Perverts 'R' Us

The Vicar's Wife - Part 4

By Martin ( M/F/g/b, M/b, B/D, D/s, oral )

Twelve times Tony bought the "tart tamer" down on the screaming child's bleeding arse. Not in a frenzied rush, but slowly allowing Margery time between blows to enjoy her cigar and prepare herself for the exquisite pleasure of a child screaming at the top of its voice on her clit. After the fourth stroke she said:

"Oh bliss darling, the little tart's crying. I can feel her tears on my clitty!"

With that she tried to force Roberta-Anne's face even further into her fuck hole.

"Deeper you little cow, deeper." she murmured.

Linda was watching this and frigging her juicy cunt with three fingers. She was so turned on. Looking to one side she saw that Simon was on his knees with the Vicar's cock deep inside his mouth as he wanked his own cock which was red, throbbing and gleaming with pre-cum.

"Does your cocksucking faggot service cunts too?" asked Linda.

"He services anything." her husband replied. "Filthy little queer's insatiable!"

"My cunt, fuck boy! Mummy wants a tongue fuck!"

Without stopping his own wanking, Simon pulled away from John's cock and shuffled on his knees over to where Linda was standing with her legs spread wide and her shoulders against one of the crypt's pillars.

"Lick, fucker. Taste my juices"

Simon knelt up and pushed his face into Linda's juicy cunt and began to lick her juices. At the same time John roughly pulled his wife's face towards him and gave her a deep French kiss. Linda responded and John started to play with the rings in his wife's nipples. Linda was squirming in sexual bliss.

By this time Tony was on stroke number 10 and Margery's orgasm was clearly building.

At stroke number 12 she lost control.

"KILL THE BITCH TONY, KILL HER, FLOG HER TO DEATH, WHIP HER TONY WHIP THE BITCH TO PULP!!"

At this Tony stopped the slow deliberate flogging and laid into the little girl as hard and as fast as he could.

Margery, her head thrown back, was gasping for air like a drowning woman and was starting to drool from the corners of her mouth. Then suddenly she thrust her arse up off the seat of the chair, unbalancing little Roberta-Anne and causing Tony to land a blow - a hard one - right across her previously untouched shoulders. With a loud scream, Margery collapsed back into the chair, her head to one side and her eyes shut.

Tony turned to the others.

"My wife seems to have finished with out little friend. Double fuck the bitch anyone?"

"You have her Simon", said John, "I used her twat when we first got her."

Simon left Linda's cunt and, his face glistening with her fuck juice, went over to where a sobbing Roberta-Anne was lying at the Colonel's feet.

"Me the cunt and you the arse, Colonel?" he asked.

"Certainly, my boy. That way I can imagine its some sexy little boy bitch and not the ugly little cow she is."

"MMMM 'sexy little boy bitch', I think I used to be one of those," said Simon as he pulled the little slut to its knees.

"Yes, a fucking hot one too. Filthiest little pervert I ever groomed," laughed the Colonel as he stripped prior to plunging his hard strong erection into Roberta-Anne's virgin arse.

"COME HERE CUNT" yelled Simon as he pushed the terrified girl onto a table. It was a rule of theirs that victims were always yelled or screamed at. Nothing, no matter how trivial, was said to a slut in a normal voice.

He forced her legs apart and after a few moments, turned and announced, "I'm in it".

The tip of his hard cock was just at the entrance to Roberta-Anne's cunt. Not a virgin one any longer, the Vicar had been unable to resist the temptation of using the little slag as his personal fuck toy a couple of times during the previous week. Roberta-Anne seemed to be in shock now. Certainly nothing she was saying were proper words. "Maybe her mind's gone?" thought Linda. "How fun."

Then came a loud groan as Simon forced (it was not that hard actually) his cock into the little slut's pussy.

"Ready Colonel?"

Simon stood up and, his cock still in place turned round and propped himself up against the table. The Colonel put his hand between Roberta-Anne's bum cheeks and felt for her arsehole.

"Cum to Daddy, fucker, Daddy wants to grease your little fuck hole up."

He found the sobbing girl's hole and started, not very gently to finger it with Vaseline covered fingers.

"Get ready, you little bitch. This is where we make you a real fuck whore."

Simon all this time was gently working his cock in the little slut's pussy. Not really fucking her but just enough for him to stay hard.

After a few moments, the Colonel started to rub Vaseline into his hard cock. He had taken Viagra before coming to church and, to keep his erection was wearing a cock ring.

"Oh you little slag I've been waiting days for this."

With that he offered the glistening tip of his cock to the girl's small tight hole. With a struggle, he got the head and about an inch of his prick in to her. Roberta-Anne had started whimpering again and tears were coming down her cheeks.

"I can feel it" said Simon.

"I can feel you" said the Colonel. "OK bitch, it's fuck time!"

With that the two men started to double fuck the little girl, showing no consideration for her at all. Why should they. She was just fuck meat after all. After a while, the Colonel put his face down into Roberta-Anne's neck and started biting her, hard. He loved giving his boy bitches love bites and saw no reason why he should not decorate his latest bitch in the same way even if it didn't have a cock!