More Mrs. Underwood

“Sorry?” You ask, sure that you couldn’t have possibly heard what you thought you just heard.

“You heard me,” she replies, her fingers already starting to work at the buttons of her top. “Unless you don’t want to fuck me?”

Your mind spins at this sudden change of direction. Even as you watch the buttons on her blouse come undone one by one you still struggle to wrap your head around what is going on.

“But your husband.” Is all you manage to **** out as you feel your ass pressed against the desk.

“Oh I don’t imagine he will be back for a good long while.” She explains as the final button of her blouse comes undone and with a single smooth movement, she lets it drop to the floor.

Your eyes go wide as you take in her chest, you had been right to imagine something thin and lacy although you hadn’t expected it to be this thin. Your eyes lock on the dark spots of her areola under the thin fabric, then even that vanishes as she lets her bra slide down her arms and onto the floor.

You watch in stunned silence as her skirt drops to the floor and reveals a pair of panties, the twin of the bra in every way. Again you watch as it slides to the floor, your face burning and cock pulsing as you take in the delicate pink of her sex as it contrasts with her pale skin.

You feel her hands on your belt and before you know it your cock is springing free. This all feels so new, so unlike Claire. You had never expected that this, not just the Pastor's wife stripping down and wrapping her fingers around your cock, but the fact that she was in total control.

Like a well-trained dog, you allowed yourself to be pulled away from the desk. You watched as she climbed up onto the edge, her legs hanging wide open for you. You allowed yourself to be pulled forward, feeling the tip of your cock press against the burning heart of her sex.

“Just try to pull out before you finish,” is all she says to you. Her tone the same as if she had asked you to lock up when you left.

Those simple words somehow manage to snap you out of the daze she has had you in. In a single flash, you feel your lust smash into you like a freight train. Your hands' shootout, sinking into the soft flesh of her thighs. In a single smooth motion, you thrust your hips forward and pull her towards you, burying your cock fully inside her.

You watch the look of surprise turn to pleasure on her face as you bottom out. You watch as she slowly falls on her back. The way her breasts bounced only sets your blood pumping even faster. Even as you feel your cock being surrounded by the glorious warmth of her sex you still want more. Something about this woman makes you want to mess her up. Makes you want to see those pretty Pastor's wife’s lips dripping with your seed.

You bend forward, your hips starting to settle into a rhythm as your lips capture her nipple in your mouth. You can taste her, a slight floral flavor that you know can’t possibly be real but nonetheless drives you even further.

Your ears fill with the sound of her moans of pleasure and the creaking of the desk as you fuck her harder and harder. You watch as her breasts bounce in time with your thrusts, your cock feeling like it is going to explode at any moment. Yet the moment draws out longer and longer. Distantly you feel her juices running down your legs as your pistoning cock glides easily in and out of her.

It’s all too much though, whatever will was holding your body in check fades away with every thrust and before too long you feel yourself cannoning over the edge.

At the last moment, you recall her request, her request and you're own desire to see that perfect body marked with your seed.

You feel yourself cumming, the first pulse firing deep inside of her before you have the chance to draw your cock out. Your cock slides wetly over her clit the motion arching her back as you continue to cum.

Your watch as your seed streams across her body, the first shot reaching as far as that perfect mouth as that rest splashes on her wondrous breasts.

Three, four, five long spurts paint her stomach and breasts as you feel as if your very essence is being poured out on her. By the time it is over her body is glistening with your seed as you both pant to catch your breath.

Her eye meets your's and you realize that this is not going to be the last time.

Not by a long shot.