Teaching the Preacher's Boy- Complete Series

by Holly Ardent

  Teaching the Preacher's Boy

  Complete Series

  (Cheating Wife MILF Erotica)

  Holly Ardent

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  Dana's Demands

  Teaching the Preacher's Boy #1

  (Cheating Wife MILF Erotica)

  Holly Ardent

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  I was sitting there in church.

  Yeah, I said church. What do you want from me? I considered it to be my rent. I was home for the summer after my first year of college and, since my father was a preacher, attending church wasn't optional.

  So, I was sitting there in church, kind of zoned out. My dad normally broke the service up into two parts. He'd do a lot of hymns and let people stand up to make announcements for the first part of the service. Then after a short break, he'd give the sermon and close with another hymn.

  The church served refreshments after Sunday morning service, and there were a small group of ladies who rotated through missing the sermon in order to prepare them.

  Missing the sermon, I thought. I wouldn't miss the sermon at all. It's too bad I snore or I could get a nap while I'm here.

  Dad finished off with the first part of the service and everyone got up. There were about five minutes until he started the sermon, just enough time for people to shuffle out and use the bathroom if they needed.

  I was surprised as all hell when one of the older ladies approached me. Her name was Dana, and her cleavage had been the inspiration for quite a few masturbatory fantasies when I was younger. She walked up to me with a smile on her face. Her smile was quite pretty, but I couldn't focus on it, my eyes were glued to the creamy white flesh revealed by her top.

  “Hi Jeff,” she said. “I've got a proposition for you.”

  If only, I thought.

  “What can I do for you?” I asked, tearing my eyes away from her cleavage.

  Her smile made it all the way to her eyes, and they were twinkling. I wasn't the least bit embarrassed to guess that it was because she'd noticed where I'd been staring.

  “Well, I need a little help getting things ready for later on. I asked your father and he said that if it was okay with you I could borrow you during the sermon.”

  The tip of her tongue touched her upper lip, peeking into view for a moment. Then she touched her chest and drew her hand, and my gaze, down along her cleavage as though emphasizing it.

  “I can make it worth your while,” she said, her smile growing larger.

  I smiled in return, the first time I could remember doing so in church since my dad laid down the law about my attending while I was home for the summer.

  “I'd be happy to,” I said.

  “Good, come on. I need some help getting a few things from my car. Then you can help me in the kitchen. I'm sure there's something you could do there that I'd appreciate.”

  I gotta be reading this wrong, I thought. I'd swear she's coming on to me and offering to mess around during the sermon. She's kind of old, probably in her mid to late thirties, and I know she has a couple of kids that stay home with her husband when she comes to church, but Damn! With those tits she could be fifty and I'd still want to play. I've got to be misunderstanding what's going on, but I hope I'm not.

  I stood and followed her out. As we closed the doors behind us I heard my dad start his sermon and sighed with relief that I'd be able to miss it this week.

  * * *

  I followed Dana down the hallway to the recreational area. The church did a lot of youth group work and soup kitchen type of stuff, so it had a gym and a kitchen built into it.

  As I walked I found myself staring at Dana's ass. I'd never noticed before, but it was almost as nice as her tits. Plus, it looked like she was putting some extra sway in her stride, just for my benefit.

  She led me out the back door and into the parking lot. When she leaned into her car to pick up a box, her dress clung to her ass tightly, molding against it, and I noticed that there were no panty lines.

  I wonder if she's just got those thin ones you can't see, or if she's going commando? I wish I was on the other side though. Damn, I'd be able to see right down her shirt.

  She straightened up and turned to me.

  “There are two more boxes in there, would you bring those in please?”

  “Sure,” I said.

  I leaned in and grabbed the other boxes, then followed her back to the kitchen.

  She started unpacking the boxes, then gestured to me.

  “Come over here, and I'll show you what you can do to help.”

  She pushed me up against the counter, then moved right up against me from behind. Her arms went out to either side of me and she picked up a knife.

  “Now, watch,” she said. “Pay attention so you can do these for me. That will save some time.”

  Like I can pay attention to your hands with your breasts crammed up against my back, I thought.

  She put the knife in my hand and showed me how to do what she wanted. I tried to pay attention and did manage to pick up what she was after, so she backed off to do something else.

  I was just finishing up with the cutting when she came back over.

  “Good, you got those done already. Well, that's all the prep we needed to do.”

  I glanced at the clock. It was only fifteen minutes into the sermon.

  “So what are we going to do for the other forty-five minutes until they're done?” I asked.

  * * *

  Dana looked me over and her tongue peeked out of her mouth again.

  “I think that depends on you,” she said.

  “Me?”

  “Yeah, can you keep your mouth shut? As in keep a secret?”

  “I've never given one up yet, and trust me, with a preacher as a father I have lots more things to keep secret than most people.”

  “Good,” she said.

  She walked right up in front of me. Once again my eyes tracked down to her breasts. I tried to look her in the face, honestly, but it took about three seconds of staring at her tits before I managed to tear my eyes away.

  She had that amused twinkle in her eyes again when I managed to look at her face.

  “You know, I was very disappointed when you left for college,” she said.

  “You were?”

  “Yes. I'd had my eye on you for a while, but never quite got up my nerve.”

  “For what?”

  “This,” she said.

  She reached out, took my hand, and placed it on her bare skin, below her skirt. Then she drew it up, pushing her skirt out of the way. I found the answer to my earlier question, she was going commando. She continued to push and pull on my hand until it was on her ass.

  “You see, I decided I wanted to fuck you a couple of years ago, but you were still too young. Not any more though.”

  Holy shit! I wasn't misreading things before. Hell yeah, she might be old but her skin doesn't feel it. Maybe I'll get my hands on those tits, or maybe even get them in my mouth.

  “I'm up for that,” I said.

  She reached for the front of my jeans. I had a big enough erection that it was visible through the denim. She made a beeline for that bulge and wrapped her hand around it as well as she could.

  “Yes, yes you are,” she said.

  She stroked up and down my cock a few times through the fabric. I could barely feel it through my jeans and underwear, but I didn't care. I could feel it a little and I knew what it meant.

  “So, what would you like to do to me?
” she asked.

  “Is that a trick question?”

  “No, I mean specifics. Tell me what you want.”

  “I want to get my hands on your tits. I've been staring at them for years, even masturbated imagining what they'd be like.”

  “Is that all?” she asked, disappointment audible in her voice.

  “No, not even close.”

  “So, tell me everything you want to do to me and maybe you'll get to.”

  “I want to push you over the counter here and shove my cock in your pussy. I want to fuck your mouth, I want to eat your pussy, and I want to cum in your ass.”

  Her smile grew broader as my list continued. When I finished, she was even breathing a little heavy.

  “I don't know if we have enough time for all of that, but let's see what we can do,” she said.

  She tugged her top and bra down and her breasts sprang free. They flopped over, hanging down her front and my hands darted towards them. I couldn't even control it, I saw them come free and the next thing I knew they were in my hands. I stroked and caressed the soft flesh of them, running my fingers along their length. I watched as her nipples hardened and stood out from her tits.

  She reached up and guided my hands to her nipples.

  “I'm much more sensitive on those than the rest of my breasts,” she said. “If you want to get me turned on, get a little rough with my nipples.”

  It was like a dream come true. The girls I'd messed around with or had sex with had always told me I was too rough with their nipples, even when I thought I was holding back.

  I pinched Dana's nipples between my thumb and forefinger. They were hard and firm, and grew longer when I pinched.

  I started rolling and twisting them in my fingers. Then kept doing it for a bit too long. Her hands came up again.

  “A little variety please, like this maybe.”

  She took my hands and pulled them off her nipples. I got to watch as she demonstrated what she liked. First she glided her palms over the tips of her nipples, barely brushing them. After a little bit of that, she pulled her hands back and ran the tip of a single finger around and around the tops of her nipples, again with a feather light touch.

  She let go of one of her nipples and pulled my hand back up.

  “You try what I'm showing you. It always feels so much better when someone else does it.”

  I tried what she'd showed me and evidently got it right. Her eyes closed and she sighed softly.

  “Yeah, just like that. Here try this,” she said.

  I glanced at her other nipple. She was pinching it between her fingers and pulling on it, stretching it out. I gleefully tried the same and found myself getting even harder at the sight and feel of her stretched out nipples.

  “That's probably enough of that for now,” she said. “We don't have a lot of time and I want to make sure I have you inside of me before we're done.”

  I let go of her nipple and bent my head down, sucking it into my mouth. She inhaled sharply.

  “We've got time for that though,” she said in a breathy voice.

  I rolled my tongue around her nipple, brushing it lightly, like she showed me with her hands. I felt the skin around the base of it tautening and crinkling and took a moment to run my tongue along that, enjoying the texture.

  When I sucked on it, it stretched just like it had with my fingers. My tongue danced along her stretched out nipple and I could hear her murmuring throaty encouragement to me. Finally I let her nipple slide out of my mouth.

  “I want to be inside you too, but I needed to do that,” I said.

  She shook her head.

  “Not a problem at all. Can you just throw me over the counter and fuck me?” she asked.

  I inhaled deeply, noticing that the area now smelled like Dana's arousal. I inhaled again to savor the scent.

  “Yeah, I can do that. Anything special this time?”

  “I'll show you after you're inside of me. God, I want your cock inside of me. I haven't had a man pay that much attention to my nipples in years and it's got me horny as hell.”

  * * *

  I pushed her over against the lowest section of counter, then leaned her over it and flipped her skirt up. The scent got stronger and my cock throbbed inside of my pants. Lowering the zipper and pulling down my underwear set it free, then I worked on getting it inside of her.

  I pushed her legs outwards, spreading them, and reached for her cunt. Her pussy was bald and my fingers lingered on the smooth skin before diving into her slit.

  “Mmm, did you shave just for me? Did you plan all of this?” I whispered in her ear.

  “I hoped I could manage this and wanted to be ready for you. Do you like it?”

  “I love it, I love feeling the smooth skin of your pussy under my hands. And I'm going to love shoving my cock inside of you.”

  I guided my cock between her legs and rubbed the tip of it up and down her wet slit, moistening myself. With my cock placed right in front of her hole, I thrust forward and into her. She was dripping wet and loose enough that I just slid deep into her.

  “Oh yeah, your pussy is awesome. Nice and wet and just waiting for me to take it.”

  “It's all yours Jeff, fuck it as hard as you like. The harder the better. But if you want to make me cum while you're inside of me, give me your hand.”

  She reached a hand back, trying to grab mine. I set to thrusting in and out of her before giving her my hand. When I did, she drew it forward and around her stomach. Then down to the top of her slit.

  “Right here,” she murmured. “Press a finger against me right here.”

  I knew this one. I'd had a former girlfriend who'd shown me her clit and told me what she liked done to it. I'd figured out that it had to be similar to a degree for all women so I'd been using her advice ever since, much to both my, and my partners' pleasure.

  My finger went down against her clit and I could feel the little nubbin of flesh hiding beneath the skin it pressed against. I rubbed my finger around a little, until I found the opening in the hood, then tried to sneak my finger in so it pressed directly against the more sensitive part.

  “Oh, right there,” she said. “That's it.”

  I kept thrusting in and out of her, but as soon as I was in contact with her clit I felt her pussy start to tighten up around me.

  “That's right, keep going,” she said.

  “You like me playing with your clit? Are you going to cum for me?”

  “Oh... Yes and yes. Just keep doing what you're doing?”

  Although I'd appreciated her earlier tips, they still stung a little.

  “Sure you don't want a little more variety?”

  Instead of rubbing on her clit, I started tapping on it and her breath quickened even more.

  “Oh God, that's even better. I'm going to cum soon!” she cried.

  I kept thrusting in and out of her warm, wet cunt. She kept tightening down on me as she got closer to cumming. I knew I was going to cum soon myself, but I wanted her to go first, so I stopped tapping and pinched her clit gently, then tugged outwards.

  Her cunt clamped down on me like a vise. It was hard to keep thrusting in and out of her, but I managed it. For about thirty seconds, until I drove myself as deep inside of her as I could and came. I felt her pussy trembling around my cock as I filled her with my seed.

  “Oh my god, that felt so good,” she said. “I needed this so bad.”

  I knew we still had time left, we hadn't taken that long yet.

  “We've barely started,” I said.

  * * *

  I slid my cock out of her before I started losing my erection.

  “Do you want more?” I asked.

  She turned to face me and nodded eagerly.

  “Yes, yes please. What else would you like to do?”

  I pushed on her shoulder hard enough to give her the idea and she dropped to her knees on the floor in front of me.

  “Suck my cock for a couple of minutes. That way I
won't lose my erection.”

  My hand was on the back of her head to make sure that she did as I told her. But I didn't have to apply any pressure, she was already wrapping her lips around my cock by the time I finished speaking.

  She was good, damned good. She took my cock all the way in right off. Her tongue was active too. I could feel her lips sliding up and down my cock while her tongue stroked it.

  Not a prayer I'll lose my erection with her doing that, I thought.

  “Now, what else should we do?” I asked. “No, don't stop sucking me to answer. I'll just list off a few things and you can think about it while you suck me.”

  “I'd like to eat you, but that takes a while. Once I've got my mouth on your pussy, I won't want to stop until I've made you cum two or three times.”

  Her lips squeezed tightly on my cock as I spoke.

  “I guess you like that idea, huh? I also want to slide my cock into your ass. I like anal, how about you?”

  Her lips squeezed me again and I glanced down when I heard a wet, squishy noise. She had a hand between her legs, playing with herself.

  “You really like that idea, don't you? Well, I think we'll do that in just a minute or two.”

  Her hand sped up on her pussy and she lost her focus on sucking my cock. She moaned around it instead, and that was an interesting sensation all by itself.

  “First off though, I'm going to fuck your mouth. You give awesome head, but I want to be in control for a bit. Just try to relax and you'll be fine.”

  I put both my hands on the back of her head and held it in place, then I started thrusting into her mouth. I went as deep as I could and felt the head of my cock tickling her throat. Dana just relaxed under me, willingly giving control over to me.

  I fucked her mouth for a few minutes, trying different angles and different speeds to determine just what I liked best. Then I slid out of her mouth.

  “Up,” I said, offering her a hand.

  She got to her feet and I immediately pushed her over the counter again.

  “I'm going to slide into your pussy first to get lubricated a little. Then I'll pound your ass until I cum. You up for that?”