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Pulpit to Pussy 2
By
Jan
Kara, the choir director, was not put off by Ms. Jones's, (aka Jacqueline's) self-professed inability to sing. She persisted in asking Ms. Jones until she reluctantly agreed to at least show up at rehearsal. The choir met every Tuesday at seven PM and Ms. Jones agreed to be at the next practice.
She sat in her car in the church parking lot before the appointed time asking herself what she was doing here. She was just about to start her car and back out of the parking space when she was startled by the knuckles wrapping on the window on the driver's side.
She jumped with a start as Kara was trying to open the door. It was not until she pushed the button on the door lock that she was able to gain entry. She stuck her head into the car and asked Ms. Jones if she planned to sit there all night. Her face was so close that Jacqueline could smell the onions Kara had had with dinner. It was not an offensive smell to her. She licked her lips before responding to the question.
"I was about to chicken out and go home."
"Then I got here just in time. Why don't you come along with me and let me introduce you to the rest of the choir?"
Jacqueline pulled the key from the ignition and picked up her purse from the passenger seat and put her left leg out of her car. Kara had to stand back to give her room to exit. As she closed the door she pushed the remote control button and they heard the chirp of the alarm system arming it's self.
Kara took her by the arm and guided her through a back door to the school's dinning hall where the choir practiced. Kara led her to the front of the area set up with chairs arranged in a semicircle. Most of the seats were occupied but some of the group was at a table getting coffee or punch and cookies made by the women that looked after them.
Kara introduced Jacqueline to the group and she was met with good-natured ribbing from some of the members like "Why would a smart good looking woman want to become a slave to a dictator like Kara?" or "Your voice may belong to God but your behind will belong to Kara." Others stood up and extended their hands in greeting.
Kara interrupted the welcome by asking the pianist to give her a cord. Jacqueline did not know what key she sang in. So at Kara's request she had Jacqueline work her way down the scale until she was satisfied that she knew Jacqueline's key.
She asked the alto section to make room for Jacqueline and gave her a stack of sheet music. They worked on several numbers that were obviously going to be used for the following weekend's sermon. The practice was about two hours long and afterwards the members of the choir broke up in groups. They congregated around the coffee urn and chatted about things like what their children were doing in school or gossip about who was dating who. Some even started folding up chairs and putting them on wheeled racks that went under a stage at the north end of the dinning hall.
Kara took Jacqueline by the arm and pulled her aside and chided her for not telling the truth about her ability to sing.
"You do have a natural voice. In a few weeks I will even be able to make a soloist out of you."
"You're to kind! I know that I have no talent for singing."
"Let me be the judge of that! Dear."
Kara had on her own choir robe with a pulpit stole draped around her neck. She liked to keep it on because it established her authority among the choir.
Slowly but surly the hall was emptied leaving the two of them to close and lock the place up. Rather that end the evening abruptly Kara guided Jacqueline down the hall lighted by a few night lights until they arrived at the door to a small office marked "Choir Director."
They entered and Jacqueline took in the surroundings. There were a couple of pictures of religious icons and pictures of past choirs along with past directors. Book shelves contained sheet music and books. The desk was cluttered high with loose papers.
Kara turned around in the small office and backed up until her butt was pressed against her desk. She looked Jacqueline in the eye, got a wicked smile on her face and asked her, "Did you enjoy your interview with Evelyn last week?"
Jacqueline blushed, wondering if Kara knew what they had been doing in the office. Then she figured that as close as the two of them were that Kara must know just about everything that went on in this place.
"Yes indeed, I did enjoy our discussion very much."
Then Kara bluntly asked, "And did you like the feel and taste of her meaty pussy?"
"It is none of your business." Jacqueline responded "but in answer to your question, I did enjoy her pussy very much."
Kara lifted her robe and skirt with one hand to expose her crotch. She did not have panties on. Jacqueline was looking at the thick legs of another black woman almost as large as Evelyn. The round tummy hung over her pubic area almost as much as the pastor. The triangle of pubic hair looked like undivided coiled springs. They interlocked in a tightly matted inverted triangle. The dark chocolate labia protruded beyond the crack of her cunt like pieces of cooked liver. Just looking at it had Jacqueline's mouth watering. "Perhaps you might enjoy this one as well." she said.
Without saying a word the talk skinny woman knelt in front of her and put her face into the moist valley and smelled the flesh. She wrapped her arms around the thick thighs as she stuck her tongue into the slippery hole before her.
Kara placed both of her hands on the back of the nappy headed woman and pulled her face tightly against her cunt. She did not let go until she was fully aroused. Only when she was about to cum did she let go of her head and spread her legs as wide as she could. "Oh my God, send me to heaven darling. Suck it darling make it sing"
When she stood up she let the dress and robe fall over the head of Ms. Jones. She was about to ask her if she would like to have her return the favor when the door to her office opened and Evelyn stuck her head in to invite her to have a cup of coffee with her before going home. She could not miss the bulge in the robe and the long legs crossed between her feet.
"I'm sorry that I disturbed you Kara. We can have a cup of coffee another time."
"Don't leave now Evelyn."
Kara lifted her robe and Evelyn saw their newest member of the congregation sitting on the floor with her arms wrapped around Kara's thick legs. Jacqueline turned her head and looked at Evelyn. Her face was still covered with slim and her makeup was smudged.
There was a pregnant moment of both embarrassment and unbridled sex passed between the three women. Evelyn stepped forward and lifted her own robe and draped it over Jacqueline's head, just as before she was naked under her robe.
Jacqueline turned her attention to the offered pussy. She found it every bit as tasty as it had been the other night. No effort was required on Jacqueline's part to bury her face in the gaping cunt because Kara had stepped forward to hug and kiss her minister. In hugging her she was smashing Jacqueline's head against the wet pussy.
Jacqueline put her arms around the large butt and pulled the cheeks apart. She slipped her finger up and down the sweaty valley. Her finger was moist by the time the tips touched the puckered sphincter. She heard Evelyn give a moan and push out with her sphincter to allow her to insert the finger deep into her bowel. She was getting her ass reamed at the same time the skilled tongue was probing the depths of her cunt. The confined space was filled with the funky smell of hot pussy in no time.
When Evelyn climaxed she stepped back from Jacqueline and pulled the robe away from her head. She rested her back against the door and caught her breath. Her large breasts were heaving up and down with each breath. The minister and choir director helped Jacqueline stand.
They took their time undressing her. They enjoyed watching the designer clothes being removed until she was standing in all her chocolate beauty. When they had her naked they draped her skinny body face up across the desk after sweeping the papers off the top in a single motion of Kara's arm. Kara went around the table and bent over the woman so that she could suck on the chocolate nipples. Her own cream and coffee colored breasts were dangling over Jacqueline's head. It was a simple mater for her to move her head a little to capture one or the other of her chocolate colored nipples to suckle on.
Evelyn took advantage of the swivel chair and sat down before moving between the slender legs. She put her face in the pubic hair and tongue fucked the woman until she was a quivering, sweating and moaning mass of delirious flesh. The final act was to produce her favorite battery powered dildo crucifix and fuck Ms. Jones' cunt and rectum with it until she passed out.
The two women left her to wake up and dress on her own. They had retreated to the rectory to enjoy kneeling in front of each other in turn and have the robe cover them as they ate each other's pussy one last time for the evening.
It didn't take Jacqueline long to discover that this two on one technique had worked on several other female members of the congregation. She wasn't angry about it but she want to get even and she set out to do just that.
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