Fall of Mary

"Cocks~ Cocks! COCKS!" all I can think about at that moment are cocks. All around me. Big cocks, small cocks, circumcised, uncircumcised. I need more! Black cocks, white cocks, all colors of the rainbow cocks! In my pussy, in my mouth... IN MY ASS! Between my breasts, in my hands. Cocks cocks cocks!

And cum... MMMM CUM. Thick and smelly all over my body, marking me with a smell I'll never truly wash away. Filling every hole, leaking, needing to be filled again. The unholy yet delectable taste never leaves my tongue.

I look left, I see cocks! I look right, I see cocks! I need to please them all! I need them to cover me in their cum! I need my pussy and my ass bred like the animal I am! I need to be fed nothing but their seed!

I see one cock, right there, shrouded in smoke almost. As thick and long as my forearm. I need it. I kiss it and comfort it as if it were my own lover. A deep voice groans, but then starts to chuckle menacingly down at me.The chuckle shakes me to my core. Suddenly, my lust turns to fear as I look up at the figure. Piercing red eyes stare down at me. I can't quite make out its face, as if a camera smudge was laughing at me.

Suddenly, I sit up, taking in the room around me. I take a deep breath. It was only a dream. No, a nightmare. What kind of whore would ever feel those feelings about disgusting man things? I look to my left, to see my hubby laying next to me, peaceful, as if nothing could ever hurt him. He's so adorable. I love him with all my heart.

I can not believe I had a dream of being disloyal to him. Sure, it's been a few weeks since we've had intercourse, and I didn't climax last time, or the time before. But he's a busy man. Anyway, intercourse is for making children, not for pleasure. Only a slut would ever touch herself down there. I am better than that. I am a good woman for my husband and that's all that matters.

I sit up and say my morning prayer before getting out of bed and going down to the kitchen. Still wearing the same white nightgown I had gone to sleep with the night before. I should make James a special breakfast this morning to make up for my dream of infidelity. I make him a nice plate of bacon and eggs with toast and a cup of coffee. A great meal for a great man. For myself, just a bit of oatmeal with berries in it. So naughty, I know.

I eat my breakfast as I wait for him. After a few minutes, he comes down and sees me. "Good morning, dear" He says, coming over and giving me a kiss on the cheek. "Good morning, honey!", I reply before he sits down across from me and starts to eat. What a man James is. Resisting the temptation to have intercourse until after we were married. His dark brown eyes. His well-kempt hair. His perfectly average cock. He could just bend me over the counter right now and-

"Mary, is something wrong dear?" I snapped back to reality, realizing I had been staring at him for a while. "Oh, no, I'm okay, just my head in the clouds, remembering our youth." I smile over at the love of my life. "Oh, yes, dear. They were good days. Unfortunately, I don't have much time to reminisce, I need to head to work. I'll be back at the usual time." He gets up from the table, giving me a goodbye kiss on the cheek before heading out.

He's such a wonderful man. Just wish he would put his plates in the sink after he was done. I clean up the table and wash all the dishes. I know what I need, a nice bubble bath to clear my mind. I go up to our bathroom, put on the water, and add the soap. I take my nightgown off, leaving me in only my underwear with no bra. My breasts are small, which I enjoy. Not like those whores with their low cut shirts, advertising themselves like products at a store. My thinner, less sexual body keeps the lechers at bay. After I take off my undergarments, I look at myself in the mirror. Vanity is a sin, but I like to look all the same.

Suddenly I see something strange. Just above my groin, on my lower belly. What looks to be a pink heart? How did that get there? I would never get a tattoo. So James must be pulling a little prank on me. I lick my thumb and try to rub it off, but it doesn't come off. In fact, it starts to feel weirdly warm?

Not just heat from friction. But a warmth emanating from the mark, inward. Towards my most private area. I sit back on the toilet, spreading my legs to try to cool it off. It is so swollen and I feel something wet gathering. I feel the heat so strongly, it's like I need something, but I don't know what! I try to fan my parts with my hand, but accidentally graze it with the tip of my finger. Electricity throughout my body, like I've never felt before.

I need more.

Okay, maybe if I just lay my hand on top, it won't be so bad. I need to preserve my dignity. I lay my hand lightly over my parts, and wherever my hand touches, I feel it. The waves of electricity throughout my entire body. Without even realizing, I start tracing the outside of my area with my finger, feeling a moan coming up as I try to force it down, but I just can't stop. My finger starts to rub the outer lips and I moan out like a whore against my will.

My finger starts to rub me directly, no matter how hard I try to stop. The feeling just gets more and more intense by the second. My brain goes white as I rub my pussy. That's what it is, my pussy that feels so so so good to rub. I start rubbing circles with two fingers on my pussy. Every circle brings another wave of pleasure across my body. The waves intersect and intensify one another.

My other hand slowly starts rubbing my nipple as I rub my mind numb. I've never felt like this before. I need more! My 2 fingers start sliding into me, as my pussy squeezes around them uncontrollably. As my fingers fuck my pussy better than my husband's ever could, my hips buck.

Something is coming.

Something I've never really felt before.

Something big.

A feeling as my whole body tenses up, like an extreme pressure is building up inside.

Suddenly it snaps, an immense wave over my entire body. All the tension released like a rubber band that was just let go. My body convulses as I make sounds resembling those of an animal more than any human. My eyes roll back as my feet go straight out. Then it settles down to a glow. Permeating every cell of my body. Like heaven itself was shining upon me at that moment. I go limp, breathing heavily and basking in the glow.

Then the realization hit me. What had I done!? I was a whore who was no longer fit for heaven. Though it did feel good... Maybe this is a sign from God.... No, this can't be. God would never condone me consorting with the devil and enjoying the pleasures of the flesh. That's it, it's a test from the devil himself. I will never touch myself like that again as long as I live! That is my promise to you lord! I just bow my head and say my prayers of forgiveness and protection from evil...