The harsh ring of the alarm clock awakened Erika from one of the most exciting and lewd dreams she'd ever experienced. Keith Robinson, her boss, had been sliding his thick middle finger in and out of her slippery wet cunt while she skimmed his thick foreskin up and down over his hard throbbing cock. In her dream, Keith Robinson had been hung like a fucking bull, and his big dome-shaped cockhead was about to enter the hot wetness of her dripping cunt when the alarm sounded.
Half awake, Erika tried to keep the dream alive, wanting to feel the entry of his cock, but the persistent ringing of the alarm made it impossible. Reaching to turn off the clanging bell, Erika realized that her fingers were drenched with pussy juice. The beautiful woman had obviously been masturbating in her sleep.
Erika couldn't understand why she'd dreamed about Keith Robinson. She'd been working part time at the fountain in his drug store for the last few months, but there had never been any sign of intimacy between them. He was a rather handsome man in his late forties with a thick head of hair that had turned a distinguished grey at the temples. As a married man who was very much respected in the community, Keith Robinson had never made the slightest advance toward Erika and she couldn't understand why he'd been in her obscene dream.
Realizing that she had to get the kids off to school, the woman slowly got out of bed, her thoughts still filled with the memory of Keith Robinson's big fat cock throbbing hotly in her hand. Glancing into the full-length mirror, Erika unconsciously studied her naked reflection.
At the age of thirty-five she had an exceptionally nice figure with big firm tits and softly curved hips. Her slim flat tummy led down to the triangle of crisp dark pussy hairs that swirled softly around the wet pinkness of her aroused silt. Glancing up, she surveyed her beautifully ovalled face with its full red mouth and smoldering grey eyes. She wore her dark hair in a short page teen with long bangs that accented the sensuality of her eyes.
Walking sleepily to the bathroom, her thoughts drifted from Keith Robinson to her husband, Alan. The company that Alan worked for had sent him to a technical school for a special six-month course, and not wanting to take the kids out of school, Erika had stayed with them. It had been extremely frustrating for the woman, and she was happy that her husband would be home in a few more weeks.
Even if Erika had wanted to have an affair while her husband was away, it would have been impossible in this small community where everyone knew each other's business.
With her teenaged children in school, Erika had taken the part time job at the drug store to help fill the empty hours. She had also became much more involved with work in the church. The Reverend Paul Martin had been a family friend for years, having married Erika and Alan nineteen years ago, and now with her husband gone, the woman was very active on church committees.
Erika was busy frying eggs when her daughter, Mary Ann, entered the kitchen. The woman's thoughts had been on her dream of Keith Robinson's big throbbing boner when her lovely teenaged daughter walked into the room.
"What's the matter?" Mary Ann giggled when she saw her mother jump.
"God," Erika answered with a silly smile on her face, "You certainly startled me."
"Daydreaming?" the teen asked.
"Soda," her mother blushed, thinking about her employer's big thick dong throbbing in her hand.
Mary Ann had the same pretty face as her mother, except for having blonde hair and blue eyes like her father.
"Where's Bobby?" asked Erika.
"He's brushing his teeth," grinned Mary Ann. "He'll be down in a minute."
No sooner were the words out of her mouth when Mary Ann's brother wandered sleepy-eyed into the room.
"Gee," he sighed. "I'm still tired. I wish I didn't have to go to that dumb school."
"Stop moping and eat," smiled his mother, putting his breakfast down in front of him. "You'll have to hurry or you'll be late."
When the kids left for school, Erika wandered into the living room, which was filled with old clothes. There were piles and boxes of garments that Erika and the other ladies had collected for the church bazaar. Knowing that Reverend Martin would be coming over later in the morning to help her sort out the clothes, Erika was about to go upstairs and dress, but decided to relax with a cigarette break. Sprawling out in an armchair, she inhaled deeply, her thoughts once more on the big cock she'd held in her dream. Wearing nothing but her short dressing gown, Erika parted the front of it, and closing her eyes, slipped the tip of her finger into her itching slit while she took a deep drag on her cigarette.
Those had been long frustrating months since her husband had been gone, and the thought of being fucked by a nice hard cock was driving the lovely woman wild. Panting and moaning in the chair, her finger was plunging wildly in and out of her hot dripping cunt when her delicious solitude was shattered by the sound of the doorbell.
Trembling from the lewd excitement her finger had been giving her, Erika closed the front of her short gown and shakily answered the door.
"Oh, Reverend Martin," she stammered when she saw the preacher standing there. "I didn't expect you so early."
"It's never too early to start the good Lord's work," he smiled, his eyes eagerly taking in the shapely bare thighs beneath Erika's short dressing gown.
During his yearn as pastor, the lascivious preacher had bedded several ladies of his flock, but none as fair as Erika Porter. The man had secretly lusted over Erika ever since he'd performed their marriage ceremony many years ago, but the quiet girl had never responded to his subtle advances. Being alone in the house with Erika in her very brief attire started his prick throbbing wildly in his pants.
"Please excuse me while I change," she stammered as the man held to the hand she'd extended to him in greeting.
"That won't be necessary," he smiled, not releasing her. "The good Lord loves his children for what they are, not what they wear."
The man casually seated himself next to Erika on the couch as she tried to pull the short hem down over her bare thighs. Erika couldn't explain it to herself, but she suddenly felt strangely excited to be sitting half naked and alone in her house with the rather handsome pastor. She wondered if a man of the cloth was ever tempted by the flesh.
Erika had been lustily masturbating when the man arrived, and being alone in the house with him didn't lessen her excitation. The beautiful woman had never dreamed of being unfaithful to her husband, but right now she had a wild desire to reach down and grasp the preacher's cock. The memory of holding her boss' big throbbing dick in her dream was still very vivid to her, adding five to the wanton lust that was smoldering in her hot dripping cunt.
Unable to control a wild impulse to test the minister's moral convictions, Erika smiled up at him through her smoky eyes as she subtly pressed her bare thigh against his leg. Without a moment's hesitation, the older man looped his arm around her soft slim waist, pulling her body up against his while his mouth covered her soft moist lips. Almost before Erika knew what was happening, the pastor's tongue was making its way into her mouth. Sliding his hand down and grasping her soft pliant ass-cheeks, he drew her quivering belly up tightly against the throbbing lump in his pants.
The woman had only pressed her thigh against him to test the preacher's morals, and had not intended anything to go beyond that point, but to her dismay, she suddenly had no will to resist. She realized that her obscene dream had stimulated her to this intense state of arousal and it could only be quenched by a big hard cock.
"Oh, Reverend Martin," she whispered, her soft lips opening further as her tongue deliciously tickled the tip of the thick tongue that was swirling around in her mouth. "Oh, God, how I need you."
Standing up, the minister slowly and deliberately removed his pants and shorts. Erika stared in numb fascination as his huge prick sprang free, quivering in its turgid fullness as it thrust up from the tangle of hair around his lust-bloated balls. Her robe had split open in the front and had fallen away to expose her sweet slippery cunt to the man's ogling eyes.
"Oh, bless you," the minister whispered, stepping up in front of the girl and removing the brief robe from her shoulders.
Without speaking Erika reached out and encircled his thick hard shaft with her cool fingers. Gently peeling back the thick foreskin from the head of his cock, her nostrils detected that faint male aroma that had always excited her so much in the past. Staring at his delicious looking tool, her smoldering eyes were rolling crazily as her moist lower lip slackened, revealing the whiteness of her teeth and the tip of her moist pink tongue. As the preacher's big firm hands squeezed and rolled her naked tits, Erika lowered her mouth down toward his big mushroom shaped knob. Moaning lasciviously she wrapped the hot wetness of her soft lips around the man's bulbous cockhead.
"Praise the Lord," he panted in writhing ecstasy. "Suck it good, child. Eat my fuckin' cock."
Hearing these vulgar words from the pastor's mouth further excited the woman, as did his hands as they massaged and squeezed her big throbbing nipples. But the most exciting thing was the taste and feel of his big thick prick in her mouth. The wildly aroused preacher stepped up closer between her spread legs, making it easier for him to thrust his big slippery dick in and out of her mouth. She could feel his big dong sliding far back over the top of her tongue and probing against the velvety softness of her throat. Sucking deeply, she was working her availed lips down almost to the base of his shaft, filling her throat with his big luscious knob. She could feel his heavy balls slapping wetly against her chin as the minister rhythmically pumped his thick boner in and out of her mouth.
Feeling the man quickening the tempo of his thrusts, Erika began sucking deeper and harder, knowing the man was rapidly approaching his climax. It had been such a long time since the lovely woman had tasted cum, and she could hardly wait to feel his thick jizz gushing into her mouth. A wild wave of passion flooded through her loins when the man dug his fingers into her hair and began driving his thick meaty cock faster and faster into her mouth. Her lips were tingling deliciously from the friction of the frenzied stroking of his hot slippery shaft.
"Aaaaaagggghhh!" she suddenly gurgled around his bulbous cockhead when it began spewing the man's thick cock cream into her mouth, sloshing over her tongue and against the back of her throat. A thick rivulet of cum oozed out from between her sucking lips, drooling obscenely down her chin. Erika continued sucking until she'd drawn the last drop from deep within his rapidly shrinking prick.
"Oh, Reverend Martin," she whispered when she became aware of his limp pecker. "Please make me come. Oh, God, how I need to come."
"Don't worry child," he smiled, wiping a glob of jizz from her cum smeared lips with the back of his hand. "Like the good Lord above, I shall not desert my lambs."
Dropping to his knees in front of the woman, he gently spread her thighs and placed the back of her legs over his shoulders. With his face only inches from her wet cunt, he stared at Erika's quivering slit. Her highly aroused cunt was gaping open, the coral-tinted inner flesh glistening with the slippery juices that were oozing out. Her quivering clitty was standing erect in its hooded cover, begging to be licked and sucked.
"Please, Reverend Martin," the girl begged. "Eat me out. Suck my cunt."
Lowering his face, the pastor began lightly tickling the very tip of her clitty with his tongue.
"Ooooooh, yes!" she squealed with delight. "That's what I need."
After teasing her joy-button for a few brief moments, he lowered his mouth and slid his tongue up into the sweet hot wetness of her wiggly cunt. He could feel her delicious juices dripping onto his tongue as he swirled it around in the softness of her slippery cunt. He loved the way Erika was writhing and moaning with passion. He'd been lusting over the beautiful woman for years, and now at last he was feasting on her sweet naked body.
Erika was frantically digging her fingers into his thick head of curly grey hair as his tongue burrowed deeper and deeper into her smoldering cunt. From the way his talented tongue was reaming out her pussy, Erika suddenly realized the supreme pleasure the preacher had been bringing to the ladies of his flock for the past several years. It was now obvious to the girl that the sweet parson had brought more than mere spiritual relief to the ladies of his parish, and she felt certain that she would have the opportunity of enjoying many more of his enlightening ministrations in the future.
He was now licking up and down the entire length of her slippery humid slit, completely captivated by the sweet fresh taste and aroma of her cum. Taking his tongue around her erect clitty, he could feel his cock stretching and swelling, gaining in girth and length as he sucked on the writhing woman's cunt. Though his dick had only recently shot off in the lovely girl's sucking mouth, it was rapidly returning to a hard rigidity.
"Oh, God!" she shrieked. "Keep suckin'! Keep suckin'! I'm almost there!"
With his cock once again hard as steel, the preacher decided to ram it up her cunt.
"What are you doing!" Erika screamed with dismay when the man suddenly removed his mouth from her cunt. "Keep suckin'! I'm ready to come!"
Kneeling on the floor in front of her while her soft ass was perched on the edge of the cushion, the preacher gasped her hips and turned the woman over. She was kneeling in front of him on the floor, her ass up in the air and her arms, tits and face resting on the sofa.
"Aaaaagggghhhh!" Erika squealed with delight when Reverend Martin suddenly slammed his cock up into her slit from the tear.
This was the first prick the woman had felt in months, and she was, squealing in ecstasy as he savagely pounded his cock in and out while she moaned and flopped around, her soft butt wiggling wildly in the air. The experienced cocksman held nothing back, slamming his massive rod into her slippery twat with ail his strength.
Squealing with passion, she could feel his big juice-slickened boner pending lustfully into her cunt, the thick ridge at the base of his cockhead plowing through the tingling membranes of her hot sucking fuck-hole. Her flushed face, full tits and erect nipples rubbed back and forth over the cushion as he continued slamming his pistoning tool up her cunt from the rear.
"Oh, sweet Jesus!" she babbled. "You're fuckin' like a Goddamned home."
"Yes, child," he panted. "Give sweet Jesus his just praise. He created man and woman to enjoy each other."
"Praise the Lord!" shouted Erika, beginning to feel real religion for the first time in her life.
"That's the way, child!" he shouted, pumping his prick in and out of her foaming fuck-hole. "Let me hear it all!"
"God, what a cock!" she cried out. "Thank you sweet Jesus for giving this dear man such a dork. Oh, Christ, it feels so fuckiiiinnnnggggg gooooooood!"
As the speed of his wild thrusts increased, his plunging cock was making a slippery slurping sound as it plowed into the hotness of her tight sucking pussy. Moaning and mewling with joy, the girl could feel and hear his belly slapping against the soft bare flesh of her ass.
"Oh, Christ!" she screamed. "I'm almost there! Almost there!"
Her cock-hungry cunt seemed to grasp at the thick meatiness of his plunging cock as her shuddering orgasm began to engulf her. Erika's convulsing cunt muscles rippled up and down over the man's throbbing, deeply sunk dong as it suddenly exploded a torrent of jizz into her climax cunt.
"Yes! Yes!" she shrieked. "Keepsquirtin'! I'm coming… coming! Oh, sweet fuckin' Christ, how I'm commmiiinnnggg!" Collapsing across the cushion while the preacher's spurting cock continued filling her cunt with cum, Erika was completely aware that she'd just experienced a fuck that she'd remember forever.