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The dimly lit bar was a den of iniquity, pulsating with the thump of music and the raucous laughter of sinners. I knew that to infect their souls with the gift of God, I had to entice them, draw them out into the waiting jaws of the alley. With a calculated plan, I pretended to succumb to the allure of drunkenness, allowing a slight sway to my steps as I left the bar. My heart raced as I sensed their eyes upon me, predators scenting their prey. They followed like vultures, their intentions dark and twisted. I was the wounded gazelle, feigning vulnerability to lure them into the darkness where salvation awaited. As I staggered down the street, my vision blurred with a carefully orchestrated haze. The men, drawn by the scent of weakness, closed in, their predatory instincts sharp as they circled their quarry. I could hear their mocking laughter, their crude remarks, but beneath their facade of bravado, I knew their souls cried out for redemption. "Hey there, little lady," one of them slurred, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You look like you could use some company." I forced a giggle, playing the part of a lost soul seeking solace. "Maybe I do... maybe we all do." The men closed in, their intentions clear as they reached out, their hands grazing my arm. Fear tugged at my heart, but I held onto the truth that this was all part of God's plan. I had to face the darkness head-on, even if it meant enduring their cruel advances. Their lewd remarks filled the air, mingling with the stench of alcohol and desperation. They laughed at my faux-drunken state, their eyes hungry with lust. It was a sickening dance, one that required me to tread the line between temptation and salvation. I shrank back, a flicker of revulsion crossing my face, as their hands grew bolder. Inside, I felt a surge of anger, but I knew I had to remain composed. This was a test of my faith, a moment to prove that even in the face of darkness, the light of God could prevail. I pushed their hands away with a firmness that surprised them, my voice laced with a mixture of defiance and disdain. "Back off! I didn't come here for this." Their expressions shifted, a mix of confusion and irritation. One of them, a man with a sneer etched on his face, stepped forward. "What's the matter, sweetheart? Don't like what you see?" I took a deep breath, steadying myself against the wall. The alley seemed to close in around me, amplifying the tension that crackled in the air. But I refused to let fear consume me. Instead, I drew strength from the depths of my being, from the divine purpose that coursed through my veins. "No," I replied, my voice trembling but resolute. "I came here to spread the embrace of God, to offer salvation." I made a step forward and then unbuttoned my blouse. "I'm a woman of God and I'm here to give you the gift of God." I let my skirt fall to the ground. They stared at me, while I was undressing. It just took me some seconds and I was standing in front of them naked. Their eager sinful eyes lusting at me. I took a step closer, offering a seductive smile. "So take it..." I purred, putting one hand on the crotch of each man, slowly rubbing my fingers up and down the length of their cocks. "Because once you taste the gift of God, you won't be able to live without it anymore." I didn't need to invite them twice. Within moments they had their cocks out. The leader, a fat guy with a scar on his face, was pressing me against the cold alley wall. He just rammed his fingers inside my dry pussy. My body shivered in disgust, but I still offered him a smile. This was all part of God's plan. Part of my punishment to spread the gift. To infect them with the same plague that was given to me. "Spread your legs wide, baby," he whispered, roughly grabbing hold of my hips. His cock was big and thick and I gasped as he rammed it into my dry pussy. It hurt, I was pretty sure he ruptured something, making me bleed. Which was good. It would make the spread more effective. His friends watched us, grinning from ear to ear. A look of lust glazed their eyes, their grubby mitts reaching out for me, begging for more. I smiled back, while the pain radiated from my pussy to through the rest of my body. This was my punishment, this was the way. One other guy pressed my head down, pushing his cock into my mouth. I could taste the salty sweat on his skin and he roughly pushed his dick in my mouth, all the way in. My nose was pressed into his pubic hair. I was about to gag from the sour smell and his dick in my throat. I gagged, letting his cock go loose for a second. Then he shoved it back in again. This time deeper than ever before. The asshole almost made me puke. But that was okay. I used a little bit of my teeth, scratching his skin, making him more suspectable to infection. He gave me a slap. "No teeth", he grunted. Then another one shoved his finger into my ass. In the meanwhile, the fat cock in my pussy continued to pump into me, opening me, tearing me ... after some more thrust he grunted, I could feel his dick twitch inside me, filling me with his cum. I shuddered. It made me horny. Just another prove that I was a sinner. That the virus was a punishment for me. I enjoyed getting used by this men. He stepped away, his cock leaving my pussy. Cum and blood were dripping out of it, running down my leg. The next guy came, pushing ihis hard dick in. I let him slide it in all the way, stretching my hole even more. I wanted to make him enjoy himself as much as possible. Make him feel how nasty I was. The second guy was still fucking my mouth. After some seconds he grunted and his cum spurted into my throat. I tried to swallow it but it got stuck in my throat. As I tried to cough, he tightened his grip around my neck, squeezing harder and harder until finally, my oxygen supply was cut off. I panicked. Fuck. Nooooooo. I couldn't die. Not yet. I fought to free myself, clawing at his sweaty chest, trying to breathe, feeling my life seeping away. I choked on the cum that filled my mouth, spilling it over my chin. A few drops landed on my breast. He let go of my throat and laughed at me, then pushed me away, kicking my ass and hitting me on the side of the head with his fist. I didn't even noticed how I came to be lying on the ground. The guy who was in my pussy moaned loudly, his cock swelling inside of me. He pumped me full of his cum, adding to the mix. The next two guys came. One pushed his tiny cock into my mouth, the other just rammed his dick into my swollen pussy. I was pressed onto the cold ground, dizzy, cum and blood dripping out of my mouth and pussy ... spreading the gift of God. There were 5 other guys who didn't had me yet. And it looked like others were nothing that something was happening. A small crowd was for forming here at night. All were coming to use me. Not knowing how infectious I was. The guys fucking me came. I barley noticed it. Then the next guy came. And he went for my ass. He must have had a monster cock, because when he pushed it in, the pain was ... unbelievable. It felt, as if I was split open, when the ig mushroom head of his cock pushed against my asshole, trying to get in, using cum and blood as lubricant. But when the tip of his dick entered, everything seemed to break apart. I cried out in pain. And as soon as he entered, my insides started screaming. Blood mixed with my ass juices flowed out of my rectum. It dripped on the floor and made a slippery sound. He slid his entire cock into my ass. Oh fuck. I looked up and saw Jack. It was his infectious cock in my ass, stretching it. He grinned at me. That was a good Idea, I thought, filling me with toxic cum, making me even more infectious, when they entered me. He rammed his cock in me, fucking me hard. Every stroke shot pain trough my whole body. Pain and pleasure. I was a whore and only good for spreading the gift. I brought other whores into the church. Made them get the gift. Made them spread it. But I had to spread it to. This was the way. Jack fucked me harder, the pain and pleasure shooting like lightning through my body. His hands caressed my cheeks. He said something, but I couldn't understand him. All I heard was the loud pounding of his hips on my body, his hot breath on my face, while his cum spurted into my ass. Again. His cum mixed with my blood leaked out of my ass and ran down my legs. My brain was numb. All I felt was the raging desire for more. More pleasure, more hurt, more shit. All that god wanted from me. He was quickly replaced by the next guy. Oh fuck. Someone else came. My anus would never recover from that, but no matter how many cocks slammed into my abused asshole, I kept screaming, begging for more, wanting more. Wanting it to continue forever. After 10 guys Inlost count. It was just a parade of dicks entering all my holes. Sweaty bodies lying on my, pushing me around, using me, filling me with cum, getting in contact with my blood. Getting infected. With all the mess inside me. Infecting everyone else. I couldn't stop moaning. It seemed that all the men could hear my screams. It turned them on even harder. I came and came and came until I passed out. I was falling in and out of consciousness, getting fucked all night in that dirty alley until I totally blacked out. When I woke again, I was lying in a bed. My whole body felt like pain. I could barley move. I noticed Jack, was was sitting by my side, looking at me. "That was the most sexy thing, I ever saw", he said, grinning from ear to ear. He stood up. He was naked. Under his fat hairy belly stood his Big cock hard. The cock that started this all. "When you came with this idea that this is God's punishment, I thought you were crazy", he said, while climbing onto me. "But you are right. What I've seen you do tonight, that was truly Goss work." I managed to look down. His hard cock moving onto my swollen pussy. Just pushing his cock against the entrance hurt. Everything hurt. I was in heaven.

Oh, Maria will get her spotlight soon enough.

As I walked into the quiet church on a peaceful Monday afternoon, I found Maria eagerly waiting for me near the entrance. Her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and I could tell she had exciting news to share about our outreach program. The absence of the usual Sunday service created a serene atmosphere, allowing us to focus solely on our conversation. "Jack, I'm so glad you could make it," Maria greeted me with a warm smile. "We have some incredible updates to discuss." Returning her smile, I nodded appreciatively. "Of course, Maria. I'm eager to hear how our outreach efforts are spreading." As we strolled through the empty pews, Maria couldn't contain her excitement. She painted vivid pictures with her words, describing our outreach program as a virus of love and compassion that was infecting hearts and transforming lives. Her enthusiasm was contagious, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and gratitude for being part of this movement. She shared stories of individuals who had initially been resistant but eventually succumbed to the infectious power of kindness and acceptance. Their lives had been touched, and they, in turn, had become carriers of this life-affirming virus, spreading it to others in their communities. It was a beautiful analogy that captured the essence of what we were trying to achieve. As Maria continued to recount the successes of our outreach program, I marveled at the impact we were making. The thought of being a catalyst for positive change and witnessing the transformation of lives filled me with an indescribable joy. The fire within me, once fueled by anger and resentment, had been replaced by a burning passion for this work. We reached the back offices. Maria stopped before a door and said: "In here, we will find our next project. The next sinner." My curiosity piqued as Maria hinted at a new opportunity. I followed her lead, stepping into the dimly lit hallway that led to the office. The air was heavy with anticipation, mingling with the scent of old books and polished wood. As we entered the office, a scene unfolded before us that caught us completely off guard. There, in a rather compromising position, was Maria's father, the pastor. His startled expression mirrored our own shock as he scrambled to compose himself. "Father!" Maria exclaimed, her voice a mix of surprise and disappointment. She was such a good actress. The pastor stumbled to his feet, his face flushed with embarrassment. He hastily adjusted his dishevelled clothing, his attempts at recovery only amplifying the awkwardness of the situation. Next to him on the office floor lied a naked choir boy. 18 or 19 years old, a big dick prodding out of his robes who tried to cover himself. "No need", said Maria who held her Phone in hand and shot a photo of the situation. Her Father with a wet mouth and the young man with his dick out. "Who is that?" I asked, unable to conceal my astonishment. Maria sighed dramatically. "That would be Roberto. Our student minister. He's new to the parish. A nice kid from a good family. Loves Jesus too, and it seems he likes to get his cock sucked by middle aged priests." "I can explain!", stammerd Marias fathers. But I wasn't interested. I turned my attention to the boy whose breathy moans revealed a fervent appetite for cock. The lad was nervously clutching a few shreds of cloth, trying to hide his genitals. But it was hopeless. Maria looked from the boy to her father and then to me. "What should we do with those two?" "I think those sinners need to be punished", I said. The pleasure seemed to resonate within me. The Pastor broke down in tears. "No! Please don't say such things. You don't know what you're talking about. Please just listen..." Maria scoffed. "Punished? What punishment would you suggest? Maybe we should fuck them both roght here. Show them what you have." I opened my pants and my rock hard 8 inch cock popped out. The pastors gulped as he saw it. I slowly stroked it and grinned at Maria. "Would you like that, Pastor?" I asked. The question seemed to rile him even more. His tongue flickered over his teeth, searching for something better to say. But he couldn't find any answers. So, instead, he mumbled "Please, don't ... I sinned, yes, but I want to do good. Maria, my Daughter, I'm sorry." "Bend over", said Maria. "Maria ...", her Father looked to her, then to me, pleadingly. "Dad, you either do what I say or I will send this picture to everybody. To your congregation, to the press, to mom." Her Father gulped. His face was blood drained ... "I ,,," "Bend over", she said. And he did. "Go fuck him", she told me. And so I did. I went over to him and pulled down his pants. His white ass cheeks became visible. His ass was hairy. But no problem for me. I could smell his fear and that made my cock rock hard. This was power. I would spread my toxic semen into this asshole. I didn't even took lube. I put my cock on his asshole and pushed, feeling some restiance. He squirmed, tried to get away, but I hold him down. I kept pushing until I felt his asshole give way, stretching around my big shaft. I continued pushing and heard his breathing intensify. I pushed again and suddenly I felt him relax, accepting my invasion. It took several thrusts and he finally began moving with my cock inside his butt. And now, I pushed in and out. Not deep but just enough to get used to the sensations. He gasped, wiggled his hips. He begged, crying "Jesus, please help me". I ignored him. Slowly, the bastard surrendered to the presence of my penis. Then faster and faster. I fucked him, moving in and out. Slowly increasing the speed. The guy was whimpering beneath me. I fucked him hard and deep. Until he came, emptying his balls onto the floor, screaming "Oh, god!". He lost control and came without a break. It was a hot load. Now it was my turn. My toxic seed was waiting. I pushed in. Filled the hole. Then started moving in and out. Fuck. It was perfect. Perfection. Just right. I pounded harder into his prostate. He yelled and cried. He pleaded with me to stop. No chance. I continued pounding. Hard and fast. He grabbed onto the desk. I slammed into him, causing some of his cum to splatter against my chest. Oh hell yes, I thought. That was fucking great. I moved faster and harder. His body shuddered violently. My cock got even harder, I felt it, I would come soon. With one final burst of energy I erupted into him. I came loudly, spilling into his intestines, filling him up with my toxic cum. Then it all ended. I collapsed. Panting, I sat on my knees, letting my erection go. I felt satisfied but drained at the same time. I stood up. I saw blood and semen dripping out of his asshole. It was messy and disgusting but it was satisfying in its own way. "Nice job, Jack," Maria said, offering her hand to help me up. She smiled broadly. "You were fantastic." I let her pull me up and smiled. "Thanks," I managed. We looked down at her whimpering dad. He was lying on the ground spasming. Then we looked to Roberto, who was still sitting on the floor, looking at us with shocked wide eyes. His cock was still out and rock hard. "Come on Roberto, you can fuck this hole, too." The 19 year old stood up, lust was in his eyes. Another sinner, who would get the gift of god. While Roberto put his cock in the bloody asshole, I looked at Maria. "What will we do with them?" "We can them both put to work at the motel. I think a lot of Guys would like to have a go at his holiness." She took out her little box with the syringes.

I had just come out of my bedroom, where Judith was lying, filled with my toxic cum in all of her holes, a syringe sticking out of her arm. She was asleep now. Maria barged into my apartment without warning. She had a serious look on her face, and I could tell she was up to something. "Jack, I need your help," she said, taking a seat on the couch without waiting for an invitation. "What do you need help with?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral. But I already knew what was up. The next sinner, her next project. "It's about a girl from our church," Maria said, her eyes narrowing as she spoke. "She's been stealing money from her parents and lying to them about it. She needs to see the errors of her ways, she needs some form of godly intervention." "And you want me to do it?" I asked. "Yes, I do," Maria said firmly. "You're good at that. You got the gift of god to so many people already. You can give it ti her, too." "Okay," I said slowly, trying to hide my excitement, "When do you want to set up the meeting?" "Tomorrow evening, I will being her to my place, you will come over" Maria said, a sly smile creeping onto her lips. "And I'll be there with you, of course." "Sounds good," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I'll be there tomorrow evening." The next evening, I made my way to Maria's house. When I arrived, Maria greeted me with a smile and led me to the living room where the girl was sitting. The girl was small and delicate looking with long black hair and big brown eyes, probably from the Filipines or Thailand. She was dressed modestly, with a simple dress and a cardigan. She looked nervous and fidgety, her eyes darting around the room. "Jack, this is Ria," Maria said, introducing me to the girl. "She's the one we talked about yesterday." "It's nice to meet you, Ria," I said, smiling warmly at her. "Maria has told me a lot about you." Ria looked up at me, her eyes widening slightly. "Oh, she has?" Maria handed me a glass of red wine and poured one for herself and Ria. I took a sip, feeling the warm liquid flow down my throat. "So, Ria," I said, setting the glass down on the table. "Can you tell me about what's been going on with you and your parents?" Ria hesitated, her eyes flicking towards Maria before she spoke. "I...I've been taking money from them. I know it's wrong, but I just...I don't know what to do." "Well, that's why we're here," Maria said, taking a sip of her wine. "Jack is going to help you see the errors of your ways and find a way to make things right." I noticed Maria was pouring more wine into Ria's glass, and I just listened as Ria opened up more about her struggles with her parents and her guilt about stealing from them. As the conversation went on, I noticed Ria's speech starting to slur a little and her movements becoming more unsteady. I realized that Maria was giving her more and more wine, and she was getting drunk. Then, Maria pulled out a small pill from her pocket and offered it to Ria, saying it would help her calm down even more. Ria hesitated at first, but after Maria assured her it was just a natural supplement, she eventually took it. I watched as Ria's eyes began to droop and she slumped back into the couch. Maria just smiled at me and took Ria's glass from her hand. After Maria had drugged Ria, she turned to me with a sly smile. "Now we can really get to work," she said, pouring more wine for both of us. I took a sip of the wine, feeling the warm buzz spread through my body. But I had to say it ... "Maria, she is unconscious. We can't proceed. We can't force her ..." Maria interrupted me. "We can and we will. Or I will call the police telling them how you raped me and my mother, how you spread willingly HIV to more Women you seduced. You are a monster, like I am, too. You and I are the Monsters god needs to proceed with this work of punishment. We will continue, do you understand?" I gulped. I had no choice. Maria went to Ria and started to undress her. Ria lay there unresistingly, staring vacantly into space. Maria removed her clothes, revealing Ria's tiny frame and tiny round breasts. Her face, if not pretty, was definitely lovely, her skin smooth and flawless. Maria moved her hands over Ria's body and fondled her full breast gently, pulling on her nipple, making Ria gasp softly. Then, she slipped her finger inside her pussy, causing Ria to gasp loudly, tears forming in her eyes. "What...what are you doing?" Ria mumbled in her drunken ddtate. "The time has come," Maria hissed. "The sins have to be paid for." Maria pulled me over and pulled down my pants. My 8 inch Cock was already rock hard. With a wicked smile, she gripped my dick tightly and squeezed until it sprang out. Then, she guided it between Ria's parted thighs. Ria moaned, but did nothing else. Maria wrapped her arms around Ria's neck and whispered into her ear. "Don't worry, Jack is taking care of everything now. It's okay, you feel safe with him, don't you? Don't you trust him?" Ria nodded her head weakly, her eyes flickering open and shut. "And he loves you so much. He will never hurt you, I promise." I pushed my cock into Ria, causing her to cry out in pain. She was tight and dry. But I pushed deeper, against the resistance. I felt something rip and it went easier. I looked down. Blood was flowing out of her pussy, onto my big cock, that looked even bigger in her tiny hole. Ria was crying, her face full of pain. But she didn't move or speak. Maria stood up, guiding me forward, holding Ria's legs apart. I kept pushing, forcing my thick, long cock deep inside Ria's not so virgin anymore pussy. I could feel the walls clench around my big cock. The tears streamed down Ria's cheeks. I had expected her to scream and fight, to try to escape. She didn't. Instead, her mouth hung open, eyes fixed on the ceiling. I could hear her whimpering. And then I heard her moan. A low moan, muffled by the sound of my huge cock penetrating her. I pumped harder, watching the blood trickle down her legs. Maria pressed her lips to Ria's cheek. Ria's cries became louder and more high pitched, echoing throughout the room. I could feel the tightness around my cock increasing. Suddenly, Ria's whole body shook violently, twitching spasmodically as an orgasm overtook her. I was pumping furiously. She screamed out loud. Her whole body arched. I couldn't stop myself from grunting. I let go. I shot load after load of my toxic cum inside her insides. I collapsed on top of her. Ria stopped moving. I rolled off her, falling next to her, panting heavily. I looked down. Ria's wet pussy glistened from the dripping flow of blood and cum leaking out of her hole. The smell of sex and alcohol filled the air. Maria took a photo of ria, then she came closer and sat on Ria's lap, stroking her hair. Ria gazed upwards, dazed. I saw tears rolling down her cheeks. "You were magnificent," Maria whispered into Ria's ear. "I never thought you would take it all like this. You must love it, what we do." Ria trembled slightly. Tears rolled down her face. "Yes," she breathed. "It feels wonderful. It hurts so good." Maria kissed her on the lips. "But there is still more work to do," she murmured, smiling wickedly. "First, you need to turn around." Maria moved Ria on her belly. Her Ass up in the air. "Jack, pound her asshole. Make sure she is converted. Make sure she is really one of us." I gasped. I just came. I felt the alcohol in my veins. "I don't know If I can keep it up like this. I already fucked your kom this morning." Maria looked at me, then she smiled. "We will get you up, no worries." She leaned over to me, taking my cock, that was covered in blood and semen in her mouth. Then she began sucking. She gave me head for a while. My cock got a little harder but it wasn't rock hard yet. Age, alcohol, coming three times a day ... it all took a toll. But then, Maria pushed a finger up my butt. She did it fast and without any lube. It hurt a little, but after some seconds, it felt good. She fingered my butthole, stretching my aus. Then, I felt another finger poking my prostate. A shock wave went through my whole body. I gasped loudly. After some minutes, my asshole relaxed and opened a bit more. I moaned and let out a soft groan. Maria continued to finger fuck me, driving me wild with lust. She put two fingers up my ass and shoved them deeply inside me. That felt amazing. She started fucking me roughly. She loved this kind of stuff. Then another finger. Three fingers, working my butthole and stuffing it with meat. Soon, four fingers, five fingers. I was being fisted wildly by Maria, sucking on my cock. That was now rock-hard. "I think you are ready now", she said, pulling her fist out of my ass. With my rock hard cock I moved to Ria and just pushed it in her asshole. I rammed it in. She screamed in pain, trying to push me away. I shoved her back again. I saw a drop of blood oozing from the butthole. I kept shoving. A lot of blood. At first, she resisted, pushing back. I realized how tight it was, getting more used to my cock sliding in and out. She pushed back again and again, her screams loud, words unintelligible. Finally, I reached the bottom. When I was fully in her ass, she stopped resisting. I could feel her anus clamp down tightly around my cock. Slowly, gently, I started to move forward and back, rhythmically, repeating this motion until I was totally buried inside her. Now it was easy, effortless, the feeling of power absolute. Maria took that moment and pushed her fist back into my ass. I gasped and my cock got bigger and bigger inside Ria's asshole. And bigger. The pleasure, the heat. All the pleasure I had ever imagined mixed together in one gigantic mass. It spread outwards, to every inch of my flesh, warming me up, intensifying the pleasure in a dizzying and dazzling way. And when I climaxed, shooting long ropes of toxic cum deep inside her bowels, it was much more intense than ever before. There were no words to describe it. Just blissful sensations, not even the human mind could handle it all. My cock exploded. Ria was shouting and crying. Blood flowed out of her butthole and a small trickle leaked out of the tip of my cock. I collapsed on top of her, exhausted. Maria pulled her fist out of my ass. I felt now empty, so empty. We both panted and groaned for a while. "Wow", I heard Maria say finally. "That was beautiful." She stood up and came closer to me. She leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my cheek. Then she walked over to Ria. Ria lay still, eyes closed, breathing heavily. "She likes it." Maria said quietly. I nodded. She grabbed Ria's shoulders and turned her onto her back. Ria opened her eyes slowly. Maria took out a small box and opened it. It had a syringe inside, with a needle. It looked used, but was full if a clear brown liquid. I moved aside and watched, as she put the syringe on Ria's vagina. She easily found a vein on the skinny body and pushed the needle in. She injected all the liquid. Ria moaned and closed her eyes. Her body started to shake. It seemed she had a seizure or something. Maria put her hand on Ria's heart, the heartbeat slowed down. Ria relaxed a bit, her trembling subsided. "There", Maria said. "You feel better now?" Ria nodded, her eyes glassy and full of bliss. Maria stood up and went and opened a door. "You can take her away now." Three guys I recognised from church came in. They all had a greedy look on their face. "What is going on?", I asked, while the took Ria and carried her out of the room. "We need more Money to increase our Outreach-Program, so I came up with a great idea to use these sinners for good. For God's work." "How?", I asked. "One of our church members is owning a cheap motel. We will put the sinners there to work. It will makes u money while spreading the gift of god even further." "You are prostituing them", I said, "Thats wr-" "Exactly what these wholesale and sinners deserve! It is their punishment! They wanted to lead a sinful life, so I give it to them. At least this way, they serve a purpose!" While Maria was ranting, she came over to me and put her hand on my butt. "Do you have a problem with that?", she asked and pushed her hand back into my ass. I gasped. "No", I said while she pushed her hand deeper inside me. Deeper and deeper. Filling me more and more. I looked down. She was up to her elbow in my ass now. Her arm slightly bent, fingers squeezing, pulling and poking, stroking me up and down, completely encased in my ass, making my whole butt vibrate. I felt very filled up, like there wasn't enough space left in me to contain any more of her hand. I just stayed silent, letting it happen. It was the most sensual thing I had ever experienced. If this was heaven, then this must be paradise. Every nerve ending and every sense point in my body was flooded with the purest form of pleasure. I was nearly at the point where the only word to describe it would be the transcendent state. I didn't care anymore that she was probably the most deranged and evil person ever. When she did that to me, I was in heaven. Weeks came and went, in which I fucked Sarah, Judith, Silke and Ria over and over, making sure the toxic seed really took hold. All four were now stationed at the shady motel on the outskirts of the city. Like half the guys from church now showed up to take a piece of the action and other guys to, who have heared of this new opportunity. 20 bucks to come inside a pussy. Unprotected. They became very popular. And then flu season began. First Sarah, Judith and Silke got sick, a week later Ria and the guys started to get it and some weeks later all the wives of the guys got the flu. The gift was spreading. And now the wife's were coming for the pastor to ask for advice and Maria was there to greet them ... to turn them all into whores in the name if God.

As I approached Silke's house, I rehearsed my lines in my head. I was there under the pretense of discussing an outreach program for the church, but the real reason I wanted to talk to her was much more dire. Maria had set up this meeting of me with her mother. Silke answered the door and looked at me curiously. "Hi Jack, Maria said you want to come by?" she asked. "Hi Silke," I said with a smile. "I was hoping we could talk about the outreach program for the church." Silke's expression softened. "Sure, come on in," she said, leading me to the living room. As we sat down on the couch, I could feel my nerves getting the best of me. I knew I had to show her the video, but I didn't want to come on too strong. I needed tonget her at ease first. I took a deep breath and started talking about the program, hoping to put her at ease. After a few minutes, I pulled out my phone and said, "Actually, there's something else I wanted to show you." Silke looked at me curiously as I played the video of her getting fucked by a fat guy in a backalley. Her face quickly turned from curiosity to shock and then to anger. "How did you get this?" she asked, her voice trembling. "I can't say," I said, feeling just a little guilty for not being honest with her. "But I wanted you to know that I'm here to help if you need it." Silke's expression softened slightly, but she still looked angry. "Help? By showing me this video?" I shook my head. "No, I'm sorry. That came out wrong. I meant that I'm here for you if you need to talk or if you need any support." Silke looked at me skeptically. "Why do you care?" she asked. I took a deep breath before answering. "Because I care about you as a fellow member of the church community. I also struggle with sin and I know how it is to do such acts that risk everything ... marriage, family ..." I said, hoping she would believe me. Silke's expression softened a little more. "Thank you," she said, wiping away a tear. "I'm sorry for being so defensive. It's just been a really tough time lately." "I can only imagine," I said, trying to sound as empathetic as possible. "But I want you to know that you're not alone in this. The church community is here to support you, and I am here to support you." Silke nodded, looking grateful. "Thank you, Jack," she said. We sat in silence for a few moments, both lost in thought. I wanted to ask her if she was okay, but I didn't want to pry. Suddenly, Silke looked up at me and said, "You know, I appreciate your offer of support. Would you mind staying and talking with me for a bit? I could use the company." "Of course," I said, feeling relieved that she wanted me to stay. "I'd be happy to." She stood up and went to the cupboard to get two glasses and a wine bottle. "I could use a drink, while we talk. You want, too?" "Sure", I said. Silke poured us each a glass of wine and we sat back down on the couch. We talked for hours, about everything from the outreach program to our personal struggles and aspirations. I learned that Silke had been going through a tough time in her marriage. It seems her husband, the pastor is unloving and uncaring, and she had turned to alcohol as a coping mechanism, which lead to promiscuous behaviour like going out at night having sex with strangers. We finished the bottle and Silke opened a new wine. As we talked, I could feel a sense of trust building between us. Silke had opened up to me about things that were clearly very personal. At one point, Silke looked at me and said, "You know, Jack, I feel like I can talk to you about anything. I don't know what it is, but there's just something about you that makes me feel safe." Perfect. She was right where I wanted her. I got a littler closer to her and took her hand in mine, caressing her soft skin with my thumb. She was so vulnerable it made me horny. My cock was already hard. "You deserve better", I whispered. Leaning a little closer. "What do you mean?", she asked. I could smell the wine in her breath. Her cheeks were flushed. Her speech a little slurred from the alcohol. "I mean this ..." I leaned all the way in, our lips touching. I could feel the heat radiating off of her body. A tingling sensation coursed through my body. I slowly parted her lips with my tongue. She moaned softly. Our tongues began exploring each other. My fingers found their way into her hair. I kept kissing her, moving her around on the couch until she felt comfortable enough to lie down. As I moved over top of her, she let go of my hand and rested her hands on my shoulders. Her legs wrapped around my waist. We kissed for several minutes, deeply, passionately. I ran my hand down her thigh and cupped her butt cheek, rubbing it softly. It sent shivers throughout her entire body. Her breathing became ragged and faster. Her lips glistened. "Jack, please," she whimpered. "Please what?" I replied. She smiled devilishly. "Don't make me beg." I kissed her again, harder this time. I heard her moan, and she grabbed my arm tighter, pulling herself closer to me. I unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open. I breathed in the scent of her perfume, and then I pushed it aside. I ran my hands over her smooth, creamy skin. She squirmed underneath me, grinding her hips against my erection. My cock throbbed painfully. I put my hand under her skirt and gently slid my palm over her panties. Her lips were trembling now, and she spoke softly. "God, you're driving me crazy, Jack. God forgive me, but just touch me." Touching her was all I needed. She felt perfect beneath my hands. Soft skin, sweet smelling. I undid her bra strap and ran my hands along her naked back. I trailed my fingertips along her collar bone and down to her ass. She whimpered when I touched her pussy. I reached around her to remove her panties, sliding them down her slender thighs. I gently tugged on her butt and helped her turn onto her side. As I pulled her panties down, her thighs opened, giving me easy access. I rubbed my thumb across her moist opening, slipping inside her, enjoying the feeling of her silky softness enveloping my fingers. Maria was right, her mother was a real shut. I pushed down my pants. My rock hard 8 inch Cock was throbbing and ready to go in and spread the bug to this slot. Maria told me to be rough with her Mom, so I will be. It is the only way to do it. I pulled out my fingers out of her moist pussy and positioned my cock on her opening. With one hard thrust I pushed all the way in. Silke cried out loud and screamed. I grabbed her hips and pushed deeper. "You are a sinful little slut, aren't you?", I asked. She whimpered a tiny "yes" while her body trembled. I pulled my cock halfway out and then thrust back in, making her scream some more. Tears watered her eyes. I picked up speed, fucking her relentlessly. Faster and faster. Each slap of her flesh echoing loudly. I stopped moving. I bent down, placing both my hands on her face, pressing her head into the sofa cushion. I slapped her cheek. Hard. She shrieked. "Are you fucking ready to cum? Do you want your Daddy to fill your cunt with his spunk?" I smacked her again. "Say it, bitch!" I demanded. I took my hand off of her cheek and slapped her ass hard. "Yes! Yes!", she cried. "Oh God, yes!" I started pounding her harder, hitting her ass, slapping her pussy, pushing her down into the sofa. We didn't care if we broke anything or not. I continued to fuck her like an animal. The screaming subsided as she bit her lip to hold in her moans. Every muscle in my body was burning. Hot waves of pleasure surged through my veins. Every cell in my body exploded. I spewed my hot toxic seed deep inside of her. I grunted and the collapsed onto Silke. Maria came into the room, holding her phone, recording every bit of it. "Wow, you really are a whore, mom", she said. Silke looked up, her eyes wide with shock. "What ..." "Don't worry, Mom. I will not tell Daddy a word. We have bigger plans for you." Silke looked up to me, I could see the hurt in her eyes from the betrayal. I stood up. I pulled my cock out of her. Semen was dripping out of her red and swollen pussy. Silke was speechless. "If you don't want to see those videos all over the Internet, you will do what l say", said Maria. "What do you want." "For now, go on your knees, open your butthole and take his dick." "What?" "Did I stutter? On your knees you whore!" Maria held up her phone. Silke went on her knees. Tears in her eyes. "Spread your ass!", Maria commanded. Her mom spread her ass cheeks. "Fuck her ass bloody!" My cock was rock hard again. I positioned myself behind Silke, my cock pushing against her butthole. I was going to make her bleed. I thrust forward, pushing hard trough the sphincter. I felt something rip, I heard something Pop. Silke screamed. A little blood trickled down her Butt, mixing with the semen on her pussy. She whimpered. I started pounding her tight asshole, widening it with every thrust of my big 8 inch rock hard cock, getting deeper with every push. Teaes rolled down her cheeks. "Please ...", she begged, crying with every push. Maria looked at her mother in disgust. "You are just a dumb little sinful whore shut! You deserve this!" "I know", cried her mom, "I deserve this. The punishment, the pain ... it is the only thing left for me to feel." Oh my god, this whole family is crazy. That made my 8 inch Cock even harder. I pushed balls deep into her tight asshole. She screamed and collapsed onto the sofa. I fell onto her, pushing my hard cock back into her ass, continuing to thrust. She whimpered with every push. Blood flowed, mixed with her ass juices. Her hole widened, the gap between her anus and vagina seemed to be almost gone. "Mmmphhh..." Silke moaned as her insides stretched around my huge cock. The friction of our bodies caused the tears in her skin to stretch and bleed more. The couch was wet from our sweat and sperm. Her asshole burned. In and out, harder and harder. In and out. HARDER. IN AND OUT. I couldn't stop. Fuck her, squeeze her perfect ass. HARDER. THUDTH. SILKE SCREAMED FROM THE PAIN AND SHE CLOSED HER EYES TO DEAL WITH IT. INSIDE, I exploded. The pressure released. I filled her destroyed asshole with my toxic cum. "AHHH GOSH GODDAMN YOU ARE JUST LIKE MOTHERFUCKING HELL!", I yelled as I shot load after load into her tortured body. Silence. When I finally regained control of my muscles, I lifted myself up, collapsing on top of Silke. I rolled away from her, leaving on the sofa, alone, bleeding, humiliated, and broken. Silke sat up. Her eyes red and filled with tears. She looked at me. "What do we say, Mommy?", said Maria, filming a close up of her mom's face. "Thank you", said Silke. "How does it feel, to get toxic HIV semen into your pussy and ass?" "What?" Silke eyes widened in shock. "You are now partner my church", said Maria and unbuttoned her trousers, pulling them down. A fresh tattoo was on her crotch. A Cross mixed with the symbol for toxicity. "You ..." Silke looked from me to Maria. "Don't worry Mom, it is all part of gods plan. You can now relax, now that you received the gift, too." Silke looked like she was in shock, sitting there, semen and blood dripping out of her holes. Maria opend a small box with a needle inside. "I will give you this to relax." Silke didn't move when Maria pressed the needle into her skin. She closed her eyes. A calm serenity spread through her features. Her asshole tightened. A scream escaped her lips. Then a tear ran down her cheek. Her body convulsed, stretching her sore holes open further. Silke opened her eyes, looking at me. Her pussy looked darker, fuller than ever. It had leaked another batch of sweet smelling juice. A shitload of white creamy shit came out of her asshole. Another scream. Then she collapsed on the sofa. "There it goes", said Maria, grinning at me. "You were great tonight." "Yes, very," said Silke and her tone was nothing but a smile. Her eyes were calm and clear. She was totally fucked out. There was no more fight in her, just acceptance and total submission. But who would have thought? I looked at Maria. I had thought that she was just crazy have her diagnosis. But now, seeing her mother in such a bliss, I felt like that she was right. We were doing God's work by spreading the gift to the sinners. "I will keep her under the influence until the bug takes hold", Maria said and hold up her box with the needles. "But just to make sure, you should repeat the Performance the next days. You can come in the morning, and plough her, then we have our church meetings in the evening, converting even more church members." "Okay." We brought Maria's Mom into the shower and cleaned her up. When she was clean, I took a photo of her.

The next evening we were at the small church bar again. Even Sarah was back, lucking flustered. She willingly accepted more drinks from Maria and I expected to see a repeat performance. But Maria had other plans. "I will make sure that she will repeat her performance and also that she will have some toxic liquids, to spread the gift of god. You, you have another goal." She pointed at another woman, who was sitting alone at a table, looking around.Judith was a 40-year-old woman with a curvy figure and warm, inviting eyes that seemed to twinkle with amusement. Her hair was a rich chestnut brown, cascading in loose waves down her shoulders. Her face was round and expressive, with full lips that curved up into a smile when she saw me looking at her. "That is Judith. She came from another church. She is divorced with several kids and looking for a husband. But her way to look for one is very sinful. She slept with like all the guys at her old church who would have her - but nodbody wanted to keep her. So she came here. If you give her the gift, she will spread it far and wide. Go there and buy her some drinks, go to her place and cum in all her holes. Go to her." I hestitated. "You want me to call the police? Go and put your toxic seed into her." I didn't had a choice. I made my way over to her, trying to sound confident as I introduced myself. "Hi, I'm Jack," I said, "Mind if I join you?" Judith looked at me and smiled, "Sure, Jack, have a seat," she said, gesturing to the chair opposite her. "What brings you to the bar tonight?" I leaned back in my chair, trying to appear relaxed. "Just needed a place to unwind after a long day at work," I said, taking a swig of my beer. "What about you? What brings you here?" Judith took a sip of her wine, looking at me thoughtfully. "Just needed a break from being a single mom," she said, a hint of weariness in her voice. "It's nice to have some time to myself once in a while." I nodded sympathetically, taking another sip of my beer. "I can imagine it's tough," I said, trying to sound understanding. "How old are your kids?" "Two boys, one is 10 and the other is 12," she replied, a small smile on her face. "They keep me busy, but they're also the best thing that ever happened to me." I found myself smiling back at her. "I can tell you're a great mom," I said, admiring her dedication. "I don't have any kids myself, but I have a nephew who's almost the same age as your youngest." We continued talking, sipping our drinks and laughing at each other's jokes. She was a good listener, and it was easy to forget about my struggles with Maria. As the night wore on, the bar began to empty out,, Maria left with Sarah and all the other guys, leaving just the two of us sitting at the table. Judith looked at me, her eyes sparkling. "You know, Jack, I don't usually do this, but would you like to come back to my place?" she asked, a hint of mischief in her voice. I felt a jolt of excitement and surprise at her offer, and for a moment, I was at a loss for words. Would it be really so easy? Judith seemed to sense my hesitation and quickly added, "Just to talk, of course. I could use some company, and it's getting late. I wouldn't want you to have to drive home alone." "Sure, I'd love to," I said, standing up and stretching my legs. "Lead the way." We walked out of the bar together, and I followed her to her car, a sleek black sedan parked just outside. She opened the door for me and then got in on the driver's side. We chatted idly as she drove, enjoying the silence that had settled between us. Soon, we arrived at her house, a cozy two-story home with a neatly trimmed lawn and a small garden in the front. Judith invited me inside and led me to the living room, where we sat down on the plush couch and continued our conversation. Judith suddenly leaned in closer, her eyes fixed on mine. "You know, Jack," she said softly, "I really enjoy talking to you. I feel like we have a real connection." My heart skipped a beat at her words. "I feel the same way," I said, feeling a surge of excitement. "I've been hoping to get to know you better since I saw you at the bar." Judith smiled at me, her eyes shining. "I'm glad to hear that," she said. "I feel like we could have something really special if we give it a chance." I nodded, feeling a sense of anticipation building within me. "I agree," I said. "I think we should see where this goes." And with that, Judith leaned in and kissed me, her lips soft and warm against mine. I felt a rush of emotion as we embraced. As we pulled away from each other, Judith grinned at me, her eyes sparkling. "Looks like we have some exploring to do," she said, her voice filled with promise. Judith took me upstairs to her bedroom, and as soon as the door closed behind us, she threw herself into my arms. Her lips met mine again and her tongue explored my mouth hungrily. My hands roamed freely over her body. "This feels so right," Judith whispered, kissing me softly before breaking away. She stepped back and smiled at me shyly, while taking of her shirt, biting her lower lip. "Do you like what you see?" she asked. "Oh yes," I said. Judith led me to her bed, pulling me toward her. When I reached for her, she pushed me back onto the mattress. "No touching yet," she whispered in my ear. Her hot breath teased my neck as she kissed me. Judith rolled over onto her stomach, facing me. Her eyes were bright, and I watched them flicker excitedly as she undid the button of my jeans. She tugged them off of me slowly, watching me the whole time. Her eyes widened in exictment, when she saw my rock hard 8-inch-cock. Judith knelt between my legs, running her hands along my thighs. "God, you're gorgeous," she breathed. "You too," I whispered, reaching for her, running my fingers through her thick hair. She kissed me again, more urgently than before, licking and sucking at my mouth hungrily. Judith's big breasts pressed against my chest, and she ground her ass into my throbbing cock. It felt wonderful, but I wanted more. I needed more. After several moments of heated kissing, Judith stopped moving and raised her head. Her blue eyes flashed with desire. "You are going to take care of me now," she said softly, her lips curled into a sexy smile. I lay there and enjoyed her slow caresses. I watched her shoulders shake as she swallowed her lusty sighs, stroking my cock and teasing her clit gently with her finger. Then she slid up to her knees, straddling my face. Her pussy hovered above my open mouth, and I gazed at her beautiful, bald pussy while I eagerly licked and sucked at her sweet hole. Judith let out a deep moan, releasing her juices all over my chin. "Mmmmmm," she sighed, holding still as I swirled my tongue around her juicy pink folds. When I started probing her little hole with my fingers, she moaned loudly. "Oh fuck! Oh shit!" she cried, writhing in pleasure. "That feels amazing!" As I lapped up her delicious cream, Judith began rocking her hips back and forth, grinding her cunt down onto my tongue. Her moaning turned into short bursts of cries, her fingernails digging into my shoulders. Soon she was panting desperately, trying to catch her breath. She began thrashing about wildly, rolling her body over my tongue, her moans turning into screams. "Ahhhhhh...fuuuuckkkk!" she cried, the muscles in her arms quivering. I was thrusting up against her slick pussy, driving my tongue deeply into her moist folds. I held on tightly to her, wanting to make sure I wouldn't let go of her trembling body. Finally, Judith gave one last cry of ecstasy and fell heavily onto my chest, panting in exhaustion. She sat there silently for a moment, letting her orgasm subside. When she finally opened her eyes, they looked almost black with desire. "Wow," she whispered. "That was fucking awesome." I laughed, surprised by how much fun we'd just had together. Judith gave me a loving kiss, her hands moving to stroke my bare chest. My cock was rock hard. I needed to fill her with my toxic cum. Infect her. It was all, I could think about, to fill her fat body with my toxic sperm. I rolled onto her, pushing her down. "I will fuck you now and fill your pussy with my seed." I rubbed myself against her wet opening. "Ohhhh god," Judith groaned. She wrapped her long leg around my waist, lifting her hips to meet my plunging prick. She gasped when I rammed my dick inside her tight canal, spreading her folds apart with my massive tool. "Fuck me! Harder!" Judith cried, slamming her heel down onto my buttcheek. "Fuuuck! Oh yeah!" I cried out, pounding away at her. She tightened her hold around my waist, whimpering as I fucked her mercilessly. Her breathing quickened until she gasped, "Oh God! Fuuuuuuuuck!" We moved faster and faster, as if time was standing still. We both screamed in pleasure, filling our lungs with each powerful beat of our hearts. My cock pulsed in Judith's warm channel, her loose vagina milking my shaft like a powerful hand. My white load spurted forcefully from the tip of my cock, splattering thick jets across her inner walls. Judith panted and squeezed me tightly, milk dripping from my engorged penis, as she grunted out loud. Her thighs trembled beneath my weight. I grunted, my breath heaving in great gulps, my hot semen burning my balls. With our bodies locked tightly together, I collapsed down on top of Judith. I closed my eyes and tried to regain my composure. My body seemed completely drained of energy. I had filled her with my toxic seed. But I wasn*t done yet. To make sure, I needed to bleed her. That was the way. I turned her around, putting my hard cock on her asshole and pushed. She screamed and squirmed. I could feel something rip. A little blood was on my cock, when I pulled out. I pushed it back into her bowls. I was rock hard now. I was a monster, willfully spreading the virus. Judith cried under me, while I started to pound her bloddy asshole. She couldn't stop screaming, no matter how much she tried. Blood ran down her legs, soaking into the bed. When she grew tired, I fucked her faster and harder. Judith was whimpering and sobbing, gasping through clenched teeth, bucking her ass violently. My balls were aching with need. And then it happened. With a sudden jolt, my own sperm erupted from my leaking cock, spewing thick streams of cum all over her abused insides. Judith moaned loudly, grinding her ass down onto my cock, which plunged into her soaked hole. She started to shake, convulsing underneath me, arching her back, squeezing me between ass cheeks. I collapsed onto her. Her body shook and shuddered, before she relaxed back down. When she calmed, I rolled off her, laughing. She raised herself up on her elbows, blood running down her asshole, giving me a strange look. Then she giggled. "Well that was exciting," she said. She reached down, rubbing the spot where my hard-on used to be. "I bet it was." "It was so weird though," she continued. "Like we're connected somehow." "Maybe we are," I suggested. Actually I knew it. I definitly infected her today with HIV. Another sinner got the gift. She was now one of us. Of me and Maria. She didn't know it yet. But soon she would. She fell asleep in my arms. Peacefully. Blood and seamen leaking out of her. I fell asleep. The next morning we woke up. I took a photo of her, while she was sitting on the bed. She looked like she had a bad case of hangover. With sad eyes she looked up to me. "Will I see you again?", she asked. "Yes", I said truthfully. I leant down to her and kissed her. "You belong to me now." And to Maria and her crazy plan. But I didn't say that part out loud. Judith looked at me hopefully. My cock was hard again. I should make sure, she really was infected ... After I used her again, I went home. Maria was waiting for me. She had a bandaged hand. Blood was seeping through the bandages. "And?" "I fucked her ass bloody and she liked it. How did it go with Sarah?" "Oh, she was wonderfull. I fisted her." Maria held up her bandaged hand. "Then 12 guys from church fucked her. Half of them married, the other half has girlfriends. The gift will spread." She was right. Four weeks later, flu season would start at church. "But for you, I have a new one, a new goal." "Who will it be?" "The biggest sinner and bitch of all. My mother."

I stood there, shocked and speechless, as Maria looked at me with a wicked grin. "You can't be serious," I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. Maria's grin widened. "Oh, I'm deadly serious, Jack," she said, walking closer to me. "I've been thinking about this for a long time, and I've decided that this is my purpose in life. To spread the virus and punish the sinners." I took a step back, my heart pounding in my chest. "I can't do that, Maria. It's wrong," I said, my voice shaking. Maria's expression turned cold. "You don't have a choice, Jack. Either you help me, or I'll ruin your life. I'll tell everyone that you gave me the virus, that you're a monster who doesn't care about anyone but yourself. You will go to prison." I felt a knot form in my stomach. She was right. If she went public with this, my life would be over. I had no choice but to go along with her plan. "Okay, I'll help you," I said, my voice barely audible. "Good, here is what we are going to do tonight ..." Later that evening we were at a small informal church party and Maria was telling me about her ... about our first victim, Sarah, a new Girl in town who has a reputation of sleeping around, and her plan to infect her and maybe others, too, by making her drunk and then taking advantage of her, filling her with my toxic cum, right here, while Maria was going to encourage other men to join in. My stomach turned at the thought of what we were about to do. But I had no choice. Maria had threatened to ruin my life if I didn't go along with her plan. As the night went on, we got Sarah drunk and I waited for the right moment to make my move. Only Maria, Sarah, I and some drunk men were left at the party. When Sarah was too drunk to stand, I led her into a dark corner of the room. Maria followed us, encouraging other men to join in. I could hear their voices, laughing and jeering as Maria undressed Sarah. Sarah didn't look as if she really understand what was happening. My heart was pounding in my chest as I took off my own clothes. I knew what I was about to do was wrong, but I couldn't let Maria ruin my life. I approached Sarah and began to touch her. She was reacting to my touch, seeming to enjoy it, when I touched her. She was chubby, with wide hips and big thighs and clearly enjoying the attention of the men in her drunken state. Maybe she was a sinner, a whore ... maybe it was okay, if I filled her with my toxic cum. Because she really seemed to want it. Yeah, she was a bitch. She even looked seductively at me, when I took a picture of her. I layed her down on the ground, while Maria was giving her more shots. I pulled down my pants. My 8-inch cock was rock hard and ready to enter her. I pushed myself on her and she spread willingly her legs, her eyes closed. She squirmed a bit, when I push my cock dry into her. It hurt a little, but Maria just pushed another drink down her throat. I began thrusting into her, inching deeper into her pussy. She got wetter, my dick went easier inside her. I picked up my pace, pushing my dick deeper and deeper in her. She moaned under me, her eyes closed, her body reacti g to me, her nipples hard. I looked up. Maria had started to pull down the labs of one of the other guys and started to suck his cock. It was a younger guy with a small one who was really enjoying it. She led him over to us, while I was thrusting away into Sarah. Maria leant into me and whispered in my ear: "Fill her with tour toxic cum." That pushed me over the edge. Three more thrusts and my cock exploded into her, filling her up. I pulled pur, my toxic sehen dripping out of Sarah. Then I saw Maria. She had the cock of the young guy in her mouth. I could see her teeth. She bit down. Draw a little blood. "Oh, sorry!", she said, "My bad ..." The guy flinched, but then was encouraged from Maria to fuck Sarah, who was just lying there. I made space for him and he took my place, entering her with his bloody dick, while Maria went to work on the next guy. I felt like ... actually, I felt not to bad. Sarah was a drunk whore and those guys were taking advantage of her. They all deserved what they got. I could see Maria's plan. It had merit. Maybe it was our duty to spread the virus. I watched, as Maria continued to get the men hard, before they fucked Sarah with my toxic semen in her. All the dicks had bitemarks and after a while, blood and semen were dripping out of her pussy. It was an intoxicating view. I knew what we were doing was wrong, but the rush of power and excitement was too much to resist. I couldn't believe I was capable of doing something like this. But with Maria by my side, I felt like I could conquer the world. As the night wore on, the men took turns with Sarah, each one filling her with their seed. And as they did, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, like we were doing something important. Something that would make a difference in the world. I looked down at Sarah, lying there on the ground, covered in blood and semen. She looked like a broken doll, discarded and used. I turned to Maria. As I looked at her, I saw that same wicked grin on her face, that same sense of power and excitement in her eyes. "You did well, Jack," she said, patting me on the back. "You're going to make a great partner in our work for god."

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I took a deep breath and looked Maria in the eyes. "I need to tell you something," I said, my voice shaking slightly. She looked at me with concern, sensing that something serious was coming. "What is it?" she asked, taking my hand in hers. "I went to the doctor, and...I'm HIV positive," I said, bracing myself for her reaction. I watched as Maria's eyes widened with fear and shock. She stumbled backward, hitting the wall behind her. "What...what do you mean, Jack?" she whispered, her voice quivering. "I mean that I'm HIV positive," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. Maria's face turned pale, and tears began to stream down her cheeks. "Oh God, no. This can't be happening," she whispered. "I'm so sorry, Maria. I didn't know. I would never have put you at risk if I had known," I said, taking a step towards her. But Maria stepped back, her hands trembling. "You've ruined my life, Jack. You've given me a death sentence," she said, her voice rising. "I'm so sorry. I'll do anything I can to help you," I said, feeling a lump form in my throat. But Maria shook her head. "No, there's nothing you can do. This is all your fault. God is punishing me for being with a man like you," she said, before turning and running out of the room. I stood there, feeling helpless and devastated. I couldn't just stand there, though. I had to do something. I pulled out my phone and dialed her number, but she didn't answer. I tried again and again, but still nothing. Days turned into weeks, and I didn't hear from Maria. I started to worry that she had contracted HIV from me and was too afraid to face me again. The guilt gnawed at me, and I couldn't sleep or eat properly. Finally, one day, Maria showed up at my door. But the woman who stood before me was not the same person I had fallen in love with. She looked gaunt and pale, her hair tangled and her eyes sunken. Maria, what happened to you?" I asked, my heart racing with worry. She looked at me with a mix of anger and sadness. "Do you even care?" she spat out. "You ruined my life, Jack. You gave me a death sentence." "I know, and I'm so sorry. But we can get through this together," I said, reaching out to touch her arm. She recoiled from my touch. "Don't touch me. I don't want your pity," she said, her voice shaking. "Please, let me help you," I pleaded. Maria looked at me with a cold expression. "Help me? How? You can't undo what you've done. You can't take away the pain, the fear, the shame. You can't give me my life back," she said. "Please, Maria, let me make it right. I'll do anything," I said, desperation creeping into my voice. Maria's eyes flickered with a dangerous light. "Anything?" she repeated. I nodded, not knowing what else to say. A twisted smile appeared on Maria's face. "Good. Because I have a proposition for you," she said. She stormed into the flat. I closed the door and followed her. "Anything you want." "I ... know now, that this is gods plan for me." I stared at her. "What?" "The infection, the virus ... it is a punishment for my sins, but also ... a way of redemption. God choose me to punish other people and I need your help." "I don't understand." "I read up on the infection rates ... the risk is low if people just fuck me. The risk is higher, if hey get penetrated and are filled with cum. Thats why I need you, to make sure to spread the punishment to the sinners!" I looked at her. She was crazy! "You know thats illegal!", I said. She laughed. "I don't care. You will help me." "No." "Oh, you will, or I call the police and say that you raped me. They will believe me. I'm the poor pastors daughter, who got the killer virus from a 42 year old fat guy, who dragged me into his apartment and took my innocence away!" I was speechless. She was total crazy.

This is a continuation of the junkie hooker stories and the Mall Book Store stories that can be found here: So here it goes: The pastors daughter I was walking down the street, feeling like crap after leaving the doctor's office. It was cold and raining, and I was already regretting not bringing a jacket. I could hear someone calling out in the distance, and as I got closer, I realized it was a young woman handing out flyers and bibles. I recognised her. She was the daughter of the pastor of the church my Ex-Wife went to. She was a little chubby, with thick legs, brown hair, bushy eyebrows, and freckles. Her face lit up as she saw me approaching, and I could tell she recognized me. "You're from the church, right?" she asked, and I nodded. "Cornelia's husband?" she continued. "Ex-husband," I corrected her, feeling a twinge of pain in my chest. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, looking embarrassed. "I didn't mean to bring up bad memories." "It's okay," I said, trying to sound casual. "It's been a while." We stood there in silence for a moment, the rain pouring down around us. I could feel her eyes on me, studying me, and I suddenly felt self-conscious. "Are you okay?" she asked, breaking the silence. "I'm just a little under the weather," I admitted. "I was actually on my way home to rest." "Rest?" she echoed, and I could tell she was trying to think of a way to help. "Hey, my mother makes the best chicken soup. It always helps me when I'm sick. Maybe I could bring some over once I'm finished here. It's not much, but it's hot, and it might make you feel better." I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I wanted to accept the offer. But as she stood there, looking at me with those innocent brown eyes, I found myself nodding. "Sure, that sounds great," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Okay, it might take me a little while, but I promise I'll be back as soon as I can," she said, handing me a flyer before hurrying off into the rain. I watched her go, feeling a strange mixture of gratitude and confusion. What was it about her that made me feel so... off-kilter? Maybe it was the way she seemed genuinely interested in my well-being, or maybe it was just the fact that she was so damn innocent. Whatever it was, I found myself looking forward to her return, wondering what else she might have to offer. I stumbled back to my apartment after leaving the doctor's office, feeling like death warmed over. I knew I had a visitor coming over later, but my foggy brain couldn't quite remember who or when. As soon as I walked through the door, I stripped off my wet clothes and collapsed onto the bed, hoping to sleep off whatever was plaguing me. But before I could even close my eyes, I was startled awake by a loud knock at the door. I groaned and stumbled to my feet, barely registering that I was completely naked. Who could possibly be coming over now? I flung open the door, squinting against the harsh light of the hallway, and came face to face with Maria. "Oh, hi," I said, my voice hoarse and scratchy. "I didn't realize you were coming over." "I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she said, her eyes flicking down to my bare chest, and then a little deeper, and deeper, and then quickly away again. I suddenly became acutely aware of my nudity and scrambled to find something to cover myself with. "Sorry, sorry," I muttered, grabbing a nearby towel and wrapping it around my waist. "I wasn't expecting anyone. I forgot you wanted to come." Maria bit her lip, trying to stifle a giggle. "I can see that," she said, and I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment. "I'm sorry," I repeated, feeling like a fool. "I'm not really myself today." "It's okay," she said, her smile turning sympathetic. "I brought you some soup, like I promised." I looked down at the container in her hands, feeling a sudden surge of gratitude. "Thank you," I said, taking the soup from her. "You didn't have to do that." "It's no problem," she said, her eyes shining. "I'm just happy to help." I suddenly realized that I was still half-naked in front of this sweet, innocent girl, and I couldn't help but wonder what she thought of me. As if reading my mind, she glanced down at my towel-wrapped waist and then quickly back up again, her cheeks turning pink. "Sorry again," I said, feeling like a total idiot. "It's fine," she said, still blushing. "I should go. I hope you feel better soon." But then she hesitated. "Do you have anyone taking care of you?" she asked, looking concerned. I shook my head. "No," I said, my Girlfriend was out of town this week again, but I didn't mention her to Maria. "In that case, I'll stay and make sure you're okay," she said firmly, pushing past me into the apartment. I blinked in surprise, not sure what to make of her sudden determination to take care of me. "But what about your plans?" I asked, trying to dissuade her. "They can wait," she said firmly, already setting about making the soup. I watched her move around my kitchen, her dark hair falling in messy waves around her face, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for her kindness. Maybe it was the fever talking, but I suddenly found myself wanting to get to know this girl better. I retreated into my room to put some clothes on, I couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. Here I was, sick, half-naked, and being taken care of by a woman I barely knew. When I emerged from my room, Maria had set the table and was pouring soup into a bowl. "Looks delicious," I said, sitting down across from her. "It's my mom's recipe," she said, smiling. "I added a few spices, but otherwise, it's all her." I took a bite and was surprised at how good it was. "Wow, this is amazing," I said, feeling a warmth spread through me. "I'm glad you like it," she said, looking pleased. We ate in silence for a few minutes, savouring the soup and enjoying each other's company. "Feeling better?" she asked, a smile on her lips. "Yeah, I think so," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Thanks to you." Maria's smile widened, and I felt a sudden urge to lean in and kiss her. But before I could act on the impulse, she spoke again. "So, tell me about yourself," she said. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal to this almost stranger. But as she sat there, her eyes sparkling with genuine interest, I found myself opening up to her in a way I hadn't done with anyone else in a long time. I told her about my failed marriage, my struggles with depression, and my job as a corporate crook who legally swindles people out of her money. I told her about the junkie hookers, the mall book store hookups, the boys my girlfriend, and I were seducing. It just poured all out of me. I expected her to be uncomfortable or running away screaming. I mean, she is the innocent 19 year old daughter of a pastor, and I'm a 42 year old sex craved pervert, but instead, she listened with rapt attention, nodding and asking questions. As I talked, I couldn't help but feel a growing attraction to her. Her kindness and innocence were just a small part of what drew me to her; it was also the way she seemed to understand me on a level that no one else ever had. She didn't judge me. She didn't flinch .... it was not what I was expecting from a good Christian girl. When I finished, she sat back in her chair, a look of deep concern on her face. "I'm sorry," she said, reaching out to touch my hand. "That all sounds really hard." I felt a sudden urge to lean in and kiss her, to feel her soft lips against mine, but I held back. I was afraid the judgment would start then. "Thanks," I said, pulling my hand away gently. "It's been a tough couple of years." "Well, I'm here for you," she said, her eyes searching mine. "Whenever you need me." She leaned in closer. "However you need me." At that moment, I knew I had to kiss her. I leaned in, feeling the warmth of her hand in mine, and pressed my lips to hers. For a moment, she didn't respond. But then she leaned in, deepening the kiss, and I felt a rush of emotion coursing through my body. We broke apart, gasping for air, and I looked into her eyes, seeing the same desire and longing that I felt. "I'm sorry," I said, feeling guilty for kissing her. "It is okay," she said. Then she continued: "I just want to help people," she said simply. "I feel like there's so much pain and suffering in the world, and I want to do my part to make it a little better. And for me, that means sharing the love of God with others. And this is a way of sharing that love. I want to share that love that way. I want to be loved ..." She stood up and started to undress, looking at me with that brown innocent eyes. Like god is telling her to sleep with me? Who am I to say no to that? I already had a hard on and the flu was forgotten. After some seconds she stood naked in front of me. She was unshaved. The Freckles went down her chest with her small perky tits. "I think god send me here for a reason today. It wasn't random Chance we met on the street today. And when you opened the door that way, I knew what God wants of me." I gulped. That was a little crazy, even for me. But I was horny. "What does God want of you?" "To loose my virginity to you, so I can help you find the right path again." Her eyes shone with fire, with conviction. She believed what she said. And I'm always one to respect the beliefs of others. "If you want that, I will do that." She smiled. She took me by the hand, pulled me from the stool, and led me to the bedroom. She lay down and spread her legs. I could see that she was already wet. I undressed and her eyes widened, as she saw my rock hard 8 inch Cock. "Will that hurt?", she asked, a little unsure. "It is your first time. I think it will. You wanna stop?" She shook her head. "I need this", she said. I climbed on top of her. My big hairy belly brushing over her soft skin. As I leaned in to kiss Maria, I could feel the heat radiating off her body. The softness of her lips pressed against mine, and I let out a small sigh of contentment. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me, feeling her curves against my body. The kiss deepened as our tongues met, and I could taste the sweetness of her breath. Maria's fingers traced along the nape of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I ran my hand through her hair, feeling its silkiness under my fingertips. The soft moans escaping her lips only made me want her more. I rolled over, bringing her on top of me as we continued to kiss passionately. Our bodies intertwined, and I felt my desire for her intensify with each passing moment. As we pulled away from the kiss, we gazed into each other's eyes, both of us breathless and wanting more. Marias hands began to stroke my body slowly, caressing my haity chest and big stomach. She moved her hands lower, running them down my thighs, before moving further south towards my cock. She grabbed hold of it, stroking it softly while gazing up at me. I could feel her hot breath on my shaft, and I knew that she wanted me inside of her. Slowly she lowered herself onto it, feeling the large head push into her tight pussy. As I entered her, I groaned, and she flinched. "It is big", she said, struggling with the size. I grabbed her soft hips and pushed her down. Her wet pussy slid down my cock. I felt something rip inside her. She screamed and clinched. Tears filled her eyes, but she didn't try to pull out. I started thrusting my hips, penetrating deeper into her. I grunted in pleasure as I fucked her. I could see blood smearing around our hips. She really was a virgin. She struggled to breathe, but she didn't complain. "Fuck me", she said softly. "I need your big dick inside of me." I grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head, driving my cock harder into her. That made her scream more. I could see pleasure and pain mixed in her face. "Yes", I said as I kissed her neck. "You are a sweet innocent girl, aren't you?" I pounded her harder. I could feel the muscles of her inner walls squeezing me, milking me with every thrust. "Please", she begged, tears in her eyes. "Shh", I whispered, "Don't talk." Her screams turned into soft moans as I pumped my cock into her tight pussy. I had never felt anything like it. I just kept fucking her, unable to stop myself. Her screams turned to moans and whimpers. She was still crying, but they were less frantic now. I picked up speed, pounding her faster and harder. I could feel her juices and her blood run down my balls, mixing with my own sweat. I groped her breasts roughly, pinching her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. Her moaning increased, and I felt her pussy get tighter. "Oh god yes", she said, biting her lip, her teary eyes closed. I felt her tense up, and I knew she was going to cum. She panted harder, her eyes wide open. She gasped louder and harder, and I knew she was having an orgasm. I kept pumping her, getting close, too. "I'm cumming", she said, panting heavily. "I'm gonna cum!" I exploded inside of her. I shot rope after rope of cum deep into her womb. "Ahhhhhhhh!", she screamed, arching her back. Then she collapsed on top of me, gasping for air. We lay there, catching our breaths. After a few minutes, she sat up and gave me a sheepish grin. "That was amazing", she said. I laughed. I couldn't help it. "No kidding", I replied. "I have never cum so hard in my life." She giggled, which only made me laugh even harder. Than her eyes opened in shock. "I'm not on birth control". My laughter stopped instantly. "I'm sorry", she said quickly. "I should have told you." I nodded, trying to hide my embarrassment. "Don't worry about it", I said, "I know what to do." I took my phone and took a photo of her naked. Now that I had that, I could maybe share her with other guys, put any pregnancy on them. She looked at me angry. "What are you doing?" "Just making sure that I remember you", I said, "So I don't forget you." She rolled her eyes and started to dress. Slowly, the bliss on her face went away, and she looked worried. "Maybe that was a mistake ... maybe God didn't want me to ..." "Relax," I said, grabbing her hand, "We are both happy, aren't we?" She nodded. "And if you are pregnant, we will take care of it." She looked relieved. I took her in my arms and she relaxed more. "I'm yours know, I feel it", she said. We went back to bed and had some more sex, before she had to go home to her Pastor Daddy. I had to teach her so much. We met in secret every day for the next three weeks. Until she got the flu and had to stay home. That's when I got a call from the doctors office. I had to come in to get some results of a blood test, and they wanted to talk to me about it. So I went in, sitting. "I'm sorry to tell you this," the Doc said, "But you are HIV positive." To be continued (do I have to move to the bug chasing section now?).

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So, I think I got addicted to junkie pussy. I'm really itching to get more after the last time. So, this was yesterday when I finished work late: It had been a long and tiring day at the office, and all I wanted was to go home, have a drink, and forget about work. As I walked down the dimly lit street, my eyes caught sight of a young woman standing alone on the corner. She looked lost and desperate, and I could see the fear in her eyes. She clung to her small purse, as if it was her only lifeline in a world that had turned its back on her. At first, I thought nothing of it, assuming she was just waiting for someone. But as I got closer, I noticed her tattered clothes, the bruises on her arms, and the way she nervously scanned the passing cars. Her face was sunken, and her skin was pale, making her look almost ghostly. Her eyes, which once might have been bright and full of life, were now dull and lifeless, and they were sunken deep into their sockets. Her hair was matted and unkempt, and she wore a ragged and torn dress that barely covered her body. Despite her emaciated appearance, there was still something strikingly beautiful about her. It was like seeing a diamond in the rough, and I felt a strange pull towards her. It was obvious what she was doing there. She approached me, her voice barely above a whisper. "Hey, mister. Want some company?" I hesitated for a moment, feeling a mix of guilt and arousal. It had been a while since I had been with a woman, and the idea of a quick and anonymous encounter was tempting. Especially with such a desperate girl. I saw the pain in her eyes, the scars on her arms, and the way her voice shook with fear. And I just knew how to make her more desperate. I took a deep breath and said, "No, thanks. I'm good." As I walked away, I could hear her mumble something under her breath. I didn't catch what she said, but I knew that she was disappointed. I turned around and walked back to her. "Hey, wait. Are you okay?" She looked up at me, her eyes shining with a mix of desperation and hope. "I...I need money," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "For what?" I asked, already knowing the answer. She hesitated for a moment, and then said, "For drugs. I...I need to get high. It's the only thing that helps me forget." She is honest. She knows where she stands. At the bottom. Reduced to do what man want from her. Perfection. "Come on," I said, taking her hand. "Let's go somewhere more private." We walked to a cheap motel I knew a few blocks away. As Grace entered the dimly lit motel room, I got a closer look at her. Her movements were slow and hesitant, like she was afraid of breaking something. She removed her jacket, revealing her thin, bony arms. Her skin was marked with bruises and needle marks, and she had scars on her wrists. As she started to unbutton her shirt, I could see the outline of her ribs and the hollow of her stomach. She had small breasts, but they were still perky and youthful. Her hips were narrow, and her legs were thin and shaky. She seemed fragile, like she could shatter into a million pieces at any moment. As she turned around to face me, I could see the desperation and sadness in her eyes. She was like a wounded animal, and I felt so aroused. My cock was rock hard. . I took my pants off and her eyes widend when she saw my 8 inch uncut dick. "On your knees", I said and she obeys. I press my Cock onto her mouth and she begins to suck. Buy she has trouble getting it all in. And her spirit wasn't in it. If she had any spirit left at all. After 5 minutes of her half-assed blowjob attempt I had enough. "You are bad at this. I hope your pussy is better." She flinched when I grabbed her by the arms and threw her onto the bed. I moved onto her, while she lay still. She looked so skinny and frail, I was worried, that I would crush her with my big hairy belly and my body weight. But only a little. And I had needs. I positioned my Cock at her pussy. I could feel she was dry. But that didn't matter. She would become wet. They all did. I pressed. She flinched, but couldn't move away under my weight. She was so dry and tight, it hurt my dick. But that just made it more exciting. A little pain was like aphrodisiac for me. I pushed deeper, a little out to just go back deeper. She squealed and skirmed, but I hold her tight with my weight and my strong arms. I could feel her get a little wet while I continued to push in and out. Her pussy was so tight ... After some minutes of slowly getting her ready she was now wet enough. I continued to fuck her. Pushing in and out, with every stroke going deeper into her. She whimpered with every push and when I pushed all my 8 inches completely in her, she screamed out. Which turned me on even more. I started pounding her like a jackhammer. Making her scream more. The pressure in my balls got bigger. I could feel my dick swelled more, got even harder. A tension built up in my whole body ... I grunted when I felt the release, pumping her junkie pussy full with my cum. I collapsed onto her, feeling her sobbing under me while my cum was dripping out of her pussy. I sat up. She lay there, some tears running down her cheeks. Her pussy was red and swollen, dripping with my cum, that slowly run down to her tiny ass. Just looking at her got my dick hard again. "Time for round 2", I said. She didn't say anything, when I turned her around, prodding up her ass. With my fingers I lubed her butt with my cum and started stretching her. She didn't seem to care. So I continued. 2 Fingers, 3 fingers. I think she was ready. I pushed my hard dick in her and this time it went in easily enough. With one strong push I was balls deep in and she squirmed under me, but I hold her tight, while I stretched her asshole with my big dick. I started pounding her little butt while she screamed into the pillow. It turned me so on, that I came in like a minute. My balls hut a little after I released myself in her again and fell panting on the bed. I hadn't cum twice in such a short time in a long time. "You did well", I said. She looked at me with red eyes and nodded weakly. Her ass and pussy were full of come and other jucies. I put on my clothes and put 200€ on the side table. Her eyes widened when she the money. She grabbed it quickly. "We should do that again", I said. With the money in her hand she nodded eagerly, my cum dripping out her holes, messing up the bed. "For that money you can do anything to me, with me." "Like I said, good girl." We exchanged numbers and I went home, where my girlfriend was waiting. And she was horny. Oh, what a turn on it is, fucking her, while my dick was still full of the juices of the junkie chick. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.

So, sadly Tamara didn't answer my calls, yet. So I just decided to go back to the bookstore, to see if I can hook up with somebody else. Like a nice little challenge. I also like to browse books, so even if I don't hook up with anybody, I got to buy books, which is a win in itself. I went to the same bookstore in the Mall. It has several stories with the different genres. So I looked at the floor plan, deciding where I should go. The self-help section maybe ... but those bitches be crazy. Maybe easy, but crazy. You cum in them once at the dumpsters behind a McDonalds and they want to marry you. Crime and true crime took up a whole floor. Could be a little dangerous. Those Girls know a 1000 ways to kill you and get away with. So I went again to the floor with Fantasy, SciFi, Horror and Manga/Comics. The nerdy girls. They can get crazy in bed, are crazy about their fandoms but usually leave a guy alone after he came in them. As long as you stay away from the Fantasy-Romance area. Never. Go. There. So up I went. There were some guys and girls, browsing the area. While.I went back to the horror section, I took stock. Some teens and tweens. I stay away from them. While I like the fantasy of funking around in prison and breeding the poor thinks, who are innocently prosecuted and getting into gangbangs with some gangbangers, I know I actually don't wanna go. Also funking underage girls and boys is just wrong and it would be the fastest way to get thrown out of a store it if a beared guy in his forties with a pot belly would approach underage girls. I can live without that experience. There was one Mombodtype at the Fantasysection and ... nevermind. She already picked up a Twilight-Novel, an Anne Bishop Novel and the only thing missing in the small shopping basket would be 50 shades of grey. Oh, there it is ... I bet she musturbated in the cinema with a cucumber she brought as a snack, when she saw the Film ... maybe I should talk to her ... But then my eyes fell on a girl browsing the SciFi Section. That was rare. Not as rare as it used to be, but still not a common occurance. She was maybe in her mid twenties, wearing a tight ripped jeans with thick legs and an oversized sweater. She had Shoulder length curly brown hair and when she turned around I could see cute dimples. And she seemed torn deciding between two books. Hardcovers of the foundation trilogy and Neuromancer. Wow, that book is still in print? I went over to her. "Can't decide what to want?", I asked casually while picking up a new hardcover edition of Dune with pictures of the new movie as the cover. She looked up and looked at me with her brown eyes. She had some tiny moles on her cheeks. "Oh, I already decided what I want. Now I have to decide what to get, because I really can't afford any of those at the moment." Bingo. "What a pity. Everybody should have the books they like." "I known right? Maybe I find a misprint or a one with a damage cover at the bargain bin." She put both books back on the shelf. "I have an crazy idea", I said, hesitantly, "I can buy the books you want in exchange for some company." She looked me at me, a smile creeping on her face. "You want me to fuck you in exchange for some books?" Straight to the point. "Yes. Pick any you like." "Deal." And she grabbed a basket and started picking. "I'm Sam by the way", she said, while we went over to the fantasy section, where she picked a special edition of the Lord of the Rings. After 10 minutes her basket was full and I payed for it. "We will go to my place. You will drive me there", she said, while I carried her two heavy bag of books. So it was decided. We went to her place. On the way there we made some more small talk about our favourite books and series and the Merrits of Fan Fiction. She led me into er place.It was a small one room apartment, full with books, a Nice computer set up. In one corner was the bed. She put the books aside. "Take your clothes off", she said while she took of her hoodie and started to take of her pants. I hurried to catch up with her and after like 20 seconds we stood naked in front of each other. She was a little chubby unshaved and had some more liver spots covering her perky tits. "Nice dick", she said while she came to me. She Grab it. She could barley put her whole hand around. "First, you will go down on me. For that to fit in you need to get me wet. Then you can fuck me. If you make me pregnant, you will have to pay child support. I saw your car and your credit card. I know you can afford it." I gulped. She was very direct and I was already hard. "You like to take charge, don't you?" She grinned. "Let's stop talking and use your tongue for good." She pulled me by my dick ti the bed, lay down and spread her legs. "Lick." I obeyed and went down on her. My nose went into her bushy hair that smelled of a little sweat. Her pussy tasted a little sour while my tongue parted her and tried to find the spot. She grabbed my hair and pressed my face harder onto her crouch. I think found the right spot - and licked it. "Yeah, just like that", she moaned. I could feel her move. I rested my hands on her soft belly and could feel the muscles working underneath. Her grip became harder as I continued with my tongue. I liked her clit, but changed it up a little by wandering down the lips and exploring her whole, sliding into it. She was already very wet. A mixture of her pussy juices and my salvia. She moaned louder when I went back to the clit. I took one hand from her soft belly and slid with one finger into her, sliding in and out while I continued to lick her. "Yeah ...", she grunted. I could feel her belly spasm under my hand. Her legs locked around my head, while she was pushing her crotch on to my face. She groaned and moaned louder, her belly getting tight. Suddenly, I felt a lot of liquid shooting in my mouth. It tasted faintly like pee. I had to swallow in order to not suffocate. She continued to squirt in my mouth, my head locked up in her legs and the only thing I could do was to take it. I loved it. After some time she let go. My face was wet, my beard dripping and the whole bed was mess. I looked up, she looked flushed and grinned. "That was fun. Now lie down." I did as she told me. My 8 inch dick was rock hard and ready for business. She went on top of my, guiding my dick in her still dripping pussy and then just sat down. My whole Cock just went inside her without a hint of resistance. I could feel her liquids still dripping onto my skin. She was so wet and sexy. And then she rid me like a pro. Not like some of those girls who just wiggled with the hips a little, no, she went up and down, like a real workout. She rode me. Her tits wiggling and all the way she smiled at me. It really didn't take me long. I could feel her pussy getting tighter or my dick harder ... I just exploded in her. She raised an arm and yelled "Finished!" and laughed. She leaned back and panted, while my dick was still inside her, my cum slowly leaking out of her. I had to take a picture of that. I grabbed my phone and looked at her. She nodded and grinned, when I said cheese: "We should do that again", I said. "Oh, definitely." I relaxed on the bed and looked a little around the room. I saw a small medication bottle lying on the side table. It read Tivicay. I wondered what that was for.

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Berlin. The Junkiecapital of Europe.

My GF is on a worktrip for this week, so I was horny and free to look around a little on my own. So, on my way to work at the train station is always this Junkie chick, looking for her dealers. Sometimes she is begging for money. There are a lot of Junkies in that area, so nothing new for me. But she still looked good. Wasn't completely gone. I hadn't fucked a hole since Sunday, since my GF left, so when I saw her, waiting on the bank, holding her arms tight, looking around, I just got a hard on. It is ... I don't know, desperation is sexy to me. I know it is wrong. But having girls, who are desperate, who need money, who need a place to stay, who wouldn't normally do it, who are not really enjoying it, but doing it out of necessity? Having to use your body just to survive? My Cock couldn't go harder just thinking about it. So I was leaving work and saw her. She was sitting there with her greasy hair and skinny arms wrapped around herself, looking around. She looked like she could be thirty, but was probably younger then that. And I saw some of the regular drug dealers in the train stations. So that meant, she didn't have money to buy her fix. Perfect. I felt a little predatory, a little bit of guilt, but that made my Cock even harder. Thank god I was wearing a longer jacket or everybody could have noticed. So I went by her and there she asked, in her meak voice "Hast du etwas Kleingeld?" (Do you have any change), barley looking at me. I stopped and looked at her. "I have even more, if you wanna help me out a litte", I answered. She looked up, looking at me with her dead eyes. "What do you want?" "Just some fun. There is a hotstel nearby. You can use there undisturbed, get a shower, some food. And we have some fun." I was holding up a 50 Euro Note and her eyes darted immediately to it. "Okay." "When we are finished, there is more." I gave her the banknote and she walked to the next dealer, getting her crack. I saw her eyeing it desperately, as she came back. We went to a hostel near the Station, that rented out the rooms hourly (to accomodate the night trade, that happened in the area). And we got a room. I payed some more to be left alone for some hours, because usually, when they give you a room for an hour, they start knocking at the door after 30 minutes to get you out. The moment we entered she immediately got to it. Heated her stuff up on some aluminium foil and smoked it up. The room stank a little, but I didn't care. I didn't use myself, but I didn't mind others doing it. Hooked people are easily used. She relaxed and smiled and I gave her some peace. "I will get some food", I said and left her sitting on the carpeted floor, where she inhaled her crack. I went to buy some Kebab at the Shop next door and came back, finding her sitting at the same spot, heating up the foil again. After she satisfied her needs, she gobbled down on the Kebab. When she was done with that, she looked to me. Her eyes somemore lively. "Are we doing it now?", she asked. "Yes. But first, take a shower and clean yourself up. I don't mind the smoke, but I like to fuck a clean body." She just nodded and dropped her clothes right there on the ground. I snapped a photo: She didn't look to bad. A bloated tummy, skinny arms and legs, barley any bruises. Pale skin. I took my clothes of and we went into the shower together, where I washed her thoroughly and everywhere. She was at first a little shy and froze, when I began scrubbing her, but then she relented and let me clean her up. My soapy fingers went everywhere. Clearing her pussy, her ass, making sure it was squeaky clean. My Cock was rock hard, but I didn't use her in the shower. I know that the Idea of shower sex is a turn on, but in reality not very practical, especially in such a small one. So I led her back to the bed, fresh and clean. "Lie down", I ordered and she did. Her eyes went dead again. Maybe I should make her smoke some more crack... but no, I've waited long enough. For a moment I thought about getting a blow job, but her teeth were a little ... on the yellowish side, so I let it be. I went on top of her. I probably was more then double her weight. My hairy belly scratched over her white skin while I positioned my big 8 Inch Cock. I looked her in the eyes, but after a second, she looked to the side, at the window with its closed curtains. Barely interested. I shoved my Cock inside her. She was a little dry, but it didn't matter to me. She would become wet. They all did. I saw the pain on her face and thrust harder, shoving my whole length into her. She gritted her teeth, but didn't say anything. She jusy looked at the window with its closed curtains. I started trusting. At first slowly, noticing how she got wetter with every push of my cock. Her breath got faster. I got faster, I needed it. I didn't had a pussy for a week. My big Cock stretched her pussy out, made her wet, while she was looked impassive at the window. I thrust and thrust, my Cock getting painfully hard for this little whore, who let a stranger use her for just some crack. I grunted and exploded in her, filling her with days worth of my cum. I collapsed on her, weighing her down with my full weight. After some seconds she tapped me on the back. "You are heavy", she said. I laughed and got up. I pulled my half hard dick out of her and saw, that we made a mess of cum and blood on the bedsheets. "That was nice", I said. She just said "Hm", sat up and went to the floor, taking the next small stone she crumbled onto the foil. My cum Was leaking out of her onto the carpet, while she sat there, smoking her next high. I got dressed, put a 100 Euros on the side table and said: "I payed for the next three hours, you can stay here for so long". She just looked at me with her dead eyes and I left, feeling good. Without any pressure in my pants I went home.

Oh man, you won't believe what happened to me over the Easter weekend. So, I (m42, bearish daddy type) was at the mall just browsing the bookstore, looking for something good to read. That's when I saw her - this young chick with curves in all the right places, wearing a cute little crop top that showed off her belly button and goth-style clothes. She was checking out the horror section, and I couldn't resist making my way over there to strike up a conversation. I found out her name was Tamara and we hit it off. We talked about the books we were into and she told me she really wanted to buy some, but didn't have enough cash. So, I offered to pay for them in exchange for some company. She looked at me at first a little perplexed then it dawned on her what I was asking. It was a big gamble. I mean, if she said yes, she would literally become a book whore. But I offered to buy Hardcover, so ... But after a bit of hesitation, she agreed, I paid for the books and we headed out of the store and to the one mall bathroom, where usally nobody went to (because the food Court had a better one). We went into the stall and she looked shyly up to me, unsure of what to do. Perfect, I like to be in charge. "Undress", I told her. She put the bag with books on the hook and started to take of her clothes. She had white bra and some nasty ripped panties underneath, that didn't cover her pushy. She was cleanly shaven. "I will take a picture of you, for my collection", I added. She looked shyly in the Camera, but I didn't push it further. I wanted to fuck her, not spook her with making more pictures. So here is the one picture: "Kneel", I ordered and she went on her knees. I open my zipper and took my hard Cock out. I hold it out to her and she slowly took it in her mouth. She had no trouble taking it in and started sucking. She was good. She grabbed my balls with one hand, while she managed to seep throat all my 7 to 8 inches. I was impressed. She gagged a little, while carassing my balls. Her other hand went to my butt and Slipper between my cheeks, caressing my butthole. Oh what a nice little bookslut this one was ... But I usually don't come anymore from somebody sucking me. Since my twenties that stopped working, unless they are really professional. i think if I would have let her, Tamara could have done it. But I wanted to put my seed in her. I grabbed her by the chin and pulled her up. I pressed my mouth on hers, which was wet from salvia. I could taste my Cock in her tongue. I pushed her around, pressed her against the wall, so I could have access to her big butt. I grabbed her by the pushy and my finger slipped effortlessly in. She was soaking wet. Buying hardcover really seemed to work. I positioned myself behind her pushed my dick in her. She was so wet, it went in without much trouble. She groaned. "Oh daddy", she whispered. Holy fuck, I think my rock hatd Cock got even harder. I pushed completely into her and could hear a surpassed cry. She bit her lip to not cry out loud. She looked back at me. "Fuck me, Daddy, fill me up." She didn't had to tell me twice. I started pounding her, watching her soft body giggle with every stroke. That's why I like fucking chubby and fat girls. They giggle so nicely. Her white hairless skin was a nice contrast to my hairy belly and I just jackhammerd her pussy from behind for like 5 minutes, before I could feel the buildup. It was intense. I didn't came since I bred the twink last week. I exploded into her, grunting loudly. "Yeah, Dandy, fill me up, make me pregnant!" I laughed a little. Now that my Lust was taken care of it sounded a little fake. But she turned around and the grin on her face felt genuine. She put on back her clothes without cleaning herseld up. When she pulled up her pants, I could see my sperm running down her leg. "If you want to buy me more stuff, I can give you my number. I could use another sugar daddy." Ah, the youth of today. Of course I took her number. She was talented.

Me and two of my best friends when we were around I think 10 or 11. It started innocently with masturbating each other. And then we wanted more. So we sucked each others dicks. We had sleep overseer at each others houses and would do that every night till we were like 14 and parted ways because of changing schools. My one friend, Paul, didn't really get hard when I sucked him, but oh boy, could he suck. Maybe it was just young me, but he could make me come in under a minute, several times in a night. He said, that he didn't want me to come in his mouth anymore, oh boy ... Of course I said "OK", but I locked my legs around his head the next time he took my dick ins his mouth and fucked his skull until I came and didn't let go until he swallowed. That probably started my "carrer" as a dom. After that, he swallowed like a good little whore he was. Later he didn't want to "be gay" and didn't want to do it anymore, but he was a boywhore and I could pay him off with a mark (the currency of Germany before the euro, damn I'm old) for a good sucking. We also tried anal sex, but at first it didn't really work out. We didn't know what to do. We didn't have the Internet for googling "how to do anal sex" or anything like that, so we tried but nothing really never worked ... until another guy was at sleep over with us. We were then 12 or 13. Me and my two suckbuddies, and then this new guy Paul met at his new school. He was smaller then any of us, skinny like all of us and eager to be part if our friend group. So when we started rubbing our cocks and sucking dick, he was just to eager to please. As the new guy we made him suck all our dicks and made him swallow our seeds. While he was sucking Paul, who had trouble staying hard, I looked at the ass of the new guy and put my cock, that was still wet from cumming and his salvia, between his ass cheeks and pushed in. This time it went in quite easily. He stiffled a scream and I could feel him squirm under me as I put my weight on him. He struggled a little, but Paul hold him and kept his dick in his mouth to shut him up, while I started pounding this tight ass. It was glorious. I probably came in under a minute and collapsed onto him. Then Paul came and pushed me away. For the first time I could see his cock real hard and he went for sloppy seconds. I made the new guy clean my dick and we pounded him all night long. He became our boypussy tonuse for the next two years. I don't really know what happened after that to him, but I imagine he became a cumdump where who let's everybody use his hole. The first time I fucked a girl I was 15. It was way more vanilla at first, but by then I had developed quite the stamina and could fuck for long times coming multiple times (ir maybe that's just being young. Today, in my forties, it takes a lot more then a nice pussy, mouth or ass to come several times in a day). She stayed in a childrens home, so she had low self esteem, I think. We stayed together for a year and I could dominate her and use her, whenever and however I want, until we broke up, because I got bored of her and thaught, I could do better. She also was bad ar blowjobs. Maybe I was ruined by the good blowjobs I got before. ‐-------- My anal cherry was popped when I was a little older. I was 16 and as always and probably most boys at that age super horny all the time and withlout a girlfriend or some fuckbuddies to play with. I didn't found other boys yet to play around like I had before, you couldn'treally openly admit, that you like to fuck boypussy at that time. The Internet wasn't really a thing. Online dating barley existed and we only had a dial up modem at home. And I was always curious about this sex cinemas that I saw neat my home. So one day, after school and being single, I decided to just go in. The cashier looked at me for a second, shrugged and just let me go in. It was in the afternoon, so it wasn't really full. They had several video cabins and one room with a big screen were some porn was running. I went in. I didn't saw much porn at that time (like I said, before the internet) Only some magazines my buddies and I found, so seeing people fucking on the big screen was great. I didn't even noticed the other guys sitting in the cinema. I just sat down, staring at a woman getting gangbang. It was glorious. Then somebody sat next to me. It was an older guy. Maybe in his forties or early fifties. Hairy arms, with a belly. His big dick was out. He looked me in the eyes while rubbing it. I was a little scared and a little aroused. I mean, he was bot pretty looking. I was used to boys and girls of my age. Usually barley any hair on the bodies, skinny. But before me was this man. With his strong hand he grab my hair and pushed my head onto his dick. He shoved it into my mouth, deep I to my throat. His public hair tickled my nose and I could smell his sweat. I knew he was in control. I knew I didn't had a chance if I fought. He was a strong man and I was just a skinny boy. And I liked it. I knew, I wanted to become strong, too, to dominate, but at this moment, I was his playthings. He could do anything to me, this stranger in a seedy cinema. I thrust his cock in my mouth for some minutes, holding me tight, then he threw me over one of the cinema chairs. my ass was in the air and he was pulling down my pants. He grabbed my asscheeks and parted them, spit on my ads and without any hesitation pressed his fat cocked inside me. I felt a seering pain as he entered me. I cried out but he covered my mouth with his big strong hand, while he pushed hemis cock deep inside my gut. I could feel his fat belly resting on my back while he grunted. He hammered me from behind for maybe 5 minutes. The pain subsided and it become pleaseaurable. My cock was rock-hard. My ass was pounded by a stranger in a seedy cinema. He grunted and shuddered. His cock spasmed in me. He rested a bit in me, his belly resting on my butt. Then he slipped out of me, pulled up his pants and left. I just lied say, hanging over the chair. I needed a rest. But, oh boy, I was in a sex cinema, my wet young ass presenting itself to everybody watching. So only 10 seconds later, another guy was behind me, pushing his cock inside me. It was easier now, with all my ass juices and cum in my ass and I got pounded again. I didn't even look who it was. He must have been skinnier, but that's all I knew. He also finished in like 5 minutes and just left me hanging there. I wanted to get up, but somebody else pushed me down. I looked around and now saw 4 other older guys standing behind me in line waiting there turns. I gulped. I knew I wouldn't get out of here until I served everybody of them. The next one was a really old guy. Maybe in his 70ies or something. But his cock was bigger then the ones before and he pressed in. It hurt against a little. I just relaxed and looked at the screen, seeing the woman getting gangbanged. Like I was. I just let it happen. Every guy in that seedy cinema planted their seed in me. I think at the forth or fifth guy I came myself, without even touching myself. But it is all such a blur. I just knew, when it was done, I pulled up my pants and left for home, while cum of half a dozen guys, mixed with blood was dripping out of my butthole. At home I had luck, nobody was there yet. I took a shower, trying to clean myself and mistreating furiously. I think I came two or three more times in the shower before just fallingt to bed and sleeping. That's how I lost my anal virginity. It was great and I went back for more. Like every day after school I would go and get funked by several guys there. It was also an easy way to make some extra pocket money.