“I know some things that every father will enjoy,” Lucas said confidently. “And it’s all in here.” He tapped the leather-bound Bible on his desk.
“Really?” She piped. “I read the Bible all the time. What part is it?”
He smiled as he thought quickly. “Well, my child, since I am a priest, I have a special Bible. The, uh, priest’s edition, that’s right. And it has some extra things in it.”
“Wow,” Her pretty eyes were wide in wonder. “Can I see it?”
“Oh, I’m afraid not,” He said forbiddingly. “You need to be a priest to read it. But I can read some of it to you that I think might help with your problem.”
“Thank you Father, that’s so kind!” She bobbed in excitement, bouncing her generous chest. “I always follow the Bible’s advice.”
“Okay, let’s see now,” He flicked through to a random page, tilting the book so she couldn’t see it. “Here we go. The Book of, uh, Fellatius.”
“Wow.” She breathed.
He pretended to read, putting on the voice he used in the readings in Mass.
“‘And lo, any girl who despaireth at her father’s attention, she will go to her priest and he will tell her these truths. If she followeth his advice, she will knoweth success.'”
“Wow,” She said again. “It’s like it’s written for me.”
“Yes, it’s amazing,” He said. “Now the book offers some advice on what to do: ‘The girl who wisheth for her father to giveth her attention, she shall taketh off her clothes, so that he may see her as she was borneth.'”
“Um, my clothes?” Madison said uncertainly. “You mean, I should let Daddy see me… naked?”
“That’s the advice of the scriptures, my child,” He said, his boner already uncomfortable. “How about we, uh, practice?”
“Practice?”
“Yes. You can, uh, take your clothes off and, um, pretend I’m your father. It’s okay, I’m your priest.”
Madison looked very uncertain, glancing down at her body.
“I don’t know. It’s a bit embarrassing.”
“Oh, don’t be silly, my child,” He said jovially, his face hot. “I’m a priest, I see naked people all the time. And it’s the advice of the Word of God. You want to make things right with your father, don’t you?”
“Oh yes, Father.”
“Then take off your clothes. You can do it, just stand up and take them all off.”
The beautiful redhead stood up, biting her lip with indecision. She looked very cute standing there, pneumatic figure in her stretched uniform, big green eyes sparkling. She stayed that way for a long moment and Lucas wondered if she was going to refuse. Then she began quickly unbuttoning her blouse, not meeting his eye.
“Yes, that’s right.” He said. The eighteen year old finished the buttons and slipped the shirt over her shoulders. He couldn’t suppress a gasp at the sight of the huge young breasts straining at a polka-dotted bra. Madison didn’t notice, she was unzipping her skirt. It fell to the ground, showing off firm creamy thighs and pink panties. Her stomach was flat and smooth, her waist surprisingly narrow. She stopped and glanced at him.
“Keep going,” He said throatily. “I… uh, I mean, your father, will want you to take it all off.”
She hesitated, blushing redly, before reaching behind herself and unclipping her bra. The priest’s breath caught and his cock throbbed as the firm young orbs were revealed, huge and round, the nipples wide and erect. Madison bent as she slid her panties down her legs and over her feet, the ponderous breasts swaying. He saw that her sparse pubic hair was the same fiery red as her head.
The teenager stood in front of him naked, blushing, not looking at him. It was a lot to take in. Lucas stared and moaned absently, cock and balls tight in his pants.
“Um, Father?” She said timidly, squirming. “Is that it?”
“Hmmm?”
“Is that all I have to do?”
“Oh, um, well,” He picked up the Bible, tearing his eyes away from her. “No, um, my child. The scripture goes on. ‘The girl who, um, taketh off her clothes, um, her priest must, er, checketh her for, er, purity.'”
“What does that mean?” She asked tremulously.
“Well, just stay there, Madison, and I’ll, um, check you.” Lucas stood and moved towards the voluptuous teen, his hands itching in anticipation. She shrank away from him a little, her eyes wide.
“It’s okay, my child. I’m a priest.”
“Okay.” She submitted, staying still. He cupped a huge tit in each hand, feeling the firm flesh warm in his palms. She made a little noise of surprise and he had to restrain a massive urge to whip out his cock and fuck her right then. Instead he moaned and squeezed the tits gently, fingers sinking into the fair skin.
“Oh yeah, very nice.” He breathed.
“Thank you, Father.” She responded primly, not understanding.
His thumbs rolled over the curves of her chest and caressed the wide nipples, feeling the rubbery tips and flicking them. The girl made another noise of surprise, her saucer eyes rapt on the fingers groping her. Lucas was having trouble not drooling on her. They were the best tits he’d ever seen, and the cute little face watching him just made it even hotter.
“Very nice,” He said again. “Now, turn around, my child. I’ve got to, uh, check your back, too. Yes.”
Madison obeyed, glad to be free of the clammy grasp. She had no time to be relieved, as the priest’s hands renewed their assault, this time on her buttocks. He was holding each of her tight round cheeks in his hands, rubbing them and squeezing. It was not terribly pleasant, but Madison figured that if it was in the Bible, she could find the strength to endure it.
Lucas could feel his cock hot and eager now, this little teenage minx was too much.
“Now, I’ll, uh, check your, um, yeah.” He said in her ear. Madison found herself pulled against the priest’s body, his hands on her hips. A sort of hard bar was poking between her buttocks. The hands slid down to her thighs and one of them went in between them. She gasped as the fingers brushed through the scanty hair and encountered the sensitive lips on her vagina.
“Oh, Father, what are you doing?”
“Sssh. Just checking.” He said roughly. A finger was moving up and down the soft lips, sending little thrills up her body. She squeaked as the finger curled and pushed between them. She felt the digit going inside her, curving up into the virgin passage. Father Bland moaned in her ear and she felt the hard thing twitching against her backside. After a minute his hands moved up to her breasts again.
“Oooh, yes,” He said, breathing hard. “How about we, uh, see what else the Good Book has to say?”
He picked up the Bible and tried to focus. God, her body was amazing. So fresh and firm.
“Yes, uh, here it is. ‘Now the girl shall kneeleth before her priest, and, uh, sucketh his penis’.”
“Suck his penis?” She asked. “What’s a penis?”
“I’ll show you. Kneel down, my child.”
The naked teenager reluctantly knelt down in front of him. Her eyes went to his crotch and widened as he undid his pants and pulled out his cock. It was already fully erect and throbbing.
“Oh my goodness,” She exclaimed. “What is it?”
“Suck it, my child,” He insisted, shoving it at her face. “Suck it.”
“But but it looks weird.”
“Suck it. The Bible tells you to suck it.”