My next episode may come back to haunt me someday, but somehow, I doubt it. It occurred one fine day, quite unexpectedly. Elaina was visiting her mother who lives about a hundred or so miles from where I stay, and I was busy in my studio putting the finishing touches to yet another nude painting. This was an erotic exhibition piece, for I had been offered another exhibition in London, and was stockpiling some new works to be shown there. To be honest, I was almost ready to stop when there was a knock on the door.
Two well-scrubbed young women stood on the doorstep, not a scrap of make-up apart from mascara. One was tall, and dark haired, the other slightly smaller, with blonde hair, natural by the look of it. No bleach in god's own church it seems. The dark haired one did all the talking, and the other smiled a lot, showing beautiful teeth. "Good morning,' they chorused, and I knew I had two morally upstanding evangelists to deal with.
While they talked at me, telling me all about the love of the lord, I sent them the most lewd and lascivious thoughts, swamping their minds with thoughts of me and them naked, sucking their nipples, fingering their wet pussies and fucking them both in a threesome. Then I sent them some thoughts of doing some real dirty things to each other too, and then back to me again. I also mentally fingered their gorgeous untouched pussies.
I could feel their confusion, but their resistance to the ideas I was feeding them was minimal, and I remembered that their particular church had some pretty ropy customs. Rumours had it that girls were married off in multiple partnerships with more than one woman per husband. If they were open to polygamy, then they had to be sexually adventurous behind that wall of pre-marital purity, so any lingering doubts I may have had were minimal. Remember, I can't make people do things they don't really want to do, so I invited them in, just for the hell of it.
They looked kind of nervously at each other, hesitating, unsure, but when I walked away from the door saying, 'I guess my soul isn't worth saving today girls,' they followed me right inside. I asked them to sit on the couch while I cleaned my brushes, which also gave me more time to work on them, and place more sexual thoughts in their minds. Of course, the fact that I had a large canvas of a nude helped to concentrate their minds too.
'Perhaps we should come back another day?' said the dark haired one who had introduced herself as Sister Bonny, 'I mean, you look really busy and all,' she added lamely. I immediately sent a thought of her sucking my cock enthusiastically. She actually blushed, and then I mentally thought of rubbing her pussy. I imagined her wet and open, with me rubbing her clitoris. She fidgeted a little on the couch, eyes momentarily closed, and I knew I had her, especially when her legs unconsciously opened about four or five inches, then shut a little then opened again.
Her mind was definitely between her legs now, and I never let up for a second. Meanwhile the other woman, the small blonde, Sister Beth, was being bombarded with similar thoughts, and was responding well too. In her mind, she was lifting her long skirt and showing me her virginal treasure, while rubbing herself. Her legs too were parted and widening.
'You know girls,' I said, 'you both have such beautiful eyes. Just take a moment to look at each other's eyes, and you'll see what I mean.' The turned and looked at each other, and I sent thoughts of them kissing. They seemed to be drawn together like magnets, and suddenly they were kissing quite passionately, Sister Bonny, taking the lead, actually caressed Sister Beth's breasts. Sister Beth moaned with pleasure, so I let them continue for a moment or two to get worked up some more until Beth was feeling Bonny's breasts too, and then I stepped in. 'Oh, my girls,' I broke in, 'I know you're having fun, but I think I should stop you there, don't you?' They broke apart, hesitantly, flushed and breathing deeply. 'You girls must be real good friends?' I asked.
They both nodded, 'We've been together since grade school,' Bonny confirmed. 'We're best friends, we do everything together,' she added, then looked a bit shame faced as she realised what she had said. I said nothing, just suggested they should kiss again, and they didn't take much persuasion. This time I left them to their own devices.
Surprisingly, it was Sister Beth, who put her hand up Sister Bonny's skirt first, and Bonny spread her knees in open invitation. Within seconds she was squirming on the couch, skirt round her waist, as Beth's fingers invaded the rather substantial panties and found her centre. 'Oh, oh, Beth, don't stop,' she pleaded. Laying back on the couch, legs akimbo, Beth soon pulled off the substantial knickers, exposing Bonny's pussy to view. The dark hair, such as it was, was closely trimmed and hid nothing. Bonny's sex was pink, open and very wet, so I, 'suggested,' to Beth that she should suck and kiss it. Again, she didn't need much persuasion and was down on her knees, worshipping at the altar of Bonny's hot cunt in seconds.
Stepping over behind Beth, I lifted her long skirt up, revealing a pert bottom, encased in another set of substantial knickers, so I pushed the skirt up, over her waist and knelt behind her on the floor. I stroked the back of her thighs at first, and then the soft inner thighs, and dear Sister Beth opened her legs most eagerly it seemed to me. I stroked her cunt through her panties, and she moaned with delight, so I pulled the offending knickers down, and off. I took a few minutes to stroke and play with her clitoris, which drove her wild, before inserting two fingers into her pussy.
