"You evil woman...you'll go to hell for this," he snarled.
"Actually, there's no need for her to go anywhere," said the witch laying her hand on Beth's shoulder.
"You've heard the expression...heaven on earth...well, let me show you what hell looks like," said the witch as she stood aside.
"Let me show you how your wife converted your lovely innocent boys to our religious beliefs."
The witch nodded at the boys.
Luke turned to his mother and laid his hands on her blouse covered breasts.
The Reverend watched in horror as his son squeezed his wife's breasts.
The witch leaned over and whispered in Beth's ear.
Beth immediately began to open her blouse as she stared at her wild eyed husband.
"No," said the witch.
"Show your husband what's going to happen on his altar later this morning...after the sorrowful service. Show him what 's going to happen in his church every fucking Sunday after service...right there on his altar," the witch sneered.
"Holy shit," said Luke looking down at his horrified father.
"Don't ask me Luke, ask the new spiritual leader of your church," replied the witch laughing.
Luke looked at his mother.
"On your father's altar...," asked Beth.
She looked down at her husband with a wicked grin on her face.
"Every fucking Sundayyyyyyy," she groaned.
"Me too mom" said Matt as he caught his father's eye.
"You must prove yourself first," said the witch.
"Luke...rip her clothes off."
Luke glanced down at his father and grinned. His hands gripped his mother's blouse and with a violent tug, he ripped the soft garment off her body, letting it fall to the floor.
Beth stood proudly displaying her large naked breasts before her son. She looked at his father and grinned.
Matt rushed behind his mother and not to be outdone, he violently tugged her shorts down her hips on till they fell in a heap around her ankles and she stepped out of them.
Matt made a move to rip his mother's panties off her body, but the witch stopped him.
"There's no rush, Matt. I want your father to see how seriously you take your religious obligations," said the witch.
Beth stood naked but for her panties sandwiched between her two sons as their hands consumed her flesh.
"Myyyyy goddddd," cried the Reverend.
"Evil woman...evil women."
"Don't blame your wife, Reverend," said the witch moving up behind Matt and hugging him.
"Tell your father how long you've lusted after your mother?"
Matt slid his hands onto the full cheeks of his mother's ass and glanced at his father. His fathers look of disgust made him look away.
"Don't be afraid of him, Matt. You have your hands on your mother's ass and there's nothing he can do about it. Did you lust after her whilst in church?"
Matt looked his father in the eye.
"All the time," he groaned, as he lowered his head and kissed his mother's neck.
"Ohhhhhhh christtttttt," Beth groaned.
"Christ be fucked...and what about you Luke?" asked the witch moving around to him.
Luke didn't answer. Instead he lowered his greedy mouth onto his mother's left breast and with a loud groan, sucked her hard brown nipple into his greedy mouth.
"Ughhhhhhhhh," groaned Beth as she felt her legs turn to putty.
"Well, it seems like Luke is busy at the moment, Reverend. But take it from me...he's had a hard on for your wife for years. Breast feed has such an effect on children, don't you think."
The Reverend Moore closed his eyes and began to pray.
"Open your fucking eyes or I'll suck them out of your head," the witch snapped.
When he ignored her, leaned down and blew on his eyelids. Immediately, he opened his eyelids.
"Witchcraft is such fun isn't it Reverend?" she grinned at him.
"That's right. I'm a witch and thanks to your wife, I've found a home within the safe pillars of your church. How does that make you feel?"
"Satan be gone from here," groaned the Reverend as the terrible truth dawned on him.
"I want to fuck her," yelled Luke, his hand sliding over his mother's silk covered pussy.
"And you shall, my dear boy, but you must restrain yourself. After all, this is a ceremony, and you must take your time so that our master comes to us, but you may remove your shorts so your father can see what real men look like," said the witch getting up from the bed and watching the boys undress.
Matt and Luke shed their clothes quickly and moved to embrace their mother but the witch maneuvered them so they turned to face their father. The Reverend tried to close his eyes but he couldn't. His mouth opened in horror as he saw his son's huge cocks throbbing in the air on either side of their mother.
"Now that's what I call prime cock meat," said the witch.
"Don't be shy Beth. After all, they come from your genes more than your husbands."
Beth looked at her husband with a wicked grin and slid her wanton hands down onto the hard throbbing flesh of her son's organs.
"Satannnnn...begone," yelled the Reverend, beside himself with anger. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest.
The witch laughed.
She was enjoying her self thoroughly and wanted to drag the Reverends torture out as much as she could. She saw the twins hands slide down between their mother's legs and moved quickly. She slapped both their hands away.
"I have to fuck her," roared Luke as his mother's hand slid back and forth on his throbbing cock.
"You see Reverend. You see what the young boys want today. They want to fuck...but not just the homecoming queen...no...they want to fuck their mother's...their sisters...their aunt's...even their grandmother's. Welcome to the new world order,' said the witch as she pushed both boys to their knees.
"Welcome to family values 2003."
The witch then took Beth's hands and packed them on her hips.
"Look at the whore of Babylon Reverend...your church's new leader."
Beth took her queue and slowly pealed her silk panties downwards on till they fell to the floor and she stepped out of them.
Immediately, both boys bent their heads forward in a frantic effort to get to her cunt first.
"Look at them fight over your wife's cunt, your own son's...their own mother...my goddddd," laughed the witch.
Luke won the fight to get his mouth onto his mother's cunt first and he groaned like a wounded animal as he licked her dripping pussy.
Matt, realizing he could not drink from this well, moved around behind his mother and spreading her ass wide, he feasted in the warm wet crevice between her ass.
"Hmmmmm, what a pity you can't see what your darling Matt is doing, Reverend," said the witch as she watched Matt run his tongue up and down over his mother's asshole.
"He certainly knows where the Fertile Crescent is."
Beth felt her knee's buckle and she fell forward onto the bed beside her husband. Matt was the first to react as his brother struggled to free himself under his mother's legs. He quickly got to his feet and positioned himself behind his mother's ass. Bringing his cock up against his mother's cunt, he thrust forward. The wet dripping lips of Beth's cunt opened and spread invitingly around the polished blue head of his cock.
Beth looked at her husband as she readied herself for the second thrust of her son. The Reverend's eye's opened wide in shock as he watched his young son clasp his mother's hips tightly and thrust his cock violently up her cunt till his balls pressed hard against her mound.
"Ughhhhhhhhh," Beth groaned.
"Ahhhhhhh fuckkkkkk," roared Matt as he let his cock soak inside his mother's boiling cunt for a moment.
The witch slid onto the bed beside Beth.
"What's it feel like Beth...tell your poor husband what it feel's like to have your son up your cunt to the balls."
Beth grinned at her horrified husband.
"I feel...ughhhhh...stuffed," she gasped.
"Don't move Matt," said the witch looking over her shoulder.
"Mother fucker," yelled Matt as he slid half of his cock out of his mother's succulent cunt.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Changes last made on: Saturday, November 22, 2003