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I awoke yet again to some sort of debauchery, in this case, Erin sitting on my face while someone else sucked my cock. I didn’t feel any pressure in my bladder, which I typically did whenever I first woke up, but the reason for that was likely to remain a mystery to me for the present. What I felt instead was that churning in my balls as my dick threatened to spit out my load into some lucky person’s open mouth. I was so close, and the eager fellatrix kept at it, even as I began eating Erin out in earnest.
Being fond of lady ass myself, I focused on Erin’s backdoor after a little exploration of her pussy and taint. She creamed herself repeatedly as I rimmed her, no doubt well aware of my appetite for her bottom. Her pale buttocks and hips moved with growing passion as I licked her tush, while she moaned and cried out in absolute bliss. She knew what she wanted and so did I. It just happened to be the same thing: my tongue in her booty, tasting it to the best of my ability, savoring the flavor of her butt.
As Erin collapsed from her release, she lay next to me and started stroking my balls, which caused me to cum down the throat of my other companion. The tongue licking the head of my cock didn’t hurt that cause, either. I looked down and there was Lisa, winking at me before she arose to kiss Erin on the mouth and share that snowball with her. Then they both sampled Erin’s butt sweat off my lips and tongue from the rimjob that I just gave my fair cousin.
“I see that someone is following his mouth-mistress’s instructions very well,” Michelle announced herself as Missy and she brought in a plate full of hearty food.
“We came to bring you breakfast in bed, but it appears that you went for dessert first,” Missy added her own comment about the threesome that they obviously watched at least in part.
“As did I,” Lisa spoke up, backing up her remark by showing what was left of the snowball that I gave her with my spent spunk.
“Share the load, sis,” Michelle asked her as Missy actually laid the platter on my lap.
“With pleasure,” Lisa told her, French-kissing her own sister with glee.
“Yummy! Here, taste it, Missy!” Michelle passed on the snowball to her lover with a steamy kiss of her own.
“Scrumptious!” Missy agreed, winking at Erin and me.
“Whose ass did I taste on your lips, by the way?” Michelle asked Lisa.
“Yeah, I tasted it, too!” Missy concurred.
“Erin’s. I rimmed her just before the three of us made out,” I informed the newcomers to the scene.
“Remind me to rim her myself some time!” Michelle made a licking gesture, as did Missy afterward.
“Oh, I don’t doubt that you will!” Erin teased her, “face it, my ass is to die for, it’s that delicious!”
“I quite agree!” Lisa supported her on that point.
“As do I,” Missy excused herself, followed by Michelle soon afterward.
“And I do, too, yummy girl!” I told Erin, tickling her a bit while Lisa pushed her tits into my cousin’s face.
“I have a treat of my own for you to enjoy, anytime you please, sweet cheeks! They’re Dan’s first, of course, but after him, yours. I want you to know that I consider you every bit as much a part of our future marriage as Dan and me. I’m sure that he would agree with that,” Lisa turned to me as if to plead for me to second her motion, or was that notion?
“Of course! As I said before, Erin and I are now inseparable. She goes nowhere alone anywhere. Wherever I go, she gets to tag along, regardless of where that is, who else is with us, etc. Erin is now as close to me as my shadow. I refuse to even go to the bathroom without her. People are just gonna have to deal with it,” I smiled at Lisa before kissing both of them fiercely on the mouth.
“You really mean it, don’t you? I get to be your shadow! I get to follow you everywhere? Sweet!” Erin responded with several kisses to my face and chest.
“I guess that means no keeping Daddy out of the delivery room, eh?” Lisa teased us both.
“You’ll just both have to give birth at the same time, just to be sure,” I returned the needling and to spare.
“That can be arranged, especially if the nurses and doctors are all desperate to get some of that dick or this ass!” Erin giggled.
“Or these tits!” Lisa snickered as the three of us ate our breakfast together in bed.
“Very true!” I told her before scarfing down my morning meal, as we still had to shower and dress up for the last ever Sunday morning service at Hebron Baptist Church.
While far from a Christian, that was the very reason for me to appear there, wasn’t it? It was high time to shut down that “old-time religion” for good in these parts. I was to be its liquidator, and I planned to quite literally catch its practitioners with their pants (and panties) down (and skirts up). Just to be safe, though, I made sure that I recalled the location that the spirit said that it would put the sacred daggers. One could never be too careful, could one, especially not when dealing with a sect this fanatical and brainwashed.
“Shower time, I think,” I told my fiancee and cousin as we hit the hot jets to wash off after such wonderful food and sex.
“The flapjacks really hit the spot, didn’t they?” Lisa noted.
“Yes, they did. Who cooked them?” I asked her.
“I did!” Deanna spoke through the shower curtain before pulling it back.
“And I did, too!” Summer laughed as she put her arms around her lover’s waist.
“You two are a really such a cute couple, you know,” I praised both of them.
“As you three are such a great ... menage a trois, I think?” Deanna told me with a kiss for each of us that Summer emulated.
“The sooner you guys get cleaned and ready, the sooner we can storm the barricades and bring the house down. I can’t wait to see you hump the holy smokes out of some of the fine ladies of the congregation, married and single alike,” Summer added her own two cents.
“I can’t wait to see their baby bumps months later when they’re waddling around town with your spawn in their bellies,” Deanna agreed with her partner.
“Nor me with you two!” Erin told her sister, following up that taunt with a very long loving kiss to her lips.
The three of us finished soaping up and rinsing off, even as Deanna and Summer insisted upon drying us with bath towels right afterward. We were groped and fondled the entire time, but we gave back as good as we got, of course. All talk of couples and triads aside, the whole tribe was intimate with each other as much as possible in our new way of life. One thing that I noticed as we brushed our teeth and dressed up was that everyone in the group went commando now. Not a soul among us chose to wear underwear at all. It would just be in the way, wouldn’t it, of yet more steamy, kinky fun when we wanted it.
We all chatted like crazy en route to church, too. The radio also played ... and it wasn’t Christian music at all, not even so-called “gospel rock,” which was in its heyday back then. As much as I hated the lyrics, some of the acts weren’t stylistically that bad, but I wasn’t in the mood to listen to praise to a false god like the Nazarene. I spent much of the time joking, teasing, flirting, and feeling the girls up ... even some of the guys, in fact. It helped to know that none of them would object, nor did they. There were no issues of “sexual harassment” within my growing new family.
Once there, I opened the doors for the ladies and was naturally greeted as if I were an alien from outer space, so shocked were most folks to see me at a Sunday School especially. Yes, we made it to the first hour, which was handy, as parishioners were divided by age groups in Sunday School. There was an “adults only” group, after all. Yes, that was very helpful to my cause.
Strictly speaking, myself and much of my crew belonged in the “youth” class, in purely demographic terms. Yes, well, there was enough time to deal with the youth pastor, Mike Johansson, and his pretty wife Robin. I was in the mood to punch above my ostensible weight class first, and then work my way down. I proved this by slipping into the last pew next to Emma Sanchez, the only Latina in the congregation, hell, in the town! She was about twenty-two and fresh out of college, engaged to some schmuck who foolishly chose to spend his summer vacation away in some “mission field” instead of with her.
His loss, my gain, I thought as I lifted my hand up underneath her dress while she prayed the opening prayer with the rest of the class. Erin crawled into the gap between her cotton dress and her very damp undergarments. Emma instantly froze for a moment, reaching under her own clothes as well to try and forcibly eject me, but that was when Erin yanked down her panties and I pressed my thumb directly into her sleek bottom. Almost instantly, she pulled her hand back and let Erin collect her underwear from beneath her Sunday best. I then sank my fingers into her twat, even as Erin spread her thighs further apart to assist me.
“Oh ... dios Mio!” Emma cursed in hushed arousal.
“Now, Emma, Erin’s gonna taste you ... and you’re gonna sit back and enjoy the ride,” I instructed the Cuban cutie.
Emma bit her lower lip and quietly cooperated with Erin’s mouth as it explored her soaking wet gash. She tried to be as discreet as she could, but she saw me lick my fingers clean from her peripheral vision and that just made her sigh with her further excitement. It was harder by the second to be subtle, even as the congregation sang the opening hymns, while Emma tried to sing along in vain.
Poor Emma sounded breathless, and that raised concern from the lady in the pew right in front of her, a widow twice her age named Jackie Kumar. Jackie was a Mar Thoma Catholic turned evangelical Baptist, hardly that much of a leap when one thought about it. Jackie faced Emma, noticed her stimulated, exulted state, and frankly thought that she was “anointed by the Holy Ghost,” or something like that. This was a very peculiar notion outside of the whole Pentecostal/charismatic crowd, which this distinctly was not. Then again, maybe Jackie had been around Catholic Pentecostals at some point (yes, such things existed!), which was not far fetched under the circumstances.
“Praise God, you’re clearly touched by His hand! Exult in His Power! Rejoice in the Lord, always!” Jackie smiled and then turned back to her hymnal to sing more flattery to a non-existent Lord and Savior.
I laughed that the matron never noticed me or Erin, even as I now moved my hand to Emma’s ample bottom to engage in some ass play. It was too much, of course, and Emma howled in Spanish, cumming all over Erin’s face and splattering it with her pussy juice. Jackie wasn’t the only one turning around, and that was when the others noticed my proximity. The game was up, but instead of stopping, I just reached with my other hand and slipped it up Jackie’s skirt to claim her as well.
While the rest of the class watched in abject horror, I fondled both Jackie and Emma at once. In the meantime, Aunt Molly and Uncle Curtis took their signal to grab the daggers to protect us, just in case. Lisa, for her part, ripped open her blouse and pulled her own father’s face to her bust, while Michelle and Missy grabbed the pastor’s wife to make out with her rather brazenly. Deanna and Summer seized the Sunday School superintendent, Tom Arliss, who was also the teacher for the main adult class, and unzipped his pants to begin sucking him in public.
Angel and Christina attacked next, followed by Jamie, Shannon, Bryan, Shawn, Mary, and Jennifer. They each took hold of someone and separated that person from his or her pants or skirt long enough to sample said target’s genitals or booty for their own pleasure. It was an oral juggernaut, and sure enough, Aunt Molly and Uncle Curtis joined in the effort, too. The local parishioners were so shaken and stunned by this activity that they were paralyzed with shock.
Thus no one was able to stop me from raising Jackie’s dress long enough to enter her from behind while still fingering Emma’s culo. I slammed into Jackie’s slippery cunt to ram her but good, letting my free hand stick its digits into her butthole as well. Erin, for her part, wouldn’t let go of her death grip on Emma, lapping up every drop of her juices as she munched on her dripping wet slit. All resistance was broken, at least for the present, even as the ones who didn’t participate stood frozen in their absolute disbelief.
I ravaged Jackie for several more minutes, relishing the sight of her exposed bottom as I finger-fucked it and screwed her wet and ready twat. She clearly missed sex, and now that she had my red scorpion mark on her bum, she wasn’t going to ever skip it again. I was glad to be free of my male refractory period, as I withdrew from Jackie long enough to enter Emma from the back and fuck her several strokes. Erin, for her part, began eating Jackie’s sweet snatch for a good number of strokes in a very helpful swap.
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