Must Read: The New Church Convert - Season 1 - Episode 4

7 years ago

Must Read: The New Church Convert - Season 1 - Episode 4

After asking me to tell her everything in
several ways and questions, I began to
narrate everything to her. She barely
talked apart from the few times she asked
me specific questions and the kind of
women involved and how they reacted
after having s*x with me. Her questions
were not what I expected from her but she
was very much in control and that was
massive for me to bear. I told her over 30
different encounters I have had and as I
began every new one, she demanded for
better and improved details. This meant
that they increasingly became very erotic
and lewd. I even began expressing how
quick I b@nged them and sometimes, what
the female’s K!ttyC@t tasted like. I could feel
the temperature in the room rise. And I
kept having erections after erections while
doing a lot to conceal it with my palm. As
for her she showed little reaction to the
story, although by the time I had gotten
into the 21st or so, she began to swing her
left leg which was crossed unto the other.

She also began to readjust endlessly on her
seat but still kept a straight face. She was
really showing little emotions.
“So you also sexed this current woman in
her asshole?”, she asked once again after a
long story. She did so with little expression
on her face despite her use of the A-word
“Yes I did”
“Did she enjoy it?”, she added. I was now
used to how she asked such as though she
wished they enjoyed it
“Yes she did”, I gave out a funny face
She smiled too and then looked away.
Silence followed. Then she dropped her leg
and began to stretch her fingers. I was a
little startled when she stood and began
walking to the window behind her chair.
Her butt0ckz now looked fatter and her skirt had
rode so high her thighs that if I bent any
lower, I could see her p@anties. She barely
bothered to straighten it back down, rather
she asked me a question I never expected.
“What size are you again. I mean, your
J0yst!ck size?” I was confounded and kept
wondering what she was going to do with
that
“I am 8inches”, I felt my J0yst!ck flex a little.

Couldn’t explain why, though
“That’s impressive Danny. You know that?”
she was still facing the window with her
skirt as high as the leaves on a tree
“Well, maybe”, I looked down
“That we are Christians does not mean I
cannot appreciate beauty if I see so”
“I understand”, I encouraged
“Yea. You should equally feel free to tell me
what you love about my body. That is why
we are brethren”, she was getting back to
her seat now. Her thighs were alarmingly
exposed to my eyes. I couldn’t help but lust
after the several folds that formed the
undulating curves of their inner regions.

“Well, you are a pretty lady Michelle”, I
heard myself say. Couldn’t tell if her thighs
led me to say so or her explanations
“You think so?” she was seating now. But
with her legs apart! I was avoiding to look
but the temptation was so strong
“Yes. The General Overseer must be
considering himself lucky”
She didn’t say a word more. Instead, she
smiled weakly and cleared her throat.
Guess she didn’t think so too.
“We will have another meeting tomorrow
Danny.” she started again. As she said so,
she took my right hand; feigning not to
know she did so. “I would have loved us to
continue but I have an urgent assembly in
20 minutes and I need to leave now.”
“There isn’t a problem with that.” I had
raised my eyes to look at what she was
going to do with my hands but then found
her thighs. In fact, I found her crotch. She
was putting on a black lacey p@nty and it
was bare to my eyes. My eyes remained
there for so long and my J0yst!ck instantly
reacted to it!

I guess she must have seen the big long
bulge it formed across the legs of my
trouser because she sq££zed that same
hand with which I had been hiding the
bulge, making her wedding ring press
coldly into my skin.
I looked up and found her eyes. For the
first time ever, I thought they said a thing.

They were desiring for something but I was
scared I couldn’t give her that.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t be leaving
now?” I had to interrupt.
“Sure. Let us see again tomorrow. We have
a lot to do” as she said so, she brought my
hand to her thigh and I felt the warmth of
her flesh.

But she finally made her way up, in a bid to
begin her preparation to leave. However,
just as she walked past my seat, I got the
slightest whiff of womanly scent.
Despite her best efforts to hide this, Pastor
Michelle has been sipping juices in her
p@anties!