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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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Friday, June 15th, 2074 – Queenie Glassner – Ashland, OR

I kissed my new wife with a greedy passion. I had no idea what her name was, but she was gorgeous. Her flaming-red hair spilled around our faces as we kissed. I stared into her green eyes, lost to this wondrous heat she sparked in me. The redheaded beauty cupped my face with tender fingers.

Her kiss sizzled with her beauty, stirring fires throughout my healed body.

I felt amazing. The fever was gone, and the throbbing ache in my leg had vanished. I was healed by my wife. Reina sobbed in the background while Rex comforted her. Sarah’s hand found my breasts, squeezing them. A hot tongue licked at my nipple.

Sarah was so delightful.

I broke the kiss and gasped, “What’s your name?”

“Aoifa,” the redhead purred before our lips met again.

Aoifa…

I hadn’t had sex since I’d been shot in the leg several days back. None of us had. The passions of my husband and wives must have built up. Now they were unleashed. I squirmed as Sarah’s mouth sucked harder, her teeth lightly grazing my nipples, adding a bit of pain to the pleasure. I gasped and moaned, squeezing my thighs together as I squirmed on my back.

Aoifa knelt beside me, her tongue dancing through my mouth. I shuddered, Sarah’s tongue hungry on my nipple. She sucked. I moaned into Aoifa’s sweet lips. The redhead was gorgeous, her touch setting me on fire.

“She’s whole,” Reina whimpered, her voice thick with emotion.

“Yes, she is,” Rex growled, my husband sounding thrilled.

Strong hands pushed my legs apart. Rex’s whiskered cheeks kissed up my thighs. The rasping delight made me tingle. I shuddered in delight as he neared my pussy. Every kiss brought him closer and closer.

I moaned my anticipation into my new wife’s kiss. Rex climbed higher. My pussy clenched. I thrust my tongue deep into Aoifa’s sweet mouth as my husband approached the furnace blazing between my thighs.

“Yes!” I moaned into my redheaded wife’s mouth as Rex’s lips brushed my vulva. His whiskers scratched at my sensitive labia. I shuddered as his fingers pried me open, exposing my pink folds to his hungry mouth. “Oh, yes!”

Aoifa pulled away. “Is our Lord Husband pleasing you, my wife?”

“Lord husband?” I groaned.

“He is a demigod,” Aoifa smiled. “Us mortal women are honored to be taken as his bride.”

“I took you as my brides because I love you, Aoifa,” Rex growled. “I’m no different than you or Queenie.”

“But you are,” Aoifa insisted. “Along with Reina and Sarah. You’re His children.”

“Doesn’t matter,” Reina moaned and snagged Aoifa.

My brown-skinned wife pressed the pale Aoifa down on her back beside me. I smiled in delight as the redhead shuddered, her breasts quivering. Reina pushed Aoifa’s thighs apart, a look of hunger crossing Reina’s face.

“Mmm, you’re already shaved,” Reina purred. She stroked her finger up and down Aoifa’s bald twat. “And Rex is right. You’re our wife. That makes you just as special as us.” Reina’s eyes widened. She lifted up her fingers, pearly cum gleaming on her dusky digits. “I see Rex has fucked you already. So that’s why he snuck off.”

“He had to wake me from my slumber,” Aoifa explained as Reina dove into her pussy.

I lifted up to watch my wife lick through Aoifa’s messy slit, scooping up our husband’s cum. Reina feasted on her twin brother’s incestuous spunk flowing out of the redhead’s pussy. It was so exciting to view. Especially with Rex nuzzling at my own cunt.

“Enjoy her, Reina,” I moaned.

“I am,” Reina panted. “Mmm, my brother’s cum is so yummy leaking out of you, Aoifa.”

“I’m pleased,” the redhead said and smiled at me. “Aren’t we fortunate to have them eating us?”

“Definitely,” I moaned as Rex devoured my pussy.

His lips were hungry, and I bucked into his whiskered cheeks. I ground on him, my shaved cunt drinking in this wonderful pleasure while Sarah kept sucking at my nipple. She danced her tongue around my nub, adding delight to the pleasure churned up by my husband.

“Oh, yes, husband of mine, keep licking me,” I moaned, humping against him. “I love it.”

Sarah popped her mouth off my nipple and smiled at me, her blue eyes twinkling. All of Mark’s children seemed to have inherited the same blue, playful eyes. She proffered up a round breast, her dusky nipple beading with her milk. “Thirsty?”

“So much,” I moaned and opened my mouth.

Sarah brought her milk-laden breast to my lips. I wrapped them around her nipple and suckled like a hungry babe. Her mother’s milk flooded into my mouth. That sweet delight, with the aftertaste of melons, ignited my taste buds.

I shuddered on Rex’s mouth as I drank her treat down with hungry gulps. Pleasure rippled through me. Milk warmed down to my belly while heat flooded up from my pussy. Rex devoured me. I groaned around Sarah’s nipple, loving this delight.

I was alive to experience it.

Sarah cradled my head. The milk poured down my throat as I savored every sweet, creamy treat. Rex devoured me. He growled into my cunt. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him staring up at me with such hunger.

Watching me nurse must be exciting him.

I suckled with passion on Sarah’s nipple. I bucked into his hungry mouth. His tongue swirled through the depth of my cunt. He fluttered around inside of me while his fingers caressed my lips. Pleasure rippled through me. I loved it, squirming and nursing.

“Mmm, that’s it,” Sarah purred. “Oh, brother, she’s such a hungry delight.”

“She is,” Rex said. “Damn, I’m glad I can eat this pussy. And do this.”

I gasped about Sarah’s nipple when Rex thrust a pair of digits into my cunt. My pussy clenched down on him. I sucked hard on Sarah’s nipple, my hips bucking in delight. Pleasure rippled through me. I suckled with hunger, enjoying it.

“Sweet Reina,” Aoifa, moaned, trembling beside me. Reina devoured her, eating Rex’s cum out of Aoifa’s twat.

Rex pumped his fingers fast and hard in and out of my pussy. He gave me such naughty and wicked sensations. The pleasure swelled inside of me. I whimpered, my heart hammering. I nursed and suckled with hunger on Sarah’s nipple, gulping down her milk. My cheeks hollowed.

The pleasure swelled inside me. Rex thrust faster, his tongue drumming against my clit. Sparks burst, feeding my growing orgasm. I felt so good. Beside me, Aoifa moaned and thrashed, her own orgasm building, too.

“That’s it,” Sarah cooed. “Ooh, yes, yes, drain all my milk.”

My mouth popped off Sarah’s nipple. “It’s so good!”

Sarah’s head darted down. She sealed her mouth on mine. Her tongue darted out and gathered up the milk from my lips. I shuddered into her kiss as Rex fucked his fingers faster and faster in and out of me. His lips sucked on my clit in between his tongue’s drumming flutters.

“Oh, yes, yes, thank you!” Aoifa moaned and her hand found mind.

We held each other as the twins devoured our cunts. I groaned into Sarah’s kiss, on the verge of my orgasm. Rex sucked hard on my clit. My pussy clenched down on his plunging fingers. The stimulation was incredible.

Aoifa squealed beside me as my orgasm exploded through me.

My hips bucked against Rex’s as my climax rippled through me. My body heaved, my pussy convulsing around Rex’s fingers. My juices gushed out of me. Rex groaned. He licked and lapped them up. He feasted on the gushing cream.

Aoifa’s hand gripped mine as she screamed her pleasure out. “I’m cumming, sweet wife!”

I broke the kiss with Sarah, turned my head, and kissed Aoifa as my body was racked with bliss. My orgasm burned through me, my pussy clenching down on Rex’s fingers as my juices flooded into his hungry mouth. Aoifa squeezed my hand hard, moaning loud into our kiss as she creamed Reina’s mouth.

I kissed Aoifa hard, my tongue dancing with hers. This wild heat surged through me. I groaned, my head tossing back and forth. The pleasure rippled through my body. I groaned and gasped, my eyes fluttering as the pleasure surged through my body.

My pleasure peaked. I hit that wonderful plateau.

I sank back into blissful delight. I broke the kiss and stared up at the ceiling of the tent, panting.

“Oh, my,” Aoifa smiled. “Was that breast milk I tasted on your lips?”

“Uh-huh,” Sarah grinned, hefting her other tit. “And I have more right here. Want a taste?”

“I would be honored to drink from your breast, Holy Sarah.”

“Just Sarah.” She laughed. “You’re my wife, Holy Aoifa. You’ve been chosen as the mighty Rex’s fourth wife. Our own father groomed you for us.”

Rex rose from between my thighs, his cock rock hard. He gripped my hips, pulling me down a few inches so my pussy rubbed on his cock. “Yes. By my power as a demigod, I declare Queenie and Aoifa to be holy by marriage. You both are paragons of womanhood and elevated to our august position.”

Reina snorted, her lips smeared with pussy juices. “Where did you learn the word paragon?”

Rex seized his twin sister’s black hair and yanked her close to him. “I guess it was rattling around in my subconscious.”

He kissed her and thrust his cock into my pussy.

I shuddered in delight as my husband entered me. My twat squeezed down around him. He buried to the hilt in me. I shuddered, his balls smacking into me. He growled into Reina’s lips as he savored my pussy.

He drew back and renamed into my juicy cunt again and again. My large breasts jiggled from the impacts. I squirmed and bucked into his thrusts. I locked my legs around his thrusting hips and savored every inch of his cock.

I wanted to stay like this forever.

“Straddle Queenie’s face, Holy Aoifa,” Sarah moaned. “And nurse from my divine breast.”

“Mmm, yes, wife of mine.” I smiled at Aoifa. “Let me taste your pussy. I love to eat pussy.”

“She’s a pussy slut,” Rex laughed after breaking the kiss with his twin sister, his dick plundering my cunt.

“Once she had a taste of my pussy, she couldn’t get enough,” Reina agreed.

I smiled, remembering that day nearly a year ago when Reina seduced me by the Truckee River. “Oh, yes. Let me pleasure you, Aoifa.”

“I love your offer, Holy Queenie,” Aoifa groaned. She rose and deftly straddled my face, her shaved twat hovering over my mouth. “I’m so thankful you’ve made me holy, husband.

“Every woman my cock fucks is holy,” Rex grunted, slamming his dick harder into my pussy.

As Aoifa settled her cunt down on my lips, Reina laughed, “Even that whore that you bought?”

“Even her,” grunted Rex, his cock plunging hard and fast into me. “Mmm, she was a feisty vixen.”

“So feisty,” purred Reina.

Aoifa moaned as I licked through her hot cunt. My tongue parted through her folds, gathering up her cream. She had a sweet pussy, fresh and pure. I thrust my tongue in deep as she squirmed on my lips.

Greedy Reina left me no cum to enjoy, but I savored Aoifa’s pussy anyways.

I licked at her slit and sucked on her petals, eager to give my new wife such pleasure. She saved my life. I wanted to make her cum because she was so wonderful. The moment I looked into her eyes, I fell in love.

It was a magical moment.

“Drink deep,” Sarah purred.

I shuddered on my husband’s cock as I heard Aoifa suckling at Sarah’s teat. Aoifa squirmed on my mouth, grinding her pussy on my face. The naughty sounds she made as she nursed had my own cunt clenching about Rex’s thrusting cock

I was glad she enjoyed Sarah’s sweet milk.

I thrust my tongue deep into her pussy, swirling it about as she ground on my face. I moaned into her twat, eating her as Rex hammered his thick cock into my pussy. He buried deep and fast. He plundered my cunt, driving me wild.

It was an incredible delight to enjoy. I whimpered, my cunt clenching about this big, thick dick plundering me. I shuddered, my pussy gripping Rex’s hard cock while my tongue plundered Aoifa’s sweet pussy.

“Damn, that is hot,” groaned Rex, his strokes slamming into me. His pubic bone ground into my clit. Sparks burst through me every time that happened.

“Uh-huh,” purred Reina. Her hands cupped my heavy breast and then her mouth suckled on my nipples.

I moaned into Aoifa’s pussy as the pleasure swelled through me. Reina suckled at one nipple, and Sarah’s fingers found the other. My pussy screamed in delight as Rex stirred me up. I bucked and shuddered as the pleasure swelled through me. My tongue swirled through Aoifa as they teased me.

I shoved out my hands. One found Sarah’s thighs. I slid up her leg to cup her wet pussy. She pinched my nipple as I thrust a pair of fingers into her cunt. My other found Reina’s stomach. I slid up to her small breasts. I squeezed one, grinding my palm into her nipple.

She moaned as she sucked on mine.

Rex thrust his cock in and out of my pussy. I shuddered as I pleased all four of my spouses. I feasted on Aoifa’s cunt and fingered Sarah’s tight twat. I pinched Reina’s nipple while Rex fucked me harder. Faster. I moaned into Aoifa’s cunt, loving this.

An idea struck me. If Mark and Mary placed Aoifa into his children’s path, had he place me, too? Maybe I was destined to be Rex and Reina’s spouse. Born to writhe in Rex’s harem with all his other three, beautiful wives.

I came hard.

My pussy convulsed around Rex’s thrusting cock. The pleasure washed through me, powerful waves that swept through my mind. Rex groaned as he fucked hard into me. I moaned my bliss into Aoifa’s pussy.

“Shit!” gasped Rex as he plunged his cock into my pussy. “Queenie!”

“Cum in her, Rex,” moaned Sarah, her pussy squeezing around my fingers.

“Yes!”

His hot cum pumped into me. A moment later, Aoifa’s juices gushed into my mouth. I moaned as I lapped her up, my orgasm raging through me. My pussy milked Rex’s cock while the rapturous waves carried me higher and higher.

I hit the pinnacle of ecstasy, loving my wives.

This was where I always wanted to be, in the midst of my spouses. We would love and pleasure each other for the rest of our lives.

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Chasity “Chase” Glassner

I wasn’t surprised by the loud moans coming from the twins’ tent. Queenie was definitely healed, and the celebratory orgy raged strong an hour later. They were a horny bunch and would have fit right in at the mansion.

Sister Stella sat down beside me on the log. “Aoifa is a Warlock.”

I nodded, putting my arm around her shoulders.

“I need to exorcise her.”

“She can be useful,” I countered.

“We’re marching to stop your parents.” Sister Stella’s arm slipped around my waist and her head leaned on my shoulder. “Who knows what traps your parents left in her. They placed her in our path for a reason.”

“To heal Queenie,” I answered. “My father cares about his children.”

“You know that’s not true. He fathered a thousand bastards. He never gave a fig about most of them.” Sister Stella turned her head. “Many of his children were sex slaves. Did you know that? Diane Harmon, the Bishopress of the Southeast Asia District, kept a stable of sex slaves, all daughters of Mark. She collected them, and your father didn’t care.”

“I bet my sisters were happy.” I smiled. “Some women enjoy being slaves, and Diane knows how to give that pleasure. Sarai always loved being her slave.”

Sister Stella shook her head. “You were raised in that disgusting environment.” She glanced at the tent. “Your siblings take after your father. How many women does Rex need in his harem?”

“As many as want to be in it.” I shrugged. “They’re all consenting.”

“Are they? Aoifa seems to have bewitched them.”

“So she had a little love spell enchanted on her.” I gave a dismissive wave. “It’s harmless. And she can heal. Isn’t that worth having her with us?”

“And what happens when we reach Paradise and try to stop your parents’ rebirth?” Sister Stella’s gray eyes were intense, reflecting back the silver moon. “She might reveal her true loyalties. She might stop us and allow your parents to be reborn.”

“If she loves Rex, she won’t,” I told her. “I can tell that much. She’s besotted with him.”

“And if your parents left some programming in her that will trigger? Something she can’t control? She might not even be aware of it.”

A loud moan burst from the tent. Reina screamed, “Oh, Aoifa, yes!”

I bit my lip. “You might be right.”

“Exorcism won’t hurt her. She’ll just lose her powers. She’ll be safe. She can continue on with us, or find her own path.”

“I doubt she’ll leave us.” I smiled. “I don’t think it’s entirely magic that made them fall in love. My parents are not above finding soulmates and bringing them together.”

“You think they’re soulmates? All five of them?” Sister Stella’s eyebrows arched.

“My father’s children take after him. He’s a lusty man. How many different demonic powers did he have? How would that affect his sons and daughters? Particularly the last ones he had, like Rex, Reina, and Sarah. Loving more than one person may be imprinted on their souls. And my parents placed Aoifa in our path for a reason.”

“Which is why I need to exorcise her. It’s completely safe. You know that.”

“Do it,” I said, convinced. “But in the morning. Let them celebrate tonight.”

Sister Stella nodded. “They are passionate. Why don’t we retire to our bed and see if we can’t be louder?”

“What a naughty suggestion,” I smiled. “You are such a bad nun.”

“I’m wicked,” Sister Stella agreed and kissed me.

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Aoifa Coughlan

I couldn’t sleep. After seventeen years of slumber, I wasn’t ready to fall back asleep just yet. My spouses were piled around me. We were in a crush of bodies. It was so wonderful. I felt so close. During our orgy, our flesh had become one, the five of us united together into one loving soul.

The Living Gods must be so happy. This was what They had wanted for mankind. To love each other, not hate. A swell of anger surged through me, banishing my joy. The Christians didn’t seem to understand that. They always talked about love, but it had to be their brand of love. They didn’t leave room for alternative types.

They were hypocrites.

“Are you still awake?” Queenie whispered as she lay beside me.

“Yeah,” I answered in a hushed voice.

She pulled my head down to her pillowy breasts. They were a remarkable pair. I savored their softness as she stroked my red hair. “I bet you don’t want to sleep. I know I don’t. I spent the last few days in a fever dream.”

“Why are you traveling with a nun?” I asked. “They’re evil.”

“Sister Stella is quite pleasant,” Queenie answered. “I was raised to think Warlocks were evil. I spent my whole life being preached that someone like you is a devil-spawn. But you’re not. And neither is the nun.”

“You were raised Christian, and yet you married a man who has his sisters as his wives.”

Her hand stroked through my hair. “It was just Reina then. I grew up with the twins. And it was Chase who’d ensured we were married. She intervened when my father found out about us and wanted to kill Rex. People listen to her.”

I smiled. “Because she’s the Holy Daughter.”

“Because she’s Saint Chasity,” Queenie countered. “She killed the Tyrants.”

My good mood popped like a bubble, hatred surging through me. “She was tricked!” I spat out. “And They’re not tyrants. Never say that. You’re married to His children. They’re Gods.”

“They’re not.” Queenie sighed. “Talk to Chase. She’ll tell you all about the truth of her parents. It’s not what the Christians say, and it’s not what the Glassnerians claim, either. The truth about Mark and Mary Glassner lies somewhere in the middle.”

“That’s blasphemous,” I gasped. “I summoned Them down from Heaven. I made a Pact with Them. If that isn’t proof of Their godhood, then what is?”

“They are powerful. But they were just a man and a woman. Human. Like us.”

I bit my lip. I didn’t like hearing that one bit. “They were the Living Gods. People just thought they were humans because the Divine had incarnated in the Flesh. ‘In our lifetime, the World was blessed by the births of the Living Gods. They dwelt among us, living, growing, watching until the time was right to begin their great work and free mankind from the shackles of hate, prejudice, and intolerance.’ That’s from the First Book of Vivian, chapter one, verses one and two. I love that passage. That’s who the Living Gods are.”

“And to free us from the shackles of hate, prejudice, and intolerance, they enslaved mankind with a different kind of shackles. That’s why Chase killed them. To free us.”

“So we could kill each other.” Bitterness filled my mouth, an acrid bite. “So they could burn down and crucify everyone I loved.” Tears filled my eyes. Emotion overcame me as I remembered the horror the night Ashland burned. “We… never did… anything…”

Queenie stroked my hair as I sobbed into her breasts. “You were just a reminder of the old,” she whispered. “They wanted to bury it and start over. But it wasn’t right what they did.”

“I want the Living Gods to come back.”

“Is that why you’re with us?” Queenie whispered. “We’re traveling to Paradise to stop them from reentering the world.”

I froze. “What? They’re trying to come back?”

Queenie nodded. “But Chase wants to stop them. Sister Stella came for her help. We’re traveling along because the twins just want to see their father.”

“But we can’t let Sister Stella stop them,” I gasped.

Queenie gave a sad nod. “That’s what I was afraid of. You’ll need to choose, Aoifa. Between those you love and those you worship.”

“What does that mean?”

“She’s a nun. She’ll want to exorcise you.”

I froze. A croaking whisper escaped my throat, “Please, no.”

“It’ll be fine. Rex and Reina will be with you. We all will.”

I trembled in her arms.

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Saturday, June 16th, 2074 – Rex Glassner

“She must be exorcised,” Sister Stella said as Aoifa trembled behind me. My new wife gripped the back of my shirt. We were ready to travel for the day.

“She’s not a threat,” I insisted, the rising sun shining against the left side of my face forcing me to partly squint.

“Rex,” Chase sighed. “She might be. Our father can be a heartless man to get what he wants.”

“That’s not true!” Aoifa screeched. “The Living God loved mankind.”

“Then why did he unleash the demons upon the world?” Chase asked, anger flashing across her face. “Did you know he freed Lucifer, Dagon, Astarte, Chemosh, and the rest?”

“Astarte…” Queenie whispered. She shook her head, her face furrowing. “She’s… a deceiver.”

“What?” I asked my wife.

“That’s the lies the Christians claim!” Aoifa yelled. “The Living God would never do that.”

“Lilith stabbed my mother with the Mispach dagger,” Chase explained. “It’s a cursed weapon. Anyone so much as pricked with it dies shortly. Only the power she and my father had gathered sustained her long enough for him to save him. She was dying. To heal her, he had to kill Lilith over her body. Splash her with the demon’s blood.”

“And she deserved to die,” Aoifa snapped back. “’And thus did the foul Lilith open the Gates of Hell when she plunged the Mispach into the Living Goddess’s side. A great darkness fell across the earth. The ground trembled in grief as the glorious Goddess lay dying. But the God would not let his beloved Goddess die. Even as Lilith’s triumph seemed complete, the Living God ended her life and saved his Bride.’ The Gospel of April, chapter fifty-one, verse forty-three through forty-five.”

“Lilith did open the gate,” Chase nodded. “But by dying. When my father killed her, he broke the final seal on the prison. And he knew it. But he couldn’t let my mother die. He loved her too much. A billion people died before the Demon Wars ended. Their corpses all lay at my father’s feet.”

I couldn’t comprehend how many people that was. Was my father really that much of a monster?

“That’s a lie!” Aoifa sobbed. “They would never do that.”

“The only selfless thing my father ever did was spare my life,” Chase said, tears pouring down her cheeks. She strode forward and took Aoifa’s other hand. My older sister cupped my wife’s crying face, thumbs brushing away tears. “When I stabbed him in the side with the Mispach dagger, he could have lived. All he had to do was have me killed. I love him so much for that. I watched my father die to free mankind from his tyranny. I won’t let him return. Let Sister Stella exorcise you, and you can come with us. I can’t trust you otherwise.”

She’ll still love me, whispered my subconscious. And I will still love her.

“It’s okay,” I told Aoifa, squeezing her hand. “We’ll still love you.”

Chase nodded. “You’re my sister-in-law, Aoifa. That won’t change. You can still worship my parents. You can believe the sweet lies that are written about them. But you can’t be a Warlock any longer.”

Aoifa looked at me. A strength rippled through her. Her hand squeezed down on mine. “I will submit, Holy Daughter.”

“Chase,” she corrected and then kissed Aoifa on the lips.

I let go of Aoifa so Chase could lead her away. Aoifa looked like a queen, her face stained with tears, as she marched towards Sister Stella. For a moment, it seemed like Aoifa was marching to her death, facing it with confidence.

I knew that was foolishness. Chase wouldn’t let her be hurt.

“It’ll be fine,” Reina promised. “Sister Stella’s a nice nun. She won’t hurt you.”

Sister Stella stripped off her gray habit, the robe she always wore. Beneath it, she had on a thin, linen shirt and jeans. Despite that twinge of fear, excitement rippled through me. I’d never seen Sister Stella naked. The nun pulled off her shirt, baring her small breasts. They looked barely budding, her nipples a soft pink. She looked innocent and erotic all at the same time as her white-blonde hair fell loose about her shoulders. Her hips shifted as she worked her jeans off, revealing a pussy covered by a soft down of pubic hair.

“Strip, child,” Sister Stella smiled. “I’ll make it pleasant for you.”

Aoifa nodded, her freckled cheeks pale as she pulled off her diaphanous gown. Her ass was gorgeous, shaped like a heart, and had a plump roundness that made my cock hard. Sarah pressed up beside me, letting out a throaty moan.

“I know, what a great ass,” I said.

“Are you getting off on watching our poor wife being molested by the nun?” Sarah asked, rubbing at my cock through my pants. I was rock hard.

“I’m afraid so.”

Aoifa sank down to the grass. She turned to face us and locked her eyes on me. Then she stretched out on her back, her round breasts jiggling. Her legs parted, revealing that tasty twat. My cock throbbed as Sarah squeezed it through my jeans.

Sister Stella knelt between Aoifa’s legs, leaning down to nuzzle her face between Aoifa’s delicious tits. Aoifa moaned as Sister Stella licked at her nipple. Her tongue flicked across the hard nipple, making Aoifa’s breast quiver.

I groaned, the blood roaring through my veins. “Damn,” I muttered. “That’s delicious.”

“Mmm,” Sarah moaned. Then she knelt down before me. “It is.”

I couldn’t look away as Sister Stella sucked on Aoifa’s nipple. Sarah unfastened my pants. I shuddered as she reached inside my open fly and pulled out my cock with her gentle fingers. She stroked me, pleasure rippling down the tip of my dick.

“You’re such a horndog,” giggled Reina.

I glanced at her and grinned. My twin sister stood a few feet away, her own jeans down around her ankles. Queenie nuzzled at Reina’s pussy. My sister winked at me as she ground her pussy on Queenie’s mouth.

“You’re one to talk,” I groaned. “We’re our father’s children.”

“Uh-huh,” she purred in delight, her hands wrapped around Queenie’s thick braid.

Aoifa’s eyes were locked on mine as she let out a slight moan. The nun sucked hard on her. My redhead wife quivered. I groaned as Sarah engulfed my cock. She sucked it in her mouth, her tongue dancing around it. The pleasure was incredible.

I licked my lips, unable to look away. Aoifa gasped. She trembled on the ground. She wiggled her hips. Something entered her eyes. A vulnerable fear. My dick throbbed in Sarah’s sucking mouth. Aoifa bit her lip.

“Aoifa,” I said. “Relax and enjoy yourself. It will be okay. She won’t harm you.”

“Yes, my husband,” Aoifa panted. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, squirming on the ground.

Sarah bobbed her head on my mouth as I watched the naughty sight. The nun’s ass wiggled. I groaned, staring at Sister Stella’s slender rump. My cock wanted to experience her just once. To slide into her pussy and fuck her hard.

I groaned as the nun brought her hand between her thighs. Her fingers plundered into the very cunt I ached to enjoy. She didn’t frig them in and out, but held them in like she was soaking them in her juices. A moment later, she ripped them out and brought them up to Aoifa’s forehead.

She drew something there.

“That’s the Mark of Qayin,” gasped Aoifa.

“Yes. To anchor my prayer,” Sister Stella answered. “It won’t hurt you.”

Sarah sucked harder, bobbing her mouth as I watched Sister Stella kissing at Aoifa’s boobs again. My dick ached and throbbed. I licked my lips and groaned as the nun went lower and lower down Aoifa’s body, kissing at her stomach.

I gripped Sarah’s hair as I watched Sister Stella’s tight ass wiggling as she descended, her blonde-furred pussy beckoning me. I had been wanting to fuck her since I met her. This was my chance to be in her. To fuck her.

I groaned as I pulled my cock from Sarah’s delightful lips.

“What?” Sarah asked in surprise.

I nodded my head. Sarah looked over her shoulder at the nun kissing down Aoifa’s body, that blonde-furred muff just begging to be filled with a hard cock. My sister looked back and me and winked, a wicked smile crossing her lips.

As I advanced on the nun, Sarah crawled over to the nearby Chase. My older sister shook her head as I moved up behind the nun. Chase didn’t say a word, though. She had Mark Glassner’s blood pumping through her veins, too. Plus Mary Glassner’s.

No wonder Chase could be such a wild woman.

Chase unsnapped the fly of her jeans and shoved them down. She sat down on a stump, her legs spread wide for Sarah to enjoy. She didn’t hesitate to dive in and lick and suck at our older sister’s delicious cunt.

It was her first time tasting Chase’s pussy. From the sounds of it, Sarah loved it.

I reached the nun and Aoifa’s green eyes met mine. She grinned and then gasped. Sister Stella had reached her pussy. The nun licked at my redheaded wife, giving her pleasure. Aoifa shuddered in delight as I fell to my knees behind the nun.

“Oh, yes!” Aoifa gasped. “Take her, my husband.”

“What?” Sister Stella asked as I grabbed her hips. “What are you doing?”

“Relax,” Chase moaned. “It’s the least you can do. You are exorcising his woman.”

I rubbed my cock against the nun’s pussy, feeling her silky, golden curls against my crown. She was wet from licking Aoifa’s cunt. Sister Stella shuddered, her juices soaking mine. She stared at me over her shoulder, pussy juices coating her lips.

My wife’s pussy juices.

“Fine,” she moaned and pushed back her hips so the tip of my cock slid into her hot depths.

I shuddered in delight as I savored the heat of the nun’s cunt around the crown of my dick. Then I thrust my hips forward, slamming into her depths. I savored finally entering her. I reveled in her hot flesh wrapped around my dick.

I drew back and rammed in again and again. I worked my hips, fucking her hard. Her cunt was tight and delicious. I pumped with vigor, my balls slapping into her clit. Pleasure flowed down my shaft, an amazing delight to enjoy.

“Plunder her, my husband,” Aoifa moaned, delight on her face. Then her body moved, grinding her pussy into the nun’s licking mouth.

“Make my wife cum hard,” I groaned, fucking the nun. “Least you can do.”

“Oh, yes,” Reina moaned. “Make her explode.”

“I will,” Sister Stella panted, her pussy clenching about my dick.

My cock drank in the friction as I fucked the nun faster and faster, driving into her hot and juicy twat. My balls smacked into her clit as this thrill ran through me. It was so naughty. She was supposed to be so pure, but she was my whore.

Every nun is a whore, my subconscious whispered.

I smacked Sister Stella’s ass. “Take my cock, whore,” I growled. “You love it.”

She flashed me a look over her shoulder, her pussy-smeared lips tight with disapproval.

“You know your cunt loves my cock,” I continued, slamming my dick deep into her twat. “You’re so tight and juicy. I bet you’ll cum first. I know how to fuck.”

I slammed my dick in and out of her cunt. Sister Stella buried her head back into Aoifa’s pussy. The nun worked her hips, pushing back into my thrusts. Her pussy squeezed down on my cock, milking me. She was hot and tight.

“Damn, that’s it. Fuck me back. Show us all how much of a whore you are.”

“Rex!” groaned Chase. “That’s my girlfriend you’re talking to.”

“She’s a whore,” Reina agreed. “Listen to her moan into Aoifa’s pussy.”

“Yes, she is! Eat my cunt, whore!” gasped Aoifa. “Eat my naughty Warlock pussy. Oh, yes!”

I reached around Sister Stella’s waist, my hand searching for her clit. My fingers slid through her bush. I found her hot folds and brushed her little bud. I stroked it, massaging her. Her pussy clamped down on my dick when I found it.

I loved it. Her cunt felt like heaven. She moaned into my wife’s pussy. Sister Stella’s hips danced as I rubbed her clit hard. I slammed my cock into her pussy, my balls smacking into her flesh. She grew hotter and hotter.

“Ooh, Rex, fuck her!” Reina moaned.

“Yes, yes, husband!” Aoifa gasped, her pale tits jiggling. She grabbed the nun’s pale-blonde hair.

I fucked Sister Stella hard. Every thrust into her cunt brought me closer and closer to exploding. To flooding her cunt with blast after blast of my jizz. I would flood her. Pump her full of my jizz. My balls smacked into her clit hard.

They brimmed with my cum.

Sister Stella moaned. Her pussy grew hotter and hotter. Juices soaked my fingers as I danced my digits over her clit. Aoifa trembled, building towards her own rapture as the nun brought me towards mine. I needed a little bit more.

Sister Stella’s cunt clamped down hard on my dick. I buried into her, savoring the increased friction. Then the nun squealed. She bucked back into my thrusts, her hot flesh contracting about my cock. Spasming. Juices gushed out of her, bathing my fingers and balls.

“That’s it, whore!” I growled. “Love my cock! Cum like the filthy slut you are! Yes!”

“Oh, Rex, that’s hot!” Reina moaned.

“She’s moaning into my cunt!” Aoifa gasped. “You made her cum.”

I did.

I thrust hard into Sister Stella’s spasming cunt. Her pussy writhed about my cock, bringing me closer and closer to that eruption. She moaned her bliss into Aoifa’s pussy, her hot hole eager for my cum. I savored her heavenly pussy. A shudder ran through my body as I slammed into her depths.

“I’m gonna cum, whore!” I growled. “Time for your hot pussy to get what it craves. Thick, hot jizz.”

“Cum in her, my husband!” panted Aoifa. “Bless her filthy cunt with your divine seed!”

I slammed into Sister Stella and came with a loud grunt. Pleasure exploded out of my balls. Jizz jetted up my cock and fired into her cunt. I gripped her hips as I flooded her convulsing twat with my spunk.

“Fuck, yes!” I snarled, stars bursting before my eyes.

Every blast of cum sent a jolt of bliss through my body. It struck my mind, electrifying my thoughts. I groaned, savoring her cunt writhing about my dick. Her tight pussy wrung out every drop of my cum. My orgasm peaked.

I panted as I pulled out, my cum leaking out of her pussy. “What a whore.”

“Yes!” Aoifa screamed as she bucked and came.

Her breasts heaved as her pleasure rippled through her. I watched in awe. Her green eyes darted around. She ground her cunt on the nun’s face. I smiled, loving the sight of ecstasy consuming her body.

For a moment, I had forgotten why we were doing this.

“Shalak! Sister Stella screamed. White light flashed.

My wife shuddered and gasped, then collapsed. She trembled and whimpered as her pleasure evaporated. “It’s gone,” Aoifa gasped as she stared up at the sky. “She stole it. My connection to Them.”

Sister Stella stood up on shaky legs, my cum matting her bush. She licked my wife’s pussy cream off her lips and declared, “The world has been righted.”

I darted to Aoifa and helped her up. She stood on shaky legs. She clung to me. I kissed her on the mouth, gently, tenderly. She whimpered, loving me back. Nothing had changed between us. She was still my soulmate.

The nun didn’t harm my wife.

* * *

Sarah Glassner

I drank down Chase’s pussy juices as she came. She had a tart, sweet flavor that was just delicious. My older sister bucked against me as her pussy tried to drown me. I loved every moment of it. Chase gasped one last time and then pushed my face away.

“Thanks, Sarah,” she panted.

I grinned at her. “Glad I could help, sis.”

She leaned down to kiss me when I heard footsteps thudding. It rose over the sounds of nature. Chase looked around. “What’s that?”

“Rex,” I gasped, standing up. He was kissing Aoifa while Sister Stella pulled on her jeans nearby. “I think someone’s coming.”

Chase gasped as she looked at I-5 through the brush that was around our camp, giving us some privacy. The freeway ran on atop an embankment a half-mile away from where we were camped. The remains of the old barrier still were there, weathered wood connected by rusting metal.

Men marched down the highway dressed in military uniforms. A shudder ran through me. The Holy Liberation Army.

“Down the road,” Rex hissed as he darted, pointing to the right at the road that led from the freeway towards us. “There are men heading this way.”

I could see men in uniforms.

“Scouts,” Rex added, crouching low, Aoifa clinging to him.

“Sister Stella, cast the Cathar prayer,” Chase hissed, pulling me towards the nun. “Everyone huddle around her.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“An invisibility prayer,” Sister Stella answered. She took in a deep breath. “Cathar,” she prayed and silvery light flashed about us. The air warped and wavered for a moment, and then went clear.

A heartbeat later, the men who were approaching stepped into view men wearing blue coats. They were young, rifles slung over their shoulders. Their eyes glanced around. They looked bored as they headed down the road.

“It’s them!” hissed Aoifa. “They’re the bastards that killed my family.”

“Quiet,” Chase whispered. “They can still hear us.”

The men froze, aiming their rifles about as they scanned cautiously around, looking for the source of the outburst. My heart clenched in my chest as one of their weapons seemed to aim right at me. I was too terrified to breathe.

My heart screamed in my chest.

After a minute, the men relaxed and continued their search.

The bulk of the army marched past on the road, their thudding footsteps booming louder and louder. They had horses and oxen pulling wagons. They sang a song, but only small words drifted to us. “…we’re marching to Zion…”

I hugged Aoifa as she trembled. Anger twisted her face red and ugly. I didn’t blame the girl. If my whole family had been butchered, I would be just as furious. The scouts drifted away, peering about the ground as they followed the road up towards the destroyed bridge over the South Umpqua River we camped beside.

Aoifa’s eyes burned with hate. The men were young, practically boys, their faces sprouting downy whiskers. They reached the bridge’s footing, their eyes examining the ground. Aoifa hissed.

“Relax,” I whispered to Aoifa. “Remember the Living Gods’ commands. Love your neighbor. Not hate.”

Aoifa glanced at me, her face paling white. Then she nodded and she squeezed her eyes shut, a tear running down her cheek. I gently kissed her, tasting the salt of the tear. My lips moved to her ear. “It’ll be okay. Follow their teachings. Be better than the Christians.”

“Nothing here,” one of the young men said.

The other nodded. They backtracked to the crossroad and turned to the west, heading back to I-5. Aoifa relaxed in my arms.

* * *

Reina Glassner

The last of the passing army had vanished out of sight so Sister Stella dropped the spell.

I moved over to Aoifa and gave my new wife a hug. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she said, words stiff. “Just seeing the soldiers…”

“No.” I took a deep breath. “Do you feel okay from the exorcism?”

Aoifa nodded. “Yes. It’s fine. She had to do it. I guess I understand. Besides, I got what I wanted out of it.”

“You’re not angry with us for making you?” I swallowed, studying her face.

“No, no. It makes sense. I don’t like what Sister Stella plans, but I can see how she was threatened by me. It’s better this way.” Aoifa kissed me. “Now I get to travel with you.”

“That was always happening,” I told her. “So you’re fine?”

“Yep,” she nodded. “I’m ready to leave and start my new life.”

I sighed in relief. She seemed fine. But is she? my subconscious whispered.

“Let’s pack up camp,” Chase called out. “We’ll wait another hour, and then walk down the road. Hopefully, the army will stay in front of us.”

I nodded. “Yeah.”

Aoifa smiled and squeezed my hand. She was fine. My subconscious was worrying over nothing.

To be continued…

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