Cock worship

You cram yourself into Katie’s mouth. You’d had been expecting a loose, worn out, fuck hole, but to your surprise Katie’s mouth is quite soft and tight. Even more surprisingly, Katie is sucking you. Your hands drop to your sides as she caresses the shaft gently.

“Don’t worry David, I already know what this is,” she says with a grin on her face.

“Do you?” You say in a confused voice.

“My ex-boyfriend Carlisle taught me all about ‘St Adam’s Prayer’ don’t you worry.” She closes her eyes and rubs her face on your groin, overcome by a sort of ‘holy lust.’

“And uhm, how did he show you how to do um, St Adam’s Prayer?” You ask, attempting to probe deeper without being conspicuous.

“First, you cross your chest and say grace,” she says, performing the symbol of the cross with one hand and gently pumping your dick with the other. “Bless us o Lord and these thy gifts which we are about to receive from thy bounty through Christ our Lord, Amen.” She beams up at you with her naive blue eyes.

“Ok, what’s next?” You inquire.

“Well, this next part is gonna be more difficult. I’m supposed to put your whole ‘thingy’ in my mouth and look up at you. But you’re a LOT bigger than my ex boyfriend. I could fit his whole thing in my mouth, yours makes me gag from just the head.” She opens her mouth and wraps her lips around your cock.

It soon becomes clear that her micro dick ex boyfriend hadn’t prepared her for this at all, she doesn’t get much further than your tip before coughing up a bubble of spit. She wipes her face off with her hand and kneads the mess into your shaft.

“I don’t-I don’t think I did that right,” she pants. A bubble of snot hangs from her left nostril, knocked loose by her gagging on your oversized dick. She brushes it away with her finger and tries to deepthroat you again.

“Here, lemme show you how it’s done,” you say, roughly grabbing the back of her head like it’s an object. Her brow furrows, but she doesn’t protest. You bounce your tip off of her lips, she apprehensively opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue. In one fell swoop, you enter her mouth and push.

You don’t make it very far, Katie’s stomach lurches somewhere around her back molars. She tries to pull back, but you don’t let her. She loses her composure when her stomach lurches again, flapping her hands pathetically as slop erupts from her throat, coating your dick and balls in clear, sloppy fluid.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!” She exclaims, wiping her mess off of your dick and onto the floor. Twin strands of snot hang from her nostrils, she looks up at you with tears in her eyes.

“No no, Katie it’s not your fault,” You say sweetly.

“SNIFF It’s not?” She whines.

“That was God, purging demons from your body.”

She bursts into tears and rubs her face against your groin. “I don’t want demons in my body David…” she sniffles. You caress her hair gently, directing her eyes up at you.

“We’re gonna get them out, Katie, don’t worry about a thing. Now let’s get you out of these clothes, they’re covered in demonic juices.” Katie nods tearfully and raises her arms. Her white button down lifts up to her belly button as you peel back her conservative, grey sweater. Dripping with throat juices, it makes a tiny splat as you toss it to the side.

You can see Katie’s black bra through the wet spots of her shirt, her firm double Ds glisten under the light. She rapidly undoes the buttons, starting from the collar, biting her lip while she stares up at you. You moan involuntarily as she unclasps her bra, her breasts are so firm they practically don’t move at all. She strokes your thigh and bites her lip, looking up at you submissively.

“Are you ready to go again?” You ask sweetly. Katie nods her head yes, stretching her mouth to accommodate your massive schlong. You grab her head and walk backwards, she falls forwards onto her hands and knees. Her skirt rides up her dump truck ass, she squeaks as you give both cheeks a firm smack.

“Begone Demons!” You say with a hidden smirk. With her mouth stuffed full of cock, you raise her head up to make eye contact with you, a single tear runs down her cheek. She shakes her head back and forth, trying to finagle you past her throat barrier. You apply a bit of pressure to her head, but her throat still doesn’t give. Katie clasps her hands together and closes her eyes, you can feel her whispering through your cock.

“What’s that you’re saying?” You ask with your dick still in her mouth.

“Guhr prayhingh,” she gargles, spitting you out of her mouth for a moments. “I’m praying for my throat to open for you.” And to be honest, it works. Your tip slowly sneaks into her tight, wet throat, she practically unhinges her jaw to get you in. Slowly but surely you bury yourself in her, only stopping when her bottom lip reaches your nutsack. You revel in her gooey, sticky throat, flexing your kegel muscles to make your dick throb. She spits you out, along with a mouthful of puke.

“Wow… I didn’t realize I had this many demons in me, David!” She exclaims. You sigh, as funny as this is, her annoying religious outbursts are making you weary, you shut her up via cock in the mouth without responding.

Katie’s throat has all the makings of a virgin throat, confirming your belief that her dweeb ex boyfriend had a micro dick. Soft, tight, slimey, her throat hugs your skin like a wet towel, sliding and slurping at your dick as you pump away at her face. She lets out a particularly rough gag, leaning forward to blow chunks at your feet. She smiles up at you to say something stupid, but you cut her off before she gets a chance to speak.

“Shut up! Shut the fuck up!” You roar, cracking her in the face twice with the palm of your hand. You dig your fingers into her hair and drag her over to you, she smiles and opens wide for your cock. You fuck her face a couple times before pushing her backwards, she lands on her hands and butt.

You step behind her, immediately plunging yourself in her pillowy, virgin throat. She chokes underneath of you, turning her head to spit you out, but you grab her hair from underneath, immobilizing her with your thick, veiny member lodged in her throat. You snap the clasp on her bra, her beautiful, heavy milkers drop down on her sternum. You grab big meaty handfuls of them, kneading them like play-doh while you continue to rearrange the contents of her esophagus.

Katie taps her feet on the floor, trying to signal to you that she needs air. You roll your eyes, you know for a fact she’s about to say something stupid. You pull out to let her breathe, she coughs out a mouthful of spit.

“Cough-Cough, hockkkkkhhh-PTOOH.” Katie pants, spitting more nasty juices onto her face. She hangs her head backwards while she catches her breath. “I feel like this is making both of us closer to God!” She exclaims with a smile. You let out a loud, exasperated sigh.

“Do you, CRACK! ever, CRACK! shut, CRACK! the fuck, CRACK! UP?! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!” You roar, slapping her soft, pale cheeks red. No longer smiling, she looks up at you with tears in her eyes.

“B-but, I thought, SNIFF, I thought you wanted to be closer with G-God?” She whines, her cheeks bright red from your slaps. You crack her across the face again, sending her sprawling.

“I only told you that so you’d let me use your holes!” You roar, picking her up by her hair. Wincing, she clutches your hands as you drag her up to her knees, you smack her across the face again and start fucking her throat roughly.

“GRRSSHKKK—GAWKGUHGAWKGUHGAWKGAWKKKKSHHH,” she slobbers pitifully.

“THATS THE ONLY FUCKING SOUND I WANNA HEAR FROM YOU FROM NOW ON,” you bellow. Katie looks up at you tearfully, not understanding how the sweet man she just met turned into a such a violent misogynist. She pleads with her eyes, begging you to turn back into the curious young man that wanted to get closer to God. You pull out to let her breathe, clamping your hand over her mouth.

“Not a fucking word, you got that?” You growl, letting go of her face. Katie’s brain breaks, she has a million questions to ask you, but she can’t out of fear of being smacked again. You watch this slowly unfold, first she sniffles, then her mouth breaks into a devastated frown. She tries to remain silent, but her anguish takes over, she collapses into full body sobs, her lovely tits bouncing off her chest as it heaves. She buries her head in her hands and lets out a wail.

“WHHYYYYYY?! WHYYYYYY GOD WHYYYYY?!” She shrieks at the top of her lungs. You stretch your jaw and rub your temples, this retarded whore can’t even follow simple instructions!

“You wanna cry, whore?! I’ll give you something to cry about, get the FUCK OVER HERE!” You scream, picking her up by her arm pits and tossing her prone on the bed. Her skirt is hiked up to her waist, all that’s left covering her big fat ass is a set of decidedly unsexy granny panties. You grab them at the waistline and split them down the middle.

“NO NO NO NO WAIT WAIT WAIT,” she pleads, crawling forward on the bed. “I’m saving myself for marriage!” You grab her matted hair and drag her back to the end of the bed.

“It’s ok, you’ll still be a virgin,” you say, lubricating her sphincter with the tip of your drenched cock. “Poop hole loophole, remember?” This apparently does not soothe Katie at all.

“EEEIIIIIIHHHHHHAAAAAHHHHHH!!!” She squeals, as you practically split her asshole in half inserting yourself. Her soft and jiggly ass cheeks flatten against your thighs as you fill her ass with the full length of your cock.

“Fuck, you’re tight, you’ve seriously never done anal before?!” You exclaim, gently moving your cock in and out of her hole. Katie wails in response, too encumbered by your dick in her ass to form full words. Katie seems to be a rare breed of church girl, her only experience with any kind of sex seems to have come at the hands of male manipulation. You start pounding her buttcheeks, her asspussy gripping your cock like a wet sock. Her screaming picks up, the harder you fuck her ass the louder she screams. Your balls bounce off her pussy, which you notice is starting to leak a bit of fluid.

As you demolish this poor church girl’s ass, you notice your cock is starting to dry out. Her asshole is gripping you tighter and tighter, until it clings to your cock like shrink wrap. You slowly and gently pull out of her asshole, taking great care not to rip it like the gentleman you are. Katie exhales, believing the worst of it to be over.

She cries out in horror when she feels you probing at the entrance to her vagina. “NOOOOO! PLEAAASEEE!” She wails, too traumatized to fight back. She weakly sticks her hand on your pelvis, you slap it out of the way.

Pleasure fills your body as you engulf your dick in her tight, virgin pussy, stretching it to proportions it will probably never be stretched to again. You grab her waist and pull her ass up against you, thrusting as hard as humanly possible with your hips. A gush of wetness envelopes your cock, you slide it back and forth slowly.

Katie, unfortunately already deflowered, suddenly remembers why she came over here. Angie. She screams for her at the top of her lungs.

“She’s not gonna come Katie,” you chuckle as you start pounding her buttcheeks. You watch her ass swing back and forth, her cheeks ripple when you make contact, wet plapping sounds fill the room. “She actually asked me to do this.”

“You’re a liar,” she mumbles in a daze. “You’re a liar and a SINNER!” You grab her by the throat, **** her and lifting her up so you can whisper in her ear.

“Your friend, Angie came to my room and begged me to do this. She hates you Katie.”

“LIAR! ANGIEEEEE!!!” She wails. You change your grip around her throat, putting her in a head lock with one arm and groping her soft tit with the other.

“I think you’re the liar,” you whisper. “You love this, don’t you, you fucking slut, look how wet you are.” You reach down and flick her clitoris, she moans and arches her back, involuntarily.

“S-stop…” she moans. “This isn’t-uhhhhh-This isn’t natural!”

“Pleasure is unnatural?” You goad. “You Catholic girls are fucked up man.”

“I’m… Pentecostal…” She moans. Her eyes roll back in her head, she reaches behind and grabs whatever parts of you she can reach.

Her hips begin to shake, she throws her ass back involuntarily as she climaxes on your dick. Her buttcheeks jiggle against your abdomen, you put one hand around her waist to hold her down. The muscles in her vagina contract wildly, compressing your dick in quick, repetitive squeezes. You pump her pussy in rhythm with her orgasm, stopping when she collapses in your arms.

You lay her down on her back, she whimpers uncontrollably but shows no other signs of intelligent thought. Grabbing a titty with one hand, you start jerking off above her.

You start to roar as your balls fill up with cum, shooting ropes of splooge all over Katie’s face. Your cumshots are unnaturally thick and white, you cover practically her entire face without slowing down. You turn your cock to her tits, painting them an identical shade of white to her face. Ropes fly all over her body, down her stomach, on her skirt, in her hair, until she’s almost unrecognizable. You put your dick in her throat to fuck out the last 4-5 cumshots, standing up when you pull out.

“GET OUT GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW YOU FUCKING SLUT,” you roar, smacking her in the face hard. Stammering, Katie gets up to her feet, she doesn’t know what she did wrong.

“I-I-I don’t-what-CRACK!” You crack her in the face again as she stutters in front of you, sending cum flying.

“I SAID GET OUT!” You scream, shoving the still naked church girl to the door.

“But-but-I need my things! My clothes! My purse!” She whines, throwing her hands up defensively.

“FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING WHORE.” You steer her down the stairs and open the front door, kicking her out quite literally with your foot and locking the door. She bangs on it desperately for a couple minutes, turning around and leaving when she realized you’re not gonna open back up. You watch her sulk through the peep hole, covered head to toe in semen. You walk back up to your room, Angie gives you a funny look when she sees you.

“Everything ok? I heard a lot of shouting,” she asks nonchalantly.

“Yeah, don’t worry about it,” you say nonchalantly. “How far away does Katie live by the way?”

“Her parent’s house isn’t too far from here, probably a 20 minute walk, why?”

“I kicked her out, didn’t let her get dressed or wipe the cum off her body either.”

“Oh lord,” Angie sighs. “A pure, church girl doing a butt naked cum walk? The whole towns gonna know about this by tomorrow.”

“I hope so, maybe I’ll get lucky and someone’ll get it on camera.”

“I guess it’s gonna be pretty hard for her to believe in God after this,” Angie remarks.

“You would think but who knows. Maybe this is all part of God’s plan,” you say with a smirk.