by Poppet
“How is it biblical?” I demand, never recalling giving head as a Sunday school lesson to teens.
He smirks, licking his lips and staring at my mouth, “I'm going to give you a few passages to illustrate my point. For example; Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. In his shade I took great delight and sat down, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. Song of Songs 2:3”
Arching both eyebrows at me, his smile now wide, he says, “Candace Caine, what do you suppose she meant when she speaks of his fruit? She sat in his shade because he is taller than her, he casts a shadow onto her, and in his shadow she tastes his sweet fruit. How does a woman taste a man's fruit, Candace?”
I can feel my neck getting hot, even my ears are burning, “Uhm… yeah, I see your point.”
Spitting banshees, giving head is in the bible! I never knew, I honestly never knew. The sermons I had to attend as a kid were more along the vein of resisting temptation, and as I recall fornication fell into that category. And of course I remember being called a sinner and how only men are going to heaven, and only 144 000 of them at that. Revelation 7:4
Matthew inclines his head and leans forward, supporting himself on his elbows and pointing at us, “Ladies, the bible is very clear on this. In Genesis 38 verse 9 Onan was about to fill his brother's wife with his potent swimmers, at the last second he changes his mind and instead ejaculates on the ground next to her. This displeased the Lord so much that he slew Onan for wasting that precious emission. He was not angry that Onan was fucking his brother's wife, he was angry that Onan ejaculated outside of her. If a man cums anywhere other than in or on a woman it is grounds for death. You see, he has no choice, and you should never force your men into such a position. If not you, then he'll have to find someone who will. And I know women well enough to know that they'd rather swallow their pride and his baby batter than have him seek solace and refuge with another woman.”
I look at Mya and suddenly understand all that shit Kenan spewed at me about swallowing. It's in the fucking bible!
Matthew smiles, as if feeling our conflict, continuing, “In the same passage that Onan makes his terrible error, the woman Timnath covers her face with a veil and goes to sit at the well to wait, and is seen by Judah. When he saw her he assumed she was a harlot Genesis 38:15. Why? Because she had covered her face. There are religions in this world which cover a woman's face, but to us to do so is an abomination. It makes her a whore. And we refuse to have your mouth covered at any time because sometimes a man can't wait long enough to get inside you, and when that happens your mouth must suffice. Are we clear?”
Mya nods, fidgeting with the long cock placed in front of her, absently stroking it.
I need more, so push, “What else? Give me more examples.”
He leans back, regurgitating scripture, “When a man has an emission of semen, - Anything made of cloth or leather on which the semen falls must be washed, and it remains unclean until evening, Leviticus 15:16. As you can see, purging himself on anything but you, is a sin. You must not be the cause of him sinning because that would be fatal for both of you. Ladies the bible tells you, Submit yourselves to every ordinance of man for the Lord’s sake: Honor all men. Love the brotherhood. 1 Peter 2:13 /17. What is the life giving water that you read about so often in the bible? Life giving water is what flows from a man's loins. It gives life when it's inside you. And yet so often you read of many seeking the life giving waters without realizing that half the bible is written as parable, it's a metaphor. In John 4 it says; ”If you had only known and had recognized God’s gift and Who this is that is saying to you, Give Me a drink, you would have asked Him [instead] and He would have given you living water. John 4:10. But the water that I will give him shall become a spring of water welling up (flowing, bubbling) continually within him unto eternal life. ”
Matthew rests his hands on the table, kicking back and looking relaxed, “Ladies, it's very clear that the insinuated water welling up inside a man until it is fountaining out of him is the very same semen spoken of in other parts of the bible. And as you know from our sermon today God takes his commands to us seriously. He made us naked and he told us to go forth and multiply, but we also like variety and we expect you to provide us with that variety. You are to submit Ephesians 5:22., and you are to be the temple where your man worships his God. The bible tells you that you yourselves are the temple 1 Corinthians 3:16, so where else must your partner go to worship god according to the first command? He has to worship as he's commanded to do, inside you. You are the temple god provided for him, so if he sprays his offerings to god on you then you must accept it. If he wants to feel your mouth you mustn't spill his offering because if you do god will be angry enough to put him to death. If you do that you will be the one in error, not your husband. To waste it is an abomination that god will not permit, but just like you god created him with a penis always ready to grow, he has desires, and god made you for him so he has someone to share those desires with in holy communion. It is your duty to open our legs to him, to let him have his way with your body, to open your mouth and receive his gifts to god, to swallow so that his offering remains inside you, inside the temple god gave your husband to worship Him with. For the wife does not have exclusive authority and control over her own body, but the husband has his rights 1 Corinthians 7:2, - and the unbelieving wife is sanctified by the husband 1 Corinthians 7:14.Ladies, until you are fully one of the flock you are redeemed by your partner because he believes. Every time he copulates with you he's saving your soul from eternal damnation. It's in the bible, your body does not belong to you, it belongs to the man you are with, just as Eve was made for Adam, as a gift. He wants to unwrap you, love you, to attend your temple to give his offerings to god, so that he can follow the first command god gave his creation. It's really blatantly simple and forthright.”
Well, that sums it up, doesn't it. But then I guess I can't really complain considering today he taught his followers how to return the favor. He showed his manfolk how to go down on a woman, it's quid pro quo, right?
Mya smiles, looking like she has no issue, she loves submitting and giving head. I guess her partner's cum tastes better than Kenan's.
Matthew grabs a bottle of mouthwash and plants it down in front of us, explaining, “Peppermint mouthwash is a great way for you to deliver pleasure and subdue his unique taste. Not all women relish giving head because of her partner's flavor, but if you keep a bottle of this handy you won't even taste him. Rinse with this until your taste-buds go numb, then immediately cover the head of the penis and begin sucking softly on it, do it firmly, just not the way you would siphoning gas out of a petrol tank. The mint makes it tingle for your partner, it's quite refreshing in every sense of the word, and it allows him to cum in your mouth without you tasting him. Rinse and repeat. But today's lesson is to take you to the next level, to train you to take his penis deep into your throat so that when he does ejaculate you don't have to worry about taste at all. You see ladies, if women were taught to do it right everyone would be swallowing and you wouldn't have taste issues.”
I can't believe I'm listening to a dude lecturing me on swallowing cum.
He pats my leg, being far too chummy, saying, “These are for you to take home and practice on. Practice on this phallus, work it into your throat, ram it in and out of your mouth and throat until you are accustomed to the motion, hum when you have the urge to retch, but really it's a simple case of practice makes perfect. It's as easy as swallowing food, imagine it's a meal, fool your brain into believing it is, because the protein and sustenance in semen contains amino acids and nourishment for you too. When you orgasm have you noticed how you tilt your head back and open your throat to gasp in a manner of complete relaxation, your brain blank to everything but the sensation of pleasure? That's how you control your throat, imagine orgasm and completely relax the muscles, receive him as is your duty. Until then, practice ladies, daily. Now tell me, how do you
administer a blow job?”
He's looking right at me, as if waiting for me to explain what I do.
“Candace, show me how you give a blow job. I'll correct you if I see you do anything that could cause discomfort.”
“What?” I stammer.
He laughs, a right belly laugh, “I tell you what, I have some manna back here. Take some and you'll stop feeling so shy.”
Matthew gets up, coming back quickly with a bottle of tablets. He puts one in front of both us with tall glasses of communion wine. “Drink up ladies. And don't look so surprised, manna is described in Exodus 16:31 as looking like a small white seed. That's because the word tablet wasn't in their vocabulary.”
I swallow it, chugging back the wine, needing the dutch courage. With Mya and Matthew both looking at me, I get to work on my dildo, doing everything I did to Kenan the first time we were together. These prosthetic copies even have soft squishy balls that feel very real.
Finishing, I refill my glass from the bottle he left on the table, and then meet his eye. Matthew has such a look of obsessive darkness on his face that I instead look to Mya, smirking, “Your turn.”
She shows me up badly, doing tons of jerking, fast rubbing, and then puts the whole lot down her throat to finish off the great show.
Matthew laughs, saying, “At least one of you doesn't have gag reflex. Alright, now Mya, don't take offense but you are far too rough with that penis. Come here, sweetheart.”
He beckons her to his side of the table, next to me at the head of it, and unceremoniously unzips his leather jeans, exposing his rigid erection to both of us.
Oh my fucking god!
“Give me your hands, that's a good girl. Now feel that? That's the strength I need you to employ, you don't squeeze it, you are holding it loosely enough for your hand to glide. Now increase your pace, that's it. Stop, stop! Grief woman, it'll come right off at that speed. This isn't about fast being better, you only stroke the penis to ready it for your mouth, for the time it is inside your mouth, not to see how many jerks you can accomplish in sixty seconds.”
I keep drinking my wine, trying not to laugh at his word choices. Whatever is in the manna is magic because I'm so relaxed now that my inhibitions have divorced me completely.
I keep watching, and then pay attention when he says, “Put your mouth on it.”
Hello? He's getting one of his followers to give him a blow job? Does her hubby know?
Matthew starts lecturing, saying to both of us, “The head of the penis is called the glans, that's where most of our sensitivity is, but the corona, which is the rim of the penis, is highly sensitive and should be given it's due stimulation. Your tongue should spend the bulk of its energy focused on the head and corona while your hand strokes up and down the shaft. The slit in the top is called the meatus, probe it with your tongue.”
He puts his hand on Mya's head and forces her off him, saying, “Now pay attention girls. See this? If you follow the rim around to where it joins the shaft you will see a little triangle of skin.”
And like morons we both get up close to his penis to examine the spot he's indicating, it faces his body and is just at the centre point of the rim. Oh look, the skin puckers a little there.
“This is called the frenulum and your tongue should be here, this spot likes a lot of attention, flicking of the tongue, licking, stimulation. This is a highly erogenous spot on the penis. Flick it delicately with your tongue while holding the head of the penis in your mouth.”
We both nod, staring at Vicar Matthew's profound phallus.
Stroking himself, he says, “Just before ejaculation the penis widens, the sperm channel opening up, and you will know he's about to cum because the meatus will leak precum in an impressive quantity. That's when you make sure you have him in your throat so he ejaculates in the space beyond your taste-buds. Okay?”
And we nod, watching his penis leaking clear fluid onto the swollen head.
I have to be pedantic, and ask, “What about the veins? Are they sensitive?”
He gives me a rascal smile, saying, “Darlin', the whole thing is sensitive, trust me on this.”
Mya sits on her heels, looking up at him like a doe eyed fanatic, “And the scrotum, do you like it being sucked the way Candace did it?”
He stands, putting his equipment back in his pants and readjusting himself, “The scrotum is the male equivalent of your vulva. We have the same equipment, but it's manifested in men and women differently. Remember that woman comes from man, we have what you have because you were made from us. Your clitoris is a miniature penis, your O spot is the female prostate gland, your vaginal lips are the equivalent of our scrotum. So yes sugar, suck it all. And do it with devout enthusiasm. Now, which of you can tell me the difference between a man's erection and an animal's?”
He sits back down, indicating we should do the same, and pours himself a generous measure of wine.
I shrug, finding this all rather fascinating, an education in the most unlikely of places. Mya sits down and we all drink, and she finally says, “Men have two legs and animals have four.”
I roll my eyes, I can't help it. “He was asking about the erection of the penis.”
Matthew carries on as if he's used to her stupidity, “An animal has a bone in its erection, men don't. Consider yourselves lucky.”
I look at my fake phallus, and then him, “Are we done? Can I go home now?”
He shakes his head, “No. We are not done. Ladies please insert a finger into your vagina and gauge the level of your lubrication. Are you wet, or normal?”
What the fuck, man! Just no!
He smiles at me, “There's a reason for this, just do as I ask please.” Doing it under cover of my skirt, I would have to say I'm normal. Sorry dude, your party trick did nothing for me.
He arches eyebrows when I go back to swigging wine, and I grumble deadpan, “I'm normal.”
Mya nods, “Me too.”
Leaning back, he grabs a bag off the shelf behind him and unzips it. He then hands each of us a device of sorts.
“Ladies, your man works hard to provide you with a home, with food and shelter, with luxury and spoils, the very least you can do in return is be ready for him when he walks into his home. That's what this is for, it's colloquially called an egg. You will see that you've been provided underwear that it slots into, and a remote control. I've given you two remotes, one for you and one for your male partner. If he wants it on, then it will be on, understood? Now please change your underwear and make sure the egg is inserted into your vagina when you have your new underwear and the egg in place.”
I can't believe this guy.
Slipping my undies off I ball them up and jam them under my thigh for safekeeping, then insert the egg into the slot in the gusset of the undies, and pull the new pair on. It feels hard and cold inserted into me. He reaches across and grabs the remotes, switching the eggs on. My body erupts with vibrating, my vagina now in top speed dildo mode.
Matthew smiles benevolently, “Just pretend that's not going on, believe me a lot of people attend church with their eggs active so that they are ready to worship when the sermon ends. Now, as I was saying, your man has had a hard day. Woman was created to help Adam, she is his helper and companion, and you are to be your man's partner and helper. You help him by making dinner, you assist him by being ready to help him relax at the end of a hard day. Next week I'll show you how to massage him so he's properly relaxed, and of course the second thing he wants when he gets home is your mouth and your wet pussy. Just bend over and offer it. If he doesn't want it he'll tell you, but really we like our gift to be ready to receive worship when we walk in the door. We like you easy to unwrap, wet and welcoming, the house smelling of a hot meal, and a strong drink ready at hand. First you give him his drink and his favorite chair, and then you give him your vagina. And make sure the egg is in when he gets home so that your body is ready to receive him. All of him.”
What century is this?
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br /> Matthew looks right at me, and says, “I remind you that your body is not yours. This is in no way an unreasonable demand. He has authority over you, it's biblical. If he provides for you then you must provide for him. God expects you to provide this, it's the first command. Now, please take a moment to remove the egg and feel your pussy.”
He looks at Mya, “You too, sugar.”
Sure thing, I'll just finger myself in front of you and not label you a pervy weirdo. How's that?
It's a difficult acrobatic maneuver to do this without him seeing anything, but I manage to push a finger in, and am shocked to find vaginal secretion so viscous it's now running down my thighs.
He spies it when I wipe it off, saying, “Candace, now you can see for yourself why we want you to use vaginal stimulation. He doesn't need to lubricate you at all, he doesn't have to turn you on with time he can't afford to waste. You are ready for penetration.”
The way he says I'm ready for penetration sounds like he's ready to do it for me. “Great,” I smile tightly, pulling my naughty knickers back on and finishing my wine. “Can I go now?”
He looks up at the clock and nods, “Yes. Kenan should be waiting for you. Don't forget to take your practice phallus and his remote. Give it to him immediately. And from now on you wear only your egg underwear. He will provide more. The only time you can take it out or wear normal underwear is if he demands it. Okay?”
I nod. Grabbing my stash which is a goody bag of practice phallus, mouthwash, and remotes, I rush back into the auditorium where Kenan is indeed waiting for me in the front row.
He stands when he sees me, holding his arm out to tuck me against his side, “All good?”
