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Mining

By: geekafk



He knew what she wanted -- it was obvious, the parted lips hissing with air, the pink tip of her tongue dashing quickly across them in short, spastic jerks, the writhing of her limbs upon the coverlet, the guttural moans escaping from deep in her throat. Her eyelids fluttered as she shivered again and he grinned, watching the dance of sensation play out across her nerves, the sparkling of desire and passion rushing up and down the length of her body, her muscles spasming in random jerks and quivers.

But he was in for more than the simple pleasure this time. More than mere satisfaction...he was after a loftier goal, a treasure harder to mine from the depths of her brain but so rare, fine, and exquisite, it was worth the added effort. Despite his every want to plunge his rock-hard cock deep within her molten insides, he steeled himself for the long, slow run. He was in for the tease, the unbridled passion, the elevation of desire beyond the logical stimulation of the mind where aspects such as attraction and attentiveness lived. He wanted to dig deep into her brain, crash down the gates of sense and reason, and reach that animalistic level beyond a guttural want. 

NEED.

If she could still moan, "Please...", he had not gone far enough.

He started hovering over her, letting her feel the heat of his body radiating upon her skin like a hundred tanning machines beating down upon her. He held himself above her skin, not touching, so she ached for his touch but did not receive it as she desired. She writhed beneath him, trying to push herself upwards to meet his skin, to press the length of her bare body against his, to feel him along her entire length, but he resisted, pulling away even as she arched upwards. He grinned and firmly pressed down on the center of her tummy, pressing her back into the mattress. She laid still, eyes closed and twitching, breath hissing in ragged, sharp intakes.

Starting at her neck was both the obvious choice and the logical one, and he wanted neither of that....the collarbone was where his moist lips first landed. They fluttered along the outline of the bone like so many butterflies, plying small kisses and nibbles from the soft curve of her shoulder to the upwards sweep of her neck, but stopping short of the sensitive flesh under her jawbone. Now to the other side, the same pattern repeated, the same trail of light, soft whispers on her goose-bumped skin to just below the line of her chin. Her breathing was erratic, short gasps and then long hisses as the various high-strung nerves were played in an orchestra of happiness. She arched her back once more and his right palm brought her back down with pressure. 

She exhaled with a hiss as his lips left her skin and there was a beat of silence.

Suddenly, his hands leapt forward and fingers entwined deep in the locks of hair at the base of her skull as his hands simultaneously grasped her head and tilted it upwards, exposing her vulnerable throat to the night. 

Her eyes flew open and she inhaled sharply with a small squeal as he slammed his mouth into the soft crevice beneath her jaw and sucked hard and wet at the soft flesh, thumbs pushing her chin upwards so he could get more access and more into his mouth. Sucklings and kisses followed all along her jaw line upwards to her chin where he consumed the tip and then quickly reversed down the other side. 

She could feel the pleasure of his hungry possession shooting in waves down her body to her toes, slamming against all the high points along the way, causing everything to stand on end. His kisses quickly traveled the length up to her ear and he stopped, dropping her head back to the bed, untangling his hands, removing himself from her, but still hovering above. 

She laid there, bewildered and confused, but still reeling from the gigantic waves of tingles that were still bouncing across her body. He leaned down with his lips towards hers, slowly, until the very edges touched hers, but just as she lunged forward, he pulled up and away, letting her snap at thin air and return to the bed without reward.

A single finger...

A single finger softly, carefully, gently....made landing upon her collarbone and purposefully dragged itself downwards to the soft rises of her chest, still heaving from the previous effort. The touch was light, soft, barely there, an eyelash's greeting upon a dewy snowflake, barely detectable normally but with her nerves on end, she felt every millimeter.

He traced the beautiful blue lines of veins beneath the translucent skin of her generous breasts, those luscious globes of pleasure which now perched upon her chest as it heaved and shivered with the pleasure of each agonized breath, the same soft touch being the guide to the intricate map underneath it. He leaned his face close to watch the detail, inhaling the soft, warm scent of her womanliness into his nostrils, feeling it play across his brain and awaken all the centers of joy and pleasure inside. His finger completed its map of the nearby breast and he paused for a moment to look at her face, eyelids half closed, pupils staring at the ceiling, mouth still agape in want and lack.

Gently, slowly, the tip of his tongue found its way from between his warm lips and extended out to locate the Braille of the areola nearby, touching down on the edge of the dark pink and leaving a wet trail behind as it agonizingly traced the outer edge, feeling each bump tweak the nerves in his tongue, the skin crinkling beneath it as her body responded quickly to the new wave of pleasure now starting to well up in her centre. He could see out of the corner of his eye the beautiful nipple swelling and stiffening with desire, growing darker and harder the longer he traced a circle around it, the tip pulsating at the beat of her heart, rigid, reaching, aching....

The effect was instant -- the moment his mouth closed upon it, trapping that aching point between his lips, a shock struck her in the breasts and rocketed along her spine to her cunt, slamming into her clit and arcing across her contracting tunnel. Her hand impulsively slammed into the back of his head, crushing him to her breast, her lungs panting heavily as she rode the wave and then aaaaaaaaached after it had slammed into her a half-dozen times in rapid succession. His mouth went quickly from gentle to hard, suckling at her breast like it was flowing with life-giving air and his hands swept up to grasp her globes between his fingers, grasping them tightly, the soft flesh bulging between spread fingers, and another wave slammed into her yet again, making her mind derail with a Crack! and a loud, "OOOoooooooooohhhh!!!" escaped from her lips as her head wrenched backwards in pleasure.

He wasted no time in reaching for and attaching his hot mouth to her other breast as his fingers tweaked and pulled on the previous treat, wet with his saliva, and beet-red with pleasure. He consumed her breasts, suckling as if a man gone mad, desperate to intake all that they were, their massive bulk, the crinkled nipples, the tips like cherries between his teeth and lips. He could not have enough, he could not be satiated, he would not stop for the next century, come hunger and drought and destruction, and yet......

Yet....

There was more to this game.

And time yet to play.

He released himself reluctantly from the possession of those peaks of pleasure and propped himself upon one arm, lying beside her as she heaved with the previous effort and pleasure. The singular finger returned, this time tracing a figure 8 between her nipples, dipping down into her cleavage, and back up along the other, only to swirl and leave again. He waited until her senses barely returned, and the he was ready for the final checkmate.

He traced himself down along her belly, circling her button, tracing large, languid circles and curves around the gentleness of her abdomen, circling ever closer to the middle of her hips. There lay the valley, he could see in profile from his propped position, and the destination of his finger was nearing.

The speed of his tracing slowed as he neared the crevice in the landscaping until it was barely creeping along. The tip of his finger slowly traced just outside the puffiness of the outer lips, from the top and along the sides, dipping down to the bottom, then lifting back to the other side, and downwards again, barely touching her skin and sparking off tingles along the entire length. When it reached the bottom of its travels, he flattened his finger along the slit of her cunt and barely rested it there for a moment, her hips twitching in response. He knew she was aching to lift them, to press him within her, but he admired how she did not; she simply shivered and inhaled and felt.

And so.

Dragging the finger slowly along her slit was agonizingly slow for the both of them, as the wetness of her cunt provided a slick float beneath it. He slid upwards on the slick fluid to the top and, just as he raised his finger from her slit, the tip flicked across the tip of her clit causing her to spasm upwards in an arch, barely missing his hand as he lifted it.

His finger quickly returned to lay upon her slit, her self-restraint at a breaking point as her breath now came in ragged gasps from her body. He rested there but only a gasp of a second before plunging it between her folds as she cried out and lunged her cunt hard against his hand, seeking desperately to shove all of him within her, her pulsating cunt sucking hungrily at his fingers, and her clit raging upwards to meet the base of his palm. 

Just as her button contacted the roughness of his palm and exploded in a freight train of pleasure, he quickly clamped his spare fingers on her nearest breast and his hot, raging mouth onto her desperate lips. The kiss was anything but soft, demanding, seeking, destroying, delving deep within her and seeking to possess every last bit of sanity she had left. 

Her mind started reeling from the pressing possession of her mouth, the sweet pain emanating from her breasts, and the flickering fingers plunging into the folds of her flooded cunt and grinding against her torrid clit. Around and around her senses started to swirl as he pressed harder, grasped tighter, flickered quicker, and then he dipped two fingers sharply within her tunnel....

She snapped.

Gone was the sense. Gone was the logic, the tattered remains of her sanity flapping in the waves of desire that now overtook her every fiber, her every need, and she went over the edge...

In one massive heave she flung him over onto his back, simultaneously straddling his hips and spreading herself wide, and in one massive thrust of her hips downwards, she plunged him to the hilt within her.

And went blind.

Her eyes rolled back in their sockets as his hips thrust upwards to meet hers and their pelvis slammed into each other with the power of a freight train bound for hell itself. Her cunt exploded at the sensation of the fiery poker thrusting deep within and in an instant the tsunami of pleasure raced from her toes to the base of her skull, overtaking any and all sensations, and possessing her fully. She only barely felt that his massive pole was as deep within her as anything had ever been as he slammed it to her thrice in a row quickly, and then she screamed.

And came.

Mining Gem's New Passage



After we got back from the conference Gem and I met up regularly and she fucked me every which way. Things were going great until one day she mentioned that she'd met someone else; I was married and knew it had to come to an end at some point but it was disappointing when it came nonetheless. Our sessions slowly became farther apart until eventually, one night, Gem told me she was serious with the guy and we'd have to stop. Then a few weeks later she came in to work with a big old rock on her ring finger. It had been nearly a year since we got stuck in Zurich and whenever I thought back to that night my cock stirred, but it seemed it was all over. 

I was working away on some dull report when I felt a presence next to me, I looked up and it was Gem.

"You going to the conference this year?"

"Thought I might. You?"

"Yeah, I enjoyed it last year!"

My cock started to rise; I wished she wouldn't tease, especially as she wouldn't be following through this time.

"Somewhere warm this year, we won't get trapped."

"Shame," and she winked at me and then spun on her heels and was gone.

Later that month I was sat on a plane with Gemma beside me flying off to the Mediterranean coast. It was the week before Gemma's wedding and we chatted about life in general. Then she looked me in the eye and said "There's something you can do for me whilst we're here."

"Oh yes?" my heart raced.

"Yeah, there's something I want to try but not with Brad, I want to know if I like it before I let him try."

I was intrigued but before we could continue the pilot came on and we went through the landing preparations. 

We checked in to the hotel and as it was warm, around 35C, I pulled my shorts on and headed to the pool. Gem was already there, in a blue one-piece swimsuit. She had such a wonderful body I never knew why she didn't show it off more. We chatted and ordered a couple of beers. After about an hour Gem went in to the pool, she did a few lengths and them came to the steps to get out. As she climbed the steps she revealed that sexy body, it reminded me of the Halle Berry moment. First her long dark hair, swept back and dripping water down her back, then her tight tits, squashed flat by the swimsuit but still clearly visible and well formed; the water must have been cold as her nipples stuck out hard and clear, ready to be sucked. Next her tight stomach, toned but not muscled, followed by the mound of her sweet pussy outlined by the tight, wet, clinging swimsuit. I thought back to 12 months previously, the first time I had seen that pussy shaved bare and smooth; she'd said it was because of the swimming so I imagined it would still be the same; how I wanted to pound that tight pussy again. Finally her legs, again athletic but not too muscled, I remembered those thighs straddled across my face, the musky smell of her wet pussy as she lowered herself on to my face, and I missed our sessions. My cock remembered too and was ready to escape from my shorts.

Gem returned to her sun lounger and lay face down on the towel, her butt cheeks making a smooth curve outlined by the tight material of her swimsuit. I wanted to bury my face in to that butt again, to lick the smooth skin and delve into that tight hole. I wondered what she had meant on the plane. No time to worry now, she was getting married in less than 5 days and I had no chance. To prevent any more pain I excused myself and agreed to meet Gem for dinner.

We met up in the bar; Gem already had a large glass of red wine. She was flushed and I could see she was getting tipsy. She had on a short dark blue cocktail dress and was sat across from me on a bar stool, her smooth legs crossed but leading the eye up to the point where the dress just shadowed the place I wanted to see. She uncrossed her legs and I got a brief glimpse of her pure white panties, now we were in Basic Instinct, I had to look away but as I looked up I realised Gem was watching me, did she flash me deliberately? No that was wishful thinking!

We ate dinner and took another bottle of wine. The flush on Gem's face was starting to spread on to her neck. We chatted and just after I'd signed the check she leaned in towards me. "You know what I mentioned on the plane? The help? Come to my room in 15 minutes and I'll explain."

Gem left and headed for the lift. I left it the required 15 minutes and then followed up to her room. I knocked lightly and a few seconds later Gem opened the door; she had the hotel robe on. She stepped back and beckoned me in. I walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge, my heart racing, was I going to get one last go in that pussy before she got married? She'd said something about trying something new but we'd pretty much gone through the book. 

Gem came over and straddled across my thighs, looking me deeply in the eyes she said "There's one thing I've never tried. I want to try with you because if I don't like it I don't want to let Brad and then let him think we can do it again." She paused then continued looking deeply straight in to my eyes "I want you to take me in the ass."

My cock sprang forward, and my heart skipped. I hadn't expected this but I'd been everywhere else, had let my tongue explore that tight hole and this would be the final icing on the cake. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I thought long and hard, if I do it with you and like it I can let Brad, but if I don't like it I can just not start with Brad. What do you think?"

She stood up and let the robe drop to the floor, I was faced with that taut body and couldn't resist. "Always happy to help!" I stood up.

Gem pushed me back on to the bed and I sprawled backwards. "I'm in control," she said.

She reached down and roughly pulled my shoes and socks off, then my trousers and pants; I was left in only my shirt. I could see now why she'd been drinking so much, Dutch Courage. I scrambled backwards and lay across the bed. Gem went in to the bathroom so I had enough time to discard my shirt. When Gem came back I saw she had a small bottle of lube, she squirted some into the palm of her hand and then grabbed my cock and smeared it on. It was cold but the combination of having Gem once again naked in front of me, the anticipation of what was going to happen and her rubbing my cock meant it didn't matter.

Once I was lubed up Gem straddled me again and roughly grabbed my cock, she positioned herself over my cock and then lined me up with her tight hole. She pressed down but her ass muscle closed tight and with the lube my cock swiftly slid off and up towards her pussy. "No, not in there, I know that feels good, in the other one!"

Gem once again positioned me and this time I felt my head nestle in to the beginning of her tight opening. Once again she pushed down hard but her ass was so clenched I slid off again. "Shit, why won't it go in!?!"

I grabbed Gem and rolled her over "You're trying too hard, you need to relax, here let me..." I got Gem to lie on the bed face down, her head resting on her arms. I'd spotted a bottle of plain massage oil so grabbed that and poured some in to my hands. I rubbed my hands together to warm the oil and them smeared it across Gem's shoulders; she let out a gentle sigh. I positioned myself so I was straddling her thighs sitting just below her butt, my cock resting on her cheeks. I massaged the oil in to her shoulders and felt them go from knotted to more relaxed almost immediately. I applied more oil to my hands and started to massage her back, I felt Gem relax and sink into the bed. I applied the oil all over her back and worked my way down to her butt cleavage. I took some more oil and went for broke. 

I applied the oil to Gem's buttocks and started to massage it in, she was completely relaxed now, I rubbed her buttocks a while each time spreading her cheeks a little. I moved my hands up and slid them down between her cheeks, she tensed slightly but then relaxed. With my right middle finger I slowly slid down her crack and across her tight opening, just like I'd seen her do with her own finger to collect my cum on many occasions. I slipped my oily finger slowly in to her ass, she moaned and wriggled but didn't tense. I rotated my finger a couple of times to get her used to it and then started to slide it slowly in and out. Gem let out another soft moan "Good" she sighed.

I removed my finger and massaged her cheeks a little again then returned to her puckered hole and this time inserted 2 fingers. "Oooooh, ahhhhhh" she tensed. I held my fingers still once again for her to get used to the sensation and quickly she relaxed again. I slid my fingers in deeper and then withdrew; her ass closed tight again as they came out. There was no more probing to be done, now was the time.

I adjusted my position forwards so that the tip of my cock lined up with Gem's ass. I applied some more lube then taking a good grip of my shaft, I positioned my cock at the opening to her ass and slowly applied pressure, I felt her ass tense "Relax, it'll be OK" then slowly I felt her muscles relax and watched as my cock head slowly slid forwards opening her asshole wide and slipped in. Her ass snapped around my cock just behind the head, Gem let out a deep groan.

I stopped and waited for a reaction, good or bad. Gem just lay there with my cock head buried in her tight asshole. Then she said "That's good, how far in are you?"

"Just the head."

"Go deeper."

I needed no second invitation. I pushed and slowly my cock slid further in, assisted by the amount of lube I'd applied. I got to the fat part of my cock and stopped again to let Gem get used to it. "Is that all in now?" she asked.

"Not quite."

I felt Gem push back with her pelvis and the last part of my cock slipped in, her sphincter snapping tight around the base of my cock; it was like wearing a cock ring. It felt so good, smooth, warm and extremely tight, I knew I was the first there. I relaxed and lay on Gem's back, nuzzling her neck. "Fuck me now, fuck me in the ass." she said.

I started to pump, slowly at first pulling out a little and slowly sliding back in; I didn't want to hurt her. She started to moan with each stroke, a pleasurable moan. Soon the feeling of that tight ass around my cock started to get to me and I became selfish, increasing both the speed of my thrusts and also the power behind them, soon I was thrusting hard and fast into Gem's sweet ass. Her moaning got louder and she hid her head in the pillow. I thrust hard and fast and after a few minutes I shot my load deep in to Gem's ass. Her ass gripped me tight and my cock pulsed with each spurt. I felt my shaft being coated with my own cum. 

Once the pulsing of my cum in to Gem's ass had subsided I pulled my cock out of her ass, otherwise with the cock ring feeling I wasn't going to go down, and rolled over on to the bed. Gem lay there face buried in the pillow for a few minutes then lifted her head and looked at me. "Thanks, I needed that."

"So, how was it?"

"OK, but nothing like being fucked in the pussy, and I couldn't feel you cum in the same way."

"And Brad?"

"No, I don't think so, I think you can keep my ass cherry forever!"

After that the conference was dull, Gem wouldn't let me back in her room, she was saving herself for her wedding, and that was the end of that.



Miniskirts & Boots



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me. Your opinions are welcome but your attacks are not. 

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There are many reasons why I love Megan; the way she looks in a miniskirt and boots is just one of them. Fortunately, whether because she knows she looks good wearing them or because she knows that I love how she looks wearing them, she has many, many miniskirts and several pairs of boots. Of course she can't dress like that year-round but she makes sure to indulge me when the season is appropriate. She also knows that, when she puts on a miniskirt with a pair of boots in the morning, she is going to have my attention immediately. Typically, she also knows to allow additional time in the morning because, more often than not, we'll need to squeeze in a quickie before work. With the entire day to think about what she's wearing, we usually need to make sure we don't have anything planned immediately after work, either. She always gets home before I do but she knows not to change her clothes if she's worn a miniskirt and boots that day. I wouldn't refuse to have sex with her if she'd changed her clothes, but I'm always more fired up if she hasn't and that tends to benefit her, as well.

I have a hard enough time keeping my hands off of Megan in the morning when we're getting ready for work but, when she comes into the kitchen wearing a short skirt and a pair of boots, I'm immediately feeling a rise in my khakis. I'll take her in my arms, so she can feel my growing bulge against her, and run my hands over her ass while we're making out. I know that, as she was getting dressed she knew what the result would be, so I'm confident that she's already quite wet. My hands slip up under her short skirt to squeeze her nice, round ass through her panties before I start to slide them down. Once they're below her ass, I caress the soft, smooth flesh before turning her around and hunkering down behind her. Depending on which skirt she's wearing, I'll either flip the hem up or slide it up so that her ass is exposed. I'll caress it some more before sliding her panties the rest of the way down and helping her step out of them.

I can't resist caressing her ass some more even though I know, the longer I take, the later we're going to be for work. She'll be bent over, leaning on the table or the counter, as I stand and open my pants, releasing my throbbing tool. I guide it into her pussy, slipping all the way in until my hips touch her sweet ass, causing her to moan. Her fingers go immediately to her clit while I start to slowly fuck her, my hands on her hips. Sliding the full length of my cock slowly in and out of her hot, slippery pussy feels absolutely amazing, but I don't have the luxury to continue that, so I pick up the pace pretty quickly. Her ass jiggles just slightly each time my hips tap against it, mesmerizing me as I relish the pleasure I am feeling. I can feel her pussy quickly becoming even hotter and more engorged as I fuck her and she massages her clit.

She moans louder and longer as she pushes back against my incoming thrusts and my cock is swelling even more as I approach an orgasm. It's very rare that I leave her in the dust and cum before she does, especially since she probably starts getting herself worked up as soon as she decides to wear a miniskirt and boots. On the infrequent occasions that I do leave her hanging, she knows that I'll make up for it later that day. Most of the time, however, we are pretty much in synch and, when she lets out a cry and her body starts to shake as she cums, I'm just moments behind her, exploding into her hot, wet pussy. I continue to thrust into her as I'm cumming and, by the time I am completely spent, she typically is, too.

I slip out of her and she bends over farther to pick up her panties as my gaze is locked on her sweet, round ass. Panties in hand, she heads for the bathroom to clean up so that my load isn't oozing out of her all morning while I grab some Kleenex or a paper towel and clean myself up, as well. Both satisfied, we're able to head off to work with a smile on our faces and the knowledge that things will be even hotter once we're both back home that evening.

Megan is always home before I am so when I walk in, she's sitting there on the couch with her feet up on the coffee table, still wearing her miniskirt and boots. I set my bag down and join her, sliding my hand up her thigh and under her skirt as we start to make out. She spreads her legs for me as I encounter her panties, already damp, and caress the front before slipping my hand inside. My fingertips pass over her trim, well-groomed bush and are soon exploring the folds of her pussy. She is dripping with juices that I will be lapping up momentarily but I begin by alternating lightly stroking her clit with slipping a finger into her hot, slippery depths. Like me, she's been thinking about this moment all day so I know it won't take long for her to cum, but I try to draw out the pleasure without torturing her. We're still making out until she has to pull her mouth from mine to let out a moan. She presses her face into my neck and gyrates her hips rhythmically as her orgasm continues to build. I remain focused even as my cock threatens to burst from my slacks, knowing that I will be abundantly rewarded for my efforts.

She lets out a cry as she starts cumming, her entire body quivering as waves of pleasure wash over her. I continue gently stroking her clit as long as she is cumming, slipping my hand from her panties and my fingers into my mouth once she's gone still and has let out a content sigh. I give her just a few moments to recover before I move off the couch and onto the floor between the couch and the coffee table. I push the hem of her skirt up around her waist, exposing her panties before starting to slide them off. She raises her ass up for me and, once I've slid them down, over her boots and off, she spreads her legs, often with one boot on the couch and the other on the coffee table. I kiss my way along her smooth inner thighs, approaching her dark blonde bush, trimmed neatly and cropped short.

I run my tongue up her slit, slurping up her abundant juices and causing her to moan. She runs her fingers through my hair as I lick her pussy before slipping a finger into her. When I focus my tongue on her clit, she starts moaning louder and more continuously while her pussy becomes even wetter. Once again, I know that it won't take her long before she's cumming again because each consecutive orgasm is always a little easier so I focus on making sure she experiences the most intense pleasure I can provide in that short time. My cock continues to threaten to burst from my slacks, but I know that with each passing second, her pussy is becoming even hotter and wetter and will feel amazing to slip into. Of course that is not the only thing that keeps me going but it isn't a bad motivator. I also happen to like not only pleasuring my best girl, but I relish the time I get to spend with my face between her thighs. I won't be disappointed when she cums, however, because I can obviously duck my head into her lap almost whenever I want to.

She rocks her hips toward my face faster the longer I eat her and her moaning grows louder and more continuous. I can tell when she's on the verge of cumming again not only by how wet and engorged her pussy is but also when she starts to tense up and arch her back. She tries not to force her pussy against my face while pulling my head toward it because she knows that I'm aware of how close she is to cumming, and is usually successful, but not always. When she goes limp and her entire body starts shaking, I know she is cumming like mad. I keep eating and stimulating her just as much while she is riding out a long, intense orgasm. Only when she goes completely still and releases my head do I stop and sit back on my heels. I smile then suck the juices off my finger while watching her chest heaving as she recovers.

"I'm going to ride your hard cock now," she'll tell me once she's ready. I stand as she sits up, watching as she works on undoing my belt and opening my pants. My slacks hit my ankles, followed quickly by my underwear, as she cups my balls and licks the head of my cock before having me sit. Still wearing both her boots and her skirt, she swings a leg over and straddles me on the couch. I guide my cock to her pussy and she lowers herself onto it causing both of us to moan lustily. She'll sit for just a moment, feeling my girth inside her, before starting to slowly ride up and down. I slip my hands under her skirt to caress her smooth ass cheeks as they bounce on my thighs while relishing the feel of her pussy sliding up and down my tool.

Her bouncing tits are right in front of me, still encased in both blouse and bra, so it's usually not long before I am caressing them then helping her out of her blouse. I'll watch her tits bouncing while still in her bra, caressing the hard nipples poking against the cups, before unfastening it and freeing them. I still can't help but watch them bounce briefly before running my hands over the soft, smooth flesh and her hard nipples. I don't know if she's even aware of what I'm doing because she is on her way to yet another orgasm and is usually lost in the throes of ecstasy already. I can feel my own orgasm building, as well, especially as her pussy becomes even wetter and more engorged the longer she rides me. Sometimes she stays on her knees and sometimes she brings her booted feet up onto the couch, squatting over my cock while bouncing up and down on it. My hands will typically wander from her tits around to caress her ass and back to her bouncing tits again several times before she's on the verge of cumming again.

There are times when I cum before she does, which she's generally okay with since she's usually already cum a couple of times, and there are times when we're so in synch that we cum simultaneously. On the occasions that she's a bit ahead of me, I end up with a bonus. Sometimes I try to hold out when I know she's close and sometimes she's just quicker to the punch than I am. She typically picks up her pace a bit as she gets closer to cumming, moaning more or less continuously, then slams herself down on my lap with a cry of pleasure. I can feel her entire body trembling as she cums and will just wait it out as she experiences a long and intense orgasm. I know she's finished cumming when her body slumps. She catches her breath for a minute or two and, if she knows that I haven't cum yet, she'll climb off my cock and move to kneel on the floor.

I watch with a smile on my face as she takes my cock in her hand, pumps it briefly, then wraps her lips around it. I moan happily as she engulfs my throbbing tool in her hot, talented mouth. She pumps the base while sliding her lips up and down the length of my shaft as I relish her oral abilities. I have always appreciated Megan's skilled cocksucking along with the fact that she appears to enjoy sucking my cock as much as I enjoy having her suck it. She can draw out the pleasure and hold off my orgasm if the moment seems right for that or she can make me cum in just a matter of a few minutes if time is of the essence. On these occasions, she'll typically aim for a middle ground, providing me with sufficient pleasure without holding off my orgasm.

I couldn't have made a choice if asked whether I preferred to have my cock in her pussy or her mouth. My favorite place to have my cock embedded was typically wherever it was at that moment. I loved fucking her in every possible position but I also loved sitting back and watching as she repeatedly inhaled my tool in her hot mouth (or looking up at her pussy above me while she did, right before raising my head and devouring her). As my cock swelled with my impending orgasm, I was never disappointed that the blowjob was nearly over because the level of pleasure was so intense that I was just looking forward to blasting a load of cum down her throat.

She could tell when I was right on the verge and focused her efforts on getting me the rest of the way there with the greatest amount of pleasure she could provide. When I blasted into her mouth with a moan, she would swallow down my load and continue sucking my spurting cock until I was completely spent. Once I started to go flaccid, she'd let my cock fall from her mouth and smile up at me.

"Amazing, as always," I'd invariably tell her.

"Right back at ya," she'd reply. We'd recover for a bit longer before getting up and changing our clothes. I was reluctant to see her put away her miniskirt and boots, but I knew that I'd be seeing them again sometime soon. 



Miniskirts & Legal Briefs



Marla awoke before the alarm went off. She glanced at the clock. Only a few minutes remained before she had to get ready for work. Joe, her husband, still held her close. Only the bed sheet covered their naked bodies. Their lovemaking the night before had been particularly passionate. They didn't have sex as often as they used to, but Joe's needs that night were unusually urgent and filled with animal passion. Often she would wake in the middle of the night to feel Joe's stiff cock pressed against her, his hand cupping her breast and pinching her nipples. His touch made her instantly wet. That's how it had been that night. Joe had lifted her nightgown, and after finger fucking her pussy, entered her from behind. After several minutes of hard thrusting, he shot his load deep inside. Then they fell asleep still nestled together like two spoons.

Marla punched the alarm button as soon as it went off and slipped out of bed. She had showered and was brushing the tangles out of her shoulder length blond hair before Joe stirred awake. He admired her shapely figure from his vantagepoint in bed. By all accounts she was still a hot number. She had a thin body with medium, perky breasts. Her stomach was flat, and her legs were long and shapely. Nature had been good to her over the past 45 years. The sight of her naked body made his cock stir once again.

Joe rolled out of bed and stood behind Marla. He cupped her breasts in his hands as he kissed her neck. "Hmmm, you smell good," he said. "Got time for a quickie?"

Marla's nipples hardened in response to his touch. She hadn't cum last night. Joe had been too quick and she too tired to prolong their lovemaking session. The idea of crawling back into bed and taking his hard cock deep inside her was almost more than she could resist. But her practical side won out. "Sorry, honey. I can't. I'll be late for work. But hold on to that thought."

"Yeah sure," Joe said with a smile. "I bet you got some young stud waiting for you at the courthouse." Marla worked in the records department at the county courthouse. Joe never missed a chance to kid her about the young attorneys who had cause to frequent her file room during the day.

"Right. They're just lined up down the hall waiting to get their turn," she said jokingly as she slipped into her conservative office attire. The head of the records department insisted on female employees wearing skirts and dresses instead of the casual clothes permitted in other departments. In that way they matched the three-piece suits worn by many of the attorneys. Marla didn't object to this policy, however, and worked hard at maintaining a prim and proper professional appearance.

When Marla got to the office, a small group of clerks was standing around the coffee machine. "Did you hear the news on the radio this morning?" one of them asked.

"No. What happened?" Marla replied.

"George Harrison died this morning. He was only 58. It was cancer."

Marla put her purse under her desk and sat down. It took a few moments for the news to sink in. She had been a Beatles fan from the day she heard their first record. But she always considered herself a Paul girl, or maybe a John girl. None of her teeny bopper friends had a crush on George. But they all had the hots for John or Paul. Paul was her favorite because he was so cute. Still George was part of a rock legend. And as she got older she appreciated George's music more. Perhaps his songs appealed to a more mature audience. "My Guitar Gently Weeps" sounded better today than "I Want to Hold Your Hand." Among the fabulous four, George was clearly ahead of his time. And now he was gone.

Marla sipped her coffee as she recalled how the Beatles had inspired her to defy conventional authority. In high school, one-by-one, the boys traded in their crew cuts for long hair that hung over their collars. The girls let their hair grow long and straight, too, but their skirt lengths got shorter and shorter. Marla's mother wouldn't allow her to wear skirts above the knee. She didn't think it was decent. It made the girls look like tramps she said. But Marla found ways to dodge her mother's rigid rules. As soon as she arrived at school Marla would duck into the restroom and put on the mini- skirt that she had tucked into her book bag. 

The high school had a dress code. Guys had to wear their shirts tucked into their pants and their hair couldn't hang over the collar. The girls had to wear skirts that hung below the knee. Proper skirt length was determined by having the potential offender kneel in front of the dean. If the skirt touched the floor, it was the proper length. If not, she had to go home and change into more "decent" clothes.

So many kids were ignoring the dress code that it became increasingly difficult to enforce. The school administration often looked the other way, but periodically they cracked down. In the spring of Marla's senior year she was stopped in the hall by the dean and told to report to the office. She had just walked out of the restroom. Before exiting she had glanced at her mini- skirt in the mirror. What was wrong with a short skirt anyway, she thought. It showed off her long, sexy legs. And that was a good thing.

Several students had been herded into the dean's office that morning. He called each into his office to dole out the reprimand and obligatory detention slip. "Marla, don't you think your skirt is too short?" he asked with a sarcastic tone. 

"No, sir," she responded defiantly.

"Kneel down and let's find out, shall we?" he commanded. 

Marla did as instructed. Her skirt was positioned about mid-thigh and was clearly several inches off the ground. 

"Well, I guess we have a problem here, don't we?" the dean said with a smile. 

After the inspection, Marla leaned forward onto her hands to help her get up off the floor. "At least you're wearing panties," the dean remarked. "That's more than I can say for some of the little tramps I get in here. Now, go home and change into a proper skirt?" 

*****

"Excuse me. I need some help locating the court records for the State of Illinois versus Arnold Becker." 

The sound of Rick Carlson's voice pulled Marla back to reality. Rick was an assistant state's attorney. He normally sent a law clerk down to pull court records. She was surprised to see him in person this time.

Rick was younger than Marla by a decade. He had the aggressive good looks of an up and coming legal beagle in the State's Attorneys office. His body was lean and muscular. Not the heavy physique of a bodybuilder, but more like an Olympic swimmer. His jet-black hair was thick and neatly gelled. It accented his perfect white teeth that gleamed when he smiled, which he did frequently. 

Marla dutifully escorted him into the file room where many of the court records were kept. The more recent court cases were stored on computer disk, but the majority of the older ones were still in the file room. Marla quickly found the right file cabinet. Rick stood behind her as she checked each file label until she found "State of Illinois vs Arnold Becker". The file was heavy and thick, and was crammed into the drawer. Marla had trouble retrieving it. Rick reached around and helped her pull it from the drawer. As he did so, she was momentarily trapped between his hard, lean body and the extended file drawer. The feel of his taut body against her back sent a vibration through her spine. Her nipples became erect as he momentarily held her captive while he rifled through the file. She pushed the drawer closed and turned around. 

"Wait a minute," he said as he continued to flip through the file. "This isn't all of it. Becker was granted a retrial on appeal. I'm looking for that court transcript."

Marla opened the drawer and searched again. "I'm sorry, but it's not here."

"Are you sure?" Rick asked.

Marla checked one more time. "It's possible another attorney has it, or never returned it. Let me do some more searching and I'll call you when I find it."

"I'll be in court all afternoon. If you find it, just hold it for me. I'll stop by to pick it up," Rick commanded. "By the way," he continued, "I like your perfume. What is it?"

Marla was a bit taken aback by Rick's quick shift from being strictly business to asking a personnel question. "It's Obsession. I think it's my favorite," Marla said.

"I think it's become my favorite, too," he said with a smile.

Later that afternoon Marla found the missing file and called the District Attorney's office to inform Rick. His secretary took the call. "Sorry, he's still in court. I'll leave a message on his desk."

****** Joe's first comment to Marla that evening was, "Did you hear George Harrison died?"

"Yeah, everyone was talking about it this morning. It started me reminiscing about my high school days. Remember how the girls wore mini-skirts and no bras?"

Joe smiled, "Remember? How could I forget? You wore a mini-skirt on our first date. You were really hot and sexy then."

"What do you mean by that? Aren't I hot and sexy now?" Marla asked.

"Sure you're sexy now, but you wear such conservative clothes at work. It….well, it just keeps all of your best assets under wraps."

"What are you saying? I should dress like a tramp?" Marla said flippantly.

Joe paused for a moment. "Well, if you want to know the truth, yes, it wouldn't hurt. Not at work maybe, but at night and on weekends. It might spice things up a bit." Marla acted surprised and a bit offended by her husband's remarks but deep inside he was expressing some of the same feelings she had. After 20 years of marriage things were a bit routine in the bedroom. 

"Oh, and what else would you like to see, mister?" Marla continued. "What other fantasies do you have that you haven't told me about?"

"If I tell you, will you promise not to get mad?" Joe asked. Marla nodded. "I keep fantasizing about you getting fucked by another man. You pick a guy up, he fucks you, and you come home and confess what a little cock- craving slut you are. There I said it. It's out in the open."

Joe's confession wasn't a total surprise. He had hinted that he wanted to see her with another man on several occasions, but she played along as if she was intrigued. "Really? You'd like to see me get fucked by another man?" Marla repeated. "Wouldn't you be jealous?"

"Fuck no, I wouldn't be jealous," Joe reassured her. "Not if I know who he is and you tell me all about it afterward."

The idea of getting fucked by a stranger was one of Marla's fantasies, but she had never felt comfortable expressing that desire to Joe. But now that it was out in the open, now that he admitted it was one of his fantasies too, the idea made her horny as hell. 

"How about if you watched him fuck me? Wouldn't you like that even more?" Marla asked suggestively. 

Joe indicated his approval with a big smile. 

"Hold on for a second. I've got an idea," she said as she headed for the bedroom.

Marla searched through the skirts hanging in her closet and selected a tight fitting one that she hadn't worn in some time. It was a bit too "slutty" for the office. She was also able to locate a low-cut blouse that she had purchased over a year ago, but never wore because, well, it too screamed 'I'm just a slutty whore.' It was made of a thin satin material and clearly showed her lacy bra. This time, however, she selected a sheer bra that allowed a hint of her nipples to show through the blouse. She completed the ensemble with a pair of black high heels. Satisfied with her choices, she quickly changed from her conservative office attire into her sexy outfit.

Joe gave a low whistle when she returned to the living room. "Oh baby, now that's more like it. You look so fucking sexy."

"Is this more like what you had in mind?" she asked as she twirled like a New York fashion model.

"Yes, but don't you think that skirt is too short?" Joe asked. 

Marla smiled coyly as Joe put his hand on his chin and continued to study her over the top of his reading glasses. "I can't tell from here. I'm afraid I'm going to have to give it the test. Come over here and kneel down," he commanded. 

Marla went along with Joe's little game. 

"Just as I thought. This skirt is way too short. Now lean forward on your hands." Once again Marla did as he directed. The mini-skirt rose up and exposed the bottom of her ass. "Hmm, you are a little slut," Joe said as his hand reached up under her skirt. "You aren't wearing any panties." Joe ran his fingers between her thighs and lightly stroked her pussy. It was damp and Marla sighed faintly as his finger slowly encircled her clit. 

Joe ran his finger up and down her slit gently parting her swollen pussy lips. She spread her legs a little wider, still on all fours, allowing him freer access to her pussy. Joe raised her skirt to fully expose her firm ass. He inserted a finger into her wet box, which caused her to gasp slightly. "I love it when you finger fuck me," Marla said between gasps. She rocked backward in an attempt to drive the finger in deeper. 

"Deep down, I'm just a little slut, and you know it, don't you?" Marla said as Joe fingered her faster, sliding his digit in deeper with each stroke. "You make me feel like a fucking whore. And I love it."

"You love teasing men with your sexy body, don't you?" Joe said as he increased his finger fucking pace.

"Oh god, that feels good. Yes, do it just like that. That's what the dean wanted to do to me. He wanted to finger fuck me in his office that day. But he knew better. He knew I would tell everyone what a fucking pervert he was. I know I made his cock hard when I leaned forward to show him my ass. It was so easy to do. I could see the bulge in his pants after I got up off the floor. And it made me wet knowing he wanted to fuck a little slut like me." Marla pushed herself back onto Joe's feverish hand and wiggled her ass to increase the wonderful sensations that were running through her wet pussy. Her juices ran onto his fingers. After twenty years, Joe knew exactly how to find the right spots, those little hot buttons, that tripped her trigger. She moaned deeply as her orgasm overcame her.

After a second or two Marla turned around, still on her knees, and started fumbling with Joe's belt buckle. "Hmmm, that was so good. I wanna suck your cock."

Joe stopped her. "Sorry baby, but you don't have time for that right now. Rick Carlson called before you got home and said he needed that case file tonight. I told him you'd drop it off at the Brass Rail."

"Rick Carlson called here?" Marla asked in a surprised tone.

"I told him you'd be right over. He's probably there waiting for you right now." Marla wondered to herself what else her husband had discussed with Rick. And why did he suggest that she meet him at a lounge at the Holiday Inn when Rick could just as easily stop by the house?

"I better change," Marla said as she got to her feet.

"No, there's no time for that," Joe responded quickly. "Besides, I think he might like seeing you in something other than your business suits."

******

Marla searched the dark bar for signs of Rick Carlson. It was crowded and noisy, but she soon found him seated at a booth in the corner. She hugged the heavy case file against her chest as she crossed the room.

"Marla! Thanks for bringing that file over. I really appreciate it," Rick said as he took the pile of paper from her arms and placed it on the table next to his drink. "Please sit down. The least I can do is buy you a drink."

"Thanks. It wasn't any trouble," Marla lied. "But I really should be going."

"Nonsense. Sit. Sit," he said as he ushered her into the booth next to him. "Waitress, bring my friend a Mai Tai," he said with a flourish. "They're really excellent here. That's what I'm having."

Marla sipped her drink as Rick repeated how much he appreciated her extra efforts in finding the file and bringing it to him. She twirled the ice in the glass with a little straw. The drink was either extra potent or her empty stomach was causing it to have a heightened affect. In either case, her initial nervousness soon subsided and she found herself staring at Rick's dark brown eyes as he proceeded to tell her some of the legal details of his court case. "You look sexy in that outfit," he interjected. Once again he had suddenly shifted from discussing business to offering a personal compliment. Just like he had done in the file room.

"Why thank you. That's very nice."

"I also thought you looked sexy today in the file room," he continued. 

Marla took a long sip from her tropical drink. "You did?" 

"Yes. But those business suits keep all of your best assets under wraps," he continued. "You have such a hot, sexy body, if I may be so bold."

Where had Marla heard those words before? Unconsciously, she glanced across the room. And to her astonishment, who was sitting at the bar, but Joe. Her expression instantly turned from astonishment into one of stunned silence at seeing him there. He picked up her gaze, flashed a big smile, and gave her the "thumbs up" sign. So that's it. Joe had set this up with Rick beforehand, she thought to herself. Fine. If he wanted to get his rocks off watching his wife act like a slutty tramp then that's exactly what he would get.

Marla turned back to Rick. "I like dressing sexy. It makes me feel alive," she said seductively. She moved closer to Rick and let her hand rest on his thigh. She stroked the inside of his trousers lightly with her fingernails. "Ya know what? I'm not wearing any panties." This time it was Rick who took a long pull on his Mai Tai.

Marla let her fingers trail across Rick's crotch. She detected the bulge that was forming in his pants. "I felt that earlier today," she whispered, "when you rubbed against me in the file room." She deftly found his zipper and pulled it down. Rick offered no resistance. She reached in and felt his stiff member. "It's so big," she whispered softly. "I see you keep your best assets under wraps, too." Marla grasped his stiffening rod and stroked it lightly. Rick moaned under his breath. Marla let Rick's hands roam over the sheer fabric that barely concealed her tits. Her nipples immediately responded to his touch and peaked into rubbery nubs.

"This place is too crowded," he said abruptly. He threw a pile of bills on the table, zipped up his pants, and took Marla by the hand. Without explanation he led her to the lobby and toward the elevators. 

He punched the 7th floor button. As soon as the doors closed, he pressed Marla against the back of the elevator and kissed her mouth hard. He grabbed her ass and pulled her into him. "You are a little tease, aren't you?" he panted into her ear. "You like to make a guy's cock hard with your sexy clothes and hot body."

"Are you complaining?" Marla countered as she explored his firm ass. Her hands found his crotch again and she stroked his cock through his pants. "I like being a sexy little slut. I may look like a prim and proper woman by day, but I'm a slutty whore by night."

The elevator doors opened and Rick led Marla down the hallway with his room key at the ready. Once in the hotel room, they immediately started fumbling with their clothes. Rick unbuttoned her blouse and disengaged the bra clasp in what seemed like one swift snap of his fingers. He pushed her onto the bed and sucked eagerly on one of her erect nipples. She gasped softly as he pulled on one nipple with his lips and pinched the other lightly between his fingers. His free hand caressed the inside of her thigh while he worked his way toward her pussy. She still had her skirt on, but by now it was hiked up around her waist. 

Marla pushed Rick's shirt over his shoulders in an attempt to get rid of the thin barrier of cloth that separated her from his bare skin. He stopped sucking on her tits long enough to throw his shirt onto the floor and then continued on his mission. He sucked on her tits harder and pulled on her rubbery nipples. Marla moaned softly, "Bite my tits. Oh yeah, just like that."




Miniskirts & Legal Briefs



Rick continued kissing and lightly biting her tummy as he worked his tongue down to her pussy. He licked her slit slowly. His tongue traveled the entire length in one smooth motion and then encircled her clit, flicking it softly. Marla gave out a muffled cry as he tortured her with his tongue. Her clit was hard and on fire. He worked his tongue over and around it perfectly. She was so hot she gasped as she fought to maintain control of her orgasm.

Then Rick worked his way back on top of Marla and dry humped her using the hard bulge in his pants to rub against her pussy. Marla spread her legs to allow him fuller access to her wet box. The sensation of the fabric rubbing against her erect, swollen clit was surprisingly exciting. She grabbed his ass and held him tighter against her pussy and he continued grinding into her. 

Soon she began pulling on Rick's belt buckle in an attempt to get his pants off. Rick got the message and stood up while he dropped his pants to the floor. In that instant, Marla glanced into the corner of the room. The access door that separated their room from the one next door was slightly ajar. Someone was watching them. It was Joe! Marla didn't acknowledge Joe's presence. She knew he was playing games with her. If he wanted a show, then he was going to get one. 

She took Rick's cock in her hand and stroked it. It was about as long as Joe's but bigger around. "God, you're big," she said loud enough for Joe to hear. "Your cock is really going to fill me up." She sat on the edge of the bed and took the head of it into her mouth. She sucked on it deftly and licked the underside with her wet tongue. It responded by jumping slightly and growing harder. She looked over at Joe out of the corner of her eye as she worked on Rick's cock. Through the partially open doorway she could see that Joe's pants were down around his ankles and his cock stood firmly at attention. "Oh baby, you really know how to suck my cock," Rick said as he urged Marla on by placing his hand on the back of her head and pulling her closer.

"I want to feel that big cock inside me," Marla said between sucks. "I want you to fuck me doggie style. I want to feel that cock of yours deep inside me," she repeated. She quickly got back onto the bed, rested her head on the pillow, closed her eyes and stuck her soft, firm ass in the air. Rick kneeled behind her. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit, parting her swollen pussy lips. Marla was dripping wet with excitement. She couldn't wait to feel that big cock buried inside her. And the knowledge that her husband was watching her get fucked by another man made it even more exciting. 

Rick pushed his cock in deeper while he pulled Marla's hips toward him. His stiff rod slid all the way in, filling her with his meat. She gasped softly as her pussy stretched to accommodate him. "Fuck me with that big dick of yours. Fill me all the way up with it," she urged.

Rick pulled out and then pushed his cock home again. His paced increased as he drove his cock in and out of Marla's eager pussy. Then he slowed down and pulled out momentarily. "Oh don't tease me with it," she pleaded. "Fuck me." 

Marla felt the head against her pussy lips again. But this time it felt different. She opened her eyes and glanced between her legs. It was Joe! He was taking his turn. Two guys were fucking her at the same time. Just like Joe wanted. Marla soon spotted Rick standing off to the side, his cock still fully erect. Marla reached out for his dick. "Come over here," she urged. "No sense letting that hard cock go to waste. I'm such a fucking slut I want it all; both of them." She took Rick's dick in her mouth and sucked wantonly as Joe pumped her pussy with his hard tool. 

After a few minutes of fucking her pussy, Joe stopped briefly. "OK, counselor, it's your turn. Let's switch." Marla willingly released her hold on Rick's cock. He traded places with Joe. 

"Oh god, put that big dick in me again," Marla cried. "Fuck me hard and deep." She backed onto his cock and drove it deep inside her pussy. She could feel the tip pushing against her cervix. It filled her up. And every stroke touched all the right places. 

Joe stroked his cock as he watched Rick fucking his wife. His cock grew harder as he watched this stranger filling his wife up with his big tool. This was his fantasy, and now it was finally happening; his slutty wife getting fucked doggy style by some young stud. And he was about to make her cum. He could tell by the deep moans Marla was uttering with every thrust; the way she gripped the pillow. Joe stroked his cock harder and felt his own cum boiling in his balls. 

"Oh, that's right. Fuck me like that. I want you to cum all over my ass." Then she looked at Joe. "And I want you to cum all over me, too. Tonight, I'm your slutty whore. And I want you to cum all over me. I want you both to shoot your cum on me." Marla reached between her legs and fingered her clit while Rick fucked her harder and faster. " I'm going to cum if you keep fucking me like that," she gasped at Rick.

After a few more thrusts from Rick, Marla sighed deeply, "Oh god, I'm cumming now." Rick continued banging Marla until he, too, went over the edge. He pulled out of her tight pussy and shot his load all over her back.

Joe stroked his cock faster and faster. "Oh baby, I'm going to cum, too," Joe announced. After a few more strokes he unleashed hot jets of cum all over her back and ass. 

*****

Marla let the hot spray from the showerhead cascade over her body. She felt relaxed and completely satisfied both mentally and physically. Joe had introduced her to a side of her sexual being that she had always kept hidden. It was true, she thought. She enjoyed being a tease, a slutty little tramp. But Joe enjoyed it even more. And she vowed that this wouldn't be her last time with two men. The party was just beginning.

She turned on the radio as she toweled herself dry. The refrains of "It Don't Come Easy" floated through the bathroom mist. George would have been proud.



Ministering Angel



 I would like to dedicate this story to a young lady know only to me by the pseudonym of "malp87" whom I "met" very recently on another adult site. Her sweet face, sexy body and dirty mind inspired this story. I would like to thank her again for helping me find the spark to fire my imagination, which over past months seemed to have abandoned me. 

The events told below could have happened, but that is not to say that they did happen or even might happen sometime in the future. But one lives in hope! 

 Ministering Angel 

New Year's Eve: I wouldn't have come to the pub if my friends hadn't come hammering on my door insisting that I must join them and almost literally dragging me here. 

So here I sit, nursing my beer, the party flowing round me. My friends, of course, are all with their partners, couples enjoying the celebration. The pub is full of couples, or small groups of friends all noisy in their drunken anticipation of the year to come. My eyes glaze as stare blankly into the amber depths of my glass. I feel lonelier in the midst of this throng than if I had been left in peace and alone at my house. A quiet sigh escapes my lips. Another year almost gone, much of it spent partner-less and alone, I feel the back tide of depression beginning to envelope me.

Whilst I was considering making a discrete exit and escape back to my home, a sudden explosion of extra noise rolled over the already deafening roar of the party. The chimes of Big Ben boomed out from the radio, and with the first stroke of the hour the pub erupted with shouts of "Happy New Year". 

"Happy New Year! Ha! What did I have to be happy about?" I thought as my dark mood deepened further. 

"Come on mister grumpy!" 

A female voice shouted close to my ear as I was hauled out of my chair and press-ganged into joining the circle to sing Auld Lang Syne. My arms crossed in front of me and my hands held firmly by a young woman on either side, I mumbled my way through Robbie Burns's ancient rhyme. Yet, even with my senses dulled by misery a primal drive was still keeping watch deep inside me. My nose was filled with the scent worn by the young women pressed closely either side of me. My peripheral vision detected the way their pert breasts jiggled as they beat their arms up and down in time with the song. In my loins something stirred and began to take an interest. 

Despite my rising lust I was still determined to make my exit. In the general confusion as people broke up back into their groups after the song had ended I slipped quietly out of the door. 

I was half way across the car park when someone shouted. 

"Hey!" 

I kept walking. 

"Hey you stop! I'm talking to you!"

I stopped and turned around. There half silhouetted against the brightly lit façade of the pub I recognised the same young woman who had pulled me out of my chair and made me join in with Auld Lang Syne. She stood, her feet slightly apart and firmly planted on the tarmac of the car park, with her hands on her hips. In the half-light I could only make out the glint of the spectacles that she wore, but I could still feel the laser heat of the glare that she was giving me. 

In a less strident, yet still half mocking voice she said: 

"You miserable old bugger, don't I even get a New Year's kiss?" 

She marched over to where I was standing, grabbing me by the shoulders and only having to reach up slightly she mashed her lips against mine. Automatically my arms enfolded her slim body and drew her close to me, her mouth opened, her tongue probed at my lips. 

Dazed, confused by this sudden onslaught I pulled my face away from her. 

The deep black pit of depression opened before me and I began to sob, hot tears rolling down my face. 

Still our bodies were held close together and my man-brain continued running on its own agenda. What had started as a tingle in my loins a few minutes ago now grew in size and hardness and pressed firmly against her taught belly. 

"What's the matter?" Her voice now soft and quiet, almost whispering. Her fingers brushed the tears from my cheek. Then she gave a giggle and wiggled her hips against me. 

"At least one part of you seems to be enjoying itself."

I tried to pull away, "Sorry," I croaked, embarrassment now adding itself to the list of negative emotions that were assailing me. 

She held on to me to prevent my escape and put her fingers to my lips to silence my protests.

"No, don't be sorry, I'll take that as a compliment," she said as once again she pressed herself against my swollen flesh. 

Still trying to pull away, "Sorry" I repeated, "I just want to go home and be on my own." 

"No," she spoke more firmly now as if some motherly instinct had taken control. 

"You shouldn't be alone, not tonight, not like this. Wait here, I'll get my coat, I'm coming with you."

The power decision had been taken from me, so I stood meekly waiting while she went back into the pub and collected her coat. 





Ministering Angel Ch. 02



Although this story stands quite well on its own, I would encourage you, if you haven't already done so, to read the previous part 'Ministering Angel' first. 

As with the previous part, I thank, and dedicate this story to, 'malp87'

I hope you enjoy it.





Ministering Angel Ch. 03



Like all the previous stories in this series I believe that this one will stand alone. However I suggest it is better to read them all in the correct sequence.





Minister's Daughter Loves Black Cock



Leroy and Kristen had been secret lovers now for 2 weeks. Kristen's hunger for Leroy's cock had originally been difficult for him to understand- especially considering Leroy's 65 years compared to her age of just-barely-eighteen. Add this to the fact that he was considered none-too-attractive by most women's standards. Leroy felt lucky indeed every time he saw Kristen on her knees before him, pulling down his zipper...

But soon enough Leroy got it that Kristen was hot for him not despite of the fact that he was black and old, but because of it. And his erect cock was bigger than any white boy's penis. Kristen was addicted to how it stretched her open when he fucked her, addicted to how black it looked covered with her pussy's lubrications. And she was especially into the feeling it gave her to rebel against her father- the town minister. 

Square, religiously conservative, and racist, her father Reverend Richardson thought of Kristen as the virginal apple of his eye, his blonde baby girl- or so Kristen thought. She didn't suspect that, since his baby had hit puberty and blossomed into a young woman, her father's attitude towards her had subtly changed. 

For the last few months, the Reverend had been masturbating thinking of her. At first, he wouldn't even admit his secret lusts to himself. But as time passed, the Reverend had shamed himself repeatedly by jerking off to impure thoughts of his daughter. In recent weeks, he had been retrieving Kristen's soiled panties from the laundry and jerking his own seed into the wet crotch. He regularly closed his eyes and thought about his daughter's fat breasts and her need for a D-cup brassiere to hold her sumptuous tits, the way they swayed and shook if she failed to wear one. He thought about her blonde pussy and how the panties he was holding to his prick at that very moment had been snug against her folds- and he would ejaculate into them.

By now, his shameful acts had culminated in this: hiding in his daughter's bedroom closet in hopes of watching her masturbate. But today, he had gotten more than he bargained for. To the Reverend's horror, he had just been forced to watch his own pure, blonde daughter penetrated by a man- a negro man at that. His penis was bigger and wider than any penis the Reverend had imagined even existed. 

The Reverend had survived this spectacle (his penis erect, of course) crouching in the closet. He was afraid to make a sound, ashamed to be there, horrified at what he had just witnessed. The lovers were finally finished. Reverend Richardson was hoping they would go and he could make his escape. His daughter was standing up, as if to get dressed. But then the man, Leroy she called him, spoke to her and the reverend realized that he might have to stay where he was for a little longer.

Leroy sat on the edge of Kristen's bed, his huge dick still dangling between his legs, the cum and cunt juice still dripping off the tip. With a serious look on his face, he patted the bed signaling for Kristen to sit beside him.

"Listen, darling- I haven't forgotten what you told me..." 

Kristen smiled happily and nodded, not sure where the conversation was leading. "Told you about what, dear?"

"About what you love" he palmed his fat black cock, held it up to remind her "the most."

Kristen looked down, already hungry for more black cock. But Leroy, for the next little while, anyway, was done.

"You told me about how you love cock- black cock..." Leroy smiled at her. "Well, honey- I lost a lot of money in a game a few nights back. I owe a brother a chunk of change- and you know times have been tight for us lately." Kristen smiled helpfully. "So I'm thinking that you might help me with my problem- that you might not mind helping..." Kristen had a glimmer in her mind of what Leroy might be thinking. "He comin' over soon to discuss it and..." just as Leroy was leading up to the proposition the doorbell rang.

Reverend Richardson, in his agony, had no idea where this was all leading. He knew by now that he should have already rushed out of the closet to protect his 'chaste' flesh and blood, but his concern for his reputation, his image, and the leadership of his congregation froze his will in place—at the peephole of his daughter's bedroom closet.

The next thing Reverend Richardson knew was that Leroy Horton was re-entering the room with a new player. The man was black and even older than the janitor.

The first thing Hollis Brown noticed as he entered the room was the smell of pussy. Hollis had no clue who the girl would be, but he couldn't have been more pleasantly shocked than to see it was the town's most gorgeous white teen, the girl he'd been staring down for the last two years at the liquor store: Reverend Richardson's incredibly built, teenage daughter. This time, she was staring back. 

The look on Hollis' face was serious. It was the same look Kristen had seen from behind the plate glass window at the liquor store, as Hollis' eyes would follow her back to her car. 

"Dis da' man I owe 'da money to, babe," Leroy said to Kristen, continuing his con of the girl. Kristen was naked on the bed, legs open. Without speaking, she smiled and nodded to her husband's friend. In no particular hurry, she slowly brought her knees together.

Hollis played along, smiled back at the white beauty before him.

"How- how can I help?" Kristen asked softly, looking Hollis up and down. Leroy had put on a pair of pants to go answer the door. Both men were dressed- but she was naked- just fucked. The room still reeked of pussy.

"Well...uhhh..." She looked up at the two old, black men, and the room went silent. Just then, the purpose of Hollis' arrival began to dawn on Kristen. How to be a good girl, and still get what she wanted too? Kristen thought she knew. Trying to act subservient, she looked down at the floor, and slowly, carefully, spread her legs apart. There was a wet noise as her lips eased open.

Kristen's mind was reeling. Had she been a prize that had been won, something of great value? Was she about to be used- sexually used- by this stranger, to pay off her man's debts? Didn't that make her a whore? She was getting all hot and tingly. At this thought, Kristen's pussy released a little gush of wet excitement. She closed her eyes in shame and anticipation.

Without any words, Hollis began to remove his clothing. Soon he was down to his boxers. As he pulled them down he revealed an enormous dick that was already swelling, soon to be every inch Leroy's equal.

"My God- are all black men so big!" Kristen was peeking now. Her mind reeled as she tried not to stare at Hollis' dark, thickening sex organ.

A few feet away in the confines of the closet, the town Minister was echoing his daughter's thoughts. He watched another over-endowed old Black undressing himself in his cherished daughter's bedroom- with an intent that was only too clear.

Leroy rested his hand on Kristen's shoulder. He owned her- and he could see his scheme was working. He looked down at Kristen- she was alternating between staring at the floor and surreptitiously checking on Hollis' big dick, which was bobbing and throbbing its way into a full-blown 11" erection.

Hollis' dick was long and, on his thin frame, appeared incredibly fat besides. 

Kristen was becoming more convinced in the recesses of her mind that her life—and womb—was to be dedicated to the power and vitality in the penises of old, black men.

"Well, let me step out and give you two a chance ta' talk," Leroy said, winking at Hollis. 

With that, Leroy exited the room, leaving Hollis Brown, 72 year old liquor store employee, and the Caucasian Kristen Richardson, the teenager who was the local high school's prettiest student, alone together.

Hollis Brown sat beside Kristen on her bed. As he did, his tall, thin frame slouched somewhat in the sitting position due to his advanced years. But it made his enormous dick seem that much the larger. The ebony lance seemed to project clear up to the old, Black's chest cavity.

Kristen tried not to stare at the monstrous cock. She badly wanted to whore for it- but how not to appear too eager? She knew the old man would probably be fucking her soon. How to be patient? Hollis could see just by the way she was breathing that the girl was aroused. Hollis decided to make her wait for a few minutes...

From his hiding place, Reverend Richardson could see the old man and his daughter speaking softly to one another. Although he couldn't make out what they were saying, it appeared they were engaged in the small talk that young lovers often use as a sort of verbal foreplay to sex.

As the old black man would whisper something to the girl, she'd turn from shyly staring at the floor to looking momentarily into his eyes, then averting them again to the floor. Sometimes as she spoke, the young blonde would look at the old man's dick, almost as if speaking to it rather than him.

In time it was as if there were three members in the intimate conversation: Kristen, Hollis, and Hollis' huge, throbbing cock. The old cock appeared at times to be drooling in response to Kristen as she spoke to it.

As the soft conversation drew on, Hollis grew more confident with the girl. Using a move he'd used on young girls fifty years before, he stroked Kristen's hair as he spoke to her. As his hand stroked her hair, he let it run down a strand, over her shoulder, and along her breast. After doing this a few times, he let himself casually reach down and tenderly play with the blonde teenager's breast, gently tweaking her nipple and even pulling on it lightly. The girl didn't offer any objection to the old, black man's tit-play. Instead, she seemed to shiver a bit- and sat up a little straighter. Both her nipples got hard and erect. He tugged a little harder, and Kristen moved her arms behind her back to make her breasts stick out more for him. Hollis watched Kristen close her eyes. For a moment, all went silent as Hollis gently twisted Kristen's thick nipples.

In the closet, tears were forming in the Minister's eyes. It was hard for the pious Reverend to discern whether he felt a father's pain—or jealousy.

Hollis then reclined onto his elbows- letting his huge, coal-black member loom out over his torso, throbbing and drooling, as it displayed itself to the admiring blonde girl.

The Reverend was forced to watch as his darling, blue-eyed daughter casually reclined onto one elbow, turning herself toward the old man. She tried to make it seem natural as she trailed her hand along his thigh. She tried to keep her hand from shaking as she brought it near to the cock she wanted to touch. Kristen was now subtly assuming the role of aggressor. As they continued to chat, she leisurely dipped her warm hand more deeply between his thighs- and then drifted it upward- finally cupping the old, black balls of Hollis Brown.

As the strange couple continued chatting, the girl was lightly fondling his dangling balls. Now it was Kristen Richardson turned pursuer, casually rolling the huge testes of Hollis Brown through her fingers. She smiled up at him, still pretending to be interested in their talk. She whispered to him, smiled and nodded if he spoke, but all the while Kristen was seeing herself as a white whore, imagining Hollis shoving his fat black cock into her mouth and down her throat. Maybe he would hold her head down on his prick and give her that choking feeling she loved when Leroy mouth-fucked her that way?

Hollis was in heaven. He now reclined fully, hands cradled behind his head, letting the white teenager do the work. Kristen was now putting the moves on him, to his delight.

Reverend Richardson, tears rolling down his face, was now cursing his God as he stroked his own prick.

Occasionally, Kristen would let go of Hollis' balls and reach up, stroke and lightly pinch the tip of his drooling dick, dab up the viscous precum oozing there, and then pop the finger into her mouth. 

"He tastes so good," Kristen thought. Kristen concluded there and then that all black men must taste so good. She stroked his balls with one hand as she lightly brushed the underside of his quivering prick. She stroked towards the tip, bringing more clear fluid oozing from his fat glans. Hollis sighed. 

Kristen took this as encouragement. She knew she was doing a good job- that her husband would be pleased with the service she rendered to his gambling buddy... With her thumb and first two fingers, she lightly held his cock near the glans. 

A few feet away in the closet, her father noted how dark and thick the old black's prick looked against his daughter's lovely white fingers. Kristen whispered something to Hollis that her father couldn't make out. Then she started lightly stroking the fat black cock upwards while tugging Hollis' sensitive balls downwards. Hollis groaned, and Kristen was delighted to see a big dollop of white pre-cum ooze out of his prick. She spread it around, artfully lubricating his glans. She kept stroking, knowing that if she went on for long, this old negro would not be able to keep from shooting his load.

Finally, old Hollis Brown could take no more. Wordlessly he got up from his reclining position. Kristen, shaking in anticipation and in shame, positioned herself on the edge of her bed and leaned back on some pillows, spreading her young, white thighs for him. She couldn't raise her eyes to his, but played at subservience, her eyes mostly on her john's black prick.

Then the Minister witnessed his daughter's pristine, white, delicate fingers grasp the glistening black dick. She pulled it down a bit, prompting Hollis to bend over and put his hands on the teenager's bed. Her father could hear her shallow breathing. Now she was stroking his cockhead up and down, up and down along her moist vaginal lips, ashamed of her desire, yet aching for penetration.

Hollis sighed and allowed his hips to relax. The fat knob of Hollis Brown's dick pushed more firmly against the girl's waiting lips. She slowed her up-and-down stroking and positioned the cockhead at her cunt's entrance. The warm hole gave a bit, and Hollis felt himself pushing into something hot, wet, and very tight.

The Reverend stroked his prick as he watched the black man begin to ease into his daughter's beautiful pink hole. 

Kristen whispered something to Hollis that the Reverend couldn't make out. Then Old Hollis Brown relaxed his long, black dick more deeply into Kristen Richardson's teenage pussy. The cunt was warm and very snug. It was almost too tight to push into, but then Kristen reached between her thighs and pulled herself open for him. 

"You're... you're so Big, Mister Hollis...". Kristen sighed with pleasure. "It's it's OK, sir. Your little whore—"... Hollis felt a surge of lubrication gush into her pussy and coat his cock. "...your whore will stretch to fit...sir..." She pulled her lips apart more firmly. Hollis eased in another inch.

He pulled out a bit. From the Reverend's view in the closet, he could see his daughter's white, sticky secretions coating first few inches of the old man's dick. Hollis pushed in again, more deeply than before. He pulled out completely, his big black cock bouncing out, shiny and fully hard. 

Kristen opened her eyes and looked up at Hollis. She continued to hold her lips apart with one hand. With the other, she closed her wet fingers around Hollis' fat cock.

"Please, Daddy..." She whispered, stroking it. Her father heard her speak his name, sat up straight—but then realized she was speaking to Hollis. "Oh, god- please, Daddy...." She squeezed the shaft, and dollop of white juice oozed out. Kristen spread it up and down, up and down the length of the cock. 

Finally, Kristen couldn't pretend any more. She raised her beautiful blue eyes and looked into old Hollis Brown's face. 

"Please, Daddy..." she whispered. "Please.... let me be your whore, Daddy..." Still stroking Hollis' cock, Kristen pulled it and raised her hips to meet the tip. "Fuck your whore, Daddy- please don't wait anymore...." With a satisfied grunt, Hollis finally pushed in to his balls. In the closet, her father started to ejaculate.

As he fucked her Hollis noticed that Kristen's big breasts were still pushed up and together by her arms as she continued to hold her pussy open for him. He reached up and pulled on Kristen's nipples, pulled and tugged. In response, she twisted her body under his, shoving her cunt more violently onto Hollis' oversized organ.

Kristen looked down- past her own quivering teats being violently pulled and twisted by a pair of black hands—past her naked, shaved pubic mound—to her cunt hole. This would be a common sight for the rest of Kristen Richardson's life: her submissive, white body being penetrated by the huge distended cock of an older black lover. As she realized that she was finally, truly a white whore, Kristen's pussy released a fresh surge of lubrication. She squeezed her lover's cock with her sex muscles. Tonight, she was his to fuck.

As if he knew just what the teenager was thinking, Hollis got his arms under Kristen's legs and bent them upwards, pinning her knees to her shoulders, and opening her up to him completely.

Reverend Richardson, his cock spent, felt a whirlwind of pain and emotion within him as he watched on helplessly.

Kristen brought her legs up higher between her and her aged lover, wrapping her ankles behind Hollis Brown's neck. This created a tighter, more pleasurable fit for both of them. Hollis began to ride the girl ferociously. In his mind Kristen now represented all the white women who had ever snubbed him. Like a vengeful Black Knight he drove his lance deeper and deeper into his oppressor—Kristen Richardson's perfect, white flesh.

For her part, Kristen was in ecstasy. She loved the feeling of giving her body to an old black man's cock. Why was unimportant. What was important was that she pleasure herself on the huge, quivering cocks of older black lovers. They would want her for fucking, would need to shoot cum from their balls into her cunt. Nothing else mattered, and for the rest of her life, nothing else would satisfy her.

After nearly 15 minutes of intense cock-pleasure, Hollis felt his sensitized cock dripping thick seed deep inside Kristen's wet, stroking fuck-hole. His time was imminent. She sensed this, and forced her body onto his prick to increase his pleasure when he decided to shoot off. Hollis could not hold back any longer. He cried out- first in the rhythm of his breath, then in the rhythm of ejaculation. Crying out, he let loose a torrent of frustration, lust, and love. He felt seventy years of suppressed longing flood from his African balls into Kristen Richardson's open and willing Caucasian womb.

"Yesss...yess...oh God...yesss..." the white girl moaned as she quivered in her own orgasm beneath her black conqueror.

Hollis Brown had found his Holy Grail and he had now filled the pristine, white chalice to overflowing...with his potent, African seed.

This would be a common scenario for the rest of Kristen Richardson's life: her submissive, white body writhing in ecstasy under the powerful, pounding loins of an African lover.

The Reverend was now using Kristen's panties to dry his cock and balls of the sticky discharge that witnessing his daughter's fuck had caused. The Reverend was quietly crying as he watched his beautiful daughter cradle the old, black man's hips with her open, loving white thighs.



Minister's Wife



Audrey was a beautiful young woman. Some people said that she was far too beautiful to be a minister's wife, but that's not fair. Why shouldn't a minister have a beautiful wife. The trouble is that everybody doesn't obey that commandment that says "Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife."

Audrey had been married to the Rev. Peter Brown for five years. They were both in their early thirties and had met when they were students at the same university. Peter had become Minister of an active church in a small town and they lived in the manse. Audrey had intended to have a career in the business world, but church congregations don't seem to like their Minister's wife to be working in the secular world.

The congregation had spent some time seeking a good organist and at last they found an excellent prospect in the person of David Peat. Although David wasn't the most dedicated churchman, he was an excellent musician. He played the church organ with a flair and his personality suggested that he would also be a great choir director.

Soon after he was appointed he bought a small house just down the street from the manse and arranged to provide private tuition on the piano at his house as well as voice training. 

When he had settled in to his new work and his home Peter suggested that it would be appropriate to invite hum over to the manse for dinner one evening. Audrey agreed and a date was agreed upon. The dinner was a great success. David was a handsome man in his forties. He took good care of his body and Audrey had seem him jogging by the manse regularly in the early mornings. He had a friendly outgoing personality and made friends easily. The conversation over dinner ranged over a number of interesting topics.

As Audrey was pouring coffee at the end of dinner the phone rang. It was one of the member's of Peter's congregation calling from the hospital to say that his wife was dying, and asking Peter to come and pray with them. Peter, of course, left for the hospital without delay.

When they had finished their coffee David offered to help Audrey with the dishes.

"You don't have to do that!" she said. "Guests don't wash the dishes after dinner. Let's sit and relax for a while."

"But I'd like to help you with the dishes, Audrey. And I don't want you to think of me as guest, rather as a neighbor and a friend. Come on," he concluded as he picked up some of the dishes off the dining table and headed for the kitchen.

As she was washing the dishes and he was drying he suddenly said, "Has anyone told you, Audrey, that you are a very beautiful woman?"

She could feel herself blushing as she replied, "Not in blunt terms like that."

"Well I'm telling you," he said. "You're beautiful and you're sexy!"

"David!" she exclaimed, so startled by what he had said that she dropped a cup which shattered on the floor.

He took no notice of the broken cup. He continued, "There's absolutely no question about your beauty. It's breathtaking. And I'm sure I'm right about you being sexy too. You see I watch you very carefully every Sunday."

She had now stopped washing dishes and stood staring at him. "What are you talking about?" she asked.

"Well you see, one of the drawbacks of being a church organist is that you are supposed to listen to a sermon every Sunday. And I don't like sermons. So I sit on that little seat beside the organ and look out at the congregation trying to find something to take my mind off the sermon. Don't tell you husband that, though."

She laughed. "Of course I won't tell him. T be quite honest my mind wonders a lot during the sermons. And please don't you tell that to my husband either." 

He laughed with her. Then he went on, "Now I don't have to worry about the sermon any more. I find that all I want to do during those twenty minutes every Sunday is to look at you and feast my eyes on your beauty. You have the most dazzlingly beautiful blue eyes set in the most beautifully crafted face, and although it's not always easy to see them from where I'm sitting, you have gorgeous legs. . ."

"David," she interrupted, her cheeks now burning.

"Don't interrupt," he said. "You haven't heard the best part. As I sit there and let your husband drone on with his sermon, I have this vision - this fantasy if you like - of undressing you and making passionate love to you. And the reason I think you're sexy is because in my fantasy you always respond with such passion. I haven't hear a word of the sermon for a month now."

"I think you'd better go home now, David, before you make matters worse." She knew she was still blushing, and although she was horrified at what he had said, she couldn't help a stirring down there between her legs and she knew she had to get him out of the house.

"OK Audrey, I'm going. I won't say any more tonight. I just thought it was fair to let you know what I'm thinking. So if you see me looking at you during the sermon next Sunday, you'll know that I'm mentally undressing you." He grinned with a charming boyish grin.

"Good night, David," she said as she held the front door open for him.

"Good night, Audrey." He put an arm behind her and kissed her full on the lips before she could pull away. "Thank you for a lovely evening." Next Sunday as Peter began his sermon Audrey looked over at the organist. He was looking right at her and smiling. As her eye caught his he winked. She turned her head away quickly as she felt the blush rising on her cheeks. She looked up at the pulpit where her husband was propounding God's word in a solemn voice. She hadn't heard a word he said, and even when she tried to listen she couldn't concentrate and couldn't get the drift of what he was saying. Her eyes slid back to David sitting beside the organ. He was still looking at her and smiling and she knew that he was mentally undressing her. 

This was ridiculous. Here she was in God's house. Her husband whom she loved was standing there in the pulpit, and this handsome man was mentally undressing her and fondling her body. The ridiculous thing was that the realization of what he was doing was making her terribly horny. She could feel herself getting damp between the legs as she thought about what Davis was doing. And she couldn't help herself.

Next morning the phone rang. Peter had gone over to the church so Audrey answered, "Good morning, the Methodist manse."

"Good morning you lovely creature. Would you come over for coffee about ten o'clock?" The rich baritone voice of David was unmistakable.

"David, this is crazy. It's not right. I'm a married woman. Please stop."

"You may be married, darling, but that doesn't stop me lusting after you. There's all kinds of stories in the Bible about men lusting after other men's wives. Remember David and Bathsheba? By the way, did you realize I was undressing you during the sermon yesterday?"

"David, you've got to stop this!"

"Actually, I did more than undress you. The sermon was long enough for me caress your lovely breasts and feel the wetness of your pussy. As a matter of fact I was so caught up in what I was doing that I didn't hear the sermon end and I almost missed my cue for the next hymn!"

"David!"

"Listen, Audrey, if you're not here by ten o'clock, I'll come right down there and ravish you in your own house, even if Peter's there. I mean it. See you over here at ten!" He hung up.

Audrey stood looking out of the kitchen window. "Oh my God! What am I going to do?" she thought. "I don't want him coming down here. Peter will probably be back soon after ten."

At ten o'clock she wrote a note and left it on the kitchen table - "Peter, I've gone out for a while. Won't be long. Love, Audrey." With a trembling sensation pervading her whole body she walked up the street and rang the bell of David's house. "Come in, my dear, come!" he greeted her. "And don't look so scared. I'm not going to rape you, you know. My bark's much worse than my bite. I say a lot of things for effect, but I promise you I won't rape you against your will. Mind you, if you decide you want me to do all those things about which I fantasize, you won't have to ask me twice. No, I just asked you over for coffee because I want to talk to you about your voice."

"My voice!" Audrey couldn't believe what she had heard.

"Yes, darling, your voice. Now, let me poor you some coffee. Do you mind sitting at the kitchen table?"

"Of course not. But what's this about my voice?"

"Well, as you know, I'm responsible for the church choir, and Peter wants me to recruit new members. I also do voice training here on an individual fee basis, not just for choir members but for anyone who has the potential to be able to sing well. From your lovely speaking voice I have a feeling that you ought to be an excellent singer. I detect a latent pure contralto voice. Have you ever sung in public?"

"Only in church as a member of the congregation." Audrey was surprised at the topic of conversation. "I don't think I'm good enough for the choir."

"Perhaps you would allow me to be the judge of that, my dear. Would you sing something for me?"

"What here? Now?"

"When we've finished our coffee we'll go through to the front room. There's a piano there so that I can accompany you."

They went into the front room and David sat down at the piano and began to strum on the keys. He handed her a hymn book, music edition. "Let's try this one - My faith looks up to thee. I'll play it through once and then you join in and sing the first verse with me."

She did as he asked, but felt very self-conscious about it.

"That's great," he said, "but you're still a little nervous about it. Just relax, Audrey, and we'll run through it once more."

"Wonderful!" he said as he closed the piano. "I knew you had potential. Let's go over and sit on the couch and talk about this. I'd like to have you in the church choir, Audrey. But before you're ready for that I'd like to give you a course in voice training. That means you would come over here twice a week for an hour each time as I help you to develop your voice. I normally charge a fee for that, but as this will benefit the church I'll waive the fee in your case. What do you say?"

"Well, I think I'd like to, but I think I'd better talk it over with Peter first."

"That's wonderful! I'm sure he'll agree. You let me know as soon as you've talked to him. That's wonderful! Now, dear, do you think we could get a little more personal for a few minutes?"

"What do you mean by that?" she asked warily.

"Well, I've told you that I think you're beautiful. And I think you're sexy, too. I've told you how I fantasize about you during the sermon. By the way, Audrey, what was the sermon about yesterday?"

She suddenly found herself blushing. "I can't remember. I don't think I was concentrating on it very well."

He laughed. "Do you know what I think?" he asked. "I think you were concentrating on me during the sermon. You looked at me and you knew that I was fantasizing about you. And I think you enjoyed that knowledge. I think that you were secretly wishing my fantasy would come true. Am I right, Audrey? Be honest! Am I right?"

She couldn't stop the blush from her face. She couldn't look at him, and she couldn't find her voice. She just sat and stared at the carpet.

"Ah! I thought so! You were enjoying the knowledge of what I was doing, weren't you? Look me in the eye, Audrey, and tell me you weren't enjoying it." He took her hand in his and gently raised it to his lips and kissed it. He placed his other hand under her chin and just as gently raised it until their eyes met. "You enjoyed it, Audrey, didn't you?" he whispered.

"Yes, I enjoyed it!" she whispered back.

Still whispering, he said, "You'd really like me to kiss you now, wouldn't you, Audrey? All you have to do is ask!"

Suddenly she blurted out, "Oh, don't be such a tease, David. Yes, I want you to kiss me." She threw her arms round his neck and kissed him full on the lips.

Her sudden capitulation surprised him. But he quickly recovered and pulled her body closer to him as they kissed deeply. They explored one another's mouth with passion as he began to caress her breasts through her silk blouse.

Suddenly he stood up. "I think you'd better go home," he said just as she was beginning to want more. "I promised you I wouldn't rape you, and I'm keeping my promise. You go and talk to Peter about you coming here for voice lessons. If he agrees, then perhaps we can find time during each lesson to explore some of my fantasies. You'd like that, wouldn't you Audrey."

"I'd better go," she said. She gave him another kiss and walked home with her mind churning and her body giving her a host of mixed messages.

Peter thought that it would be a great idea for her to get some free voice training from David and he liked the idea of her joining the choir. She phoned David to tell him.

"Wonderful! How about tomorrow at 2:00 p.m. for your first lesson?"

"I'll be there." She hung up, not daring to say more.

She was there promptly at 2:00 p.m. the next day. David was very formal and the voice lesson, which lasted an hour, was handled with professional propriety.

"That's a good start, Audrey. As I expected, you will become an excellent singer and before long you will be singing solos in church. Now to other things. A glass of wine?"

"That would be nice!" she said.

He filled two glasses with good white wine and handed her one. He raised his glass in a toast. "To us!" he exclaimed with a grin.

"To us?" she responded, more with the intonation of a question than an exclamation.

He drank from his glass. "Yes," he said, "To us! It is my sincere intention to make a great singer out of you. It is also my sincere intention, if you will allow me, to make a great lover out of you! Surely you know me well enough by now not to be surprised by that."

She smiled at him. "No David, I'm not surprised. It's what I would have expected you to say. But I have to remind you that I'm a married woman. And what's more, I'm married to a minister. I've had it instilled into me all my life that adultery is wrong."

"Oh my darling Audrey, of course it's wrong! That's part of what makes it such fun. It's wrong in principle, but in practice I know that you want me to make love to you. I don't want to force you. I want you to be a willing partner. So come now, give me a kiss, darling."

She put her glass down. "God, David, you're persuasive! How can a girl resist you?" She walked over to him, put her arms round his neck and kissed him deeply and passionately. He pulled her body close against his own and she felt the stirring of his erection pressed against her. 

"Let's go up to the bedroom, darling," he whispered. He took her by the hand and she went with him without hesitation.

As they stood by the bed together he said, "I've told you more than once that my weekly fantasy during the sermon involves me slowly undressing you, garment by garment, not in a tearing frenzy, but gently, delicately, revealing a little more of your beauty as each garment is removed. May I have your permission now to turn this fantasy into reality?"

She kissed him again and said, "Yes. David, you have my permission."

He began to unbutton her blouse. Then he eased it out from the top of her skirt, folded it and placed it on the dresser. He then kissed her neck gently and moved the area of his kissing down to the lacy edge of her bra. He reached behind her and undid the fastenings of the bra, slipped it off and placed it carefully with the blouse.

"Even more beautiful than I imagined!" he sighed as he cupped her full breasts in his hands and bent to kiss them. His kisses gently circumnavigated each breast until his lips arrived at her now very erect nipple. He sucked each nipple gently but firmly, then stood back a pace to admire her. "Heavenly! Just heavenly!" he murmured.

Next he undid the belt of her short skirt, reached around the back and eased the zipper down. He held the skirt as it fell to her ankles rather than just letting it drop on the floor. She stepped out of it and he folded it and placed it on the dresser. Her nylon slip was next to go.

"Perhaps you could help me, dear," he said, "by sitting on the end of the bed." She complied with his request and he knelt and removed her shoes, then gently easing up her lower body he slid her sheer pantyhose down her legs and placed them on the dresser. "Beautiful legs!" he murmured as he slid his hands up the inside of each leg from the ankle high up each inner thigh, but stopping short of her most private part. Audrey was now so aroused that she was quivering all over. No one had ever treated her body with such respect and adoration in equal measure.

"One more to go!" he smiled as he removed her nylon panties. "Stand up, darling, please." As she did so he stepped back and looked at her. "Never have I seen such perfection!" he said.

"David," she said softly, "I have a confession to make."

He laughed. "No, no, I'm not the person you confess to. That's your husband!"

"I'm serious, David. I have to tell you that last Sunday during the sermon, when I saw you looking at me I too had a fantasy. I saw myself undressing you. May I now put my fantasy to work?"

"Oh my God, Audrey, you're priceless. Go right ahead, my darling."

One by one she removed his clothes with the same care that he had shown with hers until they both stood there naked. As she worked she was aware of the growing erection below his pants, but when she finally slipped down his shorts and his penis emerged, she gasped. "Holy Jesus, it's enormous!" she exclaimed.

"Oh dear!" he laughed, "I didn't think minister's wives were supposed to blaspheme."

"I normally don't," she said, "but your penis is a monster. It must be five times the size of Peter's. It's far too big to go inside me!"

"You'll be surprised," he said as he lay on his back on the big bed. "But since you are so fascinated by my cock, perhaps I could get you to kiss it, to lick it, perhaps even to suck it a little."

She knelt beside him and kissed the top of his enlarged penis. Then she gently kissed all around its head. Her tongue came and she began to lick the head and then with longle gentle strokes she licked up and down the length of the shaft as he began to moan with pleasure. She took his balls in one hand and began to massage them. His moans increased. She looked up at him. "It's too big to go in my mouth," she whispered.

"Then just take it a bit at a time, darling," he said. "Get up here and straddle my body so that I can lick your pussy while you work on my cock."

She did what he said and as she opened her mouth wide to suck in the head of his penis she felt his tongue at the mouth of her pussy. She sucked in a couple of inches of cock and then moved back to the head, then back down, a little further this time. Then again, and again. She was developing a rhythm to it and each time she went down she seemed to go further until the thing was filling her whole mouth, She increased the tempo - up - down - up - down -up - down - faster - faster - faster. His tongue was now inside her pussy doing incredible things there. Suddenly he tensed and she knew he was coming. She pulled her mouth away and a great spurt of his sperm shot up all over her face.

"Darling, I'm sorry," she said. "I just couldn't swallow it. I'm so sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry, darling. You were wonderful. Turn over and I'll clean up your face."

They lay there exploring and caressing one another's special places until his penis regained its full erect stature. "Are you ready, Audrey?" he asked.

"Yes, David, now, but go gently with me."

He entered her gently and pushed his huge penis slowly into her pussy. He withdrew it a little way then pushed it harder and further. Repeating this and gradually increasing both the speed of his thrusts and the depth of his penetration, Audrey was emitting loud sighs and moans of pleasure. She reached her legs around his body and locked her ankles behind his back and began to thrust her hips upward in time to his thrusts.




Minister's Wife



I always enjoyed my time at church as a young man, not for all the Stuff I was attempted to be taught, but for the girls. Who ever said Good girls don't, did not go to the church I went too. I got more girls there than I ever did all during High School. Every Wednesday evening I would take a girl or two home after stopping for a malt or sex, whichever we felt like at the time.

Even thought I had Graduated last year, I still knew all the same people at church. And the girls didn't change, we got some new ones now and then, but mainly I had the same girls for a couple of years, that is until the day I got stupid and got Becky Wilson to do me in the ministers office. I was just fixing to cum when the door opened and in came the Ministers Wife, Mrs. Nelson.

Shit, I knew I was in for it big time now. Here I was on top of Becky Wilson, her legs wide open and her crying out as I pumped her hard on the Ministers desk. I looked over my shoulder when I heard the door open, and barely slowed down. Mrs. Nelson's eyes popped wide open and her jaw dropped as she took in the sight of my ass pumping in to the girl she had taught Sunday School to for years.

"What in the world!" Mrs. Nelson cried out.

I could do nothing but stop and yank my pants up, blushing at being caught. Becky immediately burst into tears and she pulled up her pretty pink frilly panties and dropped her dress back down. Becky could not look at Mrs. Nelsons face she was so ashamed. I was more interested in checking Mrs. Nelson out, just as I had seen her doing to my cock as it glistened with Becky's pussy juice.

She was really was one hot lady, if you looked past the no make up and frumpy clothing she wore. And she had such a nice smile and pleasant sounding voice when she spoke to you. A hot phone sex type of voice, one that would melt a telephone line if you called her. Well, be that as it may she was not happy to have found us in such a position, and I was not happy being caught, since I was fixing to cum.

Becky ran out of the office and I was fixing to leave when Mrs. Nelson grabbed me by the arm. "I asked you what was going on in here William!" She looked at me with hard eyes.

"Well, uh Mrs. Nelson, I uh, I guess you could kind of tell what was going on." I didn't know what else to say, I wasn't being a smart ass, but I didn't think fast when I had been caught with my pants down, literally!

"I saw what was happening William, Wasn't there any place a little more appropriate you could have taken Becky for that kind of thing? I mean really, in the house of the Lord William. What would your parents think? Or Becky's parents? Did you ever stop to think that you might get caught? Or were you just thinking with your dick!"

My eyes sprang wide when I heard the prim and proper Mrs. Nelson say Dick. Her nostrils were flaring with anger, and her eyes burned holes though me as she stared at me while I tried to think of something to say.

"Well, Mrs Nelson, I guess it was the second thing you said." I blushed.

"What if my Husband had entered his office and found you in that position? What do you think he would have said or done? William, what were you thinking?"

"I guess I wasn't thinking Mrs. Nelson, The mood just hit us and we thought it would be fun to do it here. We never expected anyone to come in since they were only a few people here tonight. You aren't going to tell on us are you Mrs. Nelson? I mean, think what it would do to Becky's reputation if anyone found out! I don't care what they say about me, but Becky is a nice girl. It could ruin her life in a small town like this one." I used any thing towards sympathy to Becky I could to not get her to tell anyone about this. 

"Yes William, you are right it would ruin her life, and I believe she deserves more than that from us both don't you?"

"Yes Ma'am, She does." I looked at the floor trying to avoid her searing eyes as she glared at me in anger and disappointment. I wasn't sure what was going to happen next, but was certain it was not going to be good. I sat there silent waiting for her next response.

I waited a few minutes, squirming in the heated silence. Knowing that Mrs Nelson was a good God fearing woman, I could only expect it to get worse on me. She stared at me and suddenly her eyes changed as she looked at me, they got softer as she looked at me.

"William, I have known you all your life. I never would have thought that you could do something as thoughtless as this for your personal pleasures. I am truly disappointed in you young man." Her eyes showed the sadness in them as she scolded me. "I feel as if your one of my own children and that you really let me and everyone else down by pulling this kind of stunt." Tears were forming in her eyes as she calmed down. Her shoulders began to shake as she started to cry sitting at her husbands desk.

I sat there like an idiot, not knowing what to do as she cried. I remembered all the Summers at Vacation Bible School and the trips we had taken to different places in the Church Bus and how I slept with my head in her lap or on her side when I was too tired to stay awake any longer. All the pleasant memories rushed through my mind and how now I had been such a large disappointment to her. I got up and walked around the desk and put my arm around her shoulder.

"I'm so sorry Mrs. Nelson, I never thought about it before doing it. I didn't know you would catch us. I'm just so sorry!" And I was.

She laid her head on my stomach as she cried and I felt her hot tears as they soaked in to my shirt, her warm breath on my belly, the warmth of her face as she sobbed on me. Her soft breast lay on my hip and I felt myself getting a hard on again. Shit not now, I thought to myself, it's right in front of her face if she opened her eyes and glanced downwards. I put my hand under her chin to aim her face up just in case she did look down and saw a river of tears rolling down her cheek, I wiped it off with my thumb and she actually looked at me and smiled.

"It's not that you did this with Becky that I am so sad about William. My husband and I have had a hard time lately, I just don't think he finds me attractive anymore. He never, uh, well, he never wants to do that with me anymore it seems. I do try to be attractive for him to attract his attentions. I have started to wonder if he is seeing another woman." She stared at me with her eyes brimming with fresh tears. "I shouldn't be telling you these things I guess William, but I have no one else I can tell. If anyone knew about this it could kill the Church. Please swear you won't ever repeat it to anyone, Swear it to me William!"

"I swear Mrs. Nelson, You are so beautiful, he would have to be nuts not to want you." I said the first thing I could think of to appease her and hopefully make her stop crying. "You are the nicest woman I know, and any man would be lucky to have married you."

"Ahhhh! Now I see how you get all the girls William, you know just what to say don't you." She smiled at me. She did have a beautiful smile and the corners of her eyes crinkled in a sexy way when she did. I didn't care if she was 20 years older than I was, I still thought she was fucking hot.

She sat back in the chair and I let her shoulder go and dropped my arms to my sides. Then it happened, she looked at my crotch, and sure enough my boner was sticking out in my dress pants. A tent formed along the zipper right at her face level, she didn't move her eyes from it as she sat there. I just knew I was in more trouble again.

"William, why have you gotten another erection?" she asked as she looked in my face.

"I don't know Mrs. Nelson, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it!" 

"No I'm not upset with you, I was just wondering how come you happened to get hard again. You can tell me, I promise I won't get upset William." She sounded sincere when she told me that.

"Well, OK Mrs. Nelson. But you promise you won't get mad at me?" I questioned.

"I Promise!" she swore to me.

"It was just, well, I don't know how to tell you this. It's embarrassing Mrs. Nelson!" I explained to her.

"More embarrassing than getting caught having sex in my husbands office William?"

She had me there, I guess I should just tell her the truth and hope she didn't kill me or something.

"OK, it's just that, uh I, uh I didn't get to finish up with Becky. And when I held you close to me and felt the heat and tears from you, I felt so sorry for you from what you told me it just got me excited again." I looked down at the floor almost ashamed I had told her she had turned me on. "You felt so good on me and my mind just went to how beautiful you are and how you said you aren't getting along with Brother Nelson. I don't know ma'am, It just happened, I'm sorry."

She looked at me with questions in her eyes then a slight smile crossed her lips. "William, that is the nicest thing I have been told in years by anyone! Thank You!'

Now I was really confused, here I was telling my Preachers wife how sexy I thought she was and she was thanking me, will wonders never cease? I was thinking she would slap me or something and instead she thanked me. She stood up and hugged me, tight! I could feel her breasts pressing on my chest and smelled her perfume. I put my arms around her and hugged her back and inhaled the sweet smell of her, my hard on only got harder as I held her to me.

She looked up at me and suddenly she kissed me, not like a friend, but a hot yearning kiss. Her tongue slid into my mouth and her hands pulled my face to hers as I tasted her wet mouth as it attacked mine. My head was spinning as we stood there kissing and I felt her hands drop down and pull my hips to hers. I knew I wasn't going to get in anymore trouble, so I put my hands on her ass and felt how firm her ass cheeks were. I heard her moan under her breath as I pulled her to my cock and she moved her hips to feel it against her body.

Here I was only 19 years old, and was making out with my Preachers wife in his office after she had just caught me fucking a girl in there. I stopped thinking and just started trying to keep up with her as we began to pull each others clothes off. Her hands were like a fire as they touched me under my shirt, I unzipped the back of her dress and she stepped out of it. Standing there like a young girl as I looked at her, Her skin was snow white and unblemished, and she wore a girdle and garters with her hose. Her cotton panties were showing how excited she was as a wet spot was forming where they bunched up in between her legs, and her white bra strained as it held her breasts in, pushing them up to form a beautiful valley down her chest. I could see the dark patch between her legs as my eyes held a steady gaze on her body.

"My goodness Mrs. Nelson you are fucking beautiful!" I told her.

She actually blushed when I told her that, I leaned over and kissed her soft warm lips again, then I kissed her face and neck, taking in her warmth and the smell of her body as I sucked on her neck.

"Wait." she said as she went to the door and locked it, "We don't need anyone coming in on us do we William."

"No ma'am we don't!" I grinned at her.

She came back over to me and took my hand and then led me to the couch in her husbands office, before I sat down she undid my pants and pulled them down. She was sitting on her heels as her fingers went under the elastic band of my underwear and pulled them down off me. My erection stood out proudly in front of her face, and I looked at it and saw Becky's pussy juice had dried on it as was flaking around my pubes. Mrs. Nelson never hesitated, she wrapped her soft hand around it and took it in her hot mouth. My knees almost gave way as she inhaled it, I heard her moan as she tasted Becky's pussy on my cock and my hands instinctively went to her hair as she sucked me, with her on the floor of the office.

I watched as the highlights in her hair changed when her head moved back and forth on me, from reddish to brownish and back again. I was amazed at how nasty she got as she sucked me off, I mean, you never think of a preachers wife on her knees sucking cock like a wanton woman, At least I never had before.

"Oh Yeah, suck it good Mrs. Nelson, suck my cock good." I told her, and it seemed as if it turned her on me saying that to her because her suction got stronger and her hard moved faster on my cock. "You know if you keep doing that I will come soon." It never fazed her as she sucked me.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her tongue as it slid under my cock and tickled the slit in the head as she go to the end of it. Her hands worked along my balls and cock, pulling it deeper in her hot sucking mouth as she jacked me off in her face.

"OH Fuck Yes, suck it hard now. Make me come Mrs. Nelson, oh yes make me come in you mouth."

She went crazy on my cock when I told her I was coming and she looked up at me, I saw her eyes filled with a lust I had never seen in any girls I had ever fucked before. I felt my come as it hit the back of her hot mouth, my balls pulling up to my crotch as they pumped her mouth full of my young spunk. She swallowed it all down and wanted more as it slowly quit pumping, but she didn't stop sucking me. She kept me hard as her hand worked my cock and she rubbed it along her soft face, leaving a small stream of her spit and the excess leakage of my sperm.

I sat down and she fell on me kissing me and feeling me all over where ever she could touch bare skin on me. She climbed up and sat on my lap, her crotch rubbing along my hard on. I reached around her back and unsnapped her Bra, It fell away exposing her round breasts and the dark nipples that topped them like small buttons, standing out like eraser tips.

I put my lips to one and sucked it in my mouth, I felt her hand as it pulled my face on her breast. I nibbled her nipple with my teeth, lightly pulling on it and her not pulling away. I could feel how hot her crotch was as she humped on me, her panties rubbing on my cock, the friction felt so good as we dry humped each other.

I put my hands on her panties and tried to remove them as she sat on me, Mrs. Nelson raised her hips, allowing them to slid off her shapely ass and down her legs as far as I could reach. She stood up quickly and I was afraid she had come to her senses, but instead she kicked her panties off and stood there in her girdle and stockings with her hands on her hips in front of me, her eyes on my cock as it bounced with my heartbeat.

I looked at her thick hairy bush and saw she was so wet that the hairs were stuck together along the slit on her pussy lips. She sat down beside me and looked into my eyes longingly then she asked me in a timid voice.

"William, would you do that to me? Would you kiss me down there?" and she looked away as if she was ashamed to have asked such a thing of any man.

I never answered her, I just lay my face between her legs and began to kiss her inner thighs as I spread her legs wider. I could smell her pussy before I got to it, the musky smell only made me want to taste her more. I took my fingers and held her outer lips open and then ran my tongue from the bottom to the top of her hairy gash. I took her clitoris in my mouth and sucked it softly, her hips pressed on my face as she held my face to her pussy.

"Oh yes William, lick my pussy. Oh Sweet you young man, suck my pussy, make me feel like a woman again. I oh, oh, I had forgotten how wonderful this felt until now. Oh Yes, lick my fucking hot pussy, Make me come for you William." She cried out as I kept sucking her wet, sweet juices down my throat. My tongue worked her pussy like a mad man, and I must have been mad to be doing this with the Preachers Wife!

She raised her legs up and held them with her hands by her sides, I looked up and saw her breasts over the girdle and it excited me to no end as I kept licking the sloppy wet pussy in front of me. I felt her hips shaking as she started to have an Orgasm, and she took her hands and put them behind my head, pulling my face to her hairy pussy, guiding it where she wanted to feel the best. I stuck my middle finger inside her pussy and felt how hot she was, and so very wet that my finger slid in without any trouble at all.

I turned my finger so it aimed up and felt around until I knew when she took a deep intake of breath when I hit her G-Spot. She flushed my face with wetness when she came, her hips bounced off the couch almost bruising my lips against her pussy as she pounded my face with her open eager pussy.

I jumped up and held my cock towards her pussy, rubbed the thick head of it along the wet slit before she told me.

"Fuck me you little Bastard, put your cock in me and fuck me now." Her eyes were glazed with lust as she pulled my hips to her.

I was still in shock from her saying dick before when she told me that, now I knew she was one hot woman who knew what she wanted with a man.

"Tell me what you want Mrs. Nelson." I said as I teased her pussy with my cock, rubbing the slit without letting her get it inside her.

"I want you to fuck me right now. Fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours. Fill me up with your hot young come, take me anyway you want me William. Just please fuck me now!" she said sexily as I felt my cock enter the hot wet passage of her pussy.

I could not believe how fucking tight she is as her pussy wrapped around my dick. Or how hot her pussy felt as I slid my entire length slowly until I felt it hit her cervix. Then I ground my hips in small circles, making sure I made full contact with her clit. Her legs went around my waist and her heels dug in my ass cheeks as her breath came in gasps. The clips on her garters dug into my sides as she pulled me to her and the nylons felt so smooth against me as we began to fuck with a wild abandon, me wanting to make her come, wanting to hear her as she cried out in her passion as I filled her with my spunk. And her wanting to come with my cock inside her as I shot my load in her waiting pussy.

"Fuck me harder Mrs. Nelson, come for me. Come on my cock like the nasty whore you are, you always wanted to be nasty didn't you. You always wanted to fuck a man without regret haven't you. You like the way my cock feels while we fuck don't you." I didn't know what I was saying, I just said it.

"OH Fuck Yes, treat me like the nasty fucking whore I always wanted to be William. Fuck me hard, come in my pussy, call me names I don't care anymore, just please fuck me baby." 

I felt her come again as my own come shot out of my cock, her voice crying out as she held me tightly against her breasts and her pussy gripped my cock like a vise as the sweat rolled down the crack of my ass for the physical exertion I had expended as I fucked this wild woman. I could only wonder how a man with a wife who fucked like she did would not want to fuck her anymore. And to tell the truth I was happy he didn't if I could do it again.

I sat up and looked at her gaping gash as it pulsed and closed up, her eyes closed and a smile on her pretty face as she lay on her back. Her legs still open, not a shy bone in her body as she lay there recuperating and catching her breath. I just stared at her body, Never having had a real woman before, only girls my age. I was falling in love with her as we caught our breath. I couldn't help myself as I lowered my face to her freshly fucked pussy and licked her again. I had never ever wanted to do that before, it seemed like you would be sucking your own dick or something. But the look of her hairy slit as it dripped her juice and mine out was to much for me.

She grabbed my face between her hands and pulled my up to where I could see her eyes, "You don't have to do that William."

"I know, I want too. Now Shhhh! Lay back and let me make love to you Mrs. Nelson." And with that I ate her out again, this time I even bit her pussy lips and inner thighs some. She must have liked it because she cried out whenever I did bite her. And it sure didn't sound like it was from pain. I picked her feet up and sat them on the edge of the couch so I had full access to her willing pussy as I licked and bit her. It was not long before she came again, and then again as I kept on sucking down our combined fluids. 




Minister's Wife



"Oh William, please stop, I can't take anymore baby. I can't breath, your driving me insane, I can't stop fucking coming." She gasped as another Orgasm hit her hard and fast.

I had to get some more of her sweet pussy, so I scooted back from her pussy and pulled her to the floor with me. Then I got her on her hands and knees and slid up behind her fine ass, Lines from her garters and hose showing on her legs as I inserted my cock back in her hot wet pussy. She was as tight as the first time we had fucked just moments ago as I gave it to her roughly this time, watching as her ass cheeks bounced when my hips slammed against her ass. Her pussy gripping my hard cock and held on to it as I pulled it back, her inner pussy lips clinging to me as I watched it. My cock glistening from her pussy juice when I pulled back before I slammed it back in her forcefully. I was listening to her as she caught her breath when I the bottom of her slick pussy. My balls sticky from our juices as I felt them bounce off her clit. I grabbed the top of her girdle and pulled her to me with each thrust I made,

"Yes, fuck me hard. Ugh, Ugh, Oh yes do it to me William. Give it to me hard. Fuck my pussy harder." She cried out.

The sight of my hands inside the upper portion of her girdle and her ass bouncing when I fucked her, the words she spoke as we did made me come again without warning. I fell on her back, our body heat sticking us together and the smell of our sex permeating the Preachers office as she fell forward on her chest. Her arms and legs flattened on the floor under my weight, her body exhausted along with mine as we lay there, I felt her heartbeat as it pounded on my chest from within her chest, and mine pounded on her back.

I felt her pussy give my softening cock a squeeze before it popped out, sticky from the sex. I rolled off her back letting the cool air hit our bodies, my nipples stood out from the cool air and she took one in her hot mouth and sucked it lightly. I could not stand it, I always get ticklish after I come and had to make her stop as she laughed at me. She looked in my eyes then kissed me once more.

"William, what we did is so wrong, but I don't want you to feel bad about it. I made this happen, it wasn't your fault. And I can only hope and pray that you won't think I do this with anyone. I have never done this with anyone but my husband in my life, and I can tell you this much William, He NEVER made me come like you just did." And she kissed again then hugged me tightly.

I looked up at the clock and saw it was nearing 9 P.M. and I should have been home an hour ago. We got up and dressed, I watched her as she covered herself back up with her clothing, wishing we had more time. But we had to go now. 

"Mrs. Nelson, I would never think badly of you." I said as I reached for the doorknob. "And I can't wait until next Sunday nights revival of this." I winked at her.

Not knowing if we would ever get a chance to do this again or if she would even want to.

"Yes William, I can see where you may need some special services to keep your heart aimed in the right direction." She gave me that beautiful smile of hers as we walked to lock up the Church so we could go home.

I drove by the Hamburger Stand to get me a malt before going home, Becky was there biting her fingernails as I drove up.

"William I have been so scared. What did she do to you? Is she going to tell on us? What are we going to do William?" She hit me with all those questions before I had even put my car into park.

"Well, she sat me down and told me how irresponsible I had been, and about how you could get pregnant and everything." I lied. "But she said she would not tell if we would not do this anymore."

"Oh William I'm so relieved. I was so worried about you. And I just ran out leaving you there to take all the heat for everything, I'm so sorry. How can I make it up to you?"

An evil grin crossed my lips as I thought of how she could do just that.

Authors Note: This story is Pure Fantasy, it never happened. It was only written for, You the Reader and my own enjoyment only! I do NOT believe in, or participate in Incest, Violence towards Women OR the Sexual Abuse of a Child of any age, consenting or not! If you enjoyed this story, please drop me an email with any suggestions or fantasies you would like to read about. Yes, I am a warped individual, but at least I still have my sense of humor! ;-) 



Minister's Wife Plays The Organ



This story is completely fictional and contains encounters suggested by some readers. All characters are at least 18 years of age. Your feedback is welcome as always. Enjoy the story!

INTRODUCTION

Sarah Harper has been married to Reverend Thomas Harper for 25 years. She plays the organ at Sunday service in the Mountain Creek church which is affiliated with the Mountain Creek private boy's school. The school is a very prestigious school tucked away in the Wasatch Mountains and only the wealthiest of families send their children there. The school is for grades kindergarten through high school and there is a preparatory school for divinity students. All students in the preparatory school are 18 or 19 years of age and they have been selected to attend a divinity college. The extra year of school at Mountain Creek is designed to prepare them for life in the ministry. The Minister Reverend Harper teaches at both Mountain Creek and the nearby divinity college.

Sarah's family was thrilled when she married a minister of their faith even though he was twenty years older then Sarah when they wed. Sarah was 21 years old and she had never had been with another man except to kiss occasionally on a date. Thomas was thrilled that she was still a virgin and he looked forward to educating Sarah in the world of sex. During their honeymoon they hardly left the hotel. After Thomas had taken her virginity, Sarah could not get enough of his cock. She seemed to be insatiable in bed and she wanted to fuck continuously. Thomas was anxious to school Sarah in oral and anal sex but he held off during their honeymoon.

Over the next year of their marriage, Thomas introduced Sarah to oral and anal sex. He took his time and he was patient with her. He first taught her about her pussy and he ate her to incredible mind blowing orgasms. Thomas waited until Sarah asked if there was some way she could reciprocate and pleasure him the way he pleasured her. It was then that Thomas taught Sarah have to masturbate and suck a cock. Thomas was pleased with the way Sarah adapted to oral sex and after she got over the first time he came in her mouth, she willingly accepted his loads down her throat. Thomas introduced her to the 69 position and she loved it as she could give pleasure as she received pleasure.

At times when Thomas ate Sarah's pussy he would slip a pussy moistened finger into her anus. Sarah was startled the first time but after that she actually liked the finger in her ass as Thomas ate her pussy. One time Thomas and Sarah bathed together and he paid a lot of attention to her ass. He washed her thoroughly and fingered her rosebud. Then he had her lean over the side of the tub and he rimmed her anus. Sarah almost jumped from the tub when she felt her husband's tongue probed her nether hole. Sarah adjusted quickly to the tonguing and she got incredibly turned on. After the bath Sarah dashed for the bed and lay on her back with her legs splayed waiting for Thomas to join her. Thomas however turned her back to all fours and resumed rimming her asshole. He then licked her pussy and her asshole alternately driving her wild. Sarah had one of the most mind blowing orgasms of her life.

Over the next several months Thomas paid equal attention to Sarah's pussy and ass. Then the day came when he told her that he wanted to put his cock in her ass. Sarah was nervous but up to now Thomas had always been careful with her and he had introduced her to so many ways of love making that she trusted him. He cautioned her that there would be pain at first, followed by a cramping feeling and then she would feel bloatiness and very full. Sarah nodded that she understood and she let Thomas put her in position for her first anal fuck. Thomas had her lay her head down on the bed and elevate her ass to the desired height. He pressed lightly on the small of her back causing her ass to be even more accentuated. Thomas applied ample amounts of lube to her ass as well as his cock. Then he spit on his cock making it as slippery as possible and he positioned the head at the entrance to her ass. Thomas pushed slowly and gently and Sarah felt her sphincter open up to accommodate the head of his cock. The pain ripped through her body and she screamed for Thomas to stop. Thomas did not stop however and for the first time in her life Sarah was scared.

Thomas eased his cock head passed her sphincter and Sarah felt it close around his shaft. She knew he was part way in but the pain was still there. Her eyes filled with tears and she shook her head and pleaded with him to take it out. Thomas continued his onslaught of her ass as he was determined to have it. Then Sarah felt the pain subside and the cramping took over just as Thomas had said. She felt him go a little deeper into her ass and she felt her anal passage begin to contract instinctively. The cramping went away and it was replaced by a bloatiness feeling, again just as Thomas has said. Thomas was now almost all the way in her ass and he began to slowly fuck her. He pulled his cock almost all the way out and then sank it back all the way into her ass.

Sarah had only had one cock in her life so she had no way of knowing that Thomas' 6" cock was a perfect size to break in her ass. Despite his size he felt huge in her ass at that moment. Sarah now only felt the fullness in her ass and she actually liked the strange new feeling. Thomas was gliding easily in and out of her ass and he felt his orgasm begin to build in his balls. A few more strokes and the Thomas plunged his cock all the way in and held it there as he emptied his balls in his rectum. Sarah felt the surge of cum shoot into her ass and she actually liked the feeling of the warm cum coating her rectum. Her anal muscles instinctively squeezed his cock and milked it dry. Thomas leaned over her body and told her how beautiful she looked with his cock in her shapely ass. He caressed her breast as he talked and then he lowered his hand to her pussy and rubbed her clit. Sarah needed to cum so she rolled over on her back and pulled Thomas' face to her pussy. Thomas ate her to another glorious orgasm and she coated his face with her love juices.

After that night Thomas and Sarah had anal sex frequently. Thomas seemed to like fucking her ass even more than her pussy. Sarah had loosened up and she could easily accommodate Thomas' cock in her ass. Thomas was still a good lover and he always made sure that she was pleasured. At the age of 30 Sarah moved with Thomas to the mountains when he accepted the position at the Mountain Creek School. Thomas would be the minister for the area and he would have faculty appointment at the school and the nearby divinity college. In addition to the school, the church also served the local residents in the area. It was an excellent opportunity with excellent pay. Sarah would play the organ at Sunday services and eventually she became the choir director for the school.


They had lived there six years and things began to change for Sarah and Thomas. Their sex life lost the spark it once had though it was no fault of Sarah's. She was still very interested in sex and at the age of 36 she was at the peak of her female sexuality. Sarah would implore Thomas to make love to her and she often took things into her own hands. Sarah would suck her husband's cock until he was rock hard and then she would mount him and ride him until she orgasmed. It was often a race for Sarah to cum before Thomas came or went soft in her pussy. There were nights that Thomas was just too tired and then Sarah turned to masturbation. She had never masturbated before then but she was desperate and she needed relief. Sarah was getting more and more frustrated with Thomas but she stuck by him and tried to work with the situation.

CHOIR PRACTICE

Sarah was conducting choir practice in the church after school. The choir was made up of boys in the third grade up through and including the senior class. Three of the senior boys always assisted Sarah with the set and take down of all choir equipment. The three boys named David, Joshua and Samuel were the oldest in their class at 18 years of age. The three of them planned to apply to the divinity college and attend one more year at Mountain Creek in the preparatory program. They were all handsome boys and very fit. They were all six feet or taller and they were all excellent athletes and avid skiers. What Sarah didn't know about them was that they were all very well endowed with each of them carrying 8" cocks. The boys hardly dated because of their location and there were no girls nearby, even when they went home at break most of the girls there were already spoken for.

One day after choir practice the three boys were helping Sarah straighten up when David and Samuel remembered that they had a meeting with one of the teachers. Sarah excused them saying that she and Joshua could finish up. Shortly after David and Samuel left, Sarah caught her heel on something and tumbled backwards into the choir section. As she fell her skirt flew up over her body and exposed her shapely legs and panties. Joshua was stunned as he watched Sarah fall backwards and his eyes were fixated on her bare skin above her stockings. He stared at her for what seemed like several minutes and took in her legs, panties, garters and stockings. Joshua had never seen anyone exposed like that before and his cock throbbed in his pants. Coming to his senses he ran over to help Sarah to her feet.

"Are you all right?" Joshua asked showing concern.

Sarah was beet red as she got to her feet as she knew that Joshua had see her under things but she composed herself and replied, "Yes Joshua I am fine, thank you."

"You better sit down for a minute," he said again expressing his concern.

"Yes I will but I am fine really," Sarah answered as she sat down.

"Mrs. Harper, I can finish up here by myself. Why don't you go home and rest," Joshua offered.

"That is very sweet of you Joshua and since we are almost finished, I will take you up on your offer," Sarah said with a smile.

Sarah stood up and arranged her dress. Then she said good bye to Joshua and left the choir section. As soon as Joshua was convinced that she had left, he sat down and unfastened his pants. He was so turned on from seeing Sarah Harper's undies that he had to jerk off. He dropped his pants to his knees and pushed his underwear down with them. He grabbed a hold of his impressive cock and began to jerk off. He closed his eyes and recalled the scene of Sarah exposed beneath her dress. His hand flew up and down his cock and as he raced toward his ejaculation.

Sarah had gotten all the way downstairs when she realized that she had forgotten her purse. She went back to the choir section to get it and she stopped in her tracks when she saw Joshua masturbating. She watched as his hand raced up and down his shaft but what really got her attention was the size of his cock. She had never seen another cock before and she never realized that they would be much bigger that her husband's but Joshua was bigger. Sarah was convinced that it had to be at least 8" long and 5-6" around. She was frozen in time as she watched Joshua jerk off. She finally decided to do something about it.

"Joshua, what are you doing and in church to top it off?" she yelled at him.

Joshua opened his eyes but he was too close to stop, "I can't help it. I can't stop," he gasped.

"Stop it right this instant!" Sarah ordered.

Joshua then leaned back and his cock spurted cum in the air. Sarah watched in amazement as Joshua seemed to cum for minutes. At least four or five streams shot up into the air and the first one must have gone two feet. Sarah continued to watch as he finished jerking off and cum puddled on his lower body. Finally he released his cock and it settled on his abs. Sarah had never seen anyone cum like that and she was unaware that anyone could produce so much.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Harper I couldn't help it. I got so excited when I saw your legs and panties that I just had to get off," Joshua blushed as he apologized.

In a way Sarah was flattered that just the show of her panties and legs could get a handsome boy so aroused. However she knew she had to be stern with Joshua.

"Joshua, go to the rest room and clean yourself up then go back to your dormitory. We will discuss this at a later time," Sarah said assertively.

"Yes Mrs. Harper but please don't tell anyone," he pleaded as he left the choir section. 

Joshua walked to the rest room with his pants and underwear still around his ankles as he did not want to get cum on his clothes. Sarah restrained a giggle as she watched him walk out of the choir section. However she did admire his young taut buttocks as he moved away from her. Sarah then straightened up the choir section and left the church. On the way home she kept thinking about what she saw and she was still amazed at Joshua's large cock and the amount of cum that spurted from it.

That evening after dinner Sarah was particularly horny as she recalled the events of the day. She basically attacked Thomas in bed and she was successful getting him hard and fucking him. After she fucked Thomas however she was still horny as she could not get the image of Joshua's big dick shooting cum in the air. That night Sarah masturbated two times as she visualized Joshua's spurting cock.

THE DORMITORY

That night in their room Joshua decided to tell his roommates about his encounter that afternoon with Sarah Harper. David and Samuel sat on the edge of the beds and listened intently as Joshua described what happened.

"So she must have tripped and fell backwards and her skirt flipped up over her body. I saw her legs, stockings, garters and panties," Joshua told them.

"Did you see her tits?" asked an excited Samuel.

"No stupid, I saw under her skirt not her blouse," Joshua answered.

"What did she look like Josh?" David asked.

"Oh man she is beautiful. Her legs are really nice and she has a flat tummy. Her skin looked so smooth above the tops of her stockings," Josh replied.

"Shit I'm getting a boner," Samuel said.

"Sam, you're always getting a boner. You're the horniest guy I know," David said with a laugh.

"Stick it Dave," Sam yelled back.

"So Josh did you touch her," Dave asked.

"No but I wanted to. I just stared at her for a few moments and then I helped her up," Josh told them.

"If it was me I would have touched her panties," Sam said excitedly.

"No you wouldn't. You would be kicked out of school for that and you know it," Dave snapped.

"I have to tell you guys something else though," Josh went on, "I told her to leave and go home and that I would straighten up. When I was sure that she was gone I dropped my pants and jerked off."

"Right there in the choir room?" Sam asked.

"Yeah and guess what? She came back and caught me," Josh admitted.

"No way, Mrs. Harper caught you beating your meat," Dave challenged.

"Yes she did. I thought she was gone and I had my eyes closed thinking about her body. I don't know how long she stood there but she finally said something," Josh went on.

"What happened then?" Sam asked.

"She yelled at me to stop but I couldn't. I was so close to cumming that I just had to finish. Then I ejaculated all over my abs and pubes," Josh admitted.

"And she just stood there and watched?" Dave asked.

"Yeah, she just watched as I shot my wad. Then she told me to go to the restroom, clean up and leave," Josh replied.

"That was it nothing else happened?" Sam questioned.

"That was it but she did tell me that she would take it up with me at another time. She was upset and I hope that she doesn't report me," Josh sounded concerned.

"Wow. I bet she liked it. I bet she liked watching you shoot your big load right in front of her," Sam added.

"I doubt it she seemed pissed off," Josh replied.

After that conversation the boys returned to their studies but none of them could get the image of Sarah Harper out of their minds. Josh vividly recalled her on the floor with her skirt up while the other two tried to imagine what she looked like under her skirt. When the lights went out that night the three of them jerked off in their beds thinking about Sarah Harper. Each of them fantasized about having sex with her although they were all uncertain what they would do. The three of them shot their wads and then fell asLukep as cum dried on their bodies.

SARAH CONFRONTS JOSHUA

The next time after choir practice Sarah told Joshua to remain behind that she wanted to speak to him. David and Samuel were dying to find out what would happen but they could not figure a way to spy on Sarah and Josh so they reluctantly returned to the dorm. Sarah had Joshua sit on a bench in the choir section and she sat next to him. Just her closeness was enough to stir Joshua's manhood and he felt his cock grow in his pants. Sarah noticed the bulge in Joshua's pants but she did not say anything. She was pleased in a way that someone her age could excite the 18 year old. 

"Joshua I want to talk with you about what happened the other day," Sarah started.

"Mrs. Harper I'm sorry that I got carried away. It's just that I got so excited," Josh stammered.

"Are you telling me that just by seeing my legs and panties you got that excited? Haven't you seen girls in bikini bathing suits that certainly show a lot more?

"Yes I have but it's not the same. You looked so sexy in your stockings and garters with your bare skin exposed above the stocking tops."

"I see, so if I showed you my legs and stockings again are you telling me that you will get excited again?"

Josh could feel his cock straining to get out of his pants and he thought that if Sarah showed him her legs again that he would cum in his pants. Josh just nodded in agreement and then he watched in amazement as Mrs. Harper pulled her dress up to her waist exposing her legs and stockings but keeping her panties concealed.

"Is this what you wanted to see Joshua? Would you like to see my panties too?"

Josh just nodded yes again. Sarah looked in his lap again and she saw the outline of his impressive cock against his pants. She knew that she was on dangerous ground but she loved teasing the teenager and watching his reaction. Sarah made a game of it as she inched her dress higher and higher until her panties were visible.

"Joshua, do you want to take your penis out again and play with it?"

"Oh God yes!" Josh gasped.

Josh stood up and quickly unfastened his belt and trousers. He pushed his trousers along with his underwear down to his knees and his vibrant erect cock sprung forward. Sarah smiled as the impressive organ danced in front of her and it was all she could do to keep from grabbing it. Josh took hold of his cock and began to stroke himself as Sarah pulled her dress up to her waist and gathered it around her.

'Josh would you like to touch my bare thighs?"

Josh just nodded and reached for Sarah's bare skin above her stocking tops. He gently caressed her skin and he felt tremors run through his body. He kept stroking his cock with one hand as he caressed Sarah's thighs with the other. Josh felt as if he would cum at any minute.

"Josh would you like to touch my panties?"

Josh gasped in surprise and again nodded the affirmative. Sarah took his hand from her thigh and placed it on her panty covered vulva. Josh had never touched a pussy before even one that was covered. He wasn't sure what to do so he just rubbed it gently. Josh then noticed that Sarah's panties were getting wet.

"Mrs. Harper, your panties are getting wet,"

"That's because you are getting me excited too," Sarah sighed.

Sarah then reached for Josh's cock. She took his hand off it and replaced it with her own. Josh gasped aloud as no one had ever touched his cock before. He felt her soft delicate hand wrap around his thickness and glide up and down his shaft. He continued to rub Sarah's panty covered pussy and stroke her thighs using both his hands now. Sarah loved the feeling of the youthful cock in her hand. It was definitely longer and thicker than her husband's cock and she cherished the vibrant sensation of it.




Minister's Wife Plays The Organ



"Mrs. Harper, I'm really getting close. I'm going to cum soon," Josh rasped.

Sarah went right on stroking his cock as he wanted him to cum. She wanted to see him shoot again. Josh stopped rubbing Sarah's pussy and his body tensed just before cum spurted from his cock. Sarah felt the surge travel through his shaft and watched it spew into the air. Four or five ropes of semen shot into the air and landed on her wrist and his pubes. Josh's cock continued to ooze cum from its tip and covered Sarah's hand. She continued jerking him off until every drop of cum had left his shaft. 

Josh then watched in amazement as Sarah licked cum from her hand and wrist. Sarah swallowed the sweet tasting dick juice that she licked from her hand as Josh watched her. Sarah then realized that her panties were soaked from her own excitement and she was tempted to remove them and have Josh play with her pussy. However she decided to save that for another day so she simply pulled her skirt back down over her lower body.

"Joshua, why don't run to the restroom and get cleaned up," she directed.

Josh stood up and once again with his pants down around his knees he made his way to the restroom. When he returned they both looked composed as if nothing had transpired between them.

"Joshua, this will be our little secret. If you can keep a secret we will have more sessions together and I will teach you so much more about love making. Is that understood?" Sarah told him.

"Oh yes Mrs. Harper you can trust me it will be our secret," Josh agreed but he already knew that he would not be able to keep it from his roommates.

"Very well then until next time," Sarah said dismissing him.

That evening in his dorm room, Josh told Sam and Dave what happened. He covered every detail and his two friends were incredibly turned on. That night in each bed the boys masturbated again. Josh played back his afternoon with Mrs. Harper in his mind as he jerked off to another volcanic like ejaculation. Sam and Dave visualized Josh with Sarah and imagined themselves in his place. As they came they imagined that they came all over Sarah's hand and that she licked it clean of cum just as Josh had described.


Sarah that night rode her husband's cock and managed to orgasm before he came in her. Then later when Thomas was asLukep she fingered her pussy and imagined that it was Josh doing it to her. Sarah had another orgasm before she dozed off. The next day Sarah decided to take Josh to the next step.

SARAH SURPRISES JOSH

A week later after another choir practice Sarah asked Josh to remain behind and help her with some chores. Once again to their disappointment Samuel and David had to return to the dorm and await Josh's report. Sarah and Josh sat down in the church pew as they had done last time and within minutes Sarah's skirt was bunched around her waist and Josh's pants were done around his knees. Sarah was stroking Josh's big thick cock and he was busy caressing her thighs and rubbing her panty covered pussy.

"I have a surprise for you today Joshua. I am going to let you see my pussy," Sarah announced.

Joshua just gasped and waited for Sarah's next move.

"But if you want to see my pussy you are going to have to remove my panties first."

Joshua couldn't believe his ears. Sarah had purposely put her panties on over her garters today so that her panties could be removed without having to unfasten the garters. Sarah told Joshua to kneel in front of her and take off her panties. Josh moved his trembling hands to the waistband of her panties and he slowly pulled them down. Sarah raised her hips so that the panties cleared them easily. Josh pulled them all the way down her legs and removed them from her one leg at a time. Then he stared right into her neatly trimmed pubic hair and pretty pussy. Josh was now looking at a real pussy for the first time in his life. 

"Do you want to touch it? Would you like to put your finger in me?" Sarah asked sexily.

"Oh yes, please I want to touch you," Josh stammered.

Sarah then guided Joshua through the process of fingering a woman's pussy. He was gentle as he probed her opening and wormed his finger past her labia into the deep warm wet recess of her vagina. Sarah showed him how to find her clit and how to stimulate it. Josh was going wild with desire and he reached for his cock to stroke it. He felt the pre-cum ooze from his pee hole and he jerked harder using the self lube. Josh felt as if he would cum at any moment.

"I'm going to cum again," he announced.

Sarah had Josh get to his feet and she replaced his hand with hers. She stroked his cock for only a minute before he unleashed another torrent of cum into the air. Sarah jerked his cock and watched as cum spewed from his rod. Once again it covered her hand and once again she licked her hand clean.

"Joshua you got me excited and I need you to make me cum just as I made you cum," Sarah reminded him.

Josh knelt back down and resumed his fingering of Sarah's pussy. He flicked his finger over her clit as eh fingered her pussy and he soon had Sarah squirming. Josh had never seen a woman cum and he didn't know what to expect. Sarah's body stiffened and then her hips flailed as she drenched his fingers with her love juice. Josh watched as Sarah's body moved uncontrollably and her hips thrust with intensity. Sarah then went limp on the bench as her body was momentarily drained of all energy. Josh removed his fingers from Sarah's pussy and looked at them.

"Lick them and taste me as I tasted you. Lick them dry," Sarah whispered.

Josh tentatively licked his finger sampling the taste of Sarah's love juice. He did not find it unpleasant so he then licked all her juices from his fingers. Josh then realized that his cock was hard again and he stood up in front of Sarah. She looked at him and saw his cock standing at attention in all its splendor and she pulled Josh toward her. She smiled at him and held his cock lovingly.

"You have a beautiful cock and I am going to enjoy sucking it," Sarah said in a very sultry tone.

Josh was speechless as he watched Sarah lower her head and engulf his cock in her warm sensuous mouth. He gasped as she closed her lips around it and then began to bob up and down. Sarah deep throated him and he felt her lips touch his pubic hair as she swallowed his entire cock. No one had ever done that before and he almost lost it at that moment.

Sarah continued to suck his cock and she swirled her tongue around and nibbled the head driving Josh crazy. Sarah sensed that he was close to blowing his load and she cupped his tight balls and massaged them as she tightened her mouth around his cock. That did it and Josh could feel his cum travel from his balls through his scrotum as he started to cum.

"Oh shit, here it is. I'm cumming again," he screamed but it was more of announcement than a warning.

Sarah stayed glued to his cock and swallowed every drop of his seed as it rushed into her mouth. Josh came in droves and Sarah had to swallow quickly to keep his seed from running out of her mouth. Josh could not believe how Sarah worked his cock and swallowed every drop. Sarah was surprised with his youthful discharge as she didn't expect him to cum as much as he did the first time. Josh shot quite a load in her mouth almost as much as he did with his first load of the day.

Sarah sucked and nibbled and teased Josh to no end. Finally he begged her to stop and he sat back down on the bench to rest and recover. Sarah slid next to him and turned his face toward hers. She kissed him deeply plunging her tongue into his mouth allowing him to sample the after taste of cum. Josh reached for her and took her in his arms. Josh fondled her tits through her blouse and fingered her pussy as they kissed. The Sarah broke the kiss and told Josh that it was time to clean up and leave.

Josh cleaned up as he always did as Sarah put her panties back on. At that moment she made up her mind that she would let Josh fuck her next time but not in the church. Sarah remembered that Thomas was going to be gone all day Saturday so she would have Josh come to her house under the disguise of helping her with some chores. Sarah left the church after Josh did that day and Josh returned to his dorm.

Once again in the evening Samuel and David sat on their beds listening intently to Josh replay the afternoon encounter with Mrs. Harper. Sam and Dave were going out of their mind with lust and jealousy and they only secretly hope that some day they would get to fuck someone like Mrs. Harper. That night in bed Josh relaxed as Samuel and David spanked their monkeys with visions of a naked Sarah Harper. 

SATURDAY AT THE HARPER'S HOME

Thomas Harper left early that Saturday morning for the divinity college where he would spend the day with students. About 10:00 AM Joshua arrived at the Harper's home and he was invited in by Sarah. Sarah wore only a robe and Josh had no idea that she was completely naked under it. Sarah offered Josh some coffee but he passed. She led him into the living room and sat across from him as she nursed her coffee. Sarah could tell that Josh was nervous.

"Relax Josh, Mr. Harper is gone for the day and he won't be back until very late tonight, well after your school curfew," she said in an attempt to put him at ease.

"What are we going to do today, Mrs. Harper?"

"Well today Joshua I am going to teach you to fuck. Would you like that? Oh and please call me Sarah from now on."

Josh could feel his cock surge at the thought of fucking this beautiful woman. He had not even seen her tits yet and she was already telling him that they would fuck. It was the first time that Josh had ever heard a woman use the fuck word.

"I would like to do that very much, Mrs. I mean Sarah and please call me Josh."

"Okay Josh we are going to do this right so follow me."

Josh followed Sarah into her bedroom and then Sarah turned to face him and let the robe slip from her body. Josh stared in awe at Sarah's beauty as he looked at her curvy naked figure for the first time. Her tits were medium and firm and he ass was perfect. Josh had never seen a more beautiful woman and she was right in front of him totally naked. 

Sarah told Josh to take off his clothes and join her in the bed. Josh stripped off his clothes in record time and by the time he got into bed his cock was rock hard. Sarah smiled at him as he took his cock in her hand she knew she had to get him off first before he fucked her. She wanted him to last longer in her pussy. Sarah dropped her head to Josh's cock and sucked him off. Within minutes he was spurting into her mouth and Sarah swallowed every drop. Sarah drained his cock and then licked her lips clean. She rolled over on her back and smiled at Josh.

"Now I am going to teach you how to eat pussy, Josh," Sarah announced.

Sarah stretched out on her bed and spread her legs. Her hands went down to her pussy and she stroked her quim and opened it for Josh to see. Josh just stared at her in all her beauty lying on the bed. Her blonde hair spread across the bed, her firm tits and hard nipples stuck up in the air and her voluptuous tanned body was splayed before him. Sarah held her arms open to him and then guided him to her body as he leaned in toward her.

Sarah coached him through every move of his first oral sex experience. Josh buried his tongue in Sarah's pussy shoving it in as if he was fucking her. Sarah directed the action and she soon had him nibbling on her clit while he fingered her pussy. Josh was really getting into the action particularly because of the way he had Sarah squirming and tossing on the bed. Sarah moved her legs over Josh's shoulders and pulled his head closer to her pussy. Josh held on to Sarah shapely buttocks and squeezed and fondled her firm ass cheeks as he ate her pussy.

"Oh, oh, yes right there. You got it. Suck it, chew on it eat me, oh!" Sarah cried out.

Josh continued to eat her pussy as he held her ass tightly in his hands. He then moved his hands up to her tits and found her hard nipples. Josh massaged her boobs and twirled her nipples in his fingertips as he continued to munch on her pussy and clit. Sarah was tossing and thrusting her pussy into Josh's face and calling for him to eat her.

"Put your finger in my ass," screamed Sarah.

Josh had never fingered anyone's asshole and he was taken back by the demand. He snuck one hand behind Sarah's bottom and toyed with her asshole tickling the tight nether hole.

"Wet your finger in my pussy and put it in my ass," Sarah ordered.

Josh stuck his middle finger in Sarah's pussy and got it good and wet with her juices. He then positioned it at Sarah's asshole and shoved it in. Sarah gasped with the abrupt anal penetration but soon had Josh's finger buried in her ass. Josh pumped his finger in and out of Sarah's ass as he continued to maul her pussy with his mouth. Josh loved the feel of his finger in the warm recess of Sarah's ass.

Sarah stiffened and gasped aloud as she came on Josh's face. Josh held on to her with his finger still buried in her ass and his mouth glued to her cunt. He felt the waves of orgasm rock Sarah's body and his face was flooded with her cunt juice. Sarah kept humping his face until the last of her orgasms passed and she flopped back on the bed.

Josh slipped his finger from her ass and his hands found her breasts again. He stroked her tits and nipples as he gently licked her pussy dry of all her juices. Josh finished eating her and then sat up kneeling between Sarah legs. Josh followed Sarah's eyes to his cock and then he realized that he was hard again.

Sarah smiled at him and said, "That was marvelous, an outstanding first performance. Now put your cock in my pussy and fuck me!"

Josh leaned forward and aimed his cock at Sarah's pussy. He slid in easily to the hilt and reveled in the warmth of her cunt. Josh began to pump his cock in and out of Sarah's pussy as she wrapped her shapely legs around his back. Sarah pulled him in with her legs and positioned herself so that her clit was in constant contact with his cock. Josh began to pound Sarah's pussy and Sarah humped her hips back at him just as hard. The two of them fucked each other frantically breathing heavy and grunting and moaning. Sarah had another orgasm but continued to fuck Josh toward his. Sarah lost count of her orgasms before Josh finally filled her pussy with his spunk. 

Josh stiffened and then thrust into her each time he felt his cum ejaculate. Sarah rocked with him and she clenched her cunt muscles squeezing every drop of cum from his cock. Josh collapsed on her body as he felt the last surge of cum leave his cock. Sarah held him tight as he relaxed his body. Josh had never felt so good in his life. He couldn't believe his good fortune in fucking a woman like Sarah. There was no one better to take his virginity then her.

Sarah rolled to her side and Josh rolled with her. They held to each other and gently caressed each other's sweaty body. Sarah pushed Josh on his back and then she kissed her way down his chest passed his stomach to his cock. Josh gasped in surprise when Sarah took his cock in her mouth and sucked it clean of their combined juices. Then she moved up his body and kissed him deeply shoving her tongue in his mouth again. Sarah wanted to be sure that he got to taste both of them and that he shed any inhibitions that he previously had.

They cuddled together in bed and talked for awhile and Josh got another erection. Sarah then noticed that Josh was hard again and she touched his cock with her foot causing him to flinch in surprise. Sarah had never experienced the resiliency of youth and she was unsure just how many times Josh could cum in one day. Her pussy needed a little break so she decided that she would introduce him to anal sex. It had been quite awhile since her husband had butt fucked her. 

"I can see that you are ready for action again. Have you ever fucked anyone in the ass?" Sarah quizzed him.

"No I haven't. I really never thought about it," Josh admitted.

"I love it in the ass. Will you fuck me in the ass?" Sarah asked sexily.

"I guess, if you want, yeah sure I'll do it," Josh replied unsurely. 

Sarah smiled at him and then got off the bed. She retrieved some lubricant from the nightstand and handed it to Josh. Sarah then got on all fours and directed Josh to lube her ass. Josh got turned on by putting the lube in her asshole. He enjoyed fingering her hole and caressing her curvy ass. Sarah rotated her ass in arousal as Josh inserted a second finger into her bung hole.

"Okay I'm ready for your cock Josh, fuck me in the ass but go slow it has been awhile and you will be the biggest ever in my ass," cautioned Sarah.

Josh knelt behind her and eased his hard cock into her ass. He worked it in slowly and reveled in the methodical penetration of her luscious ass. Josh had never felt anything like this before. Sarah's ass was a warm tight receptacle. Sarah used her anal muscles to perfection as she massaged Josh's cock in her anal sheath. Josh caressed both of Sarah's gorgeous ass cheeks as he fucked her ass deeply. They both sensed he was about to cum again and Josh picked up his pace as Sarah squeezed his cock with more intensity.

"Cum in my ass, I want your cum in my ass," Sarah cried out.

Her words sent Josh over the edge and he fired his third load of the day into Sarah's hot ass. Sarah felt the warm sperm coat her rectal passage, a feeling that she never tired of. She squeezed her anal muscles and milked Josh's cock dry of every drop of cum. Josh continued to fuck her slowly until his cock softened and slipped from her ass. Josh just looked at her beautiful ass and watched as trickles of cum ran out of her ass down her thighs and across the lips of her pussy. 

Sarah collapsed on the bed and Josh lay next to her. They stayed together for sometime before Sarah told Josh to shower with her. He loved washing her and caressing her body. Josh got hard in the shower with Sarah but she told him to save it for later. They dried off and Sarah gave Josh one of her husband's robes to wear. Both Sarah and Josh remained naked under the robes. Sarah made lunch for them and then they both relaxed in the living room for awhile. 

Later that afternoon Sarah took Josh back to bed with her and they fucked two more times. Josh wore Sarah out before he came in her pussy again that day. After that he fucked her ass slowly and they seemed to be at it for hours before he ejaculated into her ass for his fifth and final load of the day. Josh returned to his dorm later that day and he was almost too tired to tell David and Samuel what happened but they persisted and he finally told them everything. David and Samuel both jerked off several times that night as they recalled Josh's story. Samuel made up his mind that night that he was going to find a way to fuck Mrs. Harper.

At the Harper's home, Thomas returned late that evening and he was glad that Sarah was already asLukep. He was exhausted and he was in no mood for sex. Thomas Harper was also guilty of being unfaithful that day and he was drained. He eased into bed with Sarah who stirred slightly but didn't wake and then he dozed off.

SARAH HAS SURPRISE VISITORS

Over the next two weeks Sarah and Josh had sex at least twice a week. It was always in the choir section of the church after choir practice. Josh would remain after practice to assist Sarah with the cleanup and then they would have sex together. Sarah would first suck Josh's cock and swallow his cum then Josh would eat Sarah's pussy until she came. They never took their clothes off except for Sarah's panties. Josh would drop his trousers and underwear to his ankles and Sarah would lift up her skirt. After Josh ate her pussy he would then fuck her dumping his second load in her pussy. They would finish up with Josh fucking Sarah in the ass. She would kneel on the bench pew holding onto the back of it while Josh stood behind her and reamed her ass. Josh would fuck her ass until he came for a third time. They would then clean up and leave the church. Josh would return to the dorm with another story for Dave and Sam while Sarah returned to her home after having three ample loads of cum deposited in her mouth, ass and pussy.




Minister's Wife Plays The Organ



Whenever Sarah's husband would be at the divinity college for the day, Sarah would have Josh over to the house and they would make passionate love in her bed. Sarah learned that her husband would be at a retreat the following weekend so she told Josh to plan to spend Saturday and Sunday with her at the house. Josh was ecstatic as he had always wanted to stay overnight with Sarah but he never had the opportunity until now. Josh was so excited about the upcoming weekend that he immediately told Dave and Sam.


That Friday Josh was called down the headmaster's office and as he made his way there he tried to think of a reason why the headmaster would want to see him. When he arrived at the headmaster's office he immediately knew why he had been summoned. His father was standing there talking with the headmaster and then the headmaster told Josh that his father had come by so that they could spend the weekend together. Josh was devastated of all weekends, the one he planned to spend with Sarah. Josh knew he had no choice but to go with his father. He very well couldn't tell his father that he planned to spend the weekend with Reverend Harper's wife. Josh reluctantly returned to his dorm with his father to pick up some things for the weekend. He couldn't even tell Sarah that he couldn't make it. As he gathered his items together he whispered to David asking him to tell Sarah what happened. David nodded his assent that he would. Josh then left with his father for the weekend. When Sam returned to the dorm room, Dave told him what happened. Sam was excited and told Dave that this was their chance.

"What do you mean it's our chance?" Dave challenged.

"It's our chance to fuck Sarah Harper, silly."

"Are you crazy? We can't do that and what makes you think that she would fuck us anyway?"

"Look both you and I have been jerking off for months thinking about Josh fucking her. Josh is gone and so is her husband. She is expecting Josh to spend the weekend with her. You know she's going to be horny so why don't we fill in for Josh," Sam explained excitedly.

"You're crazy she will never go for it and we could get in a lot of trouble," Dave cautioned. 

"Look, leave it to me. We will go over there Saturday morning to break the news to her about Josh and then I'll take it from there. The worst that could happen is that she would say no and we come back to the dorm," Sam laid out.

"I don't know Sam but I'll go along with you. If this thing backfires it's on you," Dave stated.

"Yeah, yeah and no jerking off tonight you need to save yourself for the weekend," Sam said mockingly.

"Screw you," Dave snapped back.

Both David and Samuel went to bed that evening anxious for Saturday morning to arrive. After breakfast in the dining hall they returned to their dorm room and waited until 9:45 AM before they ventured over the Harper's home. When they arrived they rang the doorbell and waited nervously for Mrs. Harper to answer the door.

Sarah had been preparing for Josh's arrival for about an hour. She showered that morning and she had douched both her pussy and her asshole. She dabbed perfume on her breasts and inner thighs. She wanted to be very clean and smell very good for Josh. She was looking forward to a long weekend with him. She loved the way that Josh could last so long and he would fuck her brains out. She also loved the amount of cum that his youthful body could produce and she looked forward to having all her holes filled again. She smiled when she heard the doorbell and slipped on her robe over her nakedness. Sarah was shocked when she saw David and Samuel at the door.

"Good morning Mrs. Harper. Josh asked us to stop by and tell you that he couldn't make it this weekend. His father came by Friday evening and picked him up," David said politely.

Sarah was stunned and disappointed and it showed on her face. She was so looking forward to the weekend with her teenage lover. But then she was concerned that these two boys knew that Josh was going to spend the weekend with her.

"Well thank you for stopping by David. I had some chores for Josh to do but he can do them some other time," she said trying to find an excuse for Josh coming by.

"We could help you with those chores," Sam said with a sneer.

Sarah looked at Samuel and she despised the sneer on his face. It was as if he knew something, maybe Josh had told them about their affair. Sarah didn't like Sam that much anyway as he was always a little cocky and he always seemed to be checking her out.


"Oh that's all right boys. It's kind of you to offer but they can wait," Sarah replied and then said as she tried to dismiss the boys, "Thank you for coming by and telling me about Josh."

Sarah started to close the door but Sam put his foot in way and spoke, "Mrs. Harper we know about you and Josh. He tells us about every time you have sex together and what you do. Dave and I are here to fill in for him this weekend."

Sarah was shocked at Samuel's assertiveness but she tried to compose herself, "I really don't know what you are talking about, she said trying to sound offended and annoyed.

"I think you do Mrs. Harper and you have a decision to make. Either you let us in or we tell the headmaster and your husband what we know about you and Josh," Sam pressed on.

Sarah noticed that David was quiet and nervous so she assumed that this whole idea was Samuel's. She certainly couldn't have him telling her husband and the headmaster about her affair with Josh. Sarah was sure that Josh would cave in under tough questioning and admit his indiscretions. Sarah knew she was in a bind but she was still determined to talk her way out of it. 

"Why don't you two come in for a minute and we will get this matter cleared up," Sarah said as she opened the door for them.

Sam and Dave walked in and Sarah showed them into the living room. She offered them coffee or water which they passed on. The Sarah began her defense.

"So why don't you tell me what you think you know," Sarah challenged.

Then she listened as David and Samuel told her about every encounter beginning with her catching Josh jerking off up to the Saturday they spent together. Sarah was mortified about how much detail they knew even about the anal sex. Sarah was beet red with embarrassment as she listened to the two boys narrate her sexual couplings with Josh.

"Mrs. Harper I think you will like us. My cock is a little bigger than Josh's and David has an uncut cock that I bet you will like," Samuel told her.

Sarah was stunned by Samuel's directness but he had stuck a nerve. She had never seen a cock other than her husband's and Josh's. She wondered, could Samuel really be bigger than Josh and what does an uncut cock look like? Sarah sat in her chair with her hands in her lap and she noticed that Samuel had stood up across from her. She watched as he unfastened his pants and dropped them along with his underwear to his ankles. Samuel stood there with his impressive cock fully erect. He did look bigger and thicker than Josh. Sarah felt a tingle in her body and she knew that all was lost at that moment.

"Show her yours Dave," Sam ordered.

David stood up and dropped his pants and underwear as Sam did. Sarah looked at his cock with the heavy foreskin covering the head. She was fascinated with the appearance. 

"Skin it back Dave, show her how it looks," Sam directed again.

Dave blushed but he skinned back his cock and the shiny cock head appeared. Sarah's body was betraying her now and she felt the urge to go over and play with David's cock. It was like a new toy for her. Sarah then noticed that Samuel kicked off his pants and underwear and walked toward her. He took her hands and lifted her to her feet. As if she were under a spell she stood up and the allowed Samuel to slip the robe off of her body. Sarah stood there in all her naked beauty with two teenage boys with their erect cocks exposed. 

"I think that we should go into your bedroom Mrs. Harper," Sam said assuredly.

Sarah silently moved to her bedroom and the two boys followed her in. Sam checked out her ass and looked forward to when his cock would be sliding between her cheeks into the depths of her asshole. Sarah went right to her bed and lay down on it. Within seconds Samuel was out of his clothes and between her legs. He eased his cock into her dripping wet pussy and Sarah sighed as she felt his thickness spread her wider then ever. As Sam went deeper into her pussy Sarah felt him touch areas that had not been touched before. Sarah was now in a euphoric state and Josh was the furthest thing from her mind now as Samuel fucked her slowly and thoroughly.

David watched his roommate fuck the beautiful Mrs. Harper as he too took off the rest of his clothes. Sarah now had her eyes closed with her arms and legs wrapped around Sam's torso as she thrust her hips up at him. Sarah was surprised that Samuel fucked so well as he seemed in control and he managed to keep his cock in constant contact with her clit. Sarah would have expected Samuel to cum before her but she was on her way to a mind blowing orgasm. Her thrusts picked up speed and she slammed her hips into the handsome teenager. Then the dam broke Sarah's body trembled as she had one of her most intense orgasms. She grabbed Samuel tightly and screamed.

"Oh God hold me, hold me tight, I'm cumming, oh God!" Sarah bellowed.

Her hips lifted off her bed and she bucked violently as if she were trying to throw Sam off her. But Sam held her tight and drilled her even quicker as his orgasm approached. He felt the pressure in his balls and then his body stiffened as he unleashed a barrage of cum deep into her womb. Sarah felt the jolt of cum as it hit her deeper than ever before and it seemed endless as it continued to flow into her vagina.

"Oh yes cum in me, fill me with it. I feel it, oh, I feel it!" Sarah cried out.

Sam thrust a few more times and then one hard one as he shoved his cock all the way in her pussy. Then he stopped moving but he kept his weight off of her body supported on his elbows. Sarah felt the warm cum swoosh around in her as Sam slowly fucked her until he finally eased his cock from her pussy. Sarah could feel the void in her quim and she sensed the coolness of the air as he withdrew from her pussy.

Sam smiled at Sarah and then looked at Dave standing there with his erect cock standing at attention. David was still mesmerized by what he had just seen as it was the first time that he had ever seen anyone fuck. Now it would be his turn to lose his cherry.

"Your turn buddy," Sam gasped as he moved of the bed.

David climbed on the bed and got between Sarah's legs. For the first time in his life he pushed his cock into a pussy. He had fantasized about this day and now it was finally here. He was actually going to fuck a woman. Sarah's cunt was sopping wet with the combination of her love juices and Samuel's cum. David's cock slid right in and was surrounded by the commingled juices in Sarah's pussy. David was so ready that it did not take him long to cum. He humped Sarah a few times and then his body stiffened and he flooded her pussy with more male seed. Sarah felt the surge of David's cum and is shot into her and she never in her life had that much cum in her at one time.

David pulled out and knelt between Sarah's legs and she looked down at his cock. As she stared at the uncircumcised penis she had the strangest urge to take it in her mouth. Sarah reached for David's cock and guided it into her mouth. David moved up Sarah's body to facilitate her desire and Sam watched in awe as she licked the cock clean of all juices. Sarah liked playing with the uncut cock and she tickled the pee hole with her tongue. She ran her tongue into foreskin to reach the cock head and David groaned in pleasure. As she continued to play with and suck David's cock, Samuel got back between her legs and fucked her slowly. 

David felt his balls tighten again and he warned Sarah, "I'm going to cum Mrs. Harper."

Sarah went right on sucking his cock and she took his next load in her mouth. Sarah was still amazed at how much cum these boys could produce as she swallowed quickly to keep it all in her mouth. David was blown away with the way Sarah sucked his cock. She continued to nibble on his cock head after he finished cumming as eh enjoyed playing with her new toy. David felt chills run through his body and he had to push Sarah's head away as the sensations became too intense to bear. 

Sam pulled out of her pussy and moved up her body and presented his cock to Sarah in expectation of his blow job. Sarah did not disappoint him and she used all her skills to suck his cock. Within minutes Sam was blasting another load into Sarah but this time it was in her mouth. Sarah swallowed every drop as she had done with David and sucked Sam's cock dry.

Sam was anxious to get at Sarah's ass so he rolled her over on her belly and then lifted her by her hips. Sam pushed fingers into her pussy and then moved a moistened one into her asshole. As Sam fingered Sarah's pussy and asshole simultaneously, Sarah got turned on again. She knew that Josh had told them about them having anal sex so she resolved herself to be butt fucked before the day was over. But then Sarah had an idea, she would have David fuck her pussy at the same time.

"David, get on the bed under me and Sam if you want my ass you will have to use the lubricant. It is in the nightstand," Sarah directed.

Sam took the lube from the nightstand and he began to grease up Sarah's asshole. David slid under her and she guided his erect cock into her pussy then she leaned forward so that Samuel could get in her ass. Sam greased up his cock and then moved into position. He eased his cock into Sarah's and she gasped as she felt the size difference. There was no pain but she was fuller than ever back there. Sam's size coupled with David's cock in her pussy made for a very snug fit. Sarah stayed still as the two cocks settled in her holes. She knew she would be in for a longer session this time since both boys had already cum twice. Sam began to move and then David began to move as well.

"Gees Sam, I can feel your cock against mine on the other side!" David exclaimed.

Sarah could feel the two hard cocks rubbing against each other through the thin membrane. She was driven by lust now as she was double fucked for the first time in her life. David and Samuel established a rhythm and they drove Sarah wild. As David's cock filled her pussy, Samuel's pulled back in her ass. Then as Samuel sank into her ass, David retracted in her pussy. If Sarah didn't know better she would have thought that these boys had done this before. She was in ecstasy as she was double fucked by the two energetic teenagers. Sarah felt her orgasm building and she knew it would be another big one. Her entire body shook with the intensity of it and the boys had al they could do to keep their cocks in her as her crescendo rocked her. Sarah came in buckets and drenched David's cock but the boys did not let up and they kept right on fucking her.

She felt so wicked and so erotic as if she were high on a sexual drug. She was in heaven, just pure heaven. Slowly and surely, Sam held Sarah's waist and pushed in and out, each time going in a little further until his penis was deep inside Sarah's bottom. His pubic hairs brushed against her shapely bottom as it filled her asshole. No sounds were audible from Sarah as she held her breath with the two big cocks implanted deeply within her. Dave and Sam moved steadfastly and surely up and down, in and out, back and forth. They held to her hips and waist to keep her in place and to allow their cocks grind away. She was pushing hard down onto Dave as he pounded up into her cunt and she tried to hold herself firmly so that she could get the full benefit of Sam's ass fucking. 

"Sarah, do you want it deeper up your ass?" Sam asked her.

"Yes, yes, deeper, fuck me up my ass deeper," She screamed and then momentarily felt ashamed of her own language. 

The young men were controlling their movements very well but Sarah was out of control as she raced toward another shattering orgasm. Sam and Dave were determined to go on and on, enjoying the married woman who was now at their mercy. 

"Harder, harder, please just fuck me harder," she was screaming now as two boys just smiled and carried on their rhythmic fucking of her hot body. 

Sarah couldn't stop herself. It was stupendous as waves of ecstasy rolled over her causing her body to shake with tremors. Sarah's nails dug into Dave's shoulders as she went through her magnificent orgasm, the feelings were unstoppable. Any doubts she had earlier about whether she could accommodate both cocks were now gone as she started to ride them back and forth fucking them both at the same time. 

The wonderful feelings between her legs were intense as she started to force herself down onto both cocks, hungrily trying to get them as deep as she could. The men felt her urgency and started to match her thrusts. As she thrust back they started to thrust forward, stretching her as they filled both holes. Sarah started to moan loudly again as she felt a powerful orgasm start to take over her body. Dave started to roughly squeeze and pull her tits as his cock filled her pussy. Sarah felt both boys start to tense as the first powerful wave of pleasure from this new orgasm swept through her ravaged body. She screamed loudly, almost out of control, wildly fucking both cocks. She felt Sam gripping her bum cheeks with some urgency and the hands holding her tits squeezed even harder, almost painfully, as she felt two loads of hot spunk spurt inside her. This was enough to send her over the edge. She had never felt an orgasm as powerful as this as she screamed and screamed with what felt like wave after wave of never ending pleasure rushing through her. Sarah's head was filled with the sounds of her own screams. All that she could feel was the intense pleasure sweeping through her body and radiating from between her legs.

The three of them lay together for several minutes before anyone moved. Sam felt his cock soften and then slip from Sarah's asshole. Sam was sure that he heard a popping sound when it slipped out. Sarah rolled off of David to he back and laid along side him. David looked bewildered as things had happened so fast that he hardly had had time to think. He was sated and happy that he had listened to Sam. He knew that Sarah was now theirs to fuck just as she was Josh's. 

Sarah was the first to speak, "I am going to take a shower now and then both of you can shower as well. I'll leave a couple of robes on the bed for you to put on after your shower. Then I will make some lunch for us and we can talk over lunch."

Sarah eased her aching body from the bed and went into the bathroom to shower. Sam waited until the door was closed before he said anything to Dave.

"Dave wait until you fuck her in the ass, it was incredible. I can't believe that we waited this long to make our move but I'm glad we finally did. She is one fantastic piece of ass," Sam whispered.

"What are we going to do after lunch?" Dave asked naively.

"Well I don't know about you but I want to learn how to eat pussy and then I'm going to fuck her again. She taught Josh to eat pussy so she can teach us too," Sam replied.

Sarah washed herself thoroughly and douched her pussy and ass again as she had that morning. She couldn't believe how much cum she had in her body. Sarah looked at her self in the mirror as she dried off and she liked what she saw. At 36 she was still a very attractive and fit woman. She was pleased that she was able to turn the boys on and that they loved her body. She wasn't sure what she would do about Josh now that she had fucked his roommates but she had time to figure that out. She would enjoy the rest of the weekend with her new found studs and then she would worry about Josh. 




Minister's Wife Plays The Organ



Sara walked out of the bathroom naked and into the living room to pick up her robe. She put the robe on and then went back into the bedroom to get the robes for the boys. Sam and Dave were already in the shower so she left the robes on the bed and went into the kitchen to make lunch. David and Samuel donned the robes that Sarah had left out for them and then they joined her for lunch. They all ate quietly and then after lunch returned to the living room to relax. It was only 2:00 PM and Sarah could not believe how much sex they had already had that day.

They chatted for about an hour and then the boys wanted to go back to bed. They told her that they wanted to learn to eat pussy and then have more sex in a 69 position. Josh had told David and Samuel about his experience with Sarah and they wanted to have the same experience. Sarah smiled at the two virile and took them back to her bedroom. The three of them shed their robes and Sarah got in bed.

Samuel was the first to eat her pussy and he did very well for his first time. Then it was David's turn and he was more enthusiastic than Sarah thought he would be. She had two mild orgasms that were pleasant even though she thought that she would not be able to cum anymore. Then she and Samuel moved into a 69 position and they ate and sucked until Sam came in her mouth. It was still a decent size load even though it was his fourth of the day. David was next and Sarah took her time sucking and playing with his cock. She was still fascinated with it being uncut and she liked nibbling on his slick cock head and dipping her tongue inside the foreskin. She drove David wild and he blasted a load in her mouth. 

After David came in her mouth, Sam was ready to fuck her again. He fucked her for a long time before he finally quit after cumming one more time. Then David fucked her but he wanted her ass again. Sarah was grateful to give her pussy a rest as David fucked her ass doggy style. He played with her shapely ass cheeks as he ran his cock in and out of her receptive ass. Eventually he came again and pulled out of Sarah's ass.

Sarah told the boys that they could not stay the night so they dressed and returned to their dorm. Sam told Sarah that they were going to stop by on Sunday after church services. Sarah just nodded and sent them on their way. Sarah decided that she needed a bath to soak her aching body. She ran a hot bath adding bath oil to the water and soaked in the soothing water. As she soaked her body she wondered what she would now do with the three horny teenagers. She thought that Josh would probably be upset once he learned that she had fucked his roommates but then again he might just want to join them next time. She wondered if she would be up to group sex with three boys as it was exhausting enough just with the two of them.

David and Samuel arrived back at their dorm and crashed on their beds. Their day had been better than they ever imagined. Sarah was an incredibly hot woman and they had done things that they only previously dreamed about and masturbated about. They decided to just watch some TV the rest of the day and relax. Every once in awhile they would discuss what happened that day or talk about their favorite position with Sarah. They both agreed that double fucking her in her ass and pussy was the most exciting. They looked forward to a good night's sLukep and spending more time with Sarah on Sunday.

SUNDAY AFTER SERVICES

Sunday services went on without Reverend Thomas who was still at the retreat. After the services Sarah returned to her home and awaited the arrival of David and Samuel. She was tired but she knew that it would be impossible to refuse their advances. She also knew that once she got started that she would enjoy the sexual explorations. In fact she was looking forward to sucking David's cock again.

An hour later the two boys arrived and they were anxious to get started. Sarah took them into the bedroom and they all stripped and got in bed. David wanted Sarah's ass first and Samuel wanted to fuck her pussy. Sarah got he lube from her nightstand and handed it to David. 

Sarah straddled Sam's body and took his cock in her tiny hand. She guided the cock into her pussy as she slowly lowered her body to his. Sarah felt Sam stretch her and fill her cunt with his big dick. He was definitely bigger than Josh. She groaned softly as he fully penetrated her. Sarah leaned forward as Sam pulled her body to him crushing her tits against his chest. 

As she lay there now with Sam's cock deep inside her and Dave's finger starting to enter her ass Sarah realized that another double penetration was about to come true. She felt the finger slowly push further and further up her ass little by little Dave eased it inside until it was completely in her. Sarah felt that wonderful full feeling. Sarah felt the finger slowly withdraw from her ass and she suddenly felt empty as it plopped out. The empty feeling did not last for long though as she felt some more lubricant being applied to her. She tensed as she felt the head of Dave's cock touch her ass and then she felt his fingers probing her tight asshole again just before the head of his stiff cock pushed against the entrance. Dave did not rush to enter her with the risk of pain, he just kept a firm pressure pushing against her anus, waited for her to relax and take him inside. 

Sarah sighed and leaned against Sam's chest, enjoying the feeling of his massive cock that was still deep inside her wet cunt. She could feel herself start to relax and the natural reaction of clenching her ass muscles to resist entry was slowly reduced. Very, very slowly Sarah relaxed her anus and as she did, she felt the head of the second stiff cock start to enter her. Sarah felt the head push a little further and a little further until, suddenly, her muscles relaxed just enough to allow the cock head to push inside. Dave remained perfectly still as Sarah became accustomed to having her anus invaded this way. In a very short time she started to enjoy the feeling of having this second cock inside her, even if it was just the head at the moment. She felt Dave run his hands over her back and then move down each side to her tits. Sarah lifted herself up a little from Sam to allow Dave to touch her. She swooned with sensations that were starting to flood her body. As she arched her back to allow Dave to reach her tits she felt his cock move a little further into her ass. 

Sam's cock was still deep in her cunt and not moving as the other one slowly but surely started to fill her asshole. She felt Sam's breath on her face and Dave's breath on her neck as they both filled her. Sarah felt another orgasm start to build. Both boys kept still as Sarah started to move. She started moving her hips back and forth a tiny amount, pushing her self back onto the two cocks, and feeling them both inside her. As she continued these movements she pushed a little further back each time until her ass was completely full. 

Sarah started to moan loudly again as she felt a powerful orgasm start to take over her body. Sam played with her tits and nipples as his cock filled her pussy. Sarah felt both boys start to tense as the first powerful wave of pleasure from this orgasm swept through her ravaged body. She screamed loudly, almost out of control, wildly fucking both cocks. She felt Sam holding her buttocks and Sam's hands holding her tits the two loads of hot cum spurt inside her. That was enough to send her over the edge as wave after wave of never ending pleasure rushed through her. All that she could feel was the intense pleasure sweeping through her body and radiating from between her legs. Sam and Dave stayed with her and emptied their balls into her body. As Sarah calmed down they eased their cocks from her body. 

Sarah rolled over and lay on her back as Dave and Sam knelt on either side of her. Sarah took turns sucking the two cocks bringing them back to an erect state. This time she would let Sam fuck her in the ass with his longer, thicker cock. Sarah moaned as she lowered her torso and felt the marvelous cock thrust inside her. Dave held her shapely hips as Sarah felt his uncut cock go into her pussy like a knife through warm butter. The two of them began to fuck, up and down, in and out. Sarah's sexually charged body spasmed each time she descended onto the wonderful weapon that was finally hammering her pussy. Finally she was getting what she craved, a good fucking and now she was ready to give in to any abuse of her body by these two naughty boys. Sarah then felt Sam's wonderful finger re-enter her ass which heightened her thrills even more.

"Oh yes, yes, ah," Sarah gasped and Sam had to hold his finger firmly in Sarah's bottom as she bucked furiously up and down on Dave's penetrating cock in her cunt. 

"Come on Sarah, you want it, you want two cocks in your body, fucking you hard, going right up inside you together. Come on Sarah say it, say what you want," Sam said enticing her. 

"Yes, yes, go on, please, fuck me, both of you, fuck me in my ass," Sarah cried out. 

Sarah felt Sam's finger gradually slide out of her ass although it didn't stop her from continuing to enjoy the big cock thrusting up into her as Dave held her hips and brought her down on him every other second. The solid hardness of Sam's wonderful rampant cock was prodding between her ass cheeks and Sarah felt it touch her anus. Sam put his hands around her waist to steady himself as his cock at her rear pushed hard against her ass. It opened her anus beautifully and slowly moved into Sarah's body.

Unbeknown to Sarah and her two lovers, Josh had arrived back at the school earlier than planned. His father had been called away on business so he dropped Josh off at the school. Josh ran into the dorm to drop off his gear. He noticed that Dave and Sam were gone which was just as well as he was anxious to get to Sarah's house. Josh raced over to the Harper's home. When he got there he rang the door bell several times but there was no answer.

Sarah was not expecting anyone and even if she had heard the doorbell, she would not have stopped fucking the two boys to answer it. Josh assumed that Sarah was taking a rest so he decided to let himself in and surprise her. Josh located the fake rock that Sarah had showed him the last time he was there and he removed the key. He unlocked the front door and replaced the key in the fake rock. The he quietly entered the house and locked the door from the inside. He moved quietly but then he heard voices and it sounded like Sarah. It was Sarah and she was having sex. His first thought was that the Reverend Harper was home too but then he heard her distinctly yell for both of them to fuck her. Sarah was having sex with two men. That stirred Josh's curiosity and he just had to see who she was fucking. He moved quietly to her bedroom and looked in.

Josh was thoroughly entranced by the whole episode going on in front of his eyes. He watched the attractive Sarah being fucked up her ass and at the same time up her gloriously ripe cunt by his roommates. Sara was totally out of control and Josh could hear her gasping and whimpering at the same time as Dave and Sam still fucked her with all their energy. Josh could also see that Sara was experiencing a magnificent orgasm which she obviously had no control over. 

Josh stepped back in the living room somewhat enraged. He couldn't believe that his roommates were fucking Sarah and that she was letting them. Not only was she letting them fuck her but she was enjoying it. Josh wanted to rush in the room and yell at them all. Then he thought he should just leave but instead he decided to stay. If Sarah liked cock so much why not give her another one he thought. Josh took off his clothes and walked back in the bedroom totally naked and sporting a boner.

Sam spotted Josh but instead of panicking he laughed and said, "Hey look who's here and ready for action too. Come on over Josh, Sarah still has her mouth available."

Josh got on the bed and moved close to Sarah's head and told her, "Come on, Sarah do me too."

Sarah saw the rock hard cock being offered to her mouth and Sara had no option but to part her lips and allow Josh to fill her mouth with his throbbing prick. Josh didn't wait for Sarah to start sucking his cock but instead he held her head and started to fuck her wet mouth as though it was her ass or her cunt. Sarah did not object and she took the cock in and out of her mouth, enjoying the thrill of a third cock thrusting into one of her orifices. Sarah heard their voices although she was unsure what each one was saying.

"This is it, Sarah just what you wanted. Three cocks inside you at once, three cocks fucking you at once. What's it like, Sarah, is it good? Go on Sarah, fuck us all, fuck three cocks at once, Sarah, feel our hot cum spurt into your body at once." They chided. 

Sarah knew that they wouldn't stop until they had shot three loads of cum inside her. It didn't matter though, it wasn't about them now; it was about her. She got those squirmy feelings in her belly again and she knew she was on course for another wonderful orgasm. The three boys were pounding her hard and she could only grunt as Josh's cock fully occupied her mouth. The other two were humping her body up and down onto their cocks that were hitting her holes with such force. Sarah had never been so erotically abused with three mighty cocks deep in her body.

"Get ready Sarah, we're going to cum inside you," one of them said.

Sara had lost all control over her actions. She looked into Josh's eyes as he held her head more firmly and she allowed his cock to stretch her lips wide apart. She used her tongue to play and poke at his tool as it sped in and out of her throat and she knew that he would be cumming soon. Their actions were such that Sarah knew that this time they would truly not stop until they had all ejaculated again and she received their powerful loads gushing into her. Sarah was already sore and it was still early in the afternoon. 

Sam suddenly stopped thrusting into Sarah's bottom and held onto her tightly. She could feel a warm sensation inside her ass and she realized that the first ejaculation was being fired into her. The other two did not slow up and from their rapid strokes she knew they were close as well. Dave grunted from under her and almost stopped completely as he held Sarah's body down firmly on his thighs. A few more short strokes and he pushed up into her body groaning as his spunk gushed into her cunt. She could feel the liquids spurt up into her pussy and her ass and then the two cocks rested within her. 

The excitement had pushed Sara over the top again and, she frantically rubbed her clit against Dave's cock while it was still hard in her. Josh sensed that Sam and Dave had come to a standstill so he pushed harder and faster in and out of Sarah's willing mouth until he finally lost control. 

He held Sarah's head against him with his cock stuffed in her open mouth as he ejaculated. Sarah tried to anticipate the inevitable but it was still rather a shock as a torrent of milky, thick liquid fired into her throat and all around her mouth. She gulped and swallowed as quickly as she could. Her fingers were back at her clit and they flew backward and forward across the hard nub of skin as she swished the warm liquid around in her mouth. She shuddered and opened her lips a little wider to let out a sigh causing a trace of white semen to trickle over her lips. Sara didn't care as she had climaxed again and again, over and over beautifully, erotically and shamelessly. 

Sarah collapsed on the bed with semen oozing from all her holes as the boys moved away and let her rest. But she wouldn't get to rest for very long as the boys were soon at her again. The rest of that afternoon Sarah was repeatedly triple fucked as the boys took turns in her ass, pussy and mouth. By the time they were done with her they had each cum four or five times and Sarah was cum drenched. They left her on the bed, dressed and returned to their dorm. Once in the dorm Sam and Dave explained what happened to Josh. At first Josh was mad at them but hen he agreed that Sarah was a horny woman who needed more than one cock. They then made a pact that they would continue to share Sarah with each other and triple fuck her as often as they could.

As the boys were discussing her fate, Sarah was soaking in her tub again recalling the vents of the past two days. She had never been fucked so thoroughly and so often in her life. She loved the attention of the energetic boys but she knew that she would have to be very careful with them. She would have to figure out a way to keep them all happy but maintain their discretion. As Sarah pondered her future, Reverend Harper had returned from his retreat and he was meeting with his prized divinity student Luke in his office.

Luke was standing with his pants and underwear around his knees as Reverend Thomas Harper sucked his cock. Thomas's head bobbed back and forth as he sucked on the youthful cock. Luke reached down and placed his hands on Thomas's head as a signal that he was close to cumming. Thomas picked up his pace and then Luke exploded in the Reverend's mouth. Thomas gulped down the steady stream of cum that filled his mouth and sucked Luke's cock until it was dry. Luke pushed Thomas's head away as the sensation of his cock nibbling grew too intense. 

Thomas then stood up and dropped his own pants and underwear and Luke turned his back to him. Luke presented his ass to be lubed and fucked by the Reverend. Thomas slipped his cock into the 19 year old student's shapely ass and fucked him until he came. Thomas shot his wad into the boy's ass and then they got cleaned up, dressed and left the office. Reverend Harper returned home and Luke returned to his dorm room at the preparatory school building.

When Luke returned to his dorm room his roommate Aaron was in bed naked. Luke smiled at him as Aaron stroked his big cock in anticipation of some action that evening. 

"So did you let that pervert fuck you again?" Aaron asked.

"Yes but I don't know why it upsets you. You know I just do it to get an A in his class and a referral for the ministry. You're the only one I really care for," Luke replied.

"Really, then get you clothes off and get over here and show me," Aaron directed.  

Within minutes Aaron was buried balls deep in Luke's tight asshole. Luke was flattened on the bed face down as Aaron drove his 9" cock deep into the bowels of his lover. Luke's ass moved under Aaron but Aaron's strength and drive kept Luke pinned under him. Aaron's powerful buttocks clenched and unclenched as he pummeled Luke's ass. Aaron's thick cock drove into Luke and then retreated until only the head remained in Luke's rectum. Luke felt the powerful shaft drive in and out of the anal passage like a piston causing Luke to cry out.

"Oh God your cock is so thick in my ass, so deep. Oh fuck yeah, fill me with your big dick. Cum in me, I want your spunk shooting in my ass," Luke exclaimed!

Aaron continued to fuck the shapely firm ass of his lover driving his cock into the warm recess. Aaron sensed his orgasm building in his balls and he knew that within minutes he would cum in Luke's hot ass. Aaron felt the pressure in his scrotum just before he unleashed a torrent of semen into the shapely firm ass underneath him. Aaron felt Luke's anal muscles tighten around the shaft and squeeze every ounce of spunk out of it.

"Oh shit, I feel it. I love it when you cum in my ass. I love your hot seed flooding my ass," Luke cried out.

Aaron stayed hard and he slowly fucked Luke's ass as the semen coated his shaft. Luke sensed that Aaron was up for another round and whispered, "Aaron if you are going to keep fucking my ass let's roll on our sides."




Minister's Wife Plays The Organ



Aaron rolled to his side keeping his cock in Luke's ass as he pulled Luke to the side. Aaron's hands wrapped around and caressed Luke's body. Aaron ran his hands over Luke's breasts and tight abs as they moved toward Luke's pubes. The back of Aaron's hand brushed against Luke's erect cock causing Luke to gasp.

"Please hold me and jerk me," Luke pleaded.

Aaron took hold of the 6" cock of his roommate and stroked it as he fucked Luke's ass again. Aaron was not interested in another man's cock but he didn't mind jerking off Luke and he loved to see Luke shoot. Luke had an amazing capacity for ejaculations. Luke would have volcanic like orgasms when he came and his semen would shoot four or five feet at times, particularly with his first orgasm of the day.

Aaron kept fucking Luke until they both came. Luke came twice before Aaron came in Luke's ass a second time. The first time Luke ejaculated his cum shot passed his face and hit the headboard. The second time he came his seed hit him in the face and neck. Then Aaron lost it and dumped another powerful load in Luke's ass. The two of them rested on their sides as Aaron's cock slowly deflated and slipped from Luke's asshole. By the time Luke moved to his own bed, cum had dried on Luke's body.

THE DAY'S AHEAD

Sarah had worked out a system with the three boys so that none of them was slighted. She would fuck Joshua on Tuesdays, David on Wednesdays and Samuel on Thursdays. Then on Saturdays or Sundays she would entertain the three of them at her home if and when her husband was out. 

Thomas had a similar arrangement with Luke. At least twice a week he would see Luke in his office. He would usually suck Luke's cock until he came and them Thomas would fuck Luke in the ass. Sometimes Luke was hard again after being fucked so Thomas would suck him off again. Some Saturdays when Sarah went shopping, Thomas would have Luke over to the house and then they got naked and had sex in Thomas's bed. Thomas loved to have Luke naked as he fucked him so that he could run his hands over Luke's taut naked body and jerk Luke's cock.

Of course Luke still had his roommate Aaron to look forward to. Aaron always seemed to fuck Luke longer and harder after he had been with Reverend Harper. Luke would have liked it if Aaron sucked his cock but he had learned to be content with what Aaron offered him. Luke loved sucking Aaron's big dick but he loved it even more when it was in his ass. His favorite position was to be on his side as Aaron fucked him and jerked him off.

One Saturday Sarah was on her way to the shopping mall which was an hour away. She got about half way there and realized that she forgot to bring her discount coupon. Her favorite store was having a preferred customer sale and she needed the invitation with the discount coupon. Sarah headed back to her house to get it.

Luke had arrived at the house shortly after Sarah had left. Thomas wasted no time in getting Luke out of his clothes and into bed. Thomas sucked Luke's cock first as he always did and drank down every drop of cum that Luke shot into his mouth. Then he turned Luke around on all fours and lubricated his asshole. Thomas then slid his dick into Luke's ass and began to fuck him slowly. Just at that time Sarah arrived home and headed for the kitchen to pick up the invitation when she heard voices in the bedroom. 

"You like that don't you. You like having a cock in your young tight ass," Thomas bellowed.

"Oh yes Thomas, I love it when you fuck me in the ass. I want to feel you in me. I want you to shoot in me, cum in me," Luke answered.

Sarah was momentarily stunned but all of a sudden she realized that Thomas was fucking one of the students. She moved quietly to the bedroom and she saw her husband butt fucking his prize student. She stood and watched as Thomas fucked Luke and eventually came in Luke's ass. Then she watched as Luke flipped over on his back and his hard 6" cock bounced off his abs. The Sarah watched in complete surprise when her husband leaned over and took Luke's cock in his mouth. Sarah watched until Luke announced he was cumming and her husband took the load in his mouth.

Sarah decided not to interrupt them and she slowly moved away and then left the house. She drove to the mall to shop as she had planned and along the way there and back she thought about what she would say to her husband. When Sarah finally got home later that day her husband was watching golf on TV and he acted as normal as ever.

"Thomas we need to talk," Sarah said sternly.

Thomas looked at his wife and he knew something was wrong. "What is it dear?" he asked.

"I am going to be direct about something and I have given it a lot of thought. I came home earlier today because I had forgotten something and I saw you and Luke fucking and sucking in our bed," Sarah started.

Thomas turned white and he was lost for words, "I don't know what to say, Sarah."

"Don't say anything, just listen. I don't know how long you have been having sex with students but I knew something was wrong with our relationship. I have to tell you that I too have been fucking students and now that that is out I want to propose something. You can keep fucking your students and I will keep fucking mine. We will be open about it and agree to the times when we can be alone with our lovers," Sarah went on.

"Do I understand that you are not angry and that you are giving me permission to carry on with Luke?"

"You can carry on with Luke or anyone else that you want to and I will do the same," Sarah replied and then added, "We will make arrangements so that we don't have to sneak around behind each other's back. I will leave the house when you need me to and I will ask the same of you."

"I can't believe that I am hearing this but yes I am in complete agreement with this arrangement," a stunned Thomas replied.

"Good then we understand each other and we will move on from here. By the way I want you to move into the other bedroom," Sarah concluded firmly.

From that day on Sarah and Thomas led separate sex lives although they remained married. Joshua, David and Samuel all stayed on one more year as they enrolled in the preparatory school much to the pleasure of their wealthy parents. Sarah had another year of sex to look forward to with her three favorite students.

Aaron and Luke both got accepted into the divinity college and remained roommates. Thomas selected a new prize student after Luke's departure and it wasn't long before Thomas was fucking and sucking him as well.

Sarah and Thomas enjoyed many more years at the school. Thomas continued to conduct the Sunday services for the school and nearby residents. Sarah continued to play the organ and function as the choir director. Actually played with many organs during her tenure at Mountain Creek.



Minister's Wife



"Hoooly Jeeesus! David! That's good! Sooo good! Oh yes, darling, you can go faster now! Harder, harder!" By this time she was screaming.

The bed was rocking and they were furiously fucking in unison. He came in a great burst of his juices which shot deep inside her just as she reached a crashing climactic orgasm in a scream of utter joy. Never had she experienced sexual pleasure on this plane. Her clergyman husband had never come close to giving her a feeling like this! If this was what adultery was like, she wanted it every time over marital fidelity!

At the supper table that night her husband asked her, "How was the music lesson?"

She tried to sound as matter-of-fact as possible. "It was good, darling. I think I'm really going to enjoy those lessons!"

And she knew that she was going to enjoy church more in the future. During every service she would have the opportunity to confess her sin of adultery in silent prayer, and then during the sermon she would go on to mentally undress the organist while he did the same to her.



Ministry of Bondage



Nobody was really sure how it had happened, but, a former professional dominatrix had been elected as the Prime Minister. Foul play was suspected but, never proven. There was an initial outcry and protests were held all over the country, but, it soon became clear that she was actually doing a decent job and so the protests ran out of steam and those who had voiced their discontent turned their attentions to more pressing matters.

Behind the scenes, it was a different story. The new Prime Minister established a secret research and development department known as the Ministry of Bondage (MOB). It's mission was two-fold. It was to seek out devices to enslave the submissive side of the population and create such devices where one was not already in existence. It was also to create awareness of the fetish lifestyle with an aim to making in become mainstream.

Of course, not many people actually knew about this. Oh sure, they noticed that ads and TV shows were gradually featuring more fetish content, but, the world had been becoming more sexual for years, so nobody really paid it any attention.

And so life went on, until the day that the MOB created the ultimate remote control...

The ultimate remote control was a project started in the first weeks of the MOB's existence. It was a project to see if some form of mind control could be exercised over individuals to make them sexually submissive.

It was regarded as a flight of fancy by most, including Stephanie Lux, the Prime Minister herself. But, being a favourite fetish of hers, she figured she may as well explore the possibility. Now it was two years in and very little had been heard of the project for some time.

The project had gradually been bumped down the line as its prospects of success had become more and more remote (pardon the pun) until it had eventually landed in the hands of a twenty two year old woman straight out of university named Paula McBain. Paula was the epitome of the girl next door, pretty without looking like a fashion model, average size but just curvy enough to attract attention, brown hair and a cute nose.

She had looked at the previous research when it had been dumped on her desk and immediately realised the problem. Where everybody had been focussing on how to make the target receive the transmissions from the remote, nobody had spent time on the signal being sent. Therefore, if she could only work out the correct frequency, it would be very simple to use the remote control sending the signal to override the target's brainwaves and force them to obey.

It only took two months of trial and error for two working frequencies to be established and Paula had discovered something very interesting in that time. There was a working frequency for the deeply submissive and there was also one that had regular success on those who switched when they were in the right mood.

Paula also realised something about herself during the testing process, she was submissive. Before working for the MOB, she had never really explored her sexuality, working on this project had caused her to have all sorts of tingly dreams about submitting to powerful women wielding the ultimate remote control.

It scared her too though, the thought that she would not have the ability to do anything to stop this powerful woman having her way with her.

Stephanie was a forty year old woman, still in great shape with curves in all the right places and long, dark, wavy hair that contrasted beautifully with her ivory skin and almost feline green eyes. She heard the news about the ultimate remote control project and knew she had to drop everything and go to see the official test for herself.

***

The day of the official test arrived and Paula was very nervous as you would expect.

It wasn't just the potential rewards for a successful test -- promotion, financial bonuses, the Prime Minister's attention -- it was also the thought of what could happen if she was found out as submissive during the test.

The test needed to be thorough, so there were to be ten subjects -- identifiable only by a number drawn on their bodies with a marker pen. Each was to wear a hood so that they could not later be identified by the testers or the witnesses and the only person who would really know who everyone was would be Paula.

There were five men and five women -- aged between twenty and thirty five. Two men and two women were to be openly submissive, two of each were to be switches and the other man and woman were to be curious about submission. Prime Minister Stephanie Lux was to wield the remote control herself.

Paula got herself ready for work just like any other day. She showered, got dressed and ate breakfast before getting into her car for the half-hour commute.

Once she got to the MOB, she was informed of a problem, the curious woman had changed her mind, without her the test would not be complete and it might be months before another date could be arranged.

Was there anyone in the department who knew someone who might be interested? Paula couldn't think, she needed someone and she needed them fast, but, who?

Paula would never know what made her do it, why she thought of the solution of substituting herself in, but it seemed perfect at the time. Was she not curious about submission? Wouldn't her face be hidden by the hood? No one would ever need to know it was her. After all she was meant to be in a separate room monitoring the recording devices to ensure that every moment of the testing was available for later analysis. The equipment was all automatic, she could do this and get away with it.

Paula disrobed in the women's toilets next to the testing room just like the other female subjects had done before her. She was to be the last one up. Her pussy was already sopping wet from having watched the previous tests.

Mistress Stephanie (as she had insisted upon being called by all her subjects) was powerful and sexy. She had made her previous subjects obey a wide range of orders each over a half hour to an hour period per test. They had had to submit to whips and canes, to spankings, to worshipping her feet and arse, to behaving like puppies, to wetting themselves and licking it up, to being used as furniture and to pose in various positions.

Paula felt butterflies in her stomach as she wrote the number 10 on her left breast and pulled on and tightened her hood.

She knocked and entered.

Instantly, she felt a compulsion to go to the centre of the room and kneel. Unable to stop herself, she strode to the spot and knelt with her hands resting on her knees -- palms up and her head high and facing forwards.

'So, you're the confused little subbie who's agreed to let me play with her.' It was a statement, Mistress Stephanie was gauging her reaction and Paula knew it.

She also knew from watching the earlier tests that there was only one answer that would not result in painful punishment, "Yes Mistress Stephanie."

Mistress Stephanie stepped into view and smiled, an amused twinkle clearly visible in her eyes. "Good girl, I'm glad to see you remembered your manners,"

The remote was pointed at her and Paula once again felt that uncontrollable compulsion to obey. She moved forwards on all fours and kissed the tip of each of Mistress Stephanie's boots then returned to her kneeling position.

Mistress Stephanie spoke again. "I wonder where we got you from, you pretty little thing. I know that the original subject whose place you took chickened out at the last minute. Oh, well, time for that later." With that, she levelled the remote at Paula again and pushed another button.

Paula found herself turning around and crawling over to a corner of the room shrouded in darkness. As she got close, a light suddenly came on and illuminated a child's wading pool full of mud.

Paula wanted to resist, she hated being dirty, but, the compulsion was too strong and she felt herself crawling into the pool and rolling around so that she thoroughly coated herself in the gooey contents. Even as she did it, Paula felt her mind screaming at her to stop, that this was disgusting.

Mistress Stephanie stepped in front of her as she knelt back up and started grabbing great big handfuls of mud and began to rub it into her chest.

Another compulsion came over her as the remote was pointed in her direction once more.

Paula grabbed one more handful and plunged her fingers into her sopping cunt as Mistress Stephanie commanded her to look at her.

And so, blushing beneath her hood, Paula masturbated with mud as she looked up at the Prime Minister. Just as she got close though, the remote came out once more and she had to stop.

A frustrated whimper escaped her lips.

Mistress Stephanie spoke once again, "the mud you've just been enjoying so much was created especially for today, would you like to know how?"

Paula knew something bad was coming, but, her pussy juiced in spite of herself.

"It was created by dominant men and women pissing on the dirt, dirt like you."

Paula gasped as the remote was levelled at her again and she was forced to resume her masturbation. Her fingers once again began to do their work on her as she was forced to rub handful after handful of piss-soaked mud into her aroused body.

Once again she was forced to stop.

"Please Mistress Stephanie", Paula begged, "let me cum."

"I think you've had far too much freedom so far slave, so no." Mistress Stephanie's reply was not what she wanted to hear.

A tear of frustration escaped down her cheek as she saw the remote again and felt herself get up and face away from Mistress Stephanie with her arms crossed behind her back, her hands gripping her opposing elbow.

A rope was doubled up and slipped around her forearms and tightened. More ropes were then quickly passed above and below her breasts and tightened over the top of her arms. Paula was going nowhere and she knew it.

Without warning, a cold hose was turned on her and the mud was sliced off her body by a powerful jet of freezing water.

An attendant stepped forward with a rough looking brush on a long stick and scrubbed to help the process.

It didn't take long at all for her to be clean once again.

She felt the need to walk forward again and a hessian bag was held open for her to step into.

She knelt down inside the bag and a fine powder was sprinkled on top of her and the bag was drawn up to her neck and secured closed.

"The substance you have just been dusted with is an itching powder, before long you will feel a slight sensation of discomfort, then you will feel the need to scratch grow and grow within you. The hessian bag will scratch your body as you thrash trying to relieve the irritation and that will seem like it helps, but, it will actually make things far, far worse." The laugh the accompanied this statement from Mistress Stephanie was a little bit scary to the helpless Paula who was already gritting her teeth against the annoying itching and forcing herself to remain still.

With that, the remote was pointed at her one more time and she had to begin thrashing.

With each motion, Paula felt the intensity of the itching grow.

She began to beg, "please Mistress Stephanie, please make it stop."

Tears were forming in her eyes as it felt like every inch of her body was being crawled upon by tiny little bugs.

"Please, please, please, make it stop Mistress Stephanie." The tone of Paula's begging becoming increasingly needy with every passing second.

Mistress Stephanie spoke again. "I'll make a deal with you little one, if you will allow me to spank you over my knee then I will let you out of the rest of your torment."

In spite of her aversion to pain, it still sounded better than what she was going through at that moment and so Paula readily agreed.

Once again, the hose and the brush came out and she was scrubbed clean.

Her hands, however, remained firmly fastened behind her back.

A leather collar was placed around her neck and a chain leash attached. A firm tug told her to follow along as she was lead over to the observation area where many familiar faces were watching on intently.

At least nobody knows it's me because of this hood, Paula thought to herself as she saw her supervisor, Jessica Matthews studying her intently.

She also recognised the head of the HR department, John Thompson sitting next to the empty chair that Mistress Stephanie was leading her towards.

Mistress Stephanie's voice pulled her out of her observations of the big wigs inhabiting the viewing area. "Do you feel that you have been a good little slut today?"

"Yes Mistress." Paula hoped that Mistress Stephanie felt so too, she had become increasingly convinced that she would not be allowed to cum and she was desperate to sneak off and rub out a quick orgasm.

"I agree, mostly, however your begging has been very naughty, I never gave you permission and for that you will get twelve swats with my paddle instead of the six you were originally down for."

Mistress Stephanie's statement that her punishment had doubled caused Paula considerable angst, but, she thought better of arguing, it wasn't going to erase her punishment and she might even increase it if she begged again.

The remote was used again as Mistress Stephanie sat down and Paula felt herself climb over Mistress Stephanie's lap, facing towards John Thompson who had a strange look of recognition on his face.

Oh no, he's picked my voice! Paula's thoughts were now full of fear of exposure in front of everybody. Thankfully, he said nothing as she settled into position and felt the slap, slap, slap of the paddle against her arse.

It hurt, but, it was bearable and there was a surprising warmth that spread to her pussy as it went on. All too soon it was over and she was standing before Mistress Stephanie thanking her for her punishment.

"Almost done, slave, then you can go back to get changed again. There is one last thing a want to do." A button was pushed. "Now, try to masturbate for me again."

Paula tried, she really did, but, her hands just wouldn't go near her dripping puss.

Mistress Stephanie laughed at her efforts. "You have one last order that will stay in your subconscious for the next two weeks according to this, you will not be able to masturbate."

With that another button was pushed and a sobbing Paula left the room and got changed then hurried back to the recording room before anyone could notice that she had been gone.

***

It was about a week later that Paula received an email from Mistress Stephanie telling her that her project was approved for funding and to come see her that afternoon to discuss production.

It had been a frustrating week, full of thoughts of submission and the inability to masturbate to relieve the tension.

Paula arrived at Mistress Stephanie's office and checked in with her secretary. She was told to go right in and so knocked and entered.

Mistress Stephanie was sitting at her desk with the prototype in her hands, turning it over and just staring at it.

Paula was reluctant to interrupt this moment of private contemplation and so closed the door and stood unobtrusively in front of it, waiting to be noticed.

"Beautiful device don't you think?" The question from Mistress Stephanie was purely rhetorical. "Just think of how much power on little remote control has. I have been using it at home, I know I wasn't supposed to, but, it was just so much fun making my household staff humiliate themselves for my amusement and knowing there wasn't a thing they could do about it."

A wry smile crossed her lips. "I just wish I could know whether that last command I gave to number 10 was still in effect."

"It is Mistress Stephanie." Paula startled herself by replying.

"But, how could you know? Are you still in contact with that beautiful creature?"

"You think she was beautiful Mistress?" Paula's heart stirred at being referred to in this way.

"Yes, Paula, she was. So wonderfully obedient, she really didn't try to fight the remote at all, she wanted to submit and this remote gave her the chance. She took that chance. I've watched that footage over and over. I would dearly love to meet her again." Mistress Stephanie seemed almost sad at the perceived lost opportunity. "And you don't have to call me Mistress, that title is just for my submissives."

"You wanted to know where we found someone who was curious about submission. You were right to wonder how we managed it. I took the last place myself. I've been thinking about that session all week. Please, use the remote, allow me to cum, I'll willingly submit to you every day if you just let me release this tension in my body."

The passion that had been stored up in Paula's body all week just poured out of her mouth and she was unable to stop herself as she went on to describe the events that lead to her taking the last place and how she'd felt throughout the tests.

How she'd watched the test over and over again and wanted so desperately to touch herself.

How she'd dreamed of Mistress Stephanie every night since.

"Well slave, I think we can discuss production another time. For now, strip!" The remote was pointed at Paula once more as she smiled and followed her Mistress' order.

She was where she knew she belonged.



Minivan Showtime!



It started out as any other long car ride with my wife, Natasha. The boredom of the driving started me thinking horny thoughts and the idea of trying to push my wife further down a sexual path. A little about Natasha, she is pure sex and does not realize it at all. 

She is one of those wives that never believes she is as sexually attractive as she is, even after 3 kids. She has a voluptuous figure with 38DD breasts, large areolas and nipples that will come out an inch like a pencil eraser with very little effort.  

Natasha also has a large round ass that she likes to have spanked and pussy lips that extend out when aroused grabbing onto your cock as you penetrate. All in all she is a MILF that any man would be happy to have in his bed.

Natasha comes from an upbringing of modesty and goes out of her way to hide her figure. I have learned over time that getting her to dress sexy by showing off her cleavage or accentuating her ass with shorter skirts could only be done gradually. Little by little she has warmed to the idea in private, even fantasizing about showing her ample assets to strangers, but never taking that next step till today.

As we were driving down Interstate 95, Natasha was wearing a tank top with a bra underneath and a normal skirt and panties. She wore the skirt for me knowing it would get me worked up during the drive and I would be ready to fuck her hard on getting to our hotel room. It was a good plan as my gaze was constantly drawn to her legs and I would reach over and stroke them. 

After some innocent touching, she laid back a little further in the seat pushing her hips forward. My fingers now had a little more room to work and I could slide them up to touch her panties. Whenever I would get close though, she would swat my hand away and push it back down her leg. She had her eyes half closed and protested that she was trying to get some rest.

I decided to change my tactic and have a little fun. On my next run up her thigh, instead of going for her panty clad pussy, I just lightly slid her skirt up farther and farther. Natasha did not object to this movement, but also did not realize that I was exposing more of her legs to trucks passing by on her side of the van. As I continued with this, my fingers were able to pull her skirt to the side enough that anyone passing by could see all of her thighs and make out the color of her panties.  

As she was still resting comfortably, I began to pull the van alongside the trucks we were passing to see if I could get a reaction from the drivers. It didn't take long, I drove up next to the first truck we came to, and then slowed down so that his window was even with hers, and he had a clear look down into our van. I made sure the driver had a good eyeful, then sped up a little to see if he wanted more and would match my speed. The truck driver moved forward and made a motion to me that he wanted to see more. 

I happily obliged by putting my hand on the thigh closest to me, spreading her legs more. I then moved my fingers up to her panties and started t o rub her pussy through them. Natasha let out a little moan but did not stop my advances. Her panties started to get damp as this continued for a couple of minutes before the traffic flow forced me to separate from the truck.

There were more trucks ahead so I decided to keep sharing the wealth, and moved on to the next 18 wheeler on the Hwy. Natasha shifted again giving me a little more access but had no idea of what I had been using her for. The next truck I was able to pull up next to followed the same pattern. By the time my fingers found her panties I could tell she was getting more and more aroused and she began to loosen up a little more. 

I could feel her pussy lips and clit through the cotton material and paid extra attention to them. She moved her hand down and pulled aside the panty so that I could touch her warm flesh. Natasha did not realize that by doing this she fully exposed her pussy to the truck driver next to us. I flicked her clit and pulled softly on her pussy lips to extend them out. I knew this attention was getting her excited, but wanted her to be aware of what she was doing and push the envelope. 

"Natasha, are you enjoying my fingers on your pussy?"I asked. She moaned a reply that said everything to me. 

"What if I told you that you were being watched right now?" I said. She opened up her eyes and immediately saw the truck driving next to us. She looked up into the cab and saw the lust in the truck driver's face but quickly closed her thighs and pulled down her skirt. Not happy, Natasha told me to pull back behind the truck immediately.

I thought my fun for the day was done with that move but stayed quiet for a minute to see how much trouble I was in. Finally she reached over, put her hand on my crotch and felt my hard cock through my jeans. 

"I guess you enjoyed the show as much as he did!" Natasha said. 

"Obviously." I replied. 

She grabbed my cock harder and asked me if I wanted to do it again. With that she leaned back into her seat. 

"This time I want you to tell me what to do, describe to me what the driver is seeing and doing, and treat me like your plaything!" She said.

I took control then and told her that she had to follow every instruction I gave her, and if she didn't I would pull the car over and spank her ass red at the next rest stop. That seemed to excite her, giving her the freedom to be bolder as I was "forcing" her to act like the teasing slut we both knew she wanted to be. 

First I told her to move her seat up so that her upper body was clearly visible to passing traffic. Then I told her I was going to pick the roughest looking truck driver for her next show. After several passed we found our lucky guy. 

I could see enough to tell he was probably in his 50's, big tattooed arm hanging out the window, and an unkempt beard that said to me he wasn't much on personal grooming. Not a guy my wife would feel comfortable being alone in a room with for sure. 

I told her to make eye contact with him. She did and he just slightly raised his hand in acknowledgement. 

"Pull out one of your tits and see if that gets his attention!" I demanded. 

Natasha reached inside her tank top and pulled her right breast out from her bra. Her big tit was pushed up by the bra still underneath it so it just about stood straight out. Her nipple already hard was on display and got an immediate reaction from the driver. He started making a cupping motion with his hand as he leered down at my wife. 

"You're his slut now so obey him until I tell you next what to do."I said. Natasha took her small hand and cupped her breast, lifting it up and pushing the nipple toward him. He then made a pinching motion and Natasha followed by slowly pinching her nipple, starting at the based and rolling up like she was milking it between her fingers. 

I could tell she was getting really hot and she started to reach her free hand down to her skirt. 

"No one told you to touch yourself!" I said, as I slapped her hand away. This action made the truck driver laugh and Natasha turned beat red, but continued to manipulate her nipple. 

The driver stopped laughing and made a motion to release her other tit. 

"Take your whole bra off as he watches and place it on the dashboard." I commanded. 

Natasha hesitated just a second but then looked at the driver, and reached behind her and unclasped the bra. Big tits mean a big bra and I could tell Natasha was more nervous about putting the bra on the dash then her previous exhibition. 

Her reluctance to show her cleavage in the past was more directed at her self esteem for being teased about her breasts when she was younger. Putting her bra on display for anyone to see was more of a shame then showing one tit to an anonymous driver. I think she accepted pushing this boundary as she didn't think I would make her go much further.

Now that her bra was off, her tits hung loosely in her tank top and her nipples pushed out against the cotton fabric. The truck driver gave a thumbs up and then repeated the motion indicating her wanted her breasts out again. She pulled first one tit out of the side arm whole, then the other, so the tank top bunched in the middle separating them but making them stand out more against the dark fabric. 

Without him asking, she started milking both nipples. Natasha's nipples are very sensitive and she likes to have them bit and stretched (nipple clamps are a favorite toy). She turned her eyes to the driver and locked in on him as she twisted them between her fingers, offering them to him. We both could see him snap some pictures or video with his phone. 

She leaned back a little more pushing them closer to the window and she squirmed her ass on the seat as if she was trying to get herself off that way. I knew she was getting close to cumming and it was making it harder and harder for both me and the driver to concentrate on the road. 

The driver snapped his fingers bringing Natasha out of her trace. He pointed down and slowly mouthed the word legs. I'm glad he was pushing her further as I was worried that if she came, she would cut off our show. 

"He wants to see legs and pussy so stop touching your nipples and show him what he wants." I excitedly said. "Slide your seat back so he can see better, but before you do, pull off your panties and place them on the dashboard with your bra." 

This was further humiliation for her but she was so filled with lust I had full command. They were not cute or sexy panties, just everyday wear, but one further step of exposing herself. The wet spot was easy to see and the musky smell of her pussy released from them taking over the front of the van. She rested back in her seat and stretched out her legs. Locking eyes again with the driver, she slowly pulled the skirt up towards her now naked pussy. 

She stroked her own thighs this time as I did before. She placed one foot on the dashboard and shifted enough that the driver now had a clear view of her sex, but mine was obscured by the back of her skirt. Natasha wanted release badly and there was no stopping her at this point. 

Natasha opened her legs to him and stared up at him as her fingers began working her clit and puling and extending her already wet pussy lips. He licked his lips, as she shoved first one finger in and then a second. She purposefully blocked me from seeing the action, but I could hear the sound of her grinding on her fingers, and the moans coming from her mouth. 

"I bet he is stroking his cock right now imagining that his him fucking you instead of your fingers." I said. That brought her right over the edge and she came violently. She shook and cried out continuing to finger herself to get every last bit of her orgasm out. When she finally finished, she put her leg down so I could see, but left herself fully exposed to the driver. 

She never once took her eyes off the driver, and he now began making a motion that all men understand means blow job. I took that to mean it was my turn. My wife loves to suck cock and swallow my cum. It turns her on even more for me to hold her head and fuck her mouth or force my cock down her throat and hold her in position by pulling her hair. 

"You are a cock-teasing slut. Unzip my jeans and pull out my cock, now" I demanded. Natasha did as she was told and leaned over and pulled out my hard cock. She took just the head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, collecting the pre-cum that had already formed. 

I grabbed her hair with one hand and forced her to take it all the way down. She moaned in appreciation. I noticed that the driver of the truck was still hanging with us and the way Natasha was positioned, she could give him more of a show. 

"Reach back and pull up your skirt." I commanded. "I want you to show our new friend your asshole and dripping pussy. Now push your naked ass back against the window." 

Natasha had no choice but to follow my directions as I had her face impaled on my cock and a firm grip on her hair. It was very hard to concentrate on driving and holding back the cum that had built up, but I wanted to prolong the intensity of this as much as possible. Natasha had spread her ass cheeks against the van window and the driver was once again snapping pictures. 

She had one hand keeping her up but had snaked her other hand back to her pussy and was working her clit again. "I bet the driver is picturing shoving his dick up that asshole of yours." I said. Natasha purred around my cock. "I'm sure he thinks you are a whore for cock and would suck him off after he spanked your ass." That was enough for Natasha and she started on her second orgasm. 

My cock could not hold out any longer and I shot my load in her mouth, still forcing her down on it. She swallowed as much as she could but the rest ran out onto her tank top as she struggled to catch a breath. 

Slowly we both settled down, she cleaned up my cock, and zippered me back up. Natasha rested back into her seat again and I could see a big wet spot of her juices on the window where she had been pressing her ass. The driver was no longer looking down so I was about to pull back the van, when he held up a piece of paper with a phone number written on it. 

I was still excited enough by this to see how far Natasha would really go, and if her inhibitions at some point would pull her back. Up to now she had gone farther than I had ever thought possible. Exposing herself to some random stranger, as fully as she just did, went far past asking her to bare more cleavage in a bar.

"I told you he is in charge, so you better call him now and put it on speakerphone." She hesitated. "Now" I said. She took my phone of the console and dialed the number. When he answered she said hello very quietly. 

"Don't know what your name is honey but it's my turn now," said the truck driver. "There is no way I'm letting a sexy slut like you get away with teasing me and not letting me cum in your mouth like your hubby did." Natasha did not respond. 

"I'm going to make this really easy on you," he said. "There is a rest stop 5 miles ahead. I'm going to pull behind your van and follow you into the truck parking area. You are going to get out of the van, climb up into the cab of my truck, and drink my load of cum. Then you two can be on your merry way." "And bring your bra and panties with you, I want those as a trophy for my dashboard." With that he hung up the phone, and pulled his truck up behind our van. 

Both of us stayed silent as the first couple of miles passed quickly. Only when the rest stop "one mile ahead" sign came up did Natasha speak. 

"Do I still have to do what he says?" She asked. I wanted her to say what she really wanted, to either accept it and "be" the slut or pull back on our now more than just a role play. "Yes." I said. 

"And you won't be mad at me if I suck his dick?" Natasha said sheepishly.

"No," I said. I really wasn't sure if I wanted to answer this way or just call it off but it was like the situation was out of our control at that point.

"Pull in the rest stop and do what he said. I guess I'm his slut now, at least till I suck him dry." "I'm guessing you would like to watch, but you are not coming with me as I don't think I could go through with it if you were in the cab with us." Hand me the video camera and I'll record what happens for you. But no matter what, don't come over to the truck, you have to wait till I come back to you." She said.

I did as I was told and pulled into the rest stop with the truck following behind me. The truck parked along my driver's side of the van but left some space in between us so Natasha would have to walk a short distance to get to him. She grabbed the video camera, her bra and panties, and gave me a quick kiss. 

"Are you sure this won't change anything between us?" she asked.

"I'm sure." I replied, "But when you get back I'm going to want to fuck you hard, as you describe to me what happened." 

With that, my wife opened the door of the van and walked across to the truck. She had fixed her tank top but her freed breasts swayed heavily underneath. The door to the cab opened and the truck driver reached out his hand to help her up. Her skirt rode up as she climbed in and I could see the bottom of her ass cheeks as she leaned in. 

The door closed behind her and my imagination was already running wild. Time seemed to stand still as I listened to the radio to keep my mind off of what was potentially happening. After only a couple of minutes another truck pulled up. Out stepped a large man. He looked to be about 40, 6 foot 3 or so, and easily 275lbs. He looked as rough as the other driver and gave me a wave and a sneer, as he stepped up to the door of the truck and entered into the cab. 

My gut reaction was to save my wife from this situation, not knowing what this second man was doing there, but only that my wife was vulnerable inside the truck. My dick was hard and the excitement paralyzed me from acting. Natasha was acting the role of the slut so if she sucked off one more dick so what. At least that is what I rationalized to myself. 

5 minutes past, then 10 minutes. I was beginning to get worried after 25 minutes, when my wife opened the truck door. The large arms of the second driver helped her down, but she was completely naked. She walked the distance to the van purposefully for me to see her on display. There were red marks on her arms, bite marks forming on her hanging breasts. Her nipples were jutting out and looked bright red, as if they had been rubbed raw. And lastly as she came around the front of the van, I could see spank marks on her ass and what looked like a line of cum dripping down her legs.

Natasha opened the van door with a look like she had been thoroughly used. They had treated my wife like a whore and she liked it. She closed the door and told me to drive to the nearest hotel so I could fuck her as fast as possible. She laid back in the seat naked and spent. I could smell the mix of sweat and cum coming off of her and see the marks to her body more closely. I did as I was told and sped off to the next exit where she proceeded to tell me her part of the story. I'll let her share that with you in Part 2.