Paul Gable: The torment of sister Mary

Jack bit her neck, burying his face in her hair as he dug his knees into the mattress, rolled her back and twisted his body around so she could feel his prick working. The fat head reamed out the tight pink passage, sinking deeper into her wet cunt slit. With squishing sounds, his cock disappeared into her hot fuckhole.

"Man, good fuck, a fuckin' good screwin'," Jack muttered.

"Fucking," the young nun whispered back, not caring any more about what she said.

Sister Mary Theresa felt the pressure in her cunt become more intense as Jack shoved in deeper. Oh, how she wanted all of it inside her! She wanted the young commando rolling down on top of her, squeezing her, shoving her down into the soft mattress while pushing his cock up inside her cunt.

Then suddenly both of them felt his cockhead run into something firm. Sister Mary Theresa stiffened, her eyes fluttering open. Her face became a mask of concentration. Pushing her arms down she pressed her fingers and palms against his chest and shoved up. No, she didn't want him tearing away her cherry! Fear and guilt washed over her again. The bed rocked as the nun struggled under him.

"Fuck, so you got a cherry!" Jack said, raising his eyebrows in surprise. "Gotta bust it."

"Noaaooo!"

Sister Mary Theresa clawed at him, twisting and writhing under the big man. Twice she managed to bend her knees and kick hard against his thick-muscled thighs. But it was futile. The harder she struggled, the harder he shoved down.

"Now!"

"Nooooo!"

The nun screamed, the cords sticking out from her neck while she tilted her head all the way back and shoved it into the pillow. The pain was killing her. She thought he'd knifed her in the crotch. Then came the sensation of hot flesh rushing through her pussy. Oh, God, he'd ripped away her cherry!

The nun had tried to twist away from his grasp. Her hysterical sobs had subsided. Now she lay quietly in his arms, gasping for breath, feeling the throbbing hurt between her thighs slowly ebb.

Jack lay down on her tits, his breath coming in pants. Sweat trickled off his forehead and chest as he smoothed his fingers along her sides.

"Good, baby, good. Fuck, guess all you nuns are cherry, right? Or you're supposed to be," he said with a laugh.

"You animal!" she whispered with hatred.

Jack pulled his head up and stared with disbelief at the young woman. Sister Mary Theresa couldn't meet his eyes. She turned her face away from the young commando, feeling as if she could die from shame. She knew what he was thinking.

"Baby, you been beggin' for this. Bet when you was prayin', you hoped God'd send you a nice, fat long cock. Well, you got it now," he said, twisting his hips from side to side.

Sister Mary Theresa gasped, her eyes widening as she felt that fat cockhead scraping along the slick sides of her pussy. The young woman shivered, moving her shoulders back and forth over the sheets while Jack slowly pulled his long prick from her cunthole.

"Uhhhhh!" she cried, arching her back and closing her eyes. How good it felt to have her pussy walls shrinking back to normal, closing behind the retreating cockhead. It was as if Jack were pulling out all her insides when he withdrew slowly.

"Good fucking?"

"Ohhhhh," Sister Mary Theresa answered, her face red with lust and shame.

"Feel it, baby, feel it," he repeated again, holding his cockhead suspended between her cuntlips. Jack rocked back and forth, reaming out her pussy. Sister Mary Theresa thought she'd go crazy with that wild sensation. Her pulsing muscles milked at the fat spongy cock, cramping, grabbing at it, trying to pull the full length back in.

Jack shuddered, then flexed his thigh muscles and shoved down hard and fast.

The young nun felt the rushing of his cock nit tore through her tight cunt. Before she knew it, he was hammering at her cilt. This time the commando didn't stop. He kept going, slamming down harder and faster. His weight shook her as he hunched his way into her body over and over. She was grunting like a stuck pig, stretched wide open by the working of his strokes. His cock seemed to swell wider and wider, stretching her open until she felt as if she were going to split apart.

"Gonna cut loose, baby, gonna make it," Jack groaned.

"Ohhhh, yeas, yeas!" she hissed between her teeth.

"Man, makin' it with a fuckin' nun. Wonder if all the girls are like you," Jack said, his words cut off in a strangled cry as he neared orgasm.

Sister Mary Theresa moaned as a flash of sexual fire raced through her body. She felt her legs swing up and scissor around the man's back. Her arms slid around his neck, trying to pull him harder again her. Her ass was grinding up to meet him as the bed bounced and scraped across the wood floor.

"Gettin' it, baby? Gettin' ready for your first big come?" Jack said, going crazy with the idea he was fucking a nun. "Shoot off, baby, shoot!" he cried as he worked his hips.

Sister Mary Theresa could feel what he meant. Somewhere inside her body an explosion was building up. She was grunting with each hammering downward thrust slamming into her body. Her tits flopped around while her flesh glistened with more sweat. Her hair clung damply to her cheeks and forehead while her legs slid up and down his hunching lower back. The bed squeaked and groaned with the regular fucking thrusts.

"Oh no, nooooo!"

Her body tightened up into pre-orgasmic tenseness. Her cunt muscles were already clenching around, his pistoning cock. Sister Mary Theresa was getting ready for her first big come.

"Come!" Jack cried out, his face looking as if someone had stabbed him in the back. His face was red and pinched, his eyes shut tightly while his mouth was more like a large scar.

"God!" she shouted back. Sister Mary Theresa felt the commando's cock throbbing inside her. Her pussywalls tightened around it. As his trembling prick started to shake more violently, she felt her cunt vibrating back. She felt hot spurts of something creamy scald her cuntwalls. It burned into her, making her lose what little control she had. The world seemed to explode around her, crashing down into her pussy while brilliant white and yellow lights popped in front of her eyes. She was coming, coming far more ferociously than she had that fateful night in the bathroom.

"Come!" the young woman screamed, her cuntwalls spasming as her pussy clutched the young man's hammering cock. The squirming, shooting hunk of meat deep inside her was filling up her pussy with hot jizz. Already some of the sticky milky substance had oozed from her slit, trickling down her ass crack toward her shitter.

"Fuck, make it, bitch!" Jack shouted, burying his face in the nape of her neck.

The young nun couldn't talk. She wanted to scream out all sorts of obscenities. Her orgasm was so powerful, it was nearly painful. She raked his back with her fingernails, beating his hips with her heels. How good this was! It was far better than those mystical experiences she'd read about, the saints' descriptions of ecstasy when they saw God. There was the same loss of reality, the same sensation of floating on air, the same losing of sanity. But how much more exciting coming was?

Jack left her alone in that room for several minutes after sliding off her body, wiping up and dressing. He called her all sorts of names, even threatening to spit on her at times.

Still the young nun lay quietly, her head turned away from the dressing commando. She didn't care what he called her. Nothing could equal what she was calling herself. Now that the throbbing delight had passed from her cunt, Sister Mary Theresa was at sea with her guilt. She had had a man, had encouraged a man to foul her. Now she lay naked, spread out in front of the cross, a shameless harlot before God! If there were a hole in the wall, she could have crawled into it. Surely there could be few creatures on this planet more miserable, the young nun thought. Covering her eyes with the back of one hand, Sister Mary Theresa sobbed quietly, the tears rolling freely down her cheeks.