My New Church Pt2

As the pastor led me up towards the pulpit, I found myself questioning my morals, having just sucked off a man of the cloth in the sanctuary of a church. Shrugging, I decided that I was having a good time, and that’s what mattered at this point.

We approached the raised floor, and he sat down on the ledge, with his dick still hanging loosely out from the zipper hole in his pants. I sat down next to him, and he immediately reached out and caressed the side of my breast.

“I would very much like to worship your body, if you will allow me,” he said softly. He reached down to the bottom of my sweater with both hands, and pulled it upwards. I lifted my arms, and allowed him to remove my sweater, exposing my chest wrapped in a very sexy white lace bra.

“Very pretty,” he said. “Makes you look virginal. But you’re not, are you?”

“No, I’m definitely not,” I replied.

He reached out and cupped my tits, one in each hand, and squeezed softly. Then he dropped one hand down to my lap, and slipped it quickly up my skirt, running his fingers up my thigh until meeting my panties.

“Let me see.” He said.

I squirmed around a bit as I hiked my skirt up over my hips, showing him my white lace panties, the mate to the bra I was wearing. He reached out, and softly rubbed his fingers along the thin fabric encasing my shaved pussy.

“Will you remove your under things for me?” he asked.

Nodding, I reached behind me and unlatched my bra, and let it drop to my lap, my tits bouncing softly in their newfound freedom. I stood up in front of him, and turned around. I slid my panties down over my ass, then bent over and gave him a peek of my pussy as I slid them down my slender legs and stepped out of them. I then stood up, and turned around and faced the preacher.

I stepped in towards him, and pressed my tits in his face. Immediately he began sucking on my nipple, while taking the other in between his fingers and rolling it softly back and forth. This was sending wild sensations throughout my body, and causing a massive heat to be generated in my crotch. I took his hand off my boob, and placed it between my legs, begging to be touched.

“Come, lay down next to me here.”

I did, laying on my back next to him, offering myself to him. He got down on his knees underneath the ledge I was laying halfway on, and spread my legs apart to look at my pussy.
“Nice and clean, shaved to look like a fresh little girl. I like that,” he whispered. He then lowered his head on my pussy, and began tonguing my clit amazingly well. Within seconds my hips were jerking and bouncing, and within just a couple of minutes, I was beginning to climax. He paused just long enough to tell me that we were completely alone, and that he would like to hear my sounds echo through the sanctuary.

Barely understanding what he was saying, I urged him back to my clit. He went back to work, sliding his tongue all over my swollen nerve, and within seconds I felt the beginning waves of what was sure to be a wild orgasm. Moaning loudly, I grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pushed his face down onto my pussy. I grinded on his tongue as I came, crying out loudly as I did.

After my orgasm subsided, I pushed his face away from my overly sensitive pussy. He stood up, and I saw that his cock was back to full strength, and immediately wanted to feel that hunk of flesh spear me.

“Please, please give it to me,” I begged.

He pointed at his staff, and said, “Is this what you want?”

“Yes,” I sighed. “Please!”

He unbuttoned his slacks, and let them slide to his ankles, along with his boxers. He approached the ledge, and grabbed my knees, and pulled me down so that my ass was sitting right on the edge. He then grabbed his thick cock, and rubbed the tip of it up and down my pussy, teasing me.

I begged him to give it to me. He positioned his dick on my opening, and slowly pressed himself in, until he slid deep into my hungry pussy, spreading it wide with every inch he gifted me with.

He began pumping his hugeness in and out of my tight pussy, to the hilt, then back until he nearly pulled out, then back to the hilt again. Slowly but surely, he fucked my body right into another orgasm, and I cried out, screamed, actually, as I came. My sounds excited him, for as soon as I started screaming, he started banging into my hole much harder, hitting the end of my canal over and over again, causing me to cry out with every thrust in.

Soon, he pulled his cock out of my body, and leaned on my crotch, and grabbed his dick and held it out over my belly for me to see. As I watched, cum sprayed, not shot, out of him, squirting all the way up to my tits, and across my entire stomach. Afterwards, he stepped back, and pulled his pants back up and fastened them.

“Please clean yourself up and dress yourself,” he calmly said. I quickly did, and sat on the ledge to look at him.

“I would like it very much if you would join our church, and maybe assist me from time to time with, um, after hours projects. Would you like that?”

“Oh, yes, I would.”

I told him my name, he told me his, and I left the church, got in my car, and took the short drive home.

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