Altar Boy SeXStoRY

Darlene Wood has been active in the church for years. Her c***dren and grandc***dren attended the church school. She is very active and known by all the members and especially the k**s as she was a volunteer in the lunchroom. She has watched most of the young ones grow into adulthood and all the k**s would call her Mrs. W. Even today they run up to her, hug her when they see her anywhere. She can be depended on by church staff to assist with any type of event, especially weddings and funerals. She knows exactly what the minister needs to conduct the service and sees that everything is perfect. Her age? No one is really sure but she is a grandmother and doesn’t look or act like it. Her light brown hair with tinges of honey color standout when in the sunshine and it hangs halfway down her back. I am sure she dyes it but it always looks do soft and I bet it smells good. She is small, about five feet tall, medium build with breasts about 36D. She has a sweet southern accent that gets your attention right away. Big brown eyes and whatever her age, no wrinkles in her face and never too much makeup. Today I have volunteered to be an Altar Server for a mass being held for an old friend of my parents. Since school is out for the summer and jobs are scarce, there is not much for a s*******n year old boy to do, plus, they pay $10.00 for serving at a funeral. I haven’t served on the altar for awhile and I hope that whoever is setting up will forgive me being a little rusty. I see Mrs. W coming in the side door, she is dressed in a dark blue skirt, matching jacket with a knit pull over shirt that comes up to her neck. Her pretty hair is pulled back with a hair clasp holding so that it hangs in the center of her back in a pony tail. She looks so business-like I hope she is in charge. She smiles big, “Jason, what are you doing here?” She hugs me tight and says it is good to see me. “You have really grown up into quite a man.” Being much shorter than me I am able to smell her hair as her head is just below my chin. Gosh it smells sweet and clean and her breasts are hard against my chest. “I am serving as Altar Server for the funeral. Mom and Dad thought it to be a good idea because of being such close friends with the f****y.” “Great. I will be setting up the altar while you go back to the Altar Server’s room and pick-out an Alb that will fit. You know those robes are made mostly for smaller k**s but I am sure you will find something. If not let me know.” “After I got here I wasn’t sure that my Cargo Shorts and T shirt would be acceptable.” “Oh yeah, you are fine. The Alb will cover your clothes and the only thing that will show will be your shoes. You are fine.” “Thanks Mrs. W, I’m so glad you are in charge today. I feel much more comfortable now.” “Jason you will do fine,” as she hugs me again, pushing those firm tits into my chest. I had to nuzzle her hair one more time but my prick was starting to grow. “I’d better get ready Mrs. W, I’ll be right back.” I rushed down the hall hoping she had not noticed my cock starting to bulge in my shorts, As I arrived at the room, the rack holding the robes had fallen over and all the Albs were on the floor. I began my search and after several, found one that fit. My erection had started to go down a bit and I was glad that I had something that would cover my attraction to Mrs. W. It was almost time for the service to start so she gave a few reminders of what to do. I told her about the rack being broken and she said after the service she would fix it. During the service I noticed Mrs. W looking at me and smiling. Was she smiling because she realized I got a hard on while she was hugging me? I shouldn’t be thinking about things like that but I don’t want her to think badly of me. The service ended and the church began to empty out. The priests always get out, wasting no time after a mass leaving Mrs. W and me. Mrs. W said I have to make sure all doors are locked and secure so you go ahead and hang up your robe. I reminded her, the rack is broken and she said don’t worry I’ll fix it. You go ahead and do whatever you have to do. “Aw, I don’t have anything to do. I’ll help you. My girlfriend has to go to work after-while so I am free for the afternoon.” I headed back to begin picking up. Mrs. W walked in and Jason was bending over picking up robes. His tight ass was quite visible and it is apparent that he has been working out as his physique was just right and well toned. She admired the view and said, “What a mess. This is going to take some doing.” She removed her jacket, laying it on the desk. Oh my gosh her firm breasts were better shaped than I remembered. Although she has a bra on, the nipples stood erect. I felt the penis begin to grow so quickly squatted down to begin assorting in order to hide my bulge. I can’t believe this is happening to me. She squatted next to me, pulling her skirt up to her thighs. I said I’ll get this Mrs. W. “Please call me Darlene, you are old enough plus it makes me feel old to be called Mrs. W.” She lost her balance for a moment and fell over on me. Our faces were close and she smelled so good. Her eyes caught mine and we just kept our position moving our lips closer and closer. Soon we were kissing and her tongue was swirling around in my mouth. My dick was so I hard I thought I was going to tear my shorts. We kissed passionately for a few minutes and I caressed her tits through her clothes. She placed her small soft hand under my T shirt rubbing my belly and chest until she reached one of my nipples. She ran her finger around it until it was taut. She then moved her hand to the other tit and I was beginning to get chills. She pulled my shirt up to my neck and began kissing my tits. She ran her tongue around them and tugged on them until I thought I would scream. We returned to the kissing and she ran her hand up my shorts pant leg to my throbbing cock. She sighed when she grabbed it, wrapping her fingers around it and began rubbing. I know the pre-cum was leaking and she was smearing it over the head of my cock. She had me stand up and slowly pulled my shorts and underwear off. My cock was standing straight up and wanting to fuck her. She wrapped both of her small hands around my cock and began lick the head running her tongue over the shaft, moaning as she placed her lips over the full head. She moved her head back and forth, sucking, licking and squeezing. I was so hot. I reached down pulled her blouse over her head revealing those luscious tits trying to get out of her bra. As she continued sucking I reached over unsnapping her bra and they fell free. More beautiful than I had imagined. Her nipples were taut so I reached down and began pulling on each. I pulled at her tits and her moans became louder. Mrs. W, er Darlene I am going to shoot, I am going to shoot my balls feel like they are going to explode. She quickly pulled my dick out of her mouth and I shot a stream of cum all over her chest and titties. I lifted her to her feet and leaned down to suck her breasts. I licked my cum as I nibbled on her nipples. She was hot and dropped her skirt to the floor, placing one of my hands on her pussy. Her panties were soaked so I slid them to side and felt a warm wet pussy as I slid my finger into her cunt. I kept finger fucking her as I sucked her breasts. She started moaning and saying, “Fuck me Jason. Fuck me, fuck my pussy. Put your hot cock into me.” I removed her panties. I lifted her up, sitting her on the desk. She spread her legs and her pussy was glistening with droplets of cum. My dick was harder than before so I put my cock up to the lips and teased her a little by rubbing the head around her clit and folds of her cunt. She began begging to be fucked so I pushed it in deeper and she gasped, spreading her legs wider and wider, fuck me, fuck me. Her tittles were bouncing and she was ready to cum. Oh shit I ‘m going to cum ….aaahhhhh I’m coming and we both shot our loads, climaxing like I had never climaxed before. As we kissed and I rubbed her tits she rubbed her wet pussy on my stomach. I felt a warm hand grab my cock and begin rubbing it. It wasn’t Darlene’s hand and as I turned to see, it was my girlfriend Amanda. Amanda continued to jack me off and got on her knees, licking at Darlene’s pussy. Soon she had her faced buried in that hot cunt and licking the juices we had just shot. I was so hot that my girlfriend had joined in I began kissing and licking her lips. Darlene sat up, reached over and removed Amanda’s blouse. Amanda seldom wore a bra and true to her form, none today. Her pert little tits stood straight out tempting Darlene to suck them. Darlene sucked and ran her tongue around Amanda’s tits while I removed Amanda’s slacks and panties. Her pussy was soaking wet. Darlene asked if she could suck Amanda’s pussy. Amanda laid back on the desk and spread her legs. Darlene began kissing around the edges of the pussy and flicking her clit as she stuck her tongue into the begging cunt. Amanda’s hips began moving up and down as she begged for Darlene to eat her. I needed some action as my dick was hard as a pole again so I bent Darlene over and pushed my dick in as far as it would go. She groaned and fucked. I fucked her hard and she sucked Amanda’s pussy. Cum was running out of her pussy, her tits were hanging so I reached around and pulled and kneaded her tits and nipples until she shot another load. Amanda’s pussy was ready for a cock. I moved into position and inserted it in. She wanted it all and right now. Darlene moved around and sucked her tits. Amanda was in ecstasy. She had never been fucked by a woman much-less a woman and man at the same time. This was more than she could ever dream of. Amanda looked at her watch and said, “I have to go or I will be late for work.” Darlene asked, “Just out of curiosity, how did you get in?” I had a few minutes to spare on the way to work and remembered Jason was attending the funeral so I stopped in just as it was ending. I had to use the restroom so went straight back there. When I came out, the doors were locked and I was looking for someone to let me out. As I walking down the hall I heard noises, like moans and I was worried someone was hurt. When I got to this door, I looked in and saw you two fucking like Jason has never fucked me before. At first I was shocked but when I saw his cock penetrate your awaiting pussy and you moaning I got turned on. I stood back, fingered myself and watched a good fuck. Amanda said, “I gotta go and you two really have a mess to clean up.” As Darlene picked up her panties and bra, shoved them in her purse said, “I hope I can get into the house without my husband seeing how exhausted I am. She straightened her skirt, shirt and hair. Her nipples were swollen and poking thru her shirt. Jason couldn’t take his eyes off of them but knew they had to go. They made a temporary fix of the robe rack and headed for the door. Darlene had never, never been fucked like that before. Her pussy was still wet and she could go another couple of rounds with Jason but had to get home. Darlene waived as she drove off. Jason not wanting this fuck session to stop knew he had fucked a woman that many of the boys and some of their fathers want to fuck, but he too, waived back, sat in his car thinking of the fuck he just had. Hoping there would be another time. He looked out where Darlene had been parked and there was her jacket. She must have dropped it getting into her car. He jumped out, picked it up but she was out of sight. Maybe I should take it by her house to her? (What do you think, should he?)