JOINING THE CHURCH – PART TWO

Feature Writer: John B
Feature Title: Joining the church / Part 2
Story Codes: Mg, Nepi, Toddler, Oral, WS, Cum
Contact: jbaz1967@yahoo.com

 

Joining the church / Part 2

I awoke Monday morning – my cock hard as a rock. I thought of little Miranda and what I did with her at church yesterday. This caused me to go back to the first time I molested a little girl. It was my daughter Amy. I put some lotion on my cock and started to stroke it as my memory replayed the experience. Amy was four. I had never acted on my lust for children before.

I had always looked and watched for opportunities for a flash, but I feared the consequences of doing it. My wife (whom I am now divorced from) was going out for the night. So, it was my duty to give Amy a bath before bed. I started the water and got it to the correct temperature. I undressed Amy. And just like in the past, my cock stirred seeing her little naked body.

I really got turned on by her puffy little pussy. As I removed her cotton panties, my nosed filled with her little girl scent. This notched my cock up to another level of hardness that was now becoming uncomfortable in my pants. I picked her up and sat her in the bath. She instantly grabbed her toys and started playing, giggling as she did. After a bit, it was time to wash her. I never used a wash cloth as I wanted to feel her skin. I washed her face and rinsed it. I lathered up her chest feeling her little nipples get hard as my fingers passed over them.

My hands moved down further, passing her pussy to her legs. I stood her up and turned her around. My fingers moving into her little ass crack. It was a pleasure to feel her little star on the tips of my fingers. I sat her back down in the bath and applied more soap to my hands. I moved to her pussy – making sure it was VERY clean. This time was different though, she pushed her hips into my fingers. My little Amy was enjoying this? I decided to test this out again, and my soapy fingers moved back into her slit. Again, she pushed into my fingers.

“Amy, does that feel good when I wash you there?”

“Yes daddy, it does.”

“Would you like daddy to keep doing that?”

She looked up at me with those brown eyes.

“Yes daddy.”

I could not believe it! I was going to molest my little girl, and she was going to like it! My fingers moved into her slit – finding her small swollen clit. I began to lightly rub it. She pushed her hips forward. I looked down at her face. Her eyes were squinting as the pleasure overtook her. I started to move all around her little vagina. The whole time, she was paralyzed by the feeling it was making in her body. I wanted to move this out of the bathroom. I stopped rubbing her and told her it was time to get out of the bath and ready for bed. I dried her off slowly – my hand caressing her. I put her fresh cotton panties on and her nighty.

“Okay Amy, go to your bedroom. Daddy will be there in a little bit to tuck you in.”

She ran off to her room. I poured a glass of water and went into her bedroom. She was sitting up in her bed.

“I love you daddy so much!”

“Awww baby, I love you too!” I replied. “Amy, how much did you like what daddy was doing to you in the bath?”

“A lot daddy. It really felt good!” She began to giggle.

“Daddy would like to try something else with you in your bed.” I continued. “Would you like to try?”

“Oh yes daddy!”

“Okay baby, lay down in your bed.” I soothed.

Amy laid down in her bed, her nighty up high enough to show her panties. I moved her to the side of the bed. I was on my knees, kneeling at the edge. I removed her panties and pushed her nighty up and out of the way. I placed her feet at the edge of the bed and spread her legs. What lay before me was the best sight I had ever seen in my life. Her cunny was so small. It was very pink inside. I could not see her hole due to the inner lips sealed together with the moisture that was there. I took my fingers and spread her inner lips apart. Her hole was barely the sized of my pinky finger.

Spreading even more revealed her hymen, the very thing that should be saved for daddy’s only. I moved my head down and I started to suck and lick her sweet cunny. The taste was like nothing I have ever tasted. It was clean with a very light salty taste. She moved her hips up pushing against her daddy’s face. With one hand, I released my hard cock and started to stroke it as I ate the sweetest pussy in the world. She was making little grunting noises. The excitement was too much and I started to cum all over the side of her bed. I moaned into her little cunt. I was drained I stopped eating her. I looked down and the cum was dripping onto the carpet.

“Daddy, I really liked that.”

“Baby, we will do so much more but you have to promise me something…”

“What daddy?” “This has to be our secret forever. Nobody, not even mommy, can know about this.”

“Oh daddy, I will never tell.” She said in her child voice.

My mind came back to the present day as I started to shoot my cum. I came so hard it hit me in the face. God, I could not wait until next Sunday to see my little two-year-old lover again – my little white trash Miranda! Sunday arrived. I was so excited.

Today I was going to make Miranda suck my cock. I got dressed and headed out. As I drove to the church, I thought how nice it would be to get Miranda back to my place. I would have plenty of time with her as I was retired. I am only fifty-three, but handled my money well. This leaves me with a lot of time to myself. I go fishing and hiking a lot, but I would rather be filling my pedo desires with little ones like Miranda. As I entered the church, Pastor Williams met up with me.

“How was your week John?”

“It was really good Pastor.” I replied. “How was yours?”

“Normal week. Nothing special. I got some feedback from the parents of the children you teach.”

“What did they say Pastor?”

“They said their kids were happy and seemed to have a good time. They really liked the handouts that they colored.”

“Well, I want to keep teaching them about our Lord, Pastor. I think it stays with them longer when they have something to take home with them.” *Really it just keeps them busy while the molesting goes on* I thought to myself.

“Keep up the good work John, we are all very happy that you’re here to help us.”

I entered the classroom and waited for the children to come. I had the handout ready, as I wanted more time to spend with Miranda. The class started to fill, and then I saw Miranda enter. She had on the same dress from last week and it did not look like it had been washed. We sang some Sunday school songs and I passed out the handouts. I brought Miranda’s to her and whispered in her ear.

“Hello sweetie. How are you today?”

“I’m gwood John.” she replied in her little child voice. “My brifday is next week. I’m gonna be fwee!”

“Oh my! You are getting to be a big girl Miranda. Three years old next week.”

She smiled at me. I watched to make sure the little tikes had all started to color. I went to Miranda and kneeled by her.

“Would you like special time with me honey, just like last week?”

She nodded. I took her by the hand and led her to the closet. I got on my knees and held her.

“Miranda, have you ever kissed like a big girl?”

Miranda shook her head back and forth – indicating that she had not.

“Would you like me to teach you? I mean next week you’re going to be three years old and that is pretty big.”

“Yeff!” She said with an excited tone. I brought my face to hers. Her facial features were so tiny. I lightly kissed her lips. She giggled.

“That twickles John.”

I smiled and came back in for another one. This time I lingered longer – my lips working on hers. My tongue pushed softly into her moist opening. She opened her mouth – letting my tongue invade her sweet little face hole. Our tongues met, and I started to move it around. She started to mimic the movement clumsily, trying to match what I was doing. As we kissed, I moved my hand under her skirt. This week she had on cotton panties. I moved my fingers – finding her slit. Her panties were soaked. I brought my wet fingers to my nose and sniffed. Piss filled my nostrils.

My cock now raging hard needing a release. I stopped kissing Miranda and pushed my dirty pissy fingers into her mouth. She accepted them like a good little toddler slut should. I pulled my cock out of my pants, it was hard and ready. Miranda was going to suck my cock whether she liked it or not. My cock met her lips, and she looked up at me with uncertainty. I was so lost in my lust. I pushed my cock into Miranda’s lips. Her mouth opened instinctively, taking my fat pedo cock into her moist, oral cavity.

My hips moved back and forth – face fucking my sweet little prize. I would occasionally push my cock to the back of her throat. She would gag – her eyes watering.

“You’re a good little cocksucker Miranda.” I encouraged her.

She just looked up at me with those tearful eyes. I loved taking this, not caring what she thought or even if she wanted it. I am a nice man, but my pedo lust sometimes gets the better of me. I grabbed her head and started pulling it in and out. My balls started to tighten, but it was too early. I want to enjoy this longer. I pulled my cock out of her mouth. She was breathing heavily – with spit and drool dripping from her chin.

“Okay you little cocksucker…now lick my balls!”

I lifted my cock and pointed to them. Reluctantly, she stuck her baby tongue out and started licking my balls.

“God Miranda…you are such a good little slut!”

She didn’t respond, but kept licking my ball sack. I took my cock and shoved it back into her mouth, and I started to fuck it again – using her like a Fleshlight. The drool poured from her moist little mouth – getting the front of her dirty blue dress nice and wet! I couldn’t hold back any longer… I shot my load into her mouth – hitting the back of her tiny throat! I pushed my cock further in, as my last shot of cum invaded her tonsils. She was gagging. Cum started to push out around my cock, dripping all over her. I pulled my cock out, and smeared the cum soaked head all over her cute little face. She started to swallow the cum that was in the back of her throat.

“Good girl…” I encouraged her. “What a big girl you are!”

I gave her a big smile. I wanted her to know she did a good job. With cum still dripping from her lips, she looked up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes.

“I’m a big gwirl!” she said as she gagged again.

“Yes you are Miranda. You’re ready to turn three now.”

I picked up a towel and wiped off as much of the cum and spit as I could from her face, neck, and dress. I told her to stay in the closet. My mind worked up a plan to get her to my house. I wanted to fuck her so bad, but I needed a private place to do it. I handed her my tablet to keep her occupied. I went back into the classroom, only a few minutes left to go. I told the other children how good their coloring was and how proud Jesus was of them. All the kids scurried out. I waited about fifteen minutes, and then I opened the closet door.

“Come on out Miranda.” She came out of the closet with my tablet in her hands.

“Where are all the other kwids?”

“Oh my Miranda, you missed your bus.” She started to tear up. “It’s okay baby, I will help you get home.”

She smiled and looked up at me. I took her by the hand and led her out of the classroom. I went and found Pastor Williams.

“Hello Pastor, it looks like little Miranda here missed her bus.”

“Oh my John, we will find someone to get her home.”

“Pastor, it will not be an inconvenience to take her home, beside I would like to be witness to her mom.”

“What a great idea John, yes go see Kathleen, she has all of the addresses for the children.”

“Thanks Pastor. See you next Sunday.”

I went to Kathleen’s office. Kathleen was in her early thirty’s. She had a natural beauty to her. The sun dress she had on was exposing her figure. I would definitely fuck her if the opportunity ever arose. After some small talk and asking her for the address she handed it to me. Hand in hand Miranda and I went out to my car. I buckled her up and we drove off.

My cock getting hard as we did. Miranda looked around my car. I drove a 2015 Cadillac XTS, I’m sure she had never been in a car like this.

“I wike your car John.”

“Thank you Miranda. I really like you.”

Her cheeks went red and she smiled. We pulled into the trailer park driveway. What a shit hole I thought to myself. Some of the trailers were condemned and not in use. I found Lot twenty-six and pulled to the side of it. I got out of my car and went to the passenger side. I unbuckled Miranda and took her out of the car.

She ran ahead of me and went into the trailer. I followed and walked up the steps to the entrance. Holy fuck! I have seen some dirty places, but this was the worst I have ever seen. This took on a whole new meaning of filth. Laying on the couch unconscious was her mother.

She was about 5′ 2″ and around 95 lbs. Her arms black and blue from shooting up. She had one leg on the couch and one leg off. Her skirt was up and I could see she had no panties on. Her hairy nasty cunt looking at me. Nothing about her was pretty or sexy. What a waste of fucking life I thought to myself.

“Mommy, mommy!”

Miranda shook her mom trying to wake her up. She did not respond. Miranda went and started playing with some toys on the floor. I decided to look around. I found Miranda’s bedroom. A dirty mattress sat on the floor, stained from her wetting herself at night. It had no sheets and the room smelled of urine. Dirty clothes laid out on the carpet. Panties with dried piss stains on her bed and floor. I went into her mom’s bedroom; again a mattress on the floor, and used condoms next to the bed. It would not surprise me if she was pimping herself out for her habit. If I did not have plans for Miranda I would have called CPS, but then she would be taken and I would never see her again. Instead I could use this situation to my advantage.

Miranda’s mom needed money for her habit, I know this would be a bargaining chip, plus the threat of turning her into CPS would be the icing on the cake. I pulled a chair up next to the couch where Miranda’s mom was passed out. I positioned it so that I was facing where her head was.

“Miranda sweetie come here.”

Miranda ran over to me and looked up. I bent over, picked her up and placed her on my lap. Her back was against my stomach. I took her legs and place one over each of my legs. Her legs were stretched apart. I lifted her dress up exposing her filthy cotton panties. My cock stretching out hard at this scene. I was going to molest Miranda right in front of her junkie mom. I was not worried if she woke up, what really could she do? I had this bitch in the palm of my hands, her daughter was going to belong to me and my sexual desires whether she liked it or not. My fingers found Miranda’s wet, pissy panties. I pushed her panties into her slit. Miranda arched forward, pushing my fingers harder into her little cunny. God what a sexy little slut Miranda was. Soon I would fuck her. I would take her virginity by force. But for now, I just wanted to toy with her. I placed my fingers on the edge of her panties and pulled them to the side.

My fingers finding her urine soaked cunt. I pushed them into her wet slit. I pulled them out and brought my fingers to my nose. The scent was overwhelming. Most people would not be able to take it in without gagging but I loved it. I placed them in my mouth tasting her sweet, dirty cunny. My finger went back inside her slit now, finding her little button. I started to rub it. Up and down, and back and forth – fingering the clitty of my new little lover. My finger pushing further down finding her opening, the very opening I would stretch when I had her alone at my place.

My finger pushed inside… “Owwwwww!” she cried.

My lips moved to her ear. “Shhhhhhh baby…” I whispered. “Be a big girl like you where earlier.”

I soothed as my finger began going deeper. Miranda started to cry as I invaded her insides with one digit. Her cunny was so fucking tight, it gripped my finger hard. Tears rolled down Mirandas cheeks, but she did not move or try to get away.

“Miranda, you’re my whore.” I said to her.

Miranda was unaware of what that meant. I reached between her legs and pulled my zipper down, releasing my fat pedo cock. With one hand, I molested Miranda’s cunny with the other I stroked my cock between her legs. She just looked down and stared at my fat cock, the one that a few hours earlier was filling her little mouth with hot pedo cum. I felt myself getting close. I pushed hard into her cunny as my balls tightened. My cock pointing straight out. Rope after rope of cum shot hard from my cock landing on Miranda’s mom’s thin face.

I continued jerking draining every bit of cum from my cock, my finger still in Miranda’s slit. I watched my cum drip down the bitches face onto the couch. I lifted Miranda up off my lap and put my cock away. I pulled the chair back and started to laugh. I could not help it, I found it funny looking at the poor excuse for a mom, face covered in cum. After an hour or so, Miranda’s mom finally started to stir. Miranda ran over to her.

“Mommy, mommy your waking up.”

Miranda’s mom’s eyes barely opened to see her daughter.

“Hi baby.” she said in a groggy voice.

She patted Mirandas tummy not noticing me at first. Her eyes opened more and she saw me sitting on the chair.

“What the fuck, who the fuck are you?”

Her consciousness coming to, knowing a stranger was in her trailer. She grabbed Miranda and sat up on the couch.

“Hello, my name is John. I am Miranda’s Sunday school teacher.” I said in a pleasant tone.

“Oh, well…hello John, Miranda could not stop talking about you last week.” She replied, still looking at me with uncertainty.

“Well, she has been a pleasure, and what is your name?”

“Cathy.” She looked like she was starting to relax a bit. ”

Well, nice to meet you Cathy.” I got up offer my hand.

She reluctantly took my hand and shook it. I went back to my chair and sat.

“What are you doing here?” She asked.

“Well Miranda missed her bus and I brought her back home. I wanted to make sure that she got in and I noticed that you did not wake up so I decided to stay here until you did.”

“Okay, well I am up now so you can go. Thank you for bringing her home.”

“NO.” I said sternly. “I have a few things to talk to you about.”

“What could you possible need to talk about?” She replied – her voice starting to rise.

I was thinking to myself, do I just blurt it out. “I want to take your daughter home and fuck her little cunny until it is raw and bleeds. “No,” I thought to myself, but somewhere in the middle would work.

“See Cathy, I think we can come to an agreement.”

Cathy giving me a puzzled look.

“I don’t turn you in to CPS and in turn you let me take Miranda home for a few days.”

“Fuck off you pervert!” She blurted.

“Really?” I replied – taking my phone from my pocket.

“No, don’t call!” She said with a panicked voice.

“Well then Cathy, what will it be?”

“Listen John, I know I am not a fit mother, but I don’t want to lose her. I need money, and if you give me some then we might have a deal.”

“Might have a deal? Come now Cathy we WILL have a deal.”

My voice stern and unshaking, making her understand completely I had the upper hand here.

“Okay yes. Then it’s a deal.” She said with a raised voice.

I smiled a big grin at her, she put her hand to her face noticing something was stuck on it. She had felt this before after waking up from some guys after they did a circle jerk around her. She did not say anything though, wondering how in the world she got cum on her face.

“Well, how much are you going to give me?”

Wow it did not take long for her to come to the realization that she was going to whore her toddler out for drug money. I pulled two hundred dollars from my wallet and tossed it on the table.

“I’m sure this will do for a few days.” I said.

I stopped looking at her and starred at Miranda, her cute face looking back at me. Cathy’s eyes got wide and she exposed a slight grin.

“Okay Cathy it’s a deal. I will have Miranda back in a few days.”

Cathy just looked up at me and nodded. I went to the couch and picked Miranda up. She grabbed my neck and held on.

“You’re going to come stay with me for a few days sweetie.” I said in a sing song voice – smiling at her.

“Yeah!” she excitedly said.

“Bwye mommy, I go to John’s howse.”

Cathy did not say a word. She picked the money up off the table, picked up her cell phone, and started to call someone. I walked out of the trailer with my prize, my toddler whore in my arms. I buckled her in the seat and we drove away. My cock started to get hard again knowing what was coming soon.

THE END OF PART TWO