The Vicars Wife: Part 3

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The over her cunt licking dog tongue felt like sandpaper. Once the dog had begun to lick her cunt, which started began to tingle, and the muscles on the inside of her thighs, which formed the connection with her crotch tightened. Her cunt began to contract with excitement. Involuntarily Agnes spread her legs, which gave the dog even easier access to her cunt.

My God, Agnes thought delighted. This is delicious! Just great! What the hell everybody can see my cunt! When everybody can see me cumming it does not matter, as long as I am just cumming. Dizzy with excitement she sank a little further sprawled on the three seater sofa, where she slid her buttocks downwards away from her skirt, until she sat down with her bare buttocks on the sofa. Still dizzy with excitement and emotion, her whole body began to tremble. Agnes moaned softly as she involuntarily pushed her pelvis shocking forward, and her cunt started spastic and involuntarily to contract, while the dog licked her cunt.

Ron and Reina looked curious and full of excitement at the cunt of Agnes. Their eyes seemed fixed to her cunt, but Agnes didn’t notice. She is so focused on the delicious feeling of dog tongue over her cunt, that she had no time to give even a shred of attention to her surroundings.

“Well, well,” said Reina. “The dog seems to quite excite her. Apparently she desperately needs an orgasm.”

But Agnes didn’t hear it. She totally concentrates on the dog’s tongue, which not only put her cunt, but her whole body on fire. It’s as if she is playing with herself, but a thousand times more delicious. Her lower body shook spastic and shivers ran over her back. Her cunt contracted again and again, and a large amount of cunt moisture oozed out. Agnes began to feel dizzy when her orgasm erupted as a volcano. She gibbered incoherently, and for a moment she is out of the world. At the moment that Agnes came back to her senses, Ron pulled the dog by its collar from between her legs away, and led him out through the door.

While Ron took the dog through the garden doors to the garden, Agnes came to her senses. She sat with her legs spread wide, in the middle of the sofa. Her cunt is clearly visible, and is still occasionally contracting in the afterglow of her orgasm. Her cunt glistened from the saliva of the dog, and perhaps from the cunt juice of her own cunt. Even the hairs on her cunt were wet with the slobber of the dog. She sighed satisfied and content, and she let herself blissfully sink backward against the backrest of the three-seater sofa.

With her legs still spread wide. Until the realization that she had an orgasm under the eyes of her neighbors dawned on Agnes. It drove her blush to her cheeks. Hasty and embarrassed she sat upright. She did put her legs together and pulled her skirt back down. Looking downward, she sat stiffly upright on the sofa, her hands demurely folded in her lap. Ron sat in one of the armchairs, while Reina got up and served a glass of sherry, after which she sat down in the other armchair.

“We saw you cumming” Reina said.

“I cannot deny that it was a thrilling spectacle to see you having an orgasm,” Ron said.

Agnes said nothing. She bowed her head even deeper in shame.

“Indeed it is,” agreed Reina. “And it may be said that you have a very beautiful body, and one, even more beautiful, delicious and horny cunt. Unbelievable this vicar of yours doesn’t get aroused by it. That he makes so little use of it.”

“I agree,” Ron chimed in. “Such a body, and such a nice, tight cunt is primarily created to be fucked. A vicar should understand that in the first place. What is wrong with that man?”

Agnes still didn’t say anything. But those with admiration spoken words from the couple made that she felt less ashamed, and that she even became a little proud of her body.

“You have nothing to be ashamed of,” said Reina. “You’re a young, healthy woman. Of course you have a desire for sex. Of course you need to orgasm regularly. Like every other human being.”

“That’s something we also have,” said Ron. “Even at our age. That is natural. Not something that any man or woman should be ashamed of.”

“You have a beautiful body,” continued Reina. “It’s a pleasure to look at. Even when you orgasm.”

“Especially when you orgasm,” Ron said again. “You can only be proud of it.”

Reina took the conversation back. “Listen,” she said. “We found it really great to see you cumming. It’s obvious you found it wonderful to cum. And we’re sure the dog loves to lick your cunt. You don’t harm anyone, you make everyone happy. Not in the least yourself. So, why wouldn’t you do it? And what’s against it to continue doing it?”

“Exactly,” Ron said. “You not only made yourself happy, but everyone else is happy with it.”

Everyone is silent. But by this discussion the atmosphere suddenly changed into a warm, pleasant atmosphere of contentment. They drank their sherry in a contented silence. Reina stood up and began to clear the coffee table.

“Do you come back next Friday to drink coffee again?” She asked gently. “That we would find very pleasant”

“I think so,” said Agnes.

“Lovely” said Reina. “Come again without panties, so the dog can lick your beautiful cunt again, and we can see you cumming again.”

The satisfaction Agnes had felt under the influence of the afterglow of her orgasm, yet changed again in embarrassment, anxiety and restlessness.

“I don’t know,” she whispered, her head bowed.

“Come on, baby,” responded Reina comforting. “There’s nothing to which you should be ashamed of. We all enjoyed it, yourself not in the last place. And that’s nothing to be ashamed of. ”

“I’ll see,” Agnes said, as she got up to go home.

*****

Agnes didn’t have to think long about the question if she next Friday would go or not to the neighbors to drink coffee. The orgasm the dog tongue had given her, had done her so well that she could not resist to masturbate again that afternoon. Although she mainly thought back with shame to it, that the neighbors had been sitting and watching when she became her orgasm, it began to excite her as well. And the more the caressing of her fingers on her clit continued, and the feeling of excitement became more intense, the shame became replaced more and more by excitement. In her mind, she saw the neighbor bent over with intense eyes looking at her cunt, and she came delicious.

Because of the delicious orgasms she had had, and maybe because Agnes felt a little guilty, she forgiving had cooked a delicious supper. Peter’s favorite meal. Whether it is through the food, or because Peter had enough of the situation, Agnes didn’t know, but the food certainly had to do with it. Because after dinner they were still seated down to enjoy the meal. Something they had not done in the last few weeks. And when Agnes suggested that they would forget their quarrel, Peter eagerly agreed.

Eager enough so that when it was time to go to bed, she dared to ask, “Shall we go to bed?”

To her delight Peter not only agreed, but also followed her into the marital bedroom. At that time it was clear to Agnes. She would not go and drink coffee with the neighbors anymore, but would from now on be satisfied with the weekly sex with her husband. Less than ten minutes later, Agnes thought about it again quite differently. Peter is indeed lying down next to her in bed. He had turned toward her and under the covers he had pulled up her nightgown.

Agnes had willingly spread her legs when Peter is lying on top of her. He had pulled down his pajama pants a little, and he had fucked her rutted and without foreplay or any kind of caresses. Groaning, he had pushed his cock up and down in her cunt, until he came and had emptied his balls inside her. Then he is rolled away from her. He had turned his back to her and he had said goodnight to Agnes and a little later he fell asleep.

Agnes had been lying awake frustrated for another hour or longer. The fucking had her excited. But no more than that. It had not lasted long enough for her to orgasm, and through the excitement that Peter had awakened in her, Agnes still remained restless. She didn’t have the courage to play with her clit while her husband is sleeping next to her. Finally, she fell into a restless sleep, so that she woke up tired the next morning.

Then Agnes was really sure. During drinking coffee with the neighbors, she enjoyed more from the orgasm caused by the dog’s tongue than while she’s fucking with her husband. Tomorrow she will go drinking coffee again at the neighbors. Without panties. When she had taken that decision she took off her panties and sat with her legs wide apart on the three-seater sofa. She pulled her skirt up and caressing with her fingers over her clit, she began to masturbate.

Agnes now thought again back to the neighbors with less shame, how they had been seated looking at her cunt as she came under the dog’s tongue. And while the caressing of her fingers over her clit continued, she saw in her mind the neighbors bending over her, with intense glances looking at her cunt. It made her so excited that she gloriously came.

*****

At ten o’clock precisely Agnes stood by the neighbors at the door.

It is Reina, who opened the door for her. “Did you come without panties?” She asked, once the door had closed behind Agnes.

“Yes,” replied Agnes.

“Good” continued Reina. “Show me”

“What?” Asked Agnes surprised.

“Lift your skirt,” said Reina. “I want to see with my own eyes you have no panties on.”

A moment, Agnes is baffled. What the hell, she thought? She is bossing me to show my cunt? That I cannot let happen. But then what? Going home? And forever missing the wonderful feeling of the dog’s tongue over my cunt? That wonderful feeling that I’ve been looking forward to so much?

Moreover, thought Agnes, she’ll see my cunt in a moment anyway. To be honest, the way Reina ordered her to show her cunt, made her more excited than she wanted to admit. So Agnes lifted her skirt still a little uncertain at the front, showing Reina her bare cunt. Showing her cunt to the other woman caused a twinge of excitement pulling through her cunt.

“Okay,” said Reina. “You can come in”

She went to the living room, followed by Agnes. The dog is not in the living room, as Agnes noticed when she came in. Ron is in the room. When Agnes entered the room, he rose from the easy chair where he is sitting and came towards Agnes. While Reina sat in the other easy chair, Agnes stopped, like a reflex. Ron stayed about a meter and a half in front of her.

“Hi, Agnes,” he said gently. “How are you?”

“Good,” Agnes said. “Thank you.”

“Did you come here without panties?” Ron asked.

Agnes blushed. “Yes,” she said with her eyes down.

“Sweet,” Ron continued. “Let’s see.”

Showing your cunt to another woman, is one thing. It’s something different, to show your cunt just like that to a strange man, Agnes thought even more embarrassed. At the same time another twinge of excitement pulled through her cunt. With bowed head and blushing with excitement and shame Agnes lifted the hem of her skirt at the front edge so Ron could see her naked cunt. He made her humiliation complete by coming closer towards her and to sit down on his haunches in front of Agnes. Ron is now less than half a meter away from her cunt and Agnes felt the intensity of his eyes on her cunt. Nevertheless, she stood still, with the hem of the skirt in her hands, raised to her waist.

“Put your legs slightly further apart,” Ron said.

Blushing with shame Agnes did what Ron had ordered her. At first she felt his hot breath on her cunt and then his hands on the bottom of her hips. With his thumbs on her cunt lips Ron pulled her cunt open. Agnes trembled with shame and excitement. She felt how Ron is looking into her cunt. And she knew that he saw how wet her cunt is on the inside. Then Ron took his hands away from her cunt and stood upright. Agnes released her skirt.

“What are you doing?” Ron cried. “Nobody said you could put your skirt down! Come on! Lift that skirt up and show us your cunt!”

Startled Agnes lifted her skirt for the third time at the hem up to lift it at the front, so Ron and Reina again could look at her naked cunt.

My God, Agnes thought of herself. What I am doing for God’s sake. But nevertheless she remained, with her skirt up and her legs spread in the living room of the neighbors, without even making any move to cover her cunt.

“Why are you doing this?” Ron asked her.

Agnes looked blankly at him.

“Why are you doing this?” Repeated Ron. “Why do you lift your skirt up for us just like that, and let us your cunt? Why do you come here without panties and let our dog lick your cunt?”

“I… Uh…” Agnes hesitated. “Because you want me to do this.”

“That’s nonsense,” Ron said. “You don’t do this because you have to do it for others, for strangers. You can simply refuse it.”

He sat on the three seater sofa and looked at Agnes, who with her legs still spread and her skirt still up, with blushing cheeks stood in front of him.

“I will tell you why you’re doing this,” Ron said.

Reina sat in the other corner of the three seater sofa.

“I will tell you why you’re doing it,” Ron said again. “Why you came back a few weeks ago, begging after you previously ran away upset. Why you’re obedient come to us, drinking coffee with us without wearing panties. Why you let us look at your cunt while the dog is licking it. Why you let us watch you while you’re cumming.”

Ron paused.

“You do it because it excites you,” Ron said. “Dear, in your heart you know the Lord has programmed you this way. Because you know deep inside you’re created to be King’s bitch. That you’re created to be our little slut.”

He paused again.

“Your education and your so-called Christian values have prevented you from admitting it until now. It’s prevented you from showing your true nature,” Ron said. “But deep in your heart you feel that you’re created to serve others with your beautiful, but slutty body. To please others with your cunt. Humans and animals. To become possessed. You’re destined to be someone’s property. To be owned. Like some domestic animal. Someone who can use your body. Using it to his or her sole discretion. To be someone’s property.”

Agnes is stunned silent. Ron’s words had perplexed her.

This went far beyond her imagination.

“What I said, bewildered you,” Ron said. “You’re shocked. But deep down inside you know I’m right. Deep down you know you want to be our property. That you want us to use your cunt and the rest of your slutty body. That we humiliate you and let us use you in every way that pleases us. That’s what makes your cunt tingle right now. That’s why you’re trembling with excitement. That’s why your cunt is so wet now.”

Reina looked at Agnes with an encouraging smile.

“You’re shocked,” Reina said. “I can imagine that. It must be quite a revelation for you. But just think quietly about it when you’re back home.”

She paused for a moment.

“Now we go drinking a nice cup of coffee,” she said. “Let your skirt down and come and sit between us.”

*****

After they’d drunk their first cup of coffee, they let the dog into the living room. Which immediately ran to Agnes to stab his snout under her skirt. Agnes sat frozen, with legs slightly spread. A jolt of excitement pulled through her as she felt the wet nose of the dog against her cunt. Her whole body started to tingle, and she gasped for a moment.

“King is very excited today,” Ron said. “I’ll keep him away from you for a moment, so you can sit in one of the armchairs”

“Maybe it’s a good idea to have the dog first lick your cunt, so then we can drink another coffee in peace,” Reina said.

Agnes didn’t know what to say. For her feelings, this still didn’t go in the right direction. She felt that she is being manipulated in some way. But the openly, nonchalant way she is commanded to behave herself salacious, made her so excited that she felt that her cunt is becoming even wetter as it already is. And so she sat down in the armchair.

“Lovely,” said Reina. “Sit quite slumped in the armchair, with your legs over the arm rests.”

When Agnes didn’t respond, Reina came to her, and she first lifted Agnes left leg until it hung over the armrest. Then she did the same with the right leg of Agnes. Then she grabbed Agnes at her hips and pulled her further forward in the armchair. Agnes is now sitting in the armchair with her legs spread wide and her cunt exposed, but Reina still pulled Agnes her skirt further upwards and also backwards so that her entire abdomen could be seen.

Agnes is sitting in the most obscene possible position in the armchair. Because her legs were hanging over the armrests, they were spread wide, which is accentuated by being sitting slumped in the armchair. With her legs spread so wide, her cunt is shown in all its glory to Ron and Reina.

“You can let the dog loose now, Ron,” said Reina.

Like an arrow from a bow, the dog rushed forward, until he stood between Agnes her widely spread legs. The dog sniffed only briefly at Agnes her crotch, and then he immediately started to lick her cunt. Agnes shivered with excitement. The feeling that the dog’s tongue on her cunt gave her is divine! Involuntarily Agnes pushed her pelvis forward towards the muzzle of the dog. She closed her eyes and while enjoying the wonderful sensation of the dog’s tongue on her cunt, she let the dog shamelessly lick at her cunt. She is herself well aware of the spectators, and even more of the fact that Ron and Reina both, were watching how she came.

Because that is what already is happening after only a few minutes. Her orgasm had built up itself plummeting, from deep inside her cunt and engulfed her with a wave of sensational lust. She is cumming in a few minutes. And it is delicious. That the watching of Ron and Reina had made her only more excited, is something that she didn’t want to recognize. She even didn’t want to think about it. Because Ron nor Reina made preparations to take the dog away from her, Agnes pulled her legs from the armrests, and put her feet on the floor, and closed her knees tight together. To try to force in this way the dog’s head out of crotch, in which she succeeded very well.

“That’s beautiful,” said Reina. “We’ve seen how you’ve enjoyed yourself.”

“And there we have enjoyed ourselves too” Ron said. “It’s a horny sight to see you cumming.”

“Let’s go and drink some coffee,” said Reina.

She got up to serve the second cup of coffee.

*****

From that day Agnes went still three times a week drinking coffee with the neighbors. The procedure is the same every time. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday at ten o’clock precisely stood Agnes in front of the neighbor’s front door to be let in by Reina. In the hallway Reina checked if she had come without panties, by letting Agnes raise her skirt, after which Agnes went behind her to the living room. There she sat down in one of the armchairs, with her legs over the arm rests so that her legs were spread wide and her bare cunt, could clearly be seen. Ron then let the dog loose, which like a spear ran towards Agnes to lick at her cunt till she came while Ron and Reina were watching. As soon as she had been cumming Agnes took her legs from the armrests. Put her feet on the floor, and pulled her knees together to force the dog to take his head out of her crotch.

Then they drink coffee.

Like this Wednesday morning too.

When Agnes had climaxed she sat up and did put her legs together to push the dog away. Ron and Reina smiled kindly at her.

“That again is lovely to see, sweetie,” said Reina when they were drinking coffee.

“Well, it is!” Ron chimed in. “It’s always a pleasure to see you cumming.”

Reina stood up to serve the coffee. As if Agnes, not just yet under the eyes of the eagerly watching neighbor’s had an orgasm, because she had let the dog lick her cunt, Agnes is sitting then neatly upright in the armchair. Upright with her knees demurely together and her hands folded in her lap talking small talk.

 

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  1. I have read all three chapters about the Vickers wife and really enjoyed them very much I hope to see chapter four soon. Thank You very much

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