The Book of Gloria

Gloria's story:

My husband, Peter, is police commissioner of our large southwestern city, and he's walking a very fine line between protecting the public from illegal sexual activities versus actively participating in them. Yes, his vice squad continually attempts to tamp down prostitution, pimps, and sexual slavery. But, on the other hand, he gives protection to Barbara and Emily's adult boutique and the rampant cocksucking in its video booths, and he was an actual member of our sex tribe, which glorified fucking, sucking, and cum.

Now he was stepping over the line in asking me to help him investigate a church.

A church, you ask? What does a church have to do with vice or illicit sex?

This wasn't just any church. A year ago, the city had closed down a sex club. Undercover investigators had found blatant nudity and outright non-stop sexual activity there. Inside the club were rooms with beds for the patrons and half walls that allowed viewing of those using the beds. The walls and décor were red, and spotlights brightly illuminated several areas where sex demonstrations and shows were performed. The investigators reported back in graphic and lurid detail.

The city closed the club down by passing an ordinance prohibiting such establishments from operating within 1000 yards of schools or churches. 1000 yards is over a half mile, which effectively prohibited the club from operating anywhere in the city. The adjoining cities and municipalities promptly passed similar ordinances. The club shut its doors, and everyone thought that was the end of it.

Recently, an old abandoned church had been purchased by the same individual who had owned the sex club. It was called The Church of the Divine Union, and Peter was suspicious that the church was a front for a resurrected sex club. He wanted me to investigate.

"Peter, why in hell do you want me to do this? You have a fucking vice squad. Send them in."

My horn dog husband said, "Honey, think of the possibilities. A church that glorifies sex. Non-stop hot pussies for me and throbbing cocks for you. This might be way too interesting to shut down."

"Peter, you fuck every cunt that comes closer than arm's length, and you get dozens of hot pussies to choose from at our tribe meetings. The last thing you need is to be fucking around in a fake church."

"Not me, darling. I want YOU to fuck around. I want you to go in there and become a devout church member. I want you to gain their trust. I want you to see if it's just a front for the same old shit, or if it's actually something legitimate. I can't shut it down without knowing. Come on, baby. Picture yourself in there on an alter with 4 or 5 hot studs worshipping your naked body. I know you too well, Gloria. You'd be in paradise."

I talked it over with my sex and relationship mentor, Barbara, over lunch at her mansion. Barbara was one of the unofficial leaders of our sex tribe of over 40 close-knit and secretive members, and her mansion was the venue for our regular orgies. We called them 'dinners and a creampie' as Barbara provided a gourmet dinner and our signature sex act was licking and sucking delectable jism creampies. Women seldom went home from the events without squeaky clean cunts. Everyone, men and women, loved cum.

As usual, we ate together at a table outside by the pool. She asked the others who stayed with her, Johnny, Sarge, Cindy, Julie, and Santiago to give us some privacy, and I told her about Peter's request, including his vision of me on an altar.

She considered the proposal for a moment and said, "You know, this church idea is not so different from our tribe. We could just as easily have called ourselves a church, don't you think? And, instead of 'dinners and a creampie', we could have called our meetings 'dinners and cum worship'. I, too, think you should check it out.

"I don't know, Barbara. Fucking total strangers?"

"Oh, come on, dear. What could be more exciting than Peter's example? Are you going to try to tell me that being surrounded by hot tongues and hard dicks poised to worship and ravish you wouldn't be the most exciting thing you've ever done? If I was you, I'd do it in a New York minute!"

"I'm a little scared."

"Then you should take along Tyrone to watch out for you and keep you safe."

With that settled, she invited the others to join us. Cindy and Julie sat at the table, and Johnny, Sarge, and Santiago crept under the table, pulled down our panties, and licked our pussies as we sipped our after-lunch coffees. I lifted my feet to the edge of the table to give Sarge access to my asshole, and the other women soon followed my example.

The men moved us to the pool lounge chairs and fucked us, moving from cunt to cunt. Barbara said, "Let's ride their cocks," and the men took our places on the lounges, and we rode them, moving from cock to cock.

The women groaned and moaned and shuddered and quivered in orgasm after orgasm, and, when the men came, we slid up to their faces and fed them our creampies. I looked down at Santiago and moaned, "Suck it all out, baby!" and he sucked my cunt hole powerfully, then sucked my clit for another delirious climax. Then Barbara had us move from lounge to lounge, planting our dirty pussies on each man's mouth.

An ironclad rule of our tribe was to reward such things with a cum kiss, and we passionately kissed each man who had sucked our cunts.

It was 9pm when Tyrone's car coasted to a stop along the curb across the street from the old church. It had seen better days and probably had been very nice at one time, with a pitched roof and a small bell tower. Arched windows that had once held stained glass were now bricked up. A dimly lit sign by the sidewalk said, 'Church of the Divine Union -- Services Nightly', and a single dim bulb lit the old church door.

I took a deep breath and said, "Tyrone, let's go in."

He said, "Hold on a second. Are we going to participate? You know, fuck them? Just askin'."

"We're supposed to fit in, so, yes, I guess so."

"Well, then I hope the women are hot." He grinned and squeezed my thigh and said, "But none of them could be as hot as you, darlin'."

Tyrone had fucked me more times than I could count at the tribe's dinners and a creampie orgies, and he had been glancing at my short slinky red dress and exposed legs on the ride over. My legs were long and toned, and I knew that men appreciated them, especially in the high heels I was wearing tonight.

I embraced him and kissed him saying, "If either of us doesn't like the selection of men or women, let's fuck each other." I groped his cock through his pants, "I know I can count on old reliable down here." He grunted, and we got out of the car.

We tested the church door, and it was open. There was a vestibule inside with a sleazy guy sitting behind a small table. He looked me over and my filmy red dress and heels, then said to Tyrone, "She's hot, and she's free. 50 bucks for you, buddy. Cash."

We could hear muffled, throbbing music as Tyrone peeled off five 10's to the guy, and he stamped the backs of our hands, "In case you want to go out and come back." Then he said, "It's another 50 if you want drinks."

Tyrone paid another 50 and got a 2^nd different hand stamp.

We opened the inner door, and the world changed dramatically.

Disco balls sparkled from the ceiling, lasers painted light around the room, and colored strobes flashed everywhere. The room was large, and the music was thundering. Bodies ranging from skimpily clad to nude gyrated to the music in the center of the room where the pews once were, appearing and disappearing as the lights strobed.

The sides of the long room were lined with beds with men and women entwined. Cocks stroked into mouths and cunts, and faces were buried between women's thighs. All the way at the end where sermons were once given, there was an elevated alter under bright spotlights, and a DJ in a thong spun records and danced with himself. Behind him, up against the far wall, was the bar.

The men and women were fabulous. I stripped Tyrone down to his black silk boxers and slipped out of my dress. With a carefree grin I yelled to Tyrone, "Let's dance!"

We danced through the crowd toward the DJ and the bar, looking all the way at hot naked bodies and ecstatic faces totally involved in the throbbing rhythm. By the time we got to the bar my bra was gone, and I was breathlessly writhing in front of Tyrone. He watched my tits appreciatively and grinned. He retrieved two drinks, very strong drinks, from the bar. I pulled mine down way too fast, and we had two more.

I started dancing for Tyrone again and pushed down my panties. His eyes were glued to my slit, and I swooped in and yanked down his shorts. I was dancing with a huge black man, and we were both naked.

His generous ebony cock was something to see, and women took notice, staring and talking behind their hands. Men took notice of me, too, and turned to dance with me. One, then two, naked and lean and hard, danced closer, with their pelvises tilted forward and beautiful cocks swinging. Closer and closer until they were pressed against me, those hard, warm, wonderful tubes of flesh writhing against my hips and thighs and ass. I writhed back against them to the music, wanting them badly, then their hands were leading me to a bed.

They sat me on the edge of the bed, and one kneeled and pushed my thighs apart, going down to eat my shaved cunt. The other stood to the side of my head and fed me his long hard cock. Then a fabulous long-haired blonde girl was sitting next to me, and Tyrone's form appeared before her. She said, "Feed me that fabulous cock!" and Tyrone pushed his black dick between her lips.

I was so fucking wet, and the two men moved me to hands and knees on the bed. The one who ate my cunt pushed his hard prick into me from behind, and the other stayed with my mouth. They pushed me back and forth on their dicks. The drinks kicked in, and I felt a tremendous feeling of well-being and pleasure. The cocks inflamed me and I came and came, moaning and quivering as they penetrated my holes.

Then Tyrone's dark bulk settled on the bed beside me, and the blonde climbed aboard his giant cock, groaning with the size of it as she sank on its length. Tyrone looked up at my face as the two men switched places, then he disappeared from view as a cock flavored with my pussy stroked into my mouth.

The other cock slid in from behind, and they fucked me harder and faster. I heard the blonde shriek and climax, then I groaned and came, too. The men raced faster, ready to cum, and I was excited and waiting, wanting their hot juices.

The cock in my mouth throbbed and pulsed out its savory jism, and I groaned and tingled with the thrill of it. I closed my eyes and moaned as he continued to stroke and pump out his sperm.

The man behind me fucked me hard, and I wanted it hard, because I was so ready to climax again. With his final cunt splitting thrust we both groaned and came.

They rested inside me for a moment, and hands gently caressed my head and ass. Then they pulled away. I saw Tyrone's face contort, and he grunted. I looked down to see his big rod filling the blonde's mouth, and his jism running from her lips and down his cock.

The strangers who had fucked us left. Tyrone looked up at me, I was still on all fours, and he asked, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fucking wonderful, and you?"

He laughed, "I'm fucking wonderful, too. You should see your face."

I sat and wiped the cum away from my mouth and licked my hand.

He groaned and said, "You shouldn't do that, or I'm gonna want to put my dick in there." His fabulous cock was growing hard.

I laughed and fell on top of him, kissing him hard and tonguing him, sharing the cum that was left in my mouth. Being a man of the tribe, he was used to cum kisses and eagerly responded. We parted, and I said, "I'd like nothing better than your throbbing prick in my mouth," and licked my way down his chest to his erect shaft.

Just as I was about to stretch my lips around the massive black head of his joint, two men in black suits and white religious collars appeared and said, "Please come with us."

Tyrone and I looked dubiously at each other, and one of the men said, "Don't be alarmed. We just want to talk."

So, we went with them, down a set of stairs and into a comfortable basement office. They gave us towels and white fluffy robes and asked us to sit. One of them sat behind a desk with a computer monitor and keyboard and tapped the keys. He pointed to a large flat screen TV on the wall and said, "Watch this."

The screen filled with video of Tyrone and the blonde. There were shots of them fuckIng and sucking and close-ups of her sucking his cock and her face as she rode his dick. He freeze-framed a shot of the ecstasy on her face as she shrieked and came on Tyrone's prick, then freeze-framed again at her dreamy look as Tyrone's huge cock filled her mouth with sperm.

Then the TV showed the two men fucking me. Again, he freeze-framed the ecstatic looks on their faces as they looked down on my body and pumped into me, and then when they tilted their heads back and closed their eyes as they came. I had only felt their hands caress me after they came, but the video showed looks of something almost like love on their faces.

He turned to us and said, "You each made quite an impression." We had no idea of what to expect next, and the man behind the desk continued.

"I'm Reverend Rudy and this is Reverend Case. I used to run a sex club which, unfortunately, the city shut down. I admit, I was a sleezeball, and the club was just to make money. Now we've founded this church, and I've heard my little birdies inside the city government say the powers that be think this church is just a front for the same sex club. But, I tell you sincerely, it's not."

He paused and asked, "Gloria and Tyrone. You saw the video. Do you doubt the power of sex to move men's and women's souls to better places? Do you see the therapeutic value in exquisite sex? Could you understand that a group such as our church might focus on that power and use it? That we might glorify the beauty of our sex organs and worship them?"

He was persuasive, and as members of our secret tribe of cum fetishists, how could we not agree. Tyrone and I both said, "Yes."

"Excellent. I'm so pleased." Then, "Tyrone, you're an incredible physical specimen, and the women are enthralled by your sexual equipment. Gloria, you're tall and lovely, and you looked quite commanding and regal in your red dress with your blonde hair up that way, and you're even more beautiful naked. I saw the men lusting over you. Would you do us the honor of being in our service tonight?"

I said, "I thought the party upstairs was the service."

"Oh, no. That is a celebration of the body and sex, but we end each night with a formal sacred ritual. It's quite lovely and exciting, and we love to have people like yourselves, who inspire others, participate in the ceremony. Will you join us in fellowship? The ceremony starts in 15 minutes."

I looked at Tyrone. He was no help, just shrugging his shoulders. I thought of Peter's request to infiltrate the church and said, "Sure, why not."

The other reverend, Reverend Case, led us to a dressing room where two men and two women were preparing for the ceremony. The women were ravishing sexy blondes, each wearing a red mask and red corset that pushed up their bare breasts and ended at their hips, leaving their cunts and asses bare, as well. They dressed me in a matching red mask and corset and draped a floor length flowing red silk robe over my shoulders.

The men wore black masks and black G-strings with an opening to let their fabulous long cocks swing free. They dressed Tyrone in matching things and draped a long black robe over his shoulders. It was time for the ceremony.

The two reverends led everyone back upstairs. The large space of the church was darkened. The music had stopped, and all of the party people were sitting naked in rows of folding chairs facing the alter. The alter had been cleared of DJ equipment, and bright spotlights illuminated its bare person-sized top. A row of empty chairs faced each side of the alter, and we were directed to sit in those.

The two reverends, now dressed in long black robes with white collars, stood before their congregation, and Reverend Rudy said, "Dear members and guests, let our divine celebration begin."

Reverend Case began with a prayer. "Dear Lord in heaven, please bless this sacred ceremony and all who participate. Let everyone here gaze upon God's gift of the cocks and cunts that inspire us, and that we love so much. Bless the divine unions we are about to behold. Bless the holy cum that flows forth from these unions. In your name we pray, Amen."

Everyone solemnly said, "Amen."

Wow! These people were serious. I was completely taken aback and thankful it wasn't Satan they were invoking.

Reverend Rudy said, "Ready the man, Tyrone, for worship."

The two succulent blondes in red masks and corsets stood and pulled Tyrone from his chair. They led him to a spot in front of the alter and faced him to the congregation. Their white breasts shone in the bright light, and Tyrone was imposing and dark and magnificent towering above them in his black mask and robe.

Each of the women took a side and parted his black robe. The women in the congregation gasped as his huge hanging black cock came into view. The women pulled the robe from his arms and draped it over the alter behind him, then knelt in front of him and to his sides and bent their foreheads to the floor with arms extended in supplication.

Reverend Case spoke again in prayer, "We see the glory of thy work, Dear Lord, in this magnificent man and his divine cock. We pray that you bless and make holy his sperm."

At that the two women straightened and walked on their knees to Tyrone. They lifted his cock together and displayed it to the crowd, then each took a side and licked up and down its length. Their red lipsticked mouths and white faces contrasted with his growing ebony rod.

Then they sucked his balls and cock head until he was enormous and displayed him to the congregation, again to more gasps. Reverend Case spoke to them, "Yes, my friends, gaze upon God's creation." He said to the two women, "He's ready. You may begin."

The women in red rose and laid Tyrone back onto the black robe covered alter. A small black pillow was placed under his head, and then one woman stood at each side. They began sensuously licking and kissing all over his body, his arms, his legs, his chest, and occasionally one would suck his erect cock, while the other rubbed her ass, and tits and pussy against him, moaning suggestively. Then one kissed him passionately while the other sucked him deeply. Tyrone groaned loudly, and the congregation groaned with him. The blondes looked toward Reverend Case, and he nodded.

One slithered on top of him, tits and cunt visible and sliding against his thighs and chest, with her white ass gleaming under the lights, red corset against her lily-white skin and long blonde hair. Fuck, it was hot! She faced the congregation and sat on his face. The congregation buzzed with excitement as she rocked her cunt and ass on his mouth.

Reverend Case nodded again, and the 2^nd woman slithered up to his cock. With both feet on the alter at Tyrone's sides, she stood facing the congregation and slowly lowered herself to the head of his ebony cock. She closed her eyes and sat inch by inch lower and lower on his cock, slowly engulfing his black rod in her white pussy. She groaned and the congregation groaned with her. Women were stroking hard cocks in the seats, and here and there one went down for a quick taste, then sat up to watch the red women and Tyrone.