Church Ladies Cunning Club Ch. 04 - The Sinner

Alice blushed and her legs flexed again; but the pussy also winked with the thought.

"No, please don't want to close them. Let them shout. She how they make a strong meaty arch that curves up to where they meet at the top, and the shiny oval there is like the face of an angel covered in a modest hood. I'm looking at the portal to your personal house of worship. But inside must be a sacred spring because a silver stream is flowing out in a gentle waterfall onto the sweet curves below."

"I know I'm such a hot mess...."

"Alice, Alice, this is your body's gift. Please, if you dare...and do dare, take your fingers and bathe them for a moment in that honey. Go ahead. It's your body. Just there, get them nice and shiny...."

Janine whispered in Alice's ear. "Honey, do you ever touch your flower when it is like this, to see what it needs?"

Alice bit her lip. "Oh, I hardly dare. I think anything like that is wicked. Only sometimes when I have to get in the shower to tidy up, before Stephen sees me like this and makes that face; if I'm not very careful, my hand or the washcloth brushes me there and my tummy gets hot and I get dizzy, and I have to stop fast, and turn on that lovely hot water, the kind of beats and beats gently on me just there.... Oh no. I have to turn the cold water on and get it all cooled down and...and get dressed and be good again. But sometimes it is so hard to make it stop...."

"Stop what?"

"Wanting. It wants even when the rest of me doesn't. Sometimes I think it's the devil."

"Maybe pushing those feeling away makes them stronger and interfere with other things. You're supposed to have those feelings. Don't you and Stephen want a baby sometime?" Melissa's voice was low and sweet.

"Sure."

"So let's help you do it right, okay?"

"I guess... alright, if you think it will help? Alright."

"So gather up some of that honey."

Alice took the two middle fingers of her right hand and allowed them to stir around a little in the wettest part of her open vulva.

"That's right. That didn't hurt, did it?"

"Nuh uh."

"Now just spread some of that up one side of that pretty arch and down the other."

Alice did as she was told, her whole body jolting as her fingertips crossed her clit.

Melissa went on coaching. "So why don't you do that again? And keep on doing it until...well you will know...."

At first Alice tentatively circled her vulva, coating it with her slick until all of it was wet and shiny. Began lingering longer and longer on the slippery hood at the top. Discovered she could get a different feeling if she dragged her fingertips slowly up the middle.

Her eyes were slits now; her mouth open; tongue moving. Simon leaned back and watched the show as Alice lay in Janine's arms, giving in to the feeling. Janine had 'accidentally' slid her hands onto Alice's breasts and the fingers of one hand disappeared inside the placket where they had to be teasing a firm nipple.

Melissa could tell that Alice's old shame and guilt were keeping her body stiff even as it so needed to move. Janine whispered in her ear.

"It's okay. Let it loose, hon. Mother Nature gave it to us as a gift. Let go now, Breathe out. Let your hips join the dance with your hand. That's a good girl. Sing if you need to. We know you have a beautiful singing voice...."

Alice was a fast learner. Her breath came in bursts like she was running a race, and she began to moan from that deep 'baby's hungry' place. Her hand had found its sweet spot and was punishing her clit with fast almost invisible strokes. Then she surprised them all. Her left hand joined her right and soon it was absolutely soaked with her juices of excitement. She was so wet that the sound was like the splashing of a tiny stream. First one finger, then two, then three churned into her wetness. Her mouth was open, slack, but working as though she was hungry for some unattainable sweet fruit. Her panting was becoming quicker, and hard.

"I can't... I need... more... I can't reach. Ohh!" She whined with frustration, even as her hands never stopped moving.

Her left hand had a cramp and she tried to shake it out, splattering everything around her.

"Please Alice, let me help." Melissa placed two of her strong barmaid's fingers firmly on Alice's lower lips.

"Oh...oh, my...okay." Alice's hips were so hungry.

Melissa stirred her fingers into Alice's beautiful wet mess. Alice jerked and gave a deep moan.

It took zero effort for Melissa's fingers to slide right into Alice and begin hooking quickly. Alice's hips lurched into the feeling and Melissa's hand was buried to the palm.

Alice rode this new sensation. She couldn't help but ride like a madwoman, her mouth working, her right hand now beating on her thick clit.

"Oh yes...oh yes...oh yes...so good...so good...so good. Oh yeah...oh yeah...please more...oh yes please more."

Without a thought she grabbed Melissa's wrist and tugged it toward her. Melissa's strong hand disappeared inside, and Alice met this new intense thrust by thrusting right back, churning, moaning, cursing.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh my fuck lord. GIVE IT TO ME!"

She might as well have been possessed because her whole body was thrashing. The three watchers could tell, no, they could feel that she was knowing the full ecstasy with her entire body. And she was loud.

"Keeeee-riss-muss!"

It took a long time for the last bit of orgasm to shudder out of her; her breath coming out in grunts and growls; her whole body flexing with the effort of giving in.

When calm finally returned Melissa left her slippery coated hand resting on Alice's mound. Janine cradled Alice's quivering body.

Simon met Alice's eyes and they were absolutely on fire.

No one said anything for a very long time. What was there to say?

Finally, Melissa's addressed Alice, "So. You see what that beautiful big love orchid or yours is for. Do you need any more proof?"

Alice's eyes had never left Simon's.

"Yes."

"Mmm." Melissa was amused. "You do need more."

Her eyes had not wavered. Somehow, the timid preacher's wife had disappeared.

"Yes. You hinted before, that he could show a... person...just what her..." She gave a dirty giggle. "What my... c...u...n...t... could truly feel. Can I have that? I think I'm ready."

"I think you're ready. Simon?"

Melissa got up and placed a slick finger on Simon's lips.

"Be good to her." She turned to Alice. "You have been a very messy girl. But Simon is a very helpful boy. He will clean you up."

Simon knelt to his task. He certainly didn't need to start slow and get Alice warmed up. But as he planted his first warm kiss on Alice's left inner thigh she put a hand on his forehead and stopped him.

"Wait."

Simon waited.

"Melissa, Janine, so far in this...lesson I can tell Stephen that I have never been with another man. But this changes things...."

"So you want to stop?"

"No."

"So what do you want?"

"I want to go ahead. And... and if it is any way possible...I want Stephen to go ahead, too. Could I...maybe...give him for his birthday...the gift of a...lesson from you guys...well, maybe not from you Simon, but maybe from you two...and me? So he can never hold anything over me...?"

Melissa was grinning from ear to ear. "Why Alice, you little minx, you are a genius! Yes. We could arrange a surprise party where he would learn to treat you right, get his own freak on, and never be able to shame you again. And Simon...tee hee... Simon could be the cameraman for the video."

Now Alice was grinning. "Perfect. And now please, Simon, continue before I change my mind."

Simon dedicated himself again to his calling, starting with hot, wet kisses all over Alice's thighs. He could tell by her contented little murmurs and the way her mons tilted up from time to time, that he was on the right track. Melissa and Janine now had taking their "customary" positions on either side of their subject, close enough when the time was ripe to descend on Alice's puffy nipples, which they had somehow managed to expose as Simon began his work.

As his mouth moved closer to his ultimate target the landscape grew more marshy, and Simon tasted the salty-sweet nectar mix he had sampled on Melissa's fingertips. Simon was growing hungry. The surreal sight of this nubile young innocent in the throes of ecstasy had got his wires jangling. She had already been on quite a journey, so he was ready to take her to the finish line with some dispatch.

His lips were circling the drenched curls, lapping at the plump curves of her larger labia. So slick. But he couldn't help taking a gentle bite of that swollen flesh. He was almost drinking now; moving in to that swollen arch, such a deep red now from all the lovely friction. She couldn't help but gape wide, and the whole alley from hill to hollow was so shiny and pulsing. He so wanted to lap up and down that sluice. But he waited. Knowing that what he was going to do next would make Alice scream.

He began by polishing her shiny wet taint; causing her to whine and surge her soft parts even closer. But then he tilted his head and sucked one of her huge meaty lips deep into his mouth. He could have tongued and tickled it, but no, he was too hungry. He had to eat it, press it hard with his tongue and squeeze the thick flesh hard with his lips. Did he need to apologize? This was just going for it.

But no. Though she gave a huge moan from deep in her belly, she crammed her hot wetness into his mouth. Instinctively, she pushed and churned until his face was deep in that liquid thickness. He had to snatch quick breaths as she grabbed the back of his head and scrubbed that huge juicy cunt all over his face. Every centimeter of it seemed to need a bit of rough touch. Then she caught her rhythm and rode his lips for all she was worth.

What could he do but go for it? Both hands cupping her slick ass, eating this sandwich until he had pulled every loose drop of gravy from it and tried to swallow every ounce of her lovely 'pastrami'.

He took a breather, kissing all around the stiff target at the top of her sopping valley, but avoiding this very big, obvious bull's-eye was difficult. Hard to avoid since her large red nub was way out from under its hood now. Surely, it had been 'accidentally' scrubbed any number of ways by now. But it had not gotten its own personal attention.

Simon caught Alice's hooded eyes with his own. Her face was transformed. Where before it had been pale and pinched and shy; now her cheeks were swollen with sex, in full blush and shiny with her own efforts. Her nostrils flared. Her wet hair was sticking to her face.Her mouth open and wet and waiting for its kiss. But the kiss would come elsewhere.

Melissa and Janine were also watching him, literally licking their lips. He pursed his own and blew a cool jet at Alice's clit. She jerked, frowned, stuck out her lower lip. He opened his mouth and gasped hot air. She was so grateful. A smile. Hands together in a little prayerful silent applause. So, she was ready.

A nod to Melissa and Janine and they both engulfed a tightening pink nipple. Alice moaned from somewhere deep inside and her mons popped upward toward Simon's mouth. Simon slid the flat of his tongue from her taint, up through the gushing valley, over the tiny squirt spot, and, as he reached the tender bit just under her thick little knob, he sucked her whole clit in hard and kept sucking.

He didn't care if it was too much because he knew it wasn't. Still, even as she fucked his mouth hard and spurted below his chin, he kept sucking. He felt the explosion in her womb and kept going, easing off just a little when she pushed his forehead because her clit was so tender, then gentling it until, little by little he could suck hard again, trying again to pull it down his throat, feeling her ass squeeze tight in his hands.

Seven times. Once with his pinky in her ass.

Her low moan rose little by little until she was keening like a siren.

A giant gasp and she went rigid, her face bright red.

"Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!"

He knew she was done when she flopped out spread-eagle, breathing like a marathon winner.

They all kissed her everywhere but that big beautiful ruddy weeping gateway.

And after many, many drowsy moments Alice's new perky voice chimed, "I think I'd like a bath, please, if that is convenient? And a tall, tall drink of something cold and fizzy and a little bit alcoholic. Okay? Oh, and Simon, could you come here a second and give me a kiss? I need to know something."

Simon got up; realized he was a little unsteady, and went to the bedside. Alice beckoned and he bent down.

She gave him a nice long kiss, but it wasn't in gratitude, or because she was hot for him, or because she thought she owed him. It was more like a wine tasting where she was trying a new vintage.

She licked her lips and smiled.

"Fuck Stephen. That's a perfectly good flavor and he'd better learn to like it. And we are going to help him do just that, aren't we ladies?"

And they all laughed and joined in a sisterly group hug.

Simon figured it was time to go have a piss, a beer, and a sandwich.