Chapter Ten: Children Of God (mature)

My cheeks felt hot once his hand cup my area, my lower lip trembling.

I've never touched myself nor I've never let anyone look at my naked body.

"I d-dont know how" I exclaimed my cheeks flushed, "I've never done it." I admitted.

"I'll seat back on the couch and tell you what to do. Don't be shy, beautiful." He left a small peck on my forehead before seating back on his previous seat.

"Untie your robe." He ordered.

I took a deep breath and hesitated at first but I did. I untied it but I embraced myself to hold unto the robe still not revealing any flesh on my body.

He chuckled, "Go on."

I shook my head. No one has ever seen me naked except for Nana and that was 12 years ago when I was 5 and she was giving me a bath.

He stared at me and I sighed.

I let my sleeves slide down my shoulders. Sitting on the couch opposite to him once I disregarded my only piece of clothing.

I wasn't comfortable about my body. I wasn't a model type of girl. I'm intimidated and I'm nervous.

I shook my head, "We shouldnt be really doing this. My mom can walk in any minute."

"Trust me. Your mother is not going to check on you." He rubbed his neck in frustration, "Now, do as I say!" He ordered.

I removed the cloth that was covering me and just sat up.

"I uh-dont know w-what to d-do." I stared at my feet.

"Don't tell me you never tried giving pleasure to yourself before? I thought you were just joking awhile ago." He scoffed in disbelief.

I shook my head, "Never in my existence." I admitted and I know it wasn't funny but he laughed and I just stared at him.

"I don't understand why you haven't played with yourself. As far as I know, girls your age had done it. The ones I met..they do it frequently."

"I uh-" I didn't know what to say,

"Okay, enough. I'll teach you-" He sighed, "Do as I say. Widen your legs."

I obliged.

"Now, softly touch your breast. Cup them. Feel them."

I listened to every detail he was saying.

"Slide your hands down your pussy."

I cringed at his term but there was no other way to call it. I closed my eyes and tried to feel myself.

"Yes..fuck! Now, slowly rub up your clitoris."

I felt myself starting to become wet.

I remained my eyes closed. Still feeling embarrassed but what I'm doing is so much pleasure. I never knew that with just my hands touching my sex would give this much pleasure.

"Do you like what you're feeling now?" He asked, his voice toned down in a whisper.

My cheeks flushed more red than it already did as I nodded.

"Are you wet?"

I nodded again.

"Slide your fingers a little lower. You'll feel a passage, stick your finger in. Only one."

I did as he say. I stopped rubbing and moaned in pleasure. I slid my fingers a little lower and I felt what he was saying and I stick one finger in. I groaned and moaned because of the feeling.

"Go in and out. Slowly. Do it!" He was impatient and full of temper.

I pumped my fingers in and out and I couldn't help but moan at myself.

"Yes. Go a little faster."

I did. My breathe hitches and I can hear my heartbeat in my head. I moaned here and there and I didn't know why my free hand made its way cupping my breast, its like it has a mind of its own. I'm feeling overwhelmed.

"Add another finger in-"

My middle finger went in with my index and I pumped inside me.

I can't help my toes and legs to stiffen I can't keep my feet on the ground.

"Yes, baby. Faster. Come for daddy" He exclaimed and just the sound of his voice made me moan.

I pumped faster and deeper. My hands working sloppy in myself and white sticky stuff were being released by my vagina. My hands were tired and before I know it I released a loud grunt and I have come undone.

I sat weak and a little gutted. I didn't say a word. I felt pressured.

"Very good." He exclaimed a smug smile present on his lips. "I'd like to see more some time, Tate." He stood up, "..but I'll teach you more. You need more of my guidance." He chuckled as he stand up walking towards me. "I'll see you next time." He placed a soft kiss on the back of my hand before exiting the door leaving me all alone craving for him.

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"Hurry up, darling. The church is not going to wait for us." My mother exclaimed as I walk down the steps of our front porch.

"The church will not go anywhere, mother. It doesn't have legs to walk and go far away." I answered back as I sit myself in the car.

"I don't want another debacle with you. Go confess your sins after the reverend's preach. You're being a stubborn and a disrespectful child these days. I cant handle it." She exclaimed looking away outside of the car's window.

I rolled my eyes at her.

When we arrived at the church. The car halt into a full stop and I tried my best not to let my dress get caught by the car door.

We walked right in to church even if the reverend is already in front. My mother wasn't ashamed that we were late. We walked right in the middle of the aisle and into our usual seat in the front.

I hated the feeling that all eyes were on me. I looked at the people at the back and saw the familiar blue eyes staring at me, peircing thru my skin. Goosebumps everywhere trying to settle in my complexion. I looked away.

The reverend went on and on talking about Jesus and how thankful we should be because of the bounty we have. How we should help others and bring joy to our family.

I just stayed silent the whole hour. After the preach was finished, people were scattered all around the premises finding their way out.

"You are not going anywhere until you talk to the reverend and confess."

"I talked back once is all and you make it a big deal like I committed murder."

"Listen to me now or I'll keep you in your room for the rest of the day."

I stormed off of her presence annoyed of her fakeness. Why do I have her as a mother? I groaned to myself.

I let the people pass me by as I try to find my way to the end of the church where the confession booth or box or whatever they call that thing is.

I opened the door and it was just a small space with a small window that leads to another door and an empty velvet seat. Its a good thing that I'm not claustrophobic or I could've ended having an episode.

I sat myself down and shifted a little to fix my dress for it has risen up showing a little skin on my legs.

I heard footsteps just behind the door and it opened slowly.

"Excuse me, someone is in here." I muttered politely.

"I know that's why I'm going in." A familiar voice exclaimed.

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed. It was Mr. Hemmings trying to get in..well, he was already in-we were squeezing in a small space.

I am literally done with today. He is just so persistent no matter how much I try to decline him, he always gets his way with me and I'm sick of it.

"Thou shall not use the name of the lord our god in vain." He smirked, his hands pressed against the wall watching my every move.

"Someone could see me...us here."

"Were not doing anything wrong aren't we? Were just talking." He smiled his breath warm on the skin of my neck.

"People doesn't understand that. They might think worst."

"Let them believe what they want to believe."

"I don't get it. What do you want from me? Your wife is literally 20 feet away from us."

"I already told you and I don't care about her like I care about you."

"That's not enough." I look away, "This is wrong and please leave were in a church. We should show some respect."

"I know-" He muttered as he started kissing my neck.

"Please-" I begged.

"Alright, I'm going. But..I have to see you later tonight. I have something for you."

Before I could say a word I heard the other door opened, the reverend is already in the other booth waiting for me to confess my sins.

"Go now. Please-" I exclaimed pushing him away but he wouldn't budge. "I'll see you tonight, I promise!" I added knowing that it will make him leave.

His face lit up and he smiled. He pressed his lips against mine before leaving. He gave me this feeling like what were doing is right and real but I know deep inside me its all wrong.

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A/N. I originally planned them to have sex in the confession booth but I'm afraid that it will be really extreme and people might hate me because who tf does the dirty inside I freaking church lol so yeah x.