The preacher's family

CHAPTER NINE

Vicky Baxter was in the kitchen cleaning up the evening dishes. Linda Lewis, who had been invited to dinner, was sitting in the living room with Jack. Vicky was a worried about Jill, who had come home late that afternoon complaining of a headache and refused to join them for dinner.

Vicky was just finishing in the kitchen when she heard the doorbell.

"Will you please answer the door, Jack?" she called, straightening her hair.

When she entered the room, she was surprised to see Sheriff Johnson and Reverend Lewis standing there with Betty Hunter's mother and Mrs. Collins. She noticed how pale and tired Reverend Lewis seemed to be.

"Hi," Vicky cheerfully greeted the group. "Come in and sit down."

"No thank you, Mrs. Baxter," the sheriff answered quietly. "This is business. These ladies have reported that Reverend Lewis has been molesting your daughter and we'll need you to sign the complaint."

"Molested my daughter?" gasped the woman.

"Well, it's even more than that," he continued. "These ladies have accused him of having sexual relations with Jill."

"But I don't believe it," she answered, staring at the two women.

"It's true, all right, Mrs. Baxter," cackled Betty's mother. "We found the two girls carrying on with some older boys and when we questioned them about it, they bragged that Jill had learned about sex from this vile creature."

"Now if you'll just sign these papers," mumbled the sheriff, "we can take him in."

"I'm not signing a complaint against this man," snapped Vicky, "on charges I've never heard about."

"I'm sorry," the sheriff continued, "we can't prosecute him unless you or your daughter sign the complaint."

"I have no intention of signing your damned complaint!" snapped Vicky.

"But these ladies have told me that your daughter told them all about it."

"I didn't even talk to those women!" shouted Jill from the hall entrance where she had been standing, listening to the conversation.

"But you told my daughter all about it, didn't you?" Betty's mother shouted.

"Don't answer her," interrupted Vicky.

"But…" the girl began.

"Jill," continued her mother, "you don't have to answer these women and you don't have to sign a complaint."

"My God!" gasped the sheriff, "are you going to let this pervert off free? I have a daughter and I don't want filthy beasts like him prowling the streets."

"I'm sorry, Sheriff, I'm not filing charges against Reverend Lewis," Vicky continued in a firm voice, "and I'm sure that these two busybodies can't bring up charges on hearsay."

"Well, Sheriff," snapped Mrs. Collins, "do something!"

"There's nothing I can do, ladies," he sighed. "But I hope all of you decent folks drive him out of town."

Escorting the two women to the door, the sheriff turned once more to Vicky. "I can't understand why you want this pervert to be turned loose on other innocent girls."

"Good night, Sheriff," she answered coolly, closing the door behind him.

"You did, didn't you?" Vicky asked quietly when she turned and faced Reverend Lewis.

"Yes," he answered softly, and then, turning to his daughter, he said, "I'm sorry you had to find out about this, Linda."

"It's no shock, Dad, I watched you with her in the rectory one afternoon," she smiled.

"Please sit down, Reverend," Vicky suggested quietly.

The five people sat for several minutes in an embarrassed silence. The grandfather clock sounded like an automatic rifle in the quiet of the room. "Jack," Vicky said, breaking the silence, "why don't you take the girls to a movie. I would like to talk privately with Reverend Lewis."

When they had gone, she moved over on the sofa by the man.

"I'm not completely blaming you," she said quietly. "You know I found her in bed with Jack?"

"Yes," he answered. "She told me."

"She told you?" gasped Vicky in surprise. "Yes," he replied. "She's a very honest, open person. She's a very special person, and in my distorted way, I love that girl."

"I really think you do," she smiled, "I also realize that she's a damned seductive girl."

"The whole mess seems so unreal," he sighed.

"Let's not start finding blame," interrupted Vicky. "None of us have been leading lily-white lives."

When he didn't say anything, Vicky continued, "What will you do now? They certainly won't let you continue in your church when this gossip gets out."

"I've been planning to leave the ministry for some time now," he replied. "I've known for the last few months that I was in the wrong place. After I lost my wife several years ago, I continued in the church as a place where I felt secure. But I've always known my shortcomings as a minister."

When he had mentioned the lost of his wife, Vicky realized that this man, who had been her spiritual rock for so long, was as lonesome without a mate as she was.

"What will you do now?" she asked.

"I've been offered a job in Indian affairs in Arizona," he replied. "I think I'll find it quite rewarding."

"When will you be leaving?" she asked.

"I've already turned in my resignation to the church and I've just been waiting for the board to find a replacement for me."

"How long will that take?" she asked.

"After this thing came up today," he laughed, "both the church and the town will get rid of me immediately."

"Oh, Frank," she gasped, using his first name for the first time. "I'll miss you so much."

"I'll miss you too, Vicky," he sighed.

"Oh, God," she whispered, unconsciously resting her cheek against his face. "Over the years I've depended so much on your guidance. I just can't believe that you won't be here."

A cold emptiness seemed to engulf her body as she sat with her face pressed to his. Without realizing what she was doing, Vicky reached up and touched his cheek, guiding his mouth down against her open trembling lips. Her whole body seemed to melt as he gently embraced her, their open mouths locked in tenderness.

"Oh, Frank," she whispered, tears streaming down her face. "I'll miss you so much."

Without answering he drew her soft warm body deeper into his arms. Never had she felt such a need for the strength of his strong gentle arms.

Casually opening a button on his shirt, she slipped her hand in, caressing his hairy chest. The feel of his manly flesh sent delicious quivers through her body. Lips locked in warm passion, they frantically ground their aroused bodies against each other. Feeling his hard excited cock pushing against her hip, he reached down and covered the throbbing bulge with her soft warm hand. Through her dress, she could feel his strong hand massaging her erect nipples as she moved her hand to his fly. Deftly lowering the zipper, she reached inside for his throbbing cock. When she finally managed to release it, she was stunned with its size. It was even thicker and longer than Bob's proud cock. It was the biggest damned cock she had ever seen in her entire life.

Engulfing the delicious cockhead in her hot mouth, she could feel his left hand sliding up against the soft naked flesh of her inner thigh, while his other hand continued massaging her madly erect nipple.

"Oh, God," she whispered, frantically jumping to her feet. "Let's get these damned clothes off."

When they were both completely disrobed, she led him to the big king-sized bed in her room.

"Now," she giggled, gently pushing him down onto the bed. "You're going to get the best loving you've ever had in your life."

Vicky felt so warm and secure cradled in his arms, her gently hand stroking the massive pole of flesh that was thrusting so mightily into the air.

"Oh, God," she whispered, frantically screwing her juicy cunt up around the finger that he had embedded itself in her frothy slit. She turned her eager open mouth to his and thrust her tongue inside. Their tongues passionately entwined as he frantically drove his finger in and out of her hot eager cunt.

In a wild ecstasy, she plunged her open mouth down over his big cockhead. He trembled and moaned as her mouth frantically sucked and sucked while her teeth nibbled against the underside of his big bloated glans.

Shuddering with lust, he moved his hands over the warm flesh of her big tits, her hot erect nipples quivering under his gentle caress.

Vicky moaned softly, again feeling his fingers moving lightly over the hot swollen lips of her hair-fringed cunt. She again screwed her wet slippery slit up against the finger that was gently parting her damp pubic hair.

"Oh, God," she moaned, stroking his massive cock.

With one hand he was rolling and gently twisting her erect nipples while the finger of his other hand was driving in and out of her trembling cunt.

Squirming and writhing against him, she could feel him caressing the wet fleshy lips of her cunt whip one finger deliciously circled around her desire-swollen clitoris.

He reached down and, gently grasping her luscious asscheeks, pulled her hot belly up against the throbbing cock that Vicky was clutching in her hand.

Christ, his cock felt enormous, pressing against her belly. Frank moaned with pleasure as she rolled his swollen cockhead against her warm flesh.

Slowly she lowered her open mouth over his throbbing prick. Locking her hot lips around the base of his cockhead, she expertly flicked her tongue against the underside of his sensitive knob sucking furiously on his big throbbing cock, she ran her fingers up and down the entire length of his mighty shaft, lingering deliciously over every vein and sinew of his big bloated tool. Finally releasing the cock from her mouth, she lowered her hot passionate mouth over his open lips, thrusting her tongue deep into his throat.

"Oh, God, I think I love you," she whispered pushing her warm naked body against his hard flesh.

"And I think I love you," was his gentle reply as his hand caressed her soft asscheeks. Vicky trembled with excitement when his finger trailed light around her puckered asshole.

"Oh, honey," she whispered, rolling over on her back. "Put that big cock in me. I want you to fuck me to death."

Crawling between her lusciously spread legs, his huge cock gently brushed against the smooth soft flesh of her inner thigh, sending a delicious thrill through her body. Locking her soft open mouth against his, she slid her probing tongue deep into his throat.

Reaching down, she grasped his massive cock and slowly guided it up toward her hungry fuck-hole.

"Oh, God, that big cock feels good," she whispered, closing her fingers tighter around his big bloated glans.

Reaching down and cupping her soft asscheeks in his palms, he pulled her cunt up toward his slowly advancing cock.

"Oh, God, honey," she moaned, grinding herself up against him when she felt the head of his bloated cock pushing gently against her hot slippery cuntlips.

"Oh, fuck me, baby. Fuck me!" she sobbed, reaching down and guiding the massive cock into her hot juice-slickened cunt. "Oh, God," she moaned as the big thick cock slid right up into her hungry belly in one smooth thrust. She could feel his massive cockhead pushing against her womb, his big hairy balls nestling in the soft crevice of her juice-smeared asscheeks.

"I think I really love you," she sobbed, pushing her hungry body up tighter against his.

Vicky moaned in ecstasy as she felt every inch of his massive cock rubbing deliciously against the sensitive flesh of her hot cuntal walls. Plunging it in and out of the hotness of her sucking pussy, his hard cock glistened with her slippery cuntal juices.

"Faster, baby, faster!" she moaned, wildly throwing her hips up to meet every powerful thrust of his hard plunging cock. Grasping his asscheeks in her hands, she pulled him violently against her, arching her hips up to receive the full thrust of his pounding cock. The open lips of her hot juicy cunt sucked and grasped at the very base of his cock, frying vainly to get even more of it into her hungry body.

"Oh God!" she screamed hysterically. "Fuck me, honey! Fuck me hard, baby, fuck me good! Faster, baby, faster! Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Frantically increasing the speed of his powerful thrusts, Frank realized that his lustful passions were driving him madly toward a booming climax.

"Oh, fuck, baby!" Vicky seemed as she raised her legs over his shoulders, exposing the full length of her juicy cunt to his pounding cock.

"Harder, honey, harder! Fuck me, baby, fuck me! Oh, shit, honey! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Clutching him wildly, she sank her teeth into his shoulder. The mind-blowing ecstasy was completely shattering her insanely lurching body. His huge cock was pounding mercilessly into her, trembling cunt, slithering deliciously against her throbbing clitoris.

"Oh, shit! Eeeeaaaggghhh!" she screamed, exploding into a wild orgasm when his white-hot jism spewed out into her trembling fuck-hole. "Oh, God, honey, now I know I love you!" she gasped.

Shuddering violently, she screwed her hungry cunt up tighter against him to better receive the spurts of cum still squirting into her glowing body.

This man was so wonderful. It was almost unbelievable. She smiled softly up at him, the delicious warm sensations of contentment flooding gently through her trembling flesh.

"Oh, God, honey, that was delicious," she sighed, holding his handsome face in her gentle hands.

"Oh, Vicky," he whispered after several minutes of silence. "Will you and the children come with me?"

"I'd love to, Frank," she answered, "but I don't know if it would be right to uproot the children."

"It would be for the best," he continued. "Jack will be leaving for college this fall, and this way you would be near him. As far as Jill is concerned, this gossip will make it hard on her at school."

"You make it sound so wonderful," Vicky whispered.

"And most of all, I love you," sighed Frank, pressing her warm body to his.

"Oh, honey, we could build a beautiful life. We could build it on love and understanding instead of hypocrisy," she sighed.

"I'm sure the children would like it," continued Frank.

"But we must all be honest with ourselves," whispered Vicky. "We've all gone beyond the point of return. We must face reality. I realize that Jill would still need your love, and as adults, we must not be dishonest with ourselves."

"Yes," he smiled.

"I know that my sex-mad Jill would love the arrangement," Vicky giggled, snuggling up against him.

"I wonder how my daughter would accept the whole thing?" he mused.

"No problem there," laughed Vicky, reaching down and caressing his soft cock. "That foxy daughter of yours is just dying to be fucked by her daddy's big cock. Why do you think she wanted Jack to deflower her in your bed?"

"My God," he gasped, "I hadn't thought of that!"

"And lately," she continued, stroking his cock, which was starting to swell in her hand. "I've had a fanny desire to try my son. Jack is growing into a handsome man."

"Oh, Vicky," he whispered, feeling his cock starting to throb, "we can have a beautiful life of love and passion, with no hypocrisy and no jealousy."

"I love you," she sighed, bending down and inserting his hard cock into her soft loving mouth.

After a few minutes of sucking, she lay back on the bed, slowly opening her lush thighs, exposing her juicy pink cunt.

Smiling up at him, she began to rotate her wet cunt in front of his eyes.

"Do you want this cunt, honey?" she giggled, caressing her swollen cuntlips with her delicate fingers.

When he frantically threw his arms around her, she pushed her warm belly against his throbbing cock while pressing her hard nipples up against his hot eager mouth.

His lips gently sucked the delicious buds, while his hands caressed her pliant tits.

"Oh, Frank," she moaned in ecstasy, feeling his hot mouth suck and lick her rock-hard nipples.

Slowly he lowered his hand until it was lightly stroking her soft inner thighs. Grinding slowly against him, she felt his fingers gently parting the soft hairs around her hot quivering cunt. His fingers slowly moving in and out and around her juicy fuck-hole, he continued sucking and nibbling on her excited nipples.

Grinding her hot wet slit up against his lewdly probing finger, she reached down and grasped his big thick cock.

"Oh, God, Vicky," he moaned as she began caressing the full length of his throbbing prick with gentle fingers. When his wildly lurching body signaled that he was rapidly approaching a climax, she withdrew her hand and covered his open mouth with her hot lips.

"Oh, Vicky," he sighed when his quivering body began to relax. "I was ready to explode."

"Okay, honey," she whispered, rolling over on her back again, parting her juicy cuntlips with her fingers. "Let's feel you explode inside me."

"You're so beautiful," he said.

"Oh, God," the woman moaned. "Don't talk! Just fuck me, darling, fuck me now!"

As he knelt between her widespread thighs, she quickly took his quivering cock and guided it up against her warm cuntal opening. Clasping her arms around his waist, and covering his lips with her hot open mouth, she pushed her eager slit up against the hard rubbery bulb of his cock. Pushing frantically against him, she felt his massive cockhead slowly slip into her juice-drenched fuck-hole.

"Oh, God," she moaned in ecstasy, pulling him lighter against her hot eager body.

With his delicious big cock sinking deeper and deeper into her cunt, she could feel it pushing relentlessly against her sensitive inner flesh. Their mouths and bodies locked passionately together, Vicky felt that she was drifting away from reality as his massive cock slithered deeper and deeper, aided by her abundant hot juices.

When she realized that he had fully penetrated her, she locked her legs behind his knees, thrusting her pelvis as tightly as she could against him to make certain that every bit of his luscious big cock was buried deep in her cunt.

Her tingling cuntal nerves sprang alive in a delicious frenzy as she felt him slowly withdraw his magnificent cock. He withdrew it until only the tip of his glans remained in her warm slippery cunt.

Vicky moaned with pleasure when she felt his big thick cock moving slowly back up into her sensitive passage to the warm depths of her eagerly trembling belly.

"Oh God, honey, this is so wonderful," she sobbed as he began moving back and forth, in and out at a controlled pace.

"Aaaaaggghhh!" she screamed when he began speeding up the rhythm of his fucking thrusts. "Oh, God, that feels good! Oh, shit, I'm going to come! Oh, God, I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Grasping him frantically, she screwed her cunt up tighter against him as she felt his deliciously hot jism gushing out of his massive cockhead.

Her whole body was lurching insanely, her head tossing frantically from side to side, her face wildly contorted, her glazed eyes staring blankly at the spinning ceiling.

Floating back to reality, she felt so relaxed and serene in Frank's strong comforting arms. Smiling contentedly, she lay thinking of the glorious future that would be unfolding for all of them. A world of deep love, total freedom and compassion was to be their new life. She was so happy that she and Frank were mature enough to take this revolutionary step, the only step that was practical for his sex-hungry family.

"Oh, Frank," she whispered. "It's going to be so wonderful to enjoy passion without shame. My only real sexual outlet has been a rather sordid affair with two sexual athletes, and that certainly lacked fulfillment."

"Yes," he softly replied. "The thing I've been having with Jill was beautiful, but I was always wallowing in guilt."

"I understand," she smiled, "but you mustn't neglect her now. She loves you very much and I'm afraid she would be awfully hurt if you discontinued having sex with her."

"No," the mart replied truthfully. "I'm afraid it would be impossible for me to live in the same house with Jill and not be able to fuck her occasionally."

"And I want you too," Vicky giggled, reaching for his cock. "But I want you to save plenty of this big hunk of meat for me."

After several minutes of stroking his slowly expanding cock, Vicky turned to him. "And don't ignore your daughter. I've come to know Linda very well this summer, and I know that Jack won't be able to satisfy all of her overwhelming passions. She'll need your cock, as well as Jack's."

His cock lurched violently in Vicky's hand when he thought of fucking his lovely daughter. It was something he had never considered until Vicky mentioned it, and now the thought of fucking his daughter really turned him on.

"But she's my baby," he muttered in confusion.

"Maybe she's your baby," giggling Vicky, "but she's a helluva lot older than my baby, and you certainly enjoy fucking her!"