The Preacher's Wife: A Hotwife Fantasy Novel

by Jason Lenov

  Faith moaned. She bucked against the shackles and her voice was so strained I thought he might be causing her pain.

  But the moan rose to a breathy mewl and the bucking stopped as her hips began to flex instead.

  The man purred as he let her ride the tip of his cock as best she could, tied down as she was. He held himself in place as Faith rocked her hips back and forth, sliding just the tip of his meat into her cunt.

  Faith played along for a while but I could feel the tension rising in her body from the way she squeezed my palms tighter. When she could take no more of his teasing, she shuddered, looked up and let out a pained “Please!”

  My own cock bounced and flexed at hearing her beg for another man’s fat cock.

  Her new lover showed her mercy. He braced his hands on either side of her hips, cocked his hips, then lunged. His muscle lunged into her juices and her lips made a sticky slurp as he drilled up into her core.

  “Yes! Fuck, God, yes!” Faith screamed.

  The dark man got to work. With Faith firmly pinned beneath him in the seeding cage, his hips rutted back and forth pistoning his breeding cane into her deepest parts.

  She squeezed my hand so hard her nails dug through the skin sending icicles of pain racing down to my toes. The sharp sensation did nothing to ease the ache in my cock.

  Faith groaned.

  I looked down to see that her pussy lips had begun to flex and tighten around his cock. Her body was starting to suck for his seed.

  Her orgasm was building.

  The man increased his tempo, trying to match her excitement, to shoot his sperm into her at the moment of her climax and I knew very well why. Her orgasm would help his load along, her flexing muscles would draw it up deep into her body where it would have a much greater chance of reaching its target, piercing the membrane and taking root.

  Faith began to shake.

  I knew the first moment was near.

  She howled up at the ceiling as she began to come.

  The man grimaced and piled his dick balls deep into her sweet puss. His nuts tightened.

  I could see just enough of his root to make out when it started to pump.

  He held himself deep inside her as she writhed along his shaft. The two of them soared through their climaxes as I stood behind her watching helpless and holding onto her hands. The moment seemed to last forever.

  When they were finally past their peaks he began fucking her again, using the ridge at the head of his cock to push as much of his deposit as deep into her as it would get. When he finally pulled out his meaty sword it was still throbbing and covered in hot, white jizz and Faith’s clear juice. He stepped aside and another took his place.

  This one was Thomas. I recognized him from the church. He was just as strapping and just as dark as the one that had come before. He wasted no time in slipping into her, his cock gliding freely with the help of the mess already inside her.

  Faith shuddered and cried out but quickly began to build towards another peak.

  My eyes grazed her whole body, watching the way her toes curled and pointed, the way her belly moved as his cock slid in, studying how hard her nipples were.

  All the while, in the background of my perception, the thought that I had led to this and that it might end in Faith’s belly swelling with another man’s child tormented and twisted me but kept me flagpole hard.

  They took their turns, each of them fucking until their hot seed retched into her pussy, until it was dripping their ejaculate and the pungent musk of it hung about the room.

  When the last had finished, they all donned their robes and quietly disappeared into the shadows from where they’d come.

  Faith seemed exhausted but was staring down in what seemed to be a blissful stupor, watching the slime draining out of her pussy.

  Motion caught my eye and I looked up to see that Sam had reached out to close the curtain. A moment before his hand touched it, our eyes met.

  I was surprised by his smile. He leaned back and folded his arms across his chest, studying me. “I have to say, Reverend, I’m impressed.”

  I can not describe my surprise at hearing him say so.

  “I was sure that you would break our agreement and run.”

  Another shock. “What…what would have happened if I had?” I asked, barely able to speak through my stupor.

  Sam shrugged. “There was not much I could have done.”

  Faith stirred. She looked up at me with wide eyes.

  I felt a needle of betrayal at her surprised expression.

  “It was the right thing to do, Will. The right thing to do.”

  Behind the glass, Sam smiled again. “I like you, Will,” Sam said. “You seem…different than the others.”

  His fatherly tone inspired a strange pride inside me.

  “I want to give you a chance,” Sam said, nodding.

  “A chance? What chance?”

  “Step between her legs, Will. Put your cock inside her and try. Who knows? Maybe you’ll get lucky?” A slow chuckle rumbled out of him.

  I was already stumbling around the bench. My cock bounced and danced between my legs as I laid eyes on the filthy mess leaking out of her. Without thinking I pushed two fingers into her pussy and curled them, scooping out a thick glop of the men’s mingled seed.

  I could wait no longer. Pre-cum oozed out of the head of my cock.

  She was so stretched from the invasion that I lanced into her easily. More of their seem pressed out between our joined flesh and a violent shudder ripped through me.

  Fuck!

  I was going to come!

  Faith’s eyes widened at the first flex of my cock. A smile spread across her lips. She began to nod. “Yes, William. Yes! Fuck it into me! Fuck your cum into me and make me yours again! Fuck it into me and roll the dice!”

  Everything that had happened since we arrived at Scramonston compressed into one point, one singularity inside my mind, a single, blinding point of light.

  Heat and pleasure, anger and jealousy and lust erupted like a bomb up my spine. I roared as I shot my hot load into my wife.

  It was the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced but it was also gone almost before I could grasp that it had happened.

  I staggered back, fell out of her and watched a trickle of my own seed leak out of her. My mood swung lower as the chemicals that had brought me such ecstasy drained out of my mind.

  But there was Faith, smiling like an angel, proud and loving and mine.

  Something stirred inside me. Something was missing that had been there before. The realization of what it was made me feel lighter.

  The demons, the ones that had possessed me and had driven me to push us both so close to tragedy, were gone. I was free of them, I could feel it.

  No matter what happened, I knew everything was going to be alright.

  Epilogue

  It wasn’t quite as easy to leave Scramonston as I’d expected. We had nowhere to go, after all. Both our parents would have asked questions about why I’d quit a perfectly good job without another one lined up.

  That took time. I did find something. It was west, close to the mountains with a less oppressive climate and a comfortable enough distance away that I hoped would help us leave our experience in the past.

  In the meantime I continued on as pastor at the church.

  I don’t know what I did to deserve it but Sam seemed to gain a respect for me after that day in the basement. He no longer invited Faith for suppers, though I knew there were times where she pined for it.

  Sometimes, late at night, the old demons would come knocking at my mind. I would roll over in bed and prod at Faith and she would always oblige. Sometimes she would even get that wicked look in her eye, the one I loathed and loved so much.

  But she never acted on it. She became a loyal, faithful wife and never again went to see Sam.

  We knew even before the bump appeared that she had fallen pregnant. A few episodes of morning sickness and a quic
k trip to the pharmacy and a test confirmed it.

  Strangely I didn’t feel the slightest bit uneasy about the paternity of the child. Somehow I just knew.

  It was Faith, in fact, who insisted on the test.

  I gladly took her to get it, held her hand through it and comforted her as we waited for the results.

  The child is mine.

  As soon as we learned the news Faith buried her face in my chest and cried. She swore she would never, ever do anything that would risk tearing us apart.

  Once again I comforted her and told her that I believed her and that there was no need to worry, she had my trust.

  We held each other close that night, lost in our thoughts but probably thinking the same ones. How close we’d come to our world shattering apart.

  I regret none of it. I don’t even hold Sam in contempt.

  Faith is back to her old self now. The woman I fell in love with and married and we don’t speak about the past.

  But the old demons still come knocking, scraping at the cages I’ve built for them in my mind, yes they do. I invite them in. We share a laugh. They try to dig their claws in and stay the way they did before but now I politely refuse and they skitter back into the dark corners where I can lock them up.

  Sometimes you just have to live a thing to come to terms with it.

  Sometimes you’ve just got to let things out.

  Good night and God bless.

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