She was short, voluptuous, elegant yet fragile, with a mind devoted to her lord and savior but a craving for something deeper, darker, and more ungodly than her church, friends, and family could ever imagine.
The beautiful, youthful, and innocent girl we are talking about is a girl named Alice, who was blessed with a pale complexion that complimented her long, voluminous curls in her natural waist-length red hair, and her green emerald-like eyes, with soft naturally full lips, a straight, beautiful white smile, at 25 years old with a "baby face", although she was blessed to be the beholder of such enamored beauty, she carried profound and intense cravings that her congregation shamed, leaving her with her curiosity in secrecy.
What is it you may ask?
It is well known within the religion of Christianity that sex before marriage is frowned upon, which disappoints Alice greatly, because she knows with a body like hers with 36dd breasts, a 26-inch waist, and a 40-inch ass, with a tight, grippy, wet virgin pussy, she knows she deserves to be stretched and trained (and she's more than happy to oblige).
Every night after church on Sundays, poor Alice begs and pleads with God for a strong, bold, and protective man to satisfy her longings and desires to submit to his authority with the gift of powerful hands and a thick veiny cock, where these thoughts start to overpower her, all the way down to her soft, shaven pussy, dripping with such moisture and intensity as if there was honey seeping between her legs.
Luckily for Alice she has a trip coming up soon, the last time she saw her uncle, Christian Preacher Alan Martin, she was all but 10 years old during the summertime.. And now her beloved uncle Alan is staying with his wife in a remote cabin in the woods of Vermont where his god-fearing, darling, shapely niece, Alice is going to stay until August comes.
When it comes to Alan, looks-wise he wasn't the most handsome man around but he certainly wasn't the worst looking either, if one was to guess, his height was around 5'10, with blue eyes and naturally short brown hair parted to the side, clean-shaven at a weight of 250 lbs (although he didn't workout he seemed very "built" for his weight even without the huge abs/muscles), and he had a real, white "church-dad" look to him, with a perky ass to boot (I guess you could say Alice liked the thick, "dad bod" look), partially stemming from her desire not only for domination but for a father as well since Alice's father left long ago (sadistically satisfying both urges I suppose).
Alice packed her clothing consisting of conservative jeans, sweaters, t-shirts and the like, and then she drove up to Vermont to see uncle Alan and his wife.
Alice knocked on the door and to her delight, her uncle Alan seemed more than happy to see his new curvier niece, upon greeting her, giving her a very close and warm embrace with his
hands around her as his wife sneered in jealousy while horny yet naive Alice had no idea what was to come.
Alan had made several comments throughout the night relating to Alice's school, friends, and her everyday life, but when it came to her body, things had gotten awkward very quickly.
Although Alice was dressed very conservatively sitting at the dinner table, you couldn't help but notice her giant breasts swaying inside her large t-shirt, with her small waist, yet large bottom, causing her mid-length jean shorts to wedgie into her glorious behind (and of course uncle Alan noticed).
He had made a comment saying "My lovebug Alice I couldn't help but notice how much... larger you've gotten, you must have been eating very well back home I imagine, no?"
Alice replied asking "Are you saying I'm fat?"
Alan appeared shocked and said "Oh...no..darling that's not what I meant at all.. What I had meant to say was.." and Alan's wife QUICKLY stopped him by saying "I think we should finish dinner."
As dinner ended and Alice had left the table and gathered herself into a robe for her shower, she had noticed once again her uncle gazing at her very quickly before looking away at his disapproving and unpleasant wife.
Finishing her shower Alice had changed into her white, short-sleeved, knee-length, flowered nightgown all while wanting to become deflowered herself..
She closed her eyes to rest in the small, dark cabin bedroom, only lit by a dim lamp at the time of 10 PM in her small pretty pink bed where she was laying with no television, only a large window to the left of her with the curtains both pulled back with the sight of the rain and trees, and a closed closet to the right of her.
The sound of a sudden creak at the door had awoken Alice, with it now being 12 PM now and she turned back on the dim lamp that was suddenly turned off as well.