Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 63

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Lillian's head was spinning after her experience with Mrs Evers. It had been exciting and wonderful. And liberating -- at last Lillian had found other people who had the same wicked, unclean thoughts as her. But she still could not believe that the Order of the Mount would want her to behave in that way. Carnal sin was a ticket to Hell. Lillian was sure of that. Mother Ignatius herself had interrogated Lillian about her earlier sexual exploration. She was sure, however, that she'd totally misinterpreted that conversation. Nuns could not act like that.

It was fortunate that Sister Agatha had spoken to Lillian the very next day. She understood the dangers of leaving the novice to her own thoughts. Lillian might do something rash like go to confession and inform a priest against the Order. She had arranged to meet Lillian in a coffee shop near the convent.

"I know what you are experiencing," said Agatha. "I was in the same position as you. But the Order showed me the truth about the Gift. And I realised it was the best way for me to serve the Order and to help carry out its mission."

Agatha was well acquainted with the ways of the secret inner circle. She was in her early 30s and quite attractive -- long brown hair with a perky bottom and full, C-cup breasts. The Order had made good use of Sister Agatha to win new friends and reward its allies.

Lillian listened, incredulous, as Agatha explained the Gift -- the truth that sexual pleasure was intended by god and that the Order, or at least its secret inner circle, believed that it was more sinful not to make use of sex to support and expand its work for the poor and oppressed.

"There are rules," explained Sister Agatha. "If you take this path, you must obey those rules. The same as any nun in our Order must obey the commands of her superiors."

"I am terrified," confessed Lillian. "Yesterday, with Mrs Evers, was so intense and so deep. It feels like I am being led into a world of sin."

"The Gift can feel like that. It is intense. But the Gift is a very personal way to serve our Order. Mrs Evers was following the commands of our Order. We want you to join us. We can see your wonderful capability to help our Order in the best way."

Lillian's head spun some more. But her heart was swelling at the same time. The encouragement from Sister Agatha, and from Sister Ignatius, made her feel as if she was walking on clouds. A small tear ran down her cheek as she contemplated her ascension into the inner circle of her chosen Order.

"You don't have to choose this path," Agatha assured her. "It is not always easy. But you are free to choose to stay on your original path -- without the Gift. You can become an ordinary nun like many of our sisters and all this will remain a secret. No-one will ever know about any sins on your part."

"How?..." was Lillian's question.

"I cannot tell you more about our ways. You must first choose to join the inner sanctum. You have one week to decide."

Lillian nodded, still bewildered. But she readily agreed when Sister Agatha suggested that they move the conversation back to the nun's apartment. It was close by and suddenly tiny Lillian felt the need for support and protection. She was also impressed by the lovely apartment building where Sister Agatha lived. Was the nun due such a fine place because of the inner circle or because she was a teacher at the convent?

Such thought disappeared as soon as Lillian entered the apartment and saw that the plush sofa was occupied by a man -- a priest.

"Don't panic," said Agatha gently. "This is Father Michael. He knows about the Gift and about the secret ways of our Order. You might say he is one of our important supporters."

The priest gave a warm smile and took Lillian's hand, guiding her to sit beside him. That barely calmed Lillian who had hoped for privacy with another woman. She had not yet guessed that all of this was also part of the plan or her to embrace the Gift.

"You remember," said Agatha, "I told you that we have strict rules in relation to the Gift? Devotion and obedience are even more important if you choose to join us. As are humility and sacrifice. Let me show you."

Lillian almost leapt of the sofa when she realised that the dirty priest was unbuttoning his trousers. Sister Agatha quickly placed her hands on the novice's shoulders.

"No. You need to understand the Gift. Before you make your choice. Mrs Evers was one form of the Gift. Father Michael is another."

The young novice could see that the priest had his cock out in the open. This man was a priest and yet so easily exposed himself. He was in his forties but she thought of him as a dirty old man. Especially since he clearly was fully erect.

"I know that you are a virgin," said Agatha, calmly. "At least when it comes to men. But the Order wants you to share the Gift with Father Michael -- using your mouth. You must suck his cock."

Already, Agatha was forcing Lillian to her knees between the legs of the naughty priest. The novice was a little afraid but she could not wrench her eyes from the man's tool. Lillian found it slightly repulsive, seeing that it was hard and thick. She'd never touched one but understood the basic mechanics of what was required. And there was no mistaking the gentle pressure from Agatha's hand on the back of her head.

"Our Order will share the Gift with you. But it requires obedience and devotion. Take his cock into your mouth."

Lillian's first reaction was revulsion. A nun was forcing her to commit a sin? She'd never touched a penis and now this one was touching her lips. Why would any man want to put his thing into her mouth? How could a priest behave in so lewd a manner? Did he not care about sin? She was relieved that the hard shaft tasted quite OK. It was warm and hard and somehow it fit into her small mouth. Lillian had no idea that the priest possessed only an average-sized dick. She heard Father Michael groan and already hated him. But then she felt him twitch in her young mouth. Instinctively, Lillian knew that he was responding to her mouth and that she could control his reactions.

"Close your lips," came the advice from behind. "Nice and firm... yes, hold him like that while you suck... just a little."

Lillian did her best to comply, unsure of the intricacies of cock-sucking. She felt overwhelmed by it all yet, somehow, it seemed more important to perform well for Sister Agatha. And she could not ignore that the priest was enjoying having his dick in her mouth. The other woman had a firm grip on Lillian's head and began to move her mouth along the hard shaft. The novice had always assumed that giving head would be awful and foul. In reality the worst of it was that she was being forced.

"Yes, lips nice and firm... hold that... a little deeper and faster now..."

The nun was providing a steady rhythm as she pushed and pulled Lillian, driving the priest's swollen cock between her lips. The novice understood that she was being used sexually but she had no choice in the matter. But fellatio was not so bad, after all. Lillian guessed at the danger of being choked by his prick. Perhaps it was best to be taught like this. And the man's sounds were intriguing.

"This one is a natural with the Gift," he moaned to Sister Agatha.

"You see?" she murmured in Lillian's ear. "Sharing the Gift is another way to serve."

Lillian brightened at hearing such praise. She was desperate to be a good nun. Of course, the dirty priest was thrilled at being the first for the young lesbian. But she felt pride that her mouth could be used to elicit such sounds of pleasure, even from a man. She did her best to maintain a good pressure with her lips as Agatha continued to force her head back and forth along the priest's erect cock. It wasn't long before she could feel the tiny thrusts of his hips as he started to fuck her sweet Asian mouth. But how long should it take to complete the act of sucking a penis?

"She's young," said Sister Agatha to the priest. "Don't take too long."

"Any moment now," groaned Father Michael as he watched those soft, young lips wrapping around his aching cock.

"The Father will cum in your mouth," whispered Agatha into the ear of the novice. "Swallow everything so that you don't choke."

A priest cumming in her mouth? What could be more sinful? Agatha shoved Lillian's mouth still deeper and harder onto the priest's throbbing sceptre. His reaction was immediate.

"Fuck... cumming... take the Gift, young one..."

Lillian felt the throb of his shaft and was shocked by the sudden spurt of warm liquid into her mouth. She had a sudden fear of being overwhelmed by the volume but kept her poise, swallowing hard - just in time for the next pulse and the following spurt of warm, salty semen into her mouth. She found it repulsive to be given a man's seed like that but Agatha forced her head down, keeping her in place as Father Michael emptied his priestly balls into her young mouth. Lillian was trapped but it was obvious that the priest was enjoying the Gift. She remembered the command to obey, swallowing each spurt of fluid, holding the throbbing cock between her lips until she sensed that the priest was done. Lillian noted that the taste of warm semen had been better than she'd imagined.

"Good girl," whispered Agatha into her ear. "You swallowed the whole load. Another way to share the Gift."

Lillian felt dirty and used but triumphant all the same. She didn't like men or their bodies. Was it different since he was a man of the church? But there was pride in knowing that her first attempt at cock-sucking had been successful. More important to Lillian was to have gained the approval of Sister Agatha. She was a high-achiever and it felt good to hear the words of praise. After all, this might be the price of the Gift and of being admitted to the inner circle.

"You certainly have a talent for the Gift, young lady," said Father Michael as he fixed his trousers. "Thank you for a wonderful experience."

"You were wonderful," repeated Agatha after the priest had left her apartment. "And now you can see that the Gift is something that is meant for us to use. Always remember that we have rules and obeying those rules will keep you away from sin."

Lillian knew that she'd been forced to suck the priest because the Order of the Mount wanted it. And she was beginning to understand the point about sin. It was just as Sister Agatha had said -- there could be no sin in sharing the intense pleasure that their bodies were made to experience.

"You've only a few days left before you must choose," said Agatha softly. "Till then, you still have a little freedom." The nun turned towards her bedroom. "I am not permitted to seduce you. But you can choose to come to my bed now and I will teach you everything you want to know."

Sweet, young Lillian felt a sudden attraction to Agatha as she watched her lithe, still youthful body moving across the apartment. The novice did not hesitate to follow. The two women stayed in Agatha's bed all night, sucking and fucking into the early hours as Lillian finally was permitted to explore a woman's body -- and to learn what her own body could do during intense sex play.

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