Divine Transformation

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To understand this transformation, I need to give some background information.  My name is Sarah; I was one of two daughters of a minister.  During my life, I was always very conservative and sheltered.  I never wore makeup, and my dress, which would hide my 38D breasts, was still old-fashioned compared to the other girls in my school. At seventeen, I did have my first date; well, many would not recognize it as a date.  A boy named Sam from our church took me to a movie night my father hosted in the church’s basement.  Sam was a boy who would talk to my father because he wanted to follow in my father’s footsteps and become a minister.  My father liked Sam, probably more than I did, but I felt like a big girl to have a date.  Our date consisted of watching the movie, Sam never attempted to hold my hand, and there was no kiss as he walked me home.Sam’s parents were as religious as mine, and they drilled into our heads that we needed to be healthy and not give in to temptations.  Sam and I remained boyfriend and girlfriend for the next year until we graduated high school.  Two weeks before my nineteenth birthday Sam and I were married three weeks before going away to seminary school.Our wedding night was the night I lost my virginity, and as I am aware of how it was not anything special for sure.  Not knowing what to expect, I now know there would never be anything in our marriage as far as foreplay.  It would only be Sam climbing on top of me and making love to me in the missionary position.   Our family would drill into both of us that it was dirty to try anything else.  I once asked my mother what a blowjob was.  She asked me why I was asking, and I told her I heard some girls talking about it at school.  Her response to me was, good girls do not do that!During Sam’s time in school, I gave birth to our son and a year later to our daughter.  I felt like our life was complete.  As Sam focused on school, I became a super mom and loved doing it.Sam finished school and went to his church in a suburb of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.  Sam and I dedicated ourselves to the church.  That is until my kids started school.  I found a massive void in my life now that my kids were away from me during the day. Sam and I spoke about it, and he felt I needed something that would occupy me during the day, something that would give me a purpose.  I agreed and started looking for some charities or causes that might need my help. That is when I found a new clinic in Philadelphia.  The clinic provided medical services to young children and adults in the neighborhood and people suffering from addictions.  I contacted the clinic’s executive director, and he was delighted to have me volunteer.  We agreed that I could volunteer three days a week to start.The following Monday, after my kids went off to school, I jumped on the train and headed to the city.  Everyone was so wonderful and made me feel at home.  I left there that day feeling energized and fulfilled. On the train ride home, I thought to myself, This is what I needed. I can’t wait to go back there on Wednesday.As I completed my household chores on Tuesday, I was still flying high after my incredible day on Monday and found myself counting the minutes until I returned.  As Wednesday came, I was up bright and early getting the kids ready for school, and then got myself prepared so that I could catch the train promptly.Entering the clinic, I said my hellos to everyone I met on Monday.  As I greeted the executive director, he told me he had a new project where I would fit in perfectly.  He went on to say to me he would like me to work with his counselor, who works with addiction clients.   They were moving into a new part of the building, and he needed someone to help him set it up.  I was excited about the challenge.The director took me downstairs to a room filled with boxes.  There he introduced me to Leon.  Leon is a tall black man covered in tattoos.  His arms were more extensive than most men’s legs; he had broad shoulders and a solid muscular chest.Leon smiled at me as he approached me; he extended his hand to shake mine as he greeted me.  kaçak iddaa The director told Leon I was a new volunteer and would help him set up the offices.  Leon was very appreciative to get help.  As the director left, he looked around at all the boxes and shook his head as he said, “Looks like you guys will have your work cut out for you.”Leon explained to me what he was hoping to complete and how he wanted everything arranged.  As he spoke to me, I was in awe of his size and tattoos.  Being a woman from a sheltered family, I had no transactions throughout my life with an African American man or woman.  I think I was a little hesitant but had no reason to be since Leon was charming and polite. As we got started, we talked about many things to get to know each other, and I was a bit embarrassed as I kept staring at him as I told him about my background and family.  We worked hard, but the day flew by, and again I left there feeling as if I accomplished something.During the ride home and the next day, I kept thinking of Leon and how sweet he was, but most of all, how muscular he was just fascinated me.   I again was up earlier than expected and ready to leave as soon as my kids left.I walked into the clinic and went directly downstairs.  Leon was already there greeting me good morning, He was wearing a tank top, and I couldn’t stop looking at his arms and tattoos.  I felt myself become flushed as he shook my hand and greeted me.  We got right to work again, and like the other day, we got to know each other.Leon told me he grew up in the area and returned to the community to do some good, hopefully.  As naive as I am, I asked him was he away because he went to school.  He looked at me with a smirk and said, “No, I was not away for school. I spent the last eight years in prison.”I was shocked, and well, it was evident that I was.  I apologized and told Leon how bad I felt for asking that.  He gave me comfort and told me not to feel bad.  He went on to say to me how he grew up in this neighborhood and how they needed to become gang members to survive.  He explained how drugs and violence were a part of his life and how it all came crashing down when the police arrested him nine years ago.  He spent a year in county jail before trial, and then the courts convicted him to ten years in state prison.  He was given credit for the year in county and an early release, so he spent a total of eight years in the state’s custody.I have to admit Leon fascinated me even more now.  However, being stupid again, I asked him if he was so muscular because he grew up in such a rough neighborhood.  He chuckled and told me, “No, being locked up for so long, I needed something to keep me out of trouble, so I would work out and lift weights constantly.”Surprisingly, hearing about Leon’s past criminal issues made me even more interested in Leon.  I had never known anyone who was in prison, and this drew me even more to him.  I wanted to know everything that he went through and did.   I would ask Leon so many questions, and he was frank in answering them.  After about an hour, I realized how many private questions I asked him, and I apologized but confessed to him how it interested me.The end of the day came, and I headed home.  I thought of Leon all the way home and how his life was so traumatic and how it seemed he had changed it around.  All night and all day Saturday, I kept thinking of him.  Saturday nights after dinner, Sam would put the final edit on his sermon for Sunday.  Then he would join me in bed.  Saturday night was our intimate time together.  He would undress and join me in bed, where he would take off my nightgown and caress my breasts as he climbed on top of me.  He would place his penis inside of me and thrust in and out until he orgasmed inside of me.  He would then roll over and go to sleep.  I thought that was how it was for all married couples.The next day was uneventful for the most part. We went to church and listened to Sam preach and then worked around the church for most of the day before we went home for dinner.Monday came, and off to the clinic I went to volunteer.  I kaçak bahis beat Leon there, so I started emptying some boxes.  Twenty minutes later, Leon showed up, and I could feel my mood elevate and put me in a much happier state. Leon asked me how my weekend was, and I told him it was uneventful and told him about it (except for our lovemaking).  He looked at me and asked if that was how most of my weekends went, and I told him it was just like that all the time.  He asked me if I ever let my hair down and got a little wild. I was telling him how that never happens.  He continued to ask me if I ever got wild even when I was younger.  Feeling uncomfortable with him asking me this, I answered his questions about how I had never been crazy.He went on to ask me why I always dressed so conservatively.  I told him it was how my parents raised me.  My parents told me how good girls should never dress like sluts.  Leon looked at me, stating that there is nothing wrong with a good slut.  They usually have a great time and feel a great deal of pleasure.Leon got quiet, and we worked at emptying some more boxes.  As it became lunchtime, I told Leon how I brought some pot roast with potatoes and carrots that I made and had more than I could ever eat, so I asked him if he would like to share it with me.  He accepted, and I went and warmed it up.We sat and ate lunch.  Leon raved about the pot roast, which made me feel a little special since Sam never compliments me on my cooking.  Leon started asking me about my youth again and shocked me when he asked me when I lost my virginity.  It surprised me even more when I told him the truth, “On my wedding night.”Leon was shocked to hear that, as he told me the girls in his high school were sexually active, and it was always easy for him to get laid.  He was raised in a different environment from the one I grew up in, but hearing about it fascinated me. The rest of the week continued as we both asked each other question after question about our life as we cleaned, painted, and set up the office.  I found myself enjoying all the compliments Leon would give me as he would tell me how pretty I was and how I needed to let go.  I would now make lunch for both of us every day, and he always complimented me.At the end of the week, we were saying our goodbyes and wishing each other a good weekend when I was stunned as Leon pulled me into his massive arms and pulled me tight to him and kissed me.  I did not pull away, and I found myself kissing him back at first before I pulled away and ran out of the room and went home without saying a word.My weekend was no different from any of the others.  Sam came up to bed on Saturday night, climbed onto me, and thrust in and out of me until he orgasmed and he fell asleep.  I lay next to him as I couldn’t sleep, and all I could think about was Leon’s kiss.  I felt so many different emotions that I had never felt before, and it confused me.  I kept telling myself I was a married woman, and I should not be doing anything like this.  That is when I realized that I had not been happy with my husband, and I wanted more in my life and that more was Leon.  He did more than interest me; I liked him.Monday morning came as I left early again for the clinic.  Leon was already there when I arrived.  I greeted him good morning and went on with my work.  Leon didn’t say much to me for about the first twenty minutes.  That was when he approached me and apologized to me.”I am sorry for my weakness on Friday,” he told me. “I had no right to kiss you, it beat me up all weekend, and I am very sorry for my actions.  It will never happen again.”I stood there quietly as he said his speech; I just looked into the box where I was working.  As he finished and was walking away, I blurted out, “What if I wanted it to happen again?” I do not know where I got the nerve to blurt that out, but now I am not sorry I did.Leon stopped and stood there for a few seconds before he turned around and walked back to me.  “What are you telling me, Sarah?” I went on to say to him how I was not happy and how I felt I had no self-worth from my husband.Leon illegal bahis took me into his arms and told me, “Sarah, you are a beautiful sexy woman who has so much to give to everyone.” I started to cry as he said to me that.  He wrapped his arms around me to comfort me.  As he pulled me into his muscular frame, I felt as if everything was going to be just fine.Leon stepped away from me, smiling. He asked me, “What do you say we play hooky today?”I looked confused. “What do you mean?””Trust me; it will be something you need if you just trust me and enjoy what will happen.”I never did anything so spontaneous or unplanned, so I smiled and eagerly told him, “Yes, let’s do it!  I am all yours.”Leon took my hand and guided me out the door and down the street as we walked into an apartment building.  We went to the second floor and went into apartment twenty-two.  It was a neat, well-kept apartment, kind of sparely decorated but in good taste.I looked around but didn’t say a word. Leon moved to me and took me into his arms and again kissed me.  This kiss was more passionate than Friday’s was as Leon’s tongue explored my mouth.  I knew about a French kiss, but this was the first time anyone ever kissed like that.  I felt my legs go weak. Leon picked me up in his strong arms and carried me into another room.  It was his bedroom.  He placed me down next to the bed; he cupped my face with his hands, kissed me softly on the lips, and whispered, “Are you sure this is what you want?”My eyes were tearing.  I could only nod my head up and down.  Leon’s hands moved to my head as he undid my hair tie, letting my hair fall.  He smiled at me and whispered, “Beautiful.”His hands lowered as he started unbuttoning my dress; I stood there motionless.  It was the first time anyone other than myself undressed me.  It was stirring emotions for me.  He pushed the shoulder from my dress over my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.  Feeling embarrassed, I lowered my head, looking down at the ground.He placed his fingers under my chin and pulled my head up until I looked into his eyes. “Don’t,” he said, “don’t be ashamed of your beauty.”  My heart melted as he whispered those words to me.His hands moved behind me as he undid my bra, letting it fall to the floor, exposing my bare breasts.  My hands instinctively moved to cover my breasts.  Leon took hold of them and pushed them away as he whispered, “No, no, no, don’t cover up this beautiful body and amazing tits.”  I dropped my hands to the side as Leon moved his hands to my waist, pushing my panties down over my hips, letting them fall around my ankles.Standing there totally naked in front of Leon, I felt too nervous since this was the first time a man other than my husband saw me naked.  As he stood there staring at me, he took off his shirt.  I felt my body tingle as I looked at him.  My hand instinctively reached out, trembling as I touched his massive chest. Leon picked me up and softly laid me on the bed.  He stood there, looking down on me.  I watched as he undid his belt, then his waistband, and lowered his pants as well as his underwear.  My eyes widened, and without thinking, I blurted out, “Oh my God, that is huge.” Then fear shot over me, “That will never go in me.”Leon whispered to me, “Relax, baby, we’ll take it slow, you’ll love it.” He then straddled my hips as he leaned down softly, kissing my lips.  His hands caressing my shoulder, down to my tits,  Leon pinched my big brown nipples between his thumb and forefinger.  He leaned down and wrapped his lips around my right nipple.  I softly moaned as his hand caressed my left tit and he sucked on my right nipple. I felt my breathing become more intense as Leon left my breast and started kissing down my stomach; he moved between my legs and spread them wider.  I felt Leon’s fingers touch my pussy lips and open them as he leaned into me.  I felt his tongue slowly lick up my slit until it reached my clit.  He flickered his tongue over my clit, which caused me to grab a ball of the sheets.  I never felt this feeling before.  I felt like I was going to explode.  My hips kept rising into Leon’s face.  I didn’t want him to stop, then suddenly my body tensed up, and I felt like I exploded.  This feeling was something I never felt before.  I was so wet, I thought to myself, Did I pee?  I felt embarrassed. 

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