Sister Mary Jean s StruggleChapter 12
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It wasn't long before I began to plan and connive a way to get what I desired so badly. I was very lucky once, and I knew I had to make sure I did not place myself in any kind of a position that would let anyone else get control over me. While I would lay in bed at night and in the mornings before Mass and breakfast. I would touch myself and vividly go over in my mind those nasty days I was tricked into being an unwilling, no I can't say unwilling. Because I did love it so much, yet, I did not want to be controlled the way those sick bastards, Op.'s, that book has put words in my vocabulary that I never knew before, yet, they fit those men. As for the boys and Ann, well I think they all got caught up in there own lust, just as I had.
I keep thinking about how the woman in the book kept going out for walks and meeting men. Being a Nun, I could never go out of the convent alone let alone at night for a walk. I know I said this before, but the church has found that nuns are safer when they are in pairs. Safer from being attacked, abused, ridiculed, and when temptation is there, your sister can help you overcome the temptation. I know Sister Mary and I love our own way of releasing our sexual tension, but She would never allow me to get involved with a man again, that is knowingly.
I have discovered that over the last few weeks that I have begun to desire more and more from masturbation. I would want to use different things in myself in order to try and find that perfect thing that may fill that empty desire I so desperately had for a man's penis. While cucumbers, and other vegetables along with all the other things I could think of felt good, nothing was the same. Oh the Kotex toy was better than most, yet still not enough. I would sit or lay and picture my self being fucked by three men at the same time. I could see myself straddling one man, and bouncing up and down on a lovely fat dick. while another man knelt behind me inserting himself in my ass, and of course my hands would be wrapped around a nice long fat hard cock as I sucked the head wanting all three to climax in me at the same time.
These images in my head would always take me over the top to a good climax, and if I was at my desk, well, I would have to leave to go to the Teachers lounge ladies room. Where I would lock the door, and masturbate like crazy. I did not know, or realize that I had a bad problem, As you well know by now, my knowledge of sex and sexual pleasure was learned incorrectly and I thought all women fought the same desires that I fought. To be honest I was not fighting those desires as I knew I should. In fact I was loosing all my battles to my desires it seemed like daily. I was always horny, always turned on, and always wanting to feel another climax. My pussy was wet all the time and my lips were always swollen. It seemed like the only time I did not think of sex was at Mass, and when I was sleeping. I figured that is what caused women to have such large families. They must all have or had these same sexual types of desires.
I started to realize that if I kept on this way, a few things would happen. First I would most likely end up a basket case. Wanting and needing something that I know I can never have again, or maybe I would have to give up the only life I knew and start all over again and all alone. I would be outside the church and all alone. I just knew that was out of the question. Then of course maybe I would end up having sex in secret with a man or men if I was lucky. But then I knew that was also out of the question, Oh not because I didn't want to, but because I did not know how to with out being caught or used again. Talk about a dilemma, and something to drive a girl crazy. All the thinking in the last weeks would not help me devise a way to get what I wanted. During lunch some of the heavier nun's would walk around the school. I would walk the halls and around the school also, I did not have any weight problem at all, Oh my tummy was maybe a tiny bit bigger but I surly was not pudgy. As I walked I found myself looking at the young men, looking at their crotch's trying to imagine what they may look like naked, what there cock's looked like out of their pants.
I felt very lucky in one aspect, there was talk about a big sex ring busted up here at the school. That school was not the same now with Mr. Harris and Harry gone while some kids spoke of a nun being involved, others would quell that kind of talk... The only ones that really knew where gone and would never be allowed back at this school. Part of my walking was looking around for something new to use that night in bed, we did not have a tool shed at the school like we did at the girls school. Only a wood shop, and all the other shops that are at a high school. Since our school was built on hilly soil, we had three different levels. Trees and a hill sheltered our stadium.
This went on for two to three days, then while I was walking over near the stadium, I saw him, he was the one I saw before, he was alone, he was so big and he looked so strong. I stopped and watched, I looked all around me. I could not see a soul. I walked over to him and to my surprise he did not run away. My mind was racing, I mean I was thinking of every thing sexually I could do with him. I knew I could not do what I would love to do with him out here in the open, so I frantically looked around for some safe place. Somewhere we could go and not be seen by roving eyes or roving nuns out for a walk. I looked at my watch, I had 30 lovely long minutes before I had to be in my classroom. Plenty of time I thought with a smile on my face. I saw the outside rest rooms near the snack stands, I knew they were always left unlocked because the kids used them during PE
I looked at him and said "you have no idea, what you are in store for do you? Come on follow me" to my surprise he followed right behind me. I walked in the girls bathroom and held the door open, he stopped and gave me the strangest look, I said "get in here, you won't be sorry you did" he slowly walked in. I closed the door and leaned against it, I slowly pulled up my long habit hem, and tied it off around my waist. I stood there, and he looked at me. I opened my legs and said "come here, that's it, I put my hand on his head, and guided him to my now very wet wanting crotch, I said lick it, he arched his head up and his long tongue started it's work. First one lick then another, I guess it did not take him long to pick up the taste because after the third lick he was going after my juicy pussy in a big hurry.
I thought he would like my taste. (I know Sister Mary and I both do) It did not take him long to bring me to a climax, I must have looked a fright, I leaned against the door, and slid down just enough to open my legs nice and wide for his hungry attack. I had to put my arms against the door to steady myself I new this climax was going to be a hard strong one, I could feel myself climbing higher and higher. I knew it was a matter of seconds, My body started to shake, and it was all I could do to stay standing. He never missed a lick, I felt his tongue going inside of me, and it felt like it was going deep, very deep. Even after I climaxed, he kept licking, he licked and licked. I sure was not going to stop him, it was clear to me that he loved licking a woman's vagina, oh, I can't believe I said the V word, I meant to say Pussy or in my case CUNT. He kept at me between my legs. The way he was doing it made me think, this was not his first time.
It was all I could do to remain standing; I ended up sliding all the way down to the floor. Once on the floor, I turned my body around and he was licking me from the rear. I could feel his tongue digging deep in he, and me even started licking my asshole (I started to say Butt hole, God I love talking dirty!) I knelt there on my hands and knees, he just licked and licked, I wanted to feel him in me, as big as he was I knew it would not be a problem for him, if only he would do it. Oh but the pleasure I was having with his tongue working it's way in me, and going in so deep was pure heaven, I felt another climax starting and I was shoving back at his tongue. I put my mouth on my habit sleeve and bit it, I wanted to scream out, I knew I was alone but I did not want to take a chance someone walked down to this area. I muffled myself as he took me way over the top of another glorious climax, and I relished every moment of it.
Before I had a chance to come down from that wonderful mountain top that he took me to, I felt him on my back. His strong front legs grabbed me on each side of my hips, I could feel his pointed dick poking and poking at me searching for my hole. I dropped from my hands to my left elbow, I reached back with my right hand and guided his slippery dick into me. Once inside he was a fucking jack hammer, pounding and ramming into me faster than I ever remembered Buster fucking me when we did it so long ago. I can't explain how it happened or why it happen. All I know is, I never came down from the climax with his tongue, and when he started it immediately took me to that wonderful feeling. But then something happen, it felt like, Oh I have no way to put it into words. Let's just say it got better, no, better then that. I started to feel something deep inside me, a feeling I never felt before, nothing ever made me feel this before. I did not want to move for fear the feeling would stop, I felt hot all over my body, my face was hot, I could hardly breath, I closed my eyes and relished every second of this feeling.
I decided to make this long and drawn out, I asked Sister Margaret if she needed the Bath, I told her that I wanted to take a nice long hot bath. She seemed a little put out with me. I assume it was because of last night when I would not let her into my room. I did not lock her door keeping her out of the bathroom, to be honest; I don't know what I was thinking, or even if I was. I started to fill the tub; I got in, laid back, closed my eyes and started to relax. My mind was going over what...
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Up until a few months ago my wife and lived a pretty uneventful life, filled with the normal routine of work, weekend errands, and paying the bills. We have been married for almost twenty-five years and were moving into the same kind of rut that most people fell into as they reached their mid-forties.For most of the time we have been together I have been trying to get Mary to open up a little bit sexually in the area of other lovers. I've never stopped to analyze why the thought of her with...
This story was written for the enjoyment of adults only. Please send your comments on my humble work to [email protected]. I love hearing from you. This story is more of control and humiliation than blatant sex. It takes some background information to make the implausible situation seem real. I feel it is one of my best stories and am eager to receive feedback from my readers/ Mary and Carl Chapter 1Mary I was born...
Issue 11: Mary Jane loves Spider-Woman Reed motioned at the large piece of equipment he'd been working on and I piqued up. "You've got a scientific curiosity right? This is a transdimensional inverter I've been working on... do you want to see this machine tested?" "Do I!!" I beamed as I followed him to the transdimensional machine. I examined it closely as Reed explained it's principles to me in detail. "Wow. How do you factor in... Oh you've used Heisenberg compensators!" I...
Replacing Mary My name was David, 40 years old and recently been laid off of my warehouse job. I was married to Malinda and to say that I married up was an understatement. Malinda was a year younger than me and drop dead gorgeous, red hair, large breasts and legs that seemed to go forever. When we met she was a law student and I was working for a major box store as a warehouse foreman. Not a bad job for a 35 year old college drop out. I made a good hourly wage and really did not...
Please note: the only sex, such as it is, is found only in the first chapter. There may or not be more in the next installments. The Munsters 1-4: The Mary Mix-up Created by Joe Connelly and Bob Mosher; Parodied by Ron Dow75 1) Transformers The smoke from the cauldron that filled the lab was clearing. "Grandpa!! What have you done to me this time!!" Gloria Munster tried to bellow, as she held onto large mortared stones as she came down the stairs awkwardly in pumps. At...
Mary was a very attractive but shy 18 year old who was born and raised in Iowa. Mary was about 5 feet 4 inches tall and weighted in at about 100 pounds even. She had wavy blonde hair and beautiful light blue eyes. She had had a sheltered life and she knew it. In her high school graduation class there were only 6 black students. Mary was always raised to be friends with everyone, but only close friends with people like herself. It would have been a scandal in her family if she would have ever...
The characters in this story were first introduced in a series called “Well, we did it again!” parts 1-5. This rendezvous occurred after part 4 of the mentioned series. This story was re-written to stand alone but reading the other series first will help the reader with some context. It's Sunday morning, the wife has gone to church to pray for my soul. Course she wouldn’t have to save my soul, if she’d just spread her legs a couple times a month! When my wife hit her 60th birthday the...
"Are you smitten by the waitress?" I teasingly asked Mary.We were having a few drinks after dinner, waiting for an up and coming local band to take the stage. The Night Moves restaurant, located in the East end of Toronto, was Mary's preferred watering hole. Mary had mentioned the bar to me on many occasions. She had also went on about a cute, new waitress that started working there. The waitress and Mary became acquainted very quickly, and Mary made an effort to go for dinner at Night Moves,...
Oral SexI was an only child, raised on a small croft in Scotland. There were no young families nearby so until primary school I had little contact with other children. Even then, I remained an outsider because most of the kids already knew each other and had established groups of friends.Mary and I first met during my third year at school. She and her mum Judy had newly moved to the area and were staying in a farmhouse that was one mile away from my home. Fortunately, Mary and I hit it off straight...
LesbianSo Mary hired James to design and set up the new system, that when done could run itself. first was to install new system of automated gates that would open and close letting each horse thought a number of set of new alleys and gates leading them to the breeding dummy room and back the their own stall. After a bit of time each horse learned the when the gate opened and they breed the dummy and food would be there back in there stall. Slowly the system was coming together for Mary each...