I was dating the pastor's daughter at church. We were 16 and she was an incredible blonde who dressed conservatively in long dresses. One Sunday during her father's sermon, she grabbed my hand and squeezed it and smiled her dirty little smile...I knew she was up to something. She then stood up and acted as if she was going to the bathroom.

Several minutes later I walked out, and met her by the water fountain. She then pointed to the "Cry Room" - a soundproof room for mothers with children that had a window overlooking the sanctuary. We were alone, and we locked the door behind us...she said you have 10 minutes before he's done.

I immediately reached for the hem of her dress and raised it to find that she wasn't just wearing pantyhose, but a garter belt with stockings, thong panties and some incredible 6 inch heels. I was instantly hard. After pulling the thong out of her crack, I slipped a finger into her wetness and massaged her clit. She was soaking wet, and gently moaning. I unzipped and slipped my cock into her tight pussy so slowly.

The vision of that beautiful long blue dress gathered over her waist and my cock slipping between her cheeks and into her pussy was incredible. I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled out and squirted cum all over her perfect ass.

We dressed and left, but in the confusion I didn't notice that her dress was stained with my cum until we were in the reception hall after church and one of the older men in the church asked what she sat in...there was a stain. Oops.