Sweet Cindy - Sex Stories

Sweet Cindy

... outfits, more risque and feminine then what she wore to class that day. She knew the type of leggings, shoes, bras, and hair and makeup days made Frank easiest to give in and let her pleasure him. He always resisted, but when she really turned him on, she saw it, and he would let her take him in her mouth again. She loved sucking on Pastor Frank, and she had learned, she paid attention to every detail, she knew when he wanted her lips loose and when he wanted them firm, when he wanted short and fast and deep and slow. She began to make a little game of it seeing which technique, noises, and looks made Frank spill his semen the fastest. She always drank every drop. The Lord said in the Bible that a man's seed should not hit the floor, and she would make sure not one drop of her man's did. When Summer came to a close Cindy was really bummed out, as now all her extra-curricular activities would start up and that plus full school days would make it harder to see Pastor Frank and it did. The first month of September was torture. They only saw each other once a week the whole month. Cindy hadn't had to ask Frank to let her pleasure him any more. Now after she came to after Frank had given her an orgasm, she could see just in his eyes how much he NEEDED her to give him release, like he had so kindly given her when she needed it. Frank would come so hard and nearly so fast that she didn't even get to get into a groove or try a new idea. Frank was pent up after a summer of continual ...

... release. Plus, Cindy now had a full wardrobe of Frank's favorite types of bras and made sure to take off her top when she pleasured him. The full padded bright satin colored bras that clasped in the front and had frills or a lace bow in the middle. She loved the look of Frank's eyes when she would strategically unhook the brazier causing her breasts to bounce up and out. They always put on an outstanding performance and Cindy loved timing it to right before he came in her mouth. She also tried to always have some type of leggings, anything that brought attention to her perfect slopping calves and widening and strong thighs. She wore g-string underwear before she would go to Frank's office, enjoying it when he would pleasure her without removing her underwear. She didn't know why, but it always made her cum just a little bit harder. The first week of October was past and Cindy had just finished taking a load of Frank's semen in her belly and was using a wet nap to clean up the spit of hers that had dribbled out during the blowjob and smeared on her tits. As she began to dress again she asked Frank about the homecoming dance. "It's in two weeks, and my mom got me a really nice dress, It a really pretty red with golden floral design. Are you going to be here on Homecoming night?" "Of course," said Frank, "I have to chaperone the dance to be sure there's no monkey business. Did any boys ask you if they could take you?" "Yes, 8 boys did,' Cindy stressed the word boys. "Did you say ...