My favorite sin [MF]

Just a warning this has some sacreligious debauchery so skip if that makes you upset.

When I was still religious I used to go on a week long mission trip every year with my young adult church group. We had a lot of crazy adventures and if you were ever a young repressed christian hundreds of miles away from your family you know how horny those events got.

Depending on what facilities were available boys and girls were usually separated however at this year’s church we stayed coed in the main sanctuary.

One night I stayed up late with a group of friends and one by one they all feel asleep except my long time friend and fellow insomniac, Marco. We were both heavily into the alternative scene and were kind of the black sheep of the group due to our doubts when it came to religion.

We talked about everything and in true late night conversation style we started talking about sex. I was a ballerina and so was extremely fit , toned legs, shapely ass, and perky c cup tits that bounced when I walked. Even though I dressed modestly I knew I tempted both men and women and felt powerful when I seduced them. I told Marco about all my sexual proclivities and how even though I knew it was a sin and I was supposed to wait for marriage I loved sex.

Marco didnt say anything for a bit and I looked at him afraid of rejection. Under the colorful moonlight pouring through the stained glass windows marco was beautiful. He was tall and strong, toned from years of soccer. His soft brown hair had grown out past his ears and framed his sharp jaw. Through his black rimmed glasses he peered into me, a hot burning gaze, under thick dark lashes. His honey brown eyes usually full of mischief were bubbling with lust.

Heat shot down to my core and I glanced down to his lap where I saw the outline of his hardening cock through his thin athletic shorts he wore as pjs. I scooted towards him and ran my hand up his knee to his thigh. He wet his plump pink lips and grinned and next thing I knew he was kissing me deeply, pulling me into his lap.

His lips were so soft and he coaxed his way into my mouth, running his fingers through my long curly dark hair.
At this point I was splayed over him, knees on either side of his hips as I grounded down onto his hard cock, my pjs which consisted of a large t shirt and a pair of tiny running shorts left little to the imagination and I felt every bump and curve rub against my wet pussy.

Before we went any further Marco quietly guided me to a spot in the room where we had a little privacy in case anyone woke up. I realized we were right behind the pulpit and my heart pounded in my chest.

My breasts, usually bound by compression bras, jiggled freely under my loose tee and Marco slid his hands up my shirt to fondle them. He pinched and rubbed my sensitive little nipples as I fondled his fully erect dick and pulled it out of his pants. He cock was long and lean like him, uncut, and curved upwards.

I took one of his hands and brought it to my mouth, suckling and licking his elegant fingers as if they were his dick. When his fingers were thoroughly soaked I pushed his hand to my crotch, pulled my tiny shorts to the side and guided his fingers to the entrance of my pussy.

He stretched me slowly, teasingly, careful not to wake anybody around us and I wanted to scream from frustration. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and again climbed onto his lap. My pussy was so wet that his raw dick slipped inside me easily. Marco’s cock curved nicely into my g spot and I stifled a moan as I rocked him deeper into my tight little pussy.
As I rode him he brought us together, chest to chest and kissed me again.

He bucked into me as I rode him, his cock rubbing my g spot deep inside me. Then he lifted me shirt up higher and sucked and played with my breats with one hand and the other we down to my ass. He slipped his hand into my shorts and pressed his thumb just barely above my asshole and rubbed little circles around my rim. It was so sinful but so erotic and he felt so good in my tight wet hole that it didnt take much for me to cum all over his cock.
I’ve always been a creamer so when I lifted myself up his dick was covered in my thick pussy cream.
I couldn’t leave him dirty and hard so I adjusted myself to lay on my stomach so my head was level with his uncut cum covered cock and licked it clean.

When his dick was clean I suckled and lapped at his head, slurping up the beads of precum that leaked from the tip of his straining erection. I swallowed his cock as far down as it would go, and since my mouth is small I only made it a little over half way, and held the base in my hand. I stroked the base of his cock, at the same time bobbed my head up and down, tounge twisting and licking his cock.
I could hear Marco’s breath get raggedy and felt his hips tense before his cock burst in my mouth, pulsing as hot salty cum shot into my mouth and down my throat.

We cleaned up, crawled back to our respective sleeping bags on opposite sides of the room and in the morning no one was any the wiser. :)

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