I cover her pussy with my mouth and let my tongue roam free. Her engorged clit is so damn wet I can’t help but suck and lick everywhere. Top to bottom, not an inch of skin is missed. She tastes so good, and all I want is more. So when she grips my hair and rubs her pussy against my face, I stick my tongue into her pussy and roll it around.

Her moaning squeals tell me she’s close.

That and the fact she’s as wet as a monsoon.

Fuck me.

I rub my dick even harder, wanting to feel every inch of her pleasure myself. I’m a greedy fuck.

I grab her waist tight, digging my fingers into her skin as my animalistic urges bubble to the surface. My tongue swivels back and forth across her pussy, licking up all her wetness until she begins to squirm underneath me. I know she’s close—I can feel it—so I shove two fingers into her pussy and make her feel what I’m going to do to her in a minute.

“Come all over me; I wanna taste you,” I murmur, sucking on her clit.

“Fuck!” she moans out loud, and then her body bucks. Her muscles tense, and she gasps, thumping against my lips. Exquisite heaven right there on my tongue.

When she relaxes and her breathing slows, I grab her body and twist her around on the altar. She squeals from my roughness, and I spank her ass.

“Told you I wasn’t going to be the nice preacher.”

“Well, that licking session you gave me was nice,” she jests, so I spank her again.

“That was my present to me. And fucking your pussy will be the second one,” I growl, slipping my index finger up and down her wetness. “After you’ve been parading your body around, I think it’s time I gave it a good filling.”

She giggles, and I slap her a final time for good measure before I rip down my zipper and take out my wood. Goddamn, how long I’ve been yearning for this moment. Too long. It’s been too fucking long.

I rub my dick up along her slit, waiting for the noises she makes when she gets aroused, but the more I gawk at her butt, the more I want to have it too.

I wanna have it all.

So I rub my wet finger along her ass and push it in. As she raises her head, mewling, I grasp her hair and fiercely pull her head back. “Ever had your ass taken by a preacher?”

“No, but I’m more than willing to try …”

“Guess today’s your lucky day,” I reply, grinning.

I shove my finger farther up her butt, and then insert another one into her pussy, rubbing both along her walls. I can feel her tense up, and her moans only add to my own excitement. My cock bobs up and down as I watch her crave my fingers as much as she craved my mouth, and I imagine myself taking both holes. Maybe I will.

“Hope you’ve said your prayers because after I fuck your brains out, you won’t be able to come to church and thank God for your perfect fuck for an entire week.”

I pull my finger out of her pussy and push my cock in without warning, making her gasp out loud. My finger’s still in her ass, and I slide it in farther with each thrust of my rock-hard dick. Every stroke is another pump, and soon, her body begins to move along with mine to the rhythm of my fuck.

She’s perfect. Just fucking perfect.

Fuck me; I’m so fucking hungry for more.

And at this point, I honestly don’t fucking care what’s allowed and what isn’t. I crossed any line by miles the moment I sucked her clit on the altar, so if I’m doing it dirty, might as well go all the way.

Biting my lip, I pull my finger out of her ass, pick up the only candle still left on the edge of the altar, and shove it up her ass.

She moans out loud, and I grasp the opportunity to fist her hair and pump into her harder, all while the candle is stuck inside her ass. I just love the sight of a willing woman doing all sorts of dirty things without regrets, even if it means defiling the most sacred things.

“Fuck me harder!” she begs, and I increase the pace.

I even twist the candle, pushing it in and out as I go, fucking her in both holes.

Maybe that makes me a filthy bastard but so be it.

Fucking her is my number one priority right now, and if I think of something good, I’ll fucking do it because I want to.

I put my finger on her clit and flick it hard, wanting her to come again so I can feel her tighten around my cock. Her whole body starts to rock, desperately trying to get closer to me. Her pussy gyrates against my fingers, and she’s so damn wet. I love every second of it, despite the fact I’m desecrating my own damn church.

And I don’t give a damn.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come again,” she mutters, out of breath.

“Fuck, yes,” I groan, still twisting and turning the candle in her ass. “Come all over my dick.”

Within seconds, her body quakes again, and the wetness pours out of her. Her muscles deliciously contract around my length, making me come. Roaring out loud, I fuck her so hard, my cock explodes deep inside her with all the pent-up energy. I thrust and thrust, my cum jetting into her and coating her warm pussy. One. Two. Three times, and I’m still not sated.

When I pull out, I’m still rock-hard, so I pull out the candle and replace it with my own stick. She squeals, probably surprised by my stunt.

“Fuck! Jesus, warn me or something?”

“I told you it was gonna be dirty. I need to have your pussy and your ass.”

I grunt as I push farther, forcing her ass to adjust to my ample size until I’m completely in. Our cum provides nice lubrication as I thrust in and out, claiming her ass too.

I grab her waist, my fingers digging in, as I take out all the pent-up lust on her. Maybe it’s wrong, maybe I’m selfish, but at this point, I’m far beyond reason.

I just need to fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck!

That’s all I can think of.

So I fuck her as hard as I can. I fuck her so hard that the altar screeches as I drive her against it. I fuck her so hard that a groan escapes from her mouth with each thrust. I fuck her so hard that she’ll beg me to come and release her from my longing.

Beads of sweat pool on her back as well as on my body, which has heated up to the point of me breathing raggedly. So beastly, so utterly animalistic—it’s fantastic.

I slap both her ass cheeks again for good measure, and the reverberations pulsate through my dick. My veins pulse with arousal; my cock ready to dispense its second load. I love the feeling—just like I love her ass and her pussy and my cock being right there inside them.

“You ready for me?” I growl, grasping her hair again so she looks up.

She turns her head slightly, whispering, “Come in my ass. Do it.”

That right there … that pleading voice … is all I need to come undone.

And I do.

I fucking howl like a wolf as I fill her ass with my cum. More and more and more. It’s an endless stream. Like I haven’t come in ages.

By the time I’m done and panting and my cock’s slipped out of her, both her holes are creamed white. The color of heaven itself. Perfection.

If I may say so myself.

I slap her ass, and the cum flows down her legs. “Now that’s what I call a good creaming.”

“Oh, my … Lord.”

That voice … makes all the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight.

Within the space of a second, I’ve turned around and faced the most horrible consequence of my actions already.

Mother is standing right there, in the doorway, with her jaw hanging wide open. A key tumbles from her hands to the floor as she bears witness to the full naked glory of my half-hard dick and a woman covered in my juices, rolling around on the emptied altar.

In a hurry, Laura scrambles off the table and pulls up her panties, which instantly soak completely through. Still, she tries to cover it up with her skirt by patting it down and then continues to pull her blouse together like it will hide the fact we were having sex here. On the altar. “Oops.”

I don’t think ‘oops’ describes this situation accurately.

We’re fucked is more like it.