The Priest Gets a Real Education (2)
Is there anything that excites a woman more than the word virgin? The defilement of purity from birth happens only once in a lifetime. Reaching the pinnacle of depravity like that induces intense pleasure in those watching. And doing it with one's own hands, rather than just watching, is the ultimate ecstasy.
"How are you feeling right now? Scared? Or maybe excited?"
Amelia, her excitement plain on her face, pressed him relentlessly with questions. Mirka answered in a voice heavy with strain.
"I... I don't know. This is my first time with something like this..."
His utter bewilderment at his situation. Amelia felt her mouth water at this genuine virgin's reaction, then stepped away from the camera and approached him.
"If you don't know anything, then I guess I'll have to teach you thoroughly. Heh heh heh."
"Ah, wait...!"
"Don't worry about a thing, Father. The fear only lasts at first. You'll feel good soon enough."
Brushing off Mirka's plea, Amelia stripped away the clothes hiding his front. As his slender body came into clear view, her gaze shifted to his lower half.
A dainty, cute little thing that matched his small frame. When it was exposed, his blushing shame only stoked her sadistic urges.
Oh yeah, the more I look, the more it's a treasure.
An appearance that would mesmerize any woman. If he'd gone into a brothel, he'd have been an ace. As a dancer, he could've bought mansions with the money thrown at him by crowds.
Despite that natural talent, Mirka had chosen to serve society. Because his heart was pure and he loved people so much...
That mindset was incomprehensible to Amelia, who believed money and power were the center of the world. But right now, she didn't care. What mattered was that this alluring man had fallen into her hands, and she had no intention of letting go of this treasure easily.
"Ah, uh..."
Her greedy hands began groping his delicate body. His frame trembled at the unfamiliar touch. But that fear only etched the sensations deeper, quickly acclimating his ignorant body to sex.
Haa, I can't hold back anymore.
The moment she saw him teetering from just a little teasing, her mouth watered. Faithful to her impulse, she leaned in to claim his lips—only for Mirka to snap to his senses and reach out in panic.
"K-Kiss... no kissing...!"
The first time the man, swept up till now, voiced refusal. Amelia sneered mockingly.
"Oh come on, Father. You think you're in any position to tell me what to do?"
"A-Anywhere else is fine. Just not a kiss... please, anything but that..."
Mirka's eyes welled up like he might burst into tears any second. Her heart pounding at the sight, Amelia couldn't contain her arousal and slipped off her own clothes.
"Heh heh, fine. Anything but a kiss, right?"
Her clothes finally off, Amelia's naked body was fully exposed. The moment her massive breasts came into view, Mirka's gaze locked straight onto them.
It was only natural. Breasts were made to embrace and draw in men; even the loftiest priest couldn't help but notice them instinctively for a moment.
"Wh-What are you...?"
Sensing his guilt at the reality, he tried to avert his eyes. But Amelia had no intention of giving him that leeway.
"You said you'd do anything, didn't you? Then look me in the eye."
She forced his face around and shoved her breasts right in his view. Mirka's eyes went wide, frozen, as she pulled him into an embrace, burying his face in her chest.
"Come on, suck it with that mouth of yours."
"S-Suck...?"
"Heh heh, it's not weird at all, is it? You sucked your mother's milk when you were a baby."
"Th-That was when I was little..."
"What's with the backpedaling? You said you'd do anything just a minute ago."
They'd come this far—no turning back. Amelia's words hammered that home, and Mirka reluctantly parted his lips to take her breast.
Such a timid motion. But Amelia read a flicker of his own will in it. Even a lofty priest still had sexual instincts, and they were stirring just a bit now.
"Mm, mmmph..."
His suppressed instincts began to warp, his sucking growing stronger. Watching silently, Amelia felt her dominance surge and flashed a wicked smile.
"Haa, our cute little Father~♥ Does my tit taste that good?"
"...Mm, mm."
It wasn't something he wanted. As if to say that, his body shook—Amelia stroked his head and slid her other hand down toward his crotch. To grip the thing standing from her naked body's stimulation.
"Mm!"
Mirka gasped reflexively, but she ignored it, stroking his little cock gently, slowly, with short strokes.
Even that was enough stimulation—his body shivered intensely. Reveling in it, Amelia ramped up her caresses.
"No need to hold back."
She whispered in his ear, still latched onto her breast.
"Getting excited by a woman is natural for a man. So don't worry—just let your desires run free, Father."
Urging him to break the ultimate taboo. Furious yet unable to suppress his physiological response, Mirka finally succumbed, his inner lust boiling over into ejaculation.
-Spurt, splurt.
His cock trembled, spurting fluid. Fitting its small size, the amount wasn't much. But it was a virgin man's first release of desire—a symbolic awakening of his sexuality.
"Haa~ This is Father's... ♥"
Amelia brought the traces to her mouth, savoring the scent and taste, then turned her gaze back to him. There sat the once-noble priest, drowned in post-climax remorse.
"Ah, aah... God..."
He wasn't defiled yet. Ejaculation happened in wet dreams too. But having lusted after a woman's body meant he'd crossed an irreversible river.
Crushed by that realization, Mirka despaired—but Amelia wasn't about to give him time to regroup.
"Heh heh, looks like once isn't enough."
Despite the ejaculation, his cock stiffened again. Confirming it, she sat down and brought her mouth to it.
"Ah, ack. Wh-What are you...?"
"What else? Cleaning your little thing."
She licked it with her tongue, and his body shuddered violently. But it didn't lead to resistance. Sensing his half-hearted protest, she took his small cock into her mouth and sucked.
"Mm, slurp... ♥"
So tiny her tongue alone could envelop it. But that let her focus every nerve there, ramping up the suction to drain a man's essence without mercy.
"Ah, aaah..."
Seeing him shake under her one-sided assault awakened a conquering thrill in her. Like leaving the first footprint atop an untouched snow peak...
Yes, that was the thrill of ravaging a man's first time.
"Haa, Father's dick~ It's so cute, I wanna gobble it up."
After licking it to her heart's content, she reached between her legs. Her pussy was soaked without any foreplay. Just like with every man before, the realization she could fuck the one in front of her had her arousal overflowing.
"I'm dripping already too. Guess it's time to start?"
At her urging, Mirka glanced down and squeezed his eyes shut. Resigning himself reluctantly, he lay back. Amelia straddled him with a triumphant grin.
"Heh heh, you don't have to do a thing, Father. I'll handle everything~"
Her gentle whisper seemed to soothe his fearful heart. But Mirka found no comfort. No matter who led, his virginity was still being taken.
All he could do was clasp his hands and pray desperately to his lord not to break.
God, please protect me...
But even that prayer only amplified the depravity of the act. Unable to contain her excitement, Amelia guided his cock to her entrance with a thrilled voice.
"Alright then, time to take Father's first time~ ♥"
The man everyone coveted lay beneath her. Soon, he'd lose his virginity to her. To savor the triumph longer, she teased—then, overcome, prepared to lower herself.
-Crash!!
But the prayer room door burst open with a commotion. Amelia froze reflexively and looked over. At the wide-open entrance stood a man.
A man even bigger than most women, with an aura that demanded respect at a glance.
"A-Adrian...?"
Mirka blurted in shock at the intruder. The man strode in with a stiff voice.
"Sorry, Father. I tried to just watch like you asked... but I couldn't stand by anymore."
"What do you...?"
"And who the fuck are you? Right in the middle of the good part!"
Amelia shot up in fury, her face twisted with hostility and irritation no frail man could inspire. Having her prey's deflowering interrupted pissed her off to no end.
"Oh, it's the patient from earlier. Outsiders should stay out—why the hell are you crawling in here? Get out!"
"...Sorry, but I can't watch Father suffer any longer."
"Hah? Can't watch? Then what, you gonna offer your body instead?"
As if. To a man, his body was precious. Unless he'd already sold it to a brothel, sacrificing for another would take serious resolve.
"Yeah, something like that."
His response stunned both Amelia and Mirka.
"What, you crazy?"
"Adrian! N-No, not for my sake...!"
"Let's see, you said introduce yourself in front of the camera, right?"
Ignoring Mirka's plea, he stepped before the camera and began just like Mirka had.
"Nice to meet you, viewers. Name's Adrian. Gladiator in the arena."
Calm as if this were normal. He stripped off his clothes layer by layer, adding,
"And..."
His pants dropped with a whoosh. A massive pillar began emerging before the lens.
"From now on, I'm the guy who's gonna fuck that arrogant bitch over there raw."
Amelia's face twisted in horror at the monstrous, unprecedented cock facing her.