Priestly
Promiscuity
Chapter
Fourteen
Banging
Bev
Father Murphy was
not very happy about bringing Brother John with him to Heavenly Dove Convent but he had little choice. His unhappiness
was due in part to the increased chance of discovery if two of them were taking
advantage of innocent, and some not so innocent, females. It was, however, due
also to an element of envy of the monk's incredible equipment.
The two of them
operated independently since Brother John had agreed he would no longer deceive
girls in the confessional. And, after their new assignment, John found a likely
and very desirable target for his unbridled and unprincipled lust.
One of Brother
John's assignments was to direct the choir. This choir consisted of about
thirty women and girls ranging from pre-teen to senior citizens. It included
some very appealing young ladies and he knew that some of these were far from
innocent. He would, he resolved, restrict his attentions to that type rather
than seduce any more innocent virgins. Admittedly, had there been another like
Vicki, he was sure he'd have a real problem to hold to his resolution.
One of the singers
was a girl named Bev. She was not a live-in member of the choir. Bev was in her early to mid twenties and he
had originally paid little attention to her. His lustful designs tended to
concentrate on the younger and more buxom members of the group and she did not
fit in this category.
Bev was a
University student, about five feet, three inches tall and, although quite shapely,
she was somewhat slender. Because of his size, particularly his equipment size,
he usually avoided this type. She however constantly teased him. Not in a
serious sexual way but rather, in group settings, by pretending to try to date
him. He played along with it and would act suitably embarrassed. After a week
or so he began to wonder if she was really just doing it for the apparent
reason or if she was, perhaps, inviting more intimate attentions.
Bev was pretty,
dark, and as noted, shapely in a slender, compact way. She claimed to have a
stable of boyfriends that she was constantly making reference to as she offered
to give them all up for him. This, of course, was done in the company of other
choir members so nobody took her seriously. During the second week, however, he
found himself alone with her and she still acted the same way.
"I don't
understand why you won't take me out, Brother John. In the Middle
Ages, the monks were always helping out young ladies, you know. And from more
recent times I'm sure you've heard about Rasputin. But I guess there weren't
many that had as much of God's goodness as he did. It was an obvious reference
to that monk's fabled organ dimensions.
The young monk was
alone with her when she said that and, acting shocked, he replied, "Now,
Sister? You mustn't talk like that. I might think you were serious. And you
know I made my vows so I couldn't go out with you, anyway."
The girl, seeing
his apparent discomfiture, decided to carry her teasing a bit further.
"Oh, Brother John, I don't believe that. All of you monks break your vows.
You'd be vegetables or you'd explode from keeping it all bottled up inside you.
My boyfriends get randy when they go more than a few days without it. You're
not trying to tell me you're a virgin, are you? I don't believe that."
"I wish you
wouldn't talk that way, Bev. And I hope you don't mean that you....like? I hope
you're waiting until God has blessed you through marriage?"
Enjoying herself,
the young woman tried to shock him even more as she said, "C'mon, John?
You don't really expect that, do you? Virgins are a thing of the past. Really, now? Would you throw me out if you found me in your
bed tonight? I doubt that very much."
"Please,
sister. I don't think of you that way.” he lied as he wondered if she'd ever
had anyone as large as he. "It would be a terrible sin.” and he glanced
around to see if there was anyone else in the choir loft with them.
"Don't worry,
Brother John. I'm not going to rape you. Unless you're like
Rasputin. You're not, are you?” Bev said with a laugh. "I might not
be able to resist that."
He could see that
they were alone in the dimly lighted area. To their left, next to the wall,
were two small mattresses that were used by an exercise class. The young woman
caught his surreptitious glance in that direction and suddenly realized she
might be carrying her teasing too far. But then, she thought, it might be fun.
She'd never done it with a virgin and he probably had a lot of pent-up passion.
Since the time her
gym teacher had broken her cherry when she was seventeen, Bev had tried it with
three successive boyfriends but she did not consider herself the least bit
promiscuous. It was pleasant and she enjoyed the gratitude each of them had
shown after she'd let them fuck her but it had been no big deal for her. For
the last three years she'd used a vibrator and an eight inch dildo to satisfy
her physical desires. The dildo gave her a much more satisfying sense of
fullness than her four real life consorts, anyway. But, she thought with a
delicious thrill of wickedness, it might be interesting to see how a monk would
act if she lured him from his vow of chastity.
"Have you
ever been tempted, Brother John?” she asked and, taking his hand and placing it
on the swell of her modest bosom, she added, "Have you ever felt or seen a
woman naked?"
Pretending to try
to draw his hand away, the young monk stammered, "Oh, no. Oh, please,
sister? You shouldn't tempt me?"
"Does that
mean that you're interested, John? Would you like to explore the mysteries of a
female body?" the pretty, young woman said with a laugh as she moved his
hand down over her belly to her groin.
"Bev! What
are you trying to do to me?” he gasped but, as she led him toward the
mattresses, he went along although with feigned reluctance.
"I think it's
time you learned what heaven on earth is like, Brother John. Before you get
tempted by the altar boys." and Bev felt a moistening between her legs as
she thought of teaching this handsome monk about sex. She hoped that he
wouldn't be too quick but, even if he was, it would be a new experience to see
his reaction. John was leaning forward now to hide the evidence of his
erection. She looked a bit on the small side to take it all, he thought, but
he'd had girls her size that could.
"Oh,
Bev? It's a sin? We can"t?” he said in a weak voice as she began
unbuttoning her blouse.
"You help me,
John. You can't go all your life without being fucked.” the young woman said to
further shock him. "How can you preach about the sin of fornication when
you don't know how tempting it can be?” she added as she placed his hands on
her firm, braless breasts.
"But, sister?”
he said breathlessly, feeling the hardness of her engorged nipples pressing
against the palms of his hands. "What if we're seen?" The young woman
felt a pang of pleasure as he rubbed her hard, sensitive nipples and she
unzipped her skirt, allowing it to fall in a heap on the floor.
"But you
don't really want to stop now, do you? You want to fuck me now and then you'll
go to confession and everything will be alright." Then the brazen minx
reached between the folds of his robe and, as her hand grasped the iron-hard
rod, she exclaimed. "My God, John! My God!"
"Bev! Oh,
Bev!” the monk gasped and he squeezed her firmly swelling breasts. "What
are you going to make me do?"
"Oh
my God, Brother John? I
don't know?” the woman replied uncertainly as she opened his robes to see what
she'd felt with her hand. "That's
impossible! You're incredible! It's a monster! I won't be able to take it all,”
she babbled excitedly as she took it in both hands.
Bev's belly
churned as she imagined what it would feel like to take the mammoth weapon
inside her body and she was torn between fear of being hurt and desire to try
it. With her two hands wrapped around the fabulous girth of the nearly foot
long organ, she began to pump it with almost loving strokes. The foreskin was
still partly covering the bulbous, purple knob but it was already dripping with
proof of the monk's arousal.
"Oh,
John? I was joking when
I asked if you were like Rasputin. But you are!” Bev said, breathlessly.
"Are you really a virgin? You've never had this in a girl before?"
"Oh,
no. I thought God made
me like this so? Like? To make it easier for me to be chaste, I think?” the
young monk lied, smiling inwardly at the fabrication.
"I don't
think so, John. If you hadn't kept this a secret, you'd be mobbed with women
wanting to fuck you." and, as she spoke, the young woman peeled his
foreskin back and cupped the slippery knob. ²
At the same time, she placed his hand on her wetly swollen
vulva and asked, "Do you think it'll fit, John? Would you like to try to
put it in there?"
"Bev? Oh,
Bev? Don't touch me this way? It's making me feel? Like? Please, Bev? You know
it's a sin?"
His seeming
unworldly innocence was adding to the woman's intense arousal. She wondered how
he would act after she'd made him fuck her. The thought of being his first was
lewdly erotic to the immoral young lady. He seemed to be tractable enough that,
if it was too much for her, she could make him stop.
"C'mon,
John. It's time you
found out about life.” she said brazenly and she lay back on the mattress, drawing
him down above her. His robe opened and made a tent-like enclosure as he knelt
with faked reluctance between her receptively parted legs. Bev still wore her
blouse but it was open and she was essentially nude. As she lay back, she held
the huge staff with both hands, stroking it with awe.
"But, Bev? We
shouldn't?” he gasped as she pulled him closer. "Have you done this a lot?
Have you had anyone as big as I in you?” he continued in the same shy manner.
"I'm not a
virgin, John. But it's going to be like that when I get you in
"I'm going to
take every inch of that monstrous cock into my cunt, John. Even
if it kills me. You'll forget about your vows. You're going to fuck me
and tell me how much you love having your virgin cock in my hot pussy. That's
what you want to do, isn't it! You want to fuck me!"
"Oh, yes,
sister. Yes Bev. I do.” he said in a soft voice, feeling the snug clasp as the
firm bodied young woman inserted the tip of his throbbing cock into the hot
vestibule of her soft pussy. "Oh, Bev! It's so
hot! I do want to fuck you!"
Bev felt a thrill
of lascivious triumph as she heard him say that and her shapely body shuddered
as his hugeness dilated the elastic orifice. "That's it, Brother John.
Fuck me. Fuck me with your virgin cock. And we'll both learn what heaven
is."
It was time, John
thought, to ease off his act of innocence. Shedding his robe, he kneed her firm
thighs wider apart until they were splayed out a right angles
to her hips. Then he began, slowly, to fuck in and out of the tight receptacle.
Inch by inch he entered and Bev's eyes widened apprehensively with the
increasing penetration, as she watched the mammoth fleshpole gradually
disappear inside her body.
"Is it good, Bev. Are you glad you seduced me? Am I going to satisfy you,
baby.” the monk said as he fingered her cock-stretched cuntlips and pinched her
swollen, rubbery nipples. "Is it better for you with a big cock? I can
hardly wait to get it all inside you, Bev baby."
"Not
too quick, John? Give
me time to adjust?” she replied quickly, believing that his sudden change of
words was due to the excitement of his first fuck. "I've never had such a
big one... Oohhh God, Brother John, you've already got more in me that I've
ever taken before? And you've still got at least four inches to go?"
"You mean I'm
in virgin territory, baby?” he grunted as he hooked his elbows under her knees
and tilted her pelvis higher."Is it going to be
enough?"
"Hannh? Careful, John? Unnnhh! Easy, lover...be gentle...”
the young woman gasped as the distending pressure increased.
"Oohhh baby...oohhh Bev... It feels so good... “ the
young monk moaned and then, liftin her shapely thighs
until they were at her shoulders, he rammed the remaining four inches into her
tortured twat.
"Hunnngghh...unnngghh...” the girl
grunted as she felt her vagina being stretched in every dimension. "Hanngghh...no ...no more...enough..."
It felt to her as if her loins were splitting apart but, despite the almost
unbearable pressure, she thrilled to the intense sensations it produced.
The lustful monk
began to fuck her then as she lay pinioned by the huge dong. Watching her
pretty face for reaction, he screwed her shapely body with long, slow thrusts.
She looked up at him, her big, dark eyes bright with excitement as she urged,
"Yuh...unnh...yuh...fuh...fuh...unnh fuhhcccckk
meee..."
Gradually, he
increased the tempo of his strokes and then he released her legs from their
doubled back, splayed position. For a moment they fell loosely away before,
with a sudden surge of her firmly rounded hips, she locked them around him.
"Huh...huh...hurry
John...cuh...cuh...cuhhmm...gonna cuhhmm...” and her
trim body began to swivel and buck beneath him. The monk felt the pressure in
his balls growing apace and, as the young woman gasped and grunted with her
climax, he rapidly pounded her writhing frame.
"Hunh...hanh...hunh...haaanh...anh...anh...aaaahhhhh...” she panted
and, as her lithe body stiffened momentarily, then went limp beneath him, she
uttered a long sigh of completetion. Brother John came down, full weight on
her, his hands cupping her firm ass cheeks as he drew himself deeper into her
and exploded.
"Aaaahhhhh...aaahhhhh John...” but
her sigh of contentment was broken suddenly by a cry of, "Hunh?...Unnh?...no...no John?...oohhh nooo...” as she felt her cuntsheath being inundated by his
ejaculation. "John! Oh my God, John! I forgot. I forgot to give you a
condom.” but, she remained lying laxly under him as he pumped his two-week
accumulation of gism into her twitching twat.
He raised his
upper body from hers, looking down quizzically, and with a faint smile, Bev
said, "Oh John...It's not your fault... But I should have made you wear a
condom. I don't want you to give me any little monks. And it feels like you
flooded me. Did you like it? Now that I got your virginity, Brother John, are
you going to want to do me again, sometime?"
Continuing to play
on his fictitious innocence, he replied, "I don't know, Bev. It was
wonderful but?” and after a few more cock-draining thrusts, he rolled off her
limply quivering body.
Although they did
not know it Bev and Brother John had been entertaining someone else. One of the
choir girls, Sally, had returned to pick up her hymnal and had almost stumbled
over the writhing pair before seeing them.
Sally was an obese
fifteen year old who had formed a crush on the handsome, young monk. When she
saw what he was doing with Bev, it had made her terribly jealous. And, when he
rolled from the woman's small body, Sally had almost gasped aloud in awe at the
sight of her choir director's mammoth organ. Standing back in the shadows, her
knees shook as she tried to imagine how the smaller woman must have felt with
that impossibly huge weapon inside her.
Out of the corner
of his eye, the young monk saw a movement when Sally edged toward the exit.
Turning his head he looked directly at the fifteen year old and she covered her
eyes as if to indicate she had seen nothing. She almost tripped as she went out
the side door and John turned his attention back to his would-be seducer.
"You know we
can't do this again, Bev. It was a sin.” he said as he began plotting his next
move with the other girl. If she told anyone about what she's seen, he would be
in trouble.
Sally did not tell
anyone. Her fat, young body was consumed by jealousy and juvenile desire. She
had heard enough to believe that the older woman had seduced the handsome,
young man of God. And, alone in her bed, she tried to assuage her
non-religious, lustful emotions with her fingers while she imagined she was
also holding that huge cock.
The impressionable,
young choir girl was a virgin. She was not exactly innocent for she had often
watched her older sister with her boyfriend. But she'd never seen anything like
what she had witnessed this evening. Her sister, who was also a virgin, often
took her boyfriend's penis in her hands and Sally had seen the white, creamy
result of the fondling. But Jan's boyfriend was tiny compared to the monk. The
young girl wondered if she could help her choirmaster to resist the sinful
wiles of the older woman by doing the same for him.