F Stop Pt 02

I held my breath as Liz got to the last picture, the final close-up of Renee's pussy, the lips flared out like flower petals, her pink trail glistening with the juices of her climax. She stared at it like she was spellbound.

I heard her whisper, "Oh my, I've never...never..." her voice trailing off.

She looked at me, her face flushed, her eyes bright, her breathing deep. I decided the risk of losing the job was worth it, and my head moved forward. My lips touched her, she pushed her face forward, and our lips, hot and eager, were pressed together. My tongue slipped out, I gently parted her lips, and her tongue raced out to play with mine. My cock was hard enough from the heated remembrance of Renee, and I could feel it stiffen even more as Liz twirled her tongue around mine, our passion growing quickly. She suddenly jumped up, and I was afraid that she'd had a sudden change of heart since she was married.

She went over to the kitchen table, unleashed her hair, and a spill of black tresses tumbled halfway down her back, she pulled up her dress, pulled down her panties, and told me what to do.

"Fuck me, fuck me, I'm so hot I feel like I'm gonna explode! Fuck me, for god's sake!"

I thought that was pretty funny, hearing a pastor's wife say that, but there was nothing funny about the offer. I was quickly behind her, my pants at my ankles, letting my cock free as she bent slightly at the waist, her hands braced on the table, her legs spread apart. Her dress was pulled up to the small of her back, and after being hidden by the shapeless dowdy dress, her ass was a sexy sight, a wonderful heart shape, and I was more than ready. I nudged my cock against her bubbly entrance and pushed in, I could feel her hips push back, eager to get every bit of my 7 inches inside her.

"So hard, let me have it, every inch!"

Her squeal of delight matched my growl of pleasure, she was tight, fiery hot, and dripping with her juices, and it was sheer pleasure to bury myself in her hot, eager sheath.

"Yeah, yeah, fuck me, ram me, drive it in, give me your load!"

Eager to do exactly as requested, I grasped her hips, pulled out, and drove back in, getting a rhythm going, driving my cock in to the balls on every stroke. I power fucked the tight clutch of her fiery fuck-hole, really reaming out her steamy depths. Watching that sexy heart-shaped ass humping back and forth as I fucked her whipped up my lust to a fever pitch. The tightness and her growls and cries of pleasure took me to the brink. I could feel my nut sack cinch up tight against me, the cum was just about at the full boil.

Liz was gasping and moaning, urging me on, "Yes, yes, yes, oh my god, fuck me, fuck, make me cum, oh god YES!"

Just as she did so, I felt her hand come down, cupping my balls and squeezing gently. Her voice rose up to a full-throated shriek of pleasure, and I felt the tight clenching at my cock as Liz tumbled into orgasm. My cock jerked, swelling up tight, I could feel the head of my cock tapping against her cervix. I pulled her up, pressing tightly against her body as I sank my cock in to the balls, and I could feel the eruption deep inside her. I was cumming, too, my cock erupting, again and again, a geyser of hot, white cum jetting, splattering her cervix. Her welcoming tightness was rippling with spasms, milking me for every drop.

After a minute of getting our breath back, we quickly rearranged our clothes, Liz pinned her hair back up into the sensible bun style, and we returned to the parlor. Five minutes later, Pastor Robbins entered, apologized for the delay, and joined us for tea. He asked the usual questions, I gave him my portfolio, without the R and X rated material of course. He looked it over, nodded, and told me he would be in touch with me.

"If you will excuse me, I must meditate and write my sermon for this week's service. Thank you for your time Mr. Stassun. I will contact you and let you know one way or the other by the end of this week. I'm sure my wife will be happy to see you out."

As soon as he was out, heading for the chapel, we were in each other's arms, Liz hungrily feasting on my mouth in tongue-filled swirls of passion. We were both more than ready to pick up where we left off, but with her husband so close by, we weren't that foolhardy. I gave her my address and told her to come over tomorrow for lunch.

The next day, Liz was at my door promptly at Noon, but eating food was the last thing on our minds. As soon as she was in the door, she was in my arms, and after tongue swirling smooches of passion, she stepped back, grinned at me, and stripped off the dowdy dress, let her hair free of its bun, and the image of a proper, straitlaced pastor's wife was blown away in an instant. The clothes hid a ripe, wonderfully proportioned body, that fantastic heart shape of her ass, curvy hips, a neatly trimmed nest of black pubic curls, what looked like a 36 C chest, those beautiful melons topped with turgid, stiff nipples, eager for some attention.

I quickly joined her, and she pulled me to the floor, eager to get back to what we were both aching for. She lay back, spread her legs, and urged me on.

"Fuck me, Jim, fuck me, I've been horny ever since yesterday, and I need it so much, just ram my cunt, and fuck my cunt, fuck the horniness out of me!" she growled huskily.

I could see her tight lips were parted slightly, her pink trail was drooling with the juices of her lust, looking like a bulls-eye for my cock. My erection was almost painfully hard, as I nudged against her, she grabbed my ass, pulling down hard on me as she humped her hips up at me, letting out a loud squeal of pleasure as my cock surged in, right to the hilt. She told me what to do, in language more suited to an overheated slut, than a pastor's wife.

"Oh yeah, give it to me", Liz gasped, "Let me have it! I want you to fuck me as long as you can! Give me all you got, babe! Fuck my cunt, fuck me!! I'm an overheated little slut who needs to be fucked hard. Fuck me, fuck my burning cunt! I love to be teased and fucked by your big, hard cock! Let me have it, slam my pussy!! Fuck me, fuck my fiery fuckhole! Fuck my overheated cunt!! Fuck my brains out!!"

I could feel her legs going around my waist, tilting her hips up, setting herself into position for deep thrusting. Fired up, I started to ride her, her grunts and squeals of pleasure filling my living room, relishing the hot, slick tightness of her cunt around my cock. Her sexy voice, and what she was saying, was driving me crazy. I slammed my steel-hard cock in and out, in and out of her fiery fuckhole. With each thrust, she took my hard cock right up to the balls. She had a look of rapture on her face, she looked delirious with pleasure, as I power fucked her burning core, plunging balls deep into her again and again. I could feel my nut sack tighten up, as my balls moved into firing position, and the spunk started to sizzle. Liz was panting and gasping, tossing her head from side to side as she writhed beneath me. Cupping her ass cheeks, I stretched out a finger and ran it up and down the tight pucker of her ass. I could feel the tight rose-shaped pucker of her ass hole twitching wildly.

"Yes, keep fucking me! I'm so close, I need to cum, and I'm so close! I can feel your big cock throbbing, let it go, I want you to flood my cunt! Keep rubbing my tight little asshole, feels so fucking good! Let your cock explode, I wanna feel you squirt! I want every drop you got! I'm soo, I'm soo, Oh God, I'm almost there! Don't stop, don't stop, don't, don't, don't, yes, yes, yes, OH YES!!"

Her voice rose to a scream as she exploded, her pussy clamping tightly around my cock, spasming wildly. My nut sack cinched up tight, my balls locked in firing position, my cock swelled tight with a massive urgency. The tight hug of her inner sheath, wrapped around my shaft and spasming wildly, took me over the edge. I could feel the spunk surging up my shaft, and I groaned with pure pleasure as my cock exploded, my spunk blasting out, squirting wildly, splattering her insides. We gasped and moaned as our bodies shook from the force of our climaxes, her pussy spasming wildly, milking greedily, as my throbbing cock squirted every drop of spunk into her, emptying my balls deep inside her burning cunt.

As our climax started to ebb, I pulled out and flopped down next to her, her face a picture of contentment, as we lay close together in the afterglow.

After a few minutes, Liz asked me if we could go out for lunch.

"Jim, let's go out to eat, I'm hungry for more than just sex!" she giggled.

She had a backpack with her, and she pulled out black, lacy panties and bra, and a dress that was definitely not a dowdy preacher's wife outfit. It was dark blue, cut to halfway up her thighs, and clung to her body, outlining her shapely curves. I could feel the lust stirring again.

"So nice to be out and about, to wear something that makes me feel good about myself. My poor husband might have a heart attack if he saw his good little wifey dressed like this, let alone getting the fucking I need so much!" she finished, with a laugh.

Soon, we were seated in my favorite neighborhood diner, the "Five Spot", it's set up like a 1950's eatery, but the food is far from greasy spoon fare. We ordered then Liz sat back with a satisfied sigh.

"Ah, when your stiff, hard cock is deep inside me, and I feel you exploding, the jetting and squirting as your prick pumps your horny load into me, feels like heaven, you don't know how much I needed good, hard fucking. My husband, being the god-fearing type, wants to channel his baser instincts into the work of the lord, I'm lucky if I get it once every few months. And lucky is just a relative term, it's always a totally dark, lights out, missionary style, two-minute fuck. I barely have time to start warming up before he grunts, and his cock squirts his lust into me. He, being the typical male, rolls over and is asleep in a minute, so my fingers and my dildo finish the job that he very clumsily started."

"Geez, it sounds like he almost doesn't have a cock!" I said, amazed that this gorgeous, shapely lady could be denied a healthy, lust-filled sex life.

"Preachers may have cocks, but the instinct for a real marriage, full of no holds barred, solid, passionate fucking, is something beyond his ability, it seems. He's so focused on God, and his idea that he's going to go to heaven. I could show him heaven in bed, he wouldn't have to wait for some imaginary heaven after death if he'd do what a good husband should do. I was getting relief from my fingers, a good hard dildo, and my imagination, just relief, not sexual fulfillment."

We trailed off our conversation as our food arrived, and we ate quickly, I had the feeling that Liz was eager for more. Just how eager, I found out back at my place, as soon as we were in the door, Liz stripped down, she undid her bra, letting it tumble away from her body, grinning at me as she saw my cock rise up to the sight of her succulent melons, Wearing just her lacy black panties, she knelt in front of me, my pants dropped, and my cock was pointing right at her face.

She licked her lips, then said, "As I said earlier, preachers have cocks too" she said as she licked at my prick, "But nothing like this hard, stiff beauty. I want to swallow your cock, milk at your prick with my lips, then give me all your thick cum to swallow. Let my lips fuck your prick, fill my hungry mouth!"

She opened her lips, slid them down over my shaft, and my cock was swallowed into her tight, wet heaven of sucking. Her wet mouth went up and down my cock, I looked down, and I could see her head of black hair bobbing back and forth, my cock, shiny wet with her spit, appearing then disappearing as her mouth swallowed my cock, over and over. Her lips were clamped tightly around my cock, milking at my shaft, the sensation was making my toes curl with pleasure. She was making little noises of passion around my cock as she sucked me, and I could feel it start to build. She cupped my balls, squeezing gently, eager for the flood of thick spunk. She stopped just as I was on the brink.

Looking up at me, she growled, "Now, get ready baby, fill my mouth, just like I'm a slut, fuck my mouth, feel the grip of my cock sucker lips, and blow your load into your little slut's mouth!"

She took me in again, wildly sucking on my cock, and I went roaring over the edge. I could feel the pulse race up my cock, and I let go, my cock jerking, throbbing and pumping a flood, burning tingles of pleasure racing up and down my cock. Liz kept my cock in her mouth until the last drops had squirted out, then she swallowed me down to the balls, and pulled back, her lips milking tightly, wanting every drop out of my cock. She looked up, her eyes bright, smiling.

"Oh that was so delicious, and I didn't spill a drop! I sure didn't want to, not the way your cum's so tasty!"

I picked her up, and she led me to the bedroom, we fell asleep with her cuddled against my side.

I woke up, blinking my eyes, and saw Liz grinning at me, dressed once again in her clunky pastor's wife dress. I thought she was going to leave, until she smiled, turned on the bedside radio, and started to dance, she started to slowly peel away the dress, smiling as she saw my cock start to take notice. She really knew how to move her body, her hips swaying back and forth as she let the clunky dress fall away from her body. Her ass was almost in my face, the tiny scrap of lacy black panties covering just a small fraction of her cheeks. I saw off to the side, the bra being tossed away, she turned to face me, her hips wiggling, her succulent melons swaying with the movement, as she shimmied those panties off, letting them fall to her feet. My cock was rock hard, and she saw and beckoned me to her.

"Over here, by the mirror" she cooed, "lift me up, and use my cunt for your fucking pleasure."

I did as she asked, I grasped her ass, lifting her up as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I notched against her as I drove it in, enjoying her squeal of pleasure as I filled up her needy pussy. She looked at the mirror image of us joined again.

Liz wriggled around on my prick, she laughed and said, "you're looking at a lady who's finally getting the fucking she deserves!"

Cupping her ass cheeks tightly, I started to lift her up and down, Liz was grunting and sighing with pleasure as I slammed in, over and over. The radio was still on, and we did a combination of dancing and fucking through the bedroom and out into the living room.

I could feel the stirring, my balls getting ready to let go. Liz was grunting and told me in language that a pastor's wife would not normally use, to let her have it.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, every time, it's feels so good", Liz panted, "Ram it to me, Jim! Fuck me, I want to feel that beautiful cock squirting in me again! I want your hot load deep inside my horny fuck-hole, give it to me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

I could feel my cock reaching for it, then the familiar jerk, swelling tight with a massive urgency.

"Oh yeah, your cock is so big, I'm gonna cum again!" Liz gasped, "cum with me Jim, let that load go, fill my burning cunt, cum with me, cum, cum, yes, yes, yes, YES!"

Her howl of climax brought on the explosion, as I blew another thick load into her fiery fuck-hole, our bodies shaking in the climax, her eager tightness sucking out every drop.

Later, as she was again dressed again in her dowdy outfit, she grinned at me.

"Everyone sees the good little pastor's wifey, but what would they think if they knew that the good little wifey spent the day fucking and sucking a lover, and is going home with another man's cum in my pussy? I can feel it deep inside, I'm going home like a good little wifey, with a cunt full of another man's sperm, and it makes me feel so fucking horny, I'm gonna masturbate like crazy tonight! Can I come by tomorrow, I'll have a surprise for you!"

"Baby, I'll be eagerly waiting for you!"

Liz was back at Noon the next day, and she told me what she wanted.

"I want to put that bearskin rug to good use, just like the bride you photographed. I'm going to do a striptease, and I want it on film, so I can see how hot and fuckable I am, how fuckable you showed me that I am!"

Oh, this should be good. She was on the rug, wearing the dowdy dress, her hair in a non-flattering bun. As the camera shutter clicked, she freed her hair, and she slowly stripped off the dress, and as I got the full effect, my cock became rock hard. Under that dowdy dress Liz was wearing, she was wearing a flame red tanga style panty, that had a sheer, see-thru tanga style bottom that didn't even cover half her ass. The waistband was merely a fine ribbon of red, that laced at the side, undo the bows, and it would just fall away. Her pussy was just barely covered by a thin panel of see-thru red fabric. She had on a matching flame-red garter belt, matching bra, that was in a demi-cup style, leaving the tops of her breasts, down to her nipples, uncovered. She also had on a pair of jet black stockings, and she was wearing stiletto heels, the whole package exploded the good little pastor's wifey image completely. Smiling with pure lust, she slid her bra off, her nipples stiff and reddened, she ran her fingers over her hard nipples, letting out sighs of pleasure as she felt the zings shoot straight to her cunt. Giving the camera another look of wanton lust, she undid the bows and the sexy wisp of her panties fluttered down to her feet. She had shaved, and her bare, smooth-shaven pussy drove my cock up to maximum extension.

Grinning at the obvious bulge, she cooed, "I thought you'd like to see my naked, smooth-shaven pussy. Knowing that you would be the one to see my tight little pussy in all its glory, made me feel so fucking hot and horny, shaving last night! If you want to get naked too Jim, I'd enjoy that very much!"

No need to ask twice, in a moment, I was bare ass, giving my aroused cock the space it needed. She gave my cock a look of desire, she dropped to her knees and leaned back, her body slithering back and forth. She straightened up again, then she lay back, spreading her legs wide for me. She grinned as she produced her dildo.

"Film me fucking my cunt Jim, film me giving myself the pleasure that my husband doesn't have in him!"

She slid the head of the dildo up and down her lips, letting her pouring juices lube it up, then, she notched it against her, and let out a growl of pleasure as she pushed hard, burying the entire seven inches in with one thrust. She pulled it back out and buried it again. As the camera clicked, Liz set to work, fucking herself furiously, the dildo ramming into Liz's creamy center over and over as her fingers teased and tickled at her clit.

"Fuck, yes, so fucking good, gonna, gonna cum, yes, yes, yes, oh fuck YES!"

Her voice rose to a shriek as she stiffened, then her body started vibrating, she let out another loud howl, and her hips thrust up and down, fucking herself wildly while her orgasm crashed into her, her cries of climax filling my studio while I clicked away, my cock rock hard.

Pulling the dildo out, she gasped, "Get my cunt on film, my cunt that's just been dildo fucked!"

I quickly positioned the camera and got that sexy shot, her lips flared out, the dewy inner pinkness glistening.

She whispered huskily, "Yeah, just like that sexy bride you filmed, what was her name?"

I managed to croak out "Renee."

"Renee, such a sexy name, did the sexy bride you filmed want you to fuck her after she'd played with herself?" At my nod, she grinned and continued, "Did you enjoy ramming your cock into her golden-haired pussy?"

As I answered yes, she continued, "Excellent because that's what I want now. And after you fuck me, I want you to take a picture of my cunt filled with your load. I'm sure the bride didn't want that shot of her golden-haired cunt filled with your spunk since the pictures were for her husband, but since these pictures are only for myself, I want to see my cunt, freshly fucked and filled with your load! Fuck me now Jim, I'm still as horny and hot as hell!"