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Introduction: I got to know my preacher’s wife a little better!
On this particular day, she was wearing a decently short black dress. She had on bright red lip stick and sexy black see through leggings. Her tits where so amazing, at least 36 C’s. I was wearing some jeans and a black dress shirt. Every time i looked at her from across my bench my cock got harder and harder. It was a typical boring service. We went back into a teen class, which she taught. We went in and man was she sooo hot. There was about 13 or 14 teens. About 8 of them were guys, Every single guy wanted her.
She gave us this bible study worksheet and i was doing it pretty well. I couldn’t help but glance at her. She came over eventually, bending over in front of me. Her tits in perfect view. “Anything I can do Cody? Need some help?” she said licking her luscious lips.
“Um… no Mrs. Mayfield. I do need to go to my car though, i left my bible in it.” She nodded and i went. Truth was i needed to jack off. I hadn’t been able to in over a week. I was going to explode. I quickly ran to my car and jumped in the drivers seat. It wasn’t mine exactly, I was just 16. It was my parents. I whipped my cock out and began stroking. I made sure no one was around and closed my eyes, imagining her grinding on me. Man was it wrong? Of course, but i was horny. I kept stroking. My cock was really good size for a 16 year old. A very thick long 8 1/2 inches. Shaved and always washed squeaky clean.
I was stroking slowly. I enjoyed building up my ability to hold my cum in, so when i did fuck woman i could last a while. I had fucked 6 in my hole life. Only one much older. She was 26, my cousins girlfriend. “Fuck yea Mrs. Mayfield,” i moaned silently to myself. “ohhhh yea baby!”
As soon i said that i heard the church door close. Mrs. Mayfield was walking straight for my car. Every curve moving perfectly. I rushed to put away my throbbing cock. I was able to get it away before she got there. I pretended to be asleep. My eyes closed, laying my head back on my seat. I heard a knock on the window and opened my eyes quickly, acting like i was out of it. I unlocked the door and she came in. “Oh, Mrs. Mayfield I was um… about to come back in.”
“Cody, are you ok? You seem tired or sick.” i was secretly studding her sexy body the hole time. Her tits perfect, legs long.
“I do feel bad a little. I came to get my bible and i just dozed off a little trying to get rid of this headache.” YES! I said to myself. That was the perfect excuse.
“Um, ok. You need a wash cloth or anything? We have some towels inside. I could get you something,” she said but glancing downwards at me. Oh shit, i thought to myself. My cock was throbbing i had a major hard on and the preacher’s wife just saw it. I pretended like nothing was there.
“No thank you, I’m ok. Just need some quiet time.”
“Your sure? Nothing i can do,” she asked innocently.
“No, I’m ok. Wait you do look really pretty today though, just thought id tell you. Your lipstick is, well, sexy.” Id never ever in my life said anything remotely out of context to a preacher or preacher’s wife before. I probably shouldn’t have. I was just horny and my cock was throbbing. The most id say to the preacher was thank you and praise god! I was scared of how shed react.
She studied me for a second. “Well thank you cody. Your mighty handsome yourself.”
“Thank you,” i smiled, kind of surprised. “Wait you have something on your shirt,” i reached over and brushed off her tit. Man did it make my cock even harder. Trust me, nothing was on her shirt. this was a trick i used on every hot woman i ever meet almost. Just to touch their sexy tits. I even put a very tiny squeeze on them. Very sightly just enough to feel them. “I think I got it,” my cock even harder.
She laughed a little. “Cody your so cute,” she said scooting closer brushing my long blonde bangs aside from my blue eyes. “Lucky I’m married, I might just have came after you,” she joked. We both let out a deep laugh.
“Yeah, Mr. Mayfield sure is lucky.”
“I wouldn’t go that far. You know being the preacher’s wife can get boring. He has no…. lets say drive. You see I love god and i use to do some bad things,” she looked around studding the area, seeing if anyone was around, “I thought marrying a preacher would get me right with god. It has somewhat but I still have bad thoughts.” She looked down at my throbbing cock then back up.
“Wait, Mrs. Mayfield your the nicest lady I know. What type of things have you done that are bad?”
“You really want to know? And wont tell a soul ever?” I nodded and promised i wouldn’t. “Well I can trust you. You see I use to well, have sex for money.” It was all to much for me. The preacher’s wife use to be a hooker? No fucking way I thought to myself. “Yeah, but you can’t tell anyone.” she glanced down at my nice hard young cock again. “Well yeah i did, and the preacher just can’t satisfy me. God made sex…… something to give us pleasure and kids. Well he can give me kids but no pleasure AT ALL.” she put an emphasis on the at all part.
I didn’t really know what to say. I mean yeah i wanted to fuck her badly. Pleasure her more then she’s ever had. “Mrs. Mayfield a woman like you should be pleasured. You see truth it um… I’ve always wanted to pleasure you.” I paused seeing her reaction. She just smiled. “Truth is I came out here because welll…… i needed to control something. You look soooo great i needed to…. pleasure myself I guess you’d say. But you can’t tell anyone either.”
“Oh I wont, as long as you do not.” She scooted closer her hand making its way down the steering wheel, slowly into my lap. Her hand landed on my throbbing cock. “Oh shit, your huge cody.”
WTF! I just heard a preachers wife say shit and touch my cock. I put my arm around her and touched the back of her neck pulling her lips to mine. I kissed her deep. She massaged my throbbing cock as i made my way from her lips to her neck to her tits. I kissed them through her dress and lowered the shoulder straps. Her tits were so amazing. So big, just a black see through bra holding my mouth n her tits apart. She leaned back in the passenger car. I squeezed her big tits n unstrapped her bra as i continued to kiss her.
I stuck her tit into my mouth, pressing it deep in my mouth. Man were they sooo hot. i licked the nipples slowly, as they were in my mouth. I continued and she began moaning softly rubbing her hands through my hair. “Set down cody,” she said to me. I instantly did. She bent over her firm ass in the air. She unzipped my pants and my throbbing cock flew out. “God blessed you baby. So big,” she said as she held it straight up, “mmmmmm Mrs. Mayfield loves this.” She stuck her mouth on it and slowly went down on it. She took about 6 inches in and came back up stroking it softly. She sucked me deep and picked up speed, massaging my balls as she sucked.
“mmmmm damn Mrs. Mayfield,” i moaned as I pushed her head deeper on my nice thick cock. She know had at least 7 inches deep in her mouth. I reached under her dress and began rubbing her pussy through her panties as She sucked me faster. I eventually began fingering her wet mature pussy. “OMG!!!” i began moaning soo loud.
She raised up, “Your so much bigger then the preacher. Do you want to fuck me baby?” Her naughty talk just made me even horny. She didn’t let me answer. She let my set back so i was laying as flat as I could. She raised up pulling her dress far up around her belly button. She had on some sexy see through black underwear. So slutty for a preacher’s wife and so damn hot.
She slide them off revealing her sexy pink pussy. Damn looked so delicious. Instead of setting on my cock, like i expected she did something I would never have expected. She crawled up my body, Straddling my face in the 69 style. It was awkward getting to that position in the car but it worked. The set laid back just far enough for her to maneuver. She began sucking me as she pulled down my jeans and I began licking her. The vibrations from every moan on my cock were sooo hot. I gripped her firm ass as i licked deep in her. Her pussy so pink and wet. I used her ass to push her pussy deeper on my face. She was so wet her juices were just running in my mouth like a river. She stroked my shaft as she sucked on my head. She licked it and sucked tightly.
After about 4 or 5 mins of this she lifted herself off of me. “This is sooooo hot,” she said. She then gave me one quick suck up and down. Deep throating all 8 1/2 inches. She then straddled me. She was facing me and her back to the windshield. “oh yeah your sooo big cody,” she said moaning as she began riding me. I griped her waist and let her do the hard work.
“Fuck yeah baby,” i moaned as I put her perfect tits into my mouth. She began riding faster moaning like id never expect.
“Oh fuck baby, shit yea!” she screamed. What a dirty mouth for a preacher’s wife but i didn’t give a shit. I sucked on one tit then switched to another as my cock was deep inside her. I decided to show her my dominance.
I grabbed her around the neck, “mmmmm yeah you little whore. Bet your hubby never fucked you like this? huh?” i said slapping her, not hard but not to soft either.
“Oh fuck no!” she moaned leaning her head tight to mine. Staring me in the eyes as she fucked me and I fucked her right back. She even clawed my back twice but it was so hot i ignored the pain.
I leaned her against the steering wheel making it honk once. I griped her waist and begin fucking her deep. I thrusted myself into her from my seat. She lifted up and gripped the sun visor. I fucked deeper and harder. “Oh god Cody!!!! Yes, HARDER!” she demanded. I fucked her deep, my young cock spreading her open. I shoved two fingers into her mouth, making her suck them like she had two dicks. I fucked her harder as i wrapped my left arm around her, my body pushed against her, my fingers still in her mouth!. I just fucked harder and harder. I laid back again and began thrusting into her again, me laying down, she was still against the wheel. “Ohhhhh, myyyyy goddd,” she moaned as she actually ripped the sun visor down.
“Oh god, immma cum! Immmma cum baby!” She jumped off me and began sucking deep. “Ohhhh god!” my cock and muscles grew tense. My cum filled her sexy mouth. I could hear her “mmmming” as she sucked. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” i screamed.
She leaned up. I looked at my watch, we had been fucking for about 20 minutes. The practice of keeping my cum in defiantly paid off. She swallowed my cum, whipping a streak off her chin. “Mmmmmmm Cody, we need to do that again. ! But remember our little secret.”
“Of course Mrs. Mayfield, our little secret,” I agreed as i leaned my head back. “God your sooo hot,” i said as i leaned over and sucked her tit one last time before she got ready.
“And you are so…. BIG, and very handsome.” she said smiling. “But remember don’t tell anyone. Maybe We can do this some other time.”
I agreed and we walked back into church about ten minutes later like nothing happened. It was by far the most exciting sexual experience I’ve ever had. It did really happen. The dialogue obviously isn’t EXACt but it is close. I enjoyed it and part two did happen. I’ll write about that later.
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"I don't suck dick. Not for my husband, and certainly not for the likes of you."
The buxom preacher's wife declared her refusal calmly, looking up past the uncircumcised cock and slim hips, muscled abdomen, and tattooed chest of her captor. He was a white man in his late twenties, lean with a shaven skull and a goatee.
He looked a bit like the protagonist in a biker movie, with prison tats and a hard cold gleam in his blue eyes she mused, especially wearing only jeans with his chest bare. She'd only just knocked on the door to his remote cabin a minute ago, only to have him emerge half dressed and, as soon as he saw she was alone, unzipped and exposing his considerable self to her shocked eyes.
"You do now." the man replied, equally calm, but quietly insistent, cock thrusting from the folds of his boxers and open fly inches from her face.
He smiled openly, relishing her fear and stubbornness, and popped the button holding up his jeans, shucking his pants and underwear down to his ankles and stepping clear of the tangled clothing with the easy grace of an athlete.
He gazed down at the older black woman, taking in her lush curves, her full breasts stretching her starched white dress shirt, making beguiling gaps as she leaned backwards on her knees, as if to get away from the stiff phallus he was now openly stroking. He pulled his sheath back, encouraging the mushroom head to poke through the surrounding skin and swell larger and wider, flushing red from the blood pulsing through his shaft and growing yet thicker and longer as she watched in horror, transfixed like a bird hypnotized by a large snake.
She realised he must be mesmerised himself by their shared tableau, a black woman kneeling at the feet of a white man, his hard cock demanding her attention and service, just like in the days of slavery. She felt horrified and helpless at reenacting such a demeaning pose, but something else, a beat of heat and excitement held her in place, prevented her from rising to her feet.
She noticed the slit in the end of his thing pulse, a thin stream of clear pre cum gleaming in the sunlight. His cock head grew, the stroking fingers, thickly veined shaft, and lightly furred testicles occupying her whole vision as the man stepped forward, his organ now only inches away.
How had this gone so wrong so quickly, Makayla wondered? How did she, a faithful married woman, the wife of a pastor, find herself kneeling before this thug, forced to gaze at his hard cock, her stomach churning as she realised she would soon be forced to do far more than merely look at this white man's ruddy penis.
He would exploit her submissive nature and force her to do terrible things she knew, and she'd let him. It was how she had been raised, in her own strict church, the edict that woman must serve man, be his handmaiden, or, she mused ruefully, his cock sucking slave.
If only her shame and horror were not superseded by a desire to worship the flesh before her, to allow this white ex-con to force her to submit to his twisted lust, to obey, no matter what the demand. She shuddered, desperately trying to find the will to stand as her panties became sodden, and her trembling hand replaced Tyler's in stroking his rod, pulling back the encasing skin to let the expanding head flare.
She tentatively, shyly, parted her wide lips and stuck out the tip of her tongue, brushing the liquid drooling from the slit in his helmet. It tasted sweet, and she lapped again, and then again, looking upward in terror and fascination, waiting to see what he would want next.
She had agreed, at her husband's urging, to counsel this young man who had only joined their church several weeks earlier. Tyler was fresh out of prison, where he had accepted Jesus under her husband's guidance while doing five years for robbery.
Her husband Thelonious made a point of visiting the convicts in the state penitentiary just outside south of town. He was an older man, and they had only married a few years before moving out to this small town scant months ago so he could to take up residence as a prison chaplain and local pastor.
Since then Makayla had had so little to do her husband had encouraged her to visit parishioners to keep busy. So far that had been boring afternoons spent sipping tea with old folks, but today Thelonious had told her to visit Tyler, newly released with prison on a local jobs program and living at the edge of town not far from where he'd done his time. Indeed both her husband's ministry and many of the town residents depended on the prison for jobs, both as guards and for the cheap labor local slaughterhouses and farms needed, knowing the convicts were desperate for work to fulfil job requirements while on parole.
This far out of town, on the porch of the small shack where Tyler lived, no one would hear her scream or protest. Or so she told herself, as Tyler leaned forward and rubbed his meaty cock on her across her face, leaving a shiny streak behind. He pulled back on his foreskin and aimed the ample head of his cock between her pressed lips and pushed, his hands snaking behind her head, pressing her face into his hard rod.
Her eyes bulged in shock as he forced her lips open making her complete what she had started, serving him with her mouth. Wet, slurping sounds replaced the sermon she longed to deliver, and his strong hands held her in place, making her take more and more of his ample cock into her mouth. He began to move back and forth, sawing in and out of her mouth, fucking her face.
Marlena gasped, tightening her lips to increase the friction he would feel sliding in and out of her mouth. She choked and drooled, stretching her jaw wider as his cock head and the first inch of his shaft filled her mouth and pushed against the back of her throat, gagging her. She frantically rubbed her tongue against the bottom of his wide shaft, her full lips thinning as they stretched around his girth, desperate to both please him and breathe.
Marlena heard him sigh with contentment as he held himself still, enjoying her tongue's caresses against the sensitive underside of his cock, right where its mushroom head joined the swelling shaft. She gazed up at him plaintively, her large brown eyes pleading for him to stop.
Tyler gazed back gloating at his effortless conquest of her mouth.
"That's it, church lady, suck my big white cock," he taunted her, taking in the pearl buttons on her white dress shirt, the soft wool vest that helped confine and confine her generous cleavage.
Only the start of the cleft between her full breasts was visible, as she had buttoned her shirt almost completely. It was just so hot this June, she couldn't bear not leaving some buttons undone. She had worn her skimpiest panties too, and chosen a loose navy blue skirt that only fell to her shins.
She was a proper lady, well dressed and committed to helping the less fortunate, and now she had been transformed into a mockery of a good wife, reduced a source of menial physical pleasure for a powerful man to enjoy as he chose, no more than a toy for him to play with and use.
"Suck it. Take it deep...that's right. This is what God made you for, to serve me."
He murmured to her, encouraging the dusky matron to swallow yet more cock, amazed at how willing this married woman was to obey his lustful demands.
Blessed are the meek, she thought, letting his cruel words wash over her. She concentrated on opening her mouth further, letting him bounce her head up and down his cock, knowing she had to please him. She swirled her tongue, stroking it along his cock, probing the slit in the end, startled that she didn't mind the flavor. If she was honest, her own lady parts were equally swollen, flush, and dripping. She shuddered as a pulse of heat and pleasure rippled from between her legs, up into her belly and down her thighs.
What could possibly be going on she wondered, how could b
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