Oragasms in church

Back when my sister and I were in our early teens, our parents made us go to church every sunday morning. My sis and I really were not into religion at all. Our dad wasn't really religious, but went along with our mom, who was a devout Prodestant.
So, anyway, one Sunday morning, we showed up at church. Our folks met up with some friends and set with them up in the front row. It was a small town church, with only 20 to 30 regular patrons. My sis and I set down way in the back pew by ourselves so we could horse around and not bother anyone. We joked around and were giggling and punching and tickling each other, until the Minister came into the room and started his sermon, then we straightened out and listened to him preach. After a while, we both started getting bored. My sister reached over and started tickling my belly, so I did the same to her. We were both trying to be quiet and not cause a scene. My sis and I had never done anything sexual before, so I was really shocked when she reached down between my legs and started rubbing my crotch. I looked into her face and saw her smile as she felt my cock grow hard in my pants. She thought I looked like I was going to scream, so she put her fingers up to my mouth and whispered to me to be quiet. She then hiked her dress up over her knees and took my hand and placed it up under her dress. I was surprised to feel her soft, naked skin. She was not wearing any panties. Her skin was soft and very smooth, her pussy was shaved clean and I could feel the heat rising off of her. She guided my fingers into her vagina, and I could feel her juices dripping out of her. She now had my pants unzipped and was slowly stroking my rock hard cock as I finger fucked her pussy and rubbed her clit. I only lasted about a minute before a felt like I was going to cum. I didn't want to cum on my pants, so I grabbed the bible that was next to me and opened it up and blew my load all over the pages. My sister then started quivering and moaning quietly as she had an orgasm with my fingers inside of her. We quickly regained our composure pretended to listen intently to the preacher as he finished his sermon. I walked closely behind my sis when we left the church, as she had a really big wet spot on the back of her dress.
This became a regular activity for us, for the next couple of years. We started taking a couple of rags with us to soak up all of our bodily fluids so as not get caught. We never fooled around outside of church, although I tried a few times. She always said it was a special thing we could only do at church. We stopped after a couple of years when our mother stopped going to church when she found out the preacher was fucking one of his congregation. Damn I miss those Sundays.

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