Sasha Goes to a Tent Revival
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Chapter 4: Sasha’s Second “Healing Session”
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4: Sasha’s Second “Healing Session” - Hot young Sasha, who has learned how to use her body for pleasure and profit at the trailer park, is taken to a tent revival by her mother, who hopes the famous preacher can somehow rescue her daughter from her life as a young hooker.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Rough Spanking Anal Sex Cream Pie Massage Oral Sex Clergy Prostitution
The Reverend Tex Tanner had ignored Sasha while he was busy helping the newly “saved” teenagers, Tara and Liza, to acknowledge and describe in detail their wicked ways, as the first step to cleanse and purify the wayward youngsters. Sasha had been getting acquainted with the preacher’s head deacon, Brad Ford, a young man of 26 who had been traveling with Reverend Tanner.
Deacon Ford was ex-military, and so he practiced the discipline of the military in his personal habits, eating well and exercising regularly, resulting in a buff body, with a muscular and toned torso, muscular arms, rippling pecs, and the powerful thighs and glutes of a weight lifter. He also showed off a deep tan, from his hours of work in the sun setting up and taking down the big tents featured at the revivals. When she was introduced to the deacon in the motorhome, Sasha was immediately turned on and felt a powerful physical attraction to the buff young deacon. She knew she was turned on because her pussy began to get wet, and began seeping sticky cunt cream from between her labia lips.
The deacon was mesmerized as well by the young “convert,” especially after his preacher employer had described the thorough cleansing that Sasha had experienced the previous day, and how she had eagerly acknowledged her sinful past, and readily accepted the necessary cleansing rituals. For her part, as far as her physical attributes and fitness, Sasha was built for sex. You might say that not only was she built for sex, but her body was literally trained for sex, because her body was kept fit by the various exercises, exertions, and movements required for vigorous sex. Almost since her first period as a pubescent teenager, or at least as early as her first enjoyable sexual experience, most of Sasha’s physical exercise consisted of what was required to blow, fuck, and do sexual acrobatics with men, usually older, bigger and stronger men. And so, with several years of “sexual training” Sasha’s body reflected that training. Her tight glutes and sinuous thighs that made her look so sexy in shorts, panties or less, her tight tummy that dipped in a lean v toward her lightly furred pussy, and her strong pecs that made her conical tits project proudly forward, were all a product of her life of daily sexual acrobatics with men and boys of all types.
Once Deacon Ford and Sasha began talking, they quickly realized that they had an intense physical attraction, and each was aware of the other’s arousal. Deacon Ford took the lead and began to guide Sasha in a review of her first session of “purification” and into the next level of the process, as he had learned it from Reverend Tanner.
The two worked across the room from the preacher and the new teens, with the deacon asking Sasha to describe the ways she used her tits, and her ass, and her pussy to entice men to lustful acts of sin. And the deacon insisted that as she described her sinful ways, she demonstrate those filthy behaviors to him in real time. Sasha had removed her long white gown when she had entered the motorhome, and now leaned up against the table that dominated the room, dressed only in the training bra with the cartoon stretched across it and the white cotton panties, emblazoned with the pink Hello Kitty figure and the suggestive words “Cute Kitty” above the figure.
Sasha knew that the juxtaposition of her erotic body, with her erotic torpedo tits straining under the taut stretchy cotton of the training bra, and the “little girl cute” kitty figure stretched lewdly over the mound of her pussy and the full labia that surrounded her slit, was the sort of look that drove every man with breath crazy with lust. And that explains why she wore such a filthy and inappropriate set of underwear under her chaste-looking white gown.
Deacon Ford started by running his hands over her tightly stretched underwear, as she leaned back and let him touch her, sighing gently as he touched her most sensitive places with his big hands. He felt the hot wetness where her pussy was leaking through the Hello Kitty panties, and his cock jumped when he felt her arousal.
“Why do you wear underwear that is only appropriate for young, pure and pre-pubescent girls, over your obviously mature and fully formed sexual organs, Sasha?” the deacon asked.
Sasha smiled at the deacon, and slowly lifted the training bra over her titties, letting her tit cones spring forward and letting the stretchy material rest on top of her sexy twin puff-topped tits.
“I like to wear the training bra, because men all have a fascination with tits, and by squashing them down with this little training bra like a little girl would wear, I can surprise men with the size and firmness of my sexy little titties just like I just surprised you,” she said, licking her lips lasciviously, as she stared into the deacon’s eyes. Deacon Ford couldn’t resist leaning in and fondling Sasha’s delicious young tits, taking one then the other firm nipple deep in his mouth, and sucking hard on the sensitive bumpy flesh. Sasha moaned softly as he inhaled each tit.
“You need to have these tits, squeezed and manhandled, and sucked hard,” said the deacon, “so that you may be forgiven for your sinful ways. “I will spend some time, punishing your tits, for the way you have used them, to ensnare men in your filthy devil’s web of temptation.”
“And what about my filthy pussy, which I have concealed under these innocent-appearing cotton panties, with the super cute Hello Kitty figure, stretched right over my filthy pussy slit that drips with anticipation of receiving a big, dirty cock?” asked Sasha, sliding the panties aside to show the glistening slit of her pussy, covered only by a light fur where she pulled the panties aside.
“Such a dirty and sinful girl you are, Sasha, showing the sacred slit of your pussy to another man, as you admit your sinfulness,” the deacon said, his lips drooling a little at the edges as he was unable to control his own lust on seeing the slutty girl’s display.
“The Lord will not reward your filthy sins by having the preacher or me give you the cock you desire to fill your yearning pussy, my child,” said the deacon. “Instead, the cleansing of your sin will come from you sucking my cock, and then having me fuck your dirty little asshole, as punishment for your sinful pussy display.”
“But first, I will do my best to clean out your filthy pussy with my own trained tongue, in a sacred ritual to suck the residue of your sinful sexual couplings with men from your sweating young pussy slit,” he said. And he bent down and slid the too-small panties off the girl’s long sexy legs, and grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled his mouth tight up against her pussy, the tiny blond pussy fur tickling his nose as he drove his tongue between her lips, and tasted the salty and slightly acrid taste of her pussy, that still smelled of the cum that had shot into her the previous night by a random paying customer.
Sasha moaned as he licked and sucked, and moaned deeply when his tongue curled inside her hot pussy lips, and began pressing against the firm nub of her clit that he had uncovered by roughly pulling back her labia as he inhaled her seeping juices.
“Oh, Deacon,” she moaned, “clean my dirty pussy with your probing tongue!”