Sarah walked into the church, her black pleated skirt a little too short, her white blouse a little too tight. She knelt briefly before the altar baring the bottom curves of her ass to anyone who would see and then moved on, purposefully heading to the pastor’s office for a private meeting per his request. She wasn’t sure what he was about, but she certainly knew what she wanted. She knew this could either go very well or very badly. Hopefully it would be the former.
Pastor James Michaels was sitting at his desk doing some writing when there was a soft tap at his door. Ah, that must be Ms. Winston. I wonder if she knows why I called her here; a lecherous smile spread across his face before he schooled it into a mask of propriety. “Come in.” The petite young woman with her short jet black hair stepped into the office and glanced around before her eyes landed on Pastor James sitting at his desk. He was a handsome older man with a touch of gray at the temples and always had a smile for everyone. “Hello Sarah, please come have a seat,” hes gestured to the chair across from his desk and Sarah walked over with a light swing in her hips and sat primly, though her skirt just barely covered the tops of her thigh highs when she sat down.
James clicked his teeth in a slightly disapproving sound and looked at her carefully from the tight blouse and short skirt and the almost visible lace at her thighs. A pair of high heeled black mary janes completed the look and as his eyes rose back to her face, he noted a tiny silver cross hanging from her neck. He wasn’t sure what she was up to, but it certainly looked like no good. He spoke without preamble.
“Sarah, some of the other church members have expressed concerns to me about your recent changes of attire at services. I’m sure you’re a good, pious young lady and you only wish to express yourself, but perhaps you should reevaluate what you’re wearing to church.” She gave the pastor a slow smile as she crossed her legs, the skirt riding higher yet. “Now why, would I want to do that, Pastor? I know you like what I wear. I bet you like the outfit I’m wearing now even.” And she stood give a small twirl to show off everything she was wearing. Pastor James stared at her, disbelieving her cavalier attitude for a moment. “Young lady, I think you need more correction that good Lord above can give you. Come here,” he said stepping around the desk toward her. Sarah couldn’t help but notice his obvious hard on and she smirked at him. “Yes, I definitely think you like my outfit,” and she stepped close to him, pressing the side of her hip along the length of his cock inside his pants. He swatted her behind harshly. “Stop that!” Sarah only giggled and turned away from him to wiggle her ass. James swore under his breath and shoved her forward over the edge of his desk and swatted her now nearly bare ass several more times. She moaned and then turned her head to look at him. “Pastor James, please let me show you what a good girl I can be.”
He glared at her darkly, until his impulse control lost out to a more primitive part of his brain. He grabbed her hair tightly, close to her scalp and growled at her, “Show me.” Sarah stood gracefully, her ass stinging from his spanking and then knelt on the ground before him, her hands working quickly to unbuckle his pants and pulled out his cock, which she found lovely. Sarah looked up at him and whispered, “Forgive me Father, for I have sinned,” and wrapped her lips around his dick, sucking as hard as she could to take him deep into her mouth. He groaned and rested a gentle hand on the back of her head, idly stroking her short hair. She showed him just how good she could be, sucking, licking, and even nibbling just a tiny bit at his cock. Her tongue explored everywhere she could get it and worked to find more. Sh reached up and squeezed his balls in her hand, humming as she did so and for the first time her jerked his hips as though he were going to lose control. But no, he wasn’t done with her yet. James stepped backwards away from her eager mouth and pulled her back to her feet. “Well, it looks like you are a good girl, but are you very good? Strip, leave the shoes.” She complied calmly with the pastor’s order and shot him a cheeky grin as she turned her back to slide her panties down, giving him a perfect view of her nice, round completely bare ass. He reached out quickly and smacked it, hard, and she arched her back towards him. Pastor James obliged and smacked her other ass cheek leaving two red hand prints on her skin. He jerked her to him and without warning his thick cock filled her ass.
Sarah arched back into him again. “Oh yes, fuck my ass Pastor James. I know you’ve wanted to do this for a long time.” And he did, his cock pistoning in and out of her reddened ass and he smacked her again hard enough to leave more hand prints. He spanked her ass as he fucked her, making her gasp and moan. The pretty girl reached for her clit rubbing it hard and came quickly bucking her hips against the good pastor’s cock that filled her up just right. She swore harshly as she orgasmed around this man’s cock and then immediately turned to look at him. “Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” as she ground her ass into his hips. It was enough to make James himself swear and he pounded her ass harder, his hands digging in and bruising her hips. “You are a naughty little bitch aren’t you, Sarah? And you enjoy every single fucking moment of it. Do you like having my cock buried in your ass?” “Oh yes Pastor. Your cock feels so good in my ass. You’re gonna make me come like a bad girl.”
He grunted and drove his cock into her. “Good. I wanna feel you come for again me you dirty little slut.” One hand still rubbing her clit and the other reached up to pinch and pull at her nipples while James fucked her. She was wiggling against him and moaning softly as he held her bent over his desk filling her ass. He slammed into her hard bouncing her against the desk and spurted into her ass which drove her to orgasm at the feeling of his hot spunk filling her ass.
Pastor James pulled his cock out of her and tucked his cock back into his pants as Sarah recovered, bent over his desk and gasping to catch her breath. He gave one more slap to her ass. “Get dressed. I want you back here the same time next week in more appropriate attire. Do you understand?” Sarah nodded and slowly dressed, pulling her panties and skirt up slowly and taking her time buttoning her shirt as she stared straight at the pastor. “I’ll be here.” She grinned at him cheekily and walked out, the redness on her ass just visible as he watched her walk away. She couldn’t wait for next week and was already planning a new outfit.