Taylor and Lyra were good Christian girls, and when their church told them that engaging in lesbianism was sinful, they took it to heart, even though they lusted after each other so deeply it was hard to sleep at night. They did only the things they were allowed – holding hands, hugging, confessing their sexual fantasies to each other, moving their lips close enough to *almost* kiss but never quite kissing. Their cunts were constantly sopping wet, their brains so overrun with erotic thoughts they could barely concentrate, but through it all they stayed chaste. After all, they were good Christian girls.
They discovered the loophole while attending a church all-girls learning group. The topic of that day’s session was marriage, and in passing the group leader mentioned that, “A man’s seed is sacred.”
“What does that mean?” asked Lyra.
“It means a man’s seed – his semen – is life giving,” the group leader said. “That is why it is a sin for a man to spend it in masturbation. His seed is intended to go inside a woman, and it is the woman’s duty to take it inside her.”
“Like, does it have to all go in our pussy?” asked a girl up the back. “Or are blowjobs okay?”
The group leader scowled and said, “Wherever possible it should be deposited in your whore’s hole, to fertilise your womb with life. But if a man cannot control his urges and uses your mouth, it would show respect to swallow.”
Taylor was beginning to have an idea. “And what if he, like, gets some on your lips?”
The group leader was blushing bright red. “Well, you could… lick it up, I suppose. Really, girls, you have the most wanton questions.”
“I’m sorry, group leader,” said Taylor, eyes downcast.
“Or what if he gets some on the floor?” asked Lyra.
“Lyra!” scowled the group leader. “It belongs in your breeding tunnel, but if you can’t get your man to behave, then yes, lick it up. Maybe when he sees he’s made you behave like an animal, he’ll feel shame. And that’s enough questions on this topic!”
But it was enough for Taylor and Lyra. That evening they invited Lyra’s brother Colm to join them in the bedroom, the girls stripped naked to excite him into erection, and Lyra wrinkled up her nose and sucked on his cock. (They’d discussed who should do it, but were worried if Taylor did it, it would count as losing her virginity and she would have to marry Colm, whereas the church was quite clear that brothers should not marry sisters no matter what had occurred.)
When Colm was ready to cum, Lyra pulled back, and Colm happily ejaculated his cum all over the pretty smiling faces of both girls.
The girls turned to each other, eyes sparkling with delight, and then slowly they leaned forward, and extended their tongues, and as they carefully licked the sperm from each other’s lips, they experienced their first non-sinful lesbian kiss.
“Next time,” gasped Lyra, after they finally pulled back from their passionate exchange of saliva, “Colm’s going to need to cum in my pussy. But what are we going to do when I want to lick yours?”
“They won’t make me marry my daddy,” said Taylor. “And I know he’s always wanted to see you naked…”
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