QUEEN OF HEAVEN

Feature Writer: Fallen Angel
Feature Title: Queen of Heaven

 

Queen of Heaven

 

I lie in bed, tormented by wicked thoughts. I imagine women – scores of beautiful, sinful women, demons with firm tits and wet cunts – luring me into temptation. Dreams of their writhing, naked bodies fill my body with lust. My cock grows hard beneath the blanket. I fight to resist, praying to the Holy Virgin: Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death, Amen.

As I finish, there’s a sudden glimmer in the darkness, and a holy vision appears. She’s dressed in robes and veil of purest white, and a halo shimmers above her.

Her beautiful face shines with the light of heaven.

Wordlessly, she comes to stand near my bed, gazing upon me with all compassion. She gathers her robes about her and sits. I feel her slight weight depress the bed beside me.

I look up at her lovely face, her gentle eyes and soft lips, the full purity of her, and I’m urged to desire. The bulge rises under my blankets. I feel ashamed, yet I long for her to see it.

She glimpses at my erection, and the phantom of a smile moves her lips. Leaning toward me, she whispers, “What are you dreaming of, child?”

“Of you, Holy Mother,” I say.

She moves closer, her lips mere inches above mine.

“And what do you dream about me?” she urges.

Her breath is sweet, like the fragrance of lilacs.

Before I answer, she adds, “Speak the truth; I will know if you lie.”

With all sincerity, I confess, “I see you in a silk bra and panties. You wear a garter with nylons, and stiletto heels. Blessed Virgin, I want you to be my Blessed Whore.”

“I cannot be both,” she tells me.

“Are not all things possible with God?” I ask.

She draws away the blanket to reveal my hard cock throbbing for her attention. She smiles and asks, “Do you want to fuck me, my child?”

“Yes, Holy Mother.”

“Say it,” she commands.

“I want to fuck you, Holy Mother!”

Timidly, she reaches out to touch my organ. As her fingers close about it, she says, “Jesus died for your sins, my child.” Slowly, she begins to stroke my shaft.

“Let my cock be your new Lord, Holy Mother,” I say, “who leads you into temptation and delivers you unto evil. Help me to profane both God and Jesus as they deserve.”

She rises to part her robes and cast them to the floor. “Behold the handmaid of the Lord,” she says. She is impossibly sexy, dressed as I envisioned all in white silk. Her thighs are firm, her belly is taut and slender, her hips gently curve, and her breasts are full and large. She climbs onto the bed on her knees, straddling my body. She rests her sacred ass against my cock.

She leans forward again, until our mouths nearly touch. She guides my hands onto her blessed tits and we begin to grope them together. Then, “Confess your sins to me, my child,” she whispers.

“I want to fuck your mouth, Holy Mother,” I tell her. “Let my cock feel the blessed lips that kissed the dying Jesus. Let me feed you with my sperm.”

“Thy will be done,” she replies. Slowly she eases herself further down the bed. My shaft brushes past her pussy, then her belly, until it’s just beneath her chin.

Mary squeezes her tits around it, kisses the head and whispers, “Behold, my one true Lord is risen.” Turning her heavenly eyes to mine, she says, “I love and serve the Lord. Be it done unto me according to his will.” She licks the length of my cock.

I am overcome with adoration. “Make me cum in the name of the Lord, Holy Mother,” I beg.

With the tip of her tongue, she traces a cross on my cock’s head. “You must pray to me,” she orders.

Reverently I recite, “Hail Mary, full of lust…”

She holds my cock against her blessed face and kisses it.

“The Lord cums on thee…”

She licks my shaft again.

“Blessed art thou among sluts…”

She rubs my length between her compressed tits, up then down again.

“And blessed is the squirt of thy cunt…”

She starts to nibble the side of my cock.

“Horny Mary, whore of God…”

Her tongue swirls around the head.

“Suck on my cock now and at the moment of my orgasm.”

“Amen,” she replies. Her lips close around my member, and it disappears into her holy mouth.

As I watch the Blessed Virgin sucking me, her veiled head bobbing faster and faster, I repeat my ecstatic worship: “Hail Mary, full of lust, the Lord cums on thee. Blessed art thou among sluts, and blessed is the squirt of thy cunt. Horny Mary, whore of God, suck on my cock now and at the moment of my orgasm!”

She pauses only to respond, “Amen”, and returns to her work.

“Hail Mary, full of lust, the Lord cums… oh God I’m cumming, Holy Mother! I’m cumming!”

She never pulls away. Instead, she sucks my tool deeper and readies to take my load in her mouth. With a loud groan, I climax in Mary’s blessed mouth. I feel her swallowing my sperm between breaths. As my orgasm subsides with my erection, I watch the Virgin slowly withdraw, tenderly sucking me clean.

She swallows the last droplets of my semen and, gracing my softening cock with her fingertips, says, “Bless this first nail.”

She climbs atop me again, to rub her wet pussy against my flaccid member. I massage her ample tits and play with her pert nipples.

“Confess more of your sins to me, child,” she urges me.

I whisper back, “I want to eat your pussy, Holy Mother. Anoint my face with your cum. Let me lick the blessed cunt that brought Jesus into the world.”

Gently the Virgin smiles and I see the hint of lust in her piety. Raising herself up, she moves my hands to her holy ass and leans forward.

The panel of her panties comes to my mouth and she says, “Lick my blessed cunt, in Jesus’ name.”

I clamp my open mouth onto her crotch, and my tongue finds the split of her labia. Hungrily I gnaw her sacred pussy through the panties, delighting in the taste of her sweet honey seeping through them. The Blessed Virgin begins to moan and grind her hips, humping her wet cunt firmly against my face.

“Make me cum for Jesus!” She chants with each thrust.

Her cum is sweet and fragrant and perfect. I tug her panties down her ass and push my finger deep inside her holy butt hole.

“Fuck God in heaven!” she cries out.

Stretching her panties aside, she presses her bare pussy hard onto my mouth. I find her clitoris and suck eagerly on it. With another finger, I slip inside her sacred cunt. I feel her intact hymen and begin stroking her g-spot.

The Blessed Virgin groans, “Oh Jesus Christ, yes, finger-fuck me!”

I prod her holes faster, harder, while her holy cum oozes down my hands. Kneading her own tits, Mary grinds her dripping pussy against my tongue, moaning and gasping in animal frenzy.

Suddenly, her stockinged thighs clench tight about my face, her back arches, and she screams out, “Oh fucking God, YES!”

Her orgasm gushes out of her, squirting my face and tongue in a wet, sticky blessing.

“I cum in the name of the Lord,” she gasps, over and over like a prayer.

Slowly her spasms of ecstasy subside, and her breath returns.

Gazing down at me, she sighs, “Oh my child, receive my blessing.”

“Bless me, Holy Mother,” I reply.

With her clitoris, Mary makes the sign of the cross on my tongue, reciting as she does, “In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.”

“Thank you, Holy Mother,” I tell her. “Thank you for helping me to nail your bastard son to his cross.”

Mary smiles and says, “We crucify him together.”

She eases her hips backward, sliding her holy cunt down my body, until her ass reaches my cock. Lying on top of me, she licks her cum from my face and explores my mouth with her tongue.

Between kisses, she whispers, “Confess more of your sins to me, my child.”

“I want to fuck you, Holy Mother,” I tell her. “Let me feel the tightness of your virgin cunt around my cock, and fill your womb with my Holy Spurt.”

The Blessed Virgin promises, “When my Lord is risen again, we will drive that last nail into Jesus.”

I crane my neck to suckle her tit.

“Let us make him suffer.”

Still rubbing her labia against my cock, Mary reaches between her legs to play with her clitoris.

“Truly he suffers,” she says. “No greater pain hath man than this: that he should watch a man fucking his mother.”

Teasing my tongue with hers, she adds, “Mock him, my child.”

“Jesus,” I say aloud, “the nail piercing your feet is my cock entering your mother’s blessed cunt!”

Mary feels me growing hard again. “Yes, child,” she sighs, sliding her tight hole down my shaft, “we crucify Jesus. We spit on him, and laugh at his suffering!”

The Blessed Virgin begins to ride my cock. Her holy cunt fits wonderfully snug. As she pumps faster and faster, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy, she moans,

“Crucify him! Crucify him!” Over and over.

I am overwhelmed by her beautiful blasphemy, and join her. I reach over to the nightstand beside my bed and pick up the crucifix. I lay it on my chest for her to see. Mary smiles at the sight of her tortured son, and lets out a giggle. She dangles a drop of spit onto his face. She then picks up the crucifix and rubs his spit-covered face against her clitoris.

“Taste your mother’s cunt, Jesus,” she says.

I watch the Blessed Virgin masturbate with her son’s image, and have a delightful idea. I take the crucifix from her, and break the corpse apart from the cross.

“Receive the body of Christ, Holy Mother,” I tell her, and push the image into her asshole headfirst.

“Oh yes, Jesus, eat my ass!” She shrieks.

I prod Mary’s butt with Jesus’ dead body, bringing her to another orgasm. Her sacred cum trickles down my balls and belly. I feel my own climax coming and say,

“Receive the Holy Spurt, Blessed Virgin!”

“My cunt is a vessel of the Lord,” she replies.

I pump my load deep inside Mary’s pussy. Her eyes closed with intense pleasure, she moans and strokes her belly, welcoming my seed.

“Fill me, Lord,” she cries, “fill me with your Holy Spurt!”

She slides off of my softening erection and begins to clean it in her mouth. When she is done, she plucks Jesus from her ass and spits cum cocktail onto his face.

“Receive the Holy Spurt, faggot of God,” she says.

I adore Mary and her sweet blasphemy.

“What will you do now, Holy Mother?” I ask.

“I must go back to heaven now, child,” she tells me.

I’m very saddened by this.

“When you’re there, will you make Jesus suck my sperm from your cunt?”

She smiles.

“Yes, my child,” she promises. “And I will come often, so that you may fuck me again and again. But between them, I want you to think of me whenever you jack off.”

“I promise, Holy Mother,” I say.

Pleased, she gives me a long, tongue-filled kiss. Then shimmering, she disappears.

THE END