making them protrude a bit more. She was proud of her body, and enjoyed knowing that this older man enjoyed looking at her.

Tom's heart was pounding as he said 'Becky, there is something that I want to talk to you about. Something I've discovered that makes me think about you in a whole new light!' He was sweating slightly. This was the moment of truth. Reaching into his briefcase, he pulled out Becky's Journal.

Becky looked at it stupidly for a second, not recognizing it. Then she gasped, covering her face with her hands, feeling her skin erupt in flashes of embarrassed heat as she realized that Tom had read her fantasies!

'Oh noooo!' She mumbled into her hands.

'Shhhh, its OK, Becky. Just relax, honey. Now, I've been trying to decide what to do about this. I've read it through several times. I had no idea you were so…' He paused for several seconds. '…so sexy!'

Becky had expected him to say 'so disgusting' or 'so sinful'. Tears of fear were in her eyes as she looked at him. 'Sexy?' she whispered.

'Yes, Becky…and I especially like the parts when you were fantasizing about me!' Tom said, getting it out in the open. He knew that this was the moment. She would realize his intent and run from the room screaming out

'rape', or else he would fulfill the fantasies he'd been engaging in for the past week!

She just sat there looking at him. Finally, he said 'Becky, I know that I should give this book to your parents or maybe Reverend Stevens…'

The beautiful young girl interrupted him. 'No Tom! Please, not that. Oh please give me my journal! Please don't tell anyone, Please! I…I'll do anything you want, Tom. Anything!', she emphasized. She was terrified as she thought about what her parents would say. And Reverend Stevens would be so disappointed in her!

Tom softly said 'Anything, Becky? You'll do anything I want?' His meaning was clear as he looked into the pools of her eyes. At that moment, he wanted to rip her clothes off her body and violently violate her.

Becky felt her body trembling. She didn't know if it was from fear, or from the lascivious sensations of lust that were tickling her deep within her belly. The thought of making love with Tom made her young body yearn to be possessed.

'You mean…you wanna do things to me…to my body…nasty things?' She croaked, her eyes wide as she remembered the things she had put in her fantasy.

Slowly nodding, Tom said 'Yes, Becky. I want to do those things that I read about in your Journal. Those things…and more! If you'll do those things with me, I'll give you your journal back and no one will ever know.'

Becky thought about it for a second as she looked at the man. She could see the bulge of his cock straining the material of his slacks. She wanted this to happen, but she didn't want to be forced. However, it WAS something that she had dreamed about.

Taking a deep breath, the gorgeous youngster said 'OK, Tom. I'll do what you want. W-What do you want me to d-do first?' Her heart was beating rapidly as she waited on his orders.

Setting aside the journal, he stood up, looking down at the lovely girl.

'First, I want to kiss you!' he said.

Becky's fear was easing, but she was still nervous. She stood, brushing her hair onto her shoulders and looked into the eyes of the Youth Minister. She looked so vulnerable and beautiful to him. She didn't know how to proceed, and just stood there wondering what she should do.

He settled the matter for her by pulling her into his arms and kissing her full pouty lips. She opened her mouth, kissing him back. His hands began roving all over her body. Becky was scared but thrilled to feel his hands caressing her body through her clothes. A combination of shame and excitement was churning deep inside her belly.

Tom broke their kiss, looking wildly into her eyes. 'Naked…I want you

Naked, Becky! Strip out of your clothes. Hurry!' he said as he began peeling off his shirt. She didn't hesitate, but pulled her Cheer sweater up over her head, tossing it in a corner. Her bra encased little tits weren't huge, but they were larger than normal for a 15 year old. She pushed her cheer panties and skirt down her legs, feeling the cool air on her naked genitals.

As she watched, Tom pushed his briefs down his legs, and she was able to see his cock for the very first time. She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra, dropping it to the floor and leaving the 15 year old naked before the equally naked man. She was blushing furiously, but her excitement was overpowering her sense of shame and embarrassment.

Tom reached out and pulled the nude girl to him, feeling her soft body pressing against him as he kissed her savagely. She wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling his hard prick pressing into her stomach, and thrilling to the sensation of being naked and feeling his naked body against her. He was very rough, but she didn't mind. She felt very nasty being naked with this older man and letting him touch her most intimate places.

An idea came to Tom as he was kissing the naked girl. Releasing her for a minute, he picked up her journal. He pulled her down to the mattress without a word. He rolled the beautifully naked girl over on her belly. He tossed the book in front of her.

'Open it to page 97' he said as his hands took her hips and lifted her up onto her knees. Becky found the page, and blushed as she saw that it was a fantasy about her and Tom.

'Read that middle part!' he said as he moved up behind her hips. His hands began stroking her back and ass. He reached under her and pinched and pulled her titties.

In a halting voice, Becky began reading, 'I cried out as he prepared his rampant cock to enter me. 'Fuck me, Tom…fuck my pussy…fuck my cunt…fill my hot, wet hole with your beautiful prick. Fuck me long and fuck me hard. I want to feel your white hot cum spurting inside of me, filling me up, and running down my legs.' She was so ashamed to be reading such an intimate fantasy she had created.

Softly, Tom said, 'Yes, that's the part. Now read it again. Read it over and over again!'

Becky began to read the lewd words as she felt the silky round head of Toms' prick pressing against her tight pussy. She gasped and stumbled over the words as she felt her tight little pussy canal being stretched wide by the cock that was penetrating her body inch after wonderful inch. She had never felt anything like it.

She moaned, but tried to continue reading the obscene words as she felt his prick begin slamming inside of her. She could barely say the words between the sobs of joy his fast plunging prick was eliciting from her mouth. She could hear him muttering 'yeah, fuck the bitch, fuck the little slut, fill her hole up with cum.' as he fucked in and out of her beautiful body.

Becky felt more grown up and sexy than at any other time in her young life.

She thought it would hurt, but instead he was making her feel wonderful. Her little titties were throbbing, and her red hot cunt loved the friction of having his prick ramming in and out of her sensitive little hole. She had just begun starting to feel really good when Tom grunted loudly and she felt a warm wet feeling inside of her. Immediately, she knew that Tom had cum inside her.

But she hadn't cum, and she was vaguely frustrated. She stopped reading her journal, groaning in disappointment as she felt Tom's now limp prick slip from her pussy. The empty feeling made her sob with frustration, and she reached between her legs to rapidly rub her clit, wanting to be able to cum, too.

'You asshole, don't you know you aren't supposed to leave a lady hanging like that!' she heard a loud voice. She froze in shock and fear for several seconds before trying to scramble for her clothes. But by then, she felt a body behind her, a hairy body which was obviously not Tom, and then a HUGE invasion of her cunt began. Her already heated body immediately shoved back against the giant prick entering her sweet, tender little body. Becky groaned from the sheer joy of being so completely filled up.

Tom was setting, still naked and in shock as he watched the Janitor…the damn Janitor… slam his prick in and out of Becky Angel's moaning naked body.

Rick looked over at Tom, saying 'You really ought to think about using a room with a lock on the door'. Almost unconsciously, Tom watched Rick fucking little Becky. He was fucking her with long smooth strokes, not in a hurry. Tom could see the mans huge prick glisten as he pulled out of the teenagers wet cunt almost all the way before slowly sliding back inside of her, grinding his hips as he buried his staff inside her.

He marveled as Becky began to mewl and whimper in renewed pleasure. He watched Rick reach underneath the girl and play with her clit, making her gasp and moan even louder.

Smiling, the man closed his eyes. 'MMmmmmmm, this is some sweet little pussy! That's right baby, you just keep on squeezing ole Rick's prick'

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