Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 30

The Monsignor groaned loudly each time the nuns swapped his cock between their mouths. Once this would have been a mortal sin but these wicked nuns had convinced him otherwise. The two warm mouths around his shaft were proof enough. It seemed both were expert at their craft. And Mother Mary's slender fingers were feeling exquisite on his ball sack.

"You've learned well, it seems," he grunted to Claire, forgetting that she had not relied on the Order of the Mount for all her sexual experience.

Of course it was no more than he was owed, as Monsignor and friend of the Order of the Mount. In times past the Church had taken tributes of all kind. The mouths and the bodies of these nuns were no different for a man in his position. But Davis had learned to be greedy. He placed a hand on the back of Claire's head. With a little pressure he forced her deeper, driving more of his length into her warm mouth.

Mother Mary understood his signal. The senior man wanted to make full use of the younger mouth. She climbed onto the large sofa and lay back with her shaven cunt pointing to the Monsignor. As Claire continued to devour his cock, he sat back on the sofa, his trousers around his ankles and his cock still filling the mouth of the pretty young nun. Beside him, the older nun spread her pale thighs to give Davis a clear view of her shaven cunt. Listening to his moans and the slobbering sounds from Sister Claire, she reached down and let him watch as she spread her long cunt flaps.

It was lucky that the Order of the Mount had given Monsignor Davis plenty of sexual experience. The nuns were sluts, he knew, in the best sense of that word. And their passion was infectious. Mother Isabelle had been able to make his cock explode in minutes. But he'd learned to control himself and to improve his stamina. He knew that was what lay men did to become satisfying lovers. It wasn't easy, though, as he watched Mary finger herself while the young Sister Claire swallowed three quarters of his length.

"This one knows the Gift as well as any of your charges," he complimented Mother Mary as she stuffed two fingers into her cunt.

Claire enjoyed hearing such praise. The pretty young nun was anxious to prove her worthiness for the new life her sisters had revealed to her. She gripped the base of his shaft and slid her other hand to his hairy ballsack. That brought still more groans of delight from the Monsignor. He was no longer sure where to look. But he knew that such pleasure truly was a Gift from god. No mortal male could resist the delights these two naughty nuns were providing.

"Swap now," he ordered the women. "I want more of the young sister."

Following Mary's gestures, Sister Claire took position on the lounge. She was kneeling side-on to the Monsignor, her body taking up the space beside him. Hunched over the seated priest, she took his cock back in her mouth. The Monsignor took his further pleasure, reaching out to grab at her juicy tits and squeeze them as he moaned at her oral skills. Her young, nubile body was irresistible. And he had Mother Mary to thank for bringing him a series of such women.

Mary was extra turned-on and ready for more. She stood beside Monsignor Davis, bent at the waist with hands on knees and legs apart. The senior man was forcing Claire's mouth down onto his shaft. And now her boss was offering her holes to the Monsignor. Mary's cunt was already wet and she made her own quiet sound of relief as the older priest roughly jammed two fingers into her.

Davis knew that Mother Mary liked it rough and there was no better way to show who was in charge. And he knew well that the dirty nun loved anal. Forcing Claire further down his shaft, the Monsignor jammed his thumb into the tight, warm passage of the Mother Mary. She moaned in response at the sudden intrusion. Rough anal was as good for her as the other kind. His desire was obvious and Mary knew that soon she'd see his cock stretching Clair's young little hole. It seemed that Monsignor Davis was reading her mind.

"Better prepare her," he groaned to Mary as the younger nun almost choked on his thrusting cock.

At first, Davis had wondered why his predecessor had chosen to have a large sofa in his office. Mother Isabelle had quickly demonstrated its true purpose. He only ever used it for meetings with nuns from the Order of the Mount. It was risky to have too many visits from young nuns at his official residence. But no-one would ever suspect the real purpose of the appointments that Mother Mary made regularly for her and some of her charges.

Now Mary got behind Sister Claire. Gently she pulled the young arse cheeks apart. The wetness in Claire's hole was obvious and her lips were nicely flared. Mary always enjoyed preparing the younger ones for the lascivious Monsignor Davis. And Claire was already aroused by her act of devotion - not to mention the thought pf being arse-fucked while her boss urged her on.

The older nun slowly licked Claire, drawing her tongue from the hardened clit though the steaming slit and up to the puckered, brown hole. Claire groaned perfectly, grateful for the extra relief as the Monsignor continued to use her mouth roughly. Mary licked her again, followed by two fingers pressed into Claire's cunt. She let her tongue come to rest on the other woman's anus. Mother Mary was a perverted lover and she always enjoyed licking a woman's butt hole to make it soft and pliant, ready to be stretched. Slowly finger-fucking Claire's cunt, she pressed the tip of her tongue against that small opening and began to make it ready for the hard cock that would follow.

To Be Continued.