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 Title: Special Praying
Author: Tony Tiger &lt;tonytigerxxx@yahoo.com&gt;
Summary: A young woman's journey into the spirituality inherent in her
body(sacreligious)

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   Grenn was all about salvation.  She was always ready to assume the
"missionary" position and be "born again".  The place where her children
had come out of was where birth occurred, so it seemed like the proper
place for the various "instruments of the Lord", attached to various of the
male faithful, to rise up and be reborn.  It was a temple of love and God
had repeatedly exhorted the faithful to love one another without being
overly specific about the details.

   She had first learned about horizontal prayer from a preacher's son in
high school.  She enjoyed her training in the ways of spiritually
connecting with a man so much she was quite open to instructing his two
younger brothers as well.  When they cried out, "OH MY GOD" and "I'm in
heaven now!" as they frequently left their holy balm in her sacred place,
she felt truly blessed.  She liked to have that feeling often.  Her
boyfriend made her promise never to reveal or discuss what the "special
prayers" involved or it would be like revealing a wish and all the goodness
would go out of it.  She wasn't the brightest candle on the altar and just
figured that some spiritual matters were a mystery so she kept the faith
and kept on loving her small congregation of brothers.

   When she graduated from high school she got the job as church secretary
at "The First Word of God Almighty Fellowship".  She thought that the
strange speaking they did in worship might be like her babblings when an
especially strong visitation of the Spirit occured.  This might happen when
prayer partner was vigorously uniting with her.  The rather worldly
preacher soon taught her some new ways to pray when he determined the
details of her "spiritual" experience.  Grenn felt very blessed that such a
learned and religious person would take a personal interest in her
spiritual development.  His prayer techniques were way better than the
young men she had prayed with previously and she opened her temple doors
every day she worked.  When she met the pious and innocent young man who
would become her husband she was instructed not to pray with him in the
"special way" until the minister said that her fiance' was spiritually
ready.  The minister made sure the young man had the basics and told Grenn
she would be leading her husband to the Lord on their honeymoon.  He held a
prenuptial retreat with her the night before the ceremony and his four love
offerings were still seeping out of her crotch as he performed the wedding.


   Glenna remembered how she had taught her first prayer partner's younger
brothers to pray, so was quite successful with her virgin husband.  He
never questioned why she was so good at the prayerful arts since it was all
he could do to keep up with her spiritual needs.  The preacher continued to
pray with her regularly even through her two pregnancies.  He was snipped
so the babies DID come from her spouse.  Then she got fixed per his advice
so that sex would be strictly for worship and not procreation.

   Years went by and Grenn's husband became a better lover and a deacon. 
She thought that their coupling was more godly than ever because of his
church position.  When she reached forty they were at another church in a
bigger town with four deacons including her husband.  She was still quite
attractive with long black hair on her somewhat padded 5'2" and darkly
tanned body.  The padding was mostly in her tits and ass so she was
definitely built for comfort.  That was very nice when you wanted the long
prayer sessions she preferred.

   One night when his softening dick was soaking in her love temple, Grenn
told her husband that she felt the need to make a spiritual contribution to
the church.  When he asked for an explanation he was surprised and aroused
by her answer.  She only spoke of the concept per her vow of silence but he
read between the lines.  About a year earlier his wife had partaken of
sacramental wine much more than usual.  She was very horny when they got in
bed and, when his pecker was pumping, began speaking in a slurred voice
about "liking cocks in her cunt" and "fucking the brothers".  She never
used those four letter words so he began guiding her recollections to learn
that his beloved wife's "holey" place had been often visited by eager
worshippers for many years before and after he met and married her.  Now he
understood her skills on their honeymoon.  The next morning she complained
about a sore head and pussy with no memory of anything that happened in
bed.

   He decided to get a bit of variety in his worship too and responded to
some lusty married female coworkers who had been hitting on him. 
Appreciating the benefits he might receive from Glenna's interest in
ministering to males, he nodded gravely and suggested that the other
deacons and perhaps the minister might like her "special prayer"
gatherings. He already knew what wolves lurked beneath their church robes
from the times that the guys had shared liquid "spirits" and talked more
openly.  He worked with his wife to set up a schedule of "prayer meetings"
with the deacons and tipped off the next prayer partner that it was ok with
him.  He was delighted to learn that all of them had gotten past monogamy
and each deacon's wife would expect Grenn's husband to visit when their
husband was getting laid (oops, "prayed").  These women just wanted to get
down and dirty with a new cock.  Prayer was optional.

   Grenn came home bubbling top and bottom.  Her husband cleaved unto her
avidly in spite of a thorough draining by another wife earlier.  He praised
the silky feelings of love in her temple and happily added his own.  They
joined a lot more frequently than they had for a long time and Grenn was
thrilled and full-filled.  Both spouses looked forward to her weekly
meetings with the deacons.  She really enjoyed joining with different
worshippers and experiencing their brand of supplication.  And her husband
was anxious to have hot and heavy praying with her right away.  Mmmmmm, she
liked that.  After a few weeks the minister approached Grenn.  He was about
70 but healthy and trim.  He told her that he had heard about the special
ministry and could use some special praying himself.  His wife was feeble
and could not pray that way with him.  Of course her husband agreed and so
she got on the minister's schedule like the other deacon's wives.  While
she loved her husband's hard love stick in her, she couldn't think of any
hard love stick she didn't feel the same way about.

   The final step to heaven was when the minister arranged for the four
deacon couples to attend a retreat at an adult nudist resort.  Glenna was
told that removing clothes made it much easier to worship.  No secrets, no
shame.  She embraced being completely open to the Spirit and when the
abundant sacramental wine hit she just fucked everybody that had a hard
dick not already buried in another wife.  Being on a spiritual high and
eager for more prayer partners, she demonstrated the power of pussy prayer
to several attractive men she found on the beach who were possible
converts. They were not easily persuaded, she noted, and required repeated
temple visitations.  They did, however, show their appreciation with
monetary donations to the church after each time with her.  Maybe she
should be a missionary, she thought, as the assorted love liquids ran out
of her pussy.  She had heard somewhere that you should enjoy your
work...and she sure enjoyed praying with partners.  
