Priestly Promiscuity

Chapter Thirty

Sister Candace Copulates

Sister Candace had just arrived at the convent. She had been assigned to the school to teach health and hygeine and, as part of the course, she was also expected to provide the nubile young ladies with some properly laundered sex education. This had been the Mother Superior's idea although, as she had just discovered, the two males had been giving some of her students a more practical course in this.

Candace was a cute, little twenty year old blonde. And she didn't really want to teach the sex education aspects of her course because of two things. First, she did not know much about the subject. And, second, when she read and talked about it, she became impiously agitated.

Although she had gone to public schools and had heard her classmates talk about sex and had even had to fend off some fumbling attempts to relieve her of her chastity, the young nun did not understand it. She routinely used prayer to douse the warm and disturbing feelings she got when she tried to imagine what a man and a woman did in the marriage bed. And then, during her third week in this assignment, one of her students opened her eyes.

"It's not really like you tell us, Sister Candace.” the buxom little minx said to her one day after class. "It's fun. And I don't think it can be a sin if we don't wait until we're married because most of the nun's are doing it."

"Please, my child.” the nun said disapprovingly although the girl was only three years younger than herself. "You'd better go to confession right away and ask for forgiveness. You know that what you say isn't true."

"But Father Murphy is who done me, Sister. He got my cherry and he don't think it's wrong. And Brother John does it too but I don't wanta do it with him coz he's too big."

"Go to your desk right now and pray.” Sister Candace ordered, a nauseous feeling of doubt in her belly from what the girl had said. Was it possible that the child was telling the truth?

That night, after lights out for the girls, the nun showered and prepared herself for bed. But she couldn't sleep. After tossing and turning for almost an hour, she put on a flimsy robe over her nakedness and went out to walk around the grounds.

Candace was, by now, certain that the story she'd heard this afternoon was a total fabrication from the disturbed girl's mind. Possibly the teaching she was doing had prompted it? She wondered if sex education was a wise thing. With impressionable young girls like these, it might do more harm than good. And then she heard a sound behind the gardener's cottage.

Since that first time, two weeks ago, June had been hungering for another session. Tonight she had finally caught Brother John's eye and now she was sprawled, legs widespread, her bare bottom on the dewy grass as the monk reamed her tight, young pussy. This is what Sister Candace heard and, as she looked around the corner of the cottage, it is also what she saw. The lewd couple was close to the cottage and just under the bedroom window. The nun went quickly inside the building and knelt on the bed, peering intently outside at the salacious scene.

The nun was not only a virgin but a very innocent one. She knew from her reading what the mechanics of intercourse were but the books did not provide sound effects. Now, as she looked down at the couple who were less than ten feet away, she got the sound effects in stereo

She could see the monk's bottom rise and then rapidly drive down. She could hear the slap of his flesh hammering the fat girl's soft hips and belly. And, even more startling, she could hear the girl's moans and grunts and sighs. Had she been able to see the monk's mammoth weapon going into the girl, Candace might have been frightened, but she couldn’t?

"Oohhhhh, Brother John,” the fat teenager sighed. "I love it. It feels so good. Yer not gonna make me wait so long before we do it again, are yuh?" The nun was distraught. There was no doubt that one of her students had received practical education right before her eyes. And there was also no doubt that it had happened before. Perhaps the story she hadn't believed this afternoon was true.

She watched the immoral couple walk away and then she slumped back on the bed. Candace unbelted the flimsy robe she wore and, in the moonlight, she looked at the way her flesh glowed. Tentatively, she caressed her firm tit-globes that were like two large grapefruit on her chest. As her palms rubbed over the nipples she felt a surge of sensation that coursed pleasantly through her belly to her loins. And the nipples popped suddenly erect, two rubbery, sensitive nubs that capped the roundness of her full breasts.

Not since she was thirteen and first experiencing the newly developing urges in her pubescent body had the nun done this. Her priest had warned her of the sinfulness of such things. Now, as one hand strayed across her firm and slightly convex belly, she shuddered and yielded to the temptation to touch herself there. When she bathed, she took special care to wash her genitals although sub-consciously she knew it was mainly because of the pleasant but frustrating feelings this produced.

Sister Candace was wet. Slippery and wet. Her fingers stroked and probed in the soft furrow and then, for the first time, she touched her clitoris. A sharp sensation of pleasure shot through her innocent loins and she gasped as she quickly pulled her hand away. Then, drawn as if to a fleshy magnet, she touched herself again. And again. And yet again.

This was the scene that presented itself to Father Murphy when he entered the cottage. Bathed in moonlight, the nun lay nude, one hand cupping and squeezing her breasts, the other clasping and rubbing her pussy. Her eyes were closed and her shapely hips were undulating as she brought herself closer and closer to the never known thrills of orgasm.

Father Murphy had just come from a session with the Mother Superior. Ursula had sampled the monk's incredible dimensions but had been cowed by his size and returned to the more ordinary but nonetheless satisfying attentions of the priest. He, therefore, was not burning with need. The sight of the cute, young nun in the throes of her first ever climax was, however, enough to arouse him.

Candace bucked and jerked as her belly bulged in orgasmic ecstasy. And then her hands fell away and, eyes still closed, she lay in a semi-stupor, her body twitching in the aftermath of her climax.

The young woman did not, at first, notice when the priest sat on the bed beside her. Her mind was still trying to cope with what she had learned. It must be a sin, she thought, for the feelings she had just experienced were too intense and delightful to be proper. Especially when she remembered that, as the sensations had peaked, she was imagining the monk was on top of her as he had been with June.

"Are you struggling to keep your vow of chastity, Sister?” she heard a deep, soft voice ask. "I am here to help, you know? Has the Mother Superior not explained all of that to you?"

Her eyes fluttered open as, dazed by her novel experience, Sister Candace did not, for a moment, understand what was happening. Then, with reflexive modesty, she clamped her legs tightly together and crossed her arms over her breasts.

"Oh! Oh, Father!” she cried out in alarm. "Oh, Father Murphy? Oh, sir? What do you mean?"

The line had worked before in even less auspicious circumstances. "God does not want us...His servants...to be distracted from our duties by the natural hunger He has given us, Sister. Our vow of chastity is only to ensure that no person draws us away from our duty to God.” and as the priest spoke in a gentle voice, his hand rested on the young woman's hip. "And unless we understand this part of ourselves, this hunger He has given us, we can not help those we are supposed to guide."

Candace heard his words but her mind was mainly on what his hand was doing. At first it just rested on the firm swell that flared out from her narrow waist. Then, as he spoke in his deep voice, his fingers trailed inward to her navel and then downward to the lightly furred bulge of her plump mons.

"Have you experienced the pleasures of being with a man, Sister? Do you understand what it is that you are trying to teach your young charges about?” Father Murphy asked as his fingers reached the top of the narrow slit that peeked out between the nun's tightly closed thighs.

"But? But? Is it true, then? Do you? Do the others? The nuns? Mother Ursula? Do they? Like? Do it? Have sex?” Candace stammered.

"I just came from Mother Ursula's room, my dear. Yes, she fucks. And Sister Lisa. And Sister Sarah. They all hunger for a man's cock, my dear.” the priest said, guessing that his use of crudely descriptive words would shock the young nun and, with the shock to her innocence, likely make her easier to seduce. "Mother Ursula understands fully that you and the other nuns need to be fucked sometimes to prevent you from committing sins of sodomy or being distracted by unsatisfied needs."

The young nun was, as he had hoped, shocked by the priest's words and she felt an unwilled pleasure as the priest's finger pushed down into the soft furrow between her soft, sensitive labia. The lubricating juices from her healthy, young body facilitated his progress and, as his finger pressed close to her sensitized clitoris, Candace sighed and allowed her thighs to part.

"But, Father? What are you going to do? I've never? You know? I've never done it?” she asked in a timourous voice.

"I know you need to be fucked, my child.” he said as he took her hand and placed it on his throbbingly erect penis. "I know you need to have a cock in your hot, little cunt, Candace. And, if you're truly still a virgin, it is time that your cherry was broken. And you can help me too, my child, by opening your juicy cunt to my cock."

The nun's hand instinctively closed around the hot, smooth skinned shaft and she whimpered softly as Father Murphy caressed her naked body. His hands were both now stroking her thighs and belly and her legs opened wider to allow him greater intimacy. He fondled the wet, soft fleshrolls of her vulva and skillfully teased her throbbing clitoris and then, as she felt the growing heat in her loins, he knelt on the bed and mounted between the petite woman's full, firm thighs.

"Oohhh Father? I saw? Like? Brother John was? Like? He was with June? Do you? Like? Help the girls? The students, too?"

"Oh yes, Candace. The ones that need it and are ready, like June. Them too. Are you really a virgin, Sister?” he asked as he brought his cocktip against her swollen pussy. "Have you never had a cock inside your hot, little cunt?"

"Oh, Father Murphy? Oh no...yes...I mean... I've never.” she gasped as she felt the burning heat of his organ pressing on her pussy. She was frightened and nervous but, at the same time, she felt a strange hunger in her body. It must be all right. If the priest and the monk and even Mother Ursula did it.

The priest slipped a pillow under the young woman's firm ass so that her small, shapely body was arched upward at the hips. With her pelvis tilted, her fat pussy was offered vulnerably to the imminent thrust but, as she felt the bulbous knob dilate the narrow mouth of her unfucked vagina, she tried to twist away.

"You're not going to tell, are you? I mean, like, even if it's alright for us to do this, you won't tell, will you?"

The nun's belated attempt to preserve her chastity was futile. Easily pushing her flat again and holding her firm, rounded hips in place beneath him, the priest pushed deeper until he met the obstruction that verified her vestal state. Candace whined helplessly as her tender cuntal orifice was expanded by his thick cock. His hands then grasped her firm, upthrust titmounds and began to flex his cock in the snugly constraining enclosure of her cuntmouth.

The small, shapely young woman looked up at the priest, her full lower lip quivering as she whimpered, "But, Father? Are you sure? Does God really? Like? Does He really condone this?"

The immoral cleric mauled her pliant titflesh and looked down at her pretty face. Her head was haloed by her blonde hair and she looked incredibly innocent and vulnerable with her small, curvaceous body arched upward by the pillow beneath her full buttocks. Although Mother Ursula had satisfied him in her usual competent manner, he was again fully aroused by the sight of this trusting, young virgin and he pushed into her with merciless lust.

"Hanh? Father? Hanh? It hurts?” the young woman whimpered as she felt the aching pain from his relentless assault on her hymen. "You're hurting me?" And there was a momentary sharp twinge that paralyzed her as the hard tool tore through the fragile barrier and expanded the tightly muscled channel "Ooohh! Ooohhh!” she cried out as he ploughed deeper into her tender body.

Father Murphy felt the burning heat of her virgin blood adding to the delightful warmth of the nun's tightly clasping sheath as he plunged all the way into her never fucked twat. He ground against her fuck saddle, his pubis bruising the plump, fleshy mons as he stretched the tightly muscled channel. And then, lodged completely inside the young woman's innocent quim, he paused to allow her time to adjust to the feeling of being fucked.

"Oh baby. Ohhh Candace.” he moaned with delight. "You're so tight, Sister. So wonderfully hot and tight. Does it still hurt you, my dear? Is it in far enough?"

"Hannhh? Aaannhh? Oohhh Father?” the young nun whimpered. But the pain was gone now, replaced by an erotic ache that pervaded her loins and seemed to surge through her bulging belly

.Squeezing the pneumatic fullness of the cute blonde's breasts, the priest began to thrust slowly in and out of her tightly clinging young cunt, riding higher on her upwardly arched hips so that the veined shaft of his cock was rubbing her throbbing clitoris.

"Aannhh...hunnh?..aannnhh..unnnhh?..mmmmmm...hmmmm? mmmm ..hmmm?” the nun moaned, first a soft sigh as he plunged into her and then a questioning murmur as he withdrew. Five minutes earlier she had masturbated to her first ever orgasm and now, as her cock-stretched cunt was frictioned by the priest's pistoning prick, she felt a resurgence of the same inner excitement. Her legs spread wider as she welcomed the novel sensations and then, with an instinctive skill, she placed her feet flat on the bed and pushed up in response to her seducer's thrusts.

"Oh yes, Candace. Oh yes, baby. That's the way.” the immoral cleric said, delighted at her tentative movements. "Fuck me, baby. You're good, Sister. You really needed to be fucked. You were ready for this, weren't you? Lovely tits and a tight cunt. You're the best, baby."

"Hmmmm?..hmmmm?..mmmmm?” the young woman moaned as her motions increased in tempo and amplitude. "Hmmmm? Faster? Hmmmmm? Can you go faster?” she gasped in a soft whimper.

"Ohh yesss, baby. Tell me what you want. Talk to me, Candy. You want me to fuck you faster, don't you, Sister. You want to feel my cock driving harder into that tight, little cunt, don't you?"

The innocent nun was overwhelmed by the combination of sensations from being fucked for the first time and the sinful eroticism of hearing her seducer's lewd language. Propped high by the pillow under her ass, her hips writhed and jerked as her second ever orgasm surged through her innocent, young loins.

"Unnhh..yunnnh..f.f.fuck..f.f.fuck..m.m.mee f.f.faster..” she panted and then her legs rose vertically into the air as her climax arrived. The priest felt the muscular contractions of the woman's hot, tight sheath and he hammered her firm body with merciless thrusts.

Mother Ursula, in her usual passionate manner, had dampened Father Murphy's ardour with her demands earlier in the evening. Now, as he rode the shapely young blonde nun Candace, he was able to control his lust and extend their coupling. He alternately thrust in and out, then screwed her lithe frame with spiralling, grinding motions. The innocent nun responded with frenzied writhings and archings of her firm body, welcoming the first-ever fucking of her spasming twat.

"F.f.fuck me..f.f.fuhhcckk meeeeee..” she moaned as, for the fourth time he took her over the top. The priest hooked his elbows under her knees and spread her wider open, spreading her thighs out at right angles to her hips and tilting her pelvis higher. Then, almost without losing a stroke, he withdrew from her tight sheath.

"N.n.nooo..D.d.don't stop?” the newly created sex-slave cried out. The lascivious priest quickly found the young woman's puckered nether orifice and, as she moaned with frustration, he rammed the hard tip of his cock against it. "Whannnh? Whannnh?” the nun cried out uncomprehendingly as her anal ring was dilated and then his well lubricated cocktip popped past the sphincter and plunged into her bowels.

"Hannh? Aaaannnh? Father?” she gasped as a new feeling pervaded her loins. "Whannh? What are you doing?"

"I'm fucking your ass, Candace, baby. I'm fucking your tight, little ass.” the priest said in a loud voice. "Do you like it there, too, Sister? Do you like it in your ass?"

"Hannh? Yannh..annnh..yess Father..yesss..” she whined in mindless passion. "Anywhere Father.. You can fuck me anywhere.."

With her pelvis tilted by the pillow beneath her, he was able to easily drive the full length of his lance up her anal channel, his pubic bone rubbing the pulpy softness of her swollen, wet vulva. The young nun lay immobile as her second virgin aperture was screwed. For about a minute he reamed the woman's rectal passage before withdrawing and plunging once more back into her cuntal channel. He came down, full weight on her spreadeagled body and pushed as deep into her as he could go. Her tight, muscular sheath seemed suddenly to relax and gape around his deeply imbedded fleshpole and then it clamped down on it with a massive contraction.

The innocent nun's body was awash with novel sensations. The priest's hairy chest rubbed scratchingly on her swollen tit-mounds, her first fucked asshole tingled from the lewd assault on its inner confines and her cock-stretched cunt throbbed with yet another orgasm.

Oohhh baby...Candy.” he moaned. "Ohhh yeesss..you're going to make me cum.. Oohhh lovely..lovely.."

Father Murphy's prick expanded within the clasp of the nun's vagina and he felt the rush of superheated sperm surging along its length. Pinioned beneath her seducer, the sex-maddened nun felt yet another novel sensation as the first jet of gism blasted into her. Her cuntsheath spasmed and milked the deepthrust cock as it spurted successive globs of thick, creamy cum into her body, flooding the cock-plugged channel. Her slender, shapely body jerked at each cuntflooding jet. And then he went limp above her.

"You're fabulous, Sister. Fabulous.” he sighed as he felt the ongoing action of her cunt on his cock. "If I hadn't felt your cherry break, I'd think you'd been fucking for years. Was it good for you, Sister Candace? Are you going to let me fuck you again?"

"Hannh..aahhh Father. Oohhhh. Ohhh yesss.. Am I? Like? Am I really good? Like? Did I do it right?"

"You're the best, baby. But you've worn me out.” he said as he rolled off her limp body. There was a slushy, sucking sound as his cock pulled out of her tight cunt and she whimpered in disappointment as her seduction came to its inevitable end.

And good Father Murphy had no idea of the depth of lubricious concupiscence he had brought forth in this shapely nun’s psyche.

Are you going to tell Mother Ursula, Father?”

“There's no reason to, Sister. This was just between us. But we'll do it again...tomorrow. You are perfect, my dear. And now you can teach those sexy schoolgirls with some firsthand knowledge, can't you?

"Oh, Father Murphy? Do you suppose that many of them know already what this is like? You said that you've done some of them. But, like, I think they're all old enough for it, aren't they? I'm supposed to teach them about sex and, like, will you help me?

As the priest realized what she was suggesting, his twice-drained organ surged back to life. This lovely, young nun who had just been deflowered was offering to help him seduce some of her nubile charges. He rolled on top of her small, lush body and this time he easily entered the cum-sodden tightness of her tender, once-fucked cunt.

"Are you saying you want me to fuck some of the girls, Candace?"

"Aaaahhh...aaahhhh yeesss...I...aaahhhh...think so?...oohhhh” the woman sighed as she felt herself filled by his cock. "I know they've been making fun of me behind my back and I want to help you fuck some of them. To teach them a lesson. Would you? Like? If one of the girl's was ready for it? Would you fuck her? And let me watch?” the newly deflowered and now lecherous nun asked, a lascivious thrill surging through her belly as she imagined what it would be like to see one of her spoiled, nubile students get fucked for the first time.

The priest couldn't believe what he was hearing. But the suddenly lust-driven sister meant it. He continued to screw her as together they plotted the seduction of the girl who was, for some reason, most appealing to the nun.