Priestly
Promiscuity
Chapter Twenty Nine
Sherry
Sets Up June
That night, after
lights out, her friend June came to her bed and Sherry wasn't sure what to do.
She knew that she should leave because the priest would be waiting for her but,
in order not to arouse suspicion; she remained with the other girl. It was
quick, but it just whetted Sherry's appetite for Father Murphy's ministrations
as she and June made another journey to
Impatiently, the
fourteen year old waited until she was sure that June was asleep, then she crept quietly from her bed to go to the gardener's
cottage. Her friend was not asleep, frustrated by not being able to remain in
her partner's arms as she usually could. She saw Sherry leave and, curious and
suspicious, she followed her.
Father Murphy had
almost given up on the girl when he heard her fumbling with the catch on the
door. Sherry went right to the bedroom where, this afternoon, she'd been made a
woman and said, "Didja think I chickened out,
Father? I got held up by June. She came to bed with me and...like...
I couldn't leave 'thout makin' her 'spicious.”
"So I guess
you're satisfied, then?” the priest said as his lust quickly grew at the sight
of the young girl's lush body. "You've had it both ways today, eh?"
"Oh
sir. After
what yuh showed me today, it didn't do nothin' for me. 'Cept maybe make me want...you know... Want you inside me even
more." Then, as the brazen, once-fucked adolescent began to take off her
brief, flimsy nightgown, she asked, "Do yuh wanta get on me first or do
yuh want me to kiss yuh...like yuh said?"
In her haste, on
arriving at the cottage, Sherry had not latched the door and June, following
close behind her, had entered the little cottage too. Now she was on her hands
and knees by the doorway, peeking around the corner to see her friend and the
priest.
The priest opened
his robe and lay back on the bed. "This time you can get on top of me, my
child. You can sit up and we'll see if you like it that way, too." and, as
he spoke, the fourteen year old removed her Shorty nightgown and let him guide
her onto the bed.
"You'll have
to kiss it, first, Sherry.” the priest said as he held her head and guided it
down to his groin. "And when it's hard, you can fuck me again."
This time, the
young girl bent to her lewd task without hesitation. Her earlier session with
June had aroused her libido and the memory of her excitement that afternoon was
still fresh in her mind.
Meanwhile, her
sixteen year old friend was watching with growing interest. She had never seen
a man's penis before and, at first, she had been disappointed at the small,
limp fleshtube. Then her eyes widened as her friend took the soft appendage
between her lips and she saw it swell and harden to erection.
"Oh,
Golly, Father? Yuh sure
got a lot bigger. I ain't sure if I can take it tonight? I'm kinda sore from
this afternoon.” the big-titted girl said as she looked
up at the cleric.
Fondling her
smooth, wet pussy, the priest guided her astride his hips. "You'll be
alright, my child. You were wet when we started. I think your friend got you
excited, didn't she?"
"Uh,
yeah? I guess so? But
it wasn't like when yuh done me, sir. It din't feel near as good.” and,
gingerly, she allowed the priest to place the bulbous knob between her fat,
hairless labia.
Brother John had
been out for a walk and, as he passed the gardener's cottage, he saw a faint
light in the bedroom. He peered through the window and saw what was happening.
The priest was again going after one of the adolescent schoolgirls, he thought,
wondering if he'd got this one's cherry. Noticing that the door to the cottage
was slightly ajar, he crept quietly in so he could see better what was going
on.
In the light from
the open door to the bedroom, he saw the fat, kneeling teenager, June. She,
like her about to be screwed friend, wore a Shorty nightgown and, positioned on
her hands and knees, the gown was up over her waist and her big, bare ass was
clearly visible. The monk could see also, outlined under the thin gown, the
obese shape of the girl's body. Her big belly sagged and her mammoth breasts
hung loosely as she knelt.
"Oh yes, Sherry
baby. Ohh yesss.” Father Murphy sighed as the youngster slowly
settled down on the impaling shaft. "You have such a tight, hot cunt,
Sherry. Are you sorry that we did it this afternoon?"
"Aaahhhh....oohhh Father. Oohhh, I love it.” the girl gasped as she
felt her tender sheath being expanded again by the hot, hard male organ.
"I bet June'd be s'prised if she knew I was
gettin' fucked. She's kinda fat, y'know, sir. But I bet she'd like it
too."
June's ears perked
up as she heard her name mentioned and she got a strange feeling in her belly
as she tried to imagine what it must feel like to take that big projection
inside. And as she was leaning forward to hear every word, she did not notice
that she had been joined by another voyeur.
The kneeling girl
gave a soft, stifled cry as the monk's hand closed over her mouth and she
clamped her legs together as, at the same time, his other hand cupped her fat
vulva.
"Don't make a
sound, young lady.” she heard a deep whisper. "We'll watch this
together."
The full bodied
sixteen year old turned her head in frightened surprise and saw the big, young
monk kneeling behind her. But she didn't cry out again. If the couple on the
bed heard her, she was sure she'd be in trouble. More trouble than she already
was. She wondered if the friar was going to report the sinful pair on the bed
although, had she reasoned it out, she would have realized the illogic of the
thought since the monk was fingering her pussy in a most impious manner.
Brother John felt
how wet and slippery the girl was and assumed that her voyeurism was exciting
the big, fat girl. It was, but, she was wet also from her session with the girl
on the bed. The monk imagined what it would be like to climb aboard her
soft-fleshed body and his organ became quickly erect.
"Would you
like some of that too, my dear?” he whispered as he rose
to his knees behind her upthrust buttocks. The frightened teenager licked her
big lips nervously as she looked at the man behind her and then, as the monk
extracted his cunt-clasping hand from between her legs, she felt something hot
and hard pressing against the back of her thighs.
"Do you like
it on your knees?” she heard him ask in a soft voice as he forced the rigid
shaft between the soft flesh of her thighs. "Is she your girlfriend? Did
she invite you here to see her get fucked?"
June was paralyzed
with fear. She didn't want Sherry and the priest to know she was spying on them
but neither did she want the monk to take advantage of her situation. She knew
that he was intending to try to get it into her like the priest was in Sherry
but, even if the fourteen year old had allowed the priest to take her
virginity, June was not yet ready to yield hers.
Leaning forward
over the girl's kneeling body, the monk reached under her to grasp her huge,
soft breasts as his other hand moved past the pendulous flesh of her fat belly
to the wetness between her tightly closed legs. He wormed his middle finger
into the lightly furred crease of her fat labia and felt the hard bud of her
unwillingly erect clitoris.
Even as she was
being assaulted in this intimate and unwanted manner, the kneeling teenager was
watching with horrified eyes as her buxom friend rode the prone cleric. After
her initial cautioning plaint that, "Eeeaassyyy....
aaaahhhh sirrr.... Eeeaasssyyy... I'm kinda sore...” the mature bodied
adolescent had begun to raise and lower her wide hips and now was pumping up
and down with unbridled lust.
"Have you
seen her get fucked before, June? Does she watch you, too, when you get fucked?
Does it turn you on?” the big friar asked as, despite her resistance, he kneed
her legs apart.
"Nuh...nuh...noooo...”
the sixteen year old gasped as she felt the hot shaft slide along her vulval slit and over her pendulous belly-flesh.
"L...l...let me goooo...” she cried in a
strained whisper and then she heard her friend gasping, "Aahhh.... Father! Aaahhh yeesss.... Gonna cum...cummm..."
Brother John
backed off enough to be able to place the bulbous knob of his cock in the
greasy slit of the obese girl's fat lipped vulva. He put a hand between her
shoulder blades and pushed down, forcing the big teenager to drop her shoulders
to the floor.
"I'm gonna
scream!” June threatened as she rested her cheek in the crook of her arm.
"I'm gonna scream if yuh don't stop." But then, just as she was about
to carry out her threat, she was once more shocked by her younger friend.
As he felt the
contractions of the adolescent's tight cunt, Father Murphy held her hips and
slid her back and forth on his hips until her peak had passed. "Now, my
child, I'm going to show you what a man does when he cums.” he said as he urged
the sated youngster to dismount. "Take it in your mouth again, Sherry.”
and the compliant juvenile did as she was told.
June gasped with
disbelief as she saw her friend open her mouth and, once again, take the thick
fleshtube between her lips. Her own loins were churning as the monk fondled her
sensitive labia, caressing her with fingers and prick and, for a moment, she
yielded to the deliciously hot sensations. His huge shaft was sliding along the
snug, wet valley between the soft rolls of labial flesh, rubbing on her erectly
projecting clitoris
just as Sherry's tongue had a short while earlier.
Brother John drew
back and inserted the bulbous tip of his cock into the vestibule of the
kneeling girl's cunt and was surprised when his ingress was blocked by the
unexpected obstruction of the girl's hymen. This time for sure he had thought
that he was getting into an experienced girl but, not to be denied by her
chastity, he pushed harder.
June felt the
painful pressure and realized what was happening. Then, just as she was about
to twist away from her lewd assailant, she was immobilized by the sight of what
her younger friend had done to the priest.
The priest held
Sherry's head between his hands and moved her mouth up and down on his
throbbing shaft. "Now, my child. Now!” he gasped
as he felt the onset of his climax. The fourteen year old felt the thick penis
swell and jump between her lips and then she gagged and pulled away as a jet of
gism shot into her red-lipped mouth.
The kneeling
watcher saw her friend lift her head quickly and then a second jet of cum
splashed onto her red lips. A glob of the same material dribbled from the girls
gaping maw before the priest pulled her down again and forced the cute
adolescent to suck on his bucking, spitting organ.
"There, my
child. There. You've seen what a man does when he cums. But, next time, don't
pull away."
"Oh, Father? It s'prised me. I couldn't help it?” she panted as, in docile
obedience, she again sucked on his wilting cock.
Sherry's gasp of
surprise as she felt the priest go off in her mouth had masked June's cry of
fright as the monk's mammoth dong had pushed harder on her hymeneal shield.
"No! No! Stop!” she cried out.
Brother John had
inserted only the tip of his huge cock into the kneeling, whimpering virgin. He
wanted her on her back for the cherry bursting thrust but it was not possible
here. By gently fingering the girl's clitoris, he brought her close to a peak.
Then, leaning close to her ear, he whispered, "We're going to leave, June.
I'm going to pull out of you for a moment and we'll go outside."
The sixteen year
old girl mindlessly did as she was told. She was afraid that the couple on the
bed would see her and shocked at the way her friend had behaved with the
priest.
The monk led the
big girl by the hand outside and around to the back of the cottage. Timidly but
unresistingly, she allowed him to ease her to the grassy lawn and lay back
submissively as he raised her gown and, gripping her ankles, he spread her legs
wide apart.
June made no
attempt to dissuade the horny cleric from his lascivious intent. Her mind was
boggled by what she had seen and despite her innocent fear she was also awed by
the commanding presence of the big, unprincipled monk.
He knelt between
her legs, noting that, although her ankles were widely spread, her soft, fat
thighs only began to separate half way between her hips and her knees. Bending
forward he kneaded the doughy flesh, enjoying its soft resilience as he urged
her to open wider. And, in mindless acquiescence, the teenager spread the pale,
white columns wider apart.
In the dim
moonlight the big, fat girl stared at the gargantuan appendage projecting out
from the monk's groin. The monk looked down at the pale-skinned, corpulent
girl, her body a succession of hills and valleys. Her mammoth breasts were two
soft, white mountains capped with large, pink areola, jiggling slightly as she
breathed. The lesser hill of her belly was a smooth, round mound, her navel a
dimpled well in its centre... Her hips were girdled by a roll of flesh and,
from there his eyes traversed the broadness of her pelvis to the bulge of her
lightly furred mons, its whiteness marred by the sparse, dark tendrils of pubic
hair. At the base of her mons the beginning of her cuntal slit was just
visible.
The big monk
placed his hands on the soft flesh of her inner thighs and pushed them apart.
As he did, the two vertical rolls of labial flesh came into view while the obese
sixteen year old lay there submissively. He placed the
knob of his weapon in the narrow crease of her labia and, aided by her oily
lubrication, he slid it lower, seeking the telltale heat of her vaginal
entrance.
"Please, sir?
Please?” the girl whimpered helplessly, her big body shuddering at the
unfamiliar thrill as the hot knob rubbed on her sensitive labia. "I ain't never done it? It's so big? I'm scairt."
“You're built for
this, June. You've got the body to handle
"Ooohhhh Siirrr? Ooohhhh?” the girl exclaimed plaintively as she felt the
distending pressure from the thick penis pushing into her virgin twat. "Oohhhhh Siirrr.... Don't hurt
me."
Once again the tip
of his cock met her hymeneal obstruction and he paused. The obese, young girl
was spread open beneath him, her soft flesh quivering with tension as she
braced for this assault on her innocence. Brother John pushed harder and, as
June flinched, he felt the barrier yield and he penetrated her unfucked
cockpit.
Inch by massive inch
he buried the thick fleshpole into the girl's big body. She chewed nervously on
her full lower lip as she felt herself being stretched and penetrated by the
hard, hot shaft but, as he had predicted, she was built for him. Her obese,
young body absorbed the mammoth prick in its tight, juicy embrace until his
belly and hips were resting on her softness.
"Oohhh yeess, June baby...ooohhh yeesss...” she heard him say as he filled her with his
mammoth cock. Then, as she lay supine, her big buttocks cushioned by the dewy
grass, he began to fuck her with full length strokes.
June's huge, soft
breasts jiggled and bobbled as she took the firm thrusts and it wasn't long
before her wide hips began to heave in response to the lust-inciting reaming of
her virgin twat.
"That's the
way, baby.” the horny monk said as he felt her stir beneath him. "Hump up
at me with that lovely, big ass. It's good, isn't it, June? You like it, don't you.?"
"Haanhh...aannh...” the girl panted
as she felt the growing pressure in her belly. And then, with wild urgency, she
felt the onset of her orgasm. Her wide hips rolled and rocked as she bucked in
a frantic response to her unleashed lust and the big monk reciprocated by
hammering her fat-fleshed frame with deeply penetrating thrusts. He felt the
spasmodic clasping of her tight sheath and, for a moment, she arched up to him
before collapsing in breathless, whimpering satisfaction beneath him.
"You're
something, baby. Really something.” the friar said as he ploughed her limply
quivering body. "You're the movingest virgin I've ever fucked." He laid
full weight on her, relishing the way her soft, corpulent flesh surrounded him.
Her doughy thighs cradled his hips and the fleshroll
around her hips cushioned his belly. He placed his hands on her shoulders and
pulled himself higher on the thickness of her belly, his chest hair rubbing
scratchily on her huge, soft tits.
"Now, June, I
want you to show me how good you really can be.” he said as he began to move on
her again. With that statement, he began to instruct the fat teenager and, weak
and sated though she was, she acquiescently complied.
With her knees
bent and her feet wide spaced, the teenager was soon undulating erotically
beneath her seducer. Her cock-stuffed sheath ached but it was a pleasant and
exciting ache and, as the big monk mauled her huge, soft, fleshbag
tits, she felt again the growing heat in her belly. He was going to bring her
off again, she could tell.
"Is it
cumming again, baby?” the man asked as he detected the increased urgency of her
undulations. "Are you going to cum?"
Unh..hunhh..yunh..yunhh..it's
cumming..", the girl gasped and her big legs suddenly rose vertically as
her broad hips jerked. The monk came down full weight on her fat breasts and he
grasped her softly flexing buttocks to draw himself deeper into her contracting
cuntsheath. And then he exploded into her
June felt the heat
of her orgasm wash over her loins and then the flooding wetness of her
seducer's climax inundated her young cunt. Her mouth gaped open and her eyes
widened in surprise as the burning hot jets of gism gushed into her
first-fucked cuntwell but she knew that he was pumping
into her what her friend, Sherry, had taken into her mouth. Her legs flopped
down and, with a sigh of completion, she wallowed in the cunt-flooding heat of
the monk's lustful
effusion.
"You two are
sure some pair.", the friar said as, after her
tightly muscled sheath relaxed around his cock, he rolled off her fat body. "Do
you think Father Murphy got Sherry's cherry?"
"I.. I don't know? Oh, sir?" the sixteen year old sighed.
"I guess so? Have you? Like? Done this to any of the others?"
"None as good
as you.", the monk replied, his mind already
plotting how he could add to his immoral conquests of the nubile schoolgirls.
"Will you want to do it again?"
"Oohhh
sir? I? I don't know?
It's wrong, isn't it?” she asked although she didn't really care whether it was
or not.
The monk and the
priest both sent their juvenile conquests back to the dormitory where June told
Sherry about her experience. The younger girl didn't really believe her friend
but, nonetheless, she was intrigued by the thought that someone might be as big
as June described the monk to be.