2 comments/ 7900 views/ 6 favorites The Gospel of Christi By: JamesWinchester There's no doubting the fact that I was lonely. Like, really lonely. Perhaps that's why I took advantage of the visit from the Mormon Missionaries. I still feel kind of guilty about it, but it was completely worth the sin. I just happened to be at the right place at the right time, and for them it was completely the opposite. The initial visit was innocent enough; they had a message to share, I wanted someone to talk to. At the time I had been nearing my thirty-ninth birthday, divorced for several years and my only friend was my guy roommate who was never home. So I pretty much just sulked around the house watching movies and feeling sorry for myself. It was a pitiful existence, which was why I had been so eager to let the missionaries in when they knocked on my door. "Hi, good afternoon." Stated the taller one. They were both cute young boys barely half my age. "I'm Elder Brannon and this is my companion Elder Jennings. We've come to share a message of Jesus Christ's restored gospel on this earth. We would like to share this message with you." I thought for a second. How bad could it be? "Sure." I said. "Come in." "Is there a man present in the house?" The shorter one asked. "If not we can't enter." "Yea my roommate is in his room." I said. "Excellent." Said Elder Brannon, the taller one. He seemed like a very excitable person. They followed me into my living room, never breaking from conversation. "So are you married?" Elder Jennings asked. "Not for a long time." I said. "What about kids?" He asked. "Still no. Can I get you boys anything?" "Water would be nice, thank you." They said politely. "So where do we start?" I asked as we sat down. "Well first we'd like to ask if your roommate would join us." Asked Elder Brannon. "We like to have the whole house participate." "Sure. I'll see if he's available." I walked to his room and yelled through the door. "Hey! Mormons are here! You got a minute so they can talk to us?" He opened the door fully dressed. "Sorry Christi, I'm late for work!" He waved at the missionaries as he rushed out the door. "That's one way to evade us." Said Elder Jennings with a smile. "Does this mean you guys have to leave now?" I asked sadly. "We've made it this far," joked Elder Brannon, "might as well finish it. The lessons are quick." "Alright then! Let's get to it!" We started with a prayer. They asked me to say it but I refused, not knowing what to do. They said it was okay and I could offer the closing prayer. Elder Brannon said it and asked his god to bless my house and me in all my endeavors. "Alright!" Started Elder Jennings while clapping his hands together. "Now it's Christi, right?" I nodded. "Do you know that your heavenly father loves you?" He asked sincerely. "I'm not sure who that is." I asked. "That's not a problem." Picked up Elder Brannon. "Do you believe in god?" "I believe in the possibility of a higher power. Not one in particular." I answered. They hesitated. In a conservative area like this one my answer was probably one they didn't encounter very often. "Well there is a god." Defended Elder Jennings. "And he loves you." "That's nice." I said. "It is." He continued. "I'd like to share a scripture with you." He reached for his Bible/Book Of Mormon combination but knocked over his water glass in the process. "I am so sorry!" He exclaimed. "It's okay. Let me grab a towel." "No let me!" He said. "It's my mess." "I'll show you where they are." I said. He followed me into the kitchen. Elder Brannon stayed behind to move their paperwork from the spreading water. "I'm really sorry." He exclaimed while I dug through my linen drawer. "It's nothing." I reassured him. "It happens all the time. I handed him a bundle of rags. Instead of grabbing the rags he grabbed my hands and held the bundle with me. We stood in silence for a moment. "Is everything oka-" I started. He jumped forward and kissed me. I'd been half expecting it so I didn't withdraw. I let him have his moment with my lips. It lasted a while. The taste of someone else had escaped me for so long that I didn't want him to pull away. The initial awkwardness melted as my heart beat faster. I let the rags drop to the floor and pulled his arms around me. We kissed for another moment before he pulled away. "I'm sorry." He started. It's just been so long, I couldn't help it." "It's been longer for me." I said before grabbing his face and smooshing his lips against mine. It was passionate even though he struggled to catch up. The little Mormon boy was inexperienced. It was cute. I wondered whether or not he was still a virgin. "Will you get in trouble for this?" I asked after we pulled away. "I won't tell if you won't." He replied. I shook my head and bit my lip. He was cute, the other one was was cuter but Elder Jennings had an innocent quality about him that I liked. I took the initiative and pulled him forwards until he had me backed up against the fridge. There we made out for several more minutes. I took a chance a slipped my tongue into his mouth, he wasn't prepared and accidentally bit down as he pulled away. "Ow!" "I'm so sorry!" He shouted while stepping back. Then he quieted and looked around, making sure his companion hadn't heard. "I've never used tongue before." He whispered. "It's okay." I whispered back. "Wanna try again?" He nodded and leaned forward with his tongue out. I turned my head and laughed. "What?" He genuinely asked. "You can't start with your tongue out! It looks funny!" I said laughing. "Sorry." He said. "Stop apologizing!" I said. "I'm sorry I laughed! Do whatever you want, just take initiative, show me what you want to do." He looked confused. "Here." I said as I leaned back against the fridge and spread my arms. "Do whatever you want, no apologies." He hesitated for a moment, then I noticed a bulge forming in his pants. What was he thinking? He answered my question a moment later when he grabbed the neck of my shirt and pulled it down under my left boob. I hadn't put a bra on that day so he got the full show. I wondered if he had ever seen one before. Elder Jennings studied it for a moment and then bent forward and wrapped his lips around my nipple. I watched him curiously suck my nipple and lick around the edges, using his right hands to squeeze and explore my newfound surface. My interest in his discovery outweighed any sexual feelings I might have had. I flinched away as he bit down on my nipple. "Sorry." He mumbled. "No sorries." I reminded him. He contemplated this for a second, then really took it to heart. I'd been wearing sweatpants that day, he gripped the fabric and yanked them all the way down to my ankles. Elder Jennings slipped his fingers under the underside of my panties and shifted them to the side to expose my vagina. He marveled at it for several seconds and then touched it, sending a tingling sensation up my spine. He traced his fingers from my clit down to my vagina. My left leg shook as he slid back up and rubbed my clit a couple of times. "Whatever I want, right?" He asked. I nodded. He put his mouth under my clit and slid half of his finger into my vagina. I gasped a little as the sensation sent butterflies into my stomach. The Elder opened and closed his mouth in a make out session with my lower lips while moving the upper half of his finger inside and out of me, never going all the way in. I rested my head against the fridge and enjoyed the feeling. "Would it hurt if I went all the way in?" He asked. "Why would it?" Elder Jennings pulled out his pointer finger and slid his middle finger up into me. I'd become so wet that I almost didn't feel it, then he curved his finger and began exploring the walls of my vagina. I let out a soft moan. He took encouragement from this and slid a second finger in, quickly moving them all the way in and out of me. My breath caught in my chest and I gripped the edges of the fridge. This felt so good after so long without it. As his fingers worked so did his mouth, he traced the outline of my clit with the tip of his tongue and occasionally wiggled it back and forth really fast. I was wondering just how far I'd let this go when everything was cut short. "Elder! What are you doing!?" Exclaimed Elder Brannon. Elder Jennings froze. He didn't say a word. "You're going to get sent home for this!" Shouted Elder Brannon, he stood in shock at the kitchen doorway. Jennings just sat there. Brannon waited for an answer, his eyes occasionally flicking to my exposed tit. "You're right." He answered finally. "I will be sent home for this." Jennings stood up, grabbed me by the arm and around my neck and pulled me across the kitchen. He shoved me down across the counter and pulled my panties down. All I could see was Elder Brannon's horrified expression as I heard Elder Jennings unzip his pants. There was no apologizing from Elder Jennings as I felt him enter me from behind. There was no caution. One moment he wasn't in me, the next I was being fucked harder than I had been in a long time. I hadn't been ready. As my lower half exploded all I could do was grip the countertop and scream. He moved so fast, completely filling me up and working out muscles in me that had atrophied over time. I'm pretty sure my vagina had shrunk from years of non use as I felt myself being stretched and penetrated beyond my limits. I heard him groan as he started to cum. He ripped himself out of me and I felt warmth spatter onto my backside. I was still so turned on I couldn't let it be over. As he bent down to grab his pants and face his companion I jumped under him and grabbed his dick. I heard Elder Brannon swear as I put Jennings dick in my mouth. I wasn't giving up without a fight. I worked it back and forth. Sucking off all of the cum and keeping him hard so he could get back to work with me. When I knew he was going to stay hard I leaned back, prepared to let him fuck me on the floor. But instead of jumping me he stepped to the side and another penis entered the picture. Elder Brannon moaned as I took him in my hands. I stroked him back and forth and he cussed under his breath. He was a potty mouthed little Mormon boy. I was crouched down while I did this. Elder Jennings got on the ground and slid his legs under me. I paused for a second when Elder Jennings stuck himself back into my vagina. As he started pumping I moaned too much to suck Elder Brannon so I continued to just stroke his penis, but I wasn't able to stay consistent. Elder Brannon must have gotten bored because he grabbed my arms and pulled me off of Jennings. He wrapped his arms around my waist and set me on the counter. He pulled my panties and sweatpants off the rest of the way and I took off my shirt. Elder Jennings stood and masturbated at the sight of my naked body while Brannon took his shirt off and pushed his dick inside of me. He was considerably bigger than Jennings and I cried out as it stretched the back of my vagina. My legs clenched up and I couldn't concentrate on anything as the world shook. I closed my eyes and focused on the feeling as he sped up. I hadn't seen Jennings move behind me. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me flat against the counter so my head hung upside down off the edge. We breathlessly kissed for several seconds before he straightened up and slid his dick back into my mouth. I'd never had a threesome before, especially not with two twenty year old guys. Jennings stuck his penis down into the back of my throat. I would have gagged if Brannon hadn't been fucking me so hard. Something about being so turned on diminished my gag reflex. I let Jennings do whatever he wanted with my mouth as I went limp and focused on Brannon; he was lasting much longer than Jennings had. I felt my lower body tense up, I was getting close to finishing. I couldn't scream with Jennings' dick in my mouth so it sounded like I was gagged as I came. My back arched without my permission as I climaxed, letting Brannon get even deeper inside of me. I felt my pussy fill with liquid and contract as the pressure relieved itself. I pushed Jennings from my mouth and let out a final scream and gasped for fresh air. Brannon continued slowly for a minute and then slid himself out of me, I doubted this was his first time. I got up and grabbed Brannon's penis, ready to give him head until he came. "Hold on a second." He said. He moved around the counter to Jennings. "Get on your knees." Elder Jennings hesitated. "Wh-what?" "You heard me, down. Open your mouth." Jennings slowly got on both knees, not sure how to object. Brannon grabbed his head and stuck half his dick straight in his mouth. Jennings coughed and gagged. "Just let it happen." Said Brannon. I leaned over the counter and watched curiously as Brannon slowly fucked Jennings' mouth. Jennings' resentfulness melted away as he realized he liked the feeling. He allowed Brannon to slide deeper into his mouth. I felt my pussy retighten when I noticed I could see Brannon's dick pushing out Jennings' throat. It made his Adam's apple bounce back and forth. I couldn't help myself, as Jennings was throat fucked I crawled under Brannon's legs and put Jennings' dick back in my mouth. I went as deep as I could, trying to replicate what Jennings was feeling. I could feel his dick push out my throat but couldn't get as deep as I probably could with Brannon. Elder Jennings gagged. I felt cum rain down on the back of my head. He said something unintelligible and then my own mouth filled with cum. I let it slide down my chin as I rose. Jennings grabbed my face and stuck his tongue in my mouth. We spent several minutes mixing cum together while Brannon stroked himself. "Let me taste Elder Jennings." He said. I turned to him, he tugged at my hair and breathed heavily as we made out. Jennings took a finger and experimentally rubbed it around my anus. I had never done anal before but at the moment I really wanted him to stick his finger in. Brannon bent down and sucked on my breasts as I felt Jennings slowly slide his finger into my ass. It felt soo good. A sensation I'd never felt shot up my spine and I shivered. Could anal actually feel good? I pushed my ass down a little to let him know I approved and he stuck his finger in as deep as it would go. It was a sexual feeling but one I was unfamiliar with, I had to know more. Elder Jennings stood and rubbed the edge of his dick against my anus. I prepared myself, wondering if I should find some lube first. Elder Brannon's watch beeped. "Shit! We're late!" He shouted. "Crap!" Said Elder Jennings. I felt his dick leave my skin as Brannon ran for his shirt. "We've got to go." He said. "Oh." I said, disappointed. Jennings zipped his pants back up and waited for Brannon. When they were decent we moved to the living room and I opened the door for them. "I felt like I really learned a lot from you two." I said. "Any chance we could continue our lessons?" "We're always willing to share with those who will listen." Said Elder Brannon laughing. "We're open Wednesday at two. Is that a good time?" "A great time." I answered. Brannon ran to their car, Jennings stayed behind for a second to collect their things. "I was really enjoying what was happening," I said, "it's a shame you had to cut it short." Jennings smiled as he walked out the door. "Sorry."