Sweet Cindy - Sex Stories

Sweet Cindy

*****Posting this story again. It is my longest, I originally released it by chapter but now am releasing it all as one. So if you plan to read it all, it is long. I plan to do a revision soon, but wanted to get any comments or suggestions before I do. Please comment.******** God damn its cold out here, thought Frank as he locked up the front door on the rectory. The school next door was dark, there must not be any events tonight. While Frank did teach a few religion classes next door in his church's school, Frank was more involved with the Youth Group and trying to keep the great kids under his tutelage off drugs, off sex, and off tobacco. He really did have great kids in his groups and classes. He had the young ones twice a week, the the 5th-7th grade once a week and the crucial 8th-10th graders twice a week and every third Saturday. These were the important kids. The ones who had a high chance of falling into bad behavior. Frank was a pastor and very devout but he wasn't a priest. Though he did not have to take a vow of celibacy, he did feel that all of his time should be devoted to his flock while he was the Youth Group Pastor. One day, when he was a Pastor to the congregation, he would find himself a wife, but he was only recently out of seminary at 26 years old and the Lord would let him know when the time was right. In the mean time he would have to let the young ladies who had already developed bodies and wore the tantalizing school uniform with stockings feed ...

... his earthly desires for now. Masturbating wasn't exactly condoned but he only did it once in a great while when he had seen one too many young beauties. And he never did it with any one in mind, perish the thought! He would just see a menagerie of the young figures, the budding breasts, the curve forming legs and hips, and the tanned skin of summer. He only really ever fantasized about the bodies from the neck down, and never fantasized about doing anything to them, just seeing all the figures in his minds eye was plenty. As Frank turned from the rectory to head to his car he saw Cindy out waiting for the bus. The wind was whipping pretty good and snow was starting to fall. Cindy was a wonderful and popular student, her father was from their little town and he had met and married a Persian woman on an evangelical mission abroad. The result was this mixed child who was quickly becoming the type of woman who would stop traffic. Cindy had long dark brown hair with slightly lighter highlights, a bronzed skin, huge round eyes, a skinny and somewhat flared nose, and thick lips. Her body was a bit advanced for a girl entering 8th grade. Forget advanced, it was luscious. She had the lithe body tone of her father and shadows of the voluptuous mother. But the greatest feature was the bright blue-green aqua eyes off setting her tanned skin and dark brown hair and dark features. There must have been a game that afternoon as she was only wearing her cheer leading outfit and her school ...