Chapter 15: Sally's Selfless Sacrifice

The next evening after their usual practice, Brother John quietly signaled to the obese youngster to come to his office. Sally had spent the last hour wondering if he was going to acknowledge that he knew she'd watched them and, now that he obviously was, she was frightened.

"Now, Sally." he said with a reproving tone of voice. "You were being rather sneaky last night, weren't you? Just what did you see?"

"Oh, sir? I didn't mean to, but? Like? I know it wasn't your fault, Brother John. I know she's a bad woman and she made you sin, Brother John. And I want to help you resist that sinful woman. I know I'm young, sir, but? Like? My sister and her boyfriend? They know they gotta wait 'til they're married. But I seen how they ... they? Like? They help each other without goin' all the way, sir? And I could? Like? I could help you resist her, sir?"

"Sit down, Sally." the monk said, wondering what she was talking about. "I guess you saw everything, then? Have you ever done anything like that, yourself?"

"Oh, no! Of course not, sir!"

"Have you ever wanted to, my child?"

"Oh, no! Well? Not exactly, sir? Like? That is?..."

"It's alright, Sally. We're all tempted, sometimes," he said as he placed his hand on her round knee. "What did you think when you saw me with her, last night?" He studied the obese young girl as they sat in the dimly lighted office. She was very pretty, with a full, red-lipped mouth and rosy cheeks. Her breasts were big and fat and, although she had no waist, her hips were wide and deep. Except for her youth, he thought, she was certainly a fuckable female.

"Well, sir? Like? I ain't seen nothin' like it before? Like? I knew it was her that made yuh do it, sir? I din't think it was your fault," she stammered.

"Did it make you want to be like her?"

"Oh, no! Well, maybe a bit, sir? 'Cept it musta hurt her, din't it, sir? ... Like? You know?"

"No, I don't think it hurt her, my child. But, how does your sister help her boyfriend? How were you going to help me?"

"She? Like? She uses her hands, sir? Like? I seen them do it lotsa times and? That's how she keeps them pure? But, sometimes they talk real dirty, too, sir?"

A handjob didn't really interest the horny monk but, he thought, it could easily be turned into something better.

"And are you willing to help me that way, Sally?" he asked as his hand slid under the hem of her skirt to caress the softness of her huge, fat thighs.

"Uh? Well? I guess so, Brother John? I never done it but if yuh want me to?"

He was already hard and he took the girl's hand and placed it under his robes on the long thickness of his erection. She gasped when she felt the its big, hot hardness.

"You're a very kind girl, Sally. You can tell that I am already tempted and I might yield to her wiles again? Are you sure you want to do this, my child?"

Emboldened by his subtle, almost shy pleading, the girl tried to span the girth of his shaft, wondering why he was so much bigger than her sister's boyfriend. "Uh? Oh, sir? Oh, yes. I do want to help you, Brother John. But I ain't sure what yuh want?" Then, as she had seen her sister do, she began to stroke the huge staff.

The monk's hand had slowly crept along her bare thigh until it reached the juncture of her thighs with her hips. Sitting as she was, his further progress was blocked by the overhang of her fat belly but, at his gentle urging, she slid her fat ass forward on the chair and spread her thighs so that his hand could reach the crotch of her panties.

Because her thighs were so fat, it was difficult to get his hand between them for, even though she now had them widely parted, the surplus of soft, doughy flesh still formed a barrier to her crotch. Because the flesh was so soft, however, his hand made it's way deeper between her legs and, finally, he reached the target he sought. "Oh, Sally? You're all wet?" he said as his finger slipped under the elastic leg of her panties to touch the slippery, hairless labia. "Do you know what makes you wet like this, my dear?

The young virgin felt a shiver of desire in her belly as she gasped, "Uh, sir" Uh? Like? I dunno, sir? Oh, sir, I never been touched there before, sir? 'Cept when I done it myself? I get wet, like? Like, when I see or hear my sister doin' things with her boyfriend? And, like, when I touch myself down there? But? I guess I musta got wet tonight coz I wuz thinkin' 'bout helpin' yuh, sir?"

"And you're sure you want to help me?" he asked again.

"Oh, yes, Brother John. I want to do somethin' for you coz you never ... like? You don't make me feel fat and ugly like a lotta guys do."

"That's just because you're not fat and ugly, Sally. You're a very pretty young lady and if I wasn't a monk, I'd want someone your size to marry. Women like Bev are too skinny for me." As he spoke to the young girl, she looked at him with increasing devotion, flattered by his praise of her appearance.

"You're awful nice to me, Brother John." she said with a shy smile and she reached out with her other hand to grasp the hugeness of his hard, erect penis. "Do yuh? Like? Do yuh wanta do it here?"

The monk got up and locked the door. "This is a safe place, Sally. But first, we have to get undressed."

"But, sir? Jan don't? Like? They sit with their clothes on?"

"Oh, well? That's all right, my child. If you don't want to. It's just that? Well? After what Bev did for me? Like? Being close to her bare flesh ... I wanted to see and feel your lovely body, Sally? You're so much bigger and softer. I thought it might keep me from wanting her again. But it'll probably be all right anyway?"

The innocent, young girl hesitated for a moment and then said, "I guess I can undress, sir? If you really want me to? But? Like? Willya turn off the light, first?"

As he walked over to turn off the light, she saw his mammoth organ projecting out from the folds of his robe, swaying from side to side like a third arm. She got shyly to her feet and began to unbutton her frilly blouse as she asked, "Where are we gonna sit, sir?"

"It will be better if we lie on the floor, Sally. Then I can imagine what you'll look like someday when you get married and you do this with your husband. Doesn't your sister ever lie down with her boyfriend?"

"Uh? Well, alright, sir? I seen them lyin' down sometimes and? Like? She don't 'zackly get undressed but she kinda opens up mosta her clothes?" and the girl reached behind her back to unfasten her brassiere.

Brother John lay down on the floor and, with the light that showed through the transom, he was able to see the corpulent girl's white flesh as she slowly took off all of her clothes. He was surprised at the thickness of the bush that covered her fat mons, a mass of black, curly hair that belied her youth. Then she lay down beside him and nervously took his huge, erect penis in her hands.

"You are a beautiful girl, Sally." the horny monk said softly as he cupped her large breasts. "And I want to make this pleasant for you, too. How old are you? I thought you were younger than your sister but you don't look it, my child?"

The young girl's belly churned as he played with her hard nipples and she answered, "I'm fifteen, sir. Jan is 'most eighteen. I guess I'm so big up there coz I'm so fat, sir?"

"Well, Sally, you sure look older than that." he lied and, pushing her down flat on her back, he stroked her breasts and her big, convex belly. "You have a lovely body, Sally. Your husband will be a lucky man to have your softness wrapped around him." And, as his fingers slid down over her plumply projecting, hirsute mons to dip in the crevice that bisected the mound, he continued, "You're very wet down there, my child? Wet and very slippery. Do you get that way very often?" "Hanh! Ohhh sirrr!" she gasped as his fingers skillfully stroked her swollen vulva. "No ... yes ... I don't know, sir? Sometimes ... like when I watch Jan and her boyfriend ... and? Like? Last night when I saw you and Bev, sir? I got real wet, then." she replied, breathlessly, spreading her legs wider apart to give him full access to her throbbing pussy.

"Have you ever let anyone do this before, Sally?"

"Oh, no sir! Never! I couldn't!" she gasped as she pumped his mammoth staff. "But I done it to myself, sir?"

"Does Jan ever let her boyfriend get on top and do this? ... touch her with his?. You know?" the monk asked, plotting to get on this luscious, young, fat girl.

"No? I don't think so, sir? I never seen them, anyways."

"I think we should do it that way, my child. You can still hold me like you are now ... And you can rub yourself with it, too." the horny monk said as he rose to kneel between her fat thighs.

"Well, alright, Brother John? If you want to do it that way? I guess it'll be alright? But yer not gonna? Like? Yer not gonna put it in me, are yuh, sir?" the girl replied nervously as she remembered how he had buried the huge rod in Bev, last night. "Hannh? Aannh? Oohhh sirr? It's so hot, sir?" she gasped as she touched her soft pussy with the slick, hard tip of his cock.

"Oh yes, Sally! And you're hot too. Ohh, my child. That feels so good. You are so soft and slippery there." he moaned. Then, as she rubbed the monstrous organ on her genitals, he mauled her soft, fat flesh. The teenager felt a growing excitement in her loins as he squeezed and milked her full, large tits and took handfuls of the fleshy rolls that girdled her wide hips.

Sally discovered an added thrill when she brought the hot, hard penis into contact with her erect clitoris and, as if she'd been doing this for years, she moved his dong in the deep, fat slit of her pussy.

"Do you like this, Sally? Does it feel good to you, too?" he asked as he looked down to where their bodies were almost joined. "Let me turn on a light, Sally? You are so wonderful to help me resist Bev's sinful temptation that I want to be able to see the goodness in your eyes. And to see the beauty of your wonderful body."

"Oh, sirr? I guess yuh can?" she sighed, thrilled and flattered by his words. "Ohhh? I never felt nothin' like this before?" she panted. "Am I gonna make yuh? Like? Is it gonna happen for yuh, sir? Do yuh think yer gonna shoot yer stuff out?"

"Not yet, my child. Here. Let me try something else." the lustful monk said as he reached down to guide the tip of his cock to the boiling hot portal of the fat teenager's vagina. "Ohhh, Sally! That feels so good. You're so hot! What does it feel like to you? Someday you're going to want your guy to fill this little receptacle. Can you imagine how that will feel?" he asked as he slipped his finger between the fat folds of her pussy to touch her clit.

"SIRRR! Hannh? Sirr?" she gasped and her body tensed expectantly. "I? I? Ohhh, yess ... I awready feel like that, sir. 'Cept he ain't likely gonna be as big as you, sir. Oohhh sirr? Yer gonna make it happen? Yer makin' it happen fer me? Are yuh? Like? Am I gonna make it fer you, too?"

Careful not to bring the innocent girl over the top, he continued to play with her vulnerable, young body, feeling her big, soft frame quiver tensely beneath him as, ever so gradually, he inserted the bulbous tip of his cock into the vestibule of her virgin vagina. Looking down, he could see the twin, elongated mounds of her slick labia with his massive cocktip in the valley between them. Despite the full bush on her mons, the lips were essentially hairless. Her vulva looked like a large, uncooked hotdog bun but the mammoth wiener was poised vertically, rather than lying in the slit of the pulpy bun.