This post contains explicit sexual imagery, for adults only.
So I created this story with a female writer friend, she took the female character, and I took the male, hope you enjoy!
The day had started hot. The week prior had been sunny and clear so it was no surprise that the heat was overwhelming in the small church that Sunday morning.
I could feel the drips of sweat trickling down my body as I sat half listening to the Ministers voice droning on. The sermon was long and tedious and I focused on each drip as is slowing moved along my backbone to the waist of my dress. As each drop found its landing spot I would sit forward slightly to allow the air to move across my back, creating a mini cool spot that while it only lasted a second was refreshing and made me feel amazingly aware of my own skin.
I had woken that morning feeling a charge of sexual energy. My body had an awareness of its own, a tingle of excitement coursed through my nether regions that I could neither explain nor wanted to suppress, even though it was oddly out of place in the current environment.
As I wiggled forward one more time I heard a snort behind me. Looking back over my shoulder I saw a tall dark haired young man grinning at me. He had an athletic body, my eyes took the opportunity to glance over his smile, then his muscled chest in that fitted shirt, and down to his crotch. He had blue jeans on. Tight, and when I looked down I could appreciate his form as his package rested proudly in those jeans. I felt a flush of embarrassment at my shamelessness. I smiled back and immediately felt the heat of a blush rising up from my tummy to the top of my head. I quickly turned back to the minister and focus on the words he was saying as best I could.. my mind kept slipping back to the mans eyes and white toothed grin. I had a flash of something obscene, primal, and wild through my mind – the kind of thought that good girls aren’t meant to have.
After the sermon, the congregation gathered in the basement dining hall to dine and share fellowship. I took my place among the mothers and wives in the kitchen helping to serve food. It was busy but I searched the room as often as she was able looking to see if the young man was there. I saw him once and he smiled at me again, then got up and walked out of the room.. Confused by his rapid departure, I barely heard one of the woman asking me to run to the storage room to get more napkins for the tables.
The storage room was located a level down and it was much cooler than even the basement had been. It had that cool wet dampness that smelled earthy but clean at the same time. As I dug around the shelves I crouched down to find the napkins. I felt a little giddy about the fact that if my legs were oriented this way, someone would get a peak up my dress. I heard a noise in front of me. I looked up to find the young man standing directly in front of me, smiling. I can’t be sure, but those tight jeans seemed to indicate something sinister was up as he was filling them in the front rather well. I smiled back and without a word, as I stood, he leaned forward and kissed me. I pulled back surprised but felt the warm wave of a blush rushing up my body.
He held my gaze and we said hello to each other in unison then both laughed at the shared action. He held my gaze and nodded his head yes slowly, for some reason I didn’t understand, but I nodded yes back. His answer to my yes was to lean forward and kiss me deeply. I opened my mouth slightly and his tongue slide into my mouth. He tasted of mint and peaches, and his lips and mouth were surprisingly cool. He moved a step closer and put his hand on my hips pulling me to him. His right hand fingers walked down my dress pulling the hem up as his hand moved. His left hand rested gently on my breast pinching the nipple between his thumb and finger gently at first but with increasing urgency. I felt a rush of need as his hand pulled the dress hem up the last bit and his hand came to rest on my thigh.
He moved his fingers slightly feeling the soft coolness of my skin, the curve of my hip and then moving around and cupping my ass tightly. I leaned into him, moaning slightly. He unbuttoned my blouse and pushed the camisole aside to expose my breasts, rubbing them all the while and pinching the nipples playfully. He pulled back from our kiss and looked in my eyes again. I nodded yes, and he moved his hands to the tops of my panties and pushed them down over my slight hips till they fell to my ankles. I stepped out of the and as I raised my leg he grabbed me at the knee holding my leg up with one hand and pulling the dress hem up around my hips with the other.
I reached down and unbuckled his pants .. looking into his eyes the entire time. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants in a quick movement, pushing the dark blue jeans and boxers down until his hard cock sprung free. His cock was beautiful. Like a perfectly sculpted tool of pleasure. Shiny and bulbous, I noticed some pre-cum oozing from the glans, glistening in the dim light of the basement cellar.
I took his cock in my small hand and rubbed it slowly. He moaned with pleasure; pulling my leg up higher. He reached between my legs and felt the hot wetness of my pussy pulsing under his fingers. I let out a little sigh and felt the first wave of a tiny orgasm as he fingered my sex. Once again I nodded and he thrust forward into me with one push. I cried out slightly, and he reached and covered her mouth with his hand. His cock was big, bigger than the other boys I’d been with, and I felt the stinging of the stretch as he entered my body.
He moved slowly at first and I arched against him and a slight slapping noise was made as our bodies joined and a sucking noise as they pulled apart the only sound coming from the corner of the storage room that we stood in. His cock pushed into me again and again, each stroke increasing the intensity slightly.
He pulled out and put both his hands on my shoulders pushing me down to my knees, all the while looking at him for guidance. I didn’t really know what was going on, like I was acting on instinct alone. As I kneeled before him he took his pulsating cock in one hand, and with the other opened my mouth, and with a slight thrust moved his entire cock into my mouth. At first it was a shock. The fullness of it. It was both highly erotic and mildly uncomfortable. I could taste his sweet juices.
I gagged slightly as I moved to find the right spot, and once I had I moved my head and mouth up and down forcing his cock deeper into my throat with each thrust. It seemed to be getting easier, and the look he had on his face said he was lost in heaven. He moved my hands to cover his ass and increased the depth of his thrust into my hot wet mouth until I started to quiver and called out with a moan. I was overcome with lust and even though there was no stimulation to my pussy I felt a wave of an orgasm built to a crescendo.
The young man bucked and grunted and seemed to be possessed by some other force. He thrust his hips all the way forward in some sort of reflex action and gave a guttural suppressed grunt as his cock seemed to grow to a new hardness and he released a load of hot cum into the back of my mouth. My first taste of sweet man-nectar. I could feel the warm spread of hot cum in my mouth and trickle down my throat. Some of it had escaped my lips and ran from the corner of my mouth. I took one of the napkins I had came to collect to do a little cleaning up.
I continued to look up at him and as he finished he pulled me up from my knees and kissed me hard on the mouth. We smiled at each other as we put our clothes back in place. I grabbed the napkins from the shelf and walked upstairs to finish the meal.
Being a young guy, my cock always seems to be getting hard. Scanning around the room at church, looking at the pretty young things, I can’t help but appreciate the beauty in some of the girls at my congregation. When we arrived that day, I saw the Smith’s girl – Cassie arriving at the church doorway. She looked radiant. She had this summer dress on that was probably a little racy for the gathering, but it was subtle enough to get away with it. The material was so light, and in the breeze it kind of clung to her body giving away hints at her gorgeous curves. Her thighs were long and slender, and her skin was golden brown. The dress came down to about mid length on her thighs, and a row of buttons on the front gave some tantalizing hints at the treasures inside. I could make out the outline of her g-string and I could hardly keep my eyes of this gorgeous thing, and I could probably say the same for the rest of the congregation.
I had a confidence, some would say cocky arrogance. The girls seemed to be drawn to me and despise me at the same time. Some of them couldn’t keep away, and some I’d rather not bother with. Cassie however, was different. She was the grand prize. I’d been lusting after her for six months, and my glances at her had provided enough spank-bank material to release a few loads of mine in private moments in the past. I’d seen her at the swimming pool at the carnival meet two weeks before, and looking at her beautiful form and the way her high cut swimmers wrapped around her pussy drove me insane.
By chance, that day, I got a seat directly behind her. I could drift off into some fantasy land as I drank in the view of her gorgeous brown shoulders. She looked back at me once or twice and I’m pretty sure she snatched a quick peak at my jeans. Later on, I was bored as shit as everyone milled around after the service. The usual banter about god and grain prices failed to interest me in the slightest. I made a game of spying on Cassie. She moved with such grace. I stalked her like an animal, while trying hard to be not-noticed in my game of cat and mouse. At one point she was leaning over one of the tables talking to her aunt. I was at ¾ view behind her across the room. Her dress rose up to the top of the back of her thighs. I felt a rush of blood to my cock. I was mesmerized. I could make out he small of her back and the line between her back muscles. She was an athlete.
She went downstairs to the cellar. I took my chance and followed her. My heart was pumping so fast. If one of the elders found us down here, I was fucked. I took a sneak peak around the corner, she was crouching down to get a box off the floor. I got a glance up her dress, and I could see the colour of her nickers. Her breasts were full and voluptuous and they kind of spilled out of her top as she leaned forward. I felt a drip of pre-cum emanate from my cock that was already at half-bar. I pulled away, out of view. I hesitated, what if she thought I was a creep? My breath quickened and I braced myself. I came into full view and said a nervous ‘hi’ and smiled.
Rather than seeming apprehensive, she seemed quite welcoming. I leaned forward and took my chance and kissed her. At first she hesitated but after a moment we kissed again, and then it started getting hot. I pushed her back so she was half rested on the chest freezer. I had a hand on the outside of each thigh and her skin was oh-so smooth. It was like the softest leather. As we kissed I ran my hands over her body. My bulge, in my already tight jeans was now readily apparent. Some of our spit had joined together and seemed to stretch and break as I moved back a bit. I was fumbling with her bra and tits as she undid my belt and opened my jeans. She released my cock and it sprang free as she worked it with her hand.
I reefed her nickers away from her body. I was overcome with lust and at the same time paranoid we were going to get busted. I lifted her knee up and my cock went searching for her entrance. She didn’t hesitate as she guided me in, and with a gentle push I sank my big hard cock deep inside her. She was so wet. I slid that thing in and out of her, and her head went back in some sort of involuntary move that came natural to the woman in her. I was so fucking horny I didn’t think I was going to last very long at all. I felt a surge, a welling up of my masculine energy and I knew that I couldn’t go much longer, she was just too sweet and sexy and I was so full of energy.
I pulled out of her pussy and pushed her down by the shoulders. At first she hesitated but then I could see her giving in. I guided my cock into her mouth and she seemed to resent it and enjoy it in equal measure. Those lips, omg, those lips were the sweetest thing that had ever been around my young cock. She seemed to come around to the idea then as she was working it I figured she was a natural. She’s an expert cock sucker right out of the box!
After a while I could no longer contain myself. In a series of movements programmed into my body over the millennia, I thrust forward and let out a muffled groan. I orgasmed, and shortly after I held the back of her head with my hand in a stationary position as one glorious pulse, after another, after another delivered my stuff into the back of her mouth. Some escaped from her mouth and ran down to the side of her chin.
Suddenly I felt a little guilty and sheepish. We got dressed quickly and I headed back to the congregation, with a stupid grin on my face.