Getting Serious Part: 1 - S.S.C.

Mid July, and the sun is scorching outside. I practically feel the sun burning though my skin though my bedroom window. Rolling over onto my back, I gaze into the ceiling and being to look back on all the sexual encounters. The one minute mail man, mandingo Mike and his elephant sized dick, and even the pilot that fucked me at altitude cruz. I can never forget the crazy ass couple that lead to my first experience with a female. "Is it time I hang up my promiscuous ways and try to settle down?" I thought to myself.

Reaching over to my night stand I grab my cell phone and long on to Twitter. Updating my status I see 1 unread direct message. I click over and see its from the guy I have been crushing on for quite some time. We've been tweeting back and fourth and Ive been getting real into him. We even traded numbers and traded a couple pictures. "How corny am I to think that I can actually form a relationship over a social network. Like, its only Twitter, how for do I expect it to go," I thought.

His message read, "Sup pa? hope ya day is going well. and i hope you consider meeting me face2face." He'd been asking me to meet him face to face for a while now, but I had constantly blown him off due to my sexual obligations. He has been aggressively trying to get to know me and ritually sending me morning text messages, and making sure my day was going fine. He came off of to me as the committed type, which was something I had be avoiding since my last relationship that ended horrifically.

Rather than responding to his dm right away I logged off Twitter and tossed my favorite porn flick in the DVD player and begun my afternoon session. Stroking my semi hard dick to the rhythm of my favorite porn star Shorty J's fuck pattern, I began to visualize my twitter crush. Imagining him forcing his, massive dick inside me, beating my guts out, then letting me suck off my juices from rock hard dick. Getting ready to bust, I visualized him creaming all over my face.

I rose from my bed and cleaned my self up and got clean sheets form the dresser to change my nut covered sheet. With my mind now clear and some sexual tension released I grabbed my phone and texted my Twitter crush. "Hey papi, I got your dm. My day is going great. I just finished handling some business. and guess what pa. if you down for it, I'd like to meet face to face this weekend at the mall," my text message read.

Within minutes he respond back. His text read, "awww that what up. I'm glad all is well with you. ill be honored to finally meet you. :-) see you there at 2pm Saturday. xoxo." After reading his text my heart begun to beat rapidly. The thought of meeting this guy was different from meeting the other guys in the past. He actually seem genuinely interested in getting to know me. My fear of commitment was truly going to be put to the test this weekend.

Auto Pilot -S.S.C.

"Now boarding flight 1246 with service to Chicago Illinois. Starting with first class, you may now enter the terminal door to the right," a beautiful hispanic woman said on the intercom.
I got up and made my way to do door with my ticket in hand. I was heading to Chicago to attend a wedding of my of my very close friends. It was going to be a 5 hour flight and my body was set on tired from the minute I woke up earlier that morning, so I was not looking forward to this flight.

When finally aboard the plane, I tucked my luggage into the overhead compartment and took a seat in the huge leather seats of the first class cabin. I look though my window and saw that second class had begun entering though the rear end of the plane. It truly sucked to be in second class, I thought to my self.

The plane was finally filled and everyone was seated. The engines began to roar and the plane pulled out of the terminal. As the plane rolled down the runway, as video came on a flat screen in front of me. A handsome caucasian man, who introduced him self as Rick Myers, the pilot of the aircraft, demonstrated how to lock the seat belts in place, and what to do in case of emergency. His uniform was perfect and well ironed. I could see his print though his brown pants. He appeared to be packing, but you know what they say about white men. When he finished his demonstration the plane had begun lift off.

When the plane had reached a leveled altitude, I saw the door of cockpit slide open. Emerging from the cockpit was the handsome pilot in the video earlier. As the flight attendant pored wine into my glass and the other passengers' glasses, Rick begun greet the passengers. He stated down the row toward my seat, shaking hands and chatting with elderly passengers. When he reached my row, I shook and hand and smiled. "Are you enjoying your flight thus far?", he asked. "Yes! its great. I'm surprised we haven't had any turbulence as yet," I chuckled. "I'm surprised myself, I hope we don't get any," he added. We nodded and made his way back to cockpit. On his way back i noticed his perfectly shaped ass. His pants cupped his ass so perfectly, giving me an instant erection.

2 hours into the flight while every one in my cabin had fallen asleep I heard the door of the cockpit slide open once more. Once again is was Rick. He yawned and stretched his arms in the air. I scanned him from head to toe and licked my lips. He walked down the aisle quietly and as if on purpose, he bumped me on my arm with his hip. I looked back quickly to notice him nodding his head in the direction of the fist class cabin restroom. I instantly caught the drift and rose quietly from my seat and crept toward the restroom.

I slid the restroom door open lightly and was surprised at what is saw. Rick's pants were stripped off and had already begun to unbutton his shirt. "Lets make this quick," Rick whispered in a deep voice. Within seconds I was naked in the small compact aircraft restroom. Rick sat on the small toilet seat and I leaned back on the tiny sink. Rick grabbed my dick and began to suck me off. I had never had my dick sucked by a white man before and I must admit he was doing a hell of a job. He slurped and jacked my dick in rapid motion. He nibbled on my balls and played with my ass hole. "Ahh dam, put in Rick, put it in," I whispered. He slid his middle finger inside of me and deep throat my dick. I pushed his head further down on me and surprisingly I felt the back of his throat. "Damm you suck a good dick Rick," I moaned.

Rick stood up and pulled a condom from his pants pocket and tore it open. "Come on, fuck me," he said in a hasty voice. I had not fucked anyone in years and was not sure I was about to. "That's not ma posit on Rick," I said. "Oh, you take cock?!," Rick asked. I nodded my head and giggled. I had not heard the work cock in a long time. Don't his white ass know its called dick, I thought to myself. Faster than I could blink Rick had slipped his condom on pushed me into position. I was bent over the sink in a diagonal alignment. Rick stood on top of the small toilet seat and jumped right into me. Rick's dick, what seem to me like 7.5 inches slid against the walls of my ass and I held on to the faucets of the sink. I yelped out in pleasure.

Suddenly the plane shook. The turbulence was light enough to give Rick the extra push to get further into my guts. "That's some good dick dude," I said in a low whisper. "You like that cock don't you, huh....huh.... huh?"Rick kept asking. After a minutes passed of rapid fucking Rick pulled his dick out and came on the arch of my back. "Ahhhh fuck!,"Rick said knocking his dick against my ass cheeks. "Here, clean ya self up," he said handing me a wet napkin from a container on the counter. I reached around my back and wiped off his cum. Before I could finish getting dressed Rick had already ran out the restroom. I finished getting dressed, washed my hands, and returned to seat.

Surprisingly everyone was still sleeping, due to the fact that most of them were elderly people. I sat back in my seat and got ready for landing and thought to myself. "Fucking pilots in cramped restrooms. I giggled. My first white guy was not half bad."

-S.S.C.

The Pastor's Affair- S.S.C.

"Praise the lord, take me higher lord," I yelled from my seat in the congregation. A girlfriend of my mine had been inviting me to come to church with her for months. I had constantly came up with excuses and reasons not to come, but after my encounter with the hella freaky married couple, I need to washed in the blessings of the lord.

Fellowship Glory was an small compact church with cushion benches that seated about 85 people. I sat in the front row of benches to watch friend sing the hymns. She sang so sweetly while she rocked side to side. When she finished, the congregation clapped and I stood and winked at her.

Minutes later the service went into full swing. After a few members of the church stood up and said prayers for the sick and shut-in a young lady came up and read scriptures from the bible. "Love one another, and your neighbor like you love yourself," she said as she ended her piece.

"Good is good...All the time," a handsome, tall, light skined man made his way to the front of the church. Who would have thought fine ass brothers were pastors in this day and age. I had always had the stigma that old men and women ran churches. The congregation said in unison, "Amen," as they rose to their feet to say the lords prayer.

After the lords prayer, the pastor began his message. I could not keep my eyes off him. His honey, smooth skin and deep captivating voice made my dick raise instantly. I shifted in my seat to adjust myself. "Love and lord's blessing is the key components to living a happy life," the pastor said as he walked across the front of the church.

I found myself staring at him, watching his every move as he spoke. As though he could feel me staring him to death, he turned in my direction and walked toward me. My heart began to pump. "What the hell is he about to do," I thought. We made eye contact as he stood in front of me and asked, "Are you a saved man of the lord?" "Yes sir I am," I replied. "Praise God," he said into the mic. He smiled at me and walked back to to the center of the church. The congregation behind me said in unison once again, "Amen."

So mesmerised by the white smile and church boy swag he ended his message with out me even knowing. The congregation then sang the closing hymn as they made their way out the church. I sat quietly in my seat and waited for my friend to come out from the fellowship hall. "You ready to go darlin?" she asked me grabbing her bag. "Um, I think imma stay and meditate and gather my thoughts in the lords house." "Well I'll be dammed look what the lord done did to you. Go head get ya blessings baby. Imma head home and start ma Sunday cooking." "Alright pumpkin, I'll holla when I'm done and heading home," I said as i waved her off.

I got down on my knees and began to pray. Midway though my prayer I heard heard the steps of someone enter the church. I opened my eyes to the sight of the handsome pastor. I rose to my feet and finished my prayer. He made his way over to me and introduced himself. "Darnell Smith," he extended his hand for a hand shake. I smiled and replied, "Good to meet you. That was an awesome and moving serom you gave Darnell. I enjoyed it." "I'm glad you enjoyed it sir. The blessings form the lord are truly what more of us need now a days." I shook my head in agreement. "I have never seen you before, are you a guest," he asked. "Yes a friend of mine invited me, so I decided to come and get some of the lords blessings," I smiled. "You should consider becoming a member of Fellowship Glory. If your interested you can follow me to my office and ill tell you about the church and give you some pamphlets." "Sure I'd love to," I agreed. My mind began to wonder, what more I can lean form this pastor other than his church.

When we arrived to Darnell's office door he opened the door and motioned for me to enter. "There is nothing like a handsome gentleman," I giggled to myself. He sat behind his large marble desk while I took a seat in front of him. "God lead me to start this church and I too had a vision that I need to preach. I love the lord and I want others to love and follow him too," he said in a low voice. I just smiled and looked him directly into his eyes. "Good puts us in certain positions to meet and do certain things," he whispered this time leaning over his desk coming within inches of my face.

Looking deeper into his eyes, I leaned in an inch more. He licked his lips and filled the gap between us and kissed my chap stick covered lips. He cupped my jaw with his soft hands and slid his tongue into my mouth, massaging my tongue with his. He leaned back into his chair and shook his head and smiled. "Did the lord put you in the position to do that?" I asked. "He sure did," he replied as he undid his tie, slid off hid blazer, and unbuttoned his shirt. I caught the drift and removed my sweater vest and unbuttoned my shirt as well. When we finally stripped down to our boxers, Darnell pushed everything off his large marble desk and sat on his desk.

I leaned forward and slid down his boxers and was greeted by his semi erected dick. He was cut clean. My mouth watered and my blood began to pump. I opened my mouth and began to suck his dick. He grew harder in my mouth as he head pressed against the top of my throat. I sucked and slurped as he threw his head back in excitement. I held his ankles and pulled in forward. I gagged as I felt him hit the back of my throat. Taking out his wet dick from my mouth in began to kiss and suck on his nut sack. I reached up and pinched his right nipple. Darnell moaned and pulled his boxers off, and so did I.

After sucking his dick Darnell came down from his desk and got down on his knees and began to suck me off. I made sure he got ever inch of my dick down his throat. He pushed me further down into my chair and licked my shaft. He began to stroke my dick as he did his and slowly climbed to his feet. At this time my body yearned for Darnell,s dick inside me. I climbed onto his desk and arched my back. He ran his hands down my neck into the curve of my back. He licked his finger, then slowly slid it into me. He fingered me as I stroked my dick and pushed back on his finger. He inserted his index finger and i moaned his name.

While arched over Darnell's marble desk I noticed the Holy Bible on the floor. I began to have second thoughts. I had came into Darnell's office with intentions to have sex with him. Seeing the Bible made me conscious to what I was about to do. As much as I wanted to have sex with Darnell, I didn't want to have intercourse in or near the sanctuary of the lord.

I got up and sat on the desk and motioned Darnell to join me who had a puzzled look on his face. "You don't mind me just stroking you till you cum don't you," I whispered. "Not if you let me return the favor," he whispered back. We both layed back in unison. I gripped his dick and stroked him long and hard. He handled me with care as he rubbed his thumb on the head of my dick. After minutes of intense masturbating we exploded on each others chest. His smiled at me and said, "Praise the lord."

I got up and grabbed sheet of paper towel form Darnell's private bathroom and cleaned myself up. When I returned to get dressed his office he too had done the same. "I'd really like to finish this up sometime," he said as he handed me a piece of paper with is name and number on it. "I would love to finish this up too, at another place and time," I took his number, kissed him on the cheek and left his office.

"God puts us in certain positions to meet and do certain things" echoed in my mind as I mad my way to the bus stop. I hope my next encounter with the pastor would be outside of the sanctuary, then I would be able to show him the positions God wants us to be in.