Mary & The AngelbyVenus_in_Furs©
Hey everyone, thanks for reading my story. The events in this story are based roughly on Luke 1:28-44. Some of the text is paraphrased from these scenes. You might want to read up on your Christian mythology if you're not familiar with it, however it is not necessary. I hope you enjoy it and please feel free to leave a comment.
"Hail Mary! Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the child in your womb! But why am I so favoured that my cousin, the future mother of our Lord, should come visit me today?"
"Oh Elizabeth! The most amazing things have happened to me! I must tell someone and I fear Joseph will not understand! Listen to my story..."
I was standing by the table, holding a clay jug full of water from the well. I was planning to take it to Joseph, my betrothed, in his workshop. Just as I was prepared to leave, jug in hand, the stranger appeared.
Startled, I opened my mouth to scream. He spoke softly to me, and suddenly I was more intrigued then scared. He was beautiful, with soft flowing light brown hair and large green eyes. His chin was graced with a short beard, and he wore a tunic of white linen.
I was shocked that I had forgotten my terror so quickly. It didn't matter that he was lovely to look on! I edged away from him, towards the door.
He inclined his head to me, gracefully. Every move he made was graceful! It was odd, too, the air around him seemed to faintly shimmer.
"Greetings, Mary, you who are highly favoured. The Lord is with you!" His eyes took me in, and I was suddenly foolishly glad that I looked my best. My long dark hair was freshly washed and combed, hanging to the middle of my back. My robe was clean, covering my supple body.
I covered myself, imagining that his eyes could see through my robe right to my naked body beneath. I held the jug close to my breasts. As I looked down at it I could see that the perfectly ordinary clay jug had turned the colour of the sky. I looked down at it in shock, then at him. He smiled and nodded, confirming he had done it.
I fell to my knees in terror, greatly troubled. "Have I displeased the Lord?" I asked, almost too scared to speak.
He smiled down at me. "You, my child, have found great favor with God. You will be with child and give birth to a son, whom you are to call Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. My Lord will give him the throne of David, and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever. His kingdom will never end."
I cried out in disbelief "How can this thing be, since I am a virgin?"
He walked over to me, and held out his hand. As I took it, he helped me to my feet. "All things are possible with the Lord." His tone was faintly chiding.
"I have been charged with a great task." He continued solemnly. His lips gently grazed the back of my hand and then dropped it. He stepped very close to me, so close that he was almost touching me. Indeed, our clothing brushed, and I shivered slightly.
He gently kissed my forehead, then my cheeks. I felt as though I would swoon. "The Lord has equipped me as he has no other Angel, Mary. He has charged me to be the messenger of this joyous news. You will bear the Son of God! And I," He reached out and brushed by cheek with his hand, "Have been chosen to make this possible."
He stared deeply into my eyes, then slowly, softly reached out and took the jug I still clutched desperately. He set it on the table, then reached out to me. Cupping my head in his hands he pulled me towards him.
I pulled away. "Lord, I am engaged to be married to Joseph, the carpenter. Surely the Lord cannot wish me to be false to him!'
He looked at me, and his gentle bearing seemed to become more stern. "Are you not the Lord's servant?"
He stepped away from me, and the soft glow surrounding him became like the sun. "Are you willing to deny your Lord?"
I shook my head, unable to gaze upon him. He came closer to me and I felt that I would be blinded. The light surrounding him died down again to the place it had been before as he laid his hands upon my shoulders. He looked deeply into my eyes and I could read the truth of his words there.
"May it be as you have said." I said serenely, suddenly accepting my fate.
He scooped me up into his arms and carried my into my bedroom. He gently laid me down on the bed and rested his body upon mine. I felt very warm, and my skin tingled. He ran his hands over my face, then bent in to kiss me upon my lips. Carefully at first, as though he were afraid to hurt me, he quickly became urgent in his demands upon my mouth.
I gasped as his tongue played with mine. His hands started to slide down my sides, gently brushing my breasts. They crept around to the front, and I could feel my breath coming faster as his fingers found my nipples. He barely touched them with his fingertips, and I could feel them turn as hard as pebbles.
He moaned and I could feel something hard pressing against my stomach. His hands on my nipples became more rough, and he lightly pinched them.
I made an involuntary noise of pleasure as his fingers pinched at my nipples, tugging at them. Suddenly, he was gone and I cried out in denial.
He was back in a second, though, as he untied my rope belt and tugged my robe off. I sighed in pleasure as the warm air played over my naked body.
He lowered his head to my breast and his mouth found my nipple. He started gently nibbling and sucking at it. I ran my fingers through his hair and cradled his head as he suckled me.
As he sucked, I felt a strange feeling pass through my body. I felt warm all over, and my breathing turned to panting. Between my legs and through my belly I got the strangest feeling, like the only thing I wanted in the world was to have something there. Deep in the throes of this strange feeling, I started moving my hips, almost involuntarily.
As if he sensed my feeling, he reached one hand down and started rubbing me. The feeling was amazing, and I felt my back arch as I thrust my hips against his hand. He slipped his fingers down and into me.
It felt so good! I was helplessly moaning and thrusting my hips against his hand as he softly started to move his fingers inside me. He started kissing his way down from my breast, down my ribcage and belly, and lower still. His kissed me between the legs, and his tongue slid out from his mouth and started licking me there!
I started moving my hips against his face, unable to help myself. His tongue swirled in circles, and I could feel strange forces gathering within me. As he thrust his fingers deeper into me, I felt these forces suddenly explode out of me. All I could think about was the pleasure he was giving me, and I clamped my thighs around his head in ecstasy.
He sat up on the bed, and looked at me. My juices still glistened on his lips, and I leaned over to kiss them off of him. After the kiss he took my hand in his and brought it down between his legs.
I slowly, experimentally, ran my hand over him. He made encouraging noises so I started stroking him, up and down his hard shaft. He knelt in front of me so I could have better access. As he pulled his tunic over his head, I quickly darted my tongue out of my mouth and licked the very tip of his manhood.
His hand came down and he wove his fingers into my hair. He pulled me by my hair, but gently, until my mouth was again right by him. I licked him again, and encouraged by his moans, I engulfed him slowly in my mouth.
I started sucking on him, and he moved his hips so he was deep inside my mouth. He started, slowly at first, to move in and out of my mouth. I swirled my tongue around him, tasting him and finding the taste good. As I knelt in front of him, my mouth between his legs and my back arched so my hips were up in the air, he reached down and grabbed my breasts and started roughly pinching the nipples.
He suddenly pulled himself out of my mouth. I moaned and tried to engulf him again, but he stopped me.
"Are you ready, Mary?" He asked urgently, "Are you ready to do the Lord's will?"
I nodded, willing at this point to agree with whatever he said. He stood up and walked around the bed until he was behind me. He knelt on the bed behind me, and placed himself at the entrance to my body. I could feel him, just barely touching me in my most sensitive place. He thrust in a little, and I felt my muscles clench around him, trying to draw him in further.
He, seeming to read my mind, moved his hips slightly and slid in a little more. I couldn't stand this anymore, so I suddenly pushed my hips back until I was completely filled with him.
There was pain, a tiny sputtering pain that was soon gone as he started to move slowly. Soon I was eagerly pushing myself back against him, wanting him as deep inside me as he could go.
"Please, Lord, deeper!" I cried
He withdrew from me and lay on his back on the bed. His erect manhood pointed up, and I knew what he wanted from me. I lowered myself carefully onto the bed, my knees on either side of his hips. Anticipating great pleasure, I suddenly lowered myself onto him until he was once again inside me, but even deeper!
I went crazy then, I think. I rode him, loving the feeling of his shaft buried deep inside me, the way his hands were grabbing at my breasts. I rode him until I had that exploding feeling, again and again! I was gasping and panting for breath, but not ready to stop.
He rolled over so he was on top of me. He moved in me, whispering, "Can you feel it, Mary? Can you feel how well we fit together? I was made for you, to fit you perfectly."
I moaned and nodded my head vigorously. I couldn't imagine any better feeling in the world then what I was experiencing.
He held my legs so they were pressed against my chest and I was completely exposed to him. He moved within me, moaning and thrusting so deeply into me.
"Mary," He said urgently, "Mary, it is time to fulfill God's will! Open yourself to me, I'm going to fill you with God's seed!"
I felt him thrust again, deeper then he had before. I felt something warm and wet inside me, and it caused me to explode yet again.
I lay back on the bed, exhausted. He stood in front of me, so beautiful. He looked tenderly down on me.
"You have been a good servant. God has chosen you for a great destiny. Farewell now, my child. You will never see me again."
He disappeared and I immediately started my journey to see you, cousin Elizabeth.
"So, you have returned, Azazel," A deep voice greeted me.
I knelt. "My Lord Lucifer."
"You have successfully planted my seed in the girl?"
"I have Lord." I smiled suggestively. "It was quite an experience."
"Perfect." Lucifer smiled beautifully. "The seed of the destruction of the world has been sown. Yahweh will rue the day he dared to cast us out!"