by Paloma Eroti
She stared, her eyes widening.
“If we’re going to have a baby together, then it’s got to be according to God’s law,” Robert explained patiently. “Even if we can’t be properly married until we’ve moved away from this state, I want us to start living together now as though we were legally husband and wife.”
There were tears in her eyes. “Oh Rob,’ she said softly, kissing his hand, “it’s what I’ve always dreamed of. You and me, starting a family, getting married. I just didn’t know it would ever be possible.”
He had never felt so happy than at that moment, looking into his step-sister’s innocent blue eyes and knowing she felt the same about their relationship. “It will be soon. When we move away together. Some states will allow us to marry, no questions asked. But we’ll have to keep our relationship a secret for a while longer, Ginny. Because if anyone found out … ”
His sister nodded. “I won’t say a word, I swear before God.”
“Good girl.” He took her hand, and unlocked the door to the vestry. “To the outside world, we’ll be step-brother and sister as normal. But at home, I’ll be your husband and you’ll be my wife. I’ll start looking for another church as far away from here as possible. Because as soon as you’re pregnant and the baby starts to show, we’ll move away and get married.”
Jack, the church youth preacher, came out of hiding as soon as Pastor Robert and his step-sister had left. He dragged off his robes and hung them up in the vestry, which is what he had been meaning to do before he heard his pastor moaning with lascivious pleasure in there …
So he had been right to think there was something sinful going on between those two!
He crossed himself and said a quick prayer for the safety of his soul. What a terrible sin he had just heard going on in the vestry, of all places. A pastor of the church having sexual intercourse with his own young sister.
Of course, they were not children of the same parents, as far as he knew, but step-brother and step-sister. But that girl was still in Pastor Robert’s care, and had only just achieved the age of eighteen, which in emotional terms made her little better than a child.
The law in some states might recognize Virginia’s legal right to have intercourse, but as a man of God, Jack thought a girl her age ought to be keeping her virginity special and for her husband only. And he felt certain, especially after what he had heard the pastor saying to his sister, that their state law prohibited step-siblings from having intercourse.
Still, at least they were having sex in order to procreate. He could not fault the pastor’s policy there. Sex for pleasure was undoubtedly a sin, especially outside wedlock. All the same, Virginia was very young to be giving birth to her first child.
She was such a sweet thing too. Soft pink lips, mussed-up blonde hair that she could not seem to tame, and breasts far too large for her narrow waist and hips, so that they were the first thing a man noticed about the pastor’s sister. Her ripe young breasts.
He imagined how that virginal girl would look with a swollen belly, lying naked and spread under her own step-brother.
Against his will, Jack’s cock began to swell and press uncomfortably against his jeans.
Damn, but Virginia was hot. He preferred to date completely innocent girls, ones who were still tight and unused. But truth be told, he would not mind a chance to impregnate the pretty young Virginia himself. If she had spread her legs so willingly for Pastor Robert, she would be sure to open them for Jack too.
What difference would it make if it was his seed or the pastor’s that knocked her up? So long as she was carrying a man’s seed in her belly, no questions would be asked.
But how to get her alone without Pastor Robert finding out?
Perhaps next time the good pastor came out in the evening to oversee choir practice, he would pretend to be feeling unwell. Then he could call round on Virginia and see how that fine young girl was doing, all alone without her protector …
Jack rubbed his hands with pleasure, slipping out of the side door of the church just in time to watch the guilty pair drive off.
What he should do was threaten young Ginny with the law. She was too sweet-natured to allow her step-brother to go to prison for having sex with her. Jack nodded to himself on his way home from church. He felt sure that a little blackmail would soon give him what he wanted. A chance to fill that gorgeous pussy with his own seed instead of her brother’s.
“Hallelujah!” Jack murmured, and sent up a quick prayer of thanks for such a godsent opportunity.
Now all he had to do was wait for the right moment.
FORGIVE ME, PASTOR (MISBEHAVING PASTORS 3)
Virginia was just stepping out of a long, hot shower when the doorbell rang. Who the hell could that be?
Perhaps if she just ignored it, the person ringing would go away.
Her body was no longer aching, thankfully, but she still stretched out her well-used muscles before reaching for a towel to dry her long blonde hair. She and her older stepbrother Pastor Robert had spent most of the afternoon in bed. Now they were lovers, he seemed keen to teach her how to please and submit to a man properly. And she was very keen to learn!
It was odd to think she had been an eighteen-year-old virgin only a few short weeks before, and so innocent she had not even known how to suck a man’s cock for his pleasure.
Now she had become a slut in her stepbrother’s arms, always willing to let him enter and fill her with his seed. Who would have thought she would love being bred so much? Especially when her boyfriend Darren had tried to rape her after the baseball game and she had cried, fighting him off and running home to her brother.
Now she knew how much her body loved cock.
Having sex to breed seemed so wonderful and natural too. She found it hard to believe other couples were not as seed-crazy as her and Robert. How else was any man supposed to have sex with a fertile woman, except with the pleasing certainty that he was going to swell out her womb with a baby?
“Mmm,” she managed, sneaking a hand down to her puffy cunt lips, still gaping slightly from where they had recently accepted her stepbrother’s large tool. “I can’t wait to be pregnant. I just hope it won’t take long for Robert’s sperm to fertilize my egg.”
The doorbell rang again. More insistently this time.
Perplexed, she grabbed her toweling robe from the back of the bathroom door and hurried downstairs. Her stepbrother had left to oversee choir practice only twenty minutes before; the church was only a short drive from their home, but she was sure Robert could not be back so soon. Unless he had forgotten his briefcase. But why not use his keys to get in?
Though perhaps he had forgotten his keys too …
But it was not her stepbrother.
Standing on the step was the Youth Leader from their church, Brother Jack. He was a large man in his late twenties, with a lovely smile and dark twinkling eyes which now undressed her in the skimpy toweling robe. She tugged at it, a little embarrassed, wishing the robe fell lower than mid-thigh, and only succeeded in displaying her large breasts, which did not quite fit the robe. Hurriedly she dragged the belt tighter, and felt herself redden under his narrow-eyed stare. Not for the first time, she wished her tits were not so huge compared to her small waist. Nature had given her more than her fair share of breast meat, as her brother liked to say.
How much of her breasts had Brother Jack seen for that fleeting second of exposure?
“Brother Jack,” she greeted the Youth Leader, surprised to see the young preacher there on the step without her brother in tow. “I thought you would be at choir practice with Pastor Robert. Is it cancelled tonight?”
Jack shook his head, glancing past her down the narrow hallway. “You all alone?”
“Pretty much. If you don’t count the cat.”
“Oh, pussy has to count.” His smile was leering and she did not trust it. “But no, I was at choir practice, but then I felt a bit unwell. I was just driving past and saw your lights o
n. Any chance of a drink of water?”
She felt guilty at once for having suspected him, and stood aside to let the Youth Leader through. “Of course, Brother Jack. I’m sorry to hear you’re not well. Come in, I’ll sort you right out.”
She closed the door and showed him through into the large kitchen, clicking on the lights and closing the blinds at the same time. She did not like to think of the neighbors looking into the house when she was alone there. Though of course she was not alone anymore tonight.
Folding his arms, Brother Jack stood watching while Virginia fetched a clean glass and poured him some iced water from the cooler.
“There you go,” she said, smiling as she handed him the glass.
Brother Jack sipped at it, then set it aside.
“Come here, Ginny,” he said coolly, using her brother’s special pet name for her.
She was unsure what to do, but stepped closer. Jack took her by the arms and drew her even closer, so they were almost touching.
“I know about you and the pastor,” the youth leader suddenly exclaimed, leaning in so his eyes were staring straight into hers, his voice sinister and accusing. “I know you’ve been having sex with him. With your own brother!”
Her color fled in a wave of sickly white. Oh my god, she was thinking. It was illegal in that state for stepbrother and sister to have a sexual relationship. They would be arrested for incest. Shamed before the town. Probably imprisoned for years.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stammered, but he just laughed, shaking his head.
“I’ve got photos.” He pulled an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to her. “I overheard you both in the church the other week. But I knew I needed proof of your wrongdoing. So I came by a few times in the late evenings and climbed up onto the flat roof behind the house. I got some great telephoto shots of you. You really shouldn’t leave the lights on and the blinds half-open when you’re screwing your own brother.”
“Stepbrother,” she corrected him faintly.
“Whatever.”
“Please, Brother Jack … We know it’s wrong, and we are moving away. To a place where it’s legal.”
She opened the envelope, not really wanting to see the filthy sex shots but knowing she had to check. But what she saw made her gasp and redden again with shame and sudden arousal.
There were photos of her brother fucking her from behind, and her mouth open, panting as he filled her again and again. Her lips wrapped around her brother’s splendid erection, sucking like a slut. Then a shocking black and white photo of her lying off the edge of the bed, head bent back, with Pastor Robert kneeling naked as he hammered his cock deep into her willing throat.
“Just as soon as Robert can get hooked up with a new church, we’ll leave this state, I promise you … ” she continued, her voice fading out as she flicked through a selection of other disgusting sex shots. “Oh sweet Lord, you haven’t shown these photographs to anyone else, have you?”
“Not yet.”
Something about his tone made her look up into his dark face, suddenly shivering. “But you plan to?”
“That depends on you, Ginny.”
She swallowed, her pussy tingling with shock. “I … thought it might.”
“Good,” he said smoothly, then took the thick envelope from her nerveless hands and threw it down on the side. “You can keep those to remind you of the deal. I’ve got digital copies. They go to the church elders and the local papers if you don’t give me what I want.”
Virginia felt sick. “And what is it you want, Brother Jack?”
“I want you to have my baby.”
“What?”
He smiled at her astonished exclamation. “Why the surprise? Your brother’s been trying to get you knocked up, hasn’t he? And I can guess he hasn’t succeeded yet.”
Her cheeks were burning. “How can you possibly know that? Maybe I’m carrying his child right now?”
He pointed calmly to the kitchen table. “Then why is that ovulation predictor pack open? You were reading the instructions, weren’t you? Which means you haven’t used it yet. Which means you aren’t pregnant yet.”
She bit her lip. It was true, she had been meaning to test her urine first thing in the morning. Her period was due in about a fortnight, which meant she must be ovulating around now. And she knew how keen her highly sexed stepbrother was to father a child on her, so she was doing whatever it took to help the process along. Even if it was a little undignified.
Brother Jack laughed at her expression. “You’re not pregnant yet, are you?”
“No,” she admitted in a small voice.
“Good.”
“But I’m not going to let you have sex with me!”
“Aren’t you?” He was smiling, confident in his ability to get her into bed. Which was not surprising, since he was about ten years older than her, and clearly had far more sexual experience. “I don’t think you want to go to jail, Ginny, or see your brother go there either. He would never be a man of God again if this dirty little secret of his got out. Screwing his baby stepsister. His life would be ruined.”
She could not deny what he was saying. She did not want to see Pastor Robert’s life destroyed by his love for her.
But neither did she want to take this man’s cum in her unprotected cunt. Still, she had always secretly thought Brother Jack was rather sexy. And it would be no hardship to fuck both these men as long as Pastor Robert never discovered her sin.
But it would be difficult to conceal what she had done behind his back if Jack’s cum took, and her brother’s didn’t. They were very different in looks.
“I can’t …” She licked her lips nervously, unsure how to explain her reservations. “I can’t breed with you.”
His grin widened. “Yeah, I can see how taking my seed unprotected might be a problem for you. Hard to explain, I guess, when you finally birth your child and it’s not Pastor Robert’s baby that comes out, but mine.”
She gasped, her mouth wide with shock at how freely he could discuss such a sin, and could not speak.
Brother Jack tugged hard on the belt round her toweling robe so that it fell to the floor, then smiled when it gaped open. His eyes travelled down her nubile body, gleaming with sudden lust. She tried to fumble the robe shut again, ashamed of her nudity and desperate to hide her freshly-showered breasts, belly and clean-shaven pussy from his lascivious view.
But he knocked her hand aside. “Don’t hide your body from me, Ginny. You’re a beautiful young girl, and your brother is far too old to be fathering a child with you. Besides, I think it’s time you saw what a man like me can do to your pussy before you risk going to prison by saying no. I think you’ll find I’m big enough to open your cunt like it’s never been opened before.”
His hands went to his belt, and he began to unbuckle it. There was already an ugly bulge in his black pants.
Virginia took several steps backwards, her large breasts swaying, wishing he would let her cover her nudity. She was scared to see him removing his pants, but a little relieved too. If Brother Jack raped her, at least she would have the satisfaction of knowing she had not consented.
“I’m not going to rape you,” he added contemptuously, as though reading her thoughts when he saw the frightened expression on her face. “But you ought to see the merchandise before deciding if you want it inside you. Seriously, some girls your age can’t take my cock, especially if they are virgins or haven’t been fucked many times. But I’m happy to force it into you if you aren’t too scared to let me try.”
Damn, she thought, and bit her lip.
To agree to have unprotected sex with this youth leader was a lot more scary than the thought of him raping her. How the hell would she explain such a sin to her stepbrother if she fell pregnant by the wrong man? Even though she might be consenting for her brother’s sake, she knew Pastor Robert would still blame her and suggest she had enjoyed taking another man’s cock.
Especially a cock as … big … as … Jack’s.
Her thoughts froze.
“Holy shitting hell,” she whispered, her eyes fixed on the vast monstrous cock he was dragging from his pants.
He fisted it, smiling at her with a filthy expression on his face. “Now maybe you can understand why I thought you should see it first.”
“I didn’t know a man’s tool could be that huge.”
“Something, ain’t it?”
She could not seem to breathe. But her traitorous pussy was already throbbing with anticipation. “P … Pastor Robert will be back in an hour or so,’ she stammered. “You mustn’t stay.”
“I’ll leave in good time, don’t you worry. But I’m not going anywhere until I’ve shot my load in your sweet little pussy.”
Virginia shook her head, shaking with reaction as she realized what was about to happen to her. She could not seem to take her eyes off his huge cock. She had foolishly thought her brother’s cock was big. But this male weapon was so large, and growing ever larger as Brother Jack fisted himself, it seemed impossible, unreal, unearthly. Like God had kept giving and giving and giving the inches accidentally.
“I can’t. It’s too big. It’s not possible.”
He dragged her forward as she tried to get away. “Now, don’t be a silly girl. I’m perfectly happy to take those photos to the church elders tonight if you want. By tomorrow, everyone in this small town will be talking about your brother’s sin.”
She stared up into his face, and knew Brother Jack was not bluffing. They could always run away, of course. She could get out of the state tonight with her brother and never come back. But it would mean Pastor Robert having to give up his dignity and Godly calling as a churchman. And he would never forgive her for that, even if he tried to understand why she had done it.
“Come on,’ Jack said persuasively, his tone softening. “I’ve seen the expression on your face when you’re sucking Pastor Robert off. You love cock, and you love cocksucking, and you love getting fucked and taking your brother’s cum. You’re a born slut, Ginny. God made you like this. So stop fighting the inevitable, and trying to look chaste and virginal. I know you’re a cumslut, I’ve seen the photos. Hell, I took the photos.”
