The Pastor’s Son (closed for CasualK9)

[CasualK9]

Nicci wasn't sure what was more shocking. Was it that three women - including her sister and two others she had just met - were battling each other to lick and suck every ounce of cum from her pussy and surrounding areas? Or was it that the inexperienced young man whose humongous dick spewed a sweet-tasting, rejuvenating, addictive sperm had unexpectedly gotten hard again and had decided to shove his dick in her mouth when she had been enjoying the three women pigging out.

The MILF would have laughed out loud when she heard him suggest he was going to make her cum by shoving that gorgeous cock in her mouth, but once she felt hi balls bouncing against her chin, and the women kept munching, it didn't sound so far fetched.

This kid had no idea what he was doing, but his dick did most of the work for him. It was mouth-watering....and eye-watering...and soon drool was dangling down Nicci's chin, too, as he pumped his thick shaft in and out of her hot mouth, holding her by the ears.

"Does this feel good, Mrs. Burton? Is this better?"

"Gaaakkkk.....mmmphhhhh.....gakkkkk.....," came her wet, quacking, wordless response, and Ricky realized immediately that it was a sound he wanted to hear a lot more often.

"Good. I like making you cum," he moaned, fucking her face harder, watching her eyes bug out and more and more drool develop, dripping all over his father's floor. "Oh, God, you're so good at this..."

"Gakkk....glummphh....thhaackkk...agghhhhh.......mmmphhh...."

"Are you cumming yet?" he asked, his big dick tingling again.

"Gakkk...thakkkkk...."

"Because I think I am...oh, praise God, Mrs. Burton!" Ricky said, his huge dick feeling stupendous as it once again recoiled....and this time Nicci's eyes widened further as she got the whole, massive magical load to herself. It was so exhilarating that it pushed her over the edge. She squealed around his spurting penis, wiggling and shaking as the women cleaned every drop of Ricky's spooge from her pussy, her clit feeling electiric as Atlanta sucked it.

She looked up at Ricky in pretty, gree, wide-eyed shock. Had she really cum from the oddball kid fucking her face?? No way....

Ricky held her head down firmly on his pulsing cock as she choked and gagged but swallowed every drop of his unique semen, feeling absolutely incredible.

And then came a pounding at the door...Nicci pointed at the door, "MMMPHHHING" at it to no avail, and then began slapping Ricky's leg, trying to get him to notice the insistent knocking and release her, but he was so caught in the moment that he continued to stuff her pretty face, stretching her lips with his huge dick as he reveled in having made the sexy woman of his dreams cum.

The first one to notice was Atlanta, who finally stopped sucking Nicci's clit, then flicked it one last time with her tongue, saying, "that is one delicious little bitch" as she did it.


POUND POUND POUND....and then the sound of a key at the door.

"Shit," Atlanta said. "Everybody....Dad's here!"

 

[Homerun2611]

The Pastor had finally finished saying good bye to the last Parishoner, the parking lot was emptying and finally he was done for the day. He was also extremely irritated, he had sent Ricky to fetch some pamphlets from his office, and the boy had disappeared, furthermore his wife, who also stood in the receiving line with him, and his daughter were nowhere to be found. He had searched the rectory, even gone back home to find no one. Having come back he had headed toward his office, only to find door after door unlocked, and hearing the oddest din of moaning and he could have sworn gagging.

Having reached his office he pulled the massive key ring out from his pocket. Now which key was it? His wife always knew but to the Pastor they all looked the same. The more he tried to find the key, the more he was sure there was already someone in his office. He began by knocking, assuming it was Ricky, and then more and more became convinced that there was more than one individual inside, and he was sure it smelled like his wife’s pussy!

Atlanta had been so consumed by the moaning of herself as, for the first time in her life, she sucked and licked a woman’s clit and pussy, not to mention the loud moans of her brother, mother and whoever the other bitch was, and then there was the slurping and choking and inaudible words from the sexy blonde, that at first, and for several moments she hadn’t heard the knocking.

Nicci’s awareness, when stifled with the massive cock firing that delicious cum down her throat also gave no awareness, and as for Ricky, Mrs. Burton’s deep throating had him in such a state of delirium, a fucking bomb could have gone off in the room and not drawn his attention away from the world class fellatio of Mrs. Burton.

Even Nicci, her pussy being eaten as no man had ever been able to, and the gargling and slurping and enjoyment of the kid’s incredible cock hadn’t heard at first, and even when she did, when Atlanta screamed out, she was still in a bit of disoriented euphoria.

Back Murile and Minerva fell on their asses, wiping their mouths with their forearms like a couple of Huns after a barbaric feast. “Huh…the Pastor?” Murliel gasped, at the moment more disappointed this all had to end than any retribution her husband might deliver. “Move, for fuck’s sake move!” Atlanta screamed, as the woman looked to find their clothing that wwas scattered all over the floor. “There’s my dress, now where’s my … “ She was about to say thong when she saw it laying on the desk after having had it ripped off by, she couldn’t even remember.

“No time… get out… “ Atlanta was opening the back door to the office and then another which led to the outside. To a small courtyard and then out to the parking lot. “What the fuck I can’t… “ Nicci complained, only to have Atlanta use her Amazon strength to grab her by the shoulder and pushed the naked Nicci and partially naked Muriel and Minerva out teh door, herself following. “Ricky, you’ve got to tell him something, tell him you were… “ She looked down at his still massively hard cock, “Jacking off!”

Ricky was only partially dressed when the Pastor came in, pushing past Ricky to see the women, bounding across teh parking lot and piling into Minerva’s small car. The last thing he saw was Nicci’s gorgeous, fat naked ass as she dove in the back seat as Minerva and Atlanta were already in the front.

The pastor was fuming, “Ricky what the … what happened here?” Ricky was shirtless with his cock still pitching a tent in the odd pants his father had insisted he wear. “Well Father, I cannot tell a lie…. I … have… sinned … quite a bit!”

 

[CasualK9]

"Girls, why am I the only one who's naked?" Nicci asked as Minerva screeched out of the parking lot laughing.

"Great sandals, though. I wouldn't call that naked. Just close. Those are hot," Muriel said, wearing her church clothes and sitting next to the naked Nicci, who began trying to sort out her balled-up dress.

"I got these at Marshall's if you can believe that," Nic said to Muriel. "Last summer for like $29.99. I couldn't pass them up."

Muriel was so mesmerized by the way Nicci's heavy, marshmallowy tits bounced so naturally with each bump in the road Minerva seemed to hit that she barely registered her comment about her sandals.

"What size are you?" Murie asked, staring at her lightly vibrating boob flesh.

"7 1/2. I'd let you try them on, but they're a pain to unstrap."

"No, I'm sorry. I mean your bra. Your chest is crazy. Are those real? They look real, but they can't be, can they?"

"36-C," Nicci laughed, shaking her head and finally finding the tag in the back of her dress, preparing to drape it over her head. "And I'll never tell," she smiled at Muriel.

Atlanta was fiddling with the radio, trying to see if she could connect her phone to play some music, and Minerva called back. "Don't let your eyes fool you. My sister is totally a D, she just likes to buy the Cs because she doesn't want to think she's that big for some reason."

"Just drive, Min," Nic scolded. The car hit a speed bump that bounced her chest wildly. Muriel's eyes went wide, then quickly reflected disappointment as Nic's face came back into view, and she worked the dress down and finally covered her beautiful boobs.

"Where are we going?" Minerva asked. "This is fun. Who even are you guys? I'm Minerva, and the slut in the back is my sister, Nicci."

"Oh, fuck you! Please, if anyone is a slut around here, it's the driver," Nicci shot back. "I'm just a casualty of war with you around, soldier. Collateral damage all the fucking time."

Atlanta grinned back at her mother. "I like these two," she smiled, her eyes dancing. "And I hate most people."

Muriel said, "I'm Muriel. This is my stunning daughter, Atlanta. She's a college athlete! And, of course, you met my son Ricky," Muriel chuckled proudly.

"Oh yeah," Minerva laughed, putting her Ray Bans on, "we've met Big Dick Rick a couple of times now, haven't we, Nicci? No offense, Muriel, I know he’s your son and all.”

Nicci rolled her eyes at her stupid sister and looked down at her legs as she lifted her big, popular butt and pulled the dress past her hips, feeling like she was 22 years old for some reason. She noticed that two bruises she had on her thighs were now completely gone. Weird, she thought. why do I feel this...vibrant?

"None taken,” Muriel giggled proudly. “Is there someplace we could go to maybe get a drink together? On the church credit card of course!"

"Oh, I know one! Awesome idea," Minerva said pleasantly.

All four of them felt like a million bucks despite their wild exit from the Sunday service.

 

[CasualK9]

Atlanta had turned up her music, loud, and all four women were jamming to songs that only Atlanta had ever heard before. Minerva drove past two of her favorite bars only to find each time that they weren’t open this early on a Sunday. Eventually, she pulled her little car up to a Chili’s and the raucous ladies popped into the restaurant like they had known each other their whole lives.

The three older women each ordered a gigantic El Presidente margarita filled with crushed ice and a thick crust of salt around the edge of the huge chalice. Atlanta ordered two ice waters with lemons. She would’ve also ordered her customary Red Bull, but she felt so pumped, and filled with energy that there was no need whatsoever.

The ladies ordered some appetizers, and basically told each other their life stories. Minerva and Nicci had previously know nothing about Atlanta and Muriel, so they had a lot to talk about. Eventually, it came out that Muriel was a part of the Fun Flock Facebook group of which Nicci was the fearless leader, and their discussions about all that Nicci had done for women in the area impressed Atlanta very much.

At first, Atlanta had looked at her as some bimbo slut in her 30s trying to corrupt her brother. Over the course of the last little bit, as she had gotten to know more (and of course sucked on her delicious clit back at the church) she had begun to look at Mrs. Burton, with a real sparkle in her eye. This was a rare woman, from whom she might be able to learn some thing kind of like a sexy, cool aunt. Although her mom certainly seems a lot cooler in her eyes lately as well.

On two different occasions, small groups of young men, approach the women, hitting on them, and acting as if they were for college girls who would come back to the area during summer break. Atlanta found this annoying at first, but then felt proud of the other ladies. And, of course the three older women absolutely loved it.

By the time an hour had passed and all four of them still felt like they were on fire with positive energy, Atlanta looked at them all and said, “This has been so awesome has there ever been a better day? What’s going on with all of us all feeling like so cool at the same time! When I’m with my other girlfriends… Oh my god didI just call you guys my girlfriends?… at least one or more of us is always on the rag or bitching at each other or something! And you ladies all look AMAZING. Especially you, Mrs. Burton, I mean damn, you look like a fucking movie star right now and you just got hammered and then got your face fucked and had to run out of the church naked a little while ago! What’s up with this?”

Nicci and Minerva both enthusiastically agreed, nodding their heads in empathetic excitement.

Muriel looked at her daughter, surprised she didn’t yet understand. “Duh, honey. It’s your little brother’s jism, of course!”

 

[CasualK9]

"Oh my God," Atlanta cupped her hand to her mouth. "That's why Mrs. Burton looks like a much pornier Margot Robbie! She got TWO loads....and the one she swallowed, she got all to herself! We just got a tiny portion, the three of us, sucking it off Mrs. Burton's delicious little pussy. Can't believe you had three kids, by the way," Atlanta said, high-fiving Nicci.

Nicci furrowed her brow, not sure if that was a compliment or not. Did she not always look like a pornier Margot Robbie? 'Pornier' wasn't what she was going for...she tried to shake it off.

"Call me, Nicci. Mrs. Burton's what all the boys in town tend to call me, and it makes me feel kind of like a cradle robber. So, wait," she said turning to Muriel. "All this, like, happy upbeat energy...the feeling like nothing can get us down, like we could take over the world right now, all stems from your son's... slimy batch?"

"Well," Muriel smiled proudly, "probably not all of it. My family has known about this 'gift' for generations. It's always led to a bit of a battle between the male side and the female side. No surprise there. The good news and bad news, god rest their souls, is there's nobody left with the gift but me and my kids. The pastor heard about it from my daddy, but he and my daddy always used to tussle anyway, so he never believed him. That's the pastor's dum fault."

Atlanta shook her head in proud wonder at her mom. She'd always thought this stuff was a goofy family legend, but not so much anymore. Her mom clearly wasn't the nutty old fuddy, she had thought of her as a teenager.

How long does it last," Minerva asked eagerly. "After I blew your son earlier in the week, I looked younger for days."

"Not long, I'm afraid," Muriel sighed. A few days is all. But while it's in you? You could toss a bus and look like your younger self doin' it!"

They all laughed, knowing it was exactly how they felt.

"Now, Mrs. Burt...Nicci here might get a might while longer out of it. Maybe as much as a week, I reckon. From what I can gather, she's been able to coax some extra large doses of cum out of Ricky, triple doses. Maybe even half a pint of that magic goo. When I sucked him off, he didn't spew half as much spermatozoa down my gullet."

The three women looked at Nicci while Muriel spun her strange yarn.

"So, I'm sorry to say it, honey," she said, turning to Nicci, "but we're going to need you to keep milking my son for us..."

 

[CasualK9]

Looking back at the three women gazing back at her so hopefully, Nic felt weirded out.

"Um, girls, I'm not sure what it even means that I need to keep 'milking' that kid for you, but I'm married. I feel good a lot of the time. I exercise, eat healthy, use a lot of face cream, Botox, you know, normal stuff. This was just a crazy one-off for me."

"Well, I'm married, too—to the pastor, for Christ's sake!" Muriel said incredulously. "And I just blew my own son for a dose of that juice."

"Ad I'm your sister, Nic. I don't look or feel anything near the way you do."

"And my father is God!" Atlanta said, trying to overpower everyone, with the women all turning to look at her like she was crazy. "And I just sucked the juice off your clit when I didn't even know you!"

Nicci looked at young, strong Atlanta appreciatively. "You were great at that, by the way. And you're stone-cold gorgeous. I wish I had your height. But anyway, ladies, I'm out on this, and I have to get going," she said, checking her watch. Where can we drop you guys off?"

"Don't worry," Minerva leaned in and whispered in Muriel's ear as they got up from the table, "I'll work on her."

 

[Homerun2611]

“What do you mean?” Atlanta turned, asking her mother, as Nicci was suggesting she could go without. However, Nicci was not yet at the stage of her sister, who had been marginally satisfied with today’s little taste, after seriously jonesing from the withdrawal and reversal of effects of the kids cum.

Muriel ignored her daughter for the moment, focusing in stead on Nicci and Muriel, “I’m not worried, MY Ricky’s baby batter is addictive!” Minerva could only nod her head in agreement. “You can tell Nicci that if she lets him cum in her ass, that the effect is even stronger and lasts longer!” Muriel said it with such enthusiasm, as unbeknownst to her daughter, Muriel had gone to bed with a large, thick cucumber pushed deep into her cavity in an attempt to possibly prepare herself. She had surprised herself how easily and deeply she had fallen asleep, and that was before the most magical of dreams!

Nicci herself had never felt better, she was tempted to do back flips all the way to the front door, just like she had done in high school to wild cheers up and down the basketball court. In truth, the team had been terrible, but the raucous crowd would fill the field house, as twice each game once each half Nicci did her trick. After the second the gym usually largely emptied other than the visiting, usually winning team’s fans and parents.

Nicci found herself grabbing and fondling her very, very firm breasts, she only hoped her husband might get home soon to enjoy the results of his wife’s morning workout. That was the other thing, she had been railed and faced fucked like a nympho already, and yet she was unquestionably, and insatiably horny. Was this really all from the cum of that handsome young kid’s magic and magestic dick?

Atlanta was still sitting there thinking. She had seen her brother’s cock for the first time today, and could not get it out of her mind. And as much as she liked and admired Nicci, she could damn well, “take one for the team” herself. In fact, she hated to say it, but she was dying to. It was the most gorgeous dick she had ever seen, and she was fascinated in how it might legally make her even a better competitor, a true win-win! She thought about saying as much to her mother, but she and Minerva seemed to be on their own trail and sometimes some things were best left unsaid. She was already planning her own little workout schedule with Ricky.

Minerva had been thinking, “So I understand Ricky’s effect, but you said that you two ….” Muriel blushed, yes, our pussies taste like….” She didn’t even have to finish and Minerva was throwing the car in reverse, “You two haven’t seen my house yet … my husbands out bowling!”

 

[Homerun2611]

Ricky was terrified, realizing he was only half dressed, and unsure of what exactly the wraith that is father might bring down. Meanwhile the Pastor had watched the bouncing blonde hop into her car, and was sure that was the same woman he had seen in the back of the church.

“Do you know who that woman is?” The Pastor’s voice bellowed. Ricky swallowed and his answer came out more as a squeak than real words. “I do.”

“What do you know about her?” The pastor was sill looking out the door, and even from a distance he could see the woman was magnificent.

Ricky wasn’t sure how to answer. “She .. feels really good!’

The pastor’s head jerked around, “Feels? You felt her?” The pastor could not believe such a woman would allow …

“Yes Sir, we… fornicated… twice.” Ricky didn’t really know the techinical difference, he only knew he had fucked her pussy and face, making her cum each time. “Hard!”

The pastor was outraged, angry and jealous! He took his hand and struck the back of it hard across Ricky’s cheek sending him sprawling. “And your mother and sister …”

There wasn’t really a question there so Ricky didn’t have to lie, “They aren’t here sir, they left …”

The Pastor had much to think about, “We will discuss this later …”

The Pastor went back home, he could not stop thinking about the naked woman … he needed a plan!

 

[CasualK9]

"No, no, no, Min! Not with me, anyway. You girls are free to do what you want and eat each other out all day if that's what you're down for. But count me out. I've got kids at home to take care of,and, anyway, I'll use the big rubber dildo I suction cup to the wall of my shower to take the edge off."

"Okay, suit yourself you little spoilsport," Minerva said, putting her car back in park to let Nicci out.

"Hey, I've been meaning to tell you," Minerva said out the open window after Nicci had gotten out of her car. "And since you're in such a good mood, now seems like a great time. All those dirty pictures and videos of us playing in your kitchen and slutting it up that day with the cucumbers and you winking your ashole and everything that afternoon after your pool made their way to my son, as you know, but what you don't know is Ant got his phone stolen by his roommate, Bulldog, who seems like a major douchebag, and one thing led to another, so we have to meet them at the VarSixty Grill tomorrow to get them back. I don't think they plan to make it easy, hon. Sorry I fucked up again, sis! But make some time tomorrow for that, k?"

Atlanta looked at the women in shock. Muriel seemed unphased., and called out, "Plus, could you start milking my son for us on Wednesday?"

And with that, Minerva screeched off, leaving a slack-jawed, still horny Nicci standing in her driveway with her disheveled but adorable white dress bunched around her wide hips, trying to tug it down to cover her butt, wondering what the hell had just happened and who the hell 'Bulldog' was.

Meanwhile, the pastor knew exactly what he wanted. He wanted that hot naked bitch with the big ass tied up in the church basement so he could do anything he imagined with her. All he needed was to use his obedient son as bait. He'd talk to his wife about it. Muriel was another one who always did anything he asked as long as his daughter didn't stick her nose in and muck things up with her rebellious nature.

 

[Homerun2611]

Nicci hadn’t even heard Muriel’s request, and Atlanta didn’t understand why her mother felt they needed Nicci for this task, as there were many mouths wanting and needing to be fed, however, for the first time in her life Atlanta felt she had a real mentor, she had, had coaches, plenty of those, but nothing like what she might learn from Nicci. So sharing her brother’s seed with the unbelievably sexy and smart older woman seemed right, as if it was her decision to make.

No, Nicci was replaying what her sister had just said, before smartly pulling out of the driveway, like an 18 year old who knew he better pull out before blowing into his virgin girlfriend’s pussy. “All those dirty pictures and videos of us playing in your kitchen and slutting it up that day with the cucumbers and you winking your ashole and everything that afternoon after your pool made their way to my son, as you know … “ Let’s stop right there, the fuck she had known, and if she had she would have lit into her sister. So she hadn’t deleted them by mistake, she had sent them to her son, who not surprisingly to Nicci, fucked it all up.

It was one thing to show Little Ant, Nicci already knew how fucked up all of their relationships were there. Not her highest moment, but what the fuck, it had been kind of fun giving the kid a thrill. But now, God Damn It! She had just fixed her last blackmailing issue and now her slutty mother of a sister had gotten her back there again. Nicci was seething, thank God she had the incredible buzz of Ricky’s loads still coursing through her veins or she wouldn’t have known what to do. The other issue was, it didn’t matter how hard she had been railed, Nicci was as fucking horny as she could remember.

She needed to think and got off. In she went into her house and into her bathroom suctioning the massive dildo to the wall. She needed to think, and so she simply lifted her dress and slammed her phat ass back on the silicon monster, but damn it, it didn’t compare to that kid’s dick. She was addicted, Muriel woulldn’t have to worry, but as she fucked hers let silly, Nicci was finally able to think about what they might do.

“You did what?” Atlanta said as the tires screeched leaving the driveway. “Who the fuck is your son, whose bulldog, and what did you say about a cucumber and a winking ass?” These women were off the hook and Atlanta could not nelp herself, nor could Muriel, as these women brought out each of their inner sluts!

 

[Homerun2611]

As they rode along in the car, only Muriel was now in the back. “I assume your son is not at home, will we be alone?” Muriel’s voice was a bit strained as she was moving as she spoke. It was only when Atlanta looked into the back seat she realized what her mother had been up to, as she was in the process of putting her very damp panties into her purse.

She blushed as she caught her daughter’s eye, “I just thought that might help things along when we got there. Atlanta who was also in a skirt, was not sure what they were headed into although her mother seemed to be much further along that road.

“So what do you know about this Bulldog?” Atlanta was curious, and although she had never had much use for any, she knew well how easily she could get some college guy to do damned near anything if he thought he had a shot at her.

“I don’t know really, My Anthony said he is a football player, and they must have very different standards for football players as the boy sounds like a near neandrathal.” Atlanta couldn’t help but laugh, “Yeah, I’d say that is pretty typical. And he has pictures of you, wants to black mail you in some way? What does he want?”

Minerva didn’t honestly know, she had let her imagination run wild a few times, but the fact he wanted to meet both she and Nicci, made her think it was at least partially sexual.

All the women could feel themselves getting hornier as Minerva pulled into her house, this was far smaller than her sister’s, a fact Minerva was very well aware of. As they got out of the car Atlanta was still thinking, “Tell me what you know, maybe I can help.. I mean…I tend to have a lot of football players who would kill for this?”

Muriel shook her head, “Honey, I don’t think I like that, those boys thinking of you like that….” And somehow she said this despite the fact that the idea of some sort of female three way, suddenly had her pussy leaking down her very attractive thighs!

 

[CasualK9]

Her body shuddering as she stood in the dry shower, still impaled by the big rubber dildo stuck to the tiles with a suction cup, Nicci ground against it after her orgasm. Her big white cheeks rubbed against the cold tiles of the large walk-in shower, and she felt her mind finally starting to get clearer after the wild morning at the church. She had been super horny, even more so than her typically unfortunate reaction to huge dicks. It was unfortunate, because she usually ended up doing something regrettable that she wouldn't have done had her HDCD not kicked in.

This morning there had been something more, and she thought it must have to do with all the nonsense Muriel kept spouting about magic juice and special properties of addictive cum and how amazing and unusual her son was. But that all seemed ridiculous.

As she eased her drippy, perfect pussy off the big rubber dildo, she thought about her husband. A few years ago, for Christmas, they had made a custom mold of his incredible penis so she could use it whenever she wanted, but now that they were separated, its use reminded her of the love of her life and made her a little sad. Why wouldn't he just come back to her?

She knew why, of course, but didn't he understand that she loved only him? Any dumb decisions she had made with that big-dicked teenager by the pool were only because she'd tried to help him out and then gotten carried away. She was always well-intended, and there was never any emotion in it because nobody else but Mike had ever captured her heart. Still, her husband had been super-pissed.

Nicci's pussy lips dragged across the last few inches of the huge, custom dildo, and she finally had all twelve inches of the veiny rubber thing out of her. She stood up, feeling empty....both in her juicy little pussy and in her heart. On their next date night, she really planned to lay on the charm with her husband and talk him into moving back in.

But first, she had to deal with Minerva's latest fuck-up - one that seemed worse than the escape room by a lot because it didn't just involve Nicci's nephew and his obsessive, inappropriate interest in her. It also seemed to involve some obnoxious little football player named Bulldog and some of his crew. So stupid! And Nicci never would have been in this situation if not for Minerva dragging her into it by moronically trying to send nude videos to her son...Nicci's nephew, Little Ant.

They were all such annoying idiots, but they were family. And the only 'plan' Nicci had was to go to VarSixty Grill or whatever it was called and try to sweet-talk these kids into giving whatever they had back to Minerva. The good news was that, for some reason, she didn't just have the body of a twenty-two-year-old like usual, but she felt like she was twenty-two years old rather than her late thirties as well. and that made her feel like she could handle anything the bar meet up called for...

 

[Homerun2611]

Minerva’s house was nothing like her half sister’s McMansion. It wasn’t uncomfortable by any means, three bedroom, a master for her and Anthony, Little Ant’s room and then a guest room, which more often than not held one of the many relatives from Anthony’s large Italian family.

Anthony was a big eater and Minerva was a good cook, having learned to make all the old fashioned Italian recipes he loved. So it was, that as they walke in the 2,200 square foot home, the small of garlic was thick in the air. “Sorry, I am making home made spaghetti for my husband tonight.” Muriel didn’t mind, she was hungry and the idea of a nice thick sausage was particularly appealing, but for Atlanta it was not appealing at all.

“Let’s go down stairs, we refinished the basement, there is a pool table and bar.” Even as they walked down the stairs into the basement the two older women were already unbuttoning their tops, while Atlanta was thinking about Mrs. Barton and the Bulldog guy.

“Maybe I could help you.. “ Atlanta repeated. Minerva was no longer thinking about bulldog but the description Muriel had made of she and her daughter’s gift. Minerva had not gotten near enough of Ricky’s cum, and her body was jonesing for more. “Oh Honey, I’m counting on it, why don’t you two get comfortable and I’ll get us a drink.

Muriel was already topless and looked over at her daughter, “Yes honey, why are you still dressed.” Atlanta sighed, and began to undress, not sure exactly why she was willing to do this. Licking the hot older woman’s clit was one thing, but…

Murlie had moved over the the pool rack and was eyeing to cues, she had them upside down her in her hands, focusing on the handles. Minerva brought over three glasses of white wine, she had used the time to remove all her clothes and stood in front of the mother daughter combo, stark naked.

Muriel as now holding the cue upside down, running her fist up and down the thick handle. Minerva saw her, “Oh you naughty, brilliant woman!”

Minerval hoisted her phat ass up on the pool table, the vinyl cover still on it. “Hand me that cue…” She laid down on her back her knees bent and spread. Atlanta had just slid off her pants, and Minerva looked at her, “Okay, straddle my face, I have to see how you compare to your brother …”

Atlanta looked at her mother questioningly, only to see her mother motion for her to pursue the position. It wasn’t more than thirty seconds later that Atlanta was riding Minerva’s face, only to find that Minerva was incredibly good at eating pussy, but that was not all, as Atlanta could not help but find it erotic how both Minerva and her mother were fucking themselves with the five foot long cues!

 

[CasualK9]

Atlanta rode Minerva's face, allowing the older woman to tongue her pussy wildly, and she found herself wistfully wishing it was her hot blonde sister whose face she was riding instead. That woman was inspiring. The slender athlete turned and shook her head at the display her mother and Mrs. Burton's sister were making. Were they really so horny they had to shove the handles of long pool cues into themselves? So wild! The young babe was seeing a side to her mom she never knew existed, and she wasn't quite sure what to think of it. Talk about breaking down barriers...still, it wasn't such a bad way to spend a Sunday afternoon riding Minerva's face like this. Served the bitch right. Wasn't this the one that supposedly blew her little brother and got this whole thing started? Atlanta, realized she resented her for stealing some of his innocence and ground her pussy firmly into Minerva's face, enjoying the sight of the dark-haired woman's eyes bulging as her nostrils were briefly blocked.

Meanwhile, Nicci was in the shower. She was amazed at how dirty she was only a few hours after her last shower, but after taking Ricky's massive loads, being on her knees and basically everywhere else on that filthy church floor, having her thighs, labia, vagina, and clit lapped and munched on by three women AND being naked in Minerva's horribly messy hoopty of a car -- ano ther shower was exactly what she needed.

Nic soaped her big tits absent-mindedly for a while, then moved her hands between her legs and in and out of her open vagina and between her plump butt cheeks, slipping her sudsy fingers into it and her asshole to make sure she was squeaky clean. She stood in the shower for a few, letting the hot water pummel her face, and used some special face wash to clear her makeup. While she did so, her fury slowly built at her sister. Why was Minerva fucking everything up all the time? At every turn, her older half-sister dragged her into trouble. What was it she had heard some guy say about Minnie once that had stuck with her?

Oh, that's right, she remembered with a rueful laugh. 'Nice tits and a pretty face, but every time you turn around, she's doing something stupid.' The guy was right, and he had been advising someone else to break up with Minerva back in the old days when they were much younger. That guy was still right about her always doing something stupid and Min was still pretty, Nicci giggled, only her sister's big tits were a lot saggier, and her ankles had gotten fatter too. Oh well. She was family.

The petite blonde stepped one pretty foot outside the shower and began to dry off, thinking about what she might do the rest of the day to entertain her kids and get her mind off Minerva's stupidity, her hopeless nephew's moronic bumbling, that crazy pastor chasing her out of church, that young girl Atlanta's mile-long legs she was so jealous of, and the girl's 'little' brother Ricky's colossal penis

 

[Homerun2611]

There was a moment there Minevera thought she might suffocate, her tonge deep in the love tunnel of the hot, young blonde athlete, her tongue cascaded in the sweetest of nectars and a pool cue rammed eight inches deep into her motherly cunt! “Iiiii cannnn nnnn nnnn’t…bre’……aaaaathhhhh…….” She finally gasped, gulping for breath, before usine her he hands to pull down on Atlanta’s hips so she could once again have her tongue inhaled on the young amazon’s pussy.

Every lap filled her with more energy, but it wasn’t until Atlanta started driving up and down, cumming like a whore, raising her hands and bucking like she was Deborah Winger at Gilly’s, that Minerva got the full effect. While different and not as intense as Ricky, the young girl’s cum gave her that sweet, sweet flavor, and that full body revitalization that sip of the fountain of youth, that was amazing.

“Fuuuuckkk!!!!” Minerva laid there, her big tits heaving up and down her bodhy quivering as it fully enjoyed the rejuvenation process the miracle juice enabled.

‘Oh good girl, I’m so proud of you sweetheart, look what you’ve done for Minerva?” Only then, as she was finally off the saddle of Minerva’s face, did she see the effects of her orgasm. She was still panting and feeling a glow herself, but what she was far more amazed was the look of Minerva. Her breasts firmed and the lines seemed to melt from her face, her eyes widen, it was as if the world’s best plastic surgeon had been brought in, but this was the after, no scarring or healing, necessary.

Atlanta began to dress, wanting to change the topic, thinking about Nicci, and sincerely wanting to help. “So tell me about this Bulldog… I would like ot help.”


************************

It was funny, that at the very moment that Atlanta was asking this question Bulldog was in the University locker room, having just gotten out of the shower. “Hey, I’ve got something to show you guys…. “ Suddenly there was a group of five players, wearing only towels, wrapped around Bulldog, looking over his shoulder, “Who the fuck is that blonde?”

Nicci might have been interested to know that a group of college athletes were every bit as impressed as the high schoolers, and if asked to vote, she would have been the hottest milf here too. “I like the brunette….” One contrarian view was voiced, “I love a huge ass, and look at those fat titties!” As Minerva had her own appreciation chore.

“Who are they? …. Where did you get this?” The questions came in, but at least for the moment he kept that secret. “I’ve got them coming to meet me tomorrow… both of them….”

The place went wild, “How… you’re shitting me.. the fuck you are….” Bulldog only smiled, and then told them where he would be meeting them, they could come see if they wanted to. At the moment he never envisioned where this might eventually lead ….

 

[CasualK9]

The rest of Sunday was comparatively uneventful, thank God, for Nicci. She felt unusually fresh, strong and energetic well into the evening, and even stayed up past her normal early bedtime reorganizing the entire basement rather than laying around and watching Netflix or scrolling through TikTok. In fact, she felt sharp mentally, too. Except for two things that kept her thinking….well, three things.

The first one was all the dog boy nonsense, but we’ll get to that next.

The other two were intertwined, and as the 5’3” mother of three lifted and moved furniture and stand-up arcade games in her ultra-cool finished basement she thought about them both.

First, she couldn’t stop thinking about what it was gonna take to get her husband to forgive her for the summer dalliance she had with that kid that told her about the bounty and the voting on her. It was a one time thing, and she thought she had a great explanation for it! Plus, she loved Mike, and this was the first time in her life she hadn’t been able to get any guy ever to do what she really wanted. It just didn’t make sense!

Secondly, with every passing hour she thought more about Ricky Johnson’s huge, perfect dick and, when she did that, her husband suddenly made more sense to her. She wouldn’t exactly be rushing to get back together with him if he’d fucked a nineteen year old girl with enormous tits and then couldn’t stop thinking about another one with an equally dazzling body. This double standard thing was so annoying!

But she couldn’t help herself, and she had the Bull guy stuff to deal with and maybe if she got Ricky’s penis out of her system and resolved the Minerva/little Ant video issue, she get back to focusing on her relationship. Maybe…she sighed. Shit, why was there always so much to manage as a a woman?

After a great night’s sleep, Nic woke up feeling good, but a little less amazing than the day before. She needed to get together with Min later that night to go to the VarSixty Grill, a place with a seedy reputation as a townie college bar that, as a married, well-off career woman and mom in her mid-ish thirties she avoided like the plague.

She called her sister on the phone, feeling frustrated and getting ready to start a long work day. She got her voicemail, and left a long message.

“So, what is the deal with tonight again exactly, Min? Wait, before you answer that, can I just tell you again how pissed off I am at you? Once and for all I need you to be done with this bullshit of yours with your son. Boundaries are there for a reason, and family boundaries matter. I’m his aunt. I’m your sister. Sisters don’t pimp each other out to their young male relatives, ok? Or ANY male relatives for that matter, but especially younger, impressionable ones who have no fucking idea what they’re doing and spend too much time on video games and Pornhub! Anyway, I hope you can finally see that nothing good comes of it. We need to get those pictures and videos back, and we wouldn’t be in this fucking situation if you hadn’t been secretly trying to feed all of this to your son for God only knows what reason? Because you want me to give him a blowjob for his birthday? For Christ’s sake, if I knew you were going to do what you did I’d have happily sucked his little dick instead! This is way worse now! And it always is with you! Always! Now call me when you get this so we can get on the same page for tonight. I have a lot of shit to do today.”

 

[CasualK9]

By the time 10:45 rolled around, Nic had been on four Zoom meetings and had another one starting in fifteen minutes. She hadn’t yet heard from her sister, and whipped off a text saying, ‘R U Up yet???’

The petite suburban sex bomb was distracted and wanted to plan and organize, but she sort of knew she’d have to wing int anyway at the Grill. Additionally, her energy was flagging….

She hated to admit it, but before the big night she needed a boost. Maybe she could get Ricky to just provide her some sperm to drink. Maybe he could, like, jerk off in a cup or something for her and that would be reasonable enough? Like a visit to the medical spa for Botox, she could just down a cupful of his magic spew and feel like she could tackle anything? And there was kind of nothing wrong with that from a husband perspective right? I mean, she wouldn’t even need to touch the boy at all. Just invite him over, have him jerk off in a cup for her, well out of eyesight, while she was working, or maybe even sort of DoorDash a cup of his jizz over and leave it on the doorstep for her? Even better!

If she got that, she felt like no matter what the VarSixty presented, she could crush it.

Nic decided there was no harm in asking, so she dialed the only place she knew to find Ricky, the First Central Jersey Baptist Church, or whatever it was called.

 

[Homerun2611]

Minerva had, had quite the day. After driving Atlanta and Muriel back to the church, she had felt so good that she had gone back home and taken a run. For many woman this wouldn’t have been a big deal, but Minerva hadn’t gone jogging in 15 years, but that was how good she felt, and as she ran by, massive tits bouncing, and luscious ass swaying, word began to spread around the neighborhood and man after man was ready, in theory raking, mowing or fertilizing such that they all got a close up view to the bouncing Minerva.

Such a day of excess though had taken its toll, and so she was indeed asleep, waking up as the church bell chimed noon, and only then seeing her sister’s text. “Aaarrrggghhh…” Minerva moaned, seeing the message. She went to voice mail and listened. She wanted to cry, she knew Nicci was right, she had done a terrible thing, but she couldn’t help it, she loved her Ant, and would do anything for him. She wanted to be able to say she had learned her lessons, understood boundaries, but this was Nicci… boundaries were every moving, all they needed was a big dick involved.

Minerva showered and took her time, admiring how good she still looked in the mirror. She had well learned that the effect didn’t last, but by god she was going to enjoy this. She even put on her favorite, sleeveless sun dress, taking full advantage of the very short term bounce and perkiness of her massive tits.

Finally she dialed her sister, only to have it ring and ring. No matter how busy she was, Nicci always answered, but in the moment, Nicci had other interests.

“Ricky there is a Mrs. Burton on the phone for you….” Ricky heard the church receptionist, he was in his father’s office, doing a list of chores, when Mrs. Burton called in. “Mrs. Burton… “ the pastor looked at his son, “Is that… “. Ricky lowered his eyes as he nodded yes.

The pastor had a grin on his face that would have made the Cheshire Cat envious, “Well son, invite her over… there is something I want to show both you and her.”

Ricky took the phone, “Hello Mrs. Burton, I wanted to thank you for yesterday…”

Nicci could only laugh, “You fucking should thank your lucky stars …” but then she remembered why she had called, “I enjoyed it too Ricky, and I was wondering if we might meet where ….” She was going to ask him to come over and shoot his miracle spunk into some cup she might drink.

“Yes, I’d love to see you, could you come over here …” Ricky looked up at his father who was nodding approvingly, although Ricky had no idea of what he was thinking.

“Ten minutes… and be hard….” Came Nicci’s response. She would call Minerva back from her car, she was in a hurry.

“That was a good boy son, there is something I want to show you….” The pastor put his hand on Ricky’s shoulder and lead him down stairs, they were headed to a place Ricky had been told to never go, but when his father opened the door he had no idea what he was looking at.

“What is all this, I don’t understand….” The Pastor only smiled, “Well son, a woman like Mrs. Burton is a woman who I think would enjoy this…” Ricky still didn’t understand, there was a big X with bindings, there were benches and machines and all sorts of items that all looked … extremely uncomfortable. “Are you sure Sir?” The pastor was indeed!

 

[Homerun2611]

When Nicci arrived, Ricky met her at the door. Nicci was wearing a tan mini skirt, matching sleeveless blouse and high heeled strappy sandals. “May I show you someting Mrs. Burton?” Ricky guided Nicci downstairs and was nearly speechless when Ricky walked her into the special room. “It’s a slut hut!” She declared, looking back at Ricky, “Ricky do you know what these are?”

The kid shook his head no, and Nicci didn’t doubt for a minute the kid was telling the truth. “I was hoping you might show me?” Ricky looked at her, and Nicci knew she shouldn’t, this was wrong on a whole new level, but … “Let me see it, are you hard?” If Nicci was going to holst herself onto one of these contraptions she would need motivation!

Ricky was raging hard and untied his Christian youth sweat pants, letting them drop to the floor. Nicci should not have asked, for once the cobra had left the basket, she knew she was done. “Fuck that is a gorgeous cock…” As she stared at the bobbing, throbbing horizontal pillar of passion, she was already finding all sorts of things, mouth and pussy, watering at the gargantuan organ. She gave the kid a little show as she stripped down naked, all but her heels. Her pussy was already throbbing so hard, any thoughts of Ricky in a cup were long gone.

“Here, this one…” She pointed to the adjustable fuck bench, as she hoisted herself up, her wide ass perched up and accessible, lecturing Ricky how to strap her in. “If I do all this shit kid, you better plow me like a god damned stud race horse!” Ricky nodded, even though he had no idea of the mating habits of horses, race or otherwise, and he began fastening straps and buckles galore, until she was completely ready. “Mrs. Burton, if you might refrain from swearing, this is a house of worship after all.” “Yeah right!” Nicci snorted, laughing hysterically. She wiggled her ass it was showtime, but Nicci was laughing so hard she almost knocked the bench off its legs, sending herself sprawling.

She put her face in the cradle, and fel ther tits swaying as they hung down. Just wait until Ricky began his assault, her pussy was dripping down her thighs. The position was ludicrous, but Nicci couldn’t help but thik how much she would enjoy that massive cock in this postion and how deep this would allow the kid to fire his magic juice.

“Come here…” She commanded and Ricky walked around front. “Under here where i can see it…” Rick held his massive prick out so Nicci could see it from the cradle and giving her a perfect angle to “Thwat” spit a huge Luger down on the dark purple mushroomed head. “Wipe it all over, lube that monster up, and then stick it in.” Again she shook her ass just in case there was any misconception as to where it might be stuck?

“We need to hurry….Stick that monster in, I’m not going to beg ..” That probably wasn’t true, but Ricky didn’t test it. Nicci had things to do, people to see, Bulldogs to scheme for. “Now Mrs. Burton?” Nicci laughed, the kid was even polite when she was strapped in and presenting herself, “Yes now, Har….Ohhhhhh!” She didn’t finish as Ricky pressed in, taking and claiming her married pussy. “Oh FUUCKKK YESSS!!!!!” She moaned as inch after thick, veiny inch impaled her. Focus Nicci focus, she lectured herself. She hated how much her need for huge cocks was impeding her saving her marriage.

Her eyes were rolling back in her head, this was sooo good, and that was before the magic cum. The kid was plowing her, the rocking of the bench filled the room, it was just as she had ordered. The pastor sat in the next room, perched before a two way mirror watching and listening to it all. he had no problem with sloppy seconds, or thirds, he had plans just as soon as Ricky was done…

 

[CasualK9]

"Oh my God, I love your fucking huge dick!" Nicci squealed, strapped firmly to the fuck bench.

Ricky was flush with pride at her comments. He was also flush with exertion and excitement as he watched her fabulous ass cheeks rippling back and forth as he pounded into her fantastic butt. The way her pussy lips latched in such a grabby, slippery, yet frictiony way onto his shaft as it plunged in and out of her filled him with ecstasy and excitement and made him ram it into her harder and harder. He had no idea what he was doing, but it felt spectacular to them both.

"This bench is awesome," he growled, losing his mind a bit and smacking her phat ass, relishing the way she yelped as he pumped into her and smacked her big butt.

"Are you close to cumming?" she panted, her face stuck in the cradle like she was at a Massage Envy, only she was getting plowed by a teenage horsecock rather than given a Swedish massage.

"Not really," he groaned. "I could do this forever to you!"

"Hahaha, I know, Ricky, but I mostly just need the juice today....do you think when you cum it would be better if you shot it in me or came over to my mouth?"

"I don't know!" he yelled, frantically ramming her with both hands on her hips.

"I wish your mom were here," Nicci moaned. "she knows all about this...oh shit, I'm gonna cum from that big dick!"

Nicci squealed in pleasure, and her ass was covered in goosebumps for a moment, but Ricky kept hammering away despite her shuddering.

"Oh my God....," Nic groaned. "that was incredible....hurry up...maybe when you do cum, try to do it in both places?"

"How?" Ricky whined. He wanted to do exactly what the gorgeous Mrs. Burton asked of him.

"I don't know, Ricky! Can't you just start where you are, shoot a couple of blasts into me, and then run from the back to the front mid-spurt? I'll be ready to catch it with my mouth. Just tell me you're cumming...remember, both places, ok? I guess if you have to catch your jizz in your hand, then just bring your hand over to my mouth, and I'll take it from there, just don't waste any! I need it for tonight!"

"Okay, I'll try to do my best," Ricky whined, ramming relentlessly into her, the entire length of his shaft pulling out, then firing back into her tight, wet pussy. Even though her lush body was strapped to the chair, her big tits swung and clapped wildly as he pounded the hot mom and the church basement air filled with the sounds of her heavy tits clapping, Ricky's big balls slapping into her tingling clit, and the occasional loud smack of his hand hitting her defenseless ass.​

 

[Homerun2611]

The visual of Mrs. Burton was incredible, and the face she would do this for Ricky, and then the compliments, “Oh thank you, you do know you are the only woman I’ve ever fucked, that is a real compliment!” Yet even while Ricky’s words were polite, he was slamming Nicci’s pussy and slapping her ass like a horse he was trying to get to full gallop!

He was also trying to figure out, how he might possibly satisfy her request, “I’ll try, I can be a little clumsy sometimes, but I’m getting better. While Ricky’s genes, and his genetic gifts gave him the physique of a young God, just as Atlanta was bestowed a body that would envy Aphrodite, and he had a cock that would satisfy many a horse, he had not been bestowed with the best of coordination. That had somehow all gone to Atlanta. However, Ricky was a pleaser and would do his very best. Perhaps if he didn’t get it in Mrs. Burton’s mouth, she’d be just as happy if he sprayed his magic juice all over her face and massive tits?

He would have asked, but he was so focused on the pounding, the sounds of their bodies slapping echoing all throughout the room, that he decided to let whatever might happen, happen! When Ricky heard another clapping sound, other than his pelvis slamming Nicci’s ass, he looked around, wondering if they might have an audience. It was only after a few seconds he realized it was Nicci’s massive mammaries slapping together in response to his pounding, almost like an echo to their bodies slapping as they fucked.

“Oh… Mrs. Burton… Oh….” Ricky was close, “For fuck’s sake, Nicci… if you’re going to keep pounding me, stop acting like I’m some old lady!” Yet she was loving it, her first orgasm had been followed by a second and a third, the kid’s cock never went off, never went down, it was a fucking miracle, pun very much intended! “Oh God…” She realized her erro, “Sorry, but DAMN… “ That wasn’t any better, “FUCK!!!! Don’t stop… Don’t…. Stoooppppppp!!!!!” And for the fourth time her body released in an absolutely mind blowingly satisfying orgasm. This kid really was the best, even better than… she couldn’t say it out loud, not even in her mind.

Ricky had held, but in the middle of O number for, he fired, like a Howitzer, his first spunk painted her womb, his tip, having pushed inside her Cervix … “Both…” She yelled, even though her body immediately reacted and relished the magic juice in her womb. “Oh yes, yes….” Rick fired once more and pulled out.. the next rope arced into the air and landed in the middle of her spine. He began moving around the bench, come flying everywhere, hitting walls like spaghetti being tested for readiness.

Boom, one more shot flew from his canon, this time hitting Nicci right in the face, a bit firing below her chin to land on her its, “Mouth… “ She screamed, and Ricky grabbed the face cradle and drove his cock up, into Nicci’s mouth. “Mmmm… grumphhhh …” She half moaned half snorted, as she took that tantalizing sweet butter cream firing canon into into her open mouth, latching her lips around the massive head, using her tongue to tease his slit and promote even more. Young Ricky though was not close to done…. If the cum in her pussy was the entree, she was now having a massive, and mouth watering dessert…

In fact Ricky was still cumming when he heard the door open, “Ricky enough!” His father barked, and like turning off a hose spicket, more like a fire hose spicket, Ricky stopped. “Leave boy, I need to speak to Mrs. Burton….” Ricky felt ashamed, he liked Mrs. Burton, he hadn’t wanted to trick her, didn’t want her to be mad. “I’m sorry Mrs. Burton ….” Was the last thing from his mouth as he left the room holding his massive and still throbbing young cock.

Ricky left the room, and turned the corner only to see his sister, “Did I see Nicci coming down her earlier?” Atlanta asked, staring hungrily at her brother’s glistening cum covered cock. “I assume that is where you were?” Even as she spoke she was closing the gap, only to drop to her knees, tonguing and cleaning the massive organ. “Oh fuck that is good….”

Back inside the playroom, Nicci had just swallowed the load. “You want to talk, what the fuck about?” Showing little respect to the cloth. Then she heard the pastor’s zipper go down, “Oh fuck….” And she knew what kind of talk this was going to be!

 

[CasualK9]

"I don't know what I want to do first," the pastor said, having undid his zipper and released an erection that had been pressing painfully against his pants the whole time he had been watching his son and the sex bobm strapped to the bench from the observation room.

"How about unstrapping me from this stupid bench if you really want to talk?" Nicci replied.

The pastor walked around the bench, chuckling to himself at the opportunity that was strapped to it. He'd never seen anyone who looked this good naked in person. every inch of her was perfection, from her cute, well-pedicured feet up her trim legs, to her spectacular ass from her voluminous, helplessly hanging breasts and long, blonde hair on the opposite side of the face cradle to where her pretty face was stuck.

"Please! I'll gladly unstrap you in due time, but I'm not foolish enough to miss an opportunity like this."

"I thought you were a man of God?" Nicci sneered, despite the man behind her unable to see her expression.

"God has provided the bounty of flesh before me, has he not? It is only right that his humble servant should sample it."

His response was so unexpected that, for a moment, Nic was uncharacteristically speechless.

Pastor Johnson had bent to take a closer look at Nicci's nether regions, and she could feel his breath on her wet pussy.

"My son certainly seems to have stretched you out a bit, hasn't he?" the pastor observed, eyeing Nicci's still-gaping pussy as a thick strand of cum dangled then dripped from her open lips onto the floor below. "Well, that should provide plenty of lubrication, even if you're, shall we say, less excited about my presence."

"Ummm, how about just unstrapping me? I'll get cleaned up."

Nic felt the pastor's hands run across her big butt, settling on her hips and squeezing them. Then he started sliding his hard-on between her cheeks, pushing them together with his hands to create a snug path for himself.

As the pastor's dick rubbed against her pussy and past her asshole, Nicci said, "What are we doing here, your holiness? You know I didn't consent to any of this with you."

"Oh, I don't think that's a problem, do you? I mean, I certainly don't mind. In fact, I might even prefer it," he grinned, slapping her left cheek and enjoying the way it jiggled.

"I don't think it would be good for your church if it got out that the pastor had raped a local woman, do you?"

"No, but that isn't really the story, is it?"

"Why not?"

"Because you're really quite famous, aren't you, Mrs. Burton? I've been doing my research ever since I saw your ass running from my church and stuck magnificently in that awful car window," he said, smacking her other cheek, his eyes dancing at the sight. "A local legend among the men and women - for different reasons, of course."

He squeezed her cheeks firmly, mashing them into his dick and humping through the flesh a few times before continuing.

"But, you're married, my dear. With children of your own, isn't that right? And you encouraged...no begged my son for his seed and asked to be strapped just like this to my bench," he chuckled. "And my poor son is autistic....and quite possibly underage..."

"Oh, he is not! We made him show us his driver's license when he came to my pool the other day!"

The pastor always found it amusing when a woman talked back to him while strapped to the bench. She couldn't even turn around with her face pushed into the cradle! A pile of blonde hair and a pretty back...

"Nevertheless, a local women's leader concerned about her own reputation, seeking to reconcile with her husband, doesn't need to deal with accusations like that clouding the landscape does she?"

"He's not autistic either," Nicci said, resisting the pastor's touch a little less as reality sunk in, "at least I don't think he is...or didn't know he was."

The pastor laughed heartily and energetically smacked both her cheeks at the same time.

"I don't know either! Muriel and I never bothered to have him checked! But you didn't worry about that when you were begging for his seed, so you have no idea! And all the local press will know is that you've been accused of seducing a poor disabled teenager! So scandalous!"

Nicci sighed...what was the matter with people like this? She also felt strong enough that she might just be able to rip right through the straps and bindings that held her to the chair. Ricky's cum was crazy.

"Okay, okay," she grumbled resignedly, "I'll give you ten minutes, but then I really have to get going."

 

[Homerun2611]

How fucking dare she? If she thought she could intimidate or shame the Pastor into not making the most of this, she was kidding herself. He had been planning this for days, but now, it was even better than he imagined.

“Let me be clear Mrs. Burton… you can take your ten minutes and fuck yourself, you are on my timeline now, you agreed to be bound in order to be fucked by my son, and now, it is Daddy’s turn!” Turning his hand he scratched his fingers up the back of her muscular, yet thin legs, fuck she was a specimen, even better than Muriel, younger and much hotter!

Dry humping the crack of her ass as he pushed her cheeks together, squeezing her cheeks as he did, like it was a fucking Charmin commercial! He was ready to get wet, enjoy this succubus now under his command.

“You are a wicked woman Mrs. Burton, you need to feel the staff of the lord, tame your inner slut!’ He was loud as if on a puppet, except he was now spreading her cheeks, to finger the juices and cum flowing from her adulterous cunt, and using the resulting Lue to slide up and rim and tease her gorgeous tight pucker!

“What the fuck are you doing, is sodomy part of your Godly plan!” Nicci sneered, yet found herself wiggling her ass both seductively and wantonly, even though it was not her intent, but damn the rimming and tease of the thousands of nearl ends in her elusive anus were being stimulated. “I don’t fuck in the ass … “ Nicci said with a boldness and conviction that almost made the reverend believe her. Almost!

“Well, it would be lovely to think there might be some virgin ride in that incredible body of yours, but color me doubtful…”

The pastor had never analy enjoyed his wife, feeling it beneath her, yet the whores he had been introduced to in Memphis, the dominatrix had an anal fetish, when the pastor had the lord both giveth and taketh from him!

Nicci hated how good his finger felt, teasing her asshole, even pressing in. “Well God Damn It, if you are going to fuck it you better lube it good!” But her voice betrayed her, as bitchy as she meant to come across, there was a huskiness in her tone as her asshole was pleasured.

“Hey, what if…”. Nicci was about to make lemonade from lemons… “Call your son back, wouldn’t you like to watch how I suck a big cock, while you fuck my tight ass?!?”

 

[CasualK9]

The pastor massaged Nicci's ass with his eager hands, pushing them wide and spreading her ass and gaping pussy. She was so perfect looking. As he spread her, he thought about her request. He was torn. He wanted this sexy bitch all to himself, but he wanted more than ten minutes. Her interest in his son pissed him off. Little Ricky had been a necessary lure to get here and particularly onto the fuck bench, but now she was on it. But if the boy's big, dumb dick kept her occupied and shut her up, that was worth something...

 

[CasualK9]

Ricky stood in the hallway a dozen or so paces away from his dad's playroom, looking down in utter delight at his gorgeous, lanky, athletic big sister slopping on his dick like a whore who needed a crack fix. His fat, distended cock extended well over a foot from his body, and Atlanta had never given it a chance to go completely soft when she'd run into him in the hallway. She had clearly been hunting for Nicci, and Ricky had been unsure whether to tell her what had just happened and what their father had planned when Atlanta asked if he had seen her.

His sister's mood had shifted almost entirely when she had seen Ricky's dripping dick, and all the pressure had been removed from the confused kid when she'd started lapping away at him. His sister had always adored and been protective of him, but this was....a whole new level of sisterly affection. First Minerva, then his mother, then Mrs. Burt...Nicci (he had such a hard time thinking of her by her first name only), and now his sister? All of those women, including his own family, seemed to be tripping all over themselves to get a piece of his meat. He knew now from his mother's explanations that much of their wanton desire seemed related to the special liquid that came out of him when he was pleasured to maximum heights. Mrs....Nicci did that beyond his wildest dreams, but each of them was so fun...Ricky leaned back against the wall and watched his proud sister's face stretched by his cock and laughed happily at the sight.

Then he heard his father's voice bellow from the other side of the wall, calling his name, and the uncertainty rushed back into his brain.

"Gotta go," Ricky said, pulling four inches of his dick out of his sister's pretty mouth with a 'pop.' She looked up at him confused, disappointed and open-mouthed.

"You're really walking away from me because Dad is calling you? That's fucking retarded," Atlanta huffed from her knees.

"I'll be back," Ricky apologized with a shrug, trying to stuff his dick someplace but finding it impossible to put away. "I'm sorry. You know how he gets if you don't listen to him..."

Atlanta eyed him disapprovingly, shaking her head as he turned and ran down the hallway back to the playroom.

"Man up, little brother," she called after him, licking the last remnants of his cum off her chin, disappointed she had only been able to get the remnant from a prior orgasm and not generate a new one for herself.

"You're awful bossy for someone who was just sucking my dick!" Ricky shot back, proud of himself for standing up to his sister's barbs, as he slipped obediently into the playroom.