Chapter 21: Juicy Juveniles

Reverend Wilson's trip had been successful only in that he'd had a vasectomy. Even that hadn't been exactly what he expected because the doctor told him he should wait until he'd ejaculated at least a dozen times before he started having sex without a condom.

By the time he returned home some six days later he had met the doctor's prescribed total but mostly by masturbation. He had visited his professor friend, Dr. George Lewis, and shared the photos of the grad student, Beth sucking his cock and being long-cocked by the hugely endowed, fourteen-year-old schoolboy, Jason Jenkins. His friend was more determined now than ever to get into his lovely and sexy grad student.

Reverend Wilson's tenth ejaculation after his operation was a memorable occurrence. On his last night in the University city he stayed with Professor Lewis and his family, a rather dumpy wife, a college freshman son and a daughter who was coincidentally the same age as Leena, Wilson's own daughter.

They celebrated that evening, or at least Wilson and the senior Lewis celebrated. They were closeted in Professor Lewis's den surrounded by walls of books as they sipped a smoky, single malt whiskey and reminisced and talked about the talented Beth Safic. And about how much they wanted to spend more time with her... in her.

Wilson's bedroom was in a wing of the rambling, old house and, as he somewhat drunkenly stumbled there at about midnight he heard a funny sound from behind a door. If he'd been sober he would have walked right by but that night, drunk and curious, he eased the door open to see what had caused the noise.

The room was dark except for the light that came through the window from a streetlight just outside. But it was enough to show him what the noise had been caused by.

Professor Lewis's eighteen-year-old son was lying naked on his back on the bed. And Professor Lewis's shapely, thirteen-year-old daughter, also naked, was seated astride her brother's hips.

"Oh God no, George!" she exclaimed. "You came inside me. I felt it! I'm never going to let you do it again without a safe"

"It was your fault, Sis. You fucked so fast when you came that I couldn't hold it. You made me go off in you!"

Wilson's jaw dropped with astonishment at the sight of the incestuous children and his cock swelled in appreciation of the girl's ripe, young form. Accidentally he bumped the doorframe and Alison turned her head and saw him. Embarrassed at being caught peeping, the minister turned and stumbled down the hall to his room.

It was only four month's since George had overcome his kid sister's reluctance and introduced her to the carnal pleasure of simple sex unencumbered by the unnecessary baggage of love or commitment. And this suited the lovely juvenile. Now, knowing she had been caught doing what many others (including her parents) would consider very wrong and especially knowing a preacher had caught her; she mulled over briefly what she should do. Her brother's tool was rapidly deflating due mainly to the fact that he'd gone off but the softening of his tool hastened by having been caught molesting his kid sister. He was less sanguine about it that Alison was but before he could voice his concern she said, "I know what to do. I bet he's just a dirty old man even if he is a minister. He's going to be just like my math teacher, Mr. Mallory." She dismounted from her brother's body and went to the minister's bedroom.

"Did you like what you saw, Reverend?"

Wilson turned from where he stood beside his bed to see the lovely youngster walking toward him, her full, ripe breasts bobbing.

"I won't tell, Alison. But you know it's wrong... a sin. Do you want to pray with me?"

The minister's cock was making a tent of his boxer shorts and the thirteen-year-old seductress put her hand into the opening and grabbed his throbbing prick and pulled it out. Oh God, she thought. It was more than seven inches long and almost too thick for her touch her thumb and forefinger around it and hard as iron in her grip. And hot! The glans was swollen and purple and unbelievably slick to her touch. Wilson's cock was bigger than her brother's who's was still the only cock she'd been close to. She leaned forward and kissed it.

"Alison!" he gasped.

"You like that?"

"Yeah! But you can't!"

She did it again, this time parting her lips a little and letting the tip of her little tongue work across the velvety smoothness.

"Alison... no... you shouldn't" he moaned but he put his hands on her shoulders, caressing them, then dropped lower to cup her ripe young tits.

Alison had never done this before but her brother had shown her in a book how it was done. She opened her lips, just as she read, and sucked the man's cock into her young mouth. When it hit the back of her mouth, she backed off. She gripped the shaft with one hand and began moving her mouth up and down on him, clasping him with her lips and sucking urgently. His hands went to her head and he started thrusting his hips at her -- too hard.

She jerked her head back. "Please... No! You're hurting me that way!"

Wilson shook his head, as if trying to clear it. "I'm sorry, baby, it just felt so good." He caressed her head and then put his hands on her shoulders. She took his cock back into her mouth and felt the tension in him as he fought the urge to resume fucking her face.

"Baby, you're going to make me cum in your mouth," he warned.

She pulled back, releasing his thick prick with a pop. "Don't you want to?"

"Yes, but, you know, I was thinking maybe you'd rather have me in you, or maybe you wouldn't want me to cum in your mouth."

"That's sweet, Reverend but I won't know if I like it until I try it, right?"

"You never did this before?" He sounded horrified

"You know I'm not a virgin, sir... but I never sucked a man before and I want to know what it's like." She kissed the underside of his glans. "So far, I like it!" And she started sucking again. She put her free hand between her own legs and began rubbing her pussy and clitoris. She was already close to cumming again herself, and being on her knees sucking a minister's cock was turning her on even more.

Wilson began moaning urgently. His hands tightened carefully on her shoulders. She sucked harder and rubbed her tongue on the underside of his glans.

"I'm almost there, baby!"

The barely teenager moaned around her mouthful of cock and jerked on his shaft. There was an eruption in her mouth. The man's cock swelled, lurched, and then he was shooting a powerful stream of that thick cream right into the hot suction of her mouth. Alison squeezed her pussy, jerked on his cock, swallowed and sucked in another geyser as she came again herself. She moaned and writhed while she knelt submissively and sucked and she had to swallow. She jerked back hard on his cock, toward the base, and there were a few shots of reduced volume and then some dry spasms, but there was no more cum. Wilson's efforts to drain off his potent sperm since his operation had drained his usually sizeable testicular reservoir. Three days from now young Alison would get a larger mouthful of fluid when her big brother finally persuades her to satisfy his desire to fuck her pretty, young face.

The kneeling youngster looked up and saw the preacher staring, slack-jawed at her. As he looked down at the pretty 13-year-old face and mouth that had just drained him -- and she'd claimed it was her first time -- Wilson couldn't believe how sexy she was.

"Would you like to pray now," Wilson said softly, wondering if he could get it up and fuck her too. "We both know it's a sin but God moves in mysterious ways. Maybe He wants me to turn you from sinning with your brother?

Even though the nubile teen was tempting, Wilson got only that one blowjob from her and next day he returned home.

Wilson had not ploughed any new furrows in his church garden since his return although he'd renewed his carnal acquaintance with three of the mature women. He wanted some young stuff for a change and now he had selected a girl who was due to be christened in his own inimitable fashion. His doctor had given him a new medication that, he was told, would bring his hypnotic effect to a new and higher level.

Betsy Jenkins was Jason Jenkins kid sister. The twelve-year-old girl could not, of course, be endowed in the same way as her older brother but she was on the way to being superbly endowed with the very female asset of breasts.

The young girl was in Reverend Wilson's inner office. She had quickly downed the cola he had given her and had immediately become entranced by the diamond-studded, gold cross that her minister had dangled before her rapidly dimming gaze. Wilson had experimented by using the new potion on three of the woman he had already been with and had been pleased by the way they had reacted. Now, as soon as he spoke the trigger word, Koala, young Betsy Jenkins eyes opened and she began to undress.

Betsy was proud of her breasts and she watched her minister's face as she removed her sweater and her well-filled brassiere. Having really only developed in the past year or so, her tits were about the size of largish grapefruit, and stood out from her chest slightly uplifted. The nipples were a treat though. Large, almost half an inch across, and when stiffened as they were now, they stood out from the supple flesh of each tit almost half an inch or more as well.

Now, when Wilson eyed her tits, he gave a low whistle of appreciation, softly whispering, "Oh my, they're gorgeous. You're ready for this!" Then before she could even move or say no, he slid from his chair, knelt on the floor and leaning forward took the nipple of the youngster's right breast into his mouth. Betsy gave a little squeal in surprise, and then moaned deeply as for the first time in her young life, she felt someone sucking on her boobs. Intense, excruciating bolts of pleasure raced from her now highly charged mammaries down to her cunt and up into her mind. Instinctively, she grabbed her pastor's head and pulled his lips harder against her swollen breast.

Dimly the hypnotized youngster felt the man's warm hands slide along her thighs, and up under her skirt, his fingers finding and brushing against the crotch of her panties. She jerked as a thumb found her clitoris through the cloth, and began to work the little nib of sensitive flesh. Her mind swirled, her body started to shiver and shake, as his lips and tongue worked first one and then the other boob, and his fingers slipped under the leg of her panties and into her cuntal sheath, a thumb furiously massaging her tight clit, eliciting groans of pleasure and ecstasy from deep in her throat.