Frank Masters - The evangelist_s wife

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.

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."