Sean Ch. 3 - A Pastor's Wife

Sean Ch. 03 - A Pastor's Wife.

Sean has a waitress, her mother and the Pastor's Wife

WARNING: This story series involves scenes of sex, light domination, discipline, cuckolding, breeding, oral and anal with yielded women. If that is not what you are looking for PLEASE don't read on. The sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old.

Just a reminder from previous chapters. As an author my stories build with the description and interaction of the characters with plenty of dialog. Yes the sex gets there but if you're looking for 'hold your cock' or 'drip your pussy' type stories there are plenty of Literotica authors to fulfill that need.

One more author's thought. All my stories are FANTASY! I do not wish to post a PSA about anal sex. I would hope in the REAL world that sex partners are smart about using the back door for pleasure. I don't need Anonymous posts letting all my readers know about your concerns. ZD8.

Sean Patrick.

Read my first journal for a more detailed description of me. Here is a summary. My name is Sean Patrick and I am a blessed Irish man with long flaming red hair, blue eyes, and a disarming smile that gets the ladies panties wet. They seem to gravitate to me when they are most fertile.

My body is buff from my SEAL training; think about the character 'Reacher' and you got me. Special 'private' jobs, that never happened, have swollen my bank accounts! I have been blessed with a long thick cock that the ladies just have to have and when their panties get wet, clothes come off and my troubles start.

I've enjoyed many women; daughters, wives, mothers and matrons in every continent of the world. My gift has no conscience within a warm, wet, tight pussy or surrendered ass.

Breasts with nipples hard enough to suck and pull is appreciated; size is not that important. Milk filled ones are a bonus!

A neglected wife will do what she wants and needs. Too often she wants my gift; hard and deep moving her to climax several times. I am a knowledgeable lover and my female partner will always climax before my cock gets near their pussy. I love the taste of their dripping juices; warm and thick nectar to slide along my tongue and drop into my belly.

Small Town Cheerleader

I drive my antique Chevy truck where ever the chrome lady on the bumper points me. I was in a small town and a sign said there would be a church fair. I was having breakfast at the local diner. The waitress was young; like just out of high school. She looked like the cheerleader type that now finds herself NOT the center of the universe.

Her blonde hair was long and must have been in a pony tail when she did her flips and got tossed in the air at pep rallies. I love those short skirts! Her waitress uniform blouse was unbuttoned down to the beginning of her cleavage; her 'please tip me well after you look' cleavage.

She flirted with me and I with her. She 'let' me touch her bare legs when she brought me my coffee. While she held the hot coffee pot handle I slowly moved up under her skirt. She laughed and swatted my arm hissing at me to "STOP." I squeezed her butt then quickly pulled my hand away concerned hot coffee would land in my lap.

"Thanks better. You fresh man; you didn't even ask permission."

"If I asked permission Elise would you have let me further explore your hidden treasures under your skirt?"

"SIR!" she hissed and walked away. She didn't say no!

When she brought me 'Special #2' I asked her her age and she said she had turned eighteen before the Prom and laughed. She was hanging about at my table as the diner was now slow. I gripped the side of the booth table and lightly, just barely, moved my knuckles against where her labia would be hiding behind her apron and uniform skirt.

"Sir?" she said softly. I rubbed her again. "Sir?" she whispered a bit stronger. Was she chasing me away? No, I felt her move against me. My first row of knuckles were now pushing her apron, skirt and panties within the furrow that had to be between her pussy lips. "Sir!" she hissed quietly when I rubbed high up and had to be across her pleasure knot.

I stayed there against her clit just moving a fraction and felt Elise rub herself hard against my knuckles. We did that dance for a few minutes when she grabbed my arm and started trembling. My young ex-cheerleader just made herself climax on my hand.

Her face and cleavage were bright red as she tried to get her breathing under control. However she didn't move her pussy off my knuckles but used them for final pleasure aftershocks. She looked around and the diner was quiet.

"Sir, that was very naughty to touch me like that."

She didn't say not to so I moved my knuckles against her uniform and panties protected vulva. She moaned. "Elise, tell me, are your panties wet?"

"Oh Sir you are being very, very naughty. I should not tell you such things like that. I shouldn't have let you touch me like that. But Sir, it gave me such unexpected pleasure," she whispered.

"How did you know I would let you do such things? You are very, very, very naughty and I'm a good girl," she hissed at me and slapped my arm.

"Elise I'm gonna be even more very naughty. I want to buy your panties for two hundred dollars; five hundred if you take them off, right here, right now. Show them to me first then take them off and hand them to me. Decide right now or the offer will be terminated."

I moved my hand to get my wallet and made sure every finger rode against her cleft. I opened my wallet and counted out five crisp one hundred dollar bills. My blue eyes locked onto her blue eyes; blonde hair, blue eyes, nice tits, nice shape and locked into living her life in this small town.

My eyes moved down to below her waist as my hand played with the five crisp bills. I made a move like I was returning the bills. Elise gripped my arm to hold it fast. She looked about and no one was watching us. As it was my booth was around the counter so all one could see was Elise's back.

She let go of my arm and her two hands slowly moved her skirt up her thighs. Her baby pink gusset was revealed first then the pink satin hiding the blonde hair on her mons. Her gusset was dark from her leaking moistness. "They are very pretty Elise. Now take them off without lowering your skirt."

She moaned softly, closing her eyes then tucked the hem of the skirt into her belt. Her hands moved to the side hems of her panties. I could smell the sweet scent of her juices. Her hips moved side to side as the panties moved down. The blonde curls on her mons came into view. Just a little bit more and her treasure would be revealed.

She pushed her panties to the top of her thighs and her wet pussy lips saw the lights in the diner. Her hands moved back and she must have taken the back of her panties off her ass. I'd love to see her naked ass but doubt that was gonna happen.

"Am I the first man to see your pussy Elise?"

"No Sir," she whispered letting me gaze upon her treasure not pushing her panties down further. "I went to the prom with the captain of the football team. We were that couple Senior Year. I gave him my gift in the back seat of his daddy's car. He dumped me to go play football at a western college. I'm glad I didn't get pregnant."

As she was sharing her repeated "thousands of times story of young love left wanting," she was staring into my blue eyes and hypnotic smile. "Elise may I taste you?" I asked. Not waiting for a reply I moved two fingers between her blonde curly haired cleft then licked her honey off those fingers. I did it several times, each time Elise moaned.

"Sir, he didn't pleasure me; just did his business and unloaded in me. I cried myself to sleep. School was all but over and he wanted me again. I stood up for myself and told him no. Soon after that he dumped me."

"Well Elise I don't have your panties in my hand so you have to finish the deal." She actually laughed a bit. She worked her panties down her thighs. When they reached her knees she wiggled and they dropped to her sneakers.

I moved my knuckles back to the edge to the table and they were anointed with her warm juices. Elise bent over to get her panties. I turned my hand and her left breast filled my palm. I softly gave her firm flesh a slight squeeze.

"Sir you are very naughty taking liberties with me. My tits were not part of the bargain," she said laughing as she dropped her pink panties on my hand. I brought them to my face and breathed in her sweet young fragrance.

Elise blushed embarrassed by my strange actions. She was very young and very inexperienced in the ways of 'amour'. I told her she had a beautiful scent and that I was crushed that I would never have a chance to pleasure her and feel myself deep within her as did her football player.

"Oh Sir you are very naughty, very naughty indeed to play with my heart. I sold you my panties and now you want to buy my heart. Oh Sir you are so very cruel," she whimpered softly.

I folded the five bills and put them in her apron. I took out a business card and handed it to her. "Call this number. Tell the woman that answers your name and where you live and what your dream chance at a start at a new life would be."

"Elise would that wish be a college of your choice? She will make it happen. Keep up your grades of As and Bs and she will continue to support you for as long as you will, all the way to graduate school. Your boyfriend could blow out his knee and his future would be over. Your future lies ahead of you. Fail to earn this and the deal will be terminated."

I stood and leaned in and kissed her. She was shocked at first then tenderly returned more kisses. "I gotta go Princess. Take this chance and earn it. You literally hold your destiny in your hand," I said as I closed her fingers over the card. I gave her a few more kisses then squeezed her ass. "SIR!" she hissed at me.

I paid the bill then walked outside to my truck holding Elise's pink panties. "Mista, is dat yous truck?" I thought that this was another guy wanting to buy my small antique Chevy truck. "Yes Sir it is," I replied.

"Well Sir if you'd be stayen a day or two da Pastor's wife needs hep with movin things for da church fair." He turned and pointed down the main street. "Pastorage be right dere next to da white church. Yous just go knock on da door and introduce youself."

"Can't pay ya but dey should be able to feed yous good and gibe ya a place to bunk down." He looked at the pink panties in my hand and let out a deep laugh. "Yous best be good, Mista," he said and laughed again walking away.

Did he mean I better behave or that I was capable of talking a woman out of her panties? I called the number I gave Elise and told my contact to, "Get the young woman, Elise, that will call you into a good college and pay her way 100% for the first year, all expenses. Her grades will define how long my support will last. As our agreement she should never be told who is her benefactor, and why this was offered. I love you Princess," I said giving her several phone kisses. I never met 'Princess' and doubt I ever will.

I got in the truck and laughed at another episode in my travels. I slipped Elise's panties onto my rearview mirror. "Got another pair of panties, Sean Patrick?" my truck 'spoke'. My truck's name is Maureen and it is painted on the driver's side front wheel well.

Maureen Johnson Smith Long is the name of the mother in several of Robert A. Heinlein's science fiction novels. I wrote and installed military advanced AI software so 'Maureen' and I can converse. From experiences she has become more self aware. That's another reason I never want to sell my truck.

Well sorry for the divergence and back to my journal. I drove the short distance and parked in front of the Pastorage. "Behave, Sean Patrick!" Maureen scolded me. I got out of the truck and walked to the front door of the Pastorage. I knocked, waited and knocked several times.

The Pastor's Wife

I was just about to give up and leave when I heard thumping and the door flew open wide. A woman with long red disheveled hair, stood breathing deeply on the other side of the threshold. I waited for her to catch her breath as I watched her full breasts go up and down under a dirty tee shirt. Hay, I'm a guy!

"May I help you?" she gasped. "Yes, a man at the diner said the Pastor's wife needs help with moving things for the church fair if I would be willing to help and use my truck. There she is right there at the curb waiting to be put to good use," I said locking my eyes on her freckled face.

"Keep my eyes away from her tits even if her deep breathing had made her nipples get hard and poke out," I thought to myself. I'd never get a chance to see them if she slammed the door in my face. I smiled my unnerving smile looking into her amber eyes and said,

"My name is Sean Patrick. I'm an ex-SEAL and I have the time to help and use my truck. If you can get your Mom I'd offer my services and my truck."

She smiled and laughed genuinely then said she IS the Pastor's wife and her name is Mary Margaret and invited me in. She brushed some dust off her tee shirt actually rubbing her breasts and laughed telling me not to be so naughty. I laughed and said, "Yes Ma'am!"

"Ma'am? I'm younger than you Sean!" she laughed.

"You may be younger than me Ma'am, but how I was raised you'll be called Ma'am until I am told otherwise; especially you being the Pastor's wife and all."

"Well Sean, I am to be called Mary since I will need your help and your truck for a few days if that can be arranged."

"Well the man at the diner said you can't pay me but you should be able to feed me good and give me a place to bunk down. That will be payment enough."

"Well Sean you look like a decent man so I am sure I could take care of your needs while you are helping me."

"Well Mary, I am actually a serial killer roaming the back woods and small towns in search of my next victim. You'll never get out of this house alive."

Her amber eyes popped wide open. She hissed then started laughing so hard she snorted then laughed again. She "eeked" loudly and moved a hand on top of her skirt over her kitten. "I think I dribbled. I'll be right back. Have some coffee and sit down. Ooops," she "eeked" again then ran off to the back of the house.

Mary Margaret came back blushing deep red. "I'm sorry that happened. It's your fault you made me laugh so hard."

"It's okay Ma'am. I've made woman pee their panties before; even watched them do it. No big deal. Most of the times they didn't have them on for long."

"Sir, I think you are being very naughty," Mary Margaret said quietly. "Are you a naughty boy, Sean?" she whispered looking me over then took in a quick breath when she saw my obviously long thick cock pushing down the right thigh of my jeans. I pulsed it a few times on purpose.

"No Ma'am, it's usually the women that get naughty and take advantage of me." I put down my coffee cup and stood. The chair scraped the kitchen floor and Mary Margaret took a step back in fright and covered her face with her hands. Her breathing was quick and shallow. Was she frightened or unnerved?

"Well Ma'am, how can I and my truck be of service to the Pastor's wife? I don't think I'm here to discuss how naughty women can be when they have unfulfilled needs."

The Pastor's wife just stood there looking at my cock. She raised her face, red in a blush, and her amber eyes bore into me. Her full breasts rose and fell with her breathing. I could have grabbed her and spun her tits to her kitchen table and had my way with her. Having had many women I could read that Mary would not defend herself. She had to make the first move.

She let out a long breath. "Sean, please call me Mary. My church students call me Ma'am. Besides I think I am younger than you."

"Yes Mary; you're younger and quite pretty. I'm sure you drive the young boys to sinful thoughts. Now Mary what needs to be done?" The bulge of my cock and my flattery were the first steps in my seduction. More would be applied given the chances throughout the day.

Mary blushed again at my flattery and perhaps she knew she made the boys have sinful thoughts. "Sean there are signs up in our attic that need to be brought down then placed near the church and around town on the main street. I think it will take all day. My husband, the Pastor, usually helps but he is away on a retreat for several days. He'll be back for the fair."

Ladies, why did Mary let me know her husband was away?

I followed behind her as she ascended two flights of stairs in the old colonial house. I watched her ass sway under her skirt. She looked back knowing I was watching her ass. The attic was assessable by a pull down ladder. Mary huffed and pulled on the rope to lower the ladder.

She started up the ladder but stopped and weaved. Concerned for a fall I caught her by placing my two hands on her ass. "Sean, don't be naughty," she said looking down at me.

"Fine, next time I'll let you fall and call 911," I replied but did not remove my hands. Did I feel her testing my grip by swaying her ass? When she went up two more steps my hands held her naked calves. I heard her hiss. Two more steps and I got a quick peek of her pink panties covered ass. Pink panties again? Did the local store have a sale?

Mary was on the attic floor and looked down at me. Her breasts pushed against her tee shirt as gravity pulled on her full orbs. My eyes centered on them as her long red hair tried to hide them. The tee gapped and I could see her full cleavage. She put her hand over that cleavage and blushed deep red.

"Sean, I asked that you not be naughty." She told me she would pass down the signs for the fair and went about doing so. I didn't count how many there were but the passing went on for a while as I made a line of them in the hall. Mary said she was coming down and the backs of her legs came over the edge.

My hands gripped her calves and her next step down had me holding her naked upper thighs under her skirt. They felt firm and warm. Mary hissed but said nothing. Another step down and my hands were on her panties covered ass. She moaned when my hands massaged her twin hams. She stood on the ladder, my hands on her ass, for 'a thousand seconds'.

Mary took another step onto the floor and my hands gripped her waist under her skirt. She moaned softly and tipped back against me. I put my face against her neck and she tipped her head exposing her neck further. I could have bit her there and her resolve would have crumbled.

"Mary we should move the signs to my truck and get going with the rest of the day." She turned to face me, her large breasts rubbing across my chest. Her amber eyes showed me the depths of her needs and desires. I knew I would have her for my pleasure but not now; later tonight for sure.

I kissed her nose and told her her freckles were cute. I squeezed her butt and pulled her against me. I know she felt my hard cock on her thigh. Very softly she whispered my name. "Let's get going woman or we will be here all day and people will wonder where are the signs."

I let her skirt drop and picked up a few signs and walked them out to my truck. On my way back Mary had a few. We took some time and effort to get all the signs out of the house and onto the truck. I asked Mary, "Where to first?" as I helped her into the truck. Mary gasped and pointed to my rear view mirror. "Sean, are those pink ladies panties?"

"Who's the babe, Sean?" Maureen asked. "Naughty boy, are you gonna add HER panties to the mirror?"

Mary gasped moving her fingers to her lips. "Oh ignore her. She's fresh and doesn't understand her place," I scolded Maureen.

"Sean apologize or I won't let the truck start," Maureen snapped back. "And are you gonna introduce your lady friend? I'm Maureen, and you are?" Mary didn't answer. "Cat got your tongue girly?"

"Mary, this fresh impertinent female is Maureen. Maureen this is Mary Margaret, the Pastor's wife."

"Sean, the Pastor's wife? Oh be careful, Mary Margaret. Sean Patrick can get very naughty if given a chance. Better keep your knees together."

"Sean, how is that possible?" Mary asked aghast.

"Maureen is an advanced AI program I wrote and installed in my truck. She is self learning and quite impertinent and all too often a pain in my ass but she keeps me company on my long trips."

"Can a naughty boy start this old beat up truck? Apologize, and be quick about it!" Maureen growled.

"I Apologize Princess," I said and the truck started. "That's better naughty boy."

I asked Mary again, "Where to first?" She took some time to collect herself then directed me to the farthest spot away from the church on Main Street. We worked all morning making our way back along the street putting up the folding signs. As I helped Mary in and out of the truck I got more than a few glimpses of upper thigh. After a while she didn't bother fixing her skirt.

Elise Again

It was lunchtime and I offered to buy Mary lunch. We were back at the diner from this morning. We walked in and were directed to the same booth. "Hello Mrs. Mary," I heard a female say. "You again?" she gasped. It was Elise. "Do you know this naughty man, Mrs. Mary?"

"Yes, I'm Sean, her naughty cousin. Can't you tell by the matching red hair? I'm visiting and helping out with the church fair. I'd like some hot coffee, wench, and Mary will have? A coke. Also take our orders. Now be quick or I'll spank you," I growled. Elise gasped then laughed and went to the cook.

"Sean, why did you tell Elise that I'm your cousin?"

"Would you rather the whole town wonder why you were hanging out with a red haired man, seen about town with him and why that truck was parked in front of the Pastorage all night? Would your pastor husband want to hear the old ladies buzzing the rumors?"

The drinks and food came. "Mrs. Mary, your cousin is a very, very naughty boy. He seduced me right here in the diner and made me sell him my pink panties. I had to go all this day without panties. Every time I realized I wasn't wearing any I got so embarrassed. He is such a naughty boy," Elise said and slapped my hand.

"Elise, are you just gonna complain? Did you call the number?"

"Oh YES, Sir! The lady said she would get me into State and get me a tryout for the Freshman Cheer Squad and the Volleyball Team." Elise cried a bit. "She also said room and board and all other expenses would all be paid for if I made the Dean's List. She also said I was signed up for the STEM major. I can do it Sir!"

"Sir I can't believe that all happened just because I sold you my panties. I'm so glad you came into the diner this morning and even more so my stupid boyfriend dumped me. I'll never be able to pay you back but I'll keep Mrs. Mary up to date with my progress and grades. Thank you Sir!" Elise took my cheeks in her hands and kissed me deeply. She laughed and walked away.

"Sean Patrick, who the fuck are you?"

"OH Nice Talk; especially coming from the Pastor's wife. Eat your lunch. I would guess we have more work to do today."

Mary watched my face as she ate her lunch. I alternated watching her face and her tits. She blushed when I zeroed in on her cleavage. "Sean, stop!" she would whisper. "Stop what?" I'd challenge her. "Stop being naughty," she would say but smile.

I had a hundred on the table when Elise brought the check. I pushed it into her hand. "Sir, this is too much. I already sold you my panties and let you pleasure me. I don't have anything else to sell. You can slide your hand up my skirt and feel my naked ass if you like. Oh Sir you make me be so naughty."

I took Elise up on her offer and moved my hand up her legs and felt two warm firm cheeks. All that cheerleading had made her thighs and butt very firm. My fingers went under her cheeks and Elise opened her thighs. Her curly haired lips were moist. She moaned quietly. "Mrs. Mary your cousin is very naughty," she whispered and leaned down and kissed me, then laughed and walked away.

I helped Mary out of the booth and her skirt slid way up her bare thighs showing me her pink gusset. "Mary Margaret, didn't your mamma teach you how a proper young woman gets out of a booth. You're showing off all your charms," I said looking at where her thighs came together.

She eeked and pulled her skirt down. "A gentleman would not have looked," she hissed. "Stop being naughty, you idiot."

When she stood I ran my hand down her back and cupped her ass. She swung back and slapped my arm. "What? I was just smoothing down your skirt. Did you want to show everyone in the diner your pink panties? Now who's being naughty?"

When we got to the truck Mary said she would get in by herself. She did and slammed the door. When I got in, Maureen asked, "Did you two have a spat? Someone looks angry Master."

"He was fresh with the waitress. She even let him feel her ass, her naked ass under her skirt. Then he grabbed my ass.... in the diner! Where anyone could have seen," Mary growled.

"Well I did warn you Mary Margaret. My Master can get very naughty. Some women don't even mind."

"Well I mind!" Mary huffed. In a British female accent Maureen quoted, "The lady doth protest too much, methinks," a line found in Act III, Scene II of Hamlet by William Shakespeare. "Where to next, My Lady?" Maureen purred.

"The feed store. We need bales of hay for the church fair." Maureen started the truck and we drove there with Mary looking out the side window huffing and puffing her displeasure, or was it her frustration with the war raging inside her mind?

Mary told the owner what the church needed but said others would be coming in and getting other supplies. I handed the owner 5 hundreds and told him to run a tab for the church. I heard Mary take in a deep breath.

It took some time to load all the bales into the back of my truck and Mary somewhat appeased thanked me for my help. She placed her hand on my arm and looking at me with amber eyes asked me if I had the additional time to help put the bales of hay out and about around the church property.

Quoting a line from my favorite movie, 'The Princess Bride' I said, "As you wish."

"Okay Wesley, are we storming the castle now?" Maureen laughed. I don't think Mary got it so I just drove the truck to the church. There were other parishioners about to help. Mary was quick to introduce me as her cousin Sean to protect her reputation. I turned on my Irish charm and had the ladies eating out of my hand. Elise showed up and asked for my help setting up her 'Kiss The Cheerleader' booth.

Her jeans were painted on and I got a good indication of how nice her ass really was. Her U-neck tee shirt showed off the fullness of her young breasts. Lucky for me she had told me she was over eighteen. She laughed and blushed when she caught me checking out her tits.

"You better not come to my booth Mr. Sean or my reputation with the church ladies will be tarnished," she laughed. We worked setting it up and she wanted me to help her test it out. She got on one side and leaned over showing off her full cleavage. She let me kiss her deeply for some time.

"Mr. Sean, you are very naughty. You were supposed to kiss me on the cheek like the others will." She whispered, "You got my panties wet again Sir." She pulled me in for another deep kiss.

Supper High-jinxes

We worked all afternoon moving the bales about and setting up other fair booths. I worked up a good sweat but thought it best to keep my tee shirt on. Supper for the workers was an outdoor pot luck. As it turned out when I sat, Mary was on my left and Elise was on my right. I flirted with the old ladies at the table making sure they knew me as Mary's cousin.

Elise moved her left hand under the table so I gripped it and held her palm on the bulge of my cock. Her fingers gripped me trying to discover what she was holding moving up and down my shaft. She turned to me her face beet red and her mouth wide open. "Sir that is so naughty," she hissed.

"I don't feel you taking your hand away you naughty girl," I whispered turning to her. "What would a cheerleader charge me to kiss it? I could come by your booth tomorrow night if I haven't shocked you yet."

Elise's hand worked up and down my shaft, gripping and releasing all along the shaft. "It feels so big Sir. You are much larger than my stupid boyfriend. Would it hurt going inside me?"

That question told me she would give herself to me. "Not after I kissed your blonde kitten and made you climax several times. You would be so wet I would fit carefully inside you. Would you want to feel such pleasure with a lover that knew how to treat a woman? It would be your decision Elise," I said and left it at that.

Each time after she used two hands to eat she returned her left hand onto my cock. I leaned over and whispered to her, "I'm gonna take my long thick cock out and you can feel my warm naked flesh. Your choice Princess."

While everyone was occupied I unzipped and pulled out my cock. Elise's hand went under the table and she gripped my soft shaft. She quietly hissed yet moved her warm hand up and down my shaft feeling it get firm. I leak a lot of cum and it had to wet her palm. I whispered for her to lick herself. "Oh Sir," she whispered but brought her palm to her lips and licked up my sauce.

I left Elise to play with her new toy with her licking her palm frequently. I purposely dropped my fork and ran my hand up Mary's calf and that tender spot at the back of her knee. "Sean", she hissed. I ignored her and moved my hand further up the underside of her thigh. "Sean", she hissed but didn't chase me.

Each time I returned my left hand under the table I caressed her knee going on the inside of her thigh. "Sean", she moaned as my hand went higher. "You have to stop!" she whispered but I felt her thighs open. My hand moved under her skirt massaging her inner warm thigh pushing them open until my fingers felt the satin of her panties. Her gusset was wet.

"Sean, stop! This is sinful," Mary whispered. My fingers felt her wetness as her thighs opened even more. "Is that what Bathsheba told King David? Or did she surrender herself like you know you wish to do. You like the attention I am giving you."

"Please Sean, don't make me sin here," she whimpered. Ladies, what did the "here" imply? Like maybe elsewhere? I pulled her right hand under the table and placed it on my naked cock. Elise was busy with pie. For all her self-righteousness Mary did not pull her hand away. Her fingers closed upon my shaft and she moved them up and down my thick shaft. Her fingers told her all she needed to know about how long and thick my cock is.

To keep Elise busy I asked her to plate me a piece of pie. When she did I whispered that her pie tasted so much sweeter this morning. "Why don't you feed me Princess?"

"Oh Sir, you are very, very wicked. I'm getting so wet. Are you really that big and thick Sir? I'm not naughty Sir but you are making me do naughty things," she whispered and fed me the apple pie. I licked her fingers holding the fork and she laughed.

I was done teasing and seducing Mary and took her hand off my cock and put that back in my pants. "I must have you Princess. You must yield your body for my pleasure. Your Master demands this. Go now and I will have you tomorrow night at the fair."

That was whispered to Elise as I moved my hand between her legs until I touched her pussy outside of her jeans. She moaned as she listened to my verbal seduction. She opened her thighs giving me access to the prize hiding behind her jeans. She looked at me and her lips whispered, "Yes Master."

I helped the elder ladies clean up and I found a way to pet or stroke an arm or a back. Some laughed and some let out a long breath. Some naughty widows rubbed against me liking the touch of a man long missing from their lives. Mary came in carrying left overs and placed them on the counter.

"Mrs. Mary your cousin is a scamp," said one lady. "Yes he's very naughty." One laughed and called me a rascal; another a rogue; and the best one I liked was 'scalawag'.

"Ladies, ladies, ladies you paint me with a judgmental brush and chastise me because of my Irish flirting. You cast into doubt my attempts to be friendly with the fine upstanding pristine ladies that attend Mary Margaret's husband's church."

"My good looks and outgoing personality are sometimes a curse I have to bear. I seem to cast a spell on fine ladies who mistake my friendliness for seduction. That is the furthest from my intent," I said bowing deeply. "I go now to my lonely bower to ponder my wrong doing," I said with a sad face.

I spun my apology so well the ladies came up and apologized for their teasing touching my arms and even kissing my cheek. Mary stood in the kitchen her face and cleavage bright red. She was angry, I'm sure, and perhaps jealous of the attention I received.

"Ladies I hope to see you at the fair to personally speak and apologize to you and seek your forgiveness. I'm also anticipating tasting all the food and bakery you will have for the church fair attendees. Perhaps I will receive the kiss of peace if I'm forgiven."

"Mary, I'll bring my truck to the Pastorage and await your return sitting on the porch enjoying this night air." That's not exactly what happened.

Elise Gives It Up

I had parked my truck behind the church and it was alone back there. It was dark as no light was shining where I was parked. I opened my door and saw naked thighs. I slid in and closed the door and before the little overhead light went out I saw side tits.

"This young lady snuck into your truck. Once she stopped screaming we have been having an interesting conversation. She told me all the things you did to her, teasing her, embarrassing her and making her sell her panties. Her new pair is now hanging on your mirror and she sits naked on your passenger seat. I would guess she is making the seat wet," Maureen informed me.

"Elise, where are your clothes and what do you expect?"

"Sean Patrick I expect you to make love to me and if not that then I want you to make me cum then fuck me. My flow just ended and you can cum inside me. In fact I want you to cum inside me."

"Well this one knows what she wants Master. You're gonna break her heart either fucking her or not fucking her. She has thought this through while we talked. She got a big scare when I threatened to call the police when she slid naked into your truck."

"Elise wants to be experienced before going to college. If this bothers you, and I doubt that, you can think of this as a sex-ed class that the young college student will experience with her instructor. I hope you get started with her on the seats and finish her on the hood. I want to listen and watch!" Maureen growled very low and sexy.

"Please Sir. I want a better memory then the one with my stupid ex-boyfriend. I want a knowledgeable lover to pleasure me. Please Sir. My mind has been off on flights of erotic fantasy since the diner and the church dinner. I felt your naked cock and I soaked my panties and jeans. Please be with me Sean, Sir,..... Master," Elise managed to get out as she started crying.

"Oh Sean, give the young woman what she wants. I'm sure you'll get some pleasure out of it. It's not like she is a mercy fuck. I've seen her with the AI camera you installed. Elise is quite pretty; nice tits too," Maureen whistled softly.

"Turn off the overhead light and brighten the dashboard lights. I can do my pleasuring in the dark but I'd rather see this beautiful woman's pussy and tits."

"Oh goody," Maureen purred.

I reached behind me and grabbed an exercise towel. I opened my door and the light was off. I walked around the truck and opened the passenger door. "Are you sure Elise? Last chance to back out. Once we start I'm gonna take you places you have never been to before."

"You better tell Maureen your address so I know where to deliver you. I hope your father doesn't have a loaded shotgun. Turn your legs to me and lie across the seats. This is where I will start your pleasure but I'm gonna fuck you on the hood of my truck."

Elise eeked as I pulled her naked hips and had her ass at the edge of the split bench seat. I pushed the towel under her ass because I knew I was gonna make her wet. My hands went behind her knees and I pushed her thighs towards her breasts as I knelt in the door way.

My long tongue ran up from Elise's asshole, through her wet pussy lips and flicked her clit. She groaned. I flicked her clit then reversed my path and spent some time pushing my tongue into her pussy then against her asshole. "Oh Sir, how naughty."

I felt her thighs tremble and she moaned. I pulled her newest panties off the mirror and moved them between her wet dripping pussy lips. I carefully pushed them into her mouth as a gag and she got a taste of her own honey. That's all I needed was a police car coming around the driveway screaming its siren and flashing its lights because Elise was screaming.

I sucked her clit between my lips and a long groan was muffled by wet panties. I wanted Elise to cum and cum hard for her first climax with me. I sucked her swollen clit while two middle fingers worked into her pussy. Elise's pussy was tight having only been fucked once on prom night. She groaned as my fingers filled her.

I curled my fingers towards the roof of her pussy and rubbed her g-pad rapidly. She screamed and her pussy sprayed like a broken garden hose. I love when that happens! My fingers were crushed by her pulsing vagina and my wrist and arm were soaked by her juices.

I pushed against her wet asshole with the thumb of my other hand. Between the pulses of her climax I pushed my thumb into her ass only stopping at my palm. Thumb and fingers and lips worked Elise into another powerful climax. She screamed against her gag and her thighs trembled and her pussy sprayed past my fingers. My fingers and thumb were grabbed as the climax overpowered her.

I added a third finger into her pussy and moved them rapidly in and out the doorway of her vagina. A woman's clit is actually a wishbone of thousands of nerves surrounding the doorway of her vagina. A guy with only his cock who doesn't know this will leave the woman frustrated.

I needed Elise to climax three or four times as I opened her pussy to take my long thick cock. A number of quick thrusts with my three fingers and Elise screamed into another climax. Her thighs shook wildly against me as her pussy tried to drown my fingers.

She was losing her strength and just groaned when I pushed two fingers into her ass having removed my thumb. I used both hands to drive Elise into the most powerful climax she had ever yet received. I felt her loose the strength of her thighs so I let them down and her legs hung out the door.

"Well you did that very nicely Sean. Are you gonna fuck her on the hood of the truck now? You need to be sure the dashcam is pointed correctly so I can watch. You get me all excited Master," Maureen moaned.

"You're such a slut Maureen," I chided her. "You wouldn't have me any other way Master," she purred.

I reached for the blanket behind the passenger seat and laid it out on the hood of the truck and the bumper. My winged Valkyrie had been moved to the bumper just for the reason that was about to happen. I went back for Elise and wrapped her legs around my hips and held her up by her ass. She groaned and put her arms behind my head holding on.

I let her slide down my body listening to her groan as her hard nipples rubbed on my tee shirt. I turned her and lifting her hips I laid her tits on the blanket on the hood of the truck. I lifted her legs and set her knees on the bumper. Elise's pussy and ass were now at cock height.

I took off my tee and dropped my jeans to my boots. Taking my hard long thick cock in hand I ran it through Elise's dripping pussy. I put my cockhead to the doorway into her wet vagina. I pulled her long blonde hair and thrust forward. She screamed into the gag as my fat cockhead breached into her pussy. I put a hand to the back of her neck holding her down and thrust more cock into her tight pussy.

Other than side to side Elise could not move so more cock went into her tight sleeve until my heavy ballsack kissed her pussy lips. Elise's hot inner flesh was now pushed out and deep by my long thick hard cock. I pulled back to my cockhead then slapped her ass as I thrust forward and tapped the depths of her pussy.

Elise's head came up off the hood and she screamed muffled into the dark night. I thrust rapidly into the blonde ex-cheerleader as her juices squeezed around my thick cock to wet my balls. Her pussy pulsed all along my long shaft as she was overtaken by another climax. She was spent and could not protect herself for my next desire.

I pulled out of her pussy and got sprayed by additional pulses of warm juices. I raised my cockhead and rubbed the back portal into her virgin asshole. Well virgin from cock but not a thumb and fingers but not for long. I pushed my cockhead easily feeling her analring yielding kissing across my crown.

A long low moan drifted off into the night air as my cockhead breached into Elise's ass. Her ring grabbed behind my crown and pulsed. I put my two long fingers onto her clit and rubbed. She groaned and I pushed more cock into her ass. She groaned again as I wet my thick shaft with her warm juices and pushed the rest of my cock deep into her ass.

My heavy ballsack kissed her blonde hair covered pussy lips as I let my long thick cock marinate in the tight heat of her ass. I pushed my two long fingers into her pussy as my cock started moving in her ass. I listened to Elise moan as I sought my own pleasure in her ass.

I pulled my wet fingers out of her pussy and rubbed briskly across her clit. Her ass trembled on my cock as her juices sprayed across my palm. Elise screamed against her panties gag as her dark sleeve crushed and pulsed all along my thick cockshaft.

I ran my cock deep and hard into her ass pushing her tits against the blanket. Elise let out one long loud scream as she trembled through a powerful climax. Pulses of hot pussy juices sprayed against my balls as my large cockhead paved the way deep into her ass. I pinched her clit and she screamed again.

I thrust three fingers into her pussy rapidly rubbing her into another climax. Her ass pulsed on my cock and pushed me over the edge. Seven, eight, nine globs of my hot cum shot deep into her ass. I pulled out and filled her pussy with one thrust and shot a few more pulses of cum.

I took the risk of the noise and started slapping Elise's ass as she groaned and gripped my cock with each slap. I pulled her up by her long blonde hair and gripped each large naked breast in my strong hands. I bit across her shoulders and up each side of her neck. I was sure she will see bruises.

"Oh Master you fucked her good. The poor girl is gonna feel her discomfort for days. She has to do the kissing booth tomorrow night. I hope she can stand," Maureen said meowing.

"You need to get that spent woman into your truck and sneak her into her house without waking her daddy. I'll direct you but it will take the stealth of a SEAL to get her quietly into her bed. Let's get going or Mary Margaret's gonna wonder where you have been."

I wrapped Elise in the blanket and lowered her into my truck. Maureen directed my progress and shut off the engine as we coasted to a stop in front of Elise's house. When I fireman carried her up the walk she tightened her arms around me and tenderly kissed my neck. This was a quiet town so the front door was unlocked.

"Upstairs on the right," Elise whispered then bit my ear. I opened her door and pulled back her covers as Elise hung on me. I laid her down and covered her. She pulled me down and kissed me deeply. "Thank you Master," she whispered and kissed me again.

Elise's Mother

Just as I got to her door I heard, "Elise" from a female voice. As I stepped into the hall I bumped into a woman that had to be Elise's mother. She took in a frightened breath and backed up against the hall wall. I followed into her personal space and felt a set of full breasts against me.

"She's fine. Let her sleep. Your daughter became a woman tonight," I whispered then held the back of Mom's neck and kissed her deeply. I was surprised that she didn't try to escape but moved into the kiss. She moaned when I gripped her left breast feeling her heart pounding. We kissed deeply for some while.

My body held her against the wall feeling the fullness of her breasts. She hissed when my hand drifted down her belly and cupped atop her pussy. I massaged her pussy feeling her nightgown get wet between her thighs. She moaned and hid her face in my neck as my hands started pulling up her nightgown.

I bunched her hem and pushed it into her mouth. My hand went under the hem of her panties and felt the warm wetness between her pussy lips. My fingers found her swollen clit and I rubbed her tenderly until I felt her tremble and wet my fingers. I pulled her gusset to the side and carefully pushed two fingers up into her.

She groaned biting my neck as my fingers moved across her g-pad and my thumb rubbed her clit side to side. Elise's mother groaned deeply and hugged me against her as she trembled through a climax. Was her mother a neglected housewife to let me make her cum, and cum so quickly?

It was nighttime quiet in the hall and her mother hissed when she heard my zipper going down. I lifted her by her ass and she wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. I reached between us and found the entrance to her pussy with my large cockhead.

Gravity forced my cockhead to breach into the doorway of the mother's pussy. What I could feel of her body she must keep herself in shape. Her tits felt full against me and the hams of her ass felt tight as did her thighs wrapped around me. "Oh fuck!" she groaned against the gag of her nightgown as half my long thick cock slid up inside her.

Using her thighs she rose up to my crown then slid her tight wet pussy further down my shaft. She was fucking herself on my cock rising up and taking me deep as my hands held and lifted her ass. She bit my neck again when my cockhead tapped the full depth of her hot flesh. She punished herself on my thick hard cock taking it deep into her.

She screamed into her gag and I felt my balls get wet with warm juices. She took me deep against her cervix when she lost the strength of her thighs. I jackhammered into her pussy holding her against the hall wall feeling her pussy pulse all along my thick shaft. I felt her hard nipples push against my chest as she groaned and hissed with each thrust.

Her hot tight pulsating pussy pushed me over the edge and I shot globs of cum up against the doorway to her womb. I thrust up deep inside her over and over drinking in the pleasure of my climax and releasing my cum. I stopping cumming and let my cock marinate in the depths of her warm flesh.

Elise's mom released the grip around my hips and her feet slipped back down to the floor. My spent cock slowly slid out of her tight pussy. I moved her gusset back over her pussy then pinched her shoulder blades until she knelt.

I pulled the nightgown gag from her and brought my cockhead to her lips. I rubbed my cum coated cock across her lips until she opened and took my cock into her mouth. Did Elise's mom suck cock? Well she did now as I slid my thickness along her tongue pushing it deep against her throat.

Her lips closed tightly along my thick shaft and her tongue washed my cum and her juices off my cock. "Give it a kiss and put it away; I have to go. I would demand your panties but I want you to drip out my cum as you lie beside your husband knowing you willingly committed adultery. Now kiss me deeply and say, "Thank you Master."

She took my cheeks into her hands and kissed me deeply then all over my face. "Thank you Master," she whispered then groaned when I bit hard upon her neck. She would bruise and have to answer why to her husband -- if he even noticed. I squeezed her full left breast then kissed her deeply. "Too bad I don't have time to spank you tied to your kitchen table."

"Oh Master," she groaned. I grabbed her ass hard then kissed her again then bit her lower lip tasting her blood. She whimpered as I walked away down the stairs then out the door. When I got in the truck Maureen asked me why I took so long. "Did you fuck Elise again in her bed?"

"No I fucked her mother against the hall wall. I guess she got up to check on Elise. She didn't seem to object to cumming multiple times and my filling her pussy with my hot thick cum."

"Oh Sean, you are the Master," Maureen laughed.

At The Pastorage

I parked the truck in full view outside the Pastorage and entered the unlocked door. It must be nice to live in a small town and feel that safe. Mary was sitting up in the kitchen in a shear nightgown. I could easily see the dark rings of her areolas. When she stood the darkness between her thighs was evident. Her long brushed red hair tried its best to cover her tits.

"Sean, where have you been? I've been very worried that maybe something happened," she said concerned then brought her fingers to her lips.

"I drove Elise home and spent some time with her mother. I'd like to take a shower then get to bed. I guess we have more to do at the fair tomorrow. I guess I'll get to meet your husband." I ended the conversation then went up to the spare room and stripped.

I took a quick shower washing off the scent of two pussies on my cock and balls. I was standing there naked dripping water. "Sean, I forgot to give you towels," Mary said pushing open the bathroom door. Perhaps she thought I hadn't started.

Her green eyes opened wide following my scars down my body and ending on my large package. My long thick cock lay between my thighs cradled by my large ballsack. Mary stood there not speaking for uncounted 'thousands of seconds'.

I tweaked my cock and it began to rise as blood flowed into it making it firm. I could beat NASA in a count-down. Mary watched my cock harden and point at where her pussy would be behind her nightgown. The bathroom was small and yet I could smell Mary's female scent. She was wetting her pussy lips.

"Sean," she whispered then dropped the towels. Her hand reached out as if to grip me but she hissed and backed out of the bathroom into her bedroom. She lost her balance and fell to the floor; her nightgown slid up her thighs. Did she not realize her thighs were spread and I could see her red haired pussy; she not wearing any panties? Ladies, why hadn't Mary put on panties?

Mary was breathing deeply from fright or adulterous thoughts. She was watching my cock pulse as she lay on the floor braced on her forearms; thighs still spread wide open. She followed my long hard cock as I walked to her bed and pulled aside her covers. I pulled her long red hair until she spun and crawled to beside her bed.

I pulled her hair again and she stood beside her bed. "Sean," she moaned. Her nightgown had two ribbons at the shoulders. I pulled them open and her gown fell to her feet. Mary stood there naked breathing deeply not speaking. Her naked breasts were there for me to memorize. Why didn't she tell me to behave? I pushed on her shoulders and she fell to her bed then supported herself on her forearms watching me.

I knelt and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed then captured her clit between my lips. Mary screamed! I sucked and flicked that knot back and forth. Mary dropped to the bed and groaned low and long as her pussy began to weep. I drank the sweet nectar from the Pastor's wife's pussy.

She screamed as I brought her to a trembling climax. My lips felt her crimson gash pulse as her aftershocks coursed through her body. I slowly filled her pussy with my two fingers and curled them forward. I rapidly moved my fingers in and out her wet dripping pussy as I rubbed her g-pad and sucked her clit.

Mary sat up and screamed pulling on my hair, pushing my face against her pussy and sprayed me with her honey, spritzing like a pin hole in a garden hose. Her body pounded on the bed as I sucked her into another climax. I felt her ass, wet with her cum, so pushed my thumb into her ass. She screamed and sprayed again wetting her belly and her bedding.

I finally had access to her full breasts and gave each a squeeze and pulled out her nipples. Her pussy sprayed and wet my chin and chest. She let out a long hiss and lay spent on her now soaking wet bed.

I stood and pushed her thighs up by her tits. Her pussy opened wide and I could see her dripping red grotto. I brought my cockhead to her opening then pulled out her nipples. She screamed and I breached into her pussy filling it with half my long thick cock.

I pulled her nipples again and slid all my long thick cock deep into her tight pussy until I tapped the depths of her flesh. Mary groaned as my cock pushed out her tight sleeve and made room for all my length. I wasn't gonna make love to the Pastor's wife; I was gonna fuck her; Fuck her and fill her with my hot thick cum.

I just started pounding her ass into her marriage bed and kept it up listening to Mary scream. She sat up, her hands against my chest but she was false. Her hips rose up to thrust against my thick cock coming down. Our flesh slapped against each other grabbing the maximum pleasure possible for two adults fucking.

Mary's pussy crushed my cock as it pulsed through a powerful climax. She screamed and her juices tried to spray out past my thrusting cock. Her tightness pushed me over the edge and I shot pulses of my cum against the doorway to her womb. Did I knock up the Pastor's wife? Did I care?

I thrust deep and hard into Mary Margaret until I was fully overwhelmed with pleasure. I stayed deep in Mary's flesh, hard against her womb leaking the last of my cum. It was as if I was knotted to my bitch on the hot grasslands of the savannah.

I pulled out then walked to the other side of the bed. I slid my cock along her lips then felt her wet tongue come out and lick me. I put my cockhead to her lips and rubbed my fingers down the length of my cockshaft and dribbled the very last of my cum onto her tongue.

I walked back into the bathroom and took a noisy piss. I crossed the hall into the spare bedroom leaving Mary Margaret totally spent on her marriage bed. I fell quickly to sleep as SEALs are trained to do. I left Mary to deal with possibly being bred.

I sleep naked and often dream of prior conquests. SEALs are well trained and I heard a board squeak in my room and I was wide awake. "Sean are you awake? Sean are you awake?" I heard whispered. It had to be Mary. I felt the sheet slowly pulled down. A warm hand took hold of my cock.

"Sean are you awake?" was whispered again as she knelt beside the bed. Her hand took a firm grip on my cock and moved up and down. I was soon rock hard. "Sean are you awake?" What was Mary going to do with a hard cock in her hand? I found out as she leaned over and warm lips kissed my cockhead.

I moaned and spoke in French trying to convince Mary I was still asleep. More of my hard cock moved into Mary's mouth. She slipped off my cockhead and a wet warm tongue moved up and down my cockshaft. She took my cock back into her mouth and moaned her pleasure. Why was Mary doing this?

Whether Mary ever sucked her husband's cock I'd never know but Mary was doing an excellent job. I doubt her Pastor husband ever let that happen. Her warm hand moved up and down my long hard cockshaft as she took the other half into her mouth.

I moaned in French saying, "Yvette," several times. Mary let my cockhead tap the back of her throat and she moaned. Did she want to give better pleasure to my cock than Yvette?

"Yvette I'm gonna cum baby. Swallow it all or I will discipline your ass on the kitchen table. Get it all baby or I'm gonna fuck you in your ass after I turn it red....." I moaned as if in a dream.

Even women that have sucked cock before are not prepared for the amount of cum I shoot and the strength it comes out. Pulling out of a pussy I can paint a woman's forehead then her face with up to nine pulses of hot thick cum.

My first pulse of cum in Mary's mouth hit her gag reflex and she coughed. Through slightly open eyes I saw my cum run out of her nose. She pulled off my cockhead and several globs of cum hit her forehead then painted her face. She eeked loudly not thinking she would wake me and several globs shot out on her naked tits.

Mary looked like a porn star that had three guys let loose on her face. My globs dripped off her cheeks and landed on her tits. Mary hissed, stood and ran from the room. I watched her ass move lit by a hall light. I heard her weeping as if she realized the naughtiness of what she had done.

While her Pastor husband was away she let a stranger feel her ass and pussy, fuck her, perhaps even breed her. She sucked his cock, swallowed some cum and been painted with the rest. Yes that could be strong reasons for her to be crying loudly in her empty bed realizing her lust and adultery.

I pulled up the sheet wrapping it around my cock and balls to soak up my cum and immediately went back to sleep satisfied from another climax. I slept late into the morning. I called to Mary, not getting a reply. I showered and dressed then went down to the kitchen. There was a note indicating Mary had left early for the full day of the fair. I skipped breakfast planning to get coffee and baked goods at the fair. I walked next door to the church fair.

The Church Fair and Elise's Mother

I flirted horribly with the matrons of the church getting them to feed me a biscuit dipped in home jarred honey and later a muffin lathered in turned butter and put up jam. I demanded I give them a kiss for their baking skills and kindness. They turned their cheek to me and I moved to kiss their lips. You could hear them scream and laugh. Many women would remember Mary's cousin and how fresh he was.

Later in the day I wound up at the 'Kiss A Cheerleader' booth. It looked like every middle school boy was lined up with their dollar. I watched Elise give the boys a run for their money as she held their cheeks and kissed them on the lips. Perhaps it was their first real kiss from 'a woman'. I saw repeat offenders. Sorry but dads in line got a kiss on the cheek.

It was my turn and Elise blushed deep red. "Mr. Sean, you were very naughty last night," she whispered. "I woke up naked in my bed when my mother knocked on my door. She shocked me her standing naked beside my bed. I reached up and cupped one of her full breasts. She moaned softly."

"I had never seen her full breasts and the curly blonde hair between her thighs. She looked like an older version of me. She asked me if I had a good time last night then leaned in and kissed me sweetly on my lips. I felt the warm wet tip of her tongue. We kissed tenderly for who knows how long. She made me get wet. Did she know Sean?"

"I can hardly sit. How many times did you spank me? And what did you do to my ass? Did you cum in my ass? I feel you back there. I leaked into my sheets; they were all wet. I still am trembling," she said and pulled me in for a deep kiss.

xxx

I heard a woman clear her throat. She was a spitting image of Elise. "Elise is this your sister?" I asked turning close into her. She hissed and took a small step back. "No silly, that's my Mom. She seemed very happy making me breakfast before I had to leave for the fair."

"Mom, this is Mr. Sean, Mrs. Mary's cousin. See they both have red hair," Elise said laughing. Elise then got busy with another line of adolescent boys with dollars held tightly in their hands.

"I'm Betty," she said and blushed deep red. I took her hand and ran my fingernails up and down the flesh of her inner arm. She trembled and closed her eyes and leaned into me.

"It's nice making your acquaintance, Betty. Perhaps we can meet up again... In the daylight," I whispered and let the back of my hand graze across the side of her full breast.

I watched her eyes close and listened to her moan as I rubbed my hard cock against her hip. "Mr. Sean, please..." she moaned.

"It's nice Betty that this time you are asking please." Because of the booth and her orientation no one could see me cup her pussy and rub up and down over her skirt. "Oh god, no Sean. Don't tempt me," she whimpered.

"May I have you again Betty? My long thick cock felt so good filling your sweet tight pussy. You will give yourself to me just as your daughter did. I'll have you Betty for my pleasure if you let me get you alone," I whispered.

Betty turned and walked rapidly away. I wandered the fair as the gloaming started and the lights on the booths turned on. I found Mary tending the buffet dinner line and I stepped up and ordered. She would not meet my eyes. "Where's your husband Mary? I'd like to meet him."

She didn't answer. "Mary Margaret where is your husband?"

Quietly behind her long red hair she whispered, "He was asked to stay over at the retreat and do Sunday morning services. Please Sean, don't," she whimpered.

"Mary Margaret whatever do you mean? Besides I will be gone bright and early tomorrow morning while everyone is in Service. I seem to have stayed too long, Bathsheba." Mary looked at me with frightened wide open green eyes. I left a hundred at the register and went and sat and ate my meal flirting with more of the matrons.

Much later in the evening, as some might say, a coincidence, I saw Betty walking alone. I was between two abandoned food booths so I gripped her bare arm and pulled her tight against me.

Her eyes went wide and she went to pull back but I pulled her forward until her firm breasts pushed against me. I ran my hand down her back and then upon her panty covered ass under her skirt. I kissed her deeply staying connected breathing in each other. She moaned but did not try to push off me.

Betty was very pretty, much like Elise. She was shaped nicely. Her breasts were full and her hips flared out. Her ass felt soft and full as my hand continued to run across it gripping a single cheek back and forth. Her scent started to rise. "Sean, No."

"What would your husband say if he knew his wife let a stranger fuck her in the hallway of his house while he slept? If I remember you climaxed multiple times and let me cum deep up inside you. Did you drip into your panties while your husband slept, a cuckold, next to you?"

She groaned and looked at me with frightened blue eyes. So far she didn't push away or stop my strong hand from massaging her firm ass. I danced us behind the booth blocking anyone from seeing us. She was neglected.

I read her needs and moved my hand and cupped her pussy under her dress. "Perhaps I can take care of this yet again," I said as I ran my fingers along her pussy causing a cameltoe with her panties. She moaned but did not push my hand away. It was dark but some street lamps nearby shed some light.

There were a few bales of hay stacked up and I pushed her down on her tits. She shrieked but then lay still. Her knees were on the ground so I flipped her skirt up on her back. She went to move away so my strong hand came down on the back of her neck and held her there. I then slapped her ass several times.

"Don't move slut or I'll spank that fine ass until it turns red. I'll take you tonight again right here. I'm gonna push your small town cunt wide open as my large cock makes you cum just like in your hall. All you need have done was cry out and your husband would have come to your rescue."

"But you did not cry out and let me fuck you and fill you with my cum just like I did to your innocent daughter. You are gonna feel so much pleasure again you're gonna think an angel came down from heaven and used you for his own," I growled.

She moaned and blubbered in fright but did not move. She was sniffling and crying but I could smell her wetness. I pulled her panties down to below her ass. I gripped my hard cock after opening my zipper and dropping my pants. I wanted my naked groin to feel her naked ass.

I pushed my cockhead against her pussy from behind. When my fat crown ran through her wet pussy lips she moaned and pushed back. My cock pushed against the opening to her pussy then I started thrusting small amounts as her now wet pussy yielded.

My cockhead breached her vagina and she screamed as it gripped it tightly. I gave her no yield as I pushed and pulled back over and over until my cockhead hit the depths of her hot cavern.

Betty was moaning and crying from the discomfort in her pussy as my long fat cock pushed the walls of her sleeve out further than her husband ever had. Her pussy pulsed her wet juices as it tried to fit me as I filled her. The furthest depth of her insides felt my cock. Her wet pussy lips stretched to let all of my long fat cockshaft enter.

Her vulva shone in the lamp lights and her gash sparkled from her wetness that was running out. Betty moaned out an, "Oh god mercy me!" and shook her pussy along my cock. I took two fingers one atop the other and pushed them into her ass. When I put them side by side my neglected wife moaned deeply.

I changed the angle of my cock and found her g-pad and stroked it rapidly while I rubbed on her clit. Her pussy clamped down on my cock and she screamed as her pussy sprayed hot juices all over my heavy ballsack. The noise of the fair covered her repeating screams of pleasure.

I thrust my cock and rubbed her clit and warm fluids ran out. "Oh my god, what pleasure I feel!" she groaned as she felt herself leak and wet her pussy lips and inner thighs. My fingers felt her pulsing asshole. I watched as her dark star winked at me.

I pulsed back and forth feeding her more cock until I filled the depths of her pussy. She moaned and growled when my helmet tapped her cervix. I tapped it over and over as if trying to get past its doorway.

"Ever have this much man-cock inside you Betty? Ever have a fat cock push your pussy wide open? Ever have a long fat cock tap way up inside you knocking on the door to your womb?"

I asked her all that as I rode my cock out and in deep hearing her 'Huff and Ooh' as I filled her and tapped the bottom of her depth. Before she could answer I rubbed and pulled on her pleasure knot and she screamed as her pussy pulsed on my cock. Her hot juices squeezed past my fat cock and wet us both and the hay under her. Betty was so primed her orgasms came one after another.

I started going rapidly banging my cock deep into her. Her clit moved along my cockshaft pulled and pushed as I rode her pussy. I pulled her ass back against me and held onto her hips as I pounded into her. I know I was hitting her cervix hard with my cockhead as Betty groaned louder and louder.

She started with a low growl that rose to a loud scream as her pussy squeezed on my cock. Her pussy pulsed on my cock gripping then releasing over and over as she thrashed about on the hay bales. Betty trembled through a powerful climax. Her hot juices shot out around my cock, pulse after pulse as powerful orgasmic aftershocks shook her. She let out a long breath now fully spent.

Just like her daughter I pulled out of Betty's dripping pussy and placed my cockhead against her asshole. Betty was fully spent and had no strength to fight me off. I pushed against her back door and my fat cockhead breached into her ass. She groaned as her ass pulsed on my cockhead. "What? Oh fuck, Sean."

She groaned and I pushed more cock into her ass. She groaned again as I wet my thick shaft with her warm juices and pushed the rest of my long fat cock deep into her ass. My heavy ballsack kissed her blonde hair covered pussy lips as I let my long thick cock marinate in the tight heat of her ass.

My cock started moving in her ass. I listened to Betty moan as I sought my own pleasure in her ass. I reached under her and my wet fingers rubbed briskly across her clit. Her ass trembled on my cock as her juices sprayed across my palm. Betty screamed as her dark sleeve crushed and pulsed all along my thick cockshaft.

I ran my cock deep and hard into her ass pushing her tits against her bra and blouse on the bales of hay. Betty let out one long loud scream as she trembled through a powerful climax. Pulses of hot pussy juices sprayed against my balls as my large cockhead paved the way deep into her ass. I pinched her clit and she screamed again.

I thrust three fingers into her pussy rapidly rubbing her into another climax. Her ass pulsed on my cock and pushed me over the edge. Seven, eight, nine globs of my hot cum shot deep into her ass.

I pulled out and filled her pussy with one thrust and shot a few more pulses of cum. She screamed as she felt my hot cum eject into her tight hot pussy. Pulse after pulse of the last of my hot thick cum painted the doorway to her womb as I filled the bottom of her flesh.

I kept my cock deep in Betty's pussy enjoying her final pulses of her climax aftershocks gripping my shaft. I pulled out of her raw pussy and watched my cum leak into her panties. I pulled them up and covered her ass and dropped her skirt. I helped her walk to an empty picnic table.

Just then Elise walked by and stopped dead in her tracks. She saw her disheveled mother, her long blonde hair askew. "Oh my Mr. Sean did you just fuck my mother?"

"Yes Elise I did, twice. I fucked her in your hallway last night after I dropped you naked unto your bed. I may have bred your mother. I just fucked her behind those booths on a bale of hay. She didn't fight me. She wanted it. I finished fucking her in her ass just like I did you."

"Oh Mr. Sean.... Thank you so much! My mother has been so unhappy. My father has no desire for her anymore and she has been so neglected. I bet you have fucked a mother and daughter before," she laughed....

"I bet you had them in the same bed, side by side. You are such a dog just like Maureen said. I bet you did both their asses just like me and Mom."

"I'll love you forever Mr. Sean," she said and reached up and kissed me deeply. "Say hello to Maureen. I'll miss her too." She held up her Mom and prepared to walk her slowly towards the parking lot.

"Maureen will keep an eye on you Elise, and expect you to fulfill the promised opportunity given to you. We expect great things from your education, sports and career. Go with our love, for you shall never again see me."

Elise ran back into my arms and kissed me deeply. She held me tightly not wishing to release me. She moved my hand onto her ass and squeezed me hard on one cheek. "My heart reserves a special place for you Sir that no other male shall ever fill. When I am on the brink, either in study or sports, I shall call up your memory and persevere."

"When I am playing in that all important final game or walking the stage for my degrees I shall scan the crowd looking for an elusive long red haired man because I know you shall be there. I will name my first born male after you so each time I call him my memory will be cast back to these last few days. Maybe I'll laugh every time I remove my panties. Go now with my love you Irish rogue before I weep uncontrolled."

Elise kissed me deeply and ran her hand over my strength then weeping turned back to her mother and walked away. She did not look back.

Mary Margret Gets Disciplined

I walked back to the Pastorage but stopped first in the garage. I found rope to my needs and an old leather belt. I brought them into the kitchen and cut the rope to length and tied them about the table legs. I laid the old leather belt on the table then made myself some tea.

After some time Mary Margaret returned. She saw me sitting at the table then eeked when she saw the belt and the ropes.

"Come here Bathsheba and remove your clothes. You must pay the price for my breeding you and you coating your face with my hot thick cum. Come here and yield. Don't make me force you," I said in a trained commanding voice.

Mary stood for some unknown heart beats in complete silence. She fought the marriage vows against her dark desires. Mary broke the stalemate with a whispered, "Yes Sean", and began to unbutton her blouse. It dropped to the kitchen floor. Next came the bra and Mary stood there, her tits naked, rising and falling with her frightened breath.

She stood looking at me then at the ropes and belt on the table. Her hands moved to the zipper on her skirt and it fell to around her feet. Her panties were blood red satin.

"Mary when you pulled up those red panties this morning to cover your sweet pussy you did so knowing you would give them to me for my truck mirror. Now take them off and hand them to me. I'll need them for your gag. I don't want people leaving the fair hearing you scream. I don't want the police showing up."

I held out my hand and in a final display of her submission Mary pushed her panties down to her feet. "Turn around and show me that ass that is gonna feel the brunt of your discipline. Bend over and retrieve your fragrant panties for I know you are wet."

Mary whimpered and bent over knowing I could see her pussy lips between her thighs and the roundness of her ass. I did not hear, "Sean behave," as she handed me her panties. I'm sure her mind was thinking I was being very naughty as I brought her red satin panties to my face and breathed in her scent.

"Mary, you stand there naked, willingly before a man that is not your husband. Come to the table. You will see two loops of rope that you are to slip your hands through to your wrists and grip with your fingers. Your naked full breasts will be on the table and your naked ass will be there for your discipline and my pleasure."

"I will slip your feet through two other loops requiring you to spread your legs wide open. Your leaking naked pussy and the dark star between your ass cheeks will be presented for my pleasure. Your ass will receive your discipline with the belt."

"Once fully administered I will use your body for my own pleasure in any way I desire. There will be no safe word as you commit adultery and cuckhold your Pastor husband."

"Sean, you are my Master tonight," she said quietly and walked to beside the table. She bent over settling her firm breasts on the kitchen table. Mary slid her hands through the rope loops and laid her cheek aside. I bent down and placed her right foot through the loop then pushed on her left foot until Mary spread her legs wide and the loop went around that foot.

"Mary, like in the days of the Romans and biblical times I will administer twenty one lashes on your ass and upper thighs with the belt. You will be expected to count them out. Since we are somewhat isolated you may scream as loud as you want or need into your gag." I balled her panties and pushed them carefully into her mouth.

"Shall I begin, Bathsheba?" I said behind her. I moved the belt softly down her back and across her ass cheeks. The kitchen table, the rope and the belt was intended to bring about Mary's submission, not pain. "Yes Master," I heard from Mary as best she could around the gag.

I tested the folded belt on my palm. I chose a slap that would be appropriate for turning Mary's ass red. I swung and flicked the leather flap on Mary's right ass cheek. She shrieked; from fright, from pain, from the unexpected, was as yet unknown.

I waited to hear a muffled, "one" then flicked on her left ass cheek. She shrieked against the gag then quietly said "two" as best she could so I added five more on her ass cheeks and upper thighs. "Seven," Mary groaned out. I moved my hand softly across her ass then went under and felt her warm juices. The discipline was not affecting her wetness as it dripped down her inner thighs.

"Bathsheba, shall I continue?" I asked while moving two fingers across her wet doorway to her vagina and rubbing her clit then reversing and rubbing her anus, that doorway into her darkness.

"Yes," she produced a muffled growl.

Flicks eight through fourteen were administered on ass checks and upper thighs. Mary said the numbers sometimes through gritted teeth. I watched her pull the ropes holding her hands perhaps testing her ability to escape or her resolve to see her discipline to the end.

My two fingers used Mary's dripping juices as lube to enter her pussy. She groaned as I moved them deeper then removed them; then refilled her again. My hand moved back and my thumb circled the oval of her back door then moved inside when it yielded. Mary groaned deeply.

I pulled all my fingers out and stood there beside her. Her ass moved about as if searching for my fingers and additional pleasure. I moved to the other side of the table and whispered in her ear, "Do you want me to stop Bathsheba?"

"No..... Master," came out muffled.

For those who may not know, Bathsheba was a married woman to a Hittite general in King David's army. David lusted for Bathsheba making her pregnant then conspired to have the husband killed in battle. It might be the first example of a husband being cuckolded. Many Commandments were broken in that story.

"Mary I'll give you a choice. You can untie yourself and I will give you a tender bath then make sweet love to you not thinking the less of you as you willingly commit adultery. OR I can discipline you with the last seven. They will be harder on your ass then before with the last three being the hardest."

"Then while you are still tied to the table I will take my pleasure in your cunt then in your ass filling your dark passage with my thick hot cum when I finally climax. I will make you cum multiple times so you wet your own kitchen floor. After I'm done I will leave you on your table then go unclean into your marriage bed and fall asleep. Do you want the bath?"

"Nooooooooooooooooo, Mather," she moaned through the gag.

I stayed on that side of the table and flicked her ass four quick times moving from ass cheek to ass cheek. They had to sting and left red marks. Mary was almost hyperventilating trying to dissipate the effects.

I took aim and the last three flicks stung directly on her naked pussy lips. Her pee came out and wet the floor after the first. Two more well aimed flicks and Mary screamed into the gag and sprayed her cum across the floor and her thighs trembled as if I had tazered her.

Her long red hair was whipped back and forth as her head rotated her scream. She trembled as her climax coursed through her body sending bolts of pleasure to her groin. She groaned and pulled on the ropes as her body was tossed about.

I swear her flicks were no worse than a hand slap on a bare ass. Mary had to be letting her mind take her on a flight of dark desire. I looked in a few drawers and found dish towels and threw a few on the puddle that was her pee, pussy juices and cum.

I gave her a little respite as I undressed. I wanted to be naked against her nakedness. I stood behind her on the towels then cock in hand ran my large head through her cum foaming pussy lips. Coated I located the entry to her pussy and pushed. Mary screamed when my crown breached into her wetness.

I thrust and retreated, thrust and retreated until my large cockhead had opened her up to her full depth. She groaned as my cockhead tapped her cervix. I tapped it each time I thrust deep. Mary was groaning and trembling, her tits squeaking on the table from her sweat as I pushed against her ass.

Mary's deep flesh pulsed the length of my thick cock. Her hot wet tight cunt felt great on my cock. I was sure I was the largest that had been inside her, not by the missing husband.

I started thrusting rapidly back and forth in her pussy pulling and pushing on her clit as her pussy lips held tightly around my cock. Her head raised and she let out a long muffled scream. Her pussy grasped my cock as another climax claimed her.

I pulled all out and her cum sprayed against my balls. I filled her pussy with one thrust and she screamed to her ceiling once again then collapsed her breath and lay spent on the table. I pulled out and her juices leaked down her spread wide thighs to wet the rope around her ankles.

My pleasure was not yet complete. As promised I moved my cock upwards and centered it right on her asshole. I leaned over her back, pulled on her long sweaty red hair and used it like reins as I pushed forward.

Mary forced out a "No, no, no," muffled softly as my cockhead popped through her anal ring. She hissed and began to breathe heavily through her nose and around her gag sounding like a bull getting ready to charge. I pushed more cock and slapped one of her ass cheeks. She moaned deeply and slowly my long thick cock was fully down inside her hot tight ass.

"Oh fuck Sean, oh fuck Sean," she sobbed out muffled by her gag as best she could.

I then started to slide out almost all the way keeping my large crown inside of her. I slowly slid my cock all the way back in. Her ass was very tight. I increased my pace but went easy on her because I had to be the first cock she ever took in her ass.

As I rocked back and forth I reached under her and started rubbing her swollen clit. In a short time her ass crushed my cock and she screamed into another climax. Her ass tightened down all along my cock and pulsed. I felt her cum spray my balls.

I pounded my cock deep into her ass for some time until pleasure began to take hold of me. My balls pulled up tight signaling my climax so I slid my cock all the way down into her ass and shot hot load after hot load of my cum deep into her darkness.

All at once my thighs got another soaking of her pussy honey as she sprayed me from another climax. I stayed deep in her ass for several minutes catching my breath and taking in the pleasure that was Mary's ass. I slowly slid out of her ass and laid my spent cock on her lower back. My cockhead pulsed releasing the last of my thick white cum onto her.

I leaned against her sweaty back and pulled her hair aside. I bit into the back of her neck and she moaned but did not attempt to rise. She slowly let out a long breath and I knew that she had fallen into "la petite mort," the little death.

I left Mary spent on her kitchen table and went about the house turning off lights. I took a deep drink of water to rehydrate. I picked up my clothes and brought them up to Mary's bedroom. I used her bathroom, left on a small light, then climbed naked under the covers on her marriage bed and quickly fell asleep as trained SEALS know how to do.

Sometime during the night I felt my cock and balls being washed then Mary took my cock into her mouth. She wept on my abs and sucked softly on my cock, lightly so I did not get hard. I fell back asleep.

I awoke to my cock sliding in Mary's pussy. She had my one hand cupping her full left breast; her heart pounding. She was sobbing then alternately moaning. Her warm wet pussy riding my cock pushed me over into my pleasure and I pulsed cum deep against her hot flesh.

I heard a quiet, "Thank you Master," then I fell back asleep I suppose with my cock still in Mary's pussy. I awoke with morning's light, seeing Mary lying on her belly her sweet ass uncovered. I dressed quietly then went to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee and ate a muffin that was on the counter from the church fair bake sale.

All dressed I took the rest of the muffin and a bottle of water for the road. Sitting in my truck I hung Mary's blood red panties from my rearview mirror. I told Maureen I had received my payment for the breeding. Maureen asked if I planned to do good for the child.

"Dial the number, Princess," I said. Maureen whimpered and quietly said, "I love you so much when you call me that."

I spoke to the voice at the other end of the call. I stated that Mary Margaret would birth a child in about nine months. Checking from time to time I produce only females. I told the voice to move fifty thousand into the child's account and use it at the appropriate time to pay for college and any advanced degrees.

"Turn over the entire account to the adult when she reaches twenty one. Mary Margaret is never to be told." I hung up.

"You're a very kind man Sean; for a hound dog, that is," Maureen laughed, high and bell like causing me to laugh also.

I sat in my baby antique Chevy truck and touched Mary's fragrant red satin panties. "Much better than a pair of fuzzy dice," Maureen laughed again. I thought so also and laughed to myself. Being kind has its own rewards.

"Where to now Master?" Maureen asked. "Oh just find some female in need of my special services," I answered laughing.

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