Over the course of history many have claimed to have a religious experience of some sort. Perhaps they returned from the brink of death, bearing witness to a long corridor with a bright light at the end that came closer and closer. Perhaps they heard the whispering of God or the Devil in their ears. Perhaps it was an epiphany, perhaps it was a moment of humility, perhaps it was the realisation that what they had been doing was evil, selfish and abhorrent, and that realisation caused them to change their ways.
Never before in the history of mankind had a man gone through a religious experience because his penis was being sucked on just that well. One moment Naru's lips were on Keitaro's cock, and the next - The next he was grinning like a loon. His head up in the clouds, floating on by.
There were angels up here. Winged beauties that looked suspiciously like the girls in his life. The Motoko angel looked ready to admonish him if he looked up anyone's robes, the Suu angel was playing with a harp in the same way that a cat plays with its food, the Shinobu angel was brewing up dinner, and the Naru angel was standing next to the Mutsumi angel, and both of them were wearing wedding gowns while shooting him hungry, hungry, come hither stares.
"Me?" he asked nervously.
"Come here," the Naru angel said suggestively.
"Your Promise Girl is inside the chapel," the Mutsumi angel added.
Well, who was he to turn that down? Keitaro rushed inside, desperate to meet her... the nameless girl that he promised, back when he was very young, that together they would enter Tokyo University. Okay, sure, he was quite certain that this was merely his own imagination trying to process the mind blowing blowjob Naru was giving him - but hell, if it was unlocking some part of his memories to help him work something out, he'd be all for it.
Though... he wasn't especially surprised when he found a harem of Naru and Mutsumi clones inside. Or that the door was locked and he couldn't leave. The massive heart shaped bed, and the sign hanging from the ceiling that read Tokyo U were also kind of overselling things a bit.
But Keitaro was not the only one having a religious experience of this nature. Because Naru was the first person in history to have a religious experience from the act of giving head. Her lips were sensitive to a ridiculous degree right now, and the sensation of Keitaro's cock sliding in and out of her mouth was now feeling about as good for her as it did for him.
The difference was that Naru wound up mentally wandering a garden instead of going up into a heaven like state. She was naked, prancing around, feeling the grass beneath her feet, uncaring of who saw her. The weather was warm, but with a slight gentle breeze to keep it from getting too warm, and just humid enough to be comfortable.
"Ah, bliss! Ah, paradise!" she said, spinning around and around, sniffing the fragrant flowers, then reaching up to pluck a fruit from a tree. Alas, she could not reach. She jumped and tried for it, but it was a touch too far.
"Here you go!" said hunky Keitaro, reaching his muscular sinewy arm up to grab it for her. He adjusted his glasses and smiled at her in that weird goofy way he did, and Naru realised that he was naked. Completely, totally, naked. With rippling abs and a penis like a third leg. "You like bananas, don't you Naru?"
He unpeeled it and then offered it to her. Naru leaned forward and took it between her lips. She moaned around the fruit, then gradually swallowed it without taking a single bite - and in the process found Keitaro's lips right at the other end. While the banana was yummy, scrummy and satisfying the smooch was so much more so.
"Who needs a Promise Girl, when I can have you?" Keitaro asked.
Back in the real world Keitaro grunted and filled Naru's mouth with his seed. The sensation of the pulsing penis ejaculating into her mouth sent Naru over the edge as well, making an awful mess on the floor that Keitaro would have to mop up when he had the mind to do it. As things stood, the two of them lingered in their little religious experience for a couple seconds more -
And then reality crashed down on top of them like a ton of bricks.
"That didn't happen," Naru attempted to say through her swollen, sensitive lips. She blushed and looked away from Keitaro. "Oooh, these stupid lips, making me do something so disgusting."
After she said that, Naru made the mistake of brushing her fingers along her lips. A simple action that caused her eyes to roll up in her head for a second, because <i>damn</i> they were sensitive.
"What didn't happen?"
"I didn't just use my, mmngh, super-sensitive, cocksucker-extraordinaire lips swollen wike no other to suck on your dick until I got to taste your yummy, yummy jizz. <i>That</i> is what didn't happen. Got it, buster?"
"Oh right, that didn't happen," Keitaro nervously replied. He then quickly pulled his trousers back up. "S-So, shouldn't we be searching for the machine?"
Naru didn't reply at first. Her eyes were still lingering right at Keitaro's crotch. He coughed and stepped to the side. Her eyes followed. Her tongue ran across her lips. Eyes narrowed. "It didn't happen. It was just a figment of your imagination, and also mine. There's no way that if it happened in reality, it would feel that good."
"Uh... Naru? It sounds like you're justifying doing it," Keitaro said. He turned his back to her. An attempt to pull the temptation away. Still, his penis was complaining. Being in between those lips had made it feel great.
"And now, even now, you're wanting to go find the machine. Just so you can push it against my face again! So my already-fuckable lips could transform into even larger, more sensitive dick-pillows that would bring you to such a high peak of an orgasm that no other mouth would ever matter! Even if it made my mouth so large and squishy that speech became impossible, because even if I managed to mumble out a word, the force of my gigantic, sexy kissers smacking against themselves would cause me to climax! N-Not like I'd ever suck your dick even if that's what my lips were destined for, because, it, it, it's never happened in the first place."
Ah, when she put it like that he could almost see the Angelic forms of Naru and Mutsumi beckoning him onward. It almost felt like God was telling him it would be a sin to not fuck Naru's face, and that if he did it again he would be rewarded with eternal bliss. Though that would be ridiculous. It almost made it sound like he was, I don't know, starting to form a religious belief based around extremely good blowjobs.
"Man, how would that even work?" Keitaro pondered aloud. "I mean, would it involve the believers sitting down and getting their dicks sucked by giant soft sensitive lips? Converts would need to be introduced to the machine and -"
"Yes! Exactly!" Naru grabbed his shoulders with sudden enthusiasm. "That's your dirty scheme, isn't it? To turn hordes of hot women into cocksuckers, who receive pleasure at the same time that they give it! Turning them into addicted, horny, big lipped sluts that can barely talk! Well, buster, if that's your game then I have a surprise for you!"
A surprise? She whirled him around, and then threw something into his face. Something metallic. Something with legs that wrapped around his head and all of a sudden he was floating in the clouds next to Angelic Naru and Angelic Mutsumi, who were taking off their robes and beckoning for him to join them on a heart shaped bed.
"Hehehe, serves you right," Naru cackled. But then, in that way only a tsundere can properly manage, she realised the exact level of catastrophic daftness she had indulged in. "Hold on, this thing I'm holding is..."
Is the very naughty contraption they were searching for. With mounting dread, Naru realised exactly what she'd just done to Keitaro. Any moment now, his lips were going to swell up into big kissable pillows that would probably feel awesome up against her lips. That is to say, those on her mouth, or those between her -
"Nggh! Stupid perverted machine!" Naru squirmed, yet she was smiling and licking her lips while breathing heavily in anticipation. "I don't think I can pull it off his face without hurting him, and it's probably going to be there for a while. What to do, what to do, what to suck..."
- When Keitaro comes out of it, he's all on board for the smoochy cult idea.
- Smoke starts coming out of the machine. Turns out it's been a bit overused today.
- Naru gets to sucking dick, someone encounters them.
- Meanwhile, back to Motoko and Kanako.
- Something else
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