The Preacher's Wife Pt. 11 - Sex Stories

The Preacher's Wife Pt. 11

... again.

I reached down and put my arms around his calves and took him to the ground.

"What the fuck...?" he exclaimed as he hit the ground.

Without a word, I simply climbed aboard his massively erect, vertical cock and slid it into my, pushing him deep into me until I could grind my vagina against him. Then slowly, purposefully relaxing and tightening my vagina to enhance the sensations, I rode him up and down until I felt him begin to draw up into himself. I pulsed on him a couple of more times and then planted myself on him hard, simply rocking myself in small circles to provide a lot of sensation.

Soon, I felt the warmth of his semen shoot into me. I held him there and relished it

Then, I simply leaned forward and kissed him quickly on the lips and shooed him away. I knew where I wanted to be. I moved over Brit, climbed on and allowed the man who had been fucking her to enter me. It wasn't long before I had the guy on top of her gone too.

Now, there was one guy between both our legs and we were lying here face to face. I watched the passion on her face as she was fucked. Then she watched me as I was fucked mercilessly. When he was ready to cum in her, she pulled away. I immediately grabbed him and put it deep in me, writhing against him with his cock deep in me while my lips were pressed into Brit.

By the time we were finished I think four separate men came inside me, although I believe a couple of the may have cum more than once. I brought Brit to ...

... climax more than once. And when it was all over, we lay there in each other's arms until Danae came around.

"You two put on a show." she said as if complimenting us for a song well done.

"Did we please the patronage?" I asked.

She just smiled. "Closing up soon. Got something for you" she said as she tossed me a dress bag and left.

"What?" I said as I stood and opened it. It was a silver lame dress, semi-modestly opaque, and when I slipped it on it barely covered my ass cheeks. It had spaghetti straps that flowed into a ruched front and rear, each a deep v down to about my navel and the upper limit of my butt crack.

"Oh My God" exclaimed Brit, "It's perfect. You should wear it to church tomorrow. I bet you get a few stares."

"I.." I started to object, but I looked too good in it. "You're right. Let's get you something too."

With that, we got our shopping on, but in the end, we ended up settling on a black version of a very similar dress. What a pair we would make walking into church the next day.

We had paid and were on our way out the door, and I had one more idea. "Wait here" I told Brit as she got in the car. "I'll be right back."

I ran quickly inside, delivered a message and was back out and we were on our way.

As we pulled into my driveway, a car pulled in behind us. I glanced over my shoulder, then made eye contact with Britney, followed by a quick kiss before I got out of the car. She exited her side and we slinked down the side of the car to ...