The Priest, the Nymph and the Convent

After my affair with Father Simonetti, my visits to the Parish House increased.
My parents were proud of their helpful and caring daughter, always encouraging me.
Father Simonetti had recovered the same day after our climb...
And what a climb!
One afternoon I received a message to go to the church.
Arriving there, I went to the room of Father Simonetti, who as soon as I entered got up from his chair and locked the door. My little girl wet already knowing that soon, soon that priest would turn me upside down. I stood in the middle of the room, coming from behind me, I felt his hands touching my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples ... his breath on my neck, his strategic poop already out of the cassock.
I opened my legs, leaning against the warm, strong body of Father Simonetti, and one of his hands lifted up my high school skirt, pulled down my panties, and I felt his hard, thick dick rubbing itself between my legs, that colossus of flesh coming and going.
I closed my eyes, my breathing gasped, I nibbled my lips full of excitement, I began to roll as I felt the priest's balls hitting my little bundle, the rubbing was so much that my cunt wet his dick... and I enjoyed the rubbing.
- Our...my hot high school girl...had fun eh...now how about relieving me??? - I turned my head towards him, looking into his eyes I lowered myself, took his thick, long penis and passed my tongue gently through the glans, feeling its texture, its smell, its taste.
I began to lick it all the way through, put my hands around it, licking and making back and forth movements with my hands... lowered my lips towards the balls... licked, licked, felt... gently, without hurry. I put it in my mouth, but it was so big and thick that my cheeks were full.
I sucked, I sucked, I laughed, faster, until I heard a grunt of pleasure, felt my pussy grow and shake, filling my mouth with milk...
- Ohhhhhhh what a delight, that mouth is wonderful!!!!- she hid her penis under her gown while I adjusted my clothes and panties.
- Ayeska, you will go with me to the Convent of the Sacred Heart, the Mother Superior there and her assistant are my friends and they want to meet you, my little horny one.
And there we went, to the Convent of the Sisters of the Sacred Heart, the convent was outside the city, on a hill, it was very beautiful.
When I got there, I noticed that many nuns looked at Father Simonetti, some blushed and others laughed.
"That priest should have eaten all the nuns, I thought, with the fire he had".
Father Simonetti stood in front of a huge wooden door and without knocking he was already entering and to my surprise he laughed at the scene we saw. A woman of about 45 years, beautiful, tall, strong body, large and steep breasts, white, was putting a rubber bowl in a woman younger than her. Her groans echoed through the room, while the older woman who should be the Mother Superior said:
- Come on, you little whore. Come on. I want you to have fun.
- Ah Mother how you fuck tasty ... more more .... deep ... ohhhhhhh .. I will enjoy ... ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
Father Simonetti slammed the door, that's when they realized there were people in the room... they jumped!
"Simonetti, what the fuck, how can you scare me like that?" Mother said, but when she saw me beside him, her eyes lit up.
- What beautiful thing is this Simonetti??? - Completely naked came towards us, with that rubber penis attached to a belt on her waist. The nun still in ecstasy gave me a glance and winked maliciously.
"That's Ayeska. I told you about her, remember?" the priest replied, accustomed to his friend's language.
- Ayeska...yes she told me...she said she's the best fuck you've ever had!- she was looking at me with interest.
- Yes....this beautiful thing is very active and stubborn..I have not eaten until now, a delicacy like it...
I was getting red with the comments and the libidinous looks of the two women, because the nun stood up and, passing her arm over Mother's, began to measure me from the bottom up...
- And you brought this beautiful little thing to amuse me??? - Mother Superior turned away from the nun coming towards me and without my expectation gave me a kiss, separating my lips with a hungry tongue.
She had a powerful tongue, sucked my tongue and undressed me quickly.
Surprised by Mother's attack, I was frozen in place.
She'd pinch my breasts, rub her finger on my groin, and then I'd start rolling, and she'd nibble on my neck, and she'd nibble on my neck, and she'd squeeze my round ass.
I'd never slept with a woman before, and she showed a knack for perversion, a perverted priest I could understand, but a Mother Superior?
She led me to a table, and as she was taller and stronger, she sat me down and spread her legs. Her tongue was long in her wide mouth and began to lick my gristle and squeak. She sucked voraciously my gristle as if to tear it off. I felt the moisture drain between my legs and a urge to pee came to me in an intense way. She squeezed my round breasts, pinched my pink auricles leaving them red as cherries. I could not endure mocking the face of that woman; a Mother Superior!
Father Simonetti was screaming while the nun was getting fucked by Mother when we arrived; he was poking her dick and sucking it until it got into her balls.
The priest would stick his finger up the nun's ass and she'd increase the blow on his dick.
I looked at Mother expecting to get a beating for making fun of her face.
And what a surprise it was to see her smile .
Simonetti was right, you're very tough and tasty.
I felt a shiver of fear as I watched her put her hand on her cord with a crucifix.
I was wondering if she was gonna stick that in me.
Father Simonetti shouted from within the four walls of that religious office and I wondered what the walls would say if they spoke.
The priest made fun of the nun's mouth, and when he realized that he had made fun of her, the mother called her to us, and she came obediently, with her mouth and face full of fucking.
My parents thought that I was going to volunteer at that convent, and I was already thinking about how I would get out.
All skinned up.
My white breasts already showed the marks left by Mother.
I wanted to have sex with Father Simonetti, but I was afraid you'd like what those women would do to me.
-Simonetti, you'll just watch, and Luiza and I will take care of that nymph you brought.
He pulled me off the table and took me to the couch.
The belt with the rubber penis was swaying in front of me.
They laid me on the couch.
Sister Louise sat on my face and ordered me to suck it. With my delicate fingers I opened her folds and began to lick slowly, but making her groan with a hard-on.
Mother opened my legs and started to finger my grill and lick my cunt.
This time, without hurry, when she sensed that I was wet, she stuck her finger in and began to stock up on my pussy, while my hips began to come and go.
Sister Louise would rub her bouquet on my face, making me feel her hair.
I even felt a little disgusted, as I shaved my xotinha.
- That's right, Simonetti while we're fucking this girl play a handjob.
I felt the nun's mockery on my face and mouth, and then I felt Mother willingly stocking the rubber penis in my bouquet.
She'd spread her hands on the couch, supporting her weight, and she'd burst deep into my bouquet, and I'd feel that rubber stick creep into my soft, tight cavity, causing me pain and pleasure at the same time.
Luisa kissed her on the mouth while I passed my tongue on Mother's nipples, her breasts tightly pressed on my face, my face smooth and I groaned endlessly, feeling the blows, imagining that it was Father's stick that pierced me deeply.
I learned the meaning of spider fighting that day.
Mother, realizing I was joking, got off me.
He lifted up one of my legs, and he stuck his big, hairy bouquet on my little, smooth one.
While she stuffed her cunt into mine, Sister Louise sucked my breasts, kneeling with her legs open, poking her grill.
Our screams echoed through Mother's office as one.
Father Simonetti stood up with his stick in his hand and made us all lie on the couch.
I noticed Mother's eyes were glowing.
And that's how Father Simonetti participated and enjoyed it.
He stockpiled our cooks and, in his mockery, showered us with his fucking.
They didn't give me a break that day, and that's how I learned how to fuck a woman, and after my mother fucked me the first time with bites and sucks, she started calling me, telling my parents I was here to help her, when really she was calling me to fuck me.
She was a freak, and she always made fun of me to her face.
Father Simonetti didn't take it well, because sometimes he'd call me at home and find out that I was at the convent at the behest of Mother Superior.
They even quarreled over me and divided the days of the week for each other, and yet they didn't seem satisfied, as if I were each other's property!
Luiza, the nun eventually left the convent and went to live with a woman.
Months later, I moved out and never heard from those two perverts again.
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