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Sacred albeit salaciously sacrilegious, with Sister Kathryn reluctant at first, Father Thomas has anal sex with Sister Kathryn
Continued from Chapter 4:
'Satan! Be gone. Satan, leave me in peace. Lord God, help me to resist temptation. Lord God, keep me strong against the Devil,' she silently prayed again. 'Virgin Mary save my virginity and my dignity as a nun. Saint Michael strike down this evil man who masquerades as a holy man and as a priest.'
"Calm yourself, Sister Kathryn. I'm not evil. Your evil is from within. I'm not the Devil. Your Devil is from within. I'm here to help you not to rape you," said with calm kindness.
She relaxed herself by taking a big breath.
"Thank God," she said.
He smiled at her as if he was, indeed, her priest and not her perceived Devil.
"Think of me as your Earthly extension to Jesus. Use me as his conduit as your way to directly speak to and touch God. I'm here to renew your faith by filling you with my goodness, kindness, and deep belief in the God and in the Catholic Church," he said.
He took her hand in his as if he really thought that he was Jesus Christ. Then, when he moved to her to gently take the paperweight from her hand and place it back on his desk behind her, she looked at him as if he was the Devil in disguise as a lowly priest. Obedient to her priest but not wanting to be sexually unfaithful to her husband, Jesus, and not wanting to break her vows of obedience and celibacy, she tried her best to remain calm. Yet, her own sexual lust for the priest betrayed her need to remain true to her God. She was secretly, sexually lusting over him as much as he was openly lusting over her. She prayed silently for Jesus to help her to remain faithful and to save her from being forced into sexual sin.
She tried her best to contain her sexual excitement over the thoughts of stroking and sucking the priest's prick while he kissed her, felt her tits, fingered her nipples, and fingered her pussy before giving her anal sex. Only, she wasn't a God. A mere mortal, she was a just nun, a human nun with human, sexual feelings and sexual emotions. Just as she couldn't stop the vision of him feeling and fondling her tits while fingering her nipples and pussy, she couldn't stop the vision of her taking his priestly prick in her hand before taking his priestly prick in her mouth. Just as she couldn't stop the vision of Father Thomas giving her all that she so sexually needed and sexually desired, she couldn't stop the vision of him giving her anal sex and fucking her in her ass.
Something as equally sexually exciting and something new in her sexual repertoire, with her having only given hand jobs and blowjobs, she had never had anal sex before. Pledging her virginal body to God, just as she had never given her virginal pussy to any mortal man or any mortal woman, she had never given her virginal ass to any mortal man or any mortal woman either. With the Catholic Church filled with secret Canon laws that benefitted mostly priests, she wondered if there was a secret, Canon law that benefitted nuns too.
With that Canon law thought in mind, she couldn't help but wonder if having anal sex was an acceptable loophole to her taking her vow of celibacy. What if it was? With the Catholic Church a conclave and sexual haven of homosexuals and pedophiles, she wondered if those men had special considerations and accommodations. What if they did? Perhaps with so very many gay priests receiving hand jobs, blowjobs, and having anal sex with one another, perhaps anal sex, as well as hand jobs and blowjobs were secretly acceptable and silently permissible in the Catholic Church.
'Oh, my God, even with this another old boys' club, the old double standard rears its ugly head again, even deep within the Catholic Church,' she thought.
Seemingly, as long as sex between priests were done behind closed, rectory doors and not in public, it was okay for one priest to give another priest a hand job, a blowjob, and to have anal sex. Perhaps priest abide by a different sexual code than do nuns. Perhaps, the vow of celibacy that a priest takes is different from the vow of celibacy that a nun takes. With her always willing for a man to part her lips with his tongue and with his cock, perhaps having her priest part her ass cheeks with his cock instead of her pussy lips is not the same mortal sin. Being that anal sex isn't vaginal sex, perhaps her vow of celibacy would still be intact by having anal sex in the way that her vow of celibacy would be violated by having vaginal sex.
Other than masturbating herself in the privacy of her room at the convent, it had been such a very long time since she had sex with a man. It had been such a very long time since she had even seen an erect cock, never mind touched, stroked, and/or sucked and an erect cock. Not knowing what else to do with her hands, she stuck her hands in her habit behind her white, bib-like collar as if she was fingering a Crucifix molded in the shape of a penis.
Now lost to the world of sexual debauchery and perverse perversity, she couldn't help but think of Father Thomas' prick. She wondered if he was circumcised. She wondered how long, how wide, and how thick he was. She wondered what he looked like naked. She wondered what his cock would feel like in her hand and taste like in her mouth. With her never having anal sex before, just as she wondered if having anal sex for a nun with her priest was permissible, she wondered if it would hurt to have anal sex.
Chapter 5:
'Dear God in Heaven help me to resist this sexual temptation and this perverted man who masquerades as a priest,' she silently prayed. 'Hear me Dear Lord, God above. If this is a test, allow me to pass this test to prove my faith without breaking my vow of celibacy. Help me dear Lord, God above.'
Seemingly knowing she was going to fail this test of faith and seemingly knowing that he'd somehow have to help her to restore her faith, Sister Kathryn looked at Father Thomas with apprehension. Seemingly knowing she was going to fail this test of faith and seemingly knowing he'd have to help her to restore her faith, Father Thomas looked at Sister Kathryn with confidence, compassion, and with kind understanding. With his reputation preceding him, just as he had help many nuns make their final decision to leave the convent, he had helped many nuns renew faith to remain living in the convent as nuns. Yet, whether he helped them to leave or helped them to stay, he enabled them to make their decision to leave or to go by injecting their renewed faith with sex.
Even though it sounded perversely perverted and sexually bizarre to her, maybe he was right. Maybe he could renew her faith by filling her hand, her mouth, and her ass with his cock and by injecting her with his holy cum. With him being the human representative of God and of the Catholic Church, he was a priest after all. Perhaps this was nothing more than a ploy for him to have sex with her than it was a test. Perhaps this as a trick to get her thrown out of the convent. Yet, maybe he wasn't blowing smoke up her ass by wanting to stick his cock in her mouth before sticking his cock in her ass. Maybe by her giving him oral sex and him giving her anal sex, he really could help her. Perhaps he could help her to make the decision that she needed to make of either remaining a nun and living in the convent or finding a man to marry to start a family of her own.
Maybe if she allowed him to ejaculate his cum in her mouth and again in her ass, her test of faith would be over and she could return to the convent to restart her devotion to God anew. Maybe if she allowed him to ejaculate his cum in her mouth and again in her ass, her life as a nun would be over and she could return to her old life, find a good man, marry, and start a family. Either way, just as it was seemingly just sex to Father Thomas, it was a win/win for her. Either way she'd be having sex with her priest. Whether it was having sex with her priest while continuing to be a nun or having sex with her priest before leaving the convent to marry and to have a baby with her mortal husband, she'd be having sex. Either way, whichever decision she made, in the end, no pun intended, Sister Kathryn would get what she wanted, sex with her priest, and Father Thomas would get what he wanted, anal sex with his nun.
"Didn't the Holy Mother talk to you?"
He looked at her with a sudden dose of insight and she looked at him with a face full of confusion.
"The Holy Mother? Mother Superior?"
She looked at him even more confused.
"Yes," he said nodding.
Obviously, Mother Superior didn't tell her everything about why she sent her to see Father Thomas.
"She spoke to me but not about this. She didn't say anything about me having sex with you," said Sister Kathryn again shaking her head side-to-side as if she needed the extra amount of head movement to reinforce her negative response.
Seemingly understanding the miscommunication now, Father Thomas nodded his head with insight.
"I see. As if I was exorcising the Devil from your soul, she didn't tell you that the process to restore your faith included physical and sexual contact for the exorcism in reverse to work. Obviously she failed to mention that one important thing. She just sent you to see me without describing the process of my reverse exorcism," he said slowly nodding his head as if nodding his head helped him to understand.
Exorcism in reverse? Reverse exorcism? What the Hell is that? Now Sister Kathryn was totally confused. Maybe this wasn't just a test. Maybe Mother Superior didn't know that Father Thomas would require her to give him oral sex and anal sex to renew her faith. Maybe Mother Superior knew that Father Thomas would require her to give him oral sex and anal sex as her test to determine if she was no longer suited to be a nun. Maybe instead of a test, this was a diabolical trap.
"The Holy Mother didn't say anything to me about having to stroke your cock before sucking your sock," said Sister Kathryn obviously becoming sexually aroused by the image she suddenly had of stroking and sucking her priest. "She didn't say anything about you needing to cum in my mouth either," she said becoming dizzy with the sexual delight of her priest ejaculating his holy seed in her mouth. "She didn't say anything about having anal sex with you and you needing to cum in my ass as well as in my mouth. She didn't say that anal sex was your proven way to restore my faith," said Sister Kathryn as if she was a hooker relating a conversation she had with her Madam to her John.
He nodded her his response.
"I see," said Father Thomas.
Perhaps this was all a misunderstanding. Perhaps, he was supposed to kiss, feel, fondle, and finger the nipples of another nun. Perhaps a different nun was supposed to stroke his cock and suck his cock for him cum in her mouth instead. She understood now. By injecting her with his faith by giving her a reverse exorcism instead of removing the evilness of the Devil, perhaps he was supposed to give another nun his reverse exorcism and have sex with another nun. Perhaps he was supposed to fuck another nun in her ass for his exorcism in reverse to work instead of fucking her in her ass. Perhaps this whole thing is a horrible mistake, a mistake of mistaken identity.
Reverse exorcism and/or renewed faith or not, she knew of plenty of nuns who'd love to have sex with Father Thomas. She knew of plenty of nuns who'd love to have Father Thomas' cock in their hands, buried in their mouths, and humped in their asses. Sometimes, with the nuns of the Holy Order of Virgins all wearing black habits, looking as if they're a waddle, a colony, or a rookery of penguins, it's difficult to tell one nun from another nun when in such a group. She remembered when they were electing a new Pope and there were a sea of nuns in black habits in St. Peter's Square in Vatican City. Looking so much like a Spencer Tunick photograph when he posed thousands of naked people in Zocalo Square in Mexico, she remembered the thousands of nuns that gathered at Vatican City for Pope Benedict XVI.
"Under the guise of you counseling me, she said that I was to be assigned to you to help you with some personal, private matters but she didn't tell me what those personal, private matters were. She didn't say anything about me stroking your cock and sucking your cock before allowing you to fuck me in my ass," said Sister Kathryn while pausing to watch the priest's reaction to her words. When he fell silent, she continued. "She didn't mention anything about breaking my vow of celibacy to give you sex. Were those the personal, private matters to which she was referring?"
While wondering what he was doing, with his head bowed as if he was saying a silent prayer, she stared down at the priest's hands.
"Well, trust me, Sister Kathryn, it doesn't get any more personal and private than this," said Father Thomas with a big smile.
He unzipped his pants, reached his hand inside and, as if he was pulling out Saint Michael's sword, he pulled out his semi-erect cock. Father Thomas had a huge prick.
'Oh, my God,' she thought while staring at his exposed prick. 'My priest has such a big and beautiful cock.'
With it having been more than ten years since she had seen a cock whether flaccid, erect, or semi-erect, just as she couldn't believe her eyes, she couldn't stop herself from staring at his big dick. Her Catholic priest just exposed his cock to her, a Catholic nun. Looking up from his cock to look up at his eyes, with her not having seen a stiff prick in so long, she couldn't help herself from staring back down at his stiffening member. While he stared at her, as if giving her a private masturbation show of his cock, she watched Father Thomas slowly stroke himself to a bigger and harder erection. With him obviously knowing that he was enjoying the show, she couldn't remove her eyes from him pleasuring himself. She only wished it was her hand stroking his big prick and not his own hand.
'Oh my God,' was her only thought while staring at his stiffening priestly pole. 'Oh, my God,' she thought. 'Not only did he expose himself to me but also he's actually masturbating himself in front of me. Oh, my God. What is wrong with this man who dares call himself a priest? Oh, my God. What kind of priest exposes himself to a woman, especially in the rectory that's part of God's house? What kind of priest exposes himself to a nun especially to a nun and to a wife of our Lord Jesus? What kind of priest masturbates himself in front of a Sister of the Holy Order of Virgins?'
A matter of faith, now at the crossroads of her religious life, she needed to make a decision. Should she leave the convent or should she stay? As she had dedicated faith for the past ten years as a nun and as a Sister of the Holy Order of Virgins, having already prayed to God for a sign, she needed to have resolute faith now. She couldn't help but wonder if Father Thomas' cock was her sign. Instead of having him ejaculate his cum all over the rectory carpet, she needed to believe that Father Thomas could help restore her faith by having him ejaculate his cum in her mouth, down her throat, and in her ass. Seemingly, if she was to take him at his word that his cum would renew her faith, his holy cum was her ticket to continuing to live life as nun.
If she couldn't be a nun, other than to find a good man, get married, and start a family, what else could she do? Yet, getting married and having a baby seemingly wasn't as attractive as it was before when she confessed that she was questioning her faith to Mother Superior. Being a nun and being close to God was the only life she knew.
Still, if she was deemed to have sex with her priest, for her to remain faithful to Jesus, she couldn't have sex with him willingly. He needed to force himself on her as he was obviously doing now by exposing his huge penis to her. Even though she wanted to wrap her fingers around his stiff prick, stroke his stiff prick to a harder erection, and suck his stiff prick to ejaculation, she couldn't just fall to her knees and stroke him while sucking him. She took a vow of celibacy. She's the wife of Jesus.
"Father!"
She needed to play the violated nun. She needed to play the innocent, chaste nun. In the way she so wanted to take sexually advantage of him, she needed him to take sexual advantage of her first.
"Take me in your hand Sister. Use me as an extension of Jesus Christ," said her priest. "Fondle my cock before stroking my cock as if you're having religious sex with your Heavenly husband. Suck my cock as if you're sucking the prick of your God and of your Heavenly husband. Then, after I cum in your mouth, I'll give you anal sex and will cum in your ass."
Then, noticing something other than his naked prick, staring longer and staring harder, she looked more closely at his cock. She looked at his growing prick as if she had seen a vision and had experienced a spiritual revelation.
'Oh, my God,' she thought.
She stared at his cock until she identified the image. Then, not believing her eyes, as if she was witnessing a miracle, she continued staring at his erect prick before staring up at him.
"Father Thomas," she said looking up at him with disbelief. "Is that a tattoo of Jesus on the Crucifix on your cock?"
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Without waiting for his response, she returned her focused attention to stare at his cock. As if she was witnessing a miracle, she couldn't believe he had his cock tattooed with Jesus.
'My God, that must have hurt,' she thought.
Then, she wondered if the tattoo artist was a man or a woman before she wondered if the priest went to the tattoo parlor dressed as a priest or as a common man. Moreover, unless he was a religious fanatic or could truly restore her faith by injecting her with his cum, who does that? Who tattoos their cock other than, perhaps some big, bad biker dude? Who tattoos their prick with the crucifixion Jesus? What deranged man who calls himself a priest not only tattoos his prick with Jesus but also exposes his prick to a nun?
'Oh, my God,' she thought.
Not an ordinary prick, perhaps his prick is a sacred prick. Perhaps, if she'd allow him to, he really could save her by injecting her mouth and her ass with his holy cum. Fascinated with watching him masturbate himself to a bigger and stiffer erection, she was unable to remove her big, blue eyes from her priest's stiff prick. Every time he stroked himself, with his cock growing in size, the image of Jesus loomed larger, longer, and wider.
"Yes, it is Jesus on the cross tattooed on my cock," he said with pride. "John 3:16 is tattooed on the underside of my prick but you'd need a magnifying glass to read it," he said suddenly reciting John 3:16. "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. Amen," he said.
She looked at him as if he was indeed a religious fanatic. She looked at him as if he was insane. She couldn't believe he had tattooed his cock with the image of Jesus nailed to the cross.
"Oh, my God," she said again in total disbelief.
She didn't understand why her priest would not only tattoo his cock with an image of Jesus on the cross but also with chapter 3, verse 16 of the Gospel of John tattooed to the underside of his prick.
"I find that with the Crucifix tattooed on my cock, when a nun blows me, that the Sisters of the Holy Order of Virgins truly believe that they're sucking Jesus," he said with a dirty laugh. "Whether on your knees praying or on your knees sucking cock, what is faith if you don't believe? Go figure," he said shrugging his shoulders while wagging his erection before her horny eyes.
She looked at him with disgust while he looked at her with sexual lust. With her head completely turned around, switching their roles, she now looked at him with sexual covetousness and avariciousness while he looked at her with kindness and compassion. Indeed, with her needing to give him the benefit of the doubt, perhaps he was a special priest. Perhaps he was a seer, a clairvoyant, a prophet, an oracle, a soothsayer, and/or a psychic and could see things that others couldn't see. Perhaps, indeed, he was the chosen priest, a holy man who could transcend all worlds, Heaven, Earth, and Hell.
Perhaps by using reverse exorcism, he could see if she should remain as a nun or leave the convent. Perhaps sent directly from the Almighty One Himself, perhaps he was here to help the Sisters of the Holy Order of Virgins hear their calling. Perhaps he was here to help the lonely, the lost, the hopeless, the faithless, and the sexually frustrated women of his parish find their way. Perhaps, he was blessed by God Himself. Perhaps God gave him his huge penis as his tool and as God's way to help all women to not only see the light that would illuminate their way but also to restore their faith for them to continue to believe.
'Amen,' she thought while signing herself in her mind.
Now that she suspected that he may be a special priest who was chosen by God, perhaps, he truly can restore her faith by an ejaculation of his holy cum in her doubting body. Thinking the thought with as much curiosity as she thought it with sexual excitement, what harm would it do for her to try? With her thinking of leaving the convent anyway, what harm would it do for her to have sex with her priest? Not doubting that she'd enjoy the physical and sexual contact, but perhaps having sex with him would indeed restore her faith in God and reinforce her belief in her religion.
"Oh, my God," said Sister Kathryn.
While still playing her role as the sexually reluctant, holier than thou nun, she made a sickly sour face as if she had just swallowed a bug and/or was physically sickened by the sight of his cock. Yet, truth be known, she was torn and twisted inside. On one side was her God, her religion, and her vow of celibacy, and on the other side was this handsome priest offering her sex.
As if the Devil stood before her, it was as if the Devil was tempting her to submit, to stroke, to suck, and to anally fuck this man who called himself her priest. Just as he wanted her to give him a hand job, she wanted to give him a hand job. Just as he wanted her to give him a blowjob, she wanted to give him a blowjob. Now, just a he wanted to fuck her in her ass, she was ready for him to fuck her in her ass.
She needed to believe. She needed to have faith. She needed to think of her priest as if he was an Earthly extension of her Heavenly Jesus Christ, her Lord and her husband. As she would with Jesus if she was in Heaven, she needed to stroke Father Thomas, suck him, and anally fuck him as if she was having sex with her Heavenly husband. Her dream, her religious vision, and her sexual fantasy come true, if only she could mix sex with religion while still remaining a nun, indeed, that act alone would restore her faith.
Even though she was disgusted by him and offended by his tattooed prick, unable to hide her real sexual feelings for her priest and for his cock, she couldn't help herself from staring at his growing member. She had never been as sexually excited since becoming a nun more than ten years ago. As if she was kneeling before Jesus Christ and as if she was sucking the son of God, honestly, she couldn't wait to kneel before his tattoo prick.
It had been such a very long time since she had even seen a prick. It had been such a very long time since she touched a prick, stroked a prick, and sucked a prick. Yet, unable to control herself, she knew if she wrapped her fingers around his cock, without a doubt and with no ands, buts, and maybes, she'd be stroking his cock while sucking his cock. Just as she couldn't wait to stroke him, she couldn't wait to suck him. Just as she couldn't wait to suck him, she couldn't wait for her priest to cum in her mouth before giving her anal sex and cumming in her hand.
"Who am I not to give needy women what they all want?" He looked at her as if he was Jesus Himself taking care of the masses, albeit the female masses. He looked down at his exposed cock before looking back up at her. "Women all wanted to be closer to God by sucking Him," said Father Thomas. Again, he looked down at the Lord Jesus nailed to the tattooed cross while continuing to slowly stroke himself. "Now with my cock tattooed with an image of Him, they can suck me instead while believing they're sucking Jesus," he said with a demonic laugh.
As if she was ready to take him inside of her mouth, she looked at him and his exposed erection with her mouth gaping open. She had stroked and sucked worse and much better cocks than his over the course of her sexual life. From small dicks to big dicks, to circumcised cocks and uncircumcised cocks, to white pricks, black pricks, red pricks, and yellow pricks, when it came to giving men hand jobs and/or blowjobs, she was an equal opportunity cocksucker. Even though she loved being a nun, she still had her fondness and deep rooted sexual desire for stroking and sucking cock.
Moreover, if she was to describe herself, she'd not only describe herself as a nun, a Sister of the Holy Order of Virgins, but also a cum slut. When it came to swallowing cum, she had swallowed enough semen to build a man from all of the cum she swallowed so why not swallow Father Thomas' cum too? In the scheme of things, with her perhaps leaving the convent anyway, what does it matter if she strokes him, blows him, and has anal sex with him? What does she have to lose?
Still, with her not wanting to have the reputation of being a slut nun, a bad nun, and/or a whore nun, she needed to play her role of the victim with him forcing her. Her only defense for Jesus to forgive her for having sex with her priest was for her priest to force himself on her. Besides, if this was more than a test of her faith but a trap contrived by the Holy Mother and Father Thomas, she didn't want to be cast out of the convent for having sex with him. If she was going to leave, she wanted to leave of her own volition and by her own accord. Her way of teasing her priest in the way that he was obviously teasing, tempting, and testing her, she decided to play her game of being the innocent, virgin nun longer.
"Oh, my God, Father. How dare you? That's so sacrilegious of you to have Jesus tattooed on your prick," she said while thinking that she couldn't wait to suck Jesus. She wondered how many other nuns had sucked Jesus while sucking his cock. "Beyond sacrilegious, that's demonly pornographic. Jesus nailed to a cross is something that Satan himself would have tattooed on his prick," she said brilliantly playing her role as the offended virgin and holier than thou nun.
He looked at her as if she was an unruly student in Bible study class who was in need of a good scolding and spanking. Certainly, just as she wouldn't be the first nun that he stripped naked, tied to his bed, and spanked, she wouldn't be the last nun that he stripped naked, tied to his bed, and spanked. Seemingly Sister Roberta loved it when he pulled her over his knees, lifted her habit over her shoulders, pulled down her underwear, and slapped her naked ass red before impaling her mouth with his tattooed cock. If only his rectory walls could talk, they'd confess Father Thomas' sins and what they've seen over the years with him having sex with so many Sisters of the Holy Order of Virgins and with lonely, sexually frustrated female parishioners.
"Oh, don't Father me," he said with impatient anger. "I know my cock isn't the first cock you've seen before Sister."
Continuing to play her role as the virgin nun, she gave him her most sexually offended look.
"How dare you, treat me as if I'm a whore? I'm a nun. I'm a Sister of the Holy Order of Virgins."
He laughed out loud while she acted as if she had never seen an erect prick before when she had seen, stroked, and sucked dozens of erect pricks, perhaps even hundreds of cocks. He looked at her still staring at his cock. She looked at his cock with as much sexual lust as he looked at her.
"How dare I? How dare you? Before you became a nun, you were a slut and a cock sucking whore. I've heard rumors about your checkered past from Sister Mary Elizabeth. You were quite the cocksucker and cum lover in your day Sister," he said with a dirty laugh. "She told me, that you told her, that that you gave so many hand jobs and blowjobs to men in Theology College that you have no idea how many hand jobs and blowjobs you've given."
Sister Kathryn couldn't believe that Sister Mary Elizabeth betrayed her confidence. How could she? Why would she? She thought they were friends. Father Thomas must have had something over her for her to confess her sexual background to Father Thomas, perhaps in confession.
With his cock still sticking straight out of his unzipped pants, he looked at her as if he was a starving man and she was a banquet feast. Then, with him looking as if he wasn't about to take no for an answer, pulling her to him, he pulled her by her wrist and moved her hand to his swollen prick. As soon as he did, taking the hint, she wrapped her fingers around his swollen penis. Game on. With her reluctant before, she wasn't reluctant now.
Yet, wanting to be assured that wrapping her fingers around the priest's stiff prick was okay for her to do, she wanted to believe that having sex with her priest was permissible before she continued. She hoped to God that there was some obscure Canon law that protected her from sin by having sexual contact with her priest. In the way he looked at her with horniness and sexual desire, she looked at him with confusion and questioning eyes.
Only, she didn't dare touch him if that would jeopardize her vow of celibacy and endanger her from still remaining to be a nun. She didn't dare stroke him if this was nothing more than a trap to oust her from the convent. She couldn't possibly suck him and anally fuck him, if that would mean that she broke her vow of celibacy. Yet, if only she could have her cake and eat it too, she'd love to have sex with her priest. If having sex with her priest was her way to renew her faith while still remaining a nun, how could she resist the temptation of stroking him, sucking him, and allowing him to fuck her anally?
She wondered again if, perhaps, there was a secret Canon law in the Roman Catholic Church, an ecclesiastic law, and/or a papal pronouncement she was unaware of that allowed sexual relations between a priest and a nun. Perhaps, just as it was seemingly permissible for priests to sexually abuse children and have homosexual sex with one another without apparent consequences, perhaps it was permissible for priests to have sex with nuns too. Just as it was seemingly okay for priest to receive hand jobs, blowjobs, and anal sex, perhaps it was okay for nuns to give hand jobs, blowjobs, and to have anal sex too.
Now, if she could still give hand jobs and blowjobs while still being a nun in good standing and while being allowed to still live in the convent of the Holy Order of Virgins, she'd endure having anal sex too. Who knows? Perhaps once she tried having anal sex, she may enjoy having anal sex. Her mother, Ingrid, was a big fan of anal sex. How bad could it be? Gay men and many heterosexual men and women seem to enjoy having anal sex.
Besides if anal sex was her religious loophole for her to have sex by giving hand jobs and blowjobs without breaking her vow of celibacy, she'd welcome priests and selected parishioners fucking her in her ass. She'd love nothing more than to make out with her priest while he felt her tits, fingered her nipples, and rubbed her clit. She'd love nothing more than to stoked him and suck him even if she had to endure him fucking him in her ass. If anal sex is her religious loophole for her to give hand jobs and blowjobs, she could see herself staying a nun and living in a convent for the rest of her life.
"Are you sure it's okay for me to stroke your cock, Father?"
As if he was putting ashes on her forehead with his thumb, he anointed her forehead with the sign of the cross before putting a gentle hand to her shoulder.
"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost. You must trust me, my child. Just as you must have faith, you must believe in Almighty God and you must believe in me. Just as I was the chosen one, you are the chosen one too. Just as I'm the one chosen by God to restore your faith, you've been chosen by Mother Superior herself to receive my personal instruction of reverse exorcism," said Father Thomas. He gave her a big smile and a wink. "My only role is as a servant to God. I'm here to help you find your way and to restore your faith again."
While swallowing his crock of shit because she needed to believe his bullshit for her to have sex with him, she looked at the young, handsome priest with humility. Especially with his erect penis sticking out proud before him and in view of her, she wanted to believe that by sucking on his tattooed cock of Jesus could restore her faith. Too tempting for her not to take advantage of the sexual opportunity presented before her, namely his exposed prick, she wanted to believe that just as he was the chosen one, she was too.
Yet, before falling to her knees to stroke him and to suck him and before bending herself over his desk for him to anally fuck her, she needed to play the innocent nun a bit longer. The last thing she wanted her priest to think was that she was a slut or a whore. It's best that he thinks she just another nun that he seduced. In that regard, she needed to make sure that this was just a test and not a trap. Should push come to shove and should her accuser point a finger of blame at her for falling from grace to sexual debauchery, she needed to point her finger of blame at him too.
"Why me, Father? Why me?"
He nodded his head as if he was her wise father, her educated teacher, her physiatrist, and/or her priest all rolled into one. Then, when he pushed back on her skull cap, along with the bandana that held her hair in place, as if her headwear was a symbol of her falling morals and lost modesty, they both fell to the desk behind her. Released from her skull cap in the way she'd soon be released from her habit, even though she still was a nun, of course, it was as if she wasn't a nun for that time.
Released from the confines of her coif, as if released from being a nun for just an hour, her long, naturally blonde, long, lush hair cascaded down her back as if she had sprouted golden, angel wings. Now instead of a nun, she looked more like a woman, a sexy, desirable woman. As if he was some soap opera lover, he looked deeply in her big, blue eyes with his beady, little, brown snake-like eyes. Showing her his sexual intention, he ran his fingers through her lush, yellow hair before sliding a slow and purposeful finger across her full lips.
With her having blown enough men in her sexual life, she knew what he wanted when he touched her full lips with his fingers. With him looking deeply in her eyes and her returning his look of sexual lust, she knew he wanted her to suck him. Forgetting that she was a Catholic Nun, had taken a vow of celibacy, and had given herself to God as one of his wives, she was now his for the taking.
"Mother Superior confessed that you've been troubled, my child. The Holy Mother told me that you've been slowly losing your faith and have been praying very hard to find your faith again," he said while still playing with her lips with his finger.
Unable to help herself, she accepted his finger in her mouth and sucked it as if she was taking Communion or was already sucking his cock.
"I have Father," she said ejecting his finger from her mouth with her tongue for her to speak. "I've been praying so very hard to God to find my faith again and to regain my belief in Him."
He smiled at her as if he was the pontiff.
"She sent you to me to help you with that. I can help you, my fallen angel. I've helped many nuns of the Holy Order of Virgins before," he said as if he was an oracle who possessed a miracle instead of a priest who possessed a big, hard prick.
Momentarily covering his cock with his hands, he folded his hands in front of him as if he was a monk instead of a priest. Then, unfolding his hands to expose his cock to her again, he put a hand on her shoulder again as if he was her father in addition to being her priest. Yet, instead of looking at her as if he was her father and/or her priest, he looked at her as if he was already her lover.
"I have. Seemingly, I've lost my way Father Thomas," she said looking up at him with sorrow and sadness before looking down at his exposed prick with sexual excitement.
As if he was the Lord Jesus himself, he removed his hand from her shoulder to open his hands. He showed her his palms as if welcoming her to join him in the valley of the forbidden, the forsaken, and the forlorn. Without being forceful, he was persistent in seducing her to give him sex in exchange for him renewing her faith. Seemingly, the deal that she needed to make with this devil, he was unable to give her one without the other. Unable to renew her faith without a sex, seemingly it was a win/win for both.
"I'm here to help you restore your faith. I'm your way to reconnect with God," he said placing his hand on her shoulder again.
This time, making his sexual intention known, he gently pushed down on her shoulder until she moved to her knees in front of him. With his erect prick only inches from her mouth, he looked at her with kindness while she looked at him as if she was about to cry. In the way he'd soon be slowly slide his cock along her ass and parting her cheeks with his cock, he slowly slid his cock across her lips before parting them.
"You're here to help me and to restore my faith?" With his cock pressed against her lips and making it impossible for her to say no, she looked up at him wanting to believe him. She looked up at him wanting trust him. She looked up at him as sexually depraved as he seemingly was. She looked up at him wanting to give him sex as much as he obviously wanted to give her sex. "You are? How?"
He smiled at her as if he was the Pope. He looked at her as if he was Jesus on Earth. Only, he wasn't the Pope and he wasn't Jesus. If he was anything, he was the Devil disguised as a priest. If he was anything, he was a perverted priest and a predator who preyed on innocent nuns.
"Don't question, Sister. Just believe. Don't question, Sister. Just suck. For my reverse exorcism to work and for me to inject you with His holy spirit to renew your faith, you must have faith. I cannot renew your faith if you don't believe that I can," he said while putting a gentle hand to the back of Sister Kathryn's head.
Wanting to believe that Father Thomas could renew her lost faith, she opened her heart, her soul, and her mouth.
To be continued...
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Sacred albeit salaciously sacrilegious, with Sister Kathryn reluctant at first, Father Thomas has anal sex with Sister Kathryn
Continued from Chapter 4:
'Satan! Be gone. Satan, leave me in peace. Lord God, help me to resist temptation. Lord God, keep me strong against the Devil,' she silently prayed again. 'Virgin Mary save my virginity and my dignity as a nun. Saint Michael strike down this evil man who masquerades as a holy man and as a priest.'
"Calm yourself, Sister Kathryn. I'm not evil. Your evil is from within. I'm not the Devil. Your Devil is from within. I'm here to help you not to rape you," said with calm kindness.
She relaxed herself by taking a big breath.
"Thank God," she said.
He smiled at her as if he was, indeed, her priest and not her perceived Devil.
"Think of me as your Earthly extension to Jesus. Use me as his conduit as your way to directly speak to and touch God. I'm here to renew your faith by filling you with my goodness, kindness, and deep belief in the God and in the Catholic Church," he said.
He took her hand in his as if he really thought that he was Jesus Christ. Then, when he moved to her to gently take the paperweight from her hand and place it back on his desk behind her, she looked at him as if he was the Devil in disguise as a lowly priest. Obedient to her priest but not wanting to be sexually unfaithful to her husband, Jesus, and not wanting to break her vows of obedience and celibacy, she tried her best to remain calm. Yet, her own sexual lust for the priest betrayed her need to remain true to her God. She was secretly, sexually lusting over him as much as he was openly lusting over her. She prayed silently for Jesus to help her to remain faithful and to save her from being forced into sexual sin.
She tried her best to contain her sexual excitement over the thoughts of stroking and sucking the priest's prick while he kissed her, felt her tits, fingered her nipples, and fingered her pussy before giving her anal sex. Only, she wasn't a God. A mere mortal, she was a just nun, a human nun with human, sexual feelings and sexual emotions. Just as she couldn't stop the vision of him feeling and fondling her tits while fingering her nipples and pussy, she couldn't stop the vision of her taking his priestly prick in her hand before taking his priestly prick in her mouth. Just as she couldn't stop the vision of Father Thomas giving her all that she so sexually needed and sexually desired, she couldn't stop the vision of him giving her anal sex and fucking her in her ass.
Something as equally sexually exciting and something new in her sexual repertoire, with her having only given hand jobs and blowjobs, she had never had anal sex before. Pledging her virginal body to God, just as she had never given her virginal pussy to any mortal man or any mortal woman, she had never given her virginal ass to any mortal man or any mortal woman either. With the Catholic Church filled with secret Canon laws that benefitted mostly priests, she wondered if there was a secret, Canon law that benefitted nuns too.
With that Canon law thought in mind, she couldn't help but wonder if having anal sex was an acceptable loophole to her taking her vow of celibacy. What if it was? With the Catholic Church a conclave and sexual haven of homosexuals and pedophiles, she wondered if those men had special considerations and accommodations. What if they did? Perhaps with so very many gay priests receiving hand jobs, blowjobs, and having anal sex with one another, perhaps anal sex, as well as hand jobs and blowjobs were secretly acceptable and silently permissible in the Catholic Church.
'Oh, my God, even with this another old boys' club, the old double standard rears its ugly head again, even deep within the Catholic Church,' she thought.
Seemingly, as long as sex between priests were done behind closed, rectory doors and not in public, it was okay for one priest to give another priest a hand job, a blowjob, and to have anal sex. Perhaps priest abide by a different sexual code than do nuns. Perhaps, the vow of celibacy that a priest takes is different from the vow of celibacy that a nun takes. With her always willing for a man to part her lips with his tongue and with his cock, perhaps having her priest part her ass cheeks with his cock instead of her pussy lips is not the same mortal sin. Being that anal sex isn't vaginal sex, perhaps her vow of celibacy would still be intact by having anal sex in the way that her vow of celibacy would be violated by having vaginal sex.
Other than masturbating herself in the privacy of her room at the convent, it had been such a very long time since she had sex with a man. It had been such a very long time since she had even seen an erect cock, never mind touched, stroked, and/or sucked and an erect cock. Not knowing what else to do with her hands, she stuck her hands in her habit behind her white, bib-like collar as if she was fingering a Crucifix molded in the shape of a penis.
Now lost to the world of sexual debauchery and perverse perversity, she couldn't help but think of Father Thomas' prick. She wondered if he was circumcised. She wondered how long, how wide, and how thick he was. She wondered what he looked like naked. She wondered what his cock would feel like in her hand and taste like in her mouth. With her never having anal sex before, just as she wondered if having anal sex for a nun with her priest was permissible, she wondered if it would hurt to have anal sex.
Chapter 5:
'Dear God in Heaven help me to resist this sexual temptation and this perverted man who masquerades as a priest,' she silently prayed. 'Hear me Dear Lord, God above. If this is a test, allow me to pass this test to prove my faith without breaking my vow of celibacy. Help me dear Lord, God above.'
Seemingly knowing she was going to fail this test of faith and seemingly knowing that he'd somehow have to help her to restore her faith, Sister Kathryn looked at Father Thomas with apprehension. Seemingly knowing she was going to fail this test of faith and seemingly knowing he'd have to help her to restore her faith, Father Thomas looked at Sister Kathryn with confidence, compassion, and with kind understanding. With his reputation preceding him, just as he had help many nuns make their final decision to leave the convent, he had helped many nuns renew faith to remain living in the convent as nuns. Yet, whether he helped them to leave or helped them to stay, he enabled them to make their decision to leave or to go by injecting their renewed faith with sex.
Even though it sounded perversely perverted and sexually bizarre to her, maybe he was right. Maybe he could renew her faith by filling her hand, her mouth, and her ass with his cock and by injecting her with his holy cum. With him being the human representative of God and of the Catholic Church, he was a priest after all. Perhaps this was nothing more than a ploy for him to have sex with her than it was a test. Perhaps this as a trick to get her thrown out of the convent. Yet, maybe he wasn't blowing smoke up her ass by wanting to stick his cock in her mouth before sticking his cock in her ass. Maybe by her giving him oral sex and him giving her anal sex, he really could help her. Perhaps he could help her to make the decision that she needed to make of either remaining a nun and living in the convent or finding a man to marry to start a family of her own.
Maybe if she allowed him to ejaculate his cum in her mouth and again in her ass, her test of faith would be over and she could return to the convent to restart her devotion to God anew. Maybe if she allowed him to ejaculate his cum in her mouth and again in her ass, her life as a nun would be over and she could return to her old life, find a good man, marry, and start a family. Either way, just as it was seemingly just sex to Father Thomas, it was a win/win for her. Either way she'd be having sex with her priest. Whether it was having sex with her priest while continuing to be a nun or having sex with her priest before leaving the convent to marry and to have a baby with her mortal husband, she'd be having sex. Either way, whichever decision she made, in the end, no pun intended, Sister Kathryn would get what she wanted, sex with her priest, and Father Thomas would get what he wanted, anal sex with his nun.
"Didn't the Holy Mother talk to you?"
He looked at her with a sudden dose of insight and she looked at him with a face full of confusion.
"The Holy Mother? Mother Superior?"
She looked at him even more confused.
"Yes," he said nodding.
Obviously, Mother Superior didn't tell her everything about why she sent her to see Father Thomas.
"She spoke to me but not about this. She didn't say anything about me having sex with you," said Sister Kathryn again shaking her head side-to-side as if she needed the extra amount of head movement to reinforce her negative response.
Seemingly understanding the miscommunication now, Father Thomas nodded his head with insight.
"I see. As if I was exorcising the Devil from your soul, she didn't tell you that the process to restore your faith included physical and sexual contact for the exorcism in reverse to work. Obviously she failed to mention that one important thing. She just sent you to see me without describing the process of my reverse exorcism," he said slowly nodding his head as if nodding his head helped him to understand.
Exorcism in reverse? Reverse exorcism? What the Hell is that? Now Sister Kathryn was totally confused. Maybe this wasn't just a test. Maybe Mother Superior didn't know that Father Thomas would require her to give him oral sex and anal sex to renew her faith. Maybe Mother Superior knew that Father Thomas would require her to give him oral sex and anal sex as her test to determine if she was no longer suited to be a nun. Maybe instead of a test, this was a diabolical trap.
"The Holy Mother didn't say anything to me about having to stroke your cock before sucking your sock," said Sister Kathryn obviously becoming sexually aroused by the image she suddenly had of stroking and sucking her priest. "She didn't say anything about you needing to cum in my mouth either," she said becoming dizzy with the sexual delight of her priest ejaculating his holy seed in her mouth. "She didn't say anything about having anal sex with you and you needing to cum in my ass as well as in my mouth. She didn't say that anal sex was your proven way to restore my faith," said Sister Kathryn as if she was a hooker relating a conversation she had with her Madam to her John.
He nodded her his response.
"I see," said Father Thomas.
Perhaps this was all a misunderstanding. Perhaps, he was supposed to kiss, feel, fondle, and finger the nipples of another nun. Perhaps a different nun was supposed to stroke his cock and suck his cock for him cum in her mouth instead. She understood now. By injecting her with his faith by giving her a reverse exorcism instead of removing the evilness of the Devil, perhaps he was supposed to give another nun his reverse exorcism and have sex with another nun. Perhaps he was supposed to fuck another nun in her ass for his exorcism in reverse to work instead of fucking her in her ass. Perhaps this whole thing is a horrible mistake, a mistake of mistaken identity.
Reverse exorcism and/or renewed faith or not, she knew of plenty of nuns who'd love to have sex with Father Thomas. She knew of plenty of nuns who'd love to have Father Thomas' cock in their hands, buried in their mouths, and humped in their asses. Sometimes, with the nuns of the Holy Order of Virgins all wearing black habits, looking as if they're a waddle, a colony, or a rookery of penguins, it's difficult to tell one nun from another nun when in such a group. She remembered when they were electing a new Pope and there were a sea of nuns in black habits in St. Peter's Square in Vatican City. Looking so much like a Spencer Tunick photograph when he posed thousands of naked people in Zocalo Square in Mexico, she remembered the thousands of nuns that gathered at Vatican City for Pope Benedict XVI.
"Under the guise of you counseling me, she said that I was to be assigned to you to help you with some personal, private matters but she didn't tell me what those personal, private matters were. She didn't say anything about me stroking your cock and sucking your cock before allowing you to fuck me in my ass," said Sister Kathryn while pausing to watch the priest's reaction to her words. When he fell silent, she continued. "She didn't mention anything about breaking my vow of celibacy to give you sex. Were those the personal, private matters to which she was referring?"
While wondering what he was doing, with his head bowed as if he was saying a silent prayer, she stared down at the priest's hands.
"Well, trust me, Sister Kathryn, it doesn't get any more personal and private than this," said Father Thomas with a big smile.
He unzipped his pants, reached his hand inside and, as if he was pulling out Saint Michael's sword, he pulled out his semi-erect cock. Father Thomas had a huge prick.
'Oh, my God,' she thought while staring at his exposed prick. 'My priest has such a big and beautiful cock.'
With it having been more than ten years since she had seen a cock whether flaccid, erect, or semi-erect, just as she couldn't believe her eyes, she couldn't stop herself from staring at his big dick. Her Catholic priest just exposed his cock to her, a Catholic nun. Looking up from his cock to look up at his eyes, with her not having seen a stiff prick in so long, she couldn't help herself from staring back down at his stiffening member. While he stared at her, as if giving her a private masturbation show of his cock, she watched Father Thomas slowly stroke himself to a bigger and harder erection. With him obviously knowing that he was enjoying the show, she couldn't remove her eyes from him pleasuring himself. She only wished it was her hand stroking his big prick and not his own hand.
'Oh my God,' was her only thought while staring at his stiffening priestly pole. 'Oh, my God,' she thought. 'Not only did he expose himself to me but also he's actually masturbating himself in front of me. Oh, my God. What is wrong with this man who dares call himself a priest? Oh, my God. What kind of priest exposes himself to a woman, especially in the rectory that's part of God's house? What kind of priest exposes himself to a nun especially to a nun and to a wife of our Lord Jesus? What kind of priest masturbates himself in front of a Sister of the Holy Order of Virgins?'
A matter of faith, now at the crossroads of her religious life, she needed to make a decision. Should she leave the convent or should she stay? As she had dedicated faith for the past ten years as a nun and as a Sister of the Holy Order of Virgins, having already prayed to God for a sign, she needed to have resolute faith now. She couldn't help but wonder if Father Thomas' cock was her sign. Instead of having him ejaculate his cum all over the rectory carpet, she needed to believe that Father Thomas could help restore her faith by having him ejaculate his cum in her mouth, down her throat, and in her ass. Seemingly, if she was to take him at his word that his cum would renew her faith, his holy cum was her ticket to continuing to live life as nun.
If she couldn't be a nun, other than to find a good man, get married, and start a family, what else could she do? Yet, getting married and having a baby seemingly wasn't as attractive as it was before when she confessed that she was questioning her faith to Mother Superior. Being a nun and being close to God was the only life she knew.
Still, if she was deemed to have sex with her priest, for her to remain faithful to Jesus, she couldn't have sex with him willingly. He needed to force himself on her as he was obviously doing now by exposing his huge penis to her. Even though she wanted to wrap her fingers around his stiff prick, stroke his stiff prick to a harder erection, and suck his stiff prick to ejaculation, she couldn't just fall to her knees and stroke him while sucking him. She took a vow of celibacy. She's the wife of Jesus.
"Father!"
She needed to play the violated nun. She needed to play the innocent, chaste nun. In the way she so wanted to take sexually advantage of him, she needed him to take sexual advantage of her first.
"Take me in your hand Sister. Use me as an extension of Jesus Christ," said her priest. "Fondle my cock before stroking my cock as if you're having religious sex with your Heavenly husband. Suck my cock as if you're sucking the prick of your God and of your Heavenly husband. Then, after I cum in your mouth, I'll give you anal sex and will cum in your ass."
Then, noticing something other than his naked prick, staring longer and staring harder, she looked more closely at his cock. She looked at his growing prick as if she had seen a vision and had experienced a spiritual revelation.
'Oh, my God,' she thought.
She stared at his cock until she identified the image. Then, not believing her eyes, as if she was witnessing a miracle, she continued staring at his erect prick before staring up at him.
"Father Thomas," she said looking up at him with disbelief. "Is that a tattoo of Jesus on the Crucifix on your cock?"
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Without waiting for his response, she returned her focused attention to stare at his cock. As if she was witnessing a miracle, she couldn't believe he had his cock tattooed with Jesus.
'My God, that must have hurt,' she thought.
Then, she wondered if the tattoo artist was a man or a woman before she wondered if the priest went to the tattoo parlor dressed as a priest or as a common man. Moreover, unless he was a religious fanatic or could truly restore her faith by injecting her with his cum, who does that? Who tattoos their cock other than, perhaps some big, bad biker dude? Who tattoos their prick with the crucifixion Jesus? What deranged man who calls himself a priest not only tattoos his prick with Jesus but also exposes his prick to a nun?
'Oh, my God,' she thought.
Not an ordinary prick, perhaps his prick is a sacred prick. Perhaps, if she'd allow him to, he really could save her by injecting her mouth and her ass with his holy cum. Fascinated with watching him masturbate himself to a bigger and stiffer erection, she was unable to remove her big, blue eyes from her priest's stiff prick. Every time he stroked himself, with his cock growing in size, the image of Jesus loomed larger, longer, and wider.
"Yes, it is Jesus on the cross tattooed on my cock," he said with pride. "John 3:16 is tattooed on the underside of my prick but you'd need a magnifying glass to read it," he said suddenly reciting John 3:16. "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. Amen," he said.
She looked at him as if he was indeed a religious fanatic. She looked at him as if he was insane. She couldn't believe he had tattooed his cock with the image of Jesus nailed to the cross.
"Oh, my God," she said again in total disbelief.
She didn't understand why her priest would not only tattoo his cock with an image of Jesus on the cross but also with chapter 3, verse 16 of the Gospel of John tattooed to the underside of his prick.
"I find that with the Crucifix tattooed on my cock, when a nun blows me, that the Sisters of the Holy Order of Virgins truly believe that they're sucking Jesus," he said with a dirty laugh. "Whether on your knees praying or on your knees sucking cock, what is faith if you don't believe? Go figure," he said shrugging his shoulders while wagging his erection before her horny eyes.
She looked at him with disgust while he looked at her with sexual lust. With her head completely turned around, switching their roles, she now looked at him with sexual covetousness and avariciousness while he looked at her with kindness and compassion. Indeed, with her needing to give him the benefit of the doubt, perhaps he was a special priest. Perhaps he was a seer, a clairvoyant, a prophet, an oracle, a soothsayer, and/or a psychic and could see things that others couldn't see. Perhaps, indeed, he was the chosen priest, a holy man who could transcend all worlds, Heaven, Earth, and Hell.
Perhaps by using reverse exorcism, he could see if she should remain as a nun or leave the convent. Perhaps sent directly from the Almighty One Himself, perhaps he was here to help the Sisters of the Holy Order of Virgins hear their calling. Perhaps he was here to help the lonely, the lost, the hopeless, the faithless, and the sexually frustrated women of his parish find their way. Perhaps, he was blessed by God Himself. Perhaps God gave him his huge penis as his tool and as God's way to help all women to not only see the light that would illuminate their way but also to restore their faith for them to continue to believe.
'Amen,' she thought while signing herself in her mind.
Now that she suspected that he may be a special priest who was chosen by God, perhaps, he truly can restore her faith by an ejaculation of his holy cum in her doubting body. Thinking the thought with as much curiosity as she thought it with sexual excitement, what harm would it do for her to try? With her thinking of leaving the convent anyway, what harm would it do for her to have sex with her priest? Not doubting that she'd enjoy the physical and sexual contact, but perhaps having sex with him would indeed restore her faith in God and reinforce her belief in her religion.
"Oh, my God," said Sister Kathryn.
While still playing her role as the sexually reluctant, holier than thou nun, she made a sickly sour face as if she had just swallowed a bug and/or was physically sickened by the sight of his cock. Yet, truth be known, she was torn and twisted inside. On one side was her God, her religion, and her vow of celibacy, and on the other side was this handsome priest offering her sex.
As if the Devil stood before her, it was as if the Devil was tempting her to submit, to stroke, to suck, and to anally fuck this man who called himself her priest. Just as he wanted her to give him a hand job, she wanted to give him a hand job. Just as he wanted her to give him a blowjob, she wanted to give him a blowjob. Now, just a he wanted to fuck her in her ass, she was ready for him to fuck her in her ass.
She needed to believe. She needed to have faith. She needed to think of her priest as if he was an Earthly extension of her Heavenly Jesus Christ, her Lord and her husband. As she would with Jesus if she was in Heaven, she needed to stroke Father Thomas, suck him, and anally fuck him as if she was having sex with her Heavenly husband. Her dream, her religious vision, and her sexual fantasy come true, if only she could mix sex with religion while still remaining a nun, indeed, that act alone would restore her faith.
Even though she was disgusted by him and offended by his tattooed prick, unable to hide her real sexual feelings for her priest and for his cock, she couldn't help herself from staring at his growing member. She had never been as sexually excited since becoming a nun more than ten years ago. As if she was kneeling before Jesus Christ and as if she was sucking the son of God, honestly, she couldn't wait to kneel before his tattoo prick.
It had been such a very long time since she had even seen a prick. It had been such a very long time since she touched a prick, stroked a prick, and sucked a prick. Yet, unable to control herself, she knew if she wrapped her fingers around his cock, without a doubt and with no ands, buts, and maybes, she'd be stroking his cock while sucking his cock. Just as she couldn't wait to stroke him, she couldn't wait to suck him. Just as she couldn't wait to suck him, she couldn't wait for her priest to cum in her mouth before giving her anal sex and cumming in her hand.
"Who am I not to give needy women what they all want?" He looked at her as if he was Jesus Himself taking care of the masses, albeit the female masses. He looked down at his exposed cock before looking back up at her. "Women all wanted to be closer to God by sucking Him," said Father Thomas. Again, he looked down at the Lord Jesus nailed to the tattooed cross while continuing to slowly stroke himself. "Now with my cock tattooed with an image of Him, they can suck me instead while believing they're sucking Jesus," he said with a demonic laugh.
As if she was ready to take him inside of her mouth, she looked at him and his exposed erection with her mouth gaping open. She had stroked and sucked worse and much better cocks than his over the course of her sexual life. From small dicks to big dicks, to circumcised cocks and uncircumcised cocks, to white pricks, black pricks, red pricks, and yellow pricks, when it came to giving men hand jobs and/or blowjobs, she was an equal opportunity cocksucker. Even though she loved being a nun, she still had her fondness and deep rooted sexual desire for stroking and sucking cock.
Moreover, if she was to describe herself, she'd not only describe herself as a nun, a Sister of the Holy Order of Virgins, but also a cum slut. When it came to swallowing cum, she had swallowed enough semen to build a man from all of the cum she swallowed so why not swallow Father Thomas' cum too? In the scheme of things, with her perhaps leaving the convent anyway, what does it matter if she strokes him, blows him, and has anal sex with him? What does she have to lose?
Still, with her not wanting to have the reputation of being a slut nun, a bad nun, and/or a whore nun, she needed to play her role of the victim with him forcing her. Her only defense for Jesus to forgive her for having sex with her priest was for her priest to force himself on her. Besides, if this was more than a test of her faith but a trap contrived by the Holy Mother and Father Thomas, she didn't want to be cast out of the convent for having sex with him. If she was going to leave, she wanted to leave of her own volition and by her own accord. Her way of teasing her priest in the way that he was obviously teasing, tempting, and testing her, she decided to play her game of being the innocent, virgin nun longer.
"Oh, my God, Father. How dare you? That's so sacrilegious of you to have Jesus tattooed on your prick," she said while thinking that she couldn't wait to suck Jesus. She wondered how many other nuns had sucked Jesus while sucking his cock. "Beyond sacrilegious, that's demonly pornographic. Jesus nailed to a cross is something that Satan himself would have tattooed on his prick," she said brilliantly playing her role as the offended virgin and holier than thou nun.
He looked at her as if she was an unruly student in Bible study class who was in need of a good scolding and spanking. Certainly, just as she wouldn't be the first nun that he stripped naked, tied to his bed, and spanked, she wouldn't be the last nun that he stripped naked, tied to his bed, and spanked. Seemingly Sister Roberta loved it when he pulled her over his knees, lifted her habit over her shoulders, pulled down her underwear, and slapped her naked ass red before impaling her mouth with his tattooed cock. If only his rectory walls could talk, they'd confess Father Thomas' sins and what they've seen over the years with him having sex with so many Sisters of the Holy Order of Virgins and with lonely, sexually frustrated female parishioners.
"Oh, don't Father me," he said with impatient anger. "I know my cock isn't the first cock you've seen before Sister."
Continuing to play her role as the virgin nun, she gave him her most sexually offended look.
"How dare you, treat me as if I'm a whore? I'm a nun. I'm a Sister of the Holy Order of Virgins."
He laughed out loud while she acted as if she had never seen an erect prick before when she had seen, stroked, and sucked dozens of erect pricks, perhaps even hundreds of cocks. He looked at her still staring at his cock. She looked at his cock with as much sexual lust as he looked at her.
"How dare I? How dare you? Before you became a nun, you were a slut and a cock sucking whore. I've heard rumors about your checkered past from Sister Mary Elizabeth. You were quite the cocksucker and cum lover in your day Sister," he said with a dirty laugh. "She told me, that you told her, that that you gave so many hand jobs and blowjobs to men in Theology College that you have no idea how many hand jobs and blowjobs you've given."
Sister Kathryn couldn't believe that Sister Mary Elizabeth betrayed her confidence. How could she? Why would she? She thought they were friends. Father Thomas must have had something over her for her to confess her sexual background to Father Thomas, perhaps in confession.
With his cock still sticking straight out of his unzipped pants, he looked at her as if he was a starving man and she was a banquet feast. Then, with him looking as if he wasn't about to take no for an answer, pulling her to him, he pulled her by her wrist and moved her hand to his swollen prick. As soon as he did, taking the hint, she wrapped her fingers around his swollen penis. Game on. With her reluctant before, she wasn't reluctant now.
Yet, wanting to be assured that wrapping her fingers around the priest's stiff prick was okay for her to do, she wanted to believe that having sex with her priest was permissible before she continued. She hoped to God that there was some obscure Canon law that protected her from sin by having sexual contact with her priest. In the way he looked at her with horniness and sexual desire, she looked at him with confusion and questioning eyes.
Only, she didn't dare touch him if that would jeopardize her vow of celibacy and endanger her from still remaining to be a nun. She didn't dare stroke him if this was nothing more than a trap to oust her from the convent. She couldn't possibly suck him and anally fuck him, if that would mean that she broke her vow of celibacy. Yet, if only she could have her cake and eat it too, she'd love to have sex with her priest. If having sex with her priest was her way to renew her faith while still remaining a nun, how could she resist the temptation of stroking him, sucking him, and allowing him to fuck her anally?
She wondered again if, perhaps, there was a secret Canon law in the Roman Catholic Church, an ecclesiastic law, and/or a papal pronouncement she was unaware of that allowed sexual relations between a priest and a nun. Perhaps, just as it was seemingly permissible for priests to sexually abuse children and have homosexual sex with one another without apparent consequences, perhaps it was permissible for priests to have sex with nuns too. Just as it was seemingly okay for priest to receive hand jobs, blowjobs, and anal sex, perhaps it was okay for nuns to give hand jobs, blowjobs, and to have anal sex too.
Now, if she could still give hand jobs and blowjobs while still being a nun in good standing and while being allowed to still live in the convent of the Holy Order of Virgins, she'd endure having anal sex too. Who knows? Perhaps once she tried having anal sex, she may enjoy having anal sex. Her mother, Ingrid, was a big fan of anal sex. How bad could it be? Gay men and many heterosexual men and women seem to enjoy having anal sex.
Besides if anal sex was her religious loophole for her to have sex by giving hand jobs and blowjobs without breaking her vow of celibacy, she'd welcome priests and selected parishioners fucking her in her ass. She'd love nothing more than to make out with her priest while he felt her tits, fingered her nipples, and rubbed her clit. She'd love nothing more than to stoked him and suck him even if she had to endure him fucking him in her ass. If anal sex is her religious loophole for her to give hand jobs and blowjobs, she could see herself staying a nun and living in a convent for the rest of her life.
"Are you sure it's okay for me to stroke your cock, Father?"
As if he was putting ashes on her forehead with his thumb, he anointed her forehead with the sign of the cross before putting a gentle hand to her shoulder.
"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost. You must trust me, my child. Just as you must have faith, you must believe in Almighty God and you must believe in me. Just as I was the chosen one, you are the chosen one too. Just as I'm the one chosen by God to restore your faith, you've been chosen by Mother Superior herself to receive my personal instruction of reverse exorcism," said Father Thomas. He gave her a big smile and a wink. "My only role is as a servant to God. I'm here to help you find your way and to restore your faith again."
While swallowing his crock of shit because she needed to believe his bullshit for her to have sex with him, she looked at the young, handsome priest with humility. Especially with his erect penis sticking out proud before him and in view of her, she wanted to believe that by sucking on his tattooed cock of Jesus could restore her faith. Too tempting for her not to take advantage of the sexual opportunity presented before her, namely his exposed prick, she wanted to believe that just as he was the chosen one, she was too.
Yet, before falling to her knees to stroke him and to suck him and before bending herself over his desk for him to anally fuck her, she needed to play the innocent nun a bit longer. The last thing she wanted her priest to think was that she was a slut or a whore. It's best that he thinks she just another nun that he seduced. In that regard, she needed to make sure that this was just a test and not a trap. Should push come to shove and should her accuser point a finger of blame at her for falling from grace to sexual debauchery, she needed to point her finger of blame at him too.
"Why me, Father? Why me?"
He nodded his head as if he was her wise father, her educated teacher, her physiatrist, and/or her priest all rolled into one. Then, when he pushed back on her skull cap, along with the bandana that held her hair in place, as if her headwear was a symbol of her falling morals and lost modesty, they both fell to the desk behind her. Released from her skull cap in the way she'd soon be released from her habit, even though she still was a nun, of course, it was as if she wasn't a nun for that time.
Released from the confines of her coif, as if released from being a nun for just an hour, her long, naturally blonde, long, lush hair cascaded down her back as if she had sprouted golden, angel wings. Now instead of a nun, she looked more like a woman, a sexy, desirable woman. As if he was some soap opera lover, he looked deeply in her big, blue eyes with his beady, little, brown snake-like eyes. Showing her his sexual intention, he ran his fingers through her lush, yellow hair before sliding a slow and purposeful finger across her full lips.
With her having blown enough men in her sexual life, she knew what he wanted when he touched her full lips with his fingers. With him looking deeply in her eyes and her returning his look of sexual lust, she knew he wanted her to suck him. Forgetting that she was a Catholic Nun, had taken a vow of celibacy, and had given herself to God as one of his wives, she was now his for the taking.
"Mother Superior confessed that you've been troubled, my child. The Holy Mother told me that you've been slowly losing your faith and have been praying very hard to find your faith again," he said while still playing with her lips with his finger.
Unable to help herself, she accepted his finger in her mouth and sucked it as if she was taking Communion or was already sucking his cock.
"I have Father," she said ejecting his finger from her mouth with her tongue for her to speak. "I've been praying so very hard to God to find my faith again and to regain my belief in Him."
He smiled at her as if he was the pontiff.
"She sent you to me to help you with that. I can help you, my fallen angel. I've helped many nuns of the Holy Order of Virgins before," he said as if he was an oracle who possessed a miracle instead of a priest who possessed a big, hard prick.
Momentarily covering his cock with his hands, he folded his hands in front of him as if he was a monk instead of a priest. Then, unfolding his hands to expose his cock to her again, he put a hand on her shoulder again as if he was her father in addition to being her priest. Yet, instead of looking at her as if he was her father and/or her priest, he looked at her as if he was already her lover.
"I have. Seemingly, I've lost my way Father Thomas," she said looking up at him with sorrow and sadness before looking down at his exposed prick with sexual excitement.
As if he was the Lord Jesus himself, he removed his hand from her shoulder to open his hands. He showed her his palms as if welcoming her to join him in the valley of the forbidden, the forsaken, and the forlorn. Without being forceful, he was persistent in seducing her to give him sex in exchange for him renewing her faith. Seemingly, the deal that she needed to make with this devil, he was unable to give her one without the other. Unable to renew her faith without a sex, seemingly it was a win/win for both.
"I'm here to help you restore your faith. I'm your way to reconnect with God," he said placing his hand on her shoulder again.
This time, making his sexual intention known, he gently pushed down on her shoulder until she moved to her knees in front of him. With his erect prick only inches from her mouth, he looked at her with kindness while she looked at him as if she was about to cry. In the way he'd soon be slowly slide his cock along her ass and parting her cheeks with his cock, he slowly slid his cock across her lips before parting them.
"You're here to help me and to restore my faith?" With his cock pressed against her lips and making it impossible for her to say no, she looked up at him wanting to believe him. She looked up at him wanting trust him. She looked up at him as sexually depraved as he seemingly was. She looked up at him wanting to give him sex as much as he obviously wanted to give her sex. "You are? How?"
He smiled at her as if he was the Pope. He looked at her as if he was Jesus on Earth. Only, he wasn't the Pope and he wasn't Jesus. If he was anything, he was the Devil disguised as a priest. If he was anything, he was a perverted priest and a predator who preyed on innocent nuns.
"Don't question, Sister. Just believe. Don't question, Sister. Just suck. For my reverse exorcism to work and for me to inject you with His holy spirit to renew your faith, you must have faith. I cannot renew your faith if you don't believe that I can," he said while putting a gentle hand to the back of Sister Kathryn's head.
Wanting to believe that Father Thomas could renew her lost faith, she opened her heart, her soul, and her mouth.
To be continued...
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