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Valarie Warner was a beautiful, but cock crazy redhead of thirty-six. When she was eighteen, and at her parents' urging, Valarie had married Reverend Carl Warner who was ten years her senior. A year later, Valarie gave birth to their daughter, Tammy, who was now an exceptionally pretty teenaged blonde.

Valarie was a very sensuous young woman by nature, and was soon bored with the restrictive lifestyle of a minister's wife. In order to maintain her sanity as the years slowly dragged by, the beautiful redhead resorted to having a few discreet affairs with other men.

One morning while she was sitting in the kitchen sipping coffee, the woman was in an exceptionally horny mood. It had been several months since she'd had an affair, and her oozing cunt was crying out for a hard cock. She was just about to pour herself another cup when the doorbell rang.

Answering the door in the brief negligee she was wearing, Valarie was pleased to see Blane Moffat, a neighbor from across the street. Blane and his wife were both members of her husband's congregation, and while his wife was spending a few weeks with her parents in Ohio, he occasionally dropped by the house in the mornings for coffee with Reverend Warner and Valarie.

"Hi, Blane," she smiled, opening the door for him. "Come on in."

"Hello, Valarie," he gulped, startled to find the preacher's wife wearing such a revealing dressing gown. "Is your husband here?"

"No," smiled Valarie. "He had to leave early. But how about a cup of coffee with me?"

"I'd like one, thank you," said the man, suddenly seeing a big nipple peeking out as the front of her gown partially opened. Until now, the man had never realized that I dazzling figure the usually conservatively dressed woman had.

Seeing the lust in her neighbor's eyes as she sat down next to him at the table, Valarie made no attempt to close the front of her gown. She was finding it extremely exciting to be alone in her house with this handsome man, and suddenly wondered if she might get him to give her the fuck she needed so badly.

"Gee, Blane," she said, flashing him a naughty smile as she threw her shoulders back so both nipples became partially visible, "I wish I had a head or doughnut to offer you."

"This is just fine," he smiled, unable to take his eyes off her tits.

"I'd really like a sausage," giggled the pretty redhead.

"What?" gulped the man. "You like sausage with your coffee in the morning?"

"No, silly," she whispered with a naughty twinkle in her eyes. "I was thinking more about big sausages that dangle between a man's legs."

"What?" gasped the neighbor, unable to believe what he was hearing.

"You know what I mean," she giggled, taking his hand and guiding it up between her bare thighs. "I need the kind of sausage that fucks into hot pussies."

The stunned man just numbly caressed the warm naked flesh of her inner thighs.

"Oh Blane," she giggled. "You're a naughty man, but I sure like it."

The preacher's wife shivered with excitement when the man brushed the tip of his finger across her juicy crotch. Feeling the wanton pleasure flowing through her cunt, Valarie was anxious to get him to fuck her.

"What are you thinking?" he huskily asked, seeing the wild lust in her eyes.

"I was thinking how much I'd like you to make love to me," she whispered.

"Let's go," he grinned, rising to his feet and pulling her up with him.

When they entered the bedroom, Valarie sat on the edge of the bed while the neighbor began quickly removing his clothes. As the man took his shirt off, she gazed excitedly at the thick mat of hair on his broad chest.

"Well," smiled the man, removing his shoes and socks. "Aren't you going to bed with me?"

"I sure am," she giggled, untying the sash to her gown as she watched the man lower the zipper on the front of his pants.

When he dropped his pants, Valarie stared excitedly at the huge hard-on that was poking out against his shorts.

"Jesus, Blane," she whispered as she opened the front of her gown, letting her luscious tits spill out. "I sure need a big cock in my horny pussy."

"That's just what you're gonna get," he panted, dropping his shorts.

She could feel the juices oozing hotly between her legs when his throbbing cockshaft sprang into view. The horny woman hadn't thought about much else except cocks for the past several months, and now here was a long thick prick for her to enjoy.

"Why don't you take your robe off?" he panted.

Suddenly brought back to the world of reality by his remark, she quickly finished taking her robe off, leaving herself naked.

"My God, you're beautiful," he gasped, staring at her naked body.

As she sat back down on the bed, he stepped in front of her, his big blue-veined cock throbbing before her eyes. Unable to control her burning fuck-lust, Valarie reached out and grasped the thick hard cockshaft and began lovingly sliding the foreskin back and forth. With her face so close to his drooling cockhead, she was assailed by the pungent aroma of his cock and balls.

"Kiss it," he whispered to her.

"What?"

"I said kiss it."

"I couldn't do a think like that!"

"Why not?"

"Because it's perverse," she answered, grimacing with disgust.

"My God, Valarie!" he gasped. "Haven't you ever sucked your husband off?"

"Of course not."

"You mean you've never sucked a cock?"

"I told you I haven't," she said.

"Then you're in for a real treat," he hotly panted.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you're gonna give me a nice juicy blow-job," he lewdly grinned.

"I can't do a thing like that!"

"You asked for it when you flaunted your pussy in front of me," the wildly aroused man said. "And whether you like it or not, you're gonna do it."

"I just couldn't put that thing in my mouth," she whispered.

Valarie had heard that people did things like this, but she had never dreamed of sucking a cock, herself. This was something only filthy depraved people did and she had no intention of performing this perverse act.

"I said suck my cock!" he demanded. "I just can't," she whimpered.

"You prick-teaser!" he roared, grasping her hair and pulling her face near his thick hard prick. "I've never heard of a woman who didn't love to suck cocks. My wife blows me all the time…"

"Please, Blane," she begged. "I can't do it."

"Open your Goddamned mouth!" the crazed man roared.

Opening her mouth and trying not to gag, the woman closed her eyes as his big rubbery cock-knob slipped between her parted lips. Valarie gulped and opened her mouth even wider as his hard prick slid over the top of her tongue until his cockhead was nudging at the back of her throat.

Valarie had thought she would throw up when the man put his filthy prick in her mouth, but to her surprise, the texture of the smooth hard prick moving over her tongue was rather exciting and the taste was erotically pleasant. The way his cockhead filled her mouth sent shivers of delight streaking through her loins. The longer his oozing prick was in her mouth, the better she liked it. The taste was faintly salty, and there was a strong bittersweet flavor that wildly excited her.

Closing her lips more tightly around the thick ridge at the base of his cockhead, she remained completely motionless, secretly savoring the depraved excitement she was feeling. Her head was spinning with both shame and rapture. Valarie couldn't understand why she was actually enjoying the feel and taste of his vile cock, nor could she understand why cock-sucking was arousing her so much.