Priestly Promiscuity
Chapter Five
Oral Obeisance
For the last five minutes, the plump, inexperienced Novice lay limp and submissive beneath him, her newly initiated sheath tender from the extended reaming, her mons bruised and sore from his relentless hammering of its fleshy prominence. She was whining and mewling with pleasure although, now, her desires were sated. Finally, his own lust reinvigorated, the priest decided that his naive conquest was ripe for his next objective.
"Ohh, Sister Susan. I can't. I can't let Satan have you again.” he moaned as he rolled off of her lax, well-fucked body. "I can't fill your pure and innocent cunt with his sinful seed."
"Hannh? Sirr? But, Father? What can you do?” the Novice whimpered. "How will you rid yourself of his lust? Can’t I do it?"
"Oohhh, my child.” the scheming cleric moaned as he placed her hand on his throbbing tool. "I can't ask you to do it. Not you, Sister Susan. You're too innocent." The girl's fingers instinctively wrapped around the rock-hard cylinder and squeezed it. He held her wrist and moved her hand slowly up and down, gasping, "Oohhh Sister, I am in pain. He is fighting to escape.. You have to stop moving your hand, my child, or I won't be able to contain him."
But, Father? Don't you want him to leave you?” the Novice asked in puzzlement.
"Oh yes, I do, my child. But if he gets free... Like, if his seed escapes into the open...It will be like opening Pandora's box, Sister. I will be tortured forever. I can only release him safely into...No, Sister. I must find someone who is not pure and innocent.. I can't ask you to…" and intentionally, he didn't complete the sentence.
"To do what, Father?” the girl asked, as if on cue. "I want to help you. Let me do it, sir. Please?"
"Oh, no, Sister Susan. I must find a woman of the street…a prostitute. I will renounce my vows and find a prostitute. I can ask her to do it."
"Let me, Father? Let me be your whore like I was when you were fuh...fuh... fucking me?” the gullible novitiate asked. "I should be the one to renounce my vows, sir? It's my fault."
"You're so wonderful, my child. You wouldn't have to renounce your vow. Not if you did it. But I can't ask you. You would despise me."
"Oh, No, Father. I wouldn't. I'd do anything for you. You know that. What do you want me to do, sir? Let me do it."
"But, Sister? You know I can't let him loose in your vestal jewel box. You would be re-possessed if I did. It must be in your...no...I couldn't ask you to take it there. But we might be able to get rid of it in your... Oh, no, my child. I can't ask that." the lustful priest said in a halting, sincere voice.
"Where, Father Murphy? Where can you release it? Tell me, please? Tell me?" the Novice asked in breathless curiosity.
"We can't, my child. I would have to let it go in your… in your bottom, Sister. It might be painful and… But? Oh, Sister Susan, I've heard that something else will sometimes be sufficient…if I release it in… No, I can't."
The buxom Novice instinctively clenched her full buttocks as she imagined what it would feel like to be entered there and she asked in an anxious voice, "Where else, sir? Where else can you release it?"
"In your mouth, my child. But you couldn't do that. You would have to swallow Satan's gism. It would not infect you again but... and it might not work? It might not be enough?" Yes! She was going to! Father Murphy looked lustfully at the beautiful Novice’s soft, full-lipped mouth and his throbbing tool jumped with anticipation.
"Please let me, Father. Let me try. I know I can do It.,” the girl said as she rose to her knees. "And, if it doesn't work... You know? You can do it the way you said... You can do it there…in my bottom…” and as she spoke, she looked at him with her big, innocent eyes.
"But, Sister? If you do? Like? Satan will make me say more terrible things. He will make me try to degrade you, my child. And, when he escapes from me, it will… Like? You can't stop after it starts, my child. You can't let it escape. You must swallow his seed. Are you sure you want to? "
"Oh, yes, Father. I want to.” the buxom girl replied and she felt a warm sense of goodness at the thought of offering herself to assist this wonderful priest. "Tell me how to do it, sir. Let me do it."
"
Step by step he directed the innocent girl. When her trembling lips nervously surrounded the swollen knob, he held her head and gently forced it lower. The young Novice looked up at him, wide-eyed with concern as she opened her mouth wider to engulf the first three inches of the hot, hard shaft. The religious girl was, at first, self-consciously following his directions, hoping that the Virgin would understand why she was doing this. The feel of his thick, hot organ sliding slickly between her lips made her belly churn with a lascivious sense of pleasure. Then, as his hands fondled her ripe, young body, milking her heavy breasts and stroking her tender pussy, she became more adventuresome. Her head dipped progressively lower and slowly she took more and more of the hot tool into her mouth.
"Aahhh yesss...yesss, Susan," her priest moaned in obvious delight and, as he did, she felt a lewd and growing urge to give him greater pleasure. "Oohhh baby...you're good," he gasped when the tip of his cock bumped the roof of her mouth and she gagged. "You're a wonderful cocksucker, Sister...Take it all...Take it all…"
With a perverse sensuality, unlocked by the wickedly salacious urging of the immoral cleric, she brought both of her hands into play. He watched with lewd delight as the full-bodied Nun held his cock, stroking it, while her head bobbed up and down. Her other hand had found his heavy balls and with instinctive care, she fondled them gently.
"Oh, baby. You're great!” her confessor exclaimed. "I love watching your pretty mouth being filled with cock. You're so sexy, Sister Susan. Suck it, baby. Suck it."
His excitement was contagious and the young Novice began to push her pussy against his fingers and move her shoulders so that his hands were tugging harder on her hugely swollen breasts. Saliva was flowing profusely and, as her cheeks hollowed, she sucked noisily on the thickly veined shaft. He began to thrust up into her willing mouth and she gagged momentarily when the thick tip entered her throat, but she didn't pull away.
“Shluurp…Unngh...Shluurp…Unngh…” sounded wetly from the Novice’s cock-filled mouth as she sucked her priest’s cock with innocent abandon. And then, he pushed her away.
"No, Sister Susan! No! I can't let you! It's ready to come out! I can't let you do this!"
The unschooled Novice pushed his restraining hand away and, grasping the hard shaft in one hand, she wrapped her full, red lips around the purple tip. Then, stroking the thickly veined shaft while she gently sucked on the tip, her other hand tugged gently on the heavy lust-eggs. Her eyes were on his face as if she was seeking his approval.
"Oh, Sister Susan. My child. I can't hold it!” she heard him gasp. And then the hard fleshtube seemed to swell between her lips as he arched his hips to thrust deeper into her hotly drooling mouth. Suddenly the mouth filling shaft jumped and the first jet of overheated cum splashed into her mouth.
"Glannh...glaannggh..." she gurgled, looking up at him in wide-eyed surprise as successive spurts of the thick, creamy liquid flooded her innocent oral cavity. "Gluunnggh ...glaah… guuhhllp... Guuhhllp..." she swallowed, trying to ensure that none of the sinful gism escaped from between her wildly sucking lips
The scheming cleric lay back and watched with lustful delight as the innocent girl sucked him off, draining the lust from his body. Finally, as she felt the mouth-filling organ cease to jerk between her lips, she raised her head.
"Did I do it, Father? Did I rid you of his evil?" A drool of saliva-diluted cum hung stringily from the pretty girl’s sexy lips and the priest said softly, "I think so, my child. You were wonderful but we won't know for sure for several days. Now, Sister, we should get dressed and leave before we're missed. But come back here after Vespers a week from tonight and I'll be able to tell you if we won."
At that moment, the immoral priest felt as if he'd never want another woman but he knew that, in a week's time, it would probably change. When he looked at the pretty, innocent Novice wearing her habit, however, he felt a well-deserved pang of guilt and resolved that, if he couldn’t control his sinful impulses, he would find a willing but more mature parishioner.