College is supposed to be a time to explore new experiences. I was never much that type, though. While my peers were out drinking and partying, I stayed in and studied, or read my bible. There's a lot of wickedness out there in the world. You've got to be careful.

I wasn't careful enough, though. You got me wrapped around your finger, tempted me with your sinful vices. Now I think more of you than I do of God.

You came to our church. We were trying to get as many students as possible to make a chastity pledge. You were taller than me, your... large breasts were at about eye level to me. Your smile seemed to light up the room. You wore tight jeans and a leather jacket over a top with no bra. I could see your nipples through the sheer fabric. You seemed interested in everything I had to say, and I felt like you were about to sign up for the pledge when you gasped.

"Oh, gosh! I forgot all about my class! I'm gonna be late. I'd love to sign up, but.. well, could you visit my dorm, tonight? Here's my number, I've got to go!" you scribbled hastily on a piece of paper before running off, leaving me with a tantalising view of your butt waving from side to side as I watched you leave. I had to excuse myself and pray in private, my naughty parts throbbing and tempting me as I thought about you.

I knocked on your door later that night. I was nervous. I wouldn't have the strength of my friends to keep me from temptation, all alone in your dorm. But I was sure it would be fine. I was clutching the pledge sheet, and I even had a silver purity ring in my pocket for you.

You opened the door in leather from head to toe. My heart sank and my knees started to shake. You beckoned me inside, wordlessly, and I obeyed. I heard the door lock behind me.

"I'm not going to sign that pledge, Sweetie. I'm not a virgin, and I don't want to be" you said, your voice tinged with a darkness it hadn't had in the church. "You can go, if you like. But I'd like you to stay".

With a loud rasping noise, you unzipped the leather pants, and your huge cock sprung free. I gasped. I shouldn't have looked, but I couldn't help myself. My eyes widened and fixed to your massive member. I took a step closer to you.

"That's right, Sweetie.. good boy.." you purred, "Get out of those stuffy old clothes, we'll find some cuter things for you tommorow".

You were already speaking about our future together. About tommorow. I'd always felt safe under God's protection. But God had never touched me. You could keep me safe. You could do so much more. My sweater and khakis fell to the floor. I was trembling as I reached for the waistband of my boxer shorts, but you nodded, silently, but firmly making your wishes known. You grinned as you saw my cock already standing to attention.

"Tear that sheet up and suck my cock" you gave the order softly, and as if hypnotised, I was already obeying you. Your cock pointed straight at my nose and I could faintly smell your sweet precum as it dripped from your head. My lips parted and I broke my vows, taking you into my mouth.

Your hand ran through my short hair and you smirked down at me as I clumsily tried to please you, guiding me and giving me pointers. Within a few minutes I was jerking your cock, swirling my tongue around the head and cupping your balls like I'd been sinning for years.

"Get up, Sweetie. Bend over the couch. You know what's next"

I did know what was next. Sodomy. Eternal damnation. Forsaking ever value I'd ever had. I stood and walked to the couch, obediently bending over. I can't believe how much I came that night. I didn't know I was capable of making that much... cum. It was nothing, compared to you, of course. You had to carry me to the shower when you were done with my hole, and I woke next to you in bed, heart racing. I'd realised everything I'd done, the sins I'd committed. How could I give in to temptation like some common whore?

Your arm pulled me closer under the sheets, and I felt your hard cock press up against mine. "Want me to fuck you again before breakfast?" you asked with an evil wink.

I nodded, shamefully. A week later, I was wearing a sheer crop top under a tight leather jacket and demin booty shorts that read "Sissy" on the ass. I proudly wear my collar to class. I can't believe I used to believe all that religious stuff. Jesus never made me cum my brains out.

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