***I hope Blasphemy is a huge turn-on for you, like it is for me. I hope you enjoy this. Please, leave a comment. Thank you!***

My name is Jackie. I've been a flaming faggot my entire life, and I'm very proud of the fact. I'm naturally flamboyant, skinny, with long chestnut colored hair, and I obviously love shopping with my female friends. I've always believed that I should be a female. I absolutely LOVE referring to myself as a Sissy. I still remember when I sucked my first cock, and I have been addicted to it ever since. That very same day was when the same guy popped my anal cherry.

It was a Sunday afternoon, after church had let out, and I stayed behind because I told the Pastor that I wanted to talk with him in private. A few minutes after the last person left, the Pastor, Jim Wright, came over to get me.

"You ready, Jackie?"

"Yes, sir."

I was wearing a tight and short skirt, with a pink blouse. I had my hair pulled back into a pony-tail, and just the right amount of makeup. My sandals displayed my new pedicure with bright red nail polish.

I followed the Pastor into his office. The entire time I was walking behind him, I couldn't stop thinking about his huge cock. The man was single, in his mid-thirties, obviously kept in shape, and had a shaved scalp. I've never seen the Pastor's cock, unfortunately, but I've seen the outline of it more than once, and there was no doubt that he was packing a good piece of meat.

"Have a seat, Jackie," he said as he closed the door. "Would you like something to drink? A soda or water?"

"No Sir, I'm fine."

Pastor Jim relaxed in his desk chair and looked over his desk at me.

"So, Jackie, I have to say that you are looking very pretty today. Pink is your color for sure."

"Thank you, pastor."

"What's going on? You sounded a little stressed earlier."

Usually, I'm very confident in myself and don't get butterflies in my stomach, but they were there right then. I asked myself how I was going to begin the conversation.

"Well, Pastor, I'm sure you know that I'm not a big fan of church or the bible. I'm gay, and that's supposed to be a sin, but I didn't make myself this way. I was born this way, but anyhow. That's something else, entirely."

"Why don't you start from the beginning of what it is that's causing you to be anxious?"

I crossed my legs and took a deep breath. I'm just going to spit it out and say it.

"Every time I come to church, all I can think about is sucking your big cock, Pastor. I can't help myself. I mean, one, you're gorgeous, and just thinking about sucking you off and fucking me in church is extremely exciting for me. Well, the idea of it is."

Pastor Jim was caught off guard, but he handled himself well.

"Well, I have to be honest, Jackie, I wasn't expecting that."

"I'm sure you weren't, but I've never really had much of a filter, Pastor."

The pastor leaned back in his chair, making it squeak.

"We all have temptations through life, Jackie. It's how we deal with them that matters. Even when we give in to those temptations, it's easy for us to feel guilty and be hard on ourselves about it."

I can't help, but to ask. I have to know, I tell myself.

"Do you ever fail at temptations, Pastor?" My voice had fallen to a 'come fuck me' tone. I uncrossed and crossed my legs slowly, revealing a hint of my panties. I could tell by how he was looking at me that something was stirring beneath that desk.

He cleared his throat, and said, "Yes, Jackie. Sometimes, I can't help myself."

"How do you think I'm supposed to deal with this, Pastor? I mean, with me wanting to suck your throbbing cock down my throat and let you fuck me like the whore that I am."

"Well, I think the best way to handle that, Jackie is to deal with it head-on. Why don't you come around my desk for a moment so we can start working through these issues together?"

His response made my clitty tingle so bad in my panties. They were soaked in the front from it leaking precum. I stepped around the desk and was welcomed by his gorgeous cock, fully erect through his unzipped trousers. It was so beautiful to look at with its perfect shape, cut, and a bulbous head reddened by the blood filling it. It had to be at least nine inches.

I fell to my knees and crawled over to the Pastor. The butterflies that were in my stomach earlier had flown away. My full attention was on the Pastor's married, cheating, cock. I wrapped my hands around the thick shaft and could not get my fingers to touch. I could feel the heat from it, and it was so beautifully hard.

"God wants us to be able to enjoy ourselves while we are here, Jackie. I believe he wants us to enjoy one another, even if the blessed, sinful act is in the house of the lord."

As he said those last words, my lips wrapped around his cock with a passionate hunger. I took as much as I could until he hit the back of my throat. I bobbed my head up and down as I fondled his heavy nutsack full of my reward, and slobbered as much as I could, because a good Sissy gives the best sloppy blowjobs. One thing I always love about sucking a delicious cock is the feeling of my tongue sliding over it, playing with the pee hole, and the silky softness of it sliding back and forth between my lips. I love the way a hard cock feels in my hands and mouth when the guy is close to getting his nut. It's like the cock gets a little thicker, just a little harder, and the veins vibrate as his blood is rushing through it.

"Oh, Jackie, fuck you suck cock so good, girl! My wife is going to love your tongue on her pussy, Jackie."

I couldn't believe what the Pastor just said to me. I was in complete shock, but I wasn't going to stop sucking his cock for anything in the world.

I could taste his warm, salty precum. The pastor started pushing my head further down, making me gag, but I relaxed, and wanted him to force his cock down my throat. I did my best to relax, but my heart was racing, and my clitty was begging to cum. I loved how his cock completely stuffed and stretched my throat. It was the first time, and I was already addicted to it. My lungs began to burn, so I started tapping the Pastor's side. He held me a few seconds more, then let me go.

I gasped for air when I pulled away from his cock, and my throat was free again. Spittle was dripping from my chin, and my hand was covered with it as I stroked him.

The Pastor stood from his desk chair, and had me stand, and he turned me around so I'm behind the desk with my back to him, and facing the door. I wiggled my ass at him and giggled when he smacked it. I didn't bother wiping my face. I loved looking and feeling like a whore. I leaned over the desk and rested my head on the cool, walnut surface.

The Pastor lifted my skirt above my waist so my hairless ass was showing. I was wearing a pink lacy thong and a pink chastity cage. My clitty was dripping precum like crazy.

The Pastor leaned in and lightly bit my right asscheek which made me giggle. He then pulled my thong all the way down to my ankles. I took in a deep breath. My entire body, including my clitty, was on fire with lust. If he didn't fuck me soon, I was going to burst.

The Pastor surprised me when he separated my assheeks and began licking my tight boi-pussy. When the tip of his tongue flicked over my quivering hole, I thought I would cum right then.

"Ohhh, you have such a nice pussy! I can't wait to fuck this pussy, Jackie."

The Pastor stood and opened the top left drawer of his desk. I watched him retrieve a small bottle of water-based anal lube. I recognized the brand and smiled. He then squirted a small amount on the tip of his cock and a more ample amount on my boi-pussy. The coolness of the lube caused me to wiggle my ass and giggle again.

I felt him place one hand on my hip, then the tip of his cock rubbed up and down on my quivering hole.

"Goddamn, I don't think I can take it anymore." I thought to myself and pushed back against him.

"An eager girl are we?" the Pastor chuckled, then pushed in two inches.

I gasped from both pain and pleasure. I'm definitely not a virgin, but the Pastor's cock was huge compared to most men. The Pastor stopped for a few seconds to let me relax and get used to the fullness and stretching.

"Are you okay, Jackie?" the Pastor asked.

"God, yes," I said and giggled. "Just gotta get used to your monster, is all. I'm taking it all, trust me on that!"

As soon as I said that, the Pastor slowly pushed the remaining seven inches into my sissy pussy. My eyes bulged, and my mouth hung open quietly from the invasion that I wanted so fucking badly!! I enhaled sharply, and my legs trembled beneath me.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Jackie. I'm going to fuck your sweet, sissy pussy right here on my desk in gods house."

"Yes!!! Fuck my whore pussy, Pastor! Fuck me in front of god!"

I grabbed the front edge of the desk and held on. The Pastor began slowly for a few seconds, then picked up speed. With each thrust, I could feel the head of his throbbing cock touching parts of me that have never been touched before. I've never been filled and fucked so deeply, and I was loving it!!!

The Pastor smacked my ass on both sides, and I yelped out in shock, and pleasure. He proceeded to grab my hips, and really start fucking me with a fierceness. His grunts were loud, my clitty was throbbing with precum leaking from it, and my eyes were rolled back in pure ecstacy.

"FUCK! I'm going to cum, slut! UGGHHH FUCK!!!"

Seconds later, the Pastor made one final thrust, balls deep, as he pulled me back against him. When I felt the first stream of his cum my clitty exploded. Three then four massive streams shot out of my tiny dicklet, then three smaller ones. My entire body quivered with sinful delight. I felt the Pastor still convulsing against me for a few seconds longer. I just rested on the desk, exhausted from an incredible ass-fucking!! The best part was that it happened inside the Churchs office. Blasphemy sex was the best!!

After the Pastor and I finished straightening ourselves up before he opened the door, he looked at me and asked, "Jackie, I truly hope that after our session together that you feel lightened and satisfied."

I grinned, grabbed his cock through his slacks, and said, "I haven't felt this good in a long time, Pastor. I think I'm going to need weekly sessions, possibly more."

"I have no doubt that we can make that happen, Jackie. I look forward to our next session already."

***To Be Continued***