SUNDAY SCHOOL SPECIAL
I had been drug to church today with my mother since my car was in the shop. Even though I was eighteen my mother had that stupid belief that if you are under her roof you had to go to church and even go to Sunday School. Even if you had fun all last night and you were hung over you still had to hear the world of the Lord and Lord knows how long black churches go for especially when the pastor refuses to stop all of that hooping and hollering like they are trying to call on some kind of spirit when we all know that we don't have time for all of that.
I knew that my mother was going to drag me to church today but I didn't care. I was going to have my fun and I managed to sleep with a young white college girl at my homeboy's party. She gave some really good head and I picked up her skinny blonde headed ass and fucked the shit out of her slim and petite white all with my nine and half inch dick that nearly left her crying because of the way I stretched her tight pussy until she could barely walk out of the house on her own power. I still had the taste of pussy on my tongue and I didn't care if anyone around here could smell it on me.
To be honest pulling girls was no problem for me. I stood right at 5'9 and weighed around a hundred and forty pounds of lean muscle. I had my ears gauged along with a nice brown complexion. I had on a pair of low rise jeans and flip flops and a black teeshirt that showed off my tribal tattoo sleeve that started at the back of my neck and worked my way down to my finger tips. I wore glasses usually but they didn't make me look geeky or anything more functional than anything.
Today I was trying my hardest to stay awake during Sunday School and I didn't care to be honest. My class was in one of the classrooms I was listening to the lady who was halfway descent looking sitting in front of me with her legs crossed with three millennials who were far from interested in what she was talking about.
She was wearing a short black dress that came just to her knees when she stood up but while she was sitting down her dress rode up to her mid thigh that showed me a glimpse of her rose thigh tattoo that barely left any room for imagination. I could tell that the other two girls in my class didn't really have any interest that didn't mind what was going on since they both had their phones out and honestly I just wanted to see what she was talking about since I had nothing else to do but fall asleep.
"Sean, what did you learn today?" she asked me with her dark brown eyes focused on me like she was trying to get me to zone in on her so that she could get my undivided attention.
"Not much of anything. What I did learn today I can't say in front of everyone else." I replied as I licked my lips as the other two girls started laughing at me and my middle aged Sunday school teacher looked at me like she was mortified at what I had said.
"Alright you two can head to the front. Sean you can stay back here with me because I had to talk to you." she told me.
I could only imagine what she wanted to talk to me about. I stood up and looked around the classrooms that were only used on Sunday since no one else came back here during Sunday. I heard that some of the people would give head back here during prayer but I didn't know if it was true or not. I always went to the parking lot and got head in my car whenever I did come to church but I was more relaxed that anything today.
"Sean what were you talking about! I'm trying to drill the word of God into you and you treat it like its a mockery! What is wrong with you talking about what you learned you can say out loud in front of the church during Sunday School reviews?" she scolded.
Looking back at her in a frustrated tone actually turned me on. She was a middle aged black lady with a banging body on her. She stood right at 5'4 and weighed around a hundred and fifty pounds. She was a light skinned black lady that almost looked like she could have passed off as a white lady with black woman features. She had to be around a 36D in the chest, about a 29 in the waist about a 38 in the hips because she did have a nice round bubble butt that moved in the loose fitting dress that she was wearing. She was wearing a zebra printed dress with some red open toed four and half inch heels. She had her long grey hair pulled up into a high ponytail since her hair was naturally long and pressed down that usually came to her collar. She had on some dark red lipstick that made her thin lips even more kissable as she focused her hazel eyes on me with a look of anger that was mixed with lust as she tried her hardest to get some answers from me.
"Are you sure you want me to answer that question? You might be too much of a holier than thou church lady for me to answer that question." I replied sarcastically with a smirk as I darted my eyes at her to await her response.
"I'm not a stuck up church lady. So tell me what's on your mind?" she told me as she stood up and made sure to put and extra twist in her hips as she walked away from me and did a light twirl as she rested her hands on her hips.
"You might want to lock the door for this one." I told her as she took a deep breath and did as I suggested her to do as she walked close enough to me to where I could smell her sweet perfume that almost made her edible.
"So spill it. What did you learn?" she asked me.
"Well I learned when you are going to eat some pussy that it's okay to take things nice and slow. To wrap your tongue around the clit while you trace the inside of her thighs with your fingertips. If you are going to want to make her cum lick nice and slow while you kiss and suck on the pussy lips. Count to five with each time you lick the clit and blow a nice stream of air against the clit because you are more than likely going to be hot and bothered and the nice stream of cold hair will be exactly what you need to calm your nerves just before you reach your peak of pleasure." I told her as I ran my hand against the inside of her thigh.
She welcomed my advance as she stepped in closer to me while I kissed and nibbled lightly on her neck. She ran her hands against my washboard abs and pulled at my belt as the blood rushed to my rapidly hardening erection that was more than anxious to venture inside of her.
"Do you know what to do with a thing like that?" she asked me as she pulled at the tip of the tent in my pants.
"The question is do you know how to handle something that big?" I whispered into her ear and bit her lightly on the side of the neck and she tensed up lightly as I could feel the goosebumps against the back of her toned arms that were free of any blemishes.