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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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As I am sure you are all aware A Vicars life is pretty mundane. As a Vicar I don’t often get invited to parties, lads weekends in Benidorm or even movie nights at the local porn cinema, all I usually get is a cup of tea at the old folks home, the odd funeral here and there and the highlight of my year judging the cake competition at the local fete. If it’s a rock and roll lifestyle your after then join the Scientologists. Anyway the upside of being a total non-persona when it comes to these things is that some people tell you their widest fantasies and their deepest, darkest secrets. That’s how this experience began.
I had known John and Sue (not their real names) since I moved to the chapel about 8 months before. They were a couple in their late 50’s. John was a little portly and Sue was a lady who had given birth to 3 children. They had both worked for many years and seemed a little tired. They were friendly, personable and quiet. We had spent a cold miserable winter trying to raise funds for a boiler repair that once the part was bought John was going to fit it for free. Finally, the part arrived and I opened the chapel for John to do his work. Down in the basement he was happy enough, making conversation about the local rugby team whilst stripping the boiler down.
“They have that Full back Roberts”
“Oh yes John, I know him. He is quick”
“He is” John agreed before changing the subject. “Can I ask you something Vicar?”
“Of course,”
“Do you think its wrong for a married couple to have sex with another person?”
“I’m sorry” I thought I must have misheard but he repeated the question.
“Do you think that it’s wrong for a married couple to have sex with another person?”
“I’m not sure, Why do you ask?”
“Well me and Sue have both had lovers over the last few years. It was Sue’s idea. Anyway one day we were in bed and she was touching me and trying to get me to..well you know? But I couldn’t so she started talking to me about one of the players at the rugby club. Told me what she wanted him to do to her and what she wanted me to do with him. I got so turned on, well lets just say she was happy”
I was taken aback. Obviously, I’m used to discussing relationship issues with people but he was so blatant that I didn’t know what to say.
“So Sue told me to ask you if you wouldn’t mind popping round one night this week because she wants to talk with you about it”
I was not sure but I agreed. Its my role to offer support after all, though I had no idea what I was going to do.
John carried on fixing the boiler and no more was said until he had done when we agreed I would go to their house after dinner on Thursday evening, in 2 days time.
I worried, I prayed, I read articles. I prayed some more. The Bible says adultery is wrong but if its both partners together? After all we are not living in medieval times. Society has moved on, our beliefs have evolved and in my mind the church should serve its people, not tell them how to live.
Thursday arrived. I worried all day bumbling my through my duties and not really noticing much of anything. Dinner came and went I had a sandwich and pot of tea and at 8pm promptly I had walked up the short driveway of John and Sues and knocked on the door.
A porchlight came on. I took a deep breath as I heard the key turning in the lock and as the door opened it revealed John stood in a white lace bra, panties, suspender belt and heels with black fishnet stockings.
“Ah Vicar. I hoped it was you. Do come in” He beckoned me through the threshold and after I entered, he closed the door behind me. “Drink?” he enquired happily showing me to the lounge.
“Errmm”
“Here, have a glass of red” he handed me a generous amount of wine in a glass.
“Sue will be down in a second”
I sat, glass of wine in my hand. I kept my gaze on the glass but found myself glancing towards John who was sat happily with his own glass of wine. After a few moments I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, the lounge door opened again and in walked Sue as naked as the day she was born. I looked at her. Salt and pepper hair pulled back into a ponytail creating an almost perfect hairline above her blue shadowed eyes. Her nose a little lost in her slightly plump face and large red made up lips that were formed into a cheeky smile. She had her arms by her side and her ample breasts hung to each side over her wonderfully natural pale tummy. The darkness of her erect nipples contrasting with the milkyness of her skin. She had no visible pubic hair and had a little redness where I guess she had recently shaved. Her thighs were almost touching as she stood and there were little hints of vein in her legs.
“Oh Vicar” she said “Thank you for coming. I told John that you would. Now we need your help”
“Im sorry” I said “I really don’t understand why you have you asked me here”
“Not yet Vicar” she replied but you will. “Vicar John is a sissy. He has a small cock and doesn’t satisfy me”
I saw John nod his head.
“I have needs Vicar. I need to stay married to my husband. I need to be happy and I need to be satisfied. That’s why you are here”
She walked towards me. I was in a daze but I must admit I had a slight tingle in my groin. Sue had the body of a middle aged woman and it was gloriously honest, naturally beautiful and as real as creation itself. It was a sharp frost on a winter morning and the pink sunset on a summer evening rolled into one. She knelt at my feet, took the glass from my hand and placed it on the table next to me.
“Now Vicar” she said gleefully “Lets show this sissy what a real man looks like”
She put her hand to my crotch, looked at her husband and they both smiled. She felt for and found the zip of my trousers and I did nothing but hold my breath as she pulled it down, reached her hand inside and tried to release my manhood. She struggled for a few seconds before looking at me.
“Would you mind standing up for me Vicar?” As though in a trance I did. I was surprised to feel that I had already become hard and my penois was sticking out proudly, pushing the material of my trousers for all to see. Sue unfastened my belt and then the clasp of my trousers and they fell away to my knees. She then pulled my underpants down and smiled again. She licked her lips, looked at her husband and simply said
“Yes”
Her lips opened and I felt the warm wetness of her mouth envelop me. I almost fell and had to brace my knees. I had not known what to expect but this had never occurred to me. I felt he tongue flick the head of my engorged penis and opened my eyes long enough to see John sat smiling and touching himself through his panties, he was obviously excited too. Sue released me from her mouth and asked me to sit again. I did. She unfastened my shoes and too those and my socks off. She pulled my trousers and underpants over my ankles and feet and I was left just in my shirt and collar.
“John come here” she ordered. John rose and walked over. He knelt beside his wife. “This is what a real mans cock looks like” she told him. “Now you know what you must do”
She held the tip of my manhood in one hand and with her other hand she guided her husband’s mouth onto me. I closed my eyes. I wanted to object. This surely was wrong but his mouth closed around me and he started to suck, slowly. His wife letting his head rise before she pushed it back down. Over and over. I just laid back and enjoyed the sensation. John stopped and I opened my eyes. I watched as they both moved closer. John over my left thigh, Sue over my right. They were both holding me and they began to share me. Both of them moving their tongues up and down my shaft, as they reached the top their tongues would touch and they would kiss and then one or other would take me into their mouths again for a few seconds before restarting. My shaft was sicky wet with a mixture of both their saliva and my pre cum more than once I just wanted them to carry on exactly as they were for a few more seconds as I felt I was going to explode onto them but they were expert at this and soon changed technique so I didn’t. Sue stopped and let John carry on on his own. I watched as she rolled her nipples between her thumb and her forfinger. They grew and stood out proudly before she then moved her fingers down to her own sex. I looked at her face when she first touched herself and saw the muscles around her eyes spasm, she was obviously enjoying this. She moved her hand around between her legs and I heard her gasp. Her movements became quicker and quicker. I could hear her wetness and wanted to taste it.
“John stop” I ordered. He did and I could see was taken aback and concerned. I smiled. “Just wait” I told him.
Looking at Sue I moved forward to the edge of the chair my buttocks sticking slightly to the leather.
“Come here” I said beckoning her with my finger. She was also confused. “Stand in front of me” I instructed. She stood and stood where I pointed. I put my hand to her breast. I caught her nipple and gently tweaked it. She gasped. I tweaked it again, a little harder this time and had a louder gasp. I moved my hand to her inner thigh and gently brushed my fingers upwards towards her sex. She opened her legs and I traced my fingers around her wet vagina. I moved from the chair and lay on my back, on the floor.
“Come sit here” I told her putting my thumbs to my shoulders. She sat on my chest, legs wide, her thigs touching my ears. I pulled her closer. I could garner the faint smell of the sweetness of her moisture as I kissed and tasted her for the first time, licked her gently and then inserted my tongue into her vagina. It was musky and sweet. It was warm and I could feel a little of her wetness on my chin.
“John suck my cock” I said as I continued.
I felt John around my legs and felt his hand grab me gently as I carried on working on his wife’s pussy. As I felt his mouth around me, I sucked her pussy harder and inserted my tongue deeper. I looked up and saw her eyes were closed, she was rocking backwards and forwards slightly, a little smile on her lips and her breasts hanging down beautifully moving with her. I switched my gaze and looked deep inside her. Her pussy was wide open, glistening with her own juices. I stopped with my tongue and reached up with my hands. I slowly inserted a finger inside her. I began to move it in and out gradually increasing in pace as her wetness moistened my hand. I could still feel John sucking my cock, gently playing with my balls. Licking the area between my anus and ball sack. As I slipped a second finger inside I felt her stiffen and she then began to move in unison with me. She was sweating a little and began to move harder and harder to towards my hand. A third finger joined the other two and she gasped and moaned in pleasure.
“Yes, fuck me Vicar, Fuck me harder, fuck, fuck, yes” and I did as requested.
My rhythm increased and just as my arm and shoulder began to burn she arched her back. I was almost using her pussy as a boxing training speed bag and as I pulled my hand away and she squirted and screeched.
“Don’t stop” she begged.
I put my hand back against her and rubbed her vulva, frigging her with my finger tips, She put her arms on the floor as she bucked and squirted some more, she drenched me, my shirt and collar, the carpet and herself as gush after gush came with gasp after gasp and spasm after spasm. I eventually stopped and realised John had too.
We both lay there for a good 30 seconds. Her buttocks on my now soaking shirt and her drenched wit hr own juice and sweat. She stood, wiped her brow and looked at her husband.
“It’s the Vicars turn now” she muttered.
I went to rise.
“No Vicar stay where you are, John get him some cushions and a towel”
John took the cushions off the sofa and a towel from behind it. “You just wait there a minute Vicar” Sue instructed before sitting at the front of the chair.
She looked at her husband “You know what you must do now” she told im before laying back with her legs spread n the air. John knelt in front of her and started to lick the moisture from the thighs, he then pushed her leg further back and cleaned it from her anus before finally cleaning her pussy. It must have taken two or three minutes and I watched intently as he made faces of disgust and Sue grabbed his hair and forced his mouth around her body.
She let go of his hair “Good Sissy” she told him. “Now go make The Vicar ready again”
John did as he was told. With Sue stood over us both, he took me in his mouth again, making sure I was hard.
“Enough” Sue instructed and he moved his head, held my shaft and watched as his wife guided herself onto me. I felt myself enter her and she was still surprisingly wet. She leaned forward put her hands on my shoulders and began to ride me. Every so often she would lean forward and we would kiss. Deep kisses, our saliva and tongues touching and exchanging tastes. She began to rock harder, quicker. John was sucking my balls and every now and again she would release me and he would clean me, taking her juices and my pre cum before he inserted me back in her. I could feel the momentum building. I knew it was on its way. My legs began to stiffen and my hand began to bang against the floor. They both must have known too that I was on the brink and then I came, the sweet release. As she rocked I spurted and it was glorious. I grabbed her and held her in place thrusting in and out of her as I felt the joy of unadulterated freedom.
I was spent.
I was still hard and still inside her. I could feel the warm wetness of my cum as its gently ran out of her onto my own body. She moved off me and sat back on the chair. Her legs lifted into the air. John began to clean me. I watched as his tongue sought out and found all of my cum. From the head of my cock, between my legs, he even pushed my legs back and cleansed my anus. Once he was satisfied, he went and lay below where Sue was.
She stood and I watched as she placed herself above him and our juices began to leak from her. John caught it in his mouth and then Sue lowered herself onto him. He cleaned her everywhere again. Once they were both satisfied she was clean Sue said “Ok. You can now” and we both watched as John wanked himself, very quickly he came into his hand and licked his hand clean.
“Oh Vicar” Sue said “Look at the state of your shirt”
And that was the beginning of a monthly meeting. It has progressed a little since.
We are a little more relaxed about things now and if anybody else asks “Do you think its wrong for a married couple to have sex with another person?” then my answer is definitely no.
Hope you enjoyed it.
V x
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