Exodus 21:24 (closed for sallythescorpion)

Tommy looked down into the faded and wrinkled photograph he held in his hands.

Around them the sermon droned on slowly.

It was Katie. His girlfriend. His, ex-girlfriend. She was dead, she had killed herself, because of him.

Red eyes flashed up from the photograph to latch onto the man who was speaking to his congregation. Katie had told him that she went to this church, she had told him that she was going to counseling with Pastor Dylan, and that things were going well. Until last week. Something had changed, and the next thing Tommy saw was Katie hanging from the ceiling fan with both of her wrists slashed and chair kicked out from underneath. The grief had consumed him, but it did not take long to turn from grief to anger with Tommy; he had never been a very quiet or peaceful human being. Heavy metal, rock, fighting, and drugs were his life from a very young age. Unlike many others who were born into this situation he had no desire to 'get out' or make a 'change' of any sort. He loved his life, and would have never give it up. Not even for Katie. That had been a big part of her counseling apparently, she had joined the church, and wanted him to do the same, but he wouldn't budge. She loved him, but the church said that she shouldn't be a part of his life. The way he wanted to live his life.

Because of that she was dead. His Katie was dead, his beautiful, sexy, kinky, talented Katie was fucking dead. That was the only reason Tommy was anywhere near this fucking place. He was here to get revenge, somehow, someway, he was going to make that fucking pastor pay for what he had done to Katie.

As the sermon ended with a prayer for Katie Tommy could not help himself, tears formed in his eyes, and he left the sanctuary. Tears of anger and pain blurring his sight, he stumbled into the bathroom and took a deep breath as he stared into his own red eyes in the mirror. His appearance did not match the church going folk; he could feel their stares when he was around them. All black clothing save for the white band name on his shirt, hair gone everywhere and thickly gelled, leather half-gloves, and a thick chain around his neck with Katie's locket attached to the end.

"Fucking pricks!" He snarled at the mirror, before sending his fist into the drywall. Shattering it.

Then he heard a noise. Someone was in the stalls, the pink stalls, shit; he'd walked into the ladies bathroom.

Then he heard it again. It wasn't a lady like sound, or nervous one either. It was a moan, a soft one, very soft, followed by some sort of rubbing. With a frown, he walked closer; setting his converse black & whites down softly as he slipped into the adjacent stall. Carefully, he stepped up onto the toilet and glanced over the divider. It was hard to not fall, or make a noise when he realized what it was he was looking at. She was masturbating, some slutty church girl rubbing her nicely trimmed twat as she moaned and tried to stifle her groans. Tommy tilted his head to the side, thinking her recognized the girl, but then he heard the door opening and ducked down. He went ahead and pissed in the stall, and walked out without a smirk as the lady who saw him gasped. Flipping her the bird, he went out and waited... Waited to find out who the girl was, his eyes narrowed as someone came out... It was the lady.

Quickly she was followed by the girl. The pastor's daughter.

Fucking perfect.

Stepping forward he followed the rather pretty, and innocent looking young girl as she slipped out of the church. Just as she turned the corner and made for a ugly colored car, he stopped her, "Hey." He said softly, "You're uh, the pastor's daughter, right? I'm Katie's..." He trailed off, unable to continue past her name, "Did you know her well? I'm kinda... Trying to figure things out." He said, as he scratched the back of his head and gave a rather innocent look, as he wondered what a pastor's daughter was doing rubbing herself in the bathroom.

Rebekah Dylan was wearing a demure dress, her church dress, or rather one of them. She hated them! It was like something her granny would wear.

Elbows covered, knees covered, high neckline, and lose fitting, ensuring that no part of her body would be hinted at. She was small and petite anyway, and with her b cup breasts, she looked like a child dressing up in mother's clothing!

She didn't want to go to church either, but her father insisted, and if she didn't go, she would be grounded, and carefully chaperoned. In essence, she would be smothered, driven to and from school, never left for a minute on her own!

She was 18 for fuck's sake! When would she be treated like an adult??! She saw him then, the 'out of place sample of raw testosterone, complete with tats and cool gear. She didn't recall him from school, although on second thoughts, he looked older than her, not a lot, but five or six years perhaps. When the service ground to a halt, she had to go to the bathroom and take care of her pressing need!

She pulled up her skirt, braced her foot on the toilet and began to rub her clit as she fantasised about him. Oh to be on the back of his bike, taken out of this one horse town! She would see the country, the whole of it, not just the carefully censored bits Daddy allowed her to see.

She came, and then exited the bathroom, planning on going home.

"You're uh, the pastor's daughter, right? I'm Katie's...Did you know her well? I'm kinda... Trying to figure things out."

Oh great! Just great!! Was she destined to spend her whole life as 'the pastor's daughter'?? She was her own person and wanted to proved to everyone that she was different ,that she was not the goody goody two shoes everyone thought her to be!

"Yes, that' me! I'm Rebekah, and you are......??? Oh, Katie, yeah, that was sad! I didn't know her! Daddy would never let me hang out with anyone interesting in case they were a bad influence, you know?! But from what I saw of her, I thought she was sweet. I'm so sorry about what happened!"

She was babbling a bit, trying to cover her disappointment that he was interested in her memories of Katie, rather than interested in Her. Still, Rebekah had no intention of wasting her opporturnity.

"So, Its good to see you! I'm glad you came here! I hope you find comfort!"

Inwardly she sneered at herself. you'll be telling him to have a nice day in a minute!!! Show him you are a person, a real person!!

"I love your tats! I always wanted one, but daddy would die of shock!!"

Sooner or later someone would tell Daddy she was talking to him, if she wanted alone time with him, she needed to get a move on.

"I'd love to take a ride on your bike sometime..... you know, if you weren't busy and all that!"

She popped one of the buttons on her frumpy dress, hoping he would be able to see beyond it!

Daddy? Tommy almost started laughing when he heard the childish word emanate from a woman he had just seen masturbating herself inside of a church. On second thought it kind of fit. With the whole ladylike dress and cute little curls in her hair, not to mention her entire attitude. The way her hands moved as she talked, and she sort of bounced on her toes a lot. A spunky little girl. When she mentioned his tats, he grinned, and when she mentioned his bike he full out smiled. Not only had he figured out who he was going to take his revenge out on, but he'd been given the how to get things started on a silver platter. Tommy tilted his head to the side as if he was thinking about it. He spoke quickly and rather quietly as he saw Pastor Dylan approaching from out of the corner of his eyes. The man was in quite a hurry too.

"Midnight tonight. Meet me out back behind your house. Wear something warm," He leaned over and put her button back in place, "And something sexy underneath." Those last words he breathed into her ear as he hurried away; avoiding her father while giving him a a smirk.

The entire church crowd heard his bike as it roared to life, and he tore out of the parking lot with a squeal.

Tommy filled his pack with a few things he thought he might use later that night. Condoms, pair of handcuffs, a ball gag that Katie had loved, along with one of her dildo's. She had been quite kinky, and one of her other issues had been the kinky side of her life once she joined the church, obviously there was nobody within the church that would practice that kind of thing; outside of marriage. That drove her nuts, and right back into Tommy's arms night after night. She wasn't a masochist or slut or anything like that. She just liked being tied up every once in awhile, especially when she was a little drunk and she would cum hard. Again and again. After awhile it was so good it hurt, or so she said. That was when Tommy would use the cuffs, or the dildo, or both.

The Dylan's house was on a hill, and their backyard had an alley running through it. Tommy was able to coast his bike down the hill and stop it silently in the back alley as Rebekah burst out and hurriedly jumped on the back. He gave her an extra helmet, and a leather jacket to go over the sweater she had thrown on over whatever sexy outfit she had chosen. Hopefully she had something, Tommy thought with a grin inside of his helmet. He coasted down the rest of the hill, before firing the engine off and zipping onto the nearest highway. The ride was probably the best of his life, and certainly was the best of Rebekah's. They zoomed over to the coast, and into a park passed the curfew hours and NO VEHICLE restrictions. Right down to the sandy beach. Tommy parked his bike on the pathway just in front of the sand, and finally took off his helmet.

"Well, how was that?" He asked, as he took out a case of XX and a blanket. "Cmon, let's go find a spot..." He added, nodding toward the waterfront.

"Midnight tonight. Meet me out back behind your house. Wear something warm,"

Her face lit up, and she smiled, blushing as he did up the button she had popped on her top. Her heart was hammering, and she buzzed with excitement.

"And something sexy underneath."

His hot breath in her ear sent shivers down her spine, and she thought that he might be the one, the one she had been hoping for. Someone exciting, whose future lay outside this one horse town. Someone different! A bad boy!

"See you Tommy!"

She whispered it, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She was thrilled that he had picked her! How great was that?!

The rest of the day passed in a blur - Sunday lunch passed - more of Daddy's sermonising, prayers, and then the obligatory family walk, evening prayers, and a cold supper, followed by bedtime at nine thirty.

She went to her room, and began trying on things to wear tonight for her assignation with her very own bad boy! She put on her ipod and listened to music - NIN, Greenday, Eminem, all the music Daddy said was the work of the Devil. She rolled her eyes, eager to shake off her perpetual good girl image.

She wondered if she would lose her virginity to him?? She was eager to get rid of it, but all the boys she knew were so timid and respectful - more so with her, what with her being a preacher's daughter an all......... Her thoughts trailed off.


She pulled on stockings and a tiny jean mini-skirt that she kept hidden from her Daddy, and then a tank top that she was supposed to wear over her bra and under her shirt, so that nothing showed through, except Rebekah wore it over her bare tits. She was small, so she didn't need much support, and then she pulled on her jean jacket over the top, lipstick darkening her lips and kohl pencil and mascara emphasing her eys.

She climbed out her window, and down, making her way to the appointed spot, shaking with excitement seeing him there.

She climbed onto the back of the bike, her skirt even shorter now that her legs sat outside his, and she held tight to his toned torso.

They parked by the waterfront, and he put a blanket on the ground, and she sat down, striking a pose that she thought might be seductive.

He had beer, and she took one, popped the top, and took a long drink. She had had beer before, a couple of times, and while she didn't actually like it, she was determined to perservere!

He sat beside her and she allowed her eyes to drink him in.

She was wondering if he would make a move, and then she remembered Katie, and her heart sank. Maybe it would be too soon for him! How soon was too soon she wondered, thinking that she really wanted to be with him. He made her hot, just looking at him!!

"So.....you come here and hang out a lot?"

She could have kicked herself. Was that lame or what! She blushed but it was concealed by the darkness. She felt awkward, unused to interaction with boys, and she certainly had no experience with men! She was thinking hard, trying to come up with something to say, something that would make her look sophisticated. She desperately wanted to impress him, but lacked the know how!

Tommy gave a soft chuckle.

"No... I don't 'hang out' much anymore." He gave a wink just to let her know he was teasing her on purpose, "I normally come here to get fucked up," He smirked and finished off his first beer with ease. His eyes roamed over Rebekah's body. He quickly decided that she really was attractive. That damn dress she had been wearing was just too plain to fit someone with such nice, tight body as hers, she would need to show that off more often. Reaching across between them he unbuttoned the top of her jean jacket, and then sipped his beer as he laid back on an elbow and raised his eyebrows.

"So what'd you decide to wear? I could tell that damn dress of yours was not the first thing you wanted to put on today. You're way too cute to wear something like that, ever again. Outa punch someone for forcing you to do that..."

Another sip and he was already through half the bottle. Luckily he'd bought a twenty-four instead of a twelve or six pack. It was hard to forget about Katie out here, even with such a tempting little minx right there in front of him. This had been their favorite spot, and they had got fucked up together time and time again in this very location. Which usually ended up with Tommy fucking Katie, or making her cum in some other way that really got her hot. He'd loved that shit, and missed it. That was the reason, more than anything, that he'd brought Rebekah out here.

As she removed the jacket he saw that he was right. She had a tight little body. It was perfectly fuckable. Just the way he liked it. Tight tummy, tight ass, tight thighs, fuck even her chest was rather tight with those perky breasts. They weren't big at all, and nothing rolled or jiggled. He felt his cock surge underneath the black jeans he was wearing.

"Damn," He commented with a whistle as he reached for his third, or maybe it was his fourth, beer of the night.

"I can see why your 'daddy' keeps you all dressed up. Guys might get a little excited in church... Wouldn't they? Seeing this," He reached a hand out and ran it across her flat stomach. Since he was leaning over, he just leaned a bit closer to whisper in her ear as his fingertips brushed between the waistband of her skirt and the thin shirt she had worn. Running his fingers softly over her smooth tummy fluff, and the warm skin beneath it. "Might even make girls horny too... Might make them want to go into the ladies room and..." His lips were now touching her ear, and he could feel her body shaking, "Rub their naughty parts."

Tommy's fingers slipped under the waist band of her skirt.

"Wouldn't it?"

Rebekah could hardly believe she was out here, especially with him, with Tommy the hunky bad boy. She could hardly wait to tell her friends!! Those girls would be pea green with envy!! That was if they believed her at all!!

She'd never had a boyfriend! There had been a few boys who had liked her, one even brought her to the church Easter picnic, but her Daddy had disapproved of him. He had "bad blood" apparently. that meant that his parents were separated and his family were not as god fearing as her Daddy thought they should be!! Besides, Daddy had hovered within a few feet of them all day long, and had ruined it. Her friends had teased her unmercifully, that she was going to be a virgin for ever!!

And here she was, with a tattooed, beer drinking biker!! And he was touching her. He liked her, she could tell.

"So what'd you decide to wear? I could tell that damn dress of yours was not the first thing you wanted to put on today. You're way too cute to wear something like that, ever again. Outa punch someone for forcing you to do that..."

She slipped of her jacket, the dark concealing her blush. It was cool, and the night air was making her nipples hard, making them stand proud against the thin white stretchy cotton of her tank top.

"I don't like those frumpy dresses at all! Daddy insists on modesty in all things!! I have to keep my shoulders covered, her knees covered, and show no clevage at all! He's so old fashioned!! Ever since Momma died, he has been even more smothering than before!! He drives me to school you know, and collects me. I can't go with my friends, because he disapproves of them! I swear, if he had his way, I'd be a nun!!!"

"I normally come here to get fucked up,"

She gulped, and wondered for a moment if she was out of her depth! Determined to put her good girl image behind her, she drained her beer, and reached for another. Already she could feel its effect on her, unused as s he was to drinking. She giggled.

"I can see why your 'daddy' keeps you all dressed up. Guys might get a little excited in church... Wouldn't they? Seeing this,"

Her tummy quivered as his fingers grazed it, and she hollowed her stomach, as his fingers trailed beneath the waistband.

"I.... I got this skirt from my friend, I keep it hidden. Daddy would never allow it!"

She giggled as she considered his words.

"Do you think the guys at church would get hot for me? Really?"

It was partly that she was unused to compliments, certainly of the nature he'd just given, and it was partly that she was fishing for compliments, loving the way it made her feel. Her pussy contracted, and her clit throbbed as she imagined making all the guys as church hard! It would be so sinful!!

"Might even make girls horny too... Might make them want to go into the ladies room and..Rub their naughty parts."

She moaned, as the perverted thought filled her mind. That would be so sinful.

"Really? You think that girls would..... no! surely not?! Daddy says homosexuality is a crime against God, something so sinful that anyone who condones it should be cast out!!"

She shut up, embarrassed at repeating her father's mantra. She didn't want to be a prude, she wanted to be wild and exciting! She wanted Tommy to be real hot for her!!

She smiled at him, blushing as he bit her lower lip.

"I bet they'd all cream their panties for you Tommy! You are so hot!! Would it make you hot to think I could turn the girls on? To make them wet for me?!!"

She moaned as his fingers slipped beneath the waist of her tiny skirt. She blushed as her touched her mound, the first person to do so, other than herself. She was shocked at how pleasureable she found it.

"I .... Oooooh!"

She moaned and parted her legs as much as the mini skirt allowed, as his hand slipped lower, delving between her legs, tracing her over the soft cotton fabric of her low rise boy shorts. She was so glad they had come into fashion, and Daddy had allowed her to buy them, having banned her from wearing thongs and anything remotely skimpy. Prior to the boyshorts, he had insisted on "Grannypanties!"

She cried out as his fingers traced her folds, grazing her clit, making her quiver. She held her breath, waiting, waiting, and then when he did nothing more, she spoke, her voice husky with desire. Her libido and the alcohol making her inhibitions disappear in the face of her needs.

"Touch me Tommy! Please!"

The smooth material under Tommy's hand did excite him, and so did the prospect of Rebekah and another girl creaming their panties for him. It had happened before, so it wasn't really the prospect but the memory of such a thing, of course he could hardly bring up his experiences now; especially with the innocent little pastor's daughter on the verge of her first experience that she would ever really remember. So instead of saying anything he just chuckled and listened to her impassioned pleas; he gave her more, running his fingers between her legs and digging into her panties searching out the folds for her pleasure button. It was easy to tell when he found it as her reaction was quite cute. Her tiny chest stopped rising and falling, and her eyes opened wide. He gave a soft chuckle as he held the tiny bit of flesh in his fingers without hardly moving an inch down there, but above he leaned in close to nibble on Rebekah's ear.

"Well I think I've found one girl that would cream her panties for me. Ain't I? This cute little thing named Rebekah. She's even the pastors daughter, but she's so freaky. Isn't she?"

Tommy then delicately twisted the bit of flesh in his fingers. It slipped from his grasp with the movement, and so he found it again and twisted. Once again it slipped out of his grasp. The next time he squeezed hard, and laid half of his chest on top of Rebekah's so that she would stop squirming so much. This time when he twisted he didn't loose his hold, and was able to twist back and forth as he kissed her tenderly taut neck and the straining flesh beneath.

"You would make me hard, if you wore this or anything like it to church, and just about every other guy in the damn place. You're one sexy little animal, and I know you are a wild one too. I can see it in your eyes, and feel it the way you move. Yeah, you're a crazy little slut... You just haven't realized it yet, have you?"

By this time she was simply writhing in his hands, and he decided to let go. Slowing down the pace as he teased her neck and shoulders with kisses while his hand slipped from between her legs and pulled the white tank top up and over her breasts. The nipples were hard as little pebbles, and he waisted no time in taking them both into his mouth, one at a time, and chewing them slowly. Tommy would not go near that wet, hot, itching place between her thighs no matter how hard Rebekah would beg though. He would start kissing her trembling tummy toward it, but never quite reach the waist band of her skirt or panties. In fact he even poured XX over her shivering belly, and drank it up noisily from her belly button before wiggling his tongue against the cute piece of flesh. But he wouldn't go any further. Each time he came back up to her breasts, or her throat, and sometimes even her tender little lips to whisper more naughtiness into her ears.

"I saw you," He said, "In the bathroom today. Touching yourself... What were you thinking of while your Daddy prayed and told people about god? Were you thinking about some hot stud, ramming you from behind? Or maybe... One of your little girlfriends, licking your sweet little pussy? Or maybe me... Doing this."

She writhed under his expert touch, her legs splayed as Tommy teased her clit. Oh God! It felt so good!! So much better than when she did it!! She wriggled, wanting .... more, but not really understanding what "more" was.

One thing she was certain of though, was that she didn't want him to stop. She moaned audibly when he moved from the throbbing bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs, and turned hsi attention instead to her breasts. Oh, it was lovely, him touching them, stroking her belly, kissing her mouth and neck, and even drinking beer from her navel, sucking it from the hollow of her belly, but none of it was quite what she wanted, what she needed.

"You would make me hard, if you wore this or anything like it to church, and just about every other guy in the damn place. You're one sexy little animal, and I know you are a wild one too. I can see it in your eyes, and feel it the way you move. Yeah, you're a crazy little slut... You just haven't realized it yet, have you?"

His words struck her as naughty, and they excited her no end. She gasped, at his calling her a slut. Was she a slut? No, but she found that she now very much wanted to be one, so she would be exciting to Tommy, and not just the boring Preacher's daughter.

He played her body like a fine instrument, teasing and tormenting her, until she shocked herself by asking for things she never thought to articulate.

"Touch me! down there!! You know.. touch my....my private parts!!"

She was crimson as she said it, shocked that her lusts had overtaken her inate modesty and she had had to ask him. She had imagined that a man like him would be all but forcing himself on her. Never had it occured to her that she might need to egg him on!!

"I saw you, in the bathroom today. Touching yourself... What were you thinking of while your Daddy prayed and told people about god? Were you thinking about some hot stud, ramming you from behind? Or maybe... One of your little girlfriends, licking your sweet little pussy? Or maybe me... Doing this."

"Oh sweet jesus!!"

She moaned the blasphemy, mortified at having been seen. What must he think of her, seeing her do something so sinful??

However, despite her humiliation, she was also excited by his words, very much so. She had actually been thinking about him, about Tommy, but she wasn't about to tell him that!! His suggestions though, made her throb - the idea of some guy fucking her from behind, like an animal, seemed so sinful. She had seen that in a dirty movie one night at Alison's party, and it had reminded her of how animals mated. His suggestion that she had been thinking of one of her friends licking her .... her pussy ( she could hardly think the word!) made her moan aloud. It was so perverse, such a wicked thing to think of, and now that he had planted the suggestion, she found herself visualising her girlfriends, licking her body, sucking on her clit. Oh why didn't Tommy touch her clit??! She needed it, so badly!!

"If I tell you what I was thinking of, will you touch me there now? Will you rub me like you did a minute ago, and I'll tell you why I was in there, playing with myself??"

Tommy waited a long time to answer Rebekah because he was too busy watching her helplessly cute face as it twisted and blushed. Twisted between need, embarrassment, desire, and horror at her own reactions. Then the blushing. It was so sweet, so cute, so sexy. Tommy had always found blushing sexy. It just made horny as fuck whenever he found an especially cute girl blushing because she was embarrassed about how pretty he found her, or how sexy, or even how slutty in some cases. Like Rebekah. He'd had her in his clutches for all of an hour, if that, and already she was begging for him to get her off like the little slut he had known she was. This plan of his was going far too easily, and with that he finally jerked back to the present, somewhat.

"Yes... But wait," He grinned and shifted his weight; sliding his torso between her legs and sliding down somewhat.

"Tell me every little detail... Every little bit of sweet sweat... Every drop of your tasty pussy, and every second of every moment of your nasty little dreams."

Between each and every word Tommy had kissed her. Starting on her left breast, the nipple, and working his way across to the right. Then directly down the center of her belly, covered as it was in air light hair and dotted with goosebumps. He created a line of cool saliva like a winding road across the flat stomach, going back and forth, until he'd covered the entire thing and his tongue flicked around the waistband of her skirt.

Carefully he teased the skirt down her hips, just enough to do the same to her panties, and reveal just the top of her pussy. Tommy kissed along her pelvis. Drawing closer and closer as she told him about her fantasies. Stopping whenever she attempted to stop, and resuming only once she figured out that talking was the only thing that was going to keep him going. He wanted to hear everything before giving her what she wanted.

Finally his tongue prodded against her erect clitoris, and the moment he grazed it she was cumming. So instead of waisting another moment. He suckled the sensitive skin into his mouth, and bit down lightly as his strong hands held her hips to keep her from buckling into his face and breaking his nose. With a sly grin, he hummed, vibrating the nub even harder as his teeth dug in delicately.

He loved doing this to first timers. Not only did he learn so much about them that they would never tell him otherwise, but it was hot as fuck watching them cum for the very first time at the hands of someone else.

Fucking hot as hell.

Rebekah blushed as he moved, positioning himself between her thighs, his face mere inches from her pussy. He could smell her excitement, of that she was sure, and he would be able to see the little wet spot that was there, telling him in no uncertain terms that he was making her hot!!

"Tell me every little detail... Every little bit of sweet sweat... Every drop of your tasty pussy, and every second of every moment of your nasty little dreams."

She did. Her voice halting, stuttering and stammering, mortified as she told him things that she was ashamed to even think. Her fantasy, that morning, every detail, save for the fact that the badboy inspiring it was him.

"That morning, I saw... someone, someone different, bad, and he looked at me, his eyes seeming to undress me. I sat on the pew, wriggling as my private parts burned with need. I could feel the hair at my nape standing on end, and I could feel his gaze burning into me. I got up, blushing, afraid that everyone would know how wet my panties were. Did I have a damp spot on the back of my dress? What would people think of me?? I went to the bathroom, to splash cold water on my face, to cool my cheeks, to ease my burning desire, and get a grip on myself. I knew it was sinful, to feel as I did. I cupped my hands, gathering the water in them, splashing it up over my face, and neck. I heard the door, but didn't look up,and then I felt him there. He was behind me, his hands gripping my hips, as he pressed against me. I whispered to him. "No, no, please! I ... I can't!" but he said nothing, and pulled my skirt up, over my hips, tugging my panties down my thighs. One hand wound in my hair, tugging, so that I had to arch my back, to look at him in the mirror. His face was covered, but I knew it was him, the man I had seen earlier in the church. I glance at the door of the bathroom, its not locked, and I wonder if someone will enter, and I am both terrified that someone will, and terrified that someone wouldn't, that I'd be at his mercy......"

That had been the end of her fantasy. She always came at that point, her knowledge of what would happen after than sketchy at best.

She cried out, her body arching as his tongue flicked against her distended clit. Her scream rent the silence of the night, before she pressed the back of her wrist against her mouth, cutting off the sound.

"Oh Tommy! Tommy!! Oh God! That is..... wow, just wow!!!"

She was speachless. It was nothing like doing it herself. It was mindblowing, better than anything she could ever have imagined!!

Finally his tongue prodded against her erect clitoris, and the moment he grazed it she was cumming. So instead of waisting another moment. He suckled the sensitive skin into his mouth, and bit down lightly as his strong hands held her hips to keep her from buckling into his face and breaking his nose. With a sly grin, he hummed, vibrating the nub even harder as his teeth dug in delicately.

He loved doing this to first timers. Not only did he learn so much about them that they would never tell him otherwise, but it was hot as fuck watching them cum for the very first time at the hands of someone else.

Fucking hot as hell.

Tommy spent considerable time suckling on Rebekah's tender young privates. The slick liquid tasted rather sweet, with a slightly salty mixture from the sweat her panties had absorbed earlier on. He tasted as much of her as he could. It was strange how the younger and more innocent they were, the better they tasted, ironic really. He really could not get enough, and neither could she apparently as she remained in place, squirming yes, but not to get away. Rather for more. Tommy was also intent on giving her more than she could handle, he sucked and nibbled on her now soaked panties until even the slightest of grazes made her tremble. Then, and only then did he stop. Well, stop down there.

He kissed his way back to Rebekah's lips: up her belly, stopping in her navel to lick gently, and around her young tender nipples. Teasing the erect points with his long, curling tongue, before sliding across her neck and jaw to match his lips up against hers.

The kisses he left were soft and light. Not nearly as insistent as parts of him wanted to be, but they were all a deception compared to the hard, stiff, straight truth that rested between his legs and also Rebekah's. His cock had grown and straightened until it was stretched along his pelvis and up his belly through the waistband of his boxers, but not quite out of his pants yet.

Tommy's leg rose up between them; pushing between Rebekah's thighs and spreading them once again as he sort of twisted to the side so he could see down between them. he took off his shirt, and tossed it to the side. Then he carefully took her tiny, tender hand, and ran it across his chest and down his stomach. The cool skin drew goosebumps, but even more so was the reaction he got from Rebekah as she was able to trace over his well defined abdomen and chest. He let her explore a bit, but slowly brought her hand down to the waistband of his pants; his plans were not to go much further then touching this night. It was no use to him to get her used to sex and not needing to know anymore before she was firmly under his grasp.

Their hands stopped right at the button. Together they undid it, and then Tommy placed Rebakah's shivering hand under his boxers and onto his dick.

Almost immediately he let go, and moved his hand between her legs. Then bent to kiss the nape of her warm neck, and whisper into her ear, "Well you're at my mercy... You know that, right?"

For a second his voice grew deep, darky, and raspy.

For a moment his grasp turned hard, and his second hand squeezed her tiny breast hard.

"You must be glad I'm such a nice guy..." He then said, his voice returning to the alluring whisper he had been using all night. Both hands relaxed, and he began to rub her gently. Tommy had decided not to tell Rebekah what to do with his dick, now that it was in her hand, he'd decided he would rather have nature take it's course. She would learn how to take care of it rather quickly once he started to teach her, so for now she would learn at her own pace. In fact it was turning him on something fierce, knowing that she never had done this before, and would be learning with his cock, his dick, his would be the first she had ever done anything with in her whole entire existence. It was beautiful.

"I'm glad... That you are so sexy..." He purred, before nibbling just on the underside of her ear.

It was unlike anything she had ever experienced! She moaned and writhed and wriggled under his attentions, as he made her body sing! She was wet, and getting wetter by the second.

He took off his shirt, and she almost fainted!! He was ripped!! His pecs defined, his stomach flat, and a six pack!! She grazed his lower belly with her finger tips, fascinated.

But as exciting as that was, she gasped, holding her breath when he took her hand, and brought it to his cock. She gasped, shocked at how hot it was! It seemed to brand her hand! Her hand went a little more than half way around him, and she wondered how he ever had sex. Surely he was WAY to big for that to ever go inside a girl!!

She giggled at the thought, and began to stroke him, running her thumb over his cock head, rubbing the glistening bead of precum into his flesh. She wanted to see him.

"Can I... would you mind... pushing your pants and boxers down a bit? I.. I want to see you!"

She almost said she had never seen a real live cock before, but she didn't want him to think she was totally innocent - especially as it was true!

She examined him, amazed by his body. She stroked his balls gently with her fingertip, and weighed them in her hand. There was so much more to him than she had expected. She looked up at him, blushing, a little embarrassed at having stared so.

He leaned in and kissed her, his fingers straying once more to that throbbing, needy spot between her legs.

"Well you're at my mercy... You know that, right?"

His breath was hot in her ear, making her shiver with desire. He was dark and sinful, and oh-so-exciting! She parted her legs more, looking up at him, thinking him so handsome! This was much better than the boys in school with her! They might be eighteen, but he was a man, and he was hers!!


"You must be glad I'm such a nice guy..."

She didn't want a nice guy, she wanted a bad, BAD guy! And that was what he was! He was also real sweet to her, and that didn't hurt!

His finger was teasing her slit, grazing her clit, and she was whimpering with excited arousal. She wanted him, she wanted him desperately. She arched her back, lifting her hips, pressing herself against his finger.

"You make me feel so good, so amazing.... I... I want you!!"

"I'm glad... That you are so sexy..."

His lips nibbled on her shoulder, her neck, her ear lobe, and it sent shivers through her. She hadn't realised just how good something like that felt! It was making her so hot!

She released his cock, and brought her hands up, working her fingers into his hair, pulling him down for a kiss. She lifted her head, pressing her mouth against his, kissing him hard, raising her hips and grinding against him, telling him with her body what she so desperately needed.

The way Rebekah kissed him was not surprising by the time she did so. Her desperate words were backed up by desperate actions, as her cute and incredibly firm body arched into his hand as he ran it up and down the length of her stomach. Tommy moaned softly into her sucking kiss. The need she had was tangible; he could feel how much she wanted him to give her his cock, but he was not ready to give her that yet.

"I know what you want Rebekah... But you can't have it, not yet..."

Slowly his hand crept up above her shoulders and past her head into the bag of goodies he had brought. The slight clink of metal was impossible to hear over the sound of the water lapping against the bank, and her heated moaning and whining. Of course she would find out what it was seconds later as he drew the handcuffs down across her skin and left them to rest on her quivering belly. Glancing down to where her hands were nervously squeezing, feeling, and rubbing over his cock in a delightfully teasing way Tommy grinned.

"Why? Because I said so... You are not ready yet. You're a hot little pussy... Too hot... I'm going to have to cool you off a little bit first..."

Tommy gently gripped Rebekah's shoulders and turned her over onto her stomach. When she moaned in complaint her chuckled, and kissed her neck gently. Then nibbled on the flesh as he brought her hands behind her back and cuffed them together. The clicks resounding in the cool night. Then he ran his hands across her back, and down over her ass. Between her tight cheeks and down the crack until he was pressed against her wet pussy, he squeezed and lifted. Pulling her up in the air slightly, before rubbing back down between her legs. In moments she was on her knees with her body arched and legs split. This was how he wanted her before he gave her what she needed, not wanted, the need was tangible. He could still feel it.

Reaching over her again he took out a condom and placed it on his cock swiftly. The panties he ripped off in one swift, sudden movement, then he took hold of the handcuffs and pulled gently until Rebekah was balanced on nothing but her knees and her back came to rest against his chest.

"It's going to hurt," He whispered in one ear, before switching to the other, "It's going to hurt so good..." He added, his voice darkening again as he brought her cuffed hands against his cock and allowed her to feel the condom and how hard he was. Then he guided her hands to guide his cock against her slippery pussy. With soft jerks of his hips he rubbed the entire length of his shaft over her pussy lips, coating the thin plastic in slippery liquid, not that it needed it.

"It's up to you, sexy little devil..."

Tommy whispered softly as he placed the head of his dick against her pussy, and rested her weight on it. All she had to do was lean backwards and the deed would be done.

She had gasped as the cuff were clasped around her wrists, her heart hammering with excitement. Then as he encouraged her on her onto her knees, letting her feel his latex covered shaft, positioning herself.

She reached back, her hand closing around him. The condom was slick with her juices, and she blushed, knowing she was as wet as she was. Still, it would help.

"Are you sure its going to fit??"

"It's going to hurt,"

He whispered it, his words hot in her ear, caressing her, feeding her arousal.

"It's going to hurt so good..."

She whimpered with desire, her body dripping with excitement.

"It's up to you, sexy little devil..."

He pressed agaisnt her, holding still. It was up to her. She pressed back, wriggling a little, and his thick cock head began to enter her tight little pussy, her lips stretching to accommodate him.

She bobbed, bouncing backward, taking more, and still more, until his cockhead was lodged inside her. It seemed like her initial assessment was right, he was too big. He had bottomed out already, and she had barely taken any!

Then she realised it had hit her maidenhead, the thin bit of flesh protecting her virginity. She wanted him to think her a sophisticated girl, a woman of experience, not a green girl. She bit her lip and pressed back hard, screaming as his cock tore through her hymen.

The intense determination that Rebekah displayed as she literally impaled herself backwards onto Tommy's dick was rather impressive. She really did want this; it was almost too easy. In fact it was, all he had to do was sit back and let her writhe on his cock as the pain coursed through her body, and the pleasure washed through his with every tiny jerk of her overly tight pussy. The handcuffs made it hard for her, but he did not offer any help as she continued to fight through what must've been quite intense pain, and a serious burn in her thighs. All he did was keep her neck and ears close to his mouth so that he could breathe, whisper, and nibble on the tastiest portions of her skin.

"Oooh, look at the big girl now. Fucking herself on a perfect cock. Doesn't she enjoy it? Just listen to her screams. It hurts, but it hurts so good. Just like I said, didn't I? Yesss, now you're getting into it, cunt." He felt the shiver that ran through Rebekah's tiny body at the nasty word, "What's the matter, cunt?"

Slowly Tommy's hands took position on Rebekah's perfectly fuckable form. One hand sliding around to cup and tease her breasts, squeezing and scratching even. The other into her hair, wrapping strands around and through his fingers before twisting her head to the side and pulling her back as his hips jutted forward; impaling her even deeper along his shaft.

"Don't like it when I use those naughty names, does daddy say they are bad words?" He teased mercilessly as he held her thin frame against his own, the lean sinew on his bones a stark contrast to her softer curves and sooth skin. "He doesn't like it when anyone calls his little princess their cunt. Well... You are my little cunt. Slutty, filthy, cock hungry, fucking little cunt."

She was responding; growing even wetter then before. Tommy was loving every second of it as sweat began to sheen on both their bodies. His hand around her breast traversed slowly across her ribs and up to her shoulder where it gripped firmly as he slowly, smoothly slid his cock until only the head remained inside of pussy. With a soft growl he pushed her down and slid his hips forward. It was a slow, steady, but unstoppable movement. Even as the tightness and resistance grew tenfold he simply did not stop; opening up entirely unexplored sections of her pussy. Tommy felt the vibrations as her muscles and tendons stretched to receive him.

His body too was covered in sweat, it ran down the contours of his well defined but thin chest and across the ripples of where muscles protruded across his abdomen. The entire length of his skinny, taut body expanded and fell as he breathed deeply; smelling their sweat and sex mix with the fresh fragrance of water and sand. Tommy took a deep breath and blew cool air along the length of Rebekah's neck as he pushed nearly a half of his large cock inside of her tight little pussy. It would simply not go any further.

"You are holding out on me, cunt." He breathed, as his hand slid from her shoulder and traced her tummy until falling between her legs in the front. Tommy pinched her clitoris, and held onto her hair tightly, tugging slightly downward as he waited for her pussy to relax and slide further onto his shaft. "Give me everything," He hissed, pinching again and pulling harder.

"I want it all."

Rebekah was quivering with the pain of her hymen ripping apart! He was massive, and she thought he must be much, much bigger than other men. There was no way his entire cock would fit! She had only taken a little more than the head, and there was a whole lot of thick cock still sticking out!

"Oooh, look at the big girl now. Fucking herself on a perfect cock. Doesn't she enjoy it? Just listen to her screams. It hurts, but it hurts so good. Just like I said, didn't I? Yesss, now you're getting into it, cunt."

His words, slightly mocking, made her hotter, reminding her that she was with a real bad boy, and not one of the nice boys from school! But the last word... the "c" word, that shocked her, and she instantly bristled.

"What's the matter, cunt?"

She really didn't want to upset things by objecting, she didn't want to seem so utterly innocent, but she really hated that word. It had brought tears to her eyes.

"I... I don't really like that word!"

She spoke quietly, little more than a whisper really.


"Don't like it when I use those naughty names, does daddy say they are bad words?"

She was embarrassed now. She felt innocent and boring! She blushed, and tried to contain her emotions.

"He doesn't like it when anyone calls his little princess their cunt. Well... You are my little cunt. Slutty, filthy, cock hungry, fucking little cunt."

She hated being called those nasty names, hated it... but he was her bad boy, and he did call her HIS little .... his little...She couldn't even think it, that "C" word!! But he had said she was his, and that warmed her heart! Made her feel special.



"You are holding out on me, cunt."

What??? She was confused, but then his fingers trailed down her body, sneaking between her spread pussy lips, and fingering her clit. She could smell her own excited sex, her pink slit, spread wide, as his enormous thick cock impaled her. The pulling of her hair felt good, and made her think of a maiden being carried off by a knight, so he could have his wicked way with her. It was like the bit they had read in Cindy Watson's book, or rather the book she had stolen from her mother!!

Tommy was pushing more into her, and as he touched her, she pushed backward, and took more of him, feeling her inner flesh parting, stretching to accommodate him.

"Give me everything,"

She was responding so much to his touch, and, if she was honest, to his nasty words, which excited her, even as they shocked her. She was... oh! OH! she was cumming, again!!

"I want it all."

She erupted, her entire body quaking, her voice quivering as she came, her pussy creaming all over his cock, as as she pressed back, another couple of inches of this thick dick slid into her. She moaned, this was much better than she thought it would be! Some of the girls at school, including her friend Cindy, they had "lost their cherry" and they had been vocal about how good it had been, but then Cindy had told her later, that they were just saying that, that it hadn't been all that great at all!! She had told her to 'pick a man, someone who knows what he's doing, not some boy who'd be fumbling about, knowing no more than you'. Tommy really knew what he was doing, she could tell, and he was getting her so hot, so excited, and she knew then that she would do anything for him! This was love! It had to be!!

While the little nympho underneath him had no idea what she was doing, Tommy was rising rapidly towards his own climax. Rebekah had no idea how her tight little pussy was exciting him; gripping his cock almost painfully when he tried to pull back, and resisting as valiantly as it could against the massive invader. Indeed, he never once did bottom out within her brand newly opened core. That was mostly because of how tight it was, and how turned on he had become from her hot little breaths and her numerous climax's. As much of a hardcore dick as Tommy was he had never escaped his fascination with the female climax, especially ones that happened when the pussy was wrapped tightly around his cock. She really was becoming a woman the right way, and learning how to from a man.

However, it was not just the exquisite feelings from her pussy that had turned him on so much.

The quiet words as she tried to explain she did not like the word cunt. Her straining fingers through the metallic handcuffs that he could feel brushing against his hard stomach. It was almost like the pleasure was too much for the little pussy he had snatched. Then her tender little breaths, and whimpers. Together they had started his balls juicing, and already pre-cum was filling the latex encasing on his dick. As much as he disliked condoms, they were necessary during times like this, when he needed to make sure that his cunt did not get pregnant. Yet.

"I'm going to cum soon, cunt. Inside of your tiny little pussy. There's nothing you can do to stop it, fuck, you can't even stop yourself from cumming. Can you? You're just a little nympho. It's no wonder you've been kept in a cage your entire life, if someone let you out, there is no telling. who, or what you would fuck... Goddamnit... I'm cumming, you little slut."

With that said and a violent shudder; Tommy came.

His strong ass clenched, and his thighs turned to iron. The grip in her hair tightened, while his hand between her leg simply crushed against her clitoris and squeezed her fully stuffed cunt. Swiftly his teeth sunk into Rebekah's shoulder with a growl as pleasure shot from the tip of his dick through the rest of his body. He drew blood with the bite of her shoulder and it threw the both of them off balance.

Tommy's full weight landed atop of Rebekah as she went chest first into the beach blanket.

He held her there; his body frozen save for the special muscles deep in his groin that continued to push pulse after pulse of unspent seed into the plastic wrapper around his cock. It was almost as if his body knew it was going into the wrong place, and in anger it pumped more of the semen out of his strong, wiry body. Finally it was finished.

He licked the broken skin on her shoulder, and whispered into her tender little ear.

"There, I'm finished with you... For now... Just for now my little one..."

Kissing the back of her neck gently, he rubbed between her legs, teasing her sensitive little clit as she jerked away. He laughed, and kissed her once again before removing himself. The slurping sound was like music to his ears. After taking the handcuffs off, he peeled the condom off his cock, and stuffed it inside of a full bottle of beer, and then handed the bottle to Rebekah. "Cheers," He said. Before downing his own bottle and relaxing back on the blanket, his torso perched on his elbows. There was a sheen of sweat covering his body, and the first inch of his hair was matted with sweat, his muscles were all pressing vibrantly against his skin, and there was a steady quivering as his heart beat continued to race. Glancing out over the water, and then back at Rebekah he smirked.

Rebekah was quivering with excitement! Her body was on fire, and she was feeling sensations that she had never even imagined. Tommy was so exciting, so... so.....the opposite of everything she was brought up to be. seh loved it!!!

"I'm going to cum soon, cunt. Inside of your tiny little pussy. There's nothing you can do to stop it, fuck, you can't even stop yourself from cumming. Can you? You're just a little nympho. It's no wonder you've been kept in a cage your entire life, if someone let you out, there is no telling. who, or what you would fuck... Goddamnit... I'm cumming, you little slut."

She felt the strange little gush of creamy fluid from her pussy, lubricating him, as he pounded into her. She quivered and came, her body shaking hard, as Tommy thrust hard, holding her still as he came. She was glad that he had the forethought to use a condom, because the thought had never even crossed her mind!

His bite to her shoulder surprised her, shocked her, but she didn't really feel it until her climax receded, and only then did the stinging and throbbing pain from the bite penetrate her lust fuelled mind.

The air was knocked out of her as his weight collapsed on top of her, and the lay there breathing hard. She could hardly believe it, she was no longer a virgin! It was so exciting!! Daddy would have a heart attack on the spot if he could see her now!!!

"There, I'm finished with you... For now... Just for now my little one..."

She smiled, loving the feel of his lips as they pressed to the back of her neck. She was so lucky to have him! He would teach her all sorts of stuff, stuff that would piss off Daddy!!

She wriggled her hands, and rolled her slightly sore shoulders, after he removed the hand cuffs, and then she took the beer bottle from him, taking a drink, and clinking it against his, returning his toast.

She was feeling light headed, a little drunk, and for a split second she thought that she shouldn't be drinking, she wasn't old enough to drink for another two and a half years! Mentally she chastised herself. Could she be any more squeeky clean???!! She wanted to get down and dirty, and Tommy was just the man to help her achieve that.

Determindly, she picked up the beer, taking several long slugs. She grinned at him.

"Tommy....... I lurved you f..fucking me.... I wanna be a bad, bad girl... reaaaaaalll bad, and I know you are just the guy to help me!!"

Her speech was getting a bit slurred, and she was sitting up, cross legged, not really realising that she was showing him her newly opened cunt in all its reddened glory!

She took another swig of the beer, coughing a little, before putting her finger to her lips.

"Ewwww!! Tommy!!"

She pulled the used condom, partly filled with beer, and still containing some of his cum, all the way out of the neck of the bottle.

She held it, a little uncomfortable, and began to giggle. Then looking at him under her eye lashes, she tipped it up, and emptied the contents into her mouth, swallowing it down. She had hoped to shock him, to show him how bad she could be too! She waved the condom about, and then threw it at him, hitting him in the chest, and giggling madly.

Tommy glanced from the condom to the giggling Rebekah, he smirked and flicked the used rubber from his chest into the sand. His eyes darted down between her legs and caught site of the damage that he had done. The smirk grew into a smile and he motioned for her to come closer; when she quite literally crawled over and laid her head on his chest like a little puppy. She was already his little pet, and he had only had her for one night and one fuck. Just wait until he exposed her to the things that were better than booze and a little bit of sex, in fact... The thought crossed his mind quickly, and he reached above his head into the satchel he had carried along and removed a perfectly rolled joint of fresh weed. Lighting it he took a puff before placing it against Rebekah's lips.

"Just suck a little... Then hold your breath," He instructed after she placed her lips on the joint.

He laughed as she did exactly as he said and began to cough heavily. After taking another drag or two himself, he let her try again, this time she took a smaller dose and managed quite well. "Good shit, huh?" He said with a critical glance at the joint in his fingers, before flicking the ash into the sand and allowing Rebekah another pass at the marijuana. He gently brushed the hair out of her ears and ran his longs along the lines of her neck; down between her breasts, and over her flat stomach that he felt incredibly attracted to for some reason. More then anything about her at that exact moment. He dragged his fingers across it, back and forth, raising goosebumps in his wake as they passed the joint back and forth until it was finished.

She fell asleep, and Tommy allowed himself to doze off a bit as well and get some of the drugs and alcohol out of his system. He woke up about an hour later with her tiny frame hugged tight to his strong chest. He woke her up, and had her get dressed, she slurred and whined, and whimpered a little bit, but he was patient and experienced with these kinds of girls. It didn't take long to get her back home and into her room, climbing in the way she got out.

Tommy wandered around her room a little, once he had tucked her into her bed, and grinned at all of the innocent, childish things she had in her room. He found her diary, and wrote in it, "Dear diary. Today I got fucked. Tommy." Then he jotted down his phone number and left.

He was waiting for her call the next day, and when the phone ran he answered, "Hello Rebekah... Feeling okay today?"

It was all so hazy, almost like a dream, but the raw ache between her thighs told Rebekah that she had indeed lost her virginity to bad boy Tommy last night!! She was so excited!! She couldn't wait to tell her friends, and yet she knew she had to keep it a secret! If Daddy got even a whiff of it, she would be locked in her room for ever more! She just couldn't risk it!

She stretched, and turned onto her side preparing to get up when her brain seemed to slam against her skull!! She just stopped herself from crying out in pain. Gingerly, she shuffled to the edge of the bed, and went into the bathroom, using the toilet while she waited for the shower to heat.

Her head was clanging, and she wanted nothing more than to climb back into bed, pulling the duvet over her head, but she had to go to class. She felt a little more human by the time she came out of the shower, and a little better again after she brushed her teeth, and washed her face, dressed, and put on a tiny bit of make up. Daddy hated her wearing make up. Still, it was light, and hopefully he wouldn't notice and make her go wash it off. Just before she left her room, she noticed her diary was on the nightstand. It was pink and fluffy, with a lock clasping it closed, and it was not where she had left it. She picked it up, and flicked it open, and there it was!

"Dear diary. Today I got fucked. Tommy."

She blushed. Oh dear God, had he read her diary? All her girlish ideas, and silly fantasies??? He'd been in her room???? She must have been totally out of it!! What if Daddy had heard the commotion, and come it??? Tommy would have been frog marched up the aisle, with a double barrelled shot gun rammed between his shoulder blades!!! She could not believe what she had done!! Giggling, and tearing out the page, pushing it into the pocket of her jeans, she left her room.

She didn't want to breakfast at home, as it increased her chances of getting caught, so she started her car, and drove downtown, stopping for pancakes and orange juice along the way. The pancakes made her stomach feel a little better, and she dug two paracetamol out of her purse, taking them too, feeling much better than she had first thing when she awoke.

Class was boring. She was in her first year of an English degree, and some of her lecturers were boring, delivering their lecture in a bored, monotone, that lulled their captive audience to sleep.

She cut out, taking the afternoon off, going for a walk, window shopping in the mall, drinking coffee, and just hung out, a dreamy smile on her face as she replayed all she had gotten up to last night! She had picked up her phone lots of times, and tried to work out what she would say, and what she would say if he said this or that. She was nervous, eager to keep his interest, desperately wanting to come over as cool and sexy, not dull and boring!!

Finally, she dialled his number, her heart hammering in her chest as it rang, waiting for him to answer.

"Tommy? Hi! It's Rebekah... from last night! You left your number, so I thought I'd give you a call!!"

Her mouth went dry as she waited eagerly for his response.

Tommy chuckled into the phone and leaned against the palm of his hand which was propped by the elbow upon the McDonald's counter. He had been talking to the cute little blond with a tongue ring as they waited his order; she even looked sexy in her uniform and he was pretty sure that she wanted to fuck. Now. Still, getting this call from Rebekah was for the better, he didn't want any distractions while he put his plan into motion and destroyed Pastor Dylan's life. He was a little sad that he would be destroying Rebekah's in the process. Ruining girls lives was not something he particularly enjoyed unless they particularly pissed him off. But. He would make an exception with the innocent little pastors child, just this once, haha, who knows... Perhaps he would like it enough to make it a habit?

"You sound bored. I'm heading to Club P.G. in a little while. Meet me there by eight."

He waited a split second, just listen to the barely contained squeal on the other end of the phone.

"I remember you, Becca."

Then he hung up, and slipped his cell phone into the pocket of his leather jacket. When the girl at the counter asked who that was, he smirked, "My girlfriend."

"Lucky girl."

"Lucky guy, she shares."

"Oh? Oh look, your orders up..."

"You are welcome to stop bye."

"Okay, it's right near my.... house."

The last word came out in a whisper as the chick realized she revealed that she had been eavesdropping on Tommy. He didn't care, but he did press his advantage with another smirk as he took his food and winked. Letting her know that he did that on purpose, and that he really did not give a fuck if she was listening to his conversation. She was still blushing when he left the restaurant (if you could call it that), revved up his bike, and tore out of the parking lot; leaving behind a squeal and the smell of burnt rubber. He sped home, changed, and picked up some cash and other supplies.

He was there about ten after eight, and immediately noticed the nervous looking Rebekah waiting on the corner down from the impressive looking club. It looked like a mansion/castle.

Tommy pulled up alongside her and flipped the visor of his dark helmet up to say, "Hop on..."

Together they pulled away and around the back where several other motorcycles were parked, after putting down the stand Tommy easily turned in the seat and removed his helmet. In this position Rebekah's legs were atop his, and sort of wrapping around his thin waist. Then he took off her helmet and smiled as he placed his palms against her thighs and craned his neck slightly to gently kiss her lips.

"Mhmm, you missed me." He whispered, after she had kissed him back.

"It's only been a few hours!" He added, as he ran his hands up her stomach to her small breasts, which he squeezed and massaged gently through her nicely chosen outfit. In fact she looked extremely cute tonight, and it was making him horny as fuck. Finally he ended the gentle kissing by pushing her back by her small chest and placing his forehead against hers.

"So... You never got the chance to answer my question. How are you feeling?"

He grinned, "Fucked?"

"You sound bored. I'm heading to Club P.G. in a little while. Meet me there by eight."

She blushed, and nodded, and then realising that he couldn't see her she uttered a single word - "yes".

"I remember you, Becca."

Becca.. she smiled. She liked that! So much more fun than Rebekah! She hung up the phone, grinning like a fool, and then began to check through her wardrobe, looking for something that wouldn't look totally ridiculous at this club. Finally she settled on a sun dress that she had. Usually Daddy liked her to wear a tee shirt underneath the speghetti straps, but she would wear it without and hopefully it would look okay. She applied her make up, using a little more eyeliner and mascara than usual, making her eyes look even bigger.

She wondered how she would get out and then she recalled that Daddy was doing the marriage counselling tonight!! She left a note, telling him that she had gone to April's house to study, and that she might stay there, if they studied late. Then she had April call, and leave a message on their voice mail, reminding Rebekah not to forget yesterday's study notes, as they'd need to go over them! When Daddy checked the messages, he would imagine that April had called just after Rebekah left, and together with Rebekah's own note, it would be her alibi! She'd have to be careful though that she didn't return home wasted!!

She brought out her strappy sandals, the ones she kept hidden, and put her feet in, buckling them up, and checking herself out in the mirror.

She didn't look anywhere near as sophisticated as she would have liked, but neither did she look totally lame. It would do.... hopefully!

She was almost to the meeting place when she realised that she really didn't know what kind of place this Club PG was.. she might look like a total dork!! Still, she was this far now, so she waited nervously, checking her watch. It was five to eight.

She hung around, feeling conspicuous, excited and full of anticipation, shuffling from foot to foot, waiting for him. The minutes dragged, each seeming like hours, and she checked her watch frequently. Then, just as she was beginning to wonder if she had been stood up, she heard it, the roar of his bike, and then, he was there!!

Suddenly she felt shy, blushing as images of what they had done last night filled her mind. She looked down, not quite able to meet his eye.

"Hop on..."

Relieved, and excited, she climbed onto the back of his bike, the skirt of her dress pulling up high on her thighs, her hands banded tight around his flat stomach.

Minutes later, they pulled to a stop, and he took off his helmet looking sexy and sinful, and she smiled. He'd turned so that they faced each other, her small legs over his strong ones, his hands resting on her thighs.

"Mhmm, you missed me."

"YES! I missed you so much!!"

She returned his kiss with interest, her lips parting, her tongue dancing with his.

"It's only been a few hours!"

Had it been so little?? It seemed so much longer!! She wanted him, she needed him, she craved him!!

"I've missed you!"

She began to kiss him again, as his hands wandered freely over her body, stoking the the fires of excitement that had been simmering since last night.

"So... You never got the chance to answer my question. How are you feeling?"

She was about to say she was feeling good, feeling excited, feeling in love... when she spoke again.

"Fucked?"

She immediately turned crimson, his graphic language making her blush, as well as the images it invoked.

"I.... I...."

She stuttered and stammered, mortified, humiliated beyond belief, and yet excited too. A little part of her loved his no nonsense approach, direct and specific. Taking a deep breath, she looked at him and smiled.

"Yes, I certainly feel that... I feel.... well fucked!!!"

She was scarlet by the time she completed the sentence, and she buried her head in his chest, quivering and trembling as his experienced fingers played over her, teasing her, tormenting her, making her throb.

"I.... I really enjoyed last night!! I .... I can hardly believe it! And I felt rough this morning, my head, my stomach.... not to mention...... other parts, all felt like they'd experienced ......... excesses"

She clung to him, her liftline, as she arched her body instinctively into his touch, seeking more. She moaned, her body already responding to him.

Playing Rebekah came as naturally to Tommy as playing drums, riding his bike, and smoking weed. It was just totally normal. Her body was one of the best though, that much he had to admit, it was slender with just the smallest amount of baby fat that kept her looking and even more so, feeling young and innocent. Just like she was. He loved the way she turned scarlet and clung to him like a newborn kitten, even though he hated cats, she was just so utterly cute. It was so much fun making her sin and turning her into a cute little slut. Even now she was getting into it; her body squirming and moving in delicious ways beneath his constant onslaught of gentle touches, and quick little squeezes. He loved that when he touched her chest, especially her nipples, she would jerk back before thrusting forward. As if she were saying, 'How dare you touch me there, now do it more!' Tommy could already feel his cock growing inside of his pants, and the motorcycle seat was growing uncomfortable.

"Hey there... Lucky Guy." It was the chick from McDonald's.

"Hey Lucky, Becca... Say hi to Lucky..."

Rebekah's embarrassed voice was beautiful; a soft, squeaky little thing.

"I'm Tommy, and this little thing is Becca. You're Lucky, let's head inside. You ever been here?"

"Once."

"What floor?"

"Fourth."

"Not bad, for a first timer."

The threesome headed inside. Tommy had Rebekah wrapped protectively in his long arm, while the other rested on either her inner thigh while they were standing in line, or on the flat of stomach while they moved. The other girl stood on the opposite side of Rebekah, and her eyes often wandered up to Tommy's above of Rebekah. He gave her a knowing look, and nod. She returned it with a sly grin that told him she was experienced enough to know what she was getting into, but it was still girlish enough to be a rather new and exciting thing. Lucky had probably only done the club once, like she said, and what they were about to do once... Maybe twice. Tommy liked that, a lot. Once they got in he immediately took both girls with him to the second floor where green lasers were really the only sort of light. Everyone was edged in green, and the rest of them were entirely black. Deep, throbbing music seemed to penetrate the sole, let alone the ears.

Tommy pulled Rebekah against him; straddling her thighs over his knee as his body throbbed with the music and smoothly moved them both into the middle of the dance floor. Like before, outside, his hands were all over her tiny body. Cupping her ass, pulling her into his chest, running over her chest; feeling her boobs and sliding across her hips, twisting her body with the music until she got the rhythm down and began to dance with him. Just as he placed a hand on her chin, and kissed her cheek he felt pressure on the hand he had kept permanently affixed on her left ass cheek. It only took him a moment to realize it was the crotch of Lucky, who had sandwiched Rebekah against him.

When the church going princess tried to turn, he stopped her with a kiss; just as Lucky kissed her on the back of the neck.

"Don't worry... Let go..." He whispered softly into her ear, as he gave her a hickie upon one side of her neck, and Lucky did the other. Lucky's hands curled around Rebekah and squeezed her firm breasts, while Tommy's dropped between both girls thighs and squeezed their groin muscles first. Then slid against panties, in Rebekah's case and bare flesh in Lucky's.

He smirked and whispered, "Becca... Put your hands down..." They had frozen above her head, "Follow mine... Both of them... Just relax, dance... Enjoy yourself..."

"Hey there... Lucky Guy."

Rebekah looked up suddenly, to see this girl, maybe two years older than she, grinning, and eying Tommy freely..... as though he was hers! Instantly she bristled, and clung to him, to let the other girl know he was taken!


"Hey Lucky, Becca... Say hi to Lucky..."

"Hi ....Lucky!"

You're not getting lucky tonight, not with MY guy! By great act of self control, the words remained unsaid, filling her mind only. She clung on to Tommy, feeling suddenly very vulnerable, and she wanted this other woman to leave her and Tommy alone! She was a little put out that he was being as friendly to Lucky as he was, but she would have to make sure she snagged, and captured his entire attention. She smiled, and ran her hand over his check in a clear mark of possession.

"I'm Tommy, and this little thing is Becca. You're Lucky, let's head inside. You ever been here?"


Rebekah only half heard the conversation, trying to get a grip on her jealousy. The girl was pretty free and easy, and her interest in Tommy was tangible, but he kept his arm around her, and she grinned at Lucky, silently showing her oneupmanship.

They made their way in, the music throbbing, the beat pulsating like a living creature, and Rebekah began to undulate a little in time with the beat, and she was thrilled when Tommy brought her onto the dance floor. The place was writhing with bodies, and she pressed against him, a little shocked as he hands roamed her body, but unwilling to stop him, or even to try to slow him, for fear that little bitch Lucky would move in on him. It wasn't that she minded him touching her, she didn't quite the reverse, in fact. But she wasn't used to being touched in so public a place.

Tommy began to kiss her passionately, and she raised up on her tip toes to reach him, thrilled to be demonstrating that he was with her. Then suddenly she felt it, the body pressed up agaisnt her ass, and the kiss on the back of her neck... the softness, the lack of bristle told her that it was a woman who kissed her, and though Tommy prevented her from turning ,she knew it was Lucky.

For an instant she panicked. What was happening??? Why was this girl..... ewwww?? Then again, if she moved, would Lucky get Tommy?? She couldn't risk it! It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss... it was no big deal.... right?!

"Don't worry... Let go..."

His words, hot in her ear excited her, stimulated her, and she arched her neck, as he gave her a love bite, gasping, when she felt Lucky doing the same on the other side. Rebekah was trembling, scared, and excited. She kept telling herself that it was only her strict up bringing that was making her feel this was wrong, but then Daddy would say this whole club was sinful! She wanted to break out of her 'good girl' image, she wanted to LIVE!! She was pressed hard against Tommy, and could feel his arousal, and that in turn fed hers. He was excited to see this Lucky creature kissing her! Well, she would do it! There! Lucky's hands curled around and squeezed her breasts, and this time Rebekah looked up at Tommy, biting her bottom lip, and pressed back against the girl, allowing her to squeeze her little breasts, while Tommy slid his finger between her thighs. He did it to Lucky too!

"Becca... Put your hands down..Follow mine... Both of them... Just relax, dance... Enjoy yourself..."

She blushed, knowing that his hand was between her thighs, so slowly, blushing deeply, although the muted light, broken by strobing multicoloured lights, hid it. Slowly she slid one hand between her own thighs, and even more slowly, she did the same to Lucky. She looked at Tommy the whole time, blushing, hardly able to believe that she was touching herself in the middle of the dance floor, and worse, was touching another girl's private parts for the very first time!!

They moved together, the three of them, and Lucky began to pinch and roll Becca's nipples, making them stand out ever more through the fabric of her top. Rebekah's panties were saturated, and her body was tingling with excitement as she engaged in this taboo act, in the centre of a room full of people, while her new boyfriend watched.

She had been totally shocked that Lucky wore no panties at all, and her shaven pussy was dripping with liquid lust, as she ground herself against Becca's finger.

All the while, Rebekah watched Tommy, becoming more and more aroused by the moment!!

Tommy loved that Rebekah was staring at him. Her eyes were on a quest for approval, searching his face carefully through lustful filters, he smiled into them. In this light it would be impossible to see whether the smile was full of love or hatred, or both. Which in his case, it was. He loved the way she was reacting to Lucky dancing up on her, and he loved the way her tiny body was reacting to both their abusive, but not harmful, touches. He loved the way she was getting turned on. Tommy loved the way that Rebekah minded him of Katie. Then he hated her, and hated everything she stood for. He hated her father, and the way that her father had taught her to be cute, innocent, perfect, a little angel. It made him want to puke.

Thankfully the strobe lights hid all his flickering emotions, and displayed only his darkly satisfied face.

"She's such a little slut... Isn't she Lucky?"

"Mhmm," The seductive teen purred, before sliding her tongue ring over Rebekah's neck, "What did you say her name was?"

"Becca... Becca the slutty little angel."

"Ooh, she is an angel. A sexy little one... Is she...?"

"Legal?" Tommy chuckled, and nipped on Rebekah's earlobe, he whispered the answer into her ear, "I hope so. I fucked her senseless last night."

"I can tell... What a naughty, naughty little girl..."

The threesome swayed with the beat. Lucky's hands were all over Rebekah's tiny tits; Tommy could feel them against his chest as she squeezed, pinched, and rolled the sensitive pieces of flesh between her smooth, experienced fingers. He was loving her once again, as her pussy drenched his hand, and the stud wheeling hot piece of ass that Tommy really didn't care about one way or another. He'd fucked her, but the reason she was here was sandwiched between them. It wasn't the threesome that he wanted to experience, but the female touch that he needed Rebekah to experience. With carefully practiced fingers he pushed her panties to the side, and slipped a finger inside of her tightly contracting pussy. It was hot, wet, and slippery; his finger pushed up and easily. It was quickly joined by Lucky's.

Meanwhile Tommy had taken Rebekah's other hand, and placed one of her fingers up Lucky's cunt. Which wasn't nearly as wet as her own, but it was also a bit looser, and still wet.

"You're soaking..." Tommy whispered into Rebekah's ear, as his thumb played with her clitoris.

"Tommy has she ever..." Lucky's finger had left Rebekah's pussy, and slid back between her ass cheeks. Tommy winked, and the finger began to prod against her tightly cinched asshole, and at the same time both of them pushed together. Smashing Rebekah tightly between them as they each fingered her respective holes.

"Nope. This little slut hasn't experienced anything yet... Nothing."

"Oooh, can I teach her?"

"Fuck no..."

"Aww, butttt!"

"No butt's. We can teach her though... Together..."

Tommy craned his neck, and kissed lucky. The kissed for a full ten seconds, before moving their mouths down and basically inhaling Rebekah into their kiss. All three tongues darted from mouth to mouth, but mostly into Rebekah's as her cunt was fingered, her clitoris rubbed in tiny circles, and her asshole teased carefully by Lucky's probing finger. All of a sudden Tommy broke the kiss, and smiled as Rebekah hardly noticed that she was only kissing Lucky.

"Shit, she's gonna cum..."

Lucky squealed happily, and kissed her harder.