Chapter 16: Showing Shelly How

Suddenly it was Saturday and Beth had accomplished nothing more. She had been exhausted by her coupling with Jason. She'd been totally sated. The fourteen-year-old boy's youthful virility combined with his gargantuan genital gifts had left the lecherous woman for the moment desirous of nothing but restful sleep. Even the presence beside her in bed of the naked and compliant nymphet Leena hadn't tempted her. And since that afternoon with the hugely endowed boy she'd tried to have him again but to no avail. Feeling guilty and afraid of discovery he had hidden whenever the beautiful woman got close and had quelled his raging desires with his hands.

Little Leena was tortured by her precocious libido but she'd been afraid to make the first move on the older woman and had discovered to her dismay that Mr. Best had found another bedmate. On Friday afternoon, however, she had peeked into Ms. Safic's bag and discovered Whilly but she didn't really understand it. She'd opened the box and seen a model of a rather ordinary penis that was notable mainly for the detail including a movable outer skin and veins. There were also a number of little switches and dials on the base but nothing happened when she fiddled with them. Beth had wisely put the power pack in another location in her bag so Leena did not discover what made Whilly more than just a model penis or another dildo.

Mrs. Wilson, like little Leena, had discovered that Mr. Best was sharing a bed with her stepdaughter, Priscilla. While most women would have been outraged at the man's perfidy, the timid woman's reaction was more of curiosity than anger. She had, in fact, returned on Friday night to view the passionate pair as her busty, fifteen-year-old stepdaughter humped the schoolteacher with the abandon of a mature woman. The girl's hip-bucking action was quite different than her own placid acceptance of Mr. Wilson's weekly plunge into her own body and the sight and sound of the coupling caused a resurgence of that same disturbance she often felt just as the good Reverend was anointing her womb with his seed. So far, though, his seed had failed to find a suitable germination site.

The same could not be said of Bob Best's seed. His thoughts of vasectomy came too late. On the very first night when the newly devirginated teen writhed under him, her spasming sheath milking his sperm up into her orgasming body, one of his little wrigglies had found a ripe egg and together they combined to start a sibling for his niece Irene's child.

"We have only a few minutes, Miss Safic. What did you want to see me about?"

Wilson had not really talked to the graduate student since the afternoon when she'd sucked him and fucked the boy Jason. He knew she'd come out of her hypno-drugged state before it was all over but he was not really worried about recriminations. His photos were a good defense against any threats the woman might plan.

"You know damned well why I want to talk to you. I'm going to see you in jail. You drugged me! And you've been abusing young girls, too. I saw how that young girl was the first day I was here. You fucked her. I know you did. And she's not much more than a child!"

"Well, my dear, she's older than this boy," and the preacher displayed a photo of Beth with Jason, her lips stretched around the girth of the boy's cock and another with her legs wrapped around his naked hips while her lips were drawn back in the blissful agony of orgasm. "Don't you think that my word is likely to count for more than the word of a harlot who sucks a young boy's cock and then makes him fuck her?"

Beth knew she was defeated. For the moment. With a grunt of anger she picked up her briefcase and left. Somehow she'd get a ride to Middleville or whatever they called it and get away from this place. But she'd get even. Maybe she had to wait until next year when she was teaching near here but she'd get the bastard. She gritted her teeth as she realized that he was likely going to send photos to Professor Lewis.

Wilson chuckled as the woman left. He had gained some revenge for her ego-busting request for more cock when he was screwing her and he'd be sure that his buddy George had some of the best photos of her, especially when she was sucking his cock and with his semen dribbling from her mouth. But right now he had other things on his mind. He looked at his watch.

Shelly was due here any minute. She was an experiment. A lewdly daring experiment that had been prompted by seeing the graduate student with young Jason. Jason had snapped out of his trance and it had, if anything made it better for the woman so Wilson tried a different tack with this girl.

Shelly West was a rather ordinary twelve-year-old girl. At least she was rather ordinary in most respects. Her breasts were showing nicely but still a lot smaller than the DD size they would become. Her hips were spreading and she had the fuzzy beginnings of a pubic bush. Her legs had filled out so that her thighs were full, her calves shapely.

Whether it was only by chance or perhaps some innate sense that went well with his lechery, Reverend Wilson had selected for this experiment one of the small number of pre-teens who would have been easy marks for the first seducer t come along. Young Shelly, although ordinary in most ways, had an extraordinarily advanced curiosity about matters related to sex. And unlike the similarly curious twelve-year-old girl, Leena, Shelly had no cousin to further her education.

Today was Shelly's third visit to Reverend Wilson's office. The first had been the day after he'd watched Jason give the arrogant grad student the fucking of her life and that episode had triggered the preacher's scheme. Wilson had used a small dose of the hypno potion and molded the girl's drug-softened psyche to his purpose.

Shelly had been every bit as moldable as the unprincipled pastor could desire. Under the influence of the potion she had freely revealed her interest in and ignorance of sexual matters. Wilson had taught her how to masturbate and while he gently frigged her almost hairless, little twat she had, with her warm, little hands released the huge pressure that Beth's sexy display had created.

Yesterday when Shelly returned for another lesson Wilson had, for the first time, tried teaching his young penitent the words that go with uninhibited sex. She had been a star pupil. While she was unable to speak because her mouth was filled by her minister's long prick he had described in crude but lucid terms what she was doing and what he was going to do to her. After her pretty, little mouth had done its sexy duty and she'd swallowed the creamy result the lesson continued. While Wilson's lips and tongue were titillating her soft, virginal pussy, she recited back to him what she had learned.

"I done like you said, Rev'rend," the girl said as she came into Wilson's office. "'Cept it wasn't as good as when you done it."

"That's fine Shelly. Now let's go to the other room. You remember what you're supposed to do, don't you?"

"Yeah, sure," the girl said with a smile as she went through the doorway and began removing her clothes.

Wilson sat on the corner of the desk and watched as the young girl undressed. And it didn't take long because under her coat she wore only a blouse and skirt with no stockings or underwear. Then, with her shapely, young body completely naked, she went to the bed and lay down across it with her legs spread wide.

The horny preacher dropped his pants to the floor and mounted above the naked youngster. Slipping one hand under her smooth, firm bottom he lifted her while with his other hand he slid a thick pillow beneath her. Then, with her young body arched upwards he lowered his hips until the tip of his throbbing tool was touching the smooth-skinned slit that bisected her fat, young vulva.

The girl bit her lower lip, determined that she would not flinch or cry out when her minister put that huge cock inside her little cunt. As she silently mouthed the newly learned words she shuddered with a funny feeling in her belly. Reverend Wilson was going to make her a complete Christian. He was going to fuck her and if she fucked back at him she would be saved for all time.

It was all Wilson could do to keep from shoving his desire-bloated cock into the young virgin right then, impaling her the way he might someone more experienced like the cavernous-cunted graduate student, Beth. However the desire to be able to fuck this sweet young innocent anytime he wanted in the future made him slow his teasing slightly, to work her into a state where she would always want cock, more cock, all the time. He lowered his hips until his rigid penis was brushing against the dampness of her underaged twat, planting his hands on either side of her shoulders so he could look down between their bodies and see her upturned little cuntal split completely exposed to his throbbing shaft, and its narrow hairless little mouth throbbing in lewd invitation. Her smooth inner thighs were held wide apart by the pressure of his thighs pressing tightly outward against her helplessly splayed legs.

Shelly could see the man hovering over her through her passion and drug-filled eyes, and felt the hugeness of his fleshy hardness lying the full length of her excitedly quivering pussy-lips, the jerking head of his cock pulsing, insinuating itself in her in a maddening tease that caused her to twist her hips up toward it automatically, her starving young pussy searching desperately for fulfillment. As instructed, she had teased her sensitive pussy for an hour before she came to the preacher's office, teased it but not all the way. As much as she'd wanted the wonderful, paralyzing feeling she had only brought herself close to but not over the peak. Waiting for the Reverend to make her into a Christian woman.