The Missionaries - Sex Stories

The Missionaries

... the hell are you doing in here?"

"I want what the head porter and you have just had. I must have her now."

"If you must, you must." Florence cooly answered, laying back on the cot and stretching her legs wide in submissiveness. "A small price to pay for your silence."

Beecham smiled lasciviously and began removing his clothing. Finally standing naked he moved towards the cot. His penis was erect with lust and was about the same size as Adam but not as smooth, knots of corded veins running the full length of his member, making for a very ugly appendage. Florence had a smile on her face as she beckoned him forward.

In one easy swift movement he kneeled between her legs and dropped his hips to position the head of his penis at her opening. Without any preamble he held her legs wide with his hands under her knees and pushed into her, giving an animal like grunt as he did so. Florence responded with her own sound which was one of pleasure.

"Slowly please Beecham."

He did as he was requested pistoning in and out slowly at first but his lust overtook him, increasing in speed and depth with frightening activity. Soon he was thrusting so hard and deep their flesh slapped together with loud applause. All the while Beecham was grunting like a wild animal, Florence moaning loudly with pleasure.

"Yes, yes Beecham. Keep going."

Beecham ejaculated with a loud cry, almost a roar. Florence looked confusingly disappointed.

He stood and looked at me defiantly, his ...

... penis dripping with semen. "I shall expect this again."

He dressed quickly and ducked through the tent opening. As he exited, Carstairs entered. They must be in collaboration.

"The same conditions of my silence also apply."

Without waiting for any reply, he quickly stripped of exposing his erect penis. He was larger in size, at least in length of both Adam and Beecham, his member being about seven and a half inches long.

Florence was openly smiling with a twinkle in her wide-open eyes. "I agree to your conditions Carstairs, now make me have feeling of great pleasure. I am sufficiently aroused to accept your member without any preliminary foreplay."

Like Beecham he positioned his penis, with help from Florence at the entrance to her body.

"Push it in Carstairs". She ordered as if directing him in a household chore.

Carstairs obliged, pushing the whole length inside her in a slow and continuous movement, drawing a long and low exclamation of "Oh" from Florence.

"Now continue as Beecham left off, Quick and hard."

Carstairs even replied in his obedient servant's expression. "Yes ma'am." And began thrusting, the action pushing Florence up the cot, making her breasts sway back and forward.

Florence lifted her legs up and wrapped them around Carstairs back, calling out and becoming extremely vocal. "Yes, Carstairs, harder, deeper!"

I moved further around to watch his penis driving deeper then withdrawing from my wife's body. I should have felt outrage ...