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In Part 7, Farah dresses as a nun to help fulfill Jeb's friend Fred's schoolboy fantasies. (Mf, ped, mast, oral, anal) *** Part 7 – Fred's Unholy Desires I had a week off from encounters while I was having my period. That changed a few days afterwards, when Jeb came home with a plastic costume store bag. I was anxious to look inside and then confused when I found it contained a nun's costume, along with some special underwear. "What's this for?" I asked. "My friend Fred is coming over to be with you tonight and he requested I get this costume for you," he explained. "Your friends sure have some strange fantasies," I observed, as I put it all on and went out to the guesthouse meet him. Fred was already inside waiting. I expected him to be dressed as a priest or something but instead was dressed normal, well almost. Though he was in his forties, he was dressed as a much younger man, perhaps even as a young boy. As we introduced each other, I couldn't help ask him about his choice of having me wear a nun's outfit. "I went to Catholic school as a boy," he explained. "In seventh grade sister Mary Margaret was my teacher. She seemed very pretty even though I could only see her face. Below her habit, I could tell she had a really hot body. She used to drive me crazy. Even though she was really strict and mean, I masturbated to thinking about her nightly. I still think about her to this day. I need my fantasy fulfilled." "I hope I can help then," I replied. "How do we start?" "Perhaps we can role play a little. Let's pretend we're at school," he said sitting in a chair. I stood in front of him, and started to play. I pretended he was staying afterschool and we were alone. I wrapped his knuckles with a ruler and flicked my finger against his head. I walked back and forth, giving him a good look at my body from all angles. "I've noticed you have been staring at me a lot," I said. "What are you looking at?" "Oh nothing Sister," he answered. "Are you string at my breasts?" I asked, propping them up with my hands. "How about butt? Are you looking at that?" I asked turning around. "Or maybe it's my legs you want to see?" I said, raising the hem of my habit past my thighs. "No, none of that Sister," he said. "Well that's too bad," I said. "I've been looking at you, especially at that bulge in your pants. I don't get to be around many males. I was hoping you wanted to do something about that!" With that he got up, took me into his arms, and started to make out. Continuing the role, I reached down and pulled off his pants and underwear. "I went right into the nunnery after middle school. I've never seen a cock before. Wow this is big!" I exclaimed looking down at it. (It was, in fact, a good eight inches long.) "And I've never touched a cock before," I said, reaching down to feel it. "So I guess that means you've never done this before either?" he said pushing me to my knees in front of him with his cock at my face. Without using my hands, I opened my mouth and gobbled his cock inside. He placed his hands on the headpiece of my habit and guided my sucking. I sucked his cock half way down my throat and ran my tongue up and down his shaft. I blew him for a while but didn't want to make him cum yet so I pulled my head away. Then I stood up and sat on the chair. Lifting the bottom of my habit up, I showed him my panties. They were full cut, ugly cotton underpants. "Is this what you've been wanting to see?" I asked. "That and what's underneath," he said pulling them off. I sat there with my legs spread and my pussy front and center. Fred took a moment to study it. I doubt if he had ever seen the thin hairless lips of a thirteen-year old pussy before. "What else have you wanted to do to me?" I asked, continuing the game. He merely kneeled in front of me and put his head between my legs. It didn't take long for him to start running his tongue up and down my slit, finally settling on my clit. The game became more real as he licked it in circles. "Oh My God!" I yelled, as my body shook in an orgasm. After letting me calm down, Fred stood up and centered his cock on my pussy with me still sitting spread legged in the chair. "No, No, No," I pleaded. "I'm a nun. I can't do this. I need to pray." Pushing Fred away, I slipped to my knees with my elbows on the chair folding my hands in prayer. Fred kneeled behind me, lifted the habit, and uncovered my rear. My pussy was now exposed from a new angle. As I started my prayer, Fred's cock was probing my pussy hole from behind. "Lord," I prayed. "Give me the power to resist…" I felt his nine-inch cock plunge into my pussy. "…the power to resist cuming too soon!" I continued, as his cock went all the way in. Leaning my body forward over the chair, I relaxed to enjoy my fate. Fred pumped in and out using long, deep strokes. I really loved the doggy position and I was enjoying the feel of his cock rubbing against the front of my vagina, onto my G-spot. As if that didn't feel good enough, he reached under the front of my habit and caressed my breasts. His hands slipped beneath my nun's bra, which was not much more than an undershirt. His hands gripped my breasts and rubbed my nipples. All of this had me orgasming in no time but I didn't feel him cum. Instead I felt his cock on my butt crack. "What's wrong Fred?" I asked. "Don't you want to cum? Don't you want to be back inside my pussy?" "Oh I do want to cum, but I want to cum somewhere else," he said, squirting my butt with lube and rubbing his cockhead against my anus. I panicked when I realized what he was about to do. "No, please don't do that to me!" I screamed. "That's unholy." "All of this has been unholy," he replied, thrusting his pelvis forward. When he did, his cock slid into my butt hole. I screamed even louder as he pumped in and out but after a while stopped when I realized there was nothing I could do. Besides, after the initial discomfort, it didn't feel that bad. Perhaps it was because I was so aroused or maybe it was because his cock wasn't that big. In any case, as he was pumping in and out I could actually feel his cockhead exerting pressure on the posterior wall of my vagina. Hitting that spot was so stimulating, I exploded in one of the most fulfilling orgasms ever. As I did, he too exploded, filling my butt with cum. Pulling out, his unholy seed flowed out onto the floor. After a while I picked up the ugly nun's panties and started to leave. "Where are do you think you're going Sister?" he asked. "Haven't you done enough to me?" I scowled. "I have more than just one fantasy about you!" he answered. Removing the rest of his clothes and popping a blue pill, he pulled me on top of him in the bed. I had never been on top while fucking before but soon got the hang of it. "That's more like it!" I thought. I kept the habit on as he watched my pussy sliding up and down over his cock. After fucking him a long time, he blasted his cum deep inside – deep inside my pussy this time. I kept the habit on as he fucked me multiple times in many positions all night long, filling my pussy with cum. That morning after Fred left, I returned to the main house, wrinkled habit and all – dripping his cum all the way there. I bathed in the "holy water" of my bath all morning… To be continued... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 83