The Preacher’s Wife part 2

Good girl, wife of preacher suddenly turns hedonistic slut when her husband boards a plane and she rides home with another man from the congregation!  This is part 2 of the story that reveals the preacher’s wife might not be such a prim and proper prude after all!!!
 
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Julie led me into the on suite Master bath.  In truth, I would have followed that preacher’s wife ass of hers anywhere she wanted to lead me!  Walking behind her going up the stairs from the basement had allowed me to see just how unflattering the clothing she wore really was!  Her legs were perfectly proportioned and at their tops, rounded into nice hips and an ass that bore testimony to lots of time spent leading women’s groups in aerobics at the church!!
 
The tan lines were distinct and made the transition from her legs to her ass all the sexier.  When I asked what her husband thought about her lying outside in a bikini, she laughed and said Dale preferred it to the idea of her lying on a tanning bed nude, but not by much!
 
She touched some controls on the wall next to the shower and water began pouring out of an overhead rainmaking shower head and two shower heads to either side that were just above head height.  Julie took my hand and stepped over the low threshold and into the glass enclosed shower.  She led me in to a built in bench in ther corner where the water played gently over my body and then she stepped directly into the center of the shower and let the water run down over her head, shoulders and cascade down over her beautiful feminine curves.
 
I glanced through the glass and saw the four foot wide mirror over the vanity allowed me to see all of her at once and the realization must have shown on my face because she said, “I thought you might enjoy sitting there.”    She turned and walked back to the entrance and reached out and punched some more entries on the screen and the whole bath darkened with just a faint light filtering in from the bedroom.  Then the heavy rock guitar licks of Lizzy Hale of Halestorm’s “I Get off on you!”  began playing through speakers located around the bath.
 
Julie turned and looked over her shoulder at me with a look of, “Oh yeah, you are going to like this a lot!” and then she walked, slowly back toward me to the beat of the song, carefully putting one foot directly in front of the other.  Stopping in the center of the stream she began dancing, rotating her hips seductively as she stared at me.  Then she bent double and  raised up quickly, flipping her soaked hair up and over her head onto her back as she stopped with her torso horizontal to the floor.  She put her hands on my knees and she began slowly writhing, and undulating to the heavy bass beat of the music..
 
Looking over her head I could see her ass moving side to side as she arched her back up and down and she would lean into me and then back off.  I would say that it was one of the hottest stripper scenes I have ever witnessed, except she was completely naked from the start and there was nothing to strip off!  Her breasts hung below her, swaying seductively, looking full and solid.  In the mirror I not only saw her ass, but the hairless folds and crease of her pussy as the water streamed over her body and across her baci in ways that were as erotic as any porn scene ever shor!!
 
The song ended and Julie stood upright and smiled down at me.  My cock was about three quarters of the way erect.  Ten years earlier I would have been hard as granite all over again after something even half as good as what Julie had just done, but she did not seem to mind.  As the next tune started, she turned her back to me and began slowly rocking her hips side to side with the beat.  Looking into the mirror I saw her eyes were locked on my face, feasting upon my reactions.  Leaning forward away from me, she changed the direction of her hip’s movements from side to side to thrusting her hips back toward me and then rolling her hips under and back.  In a matter of seconds she was twerking and rocking those sexy hips of hers, begging my cock to rise to the challenge!
 
Tentatively, I reached out and ran my hands over the glistening white ass cheeks.  I was half-afraid that she might do as my wife Tina did when I reached for her, and she might pull away.  But Julie shuffled her feet back closer and closer, still gyrating and undulating to the beat of the music.  Now both hands were on her hips, guiding her back as I leaned forward. 
 
The cleft of her ass had strong solid ass cheeks on either side of a shallow valley in the deepest part of which rested a small, dark pink puckered badge of beauty.  Pushing my face forward I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked the crease from its start down one side of the split.  Circling her asshole, I heard her moan as she rolled her hips in an attempt to direct my probing tongue to the target she wanted my arrow to bury itself into, but I only slid beyond the mark, the I guided the warm moist tip  to the other side before slowly running my it up and over the other glistening mound of flesh. 
 
As my head rose high enough to look over her back, I could see her staring into the mirror with a heated look of lust and desire that spoke of a refusal to accept much more frustration.  I smiled and slid my tongue back down the creased highway of her ass, this time, not deviating to the left or right but smoothly progressing down to the ridges, creases and tightness of her asshole.  Then I began pushing my tongue in and forcing her back passage to yield its opening to admit my tongue’s invasion.  She moaned and rocked back into me.  My tongue began to slowly fuck her ass as my hands held her hips relatively still so I could work it in and around as much as possible.
 
Standing up she turned and looked at me with eyes that burned with coals of the very fires of hell burning behind them.  She stepped to straddle my right knee and dropped her wet sex down so that her pussy opening was mounting my knee cap.  “Finger fuck my ass!” She commanded in a voice like none I had ever heard from her before, so choked with lust as it was.  I slid my right hand up her thigh and around her ass.  Within seconds I was pushing the tip of my middle finger into her sphincter and taking her weight as she pushed back onto my hand. 
 
Grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her back away from me, I leaned into her and took first one nipple and then the other into my lips, making her tender flesh pucker, harden and lengthen as my tongue flickered back and forth across them and I sucked on them in my mouth!  She was moaning now like a whore and she had managed to take my finger almost to the second knuckle in her ass.  I felt one hand on my left thigh and the other reaching down toward my ass.  I cringed as I waited for the pain caused by her digging her nails into my flesh to magically morph into pleasure and more!  I bit the nipple that was in my mouth a little more and was rewarded with a shudder and sudden frenzy of hip thrusting’s onto my leg like a bitch in heat!
 
Suddenly breaking free of my hand that was wrapped in her hair, she pitched forward across my chest and took my left nipple in her sharp teeth.  She bit and sucked to the point that I roared in response but she did not let up and I found myself slamming the remainder of my middle finger into her ass.  She began shuddering all the more.  That was when I felt her hand wrap around the shaft of my cock and squeeze it hard.  It was not a yanking squeeze or one to toss me off.  This was a squeeze around my shaft that caused the head of my cock to swell immediately to proportions that I knew were probably thicker than most men ever got, even if I did not have a 9 inch cock!
 
The orgasm caused her body to clamp down every major muscle group and she let loose with a string of curses oaths and prayers that would have blistered the walls of any monastery within 100 miles.  Her nipples jutted out, hard, tight and firm and her thighs shook as the crescendos of pleasure came to a climax that was punctuated by a shrill scream!
Then she collapsed forward across my body and wrapped her arms around my neck and clung to my neck as a young girl might if she had been suddenly frightened by a huge mean dog.  I slowly pulled my finger out of her ass and began stroking her back and holding her tenderly.  Not all of what was running down my shoulder now was from the shower heads.  Julie’s tears flowed freely and ran onto my shoulder and down my chest.
 
“I’m sorry; I did not mean to hurt you.”   I said as I stroked her back and held her, uncertain really of what I had done.
 
“You did not hurt me,” she blubbered into my shoulder.  “I had almost forgotten how good sex could be and what it was like to really cut loose and fuck.  You didn’t hurt me; you gave me more pleasure than I have had in the last four years since I got married.”  She then sagged into me as if that admission had drained every bit of strength from within her.  So I just held her and stroked her.
 
I cannot begin to describe that transition.  It was bizarre to me then and looking back at it in still no less strange.  One moment I had been so intent on getting my cock into this woman that was more than 25 years my junior and then suddenly without warning, the whole thing changed.  Just like that, I was her father figure, the guy who was supposed to make everything better.  And just like most men in that situation with their own offspring, I felt completely inadequate and unable to do anything more than just hold her and kiss the top of her head.
 
It was not even a shock when she stood up a moment later to look down and see my cock completely deflated, despite the fact that for several minutes now it had been a scant few inches from one of the most sexy pussies I have ever known!  I stood up and taking a washcloth I wiped her back and chest as she stood there almost unmoving.  She spread her legs slightly as I reached her lower torso, so I slid my terry cloth wrapped hand between her thighs and delicately washed and cleaned her
 
She turned and stepped out of the shower numbly and I quickly ran the soap over my own body and rinsed before stepping out.  She stopped the music and water with a couple of touches to the console on the wall and with her hair wrapped in a turban, turned and looked into the mirror without seeing.  I wrapped a towel around my hips and then took another and gently towel dried her.  When I looked up from squatting to dry her calves and feet I saw her smiling at me.  It was a smile of genuine affection and appreciation, so I gave her a reciprocating smile.
 
Tossing the towel to the counter, I swept her up in my arms and Julie let out a little surprised squeak of protest, but as I easily stepped out into the bedroom and crossed the hardwood floors to the high queen bed top where I gently laid her down.
 
In all honestly I had intended on going back into the bath, finish drying off and getting dressed and leaving, but she had other ideas.  Catching my towel in her hand, she first stopped me and as I looked down into her completely relaxed face as a half-smile of invitation crossed her delicate features.  I leaned down to kiss her on her forehead, but she raised her chin and there was no doubt where she wanted the kiss to land, so I altered my target to match hers and we kissed gently at first and then after searching each other’s souls by looking in the other’s eyes, we kissed much more in the way a man and woman should kiss.
 
That was when I felt her tug on the towel and it dropped to the wood floor.  As we continued to taste and tease each other’s tongues her hand made its way to squeeze and fondle my rapidly reviving manhood!  She slid her body more toward the center of the bed and then angled her feet toward the far diagonal corner.  I kissed her and felt her tongue slide into my mouth further than any other persons tongue has ever gone before we both giggled like school k**s.  Then she pulled my head down to her breasts as her own mouth bit and nibbled, sucked and kissed its way down my neck and across my chest before pausing at my chest.
 
She kissed my nipples this time, much more gently and I almost asked her to be more aggressive, but I was too distracted.  Her lovely nipples responded so well to the loving they received from my mouth and hands.  Squeezing, sucking, kissing tugging and licking each in its own turn with each breast soon had her moving her hips and pushing me further up onto the bed and over her body into a 69.
 
Making love to a woman orally has always been a delight.  Unfortunately, my own spouse thinks it is disgusting, so I do not get to indulge in it very often.  Julie not only loved it, she craved it!  As she pumped my cock with her hands, she exhorted and encouraged me as I took her labia between my firm lips and tugged and stretched, then ran my tongue into her.  I kissed sucked and pressed around her clit, allowing the arousal to build slowly and more heatedly as my arms slipped under her thighs and my fingers began revealing more of her to my searching mouth and  began entering both of her lower holes.
 
I felt her take my cock into her mouth.  She would pull it out to run her tongue around the crown of my head before thrusting it deeply back into her rapturous mouth and she would run the flat of her tongue up and down the underside of my captive cock.  Slowly she built the sequence up from a warm up progression to fully causing my need to burst into flame as I thought my penis had to have swollen to its largest size ever, and still she kept on.
 
By this time, I was humming, tonguing and sucking her clit like a baby on its mother’s teat.  Every trick I had ever learned, tried, done and succeeded with went into driving her orgasm to a higher and higher plateau.  All the while I could feel my own ball strangling toe curling heart pounding climax thundering closer and closer!  As if someone someplace flipped a cosmic switch and the walls of the house, the entirety of the world and the entire universe evaporated into nothingness as the only things that existed was the sounds, tastes and sensations of the orgasms that completely obliterated all reality for both of us!  Every breath, every twitch every beat of my heart or hers seemed to set off yet another and then another avalanche of pleasure and emotions that defied comprehension and control.  For the first time in my life (other than when I had my wisdom teeth cut out) I lost consciousness!
 
When I came back to reality, Julie was sitting next to me, hovering over me going, “Oh God!  I killed him!  Please wake up!  Don’t die!  Oh God!” 
 
I smiled up at her and said, “I’m not God, but I now know what heaven is like!” 
 
Julie looked down at me gave a big sigh and then slapped my belly loud and hard with the flat of her hand.  “I ought to fuck you to death right now for that!  You scared me, you old bastard!”  She smiled down at me as relief flowed across her face.
 
I pulled her down to me and kissed her before saying, “I am a bastard, but if I leave for work tomorrow from your garage, there will be people talking long after our spouses get home!”  I rolled off of the bed and got dressed as she sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed watching me.  Once I was dressed, I leaned over to her and we kissed again and she gave me a weak smile and thanked me for e****ting her to the airport.  I told her it had been my pleasure and let myself out the garage and headed for home.
 
15 minutes after hitting the door at home, my phone buzzed.  The message said, “Don’t forget tomorrow evening at church, prayer time for mission team.  Afterward…”  I smiled and started thinking about “afterward:.
 
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