My conscience was trying to tell me it’s wrong fucking a pastor in the church premises, but the desires of my flesh were too strong at the moment for me to listen. As a matter of fact, my conscience was dead and buried the moment we started kissing earlier. My dick was hard again and I could tell from the way she stared between my legs that she couldn’t wait to have my young cock inside her lustful pussy. Pastor Bukky moved closer to her office desk and mounted it. She spread her legs wide and started playing with her clit. I watched in awe as my dick throbbed and almost exploded between my legs. “Nobody holy pass”, I thought to myself. Pastors are human beings with desires too.
She moaned on the large office desk as she pleasured her very wet cunt with her fingers. I moved closer to her. I held my dick in my right hand and made to penetrate her pussy with it. Pastor Bukky pushed me back. She closed her eyes and continued pleasuring herself with her index and middle fingers. It was a great torture for my eager cock. I watched as she spread her pussy lips wide apart and revealed her pinkish inner walls. It looked so good I knew I had to eat it. I moved closer again, although I wasn’t sure if she will allow me this time. I touched her thighs and squeezed on them. Then I spread her legs apart and ran my tongue from her ass cheeks straight to her vulva. Pastor Bukky moaned and held my head. She pulled it closer and that was it.
I started licking on her pussy like some exotic ice cream cone. It tasted so good and fresh that I licked and swallowed every juice my tongue found in it. She soon got up and gave me a very passionate hug. From the way pastor Bukky hugged me, I could tell she needed my thorough dicking ASAP. Her crotch and pussy juice were already rubbing against my hardness. She hugged me tight again and whispered in my ears, “you have worshiped me, now feed me with your cock”. “Ope o!”, I said to myself. “Finally I get to dig pastor Bukky’s pussy”. I made sure her legs were one-eighty degrees apart with my hands. There was no need to guard my dick inside her anymore. It was super hard and pastor Bukky’s honey pot was dripping wet. I slid deep into her the moment my cock touched the entrance of her pussy. She moaned softly as I slowly pounded her pussy with my joystick.
The tightness of pastor’s pussy was beyond description. It gripped my cock tightly all the way. I felt that extra juice on my cock each time she came. She soon started moaning loudly and that only gingered me to pound her faster and harder. I always say, “when the dick is good, you get to realize all women are multilingual”. My mother-in-the-lord soon became an award winning trash talker. “Uuuugh…Aaaahhh…Yeaaahhh! Fuck me baby. Please tear this pussy apart. Fuck this pussy like you hate me. Ooooh yes! I’m cumming again”. Those were the words of pastor Bukky as she got the DICKscipline of her life with my sweet rod. I withdrew my dick from her pussy as she came the umpteenth time. I made her bend over, holding the desk, then I slid back inside her pussy from behind.
Watching my pastor’s beautiful ass clap against my loin felt more like viewing the earth from a superior planet. The feeling was priceless as her pussy muscles squeezed my cock while she came from my stroking. The trash talking never stopped until one particular orgasm that made her whole body shake violently. Pastor Bukky screamed as she stood up from the desk, thereby squeezing her pussy lips on my cock. It gave me such an electrifying feeling that I came right away. My pastor clenched her pussy tightly to my pulsating dick until she took in every drop of my hot sperm. She collapsed on the table right after with my body laying on hers. “May God forgive this pastor and her fellowship member”, she jestingly prayed. My dick was still inside her now messy pussy.
We cleaned up several minutes later and got dressed. We locked up the premises and pastor Bukky dropped me off at home in her car. From then on, I and pastor Bukky would linger in the church after every service until everyone was out of sight. However, she traveled back to the US months after. She inspired this post the day she sent me a friends request via Facebook and a message saying, “Hi Tunde, It’s Pastor Bukky. Please add me. I’ll be in Naija soon *winks*”.
THE END.