Amish Awakening

Good Amish girl Rebecca knows that Solomon Miller is trouble. Why is it that she can't stay away from him? After he pins her to the wall of the barn and does deliciously bad things to her, Rebecca realizes that she just can't tell him no. Will her honor remain intact, or will she give in to the carnal desires that Sol has awakened? This 5200 word short story is for adults only. Contains explicit sex and oral sex. “What are you doing?” I asked. “You frightened me!” “Oh, I plan to do much more than frighten you,” he said, taking a step towards me. As much as I longed to be closer to him I did the proper thing and took a step back. “Brother Miller! This is not at all right,” I said. He chuckled. “Sweet little Rebecca. You have no idea how right it is, but I am just the man to show you.” He took another step towards me and I took another step back - right into the side of the barn. I was trapped. Sol took full advantage, pressing himself against me and pinning me against the barn. I could feel something hard pressing into my stomach. I knew I should be scared, but all I could feel was a huge wave of desire that rolled over me and overpowered all my inhibitions. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “Tell me you do not want me and I will go back inside and never trouble you again.” I stared into his eyes, speechless. It was a lie I could not make my lips form. “I knew,” he said. “I knew the second I saw you at the service this morning you wanted me. You tried to be a good little Amish girl but I could see in your eyes you wanted me to take you.” Finally I found my voice. “No, I cannot,” I said. “I will be ruined. I will be shunned.” “I will not steal your virtue,” he said, “but there are other things we can do. Things I think you will very much like.” With that, he kissed me. I had never been kissed by a man before and I had no idea what to do but Sol had no concerns about showing me. His tongue probed insistently at my lips and I parted them to give him access. He thrust his tongue into my mouth, exploring, caressing my own tongue. A lightning bolt of sensation shot through me and I felt myself getting damp once more. I tentatively pushed my tongue against his. Quickly I understood the rhythm of his kiss and I fell into it. I moved my tongue into his mouth and he growled, pulling me closer to him.