A Sunday of Service - Part 1

"Good morning, my love," Piper whispered as Jack felt the warmth of his wife's perky breasts against his back. "I crave your tongue."

Jack smiled, as he couldn't think of a better way to wake up on a Sunday morning. Piper kissed the back of his neck and wrapped her arm around him. Her fingers danced through his chest hair as her lips slowly made their way from his neck to his shoulder. He was half hard by the time Piper rolled him onto his back.

"Will you give me your tongue?" she asked.

"I'll give you anything," Jack answered.

Piper moved to her knees, slowly pulled her delicate satin and lace nightie over her head, and straddled his chest. She lowered her hips until he felt the warmth and wetness of her pussy against his skin.

"Anything?" Piper asked as she rocked back and forth, leaving a thin layer of her juices on his chest.

"Anything at all," he replied. "Serving you is my purpose, Piper."

That put a smile on her face - as it almost always did - and Piper dragged her hips forward, sat on Jack's face, and said, "Make me cum."

Jack ran his hands up her body and grasped his wife's perfect, perky breasts as he offered her clit the gentle massage she preferred when sitting on his face. On occasion she liked him to work her sex organ faster and with greater vigor, but she always instructed him to do so if that was the case.

Piper closed her eyes, rolled her head towards the ceiling, and moaned before uttering, "That's it. That's a good boy. Make me feel good. Worship my pussy, Jack. Fulfill your purpose. Serve me. Make me feel good. Meet my needs and make me cum all over your face."

Jack's hands roamed over her body as his tongue continued its slow, rhythmic massage of Piper's clit. Her juices spread over his lips and chin as her moans grew louder, offering confirmation that he was indeed fulfilling his purpose as her submissive husband.

Piper reached back and took Jack's stiff cock in her hand. She looked down at him and smiled as her fingers danced up the shaft before encircling the head and teasing it with the deft skill she'd shown from the very first time she'd offered him a handjob on their fourth date.

"Mmm, you're so hard," she said. "Is that because it's been so long since your cock has enjoyed the pleasure of the pussy you're worshiping right now?"

Jack nodded from beneath his wife, though he was fairly certain it wasn't a question that required an answer. Piper knew he'd gone nearly a month without being welcomed inside her. That wasn't uncommon, of course, as she expertly utilized denial to enhance both his submission and the thrill she experienced at dominating him.

Piper released his cock, leaned forward, and grasped the headboard for leverage as she began to ride Jack's face. She rocked her hips back and forth, doing so slowly while Jack tried his best to keep his tongue on her clit. Pleasure washed over her face as Piper's breathing got lower and heavier.

"Make me cum, baby," she said between moans. "Be a good boy and make me cum on your face."

He grasped her ass, squeezed it hard, and worked Piper's pussy as best he could. Her hips slowed and her thighs began to tremble. He began to gently suck on her clit, doing exactly as she'd trained him to help put her over the top and provide the most pleasurable climax imaginable for the woman he worshiped with every fiber of his being.

Piper sat back, rested her hands on his thighs, and let out a long, low, beautiful moan as she came. She slid her hips forward and her clit rested against his nose as Jack indulged in his desire for her juices and pushed his tongue as deep into Piper's pussy as he could. The sweetness of her satisfaction danced on his taste buds and he watched the joy of a fantastic climax wash over her face in what felt like slow motion.

"Thank you, my love," Piper said before lifting her pussy from Jack's face and sliding back until she came to rest across his crotch.

He felt her plump labia against the shaft of his cock and fantasized of being welcomed inside her, though Jack knew it was unlikely that she'd grant him that sort of pleasure.

Piper ran her finger over his lips and smiled. "Your tongue is a marvel, Jack."

"You taught me well," he replied. The truth was, Jack hadn't been particularly good at worshiping Piper's pussy when they first met. It was her tutelage that had given him the skills he now possessed. Her tutelage and a great deal of practice, as Jack had given his wife a few thousand orgasms with his tongue over the decade their marriage had spanned.

"I suppose I did," she said softly as her lips neared his. "It was certainly worth the effort, as I'm the happiest married woman I know, and I suspect your talented tongue and your eagerness to use it is a big part of that."

She kissed him and offered her tongue as Jack's cock throbbed. Piper moved her hips back, bathing his stiffness in the wetness of her pussy as her labia moved over the top of his shaft. He felt the heat of her wet flesh against the tip of his cock and for a moment Jack thought his wife might allow him inside her, but it wasn't to be as Piper lifted her hips, denying him the pleasure he craved more than any other.

After a lengthy, deeply satisfying kiss, Piper sat up, rested her pussy across Jack's stomach, and said, "I'd like you to shower with me. We have a few hours before we need to leave for church, so we can take our time. You can thoroughly clean every inch of my body, and make sure you shave my pussy."

Jack smiled, for he only shaved Piper's pussy when she was going to cuckold him.

"Does that make you happy?" she asked.

He nodded. "You know I love to wash and worship your body, and I cherish when you allow me to prepare your pussy."

Piper smiled, leaned down, and rewarded Jack with a soft, lingering kiss as she deftly rubbed her pussy over the head of his cock. He knew she wouldn't let him inside her, and yet he yearned for it.

"Let's go," she said.

Piper climbed off of him and sauntered towards the bathroom as Jack took a moment to admire his wife's slender, naked body. He then followed with his stiff cock leading the way, stepping into the shower to begin what would be a lengthy session of preparing her to look beautiful for the man whose cock she intended on inviting into her body after church.

Piper and Jack went to church each and every Sunday. They listened to the sermon, prayed along with the rest of their churchgoing friends and neighbors, and stood to sing hymns that praised the Lord.

Jack couldn't help but find it just a little bit thrilling that he and Piper lived a life that most of the members of the church would have strongly disapproved of. She was the unquestioned head of their household. She was free to explore sex with other men if she so desired, which would have been especially upsetting to most of the people they worshiped with on Sundays.

Jack found further delight in the fact that Piper had met her current lover, Bryan, at church. He'd moved to town six months ago and they'd struck up an immediate friendship at the first mass Bryan attended. In only a month's time that friendship had progressed to something far more sexual.

Their first encounter, in fact, had been in Bryan's car as Piper gave him a blowjob while he drove her home from church. Jack had an errand to run and he'd offered to drop Piper at home but she'd enlisted her new friend to do so instead. They weren't even out of the church parking lot before Piper had his cock in her mouth and she'd swallowed his cum by the time Bryan pulled into their driveway to drop her off.

Church had gotten a lot more exciting since then. Jack was fairly certain that Piper and her new lover did a good job of hiding their lust for each other while around the other parishioners, though it was entirely possible that other people knew and simply chose not to say anything. Jack didn't really care either way, as he found it endlessly arousing to know that his wife felt such intense desire for another man in the church, and that her desire was often satiated after the service, sometimes in decidedly naughty ways, like when she made Jack drive around town while she and Bryan fucked in the backseat.

On this particular Sunday, Jack imagined his wife's desire would be at least somewhat contained thanks to the orgasm he'd given her that morning. That didn't dampen his excitement for how the day might unfold, though.

They arrived to church early and Piper immediately rushed off to talk to her friends, which meant Jack was alone when Bryan showed up. As always, he was immaculately dressed and he offered the same confident smile he always flashed when seeing Jack. Of course he was confident, though. He was fucking Jack's wife, and doing so in a manner that satisfied Piper so thoroughly that she had little use for Jack's cock. She'd been quite clear about that fact with Bryan, too, no doubt boosting his confidence.

"Jack, it's good to see you," Bryan said as they exchanged a friendly handshake.

"You too," Jack replied. It was, in fact, good to see him, because the mere sight of Bryan unleashed all sorts of pleasant feelings in Jack, most of them related to memories of watching his wife have sex with the man whose hand he was shaking, and the fact that Jack would almost certainly get to indulge in that pleasure after Church.

It also helped that Bryan was a good man. It wouldn't have been difficult for him to make Jack feel small, but he never did that - outside the bedroom, at least. Instead, they'd become friends who could indulge in a bit of small talk or even engage in a deeper conversation of the time allowed.

"Bryan, how nice to see you," Piper said as she stepped into her lover's arms for a friendly hug. There was no question she pressed her body a little too tightly against his, but it was unlikely anyone other than Jack was watching closely enough to notice.

"Good to see you too, Piper," Bryan replied as his eyes quickly scanned her body, soaking in her beauty in the lovely blue and white dress she'd chosen for that particular Sunday. Piper enjoyed being alluring to her lover, but she wasn't so bold as to do so at church and draw the ire of half the congregation.

A few more of their friends approached and they all engaged in the usual small talk before church. As almost always happened, someone asked Bryan if he was seeing anyone - he was quite the eligible bachelor - and as always he told them he wasn't. As always, someone offered to set him up with one of her single friends - in this case, someone that was supposedly quite beautiful - and as always Bryan politely declined.

Jack wondered - as he did every time the conversation played out - if Piper felt any jealousy or annoyance at the idea of her lover seeing another woman. He wondered if that was part of why Piper seemed to put so much effort into ensuring Bryan's pleasure, though it also seemed possible that she merely wanted to return the favor, given that Bryan provided her with such intense satisfaction.

Bryan sat with them - something he largely avoided doing to try and dampen any potential suspicions about their relationship - and of course Piper sat next to him. Jack tried his best to pay attention to the sermon, but his wife's proximity to her lover - and the fact that Piper and Bryan seemed to find countless ways to touch each other - proved distracting.

It wasn't that they were being particularly overt, as neither Bryan nor Piper had any interest in upsetting the members of their church with the knowledge of their extramarital activities. It was simply the notion that Jack knew his wife was thinking about her lover - and about fucking him - while sitting there in church. The pastor was reading bible verses and Jack was certain his wife was imagining blowing Bryan, or sitting on his cock and taking him into her slick pussy until he filled her with his cum, and that proved astoundingly hot.

"Are you okay?" Piper asked as they filed out of the pew to get in line for communion.

"Yes," Jack whispered. "It's just...well, you know, distracting."

She smiled. "But you like this kind of distraction, don't you?"

Jack nodded.

Piper stepped forward before turning towards him once more, leaning in, and gently kissing Jack on the cheek before whispering, "My pussy is soaked, Jack. Soaked for him. I can't stop thinking about having him inside me. I think I'm going to have to have him more than once today. I'm going to invite him to spend the rest of the day with me. I'm going to invite him to use my body for his pleasure as many times as he wants."

Jack was suddenly faced with a problem far more dire than distraction as his wife's seductive whispering had lured his cock to a half-erect state. He looked down to make sure he wasn't sporting an obvious bulge and was relieved to find that it wasn't all that noticeable.

Again Piper stepped forward along with the rest of the people in line and again she turned towards Jack, this time with a decidedly naughty smile on her face. "Did I do that?" she asked quietly.

"You did," Jack replied.

The look on her face made him nervous, for it seemed as though Piper was thoroughly amused that she'd managed to arouse her husband in church.

"You'll get to watch," she said. "Most of it, at least."

Jack knew that no one else would understand what she was saying, but he couldn't believe she'd made no effort to prevent anyone from hearing.

She stepped closer, smiled, and whispered, "Though sometimes you enjoy it when I make you do chores while he has me, don't you? You like hearing me scream another man's name while you're folding the laundry or cleaning the bathroom, don't you?"

Jack's pulse raced and his cock grew a little more. He was certain the bulge was noticeable. He needed Piper to stop, and yet he didn't ask her to. He just couldn't resist her attempts to turn him on, especially since they were so effective.

"That look on your face answers my question," she added. "Maybe I'll make you cook for us today. Would you enjoy that, Jack?" She leaned in closer and whispered, "Would you enjoy cooking for your wife and the man that's going to fuck her - and cum inside her - all day long?"

"Yes," Jack admitted as his cock reached a fully erect state. He could no longer move forward. He slipped into one of the pews and sat down. He felt foolish, and yet a deeply pleasurable sense of desire coursed through him.

Piper smiled, turned, and proceeded towards the altar to receive communion. Jack watched his wife - and her lover - both receive a small piece of bread and sip a bit of wine before exchanging a knowing smile and heading back to their pew. As soon as his erection faded Jack took his communion and joined them back in the pew, albeit with a healthy amount of precum having leaked into his underwear.

The service came to a close without further distraction - outside of a bit of incidental touching in the pew - and Jack held Piper's hand as they walked out of the church. As always, they spent a little time talking with their friends before everyone slowly disbursed, heading to their cars and filing out of the parking lot to head home for whatever pleasures awaited them on the last day of the weekend.

Jack, Piper, and Bryan were among the last to leave and he happened to park a few spaces down from theirs, which is probably why Piper saw little issue in getting into her lover's car.

She didn't say a word to Jack, but she didn't need to. He knew to follow them home and he strongly suspected that Piper had plans for offering her lover a bit of pleasure on the way.

Jack backed out of the space after Bryan and followed him out of the parking lot. They were a few blocks from the church when Jack watched his wife unbuckle her seat belt and lean over. Her hand moved between Bryan's legs and though Jack couldn't see, he was certain his wife was playing with her lover's cock mere minutes after they'd emerged from church.

It wasn't long before Piper's head dropped into Bryan's lap. They pulled up to a red light soon after and Jack got as close as possible so he could see his wife's head bobbing up and down as she gave another man a blowjob. Jack marveled at her passion for Bryan, at her overwhelming desire to make him feel good, to give him pleasure, to have his cock inside her. He felt jealous and turned on and he desperately wished he was in the backseat of Bryan's car so he'd have a better view and could enjoy the sounds of his wife's eager cocksucking.

Jack would have masturbated had he not been forbidden from doing so without Piper's permission. Her well-delivered dirty words in church had left him in a state of wild desire and watching her head rhythmically bobbing up and down in Bryan's lap only deepened that desire, leaving Jack in a headspace of maddening lust that had his cock throbbing.

The light turned green and Bryan pulled away as Piper continued sucking his cock. Jack followed, keeping a safe distance while wishing he was in the car with them. He told himself that he'd get to watch soon enough, that he just had to make it home and every pleasure he craved would be his.

They pulled up to another red light and Jack changed lanes and came to a stop next to Bryan's car. He looked over and saw a smile on the other man's face as Piper's blonde hair bounced while she sucked him vigorously. Jack caught a view of her mouth and hand moving up and down Bryan's thick shaft and he saw the slickness of his wife's saliva coating the long, thick shaft.

Piper looked up and smiled as she stroked Bryan's big dick. She blew Jack a kiss and right before the light turned green her mouth returned to the task of fellating the man that would spend the day fucking her. It was a beautiful demonstration of her passion for the man she'd first welcomed into her mouth five months ago and it was, in a way, a gift for Jack, who experienced the bliss of arousal as he watched his wife and her lover drive away.

Jack followed them all the way home, catching a few more glimpses of Piper's cocksucking along the way. He parked on the passenger side of Bryan's car and got out mere moments before Piper opened the door. She stepped into his arms and pressed her lips against Jack's, offering a sloppy wet kiss and the taste of her lover's cock and precum as her tongue pushed deep into his mouth.

"Fuck," was all Jack could say as she smiled at him.

"You love me, don't you?" she asked.

"More than anything," he replied.

"And you're going to do as you're told today, aren't you?" she said.

"Yes, of course. It's my place to serve you, Piper."

She rewarded him with another kiss, this one longer and deeper than the first. She pressed her lithe body against his, too, gently grinding her hips into his crotch and offering just enough stimulation to make him moan.

"Get inside and prepare the bedroom," she instructed. "When you're done, strip and wait on your knees by the bed. Don't play with your cock."

"Of course," Jack replied.

He rushed into the house to do as his wife desired. It was, after all, his place to serve Piper, and when she gave an order he followed it without hesitation.

Jack was always rewarded for offering his service and submission, and he intended on following all of his wife's orders on that particular Sunday, for he craved the many rewards that a day with her lover offered.