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Pastor's Pretty Wife (m/f, i/r, n/c) by Black Demon

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Al Grover was good at selling new cars, a proven fact as he had
been the top salesman in the L.A. midtown dealership for the past
year.  Over the years, he had come to learn just who to cater to,
giving them an extremely good deal, especially if that person
could bring in future business.  With popularity of SUV's
increasing dramatically over the past few years, Al enjoyed
seeing his commissions increase substantially in size.  But what
Al enjoyed most with the upswing in the SUV's popularity was the
increase of beautiful women, coming in to view and test drive the
new models, lovely married beauties with young children.

On this particular afternoon, after getting a call from one of
his good customers, Al figured that the potential sale to the
party he was sending over would be a non-profit one of which he'd
have to chalk up to goodwill.  The fellow who had called him,
Robert Churchill, had bought several cars and an SUV from him
over the past few years.  Now, the guy was asking a favor of him,
advising that he sat on the board of some church and sought a
bargain deal for the pastor of tat church.  Hearing that the
church would be paying for the new vehicle, Al assured the man
that he'd waive his commission on the deal, plus do the best he
could on the trade in of an old station wagon the pastor would be
bringing in. Al sighed in total disgust as he would be working
for free on this fucking sale.

At the time the pastor would be showing up at the dealership, Al
looked out the window and saw an old blue wagon pulling into the
lot.  Seeing the man get out of the driver's side, Al sized the
fellow up to be in his early to mid-thirties, looking rather
square and exactly as he had anticipated a pastor to be.  Then
the other doors of the wagon opened up and two young children
appeared out of the back. Al hook his head, wondering what kind
of commotion those rugrats would create, with the young boy
seeming to be about 6 years old and the girl about a year
younger, both dressed in soccer uniforms.

But as the children's mother stepped out of the front passenger's
door, Al's jaw dropped wide open in total awe.  'Damn, what a
fuck'n beautiful little bitch!' Al muttered to himself as he
gazed upon the nicely dressed woman in her yellow dress and white
3" heels.  'Shit, I should become a fuck'n preacha if that's what
it takes to land a fuck'n sexy beauty like that!' he pondered. 
One thing that always turned Al on was a lovely sophisticated
beauty!  And this lovely woman certainly had him turned on, not a
fucking plain Jane as evidenced by the throbbing length growing
in his pants.  Mentally stripping the young wife and mother of
her clothing, Al could only dream of crawling up onto the
beauty's soft sexy body, imagining her hand pushing at him in an
attempt to escape his lust.

Introducing himself and shaking Pastor Hasting's hand, Al gazed
at the lovely wife who was instructing the children to behave
themselves. Then, upon being introduced to the succulent blonde
beauty, Al felt his cock jerking madly as he took the soft petite
manicured hand in his much larger one.  He could only wish and
dream of having this beauty's hand on his throbbing boner. 
Putting on the charm, chatting with the couple and showing them
the features of the SUV, Al listened as the pastor asked "Well,
Melanie, how'd do you like this to drive around with?  It'd sure
beat all the problems the wagon is giving us now?"

Upon being introduced to Mr. Grover, Melanie swallowed as she
looked up at the big towering man who would be showing them the
new car, feeling so tiny as her petite hand was enveloped in his
large black one.  The man appeared so overwhelming to her, over a
foot taller than her, causing her to stammer "How
...............how do you do, Mr. Gro ........Grover!" Her body
shuddered as his hand held onto hers for much longer than
customary, causing her heart to thump madly in her chest as her
breathing nearly stopped at this point.

Melanie was glad that the children began acting up a bit and
running onto the showroom floor, allowing her to run after them
and away from the rather overpowering black salesman.  There were
many black men and women in her husband's congregation, so Al
Grover was not the first black man she'd come into contact with.
But for some unknown reason, this man seemed all so powerful to
her, towering more than a foot over her with that confident smile
on his face that totally unnerved her.

With the lovely wife getting in behind the wheel, Al stood next
to her husband and watched as the pastor's wife attempted to
adjust her carseat.  Seeing the sexy beauty struggling to move
her seat forward, Al rushed forward to assist.  In doing so, Al
moved right up next to her, just inches away from her petite and
succulent body.  Knowing the luxury car inside and out, he could
have found the button to adjust the seat blindfolded.  Pretending
to bend down to locate the button, knowing the effect he was
having upon her as he heard her suddenly pant for breath, Al's
eyes widened as they focused upon the milky white thighs now
bared just above the knees of the young wife.

Licking his lips, Al wished that he could lift her skirt just a
few inches more and bury his face up into her panty covered
crotch.  Never had he seen such long beautiful flawless legs such
as the sexy pair just inches away from him.  'Damn, I jest gotta
git me a piece of this sexy little bitch!  Bet this limp-dick
pastor she's married to ain't got nothing to compare with Big Al!
 Ohhhh, baby ......................I'd sure as hell'd luv to hear
ya screaming when I shove it up yer tight little twat!' he
chuckled to himself.

Frozen in the driver's seat, Melanie fought to get her breath as
she could now feel the hot breath of the salesman's upon her
thigh.  'Oh, God ....................oh, God!' she shuddered,
praying that the man would move away from her.  Something about
this man told her that he was pure evil, that she should get as
far away from him and as quickly as possible.


Taking the couple into his office,  as the children played out
front in a small play area was set aside for such situations, Al
wished that he could find some way to get into the beautiful
bitch's tight little panties.  Making chit-chat with the pastor,
asking about his congregation, Al then got the pitch he had been
expecting to come and visit the church on a Sunday.  He also
learned that the pastor's lovely wife taught Sunday school at the
church and that she also helped out in decorating the church when
not called on by the nearby schools as a substitute teacher.

Advising that he would have someone drive the car around the
block and appraise it, Al watched as the trusting pastor set the
keys upon his desk.  Having called for the new apprentice in
training, Al normally would have the young man take the car for a
spin and do the appraisal. However, seeing the ring of keys on
his desk, Al could make out one being a housekey.  After
introducing the young salesman to the Hastings, Al advised
"Jerry, you need to learn how to fill out these forms!  This
would be a good opportunity for you to learn by asking Pastor
Hastings and his wife the necessary questions.  Tell you what,
I'll do the car appraisal this time and check over the paperwork
when I get back!"

Telling the beautiful young wife and her pastor husband he'd be
back in fifteen minutes or so while they filled out the
paperwork, Al departed out to their station wagon.  Getting into
the old wagon, Al started it up and pulled out of the lot. 
Rounding the corner, he then pulled up to the hardware store and
parked the car.  Getting out, he then sorted through the keys,
finding the one he was looking for.  Going into the hardware
store, he smiled at Harry who owned the store and held the
housekey up for a duplicate to be made.

Pulling back into the dealership's parking lot, Al chuckled at
the stupidity of the trusting pastor who had handed him the set
of keys. 'Preacher ..............ya jest way too trusting a man!
Heh, heh ................giving me the key that'll let git me
into yer purty little wife's panties! Damn, I can't wait to git
those fuck'n sexy white legs wrapped around me!' he thought. 
Going back into the sales office, Al then advised the pastor that
he'd see to it that they'd get the high end of the blue book for
the old station wagon.

With the pastor thanking him for obtaining the top blue book
value, Al smiled at him and advised "It's the least I can do fer
ya and yer beautiful wife!"  Going over the paperwork that had
been filled out, Al made sure he could read the home address. 
Knowing the general area where the church was located, he then
asked the pastor how close he lived to the church and learned
that he and his family lived just a couple of blocks away.

Off out in the showroom, the two youngsters could be heard
arguing with each other, causing both parents to turn and look at
what was taking place.  With the lovely beauty turning a bit in
her chair, the sight of her white thighs being bared by the
movement had Al's eyes riveted to the sexy sight.  To Al's
delight, as the concerned mother leaned back to try and peer over
to where the children's came form, she had unconsciously parted
her thighs and given him a clear shot up to her lacy white
panties.

Seeing the youngsters bickering with each other, Melanie felt
that she should go on out to keep them company, especially since
all the paperwork had already been signed.  As she turned to
excuse herself, while Boyd was still looking towards the location
of the children, Melanie gasped upon seeing that the lewd
salesman's eyes were focused in her direction .............down
towards her legs and trying to peer up under the hem of her
dress.  Glancing down, seeing her legs spread open a bit and that
her dress had moved up from her earlier movements, Melanie felt a
warm flush of embarrassment come over her.

Quickly pulling down the hem of her dress, tightly closing her
open thighs, Melanie stammered "Ex ..............ex
............excuse me while I go and check on the children!" 
Seeing the lewd salesman lift his eyes up to hers, along with
that knowing smile, Melanie was both embarrassed and upset at the
audacity of this ogling and brazen man.  Exiting the room
quickly, heart pounding madly in her chest, Melanie wanted to go
back in and tell her husband that they should leave immediately
and not go through with the purchase of the SUV.

Glancing back towards the sales office as she slowly made her way
towards the children, Melanie wished that the papers weren't
signed, not wanting to have that awful man make any commissions
on the sale of the vehicle.  'My God .................what an
awful man!  He was so evil, not even having the decency to turn
away when I caught him looking up my dress! God
....................he ...............he just leered at me and
had the nerve to smirk when he saw that I had caught him at it!'
she thought.

Station wagon traded in, riding back home in the nifty new SUV,
Melanie did not feel the joy and exhilaration that the rest of
her family was exhibiting.  With the children climbing in from
the rear door on the driver's side, as their father helped them
up into the vehicle, Melanie had stepped up into the front
passenger seat as Al Grover held the front passenger door open
for her.

When Mr. Grover had said loudly "Let me show you a feature with
the seatbelt, Mrs. Hastings!" she froze upon feeling his hand
touch her bare thigh just above her knee.  "This is how you
adjust it ........................!" the man continued, but it
was merely to draw off any suspicion from her husband as the
salesman's hand caressed her, brazenly sliding up under the hem
of her dress.  All Melanie could was gasp in her surprise at the
audacity of this man's absurdity, unable to do anything to
prevent his bold caresses.

Unable to yell out, nor scream, all Melanie could do was to clasp
her hand down over her dress and try to keep the caressing hand
from advancing any further.  She captured his hand that was under
her dress, holding it still, but Melanie was unable to prevent
his thick middle finger from tracing up and down along the
outline of her puffy slit that suddenly began to leak her oozing
juices.  Squeezing her thighs together, trying to steel herself,
Melanie trembled as she emitted out her slick juices, dampening
the crotchband of her panties.

Even now, twenty minutes into the drive back to their home,
Melanie's juices continued to flow freely.  Continuing to drip
out of her juicing slit, Melanie squirmed about in the leather
seat as her panties had now become sopping wet.  'God
...............why ............why didn't I yell out
...............scream at the horrible man to stop
...................slap him for doing such a thing? Letting
another man .................a black man ...............touch me
that way!  And with Boyd and the children just a mere six feet
away!' she asked herself.

Back at the car dealership, Al sat back in the privacy of the
sales office, reflecting on his recent boldness with the pastor's
pretty wife.   He had grinned widely upon seeing her astonished
face as he slipped his hand up under her dress, feeling the power
of control that he wielded over the petite beauty.  Making a copy
of the sheet with the beauty's address, he then put it into the
clasped envelope along with the duplicate housekey that he had
made.  'Damn ...................that bitch is a hot little
firecracker!  Someone jest needs to light her fuse and she'll go
off with a fuck'n bang!  Ahhhh, baby .................Al Grover's
gonna light that fuse of yers ....................soon
...............very soon!  And when I do ...............ya'll be
on fire ..................and I'll be right there to put that
fire out!' he chuckled, stroking his throbbing cock which would
be used to hose her down with.

That next Sunday, after the church services concluded, Melanie
dismissed the youngsters from the Sunday school class that she
taught.  As she was putting the classroom back in order before
going out to mingle with the congregation, her husband suddenly
appeared at the doorway.  Then her heart stopped upon seeing the
smiling black face immediately over her husband's shoulder.  As
her husband and Al Grover entered the classroom, Melanie was
unable to breathe as her husband advised "Honey, look who came to
the services and has expressed an interest in joining our
congregation!"

Forcing a smile, seeing the large hand being extended to greet
her, Melanie was forced to extend her hand to be engulfed by that
of the evil man's.  "Mr. Grover says that his dealership is
interested in making a donation to the church, particularly in
the betterment of our Sunday school program!  You know the Sunday
program best, honey ...............so why don't you go tell Mr.
Grover about it and what's needed to improve it! Meanwhile, I've
to go and mingle with the congregation!  When you get done, can
you take Mr. Grover around and introduce him around to the
members!" her husband requested and then he was gone, leaving her
all alone with the evil man who had felt her up earlier that
week.

Again, Melanie felt herself go weak, unable to talk or move as Al
Grover edged ever so very close to her.  Feeling her hand being
grasped once again, Melanie could only pant in fear as it was
being drawn towards the bold black man ....................hand
being drawn towards his crotch.   'Haaaaaaa
......................oh, Goddddddddd .....................it
..............its so bigggggggggggggg!' she thought as her
fingers pressed down to clutch at the throbbing bulge through the
fabric.  Instinctively, wondering just how long it was, Melanie
traced its length that was hidden beneath his pants.  Panting,
she concluded 'My God ...............it ...............it must be
over a foot long!  It ..................its not humanly
possible!'

"Take it out, Mrs. Hasting!  Ya know ya wanna touch it
...............to see what my big black cock looks like in yer
purty white hand!" Al confidently advised.  "Yeah, that's it,
Mrs. Hasting ..............pull my zipper down!  Now put yer
purty hand in my pants and see what I brung fer ya!" he advised.
 Feeling her soft petite hand and fingers wrap around his
throbbing cock, Al shuddered with pleasure and moaned "Oh, baby
............ahhhhhhhh ........................yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Lovemaking with her husband, the only man she'd ever been with,
had always taken place while in the darkness of their bedroom. 
Never had she handled her husband's manhood in a manner such as
this.  Looking down, Melanie was mesmerized by the large
snakelike monstrosity that she was pulling out of the man's
pants.  Reaching out with her other hand, Melanie jerked upon it,
watching it throb and expand even further under her
ministrations.

Panting, stroking and jerking upon the lengthy black cock,
Melanie could not comprehend what she was actually doing.  It
seemed as if her hands were acting on their own, pumping and
fisting the man with no thought of the consequences of what would
occur if she continued.  Faster and faster she pumped, amazed at
its thickness which she estimated to be close to three inches in
diameter and over twelve inches in length. "Ahhhhhh
...............ahhhhhhhhhh!" she heard Mr. Grover groan loudly.

The man's groans snapped her out of her trance and Melanie
realized that she and handled him to a point where he was about
to ejaculate his sticky seed.  Quickly, she pushed the monstrous
cock over to the left. Just in time as it suddenly burst, hosing
stream after stream of sticky white semen onto the top of her
desk.  She couldn't let go, for if she did, it would spring back
towards her and the sticky mess would end up soiling the front of
her skirt.

Suddenly, small footsteps could be heard running down the
hallways towards the classroom, with her daughter's voice yelling
"Mommy, Mommy .......................the ladies are asking for
you!"  Dropping the now dwindling cock, hearing the limp meat
plop onto the desktop, Melanie turned to face the doorway and
block the sight behind her.  As her daughter appeared at the
doorway, Melanie swallowed in fear as she heard the sound of a
zipper being pulled up behind her.

Quickly, Melanie moved towards her daughter, trying to block the
child from getting a view of the sticky wet mess that now lay
upon the top of her desk.  With Al Grover walking immediately
behind her as they stepped out of the room, Melanie reached back
to close the door and lock it, not wanting anyone to find her
desk in such a messy condition.  As her daughter ran ahead,
Melanie shuddered as a large hand suddenly was fondling her ass,
grasping and squeezing at her asscheeks.  Then she trembled with
fear as Al Grover leaned down to whisper "Ya want it, dontcha,
Mrs. Hasting?  Ya wanna find out what it feels like to get fucked
by my big black cock, huh?"

That evening, Melanie wondered just how she got through the day.
It felt so wicked and sinful to be introducing the awful man to
good members of the congregation, especially after what had
occurred in the classroom.  Tilting her cup up to her lips to sip
at the refreshing punch, Melanie shivered as the stench of the
cock she had handled earlier wharfting up from her nearby hand. 
'My God .................how could I do such an awful thing?  And
right here on the Church grounds ...............where I teach
Sunday school!' she wondered.  Still, she could not resist the
temptation to bring her smelly fingers right up to the tip of her
nose to inhale the manly stench that was upon them.

With the congregation now departed, Melanie had the children ride
home with their father, advising that she needed to finish the
cleanup of the classroom.  As the church had a daycare program
for pre-school children during the weekdays, using the same
classroom, Melanie dared not leave it in its current condition. 
Going to the restroom, she got a wad of paper towels, wetting a
bunch of them to clean and wipe her desk with.

Heart pounding once again, fingers trembling, Melanie slowly
unlocked the classroom door.  Having closed the windows before
the arrival of her husband and the unexpected visitor, the stench
of male semen hit her upon stepping into the now hot classroom. 
She turned the overhead fan on, then went about opening the
windows to air out the room.  Melanie then looked down upon the
top of her desk in total humiliation and amazement, thinking 'My,
God .....................it looks like he spewed out more than a
pint of his filthy scum onto it!'

The thin streaks of semen had dried completely, however, the
bigger puddles were still visibly mushy in the center.  Melanie
still could not believe what had taken place earlier in this very
classroom, that she had been quite instrumental in helping make
this horrid mess upon the desk.  Mesmerized as she stared at the
largest puddle, Melanie couldn't help but think 'My God
..................its so thick ..................like pudding!' 
With that thought, her heart pounding even faster, she hesitantly
reached out with her right hand.

Nearing the puddle, not using one the paper towels she had
brought with her, Melanie's fingers were now but an inch from it.
 Wickedly, she then dipped her four fingers into the messy
puddle.  Taking her fingers out of the mushy puddle, she then
rubbed her thumb over her fingers to feel the texture of the male
spend.  Bring her fingers up to her nose, Melanie shivered upon
smelling the man's seed.  She could not believe what she had
done, what she was currently doing, nor that she was about to put
her fingers up to her lips.

Lips parted, tongue extended, Melanie licked the lumpy male
pudding from her fingers.  Tasting a male's essence for the very
first time in her life, Melanie reached back down to scoop up
even more of man's pudding.   More and more of it was scooped up,
fingers cleaned of the sticky substance by scraping it off onto
the back of her bottom teeth, keeping all of it in her mouth. 
Finally, mouth half filled with the now cold jizz, all that
remained on the desk were the dried streaks.

Rolling the cold sticky cum about, coating her entire tongue in
the messy goo, Melanie kept it in her mouth as she then went
about cleaning the desktop.  First using wet towels to clean off
the desk, she then used the dry ones to finish off the job. 
Mouth watering, mixing in with the sticky jizz, Melanie then
swallowed a small portion of the mixture.   Her body gave a
shiver as the thick slimy substance slithered down her throat,
slowly making its way down into her belly.  She swallowed again,
shiver again, continuing till she had eaten it all.  Now her
mouth just retained a slick coating as she licked at her glossy
lips.

Upon arriving home, Melanie could not believe what she was about
to do next, kissing her husband on the lips while her mouth was
soiled with another man's semen.  All of a sudden, ever since
going to the car dealership and meeting the arrogant black
salesman, her sense of right and wrong had been totally skewered.
 Melanie couldn't understand what was wrong with her as never
before in her life had she done anything so vile and perverse. 
Being powerless in the presence of the overpowering man was one
thing, but what she did in the classroom when alone by herself
was another.

At his townhouse, Al Grover pulled out the envelope that
contained the address and housekey for the pastor and his
beautiful wife.  Meeting and mingling among the congregation
members, he had taken note when one of the women advised the
pastor's wife that she'd pick her up at her home, at 11 a.m., for
the Women's League monthly luncheon that Wednesday.  Of interest
was the woman's comment to the pastor's wife "But we'll have the
leave right when the luncheon is over as I've got to be home to
babysit my grandson at 2 o'clock!"  With that knowledge at hand,
Al decided to give the blonde beauty a nice surprise upon her
return home from the luncheon.

Behind the tinted windows of his fancy demo from the dealership,
Al Grover watched as the car pulled up into the driveway right at
11 a.m. He smiled upon seeing the pastor's lovely wife appear in
a white blouse, black skirt and 3" black heels.  As the car
pulled out, Al dialed the church's number.  Hearing the church's
secretary answer, Al asked for the pastor.  Learning that the
pastor was making hospital calls and would be back about
mid-afternoon, Al smiled upon learning that the coast was clear.

At 1:45 p.m., following the luncheon, Melanie was dropped off at
her home.  Entering her home, she then made her way down the
hallway to the master bedroom that she shared with her loving
husband.  She planned to change into something more comfortable
before going out in the backyard to do some gardening.  She had
several hours before picking the children up from the soccer
field located right next to the grade school they attended.

Melanie had just undone the top button of her blouse as she
stepped into the master bedroom when the sight before her caused
her to freeze and shudder in total horror.  There at the edge of
the bed was the pair of panties that she had worn the night
before.  But it certainly did not belong where it now lay.  She
swallowed in fear, knowing that she had put it in the hamper when
she had showered and changed that morning. 'Someone
.........someone's been in the house!' she realized in horror.

First looking about the room to see if the intruder was still
present, Melanie edged her way towards the bed where her lacy
white panties lay spread open.  Getting closer, she realized that
her panties had been turned inside out.  'Oh, my Goddddddd!' she
gasped upon seeing the crotchband of her panties covered with a
thick white substance ..............a thick sticky looking
substance that she had become very familiar with that past
Sunday.  'Oh, God ..................a man's been in here
...............and .................used my panties to
...............to relieve himself!' she realized.

The sudden noise behind her, in the direction of the closet area,
had Melanie's mind spinning about in sheer fright.  It was the
man she feared most, the man who seemed to have this powerful
hold upon her. "Hope ya don't mind the mess, Mrs. Hasting!  I's
had to take the edge off while I's waited till ya got home!" she
heard him say as he grinned widely and confidently at her. 
Unable to move, frozen to the spot, Melanie could only pant for
breath as the man disrobed before her.  As he stepped out of his
pants, her eyes were glued to the lurching manhood hanging down
between her legs and rising with every throb.

Seeing the blonde beauty standing frozen to the spot, Al smiled
and grasped his cock, shucking at it as he slowly walked towards
the trembling young wife.  Now, just a foot away from the panting
beauty, his rigid outright cock poked at her blouse-covered
belly.  "Feel me up again, sweetie!" Al commanded, gasping
slightly as her trim manicured fingers clasped his throbbing
cock.  As the pastor's pretty wife began to fist him like she did
on Sunday, Al reached forward to begin undoing the buttons of her
blouse.

Pulling the blouse from her skirt, Al completed unbuttoning the
blouse.   Then he had the beauty stop handling momentarily in
order to strip the blouse from her.  Her hands shucking at him
again, Al reached around the front of her body, grasped her bra
and pulled with all of his might. The thin metal hooks that were
secured in the flimsy garment bent and snapped under the
pressure.  Then the bra was drawn down her arms to fall to the
floor next to her blouse, leaving the nervous young beauty's
titties bared.

Now as she continued handling him, Al was rolling and pinching at
her stiffening pink nipples.  Then, placing his hands upon her
shoulders, he pushed her down to kneel upon the carpeted floor. 
He smiled as he saw her eyes widen as she now stared right at
this flaring cockhead.  Al chuckled upon seeing the innocent
beauty lick her dry lips in anticipation of what was to come. 
"Ya wanna lick it  ............and suck it, dontcha, Mrs.
Hasting?  Go ahead ...............lick it ...........taste it!"
he encouraged.

Never before had Melanie even dreamt of putting her husband's
penis into her mouth, nor would Boyd ever have thought to ask
such a filthy thing of her.  But here she was, in the privacy of
the bedroom that she and her husband shared together, kneeling
down and about to admit a black man's monstrosity between her
lips.  Shucking at his stalk, a pearly drop of fluid oozed out of
its pisshole, building up its size before dripping down onto the
carpet.  But just before the thick droplet fell to the carpeting,
Melanie's tongue darted out to capture the drop of slick fluid. 
Moving her tongue about, she spread the oily fluid about her
within her mouth.

Grasping the beauty by her long silky blonde hair, Al sucked in
his breath as he looked down to see his cockhead push up against
the soft pink lips, then a fraction of an inch slowly began to
disappear between them.  Bit by bit, his sensitive cock scraped
upon the beauty's sharp teeth.  He knew that she was not trying
to bite him but that she was struggling to open her mouth wider
to admit his thick boner.  "Ohhhhh, yeah, baby
....................ahhhhhhhhh!" he groaned as his entire
cockhead was now enveloped in her sucking mouth.  Al shivered,
nearly losing it then and there from the pleasure of feeling her
tongue swirling around his sensitive cockhead, lathering it with
the mixture of her saliva and his own leaking pre-cum juices.

The way this bitch was shucking with her fists and gamming him
with her mouth, had Al not known, he would never have believed
she was the wife of a preacher.  'Damn, she's really getting into
it!  Godddd ....................she's taking it alllllllll! 
Ohhhhh, fuck .....................so good
............................better than all the fuck'n whores
I've had!' he thought, steeling himself to prolong the pleasure.
"Ahhhhh, sweetie .............so fuck'n good
................you're the best ever!  Ahhhh, baby ..........baby
................squeeze me .................squeeze my nuts!" he
groaned.

Hearing the all powerful man moaning above her, feeling his
strong muscular body quivering, Melanie could not believe that
she could do such a feat with just her hands and mouth. 
Wickedly, she felt so proud to hear the obviously
well-experienced man compliment her in such a fashion, telling
her that she was even better than the women who did this for a
living.  Reaching out with her right hand, continuing to shuck
him with her left as she bobbed her head upon his throbbing cock,
she grasped and squeezed upon his large balls.  'My God
.....................they're the size of walnuts!' Melanie
thought as she rolled them in the palm of her hand.

Head pulled back by her hair, Melanie looked up with her baby
blue eyes at the shuddering man as she sucked and tongued at the
ever-growing bloated knob in her mouth.  "Ahhhhhh,
Christtttttttttt
............................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the man
groaned as the bloated cockhead suddenly burst in her mouth. 
What filled her mouth to the brim was so hot and so much more
liquidy as compared to what she had eaten off her desk on Sunday.
 Also, compared to the half of a mouthful of goo that she had
scraped up on Sunday, her mouth was filled to the brim with no
additional room for the continuing spurts.

Swallowing once, then again, Melanie desperately tried to make
room to accommodate the still spurting stalk.  So hot was this
liquid goo that Melanie could feel it burning her innards as it
went down her gullet, slithering down slowly into her belly.  As
the hot lake of jizz formed in her belly, Melanie felt her body
quiver as her stomach was threatening to rebel against the
foreign slimy substance.  Perspiring, face getting flush, Melanie
put one hand on her belly in an attempt to regain her composure.

Dazed, mind only concentrating on not throwing up the hot protein
that was swirling about in her belly, Melanie was oblivious to
the hand pulling her up at the elbow and guiding her to the large
king-sized bed.   Hands on her belly, Melanie first looked at the
familiar bedroom ceiling, then at the car salesman as he undid
the button of her skirt before pulling it down off her legs and
heels.  With the man's fingers in the waistband of her lacy white
panties, Melanie pushed down into the bed with the spikes of her
heels and lifted her butt off the bed.

In doing so, she made it so much easier for Mr. Grove to bare her
golden treasure for his viewing.  Panties stripped from her, legs
spread wide, Melanie arched up as the man neared her golden
treasure.  She had heard that depraved people engaged in such
vulgar sex acts but here she was, on her marital bed and arching
up to invite this intruder to feast upon her now juicing and
dripping sex.   "Ohhhhhhhhh ........................ohhhhhhhhhh
...................ohhhhh, my Goddddddddddddddd!" she screeched
as Mr. Grover clamped his mouth upon her sex.

Fingers entwined into the thick kinky hair, spikes of her heels
digging into the bedspread, Melanie arched her hips up to feed
the hungry mouth munching upon her juicing snatch.  "Oh,
Goddddddddddd ...........................Godddddddddddddddd
...............ohhhhh
......................arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned as the
flicking tongue played with her sensitive clit. Juicing as never
before, gushing the hungry man's mouth, Melanie swooned as she
was being sent out of this world.  "Ahhhh ..............ahhhhh
.................yes ..............yessssssssss
................eat me ...............eat meeee
...............ah, Godddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!" Melanie
screamed as her body shoot from the mind-shattering climax that
she had literally been eaten to.

A bit later, her hand drawn down between their bodies, Melanie
once again wrapped her trim fingers around the thick pulsating
shaft. Shucking it with her fist, Melanie felt it growing once
again and becoming more rigid.  "Put it in fer me, Mrs. Hasting!"
she heard the instructions come from above.  Cock in hand,
Melanie was worried that it was too thick to fit in her, afraid
that such a monstrosity would tear her.  Frantically, she rubbed
the bloated cockhead up against her still gushing slit, wanting
to have all the lubricant on it as possible for fear of being
torn apart by it.

Sucking in his breath as the pastor's innocent faithful wife
rubbed his bloated cockhead along her juicing groove, Al looked
down at the frantic young wife and taunted "What's a hot little
bitch like ya doing married to a precha man?  Hubby don't know
what a fantastic cocksucka he's got fer a wife, does he?  Ah,
yeah, baby ....................grease it up so I's can get it up
yer tight little snatch!  Ahhh, baby ...................ahhhh,
yeah!"

Needing to get his cock into the sexy little bitch, Al leaned
forward, determined to do it now or risk splattering his pent up
jizz all over her soft golden curls.  Trying to get his throbbing
cock into her juicing cunt, he pushed forward.  But that caused
the innocent young wife to become frightened by the size of his
cock, her hands now on his upper arms in an attempt to push him
away as she stammered "No ................oh, God, it's too big
.................it won't fit .......................you'll tear
me!  Please ..................please ................I can't
...................I'm afraid .................I
...................I can't!"

As the beauty began to panic in fear beneath him, Al grasped her
trim hips firmly as he managed to keep the tip of his cockhead
pressed up against the entrance to her tight juicy slit, then
lunged forward. "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
...........................noooooooooooo
.....................noooooooo ...................stoppppp
............it hurtsssssssssssssssss!" came the agonizing scream
from beneath him.  But for Al, that painful scream was really
music to his ears, causing him to draw back a bit before slamming
forward once again.  "Owwwwwwwww ........................stop
........................oh, God  ............God, please
stoppppppp!" came the beauty's crying pleas.

Another slight withdrawal, followed by a powerful forward thrust,
Al fucked his cock into the squirming and now crying young wife.
He knew that he was hurting her badly but that just made it all
that much more pleasurable.  Her sharp fingernails digging into
his arms from the pain, but it was well worth for Al as he fucked
into her again and again, till his entire foot long dong was
embedded in her cunt sleeve.  Cock totally buried in the weeping
beauty, Al held himself still for a bit so as not to lose it, he
smiled as he listened to her sob "Oh, Goddddd
....................oh, God ........................its so
bigggggggg!  Ohhhhh .................you ..........you tore me
....................oh, Godddddddddddd!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh ..........................ohhhhhhhh, God
...........................oh, my Godddddddddd!" Melanie swooned
as the lengthy cock slowly withdrew itself out of her till just
the bloated cockhead remained.  Then the thick fleshy log slowly
filled her up once again.  Again and again, the monstrous black
cock left a gaping void within her then stuffed itself back fully
into her, with each movement the fleshy stem rubbed against her
ultra-sensitive clit.  "Oh, God ......................oh, God
.........................so good ........................so
goodddddddd!" Melanie shuddered under her powerful black master.

"Damn, sure as hell read ya right, bitch!  Playing the innocent
wife of a preacha man ...........screaming like a frightened
banshee one moment ......................the next moment yer a
fuck'n sex-crazed little nympho!" Al laughed tauntingly as sped
up his fucking of the blonde beauty.  Now, the hands that were
fighting him off moments ago were instead clasping at the back of
his neck to pull him down to kiss her open lips.  And her trim
widespread legs were now entwined around his ass with her black
heels locked together.

Breaking the wild passionate kiss, Al tongued the squirming
beauty's ear, teasing her "Ya gonna be Al Grover's hot little
whore from now on, aren't ya, Mrs. Hasting?  Ya gonna drop
everything when I's call ya fer a suck or fuck, ain't ya?"  "Yes
..................yes .................please ................I
will .................I will .................just don't stop
..................don't stop!  Oh, Goddddd
....................fuck me ..................fuck
meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" came the pleading response.  Now at
jackhammer speed, Al was giving the once innocent wife the
fucking of a lifetime.

Screeching, then swooning as orgasm after orgasm overcame her
quivering body, the long black lubricated piston continued to
pump in and out of her well-greased hole.  Melanie did not want
this to end, wanting it to go on and on ............forever and
ever!  Never had she juiced so much in her life, greasing the
black fuck stick to a nice glossy finish.  Nearing the hilt once
again, about to quiver in another mind-shattering orgasm, Melanie
heard the gruff voice of Al Grover whispering in her ear "Gonna
cum, bitch!  Gonna fill ya up with my hot nigga jizz!  Gonna make
yer little belly big and puffy with a little black bastard!"

The phrases of nigga jizz' and 'a little black bastard' rang in
Melanie's head, snapping her delirious mind out of its fucked out
state.   Now she once again tried to push the heavy muscular body
from her, trying to get her hands between them so she could push
him off.  "Please ......................please, Mr. Grover
..........................you have to stop .................I
..................I'm not on the pill!  Please
..................please ....................you'll get me
pregnant!  I ................I ................I can't get
pregnant ......................not by you!" Melanie begged.

It was just the response that Al had anticipated and really hoped
for, wanting the lovely wife to fight him once again, to save
herself having to face the potential consequences of getting
knocked up by him. Laughing as he grabbed her asscheeks tightly,
giving her a hard thrust of his cock, Al chuckled "No fuck'n way,
bitch!  Ya go an git yerself off and ya expect me to pull out
now?"  Enjoying the way she panicked, squirming about under him
in order to dislodge his cock, Al pulled her to him and buried
himself fully.  "Yeah, baby ...........................ohhhh,
yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........................ah, God
..................yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Al groaned as he unleashed
in potent jizz directly into her fertile womb.

Twice more that afternoon, the marital bed of Pastor Hasting and
his wife's shook crazily, headboard banging loudly against the
bedroom wall.   On those subsequent fuck sessions, there was no
more pleading by the lovely Mrs. Hasting to have Al Grover take
his big fuck stick out of her before it spurted its hot thick
jizz.  There was no point in that, not with her womb already
filled to the brim with his hot sticky seed.

Fucked senseless, Melanie looked at the time as she needed to
pick up the children soon.  Void of her high heels something
during the fuck sessions, Melanie bare feet padded along the
bedroom carpet.  Knees weak, thighs hurting badly from being
obscenely spread wide apart for such a lengthy period, she
staggered to the master bath.  Thick cum pouring out of
well-fucked slit, Melanie had to cup her hand between her legs in
order to keep the thick semen from drooling onto the carpet.

After dinner that night, Boyd Hasting confided in his lovely wife
that one of the congregation's most high respected couples was on
the verge of separating and that the marriage might come to an
end.  He relayed to her that the wife had sought his counseling
that afternoon, that she had confessed to him of having an affair
with another man.  The affair had come to an end but now the
woman had found herself pregnant by the man she had the affair
with, and that she was thinking of getting an abortion.  "Honey,
I don't know how she could get involved with another man as she
told me the fellow was not very good looking but he just seemed
to have a sexual hold upon her!" he added.

Melanie inquired "What advice did you give her honey?"  She sat
and listened intently as her husband replied "Well, honey, you
know my feelings against abortion!  I advised her that in no way
should she have an abortion, that even if a child was conceived
in a rape, she should not have a new life aborted!  I told her to
confess everything to her husband and that if he really loved
her, he would not even think of divorcing her and would accept
the child as his very own!"

As Melanie knew that Boyd really loved her, she breathed a sigh
of relief in having heard what he had advised the woman. 
Squeezing her thighs, feeling her cunt still filled and slick
with cum, Melanie could not help but think "Well, honey, I do
hope you practice what you preach!   I have a feeling that in
about six weeks, I'll be making a very similar confession to you!
 Can you treat a black man's baby as your own?"


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