I Wore A Bare Belly Dress To Church

"The Blood of Christ," he said as he handed the chalice to me.

"Amen," I said as I took a sip.

My husband and I went back toward our seats, although I saw some people in the first row of pews behind us had left, so I led my husband there. Now people could not see my legs except those sitting on either side of us. My husband and I kneeled on the padded kneelers. There were two men with their wives on either side of us.

I was right next to my husband and I was so turned on. Touch me I whispered to him. I spread my legs while we were kneeling and he moved his hand in between my thighs. My bare pussy was aching for some attention. His fingers came up from underneath and finally made it to my slit. Then eventually he found his way to my clit.

"Ooooh. Don't stop," I whispered.

"God Lori, your nipples," my husband said. They were putting on quite a show poking at my little top.

I smiled at my husband and said, "Uhnhhhm."

The priest sat down and that was our cue to do the same. I slid onto the wooden bench so my bare ass was on it. I sat forward. The two men on either side were really the only two who could see what we did next. I'm such a naughty girl.

I spread my legs a bit as I moved up to the front of the seat. My husband knew exactly what to do. He slowly folded my skirt up until my pussy was exposed. My husband leaned over and whispered, "You look sooooo good when your pussy is bare."

I was so hot. He filled my pussy with his fingers. All I could do was think how wrong it was for me to be getting finger-fucked in church. All I could do was think how good it felt to be getting finger-fucked at that moment in time. I was one very lucky, very horny girl and I loved the way I was dressed and what was happening because of it.

Mass was quickly coming to an end. I crossed my legs, but did not pull down my skirt. We stood for the final sign of the cross and for the choir to sing the last song. My skirt fell to cover my pussy once I stood up.

I can't describe how awesome it felt to be standing in that church wearing so little. My husband leaned over and whispered that my gorgeous female body should be bare all the time.

"All the time?" I asked.

"All the time," he said.

I guess people will get used to seeing my bare midriff, legs, feet, and back every Sunday at church. We walked to where the priest was saying goodbye to the parishioners.

My husband shook his hand and thanked him for the mass. Then he turned to me and said, "Lori you look stunning today."

I said, "Thank you father."

Then he made another surprising comment. "I especially like that jewelry you're wearing in your belly button. It's very pretty," he said.

I said, "Thank you," and beamed.

We walked outside and we had quite a crowd of onlookers. We got to the car and I stepped up to my husband, put my arms around his neck and kissed him. Deeply. I raised my right leg up like a pretty girl does when she's kissing.

He opened the door for me and I got in the car. I pulled my skirt up to sit with my bare ass on the seat. It also happened to leave my pussy bare for him.

He got in the car and said, "We're going to the Pancake House."

I said, "Great."

He asked me if I would bare my nipples for him at the restaurant.

I said, "Of course."

He then asked me if I could do what I just did... raise up my skirt and sit down with my bare ass.

I said, "Yes."

Then he said he wanted me to leave my pussy exposed the whole time we were at the table.

I said "OK." I couldn't wait to get there.