THE COMMUNION

The Communion

This story is fiction. A lady, who was a lay minister at her catholic church, asked me to write her a hot story. She loved her niece and church outings with the teens. So, to make her happy, here’s a coming of age story with a little twist. Enjoy, but if you are looking for i****t or ********ia, keep on moving to other sources.

My name is Jean, and I am the leader of this congregation. Ours is a conservative church group with a vision that focuses on strong family relationships. As such, our group believes that this can be done through practical application of what the word reveals to us. In short we are your normal next door neighbors with a belief that modesty is a religious virtue. No skirts shorter than two fingers above the knee. No shirts that show cleavage. In the youth activity area we post rules that are supported with verses so that all know that modesty is good, vanity is bad. But the puberty into adulthood time frame is always fraught with detours from the golden path.
As we all know, puberty is not easy. It is not easy on the adults and on those who are going through it. When the k**s get their attack of the hormones my heart just goes out to them. The girls start getting breasts, pubic hair, and menstruation. The boys’ penis and testicles get bigger, voice deepens, and facial and pubic hair shows that they are maturing. Girls become moody, irritable and showing sexual exhibitionism. Boys can become more aggressive and develop a sex drive that needs to be satisfied. All started masturbating and sometimes in public.
That’s where I have to step in. On my computer I have access to all **********eras and I can see what is going on in the showers, locker rooms and dorms. This is how I can intercede and guide the k**s to a behavior that will keep their parents from going insane and the congregation to remain as a conservative group of God fearing people. We tried “Virginity pledge” where we made elaborate spectacles as the teenagers’ vowed abstinence until marriage. The pledge of abstinence was as effective as giving aspirin to a dying man.
I saw that trying to put the ‘Fear of God’ to the teens had limited effect; we decided to join with the Pap Warner’s youth football and cheerleading program. My hope was that the physical activity will drain the k**s and they will restrain their sexual exuberance. It was wonderful seeing the young boys run onto the field in their equipment. My heart was simply skipping many beats as the taunt muscles wrapped in tight uniforms took to the line of scrimmage. Looking at their tushies my pussy got wet with sweet desires. This is not to take away from the girls. I reminded them about modesty, but they chose the skimpiest of uniforms. The material was as thin as gauze; tight to the body with the skirt barely covered the butt. Looking from the bleachers we would be as excited as those on the field. At every play we would watch the cheerleaders kick up their pleated skirts, exposing their shapely thighs. And when the team scored they treated us with cartwheels and their cameltoes. Sometimes I swore, that those were not cameltoes but naked pussies.
After those games we would always had to be vigilant to the events that would go on in the locker rooms. The k**s would be pumped with hormones. The testosterone laden boys would quietly do it in shower stalls with their back to the water stream and their hand pulling and rubbing the tip of their penis. One time surreptitiously I walked into the shower area that was empty of all but one stall. There I saw a boy enjoying himself. I decided to intervene and with my hand I took over massaging the boy’s penis. Then I put my lips around his penis and started massaging him with my lips and tongue. When he began to tense-up, I pulled it out and said, "It’s OK, you can come, and it’s easy; God gave us these things to honor him and to enjoy". And put his shiny, wet penis back into my mouth and worked on it for a while; and then he started to come, to ejaculate, and I said "see, this is how a boy gives life. But, let’s keep this as a secret between us".
The girls are more difficult. They are more coy and devious and catching them masturbating was not as easy as catching the boys. You could see these nubile bodies running and giggling, their faces flushed with excitement as they pulled and lifted their skirts so as to show off their panties. You could not avoid their puffies with hard nipples poking through their tops. Every once in a while you’d catch their hands cupping their pussies and breasts, but I made sure that they were not made to feel badly about their bodies.
One day I spotted the f******n year old Haley definitely showing her cameltoe and her adorable puffies. The way she exhibited herself, I realized that there would be nothing that I could do to prevent her from ‘satisfying’ herself. I sat at my computer scanning all the **********eras. Soon I spotted her lying on a bench between the lockers. She looked up as if knowing that someone is watching her and started to tweak her clit rolling it between her fingers and pulling on it as her excitement grew. Then gradually she stared to pick up speed using two fingers to enthusiastically rub her engorged clit getting faster and rubbing harder arching her back and pushing her pussy upwards as she moaned and groaned in ecstasy. She continued to thrust her open pink nectar hole as the raptures of orgasm began to hit her body and she muffled her scream of delight as she was cumming. I was so engrossed and excited by Haley’s masturbation that I hadn’t realized that I was frantically frigging myself. With my silent wail I came all over my hand while never taking my eyes of Haley’s pulsating pussy lips.
That’s when I decided that we had to do something in order to bring the k**s into adulthood in a safe and pleasurable way. I delved into religious customs where the teens would go through coming-of-age ceremonies for both boys and girls. My research led me to the ancient Egypt’s boy and girl 'passage of life' ceremonies. In that society all c***dren were legitimate and they did not even had a word for a virgin. Sexuality in ancient Egypt was open, untainted by guilt. Sex was an important part of life - from birth to death. Taking after Isis, the mother goddess, Egyptian women strove to be intelligent, wise, mystical and mothers. Men had to prove their masculinity by fathering c***dren. Unmarried women were free to choose partners as they so desire, and enjoy their love life to its fullest. The Coming-of-Age ceremony was inside the Temple and was officiated by the High Priestess and the High Priest. Only after the High Clergy made themselves ritually pure, both the girl and the boy were initiated into adulthood by ritualistically losing their virginity.
Choosing my Co-Clergy was easy. Without a doubt it was to be my congregational co-leader, Jim. He was a true black Adonis whom every woman swooned and secretly wished that he would do her. Not to mention, that many a times I caught myself staring at his sizable crotch.
Jim’s and my plan was as simple as faith. First we started a class on ‘Marriage and family’. There we talked on the Purpose of Marriage, the need for involvement of church in sex education for *********t c***dren. Since all parents have trouble talking about sex, we convinced them to let us educate the k**s separately. We told the k**s that sex us a need and a desire, not a sin. We showed them the safety of a closed circle to providing an understanding of the process of sexual arousal and release, an explanation of why, at puberty they experience an urgent need for sex. Then we progressed in telling them about ancient Egypt and how it is in the interest of their godly being to be pure before the ceremony. Our sex education process was a more ‘hands-on’ than book learning. We tried to banish inhibition, shyness, embarrassment and other impediments to the enjoyment of sex. Luckily we had two f******n year-old boys and two girls and an equal number of older boys and girls. First of all, in today’s age, there’s no need to risk an ******** pregnancy therefore all girls were started on the pill. We knew that the older ones were no longer virgins so we had enlisted their help into guiding the younger ones into being comfortable with their bodies. I taught the girls, that we as women, have an absolute entitlement of the female climax, we should initiate oral sex as foreplay. But the virgin k**s were allowed to "look, but not touch". We guided their education toward the moment so as to enter a new stage in their adult life. We were happy waiting for the second Sunday in August for the virgin boy and the girl coming out. That was to be the day for her not only have her hymen broken, she also needed to know that her partner has ejaculated, and the sense of semen inside her, so as the event was to serve as the First Communion.
On the Saturday before the Communion Sunday, we arrived at a remote cabin in the Sequoia National Park. My heart skipped few beats as I watched the doors of the mini-bus open and eight adorable teenagers hopped out. The girls, just as I, were dressed in similarly dressed in short cheerleader skirts and tight sleeveless tops. The boys were wearing jean cutoffs and football practice T-shirts. Jim, who also was our driver, got up and simply stretched. The sight of his taunt muscles sent a wave of pleasure through me. Luckily I was wearing sunglasses, and he could not see me ogling his body. But as I walked passed him, I ‘innocently’ brushed my hard nipples against his back and ever so slightly pressed my hot mons against his hard ass. He stood still and let me enjoy the feeling.
We entered the expansive cabin prepared for us by members of the congregation. The first floor was laid out like a dormitory. The second floor had vaulted ceiling and a window with an amazing view of the meadow. In the center of the room was a large 6 foot long altar that was covered with thick white silk d****. From the floor at each corner of the altar rose a massive candle. On the wall hang a massive crucifix. Below it was a raised ledge that that had a silver plate with a silver chalice and three cups of sacred lettuce. After a quick scan, I turned my attention to the boys and girls. “Listen to me” I said, “Let’s all unpack quickly, put on sneakers and we’ll have a quick game of Touch Football”. Within a whirl, we were outside in the meadow. Since there was an even number of boys and girls I declared “This is going to be boys versus girls. And to make things even, girls can tackle, but boys are allowed only to touch”. Jim protested, but I told him that in this game, girls rule and I am the top girl. He laughed and took it like real sport. I managed to lose my panties and my bra. Jim was a sight to drool over as my breasts got engorged with the nipples poking through with desire. He wore pale blue Spandex bicycle shorts and a white T-shirt. Every female’s attention was drawn to his immense bulge that began at his crotch, folded to the left and reaching to his hip bone. “It can’t be real” I muttered to myself. We won the coin toss and I handed the ball to Haley and she ran down the center. The other girls tried to clear the path for her by tackling any one. One could see their beautiful camel toes as they would jump on any boy who was down as it no longer was touch football, but grope football. The giggles and laughter was contagious. All boys and Jim had a fine display of male testosterone in all its glory with their pants not able to hide their hard-ones. The girls would ‘dry hump’ any boy that was down. The boys got into the fun and would sneak their hands down and rub the girl’s pussy lips. I was not about to give up on the fun. I looked at Haley’s pert nipples and her thonglet that outlined a perfectly delicious camel toe and melted. I told her to help me tackle Jim. He looked at us and instantly knew what we were about to do. With no effort he fell back as we pounced on him. Haley’s face was crazy with lust when she jumped on his chest and pulled her thong to expose her pussy. His hands lifted her and planted her on his mouth sucking her lips. At the same time I mounted his torso with full intension to ride him like a cowgirl. With my right hand I reached under his shorts and grabbed the base of his shaft. With the left hand opened my lips and lowered myself onto his mushroom head. My sopping wet cunt adjusted to his size, I sank down making sure that I could feel every inch of him go into me… and started grinding, rotating and pushing my pelvis into his pubic bone. Haley was moaning like she was on the verge of her first orgasm. I reached under her top grabbed her boobies and began squeezing and twisting her nipples. Jim pulled her harder onto his mouth grabbing her clit with his teeth then pushing his tongue into her hole. He was lapping her with all his might and expertise. My mind and body were a whirl of sexual urges, intensified with Harley’s yells of passion. I began kissing her neck and pulling her nipples as hard as I could. Jim did not let Haley off his mouth and his pelvis was fucking me mercilessly. I knew that I was not going to come, but, in the worst way, I wanted Haley to come. She, with her throat gasping for air was shuddering, her body was coming close to her surrendering her innocence to the man below her. He mashed his face deep into her pussy. His tongue was covering her entire pussy with one long lick. She thrashed back and forth as Jim devoured her and sucked and swallowed every ounce of juice she produced. She came with a violent orgasm that flooded his mouth even further. He did not stop from licking but increased his thrusts inside me. I could feel his cock head get big his body stiffen and with his pelvis lift me high pushing his dick into my cervix. I felt his cock throbbing as the huge load of cum started to flood my pussy. He emptied his balls of hot cum, coating my insides with the hot juices. My cunt muscles grabbed his shaft so that I could feel every vein of his glorious cock. He relaxed and as he got soft, he pulled out of me letting our juices drip down my leg. It was a superbly erogenous moment.
I took Haley’s hand into my left and Jim’s into my right and like c***dren we happily ‘skipped’ into the lodge. After relaxation and a quick meal I announced that the ‘girls’ will go to the bath and get themselves prepared for tomorrow. We had girly fun. The virgins had been given special care. Both girls had a faint bit of pubic hair. Lovingly we soaped their pussies and shaved them clean. They could feel my hands inside their folds carefully applying the wax where needed and quickly removing the strip before they could even think twice about pain. To make them feel grown up, we applied beauty mask to their faces. They giggled and were truly joyous about it as we all anticipated the tomorrow.
Sunday morning the boys were the first to get ready. They shaved their pubis and put on a shenti, a traditional male dress of ancient Egypt. It was a small piece of white linen that was d****d around their waist. The bottom edge of the virgin boys’ shenti had a blue stripe. Jim prepared himself differently. First, he made sure that his pubis and balls were clean from any hint of hair. Then, he took a little of bottle of massage oil and squirted some into the palms of his hands and rubbed the oil onto his face, chest, thighs slowly transforming himself from a dull black into the ebony of a shiny piano key. He squirted some oil into the palm of my hand and told me to do his back. With a touch of a feather I move my hands from the top of his neck to his bottom spreading his cheeks. With my pulse heightened I spread some oil onto his cock and watching as he grew in my hand and pushing the pink head out of its foreskin. Not wanting to start prematurely, I wrapped him in his shenti. All boys and my Black Adonis drank an herbal potion and fortified themselves with a little blue pill.
The girls started preparing themselves. The older girls took a fragrant musky-smelling lotion and applied it to virgins. Their fingers massaged their breasts. Starting at the outer edges, the lotion was stroked into their skin, quickly and lightly. Their nipples showed the signs hardening and tightening and longing to be touched. But the fingers did not touch them. They massaged and stroked and painted all the rest of their puffies, deliberately avoiding the tight brown peaks. The older girls dressed them in blue faience beaded fish-net dresses. The dress, at the same time, made them dressed and nude. It was barely crotch-length. Their titties were lifted and displayed on a shelf of golden beads. The older girls put on their fishnet dresses of red beads that were a mid-thigh that covered their boobies. For myself, I chose a dress that was a copy of what a high priestess in the Temple of Isis would wear. The body hugging turquoise and gold beads literally took years off my real age. My boobs got hard and they were beautifully nestled so that the nipples were sticking out through a small opening that permanently pinched them just like Janet Jacksons famous “wardrobe malfunction”. I painted my lips red, put on mascara and lined my eyes in black that finished my look of sensuality and importance that only a high priestess can possess. Just as men we fortified ourselves with flibanserin, the female Viagra. Now we were ready for the Coming of Age Ceremony.
We entered the ‘CEREMONY’ room. Jim and I stood in front of the altar. The teens entered in two lines. The virgins were in the front row. Behind Haley there was an older boy and behind the virgin boy was an older girl.
“We are here to take these young souls and take them over the threshold into adulthood.” I said. “From today, they will leave their c***dhood and become adults with responsibilities over their own lives”. All were quiet looking at me with seriousness of a mature person. “From now on, orgasm and ejaculation constitute a religious expression of life. It is a Holy Communion and not just an exchange of bodily fluids, man’s semen is sacred”. I continued “We as your leaders will consecrate ourselves first, so that when we receive you, the Holiness of life will go to you”. I took the challis and handed the lettuce cups to the girls. With that I turned toward Jim, took off his shenti and took his cock. I don't think I ever saw anything sexier or more sensual in my entire life. His penis was not fully erect but it was a work of art. It was dark red and crisscrossed with veins, the purple head breaking through the foreskin. Taking his veiny, cock in my hand I rubbed its full length up and down closing my hand around it my fingers barely touching as they spanned his girth. Pulling his foreskin up and down, I gently wanked this magnificent cock. My hand pale and white contrasted against his dark weapon. It was everything I had dreamed of. Desperate to taste it I lowered my head and slipped my tongue up the length and around the tip. A gentle groan came from Jim’s lips. Encouraged I looked up into his big brown eyes and deliberately and slowly opened my red lips and took the tip of his cock in my mouth. His eyes closed in ecstasy as I continued to take as much of this magnificent tool in my mouth as I could. I felt his hand on my head as he played with my hair. Then with the other hand he reached down behind me and toyed with the fishnet opening in my dress. His big fingers probed and pulled at the beads until my up turned butt was exposed to him. He ran his fingers gently over my hot pussy. The feeling was so naughty; here I was in front of my congregants being fingered as I sucked on his rigid rod. I looked over and saw every girl had her boy’s penis in her mouth. The k**s were as enthralled with sex as I was. Jim's fingers needed no help to find my entrance as I was dripping wet with desire. His big fingers toyed with the folds of my pussy driving me crazy. I feverishly sucked on his cock wanking it harder now like the little slut I had become this day. Jim’s fingers slowly circled my lips and then slide easily into my hot wet pussy. His finger felt like a cock as it slide in and out of me. I was being fucked by him. It was sooo erotic. A steady trickle of tastily sweet precum poured into me. I took pulls on his prong admiring the shine I was giving his glans and head. I nibbled around the flared head, watching his facial expression change with each part. Circumnavigating his glans was quite an effort, and his thickness puffed out to spread my fingertips as he hardened. He was thrusting hard in his excitement and I had a little trouble keeping him under control. My hand teased his balls and gently stroked his shaft as he face-fucked me. I could hear him groan and felt the swell of his cock head as I allowed it into my throat. I knew he was about to cum and I took him out of my mouth and placed the head of his cock into the chalice. He groaned deeply as he emptied himself into the cup tugging on his foreskin to ensure that there was all that was to give. The boys ejaculated into the lettuce cups. “We are witnesses to a sacred moment”, I said. “This semen is nectar of life.” Then I drank it from the chalice and the girls ingested their semen filed holy cups of lettuce.
After drinking the semen, I walked toward Haley, took her by the hand and brought her to the altar. In a solemn silence, took off her fishnet dress. Her angelic face showed uncommon innocence. I kissed her on her lips and trailed my tongue down her neck and suckled her nipples. Jim came over, lifted her and lay her down on the altar. With gentleness of a saint he spread her legs before me. My fingers were sliding slowly back and forth from her ass to her pussy … not touching either her lips or clit. My lips are brushing light kisses just above her clit. My fingers work at her clit, teasing the swollen nub, diving into her hole, moving from her labia to her clit. I can feel her excitement rising. I put her legs on my shoulders, lifting her bum, and thrust my tongue into her sopping, quivering pussy. My tongue was licking and sucking, pussy, clit, her body was trembling, her nipples were hard as rocks. Haley’s fingers find their way down her pussy, opening her pussy lips wider for my tongue. My tongue dives in deeper … searching, finding her g-spot, making her scream. Her pussy grips and squeezes my tongue as it is working frantically at that sensitive spot, she started to explode. It was delicious.
Now Jim took over. He climbed onto the altar, turned Haley so that he was comfortable between Haley’s spread legs. She looked so small under his body. I took his rejuvenated hard cock and rubbed it up and down Haley’s youthful pussy lips. I pushed his cock a little bit; it did not go in. he pushed harder and I saw the head stretch Haley’s pussy lips, and his cockhead go in just a little bit. He positioned himself for the final onslaught and pushed harder. His cockhead was still partially inside as he felt the resistance of Haley's hymen. As his cock penetrated Haley, she cried out, "Oh, my God! It hurts! It is too big! Stop! Stop!" However, he firmly and gently pushed the head inside further and further. He stopped and let Haley’s pussy adjust to his size. Then he pushed hard and on his face I saw his delight in taking her hymen. He was inside Haley’s tight, slippery, tunnel of love. Within seconds, his cock was inside Haley and she sunk her teeth and bit his shoulder as he penetrated her virgin pussy. When his cock was fully inside Haley, he nibbled her ear, and whispered, "Darling, the hard part is over; it is fully inside now." He started pumping, while I held her head and stroked her hair. He fucked her gently with short strokes. Haley became uninhibited, and placed her legs over his body, and fucked him back with forceful, long strokes. As far as fucking was concerned, Haley was a natural, He placed both of his hands under Haley's butt and pulled her upwards, towards himself during each of his down strokes. His hard cock going in and out of her cunt, with long and fast strokes, put both of them in seventh heaven. Suddenly, she stiffened, increased her up thrusts, and fucked faster and faster. I saw her body stiffen, and her pussy muscles tighten and spasm. Haley was on the verge of another wonderful orgasm! She screamed, "Oh, my God! Oooohhhh...! Don't stop! Don't stop! Fuck me like crazy! Fuck mmmeeee...! Fuck mmmmeeee...!" and orgasmed.