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For 18 years, Faith was raised by good, Christian parents to obey the rules. At all times respect your elders and the Bible. Her father became pastor at an Evangelical church when she was young and he expected her to be the model of a good Christian girl. She liked pleasing her father and her Father who art in Heaven.

Her Christian upbringing didn’t prepare her for what she saw in the woods…

It was a nice spring day and Faith had just got out of college, a Christian high college, of course. Her curly brown hair hung just to her shoulders of the white, buttoned dress shirt she wore as a uniform. A black tie and a red and black plaid skirt that extended just past her knees completed the outfit.

She sometimes detoured into the woods between college and her house when she wanted to wander, as long as it didn’t take too long. It wasn’t like her to be late coming home. Her flats crunched lightly along the trail she knew. The sun was still high in the sky, a welcome sight after a long winter. All the leaves seemed greener than usual.

Ahead she heard muffled voices. She was more curious than worried. She knew these woods well and she wasn’t far from home. It was probably kids from college making out. She enjoyed watching others do what she wasn’t allowed to do.

She slowed her steps and snuck ahead as the voices quieted. There was movement beyond the leaves of a thick tree so she used it as cover and approached. She leaned back against the bark and listened. All she could hear was breathing and some low murmurs.

Very slowly she turned and edged her head around the tree. Her vision first revealed a man she didn’t recognize standing with his back against a tree. He was an older man with a little gray at the temples of his black hair. His head was tilted up and his eyes were closed. Faith ventured around the tree more to see a blonde girl on her knees in front of the man. The girl was wearing the same uniform as Faith. It was a new girl, a senior, that had started a week ago. Her name was Ella, Faith wondered.

Ella reached up and undid the man’s pants, opening them up, pulling down the boxers, and letting the man’s half-erect cock flop out.

Faith couldn’t believe it. She hadn’t seen a penis in person before. Sure, her friend Maggie had shown her some porn once and Faith knew how sex worked. But seeing a penis in person was exciting. She wondered she’d have to wait until marriage to get a look.

Ella took the cock in hand and licked the head. The man moaned and looked down at the girl and she locked eyes with him as she took him in her mouth. Ella’s hand stroked him while her blonde ponytail swayed back and forth with the bobbing motion of her head.

Watching them, Faith felt a tingle deep inside. She knew the sensation from when she watched friends make out. She knew it was a sin to touch herself but it felt so good when she tingled. Still, she didn’t want to feel the guilt. So she just watched and imagined what it would be like to suck on him. Could it be that she might help Ella in her work? That wondered made her hand go to her crotch and press into the material over her pussy before she stopped herself. Instead, she put a thumb in her mouth to suck on. It was probably a poor substitute.

The man started grunting and Ella quickened her head motions. His hand went to her ponytail and guided her roughly. The grunts became moans and almost sounds of pain as his hips moved into her. “Oh, fuuuuuck!” he cried out. Ella’s efforts slowed as his breathing returned to typical and she let him drop from her mouth. The man quickly pulled up his pants and secured them. That’s when Faith realized she did recognize the man. It was Mr. Austen, from college. He taught history but Faith hadn’t taken his class yet.

Mr. Austen hastily looked around and rushed off in the direction of the college, breaking through the underbrush.

Ella sat back on her heels and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “That was fun,” she announced to no one. Then she turned her head looked right at Faith.

Faith’s heart shuddered, she jerked back behind the tree and her mind raced. She had been seen.

“Did you like the show?” Ella called. Faith could hear the other girl moving in the leaves as herself was frozen against the tree. “You’re not that sneaky,” she taunted.

Ella’s face appeared from around the tree and Faith could feel her own face flush. Ella looked Faith up and down. “I’ve seen you around. You’re the preacher’s kid, right?”

Faith nodded. She couldn’t discover the words to speak.

“How long were you watching?” Ella asked as she leisurely leaned on the tree.

The casual way Ella acted about what she had done intrigued Faith. It was as if it was a completely typical act to perform oral sex in public. With an older man. With a teacher!

“I saw everything,” Faith admitted quietly, casting her eyes down. She wasn’t sure why she felt ashamed. She hadn’t participated in the sin she witnessed. The way Ella’s icy blue eyes were regarding Faith reminded her of a jungle cat watching her prey. It made her nervous.

“You like to watch, don’t you?” Ella whispered. She touched Faith’s arm lightly which made the younger girl flinch. “It’s okay,” she comforted. “You’re not in trouble.”

How did Ella know Faith’s guilt? Did the other girl know her mind? Faith’s cheeks flushed.

“I like to perform,” Ella continued in a soothing voice. “It thrilled me to have you watch me suck him off.” She put her hand under Faith’s chin and gently lifted her face so that Faith’s big brown eyes met the older girl’s blues. “It made me so wet.”

Faith felt the tingle between her legs stronger this time. She suddenly felt an urge to reach up and kiss Ella, something she’s never desired before. Maybe she wanted to distribute in the act after the fact. The guilt started rising up again, competing against the tingle.

She pulled her chin away from Ella’s hand and murmured, “I’ve got to get home.” Without looking back she hurried away, ignoring the low branches reaching for her bare legs.

“See you at school,” Ella called to her.

Faith jogged the few minutes to get home and, once inside, went right up to her room. She barely heard her mother ask from the kitchen, “How was school, dear?”

With her door closed, she flopped onto her bed and laid there panting and staring at the ceiling. She started to feel the light scratches on her legs and she rubbed them absently, thinking about what she witnessed. If she closed her eyes she could see it again: Ella’s mouth around that teacher’s cock, her head moving in time with his slight thrusts. In this memory Ella looked right at her without stopping. Faith wanted to know what it was like. She wanted to give in. Ella raised her hand and summoned her. Fantasy Faith moved from her cover and walked up to the couple. Ella disengaged from the cock, took Faith’s hand and pulled her down next to her. The cock glistened before Faith.

The real Faith realized she was stroking herself over her panties, and she was moist. The tingle was as strong as ever. It felt good to give in and she closed her eyes again. She imagined she was in the porn she had watched with Maggie.

In the fantasy, Ella commanded, “kiss it.” Faith leaned in and made contact. The head was soft on her lips. Ella joined in, kissing and licking its length. Faith copied her friend’s actions, treating the flesh tenderly.

Ella’s hand grabbed Faith’s chin, “open.” Faith complied, parting her lips. Ella’s hand then reached into Faith’s curly locks and urged her open mouth around the cock. It was just the head at first and Faith locked her lips around it. She sucked him in, trying to emulate her friend. The cock filled her mouth and she sucked harder. In the real world she stuck her free thumb in her mouth to simulate something to suck on.

She heard the groans from above and knew the man was gonna cum. Ella, being the greedy one, wanted his cum so she pulled him from Faith’s mouth and worked him. Ella locked eyes with Faith as the man finished in her. The real Faith’s fingers rubbed her clit and a trembling and clenching warmth overtook her as she orgasmed to the vision of Ella enjoying the man. She made sure to keep quiet so no one in the house heard.

It took awhile for her to recover from such an intense orgasm. Her panties were a sloppy mess and the guilt was there but it was different this time. She regretted that she hadn’t done as she had in the fantasy. Fear had crippled her in the moment and it kept her from experiencing something. Maybe next time she would be bolder.

NSFW: yes

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