A Heartfelt Thank You – Thank You Sex Poll
Loading ...I serve as a pastor at a church in Texas, and my wife, Sarah, shared a story on MarriageHeat. We are big fans of marriageheat.com. Sarah is spearheading a “sexual revolution” among the women in our congregation.
Our church operates a leadership training school where we prepare our volunteer ministers and officiants. My wife, Sarah, leads the sessions on marriage topics. A few weeks back, she requested that I appear for 15 minutes to discuss some coaching theories that could apply to romance officiants. This group is made up of women who lead our marriage ministry within the community, and many of them also officiate weddings.
During the session, I revealed a surprise to her. She had been searching for a photo from her younger days that she misplaced some years ago. While out with a friend the previous night, I spent hours trying to find it and managed to track it down, hoping to surprise her. The picture supported a point she was making in the course. After I concluded my 15 minutes of the session, I discreetly handed her the photo. She was thrilled and overjoyed to have found her picture!
Later, there was a knock on my office door. The church was silent, everyone else having gone home for the day. I closed my computer, thinking Sarah was ready to leave. When I looked up, I saw my wife standing there without a bra under her thin blouse. Her bold choice left me feeling conflicted. What if someone from her class returned? What if an elder or deacon appeared? This woman I adored was standing confidently before me, yet my mind couldn’t help but worry about the potential consequences.
Sarah stepped closer, her voice soft yet eager. “Hi, I’m Sarah,” she began, her fingers tracing the edge of the old photograph. She looked up, her eyes meeting mine directly. “I can’t thank you enough for finding this,” she said, her hands gently cupping her breasts, her thumbs lightly brushing against her nipples. I couldn’t help but watch.
She turned her gaze back to the photo, a soft smile playing on her lips. “You know, this was taken on our first date. My mother was so excited to see us together that she insisted on taking this picture of us together.” Her fingers now lingered on her blouse as she talked about how her body responded to me standing beside her. Her other hand pressed the photograph to her chest, her breath quickening. She looked at me again, her expression softer but more intent.
“This picture reminded me of how much I wanted you, even then,” she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.
I could see the rise and fall of her chest, the way her breath hitched slightly.
“You were already so devoted, already called into ministry.” She pursed her lips, her cheeks flushed. “And I… I was already aching to give myself to you. I remember this moment so vividly and my hips squirm at the memory of my wet pussy.” She paused, her eyes never leaving mine. “It’s crazy,” she continued, her voice dropping to a husky whisper, “but my pussy is wet right now, just from standing here with you, remembering and looking at you.”
Sarah’s fingers began to nimbly release the buttons of her silk blouse from their loops. I watched her, bewildered, and asked, “What are you doing?” She paused and looked at me. “I want to show you my appreciation for finding this photo,” she said, her voice soft but steady.
Before I could respond, she slipped the blouse off her shoulders, letting it flutter to the floor. She stood there, her skirt hugging her hips. Her breasts were bare, and, goosebumps prickled her skin, and her nipples were taut and erect. I felt the blood rushing through my body as I reacted to her.
She hesitated for a moment before turning to the door and reaching for the knob. Sarah seemed to have a moment of indecision but then quickly locked the door, her actions both deliberate and uncertain. Turning back to face me, she started walking toward me, her movements a mix of determination and hesitation. As she approached, one of her hands reached up to the bun at the back of her head, and with a swift motion, she released it, allowing her light-brown hair to cascade down to her shoulders. I was caught in a whirlwind of confusion, unsure of her intentions.
“I want to do what I wanted to do on our first date,” she said, her voice wavering ever so slightly. “I couldn’t then, but now yes… I want to suck your dick…”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Sarah, the woman I had been in love with for years, was standing in front of me, telling me she wanted to suck my dick. My body reacted immediately, my heart pounding in my chest and my cock hardening at the thought of her lips wrapped around it.
She took a step closer to me and reached out to touch my arm.
“Is that okay?” she asked softly, her eyes searching mine for any sign of hesitation or reluctance.
I nodded dumbly, unable to form a coherent sentence. She smiled and knelt down in front of me, tugging at the waistband of my pants.
“Let me,” she whispered, her fingers deftly undoing the button and zipper. She got on her knees. She pulled them down along with my boxers, revealing my throbbing cock that was already glistening with pre-cum.
Sarah’s eyes widened, as she took in the sight before her. Her tongue darted out, unconsciously wetting her lips. She cupped her bare breasts, the nipples hardening between her fingers, and pressed them against my erect cock, enveloping it in her soft, warm flesh. A small smile played at the corners of her mouth as she leaned forward, her breath hitching slightly. Her lips parted, and she took me into the wet heat of her mouth, her cheeks hollowing slightly as she began to suck.
The feeling was incredible. Her warm, wet mouth enveloped me completely as she began to suck and lick. I groaned loudly as she used her tongue to trace patterns over the head of my cock.
It wasn’t long before I could feel myself getting close to climaxing. I grabbed onto Sarah’s hair gently, trying to warn her but also unable to pull away from the pleasure she was giving me.
In response, Sarah redoubled her efforts, and soon enough, I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a loud moan, I came hard in her mouth. She swallowed before pulling back with a satisfied smile on her face.
“You are amazing,” I breathed out as I leaned against the wall for support.
“No, you are amazing,” she said. “Thanks for finding that picture last night.”
Alec prepared my favorite pregnancy meal: homemade pizza! Aside from feeling more amorous than ever during this pregnancy, I wanted to show my appreciation for the pizza. In a sultry tone, I asked him, "How can I thank you for this delicious pizza?"
He replied, "You could pleasure yourself right here, right now."
So, I slid my fingers down to my intimate area, already sensitive and yearning.
"Would you mind pulling your panties down and doing this with your legs apart?" he asked.
"Of course," I replied. "Alec, I'm just trying to thank you for the pizza, remember."
"Ashley, you know I can be quite bossy. It's truly overwhelming and I'm so grateful that you can just let go and immerse yourself in pleasure without overthinking. I'm really honored."
I parted my legs and pleasured myself for his enjoyment. The climax was intense. Then, I proceeded to give him oral pleasure. Thank you, Alec!
Well, that response certainly didn't help calm down my morning hard-on.
Man that was hot!
In case anyone is wondering, Ministry Guy's Sarah is not me.
So Sarah is saying she was wet and horny when her mother took that photo, with Sarah thinking of of doing exactly what she did in the story?
I know what I would do to carry on your story where it stops.
"Thank you for allowing me to fulfil the dream of sucking your dick that I had that first date of ours. I couldn't do it then. There is something as a single Christian girl I could do, and did do while thinking of your dick, please sit, and I will show you." With that you return to your chair, while Sarah, beginning with playing with her breasts and nipples, it is not long before she pulls up her skirt and is masturbating herself.
(I don't know about your Sarah, this Sarah (me) would have kept her knickers on and rubbed myself through them and got them good and cummy wet.) 😉
Ditto on that one, S.K.
@Sarah K, not sure if this is “okay” in a moral sense, but Vanessa once got very aroused at me carrying her around in the swimming pool and seeing me shirtless, and when we got back to my apartment she let me listen to her masturbate through a locked door (we were engaged at this time, but not married. No sex or nudity, but the sounds were a real treat). I still treasure the memory.
NorthernSky,
Is it morally okay to listen to your fiancé masturbating herself on the other side of the door?
1. She was horny and you both wanted to save sex for marriage.
2. There is no sexual contact between you.
3. You have a wonderful memory that I'm sure aroused you and likely masturbated to many times.
I would give that three ticks (or checks as some of you say).
So, I would say it was morally good, not neutral, not negative, but good.
God Bless you both and all those finding themselves in a similar situation.
You have appeared to talked about it beforehand, good on you.
@Sarah K
Thank you, that was really kindly and thoughtfully stated. Much appreciated.
Sarah, that would have been a v hot sequel! And NorthernSky, can you please write more about you listening to your then-fiancée masturbating behind a door??? That was such a tease to read 🥵🥵
@Jill Marie, thank you so much for your kind words. I’ll add it to my list of stories to write. Several new ones will be posted soon (I wrote them a couple of months ago). I hope you enjoy them!
[From MH: Keep in mind that activities involving unmarried couples, even if there is no physical sexual contact, are borderline for MH. Feel free to write and submit it, but it will be up to the editors' discretion whether it aligns with our mission to promote hot married sex in line with a Biblical sexual ethic, and whether it is therefore suitable for publishing.]
Ministry Guy, what a beautiful story you shared. It makes me happy to hear of married couples in ministry having great sex together. It pushes back against the stereotype that ministers are either sexually repressed, or else indulging in sinful behaviors behind the scenes.
I hope to see more stories from you soon. Keep it up and may God continue to bless your work in ministry and your union with your beautiful wife Sarah!
-NorthernSky
Dear Ministry Guy
Thank you for sharing your story. Its elements really made me feel so much better after being ill in bed for two weeks. It was hot and sensual, and it hit just the right spot for me (if you know what I mean 😉).
When Master Joe does something incredibly Kind and out of the blue, I love to thank him. Timing is important for me ensuring he is away for a few nights with work so he can savour the forthcoming playtime.
I particularly love making his anticipation for what's coming part of my gratitude, especially if he is away from home with work.
I may build his excitement for me by sending little sexy messages. He loves to hear me read MH stories aloud, so I will leave him voice notes with extracts I particularly find exciting and then audio of me enjoying them. I will tell him exactly what he can do with me when he gets home.
I may also send photos of what I am going to be wearing, photos of me!
When he returns, I will be a good girl and wait for him to arrive home, kneeling at the door, his favourite toy in my outstretched arms, ready to show him how much I appreciate him—allowing him to use me as he sees fit.
Love Lauren.
Very hot story brother. Married sex is such a blessing!
With apologies for being off-topic, but can someone please explain how to put a poll, like the one here, into a post. I can see the poll option in the editor when making a post, but I've never been able to work out how to actually make it all work.
Thanks!
[From MH: It's something that has to be set up by an editor or admin. If anyone wants to set up a poll as part of a post, make a note about it to the editors in your submission, and we'll set one up if it's a relevant and useful addition to the post.]
The story is hot, and I really love the throwback thought to your first date. It’s just sweet and also incredibly hot.
Thanks for sharing such a wonderful story!
Woah, that was a story. That a pastor and his church is all in is pretty cool.
My 'something else' is not easy to explain. There's something about how I go about wanting sex that turns my wife on. Forthright, confident that we will have sex because I want it gets her going. She tells me the way I go about wanting sex fits my personality. I'm all over her until it happens, particularly if I had just masturbated. She likes that a lot.