Spanked in Church

The names, characters, places and events in this story are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. All characters are over the age of 18. Any similarities to real persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Apologies for the delay in writing this chapter. It was difficult to write as I've never been to an orgy (and wouldn't want to!) More importantly, it is hard to write with a cat on your lap purring away (she is looking up at me with big green eyes even as I type this) and I have been focused on my painting as well. Anyway, here it is and I hope the next chapter will be written soon. Take care out there.

Spanked in Church Ch. 15.

By now, the orgy was in full swing; most of the red-lit grassy lawn was covered with writhing, fucking couples and even trios. Men's pants and shirts lay scattered about in little heaps. By the barbecue area was a sea of bodies licking, sucking and fucking anybody, male or female, within reach. Leandro and his women stared watching the prospect.

Prezlea-Lynn broke away from his arm but returned with three more cups of fruit punch on a tray that she held just underneath her large, swaying breasts. As she leaned forward to offer Laura and Leandro their drinks her huge boobs hung free with one large brown nipple dipping into each of their red cups. She smiled at Laura and Leandro with punch dripping from her tits.

"Silly me, I hope you don't mind a slippery nipple in with your punch."

She scooped up the liquid with her fingertip and stuck it into her mouth to suck it clean, gazing up at them with her brown, bovine eyes. "You can lick my nipples clean any time if you want. Either of you," she said with a grin.

"I'd love that, Prezlea-Lynn; I'm sure that we'll find some other parts that need to be to be licked as well," Laura told the girl with a smile as she swallowed her over-sweet drink.

Laura wondered what had come over her to be so forward. Was there some added ingredient in the punch or was it just this strange evening? It felt so funny to be completely naked in front of everybody. Sure, all the other women were nude but it still felt odd. As a Mid-West country girl herself she was not used to public nudity.

With that, Prezlea-Lynn swallowed hard and after a brief glance at Laura she turned around to kneel on the grass with her knees spread wide apart and reached below and behind herself to grab her ankles with her hands. This position thrust her huge tits forward and up while spreading her pussy to show off her darkly swollen inner lips and the wet valley inside.

Leandro walked to just behind Prezlea-Lynn and rested his hand on her dimpled ass. As he did so, wanting to keep a clear head, he discreetly tipped his drink into a California lilac bush. Prezlea-Lynn squirmed for a moment, getting used to the position she had put herself in, then with a shrug of her shoulders she waited, lewdly displayed to anybody watching, with her head down and her eyes fixed on the floor.

Meanwhile, overcome with her own needs, Laura had been fingering her own clitoris. She could not remember that little bud ever being so swollen before in all her life. She needed fucking again and again and again just like her friend Cora had been fucked by Sam. Her hands were busy between her legs as she carried on fingering her hard clit.

"Oh, God, I'm cumming!" she screamed out shamelessly. She almost collapsed to her knees next to Prezlea-Lynn.

Leandro shrugged. May as well enjoy himself. He unzippered his pants and stepped before Prezlea-Lynn with his hard cock throbbing with each heartbeat just in front of the young woman's face. He smiled down at her and said, "Look at my cock, girl! You want this, don't you?"

Prezlea-Lynn looks up at Leandro's thick veiny cock and whispered, "I want your cock in my mouth."

"Louder, I can't hear you," Leandro said as he grabbed his cock by the base to slap her face with it leaving a wet slime of pre-cum across Prezlea-Lynn's plump cheek.

Prezlea-Lynn took a deep breath and called out in a loud voice that even turned the heads of nearby people busily fucking like rabbits on the grass with abandon, "Please, I need to have your cock in my mouth. I'm begging you -- fuck my throat until you cum all over my face!" She looked at the floor again, unable to believe what she had just come out with.

"Don't take your eyes off my cock again, girl," Leandro said as he slapped her across the face with his cock once again. "Now open your mouth wide so I can put my prick down your throat."

Prezlea-Lynn looked up at the meaty, throbbing cock in front of her eyes and opened her mouth wide waiting for Leandro to ram himself in but he told her, "That's better. But suck my hairy balls first. Show me you are a true slut."

Leandro stood before her with his legs spread wide in a confident, dominant pose waiting for Prezlea-Lynn to obey. The girl inched forward awkwardly on her knees until her face was buried right in his crotch. Bending forward with her back arched in a bow Prezlea-Lynn tilted her head and pushed her face under Leandro's thick cock to suck first one hairy ball then the second into her mouth.

"Oh, yeah, that feels so good. Yeah, suck my balls. Oh, God, now lick my cock," Leandro moaned as he pulled Prezlea-Lynn's head back by her hair to offer his throbbing cock to her mouth. Prezlea-Lynn looked up into Leandro's eyes then ran her tongue up the under side of his thick penis and swirled it around his bulging purple cock head before opening her mouth to take his cock fully into her. Leandro's eyes rolled back into his head as Prezlea-Lynn took more and more of him into her mouth until she gave a little choking gag before allowing his thick head into her throat and began to swallow; slurping his cock deep inside her.

Leandro smiled as he continued to grasp Prezlea-Lynn's hair and started to fuck her face faster and faster until he pulled back and began to stroke himself with one hand while he held her head in place with the other. Prezlea-Lynn waited with her mouth wide open to accept his spunk but he purposely aimed high as he came and came again. The first shot sprayed a long string of thick ropey cum onto her forehead, into her dark hair and across her right eye with the second shot splattering across into her nose like war paint. The third and fourth shots hit her chin and throat and began to run down onto Prezlea-Lynn's large tits.

"You look so good with your face covered in my jizz," Leandro laughed. "Now let's cover your whole body in man spunk. Here, help me with her," he asked a passing man. A moment later, he recognized the man as his near neighbor, Samuel Wolford. He smiled at Sam.

Between them they lifted Prezlea-Lynn and lay her on her back with her knees up in the air and her legs splayed wide open; her hands grasped her ankles for dear life while her wet pussy was open for everyone to see and fuck. "I want to see her covered in cum before the night's through," Leandro told Sam.

"Alright, bro!" yelled his helper as he crawled between Prezlea-Lynn's widespread legs to push his own cock into her sopping snatch and began to fuck her. As he pounded into her Prezlea-Lynn began to respond in kind by pushing her hips up for each thrust trying to reach orgasm, but Sam pulled out too soon and came all over her soft tits and belly leaving her moaning on the grass unsatisfied.

Another man came over and began to fuck her while yet another put his long, slender cock into her mouth. Prezlea-Lynn tried to cum again but the men both pulled out and sprayed their sperm all over her zaftig body. Soon she was writhing on the grass in desperate need trying to reach her climax as man after man left what they were doing fucked her swollen pussy or face only to leave their cum on her. Some men did cum in her and white semen dripped from her swollen vagina to run down her ass and thighs to pool on the grass beneath as they left her for the next man to take his turn. Creamy sperm collected on her body, forming a small pond in her belly button, covering her tits and face and was even matted in her hair. At times Prezlea-Lynn was fucked at both ends while other men stood around watching the show and either being stroked to hardness by their women or just jerking themselves until they got another chance to fuck her. Finally the men quit fucking Prezlea-Lynn and left her there stained white with drying semen and yet still unsatisfied.

While she had been watching young Prezlea-Lynn's willing gang-bang, Laura had kept one hand in her own pussy and had been circling and circling her clitoris, stimulating herself into a frenzy of excitement until Sam's fiance, Cora Miller came and stood next to her. As soon as the last man had finished shedding his seed all over Prezlea-Lynn's face, the two girls looked at each other, smiled a secret smile, and then they crossed over to where Prezlea-Lynn lay, her legs still obscenely wide apart.

"I do so love the taste of fresh sperm," Laura murmured to Cora. "Would you like it warm from her cunt or off her tits and face?"

"I want it warm from a hot pussy," Cora purred as she lowered her head to lick at Prezlea-Lynn's puffy cum filled snatch. Laura meanwhile began to lick at Prezlea-Lynn's face; cleaning her eyes off first before licking down her face to begin tonguing off her tits. Prezlea-Lynn began moaning and bucking her hips up with each lap at her engorged clit as Cora attended to her needy pussy until she finally climaxed in a long and loud orgasm and then immediately after had another as Cora continued sucking and licking ropes of cum from out her hot vagina. The girls finished cleaning off Prezlea-Lynn by sharing the pool of cum in her navel. When they were finally done licking they helped Prezlea-Lynn to stand on shaky legs.

"You need to get properly clean, girl," Laura said as she and Cora led Prezlea-Lynn off to the hot tub set on a paved area behind Deacon Stearns's old farmhouse. The crowd that had been watching the performance gave Prezlea-Lynn a round of cheers and wolf-whistles as she walked off with the two women lovers supporting her by the arms.

Leandro smiled as Prezlea-Lynn with her dripping pussy disappeared into the gathering followed by several other men and women. Glancing around, he saw that Stearns was still over by the barbecue handing out burgers and hot dogs and chicken. Perfect opportunity, he thought. While everyone was distracted by the girls' performance, Leandro casually slipped into the darkness between a stand of trees and made his way over to the whitewashed farmhouse. He picked up an empty beer bottle as cover in case somebody asked where he was going. If he was stopped he could claim he was looking for some more suds.

He waited until the room was empty then stepped into the brightly lit kitchen and passed stacks of paper napkins, plastic cutlery and bowls of salad safe under Saran wrap. The kitchen's decor was slightly dated and old-fashioned but perfectly clean. Being careful not to hurry and draw attention to himself he crossed the kitchen and through a door into a dining room. Even in the semi-darkness he made out a large table with eight chairs and a credenza against one wall. Giving his eyes time to acquire night vision Leandro tiptoed across the room and into a hallway. From a previous scrutiny of the plans of the house provided by the ATF he knew that the study was on the first floor near the front of the farmhouse. A wide stairway led up to a darkened landing and he crept quietly upstairs keeping his feet to the edges of the treads to avoid any creaks. A door slammed downstairs followed by a burst of laughter making his heart leap in his chest.

The door was locked. No surprises there. He was no expert but this was only an internal door so shouldn't be too difficult so taking out a pencil flashlight and a set of picks; he finally tricked the lock and heard a satisfying click as the tumblers opened. He was in.

The study was also in darkness, lit only by a faint glow from the fire pit. Shading the flashlight's beam with his hand, Leandro crossed to the wooden desk and tried the drawers. Also locked but a few minute's work with the picks easily opened them. In the top drawer was the usual stationery -- half a ream of paper, a calculator, paperclips, thumbtacks and ballpoint pens. The second held a roll of bank notes and a Browning automatic pistol with a couple of extra clips. That should have been enough to see a convicted felon like Stearns sent back to the slammer but the ATF wanted much more. The third was treasure, or at least Leandro hoped it was. A ledger was filled with dates and times and comments in code but Leandro knew that there were code breakers at HQ or the FBI's Quantico who should be able to crack any code easily enough. He took out a tiny microfilm spy camera and rapidly snapped off pictures of the pages. That should make his handlers very happy, he thought as he took the last few shots and slipped the miniature camera into a concealed pocket in his jacket lining.

Leandro rubbed his forehead, wiping away nervous sweat, and replaced the ledger, making sure it was in the exact same place in the drawer before he relocked it. He wiped clean any surfaces he may have touched and then silently let himself out before going back downstairs. He breathed a sigh of relief mixed with regret as he knew that this awesome mission was coming to an end. All good things come to an end, he told himself, couldn't expect it to last for ever, but he would be sorry to give up on the side benefits of this assignment. Having two attractive women bent over and taking a good, hard spanking before having sex with them. And now tonight's mega-orgy. He licked his lips in anticipation.

He tiptoed downstairs and into the kitchen. Too late he heard noise and his heart leaped into his mouth when Libby, Deacon Stearns's wife turned around. The plumpish woman was naked except for her apron and she was tossing a vinaigrette salad dressing.

"Where have you sprung from?" she asked. Leandro was glad there was no suspicion in her tone.

"Sorry. I was looking for the bathroom. All the ones outside were taken."

She smiled and nodded. "Could you take this salad out to the barbecue for me? Thanks."

Leandro took the bowl and was glad of the cover it provided. After he dropped it off he looked around and saw the orgy was still going on. He grinned. If the mission was coming to an end then he was going to make the most of it. He felt like a refreshing dip in the hot tub and he felt his cock stiffening in his pants with pre-cum leaking from his erect cock and he wondered if he could find Laura there. On his way around to the back of the farmhouse he managed to fondle a few tits and even grope a wet cunt or two as he passed willing women while they in turn stroked his bulging cock or ass.

At the steaming hot tub he found a sight that made him pause for an instant. A woman in her forties was bent over by the steps with her ass to the yard showing off her gaping vagina and asshole. He didn't know her name but he had seen her at church most Sundays and once or twice around town. Then she had been the model of suburban propriety but now white cum was leaking from both orifices and down her crack out onto her thighs. On her jiggling ass cheeks her husband had written in black marker, 'Fuck any hole to enter tub' with arrows pointing to both. Leandro's cock stiffened again until it was hard as blue steel. He stripped off his clothes and laid them neatly on a chair. Now freed from the restrictions of clothing he stretched his muscles and pushed himself into the woman's tight asshole. She had been well used there, but he found that she was not quite ready for his thick cock and she grunted loudly as he pushed himself up into her tight rectum.

"Oh, it hurts. Oh, you are the biggest yet!" the woman groaned.

"Rub yourself while I use your ass; that'll help," said Leandro as he rammed into her back passage. She had been stroking her firm C-cup breasts and nipples but quickly moved her hands down to her clit when he smacked her ass to hurry her along. When the woman finally shrieked out her climax he withdrew and entered the enormous hot tub with his cock still hard and throbbing.

"Thank you, that was great," the woman murmured to his back as Leandro stepped down into the bubbling warm waters, his cock thrusting forward like a ship's bowsprit.

"John, it's about time you got back to me!" Laura squealed as she stood, dripping water, to hug her partner pushing her full breasts into him. "I've been wanting to fuck your big cock all night long and I want to fuck it now," she murmured into his ear. "You've got the thickest cock here too and I want it in me now."

Leandro looked around the hot tub and through the steam he saw Prezlea-Lynn snogging a young man in his early twenties. The guy looked like a farmhand and he was pleased that his young employee had found someone to occupy her attentions.

Having finished in the kitchen Libby, Deacon Stearns's wife, came by with more fruit punch and offered them both another glass. Although, like all the other women, Libby was completely naked and he caught a good view of her hairy bush, unlike all the others she didn't seem to have taken part in the night's orgy and had retained her composure.

"Stop looking at her cunt -- it's not as good as mine," Laura said once Libby was out of earshot.

"It's not bad though," Leandro said thoughtfully. His sex-crazed mind found it difficult to focus on anything but pussy but, thinking about it with the small amount of rationality he had left, he hadn't witnessed Deacon Stearns taking part either. All he had done was stand on the sidelines and watch the activities of his flock.

"Oh, you'll never fuck me at this rate," Laura pouted.

"Well, just make sure I stay hard until I do get to fuck you," Leandro said as he put her soft palm on his still rigid prick. Laura smiled archly and began to slide her hand up and down his throbbing shaft under the frothing water.

An older, gray-haired woman in the tub next to Laura began to moan from the depths of her own ecstasy then turned to her to ask, "Would you help me climax, dear? I always need a finger up my cunt to bring me over the top."

Laura laughed as she answered the gasping woman, "Of course, anything to help a lady in distress."

With that, she reached down to the woman's open pussy with her free hand and slid it gently inside, searching for her G-spot. She was surprised at how the woman's pussy felt even wetter than the water as she slowly moved her finger up and down to play with her clit; then back down to her needy vagina.

"Oh, my God! My clit, rub my clit! Make me cum!" the woman cried out as she moved her hips to rub herself even harder onto Laura's hand. "Oh, God, that feels so wonderful!" she yelled as she grabbed Laura's hand and held it there as she came and came again in the hot water next to Laura.

"My turn now," Laura demanded as she grabbed Leandro's hand to put it firmly between her own legs. "Do me like I've done her."

"Of course," Leandro answered with a smile as he dug deep for her own G-spot and felt her quivering body relax as his finger found it's way into Laura's sweet wetness.

The woman beside Laura stood saying, "Thanks, that was wonderful but it's time for me to find a fresh cock now. I think that hunky man over there will do." She stepped up out of the hot tub; water dripping from her heavy swinging tits as she went in search for more cock to satisfy her insatiable needs.

Now that his ATF duties were done Leandro sipped on his beer as he carried on playing with Laura's erect clit with until she too came even as she continued stroking his shaft.