Chapter 3: Fuck Me, Jesus!

Previous installments haven’t explained that Sylvia had rebelled against her religious upbringing, though blasphemy still incensed her.

A week after she and Leroy went to The Scarlet Letter Club, he decided to ridicule that during a Sunday morning church service.

But a Friday or Saturday night rarely passed when a least one other man wasn’t in bed with Sylvia and Leroy, including the white, 31-y/o Doyle. He relished Leroy’s plan: At 10:30, Leroy had Sylvia wear a long dress and regular shoes, then drove to the church.

Doyle was already sitting in the next-to-last pew; the couple sat down behind him.

Two days earlier, Leroy had requested the pastor to deliver a sermon denouncing adultery.

And, oh, did he ever!

‘Unfaithful wives are sinners!’ he thundered as Leroy removed a vibrator from his pocket.

He activated the device, reached under her dress and buried it in her muff.

‘What are you doing?’ she whispered.

‘Ask Jesus to fuck you,’ Leroy quietly ordered.

‘Fuck me, Jesus!’ she softly obeyed.

In a bit, Leroy thrust a cross in next to the vibrator.

Seeing that amused Doyle; he flipped her the bird and left.

Once the pastor had finished his sermon, Leroy and Svlvia departed, as well,

‘Take the vibrator and cross out,’ Leroy said.

She did.

Next, she and Leroy got in the husband’s car and he drove to The City Adult Bookstore.

They went into the video-arcade where Doyle was standing in the hall.

Since he was aware regarding her prostitution, he sneered, ‘God condemns harlots!’

‘Yes, sir.’

‘Mary Magdalene is Sylvia’s inspiration,’ Leroy said.

‘Jesus married a hooker?’ Doyle asked.

‘Yeah, and the 12 disciples were her favorite johns,’ Leroy answered.

‘She defiled herself for money,’ Doyle remarked.

‘Sylvia does, too,’ Leroy said.

‘That’s no surprise. She’s filth incarnate!’ Doyle answered as Leroy opened the door to a private viewing room and led her into it while Doyle followed.

‘You’ve soiled a holy place and we intend to punish you!’ Leroy warned her as he and Doyle unzipped their jeans.

‘Worship my dick!’ Leroy demanded as she sank her knees and gulped it into her mouth, followed by Doyle throwing his 10-inched spear into her vag.

‘You’re an animal, aren’t you?’ he said.

‘Uh-hmmm!’ Sylvia nodded.

Nonetheless, that aroused her to a climax which Doyle and Leroy ignored until the latter suggested, ‘Breed her!’

‘What?’ Doyle inquired.

‘Breed the animal!’ Leroy repeated.

‘Her womb had better be fertile!’ Doyle responded as his drained his sperm into her snatch while Leroy’s cock erupted in her mouth

After a brief pause, he said, ‘It’s time to complete her shame!’

‘How?’ Doyle asked.

‘This is how,’ Leroy replied, with him clutching Sylvia’s tresses and towing her into the restroom.

Four black customers then watched Leroy and Doyle pissing into the urinal and having her lick it clean.

‘She must be the janitor!’ one guy remarked.

‘She’s well-trained,’ Doyle answered before he, Leroy and Sylvia left the store.

That night, however, he and Leroy commercialized the lowest slut in town.

Jesus christ, man!