Prologue
He had her bent over the couch with her skirt bunched up at her waist and her panties below her thighs. He couldn't help but to take a second to reflect on how far he had come and how sweet her teenage ass really was. Smooth and perfect ... He almost said those words out loud as he ran his hand up her thigh. resting his hand on her cheek for just a moment before he slapped her ass with enough force that she could not tell if he was being playful or forceful. Either way it made her even wetter and she shivered a little bit.
A month ago he would have had to ask her for help to get his cock to the appropriate orifice but now he just moved his cock head which was already wet with her saliva up to her exposed lips and thrusted in. He didn't feel guilty at all as he pushed in all the way. He thought he would have ... he knew that he should have. Sure she was 18 and she had wanted this for as long as she could remember. Sure she was beautiful and he knew that he loved her. But he was her youth pastor and he had been teaching her the finer points of love and purity for years. And too make matters worse there was her mother ...
Pushing those thoughts out of his head (and the subtle guilty feeling about not feeling guilty) he concentrated on her, on this beautiful moment of connection. The warmth and tightness of being inside of her was almost overwhelming. He pushed in until he was all of the way inside of her and she let out a moan that would be remembered for the rest of his life. It was visceral and full of excited pleasure. He wasn't sure but he thought that she may have climaxed at that exact moment.