warnings: church boy!mark, unprotected sex, praising, dirty talk, public sex, slight corruption
kink, fingering and degradation if you squint
every week you would patiently wait for sunday to roll around, the day when you would wear
that cute white dress, slightly too short for the ocasion, which would make your mom throw a
cardigan over your shoulders to compensate for the skin exposure, and you would do your
hair and makeup all pretty even tho you knew that mark was going to fuck you so good that
all of that would go to waste. but you still did it, because you knew how much his eyes
sparkled and darkened when he saw you all pretty for him.
you saw mark at the end of the hall next to his dad when you and your parents entered
church, everyone sitting down waiting for the mass to start. his eyes met yours and you
could see a little smirk forming of his lips, making you rub your thighs together at the
anticipation.
"i'm gonna go sit in the back with my friends, ok?" you asked your parents already walking
towards the seats in the back. "ok, but i don't want you playing around while the mass is
going, you hear me?" your mom almost shouted at you and you just replied with a simple
"yes mom", watching them finally settling down in their seats.
you weren't going to meet any friends, it was just an excuse to wait for mark so you could
escape in the middle of the ceremony to go somewhere quieter. and so it was, a few minutes
after the mass had started you felt mark sitting down next to you. you didn't look at him,
focusing on what his dad, the pastor, was saying but he grabbed your hand that was placed
next to you on the seat, his thumb gently rubbing over your skin.
"you look beautiful." he whispered, his lips getting closer to your ear. "you really know what
turns me on, don't you?" you almost jumped from your seat when you felt his hand slowly
going up your thigh, lifting the hem of your dress in the process. oh you knew. you knew he
loved this dress and this was exactly what you wanted.
"i missed you." you whispered softly, finally turning your head to look in his eyes, your lips
almost touching due to the fact that he was still leaning over you. his eyes darkened at your
words and he grabbed your hand again, both of you getting up and exiting the building
carefully so no one would see you.
mark pushed your back so hard against the concrete wall that you had to close your eyes for
a second and he took advantage, kissing you so desperately, groaning when he saw the
string of spit that connected your lips to his when he pulled away. his hand went under the
skirt of your dress, feeling the wetness on your cotton panties with the tip of his fingers.
"i see you've been thinking about me." he chuckled, rubbing your clit over the fabric, a whine
coming out of your mouth. "everybody thinks you're such a good girl. i wish they could see
what a slut you really are, soaking your panties just from thinking about fucking the pastor's
son." you let out a louder moan when you felt two of his fingers pushing your underwear
aside, easing their way through your folds, pumping them at a painfully slow pace.
you threw your arms over his shoulders, trying to pull him closer to you, the back of your
head resting on the wall behind you, moaning and whimpering at the feeling of his long
fingers inside of you, but you wanted more. "m-mark..." you whined and he smirked, looking
at your fucked out expression. he slowly took his fingers out of you and grabbed your chin so
you would part your lips, allowing him to push his fingers, covered in your juices, inside your
mouth. you sucked on them immediately, hearing a soft grunt coming from mark. "god, i can't
wait to have you cumming on my cock." you clenched your thighs at the thought.
he grabbed your waist and turned you around, your hands flat on the wall for balance. he
bunched your dress around your waist and slid your panties down your legs, putting them
inside the pocket of his pants. they would keep him company during the week when he
couldn't be with you, just until next sunday, when he would be able to touch you again. you
heard him unbuckling his belt and you looked around, nervous but excited at the thought of
having someone walking in on you. fucking outside in the back of the church wasn't the
smartest idea but it turned you on, made you feel naughty which you never were. mark
interrupted your thoughts by slamming his cock inside of you, stretching you out around him.
you bit your bottom lip hard, trying not to scream at the feeling of him fitting inside you
perfectly.
"f-fuck baby, you're always so tight." he moaned, sliding your hair out of the way, exposing
your neck to his lips, leaving wet kisses all over the skin while he slowly started moving
inside you, the feeling so good that you rolled your eyes back, resting your head on his
shoulder. mark's hands grabbed your hips tightly and he moved slightly to get more
confortable which made his cock touch your sweet spot, catching you of guard, a loud whine
leaving your lips. you quickly covered your mouth with your hand and mark chuckled. "does
that feel good, baby? s-shit... if you keep clenching around me like that i'm gonna cum." he
groaned with his lips still pressed against your shoulder. his arm came around you and his
fingers started circling your clit, so fast that the feeling made you light headed for a second.
"m-mark... i... mark i think i'm g-gonna." and you were coming undone around his cock, body
quivering from how strong it hit you, your hand coming down to hold his wrist, his fingers still
working on your clit, guiding you through your orgasm.
"b-baby, i think i'm coming too." mark moaned and you could feel how his thrusts were
getting sloppy, your eyes widening when you remembered he wasn't wearing a condom.
"you can't come inside me!" you turned your head to try and look at him but his eyes were
closed in pure bliss and you realized how cute he looked when he was about to cum, the
bad boy persona fading away.
"i'll just come on your b-back." he responded but you couldn't get your dress dirty, what
would your parents say if they saw your back stained. his cock twitched inside you and you
were quick to pull him away, hearing him gasp when he suddenly felt empty, looking at you
confused.
you turned around and quickly dropped to your knees, opening your mouth. "come in my
mouth." was all you said before seeing mark furrowing his eyebrows and biting on his bottom
lip, his hand coming down to stroke at this cock.
"you'll be the death of me, baby." he moaned, the sound so sweet in your ears that you let a
small smile appear of your lips. he let his cock enter your mouth just slightly and you sucked
on the tip and soon enough you were feeling the thick warm liquid filling your throat and mouth,
being careful not to let anything slip out. he pulled away when he was done and you
swallowed everything, gaining a grunt from his part.
you quickly got up as soon as you heard the church bells ringing, indicating that the mass
was over. your eyes widened and you pulled your dress down, trying to fix your your hair and
makeup to the best of your habilities while mark was busy tucking his cock and shirt inside of
his pants again. "fuck, my mom is going to kill me if she sees that i'm gone!" you said now
walking towards the front of the church in a hurry, mark following right behind you.
"wait!" he shouted, grabbing your wrist and turning you around, his lips slamming against
yours for a passionate but slow kiss and you melted in his embrace. he pulled away when he heard the sound of the main door opening and everyone started to get out, distracted talking
to each other. unfortunately your mom and dad were already rushing your way, anger visible
in their faces and you cursed mentally.
"where were you, y/n?!" your mom shouted, stopping right in front of you and mark.
you were about to make an excuse but mark beat you at it. "mrs. y/l/n, y/n wasn't feeling well
so i took her outside to get some fresh air. i'm so sorry if i made her miss the mass but i
didn't want her to throw up inside, you know?" you looked at mark and saw how his facial
features had changed completely now that he was standing in front of your parents, almost
like when he was about to cum, minus the moaning and orgasm face. his eyes were big,
almost puppy-like and he just looked so innocent and cute, you couldn't help but smile and
so did your mom.
"oh, don't worry mark. thank you for taking care of our daughter. sometimes i wish she was
more like you." she leaned to him to whisper the last part and they giggled as if you were not
just standing there next to them. "tell your dad that the mass was great, ok son?" your dad
patted him in the back and mark flinched a little, almost as if he was terrified of your dad's
touch which he probably was, considering what he had just done to his daughter.
everyone waved goodbye and as you were walking to the car you turned around, seeing
mark staring at you with a smirk on his face. you looked down and you saw how he had
pulled a part of your white cotton panties from his pocket, only now realizing that you weren't
wearing underwear all this time. you made eye contact with mark, blushing, and he winked
at you, turning around and walking towards his dad.