Margaret, a 28-year-old woman, had always been a devout follower of her local church. With her long blonde hair, small but perky breasts, and mesmerizing blue eyes, she turned heads wherever she went. But today, she had something different about her – she was wearing a tight-fitting fishnet bodysuit that left little to the imagination.
As she sat in her usual pew, her mind began to wander. She knew she shouldn’t be having such impure thoughts in church, but she couldn’t help herself. She couldn’t stop thinking about the last time she had been with a man, how his hands had explored her body and how he had made her moan with pleasure.
As she sat there, she noticed a man a few rows back, staring at her intently. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing green eyes. She felt a shiver run down her spine as their eyes met, and she knew she had to have him.
She stood up, her heart racing, and walked towards him. He smiled as she approached, and she knew she had made the right decision. She sat down next to him, their legs touching.
“I couldn’t help but notice you staring at me,” she whispered, her voice dripping with desire.
“I’m sorry,” he replied, “I couldn’t help myself. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
She leaned in, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s mouths. She could feel his hands on her body, tracing the outline of her fishnet suit.
She pulled away, her breath heavy. “Take me somewhere private,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
He nodded, leading her out of the church and into the nearby woods. They found a secluded spot, and he pushed her up against a tree.
He kissed her neck, nibbling on her earlobes. She moaned with pleasure as his hands explored her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples through the fishnet.
She reached down, her fingers tracing the outline of his hard cock through his pants. She unzipped his fly, pulling his cock out and stroking it gently.
He groaned, his head falling back in pleasure. She dropped to her knees, taking his cock in her mouth and sucking it gently.
He tangled his fingers in her hair, guiding her as she sucked him deeper into her mouth. She could feel his cock twitching in her mouth as she sucked him harder.
He pulled her up, kissing her deeply. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her through the fishnet.
He pushed her up against the tree, his hands tracing the outline of her body. He pulled her fishnet suit to the side, revealing her wet pussy.
He knelt down, his tongue tracing the outline of her pussy lips. She moaned with pleasure as he licked her clit, his fingers exploring her wetness.
She could feel herself getting closer to orgasm, her breath coming in short gasps. He stood up, his cock pressing against her wet pussy.
He pushed inside her, his cock filling her up. She moaned with pleasure as he began to thrust harder and faster, his cock hitting her G-spot with every thrust.
She could feel herself getting closer to orgasm, her breath coming in short gasps. He reached down, his fingers tracing the outline of her clit as he thrust harder and faster.
She screamed out in pleasure as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock. He groaned, his cock twitching as he came inside her.
They collapsed on the ground, their bodies spent from the intense session. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with desire.
“Again,” she whispered, and they began again.
The end.
