A Filthy Woman Visits a Church

I was nervous when I got out of my car and started walking to the front door of this church I finally found on my way back home. How I wanted to run back to my car and escape, but everything in my mind, body and pussy was telling me to go through with it. Before opening the door, I smoothed out my skirt, brushed some lent off my blouse and opened my blouse to look at it one last time. I was glad no one was around, I timed being "late" the right way. Even though I knew it was on my breasts and nipples and could still somewhat feel it, I wanted to admire it again. I knew it was my imagination, but it still felt warm and wet, especially on my nipples.

I walked in and could immediately see the church was crowded. I smiled to myself, "Finally, it'll happen this time," I thought to myself as I made my way up front. I was looking for a very specific seat and person. I wanted to be near the front, where the Minister's wives would likely be sitting and I wanted to sit next to a woman about my age sitting alone.

It didn't take me long to find the seat I wanted. It was nearly in the center of the row, three rows from the front. I sighed as I made my way, "There was no turning back now". I thought to myself.

"Can I sit right there," pointing to a small space between the red-headed woman that looked about 40 years old and what I assumed was her purse and sweater.

"Of course," she smiled and grabbed her purse and sweater to move it on her lap. I stepped into the row and began scooting past others in the row with my back to them. When I knew I was close to this woman, I opened my legs more than I needed to and slowly passed her to sit where her stuff had been. When I sat down next to her, she had to move a little because our legs had brushed against each other. After all, I had purposely sat with my legs open.

"I'm Anna," I said in a low voice to not disturb the ongoing service and held out my hand. "Nice to meet you, I'm Claire," she whispered back to me. I felt her eyes linger over my blouse and skirt. I knew she was judging me because both were too tight for this kind of church. I looked at the other women in the church as I made my way up front, most were dressed in floral patterns, over the knee and simple white blouses, very conservative. My skirt was dark blue, tight around my hips and a couple of inches above my knee, and my white blouse although it was loose, couldn't hide my size 36C breasts no matter how loose my tops were.

"He's handsome," I leaned over to say to her when a man got up to ask for volunteers for an event later that week. "That's my husband and yes he is!" He's also one of the Ministers here." She beamed at him. "Wow, you got a good one", I said and moved a little closer to her hoping she would think I wanted to gossip like little girls in church do.

"Thank you, I'm a lucky woman. And he's younger too," she winked at me after leaning into me like she was telling me secrets, "I love him so much, there's probably nothing I wouldn't do to please him." We were now shoulder to shoulder.

Looking at him, my dirty mind began to wander. He was probably younger by 5, maybe 7 years and looked fit under that boring suit. I was thinking about all the things he probably made her do when she was trying to please him, how far she went in her attempts to please him.

"By the way, your perfume smells very nice. What is it?" Claire asked.

"That's not perfume, that's uh... lotion and body spray." I smiled looking into her green eyes. I smiled and kept her gaze until she turned away. I was listening to her husband talking about more events when I looked over at her and caught her looking at my legs.

"You think my skirt is ok, it's not too tight, is it? I feel...uh...a little trampy in it to be honest," trying to sound embarrassed. I knew exactly what I looked like in this outfit and I hoped it worked and was working.

"No, you look great. You're a very beautiful woman and you smell great." her eyes lingered on my face. I again kept her gaze until she turned away. This time I noticed her cheeks got a little redder before she looked away.

For the next 20 minutes, I could feel her looking over my legs, more than once I caught her looking at my breasts. When her husband sat down, she gave him a huge smile and waved her fingers at him. He smiled back at her, then took notice of me. When I knew I'd caught his eye, I looked over at Claire for several seconds until she leaned over to me, pressing against me.

"I love him so much. There's nothing I wouldn't do for that man." she continued. "Mmm, I have to say Anna, you smell wonderful. I've smelled that...body spray before. I think I had something similar, but I'm not wearing it today." She said.

"I'm glad you like it." I smiled, not looking at her.

Several minutes passed by before I felt something slipping inside my hand. When I looked down, it was a note. Claire was looking at me and nodding towards the note. She mouthed "Read it" as she was handing me a pen. When I open the note, my heart jumped a little. I know what you smell like it read.

I looked at her trying to hold in my smile. It was finally happening, not only had I found the right church, but I found the right woman. I started writing my note.

Do you know the name of my body spray? I passed it back to her without looking at her. My pussy was starting to tingle, I was so excited. I watched her write on the paper again before passing it to me.

No, you smell like sex. I think you're a filthy woman coming into my church smelling like you had sex. How dare you? I didn't move for several seconds. I pretended like I was listening, but I was really thinking about how deep Rob had been inside me last night. I replayed in my mind how each position he put me in was allowing him to fuck me deeper than the last and how Rob fed into the fantasy I was acting out now when he was finished fucking me.

Claire's soft hand touching mine brought me out of my dream. She was stuffing another note in my hands. For a second, it felt like she had moved closer to me.

Do you even have underwear on? Are you wearing a bra? So filthy!!!!

I looked at her and mouthed "No", before noticing her cheeks had gotten even more flush now, I could see beads of perspiration on her top lip. I looked directly into her eyes for a few seconds with a little smile and shook my head. I wrote on the note she passed me.

Since you asked, I just have panties on. I thought I was beautiful. You said I was beautiful. Now you say I'm filthy. Do you want me to move to another seat? And passed it over to her, letting my hand linger on hers before she pulled her hand away.

She was looking back and forth from me to the note, looking at me intently. I assumed her mouth was getting dry because she kept licking her lips. As she was writing me another note, I gazed at her body. I could tell she had very long legs, her calves were long and shapely and her knees were nearly touching the pew in front of her. She had a wide mouth with soft pink lipstick covering her lips. I read her note.

"No, stay right where you are, I'm going to take you to my husband after church so he can talk with you. I'm going to tell him you came to church smelling like cum and sex. He's going to want to hear how filthy you are.

I nodded to her and leaned back into my seat to wait. I thought about how Claire was going to present me to her husband was making my pussy more than just tingle, for the first time today, I could feel my juices leaking out of my pussy and feel my nipples hardening. Today was turning into more than I thought it was going to be.

I felt Claire intertwine her fingers in mine and caress my hand for several seconds before another note slipped into my hand.

My husband is a firm man. You'll need to be completely open and honest about everything he asks you. When service is over, sit here till everyone leaves so I can take you to his office.

I couldn't help but open and close my legs, anxiously waiting to be presented to her handsome husband. I mouthed "Ok" to her, slide her note back into her hand and held onto her hand. I noticed she didn't move her hand away as quickly as before, but let me caress her fingers with my own. Only when I had moved my hand over the top of hers and caressed it down to her wrist, did she slowly pull away.

When service ended, Claire immediately went over to her husband and began excitedly talking to him. Every so often, when she would look my way, I could see her brow narrow and a light smile on her face. He never took his eyes off me for the several minutes she was talking to him. I watched from my seat as people filed out, her husband following behind the last group to leave. When Claire waved me over to her, I noticed how shapely her body really was. She had small breasts, a very slim waist, wide hips and those long legs. When she turned around to see if anyone else was still around, I noticed how her ass cheeks pressed against her dress. Her husband must be groping her constantly I thought.

"Follow me, he told me to lock the doors and bring you downstairs to our office. Remember Anna, open and honest. We're here to help you."

My body quivered every step closer to his office we got. When she opened the door, the offices had only a few lights on, but I could make out a low desk he was sitting at and a loveseat to one side and a longer couch on the other side. Hmm, no chairs for an office I thought. He was sitting at his desk reading some pieces of paper when we walked in but stood up when we entered. He was more than handsome, he was tall and had five o'clock shadow and large hands, I couldn't help but notice the beginnings of a bugle.

"Honey, this is her, this is Anna, the woman I told you about." She announced.

"Bring her closer, right here," he pointed right in front of his desk. His voice was deep and firm. I felt dripping in my panties and my nipples getting harder.

"Hi Anna, my wife Claire told me she met you today when you were sitting together," I noticed the pieces of paper he was looking at were the notes Claire and I wrote to each other. "Now, did Claire explain what she and I do here? What we've been doing for the 2 years we've been married?"

"No, she just told me she thought you would want to talk to me and I was to be open and honest with you...with you both?" I was rubbing my thighs together trying to prevent my juices from leaking out of my panties.

"Yes, open and honest is important to us both. You see, Claire and I have been married for 2 years and in those two years we've helped a lot of young women with some uh... issues they have." How many women would you say, honey?"

"8 honey, it's been 8 so far," Claire said. She was standing just to the right of me. I could feel her looking at me, her eyes roaming around my body. "And Tommy, that boy you let... uh had me help before he left for college."

"Now Anna, Claire and I like to help young women and girls blossom into the women they're meant to be. The kind of women most men desire and appreciate, you understand?"

"Yes, I do," I replied.

"Anna, I'm going to ask you some questions and remember, be open and completely honest at all times," He continued.

"Claire says you don't have a bra on, is that true?"

"Yes, that's true," I replied. "Then tell me about your panties, tell me the color, what kind they are," he continued.

"I'm wearing black string thong panties that are size extra small. They have a lacy front that is practically see-through." I relished in telling him what was covering my pussy or barely covering my pussy.

"Thank you for being open and honest with us, Anna. Claire told me she could smell cum on you and you smelled like sex. Did you have sex with someone last night?"

"Yes, I did," I didn't realize I whispered it until I heard Claire say, "Open and honest Anna, now tell my husband what you did last night."

Looking at the obvious bulge in her husband's pants, I said, "I was fucked last night, I went to a man's house after dinner and let him do things to me and I did the things he told me to do to him. Before he was done with me, I asked him to help with a fantasy I've had for a long time. Uh, now can I ask Claire a question?"

"Of course," he answered giving his cock a hard squeeze.

"How did you know it was cum on me?" Watching her move a little closer to me. Claire looked over at her husband, and he nodded. "You can tell her," he said walking over to the loveseat to sit down.

"Anna, I was married once before when I was younger. It was a short marriage...just like his cock. My first husband didn't have a very nice cock and didn't know how to use it very well. I was young and frustrated because we didn't make love very often and when we did, it wasn't very exciting or creative. When I met my now husband and we made love for the first time it was a night I'll never forget. You'll see it later but, my husband has a gorgeous cock. It's thick, long and the tip is delicious. That first time up to that point in my life was the best sex I'd ever had, through his help and patience he introduced me to lots of different sexual things. He has taught me many things about sex, like how to take his big cock in my pussy and how to take his cock in my mouth. Over this last year or so, he has taught me how to make love...

"Claire? Be open and honest," I heard her husband interrupt.

"Sorry honey, he taught me how to fuck! He taught me how to fuck like a real woman and enjoy his cum in me and on me. Now I'm available for him anytime he wants to make... uh fuck me. I do anything he tells me to do. If he wants to fuck my pussy, I'm always ready for fucking, if he wants me to suck his cock, I take his cock in my mouth and suck it till he cums. If he's masturbating and wants to cum on me, I make myself available for his cum. I love my husband very much, I love feeling like I'm going to be split in two if he goes any deeper. I love feeling like I'm choking if he keeps fucking my face. So, the reason why I know you smelled like cum is because I've smelled exactly like that many times since we've been married."

"Open and honest honey," he said while shamelessly stroking his cock over his pants now. He did have a big cock and it looked like the head of his cock was huge, I could see it pushing against his pants.

"Yes, honey," she continued. " You see Anna, I'm part of a book club with several other women from the city, my wonderful husband sends me to our weekly meetings either freshly fucked or with his cum on my ass or breasts. Also, when I go to the grocery store, I'm wearing his cum someplace on me. When I smelled you, I smelled myself."

"Can I ask Claire another question, please?" Claire looked over at her husband who had taken off his jacket and tie and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, still stroking his cock through his pants. He nodded to her again, giving her permission. "Why and how do you help young girls?" I continued.

"Claire?" he said.

"Yes, honey. We teach women and young girls how to fuck like real women. We teach them all the things about sex my husband has taught me. We teach them how to enjoy a big cock like my husband's so they are no longer frustrated with their boyfriends or husbands." My fantasy was becoming more than I ever thought it could be.

"Bring her over here, remove Anna's skirt for her," standing up and stepping out of his clothes still stroking himself. Claire and I held hands like two girlfriends as we walked to where her husband was standing, we stood in front of her husband. She reached out to play with the tip of his cock, lightly using her fingertips to caress the head for several seconds, all the while lovingly smiling at her husband. Being this close to him I could see how big he really was and when Claire's hand touched it, it made Claire's hand look smaller. I was looking at his hand slowly stroking up and down his shaft, occasionally moving across his balls or manipulating that huge mushroom head for several seconds before returning to his shaft. When I felt Claire pushing my skirt down my hips, my arousal only grew more.

Finally, I was out of my skirt, standing there with my nipples protruding. I hoped he could see how soaked they were and I hoped she could smell how soaked I was. Now standing next to her husband, the both of them stroked his cock in front of me. When her hand was on his shaft, he would caress his balls for several seconds before she would squeeze his balls while he stroked his shaft from base to tip and back again.

"You were right Claire, she is filthy. Those look like the same panties you took off Jessica that night, do you remember?" He whispered.

"Mm-hmm. Yes, I do. Honey, she smells just like I told you." Claire said.

"Take it Claire, jack me off. Yes, just like I showed you," he continued. She took hold of his growing cock, stroking it hard and slow. She was stroking him from base to tip squeezing his balls before stroking his engorged head down to the base. He had removed his hand and stood there getting jacked off with his hips slightly forward.

"Anna, tell me, what do you think of my lovely wife Claire, standing here jacking me off in front of you?" He asked while moving her in front of him, I could see her occasionally kissing his neck when she wasn't watching her husband's cock grow larger in her hand.

"I think Claire has become an exceptional woman from all your guidance and patience. When I saw her, I knew she was a special woman because she is just like me" He started slowly pulling up her skirt. "She enjoys pleasing a man and being told what to do, if pleases a man, any man to watch her do the things he's told her, then it only excites her more."

He had pulled Claire's skirt up around her hips and I could see Claire wasn't wearing any panties. Claire meant it when she said "always available for fucking. "Look at her, look at the way her hips are moving, she's been rubbing her thighs together ever since you told her to jack you off." His hands were squeezing and spreading her ass cheeks. "Just like Claire, I'll do anything to please a man anytime he wants me, stroke him, suck or lick his cock, touch my pussy, taste my pussy and wear his cum in public."

I saw him whisper in her ear and her legs immediately opened and she bent at the waist. He gave her ass one last hard squeeze before moving a hand around to her pussy when he spread her ass cheek apart, showing me his fingers exploring and caressing her pussy and asshole, never taking his eyes off my mouth and tits.

She removed the rest of her clothes, his hands roaming over her body, caressing her, molesting her and occasionally spanking her. He turned her around to face me. I could see his mouth on her neck, licking it, licking her ear and whispering to her. His hands continued to roam over her body while she quivered in his hands. I could see his fingers playing with her pussy from under her ass, slowly spreading and squeezing her lips.

I didn't realize I had stepped closer, now I was so close to them both I could hear the soft moans she made as he played with her pussy lips. I wanted to touch her, to feel her, to feel what she was feeling in those moments. I caressed my tits together, using my thumb and finger to give my nipples a light pull. I cupped my tits together and began rubbing my hard nipples on her nipples, rubbing them around her breasts. I could see her husband looking over her shoulder watching what I was doing. When Claire licked her lips, I was going to lick her tongue, but I heard him whisper, "Kiss her, kiss Anna."

Holding my face with both her hands, I let her tongue slip inside my mouth. Soft and wet, her tongue curled circles around mine, drawing it out of my mouth to suck it for a few seconds before her lips touched mine again. I moaned into her mouth, letting my body fall into hers. I felt her hands stop caressing my face and move down along my neck until her hands were on top of mine, helping me squeeze my breasts together, letting her thumbs manipulate my nipples for several seconds. I opened my eyes to look at this beautiful creature licking my lips and guiding my hands to molest my own body, I could see her husband watching our mouths explore each other's.