Chapter 7
Dorrie returned to the church the next afternoon and each afternoon for the next two weeks. Every afternoon, the young Minister fucked her or introduced her to a new variation of sexual exercise.
Only briefly had Masters had to wrestle with his conscience. He soon convinced himself that what he was doing was actually for Dome's own benefit! He would not deny that he was getting fantastic pleasure out of the effort; however, it was better for Dorrie to be broken into sex with a kind and gentle teacher rather than by some young stud who would only be interested in getting his own rocks off!
Not that Masters wasn't getting his rocks off. He hadn't fucked this much since the early days of his marriage. And he had never fucked anyone as beautiful or as willing to try new and exciting things as Dorrie was. She was eager to try out every new position that he suggested, and after almost no coaxing at all on his part, she quickly learned how to suck him off.
After the first blow job, Dorrie seemed to want to suck on his cock at every opportunity. She would lick and suck and nibble on his rigid dick until he could not stand it any longer, and he would then fuck her wildly.
On the third day of their trysts, Dorrie had asked him to screw her from behind. She seemed to know the position to kneel in, and after stripping off her shorts and tank top in the Minister's office, she slipped down to the thick carpet in front of his sofa. Kneeling with her ass well elevated in front of the man, she lowered her luscious boobs to the floor and opened her legs in lascivious invitation.
"Can we try it this way today?" she asked with a coy, pleading look in her beautiful eyes. Somehow, the beautiful young woman managed to look both wanton and demure at the same time. She wiggled her ass and open pussy as she looked back over her shoulder.
Masters didn't reply to her question in words. Instead, he finished stripping off his own clothes and dropped to his knees behind the girl. His cock was rigid from the minute Dorrie walked into the study, and now he brought it directly into play.
Gripping Dorrie's ass cheeks with his palms and fingers, he pulled them further apart and angled his cock directly into position against her pussy lips. The pouting lips caressed the tip of his prick as he moved gently into position and slipped it just inside the already soaked opening.
With his cock in position, Masters released the girl's ass and leaned forward to grab a dangling tit in each hand. He simultaneously squeezed each tit while pulling back slightly on the girl's body and shoving forward with his crotch. The action completely buried his prick to the hilt inside Dorrie. The combination of the thrust by Masters and the position of Dome's body served to make this penetration into the trembling young woman the most complete and deepest possible. Now Dorrie knew exactly how Linda had felt as Matt slammed into her upturned pussy in exactly this same position!
Just thinking about Matt and Linda fucking doggie-style at the same time that she was getting fucked doggie-style was enough to trigger Dome's first orgasm. She shoved her ass backward to engulf more and more of the invading shaft as the waves of sensation rocked over her and she buried her face deeper in the carpet. Masters did not seem to notice the girl's cumming as he slammed his rock-hard prick into the hot, steaming cunt. Slipping his hands back to grasp the girl's hips, he held her rigidly into position and pumped into her cunt.
Pulling his penis almost out of her crack, back to the point where the big, purple knob was almost uncovered, he would reverse his motion and slam it forward all the way into the girl. Over and over again, he pounded into the beautiful young woman. As he relentlessly fucked her, his hands kneaded the flesh of her ass and upper thighs.
Dorrie was nearly delirious with pleasure. After she came the first time-just after Masters had shoved inside her-she kept cumming and cumming. Every few strokes into her hot, grasping pussy brought a new orgasm that would rock the beautiful young woman, and she would try to slam her ass back harder.
Through the haze of her delightful cumming and her tingling pussy sensations, Dorrie focused hard and concentrated on the wonderful cunt muscles and thought of squeezing and tightening them and sucking down on the slamming pussy pleaser shoving inside her. To her own surprise, she felt her cunt rhythmically closing down and grasping the man's prick as it reached its maximum penetration. As Masters' cock reached its deepest point, her cunt would squeeze down and seem to try to hold on, as if reluctant to let it slip away.
To the man kneeling behind her and reaming her with all his might, it seemed suddenly as if
Dome's pussy was sucking his prick just the way her wonderful mouth did!
This new sensation was too much for the minister. With a last shove, he buried his dick as deeply as he could in the girl and felt his hot cum explode into her depths. Even though Dorrie had tried to shove back against his thrusts, the force of his exertions pushed her forward to lie fully against the floor. Masters collapsed on top of her. His prick was still deep inside and continued to spurt short, hot jets of cum as Dome's spasming cunt milked his rigid member.
For a long time, they lay locked together, front to back on the study floor with the man's dick between them. At last, Masters managed to roll off the girl and lay looking up at the ceiling.
Alice was pleasantly surprised with the sudden change in Dorrie. After spending most of the summer in a moody funk, the girl had suddenly perked up. She was now bubbly and full of energy. Her eyes sparkled and the beautiful nymph virtually radiated as she bustled around the house and swimming pool. Every afternoon, she seemed to want to rush out to her new summer past-time of helping out at the neighborhood church. Alice was overjoyed at the turn-around.
When Alice asked about the church, Dorrie explained vaguely that she and Reverend Masters were going over old Church records and things. Dorrie seemed to be helping him organize and sort old papers and books.
"It's really kinda boring," Dorrie stated, "but it's fun to be able to talk with Jon-I mean Reverend Masters," she stammered. Alice did not pick up on the slip of the tongue.
At the end of Dorrie's second week of "work" at the church, Alice decided to stop in for a surprise visit. Dorrie had promised to do some shopping for her father later in the day, but she had forgotten to take along the list of items he needed. So Alice decided to surprise the busy church-workers with some freshly baked cookies and drop off the forgotten list.
When she arrived at the church, she saw Dorrie's Mustang convertible and the Reverend's car alone in the church parking lot. They appeared to have the large building to themselves. Since the vestibule was never locked, Alice let herself into the church and made her way around the back toward Masters' study. The hallways were carpeted and hushed, so Alice's entrance was silent.
Alice was somewhat puzzled to find the study door locked, since she thought that this would be where he and Dorrie would be working. Also, she could never remember the door having been locked, even when no one was present. She started to turn away, but heard something that stopped her.
There were faint sounds coming from inside the study. A steady, rhythmic slapping sound was accompanied by heavy breathing and low moans. Alice had heard these lovely sounds too many times-usually in her own bed-to mistake them. Jon Masters had someone in his study, and he was fucking her! Sudden insight made Alice smile.
Of course, she thought. That explains the locked door. He didn't want Dorrie to burst in on him and his lover in the middle of the act! He must have sent Dorrie off on some errand or something. She quietly slipped out of the church and started toward her own car.
Alice had parked to the side of the church, away from the other two cars. As she started to open her car door, she hesitated.
On this side of the church, there was a window in the minister's study, and as Alice looked in that direction, she could see that the shades were not drawn. Normally, she would never have thought of peeping or of invading anyone's privacy-especially when she knew what they would be doing. In this case, however, there was a nagging worry and a concern for her daughter that drew Alice to the window.
The study window was shaded by shrubs so that Alice was not immediately visible to the occupants of the room. As if they would be looking out the window right now anyway! When Alice's eyes became adjusted to the dim light in the room, she could clearly see a couple kneeling on the study carpet and vigorously fucking doggie-style. Masters' back and right side were toward the window, so Alice could clearly see the naked man's ass as he pumped into the woman's body. The woman faced away from the window at a slight angle, so Alice had a good view of her right side. She was kneeling with her ass pressed back into Masters' groin. Her chest and face were pressed into the rug; however, the long honey blonde hair was unmistakable. Moments later, the woman turned her face toward her right side, and looked back toward her lover. Alice could clearly see Dorrie's beautiful face twisted with lust and abandon as she whispered to the man fucking her.
As Alice stood frozen to the spot, the couple inside reached their peaks. Masters jerked violently and slammed his cock into the young woman's cunt. Alice could tell by the way his muscles tensed that he was spurting his cum into her daughter's pussy. At the same time, Dorrie appeared to be going wild with ecstasy. She pressed her ass back into the man's thrusts and arched her back even more. Her fists were clenched in the carpet, and her head rocked back and forth. Alice could hear the scream of pleasure through the window as Dome's orgasm ripped through her.
For some reason, Alice continued to be glued to the spot and could not tear herself away. She knew that she should be breaking into the study and confronting the man who was fucking her daughter. However, she found the sight strangely exhilarating! She would never have thought that watching her own daughter get fucked would turn her on, but that was exactly what was happening! Her large nipples were hard as rocks, and they thrust painfully against her tight bra. Her pussy was completely wet, and she was suddenly aware of that special tingling in her crotch that said she was ready for sex.
Meanwhile, the couple inside started to get dressed. Realizing that Dorrie was leaving and that she would not spot her mother's car in the side parking lot, Alice remained where she was standing until she heard the Mustang leave the lot. As she waited, she watched Masters leisurely dress himself. She noted to herself that the young pastor was in good physical condition and that his naked physique would have been enough to turn her on-if the sight of her daughter getting fucked hadn't done it first. While she watched from cover, a plan quickly formed.
Masters looked up as the study door opened, expecting to see Dorrie coming back for something. Instead of Dorrie, Masters was surprised to see her mother enter the study instead. A cold shiver started up the man's spine and jumbled thoughts raced through his mind.
"Come in, Alice. You just missed Dorrie. I sent her home for the day. I've got an appointment downtown and we finished early," he babbled.
In the meantime, Alice Pennington who had already entered the study, ignored the hand he held out to her and seated herself on the sofa. Despite his nervousness, Masters noted that she was dressed very provocatively. A snug, nearly transparent blouse emphasized her large breasts, while the open, low-cut neckline readily revealed her deep cleavage. She was wearing a mid-thigh black skirt which hugged her magnificent ass and upper legs. As she sank onto the sofa and crossed her legs, the skirt rode up even higher and revealed almost all of her long, luscious legs. Masters was sure that he caught a flash of white bikini panty before he forced himself to make eye contact.
"Yes, I'm aware that you've finished," Alice stated calmly. "I just saw Dorrie leaving. And she had a wonderful smile on her face. You all must have had a great session at work today."
"Well, yes I guess that we did," Masters stammered. Then warming to his subject-and thinking that Alice apparently didn't know anything, he continued. "Yes. Dorrie is a wonderful help to me here. We are getting a lot done, and she is a delight to have around."
"Yes, I could see that. Especially through your study window! Did you enjoy fucking my daughter, you son of a bitch?" Alice returned. Throughout the brief conversation, she had remained icily calm. Now her eyes flashed anger at him and a carefully controlled mixture of passion and determination. She would make this man pay. And he would pay in a way that Alice was going to enjoy!
Masters sank back into his office chair in resignation. One look into those eyes had convinced him that denial was useless. Also, pleading or trying to explain that he had Dome's best interests at heart.
Alice continued to stare into his face. "From this point on, you're going to do exactly as I dictate," she said. "Remember that I'm in charge here. I will tell you exactly what you're going to do. Can you imagine what would happen if I told the congregation what I just saw through this window?"
Alice and Masters both knew that Dorrie had not been forced into anything. As a matter-of-fact, she had become, by far, the more aggressive one in these afternoon sex sessions. But, they also knew that this would not be of any help in defending a minister.
"You're right. I'll do exactly as you want. What do I do first?" he asked.
Masters found himself staring at Alice's legs. She had shifted slightly on the couch, and now he could see plainly a small patch of white where her legs joined. The little bit of silk would just be covering the top of her pussy. As a matter-of-fact, he could almost believe that he saw blonde curls around the edge of the silk. He felt his cock start to stir and stiffen.
"First of all, you've had your last piece of Dorrie's ass!" Alice stated flatly. Her voice was still icily calm even though her eyes flashed fire. "Later this afternoon, you are gonna call her at home and tell her that you can't have her helping you here at the church any more. Then you will tell her that you can't have her any more. Period. No more fucking. No more sucking. No more of anything that you two have been doing. You don't have to tell her why. Just call and tell her that it's over. She should find someone her own age to play with. Do you understand me?"
Masters nodded, unable to speak. His stare , was now fixed on the silk patch, the long tanned legs, the promise of the sweet, moist pussy waiting there.
Alice shifted slightly as she talked. She uncrossed her legs as she turned more directly to face the man's chair. And she left her legs parted slightly. The short skirt had ridden higher up on her thighs, until it barely covered anything. She did this without being too obvious as she continued to state her demands. In the meantime, Masters' view was improving immensely. He was treated to a view of the inside of Alice's thighs-long, silky smooth columns of delightful woman flesh-leading in a beautiful pathway directly to her crotch. Her pubic mound was covered by a tightly stretched white bikini panty that was nearly transparent. Through the material, he could see her mound of dark, honey blonde pubic curls pointing down to a dark invitation at the bottom.
"But, before you call Dorrie, I think that I'm going to need you to do a few things for me," Alice continued. "Just remember who is in charge here and what can happen if you fail to follow my every order!"
Masters only nodded.
"Good. Let's cut all the bullshit," Alice responded. "I can see that you're already hard again and ready to fuck. Now stand up and strip."
Masters could not believe his ears. This gorgeous woman was actually ordering him to remove his clothes. In a daze, he stood and started toward the study door to throw the bolt lock.
"Oh, no you don't," Alice stopped him. "Leave it unlocked."
Finally, Masters found his voice and stammered, "But what if someone comes in?"
"Don't worry about somebody catching you. You've already been caught! Once more won't matter," was her sharp reply. Alice knew that the fear of someone walking in on them could work either way on the man. It could totally dampen his ardor, or it could make him even hornier! Either way, she really didn't care. The thrill of danger was really turning her on, and that was all that mattered now. Alice was in command and calling all the shots.
Masters stripped. As she thought-likely, his cock had wilted somewhat, and it was only about half-erect. She could fix that, though. If and when she decided that it was time.
"Now, come over here and strip me," she commanded.
Alice stood up from the sofa and then waited passively as the man unbuttoned her blouse. The big tits surged forward and swayed slightly within the confines of her bra as he slipped the garment down over her shoulders. Reaching behind, he unsnapped the tight band and let the bra drop away. Now her big jugs were freed, and they bounced forward and swayed independently in a wonderful and exciting motion. Already, her nipples jutted forward, eager for attention.
Masters reached up to cup her big tits, but was stopped before he could grasp them. "I said for you to strip me. You don't have permission to play with anything yet!" Alice snapped.
Masters next reached down and released the catches on the snug waistband of her skirt. As he pushed this garment down the beautiful legs, he kept his hands inside the material so that they slipped down over her ass and the outside of her thighs. To slip the skirt down, the man had to kneel, and as he started to rise, his face came within inches of the woman's crotch. He stopped in his motion and stared intently. Alice's skin was tanned a golden bronze. The silk white bikini panty stood in stark contrast and emphasized the narrow waist, the flaring hips drew attention to the point of the vee where her pussy waited. Masters could smell the aroma of sexual arousal. Alice Pennington was ready for sex.
As Masters moved toward the magic vee of her panties, Alice stopped him by placing her hand on both of his shoulders and pushing him back. "No. Not yet," she scolded. Looking down, she could see that he had regained all of the erection that he lost earlier. The danger of being caught, and the thought of fucking both mother and daughter, and the magnificent body almost completely naked in front of him had the trembling Minister almost ready to pop.
Pushing the man away, Alice sank back on the couch. She reclined with her head and shoulders against the backrest and perched her ass just on the edge of the seat so that she was half-sitting and half-reclining in front of the man. "Okay, start with my nipples," she told him. "Lick them very gently. They want to be played with."
Masters slowly lowered himself down over the waiting woman. His elbows rested on each side of her body so that he was supported by his arms just above her. He brought his lips and his tongue to first one globular tit and then to the other. He started by licking gently on the nipple and teasing it with his tongue tip. As it became even harder, he gently closed his lips around the bud at its base and sucked it into his mouth. With the nipple held captive by his lips, he quickly flicked his tongue back and forth across it. He was rewarded with a low moan from the woman and heard her breath quicken.
Briefly, Masters pulled more of the big tit into his mouth and sucked deeply and hard. Then, releasing the hot, quivering flesh, he started the same treatment on its twin. Again, the woman shivered and moaned low in her throat. She brought both hands to the man's head, but simply held them there as he licked and sucked on her boobs.
Finally, Alice tightened her arms and pushed downward on the man's head. Her sitting position had conveniently placed her cunt right at the edge of the couch. As she pushed him down and back, she spread her legs wider so that Masters was positioned kneeling on the floor, with his face inches away from Alice's panty-covered crotch. Still holding onto the man's head, she gently pulled forward and urged his mouth and face into contact with the silk-covered pussy.
Masters opened his mouth and lips so he could completely cover her pussy. He sucked gently and then rhythmically ran his tongue along and over the outlines of her cunt. Starting at the bottom, he would lick upward with his tongue flattened and broad. As he neared the top of her slit, he would make his tongue harder and more pointed, until he was pushing a stiff tongue tip against the silk covering her clitoris.
Masters continued this action for several minutes while the beautiful woman writhed and moaned on the couch. She kept her hands locked in his hair, and occasionally she would pull and direct his mouth. The longer Masters worked on her cunt with his educated lips and tongue, the more the woman writhed in his grasp and moaned. Now her hands forced his face harder into her crotch. Finally, he decided that she was ready. Masters pushed himself up from his kneeling position and, already being in position between Alice's thighs, pushed his rampant prick toward her cunt. Just as his cock touched her silk-covered pussy, Alice tightened her hands in his hair and jerked downward and back.
"Oh, no you don't," she said. "No more pussy for you today. You've already fucked my daughter, so you've gotten all you're gonna get for one afternoon. Remember who is in charge here?"
Masters had been forced back into a kneeling position between her thighs. He mumbled, "Yes. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Good," Alice told him. "Don't forget again. And if you are really good at doing what you're told, maybe I'll let you fuck me eventually. Maybe. But not today. Today's all mine, and I was just about ready to cum. At least for the first time. So, I guess that you're just going to have to start all over again. But first, take my panties off."
Masters reached up to grasp the tiny silk garment, but again he was stopped. "No. I want you to take them off with your teeth. And do it slowly. I want to enjoy this."
Masters sighed and leaned forward to do as he had been told. My God, he thought. What have I gotten myself into?