HORNY NAUGHTY NUN 9

Sister Mary Phrygia was furious when the two younger nuns told her that they had been forced to implicate her in their confessions. And they had been forced to do so, for both Father John and Father Tom had threatened to withhold absolution from them unless the nuns named names, they both firmly believed that they would turn in hell forever unless their sins were forgiven by a priest.

The older nun was shocked when she heard what had happened to Sisters Grace and Ursula after that, how the two priests had fucked them every way they could think of, and she even suggested telling Mother Aloysius about it. Fortunately, she reconsidered. Though she had earned the Mother Superior’s trust and favor, she still might feel that leather belt on her ass if everything were known.

From the way Phrygia pumped her for all the details about fucking the priests, the way her face grew red and the way she stammered when she asked, Sister Grace came to believe that the slim redhead would very much like to feel one of the priest’s cocks in her virginal cunt, but Sister Phrygia refused to admit this.

One day the three of them, were summoned urgently to the rectory. Sister Grace merely assumed that Father John and Father Tom had gotten a sudden urge to fuck, and she thought little of it until she found herself in the study face to face with Msgr. Leo F.X. Lafferty. The old priest had returned from the Old Country without warning.

The terrible-tempered rector sat behind his desk in his massive chair, with Fathers Ryan and Flynn standing at his sides and looking especially holy. He glared at the three nuns stand

ing before him, looking the way God might look at the Last Judgement.

“I am told that strange things have been happening at St. Corinthia’s during my absence?” he said, his eyes darting like cold, colorless lightning to freeze the heart of each guilty nun in turn. “Unnatural acts, secret sins, forbidden loves, clandestine, rendezvous, dangerous alliances, lesbian lubricity – a scroll that catalogued your filthy sins would stretch from here to hell and back again. The infernal serpent is writhing rampant in the bedchambers of the convent, and we must exorcise his foulness. Take off your habits, Sisters!”

“Please, Monsignor, give me another chance!” Sister Phrygia wailed, failing to her knees. “The only life I know is the one I’ve pursued these twenty years – the life of a bride of Christ. To give up my habit…”

“Bride of Christ, is it!” the old priest thundered. “You wicked slut, you don’t deserve a tongue to speak His name – a tongue tempted to lick at the foul cunt holes of your fellow nuns. Christ was a man, you silly woman, a man with a cock, and so is God the Father, and how in the holy name of Christ do you suppose the Holy Ghost got the Virgin Mary pregnant if he wasn’t a male spirit? A love of cock is therefore the first step toward the love of God, and you sure as hell won’t get there by licking cunts.”

“And,” he roared at the quaking nun, “I told you to take off your habit, not give it up. I believe that Father Ryan’s advice to this poor, deluded creature,” here he stopped Sister Grace’s heart for a moment by gesturing angrily at her, “… was eminently correct. There are too damned many frustrated virgins in that convent, starting with you, Sister, and such a situation can only lead to the vilest and most perverted varieties of sin.”

“All of you, take off your clothes!” he shouted. “Let me see the full, shameful nakedness of those bodies that have so wickedly tempted one another.”

Sister Grace had been so terrified that she thought she might faint dead away on the spot, but midway through this tirade, Father Tom caught her eye and winked. She suddenly realized as she listened more closely to his words that the rector, for all his show of outrage, was just as hot to fuck them as the other priests had been. She stripped completely and made no effort to hide her nakedness. Nor did Sister Ursula, who had also caught on and was so bold as to give Msgr. Lafferty a sexy smile. But his scary eyes were fixed on Sister Phrygia, who was doing her best to conceal her tits and her cunt with her hands.

Msgr. Lafferty was assisted out of his cassock by the younger priests, and he was soon as naked as the nuns. Sister Grace gasped at the size of the cock projecting from his white bush, the biggest cock she had yet seen.

“Lie down and spread out, Sister,” he said to Phrygia, “and you other two – show me the sinful things you’ve done to her.”

Frightened and humiliated, the redhead did as she was told. Sister Ursula instantly lay on the floor beside her to kiss her and feel her cunt. Sister Grace was a little shy about joining them, but an impatient gesture from the rector drove her to her knees beside the older nun. She took one of Sister Phrygia’s nipples into her mouth and began licking it.

Frightened or not, Sister Phrygia could not resist the work on her tits and cunt that the two pretty young nuns were doing under the watchful eyes of the three priests. Her nipple hardened and stiffened as Sister Grace squeezed it between her lips and tickled it with her tongue.

She slipped her hand down Sister Phrygia’s belly and managed to slip her fingers in among those of Sister Ursula, where she discovered that the redhead’s cunt was just as hot and wet as it could possibly be.

“Have you fanned the fires of her concupiscent cunt yet?” Msgr. Lafferty demanded, and when the two younger nuns said that they had, he knelt between Sister Phrygia’s lithe legs and pushe

d them wider apart. He bent down to kiss it, running his tongue all around her plump cunt-lips and thrusting it deep into her hot pussy hole.

Sister Phrygia moaned with pleasure while the rector was eating her cunt, but her moans changed to protests when he scrambled up and began nudging the head of his enormous, dripping cock into her virgin cunt.

Her face twisting with pain at the exorable intrusion, Sister Phrygia screamed and clawed at the rug, but Msgr. Lafferty was absolutely relentless and merciless. His face grew even paler than it normally was, and sweat beaded his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and pushed his cock hard into the tight cunt of the fortyish virgin.

When Sister Ursula stroked Sister Phrygia’s forehead to comfort her, the rector nodded encouragement, but when Sister Grace tried to feel the older nun’s tits and keep her in a state of excitement, Msgr. Lafferty drew her hand away.

“No, Sister,” he said firmly but not urgently. “We are trying to cure her corrupt and perverted tendencies. If you want to take part, you may lick my balls.”

“Yes, Monsignor,” Sister Grace said, and she wriggled down to lie behind the old priest and slip her tongue around the hairy sack of his balls. She was fully aware that she was presenting her bare ass to the younger priests, and she moved it in slow, inviting circles, spreading her knees wide and raising her cunt to let them know clearly that she would like nothing better than a stiff cock in her cunt, but no one took the invitation immediately.

She could see little more from this perspective than the rector’s skinny ass, so she rolled over on her back and got her head between his knees. In this position, his enormous cock was right over her nose as he bulled it into Sister Phrygia’s tight cunt. As Sister Grace licked Msgr. Lafferty’s balls, she marveled at how widely the redhead’s cuntlips were forced to stretch to accept the monstrous intrusion of the priest’s cock.

Sister Grace spread her own legs wide, rubbing her hot ass against the carpet and thrusting up her cunt in even bolder invitation, and at last that invitation was accepted. She felt strong male hands caressing her cunt and fondling her tits, but she had no idea at all which of the other priests it was, or whether – as she suspected – it was both of them who were feeling her so eagerly. Her cunt squirmed wetly and her nipples hardened under the attention, and she sighed against the rector’s balls as the stroking and probing hands stirred up delicious pangs of cock-hunger in her wet and ready cunt.

Soon the old priest’s cock was squeezed so tightly into the nun’s tight cunt that Sister Grace could see nothing at all. But the smell and the warmth of the humid, oven-hot darkness, with cunt-hair and cock-hair tickling her pretty face, were every bit as exciting as the sight of the cock squeezing into the cunt.

It was not long before Msgr. Lafferty’s cock came sliding out again, coated with blood and cunt-juice. Sister Grace could not resist the temptation to give the rector’s cock a thorough licking, swallowing the heady mixture down, and he approved, holding still to make sure she did a complete job.

Sister Phrygia’s cunt-lips glowed red as a Christmas-tree bulb, they were stretched so painfully tight around the giant head of the Monsignor’s cock, but he had no mercy on her at all, and he shoved right back into her cunt as soon as Sister Grace had licked his cock painstakingly from one end to the other. The red haired nun squealed with pain as the second deep stroke tore into her cunt, but Sister Grace noted that the squeal ended with a rather coy whimper that suggested the older nun was beginning to appreciate the hitherto unexplored pleasures of fucking.

Sister Grace’s own cunt had been fingered every which way by the horny priests, and now she felt something that was hot and hard and moist, and infinitely bigger than a finger, pressi

ng firmly into her hot pussyhole. Her consciousness of her cunt had been significantly raised over the past couple of weeks, and she was able to recognize instantly the cock squeezing into her cunt as young Father John Flynn’s big prick. Although, with her eyes so close to the bloody behemoth of a cock that Msgr. Lafferty was now stroking steadily in and out of Sister Phrygia’s cunt, she could hardly think of Father John’s cock as big anymore. It was big enough to suit her cunt, anyway – she shuddered at the thought of fucking Msgr. Lafferty, and she hoped Sister Phrygia would fully satisfy his elderly itches. She spread her legs wide and raised her cunt to take Father John’s cock as deeply as she could.

A hot duet of rhythmic whimpers and heartfelt grunts nearby told her that blonde Sister Ursula and Father Tom Ryan were fucking, too, faster and more vigorously than the other pairs of nuns and priests in the room. Sister Ursula’s now well-used cunt squished and sucked more wetly than Sister Phrygia’s tight cunt-hole, and Sister Grace shivered with delight at this sound that she had learned to love so well. She loved it best when she heard her own cunt making that wetly plopping music around a cock, but even hearing the sounds from others excited her.

Father John Flynn was taking his own sweet time about giving her the fucking she lusted so hotly for. He slowly and deliberately relished every inch of his slide in and out of her hot cunt. She wriggled her hips and pounded her ass against the rug urgently in an effort to get the priest started at a pace at least as good as the one the rector was maintaining as he pushed his cock in and out of Sister Phrygia’s cunt. But Father John refused to be rushed by the horny young nun, and his cock slowly crept in and out of her cunt while he licked and sucked at her tingling nipples and fondled her ass.

Even old Msgr. Lafferty was fucking Sister Phrygia faster than Father John was fucking her. She could no longer give the rector’s cock a proper licking, it was slipping and sliding in and out of Sister Phrygia’s cunt too rapidly for her tongue to keep up with it. Even licking his balls was difficult, the way they were bouncing around so wildly on her upraised face. She thought about sucking his hairy balls into her mouth, but she decided not to, as it would only slow down his fucking and Sister Phrygia, judging by her whimpers and groans of delight, and by the way she was slinging her trim ass around now, wanted her fucking just as fast as she could get it.

At a loss where to put her itchy tongue, she tilted her head back and stuck it into Sister Phrygia’s hot asshole, hoping the Monsignor would not notice her relapse into perverted amusements. If he did notice, he was too busy fucking the slim redhead to say anything about it, and Sister Grace found the courage to stick her tongue even deeper into Sister Phrygia’s asshole and wriggle it around lecherously.

She moaned against Sister Phrygia’s sweaty ass when Father John at last stopped teasing her with the agonizingly slow sliding of his cock and began to fuck her in earnest. Moving her hands aimlessly in a delightful daze of pleasurable fucking, Sister Grace found her right hand resting on a quivering mound of flesh with a hard point that could only be Sister Ursula’s tit.

Sister Grace could not resist the impulse to feel and squeeze it as it vibrated sexily to the hot rhythm of Father Tom Ryan’s fucking, regardless of what the rector might think about it. She half-suspected that Msgr. Lafferty really didn’t care whether the nuns were eating each other, but that he had seized on that issue as a way of intimidating them and bending them to his will. She stroked his skinny old ass with her, free hand, and even that felt good in her present state.

With a big, juicy cock now shuttling in her cunt just as fast as it could, Sister Grace felt that she was in heaven, and she knew she was when a choir of the heavenly host began to thunder a fervent Sanctus in her cunt.

THE END OF CHAPTER NINE