St. Valentine's Church

Uncomfortably, Julie leads you into the house, and up the stairs. Mandy, naked, follows close behind you as the two lead you into an already running shower. You attempt to feel up Mandy, but are slapped away by Julie. "No time!", she says, pointing to an imaginary watch. Your own watch gave you less than two hours.

Your shower was done barely after it started, six hands making good time to cover the minimum necessary for good hygiene. You were whisked away by Mandy to your room while Julie went to hers. "Where's Cassie?" you ask. "She and Frank will meet you guys at the Church."

You reach inside of Mandy, but she just removes you and licks her juices off your hands, tsking you for dirtying them already. Dressed in your Sunday best, sans underwear and a tie, Mandy pushes you out the door to Julie, wearing a white sundress with no underwear and showcasing her crucifix. There's a noticeable hem on the side.

"If you need to fuck me, this comes out to reveal whichever hole you want to stick it in. We can do it in a pew or wherever. Now let's go!" She says, exposing her pussy briefly before you both rush downstairs.

Rebecca is at the doorway confused. You stop to give her instructions. "We'll be back in a few hours. Go down to the basement and feed and clean the naked blue-hair girl I have tied up down there."

"What?"

"Mandy can fill you in. I **** her on Friday."

"Oh."

With that last exchange, Julie pulled you by the collar out the front door. Luna pulled up in her patrol car and was visibly tired from looking for you all night. You couldn't tell behind her sunglasses, but you were sure she was angry.

Luna drove you and Julie to the Church, speeding with the sirens on. You were way early. You side-eyed Julie as you exited the car in front. She meekly replied, "I wanted to get good seats," but you knew she was primarily concerned for you. You walked up to the large, gothic entrance. There were a few scattered families. The confessional had a small line already. A deacon was near the entrance, greeting guests, and you zeroed in on a couple nuns in the front.

"Father Michael said you can fuck me or anyone else at anywhere else at anytime. Don't stand on formality."

You nodded at the obviousness of this statement and told Julie to save you a spot in the line to the confession booth. You then parted ways, looking back to see Luna guarding the door. You walked up front towards the nuns.

On your way to the front, you passed by Alexa Lingle and her daughter June, as well as her husband or brother or something, you didn't really care. Mrs. Lingle was a teacher at the high school, while June was a bright girl confined to a wheelchair from birth. She was still popular at school, somehow, and acted as your volleyball team mascot.

"Hi June, Alex," you greeted them. "John!" Alex said, hugging you while June patted your arm. "I heard about your condition. I'm so sorry. Will you be doing alot of fucking here?"

"You know it!" you turned to June. "Can you feel your pussy?" She blushed. "Yes, Coach John, I have some feeling down there. I'm not really doable in the chair, though."

June's dad(?) interrupted. "We can lay her on the floor or in the pew and you can fuck her there."

You nod. "That's a good idea, but maybe later. In the meantime, I'd like to get a good luck at her tits."

June took off her jacket and Alex helped her lower her dress. Her black bra was removed and she sat there, completely topless, for the whole church to see.

"Great," you say, crouching down and sucking on one of June's nipples. They were pink and large. One was flat, and the other now erect. You stood back up, admiring them. "Alex, make sure she remains topless for the entire service. I would find that arousing."

"Will do," was her reply. You turn around only for the two nuns from before to approach you.

"Mr. Doe," said Sister Agnes flanked by Sister Teresa. "We heard about your three-hour syndrome. Awful business."

They stood quietly for a moment before Sister Teresa interrupted, "We were hoping to be of assistance. For you to use our bodies in any way you see fit to stave off the approach of ****."

You caressed Agnes's face, who barely flinched. "That's fairly kind of you, Sister. And pretty forward for a woman of the faith."

"It is our obligation to God to help the less fortunate. For it says in the Song of Solomon that 'Ye shall lie with the-'" You muzzle Teresa's quotation and ask if there was anywhere more private to fuck.

They lead you to a preparation room, with two chairs and some vestments. "This'll do." You turn around. "Take those fucking things off!"

Mildly alarmed at your yelling, they begin removing their habits, as you look around the room at pictures of Jesus Christ and the Apostles and events from the Bible. A stain-glass window lies behind the chairs, giving a rough outline of the activities outside, just as you were sure they could get a rough outline of the activities inside. You turn around to see the two nuns have completely removed their habits. Agnes is a redhead, and Teresa a strawberry blonde. You can tell because neither appear to have ever seen a razor.

"I'm going to have to teach you bitches to shave," you say to them, noting the hairs along one of their arms.

"Now take off my clothes," they quickly comply, your penis smacking Teresa as she pulls down your pants. Agnes lifts of your shirt as you give her a wetness test. Ripe and juicy.

"You girls fuck before?" you ask, loud enough for the congregation to hear.

"No sir," says Agnes. "Only women," confesses Teresa. You cup her face and begin making out. She reciprocates after a momentary hesitation. "Okay, bend over the chairs, and we'll take this nice and slow."

Slow was too slow, as just when you were finishing up breaking in Teresa, a deacon and one of the priests, Father Andrew, arrive. "Sorry about the mess, Father. Teresa will clean it up."

"Nonsense. You may do as you desire, my son," replied the elderly priest. He is helped into his vestments as you continue pumping into the nun. You move to your left and position yourself at Agnes' cunt. "Can I have a push?" Deacon Joseph pushes you into Sister Agnes and you impale her deeply and thoroughly.

Outside, by the booth, Julie and Father Michael stand in waiting. Like everyone else in the church, they hear loud moaning and groaning from the open air preparation room. They can see your figure oscillate between the two nuns. Father Michael smiles, "Sounds like he may be finishing soon. I will wait here for John's confession. Please, Julia, have a seat in one of the back rows."

Julie nods, but is perturbed at losing her spot. She calls over Luna and they save a spot for you, as you loudly cum in Teresa's pussy.

You are sweating and leaning on Teresa's back as the last of your seed goes into her. You look at Agnes, who is now standing up, facing you nude and smiling. You have taken her virtue, but not blessed her with a child. That will change soon enough.

You slump down in Agnes' chair and order her to get back in her habit. Teresa goes for hers as well, but you stop her, saying it would be much more pleasing if she was nude for the entire service and every time you came to the church. Putting on your pants and shirt, you exit the room to a packed St. Valentine's Church. Everyone acknowledges you and is not alarmed at Sister Teresa's appearance. A seat is available for the two nuns, but you leave Teresa and drag Agnes with you to the back.

Tossing her full-**** toward Luna, you tell Agnes that she'll be staying with you awhile. You then walk into the booth where Father Michael is waiting.

"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned."

"How have you sinned, my child?"

"I fucked my daughter, I beat on my wife, I demeaned and beat on a neighbor who did not deserve it. I fucked families, ordered **** to be done for my own amusement. I fondled a disabled teenager. I just broke two nuns vows by fucking them in the church. I filmed some of them and posted the video on pornography sites for all to see.

Oh, and I also **** a girl and currently have her tied up in my basement."

Father Michael quietly sat in contemplation. "These are not sins, my child. They all sound like necessities in order to satisfy your condition. Even the **** is acceptable, as I'm sure the young girl would acquiesce to your demands whether you let them be known or not.

"You have no need to worry. Your eternal soul is clean."

That was not the answer you were hoping for. You ask for a favor from Father Michael at the altar, and he readily agrees.

Exiting the confessional you walk up to Julie. "I need you to come with me to the altar." You lead her up as Father Andrew pauses his sermon for your announcement.

You are now standing before the entire church of over 100 people. Agnes and Luna are in the back, the naked Teresa up front. June, topless, in her wheelchair next to a pew. Everyone is politely waiting for whatever comes next.

You drop your pants. For many this is the first time they've seen a cock, but there are no loud gasps or retreats. It's just a curiosity that you require. "Julie, take off your fucking clothes!"

Julie, behind the altar, removes her sundress, revealing her completely nude form, sans shoes and cross. "Straddle the altar." She does as told as everyone is in anticipation.

"Father Michael?"

"Yes, my child?"

"Fuck Julie doggy-style for all to see."

He doesn't audibly respond, but Father Andrew and Deacon Joseph help remove his vestments. He is as nude as you, Teresa, or Julie.

Despite being a 40-year-old virgin, Father Michael positions himself correctly behind Julie, who's soaking wet at the prospect of being so close to God. Instead of watching your daughter get fucked from behind, you survey the crowd.

Many are blushing, adjusting themselves in their seat. Teresa was visibly aroused, as were you. "Father, when you are finished, pull out and cum on the Bible."

The 100-year-old Bible that came from Rome itself would soon have cumstains on your order. You walk over to June and fling her off her chair, before Alex or the man nearby can react. June smiles at you and uprights herself. You peel off her dress and panties and smell her arousal.

Her lame legs are kicked away from your obstruction, and you are now rutting with her, like some sort of wild animal.

Most eyes are on you in the center aisle fucking wildly into June without abandon. Those who can't see you are watching Father Michael fuck Julie. You and the good priest cum at the same time. You deep inside the orifice of this paraplegic teenager, him as ordered on the sacred relic of this church. You lie there naked as Father Michael, still naked, orders an end to the service and Julie comes to help you and June up.

Teresa hands you your pants and shirt, and asks if you want to remain for fellowship.