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I got to the church around 12:45pm and the parking lot was already empty. I unlocked and entered through one of the side doors then text Lydia which door to come through. I sat in one of the couches to the left of the door. My stomach was turning with butterflies. I couldn’t wait to see her. My legs were shaking with nervous energy. My phone buzzed as she responded.

😉 pulling in now

I stood up, pulled my jeans straight, smoothed my t-shirt, and waited for her to come through the door. As she walked up the sidewalk she saw me through the door’s window, smiled and waved. I opened the door for her and then locked it after she entered. “I don’t want anyone to walk in on us unexpectedly since we are the only ones here.” I told her. She smiled and hugged me, her head resting under my chin. “Thank you for meeting me!” she said excitedly. As she pulled away, she kept hold of my hand, looking down at it. My mind was racing, and I kept a gentle hold of hers. As she looked up at me she bit her lip, then smiled. “Do you like my dress, pastor?” she asked in a flirtatious tone. It was the same one she was wearing in the picture from last night. “I’ve never seen you and didn’t like what you were wearing.” I responded playfully. “Let’s go to my office so we can talk.” I said before turning to lead her down the hallway, still holding her hand. I opened a door and we entered an unlit room where the church offices were located. There is a central room with a conference table and chairs in the middle and doors on all four walls that lead into each office. I walked beyond the table and unlocked my office. I opened the door for Lydia and she stepped in allowing me to step in behind her but not sure where to place herself. I turned on the light and shut the door, locking it behind me. She walked over to my desk, leaning against it after turning to face me. I was still standing just in front of my office door and my eyes immediately were drawn to her figure. She was wearing a pair of blue and white Nike dunks that matched her dress. My eyes moved along her shins and up to her thighs. My mind flashed back to the previous Sunday night when she was wearing a similar dress and spun, making it flare out. That night I was certain she wasn’t wearing panties. My eyes continued upward, over her waist, her chest, then meeting her eyes. “Well?” she asked. “Well what?” I answered. “Where can I sit silly?” she said with a laugh. I looked toward the couch and saw that it still had a stack of books on it. I quickly moved them to make room. As soon as I moved enough to clear a spot for her she sat down next to where I was crouched. “You’re so cute.” she said softly as she stroked my head, “Your wife is a very lucky woman.” I was frozen. Her intentional touch was unexpected and it was making it very hard to focus. I finished quickly stacking the books that I had moved to the floor and stood, then walked behind my desk and took a seat. “So… you said you had some questions for me?”

Lydia’s demeanor changed. She had been bubbly and flirty. As soon as I asked her this she became a bit more uptight and withdrawn. She began to tell me about her background. She told me how she had grown up in a Mennonite family and how she knew since the time she was a little girl that she would be leaving the church as soon as she could during her Rumspringa. Lydia began giving details about how hard it had been since she decided to do this and how she missed her mother and sisters that were back home. She described truly trying tales of experiences she had had since entering into the modern world. I sincerely felt for her as the things she described seemed trivial to me, but I quickly realized that was only because I had become numb to how things were. I listened as she described several encounters she had with rude individuals. I felt myself becoming very angry with how other people had treated her. She then began asking me theological questions, some easier to answer than others. During our discussion I found myself forgetting all about my sexual desire for her. I genuinely wanted to help this young woman adapt to a world that was quite the juxtaposition to what she had grown up knowing. I also wanted to introduce her to a faith that I truly held dear, regardless of my own struggle with temptation. That’s when she said something that caught me incredibly off guard.

“I’ve also never been kissed, never had a boyfriend, and never had sex. Sometimes I think my roommates make fun of me because of that. One of them actually bought me a dildo because she came home one day while I was masterbating and heard me.” she revealed. 

For as far as my physical desires were from my mind leading up to this point throughout our conversations, they flooded back a thousand fold. I couldn’t help but imagine just how tight she was. “You’ve never had a boyfriend?!?!?” I asked in shock. 

“No sir. The first time I even hugged anyone that wasn’t family was when I hugged you!” she told me.

“I’m honored. Did you enjoy hugging me?” 

“Very much so. I was looking forward to doing that again all day knowing I was going to see you.”

I got up and walked around my desk, rolling my chair around with me. I wheeled up in front of her and sat down. “I liked hugging you too Lydia.” I said softly. “If I’m being honest, I was hoping I would get to hug you again today as well.” I placed my hand on her knee and gently rubbed it with my thumb. She looked up at me with a mischievous smile. 

“That makes me happy sir.” she said, leaning toward me. “Want to know a secret?” she asked to which I nodded. “I was thinking about you when my roommate heard me.” she whispered, her lips near my ear.” I’m pretty sure I stopped breathing as I squeezed her knee. She leaned back slowly, running her finger along her thigh, catching the hem of her dress with it and slowly drug it up her leg as her finger continued to move. She was sitting with her legs together, but once her finger reached her hip, her dress was high enough to show that she was not wearing any panties. “What do you think sir?” she asked innocently.

“I think you’re making it really hard to not be very very bad with you right now.” 

She spread her legs slightly and started to slowly run her finger up and down, between her pussy lips. She slowly pulled her fingers away, bringing with her a string of her wetness. She leaned forward toward me again. “Taste me.” she said as she put her fingers on my lips. I opened my mouth slightly and allowed her to slide her fingers in. I sucked her juices from her fingers. She tasted so incredibly sweet.

“Take your dress off.” I instructed her. She stood up in front of me and slowly lifted her dress up over her head and dropped it to the floor beside her. Her nude body was now presented in front of me. I had never in my life been so attracted to another woman. Her skin was so smooth and seemed to glow with a very light tan. There was a small gap between her thighs that perfectly framed her smooth pussy. Her tummy revealed just enough of her abs to let you know they were there, but not overly so. Her breasts were petite, and her nipples were hardened right now with her arousal. I placed my hands on her hips and leaned forward, beginning to softly kiss across her waist. She inhaled deeply and sharply as my lips touched her skin. Her pussy was already soaked, her wetness beginning to slowly run down her inner thigh. 

“Sit down” I said quickly, taking Lydia by the hips and guiding her back toward the couch. As soon as she sat she leaned back and lifted her right leg, placing her ankle on my shoulder. I began kissing her calf softly and she started to slowly massage her pussy as she watched. Our eyes were locked as my lips slowly moved further up her leg, passing her knee and then moving along her inner thigh. As I reached were her cum had already dripped to, I began to take my time tracing a line further up her leg, truly tasting her for the first time. I couldn’t contain the moan that escaped. She tasted oh so sweet with just the slightest hint of metallic. Like a fine wine I was concentrating on each note. My tongue reached her groin and as I looked Lydia in the eyes she nodded and placed her hand on the back of my head, gently guiding me the final few centimeters. I felt like a marathon runner crossing the finish line in first place. I had been yearning and dreaming, needing this exact moment. I placed my hands one each on her thighs and nudged them just a tad wider, and with my thumbs I parted her lips, inhaling deeply. I wanted to memorize everything about her. Her sweet, musky scent made me drool. I slid my tongue just inside the bottom of her pussy lips and took my time moving toward her clit. Lydia’s cum was slowly dripping into my mouth. I didn’t want this moment to end but I wanted so much more of her. 

“Oh my god that feels so good” she moaned. “C’mon pastor Alex, please eat me!”

I kissed her clit lightly. That’s all it took for her to push my face into her. I pressed my tongue against her pussy, covering it entirely, tasting her fully. She was intoxicating. Starting with the base of my tongue at the bottom of her pussy, I slowly moved my head upwards, allowing my tongue to rub against her, until the base of my tongue passed over her clit. My cock was throbbing as I tasted every single millimeter of Lydia’s pussy, her nectar filling my mouth. She let out a long moan as I continued this motion repeatedly. Each time I pulled my tongue away after passing over her clit, her cum mixed with my saliva would string from my mouth to her swollen mound. I moved agonizingly slow. I wanted so badly to lick her like I would an ice cream cone on a hot summer’s day, but the slower I moved, the more it would stimulate her. 

“Oh pastor, that feels amazing. I think I’m going to cum!” she moaned. 

“Not yet. Not till I say you can. Breath through it.” I responded, making another slow pass along her pussy. “Inhale deep and slow.” I instructed before making yet another slow pass. “Exhale slowly through your mouth.” I said before another taste.

“Ooooooooh fuck….” she whined. Her legs were beginning to quiver.

“Keep breathing Lydia.”

Making a small “O” with my lips, I began kissing her clip, then gently started to suck on it. Once her clit was in my mouth I began massaging it with my tongue. Lydia reached back and placed her hand against the wall behind her.

“OH MY GOD!” she screamed. 

As I sucked on and massaged her clit, I slid one finger inside her pussy palm up, and started to apply pressure, making a come here motion.

“I’M GOING TO CUM!” She moaned. “PLEASE!!!” 

I raised up from between her legs and almost in the same motion she used my shoulders to pull herself up to sitting. She quickly unclasped my belt and unbuttoned my pants, then pulled them down as she was unzipping them, taking my boxer briefs with them. She quickly straddled me and grabbed my cock, guiding the tip between her pussy lips, then slowly lowered herself down. As she did she wrapped her arms around my neck, placed her forehead against mine, and locked eyes with me.

“Fill me.” is all she said. 

I grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto me as I kissed her. Her pussy was incredibly tight. She felt like a vice grip around my cock. It was better than I had even imagined. She began bouncing and grinding on me. I grabbed her ass with one hand as she did, and with the other held her head, our tongues dancing with one another as she was able to taste herself in my kiss. It wasn’t long before she pulled her head away from mine enough to speak. 

“Please please!! I can’t hold it!” she begged.

“NOW! Push it! Cum hard for me!!!” I demanded. 

I gripped her hips and held her as her arms were wrapped around my neck, moving her back to the couch which was behind her. I wrapped one arm around her back at her waist and held her right leg by the thigh against me. I began thrusting hard and deep into her fast. I could feel her warm cum start to flow between us as she let out a sharp moan, her fingernails digging into my shoulders.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck!” she moaned loudly as she threw her head back. She then snapped her gaze back to me and grabbed my head. “Give me all your cum pastor!!!” 

That set something off inside me that I had never felt. I instantly felt my orgasm rushing to escape. I thrust into her as hard and deep as I possibly could and came harder than ever before. 

“OH wow! Mmmmm daddy I feel you pulsing” she said as I came.

I rolled onto my back, pulling her on top of me as I did and held her against my chest while I was still inside. I didn’t know how badly I had wanted this moment, and now I didn’t want it to end. Lydia placed her forehead on mine and again gazed into my eyes, smiling, and slowly rocked her hips against me. 

“I have to make sure I get all of you.” she said giggling before slowly standing. My cock was covered in our combined cream and my cum was slowly dripping out of her. 

“Do you need a towel or anything?” I asked.

“No, I want you in me.” she said, biting her lip and giving me a devilish smile. She grabbed her dress and started to put it on. My phone rang; it was Tiffany. “Answer it.” Lydia said with a smirk.

“Hello.” 

“Hey babe, I’m on my way home and was wondering if you wanted me to pick anything up for dinner.” Tiffany inquired.

“Uh, yea sure. Panera?” I responded. Lydia kneeled down between my knees and slowly started to run her tongue along the shaft of my cock, looking up at me as she did.

“Yea that sounds good! I’ll see you in a bit. Love you!” 

“Love you too!” I said as I was watching Lydia lick my cock clean. I ended the call and Lydia stood. “You are bad.” I said jokingly.

“I am. I am your naughty little princess, pastor.” Lydia said. “I need you again. Soon.”

“We will absolutely figure this out, but unfortunately right now I need to get home.” I told her. As we walked out of the church, I stopped her in the lobby and took her hand. “Look, I don’t think I have to tell you this but…”

She interrupted me, “I’m not going to tell anyone. Ever. I’m your secret. Do with me as you please pastor.” She leaned in and kissed me. 

“Oh I plan to.” I said, not knowing just how wild this ride was gonna get.

NSFW: yes

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