For the first time in my life, I was really looking forward to going to church. My encounter with Bob and Sally had given worshiping a whole new meaning for me. For the first time in my life, I had experienced a taste of heaven while sitting in church. Just thinking about what Bob had done with Sally and me while my husband preached fire and brimstone from the pulpit had me insatiably horny all week. All I could think about all week was how much I wanted to feel his touches again. All I could think about was having both of his hands on me while Sally went to heaven with our new friend. I prayed all week that Sally would want to be with someone different.
As Sunday grew closer, I started to think about what I would wear to church. I wanted to wear something that would give Bob easier access to my body. I wanted to feel his hands all over me; I needed to feel his hands all over me not just on my thighs and titties. I was naked as I rummaged through my wardrobe of sexy dresses; I stopped at a black, bandage mini-dress that zipped up the front from hem to scooped neckline. I hadn’t worn that one in a while so I slipped into it and zipped it around me. It still fit me like a “bandage” clinging to my every curve. Studying the effect in my full-length mirror, I wondered if Bob would unzip it all the way as we made love to each other in the pews. I wondered if I would let him do it with a church full of people around us. My clitty started throbbing with desire as I thought about being almost totally naked in church. That cinched it for me, I was going to wear that dress on Sunday.
The three of them were waiting for me in the parking lot on Sunday morning. Sally and the new guy were in deep conversation as I walked. As we walked in the usher that always undressed me as I slipped into my pew winked at me and handed me a small, gift-wrapped package. The next thing that I noticed was that the back rows were almost empty. Randy led Sally into the pew ahead of the one I always sat in. It was almost as if Sally and I had consulted on what we would wear because she was wearing a mini-dress identical to mine except it was a deep burgundy color. As we waited for the services to begin, I opened the package to find the g-strings that we had left in the pews last Sunday freshly laundered and neatly folded. I reached over the back the pew and dropped Sally’s in her lap.
The pews in our old church are quite roomy so Bob moved behind me as we started to sing the opening hymns and pulled me tight against him. Sliding his hand down over my belly, he closed it over my pussy pulling my ass tightly into his crotch. I could feel his cock beginning to grow erect as I ground my ass into his crotch. As the hymns continued he worked my dress up with his fingers and slid his fingers between my already wet pussy lips. I hadn’t worn anything under my dress because I didn’t want anything to hamper his touches. His other hand unzipped the top of my dress far enough so he could slide it inside to caress my hardening nipples. What happened next was more exciting then anything I might have fantasized about him doing to me today.
When the opening hymns ended, instead of stepping aside so I could sit down on the pew, he guided be down to the floor so we laid stretched out between the rows of pews. As he guided me down to the deep carpeted floor, he unzipped my dress completely. Turning my head, I could see that Randy and Sally were also stretched out on the carpet. Reaching down between us, Bob unfastened his Jeans and pushed them down on his highs releasing his huge, rock hard cock. Ripping open the snaps on his Jean shirt, I wrapped my arms around his bare back and pulled him down to me. As our lips met, my mouth opened and he plunged his tongue deep inside my gaping oral cavity. Our tongues met like two fiery serpents in mortal combat. Every where his tongue touched ignited tiny explosions of lust.
Starbursts of lights were exploding on my closed eyelids like fireworks bursting overhear on the Fourth of July.
Reaching down between us, I guided his cock between my bloated, inflamed pussy lips. Wrapping my legs around his hips, I pulled him all the way inside me in one mighty thrust. I had never felt so filled by any man since the night I lost my cherry to my brother in the back of his old pick up truck. I felt like I was being ripped apart but it felt heavenly. Slowly Bob started moving inside me, pacing himself, and giving my body a chance to get use to being filled with his huge rampant rod. My fingernails dug into his bare back as my moans started coming long and hard
Finally unable to he broke our kiss and buried his face in my neck as he started pounding into me like his beautiful cock was a jackhammer breaking up a concrete slab. With each mighty thrust he pounded my ass into the deep pile carpeting as my hips flew upward to meet him thrust for mighty thrust. Repeatedly he brought me to the very edge of exploding in ecstasy and then hold me there. Then as my arousal started to lessen and only then did he start moving inside me again. Finally, when I felt that I would go completely out of my mind did he push me up and over the edge, sending me crashing down the slopes of that bottomless pit of release. I started cumming so hard that I screamed out in pleasure. Sally found her release just as we did and her moans and screams mingled with mine.
Easing himself off me, Bob cleaned me up ad best he could with his bandana before zipping my dress closed around my still trembling body. Pulling off his cum filled rubber, he dropped it on the floor under the pew where we laid. Wiping off his still swollen cock know he dropped the bandana next to his used condom. Reaching up I fastened the snaps on his shirt as he pulled his Jeans up and fastened them closed. We manage to resume a sitting position just as a hymn finished and the ushers took up their collection plates.
This time we stayed seating until everyone else had left the sanctuary. Some of the worshippers smiled at us knowingly as they passed us and I made a mental note of who they were. Other gave us stern, disapproving looks while still other looked away as they passed where we sat. I made a mental note to remember who they were as well. When we finally got up to leave the only other person left in the sanctuary was the usher who had returned our g-strings. When we reached where he stood by the door, I stopped close in front of him. Smiling deep into his eyes I slid my hand down the front of his pants and closed it around his still hard cock. Releasing him for a moment, I gave Bob another quick kiss, and then dropped to my knees in front on my usher. Unzipping his pants I pulled his throbbing cock free and took him into my mouth, sucking him deep into my throat. Take his huge balls into my hands, I massaged them as I worked my mouth up and down on this shaft, running my tongue over and around his swollen cock knob. Grabbing my hair in his hand, he fucked my mouth just as Bob had fucked my pussy. Within seconds, his cock erupted like a geyser, sending his scalding hot jism shooting down my throat I’m not sure when he did it but Bob had unzipped my dress again and had buried his tongue inside me. I was so lost in the taste of that sweet cum shooting down my throat that I didn’t realize that I was about to have another orgasm until I started cunning against Bob’s mouth and that was about the same time that his jism struck against my thighs. He had jacked off as he licked my clit to get me off. This time we didn’t bother cleaning ourselves up before walking out to our cars.
I sat in my car in the parking lot for the longest time before starting for home. Today’s love making was going to be a hard act to follow but somehow I knew that even more exciting sex in store for me.
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