Henry Perkins: Dungeon nun

"I'm going to cum in her Goddamn mouth!" Joe howled as his balls gripped tightly up next to his prick.

Along her tongue, the tortured nun felt the pulse run the length of his cock, and a thick glob of sticky male cum blasted into the back of her mouth. She almost gagged, then suddenly there was another pulse and another splat of the thick jism flowed into her mouth. She swallowed in self-defense, her throat sucking the swirling spunk down to her stomach a split-second before a third squishy cum-rocket bathed the back of her tongue.

Swallowing continually had locked her lips and tongue tightly to the spurting cock-meat in her mouth, and when Joe yanked his prick out, it was with a loud liquid pop. Still, his heavy balls weren't through. There was one more thick blob of the milky jism to come and that blasted the young nun right in the face. Spunk splatted across the bridge of her nose, stinging her eyes with its drops before dribbling down both cheeks of her face. Its heat seemed to burn twin trails clear down to her cheeks.

Joe was still panting heavily when tears finally cleared the cum out of Mary Celeste's eyes. He had fallen back onto the stone floor, his legs spread open with his shrinking cock across his sweaty balls.

The young nun was captured by the sight. It didn't seem possible that the retreating tube of limp male flesh that now lay loosely on his hairy sac was the weapon that only minutes before had brutalized her mouth. And what was even more baffling to the girl of the cloth was that her own lips and tongue had been responsible for sucking out the blast that made the prick shrivel away. Perhaps if she would simply give them their way and satisfy them, they would desire no more of her pussy and mouth and would turn her loose.

In that hope, her head turned toward Luke. The taller man had stripped out of his jeans while Joe had been face-fucking her, and what she saw rising from the pale patch of cock hair chased away all thoughts of possibly having an easier time. The throbbing rod of cock-meat was fully as thick as Joe's, but was at least two or three inches longer. At least ten inches of prick were jerking in her direction, and his cock looked harder than steel.

"Damn!" he hissed. "I ain't never seen no nun suck dick like that! It makes me want some of that holy cock-sucking too. Only I ain't so much in a hurry to crash my rocks like Joe was, Sister. I want to get every inch of this face-fucker down that Goddamn throat of yours!"

The idea shocked Mary Celeste too much to even protest. He couldn't mean what he had said! The cock that he was waving at her was so thick that she doubted whether her fingers would even wrap completely around it if it was lying in the palm of her hand. Fucking into her mouth was one thing – and even that had hurt her jaws when Joe had done it – but there was no way that she would ever be able to swallow such a prick down into her neck.

Luke flipped her over onto her stomach, then dragged a small rug over for his knees. As he knelt in front of her, the young nun wished she had the protection of the carpet for herself. When the man pushed her onto her stomach, he also turned her, wrapping the chains tightly around her body to hold her to the floor. Already her knees were scraped and bruised from the mouth-fuck by Joe, and now her firm but tender titties were scraping against the rough stone. Luke grabbed her beneath the chin and hauled her shoulders up.

Quickly the knob of his cockhead was slapping against her cheeks. He held his prick at the base like a club, banging first into one side of her face and then the other. Then he slowly traced the shape of her face.

"It's almost like you're giving me a target," he said as he completed the circle drawn by his prick beneath her chin. Then the fleshy cock-knob at the end bumped into her clenched lips. "And that's the bull'seye. Now open your Goddamn face-pussy so I can fuck myself some throat."

She tried to resist, clenching her teeth tightly together, but Luke placed both of his thumbs into the corners of her lips. He worked them back to her jaws, then slowly forced her mouth painfully open. Both the top and the bottom surfaces of the fuck monster scraped against her teeth as he pressed onto her tongue.

"If you bite, I'm going to bust out every one of those Goddamn teeth with my fists," he swore at her. "And then I'll beat those plump titties of yours into a pulp."

There was no doubt in her mind he would do it, so she resolved herself to once again having a prick in her mouth. For the fourth time in her life, she was being fed hot fuck-meat, and for the third time between her teeth. But this time it threatened to be different. The horny man planned to shove the bulky cock-shaft clear down her throat!

The first strokes were gentle ones in contrast to what was to come. The thick cockhead brushed across her tongue lightly and only barely touched the top of her mouth. When the prick bumped against the opening to her throat, it was a soft touch almost as if trying to feel out the entrance before forcing its way through.

After the blood and dried cum from Joe's prick, Luke's tasted almost clean although there was the slight saltiness of crotch sweat to tease the taste buds of her tongue. The rubberiness of the cockhead surprised her once again. It was as if she was sucking on a small pliant ball that gave slightly to the pressure of her mouth.

The cockhead was shaped like a helmet. Beneath, the actual cock-knob was split by a ridge pointing upward toward the tiny piss slit in the end. As it pulled out to her lips, her tongue unconsciously followed it, playing around with the prickhead as if it were some newfound toy. The swollen cock-knob was bigger than the prickshaft that followed, a ridge of rubbery flesh that fell down to the more naturally feeling skin.

The cock-shaft itself was so swollen with excitement that she could feel the veins with her tongue. One bulging strand seemed to circle the top only an inch below the cockhead, but the largest of the heavy blue lines ran diagonally near the base. Mary Celeste traced them with the tip of her tongue.

Along the undersurface of the prickshaft was a ridge of hard flesh that seemed to form the spine for the whole length. It was this that glided wetly along her tongue as the prick burrowed to the back of her mouth.

"Oh, shit!" Luke groaned as he fucked his prick into her face. "You suck cock like you were made for it."

The words startled Mary Celeste. She had always considered that she had been born to the church, but maybe there was another instinct hiding within her flesh.

The veil draped loosely across her left shoulder and the bumping of Luke's abdomen against her forehead had pushed the wimple slightly out of place. For a second, as his cock strokes continued to lengthen and quicken, she wished the rest of the habit had been stripped out of place. But as the facefucking heightened, her mind was forced back into place. She was a nun, married to her God, and she was being brutally raped by a prick in her mouth.

"Goddamn, you've got the mouth of a whore!" Luke hissed as he fucked his cock roughly into the back of her mouth.

The fucking had slowly turned into a pounding, and Mary Celeste no longer had time for thought or prayer. All she could do now was brace herself the best she could on her elbows and try to cushion the blows of the cockhead to the back of her mouth. The huge fuck monster had swollen even more between her jaws and now forced her mouth completely open. The longer he fucked her face, the bigger his cock seemed to grow until she felt like she was trying to suck the prick of a horse.

"It's time!" the raging rapist growled and grabbed the back of her head. His cockhead rammed into the back of her mouth and burrowed at the opening to her throat.

The young nun's heart almost stopped. He was actually going to try to force the massive cock down into her throat!