A Stretcher King's Orgy part 1

"Hey Baby. Come inside. Some of the girls are still getting dressed. But you can start with me if you like." Caleb's grandmother Betty said in a flirty tone.

Caleb stared at his grandmother while his dick woke in appreciation of her beauty. The lingerie she wore, a dark blue satin nightgown that clung to her skin, looking fantastic on her now younger body. Her huge fake tits firm and perky, belly pooch practically gone, and her ass plumper than when she first arrived at the mansion. Her skin looked younger as well, more taught with very little loose or saggy skin left. The age lines around her cleavage were gone, and looking back up at her face he saw that the wrinkles around her eyes were barely visible.

She pulled him inside the room and kissed him, pressing her body against his as a hand reached down between his legs. She grasped his shaft through his pants and said, "This needs to come out an play Honey. Your sister and her girlfriend only stoked the fire in me, I need your cum to put it out."

Squatting down she began to undo his pants. While Betty did that, Lottie stepped up and showed off her outfit. Lottie decided on a pale pink sheer babydoll nightie, her nipples clearly visible through the see-through material. His dick rose even faster. She looked magnificent, especially her huge pillowy tits.

She had fewer wrinkles remaining than Betty, but Lottie had been around longer and feasted on his cum daily. Giving her a slow once over he smiled at seeing she wore no underwear, allowing tiny rivulets of her dew to trickle down her thighs. Her hairless pussy looked freshly shaved or waxed, not a hint of stubble showing. He could smell her licorice flavored pussy mingling with the other women in the room.

"Master, with Sonia not here, we don't have a priestess to pray for the gods to bless our Stretcher King's orgy. If you don't mind, I'd like to say the prayer myself. I know I'm not really qualified to, but I think God will be alright with it, if you give your consent."

Chloe spoke up causing Caleb to gulp when he looked over at her, "A priestess is not required to say the prayer. It would be fine for her to do it Master, so long as Lottie truly worships your cock, and wants to share its joy with the rest of us."

Chloe perched on an end table close to the door, her body the least changed of the three, aside from her breast growth from his breeding her. She was also the youngest, so her age reversal hadn't really done much to her. She was always sexy, just more so now than when they first met.

She'd also chosen a babydoll nightie, black, and less sheer than Lottie's. Chloe's huge basketball sized breasts looked magnificent, fully filling out the cups of the nightie. She also wore a pair of matching panties, and thigh high nylon stockings. His hard cock throbbed at the sight of the three elder women, and he hadn't even glanced at the others in the room yet.

Caleb stuttered, "P-prayer? I don't... What prayer?"

Chloe laughed, "Oh, I thought you knew. Sonia prays each morning before we wake you, and again any time we have an orgy. In our religion, as Stretcher King, you are blessed by the gods and through you and your cock, we worship them. The more pleasure we enjoy with you, both giving and receiving, the more we show our love and devotion to the gods. The prayer is just a simple request to the gods to bless us and provide us with the skill and wisdom to please our King with our bodies. It's also a request for them to continue to bless you and your heavenly cock and cum so that you can anoint us in your blessed cum, and fill our bellies and wombs with it as well."

"I, uh, I guess that's all right." Caleb said as Betty stroked his hard shaft. "Do we need to hold hands or something?"

Chloe shook her head, causing her boobs to gently sway and wobble. "No Sir. Usually Sonia uses one of the holy phalli she has made that are infused with your cum, but with your cock right here, Lottie should use the real thing. I think the only reason Sonia doesn't request to use your cock is because she is afraid you might think our religion is a bit weird."

Caleb wanted to laugh at Chloe's words, the understatement of the year. In his opinion, their religion was mindboggling, but he was the one that created it, albeit on accident. "So every orgy we have is some sort of religious event for you all?"

Something Chloe said clicked in Caleb's mind. "Wait, those dildoes she makes are..."

Lottie smirked and drew his attention, "They are what we use to pray to the gods with. We suck and fuck them in your honor. Since there is only one of you, and you are needed to provide your services to other women, so you can't fuck us all the time. We show our devotion to you by cumming on the replicas of your heavenly cock. We train our throats and fuck our faces with them so that we may taste and clean our juices from the physical representation of your holiness. We pound them into our pussies too, to prepare our bodies to accept your blessings. Sonia makes them so that we can gift them to others too. She took several dozen with her when she left with Lori and Melissa. We plan to give them out to the women that we believe you will find most pleasing. Every day you have more and more women worshiping your heavenly cock, hoping that one day you will gift them with a stretch, and feed their mouths and wombs with your holy seed."

Chloe smirked. "On us or in us Master," she said.

It was one of the mantras he had heard Sonia and some of the other priestesses repeating. One of the tenets of their religion was that cum, especially Stretcher King cum, should never be wasted. It belonged on their bodies or inside them. His cums ability to heal the sick, and remove blemishes from the skin, reinforced this view. And that didn't even mention that his cum was guaranteed to produce children that were healthy and smart. Or that birth control didn't work against his little swimmers. Only the desires of the women he fucked determined whether they got pregnant or not.

Chloe stepped beside him, pulling his robe the rest of the way off his body. With Betty on her knees, and Lottie in front of him, he was nearly surrounded by huge tits.

Chloe leaned into his back, pressing her soft tits into him. "Master, every time you have sex with a member of our religion, it is a heavenly experience for them. You give us orgasms stronger than any we've felt before. Even Helena and High Mother's Divya and Naomi agree, and all three of them have had sex with every living Stretcher King. Your cock brings us closer to the gods and goddesses than any other sexual experience we've had before. That is why we worship it. Go ahead, Lottie."

Lottie got on her knees beside Betty and grasped Caleb's rod. She lifted his dick to her lips and kissed it before she began to speak in a language that sounded a little like Latin. She paused to kiss his nuts then whispered to them as well. She then lay his cock along her face, splayed out her tongue and dragged his dick along it. When his cock head reached her mouth she opened wide and stuffed the thick head inside. Deeper and deeper she took it, pausing briefly when it touched the back of her throat. He felt her swallow and then her neck began to bulge as she continued sliding her lips along his shaft, feeding more into her mouth until her lips touched the base.

When Lottie hefted his nuts and **** her tongue out around his cock he was amazed. She was licking his nut sack even as her throat tried to swallow him down. His toes curled from the pleasure when he had a flash of memory of Sonia doing this once, and he wondered if it was part of their prayer.

When Lottie began to withdraw his cock he almost reached out to pull her head back to him and keep his dick in her throat. He knew she wouldn't stop him, but he wasn't sure when her prayer would be done, and didn't want to ruin it for her. He knew it was his own fault that this screwball religion existed in the first place, but he wasn't going to ruin their faith by fucking with their religious practices. It wasn't any weirder than symbolically eating flesh and drinking blood after all.

Lottie kissed the tip of his cock but remained on her knees. Chloe's tits never left his back, her hands at his waist as she instructed him, "Master, put your hand on her head and thank her for her devotion. Once you've done that, tell her what you want her to do first. It doesn't have to be something with you either. In a traditional Stretcher King orgy, you or the priestess or both of you together, would begin the orgy by gifting the first orgasm to whomever you like. If Kathy were here, she could do so in your place. As Harem Queen, she is the vessel of your love for us, and as such, she can bless our orgy as well."

Caleb put his hand on the top of Lottie's head. She smiled up at him and he saw the creepy look in her eyes that he often saw the Lotus Sisters giving him. He supposed that was the look of a religious fanatic that was looking upon the proof that god existed. They'd probably kill him if they knew the truth. He looked around the room at the other women present and noticed for the first time how many of them wore the cock shaped pendant that was the symbol of the Sisterhood religion. His eyes settled on his grandmother giving him a playful smirk. In the original reality, she had never been a very religious person, and he didn't think she was one now. She flicked her eyes to his dick and then over to Lottie.

He got the message and said, "Thank you Lottie. If you would be so kind, I'd like you and my grandmother to start our orgy. Would the two of you kiss and share my cock in a blowjob? Just for a little while. I have an idea for how I want to gift the both of you an orgasm to start our orgy off."

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