The smog hung heavily over the streets and buildings of New York City as Sarina Mason made her exit from her two-bit hotel on Forty-seventh Street. She had come out for her daily stroll along the streets of the dingy city.
It was three in the morning, the usual time Sarina chose to start her day's work.
As she turned the corner to head up Broadway, she could only see the misfits and odd balls who lived by night. As she walked along, she peered the doorways and alley ways hoping to get her day's catch.
Not watching or paying much attention to where she was going, Sarina bumped into Sam Jackson, a big, husky, black guy wearing his bus driver gig.
"Why don't you watch where you're going busta! A guy like you could get hurt not watching where the fuck he's going," Sarina bloated, snapping her chewing gum as she spoke.
"Simmer down, baby ... this black boy didn't mean you no harm. I'm just out here looking to blow some time and maybe a little money."
"Yeah?" Sarina played. "It could get kind of lonesome here in this big, dirty old city. But, if you know a girl like me, you know I have to watch out for myself ... if you know what I mean."
"I understand, baby. My name is Sam ... Sam Jackson. I drive a bus, as you can see," Sam said pulling on his bus driver jacket.
"Sharp duds," Sarina laughed, "even if they are city property. My name is Sarina," she said extending her hand. "I stay just around the corner."
"So you're a night bird, huh baby?"
"You bet doll! Still wanna blow some money?"
"Well, now it all depends. I'm out for a little big time," he said eyeing her up and down. "You know anybody who could help me out. I'm basically a very nice guy."
"Well, I just might ... depends on how much money's worth you're looking for."
"Ten bucks, baby," Sam answered definitely.
"Ten bucks! You know what you can get for ten bucks," she said, putting her hand under her heavy tit. "Twenty bucks gets what you want."
"Ten bucks," he persisted.
"Seeing as you have a face only a mother could love, fifteen. Surely a bargain for a horny stud like you."
"Ten bucks or no deal," Sam said looking her straight in the eye.
Sarina began walking in the direction of her hotel. She turned her head to Sam who was watching her walking away and shouted, "Well, I'm not going to carry you there for the ten fucking bucks, come on!"
Sam ran like an impatient little boy and caught up with her.
Sarina opened the door to her room and poured Sam a beer. She began taking off her clothes and when she did, she plopped in a lounge chair across from where Sam was sitting, throwing one of her sexy legs over the arm chair.
"You don't waste no time, do you baby!" Sam commented, nearly choking on his beer.
"Nope," she answered, walking over to him. "Well, what do you plan on doing? You don't plan on sitting there and staring at me all day, do you?"
"You're a nasty, little bitch," Sam said, playfully flinging her on to her bed and stripping faster than an old, silent movie flick.
He threw his weight on her and began kissing her, running his long, rough fingers through her hair. Sarina slowly began massaging his shoulders. She was happy that she met Sam ... so far. Usually most of the guys just squeezed her tits once or twice, stuck their raunchy cocks in her, came, then left her lying on the bed, horny and unsatisfied.
Sam was spending a bit more time on foreplay, making it more enjoyable for the both of them. Sarina was slowly loving every minute of his stimulating fingers.
His fingers moved lightly and slowly over her face, giving Sarina chills all over. He slid his hands slowly down the sides of her body and back up again, remaining at her shoulders a moment, then dropping his hands to her full breasts.
Sarina's massaging motions became a bit faster and more powerful and their play progressed.
Sam played gently at first, teasing her nippled tits with his wiggling tongue, making them stand up hard and erect at attention. Sarina loved when someone teased her tits. It drove her wild.
Then the husky bus driver began to nibble on them very softly. Sarina looked down at him sucking on her tit and began gyrating her hips slowly into his crotch. She lifted her knee in between his legs and lightly massaged his balls with her upper thigh. His nibbles turned to short, piercing bites. He was getting turned on by Sarina's movements.
Sarina's hands followed the length of his body and stopped when she reached his crotch hairs. She played with them, pulling gently. One of her hands began fondling his testicles while the other took his ten incher, moving slowly up and down the length of it. Occasionally, she would linger at the rim, just below the mushroom-like head to tickle and tease.
"Ummm, baby, you're too much," the black man smiled to her.
"You haven't seen nothing yet," Sarina mustered in her most sexy voice.
"I'll bet I haven't," he said, slowly lifting her head and breaking their kiss.
He sat up and began pushing Sarina's head downwards, closer and closer to his crotch. Sarina panicked, not thinking she would be able to handle his tremendous rod.
A funny thought popped into her head and Sarina began to laugh.
"What's so goddamned funny," the bus driver said, with a little hurt in his brown eyes.
"Oh baby, I just thought of something funny. I'm not laughing at you."
"Well, what's so funny?" he demanded to know.
"I imagined it," she said, pointing to his cock, "getting stuck in my throat and us getting rushed to the hospital in an ambulance."
He chuckled with her and kissed her head ... happy once again, and glad that she wasn't laughing at him or his love making.
Sarina first tickled the head of his huge cock with her little, lashing tongue. She stuck it out and ran up one side of his large rod, then the other, making sure it was well lubricated with her saliva before attempting to encage it with her lips.
Sam's hands were playing at her pussy lips. With two fingers, he separated the lips, thrusting his middle finger roughly up her steamy cunt.
Sarina couldn't believe how horny she was. It took a real man to set her rocks off with some petting and fingerfucking.
Seeing she was lubricated, the black man brought his head into her lap and began sucking in her cuntal lips. As he sucked them in, he thrust his tongue deep into her, causing his teeth to apply pressure on her cuntal petals. He took his hands and opened her widely, getting his mouth into her inflamed cavern. His teeth met her clitoris, and he bit on it.
This really triggered Sarina off and she took his whole cock down her throat at that moment. She began to gag a bit, but the more he sucked and bit, the more Sarina was able to adapt to his immensity.
"Oh Sam, I'm ... I'm coming. Oh, Christ, yes!" Sarina panted out, half out of breath.
With that, Sarina's geyser spurted out from her on-fire cuntal passage and into Sam's receiving mouth. The taste of her hot load was enough to trigger on his orgasm.
Sarina felt the familiar palpatations of his erection and knew he was on his way.
"Sarina, suck baby, now ... it's now!" Sam yelled, releasing his load in machine gun like spurts.
Sarina had never felt a load as thick and rich as Sam's. It slid down her throat in mucous-like lumps and she found it much too salty. Nevertheless, she hungrily sucked up every last drop of his hot and heavy load.
They rolled off of each other, completely breathless and lay in each other's arms quietly for about ten minutes. Sarina was the first to break their restful silence.
"Sam, love," Sarina contentedly spoke out, "looks like I should have paid you ten bucks for the beautiful sucking you gave me."
Sam laughed, "Looks like I should have rightfully given you the twenty. I've never known a woman yet who could take down my whole load ... honest to god!" he truthfully commented.
It was a long time since Sarina really got a head so well and caught a little high on some good fucking. She began to feel a little gloomy figuring Sam was already spent till another time. She could really dig getting balled from him, she thought, imagining what he would be like.
Sam sensed her gloominess.
"What's the matter, pale face? You look so sad," Sam said, turning over and lifting Sarina's chin.
"Ah, I was kind of hoping that we would ball a little. I know you're spent and I understand, so don't feel too badly."
"Spent!" Sam shouted, "for five minutes, baby. This is one black guy who can beat any man, doll. Don't get your buns up."
Sarina happily hugged him up lovingly ... happy as all hell that this wouldn't be the end yet. She threw her arms around him, excitedly. In no time at all, they were at it again.
Sam was true to his word. He could top almost any man. He fondled Sarina's breasts, this time more fervently and seriously than before. His tremendous cock was hard in no time and Sarina was proud of herself for being the cause of its hardness.
Sam pressed Sarina's breasts inwards, making her cleavage very deep. He thrust his elongated prick up her cleavage and began moving up and down. When he thrusted upwards, Sarina would smile and quickly tickle the pinkish-brown head with her tongue.
They toppled over and around playfully pinching and poking at each other. Sam had pinned Sarina down with his arms and legs. He smiled and made her giggle and squirm by brushing his fuzzy, black afro against her tight nipples.
Then, without any warning, Sam instinctively wiggled the head of his dangling prick directly at Sarina's pink, juicy cunt. As he was about to surprise Sarina with a downward thrust, she had the same idea of surprising him with an upward one. The outcome was wonderfully overwhelming, as unexpectedly their pubic hairs met and made love.
Sam met each of Sarina's thrusts with perfect beat and intensity. Each thrust giving more pleasure than the last, leaving them both in hopes for the next thrust to come.
It was a beautiful hour fuck ... completely free of words as the strangers both completely delirious in the act, spent their loads together. Their eyes rolled in their sockets as their heads shook from left to right as their come met, mingled and poured from their hot, shaking bodies.
"Sam," Sarina panted, gasping for air, "that was the greatest."
"Double that, baby!" was all that Sam could muster.
"I can't believe that someone completely konked me out."
"Me too!" Sam honestly hugged her.
It was a mighty fuck that knocked them both out. It was time for them to rest for awhile. They began to fall away into deep sleep, tangled together as they went into their dream world.
Sarina's mind flew back, back into the past ... remembering how she came to be what she now was. Her lips smiled as she remembered the irony of her childhood.
As they dreamed, the sun began to rise over the musky silhouette of the city. Transportation became heavy, but left Sarina and Sam undisturbed in their new world of dreams.
CHAPTER TWO
Shower With A Friend
All of a sudden, through her clouded mind, one special time came in very clear to Sarina. Her face lit up with a big smile as her dreams took her to the innocent age of twelve. She was dressed in a pair of rolled up jeans, a blouse and bushy pigtails topped off the picture. Her family had lived in the country at the time.
She was best friends with Billy-Joe who lived next door. He had called for her that sunny day as he had many times. They decided to play down by the lake.
They were playing rock games to see which one could make a rock' skid on the top of the water the most, or who could make the biggest splash. Billy-Joe spotted a big, ugly toad and picked it up. He saw Sarina's fright and began running after her with it. Billy-Joe grabbed a hold of Sarina's pigtail and brought her down to the ground, putting his full weight on her. She began to resist, but he was stronger than she was and quite determined to get the toad down her back. Seeing this, Sarina pressed her back down to the ground with all her might. Billy-Joe quickly and sneakily pushed the toad down the front of her blouse.
The poor, frightened creature began hopping up and down frantically in an attempt to escape. Sarina began to scream in her frightened state.
She yelled at Billy-Joe to get the toad out of her blouse.
He saw that Sarina wasn't kidding and thrust his hand, in a determined but hesitant motion down her blouse. Sarina yelled as the frog jumped. She became quite aggravated as Billy-Joe's hand lingered down her blouse and the frog still jumping around making his way down to her belly.
Billy-Joe's face turned apple red as he realized where his hand was.
"Hurry up and get that frog out!" Sarina yelled, jerking about.
Billy-Joe grabbed a hold of what he thought was the toad. He made a motion to pull it out. When he did, the ugly toad crawled out of the bottom of her blouse.
"Oh, my god!" Billy-Joe said, still holding onto Sarina's young and firm tit.
They both caught each other's glances and just maintained their positions. Billy-Joe's hand was still on her tit as they stared at each other in shock.
It seemed that a whole minute passed by before Billy-Joe broke the silence.
"The toad got away," Billy-Joe said with half a smile. He looked as if he had just seen a ghost. Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead as he felt the lump in his crotch begin to rise.
"Um ... oh, did it?" Sarina innocently answered back, trying to make it all seem unimportant.
Billy-Joe felt the ripening nipple harden under his palm.
God, it was as hard as a marble, he thought to himself.
He lowered himself completely on Sarina's body. Their lips met, closed and amaturely, each one knowing less than the other in the art of love making ... for what was there to know for two innocent kids at the age of twelve?
Sarina's hips started to gyrate in amature circles as she felt Billy-Joe's lump digging into her cunt. She let out a sigh, letting Billy-Joe know that no harm was being done.
All of a sudden, Sarina was aware of what was happening to her and she became frightened. She pushed Billy-Joe to the ground and told him she would never play with him again.
"You're bad and fresh," she screamed waving her hand and making her way back through the woods to her house ... leaving Billy-Joe behind.
Her mind clouded again, making room for a new incident to come into view. It was Sarina at the age of eighteen.
Sarina remembered her arrival at Holy Home School for Girls.
Her parents had been killed in an automobile accident and Sarina was completely lost, alone in her twelve-room apartment. She decided to come to Holy Home, giving it a try and seeing if the convent was her call in life. It had always been her parent's wish that she lead a good, catholic life.
Ever since their death, she kept to herself, having little to do with the outside world. At the time she did this, knowing it was her parent's wish.
She found herself looking more and more often into her mirror. Each time she did, she could see herself draped in loosely hung, heavy and stiff, black and white material for the rest of her life. The idea didn't appeal to her very much.
She knew that she was no Miss America as far as her looks were concerned, but she wasn't ugly either ... just the average girl, confused and lonely. That was her main reason for remaining at Holy Home.
Unlike some of the girls who have known life and what it was all about, Sarina was eighteen and still a virgin. Naturally she had caught tidbits of conversations and true confessions of what 'it' was like, but to Sarina they were only stories, words spoken by other people concerning the experiences of other people, and only remained as such ... the details only being filled in by her imagination.
Sarina opened the door to her room and flung the books on her nearby dresser. Some of the books toppled off her lacey dresser, but Sarina just let them fall to the floor. She was too far gone in her world of thoughts to care about her books or the tidyness of her room. She lay down that day and day dreamed.
"Sarina! Here you are just loafing around," Mother Superior's voice rang through the air.
"Yes, Mother Superior," Sarina replied, jumping from her bed, smoothing down her uniform jumper.
"Well, young lady, tomorrow is visiting day and all the girls are to take their showers early," Mother Superior said, noticing Sarina's lack of attention. "You are a girl ... aren't you, Sarina?" she continued on in her natural sarcasm.
"Yes, Mother Superior."
"And you do shower, don't you? Well, well, speak up, child. Does the cat have your tongue?"
"No, Mother Superior ... I mean yes, Mother Superior, I do take showers. And, no, Mother Superior, the cat doesn't have my tongue."
"Sarcasm!" Mother Superior shouted out, "out right sarcasm! This is no way for a Holy Home girl to behave. But, then again, that's just like you, isn't is Sarina?"
"No, Mother Superior," Sarina repeated.
"Well, child, you'll have to go to confession ... and you be sure to remember your behavior with me when you get there. Early mass is as usual tomorrow morning. I'll expect to see you there on time. I better leave before I lose my mind!"
"Yes, Mother Superior."
With a mighty slam, Mother Superior securely shut the door behind.
Sarina lazily dragged her towel off the rack in her bedroom. Sarina had to get ready for tomorrow's visiting day. The girls would have their boyfriends and families up to visit.
She made her way down the corridor. As she entered the shower room, she was hit with the warm and wet familiar mist which was always present in the shower room. As she reached her locker, Sarina opened it and flung her traveling kit in the bottom of her locker, grabbing a bar of her favorite scented soap and began to undress herself, placing her clothes on the hook in her locker. She always felt a bit funny undressing with the other girls in the shower room, but after all this time, the feeling lessened a bit each time she undressed with them.
Sarina now completely nude, walked around looking for an empty shower stall ... and didn't succeed in finding one. Instead, she bumped into three of the few friends she had at Holy Home.
"Hi, Sarina," chorused Sue, Mary and Carla. "How's things?"
"Ah, so-so. You know how it is up here," Sarina answered.
Sarina found herself glancing up and down the girls' bodies and forced herself to glance at their faces.
"How long have you been waiting," Sarina impatiently asked.
"About ten minutes," Sue replied.
"I'm getting damn tired of waiting," Mary added.
"If someone ever gets out of the shower, maybe we could all share one so we could get out of this hot house," Carla suggested.
"Well, I don't know," Sarina warned. "You know what they'd say about us showering together. I mean with Mother Superior around and all."
"Ah, that old bag of wind," Mary replied. "I could say a few things about her. I mean the way she treated you all this time, Sarina. I'd do it just to spite her."
"Yeah," Sue plunged in, "she's been acting like she's going through her change of life or something like that. I wonder what's with her anyway."
Sarina seemed stunned for a moment, being quite overwhelmed by the attitude of the girls toward Mother Superior. She had always thought that all the girls would be just too happy to follow in her footsteps.
She began to realize that other girls had shared her feelings toward Mother Superior, and that she was not alone in her feelings.
"I thought that that was the way she always was," Sarina added. "It kind of spooked me to think that I might one day be like her."
"How do you mean?" Carla butted in.
"Well, her being the head nun, I figured she's been this way because she was head of this place. I just thought that this was the way to be."
"Bullshit!" shouted Carla with all the meaning she could muster, "she's too much for anyone to stand. As a matter-of-fact, I'm learning a lesson from her. Now I know just how not to be, unless I want a world full of enemies."
"Yeah," Sue commented, "I've cursed at her behind her back more times that I have hair on my head."
"Yeah, she's just a dumb bitch," Mary accused.
"Wow, this is just too much for me to be hearing in one day," Sarina smiled, "but I'm glad I heard it. At least I don't feel so cruddy anymore."
They all laughed as Mary put her arm around Sarina's naked shoulder in a friendly, patting gesture.
"Take it in stride, kid," Mary laughed.
"I think we should all stick together a little bit more," Sue added turning to Carla with a grin on her face. "There's probably a lot of things that we don't know about each other. Who knows, maybe we could all feel a little less cruddy."
Sarina looked at Sue as she spoke. She couldn't help feeling a little strange in the presence of the three other naked bodies. There seemed to be an aura of excitement in the air, a kind of excitement that was never felt before in Holy Home. Sarina felt like a little devil plotting and scheming with the girls. She felt like a kid again.
"Hey look, there's an empty shower over there," Sue pointed out. "Well girls, what do you say?"
"Fine with me," Mary agreed. "Let's go!" shouted Carla. They turned to Sarina, waiting for her reaction.
"Ah, ah, yeah, let's go," Sarina said.
They all giggled in a mischievous fashion, grabbing hands and running into the shower. Here they were, defying the rules of the school. Though Sarina agreed, there still seemed to be a bit of hesitance in Sarina's actions. She couldn't help hearing the other side of her saying ... you're breaking the rules, Sarina. Surely this is not the way of a good girl.
They made their way into the shower stall, Sue turning on the shower. Sue always liked her shower on the hot side. She loved to see the steam fill the stall and cloud up the milky-type glass. She would always adjust the nozzle so that the water would come out in sharp, piercing pellets. She loved the feel of the needle like action upon her naked body.
"Come on under," Sue yelled, "the water's just great!"
Mary made her way under the spurting beads while pulling Carla in by the hand.
Sarina shimmied her way, so as just to catch the falling water on her shoulder.
"Who's got the soap?" Sue asked.
"I've got some," Sarina replied handing her the soap.
Sue took the soap from Sarina's hand. She began to rub it vigorously between her hands. "I'll take the soap," said Mary. "All yours," Sue said.
Sue began massaging her hands up and down the length of her torso. She always loved rubbing her hands up and down her lovely body.
Sarina watched on.
Sue caught Sarina's eye.
"Helps get the dirt off, scrubbing up and down does, you know. It feels good too!" Sue smiled.
Mary stepped out from under the shower. She began to soap her body up and down, getting the lather thick and creamy over the sensitive areas of her body.
Sarina turned and watched Mary as she continued rubbing her hands over her breasts, causing the lather to gather at the tip of her nipples.
Carla tapped Mary on the back.
"Soap please, before I melt under this shower," Carla said taking the soap from Mary's hand. She began to lather herself up in the same fashion.
These girls aren't bad looking, Sarina thought to herself. Why are they at Holy Home? It seems they could do much better on the outside. Why, just look at Sue, Sarina thought on. I bet she could even become a model or something. Her body is so smooth and firm ... and so beautifully slim. Surely she would have no trouble. And Mary ... why if I had a face like hers I would have left Holy Home a long time ago. And Carla ... her breasts so firm, yet so big. Surely getting a husband or lover would be no problem for her.
Once again, Sarina felt that certain aura of excitement present.
Here she was taking a shower with three other girls, attractive ones at that. What is there to be excited about, Sarina asked herself.
"Hey, my hair needs a good washing," Sue shouted out. "Who would like to wash it for me.
It seems no matter how much I scrub it myself, I could never really get it clean."
"I'll wash it," Mary said, "under one condition, of course, that you wash mine."
"Agreed!" Sue said smiling.
"Hey Carla!" yelled Mary, "are you done with the soap yet?"
"I've got a bottle of shampoo in my locker," Sarina said, "do you want to use that?"
"Does it make a lot of lather?" Mary asked.
"Yeah!" Sarina replied.
"Okay, go ahead and get it. I just love a soapy lather."
Sarina grabbed a towel from the hook on the back of the shower door and ran out to get the shampoo. She was thinking that her hair needed washing too and maybe, just maybe she would have someone else do it for her. She picked up the shampoo and hurried back into the shower.
"Here it is!"
"Great," Sue replied, taking the shampoo from Sarina's hand. She handed it to Mary.
"Okay, Mary, get going. It's all yours," Sue said.
Sue held on to Mary's thighs as she scrubbed Sue's head quite roughly.
"Ahh, that feels good," Sue moaned, "scrub it harder."
She proceeded to scrub with all her might, scrubbing all over her head and down her neck.
Should I, Sarina thought to herself. Should I have Carla wash my hair. She turned to Carla and saw her still lathering her body as if in a world of her own.
"Carla," Sarina said, "would you wash my hair for me?"
"Sure thing," Carla replied. "Hey Mary, give me the shampoo. Sarina wants me to do her hair for her."
"Here," Mary said grinning as though she knew a secret.
Carla turned and got the shampoo from her.
"Okay kid, bend down and hold on to my legs so that you don't slip."
Sarina kneeled down and grabbed a hold of Carla's shapely thighs. Carla poured the sudsy liquid on Sarina's head. It dripped down her neck and onto her back, sending little goose bump like shivers up her spine. Carla began scrubbing Sarina's head, making sure her strokes were hard and long.
Completely lost in the soothing sensations of Carla's massaging fingers, Sarina was unaware of anybody else even being around. Carla's strokes started to pick up speed, and she began pulling Sarina's head closer and closer to her body with each stroke.
All of a sudden, Sarina's trance was broken by little moaning sounds coming from where Sue and Mary were standing. She turned her head to see what was happening.
Sarina just froze in her spot as her eyes were shocked at what they saw. Sue's head was between Mary's smooth legs. She couldn't believe the picture her eyes were sending to her brain. All she could do was just kneel there completely shocked as Sue continued to suck Mary's cunt.
She wanted to turn her head away, but she didn't. She just remained as she was, watching ... just taking the whole thing in.
"Oh yes, baby, suck it. Suck it hard ... please!" Mary moaned.
"I'll do it, you know I'll do it for you, honey," Sue muttered back in soft tones.
Sarina was still just watching on as the two girls continued in their lewd, lustful lesbian act. The situation became ever so much more real to Sarina when Carla shrugged her quite harshly by the hair and turned her head in the direction of hers. Sarina looked up at Carla with a blank expression on her face. There was Carla, smiling at her ... smiling in the same way Mary was smiling at Sue.
Sarina pulled away from the grip of Carla's digging hands. She fell backwards, landing on her back. The water from the shower ran hard upon her, pinching her naked nipples.
"Sarina, baby," Carla softly spoke, "honey, you don't know what it's like. It's like nothing you could ever imagine. Come and let me show you what it's all about."
Sarina just lay there under the shower, staring at Carla, then her eyes turned in the direction of Mary and Sue. There they were, Sue still sucking passionately on Mary's budding pussy and breasts.
"Oh, Sarina, please do it with her," Mary pleaded. "Let her show you what it's like. It's heaven on earth, believe me!" Sarina turned her head back in the direction of Carla. She was still lying under the sharp spurts of the scalding hot shower. Carla had gotten down on her hands and knees and, without any notice, slipped her hand on Sarina's thigh.
"Come on, baby, just say the word and all of your troubles will be over," Carla assured.
Sarina couldn't talk. She tried to, but her lips didn't form any words. She was too choked up with confusion. She knew that it would be now or never. Yes, it was now that she take part with the trio, or remain with her Holy Home convictions.
Yes, this was the turning point to Sarina's lewd, anything-goes life.
It was then that Carla made the decision for Sarina. She plunged on top of Sarina, pressing the length and full weight of her body on Sarina. Sarina didn't fight her off. She just lay there.
Carla began stroking Sarina's breasts, and squeezing the tiny nipples as she reached to the tops. One of Carla's hands began to make its way down the water-beaded belly of Sarina ... stopping to linger at her belly-button, making tiny, circular motions around it. Carla's hips began to gyrate as her passion began to rise. Her hand now made its way to Sarina's pubic hairs. She began to pull gently on them, twirling the hairs to form curls. Two of her fingers played around the outer lips of Sarina's cuntal passage, occasionally sliding back to the crack of Sarina's ass.
Sarina's eyes shifted frantically from left to right as if trying to escape the reality of the whole situation. But, each time she turned to the left, she could only see the arousing view of Sue and Mary feasting viciously on each other's dripping cunts.
It was really just too much for Sarina. She was a virgin too long and all this was beginning to drive her mad and hot with lesbianic passion. Sarina responded by instinctively gyrating her hips to the beat of the thrusting fingers of Carla.
Carla sensed the feeling of Sarina's moving hips. Now was the time for Carla's fingers to make their entrance into the inflamed passage of Sarina's cunt. She shoved in one finger, feeling the tightness of Sarina's little pussy hole.
"See, see honey, I told you it would be like this," Carla moaned wiggling her finger, teasing the hell out of Sarina.
"Oh yes, Carla, I didn't know anything could ever be like this," Sarina panted.
"Come on, tell me you like it ... tell me you love it," Carla teasingly purred.
"Yes, I like it ... I love it there, deep in my hole," Sarina grunted. "I love you, Carla."
"Say it loud, and I'll fingerfuck you even better. Say it so everybody can hear it," Carla demanded.
"I love you, Carla. I love you," Sarina literally shouted out.
Carla continued thrusting her finger rougher and rougher up and down, and around and around Sarina's pussy. Her pace began to increase as she felt the hot liquid of Sarina's cunt drip out onto her fingers. She now slid a second finger in as the hot juice served as a lubricant for her newly added finger. She played, pulled and dug her fingernails into Sarina's clitoris, wiggling it all around.
Sarina's body began to bounce up and down as Carla's pace increased in vigor and beat.
"That's it, honey, show me what you can do, show me that you want it," Carla moaned.
"Teach me, show me how it's done ... show me the way to heaven," Sarina cried aloud.
With this, Carla rolled Sarina on her side, hooking her thumb in Sarina's asshole. She began to slide her tongue slowly down the length of Sarina's hot, writhing body.
She made short, sporatic motions with her tongue as her head passed Sarina's inflamed nipples. She continued on her journey downwards, her fingers still working in and out of Sarina's cavern. Her tongue made its way to her mound, biting gently on the little hairs and pulling on a few of them to intensify the stimulation. She pulled her fingers from Sarina's hole, making sure they were carrying the hot, foamy liquid. She took her fingers, placing them into her own mouth, sampling the taste of what was to come. Carla sucked her fingers in and out of her mouth, making sucking sounds, as if it was a cock instead.
"Do it now, I'm going out of my mind already. Please, make it now ... I just can't wait any longer," Sarina bellowed.
"That's it, doll, tell me you want it," Carla chanted. "I want to hear you beg for it. Come on, beg!"
"Please ... please, you know I love you, Carla. Show me you love me too," Sarina said, tears beginning to form at the inner corners of her eyes.
"Easy baby, momma will take care of you. I'll make it all feel better. You can trust Carla." Carla's head dove between Sarina's legs, eyeing the jewels before her. She opened her mouth wide, ready to receive the beautiful sight of Sarina's hot, dewy cunt. Her mouth enveloped the whole area of her pussy without any trouble.
She sucked as hard and expertly as she could, taking all of the warm liquids Sarina could muster.
Tears fell freely from Sarina's eyes as the sucking had intensified. Instinctively, Sarina's hand surrounded Carla's juicy, desirable breasts. She had wanted to return some of the pleasure that she was receiving. Her fingers made their way to Carla's super-large nipples, squeezing and rolling them between her fingers.
"Yes, oh yes, Sarina. That's all it takes ... really work them over. Just let your imagination lead the way."
This was all that Sarina had to hear. She sat up and placed her mouth over Carla's boobs. She sucked hard, wanting to bite them off if she could. She wiggled her tongue around and across the tips quickly. This was all that Carla needed to trigger herself off. She jerked up, grabbing Sarina by the head and shoved Sarina's head into her flaming bush.
"Now it's your turn. Suck it like you sucked my tits!" Carla commanded. "This is the part I love the most."
"Yes, anything, anything for you, love."
She sucked away, sticking her tongue between the folds of Carla's flesh. Her tongue played with the layers of skin. Carla had taught Sarina well.
Carla threw her hands into Sarina's hair and began pulling her forward firmly, as the vibrations of Sarina's tongue filled her body.
"Oh, keep it up. Don't stop now. I'm going to come. I'm ... I'm going to come."
A sea of hot, salty lava splashed its way down Sarina's throat.
"Eat it all up, darling," Carla shouted, "eat every last drop of it. It's good for you, and a sin to waste."
She licked up every last drop as she had been told. Nothing had ever tasted so good to Sarina in her present condition.
Sarina bobbed her head up, half dizzy from the ordeal she had just undergone. There she saw her loving Carla smiling contentedly.
"You were just beautiful ... just like a pro!"
Sarina blushed, quite proud of herself, not feeling so average anymore. She knew that she had done more than a professional job on Carla and she had a lot to be proud of.
Sarina's compliments were interrupted by a pat on the back. It was Mary, holding Sue's hand.
"Welcome to the club. That was a great show you put on. I came three times just watching you," Mary said.
Sarina knew that she wasn't kidding. The stream flowing from her thighs proved the fact.
"We knew you could do it," Sue encouraged. "It was just a matter of time."
"I never would have believed that anything could feel so good. Or, for that matter, that anything like this could ever happen to me. It's really strange ... so strange. It was all so quick."
"The only thing strange about it, darling is that it took you so long to find out where it's at. But, now you know and everything will be just fine from now on. Take my word for it ... you'll see," Sue said.
"I don't have to take your word. I've found out for myself. It's weird what a little love can do ... with a little help from my friends."
Mary butted in, "You haven't seen anything yet. You've only seen half of it. You've only seen what two could do."
Sarina looked up with a little confusion as to what Mary meant.
"I don't quite understand. What do you mean just half of it ... is there more!" Sarina excitedly wanted to know.
"I'll tell you what. Why don't you just sit back," Mary suggested. "I mean seeing as how you're our guest and all, we'll show you."
"Okay," Sarina agreed, "I'm all yours."
Picking up a bar of soap, Mary pointed to Carla, making an up and down motion with her hand.
"I got the message," Carla okayed with her fingers.
Carla grabbed one arm while Sue grabbed the other arm, holding Sarina down snugly to the floor. Each grabbed one of her legs and spread them far apart, as far as humanly possible.
"Oh, watch out for my limbs," Sarina pleaded. "I feel like I'm spliting apart."
"We're in charge now. You better just lay there quietly and be a good girl!" Mary threatened.
She held the bar of soap firmly in her hand, getting down on all fours. She stroked the soap up and down the length of Sarina's body, making sure she worked up a good, hardy lather. She continued the motion up and down her legs. She was determined to cover every inch of Sarina's already stimulated flesh. She passed the bar of soap repeatedly across Sarina's cunt folds, occasionally sticking a corner in.
"Ow! That stings," Sarina complained.
"Oh, does it now," Mary sarcastically said, sticking the corner in deeper ... her thrust hardening with every pass. "You just don't worry about a thing. In five minutes, you'll be begging for more."
Mary then made her final pass over Sarina's cunt crack. But, this time she shoved the bar almost completely up Sarina's passage. There the bar of soap just lay ... half in and half out. Sarina let out a yelp from the burning and ripping of her cunt. The soap remained there, covered with blood, the blood of Sarina's virginity. It was still half in and half out of her hole. Carla squeezed some of the extra-strong treated shampoo into her hand, applying it in gobs on three of her fingers. She mercilessly shoved the burning green gob into Sarina's asshole ... making her scream.
Once again tears began to form in Sarina's eyes. Sarina knew that they were tears of passion.
Mary joined in, digging her fingernails into the inner thighs of Sarina's legs.
"Oh yes, Mary, I'll beg for more," Sarina admitted. "Do it, do anything you want to me ... just make me feel good."
"You're just beginning to know what pleasure is," Sue broke in.
Carla and Sue scratched Sarina's nipples, digging and dipping their long fingernails into the very centers of Sarina's nipples.
Everyone was enjoying this sexual torture act, especially Sarina.
"I think I'm going to come" Sarina yelled out. "I think it's time for me to come!"
Mary scraped her nails in Sarina's inner thighs and scratched furiously into her cunt lips, leaving little red blood streaks as a mark of her efforts.
"Come baby, come all over the fucking place. Just let it pour out," Mary uttered, still scratching away at Sarina. She reached up for the bar of soap, which was halfway melted away in Sarina's hot, bloody cunt. She shoved it up further and then, with a quick sudden motion, yanked it out. She expertly placed her mouth at Sarina's cunt and opened her cunt with three fingers of each hand ... riping Sarina's already torn cunt even further. She shoved up her tongue and a few fingers.
Sarina just cried from the mixed pain with pleasure.
Carla made it just in time to catch her mouthful of Sarina's hot, soapy, bloody come. She didn't let a drop of the raunchy concoction go to waste.
"I came. Oh, I came!" Sarina joyously cried out, "For the first fucking time in my whole fucking life, I came." She was really overjoyed by the whole ordeal.
Mary lifted her head from Sarina's cunt and smiled up at her.
"Yeah, oh yeah, you came alright love. That was the hottest load I've ever tasted in my whole life. I've been at it a long time too, baby cakes."
Carla waited a moment for some sort of reply from Sarina.
"Well Sarina, I ask you ... could you ask for anything more?"
"I think I don't have to ask for anything more. If there is more, I'm sure you won't hesitate to oblige."
"I had a wonderful time," Sue happily said. "I think it was one of the best times I've had since I've been here."
"I think we all had a good time. What do you say, girls?" Mary asked.
"Yeah!" they answered in unison.
"Hey, what the hell time is it?" asked Sue. "I think it's late."
"Yeah man, we've been in here for a hell of a long time," Carla joined in.
"Do you think that it's past our curfew?" Sarina asked in her worried tones.
"I don't think so. We'd better all get our sexy asses out of here in a hurry though."
They gave each other another few looks and pinches.
Mary broke in again, "If that bitch, Mother Superior is on the prowl, we may never get a chance at this again. Can you imagine if she ever finds out where we've been all this time?"
"I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy," Sue added. "Let's get moving!"
Sarina and the girls jumped up took one last, quick shower to rinse off their soapy come. They stepped out of the stinging, but refreshing spurts of water now completely cleaned. They made their way out of the stall, finding the place completely empty.
"Hey, it's funny but we didn't even make sure that everyone else was out of here before we started our little escapade," Sarina said, examining the empty stalls. "I hope that nobody saw or heard us. That could be a terrible tragedy."
"I wouldn't worry about that doll," Carla reassuringly encouraged. "Why shouldn't I?"
"Do you think that we're the only ones who play these games around here?"
"You mean everyone knows?" Sarina asked, surprised and delighted.
"Well, I wouldn't say everybody," Carla continued, "but at least the better majority of the girls know ... except for a couple of jerk offs. I'd say everybody here is quite hep, including you too, Sarina."
Sarina smiled and blushed. This didn't hide the fact that she was still quite overwhelmed by that piece of information. But then again, the entire day had proved quite overwhelming, and she was at the state where she would believe anything.
The girls began dressing in their pajamas and slippers, trying to dress as quickly as possible.
Sarina got her shower case together, putting everything in order.
"Hey, what about confession," Sarina remembered, breaking their silence.
"Oh wow!" Carla shouted. "I forgot all about that shit. But, we'll have to sign the book and go or Mother Superior will shit in her holy pants."
The girls began to laugh, picturing lumps of smelly shit plopping out of Mother Superior's pants.
"I think we still have time to take it in," Sue said.
"Yeah, let's move it ... and fast!" Mary urged.
The girls now dressed, ran out of the shower area and opened the door with caution. They made their grand, sneaky exit. They had to make sure that no one was patrolling the area ... especially Mother Superior.
The coast was clear, but they still proceeded with caution. They didn't want to blow a future shower scene. Most of the times, they'd have some nun parading up and down, looking in the shower room filled with naked girls all packed in the steamy concentration camp shower ... waiting impatiently naked.
"Listen," whispered Mary, "we'll all split up now, go to our rooms, get dressed and meet at the chruch doors for confession."
"Okay," everybody agreed. They split up and went their separate ways.
Sarina could not help think of the hypocrisy of them going to confession after the lewd sex ordeal. It was so damned corny. Confession, she thought on her way to her room. What could be more stupid! Then she worried. What the hell am I going to say when I get in that booth. I know, bless me father for I have sinned. Yeah, I sinned alright. I sucked Carla's cunt while I was in the shower. I let her suck me off too. Yeah, I sucked so goddamned hard that my lips are sore from it. I let her shove her fingers in and out of my pussy while I so vigorously moved my hips about in my anticipation of what was to come. I bit on her tits till she begged for more. Yes, father, I have sinned. I didn't even stop at that, father. I just lay back and let Mary stick a bar of scented soap up my cunt while Carla and Sue dug their fingernails ever so hard in my erect nipples. I just lay back and let the whole thing happen. Then father, Mary pulled the soap from my cunt and stuck her sweet lips over my inflamed pussy tissues, only to catch a full load of my hot, soapy come in her mouth. Yes father, I have sinned. I sinned alright and I'm so fucking glad that I did.
Sarina chuckled picturing the scene. She grew a bit frightened, realizing the seriousness of the situation. The door flung open to Sarina's room as she made her determined entrance. She walked to her dresser and opened the drawers to get out some clean clothes. She found only her familiar uniform in which she had imprisoned herself for the past couple of boring years.
"Fuck it," she shouted out loud. "I'm so sick and tired of this damn monkey suit. It's like a fucking straight jacket."
Nevertheless, it was the only thing she had and she had better get into it fast. She had to meet her good friends by the church doors, her three lovely friends.
As she dressed, she wondered how they felt about the whole idea of going to confession. They surely have been to confession before after performing such love acts to each other. How could they do it? What the hell do they say when they get there? Surely this was something she had to find out before she entered the booth.
Sarina was now completely dressed and ready to go confront the church. She grabbed her veil from the drawer and made her way to her destination. She knew that they would tell her what to do.
There on the church steps by the doors were Carla, Mary and Sue, right there as planned.
"What kept you, Sarina?" Carla asked.
"Oh, I was just doing a little bit of thinking, that's all," Sarina worriedly replied.
"Thinking?" Mary asked with a grin on her face, "now what could you possibly be thinking about?"
"Ah, come on. Stop kidding around you two, we've got to go inside and super fast!" Sue warned.
"No, wait!" Sarina pleaded. "I've got to ask you all something first."
"Well, hurry up. What is it?" Mary asked, curiously looking at Sarina.
"Well, tell me," Sarina went on, "what the fuck do you say to the priest when you get your ass in that booth?"
"What do you think you say? Hey father, I want you to fuck me?" Mary sarcastically laughed out. "I'm a horny stud," she added thinking herself quite comical.
"Mary, I think she's serious," Sue said.
"Okay, okay, if I must tell you," Mary gave in. "You just go over to the booth and play the nice little girl from Holy Home. You tell father what little Holy Home girls' sins should be like. Say things like chewing gum in class and listening to the radio after curfew, showing up late for class. Oh, if you really feel daring," she giggled, "you could even tell him you snuck a cigarette in the bathroom. That one really makes him feel like he's in there for a purpose. Should I go on or do you get the idea?"
"No, I think I've got the idea. Tell me something though, how do you feel when you say those lies?"
"Smart," Sue said and continued, "fucking smart and out of big trouble."
"But the whole thing is so stupid."
"Then you go and tell him exactly what happened if it will make you feel any more better," Mary angrily concluded.
"Just make the best of it," Sue motherly advised, "while you're in there."
"Don't get me wrong. It's not that I feel bad about lying but I just feel so goddamned corny."
"Well, let's get it over with and we'll split to our rooms."
"Great!"
Sarina smiled and added, "I think we could all use a good night's sleep. I sure could anyway."
With that they ironically entered the chapel and did what unfortunately had to be done. They all felt corny, but not regretful of their day's adventures.
CHAPTER THREE
Warm Contemplation
Confession had gone much easier than Sarina thought it would go. She did just as her friends advised her and everything went along just smoothly.
As she lay there in bed, she couldn't help but think back on what an exciting day it had been for her. It was the turning point in her life. She was deep in her thoughts. Just think, it's been four years since I entered Holy Home and in that time, I've never even once suspected such a thing could ever take place anywhere ... let alone Holy Home. Most of all, it happened to me.
She had always thought that her three friends were quiet and shy. She remembered them as always staying together, whether on a class project or just hanging about. What a great friendship those three have, Sarina thought on, just sharing in every way with each other. The whole thing seemed so beautiful and free to her.
Tonight, for the first time, Sarina wanted to go to bed completely naked. She began to realize what a beautiful feeling naked skin against soft sheets could be. She always would sleep with a pair of pajamas and her robe and slippers close by. At times she would wake up nearly strangled by her fucking night gown. But not tonight ... perhaps not ever again would she allow her sensations to be imprisoned by those hard, still pajamas with the name Holy Home on the pocket.
Sarina flung her arms into the air, reaching as high as she could. She wanted to stretch the limbs of her body, the limbs that ached from the day she had spent with the girls.
She lifted one leg, letting the blanket fall between them, onto her crotch. Suddenly, she felt a sensation starting to develop between her legs. It was the same feeling she had gotten earlier in the day when with her three friends. She brought her leg down and let both legs spread wide open.
She placed her hands slowly down upon her firm, little breasts. Her nipples began to harden as she squeezed them ever so carefully between her finger tips. Sarina's face filled with a look of desire as she started to pull on her taut nipples. She pulled harder and harder as the sensations rose with each pull upward.
She began to let out little sighs, grunts and moans of delight. Her lips moved repeatedly as if she were softly whispering into someone's ear. Her tongue peeped out and licked her rosy lips in desire.
Her hands began to make their way down to her pussy bush. They traveled along the length of her torso, only to make a short, full stop at her belly button. She stuck one of her fingers in the hole and dug in sharply, letting some flesh overlap her finger. The other hand just kept right on going, a non-stop journey to its destination.
As she reached the top of her pubic hairs, she stopped and let her fingers tease the sensitive area. She continued the journey downwards, her fingers making way to the hot, wet clit of her lovely pussy.
She plunged a finger quickly up the juicy crack. It slid in with no effort as her cunt was filled with the sweet smelling lubricant. Her clitoris grew inflamed with the wiggling motions of her fingers. She shoved in a second finger and let out a big groan as her passage made way for the entry.
"Oh, my god!" Sarina yelled out. "Oh yes, Carla baby, fingerfuck me really good. Don't ever stop my love child. You know how badly I need you. You know how I love you so."
She let her imagination run away with her as she spoke out, hoping that Carla would somehow hear her plea.
"Fuck it hard, my love," she went on. "And you, Mary, put your sweet, receiving mouth over my tit and suck. Suck hard and don't stop until you draw blood. Don't even stop then. My breasts need you to suck them. Oh suck them, please. I beg you."
It was as if they were right there with her, doing the things that Sarina had demanded of them. She was insane with the continuous passion and lust which burned within her.
"Oh yes, you too, Sue my darling ... come to me and sit on top of my mouth. I want so badly to taste your delicious love juices. Come and let my tongue play within your treasure. Let me have your clit."
Sarina began to make spiral motions with her tongue as if it were up the juicy pussy of Sue. And to Sarina, she was sucking Sue's cunt. She was sucking with every bit of energy and enthusiasm she could dish out. Mary was sucking her tits for her and Carla was licking and biting on her hot, foaming cunt. They were all there with Sarina having a grand old time. No one could have told her different.
"I'm going to come, my darlings. I'm going to come any second. Hang on. Here it comes!"
Sarina let out what seemed to be an ocean of cream as she pulled her fingers from her cunt. The juice ran down her thighs and on to the sheet. She lay back, breathing heavily for a few moments.
"Oh, my lovers, that was just devine," she assured her imaginary friends. "Now you all lie down next to me and sleep. You all deserve a good night sleep."
She heavily sunk into her pillow, quietly letting her thoughts take her away. She thought of how, until today, her life had been one state of confusion. She lived from day to day, hoping she would fall upon her call in life. Now, in just one great day, she had experienced what some girls don't ever experience in their lives. She knew what the other side was like now. She understood that sex would be her answer to her frustrations. She had her friends and she knew it would be good times from now on. She could depend on the trio for advice when in doubt and trust their judgment. For, it was them who had opened the doors to a new life for Sarina. A life that was the turning point to her prostitution.
Sarina pulled the covers up to her neck and snuggled her head in the soft pillows.
Tomorrow is visiting day, she thought. All the girls' parents and relatives will come down to see their little darlings. I've got to get a good night sleep, for tomorrow begins a whole new way of Me for me.
She fell asleep ... a deep sleep that night.
Her mind clouded and visiting came into view. She recalled that day with a smile on her sleeping face.
CHAPTER FOUR
Visiting Day
As the sun shone in through the window, Sarina turned herself over to greet the day. She had a great sleep and she felt calm and relaxed. She pulled the covers down and sat up, gazing at the bright, orange sun peering through the slightly opened curtains. She jumped out of bed as excited as a child on Christmas morning.
Ah, she thought, it's wonderful to wake up in the morning and know a whole new kind of excitement is waiting for me out there.
She walked to her dresser and pulled out her brush and comb. She stroked her hair in a kind of fashion that was her new way of expressing her new identity. She pulled open her closet and pulled out her uniform. Her uniform would just have to do for today's visiting day.
As she placed it down on her bed, she thought of how, on past visiting days, she would just walk around the school grounds to kill the time of day. She had never gotten any visitors, for she hadn't informed anyone of the fact that she was going to Holy Home because her parents had died and she was alone.
She had no boyfriends whom she could share her pleasures and problems with. She was always dependent on herself and nobody else. She had always been stuck with only herself to confide and trust in.
However, today would be different. She would roam about the area, anxious to meet and converse with other girls' visitors. It seemed her shyness had vanished with her inexperience as of yesterday.
She tidied up her surroundings, putting away the odds and ends, such as the books she had thrown on the floor yesterday. She slipped in her uniform, making sure it was properly ironed first.
The visitors would be coming at about ten o'clock in the morning, and would have lunch at the school. They would spend their remaining time with the girls. That was the way a normal visiting day would go. At six o'clock, they would head for the bus that they came in, and get on with their journey home.
Sarina glanced over to her clock which was on the lacey dresser. It was seven o'clock. In fifteen minutes mass would start.
She gave the room a final glance and headed out the door to the church.
There standing in a trio as always were Carla, Mary and Sue. She let out a big smile and a warm wordless message of love to them.
"Good morning, loved ones. How was your sleep last night?"
"Hi, Sarina," Carla replied. "I slept just great."
"Morning to you too," Mary and Sue sang out together.
"How was your night, love?" Carla spoke out.
"Just devine, just devine," Sarina went on. "It was as if I never really slept before."
"Well, let's get to mass. We can talk a little more later at breakfast," Mary suggested.
They all agreed that they would meet at the breakfast hall and chat some more about the lovely times ahead.
Mass ended and they made their way up to the cafeteria. They had separated because each girl had assigned seats in church. They were free when they would reach the cafeteria.
Mary was the first to arrive, then Sue and Carla, followed by Sarina.
"What's on the menu this fine morning?" Sarina asked.
"Eggs and bacon," Sue informed her.
"Hear, they treat us real good on visiting day," Carla said, "they really go all out to put on a good show for our people."
"Who're you expecting?" Mary asked Sarina.
"Well, as usual, no one. But, that isn't bothering me today. Nothing could bother me after what you did to me in the shower yesterday, Mary."
"Yeah, I guess I did do a good job at that," Mary boasted, blowing hot air on her fingernails and buffing them off proudly on her chest.
"Hey, what about me?" Carla interrupted with a hurt, put-on expression on her face. "I think I gave you a real good time too. I sucked you till you were dry."
"Oh Carla, you know I owe it all to you for starting me off, love. You were all just wonderful."
"And there will be better times ahead for all of us. I'm sure of that," Sue assured them.
"Who are you expecting, Mary?" Sarina asked.
"Well, I'm expecting my parents and my brother, Bob."
"Oh, I didn't know ' you had a brother Mary."
"Sure, he's twenty, and good looking, even if I must say so myself."
"How about you, Carla? Who are you expecting?" Sarina inquired.
"My two sisters and my Uncle Pete. My parents are away in Europe," Carla replied. "My Uncle Pete is really a swinger. We get along great. We're good in understanding each other. Ever since I was a kid of fourteen, he would always come over on weekends and we would spend time together," Carla went on. "My two sisters are a little lame yet, but I haven't seen them in quite a while. Who knows, maybe they have changed by now."
"Sounds like a real nice relation you and your uncle have," Sarina complimented.
"Not just nice, a fantastic one would be more like it," Carla added. "Why I can tell you some real creaming stories about him and me. I remember the first time I met him. I was fourteen and my parents invited him over for dinner. I was setting the table when he came in. I remember the look I gave him. Wow, what a hunk of man!"
"Yeah," Sarina commented with interest.
"We sat and ate dinner when my parents decided that they wanted to go out and see a movie. They asked Uncle Pete if he would like to go. He told them that he had seen what was playing at the movies. Of course he really hadn't seen the movie, but it was a good way for him to be alone with me in the house. My parents told him to stay around with me and get to know each other while they were gone. They left, telling us they would return later on and that we should have a nice time.
"I was kind of speechless, just sitting there with him. He asked me if I would like to go on the couch and watch television for a while. Of course, I agreed. We sat there for a while and then he put his arm around my waist. He sent such shivers up and down my spine with just that light touch. I knew what he was up to, but I just let him take me. He bent over and kissed me on my ear, gently blowing in some hot air. He brought me completely down on my back and our lips interlocked in a passionate kiss.
"I was kind of new at making love. I really didn't know what to do. I was still a virgin at the time. But this was the real thing, and he knew what he was doing."
Carla's story was interrupted by the dishes being placed on the table by the nun of the cafeteria.
"Cool it," Sue warned.
"Good morning girls," the nun greeted. "It's a fine breakfast we have for you this morning."
"Yes, it certainly is," Mary agreed.
"Well, enjoy it now. Visiting is in just a little while," the nun informed them, turning and walking back to the area in which she came.
"Hey, that was close," Sue said.
"Hey Carla, go on with the story," Mary urged. "I'm starting to get wet at the crotch just listening to you."
"Yeah, this is really getting interesting," Sarina added.
"Okay, okay, well, like I was saying, he really knew what he was doing. He started to run his fingers through my hair, lightly massaging my scalp with each stroke. He kissed my neck and started heading for my breasts. By this time, my tits were standing on end. He pulled my blouse down over my shoulders and started licking around my rock hard nipples. He made little circles with his tongue as he pulled my blouse down to my waist. He put his entire mouth over my little titties, sucking and licking, not letting my passions go for a second. He started to work his hands down toward my zipper. His mouth was still sucking hard.
"I remember how tears almost came to my eyes as he bit my nipple and pulled with his teeth. But my tears turned to tears of passion as his hand made way to my awaiting pussy. I knew right then and there that I was going to get fucked. All I could do was hope he would hurry up the action.
"Then he lifted himself off the couch. He looked into my anxious eyes and his sexy voice told me to undress. Instantly, I obeyed his commands, for I was definitely under his spell. I quickly undressed, fumbling all over the place. My excitement was taking control of my body. I tossed my clothes on the floor. There I sat, completely naked in the presence of my Uncle Pete. It was the first time I had ever been naked in front of anyone except for my mother.
"Instinctively I began to unbutton his shirt, exposing his muscular pectorials. I pulled it off his body and then began to work on his pants. His cock formed a massive lump, showing the outline of the huge rod he had inside. Immediately, he took me by the head and pushed it, my mouth going over the big heap. I started to bite on it, hoping that this is what he expected me to do. He started to let out little grunts of pleasure, making me know I was doing the right thing. I started to take charge. I pulled his zipper down, unbuttoned his pants, and let them drop to the floor. I grabbed on his briefs, quickly letting them meet the pants on the ground.
"There it stood, the biggest, most delicious thing I have ever seen. What a cock! I stood staring at it in disbelief. It must have been at least ten inches long and three inches thick.
"I threw my hands around the massive weapon and began to pull up and down, letting the nails of my thumbs touch his pink slit at the top. I began to blow some hot air all around it as I could see it start to throb. He began moving his hips to the beat of my hands, bringing his cock closer and closer to my waiting mouth.
"I stuck my tongue out and bent over to lick his rod up and down. God it was big. I wanted to take it in my mouth so badly but I was afraid it wouldn't fit. I decided to give it a go. I opened my mouth very wide and took the head of his cock in. I flung my arms around his ass so I could get more balance. I wanted that cock. I wanted to have that whole thing in my mouth at once. I stretched my mouth as wide as possible, taking more and more, inch by inch of that wonderful cock. I bobbed my head up and along the shaft, only stopping at the tip to let my tongue play with his throbbing little slit.
"Everything just came so instinctively to me. It seemed my hands just naturally led the way. I plunged two fingers up his asshole, while still sucking on Uncle Pete's cock.
"Uncle Pete stepped out of the legs of his pants, kicking them over to the other side of the room. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and brought me down to the floor. I remember that the floor was cold. I laid there, flat on my back, knowing that at any minute, I would be giving up my birthday suit. I would no longer be a virgin.
"Uncle Pete got down on top of me. He spread his legs, getting my body between them. He grabbed hold of my thighs and pushed them as wide apart as they could go.
"He looked into my eyes as if to say, baby, this is it. Hold on because here it comes.
"I looked up at him and gave him a confident smile that said, take it, it's all yours.
"He took his cock in his hands and guided it carefully to its destination. He placed the gigantic head on the lips of my wanting pussy. He motioned forward with his body, forcing it in about an inch.
"I let out a scream, as I began to dig my nails in his back for security. It was like no pain you could imagine. I dug my nails in deeper as more of Uncle Pete's cock made its way up my tunnel.
"Then, with a final plunge, a popping sound faintly emerged from the inside of my hole. I threw my head back, hitting it hard against the floor. I had been broken, broken like a cow poke breaks in a stallion.
"From then on, his cock slid in with no effort. He started pumping softly, then picked up the pace. I brought his chest down to mine and we stood there, embraced with hot lust for each other. I kissed him as violently as I could. I even thanked him for what he had done. He pulled his head up and really went to it. He balanced himself on his toes, making jerking motions so hard that he lifted me off the floor with each long, passionate thrust his cock made.
"I started to jerk my hips, keeping rhythm with his. I felt the head of his cock start to throb, signaling that he was about to shoot his load. He gave one final jerk as I felt the hot, creamy load shoot up my passage, burning the walls of my cuntal passage.
"There we lay, just the two of us, relieved."
All the girls stood there for a moment, fascinated at the tale Carla had told.
"Yes, that's what my Uncle Pete is all about," Carla spoke, breaking the trance she had put on the three girls.
"Wow, Carla, that was too fucking much for me. I swear, I came in my drawers just listening to you," Mary moaned out in a bewildering voice.
"Gee, I'd sure like to meet him," Sarina said anxiously.
"Oh, you will. You'll all meet him. Then you will see for yourself what a hunk of man he is," Carla bragged a bit.
"Hey Sue, you didn't tell us who you have coming down today," Mary wanted to know.
"Why my boyfriend, Danny," Sue replied. "And I could tell you a few things about him too."
Sue's prepared speech was interrupted by the peircing voice of Mother Superior over the loudspeaker.
"Girls, quiet down ... quiet down I say," her voice poured out more than loud and clear in her usual sarcasm. "The visitors will be here shortly. You all know that you have your areas assigned to where your parents will be meeting you. When the bell sounds you are to go there at once. Make sure you treat them with the utmost of curtesy and respect. Show them the true image of what a real Holy Home girl is. That is all."
With that, Mother Superior stepped down from the loudspeaker and made her way back to the halls of the school.
The bell rang out and the girls got up and started along their way.
"What area are you going to meet your people?" Sarina asked, looking at the trio.
"Well, as always we made sure that we meet them all in the same area so we can stick together of course," Mary said.
"Of course, I should have guessed that you would have everything planned," Sarina said, shaking her head up and down.
"We want you to stay with us, Sarina," Carla encouraged. "This way you can meet my Uncle Pete and my two sisters, June and Jane."
"And you can meet my brother Bob and Sue's boyfriend Danny," Mary added.
"Wow, it sounds like it's going to be quite a day for me," Sarina said. "And just think, up until yesterday, I would have turned down the offer to meet anyone new. Today I'll greet them with open arms."
She smiled at the trio as they made their way to the assigned area.
They arrived in their section just in time to see the bus pull in the parking area. The door of the bus swung open, the bus driver making a gesture with his arms saying to step down.
About eleven people got off before Carla spotted the masculine face of Uncle Pete. He stepped off the bus accompanied by Carla's two sisters, Jane and June.
Carla was surprised to see how her two little sisters had developed in the time she hadn't seen them. Jane was dressed in a blue micro which did her beautiful legs the justice they deserved. June was wearing a pair of flair bell-bottoms, and a skin tight stretch top, exposing a pair of tits that must have measured at least a thirty-nine. Pete was wearing a knit sweater that showed off his muscular arms and shoulders as he walked.
Uncle Pete spotted Carla and made his way through the crowd, his hand extended out and waving at her.
"Carla," Pete shouted.
"Uncle Pete," Carla returned the call.
They met and embraced, Pete lifting her in the air as they swung in a circle.
"Oh, honey, it's been so long," Pete said.
"Too long, Uncle Pete, just too long."
Uncle Pete put her back on the ground, leaving his hand around her waist.
"June, Jane, oh how are you?" she asked excitedly. "Boy you two have really grown since I've seen you last."
Carla couldn't help herself from looking down at Jane's lovely legs. At the same time, she caught a glimpse of June's huge breasts.
"Just fine," the two sisters answered.
"Girls, I'd like you to meet my Uncle Pete and my two sisters, Jane and June," Carla said, introducing her relatives.
"I am pleased to meet you," Sarina then acknowledged.
"Yes, very pleased to meet you," Sue and Mary added.
"I must say, Carla has spoken a great deal about you, and I must say, she was indeed correct in her description of you," said Sarina.
"That's a compliment, I hope," Uncle Pete said, quite sure that it was.
"Indeed, it certainly is," Sarina assured.
"I must say Carla, you do keep good company," Pete said, looking over the trio.
Uncle Pete looked up and around the area.
"Sure hasn't changed much since the last time I came here," Pete continued. "So what's on the schedule for today."
"Well, I thought we would go to our usual place," Carla answered.
"Yeah, I've been wanting to just be with you for the longest time, Carla."
"Why don't you and Uncle Pete go off together for awhile," Jane cut in," I know you two are anxious to be alone."
"Yeah, go ahead sis," June added, "we'll stay here with your friends and chat awhile."
Carla didn't need any more convincing. With that Carla and Uncle Pete went off, saying that they would be back shortly.
"Sue!" a voice sang out from the bus.
"Oh, Danny!" Sue yelled.
It was Danny, Sue's boyfriend, followed by Mary's brother Bob.
"And there's Bob!" Mary yelled excitedly.
The two guys made their way through the crowd and up to the girls.
They embraced their loved ones and then they went through the rituals of introduction.
"Mom and Dad couldn't make it down this trip, Mary. They were called away on some business," Bob informed Mary.
"That's too bad, but you're a great sight for sore eyes just by yourself," Mary hugged him.
"Hey Danny," Sue spoke out, "how about you and me going for a nice, long walk."
"Great idea, honey," Bob agreed.
They held hands and walked off, going into the school area.
"Well, what do you say we stick around with each other for the day," Mary suggested.
They all agreed and decided to go into the lunch area and grab a coke and chat for awhile. They all bought cokes, and Bob got a coffee.
"Tell me, how long has it been since you've been here?" Bob asked. "I don't ever remember you being around here before."
"Well," Sarina replied, "I've been here for four years now, but I have always kept out of sight. But thanks to your sister, Mary and her friends, I like to make myself known."
"What do you mean thanks to Mary? What did she do to make you change your mind?"
Sarina's face flushed as she slipped out with what she thought was a well kept secret.
"Don't worry, love," Mary assured. "Bob is hep to me and my friends."
"Quite hep, Sarina, and I'd like to add that I do approve of the whole thing."
Bob laughed and extended his hand so as to call for a hand shake of Sarina.
Sarina extended her hand to Bob, her hand knocking over the bottle of Coke onto her dress.
"Oh damn! Clumsy me. Now look, it's all over me," Sarina yelled out.
"Oh, sorry there, I didn't mean to cause any harm by the hand shake."
"I'm just clumsy. Now I'll have to go change my dress. I won't be long. I have another one clean so it will just take a minute."
"Okay Sarina," Mary said, "see you in a little bit."
Sarina got up and walked out of the lunch area and up to her room. She got up around the dormitory area deciding to stop off in the bathroom to take a quick piss.
Visitors weren't allowed in the dorm area, so the section was quite empty.
As she went to enter the bathroom, she heard some talking coming from inside. She wasn't sure but she thought she heard a man's voice. She stopped and put her head to the door, opening it slightly. She was quite stunned at what she saw. There was Carla and Uncle Pete kissing, leaning up against one of the toilet booths.
Sarina was going to say something but decided that she shouldn't. She just stood there quietly as the action rolled on.
Uncle Pete's hand started roaming down Carla's breasts, opening the buttons of her blouse.
"Oh Pete, my darling, it's been so long since I've had you," Carla said with as much passion as she could muster.
"Yes baby, we have a lot of time to make up for."
He brought his hand down the front of her bra, sliding two fingers underneath. He began to lift the cups up, pulling it up over the top of her amazon like tits. He placed his mouth over a nipple, sucking and licking, while his hands made their way under the bottom of her dress , working their way up. Her panties fell to the floor as her body began to wiggle under the experienced fingers of Uncle Pete. His fingers increased their pace as little grunts and moans began to come from Carla's mouth.
"Oh baby, do it good, fingerfuck my pussy good."
"Yes baby, Uncle Pete is going to take real good care of you."
His hand slipped out from under her dress, coming up to unbutton it. He pulled it down to the floor, still maintaining a firm grip on her tit with his mouth.
Her dress was now completely off. Carla sat herself down on the toilet bowl. She spread her legs wide open, as she invited Uncle Pete to dig in her love box.
"Please Pete, hurry. Suck my cunt. It's calling you. Do you hear me? I want you to eat me. Eat me inside out!"
"Get ready honey, I'm going to suck you like you have never been sucked before."
With that, Pete brought his head down to her pussy, placing his tongue on the hot lips of her flaming cunt.
Carla started going wild. Her head swayed back and forth and rolled in a delirious fashion.
Sarina couldn't help but to open the door wider so as to catch more of the action. She began to feel that certain sense of excitement in the air, and felt a heavy wetness begin to develop in her crotch. She wished that she was in there with them, sharing in on the action. She felt kind of funny though because Pete was a man. She had never really had any experience with a man before, except for the child play of her and Billy-Joe at the age of twelve.
Pete stretched Carla's legs as wide as they could go. He brought his head up from her cunt, his mouth dripping with the hot, sweet smelling love juice which was pouring out of Carla's canal.
"Please don't stop. My cunt still needs your sweet lips. Please give me more," Carla pleaded.
"Don't worry, baby. I'm going to give you something really very special," Pete said pointing to the bulge in his pants.
"Oh yes, Pete, give that to me. It's been so long since I had that fat cock inside of me."
"Put your hand on it. Feel how it grows for you. Feel how it wants you."
He unfastened the button and pulled down his zipper.
Carla helped him the rest of the way by pulling them down to the floor.
Pete never wore any underwear. He couldn't stand having his tremendous tool caged in. His cock stuck out long and firm ... a massive hunk of meat it was at that.
"Oh, please baby, let me take it in my mouth first. Let me blow you first," Carla pleaded anxiously.
Sarina's eyes bulged out of her head as she stared at Pete's hunk of meat. It was the first time in her life that she had ever seen a cock. Her pussy grew more and more moist as she gazed in fascination at the fat, red rod which Pete possessed. She began to massage her tits as her nipples seemed to plunge out right through her bra. She put one hand under her skirt and felt the sticky, moist liquid running down her thighs. Her finger found its way inside her panties, as her finger plunged up her steaming hole. Her body began to shake from the excitement. Here she was fingerfucking herself while watching her friend Carla about to receive a cock in her mouth ... and the cock belonging to her Uncle!
It was all too much for her. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she saw Carla wrap her feminine pink lips around Pete's cock. She began making little, circular motions with her wet tongue wishing she was giving Pete the blow-job.
Carla's head bobbed back and forth, almost taking in the full length of her Uncle's shaft. She began to bite into it, leaving the marks of her teeth as a sign of her efforts.
"Carla, blow it good, my love. Suck the scum right out of it for your Uncle Pete," he crooned.
Carla started to gag as she attempted to take the full length of the erection down her throat. She had reached the base of the penis.
"Oh yes, I'm going to come. I'm going to come. Give it all you have, baby. Here it comes! Suck lover!"
With a mighty blast, Pete blew his load in Carla's mouth. Her cheeks puffed out as the hot, foamy, salty liquid filled her lovely mouth.
Carla let the scum just linger in her mouth awhile, swishing it around a couple of times, trying to get the full taste of every drop. She spit it out on Pete's stomach and began licking it up again. She swallowed it, letting out a big sigh of pleasure.
Pete pulled his cock from her mouth, as she tried to take it in again. The size of it hadn't shrunk an inch. It was still as hard and erect as it was before he had come. He was as hard as a rock, ready for another release.
"Carla, I haven't had a blow-job like that in weeks," Pete said. "Now I'm going to take care of you, my little darling."
"Oh, do that Pete. Please take care of me. I want to get that cock up my little pussy hole so badly."
"First I'm going to get you real good and worked up," he promised.
He got down on his knees and placed his mouth over Carla's wet, inflamed pussy. His tongue slid in between the lips of her passage way. Carla threw her hands around his head, pressing his mouth as hard on her cunt as possible.
"Eat me good, Pete. Eat me inside out. I deserve it. I've been a good little girl," Carla pleaded.
Pete sucked her good and hard, occasionally pulling his head away to lick the inside of her lovely thighs.
He would linger on her pussy lips and nibble on them. This was really making dear Carla as wet as a wash rag.
By this time, Sarina was just about climbing the walls outside. She had come three times and felt like she could come for the rest of the day. On the floor below her, lay a pool of ciint juice fresh from the fount. It had been running down her legs. She wanted to have Pete. She wanted to get her lips around that great, fat, swollen cock. She wanted to feel the sensation of the rod plowing in her drenched pussy. She wanted to get his head between her legs and let him taste her burning love juice. She didn't want to waste it to the floor.
Finally the sensation was just too much for her. She ran into the bathroom and threw herself down on her knees beside Pete.
"Sarina!" Carla yelled out, "What the hell!"
"Oh Carla, I've got to get that cock in my mouth fast. I've got to have it. I ... I just have to have a taste of it!" Sarina spoke in sincere needing.
"My cock is yours for the taking baby," Pete boasted.
Sarina put her hands over the rock hard shaft, picking it up near her lips, ready to blow the first cock in her whole life.
"Pete, I want you to come in my mouth. I want you to ram it down as hard as you could. I never tasted scum before. I hear it's good for you," Sarina said.
"Don't worry. I'll take good care of your mouth for you," Pete assured her.
Sarina took the massive tool into her mouth, smiling at her new prize. She could just about get the mushroom like head past her teeth. Her tongue played with the slit of his penis as Pete shoved more and more of his cock into her mouth.
"That's it baby, you're doing just fine. Just suck and be merry!"
Sarina had just about the whole cock in her mouth by now. She was furiously pumping her head away like a jack hammer.
Pete again brought his head down to Carla's cunt, resuming the position that he left off in.
He seemed to be sucking harder by the second as Sarina was stimulating his prick by the fantastic blow-job she was giving to him.
The bathroom was in a harmony of grunts and moans as the trio did their thing with all the passion and lewdness they could imagine and muster.
It seemed a job of perfect timing as Carla's cunt juice came pouring into Pete's mouth while Pete shot his rocks off into Sarina's mouth.
Sarina was overwhelmed by the hotness of the scum as it filled her mouth. It was so warm and salty that it actually made the inside of her throat burn as it went sailing down to her belly.
"That was the greatest thing that I've ever tasted," Sarina complimented, licking the few drops that seeped from her lips and down her chin. "And that cock, oh so big and juicy. I've got to get it in my cunt now Pete. I've got to get it now!"
"Hold on girl," Carla spoke out. "That cock is coming in my hole first. First come, first serve. That's what I always say."
"Oh, but what can I do while you have his cock in you, Carla. I'm going nuts, absolutely out of my head."
"See that," Carla said, pointing to the circular wooden piece of wood used to hold the toilet paper.
Sarina, in her desperation, quickly unfastened the wooden fixture, throwing the toilet paper on the floor. She brought it down to her tight pussy hole. She lay down on the floor, pulling her dress down off her legs, her panties following close behind. She lay flat on her back and spread her legs, inserting the tip of the wooden spool into her passage.
By that time, Pete was already fucking the shit out of Carla's lustful cunt. His huge tool was in full length. He was a massive bastard.
Sarina yelled out a cry of pain and lust as she put the circular wooden object up higher.
"Oh, I can't take the pain. It feels so good. I can't take the pain though. I'm a virgin ... a no good fucking virgin. Help me!"
With this, Pete swung his arm down between Sarina's legs. His hand smashed against the wood and sent it full length up her virginal passage.
"Oh, my God, I popped. I popped."
Sarina lay there, no longer a virgin. She had waited eighteen years. Eighteen long years to be busted by a wooden toilet paper holder.
By this time, Pete had let out another load up Carla's cunt. He pulled out, catching his breath when he felt Sarina's hand pull him down to the ground.
"I've been broken, Pete. I've been broken! Now you're going to fuck me and it's going to be fast and hard," Sarina demanded in her urgent condition.
She pulled the foreign object out from her cunt and wrapped her legs around Pete's body. She pulled him down and yelled out commands of passion.
"Now fuck me, you scum bag!" she cried out in desire. "Fuck me. I waited long enough to have that prick in me."
Pete responded like a wild animal to the way Sarina commanded him about. He kind of liked it. It kind of turned him on.
"Anything you say, my no longer a virgin darling. I'm your slave."
He raised his hips and grabbed his cock, ready to make his plunge. He inserted the head in Sarina's bloody hole. Sarina threw her arms around his waist, holding onto her ankles which were already there. She raised her hips and as she did, Pete's cock slid full length up Sarina's waiting and wanting pussy.
"God help me," Sarina yelled out.
Tears of joy once again formed at her eyes as they had when Carla sucked on her cunt in the shower. Her hips began to pivot around and around, keeping the staccato beat and the rocking rhythm that Pete was maintaining.
"I'm going to come, my love. I'm going to come," Sarina yelled out, digging her fingernails furiously into his back. She left little, red, tiger marks on his back.
"Hold on, baby. I'm coming too," Pete moaned.
Their bodies came down to a final beat as Pete let his balls empty into Sarina. At the same time, Sarina's come had united with his.
They both fell limp, lying there gasping and coughing for air.
"Hey kid, for a person who was busted by a toilet paper holder, you sure fucked good," Pete giggled.
"Thank you, Pete. I couldn't have done it without you," Sarina purred, smiling up at him.
They both broke out into a surge of laughter. Meanwhile, Carla was just sitting up on the toilet seat, watching as Sarina got fucked. She was a little disturbed by the way Sarina had hogged Uncle Pete. But, as she recalled her first experience with him, she realized any normal girl would have done the same thing.
"Well, I hope you guys had fun down there," Carla said, smiling down on them.
"Carla, you're mad," Sarina said.
"No honey, I understand your feelings very well ... very well indeed."
"Boy Carla, you've got some friend here. She fucks like a pro. It's only the first time for her too!" Pete complimented.
"Yeah, she's come a long way in just two days," Carla admitted.
"Yeah, I sure have. I thank you both for what you have done for me."
They all got up and started to dress, smiling pleasantly at each other as they did.
"Just think," Sarina continued, "I was only on my way up here to change my dress and look what happened. I should do this more often."
"Where were you coming from, Sarina?" Carla asked.
"Well, I was coming from the cafeteria. I was chatting with your two sisters, Mary and her brother. I spilled some coke on me and came up here to change my dress."
"I guess that you got kind of delayed then," Pete said jokingly.
"I really have to get back down there. It wasn't very polite of me to keep them waiting."
"Relax. They will understand if you just explain what happened," Carla assured her. "You might have to be careful about my sisters though. I think they're a little lame."
"I wouldn't worry about them either," Pete informed. "It seems I've taken the honors of telling them about the birds and the bees personally."
"Oh, Uncle Pete, you're so thoughtful. I knew they would be safe in your hands," Carla said, busting out in a hearty laughter.
"Well, I think we all better get started back downstairs before they send a search party out after us," Pete warned.
"You two go ahead, I've still got a dress to change and some washing up to do. I'll see you two later, probably in the cafeteria. That is unless I get detained again," Sarina said with a wicked little grin on her face.
"Okay love, see you later," Carla said.
"Yeah kid, see you later," Pete followed.
Sarina walked up the hall and opened the door to her room. She went to the drawer and pulled out another clean uniform. She dressed quickly, throwing her stained dress on the bed. She grabbed her leather case, containing her soap and cologne. She proceeded down to the shower area to clean up.
Wow, she thought as she walked through the hallways. Here it is, just a few hours have gone by today and already I have encountered such new and exciting experiences. I have had my cherry untouched for eighteen years and now, today, it's gone ... taken by a toilet paper bar. But it was worth it! Having a cock like Pete's inside of me was just the living end. What a prick! What a fat, juicy prick he has.
She turned the corner and opened the door to the familiar mist of the shower room. She went over to the sink, placing the leather case down on it. She turned on the faucet and splashed some cold water on her glowing face.
Shit, she thought, I'm all sweaty from getting laid up there in the bathroom. The juice from my cunt is still dripping down my legs too. She brought her hand under her dress, feeling around her cuntal area. She felt all her little hairs stuck together from the sticky substance.
She looked over at the shower stalls and wondered whether she should take a quick, refreshing shower to remove all the jit which had accumulated between her legs. She went over to her locker and placed the towel on the bench nearby.
I think I shall, she said to herself and started to undress.
She threw her dress into the locker and picked up a bar of soap. She thought of the time that the girls shoved the bar into her cunt and giggled. She walked over to the same stall in which her and the trio had used the night before. She opened the door and looked inside.
She stopped short in her tracks as her eyes caught the sight of Danny's prick, rammed up Sue's ass. They were both just standing there. Sue bent over and held onto the wall. Danny was holding onto Sue's curvy shoulders, pumping away.
"Sue!" Sarina yelled in amazement, "I don't believe it."
"Oh Sarina, love, come here and join in the fun," Sue urged.
"Yeah, baby," said Danny. "Come on, I'm a pretty flexable person and I can go a lot of ways."
"Sarina, don't just stand there like a little fool. Come and get it," Sue said.
Sarina once again began to feel her pussy become super moist and the juice started to drip from her crotch. This time the decision was a little bit easier for her to make. She walked over to Danny and started to blow warm air gently on his earlobe.
Danny automatically shoved his free hand between Sarina's legs. His fingers lingered around the hot, swollen lips of her passageway. Then his long fingers plunged up into her box. He had shoved three of them up there with no trouble at all. He began to play with Sarina's swollen clitoris, sending her into a rage of passion.
"Oh, Danny, shove one more up there. Shove one more," Sarina cried out.
"Come right up, baby," he said and then plunged in the fourth finger up Sarina's cunt, sending her into ecstasy.
"Now baby, I want you to get down on your sweet little knees and lick the crack of my ass. Lick it good too!" Danny demanded.
"Oh yes, Danny," Sarina said as she threw herself down on her knees and crawled in the direction of Danny's rear end. She grabbed onto his ass cheeks and spread them open wide, exposing his little hairs and big hole.
"Now lick!" Danny persisted. "Lick it. Eat my ass out!"
"Yes Danny, yes!" Sarina reassured.
Sarina began to move her tongue around the crack of his ass, sending shivers up and down Danny's back.
"Yeah, yeah, lick it," Danny yelled out.
"Do a good job on his precious ass," Sue said, her voice coming from the other side. She was still holding the entire length of Danny's cock up her ass.
Sarina's tongue darted in his hole, wiggling around inside. She sucked and licked like it was her last meal on earth.
Danny's body began to jump up and down as Sarina's tongue played in the little balls of shit which were stuck on Danny's ass hairs.
Danny's prick was still plunging in and out of Sue's ass, keeping a beat with Sarina's darting tongue.
Sarina's pussy was beginning to steam up to a point that she could not bear. She had to have something up there and fast.
"Oh Danny, please hurry and screw me. My pussy is begging for your prick to enter," Sarina pleaded.
"I will, baby. I will, just as soon as I fuck the shit out of Sue's ass."
Sarina's passion rose to the boiling point. She frantically pulled away from Danny's ass, looking around the floor for the first object she saw to shove up her cunt. Her eyes caught sight of the bar of soap that she had brought in the shower with her. It was the same bar of soap that had fucked her pussy so well the day before.
She grabbed for it, fumbling it around in her hands. With a mighty shove, she stuck the bar of soap about three quarters of the way up her vagina.
The soap still stuck in her pussy. She made her way back to the crack of Danny's ass. She picked up where she left off, sticking her tongue back up his hole while her hands wiggled the bar of soap between her crotch.
"Oh girls, I'm going to come now. I'm going to come. Get ready," Danny pleaded.
"And I'm going to come," Sue yelled back at him. "I'm going to come with you, my love. I love you my ass fucker!"
"Hold on," Sarina's voice echoed out. "Hold on just a few more seconds and I'll make it a trio."
"Hurry Sarina," Danny pleaded.
"Yes, here it comes," Sarina yelled out. "Oh, I'm shooting," Danny's voice followed. "Yes, it's flowing down my legs," Sue yelled.
A spree of electrical type shocks vibrated in their bodies as they all came at the same time.
"Great timing," Danny complimented, quite relieved.
"Superb!" Sue added.
"My cunt is as clean as a whistle," Sarina said, pulling the pussy juice soaked bar of soap from her cunt.
They all stood up on their feet, sweating from what they had just been through.
"What do you say we take a shower and get nice and freshened up," Danny suggested.
"As a matter-of-fact, that's why I came down here in the first place," Sarina admitted.
With that, they all went under the shower, turning on the water to a nice cool temperature.
They finished rinsing and stepped out of the stall, grabbing towels and drying themselves off.
"Where did you come from when you came down here?" Sue asked as she turned to Sarina.
"Well, believe it or not, I just came from getting my cherry popped by a toilet paper holder," Sarina informed them.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"I was up in the bathroom getting fucked by Carla's Uncle Pete."
"Wow, that sounds really great!"
"Yeah, but first I had to shove a toilet paper holder up my pussy because Pete was fucking away at Carla's cunt and I couldn't wait to have his cock up me. I used that instead."
"How did it feel?"
"Divine ... just divine," Sarina said gigglingSue went over to her locker where she had put her clothes and Danny's. She opened it and pulled them out.
Sarina put some baby powder all over her body, rubbing it up and down everywhere as Sue and Danny dressed.
"What about them?" Danny said to Sue, pointing in the direction of the shower stalls.
"Well, I don't know if they have finished yet," replied Sue.
"Them," Danny said, pointing to the stall that adjoined the one they were just in.
Sarina creeped slowly over to the stall where Danny pointed. She popped her head in. What she saw just about blew her mind.
There was Mary, her brother, Bob, and Carla's two sisters, Jane and June, naked on the floor, fucking and sucking away at each other.
Bob was sprawled out on his back while his sister, Mary knelt between his legs. Her mouth was engulfing the mighty shaft of her brother's cock. There she was, just sucking fervently at her brother's prick.
June was sitting on the left side of Bob. His hand was almost up the full length of her cunt.
Jane was on the opposite side of him, in the same position as her sister, jumping up and down on Bob's other hand. His long, slender fingers fucked the inner passages of her wet, pink pussy.
Once again Sarina felt that certain aura of excitement come over her. Without the slightest hesitance, Sarina plunged into the action, finding her place in the lewd act. She quickly spread her legs apart and took a seat on Bob's head, sticking her wet, dripping pussy in Bob's mouth. She pressed down with her hips, sinking her cunt keep into Bob's open mouth. His teeth acted as a big clamp around her hot cuntal lips as his tongue shot straight up the burning hole of Sarina.
Meanwhile, Danny and Sue had seen Sarina disappear into the shower. They knew what had happened to her. They walked over to the stall to behold the view of the lewd goings on.
Danny smiled at Sue as they watched everyone bouncing up and down in a passionate rhythm. He really must be in ecstasy, Danny thought. Just look at him sprawled out on his back, his sister sucking his prick while two other chicks sit beside him. He's just casually lying back and fingerfucking them. To top it all, he has about the juiciest cunt around, stuck in his mouth as lie's sucking away.
Sue looked on, a little amazed at how far Carla's two little sisters had come. Their bodies were almost totally developed and there they were, sitting and getting fingerfucked right before her eyes.
Her mouth began to water. She wanted to be in there so badly with them. But as she looked on, she thought that it would be better if she and Danny stayed out of this one. She didn't want to disturb the electrifying exhibit which was taking place. She would leave that for another time.
The action was building in the shower as Sarina called out to Mary in the most passionate way.
"Mary my love, please let me eat your ass out for you. My mouth is free and so is your ass. Let's put them both together."
Mary seemed to be lost in the action of sucking her brother's cock as she did not hear Sarina's plea.
"Mary, you mother fucker," Sarina screamed out, feeling a little ignored, "do you hear me? Please let me eat your ass for you, love!"
Mary's ears finally caught Sarina's pleas. Her eyes met Sarina's in a most passionate and loving stare.
"Yes, love, my mouth is calling your lovely, hot ass," Sarina continued. "Come to me. Come to me you little doll!"
With that, Mary shifted her position, bringing her ass around. She spread her legs over Bob's body, not letting go of his fat prick with her mouth as she shifted her position. She stuck her asshole right in Sarina's face, answering her plea of passion.
Sarina's mouth began to drip with saliva as she beheld the sight of the long, open, dark crevice of Mary's ass. She brought her mouth down to herwaiting asshole and began to suck.
She ate hungrily around her ass, occasionally stopping to nibble on the cheeks. She let her tongue dart in and out of the dark hole. She enjoyed eating ass, and she was eating Mary in the same way she had just ate Danny.
Her teeth once again bit at the little balls of shit caught between the hairs on the inner rim of her ass. She placed her hands on Mary's ass cheeks and pulled them apart as wide as she could. She enjoyed watching what she was doing.
As Mary lay in the position she was in, she had the pleasure of sucking a cock while, at the same time, getting sucked in the ass. But her pleasure was completely thrown into ecstasy as Jane and June each took one of Mary's hanging tits into their mouths.
The two sisters sucked away at the inflamed nipples of Mary's breasts, making her delirious with lust.
Everyone in the shower was in a frenzied state as passion and lewdness rang out in their grunts and moans of delight and satisfaction.
"Oh, my god, I'm coming," June yelled out, as her orgasm spilled into Bob's hand, almost making his fingers stick together.
"I'm coming too!" her lovely sister's voice followed, as her hot come performed the same action on Bob's other hand.
The two sisters had come. They had reached their climax together. They withdrew from Bob's hands, but their mouths continued to suck on the nipples of Mary's tits, hoping to spring on her orgasm soon.
Mary's head suddenly let go of Bob's prick as she urged out to the group.
"I can't hold it in any longer. I'm going to come now. Get ready, Sarina!"
Sarina quickly shifted her working mouth from Mary's asshole, placing it on her cuntal hole instead. She was just in time to catch a mouthful of Mary's hot cunt juice.
She licked up every last drop, even licking the inner portions of Mary's thighs to capture the few drops that got away in the overflow.
As Sarina was doing this, Bob had shot his load all over Mary's face. She had lifted her mouth away to warn Sarina of her coming, and Bob could not warn Mary because his mouth had been filled with Sarina's wet cunt.
It seemed that Mary had made the best of the scum that dripped on her face. She wiped her hand along the sides, grabbing all the thick load as she could and shoved it down her throat, making no waste of the scum. She then fell flat on Bob's body from exhaustion.
Sarina was the only one left that hadn't come yet. She was still bouncing up and down to the beat of Bob's working tongue.
Mary got up from her spot and looked over to Sarina.
"His cock is all yours, Sarina," Mary informed her. "Fuck it, suck it. Do anything your heart desires. It's all yours."
She grabbed a hold of Bob's cock and began to jerk him off vigorously. Her hands worked over the complete length of his shaft as it grew big and hard again right before her very eyes. She brought her tongue down and began to lick the length of the now rock hard prick. She let her tongue play around the head of his rod as she slowly would bring her mouth over the inflamed top. She slowly moved her teeth, grinding away at the sensitive vein on the bottom of his prick. She could feel Bob's mouth begin to work faster and faster at the swollen lips of her cunt.
She then took the entire length of his big prick down her hungry mouth, almost gaging and choking as the front of his prick reached down into the inners of the gluttonish throat. She bit down hard, sending Bob into a bouncing beat on the floor.
Mary, June and Jane sat there together, watching Sarina suck Bob as Bob sucked Sarina.
Mary began to clap her hands to the beat of the two fucking people on the floor beside her. Jane and June quickly caught on as they began to join into the clapping beat.
"Go baby, go! Go man!" Mary sang out in a song like rhythm.
Sarina and Bob were actually swinging to the beat of the claps and song as they continued fucking and sucking, trying to make them clap faster.
"Come on, let's fuck. Come on, let's suck," June and Jane sang out in a harmony.
"Swing it," Mary urged, laughing at the insanity of it all.
Sarina climbed off of Bob's mouth, swinging her body down in the direction of his prick. She lilted her head from his cock and sang out to Bob.
"Bob, I want you to fuck me now. Stick your prick in me, my love."
Bob was dazed with lust. He quickly took a hold of Sarina's head and brought his and hers together. Their tongues met and interlocked in a knot of desire. He brought Sarina down beneath him and shoved his cock straight up Sarina's the scum that dripped on her face. She wiped her hand along the sides, grabbing all the thick load as she could and shoved it down her throat, making no waste of the scum. She then fell flat on Bob's body from exhaustion.
Sarina was the only one left that hadn't come yet. She was still bouncing up and down to the beat of Bob's working tongue.
Mary got up from her spot and looked over to Sarina.
"His cock is all yours, Sarina," Mary informed her. "Fuck it, suck it. Do anything your heart desires. It's all yours."
She grabbed a hold of Bob's cock and began to jerk him off vigorously. Her hands worked over the complete length of his shaft as it grew big and hard again right before her very eyes. She brought her tongue down and began to lick the length of the now rock hard prick. She let her tongue play around the head of his rod as she slowly would bring her mouth over the inflamed top. She slowly moved her teeth, grinding away at the sensitive vein on the bottom of his prick. She could feel Bob's mouth begin to work faster and faster at the swollen lips of her cunt.
She then took the entire length of his big prick down her hungry mouth, almost gaging and choking as the front of his prick reached down aching cunt.
"Oh, what a cock!" Sarina yelled out.
The three girls were still clapping and singing and keeping time to their increasing beat. The whole ordeal became more and more serious.
"Oh, yes, I'm going to come now. I ... I," Sarina yelled out stuttering.
"Me too, baby. Me too," Bob said.
Sarina's eyes rolled around in their sockets as Bob let go of his super hot load. It shot up and through her passageway, into the very depths of her being, meeting the oncoming of Sarina's flow of pussy juice.
The two lay there gasping for air. They were both relieved and more than satisfied.
The trio of girls began to clap together in applause. It was a good show and they were showing their appreciation.
"Great show," Mary complimented, still clapping her hands.
"Beautiful!" June followed.
"Yeah, just divine," Jane added.
Sarina blushed and looked at Bob. She gave him a big, full smile. Bob could hardly move, but he returned the smile, letting Sarina know that he was still breathing and alive.
"We both thank you, I'm sure," Sarina said most sincerely as she looked over the trio.
Meanwhile, Sue and Danny were still on the outside looking in. They were standing there watching the whole thing. They were doing a little action for themselves. For, as they watched, Sue jerked off Danny while he in turn fingerfucked her. They had both come about the time that Mary did but they continued to keep their hands oh each other's testicles.
"That was the 'Greatest Show on Earth'," Sue yelled into the shower stall.
"Well, look who's here, girls," Mary said, in a not too surprised tone of voice.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you," Sarina said budding in, "I was too hung up in the fucking and sucking, I guess."
"You know I would always be around where something good is happening," Sue said.
"Sarina, you're too much," Danny complimented, "even from a distance."
"You two really blew my head," Sue said, looking over to Jane and June.
"We try harder," June said, laughing.
"Yeah, much harder. We want to be number one some day," Jane added.
"I think you all need a good washing down," Danny said, reaching his hand inside the shower and turning the faucet on full. He wetted down the whole lot with the spray.
They all started screaming and giggling, splashing around under the water.
Sarina got up and shut off the shower.
They all got up and went out of the stall, still giggling to each other. They toweled themselves down and began to dress.
"Does anyone have the faintest idea of the time?" Sarina asked in a not too concerned voice.
"Nope, don't care either," Mary said.
"I really think it's pretty late though," said Danny. "I suggest that we find out."
They all completed dressing and proceeded up to the visiting area. When they got there, they were kind of shocked at the time.
"I don't believe it. It can't be," Mary said in amazement.
"Sure, what do you expect. You people were up there fucking around all day .What do you expect!" Danny said.
"Fucking sure passes the time of day," Sarina said.
"Especially when it's fucking you, Sarina," Bob said, giving her a sincere smile.
"Where do you suppose Carla and Uncle Pete are?" Jane asked.
"I wouldn't worry too much about them, Sarina advised. "They both had a really great day. I saw them just before I came down here. They were up in the bathroom fucking."
"Great," June said. "It looks like we all had a great time today."
"Yeah, I haven't had this much fun in a long time," Bob added.
Mary turned over to her brother Bob with a sorrowful look on her face.
"It's going to be a bitch to see you go, Bob. I'm sure going to miss you."
"Don't worry, sister dear, we had a day we won't forget very easily. I assure you there will be another time for us."
They threw their arms around each other and embraced each other fervently. They wanted to kiss passionately but they held back, afraid that the wrong people might see their lust for each other.
The group made their way to the bus area. It was time for them to depart. They had gone through the whole day, unaware of the time. They had completely forgotten about lunch or any other activity scheduled for visiting day. They could only remember that they hadn't seen each other for a long time and so made a schedule of their own activities ... one that was well kept. They had all gotten fucked and sucked. To them, this is what visiting day was all about, being together with each other.
They arrived at the bus area, and as they did, they bumped into Carla and Uncle Pete.
"Carla," yelled Mary, "how was your day?"
"Just wonderful, just divine," Carla replied, squeezing Pete's hand.
"Yeah, I heard about you and Pete in the bathroom," Mary continued. "Sarina said you and Pete were just great to her."
"Yeah, she was great to us too!" Carla said.
"You know, you should have seen your two sisters in action," Sue interrupted, turning to Carla. "I tell you, Carla, they were just great. We saw them down in the shower ... wow!"
Carla turned to her two sisters, putting her arms around them both.
"I've been hearing some encouraging news about you two," Carla said, smiling at them.
"Well, let's say we just had a good time today," June said, grinning to her sister Jane.
"We sure wish you could have been there, sis," Jane said, turning to Carla.
"And I wish I could have been there too but the main thing is that we all had a great time. That's all that really matters. Right people?" Carla asked, turning to the bunch.
"Right!" they all sang out together.
The bus driver pulled in and parked in the area. The driver popped his head out the door and looked into the crowd. He let the doors open and stepped down from the steps.
Everyone held and kissed each other, knowing that this would be the last they would see of each other in a long time.
The bus driver lifted his hand and let out his familiar phrase, "Okay, step lively ... watch your step."
The people started piling on the bus. Bob gave Mary a final peck on the cheek and led the way on the bus for the others in the group. They all bordered the bus, waving their hands and saying their farewells.
There stood the four girls, together, a few tears in their eyes. Mary, Carla, Sue and Sarina felt bad and good at the same time.
They hugged onto each other for security.
The doors to the bus closed as the bus turned and pulled out of Holy Home, only to one day return, return for another visiting day.
CHAPTER FIVE
To Tell The Truth
It was just about dinner time for the girls of . Holy Home as they walked into the school. They had all said their farewells to their loved ones and were feeling a bit gloomy from the departure and a bit excited about the day.
It had been a great day for all the girls, but especially for Sarina. She had received a world full of experiences in the art of love making. She had found that her compulsion for sex was a driving factor for her survival. It was sex and sex alone that made living worth while.
Sarina was coming to a point where she thought she had to be honest about herself and her future at Holy Home. She loved her friends and what they had taught her but she knew too that staying at the school could be worse in the long run.
She could only see in the pictures of her mind all the lewd and wild sex acts in which she took part and enjoyed so much. It was all the fucking and sucking that made life a barrel of fun. There could be no room, no place in her life for religion any longer. Perhaps a religion of sex, maybe, but anything else was out of the question.
Sarina thought that the best way to start would be to talk it over with the ones that introduced her to the new life. Yes, she would talk to Carla, Mary and Sue.
"You know, girls, I've been thinking seriously about the whole thing."
"What whole thing, love?" Mary asked.
"Well, I mean about my change of life, you know."
"You mean about sex?" Carla asked.
"Yeah, sex," Sarina replied.
"Tell us about it, honey. Tell us what's bothering you," Sue said, in a kind of motherly way.
"Well, it's like this," Sarina went on, "I've been here at Holy Home for nearly five years now. In that time I constantly walked around in a daze, wondering who and what I am. I've always been searching for the thing I would like to do best in life. Then you girls came along, as if in answer to a prayer. You girls introduced me to the other side of the world ... the sex side. From then on, my life has completely changed. It's like I have always wanted to do this but have been supressing it all these years. But now, I find myself still here at Holy Home. Here I am, at a school to become a nun, studying religion, and fucking with whomever I can get my hands on at the same time. I mean the whole thing just doesn't make sense. I'm trying to be as honest with myself as I possibly can but I have to be honest with you and everybody else here too."
The three girls looked quite stunned at what Sarina had just told them. They turned and looked at each other, then Carla broke the silence.
"Well Sarina, love, we didn't know that you felt this way."
"Yeah," Mary followed, "we thought that you were perfectly happy about the whole thing of us breaking you in."
"However," Sue added, "I can understand the way you feel about this. You were here for a purpose, to become a nun. Now you no longer have that need to stay here. You could probably do very well on the outside now that you know what you want to do. That is to fuck, right?"
"Sue is right," Carla said. "You were here for a purpose, now you have found it."
"Yes, we girls want to stay here," Mary added. "We love it here. There is a lot of action here. We just love to fuck and suck too but that is why we came here. We knew that this kind of thing could only be found here. You see, we think that this whole thing about religion is a big farce, a whole big put on. We are here to change that. We believe that the way the idea of religion is brought out to the public is just outrageous. People are brainwashed into believing that sex is a bad thing, something evil. They teach the people that sex is dirty and only bad people do it. They say that you have to be married and responsible before you can have sex and be respected for it. But even then, sex isn't given the recognition that it deserves. They say that sex can only be done with that of the opposite sex. They say anyone who likes his own sex is queer and abnormal. That's a lot of shit! Why does the idea of sex have to be kept under the covers? Why can't people be taught the truth? They can and should love everybody else ... man and man, woman and woman, woman and man. Why can't they be told the truth? Well, that is why we are here. Yes, to get the he where it all starts, here in the home of religion. Here is where people are taught to call sex evil. Here is where the religious leaders are taught and they in turn teach others when they leave here to act the same way. We are here to teach these girls that sex is fun and sex is not evil. We want to convert this whole school into one, big orgy if we can. So far, we have converted at least half of the girls here. That is our prupose for being here."
Sarina was lost for words. She stood there just looking into Mary's eyes.
"Wow, Mary, all of you girls are really out of sight. I didn't know that you girls were so dedicated to a purpose. I want you all to know that I really respect you for what you are doing," Sarina said in all earnest.
"We want you to make the right decision, love," Sue spoke out. "We told you our purpose here, now you must decide what you want to do by yourself. We can't tell you what to do."
"I'll have to think about it a lot more. I feel I can think a little better now, thanks to you girls."
"Well, I suggest that we all have a good meal. I think we earned it. After all, think about all the action we did today," Mary said, changing the mood of the conversation.
"Yeah, I agree. We can save our thinking for later," Sue added.
"Come on, Sarina. You could probably think better on a full stomach anyway," Carla said, putting her arm around Sarina.
They all went to the eating area and had a big meal. Sarina couldn't help but think all through the meal. She had a problem and she had to get it solved.
Then, as always, the chatter of the cafeteria was broken by the peircing voice of Mother Superior over the loud speaker.
"Good evening, girls. I know we all had a lovely visiting day today. Tomorrow is Sunday and as you know, you will all go to confession tonight before you retire. Mass will be the usual time tomorrow. That's it. Good night."
She walked down from the loud speaker and made her way back to school. It looked as if someone had slapped on her usual phony smile.
"Fucking confession!" Mary said to the girls. "I'm sick of her and her stupid mug and her confession pleas."
"You don't stand alone," Carla agreed.
"Oh shit, one day I'm going to tell that bitch what I think of her," Sue threatened.
Sarina just kept eating, eating and thinking of how to solve her problem. The other girls continued to converse, trying to get Sarina to participate but she didn't say a word all through the meal.
Finally, Sarina broke her own silence.
"I think I'll go up to my room and think for awhile. I don't feel much like eating anymore."
"Sure, honey," Carla said with a sympathetic voice. "You just take it easy and rest up."
"I hope you girls don't mind," Sarina said. "No, not at all. You just take it easy," Sue urged.
Sarina got up from the table and went up to her room. She flopped herself on her bed and thought about the whole idea of leaving the school. She really liked the idea of the girls' plan to sexually liberate the school. It was a fantastic plan, she thought. But somehow she felt that she couldn't do what they were doing. She had to be honest to herself and the others. She felt it was her duty as a human being to be honest.
Who else could she tell? Who else could she confide her secrets to and trust? The she got the idea-confession! Yes, that's it. I'll tell it all in the confession booth. I know that that's what it's for. That's what you do in confession. You tell our sins, and he tells you what you should do about them. Yes, that's where I can get good advice to my problem, she thought. Then, if they feel that I should leave the school, at least I have been honest with them and myself.
She got up from her bed decided that she would go down to confession now. She wouldn't put it off for another second. She went down to the church and stood by the door, hesitating for a moment. Then she opened the door and entered the church. It was a little early for confession to begin and there wasn't any priest around to hear her story yet. She went to the room where her favorite priest stood, Father Wayne.
She had always felt she could trust Father Wayne. Whenever, she had a problem before, she would always come to him. It seemed that all the other girls felt the same way about him. No matter what the problem seemed to be, he would always give good advice on how to solve it.
She went up to the door and knocked. She heard Father Wayne's voice, telling her to enter. She opened the door and went in.
"Well, Sarina, what brings you to me this time, my girl?" Father Wayne asked in a very comforting voice.
"Hello father. I came to you now because I have a confession to make, a very shocking and weird confession," Sarina said, trying to prepare him for the shock to come. "Well Sarina, all confessions are rather weird to the people, who commit the sin. They always prove to be harmless when the truth comes out."
"Boy, you really have a way of making a worried person feel better," Sarina complimented, feeling a bit relieved herself. "I thought I should come down here right away so I don't back away from you."
"Okay, Sarina, go to the first booth and I will be there in a minute," Father Wayne said.
Sarina left his room and went to the booth. She seemed to feel a lot better now after speaking to him. He was an attractive man, she thought, the-fatherly type of guy. She still felt a little tunny though. She couldn't help feeling this way. She hoped it would be over soon.
The door opened up to the booth and Father Wayne entered and closed the door behind him.
Sarina began to tense up as Father Wayne waited for her to speak.
"Yes," Sarina's silence broke, "yes, I must tell you something very important, father. I have done a very weird thing," she paused once again.
"Yes, yes, continue."
"Father, I am no longer a virgin. Yes, that's right. Today I got what you call fucked by some people. I let two guys fuck me and what's more, I enjoyed it." She stopped once again and waited to see his reaction. He didn't say anything for a few moments, then he spoke.
"Okay, continue."
Sarina expected to be scolded for what she said but instead she felt rather safe being with him. She continued her story.
"Yes, Father, I enjoyed getting fucked by those guys. I actually begged to be fucked as hard as I could, and I liked it. But that's not all that happened. I also had sex with other girls. We all enjoyed it too."
"Sarina," Father Wayne's voice broke in, "Sarina, this matter seems to need some advising, not just a confession. Go up to your room now and I will be up there shortly. We will' discuss this matter further."
"Yes, Father, that would be the best thing. I can't really tell you everything in here. I feel so closed in, if you know what I mean."
"Okay, I will see you in a moment," Father Wayne said. "Go now."
Sarina left the booth. She wondered what she had gotten herself into by telling him the whole situation. He didn't seem angry or anything. She continued thinking. I hope he can give me some good advice.
She entered her room and went over to her-mirror. She started to brush her hair and put it in place. She freshened up her body with some clean smelling cologne. She didn't know why, but she just did.
She slouched down on her bed and waited for Father Wayne to come up. Then he gave a startling knock on the door.
"Come in," Sarina said.
"Hello, Sarina," Father Wayne said, looking at her kind of funny. "Suppose you finish talking to me now."
He sat down on the bed beside her.
Sarina" was sitting on her pillow, her legs on the bed. She was unaware that her dress was pulled up over her thighs.
"Well, let me pick up where I left off," she went on. "Like I said, I enjoyed the idea of having sex with those people, male and female. I can't help feeling that . people are denying themselves of the pleasures of fucking. It is one of the greatest releases of tension there is. I mean I was here, staying at this school, not knowing my ass. from my elbow. Then, I found out how fucking could change' my life. It was so great, the greatest, thing that ever happened in my life."
Father Wayne was turning rather red. He couldn't help but stare at Sarina's thighs.
"Father, are you listening to me," Sarina asked, noticing how he was staring at her legs.
"Oh yes, yes ... a ... continue, continue," Father Wayne said, almost choking on his words.
Sarina shifted her position, exposing more of her thighs to the Father's already peeping eyes.
"Well Father, the whole thing is that I don't know what to do with myself now. I'm confused, very confused."
"Well child," Father Wayne said, "I think you have a very valid point there, even if I must say so myself. I think you possibly could be right about sex. I don't know too much about it, being a priest and all."
Sarina was shocked at his agreement with her views on sex. She looked up at him and noticed where his attention was placed. He was staring between her crotch, watching every movement she made.
Sarina was noticing that his face was very red and that he was gasping for air. He was taking in very short, abrupt breaths. She was a little bit shocked but she too was feeling a little strange. She started to feel that certain sense of excitement in the air again. That excitement which she had felt in the shower and up in the bathroom was overpowering her. She looked into Father Wayne's eyes, meeting his piercing gaze.
Sarina knew what was about to happen. She knew that she was already going insane with the desire to get fucked. She tried to sit there as long as she possibly could. She didn't want to make any advances to him.
Father Wayne began to mumble, not being able to get out his words.
"Sarina, I just want to say...." he managed to bloat out, not finishing his trend of thought.
Without warning, he brought his head down to her legs and started to gently kiss them. He moved his mouth up and down along the length of Sarina's quivering thighs. He began to lick the insides of her thighs, bringing his head closer up to her dense honey pot. He put his hands on her dress and raised it over her thighs, exposing the wet, sweat smelling cunt that was still partially hidden behind her panties.
Sarina began to moan.
"Father, should we be doing this? Is it right, you and me together like this?"
"Oh Sarina, it is the right thing. I must see for myself if this is the right way for a person to act. We are just doing what we think should be done." Father Wayne was nearly choking at this point. He could hardly speak. He started to bite into the soft, white flesh of her legs. He brought his hand up to her crotch and slid his fingers under her panties.
"Oh yes, that feels so fucking good," Sarina moaned out.
Sarina placed her hands in his hair and started to massage his scalp. As she did, she applied pressure, forcing him to bite harder into her aching flesh.
She spread her legs and allowed his fingers to play around the inflamed area of her pussy more freely. He then plunged his fingers up Sarina's cunt, feeling the hot, wet walls of her cunt. He wiggled his fingers in and out, sending Sarina into a frenzy of sheer lust.
"Oh Father, dear," Sarina yelled out, "finger me harder."
"Sarina, your body is so hot. Is this normal?" Father Wayne asked in his ignorance.
"Yes, yes, and it gets hotter as it goes along."
"Your juice is burning my fingers, Sarina," Father Wayne said with a worried look on his face. "Am I doing it right?"
"Oh yes, Father, quite right."
Sarina began to bounce up and down on her bed as his fingers plunged harder and harder. She looked down at Father Wayne and saw that his face was turning a deep shade of purple from the excitement.
It seemed that Sarina could only think about getting fucked. She could have been thinking about the crazy idea of having sex with Father Wayne and how wrong it was to her principles, but she could only think of the fact that she was enjoying what was going on. She loved the idea that, for the first time in her life, she was the experienced one in the act, not the amateur. The shoe was on the other foot now. Sarina wanted to make Father Wayne melt from her heat. She wanted to be completely in control of the action ... the same way all her other sex partners controlled her when they had her. She wanted to make Father Wayne beg to be broken in, the same way that she had begged.
"Father," Sarina purred, "I know you are new at this. I'm going to show you how it's done. I'll teach you the ropes."
"Will you, Sarina? Will you?"
"Yes, Father, I just want you to he back and relax. I'm going to take it nice and easy. I want you to enjoy every move ... every moment of pleasure."
"Yes, Sarina, I am your student this time. You teach me what you know and I promise I will learn quickly."
Father Wayne was really gasping for air as he spoke. They looked deeply into each others eyes.
"It's time for the old to learn from the young."
Father Wayne pulled his hand out of Sarina's wet, inflamed pussy. He had a handful of cunt juice from Sarina's box. He stood there, rubbing the thick liquid between his fingers.
"Now Father," Sarina said, "you must first eat the juice on your hand. The taste alone will make you almost shoot in your pants."
Father Wayne brought his hand up to his mouth and began to sniff the sexy scent of the liquid.
"Yes Father, go ahead, lick your fingers. The taste is much more inviting than the smell," Sarina informed him.
Father Wayne stuck his tongue out and began to lick his fingers.
"Oh lord, no food ever tasted so good and nutritious," he grunted.
He then shoved his whole hand in his mouth, making sure to get every drop down his throat.
Sarina wanted to make sure she spent a lot of time in playing little games before going right into the main event of the day. She wanted to see that this would be the most enjoyable experience in both their lives.
"Okay honey," Sarina said, "I want you to just lie on your back now."
Father Wayne did as he was instructed. He shifted his body, bringing his back to the mattress and obeying Sarina's every command.
Sarina brought her hand over his face, moving her fingers gently across his mouth, occasionally pulling his lip up with her fingernail. She slid her head down the length of his body and back up again, stopping only when her hand reached his hip. She would start to stick her fingers down the waist of his pants. She played gently and slowly at first, the she picked up her speed and enthusiasm. She stuck her hand down his pants further and further every time. As she was doing this, she brought her hot lips down to his neck and began to lick the area, making sure she left hot traces of her saliva all over his neck.
Her efforts seemed to be impeded by the tight, stiff collar that he had worn around his neck. She wanted to just pull it off but she thought that it would be a better idea to make her student do the action.
"Pull that stupid collar off," Sarina said in a demanding tone of voice.
Father Wayne quickly brought his hands to his collar and began to unbutton it. His action was stopped by Sarina's voice.
"I said pull it off, not unbutton it."
Sarina smiled at him as he obeyed her command. She glided her hand deeper down his waiting and wanting pants.
"That's it, love," she said. "Now, I want you to remove your whole shirt. While you're at it, I want the pants off too."
Father Wayne once again obliged. He fumbled with his shirt and pants. As he began to take his pants down, Sarina grabbed his hand, stopping him. His pants were just below his cock as his lump showed itself more vividly through his underwear.
Sarina let one of her hands linger around his throbbing cock as she continued to work on the upper portion of his body. She was a bit disappointed at the feel of his skimpy prick.
She began to nibble on the nipples of his chest, letting her mouth play in the sea of dark, black hair which surrounded them. Then Sarina began to move her hand lightly over the lumps of his crotch. Shit! Sarina thought. This cock isn't big at all ... only about six inches. What the hell do I expect from a virgin prick anyway. At least the damn thing is hard.
Father Wayne began to move his hips in circular motions, under the playing hand of Sarina.
"Am I doing it right, Sarina?" Father Wayne moaned out.
"You're just doing fine, my love, just fine!"
Sarina worked her mouth slowly down the length of his body, making little licking motions with her tongue. She would occasionally stop and bite on his hairs, then turn to his face and spit out the pieces at him. She then brought her hand up to the band of his underwear and pulled on them, letting the band snap back hard on his belly. Sarina moved her hand through the opening in the front and pulled out his stiff, throbbing cock. She looked down at it and frowned. It was small, the smallest cock she had seen yet. She held it in her hand and could imagine how small it would have looked next to the experienced cock of Uncle Pete. His was a distinguished cock, she thought.
She was determined to make that cock as big as possible. She started to jerk up and down hard and fast, in an effort to make it grow.
Father Wayne began to moan and grunt. He could do nothing but just lie back and watch. He was in too much of a passion to even lift his body.
Sarina continued to jerk hard on his cock in her effort to make it develop.
"Grow, grow you fucking cock!" Sarina shouted out, almost breaking his cock in two. Father Wayne's cock was starting to respond to her rough treatment. It seemed that his cock had grown at least an inch more than it had been.
Sarina decided to help the growth along a bit. She grabbed for the zipper of his pants. With one fast jerk, she closed the zipper on the head of his prick.
"Wow!" Father Wayne screamed out in pain.
"Shut up, you prick face," Sarina warned him, shaking her fist. "That cock will be at least nine inches by the time I'm ready to let you stick it in me. I don't like inferior cocks."
"Oh, my penis!" Father Wayne continued to yell.
"Quiet I said, you scumbag."
Sarina pulled down the zipper and observed the product. It seemed to grow at least another inch from the torture. She wasn't finished in her efforts to make it grow. She brought her head down to his crotch and began to rub his prick all over her face. She bit on the hairs as she rolled her head through the thick bush of hair between his legs. She brought her hands down under his balls and began to juggle them, lightly squeezing on them. She then brought her head down and began to lick the inner portions of his thighs, giving him sharp, little piercing bites. Her hands began to shift positions as she placed one hand on the now eight inch cock. Her other hand shifted down to the crack of his ass. Sarina let one of her fingers dart roughly into his asshole. She wiggled it around with all the enthusiasm she could muster.
Father Wayne's mouth was grunting and moaning. His lips moved faster as whispers came out. It was as if he was saying his prayers ... praying to get it good.
Sarina put her hand over the mushroom like head of his prick, letting her fingernail grind into the slit of his aching prick. She dug in harder and harder, as little drops of scum began to form at the tip.
"Yes, Father, it is growing!" Sarina said, happy with her success and attempts.
Sarina brought her mouth under his cock and began to lick the bottom of his shaft with her tongue. She started to blow gently on the tip of it as her other hand continued to work in and out the crack of his asshole.
Father Wayne jerked his body upward, trying to shove his prick into Sarina's mouth. She held back.
"I told you to just he back and keep still," Sarina angrily shouted. "Now I'm going to teach you to obey me."
Sarina was angry with his disobedience. She wanted to punish him. She swung her hand and slapped his cock solidly on the bottom. She continued to slap hard until Father Wayne begged her to stop.
"My cock, my aching cock! Oh Sarina, please take it easy. I'm sorry. I didn't want to make you angry Please stop. I'm really sorry!"
"I said to he back there. I am in control here. I'm the boss. I'm the instructor, not you. If you want to leave you can ... but if you want to stay, just shut up and listen to what I tell you!"
Father Wayne knew what his choice was. He shut up and gritted his teeth, letting Sarina stay in charge of the ordeal.
Sarina brought her tongue down to the head of his prick, making her tongue play in circles around the slit. Then, with one big thrust, she brought her wet mouth around the entire shaft.
She engulfed and devoured the whole organ. She could feel the quivering of his body as she bit into the prick.
Her head moved further down his cock, the tip of his prick now bouncing off the back of her tonsils. She tried to take everything into her mouth, even his balls.
Her fingers still worked enthusiastically in the crack of his ass. She bobbed her head up and down the length of his pulsing rod.
Sarina was ready to examine Father Wayne's cock once again. She pulled it out of her mouth and observed. It had grown to at least a full nine inches. Surely her efforts had paid off. She was ready for the big kill now ... ready to receive the prick inside her body. She was happy and contented with her success.
"You see," Sarina said with pride in her voice, "I've made a man out of you. I made you grow right before your very eyes. What do you have to say about that!"
Father Wayne could not say anything. He just lay there in a daze. His eyes rolled far up in their sockets as he panted and gasped for the air his lungs so well needed.
Sarina wanted a response from him. She brought her mouth down to his prick once again and bit it hard on the tip, leaving her teeth marks to show her anger.
"Ow!" Father Wayne yelled out once again.
"I said, what do you think about that?"
"Oh, just devine, Sarina," he sang-song back to her.
The whole thing was a great achievement for Sarina. It was just two days ago that she herself was a virgin. It was she who would always be the one begging for it. Now she was the master of the ceremony at hand. She was the one giving the orders and she was glad about it.
Sarina still had her clothes on. She wanted to pull them off her body fast, in order to receive that cock in her. She once again called on her slave for assistance.
"Okay, get up," Sarina said, sounding like a staff sargeant. "Get up and unbutton my blouse."
Father Wayne quickly raised his shivering body and put his hand on Sarina's blouse. His hand lingered at the breasts which were so vividly seen through her blouse. He wanted so badly to squeeze them, but he remembered how Sarina had bit the head of his cock when he tried to shove it in her mouth. He didn't want to anger her, or lose the opportunity he had gotten. He started to unbutton her blouse. His mouth watered as his eyes beheld the lovely sight of her now naked belly.
"Now the bra," Sarina said.
He brought his hand behind her back and fumbled with the snap of her bra. He saw the mean look on Sarina's face as he had trouble unclasping the hooks. He knew Sarina would punish him again if he didn't get the bra off quickly. Finally the clasp opened and the bra fell off her shoulders and onto the bed.
Sarina's tits stood out proud and firm. Her tits were as large as cantelopes and her nipples seemed like two eyes looking right at Father Wayne's face. She put her hands under her breasts and began to juggle them around in her hands. She squeezed one of her tits and pointed it at his mouth.
"You like?" Sarina asked, knowing damn well that he was dying to get his hands on them.
"Oh god, they're lovely!"
"You want a taste?" Sarina asked, biting down on her tongue as she spoke.
"Can I? I mean, may I?"
Sarina brought her arm behind his head and pulled it to her waiting nipples.
His lips met the rock hard mountains as Sarina wiggled her hand through his hair. She pushed against his mouth with all her might. His tongue licked the meat of her breast.
Father Wayne opened his mouth wide and took her entire tit into his mouth. He was careful not to bite down too hard for fear of punishment. He couldn't help but gag as the tit was much too big to devour.
"Oh yes, you stud, suck it hard," Sarina moaned.
Father Wayne bit harder and harder as Sarina's pleas then became louder and more demanding. He brought his hand up to her other breast and began to massage it gently. His fingers would catch the nipple and he would squeeze ever so gently on it.
Sarina was hot. There was no doubt about it. She pulled his head away from her breast and motioned down to her skirt with her hand.
Father Wayne caught the gesture and brought his hand down to her skirt zipper. He pulled it down and caught sight of Sarina's sexy triangular spot covered with hair. It was popping out through her white see-through panties.
"Yes, yes that too," Sarina said, her voice slowly losing the velocity and demanding tone it once had.
He stuck his hand down her panties and began to feel around the thick, hairy area.
Sarina couldn't wait. She pulled her own panties down and pushed his head to her stomach.
"Now my love, I want you to fingerfuck me," Sarina said.
She took a hold of his hand and brought it up to her matted honey pot. She pressed it against her womb and began to gyrate her hips against his movements.
Father Wayne's hand began to play at her pussy lips. He slowly worked his hand around the area, feeling everything in his path. He wanted to become familiar with the area. This was the first cunt that he had ever smelled and felt in his life and he was loving every minute of it.
He brought his head down to the sweet smelling area of her pussy and began to breathe in heavily. He just loved the scent of her cunt juices. He wiggled his hand under her crotch and took a scoop of the liquid into his hand. He began to eat the thick cream as he did before, licking his fingers free of the sticky fluid.
"Eat me, you fool," Sarina yelled out in dramatic tones. "Stop playing games and eat my cunt out for me. Then you'll really get a good mouthful."
"Okay, I will."
Father Wayne began to lick the area with all of his enthusiasm. What he lacked in experience, he had in enthusiasm. He stuck his fingers up her cunt and began to fingerfuck her fast and hard. He was making sure that he was getting all the juices down to the bottom of her cunt lips before he would feast.
Her box seemed to be well lubricated now. He pulled her lips apart with his fingers and began to lick the thick, dripping liquid that was sprouting from her lily. He licked all around the area, making sure none of the liquid was lost. He didn't want a single drop to escape.
Sarina couldn't believe how horny she was.
She didn't think that this amateur could really get her going the way he was.
"Oh yes, you're doing just fine," Sarina purred.
Father Wayne was still sucking hard on her cunt. He brought his head completely under her crotch and then he shot his tongue straight up the passageway. He began to apply pressure with his teeth on her cuntal lips.
Sarina was really charged up now. She really wanted to get fucked badly. She had felt herself starting to lose control of the action. She managed to get a hold on herself again. She had to let Father Wayne know that she was still in control. She brought her hand to his head and jerked hard on his hairs, nearly pulling them from his scalp. His head bobbed back as Sarina began to slap his face with as much force as she could store up.
Slap! Slap!
Her slaps echoed through the room.
"Oh Sarina, please stop," Father Wayne pleaded, not knowing what he did wrong this time.
"That's just to let you know that you're the student, not me."
"Yes love, whatever you say. You know I'm your slave," he said.
"Just remember that," she said, smiling her evil smile once again as her power returned to her veins.
"Okay, now you will learn what it's all about," Sarina went on. "I'm going to fuck you, Father. Yes, I said fuck you."
"How can you fuck me?" Father Wayne asked, confused at her remark. "I thought that only boys can fuck girls."
"You just shut up and lie back. I'll show you."
He obeyed her quickly as he sprawled out on the mattress. His cock stuck straight up in the air, as if it were a flag pole, waving its happiness to the sky.
Sarina grabbed a hold of the stiff prick and brought her mouth down on it once again. She made one loud sucking noise as she pulled away.
"That was one last suck for some good luck," she said, giggling at her own remark. "Now for the fucking."
Sarina brought her legs over his body. She straddled his body like a cowboy mounts his horse.
"Now you see, you dumb fuck. I just take your cock and I shove it in my cunt. Then, I just sit on it. You don't know nothing and you play like you know everything. You just don't know shit, Father."
Father Wayne was now no longer a virgin. His cock was plunged deep up the cuntal passage of Sarina. It was as exciting to him as he would imagine a safari to be.
"Oh, help me!" he screamed out, as the wonderful sensations took over his body.
Sarina began to jump up and down on his cock, letting out little grunts of delight. She rode hard as Father Wayne helped her along from underneath.
"See Father, you're fucking. How do you like it?" Sarina asked, knowing well that he loved every minute of it.
"Oh, it's heaven," he replied.
The bed began to shake up and down as their body motions increased in pace.
"Oh lord, I'm going to come!" Sarina yelled.
"How does it feel to come, Sarina? Tell me, I think I'm going to pee in you," Father Wayne cried out.
"Yes, yes, that's it. That's the way it feels," Sarina yelled, riding him like she would a bronco.
Suddenly, Father Wayne let loose with what he thought was an ocean of pee, straight up her cunt.
At the same moment, Sarina gushed her liquids down the length of his cock, meeting his come for a fantastic climax.
They both looked into each other's eyes, panting in a furious way.
"Well, Father," Sarina said in half breaths, "how do you like getting fucked?"
"I would have never believed it, Sarina.
Everything you said is true. The whole thing was just too much for me. I can see why you are so confused, my child."
"Are you confused now?"
"I must say, Sarina, I am rather surprised at myself. I'm kind of mixed up now myself. All my life I have devoted my attention to other things. I always tried to keep sex out of my mind. Now it all seems to be different. In just a matter of minutes, my whole idea has changed. I know exactly how you feel when you got yours."
"Well, it seems that now we both have some deciding to do about our lives."
"You're right," Father Wayne continued, "but unfortunately I have no one I can ask for advice."
They both sat on the bed contemplating their problems. It was weird. There a girl who was supposed to become a nun, and a priest who had been dedicated for years, sat together on the bed, nude and tired from their fucking.
"You know, Father, there are a lot of people who feel the way we do ... right here in this school too."
"What do you mean, in this school?"
"Well, how do you think I got all the know how? How do you think this whole thing started? I surely didn't start it."
"Tell me," Father Wayne said. "I'll believe anything at this point."
"Okay, there are girls here in the school who taught me the ropes. One night I went down to take a shower. Then I met some of my friends, whose names I won't mention. We got to talking and we decided to all shower together in the same stall. I thought it would be to save lime on the waiting lines for the showers. It turned out that they all raped me when we got there. I felt funny. Then, I started to enjoy it. Well, anyway, to make a long story short, we all became good friends after that. They told me that at least sixty-percent of the school was all fucking whenever they had the chance. They told me that their whole purpose here at Holy Home was to sexually liberate the entire school."
"Incredible!" Father Wayne remarked, amazed by what was going on.
"Yes, quite," Sarina said in agreement. "I was really surprised at the good they were doing for the school. I wanted to join them at first, but they told me I would do better on the outside. Thai's when I came to see you. Now look where I am!"
"Well, I don't think that you have a big problem. I seem to be the one with the problem. I've committed myself already, you haven't."
"What do you suppose you will do?" Sarina asked.
"I know that I couldn't stay here and preach. My main problem is whether to leave the school, or stay and join your friends in their fight."
"Father, you would really do that?" Sarina asked in a very overwhelmed tone.
"What else can I do, Sarina? I have to take part in the things that I'm believing in."
"How could you go about it?"
"The first thing I would have to do is to meet your friends, that is if I'm going to stay, of course."
"Shall I convince you too, Father," Sarina said, grabbing his cock in her hand.
"Well, maybe a little coaxing could do."
Sarina once again began to jerk him off. She brought her mouth down to his prick and engulfed the entire dick down her throat. She sucked on it hard, almost pulling the scum up with her suction. She stuck a finger up her ass and shoved it in as far as it could go.
"Now, I'm going to come now!"
He let another thick load out. This time in her mouth, instead of her cunt.
Sarina sucked up every last drop.
"Great, Sarina! Tell me, do you like the taste of that stuff?"
"Sure do, it tastes like a salty milkshake to me.
They both laughed at her corny joke. They threw their arms around each other and embraced.
"Well, Father, are you convinced?" Sarina asked.
"Oh yes, convinced as I'll ever be."
Suddenly, Father Wayne became aware of the time on the clock on Sarina's dresser.
"Hey, it's nine-thirty. I've missed my confession duty."
"Relax, it won't be the first time for me," Sarina said.
"We better get dressed. We can talk while we are putting on our clothes."
They both proceeded to dress as they continued their conversation.
"Like I said," Father Wayne continued, "the first thing I have to do is meet your friends. How can we arrange that?"
"Well, when do you want to meet them?"
"As soon as possible."
"We can all meet in your room, down in the rectory. That way if anyone sees us, we can have the excuse that we just came to see you for some counciling."
"Great idea, Sarina," Father Wayne complimented. "When do you think will be the best time?"
"Tomorrow after breakfast. We'll come right over."
"Agreed!"
They were both completely dressed and Father Wayne was just about ready to leave. He walked over to the door.
"It's been a wonderful time, Sarina."
"Yes, it has," she replied. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow, Father Wayne."
He turned and opened the door to leave. Before he left, he looked back to Sarina.
"And, don't call me Father. The name is Rick, Rick Wayne from now on!"
CHAPTER SIX
The Meeting
Incredible! Sarina thought. What a little love can do to a person ... it's incredible! Look what it's done for me, and now, look what it's done for Father Wayne.
She sat back in her bed and contemplated all that had happened. She smiled as she recalled the frightened but horny look on Father Wayne's face. She sure did a job on him. Just think, today a Father Wayne, tomorrow a Rick Wayne ... with just one easy lesson.
Although Sarina was making a joke of the whole thing, she knew that she had to get down to some serious thinking. It was kind of hard to believe that a man so dedicated to his cause could be made to change his mind in a matter of hours. But, for some reason, Sarina trusted in Father Wayne. She felt that she could have told him anything ... so she did. However, Sarina wasn't too sure about how the girls would feel about Father Wayne coming in on their plans. She didn't know if the girls would trust him the way she did. If they did, the plan could really work out great. There would be someone with influence working on the inside.
Sarina couldn't help but also think about the negative side too. If it didn't work, the plan could prove to be a complete disaster. If Father Wayne ever told anyone else about it, the girls, along with Sarina would be thrown out of Holy Home. Their plans to sexually liberate the school would be down the drain.
Sarina got up from her bed and strolled over to her dresser. She reached for her brush and began to run it through her hair. As she brushed, she began to notice a certain change in her overall appearance. She took a lock of hair between her fingers, noticing that it seemed somewhat silky and lustrous. She brought her hand to her face and began to rub the area under her eyes. She had seemed to be growing up in such a short time. Her eyes were beginning to show the look of an experienced woman. She no longer had that plain, average, little girl look about her. She liked the way she looked. It was like a different person ... someone with a lovely and distinctive look.
Sarina's hair had grown quite a bit and was already reaching her curvy shoulders. She was always used to wearing it tied back tightly in a bun. Now she just let it hang loosely over one eye. It had the shine and highlights of black coal. Her apple green eyes seemed to shine from her face, making a lovely contrast with her hair.
Her shoulders were lean and slender under her ripe, full, round and firm breasts. The image her mirror portrayed was the perfection of a sculptor's prized bust. Yes, in just a matter of a couple of days, Sarina molded into a woman, in both body and spirit.
She smiled at herself and gave a little wink as she was ready to go and face the girls.
The girls would be downstairs in the lounge area, most likely chatting with each other over some cokes and chips. She knew it would be time for bed shortly so she hurried down to tell them the news.
She made her way down the marbled stairs and into the plush lounge. There, as she had pictured, were Carla, Mary and Sue with their cokes and chips, chatting away.
Sarina, for some reason, felt more confident and powerful after going over herself in her bedroom mirror. She just laid it to them on the line.
"Hi girls!" Sarina greeted with a hearty smile.
"Hi honey!" Carla answered.
"What's up kid?" Mary wondered. "Are you feeling any better than before?"
"Well, to tell you the truth, I feel a hell of a lot better."
"That's great! You were looking pretty down and out when you left us. You seem to have a lot of color in your cheeks now."
"Well girls, I believe I have some interesting news ... not just interesting but fascinating!"
"Don't tell me," Carla teased, "the good lord answered your prayers."
The girls began to laugh.
"No, a little bit more extraordinary than that. I was just with Father Wayne. I told him everything," Sarina confessed.
"What!" Sue yelled.
"Sarina, don't blow my head!" Carla shouted, quite pissed by Sarina's remark.
"You know that's not something to fool around with."
"I'm not fooling around. Let me finish before you make any other unnecessary comments."
"This better be good," Mary warned.
"After I left, I went to see Father Wayne. I felt I could trust him so I confessed the whole thing ... about me, about you and about the school."
"Jesus Christ! We're doomed!" Carla sobbed.
"If you only let me finish, I think you all will agree that I did the right thing."
The three girls looked at each other and sighed as Sarina continued on with her explanatory story.
"Anyway, I told him everything. Now, get this, he told me to go up to my room and he would meet me up there. I did. We talked over the situation for awhile when I noticed his eyes were roaming up my skirt."
Carla stood up wide eyed as if she knew but couldn't believe what Sarina was about to say. "Did he?" she asked amazed.
"Yeah, he did. He made a move toward me. He was scared and shivering but he kept right on coming ... right on top of me."
"Oh, my god," Sue said with a giggle.
"You mean you two fucked?" Mary asked in disbelief.
"You hit it right on the head, babycakes. But, it didn't all end there."
"You mean there's more," Carla added, quite pleased with Sarina's new daringness.
"I decided to take control of the situation," Sarina informed them.
"How?" the girls chorused.
"Well, I knew I had him where I wanted him."
"I'll bet you did," Carla cheered her on. "Hold off with the compliments and get ready for the punch line."
"Go on," they urged.
"Well, I had this guy begging like a little kid begs for a new toy. Every time he tried to advance another step, I'd do something sneaky ... like bite his cock. I pulled the pants zipper up on his prick too. Yeah, I had him with his pants down."
"You're too much," Carla laughed.
"Ask Father Wayne and I'll bet he'll tell you the same thing."
"Yeah, sure, I'll just go right up to him and say: was Sarina too much," Carla sarcastically commented.
"All right, cool it! Knock off all this bullshit and let's get to the point. What the fuck happened already?" Mary answered quite pissed with Sarina's delay.
"Well, to make a long story short, I broke him in."
"I don't believe it," Sue said, completely astonished.
"Really, he was a virgin with a six inch cock. By the time I got through with him, his cock grew to nine inches. His whole attitude and all his considerations about sex just blew out the fucking window."
"Good work," Mary said.
"Yeah, he's conformed now. He believes that sex is the right way. He wants to help us. I told him our plan and he wants to join in the fight. So, the whole thing is, what do you girls think about it?"
"Out of sight," Carla said.
"We never even dreamed of this much luck," Sue said.
Mary was silent for awhile. She thought the situation over, then voiced her opinion.
"I don't like it. I don't like it one single bit.
The whole thing sounds fishy to me."
"What seems to be the problem?" Sarina asked, quite curious as to what could be wrong.
"I don't know. I just don't trust him. Why, do you realize what could happen if that dude ever decides to spill the beans? We'll be hung, screwed! Our whole purpose would go up in smoke. No, I just don't agree with it."
"I tell you, the guy is a pushover. He is very sincere in what he says. I trust him. If you trust me, you'll trust in my judgment and go along with the idea."
"It's not that I don't trust you, love but there's something weird about that guy. I just can't seem to put my finger on it," Mary said, quite concerned.
"Well," Sarina asked, "what do you say we take a vote on it?"
"No, there's no need for a vote. We'll meet with him and hear what he has to say," Mary informed them. "When can we see him?"
"Tomorrow morning, right after breakfast would be the best time. Is that okay with you?"
"As good as any time, I guess," Mary replied.
The girls all agreed to meet with Father Wayne. Carla and Sue went along with the whole idea very well. Mary felt that something was wrong. She didn't know what but it bothered her. She had to be proven that Father Wayne could be trusted. She had to put him to some kind of a test and decide from there. She didn't want to see their little organization come to an end, so she was very cautious.
The girls went up to their rooms and went up to bed. Each one tried to see the outcome.
Morning came quickly as the sun peeped in through the windows of Holy Home. The girls had met for breakfast as usual. The conversation that day was rather limited. They were all feeling kind of nervous and jittery. They did have a big ordeal to confront today and therefore, had plenty reason to be nervous. Finally, Mary broke the dead silence.
"Well, you know girls, I thought a lot last night and I came up with, what I think, is a good solution," Mary said.
"What's that?" Sarina wanted to know, quite anxious to find out Mary's way of solving things.
"We'll put Father Wayne to some kind of a test."
"What kind of test to you have in mind?"
"You know, some kind of loyalty test. If he's really going to help us, we have got to know one hundred percent if we can trust him. He's got to show us that he'll come through and do what we tell him."
"That might be a good idea," Carla butted in. "It wouldn't hurt anyway to know for sure."
"Yeah," Mary continued, "if he was sincere, he would do anything we say to prove it."
"Okay, I'll go along with that," Sarina said, "but the whole trouble now is what kind of a test do we give him? What do we make him do?"
"I'm sure with our heads together, we could come up with something," Sue said.
"Yeah, well our heads are together and we ain't getting anywhere," Mary snapped.
"All depends on how you look at it," Sue said, "we've been through a lot more together and always seemed to come up with the right answers."
"Ah shit," Sarina cut in, "why can't we seem to get any agreements together. Let's stop arguing and work together."
"Yeah, see, I told you we always come up with the answers," Sue said.
"Now, what would be the ideal thing to make Father Wayne do. It's as simple as that," Sarina said.
"Well, it has to be something quite outrageous, like stripping nude in the cafeteria or something," Carla said jokingly.
"Something a little more practical, I'm afraid," Sarina joked along.
"I know," Sue said, "how about we make him give a sermon on sex and its joys in church next Sunday?"
"No, that doesn't seem to be it either," Mary said.
The girls' conversation was interrupted by a loud voice over the loudspeaker. It was the howling, piercing voice of Mother Superior, who came to make her morning speech.
"Good morning, girls," she said, grinning a stupid grin. She proceeded to speak in her usual sarcasm, telling the girls the plans for the week's activity.
Mary snapped her fingers and spoke out to her friends. "That's it!"
"What's it?" Sarina asked.
"That, that there, standing up by the loudspeaker."
"I don't get it," Sue said.
"Yeah," Carla added, "make some sense, will you?"
"Girls, you are looking at the solution to our problem."
With that, Mary pointed her hand to the dull figure at the loudspeaker.
"Mother Superior, she's our answer."
"Oh now, hold on," Carla said, "I think I know what you have in mind. You might as well throw it out."
"But surely, that is the one test that will prove his loyalty for us and our cause," Mary said.
"She might have an idea there," Sarina said. "Just think, if he gets through to her, our whole plan will be a success. We would have the one person on our side that could convert the school overnight."
"And what if it fails," Sue said.
"Well, if it fails, then we are really no worse off than we are now. We have been in this school for years and in that time, we got things done. Our progress was slow, too slow. We will be here until we are forty and we would still be doing the same old things," Mary said. "Now we have the chance to wrap it all up. We got to take that chance."
The girls all looked at one another, then at Mother Superior who was still speaking and came to their agreement.
"Okay," Carla said, "I'm with you. I agree."
"Yeah," Sue said, "and you know, I would be just as happy to get a glimpse of her mug while she's in action ... even if the plan fails. It would be worth it just to see the expression she would have."
The girls broke out in laughter as they finally felt good about it. They finished eating their breakfast and were ready to go and confront Father Wayne.
Mother Superior finished her speech and made her way back to the halls of the school. As she passed the table where the girls were sitting, Sarina began thinking to herself. She would be just too happy to see Mother Superior get hers. The manner that she always treated Sarina in class, all her sarcasm and rudeness should be fucked out of her. Oh, what a sight that would be.
"Yep, that's what she needs, a good old-fashioned fucking," Sarina said as they all got up from the table.
The girls went up to the Rectory where Father Wayne stayed. Sarina knocked two times as Father Wayne opened the door for them.
"Well, hello girls!" he greeted. "I've been expecting you. Glad to see that you decided to come. For a while, I didn't think you would come over."
"We're here and on time as planned," Sarina said.
"I seem to know your friends," Father Wayne said, "but I don't recall their names."
"My name is Mary," Mary said, "and this is Carla and Sue," she pointed them out in order.
"Hello, Carla, Sue and Mary," he said.
"So, Sarina tells us that you want to join us in our cause. What made you decide that," Mary asked, curious to know his reasons.
"Didn't Sarina tell you?" Father Wayne asked.
"Well, I want to hear it from you ... put it in your own words," Mary continued.
Father Wayne's face turned red as he looked over to Sarina for some assistance.
Sarina remained silent, keeping her word that she would go along with the girls.
"Well," Father Wayne began to explain, "you see, Sarina and I had a long conversation over her problem."
"Conversation?" Mary asked.
"Well, yes, but there was more to it than that. If you must know, Sarina and I engaged in some sexual intercourse. I must say, it was rather enjoyable. I didn't know what I was missing."
"You mean you two fucked," Sue said, breaking his educated terms.
"If you must put it in that form, yes, we fucked. It was the first time in my whole life. I realized that I must take this for my purpose in life. Sex is really great! It's what everyone needs to straighten themselves out. I want you girls to know that I want to help you in any way that I possibly can."
"Anyway?" Mary asked, smiling at her remark. She was picturing him and Mother Superior in the act.
"What do you mean by that?" Father Wayne asked, noticing the smirk on her face. "Is there something wrong?"
"Well, I wouldn't really say that there is something wrong but we have to be sure about you. There is too much on the line for any slip ups. We have been planning this for years with caution. Every decision that we made was a unanimous one," Mary informed.
"But it isn't unanimous?" Father Wayne asked in a surprised tone of voice. "You mean that you girls don't want my help?"
"No," Mary said, "that isn't quite it. We would like your help very, very much. It would make things a hell of a lot easier for us. One thing that we all agreed on was that we have to have some proof. We have to know that you would never betray us ... no matter what!"
"But I have given you my word," Father Wayne said, trying to reassure the girls of his ability to be trusted.
"Actions speak louder than words," Mary snapped back. "It's action that we want."
"What kind of proof could I give you?"
"Well Father," Sarina cut in, "I mean Rick, of course you know that it has to be something out of the ordinary."
"Have you come up with any ideas ... something out of the ordinary?"
"I think you might say that."
"Well, I said that I would be faithful. I'll do anything you say, no matter what. I don't want to be caught up in this trap for the rest of my life," he said, pulling on his robe.
Sarina acknowledged, "Okay Rick, let me ask you a question. Who is the one person in this school that has the most influence over everyone? Who's the one that gives the orders and makes the rides? Who's the one that everyone listens to and obeys?"
"Why, Mother Superior, of course. What does that have to do with it?"
"Rick, you are going to seduce Mother Superior."
"Impossible!"
"Oh yeah?" Mary asked.
"Why, it's unheard of! How do you expect that piece of cardboard to get turned on? It would be sure disaster if I even attempted such a task!"
"You want in or not?" Mary asked. "The choice is yours, Father."
"But," Father Wayne cut in.
"No buts," Mary snapped back. "This is almost what you might rail a military decision because that's what this is ... it's a war!"
Father Wayne put his head down and thought the whole situation and its possibilities over carefully. He knew that it would be no simple task. It would be next to impossible. He knew too that if it worked, it could be the answer to the girls' movement. He also kept in mind that it was his movement too. He knew that he would have to help them to prove his loyalty.
He looked up at Sarina and then to the other girls. He nodded his head slightly in agreement.
"You know," Father Wayne spoke, "it could work. This whole crazy idea could just work out at that."
"That's the spirit," Sarina happily beamed out. She was proud of Father Wayne. She was glad that she trusted in her judgment and trusted in Father Wayne. "I knew that you would come through. If this works, we could both get the hell out of here and leave the school in the girls' hands."
"Yeah," Carla cut in, "that was our original plan. We wanted to take control of this damned school."
"So, what is the plan? How do I go about it?" Father Wayne asked, feeling a bit shaky still.
"Just get it done with," Mary demanded. "Just go and seduce that old scumbag anyway you like. We don't give a damn how you do it, as long as it's done and done right. Got that?"
"But, I've only been fucked one time in my whole life. I don't know all the ropes," Father Wayne slyly told them.
"That's very true," Sarina said. "He didn't know a fucking thing when he was up there with me. If he slips up with Mother Superior, we're all dead!"
"You got a point there," Mary said.
"You think maybe he needs more practice?" Carla asked.
"Yeah," Sue answered, "you know the old saying: Practice makes perfect."
With that, the girls turned to each other and smiled. Each one knew what the other was thinking. Mary walked over to Father Wayne and put her arms around him. She embraced his body very hard as her lips met his and interlocked in a clamp of passion.
"Hold me tighter," Father Wayne said, feeling insecure.
"If I hold you any tighter, I'll be behind you!" Mary laughed.
Sue was next. She walked over to him and began to massage his head, running her fingers through his hair. Carla followed Sue. She went down on her knees and began to massage his crotch, feeling the lump in his pants grow with every stroke.
Sarina just stood by laughing to herself as the girls were really doing their stuff.
"He's yours," Sarina said, urging the girls to go on without her.
Carla began to unbuckle his pants. She pulled them down, dragging along his underwear with his pants.
Father Wayne's cock stood out long and hard at attention. It seemed to have remained the nine inches that Sarina had helped it develop.
"Hey, that's a real beauty," Carla said, looking his cock over. It was almost ready for the ordeal to come.
"Yeah, I did a real good job on him. Didn't I?" Sarina said, quite pleased with herself.
Mary was beginning to massage his neck. She licked the area under his chin and around his ears. Occasionally, she gently blew warm air into his ear and whispered softly to him.
"You're going to get fucked. We're going to fuck the shit out of you!" she said in a sing-song manner.
Sue was pulling on his hair, trying to yank him down to the floor.
"Let's bring him down to the floor and rape him!" Sue shouted.
The girls giggled and grabbed onto him. They brought him down to the floor with a mighty bang. They proceeded to take his clothes off piece by piece, trying to tease him silly as they did.
All his clothes were thrown in the corner of the room as he lay on the floor, completely nude.
"Hey, I've got a great idea!" Sarina spoke out, interrupting the action. "How about us giving him a good lesson? Each girl gives him a lesson. This way, each one of you can give him your own, individual guidance and assistance."
"Sarina," Carla said, flaunting her hand, "you're a genius! Let's do that. What do you say, girls?"
They all agreed that Sarina's idea was a great and original one. They all stopped what they were doing and got up from the floor.
Father Wayne had a disappointed look on his face as he was enjoying the work over he was getting from the girls.
"Now, you just stay there like a good, little boy," Mary said, waving her finger in Father Wayne's direction.
"Okay Father Wayne, I want you to pretend that I'm Mother Superior and you're coming to seduce me," Carla said.
Father Wayne turned apple red as he always did. He felt kind of weird. He was lying on the floor nude with his cock standing straight up, pointing to the ceiling. He looked up at the three girls and saw a raw hunger in their eyes. He got up from the floor and stood there, still feeling a little dumb. He walked over to Carla slowly. As he did, he turned to Sarina as if to ask if he had to go through with it.
"Go on Father, I mean Rick. She won't bite you," Sarina said, giggling at her comment and its irony.
"Now, what would you do first?" Carla asked.
"Well, er, the first thing I would do would be to walk around you slowly and breathe on you," Father Wayne replied.
"Well, go ahead! I'm waiting!" Carla shouted.
He began to walk around her, slowly blowing out hot air down Carla's neck.
"I think I couldn't make it too obvious at first," Father Wayne said, feeling good about his caution and care.
"Go ahead, you're doing fine," Carla urged, already starting to feel the vibrations he was sending her.
He proceeded to blow down her neck. He then brought his hand down to her ear. He slowly worked his fingers into the flesh, massaging the area while his other hand played softly with her hair.
He slowly brought his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him.
Carla could feel his rock hard cock poking her between the legs. She began to feel her cuntal lips moistening and working its way down her legs. She was starting to secrete the sacred love juices.
"Yes, that's it! You're doing just fine, Father," Carla said in a passionate tone.
He began to kiss her lips clumsily, yet with all the passion and enthusiasm that he could muster. He darted his tongue in and out of her wet mouth as his hands made their way down to her breast area. He squeezed them hard and roughly as Carla began to get out little chants of desire.
"And, what would you do next?" Carla uttered as her passionate words turned to whispers.
"Then, Carla, I would start to unbutton your uniform, or habit in Mother Superior's case, like this."
He continued on with his practice performance as he unbuttoned her blouse and unclasped her bra. Her breasts stood out like two cantelopes, ripe and hard. He massaged them roughly, at the same time shoving his cock between her legs to her spice box. He made sure that his cock penetrated her skirt. He brought his mouth down to her rock hard nipples and began to bite down gently on them. He licked all around the ripened cones, nibbling on the peaks.
Carla's moans became louder as his bites got harder and more rapid.
"Hey, are you sure that this guy is inexperienced?" Carla moaned out. "I'de like to see him when he's a real pro. He's dynamite now!"
The girls began to laugh out loud as Carla squirmed under Father Wayne's sucking mouth.
"Hey, I have an even better idea!" Sarina spoke out.
"What now?" Carla asked, her body begging to be taken over the rocks.
"How about all of us assigning him to take care of a different body part on each girl? On one of you, he can work on the tits, on another, the ass, and on the third, he gets the cunt!"
"Good idea!" Mary said, "but who gets it in the cunt? That's the best part of it all."
"Yeah," Sue added, "that's where all the juice comes from."
"We'll take a vote on it. Besides, whatever body part you draw, he will have to make you come in order for him to pass the test."
"That might not be a bad idea at that, Sarina," Mary complimented. "But Carla is already getting hers."
"Well, we'll make it a different part then. How about the mouth?" Sarina asked for their approval.
"Great!" Sue said, her eyes popping out at the mention of it. "The ass, the cunt and the mouth ... great idea!"
"Let's get something to choose from, like drawing from a hat," Sarina suggested.
Sarina walked over to the table and picked up a large bowl. She then got some paper from a pad on the desk nearby and quickly grabbed the pen. She ripped the paper in three parts and labeled each piece cunt, ass and mouth. She put them in the bowl, face down. She walked back to her friends and set them the rules.
"Okay, now listen. The names are in here and I want each one of you to select one. But first, someone go and pull Carla away from Rick before she melts away."
Sue grabbed a hold of Carla and yanked on her arm, trying to ger her attention and free her from Father Wayne.
"Come on now, Carla. Let's play the game. You're not being fair."
Carla broke free and walked angrily over to the others, kind of in a daze.
"Now, each one of you draw a piece," Sarina urged them on.
Sue was first. She reached in the bowl and drew her piece. She held it, then looked at it fast. It said mouth. She smiled as she showed the paper to the other three girls. She loved to suck cock and she was happy that she drew mouth.
"Okay, we'll wait before we draw again," Sarina said. "First let Sue do her stuff and we'll watch."
Sue began to dribble, her lips letting loose the slimy liquid as she looked Father Wayne's cock up and down. She walked over to him and positioned herself in a kneeling pose. She began to stroke his massive rod along the bottom, making tiny circular motions with her wet, warm tongue.
Father Wayne's already huge cock began to pulsate as Sue worked her hands up and along the shaft.
"Now Father, dear, this is what you call a blow job, or better yet, fucking in the mouth."
She brought her tongue down to the slit on his prick and licked it, giving him a good demonstration. She bit down gently on it as she began to take in more of the rock hard cock. She sucked harder, making sure she left teeth marks in the places she treated. She took the whole length in her mouth, as her lips and tongue continued working their way along the length of his prick. Faster and faster she went on as Father Wayne began to bounce up and down on his heels. He tried to shove more and more of his massive cock into her mouth.
Carla was doing her best as she began to drip from the pussy. She was getting herself good and hot over the whole demonstration. She wrapped her hands behind his ass and pulled him in close, making Sue choke on the cock that was jammed down her throat. She brought him down to the floor, still holding on the thick rod with her teeth. She pulled away from him for a moment to speak.
"Come on, fuck my mouth like you would fuck my cunt, you idiot!"
Father Wayne caught on and began pumping and humping away at Sue's mouth. Sue started to spread her legs apart. Hot cunt juice began to drip down the crack of her ass and onto the floor, forming little puddles.
Father Wayne could not resist the woman's lips around his hardened cock. In fact, he was extremely enthused about it.
Despite the tension in his limbs from this not too familiar contact, he continued on pumping with all the enthusiasm he could muster. He felt Sue's hands clasping and moving firmly and tightly up and down his massive, pulsing rod. As her lips and tongue continued their tickling journey onward, her teeth helped along.
He was nearly paralyzed as her soft fingers and lips explored him with the gentleness of a feather. Whatever fears his mind knew, his body was his own master and soon he found himself straining against her full, soft flesh, silently begging her not to stop. She didn't relent in her explorations. Thrills, such as he had never known, took hold of him and shook through his body.
Sue recognized some premature response and began to stroke the now throbbing and ticking organ.
For a long time, he tried to restrain himself as she so expertly manipulated his erection. Soon he could control himself no more and he gasping as her lips sucked more and more rapidly. His body, startled by the force of its bursting seed, jerked and spurted in blinding spasms as he lie back sobbing from the satisfaction of his overwhelming climax. He lie there, his cock still getting sucked by Sue's hot mouth. She had tasted and swallowed his creamy load without the least bit of trouble or hesitation. She continued sucking as his cock began to expand once more. She was on the verge of her now overdue climax. Her legs began to vibrate as hot creamy juice gushed from her vaginal cavity, ending her sucking cycle. She drew away from Father Wayne and gasped for air, trying to catch her breath.
"Wow," she bloated out, "that was a mighty tasty piece of meat you got there. If he fucks a cunt like he just fucked my mouth, he should have no trouble at all."
She brought her hand between her legs, grabbing a handful of pussy juice.
"Just look what he made me do!" she said, showing the load to the crowd.
"That's quite a load you've got there, Sue," Sarina said looking down into the palm of Sue's hand. "I think he passed the mouth test. What do you think, girls?"
"Mighty good," they all agreed.
He had done a pretty decent job on Sue. Now it was time once again for Carla and Mary to choose from the bowl. They walked over to Sarina, ready to contribute what they knew to Father Wayne. They wanted him to be experienced before confronting Mother Superior.
Carla raised her hand first, grabbing into the bowl as if in some kind of care. She pulled out a piece of paper and read it. It said ass. She then let the others look at it, verifying the action she was about to perform. She smiled over to Mary, letting her know that she had drawn the choice she wanted.
Carla walked over to Father Wayne and stood beside him. He was still in the same position as when Sue had left him. His cock was still standing tall and firm, despite the previous ordeal it had just undergone ... despite the load he had just shot. Sue had just left him hanging. She had gotten him hard once more, even after he shot his load. She had continued sucking on his prick in order to produce her own climax.
Carla got down on her knees and whispered into Father Wayne's ear.
"Now, Father Wayne, I want you to show me how you would fuck my ass. Show me how you would plow into Mother Superior's ass if you had the chance."
Father Wayne, being as horny as he was, quickly reached for Carla's zipper on her dress. He unzipped it and actually tore it down to her ankles. He slid his hand down her panties and began to play with her firm little buttocks. He squeezed them together, then roughly pulled them apart, nearly ripping the center. The panties were in his way and he became aggravated with them. He roughly ripped them off her body and lifted her out of the uniform that hung around her ankles. She was left with just her bra on. Her bra was of no concern to Father Wayne. His job was to take care of Carla's ass and he was about to do that.
He plunged his fingers in and out of the crack of her ass as he had no trouble whatsoever with the size of her hole. It was quite a tremendous asshole at that. As a matter-of-fact, it was as big as Sarina's cunt hole. Carla was an experienced person when it came to getting her ass fucked and the size of the hole showed it.
"Does it hurt getting fucked up the ass?" Father Wayne innocently asked.
"It doesn't hurt me at all, lover," Carla answered. "It hurt a lot in the beginning, then it got so it just hurt when you put it in. Now it's so that almost any size cock can fit up there without the slightest effort. So feel free to fuck away."
Father Wayne seemed to be just thrilled about the idea of fucking Carla's ass. He had gotten it in the cunt and in the mouth before with Sarina, but this was his first time fucking in the ass. He was really excited about the whole thing. He continued rubbing her ass and playing with the tiny hairs that stuck out. Occasionally, he looked up her hole to see what was up there. He turned Carla around so her ass was in line with his enormous cock.
"Are you ready for me to enter, my dear?" he asked.
"You may come in. I'm waiting for you, ass lover," she replied with a wink.
With that, he slid his cock in gently, making certain he was neither too rough nor too slow. He wanted it to be just right. His cock continued its way up the dark passage of her rectum, scraping along the walls as it went.
Sue was right. His prick had went in without the slightest bit of hesitation or trouble. He stood there and just let out tiny moans of pleasure. Somehow fucking an ass was different than fucking a cunt or mouth. Fucking a cunt was like fucking a mouth, both of them were well lubricated, a cunt from the cunt juice and a mouth from the saliva. An ass was sort of different. It had a feeling all of its own. It has a dry and scraping sort of sensation, like the walls of the rectum have a very secure, tight hold of your prick. It was a truly fantastic sensation. He enjoyed the smell too. It was the smell of soft shit, slushing around and finding its way to his nostrils.
"Hey, stop daydreaming and fuck," Carla demanded.
"Oh, sorry. I was just hung up in the sensation of this whole thing. It's a whole new trip to me."
Father Wayne began to pump slowly away at her ass. He watched as her ass cheeks expanded and contracted with each long stroke of his inflamed prick.
They both began to pick up speed in their movements. Carla thrusted her body into his as he plunged his into hers. Her rectum passage was receiving the full length of his elongated organ from this action.
Finally it was just too much for him to bear. He once again shot his rocks off, causing an unfinished cycle. Carla hadn't come yet. She stopped her pumping for that moment in order to receive the full sensation of her rectum being filled with hot, foamy cream. It was as if someone was giving her an enema with the water very hot and soapy.
The scum began to drip down from her ass and back onto his prick. She wanted to continue her pumping but she found that his cock was beginning to grow limp. She moved away, letting his cock hang loosely between his legs.
"Come on, Father. You have to make me come or we can't finish this up," Carla warned. "How? My prick is beginning to sag."
"How do you think, you stupid fuck? Use your mouth, you scumbag," she said in an angry voice.
Quickly responding to her call, he got down on his knees and stuck his face between the crack of her ass. He began to lick away at the area, tasting the remains of the last shit she had taken. The smell and the taste of the shit drove him wild. He licked harder and harder, trying to eat the little balls of crust that had accumulated on the hairs. He got one and bit into it. He rolled it around in his mouth for a while before swallowing it.
Carla saw that Father Wayne was enjoying eating the crusty little balls. She knew that it was getting him hot just eating the stuff. She decided to give him a real treat. While his mouth was open, she let go with a loud fart and sent it straight down his throat. It let out a loud, but muffled noise through the room. His motion began to pick up as he accepted the burst openly.
Just then, Carla let out with that familiar burst of cunt juice that comes at the end of a well done session.
"Hey, that was just great, Father. I didn't have my ass fucked and eaten out like that in years," Carla complimented.
"I didn't know I could do so good myself," Father Wayne said, "but I must tell you, it was the fart that really turned me on the most. That taste drove me completely out of my mind."
"Okay, okay, enough you two," Sarina said like a coach. "He passed his second lesson. Now let's see him fuck a pussy."
"I'm ready for another time around," Father Wayne said.
"Well Mary, seeing as how there's only one piece of paper left, I guess you get it," Sarina said.
"Okay, if this guy can fuck me good, I promise that I won't doubt him again," Mary promised.
"Well, you heard that, Father Wayne. Now fuck her good and you passed the test," Sarina said.
Carla picked up her clothes and began to make room for her friend, Mary. It was her turn to take over.
Mary walked up to Father Wayne in a sexy fashion. She wiggled her hips, letting him know all that was under the dress was no amateur. She began to take her clothing off piece by piece. First she removed her dress, then her bra. She remained in her panties for awhile and just walked around him in a circle, teasing the hell out of him. She would occasionally grab for his balls, then stop and pull away, sending him into fits of lust.
Finally, Father Wayne couldn't stand it any longer. He grabbed a hold of Mary's arm and pulled her over to him. He jammed his hand down her panties and shoved his fingers deep into her pussy. He clamped onto the bone extending from her stomach to the tip of her vagina. He held it firmly so as to prevent her from moving. He brought his other hand around and tore her panties right off her body. He worked his fingers up her cunt savagely in an effort to make her pay for all her teasing while his other hand lifted the torn panties to his nostrils. He took a deep breath and actually got off on them. He slammed her body down hard to the ground, making the floor vibrate from the thrown weight.
"You little whore, bitch," he yelled as he pinned her beneath his heavy body.
He then shoved his aching prick up her cunt with one big motion. He fucked and fucked away at her, not giving her a chance to even catch her breath.
Mary was at his mercy as he had complete control over her and the situation. He was fucking like a pro and Mary almost ate her words as she felt like an amateur with him. She was so entranced in the act of fucking that she could not even move her body back in an effort to add to the pleasures of the sexual act. She was completely numbed to the floor.
The other three girls looked on astonishedly as they watched Mary he there helplessly.
She could not hold it back a second longer. She let out with one big gush of hot, sweet smelling, creamy cunt juice. It dripped all over the floor. She had let loose of her load so quickly and Father Wayne didn't even hint to coming yet.
"Well, you little bitch whore, what do you think of me now?" Father Wayne asked with a look of certainty on his face.
"You're no amateur," Mary moaned.
"That was just sensational," Sarina budded in. "Why didn't you fuck me in the pussy like that yesterday?"
"Practice makes perfect, you know. Yesterday I was a virgin, today, I'm a pro. I owe it all to you," he answered.
"Well Father, you have passed part one of your test, now you must go through the second phase of it. You will have to go and get Mother Superior anyway you please," Sarina said in her military sergeant's voice.
"I don't think it will be as hard as I thought. As a matter-of-fact, I'm kind of looking forward to it," Father Wayne spoke, quite confident in himself.
He got up from the floor and started to dress. Mary followed in the action. They both got themselves together and proceeded to discuss their plans.
"Okay, now we have to find out where Mother Superior stays most of the day," Sarina suggested.
"Why, she is always up in her office, working or something," Father Wayne told her.
"Good, then we can leave it all up to you," Sarina said.
"Yes, don't worry. Everything is under control now," Father Wayne assured them.
"After you have completed the assignment, meet us back here in this office with her. We can discuss the plans to take over the school," Sarina said.
"Okay, Sarina, I'm on my way."
"Good luck," she said, grabbing onto him and giving him a light peck on the cheek.
"Good luck," the other girls followed in unison.
"Just remember, fuck her pussy the way you fucked mine and everything will be all set," Mary once again reminded him.
He turned and gave one last look to them and smiled. Then he left, closing the door behind him.
* * *
As Father Wayne walked through the hallways to Mother Superior's office, he got all sorts of pictures his mind just couldn't control. He kept getting pictures of naked bodies and people fucking. Cocks, pussies, tits and asses flashed across his eyes. He continued down the hall until he came to Mother Superior's office. He stood outside for awhile, pondering the situation. Then he knocked gently at the door, trying to keep his hand from holding back. There was no answer, but he heard a little sound of motion from inside.
No body usually ever was allowed to go up to Mother Superior's office. If anyone ever wanted to see her for anything, they usually saw her down in the staff room. Her office was a private place and just certain people were allowed up at certain times.
He stood by the door and knocked once more. He still got no answer but the same noise persisted. He was determined to get in there to see what was going on. He leaned against the door and pushed it open. He stood there, in complete shock, horrified, electrified and mystified at what he saw. There on the couch, completely nude was Mother Superior, fucking her cunt out with a dildo. She stopped in her place as she realized that someone was in the room. She and Father Wayne stood there just staring at each other. Father Wayne looked down at her pussy and saw that it was soaked with the familiar sight of pussy juice. He walked over to her and began to strip without any further hesitation. They both didn't speak any words. They were much too shocked and too hot to say anything.
She pulled the dildo out of her pussy and gave it to Father Wayne. He held onto it tightly and then began to suck on it, making believe it was someone's cock that tasted like a cunt. After he finished sucking on it, he threw it down to the floor. His cock was already engulfed by Mother Superior's mouth. She was sucking away feverishly. He then began to stroke her breasts as he brought his lips down to the now dripping cunt. He and she sucked on each others' organs. Their hands worked all along their bodies, adding to the stimulation.
He shifted his position to the fucking position. He mounted her body and began to kiss her roughly on the lips, circling his tongue around hers. He then let his cock slip up her pussy and started to fuck away. They both fucked for about an hour before they came.
Mother Superior was no stiff as she proved to Father Wayne. She had been doing what she was doing for years and wasn't even once aware of the fact that all sorts of fucking and sucking was going on around her. That was the reason why she was always so nattery and crabby to the girls. She couldn't stand to be among a bunch of dead heads. She too was in the same spot as Father Wayne. She had been devoted and then found out the real truth about sex and how divine it was.
They both finished fucking and dressed so as they could meet the girls down in the Rectory. On the way down, Father Wayne explained everything to her, about the whole plan to sexually liberate the school for years. She laughed as she told him of the same plans that she had once had but were some how lost through the years.
When they arrived down the Rectory, they all shared in one big sex orgy in order to celebrate their victory. They had succeeded in their plans and everything turned out even better than expected.
Within a year, the Holy Home School for Girls had become what you might call a house, not a home for girls. The crusaders had completely liberated the school and made it a business.
Carla, Mary and Sue had stayed with the school for some time after that. They still remained together and shared in new and exciting adventrues with each other.
As for Mother Superior, she was still what you might call the head of the place ... except she was now the Madam. Father Wayne stayed on with the school also, serving as what you might call a pimp or a scout, depending on the way you look at it.
As for Sarina Mason, she left Holy House a very short time after to go on her own for awhile. She wanted to explore the many cunts and cocks that waited for her in the outside world. She had learned a lot while at Holy Home and now she was going to apply her education.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Fuller Brush Man
Sarina's mind slowly clouded over once again ... moving rapidly to locate another incident in her mind.
It was a cold, rainy, April day and Sarina was just lying around the house completely bored to death. It would have been a draggy day for her because of the miserable weather. Sarina, somehow, came into some luck.
She had stayed around in a black lacey, sheer stripper outfit. One of her girlfriends was supposed to come over with some guys ... about six or so. Sarina doubted that they would come over in the rain, but she still kept hoping.
All of a sudden, she heard the sound of the doorbell ringing through the room. It was Sadie, Sarina thought.
"Come on in, baby. I'm putting on the drinks."
The Fuller Brush man walked in and was completely astonished by the sight his eyes beheld ... seeing a completely nude, rear view of Sarina's curves.
Sarina turned around, smiling with her tray of drinks, until of course, she spotted the man.
There was nothing for her around to throw over herself. She stood there naked in completely sheer black outfit and a tray of drinks busied her hands.
Her breasts and pussy had been made up for the sex orgy she had planned with Sadie. Her nipples were outlined with a deep, thin circle of red, an inner circle of light pink and the tips in a deeper shade of red. Her pussy was shaved, except for a circle of hair around her pussy. It was done up in red and pink also for the party ... same as the deep crack in Sarina's perfumed scented ass.
The man's lump was pulsing in his pants and he didn't even try to bring his eyes from Sarina's body. He took off his jacket and held his crotch right in his hands ... gawking straight at Sarina's tits and pussy.
"Who the fuck are you?" Sarina demanded to know.
"I'm your friendly Fuller Brush man," he replied with a wicked grin on his face. He moved in closer to Sarina.
"Well, I don't need none, so you can go," she pointed to the door, quite pissed by the man's insolence.
"I'm not ready to," the bold, but handsome man said, yanking his pants and shorts off and down to the floor. He stood out of them only to reveal most probably, the biggest cock in the whole world. If he wasn't thirteen or fourteen inches at least, he wasn't shit!
Sarina stood there completely stunned and quite speechless, unable to take her eyes from the amazon like cock. The man just stood there, his cock hanging out from his business type shirt and tie and his socks and shoes still on. "Still want me to go?" he smiled to Sarina, in a so-sure-of-himself voice.
"No," Sarina gasped out, "have a drink or so first. She tried to act cool but the man undid the rest of his clothing and quickly downed the drink Sarina had offered him.
Sarina could not help but keep her eyes peered at his tremendous cock. The man sat there with his legs spread widely, letting his member stand to attention for her.
"You got quite a load to carry around," Sarina had tried to make a joke, feeling a little awkward.
The man didn't smile. He just stared at Sarina in a devilish type expression. He looked really mean. Sarina felt a bit frightened and excited at the same time.
"Take that thing off," he comanded in a bossy manner.
Not knowing why, Sarina just stood up and let her stripper outfit fall to the floor as she was told.
"Dance for me," he commanded. "What!" Sarina replied astonished. "I said, dance."
"Who are you to tell me what to do?"
"You better listen to me. If I want to be a bastard, I could call the cops up here or inform them about you. You had better listen."
Sarina knew that she was on the spot but strangely enough, she liked this demanding guy. He was exciting her. He made her feel wicked and animal like.
"Dance!" he commanded. "Make it slow and sexy. Tease me and I'll teach you things you've never felt."
Sarina was interested in what this fourteen inch pricked guy had to teach.
She began moving to the music, allowing her long hair to hide her lush breasts and seductively moving her hips in circular motions. She threw back her head, allowing the man full view of her plentiful, painted nipples.
She began to spread her pussy lips for him, giving him a view of her painted masterpiece. She he down on the floor, holding her pussy open, squirming like a snake to the beat of the music. She arched her back and moved her pelvic region upward to his view in circular motions.
He was already mad with lust but forced himself to sit there. He opened his suitcase of demonstrations and Sarina wondered what was about to come. She kept on with her dance, this time doing her display of a back view.
She spread her ass cheeks and wiggled one of her fingers into her own rectum, giving the salesman a real show.
He took out one of his long toilet brushes and ran it lightly down her spine, sending shivers of lust up through her body.
Sarina took a brush from the display case and ran the brush through the forest of black hair on his chest.
He stood up and took her in his arms, massaging and rubbing the brush harder up and down her spine as she harshly rubbed the brush up and down the outer edges of his thighs.
He began sucking the candy flavored decor off her nipples, lingering at the tips of her nipples to let his tongue dance and lick teasingly on them.
He continued on downward in his licking way, down her belly to her hairless love bush, licking lightly on the few hairs. He reached her love hole and thrust his tongue up the depth of her tunnel. Her hips moved with his thrusts, keeping the rhythm with him. He found her love button and took it between his teeth. He started off with little nibbles which slowly increased to bites.
Sarina shifted herself so that she could get her hands on the great fourteen incher. She played with his testicles with one hand and with the other, worked the length of his enormous prick. She teased the little pink hole on his mushroom head with the tip of her tongue, occasionally sticking her tongue into it, getting a faint taste of his urine.
She very lightly began grinding her teeth on it, the lower jaw going left while the upper went right.
The salesman stopped her just in time as Sarina's jaw movements were enough to spring off his orgasm. He drew away from Sarina, giving her a deep and penetrating look. His hands were brushing lightly against her flesh. She was quivering with the anticipation of the secrets that they were about to unfold.
Sarina surveyed his naked body, surprised by his sudden gentleness, hardly daring to imagine what might follow.
He guided her down to the rug on the floor, bringing himself firmly down upon her, placing the full length of his body down on Sarina. His weight actually made her short of breath as he just pounced her into the rug.
He brought his head down to hers, allowing their lips to meet in a long, hp bruising kiss.
His erect penis rubbed against the pubic hairs of her belly, squirming and tickling her pubic region a bit.
In a strange way, Sarina desired the roughness of his hands, even though the gentleness turned her on. Sarina decided to rile him up so she began to play act fighting him off.
His hands grasped her wrists, pinning them down by her sides, making it impossible for her to struggle off his assaults to come.
He was smart. He knew what she wanted and he was more than pleased to oblige her. He sank his teeth deep into her shoulder, deep enough to make a cry escape Sarina's hot, moist, quivering lips. She experienced as much pleasure from the bite as she did pain, if not more.
She struggled and writhed about in an attempt to free her arms of their source of being pinned down. Sarina had wanted to throw her arms around his full, naked shoulders. She was unsuccessful in her attempts. He really had her pinned down quite securely.
He continued biting down on her shoulder with even more intensity.
The unexpected sensation was making Sarina dizzy and light headed. She thought she would pass out.
When her fighting limbs had finally quieted, he raised his head and kissed Sarina again.
His kisses moved downward and Sarina knew this man would drive her completely out of her mind. His lips encircled her already swollen pubic lips and his tongue began rubbing against its hairless, inviting opening.
A fire of great intensity shot through Sarina's loins as his mouth slipped up and down the length of her channel. Sarina was too far beyond control of herself and let her river of hot, foamy come burst the dam within her.
He didn't stop, but rather redoubled the speed and intensity of eating her out, getting every drop of her spasmatic release. He was catching his head just eating her.
Sarina shook and trembled as her come actually and literally burst from her cunt.
The come dribbled down Sarina's legs and the Fuller Brush man's chin as he adequately finished up on Sarina's super wet pussy. He wiped his chin and licked her come off his hands.
He slid his hands under Sarina's buttocks, causing her to slightly lift her torso and blew his hot breath down on Sarina's contented cunt. He grasped the ripe mounds of her bottom and let go, dropping her rump back down to the floor with an abrupt thump!
He again placed himself between her legs, pressing the head of his throbbing prick at the gates of her heavenly pussy.
Sarina's pussy was dry now from his eating her out. He was beginning to hurt her, forcing apart her bps and cuntal walls to make his tight, unlubricated entrance.
With a slow, precise motion, he moved, driving the swollen head downwards and feeling her tight walls close around it, beginning to dampen again.
Sarina gasped as though to retreat, but thrust herself upwards in a swift, jarring movement, reaching him completely to the hilt.
He threw his weight down upon her and began to move against her with more growing excitement while her experienced body took up the rhythm and her hands teased his burning and aching loins.
Finally, with the muscles of his stomach and buttocks tightly contracted, he felt the first tingling rush of the fluid shoot from his elongated prick, splashing the walls of her cunt down to the hilt. His hot scum crashed down in one final burst of strength as more and more their bodies pressed together the warm flesh of their youthful bodies.
"That was okay, mister," Sarina tried to play it cool.
"What do you mean, that is okay, it was terrific. In fact, you probably creamed yourself just looking at my pal here," he said patting his crotch.
Sarina laughed.
Their lips met in a long embrace when all of a sudden the door flung open.
"Well, well, well," a voice interrupted, "that hot little cunt just couldn't wait her ass in a chair for us, you lovely, horny bastard," Sadie bent down giving Sarina a kiss. "From what I can see," she continued, "you ain't too bad yourself," she kissed the salesman's ass. "Well, don't I get introduced?"
"Er, oh," Sarina stumbled for words, "the truth is, all I know is that he's the Fuller Brush man."
"Oh, fucking shit!" Sadie cursed, laughing her ass off. "Sarina man, you're too much, too fucking funny man!"
"Well," budded in the Fuller Brush man, "I'm Mark. I hope you don't mind that I started the party a little earlier than you planned for it to start."
"Glad you did," Sadie smiled, "glad you did."
"Oh, how about some drinks and some smoke?" Sarina offered.
"Great! Oh these are my friends," Sadie pointed out the men in order. "This is Merv, Henry, and Pete. Well boys, make yourselves at home. The party has started!"
With that, the three handsome men began stripping where they stood.
They were all well hung, big men and Sarina was quite pleased. She knew it would be a super time.
She was also happy that the salesman was here. That way, her and Sadie could take on two guys each. She pictured herself in many positions with them.
Sadie broke her thoughts. "Listen, I'm going to pick up a few things that I ordered. It's sort of a surprise, okay? I'll be back in an hour at the most."
Sarina began to pass out the drinks, letting the mens' hands roam and run where they wished as she did. They sat and chatted a while over their drinks and joints as the exotic music played. Sarina's shoulders began to move in erotic circles and soon she found herself in the midst of a lewd and sensuous dance.
The mens' cocks began to grow stiff with every thrust of Sarina's hips. They rose and slowly closed in around her, mad with their lust. All of a sudden, her friend Mark grabbed her roughly, pinning her arms behind her back as he brought her down to the floor. The men began mounting her in their mad lust. Mark mounted her waist, sticking his stiff prick between her tits, pressing them inwards closing his prick in the lush mounds. He began fucking her tits with his cock as he scratched her nipples. Merv knelt above her face, sticking his hardened cock down her throat before Sarina had a chance to protest.
Henry worked his way under Sarina and jammed his rock hard weapon up Sarina's asshole without any lubrication or mercy on the girl. Pete joined in on the action by fucking and humping away at Sarina's spicebox.
Sadie came in just in time to make it with some of the action. She had picked up a few dildos and was ready to give Pete a surprise. It was a big, red rubber dildo that Sadie chose of the three she bought. It was a double dildo. She inserted one half up her own cunt and attached the straps and clamps, the other half jutting out in its red proudness. She took a black one and shoved it in violently up her asshole, manipulating it with her hand as she approached the crowd of fucking people. She thrust her finger with the dildo up Pete's unsuspecting asshole. He howled at the crude intrusion. The howling only drove Sadie deeper and deeper into his rectum, each thrust increasing in intensity and meaning. Sadie's intrusion triggered off Pete's fucking which in turn, triggered off Sarina's movements, which triggered off Mark, Merv and Henry.
"I'm going to come," they panted in sequence. With that their come mingled and flowed. Sadie's dildo was filled with her come which trickled into Pete's rectum. Sarina was completely filled. Merv's scum trickled from her cheek as she tried to quicken her hard, sucking motions. Mark's come like a machine gun, shot all over Sarina's face and onto Merv's cock. Sarina sucked that in also. Henry's come bellowed harshly up Sarina's bowels, putting out the flames she felt in her rectum while Henry filled her honeypot to the hilt.
They all dismounted Sarina and Sadie licked the scum from Sarina's body hungrily.
Sadie removed the dildo from herself and licked them off also. She then sat with Merv and Mark as Sarina mingled with Henry and Pete.
They all began getting into their own sexual trips. Sadie laid down on her belly, her face resting in Merv's lap. Mark's head was lying on her ass. Mark opened Sadie's legs and lifted her slightly from the floor. He began blowing warm air on her pussy and ass crack. She began to squirm from the delightful feelings she was getting. Mark began to place little light kisses from her ass crack down to her pussy folds and back up to her ass again. He let his tongue escape their pearly gates and continued his actions except using his tongue now, whipping it in quickly up and down. Sweat began pouring out of her, out of every enlarged pore in her wet skin, and she was exquisitely aware of the man's fingers moving under her across her breasts and down her stomach. They glided across her thighs that now quivered and shook with rapid rhythmic convulsions.
Sarina, Henry and Pete sat and watched on, petting and touching each other in gentleness.
Sadie began to suck on Merv's abundant cock.
Sarina, Henry and Pete have completely had it. They just couldn't take watching the whole display before them. Their petting progressed to licks, then sucks and bites. Soon they had caught up to Sadie and her friends.
Henry was really digging the activity with Sarina because her breasts were her pride and joy. They were so perfectly, so exquisitely formed that she was finally feeling like some lofty love goddess offering them as a heathen sacrifice to her thirsty lover.
Pete began to stimulate her clitoris and in several minutes, she felt the moisture start to trickle out of her. It pleased Pete to be able to lubricate her so readily, and yet, on another level, it seemed like one of Mother Nature's magical tricks. Pete began to think. Why allow Sarina to become physically prepared for the sex act and then deny her its glorious, ultimate reward.
Without further adew, Pete entered her and she felt the sharp, unexpected stab of desire over her.
Her breasts seemed alive and were quivering from their recent offering.
Henry continued his action on her breasts as Sarina continued her jaw and hp movements on his enormous erection. Her gagging and choking did not stop her movements as she was out to please and be pleased.
They both recognized her familiar quickening of breath and pelvic thrusts.
Sadie was at her point of orgasm also, as were the four men. They had been holding back as it was until the girls were ready. They wanted to reach that heavenly point of orgasm together.
The men began filling up Sadie and Sarina as their come poured into them. The girls kept up their sucking and pelvic motions as the come barreled from the four shooting men.
They spent the rest of the night in such lewd scenes ... continuing on through the late hours of the morning.
Sarina's mind blew in large, then small circular motions as her mind continued on down through her time tunnel.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Return To Reality
The early morning sun beamed in through the dingy, slightly opened shade of Sarina's two-bit hotel room. The sun pierced her eyes as it brought her back up her time track and into present time.
Her eyes opened, only to see the dingy walls of her all too familiar 'Room of Pleasure and Profit'. She brought her hands to her eyes, wiping the excess sleep that had accumulated on the course of her journey through the past. As her ears unclogged, and her senses became more alive, she could hear the fuzzy, nuzzled, snoring sound of big, black Sam Jackson lying beside her. She smiled as she rubbed her hand along the muscles of his torso, awakening him from his sleep.
"Hey, baby, momma's callin," Sarina mimmicked in an Aunt Jamima type voice.
Sam lifted his head off his soft pillow, made a few funny motions with his lips and then turned to Sarina. He was still in a half dizzy sleep.
"Hey, what time is it? How long have I been here?" Sam asked, still dazed and confused.
"Good morning, big man! How was your sleep?"
"Deep, really deep," he said shaking his head up and down. "Dynamite!"
"What time is it?" Sam asked, worried that he might miss his bus.
"Well, the morning sun tells me that it must be about six o'clock."
"Six o'clock! Are you sure?" Sam asked in a panicked voice.
"Well, if you don't believe me, you can look at the clock on the bureau," Sarina said, pointing to her radio clock on the dresser.
"Five after six," Sam said, rather amazed, "you must really know your business."
"Yes, I do. I've been greeting the sun for many a morning now and I know just what time it is just by the sun's intensity."
"Damn-nn, you are a sharp one, aren't you?"
"I try to be. A girl in my profession has to know her business. By the way, what time do you have to catch your bus?"
"Well, my bus leaves at seven o'clock. I've still got a little time to kill," Sam replied.
Sarina looked down at Sam's crotch and noticed his cock beginning to harden.
"Sure looks like you've got some more time to kill," she said, pointing to his rapidly growing cock.
Sam looked down at his crotch and answered, "Always get a piss hardon every time after I wake up. I'm known for that. Why even after I piss, it still stays hard. Have a hard time tucking it in and under every time I'm getting ready for work."
"Why sure, that's some piece you've got there. It looks like it could be quite noticeable through your pants when it's hard."
"Yeah," Sam agreed, "you're right. Why mere are times during the day when I see a pretty girl pass by, it would seem like I had three legs if you were to look."
Sarina took another good look at his crotch. "Well," she said, "I'll make sure that it doesn't happen today."
With that, Sarina brought her hand around his enormous prick and began to massage in an up and down motion.
Sam stayed flat on his back as his cock stood up to attention. It stood as erect and straight as a parking meter on a curb. The head was the top of the meter where one would deposit the money.
"I don't want to waste any of your time. I know that you've got a bus to catch," Sarina said.
"Jerk away," Sam advised, "jerk away baby, jerk away."
She continued yanking on Sam's super large prick as she brought her other hand down to his shoulders and began to massage his firm and developed muscles.
She knew that Sam enjoyed the foreplay of the sexual act. She wanted to make sure that she got him good and ready for the final fuck of the day. Her fingers moved lightly and slowly over his neck, sending chills through both their bodies. She slid her hands slowly down the sides of his frame. She stopped as she came to his ass, then she pinched it and withdrew, bringing her hand back up to his shoulder area.
Sarina's foreplay became a bit more intense and invigorating as the act went on.
Sam began to respond. He teased her nipples with his fingers, making them stand hard and erect, like two little pebbles on two lust mounds. He knew from before that Sarina loved to get her nipples pinched. He then began to nibble on them, moving his upper jaw in a right ward direction while his lower jaw moved to the left.
Sarina's motions became faster and faster, making Sam's cock feel like it would be yanked from its foundation at any moment. Sarina brought her leg between Sam's legs and started to massage his balls with her toes. She jiggled them back and forth as her toes showed as much control as her fingers would.
Sam's hand began to roam down Sarina's tummy and abdominal area, stopping when he reached her crotch. He encircled his fingers around her vaginal lips, then pulled away, grabbing onto the little hairs that surrounded it.
Sarina's toes still played with his testicles while her hand still yanked away at his wide ten incher.
She began to bring her head down to his pole like prick. She started to whisper little grunts and moans, seeming as if she were actually talking to Sam's cock.
"Tell me what it's saying, tell me now!" Sam said. "I never knew that it could talk before."
Sarina did not answer, being too far gone in her world of fantasies and lust.
Sam's cock was big but Sarina knew from before that she could fit his whole ten incher down her throat. Her tongue began to tickle and play on the mushroom like head of Sam's cock. She stuck her tongue out and ran it along side of the length of the huge prick.
Sarina was making sure his cock was well lubricated before she attempted to engulf it.
Meanwhile, Sam's hands were playing at the lips of her pussy. He shoved his thumb up and down the separated lips of her steamy cunt, wiggling it around in circular motions to break any set pattern.
Sam's cock was now well lubricated. She opened her mouth and brought it down over the huge head. Her teeth began to chizzle away at the skin, grinding and pulling until Sam's body jerked upward. As his body jerked, his whole cock penetrated the depths of her throat. Sarina gagged and held on. She once again showed him the pro that she was.
"Too fucking damn much! That's what you are, baby!"
Sam's words went unheard as Sarina remained in her trance. Sarina's motions increased, picking up speed and intensity.
Sam's breathing quickened to short, deep gasps. He was at a point where he could do nothing but just he back and take it all in. He was helpless, under Sarina's power.
"Oh, baby, I'm gonna come ... any minute now, any minute now, love!" Sam shouted.
Sarina's head bobbed up and down faster and faster, her hair bouncing up and down in a wild manner.
"It's now! It's now!" Sam warned.
He released his load down Sarina's waiting throat with one big burst. Sarina's head actually went backwards from the force the load had. His load was actually thicker and richer than it was before. It slid down her throat with ah the slimy smoothness of hot melted butter.
Sarina pulled her head away and licked the remaining scum and saliva from her lips.
"Sam Jackson, that was quite a load," Sarina mimicked.
Sam's head was pinned down against the pillow, his eyes crossed in their sockets. It looked as if he had been through the mill. He lifted his head and shook it in an agreeing motion, letting Sarina know it was a job well done.
Sam began to speak, "This is gonna hurt me more than it will you, baby, but I've gotta goHe began to dress and tidy up as Sarina slowly followed him. Sam reached in his pocket and pulled out a roll of bills. Sam extended his hand, giving Sarina the money, twenty dollars more than originally planned.
"I hope that this covers everything," Sam said.
Sarina bowed her head down, feeling as if she really couldn't take the money.
Sam patted her on the back and placed the money in her hand.
"I know how you feel, baby. We've all gotta make a living some how. We all have a profession, and you're tops in yours."
He gave her one final kiss on the cheek and made his exit, knowing and leaving Sarina knowing that he would return again.
