Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
“Is that okay?” he rasps in my ear.
“Yes,” I gasp.
“Does it feel good?”
“Mm-hm.”
He keeps going, eliciting from me the most wanton of sounds, sounds I have never made before in my life. Hopefully no one can hear, seeing that we’re far from the main area of the church. His clever fingers brush against my clit, and I burst into a thousand pieces, a high-pitched shriek flowing up from my throat. I’m gasping for air.
Oh my God, it feels like I’m in Heaven.
My body soars and I tremble and shake in his arms, unable to control myself. Juices gush everywhere, soaking my panties before I float down from the heights. Jordan chuckles and pinches my clit, making me squeal again. Holy cow, I’m so sweaty and turned on, and he hasn’t even entered me yet.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” he rasps low in his throat. “Does that help break the ice? Do you still want to …?” he trails off.
“Yeah,” I breathe. “I definitely want to.”
“Okay then, sweetheart.” Jordan pulls away from me, and I moan at the loss. But then he kneels down and peels my jeans and panties down my thighs. I step out of the fabric obediently.
Nothing happens for a moment, and I look over my shoulder at him, biting my lip. He’s staring at my huge ass like it’s a glorious treat with hunger in his gaze.
“God, you’re beautiful, Mira.”
Slowly, Pastor Jordan’s hand runs up my leg all the way to the inside of my thigh, stopping right at my vee. His hands massage me as he stands back up, his movements urgent now.
I hear his zip going down, sending shivers down my spine, and then there’s the distinct sound of his belt buckle hitting the floor.
“I’m going to be as gentle as possible, but it still might hurt a little bit. Just breathe through it and try to stay relaxed. That’ll make it easier.”
I nod and inhale, trying to clear my mind. The anticipation nearly kills me. I place my hands on the hard wood of Jordan’s desk, using it to keep me upright as I lean over.
“Part your legs, sweetheart,” he says in a rough voice. Slowly, I do as told and then I feel his hand on my pussy, scooping up some of the warm fluids there.
“We’ll use this to get you lubed up,” he rasps, before bringing the liquid up to rub against my pleats. Oh my god, this feels so dirty and I moan, my head dropping between my shoulders.
“Good girl,” he growls. “Now you’re ready.”
Suddenly, his cock is probing my back entrance. The tip is slick, precum leaking out and smearing around my hole.
“Breathe,” he orders, his voice a little strangled. I take his advice and take a huge inhale and then let out a long breath. When he begins to enter me, I tense up instinctively. I’ve never had anyone do this to me before, and it feels foreign, although really good too.
“Deep breaths, Mira,” Jordan growls. I can tell he’s holding back and trying not to go too fast as his shaft spreads me slowly. I take another deep inhale and bring my shoulders down. My asshole stretches around his member, so much that I tense up for a moment.
“I can’t,” is my breathless cry. “You’re too big.”
“You can,” he says with determination, his hands gripping my waist. “We’re almost there, sweetheart. You’re taking it so good.”
I turn my hands into fists, fingernails digging into my palms. He keeps going, pushing through me until he is deeply embedded inside my dirty channel. Jordan bends over, pressing into me and places his hands next to my clenched fists.
“You did it, sweetheart. I’m all the way in. Oh god, you’re so tight.”
The weight from his body leans into mine, and I love it. I’ve never felt anything like this. Even with the slight pain and discomfort, pleasure begins to flow through my body, and I feel him move out of me and then push back in. With each pump, pressure mounts in my center.
“God, you’re so responsive,” he rasps as I gyrate my hips tentatively. “That a girl. You’re doing well, sweetheart.”
I moan in response, unable to form a coherent sentence. Every ridge of his cock rubs along my insides. My cries get louder and more frantic, and the warmth in my stomach turns into a burning fire.
I start to quiver, my limbs turning into pure jelly as I grip that huge monster with my bottom. Jason reaches one hand around and begins rubbing the underside of my clit, and I lose all composure. I spasm hard, squeezing him with my ass as my toes curl and pleasure jets through my form.
Simultaneously, Jordan loses it too. He tenses up behind me, his fingers gripping my hip and then the pastor erupts, shooting hot cum into my ass.