An Episcopalian colleague invited me to Evensong at his church this evening. I initially accepted. But that was before I made an appointment with “Alyssa.” The compartmentalization of my religious and sexual lives extends even to Sundays. I had spent most of the day at church being “holy.” Now this Sunday was to turn sinful.

When I arrived at the hotel early this evening, Alyssa texted me her room number and asked that I give her a few more minutes to prepare. I waited a short while in the lobby then went up to the room and knocked on the door. The door opened. I beheld a lithe blonde in a tight black dress. She extended her hand and introduced herself before welcoming me in. I set the donation on the table. Ambient music played in the background.

Alyssa is originally from Eastern Europe and speaks with a charming accent. She’s transplanted to California and is touring the East Coast. There were some friendly words spoken between us, then….

She undid my belt buckle. I started unbuttoning my shirt. She pulled off her dress to reveal a black bra and black thong panties. She unhooked her bra and revealed a perky pair of breasts. By now I only had my boxer briefs on. We kissed, and I sucked on both of her nipples. She worked her way down to my growing erection. She stroked and kissed my balls and my cock before taking me into her mouth. I let out a slight groan. Her hands grabbed my ass and drew me deeper into her mouth. I looked down to see her as she knelt before me, admiring the artistry with which she pleasured me. Then she stood up, pulled down her panties, grabbed a condom, and moved to the bed. She put the condom on me, briefly lubricated herself, then got on her back and spread her legs.

”Fuck me,” she softly moaned.

I got on top of her and slipped my hard rod inside her. With a series of deep thrusts I explored her depths, with the attendant indescribable sensations. Then we switched positions and she mounted me cowgirl. I grabbed her tits with my hands as she gyrated on top of me. I wanted to fuck her from behind. I asked her to get on all fours. She got on her hands and knees. I only lasted a couple of minutes behind her before I was overcome by ecstasy.

Time was almost up, and she asked me if I wanted to shower. I accepted her offer and washed away the sweat that had resulted from my exertions. After I dressed, she gave me a sweet kiss. Then I departed her hotel room.

“You intrigue me.”

“Alexandra” was attired only in a sheer black robe which revealed her bra and panties underneath. She hosted me in her hotel room as she was visiting. The information I had provided for screening had piqued her interest.

“I’ve never been with someone from the church before.”

She went on to say that she attended a conservative high school and was “extremely religious.” She was raised Baptist and was active in her church: Bible study, youth group, Wednesday night service. “But now I’m into a whole other kind of worship!”

She then unhooked her black bra (size 44H!).

I immersed my face in her soft breasts. My tongue circled around her large areola, then it danced around her hard nipple. I took her nipple into my mouth and started to suck. Her mammaries received exquisite devotion on my part. Then she sighed:

“God, I’m so wet.”

She pulled off her panties and spread her legs on the bed. I lightly traced a finger between her labia and felt her wetness. I positioned my head between her legs. Her feminine scent was intoxicating. Gently spreading her lips apart, I slowly inserted my tongue into her pussy. She moaned as I ate her out, her hips slightly bucking against me.

After being pleasured for several minutes, she rolled over and grabbed a condom from the nightstand.

“What position?” she asked.

I told her to get on her hands and knees. She playfully jiggled her round, plump ass. I positioned myself behind her, inserted myself inside her, grabbed a hold of that ass, and started to pump.

We were both a long way from youth group.