Frank Masters

The evangelist_s wife

CHAPTER ONE

Angelica Stewart watched her husband as he pounded on the podium. Her husband, the Reverend Robert Stewart, was staring at the television camera. He knew how to play to the hidden audience out there in their homes, and he was one of the rising stars of the televised evangelism movement.

It was close to eleven o'clock an a Friday evening, but her husband was still in the studio working on the fund-raising spots for the new church satellite disk. The men were installing it right now, working on double-time pay. Angelica had come over from their home, hoping that she could get her husband to come home. To bed. With Angelica.

It had been a long time since the young, beautiful woman had been, in bed with her husband – other than for sleeping purposes. She was just twenty-one years old. The man she married was the only one to ever see her naked. Angelica was a stunning woman. She had long brunette hair that spread out across her shoulders. Below that, a pair of big firm tits stood up high and proud from her chest. Robert had told her that her brown, bedroom eyes would always thrill him.

But lately, he had been so involved with his work that she was not getting the attention she needed. Nor the fucking that she craved.

Angelica quickly opened the studio door and leaned inside.

"Brother Brad," she whispered to the cameraman nearest to her. "Are you about finished for the night?"

The older man behind the podium snapped his head up as he heard his wife's voice.

"I'll be home when we we're finished, Angelica! You know that the Lord's work takes time. You shouldn't be setting such a bad example. You don't see anyone else's husband or wife coming over here and disturbing the taping, do you?"

"I-I was just hoping, uh, that you might come back with me. You must be getting tired, Robert."

"Go home!" he shouted. "I'll be there when I'm done. Not before. A preacher's wife has her place, and that's waiting at home for her man to return!"

Stung by the public shaming, Angelica sobbed as she let the door close behind her. She walked out, her mind in a state of confusion.

Lately, she had felt strange things inside her body. Dirty things. Lust-filled things. The explanation was easy. She was horny. Robert had said that her feelings were tests from the Devil, trying to keep him from his work. To prove that he was righteous, he was working even harder.

Before her wedding, her mother had talked to Angelica about her duties to her husband. Coming from a strict, religious family, she had listened to the advice. The big-titted preacher's wife was a virgin on her wedding day. Her mother had told her all about a man's needs, and how the young virgin should take care of her man.

Angelica's mother had said that all men, even evangelists, wanted only one thing from women, and it was the woman's duty to give it to her man – as often as he wanted.

That was the problem. He had wanted it a lot, at first.

But she had given in to the temptations and played with her soaking wet pussy to relieve her tensions. She knew that she was acting badly, but she didn't know what to do about the problem. Even masturbation wasn't taking the edge off the horny feelings rumbling through her body.

Before coming over tonight, the brunette had fingered herself for over twenty minutes. The naughty act only spurred on the juicy, wanton eagerness deep inside her belly. She needed her husband. She needed to be fucked. She needed it bad.

Walking out of the studio, Angelica was crying softly in the light rain that had started coming down. She wasn't paying attention to what she was doing. Wandering aimlessly, she saw figures coming out from the revival tent near the satellite disk, but she couldn't stop in time to keep from running into them.

Angelica had strict orders from her husband not to talk to outsiders. Never. Now, she found herself bumping into two of the workers.

"I'm sorry," she stammered.

"Hello there, honey," said the taller man as he caught Angelica and stopped her from falling.

"Excuse me, Brother," she answered, feeling his strong arms holding her upright.

"He's not your brother," snickered the other construction man as he saw what had just fallen into his buddy's hands. "I'd like to be, though. If I was, I'd sure be in favor of incest."

The two men laughed.

Suddenly, Angelica figured out what he had meant. She blushed, her chest and neck turning as red as her face.

"What's the matter, beautiful?" asked the first man. "Are you okay?"

The stranger hadn't taken his hands off her upper arms. She had fallen into him, and her big soft tits were still touching his shirt as he looked deeply into her eyes. She felt a shudder. Not the shudder she expected from fear of being seen around these sinners, but a sensation very similar to when she played with her slippery pussy when she brought herself to orgasm.

Glancing down at the young woman in his arms, the construction man felt the shiver pass through her body. She almost fell again. The lips of those big firm tits he had felt a few seconds ago as he caught her were now growing hard.

"Look," he said, winking to his friend. "Why don't you come in out of the rain? You look like you could use someone to talk to. Come on. Don't be afraid."

Angelica knew that she had been ordered to stay away from these men. By her husband. But she let the good-looking stranger lead her into the trailer that they were using for an office. Right now, she needed to defy Robert.

"We had to stay late to close up," the first man was saying, his voice sounding as if he was a caring person. "Is there something we can do for you? You look like you're having a bad night."

His name was Earl. His friend was Victor. Earl was younger, and he was built like the guys she had seen when she peeked at a calendar of male models. Angelica couldn't help peeking at him.

Victor was much more coarse-looking. He was acting as coarse as he looked.

Angelica told them that she was a member of the church, but she didn't tell them that she was the preacher's wife. Something told her to keep that a secret.

"I shouldn't be in here with you," she said in a small voice as she hung her head. "My husband says that you people are bad, and that we shouldn't talk to you."

"Yeah," Earl said. "But you are. Where's your man? Why aren't you talking to him about this?"

"He's busy."

"Let us help you," Earl said gently.

"I know something I'd like to help her with," Victor hissed as he looked down at Angelica's huge tits.

"That's disgusting!" she answered. "That's why we don't associate with outsiders. You are of the flesh. Sinners!"

"And you're different?" Earl exclaimed. "I felt you when we touched. Look at your tits, honey. You're hot. Those are hard nipples. I could feel them when I held you close a minute ago. You're just as much a sinner as we are. You think about doing it, too. Even with bad people like us."

"No!"

Even as she denied what he was saying, Angelica knew that it was the truth. Her sensitive nipples were all crinkled up under her dress and bra. Earlier, she had waited in bed for her man. She had cupped the pair of full, firm tit mounds, her fingers rolling and twisting her nipples. It had felt so good. Right now, the erect buds were aching for the feel of a man's hands. She knew it. So did the man staring into her eyes.

"Let's see," Victor said, moving around behind her and getting his arms hooked in Angelica's elbows to hold her in place. "If she thinks we're so fuckin' bad, we might as well get something out of it. Like a look at what she's got under that dress. Let's see 'em, Earl."

"No!" she gasped. "Please! No!"

"Why not?" Earl said.

The big-titted woman blushed furiously as the construction man opened the top buttons on her dress. She was dressed as the wife of a preacher, but she didn't want them seeing the underwear she had worn today. As the buttons popped free, the lacy bra pushing up her big tits came into view. This was no clothing for a prudish preacher's wife to be wearing.

The woman nearly died from embarrassment at having these strange men seeing her like this. The cool air hitting her bra-covered nipples only made them stand up higher, the dark circles showing though the thin bra. The man in front of her dropped his gaze to her tits. She blushed as he took in her naked beauty.

"God!" he gasped. "Look at these!"

"Please!" she pleaded, not really knowing if she was begging them to stop, or to go on.

"She wants it, Earl," said the man behind her. "Jesus, buddy. I'm not kidding. She really wants it!"

Part of that shame was knowing that they were right. Somehow, they knew of her wicked lusts. No man had ever seen her undressed other than her husband. The idea of being naked in front of these men made her draw in a hissing breath. Her body was betraying her. She felt the mounting passions pooling up inside her tight pussy. Her nearly naked tits shuddered.

The men pulled down her dress, exposing the top half of her body.

Angelica's big firm tits looked like they were going to overflow right out of her bra. As the dress fell farther, the men saw even more of her luscious young body. Her husband would have had a fit. The pretty preacher's wife didn't have on a slip, nor any hose, just a pair of bikini panties.

The dress was down around her ankles.

Fingertips trailed up over her ribs, sending shivers of excitement through her body. Victor's face came down on her neck. His moist tongue licked out across the sensitive spot on the side of her neck.

Angelica groaned. Her soft asscheeks felt something hard pushing against them. He humped his hips. She had to push back against him. She couldn't help it. It felt so good and naughty. Angelica couldn't stop moaning.

"See?" Victor said. "I told you, Earl. She wants it. Look how hot this little bitch is getting."

Earl looked deeply into her eyes. Angelica could tell that he would stop if she just said the word. She wanted to. God, she wanted him to stop, but another part of her mind and body was screaming for the men to throw her down and fuck her. Fuck her like they wanted in their most filthy dreams.

"Take off your bra," Earl said in a low voice, staring right at the trembling young woman.

Moving as if in a daze, Angelica reached up and unhooked the snap between her tit-mounds. As the bra fell open, her tit-globes spilled out like fresh spring snow. The perfectly shaped, creamy white tits were capped with darkly swollen nipples. She shook her shoulders. The bra fell from her shoulders, falling to the floor between the two horny men.

Victor's hands slipped around her again, his rough greedy fingers closing on her soft tits. The silky skin on her luscious tit-mounds quivered as he squeezed and caressed. She made a purring sound, arching her back as he shoved his hard cock against her ass. His pants did nothing to hide the throbbing thickness she could feel.

"Ooooh, my God!" she whispered.

This had to be a dream.

CHAPTER TWO

The preacher's wife felt her whole body melting. She was getting all tingly and wet and warm between her legs. Her pussy was on fire. She wanted them to feel her all over. To touch her. To do more. To fuck her.

Earl's hands ran up and down over Angelica's nipples. It was his turn to touch her tits. The rough ridges of his knuckles ran over the dark brown nipples. Her nipples were standing up so obscenely as his fingers worked an her aching tit-flesh. The rubbery buds pressed into his damp palms as she groaned louder.

With her eyes still locked on Earl's, the preacher's wife felt him reaching for her panties. The scrap of shiny material was held together with two bows on her hips. With two quick tugs, she felt them falling.

Now Angelica was naked in front of two strange men.

Earl cupped the furry patch of cunt-hair between this beautiful young woman's legs. His middle finger curled up, running between her swollen outer pussylips. Her cunt was wet and hot and slippery. Wiggling his finger, he found her clit. His finger flicked up and down.

She shuddered, closing her eyes as her entire body stiffened. Her tight cunt creamed more as he played with it, soaking his finger with her cunt-juices. It didn't take her long. A few passes with his stroking digit, and she was gasping with pleasure.

She came. Like a darn bunting, her cunt melted all around his hand in a juicy writhing passion.

"Oooooh, God!" she sobbed.

"Yes, honey," he whispered, leaning down to suck in one of her aching nipples. "That's the way."

Angelica's knees got weak as she lurched through the wildest climax of her young life. Her hand went down; it landed on Earl's waist. Under her damp palm was another bulging mass. His cock was hard, too. Both of these men had cocks that were big and hard because of her. Somehow, that wicked thought excited the young woman even more.

"Did she come?" Victor asked.

Earl didn't need to answer. The look on the young woman's face was answer enough for all of them. She couldn't bide what was happening inside her pussy.

"Please!" she begged, still trying to fight off the two men and her own desires. "Don't do this! I'll give you anything that you want. Just don't do this to me!"

"It isn't what we want," Earl replied. "It's what you want us to do. It's totally up to you."

He shoved Angelica back on the couch. Her naked ass sat on the soft surface as he came up very close to her face. Unzipping his pants, he suddenly dragged out a huge cock. A big, hard, throbbing cock. He jerked up her hand, placing her trembling fingers on his pulsing prick.

"What do you want?" he asked.

Angelica stared at the lewdly hard cock and gasped. She didn't move her hand away from it. The swollen prick was marked with bulging veins that rippled against her fingers as it jerked up and down. The other man was stripping off his clothing, waiting off to one side. Her eyes went back to Earl's cock.

The preacher's wife didn't have much to judge men's private parts on. She had only seen one. Until now, the cock that her fingers were curling around was beautiful. She couldn't stop her hand as it tightened. The feel of his swollen cock thrilled her. As her hand felt his meaty thickness, she felt his prick throb mightily. A bubble of shiny juice appeared at the tip.

Earl ripped off his T-shirt, baring a smooth chest that rippled with muscles. Angelica's heart fluttered.

She nodded her head, then fell back. She had totally surrendered to the young man. He was going to fuck her.

"No!" he suddenly gasped, stopping the frantic young woman as she spread her legs anxiously. "Not yet!"

"Please!" she moaned.

"What?" he asked, smiling down to her. "What do you want me to do, honey? You have to tell me."

"Please! Do it to me!"

"What?"

"Make… love to me."

"Not till you say it right," he insisted. "Not make love. Fuck. Ask me to fuck you."

"Yes!" she hissed, saying the words she had never thought she would say. "Fuck me."

"I'll be happy to," he answered.

Coming down on top of the naked woman, Earl pushed forward. He felt the warm moistness of her slick pussy slowly taking in his meaty prick. He could feel her cunt-lips as they parted. She was so fucking hot. She was going to let him fuck her, but he wanted more.

Angelica spread her legs, and the head of his cock entered her cunt. He gave one wild thrust that penetrated her totally, running balls-deep in her soaking wet fuck-hole. It was like a burning poker running up into her belly, but she loved it.

"Ooooooh, sweet Lord!" she cried.

"No," he said, pulling his thrilling prick from her tight pussy.

"Why?" she asked, confused by what was happening.

He pulled her upright again, guiding her fingers to his swollen prick. His hand went to the back of her head, puffing her gently forward. Closer to his cock.

"Because I want you to suck my cock. I want a blowjob, honey."

Her mouth was suddenly moist as Angelica thought about using her mouth on a man's cock. She had heard the giggles back when she was in school. The other girls would joke about going down on their boyfriends. The big-titted preacher's wife had never done it. Never. Not even to her husband. But now, the idea was making her body quiver wonderfully.

Angelica was so hot. That feel she had of his cock as it entered her hot cunt was so awesome. She wanted to feel it again. She would do anything to get him to put that big cock up inside her pussy. Anything. She no longer cared. She was willing to do anything they wanted. Even taking his cock into her mouth.

"I've, uh, never done that," she gasped as she watched the dripping tip of his cock getting closer and closer to her pretty face, the lovely hard flesh glistening with her own coating of pussy-juice from that few seconds of pleasure. "Please. I don't know what to do. Please?"

"It's about time you learned." Earl grabbed Angelica by her long hair.

"Oooooh!" she groaned, surprised by his rough actions as he shoved her mouth against his raging hard-on. His gentle hands had suddenly turned into clamps.

"Suck, bitch!" he growled.

He pressed forward. The bubble of pre-cum had grown until it was quivering and ready to run down the shaft of the meaty prick. As her lips bumped into the spongy mass, the swollen drop of pre-cum burst on her lips. Instinctively, she licked her lips to clear them. The cock-juice was sweet. Like the purest honey. Angelica loved it.

She bent lower, sticking out her tongue experimentally. The hands on her hair weren't there any longer. Earl knew. He didn't need to force this hot woman. She wanted to suck off his prick. She wanted it. Her tongue slipped up again. It touched the fat purple head of his stiff prick. She felt him shuddering with pleasure.

Moving until he was sitting with his back against the end of the long couch, Earl guided the big-titted beauty into position on her knees between his legs. The pink tip of her tongue slipped out again, licking up another drop of his pre-cum. She was shuddering constantly now, the erotic sensations taking over her body. She licked across his hard cock, this time all on her own. Angelica was giving him head. Freely. And she loved it.

Angelica tasted her first cock. The hot fluid that she squeezed up from the little slit in the head of his hard cock was so tasty. She eagerly lapped up another drop. She found herself drooling all over his meaty prick. She nuzzled down around the dark-fleshed prick of his raging-hard cock-meat.

"Ooooh, yes!" he groaned. "Suck it, honey! Suck on my cock nice! Take a little more in your mouth."

Victor had been watching the hot action, taking the hint from his buddy to stay out of the way so he could get her hotter. He was getting horny, too. Looking up, he saw Earl was motioning to him. He figured out what his friend wanted him to do.

Sliding around behind the naked ass of this luscious young woman, Victor eyed the juicy, fur-fringed slash of her hot pussy. He hurried, kneeling behind her on the couch. He could see the soft curls of her pussy-hair gleaming wetly below her upturned ass. His cock throbbed wildly. The inner flesh of her cunt was winking up at him. Her pussy was clenching and opening as he watched, that inviting tunnel of delight drawing him toward it. He reached out with one finger, slipping the wiggling digit up into the swampy depths of her lovely pussy.

"Mmmmm!" she mewled.

"If you liked that," he said in a growling voice, "then I'm betting that you're gonna love this."

Angelica felt the hard hands gripping her hips. She felt his hot breath on her ass. What was he going to do? she wondered.

That question was answered as Victor licked up through the soaking wet slit of her pussy.

Angelica arched her back, the naughty sensation sending waves of passion through her voluptuous body. His tongue found her clit, flicking over it in little torturing licks. She creamed over his face as another orgasm hit. His tongue was so nice. So nice. Then it was gone. He raised up. He slid behind her. The rubbery head of his cock was touching her thigh.

"Oooooh!" she moaned around the head of Earl's cock as she felt Victor's cock entering her hot pussy.

The head of Victor's jerking hard cock nosed into the slippery hotness between her cunt-lips. She felt his hands digging into her hips again as his thick prick parted her cunt-lips. The panting woman shivered from head to toe. Victor's thick cock was fucking very slowly as it sank up into her pussy.

"Oooooh, yes!" whimpered the preacher's wife.

The hot hardness of his pulsing prick eased into Angelica's hot and ready cunt-hole. Angelica was shocked. With her husband, she had to help guide his cock in each time. This man slipped into her pussy easily.

Now the young woman was enjoying two cocks at the same time. She was being pumped by hard cock-meat from the front and the rear. One in her mouth, one filling her tight pink pussy.

"This bitch is tight!" Victor groaned.

"Mmmmmm!" she gurgled around the head of Earl's thick prick as she felt an intense pleasure flowing through her naked body. "Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!"

Everything that was happening to the preacher's wife was new to her – sucking cock, taking on two guys, getting fucked on her hands and knees. Everything. It all thrilled her. She had never been so hot in her life.

When Victor's cock had fully penetrated her tight little pussy, Angelica pushed her creamy ass back against his hairy thighs to make sure she had every inch of his hard cock up inside her belly. Robert had never fucked her like this. The man behind her was like a wild animal. He grunted, thrusting his hard cock up into her tight hot pussy. He pounded away at her, making slapping sounds on each wonderful fuck-stroke. Another noise, this one a sucking, slurping sound as his cock reamed out her pussy, was obscenely loud in the closed trailer. The smell of sex filled the air. It excited the preacher's wife.

"Oooooh, Jesus!" she gasped as her lips came up from the task she was learning to love.

Grasping her hips tightly, Victor began fucking his stiff prick in and out of the tightest pussy he had ever fucked. The hotness of this young woman's cunt was amazing. The feel of her hot wet cunt flesh gripping his cock was making the man's big hunk of stiff cock-meat throb eagerly. He was going to have to be careful, or he was going to shoot his load up into her wild young body too soon and look bad in front of his buddy. He wanted to last, but this was pure heaven wrapped around his jerking boner. It was a struggle not to come right then.

"God, what a pussy!" he grunted.

Angelica was moaning constantly now, her mouth too full of cock to speak what she was feeling.

The big-titted girl was learning what to do with the big thick hunk of cock-meat between her lips. She sucked, running her tongue over his meaty hardness as she discovered that he liked that. Earl was thrusting into her face steadily, face-fucking her with that lewdly beautiful prick. His balls bumped into her chin as she moaned.

This was the first cock she had ever tasted, but she had learned that age-old method of pleasing a man with her mouth. She was handling the throbbing prick like a woman with years of experience, instead of a virgin cocksucker. Every passing second made her more confident, and more sexual.

"That's it!" Earl groaned. "Use that tongue, honey! Oooooh, God! Suck it! Suck it nice!"

The man behind her was fucking faster and deeper and harder with every second. From the times that she fucked her husband, she knew that he must be close to coming. She sucked more excitedly on Earl's wonderfully jerking hard-on. She wanted them both to come at the same time. She didn't quite know what she was going to do when they both came, but she wanted to get the man in front of her off with her sweet mouth, her cocksucking mouth.

"Milk it, honey!" Victor groaned.

Her steamy mouth took Earl's stroking boner deeper. The young man groaned, feeling the tip of his cock touching the back of her throat. Instead of choking she just purred in vibrating moans around his meaty thickness. Her juicy lips ovaled around his cock as he pumped it in and out.

"Oooooh, you sweet cocksucker!" he groaned. "God, that's nice. I'm gonna come for you. Just a little more, and I'm going to give you a nice mouthful of bat cum!"

"Me, too!" shouted the man fucking the preacher's wife. "I'm right on the fuckin' edge! Ooooh, man!"

Even though Angelica didn't have much experience on her knees, either with a cock up her tight pussy or in her sucking mouth, she was getting them both off. She drooled on Earl's cock as she arched her back to take in another fraction of an inch of the knobby prick reaming but her tight pussy. Victor pistoned his boner faster, slapping his thighs harder against her wiggling ass as all three rode up to a massive, mutual climax.

Angelica moaned.

They were squirming and writhing in unbelievable ecstasy on the couch.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned once more as the taste of the juice leaking from Earl's piss-slit changed to a thicker cream. She knew that something was going to happen. Something wonderful.

"Here it comes!" Earl shouted.

Angelica sobbed with passion as she realized he was coming. Right in her mouth. The innocent-looking preacher's wife was taking a man's cum in her mouth. The boiling wad of his first jet squirted out in a fiery blast. It rolled over her tongue, the rich flavor of the jism setting off a body-quivering orgasm that tightened her already super-tight pussy.

"Jesus!" Victor hissed, adding his spunk to the erotic mix entering the preacher's wife from two different directions. "Work that pussy! Take my juice, honey!"

The three of them writhed and moaned as they exploded as one. As her mouth filled with hot cum, Angelica staffed to back off.

Earl anticipated her move. His hands quickly caught the long brunette hair on her head and locked her mouth over his still-belching boner. He was going to make her do it. It was swallow or drown. She swallowed. The cum sliding down her throat made her shiver again as she bucked through a series of orgasms that were like nothing she had ever experienced.

Collapsing, Angelica felt the heavy breathing and panting all around her. She knew that right outside the trailer, her church was still there. She looked at her watch, seeing that it was only ten after eleven. All this had happened in less than ten minutes. She had gone from a woman of virtue, the wife of a rising star in the world of TV evangelism, to a slut who let two strange men force her into sucking and fucking them. In only ten minutes. And she had loved every one of those short ticks of the clock. She couldn't deny any of it. She had loved what they had done to her.

"You never did say what made you cry." Earl watched Angelica. "Is there something I can do that will help you, beautiful?"

The wife of the preacher was quite a sight. She was naked, with two spent men still caressing her quivering body. She reached for Earl's soft prick fondling it gently. Victor nuzzled against her sore tits as he kissed them.

Angelica felt her body starting to grow hot again. She knew that if they got hard again, she would take them on once more. Anything that they wanted. She gripped their limp pricks, feeling her juices on them.

Her husband wanted to work late. She had found something else to keep her busy.

"I think you just solved my problem," she whispered.

CHAPTER THREE

Robert Stewart's voice rose up in indignation. He was preaching about the wages of sin, really pounding the podium as he made his point. There was no audience in front of him. Only the lenses of the two cameras.

Angelica was watching her husband from her usual seat just behind and to the right of the evangelist. The only others that were within range of the cameras were the row of serious faces of the elders of the church. Any other morning, the big-titted wife of the preacher would have been worded about how the broadcast was going. This Sunday, she had other things on her mind.

Sitting where she was, Angelica could only see the heads of the row of elders. The only person she could see fully was the young man running camera two. It was Brother Brad, the man that Angelica had talked to last night before her husband had so rudely sent her away. The man who had felt sorry for Angel.

After the wild fucking by the two construction men, the pretty brunette woman had gone home. Robert showed up about a half an hour later. She had showered away the signs of her passion before getting into bed with him. She just rolled over and fell asleep.

The morning after her sinful rutting with the two strangers, Angelica felt wonderful. She had slept like a baby. A good hard fuck was just what she needed to make her feel so much better. For the first time, she was noticing how nice the young man behind the camera looked. Her eyes dropped to the bulge in his tight jeans.

Wearing a special dress, Angelica crossed her legs after making sure that the camera was focused on her husband. The dress was shorter than her husband liked. He called it flaunting her womanly appeal for the sex fiends watching.

The elders had outvoted the preacher. The shorter dressed stayed. Angelica was happy about that now. As she crossed her legs slowly, she watched Brother Brad's eyes flicking downward. She could feel the material of her dress sliding up over her thighs.

With a naughty smile on her face, the preacher's wife let her legs fall open slightly. From Brad's position below the stage, he was staring right up between her legs.

The young man gasped as he saw Reverend Stewart's wife staring at him. She couldn't be doing that on purpose, he thought as her beautiful legs parted slightly. Then he looked up and saw that Angelica knew about his staring. She was looking right at him. He blushed. She only smiled and spread her legs more. Openly gawking at the lewd sight of her thighs as she parted them wider, Brad caught the quick flash of lacy blue as her panties came into his view.

"Camera two!" He heard the hissing whisper coming from the set of headphones. "Watch your centering."

"Got it," he answered.

Startled, Brad looked back at his monitor. All he had of the preacher was the top of his head and one hand waving in the air. Brad was broadcasting a picture of Reverend Stewart that made him look like a man doing an imitation of Hitler instead of an evangelist spreading the gospel.

As the ending credits rolled past on the monitor screen, Angelica sat like the prim and proper lady she had always been, until last night. She knew that she had gotten Brother Brad in trouble. As the director came running out of the booth, she tried to think of a way of fixing it for him.

Three different men were yelling at poor Brother Brad as the program ended. Robert was red-faced from screaming after he saw the replay.

Angelica walked up to the group when the screaming finally stopped.

"Robert, you've been right all along, darling. I can see that now."

"I have?" he said.

"I haven't been paying enough attention to the work that you do," she went on, knowing how much he loved having his ego stroked. "I've been letting you down. No longer. I'm going to take more interest in the broadcast. I'll speak to the cameraman about this. You're much too important to the church to be taking the time to correct his work habits. Let me speak to him about doing better."

Robert nodded, not quite knowing what to make of his young wife's sudden interest.

"I am the church's counselor," she pointed out. "If I can advise the young couples before they marry, I should be able to handle a small problem with the staff."

"Fine," he said, giving in to her suggestion. "Take care of it, Angelica."

"May I use your office?" she asked. "I need somewhere quiet for about an hour to speak to the young man. If you need it, I can go somewhere else."

"I suppose," he mumbled, his mind already on other matters as he walked away.

As Robert waved her away, Angelica motioned for Brother Brad to follow her. She locked the office door behind her as he stood in front of the big desk.

"You got in trouble," she said, a broad smile appearing on her face as she walked in front of the young man.

"I'm… sorry, Sister."

"No, Brad," she whispered. "I'm sorry. I got you into this, and I'm going to see to it that you aren't punished. At least, not too severely."

"Thank you… uh, Sister," he stammered. "But you've got to do better, honey," she said. "No matter what the distraction, you've got to stay with the camera. That's your job."

"Some distractions are hard to ignore," he whispered, seeing the naughty look on Angelica's pretty face.

"That's no excuse," she went on, the idea forming in her mind making her grin from ear to ear. "Maybe I should practice with you, Brad. To make sure that you can keep your mind on business, no matter what happens around you. We wouldn't want you losing your job, would we, Brad? Not just for looking."

"No," he agreed.

Angelica scooted up close to the young man. She let her hands run up his chest, playing with the buttons on his shirt and starting to loosen his tie.

"Pretend that you're on camera," she cooed. "Keep looking right at the picture on the wall. That's your subject. Na matter what, keep fixed on the picture."

Teasing the young man, Angelica looked down at his crotch. He had gotten such a hard-on when she had spread her legs. It was back. Bigger than ever. Her fingers drifted down, getting closer and closer to that bulge in his jeans.

"Sister Angelica!" he gasped.

"You must be uncomfortable," she whispered, fondling his throbbing cock. "Having to keep a camera running with this big thing trapped like that."

"I-I guess," he stammered.

Angelica slowly unzipped the fly of Brad's pants and reached inside. Her fingers worked through the opening to his shorts, clutching his hot, throbbing cock.

Brad trembled, still not sure if he was being tested or seduced.

As she licked her luscious lips, Angelica yanked his hunk of cock-meat out into the open. She gazed down at it. The boy was built like a stallion! It was the biggest prick she had ever seen.

"Ooooh, Lord!" she whispered, giving his huge prick a squeeze. "That's a big one!"

"Oooooh, Sister!"

"Someone up there likes you." She giggled, wriggling her fingers around the inflamed hardness of his cock-meat as she stared up at the tall young man to see if he was still watching the picture. "He surely blessed you with something to be proud of, Brad."

The cock in her hand was oozing a steady flow of slippery pre-cum that made her fingers slick and wet. The feel of his throbbing hard-on was getting something else wet. Angelica's tight little pussy was drenched. His shyness only added to her thrill. She boldly cupped his balls in her hand as she tightened her gripping fist around his lovely big cock.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned as a river of his juicy prick-fluids ran over her fingers. "Are you paying attention to your camera, baby? Are you ignoring the distractions?"

"No," he groaned.

"I can tell." She giggled.

The shocked young man looked down at the voluptuous preacher's wife. He wanted to grab her and fuck the shit out of the beautiful teasing woman, but the whole situation was so weird.

This sexual situation was so different from any Angelica had ever had. With Robert, it was crawl on top and fuck. A few strokes, and he would be finished. The only other experience was with the two construction workers. They hadn't really forced her to submit to their desires, but she wasn't in charge of the situation, either. This time, it was Angelica making all of the moves. She felt powerful. The raging hard-on sticking out of his open fly was hers to do with as she wished. This young man was quivering with desire.

"Your cock is making my hand wet," she whispered into Brad's ear, her sweet tongue following the words as she stood on tiptoes.

"Oooooh, God!" he stammered.

"Let me fix it for you," she purred.

Raising her fingers to her mouth, the horny young woman licked off the slippery pre-cum juices from her fingers. Brad gasped in awe.

Licking her lips to get every drop, Angelica again reached down for his thick hard-on.

"I'll bet you've got more of this sweet stuff in there for me, Brother Brad," she teased, dropping to her knees in front of the stunned young cameraman.

"I-I suppose!" he groaned.

Angelica took his huge hard cock in her soft hand, leaning over to give it a long, lingering kiss right on the leaking tip of his piss-slit. As she pulled away, a naughty string of his wetness connected them. It stretched as she moved farther back, finally breaking when it got too long to hold up any longer. A male muskiness rose up from his crotch as she wantonly used her tongue on Brad's prick, tickling her way down the underside of his cock-shaft until reaching his balls.

"Oooooh, Sister!"

"Try to control yourself, baby," she cooed, nibbling playfully along the wonderful hardness of his cock. "Remember. You're on camera."

The shimmering beauty began swirling her tongue in teasing licks over every inch of his steel-hard prick. She was really enjoying this. For the first time in her life, she was allowing her hot passions to surface without feeling guilty about it.

Opening her baby-soft lips, the preacher's wife found the dripping tip of his stiff boner, her tongue touching his cock-head. Slowly, inch by inch, she took in as much as she could of his massive monster prick. His hairy balls were heavy in her palm as she gulped in another inch of his tasty thickness.

"Oooooh, Jesus!" he sobbed.

Brad felt his belly tightening into knots as the wife of the man that ran his church opened her mouth and slid her warm moist lips down over his hot hard prick. She eased down so slowly, taking him deeper and deeper and deeper. The sensations were so warm and wet and wild. Finally stopping, she started an erotic up and down movement with her pretty head that brought those ovaled lips and flicking tongue over his purple-headed hardness like something from his teenaged dreams.

Wanting more room to work, Angelica opened his belt and pulled his pants down. She reached up to drag down the shorts that were tangled around the long stiff hunk of his beautiful prick. His balls hung down low from the hairy sac, looking like they contained gallons of hot cum for her. She remembered swallowing the construction worker's hot jism, and she wanted more. More men. More cocks.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned as her mouth came free of his meaty, pulsing prick-head. "You did well, Brad. Very well. I think that I can tell my husband that you will never be distracted from your duties again. You passed."

"God," he groaned, thinking that she was going to leave him in this aroused state.

"Don't worry, baby." She giggled, seeing the frustration in his eyes as she caressed her way up his body. "You'll get off."

Standing back up in front of the hard-cocked man, Angelica had plans for his jerking hard-on. She reached under her dress, tugging at her panties. As the soaking-wet blue material came over her ankles, she placed one hand on his chest to balance herself. He was shaking with lust.

With her best teasing smile, Angelica took the bottom of her dress and raised it up over her hips. The furry junction between her legs came into his view. Backing up a few feet, she scooted her naked ass up on her husband's desk. Not caring that she was about to commit a sin on the same spot where her husband worked on each day's sermon, she fell back and spread her legs.

She wiggled her finger toward him. "Come here."

Quaking in his shoes, the young cameraman did as she asked. He came up close, his eyes locked on the wicked and exciting sight of Sister Angelica's hot pussy.

"Touch it," she whispered.

He reached out. His hands opened her swollen pussy-lips, one finger running up into her hot wetness to circle in the tight tunnel of her cunt. He went to his knees between her open legs.

Angelica remembered what Earl had called it after he licked over her hot wetness – pussy. Brad's fingers entered her most secret spot – pussy. Men called it her pussy.

"Yes," she hissed. "Just like I did for you, baby. Kiss it! Oooooh, yes! Kiss my wet pussy, Brad!"

Kneeling before the half-naked woman, Brad spread her bare thighs even wider apart. He stared at the hairy furrow of passion as she gyrated her ass on the desk-top. He was doing some shivering of his own from the way he felt. The combination of horny thrills and fear of getting caught was mixing into an overwhelming sensation for the young man.

He plunged his stiffened tongue directly into the hotness of her slippery smooth fuck-hole, hearing her lusty squeal.

"Oooooh!"

The sensation of having her hot pussy licked yesterday had spurred Angelica's imagination. She wanted to feel a man's tongue working on her pussy-flesh, and now it was happening.

Young Brad was kissing and sucking and using his tongue like a small prick as he fucked it in and out of her wet cunt. Tingles of wild passion shot up through her senses from the feel of his lips brushing across her erect clit as he wetly sucked at it.

Undulating her wet pussy against his face, the pretty preacher's wife was getting his face all wet with her sweet cunt-juices. It didn't bother Brad. Not one bit. He just dove in deeper, staring at the pink wetness whenever he came up for a breath of air. He had a nice view. She was wide open, the clenching of her inner fuck muscles obvious as the velvety smoothness of her fuck-hole sucked back at his tongue as he plunged it in as far as he could reach.

"Yes!" she hissed. "So good, baby! Lick it! Ooooh, lick my pussy so nice, Brad!"

Angelica was digging her fingers into his shortly cropped hair as Brad eagerly tonguefucked her moist, soft pussy. The delicious juices were flowing into his mouth. Using his tongue in long, teasing swipes from close to her asshole all the way up to her clit, he was bringing squeals of delight from the preacher's wife.

"I love it!" she panted. "God! How I love this! Do it! Do me more, Brad! Don't ever stop?"

Brad had no intention of stopping now. He had her right on the edge, feeling her body quivering as he watched her face. He tongued her long hard clit faster and faster, seeing that his change was making her moan even louder. Knowing that she was really close, he slowed to drive her crazy.

"That's so wonderful!" she moaned.

The big-titted woman panted as his tongue circled slowly around the center of her pussy. He knew exactly where her clit was, and he was stroking the swollen bud with the tip of his moist tongue. It was so wonderful. He seemed to know exactly what to do to keep her right on that awesome wavering spot between coming and needing to feel an orgasm so badly. It was too much. Almost too much for Angelica to take. She felt her hot pussy creaming down over his face, the sweetly scented oils smearing his face as she humped up and down in time with the steady flicking rhythm of his tongue.

Brad thumbed back the cunt flesh from around her clit. His lips dropped down around the sensitive jutting tip of her clit, sucking and rubbing and licking until Angelica thought she was going to pass out from the awesome feelings she was feeling. The tip of his tongue flicked out. He found the perfect spot. Just on the nerve-endings of her sensitive clit-bud. Three or four rapid, hard flicks, and then he sucked hard.

"Coming!" she squealed, fighting back another high-pitched scream. "I'm coming, Brad! Keep sucking my clit baby! Oooooh, God! You're making me come so nice! Ooooh! Ooooh!"

Feeling the beautiful woman going limp on the desk-top, Brad slowly and gently licked her back down to earth. Her hands were now caressing his cheeks. It was almost a minute before she could speak.

Sliding to the floor beside him, Angelica kissed the young man. She tasted her own juices on his lips. Her own pussy-juices. That tangy flavor made her moan softly.

"Mmmmm! You have a gift, Brad. That had to come from heaven. Nothing else could feel so wonderful. I loved it!"

"So did I," he said, his cock still as hard as a rock and throbbing wildly. He was hoping that this sex session wasn't over now that she had come. "Your pussy is sweet."

Angelica pulled the dress over her head. She hadn't worn a bra.

"Wait 'til you feel how tight it is," she said, anxious to feel another man fucking her pussy.

"What are you doing!" he gasped, looking at the big pair of tits that the preacher's wife had just exposed to him.

"Getting ready to let you fuck me," she whispered, guiding his hands to her marvelous tit-mounds.

"Oooooh, my God!"

"You didn't think that I was really going to let you get away without getting you off, did you, Brad?"

"I was beginning to wonder."

"You can stop," she said. "I want to fuck. I want to fuck you, Brother Brad."

"And I want to fuck you, little Sister," he groaned.

As he quickly ripped off his shirt and removed his pants and shoes, Angelica lay down on the thick carpet. She was on her back, her knees raised as she waited for Brad to come to her. She knew that she looked like a slut. She didn't care. She was a slut. A horny, cock-loving slut. She grabbed his thick hard cock as he crawled up over her voluptuous naked body. It was still big. Big and hard.

"I don't know how it's going to fit," she whispered.

"It will," he assured her, bringing his chest down gently to rest on that pair of marvelous tits. "It'll fit. Just take it slow, Angel. Nice and slow and easy."

"Ooooh, baby!" she cooed. "You called me Angel. Yes, I like that, Brad. I want you to fuck me. Fuck your angel with this big beautiful cock of yours! Make her happy!"

Angelica grasped the thick shaft and guided the leaking head of his huge boner into the mouth to her creamy, dripping cunt. She screwed her hips forward, taking about an inch of the massive thickness into her tight hot fuckhole. It lodged there, allowing her to pull her hand away. She wanted it. God, did she want it! She couldn't wait for Brad to fuck her.

He pushed his cock.

She couldn't wait. Humping her hips to excite him, Angelica succeeded in getting him to shove harder into her soaking wet pussy.

"Yes!" she hissed as his boner slithered into her tight fuck-hole. "Stick it in me, baby! Give it to me! Ooooh, God! Let me feel your cock!"

Between their fucking motions, the young couple crammed every inch of his big hard cock up into Angelica's tight pussy. Her cunt muscles stretched and adjusted on each short stroke. In less than twenty seconds, she was wrapped totally around his long stiff hard-on. She had been right. Fucking was heaven.

His next stroke bottomed out deep inside the depths of her soft hot pussy.

"Mmmmm!" Angelica moaned, sucking on the young man's tongue as her face turned up to his.

The young cameraman fucked in harder. He knew that he wasn't going to be able to last. The lewd sight of the preacher's wife on her back was too much for him. Her big soft titties were jiggling against his chest, the force of his fucking making the mounds of creamy white flesh move so seductively. Two hard nipples pressed into his chest as she used her fantastically tight pussy to milk his driving hard-on each time he pulled it out of her silky cunt-hole.

As Brad pushed up on his arms, the change in position placed his hard cock-shaft right on the erect tip of Angelica's clit. She gasped with pleasure, arching her luscious body to rub harder against his cock.

She loved it – the feel of his breathing as he fucked her for the first time, his weight over her, his hands on her body, his cock inside her. It was so much more exciting than fucking her husband. This was living. She never wanted it to end. She wanted him to fuck her and fuck her and fuck her. Forever. She could never get enough of fucking.

"Yes!" she hissed. "God, this is so nice, baby! It's so big up inside me! I can feel it jerking as you fuck me!"

Brad let out a lusty growl, starting to pound his prick into the big-titted preacher's wife.

Angelica was right on the edge of coming.

The change in his fuck-movements brought her over that ragged edge and into the wonderland of passion once more. She felt her swaying tits brushing against his chest as he fucked her with powerful strokes, the nipples aching with desire as they brushed against his skin.

"Oooooh!" Brad gasped.

The overwhelming excitement of fucking the preacher's wife had gotten to Brad. He fought off an orgasmic, primitive yell as the load of cum inside his balls burst out. Molten cum sprayed in a massive jet up into Angelica's tight pussy.

"Yes!" she hissed, biting down on her lower lip. "I feel it! Ooooh, baby! I feel your cum shooting up into me! God! Oooooh, God! Yes! Squirt it to me, Brad! Squirt your hot cum in my pussy! Fuck the shit out of me!"

Riding the waves of her orgasm, Angelica worked her hot cunt to take every drop of his cum-load. It must have been a long time for him. He filled her hot pussy to overflowing with his hot juices. Squirt after squirt of the steamy liquid streamed into her silky cunt. The naughty feel of his warm cum dripping down into the crack of her ass made Angelica smile as she looked up into his eyes.

"Yes," she whimpered softly a few lovely minutes later. "You do have a gift."

"Thanks," he panted. "That was really nice, Angel."

"Angel," she whispered as she snuggled with the young cameraman on the floor in her husband's office. "I like that. I like being your angel, Brad. Let's do this again!"

Brad smiled.

"But we better get up," she whispered. "The morning sermon starts pretty soon. We're gonna be late."

"God!" he exclaimed, looking at his watch. "It starts in less than two minutes! We've got to hurry!"

"I don't think Robert would understand us running out with your pants down and my dress up." She giggled. "So we better get dressed, first."

It was quite a sermon for Angelica. She sat in a pool of cum that was dripping steadily into her panties, thinking that her husband would never stop preaching. She wiggled her ass. All she could see as she closed her eyes was Brad's expression as he came. That lovely look of passion. That lovely feel as he shot his jizz up into her willing pussy.

Her mind wasn't on what her husband was saying as he stood a few feet from her and lectured the crowd on morality, but the smile on her face lasted as long as the sermon.

CHAPTER FOUR

"Sit down," Angelica said with a smile as she opened the front door to her home. "Let me get the paperwork on you two done, and I'll be right with you."

The preacher's wife was escorting another young couple planning a marriage in a few weeks. One of the jobs of the wife of a minister was to act as the counselor for the young people before they were joined in matrimony.

The young couple that sat on her couch today was Reed Martin and Fawn Oliver, the girl he was going to marry. Reed was a handsome young man. He was tall and athletic-looking. Fawn was a tiny, young-looking blonde girl. Angelica knew that the young girl was actually nineteen years old, but she looked many years younger, and she had seen many of the young men of the church coveting the pretty blonde. Even worse, she had seen plenty of older men eyeing the charms of the tiny beauty.

As she went through the usual questions that the elders of the church thought important, the preacher's wife was watching the couple in front of her. Each time something even remotely sexual came up, Fawn blushed and looked over at Reed. The look wouldn't have meant much before, but Angelica recognized what was happening. Reed and Fawn had done it. The young couple hadn't waited for the formal approval of the church. They had already fucked. It was obvious. The horny big-tilted woman could see it in their eyes.

"One thing we'll have to talk about," she said, smiling as she spoke, "is consummating the marriage."

"Yes, Sister Angelica," Fawn answered, trying not to grin as she took a quick look at her fiance.

"Maybe we better split you two up for now," Angelica suggested as she felt her pussy beginning to cream as her mind worked out a plan.

After taking Fawn out on the front porch and explaining what she was going to talk to Reed about, Angelica told the young girl to wait. Angelica gave instructions that she wanted to talk to him alone, and that she was not to be disturbed.

She returned to the good-looking young man. The front door was locked.

"Do you feel as if you are ready to fulfill your duties as a husband?" she asked.

"Yes, Sister."

"I'll bet," she cooed.

"What, Sister Angelica?"

"It's pretty obvious, Reed," she said in a low voice. "You and Fawn won't be needing the beginner's version of the talk on sex. You two have been fucking, haven't you?"

"God!" he gasped, so shocked to hear that word coming from the wife of Reverend Stewart that he missed the point for a few seconds about her knowing that Fawn wasn't a virgin. "How did you know, Sister Angelica?"

"I can tell."

Squirming on the couch beside the handsome youngster, Angelica felt her lust growing desperately. She needed it again, only a short time after she had seduced the young cameraman. Sex was becoming an addiction. The preacher's wife could feel her hot pussy getting all nice and slick for Reed.

"Will Reverend Stewart still marry us?" he asked, suddenly very worried by what might be happening in this innocent-seeming interview.

"He probably wouldn't," she admitted. "But he doesn't have to know anything about it."

"Are you gonna tell him?"

"No," she whispered, scooting closer. "But I might be able to show you a few things that you can do for Fawn. You know. Sort of an advanced counseling."

Fawn waited on the front porch for a few minutes before getting bored. She peeked around the corner to see how her fiance was doing. They were still in the living room. Wanting to listen, Fawn quietly walked toward the bushes at the side of the house. What she heard as she tiptoed to the window was the last few words of the conversation! She knew! Sister Angelica knew! If Reed didn't do something, everyone was going to know all about Fawn not being a virgin. If that happened, she couldn't get married. At least not in the church.

Peeking into the window, Fawn could now see and hear everything that went on in the living room. Sister Angelica and Reed were sitting very close on the couch. As the pretty blonde girl watched, she saw the big-titted woman taking Reed's hands and putting them around her body.

Angelica leaned close, kissing Reed. Fawn could see the wet pinkness of the woman's tongue slipping into his mouth as he shivered from what Angelica was doing with her eager hands.

"Sister!" he hissed.

"Kiss me," whispered the preacher's wife. "How am I going to know if you need lessons if you don't cooperate, Reed? Kiss me like you were kissing Fawn."

The next kiss was a longer one.

The young man slowly came around, his hands tightening around her as his tongue flicked out to search for hers. Angelica relaxed, letting him take charge. His confidence grew. So did that big bulge she could feel under her sweaty palm.

Twisting a little, Angelica felt his hand slipping up over her swelling tits. She groaned into his mouth to let him know that she liked the feel of his hand. That was no lie. She loved it. He was cupping her tit-mound, caressing the growing nipple with his finger and thumb in that beautiful rolling way that she loved.

Fawn didn't know what to do. Her boyfriend was kissing another woman! That made her jealous. But, he was doing it to prevent the woman from telling the preacher about Fawn and him fucking. She was caught in the middle. Part of her wanted to run in and claw out Angelica's eyes. Another part was cheering for Reed to give it to her good, so she wouldn't tell.

"Try sucking on my tongue," suggested the pretty woman as she snuggled in closer. "Just like I did to you. Don't be afraid, Reed. Yes, baby. Play with my tits a little. Mmmm! Yeah! That ought to get you in the mood."

"I don't believe this!" he whispered as he felt the magnificent tit-mounds that she was pressing toward him. "I don't believe that any of this shit is happening at all!"

As she watched, Fawn saw both of his hands slipping around and openly fondling that pair of huge tits. It was probably that feature that most showed the difference in the two women. Fawn was small-framed, with small high tits. As Angelica's blouse came unbuttoned, Fawn saw that the preacher's wife didn't have on a bra. She didn't need one, either. The creamy white tit-flesh spilled out into Reed's hands. They were big and firm.

"Do you believe now?" Angelica teased.

"Oooooh, my God!" he moaned softly as he started pawing her big tits.

"Mmmmmm," Angelica groaned. "You do that nice, Reed. Pinch 'em a little harder. Ooooh! Just like that! Roll my nipples between your fingers. Fawn will love it if you suck on her tongue while you work on her nipples. Or, you could do both things at once. Suck, but suck on my nipples!"

Reed, encouraged by the older fascinating woman, leaned over and did as she asked. Her pulsing nipples sprang to attention as he licked across them. As he sucked, she moaned and pressed his head in tighter to her cleavage.

"Why don't we go back to my bedroom?" Angelica cooed in a whisper. "I won't know if you're ready for marriage without really testing you, you know."

Angelica was stripping off her clothing as she walked down the hallway to her bedroom. As Reed came up behind her, Angelica could feel a big stiff hard-on poking into her soft ass as he cupped her naked titties and pound up against her body to give her a better feel of his throbbing hardness.

"Mmmmm! Hurry, baby! Get naked with me! We don't have very long!"

The pretty preacher's wife stripped the young man. When she got down to his boxer shorts, she dropped to her knees in front of him. Easing the material down over his bobbing boner, Angelica moaned loud enough for Fawn to hear as she moved to the bedroom window.

Fawn had also moaned when she had seen Reed's angry hard cock for the first time. She had groaned pretty loud herself. Even now, with another woman doing the touching, the sight was making Fawn quiver. She was getting horny just from watching what was happening in the bedroom. She wanted to jump into the room, but now it was for another reason. Now, the girl wanted to join them. She wanted that cock up in her own dripping cunt. Up hard and jerking inside her tight little pussy.

Staying on her knees even after she had his shorts untangled from his ankles, the preacher's wife stared at the young man's swollen hard-on. Her hands moved up, caressing the velvety hardness as she cupped his heavy balls. She had to taste his cock. Just a little. Leaning forward, she nuzzled around the leaking head and swirled her tongue sensuously on the darkening flesh.

"Oooooh, Jesus!" he hissed.

"Does Fawn do this to you?" she asked, waiting for him to answer before she dropped down all the way.

"Yes! Yes, she does!" he gasped as she deep throated his entire cock. "But not like that!"

"Then we're going to have to have an advanced lesson for her, too." Angelica giggled when her lips came up again to suck over his piss-slit.

"Jesus!" he hissed as the softness of her lips brushed across the most sensitive spot on his hard cock, making his flesh squirm. "What kind of lessons?"

"Some advanced cocksucking lessons," Angelica whispered as she breathed over the young man's jerking hard-on.

Opening her mouth, Angelica dropped down over his throbbing cock. His prick was so eager and excited. Like the young cameraman's prick, his cock was dripping over her tongue. Reed tasted different, a more musky flavor. More male-like. The taste made her quiver.

"God, Sister Angelica," he gasped, his hands going to her hair. "I might come if you do this to me very long!"

"Call me Angel," she cooed.

"I'm serious," he groaned. "I'm gonna come in your mouth if you don't stop!"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Jesus!"

"I'd love to swallow your cum, Reed," she whispered, her voice sounding so adorable and seductive to the hard-cocked husband-to-be as the sexy older woman looked up into his eyes. "But not this time. Now, I want you to fuck me."

"What!"

"I want to feel your cock up in my pussy." She pushed against his chest to make him roll over onto his back on her frilly bed. "You know. Fucking. There's more to a marriage than just letting your wife gobble up this pretty prick, honey. You need to be good at fucking for your wife, too. Let's see how you are."

The naked wife crawled up over Reed's body on the frilly bed. Angelica began slowly sliding her soft hand back and forth over his stiff cockshaft. Her huge tits swayed up over his face as she threw a thigh over his crotch. She was sitting on his legs, fondling his swollen prick.

Still staring down at the big prick she was stroking, Angelica began writhing. She was taking advantage of one of her charges, getting ready to fuck the young man who had come to her for advice. She felt so wicked. So wet and hot. Each bump and swollen vein on his pulsing prick was rubbing against her palm as she jacked up and down over the entire length of Reed's prick. She couldn't wait to feel it up inside her pussy. The thought of his hunk of cock-meat throbbing as it stretched out the tight pinkness of her fuck-hole was making Angelica's pussy gushy.

Fawn watched, hidden from the hot couple's view by the window ledge. She could see them, but as Angelica crawled up on top of Reed, she was blocking Fawn's view of the important action.

Running around to the back door, Fawn slipped through the unlocked door. She was at the open bedroom door in seconds, again peeking at the fucking pair. She hadn't missed anything.

Reed was still on his back, looking totally turned on by the huge-titted wife of the preacher as she played with his raging boner. Just as Fawn started peeking again, Angelica moved higher over the aroused young man.

"I want him in me!" she moaned. "Fuck me, Reed! I want to feel your nice hard cock inside my pussy! Fuck me!"

"God!" he groaned as she spread her legs wider and started to crawl up over him. He couldn't keep his hands off her tits. He weighed the heavy globes, feeling her nipples poking into his hands as he squeezed her giant tits.

Fawn quivered as she saw Angelica pointing her boyfriend's cock up toward the brunette haired pussy. Fawn should be getting fucked, not the preacher's wife. It wasn't fair. She was so horny and wet, too. It wasn't fair at all!

Angelica quickly straddled his loins. Her hands went to his hairless chest, bracing for what she wanted so badly. She fumbled a little before centering his throbbing cock in her hot pussy. Lowering the hot slick channel of her cunt down toward his erect cock-shaft, she trembled wildly. He reached up, cupping both of her big soft tits, helping her stay perfectly centered as she eased down slowly on his pole-like prick.

"Ooooooh, baby!" the preacher's wife sobbed when she felt his hard prick-knob touching her cunt-flesh.

Reed arched his back, driving his swollen prick up into the silky tightness of the big-titted brunette over him. He felt her dropping down, wrapping her steaming fuck-hole over his steel-like cock. Her pussy was scorching hot and delightfully juicy. Her cunt softened up inside as she sank deeper and deeper down around his hardness. He started fucking up into her as she leaned forward. Her nipples were brushing his lips, inviting him to bite and suck at them.

"Mmmmmmmm! Yes! Fuck me, baby! Oooooh, this is the way to live! Nice and hard up in my hot pussy!"

The horny little blonde was almost whimpering with her own built-up passions. She stood openly in the doorway, knowing that they were too occupied to notice her. The young girl had her right hand up under her long dress, cupping the lightly furred patch of pussy-hair between her legs. Her panties were down around one ankle. She flicked at her own clit, wishing that Reed's big cock was ramming up into her hot and ready fuck-hole instead of Angelica's.

"Ooooh, fuck me!" Angelica was groaning, the young man's sweet lips capturing one of her swollen nipples as he bit down on it with his sharp teeth. "Fuck me nice, baby!"

Clawing the pillow, Angelica worked her hips back and forth to match his rhythm. She was learning how to fuck on top, quickly picking up the way to use her voluptuous young body over his. Her big aching tits were swaying right over his face as she leaned down farther to make the angle of her hot pussy just perfect for his long jerking hard-on.

His hands had trapped her hips as he started thrusting up into her belly. His thighs were banging tightly against her creamy naked ass as he fucked faster and faster, each wonderful slamming shove into her grinding pussy going deeper and harder. She circled her hips, mixing the hair on her pussy with that around the base of his cock. Her sizzling pussy was making the naughty fucking so slippery and exciting. As his rocking fuck-strokes picked up, she felt her firm tits slapping his face.

"Yes, baby!" she sobbed. "You're ready for marriage! God, are you ready, Reed! I love it! Fuck me! Fuck me with that big hard cock! Fuck it to me!"

Pushing Angelica upright, Reed took his hands from her hips and cupped the perfect pair of tits on her chest. The glorious sensations she was feeling inside her fiery pussy got even better as she began sliding her juicy cunt up and down over his thrilling prick. The heavy fullness of her tits filled his hands.

"Oooooooh, Jesus!" she hissed.

Glancing down to where his cock was slipping into the hot pussy of the preacher's wife, Reed was in awe. He could see the sweet lips of her cunt gobbling up his hard-on. She was so hot and juicy. Angelica's slithering fuck-hole was working up and down slowly, milking his sensitive cock as wild tremors of passion shook her lovely body. She was gobbling him up alive.

"You like this, Sister?" he panted.

"Oooooh, yes!"

"You like me fucking you, Angel?" His hands clamped down on her aching nipples.

"I love it, baby!" she sobbed.

Fawn slipped her hand up to her titties as she watched her fiance fucking another woman. They were both whimpering now, close to exploding into orgasm. If her feelings kept going like they were, Fawn would quickly be coming, too.

Spurred on by the feel of Angelica's fiery hole, adding to the ocean of juices squirting around his driving hard-on.

"Oooooh, God, yes!" she hissed as she took Reed's lovely cum.

Fawn's eyes closed as her own traumatic orgasm hit. She missed the last few seconds of their fuck as she finished herself off with a flicking middle finger. When her eyes finally opened again, Angelica was just slipping off Reed. They both looked exhausted. Fawn's fingers were buried up to her palm in her own wet tightness.

"Mmmmmm!" Angelica moaned as she wetly french-kissed the young man. "I think you're ready for marriage, baby. You fuck nice. God, you really fuck nice!"

"Thanks," he whispered.

"Too bad we can't get you back up," she joked as she snuggled closer. "I'd show you a few tricks with my mouth that you could have her try on you. Maybe you could teach Fawn how to take it down her throat for you."

"Fawn might come back," he said. "If she walks in, we're in trouble."

"That could be fun, too."

"It wouldn't matter," he said.

"Why?"

"I think it's dead!" he laughed as the soft length of his prick plopped out of Angelica's still-clutching pussy.

"Do you know any way of getting him up again in a hurry?" Angelica asked. "Something kinky that you'd like me to do for you?"

"No, I don't know of a thing that would make him grow again right."

Watching from the doorway, Fawn was so hot that she couldn't stand it any longer. Not bothering to drop her dress back into a more lady-like position, the cute blonde kept her hand cupping the mound between her legs.

"I do!" Fawn gasped.

CHAPTER FIVE

"Fawn!" the startled young man gasped.

He was in total shock as the young girl walked into the room. Angelica felt the same, but she quickly saw what the pretty blonde youngster had been doing to herself. She knew that this situation was going to turn out to be fun.

Looking up at the tiny-framed youngster, the preacher's wife could see it all in her eyes. The fear. The jealousy. The envy. But most of all, she could see the naked lust burning deeply in the gaze of the girl's eyes.

"How long have you been watching?" Angelica asked, not covering up her luscious body.

"Long enough to answer your question."

"What?" he gasped, still not knowing what the hell was going on between these beautiful women.

"You know a way to get him right up again after the fuck I just gave Reed?" she teased, grinning so Fawn didn't think that she was rubbing it in about taking the young man's cum. "If we can get it up again, can I share with you?"

"Yeah," Reed said with a smile.

"How do we get him up?" she asked.

"Reed is always talking about wanting to see two girls making it," she said in a low voice. "We could, you know. Play around a little. To get him hot."

The big-titted brunette had never had any desire to do anything with another girl, but she had never thought about fucking around on her husband, either. That had just happened. She looked over to Reed, seeing the excitement in his face.

"You're right," she giggled, winking for Fawn. "He does get turned on by the idea."

"What do you say?" Fawn asked.

"I know what feels good when a guy plays with me," Angelica whispered as she looked at the other girl. "I can probably figure out what to do. At least enough to get him all nice and hard again. Yeah. I might try it with you."

"Me, too," Fawn purred.

The beautiful small-titted girl stripped and joined her fiance and the preacher's wife on the bed. Reed's eyes were bright and shiny. He didn't want to miss a thing.

Angelica rolled over onto her back on the bed. Fawn crawled up on top of her, making sure that the young man had a good view of what they were about to do. She had never done anything like this before. The idea of having a girl licking on her hot pussy was kinky but it was also exciting.

With the young man watching, the two girls got into a position that neither of them had any experience with. It took a little wiggling, but Fawn ended up on top with her aching pussy hovering over Angelica's face. The older woman, eager to try everything possible in sex after her long period of doing without, stuck out her tongue. She tasted the hot spicy flavor of the girl's pussy-juice. It was exciting. She moaned softly, licking out again.

"Ooooooh, yes!" Fawn panted as Angelica tongue-lashed her clit. "That's nice, Angel! So nice! I got so hot watching you and Reed fucking!"

Sinking down over the voluptuous woman's body, Fawn lowered her own face into the brown-colored patch of pussy-hair. She loved what Angelica was doing to her, and she wanted the preacher's wife to feel just as nice.

The incredible feeling of the innocent-looking young girl's tongue overwhelmed Angelica's well-fucked pussy. She was using her tongue just like the men in her life had done. They were both experimenting with the new thrills, both girls learning how to give another woman the same wonderful thrills as she was receiving.

"Oooo, my Lord!" Angelica groaned as she felt the delicate touch of another girl's tongue on her pussy. "You do that well, honey. Very well."

Looking down as she licked, Fawn got a close-up view of the only pussy she had ever seen like this. The pinkness of the cuntal gash was dripping wet. Inside, she could see the creamy whiteness of her fiance's cum. She shoved her tongue in deeply, licking up the two different flavors. She had sucked off Reed many times, swallowing his cum freely. This time, the young man's sweet juices were mixed with the tangy flavor of the preacher's wife's.

Angelica moaned in ecstasy as Fawn found the tip of her clit.

Sitting at the head of the bed, Reed couldn't take his eyes off the lewdly connected couple in front of him. He had dreamed about seeing two beautiful women locked in a sixty-nine for a long time. Fawn had said that someday she might try it – for him. He had seen it in movies, but the video fuck-flicks were nothing compared with actually seeing and hearing and sensing how hot the two women were getting as they licked and slobbered over each other's foaming crotches.

"Man!" he growled, the blood already flowing back into his prick as he watched. "I don't believe this! Oooooh, man! This is awesome!"

The two women, one the wife of the leader of his church, the other the girl he was going to marry in a few weeks, were going at each other. He could see them licking and nibbling. The sounds of their sucking mouths were making him crazy. Each of the wild women was squealing and writhing on the bed, tongues flicking on what he knew were wonderful cunts that he wished he was fucking right now. He wanted to fuck them both at once.

Remembering how exciting it felt when a guy stuck his tongue all the way into her tight hot cunt-hole, Angelica stiffened her tongue and started prodding deeper.

The little blonde moaned wantonly, squirming from what the preacher's wife was doing to her. She made her sweet tongue as hard and long as she could, beginning to fuck it in and out of Angelica's cunt. She liked it. God, did she like it!

"Ooooooh!" Fawn moaned as she raised up from the fragrant slash of hot pinkness she was enjoying. "Jesus, Angel! Yes! That's it! God, that's the best!"

Angelica plunged upward, driving her tongue as far as she could into Fawn's lewdly wet pussy. She tongue-fucked her, fucking in and out, deeper and deeper, as the girl's passions grew.

"Yes!" Fawn panted, looking down at the brunette's pink pussy-flesh. "I wanna do that to you, Angel! You've almost got me comin'! Ooooh, God! Just like that!"

Angelica stopped the steady in-and-out rhythm just long enough to answer the frantic girl. "Do you want me to get you off?"

Fawn was begging for release from any source, even if that pleasure was coming from another woman. "I really need to come!"

"Only if you lick me so I can come, too!" Angelica returned to the delightful task of sliding her tongue into Fawn's silky pussy.

"Goody!" Fawn groaned as she felt Angelica's attacking tongue. "Because I'm gonna eat you till you scream!"

Cramming her stiffened tongue back into the little blonde's delicious fuck-hole, Angelica waited for the same feelings to start down at her crotch. Her tight steamy pussy had been fucked nicely, but she was still looking forward to another nice orgasm from Fawn's flicking tongue. The big-titted preacher's wife bobbed her head, making her tongue ram in deeper between her legs.

"Mmmmmm!" Angelica moaned.

Fawn started returning the thrills to the older woman. She plunged her face into the swampy fragrant depths of Angelica's hot cunt, slurping up cum and pussy-juice as she moaned into the moist tunnel. Fawn wanted to feel it harder, so she picked up her own pace until Angelica matched it. The horny girl was about to die. She wanted a cock, but for now, Angelica's tongue would do just fine. It was another girl eating her, but that didn't make the sensations feel any less wonderful.

"Oooooh!" Fawn moaned.

With his now-hard cock in his hand, Reed watched in awe. He had fucked both of these horny women. He knew that neither of them were gay, but they were both happy to lick each other's pussy. That was the exciting part. He had fucked both of the beautiful women. He knew how wet and hot and tight it was up inside either of the girls' cunts.

Reed had the best of both worlds. A hot, womanly, voluptuous female and a tiny, dirty-old-man's dream of a girl with only sparse blonde hair covering her always-hot pussy. The horny girls were getting very close to coming. The naughty sounds were getting louder as they worked for each other's orgasm. It sounded as if both of the beautiful girls were going to climax at the same instant.

"Ooooh! Ooooh! Oooooh!" Fawn groaned as she felt her pussy quivering so wonderfully on top of Angelica's lust-twisted face. "Comin'! Oooh, God! Yes! Comin'!"

"Mmmmmmm!" Angelica groaned as the two-girl oral attack went on and on and on.

Angelica didn't slow her tongue-fucking. She knew that a pussy-licking man had to stay in rhythm when he had her right on the ragged edge of coming, so she did the same thing to Fawn. It worked. It worked very well.

"Jesus!" Reed hissed.

"Oooooooh, God!" Fawn groaned as she raised up. "That's awesome! Do me! Ooooh, God, do me!"

Stiffening her tongue again quickly, Fawn resumed reaming out the hot pussy of the preacher's wife. She licked up around the tip of her clit making the big-titted woman moan as they worked at the naughty sixty-nine session in front of Reed.

The two horny girls were matching each other as each new trick was tried by one or the other of the very oral females. If one licked up and down, the other one did it, too. Soon, both flicking tongues were centered on the core of each naked girl's passion. Two swollen clits wobbled back and forth as a sweet tongue tortured over the sensitive joy buttons.

The young man could see that both women were right in the middle of coming. Their flushed chests and excited breathing were dead give-away. Nipples were quivering and stretched to their fullest. They rode each other through to the end, finally sinking into a tangle of arms and legs as their passions got to be too much for them.

Reed stroked their aching flesh as they trembled, still locked together in the naughty sixty-nine.

"God, that was nice!" Fawn groaned, her eyes closed.

Angelica was looking up at Reed. She saw the newly grown stiffness in his cock. No sense in wasting that, she thought. Wiggling her finger, she pointed up over her face. Reed figured out what she wanted in a second. He winked, his bright eyes showing Angelica how excited he was by what the two girls had just done in front of him.

Pushing up on Fawn's belly, Angelica got her up on her hands and knees. The young man crawled up behind Fawn's ass.

"Fawn?" Angelica called.

"Yes!" the young girl panted.

"Reed's going to fuck you," the big-titted woman said as she reached for the hard cock just above her face. "I'm gonna watch from here."

"That sounds kinky," the horny teenager teased as she arched her back in anticipation.

"Yeah, but I've never seen a couple fucking. I want to watch."

"You're gonna get one hell of a view from there!" Fawn laughed, still feeling the preacher's wife under her body as she arched at Reed's touch.

Hunching her back in the doggy-position, Fawn was just at the right height as Reed scooted closer. Angelica's soft hands guided him home. He was grasping Fawn's hips, letting Angelica guide his more-than-ready cock. The engorged head of his cock touched the super wetness of Fawn's cuntal opening.

"God!" Fawn panted as she felt his hardness touching the puffy softness of her aching hot pussy. "I've been so horny, baby. I watched you fucking Angel. God! Did you know that I was playing with myself, Reed? Did you see me?"

The young man fucked forward as Angelica cupped his balls and urged him in deeper. His rock-hard cock rammed all the way into his girlfriend. She had never been wetter or more slippery.

"Aaaauugh!" she cried.

The high-pitched squeal of pleasure echoed in the bedroom as the swollen hunk of cockmeat entered her almost-hairless cunt.

The hot action was only inches from Angelica's face as she looked up excitedly. She could see the blood raging through his stiffened cock as it slid in and out of the gushing fuckhole. The little blonde girl was creaming all over his hard prick, making it shiny and gleaming.

Wanting more and newer thrills, the wife of the newest star on the evangelistic circuit raised up toward the naughty junction where the man's cock was entering the girl's hot pussy. In one swipe, the sex-hungry woman licked across the outer lips of a soaking-wet cunt and the base of a hard prick. She nuzzled lower, letting his balls bang on her forehead.

"Jesus, Angel!" he gasped.

"Ooooooh!" Fawn agreed.

"This is so hot!" moaned the preacher's wife with her eyes taking in everything that was happening above her face. "I can see him fucking you, Fawn! His cock is sliding in and out of your pussy. He's just like my husband. The same size, but a little harder. Maybe you can feel Robert's cock sometime. God, isn't it funny. My husband would never believe this. He'd shit!"

As Fawn squealed and squirmed, rolling her hips and cute little ass, he skewered her body with his rock-like prick. The young girl was caught up in the pure passion of young lust. Her body jerked as he started fucking his bloated boner in and out of the obviously tight, quivering hole of the blonde teenager's juicy pussy.

"Fuck her!" panted Angelica. "Fuck her with that big hard cock, Reed! God!"

"Anything you want, Sister!" he exclaimed as his balls were being cupped by the big-titted woman.

"That's what I wanna see." She smiled.

The hard, rapid fuck-strokes went on and an. The slapping motions right over Angelica's face sent shivers up and down her spine. The stiffened hunk of cock-meat stretched Fawn's fuck-hole. Angelica growled, growing frantic as she picked up the squirming rhythm of the girl getting fucked on top of her voluptuous body.

Panting wildly, the sweet-faced young girl, who would soon be a blushing bride, lowered her face and again dove into the swampy wetness between Angelica's legs. She pushed her naked ass up higher, giving Reed a perfect target for his throbbing weapon of a cock. Angelica's legs parted again as Fawn dove into her hot cunt-hole.

Reed grunted with pleasure, watching as Fawn licked another woman's hot cunt.

Reaching down with one hand, he pinched Angel's nipples. She was groaning even as his fingers closed.

"Oooooh, yes, Fawn!" the preacher's wife groaned as her hot bushy pussy rose up to rub over Fawn's face. "Eat me! Oooooh, this is so hot! Lick on it, baby!"

Fawn was giving it to her just the way Angelica loved it – hard and fast and wet. The pussy-eating teenager pleased the older woman, and the big-titted brunette creamed wonderfully as she kept her gaze locked an that awesome spot where Reed's cock was jabbing into the sweet pussy that Fawn was wiggling around far his pleasure.

That hot little tongue was going to do it.

Fm's naughty tongue was finding every spot that Angelica loved to have licked. It was going to make Angelica come.

"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, feeling the splattering of fluid dripping down from the lewd junction above her eyes. "Fuck her, Reed! Fuck the shit out of that pretty pussy! I want to see it all! Squirt your cum, so I can see it!"

The preacher's wife was getting a wicked thrill out of seeing this young couple fucking. Adding a loving tongue flicking all over her juicy slash of hot pink pussy-flesh, and Angelica was haying the time of her life. She couldn't imagine anything feeling better.

"Yes!" she hissed passionately. "That's nice, Fawn! Stick your tongue up in me! Oooooh, God! Oooooh!"

Fighting the urge to shoot his second load, Reed was watching the girls in front of him. He was fucking his girlfriend while she ate out the preacher's wife. He had never seen Fawn so horny. The tightness wrapped around his jerking hard-on was like a liquid furnace, scorching hot and wet. He could just see her flicking tongue whenever Fawn turned her head between Angelica's open thighs.

"Man!" he panted.

Groaning louder, he fucked his raging hard-on into little Fawn's fuck-hole. He impaled her sweet juicy cunt with his writhing cock. The moist breath of the woman under the fucking couple was warm on his balls.

The hottest of the wild threesome, Angelica was right on the verge of another orgasm from the flicking wetness of the teenager's tongue.

"Oooooh, God!" she groaned. "Yes! Just like that! Oooooh, I'm gonna come again! Oooooh, I'm going to fucking come again, baby! Now! Now! Now!"

The violent orgasm swelled from the center of her belly to take over every nerve-ending in her luscious body. Angelica wrapped her arms around Reed's hips, digging into his hairy ass as she shook through the frantic moment. Her lips were pressed up into the naughty junction where his cock entered Fawn's dripping pussy. The movement slowed as her excitement peaked.

Not realizing that the young couple had stopped fucking to watch her coming, Angelica came back to life. She opened her eyes again, looking up past the patch of blonde fur over her eyes to see Reed looking down at her.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned. "That was nice, guys. Thanks. I needed to get off again."

"So do I!" Reed gasped.

"Poor baby," Fawn teased. "Is he all hot and bothered?"

"It sure looks like it from here," Angelica giggled, seeing that her breath was making his body quiver. "You should see his cock. God! Look at it move! It's jerking!"

"I can feel it!" Fawn cooed.

"What can I do to make him come really nice, honey?" Angelica asked, her voracious need for new thrills still growing. "I'll try anything."

"Anything?" he asked.

"Sure, baby," Angelica giggled. "Anything your naughty mind can dream up."

"I-I don't know," he stammered. "Tell me," she said sternly, reminding the young man just who was in charge here.

"I'll tell her if you don't," Fawn interrupted as she became anxious to start fucking again.

"Would you do that to my ass?" he blurted out in a rush of air as he felt her warm tongue flicking back and forth on the crinkly skin of his heavy, cum-filled balls.

"You want me to lick your ass?" Angelica asked, a little surprised by his request.

"He loves that!" Fawn exclaimed. "Sure, baby," Angelica cooed. "I'd do anything for you, Reed. You deserve it. A girl needs to be nice to a man that fucks like you do. Let me at it."

"I made him come once just licking his nasty old shitter." Fawn smiled, knowing how much her man was going to love this wild two-girl attention.

"Kinky bastard, isn't he?" Angelica grinned.

"Yeah, but I love him."

"Him, and that big cock he's sticking in you right now." Angelica laughed.

Reed had to pull his throbbing prick from the inviting wetness of Fawn's hot pussy before Angelica could get out from under them. He plugged back in as soon as he could, feeling how tight and hot and wet Fawn's pussy was getting as she stayed in her favorite, doggy-style position.

The young man started plunging his prick back into Fawn's velvety hot fuck-hole. He felt Angelica's big soft tits against his back as she kissed his neck, sliding down over his skin until she was dragging those massive melons against the cheeks of his ass. She dropped lower, her hot breath tickling the hairs on his lower back as she pushed him farther over Fawn. His fucking slowed until he saw what she was going to do.

"Ooooh!" he gasped.

He drove all the way into Fawn's pussy as the lewd sensation of a warm moist tongue circled his asshole. It was incredible!

Angelica stiffened her tongue, prodding in harder and harder into his asscrack until it popped right through his ass-rings and up into his churning guts. She was tongue-fucking his ass. Tonguing his sensitive shitter!

"Jesus Christ!" he hissed.

"Fuck me, Reed!" Fawn begged, riding the crest of another enormous orgasm. "Please, honey! You've got to fuck me!"

With Sister Angelica tongue-fucking his puckering shitter while he fucked little Fawn, Reed knew that he wasn't going to last more than a few seconds. Rushing out of control, he savagely fucked the blonde girl he was about to marry.

Angelica picked up the pace of her stiff tongue, reaming out his asshole as she felt his jism beginning to rise up from his low-hanging nuts. The hot cunt wrapped around his stiff prick convulsed, milking like a mink-gloved fist around his hardness. He felt Angel's hand cupping his balls as they tightened in his ball-sac.

"Here it comes!" he hissed.

"Yes!" Fawn screamed.

That was all the warning the girls got. He came. Angelica could feel each throbbing jet of hot cum racing through his cock as she cupped his balls.

Her wicked little tongue up in his sensitive asshole was too much for Reed. He had just shot off a lot of jism into her tight fuck-hole, but he was still able to more than fill little Fawn's practically hairless cunt.

"Uuuuuughh!" Fawn grunted as her cunt creamed around her man's spurting hard-on.

"Take it, darling!" he yelled. "Take it! Oooooh, I'm coming in you, Fawn! I'm coming!"

As the tingling passion of the young couple filled the air of her bedroom, Angelica got to her knees and watched them kissing. They were so much in love. So was the big-titted preacher's wife. She was in love, too – with cock.

She had enjoyed the feel of a girl's tongue, and she had even discovered that licking pussy was fun, but cock was her favorite. A nice, hard, spurting cock. In her mouth. In her pussy. Anywhere.

CHAPTER SIX

Getting more and more involved in the daily activities of managing the church, Angelica talked to one of the elders about finding some way of boosting the ratings. She had some good ideas. Over the objections of Reverend Stewart, the elders decided to hold a meeting and talk about it. When the vote was in, they had put Angelica in charge of finding new ways of attracting viewers.

Angelica called her first meeting on a Sunday afternoon. She had been a good little girl all week, not because she wanted to, but because she didn't have the chance to stray. She'd been too busy with church matters. During the long week, she had also not been fucked by her husband, even though she had played with his cock last night in their bed.

The men who were mostly responsible for the administration of the church and the ministry were Elder David Carson, Elder George Haverson, and Elder Jake Wilson. All three were men in their late thirties or early forties. Angelica, at twenty-one, was young enough to have been the daughter of any of them. All of the men could see the change in the beautiful wife; she seemed so much more confident now, more in charge of herself.

"We've got to do something," Angelica said as the four settled down in the living room of Elder David's, the older of the three men. "For a local telecast, we're okay. But if we're going to go national, we've got to have something to catch the attention of the viewers. I know that Robert can draw 'em in and hold the viewers, we just have to find a way of giving him a chance."

"I agree," George said.

"But what? What do we do to bring in more viewers?"

Angelica had known these men for quite a long time. She had come over to this meeting with a long jacket over her body. When she tossed it to the side, the big-titted brunette had on a tight-fitting sweater that caressed her swaying tit-mounds like a pair of hands. It was obvious that all three of the men were aware of the charms of the preacher's wife. They were all taking every chance to peek at her.

"Maybe we can spice it up a little," Angelica suggested, looking over at the three men as she crossed her legs to show them a quick flash of her creamy thighs under the short skirt. "Have Robert talk about the sins of the flesh a little more instead of so much fund-raising. If we had more viewers, wouldn't we get more money anyway?"

"That's one way of looking at it," David said, willing to agree with Angelica as long as he could look at her.

"We could always have you dress like you are now," Jake laughed as he winked at the others. "Maybe a low-cut gown with some high-angle camera work."

"Not a bad idea," George kidded, a handsome man with a red beard who had always joked with Angelica. "If that won't increase the ratings, then we really need help. Or the viewers have all died of heart-attacks when they saw you."

Each of these men were worldly enough that they didn't fall under the spell of the church as much as some of the members. That was why they had become elders. They were wise enough to temper their beliefs to match the real world. They could joke among themselves about things that the members wouldn't find funny at all.

"How about a topless evangelist channel?" Angelica asked, going right along with their kidding.

"I can't see Robert going along with that idea," David muttered as he stared at the big tits of the woman sitting directly across from him. "No way. Damn it."

"David!" Angelica gasped in mock horror.

"Our Elder David seems to be straying, Brothers and Sisters," Jake said, mocking the tone of voice that the preacher used when he started on sinners out in the real world.

"Praise the Lord!" shouted the laughing woman, acting like some of the super-devout women she had seen sitting in her church when her husband got them all worked up with his preaching. "Coveting. That's what it is. Coveting. Pure and simple coveting!"

"And all this over seeing a woman without a bra," Jake added, taking a good look at the marvelous pair of jiggling tits under that thin sweater.

"And just how did you know that I don't have on a bra?" Angelica teased.

"I looked," he freely admitted. "They are a little hard to miss, Sister," David added, seeing Angelica's nipples growing.

"What would happen if I really did go topless? Do you think that I would look good enough for TV? Would you three tune in to see that?"

Suddenly, it was very quiet in the room. Angelica looked over to the three men, seeing all of them squirming uncomfortably. The sexual tension in the air was so thick that Angelica could feel it.

"You'd be a star," David finally said, his voice cracking as he spoke.

"Let's find out," she whispered. Giving them plenty of time to stop her if they wanted, Angelica walked over in front of David, who sat on the couch. She stood for a few seconds, pulling out the bottom of her sweater from the band around her waist.

No one moved. The men were staring at her in awed silence. Her newly formed inner radar told her that she was in the presence of three hard cocks.

Sitting across David's lap, Angelica kissed him on top of his head. She leaned closer, letting her voluptuous body touch his. The moan that escaped his lips made her shiver. Moving as if in a dream, she started to pull up on the bottom of her sweater. As the material rose, she felt an answering raising in the cock she could feel under her wiggling ass.

To either side of her, Angelica could feel the other men staring. She was the center of attention, and she loved the feeling. The bottom of her tight sweater now reached the bottoms of her full tit-globes. Looking first to one side, and then to the other, she saw the lust in their eyes. No one wanted her to stop.

"You wanna see 'em?"

Their eyes bugged out as they answered the gorgeous young woman with steaming looks. She smiled, loving the feeling of being in charge of these three older men in her church.

She tugged up one last inch, letting her two swelling nipples pop into view.

"Jesus Christ!" David hissed as the girl on his lap arched her back for him. She really showed him her beautiful titties. "Lord, forgive me, but I'm weak!"

David had been a tit-man all his life. But he had never seen a more perfect pair of big tits than the ones that Angelica was baring as she stretched her arms over her head. He went for them. Angelica leaned forward, and his face was buried in the creamy wonderland of her tit-flesh. "Oooooh, darling!" he sobbed, rubbing his cheeks against the softness of her huge tits. "I've dreamed about doing this for so long!"

Leaning back after giving the oldest of the three men a few more seconds to enjoy her tits, Angelica looked at the other men.

"Are you two just going to sit there?" she asked, cupping her aching titties and rolling a nipple between each forefinger and thumb. "There's plenty of me to go around."

Taking a hand from each side, Angelica led them to her full heavy tits. In seconds, all three men were fondling and caressing her lovely body as they stripped her naked. Clothing flew in every direction.

Down to her panties, the big-titted preacher's wife surrendered to the men. George, a strapping man with the body of a weightlifter, picked her up and walked into the bedroom with the others following.

As they undressed in front of her, it was Angelica's turn to moan with delight. David and George had cocks that were nice and thick and long. When she turned to Jake, the younger of the met, she was in for a shock. His cock was huge! Bigger even than Brother Brad's and he wasn't all the way hard yet. Jake was staring at her as she stretched out on the bed.

"Lord!" she gasped.

"What a fantastic body!" Jake gasped. She was looking at his cock as it bobbed up a few inches.

"Is that thing real?" she gasped.

David was the first on the bed, the men seeming to have come to some silent agreement as they looked at each other. He leaned down, gently kissing the beautiful woman whom he had secretly lusted over. Her tongue entered his mouth as she eagerly moaned and arched her luscious young body against his. The man was hairy all over, and he felt her shivering as his chest hair rubbed over her sensitive nipples. Quickly dropping his mouth to the twin mounds of pleasure, he licked and sucked in her darkening nipples. As he sucked, she moaned out delightfully.

"Golly, this is neat!" she gushed.

Angelica had squirmed herself into a sitting position as she wormed her tongue into the man's mouth. She looked over to the side of the bed, seeing George's dripping prick bobbing up and down. She reached out, wrapping her fingers around the meaty thickness. She had two hard cocks in her hands in a second, as she grabbed the stiff boner sticking up from David's lap. She rolled around, ending up on her hands and knees with her creamy ass pointing toward George. Not wanting to leave the huge-cocked man out of the action, Angelica motioned for him to come closer. She grabbed his cock, marveling at the thickness of the meaty hunk of his cock-meat, even though it was only about half-hard when she first touched him.

"I've got to have this one up inside me!" she groaned, tightening her fingers around the base of his cock as she passionately used her fingers to pump life into his cock.

"Eli wait," David said as he scooted up to the head of the bed. "I like to watch, too."

"You've got to promise, David," she said, her adorable eyes on his as she showed him just how serious she was. "Promise. I want you to fuck me later."

"I wouldn't miss that for anything," he assured her as she smiled that wild, horny smile that was making his heart race. "Don't worry. I'm going to fuck you, little one. Now bend over and let old Jake drive. He's supposed to be quite a lady-killer."

Dropping her mouth down over the bearded man's crotch, Angelica ran the tip of her hot little tongue around the head of the older man's salty cock. She bathed the swollen smoothness of his cock-head, making it glisten with her spit as her hands moved over his body. She wanted it. She wanted it all.

"Mmmmmm!" she moaned as a drop of sweet pre-cum rose up from his piss-slit to break on her flicking tongue. "He likes me, George. He likes it when I lick like this."

Looking back over her shoulder, Angelica smiled to the man behind her. She wiggled her shapely ass, raising it up, as she felt his hands grasping her hips. The head of his beautifully hard cock touched her quivering cunt-flesh as his prick rose up to its full hardness. A lady-killer was right. That big thing could kill her!

"Ooooh, yes!" she moaned wantonly. "Get in me, baby! Put that big cock in me, Jake!"

"My pleasure, Sister."

"Not Sister," she groaned. "I'm Angel. Angel the cocksucker."

As David watched the brunette beauty on her hands and knees, Angelica moaned as the man behind her eased his stiff prick into her soaking wet pussy. He pushed in. The steel-like length of his hard-on sank into her hot, wet cunt. He was so big! His prick stretched her soft inner walls as he steadily pumped in and out.

She was doing it! She was taking the biggest prick she had ever fucked! Her cunt was adjusting, then he was inside her, hugely inside her.

"Mmmmmm!" she moaned as her soft lips opened to drop back over George's stiff boner.

Jake pushed his swollen hard-on into her cunt until he bottomed out. She still wanted more. She was still pushing back, the sucking hairy spot between her trembling legs swallowing up every inch of his huge cock.

Angelica squealed softly, her mouth full of tasty prick as she circled her hips until she had her willing pussy fully stretched for his mighty cock. She pulled her mouth free to lick down over George's balls.

"Play with my titties, baby!" she cooed. "I always get so hot when a guy pinches my nipples!"

Very happy to oblige, George fondled the swaying mounds of the girl's tits. Her nipples were an inch long from her wild heat. He pinched, making the pressure harder and harder until he made her moan with delight.

"Nice tits," he whispered.

"Oooooh, yes!" she squealed, directing the action. "Pinch 'em. Pinch 'em hard, baby! Just like that! God, yes! Now let me have your cock, George. You fuck my face while that big cocked son-of-a-bitch ruins my pussy! Ooooh! Both of you fuck me!"

Her mouth watering with anticipation as George stuck his blue-veined monster of a hard cock back into her sweet mouth, Angelica was so excited by what these men were doing to her.

She was a willing partner in this wild threesome, the naughty act made even more delightful when she glanced over to see the oldest man pumping his hard prick slowly as he watched her taking on the others. He was jacking off carefully. Angelica knew that he wouldn't waste his load. It was for her.

"Mmmmmmmmm!" she moaned as her lips locked around the throbbing cock in her mouth.

The moan coming from deep within her throat was because Jake couldn't wait any longer. He pulled back out of the tight slick fuck-hole, letting just the head of his cock stay in the grip of her pussy-lips. Then he moved. God, did he move! He fucked it back in, jarring the woman's body as he stabbed all the way back into her luscious pussy.

"My Lord!" she gasped as her mouth pulled off again. "That thing's a monster!"

The preacher's wife feasted on the cock in front of her like a starving woman. In a way, she had been starving. Starving for affection from her husband. Now, she found that there were other men, and other cocks, more than willing to make up for any lack of sex.

Angelica felt her fuck-tunnel trembling as the man fucking her from behind rammed back in once more. The size of his cock was still shocking to the girl. Her cunt-walls spasmed as she shivered into an instant orgasm. She gasped, the air hissing out through her nostrils in hissing snorts. She licked wildly around the jerking hardness leaking pre-cum all over her tongue.

"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, rolling her tongue up and into the piss-slit to lap up more of the dripping cock-cream as her hand tightened into a jacking fist.

As her voluptuous body shook with ecstasy, she squealed passionately around George's stiff prick. The orgasms went on and on and on, each thrust of that monster cock making every nerve ending inside her tight pussy taut with pleasure. The hotter she got, the harder he fucked. Her mouth sank down around the prick she had been licking, taking the cockhead all the way into her throat.

"Jesus!" George gasped in awe, gripping her tits tighter as the big-titted woman swallowed most of his long cock right down her throat. "She's taking it all! Angel's taking my cock all the way down her throat!"

"Mmmmmm!" she purred in agreement.

Pinching harder on the twin nipples to bring on another body-shaking groan, George, with his jerking cock in the beautiful girl's mouth, growled with lust. His pulsating stiff boner was ready. She knew it. She was making little squealing noises that vibrated around his sensitive cock-head. Her eyes were glazed with naughty passion.

Right in the middle of her wild fuck, Jake gripped the tight cheeks of Angelica's ass. He massaged the taut flesh for a few seconds, then ran his forefinger deep in the sweaty crack. Finding her asshole, he drove his finger deep in the brown puckering circle. The preacher's wife spun out of control as this new sensation overwhelmed her mind.

"Mmmmm! Mmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Angelica moaned, sucking and licking for a mouthful of hot cum.

The two men were matching the movements of her body as she came and came and came. She straightened her neck, allowing George to fuck her face as if it was a tight pussy. Back in her cunt-hole, the biggest cock of her young life was throbbing harder as he got ready to explode. He pumped in a fast grinding rhythm that, was taking the top of her head off as the wild woman writhed back over his finger with her clenching asshole on fire with desire.

The cock buried deeply in her hot pussy suddenly went off in a volcano-like eruption of hot cum. She had been so excited by what was happening that the cock-loving wife didn't realize that he was so close to coming. The sudden orgasm of the man's boner was a shock. A delightful shock for Angelica.

"Take it, Angel!" he shouted.

As she sobbed with ecstasy, her mouth was suddenly full of the other man's tasty jism. George was coming, too. The three of them moaned as one, the men eagerly filling her mouth and pussy with their ball loads of cockjuice. Angelica shivered, swallowing and bucking as she took in the orgasms from the two elders in her church. There was cum everywhere. She was filled with spurting hard-ons.

Finishing the final version of the fund-raising tape, Reverend Stewart sat in his office for a few minutes all alone. He was thinking about the changes in his wife over the last week. She had actually come toted last night in a black, baby-doll nightie. He was shocked. After she had gone to sleep, though, he couldn't get that picture out of his mind. It excited him. He knew that this was probably some more of the Devil's work, but that didn't change the fact that Angelica was his wife. It didn't stop his cock from being hard, either.

With that thought in mind, the reverend decided to attend the meeting that Angelica was having. The three elders wouldn't mind if he sat in for a few minutes, and he could reinforce any ideas that his wife might have.

As he opened the door to Elder David Carson's house, the preacher heard voices coming from back in the bedroom. One of them was Angelica's voice. He thought that a bedroom was a funny place to be holding a church meeting. Walking silently down the hall, he went to see what was happening.

Stopping short of the doorway, the preacher saw a mirror on the far wall. He looked at what was reflected in that big square of glass. A woman was on the bed. It was Angelica. His wife was stretched out on the bed between two men. She was on her knees – totally naked.

Elder George and Elder Jake were just pulling their cocks from Angelica's bruised body.

Reverend Stewart was shocked.

He couldn't understand this at all. The shock kept him frozen in place long enough for him to hear Angelica talking.

"Jesus! That was incredible! I've never been fucked like that in my life. I thought that huge cock of yours was going to split me in two, baby."

"You're quite a cocksucker, Angel," George gasped as he watched the big-titted woman licking off his drooping prick, her eyes smiling up to him lovingly.

"Practice," she bragged. "I've been getting lots of practice this last week. Not bad for a girl who swallowed her first mouthful of nice juicy cum only last week, huh? I'm going to be the best cocksucker around these parts if I keep going."

"You might already be," George laughed.

"George should know," David teased. "He's been spreading the gospel, along with plenty of legs, for years around here. I hear that he does lots of afternoon prayer sessions. Usually when the husbands are at work."

Seeing his wife looking up toward the foot of the bed, Reverend Stewart knew that there was someone else in that bedroom.

She smiled, licking her fingers as she rolled over onto her back in the middle of the bed. The two spent men slipped to the sides, giving her room for whatever she was going to do next. Or for whoever was coming next.

The preacher craned his neck to see into the room. With the door open about two inches, he was able to see without being seen. What he heard as he leaned closer to the door was enough to test his faith.

"I think she's looking at you," Jake said, his voice showing how excited he was. "You up to it, old man?"

"Next," Angelica cooed, looking up at the head elder of the church as her mind spun in a sexual fog. "Come on, David! I'm all warmed up now! It's your turn!"

No! Not David. Reverend Stewart was stunned. Then the figure of the man he least expected to see fucking his wife appeared around the corner of the open door.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Reverend Stewart let his body slump against the wall as he saw the lust in his wife's face. She was encouraging this vile, disgusting filth that the men were doing to her. He wanted to run into the room and scream with righteous indignation, but something stopped him.

He opened his eyes again, seeing the older man crawling up over the naked wiggling frame of his sweet young wife.

"No," he said softly.

The preacher seemed unable to move. He knew that he should do something, but the sight of his lewd naked wife and the three men was so shocking that he couldn't make his muscles respond. All he could do was watch as she reached down and caught the bobbing length of his hard-on with both hands.

"You're so beautiful, Angel," David whispered as he pushed her big firm tits together with a hand on each side of her twin tit-globes. "A real angel. A present from heaven above for an old man."

"A dirty old man." She giggled.

"You're right," he said. "But I can't help myself. I want to do it with you. You are so beautiful."

"And you're not all that old," she said, squeezing her hands around the proof of her words – his hard cock. "A lot of young girls would love to have this pretty prick stuck up in them."

"I don't want them."

"I know, baby," she cooed.

"I want you!"

David was slobbering on the woman's tits. Her purring sounds told him that she liked what he was doing as he ran his tongue from one hard nipple-capped tit-globe to the other.

"Mmmmmmm, David!" she moaned.

"That's so nice, baby! Kiss my titties! Kiss 'em nice!"

The older man was doing what he had been dreaming about for months. He sat in church every Sunday with a hard-on, always afraid that he would have to stand sometime in front of the camera or the members with a huge tent in his pants. Now, he didn't need to worry about that. His cock was free of his trousers. Naked, and it was in the soft hands of the sweet-faced preacher's wife.

She was gently caressing his stiff cock and cupping his balls as he kneeled at her side. His mouth rode over the beauty of her tits as he sucked a nipple between his teeth and gently scraped over the tender bud. Sensing that she liked what he was doing, David used his sharp teeth in a very careful pinching manner over the tips of her rubbery nipples. He bit again.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned. "He's nice and hard, baby. Are you gonna put it in me? How are you going to fuck me now, David? God! Tel me! I need it. Fuck me! Please! My pussy is so hot! Put your cock in me! Fuck me!"

Running his tongue back down between her giant tits, the elder ignored her pleas. He had lusted over this pair of beautiful big tits for a long time, and he was going to enjoy them now that he had the chance.

"I will, Angel," he whispered.

"When?"

"Soon, honey. As soon as I have your titties all nice and wet then I'm gonna fuck you."

"Ooooh, goodie!"

"Are you thinking what I think you are?" George asked as he watched.

"Yeah," David said, pushing her mounds of tits so hard that the two nipples almost touched. "I'm going to fuck her tits. These beautiful big tits."

"Jesus!" she gasped as she felt her body shimmering just at the thought of that naughty way of fucking that David was suggesting. "How?"

David smiled. His tongue was circling both nipples. Her hard nipples were full of goosebumps of pleasure from his licking. He sucked both nipples into his mouth at the same time. She groaned, unable to keep her ass still as his nibbling teeth scraped over both sensitive buds.

"You just lie there," he said. "When I get you ready, I'll put my cock up between your tits. All you have to do is to shove them all around my prick, and I'll tit-fuck you."

"That sounds neat!" She giggled. "I've never even heard of doing it like this, baby."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Shit, no!" she gasped as his teeth nipped sharply on one of her sensitive nipples. "I love the idea. I just meant that it was kinky. I'm learning to love kinky things. I want you guys to do everything to me. Fuck me every way you, want! I'm ready for whatever you want! God, am I ready!"

"Good," he said. "Because it's time for you to wet me down with that prick-licking tongue of yours."

"Bring it up here, baby," she cooed, licking her lips to get them wet for his hard-on. "There's nothing better than licking on a man's hard prick."

Rolling anxiously as she couldn't wait for him to get his cock up to her mouth, the preacher's wife lowered her mouth to the head of his swollen cock. She took both of her hands and squeezed. A shiny drop of pre-cum appeared at the tip of his piss-slit.

"Wait!" he ordered as her tongue slipped out and started up the shaft of his throbbing hard-on.

"Why, baby?" she cooed. "You saw me swallow George's load. I love licking up a juicy cock. Let me show you."

"You're gonna get plenty of cum Angel," he panted. "But we need that juice to make your tits nice and slippery."

With her lower lip pouting, the horny wife went along with the elder. She milked out a gooey drop of his dripping cock-oil, transferring it with her finger to the inner curves of her luscious firm tits. She looked up into his eyes lovingly.

"Can I suck him now?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Please, Elder Carson. Let me suck you. Let me wrap my lips around your big hard cock."

"Yes!" he hissed.

"Ooooh, baby!" she groaned, her body undulating. "I love this. I love your cock. All of you. God, I just love cock!"

Reverend Stewart had never seen anything as depraved as this in his life. He shivered as his wife's sweet tongue licked all over the man's swollen prick. It was awful, and he kept telling himself how disgusting the scene was, but he wasn't able to tear his eyes away from the wild look on his wife's face. Even as he told himself how sinful they all were, he was beginning to feel the effects of the naughty sight of his wife taking on the three men. She was taking that boner into her mouth, something Angelica had never done for him. The sight excited him.

David climbed up on top of the big-titted preacher's wife. She helped guide his hard cock into position between her giant melon-like tits. The hot hunk of cock-meat rested on her warm skin as she reached for her firm tit-globes. She pushed her tits in over his shiny prick, seeing the delicious shaft disappearing as her tits surrounded it in a smothering warmth.

"Push 'em in hard!" he groaned.

"Like this?"

"Ooooh, just like that!" he gasped as the incredible feel of her firm tits engulfed his meaty thickness. "I've wanted to do this with a girl like you for years, Angel. This is a thrill for me. Thank you. Ooooh, God! Thank you! Thank you for answering my prayers!"

Angelica's tits formed a tit-tunnel for the elder to fuck. As he directed her on what to do, she pushed in harder and let her fingers slip into the tight gash to push down on the top of his hard-stroking prick. The cock sliding through the deep valley she was making with her hands was sending some wonderful feelings to her pulsing pussy. The thickness sliding back and forth between her big firm tits was something that she didn't think would make her this horny – but it was. Watching the swollen head sliding in and out as he stroked was so naughty. Each stroke would stretch the skin on his boner, making the little slit of his piss-hole open wide. She could see the shiny pre-cum as it dripped down between her tit-mounds. The man's heavy balls were dragging on her belly, feeling as if they contained enough cum to drown her.

"When you come," she asked, her voice trembling from the lewd passions she was feeling, "what should I do?"

"You want to take it in your mouth, darling?" he asked, feeling her voluptuous young body writhing. "If you do, I'll warn you when I'm close."

"Could you shoot it up on my face?" she begged. "God, David! Will you squirt it on my face?"

"Is that what you want?"

"Oooooh, God, yes!" she hissed, eagerly writhing through a minor orgasm as her baby soft tits caressed his hard cock. "Yes! That's what I want. Cum! I want to feel cum shooting up all over me! Shower me with it!"

Reverend Stewart looked at the two men not actively involved with his fucking wife, at least not right then. They were both moving toward the bed again. Two hard-ons stuck out from their waists. One was a huge thing that couldn't possibly belong to a man. The preacher realized that Jake was the one who had just finished fucking Angelica's tight pussy. She had taken all of that cock inside her belly!

The two men weren't the only ones with a hard-on. As he watched his wife being thrilled, the preacher's cock was getting harder and harder by the second. He saw his wife's big lovely tits being fucked by the head elder in his church while two other men moved up by her face on each side. They started jacking off, pointing their hard pricks toward her lust twisted face as they got ready to give her what she was begging for.

Angelica was going wild. She turned her head, licking each man's balls. The lust so obvious on her pretty features.

"Mmmmmmmmm!" she groaned. "Yes! Oooooh. God, yes!"

The preacher had never seen his innocent little wife displaying this much lust. She had always taken his advances as a good wife should, letting him get on top and do all of the fucking. This was a different woman he was seeing. An exciting woman. A brazen, cock-loving creature. He couldn't take his eyes off her as she licked and pushed her bruised tits over David's straining hard-on.

"No," he whispered. "No, I won't give in to temptation. Get thee behind me, Satan!"

The hot girl under David pushed her firm tits tighter around his hard stroking cock as he watched her licking Jake's balls. David tit-fucked her, stroking his raging hard-on back and forth between the most exciting pair of tits he had ever seen. Her creamy white tit-mounds were slippery with his pre-cum.

Angelica didn't know where to look. She had a cock pressing against her titties, and one pointing at her face from each side. She tried to give them all a lick, even the one tit-fucking her marvelous tit-melons. She had to crane her neck almost to the point of breaking, but she got her sweet tongue on the purple-headed cock that David was shoving between her tits. She felt his balls drawing up in the hairy sac rubbing on her sensitive belly. He was going to come.

"Ooooh, God!" she cried, looking back and forth between the other two men. "He's gonna come! Please! You've got to shoot off with him! I want to feel you all creaming on my face! Ooooh, God!"

"Just a little more!" David groaned.

"Yes!" she screamed.

Taking advantage of the older man pushing in on her giant titties, she pulled her hands free. David took over, cupping her lush mounds of tit-flesh and pressing them all around his ready-to-explode boner.

With a cry of delight, Angelica reached up and took over the job of jacking off George and the huge-cocked Jake. Her fingers flew over the two cocks, a thumb running over each guy's piss-slit to get the maximum pressure that she could on each man's throbbing cock. She wanted them to all come at once. A huge shower of hot jism. All of it directed at her face.

"Oooooh, Jesus!" she gasped. "They're everywhere! Cocks! Lovely hard cocks!"

His fingers digging into the creamy white firmness of the young woman's tits, David wasn't thinking about how hard he was gripping her tits. All he was worrying about was his orgasm, and about getting off. He was crushing down with his hands, making her tit-tunnel so tight that his slick hard-on had to fight to stroke between them.

The two men kneeling on the bed were panting as loudly as David now.

She licked her lips, wanting the shower of cum to begin. Her hands were flying up and down, her sweet voice mewling out in little gasps as each cock throbbed and jerked as they got closer and closer to giving her the gushing flow of creamy juice that she wanted. Her fist moved faster on Jake's huge cock, sensing that he was the furthest from orgasm. Her lips sucked on George's balls, bringing him to the point of no return and holding him there. The wetness running down the front of Jake's huge cock was making her fist all slick as she fondled him. David was doing fine, his face showing the flushed look of a man almost there. A man doing something that he had always dreamed of. Angelica groaned.

"Yes!" she hissed again. "Come! Oooooh, baby! Come for me! Let me see it! Shoot your pretty hot cum up all over my face, guys! Ooooh! Ooooh! Yes!"

Both men were now fucking her fists as she tightened her grip pound their cock-meat. She pounded faster with her hands, suddenly worried when she saw David's gaping piss-slit start to ooze cum. She moved her hands on the slippery heads of the two pricks, jerking them off passionately. The pre-cum was making it all me and slick and hot for her. She had them right on the fucking edge.

"Show me!" she sobbed. "Show me your cum, baby! Ooooh! I'm gonna make it again! Now! Ooooh, God! I'm comin'! I'm coming so fucking nice! Now!"

Angelica watched all three pricks with her dark eyes flashing with heat. She saw them struggling, wanting to blast off. No one wanted to be first. It couldn't last. The cock between her sore titties fucked faster. David's cock throbbed powerfully, the hot cum from way down deep inside his balls gushing out in an arching spurt that jetted up toward her face.

"Angel!" he cried as the long-awaited burst of emotion finally arrived.

"Oooooooh, yes!" she screamed as the first drop landed on her face. "Come! Oooooh, come hard for me!"

"I am, darling!" he groaned. "I'm coming for you, Angel! I'm coming all over you!"

"Fuck!" the evangelist's wife shouted as the real force of his cum jerked up between her melon-like tits. "Give it to me! Give me your cum! Ooooooh, God!"

The evangelist in the hallway grabbed his stiff cock. He was panting with desire. His beautiful young wife had never been this hot for him. Except for two nights ago when she had come to bed in that lewd baby-doll outfit. Now, he wished that he hadn't been so curt with her and ruined that evening. He should be the one playing with that pair of luscious-looking tits, not Elder Carson.

With the sound of a grunt of pleasure coming from George, his cock jerked. His knees weakened as her hand rippled up and down over his raging hard-on. Jake saw the other elder blasting out a huge load of creamy white liquid. Angelica raised her innocent face. That did it. Jake arched his back, groaning. He was coming. They were all coming.

"Here's your cum, Angel!" Jake shouted. "Take it! I'm going to cum all over your pretty face, you beautiful bitch! Take it! Take it all!"

"Mmmmmmmm!"

"Jesus!" Jake gasped. "All over her face. Look at it! She loves it!"

"Ooooooh, I do!" she moaned. "More! Give me more! Oooooh, God, I love cum!"

Angelica's right hand didn't stop when the first drops of cum landed on her upturned face. She kept her firm gripping fist moving up and down on George's cock. His third jetting stream was his last. The other two men were still pumping their final drops of ball-juice on her body.

"Jesus!" George sighed.

"Oooooh, my Lord!" she sobbed, another wad of creamy cum landing on her cheek and streaming down in a trailing jet across her chin in a drooling wet tingle.

She opened her mouth as the other men eagerly filled it with cum. She caught some of it, tasting the different flavor of each man as she lapped up some of the juicy flow. She rolled the slimy cream around on her tongue, swallowing, as she looked up at the three fascinated faces above her. A smile split her features as her fingers started scooping up the spent juicy loads.

"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned softly.

With her lust-twisted face getting coated with hot cum, the young woman squirmed through one last orgasm. Each drop landed in a splattering sound, the erotic noise adding to her passion-filled moment.

Out in the hall, the preacher was back in shock. His own cock was jerking, wanting desperately to join the three jetting cocks as the other men started squirting up on his wife's lovely face and neck and tits. It really was like a shower of cum. The three men gushed and groaned as they emptied their loads. By the time they were finished, Angelica was covered with streams of slimy white jism that was running wetly down over her skin.

Leaning forward, pulling the two jerking tubes of lovely cock-flesh with her, the preacher's wife rubbed all three pricks on her cum-covered face.

The man watching from the hallway lost sight of his wife's face as she was surrounded by the three men. He moved forward, still grabbing his stiff prick through his pants. On the front of his pair of pants, a wet spot was appearing from the wet liquid dripping from his piss-slit.

Wanting to see the expression on his lovely wife's face, the preacher leaned too heavily on the bedroom door. The open door wouldn't take his weight. It opened on well-oiled hinges.

His feet tangled, Reverend Stewart tumbled into the bedroom and fell to the floor in a heap.

Weak with pleasure, Angelica was gently nuzzling against the cocks as she felt warm cum dripping down over her face. She had a pearl necklace of jism ringing her neck. Between her titties, a trail of love-juice led back to the man's cock that had introduced her to the thrill of tit-fucking.

The sound of the door crashing open and the sight of her husband stumbling through it was enough to make her draw in a hissing breath of surprise. It did even more to the three elders.

"Shit!" Jake hissed.

Jerking to his feet, Reverend Stewart was embarrassed and angry.

The surprised look on Angelica's face changed as he stood up. She glanced down, seeing his shame in the tent throbbing at his pants. She knew. Then she slowly licked off a glob of still-warm cum from her wrist.

Reverend Stewart raised his hand, pointing to the naked bodies on the bed. "Woe be unto you all! You have let your lusts eat away at your souls! Sinners! You're all sinners! You'll all burn in hell!"

Grinning wickedly, Angelica giggled.

Everyone looked at the pretty woman covered with cum in the middle of the bed. Her giggling was contagious. In seconds, all three of the men were fighting back snickers.

Turning in a huff, the preacher ran down the hall and out the front door. Suddenly, the room was very quiet.

Someone was blocking Fawn's view of the important action.

Running around to the back door, Fawn slipped through the unlocked door. She was at the open bedroom door in seconds, again peeking at the fucking pair. She hadn't missed anything.

Reed was still on his back, looking totally turned on by the huge-titted wife of the preacher as she played with his raging boner. Just as Fawn started peeking again, Angelica moved higher over the aroused young man.

"I want him in me!" she moaned. "Fuck me, Reed! I want to feel your nice hard cock inside my pussy! Fuck me!"

"God!" he groaned as she spread her legs wider and started to crawl up over him. He couldn't keep his hands off her tits. He weighed the heavy globes, feeling her nipples poking into his hands as he squeezed her giant tits.

Fawn quivered as she saw Angelica pointing her boyfriend's cock up toward the brunette haired pussy. Fawn should be getting fucked, not the preacher's wife. It wasn't fair. She was so horny and wet, too. It wasn't fair at all!

Angelica quickly straddled his loins. Her hands went to his hairless chest, bracing for what she wanted so badly. She fumbled a little before centering his throbbing cock in her hot pussy. Lowering the hot slick channel of her cunt down toward his erect cock-shaft, she trembled wildly. He reached up, cupping both of her big soft tits, helping her stay perfectly centered as she eased down slowly on his pole-like prick.

"Ooooooh, baby!" the preacher's wife sobbed when she felt his hard prick-knob touching her cunt-flesh.

Reed arched his back, driving his swollen prick up into the silky tightness of the big-titted brunette over him. He felt her dropping down, wrapping her steaming fuck-hole over his steel-like cock. Her pussy was scorching hot and delightfully juicy. Her cunt softened up inside as she sank deeper and deeper down around his hardness. He started fucking up into her as she leaned forward. Her nipples were brushing his lips, inviting him to bite and suck at them.

"Mmmmmmmm! Yes! Fuck me, baby! Oooooh, this is the way to live! Nice and hard up in my hot pussy!"

The horny little blonde was almost whimpering with her own built-up passions. She stood openly in the doorway, knowing that they were too occupied to notice her. The young girl had her right hand up under her long dress, cupping the lightly furred patch of pussy-hair between her legs. Her panties were down around one leg.

"Fuck it to me!"

Pushing Angelica upright, Reed took his hands from her hips and cupped the perfect pair of tits on her chest. The glorious sensations she was feeling inside her fiery pussy got even better as she began sliding her juicy cunt up and down over his thrilling prick. The heavy fullness of her tits filled his hands.

"Oooooooh, Jesus!" she hissed.

Glancing down to where his cock was slipping into the hot pussy of the preacher's wife, Reed was in awe. He could see the sweet lips of her cunt gobbling up his hard-on. She was so hot and juicy. Angelica's slithering fuck-hole was working up and down slowly, milking his sensitive cock as wild tremors of passion shook her lovely body. She was gobbling him up alive.

"You like this, Sister?" he panted.

"Oooooh, yes!"

"You like me fucking you, Angel?" His hands clamped down on her aching nipples.

"I love it, baby!" she sobbed.

Fawn slipped her hand up to her titties as she watched her fiance fucking another woman. They were both whimpering now, close to exploding into orgasm. If her feelings kept going like they were, Fawn would quickly be coming, too.

Spurred on by the feel of Angelica's fiery pussy gobbling up his hard-on, Reed began slamming his hips up once more. He was pounding her now. Pounding her hard and fast and deep. Savagely fucking the preacher's wife, the young man drove his steel-hard prick into her sensuously swirling pussy. Her eyes snapped open as she arched her back.

"Give it to me!" she screamed. "Cum! Let me feel your cum shooting up inside me, baby!"

Angelica's bedroom eyes rolled up as she crashed through the boundaries of the wild climax. His face was just as twisted by the lust they were both feeling. The young girl watching knew that both of the fucking pair was bucking and thrashing as Reed got ready to fill the preacher's wife with his hot load.

"I'm comin', baby!" Angelica whimpered. He just fucked faster and harder up into the big-titted woman's hot pussy.

Fawn lurched, breathless in the heat of the wonderful moment as she watched her fiance fucking the preacher's wife. Fawn's fingers were working on the swollen bud of her clit, bringing on her own orgasm as the fascinating fuck ended.

As her body-shaking orgasm continued, Angelica felt the young man tensing. He was coming. Oooh, was he coming! The hot gushing flood of cum splattered into her climaxing fuck.

CHAPTER EIGHT

"That did it," David said, breaking the long silence as he heard the door slamming.

"Shit," Jake sighed.

"I don't think we're going to be elders of this church much longer, gentlemen," David said, still sitting on the big-titted woman's chest as he released his gripping fingers from where they were buried deeply in her luscious tit-flesh.

Angelica giggled again, her body-wracking laughter making her sore tits jiggle. She noticed that even in all of this trouble, the three men still looked at her voluptuous young body with lust in their eyes.

"This is serious, Angel," David said. "We're really in trouble this time."

"I don't think so," she cooed, again reaching out to caress each man's empty balls and drooping cocks.

"Why?" Jake asked desperately.

"You didn't see it?" she asked.

"What?"

"Robert had a hard-on the size of a baseball bat!" she laughed. "He must have been watching. That's why he fell into the room. He was peeking at us through the door."

"That doesn't change the fact that he caught us all bare-ass naked," Jake pointed out as she caressed his soft prick. "You having cum all over your face didn't help any, either."

They all laughed at the fix they found themselves in.

Angelica smiled.

The mid-afternoon service started in less than twenty minutes, but the big-titted preacher's wife was ready when her husband walked up to the podium. She was in a very high-cut dress, showing nothing of the lush body under the dark material. Over in the row of elders, three very nervous faces stared straight ahead as the music ended.

"We have a change in today's sermon," the preacher said as he heard a noise coming from behind him.

Turning, the preacher saw the young cameraman kneeling out of the view of the audience. As he stared, he saw his wife smile and nod. Confused, he started to pick up his planned sermon on infidelity in marriage, but he felt a strange sensation at his crotch.

The evangelist couldn't get the picture of his wife lying naked between the three men as they all squirted their spunk up on her face. His cock was as hard as a candlestick as he stood behind the big podium. He had to carry his notes in front of his crotch to hide his embarrassment as he walked out to start the services.

The sensation he was feeling was nice. Very nice. It was as if there was a warm breeze running up and down over the bulge in his pants. He looked down as the feelings suddenly became real. What he saw shocked him into silence.

"Hi, Preacher," little Fawn whispered as she rubbed her hand on the hard bulge in the man's pants.

Raising her hand in the signal they had agreed to, Angelica beckoned to the two construction men peeking out of the storage room. They were pulling out the cord to the microphone in front of Robert. She watched for a second as little Fawn pulled down her husband's zipper and dragged out his raging hard-on before he could stop her.

"Oooooh!" moaned the hot little blonde girl, no longer worrying about being heard. "Angel said that you'd be nice and hard for me. She was right. It's a beauty, Preacher! All nice and big and stiff!"

Angelica took control of the situation.

"We seem to be having a technical problem," she said in a loud voice as she stood at her husband's side. "Would the choir please sing while we straighten it out. Elder Carson, would you assist us? The microphone seems to be out of order."

"Oooooh, nooooo!" Reverend Stewart groaned as the girl licked right up the throbbing length of his exposed hard-on.

"Smile for the camera," Angelica whispered as she heard the sounds of a well-trained choir singing loud enough to mask any sounds that they might make for the next few minutes.

Jerking his head to the side, Robert saw that Brad, the cameraman, was training the long lens of the video camera directly at where young Fawn was circling his cock with her wonderful tongue. He fought to keep his face calm, the raging fires burning inside his body making that task very difficult.

Elder Carson came up, working in front of the podium as if he was fixing something loose on the microphone cord. He blocked the view of the members on that side of the podium.

"Oooooh." Robert groaned again.

"Why, you naughty boy!" Angelica giggled. "I thought that you didn't approve of this sort of wicked, sinful activity. Letting some young girl suck on your big cock, baby. Tsk, tsk, tsk! Shame!"

The honey-mouthed blonde girl was doing everything that she could with her mouth and lips and teeth. She knew that her marriage in the church depended on her cocksucking ability. She had to he good. A good cocksucker. She was. The hot cocksucking bride to be stuck out her tongue and started licking his meaty thickness. She could feel it jerking deep inside the pretty tube of cock-meat. He liked what she was doing.

"She's good at that, isn't she, Robert?" Angelica cooed as she watched her man getting his first blowjob from the gobbling blonde girl. "I showed her a few tricks. You like 'em? I wanted to be the one to suck on your prick first, but you stopped me the other night when I tried."

"I didn't understand," he gasped.

"Yes, baby," she said softly. "Let go. Enjoy it. There's nothing wrong with admitting that it feels good. Fawn loves sucking cock almost as much as I do. Yes, Robert. I do it too. You're gonna enjoy this. She's going to let you shoot your cum right down her throat."

"No!" he gasped, hanging onto the wooden podium as Angelica blocked his body from the view of the people sitting in the church. "Oooooh, Christ! No! I won't do it! I won't!"

"Mmmmmmm!" Fawn moaned as she tasted his leaking juices.

"Ooooh, yes, you will!" Angelica cooed as she watched Fawn getting turned on by giving this exciting blowjob in the middle of the church services. "I know you, Robert. I know when you're getting ready to get off. You're close already. I can see it in your eyes. This pretty little cocksucker is going to get you come, isn't she? She's going to blow you until you cream for her."

"Why?" he begged.

"To make you loosen up," she said, her voice showing the love she still felt for him. "I remember the real Robert. I loved that man. What happened to him? What happened to the man who fucked me three times on our wedding night? God. My pussy was sore for a week, but I loved it!"

"N-no!" he gasped.

"Let it go, baby!" she moaned, moving closer to see the blowjob that the people in the crowd couldn't see. "You'll feel so much better. Let it go!"

Little Fawn opened her mouth and sucked half of the preacher's cock. She closed her lips around the burning length of his boner, using her tongue like she had learned on her boyfriend's jerking hard-on. It worked just as well with this older man. He seemed even more excited as she pressed at his cock with her swirling tongue. She started sucking faster on his meaty prick, knowing from her times on her knees that he wouldn't last long once she started tasting pre-cum. He was really leaking now, getting closer and closer.

Reverend Stewart couldn't stop the groan that escaped his lips as he felt his cock pushing into a girl's mouth for the first time. Her little hand was gripping the parts that she couldn't stuff into her sucking warmth. He had secretly wanted his wife to do this dirty act for him, but he knew that she would never dream of doing something so disgusting. Never. Of course, that was before he had seen her swallowing one man's cum, and then getting a bath of jism straight from the pump from a group of men.

"It's nice, baby!" his wife cooed as she saw his face reddening. "Suck him off, Fawn. Use that tongue, honey. Just like I showed you."

"Oooooh!" groaned the preacher, giving in to the feelings that were coursing through his body as his hips moved forward to drive more of his cock into the cocksucking girl's mouth as she swirled around his swollen boner.

"Yes!" Angelica hissed, her body as hot as if she was the girl on her knees with his prick in her mouth. "Join us, Robert. We could have so much fun together. Let it go. Do it! Come in her mouth, baby! Ooooh, yes! Let it go, Preacher!"

Reverend Stewart struggled not to let his face show just how excited and aroused this was making him. He looked down, acting as if he was just talking to his wife about the problem with the microphone.

Little Fawn was steadily building his lust as she sucked faster and harder over his steel-like prick.

"Nooooo!" he groaned softly.

His face flushed even redder as Angelica watched. His eyes were getting that glazed look of pure lust as his horniness took over from his shock.

"Hurry, Preacher!" Fawn whispered frantically as she jerked her mouth free for a few quick seconds of hand action over the shiny tube of his cock-meat. "They're almost done with the song. You've got to hurry! Come! Ooooh, please! Come!"

Fawn's flicking sweet tongue was all over his pounding prick. She sucked, running her lips up and down in a heavenly passion that was drawing the cum up from his balls. The juice seeping out of his piss-slit was melting all over her tongue, exciting the young cocksucker tremendously. Being under the podium in front of the entire church was so exciting for little Fawn. She had had dreams of getting fucked in front of a crowd. This was almost as good.

The preacher was also excited by having his super-stiff prick inside the young girl's mouth in this public way. He looked into his wife's beautiful bedroom eyes, seeing the heat building in her gaze as she licked her lips suggestively. He was now openly thrusting his hips, gliding his swollen hard-on back and forth, in and out of the wet hot mouth working over his hardness. The strokes were short and swift. Fawn's hand was cupping his cum-filled nuts, squeezing them with just enough force to help him get off in a big hurry.

Fawn felt his tasty cock swelling and jerking harder as she held it between her soft lips. She was tongue-lashing his frenzied prick, using that pink tongue of hers as sensuously as she could. Her tongue raced up and down from his leaking piss-slit down to his balls before she sucked him back into her mouth. For the first time, she felt a man's prick-head brushing at the back of her throat. Like Angelica had said, the blonde teenager could do a deep-throat if she got hot enough. Fawn was hot enough. She opened wide. She pressed on. His cock slipped in deeper. She groaned.

"Ooooh, God!" the preacher groaned.

"Yes, baby!" Angelica cooed. "Give in, Robert! It'll feel so nice! Come in the little girl's mouth!"

Reverend Stewart wanted to grab the back of the teenager's head as he felt his orgasm getting closer. He couldn't. Not with the entire church full of people looking up at they listened to the choir. If it wasn't for the elder and his wife blocking their view, his lust-filled face would have given him away by now. His cock jerked in Fawn's mouth as he shoved it forward again. She was moaning louder as she sucked him off.

"He's gonna come, Fawn!" Angelica whispered as she saw his eyes rolling up in his head. "I can see it in his eyes! He's right on the edge!"

Using all of her experience, plus what the preacher's wife had told her about sucking cock, Fawn went for the fantastic finish. She rolled her tongue on the inch or so just under his piss slit, urging him on with her hands on his tightening balls. Sucking harder, she felt his cock jerk. The tube running through the center of the tasty hunk of cock-meat was trembling as she ran her tongue up and down over it. This was it. She tasted the first drop of his cum. Moving in perfect time with his orgasm, she deep-throated his cock once more. His spurting flow splashed over her tongue.

With a grunting cry, he came in a huge rush. "Uuuuuugggh!" he grunted, his head down in his hand as if he was praying. "Ooooooh! Ooooh! Oooooooh!"

The hot cum-juice raced out of his piss-slit and splashed into little Fawn's mouth. Her own orgasm was making her groan around her mouthful of hot cock as she got him off. She swallowed. He just kept coming. The sweet young girl thought she was going to die. Her throat worked to clutch the slimy load of jism, taking the thick rich cum as quickly as he could shoot the creamy shit over her lapping tongue. She clung to the older man, her shuddering against his legs showing him how much she was getting out of the naughty blowjob.

Looking down as his hot load blasted into Fawn's mouth, Reverend Stewart saw a sight he thought he would never see. The young girl's cheeks were bulging with jism, a trickle dribbling down from the corners as she tried to take it all. She gobbled up his cum as fast as he pumped it into her mouth, shivering against his legs in total ecstasy. His boiling cum-load went on and on and on. Not fucking his wife had been a problem for both of them. He hadn't come in almost two weeks. He had so much built-up cum in his balls that they ached.

Nothing had ever felt as wonderful as this blowjob. The preacher leaned heavily on the podium. His entire world right now was the sweet feel of her mouth sucking on his bursting boner.

Slumping in a heap under the podium, Fawn was totally spent. She smiled weakly at her preacher, very happy to have pleased him so much. His answering grin told her that everything was going to be okay.

"Zip up, Robert," Angelica whispered as she helped steady him through the aftershocks of the blowjob. "I think the trouble with the microphone is about to be fixed. You're on in about ten seconds."

"Jesus, Angel," he answered her in a low voice. "Now what am I going to do?"

"If you can't beat us, then you better join in with the fun, don't you think?"

CHAPTER NINE

The service was finally over. For the first time since way back when he started preaching, Robert didn't have his mind on the sermon. He got through it, but with none of his usual vigor. The preacher could still feel the wonderful sensation of the little girl's lips on his spurting cock as he filled her mouth with his cum. Shaking the last hand in the long line as the building emptied, he looked into the eyes of his wife as she stood at his side.

"Nice sermon, Preacher," Angelica teased. "Think you're up to giving your wife a little private ministry?"

"Angelica…"

"No, honey," she cooed. "I'm Angel when no one else is around from now on. Remember? You saw the real me before church today. Come with me, Preacher."

Taking the man's hand, the luscious young woman led him quickly back to their house, and into the bedroom. She stripped off her dress, showing the startled man her totally naked body.

"This is me," she whispered. "The real me. Don't you love me anymore?"

"Of course I-I do," he stammered.

"Then why doesn't your cock get hard when I'm around?" She knelt in front of the preacher.

"I, uhhh…"

"It was all hard for little Fawn," she went on. "Should I go and get her? Would you like to have her for a wife instead of me, Reverend Stewart?"

"No, Angelica! You've got me so confused, I don't know what's happening to me."

"Show me," she urged, brazenly crawling closer to him. "Show me that you still love me, Robert."

It took her only a few seconds of begging and helping to get her husband naked. His cock was rock-hard again, his prick bobbing up and down.

Angelica squeezed his cock. She leaned over, kissing the swollen head as she looked up into the eyes of her husband. She could taste the dried cum from the earlier blowjob.

"Prove it to me!" she moaned again. "I do love you!" he sobbed. "Prove it!" she groaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me, Robert!"

"I will!" he snarled. "I'll fuck you!" She melted, feeling his strong arms as he picked her up and crushed her naked frame to his. Her tongue found his parting lips as her big soft tits pressed into his hairy chest.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned as she broke the fiery french kiss. "I want you to really prove it, darling. I want you to do something special for me."

"What?"

"Fuck me."

"I will."

"Fuck me up my ass."

"Ooooh, my God!" he gasped. "Yes, baby!" she cooed. Twisting from his embrace, she rolled over and leaned over the bed. Her stiff-legged stance was thrusting her creamy ass up toward him defiantly. She reached around with one hand and cupped one cheek of her ass. She stretched apart her asscheeks, exposing the puckered brown circle of her shitter for the man she loved.

"Jesus!" he gasped.

The view that Angelica was giving him was awesome for a man not used to this sort of lewd behavior. He saw his wife's puckered asshole. The soft curls of her pussy-hair rose up from underneath the naughty-looking brownie. Her fingertips circled the edges of her asshole.

"I want to have you up my ass, baby," she said, her soft voice carrying a hint of fearful quiver. "I want you to fuck my asshole. Right up inside my tight little asshole, Robert. Fuck me like you never did, before."

"God, Angelica!"

"Let's make a new staff, darling," she cooed, looking back over her shoulder into his startled eyes. "Pretend that this is our first time. I'm a virgin in the ass. Break me, Preacher. Break in my tight little shitter like you did my hot pussy!"

"Oooooh, little one!" he whispered, seeing the love in her eyes as she bared her soul to him. "I'd like that, Angelica. I'd like to have you love me again."

"Me, too!" she squealed.

Robert caressed her trembling ass.

She fell forward on the bed, her big tits pushing into the bedspread. Her hands spread both cheeks of her ass, giving him a look at her wet pussy and creamy tight asshole.

"Look at me, Robert!" she whined.

"It's beautiful!"

"You know how tight my cunt is. When you popped my cherry, it was even tighter. My asshole is like that, baby. Nice and tight and hot for you."

Glistening cunt-juices coated her inner thighs as he looked at the naughty sight. He gripped her hips. She scooted back toward him, wiggling her ass.

"What can I use to make you slippery?" he gasped, knowing that his cock would hurt Angelica if he just rammed his stiffened cock home in her hot virgin ass.

"Play with my pussy!" she begged. "I feel so wet. Rub your fingers on my hot pussy, then open my ass."

As his middle finger slipped into the swampy wetness of her pussy, Robert felt the soft sucking of her inner fuck-muscles at work. It had been too long since he had done this with Angelica. His finger trailed up, circling her brown shitter. Her moans slowly grew louder. Becoming very eager, he slid his finger up through the clenching crack of her ass.

"Ooooooh, baby!" she groaned, mewling and squirming around on the bed as he teased her asshole. "Put it in me! Finger-fuck my ass, Preacher!"

The evangelist drove his stiffened finger up into her asshole. The slippery juices from her cunt made it slick. Her tightness made it wonderful. Four times he did the same thing, dipping in to wet his finger in her cunt, then ramming it deep within the gut-wrenching tightness of her asshole. On the fifth time, he used two fingers to widen the still-resisting tightness of her ass.

Angelica was on fire. She mewled, seeing the fiery lust starting to show in his gaze.

"Fuck me!" she whispered. "Put it in me, baby! Put him up in my asshole!"

Robert nudged his cock-head against the quivering opening of his wife's ass. His hands parted the firm young cheeks of her ass. He had to dig into the slippery crack to get her tight ass rings to loosen and open. The tip of his rock-hard prick touched the small opening. As he rubbed it up and down, the slick drops of precum lathered her shitter. She was as ready as she would ever get.

"Ooooooh, Preacher!" she murmured. "Put that big hard thing up my ass. Ooooh, yes! Butt fuck me, baby! Show me how much you love me. Use that hard thing."

The man increased the pressure of his straining hard-on against her yielding asshole. He pushed harder. Her moaning increased. The rings of her ass stretched. It wasn't going to work. She was too tight.

Suddenly, his cock popped in.

She screamed as the stabbing pain of the first intrusion into her virgin shitter snapped her head back, tossing her long hair over her shoulders. "Easy, baby! It hurts! Ooooh, God! It hurts!"

After the initial wave of pain had passed, Angelica tried to relax and take her husband's cock up her rear. The cock pushing against her asshole was like the sensation of having to shit a log in reverse. She moaned, feeling her shitter muscles adjusting to the size of her man's hard-on. The more she loosened up, the deeper he slid into the buttery-slick depths of her backdoor hole.

"Me you all right, honey?" he asked.

"Oooooh, Preacher!" she sobbed. "It still hurts, but it hurts so fucking nice!"

"What should I do?"

"Fuck me!" she gasped.

"Angelica! It's so tight!"

"All for you, Robert! You're in me! You're in my fucking asshole!"

"Oooooh, darling!" he groaned. "I can feel your tight ass! God, I love it! I can't help it! It might be wrong, but I don't care!"

"Yes, baby!" she hissed. "Shove it in me! Fuck me up the ass, Robert! Ooooooh, fuck me!"

Angelica didn't know if she would like this naughty act, but she wanted to try it. Having one hole that had never been fucked was something that she was anxious to change. The wicked excitement of this sinful coupling with the man she loved was overpowering. He was grasping her soft hips, slowly fucking his cock in and out of her heavenly little guts.

The hot tightness of her squeezing shitter was beginning to work on the preacher.

"God, Robert!" she cried, grinding back at him. "I can really feel it up my ass, baby. It feels so big like this! So big and hard! Ooooooh, yes! Make it throb like that again!"

The preacher looked down, seeing how stretched the circle of his wife's asshole was around his hard-on. She had everything he could give her. Every inch of his hard cock was buried in the sweet tightness of her shitter. It was hot. So very hot and very, very tight. The slickness up inside her asshole was perfect, gripping around his throbbing boner so deliciously.

The preacher's wife purred as her husband started fucking in and out faster. He was driving that wonderful cock deeper into her asshole. She could feel every bit of the throbbing hardness, the thick shaft stretching her sensitive shitter as he reamed her out. The deeper he sank into her guts, the nicer it kit. She was full, full of nice hard cock-flesh.

Hearing voices that she had been expecting, Angelica twisted around to see the four people entering her bedroom. She had invited the young couple, Reed and Fawn. And, since he had been so much of a help, the preacher's wife had told Brother Brad to come over, too. He had brought his young girlfriend, Sherry, with him. Looking up, Angelica saw Sherry was all wide-eyed with passion already. It looked like the darling redhead was going to fit in with this little group of cock-loving women just fine.

Robert was too far into this first fuck of a woman's asshole to notice the people in his bedroom. It felt as if his cock was going to come out of Angelica's mouth on any stroke. His eyes were locked on the spot where her shitter was swallowing his raging boner. He felt the tickling of her hand as she reached under her slightly rounded belly to cup his balls.

"Ooooooh, yes!" she hissed, spurred on by the four young people silently stripping all around her. "You're so fucking big like this, Robert! Fuck me harder! Oooooh, God, yes! Fuck me to death, Preacher! Hard and fast! Fuck me! Fuck me! Jesus Christ, fuck me!"

Rocking back and forth from the power of her man's fucking thrusts, Angelica tried to get up on the balls other feet. She was bent over she foot of her bed, her other hand slipping down to give her clit a few delicious flicks across its swollen length. She spread her ass as wide as she could, letting the preacher pound his lovely hard-on deeper and faster and harder into her hairless asshole.

The preacher listened to the soft slapping sounds of his balls against her juicy pussy. On each stroke, he could feel her heat as his low hanging balls slapped against her moist cunt. Angelica was caressing his balls as she groaned again, her hand moving to squeeze over his aching balls.

"Oooooh, sweet Jesus!" she sobbed.

"Angel!" he sobbed.

"Yes, darling! You do love me, Preacher! Your cock is so fucking hard in my ass. Oooooh, baby! Fuck it! Rip my ass up with your big hard cock, Robert!"

She was humping her creamy white ass back at her husband as Robert moved his cock in small circles into her guts. The sweet softness of her asscheeks tortured his upper thighs. Her sobbing cries made his mind imagine the head of his throbbing prick driving into her belly. This was so sinful, but he loved it. He couldn't stop.

His wife's luscious young body was quivering with wild passion as he shoved and drove balls-deep in her tight asshole. She squeezed down tightly all around the base of his raging boner, feeling the flexing of her ass-rings as she felt an awesome, body-shaking orgasm.

His balls started drawing up in the hairy sac, all full of hot cum that he was ready to spill out into her ass. They were slapping on her furry pussy once more.

Angelica braced herself as his fucking rhythm picked up. She felt his hands digging into her ass.

"It's too tight!" he sobbed.

"No!" she screamed. "Don't try to stop it, Robert! I'm coming with you! Let it go! Squirt hard up in my asshole, baby. Squirt it hard!"

The preacher let out a low growl of excitement as the asshole he was reaming out went into spasms of delight around his raging hard-on.

"Ooooh, Jesus!" she hissed. "It feels so good up in my asshole, Robert! So fucking good!"

The preacher's wife felt her hot pussy clenching as she exploded into a mind-shattering orgasm. Her clit pulsated as his hand slipped around her hip to flick over the swollen button. Her asshole began to squeeze around his hardness, going out of control, milking and sucking at his hard cock, as she screamed.

"Oooooooh, God! I'm coming! Oooooh, baby! I'm coming. Fuck my ass, Robert! Do it! Come up in me! Please! Finish me off!"

"Here it comes!" he shouted.

"Up my ass!"

"Oooooh, yes!" he sobbed, pounding into Angel's body like a madman. "I'm creaming in your ass, Angelica! Take my cum, Angel! Right up your pretty ass!"

The preacher rammed his hard cock as deep up into the sweet tightness of his wife's climaxing asshole as he could. He shuddered, sending wads of thick cum-juice speeding into the depths of her shitter.

"Yes!" she screamed. "Do it to me! It burns! It burns so fucking good, baby!"

Sobbing in pure ecstasy as he jammed his cock in and out of her sore asshole, sending streams of jism that burned like fire, Angelica came in a series of climaxes. She slumped over the end of the bed, her entire body limp.

He wasn't through. He was still fucking her ass. The evangelist had a lot of cum built up in his balls. They were full to overflowing.

When that dam finally burst, it was as if he had an entire lake to shoot. He didn't just come, he drenched her tightly clenching shitter with his jizz. Each squirt of his jizz bringing on an animal-like scream from her as it hit deep inside Angelica's guts.

Angelica let herself go as he exploded inside her body. She felt her tight ass filling with his burning hot juices that were still spewing from his cock. His prick was like a steel bar inside her bruised shitter. He had hurt her. Hurt her the way she loved being hurt.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned as the hot length of his boner slid out until just the very rim of her cum-filled asshole was gripping his cock on his last stroke.

Angelica's mind was a buzz of passion as the last of his racing orgasm flooded into her asshole. His battering blows slowed as her ass gently milked the hardness of his cock. His cum was running back out of her overflowing asshole. She felt as if he had split her. The river of cum was running down over the aching outer lips of her soaking wet pussy.

Slowly, she heard noises that were filling the bedroom. The sounds confused her at first. Then she made them out. It was clapping. The young couples were applauding.

Smiling, Angelica turned her head. She was going to have a night that none of them would ever forget. Squirming to let him know it was time to pull out, Angelica felt his hardness slowly pulling out of her shitter. The last inch held on, not wanting to go. With a plopping sound, his cock was finally out of her body. She felt an aching need to have another cock fill that gaping hole, or any of her other holes.

"What's this?" Reverend Stewart asked, no longer shocked by anything that happened around his wife.

"I thought we might have a little party," she groaned, nodding to the others. "To celebrate. So I invited a few friends."

Watching his eyes, Angelica saw that he was checking out the new talent in the room. He might be a preacher, but the last hour had brought him back to being a man, too. She saw him staring at the naked body of the young girl who had sucked him off, seeing his approval as he stared at the young-looking teenager.

"You remember Sherry?" Angelica asked. "I introduced her to you at one of our tapings when she was visiting old Brother Brad with the big cock over there."

Turning his head, the preacher saw a woman who might give his wife a challenge in the tit department. The tall redhead was stunning. She returned his gaze, not turning away at all.

Capping both gently swaying mounds were nipples that had to be over an inch long. The girl gripped a cock. Robert saw that it wasn't Brad's cock, instead the red-headed girl was fondling Reed openly, her fingers curling around his hardness. She smiled, looking down to where Robert's cock was slowly drooping back to its soft state.

"Celebrate what?" he asked.

"Getting my husband back," Angelica said as she hugged him. "Now that I have you back, I don't mind sharing you with the other girls. I think that you owe Fawn a good fuck. She's got to be awful hot from giving you a blowjob in front of everybody. I'll bet that she could use a nice hard cock, about now."

"I don't think that I can do anything to help her right now," Robert replied. "I just fucked you, Angel. Nothing could get me up again this quick."

The young blonde girl and Angelica looked at each other and giggled.

"Now, where have we heard that before?" The preacher's wife laughed.

Content

Frank Masters
The evangelist_s wife

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE