Thursday 7 December 2023

Choice Tales from the Vale – (557) Christian Jamboree

 

Peter Nowland was staying at a camp site in the Finchbottom Vale that was once a working railway station before it fell foul to Dr Beeching and his cuts, in a place called Sharpinghead.

He was there for the Downshire Church Jamboree in early spring when the whole site had been booked for the Christian festival and all the Churches in the County attended and Peter was with the group from St Cuthberts.

Apart from being a theology student Twenty-three-year-old Peter was also a keen runner and he was out at first light on Saturday morning to get in a few miles before breakfast.

He was cold and wet when he got back to the campsite and decided his first priority was a hot shower, so he grabbed his wash kit and a towel and headed to the shower block.

 

He had a lovely hot shower but as soon as he turned off the shower, he realized he’d left his towel on the bench outside the cubicle, so he shook as much of the water off him as possible before opening the door and stepping out.

 

Ellie Batty was a 35-year-old Sunday School teacher who was widely considered in church circles to be an old maid so you would expect the effects on her to be quite profound after entering the shower block at the precise moment a fit you man stepped naked from the shower, with water dripping from his nipples and running down his ripped torso and onto his huge cock,

“Oh my God” she exclaimed.

She didn’t look at the owners face at that point, she was more interested in his huge dong, it wasn’t porn film huge and it was admittedly flaccid, but nonetheless it was an impressive piece of meat, and although people thought her an old maid, she was no virgin, and she didn’t have an excessively large number of male members to compare it too, it was certainly the largest specimen she had ever seen, and she could only imagine it aroused, which was arousing her, which was when she looked at the face of cocks owner.

“Oh my God” she exclaimed again and hurriedly opened the door and left.

 

Although most of the senior church members where housed in the chalets however Ellie was staying in the converted signal box, and by the time she had walked back from the shower block she was very aroused as she reran the images of the huge cock through her mind but she wasn’t sure how much of her arousal was due to the fact that the young man with the huge dong was a former Sunday school student of hers.

 

Peter was mortified, partly because he had exposed himself to his former Sunday School teacher, but also because he hadn’t realized it was a unisex facility and he could have exposed himself to any number of women or girls.

So, after getting dried he returned to his tent to get changed and then went in search of Miss Batty so he could apologize profusely for his thoughtless behaviour.

 

When he reached the signal box, he walked up the wooden steps and the closer he got to the door the more he thought he could hear very unusual noises, which he could not place, so fearing the worst he opened the door and realized the unusual noises would be better described as unchristian.  

Ellie Batty was propped up on the bottom bunk, half naked and was pleasuring her pussy with a pink dildo, a scene which Peter could not draw his gaze from, so he stood outside the door spying on her through the partly open door and he got a huge erection as he watched.

Ellie only discovered that she had an audience when Peter pushed the door open and stepped into the room, but far from being upset or angry at the intrusion Ellie just carried on, and the fact that she had an audience just made her hotter.

“Oh, miss Batty, you’re so horny “ Peter gasped.

“Please God don’t cum in your pants” she begged.

As he continued to watch the pink dildo doing its work, Peter pulled his shirt off over his head and she was watching just as intently, then he kicked off his shoes, before he unbuttoned his shorts.

“Oh my God” she exclaimed wide eyed as the flaccid phallus she had seen in the shower block was now fully erect.

“Jeeezus” she exclaimed as she continued to wank her hole between her juicy lips more furiously than ever until she exclaimed again in orgasm then she cast the sticky dildo aside and turned around until she was on all fours, displaying her moist pink gash for him to spear, which he duly did in a mutually satisfying union.

And it was a union oft repeated both during that weekend and at every possible occasion that they could engineer.

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