Chapter 30: Preacher and His Hot Wife Use the Virgin

Mrs. Alanna Bishop – Day Nine

I slipped my arm around Clarissa Schwartz’s shoulders. The nubile, eighteen-year-old was just the perfect woman to take to my home and share with my husband. It was how my future son-in-law wanted to use me.

I was so eager for it. Clarissa, a black-haired cutie girl who would turn eighteen next week. A virgin. That would be so fun for my husband. I led her through the worship hall toward my husband. He was chatting with a few of the members.

“Honey,” I said to Trent. “I think Clarissa is just perfect to come home with us. What do you think?”

He glanced at her and said, “Well, Tony said it’s your choice, so...” He smiled at Clarissa. “Are you ready?”

“I want to be used by Tony,” Clarissa said, her cheeks blushing. She quivered against me. “So ... I hope you’ll ... enjoy me.”

“Oh, she’s so cute,” I said. “Come on, Trent, let’s go. We have to be used. You have to use her. She’s a virgin.”

“Well, sorry guys,” said the preacher. “Wife’s calling. Tony just wants to be used.”

The men nodded and chuckled the way men did when a wife stepped in to give her husband busy work. Trent smiled at Clarissa before the three of us headed to the door. We navigated the stream of people wanting to chat and comment on the sermon.

I was getting more and more wet to use Clarissa. It was exciting eating out a woman. I had learned that with my daughter. In sharing her with Tony. It was delicious. Tony was showing us so many things. He was such a special boy.

I was glad that my daughter had won his heart.

We finally burst from the throng and made it out to the car. Clarissa slipped into the backseat as I took the passenger seat up front. I squeezed my thighs together, my pussy just so juice. My nipples were so hard. I reached over and patted my husband’s crotch.

So was he. Good.

“Mmm, looking forward to plucking ripe, young Clarissa’s cherry?” I teased him.

“If that’s how Tony wants to use us,” said my husband. He smiled. “I’m not at all disappointed. You are a gorgeous, young woman, Clarissa.”

“Thanks,” she said, squirming in the backseat. She truly was a darling thing. I was so glad that we were going to enjoy her. Just so thrilled by that. “I want to be used, too, Reverend Bishop.”

I smiled as my husband drove us to our house a tad faster than normal. Not surprisingly, he was excited about this. I knew I was. So wet. I squirmed the entire ride home, my pussy itching. We were there in a few minutes, the garage door opening as we approached. Trent parked us inside, our daughter visiting friends.

Or maybe she was being used by Tony.

Either way, my husband and I had the house to ourselves to enjoy young Clarissa.

“Mmm, let’s get upstairs and get naked,” I purred. “I’m going to eat you out and get you all nice and ready for my husband to deflower. How does that sound?”

“Wonderful,” the girl whimpered.

“Good, good,” I said as we headed upstairs.

My husband followed us as I brought the girl to our marriage bed. I was so eager to be used by Tony. I would have to tell him all about this the next time I saw him. Hopefully with his cock in me. He still had to breed me.

The moment I was in the room, I pressed against her and kissed her. My tongue thrust into her mouth. She groaned as I did that, stiffening for a moment before relaxing into the kiss. My tongue thrust into her mouth, teaching this girl the fun things adults did. Normally, only married couples should do this, but Tony was using us.

My husband unzipped the back of my dress as I kissed the cutie. I shivered as he did that. He drew it down as my tongue thrust into her mouth. I played around with hers as she whimpered against me. This was such a hot moment.

“That’s beautiful,” My husband said as he tugged down my dress.

The fabric of my dress rubbed against hers. I loved that sound as the material fell to my feet, leaving me in my shift. I shuddered as my husband kissed at my shoulders. He pushed my black hair to the side and kissed at my neck. He smooched up to my ear.

“She’s so much like you were when we met,” he whispered.

Well, I did pick a black-haired cutie. I guessed I wanted to make my husband happy. I was a loving wife, after all. I wanted him to enjoy the girls I picked to be used as much as I enjoyed them. I shivered at his ear nibbling at me.

Then he started drawing up my shift. I broke the kiss with the cutie, leaving her breathless. Her eyes were wide, her cheeks flushed with her excitement. She quivered there as I smiled at her. I raised my arms. My husband took off my slip, revealing my naked body beneath.

“Mrs. Bishop,” whimpered Clarissa as she stared at my big breasts. “You’re so ... so beautiful.”

“And so are you,” I cooed as I cupped her face. “Mmm, let’s get you naked.”

She nodded and turned around so I could unzip her. She shyly glanced back at me as I drew down the zipper of her Sunday dress. I worked it down as she shivered. The straps of her bra appeared. Virginal white, of course.

She slipped her arms out of the sleeves. The dress fell down her body and dropped in a puddle around her waist. She turned shyly around to face me Her cheeks were scarlet, her black hair tumbling around her shoulders.

Clarissa reached behind her to unhook her bra.

My husband hugged me from behind, his hands cupping my large breasts. He squeezed them, staring past me to watch. His cock rubbed hard at me through his slacks. She unhooked her bra and drew it off. She revealed her small breasts.

They were just the cutest, little mounds. Her nipples soft-pink and hard. My mouth watered at the sight of them. I groaned and leaned over, hungering for them. I pulled from my husband’s embrace to hold her torso. My thumbs rubbed at her little mounds.

“Adorable,” I moaned and engulfed her pink nipple.

“Mrs. Bishop,” she moaned as I suckled on her. “I ... I...”

“Just enjoy,” my husband said, his clothes rustling as he must be stripping naked.

The girl was staring at my husband as he revealed his manly form. I just suckled on her nipple. I nursed on her with passion. I stroked my tongue around her. She whimpered as I nursed hard on her. She trembled, her fingers sliding through my hair.

I loved her doing that as I massaged her other tit. She whimpered, standing there in her panties as I nursed on her. My pussy dripped juices, soaking through my bush and running hot down my legs. It felt so good to have that happening.

I was so glad for this moment.

I suckled hard on her for a moment longer before I popped my mouth off her nipple. “Are you wet, Clarissa?”

She nodded, her brown eyes twinkling.

“It’s okay to say it,” I said, taking her hand. “Tony wants us to do this. It’s right to be wet and excited. To want me to eat your pussy and get you ready for my husband’s dick. So are you wet?”

“Yes,” she breathed. “Yes, I am, Mrs. Bishop.”

“Wonderful,” I said and led her to our bed. “Just lie down and let me take off those panties. I’ll eat you out and make you cum.”

She nodded, her eyes so wide. She swallowed, nervous but ready to be used. This was just so exciting. She sank onto it, her small breasts rising and falling. I shuddered as I slid onto the bed to join her. I wanted to feast on her with everything that I had. I knew it would be so perfect.

I crawled between her legs and slid my hands up her thighs. They were so smooth like satin. My husband watched us from behind. I felt his eyes on me as I reached her panties. My fingers stroked over the plain cotton. I inhaled a tangy musk.

Clarissa’s virgin pussy.

My mouth watered.

I hooked her waistband and pulled down on her panties. I tugged at them as she squirmed there. She was so succulent. I rolled her panties off her hips and exposed her trimmed, black bush. She squirmed there as I worked her panties lower. Her legs lifted into the air, framing her delicious, furred muff. Her virgin pussy.

I rolled her panties up her thighs and calves to take them off. Her legs fell around me. She trembled there as I leaned over. I dropped her panties off the side of the bed. My hands slid up her legs. I leaned over and kissed at her inner thigh.

I loved the taste of her skin.

“Mrs. Bishop,” she moaned as I smooched higher up her leg. “You’re really going to...?”

“Absolutely,” I cooed and reached her vulva. I tasted her tangy cream as I nuzzled into her bush. I kissed at the folds of her pussy.

“Mrs. Bishop!” Clarissa gasped, her back arching.

I smooched up and down her as my husband opened a bottle of lube. We had to buy that recently. Until I was pregnant with Tony’s child, my husband couldn’t fuck my pussy so we had been enjoying a lot of anal sex.

I loved it.

I licked at Clarissa’s virginal pussy as my husband lubed himself up. I heard him sliding his hand up and down his cock. It was such a naughty sound to hear. I loved it so much. I savored the way she gasped and moaned.

Then my husband mounted the bed behind me, the mattress shifting. His hands slid over my rump. I moaned into the cutie’s virginal twat as my husband pressed his cock into my butt-crack. The lube was wet on it and felt so good.

“Trent,” I moaned as trembled in anticipation.

“Alanna,” he said as he slid the tip of his cock down and down.

He nuzzled into my backdoor and thrust. I shuddered as my anal ring stretched to take his big dick. It felt so good. My anal ring stretched around his cock. I whimpered into the cutie’s pussy. I licked at her with passion, stroking through her petals.

My asshole surrendered to my husband’s lubed cock.

He popped into my bowels, groaning, “Alanna!”

“Yes,” I moaned and licked at Clarissa with such hunger.

My tongue stroked up and down her virgin slit while my husband’s cock sank deeper into my bowels. She moaned as I did that. It was so good to feast on her like that. She was so happy about it. She squeezed her thighs around my head and humped against me.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. “Mrs. Bishop!”

My husband bottomed out in me. The heat soaked into my asshole. The cutie’s curls rubbed on my face as I tongued her. I licked at her with hunger. I stroked through the naughty cutie’s cunt. She was almost eighteen. Such a treat to feast on her underage twat.

She gasped and moaned. I tongued her, my bowels clenching down on my husband’s cock. The heat melted down to my cunt. It was such a rush to have him in me. He gripped my hips and fucked away at my asshole.

He pumped in and out of me, his nuts slapping into my taint. I loved that sensation. My tongue flicked through her folds. I lapped at her with passion. I stroked through her hot flesh with passion. I lapped at her with all that I had.

“Mrs. Bishop!” the cutie gasped, her small titties quivering.

“Mmm,” I purred, lapping at her virgin folds. Her tangy juices were so delicious.

“Lord,” groaned my husband as he fucked at me. He thrust away at my bowels. It was so good to have him thrusting in and out of my anal sheath. It was so good to have him do that. “Oh, damn, that’s good, Lord!”

He thrust away at my asshole. It was so good to have him doing that. I loved the feel of him pounding at my anal sheath. He rammed into my bowels. I clamped down on him, savoring that friction melting to my twat.

I lapped at the girl with such hunger. I wanted to make her cum. I craved to do that. I also had to make my husband explode with my tight asshole. I squeezed down on him. I loved him burying into me with such force. It was just so good to have him do that. He slammed into me.

It was incredible.

I stroked to the girl’s clit as my orgasm built and built. I suckled on her bud. She gasped as I did that. Her back arched and thighs squeezed down on my thighs. She whimpered as I nibbled on her bud. It was so much fun to do that.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she groaned as I flicked my tongue around in her clit. I feasted on her with passion, licking at her with hunger. “That’s amazing! I love it, Mrs. Bishop!”

I suckled on her bud, her virgin juices dripping down my chin. My asshole melted around my husband’s thrusting cock. He pounded me so hard and fast. He grunted as he buried into my asshole. My orgasm swelled in me. I hurtled toward my own climax.

I nibbled on Clarissa’s bud. She gasped as I did that. Her moans echoed through the room. She quivered as I flicked my tongue over her bud. She whimpered, her thighs gripping my head. I loved her clit as she squealed out in delight.

“Mrs. Bishop!”

She came.

Her hot juices gushed out of her pussy and soaked my mouth. I groaned at the delight of her tangy juices. I stroked around her bud. I nursed and nibbled on her. She gasped out as I did that. It was so hot to hear. I tongued her with all that I had as my husband fucked my asshole.

My cunt drank in the heat and burned hot.

My orgasm blazed through me. “Trent!” I squealed. “Clarissa!”

The ecstatic flames burned over my thoughts. I groaned in delight, my bowels writhing around my husband’s thrusting cock. He pumped away at my asshole. I loved him fucking me like that. He buried to the hilt in my bowels.

He erupted.

“Yes!” I gasped into the girl’s cunt as his cum fueled my blazing orgasm. The rapture burned hotter through me. “Oh, that’s so amazing!”

My anal sheath milked his cock. His cum pumped into me. I loved it. My cunt convulsed, juices spilling down my thighs. I lapped at the girl’s virgin pussy. I loved this so much. She moaned in delight as I tongued her delicious cunt.

“Oh, oh, oh,” Clarissa whimpered, her body trembling. “Being used by Tony is incredible.”

“Yes!” my husband grunted as he fired the last of his cum into my asshole. “So amazing.”

“Mmm,” I whimpered, my asshole rippling around his cock a few more times. My fires burned away, leaving me feeling so blissful. “Now we have to suck his cock clean to be ready for your pussy. Can’t have him fucking your virgin cunt with a dirty dick, right?”

“Right,” the girl whimpered. “You mean ... Blow him?”

“That’s right,” I purred as my husband slipped out of my asshole. I shivered as his cum filled up my bowels. Some leaked out of me. “Come on, you’re going to love it.”

My husband climbed off the bed. I rose and held out my hand to the cutie, her pussy juices dripping down my chin. She took it, and I helped her rise. We slipped off the bed and knelt before my husband.

He grinned down at us. He was eager to enjoy us. I knew I was so ready for it. My pussy burned so hot as we knelt before him. I was just so ready to take his cock in my mouth. The girl trembled beside me, staring at his cock.

“Don’t worry,” I said, grabbing the base. “You’re going to love this. Tony wants you to.”

“Yes,” the girl said, quivering. “How do we...?”

“When my daughter and I do this, we lick up the sides of Tony’s shaft. So let’s do that to my husband. He’ll love it.”

“Yes, I will,” he said, this eager look on his face.

We leaned forward. Our tongues licked up the side of his cock. I shuddered at the sour flavor of my asshole on his dick. I shivered as we reached his spongy crown. Our tongues brushed. So did our lips. We kissed for a moment, savoring that earthy musk.

“Mrs. Bishop,” the girl whimpered. “That’s good. That’s so good.”

“I know,” I purred. “Let’s do it again!”

“Yes!” Clarissa wore such a bright smile on her lips.

We licked up my husband’s cock again. That earthy flavor was so delicious. I moaned. So did Clarissa. We reached the tip and kissed again. The girl was so enthusiastic to be used. It was so wonderful. I was glad for it.

I broke the kiss and purred, “Now we take my husband into our mouths like this.”

I swallowed my husband’s dirty dick and swirled my tongue around his cock. I loved that nasty flavor. It was so naughty. So wanton. I felt like such a slut as I suckled on him, his cum dripping out of my asshole.

I nursed hard on him. I worked my mouth up and down his dick. I suckled on him with all that I had. It was just so good to have him doing that. He groaned as I did. I suckled on him with all that I had. I suckled with such might on him.

He groaned as I did that. He loved the way that suckled on him. I nursed with all my might on his rod. My tongue danced around him. My cheeks hollowed with the joy of this moment. I suckled so hard on him. I nursed with all my might on him, savoring that sour flavor.

He groaned as I did that. He savored the way that I suckled on him, but...

I popped my mouth off and said, “Your turn. Enjoy.”

“Yes, Mrs. Bishop,” the girl said and licked her lips.

She engulfed his cock. She suckled on him. I smiled at how cute she looked with her mouth wrapped around his cock. She worked her mouth up and down his cock. She moaned as she bobbed her head. I hoped she was flicking her tongue around the crown of his cock.

He groaned, his face twisting in delight as she blew him. It was so hot to watch her doing that. She was such a naughty thing. She was just suckling on him with all that she had. I loved the sight of her blowing him.

“Good, right?” I asked.

She slid her mouth off his cock and gasped, “It is. That ... dirty flavor is fading. I liked it, but ... There’s something salty.”

“His cum’s even saltier and better,” I cooed and engulfed my husband’s cock.

I suckled on him with passion, bobbing my head. I could not wait for him to spurt his cum across our faces. That would be so hot. I nursed on that big dick with all that I had. He groaned as I did that. He shuddered, his face twisting in delight.

My tongue danced around his cock as Clarissa watched. And waited. She wanted to have her turn. She wanted to suckle on him. I loved it. She was being such a good slut for my husband and me. I was so happy to have her here.

I popped my mouth off with a wet plop.

Clarissa swallowed him.

“Mmm, use your tongue,” I cooed. “Slide it around his crown.”

“Like that,” my husband groaned. “Oh, that’s so good, Clarissa.”

The girl squealed in delight and kept suckling on him. Her cheeks hollowed. She bobbed her head, working her pink lips up and down his cock. I smiled at her. She was such a sexy thing to watch. I was so glad to see this.

I craved to watch her make him cum. I bet that would be so hot. He would just splatter her face with jizz. Mine, too. I wanted to be drenched with her in his spunk. That would be so hot. It would be so wild to share in that joy with her.

She popped her mouth off, panting. Drool ran down her chin.

I swallowed his cock as she groaned, “That’s so good.”

I moaned my agreement as I suckled on him. My tongue danced around his cock. He groaned as I did that. The flavor of my asshole had faded. It was just his salty precum. That would be so hot. I was so eager to have his cum spurting on us.

I bobbed my head a few more times before I popped my mouth off. She took over and swallowed his cock. She moaned on him, a natural-born cocksucker. She loved him with all her might. He groaned, his face twisting in delight.

“He’s going to cum on our faces,” I cooed. “Doesn’t that sound hot to be used that way?”

Clarissa popped her mouth off his cock and moaned, “Yes, Mrs. Bishop. It does! This is so wild!”

I winked at her and swallowed my husband’s cock. I suckled on him hard. I wanted him to erupt. I wanted him to spray me with all that cum. It was just so good to nurse on him with all that I had. He groaned as I did that. I loved him.

Then Clarissa had her turn.