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he would stop but this was instantly driven from my mind as
his hands suddenly gripped harder and he thrust back into me in one
hard motion, his balls making a slapping sound on my ass before
briefly coming to rest again.
As he built up pace and the wet
sounds of his cock pounding into my pussy filled the small room I
felt my breasts begin to bounce in time with each of his thrusts. I
briefly remembered the day I’d signed up for this course and how my
tits had made it so hard to run without a bra. I grasped at my
chest with my hands, steadying my breasts and I pinched my nipples,
adding to the sensations rushing into my overstimulated body from
his hot and throbbing cock. I looked down at him and could have
sworn he was almost glowing with a bright white light just under
his skin. It was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.
With each thrust I pinched at
myself until I felt another orgasm just out of reach. There was no
denying that Father Hanson was shining with a strange and bright
white light now, I had to close my eyes against it, beautiful or
not. The light shone through my eyelids, filtering through the thin
barrier and ending up a reddish brown to my closed eyes and still
his majestic cock sawed in and out of me at a feverish pace.
My body strained for the
promised pleasure, so close now, and I ceased being a passive
partner in the sex. My pussy gripped at him, eager to extract the
ecstasy I knew could be mine despite the enormous girth. I heard
him grunt in response and felt a moment of elation as a modicum of
power became mine before my orgasm hit me, washing away all
thoughts and all but the most basic emotion of lust.
I opened my eyes and immediately
shut them again. All that could be seen was the white light of
Father Hanson like I was floating in a lightning bolt and the slap
of his balls on my ass was like a clap of thunder, shaking me with
pleasure. In the midst of my orgasm I felt Father Hanson thrust
deeper inside me than any thrust before it and sigh. The head of
his cock pushed at my cervix again and I felt his hot seed spurt
directly into my fertile womb, time and again until I could feel it
pooling inside me.
As my orgasm faded and I floated
back down to earth Father Hanson pulled out of me and I opened my
eyes. The light was gone but I didn’t feel cold or empty anymore,
some of that warm thrumming energy remained inside me, I could feel
it there. Father Hanson was reaching for something else on the
little table. He held it up and showed it to me, it looked like a
strangely shaped dildo of some kind with a wide base.
Before I could think to ask what
it was for, he was inserting it into my quivering slit and I
realised it was there to make sure no seed escaped or was wasted.
He pulled up his pants and did up his shirt, his eyes never leaving
mine, which were partially closed with exhaustion. Moving from
between my legs and to the side of the bed I was on, he bent down
and I heard a lever being pulled. Suddenly the bed was on a slight
incline with my ass and legs raised to be higher than my head.
Father Hanson wiped the sweat from my brow with a cloth he had
picked up from somewhere and then kissed me on the forehead.
“Sleep and conceive in peace, my
child, the Lord is pleased with you this day.”
I felt so proud of myself, I
didn’t think my own Dad had ever thought I would be good enough in
the eyes of the Lord but I now knew I was more than good enough, I
was part of his grand plan. I closed my eyes and drifted off to
sleep, feeling that wonderful warmth spreading outwards.
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