The Preacher's Wife Part 4 - Sex Stories

The Preacher's Wife Part 4

... I quickly checked the message. “You have 3 minutes to get your ass out here.” I quickly finished and hustled down the stairs and out the lobby. I spotted Julie’s car (New starter installed) at the corner of the building so I walked over. Sarah was just visible through the darkened side windows in the passenger seat so I opened the back door, sat down and had barely gotten the door closed when Julie pulled away from the curb and headed down the street. Turning around with her butt toward the window, Sarah looked at me with a sadistic smile and said simply, “Strip!” “Nice to see you too!” I said as I glanced to the rearview mirror and saw that Julie was watching as well. “I said, strip, and not talk.” The dark skinned young woman said again. This time the smile had faded and I realized they wanted to play the game the hard way today, so , noting the heavy tinting on the windows, I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt and was just removing my underwear when Julie pulled into the access drive to a storage facility and punched in a security code. A moment later Julie jumped out of the car, opened a lock on the storage unit and then hopped back into the driver’s seat and said, “The church leased this to store the supplies for Haiti. We own it for two more weeks.” And with that, she backed her car into the steel hulled building. A minute later, the door was down and lights on. Both of the women were standing in front of me dressed in shorts and tee shirts. Sarah had a small ...

... plain brown bag in her hand. Julie finally took a deep breath and said, “Okay, here’s the deal. You are not to touch yourself. You have to sit there on the bumper of the car and just watch. You are not to cum! Here are two bottles of water to drink while we play. We want you to drink all of it!” She looked over at Sarah who was eyeing her questioningly. “Later.” She said simply and Sarah shrugged and tossed the brown sack and its contents back into the car. “Any questions?” Julie asked directly to me. Smiling and thinking this was not going to be so bad, I replied, “Nope,” and immediately Sarah grabbed Julie’s arm, turned her to face her and then pushed the taller woman back against the steel rolling door! IF I had wondered whether they had on any underclothes or not, those musings were soon all laid to rest as nipples immediately began poking points through shirts. Sarah literally was attacking the older taller woman and was kneading and pulling on her breasts with a fervor that bordered on sadistic! I opened one of the 32 ounce bottles and chugged half of it as I watched on, a thirst of a completely different nature building in me! From where I was I could see Julie clawing at the flimsy material of Sarah’s shorts, pulling them up so that there was little mystery left as I feasted my eyes on her flat, smooth bottom. Sarah lifted Julie's shirt up and over the head of her lover and then eagerly leaned in and began sucking on her rack and teasing the nipples out so much that soon ...