EroticReverie

Clark & Amy's Chapter 

Clark 

It's late and I'm eyeing the choice of location for our night together with intrigue. Cocking my brow I look to Amy, the once innocent reluctance that was there , is hardly evident these days with her. Watching her grow more and more bold, more and more of a woman, and not just a teenage girl, my student, my daughters best friend. But an actual lover, still forbidden, but a lover nonetheless. 

I never thought that night of forbidden taboos would result into something more than just that one night, of course I'd hoped for it, and as I look at the church and it's high steeple as we cross the street to Amy's church, I realize I'd prayed for it to become what it has. Although I'm sure God himself isn't in the business of granting wishes for married men to enter sexual relationships with teenage girls. Let alone granting wishes to perverts like myself that have gotten off on including his daughter in his sex life with his wife. Or maybe he is, because I have no idea how I got so lucky. How I had four women, four gorgeous women, one older, three younger. All of them...perfect. 

 Amy , the one I would have guessed would run from this all, would change her mind before anyone else, was instead becoming more and more open minded each day, more and more eager to explore the depravity. The contrast to the partial sexual deviant she's become and that innocent looking white dress she's wearing. Looking like a fucking innocent angel. The dress has capped sleeves, a modest sweetheart neckline that only shows off a teasing portion of her gorgeous firm teenage breasts. The dress has tulle beneath the skirt, making her look like a gorgeous upside cupcake with the way it fans around her, twirling around her and lifting slightly as she spins with excitement, a large smile on her face as she pulls my hand and brings me closer to the church. 

"Amy...just what are you doing little girl?" I says with a cocked smiled on my face and she scrunches her nose. 

"I'm about to sin." she says and my cock twitches in my pants at hearing those playful dirty words come from her mouth. The way she bites her lip with a devious little smoldering look in her eye. 

"oh?" I ask as we walk up the church steps and the silent night air around us blows softly at her hair that's falling down around her, pulled back at each side , half up in little white barrettes. 

"I figure it cuts my confession time in half , if I just show God my sins instead." she says and I pause. 

"You...you dont actually confess what we do..do you?" I ask, wondering if whoever say on the other side of that confession booth knew that Amy was involving herself with a married man...his wife...his daughter...

"I'm not an idiot. Of course not. I was trying to be sexy." she says and tucks her hair behind her ear. 

I smile and nod . "Just checking. And.." I say reaching out. "You never need to try baby. You just are. " I say and pull her smaller body to mine, and love the smile on her face, the way she still blushes at compliments and praise. 

"You're so fucking sexy" I whisper and slip a hand up behind her neck, and into her soft hair and tilt her head back, garnering a slight whimper from her pretty soft mouth as she looks at me with heavy eyes. 

"You've become such a good little slut for me." I whisper and she whimpers again and I soften the sound of it by putting my lips to hers and kissing her there on the front steps. Her eager hands, grabbing my shirt and pulling me into her and her mouth parting as she slips her tongue over my lips and into my mouth. 

She tasted like bubblegum, always tasted like fucking bubblegum. It was so sweet, and so fucking cute the way her mouth always tasted like candy.

"Cmon angel, let's go be bad." I smirk and she bites her lip with an eager smile and nods. 

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Amy

I pull Clark with me into the pews,  a random row somewhere in the middle on the right and he laughs as I kick down the bar to kneel and lower myself to my knees.

"That's a pretty familiar position for you, isnt it angel?" he teases me and I look up at him and grin and reach up and grab his hand and pull him down. He laughs and kneels beside me, clearly willing to play my little game with me. 

My mother and father...oh, they'd fucking die of a heart attack if they knew the things I've done with this man, and they'd die a second time if they knew what I planned on doing with him tonight in the house of their god they worshipped so much. 

"It's me again..." I say, my eyes closed , my hands clasped on the back of the bench on front of me. I can feel Clark's questioning stare on me. 

"It's been two weeks since my last confession..." I say softly and I feel Clark's hand on my lower back, and I bite my lips together fighting my grin as he slips his hands down over the puffed skirt of my dress and over my ass. 

"This is the man....." I say. 

"The one I've been a little whore for." I say and Clark groans. 

"This is the man I've been sinning with Father." I say and he slips his hand under my dress and up it slowly and I feel my toes wiggle in my shoes as he skims up my bare thigh, his hand cupping my pussy, his fingers sliding against the warmth there. Groaning when he feels that I'm already soaked with excitement. 

"He's got his filthy hand on my pussy right now." I say and Clark laughs slightly, quietly, as if there's anyone else here but us, he leans in and his free hand sweeps my hair behind my shoulder, and places a kiss on my neck at the base. 

"and what a hot little pussy it is Father" he whispers and I lick my lips, keeping my eyes closed. 

"Shouldnt have made such a magnificent angel...if you didnt want me to touch it father." he says and I inahle as his finger slips between my pussy lips and up inside of my soaked warm center. 

"oh god" I whisper. It'd been days since I'd been with Clark, and my body needed him badly. 

"Mmm, which one of us are you talking to angel?" Clark whispers and I whimper as his finger pumps, my dress rustling and I curse a soft "fuck" as I feel my sex dripping, the wet sound of a second finger joining the other inside of me and stedily pumping and fucking me. 

"Clark" I whisper his name on a gasp, finally opening my eyes and turning my head to find him grinning at me. 

"I'm your God now Amy" he whispers and the statement has me clenching my cunt around his fingers and leaning in, kissing him hard, my neck angled, his free hand grabbing at my throat, then sliding up under my jaw, holding my mouth in place. 

"I'm going to fuck your pretty pussy in front of him Amy...let him see what a little devil his pretty angel is for me" Clark says and I almost cum. The unholy shit running through my fucking mind was going to make me burn in hell. 

"Let's set this place on fire angel." he whispers against my mouth, his fingers slipping out of me. 

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Clark 

I pull her by her delicate hand to her feet and then grab her face, shoving my two soaked fingers into her mouth as I put my mouth over hers, so both of us can clean my fingers and taste her young sweet cunt on my fingers. 

"If heaven had a scent...a fucking flavor....it would be your pretty cunt." I tell her and she whimpers, her eager determination to seduce me is gone, and she's the one being seduced now as she crumbles before me, throwing herself at me, arms around my neck, pressing her hot little body against mine and kissing me fiercely. 

I grab her ass, lifting her, half hating, and half loving the mess of the tulle under the skirt of her dress, as I hold it, squeezing at it as I carry her towards the steps of the altar. 

 I stop at the steps and lower her. 

"Get on your knees and pray to me Amy" I say and she drops at the bottom of the steps to her knees and I smile as I undo my belt, her pretty eyes up on mine as I undo my pants and take my cock out and then reach out, grabbing the back of her head. 

"Recite your hail mary for your sins of being a bad little girl while you take my cock in that pretty fucking mouth" I tell her. Pulling her mouth towards me, watching her mouth wrap around me and I groan. 

"Go on...be a good girl and say it for me." I tell her. 

I had no idea the words, and even if I did, it didnt matter, cause not a single one was clear or understood as she garbles the words around my dick as she lets me fuck her mouth.  I don't go too fast, but I also don't go slow, listening her choke and gag in between words, groaning as she looks up at me, eyes watering. 

"Again" I say when she seems to have finished, groaning as she continues, moaning and speaking around my cock. 

"That's a good fucking girl Amy, now stand up." I say and she pops her wet , sloppy little mouth off my cock and stands. 

"Turn around."I say and she does, spinning and I take her zipper dragging it down her back as she pants with anticipation.

"You're such a naughty little girl." I whisper at her neck as I slip the dress down her shoulders, down her arms and let it pool at her feet, leaving her in nothing but her sweet little flat white shoes, with a strap over the top of her foot. The remind of the ones I bought for Mille when she was young for Easter. Sweet little innocent flat shoes, shiny and perfect as she spins back around and I decide she's gonna leave those shoes and those little ankle socks with the frill around the top on her feet as I fuck her in her God's house. 

"You're a bad fucking girl." I smirk and she nods, panting, her chest heaving. 

I nod towards the altar. 

"Get your hot little cunt up there, hands on the fucking altar." I growl. 

She obeys and I follow as she whimpers, hands to the altar, feet already spread apart like the good girl she is. 

"Ready to show him what a little sinner you are?" I ask, my head nudging against her cunt and she nods. I notch the head inside of her and she lets out a tiny gasp. 

"Please Clark" she whines.

"Please what Amy?" I ask. 

"Please fuck me" she cries. 

I grab my naked angel, hands to her delicious little hips and let every inch of my cock fill her as she lets out a relieved moan and curses in her soft pretty voice. 

"Good girl" I whisper. "Such a good fucking girl...so naughty...but so fucking good" 

"Who is your god now Amy?" I groan. 

"You are" she cries. I thrust harder. "you are!" she screams. 

I grunt, and start to fuck her harder, my eyes lifting and I grin to the extravagant absurdly large cross that hangs high in front of me. 

I know why she brought me here, she's been turned into a little depraved slut. Just how I wanted her. She wanted to do something even more taboo, add to the adrenaline high we get each time we're together. She wanted to fuck me in a holy place, desecrate the place she comes to once a week with her parents every Sunday. 

I grab her hair. I pull it back and she moans loudly. 

"Look at him and tell him what a nasty little whore you are for me" I groan in her ear, her cunt clenching and I can tell my girl is close. I love how easy Amy can cum on a cock, barely any clitoral stimulation needed. 

I look around her, and watch her eyes look right at the fucking cross.

"Im a nasty whore!" she cries and I grunt and pull her hair harder, my hips slamming against her ass, her hands having trouble bracing her against the power of my thrusts. I grab her head, turning it, spitting into her open moaning mouth and she licks her lips, welcoming the filth.  

"And I'm your fucking god now" I growl. Spitting again into her mouth. 

'He's my god!" she cries and I thrust deeper and wrap my arm around her mid section, to pull her hard and hold her close as I take us to the edge, whispering the filthiest shit I can think of for us to cum to. 

"Pussy like yours is worth spending an eternity in hell"

"I'd fuck you in front of the entire fucking church on a Sunday Amy, right her, bent over like a good little whore, with your parents in the front row, watching me turn their precious little girl into a dirty little sinner slut" 

"Clark!" she cries and I grunt, fucking her harder and harder. Feeling her cum around my cock and I groan loudly. 

I pull out. 

 "Time for a bit of sodomy baby" I say thumbing her asshole, spitting against it as her legs shake and she cries in an overload of pleasure, her cunt dripping and pulsing still as I spit on her tight little asshole, and bend down, licking the tight hole and listening to her sweet little moans. 

"God made me such a perfect little slut...with the best little holes" I tell her and she whimpers as I stand and nudge against her ass. 

"This hot little hole miss Daddy ?" I ask her and she nods and I grin. 

I gran ahold of her ass, and push against the tight ring and into her slowly. Slowly thrusting, letting her ass remember me, that I've been here before. 

"Mmmm, let me in this tight little ass baby" I groan as she moans as I thrust a bit faster, my cock ready to burst with how fucking tight her ass is. 

A fist in her hair, I whisper more dirty shit to her as I pick up the pace, listening to the way her breathing stalls when I go harder, her breath catching and tiny little yelps and screams coming from her as I defile her last pretty little hole in the house of god. 

"fucking angel...devil....slut....you're all of it...fucking perfect...little....whore" I thrust with each word, my cock ready to claim her, and I feel myself let loose, groaning loudly and  spilling into her. 

Panting, breathing hard and heavy , drilling my dick as far and as hard as I can as I pump my cum into her perfect ass, and I fill her with sin. Every. Fucking. Drop.