"Some nuns suck… secretly!" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rawlings Debby)

CHAPTER FIVE

Entering the hall, Sister Mary encountered one of her best friends from the seminary. It was Sister Theresa, a comely nun in her mid-twenties.

"What are you doing here?" Sister Theresa said, startled to find the young novice coming out of a businessman's temporary sleeping quarters.

"I'm on an errand of great urgency," Sister Mary said, pulling her peer aside. She took Sister Theresa by the elbow and guided her down the hallway, speaking in low whispers. "I'm trying to convince some of the men from out of town that voting to foreclose our mortgage would be a mistake."

"That's one of the reasons I'm up so late," Sister Theresa said, stopping in the middle of the hall and confronting the other sister squarely. "I'm with you one hundred percent but I don't know how to go about it. I've prayed. And I've prayed. But I feel so powerless. It's made me tense. And you know when I'm tense, I can't sleep. So I'm going to do exercises or something to relax."

"You've always been a very physical person," Sister Mary said, smiling approvingly.

"True," Sister Theresa said. "I broke a few hearts when I entered the sisterhood."

Sister Mary shrugged. "God has blessed us both with healthy looks."

"Do you ever wonder why you became a nun?" Sister Theresa said, looking sad and despondent.

"Not on nights like tonight."

"What do you mean?"

"You said you were tense, right?"

"Yes."

"You said you wished you could do something about the due mortgage, right?"

"Of course."

"And I know in your heart, you'd go beyond the call of duty to fulfill God's wishes, no matter what they might be, am I correct?"

"Absolutely!" Sister Theresa said, a look of determination on her face now.

"Then come with me and I'll show you a form of exercise that will help persuade the visiting businessmen to give us a break on the mortgage and, therefore, allow us to do some very important work for God, which is our purpose in the first place!"

"Okay!" Sister Theresa said, smiling.

"Just listen to what I say and do what I do. And flow. You're a natural, I'm sure."

"A natural at what?"

"You'll see. Just remember, we're doing God's work."

"Okay." The nun shrugged in acceptance. They arrived at the door of the next board member. Sister Mary knocked lightly.

Both nuns heard movement, then the door latch from within slid open and a huge, mammoth-sized man peered out.

"What can I do for you?" the man said. His voice was low and sexy.

Both nuns gulped hard, staring at the giant man. His trimmed beard and brown hair framed an extremely handsome face.

"You could do plenty for us," Sister Mary said, winking up at him. "But we'd like to do a few things for you first. Mind if we come in?"

"I'm not prepared for visitors," the man said.

Sister Mary just brushed by him anyway, leading Sister Theresa in behind her.

Both nuns walked to the center of the room. The huge man at the door grabbed a towel and held it in front of him, quite awed by the nun's bold behavior.

"What is this?" he said. "Should you be here?"

The man was built like a football player. His massive chest and wide shoulders were muscular from years of lifting weights. His legs were the size of tree trunks, and tapered to fine points in the calves where his muscles appeared chiseled and thick, like strands of steel beneath his hairy skin.

Both Sister Mary and Sister Theresa started wide-eyed and slack jawed at the mass of man flesh before them. Sister Mary noticed Sister Theresa's reaction to the sexy fellow and decided she had played her cards right in bringing the other nun along.

"It's very simple," Sister Mary said, moving forward. "We're doing God's work. We know the church has a purpose and that you must not foreclose. And we're here to show you why."

"Okay. Show me why," the man said firmly, his jaw set. His eyes settled on the nuns, waiting for them to show him something he had not been aware of. He was, after all, a businessman, even if he was built like a Greek God.

"I think it's hot in here," Sister Mary said, removing her nun's cap. She tossed the cap aside and shook her head. Her long dark hair fell to her shoulders and down the middle of her back. It was immediately apparent that she was an extremely beautiful woman. "You feel hot, too, don't you, Sister Theresa?"

Sister Theresa was taken aback by Sister Mary's action, and now by the sudden request. But she followed suit, a look of consternation on her cute face. She removed her nun's cap and her sandy-blonde hair was uncovered; it was much shorter than Sister Mary's but it framed her face nicely, accenting the shape of her cute features and making her look like a cover girl for a teen magazine. "You're very pretty," Sister Mary commented.

"Shouldn't I be saying that?" the giant of a man at the door said, just a towel covering his naked body.

"You think Sister Theresa's pretty?" Sister Mary said.

"Sure do. You're both ravishing. I can't believe you're nuns," he said, holding the towel tightly so as not to let them see his cock. "What's your name?"

"Luke Porter."

"Luke is the name of a saint. Are you a saintly person?" Sister Mary said, unbuttoning her upper smock slowly.

"Not while you're doing something like that," Luke Porter said, taking in a deep breath of air.

Sister Theresa saw what Sister Mary was doing and slowly began to mimic her, removing her smock a little at a time.

"Why… are you doing that?" he said. "It's warm in here," Sister Mary said. "Besides, we're going to do the Lord's will and wearing clothes does not figure in on the matter."

Luke's face screwed up, but he was getting the idea, as hard as it was to believe.

Sister Theresa suddenly stopped what she was doing, her smock halfway off, trying to decided if she should go any farther.

Luke said to Sister Theresa, "My, I love blonde hair on a woman. It's too bad you have to keep it short and covered up." Sister Theresa blushed, overwhelmed by the kind words from the sexy man. She then continued to remove her smock, wiggling it over her arms. She looked over at Sister Mary then, and got quite a shock. Sister Mary was naked from the waist up. Her huge, melon-sized tits were revealed to the man standing at the door; the nipples were hard, pointing out like tiny gun barrels ready to hold somebody up. "Sister Mary!" the blonde nun exclaimed. "God's will be done!" Sister Mary said, eyeing the growing bulge in Luke's crotch which hiked out the fabric of the towel. "You see!"

Sister Theresa looked over at the huge man with the growing cock barely hidden beneath the towel. She saw the huge fuck-rod flex itself outward. The startled nun's expression changed from one of aggravation to admiration.

"Holy smoke!" she said, and quickly stripped off her smock, revealing her firm mounds of titflesh, jutting out like ripe grapefruit from her chest.

Luke's cock arched beneath the towel, lunging as if by instinct at the two half-naked nuns.

"You're both gorgeous!" the man said, not embarrassed by his biased cock. It looked like an extra arm which extended out from his body between his strong-looking legs.

"There's more!" Sister Mary said, dropping her skirt. Sister Theresa quickly dropped her skirt, and both nuns were beginning to race each other as they stripped, trying to see who could get naked first.

Sister Mary smiled, glad that Sister Theresa had no reservations about helping persuade this sexy giant of a man to aid their cause.

Luke Porter smiled, knowing he had a choice to make: which sexy nun to fuck first…

Sister Theresa smiled, happy that the cock that would soon be stuck in her would be real and not fake, like the one hidden in her quarters.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," the blonde nun said, slowly moving her hands to her sides, trying to get used to the idea that she was completely naked in front of a man.

"Me, neither," Luke Porter said. "You're both incredibly sexy."

"We're children of the Lord," Sister Mary said, not forgetting their mission, the reason they were there in the first place. It was a good excuse to fuck, she thought, staring at the brown-haired hunk of a man with only a towel covering him. "I think it's time you revealed yourself to us, since we're standing here in all our glory."

Luke Porter smiled and quickly released the towel covering his midsection. It dropped to the floor, almost catching on the tip of his bloating cock-crown. His massive cock swung like a threatening piece of weaponry between his thick, strong legs. The cock was thick-veined and at least seven inches long, and it was not even fully erect yet.

Both nuns eyed the powerful piece of fuckmeat, trying not to look overzealous.

Sister Theresa could barely contain herself. She was afraid pussy juice might be leaking between her legs, so excited was she. Sister Mary noticed how breathless Sister Theresa was. "You're not used to this, are you?"

"No," the blonde nun said.

Luke said, "You're sort of virginal, is that right?"

Sister Theresa said, shrugging, "In a manner of speaking."

"What did you say your names were?" the man asked.

"I'm Theresa and she's Mary," Sister Theresa said.

"Well, Sister Theresa," Luke smiled. "You deserve a good time tonight. Mind if I show you one?"

"Uh, no."

"Can both of us start out on you?" Sister Mary said, winking at the huge naked man standing in front of them. His cock angled higher and higher the longer he stared at the smooth freshness of the naked nun's sexy body.

"Move to the bed," Luke said, advancing toward them. Sister Theresa backed up to the man's bed. Theresa's sexy muscularity and the nice curves of her beautiful body showed up nicely in the scant lights. Her tapered legs and her full tits and trim waist made her a gorgeous sample of what womanhood aspired to be.

Luke Porter swaggered to the bed. "Lie down."

He took the young nun by the shoulders and gently laid her back on the bed, her legs hanging over the edge.

"Mind if I worship at your altar?" he said. "Not at all," Sister Theresa said, not knowing what to expect, but anxious to find out.

Luke Porter got to his knees before the prone nun, spreading her legs gently.

Sister Theresa liked the big man's hands on her. He was tender, yet strong in his manner and in his touch. She hoped he had other ways of using his hands and couldn't wait to find out.

"You are so pretty. And you're built like a queen," he said, parting her legs more. He rubbed her inner thighs softly, kissing her legs as he did so.

Sister Theresa sighed at the touch of his soft lips. The closer the lips moved between her thighs, the harder she found it was to breathe and concentrate.

"Like that?" he said, using one of his hands to carefully spread the lips of her pussy.

"Uh-huh," the blonde nun said, staring up at the ceiling. She thought she saw stars and was going to pass out, so feverish she was becoming, having a man touch her hot flesh.

Sister Mary did not want to be left out. She sidled up to the prone nun on the bed and gently touched Sister Theresa's mounded tits, which sprang up firm and fresh, her pointed nipples aimed at the ceiling, looking like the sharp tips of arrows. Sister Mary massaged Sister Theresa's creamy tit-flesh, kneading the rounded globes of flesh gently. She said nothing. She let Luke do the important work.

Luke split Theresa's cunt deftly, eyeing the shimmering portal as he did so. Her cunt-lips were lush and shiny. He used two fingers to wedge the cunt open wide; he stared into the red gash, knowing this was not a sight any man had beheld for some time, if ever.

"Oooooh, that's nice," the pretty blonde nun exclaimed, trying not to jerk as she felt the big man's hand touch her curt. She arched her back a bit, reacting to Sister Mary's expert caring touches on her tits.

"Looks nice," Luke said, swirling his thumb inside the moist cunt.

Sister Theresa groaned.

Luke gyrated his thumb, and then an index finger, inside the young nun's luscious fuckhole. She oozed pussy juice. She was ready to be fucked. But Luke wanted to thrill her another way. He rubbed the inner slick walls of her juicy cunt with his fingers, distending the tender flesh, stirring up the pretty nun's cunt.

"Ahhhh, yesss, thank you, Lord! Feels so good, ohhhhh!" she sighed, pumping her pelvis down around the massive man's hands.

Luke finger-fucked the lusty nun's creamy cunt rhythmically, mechanically, jabbing his fingers in and out quickly, harder and harder.

Sister Theresa reacted accordingly, thrusting her head back on the mattress and twisting her face up in an expression of intense satisfaction and passion.

"Uggghhhh, never felt like this, a real man, yeah! Getting it from a real man!" she cried, clenching her eyes shut and gritting her teeth.

Luke pumped his hand in and out of her hot pussy like a man possessed. He twisted his hand around, spreading his fingers against the creamy smooth walls of her inner pussy-flesh. He was finger-fucking her for all he was worth. The muscles in his wrists and forearms stood out as he skewered himself into her ruthlessly, pummeling her tender flesh to get the most out of her lustful feelings.

Sister Mary enjoyed watching Sister Theresa writhe and jerk and pant and groan and twist around on the bed beneath her. The young man was obviously going out of her mind with lust as the huge man between her legs hand-fucked her maniacally, mercilessly. "Ugghhh, love it, love it, love it. Fuck, fuck, fuck me forever!" she howled, hunching her crotch down over the huge hand invading her cunt.

Luke lunged himself up into her, getting the most out of her damp pussy recesses.

Sister Theresa bolted up and down on the bed coming intensely, feeling the pulsing lust shoot throughout her body. "Ohhhhh, coming hard, so fucking hard! Can't take it, can't take it, but don't stop! Never stop," the berserk nun wailed, flopping around on the bed, her legs twisted onto Luke's massive, cunt-fucking hand.

The man finger-fucked the lustful nun with a sexual verve that bordered on insanity. He rammed his digits, into the pulsing, twitching nun's boiling fuck-hole.

Sister Theresa kept bucking on the bed, thrusting her hips down hard on the man who hand-fucked her cunt. She was feverish, out of her mind. She blinked her eyes over and over, trying to focus clearly. She swallowed bard, feeling her oozing pussy juice leak from between her legs. Luke had just withdrawn his hand, or she would never have come out of her fantastic fuck reverie.

"How was that?" he said.

Sister Theresa nodded, trying to find a voice to speak with. She was not sure where she was.

"There's more to come," Sister Mary said, standing over the ravished sister on the bed with her legs spread and her cunt oil leaking everywhere.

"What more could there possibly be to match this?" Sister Mary said.

"Only this," Luke Porter said, standing up full length. As he did so, his iron-hard cock wobbled to attention, sticking out straight from his body like a thick piece of metal.

The two nuns stared wide-eyed at the cockmeat before them. Sister Mary gasped.

Sister Theresa drooled. "Who's first?" Luke said. "Me!" they both screamed.