Church was a complicated one. Another one of my momâs boyfriends threw away all my bras after we got into an argument around the time I started attending. So my first encounter with the volunteer church charity leader was with my sore little nipples sticking out underneath my shirt. He encouraged me to sign up for weekend volunteer work, he was very friendly and accommodating.
A few weeks after our first meeting, he approached me in the kitchen as I was cleaning up some pots and pans from the breakfast we made for the veterans in our town. I still had no bras, but I was wearing a sweater. My nipples really hurt from chafing against my shirt, so they got swollen up even more than normal. I also had a wet cunt and erect clitpenis from the constant nipple stimulation.
I was making a face about my sore nipples when he saw me. âIs everything ok?â
âOh! Hi, yeah, Iâm okay. Iâm just feeling sore,â I said, focusing intently on scrubbing a pot.
âSore? Where? Maybe I can help.â
âOh, no, donât worry about it, Iâll be okay!â I faked a smile. My small tits bounced inside my shirt as I scrubbed a little harder, dragging my nipples across the scratchy fabric. I made another face and tried to grit my teeth through it.
âPlease, let me help. I think I know whatâs bothering you, and I have just the thing for it.â He reached over and took the pot out of my hand and placed it back into the sink. âIt wonât take long, promise!â
I figured Iâll just lie about what was bothering me. So I followed him back to the office where he went into his desk and pulled out a big tub of something called Albolene.
âWhatâs that?â I asked.
âItâs a lotion,â he said. âItâs great for chafing. And, between you and me, I know youâre probably chafed pretty bad under your shirt.â
âo-oh. Well, just a little bit, itâs really not a big deal,â I stuttered, feeling my face get hot. I squirmed a bit.
âIâll tell you what, try it out and if it doesnât work, weâll drop it. I donât want you to suffer though if thereâs a solution,â he said. He walked over to me with the jug, opening the lid.
âOh, uh..do you want me to go to the bathroom or something?â
âOh no, you can apply it here,â he said.
My face got hotter. âBut Iâll have to take my shirt off!â
âI can hold your shirt off of your body so you can apply the lotion to your nipples. They must be really sore and tender right now,â he said hoarsely. I became aware that I had limited options on the outcome of this encounter, so I grit my teeth and reached into the jug and scooped a bit of the Albolene onto my fingers. He put the jug down and took the hem of my shirt, pulling it out in front of me.
âOkay, now you can put your hand under your shirt to coat your nipples with the lotion,â he said slowly. I avoided looking at him as I reached up under my shirt and applied the first smear of the Albolene. It was cold and I let out a small gasp.
âMake sure you rub it in so it protects your nipple,â he added. I used my other hand to transfer the rest of the lotion to my other protruding little nipple, and started rubbing it in. It didnât really soothe anything, but my nipple rubbing was making my clit jump.
âYes, thatâs really good. Rub it into your nipples,â he uttered. I tried to rub more obviously, slipping my fingers over my small breasts and massaging my nipples. âYes, just like that.â
I looked down at the hem of my shirt and saw that he was holding it right over his crotch.
âI think Iâm done,â I whispered, pulling my hands out from under my shirt and down at my sides. He didnât let go of the hem.
âI think I should take a look to be sure you donât need anymore,â he said. Then he reached up under my shirt with one hand and grabbed my left nipple between his fingers. I cried out.
âOh, no, you definitely need to apply more,â he said, pulling and yanking on my swollen, angry nipple. âTake off your shirt so I can do this for you.â
I donât know why I did. I knew what would happen.
He had a boner, straining against his slacks as he played with my nipples. âOh my goodness. Theyâre so red and irritated,â he observed. He pulled and pinched them, making me squirm. I became aware of the wet spot in my panties and I hated it. âSuch little swollen nipples,â he sighed. Then he reached down and grabbed his cock from outside his pants.
âYou know, I have some chafing too. Sometimes my penis gets hard, and pokes out just like this,â he said. He ran his hand along his shaft. âIt can be very painful also. I use the Albolene to take care of my chafing.â
I wasnât sure what to say or do, getting my nipple fondled as he stroked himself. He stepped closer to me and finally took his hand away. My nipples were puffy and red and shiny from the lotion.
âNow, my penis got hard because I saw your nipples,â he said sternly. âIt put Lust in me, and that is not okay.â He started unzipping his pants.
âThe only penance you can do for this is to help me get rid of the Lust.â
His big, drippy cock bobbed out in front of me, veiny and hard. He reached over to the Albolene and scooped out some of the lotion and began to slather his cock in it. The wet popping, squishing noises of his stroke made me embarrassed, but I couldnât look away.
âHelp me, please. You are only one that can help me release this sin from my body.â
âSit right here in the chair,â he gestured with his other hand. I did so, facing him, and becoming aware of the cool air around my moistened little nipples keeping them hard and painful.
âWonderful, now then,â he stepped closer until his cock was touching my breast. His head slid around on my skin, as he guided it over my flesh. âoh yes,â he moaned. He started masturbating against my breast.
âYour little pink nipples got me so hard,â he half whispered, half grunted. âYou planted the sin of Lust inside me the first time you came here. Flaunting your little titties like a whore.â His strokes increased in speed, becoming more noisy and humiliatingly loud as his cockhead squished against my nipple. âUgh theyâre so hard and swollen!â
My pussypenis was hard and swollen too. I couldnât help but squirm in my seat. Trying to covertly jerk my needy clitpenis was not going to happen. He started jumping his cock against my breast, pulling his body close to mine and jerking his hips back and forth. âSuch little delicate nipples stimulated and erect!â He grunted. I felt my panties moisten more.
He pulled away suddenly and resumed hand-pumping his penis at me. His cock was shiny and dripping precum all over my chest now. âIt makes my cock so hard looking at your pretty little nipples poking out like that. Itâs so bad. I shouldnât be staring at your nipples. But I canât help it, theyâre so swollen and pink,â he groaned. âI want to put them in my mouth and SUCK them. I want to swirl my tongue around your little nubs!â
Suddenly, he knelt down, put his arm around my torso, and pulled my nipple into his mouth. He moaned, eyes rolling. I made a noise of protest - it hurt but it was making my clitcock pulse. âOh God yes,â he drooled, âIâm tonguing your nipples. Your nipples taste so nice in my mouth. Does it feel good?â He sucked hard, rubbing my sore nipple with his slimy tongue. I moaned. He brought his other hand up from jacking off and started playing with my other nipple. I was squirming more obviously now, it hurt to feel them being sucked and pinched and rolled between his fingers. My hips started bucking in the chair.
âYouâre aroused now, I can tell by your perverse body that youâre horny. Youâre getting turned on from watching me fondle your little nipples,â he said. He brought his hand down and pressed into my crotch. âAre you getting wet from this?â
I didnât mean to, but I humped against his hand. My pussypenis throbbed excitedly as I felt my need heighten. âAh, you are horny. This was your plan all along, to make me hard for these nipples and make me commit sin. Satan is strong with you,â he growled.
He stood again, pointing his big cockhead right at my face. I looked up, confused. âI wonât let you convince me to sin,â he said. âOpen your mouth and receive the sacrament.â
I did open my mouth to protest, but he stuffed his man meat right inside. He had both of his hands on my face. âOh yes, sweet Lord. Please bless this lamb of your flock,â he uttered, pushing more of his dick into my mouth and starting down my throat. My jaw could barely open far enough, and I started to choke. He withdrew only slightly, and then pressed again. Saliva stated dribbling out of the sides of my mouth and down my chin.
âYes, take my cock. Take it all, you slut, and be cleansed,â he moaned, picking up the pace, beginning to mouthfuck me. He held my head harder in place and shoved his cockhead deeper into my throat. I couldnât breathe.
âSuch a tightâŠlittleâŠthroat..!â He grunted. He pulled his cock out of my mouth for just long enough for me to catch a breath, before plunging it back in, effectively turning my mouth into his cocksleeve. And again, he squeezed more of him into my throat until his pubic hair was up my nose. He held it there for a beat, grunting as he felt my body struggling to get away. He then withdrew again, I took a big gasping breath. He slapped his slimy cock on my face before stuffing it back in.
My pussylips were squishing around in my panties now, his violent throatrape jerking my body around and rubbing my bloated cuntcock inside my pants. I was humiliated to feel my erection pulse as he choked me with his rapecock.
Suddenly he jerked forward, plunging his penis again into my narrow throathole, and I felt it pulsing and twitching as he dumped his cum directly into my esophagus. He grabbed my head hard and fucked a few more thrusts into my throat before finally schlicking his cummed cock from inside my mouth. I coughed, wiping the spit and tears off my face, catching my breath. He stood over me, his dick not getting soft.
I stared at his cock. Despite being throatfucked, my brain could only focus on my hard clitpenis. He grinned. âYou got wet from that,â he said. âYou slut. Defiled so thoroughly and your body got aroused.â
âI-IâŠâ I tried. But I couldnât get anything out.
âStand up, and bend over the desk, now.â
âNow, pull your pants down.â
âIf your little pussy is wet, I have to save you from the Lust.â
I froze, but before I could make up my mind, he came over and did it for me. I felt a web of sticky slime pull away from my cunt as my panties came down.
âGood Lord in heaven,â he said. âYou have a gigantic clitoris. And it looks like your hole is exceptionally wet. Of course youâre bound to sin. Especially with a clitoris like that.â
He knelt down and stuck his mouth right on my pussy, sucking on my clitcock. I grunted, bucking my hips. He made embarrassing slurping noises as he fellated my girlboner. He pulled away and slipped two big fingers into my cunthole, making me gasp, and then went back to sucking me off. I was humping my girldick in his mouth while he fingerraped my creamy little fuckhole. I felt his tongue massaging my clitpenis and making my cunthole ooze more slime.
I was going to cum really hard. I felt him shove another finger inside and deeply fuck my cumhole. His palm massaged my peehole and I started to buck my hips wildly. He held me in place and slurped and suckled my bulbous girlclit and tickled my peehole while he fingerraped my fucksleeve cunt.
Before I could stop, I started squirting into his mouth. I heard him open his mouth, still licking my boner, catching my cumsquirt. He massaged my pink pussyflesh, hitting my urethra and triggering a gush of hot piss to pour into his mouth. He slurped it all up with his swirling tongue.
Standing up, he placed both hands on my naked cheeks and spread them open. I had barely recovered from being cummed when I felt his hot, slimy rod against my asshole.
âNo, waitâŠ!â I tried.
Lubricated by my spit and Albolene, he plunged his rapecock into my rearhole. I cried out, feeling his penis fill up my tight passage. My cunt began oozing, and my clit perked up again to a painful, perverted erection.
He started rapefucking my asshole. He was grunting as he aggressively buried his cock inside of me. It was such a sloppy, wet fuck.
âYour little ass is incredible,â he moaned. âI canât believe how tight it is! Oh God, Iâm going to fill your little hole right up with my cum. Oh fuck. Fuck Iâm going to be addicted to this little hole. Massaging my cockâŠfuck! You little slut, youâre going to make me cum..in your tight little hole! Fuck..!â
I felt his cock bulge and twitch inside me as he spewed his second load deep inside of my raperear. He pulled out his penis, and held my cheeks open to watch his cum dribble out of me and down my legs.
âI think that will do for now,â he said, his demeanor switching back to one of a patient advisor. âI believe this is enough to cleanse you of your sin here. I will drive you home once you get dressed.â
I pulled my clothes on and wiped my face more. My boner was hard and my cunt was juicy and horny. I felt so guilty getting aroused while I was r4p3d and m0lested. I grabbed at my hard clitty and rubbed it a few times before taking my bag and walking out to his car.
I got into the passengerâs seat of his car and he began driving. But he wasnât going toward my house. I looked at him, confused. He said, âdonât worry, I will drive you home. But I want a second opinion about your sins.â
