"That did it," David said, breaking the long silence as he heard the door slamming.
"Shit," Jake sighed.
"I don't think we're going to be elders of this church much longer, gentlemen," David said, still sitting on the big-titted woman's chest as he released his gripping fingers from where they were buried deeply in her luscious tit-flesh.
Angelica giggled again, her body-wracking laughter making her sore tits jiggle. She noticed that even in all of this trouble, the three men still looked at her voluptuous young body with lust in their eyes.
"This is serious, Angel," David said. "We're really in trouble this time."
"I don't think so," she cooed, again reaching out to caress each man's empty balls and drooping cocks.
"Why?" Jake asked desperately.
"You didn't see it?" she asked.
"What?"
"Robert had a hard-on the size of a baseball bat!" she laughed. "He must have been watching. That's why he fell into the room. He was peeking at us through the door."
"That doesn't change the fact that he caught us all bare-ass naked," Jake pointed out as she caressed his soft prick. "You having cum all over your face didn't help any, either."
They all laughed at the fix they found themselves in.
Angelica smiled.
The mid-afternoon service started in less than twenty minutes, but the big-titted preacher's wife was ready when her husband walked up to the podium. She was in a very high-cut dress, showing nothing of the lush body under the dark material. Over in the row of elders, three very nervous faces stared straight ahead as the music ended.
"We have a change in today's sermon," the preacher said as he heard a noise coming from behind him.
Turning, the preacher saw the young cameraman kneeling out of the view of the audience. As he stared, he saw his wife smile and nod. Confused, he started to pick up his planned sermon on infidelity in marriage, but he felt a strange sensation at his crotch.
The evangelist couldn't get the picture of his wife lying naked between the three men as they all squirted their spunk up on her face. His cock was as hard as a candlestick as he stood behind the big podium. He had to carry his notes in front of his crotch to hide his embarrassment as he walked out to start the services.
The sensation he was feeling was nice. Very nice. It was as if there was a warm breeze running up and down over the bulge in his pants. He looked down as the feelings suddenly became real. What he saw shocked him into silence.
"Hi, Preacher," little Fawn whispered as she rubbed her hand on the hard bulge in the man's pants.
Raising her hand in the signal they had agreed to, Angelica beckoned to the two construction men peeking out of the storage room. They were pulling out the cord to the microphone in front of Robert. She watched for a second as little Fawn pulled down her husband's zipper and dragged out his raging hard-on before he could stop her.
"Oooooh!" moaned the hot little blonde girl, no longer worrying about being heard. "Angel said that you'd be nice and hard for me. She was right. It's a beauty, Preacher! All nice and big and stiff!"
Angelica took control of the situation.
"We seem to be having a technical problem," she said in a loud voice as she stood at her husband's side. "Would the choir please sing while we straighten it out. Elder Carson, would you assist us? The microphone seems to be out of order."
"Oooooh, nooooo!" Reverend Stewart groaned as the girl licked right up the throbbing length of his exposed hard-on.
"Smile for the camera," Angelica whispered as she heard the sounds of a well-trained choir singing loud enough to mask any sounds that they might make for the next few minutes.
Jerking his head to the side, Robert saw that Brad, the cameraman, was training the long lens of the video camera directly at where young Fawn was circling his cock with her wonderful tongue. He fought to keep his face calm, the raging fires burning inside his body making that task very difficult.
Elder Carson came up, working in front of the podium as if he was fixing something loose on the microphone cord. He blocked the view of the members on that side of the podium.
"Oooooh." Robert groaned again.
"Why, you naughty boy!" Angelica giggled. "I thought that you didn't approve of this sort of wicked, sinful activity. Letting some young girl suck on your big cock, baby. Tsk, tsk, tsk! Shame!"
The honey-mouthed blonde girl was doing everything that she could with her mouth and lips and teeth. She knew that her marriage in the church depended on her cocksucking ability. She had to he good. A good cocksucker. She was. The hot cocksucking bride to be stuck out her tongue and started licking his meaty thickness. She could feel it jerking deep inside the pretty tube of cock-meat. He liked what she was doing.
"She's good at that, isn't she, Robert?" Angelica cooed as she watched her man getting his first blowjob from the gobbling blonde girl. "I showed her a few tricks. You like 'em? I wanted to be the one to suck on your prick first, but you stopped me the other night when I tried."
"I didn't understand," he gasped.
"Yes, baby," she said softly. "Let go. Enjoy it. There's nothing wrong with admitting that it feels good. Fawn loves sucking cock almost as much as I do. Yes, Robert. I do it too. You're gonna enjoy this. She's going to let you shoot your cum right down her throat."
"No!" he gasped, hanging onto the wooden podium as Angelica blocked his body from the view of the people sitting in the church. "Oooooh, Christ! No! I won't do it! I won't!"
"Mmmmmmm!" Fawn moaned as she tasted his leaking juices.
"Ooooh, yes, you will!" Angelica cooed as she watched Fawn getting turned on by giving this exciting blowjob in the middle of the church services. "I know you, Robert. I know when you're getting ready to get off. You're close already. I can see it in your eyes. This pretty little cocksucker is going to get you come, isn't she? She's going to blow you until you cream for her."
"Why?" he begged.
"To make you loosen up," she said, her voice showing the love she still felt for him. "I remember the real Robert. I loved that man. What happened to him? What happened to the man who fucked me three times on our wedding night? God. My pussy was sore for a week, but I loved it!"
"N-no!" he gasped.
"Let it go, baby!" she moaned, moving closer to see the blowjob that the people in the crowd couldn't see. "You'll feel so much better. Let it go!"
Little Fawn opened her mouth and sucked half of the preacher's cock. She closed her lips around the burning length of his boner, using her tongue like she had learned on her boyfriend's jerking hard-on. It worked just as well with this older man. He seemed even more excited as she pressed at his cock with her swirling tongue. She started sucking faster on his meaty prick, knowing from her times on her knees that he wouldn't last long once she started tasting pre-cum. He was really leaking now, getting closer and closer.
Reverend Stewart couldn't stop the groan that escaped his lips as he felt his cock pushing into a girl's mouth for the first time. Her little hand was gripping the parts that she couldn't stuff into her sucking warmth. He had secretly wanted his wife to do this dirty act for him, but he knew that she would never dream of doing something so disgusting. Never. Of course, that was before he had seen her swallowing one man's cum, and then getting a bath of jism straight from the pump from a group of men.
"It's nice, baby!" his wife cooed as she saw his face reddening. "Suck him off, Fawn. Use that tongue, honey. Just like I showed you."
"Oooooh!" groaned the preacher, giving in to the feelings that were coursing through his body as his hips moved forward to drive more of his cock into the cocksucking girl's mouth as she swirled around his swollen boner.
"Yes!" Angelica hissed, her body as hot as if she was the girl on her knees with his prick in her mouth. "Join us, Robert. We could have so much fun together. Let it go. Do it! Come in her mouth, baby! Ooooh, yes! Let it go, Preacher!"
Reverend Stewart struggled not to let his face show just how excited and aroused this was making him. He looked down, acting as if he was just talking to his wife about the problem with the microphone.
Little Fawn was steadily building his lust as she sucked faster and harder over his steel-like prick.
"Nooooo!" he groaned softly.
His face flushed even redder as Angelica watched. His eyes were getting that glazed look of pure lust as his horniness took over from his shock.
"Hurry, Preacher!" Fawn whispered frantically as she jerked her mouth free for a few quick seconds of hand action over the shiny tube of his cock-meat. "They're almost done with the song. You've got to hurry! Come! Ooooh, please! Come!"
Fawn's flicking sweet tongue was all over his pounding prick. She sucked, running her lips up and down in a heavenly passion that was drawing the cum up from his balls. The juice seeping out of his piss-slit was melting all over her tongue, exciting the young cocksucker tremendously. Being under the podium in front of the entire church was so exciting for little Fawn. She had had dreams of getting fucked in front of a crowd. This was almost as good.
The preacher was also excited by having his super-stiff prick inside the young girl's mouth in this public way. He looked into his wife's beautiful bedroom eyes, seeing the heat building in her gaze as she licked her lips suggestively. He was now openly thrusting his hips, gliding his swollen hard-on back and forth, in and out of the wet hot mouth working over his hardness. The strokes were short and swift. Fawn's hand was cupping his cum-filled nuts, squeezing them with just enough force to help him get off in a big hurry.
Fawn felt his tasty cock swelling and jerking harder as she held it between her soft lips. She was tongue-lashing his frenzied prick, using that pink tongue of hers as sensuously as she could. Her tongue raced up and down from his leaking piss-slit down to his balls before she sucked him back into her mouth. For the first time, she felt a man's prick-head brushing at the back of her throat. Like Angelica had said, the blonde teenager could do a deep-throat if she got hot enough. Fawn was hot enough. She opened wide. She pressed on. His cock slipped in deeper. She groaned.
"Ooooh, God!" the preacher groaned.
"Yes, baby!" Angelica cooed. "Give in, Robert! It'll feel so nice! Come in the little girl's mouth!"
Reverend Stewart wanted to grab the back of the teenager's head as he felt his orgasm getting closer. He couldn't. Not with the entire church full of people looking up at they listened to the choir. If it wasn't for the elder and his wife blocking their view, his lust-filled face would have given him away by now. His cock jerked in Fawn's mouth as he shoved it forward again. She was moaning louder as she sucked him off.
"He's gonna come, Fawn!" Angelica whispered as she saw his eyes rolling up in his head. "I can see it in his eyes! He's right on the edge!"
Using all of her experience, plus what the preacher's wife had told her about sucking cock, Fawn went for the fantastic finish. She rolled her tongue on the inch or so just under his piss slit, urging him on with her hands on his tightening balls. Sucking harder, she felt his cock jerk. The tube running through the center of the tasty hunk of cock-meat was trembling as she ran her tongue up and down over it. This was it. She tasted the first drop of his cum. Moving in perfect time with his orgasm, she deep-throated his cock once more. His spurting flow splashed over her tongue.
With a grunting cry, he came in a huge rush. "Uuuuuugggh!" he grunted, his head down in his hand as if he was praying. "Ooooooh! Ooooh! Oooooooh!"
The hot cum-juice raced out of his piss-slit and splashed into little Fawn's mouth. Her own orgasm was making her groan around her mouthful of hot cock as she got him off. She swallowed. He just kept coming. The sweet young girl thought she was going to die. Her throat worked to clutch the slimy load of jism, taking the thick rich cum as quickly as he could shoot the creamy shit over her lapping tongue. She clung to the older man, her shuddering against his legs showing him how much she was getting out of the naughty blowjob.
Looking down as his hot load blasted into Fawn's mouth, Reverend Stewart saw a sight he thought he would never see. The young girl's cheeks were bulging with jism, a trickle dribbling down from the corners as she tried to take it all. She gobbled up his cum as fast as he pumped it into her mouth, shivering against his legs in total ecstasy. His boiling cum-load went on and on and on. Not fucking his wife had been a problem for both of them. He hadn't come in almost two weeks. He had so much built-up cum in his balls that they ached.
Nothing had ever felt as wonderful as this blowjob. The preacher leaned heavily on the podium. His entire world right now was the sweet feel of her mouth sucking on his bursting boner.
Slumping in a heap under the podium, Fawn was totally spent. She smiled weakly at her preacher, very happy to have pleased him so much. His answering grin told her that everything was going to be okay.
"Zip up, Robert," Angelica whispered as she helped steady him through the aftershocks of the blowjob. "I think the trouble with the microphone is about to be fixed. You're on in about ten seconds."
"Jesus, Angel," he answered her in a low voice. "Now what am I going to do?"
"If you can't beat us, then you better join in with the fun, don't you think?"