Priestly
Promiscuity
Chapter
Twenty One
Sister
Lisa’s Surrender
The nun observing
young Bonnie’s defloration just as she’d watched
The young nun had
not only a delightful personality but also a most appealing appearance. She was only an inch or so over five feet in
height but her physical assets were most favourably arranged.
Sister Lisa had
large, brown eyes, a small, full-lipped rosebud mouth, two perfectly round,
firm breasts the size of honeydew melons, a narrow waist that flared out nicely
to womanly hips, a deep, well-rounded ass and shapely, if somewhat heavy legs.
Although her
personality and her piety made her a natural to be a nun there was one major
problem. The young nun had an overactive
libido. An older nun had shown her how her sexual urges could be controlled by
helping others…in bed. She was just
beginning to show carefully selected schoolgirls how they could retain their
purity until marriage or, if they chose a cloistered life, to retain it forever
but continue to educate other good Catholics about God and sex.
Now she’d
discovered that every nun did not abstain completely from sex with men. She’d surreptitiously observed that Mother
Ursula and Sister Susan were both spending time alone with Father Murphy and
she had no doubt about what happened when they were alone together. She seen the two nuns afterwards and their
gait, their heavy-lidded eyes and their seeming languor made her certain that
they were fucking.
Brother John gave
a grunt of satisfaction as he pumped the last of his sperm into the buxom
fifteen year old underneath his heavy body and then he rolled off. He saw Sister Lisa in the doorway as her eyes
widened in lustful amazement at the size of the male organ that the young girl
had just taken. Putting her hand to her
mouth she turned and ran.
Brother John
wasn’t worried that Sister Lisa would report him but he saw this as an
opportunity to get into her delightfully compact body. He went from the bed to the shower and after
he put on his robe he sent the two schoolgirls back to their dormitory.
Sister Lisa had
also showered as soon as she returned to her room. She was severely disturbed by what she’d seen
and the disturbance was not as much from seeing the irrefutable evidence of
young Bonny’s defloration, the bloodstained sheet beneath her, as it was her
own burgeoning lust, her sinful desire to be…and she could not find another
word for it…fucked.
The monk went to
the young nun’s modest little room and knocked.
There was no answer but he was sure she was there so he knocked again,
but louder. It was on the third knock
that Lisa decided she had to answer before he awakened others and they’d want
to know what was going on. She slid open
the little peephole.
“Go away!” Lisa
said in a firm whisper. “Haven’t you
sinned enough for one night?”
“Meet me at the
gardener’s cottage Sister,” John whispered in an equally firm tone. “If you’re not there in ten minutes I’ll be
back and we can discuss what you saw right here.”
The virginal but
tormented nun pulled on her robe and knotted the sash tightly around her
waist. It would not take long for her to
put the arrogant and sinful monk in his place.
“Well Sister, did
it make you horny?”
“Please Brother
John…I’m sorry I saw you but don’t you feel at all guilty for debauching that
innocent, young girl?”
“No more than you
do for the debauchment you carried out, I’m sure. Did you ever think that maybe by starting
them out as you do you’re making them more vulnerable to a man’s cock? The two girls I was with tonight were both
completely ready to be fucked. Are you
ready too, Sister?”
“NO! You’re evil!
You’re an evil man!”
The monk was
seated on the rumpled bed where he’d just devirginated the buxom teen, Bonny
and Sister Lisa was standing nervously by the bed only an arm’s length away
from him. As she spoke her gaze was
fixed on the bloodstained sheet and the sight caused her to remember her
glimpse at the weapon that caused it.
Her gaze flicked to the man’s groin and she saw an unmistakable bulge in
his heavy robe. How was she going to
escape?
Like a pouncing
leopard the man reached out and grabbed the nun’s arm and hauled her onto his
lap. As she was on the way down across
his thighs he deftly unfastened the sash and her robe came open so that she was
lying with her bare belly on the coarse fabric of his robe.
“NO! NO!
Let me up!” she demanded but even through the heavy robe she could feel
the large, hard bulge of his organ.
The young woman
was not much more than one hundred pounds and the big man easily flipped her
onto the bed on her back, her unfastened robe flying open to bare her most
intimate regions to his lustful gaze.
Then with a total lack of ceremony the monk was on her, holding her both
wrists with one hand and prying her shapely legs apart with a combination of
hand and shoulder.
“NO! ARRRGHH!! NOOO!” the woman cried out in a
loud whisper, afraid that if she called louder someone would hear them. Her hips rolled down and inward as she tried
to pull back from the man’s face but she couldn’t escape and she felt his hot,
wet mouth slathering over her virgin pussy.
The nun’s desire
to avoid detection may have been from fear of embarrassment or it may have been
a sub-conscious desire to yield to the man’s venereal intent. And his was not the first mouth to taste her
virgin pussy although it was the first male mouth to be there.
After her initial
struggle she ceased to try to twist away although she remained stiff and
tense. John was encouraged to find that
her clean shaven pussy was already wet and slippery with the lubricating juices
that come from sexual arousal. Was it
from her earlier view of Bonny being fucked or had his own assault triggered an
unwilled response? If either of those
acts aroused her, he thought, she’d be a hot fuck.
Taking advantage of her momentary relaxation the randy monk stabbed his agile tongue deep into the young nun’s now wide open cuntal mound. Suddenly, Lisa's whole body convulsed and began to shiver and shake as the invading tongue touched nerve endings deep inside her, nerve endings that her inexperienced juvenile partners had never reached, that had never been awakened before this. She felt the walls of her cunt oozing fluid as the hot tongue worked its way deeper into the unplumbed depths. Before she knew what was happening, her mind seemed to shut down, and her primal body took control. The muscles at the opening of her now slobbering twat clamped down hard on the tongue buried in her depths trying to keep it deep inside her. Other muscles further inside writhed and flexed with instinctive hunger for the as yet unknown penetration. In reflex, she spread her legs outside the man’s shoulders and raised them, tilting her pelvis and making her body even more defenseless to whatever her assailant might want. John knew then that his success was guaranteed and he pulled his tongue from her depths and then moved his lips to her bulging clitoris. Sister Lisa knew the pleasures that a tongue produced when applied to her cum-trigger and when he released his hold on her wrists her hands went to his head but not to push it away. She held him closer as her hips rocked and she mashed her cuntflesh against his lips and tongue. Sister Lisa was now just a bundle of jangled nerves and senses. Her body had betrayed her, her mind had deserted thoughts of chastity leaving the primal animal to bear the brunt of the sexual awakenings that were now exploding across every corner of her uninitiated, virgin, body. Then everything exploded inside her. Her cunt spasmed and bulged and palpitated and sucked and exploded into a million sensations. Her body shook as it was swamped with her first orgasm induced by a man’s tongue.
It was a few minutes before the tremors in her body slowly diminished as she came down off the climactic peak, several further mini orgasms causing her body to shiver violently for a few moments after the first initial peak had passed. Her legs fell weakly to either side of the unwanted lover's head letting him catch his breath. She looked around desperately and guiltily, seeing if anybody had seen what had just happened to her.
The monk moved above the young woman as she
sprawled on the bed, weak in the aftermath of her momentous orgasm, placing his
knees on either side of the beautiful woman's neck, his massive balls laying
gently against her moistened chin, his mammoth cock directly over her face,
presenting her the lewd view of the pulsating, sperm-filled ridge running
beneath it.
Brother John placed both his hands gently
down behind her head and lifted it up off the bed, bending her neck up toward
him so that her pretty face and soft lipped mouth were poised directly in front
of the palpitating head of his penis. He
pushed forward slightly, his bottom rolling on the cushion of her firm breasts
until the tip of his penis was pressed gently between her slightly open
lips. He groaned as he felt the soft
surfaces brush tantalizingly against the sensitive skin of the head.
Lisa suddenly seemed to realize what he was
attempting, and her eyes cleared of the fogged post-orgasmic daze. She looked
up at the big man with wide, pleading eyes.
"Wh…what are you doing to me?"
she moaned plaintively, the fevered touch of his virile cock against her mouth
sending lewd electric shocks racing along her spine.
"Suck my cock," the man hissed
demandingly down at the beautiful face of the helpless, young nun. "Suck my cock Sister just like you suck
little girls’ cunts.” The unprincipled
monk wanted to totally dominate this lovely, young nun and make her his sex
slave.
Sister Lisa resisted for a moment but
intimidated by the close-up sight of the huge penis she surrendered. John rammed the heavy, blood-filled tip of
the thick shaft of flesh forward, crushing through her soft, moist lips into
the wet saliva of her mouth. She could
feel the spongy bluntness of its head sliding the full length of her tongue and
she knew that her situation was hopeless.
Gloating above the nun’s cock-filled face
the man began to undulate his pelvis, sliding the long hardened cock in and out
of her mouth, never quite withdrawing, leaving the hot, swollen head a half an
inch inside the warm, wet cavern of her hollowing cheeks. Lisa closed her eyes tightly to block out the
horrible sight of the curly pubic hairs growing at the thick base of his cock
which rammed mercilessly into her contorted face. She wasn’t consciously sucking him but the
thick log stretched the lips of her little mouth to maximum and the seal caused
her cheeks to puff out and then hollow as he pumped. Saliva filled her mouth
and produced wet, slushy sounds as her mouth was fucked.
Brother John looked down with lewd delight
at the cock-filled face of the helplessly trapped nun skewered lewdly on the
cock in her mouth. He thrilled to the
friction of her wide-stretched lips and she coughed and sputtered when the tip of
his cock brushed her tonsils on the instroke, watching at her tender lips
clasped tighter and tighter around it and her mouth slowly ovalled in
accustoming acceptance to the fleshy invasion. Tonight he would not make her
swallow it all but that obscene success would soon come.
Sister Lisa knew she was beaten, conquered
and began to suck to please, running her tongue wetly around and around the
slippery lubricated head and flicking the tip teasingly into the tiny open slit
of the moist gland. She could feel it
throbbing as though it had a life of its own and would erupt at any moment into
a great gushing fountain of virile male sperm that would flow into her mouth
and throat in a hotly spurting stream.
Her only thought at the moment was to please this big, commanding man of
God, to give him whatever he wanted.
She could feel the involuntary secretions
seeping from her softly pulsing vaginal lips, flowing out around the tender
pink skin and wetting her clean shaven cuntflesh then warmly trickling down the
insides of her quivering thighs and the tightly clenched crevice of her
buttocks to dampen the bed cover below.
Brother John could feel all of himself,
every nerve he possessed, pulsating and throbbing between her lips and into the
moist cavity of her warm, saliva-filled mouth. Never had his cock been sucked so perfectly.
The virgin Sister’s eyes were open but gazed unseeing up to the ceiling, a thin
veil of passion obscuring their dilated pupils.
Her hips and ass writhed on the bed below, her thighs limply kicking out
and then drawing up again as though searching for some invisible lover to wrap
them around and pull up inside of her.
The monk’s loins were growing hot, and he
was sweating and he knew that if he didn't withdraw, he would cum. Tonight he wanted to cum in her virgin cunt,
not her mouth. The pressure building in his testicles slapping against her chin
as she mindlessly slaved to satisfy her conqueror.
John slipped his cock from the warm, moist
confines of the nun’s mouth with a groan of agony, feeling her as she continued
to nibble for a moment longer, swirling her tongue eagerly around and around
its heavy, blood-rigid length. Then he
lifted his buttocks up off her tightly squashed breasts and moved smoothly down
the length of her now hotly pulsing body knowing she was as ready as he
was. He could feel the wet opening of
her hungry pink cunt pulsing in its fleshy desperation.
John easily lifted her limp legs, opening her wide for his assault as he lined the saliva-wetted head of his throbbing tool up on the opening of the swollen love box between the young nun’s legs. He inserted the knob between the lips and pushed it inside. Sister Lisa, the young woman who had moments before been sucking that same cock suddenly came alive as she felt her virgin twat being invaded.She tried to pull herself away from the unwilled invasion but the mattress of the bed was unyielding. Slowly, her lust-scrambled mind began to comprehend that it was the monk’s penis, his obscenely huge sex organ that was being pushed into her untried cunt. The impaling rod felt huge and as hot as a red hot poker. She tried hard to stop the unseen invader from going further into her unplumbed cunt, squirming her butt around in an effort to dislodge it, trying throw off the person on top of her, but the man was not to be deterred from his rapacious course. The head of the impaling rod of man meat had already slithered through the mouth to her sheath, the hot juices leaking from her slit easing the way. She felt as though she was being split asunder. The thick rod of meat was slowly sinking further into her depths. She tried squeezing her inner cunt muscles to force it out, but to no avail.
“NOOOO! OOHHHH NOOO Brother John. NOOO!” the nun wailed as the man leaned over her, his upper body pressing down on her swollen, upthrust breasts. Her virgin cunt was being torn apart, the pain was unbearable. Suddenly, excruciating pain ripped across her loins as the thick hot invading log burst through her cherry as though it was tissue, and then it was sinking deeper inside her agonized tunnel. The horny monk had prepared her sheath well by bringing her off with his tongue first so her inner depths were already soaked in her lubricating juices and the passage into her tunnel felt tight but smooth for his huge, rigid prick. In unconscious reflex as her cherry was demolished the nun’s head arched back against the unyielding mattress. Her neck muscles were as tight as wire, and her tongue was lolling out of her slack mouth, and she was dribbling. Her eyes glazed over in shock and confusion. The pain was so new to her shocked body, her vocal cords refused to operate John was not surprised at finding some resistance to his penetration of the hot luscious cunt beneath him. The pleasure was heightened by knowing he was getting this lovely young woman’s precious virginity. His second virgin this night but this one was even better because she was not merely a young impressionable youngster but instead a mature, young woman who had vowed to retain her chastity. He could feel the slippery juicy walls of her twat caressing his tool, holding it like a glove and when she involuntarily flexed her inner muscles, he nearly blew his load. Definitely Sister Lisa was one of his most memorable fucks. Lisa felt in extreme agony as the thick hot pole invaded her cunt and touched areas inside her that she didn't know existed. There was pain, brief agonizing pain as she felt the hard pole opening up her insides and sinking deeper and deeper. It seemed to go on forever, then she felt the thick knob bump hard against her cervix and push at the mouth of her womb deep inside her unplumbed belly. She felt utterly stuffed, almost a gagging sensation, then the man's hairy groin slammed bruisingly against the tender bulge of her clean shaven mons. Dimly through the agonizing pain, she realized that the man now fucking her had bottomed out deep in her juicing twat. Then she almost fainted as he began to withdraw the invading pole from her depths. The pain in Lisa's tortured cuntal sheath slowly receded as God’s servant began to slide his tool in and out at an ever more quickening pace. The walls of her tortured tunnel began to adjust to accommodate the size of his thick, hard pole, exuding juices over the probing organ, making its passage more bearable. The pain was still there, but it was slowly being overridden by a stronger sensation. It was something that she had unconsciously yearned for in all her young life, and it was expanding rapidly out from deep in her cunt to wash over her whole being. The innocent virgin nun’s primal mind took over her body, swamping it with feelings of exquisite pleasure that was being generated by the relentless skewering of her body by the trusted servant of the Lord. As her religious lover picked up his pace, he straightened up his body so that he could pound her harder. In so doing he changed the angle of the stroke of his cock into Lisa's cunt. She began to gurgle as new sensations spread through her depths and then she was vigorously humping her deflowered cunt back and forth hard against the pounding cock trying hard to suck it deep into her now voracious hole. Brother John was now really pounding his engorged prick deep, his bloated impaling thickness skewering into her, pushing the walls of her pussy aside, expanding her novice fuckwell to accommodate his mammoth size. The well-lubricated walls of her cunt were strained to their limit encasing his throbbing cock. When he withdrew, he had to pull his hips a long way out from her bared ass. The spongy, blood-gorged head of his cock remained entrenched between the moist, clingy lips of her hairless twat, ready to again plow headlong into the heated juice filled depths of her vaginal cavern. When he rammed his thick cock back into her grasping quim on each inward thrust, his pelvis would noisily slap into her belly, his balls bouncing in the crevice of her upturned ass. Slurping and shloshing sounds came from between their joined bodies as he fucked her deeply. Lisa felt her senses reeling, her passion climbing higher and higher, her cunt sensitized by its earlier tonguing She continually undulated her pelvis like an experienced whore, working her heated cunt around the man's thrusting, stabbing tool. To her scrambled mind, it felt like an incredible red hot pump pushing into her inner being.
The monk could feel the nun’s inner muscles sucking on his hot bloated cock as he plumbed her grasping depths, his cock sliding easily in and out of her stretched and sopping cunt. His balls were bunching up really tight in his scrotum and he knew that it wouldn't be much longer before his pent up load would explode deep into her squirming twat. Suddenly Lisa again felt everything around and in her exploding and she uttered a long squeal of surprise as her overheated cunt reached and then went up over the peak. She was cumming and cumming hard, and shewas cumming on a man's hot pounding cock for the first time in her young life. It was a feeling that she would never forget. With tightly suppressed gurgling and an escaped squeal or two, she writhed and thrust her hips up against his pelvis, so that the invading cock would stay buried deep inside her as she climaxed. Brother John held Sister Lisa’s naked body hard against his pelvis as his throbbing prick gushed and spurted, flooding her insides with his pent up cream, filling her tunnel till it overflowed. Even in her tumultuous state, her mind was dimly aware of the hot fluids leaking between the stretched lips of her cunt out around the base of the man’s deeply buried cock and dribbling down the insides of her straining thighs. She humped even harder against his spurting prick trying to suck it deeper into her bulging belly. The boiling juices exploding against the walls of her sucking cunt triggered a further orgasm deep inside. Wailing and moaning through clenched teeth she went over the peak once again, almost passing out as her overworked, overshocked mind tried hard to shut out all that was happening to her. At last her orgasm
subsided, and Lisa's body allowed itself to relax. She could feel the gism
dripping from her cunt around the monk’s still-engorged cock. Her virginity was gone, demolished in a
sinful orgy of lust but as she felt the cunt-filling cock flex in a
post-orgasmic spasm she had no regret.
God made her like she was and would surely forgive her this time…and the
next and the next.
"We'll only do what you want, Lisa.
But I think you'll want that, baby. You're a hot-blooded woman and you'll want
everything," he said as he helped
her to her feet. Quietly, the deflowered young woman dressed and, her body sore
from the extended reaming of her first-fucked cunt, she walked gingerly back to
her room.
Brother John’s virile young body was
drained and his scheduled visit to his home monastery was a needed break. He packed that night for an early departure
next morning.