The Pastor's Daughter

Note:

Since my other connected series like Megan, Tamika, etc. are running at a different pace. I'll be adding dates to my stories going forward

July 25

"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned, " Alanah said as she licked the underside of my cock.

I was sitting in the confessional booth at the church with Alanah kneeling between my legs. My pants were down, and my bowtie was undone. I adjusted my glasses as I looked down at my daughter, giving me a blowjob.

"Wh..what can I help you with, child?" I said as I tried to compose myself.

"It's been so long since I have confessed, Father, " Alanah replied as she licked the precum from my cock. "I've been very, very naughty recently, and I need your guidance, "

"What..what kind of...umm... naughty things are you talking about, my child?" I said as my cock throbbed in her mouth. I knew we shouldn't be doing this as I tried to remain calm and not moan. Karen never gave me blowjobs, and Alanah's lips felt so good on my cock. The day had started so normal but I had not planned for it to end up like this.

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I had finished the morning sermons and entered the confessional booth as usual after service. The church was empty, but I liked to hang around as some stragglers would wait until everyone had left before they came in for confessions.

I was sitting in the booth alone when Alanah surprised me by scooching into the booth with me and closing the door. Before I could say anything, Alanah had dropped to her knees and pulled out my cock and began sucking my cock like only a daughter could.

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"Well, Father, " Alanah said as she slowly jerked my 11-inch cock in her hands, "I've been a very slutty daughter for the past two weeks, and I was wondering if there is any penance I can do?"

I looked down at my gorgeous blonde daughter sucking my cock. Alanah's beautiful blue eyes were looking up at me as she slowly swallowed my cock. I adjusted my glasses as they fogged up in the booth. This was not the first time we had played this game.

"I think I know just the right penance, " I said as I leaned back and let Alanah suck my cock. I can't believe how much my life had changed in a few weeks, and to think that it was my wife Karen and her stubborn tantrums, which was to thank for all this.

***

Two Weeks Ago - July 11th

I left the breakfast table and headed to church to prepare for the morning sermon. I had a busy day ahead of me, and I had already had one argument with Karen during breakfast.

Since Alanah dropped out and started modelling, Karen had been a pain. It didn't help that the Alanah working in those sexy Hooters uniforms had caused a stir in Karen's church group. I knew Alanah was a handful, but I couldn't fault her for her ambition. My daughter was beautiful and talented, and if modelling made her happy, then who was I to stand in her way.

As I walked into church, I saw Megan's father, Clark, sitting in one of the pews, flipping through a flier in his hand. We had been friends for years and often discussed Karen and Alanah's spat.

"Morning, John, " Clark said as I walked up to him, "You've seen this?" as he handed me the flier.

It was the latest ad for Alanah and Megan working at Hooters. This ad was much racier than the previous one, with Alanah and Megan sticking their big tits out and blowing a kiss towards the camera. I couldn't help but stare at their sexy cleavage.

"It's something, isn't it, " Clark said, snapping me out of my thoughts, "Lex took some excellent shots of our girls."

"Yeah, it's a bit scandalous, isn't it, " I said, handing the flier back to him. "I thought you said you were there to oversee things."

"Oh trust me, John, those girls were a handful during the shoot, " Clark said as he chuckled, "They were just too hot and flirty for poor Lex to handle. They loved posing for the camera."

"I'm not sure you being there helped at all." I asked with a sigh as we walked out of the church."I thought you were there to ensure the final photos weren't inappropriate."

"Hey, I tried, man, " Clark laughed, "But Alanah and Megan were just too much to handle. You should see the behind-the-scenes photos Lex took. Those girls were really naughty."

"What does that mean?" I asked as Clark gave me a wink and patted my bank. Clark always joked around, and I wasn't sure if he meant Something.

"You know John, sometimes I wonder how Alanah turned out with Karen as her mother. That woman is uptight as hell." Clark said with a smirk. I noted that he changed the topic but didn't press him.

"Clark, you know I don't approve of swearing in the Lord's house, " I said with a chuckle. Clark always talked shit about Karen, but I ignored him.

"Well, John, I've always told you that you should fuck your wife more. Maybe then she wouldn't be so uptight. Once a month is not enough, my friend." Clark said as he looked at the flier again. "Trust me, John, I would know."

"My biggest worry is what will happen when Karen sees this!" I said, taking the flyer from his hand and glancing at the picture again.

"You think Karen has seen it, " Clark said, smiling at me.

I laughed, "Not yet. But she is going to be pissed when she sees this. You know how she is."

I looked at the flyer and saw Alanah and Megan in their Hooters uniforms, teasingly licking a hot dog between them. It was a bold ad, and Karen would blow her top when she saw it.

Clark and I talked a bit more, discussing Alanah and Megan's modelling careers. We both knew our daughters were flirtatious and had a penchant for teasing. We didn't condone their behaviour, but we loved our daughters regardless. Clark eventually left, and I prepared for Sunday service.

However, my thoughts returned to my daughter; Alanah had always been a beauty, and her modelling career had only made her more alluring. She was constantly showing off her sexy body in those skimpy uniforms. It was no surprise that many guys were drooling over her. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and returned to preparing for the sermon. I had a busy day ahead of me, and I couldn't afford to let my mind wander.

The rest of the day was uneventful, and I was tired by the end. As I arrived home and joined Mark and Karen for dinner, I could sense the tension in the air. Karen was unusually quiet, and Mark kept glancing at his Mom nervously.

"What's going on?" I asked, looking at them, "Did I miss something?"

Mark immediately looked down at his food, avoiding eye contact with me. Karen, however, looked at me with a steely gaze and handed me a flyer. "I found this in Mark's room!"

I looked at the flyer and immediately recognized it as the ad Clark showed me earlier that day. I could see Karen was fuming with rage. Mark was still avoiding eye contact with me, clearly afraid of his mother.

I sighed, "So what? It's an ad. Alanah is modeling. It's no big deal."

"No big deal!" Karen said incredulously, "Are you serious, John? Our daughter is parading around in a skimpy uniform, and you call it no big deal!"

"Calm down, Karen, " I said, "Alanah is an adult now. She can make her own decisions."

"They are embarrassing us, John!" Karen snarled, "The Pastor's daughter is modelling for Hooters. It's a disgrace!"

"It's not a big deal, Karen, " I said, "Alanah is just trying to make a living."

"Not a big deal?" Karen said, exasperated, "We need to stop this, John. Alanah is ruining our reputation!"

Karen continued her rant, but I tuned her out, instead focusing on the ad in my hands. I had to admit that my daughter was ravishingly sexy in the ad. Alanah looked directly at the camera, her blonde hair framing her beautiful face. Her large breasts were barely contained in her Hooters uniform, and I could see her nipples poking through the fabric.

I adjusted my glasses as I felt my cock twitch in my pants. I couldn't help but imagine my daughter serving in Hooters in that skimpy uniform, her big tits on display for all to see. I felt shame and excitement as I pictured Alanah's sexy body.

"Are you even listening to me, John?" Karen said, snapping me out of my thoughts, "We need to do Something about Alanah, John. She is out of control!"

"Let's just calm down, Karen, " I said, "Alanah is an adult, and we can't control her."

Karen fumed, and I could tell she was frustrated, but there wasn't much we could do about Alanah. She was always into modelling, and she was apparently a natural. I couldn't help but be proud of my daughter.

Clark and I discussed it and agreed to support our daughters, even if Karen disapproved. We knew Alanah and Megan were headstrong and independent, and we trusted them to not get into any trouble. But Karen was also correct; Alanah's modelling career was causing a scandal.

"And look at her roommate Megan!" Karen continued, "That girl is trouble!" she was going off on one of her rants.

"I don't think Mark should hang out with Alanah anymore, " Karen said, "We need to keep Mark away from their sinful influence."

I knew this was too much and glanced at my son. He was, however, lost in his thoughts, looking at the flyer and yet to register what Karen had just said.

"Mark, are you even listening?" she said as she snapped her fingers in his face, bringing his attention back to the table.

"Huh, yeah...I mean, no," he replied as he turned away from the ad, visibly red in embarrassment.

"You are not allowed to contact your sister anymore, do you understand?" Karen said as she glared at him

"What! Why?" My son began protesting, but he was no match for Karen in her full form.

"You know why!" Mom said. "She is a bad influence on you, "

My son opened his mouth to protest again, but I gave him a look, indicating to shut up in front of his angry mother. I'd handle this later, but I needed to head Karen off before she went off on one of her righteous crusades.

I said, "That's enough, Karen. I'll go and talk to Alanah tonight."

Karen seemed satisfied with my answer and continued eating her dinner while Mark and I exchanged a glance. I could tell my son was disappointed, but we would discuss this later. I knew Alanah meant a lot to Mark, and I couldn't blame him. I sighed as I looked at the ad again. Alanah and Megan were truly beautiful and irresistible. I knew it wasn't right, but I couldn't help but imagine my daughter and her roommate Megan serving me in those Hooters uniforms.

***

After dinner, I headed to Hooters to talk to Alanah. I had been to the restaurant before, but always after hours when Tommy hosted our late night poker night there. Walking into the place packed during work hours was a bit of a culture shock. The place was packed with men ogling at the busty servers in their skimpy uniforms. I spotted Alanah and Megan serving the tables. They were dressed in the Hooters uniform, their big tits on display for everyone to see.

They were flirting and teasing with the customers, and I could see the lust in the men's eyes as they stared at my daughter's sexy body. I felt a mix of lust and pride as I watched Alanah serve the customers with her big tits bouncing around.

"John!?" I heard someone call out. I turned and saw Clark and Tommy waving at me. Tommy was another friend of mine, and he actually owned the Hooters bar.

I walked over to their table, and Clark motioned me to sit, "Come on, John. Have a beer. Did you change your mind about joining Poker Night at Jake's place tonight."

"Ah No. I', actually looking for Alanah, " I said, avoiding their gaze, "I... uh... need to talk to her, "

Clark and Tommy exchanged a knowing look, "Karen finally blew her top, huh, " Clark said.

I sighed, "Yeah, she saw the latest ad. Alanah and Megan look...umm...nice, "

Tommy laughed, "Nice? John, your daughter is smoking hot. Business has been booming ever since the ad came out."

My two friends were clearly enjoying themselves, and I could see why. Alanah and Megan walked around the restaurant, serving the tables in their Hooters uniform. Their big tits were barely contained in the skimpy outfits, and the men were drooling over them.

"Megan! Come over here, sweetheart!" Clark shouted.

Megan sauntered over to our table, her big tits bouncing with each step, "What can I get for you, Daddy?" she said as she leaned forward, showing her cleavage.

Clark and Tommy clearly enjoyed the view, "Can we get a round of beers, honey? And another one for the Pastor." Clark said as he leered at his daughter.

"Pastor John!" Megan squealed as she saw me, "What are you doing here?"

"Pastor John wants to talk to Alanah, " Clark said, smacking Megan's ass, making her giggle. "But I think he should have a beer first."

Megan smiled, "Of course, Daddy," she said as she bent over and picked up our empty bottles, "I'll be right back."

I was shocked at how comfortable Megan was with her father touching her like that. Clark and Tommy were clearly enjoying ogling at Megan's big tits as she walked away. Even I couldn't help but stare at Megan's ass as she walked away. Her Hooters uniform accentuated her curves, and her big tits bounced with each step.

"Liking the view, Pastor John?" Clark teased, "Don't worry. Megan is used to being ogled like that. Your daughter Alanah, too. They love the attention."

I didn't know what to say. I had known Clark and Tommy for years, and I knew they were not the most god-fearing men, but I had never expected them to be so open about their lust for our daughters. Before I could reply, Megan returned with our beers.

"Here you go, Pastor John," Megan said as she returned with a tray of beers. She bent over, once again displaying her cleavage to me. She gave me a knowing smile, clearly enjoying teasing me, "Enjoy your beer, Pastor. I told Alanah that you're here, and she'll be out soon." she said as she placed a beer in front of me.

"Thanks, sweetheart, " Clark said as he smacked her ass again. Megan gave her father a naughty smile as she stood beside him, "Daddy! Not in front of the Pastor," she said, pretending to be shy.

Clark chuckled, "Pastor John doesn't mind, do you, John?" he said as he pulled Megan onto his lap, making her giggle.

I was speechless, watching Clark openly flirt with his daughter Megan. Megan seemed to enjoy the attention, flirting and teasing with her father. Tommy was also enjoying the show, leering at Megan's big tits as she sat on Clark's lap.

"Daddy! Hope everything is fine?" I spun around as I heard Alanah's voice.

"Megan told me you're here. I was serving the customers," she said as she bent over to kiss me on the cheek

I looked at my daughter; she was dressed in the Hooters uniform, her big tits on display for everyone to see, "Alanah! Can we talk?" I said as I adjusted my glasses, "Somewhere more private, "

"Why don't you take the rest of the shift off, Alanah?" Clark said, "John needs to talk to you about something important, "

Alanah gave her boss, Tommy, a questioning look, "It's fine. Go ahead and take the rest of the night off, " Tommy replied with a grin.

"Okay, Daddy. Let me clean up, " Alanah said as she gave me a peck on the cheek, "Meet me outside, okay?"

I nodded as Alanah walked away, swaying her hips as she headed to the changing rooms. Tommy and Clark were clearly enjoying the view, leering at my daughter's ass as she walked away. Megan was still sitting on her father's lap, and Clark had his hand on her thigh, gently stroking it.

"You can take her home in your car, Pastor John. I'll finish our shift and follow you guys in an hour." Megan said as she got off Clark's lap and returned to serve the tables.

***

Alanah and I reached her place after driving silently in my car. Alanah was quiet throughout the ride, knowing why I was there. We entered her apartment, and Alanah offered me a seat on the couch.

"Daddy, I know what you want to talk about, " Alanah said as she sat down next to me, "Mom saw the new ad, didn't she?"

I sighed, "Yes, Alanah. She's furious. You know how Karen is."

Alanah rolled her eyes, "Mom is so dramatic. It's just a Hooters uniform."

I could tell Alanah was frustrated, "Look, Alanah. I know you're upset, but your mother is just worried about your reputation."

"Daddy, Megan and I are adults. We can make our own decisions." Alanah said as she crossed her arms under her big tits, pushing them up.

Clark was right; my daughter had the most beautiful tits I had ever seen. Maybe it was beer and the inappropriate flirting that Clark and Megan initiated earlier, but I couldn't take my eyes off Alanah's tits. The low-cut top barely covered Alanah's cleavage, and her lacy bra was peeking through the edges, giving me a good view of her tits.

"Daddy, are you even listening to me?" Alanah said as she snapped me back to reality.

"You are a pastor, John! Don't forget it!" I thought to myself as I adjusted my glasses and tried to ignore my daughter's ample cleavage.

I brushed my sinful thoughts away and told her, "I know, Alanah. But you have to understand your Mom's point of view."

Alanah scoffed angrily, "Mom doesn't understand anything. She is just a prude!"

"Well, she is still your mother. So she's decided that you won't be allowed to meet Mark until you quit modelling or get a new job," I said, bracing myself for her outburst.

"Mom can't do that! Mark is my little brother. I won't stay away from him because of her stupid rules!"

"Alanah, please. I'm just the messenger. There's not much I can do."

Alanah pouted and crossed her hands as she dropped onto the couch beside me. "Daddy, this is ridiculous. Mom can't ban me from seeing Mark just because I'm modelling." Alanah said with a hurt expression on her face and turned her head away from me.

I looked at my beautiful daughter pouting beside me, her big tits pressing against her Hooters uniform. She looked cute even when she was angry. Her long legs stretched out, her milky thighs peeking from her shorts.

"Talk to me, Alanah." I said putting my fingers on her chin, turning her face towards mine to get her to talk to me.

"I thought you'd be on my side here, Daddy." she sniffled as tears formed in her eyes. Alanah was usually the strong one, but the threat of losing contact with her brother had really affected her.

Alanah looked so vulnerable, and I couldn't see her cry. I put my hand on her thigh, "Alanah, Mark means a lot to you, doesn't he?"

Alanah nodded, wiping her tears, "He's always been my baby brother. I can't let Mom ruin his life for her stupid rules."

Seeing my daughter like this broke my heart, and I felt the need to comfort her. I put my arm around Alanah's shoulder, "I know you're frustrated, sweetheart. But your Mom is just worried about your reputation. Pastors' daughters can't be modelling for Hooters. Do you understand?"

Alanah sniffled as she leaned into me, resting her head on my shoulder, "I'm sorry, Daddy. I just want to be an adult. Megan is doing this with me. Why am I the only one getting punished?"

"Alanah, you know I'm proud of you and Megan," I said, placing my hand on her chin, "You both look beautiful in the ad," Alanah looked up at me, her beautiful blue eyes glistening with tears. I had always been a sucker for my daughter, and I couldn't bear to see her cry.

"Really, Daddy?" Alanah said as she cuddled closer, "You think I'm beautiful?"

I could feel my cock growing in my pants as I held Alanah in my arms, her big tits pressed against me. Her Hooters uniform was tight, and I could see her nipples poking through the fabric. This was wrong; I was a pastor. I shouldn't be thinking about my daughter like this. But Alanah was too irresistible; her big tits and curvy body teased me.

"Of course, Alanah. You're a model. You're beautiful." I replied as I stroked her soft blonde hair.