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The Virgin Chronicles - 11
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)

***

These stories are a series of accounts, of young teen 
girls losing their virginity and discovering the world 
of sex. In Part 11, Patricia is a fifteen-year old 
postulant nun who has to make a choice between the vows 
of Obedience or Chastity. (Mf, ped, 1st, mast, oral)

***

Part 11 - Postulant Patricia 

My name is Patricia. At the time of this story I was 
fifteen-years old. I was in the first year of training 
to become a nun in a position known as a postulant. I 
was 5 feet, 1 inch with blond wavy hair. When I entered 
the convent I was supposed to cut it, but since I was 
only a postulant they let me hide it under my veil. I 
had just gone through puberty a few years ago yet my 
body was straight with only a flat chest like a boy. 
Luckily the habit hid my body. 

A postulant is a nun in training. I took preliminary 
vows including Obedience to the Church and Chastity to 
my body. I lived in a convent with twenty other nuns and 
postulants and the Monsignor who was head of the Order. 
He was in his thirties. 

I was very naive about the world having chosen this life 
early. I knew literally nothing about sex and only a 
little about basic biology.

One day after class in the Monsignor's office, as I was 
leaving I picked up the book and papers that I had set 
on the shelves.

Unknown to me at the time some of the Monsignor's papers 
had gotten stuck to the bottom of mine. 

Now every afternoon we had an hour of alone time in our 
rooms when we were supposed to study, meditate or pray. 
As I was sifting through the papers preparing to study, 
I noticed I had picked up one of the Monsignor's 
magazines by mistake. It had a plain cover with the 
title Unnatural Desires printed across it. Curiously, 
the 'Un' in "Unnatural" had an X printed over it, 
leaving it to read "Natural Desires". 

I opened it up and started looking through it. The first 
few pages contained pictures of grown men and young teen 
girls about my age and younger. They were pictured at 
what appeared to be a party at a house with a pool. 
Everyone was in swimsuits. The bikinis that the girls 
were wearing seemed very skimpy for their ages.

But then I got a real shock. On the next page, everyone 
had taken off their swimsuits and were partying around 
stark naked. I quickly closed the magazine hoping I 
could sneak it back next week. Throughout the rest of 
the day I had a hard time not thinking about what I had 
seen.

The next day at alone time, I had to see more. I sat on 
my bed and turned to the page where everyone was naked. 
Some of the girls had straight flat bodies and flat 
breasts like me. Their pussies ranged from bare slits 
like mine, to plush and hairy like Mother Superior's was 
when I saw her in the shower. 

But I was more interested in the men and what was 
between their legs. I had seen drawings of penises in a 
biology book but never a photograph. The penises of 
these men seemed to be between six and eight-inches 
long. I wondered if that was a typical size.

Turning the pages, there were pictures of the girls now 
touching and stroking the men's penises. I was shocked. 
The penises were much harder and bigger now, between 
eight to ten-inches long. I couldn't look away. From 
what I knew about sex, I assumed that meant they were 
aroused. 

On the next page, I got an even bigger shock. There were 
pictures of these little girls with the penises in their 
mouths. They appeared to be sucking them. Some seemed to 
be swallowing them in pretty deep. I had never heard of 
anyone doing this.

Even more puzzling were pictures of the men with their 
heads between the girls' legs. They were licking the 
little girls' slits and the girls seemed to be enjoying 
it. I wondered what that felt like?

The next few pages were the most interesting. It showed 
the men sliding their penises in and out of the girls' 
vaginas. Most of the girls were on their backs, their 
legs pointed up with the men inside of them. A few were 
squatted over the men riding them like cowgirls. One was 
bent over the couch being taken from behind. 

I did know what sex was, but seeing it was a real eye 
opener. I again wondered what it felt like?

The last few pages showed the men shooting white stuff 
all over. I assumed this was their sperm. There was lots 
of it coming out of the tips of the penises. Some landed 
on the faces of the girls, some in their mouths'. Most 
were dripping out of their vaginal openings. 

I finally understood sex and how it worked. 

While looking at the pictures, I noticed that I had a 
really tingly feeling in my own vagina. I pulled up the 
bottom of my habit and looked at my panties. Mother 
Superior made all of us postulants wear the same kind. 
They were white cotton little girl panties that covered 
our whole bottoms. She said they were white to signify 
our innocence. In fact she inspected us each day. 

I couldn't believe how wet I was. The crotch was soaked 
so I pulled it off to one side and started rubbing my 
bare fifteen-year old slit while continuing to look at 
the pictures.

Soon my hand landed on the little bud at the top on my 
slit. Rubbing that felt really good, especially as I 
looked at the pictures of the men licking the girls' 
pussies. That seemed like it would feel really good. The 
faster I rubbed, the better it felt and soon I felt my 
insides expanding and contracting and my body exploded 
in what I assumed was an orgasm. It felt so good I was 
trying to understand why the church forbade it. I 
reached down and started rubbing myself again.

Just then the door burst open and in walked the 
Monsignor. He closed the door behind him.

There I was, my habit pulled up around my waist, the 
crotch of my panties pulled over to the side, and my 
fingers on my vagina.

"Postulant Patricia," he said, "I see you found my 
magazine. I see you liked it!"

I looked at him in shock. I could not talk. I could not 
even pull my habit down.

"Don't stop just because I'm here," he ordered. "Go on, 
continue."

I didn't think I could disobey him, so I started rubbing 
again, this time looking him straight in the eyes. 
Monsignor on the other hand, was looking straight at my 
vagina. It must have reminded him of the little girl 
vaginas he saw in his magazine.

Then he did something I never expected. He kneeled in 
front of me, moved my hand aside, and put his mouth 
right on my vagina. He started licking up and down the 
slit between my thin outer lips and then went up towards 
the top. 

His tongue landed on the bud that I later learned was 
called the clitoris. I leaned back flat on my back to 
enjoy. It felt better than I had imagined. I understood 
why the girls in the magazine liked it. After five to 
ten minutes of this, I exploded in another orgasm that 
was even better than the first.

As I lay trying to catch my breath, Monsignor stood up 
next to my face, reached down, and lowered his zipper. 
Out popped his penis. I was excited to see a real one. 
It was flaccid but from seeing the magazine, I 
understood what he wanted. I got down to my knees in 
front of him, opened my mouth and took his penis inside. 
As I sucked like the girls in the magazine, his penis 
started to grow in my mouth. It grew to at least eight-
inches long. 

It felt incredible as it expanded inside my mouth. I 
even tasted a bit of salty fluid on the tip.

I just had to have more and swallowed him as deep as I 
could down my throat. As I slurped licking the underside 
of his shaft with my tongue, I looked directly at him 
with my blue/gray eyes.

He seemed lost in another world. I now understood why 
the girls liked this. Besides getting me sexually 
aroused, I also felt a profound sense of power. 

Before he could get too excited, however, he pulled 
away, "Take off your habit and veil," he ordered, "It's 
time to give yourself in sacrifice!"

I knew that I had to obey him, but really I wanted to do 
it anyway.

Sitting up, I pulled the habit over my head taking the 
veil with it. We young postulants were not allowed to 
wear bras, not that I needed one. (Mother Superior also 
checked this daily.)

I lay back down, almost totally naked except for the 
white cotton panties. He was the one who reached over 
and peeled them off. 

I hoped he wouldn't be disappointed in my straight young 
body, my flat breasts or my thin little girl vagina 
lips. (In hindsight, I should have known from the 
magazine that he preferred little girl bodies.)

When he saw my body, he leaned down and put his mouth on 
my flat right breast. After licking a while, he sucked 
on the nipple. I could feel t harden in his mouth. Then 
he did the same to my left breast. 

When that too was firm, he stripped out of his robes 
taking off everything but his collar. His penis was 
still hard. I reached out and examined the thing that 
had just been in my mouth. I didn't know I would like 
penis so much. After feeling it all over, I couldn't 
wait to get it inside me. 

He climbed up above me, as I spread my legs. That 
magazine showed me just what to do. I grabbed his penis 
and put it at the entrance of my vagina. He stopped for 
a moment as if to say a prayer and then pushed forward 
hard.

"Oh God!" I screamed as he busted through my hymen. I 
never felt anything fill me up so full. As he started 
pumping in and out with long slow strokes, I felt like I 
was (pardon me) in heaven.

The bulbous head of his penis was rubbing the insides of 
my vaginal canal in places I never knew existed.

As he sped up, I felt my body start another orgasm. This 
one was so strong; I almost fell off the bed. In the 
middle of it, I felt him spewing load after load of his 
hot priestly seed, deep into my vagina. As he pulled 
out, I felt his hot holy seed dripping from my vagina, 
forming a pool on my bed.

I now knew what the girls in the magazine felt like. I 
now knew what sex was. 

The Monsignor put on his clothes, took his magazine, and 
blessed me. Before he left, he reached into his pocket 
and handed me a pair of black satin bikinis.

"Wear these from now on and report to Mother Superior 
when I leave," he ordered. "She'll know what this 
means."

Cleaning up my vagina and putting on the new panties 
along with my habit and veil, I reported to Mother 
Superior's room.

Stripping before her, I displayed the new black bikini 
panties.
 
"Looks like the Monsignor thinks you are ready to move 
forward in your training," she said, running her hands 
over my still excited nipples down to my satin covered 
vagina. 

"Plan on spending the new few nights in my room." 

Needless to say, life in the convent got a lot more 
interesting!

More stories to come...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in 
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of 
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider 
seeking professional help.
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