The Vicars Wife (fm:adultery, 1295 words) [1/2]
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|A short tale about the wife of a Vicar, looking for excitement and thrills in her otherwise staid life... and she finds it in abundance.|
Helen felt her knees sinking into the gratifyingly soft, deep pile carpet in their bedroom and looked up as Ken fed his thick dick into her wanton mouth. Her hands naturally fell onto his hips, partly to stop him pushing too much of the meat into her sweet little mouth, and partly for her to position herself on the gorgeous length of cock filling her mouth so completely.
She could just hear the voice of her husband Clive, sitting on the patio below their bedroom window, speaking to one of his parishioners. Being the local Vicar, his work was never 9-5, and 10am on a Saturday morning was as good a time as ever to discuss things.
Helen withdrew Kens cock for a few seconds, and gently ran her tongue along the length, picking up a glorious tear of pre-cum. She looked up at Ken, doe eyed through her bookish glasses, and gently drew the pre-cum juice with her tongue and savoured it in her wet mouth. She heard ken groan, and opened her mouth wide to welcome his throbbing beast back inside her eager mouth.
They initially employed Ken to decorate just their dining room, but after only three days work, he was rodgering Helen over the dining room table, while her dear husband Clive was directly above them in the bathroom taking a shower. Ken was a tall, rough, handsome fellow, with hands like shovels and a dick like a meaty battering ram, he was just what Helen needed to spark the fire that had burning within her for the past few years.
Being fucked by Ken was as about as far removed as possible from Clive's efforts. While Clive's technique would seemingly resemble a demented bird thrashing and fluttering over a nest, being screwed by Ken was a wholly different experience. It was deliberate, firm, probing and so gloriously incessant, like a phallic metronome, gloriously fucking her at a delicious pace.
Helen often felt helpless at the fucking exerted on her by Ken. That first time in the Dining room, after about 5 full minutes of his thick cock fucking her deliciously - she found herself looking over her shoulder at him, expecting him to slow his pace a little and take a
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