Bob Wallace
Wife hot to trot

CHAPTER ONE

Leah Trent sat in the first pew of the church. Her dress, low-cut and hiked high around her thighs, had distracted Reverend Moss during his entire sermon, his eyes constantly drifting to Leah's long sexy legs.

Leah knew it and it made the crotch of her panties moist. Knowing she was turning on her minister made her forget her anger at her husband for not coming with her again. She shifted her ass in the pew, her dress riding higher as the minister finished his sermon.

Instead of getting up, she waited, an idea forming in her head. If Craig was too tired from drinking all night with his friends, or, more likely, out fucking another woman, maybe Reverend Moss would take away the itch in her pussy. She smiled as the last of the congregation filed out, leaving her alone in the church.

She stood, saw Reverend Moss walking toward her. His face was flush and his eyes were devouring her body. "Do you mind if we talk?" she purred.

"Not at all," he said, his voice husky, the bulge in his pants hidden by his black robe. "Where's Craig? Couldn't make it again?"

"He's sleeping." Leah frowned, imagining the minister naked, his cock fucking into her pussy. She stepped close, her mouth inches away from his. "Maybe if you stopped around, you could talk to him, Jim," she cooed, using his first name.

Jim Moss' gaze dropped to the creamy flesh of her tits. He swallowed the lump in his throats the sweet scent of her perfume making him dizzy. "I don't mind at all, Leah," he said, his voice strained.

Leah took his hand. A tremor swept through her pussy.

She needed his cock, and intended to get fucked before she left the church.

"He's been so neglectful lately," she said, winking.

The touch of her hand was hot. He tried a smile. It came out nervous. "He's probably working too hard."

"With some other woman," Leah said, knowing she was making him hot. She enjoyed it. Craig had hardly noticed her these last few months.

"I don't believe that," he said, wanting to grab her, throw her down on a pew and fuck her until she screamed her head off.

"Oooo, I don't know what to think," she moaned, leaning into him, molding her hot excited body against him. "I can't think straight anymore." She rubbed against him, heard him suck in his breath.

"Unnnn," he groaned, feeling her body.

Automatically, his arms circled her. He held her, his cock throbbing wildly in his pants.

"Maybe you should go home," he said weakly. "Talk to him. It's probably just your imagination."

"It isn't," she said, pressing against the man, feeling the bulge of his cock. She lifted her head, her green eyes smoldering, her lips parted, the tip of her tongue wetting her full mouth. "He hasn't touched me in months. I'm going crazy."

Jim gritted his teeth. The ache in his balls was spreading. He fought his growing lust. "I'll be around later," he rasped. "The three of us will sit down and talk."

Leah pulled out all the stops. She wrapped her arms around him and held him tight, her hips rolling, her belly rubbing against his bulging cock. "You know how hot I am? How much I need a cock? Any cock! Your cock."

She grabbed his face, pulled it to her mouth, plunged her tongue between his lips, and explored frantically.

Jim's head was reeling. He crushed her in his arms, gobbled on her invading tongue. His hands skimmed down her body and cupped the soft meat of her firm ass. He kneaded her ass cheeks through her dress, moaning deep in his throat as Leah attacked his tongue and sucked.

"Oooo, Jim," she gasped, tearing her mouth away from his. "I need to be fucked so bad." She swayed in his arms. "I can't think of anything else but getting fucked."

Catching his breath, he dropped his arms, his conscience nagging him, "We'll talk," he said hoarsely. "Later."

"No," she panted. "There's nothing to talk about." Her green eyes were on her fire. Her pussy, long neglected, pulsed, oozing a sticky buttery fuck cream that drenched her panties. "You can talk while you're fuckin' me."

"Christ," he rumbled. "You're married I'm your minister. Christ!"

A hot smile tugged at her mouth. "Aren't ministers suppose to help people who need it?" She was rocking her hips, her tits heaving, the nipples hard, breaking the smooth contour of her dress.

Sweat was breaking out on his forehead. "Not the way you want to be helped," he gasped, unable to take his eyes off her.

Leah was not taking no for an answer. She reached behind her, slid down the zipper of her dress.

"You have to help me," she panted. "If I don't get fucked soon, I'll wind up giving it away on a street corner to every man who looks at me." She gave him a lewd smile. "You wouldn't want me to do that, now would you?"

He watched her dress slip off her shoulders, her tits, encased in white lace, totally exposed, only the nipples hidden from his hungry eyes.

"Oooo, Jim," she cooed, knowing she was going to have him. "Don't you wanna fuck me?" She peeled off her dress. It melted to her ankles and she stepped out of it.

He groaned, the ache in his balls growing worse.

"I'll bet you got a hard-on under your robe that would choke a horse."

Jim couldn't help but grin. His eyes flowed over her luscious body, from her thick red hair to her feet. She was the sexiest member of the church and he had to admit, even to himself, that he had wanted her for months, watching her every Sunday sit in the first pew, squirming as if she had a cock stuffed up inside her. Now, she was offering him her body on a silver platter.

"You're gorgeous," he finally said, breaking the heavy silence in the church.

"I'm glad you approve," she sighed, her tits heaving.

She licked her lips, fumbled with the snap on her bra. It fell away, baring her tits completely, the nipples large, rosy-red, and swollen.

"God, Jim," she gasped. "I'm so fuckin' hot."

He grabbed the creamy globes of her huge tits and moaned as the heat of her nipples burned into his palms.

"Jesus," he mumbled, kneading her soft tits. "You know how long I've wanted to do this?"

"Ummmm, Jim," she sighed, pressing into his squeezing hands. "Tell me. Tell me how much you want me."

"You give me a hard-on every Sunday," he groaned.

"Ooooo, I'm creaming. Christ, am I creaming." She pulled at the snaps on his robe, dragged it down off his shoulders. Quickly, her hands went to his tie. "Unnnn, Jim. I'm out of my fuckin' mind."

Jim pawed her tits, allowed her to pull open his shirt. Her nails had raked his chest.

"Get out of your clothes," she gasped. "Let me see you naked, like I've been dreaming about every night." She dropped to her knees and fumbled with his pants, shoving them down around his ankles. The bulge in his shorts made her gasp. "OOOO, God!"

"Ummnnnn," Jim groaned as her hand dug into his shorts and grappled with his stiff boner. "Jesus, your hand is hot."

Leah gulped as she hauled out his giant cock. "Oooo, Jim. It's so beautiful." She felt his prick throb with power.

"So big. Just like I imagined."

Jim jerked his hips, fucking his cock through her shifting fist. "Unnnn, Leah. Suck it. Put it in your mouth."

"Oooo, I'll suck it, Jim," she moaned, flicking out her tongue, "I'll suck it and suck it forever."

She flashed her tongue over the swollen head of his cock, coated his prick with warm spit. Tremors raced through her pussy as she slipped her lips around the head of his cock and sucked. She hummed, feeling his prick throb against her hips.

"Ahhhh," Jim groaned. The heat of her mouth swelled his prick and rumbled the cum churning in his balls. He reached down and combed his fingers through her hair. "Unnnn, Leah. Suck it! Suck it!"

Leah was hungry for his cock. She gobbled his prick into her mouth, the bloated cockhead brushing against the roof of her mouth, then clogging her throat as she whipped her tongue over his prickshaft. She sucked more of his fat prick into her mouth, stopping only when her lips mashed into his hairy groin.

"Yeahhh," Jim groaned, his cock buried to the hilt. "Unna, Leah. Jesus!" He twisted his fingers in her hair. His cock fucked in and out of her throat as he held her head steady. "OOOO, Christ!"

Leah loved it. She raked his jerking ass with her nails, clawed his thighs and scratched teasingly at his swinging balls as they whacked against her chin. She used her tongue as he fucked in and out of her mouth.

Jim felt his balls rumble. He picked up speed, fucking Leah's face with a barrage of lightning-fast jabs. He felt her tongue, then groaned as she used her teeth on his cockshaft.

"Chew it!" he roared. "Chew it up!"

Leah gnawed on his fucking prickshaft, sucking and chewing greedily, his balls slapping against her chin making her cream. Spit oozed from her clinging lips and dribbled down his balls. She scratched his ass, making him fuck his cock harder into her mouth. The harder the better.

She felt his throbbing prickshaft swell and knew he was going to blast his load in her mouth if she didn't do something, and do it quick. Grabbing his ass, she clamped her teeth into the base of his cock, her nails sinking into the flesh of his ass.

"Aghhhh," Jim growled, jerking to a stop, his prick stuffed all the way down her throat.

"You're biting it too hard!" He jerked, but his prick was trapped between her teeth.

Slowly, Leah slid her mouth off his cock. She looked up at him, her face red, her green eyes glowing with lust.

"I couldn't let you cum," she panted. "I need you in my pussy."

Jim caught his breath, stared into her passion-crazed face. "Right," he groaned, his prick throbbing, the heat of her mouth still with him. He pulled her to her feet, his eyes riveted to her jiggling tits.

"Ooooo, Jim," she moaned, going into his arms. She felt his spit-soaked prick sear her belly. She shuddered, mashing her tits into his hairy chest, the nipples tingling. "Fuck me, Jim. Fuck me again and again." She rubbed against him, then brought her mouth to his chest, and nibbled on his flesh.

Jim's head was reeling. He eased her out of his arms and kicked his pants and shorts off, his boner sticking out like the trunk of a tree. "Get on the floor."

"No," she cooed, her body quivering out of control. "Sit in the pew. I'll ride you until we both cream our fuckin' brains out?" She pushed him toward the pew she had sat in alone the last few months. "Sit."

Jim plopped down, his cock jutting up from his groin. He watched as she peeled down her panties, exposing her red-thatched pussy.

She stood in front of him, bare-ass naked, her hands on her hips as she fed on his lust. She turned, providing him with a magnificent view of her ass as she bent over.

He grabbed the cheeks and mauled them, drooling as he stared hotly at her red seeping pussy. "Climb on, Leah. Let's make the walls crumble with our fuckin'."

"Yeah," she giggled, squirming out of his pawing hands. She turned around, her tits swinging, her eyes fixed on his giant prick. "I cream just looking at it."

She climbed over him, straddled his towering cock, her swollen cunt pulsing, anxious to milk the cum from his balls. "Ummmm, I can't stop shaking." She lowered herself and felt the head of his prick slip into her pussy.

The heat of her pussy caused Jim to lunge up. At the same time, he grabbed her hips, slamming her down.

"Unnn, Leah!" he roared, his voice reverberating through the church. "Jesus Christ, you're hot!"

Leah's head snapped back as her cunt was filled with prickmeat. "Ooooo, Jim… it's heaven!"

She wriggled like a stuck pig, her pussy impaled on Jim's thick throbbing prick. "Oooo… heaven!"

She leaned into him, crushing her ripe tits into his face. "Bite them, Jim. Bite my fuckin' tits!" Her hips jerked, her pussy frantically gripping the hard meat of Jim's fabulous cook.

Jim groaned, the sound muffled by the sweet meat of Leah's tits. He sucked the creamy flesh of her tits, his face buried between them. "Unnn," he groaned again, slobbering over her sizzling tits.

"Oooo, Jim. Ooooo, keep biting!"

He jabbed up, his cock cutting through her gooey cunt, throbbing, as the walls of her cunt pulsated rapidly around his cockshaft. He sucked harder on her tits, finding a swollen nipple. He chewed, sucked, and beat the bullet tip of her nip with his tongue. He mauled her hips and jiggling ass.

Leah went insane. She bounced up and down on his cock, her tits crushed against his face, her ass jiggling, rotating in tight circles while he pawed her flesh. "Oooo, Jim. I feel your cock inside me!" It was wonderful getting fucked by the minister in church, anti she screamed with delight.

Jim feasted on her tits, his cock fucking into her pussy, his ass thumping against the hard wooden pew. He mauled her ass, slamming her body down on his cock as he fucked into her. Her screams of pleasure-echoed in his skull as he brought them both toward an explosive orgasm.

Gasping, her head snapping from side to side, Leah gripped the back of the pew and rolled her hips. "Ooooo, Jim. I love it!" She stared into his face. "Christ, can you fuck!"

"So can you," he rasped, his face smeared with spit. He lifted her and pulled her back, his cock fucking deep as he watched her face twist with pleasure. "You're one hot fuckin' piece!"

"I told you I was!" she wailed. "God, you don't know how much I've dreamed of this!"

Jim mangled her bouncing tits, his ass lifting off the pew, his cock fucking into her cunt. "Tell me," he groaned.

She giggled drunkenly, her eyes glassy, her mouth drooling. "I dreamed about sucking you off while you preached."

"Maybe next Sunday you can do it!" he roared, his passion robbing him of his sanity. "I'll cream your fuckin' mouth."

"Oooo… wild!" she squealed, humping maniacally up and down on his prick. She brought her mouth to his, sucked on his lips, and invaded his mouth with her tongue.

She jerked her head back, spittle oozing from her panting mouth.

"Wonderful," she moaned. "I can feel your prick in my belly!"

Jim fucked her pussy even deeper. "You like that?" be grunted, his fingers digging into the flesh of her overripe tits.

"Yessss!" she hissed, squeezing his fucking cock with her spongy cunt muscles.

Jim's thighs stiffened, her ass bouncing up and down on them. He grabbed her hips and dragged her back and forth over his prick. "God, you're tight!"

"Yeahhh!" she screamed. She tossed her head, her red hair splashing across her contorted face. She rocked her hips, her tits bouncing. "Oooo, Jim." Her clit mashed into his groin and a hot spasm ripped through her cunt. "Oooo, Christ!"

He stared at her tits as she sat erect, his hands twisting into her gyrating hips. "You look fantastic, Leah!" He fucked his prick deeper and listened to her moan.

"Oooo, Jim!" She trembled in ecstasy, swaying precariously on his buried prick. "Suck my tits again," she begged. "Suck 'em till I scream my fuckin' head off!"

Jim chewed one large swollen nipple, his teeth nipping at it sadistically. Her screams filled the church. He lunged up, his hips fucking his cock in and out of her gulping cunthole, the wet greedy muscles of her pussy greasing his cockshaft for speed. He bit her nipple again, then attacked the other one, making her howl at the top of her lungs.

Her hips caught the frantic rhythm of his upward thrusts. She bucked her hips, her soft jiggling ass twisting, her cunt mashing again and again into his hard groin.

"Faster! Faster!" she squealed, her body quivering and jerking on Jim's fast-fucking prick. "Faster?"

Grunting, Jim picked up his already-rapid pace. His ass thumped on the pew, his cock drilling deep into her hole. "Fast enough?"

"Yeahhh!" she screeched. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

She squirmed and twisted, racing towards an orgasm she had needed for months. She slammed down hard, grinding, twisting. Her clit was mangled against his groin.

She clutched the back of the pew, her face filled with passion. "I'm so close, Jim. So fuckin' close!"

She swayed, screamed, her body stiffening. "Ahhhh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Her voice pierced the air as Jim's cock pierced her pussy. Her orgasm exploded deep in her cunt and spread quickly, enveloping her in its sizzling heat. "I'm creaming, Jim. Creaming your fuckin' cock!"

"I feel it, Leah!" Jim bellowed as her cunt grew hotter and the pulsing muscles more demanding. He slammed up, fucking her exploding cunt with his cock, watching as she twisted and churned above him. "Unnn, Leah. Cream! Cream!"

"I am!" she shrieked. "I'm cumming all over your prick!" She soared higher, orgasms bombarding her pussy, one after the other. "Oooo, Jim! Cum! Cream my pussy! Make me happy!" She twisted her hips, grinding and jerking, her body craving the hot load churning in Jim's balls.

Unable to hold back, Jim lunged up. His balls erupted, a river of thick jism blasting out of his cock. Jizz splashed deep in the steamy depths of Leah's pussy. "I'm cumming!" he roared, his voice drowning out her screams. "I'm cumming!" Another thick stringy load of jizz spurted into her writhing body.

Leah felt the heavenly squirts of Jim's fabulous cum. It triggered another orgasm in her body and she went berserk. "I feel your cum, Jim!" she screamed. "I feel it inside me! Ooooo!"

Jim's prick erupted again, spewing wad after wad of lumpy cum into her sizzling pussy. Spunk oozed from her cunt hole, drooled down his balls, and formed a puddle on the wooden pew. He jerked up, creaming her cunt again, his hands ripping at her tits. "Ahhhh, Leah. I'm blowing my fuckin' nuts."

Wave after wave of fabulous orgasms whipped through Leah's cock-stuffed climaxing pussy. A shudder shot through her bouncing body. She clutched the back of the pew, her knuckles white as she jerked frantically, almost toppling off as the fury of her orgasm made her drunk with lust.

Jim fucked his cock into her pussy, his balls churning out cum with each jab.

"Unnn," he groaned, her pussy pulling on his prick, squeezing him dry. "Unnn, Leah!"

He jerked up, his ass coming off the pew. The violence of the lunge almost threw her off his cock. He grabbed her hips, held her, his balls blasting their final load.

"Ooooo, Jim," she panted, twirling in bliss her orgasms began to leave her body.

"Ooooo!" She twitched on his lap, her cunt still milking his cockshaft.

Jim jabbed one last time, grunted, then stopped. "I haven't been fucked like that in years," he gasped, holding her still on his spent prick.

She leaned forward, wiggled her hips. "Oooo, for a minister, you sure know how to fuck a woman." She eased off, plopped on the pew, her legs spread, her pussy oozing with cum.

Jim pulled himself to his feet, stared at her. "Now, that's the way I'd like to see you while I'm preaching my sermon."

Leah giggled, grabbed his prick and licked his cock clean. "I don't think the others would appreciate it." She pulled herself up and, went into his arms. "I hope you don't feel guilty."

"Hell, no," he said, "It was great. Helen only likes to fuck in bed, with me on top. No imagination."

"Sounds like she should be the minister." She giggled, then fondled his balls. "We'd better get dressed before someone wanders in and catches us."

Five minutes later, both dressed, smiles on their faces, Reverend Moss and Leah walked out of the church.