Religious Experience 
by Ibfeysaat


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My mother is a cunt! I feel better now that I got that off my tits. My name
is Christine, Chris for short and I will be 19. I come from a strange so
called Evangelical family. Frankly, they are a bunch of weirdos except dad.
But I digress. Mom looks like she is jumped out of a TV  Evangelicalist
family photo. Long neck, blonde hair, perfect makeup, tight ass, and she
acts like her shit don't stink. It does and so does she.

Older sister is a miniature version of mom. She's a stuck up cunt too! Dad
is a dream. He's a good man and handsome as hell. He deserves better than
my mother so I decided to get involved. More on that later.

Mom's family is fundamentalist bizzaro to the Nth degree. Blonde hair and
blue eyes as if they are descendants of the master race. Master race my
ass! Anti abortion, anti gay, anti everything that is fun and wholesome.
And rich!

Premarital sex is absolutely out of the question. Good boys and girls have
sex in marriage to honor Jesus or Mary or God knows who. Not before and not
after the final child has been conceived.

Dad was the most handsome boy in school and a member of the church. Mom
started making googly eyes at him when she was 14 and he was 15. They were
only allowed to hold hands. No hugging, no kissing, no premarital sex! She
led him on by promising how wonderful everything would be after marriage.
So they waited and her family essentially stalked him. The marriage was to
be one week after her 18th birthday. Dad went right into her family's
business right out of high school. They had him by the balls.

My sister Mary was born 9 months and 11 days after they got married. A
blessing from God. More like a bad joke from Lucifer. But I digress. But it
was 7 years before mom finally got pregnant again with me. And then she cut
him off! My poor father was like  26 years old and forced to live a life of
celibacy because mom and her family had him by the short hairs.

Mom believes that a woman on her period is unclean. So for 4 or 5 days a
month she lives in the coach house out back. No windows. They are banished
there until they are clean again. Of course my idiot sister goes too. And
as what often happens when women live together, their menstrual cycles
synch up.

Mom never taught me about the bird and bees. She talked about that time
when I became a woman and would feel unclean. I would just know when it was
my time to go to that God awful bloody menstrual den. I was very late and
by the time my body morphed from girlyness to womanhood all my friends were
well into their periods. They all used tampons and my friend Kat gave me
some at first blood. My mother got my subtle message by finding a used
bloody tampon in the garbage can in her bathroom. I wasn't going to be
going to that putrid stinkhouse every month.

Dad was relegated to a sex life of masturbating in the shower. That man
used to say that cleanliness was next to Godliness. Then he would run
upstairs for a long luxurious shower. But I knew what happened in those
showers. Daddy was yanking his beezer! Wanna guess what happens?

You guessed it. A couple of months ago, mom and Mary were called to the
bloody den on a Saturday morning. Dad came to watch my high school tennis
match. I creamed the other girl. Dad was so proud and excited watching his
little girl put her opponent in her place. Afterwards, he drove us home
before going to get "cleaned up." He retired to his shower but I had other
ideas. Besides, I needed a shower too and I didn't see any reason to waste
any water. So I stripped down to my birthday suit and stood in front of a
mirror. Yep! Daddy was sure gonna like the way I looked.

I took a deep breath and turned the handle on the door. There he was in all
his splendid glory. With steam clouds wafting above the glass and his back
to me, he was yanking his crank. Time for some fun. I opened the shower
door startling daddy and I said "hello daddy."

He screamed "Chris, get out of here. What are you doing?"

"I'm dirty daddy. I need a shower too. I thought it might be fun to have
one with you and save a little water." I then knelt in front of him and
grabbed his throbbing boner before kissing the tip. I licked it a couple of
times before I put him in my mouth. I think daddy deserves a blow job.
Don't you?

5 seconds later daddy started bucking and screaming and creaming and
blasting my mouth with years of pent up desire. I swallowed every drop. I
then stood up and said "see daddy, I'm wearing my birthday suit. I'm
wearing the same exact outfit that I was wearing when you first met me."

"Well, you certainly didn't look like that back then!"

"I hope that I look better now." Dad was certainly not averting his eyes.
His eyes drank in the delights of the subtle changes which had happened
since birth. Like my tits. They don't sag cause I'm still a teenager. And
they looked right back at him. My vagina was now covered with a thick layer
of dark hair. It obstructs the view because he seemed to be looking
"through" my bush. I was planning on giving him an up close tour later.
Both daddy and his still hard staff really liked the view. I hugged him and
gave him a big kiss. A sloppy wet kiss. Then I whispered that a man
shouldn't be denied certain pleasures and I was going to remind him how
nice a girl can feel. "Daddy, I'm going to fuck the daylights out of you
until you fill my cunt with your neglected seed." He didn't protest and the
next thing I knew, I had a grip on his cock and I was aiming it right
towards my burning bush. My hymen was history thanks to my bicycle seat so
he slipped right in. I pushed him down on the shower bench and proceeded to
fuck the shit out of him. It felt so dirty. It felt so good. He stretched
me just right and he made me cum way better than I could do myself. Moments
later he screamed and filled me with years of pent up man pride.

Over the next 67 hours we fucked 14 times. He came 14 times. I lost track
of how many times he made me cum. We slept together in his and mommy's bed
Saturday, Sunday and Monday nights. He felt more alive and happier than I
had ever seen him before. Tuesday, mom was expected to return. Mary would
be returning to her apartment. Dad took Monday off work and I pretended to
be sick so I didn't go to school. Daddy and I fucked 3 more times on
Monday. I'm beginning to really like Mondays.

Tuesday morning at 6:30 am Mommy came back. She was early and daddy and me
were naked, sleeping in their bed. It's not nice to interrupt young lovers
so I decided to teach her a lesson. Things were going to be much different
from now on.

I heard the doorknob turn and I was standing at the ready. I wish you could
have seen the look on mommy's face when she opened the door. There on the
bed sound asleep was her husband. Standing next to the bed in all my glory
was me. My pubic hair was all sticky with daddy's dried cum stuck to it. I
looked every bit the well fucked slut that I was proud to be.

"Get a good look mother. Just look at my well fucked cunt. Since your a
selfish twat who doesn't cherish your man like a proper Christian woman
should, I did. Yep, daddy fucked me like 20 times while you were
masturbating your selfish cunt with my sweaty sister in that rancid
stinkhouse."

The look of shock devolved into one of pure rage. "You're in trouble young
woman! I'm going to give you a spanking you won't soon forget."

"You're not half the woman I am. If you think you're woman enough to spank
me, I'd love to see you try." I stepped towards her and shoved her. She
came at me like a madwoman. So I stopped her progress by snapping a kick to
her tummy. That kick changed everything. Mom started backing away from me
and I was advancing. I slapped her in the face and then I did it again. Mom
seemed afraid of me and was trying to get away, not fight back. I shoved
her into the wall and grabbed a fistful of blonde hair and began slapping
the ever loving shit out of her. Forehand, backhand, forehand, backhand,
etc. Just like tennis practice. Daddy had awakened from all the commotion
and was watching me beat the shit out of his wife. He liked what he was
seeing as he stroked his rocket while I reddened the cheeks of his blushing
bride.

"Beat her up Chris. Show her who's boss. Humiliate her. She deserves it.
We'll celebrate together after you're all finished with her."

Mom was all bark and no bite. She began crying like a little girl and
pleading for mercy. But daddy wanted me to humiliate her so I had more in
store. Much more!

I pulled her away from the wall and tackled her to the floor. I quickly
executed a schoolgirl pin. My sweaty cumstained bush a few inches from
mommy's face. Mommy's face was a mess. She may look like a perfect clean
fake pretty Christian woman when everything is just perfect, but right now
she looked like the crying wife of the television Evangelist after his
affairs become public. Tears, dripping mascara, blood, and eye shadow all
over her face, she didn't look so good. I slapped the cunt some more. She
was begging God for help or guidance, but he weren't answerin. Instead, her
daughter, the sex goddess was in charge.

I looked over at Daddy and cocked my eyebrow. He nodded vehemently with
expectation. I pinned her arms with mine and slid myself inexorably toward
her mouth. Her eyes widened as my filthy cumstained cunt was determined to
settle herself right in her mouth. "Kiss it bitch. Kiss my putrid cumfilled
cunt. Lick it like you like it. Things are different now. You're my bitch.
My cunt licking bitch. Daddy is going to fuck me and fill me with quarts of
cum and you're going to clean it all up. So kiss me like you mean it!" And
I'm here to tell ya, she didn't let me down. She munched my vile
narcissistic twat like a seasoned pro. Something tells me that she had
already done this a time or two. Daddy sure the fuck can't lick pussy like
that bitch and before long I came and came again. I dribbled a whole load
of girly goo as well as relubricated semen. She swallowed it all and had
the gall to burp in my box. Good thing she didn't hurl!

I slid back off her face, satisfied. Stripping her naked seemed like the
next logical step. I grabbed her by the collar and tugged. Hard! Buttons
went flying everywhere. She wouldn't be wearing that again. Next I grabbed
the top of her skirt and ripped it right off the humiliated bitch. Mommy
closed her eyes and sighed deeply when I snatched her bra and exposed her
little saggy titties with bullet hard nipples. Her panties were wetter than
a baby's diaper. Not sure if she was getting off on this, had pissed
herself, or both. She hadn't peed herself. Turns out that mommy was a
closeted submissive lesbian who creamed her panties because her sexy young
daughter was putting her in her rightful place. Well, I snatched those
soggy panties away from her sniveling snatch.

"Lookie here. Either mommy dyes her pubes dark or she really isn't a blonde
after all. And Jesus Mary and Joseph, she sure is wet! Mommy dearest, are
you getting off on being dominated and humiliated by your daughter? I think
you're a closeted submissive lezzy slut who is out of the closet now. Since
you find it so erotic to be dominated by a girl, I'm gonna make your day.
Now, about that spanking."

I wrestled that featherweight over my knee and spanked her tushy a deep
crimson shade of red. She bucked and cried while trying to sneak a finger
into her drooling vajayjay. Slut! Daddy was watching the whole mother
daughter bonding experience with a hungry look on his face and a hard on
which could cut glass. Had I not fucked him 14 times over the last couple
of days, he surely would have already painted the ceiling. But I had and
Daddy was dutifully saving that load for me. And mommy too in a certain
kind of way.

"Are you trying to sneak a pinky up your stinky mommy? I'll help. How's
this?"

First she screamed in agony, ecstasy, and shock. No I didn't gently slip a
pinky up her stinky. No, I punched my whole fist deep into her cunt. All's
fair in love and war. The Christian crybaby took it like a champ and humped
my fist like the wanton lezzy that she is. I could sense that mommy was
ready to cum on me and that just wouldn't do. I removed my fist and punched
her three successive times right in the twat. Pleasure quickly turned to
cunt wrenching pain.

"You can do it yourself if you want but right now you're gonna watch me
fuck daddy. This is now the way it's going to be. Watch a dominant sexy
slutty teen fuck the Jesus and bejesus out of your gushing groom."

I grabbed a fistful of phony blonde hair and dragged her onto her bed. I
pinned her down and cunted that bitch. I ground my sopping wet bush into
her mouth and told her to warm me up. Then I signaled for daddy to come up
behind me. "Come fuck me doggy style over this bitch's face."

Norman Rockwell, Billy Graham, Charles Manson, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph
would all have approved of this wholesome all American moment. Mom naked
flat on her back with her face in her filthy daughter's hairy cunt while
daddy rammed 9 hungry inches of neglected beef deep inside her rivals cum
guzzling twat! Yum!

Daddy fucked me like the devils daughter making me cum like a volcano
before rewarding mom AND me with a quart of goo. Guess what! That slut
drank it all up!

Mom is a cunt. But now I own that cunt and daddy and me have never been
closer to Jesus. We'll see ya at Church on Sunday. Good night.