The State Of Grace
By Tabitha Bells
Being the Deacon’s daughter came easy to Grace and she was more than an active member
of the church. She wore her gold shiny crosses proudly as she ran her bake sales, church
raffles and meetings.
She was a stunningly beautiful girl, 5’6, long auburn hair, Irish green eyes and pale
milky white skin. She often dressed her Sunday best everyday. Long ankle skirts high
collared button ups and penny loafers to complete her angelic look.
Grace knew the basics of the birds and the bees and since she had just turned 18 she was
now allowed to date unchaparoned. She was very nervous about this because her parents had
drilled it into her head that boys were only after one thing, Sex. She hesitated to speak
to anyone about this. Just the mention of anything sexual or physical sent her into a nail
biting panic. She wasn’t against it. Just mostly uneducated.
But she couldn’t help but be curious. She had urges of her own and thought that maybe
it was time to explore them. If it wasn’t going to be with another, then why not get
to know her own body.
So one night after her courses at the local college she decided to take a look at the
local library for some female anatomy books, or anything related to sex and the female
body. She grabbed the first book she could find and quickly took a table towards the back.
She leafed through the chapters and then…finally there it was, Chapter 6 - The Female
Orgasm. As her eyes glanced over the words she couldn’t help but giggle and become
aroused. She new this was totally improper for her to be feeling this way in public.
So she closed her newfound friend and gave a thought as to where she could go to get
aquatinted. Home was out of the question. Her parents would flip if they found something
like that in the house. Hmmm there was only once place she knew of, Church! She had been
cleaning there 3 days a week after hours in the rectory and the church itself so she knew
she would be alone. She even had her own key. She knew that 8:45 PM was when the last
priest would leave. So she took a spot in front and waited to watch the last car go.
She let herself in through the side door and put her things down in the rectory. She didn’t
waste anytime, she reached into her knapsack for her book, flipped all the switches for
the small church cathedral and took a seat in the 1st pew. Remember this was her home away
from home so it didn’t even dawn on her that this could be wrong in anyway.
So she split the book in half and picked up where she left off in Chapter 6. The first few
pages explained the vagina, what parts where what and how the orgasm was achieved. After
about 10 minutes of intently reading, finally she was getting to the good stuff, Chapter 7
- Technique.
It explained how she should be at her most relaxed state, to find a surrounding that was
comfortable to her, quiet, peaceful and surream. This was perfect. So she got up and
walked to the front of the church making sure everything was locked tight, went into the
rectory and locked the door and shut the outside light.
As she slid back into the pew, she giggled and laughed like a kid in a candy store. So she
started to read on, following the breathing techniques they suggested, slow, deep and
long. Slowly those special feelings started to over come her. As she read the words she
moved her hand up and down the top of her left thigh, back around and up over her breasts.
Every few minutes making sure nobody was around. As she read deeper it explained how touch
and feeling was the most important, to not be shy to touch your own body. She put the book
down and slumped back into the pew, just relaxing and running her hands over body. She
came to her breasts, taking them in her hands and started to massage. Naturally her legs
slowly started to part and slide to separate parts of the pew. Her skirt was constricting
her so she thought she would just rise it above her knees a bit. Reaching down she could
feel how soft her legs were, running her finger tips from her ankles to the inside of her
things.. gradually her skirt started to move farther and farther up.
It was so quiet in the church and she started to feel a bit more comfortable touch and
feeling so she took the edge of her skirt, picked up her bum and slid it up to her waist.
She put her one leg up onto her seat and the other dangling in front of her. Her hands
caressed the inside of her thighs up over her nipples. She slowly started to pinch them
and began to bite her lips, small moans started to shrudder out of her mouth.
"MMMMM" she moaned and smiled, untucking her shirt and lifting it over her white
lace bra. Her breast were very small maybe about a B but it never fazed her she always
felt comfortable about her appearance.
She rolled her finger tips over her bra slowly pulling the edges down and exposing her
nipples.. she couldn’t help but pick up the pace and pinch them harder. She threw her
long auburn hair to the side and squeezed her legs together with delight. She had never
felt this way, so intense, so aroused. As her hands came back down over her breasts she
grabbed the edges of her shirt, picked them up and took her shirt off above her head,
pulling her bra down farther she cupped ber breasts and squeezed, grind her pelvis up and
down like a slithering snake. Then she took the waste of her skirt and lifted that off as
well. Moving her hands down she gently placed her finger tips over her panties, and ever
so softly rubbed up and down. She was sooo nervous this was her first time doing anything
like this. "Ohhhhhhwe" again moaning, throwing her head back and closing her
eyes, she pushed harder up and down and took the edge of her panties to her finger tips..
she hesitated for a moment, then with a slip of her tongue and a bite of her lip she
slowly moved her panties aside sliding her hand on her pink shaven pussy.. "mmmm
heh" she moaned and giggled. She moved a bit fast just petting her kitty up and down,
pinching her nipples and grinding her hips.. "mmmm yess" she took a finger to
her mouth and began to suck on it, getting it really went she slowly slid it across her
clit and into her tight pussy "ohhh ohh" pushing it in farther "ohh ohh
mmmm" and harder.
She quickly pulled her hand away and opened her eyes, a reality check! What was she doing
she thought. This is wrong I should wait till I am married she thought. Then she grasped
her breasts.. giggled and regained position. Before she could close her eyes again a stern
angered deep voice rang out…YOUNG LADY! She jumped and turned around, almost falling
out of the pew to find Father O’Shea standing there with his bible. "Oh um ah
Father I was just umm ahhh sleeping! What are you doing here", she asked trying to
find her clothes. Father O’Shea was one of the newest priests that worked at St. Ann’s.
He was in his mid 30’s, about 6’2, shiny clean-cut black hair, alabaster skin,
deep set azure eyes. He was also the new priest who would deliver the sermons each Sunday.
"Young lady, you should be ashamed of yourself" !!!! He yelled walking fiercely
towards her pew, his black red trimmed cassock cascaded about almost carrying him through
the air. "But sir, sir" Grace yelled. "I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR IT, GET UP
NOW" !! He yelled. As Grace stood to her feet he sinked his finger tips into her
shoulder and pushed her towards the altar. He then forced her onto the kneeling platform
under the big hanging wooden cross at the head of the cathedral. "WHAT WERE YOU
THINKING!! WE ARE IN THE HOUSE OF THE LORD, HAVE YOU NO RESPECT AT ALL? GET ON YOUR KNEES
AND PRAY" ! As tears came to her eyes she clasped her fingers together and placed her
mouth onto her fingers. "PRAY!! ARE YOU PRAYING!! I DO NOT SEE YOU PRAYING" He
yelled. But father please at least let me put my clothes on, she sniffled. "NO NO!
YOU WILL KNEEL AND YOU WILL PRAY, START TO PRAYYYYYY" !!! He screamed like a psycho.
"BLASPHEMY, BLASPHEMY"!! He cried out. Her tears streamed down her her face and
she started to chant.. Our father who art in heaven. "Louder Louder"!! He
interuppted. Hallow be thy naa aa aammee she busted out into full on tears.. please stop
it Father, I am sorry I am sorry.
Grace didn’t know Father O’Shea to well, actually this was only the 2nd time
they would be meeting but it was apparent he was more than a Holy Roller. As she cried
into her hands the Father knelt behind her placing his hand on her back…"SHHHHHHHH".
He said I will pray with you. In sync they began again, Our Father who art in heaven,
hallow the by name…. She lifted her head and looked up at the huge wooden cross
hanging over her and just as her eyes made contact she could feel the Father’s hand
slowly move down to her bottom. Her eyes began to bulge and she quickly turned to him,
"Father please what are you doing", She said in a scared voice. "Turn your
head about and do not look back. If you do not want your parents to find out the nonsense
& sin you have been up to I suggest you keep on praying and keep your eyes on that big
beautiful wooden cross and think about what you have done", He said.
With that the Father grabbed the sides of her panties and ripped them down from her hips.
"Father NO NO"! she pleaded as she grasped each side of the the red votive
candle prayer shelf. "What are you doing"!! She yelled as she tried to turn
around. He forced his hand onto her back holding her in the praying position and
repeatedly shouted for her to look ahead. The last thing Grace wanted was anymore trouble
so she quickly followed his direction. "Lift up your knees one at a time", he
pulled off her panties and slid them down her legs, folded them neatly and placed them on
the side of the kneeling stool. "Now Grace you are going to have to play for your
sins". "Pay for your sins you mean father" ? She tried to correct him.
"No Play!! I said, PLAY"! He yelled "But what do you mean father?" She
just didn't understand. "Look ahead and keep praying there will be no
questions!!" He screamed. "Now move your legs apart, farther, farther!!" He
yelled. Ughh Ughah but, she moaned.. The Father took his finger tips and slowly slide them
under her body quickly going for her pussy lips. "MMMM mmm so soft, I want you to
pray louder now". "Thy Kingdom Cum Thy Will be done"!! She yelled for
forgiveness. As Grace recited her prayer he placed his finger tips to his mouth and got
them wet, slowly putting them back between her legs he started to massage her clit.
"Mmm uahh Father" She moaned and her head started to drop." Never look down
I told you! He yelled. Keep your eyes on the cross"! He yelled. "Okay I’m
sorry". She started to cry again.
As he slid his fingers up and down her pussy he began to explore her body with his other
hand…moving it all over her back and neck, through her hair down her ass. "MMM
your skin is so soft". He said, while moving his fingers faster, slowly parting her
pussy lips, "Oh my dear your quite wet" He remarked and with that he got on his
back and ordered her to spread her legs farther. He placed his head under her and forced
her onto his face. She couldn’t believe what was happening. She could feel his lips
on her pussy, slowly his tongue slithered out onto her clit, wiggling back and forth, he
took his fingers and pulled her pussy lips apart. "Hhmmmmm you’re a dirty little
slut he said and you must be cleansed of your sins" he moaned. He wiggled his tongue
faster and harder, reaching up and pinching her nipples. "Mmmmm ohha my ohh" She
moaned in between her prayers. Naturally she couldn’t help it, her hips started to
sway and move, grinding her virgin pussy all over his holy face. He stimulated her clit
faster with each lick, slowly penetrating her pussy hole in and out with his finger she
couldn’t stand it anymore.. "OHHHH OUHH my ohhhhh" she yelled again
grasping the sides of the marble candle shelf. She started to bounce up and down onto his
finger, reaching down and rubbing her clit has he licked and finger fucked her.
He briefly moved his mouth away and spoke...., " You need to be taught a lesson"
. He slid himself out from under her again forcing her to stay in the praying position.
"Stick your ass out for Father"! He yelled. As she moved her legs apart and her
ass out she could hear him slowly unzipping his pants, in no second flat she could feel
his rock hard member being pushed into her clit and rubbed all over her pussy lips. He
grabbed onto her shoulders and tried to enter her. "NO FATHER PLEASE I AM STILL A
VIRGIN, I WANT TO BE MARRIED FRST PLEASE, I AM SORRY I SINNED" she yelled and
pleaded. "Shhhhhhh" he said, you will like it. He took the head of his cock and
wiggled it around her tight bald pussy, searching for her opening. "MMMM" he
moaned as he slid it in hard and deep. "Uughhhhhhhhhhh your soo tight I might cum
right now", he smirked. He moved his hips slowly back and forth as he took her ass in
his hands. She began to let out small moans, white knuckling the marble shelf.
"Please don’t hurt me, please Father" again she begged. He moved harder and
deeper, picking up the pace he just couldn’t take it anymore so he slammed his hips
into her ass and pulled out pushing back in harder…"OHE OHE that hurts, it
burns!!!!!" she yelled. He forced her back down and payed her no mine. "Mmmmm
ohh your soo tight bab"!!! He yelled. Her eyes went cold and tears began to flow. She
bit her lips and cried," I like it, but I like it Father, fuck me harder.. fuck me..
yesss"!!!!!! He grabbed onto her shoulders and slammed himself as fast as he could,
forcing her chest into the shelf, rattling the glass candles holders left and right. She
could feel his gold rosary cross that hung from his neck tickling and slapping against the
small of her back as he pushed his cock in her tight little hole.
"Ughh ughh" they moaned in unison. She reached around and anchored her arm as to
push him into her harder, their lips met and they flickered their tongues back and forth,
he grabbed her breasts as she pushed her self into him. Moving like an animal the Father
took both of his hands and forced them upon her shoulders pushing her face into the shelf,
sending the candle holders to the ground, His pelvis slammed harder against her pussy,
pulling his cock out all the way and pushing back in, pulling it out and fucking her wet
clit and then sliding it across her asshole and back into her pussy. Taking her hair in
his hands he began to pull with one hand and smack her ass with the other. "Come on!
Come on you jezabell pray pray"!! He screamed. His rhythems became so intense Grace
started to lose her balance her hands where sliding all over the shelf to keep from
falling. "Fuck Fuck I’m gonna fall"! She yelled. Slowly father reached to
his waiste slowly unweaving his belt, and sliding it out of the loops, "WHAPP! WHAPP!
WHAPP"! He slammed his leather belt across her ass, "How dare you speak that
way, WHAPP!"! and another to the arch of her back. He started to fuck her harder,
whipping her with all his might. Grace cried out, "No No please that hurts Ohhee
Father your hurting me"! Quickly loosing her balance she grabbed for the first thing
she could reach, a long golden incense burner that stood about 3 feet high. As Father
pounded inside her she held on for dear life and then rapped her arms around it like a
baby hugging it’s blanky, slowly sliding her cheek against the cold brass.
"Ugahoh Oughhh my oHHh, ohhh" she moaned, as her body was being jolted up and
down, forward and back, her tongue slid out and slithered across the shiny gold rod. She
reached up and clapsed her hands onto the top of the brass cross top, pulling her body up
and pushing her ass into Father’s dripping wet cock. Then without warning he
violently forced her up and made his way with her to the altar chair. He sat down, told
her to turn around and slide on top of his cock. "Please I want to see you Father I
want to look into your eyes as your cock slides into my slippery hole. She put her legs on
each side of him and took his cock in her hand slowly wiggling it over her pussy and then
sliding down "Ughha oughh owhh, it hurts it’s so tight"! She moaned and as
she looked down and quickly gasped, she grabbed the arms of the chair and yelled "Oh
my it’s blood, it’s blood what’s happening STOP STOP I want to go
home"! SHHH my sweet it just means your becoming a woman, pay it no mind.. does it
feel good"? He asked her. "Yes but". He cut her off with a long deep kiss.
She slid her arms around his neck and pulled and pushed her self up and down, placing her
hands behind her onto his knees, lifting her pussy off his shaft and then back down. He
moved his hands to her sweet spot playing and pulling her pussy lips apart exposing her
puffy swollen pink clit. As he started to massage and rub it faster and faster she rocked
her pussy up and down on top of him, pressing her finger tips into his knees in order to
rise above his grinding hand in order to come crashing back down. "OHH ughh fuck rub
my pussy, rub it"! She yelled, as her voiced echoed through the cathedral. "Ohhh
uahgh I’m going to cum.. ughhh Just a few minutes longer". He moaned, he took
his hands away and admired her pussy as it stroked his shaft…."Mmm GET up now
and get on your knees"!! He ordered her. As she came into position, he took his cock
in his hands "UAHHHHHHHHH OHH TAKE IT"!! he yelled "OPEN YOUR MOUTH and
stick out your tongue, but before you do that I want you to say, The Body of Christ! Ohh
Ohh The Body of Christ"!! she moaned as she cupped her breasts and stuck her tongue
out. He jerked his cock harder, dribbling out his cum onto Grace’s wet fushia tongue.
"Mmmmmm ohhh" she moaned as she whipped her chin. "WHO TOLD YOU TO WHIP IT
OFF"!!! he screamed bloody murder. "I, I, oh ugh" she stood motionless.
"All for you to wipe it off??" he asked in a loud stern voice. Put on your
clothes you FUCKING disgust me". he said. "But father, I thought we were done, I
mean I though," she tried to explain."NO! NO!! I say when we are done! I SAYYY
YOU GOT THAT MISSY??, Now put on your clothes, you are coming home with me!".
Grace slowly and cautiously put on her atire and looked at the clock just near the exit
door. 10:30PM it read. All she could think was how much trouble she would be in.
"Father, my parents are going to be so upset with me it's so late, is it okay if I
go?" "NO I told you, you are coming home with me, When I saw what Sin you were
up to I went into the office and told them all about it." They agreed the right thing
for you to do is spend some time with me talking about what you have done, so I am going
to get my things and we will be on OUR way". he ordered.
Just as he walked off she tilted her head into her hands and sobbed..."What did I get
myself into oh God I am sorry, please forgive me".......
Part 2 coming soon! |
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