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by Holly Ardent

“I'm such a slut,” she said, “your private slut. My mouth, cunt, ass, tits, and every other bit of my body are yours to use however you want. And I want you to use them, to show me just how fun being a dirty girl is. Make me suck the shit off your cock, make me do anything you want.”

  Damn, she's off to a good start. She keeps that up I'll be cumming right away.

  “More,” I demanded.

  “What more is there, I'm yours, use me. I'll do my best to enjoy it. I don't think I could help but enjoy it. You've taken every part of my body and used it for your pleasure and I've loved every second of it.”

  I sped up my cock slamming in and out her wet pussy so hard that the slap of flesh on flesh rang out in the small room. Sheila arched her head back and bit her hand again. Even so, I heard the scream start before she got her teeth into her flesh.

  Her cunt clamped down on my cock, hard. I was done for and I knew it, but I wanted as much more of my slut as I could get. I gritted my teeth and thrust several more times before it became too much. I slammed my cock home inside of her pussy and let loose.

  The sense of disorientation I normally felt while cumming hit me even harder than usual. I nearly grayed out as her cunt kept rhythmically clamping down on my cock. She was still orgasming when I finished cumming and started to return to my senses.

  I couldn't hold myself up any more and nearly collapsed, managing to lower myself onto her gently before falling atop her. With her cunt still grabbing my cock and her breasts pressed against my chest, my cock really wanted to get hard again, but I knew it would take more time than we had since I'd already cum twice.

  When she finished cumming and her cunt loosened on my cock, I rolled off of her to one side.

  * * *

  We were dressed and back out of the room before the night's meeting ended. Dana saw us coming and grinned. She slid out to talk to Sheila. I was close, but didn't hear everything because they were talking softly.

  “He can have me whenever...” Sheila said.

  “You better plan on sharing sister,” Dana replied.

  “No problem, let's let him decide.”

  “There are two other...”

  At that point Dana noticed I was still nearby and they softened their voices even more so I didn't hear anything else.

  A while later she came over to me.

  “So, I'll see you on Sunday, right?”

  I nodded.

  “Sure,” I said.

  “Good, I'll have a surprise for you. If you don't like it, we can go back to what we were doing last week also.”

  “It would take a lot to top what we did last week.”

  “You just wait and see,” she said.

  * * *

  * * *

  Eating Ellie

  Teaching the Preacher's Boy #3

  (Cheating Wife MILF Erotica)

  Holly Ardent

  It was Sunday and after the events of the preceding Sunday, I thought I was going to have a grand time at church. Instead, here I was, sitting and listening to the sermon while half asleep. I'd expected Dana or one of her friends to ask for my help during the sermon again so I wouldn't have to sit through it. The kind of help she'd asked for last week I was willing to give anytime she asked.

  But she hadn't and I was sitting here, dozing off. I'd be reading the book I had with me, but my father, the preacher, had laid down the law regarding my reading during his sermons. If I wanted to stay at his house during my summer break from college, then I had to follow his rules.

  I was barely able to keep myself awake during the service, until I caught one of the older women sneaking looks at me. Her name was Ellie and I knew she had three or four kids. Her husband didn't come to church and since her kids didn't want to either, she left them home with him. After the third time I caught her sneaking glances my way, I started paying a little more attention.

  She was attractive, like a lot of the women her age at the church. Kind of old, probably in her mid-late thirties, but I'd recently discovered the pleasures of having a woman that age. They tended to be less inhibited and more outgoing than the girls my own age. I didn't think for a moment that Ellie was actually planning anything. As far as I knew she and Dana didn't get along very well and it was Dana's friends, I thought, that she was planning on hooking me up with.

  The thought was attractive though. It engaged my attention enough that I was no longer close to falling asleep. As the fantasies ran through my mind, I kept glancing over at her. Looking at her body and trying to figure what it would look like with no clothing.

  The funny thing was that I kept catching her glancing at me.

  There's got to be a reason for that, I thought. There's no one else sitting near me, so she has to be looking at me, but I don't know why.

  I killed time by imagining her dropping to her knees and blowing me right here, in the middle of the sermon. I managed to keep my chuckles about what the results of that would be silent, but I wasn't able to keep my body from reacting. As a result I had a raging hard-on when the sermon ended.

  I stayed sitting while everyone else filed out to go back to the social gathering they always had after church. Correction, I stayed sitting while almost everyone else filed out. When I decided to stand and follow, I looked around and saw that Ellie was also still in the chapel. She was staring at me again and this time she wasn't trying to hide it.

  * * *

  She stood when I did and intercepted me when I got to the aisle.

  “Do you really want to go back with everyone else?” she said.

  “What else am I going to do?”

  “Well, Dana told me there were lots of other things you could do. I thought you might be interested in doing them with me.”

  She stretched slightly, thrusting her breasts out. They didn't need the help, really, they were large enough already, but this way they were practically rubbing against my chest.

  “Um, I thought you and Dana hated each others guts,” I said.

  “No, we disagree on a couple of things and when we argue about those we get a bit riled up about them, but on the whole we get along pretty well most of the time.”

  Served me right for thinking that the few isolated incidents I'd seen were the rule for their relationship. Right now I was gladder than ever that I was mistaken. It meant that Dana and Ellie had talked about me. About the things I'd much rather be doing than sitting in church. Unfortunately I'd had to sit through the service, but I hoped that Ellie was about to make that worth my while.

  She looked me in the eyes. That was easy for her since she was barely shorter than me. Since I was six feet plus, that meant she was very tall for a woman. She looked as though she'd once been slender, but the passage of time and children had thickened her some. The results were very nice to look at since they gave her womanly hips, a full ass, and a set of breasts much larger than average.

  Ellie searched my eyes before cocking her head and saying:

  “Well?”

  It took me a moment to realize she was still waiting on an answer to her original question.

  “I'd much rather do other things with you,” I said. “What did you have in mind?”

  “If you have to ask, then Dana lied to me.”

  “You might not want to leave me that much leeway. I don't know how much she told you, but I'll pretty much try anything that catches my fancy if you don't set limits.”

  “So you think you're adventuresome?” she said.

  I nodded.

  “Good, then you shouldn't object to some of my ideas.”

  She grabbed my arm and pushed me down onto a pew. When she had me sitting on it, she went for my zipper. A moment later she'd opened it and pulled my underwear down to expose my erection. It was only exposed for a moment though since she dropped to her knees in front of me and took it into her mouth.

  I was shocked for a moment, pleasantly though. What I'd been fantasizing wasn't nearly as good as the real thing. She was obviously skilled, with lots of practice.
My cock disappeared into her mouth and seconds later I felt her lips pressed against the skin at the base of my cock. She'd taken all of me in on her first attempt. Then she drew back and drove herself down again, showing me that it wasn't a fluke.

  For my part, I just leaned back and enjoyed the ride. She had a trick that she did with her lips and tongue that massaged my cock each time she was sliding her mouth up or down it.

  Damn, she should make a manual for that and sell it. She'd be rich in no time, I thought.

  After a few minutes of that I decided that I really needed to return the favor. I hated to do it, but I pushed her head off my cock.

  “What's wrong? Don't you like that?” she asked.

  “Oh no, I love that. But, I think it's your turn for a while now. Get up and sit beside me.”

  She was wearing a dress, so I figured it would be easy. I slid to my knees and got in front of her. With my head between her legs I could see that she was wearing panties that were very inappropriate for church. The satiny looking thong had slid up between her pussy lips and made it quite obvious that she either shaved or waxed or something, there wasn't a pubic hair to be seen.

  I reached up and slid the thong off of her. I didn't want to forget and leave it on the floor so I tucked it in my back pocket instead of dropping it. Then I pushed her legs apart and pulled her forward. It was a little cramped on the floor between the pews, but I managed to lean down and get my tongue onto her cunt.

  She tasted incredible, musky and spicy all at the same time. I lapped around her pussy, clearing away juices that told me that she'd probably been fantasizing her way through the sermon as well. Then I went to work on her slit, stroking it up and down with my tongue.

  Her hand went to the back of my head and held me in place, pushing me closer to her pussy. I took that to mean that she wanted me to be less gentle and slid my tongue deep into her. I started flicking it in and out of my mouth, penetrating her slit over and over. Her hand stayed steady, but I could see her stomach and knew that she was breathing heavily.

  I slipped my tongue up and down her slit and found her clit with one hand. I'd taken Dana's lessons to heart and used them when I started teasing Ellie's clit. I pressed my index finger against it and started rubbing back and forth, slowly changing to a circular motion.

  At the first touch of my finger on her clit she'd tensed and she didn't relax when I started playing with it. I stopped rubbing and started tapping my finger against her clit, in time to the strokes of my tongue. I could see her stomach tensing and her pussy tightened down, nearly catching my tongue with her clenching muscles.

  When I started pinching her clit, I heard her breath speed up. I tugged on it and she had to strangle a cry. Meanwhile her hand on my head was grinding my face into her pussy. I slipped my mouth up a little and let go of her clit with my fingers so I could suck it into my mouth.

  Ellie started writhing on the pew, letting out soft strangled cries. I pinched her clit between my lips and tugged, licking it with the tip of my tongue. Her hand on the back of my head clenched, grabbing my hair, and she pulled me away from her. I refused to let go of her clit and it stretched until finally slipping out of my mouth.

  She was panting when I looked up at her.

  “Dana wasn't kidding,” she said. “Jesus, you're enthusiastic, aren't you?”

  I shrugged.

  “I like sex, a lot. So I always try to give at least as good as I get,” I said.

  “Well, I want to be fucked. But I want it in a certain position. You up for a little sacrilege?”

  I was intrigued.

  “What do you want?”

  “I want to kneel at the altar. Then I want you to take me, while I'm kneeling there.”

  I stood and gestured for her to precede me down the aisle. I watched as she knelt at the altar, leaning her upper body on the rail provided.

  “I'm going to expand on your plan a little,” I said.

  “What do you want?” she said.

  I reached forward and pulled the top of her dress down until it snugged under her bra. Then I tugged the cups of the bra out of the way so her breasts hung in the open air.

  “I want those where I can see them and play with them.”

  “That's going to make it a lot harder to hide if someone comes in,” she said.

  “Like it wouldn't be obvious what we were doing anyway?”

  I took my cock out and slid her dress up. Then I started rubbing it on the pink flesh surrounding her pussy.

  “If you'll leave your tits hanging out, I'll put this in,” I said, rubbing the head of my cock over her pussy.

  “Fuck me,” she said. “They can stay out if you want.”

  I slid the head of my cock into her cunt, driving in as hard as I could. Despite having had several kids, her pussy was still tight, at least at the moment. I drew back and thrust forward again and again until I had myself all the way in her.

  I leaned back to get a look at her bouncing breasts. Even with her leaning forward so I could get into her better, they looked great. Her nipples were magnificent. Thick, dark, and hard, they jutted straight down from her breasts.

  I reached around and grabbed one, squeezing it between my thumb and forefinger. She squeaked as I tugged at it, stretching it even farther down. I leaned from side to side, playing with both of her nipples for a few minutes. Then I started getting nervous about someone walking in on us. I moved my hand down and started playing with her clit.

  She'd loosened up since I'd first penetrated her and now I could slide myself all the way in with no problem. I started up a rhythm that had me drawing back until only my cock head was inside of her and then thrusting forward until I was buried all the way in her. After I set the rhythm I started getting rough with her clit, pinching and tugging on it.

  Her cunt clamped down on my cock, making it hard to do anything but stay still inside of her. It convulsed, clenching and loosening, and I let myself go.

  Ellie was moaning and choking back louder noises as she came. I drove myself deep inside of her, let go of her clit, filled my hands with her breasts, and then filled her pussy with my cum. I mauled her breasts as I spurted inside of her. Her cunt kept massaging my cock, convulsing around it until I finished cumming.

  * * *

  Ellie started to stand up, but I put a hand on her shoulder.

  “I'm not done with you yet,” I said.

  “What do you mean?” she asked.

  I slid my, still erect, cock out of her pussy and positioned it on her asshole.

  “I mean I'm going to fuck you some more. This time, I'm going to do it here.”

  I pushed forward, slowly penetrating her ass. She tensed up.

  “I've never done that before. I don't want—”

  I interrupted her statement by thrusting forward harder. She bit her lip and exhaled forcefully.

  I could feel her ass trying to push me back out. This was something else I'd learned with Dana that I remembered well. I thrust forward just far enough that her ass could push me back, but not out. After it did, I thrust forward the same way again.

  “You don't want what?” I asked, pushing my cock head into her ass again.

  She panted for a moment.

  “I don't want you to stop. My God! I've never done this before, but I should have. I've always liked things rough, maybe with a little pain, and this is all that and pleasure rolled into one.”

  “Good, now lean back over so I can thrust deeper into your ass. If you want me to cum quickly, you'll tell me just how much you like what I'm doing. If you're feeling daring, you can add in just what you think that makes you.”

  I thrust forward, past her sphincter muscle, so her attempts to dislodge me were now more of a massage on the shaft of my cock. Then I started driving in deeper and deeper. She gasped and I felt her entire body tense. I wasn't sure if it was pain or pleasure and she wasn't telling me to stop, so I just kept going.

  “Jesus God!” she said, “This makes me feel
so full, so dirty. Doing it on the altar makes it even worse. God I love this. Does that make me a whore? Or maybe a slut? If it does, then that's okay. I'll gladly be your slut if you can do this to me forever.”

  Damn, she nailed that. She keeps that up I'm gonna cum fast. I wonder if she's been talking to Sheila?

  “Fuck me, fuck my ass as hard as you can. It's there for you to fuck and I'm loving every inch of it. Drive it into me. Fill my ass with your cum!”

  “I'll get there. I just came, so it'll be a few more minutes.”

  “Oh my god, if you pound on my ass this way for a few more minutes, I'm going to cum again myself. I haven't cum this much in years.”

  “Let me help you out then,” I said.

  I reached around her again and took her clit in between my fingers. She trembled when I touched it and I thought that maybe I'd been too rough with it before, but she didn't tell me to stop.

  I started gently again. Pushing against it and running my finger in circles around it, all the while driving in and out of her ass at a slow, steady pace. Then I started pinching and tugging on her clit again. She tensed up even more, clamping down on my cock with her ass as she came.

  “Oh god, I'm cumming!” she cried.

  “Softly,” I replied. “Just imagine what would happen if someone walked in and saw this.”

  Her orgasm intensified at my words. I'd thought she might be excited by the risk and that's why she chose here, now I knew for sure.

  “I don't know if I can cum any more,” she said. “Please, cum in me, fill my ass with your cum.”

  “You can cum more. I'll make sure of it. When I cum, you're going to cum with me, probably even a little before me.”

  She panted tiredly.

  “Want to bet?” she said.

  “Sure, what are the stakes?”

  “If you can make me cum again that soon I'll do anything sexual that you want. I don't think it's possible for me to cum again right now. If you don't make me cum, then you're going to spend some more time eating me before we're done.”

 

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