Sinning with the girl from my grandfather's baptismal class. (M/F) | 2016

I grew up in a very religious family. My parents are missionaries, and several relatives on both sides of the family are involved in leadership roles in various Baptist churches/Christian higher education institutions. I was always a pretty well behaved kid - the tongues of hell fire keeping me on my toes - and it was easy for me to avoid a lot of vices while attending a Christian school with mostly Christian friends. In our little alternate universe, the popular kids were virgins and didn't smoke or drink. I was one of those kids, even leading worship during chapel every week. The sexual frustration festering in this atmosphere was unbelievable.

In a not so surprising twist, I went to a secular college and discovered that living in sin was a lot more fun. I had been with a longterm girlfriend from my Christian high school up to this point, but due to our conservative upbringing, the most I had gotten in the three year relationship were rough and poorly executed hand jobs. I started to drink, experiment with drugs, and at the ripe old age of 21, have sex for the first time. My first sexual experience was sloppy, drunk, and with a girl I had just met - completely the opposite of everything I had expected growing up. But that story isn't really worth telling. The encounter I am about to describe happened about two years after I renounced my chaste, purity ring bound existence.

I was back home reluctantly visiting with some family friends, when I saw someone sitting on the couch I hadn't seen since I was four years old. Sarah - I'll give her a nice Biblical name - had grown into a stunning young woman. Being half Asian, half Middle Eastern, she is an exotic version of the girl next door. She is about 5'5" with an athletic build, and despite being more of an ass man, I have resigned myself to the fact that I will never touch breasts as perfect as hers ever again. I am an inch or two taller and also mixed - half white, half Asian.

My confidence in my sexual prowess was still underdeveloped at this point, and I awkwardly made small talk with her as we were the only young adults at the gathering. It was pleasant enough, but I wouldn't say sparks flew or anything. Based on her looks, I assumed she had dicks at her disposal whenever she pleased, but I was also aware of the fact that she was currently taking a pre-baptism class with my grandfather at their church. The mystery of whether or not she was as good of a girl as she presented herself made her that much more desirable, but I wasn't about to breach the subject in the company of our family. We said our goodbyes and I figured I would never see her again. Later that night, I got a friend request from her and we started messaging back and forth. She was much more flirty over chat than she had been in person, but I was leaving in the morning for a couple of weeks and I figured things would fizzle out before I returned.

The next morning, I was at the train station when I received a text from her, "Are you a virgin?" "No, why?" I replied. She texted back, "Good, this will keep you entertained on your trip." Had she really just sexted a guy she just met the day before, knowing the potential repercussions within our family circle if anyone found out? I was immediately aroused by the risk factor. She was in my grandfather's baptismal class, everyone thought both of us were virgins, and she just encouraged me to jerk off to a picture of her. It's a good thing I was sitting down, because I was rock hard. Over the next couple of weeks, we sexted back and forth. She sent me a sizable collection of spank bank material and turned out to be much more dirty than I had anticipated.

I couldn't wait to get back to town, but I was only going to be there for a couple of days before leaving for good. The night I got back, she picked me up at my grandparent's house after everyone went to sleep. It seems silly sneaking around at 23 years old, but our families would have probably forced us to get married or something if they found out. We didn't really have anywhere to go. There was a full house at my grandparents, and her family was home as well. After driving around a while, we couldn't take it anymore and parked a minute from her house.

The tension was unbearable at this point, and we dove into the backseat. She wasn't wearing anything under her tank top and after I ripped it off I finally got to feel her perky tits. Her brown nipples were erect and hard, and when I sucked on them she moaned loudly. She was sitting on my lap, running her hands through my hair as she smothered my face with her perfect breasts. I couldn't get enough of them, and had my hands full with her juicy ass. Based on our texts, I knew she loved to ride, and she proved this by unbuckling my pants and pulling my hard cock out. She repositioned herself and took me into her warm mouth a few times, but she was dripping wet and before long she was sliding her dripping wet pussy onto my dick. Her pussy was smooth and tight, and I rubbed her clit as she rocked back and forth on my cock. The culmination of the past couple weeks of teasing was finally happening, and despite being completely lost in the moment I took a fraction of a second to appreciate how dirty this was in the eyes of our community. I saw a vision of her descending into the baptismal tank, the white ceremonial robes clinging sheer to her olive skin while traces of my cum dripped down her legs. I grabbed her hair and pulled so that she was arched backwards while grinding on top of me. It was getting steamy inside the car and I placed my hand over her mouth to stifle her moans as we weren't too far from her neighbors and I didn't want anyone to notice. I spanked her ass tentatively at first, but her moans encouraged me to spank harder so I did. "Fuck me harder," she whispered in my ear. We were in sync now, but I knew I couldn't last much longer in this position and there wasn't much room to maneuver. "You're a dirty little slut," I breathed into her ear, and she responded by squeezing my cock with her pelvic muscles. Her pussy was so tight, and I was on the verge of cumming. I pulled her off and turned her around so that her firm ass was facing me before I pushed as deep in as I could with my average sized cock. I loved playing with her smooth black hair, and she loved having it pulled. After a couple minutes of rough pounding, I could tell she was close, and as she started quivering I gave a few more hard thrusts before pulling out. I had a condom on and I wanted to cum all over her perfect tits, but as I was pulling the condom off I couldn't help but release and made a mess. We laid in the backseat for a while after that in a rather uncomfortable spooning position before getting cleaned up. Then she drove me back to my grandparent's and I snuck back inside.

I wouldn't see her again in person for two years, but a couple months after this experience she passed my grandfather's course and got baptized. The secret still turns me on, and she still occasionally sends me pictures.