Brad Morgan - Horny naughty nun

It didn't seem to matter at all who was fucking her, just as long as his cock was inside her cunt and moving at a good clip. The knowledge of this excited her almost as much as the fucking did.

The boy almost immediately grabbed her tits when he had his cock inside her cunt, and she loved him for it. She loved him even more when he demonstrated, with his pinching and stroking and pulling of her stiff and tingling nipples that he knew just how to handle them, and she thrust her chest forward to push her big tits even tighter into his hands. Meanwhile she pushed her ass back to make sure she was getting every last possible inch of hot young cock into her sizzling and cum dipping cunt.

Her long black hair hung heavily in her eyes like Spanish moss, but she flung its wet weight back over her shoulder so she could take another quick look at what Sister Ursula was up to. Another boy, Vito Squilace, had replaced Rocco Calabrese and was fucking the blonde nun now, fucking her from the back while her luscious mouth was clamped tight around the cock of Walter Finnegan. She pumped her mouth and her cunt at different, intricate rhythms, and she seemed to have no reservations at all now about what she was doing.

Seeing Sister Grace's interest, Vito winked at her while he was fucking Sister Ursula as if to assure her that he planned to take his place on her own line as soon as he had finished. And she amazed herself by winking back and blowing him a kiss.

"Am I doing it right, Sister?" the boy who was fucking Sister Grace asked earnestly.

Suspecting from his question that he had never done it before, Sister Grace suppressed a giggle that might have hurt his feelings. Twisting and writhing her ass even more sensuously to show how much she loved the feel of his cock in her cunt, she said, "You're doing wonderfully… and maybe it would be even better if you could fuck me just a little bit faster?"

She was shocked to discover that she had created a Frankenstein, she simply had not known how fast a young athlete could fuck when he put his mind to it. She was forced to grip the bar as tight as she could in order to keep from being driven headfirst into the wall as he unleashed a machine-gun burst of fucking strokes that seemed on the verge of unhinging her bones from one another.

As soon as she got used to his fast and furious style, though, she found that she could brace her feet and hold her ass up firmly to meet him halfway. She found that she could do even more as she fell into the spirit of the thing, and into the rhythm, and began slamming her ass back at a dizzying rate to meet his strokes and match his tempo.

Before she even suspected it was going to happen, she realized that he was blasting her into orbit with his frenzied style of fucking. With her cunt throbbing in the grip of a surging orgasm, she even tried to speed things up a bit by slinging her ass around.

Gripping her tits like fleshy handles, he had to hold her up to take his cock as his thrusting escalated and her orgasm unstrung her knees. She floated in a daze of steamy tingles and spurting cum as she felt his cock going off like a rocket in her hot cunt.

Sister Grace could have used some breathing space after that second boy fucked her, but the other young men were just too hot for her delicious cunt to give her a moment's rest. Those boys who had not yet gotten a piece of either nun were beginning to grumble loudly that the others were taking too long.

"You'll all get a turn," Sister Grace gasped, trying to calm them down before the orgy could turn into a riot. "I want to fuck everybody, and I will – at least once!"

She was about to add that she would appreciate some time out, but she felt still a third cock slipping easily up into her cum-slimed cunt, a third pair of hands squeezing her tits and fondling her ass. She started to sigh with resignation, but it turned into a profound sigh of pleasure as the big cock squeezed all the way up into her cunt.

She wriggled back to take every last inch of this new cock into her cunt, and soon she could feel his crinkly cock-hair pressing down and tickling her asshole as the head of his cock buried itself somewhere in the deepest depths of her cunt.

She realized that she didn't need a time out, or want one, as the pressure of the stroking cock aroused her just as readily as if she'd never come at all.

Just as it had been with the second boy, Sister Grace had no idea who was fucking her, and she didn't really care. Somehow it made it seem more sinful, not to care, so she looked back over her shoulder.

She still didn't know him. He was not in any of her classes, and she was no basketball fan. The puzzled look on her pretty face seemed to embarrass him, so she turned and faced the wall again, and she gave his cock an extra-hard squeeze with her cunt to let him know how much he was pleasing her.

As he began to stroke in and out of her cunt at a slow and steady rate, she realized that she would know his cock, at least, if he ever fucked her again. It was almost as big as Father John Flynn's prick, and she had come to the conclusion that she liked cocks just as big as she could possibly get him.

But what made this particular cock especially distinctive was a wicked curve in the shaft that rubbed her cunt in a way that no cock had ever quite rubbed it before, and to touch sensitive spots in her slimy cunt-hole that had never been touched.

She spread her feet a little wider on the wet tiles and pushed her ass back and up to make sure she was taking every inch of this unusual prick. At least it seemed unusual, based on her very limited experience. She was bound to get a lot more knowledge of the subject before the afternoon was over, since there were at least a dozen boys in the shower. She guessed that each of them would want to fuck her and Sister Ursula at least once apiece. She tried to turn her mind away from this scary prospect and enjoy the moment.

That wasn't hard to do, now that the boy had begun to speed up his fucking and had started playing with her sensitive tits. The odd shape of his cock made it seem like it was going into her cunt like a corkscrew, and the curious sensation began to set off little tingles and squirmings in her cunt that told her it was building up to another climax.

"Fuck!" Sister Grace surprised herself by yelling. She had been trying to maintain what dignity she could in this impossible situation, to show a certain cool detachment – to be in the world but not of it. But that sincere cry was torn from her soul, and as her excitement boiled over, completely out of control, she kept babbling, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

"Yeah," she heard Sister Ursula groaning loudly, endorsing her sentiments. "Yeah!"

She heard the boys snickering and making more rude remarks at her expense, but she didn't care, not as long as the one who was fucking her with his big, curved cock kept ramming it in and out of her hungry cunt-hole; not as long as the rest of them fucked her, whatever they might think of her, again and again until her burning lust for cock was satisfied.

She rattled her ass back against his belly to meet his strokes, making them seem even deeper and faster. She gave her newly discovered cunt muscles a workout, too, sliding and rubbing them against his cock in a way that tantalized and further aroused her cunt as much as it did his prick.

At last she felt herself being swept away even further than she had been the first time, until it seemed that she had neither body nor mind, and that she was nothing more than a slippery friction of cunt against cock. It suddenly got even more slippery as the hard cock in her cunt began hosing her full of juicy cum.

Sister Grace wound up on the tiled floor without quite knowing how she'd gotten there. The shower beat down hot and hard on her face, and someone had the sense to turn it off before she could drown in her dazed and helpless state of orgasmic ecstasy.