Holy Trinity

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In Pics: Tiffany | Contributed by: Maximum Duno
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No offense is intended towards any faith, religion or beliefs through this story. The concept of the “Holy Trinity” is based on the requester’s fantasy, and is a fictitious story, intended solely for erotic pleasure.

Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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The timing couldn’t be more perfect. It was Thanksgiving weekend and Tiffany was thankful for just about everything — not everything that starts off bad, ends up in a bad way after all, she thought.

She had just ended the call with Alexis, her childhood friend, and informed her about her triple pregnancy.

Ali had shrieked with joy at the news and made some lewd comment about the potency of Jim’s sperm.

“If only she knew,” Tiffany thought even as she giggled with her excited best friend. But of course she wouldn’t tell even her best friend the truth about how the triplets she was carrying in her womb were conceived. She had promised Jim that. That would remain a secret between the two of them.

Before they ended the call, Tiffany had made some comment about how she had made the right choice marrying Jim after her ordeal and how he had helped her recover from it.

The comment had brought back nightmarish memories flooding back…

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Flashback — The Ordeal

When you are 18 and have lived a pampered, spoiled life, you are full of confidence. You don’t think anything bad could ever happen to you. And that’s what Tiffany believed till she was abducted just 2 months after her 18th birthday and spent 8 grueling days in captivity before she was rescued.

That day, she had cheerleading practice and had stayed back late at school. When she and Alexis left the school, the sun had already gone down and dusk was rapidly turning into night. One of their professors offered to give the girls a drop home, but two had chosen to walk instead. The weather was nice and they did not live far.

A block later, the best friends hugged and waved each other as their ways parted. Tiffany turned into the lane that was a shortcut to her place and turned back to see her friend go the opposite direction. As she started walking down the lane, the headlights of a van that was parked nearby suddenly came on, blinding her in the darkness.

Three guys jumped out of the van and one of them pressed a rag doused in chloroform over her mouth and nose. The struggle lasted just a few minutes and one of the others grabbed her legs just as she was starting to lose consciousness.

When she regained consciousness, she found herself lying on a mattress on the floor in a room that had just one naked bulb lighting it.

She was tied down and could only move her head around. There was a dampness in the air that made her think she was underground somewhere. Around her were the 11 boys and the coach of the football team her school had defeated last month.

She had been particularly stinging when she had teased them at the loss. When one of them had made a nasty comment, she had confronted him instead of backing away. Even as her friends and the members of her school’s football team had tried to make her step away, she had refused to back down. A heated argument and exchange of words had followed and finally the coach of that team had made the boys walk away. Some of them had threatened her.

She hadn’t paid much heed to the threats, but now her worst fears had come true.

Tiffany screamed for help and the group of guys laughed. The coach kneeled next to her, a sneer on his face. “scream as loud as you can. That will just turn the boys on even more. You are where nobody can hear you, sweetheart.”

As he spoke, his caressed her cheeks before running a thumb over her lips. He had traced his hand down her neck and inside her top. By the time he had finished speaking, his hand had slipped inside her bra and pinched her nipple.

As Tiffany cried, he turned around to the boys laughing, “Boys, what do you think? Should we help her out of her clothes?” The boys roared in support of the suggestion.

Pulling a pocket knife out of his back pocket and released the blade and proceeded to tear her top off. As more and more of her body got exposed, the looks in the eyes of the boys went from triumph to naked lust. Once her top was off, the coach squeezed both her breasts over her bra before the knife snapped the bra in two.

“What do you think of these boys?” he said playing with her tits with his fingers, “do you think they’ve been sucked before?”

While some boys called her a slut and others said she hadn’t been fucked yet, the coach bent over her and took a nipple in his mouth. He sucked it hard while pinching the other. A minute or two later, he sucked the other tit and pinched the first.

Within minutes, both her nipples had been sucked raw and every inch of her naked breasts and the valley between them was covered with the coach’s saliva.

“At least now we can say for sure that they have been sucked and what lovely tits those are too. Don’t worry boys, you will get to suck them too. My question now is, do you think she’s been fucked before?”

Some said yes, some said no, some said they wanted to fuck her. The coach raised his hand to silence the boys.

“Only one way to find out boys,” he said finally, inching down her body with the blade of the knife. The cold steel went down her belly and came to rest on her navel. He circled it with the knife before moving lower down. Her skirt was torn and ripped off her body next. Her legs had been spread wide and she felt completely exposed and helpless.

He licked and sucked her over her panties before the knife ripped them off her, rendering her completely naked. His fingers ran up and down her opening. Spreading her open, he rubbed her clit with his thumb.

Tiffany continued to cry and scream when he buried his face into her, eating her hungrily. For what felt like an eternity, he ate her.

Her screams turned into moans and her body responded against her will as wetness gushed to her pussy.

She couldn’t help it when her orgasm hit and she came in his mouth. He ate her right through her orgasm before sitting up with a triumphant grin in his face.

“That’s how you eat pussy,” he said, wiping her wetness off his lips with the back of his hand “who wants to her honey?”

For the next hour or more, the boys ate her one by one. While one of them was eating her, two others were sucking on her tits.

She had cum five times before the coach finally asked the boys to stop. “Time to find out of this cheery has been popped or not.”

By now, they had all shed their pants and had their raging erections pointing at her. The coach rubbed his cock against her wet pussy before pushing it in hard.

She screamed as a searing pain shot through her when her hymen ruptured. The boys cheered and laughed as their coach started drilling her, thrusting his hardness in and out of her.

Five minutes later, he grunted and emptied himself deep in her pussy.

Once he was spent and pulled out, it was the turn of the of the team. Nearly an hour later, her pussy had taken 12 loads of cum from each of the team members.

By now, those who had gone first had started to go hard again. This time, instead of taking her individually, they teamed up. One entered her ass while another her pussy. The coach warned them against putting it in her mouth just in case she decided to bite.

Throughout the night, they took her individually and together.

By morning, she had cum oozing out of both holes and many loads of cum deposited in her mouth and all over her body.

The fight had gone out of her. They were relentless. She did not even get to empty her bowels or bladder in privacy. They fucked her while they showered her and then again throughout the day. A couple of the boys had a fetish for piss and made her pee in their mouths. Others peed all over her or in her mouth. She was violated and humiliated beyond her wildest imagination.

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The Aftermath…

The police had found her and arrested the men on the eighth day of her ordeal. While that ordeal had ended, another was about to begin when she missed her period.

“I won’t be able to go through with it mom.” she had said to her mother crying.

Fighting Christian beliefs and her trauma, she was convinced that every time she saw the baby, she would be reminded of her ordeal and that would not be fair to the child. “It is not the baby’s fault but it would not be fair to the baby if the mother can’t love it with all her heart.”

Jim had been by her side throughout her hospital stay after her rescue and had checked on her everyday since. He had a crush on Tiffany for as long as he could remember but, although they had been friends all their lives, he never had the courage to ask her out.

“You know what’s best for you Tiff,” he said, “don’t worry about what the parents or the society think. You need to do what is right for you.”

His unrelenting support since her rescue had won her heart over and when he asked her to marry him a year later, she had no hesitation in saying yes.

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Shattered Dreams…

For sure Jim loved her. His love made her nearly forget her ordeal. The horrors of the past seemed to be behind them and after a year of a happily married life, the couple decided to start a family.

When she failed to conceive after a few months of trying, they both got fertility tests done.

She was sure she had cursed her life by terminating the earlier pregnancy. So it came as a surprise when they learned that the problem was not with her, but with Jim.

The potency of his sperm was so low that they had a one in a million chance of pregnancy. Tiffany was convinced this was retribution for the sin she had committed by getting an abortion.

Jim’s optimism never shook, nor did his love for her. “We just have to do it a million times and one will take,” he said, trying to cheer her up. She started praying and going to the church almost everyday, hoping against hope for a miracle.

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New Beginnings…

“Come on Tiff,” Jim said trying to make her see logic, “maybe a new place and a new beginning is what we need. India is a mystical land and if a miracle is meant to happen, it is most likely to happen there.”

Jim had got an offer from his company to transfer to India to set up offshore operations. He saw it as the perfect opportunity to leave the demons of the past behind and renew hopes in a new place. He also had a germ of an idea brewing in his mind to give his beloved wife the joy of motherhood. And his idea would not be easy to execute here. A new place, away from everyone they knew presented him with the best chance of convincing her to go through with his idea.

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The First Attempt…

It had been close to six months since the couple had moved to Dharamsala, in India. Set in the tranquility of the pre Himalayan foothills, the couple had started life from a new perspective. Exposure to Eastern philosophy had opened Tiffany’s mind to new possibilities and perspectives. She had joined a local church and had found a wise advisor in the Pastor.

A relatively young Indian, Pastor Philip was genuinely pained to hear of their saga and made it his personal mission to help the couple. It was to him that Jim had first voiced his idea.

“I know it goes against our faith Father,” Jim had said, “but I can’t give Tiffany the joy of becoming a mother. But I don’t think the wounds of the past will completely heal till she has a child.

“Are you talking about artificial insemination son?” Philip had asked.

“No father,” Jim had said, “I am thinking of someone else breeding her by having sex with her.”

“That’s an extreme step son,” the pastor had said, “why don’t you consider artificial insemination?”

“When we first got married, we both had hoped for a better future together. She had nearly got past the trauma of the past and we were trying for a baby. Sex was magical till we learned of my impotency. Pardon the details father, but we used to have sex twice or more daily. Now, it’s down to maybe once a week, and that too feels like we are going through the motions. The fire is missing and I can’t make her happy anymore. I see her withering away. She needs good, healthy sex just as much as she needs a child.” Jim concluded.

“I understand,” the pastor said, nodding, “but have you considered the risks? Someone could take advantage of your situation. and you could land in a much worse situation than you are in now.”

“I know Father,” Jim conceded, “and that’s why I haven’t said anything about this to anyone, not even to Tiff. It has to be someone we can trust.”

“Have you found someone now?”

“Yes Father,” Jim said, “I was hoping you would be gracious enough to give us the gift of a child.”

“Me!?!?!” Philip said, shocked.

“Please Father, at least think about it,” Jim pleaded, on his knees, begging. “I know you care, and I know she trusts you. I do too, explicitly. You are our last hope Father.”

It took weeks of convincing, but eventually the pastor agreed. It was only then that Jim voiced the idea to Tiffany. That day, they had the worst fight of their married life. Tiffany was outraged and refused to even look at Jim for days. He refused to give up and managed to convince her after a couple months.

Today was D-day. The plan was for Tiffany to spend the night with the Pastor…and her apprehensions had come to surface again. “This isn’t right Jim,” Tiffany protested for the umpteenth time, “we are sinning.”

“You know this is the only hope we have honey,” Jim said, holding her to him and kissing her forehead. “This is just a means to an end. Nothing changes between us. I will always love you.”

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“Oh Father… oh my God, Father…Yes, Yes, YESSSSS!!!!” Tiffany was screaming as her hips moved up in rhythm with Philips hardness slamming deep inside her.

Her entire body shook like a twig as she went over the edge, cumming all around his shaft. He grabbed her hips as her body shook, keeping his pole buried to the hilt in her depths.

He kept drilling her as the first wave of her orgasm passed, making her rock with a second wave, and then a third, prolonging her seventh orgasm of the night, barely holding on to his inevitable climax.

He knew he wouldn’t be able to last long but wanted to time his climax with hers.

At the peak of her orgasm, her pussy muscles contracted involuntarily, applying extra pressure on his hardness.

Philip grunted in pleasure and erupted, filling Tiffany for the third time that night.

Knowing that both would be tentative and awkward, Jim had accompanied Tiffany to Philips place.

Stripping her naked, Jim had made love to her while Philip watched, getting turned on by the minute. Jim had worn a condom to leave her pussy devoid of his cum for the pastor. By the time Jim came and pulled out, Father Philip had shed his clothes and was rock hard.

Tiffany gasped at his 10″ hardness, nearly double in length compared to Jim’s. As raging as his erection was, Philip hadn’t taken her immediately.

He kissed her mouth hungrily while she reached for, and started stroking his shaft. He had proceeded to lick, kiss and suck every inch of her body, giving her hard nipples extra attention. Finally, his mouth found and enveloped her pussy.

Lifting her legs high, he devoured her. His tongue explored her depths and played with her swollen clit. His lips sucked on her hungrily and it was a matter of minutes before Tiffany was rocked by her first orgasm.

She expected him to enter her, but he continued eating her even after her orgasm passed till till she had her second. Then he entered her with two fingers and both ate and finger-fucked her to her third orgasm.

Jim loved to eat her, but even he would give up after her first orgasm. She had never experienced a man so hungry for her pussy that he would go on eating her for an hour or more, making her cum so many times.

Tiffany had to literally push him off her pussy and get on top. Even then, he turned her around so he could continue eating her while she sucked on his hardness.

She stroked him and sucked on his hardness.

When his cock started throbbing in her hand and mouth, she knew he was close to cumming. But he somehow managed to hold back till she had her fourth orgasm in his mouth and erupted, shooting his seed in her mouth.

He hadn’t even put it in her and she had already had the most incredible sex of her life so far.

“Don’t stop,” he said into her pussy, as she let go of his limp cock. “Get me hard again. I have a job to do here.”

“Job, Father?” Tiffany asked, perplexed.

“Yes child,” he said smiling, “as enjoyable as this was, you are here so I can try and give you a child.”

Tiffany blushed, but resumed stroking and sucking on his member. It took her close to half an hour to get him hard again.

When he positioned his shaft at her opening, rubbing himself against her wet pussy, Tiffany gasped at the size that was about to enter her.

She threw her head back and closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensations coursing through her body as he entered her.

“You are so tight child,” he said, pushing inch after inch of his hardness inside her.

“Ummmm….” she moaned, feeling him penetrate her. It took him nearly a minute to bury himself all the way inside her.

Holding himself in her, he kissed her hard and deep.

She tasted her own cum when their tongues met, and wondered if he could taste himself on her tongue too.

While continuing to kiss her, he started moving in and out of her. Before long, he had settled into a steady rhythm, moving in and out of her.

“Harder Father,” Tiffany moaned.

He started increasing his tempo till he was drilling her like a piston. Again, he did not last too long, exploding inside her within just seven minutes.

But this time, instead of going limp, he continued pounding her even after he was done cumming.

The more he drilled her, the closer he drove her to yet another orgasm. Both of them came together fifteen minutes later.

Both were panting hard and soaked in sweat.

He lay on top of her, kissing her, his limp cock still buried inside her. He kissed and licked her neck and back, caressing her breasts and the rest of her naked body with his hands.

After just about an hour of caressing, kissing and exploring each others’ bodies, he started to stir again.

“Already?” she said amazed at how quickly he was ready for round three after having cum once in her mouth and once in her pussy.

He merely smiled and pulled out of her, guiding her hand to his stirring cock. Taking the hint, she stroked him till he was hard.

“Let’s make this last,” he said, guiding her on top of him.

“Am I corrupting you Father?” Tiffany asked even as she guided his shaft to her opening and settled down on his hardness.

The lines between doing a favor and satisfying his growing hunger that had been unsated for years had long blurred and Philip was totally blinded by lust.

Philip groaned in pleasure as he entered her. “You like it Father?” she asked, feeling flattered.

“You are so beautiful and so tight Child,” he groaned, grabbing her ass and guiding her to start moving.

Slowly at first and then picking up the tempo, Tiffany rode Philip for close to fifteen minutes before her body shook and she erupted with her sixth orgasm of the night.

After her orgasm passed, he made her get on her hands and knees and entered her from behind.

This time, there was no gentleness and he was immediately drilling her hard and deep. He grabbed some of her hair as her pounded her doggy style, both of them grunting, moaning and groaning.

After fifteen more minutes of fucking, they were both inching closer and closer to an orgasm.

“Oh Father… oh my God, Father…Yes, Yes, YESSSSS!!!!” Tiffany was screaming as her hips moved up in rhythm with Philips hardness slamming deep inside her.

Her entire body shook like a twig as she went over the edge, cumming all around his shaft. He kept drilling her, prolonging her seventh orgasm of the night, barely holding on to his inevitable climax.

At the peak of her orgasm, her pussy muscles contracted involuntarily, applying extra pressure on his hardness. Philip grunted in pleasure and erupted, filling Tiffany for the third time that night.

Totally exhausted, they both drifted off to sleep, their naked bodies wrapped around each other.

When they woke up minutes apart a few hours later, he had a morning boner and fucked her for another half an hour, creaming her pussy for a fourth time just when her eighth orgasm of the nigh hit.

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If You Don’t Succeed Once…

When she did not miss her periods, she and Jim were both disappointed.

“Sometimes it takes time,” said Philip, when they gave him the bad news, “one night may not have been enough.”

Tiffany’s eyes lit up at the prospect of an encore of that night, and she blushed.

“How long do you think it may take Father,” Jim asked earnestly.

“There’s no way to say Son,” Philip replied, “better to give it maybe a month of trying everyday?”

“Everyday father?”

“How else would we know Son?”

“I know Jim is determined to make it work,” Tiffany spoke for the first time, “I am willing to do anything to honor his wishes.”

And so it was decided to give it another month where Tiffany would spend every night with Philip.

For the entire month, he fucked her relentlessly, creaming her pussy multiple times each night and making her have orgasm after orgasm.

And yet, at the end of the month, Tiffany missed her period again.

“I don’t understand Father,” Jim said, concerned, “you have been generous enough to give us an entire month and have been trying everyday. Why hasn’t she conceived?”

“Maybe the problem is with me, or some compatibility son,” Philip said, “maybe you need to try getting her impregnated by someone else.”

“I don’t know or trust anyone else for this Father,” Jim said, crestfallen.

“Maybe I can help,” Philip said. “I know a number of like minded priests, imams and pastors in this region, who are committed to serving the community, irrespective of religion. Maybe I can speak to some of them and see if one of them would be willing to help.”

“Are you sure you trust them Father?” Jim asked.

“I wouldn’t speak of this to anyone I didn’t trust completely, Son.”

“Ok Father, let us know what they say.”

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The Forbidden Fruit…

Two days later, Philip called Jim. “Jagannath Purohit and Imam Kaifi are willing to help,” he said after the customary preliminaries.

“Which of them would you suggest Father?” Jim asked.

“I don’t know Son,” Philip said, “In terms of discretion, I can vouch for both of them, but in terms of whose seed with take or how long it might take, is not in our hands. That’s where the Devine intervenes.”

After much deliberation, it was decided that Tiffany would spend alternate nights with each of the two holy men in Philip’s presence, giving both of them a fair chance of inseminating her.

Jagannath Purohit looked less like a holy man and more like a body builder, standing well over 6 feel tall and every inch of his body hard muscle.

His cock, though not as massive as Philips, was still huge at over 8″.

If she thought her experience with Father Philip was sexual bliss, the two men together took her to a whole new level, fucking her individually and together throughout the night.

That night, Tiffany had 12 earth shattering orgasms while her pussy got creamed 5 times — four times by Jagannath Purohit and once by Father Philip who couldn’t help himself watching Tiffany getting fucked all night long.

Imam Kaifi, also of a similar age as the other two holy men, was not as tall or well built, but had a stamina of a bull that compensated for his relatively modest 6″.

His was however the widest of the three cocks, stimulating Tiffany with his girth.

He fucked Tiffany throughout the night, taking her in every imaginable position. He deposited his seed inside her 7 times and made her cum an unbelievable 20 times.

Like the previous night, she helped relieve Philip of his arousal by taking his load also inside her.

After a week of alternating, Tiffany had an idea.

After the Imam had left at daybreak, while Philip was pounding her pussy, she said, “wait a minute, I have an idea.”

“What is that child,” Philip said, continuing to drill her hard and deep.

“Instead of alternating, what if all three of you did it everyday? Wouldn’t that maximize the chances?”

“It would indeed,” Philip said, smiling. The thought of all three of them taking her everyday mage him cum twice back to back in her.

Once he was spent, as they lay in bed, Philip said, “you know child, I have an even better idea.”

“What’s that father?”

“Instead of just nights, why don’t you spend the next three weeks with us? That will give us more hours and more opportunities.”

“Sure Father, that sounds fun….I mean like a good idea.” she said, “I will talk to Jim about it.”

And so for the next three weeks, all three holy men took Tiffany at will, throughout the day and through the night — sometimes individually, sometimes together. At most times of the day and night, at least one if not all three of them were ready for action. She lost count of how many loads she had taken inside her or how many times she came. Multiple times through the next three weeks, she had a cock inside her pussy, one in her ass and one in her mouth.

“Father, we are pregnant!!!” Jim exclaimed on the phone. Tiffany had finally missed her periods and just to be sure, the couple had gone to a doctor to confirm the pregnancy. As soon as they had the report in hand, they had called the pastor to give him the good news.

“That is indeed great news Son,” he replied, “I am glad we were able to help.”

“We are heading back to the US next month and will be there till the baby is born.”

“Do you plan to return son?”

“We sure do. We will be back as soon as it is safe for the baby to travel. Tiffany had a request to make, and given how much you all have helped, I think she should have her wish.”

“What is it son?”

“I will let her talk to you.” with that he handed the phone to his wife.

“Father, I want Jim and I to spend the next month with the three of you, so he can see first hand, how you all helped me. I am hoping he will be turned on rather than offended and want to participate. I want him to see the holy trinity in action.”

“Of course child, we would be only too happy to have you for another month.”

THE END.

SEE HER GALLERY

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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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