Brad Morgan - Horny naughty nun

Her view of Sister Ursula's activities was blocked abruptly by a boy who stood in front of her, standing astride Mr. Shaw's supine body with his cock presented to her mouth. She knew what he wanted, and she didn't bother to check his identity before slurping his hot cock right in between her pretty lips. She grabbed his hard young ass to pull him a little closer, and the leverage she got from this grip enabled her to bounce her cunt up and down a lot faster on the coach's upright cock.

The coach was still holding her ass to help guide her as she fucked him, so her bouncing tits were fully available to the boy she was blowing, and he took advantage of the opportunity to give them a thorough, lascivious feel. They were already a little sore from being groped by so many eager young hands, but the soreness vanished like a candle in a hurricane as his nipple-pinching fingers drove her excitement up to a feverish pitch. She moaned rhythmically against the cock in her mouth as she pumped it with her lips to the same beat that her cunt was pumping the coach's cock.

The cock she was sucking tasted oddly familiar. Rolling her eyes up, she saw that it belonged to Vito Squilace, whom she had seen fucking Sister Ursula, and that what she tasted on his cock must be her cunt-juice. It was a delicious combination, the spice of the sexy nun's cunt overlying the basic taste of cock, and she licked off every bit of this savory coating and swallowed it down as she sucked his cock.

She expected that Mr. Shaw would have more control over his prick than the horny young men, but, it seemed like she had hardly been fucking him very long at all when his cock blasted upward into her cunt like a geyser, seeming to replace in one shot all of the cum from her previous fucking that had leaked out onto the coach's hairy balls. The hard spurting and spattering of his cock was just the touch she needed to spin her off the edge of the world again, and she felt as if her bones had turned to neon lights in the grip of the biggest orgasm yet.

She was so excited that she forgot to swallow Vito's cum at first when it came shooting into her mouth, and she bitterly regretted all the hot jism that dribbled from her slack lips of onto her hot nipples, but soon she forced her mind back to the task of sucking and managed to swallow a real mouthful of the sticky cream.

The cocks came hotter and faster after that, as boys so long frustrated that they had been on the verge of pounding off their cocks, took turns fucking her mouth and her cunt. She writhed all over the tiled floor, seldom out of the grip of at least one pair of strong young hands, seldom without a cock in her mouth, a cock in her cunt, and at least one cock in her hand. Her tits and her ass and her thighs were squeezed and stroked and fondled until – as she didn't discover until next morning – they were black and blue, but she couldn't get enough cock or drink enough cum, and she kept crawling back for more, even after horny Sister Ursula had thrown in the towel and begged the boys to give all their attention to Sister Grace.

Sister Mary Phrygia was furious when the two younger nuns told her that they had been forced to implicate her in their confessions. And they had been forced to do so, for both Father John and Father Tom had threatened to withhold absolution from them unless the nuns named names, they both firmly believed that they would turn in hell forever unless their sins were forgiven by a priest.

The older nun was shocked when she heard what had happened to Sisters Grace and Ursula after that, how the two priests had fucked them every way they could think of, and she even suggested telling Mother Aloysius about it. Fortunately, she reconsidered. Though she had earned the Mother Superior's trust and favor, she still might feel that leather belt on her ass if everything were known.

From the way Phrygia pumped her for all the details about fucking the priests, the way her face grew red and the way she stammered when she asked, Sister Grace came to believe that the slim redhead would very much like to feel one of the priest's cocks in her virginal cunt, but Sister Phrygia refused to admit this.

One day the three of them, were summoned urgently to the rectory. Sister Grace merely assumed that Father John and Father Tom had gotten a sudden urge to fuck, and she thought little of it until she found herself in the study face to face with Msgr. Leo F.X. Lafferty. The old priest had returned from the Old Country without warning.

The terrible-tempered rector sat behind his desk in his massive chair, with Fathers Ryan and Flynn standing at his sides and looking especially holy. He glared at the three nuns standing before him, looking the way God might look at the Last Judgement.

"I am told that strange things have been happening at St. Corinthia's during my absence?" he said, his eyes darting like cold, colorless lightning to freeze the heart of each guilty nun in turn. "Unnatural acts, secret sins, forbidden loves, clandestine, rendezvous, dangerous alliances, lesbian lubricity – a scroll that catalogued your filthy sins would stretch from here to hell and back again. The infernal serpent is writhing rampant in the bedchambers of the convent, and we must exorcise his foulness. Take off your habits, Sisters!"

"Please, Monsignor, give me another chance!" Sister Phrygia wailed, failing to her knees. "The only life I know is the one I've pursued these twenty years – the life of a bride of Christ. To give up my habit…"

"Bride of Christ, is it!" the old priest thundered. "You wicked slut, you don't deserve a tongue to speak His name – a tongue tempted to lick at the foul cunt holes of your fellow nuns. Christ was a man, you silly woman, a man with a cock, and so is God the Father, and how in the holy name of Christ do you suppose the Holy Ghost got the Virgin Mary pregnant if he wasn't a male spirit? A love of cock is therefore the first step toward the love of God, and you sure as hell won't get there by licking cunts."

"And," he roared at the quaking nun, "I told you to take off your habit, not give it up. I believe that Father Ryan's advice to this poor, deluded creature," here he stopped Sister Grace's heart for a moment by gesturing angrily at her, "… was eminently correct. There are too damned many frustrated virgins in that convent, starting with you, Sister, and such a situation can only lead to the vilest and most perverted varieties of sin."

"All of you, take off your clothes!" he shouted. "Let me see the full, shameful nakedness of those bodies that have so wickedly tempted one another."

Sister Grace had been so terrified that she thought she might faint dead away on the spot, but midway through this tirade, Father Tom caught her eye and winked. She suddenly realized as she listened more closely to his words that the rector, for all his show of outrage, was just as hot to fuck them as the other priests had been. She stripped completely and made no effort to hide her nakedness. Nor did Sister Ursula, who had also caught on and was so bold as to give Msgr. Lafferty a sexy smile. But his scary eyes were fixed on Sister Phrygia, who was doing her best to conceal her tits and her cunt with her hands.

Msgr. Lafferty was assisted out of his cassock by the younger priests, and he was soon as naked as the nuns. Sister Grace gasped at the size of the cock projecting from his white bush, the biggest cock she had yet seen.

"Lie down and spread out, Sister," he said to Phrygia, "and you other two – show me the sinful things you've done to her."

Frightened and humiliated, the redhead did as she was told. Sister Ursula instantly lay on the floor beside her to kiss her and feel her cunt. Sister Grace was a little shy about joining them, but an impatient gesture from the rector drove her to her knees beside the older nun. She took one of Sister Phrygia's nipples into her mouth and began licking it.