The Church Group Sinner

I was shopping at the mall one day when I felt an arm reach around me and place a hand on my chest.

"Hello, handsome! Guess who, no peeking" a playful feminine voice said over my shoulder.

Overcoming my initial surprise, I recognized the voice. It was from a really beautiful woman with long curly red hair and a bright smile I had been flirting with at church, back when I still went.

"Uhhh, Mindy... Mandy... Manda... help me out here." I said back.

"Do you have that much trouble remembering all the women you flirt with?" she said back, still playful.

"Only the really pretty ones." I replied. "I start thinking of sinful thoughts and my memory goes straight to hell."

She pulled me tighter against her, pressing herself against my back, and whispered "Melinda" in my ear.

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you again, Melinda. Since I'm not looking at you, there's a good chance I'll remember your name this time. Now let me get a look at you."

I stepped forward out of her grasp, turned around, and took Melinda in. There was that long curly red hair I expected. Melinda was a skinny ginger woman in her early 20s complete with signature freckles over pale white skin. She had green eyes under bright red eyebrows that matched her natural red hair color, and a smile that radiated her personality and playfulness. Melinda was wearing a greyish red sport blazer and miniskirt showing off her long legs into a pair of red high heels. It looked like she had just been working in an office and definitely not the longer dresses of her Sunday clothes.

We met at church through the young singles group. Neither of us were as into it as some of the others seemed to be, so we ended up just hanging out with each other at events and joking about the challenges of Christian dating in our 20s after already being sexual. Neither of us seemed to really feel broken about it. There were those who were holding out for marriage or were virgins for other reasons, and it didn't seem like dating any of them would be a good match.

Melinda, on the other hand, felt like she was facing some of the same demons I was. We both knew what sex was, had felt it, and enjoyed it. I think we were both trying to hold back and make better relationship choices, but it seemed like making that choice with her would be a backstep into lust and sin. I couldn't tell if she felt the same way, nor how well she was doing with resisting her own demons.

I was not doing as well resisting my lust for her at the mall as I did at the church. She had this perfume that reminded me of a tigress prowling in a jungle. It reached out and stunned me like I was now on her hunting ground and she was making the final approach before pouncing. The feeling of her hand against my chest and her body against my back had already felt like the warm embrace of a familiar lover. Though we weren't touching, and she was standing in front of me happily, I was already wanting to be back in her arms again.

"I uh... I'm genuinely sorry I didn't remember your name. I was being honest about getting a bit flustered talking to you, and I do have a hard time remembering people's names if I don't see them in writing." I added, with a bit of vulnerability.

"I like talking to you, and I've been wanting to spend more time with you." Why the hell did I say that?

"Truth is, your hand on my chest felt really good" I said as I realized my brain had no more connection with my mouth. It was like a totally different person was talking.

Melinda smiled brighter, stepped closer to me, and put her hand against my chest again.

"Awww, you mean you like my hand like this?" she asked, her warm hand pressed over my fast beating heart.

I stepped toward her, put my arms around her, and pressed against her with her hand still on my chest. "How about like this?"

Melinda slid her hand from my chest, wrapped both arms around me, laid her head against my chest completing the embrace, and said:

"Like this." She said, as we held the embrace.

"We never really got to talk much about it, but what's your thoughts about sex before marriage at this point?" She asked after ordering our food at dinner. After the embrace, we had decided to go to a restaurant at the mall to talk and get some food. I wasn't that hungry, for food, anyway.

"I have mixed thoughts about it. Sometimes I think I might be waiting and others I'm more realistic with myself and how I feel about sex. I think I'll have sex again before marriage, but I've spent a few years getting over a big breakup that broke a lot of trust." I said.

"Was she your first?" Melinda asked.

"She was my first everything, but there were a few others in the in betweens. We went one and off for about five years, then broke up my third year of college." I said.

"You haven't had sex since then?"

"The first summer after the break up she and I had sex again once. I had sex a few times with another ex from high school after that, so it's been about two years now." I said.

"You seriously haven't had sex in two years? With all the flirting and innuendo you do?" Melinda said in disbelief.

"Genuinely, the flirting is fun, but I also feel like there's something there that once I give into it, that's kind of it, you know? I've only had three, almost four sexual partners. Originally I thought I was going to wait until marriage like a good baptist boy. I spent a lot of time after the breakup thinking about the jealousy and need for control I felt, and I'm not sure when I get back into things with someone again if I'll be better or worse." I said.

"Ooooh, you were one of those. You were a true believer of love and happy ever afters, weren't you?"

"I love a good Disney movie." I laughed back. "How about you? How are you landing with the no sex before marriage thing?"

"I'm not. I can barely stand going a month, if that. I love the sex, but then men I meet who want it with me are bad for me, so I'm trying something different."

"Attending a singles group at a baptist church does that how, exactly?" I asked.

"I want to meet a good man, but not too good of a man, if you get what I'm saying. I want someone with better habits, someone a bit more reliable, and who I might even have an interest in something more with longer term." she said.

"I can see the logic in that. There just comes that point where men really like that might feel a certain way about sex and love that's more restrictive than what you're looking for."

"Well, I have my ways of persuasion, and then, there's you." she said playfully, almost laughing.

I was shaking with excitement and bruising against my self-restraint thinking about what sex would be like with Melinda. It had been a long time, and the time away from being in a relationship or having sex with anyone had been nice. Still at odds in myself was the bigger question of whether I wanted to wait again until marriage or stray away from religion again. Falling back on religion just made things more simple, because the answer should have been no.

The answer, though, wasn't no. I had my own beliefs, desires, and know damn well what sex was and what it would feel like with Melinda. I had been going through doubts for years, and some of the experiences with women the last three had become almost regrets. I decided I was ready to move forward.

"I don't think I'll need too much persuasion from you, and I'm open to your ideas. Here's where I'm at with it. Fuck Disney endings. I don't own you, you don't own me, we see where this road goes but I don't want to get stuck on jealousy and feel the need to control you. That means you don't control me, either." I said, feeling decisive.

Melinda stopped for a minute and just stared at me in surprise at my honesty.

"You've had some bad experiences, and so have I. We aren't each other's firsts, I doubt we'll be our lasts, so we might as well enjoy what's here right now, right?" I added.

"I don't want it to seem like sex is the only thing I'm looking for." Melinda said. "I am looking for someone who is more stable than people I've seen before."

"Well, I think I might be the right mix you're looking for, and I can promise you the best time you'd get out of the young singles group at church" I laughed.

"Oh, yeah? How about Tim?" asked Melinda.

"Tim? I mean if you really want to fuck in that bedroom shrine to American Girl dolls, be my guest. I think Tim has some other interests in the sex department though. I wish he could just come out and be done with it, but that's another thing I have with that church." I said back.

"Yeah, you're right, but he is fun to go shopping with." Melinda beamed back. "This doesn't sound like I need to persuade you at all."

"The door is open. I didn't say the zipper is down yet." I winked at Melinda. "Got to wine and dine me first at least."

"Right here is dinner!" she gestured at the table.

"Good point. Does this mean you're getting the check?"

I paid for dinner, and we agreed to go to Melinda's place.

Melinda lived in a small apartment near downtown. She had a job working at a big bank, but didn't seem to spend a lot of time at her place even when she wasn't working. Her living room was spotless, and mostly unused aside from a rumpled blanket near what was definitely her spot on the couch. It might have been a little elegant, but was very spartan.

"Time for the wine!" Melinda said, heading to the kitchen.

I looked around through her little dining table area and almost kitchenette as she opened a cabinet and pulled out an open bottle of cheap red. She got out two mismatched glasses and poured a healthy amount of the red in each. I took a sip, and not being much of a wine guy yet, just enjoyed its flavor and decided to take a larger sip as I looked at her doing the same.

"So I think this is where we need to talk about a couple of health related things, if that's ok. It's been a few years since I've had any sexual contact with anyone. I've had STD testing in that time. I don't have any STDs or anything. I don't want to have any kids yet." I said.

"That's nice of you to say all that up front. I got tested a few months ago by my doctor. I was getting something checked out, but it turned out to be nothing. I've had sex with two other guys since then, but I made them use condoms because of that." Melinda said. "Having a close call with something kind of scared me a bit."

"That's unfortunate to hear, but I'm glad you made it through ok. I'm good with using condoms, I just don't usually cum with them on." I said.

"Well where do like to cum, then, when you use them?" Melinda asked.

"When I can't cum inside a pussy raw, I like to get as close as I can and get sucked off for the finish. I prefer to see women swallow, but all I do is shoot the load. What you do with it is up to you." I joked with Melinda, stepping forward and touching my hand to her lip.

"Fuck that," Melinda smiled. "Spitters are quitters"

I kissed Melinda, the taste of the wine mixing with our spit as our tongues probed and explored each other's mouths. We embraced and started feeling each other through our clothes. I felt the pressure of three years of desire build in my balls and cock, and I wanted her right then and there.

Melinda was still in her work wear - the blazer and the miniskirt. She had taken her heels off at the door when we came in, so she was a few inches shorter than me. As I ran my hands against her back and down her body, I noticed I only felt the jacket and miniskirt. I didn't feel any of the telltales of anything underneath.

I undid the buttons of her blazer and pulled her jacket of her. My touch had been right, as I suddenly had a completely topless woman in my arms. I kept kissing Melinda, more turned on by how she had been naked under her clothes through the entire mall and dinner.

Melinda had a slender frame and slight mounds of breasts, with light pinkish nipples. I kissed my way down her neck, hunched over almost to a knee, and I started kissing and sucking her nipples. Melinda's breathing got heavier, and she held my head to her chest looking down at me with desire. Our eyes met, and I was glad to be breaking my sex fast with her.

I turned Melinda around in my grasp, and bent her over her dining table. I left the miniskirt on but pulled it up, revealing a tight, round ass perfect for her smaller body. Her asshole and pussy were on clear display from behind, and I buried my nose in her ass to start licking and eating her pussy from behind. I used my hands to squeeze her ass, and then hold her hips in place as she started to grind and move against my face.

My dick had grown hard in my pants as I was eating Melinda's pussy, and her taste had bypassed most of my cognitive thoughts and went right to wanting to fuck her over her kitchen table. I stood up, put my hand on her back a moment to let her know I wanted her to stay there, then reached in my pocket to pull out a condom. I held the condom in one hand and undid my belt and pants with the other, then pulled out my cock, raised it up, and let it fall with a thud on her lower back.

Melinda moaned as she felt the underside of my shaft on her back, and squirmed forward to get it in the divot of her ass cheeks. The tip of my cock was still up on her kidney, and she started to grind my balls and the shaft with her ass. I let out a soft grunt myself as I watched my cock roughly slide on her, feeling our skin touch. It felt so good feeling her skin against mine, and I held the condom in my hand with regret of being so very good in our sex talk.

Still, I ripped open the package, pulled out the condom, found the right side of it, and slipped it on the tip of my cock and rolled it down the shaft. I moved back a step and pointed it to her pussy, letting it drag through her pussy lips to pick up some of her wetness before slowly pushing the tip inside her. I felt her warmth through the condom and how easily it slid further into her hole, her muscles gripping along my cock's sides. Even though it wasn't skin to skin, Melinda felt so damn good.

I started making some shallow, slow thrusts once my dick was halfway in her. Melinda had gasped and held her breath the first few seconds, finally letting it out with an "OH MY GOD!" the neighbors likely heard.

As I started making deeper strokes in her pussy, I felt my shaft and balls get wet with her juice past where the condom stopped. Melinda felt incredible, and with a final sharp thrust, I pushed in her as deep as her pussy would let me. I felt her insides convulse against my dick like a foreign invader and she gasped sharply. I held her hips against mine and felt her spasm in my grasp.

"OOOOOOOHMYYYGAAAAWWWWD!" Melina yelled with my dick deep inside her. I felt my cock twitch, and I resumed steady, long thrusts in and out of her pussy. Melinda started to paw at the table like she was grasping for purchase to steady herself. I was practically holding her up with my hands and dick anyway, so kept thrusting knowing she wasn't going to fall.

"I've got you, baby. You aren't going anywhere. How do I feel?" I grunted out between thrusts.

"I didn't see your cock! I had no idea! Fuck you ought to warn a girl." Melinda said.

"Sorry," I said, slowing down, "I wanted to see if you'd fuck me for me and not the size of my dick."

Catching her breath, "I'd have been down anyway, but now my insides feel like they've been speared. I sure as hell still want to fuck you, just take it easy on the deep poking, ok?"

"You're right, I should have at least been a little easier on that thrust. I'm glad you want to keep going. Everything else feel good?" I asked.

"Fuck yeah, now keep fucking me, big guy." she said.

I resumed fucking Melinda over her table, and her moans resumed as her pussy grabbed back on my dick like before. I felt her warmth enclose around me, and I quickened my pace as we both started breathing heavier. I took care not to hit her depths so hard again, but got far enough comfortably for her where I felt my balls start slapping against her clit.

"Holy fuck your balls feel good!" Melinda said, and the stimulation did something for us both as I felt my load start to build. My breathing got heavier as I felt the moment building. Melinda was about to reach her third orgasm, and her pussy started spasming around my shaft. Even with the condom, this was enough for my load to start leaking and trigger my own point of no return.

"I'm cumming baby!" I said as Melinda moaned in her own release. I slowly stroked in her pussy to draw out my orgasm, letting my cum drain into the condom inside her. Her own spasms helped the effort.

When we caught our breath, I pulled my dick out by the condom and started to remove it. Melinda took over, pulling the condom off.

"This is the best part" she said, bringing the condom to her lips and pouring my cum in her mouth. She showed me her tongue covered with my cum, closed her mouth, and swallowed. My dick quivered registering my reaction to it.

"Fuck baby that was hot. Thank you. Did you enjoy the rest of it?" I asked, checking in on my adjustment.

"Fuck yes, you did a great job. How are you feeling about sinning wiith me?" She asked back.

"I think you found your church group sinner." I winked back. We were just getting started.