Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 8.5

Then again, a good scare and a shot of adrenaline running through my system was a great way to find the strength to get out of my current predicament. Sounds of doors opening and closing down the hall got me off of my new favorite “toy” and up on my feet, fast enough to grab my dress and get it on before one of the Sunday school teachers had opened the door.

“There you are, your mom seemed to be worried about you and asked if I could go look for you, and here you are,” she looked at me with a smile on her face.

“Yeah, I was just feeling a little nauseous and it gets so hot in there and…”

“You’re right, I know exactly what you mean, and you still look a little flushed.”

I looked back at the desk, toy still sticking up straight, covered in my pussy juices, “Yeah! But maybe we should head back before my mom freaks out any more.”

I walked out, hoping she would follow me, but instead I heard her say, “why is this so sticky? Kids can be so gross sometimes.”

With that I quickly walked back to the main area and just in time as today’s sermon was finally finishing up. I really had no idea how long I was gone for, then again, I had no idea how long the sermon would be and got back to sitting next to my mother before the pastor finished making the announcements for the month. I was kind of shocked to see Mrs. Platt, up on the stage, sitting in her usual spot, looking as calm and collected as what we were all used to. You would have never known she was just fucking someone half her age a few hundred feet away. I really hoped that her or Brian would realize that it was my dress hanging off of the fan a few feet away from them as they were fucking.

When things were finally done, I prayed my parents would just want to leave, hungry for lunch, instead of the usual roam around and talk to our neighbors. I guess even in a church, some prayers do go unanswered.

I tried to walk off, to at least stand in the corner but my mom wasn’t having any of that this time as she grabbed my arm, “nope, not letting you out of my sight again so you can vanish for another hour.”

The first stop of course was the pastor and his wife. Nothing could have felt more awkward as standing in front of a woman you practically grew up around and knowing how she looks naked begging to be fucked. For a moment her eyes trailed and I watched as she instinctually bit her lip. I couldn’t help but look behind me to see Brian passing by and stop to make eye contact with her and then look over at me.

“Hey, don’t I know you from somewhere, did we go to school together?” I’m not sure what brought this on suddenly, especially after going to school together for 4 years and this was the first time, he had ever said something to me.

“Yeah, I think we had a class or two together.” I tried to play it calm but realized that I still was holding the used condom in my right hand and could picture him completely naked, cock and all.

It was kind of funny to see his eyes wanting to look at Mrs. Platt and if you didn’t know any better, you’d just think he was waiting for his turn to talk to the pastor, but I knew better. Worse was that my eyes wanted to see that massive monster he was hiding and couldn’t help but look down to picture it.

“Ok sweetie, time to go get something to eat, your father is starving,” my mom tapped on my shoulder, snapping me back to reality, just in time as well before Brian noticed what I was looking at.

“Well, got to go, maybe I’ll see you at church or around town sometime,” I said to him, obviously still lost in some fantasy as he was now staring at the pastor’s wife.

“Yeah,” I watched as he adorably blushed, looking at me once again, “yeah, definitely,” his eyes meeting mine and then strangely scanning me from my neck down, “nice dress by the way,” were the last words he said before I was dragged away by my mother.

Did he recognize my dress? On the way out I bent over and quickly dropped the condom into the trash can before anyone noticed. I couldn’t wait to get home to tell Natalie exactly what happened and that’s when I realized how incredibly I lucky I was to now have her in my life. To have someone to open up to and not freak out and especially someone who wasn’t going to blackmail me for the stuff I did. After a nice lunch with my parents at Moe’s, which was very much needed, being so horny and orgasms tend to give me an appetite and a big fat burrito was exactly what I needed to fill me at that time. The second I got home however, I closed my door and immediately called up Nat.

“You wouldn’t believe what happened today?!?!”

“Weren’t you at church? If this is some kind of Jesus thing, I’m not interested, sorry.”

“Even if it was the pastor’s wife yelling it out while getting fucked?”

“I’m listening.”