Once a week, Marcus would find himself entranced by the same woman during his Sunday church visits. She was a young, blonde woman with small breasts, and always wore fishnet stockings. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and she had a certain grace about her that was impossible to ignore.
One day, after the service had ended, Marcus found himself alone with the blonde woman in the nearly empty church. He couldn’t resist the opportunity to speak with her, and approached her with a tentative smile.
“Hi, I’ve seen you here every Sunday,” he said, his heart pounding in his chest. “I’m Marcus.”
The woman turned to him, her blue eyes sparkling with curiosity. “I’m Sarah,” she said, her voice soft and melodic. “It’s nice to meet you, Marcus.”
Marcus and Sarah struck up a conversation, and before long, they were laughing and joking like old friends. As they talked, Marcus couldn’t help but notice the way Sarah’s eyes kept drifting to his lips.
“I’ve been thinking about kissing you since we first started talking,” Sarah admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
Marcus was taken aback, but he couldn’t deny the attraction he felt towards Sarah. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a soft, lingering kiss.
Sarah responded eagerly, her arms snaking around his neck as she deepened the kiss. Marcus could feel her body pressed against his, and he knew he wanted more.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Sarah’s neck as he nibbled and licked at her sensitive skin. Sarah moaned, her head falling back to give him better access.
Marcus took advantage of the opportunity, his hands roaming over Sarah’s small breasts and hard nipples. She gasped as he pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers, her back arching off the pew.
Sarah was quick to recover, her hands working at the buttons of Marcus’s shirt as she exposed his bare chest. She ran her fingers over his muscled abs, her touch setting his skin on fire.
Marcus couldn’t wait any longer. He lifted Sarah’s skirt, his fingers finding her wet and ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, groaning at the feel of her tight heat.
Sarah was moaning loudly now, her hips bucking against his hand as he added a second finger. Marcus could feel her muscles clenching around him, and he knew she was close.
He quickened his pace, his thumb rubbing circles over Sarah’s clit as she cried out in pleasure. She came hard, her orgasm sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Marcus didn’t give Sarah time to recover, his cock thrusting inside her as he took her from behind. She was still wearing her fishnet stockings, and the feeling of the material against his skin was incredibly erotic.
He fucked her hard, his hips slapping against hers as she moaned and begged for more. Marcus could feel his own orgasm building, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.
With a final thrust, Marcus came, filling Sarah’s pussy with his hot seed. She moaned in pleasure, her muscles clenching around him as she milked every last drop from his cock.
As they lay there, spent and satisfied, Marcus knew he had found something special in Sarah. He couldn’t wait to see what the future held for them.
