I (F 18) got touched by my Pastor (M 27) pt 2

My mind went blank, what should I do?
Here I was standing half naked in the kitchen at my church. My youth pastor touching me. Dad calling me.
I froze.
The phone kept ringing; Matt must’ve sensed the change in my demeanor as he stopped rubbing me and lightly pinched just under my ribs. “Everything alright?” he asked. “Do you need to get it?”
I jolted at the touch, it tickled, I stepped away toward the phone as I told him “Yeah, it’s my dad…Crap!” The exclamation came out of me as I reached for the phone.

Looking at the time at the top of the screen I realized why he was calling. I normally text him when I’m on the way home and it was 15 minutes past when I typically left. I also noticed I had two texts from him, and three from Bri. Taking all this in in just a matter of seconds, I answered the phone.
“Hey dad, wasup?”
“Just checking on you sweetie, have you left yet?”
“No, not yet I was talking with Pastor Matt about the lesson today and helping him clean up”

It was around this point when Matt walked up, looking me in the dead in the eyes, he bent down slightly placed his right hand on my leg then dragged it up to my bum, lifting my skirt as he did so. I was totally shocked, what was he doing? Why? Did he have no control over himself?
As I continued to talk with my dad (and try to end the call), I moved my hand down to try and push Matt off.
“I’ll see ya soon tho dad, love ya”
“Just be safe sweetie, it’s dark and that’s when the crazies come out”

Matt continued with his touching, I looked him in the eyes as he stared back.
He held me despite my resistance.
“Stop it” I mouthed to him.

“I know dad,” I said “Talk to ya later”
“What was the lesson about?” he asked
Gah, why wouldn’t he just hang up and let me go?
“I’ll tell you at home, or maybe in the morning, leaving soon, bye, love ya”
“K, love you, Baby, be safe.”
“K, bye, mwah(kiss sound)”
I hang up and looked Matt in the eye again, giving him a death stare.

He looks at me and smiles. In a very soft voice, he asks “What Vi? Do you not like it? it”
As he says this his right hand is up my skirt on my bum and his left is tracing a line just under my breast. “If you want me to stop I will,” he says.
My breath catches in my throat. I don’t say anything, I can’t, his touch feels too good, and he knows it. Plus, what’s the harm I tell myself, it’s not sex, it’s not a sin.
“Ahh, see Vi, you like it don’t you?”
“Again if you don’t simply tell me”
His left hand was circling my boob getting closer and closer to my nipple now.

“You can’t tell anyone,” I told him
I drew in a breath.
“Please,.. don’t stop”
“Of course Luv,” he said. He was grinning now, it was so cute.
Matt suddenly let go of me and stepped away.
“Now,” he said, “let’s finish quickly and get you home so we don’t keep your pops waiting…
Take off your shirt Vi”

Looking up at him I did as I was told. I was well into it now, no reason to turn back, plus it felt nice to have this freedom.
My sweater went up over my head then I dropped it. My hair was in my eyes for a few seconds and I fixed it with my hands.
He just stared at me as if I were the setting sun. I heard him mutter under his breath “God you’re so fucking hot” just barely audible.
It made me feel so cute.

I didn’t know what to do so I just pressed my palms down in my skirt in front of me.
(Almost like a fig leaf pose but with palms down)
Looking up at Matt I could see the lust in his eyes, I also noticed the very obvious bulge he had pushing on his khakis.
He was just staring at me lol; neither of us said a word for a few seconds.

Now, I’ve never seen any porn, I have masturbated before, but had always been told that if it was to people (and with lust) it was a sin. But drawn art or stories were not sins because they weren’t real people.
So up until that point in my life, I’d never seen a real penis, only drawn ones from porn comics and hentai.
That soon changed.

Matt looked at me, then his pants, cleared his throat and asked me.
“Violet, would you be a dear, please?
Get on your knees, and help me with my belt”
I nodded and dropped down to my knees then shuffled forward kinda awkwardly because he was still a few steps away.
He realized the problem and stepped forward, but I was looking down/crawling and bumped into his knees then looked up.
He bent down and lifted my chin up to his waist. “Help me out dear, please I’m so close”

I started to help with the pants, but as I was I got confused and asked him “close to what?” (Don’t judge me okay)
He laughed and finished pulling his pants down.
As he did his penis flipped up and hit me under my chin. I giggled and moved my head back. He still had a hand on me tho so I didn’t get too far.

In hindsight, his penis was(is) huge. But again my only exposure at the time wasn’t the best reference.
“Do you wanna touch it Vi?” Matt asked.
I did of course and nodded as I reached out for it. I knew that I should probably suck it, but at the time I wasn’t ready for that, so I simply touched the tip with my index to see what happened.
“Good girl,” he said, and he started brushing my hair lightly with his fingers.
It felt nice and I kept feeling it, he flexed it and made it move and I laughed.
It was fun.

“Use your whole hand Baby,” Matt asked,  “rub it, I’m almost there”
Doing as he asked I used my hand wrapped around and started rubbing him up and down lightly.
My thumb could barely touch my middle finger when wrapped around him.
(Again, I’m petite and he’s big)
But I kept rubbing it.
No more than 30 seconds passed and he lifted and chin and said “look me in the eye Baby”
I looked up and smiled.
“Am I doing good?” I asked, looking him in the eyes as I stroked him.
His response caught me the tiniest bit off guard.

“I’m cumming!” he moaned out with a primal grunt.
I had the faintest idea to maybe suck, and started to ask “should I put it in my mouth?”
But all I got out was “Should I p-” as he immediately started to cum and some landed on my nose. I closed my mouth and eyes and pushed up/back on his penis.
All this accomplished was giving him a higher angle as the second spurt went up and on my hair. During this same time, he thrust forward which given the new angle just shoved his balls in my face. He came a bit more with one line hitting across my face from my eyebrow up my forehead and to my raven hair, and another hit him in the chest on his shirt.
Some more still, dripped down his balls and onto my face.

I was once again a mess.
Still holding my head to him, he moaned more and jerked off draining the rest of his balls and tapping his tip on my head.
Finally, he composed himself and proceeded to say “fuck, Baby” under his breath before asking if I needed a wipe. I said “yeah I guess”, and as he was getting one from the kitchen cabinets, I secretly wiped some with my fingers and tasted it.
It was so salty! And a tad bit sweet, I loved it!
I unconsciously moaned before giggling and smiling.

” That was fun,” I told him, “I feel so pretty, Thank you.”

“Of course Violet, you see how good that is?”
“What God blesses us with?”

“Yeah,” I said, “God is good.”
“All the time,” he finished, “that’s our little secret tho okay?” ‘You can’t tell anyone about me blessing you like this.”

“Yessir,” I smiled again, more to myself than anything, I couldn’t believe what just happened, what I did.
“Good girl,” he said as he was wiping the cum off me.
“I feel anything but good,” I thought to myself.
He helped me up and kissed me again,
I kissed him back then turned and started getting my stuff together.
As I was bending down to pick up my sweater he slapped my bum, hard.
I yelped and jumped turning back to him.

He simply laughed and picked up my pantyhose before throwing them at me.
He stepped up and grappled me close. He reached up put a finger in my hair then brought it down in front of my face.
“I missed a spot,” he said and brought the finger to my mouth.
I took it greedily and savored the moment.
Soon after I was finished getting dressed and heading to my car.
We parted ways and Matt said he’d text in the morning.

In my car, I gathered my thoughts and reflected on all that had happened that night. Looking in the sunblock mirror I realized how much of a mess I really was;
Smudged and ruined makeup, dried cum in my hair, unkept hair, musky smell.
What would my dad say when I got home?

Well, that’s a story for another time.
Hint, not much actually, I got lucky and he never saw me that night.
The next part will probably pick up Friday morning, not as much happened today (Sunday) as I hoped, so it might be a bit for the next few parts as I’ll only write when stuff happens.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xua5qw/i_f_18_got_touched_by_my_pastor_m_27_pt_2