Early Morning Cock Worship [pt. II]

written in collaboration with Namichwan

“Good morning, oh great and powerful Idol of the Axis.” I said with a grandly silly voice and a smirk, giving him a faux curtsey while he rolled his eyes with a small chuckle. “I am here to adorn you with the gift of a fresh breakfast bagel.” Deciding not to throw (and probably miss) throwing him his food, I handed him the bag instead as I knelt upon the bench of the picnic table. From his place on top of the table he looked happily at the meal and began unwrapping it quickly. “And, an apology.”

He paused mid first bite. “What did you do to the bagel?” Kazuma asked through his mouthful as he sat up, having to lean back because of the banner that was now right before his face, creating the barest of separation from the absurd congregation for us.

“Nothing to do with the food, don’t worry!” I reassured, letting him swallow in relief. “No, I must simply admit to a transgression on my morning errand…” I dove to the floor, the weight of my sins becoming too much for my body to keep up. "I'm sorry, Kazuma! I must beg for your forgiveness! If you want, please punish this unworthy dirty nast slut for her-"

"Wha-! Wait, Darkness! Why don't you just tell me what you're talking about first."

I swallowed my feelings and looked up at him.
"I… I kissed Cloud!"

A beat. He blinks.

“What, on the ass or something?”

I balked at his question. “NO! J-just on the lips!”
Kazuma seemed to give me a long stare this time, probably judging me horribly for how much I messed up our budding rela- "…so? He's in the harem.”

“Yeah… but…”

“Do you not remember me having to pry you off of Xara’s lips last night so I could get some cum in them?” Kazuma was nearly laughing at this point, thinking I was so ridiculous. “Or how many girls I’VE kissed? We’re literally standing in front of a religious masturbation cult dedicated to ME! You think I haven’t fooled around with them?! I mean Jesus Christ, what a small fucking problem!”

I pouted a little. “Yes, but you’re so perfect that of course you should kiss who you want!” My body turned slightly more, “I’m me. I should be happy you kiss me at all, not be frivolously making out with Cloud of all people.”

His arms wrapped around my body, pulling me in front of the table, the banner between us, dick nestled in my ass cleavage and hands cupping my stomach. "Darkness, it doesn't bother me at all. Like, even if you had done something wrong by kissing him, I really don’t mind. Despite all those muscles, he's actually pretty girly with that face and that weird unpervert attitude of his. Not jealous at all, baby.”

I nodded, then looked away slightly. “I see.”

He gave me an eyebrow as I looked back at him over my shoulder.

“Did you kiss Cloud because you wanted me to punish you?”

My butt wiggled at him suggestively. “Noooo…?”
SLAP!

He grunted, keeping his hand gripping my ass meat tightly after slapping it. “No what?”

I couldn’t help but smile at him. “No Master Kazuma sir. Please don’t punish me and my big ass! It’s so weak to your big manly hands!” I taunted, rubbing my butt further into his declothed groin and feeling the life return to an idol.

“Begging will get you nowhere.” He smirked back at me and landed another mighty crack against my jiggly rear, knowing exactly how to rile me up. “You’re a naughty maid that’s been kissing other members of my staff, haven’t you?!”

I purred back at his attack before suddenly realizing, “Oh, by the way we have a new maid for the man-AIP!”

“You will speak when spoken to!” He bellowed with another slap, but then also breaking character momentarily to say, “But that is pretty great news, well done Darkness.”

The wave of pleasure brought on by the compliment almost made me feel better than the slaps. But that didn’t make sense so I elected to ignore those feelings and instead just rub myself up and down him a little more before we changed positions. I’ll always be impressed at how high his dick seems to reach when I lean it against a part of my body. The weighty mass to it just sent tingles throughout my system. I think I’d be content being the bun to his hotdog for all time…

But for now I’d be happy tickling my throat with him.

With my best sexy wiggle I shimmied down his body until I was kneeling on the ground. The sound of shocked gasps and happy squeals cried out when I had unknowingly unveiled to the crowd the thing they’d been wishing for: Kazuma’s erection.

“AAHHH!!!” “THERE IT IS!!!”

“There we go everyone!” Aqua cheered loudly, guiding attention to her sitting on Cloud. “Kazuma’s at full power! Woo~!”

I sat up and perched myself up on the balls of my feet, taking on a lewd rear-accentuating, thigh-parallel squat towards the embarrassing crowd as I feasted my eyes on Kazuma’s immense erection, his soft phallus having swollen to nearly three or four times its previous size.
Kazuma had such a deliciously self-satisfied smirk on his handsome face as he leaned back on the table, one hand casually wrapped around his titanic girth, but only just barely! The entire thing stood like a massive monument (a monument to my lust!), bulging bootstring thick veins pulsating and throbbing with the sheer labor of keeping this glossy fat slab of cock-meat erect. Even Kazuma’s glans seemed as if it was sculpted by a master artisan, the perfect tool for plunging into the tight folds currently gushing with arousal between my-their thighs.

With a sigh, he finally opened his beautiful eyes and met mine, his smile growing wider when he noticed my lustful gaze. His eyes seemed to be twinkling with a mixture of confidence, amusement, and love, making me blush furiously. It was amazing how his deep and dark green orbs could look so playful yet still have a hint of lust in them, like it had all along.

“You certainly have an effect on me, you lewd idiot.” He laughed lightly down past his pole. “All these hot girls masturbating to me, yet you’re the one who makes me hard.”

Before I could unpack or even digest that, Aqua cheered out again.

She pumped her fist in happiness at the sight to excite the crowd. “Now, the amazing thing is that the cum that we all love is in those biiiiiiig testicles he has! Let me introduce you to them!” She cheered out while Cloud tried to keep her balanced on his shoulders. “The left ball, or as I dubbed it: Inari Ōkami! A name based on the Japanese god of fertility! And ball 2! Also known as: Paul! Paul the Right Ball! Haha!”

“Would you quit trying to name my testicles?!” Kazuma growled at the showman.

Aqua just pushed past his objections, “My super sexy assistant Darkness will now show you all how it works by giving a deep sensual suck to Inari Ōkami!”

That changed Kazuma’s tune a bit, looking down to see if I would follow the Goddess’ instructions.

We both knew, I could never resist that girl’s orders.

So I grinned at him coyly before taking Inari Ōkami gently into my hands, pulling the big testicle away from its brother within Kazuma's thick sac, I pressed my lips delicately against it. Heat radiated from it as I kissed it before I left off all pretense of demure affection and I pushed the ball with both hands into my face wasting no time in drawing a concentrated snort of cock-musk.

"Don't forget about Paul!" Cried Aqua to me even as she continued as a conversational aside to Cloud, "He's got a complex just cause he's just a teeny bit less plump than Inari, can you believe that? Pssst! Don't tell Inari but he's actually my favorite because when I squeeze him just right, he'll send all these sweet early sips up the pipe for me! Anyway, I tell him he's crazy 'cause he's still way bigger than any other ones out there. Your two little guys even look up to him!"

“Yea, sure they do.” Cloud commented dryly.

More than a bit embarrassed and filled with panty-moistening shame as I revealed my true nature to all these perfect strangers, I kept my heated face buried in Kazuma's scrotum as I moved over to Paul. I could feel the base of Kazuma’s cock-slab atop my head, my blond pony-tailed head basically the fulcrum for his huge penis to rest upon as it extended out towards its supplicants. I was currently a far cry from the prim and proper paladin I'd presented myself as merely moments before. As I mushed my nostrils into the peak of the bisecting crease of Kazuma's ball-sack, it was perfectly clear that I was a sow hopelessly addicted to my master's genitals. When I reached Paul the Right Ball, I didn't kiss it so much as messily worship it with my tongue.

“Fu fu fuuu~ That’s really great, Darkness…” Kazuma purred above me, making my efforts feel earned. Effort that I really needed to put in as my tongue struggled to lift the heavy testicle, “Paul’s enjoying your techniques as well.”

I knew I needed to make Kazuma cum quickly if I wanted to do anything today other than enjoy a huge messy outdoor orgy, so I mumbled into his balls, "Normally, Kazuma always cums extra long and hard right when I do this!"

Smashing my face hard into his nut-sack, tongue slathering wildly, I reached around his hips with both arms and took full fingered grips upon his firm butt-cheeks.

Kazuma started to tremble.

I pulled back, not wanting to miss a single moment of his release.

Kazuma led out a loud primal grunt as his glans swelled and his whole cock seemed to shiver for one second before he let loose an incredible ejaculation.

Kazuma absolutely pissed cum. It came out in a single long stream, thick and splattering across the ground before him as well as the crowd of cultists. His first shot trailed off and fat drops trickled from his winking cockhead for a moment before his cock bucked and blasted another huge load of spunk farther afield. His semen rained down on them, thick goopy white seed collecting everywhere. On their faces, in their hair, soiling their robes, it went everywhere.

The cultists reacted with an obnoxious religious fervor. Some cried excited tears of joy. Others cheered, applauded, calling out, "Yes! Yes!" A fair number were throwing up peace signs besides their faces, twisting their features into absurd caricatures of pleasure as homages to their goddess’ original defeat. A number of ladies were pressed together, their tongues licked and tasted and slurped upon each other with gusto, consuming every spilled sperm while giggling gleefully among themselves.

This was arousing entertainment for the men and those males who were still jerking off quickly smeared their favorite hands with Kazuma's seed. The natural lube did its job, a gift from their goddess, it increased their pleasure tenfold and had the happy coincidence of drawing the attention of the tongue crew. Like bees drawn to a flower, the mouths of their female acquaintances, neighbors, and, in no doubt some cases, family members were soon attached to those sticky penises, licking and sucking vigorously, savoring the sweet taste of the creme and then the salty flavor of Kazuma's seed.

It really was wild…

And still he kept going…

Because Kazuma had really big nuts, he looked like he should be able to produce a lot of cum. But, honestly, even a man as testicularly endowed as he shouldn't have been able to release this much.

No, this incredible bounty of Kazu-cum was the result of some of my whim of the moment normalities making it so those big bull balls of his were imminently capable of baking a whole fresh batch in literally the time it took to snap your fingers.

Long gooey streams of thick nut-milk continued to blast forth, rising for several meters only arcing downwards in the midst of the crowd of worshipers, Kazuma's enormous balls somehow finding the power within them to spurt out tenfold their own mass every minute. Sitting at his feet right beside the spasming organ, plenty of seedy male goop splattered upon me. But it wasn't enough! These poor citizens were being absolutely covered in manly filth whereas I, a truly unworthy and lowly woman was receiving a mere sprinkling!

Taking hold of the mighty manhood, I did my duty to protect these poor souls, throwing my head back and swooning as I redirected it right to my breast. Hot creamy Kazu-milk blasted across my armor and I hastily jerked Kazuma up so that the thick stream impacted with my unprotected throat. Sperm flowed down my skin, dripping down into my cleavage, drenching my chest and staining the fabric of my dress.

When I received a shot to my face, nearly instantly caking my cheeks, nose, lips, and chin with male essence, I couldn't help but let a moan escape my hands clutching at empty air as my pussy absolutely quivered with hot excitement. My own unseemly delight at my utterly fallen predicament as well as the delicious taste of Kazuma's sperm slipping into my mouth made me realize what a selfish harlot I was being, making corrupt use of my elite position as a paladin to steal my perfect man's ejaculations for myself and I released his member and turned away, my entire body feeling disgusted and ashamed for my actions.

A tsunami of white, thick, and so very smelly seed pumped out of his cock. That mammoth member in its overly erect and painfully rigid state. Bright purplish red at the winking tip. His bellend spreading wide to unleash still more cummy shots that went out to cover and soil the worshipers with a massive fountain of bright white cream.

A minute passed and Kazuma's outrageous ejaculation finally relented into a soft trickle of spunk and juice onto the grass below and my quickly moving open hands. I could hear all the lustful cries of lust as the cultists drank their fill, licking their sticky hands in a disgusting display. I joined them in consuming Kazuma's precious semen. It was amazing how much I enjoyed his stuff.

“Lady Darkness,” Cecily said as she approached me, looking the most serious I’d ever seen her. “Though you are a heathenistic Eris Worshipper… under Kazuma we are all one.” She decreed earning mild gasps within the crowd but nods and agreements as well. Cecily got down on one knee, taking my hand gently as I still sat bewildered on the floor. “Would you do me the honor… of letting me lick you clean?”

I nodded, blushing at the idea, “O...of course.”

“Thank you!” Cecily chirped and stood up with such forcefulness that the priestess immediately fell over.

Then she was on me, her hands lightly clutching my arms as she leaned forward and licked my face, sucking at my ear, kissing my left lobe. Her warm breath fanned against my cheek and tickled me as she spoke, her voice deep and seductive, “Please accept my offer of service. A devotion to Aqua! May the goddess be present here and witness my endless thirst for her waters!" She prayed briefly to the bluette who had just orgasmed while sitting on Cloud’s shoulders.

As I blushed furiously and Cecily bent to her task of quite thoroughly licking every bit of Kazuma’s sperm she could find on my skin, the producer of all that thick glistening white seed breathed heavily as he recovered from his tremendous orgasm, "Oh man Darkness, you've got to warn a guy when you're going to do that! I feel like I was actually cumming my brains out there for a minute. I get why you did it… big show for the Axelidiots here but...woooo-"

Head held awkwardly to the side by Cecily's hands as she lapped at my neck, I barely managed to meet his eyes, "I'm sorry, Kazuma. I wasn’t thinking-”

“Nah, no harm done, babe. Can’t complain about a grand cum.” Kazuma chuckled as he patted my head before looking out at the crowd, “I really can’t believe I just nutted all over these guys… and they’re loving it. What a life…”

He turned his head and caught sight of the larger group of townspeople watching from the edge of the park with equal parts community disapproval and gleeful voyeurism and he frowned and actually tried to cover up with his hands. It was actually very cute, especially when he blushed. Also pretty pointless given that he had more cock and balls than he did hands. Still, it was utterly delightful to watch him wrangle that thing.

I grinned at him as I decided to help out a bit, “It’s normal that all those watching from afar will find that their genitals are horny and excited by what they are witnessing. It’s normal that non-believers will have incredible orgasms like nothing they’ve ever felt without even touching themselves just from watching normal Axis or Eris religious ceremonies. After seeing these events, non-believers will normally have a strong desire to join a religion of their choosing.”

My unheard words seemed to set off an almost **** shiver through each watcher. I was too far away to detect it but my filthy imagination easily supplied me with the image of about twenty penises snapping to attention to unison as about thirty pairs of panties suddenly became wet. Then the group abruptly went wild, clutching at each other and twitching, pelvises suddenly thrusting against air as though they were trying to relieve themselves of something heavy yet immensely erotic. Many women were squealing in ecstasy, some crying out in ecstasy, while several men were bellowing like stunned oxen while making the most absurd facial expressions. Some people even had their hands buried between their legs as they groaned, thrusting their hips and grinding.

I could hardly contain my amusement.