CHAPTER ONE
Life is one of those unfathomable enigmas that stumps the best of us. Many of us wonder why we are here, and what happens when we die? Are our lives scripted by some superior being or left uncharted for us to fill in the details? Is there anything meaningful about our existence; and for those of us who believe in an afterlife, do flies ants and other creatures have afterlives too?
Most of us just ignore many of these issues and live life as it comes. Perhaps that Is the better way to do it, without the perennial questions that keep many awake at night, choosing to subscribe to the adage,
"Que sera, sera!" "What will be, will be!"
Fifty years ago, Judith Ellen Barnes was born into this world, the third child of the Reverend Joseph and Mary Barnes, and grew up in a household governed by formal religious practices. She was the baby of the family and sister to Mark and Luke Barnes. By the time that she was born, her mother had enough of the biblical names and decided to call her Judith after her own mother. Joseph wanted to call her Magdalene, but Mary was having none of that, so Judith Ellen was who she was christened.
Like many "PK's" (Preacher's Kids) they were far from innocent. Mark and Luke sneaked into the church after Sunday services and drank the communion wine, sharing a sip every now and then with Judith, to keep her quiet. During the week they attended Young People's meetings and Prayer meetings, and of course on Sunday, there were morning and evening services and Sunday School.
Their teenage years taught her brothers that many of the young girls in the church were no more innocent than they were, and many a tryst was executed in one of the rooms of the adjoining church hall!
The Reverend Joseph Barnes was a fire and brimstone preacher, advocating damnation and consignment to the depths of hell for those who sinned, and he tried to embed the same message into his young children's brains. At first, they bought this, until one day, while sneaking into the church, they saw him fucking the organist in the room behind the organ pipes. They were shocked, but quickly concluded, that because of his pastoral duties, perhaps he was exempt from damnation and hell fires and assumed, as his children, they would be too!
This allowed Mark and Luke to clear their consciences, and freely express their libidinous youthful desires, by fingering and fucking as many of the teenage girls as they could. They found a smorgasbord of willing devotees.
Judith, however, a few years younger than her intrepid brothers, tried to remain holy and sanctified as her father preached. The assistant pastor, the right Reverend A.T Balls, however, who was only a few years older than she, had designs upon her blossoming titties and burgeoning butt.
At eighteen, she had become quite buxom, without being fat. Her black hair was shoulder length and framed a beautiful face. Her hips and thighs were like her mother's, a little thick but shapely and her breasts were large and firm with small red and very sensitive nipples. Her ass, which rolled as she walked, was the chief source of attraction for the young pastor. He encouraged her to join him for moments of private prayer and seized every opportunity to fondle and touch her when they were alone.
After most of these sessions, she found that her panties were wet, and when she mentioned it to him, he informed her that it was a demonstration of God's blessing for her continued study of the word.
Not feeling that all was right, she mentioned it to her mother who pooh-poohed the idea of the Assistant Pastor having any ulterior motive and encouraged her to increase her prayer time with him.
As time passed, his touching and feeling became more intimate. Finally, he held her in his arms and kissed her. Somewhat taken aback, she opened her mouth to protest, and he seized the opportunity to slip his tongue inside, and though she was not sure how proper this was and how it related to prayer, she found that it was nice and allowed herself to enjoy the intimacy of the sensation. She almost swooned, because to her, this meant that he loved her, and she allowed him free rein thereafter.
From time to time, he massaged her arms, her belly, her breasts, her thighs and even pulled aside the gusset of her panties and touched her "there."
Inflamed with love, she yielded to him and when he eased his fingers between the lips of her thick-lipped pussy, she was euphoric. Every time they met for "prayer," he would fondle her breasts and her pussy.
One day, she exploded into a tumultuous orgasm which had him clamping his hand over her mouth so that no one else in any part of the church would hear her scream! Her mind took leave of her body and soared heavenwards. She saw angels with halos, whirling planets, and many of the creatures described by John in the book of Revelations!
Shaken, she asked him what had happened to her, since it had never happened before. He explained that it was the result of her constant prayer and offered to show her how she could do it at home when she was alone. The sensation was so wonderful that she agreed immediately, and he proceeded to teach her how to masturbate.
She became quite adept at it, and it became a daily practice.
A month later, he invited her to his house for a "special," private session which he asked her not to let anyone else know about as he only offered it to the more ardent believers. When she got there, he asked her if she was doing what he taught her and she gushed,
"Oh Yes! It is wonderful!"
He asked her to show him how she did it and took her back in his bedroom so that if she cried out, his neighbors would not hear. He had her remove all her clothes so that he could see her "as God saw her," totally nude.
He watched her as she played with herself, noticing how hard her nipples were and how wet she became between her legs. When he realized that she was on the brink of orgasm, he stopped her, knowing that her lust would make it easy for him to get her to do whatever he wanted.
He then told her that he was having problems doing the same thing and asked if she would help him.
"How can I help you?" she asked.
"This has to remain between us" he cautioned, "no one else can know. I will have to show you my "thing," and have you help me." He said.
Never having seen one up close, she agreed.
He unbuckled his belt, opened his zipper and eased his "thing" out. She was surprised by how large it seemed. He started to stroke it, and she noticed that it started hardening and enlarging. He took her hand and said,
"This is where I need you."
He stroked himself with her hand and she was amazed at the rubbery feel of his penis, although it still felt hard.
"Would you like to kiss it?" he asked.
