Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 25

Now she was to give herself to the Monsignor. It turned her on just to think about that. Even better, the act would mark her full initiation into the hidden inner circle. Claire was thinking all of this as she walked onto the city street. She'd just finished a meeting about a new project the Order wanted to launch. Her university training was very useful to the Order of the Mount. She had to make her way across town to the Order's office and her thoughts were once again moving to sex.

She was surprised to hear a voice that she recognised was Mr Bob Watson. He'd had his own meeting nearby and their encounter was sheer accident. But he was a nice enough man and Claire knew he was important to the Order.

"Let me give you a lift," he said generously. "I have to go that way. And my car is nearby."

Bob Watson thought the nun was a rather pretty woman. She had those freckles and a nice shape. Claire was oblivious to that but had no reason to refuse the invitation. She walked beside Mr Watson as they made small talk. He was a big man and Claire felt almost tiny beside him. The conversation was pleasant. Mostly he seemed curious about her day-to-day life as a nun.

"You must enjoy your life as a nun?"

"Oh, I do Mr Watson. We give so much to people in need."

Sister Claire already knew that Mr Watson owned a large, expensive car and was looking forward to a ride in luxury. Despite her state, she'd even managed to forget about Mr Watson's massive dick. He'd been right and it was a short walk till they reached the carpark. Being the middle of the day there was almost no-one else to be seen.

"And how do you enjoy your other duties?" he asked quietly.

Claire thought she must have misheard Mr Watson.

"Your special duties," he prompted. "The sisters of the Order give so much to a man like me."

"Ummm... well... "

Claire looked around nervously. She'd never discussed the Gift with someone outside the secret circle. Except Father John. And Doctor Gary. And Mr Watson knew only too well. But they were in a public place and surely the risk was great.

"Ummm... it's a special thing," she finally got out. "A special privilege. It's a great honour, I suppose. And a most important secret," she reminded Mr Watson as she blushed furiously.

"I was hoping you would give me something right now," he said with a wicked grin. "What do you think?"

Claire was shocked by the casual approach. But Mr Watson enjoyed the sexual escapades of the nuns. That was how she had been introduced to him in the first place. Sister Teresa had arranged all her sexual activities until now. So it seemed dirty and wrong to be asked in a place like this. Though Claire was sure it could not really be wrong. She remembered her horny state. She remembered Mr Watson's huge organ. Was it permitted in a public place? What were the rules? Claire knew she would not refuse this important man even if it meant penance afterwards.

Bob Watson was already opening the door of his car. With a gentle wave he motioned Claire to sit inside. She had never done anything in car beyond some kissing. She'd thought it cheap and slutty to have sex like that. But Claire obeyed with a shy smile, taking position on the soft leather seat.

She glanced around with concern as Mr Watson got into the other side of the car. Surely someone would come along to discover them? But Bob Watson wasn't concerned about that. And he figured he didn't need to wait for the young nun to agree to giving him some fun. He was already undoing his trousers.

That huge cock was already more than half erect. Claire was still fearful but couldn't take her eyes off it. Her first time with Mr Watson, she had been shy and nervous. To have sex as a nun! She'd been so worried about letting down Sister Teresa. But now she had some experience. Teresa and John and the doctor had seen to that.

And Mr Watson had the biggest cock she had ever seen. She would not deny such an important man. Claire had always loved cocks. Enough that some had gotten her into trouble. Her desires had led to the shameful act that had convinced her to enter the Order. But the other nuns had shown her that cocks were a wonderful part of god's creation. All the more reason to give some of the incredible gift to this one.

Claire's hand was already reaching out to the stiffening shaft. Unable to stop herself, she felt her fingers curl around the huge meat. It was impressive, powerful even. It made her hand look small. How could any woman take such a thing into their holes - cunt and arse? Already she was stroking it, loving it. Mr Watson was rather handsome. But his dick was something else. Her hand barely fit around his girth as it grew under her touch. The thick veins were fascinating. The head was spongy compared to the hardness of the shaft. Claire had waited so long for a cock as impressive as this.

The businessman was moaning softly. Almost a growl.

"You nuns have the best hands," he muttered.

How easily she had let him proposition her. She'd once thought such behavior to be the mark of a slut - a woman of low morals. The Order of the Mount had shown her different. The swelling cock demanded her attention. It was in her nature to want to give the Gift to others. Claire gripped the huge rod a little tighter. Mr Watson was a man, a man with needs. And he was fully hard and throbbing in her hand. It was instinctive to slip her other hand down and cup the big, hairy balls