Chapter 16: The Preacher’s Wife Slutty Transformation

Kelly Morgenstern
My pussy was soaked in my son’s cum, and that was just wonderful.

I left him in the classroom with the pregnant Mrs. Cox. She used to babysit for my children, so I was certain that Eric was eager to fuck her. I was looking to have more fun with another woman. Melody had reminded me of my latent lust for women, and I wanted to indulge.

The passion in the entry was still going strong. Mrs. Ríos was having her fun while my daughter was suckling from Mrs. McCoy’s nipple, nursing from the new mother. The woman’s husband was watching. Things were going to get wild there.

My gaze slid along the people and fell on Heaven Stirling, the preacher’s blonde wife. Her cheeks were flushed bright red as she took in the perversity. She quivered in a white dress with purple flowers printed on it. She rubbed at her skirt.

I made a beeline for her.

Heaven glanced at me, her eyes widening at the sight of my naked body. My big boobs bounced, and my auburn hair swayed around my shoulders. Did she notice my son’s pearly jizz matting my auburn bush or the bead that ran down my inner thigh?

“Kelly,” whimpered Heaven. She took a step back.

“Mmm,” I purred and caught her by the back of the neck. “It’s okay. You’re going to love being a slut. It’s a wish come true.”

She shook her head, but I kissed her before she could pull free of my grip. My lips sealed on her. I pressed my naked body against her dress. My tongue thrust into her mouth. I made out with the trembled preacher’s wife.

This naughty thrill swept through me as I did that. It was so kinky to do it. My tongue played with hers, trying to get her to move. She struggled, trembling. She pulled back, breaking the kiss. Her blue eyes sparkled.

“What?” she gasped. “No, no, we’re married.”

“We are,” I cooed and kissed her again.

She whimpered as I thrust my tongue past her soft lips. I stroked her tongue. She whimpered as she couldn’t fight being a slut. No one could. It was a wish come true. Her tongue fluttered before she kissed me back. She moaned as I pushed her back away from the main fun.

I had to devour her cunt. I was so hungry for it. I pushed her back and down the hallway. The pair of us was making out. Our lips worked together. I pinned her to a classroom door and opened it behind her. She nearly fell through.

I followed her in. She caught herself, panting. Her blonde hair framed her face. I advanced on her, my boobs swaying back and forth. She stared at them, licking her lips. She still looked dazed as I reached her. I stroked her cheek.

“What is happening, Kelly?” she whispered.

“I told you, a wish,” I purred and kissed her for a third time.

She groaned, melting to me. Her tongue thrust into my mouth this time. It was so wonderful. I wrapped my arms around her and slid up her back. I found the zipper at the nape of her neck. I drew it down as we made out. She trembled as our lips worked together.

Still kissing, we worked the dress off her. She squirmed and wiggled, pulling her arms out of the sleeves and shoving the dress off her hips. Heaven was so aggressive. Our lips sometimes broke apart, but the preacher’s wife kissed me back with aggression.

I pressed my big boobs into her round ones constrained by her bra. I reached behind her and found the claps. I unhooked her bra and took it off. The cups slipped out from between our tits. Our naked breasts pressed together, nipples brushing.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned as they came into contact.

I grinned at her and slid down her body. My boobs worked down her stomach, my nipples tingling. I crossed the cotton of her panties. White and plain and boring. I licked my lips and hooked the waistband with my fingers.

“Kelly,” the preacher’s wife whimpered as I drew them down. “Oh, oh, Lord, what are we going to do?”

“Have delicious, lesbian sex,” I cooed and exposed her blonde bush on her pubic mound.

I pressed my face into her curls, savoring their silky caress. I slid down through her bush to the sweet petals of her pussy. I savored how wet she was. I licked at her cunt. She gasped as I did that. I caressed through all her petals, licking at her.

She groaned and grabbed the back of my head. She held me to her pussy as I tongued her cunt. I devoured the preacher’s wife’s twat. Her boobs jiggled over her head. Her moans echoed through the unused classroom.

“Oh, Lord, Kelly,” Heaven moaned, her pussy so sweet and delicious. “This is incredible as it is unnatural. Women should not be doing this to each other!”

“But it’s so much fun,” I cooed and thrust my tongue into her pussy.

She gasped as I wiggled around in her sweet snatch. I stroked her silky walls, enjoying every inch of her hot twat. She smeared her bush on my face, her curls soft and ticklish. I gripped her butt-cheeks and enjoyed tongue-fucking her cunt.

I fluttered around in her snatch. I licked at her cunt with passion. I teased her with all that I had. It was so good to do that to her. I wanted to make her cum. To show the preacher’s wife the delights of being a slut.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she whimpered, her boobs jiggling. She slid her fingers through the back of my head. “This is so wrong. So sinful!”

Yet she held my head to her cunt.

“Kelly!” she gasped.

I loved it. I licked through her petals, brushing her clit. Her sweet cream dripped down my chin. It was so wild to seduce the preacher’s wife. We were both married women. Both mothers. It was wonderful to devour her cunt. She tasted so good.

Her moans echoed through the classroom. My cunt dripped with my son’s cum. I wanted to have her eat me out next. To have her lick out the incestuous love that my son and I had shared. I shuddered, my boobs swaying back and forth as I loved her.

Her tits jiggled as she ground her furred muff on my face. She licked me with that passion. It was so good to have her doing that. I latched onto her clit and suckled on her bud. I nursed on her with such hunger.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. “That’s ... Oh, wow!”

“Are you going to cum and drown me, Heaven?” I cooed.

“I am!” whimpered the preacher’s wife. “Oh, my, yes!”

I loved hearing that. I suckled on her clit, her curls rubbing against my face. I nursed hard as she trembled. Her fingers dug into the back of my head. She held me to her pussy as I loved her bud. She had to be close to bursting.

A bead of her cream dripped down my chin as I licked at her clit. I fluttered my tongue against her bud. Her boobs bounced above my head. Her head tossed, blonde hair flying. I loved the pitch of her whimpers rising and rising.

“Kelly!” she squealed.

She drowned me in her sweet pussy cream.

I made the preacher’s wife cum. That sent this wild rush of triumph through me. It was so hot that I had done that to her. I licked and lapped at her cunt. I stroked through her petals, licking at her with all the passion that I had.

“Please, please, that’s so good!” she moaned as her lesbian orgasm swept through her. “Yes!”

I lapped through her petals as she shuddered on me. Her boobs bounced above her head. Her slutty moans echoed through the classroom. She whimpered in delight as I stroked through her petals, gathering up all her cream.

“Kelly! Kelly!” She swayed there, her boobs slapping together. “Oh, oh, my, that’s so good. That’s ... Wow ... A lesbian orgasm.”

I rose to my feet, my boobs sliding up her thighs to her stomach. My boobs caressed up to her tits. I kissed her with lips soaked in her sweetness. She moaned, our nipples brushing, as we made out. She grabbed my naked ass, pulling me tight to her.

This was such a heady moment. My pussy dipped more cum. I had to feed her that incestuous creampie. I quivered as our tongues danced. She moaned, clearly loving the taste of her cunt on my mouth. She trembled against me.

I broke the kiss and said, “Your turn.”

“My...” Her blue eyes widened. “Oh.”

“And my pussy is full of my son’s cum,” I cooed.

“Oh, my,” whimpered the preacher’s wife. “That’s so slutty.”

I nodded.

She sank to her knees. I smiled, glancing at the door where a young man was peering through the classroom window. Peter Stirling. Sixteen. Tall and filling out with sandy-blonde hair from his mother and a handsome face from his father.

The preacher’s son watched as his mother nuzzled her face into my sloppy bush.

“Your son’s cum,” whimpered Heaven before she licked the pearly jism from my dark-red bush. “Oh, oh, this is very wrong.”

“And very sinful,” I groaned. “Uniting with your son is magnificent. Every mother should enjoy that delight.”

She just groaned and licked up more of the cum from my bush. She suckled a dollop off my curls, oblivious to her son watching with such rapt attention. I smiled at the boy as his mother’s lips nuzzled through my sloppy bush to the dripping folds of my cunt.

“Yes,” I whimpered as Heaven licked at my folds. Her first taste of cunt. Her first creampie. I was so glad to give this to the preacher’s wife.

She stroked her tongue through my petals. It was so hot having her lick me. My entire body shook with the delight of this moment. The preacher’s wife lapped up the cum spilling out of me. She gathered up the spunk that spilled out of me.

It was so good to have her doing that. I loved it. I loved how she licked at me. She was so hungry for my son’s cum spilling out of my cunt. She devoured the proof of our incestuous love. It was so wild to have the preacher’s wife devouring my sloppy snatch.

“Yes, yes, lick my son’s cum out of my cunt,” I groaned. “Oh, you have to be fucked by Eric, too. He’s such a wonderful lover. I bet your son is, too.”

“Peter,” she whimpered. “Oh, oh, that’s ... So slutty.”

“Yeah, you want Peter to fuck you,” I purred as she kept licking at my folds.

Heaven didn’t answer, but her son’s eyes were wide. He looked so excited to hear that. I knew I was as his mother licked through my folds. She gathered up more of my son’s salty cum from my snatch. I was so glad for this.

I trembled at that tongue licking through my petals. It was such a wonderful moment. I groaned, my head tossing from side to side as she feasted on me. Heaven was such a good cunt-licker. Her hands massaged my rump as she cleaned my pussy.