Candlelight Service
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...
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