Chapter 14
They were in a basement on Esplanade, an ideal spot for the satanic rites that were taking place there. Lorna lay on a makeshift altar fashioned from a picnic table and covered with a heavy black velvet cloth. The nap prickled her bare tits and belly and aroused her with its rough-soft texture.
The room was lit by thick bayberry candles. Two boys of thirteen, both of them swarthy Creoles, waited before the altar with goblets in their hands. They wore see-through lacy chasubles fashioned after the priestly garment except that they exposed the proudly pointing young pricks that jutted underneath the filmy material. Lorna looked at their sweating, eager faces. They raked her with their eyes, waiting for the moment when they would be allowed to touch her.
Steve, wearing a black hood and a bright red french tickler on his erected penis, bowed before the crucifix and intoned the words of praise.
"HAIL SEXUS, LIMB OF SATAN!"
The naked group of men and women writhed on their knees before the pale, thin form on the X-shaped cross. Lorna's breath quickened as she saw the men shuffle forward behind the blossoming upturned buttocks of the women. Their cocks probed the backs of the women's thighs and sank into their cunts as they bowed low, prostrating themselves on the floor. The fucking began, a grunting, sweating offering to the Non-God Sexus, king of all sensual pleasures. Lorna saw one man jabbing his stiffened rod into the backside of a screeching woman who began to pinch her own nipples until another woman, busy getting fucked from the rear, slapped her hands away and did the fondling for her. The humping quartet formed a chain of thrashing flesh linked together by the plucking fingers of the second woman as she cupped the spilling, swaying tits in her hands.
Looming above all of them was Nicky on the cross. Lorna turned and gazed hungrily at him. His version of the crucifixion was the historically accurate one. The cross as Christians knew it was a modest proposal indeed. The Romans had actually used an X-shaped cross, and they had nailed their victims onto it naked. The real Christ had had no loin cloth, no more than Nicky had one now. A victim of Roman crucifixion had his legs spread out wide, as Nicky's were, and the pull that the hanging body exerted on certain nerves and muscles resulted in a natural hard-on. Nicky's had come from the caresses and licks that had been bestowed on him by the worshipping throng, but his position served to keep his meat up, a tempting, juicy thrust of maleness that Lorna ached to receive in her hot throbbing pussy.
Steve gave the signal with a silvery bell and the eager altar boys came forward and lifted Lorna off the table. Their hands groped under her legs and brushed against her steaming cunt as they carried her to the floor between them.
"And it came to pass that two virgin youths spilled their seed into the Virgin Whore and became men," Steve sang out, in a chanting singsong voice.
The adolescent boys ripped off their lacy garments and took their places at Lorna's head and feet. One of them kneeled behind her and reached for her big soft boobs. His hands roved hungrily over them as he knelt over her face. His stiff little cock sought her mouth and she licked up and caught it with a moan of delight. He lay half over her, sucking on her tits and driving his firm spike into her salivating mouth.
The other boy pushed her thighs apart and settled his narrow wiry body between them. His tiny but sturdy virgin cock was probing through her slickened gash, seeking her cunt hole. A spiraling glow covered Lorna's crotch as he poked and stuck around in her slot. She lifted her legs and made his rod slide down into her vagina. She sucked it into her channel and heard him yelp with delight as he felt himself engulfed by hot, slippery female cunt flesh.
Ohhhh, he was a little man! Little now, but wait until that dog grew up! He was fucking into her with rough slams, digging hopelessly toward her womb but unable to reach it. . . . yet. She'd love to make a date with him for about five years from now!
She had two virgins in her and she went wild with lust. The one over her face fell forward onto her billowy breasts and squirmed his naked hips against her mouth. It was easy to french his little cock for him, and she had the tip of it all the way behind the end of her tongue with no trouble. She fluttered her palate around his foreskin and then dragged the rocky little pike forward until only the tip remained between her funneled lips. She sucked crazily on it until he let loose with a jet of boy-come and collapsed on his side. She spit it out into the cup and clenched her cunt muscles around her other tiny visitor.
He squirmed his hips up against her open crotch and mashed his hairless groin into her soft, gushing pussy. She wriggled under his attack and lifted her hips, thrusting him up with them. Her box was on fire from his determined and vigorous pumping and she shivered with oncoming climax. He bit his lip and flooded her with his young semen as his hands clasped her big quivering tits.
She pushed him off her and stood up. The copious adolescent jism flowed out of her cunt and into the goblet she held between her legs to catch it. She passed the goblet to Steve, who held it up in a salute to the crucified Nicky, then ripped the devil's horn tickler from his huge manly rod. He went down to the audience and, with the goblet under his cocktip, he thrust his ready sex. into each mouth, man and woman.
Lorna knelt in front of the crucifix and watched them suck him off. He gave each of them a long thrust, deep into their throats, then pulled it out of their lips. If a woman made him jerk off, he would fuck Lorna in her cunt with the devil's tickler; if a man did the job she would get the stiff, stabbing prickles up her ass.
He stopped in front of a blond beach boy type and jutted his hips. The boy took the monstrous instrument with expertise and blew it hungrily, his cheeks expanding and hollowing with his hearty male sucking. Steve's ass muscles flexed and his spine curved back as he shot his wad into the throat of the ecstatic Adonis.
The altar boys, eyeing Lorna with fascinated adoration now, lowered the cross to the floor. She looked down at Nicky's bound, naked body and straddled it as it lay on the thick beams. His jutting cock pointed straight up into the V of her legs. The communicants watched her as she put her hands on her hips and squatted suddenly in a mockery of a genuflection.
Her naked pussy landed right on the tip of the succulent male instrument of the Lord Sexus, possessor of the biggest penis in the sect. She braced herself on her haunches and let the cock-tip rest against the slathered lips of her gash. As the communicants groaned and fondled one another in their excitement, she eased her spread crotch back and forth over the magnificent piece of maleness, sliding it in the valley of her meaty womanly slice. She shivered and tossed her head, her wild red hair flying around her face. Her pussy swelled in longing and the lips sat open and stiff. She pushed forward and let the flared foreskin press against her clitoris. Hot tendrils of feeling darted into her thighs and spine as her man in the boat tingled with response. Her cunt tunnel felt a mile long as it stretched with readiness to receive the firm thrust of benediction that the Limb of Satan would give her.
She could bear it no longer. Her knees bent lower and she nudged the hot hammer of male sex deeper into her slushy folds. It slid against her vagina and her muscles quivered hungrily around it.
Nicky whispered to her over the groans and orgasmic screeches of the onlookers.
"For the love of Nick, Mom, you're gonna get jism running down your legs if you don't screw me in your pretty pie. This dog's been up and at 'em for almost an hour. Give me some of that nice fucking . . . Push it in, Mom, go on, bang your box on my rod."
Lorna shivered and let her legs slide out in a split as her torso descended over the jutting handle that awaited her. She gasped as the helmet-shaped head of his rigid foreskin pierced her vagina. Ooooh, he was so Goddamn big, and every woman tightened up when she got on top! She hunkered down firmly and let the magnificent cock impale her and slide into her twat hole. It stretched her walls and banged mercilessly into her cervix. She felt her open thighs touch Nicky's bound legs and her ass nestle up against his lumpy warm balls. She had it all in her now, and her cunt felt stuffed and cramped with all twelve inches of his astounding endowment.
His pale narrow hips jerked against the ropes that bound him as he tried to nudge his groin up into the hot hairy mound that ground down on him. Lorna circled her ass in a grinding, fucky motion and suckled his buried tool with her muscular cunt.
Nicky strained against the ropes.
"I wish I could get my hands on those bouncy boobs of yours, Mom," he rasped. "Jesus Christ! Ooops! I mean Me."
She leaned over him and got on all fours, until her generous boobs trailed over his bare belly, and fucked him within an inch of both their lives. Her teeth rattled as she pounded the foot-long hammer in and out of her lubricious channel. Nicky groaned and tried to wriggle under her but the effort was futile.
"Slipping my meat in your box is heaven, but doing it when I can't bang your playpen is hell on earth!" he gritted. "Ooooh, baby Mom, move that beautiful hole over my stick!"
Lorna humped rapidly up and down on the immobile pecker as Steve, his rod up once more and covered with the vicious-looking tickler of devil's horns, knelt behind her and pulled open her bouncing ass orbs. She gasped as she felt the needlelike rubbery horns stab into her defenseless rim and penetrate her bung. She screamed and tried to get away from it but he held her billowy hips and ground his naked groin up against her. The torture instrument climbed higher in her hot, dry asshole and crept into her bowels. She sank down on Nicky and writhed in agony as the tickler scraped and dug into her nether hole. He had it all the way up now, buried to the hilt between her soft buns. His jock hair felt like wire on her spread ass and the hard muscles of his thighs clasped hers in a vise.
The two huge cocks seemed to push her insides up into her gullet. She gasped against the fierce hammering fucks that Steve threw into her rectum. Nicky's fucking tool flexed inside her cunt as it made contact with the horned monster in her ass. She rose up on her palms and made herself take it, screwing her impaled ass back against the impossible thing that was in it. NNNNNGGG-GGGGGHHHHH! It was tearing her to pieces! With that heavy rubber around his cock, Steve could stay erect for an hour! She'd be dead by then.
Nicky shot his wad with a loud groan and Steve pulled her away from his spread-eagled form. Her tender pink bung began to bleed as he dragged it out of her asshole with each fierce stroke, then pushed it back up inside her. She tried to scream but one by one, each communicant came up and knelt before her with an erect cock for her to suck. She took them in her mouth and dragged on the rigid foreskins until they shot into her jaws, then spit the boiling semen into the holy goblet. The women came next, and she licked their steaming pussies until they shrieked and twisted with orgasmic relief. Grunts and groans filled the basement now; everyone passed the communion goblet from hand to hand, drinking the semen of the Knights of Satan. The women smeared their faces with it and fought over the dregs in the cup to pour on their cunts.
The newly deflowered altar boys were passed from one erotically crazed adult to another. The women held the wiry adolescent bodies between their thighs while the tireless pricks rose with renewed vigor and pierced each wriggling pussy. Lorna watched the squirming boy-buttocks as they humped and writhed over the naked hairy crotches of the insatiable females.
While they fucked their under-grown peckers into the women, the boys sucked off the big juicy sticks of the males. Jism ran down their chins as they gagged and choked on the turgid rods that were forced into their throats. As each person was brought to climax, he or she went over to Nicky and made obeisance on their knees between his spread legs. Lorna saw women squat over him and suck on his dong until it was hard enough to screw into their cunts. Then they sat astride him and pumped their naked asses full of his rocky pecker. He sucked pussy from the women who knelt over his face. Lorna saw their crazed eyes rolling in their heads as his expert tongue flicked and tickled, sluiced and darted in and out of one hair pie after another.
At last Steve finished his torment of her asshole with a violent, grunting climax into the rubber casing he wore. She fell forward in a faint and did not come to until Nicky rolled her over and poured wine into her lips.
The floor was strewn with exhausted bodies, some sleeping, some unconscious. A sweetish smell wafted in the air. She saw a naked man hunched over a bowl, dragging on a silver pipe.
"Wake up, Mom. Dad-poor-Dad is shooting up and he really digs it. Looks like he's not going to do you any good anymore, does it? I better stay around and keep that hot little gash of yours cooled off, huh?"
She looked at the naked man again and realized that it was Steve.