College Interruptus

Chapter Twelve

Pilfering Purity

To my dismay Julia had to go the Prayer Meeting. Her father was beginning a series of sermons on love, God’s love for people. At least that was the title and although I hadn’t attended Prayer Meeting before, when Julia timidly told me she couldn’t visit me I decided to go so I could look at her and at her mother and think about their charms.

The sermon was less about God’s love for people than about the dangers and sinfulness of sex outside of marriage and the absolute evil of man-man or woman-woman relationships. I saw how Julia blushed and glanced sideways at Ms. Simmons who was also present. When she looked in my direction she lowered her eyes as if ashamed.

When we danced on Friday night Julia was still stiff and nervous but she didn’t try to pull away when I ground my erection, the erect penis she had so delightfully jerked off on Sunday. Her face became red and she wouldn’t look at me and I wondered what she was thinking.

We managed to make an appointment for her to come see me after church on Sunday so we could further discuss the videos.

The Sunday service was even more damning of same sex relationships that Thursday night’s had been. Julia visibly paled as her father quoted verse after homophobic verse from Leviticus. Just as on Thursday evening she kept stealing glances at Ms. Simmons and avoided looking at me.

It was shortly after one o’clock that I heard a timid knock on the outside door and went to let in Julia Whittier, the preacher’s daughter. She followed me mutely into my bedroom and I looked at how she was dressed, wondering how far I would get with her today.

“Please Mr. Aspen…please…you have to make sure that Daddy never sees those videos of me and Ms. Simmons,” she said meekly as she sat on the edge of my bed. Her pretty mouth quivered and her eyes filed with tears as she spoke.

She deserved pity but I could not quell my obscene lust, my desire not only to have her ripe, young body but also to control her ingenuous mind.

“We can talk about that Julia,” I said as I put my arm protectively around her shoulders and drew her close. Your father hasn’t preached much about what you and Ms. Simmons are doing together. And it may be all right in God’s eyes. Did she make you excited when she kissed your mouth? Put her tongue in your moth?”

“Uh…yeh…I guess so…I liked it.”

“How about when she kissed you here? I used that question as an excuse to slip my hand up under her skirt to touch her panty clad pussy.

“Uh Sir? Uh, Mr. Aspen? I’m sorry sir? I couldn’t help it.”

“And when she laid on top of you and rubbed herself…her pussy against yours…did you like that?”

“Does that mean I’m going to Hell, Mr. Aspen?”

“That depends, Julia. It only means that if you get excited only by other women. But last week when you…when you helped me my hand got you excited didn’t it? You came didn’t you?”

“Oh sir! You know I did,” and she looked up at me with tear-filled eyes and quivering lips.”

I leaned forward and planted a gentle kiss on her tear-salted lips, holding my mouth to hers without trying to open her mouth. Then I backed away.

“I’m sorry Julia. You looked so pretty I couldn’t help myself. Were you repulsed by having a man kiss you?”

“No Mr. Aspen. It was nice.”

“”Can I kiss you again…like Ms. Simmons kissed you?”

“Mmm hmm, I guess so.”

I was gentle and careful and her lips softened and parted and when my tongue pushed forward her teeth opened to accept an intimate kiss. At the same time her arms came up around my shoulders and she hugged me.

It was awkward but while my tongue plundered her sweet, young mouth one hand was squeezing the delightfully soft fullness of her large right breast and my other hand was making a foray under the leg of her panties to explore the soft puffiness of her pussy.

“Mmmm…you’re so sweet Julia. Are you getting aroused by having a man do what Ms. Simmons did?”

“Oh Mr. Aspen,” my schoolgirl gasped, “You know I am. And I don’t have to think of it being a sin do I?”

Obviously the sin of premarital sex wasn’t in her mind but probably she hadn’t yet realized that she was on the slippery slope to just that end.

“Now Julia I’m going to kiss you down below…like she did.”

“But? But?” the girl whimpered as I peeled off her panties and pushed her down flat on the bed. I slid off the bed to kneel beside it and then slipped my hands under her pneumatic buttocks and elbowed her legs apart and up over my shoulders.

“I leaned in and licked the already moistened slit from near her bumhole and upward to where her clit was peeking whitely out from under its pink hood. She was smooth except for a small bush on her mons and a trace of stubble as if she’d shaved but not really recently.

“Mmmmm…you’re so sweet and smooth…do you shave?”

“Uh yeh…Ms. Simmons asked me to after our first time. Is that OK?”

I marveled silently that the hirsute schoolteacher had the gall to ask a schoolgirl to remove her modest, silken growth but I wouldn’t have to pick cunthairs out of my teeth like I would when and if I finally got past Irene’s defenses.

Julia held her legs up and spread them apart, her legs dangling loosely over my shoulders. As she did so, the outer lips of her pussy opened invitingly and I could see the coral pinkness of the inner folds glistening within. Lowering my face to the inviting wedge before me, tentatively at first and then with increasing passion, I began to kiss and lick the moist opening, savoring the salty tang of my schoolgirl's secretions.

"Oh Mr Aspen...that's so nice," she sighed and she brought her hands down to my head, running her fingers through my hair and pulling the source of pleasure even deeper between her thighs. Did she really think that or was she trying to convince herself that she was heterosexual? I, enjoying it as much as she was, began flicking my tongue up and down her slick little crevice, twirling it around the tip of her clitoris and enticing the turgid little cylinder of flesh from its hiding place. I nuzzled it gently, pulling with my lips and probing downward with swift, darting movements of my tongue.

Barely a minute later, Julia climaxed. She uttered a little mewling cry of pleasure and brought her thighs tightly together, holding my head in their vice like grip until the orgasmic contractions subsided. Afterward, she lay back gasping, a narrow band of perspiration beading the expanse of her forehead.

"Oh...that was the best," she panted. "That was absolutely the best ever! Does that mean I’m OK. I liked you better than Ms. Simmons."

I was happy to have given my little schoolgirl so much pleasure and I smiled up at her.

"It was good for me too, sweetheart," I assured her. "I could just about do that forever...but there’s another test."

My innocent, big-titted schoolgirl lay there in docile acquiescence as I removed her blouse and brassiere and, although it was not in the way, took off her skirt too. Then, removing my own sweatpants and t-shirt I lay on the bed beside her and brought her shapely body up atop mine. I had one hand between her legs massaging her juicily wet cuntflesh.

“There’s another test, Julia…the test that will let God know you’re truly a Christian woman. Right now you’re lying on top of me but you know what your father has preached…the woman must subordinate herself to her man.”

“Uh yeh…but what’s subordinate, Mr. Aspen?”

“When you laid with Ms. Simmons, you on your back and her on top, you subordinated yourself to her. She was in command. It’s only when you’ve subordinated yourself to a man that we’ll know you’re not a Sodomite,” and with that I rolled her off onto her back and mounted above her.

My hands and mouth had already known her intimately and except for a brief tensing of her body Julia laid there docilely while once again I tongued her juicy twat. At the same time let my finger probe her pussy gently which I hadn’t done before, exploring the hoped for existence of her virginity. Her moans dropped into a lower register as my finger dipped into her slippery orifice. About knuckle deep I felt something blocking my progress, and I knew I had hit her hymen. My prick surged as my finger diddled her pussy, almost as though the finger was telling the cock what it was in for.

Julia was whimpering and breathing hard. Was she ready to cum again? Maybe she truly was a hot piece like her mother. I couldn’t believe how easy this was turning out to be. This was something I wanted to enjoy to the ultimate and I kept the excited schoolgirl at a plateau for a good while. I looked up at her face through the valley between her large, heaving breasts chest as I pulled my face away from her pussy and let my thumb and finger keep her hot for a moment.

She wouldn’t be my first virgin but she was definitely the loveliest. Her angelic face was bathed in the soft light from the blank YV screen, her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly, slightly parted. Her face was framed by the soft curls of her hair, the ends of which were slightly beaded with sweat. Her big, soft breasts sagged out to either side but the nipples were erect, so much so that most of the pink areolas were now part of the rising nipples.

Grasping her malleable mammaries like handles I moved up and knelt between her thighs, my hard cock aching now for her cunt. As I started to run the head of my cock against her slit her eyes popped open and she bit her lower lip.

"Oh! I'm scared, Mr. Aspen," she whimpered, grabbing my hand.

"I know. We don't have to if you don't want to," I said, but at that moment I started rubbing her clit directly with my cockhead. “Maybe you’re not meant to be with men?” If she had said no, I would have stopped but I suspected that her fear of possible lesbianism would overcome her resistance.

And I was right. She responded immediately to the direct stimulation of her clit. "Uhh. Umm. No, I want to, I want you to do it. Put it in. But please don't hurt me." She was talking in a dreamy voice now, on the verge of another orgasm, her hands opening and closing, her eyes rolling, her hips churning.

I pressed the head of my cock up against her cuntmouth and moved my thumb back to her clit, stroking, stroking. The passage was intensely tight, much tighter than fat Eileen’s had been. Anyway, the head of my cock popped past the mouth after a little coaxing, and though she shuddered a little, she did not seem to feel great pain.

I began to slip the head in and out, no more than an inch deep, while my thumb continued to do its magic. I began to suck on her hard nipples, one then the other, as just the head of my cock slid in and out of her pussy. She was making a tiny little "uff" noise on every in stroke now, and I began to gradually, very gradually increase the depth.

The feeling of her young cunt was indescribable. She was so tight that once I had almost two inches in her, her pussy formed a kind of suction. There was no room for any air to get in, her pussy walls were wrapped so tight around my cockshaft, and once the air was forced out I found it hard to withdraw more than half of the length I had in. It was like her body was sucking me in, drawing me into the hot, wet, tightness of her vagina.

Presently I found my cockhead pressing on her hymen. It gave slightly, but did not break.

"Julia," I said, but she only moaned. "Julia, this part will hurt a bit. The first time you do this, it does, and then it never does again. Don't be afraid." My heart was racing, my breath short and quick, but somehow I managed to sound reassuring. "If you want to stop, say so, honey."

Her eyes opened, still dreamy, and she smiled a sort of drunken smile. "Do it to me," she said, her voice ten years older than it had been moments before.

I began to rub her clit as fast as I could, and felt her edging over the plateau. When I felt her thighs begin to twitch and heard her breath drawn in sharply, I knew she was coming, and I pressed through her hymen, breaking it with one thrust.

I could see that I hurt her as her face grimaced sharply but her orgasm quickly covered it with pleasure, as I hoped it would. She sighed greatly, and I felt the flood of her cum pouring over the base of my cock. My cock began to slide in and out like a well-oiled piston, her tight pussy gripping it and sucking it. The sensation was pure madness. I was fucking a teenaged goddess, my mind reeling, almost passing out. She was whining now, a whine of pleasure, matching the rhythm of my strokes, and I found myself making a low, guttural noise as my orgasm began to rise.

She was still coming, her pussy still pulsing and her hips still shifting from side to side. I knew I was gong to come any minute.

All at once I flipped us over so that she was astride me, and I was lying on my back. I grabbed her hips and began lifting her again and again until she got the idea and started fucking herself on me. Her big, soft jugs bounced and swayed and jiggled as she fucked me until finally, I sucked her left nipple into my mouth, grabbed onto her ass, and pulled her down, sinking deeply into her cunt as I came.

I felt as though my whole essence was pouring into her. I came in five or six long, wonderful spasms. Then I put my arms around her and pulled her into an embrace, my cock still inside her. I felt her tears dropping on my neck as I buried my face in her hair.

We lay like that for some time, and she slept.

I may have slept too but not for long. I came fully awake when the soft, tight enclosure that held my cock twitched. I was past the cum-numbed stage and aided by the Cialis I had taken before she arrived I was still erect although likely not in the same steel-like state as before I broke her cherry.

“Mr. Aspen? Oh Mr. Aspen? I’m on top. Isn’t that a sin?”

“Only when you feel that you have to be on top. Do you feel that way, Julia?”

“No but…like…I guess you’ve shown me that I’m not a Lesbian but…like…what am I going to do about the videos?”

I rolled my compliant, big-titted schoolgirl onto her back and began to fuck her with slow, full length strokes.

“I can’t let your Daddy see it or else you’ll tell him what we just did. It’s not as much a sin as what you did with Ms. Simmons but he’d still be very angry with both of us. And then we won’t be able to be together like this. Would that bother you, Julia?”

“Oh Mr. Aspen…I’m so scared that Daddy will find out what I did with Ms. Simmons…and you but,” and just then I withdrew from her sloppy, cum filled cunt. “No! Don’t stop! Not yet!”

“You like being fucked don’t you Julia Really fucked with a cock way up inside your hot, little cunt.”

”Oh Mr. Aspen…it feels so good. Will God forgive me for liking what you said you’re doing to me?”

“God made you this way Julia. He gave you a hot, sweet cunt to give pleasure to a man…not a woman…and he gave you big tits to entice men into wanting to fuck you…and a soft, pretty mouth to give more pleasure to men…more pleasure than you’ve given yet.”

I don’t think she understood what I meant by my last statement and in fact I’m sure she didn’t but as I rammed my cock to the bottom of her flooded fuckwells she raised her legs as if asking for more.

“Oh baby, you’re good,” I murmured as I raised her legs until her knees were framing her softly jiggling breasts and I was grinding my pubis against her fat-padded mons. “You’re built to be fucked Julia…you’re perfect.”

My young schoolgirl was pinned helpless beneath me, her legs widely splayed, her so recently virginal cunt totally open to my lascivious assault as I fucked her with mindless ferocity. Her big, soft breasts jiggled and bounced with each brutal thrust and when I ground against her at the bottom of my strokes I felt the hardness of her cervix. I was at the bottom of her cunt and into the expanded region that excitement produced. It was truly delightful and as I looked down at my mature-bodied, underage prey I felt the tremendous eroticism of the moment.

“Hanh anh hanh,” the girl panted and I felt the delicate twitches of her spasming fuckwells. Her pretty mouth gaped slackly and her eyes seemed to cloud over and it all combined to release my predatory lust.

I know it was only a matter of seconds but the heat, the convulsion that engulfed my groin seemed endless. I ground against her clean-shaven cunt and watched her eyes roll back in orgasm as I pumped my seed into her ready body and her inner muscles milked the last little wrigglers of sperm into her depths.

“I laid atop my big breasted schoolgirl and savoured the feeling of having my cock surrounded by the semen I’d just jetted into her. She laid there in docile acquiescence, the reaction I most enjoy, her legs flopping down loosely as she quivered through her own climax.

“Will you come see me again?” I slowly dismounted from her fuck saddle and saw the trickle of sperm laden semen that cream-pied her clean shaven cunt.

“Oh Mr. Aspen? I feel like I can’t say no to anything you ask. Can we talk about it after class tomorrow?”

“Whatever you want, Julia. But I’m going to give you a pill to take. We could have made a baby today and if we did that your Daddy would be really mad.”

As I watched my busty schoolgirl get up from the bed and put on her clothes I wondered whether this would have happened at all if she hadn’t been as busty as she was. Probably, I concluded. She was deliciously pretty and so defenselessly naïve that I probably would have taken advantage of her even if she’d been flat-chested.

“Take this little pill when you get home Julia…so you don’t get pregnant because of the sperm I pumped into you.”

Silently she accepted the pill and I made a conscious decision to not offer any assistance for her leaving. I wanted her again but I also wanted to control her and although I’m not a psychologist I guessed that this control could best be achieved by making her believe that I was in control and didn’t care about her.

And that proved to be a correct assessment.