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Harvest Moon: The Lemon Effect	By : ScarletVenus Category: +G through L > Harvest Moon Views: 23234 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 10: "Sinful Sunday"
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“You were coerced into gay sex.” Carter said.
“Yes.” Jack stated, “My entire week led up to that point: I was poked and prodded and my internal defenses were weakened until I WANTED to do it. When Kai came up behind me and fucked me, I didn’t really stand up to him that hard. I mean, I put up a protest, but only so it wouldn’t seem like I was giving in.”
“But you did give in.”
Jack sighed, frustrated. “Yeah…I gave in. And that’s why I’m here, Carter. I’m just so fuckin’ confused about all this. I mean, I can’t decide if I’m into guys and I just never knew it or if I’m bi-curious or what. I don’t know and I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel.”
There was a long, pregnant pause on the other end of the confessional curtain. Jack couldn't pretend to know what the pastor was thinking, though he imagined it was the horror of knowing all of Jack's adulterous indiscretions--most of which went against the faith. There was no telling if the man would condemn him or excommunicate him or what.
After the long moment passed, Carter said, "Go forth and be well, Jack."
Jack's eyes blinked twice. "That's it? No penance?"
"There is precious little happiness in our lives, Jack. Do what makes you happy. I cannot fault a man for pursuing what he desires."
Jack's pause as he considered this was as long as Carter's. In the end, he only shrugged and said, "Okay. Well, thanks for listening. I wasn't, you know, looking for validation or anything. But it's hard sorting out these kinds of feelings."
"I..know how you feel at times." Carter said. "I am bound by faith and intercourse is a...sticky situation."
Jack chuckled, "It all depends on what you count as intercourse, Pastor. Tell ya what...."
Jack dug into his pocket and produced a single lemon from his beloved crop. He set the lemon through cloth that separated them. After a moment, Carter took the lemon from him. "Try that and see if it can help your through your own feelings. If you feel bad afterwards, just blame me."
Carter stared at the forbidden fruit in his hand long after he was aware that Jack had left the confessional. He stepped out with his eyes fixated on the yellow fruit as it seemed to glow in his hands. He was not a sexually active man, but he was more than aware of what his body did when it was excited. He was, in the end, still a man and subject to the weakness his flesh presented. What could be gained by biting into this?
What could be lost?
In a moment of daring that was unlike the humble pastor, Carter's fingers tore into the peel and opened the lemon in half and sank his teeth into it. The sweetness overpowered the sourness and filled every tastebud in his mouth with a sense of luscious wetness. Immediately, a jolt of electric energy shot down his spine until it struck down the length of his manhood, immediately swelling it and hardening it. He hadn't swallowed the last drops of lemon juice before his erection was rock hard, straining against his black trousers.
He couldn't help himself, he sucked on the lemon, trying to draw every drop he could get out of its juicy insides. His tongue lashed the insides, the juices dripping down his face, cheeks, and chin, until there was nothing left for him.
He expected a delay of some kind, but the jolt of intensity was near immediate. Every nerve in his body shot with a burning desire that soon began to sink into his manhood. It came alive with desire, a reaction that was usually involuntary at this point in his life. He chose a life of celibate solitude to serve a higher power, but now a stronger power was creeping into him.
He gasped once and gave a deep sigh. What did he do now?
"It's a rush, isn't it?"
Carter spun and gasped, turning on his toe at the voice, but exhaling in relief when he saw who it was, "Ann! You scared the daylights out of me. Its...it's not even daylight yet. What're you doing here?"
Ann carried a playful smile on her lips and slowly walked forward. "I was just dropping in to see if I could your help with setting up for the Chicken Festival at lunchtime. Since there's no morning service, I assumed you wouldn't be busy." She took the empty lemon rind, sucked what was left inside. Then she looked up at Carter with lustful eyes.
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“I will not be tempted, Ann.” Carter fixed Ann with his best concrete gaze, “I know what you and your friends have done with this abominable pact and I find it reprehensible.”
Ann shrugged off his stone cold stare and only grinned as she saw his bulging black trousers, “Looks like you’re not entirely upset to me.”
Carter, well aware that his erection was betraying him, opened his mouth to spout some hellfire and brimstone, but was cut off as Ann leaned in and latched her mouth onto his. It was a simple, quiet kiss, but it held all the power in the world. Carter’s body betrayed him as his motions halted and his muscles went rigid. His hands clasped her arms for support and she reached down, her fingers brushing his hardness as they searched for his zipper and pulled it down.
His throbbing erection burst out of the seam and into her hand. Ann lovingly caressed it as she kissed him deeper. Carter’s last bit of restraint burst forward as he pulled back and said to her, “I will not be tempted into this fornicating orgy you and your friends have concoccted.”
“No fucking? Aww.” Ann pouted, “You’ve got a right sized hard on, Pastor. Be a shame to let it go to waste--especially considering I’ve already got it out of your pants. You sure you don’t want me to peel off these jeans and let you take a poke at old glory?”
Carter fought for a brief moment and shook his head. “I will not be tempted.”
“Well...alright.” Ann sighed, “But...I cant just leave you like this. It isn’t right. How about I just...relieve a little tension. Do you like massages?”
Carter swallowed, “That would be better.”
Ann suddenly dropped to her knees and began stroking his manhood with one hand. Carter sputtered, “W-what are you doing?”
“No fornication? No problem. Hands don’t count.”
Carter said nothing and merely gasped as he was given his first handjob. Ann stroked it well, occasionally looking up and smiling at him. “I bet you stroke it yourself a lot. No wife, no girlfriend. Have to waift for marriage to get some pussy. Or are you allowed to marry?”
Carter sputtered and stammered, but didn’t produce an answer.
Ann shrugged, “Its all cool, Pastor. This is between us. Just a handy between friends. You’re horny and I can fix that, no problem. Do you like it?”
Carter nodded weakly.
“How about this?” Ann held her fist at the head of his cock and spat a glob into it, using her spit to lubricate the process. Carter gasped and moaned as Ann’s slick hand rode up and down the length of his shaft, twisting as she pumped it. His dick was pleasently thick, adequately long. Certainly nothing as impressive as Jack, though no one in town could make that boast. Most of the guys were quite long and large in their efforts. Carter was no micro-penis, that was for sure. What he lacked in length, he made up for in girth and hardness. Ann could not recall the other boys having such a stiff erection when she’d taken them.
Carter’s teeth clenched and his insides were trying to invert themselves. Ann’s hands were soft and agile, delivering great pleasure to him. He was internally fighting the urge to give in and simply ravage Ann where she stood, but something held him back. Something, however, could NOT be held back and the more Ann stroked down on his manhood, the harder it got. Ann smiled when she saw the drops of pre-cum flinging out of the end as he pumped him and she decided to be a good little slut. She heard his extended groan start and held the head of his cock up to her waiting tongue, stroking him as he came into her mouth. Warm spurts of his jizz fired hard onto her tongue as Carter doubled over and tried to stay on his feet, muttering animalistic moans.
Carter’s orgasm subsided and he looked down, horrified at what he had just done. If he was horrified at the thought, then the sight of Ann kneeling there, her open mouth drenched in lines of white cum was even worse. Not all of it had made it into her mouth, some of it coated her lips, dripped down her cheeks and chin. Then, Ann met his eyes and swallowed his load. She took her fingers and wiped what was left of his cum from her face onto her finger, then sucked it off her fingers.
“Haven’t swallowed a whole lot before, but...well, I didn’t want you to have a mess to clean up.” She said as she tucked his dick into his pants and zipped it back up. “That was fun, Pastor. Now then...you got me a little worked up.”
“That is enough!” Carter snapped, “I’ll not be defiled like this!”
Ann shrugged, “It’s a little late for that, don’t you think.”
Carter huffed and said, “Get out now, Ann, before I say something I might regret.”
Ann grunted and walked off. “If you change your mind, I won’t be far.”
Carter watched her walk off and promptly exited himself to his kitchen to fix himself some coffee. This was going to be a long day.
Outside, Ann kicked at the ground. She thought she’d had Carter in her clutches and another possible memeber to join The Pact. Carter was a cute guy and the way he seemed to be holding back when she was pleasuring him was endearing. He was still holding onto his morality, but the lemon had worked its magic on him and was breaking down those mental walls. He just needed another push. Or two or three. Perhaps this was not a one girl job.
Ann smiled to herself and ran off into town.
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After Coffee, Carter was busy straightening up the pews and getting ready for the mid-morning service. Although he didn’t want to admit it, Ann’s actions had both relieved his tension and yet stoked an even larger fire. Listening to Jack’s stories had aroused him far more than he wanted to admit and the lemon had super-charged his normally dormant sex drive. She was right: he normally did jerk himself all on his lonesome. Much as he wished he could be the good pastor, even he was not immune to the nature of his body. The raging effect of Jack’s Lemons on him made it that much worse. If Ann hadn’t done what she did, he would have exploded in his pants just walking to his bedroom on the way to do it himelf.
And now that fire was lit and raging. Physically speaking, He was as pure as the wind-driven snow, having chosen faith over flesh, but Ann had given him his first touch, his first taste of a woman. Inside of five minutes, his body was demanding more. He tried to bury it with busywork, but his little pope was demanding another flogging. He would have to do it himself. Again.
He sat down on a back pew and sighed, trying to rid himself of the impure thoughts when he heard the sound of soft sound of foot on carpet. He turned his head and saw Popuri standing beside him.
“Oh! Popuri. How nice of you to come by.” He said, starting to rise out of his seat. But Popuri sat next to him before he could rise.
“Pastor, Ann tells me you’re a bit tense today. She said you were awfully pent up and stressed.”
Carter’s mind flipped and flopped like a frog on a hot skillet trying to determine what, where, how, and why this conversation was happening. “Well...I’m feeling better now.”
Popuri and Carter’s eyes drifted down to the very obvious erection fighting to free itself from his pants. Their eyes met again and her disbelieving stare told him everything. “Now, Pastor. That’s a lie and I don’t take well to being lied to.”
Carter sighed and said, “Popuri, I think perhaps you should go--”
“--and take care of you? Pish-Posh, Pastor, I’ll be happy to ease your pain. A good man like yourself should not be so stressed all the time. It’ll give you wrinkles. Now then…”
Carter felt his mind drifting again as he could but watch as Popuri lowered the zipper slowly and watched as his fleshy rod strained against the fabric. When she lowered the zipper enitrely, his cock sprang out into the open. She cooed as her hand took firm grasp of it. But instead of pumping it like Ann, Popuri knelt in front of Carter, in-between his legs, and thrust her chest outward.
“Popuri--” He gasped.
She fixed him with a sensuous gaze as one hand grasped his cock and the other unbuttoned her blouse. H read her lucious pink lips, “Breasts don’t count, Pastor.”
With that declaration, Popuri lowered her loosened blouse and let her shapely tits fall into Carter’s lap, where they pressed against him. Carter was fixed on her huge, shapely tits with the pert, erect pink nipples staring up at him. She had her hands planted directly onto his thighs and he wondered what she was doing when she leaned forward and buried his cock in-between her tits. Carter moaned and his eyes rolled up. Such bliss! Popuri smiled, watching as he clearly felt the superior pleasure that only her supple tits could bring.
Popuri rocked herself back and forth, letting her cleavage do the work as his cock’s tip vanished and appeared with each motion at the bottom of her rocking. Carter looked down and gasped, graoned, made small noises from the back of his throat. He thought he could resist, but this was a far cry better than Ann’s hand.
Popuri’s hands grabbed the size of her tits and she lifted them up and down on his hardness. She would lick the tip or suck the head if it came within reach of her tongue or mouth. She knew Carter admired her massive breasts. She had seen the longing stares. “I know you like them, Pastor. How many times have you jerked off thinking about my tits?”
Carter didn’t answer so much as he whimpered.
Popuri ran her tits deep along his shaft. “Did you think about putting it in my muffin? Or maybe poking me in the butt? What about my mouth? I like sucking on guys. It’s fun! You men make the cutest noises when I do it. I’m sure someone confessed that to you.”
“But it’s not any of that, is it? I know you boys like my big titties. I know how much you wanna stick your doodle in them. Have you wanted to stick yours in my tits, Pastor?”
“Yes.” Carter said through clenched teeth.
“I bet you’ve jacked off a lot of times thinking about my tits, haven’t you?”
“Yes.” He said, his body tensing harder as she increased her tempo.
“I bet you cum all over my tits right now!” Popuri said excitedly.
“YES!” Carter cried.
“DO IT! CUM ON ME! YEEEES! OOH!” Popuri reveled in the feeling of Carter’s cock exploding as it was mashed between her breasts. The sweet cum made her flesh even slicker and she used that to stroke him all the way off as his cock splattered load after load into the flesh on her chest. The dripping jizz ran down her mounds where she rubbed it into her pale skin, savoring the feel, the smell, the taste. Carter collapsed backwards and barely felt Popuri clearing her throat as she tucked his manhood away in his pants. She lifted her blouse back up, covering the mess he had made of her cleavage.
“I won’t clean it off.” She said, “Im leaving it on me all day. Like a secret that only you and I know. When you see me out in public, you’ll know my tits are covered in your cum. I want you to think about me when you get too horny to stand it, Pastor. Just call me over and I’ll let my girls help you feel good as many times as you want.” Popuri stood up and kissed Carter on the lips before leaving. Carter sat for the longest time, staring out into nothing.
Over an hour later, he was fixated on the spot, not moving from where he sat. He could not stand for fear that his legs would give out. Here, before him, these girls came and debased him, made a mockery of his faith. And yet...he could not deny their sublime pleasure. He could not turn them away when they approached him so willingly. Nor could he deny that their touch was the sweetest thing that he had ever experiended. He thought it would be easy to turn from temptation, but when Ann moved in close, her touch, her very SCENT, froze him on the spot and his will meant nothing.
He tested his strength and stood up. When he turned around, he saw Mary standing at the doorway to the service chamber. He blinked once or twice before rememebring her name, “Mary. Oh, Mary, how good to see you.”
She has come to tempt you. She is one of them. She took part in the orgies. Be vigilant!
Mary smiled sweetly, “Hello Pastor Carter. I came to see if I could brush up on my organ playing skills. Do you mind giving me a few pointers?”
“Of course.” Carter followed Mary over to the ancient church organ, where Mary sat down and began to play a few bars. She would hit a wrong note every now and then and Carter would correct her. Carter sighed and felt a sense of comfort. He was afraid Mary had come to try and seduce him like Ann and Popuri. As the sounds of the organ played, he was overcome with a grafeful sens of peace.
Mary recited a simple series of keys, but missed the last note multiple times. Eventually, Carter sat next to her to help guide her fingers. Her short arms had to fight to reach over him. She kept playing into his personal space. He was so busy correcting her and letting her reach the keys out of her arm’s reach that he barely noticed that she had gotten up, moved around his leg, and was standing in front of him. He felt a weight settle on his lap, but stayed busy keeping his hands on hers. It wasn’t until her raven black hair brushed against his face and the scent of it rushed into his nose that he realized how close he was to her. He inhaled and felt his manhood stir and begin to rise. She was intoxicating, just like Ann and Popuri. It was then that he realized she had settled her small, bubbly butt right on top of his rising manhood. She would notice, she HAD to notice. How could she not?
She turned her head back a little bit and caught his eye. “You’re not playing any more, Pastor.”
His fingers no longer moved. Carter swallowed and opened his mouth to speak, but only gasped as Mary pushed her weight on directly on top of his semi-erection. That made his erection stiffen even harder. He caught Mary’s eye again and saw the sly, wanting look that had been in Ann’s eyes earlier. Carter realized he had been duped.
“Could it have something to do with that big...hard...thick thing that’s poking me in my most delicate of areas. You know...I’m not wearing anything down there.” As if to show him, she lifted the hem of her skirt just enough to let him see her bare ass cheeks resting against his pants. She gave a slight giggle. “Wanna tell me about what I’m feeling, Carter? What is that? It’s pushing up IN me.” She moaned as she pressed herself downward, trying to impale herself on his stiffie. It was pressed backwards, bent at an angle as it strained against the frabric.
Suddenly, The zipper began to come undone. With a shock, Carter realized that it was pushing so hard against the zipper that it was pushing the zipper open. Mary’s sudden rocking against it wasn’t helping.
“M-mary. Y-you...you’re…”
“I’m a dirty little slut, Pastor. I can’t help it. There’s a part of me that really, really wants to touch you and lick you and fuck you. I heard you were in here, all lonely by yourself and thought I could come by and warm your lap for you. Just stay there. Let me work my magic. I wanna show you something that Gray just loves.”
Her hand barely brushed against the zipper and it sent the zipper all the way down and his cock came crashing through the breach. Mary giggled and took hold of it, guiding his shaft to rest in between the folds of her soft lips. With a bucking motion of her hips, she began running her pussy along the top of his shaft.
Carter’s will folded and he sat there, frozen in the grasp of a woman again. Mary’s folds were soft, warm, and the more she stroked along the top of his cock, the more wet they became. She squeaked her pleasure. “I love feeling a man’s cock so close to my cunt. I love how hard you are, Pastor. After all, lips don’t count. I can tell how much you want it. Do you want it?”
Carter grunted in response. “Muh-Mary…”
She slid herself up and down his length, her tiny hips swinging in perfect timing. His bumps and veins were felt along every inch of her tiny clit. She gasped and squeaked, her cheeks burning and her breaths growing more and more rapid. Her little pussy had saturated his cock by now, droplets of her wetness falling off of his shaft.
“Pastor!” She gasped, “Please! Fuck me.”
“N-no!” Carter said, “I w-will not be t-tempted!”
Mary cried out and ground her hips into him, wishing she could just impale herself on his cock. But Ann had made it clear: no fucking. The Pastor wanted to preserve his virginity, so if she wanted to play with him, she couldn’t let him do what she wanted him to do. Goddess, she was so horny right now! “UH! UH! AH! OH! YES! YEEES!” She looked down and watched the tip of his cock vanish with each thrust of her hips.
Carter ground his teeth. Damn these lemons! He was drawn into this world of smut by a fruit! He wanted it now. He wanted to plant her on top of him and finally break that seal, live with his cock buried inside of her. She wanted it and he wanted it. Just do it, he told himself.
Her frenzied tempo had him close, so close. Mary thrust herself too far forward and on her return thrust, she felt the tip of his cock pressed up into her folds at an awkward angle. Mary paused, realizing that his cock was placed right at her entrance. She need only push an inch, barely an inch, and he would be inside her. Mary felt it and Carter felt it, but neither moved. Both sat there, panting, waiting.
“Please.” Mary pleased softly, “I want to feel you inside me. I want to be your little slut. Your cock is so hard and I’m so hot for it.” She pressed down just a little, feeling his cock split her lips open just a little. “That’s it. Inside me! Do it, Pastor. Please! PLEASE FUCK ME!”
“GAAAH!” Carter came hard, his load firing onto Mary’s pussy. White globs splattered and immediately splashed downward. Carter’s hips thrust of their own accord, but his head slipped and instead of penetrating her, it slid along her lips like earlier. His cock sprayed the inside of her dress. Mary moaned mournfully and felt his jizz as it leaked down her legs and got her skirt wet. Carter’s efforts waned and his cock went limp again. He numbly wondered how many times he could possibly orgasm in one day. Every eruption seemed larger than the last. His inability to control himself when the girls came onto him was not helping.
Mary whined and lifted herself off of him, turning around and tossing him a quick kiss, “I didn’t cum with you, but that’s alright. You need the release more than I do. I’m gonna go wash up now. Thanks for letting me play with your organ, if you know what I mean.”
Carter muttered, but said nothing. Mary left uncerimoniously, leaving Carter by himself. The actions left him stuck in his own thoughts. This wasn’t supposed to happen. By the good word, he had almost engaged in fornication with that girl. He had been right there and, truth be told, if he had not climaxed when he did, he would probably be bouncing Mary up and down on his lap, riding his cock all the way to glory. He pushed the image out of his head, but like his moments with Ann and Popuri, this would not leave him. Oh, he had felt the tip of his manhood come alive as her folds began to envelope him. He had come so close, so very close, to knowing what it felt like. But, in the end, his faith won out and he remained yet a virgin, depending on if you counted or not the various acts he’d engaged in as actual sex or merely sexual acts. Seeing as he was the town pastor, it really didn;t matter. If this got out, he was done for.
Carter decided to hide himself. If they couldnt find him, they couldn’t engage him. He retreated back to his confessional and shut the door behind him with a cup of coffee in hand. His mind wandered into a sea of nothingness. Conflict bubbled in his chest, but he couldn’t confront it now.
He nursed the cup of coffee for a good thirty to forty minutes. He was blind to the world until he drained the last drop of his coffee and the caffene hit his system, which interacted with the lemon juice and kicked his hormones back into overdrive. He looked down and realized that his erection not only was still hanging out of his pants, but had swollen back to being rigid and hard.
Carter scoffed and said out loud, “Oh come on!”
A moment later, the door to the confessional swung open and Carter gasped as Elli stood in the doorway. “There you are.”
She looked down, seeing his exposed erection and smiled, “And there YOU are.”
She turned around in the confessional, looked around quickly, and shut the door behind her with her backside facing Carter.
“Elli, please!” Carter said, “You need to leave.”
Elli wordlessly hiked up her skirts and let her bare ass show. Carter groaned, seeing Elli’s perfectly shaped, volumous ass fill the space between them as she bent herself over at the waist. “Ass don’t count, Pastor. You don’t need a handjob or a titjob or some bullshit like that. You need to put that bad boy into a hole and lucky for you, I’ve got a hole you can abuse all you want.”
Carter stammered uselessly as Elli backed her ass onto his cock and rubbed up and down on it, much similar to what Mary had done. Elli laughed, “You liked hot dogging? I like it, but I know you don’t need to be teased. Those bitches have been teasing you all morning long. Come on, Pastor, let’s get anal up in this bitch!”
“EllI!” Carter only had time to cry her name out when she lifted her ass enough to let the tip of his cock press into her crack, then lowered herself down on him. But from the position and angle, it was not her glory that he was pushing in to, it was the taboo, the forbidden route. Forbidden between men, perhaps, but between a man and woman? He fought to recall a scripture, but as his cock head sank through the rim of her ass, he couldn’t even recall his own name. The tightness and taut feeling as her bubbly ass swallowed his dick left him in a catatonic state, watching with mouth agape as his entire length disappeared into her in a matter of seconds. She settled her ass against his lap and it was done: Carter, the Pastor of Flowerbud, was butt-fucking the town nurse.
“Oh yes, give it to me, Pastor!” Elli began to bounce up and down on his lap, her hands prying her cheeks apart. The scent of ass filled the confessional. “Fuck my ass! It’s all yours!”
Carter’s only response was grunting and moaning. He gave up and watched with helpless abandon as he violated Elli. She had hands gripping the sides of the walls to keep herself steady as she drove her ass down onto him.
“You’ve got an amazing cock, Pastor.” She said, “Fuck my ass with it. Cum inside me when you’re ready. I want it. I want all of you in my ass! OH YES!”
Something happened, then, that Carter did not expect. He felt his hips buck upwards. Elli squealed and fell forward, catching herself against the confessional with her hands as, much to her surprise, Carter stood up and placed his hands on her hips and began slamming his cock into her ass. Elli smiled as she moaned and made her usual collection of sex noises.
“Fuck me hard, Pastor! Fuck my ass harder! HARDER!”
Carter growled and gave it to her like she wanted. He couldn’t resist the urge, so he gave in. He didn’t know if this was forbidden or not, but there was no turning back now. He might as well give in a little and give Elli what she wanted. And he wanted it as well. Oh yes, he desired this feeling now. How could he not? His mouth hung open as he fucked Elli, pumping in and out as she held herself up against the door against his sudden onslaught.
“Push it in me! Fuck me up my flithy ass, Pastor. Take my hole! Oooooooh, it’s so tight! You like my tight ass?”
Elli squeezed, showing him some resistance to his efforts, but the extra tightness only make him fuck her harder, untuil he was rapidly slapping his front into her ass. Her thick cheeks jiggled like a jello mold back and forth. She felt her pussy drenched in lubricant and dripping onto the floor. She was getting ready to cum and hard. She couldn’t help but orgasm when she was butt-fucked hard. She felt more sexually stimulated during anal than at any other time and Carter was as wild and ravaging as any of the boys.
Carter let out a long, animal groan and came in her ass. Each pulse spilled into her dark canal. Elli moaned mournfully. She had been so close. So very close to her own climax. Carter’s warmth filled her up until he pulled out and collapsed back into his chair, gasping. Elli lowered her skirt down and turned aorund, She knelt before him and took his cum-drenched, softening cock and popped it into her mouth, cleaning him off. Carter moaned, feeling his afterglow interrupted by her mouth sucking on his dick. Oh, he could get used to that particular feeling.
However, Elli only gave his thickness a cursory cleaning and then she let it fall back down. She gave his cheek a pinch and said, “I’ll see you for service, pastor.”
Elli looked for anyone nearby when she exited the confessional, but there was no one to be seen. She left and once again, Carter was on his own.
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Carter stood behind the podium, speaking in rather hushed tones during his mid-morning service. Not uncommon, given he was not a fire and brimstone kind of pastor. If anything was off, it was that he was not pacing during this service. Normally, he paced a little, but not this time.
Inwardly, he was cursing those damnable lemons again. The relief Elli had given him had lasted only a few hours. He began to feel a stirring in his loins as he greeted the townsfolks who filed in for Sunday service. By the time he was taking the podium, he had almost hardened all the way. Now he was fully erect and stuck behind the podium, wondering how he was going to walk out from behind it without being noticed.
He looked out at the crowd, scanning them listlessly. “And so, as we ponder the relationships we have with our fellow man...or woman...always be reminded that should the need arise, be willing to give them a handy...uh, hand.” His words tripped when he saw Ann in a middle row, her knowing smile disarming him. She smiled when he made the flub.
“Uh…” Carter wiped his brow with his handkerchief, “That is, always know your neighbors and keep abreast of their situations…” He realized what he’d said as his eyes went from Ann to Popuri, who was smiling and had her hand subtly caressing her own chest, where she swore to him would stay stained in his ejaculate.
Carter cleared his throat. This wasn’t helping! He tried to guide his gaze elsewhere as he preached, “Be willing, to uh, slide in to help someone.” At that, he saw Mary by the organ, who put a single finger to her lips.
“Or to get to the bottom of…” Carter’s view shed Mary for Elli, who winked once.
Suddenly, Carter went still and silent. The unmistakable sensation of his zipper being pulled was felt. He dare not look down lest he alert the entire church that there was someone hidden in his podium, pulling his pecker out of the zipper hole. Whoever it was, they were an expert. Carter felt them fish out his cock and stroke it for a second before the familiar sensation of wet warmth overcame him as his entire length was swallowed down someone’s mouth. There was no preamble, they just started sucking his cock as hard as they could and it was marvelous.
Carter, normally frozen in place, realized that his congregation was watching him. Every man, woman, and child seeing him stand silent on stage, unaware that he was being blown behind the podium. Carter’s eyes widened and his face flushed, “Uh...P-perhaps we should..f-f-focus on…Uh…”
The mouth on his cock sucked hard. Hands pumped the shaft, saliva dripped down his length, his head sinking past their mouth and penetrating their throat. Whoever it was, they had done this many times before.
Carter coughed to cover his silence. He had to wrap this up. “...As we, prepare to d-depart today…”
That only made the person suck him harder, faster, deeper into their mouth. Carter was on the edge. It took all his strength not to double over or moan or close his eyes and ride the wave of erotic pleasure to its ultimate conclusion.
“F-forgive me...I think I’m COMING…” Carter’s voice cracked and raised as his mystery blowjob partnertried to suck the skin off his dick. He was almost there. “..C-coming down with a cold. Perhaps it … it would...be...uh...a…”
Carter’s teeth clenched, his eyes watered up as his climax approached. His muscles contracted, trying to get him into a doubled-over position. His testicles bubbled fiecely, a small squeal tried to erupt from his mouth and all the while, his partner relentlessly goggled his cock, never easing the pace or rythtm.
Carter felt his insides snap and he threw his head to the heavens and bellowed, “GLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORY!”
His cock fired the biggest load of his entire morning directly down his partner’s throat, flooding their cheeks with warm seed that came out in hard pulses. Carter sighed and heard the sound of globs of his cum hitting the floor and the sound of a throat gulping to swallow. With a sudden realization, Carter looked up into the crowd and cleared his throat uncomfortably. “Er...I’m feeling a little under the weather. You are dismissed. Mary, if you will.”
Mary smiled, knowing full well what had just happened even if she hadn’t been in on it. She played a hymnal as other members of the congregation filed out, not approaching Carter or shaking his hand given he looked like he was sick. He was flushed, sweating, looked sick, bags under his eyes and like he was about to collapse. Carter watched the families file out and his brow furrowed. Mary was at the organ, Elli was leaving with her grandmother and little brother, Ann was leaving with her father, and Popuri was leaving with her brother and mother.
Carter said aloud, “Karen?”
He finally dared look down and found Karen licking the cum off her face. He had splattered the inside and outside of her face with his seed. Wehther that was by accident or on purpose, it didn’t matter, she was sucking up the globs of white that he’d shot onto her. When she finished, she looked up at him and stood to her feet.
“I hope you liked it.” Karen said, smiling, “I know I did. And don’t forget: mouths don’t count. And mine is always open and available.”
Carter watched Karen leave, watched her perfect ass as she left. Her body did things to him that he did not know it was capable of feeling. Suddenly, here in the shrine of his faith, he questioned all his vows in pursuit of that one girl.
Mary was near the door when Karen arrived and looked up at her, “You’re a horrible, filthy slut. You know that, right?”
Karen just smiled, “And proud of it.”
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That night, Carter was home alone and sipping heavily from his bottle of red wine. He had come across temptation and found himself lacking in faith. The cursed lemon that Jack had given him had turned his entire life inside out. Five times he had been tempted and five times he had been silent as he allowed his body to be violated.
Now he was facing an even worse delimma: his non-stop erections. The mornings trysts had been satisfactory in the short term, but by evening that sunday he was in worse shape than before. He had an erection for hours and although he had tried to manhandle himself, he found that his own hand was insufficient to finish himself off. He had been spoiled by the girls.
He wanted to sleep, but how could he sleep when his manhood was stuck in the ON position. He couldn’t do this himself.
He needed the girls.
Swallowing his shame, he forced his erection into his pants, grabbed his jacket, and made his way to his door. His hand reached the knob when a sharp knocking came from the other side. Carter blinked in surprise and promptly opened the door.
Karen, Elli, Popuri, Mary, and Ann all stood on the other side, waiting patiently. Carter was taken back, “Girls. Uh...what can I...is something wrong?”
Karen immediately spotted his erection trying to hide in his pants. “Good grief, Carter! All that flesh you scored this morning and you’re still horny like sonofabitch?”
Carter sighed, “Come in, come in. It’s cool out tonight.” He watched the girls file into his meager apartment behind the church. “I was about to, unfortunately, come find one of you. I know that I’m not part of your Pact, but the lemon I tried this morning has me in a state that is making my life miserable.”
Ann laughed, “Need a little sucky sucky to make you life better? Looks like your inhibitiions are a little looser than before.”
Carter sighed amd hung his head. “Girls, this shames me more than you know. I don’t want to ask you to do anything for me, but you all made the argument that if I needed you, you could help me and...well…”
Karen was the first to speak up, wagging her finger. “Ah, ah, ah. We helped you earlier today. And like a naughty boy, you were quite ungenerous in return.”
Carter’s head cocked to the side, “I don’t understand.”
Elli stepped in, “You got to bust a nut five times this morning, but did you give us girls a little thrill to help us out during our own day? No you did not.”
Carter shrugged, “I still don’t know what you mean.”
“It’s quite simple.” Mary explained, “The Mullhollandson Pact has three rules. Rule 1: You take what your lover gives you. Rule 2: You always return the favor. Rule 3: A new member must have majority consent of the group to be admitted.”
“You broke Rule 2.” Elli explained, “We helped you have an orgasm, but you didn’t return the favor and give us an orgasm in return.”
Karen stepped right up to Carter and put two fingers into the lip of his pants and pulled him forward with a smile, “It’s high time you returned the favor, Pastor. I hope you can hold your breath for a long time.”
Carter barely had time to register her words when the girls were flinging their clothes off, clothed one minute, down to bras and panties the next, and then totally nude the next. By the time Elli had stripped his shirt off, the girls were clamoring around him and Carter was surrounded by naked girl flesh, bare tits, and eager mouths. Karen pressed him backwards onto his rugged floor and laid him flat. She stood over his head, giving him a direct view of her pink pussy.
“So here’s how this works.” She said, “You’re gonna lick whatever we put in your face, Carter. Got it?”
Carter gasped, “Glory be.”
“Good. Now this was my idea, so I go first.” Karen squated down and lowered her pussy into Carter’s face, where the pastor started lick her clit. “Aw yeah, gimmie that tongue, Pastor. You’ve gotta go faster than that to make me cream.”
Ann came over and squatted over Carter’s right hand, grasping it by the wrist and guiding it to her sweetness. “No reason for Karen to hog all the fun. Come on, Pastor. Flick my clit a lil’. Let’s see what those fingers can DooOOOO!” She yelped as Carter’s fingers plunged two deep into her pussy. Mary, eager as ever, took the cue and went for Carter’s left hand, letting him work his fingers into her “slutty cunt” as she liked to call it.
Karen, Mary, and Ann’s moans began to fill the room. Elli and Popuri, not to be left out of the fun, decided to double-team Carter’s cock as it speared into the air. They lowered themselves to it, with Popuri suckling on his head while Elli licked his shaft and occsionally took one of his balls into her mouth. Thus, the Pastor’s Gangbang began.
With no fucking allowed, the girls contented themselves to as much foreplay as they could dream up. And the girls were happy to find that the Pastor’s golden tongue wagged pussy as well as it wagged scripture. Karen screamed and cried, tossing her head back the way she did when she was being fucked in just the right way. Karen rode his face to a screaming orgasm, squirting a gush of cum that drenched the poor man. Legs quaking, she stood up and couldn’t help but laugh at the shocked look on Carter’s face as her clear ejaculate dripped off of his face. The other girls giggled too and Elli had to explain to Carter that the girls occasionally squirted when they came.
With that preamble out of the way, the girls switched and they flipped arouned. Mary laid on her back with her legs in the air as Carter obliged and ate her out, burying his face in her clean-shaven snatch. He was on his hands and knees, so Elli got under him and placed his cock in her mouth, savoring his taste. Ann, slyly creeped up behind him, spread his cheeks, and waggled her tongue on his tender rim. Most men were squeamish about her special touch, but if Carter minded, he didn’t show it.
Mary came, gushing messily, and hadn’t even finished gasping when Popuri tackled him to the ground, yelling, “My turn!” She climbed on top of Carter in a 69 and took him in her mouth as he fed on her pussy. Elli teased Popuri, teasing her asshole with her finger, occasionally sticking it in to the first knuckle or two. Karen wiggled up behind Elli and encircled her waist, leading her hands down Elli’s hips and eventually squriming their way into her cooch and started fingering her.
Elli moaned as Karen fingered her from behind, leaning down and licking Popuri’s ass. The pink haired chicken farmer squealed in protest, not really one who was into other girls, but she wouldn’t let Carter out of her mouth. Elli then took her fingers and shoved them into Popuri’s cunt as Carter’s tongue licked her clit. The two together made Popuri’s leg quiver and she almost forgot that she had Carter’s cock in her mouth. She cried out with her mouth full, feeling the thrill of Carter and Elli tearing her cunt up. When Elli pushed her tongue into her backdoor, it shoved her over the edge and she shook like she was having a seizure as she climaxed.
Popuri lazily rolled off of Carter and lay panting next to him. Carter sat him up and sat upright against the edge of his couch. Ann was the first to run in and bent over at the waist, shoving her ass in his face, “My turn, Pastor. I got you off first. I’m not waiting any longer.” Ann pressed his face into her cunt and let him do his thing, gasping with pleasure as he licked her pussy from behind. His hands grabbed her ass cheeks, but Elli and Karen peeled them away and had his hands promptly hoved into their privates--Karen shoving three of his fingers inside of her pussy and Elli spinning around and guiding his middle finger into her ass. Taking the cue, he used his deft fingers to guide the girls back into a frenzied flurry of dripping cunts and open mouthed gasps.
A sudden tightness pressed against the tip of his cock and he pulled his head back, look to see Mary settling herself over his erection, placing it against her ass and pushing down. Despite her small size, Mary’s ass was tight but easy to enter. She used her crouch to bounce up and down on his cock and, because Ann was positioned above her, Mary was able to move her head and lick Ann’s pussy along with Carter. Ann cried out and her fingers drove into Mary’s hair, feeling her head bounce up and down as Mary licked her and got fucked in her tight ass at the same time. A moment into that rythm, Popuri came over and, despite her hang ups about fucking other girls, she reached in and pressed two fingers into Mary.
When Ann came, she had her squirt caught by Mary and Carter’s tongues. She moved out and Elli too her place, with Carter’s head practically disappearing in her ass as he began to eat her out as well. Karen came for the second time, with Carter’s three fingers enough to toss her over the edge again. Moments later, when her compsure returned, she moved to the other side of Mary and her and Popuri double-finger fucked the Librarian as she received Carter’s dick in her ass.
“Fuck me! Fuck my pussy faster! AAAAH!” Mary screeched after only a few minutes and, even though she wanted to be the one to finally finish Carter off, she lifted herself off his erection and Karen and Popuri both leaned down and took turns sucking his hard cock. Elli bent over until her hands hit the floor, then lifted her legs up on the couch, letting Carter eat her as she put her head down and became the third face near his dick, taking turns with Karen and Popuri until Carter finally grunted wordlessly and he fired his cum into the air, where it landed on Karen, Popuri, and Elli’s faces in spurts and lines, warm and sticky. It was the longest he had gone that day without a climax, judging by the copious amount of cum that he splattered onto their faces. Elli, overcome by the feel and scent of his cum screamed and came, squirting a short gush onto Carter’s tongue.
With that, the six of them fell back against the couch, taking stock of where they were. All were naked--including Carter, who was wet from sweat and girlcum. He felt a momentary twinge of guilt: the Pastor of Flowerbud, at the center of an orgy with five beautiful and horny young girls. If their parents found out, they would skin him alive. He wouldn’t be able to face the townsfolk if this got out. Then again, the girls might not live to see another sunrise either if their parents found out.
But...even if he was caught and exposed….this was totally worth it.
And yet, in spite of his hour or so of debauchery and sex acts and eventual climax (which three of them were still wearing on their faces) he looked down as his over-used cock and watched as it began to stiffen again. Dear Heavens, what did it take to statisfy this man?
Popuri was the first to speak, “Ann, you are a filthy whore.”
Ann smiled, “Thanks.”
“Warn me next time before you lick my booty, okay?”
“Yes, my dear pinky.” Ann said mockingly.
Karen stood up and stretched. “I don’t know about you girls, but that was a lotta fuckin’ fun. Carter.” She held out her hand, which he accepted, and pulled him to his feet. “Well, we just drenched you in our cum, didn’t we?”
Mary laughed, “Like a reverse Bukkake.”
“What?” The other girls asked. Mary grimaced and said, “Nevermind. I forgot I was the only one here who reads hentai.”
Carter found his voice finally and said, “Girls, please forgive a man of the cloth in his time of weakness. You are all wonderful and I do not want your reputations damaged by this. I should be better than this.”
Karen put her finger to his lips and then kissed him, “You ARE a better man, because you care enough to worry about us. But we are the ones that dragged you into this.”
Carter’s brow furrowed, “Into what?”
Carter jumped as Ann spanked him on the ass lovingly, “You’re one of us now.”
“I still don’t understand.” He said.
“You’re in.” Karen declared, “You’re in The Pact now. Our bodies are yours whenever you want. We’ll, uh, let the other boys know. After all, we did kind of induct you just now and we didn’t really consult them about it.”
“But...I don’t...That is, I’m…”
Karen put another finger on his lips. “Let it sink in and come see us when you’re ready. Come on, let’s all get cleaned up. We can’t go home smelling like ass and jizz.”
With that, Carter followed Karen and the other girls into his modest walk-in shower, where then five of them laughed as they all tried to cram into the shower at the same time. Carter’s felt hands, tits, and asses pressing up against him, but soap was slathered everywhere and water eventually washed it off. The six of them managed to come out clean, even if the rubbing together with soap and water was making them all horny again. However, it was late and the girls all needed to go home.
Carter, clad in his boxers and white tank top, stood by the door and saw each of the girls off. Each of them leaned over and gave him a sweet kiss in return. A wink and a promise to see him gain very soon. Karen was the last one to walk out the door. She seemed to halt as she watched the other girls disappear from site, took two steps forward, and then turned right back around and walked back into his house and shut the door.
“Karen, what’re you doing?” Carter asked. “You can’t stay the night, your parents will wonder where you are.”
“I told my parents I was at a slumber party. They’re just glad I’m not in the house so they can do the really freaky shit that they do to one another when they know I’m not around. No, I’m staying with you tonight.”
Carter sighed, “Well, you can take the bed and I’ll catch the couch.”
Karen smiled and leaned in, kissing him on the lips, then taking his hand and leading him to his bedroom. “You’re such a sweetheart, Pastor. But we’re going to need the bed. The first 24 hours after eating your first lemon is the worst. It takes time to get used to it. When the other girls told me that you were still busting loads five times before lunch, I knew it must have hit you even harder. I hate to say, but you’re not going to get much sleep with a raging boner keeping you up. Fortunately for you, I’m going to stay with you and help ease your pain.”
Carter sighed and looked down. His little glory was harder than ever. It was unbearable.
Karen saw his erection as well and smiled, “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.”
“Thank you.” Carter said, “I don’t know what else to do or how to feel.”
“Don’t worry, Pastor. I’m here for you.”
Carter let Karen push him back into bed and strip his boxers off. Karen’s lips sank over his erection, the wetness feeling even better than the first time she had sucked him, and Carter allowed himself to finally lay his head back and his mind eased. A smile crept over his face. It had been a sinful sunday of his life, but it was nice to know that he had friends in his congregation who were willing to come to his aid.
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Author’s note: Well, Jack’s Week didn’t end with him, but with Carter. Been wanting to wrangle him into the story for some time and now he’s officially part of The Pact. Hope you enjoyed. Now hurry up and finish off!
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