by JoJo Jinx

A Blow Job And A Fuck

On Sunday mornings after I give my husband a blow job and a fuck I like to get all dressed up for Church. Like last Sunday. I got a nice soaking bath and relaxed. I soaped everything up just a little bit more than might be needed and I washed everything out a trifle more than might have been necessary but it was Sunday morning and I didn't want to smell like a cheap tramp when I got to Church. So I put a little extra work into soaping up my cunt and I got my first orgasm of the day which made me even with my husband, Randy, who, by the way, was standing in the door at that moment taking my picture all arched up out of the water with my hand in my cunt and my mouth wide open. Then he came over and filled my mouth again, less than an hour since the first time. He's so thoughtful like that. I savored the taste of his cum while I relaxed back in the warm tub thinking that now Randy was one up on me again. Then I jumped up and toweled off because I didn't want to be late for Sunday School.

I Got My First Orgasm Of The Day

I put on a short black dress with just a little slit up one side. If it didn't have the little slit I couldn't sit down without showing everyone that I wasn't wearing panties because the dress was so tight I would have to hike it halfway up my butt just to sit down. But with that little slit, on one side, I can give just one guy a glimpse of leg or maybe a little more but still look prim and proper from the front and the other side. And I wasn't wearing panties because I thought I might get naughty in Church. The combination between prim and proper with naughty really turns me on. So I put on a single strand of pearls and pearl earrings. With my hair up I looked ready for Church. Most of the Church ladies don't even give me a glance. But I was hoping to be wearing two pearl necklaces home.

When I got to Church I parked the car and headed in to the young adults Sunday School class. I got there early because I had a crush on the Sunday School teacher, Harold. He was a little bit younger than me and had recently been through a bad divorce. I think he is teaching Sunday School as a way to get over missing his wife but I know what would really help him get over her. A good blow job in the men's room.

A Good Blow Job In The Men's Room

So I walked in early and I walked right up to him and I looked him in the eyes and smiled and he looked at me and smiled back so I said, "Am I too early?"

He said, "No, I was just working on the lesson plan."

So I said, "Harold, I hope you're not busy because I've been thinking about you and I've been wanting to talk to you about something." I squinched my arms together and showed him a little cleavage.

He said, "Sure, I'd love to talk. You can talk to me right now."

So I said, "Great, but not here, it's kind of personal and all." Then I grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the classroom and towards the chapel. Just before we got to the chapel I stopped. I looked one way and then the other. I put my finger to my lips and went "Shhh". Then I backed right into the men's room and pulled him in after me.

It's a good thing nobody was already in there or it would have been really crowded. Fun, but crowded. Fortunately, for Harold, the men's room was unoccupied and I was alone with my victim. I wasn't sure what was going to happen but I knew my goal. Before I left that little room I wanted his cum in my mouth.

As I rubbed Harold's dick through his pants I told him that I knew how much he missed his wife but I thought he was missing something else, too. Sex! And I didn't want him to confuse one with the other so I was going to give him some sex so he could tell just how much he was missing one and how much he was missing the other. By then I had his pants unbuttoned and his cock was sticking straight out.

He just sputtered, "But, but, but, ..."

"Yeah", I said, "Nice Butt." And I reached around and grabbed it pulling him towards me. I started nibbling on the knot in his tie while fondling his butt and forcing his hard cock into my stomach. Then I dipped down and grabbed the center of his tie with my teeth. I jerked hard popping the tie tac out of his shirt. My left hand snaked around front and helped Harold with a necessary adjustment upwards. His cock was now pointing straight at my tits and it felt great. I dipped further down and took the end of his tie in my mouth. I slowly started sucking it in. I lifted my right leg up and put my foot on the commode. Now the slit is on the left side so my dress had nowhere to go but up. I just pulled the damn dress all the way up around my waist. Harold noticed that I wasn't wearing panties. I knew he noticed because he stuck his fingers up my cunt.

I Put My Foot On The Commode

I stroked him slowly with my left hand while I ran my right hand up the crease of his butt on the outside of his pants. I knew I was getting to him because his prick was as hard as a rock and throbbing with a fast pulse. Harold started breathing heavier as he worked his fingers further into my cunt. Then he got smart and put one finger on my clit. I sucked his tie all the way into my mouth until I had the knot and part of his shirt collar. His adam's apple was beginning to look kind of tempting. I think Harold knew what was about to happen. He was just quivering. Including his finger. I came hard.

By the time I got down on my knees in the Church men's room to swallow his cock I didn't hardly have to work at all. Just a few bobs, top to bottom, and I got my reward. God I love it like that, hard and straight. I swallowed it clean and then I wiped off the head of his dick with my finger. I painted a stripe of cum right down the center of his tie and then I stuck the end of his tie in my cunt. He looked at me, bewildered. "Too remember me by." I said, "Until next time."

I Didn't Have To Work At All

I told him to leave the men's room first and then wait outside and tap twice when the coast was clear. After about two minutes which was plenty of time to straighten up I heard my two taps and we escaped. Sunday School class was a special joy with the taste of Harold's cum in my mouth. The class was very spirited, I think most of the young adults present had had their morning romp before Sunday School just like me and Harold.

There's a little bit of time after Sunday School when they give you time to get to the sanctuary for Church. A lot of people duck outside to smoke, some people socialize, and some people just mosey on up to Church and sit down in their favorite pew. I usually try to drink a little cum.

I did my favorite thing last Sunday. I left Sunday School a little early saying that I had to go to the bathroom but instead I went to the choir room where everybody puts on their choir robes. I knew the choir leader was always there early and I snuck up behind him and covered his eyes and said, "Guess Who?"

He said, "JoJo, you just thought you snuck up on me. Really I was hoping it was you." And then he took one of my hands off of his eyes and put it in his choir robe where I could feel his manhood, firm and erect, because he had been in there with his choir robe on and his cock out, masturbating.

I Got Down On My Knees
(I told the artist Choir Master and
he thought I said Dungeon Master)

So I got right down on my knees in front of him and I let him drape his choir robe right over my head. I grabbed his ass with both hands and stuck my face on his cock. I lifted my ass up and squatted on my toes so my feet wouldn't stick out from under his choir robe. I started on a nice slow suck knowing I had at least ten minutes until the opening anthem.

He stood there and smiled greeting the choir as they walked in to get their robes and get ready for Church. I started humming so to cover up he hummed along. Except I just hummed "Hummmmmmmm" you know, one note, but he hummed a kind of a tune. The next thing you know half the choir was humming along! Well they all got their robes on and went out into the hall to line up for the processional while I finished the choir leader off under his robe taking his hot semen straight down my throat and in my mouth. We both chuckled gleefully as I reappeared out from under his robe while he zipped up. I picked up the hem of his choir robe and used it to wipe the cum off my face. Then I kissed him on the lips letting him taste his own cum and what he still doesn't know, Harold's cum too. Maybe even a little bit of Randy's. He walked out the door just in time to follow the choir into the sanctuary.

Since Church had already started I decided to sneak around the back way and go on up to the balcony. That way I wouldn't disturb the service. In fact, sometimes I liked to get serviced during the service and I have found that the balcony is the best place for it. As I climbed the stairs I could hear the choir singing, "Oh, come come come come, come to the Church in the wildwood." One of my favorite hymns.

Just my luck. Nobody in the balcony. I had been figuring on a couple of nice hot studs with their cocks out. No, that's the balcony at the X rated movie theater. I was totally disoriented there for a minute. But no, nobody in the balcony. So I went and sat in the front row and looked the preacher right in the eyes as he talked to me. "You've got to love your neighbor. You've got to give as well as receive." You can see I was appreciating the message and since there was nobody there to give it too I thought I'd give it to myself and my left hand crept throught the little slit and I touched myself. I listened intently to the preacher. I let my eyes close. Then I heard someone sitting down to my right.

I popped my eyes open and looked up at Billy. Billy's about 19 and his mom was singing in the choir so I guess he didn't have anyone to sit with. And here I was, caught with my finger in my cunt. But he was on my right side, maybe he wouldn't notice. I couldn't just jerk my hand out of my dress so I picked up my purse with my right hand, like I was making room for Billy to sit down, and put it in my lap. I smiled at him and he smiled back. "It looks like we're the only two up here.", he whispered as he sat down close to me. I nodded and then the preacher called for prayer. We both bowed our heads.

I think that's when he noticed my finger in my cunt. Because I noticed he was starting to get a bulge. The prayer was running long. I slowly teased my clit with my fingernail. Billy's bulge turned into a tent. When the prayer was done Frank walked in late and came and sat on my left side. Now I was caught and that's all there was to it. Frank could see that I was masturbating because he was on the side with the slit. And you couldn't help but notice the tent in Billy's pants because Billy is a healthy lad, let me tell you. But Frank didn't say anything. He just smiled and sat down like nothing was happening. Then he opened his fly and showed me his prick.

I Had To Have It

I couldn't help myself. I had to have it. Now at our Church the balcony guard rail is pretty high and it's all walled in so I knew nobody down below could tell what was going on way up here. So I just waited for the preacher to look the other way and then I slipped down on my knees and took Frank's cock in my mouth. Well Billy was all eyes and his prick was about to rip his drawers so I reached over to unzip and help relieve a little pressure. Frank could see that Billy was still a little shy so he reached his hand down in the boys pants and fished his rod out for me to see. Now it was even bigger than Frank's enormous member and Frank shook it in my face while he stroked on it.

Well that was all I could take of that so I pulled my face off of Frank's cock and lunged at Billy. His prick was smooth and silky and felt great all the way down my throat. I guess Billy just thought it was the thing to do or something because he reached over and started stroking on Frank's cock. I started trading back and forth keeping one hand on each cock. Which ever guy wasn't getting sucked was usually getting dual or triple hand action.

I Lunged At Billy

The preacher droned on about how whosoever shall do so to the least of my brethren shall do so unto me and I thought I wish these guys would do so unto my mouth. I was sucking on Billy who tasted so sweet and I thought I could enjoy his load right about then so I throated him good all the way down and then I started full face pumping, head to balls, and by my tenth stroke he was letting me have it.

Frank, put his finger to his lips and shushed Billy while I mercilessly drained the boy of every last drop of seed his prick could muster. I swallowed all of it except for a little bit that I let dribble out onto his pants. Maybe his mother would notice that while she was singing in the choir I was blowing her little boy's horn. I think I got the better part of that bargain.

Frank's married so he wasn't quite as quick as Billy but I still got him off before the benediction. After I took most of his cum in my mouth I sprayed the rest on my neck and shoulders. It looked real pretty with my pearls. I don't know if you've ever had anyone suck on your nuts right after you've cum but guys tell me it's incredible. I still had most of his cum in my mouth and I just coated his balls with it. The fun part was thinking of Frank and his wife after Church with her nibbling on his nuts and wondering about the taste. I even stuck my finger up my cunt and rubbed my girl cum all over his balls too. That way his wife could enjoy a balls cocktail with a special sauce.

Billy had to run to meet his mom but Frank got me off with his finger before he even zipped his pants up. He was already getting a hardon again when I came so I thought it was pretty likely his wife would be enjoying our sauce before too long. I kissed Frank goodbye letting him get a good taste of everybody's cum and then I quickly straightened up and made myself presentable. I intended to tell the peacher just how moving I found his sermon.

I was the last one in line to shake his hand and tell him how much his message meant to me but that was OK. I didn't have anywhere I had to be so I wasn't in a hurry. Besides if you're last sometimes you get to linger which can lead to malingering and other fancy words and then on to the usual four letter ones everybody knows and loves.

"I have to tell you just how moving I found your message this morning", I said.

He said, "I saw you listening and then you disappeared. Did you get to hear the whole sermon?"

I said, "Every word. I just had a couple of little problems up there that I had to take care of. I didn't mean to concern you but since you brought it up, could I confide in you?"

He said, "Certainly JoJo, I always have time to help parishioners with spiritual matters."

I said, "This is spiritual, all right, heavenly, in fact, but it's kind of personal too. Could we talk in private?"

He said, "I understand, JoJo, let's go to my office."

When we got to his office he ushered me to a comfortable chair across from his desk and then he sat down.

"Do we have to have the door open?" I asked.

He said, "It's considered good practice to leave the office door open whenever a preacher meets with a female parishioner. But it's Ok, speak freely, no one's in the hall to hear you."

So I said, "Then no one can see me either." and I lifted up my dress and showed him my wet pussy. "You see," I emphasized see, "I have this little problem."

I Have This Little Problem

"Perhaps it would be better to shut the door after all." said the preacher. He got up and shut and locked it. He walked towards me. I pulled his cock out of his pants and started sucking. I undid his belt and dropped his pants to the floor. I pulled my dress all the way off and threw it in the corner. I put my back on the seat of the chair which put my head in a little crimp but it wasn't too bad. I threw my legs over my head and grabbed myself behind my knees with my hands. I said, "See", emphasizing the see.

I Threw My Legs Over My Head

He looked. He said, "I see." He plunged. He fell deeply into my fulsome goodness like a diver hits a lake. He plunged swiftly and deeply and then emerged to take some steady strokes. I had just cum, up in the balcony, so I was already at a fever pitch. He stroked, he plunged, he stroked some more. I got a really big O and went glllugghh mrrrmph deep in my throat, had trouble breathing, squeaked and squawked a little and quivered like an overheated race horse. He never stopped stroking and his big cock guided me from the little tinglings of "Here it comes", to, "Oh God, it's going to be a big one." and then gllugghh mrrrmph and all the rest and then down the other side with him still stroking and then another build and he is just so fucking good and then another smaller orgasm as he pumps his seed deep into my cunt. Even when cumming he continued stroking letting it come all the way out, spraying my labia and belly and then stroking back in, and another squirt deep in my womb. God it felt so great, I just love going to Church.

I Got A Really Big O

I stuck my finger in my cunt and then stuck it in his mouth. I gave him a kiss letting him taste Harold, the choir leader, Billy, Frank, and Randy and then I slithered my dress back down over my hips and hurried home to Randy. He said, "How was Church, baby."

I said, "Fine. I really like the new minister, Fred. But right now I'm horny as hell. Do you think you'd like to suck on my cunt for me."

Randy said, "Sure baby, you bet." I pulled up my dress and lay back on the couch showing him my soppy pussy covered with Fred's cum. I said, "Come and get it Randy. I brought you home a special treat." He knelt beside me on the couch and put his face right in there munching. It felt sooooooo fuckingsucking gooooood that it only took a few minutes for me to cum.

Tastes Pretty Good

Randy said, "Tastes pretty good. Looks like we ought to invite the new preacher over for dinner sometime."

Now that sounded good to me.

I said, "Do you think we should invite Harold, the choir leader, Billy, and Frank too?"

Randy just chuckled.

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