Priestly Promiscuity
Chapter Four
Priestly Penetration
Father Murphy fought temptation, but not very hard. His rationalization in the afternoon was reinforced by the knowledge that the lovely Novice had already let herself be seduced by a woman. Shortly before she was due to arrive he went into the little bathroom that adjoined his office and injected his limp penis with a substance usually prescribed for men with erectile problems. He didn’t have Brother John’s huge dimensions but the stamina he derived from the injections had ensured that when he succumbed to temptation he didn’t commit the further sin of leaving the girl frustrated and unsatisfied. But tonight, he told himself, it was just a precaution. If God signaled that he should save this young Novice by showing her what God intended a woman to know, he ought to make sure he did it right.
It was about eight when he heard a faint knock on his office door and he opened it to admit the voluptuous young Novice. Tonight she was wearing the grey robe that went with her position in the order and, as she timidly sat on the chair by his desk, she asked, "Are we going to pray, Father? I've been praying all afternoon for His help."
"Do you still believe you'd let Sister Capello do that to you again, Sister?” he asked, not admitting to himself that he hoped she would answer in the affirmative.
"Yes, Father. I…I think so?” the pretty girl replied in a faint, guilty voice. "I still feel...like? I still want to feel the way she made me feel last night, sir?" Susan tried to blank out the sinful memories of Sister Capello’s hot mouth and tongue caressing her most intimate regions.
"You know, Sister, that God does not condone that sort of thing between members of the same gender. He will forgive easily a lapse of chastity between a man and a woman, but between two women or two men it’s much worse...especially if they haven't repented. If you had sinned with a man, He would forgive readily, but you sinned with another woman and you say you want to sin with her again. That is very serious, Sister Susan."
"But, sir? Father? What can I do?"
"Are you a virgin, Sister? Have you ever been with a man?"
"Oh, Father! Of course not! Of course I'm a virgin!"
"Well, my child, that may be why you feel so tempted by Sister Capello. That may be why you wouldn't be able to resist if she wanted to do it to you again." Surely God would understand if he, himself, sinned again? Perhaps He even wanted him to show this lovely Novice that His way was best? The lecherous priest schemed and rationalized his lewd designs on the voluptuous supplicant’s body. God wants me to save her from sodomy. But I must proceed carefully. She must believe that what is happening is a religious experience or she might be tempted in future to behave promiscuously with men.
“Oh, sir? Do you think so? But what can I do, then? Does that mean I have to leave the order and get married? I don't want to do that. I want to dedicate my life to God’s work, Father?"
"Well, Sister Susan. You don't have to leave the order but, if you remain a virgin, you'll be constantly vulnerable to Sister Capello and others like her. As your priest and confessor, I may be able to help you. That is, if you want me to?" Yes, she was responding almost perfectly. It must be God’s plan.
"Do you mean, Father, that you'd break your vow to help me?” the Novice said, her eyes widening naively in surprise. Was her priest really telling her that he’d lay with her to save her?
"It's the only way I know how to help, unless you want to leave the Order, my child.” the cleric said in a kind, understanding voice. At the moment, he was thinking guiltily about breaking something other than his vow, however. And unlike his one other defloration, this cherry would be fully ripened. He turned off the overhead light then so that the lamp on his desk only dimly lighted the small room. "Now, if you believe there is still hope for you and you want to try to get ready for repentance that way, you must take off your robes, my child."
"But, Father? I? I? Like? You mean, undress in front of you? You want me to be naked, sir?" Susan shuddered at the thought of a man, seeing her naked.
"That's right, Sister. But you don't have to be embarrassed, my child. Remember, I'm your Priest so it's sort of like getting undressed for your doctor." and the lascivious man of the cloth smiled inwardly at the deceptive comparison, his guilty feelings evaporating in the heat of his lust.
"I can't help it, sir. I'm embarrassed. Do you have to leave the light on, Father?” she asked in a quavering voice.
He turned off the lamp, knowing that the light through the transom above the door would be more than adequate once his eyes adjusted to the semi-darkness. He watched as, hesitantly, she opened her robe and slipped it off of her shoulders. Under it, she was nude and, even in the dim light; he could see that she was truly voluptuous in build. The Novice Nun was quite short, just a couple of inches over five feet in height. Her breasts were large and heavy, impressively large, in fact. And, although the big, soft fleshbags sagged from their heavy weight, the nipples were pointing up at a forty-five degree angle. Her hips flared out widely from her waist and her somewhat fat belly projected convexly above a heavily bushed and prominent mons. Her short legs were slightly parted as she stood there in the nearly dark room but he could see how they tapered curvaceously from her large thighs to her full calves. His organ was in a state of throbbing erection as he anticipated getting into the girl's lush, ripe body. He wondered if this seventeen year old would react differently than the precociously developed adolescent, Ann, when he broke her cherry. When he moved from his chair to sit on the sofa, the naked Novice moved nervously away from him towards the door. He was naked, too, under his robes but it was not yet time to reveal himself to the innocent novitiate. He said in a soft but commanding voice, "Now, Sister Susan, come stand here in front of me."
She realized now that, even with the office lights off, he could see her nudity but it was not light enough for him to see how her face was flushed in hot embarrassment. Her knees quaking in trepidation, she walked with short steps to stand in front of the big, black-robed priest.
"Take my hand in yours.” he directed the fearful would-be Nun and, hesitantly, she did as he asked.
"Tell me, my child, where did Sister Capello first touch you last night.” he asked and, in a weak voice, the Novice replied, "Well, sir, like? On my face...my cheek, Father."
"I want you to take my hand and put it everywhere she put her hand, Sister. And when you do that, also tell me how it makes you feel."
He could feel her trembling grasp on his wrist as she placed his hand on her cheek and he felt a wetness there that indicated she was shedding tears. He had a momentary pang of conscience about what he was doing but then, as she moved his hand down past her neck to the swelling rise of her soft, heavy, right breast, the feel of her pneumatic flesh sent his conscience into retreat. As his palm covered the fullness of the huge mammary he felt the almost instant hardening and engorgement of the nipple.
"Do you feel anything special, Sister?", the priest asked, knowing that the swelling nipple betrayed that she was being aroused by his touch. As he spoke, he rolled the big, rubbery cylinder between his thumb and forefinger.
"Aahhh...Oohhh Father. Yes.” the young virgin gasped as hot thrills coursed outward from her enlarged, sensitive nipple to her belly. "Oohhh, sirr. It's like last night, sir."
"That's a good sign, my child. It probably means that what you did last night hasn't completely perverted you,” and he placed his other hand on her left breast to be rewarded by an equally satisfying enlargement of the other big, hard nipple. He pinched its thickly projecting hardness, saying, "Show me what else Sister Capello did to you. Did she touch you anywhere else?"
"Oh, but sir? Oohhh. You're giving me the same wicked feelings, sir? Even more, I think? Do you really have to?” the religious girl gasped and her knees sagged weakly as she fought the growing heat in her chaste, young loins.
"Oh, yes, Sister.” he said as he hefted the juicy weight of the soft, heavy fleshbag. "It is good that you feel that way, you know. God understands it when it's between a man and a woman."
The timourous young woman reluctantly moved his hand lower across the convex bulge of her belly to the profuse thatch of curly hair that crowned her prominent mons. She was very apprehensive, now. Even more than at first. She could tell that her priest’s tender touch had made her wet down there and she was afraid he would think she was wicked. His fingers tangled in her hairy bush as he asked, "Did Sister Capello feel you down there, my child. Is that what you're telling me? "
"Oh, Father? I'm sorry. Yes, she did. She put her hand on me there. Do I have to put your hand there too? Is that what you want?” the Novice whimpered as her legs trembled with a combination of fear and the burgeoning desire in her loins.
"That's the only way, my child.” the horny cleric said softly. "If we are going to undo the sodomy of last night we must do these things, even if they may be unpleasant for us. What you allowed to happen then was a serious sin, Sister. And, especially serious because of your vows. I want to help you so I can grant you absolution,” he added, hoping to ensure that the girl would not come to her senses before he had achieved his lascivious intent.
As if he too was still reluctant, he resisted for a moment when she tried to guide his hand lower to the soft nest between her thighs. In her artless innocence, Susan had a momentary fear that her priest would relent and not help her to gain forgiveness so she pushed down harder on his wrist, forcing him to touch her there.
"My child! Oh, my child!” she heard him exclaim as his fingers touched her pussy and, for a moment, she was afraid he was going to tell her she was destined for the tortures of Hell for eternity. "Were you like this last night. Did Sister Capello release your lustful juices?"
"Oohhh Fathherr!” the buxom virgin gasped as his finger unerringly found her erect clitoris and pressed it. "Ohh, sirr?” she moaned as her loins were pervaded by a wickedly exciting surge of hot, carnal lust. "I...I...I think so, Father?"
"And do you like being touched there?” he asked as he slid his fingers into the fat, slippery folds of her fleshy pussy and touched the sensitive, never entered vaginal portal. "Does it make you want more?"
"Hanh...Annh...Aahhh, sirr? Sirr? Will I go to Hell, Father? It makes me feel...Want...Oohhh sirrr? I want you to touch me more, sir? I think Satan is in me?” and as she gasped out her confession, she spread her shaky legs wider apart and tried to pull his hand tighter against her softly throbbing, wet cuntflesh.
"Does it make you want to be kissed there too, my child? Is that what you want, now? Do you want to feel her lips and tongue? Is that where she kissed you last night?"
"Yes, Father.” the would-be Nun said in a faint voice. "I mean, no, Father...I mean...not her lips...but...Oohhh Father... I want to be kissed there...What can I do, Father?” she asked, still afraid she had committed an unforgivable sin.
"I know now what has to be done, Sister. It is worse than I expected, but if we sacrifice ourselves and pray, there is a way. Lie down on the end of the bed, Sister.” and as he spoke he guided the frightened but aroused young virgin over to the end of the bed and down onto her back.
"I have to do what Sister Capello did last night, my child.” the immoral priest said softly. "We have to find out if you became perverted because another woman did this to you. I hope you didn't, my child, but if you find it unpleasant when I kiss you, tell me right away. I have heard stories from other priests about girls who became perverted from just one such experience and could gain pleasure only from another woman." While he talked in a serious tone of voice, the lewd cleric knelt between the young woman's heavy, shapely thighs and bent close to the soft, wet nest.
The artless Novice tensed her buxom body expectantly when she felt the priest's hot breath on her sensitive labia. His fingers touched the creases where her full thighs joined to her hips and then, as she gasped wordlessly, he was touching and spreading the swollen flesh folds of her innocent, young pussy.
"HANNH!", she cried out in a spontaneous reaction when his hot tongue licked the tender slit and then, in guilty embarrassment at her lewd response, she bit her hand to stifle her cries.
The sinful priest felt a thrill of triumph when she cried out. This was going to be even easier than he'd hoped. With his fingers, he spread the fat labia and fastened his lips on her erect clitoral projection, thrumming his tongue on the trigger of the virgin's sensuality. As he did this, he heard her gasping intake of breath and she arched her hips up at him, almost smothering him with the wet, pulpy softness of her fat cunt.
"Mmmmph...My child..." Susan heard his muffled voice. "Mmmyess...my child...Mmmm...That’s right...Mmmm...God will help...if you let Him...Does it feel good...Mmmmm...Sister Susan...tell mmmmeee..."
"Aahhh...Aahhh Father...Father...” the Novice panted, biting her hand to stifle her cries of response. Her belly churned from the intense stimulation and she whimpered breathlessly, "Yes...hanh...yesss Father. I can't help it...Hannh...I love it...” The Nun's short, shapely legs spread wider and her heavy hips rocked awkwardly as she pushed against the wickedly exciting mouth that was making her feel so evilly aroused. His tongue thrust into the hot, corrugated vaginal portal while one finger continued to rub her throbbing clit as he asked, "Do you feel as if we're going to make your evil desire come out of you, Sister? Is this the way that Sister Capello made you feel, my child?"
"Hanh...Annh...Yes...Annh yesss Father...Hannh...I can't...Hannh... help it.” she panted and then, when his lips again closed on her traitorous clit, her hands grasped the priest's head and she pulled him tighter against her pulsating pussy. Her big, soft thighs locked around his head and her wide hips rocked wildly as her unwilled climax surged through her innocent loins.
The hot-blooded cleric thrust his tongue into the spasming entrance to her virgin cunt and almost smothered as her soft, wet pussy-pie was mashed against his face. And then her legs fell away and she tried to push him away, momentarily unable to take more contact with her sensitized clit.
"Father? Oohhh Father...hanh.. Am I going to be saved? Hannh... I felt it cum out of me, Father...hanh... Will I be forgiven?"
The priest raised his dripping wet face from the softness of her genitals for a moment as he said softly, ""I hope so, Sister? I hope so? Did you like that, my child? Was it as good as last night?"
"Father Murphy? Oh yes! Oh yesss, I know it was!” the young Novice replied although she was not sure if it had been. Sister Capello had seemed to know exactly how to excite her and she'd taken much longer. The would-be Nun, however, did not dare to admit this and, when her priest began, again, to tongue her still throbbing vulva, she lay there submissively and accepted his further ministrations. She hoped that he would show her that she had not become perverted by last night's evil experience.
"That is good, my child.” Father Murphy said as he once more worked to arouse his innocent conquest. "But we have much more to do before we have undone the wickedness of last night. But, if God gives me the strength, we will overcome Satan's work."
After a couple of minutes of skillful kissing of the young woman's sweet, soft pussy, he could tell that she was, once again becoming aroused. "Do you still feel evil desires within your body, my child?” he asked, knowing full well that she did. "Did that one time drive them from you, Sister Susan?"
Her fear of hellfire renewed by the return of her lustful need, the Novice whimpered, "Hanh? Annh? Ohh Father Murphy? I'm afraid, sir? I? I... Ohh Father? I still feel evil desires within me? What will I do, Father? Oohhh, what can I do?"
"Come, my child. All is not lost. I had hoped that what we did would be enough, but... We must go beyond that. There is only one way now to ensure that Satan's evil has been expunged from your body, Sister Susan.” and as he spoke, the priest helped the young woman to her feet.
Susan’s knees buckled and Father Murphy held her up, bringing her short, naked body against his. She felt something hard pressing against her bare belly through the priest’s heavy robe and then he was tilting her face, his mouth coming down to hers. His lips and face were wet and slick and she realized that it was the sinful, oily fluids from her own body that she felt and tasted as his hot tongue forced its way between her teeth.
"It is God's intent that man and woman be joined together in the flesh, my child. You and I have vowed to forego that joining to devote all our love to God's work.” He savoured the soft mobility of the Novice’s mouth and her easy acceptance of his tongue in her hot, moist mouth. “The flesh is weak, Sister, and sometimes, those of us like Sister Capello yield to Satan. She has dragged you down with her. God needs to know if you have truly repented, my child. And I must be his instrument to find this out."
While the lustful, young priest lectured the artless Novice, his hand was busy between her trembling legs as he fingered the pulpy wetness of her throbbing pussy. "Did you tell me the truth? Are you truly still a virgin, my child? Have you ever yielded to the temptations of the flesh before last night?"
"Hanh? Annh, Father. No…I mean, yesss. Ohh Father, honest, I'm still a virgin but? Ohh, Father? I've touched myself? Like? Before I joined the Order, sir? I didn't know, Father?" But only Sister Capello’s fingers and now, her priest’s had made her tingle this way.
"Come, then, my child. For I too am a virgin.” he lied. "I will be God's instrument of purification, Sister. We must be together to drive the devil from your sinful body.” The scheming priest sat, and then lay back on the bed without relinquishing the contact of his hand with her sex. “I will pray for strength to achieve this. Remember, Sister Susan, to be successful you must let all of Satan's wicked lust come out. You must not hold back any evil, carnal thoughts you may have, even though saying them may seem depraved. And, if we can work God's will, we will remain virgins in His eyes."
The gullible girl listened hopefully to his every word as her knees wobbled with her growing excitement from his gently teasing fingers. "Tell me, Father? What must I do?"
"Open my robe, my child. Open my robe and God's instrument will be yours to use for your salvation."
With trembling fingers, the Novice untied the belt that held the big priest's robe and, as she did, it parted to reveal to her shocked eyes the erect penis that she had felt against her, through the robe. Just as with his other virgin, young Ann, it looked immense to the Nun's innocent eyes although it was of only average dimensions.
"OHHH FATHER!” she exclaimed. "Oohhh Father Murphy? Is? Is that what you? Like? Oohhh, sirr? What am I supposed to do?"
"That is God's key to open you for deliverance, Sister. Get on top of me, my child. Kneel over me and, first, we will pray for guidance.” he replied as he guided the full-figured, young beauty until she was on her hands and knees, straddling his hips. Her large, soft breasts jiggled pendulously as she knelt there, trembling, conscious of the hard projection that was almost touching her throbbing vulva and, as he cupped one of her swollen mammaries and milked its heavy fullness, she whimpered, "What do you want me to do, Father?"
"Pray, my child.” he said, his voice choked with lust. "Pray for guidance, Sister Susan. And while you pray, I will use God's key to prepare you to have Satan's hiding place unlocked.”
"Help me, my Lord. Show me the way to forgiveness,” she prayed in a faint, halting voice. "Show me THE WAY GOD...” and her voice rose and she jerked up and away from him when she felt the burning heat as the priest arched his hips and pressed his hot, hard tool against her pulsating genitals.
"Oh, my child, you mustn't pull away.” the cleric said in a softly reproving tone. "Unless? Are you longing for Sister Capello's kiss, Sister? Is that what it is?"
The girl quickly lowered her hips again until she felt the hot touch of the instrument on her cringing pussy and, afraid he would abandon her, she protested, "No Father. It's not that. I...I...I was just surprised, that's all. Please, Father? Prepare me for what God wants. Then, resting her forehead on the priest's hairy chest, prayed. "Ohh, Precious Virgin!” she intoned in a stronger voice as she felt the exciting sensations from the sliding contact of 'God's key' with the throbbing seat of her desires. Unwilled, lustful thrills surged through her horny, young loins as she pleaded breathlessly, "Precious Virgin. Forgive me for my evil actions. Forgive me."
"Do you feel anything, my child?” the wicked priest asked as he slid his throbbing tool along the crease between the fat labia, making frequent contact with her clitoral trigger. "Is the Virgin Mary showing you the way to expunge your carnal lust?" His mouth and his fingers had aroused the Novice to near-orgasmic state and, as the slick knob of his cock teased the tender, sensitive crevice of her vulva and paused, tantalizingly, at the hot portal to her virgin vagina, she was almost overwhelmed by a hunger that she could not define. Gradually, as he increased the periodic pressure on the hot, never entered orifice, she felt an overwhelming desire to take it inside. In her innocence, the Novice took this as a signal from Above and she whimpered panting, "Father... anh, Father? In. Put it in me. Use God's key to open me, sir...Hanh, Father? The Virgin is showing me that this is the way. Put it in, sir. Drive Satan from my evil body with God's Holy Instrument."
He pushed the young woman upright above him then as he said, "That is what I thought She would tell you, my child. I must use God's Key to unlock your body and free Satan's evil lust. But, Sister Susan, it may be painful. You must be strong and determined, my child. If you truly want to be saved, you must find the way and guide it in. Your lust is deep-seated and I hope that the instrument God has given me for this will reach far enough. The key must go deep, Sister. Don't weaken, my child. And I will do my utmost to help you."
With trembling fingers, the Novice reached down to grasp the hard, thickly veined projection and, her body tensing in fearful anticipation, she directed it unerringly to the hot, hungry orifice. She lowered her lush hips and, as the thick knob dilated the virgin portal, she paused. There was a feeling of discomfort, for a moment, as the bulbous tip stretched the unsullied opening but it was almost immediately replaced by a surge of lustful heat in her loins as the friction titillated the sensitive nerve-ends.
"Oh, yes, my child. We will unlock your body to free you.” the wickedly scheming confessor gasped but, for a moment, he wondered if the would-be Nun was really still a virgin. “We must open you so that Satan’s lust can come out of you.” Then, as she gingerly lowered her wide hips a fraction more, his cock encountered the incontrovertible proof of the ripe Novice's vestal state.
"Father? Oohhh Father Murphy?” she whimpered as she felt an ache from the pressure. Then, sinking a slight bit lower, she whimpered, "Hanh? Sir? Hanh? It's hurting, sir? It hurts?"
With gentle hands, the unprincipled priest stroked her big breasts and flaring flanks, looking up at the sexy, full-lipped postulant as he said softly, "Satan wants it that way... He wants you to keep his wicked lust trapped in you behind that barrier. He is working to make it difficult for you, Sister Susan. Pray for help, my child. Pray to the Virgin for help."
As he led the young innocent on with his words, the priest flexed his throbbing tool in the soft confines of her vaginal vestibule and caressed her distended nipples and pulsating clit.
"Dear God. Help me. I want your Holy Key to open my evil body, God. I want to be free of my carnal thoughts.” the lush-bodied Nun prayed as the fires in her belly flamed at the ongoing titillation of her sensitive, virginal orifice. The pain increased as she pushed down but, her eyes squeezed shut, she ignored it in the hope of salvation.
"Don't weaken, my child.” the wicked cleric urged softly, wondering if she had an unusually tough hymen. The young teenager he had deflowered was the only one he had initiated before and he was sure that he had broken through into her with much less difficulty. "Satan is trying to stay locked up inside you. You must help unlock his evil."
With a sharp intake of breath, the buxom Novice bravely made a firm, hard push downward, uttering a gasping squeal as her hymeneal barrier ruptured painfully and, with the release of its restraint, her wide hips surged suddenly lower.
"HAANNGGHH...AAANNNGGHHH...aarrrgghhh..", she exclaimed as her lower body was pierced by the sharp pain of her defloration and her virginal channel was expanded by the cunt-stretching invasion of the priest's hard cock. "Father! Oohhh Father Murphy!"
Father Murphy had a momentary twinge of guilt for deceiving this young, innocent future Nun but the flood of hot sensations washed his remorse away as her tight, virginal passage engulfed his throbbing tool.
The buxom Novice’s wide hips sank lower until her plump, hair-cushioned mons was pressed tight to his pubis and she sat there, immobile, impaled on the hard shaft. It seemed to the first-entered Novice that her whole lower body was filled by the invading spear and, as she sat there, paralyzed, tears rolled down her cheeks.
"There, Sister Susan. There. You have unlocked the gate. Now we will drive Satan from you.” the horny ecclesiast said softly as he flexed his tightly clasped organ in the delightful grip of the virgin's sheath, letting it soak in the wet heat and allowing her time to adjust to the first-time expansion. He needed the momentary cessation of movement to maintain control of his lust. Watching her face for signs that the initial pain was over, awaiting a return of her previous desire, he milked her large, soft tit-globes and played with the big, rubbery nipples. He felt a gradual relaxation of the almost painfully tight clasp of her sheath on his cock and the tension in her body seemed to abate after a minute or so.
“Now, my child, we will use the key to unlock your hidden lust. We will not allow Satan to keep it buried within you so that Sister Capello can take advantage. You must move now, Sister Susan. You must move up and down while God's instrument seeks the evil that is within you."
Placing his hands on her wide, soft hips, he urged the young Nun to lift up. As her body rose, she felt a relief from the dilating pressure but, at the same time, she felt a sense of loss. He moved his hands away to heft her huge tit-globes and the inexperienced novice moved too high so that his cock slipped out of the hot, wet receptacle.
"Do you want to stop, Sister?” he asked. Is that why you let the key escape?"
"NO! Oh nooo, Father!” the young postulate gasped and, quickly, her hand reached down to stuff the thick knob back in her steamy twat. "What do I do, sir. What am I supposed to do?"
"Push down again, my child. Push down and then rise up and the key will find the way to open the gates of Satan's lust."
This time, as she slowly lowered her hips, the seventeen year old, would-be Nun felt a hot, sinful thrill emanate out from her wicked genitals to fill her loins with a satisfying sense of fullness. The pressure was still intense as the thick shaft expanded her young sheath and she was still tender from having her cherry broken but she was sure now that the priest was going to release her from her evil desires.
Lying back, the cleric mauled her massive breasts and squeezed the wide softness of her shapely hips as he delighted in the tight clasp of her slippery sheath. She was quiet, at first, but as she moved awkwardly up and down on the impaling instrument, she felt in her belly the growing heat of desire.
"Tell me Sister Susan. Tell me what you feel, my child. Are you thinking of Sister Capello?"
"Father? Oohhh Father? I feel? Like? Satan is controlling me. I want it. I want to be...Oohhh Father...you know... I want to be like a...Father...yesss... do it… help me…” Her priest was fucking her. She’d heard girls giggle about it and she knew it was how God made babies but until today she’d thought that being a Nun meant that she’d never be fucked. The word, the thought, sent more shivers through her tortured loins.
"Say it, my child. Say what you want..", he urged as he arched slightly to penetrate deeper into her tortured sheath.
"Father...fuh...fuh…fuck me, Father… fuuuck my evil cunt with God's instrument…Fuck me and drive Satan from me Father… Fuck meee…” and the buxom novice began to ride him faster. The wicked words she’d heard girls giggle about gained new significance as she experienced, first-hand, the reality of sex.
"Oohhh yesss, my child... Oohhh yesss...” the priest panted in delight as the novitiate's tight sheath stroked his throbbing cock. "Do you feel it yet? Do you feel Satan's lust coming out of you? Is the key going deep enough to unlock it?"
"Hanh...hurry...Hannh...hurry... Oohhh sirr... harder ...hanh... harder...” she panted breathlessly. Satan was there, in her belly. God’s key was there too and both could not remain. Father Murphy was using God’s key to displace Satan and she could feel the evil power trying to escape. Susan ground her soft pelvis down on him and she gasped, "Hannh…hard...Hannh...deep ...Hannh...deeper Father…Yesss ...Hannh.. Yesss... it's cumming... cummminng out of me..."
Squeezing her swollen fleshbags, he arched up and drove the last centimeter of his prick into her tight sheath as he felt it twitch, then for a moment gape open before it locked on his cock. Her soft, fat pelvis slid on his pubis and her innocent cock-scabbard convulsed, milking his deeply thrust organ like a marshmallow hand as she panted and whimpered in release.
"Ohh yesss, my child. We're winning.” The priest panted and, pulling her down harder, two weeks supply of stored up semen erupted hotly into her spasming cunt. He moaned as his gushing, spurting fucktool pumped his semen up into the very depths of the Novice’s first-fucked passage, the delightful enclosure draining him into her.
"Hannh...Hannh...Annh...Father...Hannh...”
the Novice gasped as she felt the flooding, wet heat of his gism inundating her
young fuckwell. "Oohhh Father...I feel... It's like I'm purified with Holy
Water...he's gone…I…I... Oohhh Father… pray with
"Was that better than with Sister Capello?", he asked. "Would you rather do that with her or is God's way better?"
"Father. Oohhh Father. God's way. God's way is best. I feel... Like? Oohhh Father... We drove him from me...God gave me a sign with his Holy Balm.” the girl said in a soft, sincere voice.
The hypocritical priest held the young novitiate astride his hips as they prayed, his cock still in her cum-sodden pussy. He felt, for just a passing moment, guilty for what he’d done but, looking at the buxom, young beauty still impaled on his maleness, seeing her red, full-lipped mouth, his guilt melted away. And the injection did its job. He was still rock-hard and fully erect. After a few minutes, although she tried to fight it, Sister Susan felt a stirring from the ongoing, spasmodic flex of the priest's deeply buried organ. The priest, meanwhile, was watching the young Novice's soft, sexy, mouth and plotting how he would persuade her to wrap those soft, red lips around his cock. He sensed the resurgence of the girl's desire and he arched his hips to thrust his penis deeper into her plump body.
"I'm glad, my child. I'm glad that we have succeeded in exorcising evil desires from your body. But, Sister, we can't stay together like this. You must get off of me,” the immoral priest said in a soft voice. "I have used God's key to unlock your virgin jewel box and release Satan's lust. Your vestal womb has been bathed with the purifying creamy balm of his Holy Purpose. And now some of the sinful lust we drove from you is within me. And I must find a way to rid myself of it."
"Ohh, Father? Oohhh nooo! You mean that, by helping me, you put yourself in danger? You sacrificed yourself to save me? Oh, Father? Is there anything I can do to help you?” the gullible girl asked but she made no move to dismount and she wondered if her own renewed desires meant that she, too, was still possessed.
"Please, my child. Please. You must get off.” he said in a choking voice. "You must leave me before it is too late.” but as he spoke, he mauled her huge, soft breasts and began to thrust up into her big, open body, enjoying the liquid clasp of her cum-sodden sheath.
" I want to help you, Father Murphy. You did it for me. What can I do Father?” the trusting innocent whimpered tearfully. "It's my fault that you are acting like this. It's my sinfulness that's infecting you. Let me help you, sir?" Please?” and as she whimpered, she began to rock her wide hips, her first-fucked cunt seething with revived lust.
"No, Sister Susan. I can't let you. You are so pure and innocent. And this is not God's Key that you feel within you, now. That is Satan's horn that is buried in your innocent body. He is trying to escape from me. He wants to explode back into you, my child." And, as he spoke, the buxom Novice's heavy hips jerked in an unwilled response to the expansion of her sheath.
"Hanh...But...Hanh...Father...Hanh...I'll take it… hanh... I'll take it back; Father…" the young Nun panted as her passion grew. "It is my sinfulness that caused this,” she said although, at that moment, she was not asking for his sake alone but also, because she had an overwhelming desire to be fucked again.
"Oohhh, my child, my innocent child of God.", the horny cleric said as he pulled her soft body closer and drove up into her tight sheath. "Ohh, Sister Susan! Get off of me. You must!” he panted but he pulled her down so that her soft tit-pillows were mashed against his chest and then he rolled with her so that they fell from the low sofa to the floor.
"Hunngghh!” the once-fucked Novice grunted as her seducer's full weight came down on her flesh-padded hips and he drove his hard weapon up into her tender vagina. "Hunngghh... Hunngghh...Hunngghh..."she exclaimed, breathlessly, as he hammered her acquiescent body.
"Push me away, my child. Make me stop!” he said as he thrust roughly into the tight receptacle. "Oh, Susan! I am fucking you with Satan's horn, now. I am fucking your pure and innocent cunt, Sister.” the priest said in a husky voice.
"Unngh...sirr...Unnhhh...Father...do it... Unngh... it's alright, Father... Use me, sir… hunhh...Use me to free yourself...Fuck my evil cunt with Satan's horn," the plump Nun panted as she opened herself wider to take his fierce thrusts.
The priest shifted higher on the broad, deep plane of the young Nun's hips and began to ride her ripe, lush body. "Oh, yeesss, my child. Oohhh yeesss... Your cunt is so wet and tight. Yes, move your big, lovely ass, Sister! You want to cum, don't you, Sister Susan. You want to feel my cock in your cunt. You want to be fucked by Satan's horn! Fuck up at me, Sister! Fuck me like the little whore you are!"
"Father? Hunngghh. Oohhh Father Murphy? Oohhh yeesss...Use me like a whore, Father", the young Novice whimpered as she was once again assailed by the fires of lust in her innocent loins. "Let me free you from Satan... NOW! NOW FATHER! You're making me... Oohhh siirrr! Hard. Fuck me hard, sir. Fuck my evil cunt with your cock. Faster, Father... Faster!"
Each time her jolted her with a merciless thrust, a ripple of her soft flesh began at her mons and travelled upward making her huge, soft fleshbag tits flop loosely. Increasing his tempo, he gasped, "That's it, Sister Susan. I can see how your big tits are jiggling... Your cunt is so hot. Is it good, Sister? " He reached down to massage her erect clitoris as he kneed her plump thighs wider apart and ground against her pelvis.
The innocent Novice had taken the edge off his lust when she had yielded her virginity to him and now, with consummate skill, he controlled her, his injection-enhanced tool remaining rock-hard within the girl’s softly clinging twat. For almost twenty minutes he rode her buxom body and, to the accompaniment of their salacious dialogue, he brought her to three more gasping, bucking orgasms.
As he continued to fuck the full-bodied Nun the lecherous priest looked at her lovely, naked body and her beautiful, full-lipped mouth. She was so innocent yet so deliciously responsive. The thought of having those soft, fat lips wrapped around his throbbing tool was intensely erotic and he knew he had to experience it, to fill that gorgeous maw with his semen.