Lesbian MILF Seductress: Church Mom

"That's much better, my pet," Bree nodded with approval, as she moved into position behind her. "I like a pet who says exactly what she wants."

Bree rubbed the cock up and down the pet's wet pussy lips but not advancing, always knowing to prolong the inevitable for as long as possible... teasing the pet and making her desperate with lust always enhanced the effectiveness of the submission.

Sarah's pussy burned... she needed that cock in her, and she needed it right now. She moaned, "Oh please, fuck me with that cock. I need it so bad."

"You sure?" Bree asked. "I don't want you to feel pressured into doing anything you don't want."

Sarah knew the girl was testing her, that her dignity was at stake, but she no longer cared. She wanted this cock. She needed this cock. "Just slam that fucking cock in my filthy cunt," Sarah demanded, completely consumed with lust.

Even Bree was surprised by the nasty response and she obliged her cock-hungry pet by sliding the entire cock easily inside her pet's wet box.

"Oh, fuuuuuuuuuck!" Sarah screamed, as her pussy was filled deeper than it had ever been before.

"You like this?" Bree questioned once her tool was deep inside her pet, already knowing the answer.

"God, yes," Sarah moaned, feeling fuller than she'd fathomed possible.

"You understand you're my pet now, don't you?" Bree asked, keeping the cock buried deep inside her pet's pussy... which she knew would drive her crazy.

"Yes," Sarah answered, not at all worried about the implications of what that entailed, absorbed only in the pleasure that being a pet was already bringing her.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I'll be your pet," Sarah amended.

"Yes, you'll be my pet, what?" Bree persevered, always working on conditioning a pet into being a full-time subservient.

Sarah wasn't sure what else to say. She responded, "Yes, I'll be your pet slut."

"Better," Bree nodded, "but if you are my pet, than I am your..."

"Mistress!" Sarah blurted out. "I'm your pet and you're my Mistress! Is that right?"

"Yes it is. Good pet," Bree approved as she slowly started to fuck her pet.

"Oh yes, Mistress," Sarah moaned, "that feels so good," as she felt the cock slide in and out of her fiery pussy... her orgasm starting to build in just a few strokes.

"Oh yes, my pet," Bree purred, shifting to harder, deeper thrusts, "A good Mistress will guide her pet to the most amazing pleasures in her life."

"Already there," Sarah responded, the big cock and the hard fucking a revelation of what sex could be. (On the rare blue moon she and her husband had sex he made love to her, he didn't fuck her... or in other words, no orgasms for her.)

"Are you already close to coming, my pet?" Bree asked, wanting to have her pet at a fever's pitch, but not yet at climax.

"Yes, Mistress," Sarah admitted, knowing her orgasm was imminent, even though it had been less than two minutes since Bree had first entered her.

Bree pulled out.

"What? No!" Sarah whined, so close to coming she could taste it.

"Should a pet come before her Mistress?" Bree sprang a pop quiz, as she stepped away from her pet and unfastened the harness.

Sarah wondered if this roadblock meant she was going to get to fuck Bree... which was something she'd never considered. She answered, the question clearly requiring a specific response, "No, Mistress, she shouldn't."

"Good girl," Bree nodded, as she sat down on the couch. "Now come over here and get your Mistress off."

Sarah reluctantly left behind her bent-over position and weakly, her legs numb, her body trembling, approached the strap-on left lying on the floor.

Bree redirected her, "No, no strap-on. Drop to your knees and crawl to me."

Sarah finally had the light bulb go on in her head. Her Mistress expected her to lick her pussy.

"Come, my pet," Bree ordered. "Your full sexual discovery will include understanding your natural submissiveness and your underlying need to obey and please. As you serve me, you should notice the inner contentment it brings you."

Sarah had always been a pleaser. She'd always attempted to make people happy and took pleasure from it. So her Mistress' words made sense in general, but there was a difference between a natural desire to make people happy and sex... wasn't there?

"Now, my pet," Bree repeated, her tone firm, seeing the look of trepidation on her pet's face. "You already committed to being my pet, which means complete obedience. There need be no looking back once you've discovered who and what you really are."

Sarah looked up at Bree, vulnerable and insecure, and she asked, "I'm still confused, Mistress. Please tell me: what am I?"

"My pet, you're at core a sexual being, a submissive," Bree listed. "The true Sarah thrives under the control of a loving but demanding Mistress. But that's never the destination, but the path. And I'm here to help guide you in this spiritual journey."

"Spiritual?" Sarah asked, the word seeming to be an odd choice.

"Of course," Bree nodded, spreading her legs wider to show her pet her completely shaved, inviting pussy, "You were created by the Lord. Would he deliberately create pleasure for you if he didn't want you to experience it?"

"I guess not," Sarah said, the girl's reasoning making sense.

"So only through exploration can God's creations discover who we truly are. Your moral code, your personality, your compassion and your work ethic are all parts of the complex package of who you are, but if you ignore your sexual identity and all that covers, you're not living the life the Lord created your soul and your body to experience," Bree explained, sounding more like a minister than a young coed coaxing a MILF to munch on her snatch.

Sarah heard the words and visualized the complex puzzle pieces that had been her life, or her lack of a life as she was beginning to realize; and they, in addition to some new puzzle pieces, were now coming together to form a brand-new picture of her future. It was a more sexual picture, a less restricted picture, a less personally responsible picture, and especially a more fulfilling picture.

Bree, seeing she was winning the religious mother and wife over, added, "Plus, in the purest sense, is there anything more beautiful than giving someone else pleasure? You, as a servant of the Lord, were born for a primary purpose which was to serve... to give... to give pleasure. To make the world a better place."

Sarah was drawn completely into the woman's words, and she moved to the nylon-clad legs of her Mistress, indeed wanting to give herself to her completely. Bree was obviously not only the Lord's representative, but possibly also one of his public relations reps.

"Good girl, now come and worship God's greatest gift," Bree purred, as she guided the MILF's face to her wet, glistening pussy lips.

Sarah was instantly receptive to the idea of 'worshipping God's greatest gift', which was such a beautiful way to describe and respect the vessel that creates life. She was also intoxicated by the scent that was swarming her, enveloping her, taking her to a place she had never experienced. This virgin pussy licker just allowed instinct to take control as she leaned forward, extended her tongue and licked.

Like the scent that warmed her to her very core, the taste was equally exotic, equally inexplicable, it captivated her, and she knew she was where the Lord intended her to be... lapping the luxury of his greatest creation.

Bree smiled as she watched the pet's expression of curiosity as it changed in slow motion to utter astonishment and awe.

Sarah began licking hungrily, wanting more of this exquisite taste... like the wine of the gods... or, in this case, the goddesses. She felt so at home on her knees between Bree's legs licking her pussy, she couldn't believe she'd gone forty-four years oblivious to her true purpose.

"Oh yes, my pet," Bree moaned, a chill going up her spine like it always did when a new pet discovered her love for pussy, as Bree turned one MILF at a time... which was, she mused, her own God-given purpose. "Lick my sweet cunt, worship it and all its beauty."

Sarah did exactly that, forgetting she was a wife, forgetting she was a mother... all she was at the moment was a disciple of the Lord giving the greatest gift a disciple could possibly give... pleasure.

As usual, Bree's first orgasm from a pet, even if she wasn't overly good (though Sarah was surprisingly gifted with her tongue for a rooky), grew quickly. After only a couple minutes, she ordered, as she grabbed the back of her friend's mother's head, "Now suck on my clit and get ready to receive the ultimate gift I can give you from the Lord."

Sarah was dying to get her Mistress off, dying to taste the full flood of the Lord's perfect cocktail, and obeyed as she took the swollen clit between her lips and was soon engulfed completely by the scent and taste of Bree's pussy.

"Yes, yes," Bree moaned, feeling a tad more vulnerable than usual, as the pet's mouth worked wonders on her fevered cunt. "Suck it, lick it, fuck... here comes your baptism of natural submission!"

And Sarah's entire body quivered as her face was splattered by a massive outpouring of wetness while she eagerly, hungrily, desperately, lapped up as much as possible of the sweet nectar of the Goddess she now worshipped.

At this moment... on her knees between the legs of her Goddess... worshipping the Lord in the most authentic way ever, as she celebrated his greatest creation... for the moment she was inhabiting heaven on earth.

Bree's orgasm coursed through her wave after wave, as another conquest was completed.

Sarah lapped up every drop of the homemade naturally created wine until Bree pushed her away slightly and asked, "Ready to go to heaven?"

"I'm already there," Sarah crooned, completely intoxicated by the beautiful woman.

"Well, then get ready to transcend it to another plane," Bree promised, as she stood up and grabbed the harness.

"Do you want me bent over the couch again, Mistress?"

"No," Bree shook her head, "Now let's go and consummate this relationship between Goddess and servant on your bed."

"Yes, Mistress," Sarah nodded, as Bree took her hand and led her upstairs.

Once they were in the bedroom Bree ordered, "Get onto the bed on all fours."

"Yes, Mistress," Sarah obeyed, thinking she was finally going to get fucked (as opposed to the wimpy substitute for fucking she got from her husband whenever she got anything at all) in her own bed.

Bree already had a special spot in her heart for this pet, and she couldn't help but feel warmth coursing through her body at the eagerness of her newest pet... knowing Bree was not only turning her for her own pleasure, but also to allow this beautiful woman to experience the many pleasures the Lord meant us all to feel. Bree got onto the bed and, now not playing any games, simply slid her cock deep into her pet.

"Oh yes, Mistress, fuck my cunt," Sarah said, wanting to be a good pet and wanting to experience that orgasm denied to her earlier.

"You're such a sexy slut," Bree purred, as she rubbed her back, and at the same time she began fucking her hard, planning to give this beautiful, long-neglected church widow as many orgasms as she could handle.

"Ohhhhh, I'll be your slut forever," the enraptured pet declared, the horrific idea of being a slut suddenly appearing wonderfully appealing... a term she'd always hated until the moment she became one for her Goddess.

"I'll hold you to that pledge," Bree promised, moving her hands to her pet's hips and beginning to pound her as hard as she could.

"Fuuuuuck," Sarah screamed, as the cock reached new depths inside her. "I'm so close, Mistress."

"You may come as many times as you wish today, my pet," Bree offered generously. "Today your body is going to release decades of pent-up frustration."

"Oh, God, yes, God, oh, oh, God, fuck, yes, yes, yes, yeeeeeeees!!" Sarah babbled and then screamed, as her first orgasm hit her in less than a minute of deep, hard pounding.

"Oh yes, my pet, release those inner demons," Bree ordered, continuing to pound.

And Sarah's head went blank as her orgasm brought her the infinite bliss that she had been searching for her whole life... a sense of purpose... an understanding of who she was... of who she was meant to be... a vessel of pleasure for all disciples of the Lord... maybe even a saviour rep to bring in those who've strayed from the light of the true Saviour.

Sarah had five orgasms in total as Bree fucked her from behind, from her side and on her back, before Sarah eventually straddled Bree and rode herself to the fifth and final eruption of euphoria as she touched the metaphoric land of paradise then collapsed, her body completely usurped of energy while becoming one with the Lord.

Bree, horny again, removed the strap-on and straddled her pet's face.

Sarah was weak, but like all good disciples, she fought through this weakness to complete the task while she licked and lapped her Goddess' pussy until she was rewarded with the sublime taste of her second baptism.

Bree climbed off her pet and said, "Well, Day One of your training is complete, I think."

"Day One?" Sarah gasped.

Bree smiled, "Oh, the worshipping of pussy is a progressive skill, always improving, never complete."

Sarah laughed joyously, experiencing an epiphany, "Then I think I've found my purpose in life."

"And what is that?"

"To turn other women to the Lord through our acts of sexual servitude," Sarah explained.

"Well, I think you'll become a great champion for the cause," Bree nodded, thinking she may have awakened the Holy Slut Within this time.

Sarah asked, as Bree turned to leave her bedroom so she could go downstairs for her clothing, "Have you turned my dear Kimberly into a servant of pleasure worship too, Goddess?"

Bree smiled, liking the title 'Goddess' and that description, "Oh, she was one of my first converts."

"Good," Sarah nodded. "Maybe I can work with her on my crusade. If she agrees, may we crusade together on your behalf, Mistress?"

Bree couldn't help but laugh, "If you two wish to become a team, and I think that's a wonderful idea, you must be her pet and she your Mistress so she can advance your training. But once you gain some expertise and confidence, I think you two could become a wonderful force for Good."

THE END