Priestly Promiscuity

Chapter Twenty Four

Setting Up Sarah

Sister Sarah was in a quandary. She thought that she ought to report what she'd seen. She was sure she should. But she didn't know whom she could talk to. Sarah was an outsider. Even after three years in the Order, she did not feel as if she belonged. And, if she couldn't tell the Mother Superior, then who could she turn to. Not the priest, obviously, because he was involved, too. Finally after worrying over it for three daysshe decided that the monk could help her out of her dilemma.

Sarah's problem was that she'd seen the priest in bed with the Mother Superior. And then she'd seen him fuck Christina. And then with the Mother Superior, again. This was a sin. Sarah knew it was a sin because it was because of sinning that way that she, herself, was in the convent.

The nun felt like an outsider for two reasons. One was her size. She was almost six feet tall and weighed a solid one hundred seventy five pounds. The other was that she felt that she was an imposter. She had to appear pure but she was most definitely not. Not from the time her uncle had seduced her at age eleven until she had been sent here at seventeen could she have been considered pure. Of course it now appeared that she was not the only impure nun in the convent.

The nun, at eleven, had already been a very big girl. It was her size, initially, that had caught her Uncle Charley's eye. He had just moved in to live with her mother, his older sister, a single-parent. At twenty, he was a rather unprincipled young man who believed, 'if they're big enough, they're old enough'. And, in his mind, his plump five foot seven inch niece with the two oranges showing on her chest was definitely big enough and, therefore, old enough.

It had all started shortly after he moved in. Sarah had just come from the shower and was wearing a light sweater that she'd outgrown and skimpy shorts that made her plump bottom look even larger than it was. He met her in the upstairs hallway.

"My God, Sarah. You're getting to be a big girl now, aren't you?" he said as, playfully he put his hands on her breasts. The two orange-sized mounds were clearly outlined beneath the too tight sweater and, when he squeezed them, the girl giggled nervously.

"I'm almost twelve, Uncle Charley. But I wish the rest of me wasn't so big? Do you think I'm too big? Like? I mean, for a girl?"

"I like big girls.” he said, "Especially one that are big up here.” and he gave her breasts another squeeze toshow her what he meant. "Have the boys started bothering you yet, Sarah?"

"Well, not 'zackly, Uncle Charley? But they make fun of me coz I'm so big. They keep askin' me to play football coz I'm bigger'n most of the guys my age. 'Cept, when I do, they keep grabbin' me...you know? Like, where you got me now only they hurt."

"Has your mother taught you how to handle them? Do you know what they'll try to do to you?"

"Uh? I don't think so, Uncle Charley? She don't talk to me much?” and as she answered, the big young girl looked at her uncle questioningly, as if waiting for him to tell her more. Since his arrival she had watched everything he did and even knew that he had a girlfriend who was not as big as she. Of course his girlfriend was almost twenty and Sarah hoped that, someday, she could be his girlfriend instead. She didn't think, or know, that his being her uncle made any difference

Charley noticed that she had not tried to pull away from him and, as they stood in the hallway, he continued to squeeze her firm, young tits. He looked at the rest of her body, seeing that she had wide hips and big, strong thighs. She was quite plump but looked firm and she really had no waist but she certainly looked big enough to give a guy a good ride. He wondered if she was still a virgin?

"What do you know about guys and girls, Sarah? Like? Has your mom told you how to handle guys? Like, when they start going after you?"

"No? I don't think so? Whaddya mean, Uncle Charley?"

"Well...like... Has she told you about your body? And what happens to a girl when she...like? When she gets older?"

"Do you mean? Like? When I get bigger up top? Like I started, now? Is that what you mean?"

"Sort of, Sarah. That's part of it. Have boys tried to do things to you yet?""

"I don't know what you mean, Uncle Charley? Do what?"

"Let's go sit on the bed, Sarah. I think we should have a little talk.” he said as he led her into the nearest bedroom and, compliantly, the young girl sat on the big, wide bed.

The twenty year old sat on the edge of the bed beside his niece and asked, "Hasn't your mom told you about that sort of thing? I mean, about guys and girls?"

"N.no? I don't think so? Like? What do you mean, Uncle Charley?"

"Well, Sarah, I guess you're old enough to know. In fact, when I see how you're growing, you likely need to know. And since I'm your uncle, she may be expecting me to show you."

The big eleven year old stirred uneasily, wondering what he meant. She didn't have any close friends so she had not been involved in the usual girl-talk where most girls got their first knowledge of this sort. Incorrect though that knowledge usually was.

"Do you know what boys are going to try to do with you, Sarah? Have any of them tried anything yet?"

"N.no? I don't think so?” the girl replied uncertainly.

"Maybe you're still too young, then. You're such a big girl that I have difficulty remembering that you aren't twelve yet. I guess it can wait until you're older? It's just that you're getting pretty big up here? And that's going to attract the boys to you. Have you? Like? Have you started having your period yet?"

"Yeah? I been...like... For 'most a year, Uncle Charley? Why?"

"Well... I guess that means you're getting mature, Sarah. Perhaps we shouldn't wait until you're twelve. But I don't know if I ought to be the one who shows you. Your mom hasn't asked me to. Not yet. She may be planning to have someone else show you?"

"Oh, Gee, Uncle Charley. I'd rather have you show me,” the girl said innocently. In the month that he'd been there, she had become very attached to him. She had grown up in a manless house and it had been real fun having this good looking young man around. She liked him a lot.

"I don't know, Sarah? If I do, then we'd better not tell your mother? Just in case she doesn't want me to be the one?" The immoral young man had no qualms about what he was planning. Her youth was, in his mind, not a factor. If he didn't do it, then some other guy would, and probably pretty soon. And the incestuous nature of what he would do did not bother him either. He had been sneaking looks at his ten years older sister since he was twelve and his initiation had been by his sixteen year old cousin when he was fourteen.

"I won't tell, Uncle Charley. I want you to be the one to show me. Like, since I don't have a real dad or nothin'. Show me, Uncle Charley. Mom ain't gonna be home fer three hours. Can yuh show me before she gets home?" The buxom adolescent was not sure what her uncle was going to show her but it must be a kind of grownup thing because of the way he'd been talking. And she wanted to be grownup. She was already bigger than most of the teenage girls in her school.

The young man put his hands on the girl's shoulders and pushed her down on her back on the bed. She lay back trustingly as he slid his hands under her tight sweater. "What're yuh gonna do, Uncle Charley?” she asked, disturbed by his touch. His hands on her bare breasts gave her a funny feeling in her belly.

"I need to find out how grown up you are, Sarah. Like, if you're old enough. I'll touch you in different places and you can tell me how it feels to you. Do you know how babies are made?"

The big, young girl blushed as she replied, "Uh, well? Not 'zackly, Uncle Charley? Like, I been told that...like? Promise yuh won't laugh. I been told that the man gets inside down here, somehow? And after that the woman has a baby...a long time after...is that right?"

"It's sort of like that, Sarah. He gets in her and then he shoots some cream in her. And girls can get babies too, you know. That's why you should know about it. If you don't then some boy may get in you and make a baby. Do you want to learn more?"

As he talked, the horny young man had been rubbing her firm, budding breasts and the nipples were now hard and pressing into his palms. "Does what I'm doing now make you feel good?"

"Uh? I think so? Uh, I feel kinda funny...down in my stomach?"

"That's a sign that you're old enough, Sarah.” Charley said as he pushed the tight sweater up and began to pull it off over her head.

"Whatcha doin'?” the girl asked as she raised her shoulders to allow him to bare her upper body. "Are yuh sure it's OK fer me to letcha do this?"

He gently pinched her hard, rubbery nipples and she gasped, "Geeze, Uncle Charley. Oh, Geeze. I like that! I do."

"It's all right for you to let me do this because I'm just teaching you about your body, Sarah. I'm trying to help you grow up. But you shouldn't let anyone else do this to you, Sarah." And then he moved one hand slowly down over her belly to the waistband of her skimpy shorts. She lay unresisting as he unbuttoned the fastenings and then she arched her hips off the bed to let him push the shorts down over her plump thighs.

The big eleven year old girl was now completely nude. She lay there docilely on her back, her thighs pressed together, as her twenty year old uncle fondled her budding, young breasts while he said in a soft, conspirational voice, "You're really going to be something by the time you're sixteen, Sarah." He squeezed the two apple-sized tit-mounds, and she felt a thrill of juvenile pride when he added, "Not many girls your age are so well developed."

He placed one hand on her lower abdomen and asked, "Have any of the boys tried to touch you there, Sarah"

"No. Well, not 'zackly? I guess Billy kinda rubbed his hand against me there but? Why, Uncle Charley? Why're yuh askin' me that? Ain't I s'posed to let him, if he tries again?"

"That's right, Sarah. If you let the boys touch you like this, you'll get too excited and you won't be able to stop them when they try to do other things. I'm going to show you what may happen so you'll understand." She was definitely maturing. Along with her precociously developed breasts, her hips had widened and, although she was thick, she had a definable waist. Her thighs were round and thick and she already showed promise of the big, shapely woman she was to become.

"Do you ever touch yourself down here, Sarah?” Charley asked as he slid his hand down to the fat bulge of her sleek, hairless mons.

"Uh, no. That is? Uh? Maybe, like, when I wash myself there. Why? Ain't I s'posed to, Uncle Charley?"

The girl's plump thighs were pressed together and only the tip of her slit was visible. Gently he insinuated a finger there. "Open your legs, Sarah. And tell me if you feel anything when I touch you there."

"Uh? Like? Yer gonna touch my? my? my pussy? Is that what yer gonna do, Uncle Charley?” the big youngster asked as she parted her thighs just enough to give him limited access to her fat, smooth-skinned young vulva.

Noting her reluctance, the young man took his hand away. "I don't think you're ready to learn yet Sarah. I know you're a big girl but I think you're still too young to be taught about all this.

"But? But? I want to know, Uncle Charley. I want you to teach me.” and she spread her legs wider apart. "Touch me there, Uncle Charley. It's OK. I'll letcha do it."

Now his hand could cup the smooth plumpness of her cunt and carefully he wormed his finger between the soft, sleek labia. The girl looked up at him, wide-eyed, and then, when his probing digit pressed on the hood over her clit, she felt a strange thrill shoot through her pubescent loins. "Oh Gee! Geeze! Oh, Uncle Charley! What're yuh doin'?”

"I'm just helping you to learn about your body, Sarah. I'll show you what you can do when...like...pretty soon you're going to get strange feelings in your belly and I'm going to show you how you can take care of them. And you'll have fun doing it, too. What does it feel like to you?"

"Oh, Uncle Charley? It feels like? I dunno? Like when yuh rubbed my bubs only better?"

The big, young girl lay there docilely as he continued to rub his finger back and forth in the soft, sensitive slot. It was only a few seconds, ten at most, when he was rewarded by the oily evidence of her adolescent excitement. Aided by the lubrication, he concentrated his touch on the

hard little button of her clitoris which was now erect and peeking out from under its hood.

"Do you still like that, Sarah? Does it feel good to you?"

"Uh? Unnh? Ohh, Uncle Charley! It makes me feel so funny? I don't know?"

The scheming young man took his finger away. "I think I'd better stop, Sarah. If you don't like it?"

"Oh no. No. Don't stop, Uncle Charley! Not now! I like it. I like it a lot! And it's gettin' even better. Don't stop!"

Once more he began to rub her increasingly wet labia and, as he did, the fat lips swelled and parted to reveal the small, pink inner slot. He moved his finger firmly over the hard, little nubbin of her clit until he sensed that she was about to cum. And then he stopped again.

"Ahh...noo... Uncle Charley? NOOO? Don't stop. Pleease don't stop?"

The innocent eleven year old did not know what was happening but she did know that she'd never felt like this before. She could hardly breathe and she felt warm all over, especially in her belly.

"Oohhh... oohhh yesss Uncle Charley...” she sighed when his fingers again caressed her throbbing, young pussy. "Hunh... unhh...unnnh.” she panted and her hips began to jerk as her thighs clamped tightly on his wrist. The girl heaved and writhed and gasped as, for the first time in her young life, she had an orgasm.

"No...no...not any more... Don't...” she whimpered as, in the aftermath of her climax, the sensations from his fingers on her clit became different. "No more... don't touch me there..."

"Did you like that, Sarah? Do you know what happened?"

"Hanh...annh... N.no?...hanh...I mean...annh...what did you do to me...annh...I?...I liked it...annh...but?”

"You just came, Sarah. You had an orgasm. It's called, cumming. Boys will try to get you started like that and then...well... When you're getting excited like that, they'll try to do other things to you. Could you have stopped me if I'd tried to take advantage of you? Like, if I'd tried to get on you and fuck you?"

"Hannh...annh...whaddya mean, Uncle Charley? I don't know nothin' 'bout fuckin'? 'Cept the girls say it's s'posed to be fun? You can do it, if yuh want...I guess?"

"I don't think I ought to, Sarah. But boys will try to feel your body and get you excited so you won't stop them. You'll want them to do it. Do you know what they'll try to do? Like, have you ever seen...heard about fucking?"

"Ahh...oh Gee, Uncle Charley? I?...I?...Not much. Just what I said before...like...ain't that how to get babies. But fer sure I wouldn't let them do it to me. It ain't like with you. Is it? Like? When they do it? Does it make a girl feel like yuh made me feel with yer hand?"

"It does, Sarah. Even better. Do you want me to teach you more? Like, to show you how it's done? Do you know how a guy gets?"

"Whaddya mean, Uncle Charley?” the young girl asked and now, as his finger returned to her clitoris, she spread her thighs wider apart and did not protest. "You mean? Like? How does he get when he's try'n to? Like? Try'n to fuck a girl?"

"That's right, Sarah.” the young man said, encouraged by the fact that she'd said the word fuck. "Have you ever seen what a guy looks like down there? I mean, between his legs? Have you ever touched a boy there? On his cock?"

"Uh, not really, Uncle Charley. I seen little boys and I know they got a thing and...like...it kinda sticks out."

"I'll let you feel mine.” the scheming young man said as he took her hand, placing it under his sweatpants on his throbbingly erect penis.

"Oh Geeze, Uncle Charley! Oh Geeze!” she gasped. "It's so big and hard! I din't know it wuz so big?” but her fingers instinctively wrapped around the thick shaft.

"Oh yes, Sarah. Oh yesss.” he sighed as he slipped off his sweats. to bare his lower body. "I like the way you're holding me.” and he began to fuck the girl's warmly clasping hand. And he continued to caress her wet, slippery vulva, and finger the soft, fleshy slit.

"Do you understand now what fucking is?"

"Is it like this, Uncle Charley? Does the guy? Like? Is this what you do with your girlfriend? Does she hold you while you touch her?"

"No, that's not quite it, Sarah. I get on top of her and... No, Sarah. I think you've learned enough for today. I'd better not tell... show you the rest…"

The pubescent youngster was again getting the delightfully exciting feeling in her loins and she protested, "Please, Uncle Charley? Please won'cha show me? Pretend I'm her and show me what yuh do with her?"