Fun memories with Sandy 8

Author Name: Nestor | Source: pinoyliterotica.com

That night, after the movie, Sandy stayed in her room still confused.

She’s burdened…

Sandy felt guilty and ashamed of the “incident” but could not make herself mad with her dad. Her feelings were mixed, coz she’ afraid too.

My sweetheart was teary-eyed habang ini-istorya na sa’kin yung  manga earlier experiences. She admitted that after the movie incident she wanted to be angry at him pero hindi niya magawa. Hindi lang yun, inamin nya sa’kin na hindi niya ma-unawaan ang reaction nang kanyang katawan. Nagimbala siya at parang matutunaw kapag nagugunita nya ang manga haplos.  Ngunit sa katagalan, kahit ayaw talaga nang isip, at nihihiya’t natatakot pa,  hindi na niya makalimutan and kakaibang “kaba” na nangyari sa sinehan.

Subalit kahit ganun, nanunumbalik pa din ang tawag nang konsensya at hindi pa din tuluyun mapalayang lubusan ang kanyang sarili sa hawak at halik ni daddy Rico.

Sandy recalled that the same week of the movie incident, her dad became bolder in his advances. She tried avoiding her dad, but she has nowhere to go. Pero, that’s not totally true and she knew it. She could have moved to her mom and stayed with her, but she didn’t…she didn’t

However that same week, she began locking her doors. At hindi lang yun, dahil that year, dalawa sila ni Jasmine sa bahay ni Rico so, she was worried about her little sister too. Kaya she started having her sister sleep with her in her room. Jasmine did not mind sharing the same room with her ate, but she’s puzzled since they both have huge rooms and have their own bathrooms inside their bedrooms.

After the movie house incident, it took a while before she could managed to sleep at night. She’s watching the door, making sure that it remained lock. During those sleepless night, the incident in the movie house kept playing in her head. She kept reliving that moment as if it was a form of trauma.

But it wasn’t really traumatic for her.

The feeling that she felt would haunt her. Yes, there’s still shame, guilt, and some humiliation, but she knew well that’s not all there is to it. The sensual touch of her dad was also vivid. Sandy could feel her skin forms goose bumps each time she’d remember her dad’s callous hands on her face, belly, or chest.

One night, during a heavy monsoon rain, as her little sister slept peacefully next to her, Sandy cried. Her heart was heavy, and she could not understand why she can’t be a normal 14 year old anymore (she’s close to her 15th birthday at that time). Before, she did not care about “that feeling” but “that feeling” preoccupied her.

That “feeling” preoccupied her a lot…

She has a strict catholic upbringing and the new found sensation that was introduce to her body by her dad was in direct conflict with her religious background. Sandy told me that she remained confused for a while.  So the following weekend, she went to the chapel.

At the chapel, Sandy was nervous before going inside the confessional. She gathered her courage and went inside the confessional booth. After waiting for a while, she changed her mind and decided to leave. She got out of the confessional but stopped upon seeing the priest. The priest (Father Butch) recognized her and said hello at nagkumustahan sila. At nang malaman nang pari na mangungupisal sana si Sandy, niyaya itong bumalik sa loob nang booth. Magkahalung hiya at takot ang na-feel ni Sandy at nag-pumilit magpa-alam, pero mas mapilit ang pari kaya’t pumasok sa loob ulit si Sandy:

Sandy: Forgive me father for I have sinned, the last time I confessed was two weeks ago.
Father Butch:….my child, tell me your sins.

Sandy: Father, mag-fififteen pa lang po kase ako, pero recently ang isip ko ay para pung matured na…
Father Butch: Eh, anak, natural naman na minsan, ang isang bata ay nag-iisip na parang matanda. Pero, anu ba ang naiisip mo iha?
Sandly: Ah, eh. Kasi po eh..ano po kasi eh!

Father Butch: Sige, anak wag kang mahiya…sabihin mu sa’ken!

(Si Father Butch, manga 40 years old ang pari, ang sadyang pinagkukupisalan ni Sandy, pero nahiirapan syang mag-open sa oras na yun)

Sandy: Father, kase po lately, laging pung sex ang na-iisip ko!

Father Butch: (Napalunok ang pari)…ah, eh, iha. Natural lang na maramdaman nang tao yan. Lalu na sa edad mo, nag-sisimulang maging curious sa sex.

Sandy: Oo nga po father, pero para pu kasing sobra ang nararamdaman ko eh.

Father Butch: (Medyu, lumakas ang kabog nang diddib nang pare)..Naku anak, normal lang yan, ang mahalaga ay mananatili lang yan sa iyung isipan. Alalahanin mo na ang hindi wasto ay yung isasakatuparan mo yung ini-isip.

Sandy: Eh, ang hirap nga po ay may nang-yari na!

Father Butch: (Namamawis bigla si Father), Ah iha, anung ibig mung sabihin?

Napatingin tuloy si Father Butch kay Sandy, at kahit na may munting bintana at kurtina na namamagitan sa kanila sa loob nang confessional booth, naaninag nang pari ang silhouette nang dalagita.

Sandy: Minsan pu kasi, may humawak sa akin at humalik!
Father Butch: Saan ka hinawakan at hinalikan anak?
Sandy: (medyu nahihiya)…Hmm, sa hinawakan nya po ako sa dibdib!
Father Butch: (Tinigisan bigla ang pari)..sige anak, saan ka pa nya hinawakan?
Sandy: Dun pa lang po, pero hinalikan nya rin po ako sa dun?
Father Butch: …Sinuso nya ba ang utong mo, anak?
Sandy: Ano po? (medyu nagtataka)
Father Butch: Ang, sabi ko ay kung sinuso nya ba ang utong mo?

Hindi alam ni Sandy kung bakit tinanong ito nang pari, subalit tuloy lang ang pagsagot dito

Sandy: Opo father, sinuck nya po ang suso ko!

Father Butch: Sinuso at dinilaan ang nipples mo?

Sandy: Ganun na nga po!

There was a moment of silence and Sandy was waiting for some lecture about morality of any sort, but father Butch had no sermons in mind, and so he asked.

Father Butch: Nagustuhan mu ba anak?
Sandy: Anu pu ulit yon?

Father Butch: Iha, nagustuhan mu ba? (Tanung ulit nang pari)

Sandy:  Ah, eh, yun nga po father, lagi ku pung na-iisip yun!
Father Butch: Nasarapan ka ba anak?
Sandy: (Medyu nabawasan ang hiya) Opo, kakaiba po ang naramdaman ko. Nung una po natakot ako.
Father Butch: Pero nagustuhan mu din?
Sandy: Masama pu ba yun?
Father Butch: Alam mo iha, ganyan talaga ang katawan. Mapusok minsan pero natural lang yan.
Sandy: So OK lang po na maramdaman ku yun?
Father Butch: Tao tayo, natural lang yan…ano pa ang ginawa nya sa’yo?
Sandy: Yun pa lang po!
Father Butch: Hinahanap hanap mo ba?
Sandy:..ang alin po father?
Father Butch: Yung paglamas sa suso mo at pagsupsop niya sa utong mo?
Sandy: Opo, pero parang ayaw ko na pu talaga?
Father Butch: Sino ba itong boyfriend mo?
Sandy: Ah, eh, Hindi ko pu siya boyfriend!
Father Butch: Sino sya?
Sandy: Hindi ko pu pwedeng sabihin.
Father Butch: (Medyu, nadismaya) Ah, anak, dapat mung sabihin para ipagdasal natin siya!

Sandy: Pwede pu bang sa susunod na lang?
Father Butch: Hmm, osya, sige. Gaanu ma ba kadalas nararamdaman ito?

Sandy: Ang alin po?

Father Butch: Libog!

Sandy: Libog?

Father Butch: Oo, anak! Gaano ka kadalas malibugan?

Sandy: Father, kailangan ko pa pu bang sabihin?

Father Butch: Kailangan, para ipagdasal natin!

Sandy: Ah ganun po ba?….eh, araw araw po father!

Father Butch: Ano naman ang ginagawa mu tuwing nararamdaman mu itong libog na ito?

Sandy:  Ah, eh gaya pu nang dati!

Father Butch: Anung dati?

Sandy: Pinaparaos ko na lang po!
Father Butch: Nag-mamasturbate ka anak?

Sandy; (Nahihiya) Ah…eh…ganun na nga po!

Father Butch: Di’ba sabi ko sa’yo nun’ na masama ang magmasturbate!

Sandy: Opo, alam ku pu yun. Sinubukan ku naman pung maligo, magbasa, mag-exercise, pero wala po talaga!

Father Butch: Gaano ka kadalas magmasturbate anak?

Sandy: Kailangan pa ba yon?

Father Butch: Syempre naman…may dasal para dun!

Sandy: Ah ganun pu ba father… eh, halus araw-araw po!

Father Butch: Araw-araw?

Sandy: Parang ganun na nga po!

Father Butch:  Ilan beses sa isang araw ka mag-bate?

Sandy: Ah, eh father, hmm..ewan ko po?

Father Butch: Isa?

Sandy: po?

Father Butch: Isa o dalawang beses?

Sandy: Hmm, medyo po!

Father Butch: Nakakatatlo ka?

Sandy: Ah, minsan po lima o anim…hmm, o kaya po sampu!

Father Butch: (hinimas nang pari ang kanyang tungkod) Sandy, anak…ibig mung sabihin, palagi kang nalilibugan?

Sandy: Opo father, madalas nga po talaga, ewan ko ba!

Father Butch: Matagal na ba itong madalas kang malibugan, anak?

Sandy: Eh, paminsan-minsan lang pu nun, pero dumalas pagkatapos kung maranasan yung pag-hawak at pag-kiss sa suso ko…!

Father Butch: Nararamdaman mo ba ngayon?

Sandy: Ang alin po?

Father Butch: Hmm…do you feel horny now my child?

Sandy: Ah, eh…medyo po father Butch!

Father Butch: Gaano katindi ang nararamdaman mo?

Sandy: Ah, eh..hmm, teka, bakit po?

Father Butch: Para malaman ko kung ano ang ipapa-dasal ko sa’yo!

Sandy: Hindi ko po alam eh!

Father Butch: Sige iha…minimal ba, or medium, or semi-medium, semi-maximum, or maximum?

Sandy: Father butch, para pu yatang semi….!

Father Butch: Semi-medium ba iha?

Sandy: Semi-maximum po!

Father Butch: Ano..maximum?

Sandy: Ah, eh…Semi lang po!

Father Butch: (nangurus ang pari) Oh anak, dalaga ka na nga talaga…!

Sandy: Ganun pu ba talaga…normal lang ba yun?

Father Butch: (Hindi na sumagot ang pari)

Upon hearing Sandy’ question, father Butch held the curtain that separated them and pulled it to the side. She was surprised seeing father Butch’s sweaty forehead and he’s looked flushed, his face was pink. That was the first time Father Butch opened the curtain whenever she confessed to him. Sandy told me that the way father Butch stared at her, his arousal level could have been super maximum. But instead of feeling scared to the gentle priest who baptized her, she felt wickedly aroused. She just sat quietly as Father Butch stared at her lasciviously.

After a while, he broke his malicious glance, and Father Butch stood up from where he’s seating and went outside the confessional booth. And in no time, he opened the small door on the other side of the booth where Sandy was sitting.

So he opened the door and faced Sandy on the booth’s hardwood seat. It was Friday, and was PE day; her gym bag was in front of her, books and hand bags on her sides on the floor. It was volleyball day and she was still a little bit sweaty. The truth was that Sandy was not even planning to go to confession that day but since there’s a chapel inside her school, and her sundo or driver was late, she stopped-by to confess, thinking it will only take few munites.

Father Butch opened the small door and there was Sandy. She’s swearing a jogging pant but her shirt was a little drench with her sweat. There’s a towel placed by her friend Melanie on her back to absorb some of her perspiration. She froze. Father Butch then knelt in front of her and grabbed Sandy’s hand….his hands were trembling.

Still frozen, she felt her hand being squeezed by the priest. Sandy did not know what to do, but told me at that time that she felt scared.

He moved closer until her knees was on his belly. He then pulled her hands to his face. He mumbled some words as if he was praying so Sandy just sat but perplexed. She asked,

Sandy: Father, anu pung dinasal nyo? Sabayan ku pu kayo.

Father Butch: (He mumbled more for a while, and then) Oh, aking anak…makasalanan tayung lahat!

Sandy: (Her hands were on the priest’s lips)…patawarin nyo po ako father!

Father Butch: (He inhaled, smelling Sandy’s hands)…patawarin mu din ako anak!

Father Butch started applying soft kisses on her hands. She was stunned and her mind became fuzzy. Sandy could not believe what he was doing, and she tried shoving him off with her feet. The priest just managed to scoot to the side, avoiding Sandy’s foot.

Still holding her hands, Father Butch continued kissing them. This time, Sandy felt his tongue as he gave her wet kisses. She was about to push him again with her foot, but Father Butch pressed his body to her knees, kaya na-pinned sa seat si Sandy.

Naging mabilis ang paghinga ni father Butch, at nagging mapusok ang halik sa kamay nang dalaga, at kahit hilahin ni Sandy ang kanyang kamay, sakmal ito nang mahigpit nang pari. Gusto nya sanang sumigaw pero, natatakot sya na may makatuklas sa nangyayari. Alam nya kasing kahiya-hiya kapag nalaman nang ka-eskwela nya na napunta siya sa ganung sitwasyong.

Hindi na rin sya pumalag at inisip na marahil titigil din ang pari dahil may manga taong labas-masok sa chapel at  may makakakita sa kanila. Pero sa pag-pressed ni Father Butch papunta kay Sandy, nausog ito paloob nang confessional booth at dahil may spring ang pinto, kusa itong sumarap. Silang dalawa na lang ang nasa loob.

Father Butch kissed slowly climbed to her forearms. Pero, katulad nang nasa sinehan, meron na namang nangingibabaw na sensasyon sa kanyang katawan. Marahil, alam din nang pari na semi-maximum ang libog nang dalagita kaya’t malakas ang loob nitong halikan at hawakan ang bata. Inisip ni Father Butch na bibigay din ang bata.

Nangilabot bigla ang balat ni Sandy, at naramdaman nyang pa-press nang pa-press ang katawan nang nakaluhod na pari sa harap nya. She was dazed as she felt his erection pressing against her knees, and this time, his face was on her belly. While still holding her hands, father Butch pulled them to the side as he started nibbling her belly. She’s still wearing a shirt but she could feel the warm breath of father Butch on her stomach. He continued to nibble her sweaty shirt.

Father Butch pushed himself forward more, making Sandy’s knees to spread open; this time his belly was pressing on her “center”. Father Butch let go of her hands and held her by her waist. Sandy, now, suddenly placed her hands on the priest’s shoulder. She was breathing a little faster now and trying to control herself so not to create any noise.

Hands on her waist, he held her shirt and pulled it up. Sandy huffed as his warm breaths hit her bare skin. Her eyes were closed, her head was tilted up. She could feel her bra being tugged by father’s Butch teeth. Pero he went down again on her belly and continued kissing it and the sides of her body. Her skin tasted salty from the sweat, but her scent was intoxicating. Father Butch sucked and licked her delicate damped skin. She kept holding her moan. He further pressed his body to her center, and upon feeling the added pressure on her pants, Sandy slowly tilted her pelvis, up and down, grinding her “center” to his body.

Feeling her groin grinding on his belly, Father Butch lifted himself while still kneeling and pressed his groin to hers.  It was the first time she felt a “manhood” rubbing on her “girlhood” and she felt the same electrifying jolt she first felt in the theater with her dad. He kept kissing, licking, and biting gently her body, her skin…going up near her armpits.

Sandy:..Oh,…oh, ooh, father Butch..hmm!

Father Butch: Hmm..oohh, anak, mahal na mahal kita!

Sandy: Hmmm, oh father Butch…tama na po!

Father Butch: Sandali na lang..hmm, tsup, tsup, hmmm…!

Sandy: Oh, hmm..shhitt, poh..hmm, father, shhyett po, hmm…ooh!

Father Butch: O baby, ang sarap mo!

Sandy: Oh, daddy, tama na po…oh please!

Father Butch: Sandali na lang baby koh, ohh!

Sandy: Uh, ahmmm…oohh daddy, tama na po!

Father Butch just kept going. His hands were all over her body…

Father Butch: Hmm, si daddy mu ba ang sumuso sa utong mo anak?

Sandy: Hmmm, ohhh, ohh, ohh, hmmm…opo, opo!

Father Butch: Nasarapan ka?

Sandy: (her breathing became faster) hmmh, hmmh, ohm, ohh,..opo, hmmmhahh!

Father Butch: Masarap?

Sandy: Masarap po…ohh, hmm…tama na pohh!

She felt his hands caressing her back as she placed her hands behind his neck, pulling him closer to her body. Father Butch, centered his faced on Sandy’s chest and started kissing and licking the valley between by her breasts. Sandy went crazy and rubbed her still clothed pussy on father Butch’s erection. Father Butch humped Sandy, creating some squeaking sounds on the confessional booth’s seat. Sandy hooked her knees on the priest’s upper thighs (just below his butt) and pulled him more to her.

Oh, she liked the pressure…very much.

Father Butch: Oh, Sandy…baby, and bango mo, ang sarap mo…shit ka anak!

Sandy: Hmm, ohhh..hmm, Oh daddy! Hmmm, ohh, hmm, ohh daddy!

Father Butch: Oh yes, anak…sino daddy mo…sino? Hmm!

Sandy: Ikaw….ohh, ikaw Father Butch…ohh!

Father Butch: Hmm, ohhh, sino ulit daddy mo….?

Sandy: Ohh ikaw, hmm ikaw…Butch, ohh daddy Butch, hmm!

Sandy thought she’d lose her mind from the heat that engulfing her. Father Butch’s body was close to trembling, his head veins seemed to pop; his heart was racing and he could feel it in his throat. He’s pressing her fingers deeper to Sandy’s skin. But she could not feel any pain as Father Butch was slowly taking her to heaven. She pressed herself more to his hardness, and thinking what it would be like with his’ inside hers…

But time wasn’t in their side. Sandy’s phone interrupted their bliss, and they both were startled. Not only that, they heard vehicles outside the chapel as students were being picked up by their parents or drivers. Some people’s voices were becoming more audible too.

But Father Butch would not stop, and Sandy came to her senses. Although she’s still clothed, her damp t-shirt was up and her bras were exposed. Her phone kept ringing, and the sound made her worry that her driver is near and about to fetch her from school. But Father Butch’s grips were stronger and she could not stand up, though she tried.  Eventually however, she was able to manage to pull herself and stood up.

And now standing in front of the Father Butch, but he tried to sit her down. Nevertheless, Sandy started fixing her shirt.

While her hands were busy fixing her shirt and hair, Father Butch managed to place his fingers on the garter of Sandy’s jogging pants. He tugged it forcefully down to her knees. She yelped, and tried pushing his head away but, Father Butch held her strongly; he wrapped his arms around her thigh, and he twisted her whole body and pressed her on the one side of the booth.

Sandy became scare as her phone continued ringing. Her hands were on his shoulder pushing him forward.

Now that she’s naked below, father Butch move her face to her crotch. He sticked his tongue out and touch Sandy’s clitoris with it. Sandy trembled. She told me that her knees almost buckled as she felt the sudden weakness on her legs.

She felt a delightful tingle as father Butch’s pointed tongue lapped her protruding clit.  He kept licking her. Sandy sparse pubic hair rubbed against his nose, but father Butch sniffed her musky feminine hair as he continued licking her clit. He loved the smell, he loved the taste.

Sandy felt another thing she hasn’t felt before. It was something intense, crawling up from her toes to her head. It was a magnificent sensation, and her libido was not semi anymore…it’s apparent to be more. Her grasp on his shoulders loosen up as she seemed to near orgasm.

Father Butch appeared that he could not be stopped. As he continue liking her clit, he slid his hands  behind her thighs (Sandy’s thighs were still closed together), and from behind, he inserted his right fingers between her thighs. With his right fingers pointing at him from behind, and the palm side of his fingers on her left inner thighs, she felt her tiny pussy lips on the upper side of his index finger.

Her 14 year old labias were wet.

Sandy, was really near her orgasm as she now clinching father Butch’s hair.  Her young clit being lick for the first time and the finger pressure on her young teenage pussy was too much to handle, she’s giving up herself…she seemed to be almost there, she’s near.

But it was not meant for that day.

Her phone rang again, and the chapel’s door slammed open, creating a reverberating sound inside the holy temple. Some students were coming in to pray, and maybe to confess too.

Sandy was suddenly brought back to her senses. She was startled and felt scared. She’s scared of getting caught and humiliated.  So this time, she pushed father Butch forcefully, pulled her pants and panties up. She grabbed her things and darted outside the booth. Father Butch could not do anything now because there’s a crowd inside the chapel. Sandy never knew where he went after that, but she could only assume that the good priest went inside his chamber and “helped” himself alone.

She did help herself to orgasm that night.  Before, she’d only rubbed her clitoris and labias when she masturbate, but that night, when she’s certain that Jasmine was asleep, she inserted her finger inside her 14 year old pussy. She’s still a virgin, she told me, at that time, so the touch of her own fingers inside her was totally refreshing. She now broke another barrier of moral reservation as she finger fucked herself to her first penetrated orgasm. Before she slept that night, she wondered what it would be really like if a penis would actually penetrate her for the first time. After that incident with father Butch, she became very very curious about having sex with someone. She’s anxious and excited at the same time because not only she knew well that her first time might be painful, she’d wanted it to happen, wanting it to happen soon…