Message-ID: <2187eli$9707201341@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Francis Dashwood Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (26b/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <199707201531.JAA20959@shaman.lycaeum.org> Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 26b Lauren glanced at Nikki, pleased to see that there was a smirk on her face as she too listened and wondered what on earth they were doing attending the service. The priest turned to Rebecca, glancing quickly at Lauren and Nikki. His hands had a rugged, outdoor look to them, the nails spilt in places and the backs of his hands covered in thick black hair. Lauren stole a glance at the lady priestess and tried to work out what she must look like without the mask. Her figure was wonderful, and her nipples pushed against the silky robe as her chest rose and fell with her breathing. Lauren looked at her lips and began to form an image of her naked body in her mind, becoming mindful as she did of the stirring deep inside her, reminding her of the attention she needed later that day. The music continued to wander through the room, offering a wonderful air of calm and well-being that caressed Lauren as she tilted her head to one side in sympathy with the melodic phrases. "Rebecca, do you freely and gladly consent to be joined with Karl in the service of marriage into the Residualist church?" said the priest. As he spoke, the priestess walked around them, lighting each candle in turn until all five had good strong flames. "I do" "And Rebecca, do you vow to protect the integrity of the church, to defend it's name, and strive at all times to follow the teachings of the church?" "I do" "Rebecca, please kneel" Rebecca knelt down in front of the priest and stared at the floor. "Rebecca, do you swear to promote the mission of the church, while protecting it's institutions, wherever you may be, and to follow unswervingly in your search for inner peace?" "I swear before the assembled" replied Rebecca. "You may rise. Now Karl, do you freely and gladly consent to be joined with Rebecca in the service of marriage into the Residualist church?" "I do" "And Karl, do you vow to protect the integrity of the church, to defend it's name, and strive at all times to follow the teachings of the church?" "I do" The priest nodded at Karl, who knelt as Rebecca had done in front of the two officials. "Karl, do you swear to promote the mission of the church, while protecting it's institutions, wherever you may be, and to follow unswervingly in your search for inner peace?" "I swear before the assembled" he replied. "You may rise" said the priestess. Lauren looked at her instantly. She looked into the pupils behind the mask. A sense of deja vu swept into her mind, paused to tease her further, and then left. The priestess held out her hand for Rebecca, guiding her back to the altar. Rebecca climbed up one bale, about a foot off the ground, turned and stood on the higher bale that was covered with the white cloth so that she faced the congregation. She held out her hands and beckoned Lauren and Nikki to her sides. Lauren took her position on her right, while Nikki knelt the other side. The priest and priestess stood at her head, also facing the pews. The overhead lights dimmed in the room, leaving only the guttering glow of the candles to provide illumination. "Undo my bows, slowly from the bottom!" whispered Rebecca out of the corner of her mouth. She laid a hand on each of their shoulders as they started with the lowest bow, pulling the material apart as they revealed her legs. The groom and his best man knelt in front of her, giving the congregation (and the two boys) a perfect view as they removed Rebecca's robe. Lauren glanced in the direction of the crowd, pleased to see that they were all watching. The groom had his hands by his side, making no attempt to stop his cock from pushing hard against his robe. As Nikki tugged the second bow, Lauren caught a glimpse of the newly-shaved pussy. Her stomach turned a somersault as the eroticism of the moment grew on her, causing her to pull hard on the third bow. She pulled aside the robe to reveal Rebecca's hairless slit, and had to remind herself that it would have been in poor taste to dive straight between her legs and lick it, even though the little pink bud meant that it would have delighted Rebecca. That could come later, maybe. Lauren helped to undo each bow moving slowly higher up Rebecca's silky robe. She looked over towards the congregation, barely making out their features in the darkness but sensing their anticipation as they stirred in their seats, straining to see what was happening. Lauren pulled at the final bow, letting the two sides of the robe fall open. Rebecca's pale breasts bobbed in the soft light, her nipples standing proudly out, erect and sensitised as she looked down towards the boy in front of her. The best man knelt, going through the same ritual of undoing each bow from the bottom upwards. Lauren was transfixed, her whole body taught in expectation as she awaited the moment of truth. His firm legs appeared from under the robe as the second bow fell loose, the third revealing his upper thighs. The best man pulled the fourth and his cock sprung through between the material. All three girls smiled. He was not enormous, but had an almost classically-shaped cock that looked warm, clean and inviting. It thrust imperiously into the air, as though trying to escape the hairless balls that hung below. It took several moments for Lauren to realise what the difference was between the boy and Jim. She realised that she had never seen a hairless cock, even on a very young boy, and as the best man continued his duties, Lauren saw the blood vessels around the side of the cock bulging a darker blue as it continued to swell. She now felt a continual warming between her own legs, and turned unashamedly to look at Rebecca's pussy, making sure that she too was feeling the effect of the big cock and the inference that relief was at hand. As the boy's robe fell to the ground, Rebecca carefully sat down on the sheet covering the altar and laid back with the girl's assistance. The priestess took her position, kneeling at Rebecca's head while Lauren and Nikki knelt again at Rebecca's side, each taking her thigh and pulling gently to give the boy plenty of room. The priest nodded to the best man, who took the boy's cock in his hand and pulled it towards Rebecca's damp pussy. Lauren and Nikki, under a whispered command from the priestess, ran their hands under Rebecca's thighs and opened her pussy lips. The boy approached, the best man still guiding him until the tip of his cock rested at Rebecca's entrance. Lauren and Nikki had a grandstand view of the proceedings - their heads resting just above Rebecca's pussy - and could see the small drop of cum clinging to the edge of the boy's foreskin. "I call upon those assembled here to witness the union of Rebecca and Karl into the body of the church. For as it pleases the church to receive them this day, let us protect them, educate them in the sure knowledge that they too will become missionaries, spreading the word through the world." Father Michael nodded at the boy. Rebecca breathed in gently in anticipation as her eyes widened. Lauren saw the boy enter less than an inch and then withdraw, the best man's hand halting any further progress. The priest shook his head, indicating greater penetration was required. Lauren was surprised, recalling that Rebecca had mentioned a symbolic joining of their bodies only. The boy leaned forward again without his best man's guidance, pushing deeper into Rebecca. The priestess seemed to expect this detour from the normal service, and watched intently as Karl entered as far as he could and remained deep inside Rebecca. "Come" ordered the Priest, nodding again at Karl, who looked down at Rebecca enquiringly. She nodded, and he pulled back out almost all the way, upsetting his balance on the straw bales. Bracing himself with his hands either side of Rebecca, he pushed back in. Lauren watched as the folds of skin of Rebecca's vagina followed his cock, gripping it as he penetrated her, and escorting his cock on the return stroke. He picked up rhythm as Rebecca opened her legs as wide as she could, their flesh slapping together each time he thrust into her. Lauren saw the glistening rod, now wet and shiny with their juices, pistoning into her, the purple knob gleaming occasionally as he withdrew almost fully to ensure maximum stimulation. Rebecca's eyes were closed tightly, the look of pain and excitement evident even though the priestess caressed her cheek with her fingers, soothing her with whispered words of comfort. Rebecca, forgetting the audience and even her girlfriends, allowed the passion of the moment to embrace her, lifting her legs so that her knees held Karl's body, steadying him and helping him to maintain his rhythm. The best man withdrew from the scene into the darkness while Lauren and Nikki let go of Rebecca's legs, and sat beside her, enthralled at the performance. Rebecca's legs slowly made their way round the boy's back until she crossed her feet, trapping him in between and making sure that there was no chance of him escaping before he had done his duty. She moaned loudly as the force of his entry increased, moving the bales of hay each time. He stopped momentarily to lean even further over her, increasing his angle of attack, and therefore providing an even better view to those in the congregation behind. His thick cock rubbed her clitoris on each stroke as Rebecca gripped his strong arms, pulling him closer to her. She opened her mouth and took his hair in her right hand, pulled him down and kissed him hard on the mouth. Wrapping her arm round his neck, she pulled him closer still so that his head rested on her shoulder. He continued to pound into her as she squeezed her legs with all her might. Her panting reached a fever pitch as she finally let out a scream that filled the whole room. The boy was unshaken, continuing his pumping. Anxiety was etched across his sweaty face as his movement was restricted by her powerful legs, but he persevered, pumping and banging into her until he too realised that he was about to come. Open-mouthed, he looked at her in utter surprise as his rhythm deteriorated into spasmodic thrusts. He slowly regained his timing as he started pushing into her, twitching occasionally as he shot his pent-up lust inside her hot pussy. As he finished, he slumped over her, lying against her chest as beads of sweat dropped from his forehead. Rebecca's head rolled to the side, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her legs unfolded from Karl's back and her feet eventually rested again on the bales of straw. Rebecca seemed to suddenly remember where she was, and made an attempt to gather her gown around her. "Wait! Don't move yet!" whispered the priestess. "Take note that Rebecca and Karl have entered freely into the union with the church this day" said the priest in a loud voice as the lights came back on. Lauren looked towards the congregation, realising that there wasn't very much that they would have seen, except maybe Rebecca and Karl's bottoms. The music continued to waft through the room as the priest continued. "The great tradition of the Residualist church lives on, the natural law of pre-ordainment and fate once again giving substance to our belief that together, we will continue to grow in strength and wisdom" The priestess helped Karl up, and nodded as a signal that he could withdraw. His cock was semi-erect as he offered his hands to Rebecca, who accepted and joined him standing in front of the bales that made up the altar. They faced the congregation, naked, as a ripple of applause came from the on-lookers. Rebecca and Karl held hands as they stepped over to the front row of seats, and shook hands. They made conversation with a middle-aged couple who were smiling broadly at the youngsters. "You look lovely. You've got a wonderful body, Rebecca" said the woman. "Thanks, and thank-you for coming today" "You're welcome. And look, he's put so much inside you, it's dribbling! That's so lucky, you know! And you, young man, you did very well." she said, taking his cock firmly in her hand. "Oh, you're beautifully sticky!" said the woman in a voice she might have used to compliment them on their choice of wallpaper. They continued to walk amongst the congregation, pausing at each member to exchange pleasantries. The girl at the front of the second section of seats caught her attention and handed Rebecca a small poesy of flowers, delighted to talk to Rebecca who appeared to be about her age. Rebecca also made conversation with the boy next to her who may have been her brother, also about sixteen or seventeen. As Rebecca returned, Lauren saw the little river of cum running down Rebecca's leg, and felt the somersault in her stomach as she was reminded of her own needs. She looked round the side of Rebecca and caught sight of Karl's slick cock, now slightly stronger than when he had withdrawn from Rebecca, presumably from the man-handling he had received during the past ten minutes. Lauren and Nikki exchanged glances, their silent conversation ending in agreement that they both found the proceedings a little strange, but envied Rebecca the attention that she had received. Rebecca and Karl again turned to face the congregation as the priest made his final announcement. "Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, I am pleased to say that we will be serving food in a minute, just as soon as Rebecca and Karl have had their photos taken, with the bridesmaids. So if someone can help with the tables, that'll get things going more quickly." He smiled at his flock, and turned to Rebecca and Karl. "And of course, you may now kiss!" They faced each other, as Karl took Rebecca's hands. She looked up into his eyes and opened her mouth as he kissed her on the lips. Everyone in the congregation saw his cock flick into life between them. He pulled her close to his body and kissed her deeply as she pulled his head closer. They embraced for several seconds and then broke off, turning with a smile to the audience. Karl's cock was by now fully recovered, bobbing upright to the delight of the assembled. The best man re-appeared to hand robes to them both, and they both helped Rebecca to dress before looking after themselves. "Thank-you both!" said Rebecca, taking Nikki and Lauren's hands in her own. "That was a lovely ceremony. Now we can have our photo's taken outside, before the light fades away." She led them out through the big doors towards a grassy area where many of the congregation had already assembled. The little crowd parted as the three girls walked towards them. The tripod and camera were already set up, waiting for their arrival. Rebecca put her arms around the girls' waists and hugged them as the camera recorded her big day. Karl and the best man joined them to complete the scene. Rebecca appeared relaxed as she grabbed the boys either side of her, running her hand over the front of Karl's robe in an attempt to bring his cock back to life. "Don't! It'll show!" "I know, I want to remember it." She realised what she was doing as he turned almost sideways to the camera to hide the slight bulge. "Hmm, I want to remember how you felt as you forced yourself between my wet lips, and how you came inside me. You know I'm still dripping, don't you?" she said with a wicked grin. "I'm not listening!" he said, squirming. "Now how about just the bridesmaids on their own, the rest of you stand to one side!" asked the photographer. He was dressed in a formal suit and had clearly been to other ceremonies as he exchanged chit-chat with the priest. Karl and Rebecca shuffled out of the way, leaving Lauren and Nikki to pose against the backdrop of the mountains in the distance. Several more group shots were taken until the light faded away and the little crowd returned to the barn. Food had been laid out along the length of the room. The music continued its melodic chant, instilling a sense of calm and contentment. The candles had been extinguished recently and whips of smoke trailed into the air. Arianne pulled the doors together, muttering about keeping the cold air out. Lauren wandered over the food, helping herself to a plate and loading up cold meat, salad and hot potatoes. She talked to most of the congregation, or more accurately, most of them approached her and asked her what her name was, how old she was, and whether she had enjoyed the ceremony. The priestess seemed to avoid her, but not the priest who approached her directly as she finished her second plate of food (and second glass of Austrian Riesling). "Lauren, isn't it?" he asked. She looked up into his eyes. Her instincts told her that he was an unlikely candidate for the priesthood in his direct, almost accusatory manner. "Yes, I'm actually Rebecca's neighbour" she replied, looking down at her half-empty wine glass. She shuffled her feet. "I know, did you enjoy your morning?" "It was wonderful. There's everything down there!" said Lauren, smiling thankfully. "Has Rebecca told you about our church here and what we do?" "Bits. Not everything." "Well, we prepare people for later life. We believe that there is no such thing as being too young to learn about the world, just as there's no such thing as being to young to teach the world" "Yes, I see" she said, understanding nothing. "I'm glad you do. I think you could teach the world a great deal, Lauren." "Do you? Like what?" She could feel the drink talking, and realised that she was entering into a conversation that she had no interest in pursuing. "You have a youthful manner. You're quick witted. We'd like you to join us!" he said, smiling at her as he sipped his wine. "Oh, I'm not sure. Maybe one day." replied Lauren, looking around the room. "We'd like you to join today. Think about it, Lauren." His smile faded. "I'll have a think. Must find Nikki. See you later." she said, wandering off in Nikki's direction. The two girls chatted for ages, sitting on the bench seats in front of the straw altar. The priestess approached, holding a plate of food in one hand and a drink in the other. Lauren shifted uneasily along the bench to make room for her. "How's it going? Having a good time?" she asked, popping a small sandwich into her mouth. Lauren looked again behind the mask at the pupils of her eyes, feeling again that sense that she knew her from somewhere. The priestess looked up at her and smiled. "Well, we'd better be getting home soon." said Lauren, looking at Nikki. "What time is it?" asked Nikki. "Don't know. Must be about six?" asked Lauren. "Look, why don't you stay?" she said, spraying crumbs over Lauren, and giggling as she brushed them off her robe. "We'd like you to join our little church." "Maybe. But not now. See you around, eh? Come on, Nik, let's find Rebecca!" said Lauren, pulling Nikki up with her. They walked across to Rebecca, who was chatting to two of the congregation. "We think we'd better be going. It's getting late and my parents are sure to be calling by now!" "OK, let me just say good-bye and we'll get a lift back" said Rebecca, looking around the room. "Now, where's Ariane?" Lauren looked at Nikki timidly, frowning occasionally as they exchanged unspoken words. Lauren and Nikki followed Rebecca slowly round the big room as they searched for their lift. "Hey!" bellowed a voice behind her, making her jump. She spun round. The priest strode towards her. "You're not leaving us?" "I'm afraid we have to. It's late!" replied Lauren. "I thought you were going to join our church?" He put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her towards him. Lauren noticed the sweaty smell from his robe as the calluses on his hands caught on the silky material. "Not today. We must go" she said, shrugging off his arm as she made for the big black doors. She froze in her tracks as she heard a scream behind her. Turning, she saw Nikki bending down, clutching her ankle. End of Chapter 26b -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /