Maria is my wife. We dated for almost 18 months before we got married. During that year and a half, we quickly learned that we both had an insatiable appetite for sex. Since puberty hit me, I have had to ejaculate at least twice a day just to keep comfortable. When I fail to do so, almost without fail I will awake in the middle of the night from an erotic dream, the sheets of my bed smeared with my warm, nocturnal cum. Maria routinely pursues orgasms in clusters.
Maria is adorable. She was the Homecoming Queen in High School. Her mother's ancestry is from Europe and her father's from the Pacific Islands, making her golden skin and facial features enchanting. She is a slender 5-8 with coal black hair, smoldering brown eyes, and a smile that befriends anyone she meets. Her figure includes long legs and amazing, 36c breasts with large, dark nipples that not only sit high on her breasts, but also appear to be forever aroused with that firm, erect, eye-catching poke.
Maria and I love to fuck. Most of my buddies complain that their wives don't fuck often enough. Maria and I have the opposite problem. We fuck too often! Sometimes the frequency means we get a little stale and bored with the routine.
So to combat the complacency and borderline boredom, we started playing naughty games a few years ago. These games started out as private romps with a touch of risk like fucking on the hotel elevator or a blowjob in the movie theater or mutual masturbation while idling in the fast-food drive-through.
When we migrated to the point of forbidden pleasures, it was Maria who led the way. Not that I argued or put up a fight of course. But it is important to me for my readers to understand that these experiences are not instigated by an insensitive husband exploiting his wife. These experiences have been shared adventures that are as much or more the ideas of Maria as they are mine.
------The Preacher------
...THURSDAY MORNING...
Maria's naked body settled into a post-orgasmic cuddle on top of me. My hard cock, just moments removed from a good-morning cum shot, was still balls deep in her pussy. She squirmed with a familiar wiggle that I knew was her effort to grind her clit against my dick as she chased one, last orgasm. I smiled as I felt her sweet body tense up and her tight, married pussy clench around my cock so that I could feel her swollen clit pulsating. She moaned as she rode my cock to orgasm for the umpteenth time.
A few minutes later, she rolled off of me, making sure to move slow enough and spread her legs wide enough to expel her warm creampie on my slick cock and balls. It was her way of saying "thank you."
"I love you, babe" I said as I smiled up at her.
"I love you too" she cooed as she slid out of bed and walked toward the shower.
Once she had the water running and warmed up, I joined her in the shower. I admired the view of her jiggling, wet, amazing tits as she used both hands to scrub the shampoo into her hair. After she rinsed her hair, she playfully soaped up my semi-erect cock as she giggled, "M-m-m... someone is happy to see me."
She tightened her grip and smoothed her sudsy hand along my cock. "Are you up for a game this afternoon?"
With my eyes rolling back in my head I could only offer a mono-syllabic "mhm".
"Okay" she said, "what time can you be home?"
"Is four o'clock okay?"
She tugged a little harder on my cock as she countered, "Make it three. I will make it worth your time." I felt her hands let go of my now rock-hard cock and slide up my chest to my face, turning my gaze to look down into her sweet, puppy-dog, brown eyes. "We better save that for later." And with that, she bounced out of the shower signaling that our morning playtime was over.
As I took care of business that morning and early afternoon, my mind drifted off several times to what Maria might be up to. We took turns coming up with the ideas and laying the plans for our games. I had absolutely no clue what her mind was conjuring up for our afternoon. The unknown was part of the excitement.
...THURSDAY AFTERNOON...
When I arrived home, it was not quite 3pm. Maria greeted me as I walked in the house, giving me a view of her wearing a sweater that clearly revealed that she was braless. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans that dared the eyes to explore the lines of her ass. As we kissed, my hands cupped her ass and squeezed, moving over the denim in a search for any evidence of panties. She giggled, knowing exactly what I was doing, and playfully bubbled at me, "nothing under there either."
I was horny enough to fuck her right then. But, I knew we had a game to play that would make it exponentially better if I would just be patient and play along. "So, were are we going?" I asked her.
Her eyes brightened as she answered, "We have a 4pm counseling appointment with the Preacher of Main Street Baptist Church."
Her introduction jerked my mind to attention. "Counseling appointment with a preacher?" I echoed with a questioning tone.
"Yep" she chirped. "I made a few calls today until I found a pastor who would fit our game. He thinks we are a married couple who is having sexual intimacy problems. I told him that I feel like you don't seem to be interested in me."
I laughed out loud and said, "Damn, Maria, that's a tough role to act out!"
With a sparkle in her eye she said, "Oh, I am sure you will be able to handle the role once you see our plan unfolding."
"And what plan is that, babe?"
"Well, by the time we are done with him, we are going to have a threesome with him!" Her eyes were alive with excitement as we got in sync with our vision of what we wanted to do. With our minds linked up, we got in the car and drove to the church.
We found the church, parked the car, and walked into the church office, playing the part of total strangers seeking marriage counseling. The secretary warmly greeting me and then gave Maria a cold stare, communicating disapproval at Maria's choice of clothing. I acted as if I were oblivious to it all.
A few minutes later, the pastor emerged from his office and came to greet us. He appeared to be in his early thirties with a beach boy appearance with his wavy, blonde hair and casual attire. As we stood to meet him, I watched as he tried to keep his eyes out of trouble, but Maria was just way too good of a view to miss. His eyes quickly bounced over her body, no doubt taking a quick inventory of the fact she was braless and hot. He introduced himself to us as "Pastor Nick" and invited us into his office.
As we sat down on a couch at the side of his desk, I noticed that his desk was absent of any family pictures, something Maria had long ago taught me to look for when first calibrating our timing and pace for the game.
Pastor Nick asked about our church history and then a few questions about our marriage history. Maria did most of the talking, staying in character with the over-eager wife as I did my best to appear to be a disinterested husband.
Maria was animated and vibrant, waving her hands and literally bouncing on the couch as she gave Pastor Nick an overview of her concerns. She made sure to keep her tits jiggling while also fanning her legs open and shut in a way that allowed her tight jeans to give Pastor Nick an idea of her sexy legs.
After Maria had expertly set the stage for Pastor Nick, he asked me a few questions, motioning for Maria to be quiet and give me a chance to speak.
He asked me, "Do you understand what Maria is saying here, Jim?"
