Where it happened: Hay wagon
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I’m a Youth Counselor at our local church. Have been for a couple years. Most of the youth I deal with are juniors or seniors in high school.
A lot of the questions that come up deal with whether pre-marital sex is always wrong, and I have always been consistent in telling them “Yes, it is wrong, and explaning in detail, all of the reasons why it is.”
But, I am a human being, and have these same hormonal urges myself, and not being married, I often have to satisfy myself until the right woman comes along.
Many of the gals in my group are pretty well stacked, and I really have to control my thought processes when I’m with them. And I also have to sympathize with the fellows, who, I know, are thinking some of the same things I’m thinking about.
Last Fall, we made arrangement to go on a hayride, on a farm a few miles from the church. There were about 20 boys and girls and myself. It was a nice warm night, and everyone was having a lot of fun. I was seated toward the rear of this giant hay wagon, and to my surprise, this one girl, Carol, came and sat next to me — and while the others were talking together, and some of them were singing, she placed her hands on my jeans, in my crotch area, and began gently rubbing. I quickly brushed her hand aside, and said (very lowly), “Carol, stop that. You know it’s not right.” But she paid no attention, and kept placing her hand there more firmly, until I had a raging erection.
No one else had seen this and at the end of the ride, we all left the hay wagon had cider and donuts in this little shop there on the farm. Carol kept pretty close to me during this time, although I was talking to several of the other youth as well,and I found myself with that still firm erection that wouldn’t go down.
After about a half hour, the party began to break up, and most of the youth started to go home. Some had their parents pick them up. Some had their own cars, and left in groups. To my surprise, Carol came up to me and asked if I’d give her a ride home. I asked her if she hadn’t come with someone, and she said, No., so I agreed to give a ride home in my SUV.
As we walked into the parking lot, which was by now, empty, and I got the keys out to unlock my vehicle, Carol turned and pressed herself against me and kissed me on the mouth. This really startled me, but it did feel so darn good, and with he body pressed into mine,my penis was really raging. It was standing at full attention inside my jeans.
I knew that all of this was very wrong,but I found myself kissing her back, on the mouth and on the neck, while pushing myself against her with her back against the side of the SUV. “Will you please fuck me, right now?” she said. “I can’ do that,Carol, you know that. I’d love to, but this is just not right,” I replied. “You want me,don’t you?” she said. “Yes,” I said, “But that’s not the issue here,” I said.
By this time, as we were talking, she was taking her right hand and unzipping my jeans and fishing her hand inside my jockey shorts, grabbing me penis and caressing it with her hand, and rubbing it up and down. I was almost creaming my pants.
Well, the spirit was willing, but the flesh was weak,and I finally gave into her temptation. We got onto the rear floor of my SUV, took off our clothes, and we began having sex. I had never done this with any of my youth before, and I’m sure she had never done it before either, but we did make love for a half hour or 45 minutes, and it felt so damn gopod. I came inside her several times, without any protection at all — which was another big mistake — but somehow it seemed so right.
Carol kept thanking me and saying how she had wanted to do this with me for so long. I told her it was certainly sinful, but we could be forgiven for givng into our fleshly lust.
A month later, Carol came to me and told me she had missed her period and she thought she was pregnant. A pregnancy test confirmed that she was. I had no choice but to ask her to marry me, and to go to her parents and tell them what had happened. They were upset at first, but very understanding.
I, of course resigned my position as Youth Counselor, but the Pastor never made public the reason why. Carol and I were married in a private ceremony with only our parents and a few relatives and friends present. I got a different job as a high school counselor, and Carol gave birth to a fine, healthy baby boy a short while ago.
We know that what we did was wrong, but now we enjoy making love together several times a week, and we are convinced that we have been forgiven for that one night of pure lust.
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