Nurturing Nubile NovicesChapter 8 Balling Busty Bonny
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Brother John had been misled about Nancy's actions with buxom, young Bonny. She had in fact been seen in Bonny's bed but it was during the younger girl's monthly period and she had accomplished nothing more than some warm, friendly cuddling. Now however, after her thorough introduction to male-female sex she still wanted to sample the younger girl's fleshy charms.
Nancy had taken Bonny to the gardener's cottage right after 'lights out' and as soon as they were in the cozy, little hideaway she'd kissed her. The girl's full-lipped mouth had parted readily to admit her plundering tongue and the older girl wondered if another had already been sampling this one's ample charms.
"Excuse me Nancy," Bonny had whispered, "I need to go to the bathroom." She got up, went down the short hallway and closed the door to the little bathroom. She had an idea of what Nancy had in mind and the idea made her warm inside. Only two nights ago she had been here with the young nun, Sister Lisa and her ministrations, under the guise of saving her from less religious females, had been intensely pleasurable. After she peed and dried herself she wet a fingertip in her mouth and touched her love button. Bonny's caresses increased the heat in her belly, her juices flowing, her now swollen nether lips hungry. She spread her thighs a little wider, her love bud lengthening in its nest. Her fingers played in the medium-brown patch of gently curled hair which barely covered her vulva. She pressed her thumbs together above her sparsely covered mound and pushed downward. Her bud stood out straighter, her frilly inner lips opening. She moved her thumbs up and down in the caressing nest.
Desire filled the young virgin like a hollow in her loins. She rocked her hips forward, sliding to the front edge of the toilet seat. She kicked the panties off her legs and spread her knees yet further. Her thigh muscles tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed. Her flexing fingers milked at her hot delta of flesh, drawing waves of heat from her inner needs. She inserted a finger, then two, and worked them in and out, trying to console her agonized need. Then she began to walk them around inside herself. She began to mewl softly. Her other hand joined the first, rubbing at the frilly inner lips, teasing the bud which sent such intense chills and warm fires in her belly.
"I better see if she's okay." Nancy got up and walked to the closed bathroom door, and listened a moment. She heard a soft moan from within.
Bonny's hands were working a dance on her soft wet flesh, her little moans becoming audible. She flung her knees wide, pressing a third finger into play. She clawed at her inner softness, her other hand gripping the top of her pussy, twisting and sliding against her erect button. Shocking heat speared through her. Her ass bounced on the toilet rim.
"Bonny?"
No answer.
Bonny's mouth was open in a grimace, her head tossing from side to side, her three fingers buried to the second knuckle, her left hand massaging a breast.
Nancy hesitated a moment, then opened the door. Nancy stood a moment in the doorway. Bonny turned three shades of purple, returning to the world, and began to cover herself.
"Oh, sweetie, don't stop. Finish what you started."
Bonny's hands really didn't want to leave their work, and after a moment resumed their clawing. Nancy watched, her own fires warming. She softly entered the room, and sat on the little stool next to Bonny.
"Oh yes Bonny. You're so sweet," The older girl leaned forward a bit, until her lips just brushed those of her younger classmate. Her tongue darted out to push against Bonny's soft red lips while the younger girl's hands worked the puffy lips back and forth, the other once more plunged in, wriggling at the hot flesh of the front wall of her canal.
Puppetlike and without removing her hand from her steamy pussy Bonny let the older girl lead her from the little bathroom to the bed in the adjoining room. The younger teen's full large breasts jiggled as they walked. Nancy's hands went to the twin globes and stroked them, rolling the nipples gently. She bent and darted her tongue over them.
As soon as Nancy eased the plump girl down onto the bed Bonny's hips began to buck, her moaning grew louder as her friend flicked her tongue over the hard-puckered tip of Bonny's nipple, while her hand joined Bonny's own, at first exploring, then massaging Bonny's erect love bud.
"Unn! ... Ohh! ... OOOOH!"
"Cum, little sweetie. Oh, yes, cum. You look so sexy when you're cumming!"
Bonny reached the heights. She tottered a moment, delightfully pausing at the brink of the precipice, then plunged headlong. Lightning and sparks went off in her body, her muscles jerked and spasmed, her round ass bumping on the seat. Her head was thrown back, her mouth open. The tight muscles forced her fingers half out of her body.
"OOOOOOOOHHH."
Skillfully playing the rhythm of Bonny's spasms, Nancy gently stroked her trigger, extending the awesome throes of Bonny's pleasure.
Slowly, the after- shocks eased, settling into a warm fuzzy glow. Nancy was enthralled, watching the younger girl. Her own love channel was flooded with the juices designed to facilitate such invasions as had occurred yesterday but at this moment it was Bonny, not Brother John that she desired.
"Kiss me again," Bonny murmured.
Eagerly, she did, and found a warm, wet tongue licking the corners of her mouth. Bonny's tongue answered. The younger girl's hands went out to Nancy's body, squeezing her large, firm breasts, savouring the contrast with her larger but much softer mammaries.
Both girls were now naked as they wrestled affectionately on the bed. Nancy stroked Bonny's back, running her hands up and down the girl's fat-padded spine. She reached lower and lower, finally stroking and squeezing the younger girl's large, rounded buttocks.
There was no doubt that Nancy was the 'in charge' person as she drew the naked buxom girl on top of her equally naked body and she cupped her hands over Bonny's breasts as they hung down over her, and began to knead them, squeezing the warm flesh, rolling her large nipples in her fingers.
Bonny's hand strayed down Nancy's belly and she ran her fingers through the shock of curls adorning Nancy's no longer virgin pussy. Slowly she parted the fleshy folds and ran a finger in the valley between them, thrilling to the excitement of touching another girl.
She was the seducee, not the seducer but Bonny squirmed around, then sat up, working one of her legs under, the other over, Nancy's. Then she pressed forward, until her warm girl's lips were kissing the older girl's pulpy pussy. She maneuvered herself until her erect clit was pressing hotly against Nancy's, almost like a miniature penis. She ground her hips forward, the heat rising once more. She pushed her index finger down so that it touched both their triggers, and then pumped it up and down.
Nancy thrust her hips forward and up, raising the pressure, pressing her own lengthening clit against the buxom virgin's. The feel of the hot pressure on her sensitive vulva brought back the vivid memory of being filled by the monk's mammoth organ and she pushed harder as if trying to duplicate the glorious sensations. The two girl's writhed and squirmed, finding the right angle, pressing. Their wet warmth bumped and ground together, kissing and sucking against each other like two hungry mouths, their hands squeezing each other's breasts, pulling each others nipples. Bonny's nearly hairless twat was mashed hotly against Nancy's cuntal curks as their writhing bodies sought release, their two erect clits straining against each other.
.Nancy had begun to cum. Her stomach muscles knotted, little beads of sweat grew from her skin, her areola grew so they looked ready to burst. "MMmnnMMAAH!"
In the next moment, Bonny, too, went over, plunging into the furnace once more. Her virgin cuntlips clamped and released as her sphincters went into spasms, rubbing more fiercely against her slender partner's.
"OHHH ... UNGHH ... AHH."
Bonny collapsed over the older girl's body. They twined their arms and legs about each other, squirming in their after- shocks.
"Ohh. Nice," Nancy breathed. "But I still want. Oohh. I want something in me.
"Have you ever done it, Nancy? With a guy?"
"Hee hee. Yesterday Bonny. Brother John was s'posed to punish me coz they thought I'd done this to you. Isn't that funny?"
"What was it like?"
"Uh ... it was scary and it hurt something awful at first. But then it was better than anything. He made me promise not to do this again but since I was being punished for doin' you it seems to me it's fair that I get to do you. And I like it Bonny. Maybe we can sleep together now only we gotta be more quiet."
Brother John was charged with the duty of making a nightly patrol of the convent grounds and as he neared the gardener's cottage he heard sounds that warranted closer investigation.
There was a clear sky with a full moon but it was still quite dark on the entrance side of the cottage. Brother John stumbled over the door sill but then he could hear what sounded like sobbing from one of the two little bedrooms. He moved fifteen feet down the hallway to the open door of the nearest bedroom.
The bedroom was on the bright side of the cottage and it was flooded with moonlight. On the bed he saw the two naked teenagers and he immediately recognized Nancy, the girl he'd deflowered yesterday. The other big ass he saw was the younger girl Bonny and he was instantly angry that Nancy had defied his order to stay away from the buxom teen. He was also instantly erect, his huge, unruly organ seeming to scent the proximity of two hungry pussies. Silently, as the naked teens lay entwined on the bed he shrugged off his robe to stand equally naked with his mammoth tool standing out like a horizontal flagpole.
"You're disobeying me Nancy! I can see that you need more punishment.
"Oh! Brother John! Oh no!" Nancy's vocal expression of surprise and consternation drowned out her younger partner's whimper of fear.
"Get away from her, you harlot! Are trying to corrupt another innocent young girl? What is your name, my dear?" Brother John knew very well what Bonny's name was and she was one of the precociously developed schoolgirls in the convent he had been eyeing for such an opportunity as the one that Nancy had unwittingly provided.
"Uh ... Bonny, sir. I'm Bonny. Nancy never done this to me before," she added although she didn't know why. Maybe it was to protect her friend?
"Get off the bed and bend down Nancy," the Monk directed as he retrieved the sash of his robe from the floor. "Stand right there and bend and spread you legs and grab your ankles!"
With a submissive whimper the girl did as directed, her whole body cringing at the thought of the punishment she'd received yesterday. The round, white globes of her buttocks showed clearly in the moonlight and Bonny too cringed at the loud 'splattt' that sounded when the Monk gave a hard, openhanded slap on Nancy's ass.
"See what happens when you disobey my child," Brother John said threateningly as 'slaappp ... splatttt ... sllaappp' sounded in the little room. And then he was swinging knotted sash, sirecting the knotted end at the bending girl's bulging, vertically slitted vulva that was framed by the backs of her thighs.
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A few moments later, Tamsin was surprised when Charles came into her bedroom in the Admiral's suite. "What are you doing here? My father will be livid if he catches you," she whined. "No he won't. He knows I'm here," said Charles with a firmness he had not shown her before, "Put an abaya on and come with me." "Where are we going?" "You are moving in to my quarters, now," said her fiancé. "Who says?" she countered. "I do, and your father does." "Don't I get a say in...
Hi, I am back again with a new encounter with Sneha. I had moved to Bangalore a few months back and before that one of my friends has introduced Sneha to me. She is a doctor by profession and we spoke to each other on and off. It was almost 6 months that we had been speaking and we were quite frank with each other. One day Sneha calls in and says she broke up with her longtime boyfriend. It was really hard for her. She did try and cope up for almost 2 months but nothing worked. I was too sad to...
My name is Megan. I am a 35 year old single woman with a baby. Jenny was the perfect sitter. She went to a private school and always wore the plaid skirt and knee high nylons (I found it interesting that she wore knee high nylons and not socks like most girls). She always wore her dark brown hair in pigtails or a braid and her glasses made her look like a nerd or a geek, whatever term you prefer. Anyways, Jenny was in grade 12 and had turned 18 a couple months ago when I started noticing that...
LesbianI was young and nubile and also, this was the important part, longed for and loved orgasms and climaxes and all kinds of things like that which were a kind of ‘forbidden fruit.’ After all, I was not that old but my body was fully developed. Nice breasts, a slender waist and a pussy that wouldn’t stop wanting attention…not to mention anal…another joy. I was all systems “go” and systems were ready to go with any suggestion, or no suggestion at all. Then there was this young priest, Father...
The girl likes going to church and listening to Father K, but this time she wants more and stares at the priest. Father K's glance at the girl is longer than it should have been. After a few moments he quickly turns away from the girl's eyes. The girl looks back at him, at his long black gown, his face, his lips. Father K lets himself feel the pleasure of the situation, the pleasure of being watched by a vulnerable creature, something he does not normally do. He waits for the congregation to...
SpankingDear Ladies & Gentlemen. This is my first incident which I would be posting on the internet. I am from Bangalore running my own business, this is about a lady who is the wife of a priest in a temple right next to my office. It started about a few months back, she would glance at me whenever she would be at the temple and her house which was located in the temple compound. I did not bother much about it since I was married happily for over 10 years now but she continued this glances which soon...
(The studio is costing 140 dollars an hour. We’ve been here two days and so far we haven’t recorded a note. The drums are wrong, the ambiance is wrong, the fucking room is WRONG…) After another argument, I leave in a flutter of linen and leather, my hair dampening in the rain as I hail a cab. My hotel is four blocks away, but… Fuckit… I stop the cab at a store on the way. I arrive at your door unannounced. You look surprised. And pretty. I push the flowers and the wine I bought into your...
THE PRACTICE BED ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan March 2003The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ...
I was trying my best to just flow with it, not think too much. I always think too much. Feel, just feel. Breathe, that's the key thing. Be sure to keep breathing. In and out. Nice and easy and smooth. I could get through this.And don't look! I couldn't look. I will soon, I promised myself. But not yet. Breathe.I stood in our bedroom. My back to our bed. Eyes closed even though I'd just turned off the lights. Trying to keep myself under some kind of control as my husband caressed my shoulders,...
Hi! I am Toby. I have a full head of shoulder length, dark blonde and grey hair that I tie back. I am very slim, and very, very healthy. I always used to be quite healthy, but now I am unbelievably healthy, and very much into supplements. I am in my early fifties now. When I was in my early forties I had a very, very bad motorbike accident. I spent a few days in intensive care and a few days in hospital.Physically, I was fine, I had just suffered a massive bump on the head, which had resulted...
ExhibitionismA whole lot of good luck came showering down on my mom in one week, and some of it splattered onto me as well, making me feel very lucky and very happy. She went to work one Monday morning and by mid-afternoon she had in her possession a letter promoting her to a managerial position with a considerable hike in pay. Two days later one year’s retroactive pay of sixty percent was paid out to workers of her company following a two year dispute between the company and the representing union which...
Disclaimer: All people in this story are fictional and any resemblance to living people is a cryin' shame. It was created to be a pleasant fantasy. Bunk Beds: Chapter One By Isis Eris I was the fifth name on the lease; I was a last minute addition. The thing is that it's only a four bedroom apartment and I'm the fifth person - and the only guy. We figured that I could put some of my stuff in the living room and I could make my own little corner there so I could do stuff on my...