The Devil's Wiccan
My name is Lily Helm. I'm blonde, eighteen, well almost in a couple of days that is and very aphrodisiac. I intend becoming a model and maybe an actress, or even a erotica adept, why not, after all I love sex ? I lost my virginity at fourteen although I had my firstly sexual experience a year earlier but it was with another daughter. My first cousin. Wow ! What an experience that was. It was during school holidays while my buddy Jason was away camping with his school. My cousin Rachel was on her own, her mother and her sire also being away ; my parents suggested that she come and stay with us a few days.
She was darkness haired with piercing hazelnut tree centre. She was a pair of years older than me and extremely fine-looking, at least to me, anyway. She had rather stocky muscular legs but very aphrodisiacal and her breasts were beautifully round. Mine were modest but were still growing as for my leg, at that metre, they were already very well shaped. Our mothers were sis and both extremely attractive cleaning lady so we both naturally inherited their look. As for my brother, he looked more like my father, both tall dark and quite better-looking, and both super lovers, except the first time I fucked my brother, but we'll come to that a little later.
That night Rachel and I were in bed together, both naked I might add ; she told me that I was very extra. I didn't really know what she was talking about but as she looked at my eubstance in the lighting of the full moon drenching the chamber, I was beginning to realize her meaning. We were both lying on our cover and she started to softly stroke me. low my stomach then my titmouse and finally she went down to my bald kitty. Even then, I was shaving it. - I really don't like hair down there, or anywhere else apart from on my head so as I started growing pubic hair around the age of ten, ( I was precocious ) I decided to get rid of it. My mother had taught me the ‘ facts'at a very too soon age but I lacked experience. I was about to gain it that night. - As Rachel caressed my fanny, she naturally turned around my clit and slowly I began feeling flushed all over. I could feel my neck getting hot as well as my human face. Slowly I was starting to experience flushes everywhere. Suddenly, as Rachel was circling my clit, it happened, my first real climax. I felt like an galvanizing current running all through me, giving me hot and dusty shivers but in such an pleasurable way While Rachel was making me come, I was playing with her breast. Her pap were hard and I leant over and kissed them, before I began to breastfeed them. Mmmm, it was marvelous. I was
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so excited, it was enraptured, what an experience. Rachel turned to me and asked if I'd liked it and of course I answered with a big"Yes"!
‘ I told you, you were peculiar, but I didn't say why,'she explained.
‘ I heard you but I not sure I'm going to like the explanation.'
‘ You will. You're like me slight sister.'
‘ What ?'
‘ Yes, we are baby and not cousins.'
‘ How do you mean ?'I had a strange and weird notion about this.
‘ OK, Rachel, I'm all ears, but don't differentiate me something that'll upset me. I'm not on
very good terms with my dad right now so…'
‘ Stop fretting, you'll love life this,'she interrupted.
We sat up on the bed and she started telling me one of the groundless narrative I'd ever heard. However, she did say I'd love it and she was right. My genuine father was very different from the one who was married to my female parent and our mother knew it. This was going to affect my completely life but what a lifespan I was about to gustatory sensation. She told me that I'd have to wait about a class to fall behind my virginity and it would bechance in the strangest way but again, I would have intercourse it. I'd be in control the whole clip, but I couldn't guess it would be with my brother until the day I had the visual sense I was waiting for.
My next major experience was that very one. It was with my brother Jason. He was already quite a macho-man while I was still a Virgo. phonograph needle to say we did it again various metre and I was more and more in want of sex. I needed to sense a man's phallus inside me, so why not my comrade. I knew exactly when I ovulated and when it was serious for me to own sex or not. I didn't take the pill yet but I was careful about who could approach me. I used to lure him into my bedroom and make him horny so to such a point he couldn't resist me. I know, I'm a cunt and we are a strange family, and you have no idea, how strange ; you'll soon find out.
The day of our inaugural time is one I'll always remember. Our parents were out and my brother needed some paper for his computer. ( I keep all the paper in my way because I print more than anyone else in the family line. ) I'd made sure there wasn't any left in the printer and I knew he needed to print some stuff for his school. My plan was set.
He entered my room as I was lying on my bed with just a short-circuit transparent pink nighty, and carpet heights heel mule. I pretended not to notice him as he called to me while I was reading a magazine.
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‘ Hey Nikki, have you taken all the newspaper again ?'
‘ What did you say,'I asked as I rolled over revealing my puss under my
transparent. At the Lapplander clock time I place my right foot flat on the bed, which made my calf and second joint muscles swelling and my soft skin radiancy under the ceiling lamp. I knew I was irresistible from his point of vista. My pussy was in full stack under my give see through negligee. Jason just gaped at me for a second. He'd never really seen me like that. In general, I hung around in jeans when he was there but this was a special occasion.
‘ I was asking if you had some paper,'he solicited in a timid way. I was silently
grinning to myself. I never thought he'd be so shy to see his own sis half naked in such a aphrodisiac manner, but there he was still gaping at me.
‘ The paper is in the second draw of the wardrobe,'I answered. ‘ Do you need a
deal getting it ?'
‘ Euh, no I'll find it thank you.'
I got up and walked over to him ; as I knelt to spread the draw, he could see my now
well proportioned round tit and treated pap as well as my naked barefaced cunt between my legs as my thighs protruded from the sozzled nighty. I handed him the newspaper publisher and took his bridge player bringing him back to the bed where I lay, pulling him over me.
‘ No !'He complained, ‘ We can't, we're pal and sister.'
‘ So, we're safe. I'm not ovulating and I do desire to sleep together what a penis feels like
inside me so come along and don't be such a sissy.'Although he was fighting it, his shaft was hard and I knew he wouldn't resist me very long.
‘ Are you sure it's all right ?'He posed.
‘ Don't worry about it. Do you want me or don't you ?'He didn't really know what to
solution, he was stumped, and it was obvious he did want to have sex with me but our Judaeo-Christian upbringing prevented him from accepting what he considered an abnormal occurrent. When Rachel had told me I was special she did explain why. I was just beginning to infer and loved every moment of it.
I pulled Jason nearer to me and pushed his rima oris open with my lingua. I rolled it around his as I could feel his member temper even more inside his pants. I rolled over placing him under me, as if I'd done this all my life. I slowly undid his fly ball and fetched his rod out of his underpants ; he was un-strapping his whack with difficultness so I pushed his fingers aside and did the job myself in a very cool manner. Jason was
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starting to sweat and pant a little and I realized that although he'd often told me he'd already had sex with several women, I had the distinct feeling he was still a Virgin. Rachel had told me that I would lead the whole meter and it seemed as though she was right. I pulled down his trousers and underpants grabbing his shaft at the same time. He put his handwriting on my pap and came up to figure out my mamilla. Scheol it was good.
‘ Ah yeah, slight brother keep on it up, it's terrific, I love it.'He then put his hands on
my thighs and throw his cock into my mouth. I started sucking it greedily but I could feel he may occur before entering my pussycat. I took it in my mitt and shoved it into my cave. It was magnificent, really breathtaking. I felt a lilliputian pain in the neck for a few arcsecond but then it became satisfying. I started coming and going circling around his penis. He was giving out OOOs and AAHHs and suddenly I felt his warm juice enter me. I didn't have the orgasm I was expecting but he got off really well. He pulled out completely satisfied but I knew that I was now, as my sister Rachel had told me, a daughter of Satan and my life was about to begin. The rip from my vagina was rich with Hell's essence.
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I knew I had a special mission to become fully fledged but didn't yet know what it was. Before I did go out and exchange church government minister with Satanic Sex - what I would instruct later - I had to perform a Dedication Ritual thus becoming a dead on target living girl of Satan.
I picked a beautiful moonlit dark, a full moonshine of class and it happened to be the night of Beltane, the 30th of April. Some people call it Walpurgis nighttime but in fact Walpurgis was a ideal therefore, to be avoided at all cost. Beltane is really may 1st, but from the 30th, at midnight and on, it's OK to observe ; I therefore took that opportunity to perform the ritual in the way Rachel had explained it to me. As it was taking place I could feel great warmth creeping into me. At that point I knew that Prince of Darkness himself had come to piddle passion to me. I suddenly had a rapturous climax. As I was performing the ritual, I could palpate it gently growing. This is how it happened.
I'd set up a dark and beautiful Satanic Lord's table. I'd placed two black-market taper on either side. One was to represent Beelzebub and the former Lilith, the succubus or Sex Goddess. I'd also placed various symbols representing the elements. I lit the taper and recited the Ritual. I cut the index finger of my left-hand helping hand as my full cousin had
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prompted me to do and signed my name with my lineage on the parchment on which I'd written the ritual in the first place. It was at that very moment that I experienced the most incredible climax ever. I dropped the pen I was writing with as my blood just seeped from my fingerbreadth, and felt my clit with it. Then it just happened. My button was bulging, my nipples were laborious, and my snatch was wet. I could feel a variety of presence inside my vagina and a improbable blue-eyed man appeared before me. He had late blue optic and pocket-size horn on his pass. He was dressed in a Andrew Dickson White and red gown. He was exactly how I'd always imagined Lucifer to be. He pushed up and down slowly but steadily and as I was getting hotter and hotter, he came full bam. The copulation lasted various mo. His sperm was so hot, as opposed to what people oecumenical say. You always record about Satan's sperm cell being cold, that is totally untrue. He then looked at me and smiled.
‘ My child, you are truly of my rip and are now immortal.'He whispered softly.
‘ You can not die, only transform. You're mission is the most pleasant one, you could possibly imagine.'I looked at him in admiration and understood at that precise moment, exactly everything Rachel had told me. I'd made sexual love with my Padre and yet was the early one also my dad or was my parentage a mystery ? I thoroughly enjoyed it and was gear up to get down again, but I was somewhat perturbed all the same.
‘ Please Father, consume me again, I'm yours forever.'
‘ No my baby ! Your mission is to win over the men of monotheist churches to our
manner by making them give way to enticement. You will love this military mission and will become very significant in the hierarchy of hell. He then smiled at me and all of a sudden, he turned into my physical sire. I realized I'd made love with my dad who was also Beelzebub. Still smiling, he vanished. My intellect was then filled with details of my mission but also complete confusedness. However, I was ready and was prepared to action my designation to perfection.
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That morning, I got up knowing exactly what I was going to do. I put on thin pink lip rouge and slight eye shadow. I then carefully chose my clothes. I picked out a small very low-necked red tank top display my knocker with my nipple pressing up against the cotton. No bra, of line. Then I chose a thin red micro kilt showing my ramification right up to the hips, and of grade, no pants either. Finally, I slipped into my
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red high bounder political program. I looked myself in the mirror and loved what I saw. If I were a boy, I'd be heavily just looking at me, if you see what I mean. My mother was out doing some shopping and my beginner, the homo one, I think - well whatever - was at the billet, as for my brother Jason, he was out somewhere ! I was all set. The sun was in high spirits in a rich wild blue yonder sky and my hunt was on.
I sauntered down the street swaying my pelvic arch, and very quickly arrived at my first stop. It was a huge grey dull looking church. The main door was open and people just strolled in and out at will so I knew I wouldn't have any trouble entering the edifice. I stepped inside. It was huge and stark. It had big arch on the sides and tumid paintings and statues everywhere. The house painting represented what they called stations of the cross and in some ways looked quite sensual ; that Ebionite did bet quite a man but I wasn't here to admire sexy painting of their Jesus, I was here to sleep together a non-Christian priest. A few the great unwashed were kneeling on Bench up near the altar and at the spinal column of the church building were the confessional cubicle. There were a few parishioners waiting to go into the cubicle so it was obvious the non-Christian priest was in there.
I walked up to the side benches and sat down. There was an old woman next to me. She turned and glanced at me in a disapproving way so I just grinned at her and get across my legs. As I did so, my thigh and calve muscles glowed making me seem even more suitable. A man came to sit the other side of meat of me and as he peeked at my legs, I looked at the protuberance in his trouser. I grinned at him uncrossed and track my legs over again. His eye almost popped out of their sockets. His hired hand came very close to the rear end of my second joint on the bench. I could see he was hoping but my charge was with the non-Christian priest. I turned to count at the old woman but she was gone, my turn was next so I gently moved closer to the man and touched his leg with my knee.
‘ I'm Lily, I started, and I've been a blue girl and that's why I'm here.'
‘ Oh !'answered the man, a little stun. ‘ Maybe we could me naughty together ?'
I giggled at him, and though how immature and probably inexperienced he seemed ; I didn't have clock time for pricks like that, but I did sleep together to loosen. I settled myself on the work bench a short respectable thus bringing my kilt up even more. I then took his hand and placed it on my knee.
‘ There, is that right ?'I asked. ‘ Maybe you can get along now, I continued, releasing
his paw and touching his cock.'
‘ Oh yes !'He groaned it's wonderful. I realized he was ejaculating in his pants ; his
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head was back and his eyes closed and it was obvious he was coming while caressing my knee and amphetamine second joint. His paw went as far back as my pussy thus noticing I wasn't wearing any step-in. Suddenly a comment came from behind, it was another older char who'd noticed the unscathed scene with reprobation. I turned and looked at her giving her the two-finger salutation. She screeched even more. The early old lady had just left the confessional booth so I stood up and stepped inside still giggling at the guy who'd just come in his drawers. How ridiculous, I thought but I was gear up for the priest and my seductive power was immense ever since Satan had strengthened me. If I could make a man wank in his trousers on a workbench in a church building without even trying, reckon what I could do to a priest in a confessional putting my whole mind to it. I knelt down in the booth and closed the door.
‘ Bless me father for I have sinned,'I started. I knew the oral communication by heart so I could proceed without any mishap but I suddenly changed the words.
‘ My last confession was before I lost my virginity and now you, are going to
fuck me.'
‘ What !'He exclaimed. ‘ What in God's name are you talking about ? Who are you
anyway ?'
‘ Your natural endowment, and please don't contumely me by referring to god. Just flavor at my ramification and
you'll understand,'I whispered succeeding to the small window between the two booths. I leant forward and brought up my left human knee so he could see. As I looked at him I passed my moist knife along my mouth. He could see me in detail. I noticed how he was perspiring all of a sudden.
‘ Well father, do you want me here and now, it'll be the lone chance you'll
have ?'
‘ No, I'm a priest, get out of here,'he shouted coming back to reason.
‘ No, you are going to realize love to me right now,'I whispered in my most sensual
voice. Then something happened. I noticed bulge in his groin and knew he was getting, difficult but that wasn't all. He was sweating more and more. He'd taken a handkerchief to his face and he'd loose the top of his cassock. Most priest nowadays don't wear them anymore but this one, who did appear pretty untested, belatedly twenty maybe, was more than of the traditional type and he wore the usual black cloak with, in my persuasion, nix on underneath. I was about to ascertain out. He suddenly leaped out of his cuboid and opened mine ripping off his cassock. His stopcock was sticking up and as he approached my face, I knew I was winning. I took it in my rima oris and started
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sucking. I could find out the grumble of voices outside. Everyone had watched the scene but no one dared interfere. His penis was warm and expectant as he forced it down my throat. I could look at it but I wanted him to come in my pussy, not in my mouth. I pulled away and stood up turning to face the wall of the cubicle. I bent over and he thrust his rod into my pussy from behind. He was groaning with pleasure as he was coming and going. As for me, I was pleased to be able to possess him in this way. He had no theme of what was really happening. I decided to talk through one's hat it so I gave him some OOOS and AAAAHHS and it fully satisfied him. After a few knickers of contentment, he ejaculated entire blast and drenched my cave with thick semen. It occurred to me he probably hadn't masturbated for some clock time. But this metre was the substantial thing for him. He had just fucked a seventeen-year-old Satanic Witch. He stood up and looked down at his dripping shaft wondering what he had done.
‘ Yes sire, you have just sinned,'I started, ‘ and Satan now holds you in his grip.'
‘ What !'He enquired ridiculously. It was as if he didn't really know what had taken
place, like a kid accused of stealing biscuits and denies it.
‘ You've just made love to a seventeen-year-old Satanic Witch and your cum
has sealed a pact with Satan.'
‘ Do you mean that I am now a Satanist or something ? A kind of son of Beelzebub ?'
‘ the pits no ! You are just a tool, my father will use for the downfall of your Christian church,
then he will swallow you up like a simple puke. In no way are you a member of hellhole's big family but from now on, you are rejected by your own kind. Was the sex good ?'He didn't answer. I smirked at him opened the booth door and walked out of the church past the people who were now all grouped around the confessional booth. As I got outside, I laughed out aloud and walked back down the road, knowing that all the men in the neck of the woods were goggling at me. What a touch sensation of king, I was experiencing.
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My next block was half a mile away. I often noticed the minor miserable and insignificant mosque that was standing on the corner of the main street and a gloomy side street. I'd never been inside but I could imagine it wasn't the best of places to fuck. Nevertheless, that's where I was heading. I knew by schooling that Moslems take aim off their shoes before entering the mosque, but that wasn't such a good idea as
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far as I was concerned. My high school heels were most important part of my seduction kit. ( Hey, nice phrase ). I had to recollect quickly and then the solution appeared of its own accord. In the face street, there was a Moslem emptying his kitchen bin into the primary codswallop bin on the sidewalk. The side doorway to the mosque was therefore capable. Having his back to the heart-to-heart street where I was standing, I thought the opportunity perfect. I took off my platforms and ran past his rachis and whipped into the building concealing behind a cupboard near the inner door. How wry, I didn't want to take my chopine off to stay on in whole tone with my womanhood and there I was racing barefoot in the street so as not to be heard. Still I was in and I was free to propel around. I put my pumps back on and opened the back up door just as the cook was returning. I was glad to get out of that kitchen too, what a mephitis. He was probably preparing mouton or something, euuhhh ! ! !
I walked along a corridor and came to a enceinte wooden decorated door. Strangely enough, there was cipher about so I just pushed it receptive and stepped inside. It opened into the main mansion. There, rightfulness before my eyes was my next victim. An imam was praying on his mat. He had his backrest to me, and since there were matting everywhere, he didn't get a line me glide path. I came up behind him and in my most seductive spokesperson I spoke softly in his hairy ear.
‘ hi ! I'm lost,'I whispered. He turned so libertine that he almost hit my cunning little
nose with his beard.
‘ Who are you and what are you doing here ?'
‘ I told you I'm lost,'I repeated as I bent over him giving him a full view of my tits.
My nipples were hard and my skirt was shortened by my position. The backs of my thigh were slightly curved and my calfskin were slightly bulging wonderfully, which all in all, made me irresistible for a bearded guru like him.
‘ How can you be lost ? You shouldn't be in here anyway. How did you get in ?'
‘ I just pushed a door outdoors, and here I am.'
‘ To start with, film off your shoes, you are insulting Allah.'
‘ If you like, I'll do more ; I'll take my skirt off as well ’.
‘ What !'I didn't wait for him to understand, I knelt in front line of him and grabbed his
hardened cock under his jellaba, putting my stifle just under his beard.
‘ semen on Mohamed spring in, you know you want me.'
‘ No, this is not a woman's place and you must not stay.'As he spoke, he glanced
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along my pegleg and up my skirt noticing my smooth privates with no panties.
‘ Oh ! You are not wearing any…'
‘ Sshhh !'I interrupted putting my finger's breadth on his lips. ‘ Come on, open you jellaba and
give me your cock.'He was stunned by my speech communication, but was nevertheless in my tycoon. He took off his garment and I pulled down his thick black underpants. He was panting and could hardly wait as he jumped on me, not giving me time to strip down. It didn't matter, I just pulled up my skirt, and my wet fanny was ready to receive his semen. He thrust his dick into my pussy and started to come and go. The trick was working. underworld was he big, as luck would have it my cave was large enough to welcome him. It didn't take him long to come, he spilt his succus after a few seconds and it lasted about five or six seconds. I'd had undecomposed men but looking at him, it seemed as if a hulk like that could do better.
He pulled out and closed his optic as if he'd just lived exaltation I know I hadn't
but that was my mission. He didn't expect what was coming next.
‘ AAAHHH, that was so secure, it is Allah who sent you to me today. You are
forgiven for interrupting my prayer and also for not taking off your horseshoe, but delight next sentence, call me first and we will be able to stay longer together.
‘ Sorry chum but you've got it all damage ;'I started as I stood up, leaking the remainder
of his spunk on the floor.
‘ What ? I don't understand.'
‘ It's very simple, Mohamed.'
‘ My name is not Mohamed,'he argued becoming angry at the Same time. It was
as if he could approximate something was coming right at him.
‘ This is how it is ; there isn't going to be a next meter. We're not seeing each other
again, and it isn't Allah who sent me. This was the just metre you'll ever fuck me and in fact it's not quite that way either. I'm the one who fucked you. I'm a Satanic beldam and now that you have poured your scummy spunk into me, you belong to Satan for the repose of your life.
‘ What ?'
‘ Is that all you can say,"what"? You don't have a lot lexicon do you
Mohamed. I'm going to take the air out of here and leave you to your miserable petition knowing that you and your Allah are hopelessly doomed. You are food for thought for Lucifer now.'He suddenly burst out at me and started yelling in Arabic. I just looked at him and smiled then started laughing out loud as I strolled out through the front door
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stamping the background with my platforms and swaying my hips as I went. There were a few bearded men near the entrance. They stared at me in such a shocked manner, as the imam was still yelling out obscenities in Arabic language. I just kept on laughing as I reached the outer doorway. I was out on the street and it was still early. Two down and one to go I now had to find a synagogue.
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I knew the Jewish section was at the diametrical end of the town to the Muslim quarter so I had quite some way to go. I haled a cab knowing it would take me ten minutes at the most to get there, unless the taximan wanted to make love of trend. That didn't bother me but I didn't want to get to the synagogue too late so we'd have to do it quickly.
It took us seven hour actually and the hack driver was a cleaning lady so that was that. She dropped me in front of the main door, which strangely enough, was open. It seemed that Satan was always there to open the doors for me so I certainly didn't want to let him down besides I was enjoying every bit of this.
I walked inside and looked around. There was no one to stop me from visiting and yet I didn't particularly look Jewish, with my undimmed blond fuzz and fair complexion, not to name my more Indo-European characteristic, but cipher asked me what I was doing there. It didn't take long for me spot my next victim. Behind some Bench there was an Ashkenazi rabbi talking to a dyad of people, all I had to do was wait a few moment and I'd be on my prey. I didn't have to expect very long ; the two people shook hands with him and left after a mates of transactions. I approached the rabbi who wasn't particularly surprised to see me.
‘ Could we go somewhere to peach rabbi,'I announced in my most innocent vocalisation. ‘ I
have to confess something to you.'
‘ Certainly my nestling,'he answered in a reassuring way. ‘ You have met a Jewish
boy and like to win over to our way of life but your parents don't O.K., is that it ?'If he knew how far from the truth he was, he would have kicked me out with no far ado. We walked to his office and went inside. He went to his desk and I locked the threshold behind me. He sat down and looked at me with longing eyes. I knew at that moment, I was his overlord, or mistress should I say, in this case. I approached the desk and looked at him in the eyes.
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‘ It's your day rabbi. I'm your natural endowment. You can do whatever you want with me.'
‘ I beg your pardon,'he started. I don't understand.'
‘ You will.'I leant forward on the desk and kissed him on the lips opening them up
with my tongue. He returned my kiss and started taking off his pitch blackness coat as he stood up. I couldn't believe how easy it was each time. I climbed onto the desk and spread my legs so he could see my damp pussycat. His cock was toilsome and throbbing only he was cut, just like the imam but here it was very visible. The imam had so often hair everywhere I could hardly see his dick. Bit hard for masturbating I guess, but I didn't really care. The rabbi grabbed me and thrust his phallus into my twat but I didn't want him to roll in the hay me like that. I'd decided that he would have a blowjob. I pulled his tool out and shoved it in my mouth. I started sucking as his eyes closed. It was obvious he was enjoying it but not as much as he would have done in my twat. It didn't take long for him to come. Hell it was serious. His warm spermatozoon in my mouth was just like swallowing oysters or a fluid egg. I pulled away and looked at him with a cute smile.
‘ That was so unexpected and so good,'he said staggered. ‘ Maybe we could start
again sometime.'
‘ Forget it Abraham. This is the only fourth dimension you'll ever have sex with me. You've just
handed your church, body and somebody over to Satan.'He looked astonished, not quite getting the point.
‘ You are finished broncobuster. I'm a seventeen-year-old Satanic Witch and you, having
come in my mouth, makes you food, for Beelzebub and the Demons. Your church worldwide is now about to lessen thanks to you. Hahahahahahahahaha.'I turned around and walked out of the temple laughing. I was feeling so peachy. I'd got them all.
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Across the street was the fair-haired man I'd had sex with during my Dedication Ritual, who in the end turned out to be my don. But he was without the small horns on his straits. As he looked at me, he smiled with great satisfaction.
‘ You have come through marvellously,'he announced quietly as he walked over
to me. ‘ You are truly worthy of the monarch butterfly of Hell. Be welcome among us.'I was so pleased to see him and the compliment went straight to my heart as well as my pussy, which was so dampish after this lively morning.
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‘ I thank you so much for the compliment ; you make me feel really great.'I looked
up at him and kissed him sensuously on the mouth. He pushed his tongue between my back talk and as I rolled mine around his, I could feel his workforce caressing my stage under my chick. It didn't bother him that we were out in public in nominal head of a synagogue with its main door wide open. I wasn't really caring either but I did want to be more comfortable. There was a humble alcove just behind us so I pushed him into it, and down onto the ground opening his flies at the like time. I then sat on him with my legs astride of him. His irradiation was sticking straight up so as he continued to caress my branch up under my doll, I sat on his cock and let him penetrate me as far as he could. Hell, it was so near. His tip was on my G daub. I started feeling thrill of pleasure all through my dead body. I know I was giving him everything I had, and he was loving every second of it. But he was giving me supreme pleasure He may be the baron of Hell, but what a Male he was. I was going up and down as the sexual climax was slowly beginning to happen, and as it burst out in entire gas, that's when he also came, and what a loading. It lasted a whole minute of arc ; it just didn't seem to end as for my orgasm that was really acute. Hell ! ! I savoured it ; it was rapturous.
‘ I love you so much my lord and father.'
‘ And I, my child have sex you to the Sami extent. I will now take you to the place you
have longed for, all this metre, and you will suit The Goddess of Sex, dear Lily or should I now call you LILITH ? For you, Lily Helm, are veritably Lilith of Scheol. Come let us go. You have regained your natural position in this life as well as in all the others.'
We stood up, looked at each other and that's where I noticed that we weren't in front of the synagogue any Thomas More but above the three church building simultaneously with the three clergy top dog looking so stupe that they gave the impression that they were completely lost and still wondering what had happened to them today.
As for me, I was off to snake pit to become the new Goddess of Sex !
Loki Grondwitch