Editing Reality

Book Three: Naughty Fantasies Unleashed

Chapter Five: Naughty Church Delights

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this.

Steve Davies

I turned my minivan into my church’s parking lot, an eager ache rippling through me. I had made such interesting changes to my daughters and son. I had given them all gifts, and I was curious about what would happen when they were around strangers.

Gravel crunched beneath my car’s wheels. I felt this amazing rush as I turned into a parking space. I killed the ignition and my family, minus Becky, piled out of the car. I stretched and adjusted my tie. My gray suit jacket rustled around me, flapping and fluttering in a small wind. Linda walked around the car in her dress, showing off a nice amount of cleavage while still looking classy. Her red hair fell in a delicious shimmer about her face. She took my arm, her eyes a little distant.

She looked lost in thought.

Well, there was a lot to think about. Today, I was editing our entire town of Rainier. I was sure she was thinking about the various things I could do. I wanted my edit to be perfect. I was going to rely on my entire family to give their input.

Sam swept around and took my other arm. My daughter smiled with impish glee as she did it. She clutched me, her green eyes bright, her short, red hair swaying about her face. Her skirt swirled about her lithe legs. Her tongue flicked across her lips, making them gleam.

We strolled ahead towards the front door, my excitement mounting. My son came behind us, escorting his two girlfriends. There were a few flights of stairs and then I was opening the door for my women, ushering them inside.

The buzz of conversation spilled through the air. People were moving about the worship hall, threading through pews, talking and catching up. Evaline, a Korean beauty, made a beeline for us, a look of determined passion on her face. Sam broke away from me and darted for the nearest woman, a busty redhead named Caelie Dudley, and grabbed her cheeks.

My daughter planted a hot kiss on the woman’s lips right there in church. Normally, that would cause a stir. Our church was fairly progressive when it came to homosexuality, but seeing two women kiss in the middle of the worship hall should cause issues.

It didn’t.

Caelie gasped when Sam broke the kiss. She fanned her face, blinking her eyes. The next guy she slept with would breed her. Sam flashed me a grin, licked her lips, then spun around and grabbed a married woman named Varsha Singh, and Indian beauty. My daughter threw both her arms around Varsha neck and kissed her with hunger.

“Linda,” Evaline said, stopping before my wife. “I was hoping we could talk.”

“Oh, sure,” my wife said to her lover. She broke away from me and hooked her arm around Evaline’s. On the surface, as they walked away, they looking nothing more than two close friends talking as they headed towards a quieter place. My dick twitched and throbbed.

Sam broke away from Varsha, her short hair darting around as she looked for her next woman to kiss while the Indian beauty fanned her face, cheeks bright red. She looked dazed, a tremble racing through her.

My daughter was on a roll as she rushed up to her next person.

A pair of girls, Róis and Dotty, hurried by me, both leaning in to whisper to each other. I taught them both English at Rainier Christian College. I followed their progress as they headed towards my son. I smiled, wondering if he would indulge. Any girl he slept with would find her soul mate. Her true love.

My son deserved to have as much fun as he wanted.

“Mr. Davies!” a girl squealed.

I turned to find Kyleigh standing before me. The naughty nineteen-year-old girl trembled with excitement, her green eyes wide, her black hair swaying about her face. She wore a delicious dress of light-blue decorated with darker blue flowers. Her large breasts swelled her dress. She was just a gorgeous beauty. My first edit was a work of art.

“Kyleigh,” I said, smiling at her.

“Mmm, Mr. Davies,” she said, her voice throaty. “Or is it Mr. Mayor now? Mayor Davies?”

“I’m still your teacher,” I said, my dick hard.

Her eyes sparkled with wanton need.

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Sam Davies

I was having so much fun kissing women and imparting my fertility gift. I love that Daddy had edited me with this. It was so much fun kissing pretty ladies. I sauntered up to Fabiana Fekete, Reverend Colin’s wife. She was a gorgeous, Brazilian woman with this golden-brown skin that had such a naughty glow. She had delicious breasts and a great ass.

“Mrs. Fekete,” I said, drawing her attention from the conversation she and her husband were in.

The beauty turned to me, her black hair sweeping in a shimmering wave around her face. “Oh, hi, Sam.”

I threw my arms around her neck and kissed her hard on the mouth. I felt that tingle in the depths of my nethers, the power that Daddy had given me. I unleashed the fertile energy as I kissed her. She moaned, her lips working against mine, her hands finding my hips. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, swirling around, trembling.

Her husband was right beside her. He glanced at us and then went back to talking with Danilo Mingo and Malcolm Gilbert. They didn’t care at all. It was so hot. I could kiss whomever I wanted. I whimpered into Fabiana’s mouth, loving her.

I broke the kiss. “Mmm, there you are, Mrs. Fekete.”

“Oh, yes,” she panted, her eyes blinking. “Thanks.” She had this look in her eye. I knew that she was feeling that rush to breed. Just like I’d done for Mom this morning. My mom would have another child.

I wondered who Fabiana would choose to breed her. Would it be her husband? Or would she do something naughty and fuck another guy? I licked my lips, eager to spread more fertility. I whirled around, searching for my next target.

I spotted Beatrice Elder, wife of one of the elders. I darted to her. She was a beautiful brunette with a gorgeous smile. She was laughing, those lips beckoning me. I jumped into the middle of the conversation she was having with Nicola Cantrell and threw my arms around her neck. Kissed her.

She had a sweet flavor to her mouth. I cupped her breast with my right hand, groping her as my tongue thrust past her lips. She whimpered into my mouth. Her body trembled against me as I unleashed my power.

“Oh, hi, Sam,” said Nicola. She was young, twenty-one, and engaged to be married.

I broke the kiss and whirled around, leaving Beatrice panting. I smiled at Nicola. “Hi, Nicola. Mmm, you’re looking great today. Nice and fertile.”

“Huh?” she said.

I threw my arm around her and kissed her hard. I thrust my tongue deep into her mouth. I clung to her, darting my tongue around inside her mouth. Behind me, Beatrice let out a little whimper while Nicola trembled against me.

“Sam,” groaned Beatrice. “That… Oh, my, I think I need to find my husband.”

I broke the kiss with Nicola. “Maybe you and Nicola should both see him,” I suggested while my latest conquest panted. “Or go see her fiance. Have fun.” I gave Nicola’s ass a squeeze before darting off.

I spotted Kyleigh fawning over Dad. I smiled. I had seen them fucking a few times. She needed to be bred by Daddy like me and my friends. I was so glad that Tammy, Rita, and Courtney were going to be Daddy’s concubines. My friends would have so much fun with our family.

I rushed up to her, the naughty girl practically throwing herself at Daddy. After I kissed her, she would be dazed and just needing to be breed. I was so excited about it.

I reached them, grabbed Kyleigh by the shoulders, and spun her around to face me. Kyleigh opened her mouth to say something, annoyance flashing over her expression. Before she could object, I planted my lips on the older schoolgirl’s mouth. I gripped her shoulders as I savored her plump lips. My pussy clenched as I unleashed my fertile powers. The tingle raced out of my cunt, rising up through my body, and hit my lips. It flowed into her and…

Rebounded.

I pulled my mouth back. I blinked. “You’re pregnant?”

“I am,” Kyleigh said, bemused. “I’m just not sure if it’s your dad’s or President Atterberry.”

I glanced at Daddy. “Oh, it’s you.”

“Having fun?” Daddy asked me, a twinkle in his brown eyes and an amused smile on his lips.

“Yep!” I said.

I looked around for another woman to kiss when I saw Mom vanish out of the worship hall with Evaline. I should kiss her. She was a deacon’s wife, but she was also one of mom’s lovers. Who would Evaline choose to breed her? Daddy? Her husband? Someone else?

I wanted to dart after them when the reverend went up to the podium and the conversations started dying. People began filtering to their seats. I sighed. I might have time for one more kiss before my fun was on hold while we had boring church. I licked my lips, eager to unleash more fertile delight.

I spotted the perfect girl to kiss.

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Linda Davies

Evaline was a welcome distraction from the temptation in my purse. My mind was swirling around the dangerous opportunity Lilith had given me. My own editing app. One chance to change the world. I knew what she was, a demon, and it frightened me how much I wanted to use the app.

To sin.

My husband had gained his power from the Most High. From God. Though he was given that ultimatum by Sandalphon, he still had almost unlimited power. That irked me that the angel told him one thing he couldn’t do. My fingers itched to use my phone, but… but…

I hated this. I was locked in this turmoil. It would have been better if Lilith didn’t give me this choice. I wanted to delete it from my phone, but what if we needed it? What if I could use it to help us out and…? And…?

“Mmm, I haven’t seen you all week,” Evaline said as we left the worship hall behind, heading into a small hallway that led to some classrooms and restrooms. “I’ve missed you.”

“Well, you know, had to get ready for my husband’s inauguration,” I told her, glancing at my Korean lover. She was a petite thing, small breasts and a narrow waist, her skin a lovely shade of pale-olive. Her long hair was raven black and so sleek. “Sorry.”

I had seduced her right before my trip to Vegas. She went with me to see my friend and lover, Marissa. What a wild weekend that had been. Evaline had blossomed into lesbian passion. She had reveled in it, cheating on her husband with relish.

“I’m going to make you pay for that,” purred Evaline as she pulled me into a family restroom. It was a larger one but single-use.

“Oh?” I asked.

“I’m going to eat that pussy of yours and make you cum so hard you won’t ignore me like that again.”

A hot shiver ran through me. “Mmm, that was wicked of me to ignore you.”

Evaline nodded, her slanted eyes glowing. She locked the door behind us. My pussy clenched beneath my skirt. My lover let out a wild moan and then launched herself at me. She threw her arms around my neck as she kissed me with hunger.

She pushed me back to the counter. She pressed my rump into the edge. I kissed her with hunger, reveling in her passion. Her hands cupped my face. Her fingers caressed me. She stroked me as our tongues dueled and darted together.

Through small speakers in the ceiling, I heard church starting. A wicked shudder ran through me at being so naughty at church. I kissed her hard, my tongue caressing hers. I savored the taste of her, the scent of her flowery perfume filling my nose.

My newly bred pussy melted. My juices flowed. If I was wearing panties, they’d be soaked. Instead, my thighs were coated with my cream. I shuddered in delight, reveling in this moment. It was all because of my husband editing me. The old me would have longed for this, but never indulged.

The editing app had changed everything. It had given us such a wonderful life. What could I do with mine…?

Evaline broke the kiss. “Mmm, what was that?”

“Huh?” I panted.

“There at the end, you started relaxing.” Evaline’s hand cupped my large breast through my dress. “Are you getting bored of me?”

“Sorry, sorry,” I said, focusing on her. “Just got some weird news. It has me off-balance.”

Her tongue flicked across her pink lips. “So you need something to distract you, huh?”

I nodded, my heart pounding. My dark-red hair brushed my shoulders as her fingers slid across my breasts, the fabric of my dress pressing across my nipple. I shuddered, my toes curling. I whimpered as her thumb slid up to my nub and massaged it.

“Mmm, I know just what you need,” she said. Her hand slid down my waist to my skirt. She started pulling it up. “You need a nice, hard cum.”

“Yes, I do,” I groaned, a big grin sliding across my lips. She slid it higher and higher. “I hope you can deliver.”

“You taught me everything I know.” A wicked twinkle gleamed in her almond-shaped eyes.

“Yes, I did. Show me everything you’ve learned. Make me explode and…” My eyes fell on my purse sitting on the counter beside me. I opened it. “And I’ll record it. Send it to Marissa.”

“Ooh, you’re so wicked, Linda.” Then she shoved my skirt up and over my hips. “No panties to church? We’re you eager to see me.”

I winked at her as I pulled out my phone.

I turned on the device, punched in my passcode, and… Froze at the sight of the editing app icon. My heart clenched as Evaline knelt before me. Her hands stroked me up and down my thighs as I trembled.

“Mmm, yes, yes, film me eating out your cunt,” moaned Evaline. “Just thinking about it is making me so wet.”

“Yeah,” I said, my fingers wanting to hit my camera app.

Evaline’s lips kissed up my inner thigh. Her lips were hot. I shuddered, this heat rippled up my flesh to my pussy. My heart clenched, the tension rippling around me. My eyes were locked on that app, the inverse of my husband’s.

I tapped it.

The app opened as Evaline kissed higher. Lilith appeared in all her busty glory, her silver hair swaying about her hungry face. Her eyes gleamed as she flicked down to Evaline’s head moving closer and closer to my pussy. Then the demon looked around her at the bathroom.

“In a church… Mmm, you are naughty, Linda,” Lilith purred, her hands sliding up to cup her large tits. “Just soiling it with sin.”

I shuddered then gasped as Evaline’s mouth reached my pussy. Evaline’s tongue darted through my pussy, her lips nuzzled into my auburn push. I groaned, my breasts heaving as the pleasure rippled through me.

Evaline had studied my teachings with enthusiasm. Her tongue stroked with skill, touching me in all these naughty places. I shuddered, whimpering moans bursting from my lips as her tongue fluttered around my clit, her hands stroking my thighs.

“Mmm, you love this, don’t you?” Lilith moaned, unseen and unheard to Evaline.

“Yes!” I moaned.

Evaline’s eyes twinkled up at me. She thrust her tongue into my snatch with such bold and assertive passion. Her tongue darted around inside of silky snatch. I groaned and trembled, my entire body asking as she caressed my pussy walls. My head tossed back and forth, my hair dancing around my shoulders. My breasts bounced and heaved as the pleasure built.

She was so hungry for me. She wanted to remind of her skill. My free hand grabbed her black hair. I gripped her, holding her to my pussy. Not that I needed to. She was feasting on me with such hunger. The married beauty’s tongue fluttered through my labia. She nuzzled her lips into my clit.

“Oh, yes, this is what you crave,” purred Lilith.

“Uh-huh,” I moaned.

“Satiating your pleasure.” Lilith’s right hand drifted down from her large tits and to slide down her body. Her fingers danced over her flesh, moving lower and lower to her shaved twat. There was such a wicked gleam in the demon’s lavender eyes. “Indulging your desires for women worshiping you.”

“Oh, yes, I love that,” I moaned.

Lilith laughed as Evaline purred, “Of course. Mmm, and this?”

I gasped as she sucked on my clit. I shuddered at the hot contact. I groaned as her tongue kept darting around my bud. My toes curled in my heels. My body trembled. My rump clenched as the pleasure flowed through me.

“That’s perfect,” I groaned. “Oh, yes, Evaline.”

She sucked harder while her hand slid up my thigh. She brushed her thumb through my bush. I trembled, my eyes squeezing shut. I trembled as she stroked my pussy lips. She caressed me, teased me with her thumb.

Then she jammed it into my pussy.

My cunt squeezed around her thick digit. I groaned and gasped as the pleasure flowed through me. She brought me closer and closer to exploding. Her thumb pumped in and out of me, teasing me while her tongue danced over my bud.

“Yes, you could have this,” Lilith moaned, her fingers plunging into her cunt.

“What?” I gasped.

“Ooh, this isn’t enough?” asked Evaline. “How about this?”

She ripped her thumb out and then thrust three digits into my pussy. I gasped and bucked, my tits bouncing and heaving. She pumped them in and out of me. My head tossed back and forth. Stars rippled before me as she sucked hard on my clit, her trio of fingers thrusting deep into me. She stimulated me, teasing my pussy walls.

“Oh, yes, that’s enough!” I gasped. My legs kicked and spasmed. My heart pounded in my chest. My head tossed back and forth. “Evaline!”

“You could have women worshiping you,” purred Lilith. “You could be a queen, reveling in this passion. All those beautiful women on their knees loving you. Eager to eat your cunt. Here. At your home. Anywhere you want. You could be a goddess. One little edit.”

I gasped, my pussy clenching around those three fingers. Lilith’s voice purred in my thoughts. My body bucked as my orgasm exploded through my pussy. A vision of hundreds of women all dressed in sexy harem garb, all waiting to please me with their mouths, their fingers, their pussies, their tits, their asses. They held naughty toys to use on me. For me to use on them. Beautiful mouths, sultry eyes, and gorgeous bodies.

“Goddess Linda,” they moaned in my mind. “Let us worship you.”

“Oh, my fucking god!” I howled as the pleasure slammed through my body, rushing out of my climaxing twat.

“Yes, yes, yes,” groaned Evaline, her fingers pumping in and out of spasming cunt, stirring me up. She sucked hard on my clit.

Lilith moaned with me while in my imagination, all those women begged for my lust. My mind melted. Stars burst across my vision. My tits heaved as the waves of delight surged through me. Juices gushed out of my convulsing cunt, squirting out around her fingers, bathing her face. My spicy musk filled my nose.

“It can be yours,” Lilith purred as I thrashed through my orgasm.

My finger slipped on my phone. I closed the app as the pleasure raced through me. Lilith vanished in mid-orgasm, her large breasts heaving. I gasped, dropping my phone on the counter, my body bucking hard.

“Mmm, see,” Evaline moaned. “See the wicked things I do for you.”

“Yes,” I moaned, my eyes fluttering. “Oh, Evaline, I… I…” My fantasy gripped me. Temptation squeezed around me. “I wish we could, but… but… We have our husbands. They have to be first.”

“They do,” she whimpered, “but I miss you, too.”

I nodded. My husband had to come first. I was his wife. I swore to be his. I wanted to support him. I couldn’t use my wish selfishly. It came from a demon. I had to do something that would help my husband fix the world.

He had this power, and we would change everything. One city at a time would be slow, but…

How many edits would he get if he had an even more powerful angel than Anael and Jophiel on his side? If I could figure out Sandalphon’s real name so Steve could edit the dangerous angel, then I wouldn’t even need to use the app.

It was too dangerous. I couldn’t give in. Couldn’t trust it or Lilith.

“Mmm, now let me love you,” I moaned to my friend.

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Becky Davies

I smiled at Daddy flirting with Kyleigh when Sam darted up and kissed the girl. My sister was a good kisser. I shuddered as I broke away from my lover and her mother. I was going to head over to my father as the reverend headed up to the podium.

To my delight, a flushed-faced Fabiana Fekete stepped up before me. The reverend’s wife was a Brazilian beauty. I had ideas of seducing her. Mom had failed to do it. The reverend’s wife was a hundred percent straight. It sounded like a challenge to enjoy.

“Becky,” Fabiana said, her eyes falling down on my cleavage. “My, this dress you’re wearing. A little daring for church.”

“Is it?” I asked, feeling the interest in her eyes. I had a dream that my tits were magical, and I believed it the way Fabiana stared at them. “I mean, you seem to be liking it.”

Fabiana’s cheeks blushed darker. “Well, you do have some lush breasts. But this is church. You should be a little more modest.”

“And deny you the pleasure of looking at them?” I asked as people began to sit down. I looked around. “If you’d like a better look at them, we could find somewhere more private.”

A shudder ran through the reverend’s wife. Her tongue ran across her lips as her husband was beginning service, going through some opening announcements and preparing for the beginning prayer. His sexy wife trembled before me.

“Just imagine them exposed,” I purred. “Seeing my tits with nothing hiding them. In all their youthful beauty.”

“They are beautiful,” groaned Fabiana.

My nipples throbbed hard. My smile grew as I took her hand. I brought it up to my breast, letting her cup me right there in the church. Her finger squeezed into my flesh, sending a wicked delight through me.

Tonya and her mother passed. My friend and lover glanced at me and winked. She understood my desires for older women. I loved Daddy, and Tonya and her mother were quite special to me, but I had my mother’s lusts. Seducing sexy beauties was something I had reveled in since losing my virginity. The more conquests I had, the more confidence.

And now with my tits drawing women’s gazes…

I would have so much fun.

I backed away and Fabiana followed. She squeezed my breast, gripping my tit. She massaged me as I led her towards the hallway. Mom had just vanished through there with her lover, now it was my turn. The opening prayer began, the reverend’s voice echoing around me as I led his sexy wife out of the worship hall.

Her brown eyes were glossy with lust. The moment the door closed and we were alone, her other hand shot to my tits. She squeezed them, kneaded them. Her tongue darted across her lips. She shuddered as she groped me. My pussy drank in the pleasure.

“I’ve never noticed how beautiful breasts could be,” moaned Fabiana. “Your sister kissed me, and she got me so horny, and then I saw your tits and… and… Becky. You know your mother tried to seduce me once.”

“How naughty of her,” I purred, my hands grabbing her wrists, pulling her hands to my breasts. “You should have let her.”

“Maybe I should have,” Fabiana moaned. “I never had been with another person than my husband until after that. I took other men into my bed because I had discovered things that day. Your mom opened my eyes, but not to women” She squeezed my tits. “You, Becky, are just gorgeous. I know it’s sinful, but I want you.”

“What’s stopping you?” I asked, backing her up to a small office. No one would be in it. I reached behind her and twisted the handle. “What’s stopping you from indulging.”

“Nothing!” she moaned as the door opened.

Her hands hooked my bodice and tugged down hard. My large breasts, unencumbered by a bra, popped out. My sensitive nipples throbbed and ached, exposed to her hungry gaze. I groaned. Even that little brush on my nubs had my pussy melting.

Her hands gripped my breasts. She squeezed and kneaded me. She raised my tits, hefting them. Her head turned from side to side, her eyes flicking from one hard nipple to the other. Her fingers dug into my flesh as she let out a whimper like she couldn’t decide which nub to suck on.

“They’re just perfect, Becky,” she moaned and then darted her head in.

I gasped in delight as her mouth engulfed my left nipple. The reverend’s wife sucked hard with passion. I groaned, my head tossing back and forth. My pussy clenched. It felt connected to my amazing nipple.

I could cum just from nipple play.

I whimpered as she suckled with such hunger. The reverend’s wife surrendered to her passion. Her mouth sucked as much of my nipple and areola into her mouth as she could. She nursed with passion, my pussy clenching.

“Mmm, yes, yes,” I purred, my hands stroking up to her round tits. I squeezed the Brazilian beauty’s breasts. Her nipples poked hard through her bra and dress. “Just enjoy. Suckle to your heart’s content.”

She mumbled about my nipple, her words lost. My nipple throbbed. I whimpered and groaned, savoring her wicked touch. Her tongue danced around my nub. She sucked hard, nibbling, reveling in the delight. Her hands clenched and kneaded my tits, sending other tingles down to my snatch. My cunt drank it in.

My pussy grew wetter.

Juices ran down my thighs. I squeezed them together, massaging my clit as this beautiful woman nursed from me. I loved married women. They made exciting partners to make love to. Her husband’s voice echoed from speakers. He had no idea she was nursing on me.

Her mouth popped off my nipple. “Becky!” she groaned. “Oh, Lord, I am just so horny. I wanted my husband to fuck me, but… but… Your tits are amazing.”

I smiled as she buried her face between my tits. Her black hair caressed against my nipples. The silky strands teased me. Rapture shot through me as she nuzzled back and forth. Her tongue licked at my inner slope, stimulating me.

She climbed up my right breast, making my pussy clench. My tits were so wonderfully sensitive. Mom or Sam or Tonya didn’t seem to have tits that gave them as much pleasure as mine. I didn’t even need my pussy touched. I could be happy just having my nipples sucked.

“Your tits are perfect,” groaned the reverend’s wife. Her tongue lapped to the pinnacle of my tit, caressing my areola and then flicking my nipple.

My entire boob jiggled.

“You are amazing, Becky,” she moaned. “How have I never noticed these breasts before?”

I winked at her.

She shuddered and then engulfed my nub. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut, reveling in the feel of her hungry mouth about my nipple. She sucked and nibbled. A wave of wondrous heat washed through me. My hips wiggled from side to side. This delicious pleasure surged through me as she suckled.

Her tongue danced around my nub. She stimulated me, teased me. I groaned, my pussy clenching. It felt so naughty. I bit my lip, whimpering as she sucked hard. The pleasure rippled through me as she teased me with her wicked touch.

Her hands squeezed my breasts as the heat built and built between my thighs. My braided hair swept down my back as I groaned. My moans mixed with the singing now coming through the speakers. Worship service was underway.

And it was sexy. I loved it.

I trembled, my heart racing as the reverend’s wife brought me closer and closer to my climax. Her fingers found my left nipple wet with her saliva. She pinched it. Kneaded it. She twisted and tugged on it. I gasped, my pussy clenched and relaxed, juices soaking through my bush to run down my thighs.

“Mrs. Fekete!” I groaned.

“Fabiana!” she gasped, staring up at me. “Please, I’m sucking on your nipple. Not so formal.”

“But isn’t it hotter when I call you Mrs. Fekete?” I moaned. “You’re the reverend’s wife, and you’re going to make me cum.”

She let out a wanton, hungry purr. Her golden-brown features twisted with passion. She engulfed my nipple, sucking hard. The pleasure jolted down to my pussy. My thighs squeezed tight, massaging my clit, adding a little spark of bliss to the mix. I shuddered, whimpered.

Came.

My pussy convulsed. Juices gushed down my thighs. A hot flood of my passion rippled out of me. My head tossed back and forth as the bliss soared through me. I groaned and gasped, savoring every moment of her wicked mouth nursing on my nub.

Ecstasy flooded through me. I squeezed her tits through her blouse as she nursed on my nub. Pulses of pleasure shot down to my convulsing pussy, sending new surges of rapture through my body. My mind drowned.

“Mrs. Fekete! Yes!”

Her lips popped off my nipple. Awe shone in her eyes. “Are you cumming?”

“Yes!” I moaned and claimed her mouth. I kissed the reverend’s wife with hunger as my body trembled through my rapture.

Her tongue danced with mine. She whimpered and groaned against me, her hands kneading my tits as my orgasm hit its peak. I hovered there, floating in wondrous bliss, then sank down into dizzying euphoria.

I savored the taste of her mouth while her hand massaged my breasts. I shuddered, her fingers brushing my areolas. Another ripple ran out of my pussy. I whimpered and then I broke the kiss. I smiled as I stared at her.

“Mmm, now it’s my turn to make you cum,” I purred.

“Oh, Lord,” she moaned, her accent growing so thick. “Yes! I need to cum! Until I can fuck my husband, I need something to take the edge off.”

I licked my lips in delight.

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James Davies

I smiled at the two giggling girls. Róis Ó Scolaidhe and Dotty Holmwood were whispering to each other as they stared at me. My girlfriends, Ruri and Orihime were chatting nearby, both looking gorgeous in their Sunday best, Ruri in a girlish dress with a pink sweater she wore open over it. Orihime had on a tight blouse tucked into a bell skirt, the blue color complimenting her eyes and orange hair.

“I’m doing it,” I heard Róis whisper. Then the Irish redhead broke away from Dotty and stepped up before me. “Hi.”

“Hey,” I said, my dick twinging. I swallowed, my eyes flicking to my girlfriends. They were watching me. They knew what was going on. Were they angry? They didn’t seem angry and… Orihime flashed me a thumbs up.

“I, uh…” Róis blushed scarlet. “I just… I want to find my true love… So… so…”

The reverend was taking his seat. Becky was leading off Mrs. Fekete towards the side hallway while Dad was taking his seat with Kyleigh at his side. My dick throbbed. Blood pounded through my veins at what Róis was asking.

“You want me to…” I arched an eyebrow, my ears burning. This new power Dad had given me was something wild.

Róis nodded, her fiery hair dancing about her face. “We could… After church…”

My dick throbbed hard. I opened my mouth to say something when my little sister darted up and threw her arms around Ruri. Sam kissed my petite girlfriend with hunger. Ruri stiffened and then melted into the kiss.

I blinked at that, my lust surging through me. It was so hot and… and… I pulled Róis to me as the reverend was getting everyone to settle down. “If you want it, it has to be right now.”

Róis shuddered. “I do. I want to find my true love so… so… Let’s do it.”

My cock throbbed as I pulled her towards the back of the church, leaving Orihime giggling in the background while Ruri let out strange mewling sounds. I caught a glimpse of my petite lover clinging to busty Orihime. Ruri’s cheeks were scarlet while Sam had this smug look on her lips. Then she whirled around and darted for the pews.

I opened the back doors, leaving the worship hall and stepping outside, my dick lead in my jeans. “Around back,” I said, eager to fuck her.

“Outside?” Róis gasped, her body shaking. She stared at me with dewy lips. “Maybe…”

“You want true love?” I asked her as I led her down the steps.

“Yes!” she moaned. “Oh, god, I do. I really, really do!”

I smiled at the husky pleasure in her voice. My cock was so hard. My dick twitched and throbbed. I wanted this so bad. Róis was a sexy beauty. I could enjoy her one time and ensure she had happiness for the rest of her life. Then I could go back to my girlfriends. They were supportive. They were created to love me.

Róis was just someone to fuck. To enjoy. To satiate my hard cock.

“James,” groaned Róis as I led her around the church, her voice throaty. “I can’t believe we’re doing this, but… but… I want that happy ending. I want to find him. My soulmate.”

I smiled, my dick throbbing. “You will. My cum will bless you.”

“I know!” she squealed. “The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew. It was like a revelation.”

I grinned at her as I led her behind the church to one of the AC units. It was a large, metal box a few feet from the building. I could hear muffled singing bleeding through as I pressed Róis towards it. I pushed her over it. I groaned as she did, loving the way her white skirt molded to her rump.

“You want it bad, don’t you?” I asked, rubbing my cock through my slacks.

“Yes!” the Irish schoolgirl moaned. She was my age, nineteen and sexy.

“Show me!” I commanded, reveling in her need for me.

She didn’t hesitate to flip up her skirt. We had privacy back here, the church hiding us from the road, the trees and bushes planted around the edges of the lawn. All of those screened us. Still, someone could catch us, and here she was exposing the pair of white panties, several lines of ruffled lace crossing her perky rump. Then she hooked the waistband of her panties and shoved them down, exposing her fiery bush.

The sweet scent of pussy filled my nose as her panties dropped down to her knees, bunching there. She worked her legs wider apart, her panties stretching. I groaned, my dick throbbing as I stared at how wet she was, pussy cream glistening on her red strands.

“Please, please,” she moaned. “James, give me that blessing. I want to find my soulmate!”

I undid my belt as she trembled before me, her rump wiggling back and forth. She was so eager for it. My dick twitched and throbbed as I fumbled to open my slacks. My zipper rasped then I pulled my cock free.

“You want this in you, huh?” I asked her, smacking her rump with my cock, watching her firm cheek ripple.

“Yes!” she moaned. She looked over her shoulder at me, cheeks burning bright, eyes dewy and green. “Fuck me so I can find my true love!”

Whoever he was, I would always know that I’d fucked her first. That my cock had enjoyed her pussy. That she’d begged me.

I slid my cock down from her rump to nuzzle the end of my dick into her fiery bush. I groaned at the feel of her silky hairs caressing the crown. I rubbed up and down her pussy, her juice soaking my tip. I groaned at that wonderful heat, her creamy passion coating my spongy crown.

“Ram it in me!” she moaned. “Fuck me! Give me that cum! Bless me, James!”

I thrust into her cunt.

I groaned as I sank into her juicy pussy. Her head tossed, fiery hair dancing. Her pussy squeezed about me, massaging me. I drew back my cock and then slammed back into her. I rammed to the hilt in her again and again, her butt-cheeks rippling and jiggling.

I leaned over her, planting my hands on either side of the metal box. The breeze rose, carrying with it the scent of pine. Her hair ruffled as she whimpered and moaned. My cock hammered into her tight pussy, feeling the massaging grip of her twat.

“Oh, yes, James,” she moaned, her cunt squeezing around my cock. The friction swelled. “Give it to me!”

“You want me to spurt into your twat?” I demanded.

“Oh, yes!” she moaned. “I want your cum in me! I know I’ll find my true love then!”

“Yes!” I snarled, my cock slamming hard and deep into her. I buried to the hilt in her, reveling in the feel of her about me. Her pussy gripped me, massaged me. “You’re going to spasm on my cock and milk me dry.”

“I will!” she moaned, her juicy pussy massaging me.

Her hips wiggled, stirring around my cock as I plowed her. Róis gasped and moaned. It was so hot for one of the sexiest girls at my college to want this. There weren’t many hotter. Kyleigh. Nikkole. Maybe Hannah Crisp with her pierced nose.

I rammed into Róis hard. How many other girls would want to find true love? I bet a lot would. The beauties of my college would be begging for my dick, willing to do anything for the chance of receiving their happily ever after.

I grinned, thrusting hard and deep into Róis’s cunt. I savored every bit of her twat massaging me. That wonderful, silky grip of her pussy embraced me every time I plunged into her. My balls smacked into her flesh, our moans echoing behind the church.

“James! James!” she moaned, sounding delirious with rapture. “Oh, Lord, you feel good in me. You’re going to make me so happy!”

“I will!” I growled. “You’re going to find your true love. Your prince!”

“Yes!” she squealed.

Her pussy grew hotter. She humped back into me, her fiery hair dancing about her face. She threw looks over her shoulder, green eyes smoldering. Her mouth opened in wanton moans while her pussy massaged my cock, bringing me closer and closer to erupting.

My balls tightened. They smacked into her bush, caressed by her silky pubic hair. The pressure built and built, my cum eager to explode into her and give her that happy ending she craved. I grinned at my power, the heady rush building through me.

“Oh, my god, James, yes!” she howled.

Her pussy went wild about my cock. Her flesh spasmed and writhed. It was this amazing delight. This wonderful experience. A heady rush shot through me as I thrust into her again and again. I plowed her hard. Fast. I buried to the hilt in her cunt, savoring the amazing grip of her young pussy convulsing around my dick.

“Beg!” I snarled.

“Cum in me!” she moaned. “Please, please, spurt your seed in me! I need it!”

“Yes!” I growled and slammed to the hilt in her.

My flesh smacked into her rump. My balls cracked into her clit. The spasming delight of her pussy rippled around my cock. The pressure soared to the tip of my dick. I threw back my head and growled my triumph to the world.

I flooded Róis’s delicious cunt with my jizz.

I fired blast after blast of my cum into her wanton pussy. Her flesh spasmed harder as she cried out in ecstasy. Her head tossed back and forth while my spunk spurted again and again in her. I blessed her with my seed while the rapture slammed into my mind.

The intense orgasms surged through me. I growled and grunted as her pussy milked my cock. She wrung me dry, her wanton cunt hungry for every drop. She craved it. The AC unit groaned beneath our trembling bodies.

“James, James, thank you!” she moaned. “Ooh, I’m going to be so happy.”

“Yes, you are,” I panted, my heart thundering. “You’re going to meet Mr. Right and be happy.”

“Make me happy, too!” a new voice howled.

I threw a look over my shoulder to see Dotty racing up, her auburn hair flying behind her while her large tits bounced in her tight sweater. A hungry look flashed across her plump lips as she came up beside us.

“I need my true love, too,” she moaned.

“Dotty!” Róis shrieked. “Eww, you were watching us?”

I just pulled out of Róis and said, “If you want your happy ending, Dotty, then suck your friend’s juices off my cock.”

How far would these girls go?

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Linda Davies

As I knelt down to eat out of Evaline’s pussy, her thick bush adorned with her tangy juices, I knew what I had to do. I had to convince my husband to edit Sandalphon. I needed to be subtle. I couldn’t browbeat him or nag him. I had to guide him.

That was what a good wife did. She nudged her husband to make the right decisions. It was sexy when your man was in charge, but sometimes he needed a little guidance. I knew my husband. He wouldn’t want to cross the dangerous angel. It was a risk.

But one we needed to take if we were going to transform the world. Once we figured out Sandalphon’s name, and I’d led Steve into editing him and bringing the powerful angel to our side, nothing would stop us. Once we ruled the world, I could have my harem of women. Steve would give them to me.

I didn’t need the demon’s treacherous app at all.

Smiling, I buried my face into Evaline’s pussy and ate her wonderful twat with gusto.

To be continued…

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