Warning: This story contains depictions of taboo subjects, sexual acts and difficult sexual adult situations that some people may find offensive. If you are offended by such things, please do not read. This is a story of fiction and is meant for adult (+18) sexual entertainment and enjoyment only. I do not condone, encourage nor approve of such sexual acts. The scenes depicted in this story are entirely fantasy, all characters are +18 and do not relate to any people or events in real life.
Writer's note: It may be of benefit if you please read Chapters 1, 2 & 3 of "Church Fete" before reading this chapter.
Previously:
The Vicar of the Parish had been on his way to pay the church roof fund into the bank, along the way he had encountered a young couple fornicating by the river bank and, despite his guilt and shame he had remained and watched them fuck. Moreover, Robert was unable to resist the temptation to jerk off as he watched the passionate lovemaking. But to Robert's consternation, upon returning to his bike he discovered the money gone and then received a text message telling him that his disgusting act had been recorded.
After returning home, Robert had confided in his wife and Susan and told her the whole truth. It was just the opportunity Susan needed to introduce Robert to the hedonistic lifestyle that she had now adopted, thanks to encouragement from Mr & Mrs Johnson. Susan had convinced Robert to visit the Johnson's where Mike and Julie had outlined the conditions on how they would 'help' Robert and Susan. A very reluctant Robert had instructed Susan to remove her blouse for a set amount of money. But now -- Robert realised that things were going to get a lot more serious. Mike had offered them a Thousand pound if Robert and Susan removed all their clothes.
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Church Fete - Chap 4
Robert glanced over at his wife, still unable to believe he could agree to put her through such a disgusting and humiliating situation.
"Very well." Offered Robert with a loud sigh. "We'll ... get naked." He added.
Mike growled lowly. "Tell her." Said Mike and Julie in unison pointing at Susan.
Robert winced and took another deep breath before looking directly at his wife. "Susan. Take ... let Mike remove your clothes. We ... we are all going to be naked." He added dejectedly.
Mike did not need an invitation, and neither did Julie. As Mike's hands deftly undid Susan's skirt, Julie went about removing Robert's cassock. This was easier said than done, as it was a one piece that had to be lifted over his head. In the end, Julie surmised that it was easier for her to let Robert remove it, while she watched.
Julie was keen to see what Robert was packing, having been told by Susan that he was nowhere near as big as Mike's cock. It didn't matter to Julie, Cock was cock and a small one had one huge advantage. It meant she could take it all the way in her mouth and down her throat.
Once the cassock was removed, and Robert was stood there in just his underpants -- Julie pushed him gently so that he sat back down. Then grabbing the hem of his underpants, Julie slowly started to peel them down his legs, exposing what Julie now realised was still a reasonably sized cock.
"Oh. Dear God. What am I doing?" lamented Robert ruefully.
The warm air wafted over Robert's cock, and it twitched involuntarily. Robert felt it and immediately blushed with shame and guilt. Other than his wife, no other woman had seen his dick and now he felt completely embarrassed and extremely uncomfortable. Quickly he lifted his hands up to cover his member, but Julie saw him and gave him a light tap on his hands as an indication he needed to remove them.
Meanwhile, Mike was making short work of Susan's dress and Susan herself could hardly contain herself as she now sat there in the long white stockings and suspender belt that Julie had told her to wear.
"Fucking hell." Exclaimed Mike, genuinely turned on by the sight of Susan in stockings.
Robert and Julie both stopped to look, and Julie too let out a low moan of appreciation. Robert's response however was a lot more primeval and basic, when his cock twitched and became visibly 'firmer'. Much to Julie's delight.
"Your wife is fucking gorgeous, Robert. How come you're not fucking her hard every night?" asked Mike sounding a little incredulous.
Robert was again about to reply when Susan abruptly called out. "Oh God Robert. Are you going to let him talk to me in that disgusting way? Tell him to stop Robert." She insisted.
"Now it's our turn." Added Julie with a laugh. "Robert. Help me take my dress off." She demanded, turning her back to Robert and gesturing at the zip. Robert was no novice at unzipping a dress of course, and yet he hesitated -- realising that this was perhaps the first time he had done it to any woman other than his wife.
As the dress fell to the floor, Julie piped up. "Might as well unhook my bra while you're there Robert and then you can all see my tits." She announced.
Again, Robert hesitantly unhooked the bra -- this time having a little more difficulty in doing so. Robert's hands visibly shook as the enormity of what he was doing finally hit him. He was naked, he was undressing a woman that was not his wife while his own wife was being forced to undress another man.
Robert glanced over at his wife, and saw that she was now knelt in between Mike's legs and was unbuckling his belt. Robert was a little taken aback, since he did not recall instructing her to kneel between Mike's legs. Robert couldn't see Susan's face but it seemed to him that her reticence was waning and his heart sank at the realisation.
Guilt and shame slammed into him, as the severity of what they were being made to do hit him. Through his own foolishness and weakness of his flesh -- they were being degraded and corrupted, and forced into doing these wicked things just to gain back the money he had lost.
Had Robert seen his wife's face -- he would have seen it covered with pleasure and anticipation, as she licked her lips lasciviously at Mike. Ever since she had first been fucked by Mike, Susan had secretly fantasised about once more having his lovely cock in her mouth and in her cunt. She craved it, and even masturbated to the thought almost daily.
With her bra undone, Julie quickly slipped it down her arms and then turned to face Robert, her hands holding her tits in place until -- with a loud whoop, she let go and let her tits all and bounce in front of him. Robert tried hard not to stare, but he couldn't help but watch -- and with a shiver it reminded him of how Debbie's tits had jiggled when he watched her fornicating. While he masturbated while watching her, he recalled feeling the guilt and disgust return.
As Robert stared, Julie jiggled her tits causing them to bounce deliciously, and Robert realised that they were quite a bit bigger than his own wife's. Until that moment, Robert had not thought size to be important, since to his mind they're only function was to deliver milk to a child. And yet, as Robert continued to stare -- he could not deny that there was something quite appealing about them.
Suddenly, Susan yelled out. "Oh God No, Mr Johnson. That's ... that's just disgusting. Oh my goodness, I couldn't possibly do that and not with ... THAT." She stifled a giggle as she pointed to Mike's semi hard cock.
