The Missionaries - Sex Stories

The Missionaries

... wrapped her legs around him shortly before Beecham himself exclaimed loudly before collapsing in a heap.

They each took her again before they were both sated.

Florence lay on her back not moving as the two men recovered their clothes and moved out of sight.

I stood at her feet and watched the sperm slowly run out of her vagina. I had a painful erection that I needed to deal with. I wasn't sure if my diminutive cock would have any effect on her well used and sloppy vagina. Instead I undid my pants, and letting them drop, kneed at her head the way the both had. Tilting her head back she took me in her mouth and began mouthing my penis. After only two or three seconds ,I couldn't prevent myself from thrusting. She took the whole length of my cock in her mouth and touching the back of her throat. Feeling myself about to climax, I told her I would need to withdraw shortly. She knew that I meant to spare her, not ejaculating into her mouth, but instead grabbed me around the buttocks and forced my cock as deep into her as she could. I spurted my ejaculation in large amounts three of four times and I could see her throat swallowing my seed in gulping motions. Eventually she released my buttocks and let my cock fall free ...

... of her mouth.

"You are such a good husband. I have been sexually awoken, though I should feel ashamed, but I know it gives you great pleasure to watch."

"If someone had suggested beforehand that I would get sexual gratification of watching my wife have sexual relations with other men, I would think them demented."

"Can I have your permission to continue my behaviour in the future?"

"Anything you want to engage in you not only have my full permission but I will encourage it."

Florence and I went back down to the stream so she could cleanse herself again. When we returned, Beecham had left to carry on the mission for new porters. Carstairs had dressed immaculately, and was preparing the evening meal acting as if nothing untoward had happened.

We travelled to the mission later that day with our possessions and stayed doing missionary work for many years until we returned to England. This is the only surviving journal of mine that I know of though Florence kept diaries and journals for the whole time we were there, recording her outrageous sexual adventures. I would like to think she destroyed hers and the other ones which I wrote and which she kept for safekeeping but I can't be absolutely certain of that.