®¯¯Brother John had seen Sister Sarah around the convent but he had paid little attention to her

Priestly Promiscuity

Chapter Twenty Six

Satisfying Sarah

From then on, until she was seventeen, Sister Sarah had been a willing and increasingly skilled partner to her unprincipled uncle. It had continued for two years after he was married and ended only when her sister-in-law caught them together with Sarah on her knees giving her uncle a quick moment of relief with her now skilled mouth. Which was why Sarah was now in the convent.

But that was over three years ago. Sister Sarah had foresworn all such sinful pleasures and, although she was still regularly tormented by lustful thoughts, she did not even masturbate. It was God's will. At least, so she had believed until now.

The young nun could not go to her Mother Superior because she had sinned with the priest. And she couldn't go to the priest because he had not only sinned with Mother Ursula but also with Christina. Her only refuge appeared to be the young monk and, with nervous reluctance, she made her way to his room.

"Uh, Brother John, uh.” the statuesque nun stammered as the big monk stood in the doorway. "Uh, I'm Sister Sarah and....like.... I need to talk to someone.”

Brother John had seen Sister Sarah around the convent but he had paid little attention to her. He had naturally noticed that she was very tall but, since she was one of the few who still wore the traditional nun's habit, he had been unable to see what she really looked like. Therefore, when he answered the knock at his door and saw the nun dressed, somewhat immodestly, in only a too-small terrycloth robe, he did not, at first, recognize her

"Come in. Come in.” the young friar said as soon as he realized that this was the tall sister he had seen occasionally around the convent. "We'll talk about whatever you want, Sister." But the horny monk's mind was immediately beset by thoughts of things other than talking. This young woman was like a somewhat sleeker version of the housemaid, Vicki, and he remembered what a marvelous time he'd had with that big, young virgin.

"I...I don't know how to start, Brother John? It's about Mother Ursula...and Father Murphy?"

"Oh? And what about them?” John asked, wondering if she'd seen them in bed together.

"Well, Brother John? It's...like? They're breaking their vows. I've seen them. And? And...well? Father Murphy has...like? He's even done it with one of the students. I think we have to go to someone and tell. Like, this is a convent and? Don't you agree, Brother John?" But, as she haltingly told her story, the perceptive nun could see that the monk's eyes were hotly surveying her body and she wished she'd worn a longer robe.

"Sit down, Sister Sarah. Sit down and I'll try to explain it to you, my dear.” the friar said as, taking her hand, he led her over to his bed. "I know they're breaking their vows but... How long have you been in the Order, Sister?"

"Why, almost four years, Brother John? Why do you ask?"

"And haven't you seen this before, Sarah? I mean, with other priests and nuns?"

"You mean? Like? What they were doing? Oh no, Brother John! Never!” she exclaimed, shocked by what he was suggesting.

"God does not expect us to suffer unnecessarily, Sister. We are forbidden to marry but... There are times when He knows we will need to dull the pangs of desire. Have you never done that, Sister? Are you still a virgin?” and as he asked the question, the monk sat on the bed beside the nun and placed his hand on her bare knee.

"Oh no, Brother John. That is... I've never seen that before. I... I'm not...like? I'm not pure but..."

"Are you never tempted, Sister Sarah? You must be sometimes, at night? Do you never...like...satisfy yourself?"

The nun became aware of the movement at his crotch, under his robe and remembered the many times she had tossed and turned at night with the hot desire for her uncle's sexual solace. "But, Brother John? I thought? Like? I thought it was a mortal sin?"

"Perhaps you should tell me more, Sister. You say you're not a virgin? It must have happened before you joined the Order? Was it just once? Was it an unpleasant experience?” and as he spoke, his hand slid slowly higher on her long, full thigh.

"Uh? Uh, no...yes... I mean, it happened many times, Brother John. And it wasn't unpleasant. I? I? Uh, I liked it, but?” and her belly churned as his gentle touch ignited the hot memories of her many couplings with her uncle.

"You may be torturing yourself unnecessarily, Sarah? If you enjoyed it? Release from our desires helps us to devote ourselves more completely to God's works, you know. Did you? Like? Were there many times? Many men?"

"Only one, John. Only one man. But...but... It started when I was eleven. Are you sure that God condones it? I mean here? In the Convent?"

"Oh yes, my dear. He does. Do you feel? Like? I have been so busy recently that...like? Perhaps we can help each other?” and the horny monk tugged at the tie that held the young woman's robe together.

"Do you mean? Like? Do you mean we should do what they were doing?” the nun stammered, a surge of lust coursing through her loins.

I'm sure of that, Sarah. Especially since you've been fucked before. I'm sure that you need to be fucked.” the friar said, hoping that his use of the crudely direct term would further weaken the young nun's reluctance. "You're a big woman, Sister. And God has equipped me to satisfy big woman such as you." And, with that statement, he took her hand and placed it under his robe on his semi-erect dong.

"OH, BROTHER JOHN! Oh, God!” the young woman gasped as her hand instinctively wrapped around the thickness of his huge organ. "But? Oh?” she stammered, her mind filled with the vivid recollections of the pleasures she'd enjoyed during her sinful years of dalliance with her immoral uncle. It had been almost four years since she had experienced the thrilling sensations of being filled by a hard cock but she was sure that her uncle's had been much smaller than what she now held in her hand. "Oh, Brother John?” she said, weakly, as he opened the front of her robe to reveal her big, lush body.

"You have been thinking about it, haven't you.” he stated as his hand dipped between her slightly parted thighs to touch the soft, swollem lips of her throbbing pussy. They were already wet and slippery and, as he pushed her down on her back, she sighed, surrendering to the monk's immoral intent.

"Are you sure, Brother John? I mean, like, is this really all right in God's eyes?” Sarah whispered as the long banked fires of desire flamed in her belly.

"You're marvelous, Sister Sarah.” the horny friar exclaimed as he saw her nude body. "I know God wants you to be satisfied so you can devote yourself better to His works." His hands moved caressingly over the big woman's firm, pneumatic flesh. She was big but perfectly shaped. Her breasts were very large; two perfectly rounded mounds topped by long, upthrust nipples. With maturity, her waist had narrowed so that, as she lay back acquiescently, she displayed a sexy curvaceousness from her shoulders, narrowing in to her waist and then spreading out to her wide hips. Her full thighs were barely separated but, at their apex, her dark bush covered the convexity of her plump mons.

"Tell me what you're thinking, Sarah. Do you have pleasant memories of being fucked. Did you enjoy it when you had a cock inside your hot cunt?” John asked, continuing to use the crude terms as he stroked the fat, slippery lips of her vulva. And then he slipped off his robe to reveal his hugely erect organ to her hot gaze.

As her other hand moved unthinkingly to grasp the thick, long tool, the monk lifted her big body higher on the bed and he kneed her thighs apart. "Are you ready now, Sister Sarah? Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked, knowing what the answer was.

Looking up at the big, handsome man, the nun capitulated to the fiery heat of lust in her loins. Her uncle had trained her well and, during the nearly seven years of their relationship, she had been stripped of every vestige of maidenly modesty. Now, as she tilted her broad pelvis and drew the mammoth fuckpole closer to her steamy twat, she gasped out her own lewd litany of lust.

"Fuck me, Brother John. Fuck me with your big, hard cock. I believe you. God must want us to have relief. I want you inside me. I want to feel that huge prick up in my cunt. Drive that monster right up into my belly and fuck me."

This was no innocent virgin. She was not like the nun Lisa nor like the schoolgirls he had been servicing. She was a mature, experienced, sex-starved woman. As she guided him expertly to the hot wetness of her swollen, soft labial slit, he arched his hips forward. He felt the incredibly pliant flesh part as he entered the vestibule, its snug wetness enclosing the bulbous knob.

"Brother John? Oh, Brother John?” the woman exclaimed as she felt her long empty fuckwell being distended by his thickness. She knew now that he was much, much bigger than her uncle and she had a momentary fear of his size. Then, as he pushed slowly deeper into her hungry cunt, she relished the distention of her vagina, the walls smoothing as it stretched around the mammoth pole.

"Oh yes, Sister. Oh yes.” he sighed as her body enclosed him. And then, carried away by passion, he rammed the foot long shaft up into her big, firm body.

"Hunngh...uuunnngghhh...” the nun grunted as she was skewered by the gargantuan fleshpole. She flung her long legs wider apart and, for a moment, she retreated from the incredibly deep penetration of her long empty vaginal cavity. "Oh my God!“ she gasped. "Oh, John! Brother John!” she panted as her cuntwalls expanded to accommodate his fierce thrust.

It was like riding a bicycle. Once learned, never forgotten. She had not been fucked for four years and had tried to blank out that part of her developing years. Now, as she was filled to a previously unknown depth, all the skills that her unprincipled uncle had taught her from the time she was eleven until, at seventeen, her sex-life had been interrupted, were suddenly brought in to play. Sarah's long legs lifted and twined with his and, using that for leverage, the big, tall woman undulated under the monk. Her arms wrapped around his back and she heaved her firm, wide hips up to him, thrilling to the feeling of being filled and plumbed by the huge dong.

"Hunngh...yunngh...fuck...fuck...fuck mmeeee...” she panted in hot passion. "Ram it in me. Make me cumm... Wanta cummm..."

The friar wallowed on her lush body, her huge breasts rolling beneath his chest like two firm pillows, her belly bulging to his and her wide, deep pelvis rocking rhythymically.

"Faster...unnnh...harder...” she gasped as she felt the approach of her climax. "Give it to me...hannh...give it to me...” she pleaded as she felt the approach of her climax. Then, as her loins convulsed with the burning heat of impending release,her legs locked around the monk's hips and she arched her body upward, drawing him into unexplored depths. The woman, in the heat of her passion, was jerking and writhing like a speared fish, straining up to her hugely endowed lover.

The friar felt the spasmodic contractions of her elastic sheath as it seemed to be trying to draw him deeper into her hot fuckwell and he ground hard against her furry pelvis. His own peak was close and, as her snug channel milked his throbbing cock, the paralyzing sensation of his own orgasm gripped him. His heavy testicles rested in the valley between her upturned asscheeks and, from their painfully swollen source, his semen coursed along the length of his shaft to explode into the nun's tightly gripping vagina.

Sarah, for an endless moment, was rigid beneath him, her belly afire in the ecstasy of her climax. Then, as the first hot jet of his cum shot into the inner depths of her spasming, milking cuntwell, she collapsed under him. She lay, limp and breathless, as he fucked her with long strokes, reaming the sensitive sheath and, for the moment, completing her release.

As Brother John came down, full weight, on the big woman's firm, shapely body, her long legs once more twined with his. "Aaaaahhhh...” she sighed breathlessly. "Aaaahhhh God, John....it's been so long...” and she wriggled her pelvis sensuously against his. "You're not done yet, are you?” she panted. "You can do me again, can't you?" Her uncle, although not nearly as large as her present partner, had made up for his size with his unusual stamina. Many times during her teens, the woman had benefitted from this ability and now, after her four year denial, she was expecting this marvelous man to be the same.

"You're a big, hot piece aren't you, Sister Sarah. I'll try.” the momentarily drained friar panted as he felt his snugly enclosed prick being caressed by her continuing internal muscular spasms. "You love being fucked, don't you, baby. Who's been giving it to you since you got here?"

"Ohh, Brother John. I haven't... I haven't had it since... since I joined the Order. But I do... I love it... And you're so big... so much bigger than Uncle Charley... I want you to fuck me and fuck me and fuck me...” and she punctuated her words by rocking her lush hips.

"Did he fuck you a lot, Sarah? Did you have a lot of guys?"

"Only him, Brother John. But he did it a lot. After that first time... And I wanted it, too. Did you ever do it with an eleven year old? Was I different? I mean, was I extra young?"

"Younger than most, Sarah. But you must have been ready. And now you're fabulous, you know. Was it always like this for you? I mean, on your back? I bet you'd be great on your knees, too, baby.” and as he spoke, he began again to fuck her acquiescent body with his rapidly hardening organ.

"Do you want me that way, John.” the woman asked as she looked up at him. "I like it that way, too. But not in my ass. You're too big to do me that way. Uncle Charley said I was best on my knees because it made me tighter. I'll suck your cock, too if you want. He said I was real good at that. That's what I was doing when we got caught."

The big, shapely nun, now that she had surrendered to her lascivious inclinations, lost all of her convent-acquired modesty and, as the monk dismounted and said, "Oh yes, baby. Get on your knees.” she quickly quickly rolled over and knelt with her big, round ass thrust high. Kneeling behind her, he directed his thick prick between the wet, soft lips of her plump pussy and, as he slowly buried its full length in her snug sheath, she looked back over her shoulder at him.

"Oohhh John...that feels so good.... Have you fucked many women? How old were you when you fucked the first one? How old was she?” Sarah asked as she wriggled her ass and pushed back against him.

He reached under her chest to cup her firm, heavy breasts and, as he screwed her, he told her about being seduced by his teacher and then breaking in his young fellow student.

"Brother John!” she exclaimed, her libido incensed by his explicit description. "You're awful. I bet you've been fucking the girls here, too, haven't you?” she asked but, for now, he decided not to admit that. Instead he said, "I want you on top, baby. I want to watch your face while you fuck me."

As she mounted him, the nun smiled sexily. "Have you fucked any girls who had trouble taking your big cock, Brother John? Have you deflowered a lot of virgins? I want you to tell me about them while you give it to me." Then, as she lowered her firm, wide hips and the mammoth fleshpole dilated her elastic sheath, she gasped, "Oh John...oohhh... Uncle Charley won't be able to satisfy me now... I love the way you stretch my cunt... And go so deep..."

The monk caressed her full, firm body, squeezing her large breasts and stroking her silken flanks and the convexity of her belly with its dimpled navel. The nun rode him with the skill acquired during the more than three hundred sessions with her uncle and, as she did, she continued to talk.

"Who else have you screwed here, Brother John? Have you given it to Mother Ursula like Father Murphy has? Have you fucked any of the students? Tell me, John. Tell me while you fuck my hot cunt. Talk to me."

"Oh, baby. I can't. All I can think of is you, baby. And I'm getting close again. You're so good I can't last much longer.” her said as she rode him with long, smooth strokes.

"Hannh...me too...annh...but? Oh, Brother John? We should be using a condom... You'll get me pregnant... Oohhh John... it's close... I'm almost there...” she gasped as she felt the growing heat in her belly.

The horny monk began to thrust up into her in time with her rocking motions and, as she gasped breathlessly, he felt the first contractions of her tightly muscled fuckwell. He squeezed her big tits and she pushed down hard, her hotly milking sheath seeming to try to draw his balls right up into the spasming sheath.

"Cumm...annh...cumming...annhh...there...” the nun moaned as she rocked her wide hips and her sheath sucked on his deeply imbedded cock. "Cum with me...annh...cummm John... I want to feel it in me, Fuck me Brother John... all the way...Give it to me...”

she chanted as she suddenly stiffened and jerked in the throes of climax.

The monk held her firm-fleshed hips and drove up into the heat of her clasping fuckwell and, after a seemingly endless moment, the shapely nun began to move again.

"Yess Brother John...oohhhh yesss...” she gasped as she raised and lowered her hips. The woman pushed her belly forward on her upstroke, causing a delicious tightening of her already tight channel, then pulled it back on the downstroke so that all of his twelve inches penetrated her still spasming cunt.

She felt the sudden enlargement of the huge fleshpole and knew what was happening. "Cummm baby...cummm...cummm in me John...” she moaned and, as the first jet of boiling gism spurted up into her, she pushed down. Rocking her pelvis, she milked the successive, bucking shots of creamy cum into her gaping cumwell. Then, with the knowledge of many such occasions, she raised and lowered her body to drain the last hot drops into her flooded fuckwell.

"Sarah, baby...Sarah...” the monk sighed as she slowly massaged his deflating organ with her softly muscled vaginal well. "My God... you're fabulous...the best...” and he caressed her rounded form while she settled down on his smaller, but still sizeable dong.

"You could fuck me again, couldn't you, Brother John.” she said, not as a question but as a statement. "But I've had enough for tonight. Are you going to do me again? I mean, like, tomorrow?"

When she left, ten minutes later, she was still aching from the satiating session and was untroubled by her sinful transgression. She thought only of the next time...and the next...and the next.