Perverted Bible Verses Novels & Stories

Louis' eyes were dyed with lust, his breathing was fast, and the words in his mouth were also very vulgar and perverted, different from the cold and solemn image of ordinary days. The man who was frantically thrusting his penis into the vagina was like an animal in heat, he held his body tightly under his body, his hips strongly pushed. He smiled crookedly and perverted, if Phoebe had the strength to resist, she would run away. Pleasure made him swoon in her body. He began his perverted words: “Phoebe can you feel my penis going into your deepest part… your vagina is clamped down on mine… so happy… at this rate I'm going to get fuckedforcing you to die… ha… ha… the flowers suck so hard…”

Aside from that, there's no harm in trying. I took out my phone and opened the bible app that came with it, and to my amazement, Mister Handsome was correct. "Proverbs 4:25 says, 'Let your eyes be straight ahead; fix your gaze directly ahead of you.'" The bible chapters from Proverbs were exalted. I suddenly recall something, and things start to make sense to my ear. "Wait! "I thought it was a romantic way of saying sorry?" I asked. "Well. As you can see, the Bible is chock-full of surprises." Mister handsome remarked, smiling.

Oh fuck! Why am I thinking about this here? Sarah’s mood is off and not to mention we just had sex in the morning. Am I really a pervert! Holy fuck, am I getting hard just by her mere thought? “Stop it Bible… I know you inside out” she spoke and I looked at my hand enjoying his time on Sarah’s ass. I don’t know when it went there all alone to had fun, I removed it quickly trying my best not to ruin my mafia image in front of my subordinates.

Ozgur's words stopped, because now the bible had opened by itself. Then without being touched, the Bible scrolls through its pages. In the end, stopping to the old testament page. "Don't tell me the Bible tells us to guess the passage?" Zeus tried to calm down, but there was still panic there. Zeus was panicking, because this was a real nightmare. "You think this is Jumanji." Ozgur exclaimed. "In the Deuterocanonica (Roman Catholic canonical book) there are thousands of verses. How could we possibly guess?"

he said in a low, dangerous voice, “then we are completely fucked.” The altar in the center of the chamber pulsed brighter. New words burned themselves into the stone floor in glowing crimson letters, forming the first demand: “First Offering: The Altar of Seed. Produce your lust upon the altar. Cum. Squirt. Offer your pleasure. Only then will the next door open.” The voice returned, calm and merciless, as if it had been waiting for their denial. “Refuse… and suffer the consequences.” Tyler snapped again. “Fuck you!” he shouted at the ceiling. “I’m not jerking off on some demonic rock for your entertainment!”

[Warning: this chapter contains explicit sex, pain kink (m. receiving) and blood play. Proceed with caution.] Penelope’s POV: “Lead the way,” I echo his words with a shake of my head, and grab his collar, pulling him down to a frantic kiss. “You say that like you’ll ever not be in control,” I don’t hide the vitriol dripping from my tone. His hands settle above my hip, yanking me closer to him. “You’re so fucking sexy when you’re pissed,” he whispers, his teeth nipping at my lower lip.

I nodded once and said lightly, “That was all I wanted to know.” Then I sat back down. The whispers followed me. “Who is he?” “Disgusting.” “He must be one of them.” Baron tried to continue, but his voice cracked. His hands trembled as he turned the pages of his Bible. “Let us read from John chapter eight,” he said, his tone forced. “Verses ten and eleven.” He hesitated, swallowed, and continued. “‘When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers? Hath no man condemned thee?’”

or "The Promise of New Life." This morning, it was different. The letters were hard and plain: SERMON: THE ABOMINATION OF POWER 2 SAMUEL 16:22 A shivery dread, colder than the dread of any panic in the markets or of any boardroom threat, trickled down Davidson's spine. He knew this verse. It spoke of Absalom, the son of King David, who publicly bedded his father's concubines on a palace rooftop to conclude his usurpation of the throne—a complete, abhorrent act of political and moral betrayal.

The captain closed his eyes for a few moments, drew in a breath, and let go a sigh as he caressed the Bible, taking comfort from it. “I read from 2 Chronicles 33:6!” he called. When he opened his eyes, they were blue steel, vivid against the unkempt brush of his black beard. He cleared his throat. As he began to speak, his voice became rhythmic, mesmerising those before him, “And he caused his children to pass through the fire in the valley of the son of Hinnom: also he observed times, and used enchantments, and used witchcraft, and dealt with a familiar spirit, and with wizards: he wrought much evil in the sight of the LORD, to provoke him to anger.”

As children, Paul and Sharon were told in no uncertain terms that masturbation is a sin and they would burn in hell if they played with themselves. Sharon took this literally and has never touched herself or let anyone else touch her. Now her insides are burning hot and wet. "Cursed be he that lieth with his sister, the daughter of his father, or the daughter of his mother. Deuteronomy 27:22," Paul whispers as Sharon tugs at his sweat pants and he grabs her hand to stop her.