Chapter 12 - The Priest


Returning to his private chambers, Louis saw that the two families were already waiting for him, kept company by one of the nuns. 

 With their bright and wild ginger hair, gigantic busts, and freckled faces, it was not difficult for him to recognize them as his nieces, the daughters of his dearly departed brother. Monica and Louisa were both in their thirties with three daughters between them that were just about to go to college and start their new lives. Louisa was especially proud of her daughter, who had just gotten accepted in Bartholomews.

“Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in,” said Louis.

 Both Monica and Louisa who were previously laughing lost their joy as he approached. They wore the tight sort of sweaters he liked and despite being a decade older now than when they spent most of their time together, they hardly looked it. The two looked similar enough as well, though Monica’s eyes and those of her daughters were a bright, almost golden green, while that of Louisa and her spawn were a chestnut brown.

“Father Louis,” said Monica disdainfully.

“Dear uncle,” said Louisa with a smirk.

 Louis looked at the busty teens standing before them and moved a hand across all three of their chests in order and made them heave. “And who are these young beauties?” 

“Hello, sir,” said one of Monica’s daughters. 

 Louis smiled and moved a hand under her sweater. Her eyes closed, and he was pleased to feel how soft her tits were as his fingers plunged into them. “Sister Antonia, that will be all.” 

 As the nun departed, Louis opened his office to his family and ushered them inside. “What did you want to say to us, uncle?” asked Louisa. Even after all these years, it still rubbed her the wrong way to be named after him. 

 Louis went over to the teens and began to grope them all, very pleased with their development since he last saw them. “How could I not want to see my family when they’re all grown up?”  

“Sir…” said the same one of them as before, glancing at his pulsing dick as it stuck out from his robe. “Should I help you?”

“Why, of course!” said Louis. “You don’t even need to ask, my dear. I see your papa has raised you well. In fact, all three of you can help me.” 

 The three teens knelt before him with detached looks and lifted up his robes till his dick sprang right in their faces. The two mothers looked away, but their daughters started licking his shaft all the same. 

 Louis grabbed his two nieces by their breasts and casually held them. “What’s the issue, girls?”

“Last week was Daddy’s birthday,” said Monica. “You didn’t even call.” 

 Louis felt one of the girls swallow up the head of his cock and sighed happily. “I’m very sorry. We’re just so preoccupied here at the church. There’s always something that needs doing. That’s why I’ve called you over. To get the comfort of my family back for a while.”

 He took his nieces by the hand and stepped back to seat himself on his armchair. The three teens followed along on their knees till they were back at his cock. Louis lifted the sweaters off of the mothers and let them bring their warm tits to massage his face. His tongue instantly came out and wandered across the creamy skin till he got to the pink nipples he slurped into his mouth greedily and slobbered over like an excited kid.

 His aged fingers wrapped themselves in the ginger locks of the two licking his dick while the third descended to his balls. “How are the boys?” he asked. 

“They’re good…” said Monica. “I didn’t think we should bring them.”

 He chuckled. “You were right. Boys don’t much enjoy coming to church. It’s mostly women that are the most devout believers.” 

“How’s my favorite?” He bit down on Louisa’s nipple hard enough that she jumped and he could see the furious glare brandishing knives at him. How much she wanted to slap him. But that was not possible. He bit the other nipple just as hard and flicked it with his tongue. “Just as hot-blooded as always, I see.” 

 Turning his attention back to the gorgeous teens kneeling before him, he put his cockhead into the mouth of each and pushed it hard to fill their cheeks until it slipped out again with a loud pop! “Do you girls want a treat? I’ve got a treat for you.” 

 Louis tugged down his foreskin and revealed the crusty layer of smegma stuck to the underside of his dick. “Go ahead. I’ve been saving it for a while now.” 

 Louisa’s daughter shook her head. The little bitch didn’t want it? “Go ahead, girls,” snapped Monica. “Do as Father Louis says.”

 The old priest could not help himself and began to come as soon as the first tongue began to scoop his dickcheese. Just too much excitement for one day. The girls were confused by what was going on, but they went on cleaning up the smegma and swallowing it even as the cock twitched wildly and rained seed all over them. 

 There was a knock on the door. “Come in!” he cried.

 Sister Abigail cracked the door open. She saw the rope of jizz coming her way but stayed where she was and kept her eyes open as it splattered across her face. “Father, they’re waiting to get their blessing. Should I tell them you’re busy?”

“No, no, no,” said Louis. He pushed his nieces out of the way and rose. “You girls wait here.”

 He went after Abigail down to the main area of the church and held her boobs as they walked. The cum still gleamed on her face. “How are you, sister?”

“Very good, Father. I’ve been practicing my Latin. I can almost write in it now.” 

 Louis pinched her nipples hard. “That’s wonderful to hear.”

 They separated once they came down and Louis went to look upon his flock. There were at least three dozen women gathered up waiting for him, and they all knelt as he approached. “Good day, my children. My apologies for coming late…” 

 Louis searched for his glasses and put them on, then took up the sermon he had printed out as he prepared. He glanced over and saw Abigail as well as sister Dorothy and Beatrice waiting alongside her. “I will begin now sisters, could you help me?” 

 As he started reciting his sermon, the three nuns came to aid him. Dorothy held his shaft with both hands and controlled its direction while Beatrice and Abigail kissed the undersides and worshiped his balls. 

 The first round of jizz found the women to the left that were kneeling in prayer but Dorothy directed the second to those left untouched. As Louis sermonized, his monster cock was pleasured and rained thick, potent seed on all of those gathered, doing so over and over and over until every single woman there could barely lift her face from how much of his cum there was covering her up. 

 As he reached the end of his sermon he told them to look up, and he could see the squinting eyes looking at him from under eyelashes overloaded with cum. “I bless you all, my children. Thank you for coming today, and I shall see you all soon.” 

 As they all got up and departed, Louis saw the untouched seed left on the floor. The three girls were expectantly looking at him. Today, he decided with ease. “Abigail, could you please lick up all that’s left behind? I don’t want it to stain the floor.” 

 She bobbed her head and stammered. “Of c-course, sir.” 
“Thank you. Well, if you all don’t mind, I will return to my family now. God bless you.”
