Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 49

Annie had never imagined such lust, such abandon. She was a purely sexual being now. A mass of desire and need so that she almost forgot about Aaron and even the toy in her bum as her body responded perfectly to the abuse of her holes.

As Mother Mary rammed the dong deeper, Annie could not help grunting at the burning it caused. But even that would not convince her to ask for mercy. Her sphincters began to open and Mary began to ram faster and deeper. Wrapped tight around her husband's dick, Annie began to slip into delirium as the sharp discomfort in her rear passage turned into the most ecstatic feeling.

"She loves it in both holes," Mary grunted to the husband as she rammed harder into poor Annie.

"I didn't know she was such a slut," he confessed, all the while trying to match his own thrusting to that of the nun's.

Mary answered by driving the dong full-length into Annie's married rear passage. Even the pain of that cruel thrust added to the wondrous sensations. Every sound from Annie's mouth now was about pure lust and ecstasy. Stuck between the others, she had lost the power of speech. In the middle of a two-hole fuck she was a sloppy mess. She surrendered herself completely and the groans and cries of her almost limitless orgasms resounded through the room.

It was only Mother Mary, experienced and wise, who knew to end the thrill ride before real damage was done to Annie and her delicate anal passage. Gradually she slowed her thrusting, pleased to rest herself from the exertion of screwing Annie's rectum. She noted that Annie, too, had slowed even though the husband continued to thrust his straining dick into his wife's cunt.

Withdrawing completely, Mary was pleased to see a nice, tight opening in Mary's anus -- a dark "O-shaped" gap that would close in moments now that the fucking was done. But Mary already knew that Annie was capable of accepting larger objects in her bum. This had been an extra special fuck because she'd been double penetrated and been fucked at the same time by both her husband and the dirty, older nun.

Annie was exhausted and could not help herself rolling off Aaron's still hard dick. She was panting heavily and still seemingly unable to speak. The nun saw the way the collar pulled tight around Annie's neck and quickly released the leash. And she spared a thought for Aaron who still was holding off his own release.

"Do you want to give your wife your cum?" Mary murmured to him.

"I'd happily fuck a nun," he offered with a naughty grin.

But Annie had heard them through her haze. She knew that the nun had the better idea. She loved her husband passionately. She knew, too, that he'd withheld his own pleasure so as to give his best to the women.

"Cum on my face," she panted to him. "Let me finish you."

The wife wanted to show her pride in Aaron. At the same time she was eager for Mother Mary to see how eagerly they both embraced the Gift. Annie had been thrilled to explore the once "dirty" pleasure of receiving Aaron's semen on her body or her face.

Mother Mary agreed that was a perfect finale. She removed Aaron's collar ss Annie slipped to her knees on the floor. His cock was still hard and slick with his wife's cunt juice. The nun felt her own small thrill as Aaron stood in front of his kneeling wife with his cock ready to explode.

Annie wasted no time in wrapping a hand around the throbbing shaft. Lubed as he was, with her own wetness, she started working her hand up and down his length. It was an act of love as much as rude lust. Her eyes were afire as she waited for that special moment, squeezing him just right as she tried to quicken her stroke. She heard him groan and grunt as his climax finally was allowed to build. Annie shuffled closer, knowing he was only moments away.

"Shoot it all on my face," she moaned to him. "Give me your cum."

With a grin, still working her hand fast, she let her mouth open in case she might catch some of his precious fluid. Her timing was good since Aaron truly could not hold-off for another second.

"Aah, fuck... fuck..." he cried out as the first blast of cum flew onto his wife's sweet face.

Annie did not move an inch except to keep on stroking his manhood. Again and again her husband spurted white semen from his dick, emptying his balls and sending it rocketing against her face. She was thrilled to catch it all. It seemed there might be an endless supply. It was a delight when some of it splashed into her hair. Jerking his cock affected his aim but Annie was more than pleased to have hot cum splattering on her cheeks, her forehead, her hair and especially into her mouth.

The little wife did not stop jerking Aaron's cock till she'd extracted all his cum, giggling at the warm, sticky covering she had received. With her tongue she savoured the wads that had landed on her lips and in her mouth. Then she bent forward, carefully taking his cock into her mouth to clean him. For the wife this was as much about the loving part of the Gift as her desire for a last taste. Her reverie was only interrupted when Mother Mary brought some wipes to finally clean her face of cum -- it would not do to drive home while coated in semen.

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Mother Mary was a natural choice to introduce the Reeds to the Gift. As much as a boss, she was a leader and teacher. Those were critical skills in leading the Order of the Mount -- quite apart from introducing nuns and others to the pleasure that god had made for them to enjoy.

As usual, the visit by the Reeds had not fully sated the desires of the horny older nun. A meeting with Annie alone was definitely in her plans. That would be much better for ensuring Mary got her share of the orgasmic bliss. And there were other lesbian arts that she suspected Annie would be keen to explore. The idea of sitting on the sweet little wife's face appealed to the nun very much.

Before that, however, she had some special Gift-sharing planned for the next weekend. Herself and two other nuns had promised to entertain Mr Watson. He really was that important to the Order and its continued works for the poor. And that massive dick of his was sure to be enough to pleasure all three women. Mother Mary grinned at the thought of him trying to force himself into her backside.

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Sister Claire was oblivious to those going-ons back home. And that she had other things on her mind.

A visit to the Mayor's office could not be avoided. Not least since he was the brother-in-law of Paola. It was best to establish good relations with all the key members of family since it appeared they did not approve of Father Filippo. Claire had assumed it would be a goodwill visit. Paola was in charge even if it was the mayor who would sign the final approval. But she'd been unprepared for what the Mayor had in mind.

"What a beauty you are," he'd told her as she had entered his office. "Not like the old nuns."

Sister Claire had smiled at the compliment but been a little concerned. It had been obvious from the start that the Mayor liked to use his power. She remembered that he was the man to whom Paola had given her virginity. But the Mayor was like his brother and had learned to bend to Paola's will. Claire did not know what the rules were. What would Paola expect of her?

The Mayor certainly had not been shy about exposing his healthy-sized manhood -- not even to a nun. Claire supposed that her reputation had preceded her. What did that mean? She thought to avert her eyes. But Paola had probably told the Mayor all about the new nun. And it was a nice-looking cock -- she guessed seven inches and not too thick.

"You like this." It had not been a question. "Paola tells me you are naughty nun."

When he'd beckoned for her to walk around the desk, closer to him, Claire had complied. The Mayor was not a handsome man by any means. Claire had felt uncomfortable about the idea of sucking a man she'd only just met. Wasn't it the same as Mr Watson who'd asked for a headjob in his car? But he was a member of the secret society.

Was the Mayor a case of fucking for Jesus? Her assignment, and her loyalty to her Order, compelled the young nun to obey his wishes. Besides, his cock was exposed and seemingly growing in size and that was enough reason for her. Wanting to please, wanting to make Paola happy -- not to mention the Mayor -- she'd gone to her knees and gently begun to suck on his pride and joy.

He'd felt good in her mouth but she was still unsure. Then he had groaned softly and put one hand on the back of her head to press her deeper. The Mayor was enjoying her mouth. And, of course, that was the point of the Gift. At that moment Claire had decided that her responsibility was to give the best headjob that she could. And she'd sucked him almost lovingly, feeling his ridges against her tongue and the way he throbbed as she swirled it over his shaft.