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Emma and Jenn had been best friends forever. Their mothers had been next to each other in the same ward and have been friends since then. They were now both 14. Jenn was the older of the two, she was tall, had long blond hair, green eyes and was attractively slim. Her father worked abroad and her mother worked long hours as a assistant bank manager, to make enough money to live in the posh estate were their house was. She had an older brother who had just turned 17. He studies at an all boys boarding school so she didn’t see him for weeks at a time.

Emma was smaller than Jenn but as much fitter. She Was in most of the girls sports clubs at her school and visited the gym every weekend. She had shoulder length straight brown hair with blonde high lights, had a cute face and was very conscious about her weight.

On Friday the girls walked back to Emma’s house as they usually did after school. To kick off the 3 day weekend ahead of them (Monday was a bank holiday) they planned to go camping that evening. They had all their stuff packed and ready ready at Emma’s house. They would just change out of their uniforms and head off. They dropped their bags by the door and ran up to Emma’s bedroom. Jenn’s mum had run round a change of clothes for her to wear while she had been at school. As Emma searched her cubed for something to wear Jenn took her cloths off behind her got ready. Emma told herself not to look round, despite her inexplicable attraction to Jenn. She would discreetly look at Jenn’s body at any opportunity but never dream of making a move on Jenn or telling her how she felt as it may destroy their friendship if Jenn did not feel the same way. “Witch do you think looks better?” Jenn asked as she slid on some old blue jeans, torn off at each knee. “The baggy Strokes tee-shirt or the skimpy crop-top?” Emma seized the offer. She swung round to see Jenn holding up a top in each hand. Her friend wore only the jean shorts, her long hair draped over her developing teen breasts. Emma looked all over her smooth, pale skin. Her belly was perfectly flat and… “What’s the matter? Cat got your young?” Jenn asked. A strange little smile on her face. “Er… the short top… by far!” Emma was embarrassed.

Once they were ready, they walked side by side to the secluded field they knew was up the road. As they talked the conversation changed to the subject of boys. Neither of them had ever had a proper boyfriend only meaningless crushes and they were both still virgins. However it was soon clear that they both had a soft spot fore the new boy Steven. Steve was nearly 15. He was very quiet and kept himself to himself. He was very tall, had short black hair and both all the girls wanted to be around him. Emma fancied Steven just as much as Jenn and often fantasized about the three of them together.

That evening they ate the sandwiches Emmas mum had made and zipped up their tent for the night. They stripped into just tee-shirts and knickers and lay down. As they lay in the sleeping bags they listened to all the sounds and tried to identify them. Time went on and they felt no need to go to sleep. After a long time Jenn broke the silence. “I’m cold Em! Could I role up closer to you?” Emma faces the wall and said she could but didn’t move herself. She felt Jenn press up close to her and her feet rub against Jenn’s. She felt like she had butterflies in her stomach and became very aroused but still didn’t move. “You liked looking at me today didn’t you?” Jenn whispered. “Don’t be ridicules!” She said nervously, finally rolling over to face her friend. “I don’t mind!” said Jenn “I could see you were getting wet! You did only have your knickers and shirt on!!” “You could!” Exclaimed Emma, Surprised. Jenn explained, “I find you very attractive. I was looking at you too.” Jenn moved closer to Emma and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. “Its ok.” She said. Then Emma returned a long passionate kiss to Jenn. Jenn rolled out of her sleeping bag and onto her friend. She licked Emma’s lips and Emma turned her head so Jenn could lick nibble her ears. Jenn slid her hands under Emma’s tee shirt and handled her soft breasts. “I’m almost there Jenn… don’t stop!” Jenn moved down and started kissing Emma’s stomach, her tongue licked around her belly button then down into Emma’s underwear. Jenn sucked Emma’s clit with her tongue while still caressing her breasts with her hands. As Emma felt orgasm after argasm tear through her body, she wrapped her legs around Jenn’s head, spraying girl cum into her lovers mouth and across her face. They then moved into the 69 position and Emma ate Jenn out while Jenn licked Emma’s bald pussy clean. After this night their friendship had become dramaticly more intimate!

Part 2 cuming soon…

I’ve got a very horny story to tell, i’ve always wanted to swap with another couple, would really love to watch my husband fuck another girl while i’m sitting on another guys cock….. or even take part in a bit of 3some fun with another couple, I wasn’t sure if I would ever be able to fulfill my fantasies but luckily for me I was wrong….. Let me tell you what happened last weekend…………

I was out with a couple of girlfriends, we were having a bit of a pub crawl in town, we were all pretty far gone, we’d also had a few cheeky lines and I for one was feeling VERY horny, we walked into this bar and straight away I spotted this really hot guy in the corner, he clocked me too and we kind of spent the next 10 minutes giving each other fuck me eyes, god I wanted him and I was letting him know that by the way I was looking at him… I couldn’t beleive it when this really hot girl walked up to him and stuck her tongue in his mouth, he didn’t loose eye contact with me at all and just kept staring at me while she darted her tongue in and out of his mouth he kept looking at me over her shoulder, she must have noticed because she turned round and I could see her asking him what he was looking at, she looked straight at me…. she was fucking gorgeous, just my type, very tall and slim with short bobbed jet black hair, she stared straight at me and licked her lips, I could feel my juices trickling out of my cunt, it was throbbing, I am a bit partial to some cunt and have had a few encounters in the past, not with anyone as hot as her though, she started striding towards me, my friends were busy chatting to a couple of guys at the other side of the room and I kept eye contact with her as she walked towards me… ‘

hi, i’m tania’ she said, ‘i’m lisa’ I replyed, I saw my husband giving you the eye she said, I think he wants to fuck you, i’d like to fuck you too, I couldn’t beleive that she had just said that to me, I was so wet, she leaned in closer to me and placed her hand inbetween my legs, no-one around about us could see what she was doing, she stood there rubbing her hand back and forward on my cunt, I was so turned on. ‘would you like us to fuck yuo Lisa’ I just stared at her, too bloody right I wanted her to fuck me, she was so sexy? We’re going to this fetish club round the corner and it would be lots of fun if you came with us, I certainly didn’t need asking twice, my friends were so busy chatting up these guys that they didn’t even notice me walk out of the bar with her, she pulled me up the is close outside and started kissing me, it was so erotic, this sexy girl sticking her tongue in my mouth, pushing herself against me. It wasn’t long till her husband came out and joined us, he was called Steve, he stood watching us snogging up this close, I could see the bulge in his trousers, why don’t we ditch the club and go back to ours and have some dirty sex girls he said, I was up for that but Tania was having none of it, she wanted to go for a dance at the club and managed to convince Steve that we could go for at least an hour, have some fun and then go home and fuck, the anticipation was killing me, I couldn’t wait to stick my fingers inside her pussy, I couldn’t help imagining the feeling of my fingers inside her wet pussy, the cum was dribbling down my leg at the thought of touching her tight , wet cunt…. mmmmmmm.

We walked up the street together holding hands, we were all panting as we walked, we were all so turned on….. we knew exactly what fun was cumming soon… Outside the club Steve led us to the front of the queue and the bouncer let us walk straight in, he put something in Tania’s hand and told her to meet him at the bar. Tania grabbed me and pulled me into the toilet, she pushed me straight into the disabled one and then started chopping up some stuff, she bent down in front of me and took it straight up her nose, she was wearing tight leather trousers and her ass looked so fucking inviting, I couldn’t take my eyes off it, I leant forward and stuck my hand between her legs, I rubbed my hand over her crotch, she started pushing herself back on my hand, I turned round and there was a mirror at the side of us, she looked into it and made eye contact with me, I rubbed my hand back and forward, she pushed her cunt even harder onto my hand, I was really rubbing her so hard, she watched me in the mirror rubbing her with one hand I just stared at her as I put my other hand down the top of my skirt, I was wearing a tight, black satin pencil skirt, I had no pants on beacuse you could see every line in this skirt, I leant forward and leaned closer, my hand was cupping her cunt, she was thrusting her pussy so hard onto my hand….. I couldn’t wait to stick my fingers in, I undid the top button of her trousers and turned her round so she was facing me, she didn’t look straight at me but kept eye contact with me in the mirror, god she was sexy, we both looked pretty bloody good in the mirror if I do say so myself, me with my hand in my own cunt rubbing myself and the other hand down the top of her trousers, I pushed my fingers deeper and could feel that she was totally bald, her flaps were so smooth and wet, my fingers slipped right into her cunt, she was so tight, god it was a turn on watching me finger fuck her in the mirror, we were both panting so heavily, she leant forward and licked her tongue over my lips, we started licking each other in turn she’d lick her tongue over my lips and then I would lick her back, god I could have cum then and there if she hadn’t pulled away from me and told me that we were going to have to wait because when I came she was going to have my wet cunt in her face with my lips spread on her.

The thought of her tongue inside my cunt was just too much, I had to take my fingers out of her cunt and stopped rubbing myself before I came right there in the toilet…. Let’s dance she said, we quickly had another line and then she pulled me out of the toilet straight onto the dance floor, it was early so there wasn’t many people dancing, we stood in front of Steve at the bar and started dancing together, we were both so horny and loving the attention we were getting, everyone was looking at us and we played right up to it,rubbing our hands on each others tits, sucking each others fingers… it was a good job it was a fetish club and pretty normal to see 2 girls flirting with each other like that, we got a bit carried away with all the attention, well Tania did, she pulled me towards her and thrust her cunt on me, she put her hands on my arse and pulled my skirt right up, I could feel the cum dripping down my legs, everyone behind me got a good view of my lips hanging down between my legs…. Tania stuck her hand behind me and started playing with my arse hole…. i’d never been to a fetish club before and wasn’t sure if this was normal or not but I was so fucking turned on that I didn’t care, Steve came up behind me and started rubbing my hole too, he pulled some poppers out of his pocket and stuck the bottle under my nose, I was so fucking out of it, I really love getting fucked up the arse hole and have both of them rubbing their fingers on my hole it was making me even wetter, there was a sexy girl standing at the bar staring at us, I looked over at her and she started rubbing her cunt through her jeans, the whole thing was so dirty and erotic, Steve turned to her and asked her if she wanted to lick my cunt, she didn’t need asking twice, before I knew it she was on her knees with her head between my legs darting her tongue in and out of my cunt, she licked the inside of my thighs, I had cum just dripping down my legs , there was guys at the bar with their cocks in their hands wanking furiously, I felt like such a slut, a sexy stranger with her head between my legs and her tongue in my cunt and Steve and Tania sticking their fingers in my tight arse hole.

Steve was rubbing his cock on me – I could feel his hard bulge through his trousers , he whispered in my ear that he wanted to give me a taste of what was to come…. i’m going to stick my cock inside you right here in front of everyone before I knew it he pulled his cock out and I could feel it between my cheeks, Tania grabbed my hair and pulled my head onto her tits, her nipples were so hard, she cried out when I closed my mouth right over them and sucked them through her thin, tight top, Steve held my cheeks open and stuck his cock right up my arse…. it fucking hurt but felt good too, he rammed it inside me a couple of times and then pulled it out, right enough he said, let’s get some drinks, we all walked over to the bar, everyone was staring at us, they wanting some of what we were having, we stood at the bar and downed a few shots, right Steve said to me and Tania, i’m not waiting any longer, i’m taking you both home, we quickly left the club but not before we all sneaked into the toilet and had a few lines, we were all so wired and horny, I wasn’t sure if we were going to be able to wait till we got back to their place. We jumped in a taxi, me and Tania sat together in the back and Steve sat opposite us watching us, the poor taxi driver didn’t know where to look, me and Tania were just pawing at each other, she had her hand rammed up my skirt fingering me and I had my hand up her top pulling at her tits…. we were getting so carried away, I couldn’t wait to get back to theirs, it was only about a 10 minute drive, before long we were pulling up outside their flat, me and Tania just jumped out and left Steve to pay, we couldn’t stop snogging each other, ramming our tongues in each others mouths, we were so turned on and getting so passionate with each other, Steve followed us up the stairs, he walked behind us as Tania was sticking her hand up my skirt, she turned to him and said, wait till you feel her wet cunt Steve, she is so ready for you, your going to have to wait though till I lick that wet cunt of hers, she pushed me up against the wall outside their door while Steve got the keys out, he kept telling us how sexy we looked and it was making us feel even more horny, we were putting on such a show for him and he was loving it, he got the door open and Tania pushed me inside, Steve started telling her what to do to me….. stick your hand up her cunt, can you get your whole fist in? Tania was ramming her fist inside me, god it really hurt, I was crying out in pain, in a good way though. Does that hurt you she whispered in my ear, YES I screamed, this is only the beginning, i’m going to really fuck your cunt hard….. my juices were dripping out of me all over her hand, she pulled it out and rammed it in my mouth.

I sucked my own cum off her fingers, she sucked them too, we both sucked her fingers to get as much cum as we could, Steve came up behind us and pulled Tania’s trousers down, it was the first of me getting a view of her smooth cunt, suck my pussy Lisa she demanded, I pushed her into the living room, down onto the couch and stuck my head between her legs, she tasted sooo good, I licked my tongue over her pussy and got as much of her juice in my mouth, I flicked my tongue over her big lips, she had such a tight little cunt and lovely big juicy lips, I sucked one into my mouth, Steve sat down on the seat opposite us and asked Tania if she wanted me to fuck her with the vibrator, oh yes please she shouted out, Steve pulled it out from the side of the chair, they had obviously planned a 3some tonight, he handed me the vibrator, it was bloody huge and black, I rubbed it over the opening of her cunt and then licked her again, I then pulled my skirt right round my waist, were Tania was totally bald, I was quite hairy , I nestled the black vibrator between my lips. Steve do you want me to stick this in your wifes cunt, YES he said as he sat with his cock in his hand watching our every move, what about if I turn round and suck your cock and Tania can stick it right up my arse hole, mmmm they were both up for that, I stood up and pulled my top off, I stepped out of my skirt and stood in front of Steve with just a bra on, Tania came behind me and undid it, she took my big tits in her hands and started pulling on my nipples, they were so hard, you’ve got fucking big nipples haven’t you Lisa, they are so big and hard, she kept whispering in my ear as she pulled my nipples out, I bent down and took Steves hard cock into my mouth, he groaned while I sucked hard on his cock, lowering my mouth right down to the base of his cock, taking the hole thing deep into my mouth, mmm he had a big cock and I couldn’t wait to have it deep inside me.

I teased him by standing up and lowering my cunt down on him, the tip of his cock was between my flaps and I just lowered myself a centimetre down on him, he grabbed me and pulled me right down onto his cock, oh he was so fucking big, his cock felt so good inside me, he rammed it deeper a couple of times and then pulled it out and told me to ’suck it’ ‘take my hard cock deep into your mouth lisa, I want to see your big lips round my cock’ I did as I was told and put my lips round his bell end, he grabbed my hair and pushed my head right down onto him, I gagged as his cock hit the back of my throat, ‘ suck my cock Lisa, that’s it get your fucking lips round my big hard cock’ Tania stood behind me, ‘do you like that Steve, another woman sucking your big hard cock, it’s turning me on watching this slut suck your cock hard’ can you taste your cum on his cock lisa, I could, I licked my juices off him and sucked his cock so hard, Steve kept pushing my head down deep onto his cock. Tania started rubbing the vibrator on my arse, with one hand she prodded my arse hole with the vibrator, she knelt down and spat on my arse hole to lubricate it, then she started licking my hole, I could feel her tongue trying to dart into my arse and open my hole, Steve got the poppers out again, this might help open your hole , I took a big sniff and felt myself floating, Tania rammed the vibrator right up my arse hole, do you like that Lisa? do you like the feel of this big black cock in your arse, I cried out, it felt so fucking good, she rammed it harder inside me and at the same time rammed her fist right up my cunt, she’s so fucking wet for you Steve – do you want to fuck her…. Ah I was so fucking turned on – I told Steve to stick his big cock in my cunt, i’d prefer to fuck your tight arse hole if you don’t mind, he turned me round and pushed me on the floor, I was on all fours, Tania sat down on the couch in front of me, suck my pussy, she grabbed my hair and pushed my head right into her cunt, I had her juices all over my face, she leaned foward and started licking her cum off my lips and then pushed me into her cunt again, she was being so fucking rough with me and it was turning me on , suck my fucking wet cunt Lisa she shouted, I looked up at her as she pushed me into her bald cunt, mmm you taste good I told her, so very fucking sweet.

I took the vibrator out of her hand and rubbed it on her lips, fuck me with that Lisa she said, stick it deep into my cunt, I was so turned on by the way she was talking to me, I started ramming the black vibrator into her tight pussy, pushing it in and out of her while she lay there moaning and playing with her tits, I sucked her nipple into my mouth and bit hard on it, she cried out…. Steve stick your fucking cock in this slut, she wants your cock inside her, I turned round and looked at Steve as he stood behind me wanking himself, yeah stick your cock inside me Steve, right up my tight arse hole, I took the poppers and inhaled, Tania had some too and then handed it to Steve, we were all so fucking out of it, Steve stuck his cock straight into my arse hole, Tania just stared at me, you like your arse being fucked don’t you slut, yes I shouted fuck me harder Steve, he rammed his cock so deep into my arse I could feel myself cumming, oh i’m going to cum I shouted out, Tania i’m going to cum, I kept ramming her hard with the vibrator,faster and faster as deep as I could get it inside her till I just about had my hand in there too, i’m cumming too she screamed, I could feel her tense and then I felt a gush allover my hand, I screamd out and we both came together, I could feel Steve starting to shudder too, he pulled his cock out of my arsehole and spunked all over my back, I had his spunk dripping off my arse, the vibrator I was ramming inside Tania was fucking soaking wet, her cunt juice was all over it.

I pulled it out of her and handed it to Steve, suck it I told him, lick her juice off it, I stuck my tongue right deep into her cunt, I wanted to taste her too, she was so fucking wet, I flicked my tongue on her clit and she started moaning again, your going to make me cum again Lisa,i’m going to spunk on your face, it didn’t take her long, I felt her cum in my mouth, and then as she scramed out for a second time she ejaculated all over my face, her juice was sprayed all over my face, Steve was behind me licking his own spunk off my arsehole and Tania leaned forward and started licking her juice off my face. Look over in the corner Lisa, I turned round and I can’t beleive I hadn’t noticed it before, they had a camera set up and I could see the red light on, they’d been filming our fucking session, god I felt dirty but not as dirty as I did later when we watched it, it turned me on so much watching me getting fucked by them both on the big plasma, watching my arse getting fucked while I sucked someones cunt, we fucked again while we watched ourselves, I had Tania on all fours in front of the telly , I wore a strap on cock and fucked her hard like a man, ramming it deep inside her while I watched myself getting fucked …….. it was so fucking erotic and we all came quite a few more times that night until we had no more energy and we just collapsed on the bed covered in sweat and spunk….. i’ve never been fucked so hard in my life…..Steve and Tania want me to cum again and Tania quite fancies me bringing my husband round for a bit of swinging, I can’t beleive that i’ll be fulfilling both my horny fantasies….. can’t wait, i’m wet just thinking about it…

As Brian drove to the shopping center to pick up Jamie, he couldn’t contain his excitement. She was literally offering herself to him earlier and he had to admit, it would have been incredible if he had taken advantage of the opportunity…

An obnoxious HOOOOONNNNNNKKKK! Snapped him out of his daydream before it had even started. The stoplight he was at had turned green and the driver behind him was less than happy with his lack of attention to driving. Brian had spent the last couple of hours since getting off work making preparations for his date with Jamie. He had shaved, changed into his favorite pair of jeans, put on his nice button up shirt with the blue stripes and the crisp collar… he even starched it so it would be completely free of wrinkles – he wanted to look sharp for this lady tonight. He had also done a little shopping. He looked in the passenger seat at the bouquet of “fire and ice” roses. He had always heard that white roses symbolized friendship and red symbolized passion, so he figured if he got white roses with red tips, it would mean both… and that’s what he wanted from Jamie. Brian wasn’t the kind of guy to sleep frivolously with anything with tits and two legs; he was a slightly more selective man. And something about Jamie made everything in him come to life… everything.

As Jamie’s shift wrapped up, she gathered her purse and a gift bag she had put together earlier that afternoon. She had a few surprises of her own for Brian tonight. It was 8:00 and, right on schedule, a white Ford F-150 pulled up in front of the back door to Forbidden Pleasures. Jamie looked through the peephole to make sure it was Brian and as she did, she saw him pull the bouquet out of the truck and hide it behind his back as he walked towards the door. Her heart melted a little thinking, “He’s sexy AND romantic…” and her face gave a sweet pouty expression. The buzzer rang and she opened the door with a gorgeous grin on her tanned face. “Hi there gorgeous,” she welcomed him before stepping outside and kissing his cheek again, “Did you miss me?”

Brian’s heart was dancing inside. This was like a dream. And she kissed his cheek again, “Whoa…” he thought, “what did I ever do to deserve this?” She looked absolutely hot! She was still wearing the same outfit she had on earlier, and he was sure she still wasn’t wearing any panties. “More than you know…” he said. As she closed the door behind her, he pulled the flowers out and offered them to her with a boyish grin on his face.

“You’ve been busy,” she said with an impressed look in her eyes. “What else have you been doing?”

“Well, I picked up a few things for dinner, finger-foods like you said, and I have a little surprise waiting for you at my place, if you’re okay with that.” He answered. “What’s in the bag?”

“Oh, nothing, just a little surprise of my own, but let’s save it for later. Your place sounds great, should we go?” She asked with a sweet smile.

“Hop in,” Brian said as he opened the passenger door. As Jamie sat down she looked around the truck. It was exceptionally nice for a truck. It was clean, smelled relatively new, and there wasn’t a speck of trash in sight. As Brian got in and started to drive, she couldn’t stop staring at him. He kept looking over and grinning at her, knowing she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. She got the impression that if he weren’t driving, he’d be staring her down too. Finally Brian grinned from ear to ear and asked her how her day was.

“Oh, God, this really hot guy came by today and offered me his package, and I tried to hint that I’d love to take it, but he just wouldn’t take the hint… I’m hoping he’ll offer again though, because, oh mama was he hot.” She teased.

“Wow, I had an interesting day too… there was this incredible girl on my route today and I’ve been wanting to ask her out for the last week, and today, oh man, she was so friggin hot I just couldn’t contain myself… I just had to be alone with her so I’m planning on hooking up with her this evening… what are your plans for tonight?” He asked as he played along.

“Oh, you know, let my hair down, slip out of these clothes and onto something more comfortable…” she said. Suddenly Brian slammed on his brakes and said, “Oh shit! Sorry, I almost missed my turn…” She knew she had him wrapped around her finger now.

As they pulled into the driveway to his townhouse, she silently nodded in approval. This guy was far from trashy; his place was exceptionally nice. As he pulled into the garage and let the door come down behind them, he opened the door to his truck and asked, “Shall we…?”

When they walked inside Jamie immediately noticed a romantic glow coming from the center of the house… it was dark enough to be extremely sexy yet light enough to still see her way around. Brian spoke up saying, “ I really wanted to make a good impression on you… I was half afraid the place would burn down while I was gone, as many candles as I lit.” He took her hand in his, sending shivers down both their spines.

“Oh God,” she thought, “I think I’m going to have an orgasm just holding his hand!” She let him lead her into the living room where the sight she beheld made her suck her breath in. He had close to fifty candles all around the room and a fire burning in the fireplace. He had some soft music playing on the stereo and a romantic picnic set up on a plushy blanket on the floor before the fireplace. “Oh my God,” she said, “This is amazing. How long did this take you?”

“Well, not counting the trip to two different ‘Dollar Stores’ to buy them out of candles and the trip to the grocery store… not long.” He smiled and motioned for her to sit down on the blanket. He had thought of everything. There were pillows to lean back against, little smoked sausages, crackers, cheeses, even champagne glasses and a bottle chilled in ice. Jamie felt her heart pounding in her chest and moisture forming between her legs. She half wanted to just jump across the blanket and rip his shirt off and start fucking his brains out now, but she decided to let him have control… for the moment.
As they picked at the food and snacked a bit, they engaged in friendly conversation talking about college experiences, family, friends, plans for the future and genuinely enjoyed just being together. They made each other laugh and smile so much that they both complained about their cheeks hurting. When they had finished with the food, Brian gulped down the last of his champagne and said, “Let me clean this up real quick…”

“I’ll help.” Jamie said as she helped him gather up the remnants of the picnic and carry them into the kitchen. As they walked into the kitchen, he turned on the under-cabinet lights, making it bright enough to see but not so bright that it hurt their eyes. Jamie looked around and noticed a nice sized kitchen. There was a large island in the middle of the kitchen that gave her a devilishly great idea. As Brian started rinsing off the plates in the sink, Jamie walked up next to him and, reaching past him to the kitchen window, lowered the blinds.

With a boyish grin and a slight laugh in his voice he asked, “What are you doing?” She didn’t answer… she just put her hand on his cheek and turned his face towards hers, pulling him into her. She stopped just shy of kissing him and looked him deep in the eyes with a lustful look. There was no mistaking it: she wanted him – now. She nodded her head a bit and slowly leaned forward, nipping at his lower lip with hers until she slowly pressed her lips full against his. She breathed in deeply and began kissing him slowly and softly, beginning to slip her tongue into his mouth. Once their tongues met, she began breathing heavily, as did he, and pulled his body against hers. She put her hand behind his head, running her fingers through his hair. He placed his still wet hands on her lower back and began to feel her silky smooth skin. She then pulled away from him and stepped back against the island. She began to nudge her tight mini-skirt down her hips to her thighs, revealing a perfectly shaved pussy. She pushed her skirt down lower until she stepped out of it. She then pulled her crop-top up over her head revealing perfect globes of breasts with zero tan-lines. She dropped the shirt by her side and hopped up on the island counter, motioning with her index finger for Brian to come to her.

As Brian watched this spectacle, he couldn’t help but swallow the lump in his throat. She was even more fantastic than he had imagined. His cock was already at attention as he walked over to her where she sat on the counter. When he was within reach she took hold of his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. As she kissed him passionately, she reached down and began unbuttoning his shirt, then pushing it back down over his shoulders. Letting the shirt fall to the ground behind him, Brian took his now free hands and began rubbing them all over her back and sides, not yet letting himself touch her bronzed breasts. Jamie now reached down and began undoing his belt, then his buttons… God how she thought button-fly jeans were sexy. As she worked his jeans open, she couldn’t help but feel the incredible mound of flesh pressing against the fabric of his briefs. Jamie brought her bare feet up to Brian’s hips and, wrapping her toes inside the band of the underwear, gave a gentle shove sending his clothing down to the floor. Brian stepped out of the pile of fabric and continued kissing her.

Jamie now had free access to Brian’s package and she was fully intent on examining it. Her deft hands slipped ever so softly around the shaft of his cock and began caressing every angle it had to offer. Brian was in heaven… it was everything he could do just to keep from gasping with every new sensation Jamie was delivering to his dick… God he loved feeling her touch him…

Jamie then bent his dick, aiming it at her cunt… she wanted to feel it inside her. She began rubbing its tip against her labia, soaking it in her juices. “Ohhhh GOD!” is all either of them could think as they kissed and shared the intoxicating sensations down below. Just as Jamie wrapped her legs around Brian’s ass, intending to pull him into her full force… he surprised her. She felt herself being picked up off of the counter. Brian never broke the kiss with her as he picked her up off the island and supported her weight in his arms… she knew what he was doing as she allowed herself to be slowly impaled downward onto his dick… she broke the kiss letting her jaw fall open and a stuttered gasp escape from her lips. Her eyes darted back and forth between his searching deeper and deeper into him knowing they both wanted this more than anything else.

“Oh God Brian! That feels so good, shit!” she gasped as she sucked air in through her teeth. She was using her legs wrapped behind him as leverage as she began to pull herself up and then let herself back down, gripping her vaginal muscles around his dick with every thrust. She was sopping wet and the sound of his cock slurping in and out was so fucking sexy to them both. She began to flick her tongue at his lips, he returning the teasing kiss.

“Jamie, I’ve wanted you since I met you, Oh God, please baby, fuck me, fuck me hard.” Brian confessed.

“Oh shit Brian, how do you do this to me?” Jamie leaned forward and engulfed him in a passionate kiss, probing his mouth with her tongue and moaning in exquisite pleasure as she continued to feel his dick inside her cunt. They stood in the center of the kitchen, a tower of passion and carnal lust for several intensely hot moments. As she continued to kiss him with all of her fiery passion she noticed the room get darker. She pulled away and opened her eyes to see he was carrying her into the living room. While she continued riding his cock in mid-air, Brian very carefully went down on one knee and laid her back on the blanket, letting her head rest against the pillows they had been leaning against earlier. Suddenly he pulled out of her, much to her displeasure… “Oh baby, please get your dick back inside me, I’ve got to fuck you right now, please get your dick inside me now!” she pleaded.

Brian wanted so badly to just cum in her wet cunt, but he wanted other things as well. As he teasingly and lustfully eyed her, he let his face slip further and further away from her lips, traveling down her neck, teasing her breasts, quickly passing by her navel all the way down to her sopping wet cunt. “Holy crap she smells so fucking good!” Brian thought. Then with one last look up to her eyes which were eagerly watching him, Brian buried his mouth deep into her snatch, digging his tongue as deep as it would go and scooping out as much cunt juice as his tongue could hold.

“Ohhhh-ohhhh GAW-OOD!” Jamie screamed as she slammed her head back down against the pillow. The feeling of Brian’s warm cheeks pressed against her thighs and the intense pleasure produced from his tongue penetrating her cunt caused her to writhe in pleasure. “Oh FUCK baby, oh God your tongue feels so fucking incredible!” She hissed through clenched teeth.

Brian just continued feasting on her cunt. He began wrapping his lips around her labia and gently sucking them into his mouth before tickling them with his tongue as they were held prisoner inside. He then began licking in long strokes from the bottom of her cunt all the way up to her clit. “Oh SHI-I-I-IT” he heard her gasp as she began breathing heavily. Her body was responding very powerful to his oral onslaught. Her hips were already bucking, so he buried his lips around her clit, flicking it with his tongue as fast as he could while he took his finger and buried it deep in her cunt, finding the ridges of her G-spot inside and rubbing them with the tip of his finger.

“OHHHH!” she screamed, “OHHH GOD! Please keep doing that!” She was in ecstasy with his treatment of her pussy… she felt her orgasm barreling through her body but was unable to speak. Brian just kept driving her mad with his tongue until her body tensed up and her face wrenched as if she were screaming but with no sound. Her fists began pounding on the floor and her head was convulsing back and forth erratically. Jamie felt a rush of fluid enter her pussy as her climax flooded into Brian’s mouth. He was in heaven when she climaxed. He drank her juices as if he had been in the desert for days and this was the oasis he had dreamed of. Her juices were delicious and sweet as they traveled down his throat. He continued lapping at her cunt there in the firelight until she finally stopped spasming. She reached down and took hold of his hair, signaling for him to come up for air. Brian straightened up and crawled back on top of her. She pulled his face down and began carnally kissing him, licking the juice off of his face and pulling his lips to her own. She wanted to thank this god for the orgasmic flood he had just given her… he was about to know what heaven was truly like…

TO BE CONTINUED…

It was the end of my junior year of college, finals ended early and I was going to surprise my girlfriend Kelly. Kelly and I had dated since our sophomore years in high school. After graduation she and many of my friends, including my two best friends, went to state college, while I was sent to a private college nearly 2 hours away. Kelly was great and I knew we’d be married. When we first started dating she was shy and pretty, but not a knock out. Then came the braces, the contacts and her body really developing. By the end of our junior year in high school, Kelly had gone from a 34B to between 34C and 34D. She grew from 5 ft 3 to 5 ft 6. Now, she was stunning. She was still reserved and a bit naive. She would dress hot, but not realize guys were checking her out left and right. I would catch guys staring at tits as they jiggled by. I don’t blame them. I was though only one to see them however. My friend Jeff and Brian were always telling me how lucky I was. We took each others virginity the summer between our junior and senior years. It was of course awkward at first. Each time was better. But still Kelly was reserved. I would tongue fuck her pussy and we’d have sex but she wasn’t into a whole lot. I had to almost beg to get her to give me head. When she did give me head, it was half hearted. She would take my cock in her mouth just enough to get it wet, then start jacking me off. She would go back and forth until I would cum in hand. She said if I ever came in her mouth I was never getting head again. So to make sure I got something, I always warned her before I came.

On my way to her apartment at the university, I was getting really horny. We usually saw each other every weekend unless we had an exam or project due. With it being finals week, we hadn’t seen each other in about 3 weeks. I got to her apartment and she was not there. I knew where she kept the spare key, so I let myself in. I thought I would hide in her closet and then surprise her when she got home. I heard the door open and was getting excited. It wasn’t just Kelly though. I heard two voice. I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but I recognized it as being my friend Brian. This was not weird because we were all friends in high school, however it did put a damper on my plans. Then something else, another voice. It was my friend Jeff. I heard the voices getting louder. They were coming towards the bedroom. I could see through the closet doors and Jeff and Brian both were drinking beer. No surprise there. The next thing was a surprise. “We have been friends for a long time,” Kelly said to Brian and Jeff. They agreed. “Neither one of you have hit on me.” “Don’t think I don’t notice you guys staring at my tits. Especially you Jeff. Sometimes I try to give you guys a show on purpose.” I couldn’t believe my ears. My Kelly was admitting she like to show off her tits. “I have to admit”, said Brian. “There have been many nights I have jacked off thinking about you.” “Yeah, me too,” said Jeff. “Maybe we should forget about the jacking off and get to the real thing,” said Kelly. I can’t believe what I was hearing. With that Kelly started to take off shirt. The guys took a seat the edge of the bed to enjoy the show. She then took off her jeans. She had no panties on because she said they would leave lines. So now she is standing in front of my two best friends in just her bra. Her tits are stretching the material almost to the busting point.

The guys suck on their beers in disbelief. She unlatches her bra from the front and her tits coming busting out. She turns and lets the guys enjoy what they are seeing. “Your turn,” she says. “I want it to be a bit of a surprise,” she says. As she gets are her knees she says, “I’m going to close my eyes. You guys get undressed and tell me when so I can see everything at once.” She closes her eyes and they do as they are told. Now, I have been friends with Jeff and Brian for a long time. We played lots of sports together, which means lots of showers. These two are two the most well hung guys I knew. Even after practice in the shower, they both were about 6 inches limp. Brian however has more girth. I couldn’t imagine what they would be like with full fledged hard-ons. I was about to find out. “Done yet?” she asked. “No,” they say. They take off their boxers and both of them have grown to about 8 inches and they’re not even all they way hard. Jeff motions to Brian for them to move closer to Kelly. Now, my best friends and their huge cocks are only inches from Kelly’s face. “Open your eyes,” says Brian. Kelly opened her eyes and her jaw just about hit the floor. Her eyes about popped out of her head. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed. “You guys are huge.” “Don’t be shy,” says Brian as he grabs her hand places it on his ever growing cock. “Brian, I can’t even get my hand around it.” “Maybe not your hand,” say Jeff, “Let’s see about your mouth.” Don’t even think about it, I thought to myself. She doesn’t give head. At the same time Jeff pushes her now 9 inch cock to her lips and she opens them to allow the head of cock to make into her mouth. I couldn’t believe it. My shy girlfriend with one 9 inch cock in her mouth and one in her hand. She continues to work Jeff’s cock for a couple of minutes as she gives Brian a hand job.

Then she decides to give Brian his first taste of her lips. She got about 4 inches of Jeff’s dick in her mouth, but she barely get past the head of Brian’s dick due to the girth. She alternated back and forth for about 10 minutes. I couldn’t believe what I was watching, but I was extremely turned on. “You are one great cocksucker,” Brian said. Kelly expressed doubts. “Why wouldn’t you thinks so,” asked Jeff. “Well…I…I can’t do it all.” “What do you mean?” said Brian. “I can’t take all of you.” Jeff said, “You mean you can’t deep throat us.” “Right,” said Kelly. “I always thought I was good at giving head because I could deep throat Jim no problem. He made me think I had some special talent. It turns at that it’s just because he isn’t quite as gifted as you two.” “He couldn’t be that much smaller,” said Jeff. “He’s probably 5 and a half inches long and about has half the girth you have Brian,” she explained. “I really wish I could deep throat you guys, but I don’t think its possible.” “You know what they say,” says Jeff, “practice makes perfect.” They all laughed. “Well let’s get to practicing then,” she said. “Maybe you need to work on technique,” suggest Brian. “Let’s try this.” Brian has Kelly lie across the bed with her head hanging over the side. “This will open your throat more.” With this done, Brian, proceeds to place head of dick on her lips and she opens take him in. Brian moves his hips in and out, slowly putting a little more of his 9 inches into her mouth. First she can only take about 3 inches, she is now up to about 6. He pulls his cock out all the way each time. It seems like it should be her stomach. After a couple of minutes and up to 7 inches, Jeff replaces Brian, with his cock now feeling her tongue. While Jeff fucked her pretty little mouth, Brian would slap his meat on her cheek or chin or what ever he could. Either because Jeff didn’t have the girth of Brian, or Brian stretched out her mouth, bit Jeff had almost his entire cock in her mouth now. He grabbed each one of her tits and was actually starting to pick up speed. Treating her mouth like a pussy. Then I hear a strange sound. I realized it was Jeff’s massive balls slapping Kelly in the nose. It was Brian’s turn again. After about 10 minutes, they let Kelly catch her breath. “I can’t believe I just took two 9 inch cocks in my mouth,” she said. “Jim is the only guy I have been with. I thought all guys were his size. I don’t know if I want to go back to his pencil dick.” “Whenever you need a real cock, just give Brian and I a call,” said Jeff. “That sounds like a great idea,” she said. “Jeff I always catch you staring at my tits. When you are jacking off, what do you do my tits?” “I usually end up sticking my cock between them.” “Jim has done that, it didn’t seem to do much,” she said. “It’s because you tits don’t match his cock,” said Brian. “What do you mean?” “Your tits are too big for his little prick.” “I wonder if that monster you have is a better match?” Kelly said. “Only one way to find out,” said Jeff.

Kelly found herself back in the position she was just in, laying across the bed with her head hanging over the side. Brian, once again, put his cock to her lips. Jeff strattled Kelly’s chest placing his cock between her tits. She held them together as Jeff fucked her perfect tits. At the same time Brian was picking up speed fucking her mouth. It was quite a site. I wanted to be mad, but I was so turned on. Brian and Jeff both were giving her the treatment. Their breathing was picking up and I knew they were going to cum soon. “Oh shit, I going to cum,” I heard Brian say. On the back stroke Brian pulls out his massive tool and unleashes 4 or 5 huge spurts of cum onto Kelly’s face. Just as he was squeezing the last bit of cum from his cock, I heard Jeff announce he was cumming. His intention was to cum on Kelly’s tits, but the blast was so powerful, the first spurt actually landed the head of Brian’s dick where it was still resting on Kelly’s lips. The next couple landed on her face and finally he finished on her tits. “You missed some,” said Brian as he pushed his now deflating cock into her mouth to clean off Jeff’s cum.

After about 30 minutes, Kelly once again took them into her mouth to get them going. It was Kelly’s turn to get off. For the next 2 hours, Jeff and Brian fucked her like never before.

I hid in the closet until she left the next day. I went home and immediately jacked off. It was the best orgasm I had ever had. I never spoke of what I saw.

We planned on being married a year after graduation. Brian and Jeff were even groomsmen. Brian was my best man. The day of the wedding came and Kelly said she needed to get to the church to get ready. I didn’t think I needed to go that early, so I said I would me her there later. The bride actually got ready in a hall next to the church. I felt bad about not going early, so I headed over shortly after her. As I approached the dressing room, I heard voices. I peaked through the cracked door and saw Kelly, Brian and Jeff. Kelly hadn’t started getting ready yet. “I need to get ready, so you guys should take off,” she said. “Why?”, ask Jeff. “We’ve already seen you naked.” “Besides,” says Brian, “we need to get ready too.” “We’re thinking we’ll get ready here,” he said. “We thought it over and Brian and I wanted to give you a present, actually two big presents.” “I don’t know,” said Kelly sitting down on the couch, “this is my wedding day.” “Tell you what, we’ll start getting ready and you let us know,” said Jeff. With that they both walked over and stood in front of her and started to undress. Kelly, again, found herself face to face with those two 9 inch cocks she loved so much. “Alright, but no fucking. Jim will know if I’m dirty.” “You mean no fucking your pussy,” said Brian. “Yeah,” said Jeff, “we’ll just fuck that pretty little mouth of yours.” Without hesitation, Kelly takes Jeff’s cock into her mouth and starts doing her magic. Back and forth between the two. “Sit on the couch,” she tells them.

She starts to concentrate on Jeff, really sucking his cock. She then wraps her tits around his dick and because it’s so big, she can keep the head in her mouth as she uses her tits to jack him off. It doesn’t take long and Jeff announces he is going to fill her mouth with cum. He let’s out a grunt and explodes into her mouth. She now takes Brian into mouth. She works his cock for a couple of minutes. “Spread your legs a bit, so I can get to those giant balls of yours.” “I haven’t jacked off in over a week,” Brian says. “My balls are really full with cum waiting for your mouth.” “We better get to then,” I heard her say. For the next 10 minutes she works his cock with her mouth like there’s no tomorrow. “I’m going to cum,” I hear him say. He must of let out a gusher. Kelly can’t take it all and some of trickles down the side of Brian’s cock and onto his balls. Finally milking him dry, Kelly releases the monster from her lips. Seeing that some cum had run down onto his cock and balls, Kelly says, “Oh, I missed some.” She proceeds to lick the cum off his balls.

We have been married for 5 years, now and I am still friends with Brian and Jeff. Matter of fact they come over every Sunday during football season. Every couple of months I go on a business trip. I usually make it a day longer than it is. I always come home to “surprise” Kelly, but I know she probably has her mouth full. For whatever reason, when I return from my trips, we have the best sex.

Father John waited for Sally, his cock already hard at the thought of her tight body. It would soon be time to fuck her. He planned on taking her virginity today, not with his cock but a large dildo. It would be God’s will that she relinquish her virginity.

Sally dreaded going to see Father John again today, but there was no way she could get out of it. Her parents thought Father John was God, or at least Jesus, if not the next best thing for her. It was getting more difficult talking them out of bringing her sister Becky along for “lessons.” Becky even bugged her to come along, unsuspecting of what she would be forced to endure. She was younger and more impressionable and would surely do anything Father John ordered her, thinking that she was fulfilling her destiny to God. Sally suspected that God did not have much to do with it, it was all Father John’s desires, but her parents were too insistent that she submit.

Sally wore a pair of jeans and a wool button down shirt. Winter was almost here and it was beginning to get cold. She entered the church, going to the rectory in the back. Father John was waiting, sitting at his desk, just as she knew he would be.

“Good afternoon Sally. Are you ready to do the Lord’s will?”

“Afternoon, Father John. Yes, I’m here to do whatever is required of me. My parents are most insistent that I obey you and do the Lord’s work.”

“Good girl, let’s go into the other room. We are going to do something very special today.”

“The other room?” She was frightened by the ominous sound of his voice. It was bad enough in his office with his desk.

Father John moved next to her, putting his arm around her waist, “yes down here, Sally.” They moved down the hall to the last door and Father John opened it. There was a long staircase down to the basement.

“That’s the basement Father!”

“Sssshhh, little girl. The Lord works in many places. This will be much quieter and we will not be disturbed.” He urged her down the stairs, Sally hesitating. The door closed behind them, only the light at the foot of the stairs flickering. It looked like candle light.

“I’m scared.” Sally trembled. They would be in the basement; even screams would not be heard.

“Nothing to be scared of Sally. We are down here to celebrate the Lord today.”

“Celebrate?”

“Yes, today is the Celebration of the Candles. A very special day usually reserved only for the priests and nuns. We celebrate the important part that candles play in the religious ceremonies. You are lucky to be able to participate in the service. The Bishop has granted you special permission because of your active religious training and your outstanding progress.”

“The Bishop knows what we do?”

“I have told the Bishop how well you are responding to the intense religious training. In fact, you are invited to a weekend retreat with the Bishop and me.”

“A weekend? No, I don’t want to go,” she protested, not wanting to spend a whole weekend with him, even if they Bishop would also be there.

“Nonsense Sally. I have already talked to your mother and she has given her permission. She thinks it is an honor that the Bishop invited you and that he will be present. I could have your sister Becky instead, would you rather I do that? She is younger than you, isn’t she? I imagine that she would be easier to train in my ways, don’t you think? I’ll train her like I am training you, to serve the Lord and me as the vessel of the Lord.” He stopped on the stairs; his hand reaching up to her breast, lightly caressing the young flesh. “Though she is not as mature as you are,” making his point by gently squeezing. “Should I invite Becky instead?” His hand continued to rub her breast, making no excuse for the fondling of her flesh.

Sally stood there as Father John continued to rub her breasts. He was getting bolder each day she came, no longer making any pretense for molesting her body. She could imagine him doing this to Becky, rubbing her tiny mounds. “No! I’ll go, just leave Becky alone.”

He moved close, whispering to her, “you are making my sword hard again, Sally,” moving her hand down to the front of his trousers, making her small hand grab his hard cock. “You are going to have to take it in your mouth again today. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Serving the Lord with your mouth. You are very good at it. You have found your calling in life, a way to serve the Lord.” Taunting her, forcing her to move her hand up and down on his cock, making it jerk beneath his trousers.

She regretted that she had done such a good job before, her mouth used as a receptacle for his sword, his demon seed spilled into her stomach. “I will serve you, Father John, in whatever way you want,” resigned to her place in life, hoping to protect her little sister by giving into his twisted desires.

He stopped fondling her breast and put his hand back on her waist directing her down the steps.

Sally was pushed into a large room. In the center stood a large altar, a gleaming white wooden structure over six feet long and about three feet wide. She cringed when she saw the crosses, one in each corner, pushed into a hole in the altar, securing it tightly. It was just like the desk. It was covered with a black velvet cloth, golden crosses sewn into the edges that hung down the front. The altar was not as tall as the one in the church; this one stood about three feet high. She cringed at the thought of being spread open on it, but she knew that was Father John’s intention. She began to dread the Ceremony of the Candles. She saw a table behind the altar, a large selection of candles and candlestick holders on it. There must be over one hundred of all sizes and shapes. Some were already flickering; hot wax slowly sliding down the side of the candles.

“Please, not on there,” Sally whimpered.

“We must get you prepared first, Sally.” He grabbed her hand again and pressed it against his trousers. “Rub my sword, Sally, while I prepare you for the ceremony.” He moaned softly as her yielding hand grabbed his cock through his pants, encircling it, moving up and down the hard flesh. “Very good, Sally.”

“Prepared?”

His hands moved up to her wool shirt, fingers traveling over her breasts again. “You must wear the ceremonial robe.” Father John pointed to a white robe on a hanger. It was a simple garment, the zipper running from neck to bottom the only closure on it; it looked like it would hang just about to her knees. He reached for the first button of her shirt, his fat fingers too anxious, fumbling with it. “But you must shed your worldly possessions first.”

“You mean my clothes? You’re going to strip me naked?”

“Yes, Sally. The Lord wants you like you came into the world, naked and without sin.” His fingers continued to unbutton her shirt, feeling her tremble as he slowly stripped her. He pulled the shirt from her jeans, opened to expose the basic white bra encompassing her breasts. He reached down to her wrists, unbuttoning the buttons. He lowered the garment from her shoulders, letting it slide backwards and down her arms. She stopped stroking his cock as he shed the garment from her body.

Her hands hung uselessly by her side, her shirt lying on the chair next to her. She felt his hands on her wrists again, pressing her palms against his sword.

“Rub it, don’t stop unless I tell you to! Use both hands.”

She stroked his sword again, feeling it jerk in his trousers as his hands moved up her naked flesh. She felt horribly violated as he took liberties with her young body. She suffered his large, clammy hands as they slid up and grasped her youthful breasts in his palms, encircling the bra-encased flesh, squeezing.

He let his fingers run over her naked flesh, the upper breasts that peeked out the top of her bra, running along her cleavage, feeling the goose bumps appear as he molested her. “Turn around.” His hands at her waist, turning her back to him. She knew it was so he could strip her bra off, but at least she was spared from touching his hard sword. She felt his hands on her back, rubbing up and down her naked flesh.

He fumbled with the bra catch, eventually unsnapping it, seeing the strain in the strap release. Her hands moved up, keeping the bra cups covering her breasts, her palms pressing it tightly against her naked flesh. He moved closer to her, his crotch demanding against her ass, his cock jerking in pleasure. He rubbed himself on her covered ass, hands on her naked waist, holding her in place as he masturbated his cock on her. He let his hands run up and down her arms until he came to her shoulders, pushing the bra straps down her arms until her clutching of her breasts stopped the movement. “Let your hands down, reach behind you and grab my sword again. Your round buttocks are making it so hard.”

Sally moved her hands back, feeling her bra slip to the floor, her naked breasts free of confinement. She placed her hands between her butt and his crotch, again finding his hard sword, both hands rubbing it.

His hands ran up her arms again, then slowly moving in front, feeling her naked breast flesh.

“No” she begged, feeling his callused hands reaching for her naked flesh, unable to stop him from having his way with her body. She shuddered as his fingers ran over her nipples, teasing the rubbery tips into hardness, embarrassingly unable to control her own body.

Father John hefted her globes, his palms gently lifting the flesh, his fingertips running back and forth over her nipples, strumming them into hardness. He smiled at her disloyal body, her chest heaving as he manipulated her young tit flesh. He pushed his cock more firmly into her hands, feeling the pleasure her fingers gave as she stroked him. “Your body is betraying you, Sally. God can feel your lust. He can feel your nipples harden in pleasure. I’m going to have to punish your breasts. Drive the evil from them.”

“It’s you doing it Father. I can’t help it!”

“Nonsense, child. I’m a man of the cloth. I am only bringing out what is already in your body.” He pinched her nipples between his fingertips, pulling up her breasts, feeling her body stretch up, rising onto her toes.

“That hurts Father! You’re hurting my nipples, please…!” She arched up higher onto her toes as his fingers, tightening on the sensitive flesh, stretching her breasts unnaturally.

Releasing her abruptly, he swung her around by the hips until she was facing him. Her hands were again at her side, so he grabbed her wrists and brought them back to his trousers, her fingers grabbing his cock once more. He swung his open hand and slapped her right breast, his fingertip hitting the flesh under her nipple, making it bounce on her chest.

“Don’t slap them, please,” she begged as his hand slapped her other breast, both of them turning pink. She felt them bounce up and down, humiliated as he played with them like they were toys. She cried out when his finger snapped her hard nipples, the pain shooting through her.

He appreciated the sight of her breasts, a slight pink from the slaps, her nipples poking out, swollen from his fingertips. Her nipples pointed, begging to be abused. He slid his hand down, sensing her pull in her tight stomach as he moved to the snap on her jeans.

She felt his hands on her jeans, looked down, his hands unsnapping them, one hand slowly lowering the zipper. It sounded so loud as it moved downward, her white cotton panties beginning to show.

Father John slid his hand into her jeans, running over her panty-covered abdomen, feeling her body tense up again as he pushed his hand deeper into her jeans until he could feel her bush. “The boys would love to slip their hands in your pants like I’m doing. I’m going to have to masturbate you and make you have an orgasm. Show you what happens when you let boys play with your untrained body.” He let his finger trace her pussy lips, pushing her simple panties aside, letting his fingers saw up and down her slit. “Such nice puffy lips, Sally.”

“No! Don’t do this to me!” she cried out, feeling a stirring between her legs as his fingers continued to masturbate her pussy. She had never had an orgasm before; her parents taught her that masturbation was the devil’s toy.

He pulled his hand out of her jeans, and pulled them over her ass.

Sally felt so embarrassed. Father John was pulling down her pants and she was standing here, breasts naked, and letting him. Why did he keep doing this to her? She knew that she must let him; her mother gave him permission to punish her if she disobeyed. She felt him kneel on the floor, his hands sliding the jeans down her legs past her knees before he stopped, leaving them to bind her legs together. She looked down to see Father John stare up at her before his gaze moved to her sex.

Father John moved his hands to the waist of her cotton panties and let them slowly slide down the back until they were below her hillocks, her buttocks now naked. He grabbed the taut flesh in his palms, one cheek in each hand and squeezed tightly. “You have such a lovely bottom for such a young girl, Sally. You are lucky the Lord gave you such a nice body. You must show your gratitude to your Lord by sharing it with your Priest.”

“Yes, Father John, my body is yours.” Sally resigned herself to the fact that he was going to have his way with her and there was nothing she could do about it.

“Pull your panties down in the front for me Sally. Show me your sex. Pull them all the way down to your jeans,” he ordered her, watching her blush as her hands moved down and slid the white panties down over her abdomen until her bush began to show. “More Sally, show me more,” his whispered order humiliating her even more as he watched her slowly strip naked for him.

He was making her take off her own clothes, degrading her, uncovering her own sex, his eyes only inches from her naked flesh. His arms still wrapped around her hips, hands clenching and unclenching her firm ass cheeks, making her gasp each time. He pulled out on her cheeks as he squeezed them, feeling her buttocks part, knowing her tiny anus was exposed. Soon he would have her bound face down on the table. Soon he would be teasing her tiny anus. His cock jerked in anticipation.

She was almost naked now, her jeans and panties hanging uselessly below her knees, the rest of her body bare.

“Over here,” he pushed her toward the altar, watching as she took tiny steps, her jeans and panties binding her legs together. It made her shake her ass so sensuously.

She felt the edge of the altar hit her stomach, Father John’s hand on her back forcing her bent over face down on the table. “Please,” she begged, again.

Father John knelt behind her, rubbing his hands up and down her legs and over her ass, feeling the silky smooth skin. He moved his hands down to her jeans and began to pull them off. “Lift up one leg,” her right leg off the ground, Father John pulled on the jeans. “Now the other,” stripping the garment from her body, the panties torn off at the same time. He now had her naked. “Such lovely skin, Sally,” he rubbed all over her body, his calloused hands harshly chafing her girlish flesh.

“Put on the robe while I go prepare.” He pushed her over to the white robe and slowly began to strip off his own clothes. He savored her terrified look as he lowered his shorts, his large cock, already swollen and hard, protruded out. “God wants me the same way Sally, naked.” He picked up a black robe and pulled it on, the zipper rising up noisily.

Sally looked the other way, but not before she saw his organ tenting out the front of the robe. She quickly slipped into the white robe, pulling up the zipper; at least she would temporarily be covered, though she did not expect it to last long. Not when his sword was so swollen. No, she would have to service his sword again with her mouth. She would be forced to swallow his terrible-tasting demon seed. She cringed as she felt his hands on her waist, sliding up her back, his hard cock pressing against her almost naked bottom.

“It is time to begin the ceremony, Sally. Get up on the altar. You must be ready to celebrate with the Lord.” She scooted up on the edge the altar, her feet dangling over the edge. He picked up her feet and used them to pivot Sally around on her ass, turning her the other way, then placing her feet on the altar. He pushed on her side, “lie on your stomach, Sally, and stretch out. Hands over your head, put them near the crosses.”

She felt him prepare her body, spreading her out on the altar. As her arms moved to the crosses, she glanced up to see how close they were. She felt his hands on her back, down over her shapely buttocks and over the back of her legs until he touched naked flesh below her knees.

“Such a good girl.” He moved to her head, seized one arm, grabbed a fur-lined leather belt and wrapped it around her wrist, tightening it until he could place the pin into the hole on the buckle.

“Don’t tie me up!” she screamed. He had never done this to her before, and she more than feared what he would do once he had her bound, unable to defend herself. Before she could protest further, he moved quickly and secured her other wrist. He clipped both to the crosses in each corner, tightly securing her to them. She tugged on them, the crosses banging noisily but not budging.

Father John observed the frightened look in her eyes as she realized how vulnerable she was now. He moved down towards her feet, his hand running over her, unable to miss the chance to fondle her tight ass. He ran his hand down one leg, pulling it out to the side as he slid lower and lower, spreading it out toward the cross in the corner.

She felt his hand running over her naked legs, pushing on her tender inner thighs, spreading her open. She knew he would use leather straps on her legs, stretching her into a wide “X”, bound and defenseless. She feared what he planned to do to her. She knew it must be worse then what he had already done otherwise he would not need the tight bondage.

Father John wasted little time securing her legs in the spread eagle position, eager to begin the ritual. He stared at Sally from his position at the foot of the altar between her spread legs. He could almost see underneath her robe, into her darkened sex. “Are your ready to worship the Lord, Sally?” He moved over to the candles, watching as Sally’s eyes followed him, the scared look on her face.

“Dominito, Astoloso, Benito, “ Father John began to chant in Latin, a slim candle over 12 inches high in his hand, the flame burning brightly, the wax slowly running down the edges of the candle stick. Father John chanted in Latin for over five minutes, picking up new candles as the others would start to burn down. By time he finished, he had over ten candles burning on the table beside Sally.

“Time for you to join in, Sally,” his hand reached for the bottom of the robe, sliding it slowly up, baring her naked body.

Sally craned her neck to look at Father John. “What are you doing?” She panicked as he slowly pulled the robe up over her waist and out from underneath her, moving higher and higher until it was tucked neatly under her neck, her body naked from her shoulders to her toes.

Father John ran his hands down her back, his palms clutching her naked ass cheeks, pulling them apart, watching as her tiny anus was exposed. He let his fingers slide along her pussy lips from behind, hearing her protest as she was crudely fondled.

Sally could only catch a fleeting glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye. He moved back into her view, standing next to her head, gazing down at her innocent face plead with him. Her eyes almost popped out of her head when she saw the candle in his hand, the yellow flame dancing in the slight breeze in the room, the wax slowly dripping down the side of the candle.

She still did not suspect, her mind not capable of believing that anyone would purposely let hot wax fall on sensitive flesh. Her beseeching eyes turned to panic when he moved the candle over her back and began to tip it, the hot flame burning and melting the wax on the side. “No! No!” she screamed as she watched the wax slowly flow down the edge, knowing that in a few seconds it would spill off and land on her skin. “Please, Father! Don’t!”

“Now, now child, you must suffer for the Lord. The pain will purge the evil from your body.” He let his other hand stroke her ass, feeling her tighten her cheeks as he fondled them. “Relax,” his eyes following the slowly dripping candle wax. He was using a bee’s wax candle for the less intimate portions of her body, the wax extremely hot. His cock jerked beneath the robe as the wax fell from the candle and dropped on her naked back, a large red blob of hot candle wax falling on her pink flesh.

Sally screamed, her voice ringing off the solid walls, no one able to hear her cries of pain except for Father John. The wax burned her skin before finally cooling, the lingering pain of the freshly burned flesh shooting up to her brain. She felt Father John brush the dried wax from her back, his other hand still holding the candle, this time moving it lower so that it was over the hillock of her buttocks. “No more Father, please, I’ll take your sword in my mouth and drink your seed, just don’t burn me anymore.” Tears flowed from her eyes and ran down her cheeks.

She looked so beautiful, stretched out naked on the table, her innocent face etched in the pain he inflicted on her. His cock rubbed on the silky robe he wore, jerking up and down at the lovely sight before him. “More Sally, you must celebrate with the Lord.” He bent the candle, this time the wax fell on her naked ass cheek. He saw her body react, her ass cheek clench and unclench at the terrible pain of the hot wax, almost a delightful spasm.

She screamed again, this time not so loud, the pain just as intense but her body not as surprised. She jerked against the straps holding her spread on the table, the leather digging into her flesh, but unyielding. Father John became more insistent with the candle, not giving her a chance to recover from the previous dripping before landing more hot wax on her flesh. He moved the candle up and down her ass cheeks, her muscles rippling in response to the pain.

Father John loved the way her body reacted. Her ass moved up and down in pain, like it was fucking something underneath her, her tight ass muscles contracting each time a drop of hot wax hit the flesh, then relaxing before the next drop would hit. He heard her sobbing, her screams now muted, her throat hoarse. Yet he had just begun. He brushed the wax from her ass, the red wax falling to the floor.

When the hot wax stopped falling on her tender skin, Sally looked over to see Father John put the candle down on the table. Relieved that it was over, her back and ass still in pain from the lingering burns, she murmured, “Thank you Father,” hoping that he would let her off the altar now.

Instead, Father John picked up a black candle, one that would not burn as hotly as the other. He saw the look on her face as she realized that he had only just begun. “Yes, Sally, we aren’t finished yet, so much more flesh to cover. The Lord needs to hear your cries of pain to cleanse your soul of the evil.”

“Not there,” she cried out, clenching tightly as his hand pulled apart her ass cheeks. He slapped her ass hard, the stinging inflaming the burns he had already inflicted on her body.

“Relax your ass cheeks Sally or I will stick the candle up your bottom and let it burn down until it goes out. Would you like me to do that?” He felt her cheeks relax, resigned to the knowledge of where the wax would fall next, yet shuddering as she braced for the inevitable pain.

She flushed when his hand spread apart her ass cheeks, his fingers now only inches from her anus, the tiny pink hole so completely defenseless. The pain was even worse than she expected, the hot wax hit directly on her anus, black covering the tiny hole. She screamed, a gut wrenching scream. It felt like her anus was torn from her body, the pain shooting deep inside her.

Father John quickly brushed the wax from her anus, wanting to see the reaction of her tiny hole. He was not disappointed. The tiny opening pulsed in and out from the terrible pain, the pink hole now turning an angry red. “You should see how your hole opens and closes, Sally,” her moan of shame and pain electrifying. “Again,” turning the candle downward once more, the hot wax dripping off the candle again landing on her pulsating anus. It caught it just right, small amounts of wax entering her rectum, the burning pain now drawn into her body. He had to fight to keep her cheeks apart, her powerful ass cheeks trying to clench closed from the pain.

She felt Father John’s finger playing over her pain-racked anus, wiping the wax from her, but the fingertip became more insistent, slowly pushing into the pursed hole. She cried out as she was speared by his finger, the tip driving into her rectum, her sphincter clamping down, pressing, trying to expel it from her body.

“The Lord gave you a hot, tight bottom Sally. Soon you will have to share it with him, allowing his servant inside it,” he taunted her. He pulled his finger from her asshole, seeing the dark red hole slowly close as his finger left. His hands moved to her ankles, removing the leather straps from them, watching as her legs closed when she felt the release. He went to her wrists, doing the same, seeing the relief on her face as she believed he let her loose.

She reached back, pulling the robe down over her naked body, turning over as she did. Her relief turned to anguish as she felt Father John grab her wrist again, bringing it up high to the cross and securing it. “What are you doing now?”

“We’re not finished yet, Sally,” pulling her other wrist to the other side, her upper body again spread wide. “We must now work on the front side, Sally, you have so many places that the wax is going to visit.” He smiled, his cock hard as steel as he imagined the hot wax dropping between her spread pussy lips and on her exposed clit.

“Haven’t you punished me enough?” she cried out.

“The Lord wants you to suffer a little more, Sally. Then he will give you pleasure. Pleasure that you have never felt before. He wants me to masturbate you until you have a climax. The Lord wants you to realize the things that your body is capable of.”

“No, not that, please no, don’t do that to me.” She could not bear the humiliation. “I have never even done that before. Please! Not in front of you!”

He moved down to her legs, but not before pulling the zipper down her robe, letting the garment fall to the side. “The Lord will enjoy seeing your face as you climax for the first time. He has given me the honor of doing it. Now let’s open you up for the candle, Sally.” He grabbed one of her ankles and attached it to the cross. “Spread your legs for me,” pulling her leg over to the other side, looking up between her legs, sneaking a look at her eyes as he watched her pussy lips slowly spread open. He attached her other leg, her teenage body again spread eagle, her sex fully exposed to his eyes. He ran his large hand up her leg, moving up her inside thigh, gripping the tender flesh, rubbing up and down; enjoying her attempts to close her legs and the leather straps digging into her flesh.

Sally watched as he picked up a long white taper, the tip of it glowing hotly. He stood by her head, his fingers moving towards her mouth.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue,” his fingers already spreading apart her lips, looking for her tongue.

“MMMGG,” she cried out as his fingers grabbed her tongue, pulling it out of her mouth.

“Keep it there or I will have to take a whip to you to teach you to obey,” watching as her tongue hesitantly pushed out farther. He moved the candle over her face, turning it sideways so the flame burned the wax on the edge.

Her eyes stared at the drip of wax that slowly rolled down the side of the taper in slow motion, waiting for the inevitable pain that would follow. She could not believe that he would drip hot wax on her tongue and now feared where else he would do it, her sex spread open and vulnerable. The pain shot into her the second the wax hit it. Even the wetness of her tongue did nothing to dull it.

“Very good, Sally, now let’s move on down to your breasts.” He cupped one of her breasts in his hand, pushing, forcing the blood to her nipple. “The nipple is so very sensitive. The wax on it will make you suffer.”

All Sally could do was wait and shudder in fear as he prepared her breast for the hot wax, his fingers making sure her nipple was a hard and easy target. She did not have to wait long, the hot wax burning her nipple and dark areola as she let out a piercing scream. The pain was incredible, Sally sobbed and sobbed. She barely had time to recover before he moved over to the other breast—but not before he left a trail of hot wax and pain on her chest. She screamed again as her other nipple was roasted from the wax, her chest heaving up and down, her breasts bouncing.

Father John loved her reactions as she jerked around on the altar and he continued to run the hot wax all over her flesh. After her breasts grew accustomed to the hot wax, he slowly moved down her stomach toward the V of body. He took pleasure in her desperate attempt to close her legs, wrenching on the leather straps, as the candle moved closer and closer to her naked sex. “Yes, Sally, it will be there soon. You will feel the fire of God touching your sex. It will teach you a good lesson.”

She squirmed as he teased her, the painful, hot wax running up and down her sensitive inner thighs, always close to her sex, but never touching it—yet. She moaned and jerked about, the pain overcoming her senses, Father John not even giving her a chance to catch a breath before another blob of hot wax would hit a new, tender spot. He brushed the dried wax from her body each time, preparing her for more. Then she saw the look in his eyes and knew the time had come. He was readying her, spreading her sex open to spill the hot wax into the most intimate part of her body. It was bad enough when he burned her anus, the tiny hole still burning. She pleaded with him to no avail.

His fingers gently pried her pussy lips apart, the pink flesh of her inner lips slightly wet. He felt her tremble, knowing the pain she had felt before would be nothing like what she would feel now. He moved the candle over her split pussy, turning it sideways, his eyes wide with excitement as the first drop of wax slowly slid down the long candle. It seemed to hang for seconds before it fell, four sets of eyes on it as it landed with a thud directly between her lips with a splat on her inner flesh. Her hips shot up in pain, her legs pulling on the leather straps, her fists clenched as the pain shot to her brain.

A long, agonizing cry tore through the room as the hot wax burned her sex. It felt like a red-hot poker pushed between her legs, unable to brush the wax aside, her body’s only alternative to wait for it to cool by itself. She looked in his eyes for any kind of sympathy seeing only a smirk on his face as he turned the candle again, but not before moving his fingers down her sex, her vagina now spread open, waiting for the next burning pain.

Father John turned the candle more, wanting it to fall faster, his cock needing relief soon. He saw the drop fall, a huge glob of molten wax that covered almost all of her small vagina, the opening clenching tight as the flesh reacted to the painful burning. She screamed louder, her body bouncing up and down. He immediately let another drop fall, hitting just to the right of the first, her screams almost constant now. He did not think she could take much more; the pain would certainly overcome her. But he had one more place. One more place that he wanted the hot wax to visit.

His fingers pulled back the hood and Sally felt the cool air of the cellar on her exposed clit. She knew how sensitive it was, knew the pain would be excruciating, hoped she would pass into unconsciousness. She watched in pure fear as the drop of wax fell in slow motion. The wax hit her bud, pressure building as it molded over her clit. And then the pain came. The terrible, piercing pain that shot from her clit, up her spine into her brain. She screamed like she had never screamed before. It felt like he ripped her clit off with a pair of pliers. She bucked like a horse, her arms almost yanked from the sockets as she fought to escape the cruel pain. But she was secured, held tightly and spread, her body vulnerable to all the evil that Father John could do to her in the name of the Lord.

Father John left her sobbing, her body jerking in pain, while he went to retrieve the tool that would take her virginity. He would not let her see it yet, wanting to get her body into position first. Her legs were limp when he took the leather straps off of them. Her eyes looked at him as he heaped a new obscenity on her, pulling her leg up to her bound wrist, a new leather strap binding it over her head. He pulled her other leg up to the other wrist, bending her body in half, her legs now spread obscenely wide. Her pussy and anus now open, you could almost see inside her she was so spread. She did not even protest this new indignity, failing to realize the full gravity of the situation.

“God has determined that you are to lose your virginity today, Sally.” He waited for her reaction, which did not take long.

“No, you can’t do that! I’m a good girl, I’m saving myself for my husband!” she cried out, her body still in pain.

“It is the Lord’s will that this be done. He has asked me to perform it.”

“Perform it? What are you going to do?” She was afraid; she could imagine what he would do to satisfy his lust. Would he put his sword inside her?

He brought out the instrument. “This is God’s tool,” showing her the shiny cross. It was about fifteen inches long and the second crosspiece was about six inches wide. It looked like a normal cross except for the bottom half. It was thicker then the rest and more rounded. The bottom two inches was larger, like the head of a cock. It had to be an inch and a half wide, much bigger then Sally’s tiny vagina. “It will be used to tear your hymen, giving your greatest gift to the Lord.” It was about six inches long. He opened a jar of Vaseline, her eyes watching as he lubricated the cross.

“No, don’t!” she cried. She’d not imagined this! He moved between her spread legs, pulling her pussy lips apart again, wiping the dried wax from her vagina.

He pushed the bulbous head of the cross against her vagina and pushed, seeing her tiny hole begin to open to allow entry to the hard, unyielding cross. She groaned in pain as her pussy was forced open by the cross, her pussy slowly expanding open to grab onto the bulbous head at the end. Father John pushed harder, she bucked as the thick, hard, unyielding metal continued its push inside her. He felt it bump against the tiny layer of skin, her maidenhood.

“Don’t do this to me,” she begged, feeling her vagina stretched wider than it had ever been. Except for Father John, no one had ever touched inside her, not even herself.

“It will be over soon, my child,” Father John calmly told her as he readied the cross. “Your sacrifice to the Lord.” He pushed, ripping her hymen in one shove, the cross sinking into her no longer unused pussy at least four inches before he stopped. He didn’t want to fuck her, only take her virginity. He had plans for that later, when he would take her with his own cock.

It was worse than the wax, her hymen tearing, the hard cross slowly sliding into her virgin pussy. She cried at the loss of her virginity, Father John would no longer have an excuse to keep from spilling his demon seed by sticking his sword in her vagina.

Father John pulled the bloodied cross from her pussy. He washed her sex with a warm cloth, wiping the wax and blood from between her legs, then released her. Sally turned over onto her side, weeping from the degradation that she had suffered today. “Not yet, Sally, you still have to cum for the Lord.” He pulled her up to stand next to the chair he now sat down in. “Spread your legs for me, Sally,” he ordered her.

Sally stood there, naked, her legs again spread for him. She felt his hands move to her sex, one hand pulling her lip back, the other hand beginning to slide up and down her slit, his thick fingers running over her vagina, all the way back to her anus, then back up before rubbing over her hard, still burning clit. Her hips began to gently rock, hoping that he would not notice the pleasure that began to radiate from his masturbating fingers.

He moved a callused finger up to her vagina, letting it slowly enter her unused pussy, feeling how hot and tight she was, her pussy walls clamping on the finger as he began to slide in on the crème he was forcing her to produce. “Such a hot, tight vagina, Sally. The Lord has given you so many treasures.” He began to finger fuck her pussy, his other hand rubbing back and forth over her clit. “Yes, I can feel your juices beginning to flow, Sally. Let yourself go, climax for your Lord,” he ordered her as he continued the forced masturbation of teenage body.

Her feet were barely able to hold her up, his coarse fingers inside her keeping her raised up as he continued to fondle her open sex. She couldn’t help herself, it was the first time she had ever felt anything like this. And it felt good, even if it was Father John that was doing it, even through the hot remnants of the burn. Her hips moved back and forth, no longer trying to hide the pleasure, just wanting the feeling to continue. “Mmmm,” she moaned, hoping that he did not hear her.

He pushed two fingers inside her, her body rising up on her toes as her pussy clenched on the twin digits inside her. He kept up the masturbation of her clit, the tip of his finger rubbing back and forth over it, feeling it swell up to over twice its size. He would love to finger her tight asshole, but he did not want to lose the command he had over her body, wanting to see her humiliation as she was forced to cum on his fingers.

Sally could not believe the feelings that Father John was drawing from her body. One minute he was burning her sex with hot wax, the next drawing her virgin climax. She was so confused, her hips moving back and forth, her pussy clamping on the fat fingers inside her. How could he provide both pain and pleasure to her body? This feeling ran from her sex, sending a shudder through her and a quick release of wetness between her legs. She gripped the fingers inside her, tightening on them, almost stopping them from moving in and out. She felt his other fingers squeeze her clit tightly, another shudder running through her body. Something was happening! She could not believe the pleasure that ran through her body, from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. His fingers continued to masturbate her, she didn’t care any longer, he continually wrenched more shudders from her body. His fingers sliding easier now, her vagina soaked, some of it running down the inside of her thigh.

Father John held her tightly, his fingers still pushed inside her but not moving as she finally finished climaxing. He pulled his fingers out, her juices glistening on them. He put them in his mouth, tasting the fragrant juices of Sally, her orgasm leaving her pussy wet. “Did you enjoy yourself, Sally?”

Sally closed her eyes and put her head down, not wanting to see Father John’s reaction, nor to allow him to see hers. “Don’t make me do that again,” she lied.

Father John stood up, his hands on Sally’s shoulders and began to apply pressure on them. “On your knees, Sally. It is time to drain the demon seed from my sword. In your mouth,” he ordered her.

She did not have time to react, falling heavily to her knees, his sword only inches from her face. She wet her lips as his hands drew her head closer to his hard sword.

“Open wide Sally. It is now time to serve your Lord,” pushing his hard cock between her lips, feeling the wet lips running over the head as it slid inside her mouth, feeling her hot breath on the bulbous head. “Yes, that is good, Sally. Now use your tongue, get it wet.”

Sally sucked on his sword like he had taught her, hoping to get it over with quickly. He would dump his seed in her mouth and she would be forced to swallow it again. She felt his hands on her head, gripping tightly, bobbing it back and forth on his sword. She put her hands on his legs, hoping to stop him from pushing too far in her mouth, but his hands slapped hers away. She gagged as the thick head hit the back of her mouth, trying to gain entrance to her throat. She licked all along his sword, feeling the veins running up the length of it, knowing that soon they would carry his filthy, demon seed out of his sword to fill her mouth. He pushed in hard, her lips pressed against his stomach, the hard sword deep in her throat, the spasm of her muscles massaging his flesh.

“Yes, Sally, so good. Now receive my demon seed, suck it from my loins and swallow it!” He pumped his cock into her mouth, looking into her innocent eyes as her lips wrapped tightly around him, her tongue moving all over as he shot inside her hot mouth.

Sally strangled on his hot, salty seed. It was so thick, filling and running down the corner of her mouth. She swallowed hard, almost choking on his sword as it pushed in deeper, a second load of seed filling her mouth. The taste lingered on her tongue as he shot a final load into her mouth, gagging again, forced to swallow his seed, her stomach filled.

Father John let his limp cock sit in her mouth, feeling her tongue move around it. Her eyes pleaded for him to take it out, but he loved the sight of her with her lips wrapped around it, even if it was now soft. He stroked her face, “such a nice mouth you have, Sally. Tomorrow I have something new for you. I think you’ll like it. You are very good at serving your Lord with the lovely body he has given you. As the Lord’s vessel, I will help you learn to serve him. Now lick off the demon seed from my sword and then you may leave. Tomorrow at the same time.” He felt her tongue run all over his cock, the flesh already beginning to harden again. “Yes, you are good.”

To Be Continued…

All was quiet and things were winding down for the night. I was standing at the sink cleaning the last of the dishes. The window in front of the sink was open and the sounds and smells of summer were blowing into the kitchen with the summer breeze. I was lost in thought when I felt the warmth of hands at my hips. A smile spread across my face as I realized those were slowly making a move up my sides. They were continuing their slow sexy crawl when I felt the heat from breath on my neck. By now my smile was full as I felt the first brush of lips on my skin with goose bumps not far behind. I tilted my head and the kisses trailed, as hot as the weather outside.

“What do you think you’re doing?”, I asked innocently.

“Just working on dessert”, was the reply, in between nibbles.

Hot lips continued to work on the right side of my neck while a hand on my left side moved under my shirt and onto my belly. I was pinned against the sink so there was no where for me to go. The kisses were blazing a hot trail on my neck venturing to the left side when suddenly I felt another hand reach underneath to roam.

“You know, dessert sounds pretty good right now”, I said, turning around. I wanted to face those lips head on. I put my hands on his chest and realized it was wet. My hands had been still in the hot sudsy water. “Oops”, I said, trying to contain my giggle.

“Oops? That’s it? Oops?”, he asked. He leaned forward and bent me back over the sink in a hot kiss. I lost all thought as I felt his tongue probing my mouth. Before I knew it, wet hands were on my chest. Lost in the kiss I hadn’t notice him getting his hands wet for a little turn about. The wetness made me stand up straight in surprise. “Hey!”, was all I could get out. Water ran down the front of my tight fitting tee and I could feel my nipples hardening. I could tell by the look on his face he could see them plain as day because of the wetness. I leaned back against the sink and said playfully, “That wasn’t very nice! I did mine on accident!”.

“Ahh, but mine was too”, was the not so sincere reply.

“Oh really”, I said reaching behind me to put my hand in the water. I made a big movement forward, forcing water towards him. It hit him dead on. Water went everywhere, including on me. The look on his face was classic. I got him and I got him good. “OOPS!”, I shrieked as I moved around the kitchen island. I knew I had to get away from the sink, and fast. Sure enough he made chase and around the counter we went. I made my way back to the sink but I slipped on the wet floor and had to catch myself. This gave him enough time to catch up to me and once again I was wrapped up in his arms.

“Now, about that dessert”, he said. He leaned in for a kiss but went back to my neck. His body leaned into me and I knew that neck action wasn’t going to be near enough and the floor wasn’t the only thing getting wet. I didn’t think it was possible but I grabbed his waistband and pulled him closer. It was evident he was enjoying this as much as me. His pants were soaked by my splashing episode so I offered the only option possible.

“We need to get you out of these wet clothes. I’d hate for you to catch cold.”, I said teasingly. Before he could answer my hands were past the button and working on the zipper. I worked them down somewhat but his kiss was restricting me. He broke the kiss to let me take his jeans down the rest of the way, taking his boxers with them in one movement. I felt a tugging on the top of my shirt. I raised my arms up while he pulled my shirt off. Dessert was sounding better by the minute.

Finally free from his jeans and boxers I slowly made my move back up to enjoy his lips some more, kissing everything I could along the way. Well, that was the plan anyway. However, my eyes saw his hard on and knew that kiss would have to wait. I, on the other hand, could not. I took him in my hand and moved my hand foward. I enjoyed the soft feel of his velvety skin and the twitch my hand caused. He felt so good in my hand, but I knew he’d feel better in my mouth so I leaned forward. My tongue played with the head of his cock before I wrapped my mouth around the end. I love watching him react to what my mouth was doing. Tracing my tongue around the head, worshiping every piece of flesh I could find. Enveloping him completely and playing with his balls. It all made me a goddess. Seeing how my tongue makes him react is alone enough my me wet. I worked him slow at times, harder at others. Sometimes, my tongue would do the work, other times my mouth consumed him. Every once in a while they worked together. He leaned against the island as I worked him over. I teased him with my movements. When he expected slow he got hard and fast, only to change back to slow and calculated. I loved bringing him to the edge and then taking him back down. I didn’t want things to stop so quickly so I gave him a break and broke away. I looked up and saw the look of desire in his eyes. I rose up to meet him and before I knew it his hands were under my arms and I was on my way on top the island.

His hands went right for my jeans. I had to raise my ass off the island but he got them off quickly. Thank God for small favors. I wasn’t exactly patient at this point. I helped him out by removing my bra while he got rid of his shirt.

With nothing to get in our way he went to work. His mouth went right to my nipples while I sat on the island with my legs around him. Like he would go away? His hands were on my back and they moved around to roam my front as well. I leaned back on my hands and enjoyed the feel of his exploring mouth and hands. Then I felt the pressure of his hands, pushing me to lay back. I obliged with a gasp as the coolness of the countertop hit my naked back. It went away immediately once I felt his hot mouth exploring between my legs. His tongue went for my clit and I moved my legs apart more. No way was I going to hinder his explorations. His tongue swirled around my swollen clit and I thought I was going to cum immediately but it passed. Every movement of his mouth left a trail of heat. His hands moved all over my body as his tongue left no part of my wet crotch unattended. He seemed to know exactly when to lick and when to tease. A hand joined him to help out where his mouth could not be and I heard myself moan. “Oh yesssss baby, lick me like that”, I said encouraging him. He was all to happy to oblige and worked me harder. I was so hot I couldn’t decipher what was lips and what was hands. My pussy was dripping and it wanted more. He was driving me crazy and all I could do was fill the kitchen with moans, getting louder each time.

“You like this do ya”, he said, breaking my thoughts and moans. “Oh, God yes! I’m so hot right now!”, I answered. “This”, he said with a playful smirk, “Ain’t nutthin”, and he went back to work. I felt his finger go in deep and his mouth sucked on my clit. My moans were getting louder, my breath heavier. I’m not sure how but I managed to tell him to lick me good and he gave it his all.

I felt like the room was spinning. As good as his oral talents were, I knew I needed more. I wanted to cum with him inside me. “Fuck me!!”, I finally pleaded. As good as his mouth was, I wanted more. He hesitated, obviously enjoying my pussy, but I felt him pull me off the counter back towards him. Thankfully he held me as my legs were so weak from his oral talents I’m not sure I could have held myself up.

“You want me on the floor?”, I asked. He had the sexist playful smile on his face and he shook his head. His arms were once again on me and he turned me around so my back was to him. Once there his hands ran up and down my back, on my hips, to my ass. Then he move them to my front, teased my wet pussy and slowly roamed up to my chest. He took a nipple in each finger, gave them a playful tug, then he went in for the kill. I felt him enter me from behind and I bent forward onto the counter and rested my weight on the counter. His hand went back to one of my nipples while his hips began to work on me. He was slow at first and I knew what he was doing. I let him go because I knew he wanted more too but he was playing games. He wanted me to beg. That’s ok, I needed some time to regroup after his great eating so I let him take his time. Course that only lasted a minute or two and I was tired of waiting.

“Fuck me”, I pleaded. He answered with a hard thrust forward that made me gasp in surprise, but it was followed by slow movements. Once he even stopped. He was good at the teasing game and he knew it. He had all the power and he was using it to drive me insane.

“Cmon baby. Please!! I want you so bad! Give it to me!”. My begging started strong but weakened as my moans took over. My moaning must have did the trick because he bent towards my ear and whispered, “I’m going to give you what you want.”, and got down to business taking me with serious intentions. I could hear him slapping against my ass as he pumped hard into me. He slammed my body into the counter but it didn’t phase me. All I could feel was him nailing me hard from behind. His hand roamed to my dripping clit and teased it while he continued his ramming. All I could do was encourage him, and encourage him I did. “Oh god!!! Fuck me baby!” followed by more moans. It must have worked because he somehow managed to fuck me harder, although I didn’t think that was possible. Every now and then he would slow it down to tease me a bit, but he was mostly doing what he promised and I was loving every minute of it.

“Make me cum so hard it hurts”, I pleaded to him. He grabbed me by the hips and pulled myself onto his hard thrusts.

“You like that?”, he managed to ask through a low grunt.

“Oh yes! I’m going to cum baby! Cum with me” was all I could answer. I was hanging on by a thread now. My tits were bouncing with each slam he put into me. We were both sweaty and the smell of sex was everywhere.

“I can’t….hold out….any…..more”, I moaned between heavy breaths. He evidently felt the same way because he answered back with a hard slam of his body against mine. That was more than enough to send me over the edge. The wave hit me with force. My clit pulsed, my pussy muscles clamped down on him and he was off like a rocket. I couldn’t tell the difference between his moans and mine and what twitches were who’s orgasm but the kitchen was filled with them. He slowed his pace to ride out our cumming and things slowly got back to normal. He leaned forward against me, wrapped his arms around me and I once again felt his lips on my neck.

I slowly came back down and was smelling the smell of summer through the window when something else caught my senses. It was the sound of car and it was in the driveway and it wasn’t the neighbors driveway.

“Oops!”, I shrieked . “I forgot to tell you that your brother was coming by!”, I said scrambling for my clothes.

“You got to be kidding me!”, was the answer in between legs going into jeans and shirts going back on. Everything was in place as his brother walked in. If he sensed anything he didn’t let on. As if everyone looks flushed and sweaty just standing in the kitchen. I could tell by his voice that he was trying to fool his brother but he had to have known what he walked in on.

Something caught my eye on the floor and he saw it too. It was a thong and it was mine. In my haste I didn’t get it back on. He gave me a look that said, “We’re ok. It’s not in plain sight.”, but I owed him one for the water fight so I licked my lips and went in for the kill.

“Well, I’m finished up here so I’m gonna take a shower and let you two boys talk. Hey babe, you wanna hand me my undies?”, I asked, pointing to the little piece of black fabric laying on the floor. I never saw so many shades of red before as he picked them up. His look changed to devlish as he stretched the thong between his fingers and shot it across the room at me, while his brother looked on in disbelief held together with an obvious smile of envy.

“Thank you baby”, I said sweetly.

“Oh yeah, thanks for the undies too”, I said as I left the room.

I’m not sure how the conversation went after that. But I knew I loved dessert.