Jane Fox: The preacher_s naughty flock

Gloria King was singing the church choir's new selection for Sunday when Joe's hand reached in behind the shower curtain and slid over her well-rounded ass. "Oh!" she squealed, turning around to face her grinning husband. "Joe, for heaven's sake! You scared me!"

Joe was still grinning when he reached for the faucet and shut it off. Then he lifted his wife in his arms, washrag and all, and carried her to the bedroom.

"Joe," Gloria protested, trying to sound stern. "We don't have time. I've got to be at the church at seven."

"There's plenty of time," Joe chuckled, depositing her on the bed. "You're all stripped and ready for action. I'm not going to sit around for three hours with my cock hard waiting for you to try to teach Luke Wellington's flock to sing."

"Oh, Joe…" Gloria protested weakly. Of course she wanted to get to choir practice on time but the sight of her husband's hard cock was enough to convince, her that it really wasn't necessary to be at the church on the dot of seven. The choir would start without her. If she objected now, Joe wouldn't stay home with his hard prick and wait for her. He'd go out and find some other woman who didn't have a time schedule. Keeping Joe home for the evening was much more important than arriving on time at the church.

"Well…" Gloria breathed. She stared at the stiff pole of Joe's powerful cock and her face flamed. Even though she knew that he played around on the side, she couldn't resist the excited tingles that rushed through her body when she thought of how wonderful it would feel when he pushed his stiff prick in her pussy.

"You win," Gloria giggled, holding out her arms. "You're a devil, Joseph King! You're a sexy devil and you know I can't resist you."

"That's just the way I want it," Joe chuckled, shedding his clothes and dropping them in a heap on the floor. "How do you want it, honey? Plain? Or fancy?"

"Fast," Gloria giggled. Her creamy, hot pussy quivered as Joe moved toward the bed and she couldn't help the admiring gasp she gave as he stood before her. Sometimes Joe was crude and uncouth but he never failed to excite her. Even now, after six years of marriage, her pussy still snapped and creamed heavily every time she stared at his big, hard cock.

"Give me a little lick, honey," Joe demanded, waving his huge prick in front of her mouth. "Get my cock all hot and slippery."

Gloria shuddered as her mouth opened obediently. She loved the taste of Joe's hard prick but she wished that he wouldn't put it quite that way. She certainly wasn't a prude. She couldn't have survived six years mated to Joe if she were prudish. She just wanted him to be a little more… well… delicate about what he wanted.

"Mmmmmmm," Gloria breathed, drinking in the hot masculine scent of her aroused husband. Her little pink tongue swirled out and touched the very tip of his cock, dancing lightly over the velvety, hot knob. Her pussy shivered in anticipation as her tongue teased lightly up and down the smooth, burning skin of his shaft.

"Yeah!" Joe gasped. His face turned red and his knees felt like jelly. Gloria could suck a cock better than any woman he'd met yet. Gloria was a super fuck and Joe didn't really know why he bothered chasing other women. Maybe one woman, no matter how sexy she was, just wasn't enough for Joe. At least that was the way it seemed to him. He needed the excitement of new women and the kicks he got out of variety. Maybe it wasn't right but Joe had a hell of a good time doing it.

"Mmmmmmm," Gloria sighed again, probing in Joe's swollen glanshole with the tip of her tongue. She loved the way he tasted, so salty and hot. She'd been shocked when he first suggested that she lick his cock but her shock had turned into joy in very short order. It made her feel naughty and sexy to run her heated tongue over his hard, pulsing cock. It gave her wicked little thrills that rippled right down to her pussy and made it quiver and cream in response.

"Suck it, honey," Joe gasped, breathing hard. "Suck my big, hard prick right down your throat."

Gloria winced a little as she heard his horny demand. If only he wouldn't use those lewd four-letter words, her enjoyment would be complete. She'd asked him once if he could be a little nicer but Joe had only chuckled lewdly. There was no changing him. He delighted in trying to shock her and now he said really crude things even though he knew she didn't like it. It seemed to give Joe a real kick every time he caught her wincing at his vocabulary.

In spite of the fact that Joe's vocabulary was downright obscene, Gloria felt her pussy flood with burning juices. He excited her no matter what he said. Right now her pussy was blazing and she felt weak all over, caught up in a lusty fire of passion. Her pussy mouth shivered delightfully and hot electric sparks flew through her quivering pussy tunnel as her soft lips nibbled at the tip of his big cock.

"Yeah," Joe urged. "Suck it good, baby. Swallow my big prick with those hot, squeezing lips of yours."

"Mmmmmmmmm!" Gloria breathed. She tried not to listen to Joe's nasty words as she wrapped her moist lips around the head of his prick. Her cheeks ballooned in and out as she sucked deeply and his hard cock hurtled forward, drawn into the boiling wetness of her mouth.

"Yeah!" Joe yelped, shoving his cock forward and jerking in excitement. Her mouth was like a blazing inferno, a simmering vat of liquid silk. Her lips squeezed him so tightly that he felt his balls tighten and give a warning jerk. She was really hot tonight and he didn't dare let her suck very long or his cock would explode before he had any real fun. Shooting off in her mouth was fun but Joe wanted more tonight. He wanted to fuck her sweet, shivering pussy and send her off to that damn church with a cunt full of prick cream. That way she wouldn't be able to forget him when she saw her dream man. Joe didn't understand why Gloria was so crazy about that paragon of virtue, Reverend Luke Wellington.

Joe would never admit it, but he was extremely jealous of the handsome minister. Joe didn't like religion or the prudish teachings of Christianity. He was beginning to resent the time Gloria spent at the church, in close conference with the reverend. Of course Joe knew that nothing was happening between Reverend Luke and Gloria. The minister was so straight he probably thought the only thing a cock was for was pissing. He didn't actually have to worry about Gloria when she was in the company of the handsome minister, but he didn't have to like it. He'd seen all the women in the church simper and cast seductive glances at Reverend Luke and the whole thing made Joe sick to his stomach. The ladies were wasting theft time on Reverend Luke. They ought to be flirting with him, where it'd do them some good.

There was only one woman who seemed immune to the reverend's handsome charms. That woman was the minister's wife, Judith. When the other women in the congregation were hanging on Reverend Luke's every word, Judith looked bored to tears. Even Gloria said she thought it was a shame that Judith Wellington yawned through most of her husband's fascinating sermons.

Thinking about Judith Wellington made Joe's cock jerk a little harder in the tight confines of Gloria's throat. She was really a good-looking lady… too lusty and attractive for the reverend. The few times that Joe had allowed himself to be dragged to church, he'd spent the whole time staring at Judith Wellington and his mind sure wasn't on the scriptures that Reverend Luke was spouting. Judith looked like she was dying for a good fuck and Joe decided that if he ever got the chance, he'd be the man to give it to her.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Gloria moaned, chewing ecstatically on Joe's huge, throbbing prick. She had no idea that thinking about Judith Wellington had made Joe's prick suddenly start to jerk. She sucked lustily and fluttered her hot tongue over the underside of Joe's swelling cock, half hoping that he'd shoot in her mouth and she could get to choir practice after all.