The Pastor’s Couch (L)
(L) – This story contains strong language.
The sweat dripped from my forehead as I meticulously wiped down each pew. I didn’t have to work this hard, but I refused to give a half-hearted effort. Behind me, the vacuum hummed as my husband just as meticulously covered every inch of the carpeted floor.
It was work, but we considered it a labor of love, a way to give, even if it went unnoticed. God’s house should be clean, we felt rewarded just by serving in this area.
It took about two hours to clean the sanctuary, then another hour and a half for the fellowship hall, bathrooms, and pastor’s study. It had become our Saturday morning ritual, a shared work that allowed us to be together and serve at the same time. That alone brought us closer…
But we had a naughty secret.
We finished the sanctuary and fellowship hall, purposefully saving the pastor’s study for last. This was the naughty part of our ritual. The first time was something of an accident. It’s not a large room, and we kept bumping into each other unintentionally. But as we cleaned and bumped, the touches became intentional and the sparks flew. Before we knew it, we had both succumbed to lust and somewhat desecrated the pastor’s couch.
We were a little bit ashamed of ourselves, but we were also quite turned on at the taboo nature of having sex in such a forbidden location. We were not so ashamed, though, that we didn’t do it again…and again.
The weeks passed and so did the shame, but not the excitement. Now it was something we looked forward to each Saturday. And I was getting bolder. The first few times, I would nervously giggle as I safely stripped inside his office, hiding myself as long as possible from the non-existent prying eyes.
Now in full marital erotic bloom, I finished the last table and dropped my cloth and gloves. Looking over my shoulder at my husband, I took hold of the hem of my loose tank top and peeled it over my head. Knowing he was watching, I turned away and started walking towards the study, leaving a trail of clothing until I stood fully nude in front of the office door.
My husband wasn’t far behind, and just for show, I kneaded my tits and bit my lip as he walked towards me, piling his clothes next to mine. Finally, he stood behind me and replaced my hands with his. Then with his cock between my cheeks, he turned the knob and pushed me inside.
I was already bending over by the time I reached the couch, and as soon as my hands touched the cushions, my husband plunged inside me. Guttural moans escaped each of us as he roughly grabbed my hips and fucked me from behind.
My whole body shook, and for a few minutes, there were no words, just the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, a blissful erotic symphony that echoed against the wood-paneled walls.
I would have been perfectly happy to cum just like that, and sometimes I did, but as my arousal grew and I started ascending towards the peak, he pulled out suddenly. I whimpered in protest, but then I felt him shift behind me and looked down between my tits to see his head slide between my thighs.
He winked up at me, then put his hands on my butt and pulled my dripping pussy to his mouth. I watched from between my dangling tits as long as I could, but soon the pleasure took over. I closed my eyes and rocked my hips while he slurped noisily on my honeypot.
He knows my body, and as my climax built, he slipped one finger around until he found my darkest hole, and when he penetrated me, it pushed me over the edge. My head thrashed from side to side and I humped at his finger and his face until I crested the peak and screamed his name.
He lapped at me all the way through it, but then his own need took over. Flipping me into my back, he grabbed my ankles and ordered me to put him inside me.
Normally, I obey quickly, but this time I took his cock in my hand and couldn’t resist teasing him by rubbing the head up and down my slit, circling my clit a few times, and thoroughly driving him wild. He said a few very non-churchy things and threatened to pound me into the couch before I placed him at my entrance, and he buried himself inside me.
He’s often said how much he loves fucking me like this; he says it’s erotic to watch me jiggle. Wanting him to see everything, I pulled my ankles from his hands, dropped my feet to the floor, and spread them wide. He grinned and winked at me before really letting go.
To add to the show as well as my own pleasure, I started pinching my nipples, then slid one of my fingers into my pussy beside his thrusting cock. It felt naughty and lewd to feel him fucking me this way, and I started talking dirty. “Fuck me, fuck that cunt, baby!”
I had never used that word, but it felt right in the moment, and I felt him swell and pulse inside me when I said it. He became really frantic and he threw his head back before his cum coated my insides and my finger. Something about it gave me a wild erotic joy that I had never quite experienced before, and I vowed internally to do that again.
My second orgasm was close, but his erection started to go soft, and I moaned in frustration, but my husband didn’t let me down. Moving to his knees, I felt first his hot breath, then his lips and tongue as he attacked my cummy hole.
“Yeah, baby, yeah!”
I urged him to keep going and laced my fingers in his hair while he ate me. Whatever was lost when he went soft grew back quickly, and when he inserted and pumped two fingers, my second orgasm squeezed our combined juices all over his face.
Leaning back, he licked his lips and grasped his semi-rigid cock. It was just hard enough to push into me, and as it did, we kissed while he lazily pumped, then fingered me to a third orgasm.
The scent of sex was heavy in the room as we slowly calmed down, and he eventually slipped out of me. He sat beside me, gathered me into his arms, and for a long time, we just whispered intimate things and touched each other.
Eventually, we had to clean up and go, but even as we locked the door and pulled it shut, my eyes lingered on the couch. It was our own intimate, dirty little secret. We would definitely have more sex, but it would be a week before we could do this again.
I don't want you to get me wrong. I thank the world of you k.M.and.love your writing skills.I also think we need to explore new and exciting things, sometimes takimg the chance of more risque sex.
And I believe that sex is a gift from God.
But I also think there are certain things that are for lack of a better term, sacred. For instance the use of the title for God, And when I first read the title and got into the story I felt a little uneasy about this one.
I’m sorry this one didn’t fully resonate with you, Tutchh. I understand your perspective and I meant no disrespect – only a husband and wife enjoying the freedom of marriage in a different place.
AWESOME story KM! I loved it! It is fictional but feels very real! Although maybe it IS “naughty” for a married couple to have sex in the pastor’s office, I don’t think it is sinful in any way. God is glorified by a married couple enjoying sexual love and intense passion!
Question: was the husband or wife the pastor or were they just helpful volunteers?
Thanks LM! I don’t think it was sinful either – and no, they are not the pastor and his wife – just helpful volunteers with a naughty secret 😉
beautiful work KM! I was thinking of you and noticed you'd been quiet recently, really glad you're still writing! that's a very hot story and one I'd love to realise. Also love that you wrote it from a wife's POV; and appeared to do so effortlessly! that's a real skill and you pulled it off, impressive! keep dreaming and writing; it keeps us going when life is dark!
Thank you starlight! I’m honored that you think of me.
My time to write has been limited for a while, but I’m always thinking about writing – always thinking about stories. I’ve got one scheduled to post in a few days and another one submitted, and I’m looking for inspiration for the next one.
I always love your comments. They make me smile and warm my heart.
Thank you for the compliment. Writing from the female POV is challenging, but I’m glad to hear that I’m not doing too bad at it.
I hope and pray that life doesn’t stay dark.
Cheers to you starlight!
This story is amazing! Will definitely be revisiting again soon. Very steamy
I’m glad you enjoyed it! Hopefully it will continue to inspire you 😉
Wow this was hot! Bravo, KM. So erotic and passionate between husband and wife. The creampie enjoyment from both at the end was the perfect climax to the story. Well done.
Thanks tm76! I agree that sharing the creampie is very steamy, and an underrated and very erotic experience for both husband and wife.
Thanks for your comment!
I share a lot of Tuchh's sentiment on this one.
That said, the concerns could have been averted if the story had included (near the beginning) a phrase such as "my husband is the pastor of a church, and we…".
Sorry this one caused a pause with you – I meant no disrespect here.
Hot story, and it doesn't sound fictional at all to me!
It sounds like what my wife & I do all the time! A good creampie eating or two is always my wife's best & favorite way to cum!
Great job!
I’m glad you liked it, Tulsa! It’s hot that you and your wife enjoy creampies – that’s a taboo that many couples won’t partake in.
Thanks for your compliment and your comment!
Very hot! Firstly, if the husband is nit the Pastor then this would obviously be a violation of someone else’s space. I made the assumption that the husband was the pastor void of any remarks indicating such…🤷🏻♂️ Secondly, the church building is not God’s house or home. God has previously indicated that He does not dwell in places built by man’s hands. Too many Christians have a non-Biblical understanding of reverence, location and dedication. The title “Reverend” preaching in “God’s house” is a familiar phrase. There is only one to be revered and it is not the “pastor”(poor rendering of a Greek word…I can expound if anyone would want the exegesis of various passages). And, as mentioned earlier, God does not consider a community building to be His home. If the pastor or others choose to get busy in a “church” building, then go for it with dignity for other’s privacy or usage if communal facilities.
I’m glad you think it’s a hot story. I too, (obviously 😉), don’t think there’s anything wrong with having sex at church. It’s considered taboo by many, but I don’t think it’s a sin.
As far as violating someone else’s space – I don’t think it’s any different than being invited to a party and slipping away for a quiet quicky or staying with friends and going at it in their guest room.
Apparently sex in church happened quite a lot in the Middle Ages, so much so they made a rule against it. Why it was happening is it was dry and had more privacy then peoples homes.
@KingdomMan this is such an arousing and naughty story. I love how she stripped and left a trail of clothing to follow. I imagine finding my wife nude teasing me in such a naughty place would cause me to plow her into the couch as I fuck her hard as well.
As a kid , my family cleaned the church after service on Sunday. I’m sure there lots of places a man and his wife could make love. The church my wife and I currently attend has PM service once a month. The drive is far enough that we eat lunch and don’t come home in between. Instead, we go back to church, or a friends house, and nap. We definitely have access to pastors study. 😂 She’s a bit prude and would never do this. I would. It’s God’s property, and marriage sex isn’t dirty and doesn’t have to be just at home, in bed. There are also a few cameras posted in various spots around church and the main offices that we’d have to be careful of.
I’m glad you liked it! Precautions should be taken, but it could be fun and naughty 😉
Loved this hot story KM! And I must say, you do a great job writing from the female perspective! I've been thinking about writing a story from the male POV, and you've inspired me to try it!
Oooo…please write that!
I’m glad you liked it and thank you for the compliment!
I loved this story! Very well written. As a pastor, I wouldn't mind at all if a couple used my office as their own secret getaway. God knows my wife and I have used itany times 😁
I’m glad you loved it! And thank you for chiming in as a pastor – I appreciate your perspective!