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over a year ago
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The fnale, the climax if you like in more ways than one. Its a little long but needs to be, We hope you enjoy reading as much as we enjoyed experiencing it and I enjoyed writing it.
Duteous had never been with another woman. She had confessed to fantasising about it and had wanted to do it for many years. Vicar imagined that Yolanda had and expected her to take the lead but he was wrong.
They kissed for a few moments, their hands exploring each other’s bodies and then Duteous moved from the bed, pulled Yolanda to a sitting position and took off her Basque. Yolanda’s ample breasts were freed and Duteous was soon putting her mouth to them, kissing, licking and sicking her erect nipples whilst her hand travelled between the other woman’s legs.
Vicar watched intently as his Sluts hand increased in tempo and went from gentle exploration to a hard and fast rubbing.
Yolanda was pushed back on to the bed and Duteous climbed between her legs. A hesitant kiss to the inside of her thigh, Duteous moving her hands under the other woman’s buttocks raising them slightly and then her tongue finding the cleft of her pussy. She began to devour her partner greedily, her lips, nose and chin becoming covered in Yolanda’s juices and Vicar knew she was tasting that musky wonderful taste for the first time.
Putting her tongue into another woman’s pussy, feeling the difference in texture from the slight stubble of the outside lips to the warmth and moisty smoothness of the inside of her womanhood and the bump of her clitoris.
He smiled. This was truly sharing yourself, truly sharing sin but also sharing your humanity, letting you animalistic interests take over. Gaining your pleasure from giving pleasure to another in a way that only humans can and Yolanda was receiving that pleasure with a selfish intensity. Laying with eyes closed, her breath coming in appreciative gasps, her hands holding the hair of Duteous, her pelvis moving to and fro, wanting the pleasure she was feeling to run deeper into her body, exploding every nerve ending and building to release that would shatter your whole body, mind and spirit.
“Don’t come yet, either of you” The Vicar warned.
Duteous slowed her rhythm and Yolanda followed. The intensity of the way she grabbed the hair of the woman between her legs lessened. Duteous shuffled back slightly and turned to look at the Vicar. A beaming smile on her face, the lips that were glistening with juice in a wide arc. She returned her gaze to the open sex in front of her and placed her hand at Yolanda’s entrance. She slowly inserted a finger.
Duteous had long nails. They were manicured but Vicar knew she was conscious of hurting anyone with them. She needn’t have worried. Yolanda accepted her finger easily. She flicked her knuckle backwards and forwards a few times and then added her middle finger to her index finger. Soon there were three fingers inside Yolanda. Her wetness helping. The three fingers were gentle and slow at first but it wasn’t long before Duteous was using her whole arm to finger fuck her partner. Hard and fast in and out of Yolanda’s sopping wet pussy. Yolanda again was lost in lustful pleasure; her arms were now behind her head gripping the rails of the bed and her body was arching. She was close to orgasm and Duteous knew it. She also knew that her Vicar had told neither of them to come so she slowed, withdrew her fingers, kissed Yolanda’s pussy for a final time and moved up the bed.
When she was level with her partner, she kissed her deeply and they shared their saliva, tongues and the taste of Yolanda.
They kissed gently and rested for a minute or two until Yolanda’s hands found the clasps of the other woman’s corset. She struggled for a moment before Duteous moved into a position where she could be stripped of it more easily. Her body was released and the corset fell to the floor.
Yolanda looked at Duteous and smiled, her breasts were large and although fairly firm they hung in a beautiful shape across the top of her belly. Yolanda grabbed one quite roughly and tweaked a nipple. Duteous let out a hiss of pain and pleasure and Yolanda pushed her onto he back.
She kissed her forehead, nibbled her ear, ran her hands through her hair and then kissed her throat. Her mouth moved to Duteous’s collarbone and her tongue traced a trail of saliva over her breast, nipple and belly before she was between the legs of the vicar’s slut. She continued her oral journey missing out the aching wet pussy and onto the inner thigh of her sister. Her tongue travelled as far as the back of the knee before she returned to her centre and did the same with the other innrt thigh.
The Vicar could see that Duteous was desperate to be touched in her most intimate place. Her hips were constantly pushing forward as she offered herself to Yolanda.
Finally, Yolanda touched her and her body jerked uncontrollably. A finger softly tracing the outline of her pussy, teasing between her lips and flicking her clit. Then she finally felt the other woman enter her, slowly, gently and she bit her lip pushing back into the pillows as the finger fully entered her exposed sex.
Yolanda was slow, her finger moved all the way in and all the way out of her sister slowly, she moved her mouth to the pussy and began to lick around it.
Gently licking, kissing, sucking and then moving her tongue around and in and out of the wet pussy. Vicar knew that Duteous was always wet, she didn’t squirt but still produced lots of juice which had that wonderfully mild odour and taste. He could almost taste his slut himself as he watched his whore work on her. Two or three minutes of Yolanda’s mouth was enough to bring Duteous to the brink again.
The Vicar watched the telling signs. The appreciative gasps and yelps, grabbing of the hair, body spasming and he knew that Yolanda would be feeling his sluts pussy tightening and almost trying to expel anything was placed inside it. Yolanda realised the signs and stopped.
Without a word Yolanda moved up the bed and sat on Duteous’s face. Her bottom on her nose and facing Sluts feet. Her hand behind her on the pillows helping her keep balance but they were now both lost in the moment. Duteous again experiencing the wonderful taste of another woman and Yolanda having her pussy eaten and releasing more tension.
The Vicar was as hard as he had ever been. He could feel the precum in his briefs and wanted more than anything to just touch himself, release some of the tension in his cock but he didn’t allow that to himself. This was about self-control as much as control. He had given his girls free reign to do as they pleased, experiment and find out more about each other and as a consequence he had to wait until they were ready, he decided that the time was now.
He stood. “Stop now girls” he said softly.
They did as instructed. Yolanda moved and they lay side by side. They were both sweating, breathing hard and obviously tired. The vicar reached into a drawer and brought out a bottle of water. Taking the top off he offered it to them, “Drink” he told them. They both had a mouthful of the water and handed it back. Vicar replaced the cap and placed it on the bedside table.
“It is time to praise your Vicar” he told them. “Come undress Your Vicar” he instructed as he stood straight and held his arms out to his side.
Both girls came off the bed. Duteous began by removing his collar. She placed it on the dressing table and then began to unbutton his short. Yolanda was a little unsure to begin with but soon followed her sister’s lead. The Vicars shirt was removed and Duteous kissed him. She moved her hands over his back, brought them over his shoulders and gently ran her nails over his nipples. She bent slightly and took one of his nipples in her mouth, as she did so Yolanda kissed the Vicar. He could feel, smell and taste them both mixed together. His cock was hard and he was as always loving having his nipples explored. He felt the hands of one of them begin to unfasten his belt and stood still allowing them to continue.
Belt unfastened, they undid his buttons and he felt his trousers being pulled down his legs. His cock sprang but was held by his briefs. He lifted a foot and then the other and his trousers were completely removed. His socks were next. Yolanda stopped kissing him and joined her sister on her knees in front of the vicar.
He felt their hands touch his cock and his balls through the material of his briefs and then they were removed. The Vicars cock sprang loose and stood to attention. He lifted his feet again and they were discarded. Duteous once again took the lead. She licked the pre cum off the end of his cock, kissed its head and then took it into her mouth. Her hands moved up and down the back of his legs, over his bottom and between his legs to his balls. Yolanda watched and then again took her lead from her sister. They shared his cock, shared their tongues and the vicar watched intently.
He could feel their flesh at his feet. A brush from a breast or a touch of a belly, an arm. Yolanda took him into her mouth and Duteous rose, kissed him and sucked his nipple. Truth be told he could have come there and then but this wasn’t about him and his needs, it was about the two girls, their satisfaction and their lust. He put his arms down and pulled Yolanda until she too was stood, all three of them shared kisses. Tongues out darting from one to another, holding and pulling each other close, flesh on flesh, genitals to genitals and breasts to breasts.
He moved them all to the bed, instructed Yolanda to lay up on the pillows at its edge. He put his cock to her mouth and bent over. Duteous went behind him and started to kiss his buttocks, she used her hand to spread his cheeks and pout her tongue to his anus. He felt her warm breath and then felt the moistness of her tongue in his rectum. His cock was being lovingly sucked by Yolanda and his anus was being explored by the tongue of Duteous and it was wonderful, naughty, sinful and erotic. He stood for a whole two minutes. The sensations running through his body, the relaxation and joy encompassing his whole being. Eventually he had to stop.
Instructing the girls to get on the bed, he told them to kneel on all fours across it. Their legs on the edge. He looked at the two bare bottoms in the air, their shapely unison, their buttocks open wide and their pussies in full view. He touched both their bottoms in unison, he put his hands between both their legs and rubbed their pussies. They both responded by pushing back against his hand. The Vicar moved his hands away and slowly moved he head towards Yolanda, he opened her buttocks and allowed saliva to drop into the cleft of her buttocks. He put his little finger into the small pool and spreads it over her anus. He hovered at its entrance for several moments, tracing its shape and then gently broke its resistance and inserted it. A little way at first, in and out letting his saliva moisten and lubricate the way. He added a little more and within a few moments had his finger fully inserted. He felt her tighten against him and held his hand still. Moving to Duteous he did the same. A finger in each of the sisters bottoms he gently moved his fingers in and out in unison as the girls gasped and made low appreciative sounds. This was one of the things he did not know about Yolanda, she accepted his finger easily and he suspected that she enjoyed anal play but would go no further in this session.
He withdrew his fingers and spanked each of them twice, hard. The blows were unexpected and the redness returned. He kissed each of them on the buttocks and left the room to wash his hands.
Returning to the room neither girl had moved. Standing behind both of them he put his hand to Yolanda’s pussy and stroked it, he then kissed it and inserted his tongue into her. She moaned as he continued. It was the first real and proper taste of her. His hands explored her buttocks, legs and back as his tongue darted in and out of her hot wetness. He then did the same to Duteous. Her wonderfully familiar pussy was soon singing with joy and the light touches he knew she loved on the back of her legs were making her murmur.
Deciding they were both ready he stood, held his cock and out it into Duteous. She cried in joy as his head went deep inside her and he grabbed her hips. Moving backwards and forwards he put all his weight on her, his hands at the top her back pushing her head into the mattress. He cold feel her pushing back, wanting him deeper and deeper inside her and he wanted to fil her with his seed. He knew Duteous would not come in this position but he could and he wanted that release but stopped as soon as the sensations began.
Moving to Yolanda and her unfamiliar pussy he held his cock in place again. It was sopping wet from Duteous. He rubbed it in Yolanda’s pussy, up and down and then slowly inserted himself in to her. Again he worked to the point where his whole bodyweight pushed down and she was buried in the mattress. He glanced over and saw Duteous watching , a pleased look on her face. He brought a hand up to her face and inserted his index finger into her mouth, Duteous sucked it and he could feel her tongue darting around it. He motioned for her to move towards him and they kissed. His cock in Yolanda, his tongue in the mouth of Duteous and her hands, one around the back of his neck and the other on the bottom of her sister.
He stayed like that for another minute. Yolanda panting, yelping the sensations running through his cock were building and he sensed that Yolanda was ready to come. It took all of his self-control not to allow himself to carry on and explode with her. He stopped, wiped his brow of the sheen of sweat that had built up.
He lay on the bed; it was close to coming time for all three. He wanted them to share his seed but more than that he wanted them to be satisfied, he wanted them to feel the pleasure that only love can give. He knew Duteous could only come once and then she needed a short break before she could come again, he had no idea about Yolanda but it was time now to find out. He lay on the bed, brought Yolanda to sit on his chest facing away from her sister and told Duteous to sit on his cock.
Yolanda’s wonderful thighs touched his cheeks, her open pussy at his chin. The vicar put his arms around her hips, grabbed her buttocks an pulled her closer to him as he felt Duteous grab his cock and envelop it with her sweet wetness.
His tongue found the inside of Yolanda whilst his cock was deep inside Duteous. Both girls began to rock harder against him, he was pushing back with his hips and pulling forward with his hands. He knew that they were both close to climax. Ignoring his own sensations, he knew it would happen in the next few seconds. Duteous was riding him hard, yelping and Yolanda was controlling the movement of her pussy on his mouth. Yolanda brought her hand around and began to rub her clit, Vicar allowed her to do it.
He wanted both sisters to come in their own way at the same time. Grunts, moans, yelps and the sound of heavy breathing filled the room. A crescendo of animalistic and human joy, a symphony of lust fulfilled pleasure announced the bed shaking, earth shattering orgasms of the two sisters that arrived together. The pussy of Duteous contracting and gripping the vicars cock as her body spasmed and arched her hands behind her roughly pushing onto his legs whilst at the same time his head was gripped by Yolanda’s thighs, one hand gripping the headboard of the bed whilst she furiously rubbed her own pussy, her body arching, a scream from her throat as she gushed her juices all over the vicars head and pillows.
Then it slowed, Duteous first, her rhythmic movement rocking on her vicar’s hips decreasing in tempo and intensity, a gradual relaxation until she was exhausted, spent. Her pussy still filled with vicars’ hard cock and her juices running down his shaft over his balls and thighs into the bedsheets below. Yolanda still bucking and squirting but her orgasm now past its peak and the relaxation beginning to take hold, the vicar’s tongue now slowly moving the clitoris that her hand had vacated and the spasms decreasing in intensity until both girls collapsed against him and each other, exhausted and satisfied. Their lust stayed and their sinful desires fulfilled.
The Vicar let them both rest for a minute and then pulled them both to him. One laid at either side. He turned to duteous and kissed her, wrapped his arms around her and enveloped her.
“I love you Vicar, thank you Vicar” she said tiredly.
He let her go and turned to Yolanda. He kissed her and wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her too. Taking the lead from her sister.
“Thank you, Vicar,” she said exhausted “I love you vicar”
All three-lay back, the vicar’s arms around each of them. He pulled them both to his chest and watched them kiss. Vicar was still hard. The pillow, his head, his cock were still saturated with the juices of his two girls. When they had finished kissing, they saw his penis and as one their hands travelled to it. Taking turns with his shaft and his balls it didn’t take long until they had him ready to give them his seed. Duteous knew the signs and when he was ready to come she placed her mouth over him. He exploded with a massive grunt, her mouth filling with his warm salty thick cream and she continued until he was completely empty. Turning to Yolanda she opened her mouth, a dribble of the vicar’s seed slid from its corner and then they kissed sharing him, sharing themselves and sharing the bond of serving.
Once they had swallowed their vicar they both kissed him. He could tase a little of the saltiness. They lay in is arms and cuddled for a long while, all exhausted.
The vicar was the first to move, he went to the bathroom and urinated, put on his dressing gown and returned to the bedroom several minutes later with tea on a tray and lemon drizzle cake. The girls needed sugar. They sat naked on the bed, talked of their shared experience and laughed. Duteous cried a little she was so happy.
Once they had finished the vicar took first Duteous and then Yolanda and showered them. He dried each in turn and sent them downstairs whilst he showered himself. It was nearly midnight; they had been together upstairs for over four hours and it seemed that Yolanda was staying the night. He sent up a silent prayer of thanks and dressed in jogging bottoms and slippers, well it wouldn’t be too long until bedtime he thought excitedly.
Hope you enjoyed it. We are always looking to meet new people who wish to share themselves with us. Until next time. V xx
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