Desires of the Flesh, Part 2

"He whose testicles are crushed or whose male member is cut off shall not enter the assembly of the Lord"

Deuteronomy 23:1

Luckily for Luke, Lilith had not heard him. He cleaned himself up and dressed for bed. The next morning it was the usual routine, chores, schooling, bible study and more chores.

Just after dinner, Luke was in his room when, again, he heard the bathroom door open and close. Looking through the gap he saw Mary. She pulled her jeans and panties down to her ankles, revealing a tiny patch of light blond pubic hair covering a gently rounded mons. Quickly he undid his pants and began stroking his already erect penis as he watched her. Sitting on the toilet, a stream of light amber urine squirted out from between her wrinkled pink labia and tinkled softly as it struck the water below. Afterwards she wiped her wet, glistening labia with a tissue, carefully separating the delicate lips with her fingers, exposing herself fully to Luke's gaze. Dropping the used tissue, she leaned back, still seated on the toilet, and began to rub her clitoris with her finger tips. Luke heard her breathing change to an audible pant, he watched her rock back and forth on the toilet seat, her fingers working the clitoris faster and faster. Her head fell back, mouth open, eyes closed, the muscles of her thighs trembling and tensing, her back arching . . . a jet of liquid shot out of her vagina. At that same instant Luke ejaculated; he felt the rush of his own sticky hot semen striking his palm just as Mary came. Luke could see her erect clitoris, a bulging, throbbing bright pink knob, poking out from between her swollen pussy lips. Both of them were spent, hot, covered with a thin film of sweat.

Song of Solomon 7:1

Early on Sunday morning Luke arose and looked through the gap. He knew that Mary liked to take a bath before going to church. It wasn't long before he saw the door open and Mary entered the bathroom. She was wearing her usual plain white nightgown which she pulled off over her head and dropped on the floor, leaving her entirely naked. Her breasts were much larger than her mother's, firm and well-rounded sitting up high on her chest. Each breast was capped with a light pink areole nearly three inches in diameter; in its center a rosy nipple stood up, hard and erect in the chill morning air. Adjusting the faucets, she began filling the tub then went over to the sink. Her breasts jiggled erotically as she brushed her teeth. Bending down to rinse her mouth, she gave Luke a close-up look at her breasts as they dangled just inches in front of him.

Returning to the tub, she turned off the faucet and settled back into the warm bath. Luke watched her as she squeezed and fondled her massive breasts, softly stroking her nipples with the tips of her fingers, tracing out the edges of the sensitive areoles. She slid down into the tub, separating her legs, her hands moving lower and lower out of Luke's sight. When her breathing changed he knew she had found the sweet spot. It was only a matter of minutes until thrashing, splashing and a deep sigh signalled the beginning of a series of powerful orgasms.

Luke made a habit of watching Mary and Lilith in the bathroom, masturbating as he did so. Mary had begun to suspect something, from faint noises she had heard while relaxing in the bath. One day she discovered the gap and, looking into Luke's bedroom, figured things out. Rather than being disgusted or upset, she found herself oddly thrilled with the prospect of being watched, especially by a boy she found so attractive. She didn't reveal to Luke what she knew, instead she teased him and led him on, making sure he always got a good look at her goodies. When she thought about Luke satisfying himself, it gave her a thrill. Sometimes, on a pretext, she would go to his room while he was still aroused, brushing up against him for a moment to feel his firm erection through the thin fabric of his bedclothes. Once she had opened the door to his room and caught him with his eyes closed and his engorged penis in hand just as he came. Reaching down she gently squeezed his penis, forcing some of his white, sticky semen out onto her hand. His eyes opened in terror but she smiled at him, pushed his shrinking penis inside his bedclothes, kissed him on the forehead and without saying anything, left. Outside the door she licked the fresh semen off her fingers.

Although she didn't mean to, Mary's playfulness with Luke was to prove his downfall. A few days later Luke was watching Mary in the bathroom, pumping away with his hand. As he began to climax, he closed his eyes. When his bedroom door opened he was so lost in what he was doing that he didn't notice. When he opened his eyes, it was his worst nightmare, there stood Lilith in her nightgown. Unable to stop, he came, pulses of semen shooting uncontrollably from his turgid penis; some of the hot, sticky fluid landing on Lilith's bare feet. The punishment for his transgression was extra bible reading and Lilith saw to it that the gap was covered up right away. She prayed to Jesus for divine guidance, how could she save Luke's soul?

The answer came to her that night in a dream. She saw the end-times, judgement day; fire raining down on the sinners, fire that cleansed the earth of all sin, fire that was at once both damnation and salvation. At two in the morning she awoke. Gently she roused Mary and had her fetch several armfuls of firewood from the shed, dry, hot burning oak and maple. Downstairs, Lilith opened the door of the old cast iron stove and stirred up the glowing embers that remained from the evening fire. She tossed in several pieces of firewood. The stove gave out a low roar as the dry wood ignited, the dancing flames lighting up the kitchen in erie, flashing shades of orange and yellow. As the fire crackled and blazed, the small kitchen became hotter and hotter, the thick acrid smell of wood smoke permeated the air.

Revelation 21:8

Mary led a sleepy Luke down the stairs and into the kitchen where Lilith waited. Together the two women tied him down to the heavy wooden table in the center of the kitchen, using torn up sheets to bind his hands and feet. In the still heat of the kitchen, their nightgowns clung to their sweating bodies and strands of their long red hair stuck to their faces. Lilith handed Mary the bible and ordered her to read. As Mary read from the Book of Revelation in a slow, measured tone, Lilith reached inside Luke's bedclothes and pulled out his penis, firm and erect from all the excitment. She tied a piece of twine as tightly around the base of his penis as she could. Next Lilith reached down and picked up an iron poker she had placed in the fire earlier. The end of the poker glowed a bright orange in the room as Lilith returned to the now terrified Luke. She grasped the shaft of his penis firmly in one hand and pushed the glowing end of the poker into the underside of his glans penis with her other hand. Luke screamed for mercy at the top of his lungs as the hot metal burned into his tender flesh, sizzling and sputtering, sending up a dense plume of steam and smoke.

She replaced the poker in the fire after it had cooled and selected another, fresh and red hot. Luke again screamed for mercy as she grasped his penis and began burning off the flared edge of the glans, the corona. She worked downward from the corona to the pee-hole, burning deep into the living flesh with the hot iron, showing no mercy. Lilith took her time to destroy the pee-hole, using three fresh, hot pokers; she wanted to burn away every nerve, every bit of sin. She had Mary carefully go back over the glans with a fresh poker, making sure that all of the delicate flesh had been burned away.

Now the shaft of the penis remained to be disciplined. Going to the fire, Lilith pulled out a pair of iron tongs, the kind with small hand-like grips on the ends used to pick up hot coals. Positioning the penis with her free hand, she clamped the red hot metal around the shaft just behind where the glans penis had once been, working it back and forth around the shaft. When it had cooled slightly, she reheated it and burned the next section of shaft. It took her ten minutes to destroy the shaft. The air in the kitchen was now heavy with the smell of burnt flesh. She untied the twine that had kept Luke's penis erect, let what remained of his penis go limp and wrapped a wet cloth around it.

There was still one more temptation to take care of. She selected a glowing poker from the fire. Leaning back against the table between Luke's bound, outstretched legs, Lilith pulled up the front of her nightgown and pushed the red hot, glowing end of the poker into her own excited, engorged clitoris. As the steam and smoke rose up from her burning clitoris, she closed her eyes and tilted her head back. Her mouth opened. Silence.

Isaiah 34:14

end of Part 2