Dean was out for a run when the sound of a girl crying stopped him. He was in front of a church and the crying came from behind a bush on the church's property. He shouldn't care but something about this soft crying made him go in to see what was going on.
He found her right away. A young girl sitting on the ground, crying into her hands. She looked so sweet and innocent. Whoever brought her to tears surely couldn't be worth much of her time.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked as he squatted down beside her.
She looked up at this strange man in front of him only wearing a pair of shorts and with a sweaty chest. Her eyes widened by the sight of him.
"Don't be scared. I mean you no harm. I just heard you crying. Wanna tell me what's wrong?" He asked again.
"My dad," she finally answered.
"What did he do?" He asked.
"He won't let me date this guy who asked me out," she answered.
"Is he a bad guy?" He asked.
"No, he's really sweet and he's okay with waiting like my father says I have to," she answered.
"Waiting?" He asked confused.
"My father is the priest of this church," she answered.
"Oh, waiting. Right," he said as it dawned on him what she was talking about.
"But I don't wanna wait. I'm 18, for crying out loud. I wanna live my life like my friends do. I wanna party, be happy, have sex, date, do whatever a normal teenager does," she said angrily.
He chuckled a bit by this angry girl unfolding in front of him. She was rather cute when she was angry.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"Yetta," she answered.
"Hi Yetta, I'm Dean. Let's get you up from the ground, shall we?" He said.
He stood up and reached his hand down to her. She took it and he helped her to her feet.
"Wanna show me the church?" He asked.
He wasn't a religious man and churches didn't mean a thing to him but any excuse for being near her a little longer had to do.
"Sure," she answered.
The church was empty but he preferred it like that. He really wanted to spend some time alone with her.
"Sometimes I just wanna..." She said angrily but stopped herself and blushed.
"You just wanna what?" He asked and stepped closer to her.
"Nothing. I didn't mean to say that out loud," she said, her face getting very red now.
He smirked and stepped even closer to her as he placed a hand on her hip.
"You just wanna what?" He asked in a tempting voice.
"I just wanna find someone to have sex with in here in the house of god to really stick it to my father," she admitted while looking down, too ashamed to meet his eyes.
His other hand landed on her other hip and he squeezed gently.
"Yetta, look at me," he said.
She looked up and he kissed her. She felt surprised at first but then allowed him. His mouth moved to the side, kissing her cheek and jaw before ending next to her ear.
"I'll be that guy if you want to," he said in a voice that went straight down between her legs.
"I... I shouldn't," she stuttered.
"Forget what you should or should not. Forget about being daddy's little girl. What do you want?" He asked and sucked on her earlobe.
"You! I want you!" She whimpered.
He wrapped his arms around her and gently pushed her down on the stone floor.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle with you," he assured her as he started undressing her.
He wasn't sure if he'd ever had a virgin in his life. His past was filled up with holes but he knew many women had passed. However, this time around he was clearminded and he wasn't about to make her first time be unpleasent. She was too cute for that.
She seemed nervous and he couldn't blame her. He knew the first time was always a big deal in a girl's world and to have it in her father's church on the stone cold floor surely wasn't helping but he could be helping her get over her nervousness. He settled between her legs and let his tongue do the work for him. He had her moaning in no time.
He reached up and took one of her hands to assure her everything was alright while his other hand found it's way to her pussy. He gently pushed one finger inside her. She whimpered a little but other than that, she seemed to be fine with it. He moved it in and out of her for a little while and then added a second finger. She tensed up and whimpered even more, her hand now squeezing his.
"Just relax," he quickly got out before continuing to lick her.
And she did. She relaxed and then she tensed up again but this time it was from the pleasure he was giving her.
"That's it, girl. Give me all you got," he thought to himself as he continued to lick her.
She moaned out loud and squeezed his fingers as she came. He held his fingers still inside her given how tight she got when she came, making it impossible for him to move them, but he continued to lick her through her orgasm. Once she relaxed, he stopped too and pulled his fingers out of her. He looked up at her with a smirk on his face.
"That was... that was..." She said, struggling to find the right word.
"Good? Nice? Perfect?" He tried helping her while he just smiled at her.
"Yeah, all of those and so much more," she said and smiled back.
He crawled up and sat on his knees between her legs while he leaned down to kiss her again.
"Are you sure about this?" He asked.
She bit her lip and nodded.
"I need to hear you say it," he said.
It wasn't because he wanted to hear her ask for him to take her. He just needed to hear in her own words that she wanted him to take her virginity.
"I'm sure. I wanna have sex with you," she said.
That was all he needed to hear. He opened his pants and pushed them down his thighs. He leaned down on top of her and lined his dick up at her entrance.
"It's gonna hurt at first. Just take a deep breath and try to relax," he said and kissed the top of her head.
He pushed inside as gentle as he could. She tensed up and made it harder for him to get in but he wasn't one to give up. He gritted his teeth and continued to push through her tight walls until he found himself all the way inside. He held still and kissed her again.
"Just relax," he whispered between his kisses.
He waited until he felt her relax a bit and then started moving slowly. She tensed up right away again but he was a man on a mission so he continued. His kisses rained down on her and he tried his best to make it as comfortable for her as possible.
"Just say the word and I'll stop," he assured her.
"No, don't stop," she hissed.
He kissed her again as he continued to move in. Her tightness wasn't making him last long. He grunted as he came and then collapsed on her chest. Her fingers ran up his back and he liked the feeling of her delicate fingers. He leaned his head back up, kissed her again and then pulled out of her.
"Are you alright?" He asked as he fixed his pants.
"Yeah, I'm fine. How about you? Was it good enough for you?" She asked as she stood up and got dressed.
How cute was she? This was probably the biggest moment of her life and she was worried it had been good enough for him.
"It was perfect," he said and kissed her again.
"Look, I gotta get going," he said, feeling guilty for leaving her there like that.
"I know," she said and smiled.
He looked in her eyes. She didn't seem mad at all. She just smiled at him, leaned up on her toes and kissed his cheek and then she started walking away from him. He watched her leave. No longer a girl but a woman. No longer daddy's little sweetheart but god's fallen angel.