Matthew had served as a pastor at the local church for a few months now. Andrea thought he preached well, though his teachings were not the primary focus on her mind. She often felt herself distracted by impure thoughts about the pastor. Her eyes would trace the outline of his athletic body, and she would imagine herself being taken advantage of by the handsome man. The fact that he worked in the house of God only intensified her fantasies. She would picture herself sucking on him secretly from beneath the pulpit as he preached. She would fantasize about being stretched naked on a cross for him to taste the flower between her legs. She often found herself getting turned on when she would watch him preach on Sundays, only leaving her with lingering desires that grew stronger and stronger.
Now Andrea was quite stunning herself. Her long golden hair cascaded like a waterfall down her back. When she would walk away every Sunday after talking to him, Matthew's eyes couldn't help but admire the beauty of that long hair that led down to her curvaceous ass. Andrea also had beautiful, crystal blue eyes. Matthew would sometimes get lost in them when they spoke, sometimes losing track of what was even being said. He had a moral duty as the pastor to not give in to these temptations. Still, his mind couldn't help but think about her tanned skin, and the perkiness of her breasts.
One Sunday, Andrea decided to go for a walk around the church after the sermon. There was a long path that made for a great nature walk behind the church. As she started to walk, she thought she heard a familiar voice.
"Hello," Andrea said, though she received no answer. The voice continued to talk. She walked towards it and came to a window, revealing Matthew's private quarters on the church grounds. Matthew was kneeling down in prayer, his back facing her.
"Heavenly father," he said, "Continue to guide me down the path of righteousness so that I might serve this community. Give me the strength to resist all temptation; Even Andrea, whose body ignites a fire within me that I struggle to control."
Andrea's eyes widened as she heard him speak of her. Matthew then stood up and began to undress. He unbuttoned his shirt all the way down and slipped it off, starting from his broad shoulders. Andrea admired the sight of muscles rippling on his back as he began to undo the belt on his pants. Soon his strong legs were revealed as he stood now only in his boxers. Matthew started to turn around and Andrea ducked beneath the window, escaping his notice.
Matthew decided to shower before he had to give an afternoon sermon. He slipped off his boxers and began to walk into the bathroom. Andrea peaked up and caught a glance of his c*ck and his tight ass. Andrea felt herself becoming flushed as she heated up from the sight of his masculine beauty.
Matthew got into the shower and turned the water on. Andrea heard it running. She thought about walking away, but her heart and her body ached for her to stay. She walked around the building and found the door entering into Matthew's quarters. Matthew did not hear her enter his room, but he did hear someone enter the bathroom. He could not see Andrea because of the steam and shower curtain. He could only make out the silhouette of a woman.
"Who is there?" he asked.
Andrea didn't answer. Instead, she unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall off her shoulders. She undid her bra and let it fall away as well, allowing her breasts to bounce slightly now that they were free from restriction. She began to rub her breasts in front of the shower curtain.
Matthew was able to distinguish the sexual way in which she was touching herself. He blushed as his c*ck began to harden, fantasizing that it was Andrea. "Whoever it is," he said, "You know this isn't right. You shouldn't be here."
Andrea undid her jeans and slowly stepped out of them, pulling her panties down as well. Her naked body enjoyed the feeling of the steam coming from Matthew's shower. She stepped into the shower, and they faced each other completely for the first time.
Matthew had become completely hardened now. His c*ck pointed longingly at Andrea, her eyes studying his manhood intently. Matthew felt himself overwhelmed with desire for the radiant beauty of Andrea's unclothed form. She seemed like a nymph stepping out of a river in the forest. He wondered if Adam felt this way about Eve.
"Andrea," he said, "This is a sinful thing we are doing. We must stop."
"Sin is the only thing humans are good for," Andrea said, "You of all people should know that." She reached forward and began to stroke his c*ck slowly.
Matthew began to moan, his mind forgetting all of his reservations upon her touch. She began to stroke his c*ck faster as she leaned in and kissed his lips. She hungrily pushed her tongue into his mouth, making his balls bounce as she stroked his c*ck fervently.
Matthew placed his hands on her hips and slowly clawed his way up her stomach. She enjoyed the feeling of being scratched by him. His hands began to rub her breasts, his fore fingers rubbing circles around her nipples to make them harden. He then leaned in and began to suck on her nipples, making her moan out in ecstasy.
Andrea moved closer and began to rub the length of his shaft against her p*ssy, grinding it against the outer folds. She felt his c*ck start to throb against her, turning her on even more.
Matthew stepped back and started to take control. He reached down and began to stroke her clitoris in a circular motion with two fingers, while his other hand began to rub her ass, giving it a slight squeeze. Soon he began to push two fingers inside of her and he traced a finger up and down in between her ass cheeks.
Andrea felt her body becoming weak in his strong hands, struggling not let her legs give in. He began to twist his two fingers around inside her p*ssy as he twisted one finger from his other hand into her ass, exploring the walls of both.
"Oh f*ck," Andrea cried out, "I want your c*ck so badly Matthew. Give it to me. Please."
The sound of her begging for his rod made it twitch a little. He grabbed her hair aggressively and pressed her body up against the wall. Andrea breathed heavily as he slipped his c*ck into her p*ssy from behind her. He began to pump his full length inside of her, making the walls of her p*ssy stretch with his manhood.
Andrea's eyes rolled back as she let out a series of incomprehensible moans. Matthew continued to pull her hair as his other hand gripped her hips. He rammed his c*ck into her forcefully, making her body slide slightly up and down the wet shower wall. Her p*ssy began to spasm against his c*ck as she felt herself climaxing. Matthew let out a grunt as he fired his load deep into her p*ssy, claiming her body with his seed.
Matthew began to kiss her neck as both of their bodies relaxed. "You're my little harlot now, aren't you?" He asked.
"If Jesus could have a slut; Why not you?" Andrea asked rhetorically.
