Priestly PromiscuityChapter 4 Priestly Penetration
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The day after he'd deflowered his adolescent parishioner, Debby Father Murphy was surprised to have a visit from the Bishop. When he saw him come in his immediate fear was that the girl had told what he'd done to her. When the Bishop drew a bottle of single malt whiskey from his cassock Father Murphy became uneasy for a different reason. Was the Bishop going to ask him to accept an assignment to this little parish in the middle of nowhere?
The meeting began awkwardly until Bishop Turck poured them each a stiff drink and initiated conversation.
"I suppose you're wondering why the Bishop is calling on a young priest such as you?
"Uh ... yes Bishop. What have I done to earn such an honour?
"Well Father Murphy, we're trying to make the Church more appealing to young people and we've decided that this can be best accomplished by having young people front and centre in our organization. You have performed your assignments effectively and we want to make you part of a larger program."
"I'm honoured Bishop ... and I'm yours to command."
"We have just appointed Sister Ursula as Mother Superior for the school associated with the Heavenly Dove Convent. She's older than you but young for the position and we want you to serve as the priest and help with discipline. Your associate Brother John will go with you."
While they drank the bottle of whiskey the Bishop filled him in on the Heavenly Dove Convent. The teachers were mainly nuns, young ones with some outside assistance. The students at the school were a mixture of very sheltered young ladies with parents who were determined to keep their daughters away from the temptations of regular high school life along with some who were unruly and rebellious and difficult to control. Also there were some students who did not live in the Convent.
The buildings were old and on spacious grounds, a church, a schoolhouse, modest sleeping quarters for students and staff and a two bedroom gardener's cottage that was no longer used since the old gardener retired.
Two weeks later Father Murphy and Brother John made their appearance.
Mother Superior Ursula was, at first glance, not very imposing. She was about five feet, five inches tall and, in her traditional nun's habit, she appeared to be slender. Father Murphy confirmed right away that she was also very young for her position. He guessed, correctly, that she was in her early thirties. She would have been pretty too if she'd used any effort to make herself that way but, for very good reason, she tried to avoid attracting male attention. Mother Ursula had not wanted to be a nun, but her parents would have it no other way. She had every intention of leaving the Order as soon as her sainted parents departed this world but, until then, she knew it would result only in her disinheritance. And they had agreed that they would leave her a tidy sum to carry out any charitable work she desired. So, as the young woman waited and prayed for Divine guidance, she was performing excellent work in the Order. And, as a result of this work, she was also progressing in its hierarchy.
Mother Ursula was also having difficulty with her vow of celibacy. Unlike Father Murphy, however, she was not faced with regular temptations except in the form of nubile young ladies. These temptations she had resisted without much difficulty and she had gained solace from a rather bulky vibrator, which had been intended for muscular rather than clitoral massage. Its size had made it easier for the tormented young woman to retain her physical virginity although, on many occasions, if her comfort device had been smaller and of the right shape, there is no doubt that it would have been inside her, rather than outside.
The priest and the monk had similar thoughts as they surveyed the students at assembly the morning they arrived. Father Murphy no longer had any moral qualms about taking advantage of his position and Brother John had never been bothered by such impediments, anyway. They both saw, in the group of some thirty uniformed girls, at least ten who caused a warming of the blood. At that time, neither even considered the most vulnerable of the people present for she was putting on her usual, but not inherently natural, display of authority.
Brother John, because of his size, was designated to be the disciplinarian. Of course one critical aspect of his size was not readily apparent, but that only became important in some special circumstances. It was the good priest who achieved the first immoral success, however. In fact, it was likely 'game over' as soon as they arrived for Mother Ursula had virtually reached the end of her sexual tether. If Patty and Debby had been ripe for seduction, then Ursula's cherry was literally falling off the tree.
The first evening, after 'lights out' in the tightly controlled institution, she came to the priest's small apartment. It consisted of a tiny office and an adjoining bedroom that was not much larger. They met, of course, in the office.
"This is sacramental scotch, Mother Ursula." he said with a conspirational smile as he took a bottle of Grant's Best Procurable from his desk. "Would you care for a nightcap?"
"My goodness, Father Murphy. I didn't know there was such a thing," she replied with a matching smile. Then, although she knew that her tolerance for alcohol was very limited, she said, "I guess, since it's sacramental, I could have a small one."
The nun sat on the desk and the priest sat on the only chair in his small room as, for the next hour they discussed the school and its problems. At the same time, the nightcap became a nightgown and maybe even sheets, blankets and pillow. During this time the priest became more and more appreciative of the nun's appearance.
Ursula was a blonde with blue eyes and a small but full lipped mouth. Tonight she was wearing more modern nun's garb of skirt and a blouse that displayed her trim but shapely figure. As she drank, her eyes brightened and her face became flushed. Father Murphy noted all this but, at first, he did not believe her to be a possible candidate for his lecherous designs.
"Tell me, Mother Ursula, how a beautiful young woman like you has managed to devote her life to such a worthy and Godly cause?" he asked after the bottle was nearly empty. "Most of your peers are somewhat less than pleasing to the eye and also rather disagreeable."
"Oh, Father Murphy. I could say the same about you. But it was my parents' desire that I do this. And it is satisfying," she replied, pleased at what he'd said and, after the many drinks, feeling more than a little bit tipsy. "Why did you enter the priesthood?"
"Well, Mother Ursula ... Do you mind if I just call you Ursula when we're here alone?"
"No, Father. That's alright. But what do I call you?"
"Call me Joe," he replied. "Anyway, Ursula, I was an idealistic young man and, although I've betrayed my ideals since then, this seemed like a selfless way to accomplish some good."
"I can't believe you've betrayed your ideals, Father ... Joe ... Why do you say that?"
"You just don't know me," he replied as he deliberated on what he should tell her. He could see that she was feeling the drinks, as he was also, and he wondered if this nun might be like Sister Susan. "I have taken advantage of my position, Ursula. In very sinful ways. I pray that God understands that he demands too much of us when he calls for ... you know? There is a strong movement for a married clergy, Ursula." His statement sent a jolt through the virgin nun. This cleric seemed to be telling her that he was breaking his vow of celibacy. Maybe she was not alone when she was regularly consumed by fleshly desires?
"I'm not sure that I understand, Father ... Joe? Are you telling me that? Like? Have you broken your vow of celibacy?"
"Yes, Ursula. Several times. I've even used the confessional as a vehicle for my sinful ends. And even one as pure and immaculate as you arouses the most unpriestly thoughts in me, I am ashamed to say."
The young Mother Superior was suddenly uneasy but also flattered that she was having such an effect on the rather handsome priest. The alcohol combined with her companion's confession of his transgressions gave the nun a feeling of intimacy towards him and she blurted out, "Oh, Joe. I'm not alone then. I too have had difficulty with my vow of chastity. Perhaps they are right and we should be allowed to marry? At least, some of us?"
The prurient priest placed his hand on her knee as he replied, "Have you been with another of God's men, then, Ursula? Or was it with a layman?" and he smiled inwardly at the unintentional pun.
"Oh no, Joe. I didn't mean that. It's just that I ... like? I have sinful thoughts and ... and? Like? I do things to myself?"
The priest felt his organ swelling as he visualized the slender blonde masturbating. "Well, Ursula? I've done that too. Perhaps we should? Like? We could help each other, couldn't we?" and as he spoke, his hand slid higher on her thigh beneath her skirt.
The nun made no move to escape and her belly churned from his touch. She looked at him, her big, blue eyes wide, as he stood. "Father Murphy? I don't know? I don't think we should? Should we? I've never done anything like that, Joe?" she said in a weak, quavering voice. "I ... I ... I just don't know?"
"It will help you, Mother Ursula." the priest said in a soft, persuasive tone. "You will be able to better concentrate on God's work if you are not tormented by fleshly desires. I know, sister. After I have transgressed, I am a more effective servant of God. And I am sure that He understands."
The nun was as docile and compliant as any of his teenaged conquests and, her loins aching with suppressed sexuality, her judgment clouded by the scotch, she let him ease her to a horizontal position on the desk. His hand slid caressingly up her firm, silky thigh and she arched her hips acquiescently so that he could remove her panties.
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Hello, sex story readers. This is Kajal from India. A Little bit about myself. I am damn sexy and hot married woman of 26 years age who loves to enjoy a lot. I love to wear sexy and hot clothes. I am working as a personal secretary in private big organization. I am 5.8ft tall, sexy long legs, very fair look, long hair, dark eyes and sexy figure of 34-26-36 with Cup size “C”. My boss always praises me for my beauty and take maximum advantage to get the things done. It was during monsoon days. We...
“Rapier calling Victor’s Secret. Come in Grant.” “John?” Grant replied. “What’s going on?” “I’m in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop off some supplies for you.” “And what’s the Rapier?” “It’s Stiletto’s big brother. We also have Saber and Cutlass, along with the Big Daddy, Broadsword. They’re new gifts from Oscar.” “Any instructions or additional crew?” “Negative, so I guess we’ll have to train our own. They do have one great feature ... if push came to shove, on all but Broadsword,...
When he came home from the orgy, Brad was feebly trying to make it up the stairs through the darkened house to his room when he heard faint noises coming from his sister Kelly’s room. He cracked her door open a slit to see what was going on with his sister. Speaking of slits, he couldn’t believe his eyes. In the faint moonlight from the window, he could see her with legs spread wide, trying to jam Mr. Fleece, her teddy bear, as tightly as possible against her pussy and moaning as lewdly as...
'Here I am,' you think. You are Valerie, an intrepid young woman with an adventurous streak and a taste for danger. After downing a few ales in the port-city of Rustil, you overheard a band of unsavoury pirates mention a so-called Island of Domination. Normally, you'd be inclined to ignore such talk as the addled talk of drunken sailors, but the way they had hushed their voices and spoken of the place in such reverence caught your attention. A few leads later, you had secured passage on a ship...
“That will be $300.00 and 20 strokes with the paddle,” the judge declared as I pled guilty to having lapsed vehicle registration and expired insurance. The Southern City Police Department’s “deterrence” policy now added bare bottom spankings for minor infractions. The highly controversial program, which was only in effect for two weeks, seemed to have an immediate positive impact, according to the news. I was about to find out first-hand what that impact would be for me. After paying my fine,...
I. Colt pulled off the highway to the rest stop. He looked over at Brandy and saw a grin on her face. He knew she had been eyeing his hard-on for the last hour and she probably thought it was for her. "A lot she knew," he mumbled and then turned around to look at his naked step-sister. Sheri was fingering herself nonstop. The scent of her sex played on him like an aphrodisiac. Colt was momentarily distracted by Brandy who seemed to be reacting to Sheri's display as well. He pushed...
So I drove to a remote spot where the snow had melted being still in early March with winter still around, left on a pop music station on the radio and enjoyed the heater as we kissed passionately helping our bodies warm up, Rowena sucking my tongue like I hoped she,d Soon be sucking on my rock hard cock. To prove her point she squeezed my dick “All our kissing sure gets This hard, doesn,t it?” “No babe You get it hard just being near me.” I told her. “That,s the first thing I noticed about you...
A Business Trip By SONIA E-mail [email protected] (Please send comments, favourite pictures etc.!!!) Chapter 1 - The Meeting I have been dressing up as a woman or just enjoying wearing panties for quite a while and this has made my sex life with my wife, Sally Anne, almost too amazing to believe. I did not dress up very often, normally about once or twice a month but when I did I loved it! I had to attend a meeting on a Friday that was to start at lunch time...