Chapter 4

Note: Thanks to my beta reader!

Susannah Augustine

“Susannah...”

The voice whispered through my dream.

“Susannah, awaken...”

It was an ethereal voice. So calm and airy. It was a pure voice. An angelic voice. I shuddered and rose out of my dream. My eyes fluttered open to a white brilliance that shone before me. It bathed my face. I gasped, blinking against the glare.

“Susannah,” the voice said again. This time, I could tell it was feminine. “Susannah, hear the words of your Lord.”

I quivered in rapturous delight. I rolled out of bed and knelt before the light. I could see the shape of a woman standing in the radiance. I shuddered at the sight of the figure. Her wings spilled out of the brilliance that shone from her halo.

“I am ready to receive the words of our Lord,” I said, hands folded before me.

“These words are holy,” said the angel. “You cannot receive them in such common garments. Naked did you enter this world. Naked must you receive the words of the Almighty.”

“Yes!” I gasped without hesitation.

I stood and pulled off my long nightgown. I drew it up and up my body. I tossed it to the side, my blonde hair spilling around my naked shoulders. I shoved off my panties next, feeling them roll down my thighs. They dropped to my ankles. I stepped out of them and threw them on the bed.

This tingle rippled over my skin. I shuddered, feeling my nipples pucker with my awe. I clasped my hands together and stared back up at the angel as I knelt before her. I trembled, my heart thundering a mile a minute.

“I am ready to hear the words of my Lord and Savior,” I moaned, staring at the angel.

“You have been chosen, Susannah, Daughter of Madison,” the angel said. “You have been selected to be the wife of a great and powerful man. A man who has been nominated by the Lord your God to rule this world.”

“I am ready to serve,” I gasped. “I will be his loving wife. Who? Who is to be my husband?” I hoped it was Zach Black. I prayed it was him as I waited for the angel’s response.

“Lewis Zachary Black, Second of His Name,” the angel intoned.

My heart burst with joy. Such huge delight surged through me. I couldn’t believe how fortunate I was. I was the most blessed of all women. I trembled there before the angel, my heart quivering in excitement before the angel.

The light dimmed from the angel enough to let me see her. She had golden blonde hair that spilled around her face. Her beatific expression stared down at me, blue eyes shining like sapphires. She was naked like me with small breasts. Modest and lovely. Her hips curved down to her thighs. I was shocked to find her denuded of pubic hair.

Maybe angels didn’t have them.

“You must be his loyal wife and be ruled by your husband,” said the angel. “He will do all the necessary things, no matter how inappropriate or wrong you may think they are, to carry out the Lord your God’s plans. Whatever Lewis Zachary Black commands of you, you must be his most submissive and faithful wife.”

“I will be,” I moaned. “I love him so much. I will love and obey my husband the way that the Lord intended a wife to be.”

“Then you must be sanctified and anointed in my holy juices,” the angel said. “You must be awakened to the full understanding of the depths of your love and passion for Lewis Zachary Black, Savannah daughter of Madison.”

“Anoint me!”

The angel turned. I was shocked when she bent over and aimed her pussy at me. Her fingers rubbed at it. Confusion rippled through me. I knew she was an angel sent by the Lord Almighty to me, but why was she doing something so sinful?

Was I supposed to object? Was this a test?

Was I like Abraham ordered to sit here and watch as this angel masturbates until the Lord stopped me and rewarded my faithfulness? That had to be it. He was testing to see if I had the faith to follow him even when I didn’t understand what was going on. Even when I thought it was wrong.

“Yes, yes, yes,” the angel moaned. “Mmm, you’re just staring at that pussy, aren’t you? Just staring at my angel twat.”

“Yes,” I said, shocked by her words. My cheeks burned. I breathed in the spicy aroma of her arousal. This heady rush shot through me.

I gasped a how my pussy grew itchy and wet the way it would thinking about Zach. I clasped my hands tighter, resisting the urge to masturbate. I held them tight as my nipples throbbed. I squirmed there naked as I watched the angel rubbing at her pussy folds.

Then she massaged her clitoris. She rubbed on her naughty button. That place that when I touched it would always send this naughty tingle through me. I swallowed, clutching tight to my hands. I just had to have faith in the Lord.

He would not give me a test I could not succeed at.

The angel whimpered louder and louder. Her juices ran down her thighs. Drips fell from her fingers. Her butt-cheeks clenched and relaxed as she moaned out her passion. I swallowed, shocked by this. This was truly what the Lord wanted from me.

“Oh, yes, yes, you’re about to be anointed by the Lord’s holy oil,” moaned the angel. Her halo pulsed.

The heat swelled in me. I lifted my face, eager for this. My body burned with this sinful rapture. It was outstanding to feel. I groaned, my heart pounding with this wild beat. This was really happening. I couldn’t believe it.

Then the angel squealed in holy passion.

A stream of her angelic pussy juices splashed across my face. I gasped at the warmth of it. It splashed in my mouth. A spicy musk filled my mouth. More and more of her holy oil splashed over my small breasts and ran towards my belly.

The heat I felt in my nethers burst into a roaring flame. I gasped, trembling. I gasped in delight as my hands shot out and grabbed the angel’s hips. I held him tight and darted my head forward before I could think.

I pressed my lips against her pussy.

The heat in my nethers exploded into wild lust.

It felt so right to lick at the angel’s pussy. To feast on her. This was God’s will. He wanted me to do this. I thrust my tongue into the angel’s mound. I wiggled my tongue around in her snatch. She was so warm and silky and that spicy flavor.

I needed to drink more and more of the angel’s pussy juices. I had to imbibe them. To be anointed fully by her. My entire body quivered with this delight. It was amazing. Holy rapture blazed out of my twat and consumed me.

“Hallelujah!” the angel moaned with passion.

My hips wiggled from side to side, smearing her hairless pussy on my face. Her juices ran down my chin. Her anointing passion cooled on my boobs. I devoured her with everything that I had. My tongue slid through her pussy lips.

“That’s it,” the angel moaned. “Ooh, just lick that pussy cream. You feel that holy fire burning in you. That lust is owned by your future husband. He will need it.”

I moaned in delight, wanting to burn for him. I thrust my tongue into her snatch again. I loved the feel of her. The heat. The spicy flavor. This was so new. I never thought I would do this with a woman. It felt so right.

This was what I had to do. I had to make this angel cum. Then I had to go to Zach. My pussy burned as I feasted on this angelic twat. I licked at her with such force. The angel moaned, her halo pulsing with light.

“Yes, yes, yes, just like that,” the angel gasped. “Oh, you are so full of the Holy Spirit. Can you feel it burning in your pussy?”

“I can!” I moaned, my twat clenching and burning. My virgin pussy wanted to be touched. By Zach. I needed him in me.

“Just keep licking my twat,” moaned the angel. “Yes, yes, just like that. Oh, you are doing such a good job. You are going to make me cum!”

I wanted that. My tongue swirled around in her snatch. My lips rubbed on her wet folds. She groaned, squeezing her snatch around my probing tongue. She whimpered more and more. Her head tossed. Her long, blonde hair danced around her shoulders.

I gripped her hips, holding tight to her. The Holy Spirit burned in my snatch. The heat swelled in me. I rose towards that wonderful bursting point. I would have such a big orgasm. I was so ready for it. I licked and lapped at her with hunger.

Then she gasped, “Hallelujah!”

Her pussy juices gushed out of her cunt.

I swallowed her anointing cream. I gulped it down, letting it sanctify my insides. The angel blessed me. I shuddered, loving the feel of her hot cream running down my chin. This was so wild. It sent such a wave of heat through me. I groaned, feeling on fire. My entire body buzzed with this excitement.

This holy rapture that would consume me.

She whimpered and moaned as I licked and lapped at her folds. Her entire body trembled. I quivered, bathed in her passion. She moaned one more time then stepped away from me. She whirled around to stare down at me.

“Go to him right now!” she moaned and burst into blinding, golden light.

I fell back on the floor, dazed. In a stupor. I could feel the world spinning around me. I had to move. To go to Zach right now. A choral sound rang in my ears. Blackness danced with disorienting lights. The sound faded. The darkness melted away. I licked my lips and blinked. I could move again.

I bolted upright. I was drenched in the angel’s spicy oil. She had coated me in it. This wave of delight washed through me. I looked around, my eyes struggling to focus. I had to act. That was right. I had to act and get out of here.

I shuddered, feeling so bemused by what had just happened. But that need to be Zach’s slut wife burned in me. I had to be his. I was meant to be his. I stood, my legs shaking by the angelic visitation. I had been chosen by the Lord.

Me!

I swayed and drifted to the right. I grabbed the dresser. I clutched it, my naked body trembling. I had to dress. I opened it and flicked my eyes down at my panties. This heat burned in my virgin pussy. The Holy Ghost brimmed in me.