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The Marriage Counsellor (18+) II

This is what happens when a naughty marriage counsellor has a burning desire to bed the bride-to be. Read this new story! This is the time alone with Ebube, the bride to be.

I laughed. “I never said she was a slut, Osagie. I just asked about her panties so that I can get a better idea of the kind of woman that you are marrying. So, do her panties come all the way up on her hips, or are they lower? Like hugging her hips?” Osagie nodded.

“Ok, thank you. I appreciate your honesty. You’re doing great. Is there anything else that you two have done that I should know about?” He shook his head vigorously. I guessed that he had other things but I decided to let it go.

I went over and sat beside him, then reached over and pulled him nearer to me. He continued to sob. “It’s ok, really. This can all be forgiven in the eyes of the church. it’s just that, well, it requires some special absolution.”

His eyes red with tears looked up at me.

“Really? We can still get married in the church? Ebube can still have her church wedding?”

“Of course, she can. But I’m going to have do some special counseling for both of you. Do you agree to follow my instructions, and to not speak of this to anyone, including Ebube?”

“Yes Pastor! I will do anything to help Ebube have her church wedding!”

“Perfect. Well, that’s all for now, Osagie, but remember counseling is strictly confidential. No talking to Ebube about anything tonight. You don’t want her to be embarrassed by our conversation, do you?”

“No, I won’t tell her anything. I know that you are meeting her soon, but I’ll let you work it out. Thanks, Pastor!” He quickly got up, waved, and left. He probably wanted to keep me from asking any more questions.

***

The next evening was my session with Ebube. I fully planned to use my information to get that girl in my arms. Or at least sucking me off. I had a plan, and I was sure that it would work.

Ebube came promptly at 6:30. She was that kind of person, punctual and prepared. Where Osagie was a little slow, Ebube was quite intelligent, but she was very naive. She had lived such a sheltered life that she would be unlikely to think that I would try to do anything that was wrong with her. I’m her pastor, after all. I want the very best for her!

When I opened the door on that beautiful evening, I saw a goddess at my door. Ebube was wearing a simple little blue dress with a cute pattern, and a little white sweater that hung on her shoulders. For modesty, I assumed.

I invited her into my living room. I had done Osagie’s counseling at my office, but I decided that it would be more appropriate to have Ebube come to the residence.

It just seemed more intimate and safer for her. I asked her if she wanted a drink, which she declined. I led her into the living room and she sat on the couch, and I sat in the chair next to her.

I was less formal than usual, wearing black jeans and a tight white t-shirt that showed off my physique better than a suit would. I wanted her to see a man tonight, but a safe man, a man who would protect her from the evils of the world.

“Thanks for coming, Ebube. I’m glad you could come over here. I hope it was no trouble for you.”

She smiled, nervously. “No, no pastor, it’s fine. I’m just glad to be getting this counseling finished so that we can get married. What happened with Osagie last night? He wouldn’t tell me at all!”

I returned the smile. “No, I asked him to keep our conversation confidential because he spoke of some things that might have been embarrassing for you. I wouldn’t want you to be embarrassed. But Osagie did mention that you have had some sexual experiences. I would like to know about it if you don’t mind.”

She felt embarrassed. “I can’t believe he told you about that! It was only one time! Osagie and I were broken up! I only dated the boy once!”

Pardon me? Ebube had just gone off script. What’s this about another boy? This might be better than I imagined! I need to get her to tell me about it, but I don’t want her to think that I don’t know about it all.

“Ebube, why don’t you just tell me in your own words? What happened with this boy?”

She was clearly uncomfortable. “Pastor, I told you, it was only one date, and he got me drunk and, well, I was mad at Osagie for breaking up, and well, we, you know, did it!”

So, the perfect little virgin isn’t a virgin at all? Hm, this is about to get fun!

“Did he rape you? Did you fight him off? And how far did you really go? Did you have intercourse with that boy?”

“No, it wasn’t rape. I was a little drunk, my defenses were down and I let him go too far. Before I knew it, I was naked on the backseat and he was about to shove his, um, penis into me!”

“And did he?”

“Yes, and it hurt, crazy! I wanted him to stop but he, um, ejaculated after just a couple of seconds! I was so worried that I would get pregnant! Oh God, I’m so embarrassed! You will never let me get married in the church! I’m such a slut!”

She was almost starting to cry, so I got up and grabbed some tissues and sat down next to her, giving the tissues to her. While she composed herself again, I took her hand and held it in mine, dangerously close to my thickening dick.

I needed to tread lightly here or I would lose her. No guilt at this point.

“Ebube, it’s fine, we can work this out. You said it was only one date. You only had intercourse with him that one time? Have you had intercourse with Osaigie?”

“Only once. I was so mad at him that I never saw him again. I ran back to Osaigie and begged him to forgive me. Osaigie was so kind. No, Osaigie and I have never had intercourse. I told him that we had to wait.”

“Good for you, dear one. Your patience will be rewarded. I’m so sorry that your first experience was so bad. It’s one of the reasons that we want our children to wait until marriage.

Intercourse should be a wonderful experience and not something done in the back seat of his parent’s car!” I was almost shouting, and I needed to calm it down. “Did he cause you to orgasm?”

“No, no, nothing like that. Well, his, um, penis was not very big and, well, I hardly felt anything except pain.”

“Other than this boy, have you had sexual relations with anyone else? Not just intercourse, but any kind of sexual interactions?”

“Well, if Osaigie told you about Nonso, then I’m sure he told you about what he and I do. But I have never been naked with Osagie, and we have not had intercourse. I want to wait until our wedding bed.”

“Yes, Osagie told me about some of the things that you do together, but I want to hear from you. So, you say that this boy’s penis was small, is Osaigie’s penis bigger?”

She started feeling embarrassed again. “Yes, a little bigger. Not scary big or anything but I like his penis. And he likes me to play with it. So, I do. I can’t expect him to not have release, can I?”

“Ah, I understand. But you enjoy giving him release, don’t you? You like watching him ejaculate, or feeling it in your mouth, don’t you? It’s kind of thrilling, isn’t it?”

I thought she might faint. “Pastor, I don’t know what Osaigie told you, but I do it for Osaigie, to help him keep calm until the wedding. He is very anxious to, you know, consummate the marriage.”

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