Ever since having sex with her companion in the temple, Sister Price has been feeling a little bit crazy. Her whole life she has been taught that the temple is a sacred place, and that no one should enter the temple with impure thoughts or any unrepented sin. And then to have sex, right there in the house of God. If anyone knew what had happened, she’d be excommunicated in an instant. She would never have eternal life after desecrating the temple. In fact, she’d probably be cast into outer darkness for sinning against the witness of the Holy Ghost.
But she finds her despair strangely freeing. After spending 20 years trying desperately to follow every rule exactly, the knowledge that she won’t be saved makes her feel that she can do whatever she wants, without any consequences. She doesn’t know whether her companion is having similar thoughts, or if maybe she doesn’t feel any guilt at all about all the sex they’re having. But Sister Price knows that even though she feels bad, there’s no way that she can stop. She likes the feeling too much.Sister Price thinks all of this over when she should be reading her scriptures one morning. Sister Davis is in the bathroom getting ready — she always takes forever, which is why Sister Price is always sure to get up early and be the first one in the shower. But now she’s thinking about how her companion looked in the temple, with the long white shield pulled to one side, and her big boobs and her ginger bush exposed. Just thinking back on it, it’s as though she can taste her companion’s pussy and feel the weight of those boobs in her hands. She pushes her scriptures away, and with a quick glance at the bathroom, she pulls down her skirt and starts to feel her pussy through her garments.She’s thinking about her companion while she touches herself, but then her mind wanders and she starts to think about other naked sister missionaries, trying to imagine how big the other missionaries’ boobs are, and what their pussies look like, and what kind of sound each of them make when they cum.She doesn’t know how long Sister Davis will be in the bathroom, and she shouldn’t care if she’s caught, since they’ve been having sex together. But she still feels guilty about masturbating like this, in part because she’s taking something that belongs to her companion… So she pulls down her garments, licks her fingers, and gets her pussy wet. She closes her eyes and thinks about fucking in the temple. Part of her can’t believe she did that, and the rest of her wants to do it again. She calls to mind the noises her companion made while she finger-fucked her from behind. She thinks about her companion’s white ass thrust out behind her, her pink pussy showing. She remembers worrying that they might stain the white carpet, and then deciding she didn’t give a damn.She takes her shirt off and rubs her pussy with a white hand. With the other hand, she pinches her nipple through the garments, pretending it’s her companion. She imagines Sister Davis leaning over her, teasing her, her long hair brushing against her tits, her hand working her pussy up to an orgasm. She no longer cares if her companion sees her. Her hand seems to have a mind of its own. She rubs faster and faster, just waiting for that orgasm to hit her. And then it does. She bites down on a moan — she doesn’t want her companion to hear. But keeping it in only makes it more intense.Once it has passed, she quickly puts her skirt back on and goes back to scripture study. When she turns a page, she gets it a little wet. She smiles and smells her finger. Maybe she’ll make her companion smell it, too, when she gets out of the shower.
