I 'm Martin and had the most remarkable sexual adventure thanks to Maddie, my religious girlfriend. She was extremely religious -- I sometimes thought of her as a "religious nut-case", but I loved her,so I always throught kindly of her.

As soon as I learned how extremely religious she was I thought our relationship would soon end. As a horny teenager, I was eager for sex, and jacked-off as often as I could. I was really surprised when she brought up the topic of sex. I expected her to tell me not to even think about it, but instead took an entirely different direction.

"I know sex is an important part of any relationship," she began. She had my interest from the start.

She continued, "But we absolutely must be sure that our sex honors God." Now she lost me.

"How do you mean?" I asked, thoroughly confused.

"Sex if for two people who are committed to each other," she explained, "There are things we can do right now, but some things that must wait." She had my attention -- it was better than I expected, but I had no idea where this was going.

"I must remain a virgin until marriage," she said, "But that doesn't mean we can't both climax, but in a way that honors God." I was beginning to understand, but once again she lost me, so I just continued to listen.

"You can finger me to climax, as long as we embrace and kiss as you do." she said, "I can make you climax in the same way, but you must not waste your seed."

"What do you mean by not wasting my seed?" I asked.

"Do you masturbate?" she asked, "Don't be embarrassed -- you have to tell me." I nodded and she asked what happened to my seed when I finished.

"I usually squirt it into a tissue and throw it away," I responded in confusion.

"So you're wasting your seed!" Maddie said in alarm, "You have to stop that before its too late!"

"You mean I can't masturbate any more?" I responded.

"Of course not!" assured Maddie, "You just can't keep wasting your seed."

That was a relief, but I was still confused. "So how do I not waste it?" I asked.

"Well, you certainly can't just throw it away," Maddie said, "It must be ingested into the body."

"But you said you had to remain a virgin," I said.

"It doesn't have to be ingested by me," she clarified, "You can."

"But how?" I asked.

"Simple, you just swallow it," she said. I couldn't believe what she was saying -- she wanted me to eat my cum -- that was somehow honoring God?

"That doesn't make any sense," I said, "How is that honoring God?"

Maddie reached for a bible and turned to Genesis 38:9. "I'm not going to bore you with every word, so I'll hit the high points: Onan ... spilled his seed on the ground ... he did displeased the LORD: wherefore he slew him."

"So you think I'll be struck dead if I throw it away?" I asked. "That's what happened to Onan," she said, "If you want to have sex with me, you can't waste it." She had her hand on my leg and now moved it to touch my cock through my pants. She squeezed and I soon became erect. In my arousal I was willing to agree to nearly anything -- I just needed to cum!

"If you agree, we can make it happen right now," Maddie said. I quickly agreed, not thinking very far ahead.

Maddie helped me remove my pants, so there I was naked from the waist down around a very religious girl. But she managed to get me fully hard and I badly needed to cum. "Before we have sex, let us pray," she said.

I knelt next to her as she prayed, "Heavenly father, bless us as we share each other in honor of you, Amen." Ths was really wierd to me, but as she prayed Maddie was holding my hard cock.

Maddie massaged my balls and stroked my cock like she knew what she was doing. It seemed that she was going to show me the time of my life. And she did. She squirted a little lube on her hand and rubbed her wet hand on my cockhead, making me nearly pass out with pleasure.

"I'm getting close," I said, and Maddie picked up a small bowl and aimed my cock at it. Soon I deposited my load in the bowl, and I enjoyed the orgasm of my life.

"Now you have to finish," Maddie said. I thought I was already finished, and then in horror I realized what she meant! She handed me the bowl and I felt nauseated at the prospect of swallowing it.

"Couldn't you do it?" I begged, but she insisted that I swallow it all. She brought the bowl to my lips and tipped it, spilling my load into my mouth. I swallowed in disgust, but then she said I needed to lick the bowl to get it all, which I did.

"Oh Martin!" Maddie said, "Thank you for being so understanding. Perhaps the next time you can bring me to climax."

"I could do it now if you like," I said, having recovered from the my embarrassing act.

"Let's do it tomorrow," Maddie said, "I think you'll get aroused doing it, which will help you do it better. Afterward I'll take care of you again."

"What about oral sex?" I asked. Maddie explained that she would go down on me if we were married, and would certainly swallow, but until marriage that would not be "appropriate". I had no idea just what she meant by "appropriate", but so much of today made no sense to me.

"You can go down on me any time," she said, "Since I don't produce seed."

Maddie had a really convoluted line of reasoning, but then I never thought religion made much sense.

From that day forward I swallowed my load. When I jacked-off I would shoot into my hand and lick it up from there, so I didn't need a bowl. When I came with Maddie we always used a bowl.

I enjoyed going own on Maddie, and she loved it as well. For a religious girl she was really kinky -- as I licked her pussy I moved down a bit an playfully licked her anus, expecting a rebuke. Instead she asked if I could do more of that and soon I was rimming her. After that I often rimmed her while fingering her off. I was pleased that she wasn't prudish about anal, like so many girls seemed to be!

Since Maddie liked anal, I suggested that we have anal intercourse, since that wouldn't take her virginity. She said that she could not be the recipient of my seed until we were married. There was no reasoning with her, but the next day she said she thought a long time about my request, and we could have anal intercourse as long as I used a condom, and then swallowed my seed from the condom. By now I'd grown accustomed to eating my seed, so we began to have anal intercourse and she could never get enough.

Strange as all this was, I had to agree that religious sex was kind of nice -- at least with Maddie.

One day Maddie gave me the bad news that she was moving to another state. She wanted us to have sex before she left, so we prayed and had sex for the last time.

I really missed her after she moved, but still had to cum, and continued to honor my promise to her to eat my seed.

One day Matt, my best friend, invited me to jack-off with him. He had an extensive collection of girlie magazines, so we had lots of inspiration. We stroked together and soon Matt came, then I did. When I did, I came into my hand and licke it up. Matt saw me and asked, "Why did you do that?"

I explained and Matt was astounded. "You really think you could be stuck down by throwing away your cum?"

"I don't know," I said, "It happened to Onan in the Bible -- maybe something else bad could happen."

"You mean like going blind or growing hair on your palms?" Matt asked while chuckling.

"This is serious stuff," I insisted, not realizing at the time that I must have sounded like some kind of a religious nut.

Over the next few days we continued to jack-off together an Matt seemed to take interest in my cum eating.

"So you don't mind the taste?" he asked.

"I did at first but now I'm accustomed to it, and actually sort of like it," I confessed.

"Would you like my cum?" he asked.

"Not particularly," I said, "Why don't you just swallow your own, like I do?"

"You didn't want to at first, but your girlfriend convinced you," Matt said, "You might help me out by taking mine, so nothing bad happens to me."

"I don't think so," I said, and we had no more discussion that day.

The next day we began to stroke, but Matt had some difficulty. I came and swallowed my seed, but Matt was unable to cum. He tried repeatedly but failed.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I can't cum, thinking about being struck down for wasting my seed, and the though of swallowing it grosses me out. I feel like I may never cum this way."

That seemed terrible, and I knew I could help -- I was just being too selfish. "I'll help you, Matt," I said, "You can cum in my mouth."

"Really?" Matt said, "That would be super!"

He began to stroke and soon he was hard. Soon he was ready to cum and stood up, approaching me, aiming his cock at me. I opened my mouth and Matt shot his load into my mouth, with the last squirt landing on my cheek.

I felt it and with a finger I brushed it into my mouth. The taste was similar to mine, but being hot it seemed to taste better than my own. I was glad to help Matt out.

I found that I liked helping Matt out, but he suggested an improvment.

"In order to avoid missing your mouth, how about if I put my cock in your mouth when I cum?" he proposed, "No mess that way."

That seemed like a sensible change, and we began our stroking. I found myself thinking about Matt putting his cock in my mouth and it hightened my arousal, so I came quickly. I swallowed my cum just as Matt was getting close and approaching me.

I opened my mouth and he put his cock in. I closed my mouth and found that I enjoyed the feeling of his cock pulsing as he squirted. Somehow the intimacy of this seemed really special.

I didn't dare tell that to Matt -- it sounded too mushy -- I'd just continue to receive his cock when he came.

We continued in this manner for about a week, and then I suggested to Matt, "Would you like to try this hands-free?"

"How would we do that?" he asked.

"Just start out with your cock in my mouth and keep it there until you cum," I said.

Matt liked the sound of it and soon his cock was in my mouth. I felt him enlarge in my mouth and began to move my tongue around the head. Matt moaned with pleasure, and I was thrilled to have that effect on him. Soon he came and I felt a wonderful sense of accomplishment.

Matt thanked me, and I knew our friendship was now on an entirely new level. That night as I lay in be I realized what I had been denying. I gave Matt a blowjob and I liked it!

  To be continued . . .

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