A few days later, 17-year-old Oliver Lawson was walking along down a busy street. He turned and looked towards to road, where he saw two young girls walking and chatting. He saw them walk into the road without looking, where a large truck was driving. Fearing it would hit them, Oliver ran forward to push them out of the way. The last thing he saw was the car speeding towards him.
Oliver woke up with a faint pain in several areas on his body. He felt like he was laid in a comfortable bed, and he seemed to be naked. He opened his eyes, and it took a few seconds for them to adjust to the light, and he was able to confirm that he was indeed laid in a bed. He was in what looked very much like a teenage girl's bedroom. There were posters of various musicians around, some hair straighteners, a laptop, and several articles of clothing scattered across the floor. He wanted to get up to look around, but he felt too weak to get out of bed. Suddenly the door opened, and a naked girl walked in. She was easily the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. Everything about her was perfect.
"Oh, you're awake," Jen said, in a voice that made Oliver feel safe.
"Where am I?" Oliver asked. "Who are you?"
"I'm Jen, and this is my bedroom," she replied.
There was a knock at the door.
"Come in!" Jen shouted, and in walked a boy who looked no older than 10, carrying a tray of food and wearing a white robe.
"The food you ordered your holiness," the boy said.
"Thank you, just set it down on the table," Jen said. The boy did, and then left.
"Who was that? Why did he call you that?" Oliver asked.
"Sshh, just eat," Jen said. Oliver looked at the tray.
"Hey, they're all my favourite foods!" He exclaimed. "How'd you know?"
"Woman's intuition," Jen replied.
Oliver then started eating.
"So what happened to me?" He asked.
"You don't remember?" Jen asked.
"Last thing I remember I was walking down the street," Oliver replied.
"Well after that, you ran out into the road to save me," Jen explained. "You were very brave, but then you got hit by the car. Your wounds should have killed you, but I guess someone up there likes you."
"No, I don't believe in God."
"Is that so? Well maybe you should. She did save you after all."
"What do you mean?" Oliver asked.
"Nothing," Jen replied. "Although you pray an awful lot for someone that doesn't believe in God."
"What!? How do you know that?"
"How do you think?"
No...God's not real."
"Do I look real? Do I sound real?" Jen asked, before touching Oliver's leg, sending shivers up his spine. "Do I feel real?"
"...You're God," Oliver finally admitted.
"Yep!" Jen smiled.
At this revelation, Oliver became rather worried.
"I'm sorry! Please don't send me to hell!" he begged.
"Why would I do that?" Jen asked.
"Because I didn't worship you," Oliver replied. "And I only ever prayed for selfish things."
"Oliver, I brought you here to reward you, not punish you," Jen assured him. "That's why I saved you from death, though even if I'd let you die, you'd have gone straight to heaven. Though technically, you have."
"What do you mean?"
"This room is located in my holy palace in heaven. You're a lucky boy. Normally only angels are allowed inside the palace, and even they are forbidden from coming in my bedroom without my permission."
"So if you're God, why didn't you fully heal me?" Oliver asked.
"Well, I was going to let the rest of your wounds heal naturally, but I guess I do owe you," Jen replied. She laid her hands on Oliver's chest, and he felt a warm, pleasant tingling fill his body, and when it ended, he felt no more pain. He was in an almost dream-like state for a few seconds, before he felt a warm wetness engulf his cock.
"Uh!" He groaned, as he looked down and saw Jen sucking on his cock, smiling at him. "Uh God...Oh..sorry." Jen just giggled, and continued sucking. It was easily the best blowjob Oliver had ever gotten, and he soon found himself shooting cum down her holy throat.
"You taste yummy," Jen said as she pulled away.
"Uh...thanks," Oliver said. "Why did you do that?"
"As more of a reward," Jen replied. "Just like this."
Jen climbed on top of Oliver, and started kissing him softly. She lowered her hips onto his, and slid her pussy over his cock.
"Enjoy," she said, as the two of them started orgasming intensely. They fucked for hours, at an intensity that Oliver had never thought possible. Every now and then, when he thought it couldn't possibly get any more pleasurable, he'd find his body being filled with billions of times more pleasure as before. When it was over, Jen gave Oliver a kiss, and then willed him to sleep, before joining him in heavenly slumber.
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