Brad Morgan - Horny naughty nun

Msgr. Leo F.X. Lafferty, the rector of the parish, had been on leave to comfort his dying mother in the Old Country, leaving Father Ryan in charge. Rumor had it that he was now on his way home. He was notorious for his harsh penance's, once having ordered Sister Grace to kneel at the altar rail all night long when she confessed to playing with her cunt.

"Don't worry," Sister Grace sighed. "I confessed, too – to Father Tom. And he wanted your name."

Sister Grace began to describe her experiences with the two priests, but Sister Ursula interrupted with her own story, which was much the same. She had been ordered to the rectory after confession, where Father John and Father Tom had fucked the piss out of her, for her own good, they said.

"There's one sin I didn't confess," Sister Ursula giggled. "You want to see something interesting, Sister? We have to hurry, though."

She refused to tell Grace what she had in mind, but Ursula's excitement was contagious, and Grace followed her all the way down to the furnace room. She pulled Sister Grace behind a row of ancient boilers, where she began removing her habit.

"Sister, I can think of better places…" Grace began.

"No, Sister, it's hot down here – you'll sweat like a pig if you keep your habit on."

Helping each other undress, the two young nuns were soon wrestling and giggling as they tried to feel each other up. They quieted down as they heard a sudden commotion beyond the wall of the boiler room. Ursula directed Grace to one of two holes bored into the wall.

Sister Grace found herself looking into the shower of the boys' locker room. The basketball team had just finished practice, and a dozen naked and muscular boys stood soaping themselves under the showers. Sister Grace had never even imagined seeing so many cocks in one place at one time, and she glanced eagerly from one to the other as the boys unknowingly displayed them to her. The two nuns began feeling each other's cunt as they kept their eyes glued to the exciting sight.

"Hi, Sisters!"

Turning in shock from the peep-hole, Sister Grace found herself confronted by Rocco Calabrese, the recipient of her very first blowjob and a star of the basketball team. He and red-haired Jack Noonan blocked their exit. Both were naked and dripping from, the shower, where they must have overheard the two nuns, and both had stiffly erect cocks.

"Why don't you come and take a shower with us?" Rocco said, picking up Sister Ursula and slinging her over his shoulder. She was afraid to scream, but she pummeled his back with her fists as he carried her out.

Sister Grace saw no point in struggling – nor did she really want to get away. She gave Jack's hard cock a good feel while he carried her to the shower in his arms.

A cheer went up when Rocco carried Sister Ursula into the steamy shower-room packed with muscular naked bodies, but it took on a note of surprise when Jack carried Sister Grace in. From their comments, she realized that the boys had known about Sister Ursula's spying and had been waiting to catch her at it. She herself was an unexpected bonus.

Sister Ursula was still protesting and struggling, but she didn't stand a chance against the horny young ballplayers. They pulled her down to the wet floor, and two boys held her arms while Rocco pulled her legs apart, climbed on top and began fucking her with no further preliminaries.

They didn't have to use force with Sister Grace, who was just itching for a cock in her cunt. She turned away from the boys and gripped a bar that ran around the room at waist height. Leaning forward on it, spreading her legs and presenting her voluptuous ass to their eager eyes, she found that she couldn't control a giggle as she said, "Well, what are you waiting for?"

Sister Grace wriggled her hot ass seductively as she stood leaning forward, and Jack Noonan needed no further invitation. She felt his big young cock, just as stiff and hard and hot as she could possibly want, slipping into her cunt.

Her cunt was already simmering from having peeked on the boys and played with Sister Ursula, and nothing that had happened since then had dampened her eager desire to fuck.

With Jack fucking her vigorously, with five or six boys with hard cocks watching every move and impatiently waiting for their turns, Sister Grace realized that she was having the time of her life. The priests – especially Father Tom – had intimidated her and kept her off balance.

But she felt comfortable and even in control with the young members of the basketball team. She knew that this was the dumbest thing she had ever done, and that the story of this gang bang would spread like wildfire among the students and perhaps even beyond the school, but she was so hot to fuck that she just didn't give a shit at this point. She wanted all the cocks she could get, and as she gazed through the billowing steam at the stiff, red pricks around her, she knew that she might have even more than she handle.

Everything combined to arouse her, the hot needles of the shower drumming down on her ass, the heady smells of soap and sweat and virile balls, the slick tiles under her bare feet. The whimpers and pleas of Sister Ursula as Rocco raped her – whimpers and moans that were gradually turning to sensuous grunts as she began to enjoy the fucking against her will.

The coarse compliments that the boys were paying her own big tits and her well-rounded ass, but most of all, the relentless, driving thrust and return of Jack Noonan's cock up her dripping, squirming cunt as she wriggled and pumped against its hot length.

Knowing almost nothing about fucking, she had not even known for sure that the position she had adopted was a practicable one, but now that the fucking was well under way, she found that it was an absolutely perfect posture for fucking. She could lever her big ass back hard and fast against Jack's flat, hairy belly with her dainty feet planted firmly on the floor and her hands gripping the bar. Each fresh, inward stroke of his big cock seemed to give her swollen cunt-button an extra-special squeeze as he fucked her hard and eagerly from the back.

His cock was nowhere near so big as Father Flynn's prick, but he was so stiff and hard, and he was fucking her with so much youthful and athletic energy, that its size just didn't seem to matter at all. It was like a blinding blur of fleshy pressure in her cunt, and it fit her cunt just as snugly as the air fits into a balloon.

She experimented with all the wiggles and squeezes of her lithe young body and her simmering cunt that she could think of. She thrust back first one firm ass-cheek and then the other, alternating their punches against his belly. She squeezed her cunt so tight that he had trouble pulling his cock out, then loosened it so that he slid in slickly and quickly on his next inward stroke.

She spared a glance for Sister Ursula and saw that the sexy blonde nun had given up her protesting and had flung herself completely into the spirit of fucking Rocco. Her legs were wound around his back and her ass was slapping hard and noisily against the floor as she humped up to meet his strokes. One of her tits was buried completely in his mouth, and her face was red and twisted in a mask of insatiable lust.

She concentrated once more on the thrusting of Jack's prick into her own cunt. She knew that he was going to make her come like she had never come before – but at that very moment she was bitterly disappointed to feel his cum jetting into her squirming cunt, and after only a few more delicious strokes, his cock had softened so much that it slipped right out of her.

But before she could even utter the sinful words that she was struggling so hard to repress, another boy stepped right up to take Jack Noonan's place and slipped his cock inside her cum-slimed cunt without even so much as introducing himself. She was amazed to find her cunt responding immediately, her level of hot and horny excitement building from just the point where Jack had left her.