"Pass the plate" (MF, con, wife cheat)

[Janus]

When my mother asked me to escort her to the Christmas Eve candle service, I winced. Normally my sister would take her but something came up. My mom isn't getting any younger and can't drive after dark.

I hadn't been to church in years, but it was very important to Mom, so I told her I'd do it.

I donned my Sunday best, nice khaki slacks, brown shoes, shined to a high gloss, maroon turtle neck under a cream sweater with an Indian design, hair combed just so and my best cologne. It was time for church.

I walked Mom up the steps. I had her hold on tight as they were icy. As we entered the vestibule, we were greeted by a man and woman who handed us our programs and candles. We weaved through the throng of attendees and found "her" pew, we removed our jackets and sat down, and checked our programs to find the songs that we'd be singing for the evening.

As I was closing the hymnal I glanced up and looked around. Across the isle and back one set of pews, staring at me, was this smokin' hot blonde with a curvy body and a face that had a wow factor of ten. She appeared to be in her early to mid forties, same as me. Her eyes were a piercing blue that seemed to look right into my soul. I returned her gaze as best I could. I was more than interested and it seemed as though she was too. She gave me a coy smile which revealed her perfect teeth and looked down.

As the crowd began to fill the pews, a family of five searched for seats. There was only room for four at the beautiful blonde’s pew. I noticed this and asked Mom to slide down a seat. I looked at the woman and said, If you'd like, you can sit here with us. That would give room for the five of them.”

She grabbed her coat and came right over, exchanging pleasantries with the family as they took their seats.

As she walked toward me, I got a better look at her. She was wearing a purple dress with big buttons that went clear down the front and white stockings that went above the hem of her dress.

She reached our pew and extended her hand. "Hi, I'm Sara" she said. I slid my hand into hers and introduced her to my mother then I told her my name was Bryan.

Her hand was soft and smooth, and her perfume was intoxicating. I offered the seat nearest the isle, forgetting to remove my hand from hers. She giggled a little and we locked eyes as we broke our grip.

The seating was close, we nearly didn't have room. We sat and our thighs were touching. She held her coat in her lap. On her left hand sat a diamond that was huge and brilliant with color.

Being far from shy, I commented on how nice she looked and that her perfume was very pleasant. She thanked me and gave me another perfect smile.

As the minister took the lectern, he asked the congregation to stand and give thanks for God’s gift of the Christ Child. I was giving thanks for this hottie sitting next to me.

My Mother, who knows me better than anyone, gave me the elbow. I looked at her and she grinned and whispered to me, "That man up there is her husband."

Me, being the smart ass that I am, replied, "She's a Nun?"

Mom said, "No.  She's married to the minister, asshole."

I chuckled and told her, "I think I'm going to fuck his wife tonight."

Mom gasped and shook her head. As she looked down to pray, she began to giggle.

The minister was a short fat guy. He looked to be around fifty. I didn't quite see how he could have landed such a beauty.

We said our prayer, sang Silent Night and The First Noel. The Minister had us sit and began his sermon.

As he told us about the star and the magi, the sanctuary began to get warm. Sara had her wool coat in her lap. I told her that if she was too warm I could set her coat on the other side of my Mom. She smiled at me with her eyes and handed me her coat. Not breaking eye contact I grabbed her coat and laid it on my mother. Mom hissed at me and laid the coat next to her. Sara giggled and I grinned at her. We turned our heads and listened to her husband give a glowing review of the events that occurred in Bethlehem.

As the minister droned on, I took notice that Sara had unfastened the bottom four buttons on her dress. Her stocking top was visible as was the catch of a garter.  I looked at her and then her thigh and then back to her face. She winked at me. I was a little shocked that she was so forward, not that I minded.

The minister had us stand and sing, "Angels We Have Heard On High," and, "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen." Again, we prayed for the unfortunate and those that haven't found the Lord, and afterward were told to sit. As I sat down, I noticed that another of her buttons was undone. Sara caught me looking. I smiled at her and whispered, "Perfect."

She licked her lips and looked at my growing cock. "Mhmmm," she moaned.

I slid my hand over to her thigh and gave it a rub and a squeeze. She wiggled in her seat and smiled. My mom glanced over at me and said, "For Christ sake, Bryan, why don't you just fuck her right there."

Getting busted by my seventy three year old mother was a delight in and of itself.

As the minister wrapped up the sermon, the group stood. In the darkness, I patted Sara's ass. The lights were dimmed.  The only light was the lit candle and the candle that the minister held. As he walked toward the crowd he said to the first pew, in a loud enough voice for the entire group to hear, "May you be blessed with peace.” As the lighted candles were set afire one by one, the person lighting the others candle would repeat what the minister had said.

When my mother lit my candle she said, "You better keep it in your pants."

I lit my candle and passed the flame to Sara. I told her, "I'll be eating your puss by the end of the night."

 She replied, "You better."  

Mom rolled her eyes.

This story was revised as my spelling an punctuation leave a lot to be desired. I am very grateful to Chad "Feverman" Sanders for his assistance in making sure I don't look like a total dunce. Chad, Thank you very much....You are appreciated

[Katiebee]

very interesting.

[GEMINIGUY]

Hahaha That cracked me up, Janus! Well-played by you. Perfect amount of detail and buildup. Just two thing: Where's the plate you're supposed to have passed? lol And a turtleneck AND a sweater?!? Maybe the turtleneck... Just messing with you. Great job!

[Janus]

Thanks for the comments guys. GG it's cold where I'm from. We wear turtlenecks and sweaters frequently hehe.

I'm hoping to work on part two today. I think it will also conclude the story. The story is very loosely based on something that happened on Christmas Eve this year. I had to embellish just a bit, but the lady I describe is very real indeed. As far as appearances go.


Janus

[TinyDancer]

Lol, you have always said the "road to hell is paved with good intentions!"  Was a fun read, do continue.

[Janus]

 

[joan1984]

Such fun, Janus... cannot wait to hear more. Cool Mom, too.

[GEMINIGUY]

Your welcome, Janus. I love it when i story involves a person the writer knows of and puts them into a situation they might not get into with them in real life. I've mentioned that i do that, whether it's someone i really know [like in "Seeing Jennie Again"] or a picture of someone i see. A story can be great, but when the writer happens to mention some personal details about the story before or after it, it can make the story even hotter.

[Janus]

" Pass The Plate "        
                                                Part Two      (MF con. Wife Cheat)


After the chapel lights came up, the Minister announced, that there was coffee, cake, eggnog, punch and cookies in the dining hall in the basement of the church.

Mom and I filed out of the sanctuary and headed for the basement. Sara shook hands along side her husband as the others exited the sanctuary.

After getting our snacks and drinks, Mom and I sat at a table furthest from the serving line. As the line emptied, the Minister and Sara got their plates. The Minister sat with the white haired ladies while Sara came to sit with Mother and me.

Sara sat across from us. The table was empty otherwise.

Mom, (never one to pull any punches) said to us, "You two are naughty."

I looked at Mom and shrugged my shoulders and said, "What?" add

"Don't what me," she replied.

Sara smiled at us as she massaged my cock under the table with her foot and spoke up, "Judy, it seems that Bryan and I have a couple of things in common."

Mom said, "What might that be, Sara?"

Sara said, with a big grin, "Your son wants to have his way with me and I'm going to let him."

Cool as a cucumber, Mom grinned and informed me she was going to need to go home and take her medication soon.

I replied, "We'll get you home in time." 

As the crowd thinned out and the last of them were leaving, Sara and I began to gather the plastic table cloths and throw away the plates and plastic ware. Sara's Husband approached me and asked if I'd do him a favor.

"Sure" I said.

He said that his back was kind of messed up and he'd really appreciate it if I would help Sara take the tables down and put them in the storage room. "I can do that, no problem." I said.

I told him I'd have to run my Mother first, so she could get her medication. He told me that he'd be more than happy to do that for me, as I was being so helpful.

Sara and I were finally going to be alone. As Mom and the Minister (the last of the people) left the basement, Sara and I looked at one another and smiled. At the same time we said, "FINALLY." 

Sara grabbed my hand and led me to the storage room. As soon as we were out of sight, we started kissing. Her full soft lips melded with mine. I pulled her by the waist and drew her in closer, holding her ass with one hand and behind the neck with the other. We must have kissed for 5 minutes or more.

"You're such a good kisser," Sara said.

"Mmm, you're no slouch yourself," I replied.

I removed my hand from her ass and slid it through the unbuttoned portion in the front of her dress. I felt the top of her stockings and the clasp on her garter. Snap, snap. One leg undone. I ran my hand up further. Feeling the heat from her pussy through the leg of her panties, I stroked her slit. So slick and wet was she, my hand came out soaked. I put my finger in my mouth and sucked off the juice. Sara told me to "Do that again." 

So, I raked my finger through her puffy lips and brought it to my lips. Sara grabbed my wrist and guided my fingers to her mouth. Licking my finger she said, "Mhmm, I taste pretty good don't I?"

I unbuttoned the remaining buttons on her dress and pushed it off of her shoulders. The dress pooled at our feet. What I beheld was an ample set of boobs with a silky floral bra and panty set. I unhooked her other garter strap and dropped to my knees. I rolled her stockings down each leg one at a time and I helped her step out of them.

Her skin was so soft. I commented that it was a shame that we didn't have a bed. Sara chuckled and guided my head to the left. I saw a stack if mattresses and shelves of blankets. Sara said, "We have a disaster relief stock pile that would make the Red Cross envious."

I stood up and grabbed two mattresses off of the stack while Sara grabbed a couple of blankets and pillows.

Laying the mattresses side by side, Sara tossed a blanket on them. "You're over dressed Mr.," she said. 

I pulled my sweater over my head as she unfastened my belt. Tossing the sweater on the floor, I quickly removed my turtleneck. Sara slid my pants down along with my underwear. She helped me step out of them and rubbed her cheek on my cock. We knelt down on the mattress and kissed some more. I unfastened the front clasp of her bra and her breasts spilled down. For a woman of forty something, they were quite firm. I kissed her creamy tits and flicked her nipple with my tongue and stretched them some with my teeth. As I feasted on her tits, I slid my hand under the waistband of her panties. Feeling her soft skin I slid them off of her firm ass.

Moving up to her lips, we kissed as I laid her down. Her smooth skin and passionate kisses had me so hard, I could have cut glass. The feel of her silky skin was a true delight. I kissed my way down her neck and over her breasts. I raked my tongue across her nipples and steadily kissed my way down her belly and into her groomed bush. Nibbling her thigh, where it joined her pussy. She had very little aroma, (which is the way I like it). She dripped pussy juice down the crack of her ass. I nuzzled her clit with my nose as I licked from her ass through the lips of her pussy. Stopping to suck on her pussy lips I tugged and stretched them with my teeth. I kissed her pussy lips with as much passion as I kissed her mouth. She began giving a throaty moan and heavy sighs. I could tell she was really enjoying my ministrations.

I longed to make her cum. I moved my lips to her clit and sucked it into my mouth. I pushed the hood back with my teeth and slid two fingers inside of her, as my tongue danced circles around her clit.

"Ohhh mummmmm, right there ohhh baby don't stop," Sara exclaimed.

I increased my pace and pressure and she lost all control.

"OOOHHHHHHH YESSS. Bryan, oooh." She squealed and moaned and let out a loud "Ahhhhhh." She clamped her thighs around my head and drew me in tighter. I felt her pussy clamp on my fingers as her body spasmed. After a few moments she said, "Oh stop; it's too sensitive." 

Reluctantly, I pulled my mouth from her engorged clit.

My face, now looking like a glazed doughnut, was covered in her tasty juices. I climbed up her body and we kissed passionately.

"Oh Bryan," she said, "I haven't had an orgasm like that in way too long."

I stroked and rubbed her soft tummy and kneaded her tits. We covered our sweaty bodies with a blanket. As we reveled in her after glow, we snuggled close. Fully enjoying each others company, my cell phone rang. I checked the caller ID and it was my mother.

"Bet your wondering about my call," she said.

"Yeah what gives?" I asked.

Mother went on to explain how the pastor had hit a spot of black ice and the car was now stuck in the ditch. Sara began sucking my cock.

I asked her how bad the car was smashed.

She said. " Well, we've called the wrecker service and they are on the way."

"Ohhh, that feels good, Sara."

Mom said, "Did you say something dear?"

I said to her, "You know what I just said."

Mom just said, "Whatever" 

I asked if they were Okay and was told they would be fine.

Mom giggled and said, "Sounds like you all have nearly completed your task?"

I looked at my watch. It was 10:33 p.m.

I replied, "Nope, still working on it. Call if you need us to cum...chuckle." We hung up.

Sara's eager lips on my cock were too much for me. Shortly after she began, I shot a thick string of cum into her mouth followed by several more shots. I moaned through my teeth as Sara sucked me dry.

"Holy fuck," I exclaimed.

Sara sat back on her heels, smiling her winning smile.

"Seems your husband and my Mom are in the ditch," I told her.

We lay down together and spooned.

"Well looks like we'll have a bit more time," Sara said.

As we clung to each other for quite some time, I began to rub her silky skin.

"If you keep that up she said, we'll be having a very merry Christmas,"

My cock hardened and dripped on her thigh. I rubbed it back and forth as I kneaded her tits again.

Sara rolled over and I lay on top of her. She lifted her legs and placed them on my shoulders.

"Fuck me Bryan," Sara commanded.

Not one to disappoint, I slid into her. I bottomed out when my balls hit her asshole. Her pussy was tight, yet very slick too.

"Give it to me, lover," said Sara.

I brought my cock out to the head and plunged back into her.

"Ohhhh Yesssss," she said.

Slowly, I sawed in and out of her. When she began becoming more vocal, I picked up the pace. This lady has a body for fuckin', I thought. Harder and harder I pounded her pussy. Her juices were lubing us nicely. Her shrieks and moans told me she was well on her way to a brilliant climax. I hammered into her as hard and deep as I could. Our skin slapped together with a thwack, thwack, thwack. Our sweaty bodies slid back and forth as I pushed her across the mattress.

Soon, her head was hanging over the edge. I grabbed her behind the neck and forced myself into her even harder.

"Ooohhhhhh, Brian, don't stop....Oh baby I'm cuummmming. Ohhh. Yesss," she excitedly told me.

I slammed into her nonstop as her orgasm continued. A few minutes later, as we began to loose steam, I collapsed on top of her. Mashing our lips together as she came down from her climax, we breathed heavily into each others mouths. Sara thanked me over and over between kisses.

I said to her, "Sara, that was awesome." I rolled off of her and snuggled close. We drifted off to sleep.

My phone went off and I checked the time before I answered. 12:15 a.m.

"Hello," I answered.

"Bryan, it's your mother," she said.

"Hey Mom, how is it going? Did the wrecker come?"

"Yes," she replied, "They just dropped us off. The car can't be driven."

"Oh," I said, "Should I come get the Reverend?"


Mom said, "No, don't drive in these conditions. Wait till daylight, then come and get him." 

"We'll see you in the morning then?" I said.

"Sure, make yourselves comfortable." Mom replied. 

"Oh we will for sure,” I told her. 

Mom laughed and said, "Goodnight."

While I spoke with Mother, Sara played with my stomach and chest, rubbing her fingers through my curled, sweaty hair. We kissed when I hung up.

We fell back to sleep shortly after the phone call from my Mother.

Waking up, smelling her hair as her head was resting on my shoulder, I felt her stroking my cock.

"Merry Christmas," she said.

"Merry Christmas," I replied. "I could go for a shower" I told her.

Sara said, "Mumm, sounds great. Let's go."

We got off of the mattress and held hands as we made our way to the shower room. We kissed as we waited for the water to heat up. A soap dispenser was mounted on the wall next to the faucet. When the water got hot, I pumped some soap into my hand and began to lather Sara up. Likewise, she did the same.

Feeling her slick soapy hands gliding over my skin was delightful. We rubbed each other from head to toe, making sure to get all of the crooks and creases in our skin, continuing to kiss through the entire shower. It was one of the most erotic things I'd ever experienced. Sliding her soapy fingers into the crack of my ass, she inserted a one. My dick popped up like woodchuck coming out of his burrow.

Sara got down on her knees. She took me into her mouth as she slid her finger in and out of my ass.

"Mumm, god I love that," I told her.

She inserted another finger and stretched me open further. Before I could cum, she withdrew from me and stood up. We kissed for sometime, enjoying the heat from the shower and from our passion. After a short while, we turned the water off and dried each other. We really didn't say a whole lot. We didn't need to. We just grinned and smirked at each other.

We kissed our way to the storage room, where we'd made our little love nest. Lying down, while still kissing, it felt as though one could never have enough of the other. I worked my way back down her body with licks and kisses. I got to her pussy and Sara said, "Wait." She moved around so we were in the 69 position and lowered her pussy onto my mouth as she engulfed my cock. We worked on each other for quite sometime, until Sara had another earth shattering orgasm.

As she came down, I rolled her over and pulled her hips up and buried my face in her ass. I tongued her anus and nibbled her skin until she was sufficiently lubed

"Are you going to fuck my ass?" She asked.

"Yes I am," was my reply.

Sara giggled and asked that I go slow as she had never done that before. I scooted up behind her and touched her cute little ass hole with the head of my dick. Sara pushed back onto me and moaned as she impaled herself onto my cock.

"Hey," I said, "I thought you'd never done this before."

Sara chuckled through her gasp and said, "I lied.” 

I was balls deep into the tightest warmest ass I'd ever been in. She moved forward and back as I pulled and pushed. Soon we had a rhythm going. Every time I'd bottom out, my balls would slap her clit. We were both groaning and panting as we continued to get more and more into it. Being on my knees was starting to become distracting, so I pulled out briefly and stood on my feet. I plunged back into her, nearly without missing a stroke. With me being on my feet, I was able to get more leverage. I rammed ever harder as Sara started to really get into it.

"Harder; fuck my ass Bryan," she urged.

I was like the piston on a steam ship. With perfect rhythm and better leverage I was able to really get a good pounding going. Sara was in a groove. She'd grunt and howl as I slammed her repeatedly.

"Oh Bryan, I'm cumming...Oh, don't stop I'm right there," she commanded.

Feeling the affects of our union my dick began to swell.

"Sara, I'm gonna cum, baby," I told her. Just as her release came mine did also.

"OHHHHH, Sara, "I called.

"Bryan, baby, I'm going over the edge," Sara said.

Together, in a simultaneous hasp, we obtained or orgasms. I pumped and shot more cum in her ass than I think I have ever done. Sweating profusely, we collapsed in a heap. Expressing our pleasure to one another, we heard someone from behind us clapping.

Looking in the direction of the noise, I saw the pastor and my mother. They were smiling and laughing.

The Pastor came up to Sara and pulled her up by the hips, causing her ass to stick into the air. He buried his face in her cum soaked asshole and licked and sucked my sperm out of her.

He looked at me and said, "You know I forgot to take a free will offering last night."

I said, "Well it looks like you got one this morning."

He smiled and said too Sara and to me, "Looks like it's time to Pass The Plate."

The pastor got all the offering he desired for the rest of Christmas day.....


Janus

Once again, I'd like to express my gratitude to Chad "Feverman" Sanders.

You're challenging but the reward is worth it...Thank you so very much for your editing help.

[TinyDancer]

What a delightful ending to the delicious beginning, was a fun read!  Thank you.

[joan1984]

Fun read, janus... keep writing!

[GEMINIGUY]

YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! Great way to complete the story. Not to mention Bryan's mom cracks me up. The ending was a surprise, i can't believe mom would do that to her son...

[Janus]

I truly appreciate the comments. It was a little more work than I thought it would be. I actually thought I could whip this story out in no time. How wrong I was.

Geminiguy, I gotta hand it to you. You do this so frequently. I don't know where you find the time. This certainly won't be my last story. When something inspires me, like this past weekend, I'll be sure to put it here on KB.


Janus

[GEMINIGUY]

I'm able to make time, plus i like to do it after midnight, less distractions. The more stories you write, Janus, you'll find it comes easier to you. Some times admittedly won't be as easy as other times. Hey, you should write mom in a solo story perving down at the senior center maybe. Maybe it'll be a non-sex story, i love her comedy.

[Janus]

I appreciate the comments. Joan my Mother is actually a pretty fun lady. She has indeed enabled me to be a fun loving perv. Ms. Dancer, I do intend to finish. Gemini, I agree. If a person puts a touch of real in their story it seems to come alive a little more.

Thanks again for your comments. This was more work then I thought it would be....

Janus

[GEMINIGUY]

You're welcome, Janus! As i said on your sequel, the more stories you write the easier it'll be. And if you're like me, you'll end up with pages and pages of story ideas so you won't have to wonder what to write about. 

[Janus]

She does crack me up.....Frequently. Before my friends and I were able to drive. She would hall us around. We had great times exchanging quips and funny sayings in the car with her. she got into it too. Was great fun to enjoy a parent without all the nagging.....

Janus

[GEMINIGUY]

I could use a relative like that... She should cameo in all your stories, like Eugene Levy in all the American Pie movies.

[Janus]

Gemini, That's a hell of an idea.....I'll give it some thought for sure.....


Janus

[GEMINIGUY]

lol It'll be fun wondering when she'll pop up.