Bonus Story - CUM-munion Wine (Patreon)

It was a hot summer’s morning, the kind of dry heat that was so blistering that even the latest of midnight hours couldn’t clear the scalding temperatures from the air. As such the beloved Church of the Girlcock had their air conditioning going full overdrive, but even that wasn’t enough to keep the temperatures down. The heat was palpable, almost enough to where you could taste the heat itself. Sherri had decided to wear something comfortable as well as cute, a basic pink summer’s dress adorned her body making the air more breathable inside the stuffy church hall.

It was a basic affair, nothing too extravagant for such a Sunday. The sermon was almost too basic that Sherri could feel herself almost dozing off as she tried to concentrate on the message. Honoring thy Mommy Cock, she’d heard it all before, there was only one reason she was there today instead of sleeping in, and that reason was the guest priestess, Mother Phoebe, who had shown up to do communion. Sherri’s ears perked as they began the holy chanting, and the doggirl pretended to not be overeager when she stood up and made her way to the front of the line.

The woman gave a gentle smile as Sherri came to the podium, “Welcome my child,” Her voice was gentle almost melodic like a bird chirping, “I do hope you’ll forgive me if I go slow. It’s my first time here.” Sherri nodded gently, her eyes focused upon Phoebe, but her mouth was practically drooling from the heady musky scent that was tucked into the woman’s dress, nestled between her thighs, gathering up that thick aroma of pheromones and sweat. “Please, daughter, be as you should for your Mommy, upon your knees, rightfully bowing before Mommy’s Cock.”   

At the hymnic words Sherri knelt upon the cushioned podium, her arms resting upon the upper ledge as her hands pressed together in prayer. “Our Mommy, who art in front of us, thicc be her cock,” Sherri’s voice recited the holy prayer, then there was a loud wet SHLORP the meaty fem-cock flopped free musky and hard, throbbing with a small bubble of pre-cum looming from the tip. The potent scent flooded Sherri’s nostrils and her mouth gaped open for a brief moment as she took in a deep greedy breath of air. “Thy penis cum.. thy will be done..”

Sherri felt the touch of sensual fingertips touch against the back of her head, the talontipped fingers clutching into her hair and bringing her face closer to the birbmommy’s shaft. Her pungent musky shaft smearing against Sherri’s lips as Phoebe spoke gently down at her pious daughter, “In mouth as it is in pussy..” Her beak clicked shut and Sherri’s mouth was suddenly flush with cock, the meaty length tasted sweet and sour, almost a little bitter, but above all there was a distinct umami flavor, one that washed against Sherri’s tongue as it probed against her throat.

The birb mommy began to hum, her voice chirping as her fingers curled into Sherri’s tresses, dragging her lips down the length of her equine shaped cock until it tickled the back of her throat. Her cock was purposefully damp with sweat, it coagulated with Sherri’s drool, mixing into a slimy coating that made Phoebe’s cock able to slap wetly down the gullet of Sherri’s throat as the momma birb hilted against her lips. Sherri’s nostrils pressed firmly against her feather-furred crotchmound as Phoebe moaned hotly down at her, “My daughter, blessed mouth.. blessed tongue..” She crooned so sweetly, all the while her holy chanting was heard before the crowd that watched with calm bated breath.

Sherri’s tongue was soaked, her mouth filled with liquids that sloppily soaked on the shaft, making gurgling sounds as the prick pushed against her throat. The normally extra tight throat that wouldn’t usually be able to accompany such a fat cock was loosened, the drink of nectar pre-cum that slopped around her mouth, the copious spunk that spilled from her lips and matted against the birb mommy’s balls as they clapped against her chin, it all combined making a sweet serum causing Sherri to feel intoxicated pleasure with each thrust of Phoebe’s hips!

Each resounding thump of crotch mound against Sherri’s lips brought he doggirl squirming with pleasure, her pussy sputtering juices, it was as if the flavor of cock was not only felt by her lips, but by her cunt as well. Sherri’s body was an orchestra of sensations with each powerful thrust, “Know thy blessing,” Phoebe chanted, her hands moving even faster, thrusting into Sherri’s mound and cramming her nose against her crotchmound so powerfully that Sherri’s little footpaws lifted off the pillow cushion underneath. The doggirl moaned, her fingers clutching into her dress so tightly, leaning forwards, she was clearly not wearing any panties that day and her slick pussy was giving brief displays to those behind her as her face was used as Phoebe’s holy fuckhole. 

Phoebe's cock expunged her load, not like a sharp jolt, but rather like a slowly uncorked jug, the thick essence that was as viscous as yogurt glugged wetly from her cocktip. The zesty cum broth billowed out from her cock spilling upon Sherri’s face and into her cupped palms. It was almost sluggishly thick as Phoebe let out a chirping moan, “Hhhhahhh.. Drink.. forth from.. From.. Mommy’s Blessing,” Phoebe recited the holy hymn as she continued to cum, “And be one with the Mommy Cock, know this and be blessed with orgasm..”

With the thick puddle of blessed cum, Sherri leaned her head forwards lips pursing together and giving an audible slurp. The thick puddle quickly depleting as it passed behind Sherri’s lips, staining them white with spunk. Sherri’s eyes lit up as she drank, her body trembling as her toes curled in tightly, her pussy spasming as the syrupy drink of cum triggered all manners of pleasure throughout her body, her wet snatch already dripping gave a small squirt as her eyes rolled in the back of her head. The weekly blessing of communion orgasm, Sherri lavished in the flavor, greedily drinking down and not even caring that she was loudly slurping the birb mommy cream down her throat for all to hear!

It took a few moments before Sherri returned to the world, the gentle consoling touch of Phoebe’s fingers upon her cheek brought her back to her senses. Sherri’s blushing cheeks and her soft gaze looked upwards as Phoebe teased her lips with a smile, “It’s time to go back to your seat hun and let the next person take their communion.” Sherri nodded almost sadly as she began to stand up, her twat sauce dripping down her thighs as she wobbled to her feet.

“Th..thank you..” Sherri murmured and lowered her head as Phoebe gave a small chuckle.

“Good girl,” She said as Sherri began to turn away, Phoebe’s fingers guided her by the chin towards her gaze once more.  “Come back later after mass, I would love you to join my Sunday School sessions.”