Chapter 5

After the tantric sex session, David was feeling more relaxed about everything and beginning to wonder if the people of the village might have the right idea after all.

However, he needed some time to think. That evening he decided to see what the pub in the village was like and have a quiet drink. Opening the door, he immediately felt at home. The Maiden Arms was a lovely traditional English pub, with low ceilings, several bars and strange nooks and crannies that were inexplicably all on slightly different levels.

He walked up to the bar, and the barmaid immediately came to greet him. She was a plump lady in her thirties, with a friendly smile and enormous breasts that her top struggled to contain. She was constantly pulling her top up at the last minute, just as her breasts were about to fall out of it.

“‘Ello me love,” she said in a strong country accent. “‘Aven’t seen you ‘round here ‘afore”.

“Just moved into the vicarage,” he said, leaning on the bar. “I’ve taken over from Reverend Mackenzie, God rest his soul.”

“Oh, he was a right one!” she said with a cheeky grin.

“So I hear,” said David disapprovingly, “I’m not sure how much of what I’ve heard would be sanctioned by the Bishop though.”

“Bishop Anderson?” she said, her face lighting up, “Oh he’s a reg’lar here too when he’s in town, he know’s the right end of a woman if you get’s me meanin’.”

David didn’t get her meaning. Surely she wasn’t suggesting the Bishop was involved in the hedonistic goings on in this village.

The barmaid leaned over the bar towards him, her impressive cleavage almost touching the bar. David tried unsuccessfully not to look down her loose blouse at her tits. “Are you stayin’ for the lock-in then?”

“A lock-in?” said David, “What a lovely village pub tradition. I’ll see, but I’m not a big drinker and I should probably get back in time for Match of the Day.”

“As ya wish,” she said, straightening up, “It gets pretty wild in here, I have to warn ye. Anyway, what can I get you to drink?”

David looked along the taps, “Pint of IPA please,” he said.

The barmaid picked up a glass and started to pour his pint, “M’ name’s Sammy,” she said, “Reverend Mackenzie used t’ come see me every week for a bit of ya know what, so feel free to do the same.”

David wasn’t surprised, he’d learnt a lot about his predecessor these last few days. Although he had to admit, his cock did stir at the thought, Sammy was certainly a sexy lady in a rough kind of way, very curvy with wide hips and very large, bouncy breasts. However, he still wasn’t fully sure he should be embracing this new lifestyle.

Sammy placed his pint on the bar and moved off to serve someone else. David leaned against the bar and pulled out his phone. Taking small sips on his pint, he started to compose his next sermon into his notes app. He had wanted to impress on the congregation the importance of the sanctity of marriage but he was beginning to wonder if that was the right approach.

“Ooh! Look! It’s the new vicar!” he heard from behind him. Turning round he saw Alice and Olivia at a table with a couple of boys. He felt himself blush and his heart started racing. Those were the two choir girls that had given him a blow job. How embarrassing.

Sighing under his breath, he went over and pulled up a stool at their table, “Hello girls,” he said.

“Vicar, it’s lovely to see you here,” said Olivia, giving him a wink, “These are our boyfriends, Andy and Steve.”

Andy and Steve gave him a half hearted nod and went back to discussing the football.

“Are you staying for the lock-in?” asked Alice, putting her hand on his thigh.

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” he replied.

“You don’t want to miss it vicar, it gets pretty wild,” she said, sliding her hand higher up his leg, making him even more uncomfortable.

***

David spent a pleasant evening chatting with various parishioners, until he realised it was getting late. Returning his empties to the bar, he asked Sammy, “Don’t the police mind about the lock-in?”

“Only police around ‘ere is that geezer,” she said, indicating a man stood in the corner. He was kissing a buxom girl half his age and had his hand inside her top. “That’s PC Roberts, our local bobby.”

David shook his head in surprise, even the police were in on the debauchery. Sammy turned away and loudly rang the bell above the bar. A big cheer went up from the patrons. “The doors are locked!” she announced.

“Oh dear,” said David, “I thought the bell would be for last orders, I’d better be going.”

“Too late for that me old mate,” said Sammy, giving him a wink, “Doors‘re locked now.”

“All the same, I better be going,” he said.

Sammy came round the front of the bar and moved close to David, putting her hand on his chest.

“Oh don’t be so hasty” she purred. Her large breasts were pressed against him, and her loose top had sunk even lower. She made no effort to pull it up this time.

“I really think…” David began.

She put her index finger on his lips, “Don’t think,” she said, leaning in and putting her tongue in her mouth. He felt a sudden flush of warmth rush through his body as her tongue explored his. His cock was already erect and aching, straining against his trousers. She pressed her hip against his throbbing erection, gently rubbing her body against him.

David knew he had to go, but instead he found his hand disobeying his intentions and moving to her enormous soft breast. When he touched it, she melted in his arms, her tongue moving more passionately in his mouth. Her hand slid between them and she grasped his cock through his trousers.

“Oh Lord, the rumours are true,” she breathed at him, “You’re hung like a shire horse,”

The movement of her hand on his member was sending pulses of pleasure through him and he couldn’t pull himself away. Even when she knelt on the floor and freed his cock from its confines. Even when she wrapped her warm lips around it and made him moan out loud.

Looking around the bar, he saw that it had descended into a scene of complete debauchery. At the nearby table with the choir girls, Alice and Olivia were kissing each other frantically, their hands in each other’s tops. Their two boyfriends had moved under the table and removed their knickers. They had both buried their faces in their wet bushes and were pleasuring the two girls as they kissed.

In the corner, PC Roberts had his girl pressed up against the wall from behind. Her knickers were round her ankles, and as David watched, he guided his hard cock up under her dress and penetrated her, making her cry out in pleasure.

In fact, all around the bar, people were moaning and letting out gasps and cries of pleasure as they engaged in sexual contact with those around them.

Sammy pulled him backwards until she was sitting on a table. She opened her legs and moved her knickers to the side. He couldn’t stop himself being guided in between her glistening lips and sliding into her tight, wet cunt. He let himself go, thrusting into her and making her moan loudly with every thrust.

“Oh God, you’re so big,” she moaned.

All around him were the sounds of other couples fucking too. The choir girls were knelt on the bench now, with their boyfriends taking them from behind. As he watched, the two men swapped girls. The air was thick with the scent of sex.

David knew he wouldn’t last long, so he went as hard as he could right away. Sammy came loudly, grabbing her own breasts and pulling her nipples.

“Oh Jesus!” groaned David as he suddenly released and felt himself flood Sammy’s cunt with load after load of cum as his dick pulsed inside her.

He pulled out, and watched as his cum flooded out onto the table. But before he could even take a breath, he felt a mouth around his still hard cock. Looking down he saw Jenny from the sweet shop. She was naked, her chubby body buxom and beautiful. She started to lick the cum off his cock, and then sucked him to keep him hard.

She stood up and bent over the bar, offering her large bottom to him. “Are you going to fuck me or what?” she asked with a cheeky grin.

Why not? He guided his cock up into her from behind and started to fuck her hard, the loud slapping of his skin against her ass ringing out around the bar and merging with the moans and cries of the other couples. Sammy was already being fucked by someone else.

Epilogue

David was updating the accounts when there was a knock on the vestry door. Ah, was it that time already? Choir practice must have just finished. They’d had to implement a rota system to keep it fair, with two of the choir girls each week having their turn with him. He glanced at the list on his desk, it was Cassie and Debbie today.

“Come in,” he called out.

But instead of Cassie and Debbie, it was all twelve of the choir girls. They filed in, carrying a cake with a candle in it.

“What’s this for?” asked David, “It’s not my birthday.”

“It’s one year since you became the village vicar,” said Alice, putting the cake on the table.

“My goodness, is it really?” he said. Time had really flown by. He’d got used to the open and spiritual way the villagers treated sex. Apart from the weekly rota with the choir girls, he was a regular guest at several swinging dinner parties that happened around the village. Not to mention countless other group sex events that happened through the year and all the other parishioners who invited him to their homes for private sessions.

And it was true, he did feel closer to God as a result. His sermons had changed too. Gone were the days of extolling the virtues of chastity and prudence. Instead, he preached the spirituality of giving in to pleasure in all its forms.

“We’ve got another treat for you,” said Cassie, interrupting his musings. She slipped her choir gown over the shoulders and it dropped to the floor. She was completely naked underneath, and he admired her small firm breasts and fiery red bush between her legs that matched her hair.

Cassie approached and knelt before him as the other girls all stripped naked too. Soon there were twelve naked girls surrounding him, pulling off his clothes and reaching for his hard cock. He let out a sigh of pleasure as four of five tongues ran up and down the length of his shaft and they took turns taking his tip into their mouths to suck on.

Olivia’s enormous breasts were in his face, and he reached up, guiding one of her hard nipples into his mouth. David sucked on Olivia’s nipple, feeling it stiffen further in his mouth, while the sensation of multiple tongues and mouths working on his cock sent waves of pleasure coursing through him. He felt a hand gently fondling his balls, another stroking his inner thigh.

Rebecca stepped forward, her own ample curves on full display, and leaned in to kiss him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth. As she pulled back, her eyes locked with his, filled with playful mischief. “We thought you deserved a special celebration, David,” she murmured as she straddled him and one of the other girls guided his cock into her tight, wet cunt.

David gasped as Alice began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, sensual rhythm as her pussy massaged his cock. The other girls gathered around, their hands roaming over his body, their mouths seeking out his skin. It wasn't long before Alice was replaced by Cassie, who kissed him deeply as she rode him.

One by one, each choir girl took her turn with David. Debbie climbed on top, her breasts bouncing as she rode him with abandon. Julie sat on him facing away, guiding him into her tight rear entrance; she always wanted it in her ass. The room was filled with the sounds of pleasure, moans, gasps, and the wet slapping of skin against skin. Some of the girls waiting their turn started fingering and licking each other, adding to the erotic sight.

He came three times, each climax more intense than the last. The first time, he filled Alice’s cunt with his seed, her tight walls milking every drop from him as she cried out in ecstasy. The second time, it was Cassie who coaxed the orgasm from him, her fiery red bush brushing against his pelvis as she ground down on him. The third and final time, it was Olivia who brought him to the edge, her enormous breasts pressed against his chest as she rode him with a fervour that left him breathless.

Spent and utterly satisfied, David sat back in his chair, surrounded by the choir girls who had given him such an unforgettable celebration. Their naked bodies draped over him, they whispered words of affection and gratitude, their hands still lovingly caressing his skin. For the first time, he realised that the village of Bedlington was where he was meant to be.

THE END