2004-10-27 - 2:37 a.m.
[Story] Rebeccas' Day: Innocence isn't a virtue

The golden rays of the morning sun shone through the bedroom window and over her virginal body. Her lean, shapely figure silhouetted by the thin silk sheet that shielded her half naked body from prying eyes. Rebecca was a quiet teenager, the innocent type who liked to pick flowers on the way home, hung out at the mall with her friends and did as her parents told her. She was a good girl, daddies little princess in-fact. But more importantly she had a powerful magnetic beauty about her, and eyes that drew you in like if an invisible force had grasp hold. She had been forbidden to date boys and so when she would refuse them all the boys at school called her names; frigid, ice queen, dyke, while secretly they all lusted after her.

A soft moan reverberated around the bedroom, drowned out by the racket downstairs. The sweet smell of vaginal excitement filled the air as Rebecca slide her long, slender, graceful fingers in and out of her tight, wet virgin pussy. She imagined how mind-blowing a cock plunging deep in and out of her might feel. How the extra width and shape would fill her completely and give her a sense of being whole. She imagined her lover squeezing her firm ripe breasts as they bounced in rhythm with the pounding her pussy would receive. And as her imagination went wild, her lust grew to dizzying heights, and her soft moans grew stronger. Still she tried to keep quiet until she knew she could no longer and she let out and all mighty scream of pleasure as she buried her head in her pillow, her fingers drenched in her fresh dew.

Rebecca lay there a moment; eyes wide open, mewing in satisfaction. Then once she had collected herself she jumped out of bed and set on getting ready for her day. It was a school day, and like all school days it looked as though Rebecca would be late, but she couldn’t be late, not today. She had been late the last 2 days prior and had been given a warning if she was late today she would have detention. Detention, what would her parents think, or more so, what would her daddy say? No she couldn’t get detention, she just couldn’t. She rushed around the house if urgency, but for all her effort she still arrived at class 2 minutes late.

Would Mr Rushmore notice and give her detention, or could she sneak into the back of class un-noticed and try harder tomorrow? Quietly she turned the cold steel knob, slowly creaked open the door and crept across the back of the classroom. Mr Rushmore had his back turned to the class writing class notes on the board and everyone else was busy hurriedly copying down want he wrote. She reached an empty desk and sat down, letting out a silent sigh of relief. But no sooner had she put pen to paper starting to jot down what was scribbled on the board, did she hear Mr Rushmore’s voice bellow through the class room “Nice of you to join us miss stoking” his back still turned to the class, he paused from writing and continued “That will be 3 days detention I believe” and with that he carried on like nothing had happened.

The day crept on as if time had almost been frozen, but as the bell finally rang and her classmates filed out Rebecca remained at her desk. “Don’t you have detention miss stoking” boomed Mr Rushmore. “y-yes sir” she stammered “I-I don’t k-know where to g-go” she stuttered as her teacher moved across the room and stood over her. “It’s in the library and you’ll be late in a few minutes” he snarled darkening her with his monstrous shadow. Cautiously Rebecca rose from her chair and moved silently out of the classroom and down the hall towards the library.

Rebecca arrived as Mr Rushmore had predicted, late. “And where have you been young lady?” interrogated Mrs Slone “You’re 10 minutes late” she complained. “I-I didn’t…” Rebecca started. “Stop disrupting and sit down now miss stoking” yelled Mrs Slone. Rebecca took a seat and took out her books to begin the work she had to do in detention, this was her first time in detention and she was the only female student there. 4 male students, 2 in her grade, 1 senior and 1 below her grade accompanied her. When Mrs Slone would go into her office to catch up on paperwork they would tease her, call her those horrid names, carpet eater, frigid. One of the two boys in her grade, Tony, named her The Forbidder and referred to her by that name for the entirety of that days detention.

As she walked home that night she wiped tears from her cheeks, angry at the mockery of her classmates & scared as to what her parents might say about her detention. As she slid her smooth, narrow key in its fitting lock of her front door, she sniffed back her sorrow and slumped into her house. She was met by her father as she walked into the house, he just sat there in his lounge chair staring at her; his eyes had a cold sadness to them. “Hi daddy” she spoke. He didn’t reply, he just stared blankly at his daughter with those eyes, those dark hollow, defeated eyes.

Rebecca slipped off into the kitchen where her mother was humming a tune as she prepared the evening meal. As Mrs stoking’s eyes spied her daughter she froze in disbelief and just stared at her wit those same dark hollow, defeated eyes. Rebecca ran off in tears and spent the remainder of the night locked in her room.

As the cleaning rays of the new morn swept over Rebecca’s room she rubbed her eyes, threw back her covers and prepared for the coming day, determined days like that just past wouldn’t happen again. She arrived at class that day a little early which impressed Mr Rushmore enough for him to comment that the detention must be working. Everything was looking up for Rebecca, and a smile grew over her face once more. That was until she reached afternoon detention.

There was a staff meeting in the hall that afternoon and Mrs Slone had to attend, so she left the students in the library alone. Rebecca could tell detention wasn’t going to be fun. As soon as Mrs Slone was out of the library the teasing began; dyke, ice queen, loser, transsexual. And there was Tony, who just sat there staring at her smiling while they teased her. Suddenly he spoke, ”Hey becca suck my pecker” she had, had enough of the teasing it wasn’t her fault about not being able to date, it was her father who had forbidden it. She stood from her chair and seductively slinked across the floor, her tongue sliding suggestively over her lips as she moved. She took his hand in hers and led him off into the library office, closing the door behind them.

The office was small and its white construction brick walls were plainly decorated. Tony sat in the only chair and put his feet on some of the thinly stacked papers on the desk. “How much” he questioned almost laughing at her. She replied with a puzzled look, wondering to herself if he was asking how much a head job would cost. But she was mistaken “To pretend you blew me” Tony explained. She took half a step backwards in disbelief; he didn’t believe that she could be serious, what should she do?

A devious grin grew over her face and a mischievous glint formed in her eyes as she drifted effortlessly across the office floor towards the desk. She lent over the desk, which separated her from Tony allowing him to see her generously sized breasts down the V-cut in her top. She stopped an inch or so away from his face and motioned a kiss before disappearing under the desk.

Tony swallowed hard has he felt a small, delicate hand move up his leg to his crutch and undo his jeans letting loose the mammoth swelling of his pelvis. Then the delightful exquisiteness of Rebecca’s moist tongue stroking up and down his shaft, her warm drifting breath adding to the sensation, he could only tilt his head back in pleasure. Rebecca paused and moved her head back to admire the first cock she had ever gazed upon. She stroked her tongue up his thick hard rod once more and lightly licked the salty goo from its tip. She licked her lips in ecstasy “More!” she thought as she gently dipped her tongue into the head of the concrete pilar before her.

Finally she took his length into her mouth and entwined her tongue around it, spiralling her tongue as she moved his engorgement in and out of her mouth like a lollipop. An ecstatic groan escaped from Tony’s lips as waves of pleasure rocked over his body, his hand grasping desperately at Rebecca’s hair.
The door opened and 3 silhouettes cast their shadows over the room. One of the tall profiles stepped forth and undid his pants, dropping them to his ankles. It was Josh, the senior and in one move his pants where off and he was knelt down front of the desk where Rebecca’s waist poked out. She let out a gasp as he pulled her panties aside and pushed his strong thick cock into her tight virgin womb and began slowly motioning in and out of her glistening smoo.

Rebecca continued to suck Tony’s cock while Josh filled her moist empty hole over and over again. She was in glorious ecstasy as rushes of pleasure filtered over her body, her tits quivering in rhythm with the thrusts. As she reached climax she sucked harder and faster on Tony, her hips bucking wildly backward in an attempt to feel the cocks deeper inside her. Tony let out a howl as his brackish crème filled Rebecca’s mouth and she greedily slurped up her first shot of cum. She was enthralled by its texture, by the way it seemed to tickle her mouth in a million places at once and continued to all the way down her throat.

Tony withdrew his cock from her still hungrily sucking mouth, but before she had a chance to appreciate what had happened Tony was pushed out of the way and another cock shoved into her mouth. The cock was attached to a tall shadow, but who owned the shadow she could not tell. This cock was bigger than Tony’s and it almost choked her as she took its length down her throat and sucked it longing for him to blast his love juice in her mouth. Suddenly Josh pulled out and blew his milky seed over Rebecca’s ass. Again, no sooner had he finished has another cock plunged inside her. But Rebecca didn’t falter, no Rebecca relished in her newfound pleasure.

The two new cocks pounded her pink ripe pussy hard and fast and Rebecca bounced wildly between the two massive samples of man meat. She felt hands grabbing her, touching her everywhere, violating her every inch and she loved it. A blur of cocks followed, the air smelt of lust, one after another the 4 boys took turns in her holes, thrusting their poles in and out of her, delivering her their seed, until finally the youngest boys watch began to beep signalling Mrs Slone was due to return. The boys pulled up their pants and returned to their seats and began the work they had been assigned, while Rebecca collapsed on the office floor exhausted and sore from the events that had transpired. Thick white cum leaked from her newly popped cherry, as she just lay there unable to manage enough strength to stand.

Suddenly the door to the library flung open and Mrs Slone walked in to check their work and dismiss them. Desperately Rebecca tried to stand but she was lost, lost to the world of slumber. All her body could think of was sleep, while her mind desperately struggled to convince her body she had to rise. Mrs Slone looked sharply at the boys and the empty seat where Rebecca was meant to be. All Rebecca could hear was foot steps as Mrs Slone paced towards the office and tossed open the door. There was Rebecca now standing, clutching a pile of paper. “What are you doing in hear” Demanded Mrs Slone accusingly giving Rebecca the same sharp look she had earlier. “I, I just” started Rebecca still bewildered by the events emerging. “Well speak up girl” pushed Mrs Slone in a satirical voice. She motioned towards Rebecca in such a way as it was apparent she was planing to grab Rebecca by the arm. “I just ran out of paper” Rebecca explained stopping Mrs Slone in her tracks “I thought I would find some in here” she continued. And with that she walked out of the office and returned to her seat, little did Mrs Slone notice in the shock of the whole situation that Rebecca still had fresh cum running down her leg.

She had gotten away with it, her first taste of teenage rebellion and moment of lustful desire. She couldn’t stop smiling a smile that gave one the impression she could barely keep inside her skin. That night Rebecca slept soundly, the sweet slumber of an entirely satisfied woman and a feeling that Rebecca would come accustom to. But that is another story all together.

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