The Confessional (Closed for Sexy_Curves)

Wow! This thread just cleared 800 posts (holy fuck!) and is probably the best thing I've ever been a part of writing here on Lit. There's quite a bit to Andrea's story, so in the interest of helping you, the reader, navigate the thread, I'm including a table of contents for the thread thus far. Numbers refer to post number.

Andrea loses her virginity, 7

Party at Julie's, 18
Matt rapes Andrea, 29
Andrea fucks Logan, 49
Andrea blows Matt for coke, 70
Menage a trois with Andrea, Julie, and Mikey, 105

Night out at the Club, 130
Heading upstairs, 143
Private room, 166
Pulled over by the Cops, 191

Amateur Night at the Strip Club, 222
Caught hooking, 261
Andrea whores herself out, 284

Halloween Party, 339
Andrea blows 3 V's, 361
Andrea meets the Devil, 369
Double-teamed by Evil Clowns, 385
Angel's revenge, 404

Extra-Credit, 465

Another party, 510

Punished by Daddy, 522

Runs away to Matt, 578

Locker-Room Gang-Rape, 718



Tommy O'Brien would probably need to go to confession for this sin, someday, but not today. His mother worked at their Catholic church and school. On a dare from some of his buddies, he had stolen the Church key off his mother's key ring and snuck into a confessional (the one he knew Father Clooney wouldn't be using) about an hour before Confession was scheduled to start. He had a buddy out in a pew, who sent him a text message when Father Clooney entered his room, at which point Tommy flipped on the little light above the door to the confessional he was in. He was sitting behind the screen so no one could tell who he was, and he planned on speaking with a bit of a lowered voice.

He also had a tape recorder. That was the point of the dare. None of his friends thought anyone would ever come into the confessional and confess to anything dirty or sexy. Tommy was convinced otherwise. In fact, he was so sure that people did that all the time, to the point where that was the only reason he could think of for anyone ever wanting to become a priest.

On a completely separate but relevant note, about a month ago, Tommy had finally mustered up enough courage to ask out a girl he'd had his eye on for at least a year. She was in his History class. He had asked her out in the hallway after class one day. Not only did she say "no", but did so in a way that made certain that everyone within earshot knew he had been rejected by her. People pointed and laughed. He'd turned bright red and run off. Tommy wasn't popular at all or good at sports or even good at school. He was pretty shy and quiet, even amongst his group of friends (who were themselves a bit of a motley crew). Regardless, it had been pretty embarrassing.

Which was why Tommy's buddy nearly flipped out when she walked into church and went straight to his confessional.

Tommy heard the door open. He pressed record on the tape player.

Tommy
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Andrea
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Andrea Cooper had never been much of the religious type. Despite growing up Catholic, she slept through Sunday mass more often than she went, and she hadn't gone go confession since the 4th grade, when she made her first reconciliation. It was hard to have much of a religious life when her nights were spend with sex, drugs and alcohol. She was one of the best known girls at school. Her blonde hair straight and a few inches past her shoulders, her toned body perfectly tanned. She always dressed nicely, but modestly everywhere but to parties where she let her inner bad girl out to play.

A week after a wild party one night where she'd hooked up with the captain of the football team, she realized she was late. She wound up being eleven days late, and the night before she finally got her period, she had a terrible dream, where she'd wound up in hell.

It was that dream that made Andrea realize she needed to change her wild, slutty ways. After school the next day, she went to her family's church during confession. She knew, despite never going, that Father Clooney always chose the right confessional, and when they had a visiting priest, he took the left.

She saw the green light above the left confessional and walked in, kneeling behind the screen. She took a minute to gather herself, and began.

"Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was 8 years ago"

Tommy's eyes grew wide when he heard her voice. Andrea Cooper. He recognized her immediately. He'd only been crushing on her through most of high school. He couldn't believe his luck. His mind raced, wondering what had prompted her first confession in eight years.

He deepened his voice a bit. "Welcome back, my child," he said. "Eight years is a long time. But God is patient and has been waiting for you. But it's very important that you confess all your mortal sins if you want to get back in God's good grace. Let us take a moment to pray."

Silence. Tommy knew that Andrea had gotten around a little bit. He'd heard some stories, rumors, really. He had a feeling they might be in here for a while. Slowly, silently, he flipped off the switch on the light outside above the door. His buddy, kneeling in the pew, understood the sign. Shaking his head in disbelief, he crossed himself and left the church.

Back in the confessional, Tommy asked Andrea: "Now what has brought you here today, my child?"

Andrea knelt behind the screen, her head bowed as the priest welcomed her back, offering a moment of prayer before they began. She was silent, reflecting on all of the sins she had to confess today. She knew it would take a while, and wondered how many rosaries she'd need to pray to absolve her sins.

Her attention was drawn back to now, in the confessional as she heard the priest address her, asking what had brought her back after so long. She paused for a minute, wondering how she should begin.

"Father, I've done many things that I'm not proud of, especially lately. I've partied too much, and skipped out on mass most weekends. Until recently I haven't really suffered any consequences, but I had a big scare a few weeks after a party, and a dream that I was going to Hell."

She paused for a minute, pressing her head against the wooden frame of the screen.

"And it scared me Father, it really made me want to change."

"I understand, my child," Tommy said. He couldn't believe his luck. He was right! Taking these dirty confessions had to be the best part of being a priest!

"God welcomes you back with open arms, but it is very important that you confess to all of the terrible ways that you have turned your back to your Father's love. Tell me, child, what have you been doing at these parties? And just what do you mean by 'scare'?"

Andrea hesitated for a minute, deciding just where her confession should begin. Losing her virginity was probably where the majority of her sins began. She thought back about how it had happened as she slowly closed her eyes, beginning her confession to the priest.

Father, I've had sex, with various partners. My first time was with my boyfriend I'd been with for two years.



Flashback to that night

Andrea and Josh, her boyfriend had spent the day together, like they did most of the summer. It was a perfect day, which they spent by the lake drinking a few beers, smoking a little, laying in the sun together.

Both Andrea and Josh had fallen asleep, only to be woken up by a sudden downpour of rain. They grabbed their things and quickly ran to an empty boat house, to wait out the storm together.

It was a rickety little shack that hadn't been used in years. There were empty beer bottles and cans lying about, a few old folding chairs. There was no lock on the door. There were holes in the roof, so some rain got through, but it was good enough shelter for the time being. Outside, lighting flashed and thunder rolled over them.

Josh shut the door behind them, and the two dripping wet teens looked at each other and smiled. "I guess there's not much to do now but wait it out, huh?" Josh said. Needing a distraction from the way that Andrea's wet white tee-shirt was clinging to her curves, he took his pipe and weed out of his bag and loaded up a bowl, and they spread out their wet blanket on the dirty floor to sit on, facing each other as they smoked.

It wasn't long at all before they finished the bowl and started making out, giggling in their stoney states as they did. Josh's tongue flicked over her lips. They moved closer together, their hands starting to wander across their perfect young bodies...

Andrea shivered as they sat on their towels, sharing Josh's pipe. She moved closer, leaning against him, kissing him lightly before taking one last hit from the pipe. She smiled as his arms moved around her, their lips meeting as Josh's tongue slid into her mouth.

She looked up at him as his hands moved down her sides, resting at her hips, giggling as his tongue flicked at her lips, her hands moving to his shoulders, slowly moving to the back of his neck.

Josh slowly laid Andrea down on their towels, staying on top of her as they kissed, their bodies sliding over one another's bodies. Her breath caught in her throat as the lightening flashed outside, Josh's hands holding onto her trembling body as she kissed and nibbled at his neck.

Josh groaned, her kisses and nibbles sending electric shocks up and down his spine. He was on top of her now, their bodies pressing together. He felt her legs spreading underneath him, her short skirt riding up her thighs. His cock was getting hard in his swimming trunks, and he let out another low groan as his hardness pressed against her wetness, under that skirt, against the skimpy bikini bottoms she was wearing underneath. His hands moved down to her thighs and then up to her butt as his lips found hers again and he pressed his cock a little harder against her.

Josh wasn't sure what to expect... they'd messed around before, quite a bit, feeling each other up in the backs of movie theatres and cars, making out, stealing kisses, copping feels, but the farthest they'd gone when they were really alone was oral sex. They'd certainly done their fair share of grinding on each other like they were right now, but Josh was sensing a new kind of lust in Andrea's kiss...

Andrea looked up at Josh as his hands moved down her body, his hardening cock pressing against her as he kissed her again, both of them grinding against one another's torso.

She moaned softly, laying back as his hands roamed all over her body. Her heart was pounding as they continued, moving farther with one another than they ever had.

"Josh" Andrea whispered between kisses "I want" taking another deep breath "here, now" she whispered, knowing he'd understand what she was saying in her broken phrases, her eyes locked with his as she wiped his shaggy hair from his eyes.

Josh knew exactly what she meant. He looked right back into her eyes and then kissed her deeply, his tongue sliding over hers, and then broke the kiss and peeled the wet white tee-shirt off her. They got each other naked as quickly as they could. Josh's tee-shirt joined hers, and she pulled down his swimming trunks, exposing his hard cock to her. Her hands were immediately around it, jerking him up and down as he untied the top of her bikini from around her neck and behind her back, letting her large, firm breasts fall free. Her skirt came off a moment later, and he untied her bikini bottoms, and then they were truly naked together for the first time.

He lay on top of her, savoring the feel of their naked flesh pressed together. Her tits felt so good pressed against his chest, and the heat that was being generated between their legs was impossible to resist! The shaft of his cock rubbed along her wet lips. Slowly, a little awkwardly, they used their hands to guide the head of his dick to her hot, hungry entrance.

Andrea looked up at Josh as he nodded, looking back into her eyes as he moved towards her to kiss her again, his tongue in her mouth, their bodies grinding against one another as he broke the kiss to pull off her wet t-shirt, clinging to her body.

She smiled as he untied the top of her bikini, his hands sliding slowly down her body, pulling down her short denim skirt, the low rise bikini bottoms quickly following. "I want this so bad baby" she whispered as her hands slid to his trunks, pulling them down.

As Josh's hands moved back to Andrea's breasts, her hand moved to his cock, rubbing and jerking it as he kissed her. As she let go of his shaft, she felt him rubbing up and down her slit, her moans soft, deep as their hands both moved back to his cock, slowly guiding him to her pussy, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance as he looked at her.

"I want you so bad," Josh groaned, as he felt her heat, her wetness pulling his cock inside her. "God, Andrea, I love you..." he said, whispered in her ear, as the head of his cock pushed inside her. They moaned together at the feeling of it, electricity coursing through their nerves.

He worked his cock in and out of her, just that couple of inches. He felt the barrier, her maidenhood, when his cock pressed against it. He slid in and out of her, the head stretching out her virgin lips a bit, before he pushed against her, into her, his hands holding her hips.

He knew there would be some blood... he broke through and pushed into her virgin pussy, taking her... she was so tight, so hot, so fucking amazing, and there it went, their virginity, gone. Josh groaned, feeling his balls clench as he slid in and out of her, not sure he could keep from coming right then and there! He pulled back out of her, pushed himself off her, holding himself above her, looked into her eyes again.

Slowly, he slid back into her, his impending orgasm delayed for the moment...

Andrea looked up at Josh as he groaned in her ear, whispering to her that he loved her. Their foreheads against one another's as he held her against him. "I love you too Josh, so so much" she whispered back.

Her body trembled as the head of his cock rubbed against the thin piece of tissue, and she leaned back against the towel, looking up at him. She whimpered softly as he pushed past it, thrusting further into her no longer virgin pussy. Her hands moved to the back of his neck as his stayed on her hips, holding her as he gently fucked her.

"Oh Josh" she moaned, looking up at him as they shared this moment together.



Back in the confessional

Andrea finished explaining her first sin, lowering her head. She was silent, waiting for instructions from the priest.

Tommy listened as Andrea described how she lost her virginity. He had a raging hard-on at this point. He had only been planning on getting some funny shit to listen to with his buddies... what he was really getting was blackmail material on a girl who had treated him like shit. He knew there would be more, juicier stuff on the way, if he could only draw it out of her.

"I see," he began. "You have allowed alcohol and marijuana to cloud your judgement, and have turned away from your Lord. Sins of the flesh are grave indeed, my daughter. You will have to atone for each one of them. The first step is admitting them all. Are you still together with this boy at least?" he asked her, knowing full well that she wasn't...

Andrea cringed at the question asked of her by the priest. She waited before she answered, thinking about Josh, about what had happened between them, which involved countless other sins. She realized that it was her fault she wasn't with him, the love of her life.

"No Father, More sinful acts on my behalf were the reason we're no longer together." she admitted, her forehead against the screen as she listened to the silent, long pause before the priest spoke to her again.

Tommy grinned a wicked, evil grin. Oh, he was going to get some dirt on this slut, all right! His mind already boggled at the possibilities, the things he could make her do as he held this information over her head!

"Accept the grace of God, my child, and confess to Him what happened," Tommy said with his deepened voice. "If you do not, there is little I or God can do for your soul."

Andrea nodded, "Yes Father" she said obediently. Her breathing was shaky as she thought of the details of the night she lost the love of her life.

"Josh and I had plans to meet at a party my friend was throwing while her parents were gone" she started.


Flashback to the party


Andrea got to her friend's house early to help set up for the party. Josh had some family plans for part of the day, and they'd arranged to meet at the party when he got there.

Her friend grabbed some beers and her pipe before the party started and the two of them chilled out back by the pool getting comfortable before everyone got there. They were feeling really good, and went back up to her friends room where she got out a small baggie from her jewelry box. Andrea watched as Julie grabbed a mirror and razor blade, cutting out a few lines. Julie handed her a small plastic tube, and pushed the mirror closer to her.

"No, thanks Julie. I'm good" Andrea said, handing the tube back to her.

"Come on Andrea, you'll enjoy the party more, it'll be a good time, I promise".

Andrea bit her lip, looking at the mirror with the lines of powder. She slowly took the tube back, holding it up to her nose, inhaling, snorting the line into her nose. She sat back, holding her head and coughing, wiping at her nose as Julie did the remaining two lines.

There was some noise outside as people started arriving, and they both made their way down the stairs, where they ran into Julie's friend Matt. She introduced him to Andrea, before she ran off to let more people inside.

Andrea's friend, Julie

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Julie's friend, Matt

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Matt came to the party, not necessarily looking to hook up with anyone but definitely trying to get rid of the half-dozen gram bags of coke in his pocket. The high-school coke-heads knew he was the hook-up, and he got rid of two of the bags before he even made it in the door, mingling with the group of kids out front. He had his own personal stash in a bullet, a little glass cocaine-delivery device. After taking a couple sniffs in the bathroom, he wandered out and ran into Julie, who introduced him to her friend Andrea.

"Hi Andrea," Matt said, a charming grin crossing his face. He looked the blond up and down as he said: "So how you doin tonight? Ready to enjoy this party? I think it's gonna get kinda wild. Should be a good one." He took a swig of his beer. He sniffed, involuntarily, a rush of coke hitting his brain when he did, and he smiled. He leaned in close to her as he noticed her own sniffles. "So you like to party hard, babe?"

Andrea took a drink of her beer, smiling at Matt. "I'm good" she said, scoping the room for Josh again. "Yeah, it's been a while since I anyones thrown a decent party. She turned her neck slightly as he leaned in, asking her his next question in almost a whisper.

She still couldn't find Josh, so she turned back to look at him as she nodded. "Is there any other way to party?" she answered in the same volume.

"Not if you ask me," Matt replied, "but some people can't keep up." He looked around as more people were filling the Julie's living room. A couple guys were setting up a pair of turntables and a PA in the corner. That was good. Dancing always made it easier to sell coke.

Speaking of... Julie came back up to the two of them. "Hey Matt," she said, leaning in close to him. Andrea could just barely hear her. "I'm gonna need some more of that stuff for tonight, babe." Matt raised an eyebrow, winked at Andrea.

"How much you need?" Matt asked.

"An eight ball would just perfect," Julie said, smiling at him. "Two hundred?"

"A buck-eighty for you, honey," Matt replied.

"I got it up in my room," Julie replied. Matt's hand slid up Andrea's back as Julie walked off. They followed her back up the stairs to her bedroom. Julie closed her door behind them, opened her dresser, and handed Matt nine twenty-dollar bills. Matt pulled a baggie from his pocket filled with white rocks, the largest of which about half the size of a golf ball. Julie held it up to the light. "You're generous," she said with a smirk. "Thank you."

Music started playing downstairs, the powerful bass reverberating through the house. "No, thank you, Jules," Matt said. "You girls wanna do a couple lines before we get back to the party?" he asked, pulling out another little baggie from his shirt pocket, clearly his personal stash.

Andrea watched as more people came in, still glancing around for Josh as Matt spoke to her. She smiled at him as Julie walked over to them, leaning towards Matt, saying something she could just hear. She finished her beer at Matt slipped his hand up her back, leading her back to Julie's room so she could pay him.

She heard the music start playing downstairs, her mind still on Josh when Matt asked if they wanted to do a few more lines before going back. Before she could answer for herself, she heard Julie answer for both of them. "Of course we do" Julie told Matt, grabbing Andrea's arm and pulling her towards the bed. She grabbed the mirror and razor from earlier, setting them on the bed.

Matt sat down on the bed between the two girls, taking the mirror and razorblade. He set the mirror on his lap and pulled a rock out of his bag, started cutting it up and breaking it down to a fine powder, with quick, proficient, practiced movements. In no time at all, he had half a dozen lines cut out, good-sized ones at that. Julie's eyes grew wide; these lines were twice the size of the ones they'd done earlier.

Julie snorted one of her lines; it took her two tries to get it all, and let out a little "woo!" as she handed a rolled-up twenty over to Andrea. A smile broke across her face as the rush hit her. "Oh, that's good shit... Matt you always have the best stuff," she said, and sniffled, leaning up on him, her hand on his thigh and crawling towards his crotch. They both turned and looked at Andrea, Matt holding the mirror up for her.

Andrea watched Matt as he cut out six lines, taking one of the twenties Julie gave him and rolling it up. She watched nervously as Julie snorted one of her lines, handing her the rolled up twenty. She watched Julie's hand move up Matt's thigh as he held the mirror closer for her.

She held the twenty between her fingers, looking at Matt and Julie before she bent down a little, pulling her hair back with one hand, snorting at one of the lines, fighting back coughing until she finished her line after three tries. She coughed a bit, handing the twenty to Matt, sitting back on the bed, sniffing and wiping at her nose.

She watched as Matt did his line in one snort, handing the twenty back to Julie, her hand slowly working its way back down his thigh before she took the rolled up bill between her fingers.

Julie's foot was tapping to the beat coming from downstairs. She was starting to get ancy to dance. She took the twenty and blew her next line in a single snort, sniffing a few times, wiping up what little she missed with her finger and applying it to her gums. She stood up, kissed Matt on the cheek after he blew his second line. "Thanks a lot Matt!" she said. "I just got to get down there and dance and make sure nobody tears the house up too bad. See you down there!" Julie said, kissing Andrea on the cheek as Matt handed her the rolled-up twenty. Matt sniffed, using his finger to clean up the little specks of coke he'd missed and sucking it into his mouth.

"No problem. We'll be right down," Matt said. Julie shut the door behind her as she walked out. Matt looked at Andrea... he could tell she probably didn't need any more coke right now. Of course, nobody ever really needs any more coke, but it's always fun to do some more...