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Erotic short story from a church setting. Based on true events (from 20%). Younger ones leave this page. This story is intended for persons over 18 years of age only. Others please leave this page.

Dedicated to my best friends Frant B. from Huston (formerly Nusle) and Jirka L. from Vinohrady (formerly Moravia).

"Prepare the incense," said the father. Jirka frowned. He didn't like this activity very much. The incense smelled bad and made him sick. But what the hell. He'd become an altar boy once, and this was one of his duties. He cleaned up the burnt residue, wiped the censer (incense container) and put new pitch in it. In a few minutes the Sunday service was about to begin. Probably the most annoying part of the service ever because Jirka was not a believer. He took the altar to make his mother happy. To the eye, he was the kind of nice blond boy with a walker and horn-rimmed intellectual glasses that were worn in Hradec Králové and Pardubice in the 1990s. However, under the surface, he usually smouldered and sometimes even bubbled to the surface. For example, he sometimes covered his father's favourite petunias with a pot of urine. Now and then they wilted. Laughing, he'd secretly watch Father pray for their resurrection.

But the service had two better positives. The church had a large archive. There were many educational scrolls, including alchemical ones, and a chemical laboratory where one could experiment. And Jirka was a chemistry buff, so he had a great time there. The second thing was that the cramped quarters of the church and the rigid morality there was a magnet for girls. They would follow him to the archives, the lab, or help clean the church and organ. The organ is mentioned separately because behind it was the only place in the nave of the church where there was privacy.

Franta was a good boy with good parents and a believing father. Unlike Jirka, he was deeply religious. Well, deeply. Sometimes deeply, sometimes less deeply. He'd recently turned 16 and had never touched a girl. He always used to sit in the back row. Not to hide, but out of modesty, because he felt the closest to God and the altar should be the most deserving of the community, the oldest. Today Madla sat next to him. She smiled at him and greeted his father, who sat a few pews in front.

Father greeted his sheep. He greeted them with a refreshing and motivating speech and was about to begin his explanation on the subject. Other peoples around us. He was interrupted, however, by ten-year-old Tonda, who spoke up. "Yes, Tony," the priest challenged him. "Father, my classmates at school say it's enough if I go to church until just before I die?"

"Many of you know the parable of the vineyard, don't you?", the priest gave his sheep a questioning look.

While many, especially the older ones, nodded in support of their father and to prove their religious attention, Madla leaned forward, put her head on the church pew and began to look at Franta. He didn't know what was going on, but he sensed something unusual. He swallowed nervously and ticked his eyes from the Bible to the priest and Madla. Franta was sitting on the edge of the pew and Madla was bent over so Franta's hands couldn't be seen. She took his hand slowly and guided it up her thigh and under her skirt. She pressed his palm against her pussy and urged him to massage it with circular motions. Franta flushed redder than ever and immediately buried his eyes in his bible. He couldn't look at anyone at that moment. Fortunately, the padre was attending to the parable of the vineyard and the others to the padre. The girl guided Franta under her damp panties. He didn't have the desired experience, but instinctively ran his fingers over her pussy and occasionally slipped one or 2 inside. After a while, Madla began to breathe rapidly into the bible on the table in front of her and her cunt tightened around Frant's fingers. Then she pulled his hand away and adjusted her skirt. She didn't even look at him.

Jirka always looked forward to the end of Sunday mass. It was Sunday school. And Berenika and Tereza would sometimes drop by to see him in the lab they had all to themselves. Today only Berenika came. She took off her panties and bent over the desk in front of him. She kept her dress pulled up. He walked over to her and wanted to roll them up.

"Let me. What are you doing?" she fumed. He pulled her hands away and forcibly pulled up her dress. He knelt behind her, spread her pussy and began to lick it. She moaned softly as his tongue flicked past her labia. He added a finger and then two. He did this to her for about 2 minutes, but just before she came, he dropped everything.

"No, finish it." She yelled pleadingly.

"Only with my dick," said Jirka firmly.

"No, I'm afraid I'll be pregnant," Berča bargained. "I'd rather suck you off."

"Okay," Jirka agreed, letting her latch onto his aroused member.

She really tried. Once she was gently caressing it for a while, then she pushed it deep into her throat. She didn't want him to squirt it into her vagina. At times Jirka had to work to keep it up, but he wouldn't miss her pussy. He pulled his cock out of her mouth. Berca already knew she couldn't get away with it. She lay on her back and spread her legs. Jirka slowly slid his cock into her so he wouldn't hurt her. He stretched her a little and then began to thrust hard. She began to moan loudly. He had to put a clean rag in her mouth so it wouldn't be heard. For the next ten minutes he spared her no effort.

He made himself into a test tube and said: "Here are your vitamins." Bercha drank it obediently and spread her legs again. Jirka spread her open, licking and stroking under her pubic bone with his fingers until her pussy began to writhe in orgasm. They cuddled in each other's embrace for a moment longer and then parted.

"Tell Tereza she has something to fix," Jirka reminded.

Terezka arrived at the archive the next day.

"I'm sorry," she said to Jirka.

Jirka closed the book, took off his altar glasses and walked over to Tereza. He rolled up her dress and his hand ran down her ass to her lap. He stroked her for a moment and then draped her over the church archivist's desk.

"Take off your panties," he ordered her, and Teresa did so.

He took the leather noose, examined her asshole for a moment, and then swished.

"Aaaaaa" cried Theresa.

"That's not how it would work," said Jirka, taking off his shirt and putting it in her mouth like a gag.

The next spanking was accompanied only by a muffled gasp of pain.

"Hmmm ... hmmm aaa", Terka moaned softly.

Suddenly, Jirka made a bad shot and Terka yelled, "No, not in the poke."

That's got him pretty riled up. He pulled out a hand-carved wooden stake with a diameter of 3.5cm hidden in a drawer. He had Teresa salivate on it, and then he gently pushed it into her ass. Teresa just whimpered again. The wooden stake was followed immediately by the penis in her pussy. It wasn't completely wet yet, so he salivated a little.

Jirka was really fucking Terka bent over the table. They both chatted for a few minutes. He pulled the stake out of her ass and spread her asshole. "Push," he told her. Terka did so and her asshole opened up nicely. At that, Jirko's log drove into her.

Terka gave a muffled gasp of pain and excitement. Jirka was regularly and long shoving it back and forth to spread it before a good fucking. Occasionally he would take it out and spread her ass cheeks to check that her ass was holding itself open. After about ten minutes he was satisfied. He inspected her spread asshole for a while and then began to forcefully pump into her until he filled her with hot cum, which then flowed out of her spread asshole. It was a beautiful sight, but he couldn't enjoy it undisturbed because he had to catch the cum in a handkerchief to prevent it from coming into contact with her pussy.

Terka pulled up her panties. They talked for a while about what was new and then they said goodbye. Jirka stayed in the archive.

Franta didn't know what to do. It was his first intimate encounter with a girl. He was a little embarrassed and didn't tell anyone.

... continued in next article

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