Most people think I’m perverted when I mention that I’d love to have sex in a church; but, I my brother finally gave in. It must be something about us Southerners who like this sort of thing. One of my brother’s friends cleaned the local church and offered to give me a key in order to carry out my twisted plan. I walked up to the podium and pretended to preach about the sanctity of sex and how everyone should have more of it. Then, my brother went up to the piano in the upper deck; he started playing “Everybody must get stoned” and we both sang. I found my way up there and we began strip each other’s clothes off; we were so fucking horny that we didn’t even kiss…we just groped at each other. He slid me against the piano keys and began fucking my pussy. I watched his slippery cock go in and out of my eager cunt; and then I’d look down at the pulpit, the red fabric seats, and clench his dick inside of me. I told him to fuck me harder and bite my tits, and he did. I squirted juices all over the piano keys and his pants that were below his knees. My clit, so far pushed out, rubbed against his belly and I came again as he shot his big load of cum deep inside me.
We jumped down below the banister when we heard the door to the church open; women were chattering about flowers and “the bride.” Our eyes grew large. There was about to be a wedding in the church and there was no way for us to get out. When we realized that no one was going to use the piano where we were, we relaxed. As the minister talked about love and Christ, I began sucking my brother’s cock. After he shot all over my face, he fucked me in the ass; but, he had to cover my mouth to keep me quiet. By the end of the wedding, we looked at our mess. There was cum everywhere…hymnbooks, piano keys, and even felt seat at the organ. I giggled and threw my panties under the lid of the piano; the perverted little organ boy was going to have wet dreams for years because of us!
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