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The Cult of the Goon
CHAPTER ONE"We will overcome all opposition! We will scourge the land of all non-believers! God is speaking through me, God is now with you through my voice! He tells me that the day of judgment is at hand! Non-believers beware! All believers unite!" Thus the Reverend Sunka-Goon exhorted an auditorium of followers, each on his or her seat, tense with the joy of knowing they were receiving the Divine Word.Among the audience was one Nancy Drew, twenty years old who had been a drifter for several years till she heard the Reverend Goon speak at a rally. At the touch of his honeyed voice of feeling of omnipotent surrender cascaded over the brunette beauty from New Orleans, giving her an unknown guidance at the depth of her soul.She had joined the 'Glory Revival' and became what in the vernacular was referred to as a 'Goonie.' Following her initiation into the group she had been shipped to Goonville, a spread in the country where the Goonies were prosteslized day and night with Goon's strange blend of occult mysticism and holly revival ecstasis.Now, Nancy was listening to the final speech from her master, the speech that would launch her into the world as a full-fledged Goonie-to recruit and exhort for the cause."God wills it that a follower of His Word must use every means to draw the non-believers into the fold." The Reverend Goon stressed the word 'every,' spending a murmur through the auditorium."Yes, I said every means. You reach the sinner through sin, sticking your arm into the center of the glut-muck sin and pulling away, pulling back to the Lord, bringing with you all the sinners who can be reached." Reverend Goon finished the speech amid uproarious applause. When he had disappeared behind the stage curtain, the Goonies were split up into smaller groups and given their instructions of how to convert the pagan heathen.Nancy was among a group of twenty, listening to the group leader, a well dressed young man who articulated his words with sharp gestures."This is the last time ... this is the final chance God is giving human beings to recant and enter the Kingdom of Heaven. So our job is cut out for us. After this is the deluge...." The man talked on to the wide-eyed followers who were all itching to get out there and show their stuff.Someone raised his hand and was called on. "Does ... does it mean that if a sinner wishes to have sex with us we must have sex with them?"The leader smiled and remained silent for a moment. Then he said, "I leave that to your discretion. You know how the Reverend Goon abhors vile sex but things have become desperate. I will not advise you to have sex with a pagan-that would be against all our beliefs. However," and again the man smiled inscrutable, "sometimes situations arise in which we must put away certain beliefs in order to convert the substantially stubborn."Later that afternoon, Nancy found herself on the streets in the evil city, confused at first, what with all the traffic and people. She had learned her presentation by heart like a rug salesman but all her attempts at stopping people went to no avail. Every time she tried, the person she confronted would give her an icy stare and walk down the street. Or else they'd tell her to get lost. One had even snarled, "Fuck you girlie!" Making her angry and humiliated at the same time. They were sure nasty, full of sin, she thought.Disconsolate, Nancy was about to call it a day, till she spotted a young man alone, sitting on a bench, his head bent down a bit as if he were depressed. Nancy had been told to look out for these kinds; they were all ready to be brought into the fold with a gentle hand.She braced herself with a picture of Reverend Goon in her mind's eye. Then she walked over to the man, looking down at him, then sitting next to him."Hello," she said.The man turned and looked at her, an expression of loathing etched on his face."What do you want?" He snarled."You seemed down and I just wanted to see if there was anything I could do to help."He looked at her meanly, then seemed to smile. "Are you one of those Goonies? A member of some cult?"Nancy was taken back by his perception but she screwed herself up. "Just a person who sees another in need."After this the man seemed to open up a little more, admitting that he had just broken up with his girl friend and was feeling very depressed.Within the next half an hour, Nancy and the man, named George, were in a coffee shop, talking easily back and forth.He was a sinner, no question about that, she thought, as he related a tale of how he used to chase his girl friend around his apartment when they were stoned, naked, till he caught her and threw her to the mattress, making mad passionate love to her.Nancy wore a smile all the while he talked but inside she kept figuring ways to reach the man. When he finished she decided to feel him out, in a manner of speaking."What's your feelings about God?""God? God damn you for asking!" Then he laughed and Nancy realized that he was going to be a difficult one.When George invited her to his place for dinner she refused at first. But then, she thought, she had gone this far with him, the last thing she wanted was to lose him.Yes, she would go to his place, but no funny business, she warned.The man threw up his hands in self-defense. "What me?" Then he laughed again.Even before they got to his apartment she knew she was going to fuck him. What the hell? This was emergency time on the planet Earth. A fuck for God, could there be anything more sacrificial? Besides, she was no virgin ... but that was her past, something she wanted to forget.They got to George's place and before she knew what was happening, the man had his hand around one of her trembling tits. This was it, she figured. She forgot all about the feelings of lust pouring through her flesh and concentrated on her image of Reverend Goon and all he stood for.Slowly but surely George stripped her naked, revealing pink white flesh beneath her clothing. She was sculpted like a goddess. Soon the man would be fucking her. What the hell, if this was what it took to bring the wayward into the flock of Reverend Goon, so be it.George was naked in an instant, revealing a solid staff quivering in the air. He picked up Nancy and dropped her on his bed, then fit his head between her thighs, looking up at her before he went down. "I can smell the good sauce from here!"As though the devil himself had seized her, Nancy writhed on the mattress, her voice yelling, whispering, the muttering, squealing with ecstasy as he tongued her and buried his mouth in her gushy, slippery fuckhole.A roaring fire, out of control, was ravishing her body. Her heavy breasts throbbed and ached, his tongue gliding in and then pulling out smoothly, causing her to buck back at him, thrusting her pussy mound hard up at him, frantically pulling his head closer and harder to her churning steaming cunthole.Nancy would give George just enough time to catch his breath, then push his mouth deep in her open slimy slit, wishing he were able to get his whole head in that hot fuckhole of hers. Her moans and squeals changed them to grunts of pure animalistic satisfaction when he'd squeeze her cunny lips while his tongue ferreted up in, and down and out, then raced over her inner soft thighs. Nancy's legs were then raised, then one knee bent to clamp tightly around his ears squeezing, while she grunted, and heaved, and cried out when he'd change the pace of his violent sucking to merely lap at her clit.As for George, he was crazed with lust. A kind of lust he hadn't known existed. He loved the taste of the pussy he was eating. So virginal, so pure. He loved the slippery feel of her fat cunt lips on the tip of his tongue; he loved the delicate fragrance of her cunny as he buried his face time and again, rubbing her hot creamy gism all over his face; using his nose to rub hard against her hard love button, and then stroking his tongue all the way in, straining it into her gaping hole, loving her screams, leering to make her grunt, and then moan."Oh, George ... OOOHHHH MMMMMM George ... Put it in deep ... yesssss ... OOOOOO! Bite my hot little clit! I love this, love your tongue in my hot love hole, my hot fuckhole! Oh my darling boy, keep sucking my steaming cunt, my pole hole ... Put your tongue in deep ... deeeeepppppp ... OOOO ... bit me hard! Oh George ... bit me ... YES THERE! ... BIT MY BUTTON!"George couldn't believe that this was happening to him. He knew he couldn't get enough of her hot snatch, but he knew he had no worry about that. She loved what he was doing to her fevered puss-wiggling like a worm on a hook-and George loved making her happy. If she were a religious nut, as he suspected, she was one horny religious nut. He knew she would always desire his servicing, need his big prick up her juicy cunt hole. His heart was pumping wildly, and his cock was steaming hot, bursting with pent-up desire, ready to fill her.He kept on sucking and slurping inside her gash and her juices increased voluminously. George wondered whether he could drown eating her cunt, his nose all blocked up with the thick cream, his mouth full of it. It was all over his eyes and it formed a nice thick coating on his chin. Oh, he thought, this is absolutely groovy! Unbelievably wild!Then something weird started to happen to Nancy Drew; what was to be her first crushing orgasm in a long time-what she had thought was never going to happen to her since she joined the Goonies-began to ferment deep in her being, to the very pit of her being.The first signal that something unusual was happening was a persistent, slightly annoying charley-horse sensation in her calves and ankles. And as the sensation gripped her, Nancy shook her ankles, flexing them, but the curious pain wouldn't leave. Maybe she was being punished.And then, out of nowhere, nowhere, come the first signs of her scum seeping, finally being released from her knotted, twisted body.Nancy screamed and her body leaped up as if it had been shocked with an electrode. She then thrust so forcefully that her weight almost knocked George backward. She reached for his head and pulled him tight in between her thighs, burying his face in her gaping red cuntgash. Her body began to quiver and tremble and the seething sensations became more and more intense.And then it was all over.Nancy's orgasm had lasted a full three minutes rich creamy cum running out of her cunt. That had been her best orgasm in all her fuck-stared life.Her eyes opened slowly, and George could see her pupils were dilated. A soft baby smile came to her lips then, and she licked them with her pink tongue. Then she raised one hand and brushed her hair that was splayed over her face during the gigantic orgasm."Oh George, George!" She sighed, not moving, her arms then at her sides, her thighs still spread wide, her pussy oozing thick cum. The mattress was sleek with wetness."Are you okay?" George asked, surprised that she had survived the shuddering climax."Yes, I'm all right; at least I think I am. I don't know what had happened to me, really I can't understand ... but I'm all right."George managed a little smile then, and Nancy saw that he was really concerned. "Come here George, I want to kiss you for loving me." Nancy wasn't sure she was doing the right thing. However, despite the fact that much of her passion had been an act to please the man, she couldn't deny the vibrant feelings of lust coursing through her.George's heart bucked at this tenderness as he snuggled up close to her. Nancy folded her arms around him and kissed his perspiring brow. She kissed his closed eyes as he put his arms around her and held her tightly. Nancy was still breathing kind of hard, and he could feel her heart pumping, beating hard against his chest. He could feel the rich fullness of her damp breasts against his own perspiring skin.She kissed his ears, and then, holding his face in her hands, kissed his mouth lovingly. Nancy could smell her own cunt perfume on his burning face. She licked his lips and tasted her own juice, then she licked all over his face, even inserted the tip of her tongue up his nostrils. Forcing his lips apart with her probing tongue, Nancy then licked his teeth, again tasting her own cunt cream. She stuck her tongue deep inside his mouth and his tongue touched it. Nancy sucked the offered flesh while her hands caressed his shoulders and face."The Lord loves you George, the same way that I'm loving you now. Give in to him and you'll realize the bliss of utter surrender. Giving your soul to God is an orgasm."George was quiet for a moment. He had figured she would run a line on him. He wasn't sure what to say. He sure wanted to fuck her."Yeah, yeah, God sounds all right. Christ, if He gets you to respond sexually the way you do, it must be really good."Nancy was excited by the prospect. George was obviously ready. All he needed was a little more prompting."Oh George, you taste so good, so wonderful. I love your pecker; it's so cute!" Nancy squealed joyfully, her pussy swelling up, her hot juices flowing again, and her clit itching, gripped so tightly by the squeezing motion of her sleek thighs.She then bent down and licked the tip of his prick with gentle strokes of her tongue, then she clutched the base of it and squeezed, slowly drawing her fingers up the full length of his throbbing staff, and then allowing them to tickle down his balls. She then took the heavy sacks in her palms, weighting them, as her naughty tongue flicked all around his erect tool."I love doing this for you, George! Are you enjoying it, really enjoying it?" she asked, caressing the smooth head lovingly."Oh, don't ask ... don't ask!" he sighed, his toes wiggling, his heart already pumping faster, his prick simpering as she sucked on it and released it, licking it up and down, wetting its pulsating length with her saliva. And then her hand, her lovely wonderful soft hand raced up and down the slick staff, her fingers twisting it, bending it, rubbing it back against her smooth rounded belly. Then her mouth covered it and her lips, tight around the base, sliding up slowly, her tongue swirling and flipping from side to side. George moaned and brought his hands to fold in back of his head, then thrown back. He then began to hump his prick in her sucking mouth, his eyes burning as she sucked and played with his whang so perfectly.Nancy took her warm, comforting mouth away then, and cuddling his balls, she looked up at his face and closed eyes, admiring his wonderful, boyish features; his sensual mouth, his moist lips, his finely sculptured nose. His lips were parted and he licked them as Nancy continued to tease and tickle his heavy balls, time and again bending her lovely head to suck and slurp on his rigid shaft."George, oh George ... would you ... would you fuck me? Fuck me George ... Please, FUCK MY TWAT!" She was cooing, as she felt surge after delicious surge of erotic joy snapped through her sexually enraged body once again. The obscenities came naturally to her lewd mouth as if she were born to use them whenever she wanted to fuck and be fucked. It was something she learned on the road. And she loved to hear them even when they came from her own mouth. But she loved it better when they were encouraging and uttered from the lips of the man fucking her."Oh, ooohhhh GOOOOD!" George screamed and began to tremble then. "Oh God ... Nancy ... Nan....!" He wailed, as she renewed her violent sucking on his shaft. "Yes ... fuck ... yes ... I'll fuck ... I'll fuck your cunt, you lovable God freak ... I'll fuck your cunt-hole ... uuuuuuuu, don't ever stop!" His voice was a throaty whisper, almost not there at times. He kept clearing his throat, twisting his head vigorously as her mouth made hot love to his burning cock. "I'll fuck you better, Nancy, better than the first time. I'll fuck that nice cunt-hole ten times better than when I sucked it.""Yes, I know it'll be better. You will teach me to fuck beautifully, for God, right George, for God.""Yeah, yeah, for the Big Boy.""But now you have to stuff my burning puss, and I don't mind crawling to you, George, my loving fucker! My pussy is hot, so hungry for your darling pecker; my cunt wants your loving prick in it so desperately. George, I'm soaking wet for you, my poke-hole is dripping for you. It is leaking like when it was before you sucked and ate it so gloriously. Remember your stiff long tongue digging inside my hole? Remember how wet my snatch was, how it wanted your tongue ... how it craved your fucking tongue and lips, and your nose, your clit-fucking nose? Remember how horny I was and how hungry my hot little pussy was? And how you put your fingers up inside it, and how I wanted you to bite my love button, and how you did? And do you remember my squealing and screaming, and how fuckyfucky I was for your fucking cock? That's how I am now, George, burning up and I desperately want your cock to fuck me, fuck my hot cunt! Plunge your hard thick cock up my hole, up, up, all the gloriously fucking way up my belly! Fuck, FUCK FUCK! George, I love that evil word, the vulgar word that I adore so very much. Will you fuck my cunny hole again, this time with your prick and not your tongue? Yes George, MY CUNT! There's your word-CUNT, FUCK MY CUNT, COCK FUCK CUNT! Oh George, George darling, fuck me, please fuck my quim! I'm going insane! I want to feel it hot and deep inside my pussy hole again, deep in my fucking poke hole. You don't have to worry about babies either, George, I have one of those things in my pussy so I wouldn't have a baby. So you don't have to worry your head when you pile-drive that prick up my cunt groove, when you plunge it in me to my very sex pit, and I hold you, and you hold me, and we kiss with our hot tongue, while your fuck your big prick in my waiting, willing poke depths. Oh George, I can't take much more of this torture. Please, George, let's fucky-fucky now; I'm so fucking horny so ravenously hot! I want you to fuck me with this wonderful cock ... your cocky, George, your pricky! And my cunny, George, my fucking cunny hole! Fuck my cunt with your big fat prick!""I want to fuck you so bad, too, Nancy! I want my prick to screw your hot fucking twat," George cried out, writhing violently on the mattress as her mouth once again covered his flaming prick."Yes ... yes ... Oh, Nancy, I want to fuck you ... I want you to fuck me ... fuck my swollen cock ... Yes, God, yes, I want to fuck my cock right up your fuckhole, your hungry fuckhole!" George kept on with his monologue, his body shivering with passion and ecstasy, when Nancy stood up, ready for action. Her eyes bulged at his throbbing, enraged flesh, her fingers pushing down thighs sensuously. Her lovely brown triangle of cunny hair was right in front of his eyes then, her beautiful pussy, the cunt he'd eaten and drank cum from."Let's fuck now George, right now! Oh, how I want to fuck! I want to fuck your pecker, want your prick to fuck my hot pussy!" Nancy was almost screaming then, laying heavily down on the bed, propping her rounded ass with a pillow, giving him a better fuck on her fuckhole, opening her thighs wide and drawing him to her. His mouth opened in total wonderment, his eyes half-lidded as he landed on top of her warm, perspiring body, feeling his hard chest press against her full, ripe breasts, feeling her hardened nipples indenting his flesh."Yes ... yes, George, that's it ... take your time ... that's how, push it slowly, ever slowly ... Yesssss ... in ... in ... God, God; ohhhhh ... so wonderful ... so beautiful ... cock sliding up my cunny ... MMMmmmm ... gently, gently, my loving cunt fucker! We'll make this fuck last forever and ever. ... The head ... I can feel the head in my poke now ... it's slipping into my hole, my fuck hole ... deeper ... deeper ... I can feel ... feel how beautiful it's going in, going into my hot snatch. George, Oh God, it's slipping in! Can you feel it, can you feel your cockhead fucking into my cunt, my wet ready cunthole ... into my pussy ... my fucky-slushy tunnel? Oh George, my cunt's on fire! It cried from the feel of your prick head plumbing it. It's so hot, so wet, it's boiling, sizzling. It's so famished for your big cock!" Nancy was moaning as she gently squeezed his nuts, allowing his stiff tool to penetrate her depths slowly, wallowing in the ecstasy of it as she felt another inch of its magnificence slip into her cooze, her hands then on his hard athletic backside, pressing him to her, her pussy opening wide and her breath coming faster and faster as the prick slowly filled her divided expanding cunt."George, oh, my darling George; you're fucking me! Only this fuck will be long. Ooooohhh, this is heaven ... glorious heaven ... You're fucking me you're fucking me with your glorious fuck-shaft. Mmmmm, yes, George, you're fucking my twat ... your pricky is fucking my cunny! We'll fuck forever ... forever, darling, and we'll drool in the ecstasy of it until we die!" Nancy was moaning, her fingernails digging into the resilient flesh of his backside."George, too was feeling the pleasure of the delicious fuck. His eyes were clamped shut, his teeth gritting as he fucked into her recipient pussy, pumping in and out-one side-center-other side-ravishing her hot snatch hole."Oh, kiss me, George!" she bellowed, "give me your tongue ... give it to me ... GIVE IT TO ME!!!" she shrieked again, bawling on the top of her voice as thrill after delicious thrill surged through her body, George continuing to fuck her ever-hot quim."Fuck me, you bitch!" George, then in the throes of his orgasm, bellowed back at her. "Fuck me God woman; pull my cock; take it all in your fuck-hot cunt; swallow it in your quim; work your ass ... hump it ... fuck it ... hump it ... jerk it onto my rod ... not around, cunt ... up and down, up and down ... yessss ... yessss ... like that....Hit me, cunny hole ... fuck me ... bang your quim ... fuck my prick!""Okay, okay darling, I'll fuck ... I'll fuck your cock. I'll fuck you and bang your cock ... just, just hang on a little ... I want to come too ... I want to come with you, coming ... it's wonderful ... glorious ... we're fucking each other and coming together ... I'm going to cum all over your prick!"And as yet another scream pierced his ears, George shivered, flexed his body muscles, shuddered and yelled, "Aaayyyeeee," so loud and so piercingly that Nancy roughly pulled his mouth onto hers, jabbing her tongue into his open buccal cavern, chewing his lips, mashing his head, pulling on his ears, chewing on his tongue, moaning and wailing, and then she too screamed as the spasms of imminent spuming rocketed through her...."Ooohhhh Fuuuucccckkkkk, George ... FUCK!"Nancy's second orgasm in that day sweep through her fiery body like a tornado, her cunny erupted violently, her breasts heaving, and her entire body shuddering again and again as the tidal wave of the electrifying orgasm began to subside slowly. She was inhaling deeply, her breasts rising and falling, her body shuddering again and again as the tidal wave of the electrifying orgasm began to subside slowly. She was inhaling deeply, her tits heaving, her body sweating profusely. George's prick was still buried deep in her, but as it started shrinking and shriveling, he pulled out of her cunt and fell beside her."Oh, my God, George!" Nancy then exclaimed, exhaling a long breath of air, sighing and shaking her head in sheer disbelief.George opened his eyes then and Nancy kissed him deeply. "George, darling, wasn't it beautiful? Weren't we just marvelous? God did it ... God made us fuck like that ... don't you think so?"George mumbled some noncommittal answer. "Maybe in a little while we can do it again; you could fuck my pecker and I could fuck your pussy ... how would God like that?"CHAPTER TWOThe two of them lay quietly in bed, soaking in the pleasure of their sexual encounter.Nancy was not sure whether she could reveal the fact she was a Goonie, not yet, anyway. Everything was going along smoothly and she didn't want to ruin it. But that wouldn't prevent her from talking about her inspiration."Did you like the way I fucked?" she asked, oblivious to the obscenity that jut from her mouth. If the game was to be won it had to be done on their terms."That's a crazy question. You're pussy lit the lights, that's for sure.""The secret is faith George. Faith in the All Mighty."But as soon as she started in with the religious talk, George rolled down and spread her thighs apart.