The Lady from Church_(0) by Dreamboat

Chapter 1: The Lady from ChurchI know it’s not the normal way to start a story like this, but I met her at church. She wasn’t stunning by any means, and neither am I, but she was good looking and fit. I guessed she was a little older than me, and her nose was a little crooked, but her ass filled her jeans well and she always wore nice tops that accentuated her body.

What really caught my attention were the girls. She had three daughters with her, none of which paid much attention to the service. The oldest one was definitely not wearing a bra and made sure it was apparent to everyone, the next one was wearing a soccer outfit, and the youngest just tried to get their attention with jokes and faces. That wasn’t what caught my eye though, what was most interesting was that they all had different hair colors. While the mom was a dishwater blonde, her oldest was a brunette, the middle was bright blonde, and the youngest was a redhead.

While they definitely caught my attention, three cute teenagers with an attractive mom suddenly showing up in church, I didn’t really think that much about it. Sure, I was recently divorced and was getting a little bored with Tinder, but I was fine staying in my world and not rocking the boat. I had a great job that paid me very well and a good house, plus plenty of activities to keep me active in the California sun. I probably didn’t need the mess of dealing with 4 girls anyways.

She kept coming to church for the next few weeks, always the same story. She listened intently to the pastor while her girls goofed off in the pew. I’m not sure if she was just ignoring them or had learned not to notice their antics. The oldest looked to be about 17 or 18, so she definitely should have known better. She had a nice full body without the pudgy physique of a girl who had gained the freshman 15. The other two girls, if not for the wildly different hair colors, could have been twins. I assumed they were about 14 or 15 by the looks of their bodies. The athletic one had the legs of a woman, but her upper body still looked young and the dimples and freckles made her seem even younger. The redhead was by far the cutest but still hadn’t formed any of the feminine features associated with maturity.

It was Tuesday night and I decided to try out a new Bible study…it wasn’t like I was busy most Tuesdays. I knew a couple of the people and said my hellos then sat down waiting for it to start. Then she walked in. Her body was really amazing for somebody over 40, and she must have known it. She didn’t go braless like her daughter, but it was obvious her boobs were a real C cup, and they still held themselves up. Her top hugged a stomach that was definitely tight, and went down to some hip hugging jeans that showed off a pair of shapely legs. She chatted with the hosts and sat down, seemingly oblivious to me staring at her.

After the hour was up I started to head out, hoping to avoid awkward conversation with some of the members. As I got to the door somebody grabbed my upper arm lightly. I turned to see her, looking up at me. She was about 5’9” with her heels on, and she kept her hand on my bicep even as I turned around.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your name” she offered as a first line.

“Oh, I’m sorry about that. I guess we didn’t do introductions. I’m Darren” and held out my hand to shake.

Her hand didn’t move from my arm, and instead she grasped my hand awkwardly with her left. “I’m Maria. I’m really glad we got a chance to meet finally. I’m new to the church…maybe we could get a quick coffee and you can help me out?”. She looked at me, almost pleading, with her hands still touching me.

“Ummm…sure. I’m not real ingrained with the church but I’ve been going here for a number of years, so maybe I can help.”

“Thanks!” she said more enthusiastically than I expected. “Can we take your car and then we can pick mine up on the way back?”

“Ummm…sure” I said for the second time. I didn’t realize then that I’d be saying that a lot.

We drove to a local coffee joint that had stand-up comedy and music. I told her a little about my background and why I had picked this church and a little about how I saw the church and some of the main members. Maria explained she had just recently moved to town and that she was having a hard time with the girls and thought church might help.

“Yeah, I noticed they seemed to be a handful.”

“Oh, you noticed them? Oh my God, is it really that bad? What the fuck am I going to do with them? Oh shit…did I just say fuck?”

She seemed to be getting flustered and put her hand on my leg, farther from the knee than I would have expected.

“Oh, it’s okay. We’re both adults here. I let fly with an occasional fuck too.”

She scooted closer to me and her hand inched up my leg. “I let fly with an occasional fuck too” she said, looking at me seriously and giving away her true intentions.

It took me less than 3 minutes to pay and get back to the car with her. Once inside, I turned and sighed, gathering my courage. It was unnecessary, she was going to give me all the courage I needed. Her hand slid all the way to my cock, hardening steadily in my pants.

“I’m sorry Darren. I don’t mean to be so forward, but I’ve caught you looking at me in church and in the Bible study. And you know how hard it is to find a good Christian guy my age that is in good shape and can carry a conversation?”

“Well no, but that’s not really my type”, I said, trying to ease my nerves with some humor.

“Let’s go”, she said, ignoring my awkwardness and starting to unbutton my pants.

Five minutes later I completed the ten minute drive home. Somehow she had managed to get my cock out and had started to work it well. And by well, I mean porn star expert level. When I pulled into the garage, I could feel the head of my cock squeezed by her throat and her tongue licking my right nut. I was almost fully hard and she hadn’t come up for air since she got me in her mouth. It felt amazing, as her swallowing moved the muscles to massage the portion of my cock that was blocking her airway. After the garage door came down she finally came up for air.

She popped her head up and looked around, “Nice place!”

I led her in and walked her towards my room, my cock hard, wet, and poking out of my pants. When we got to the room I wasted no time, I wanted to see the body I’d been ogling instead of confessing my sins. Her top flung to the side, I reached around to snap off the bra. Her boobs carried enough weight that there was a sag to them, but they were firm and proud and inviting. I licked one and then the other, rubbing her hardening nipple between my lips and eliciting a moan.

She dropped down and pulled my pants off the rest of the way, my cock starting her straight in the face. I know I don’t have the biggest cock, but it’s relatively long and quite thick, and no previous girl has ever deepthroated me. My ex? Definitely not…she thought oral sex was just a quick step before a quick fuck. But Maria…without hesitating she positioned my head in her mouth, then slid forward and made it disappear. Somehow she still had room to stick her tongue out and play with my balls. That got me worked up in a hurry, and I could feel it as I stretched deeper into her throat.

She must have decided I was hard enough, because she got up and started undoing her pants. I tried to help but she pushed me back onto the bed. She shimmied out of her pants, showing a bright blue pair of lace panties, allowing a peek at a neatly trimmed bush. She turned around so I could see her ass, outlined by the thong and showing just a tiny hint of cellulite. She spread her legs a little, grabbed the sides of her underwear, and slowly pulled them down to her ankles as she bent over. Two feet in front of my face was a gorgeous pussy and asshole begging to be taken. I hesitated again.

“You aren’t one of those guys that doesn’t know what to do with a girl, right?”

“Umm…sure!”

I hopped off the bed and let my hands caress her hips, thinking I’d ease into it.

“Do you normally need a written invitation? I’d like to start fucking sometime tonight.”

Maria was being awful blunt, but I suppose that’s her prerogative. I grabbed her hips tighter and lined myself up. Standing in her heels her pussy was the perfect height. My head poked against her flesh, trying to find her entrance. After a little wiggling from both of us I could feel the wetness and warmth that let me know I was there. Thinking she had been asking for it I pushed forward hard.

She was surprisingly tight for a woman her age with kids. Only my head slipped through, despite the obvious lubrication she was creating. I decided I needed to go slower, so I wouldn’t ruin the feeling for both of us. I backed out a bit, letting her juices coat the tip, then slid back in farther. I could feel her muscles relax as I pushed in. A few more back and forths and I was almost completely in. She was starting to breathe heavy, still doubled up and holding her ankles. I pulled back till just my tip was inside and paused, waiting for it.

*whimper*

I was big enough that girls knew when I filled them. The stretch of the opening and the pressure on their womb made them want more. She knew she wasn’t filled completely, and that I had the control. So she whimpered, trying from her awkward angle to get more of me inside. After pausing long enough that her legs started shaking with anticipation, I gripped harder and thrust in fully. That was what she was waiting for. I know because she rewarded me with a spray of cum against my balls and down our legs. I pulled back and drove it in again, only to get more. She was obviously a squirter and I was hitting the right spot. I kept rocking into her, building up a noticeable wet spot on the carpet. The guttural moans and convulsions let me know she was on to her second or third orgasm, and would start getting faint soon. I sped up a little, pistoning my slick cock into her hole till I felt it building in my balls. After warning her and getting nothing but a moan in response, I thrust in and felt the first shot course the length of my cock. It was enough to send her completely over the edge. Her knees gave out and she was supported completely by my cock and hands, and a thick spray squeezed out of her around my cock onto anything nearby. I pulsed a few times, filling her, then started to withdraw.