I know the subject is so taboo... A Pastor is usually a person who has dedicated their life to spreading the word of God, however, this 'man of the cloth' is also dedicated to spreading my legs..

I enjoy my little Craig's List personal ads... this one was different...

I am married, have kids, and am really busy! However, I am lacking a 
good male friend with intellect and basic social skills. I need someone 
who can talk about things other than sex!!!! It's not rocket-science... 
It's respect, friendship, and general interest. Does this mean NO SEX?! 
No! Sex is a definite possibility for the right person.

Me: 5'4", 250lbs, Caucasian, cute, Christian with sin issues;), comedic,
insatiable flirt, good conversationalist, college educated, easy-going, 
busy, active, and worth it! I have baggage... 
But I don't need help carrying it.

One of my first replies was a guy named Leo... he sent a pic and explained that he also had "sin issues" and where he had never cheated on his wife, he believed in a more sexual lifestyle than he had been used to.

We met for coffee a number of times and hands wandered lightly, the flirtatious touching that your body can do involuntarily increased. Smiling wicked little smiles, our eyes seem to pulse with a hunger. He told me he was a psychologist at one of our first meetings... but there was something about him that told me he was not being completely honest... a vibe perhaps? One day we stole a kiss in public, people everywhere and driving by, an area both of us profess to knowing many locals... but he was filled with heat. His lips quivered and tongue hesitantly explored my mouth. His hands trembled and then, as if a switch had been flipped, his passion and desire took over and his hunger, an animalistic need, threatened to rape me of my better judgment. We broke off the kiss, he was visually (well... HEL-LO big boy!) stirred and seemed anxious to think the situation over.

We spoke briefly the next day and he asked about coming to my house for a cup of coffee, I welcomed him over for a chat. He had barely sat on me couch before he confessed... he was a pastor for a large local church. As if I had cleaned my glasses magically, the thought of this man being a pastor made perfect sense... he is a little geeky, weird, with extreme biblical knowledge (I know, ding ding ding!!), and SEXUALLY neglected/repressed. I considered pushing him out of the door, so I stood and walked to it. I engaged the lock and  turned towards Leo, leaning my back against the door briefly so I could look at this tall, skinny, clean-cut, biblical-geek... I pulled my shirt over my head, only my solid back bra left, I walked to him and straddled his lap. His mouth met mine with the same hunger I had felt before. His lips and mouth moved perfectly against mine and his trembling hands somehow managed to  gain a level of strength that I found intoxicating.

I could feel him hard under the cloth separating him from my pussy and I grew more wet. My hand ,like a magnet, reached between my legs to grab his rod and as we touched and moved our clothes dissolved away into thin air, leaving us naked against one another. He slipped himself inside of me, a pedestal for me to hover above him. His chest had a fine layer of curly red hair, rippled in waves across him, my fingers finding his nipples to tweak simultaneously. He yelped and bucked under me, driving himself deeper. I sat up and pulled him out, sliding onto the floor between his legs. I took the tip of him into my mouth  and slurped the length of his cock along the length of my tongue all the way to the back of my throat. I moved him in and out of my mouth, running his head along the roof of my mouth and across my teeth... his pleasure so pure. As he started to squirm under my mouth he pulled me onto the couch and turned me onto my back, burying his face between my legs. He started lapping and licking me, from my ass to my lips, leaving not a single place untouched... expressing a thrill from seeing a nice clean-shaven pussy up close (Oh yes!). He started slapping my clit and then plunged a finger into me... then two fingers, then three... his other hand rubbed my clit and explored my ass gently while he flicked his tongue over me. As my body heats from within and I exploded in an orgasm, I drench his hand unexpectedly in my sweet squirting. He looked at me, surprised at first, only to lick his fingers like a pro! He slipped himself inside of me again, a gutteral noise growing from within  him... and as he came he moaned and growled like a lion on his prey, and I had been claimed...

In the eyes of God, all sins are equal... however this one particular sin was MUCH more fun...