Church Tales Ch. 7

I decided that to make this experience a new awakening for these gentlemen we should do more than just pair off. Ralph seemed the more reserved of the two, perhaps because he appeared to be over the big four-oh mark. His stomach was beginning to droop slightly and there seemed to be an abundance of skin on his forehead. Still he was definitely an attractive man with his dark hair, wide set green eyes and six-foot height.

Carefully disengaging myself from Ronnie, I suggested he go help Leo entertain Sue. Dianna jumped when I pressed up behind her but quickly acquiesced when I began to kiss Ralph. She even guided one of the hands buried up her blouse to my breast. The man almost seemed to enjoy playing with two women at once. My! My!

While I entertained his tonsils, Dianna bared his assets for all to see. The quick brush she had experienced from him previously failed to warn her adequately for what now commanded our attention. He was definitely one of the blessed few who deserved the name "Hoss"!

Both of us had on crotchless pantyhose so while I lowered onto his cherished tool Dianna helped me out of my skirt and blouse. Then I returned the favor. Since I had ingested his tool to begin with Dianna was forced to endure the torture of having to cum first. She handled it like a trooper with screaming, ribald panting, sonorous supplications and ultimately a wonderful flood of fluid at her climax. Thank modern chemistry for ScotchGard!

She had given me a tough act to follow so I decided not to even try. Pulling him to the carpet I wrapped my legs around him, dug my heels into the small of his back, clenched my vaginal muscles and milked him until he erupted.

Meanwhile, Joni had been languidly riding Ben's young thirtyish frame. After watching Dianna's and my exercises, she was inspired to elongate her body over the length of the couch. Short as she is that was not a lot of stretching. To her surprise though, Ben buried his mouth between her legs to begin a meticulous feast. As she squirmed in ecstasy Sue bounced over and began to fondle Ben's equipment. Soon she was licking him from the bottom of his scrotum to the tip of his nicely sized scepter. Her soft blonde hair tickling his skin along with the glory of her tonguing had him visibly ready to explode within seconds. Taking his elongated desire in her hand, she guided him into Joni. Then while he stroked frantically Sue cuddled his testicles in her soft hand. Not until he emptied his seed did she softly squeeze him more firmly. When he collapsed exhausted onto the couch beside Joni, both women began to entice him back to health.

I was still horny so I joined Joni and Sue as they caressed Ben's small, wiry frame. A short man, barely as tall as Sue's sixty-four inches, he was quite sinewy. He also was quite recuperative. Within minutes, he was again ready to provide pleasure. Though I was dying to mount his granite shaft, I realized Sue had not enjoyed any pleasure so far. Grudgingly I mounted his tongue while she impaled herself on his nicely thick tube. Watching her twinkling green eyes cloud over with pleasure, made my sacrifice worthwhile. Ben's energetic tongue did help a bit also.

So our initial "meeting" went. Four very contented ladies had been pierced by the shaft of each male present at least twice during the evening. Both of our guests decided our new church should be a rousing success and promised to become actively involved in recruiting new members. Thus initiated one of the most exciting weeks of my life

Our original core group surprised us by asking if they might continue recruiting throughout the week instead of waiting until Sunday. Accordingly, our two new men and the girls brought four new ladies to our home Wednesday evening. Poor Ronnie and Leo had to sacrifice their evening to help with the new recruits. Thursday night we had twenty naked bodies happily rolling from one to another on every soft, flat surface in the house as well as our living room carpet. Friday night we had to send some of the people over to Dianna and Ronnie's house (the kids were overjoyed to be given the opportunity to visit their grandparents again).

Saturday night I found myself in our bedroom with three men I had only met a few minutes previously. The idea of having sex with someone I had just met excited me immensely. None of the three seemed to be terribly turned off by the prospect of having sex with a willing twenty-year-old college girl. I asked them to all undress, as I wanted to witness their responses as I exposed myself.

Much as I hate to admit this, I don't remember any of their names. I know they were all in their early thirties and each was successful in their respective businesses but I really know little about them above those tidbits. I hope to see them again when I come home for Xmas vacation. It would be nice to get to know them better since that first wonderful evening was so fantastic.

Anyway, they stripped for me exposing their most personal assets. None of the three was exceptional, but neither were they lacking in potential. All three were slightly hard so I decided to see if I could increase their attention.

I had worn a short yellow shift just for the occasion. Underneath I had on a push-up bra and crotchless pantyhose. After I unzipped the back of my dress, I carefully lowered the front to expose my black, see-through bra. As I freed my mammaries three beautiful shafts of meat began to grow accordingly. When I slithered out of the little yellow dress and stepped out of my panties all three members strained to escape from the skin holding them in place. I sat on the edge of the bed and carefully spread my legs as I removed my heels. This caused all three to stretch to their utmost so I rewarded their efforts by stroking and kissing each in succession.

Holding two by their fleshy leashes and propelling the third with my rock hard nipples, I walked them over to the bed. I pushed the gentleman I had been stabbing with my volcanoes back onto the mattress then leaned over and kissed the tip of his manhood. He almost lost his control. "I want one of you to nurse me and the other one to let me suck his dick. You, I said to the man I was straddling, I want to excite my already very wet channel. When you think I'm wet enough I want you to enter me and fill me full of your seed. Then I want you," I said looking at the man who was pointing his spear at my mouth, "to take his place. And then you," I directed to the man who had already begun nibbling my nipple, "come here so I can suck you."

Each took his position and I lowered my mouth around the gorgeous shaft before me. I've never been good at deep throating but my accomplice seemed to enjoy the actions I was providing. The man who was working between my legs ran first one finger, then two and finally all four fingers clear up to the web of his thumb into me. Initially I was leery of his probing but it only took a few strokes and I was totally committed to his actions. He worked his hand slowly in and out of me until I exploded in a flood of ejaculatory juices. I had shot before, but never from such a slow, delightful rhythm. As my fluids trickled down my legs, he slid down and began to lick me. His tongue probed deep into my slit then slithered up to circle my clitoris with tender care. My nipples were being nursed and squeezed while my most delicate lips were being licked to ecstasy. I couldn't restrain myself! I came again with a great gush of liquid.

Then I was mounted doggie style and his firm rod was stroking my bellybutton from the inside. All too soon I felt his hot plasma spray my insides. I clenched the muscles of my love hole as tightly as I could to milk every drop from him. When his tool began to shrink, we played 'musical Susie' and I straddled the man whose backbone I had been trying to inhale through his shaft.

Since I had already been caressing the genitals of the man nursing me, I led him by his ready leash to my mouth. While I rode my second lover I worked this man up to the point where he was just about to explode then squeezed the base of his shaft until he calmed.

Meanwhile I had told my first paramour to relax and recover. He would have none of it and insisted on bringing my nipples to their most extreme heights. It didn't seem to matter where his ministrations were engaged; he was fantastic at whatever he was doing. Never has anyone, who brought me to enjoyment by nursing my breasts, failed to receive my devoted attentions.

Again, much too soon my lover filled me full of his sperm. As I lifted myself from him, I could feel a stream of warm fluid trickling from my wanton lips. Not only did this not bother him but he pulled me back down onto his shaft to repeat the performance. Evidently Leo was not the only one who enjoyed a cum filled pussy.

Telling my third lover I was tired, I asked if he would mind if I lay on my back for him. He said that was perfect because it was his favorite position. Crawling between my legs, he popped easily into my twice-filled hole. The other two gentlemen rotated positions on my breasts and mouth while I enjoyed the feeling of yet another strange shaft in my body. After a couple of minutes of energetic pumping the man at the core of my being pulled out.

My first thought was that he was turned off by the looseness of my sloppy hole. Then he gently but firmly grabbed my clit with his teeth and enthusiastically began to eat me. I couldn't believe he had his tongue in me with all the cum from his partners. Not only did it not seem to bother him; he appeared to be truly enjoying his task.

Naturally I came quickly but that didn't stop him. He continued to eat me until I came a second time. That time my reaction was so violent, I almost bit the man I had in my mouth. I wanted to tell my enthusiastic gourmet to stop but the man probing my tonsils seemed equally determined to prevent me from saying a word. As I approached my fifth zenith in less than twenty minutes both of my other lovers pulled back from me. My explosion was punctuated by ejaculatory liquor shooting excruciatingly from my body and drenching my wonderful tormenter. Only then did he enter me again.

"You're beautiful when you cum you know," he told me as I strained to pull him deeper into my tight tender core. "The nipples on those exquisite breasts strain so hard it's a wonder they don't pop like overripe cherries! Did you know your eyeballs roll back up into your head? Were you in ecstasy?"

"YES!" I screamed. "Now shut up and ram it deep into me. I want every inch of you as far inside me as you can drive it! Don't waste your breath talking. FUCK ME!"

When I woke up all three of my lovers were softly stroking me. Dreamily I mumbled, "Did I pass out?" I remembered the pleasure of feeling hot cum shooting into me again but then there seemed to be a period when I was just asleep.

"You scared us you came so violently," someone told me. "I've never seen a woman cum that hard," another voice confirmed.

"That was fantastic," I purred to them. "And what you're doing with your hands now is almost as nice." Then they began to use their lips as well as their fingers. Soon I was again in an advance state of excitement. They took turns stroking into my happy shaft until the early hours of the morning. I was one very tired little lady as I boarded the plane to take me back to school in Los Angeles.

I have no idea how many times each of them had intercourse with me but I'm sure it must have been at least ten times each. For a week afterward I was sore but I glowed with happiness everywhere I went.

Well to make a long story short, the idea took off like the proverbial skyrocket. By the end of the first two months, they had over two hundred members. Surprisingly the ratio of females to males balanced almost from the first. The group quickly outgrew both Leo and Ronnie's houses. Afternoon "services" at the church building were soon in order but that also quickly became overcrowded. One of the new members knew of a large vacant building over on the west hill of Albuquerque and within a surprisingly short time the new congregation acquired it. Leo told me the presence of a couple of attorneys, several real estate people and some building contractors on the acquisition committee helped a bit also.

The building required extensive renovation and remodeling but it easily held our little flock. People eventually discovered they were actually happier dispersing into smaller groups at various members' homes than all trying to find space in the chapel building, Leo reiterated. The church building once again became a place for meetings, worshipping and socializing. I'll forgo comment on why they met, what was being worshipped or how social everyone became. He also advised me that the members were definitely a very appreciative group! The more he and Ronnie shared with the group, the more they gave back. I assumed my men were only sharing their time and energy though I suspected they occasionally might still be called upon to provide other services.

In addition to all the folks who dispersed to various homes, a typical afternoon would usually find anywhere from ten to forty people in the church building. Modesty had been one of the first things our pastors (Yes, Leo was taking an active part in the clergy of the unit) had disposed of. Now, Leo told me, it was quite common to see our members in various stages of exposure and sexual activity, just about anywhere in the building. Almost any room you entered there was some type of sexual activity being performed. If a person was not receiving what they desired in the place where they were all they needed to do was go to another location. Third (or forth or fifth or whatever number might come up) parties were always welcome in any of the groups.

Dianna and Ronnie had moved to a new house in the Paradise Hills addition and had been able to trade their old clunker for a reliable vehicle. They had also sworn off beans, spaghetti and macaroni with cheese for life. That is unless one of those previously overworked menu items was served in a restaurant.

The more Leo described these exciting events the more anxious I was becoming for my Xmas vacation to arrive. I had an itch I was dying to have scratched. Of course, I felt sure it had nothing to do with my three lovers of an earlier evenings entertainment.

To Be Continued...