Sarah had been the perfect church girl her whole life, but that Sunday she finally snapped. She wore her usual modest dress to morning service, but underneath it she had on nothing but a tiny black thong that barely covered her shaved pussy. After the sermon she slipped out back to the parking lot where Jake, the new guy from the singles group, was waiting by his truck.
She walked straight up to him, grabbed his belt, and said, “I need you to fuck me right now. I’m so fucking wet I can’t stand it anymore.” Jake didn’t hesitate. He opened the back door of the crew cab, pushed her inside, and climbed in after her. The second the door shut she yanked her dress up to her waist and spread her legs. Her thong was soaked through, the thin fabric stuck to her swollen lips.
Jake ripped it off her with one hard tug and threw it on the floor. “Look at that pretty little church cunt,” he growled, rubbing two fingers straight through her slick folds. Sarah moaned loud and pushed her hips up, grinding against his hand. “Finger it. Fuck, I want your fingers in me.” He shoved two thick fingers deep inside her pussy and started pumping them hard and fast. The wet sounds filled the truck as he finger-fucked her right there in the church parking lot. Sarah’s head fell back against the seat, legs shaking while she reached down and rubbed her clit in tight circles.
“More,” she begged. “I need your cock. I’ve been thinking about it every fucking Sunday while I sat in that pew like a good girl.” Jake unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick, veiny dick. It was already rock hard and leaking pre-cum. Sarah sat up, wrapped her hand around it, and immediately took the head into her mouth, sucking hard. She bobbed down as far as she could, gagging when it hit the back of her throat, spit running down his shaft. Jake grabbed her hair and fucked her face for a minute, then pulled her off.
“Turn around. Ass up.” She scrambled onto her knees on the seat, dress still bunched at her waist, bare ass in the air. Jake lined up behind her and slammed his cock straight into her dripping pussy in one rough thrust. Sarah cried out, loud and filthy. “Yes, fuck me! Pound that church girl pussy!” He gripped her hips and started fucking her hard, the truck rocking with every thrust. His balls slapped against her clit with every stroke. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks wider so he could get deeper.
Jake slapped her ass hard, leaving a red handprint. “You love this, don’t you? Acting all innocent in church then getting railed like a whore.” Sarah pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. “Yes, I’m your dirty little church slut. Fill me up. I want to feel your cum.” He reached under her and rubbed her clit while he fucked her even harder, the wet squelching sounds getting louder. Sarah’s moans turned into one long desperate whine as she came, her pussy clamping down and pulsing around his cock.
Jake didn’t stop. He kept pounding through her orgasm, then pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and shoved back inside. He hooked her legs over his shoulders and fucked her deep, staring down at her flushed face and bouncing tits. “Gonna fill this cunt,” he grunted. Sarah nodded frantically, eyes glassy. “Do it. Cum in me. I want it leaking out of me during the next service.”
Jake slammed in one last time and unloaded, thick ropes of cum pumping deep into her pussy. Sarah moaned at the feeling, reaching down to rub her clit again and coming a second time while he filled her. When he finally pulled out, a thick stream of cum leaked from her stretched hole and ran down her ass.
She scooped some up with her fingers and licked them clean, looking him straight in the eye.
They straightened up just enough to walk back inside. Sarah kept her thong off, letting Jake’s cum slowly drip down her inner thighs the whole time she sat through the afternoon Bible study. Every time she shifted in her seat she felt it, reminding her exactly what kind of church girl she really was.
