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Candlelight Service
by Libertine (sparky_ajitar@hotmail.com)

***

Bryan meets Sara, the Pastors Wife. Bryan is smitten 
with Sara as soon as they make eye contact. Seems Sara 
is a bit of a flirt. The fun ensues from this point 
forward. (MF, wife, cheat, oral, anal, creampie)

***

When my mother asked me to escort her to the Christmas 
Eve candle service, I winced. Normally my sister would 
take her but something came up. My mom isn't getting 
any younger and can't drive after dark.

I hadn't been to church in years, but it was very 
important to Mom, so I told her I'd do it.

I donned my Sunday best, nice khaki slacks, brown 
shoes, shined to a high gloss, maroon turtle neck 
under a cream sweater with an Indian design, hair 
combed just so and my best cologne. It was time for 
church.

I walked Mom up the steps. I had her hold on tight as 
they were icy. As we entered the vestibule, we were 
greeted by a man and woman who handed us our programs 
and candles. We weaved through the throng of attendees 
and found "her" pew. We removed our jackets and sat 
down, and checked our programs to find the songs that 
we'd be singing for the evening.

As I was closing the hymnal, I glanced up and looked 
around. Across the aisle and back one set of pews, 
staring at me, was this smokin' hot blonde with a 
curvy body and a face that had a wow factor of ten. 
She appeared to be in her early to mid-forties, same 
as me. Her eyes were a piercing blue that seemed to 
look right into my soul. I returned her gaze as best I 
could. I was more than interested and it seemed as 
though she was too. She gave me a coy smile which 
revealed her perfect teeth and looked down.

As the crowd began to fill the pews, a family of five 
searched for seats. There was only room for four at 
the beautiful blonde's pew. I noticed this and asked 
Mom to slide down a seat. I looked at the woman and 
said, "If you'd like, you can sit here with us. That 
would give room for the five of them."

She grabbed her coat and came right over, exchanging 
pleasantries with the family as they took their seats.

As she walked toward me, I got a better look at her. 
She was wearing a purple dress with big buttons that 
went clear down the front and white stockings that 
went above the hem of her dress.

She reached our pew and extended her hand. "Hi, I'm 
Sara" she said. I slid my hand into hers and 
introduced her to my mother then I told her my name 
was Bryan.

Her hand was soft and smooth, and her perfume was 
intoxicating. I offered the seat nearest the isle, 
forgetting to remove my hand from hers. She giggled a 
little and we locked eyes as we broke our grip.

The seating was close, we nearly didn't have room. We 
sat and our thighs were touching. She held her coat in 
her lap. On her left hand sat a diamond that was huge 
and brilliant with color.

Being far from shy, I commented on how nice she looked 
and that her perfume was very pleasant. She thanked me 
and gave me another perfect smile. 

As the minister took the lectern, he asked the 
congregation to stand and give thanks for God's gift 
of the Christ Child. I was giving thanks for this 
hottie sitting next to me.

My Mother, who knows me better than anyone, gave me 
the elbow. I looked at her and she grinned and 
whispered to me, "That man up there is her husband."

Me, being the smart ass that I am, replied, "She's a 
Nun?"

Mom said, "No. She's married to the minister, 
asshole."

I chuckled and told her, "I think I'm going to fuck 
his wife tonight."

Mom gasped and shook her head. As she looked down to 
pray, she began to giggle.

The minister was a short fat guy. He looked to be 
around fifty. I didn't quite see how he could have 
landed such a beauty.

We said our prayer, sang Silent Night and The First 
Noel. The Minister had us sit and began his sermon.

As he told us about the star and the magi, the 
sanctuary began to get warm. Sara had her wool coat in 
her lap. I told her that if she was too warm I could 
set her coat on the other side of my Mom. She smiled 
at me with her eyes and handed me her coat. Not 
breaking eye contact I grabbed her coat and laid it on 
my mother. Mom hissed at me and laid the coat next to 
her. Sara giggled and I grinned at her. We turned our 
heads and listened to her husband give a glowing 
review of the events that occurred in Bethlehem.

As the minister droned on, I took notice that Sara had 
unfastened the bottom four buttons on her dress. Her 
stocking top was visible as was the catch of a garter. 
I looked at her and then her thigh and then back to 
her face. She winked at me. I was a little shocked 
that she was so forward, not that I minded.

The minister had us stand and sing, "Angels We Have 
Heard On High," and, "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen." 
Again, we prayed for the unfortunate and those that 
haven't found the Lord, and afterward were told to 
sit. As I sat down, I noticed that another of her 
buttons was undone. Sara caught me looking. I smiled 
at her and whispered, "Perfect."

She licked her lips and looked at my growing cock. 
"Mhmmm," she moaned.

I slid my hand over to her thigh and gave it a rub and 
a squeeze. She wiggled in her seat and smiled. My mom 
glanced over at me and said, "For Christ sake, Bryan, 
why don't you just fuck her right there."

Getting busted by my seventy three year old mother was 
a delight in and of itself.

As the minister wrapped up the sermon, the group 
stood. In the darkness, I patted Sara's ass. The 
lights were dimmed. The only light was the lit candle 
and the candle that the minister held. As he walked 
toward the crowd he said to the first pew, in a loud 
enough voice for the entire group to hear, "May you be 
blessed with peace." As the lighted candles were set 
afire one by one, the person lighting the others 
candle would repeat what the minister had said.

When my mother lit my candle she said, "You better 
keep it in your pants."

I lit my candle and passed the flame to Sara. I told 
her, "I'll be eating your puss by the end of the 
night."

She replied, "You better." 

Mom rolled her eyes. 

After the chapel lights came up, the Minister 
announced, that there was coffee, cake, eggnog, punch 
and cookies in the dining hall in the basement of the 
church.

Mom and I filed out of the sanctuary and headed for 
the basement. Sara shook hands alongside her husband 
as the others exited the sanctuary. 

After getting our snacks and drinks, Mom and I sat at 
a table furthest from the serving line. As the line 
emptied, the Minister and Sara got their plates. The 
Minister sat with the white haired ladies while Sara 
came to sit with Mother and me.

Sara sat across from us. The table was empty 
otherwise.

Mom, (never one to pull any punches) said to us, "You 
two are naughty."

I looked at Mom and shrugged my shoulders and said, 
"What?" 

"Don't what me," she replied.

Sara smiled at us as she massaged my cock under the 
table with her foot and spoke up, "Judy, it seems that 
Bryan and I have a couple of things in common."

Mom said, "What might that be, Sara?"

Sara said, with a big grin, "Your son wants to have 
his way with me and I'm going to let him."

Cool as a cucumber, and thinking she could spoil our 
plans, Mom grinned and informed me she was going to 
need to go home and take her medication soon.

I replied, "We'll get you home in time."

As the crowd thinned out and the last of them were 
leaving, Sara and I began to gather the plastic table 
cloths and throw away the plates and plastic ware. 
Sara's Husband approached me and asked if I'd do him a 
favor.

"Sure," I said.

He said that his back was kind of messed up and he'd 
really appreciate it if I would help Sara take the 
tables down and put them in the storage room. "I can 
do that, no problem," I said.

I told him I'd have to run my Mother home first, so 
she could get her medication. He told me that he'd be 
more than happy to do that for me, as I was being so 
helpful.

Sara and I were finally going to be alone. As Mom and 
the Minister, (the last of the people), started up the 
stairs, Mom looked at me sternly and pointed her 
finger. They left the basement to head home. Then Sara 
and I looked at one another and smiled. At the same 
time we said, "FINALLY."

Sara grabbed my hand and led me to the storage room. 
As soon as we were out of sight, we started kissing 
feverishly. Her full soft lips melded with mine. I 
pulled her by the waist and drew her in closer, 
holding her ass with one hand and behind the neck with 
the other. We must have kissed for 5 minutes or more.

"You're such a good kisser," Sara said.

"Mmm, you're no slouch yourself," I replied.

I removed my hand from her ass and slid it through the 
unbuttoned portion in the front of her dress. I felt 
the top of her stockings and the clasp on her garter. 
Snap, snap. One leg undone. I ran my hand up further. 
Feeling the heat from her pussy through the leg of her 
panties, I stroked her slit. So slick and wet, my hand 
came out soaked. I put my finger in my mouth and 
sucked off the juice. Sara told me to "Do that again."

So, I raked my finger through her puffy folds and 
brought it to my lips. Sara grabbed my wrist and 
guided my fingers to her mouth. Licking my finger she 
said, "Mhmm, I taste pretty good don't I?"

Hell yeah you do, I replied. 

I unbuttoned the remaining buttons on her dress and 
pushed it off of her shoulders. The dress pooled at 
our feet. What I beheld was an ample set of boobs with 
a silky floral bra and panty set. I unhooked her other 
garter strap and dropped to my knees. I rolled her 
stockings down each leg, one at a time and I helped 
her step out of them.

Her skin was so soft. I commented that it was a shame 
that we didn't have a bed. Sara chuckled and guided my 
head to the left. I saw a stack if mattresses and 
shelves of blankets. Sara said, "We have a disaster 
relief stock pile that would make the Red Cross 
envious."

I stood up and grabbed two mattresses off of the stack 
while Sara grabbed a couple of blankets and pillows.

Laying the mattresses side by side, Sara tossed a 
blanket on them. "You're overdressed Mr.," she said.

I pulled my sweater over my head as she unfastened my 
belt. Tossing the sweater on the floor, I quickly 
removed my turtleneck. Sara slid my pants down along 
with my underwear. She helped me step out of them and 
rubbed her cheek on my rigid cock. We knelt down on 
the mattress and kissed some more. I unfastened the 
front clasp of her bra and her breasts spilled down. 
For a woman of forty something, they were quite firm. 
I kissed her creamy tits and flicked her nipple with 
my tongue and stretched them some with my teeth. As I 
feasted on her tits, I slid my hand above her ass 
under the waistband of her panties. Feeling her soft 
skin, I slid them off of her firm ass. 

Moving up to her lips, we kissed as I laid her down. 
Her smooth skin and passionate kisses had me so hard I 
could have cut glass. The feel of her silky skin was a 
true delight. I kissed my way down her neck and over 
her breasts. I raked my tongue across her nipples and 
steadily kissed my way down her belly and into her 
groomed bush. Nibbling her thigh where it joined her 
pussy. She had very little aroma, (which is the way I 
like it). She dripped pussy juice down the crack of 
her ass. 

I nuzzled her clit with my nose as I licked from her 
ass through the lips of her pussy. Stopping to suck on 
her pussy lips, I tugged and stretched them with my 
teeth. I kissed her pussy lips with as much passion as 
I had kissed her mouth. She began giving a throaty 
moan and heavy sighs. I could tell she was really 
enjoying my ministrations. 

I longed to make her cum. I moved my lips to her clit 
and sucked it into my mouth. I pushed the hood back 
with my teeth and slid two fingers inside of her, as 
my tongue danced circles around her clit. 

"Ohhh mummmmm, right there! Oohhh baby don't stop!" 
Sara exclaimed. 

I increased my pace and pressure and she lost all 
control. "OOOHHHHHHH YESSS! Bryan, oooh!" She squealed 
and moaned and let out a loud "Ahhhhhh." She clamped 
her thighs around my head and drew me in tighter. 

I felt her pussy clamp on my fingers as her body 
spasmed. After a few moments she said, "Oh stop; it's 
too sensitive."  

Reluctantly, I pulled my mouth from her engorged clit. 

My face, now looking like a glazed doughnut, was 
covered in her tasty juices. I climbed up her body and 
we kissed passionately. 

"Oh Bryan," she said, "I haven't had an orgasm like 
that in way too long." 

I stroked and rubbed her soft tummy and kneaded her 
tits. We covered our sweaty bodies with a blanket. As 
we reveled in her afterglow, we snuggled close, fully 
enjoying each other's company. My cell phone rang and 
I checked the caller ID. It was my mother. 

"Bet your wondering about my call," she said. 

"Yeah what gives?" I asked. 

Mother went on to explain how the pastor had hit a 
spot of black ice and the car was now stuck in the 
ditch. Sara began sucking my cock. 

I asked her how bad the car was smashed. 

She said. "Well, we've called the wrecker service and 
they are on the way, but it doesn't look too bad."

"Ohhh, that feels good, Sara." 

Mom said, "Did you say something dear?" 

I said to her, "You know what I just said." 

Mom just said, "Whatever"  

I asked if they were Okay and was told they would be 
fine. 

Mom giggled and said, "Sounds like you all have nearly 
completed your task?"

I looked at my watch. It was 10:33 p.m. 

I replied, "Nope, still working on it. Call if you 
need us to cum... (chuckle)." Then we hung up. 

Sara's eager lips on my cock were too much for me. 
Shortly after she began, I shot a thick string of cum 
into her mouth followed by several more shots. I 
moaned through my teeth as Sara sucked me dry. 

"Holy fuck," I exclaimed.

Sara sat back on her heels, smiling her winning smile. 

"Seems your husband and my Mom are in the ditch," I 
told her. 

We lay down together and spooned. 

"Well looks like we'll have a bit more time," Sara 
said.

As we clung to each other for quite some time, I began 
to rub her silky skin. 

"If you keep that up she said, we'll be having a very 
merry Christmas," 

My cock hardened and dripped on her thigh. I rubbed it 
back and forth as I kneaded her tits again.

Sara rolled over and I lay on top of her. She lifted 
her legs and placed them on my shoulders. 

"Fuck me Bryan," Sara commanded. 

Not one to disappoint, I slid into her. I bottomed out 
when my balls hit her asshole. Her pussy was tight, 
yet very slick too. 

"Give it to me, lover," said Sara. 

I brought my cock out to the head and plunged back 
into her. 

"Ohhhh Yesssss," she said. 

Slowly, I sawed in and out of her. When she began 
becoming more vocal, I picked up the pace. This lady 
has a body for fuckin', I thought. Harder and harder I 
pounded her pussy. Her juices were lubing us nicely. 
Her shrieks and moans told me she was well on her way 
to a brilliant climax. I hammered into her as hard and 
deep as I could. Our skin slapped together with a 
thwack, thwack, thwack. Our sweaty bodies slid back 
and forth as I pushed her across the mattress. 

Soon, her head was hanging over the edge. I grabbed 
her behind the neck and forced myself into her even 
harder. 

"Ooohhhhhh, Brian, don't stop... Oh baby I'm 
cuummmming! Ohhh yesss!" she moaned excitedly.

I slammed into her nonstop as her orgasm continued. A 
few minutes later, as we began to loose steam, I 
collapsed on top of her. Mashing our lips together as 
she came down from her climax, we breathed heavily 
into each other's mouths. Sara thanked me over and 
over between kisses. 

I said to her, "Sara, that was awesome." I rolled off 
of her and snuggled close and we drifted off to sleep. 

My phone went off and I checked the time before I 
answered. 12:15 a.m. 

"Hello," I answered. 

"Bryan, it's your mother," she said. 

"Hey Mom, how is it going? Did the wrecker come?" 

"Yes," she replied, "They just dropped us off. The car 
can't be driven."

"Oh," I said, "Should I come get the Reverend?"

Mom said, "No, don't drive in these conditions. Wait 
till daylight, then come and get him."  

"We'll see you in the morning then?" I asked. 

"Sure, make yourselves comfortable," Mom replied.  

"Oh we will for sure," I told her.  

Mom laughed and said, "Goodnight." 

While I spoke with Mother, Sara played with my stomach 
and chest, rubbing her fingers through my curled, 
sweaty hair. We kissed when I hung up. 

We fell back to sleep shortly after the phone call 
from my Mother. 

Waking up, smelling her hair as her head was resting 
on my shoulder, I felt her stroking my cock. 

"Merry Christmas," she said. 

"Merry Christmas," I replied. "I could go for a 
shower," I told her. 

Sara said, "Mhmm, sounds great. Let's go."

We got off of the mattress and held hands as we made 
our way to the shower room. We kissed as we waited for 
the water to heat up. A soap dispenser was mounted on 
the wall next to the faucet. When the water got hot, I 
pumped some soap into my hand and began to lather Sara 
up. Likewise, she did the same. 

Feeling her slick soapy hands gliding over my skin was 
delightful. We rubbed each other from head to toe, 
making sure to get all of the crooks and creases in 
our skin, continuing to kiss through the entire 
shower. It was one of the most erotic things I'd ever 
experienced. Sliding her soapy fingers into the crack 
of my ass, she inserted a finger. My dick popped up 
like a woodchuck coming out of his burrow. 

Sara got down on her knees. She took me into her mouth 
as she slid her finger in and out of my ass. 

"Mmm, god I love that," I told her. 

She inserted another finger and stretched me open 
further. Before I could cum, she withdrew from me and 
stood up. We kissed for some time, enjoying the heat 
from the shower and from our passion. After a short 
while, we turned the water off and dried each other. 
We really didn't say a whole lot. We didn't need to. 
We just grinned and smirked at each other. 

We kissed our way to the storage room, where we'd made 
our little love nest. Lying down, while still kissing, 
it felt as though one could never have enough of the 
other. I worked my way back down her body with licks 
and kisses. I got to her pussy and Sara said, "Wait." 
She moved around so we were in the 69 position and 
lowered her pussy onto my mouth as she engulfed my 
cock. We worked on each other for quite some time, 
until Sara had another earth shattering orgasm. 

As she came down, I rolled her over and pulled her 
hips up and buried my face in her ass. I tongued her 
anus and nibbled her skin until she was sufficiently 
lubed

"Are you going to fuck my ass?" She asked. 

"Yes I am," was my reply. 

Sara giggled and asked that I go slow as she had never 
done that before. I scooted up behind her and touched 
her cute little ass hole with the head of my dick. 
Sara pushed back onto me and moaned as she impaled 
herself onto my cock. 

"Hey," I said, "I thought you'd never done this 
before." 

Sara chuckled through her gasp and said, "I lied."  

I was balls deep into the tightest warmest ass I'd 
ever been in. She moved forward and back as I pulled 
and pushed. Soon we had a rhythm going. Every time I'd 
bottom out, my balls would slap her clit. We were both 
groaning and panting as we continued to get more and 
more into it. Being on my knees was starting to become 
distracting, so I pulled out briefly and stood on my 
feet. I plunged back into her, nearly without missing 
a stroke. With me being on my feet, I was able to get 
more leverage. I rammed ever harder as Sara started to 
really get into it. 

"Harder; fuck my ass Bryan!" she urged.

I was like the piston on a steam ship. With perfect 
rhythm and better leverage, I was able to really get a 
good pounding going. Sara was in a groove. She'd grunt 
and howl as I slammed her repeatedly. 

"Oh Bryan, I'm cumming! Oh, don't stop! I'm right 
there," she commanded. 

Feeling the effects of our union my dick began to 
swell. 

"Sara, I'm gonna cum, baby," I groaned. Just as her 
release came mine did also.

"OH Sara," I called. 

"Bryan, baby, I'm going over the edge," Sara moaned.

Together, in a simultaneous hasp, we obtained or 
orgasms. I pumped and shot more cum in her ass than I 
think I have ever done. Sweating profusely, we 
collapsed in a heap. Expressing our pleasure to one 
another, we heard someone from behind us gasp.  

Looking in the direction of the noise, I saw the 
pastor and my mother. They were smiling and laughing. 

The Pastor came up to Sara and pulled her up by the 
hips, causing her ass to stick back up into the air. 
He buried his face in her cum soaked asshole and 
licked and sucked my sperm out of her.

He looked at me and said, "You know I forgot to take a 
free will offering last night." 

Chuckling I said, "Well it looks like you got one this 
morning." 

Mother left the room and told us she was going to the 
church library. 

The Pastor smiled and said too Sara and to me, "Looks 
like it's time to Pass The Plate."

The pastor got all the free will offering he desired, 
for the rest of Christmas day...

The End 

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