A Nun's Story - S01 E119

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A Nun's Story - S01 E119

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Sister Claire was certain that she was the horniest and most sexually needy member of the Order of the Mount. Some of her sisters in the Order were also intimately acquainted with the Gift -- the liberal partaking of sexual pleasure which supposedly was done only for the benefit of the Order and its good works. And those in the inner circle of the Order had organised many ways to pleasure themselves. It just made sense to use their sexual energy to win favours with important and powerful allies. Nuns like Claire could be rewarded with any number of sexual adventures with important outsiders.

Which made it all the more cruel that she'd been assigned to this foreign posting for an entire year. Claire understood that it was necessary. The Order took seriously its role in helping the downtrodden of the world. She knew the story of how that mission had led to the nuns in centuries past discovering of the value of the Gift. Select members of the Order had been "fucking for Jesus" ever since. It was impossible, though, to think only of her mission when her carnal urges were so powerful.

She was assigned to a remote village in another country. The people were subsistence farmers and her role was to assist them to engage with the outside world -- the traders beyond the mountain pass who would take advantage of the poor villagers but think twice about trying to rip-off a nun.

It was a worthy task she'd been given. And Claire knew that it had been a reward to help prepare for her for a more senior role in the Order. That would be a role where she had eve more opportunities to share the Gift. Just as was the case for her supervisor, Sister Teresa. And the head of the Order, Mother Mary, who seemed able to fuck whoever and whenever she wished.

All the same, there was so little to distract Claire from her urges. On her previous posting, Claire had enjoyed the company of the wonderful Father Filippo. With his lovely tanned body and that wonderful, manly cock. How she longed for the horny priest and his preference for languid anal fucking in the open air. Filippo was usually in her thoughts at night when her lust became too much to resist. But this village had no church to help repair. No local big-wigs to fuck in exchange for their support. No local mayor or police chief who was randy enough to screw even a nun.

She masturbated daily -- sometimes twice a day. A lovely, wooden hip-knob had proven her best friend in that regard. Still attached to part of the original back post from an old chair, the smooth wood was used in her cunt whenever she needed a cock substitute. She'd wondered if it had been left there by a previous visitor from her Order. Or whether a villager somehow had anticipated that a woman might need such an object. She enjoyed imagining it was Filippo - or perhaps Father John or even the impressive Mr Watson.

Such measures had become vitally important given the length of her time in the village. The plan had been to visit home at three-month intervals. Claire had assumed those short breaks would give her the opportunity to enjoy some cock. She'd hoped to be fucked until she was unable to walk.

But three months had turned into almost six. At first, the mountain pass had been blocked by landslips. Then the airstrip had been declared unsafe for flying. So masturbation had been her saviour.

She was grateful for emails from home -- when reception was available through the satellite link. Sister Edith had been keen to stay in contact. The younger nun had been thankful for support once her secret had been discovered and she'd been introduced to the inner circle of their Order. And Claire was pleased that Edith's progress had continued smoothly. Using well-worn methods, the senior nuns were preparing her to use the Gift as a full-fledged member of the Order of the Mount. But those damn emails and the detailed re-telling of Edith's sexual journey did not make Claire any less horny and desperate.

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