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Chapter 2 – Sheamus & Rosaria
‘Mmm, hello!’ Rosaria de Gama O’Shaunessey said as her husband pulled her into his arms and kissed her as he came home for the day. ‘Somebody’s happy to see me,’ she said, reaching down and grabbing his rapidly hardening cock through his pants.
‘Well, it has been a very interesting day and somebody is very happy to see you,’ Sheamus O’Shaunessey said, releasing the hook at the top of Rosaria’s dress and stepping back a step to watch as it slid down her body to pool at her feet, leaving her standing naked in front of him wearing only the 3′ high heels that she never seemed to be without.
‘Is that so?’ she asked with a blinding smile, lifting her arms above her head, her feet planted apart, slowly swaying her hips, her olive skin glowing, her full 35C breasts sexily moving back and forth, the almost black berry-like nipples full and hard, sticking out prominently.
‘Tell me more,’ she said, lowering her arms and reaching for his pants, lowering them and his boxer shorts to the floor as he removed his shirt, ‘and don’t leave anything out,’ she said as she wrapped a hand around his rock-hard cock and began to softly suck on the head, her tongue probing the slit to taste the pre-cum that had already gathered there.
‘First things first,’ Sheamus O’Shaunessey said, reaching down and urging her to her feet, then sweeping her up into his arms and carrying her into their bedroom where he gently placed her on the bed.
‘I’m also very thirsty,’ he said, pushing her knees up to her shoulders and sticking his tongue into the steamy cauldron of her pussy, her thick clit visibly throbbing as he fastened his lips on it and gently sucked.
‘Mmm, yes, worship at the altar, baby, worship at the altar,’ Rosaria urged, reaching down and pulling her husband’s face tightly into her pussy.
More than almost anything else, Sheamus O’Shaunessey loved eating his wife’s pussy. An even deeper duskier color of olive brown, Rosaria’s inner pussy lips protruded almost an inch from between her plump outer lips, slightly curling out. Sheamus loved gripping them between his fingers and pulling them out and apart to reveal the bright pink interior of her pussy, always slick and shiny with her juices.
‘Oh, yes, that’s it, that’s it,’ Rosaria de Gama O’Shaunessey cried out as she came, flooding her husband’s face as he frantically licked and sucked at the cum feast she was producing.
‘Ahh!!!’ she cried out, arching her back as he gently chewed on her inner lips, knowing how sensitive they were, especially right during and after an orgasm.
‘Now I feel better,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said, looking up from between his wife’s spread thighs to smile at her, his face smeared with pussy juice.
‘Now you truly look like a man of God,’ Rosaria de Gama O’Shaunessey said with a laugh. ‘You look like you’ve been to the promised land.’
‘This is the promised land,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said, pushing to his feet and driving his rock-hard cock all the way into his wife’s open and inviting pussy.
‘Oh, no, you don’t,’ she said, wriggling out from beneath him and dislodging his cock from her pussy. ‘I’m thirsty, too, remember?’ she said as she slid forward to the edge of the bed, her husband’s cock now sticking straight out, glistening with her pussy juices. ‘Feed me first, then you can fuck me,’ she said, inhaling his cock, not stopping until her face was pressed up against his stomach.
‘Oh, yes,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey sighed as he felt his wife’s magical mouth and throat sucking on his cock.
‘But tell me what happened today,’ she gasped as she lifted her face from his cock.
As Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey related his tale, his wife returned to sucking his cock, and she gave a world-class blowjob. By the time he got to the end of his tale, she was face-fucking herself so hard and fast that he felt his balls churning as they prepared to blow their load.
‘Oh, Dear Lord,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey moaned as his balls exploded.
Immediately Rosaria de Gama O’Shaunessey pulled her face off of her husband’s cock, holding it so that each spurt of his hot cum splashed onto her upper lip, then dripped onto her tongue, into her mouth, down onto her chin as she continued pumping him with both hands. When cum stopped oozing from his cock, she then used it to scrape all of the cum on her face into her mouth, then sucked him clean.
‘Now tell me how we’re going to get Michael & Faith to come play, but do it while you’re fucking me,’ she said, sliding onto her back and pulling her knees up and apart to expose her sopping pussy to him.
Laughing, Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey drove his still hard cock into his wife’s hungry pussy, feeling her heat envelop him as he leaned forward to suck first one, then the other rock-hard nipple into his mouth, gently, and then a bit more than gently, chewing on her nipples, one after the other, causing her to groan when he bit down a bit too hard.
Biting even harder, he heard her cry out and at the same time felt her pussy spasm on his cock, her whole body writhing in orgasm as he continued to bite down hard on her nipples, one after the other, until he felt her pussy stop clamping down on his cock, at which point he began to gently and lovingly suck and lick her nipples, soothing them from the effects of his biting.
‘Damn, the way you know how to make me cum,’ Rosaria de Gama O’Shaunessey said with a laugh as she pulled his face to hers, kissing him deeply. ‘I just love you so much.’
‘You are one hot woman, Rosaria,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said. ‘But you make one hell of a mess,’ he added standing up, his still-hard cock sliding from her pussy, their combined juices dripping from it.
‘Well, what kind of a good Christian wife would I be if I didn’t clean up my own messes?’ she asked, sitting up and taking him into her mouth, sucking long and hard to clean him of their combined juices.
‘How better to honor my husband?’
‘So, what about Michael & Faith?’ Rosaria asked, sitting up, her husband’s now clean cock in her hands, once again hard as a rock. ‘Is their relationship in trouble, do you think?’ she asked, pushing him onto his back and easily mounting him, sinking down onto his throbbing cock.
‘No, I think it’s just Michael feeling normal frustrations and wanting to be more like us, if he only knew,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey replied. ‘He is a very devout man, committed, and I believe Faith is also. But like many, they don’t realize that life can be just as complete with full faith and devotion, that there needn’t be any sacrifice of the pleasures that we were created for.’
‘Mmm, I know just what you mean,’ Rosaria said, sliding her hips back and forth faster and faster as she fucked him. ‘So, what is your goal going to be?’ she asked, letting his cock slide from her pussy as she rolled over onto her hands and knees, her ass and pussy pointing at him, her pussy a swollen red gash between her olive thighs.
‘I’m mostly concerned with making sure that they are both spiritually and psychologically at ease,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey replied as he knelt behind his wife, his shining cock pointing straight at her proffered ass and pussy.
‘Are you going to try to bring them into our world?’ she asked, wriggling her ass at him.
‘I don’t know,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey replied, rubbing his cock up and down her gooey slit. ‘If I think that they’re ready and will agree, I might try,’ he said, sinking deep into her welcoming pussy.
‘Mmm, that is just so nice,’ Rosaria de Gama O’Shaunessey said as Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey began to fuck her in earnest now, the immediate pressure on his balls relieved.
‘I just know that Michael would be an even better spiritual leader if he were content in all of the areas of his life, not just his spiritual life,’ he said, really slam
ming his cock in and out of his wife’s sopping pussy. ‘And for some reason he feels the need to have Faith openly lusting for him, and possibly more.’
‘Well, you can hardly blame him, can you?’ Rosaria de Gama O’Shaunessey said as her husband continued to pound her pussy. ‘She is very beautiful, delicious looking, I’d go so far as to say. And by the way you’re fucking me right now, I doubt you’d mind finding out personally, would you?’ she asked with a laugh, grinding her pussy back at him, rotating her ass in circles.
‘Ah, you witch!’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey cried out as he felt her pussy milking his cock. ‘I’m going to cum!’
‘Cum on my ass and pussy,’ Rosaria de Gama O’Shaunessey panted as she felt her husband’s cock swell.
‘Oh, God,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey groaned as he felt his balls spasm.
Pulling his spurting cock from his wife’s gaping pussy, Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey aimed his cock at her asshole, watching as rope after rope of hot cum spurt from his cock and splashed against her rosebud, then slowly dribbled and slid down to her pussy, sliding between, over and around her spread pussy lips.
‘Mmm, I just love it when your cum splashes against my ass,’ Rosaria said when she felt his orgasm subside. ‘Now it’s your turn to clean me up,’ she said, wriggling her ass and pussy at him, covered with his cum, her own pussy juices soaking her thighs.
‘Turn-about is fair play,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said with a laugh as he dove into his wife’s swampy pussy, slurping up most of the cum cocktail immediately, then paying careful attention to her rosebud, making sure it was spic & span, gently probing with the stiffened tip of his tongue as she gasped and writhed beneath him. Then he put his full attention to her pussy and thighs, not stopping until she was clean and glistening.
‘Oh, I just love it when you come home all worked up,’ Rosaria said as her husband crawled up her body, trailing his tongue up through her navel, then softly sucking on each of her distended nipples before kissing her deeply, his cock finding its unerring way into her hot welcoming pussy.
Now they fucked slowly, writhing together on the bed, Sheamus’ cock never stopping its unending rhythm, plunging the depths of Rosaria’s hot hungry pussy.
‘I love you so much, Husband,’ Rosaria whispered to him, her arms wrapped around his neck, her ankles locked around the small of his back as she tried to fuck him just as much as he was fucking her. ‘I thank the Lord every day that we both wanted a cab that day,’ she told him, a smile on her face as sweat began to form on her brow, squeezing her ass tightly together in a Kegel maneuver, her pubococcygeus muscle clamping down on her husband’s cock, eliciting a deep groan/moan of satisfaction.
‘You’re the only woman in the world who could have gotten me to think more of her than of my vows to the Catholic church,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey replied, slamming his cock deeply into his wife’s magical milking pussy. ‘And I don’t think I could ever get so close to God without the blessings of our love together,’ he added. ‘Jesus’ whole message was one of Love and Tolerance, so how can you possibly preach, much less practice either if you exclude the most holy of relationships, that between a man and woman in love.’
‘Well, at least as a Catholic priest I had a better than average chance that you’d like ass fucking,’ Rosaria said with a laugh, lifting herself up against him, grinding her pussy into his pubic bone, feeling her clit ready to burst. ‘And we both know that nothing makes me hotter than a nice cock in my ass, don’t we?’ she said, lust shining in her eyes.
‘I get the hint,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said with a laugh, pushing up onto his knees and grabbing her by the ankles, holding them high and as far up towards her head as far as possible, his cock still impaling her pussy.
As he slid his cock from his wife’s pussy, she reached around beneath herself and pulled her ass cheeks as wide apart as possible, spreading them wide to give him easy access. Staring at the incredible pink star winking at him, Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey placed the tip of his cock at the center of the star and gently pushed. After an initial hesitation his cock began to slide easily into her ass.
‘Oh, yes,’ Rosaria gasped as inch after inch filled her bowels until all 7 inches were deeply ensconced. ‘Now fuck me, fuck me hard,’ she demanded.
Laughing, Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey began to fuck his wife’s ass, slowly but surely picking up his pace as her ass loosened up. Reaching down with one hand, he began to rub her clit with a thumb as he fucked her ass. Almost immediately she began to cum, her ass spasming on his cock and pussy juice dribbling down from her gaping pussy to further lubricate his cock as it pistoned in and out of her ass.
‘Oh, good Lord!’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey cried out, burying himself as deeply as possible in his wife’s ass as his balls exploded, cum pumping deep inside of her as her ass and pussy continued to spasm in the throes of her orgasm.
‘Mmm, it is so nice to feel so loved,’ Rosaria de Gama O’Shaunessey said with a sigh as her husband released her leg and let his cock slide from her ass, followed by a dribble of cum.
‘Join me in the shower and then we’ll make dinner,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said, offering her a hand and helping her to her feet.
‘It’s so nice to have an evening to ourselves,’ Rosaria said as they stepped into the shower. ‘Tomorrow the Gilmores are coming for their weekly Thursday night special counseling session.’
‘Isn’t that nice,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said as the steam from the shower filled the room.
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