Sex and breakfast

Before you open your eyes, the first thing you're aware of is the warm body pressed against flush against yours. As you stir, your abruptly aware of a raging case of morning wood. "Hmm, good morning, Your Holiness," Rebecca says softly, turning her head to smile at you. Apparently the sex was good enough to net you a promotion from "my lord" to "Your Holiness". Before you can respond, Rebecca is already grinding her ass into your cock, saying "How would the Holy Cock prefer to cum this morning."

Before she said anything, you were just about to call a halt on all the sex and instead just talk to her, try to figure out what's going on. Even though you didn't ask for any of this, you can no longer ignore the possibility that you were taking advantage of an innocent person. Those thoughts were abruptly forgotten as you looked into her blue eyes and felt her eager body already yielding to your desires. Her sheer solicitousness, the eager enthusiasm with which she offers herself, combined with your new seemingly infinite sexual endurance, makes it next to impossible to even consider rejecting her offers.

You climb on top of her while she eagerly spreads her legs, pulls her knees up and tilts her pelvis for maximum ease of access with an ecstatic smile on her face like its Christmas Morning. You effortlessly slide all the way in with one thrust, her tight cunt already soaking wet and hot to the touch. Her gorgeous face, only inches away from yours, lights up with the deepest feeling of ecstasy, making you think of an Angel that's only just now seeing heaven for the first time. You start happily pounding away as her arms lovingly embrace you, her legs wrap around your waist, and she starts uncontrollably shaking and screaming. Soon she starts thrusting her hips to meet yours while pulling you into her with her legs, perfectly matching your rhythm, all while her face shows a rapturous mixture of passion, bliss, reverence, and gratitude. As you lean in for a deep wet kiss, not slowing a beat, losing yourself in the intimacy and closeness, you think to yourself, "people that say missionary is boring just aren't doing it right."

It's not long before her shaking and screaming gets even more intense and every part of her starts squeezing you even tighter as an earth shattering orgasm washes her. She suddenly screams "please sanctify my dirty whore cunt with your divine cum, your Holiness!" With that, you can't help but give a final violently hard thrust, holding yourself in place at maximum depth, shooting spurt after spurt of apparently "divine" jizz into her tight, wet, cunt. Your orgasm lasts noticeably longer than usual, rapturous pleasure engulfing your entire body. Through the blissful haze, you're dimly aware that Rebecca's eyes have taken on a glazed, unfocused, awe-struck look, as though her mind and perception's are on a whole other plane of existence, even as her body is still clearly consumed with the highest peak of physical ecstasy.

Your shared climax was so intense, it takes a couple of minutes for you both to catch your breath. When her breathing returns to normal, Rebecca starts tenderly kissing your neck while running her fingertips up and down your back. She stops to look deep in your eyes. With eyes full of equal parts pious adoration and lustful passion, she says in a soft voice "Your Holiness, I used to doubt the existence of Heaven. Please forgive my blasphemy. Every load of cum you bless me with takes me there and it's more glorious than I could ever imagine." By now, you'd think you'd be used to her saying weird shit like that, but looking down at her, you can see that it's not creative dirty talk or even metaphorical. She literally means it with total sincerity.

"Um... thanks" you awkwardly mumble as you push yourself up. Now wide awake with early morning post-nut clarity, you realize you're still mostly clothed, your both very sweaty, and you've fucked this beautiful stranger twice now without moving more than a few feet past the front door. "So, where's your shower? And I don't suppose you've got a washer and dryer here?" Smiling again with the opportunity to serve, Rebecca gives you a short tour of her home, then you both take a quick shower together. Although your dick is rock hard again in moments, you're starting to think that having an almost constant erection might be the new status quo for you and you need to learn to control it and not let it control you. Sexy as Rebecca is with water cascading down her naked body, you tell her "not right now" when she offers to make you cum again and though she's clearly disappointed, she doesn't push it, proving that though she seems to have an insatiable sex drive, at least when it comes to you, her lust is secondary to her obedience.

Now clean and refreshed, Rebecca puts your clothes in the washer, helps you put on a soft, luxurious bath robe, and starts making eggs, bacon, and french toast for breakfast, insisting that you relax when you offer to help. You sit on a chair in her kitchen watching her cook in nothing but an apron as you consider the bizarre turn of events over the last twelve hours. You try plying her with questions to understand what's going on but it quickly becomes apparent that she has no more of an idea as to why or how any of this is happening than you do. She just insists that, as soon as she saw the mere outline of your boner in your pants, she felt a deep, instinctual certainty that your pants contained something of immense, cosmic importance and power. This conviction was only confirmed when she got to see it in the flesh in all its divine glory and immediately knew it for the living god it was and she considered it a privilege to worship and serve the Divine Cock in any way you, as the keeper of the Divine Cock, might dictate.

"So uh... do you think other people might see what you see and feel the same way?" you ask her.

"Any one that likes dick and doesn't already have a god to worship must see the Divine nature of the Holy Cock and will see it as their holy duty to serve you and spread the good word." Huh, you think to yourself, well that's interesting. Before you can ask anything else, her face lights up in excitement at an idea, you can almost see a cartoon light bulb over her head. "In fact, I should invite my friends over, Erin and Danielle. Oh please, your Holiness? I want them to feel the love and bliss of your Holy Cock and Divine Cum!"