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Lacy sat in church, the preacher's shouting and condemning message barely registering in her mind. Just a few more days, and she would be out. Her next paycheck would be the key to her freedom, her own place, and her own identity. She could shed the trappings of her religious family and live her own life. The first thing she was going to do was get a hair cut. She never could understand how someone took the scripture saying a woman's hair was her finest adornment and take it to mean that cutting it would be a sin. It was obviously a man who didn't have to deal with summer heat. Same went for the long dresses and sleeves on shirts. How could exposing an arm be a sin? A sharp poke in the ribs brought her back to awareness. Her mother's disapproving glare told Lacy how evident her woolgathering had been. She crossed her arms and brought her head back up so it would appear as though she were actually watching the preacher and paying attention. Hellfire and brimstone. The subject of every service was the same. Even on Easter, Brother John couldn't give it a rest. Lacy knew Easter was supposed to be a celebration of life, but it seemed their pastor didn't feel that way. Instead of celebrating, he berated them with rules and old laws of how they should behave and how they were going to hell if they didn't follow them to the letter. Stupid old goat. Lacy hid her discontent well. Rebelling openly against the religion would profit her nothing as long as she remained under her parents' roof. As far as they knew, she was just like the other eighteen year old girls in her church, waiting for them to approve of her latest beau so she could get married and carry on the tradition of being a meek little housewife who couldn't think for herself. She'd gotten away with taking a job by saying it was to help pay for her wedding, whenever Luke managed to get up enough guts to pop the question. Her parents accepted this explanation, thinking their eldest child was showing responsibility to help them out financially when the time came for her to wed. The truth was, she was saving up to be on her own. As soon as she got out of the house, Luke was out of the picture. She only kept him around so her parents wouldn't get suspicious. If they knew half of what he tried when they weren't looking, they'd revise their thoughts on how wonderful a devoted Christian son-in-law he'd be. After all, lust of the flesh was one of the worst sins anyone could commit according to their preacher. Luke lusted quite frequently. Her father would whoop his ass and kick him to the curb if he ever found out Luke had managed to get into her panties even though they really weren't given many opportunities for that. Rarely were they ever alone. Unwed couples were chaperoned at all times. A rousing chorus of "Amen!"s brought Lacy out of her reverie. The service had ended, and she rose with her family to head home for their traditional Easter feast. The entire church would end up at their house before the afternoon was finished. Those without family would come and eat, and the rest would show up later. Talk would center on church topics, and Lacy would be bored out of her skull. As soon as lunch was finished and Lacy helped clear the table, she escaped to the back yard. She kicked off her shoes and socks and curled her toes in the soft spring grass. Walking to her favorite spot, she sighed as the bright sun enveloped her body in warmth, the gentle breeze caressing her creamy skin. She sat on the stone bench that wrapped around the huge oak tree and leaned against its comforting solid trunk. Whenever she needed quiet and solitude, this is where she came. Twittering of birds and the soft swishing of the leaves calmed her. She basked in the rays of the sun, pulling the heavy denim skirt up to her knees to bring some relief to her overheated legs. She reclined there, her brunette curls cascading over her shoulders, and closed her eyes, not worrying about being discovered because everyone always stayed in the front during the many get-togethers. "Only a few more days," she said softly as her mind wandered to thoughts of how life would be out from under the stifling religion she grew up with. Free... she would be free. "I see right through you." Lacy bolted upright at the deep voice, her hands frantically pushing her skirt back down to fall around her ivory ankles. The man standing before her was unfamiliar. Silver peppered his hair, and his shirt hugged his body so tightly, it looked as though the seams would split at any moment. "Who are you and what are you talking about?" she asked, annoyance of the intrusion clear in her melodic voice. He squatted in front of her, and Lacy could see the material straining to stay together as his large muscles bulged beneath his pants. "I'm David... Brother John's cousin." Oh, great. That was just what she needed... to be discovered by a relative of her pastor. "You're just biding your time," he said as he lightly trailed his fingers over the tops of her feet. "You may be fooling your parents, but I see. You want out." Lacy wanted to jerk away from his touch, but somehow, she couldn't. For some reason, the contact of his skin upon hers sent a hot shiver through her body. She'd never had this kind of reaction to Luke, not even the one time they'd had sex. Though the beating of her heart increased, she kept a calm exterior. "You know nothing about me." "Oh, but I do." His hand had moved up to caress her calf muscles and Lucy sat rooted to the spot as a thrumming warmth seeped between her legs. "I see the same thing in your eyes that I saw in mine so many years ago; the restlessness, the yearning to be free of the oppressive rules that suck the joy right out of life." "I..." The words died on her lips as his fingers brushed across her inner thighs. Her breath caught in her throat as they moved in circles over her smooth flesh. Now she understood the underlying meaning of the giggling comments her co-workers made during breaks. "Move around to the back of the tree," he murmured. Lacy knew she should protest, get up and walk away from this entrancing stranger, but she didn't. The decadent emotions rampaging through her body directed her actions, and she slid around the bench until she was behind the tree and out of sight of anyone looking into the back yard from the house. Heat embraced her, but it wasn't from the sun this time. "Why are you here if you find the rules so oppressive?" she inquired as she tried to fight the sensations overwhelming her body as his fingers moved higher, just a breath away from her sex. David looked up at her then, his piercing blue eyes boring into her so forcefully she felt her heart skip a beat. "I'm just visiting family." "Just visiting wouldn't have required your presence at church." "It serves a purpose." "What... what purpose?" Her breath hitched when he brushed against the crotch of her white cotton panties. Instead of it breaking through her senses and sending her flying back to the house like it should have, the cementing in her mind of his intentions only made her more curious. The adrenaline shooting through her was intoxicating. It was an ultimate act of rebellion, allowing a strange man to touch her in such an intimate way while the members of the church and her family talked religion in the house. The small part of her mind that second-guessed her plans to escape this religious life told her to run, but the rest of her didn't want to. "Helping young ones escape before they make the mistake of living a miserably repressed life." The touch was firmer this time, his fingers pressed against her swollen lips and slid upwards. Electricity jolted through her body as he reached the top and pushed against her clit. "You've got a decision to make." Her fingers curled around the edge of the bench as she fought the urge to rock her hips. "If you stay here, I'm not going to stop what I'm doing. I'm going to keep going until my cock is buried deep into your sweet little pussy. If you get up and go back into the house, then you're not as ready to leave as you think you are." "What does... oh... one have to do with the other?" Her sex felt as though it was on fire. The insistent stroking of his fingers was maddening. "If you get up, you're still just a scared little girl parading around in a woman's body." "I'm not a little girl." "Prove it." Lacy was smart enough to know it was all just words. David was smooth, knowing just what buttons to push to get what he wanted, and she saw through it. But it didn't matter. Scared as she was, she wanted it. She'd heard enough talk from the girls at work to be curious, which urged her to find out more. A few trips to the library and some searching had turned up a few books that first shocked Lacy and then inflamed her. Some of the stuff she'd found was technical, but she stumbled upon a book about the Kama Sutra and the world of fantasy had opened to her. When she whispered to Luke during a pot-luck dinner after church one Sunday that she wanted to have sex, she thought he'd explode just from the thought of it. They had managed to sneak off and climb in the back of his truck, which was parked away from the rest of the vehicles. He'd lasted just long enough to push inside her. The pain and lack of pleasure for her had left her feeling cheated. There had to be more, and she was about to find out if it was true. She stared into David's sky blue eyes and deliberately opened her legs wider. "You realize if we get caught, we'll both be in a world of trouble." "I can handle myself. Are you prepared for it?" She nodded. The next paycheck would give her the amount she'd decided upon before leaving, but what she had saved would be more than enough to get her started. "Last chance," he cautioned as he slid his finger down the hem of her panty leg. When she didn't move, he reached up and grabbed the waist of them. "These have to go." She lifted her hips as he pulled them down, and they were soon lying discarded under the bench. She expected his hand to return between her legs, but he surprised her. Pushing her thighs wider apart, he bent forward and licked up one labia and down the other. "What..." she started to ask but her words choked off as his tongue slipped between the moist folds of her sex and flicked against her clit. A gush of wetness leaked from her at the sudden touch against her engorged nub. He grabbed her ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, and pulled her forward on the bench as he hungrily pressed his mouth against her pussy. He assaulted her clit, stroking it with hard stabbing thrusts of his tongue. The ferociousness of his actions sent a shuddering wave through Lacy. The tingling in her clit grew with each touch until she quickly exploded against his face, her cream coating his mouth and chin. She lay breathless against the tree as her heart thudded in her chest. Her pussy throbbed with heat as small tremors vibrated through her body. She watched as he unzipped his pants and pushed them down past his knees. When he knelt on the grass in front of her, he wouldn't have to worry about tell tale grass stains. The large bulge beneath his briefs drew her gaze. She had a sudden stab of uncertainty as he pulled his cock out of his underwear. It was much larger than Luke's. The shaft was wide, the head fat and purpled with excitement. He grabbed her shoulders and hauled her up from the tree, pressing her body against his as he used her hair to pull her head down. He kissed her hard, his tongue stabbing into her mouth as she felt the tip of his cock rub against her wet pussy lips. She stiffened as it pressed against her opening. For a fleeting moment, she though it wouldn't fit before the head popped in, stretching her pink opening wide around it. Her gasp was muffled by David's mouth as his tongue swept against hers. Her fingers dug into his taut shoulders as he thrust forward. If he was surprised to find she wasn't a virgin, he didn't show it. His fingers hastily fumbled with the buttons of her shirt until the sides fell open, revealing the round swell of her breasts peeking out the top of her bra. He jerked the band up over her mounds, and they bounced free. Bending forward, he closed his mouth over a brown nipple and sucked like a man possessed. Lacy moaned loudly as pleasure flooded her body. Her tight pussy clenched around his plunging cock, each stroke sending a wave of ecstasy through her. Sharp tingles spread from her nipple as he feasted up on it. She wrapped her legs around his hips and rocked her pelvis, meeting his forceful thrusts. Each time his hard cock slammed deep into her snug pussy, she felt herself being driven closer to another explosion. The nerves in her body sang with pleasure as her velvet muscles ripped around him. She ground against him, rubbing her clit into his pelvic bone as he thrust wildly inside her. When he shoved forward hard against her, mashing her clit against him, she cried out and bucked beneath him. Her pussy walls were drenched with cum as their juices mingled together. He released his wet hold on her mouth and lifted his head to crush her lips under his one last time. Letting go of her, he rose and pulled up his pants as she flopped back against the massive tree. He took a piece of paper from his pocket and scribbled something on it before handing it to her. "If you want more of that, call me after you move out," he said. Well that's one question answered, she thought as he walked away. There's definitely more to it than what happened with Luke. She glanced at the number written on the piece of paper before she tucked it into her pocket. A delicious throbbing still pulsed inside her. She couldn't wait to get out. Her first night alone, she'd call him. She had a feeling there was still more he could teach her. |
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