Catholic Girl Gets What She Wants

[ by Jessica Princess ([email protected]) ]

Alice was a good Catholic girl, at least in all the ways that matter. She went to church regularly. She believed in God. She took seriously the Church’s teaching on various issues, abortion, just war, marriage and divorce.

The one thing that she struggled with was sex.

It’s not that she was a wild one or anything. Her experience was limited. She was a black haired beauty at the age of 26, with a sweet and sultry voice and a killer body, pale luminescent skin, legs that went on for days, perfect curves and proportions. All the guys were interested in her.

Heck, even some of the girls came on to her. But she had kept herself held back. She didn’t want to just mess around. She wanted to follow her religion. She said no to sex and sexuality. It kept her safe, but it also kept her lonely.

And this was the difficulty. In the absence of a healthy sex life, it made Alice want to try bold things. Her fantasies were rich and plentiful. She thrived on the attention of men when she’d wear a sexy dress with her hair long hair braided, clear plastic high heeled sandals bejeweling her soft feet. She would blush and say no to all the advances, though secretly she wanted nothing more than to fuck everybody in the room. The divide between living her faith and her fantasy world was driving her mad.

The one guy who didn’t seem to pay much attention was Jay. He was a tall, awkward guy in his mid-twenties who sat across from her in one of her small seminar classes that she took at night. She was in grad school, hoping to get a PHD in philosophy. In a small class in a small room, with an almost incomprehensible subject, most of the guys tended to let their eyes drift over to Alice.

She didn’t mind. In fact, she purposely saved her sexiest outfits of the week for the nights when she had class. Even the teaching assistant who taught the class, a guy in his early thirties, would often lose track of conversation after staring at Alice.

Jay, however, always remained focused on the conversation of the day. He didn’t say much in class, but when he did it was clear that he was thinking about philosophy, not Alice. When Alice would try to catch Jay’s eye, he’d look away. It drove her mad. She determined in her mind that one way or another she would get Jay’s attention.

The perfect day came in late October when the first brush of cold air came through. That day Alice knew that the teacher planned on removing the table from the room where they all sat for class and replacing it with an open space where all the students would be seated facing each other. Alice wore a short black cotton dress, completely inappropriate for the season, and made sure that she sat directly across from Jay.

When she took off her long coat and revealed the dress, exposing her legs, low cut so that the tops of her breasts were visible to all, you could almost hear an audible gasp from the men in the room. And it seemed to Alice that the women were looking too, ashamed but unable to help themselves. Alice was to die for.

Jay, of course, was looking only at the teacher who was doing his best to begin the discussion. As the class settled into session, Alice began to try to look as seductive as possible. She crossed and uncrossed her legs slowly several times. She moved her head back and forth, swishing her hair from side to side. She licked her lips. She dangled her sandal off the edge of her foot. Nothing seemed to catch Jay’s attention.

Alice scribbled the words “I want you – Alice” on a piece of notebook paper, folded it, and had the girl next to her in the circle pass it around until it reached Jay. When Jay finally received it, he opened it, looked at for two seconds, then placed it aside, resuming his enraptured attention on the class. He didn’t even look in her direction.

“What do you think, Alice?” said the professor, breaking into Alice’s thoughts. “You’ve been awful quiet tonight. What’s your opinion?”

Alice had no idea what the topic of discussion was. She was embarrassed for a moment. Until she noticed, for the first time, that Jay’s attention was on her. He was looking at her, waiting to hear what gem she would add to the conversation.

Alice thought about her Catholic upbringing. She thought about everything she’d always denied herself and everything that she’d ever fantasized. In that moment, nothing else seemed to matter except how badly she wanted Jay to notice her, to be interested in her.

“It’s all social convention really,” said Alice.

“I’m not sure I know what you mean Alice,” said the teacher.

“Well,” she said, “All of our philosophy is, really. It’s all about controlling what we really want, about keeping our desires penned in. And we do that through social convention, which keeps us from doing what we want out of fear for breaking some taboo of the society.”

“Say more,” said the teacher.

Alice had her eyes focused on Jay who was staring at her intently, apparently intrigued by her response.

“For instance,” she said, “I really want to have sex with Jay, right now, in front of everyone. But if I crawled over there right now, stripped naked, and started to gyrate against him, I’d be breaking a huge social rule and everyone in here would become uncomfortable.”

Nobody moved for at least thirty seconds. You could hear a pin drop in the room. Finally, the teacher cleared his throat.

“Yes,” he said. “Well, an interesting observation Alice. Very noteworthy. Moving on.”

Alice smiled at Jay. He smiled back. And before Alice knew what she was doing, before she had time to think and to pray to Mother Mary for guidance, she found herself down on all fours, crawling on the floor across the circle to where Jay was sitting. The teacher’s voice trailed off and eventually stopped as everyone began to stare at Alice, who had unzipped Jay’s pants, pulled out his rock solid cock, and began to lick it up and down. Jay moaned and closed his eyes.

“Um… Alice?” said the professor. “Alice, you made your point. And yes, we are all a bit put off by this breaking of social convention. But this really isn’t all that appropriate for the classroom.”

“No, professor, Alice is right,” said Jay. “Everyone in this room has been wanting Alice for weeks, but no one had the guts to do something about it. Everyone was restrained. But Alice here, she’s bold enough to go after what she wants. She’s surpassed the rest of us, if you think about it.”

Alice cooed at Jay’s words of praise, sucking lightly on the head of his cock. He began to run his hands through her hair and moan again as she slowly tried to take his hardness all the way into her mouth. She could feel the eyes of everyone in the room on her. She knew they were practically salivating at what they were seeing. Their attention on her was electrifying.

“This is wonderful,” said Jay. “Finally, someone who isn’t afraid. You all are cowards. Cast off your inhibitions. Or are you all just content to watch?”

Alice continued to allow her head to bob up and down on Jay’s cock. Her mind was blank. Her body moved with the motions of her lust. Her hand drifted down between her legs.

“This is disgusting,” said one of the three other girls in the class. “I’m not going to stay here for this.” She got up and walked out. Eventually the other two girls left as well, along with two of the guys. The other six guys in the class remained, as did the teacher.

“You taste sooooo good,” Alice said. “I should have done this weeks ago.” The she allowed her mouth to be filled again by Jay’s rock solid cock. Now she was the one who was focused, keeping herself occupied with Jay to the exclusion of noticing the rest of the room.

Suddenly Alice felt a hand on her shoulder.

“Lift your ass up in the air,” she heard the voice of her teacher say. Without thinking, Alice obeyed, moving herself so that she could keep her mouth on Jay’s cock while half standing with her ass up high. She felt her dress being lifted up, a pair of warm and clammy hands grabbing her thighs, then the sharp pain of something penetrating her. She nearly yelped, but the pain subsided and all that was left was a burst of pleasure like she’d never known before. Her teacher began to thrust in and out of her, moaning loudly, occasionally slapping her ass.

“God, Alice!” he said, “You are the hottest little thing in the world. Oh, God… Ohhhh…”

Just as the teacher came inside her pussy, Jay pulled his cock from her mouth and sprayed his hot cum all over her face. The thrill that Alice felt was indescribable. And she’d been so close to cumming herself. She wanted more, badly.

Alice stood up and wiped her face off with her hand. Her dress still hung loosely on her body. Her eyes were wide and hungry. “Alright,” she said. “Who’s next?”

One by one the guys came forward, two and three at a time. At some point Alice’s dress got ripped off her body so that she was completely naked. She fucked and sucked every remaining guy in the class. Eventually, other guys came into the room. Other young guys from other classes, a couple of other teachers, even a couple of janitors. They fucked her in every hole. She loved it when there was a guy in her ass, a guy under her in her pussy, and a third in her mouth. She came so many times she lost count.

By the end of the night Alice was covered in cum from head to toe. She estimated that she’d had sex with at least twenty-five men, most of whom had left after they’d cum, some of whom had stuck around and come back for second and third helpings.

As the last guy pulled out of her tight, young asshole and came all over her back, Alice collapsed onto the floor and smiled. This was a bittersweet victory. She was so happy, having finally conquered her fear and lived out her fantasies. Yet she wasn’t sure who she was anymore. She certainly couldn’t be the Catholic girl she’d been anymore.

“Wanna spend the weekend at my place?”

It was Jay, standing above her and handing her some paper towels. Alice straightened up her body and stood to face him, graciously accepting the towels and wiping some of the cum from her forehead and chin.

“Sure,” she said. “I wasn’t expecting to hear you say that. But I’d love to.”

“Great,” said Jay. “We’ll have some fun Saturday night and then maybe go to Mass on Sunday morning, if you’re down with that.”

Alice smiled. “Sounds great,” she said.

This new life of hers was going to work out just fine after all.