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Lost Faith
24/09/2018
My story covers a few years, however I will try and condense it as best I can. I grew up and still live in a midsized upper midwestern city. For as long as I can remember my family has attended the same church.

Not only attended but my parents were part of the inner circle. My dad was the drummer and Mom the lead singer on the praise and worship team. From what I have been told my parents literally grew up together in this church. Dad was as clean-cut as they come. He would often talk about someday becoming an elder or deacon. Outside of his career and his family it was the single most important thing that mattered to him. In our community it meant you had arrived as being prominent.

He was and still is a good looking guy. But even he would often say, “With all hunks that chased your momma. I praise God everyday she chose me.” He May have been over dramatic. But he was right she was and is beautiful. Back then she had long auburn hair. She was slender but had beautiful legs and perfect breast. Her beautiful face with a slightly upturned with a light dusting of freckles. Gave her that girl next door look. But it was her natural green eyes that would stop men in there tracks.

One of those men was our new pastor. Pastor Keller was a tall man with a baritone voice. He was also fit and had broad shoulders. One of those men that didn’t need a microphone to be heard in a large room. He had blonde hair and blue eyes and that firm square jawed face women appear to like a lot.

He was also the nephew of our recently deceased pastor. Pastor K. was his uncle’s hand picked successor. His wife First Lady Margaret was attractive but seemed to extremely deferential towards her husband. Almost parroting his every word.

Much to consternation of some of the older members. His first action as pastor was to announce all current elders and deacons would step down. New leaders would be selected in due time and through much prayer. Well one man’s consternation is another man’s boon.

My dad would talk at the breakfast, lunch and dinner table about it was his time to be selected for a leadership role. I could even hear him talking about it at night when they went to bed. My mother indulged him by being pacient and letting him get excited.

Over time plenty of women young and old at church would act giddy when they were close to him. My mom wasn’t one of them. There seemed to be something about the pastor that put her off. Sometimes I would see her quickly pull her arm away from his hand when he touched her in a conversation. He would just smile at her and she would look put off.

My father was aloof to moms discomfort with the pastor. He was busy trying hard to sell himself as a prospective church leader. I would hear the pastor telling him he needed men willing to make sacrifices. Men who would follow him unquestionably. My dad was like a puppy hanging on his every word. Waiting for a doggy treat.

My mother wanted my father to be happy. So one Saturday it was my turn to mow the grass around the church. My mom came by to bring me some lunch. She noticed the pastors car in the lot. She told me to get back to work she needed to talk to the pastor.

I made a few more passes and had to stop to go to the bathroom. I entered through the back of the church which was a large building. I finished my business and decided to go to the kitchen where they had sodas stashed. Well that took me past the Administration offices and the pastors office.

I heard my mothers voice raise in anger. Then the baritone calm voice of the pastor. She would yell and he would laugh. I stopped thinking my mother may be in trouble. Moving closer I hid behind a large file cabinet. His office door was slightly open. I could see my mothers back through the crack. Pastor K. was sitting on the edge of his desk with his arms folded.

Now I could make out what they were saying. My mother had apparently come to ask him to pick my dad for one of the leadership positions. She got upset because he had asked her for something in return. She was swearing at him which is something I never have heard her do. She accused him of being Satan in disguise. She called him a digusting bastard.

Pastor K. never raised his voice. He said, “Kate you know what I want. I can give you what you want for your husband.” The fight seemed to leave her. Her shoulders sagged she softly said, “Please, is there any other way?”

Pastor K. stood up and move in front of her. He looked down at her saying, “I’m afraid not.” With that he placed his hands on her shoulders and she knelt down in front of him. He had a hand in her head as she moved back and forth. He was telling how good it felt and how beautiful she was. Her foot numbed the door closing it a little. I couldn’t see her anymore and only part of him.

There were sounds of movement. I moved to behind a desk letting me see better from a different angle. My mom said, “Please no!” Once again he called her beautiful. Now I could see him from behind. His pants were around his ankles as he faced his desk. My mothers muscular calves were visible on either side of him. Pushed forward and she cried out. He started moving slow to more of my mothers protesting.

Suddenly, her no’s turned to, “Oh God, don’t stop!”

He started moving even faster askinging her, “Who’s pussy is this! Say it! Who’s pussy is this?!

My mothers knuckles were white from griping the edge of his desk so hard. She was moaning load and seemed to be gasping for air. He repeated himself. She seemed to stiffen before crying out, “Oh God! I’m going to cum!” She grabbed the front of his shirt pulling him down. It sounded like the were kissing. He stood back up and really started moving fast. She said, “Don’t cum inside of me.”

She started moaning again. He was holding her by the ankles with her legs spread wide. With a deep guttural moan he pushed forward and belt still. My mother was saying no don’t. But then her hands went to his ass and she held him in place.

I slipped out before I got caught. I knew what had happened and that it was wrong. But was afraid to say anything to anyone. My dad was given his deconship the next day at church. I have never seen him so happy in my life. I noticed my mom and Pastor K. make eye contact. He smiled at her, but she looked away quickly.

To celebrate my father invited Pastor K. and his wife over to our home for dinner. My mother smiled and agreed but it was forced. The pastor thanked my dad and looked at my mother saying, “I would love to visit your home.”

Dinner was mostly small talk. His wife seemed to like her wine a little to much. She kept telling my mom how pretty she was. Pastor K. would agree with her as would my dad. Mom’s Irish temper flared in her green eyes. She gave the pastor a sharp look, he just smiled at her.

Mom seemed flushed most of the evening. When they left she seemed to visibly relax. My dad was still riding the wave of excitement. Mom said she was exhausted and went to bed. I had to stay up and listen to him tell me how special his new role in the church was. All the while thinking about what happened at the church yesterday. Part of me wanted to tell him. But I couldn’t it would crush him either way.

Over the next few days the phone would ring. Mom answered it and would suddenly leave the room. I followed her onetime, she was talking in a low voice but sounded angry. She said, “It was a one time thing. It can’t happen again so stop calling me.”

Well he didn’t stop calling. He would even stop buy our house unnannounced at times.
My dad was ecstatic, my mom became flustered. On one Friday night he visited. I noticed him slip a note to my mother before he left. It was my turn to cut the grass again at the church. My dad was about to take me, but my mom told him she would as she had some errands to run.

I had my suspicions but when we arrived the lot was empty including the pastors reserved parking slot. Mom dropped me off and left. I was about an hour into cutting the grass. I took a break sitting under a shade tree. I noticed the pastor drive up and go inside the church. It was much later and my mom’s car pulled up across the street. She parked and walked to the church. Her head was on a swivel and she was in a hurry. So much so she must of forgot about me being there.

I waited a short while before sneaking inside. I went straight to the offices but they weren’t there. Then I heard my mom cry out. I follwed the sounds that we’re getting louder by the second. I opened up the door to peak out into the main area of of the church. My eyes went wide.

Up on the stage my mother was naked and bent over the pastors podium. He was equally as naked and fucking her from behind. The look on her face was of total pleasure. He was squeezing her breast as he pounded her to an orgasm. I had no idea really then what a woman’s orgasm would look like. But she was moaning saying, “Yes fuck me! This pussy is yours.”

The moved to the floor with him on his back. My mother straddled him it was the first time I saw his cock. It was very big and she enjoyed it. She lowered her self down taking most of it deep inside. She started moving on him while he played and kissed her large breast. I was surprised to realize I was hard.

She rode him for a long time then cried out. She fell forward letting her breast smash against his muscular chest. He rolled her on her back and started moving up and down. She had his ass in her hands as she begged him, “Yes please make me cum again! My husband never makes me cum.”

This time she was begging him to fill her pussy with his cum. She came so loud it echoed across the sanctuary. He started grunting and groaning, he stayed on top of her. She was sighing with her legs locked around his back.

Months later my first sibling was born. A beautiful baby girls named Maggie, with blond hair and blue eyes. My dad and everyone in our church new who the father was.
Mom had two more girls also with blond hair blue eyes. Yet everyone acted like my dad was the father.

Fast forward ten years...I went to college and became a lawyer. I moved away from that city, church and life. Even when I went home to visit I would stay in a hotel. They no longer even tried to hide there sins. The pastor would come by my parents house. My dad would take the girls for ice cream or a movie. While the pastor fucked my mom in there bed.

Funny thing was as much as I wanted to leave home. Eventually, I was drawn back. I married my highschool sweetheart. Her name was Faith and she was strikingly beautiful. She was short but had a perfectly proportioned body. She had long jet black hair and big brown doe like eyes.

We bought a nice home and settled into the married life. Everything was great, except our second life. She never complained butI knew I wasn’t completely satisfying her. I started having dreams about seeing my mom pleasured by Pastor K.

He was in his late forties now with a his blonde hair now almost white. He was still very handsome and a man other men envied. I didn’t like him knowing he was a pastor that had done the things he had done with my family. I was angry at my dad for allowing it to continue.

I couldn’t lie though I loved my little sisters though. I was getting pretty frustrated not being able to pleasure Faith. One day I was passing my old church and a car was in the parking lot. I don’t know what possessed me but I pulled up and went inside. Had I been paying attention I would have noticed Faith’s car parked across the street.

For some reason I wanted to talk to my old pastor about everything the past and my problem with Faith. I was about to walk into the office Are when I heard a woman cry out, “Ahhhhh! Oh fuck it’s big! God yes fuck me!”

I pulled up peakin through a glass window. The pastor’s door was wide open. He was standing with his pants down. Fucking the shit out of a young woman on his desk.She was naked and her head was hanging off the other side of his deck. Her legs were up on his shoulders. Her tits were bouncing back and forth. She announced she was cumming. He asked her where she wanted his cum. She told him her pussy. She started to comas he ejaculates deep inside her womb. She lifted her head to watch his cock empty it’s load.

My beating heart stopped. It was my wife Faith. She was sweaty and well fucke. She layed back saying, “I’m so glad Maggie set this up. I love Patrick. But I was so frustrated with our sex life. This will help us stay together forever.”

I started to get so angry I was about to bust in. But then I realized I loved Faith and believed she loved me. I realized there was no turning back now. Nine months later or son Jacob was born. Blond hair blue eyes and the joy of my life.

We started going back to church. I finally told FaithI knew about the pastor, but was ok with it. I just didn’t want them sneaky behind my back. He came over to dinner one the next Friday night. I’ll admit I was feeling conflicted as I watched them go upstairs after dinner.

But when I heard the bed springs start to squeak and Faith’s moans of pleasure. I crept up the stairs and watched them through the slightly open door. Faith was riding his big cock. She was squeezing her tits totgether with her head back and her long black hair touching her ass. His big hands held her waist and lifted her up and down. I watched them while stroking my cock.

She came then he put her on all fours. His cock was shining with her cum. Her was deep stroking her from behind. Her hands gripped the sheets as he brought her off again. They started spooning with him fucking her. She was rubbing her clit as he pumped her pussy fast. Her tits were all over the place. She came again as he blasted her cervix with his cum.

We have a daughter now named Maggie. But she is mine. Even if she wasn’t that would have been ok. Bill still comes buy once a week to fuck Faith. He still has sex with my mother as well. Through all of this his wife is still with him. But they have no children of their own.


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