“Oh, really?” Diana asked, watching him as he unzipped his pants and slid them down his legs. His dick, still stiff and red from Heather’s mouth, twitched in the air. It was a beautiful feeling to stare at this teenager’s tits as she stared at his boner.
“How about you come over here, Diana?” He asked, giving his cock a slow stroke.
“Um, I guess so,” Diana said. She got up and walked reluctantly around the desk, standing over him. “Am I, um, sucking on it again?”
“Actually I’ve got something else in mind,” He said, his mouth watering as he looked at her proud young chest. “Take off your shirt.”
“Okay,” She said, not surprised. He watched as she undid her buttons and took it off, showing again those wonderfully round breasts in a lacy bra. “Should I take off this too?”
“Yes, please.” Now she stuck her chest out as she reached behind herself. He could see the play of muscles across her stomach, she was so fit. The underwear came loose and the gorgeous tits were revealed, no sag to them at all, just smooth round young flesh. He had to stop stroking his dick as he felt it throb hard. No sense in cumming now, he thought.
She placed her bra neatly on the desk and stood over him in just her skirt, the unconscious sexuality unbelievable.
“So, um, what am I doing with your cock, Father?”
Another throb from his dick. Lucas could barely speak he was so turned on. He cleared his throat and tried to control himself.
“Squat down right here.” He said. The stunning teen obeyed, crouching between his legs and looking curiously at his bare erection. He reached over and opened his desk drawer, taking out a small bottle.
“Why is your cock smaller than Daddy’s?” She asked sweetly, peering at it so closely his pubes were tickled by her breath.
“Never mind that,” He said. “Now straighten up. I’m going to put this on your chest.”
He felt almost frantic as he squirted lube all over his hands and placed his palms on the big, fantastically firm tits. She shivered at his touch but stayed still, watching his hands as he moved them over her breasts. The lube made them shiny and slippery, her nipples hardening as he rubbed them. Oh Lord, they were perfect. He had never felt such proof of God’s majesty as these young tits.
The schoolgirl gasped as he accidentally squeezed a bit too hard. She was biting her lip, obviously not that happy with being pawed by his greasy hands.
“Now, uh, I’ll show you a trick,” He said, still clutching her rack. “I’m sure it’ll, uh, make you like cocks even more.”
She didn’t answer, just looked at him. She looked a bit upset. He let go of her breasts and leant back in his chair, his cock standing up stiffly.
“Now lean forward, my child, and squish my cock between your breasts. Yes, just like that. You’ll have to hold them together. Ooooh, yeeees.”
He moaned incoherently as the hot young breast meat closed around his boner. Her skin was warm and wet with lube. His cock totally disappeared between the tits, which Diana was holding together with both hands, frowning.
“I don’t know, Father,” She said uncertainly. “It feels weird.”
“Oooh, you’re doing so well, my child,” He gasped. “Now, I want you to move yourself so your breasts go up and down. Yes, like that. Keep my cock in there. Yes, Diana, like that!”
The wet tits were wanking his dick as Diana’s fit body worked her chest up and down, making little sounds of effort. Her tits were so firm they felt like a vice of pleasure holding him from all sides, pushing their heat into his loins. Lucas found himself moaning and groaning as he watched the perfect boobs working on his cock and the beautiful teen face above them.
Diana was starting to feel the burn in her abs and lower back from the constant bobbing motion. Still, this was actually pretty fun. She had to stop herself from laughing and put on the pouty face that the Father had taught her to use when she was doing things with cocks. Father Bland’s cock felt very hard and hot between her breasts, making her wonder what her Daddy’s cock would feel like there. She hoped she’d get to find out soon, she was sure his would feel much better.
She looked up at the priest’s face, all red and sweaty, his eyes staring at her chest. He was moaning and shivering, as though he was sick, his breathing very heavy. It would really be good if the cum came out soon, she was starting to feel a bit sore.
“Okay, okay, stop,” Father Bland said suddenly. “Stop now, Diana. Oh my goodness, that was good.”
She straightened up and stretched her back, looking at the throbbing red cock.
“I did okay?” She asked happily.
“Oh yes,” He breathed. She forced herself not to recoil as his hands grabbed her chest and squeezed. “Lord, your tits are perfect.”
“Thank you, Father. Oo, that pinches.”
“Sorry,” He said, releasing her nipples. “Now, Diana, uh, I think we need to really, um, get you over your fear of cock. Yes, that’s it.”
She looked down at the greasy red thing pulsing in front of her.
“But I’m not afraid, Father.”
“Yes you are, my dear. If you weren’t afraid of cock, you would have made me cum already.”
“But you told me to st-”
“Now don’t interrupt me,” He chided. “I know what I’m talking about. If you want to please your father, you have to, uh, be totally comfortable with cock. Everywhere.”
She looked up at him, not understanding. She didn’t think she was afraid of cocks anymore, especially not her father’s beautiful one. Still, it was true that she hadn’t made Father Bland cum with her breasts. Maybe she did need to improve.
“Okay, now stand up,” She obeyed, standing over him in her skirt, socks and school shoes. “Now turn around and lean on the desk. Yes, that’s right.”
Diana felt a bit weird. She was standing bent at the waist, her hands flat on the wooden desk. She looked around as she heard Father Bland get up. He stood looking at her bottom for a moment with his cock wobbling, then he took hold of her hips and moved her about until her back was arched, her bottom sticking out. It wasn’t all that comfortable, but she didn’t complain.
“Now, my child, we’re going to face your fears. I’m going to put my cock in you.”
“What do you mean?” She asked.