SISTER'S CANINE HABIT
By Paul Gable


Chapter 1

Her mother had always told her she was beautiful. She felt, however, that she was
neither beautiful nor ugly. Blonde-haired, small, she was nonetheless full-figured –
large, pendulous tits, firm thighs, lithe legs and a plump yet rounded ass that had
drawn admiring eyes from all the boys at school. But she had had another vocation
chosen for her than that of flirting with men and, later, marriage. The union with God
would be the only union that would satisfy Sister Mary Theresa.
And yet now she felt something else besides religious fervor as she stood in front of the
cracked bathroom mirror. Was it wrong to feel that pull of the flesh, that hellish fire in
her cunt that turned her thoughts away from the cross?
The saints have felt this. 'Who am I to think I would not?' the young nun thought as
she curled her slender fingers around the porcelain sink and pressed her burning thighs
against the cool surface. She had received her final vows only two months ago from the
archbishop. Her father had been so proud of her. But her mother still doubted her
devotion to the Church.
Perhaps her mother had seen something in her she hadn't. Sister Mary Theresa didn't
know. But ever since she had come to this convent in the rolling countryside of Central
California, the attractive nun had felt something stirring inside. It was a force she could
not comprehend, but one she instinctively knew would be an evil one. And those
dreams!
"Ohhhhhhh my Lord, help me."
The young nun gripped the edge of the sink a little harder as she thought of those
erotic dreams that had begun to plague her just after she'd retired from vespers. There
were all those beckoning shadows that Sister Mary gladly ran to. When she reached
them, there was a bed – the covers turned down, some faceless man naked and
reaching out for her. She shrank back, her cunt burning, itching so that it made her
awaken panting heavily. She would lie there, her nipples stiff and hard, her taut flesh
glistening with a sheen of sweat. And there between her white, shivering thighs, her clit
burned like a tiny jewel. No, she never touched her pussy, although the temptation was
great. She could hear the even breathing of her sister novices in the dormitory all
around her. How she envied their self-assurance as they slept peacefully in the early
morning hours while she burned with unholy lust.
God is testing me, she had thought, sure once she'd received her final vows the
temptation would be over. But it had only become worse.
Now, as she stood in front of the mirror, beads of sweat collected on her tits, rolling
down her cleavage to her navel. She was breathing hard, as hard as when she had
awakened from those awful erotic dreams. Her eyes were glazing over while her mouth
went slack. Shivering, the young nun massaged her flat belly, her hands working slowly
lower and lower until her fingers began sifting through the tangled blonde thicket of
her cunt.
"No, I can't... can't..."
Sister Mary Theresa stopped, her fingernails inches away from her pulsing clit. How she
wanted to touch her pussy. She felt spaced, dizzy while her fingers curled into the soft,
tumid meat of her pussy. No, it was wrong to touch her cunt. All the holy teachings
had stated that plainly.
"Can't... not strong enough."
All those dreams had done their job. Giggling a little hysterically, the young nun felt
the frightening power in her cunt. She began wriggling her hips from side to side, the
plump asscheeks jiggling and adding to the friction pulsing in her pussy. Her clit
seemed to tighten, throbbing more and more while a delicious pain surged through her
cunt and spread into her belly.
"Oh God, God, protect me," the nun murmured, her head drooping.
Sister Mary stared at her feet. How her toes curled against the cold white tiles of the old
farm bathroom. Outside, she could hear dogs barking and some of the joyous morning
greetings of her sisters. If they only knew she was standing here feeling...
Sister Mary let out a sharp laugh, her laughter quickly turning into a moan as another
powerful spasm shot through her pussy. Yes, she was going to do it this time. No
longer would she ignore her pussy. Her fingertips slipped yet another inch down. In a
moment they were slick with cunt juice.
"God..." Once, the young woman tried to stop. But the pulses in her cunt continued,
getting worse, it seemed, when she wasn't touching herself. "Holy Mother, Mary..."
The words died on her lips. The prayer was a mockery. Instead, the nun found herself
leering at her image in the old mirror. The flush on her cheeks, the hardness of her
long nipples, the wetness around her cunt told the story. There wasn't one thought of
God in her mind right now. Her mind went back to those erotic dreams, the dreams
that featured that faceless man who wanted to... to fuck her. Yes, fuck her.
"Fuck..." That dreadful, unholy word babbled from her lips, echoing in the bathroom.
Sister Mary groaned, pitching forward and rubbing her burning forehead against the
cool mirror glass. Fucking. Fucking in every possible way. She had heard dreadful
stories from the girls at school about what they'd done. Her friends had purposely
painted the scenes vividly, knowing they would deeply offend Mary. They had been
right. But now all the stories came back – stories about sucking cock, about getting
fucked in the ass, about cumming several times while the man had his mouth to a girl's
cunt before he fucked her.
Sister Mary pulled her cuntlips farther back, exposing her pulsing clit. She felt around,
her fingertip brushing over the rounded hot head of her clit. The nun let out a hissing
breath. How good it felt! How darned good it felt while her fingertip slipped around
deep inside her pussy.
"Nooo... oh God, give me strength, the same strength you gave your son Jesus."
Again, the prayer seemed so out of place as she concentrated on her pussy. Again the
thought came to her that she wanted to touch herself all over, all at once. But both
hands were full of soft, furry, tightly packed cunt muscles. Sister Mary Theresa leaned
over the narrow sink. Her tits flattened on the damp mirror. She pressed her shoulders
closer to the cold slippery surface.
"Ummmmmmm!" No one would come in. They were all finishing breakfast or going to
the fields to work. It was a farming convent, one that demanded much hard work.
Sister Mary Theresa had chosen it to start her career. What a beginning this was,
finger-fucking in front of a mirror! "Ohhhhhhh!"
Her shoulders' were sliding up and down while her stiff-tipped tits rubbed against the
glass. All the while, the young nun flailed her clit with her thumbs. Her fingers were
curling into her cunt, fucking in and out, sliding over the juice-slicked hollows and
valleys of her pussy. Oh, she had touched her cherry. Yes, she had touched her cherry
with her fingertips. That was something no one, nothing could break. Surely she would
be sent straight to hell if she broke her cherry. Feeling a thrill of shame and guilt, the
nun slipped her fingers back, concentrating on the wonderful pulsing bud at the top of
her cuntlips.
Fucking. That was what she was thinking about now. The lessons of the holy saints
were lost on her as she began wondering how a man would feel on top of her. Yes, a
man – hard muscled, firm, with a long cock holding her down, pinning her body
against her narrow hard bed and fucking her.
The thought sent another white-hot flash racing across her pussy. Her cunt muscles
cramped, making the pussy walls slap together – audibly, sucking in air. Sister Mary
pinched and plucked at her clit while striking her tits against the mirror. A roaring
developed in her ears. Yes, she was close to cumming.
"Cummmmmm..." There, she had said the forbidden, had pronounced the dreadful
word. Nothing had happened. The ceiling hadn't crashed down on her, nor had the
floor opened up and swallowed her. "Cummming!"
Her nostrils flared and burned with the oxygen she sucked in to feed her sweaty,
twisting body. Sister Mary knew she was rutting – rutting like those farm animals!
Her asscheeks tightened, separating, then tightening again. The young nun sawed her
cunt with her fingers while she twisted her fingers around and around. This is how a
cock must feel, she thought, slamming her forehead hard against the mirror once again.
How hard it was for her to keep her balance now. The room seemed to be dropping
away. The tiny clit between her cuntlips was swollen with blood, stretched like a small
thumb and easy to grab hold of.
Sister Mary Theresa fucked her fingers deeper in her wet, velvety cunt and jerked her
thumb and forefinger in and out. She was gasping and sobbing, sawing and twisting her
cunt. The nun was going mad with lust, not realizing the door behind her was opening.
It was good, too good. It was hellishly wrong to have it so good. Sister Mary had to
stop. She wanted to stop finger-fucking. She was crying now, hot tears on her cheeks.
But she just couldn't stop. There was nothing in the world that could have prevented
her from cumming now.
"Cummmmm..."
Nor did the nun care if her sisters heard her throaty cries of lust through the thick
walls. Nothing mattered now except the mad throbbing between her shivering legs. She
swayed from side to side, the delicious fire burning up her legs and consuming her
cunt. She was rocking her hips madly, her fucking fingers adding to the friction.
Sister Mary Theresa was moving quickly now, her asscheeks slapping wetly against one
another while her tits jiggled against her heaving chest. She felt a strange kind of hot
dampness envelop her cunt. And then the nun knew she was cumming. Oh yes, she
was cumming, that itchy hot ache turning into something much more intense.
Reaching down, the nun gave her clit a final jerk.
"Yaghghhhhhhh!"
Flames of incredible goodness encased her body. Sister Mary somehow managed to stay
on her feet, pulling one juice-slick hand from her cunt and hanging onto the porcelain
Hp of the sink. Her feet slid back and forth, her knees banging against the rusty
plumbing underneath. Sighing and crying, the girl felt the throes of climax for the very
first time. How wonderful they were! Sister Mary wondered why she had never touched
her cunt before, if the rewards were as delicious as this.
"Uhhhhhhh..." Still on her toes Sister Mary stretched herself, wrenching her thighs.
More pussy juice boiled over her thickly curled cunt mound and trickled down her
thighs. She sighed deeply, half-laughing, half-sobbing as the last of her cum seared her
cunt. Nothing, nothing in the world had prepared her for such an overwhelming
experience! "Ohhhhhh, God"
As she rubbed her knees against one another, an image suddenly crossed her mind. It
involved a story the Mother Superior, Sister Dominic, told of her experience during the
Vietnam War. She had been a novitiate then, a girl from a small town who had been
sent to Southeast Asia because of her medical training. Even though she hadn't been
officially received into the holy ranks of the Church, she had attended to the needs of
the faithful. One summer day, soldiers from the Viet Cong arrived in a village where
she was staying, raping the peasant women. They spared no one, including the nuns
housing her. Sister Dominic also fell victim to the soldiers, being stripped, humiliated,
then raped repeatedly throughout the day. White women, whether holy or not, were a
prize, it seemed.
As Mother Superior told this story to illustrate the horrors of wars, her face turned gray
and her lips tightened. But, Sister Mary Theresa now recalled, there seemed to be a
kind of light glimmering in the older woman's eyes. This perverse excitement was
transmitted to the highly impressionable child of the country, Sister Mary Theresa. It
haunted the girl long after the story had been told.
And now, as she jerked and twisted with the last of her orgasm, that image of rape and
humiliation came back to her.
Her hands grabbed at her tits. She squeezed harder and harder, her belly heaving while
her thighs tightened. Oh, oh, it would be wonderful to have someone doing that to her.
Again she thought of that faceless man, the man who would hold her down to her bed
and rape her.
How lucky Mother Superior was to have experienced a man – to have felt a man's
touch, no matter how brutal it was! She thought of Mother there in the dirt, her holy
robes stripped from her body, her white thighs exposed while soldier after soldier
crawled atop her and fucked her.
"Uhhhhhhhhhh"
Then suddenly Sister Mary Theresa's cries of ecstasy turned to surprise as she felt
something very cold touching the back of her leg. The young nun twisted around,
peering heavy lidded down at... at Champion, the young male Doberman Mother
Superior had purchased two months ago.
A flash of shame reddened her cheeks. How long had he been standing there? Covering
her tits and cunt, she teetered backward, her bare ass slapping against the sink. His big
brown eyes were rolled upward, staring at her as her fingers still brushed teasingly over
her cunt. She had been finger-fucking herself in front of this male animal! And yet, he
was only a dog. What could he possibly think, if anything at all? Sister Mary closed the
door, making sure it was locked. Unlike many convents, each nun had her own private
bath in this large, rambling farmhouse.
"Champion, you aren't going to say anything, are you?"
Sister Mary took in deep, calming breaths of air. Reality began to seep into her mind.
She would have to shower once more, then dress quickly or they would surely miss her
at morning prayer. There would be another invigorating day of outdoor work, devotion
to God, then sleep. And then, those dreams again.
"Champion!"
Sister Mary drew back, her jaw slackening as she felt the dog swarming around her legs.
He was nosing her, pushing his snout up the backs of her legs and sniffing at the cunt
juices that had wet down her flesh.
"Champion, perhaps you had better go back to the rectory and..."
But the dog wouldn't leave. As Sister Mary stretched her hand out for the doorknob,
she felt his tongue sanding over the soft spot behind her right knee. Her jaw went
slack, her lips tightening while her knees threatened to buckle and give way.
"Nooooo..."
Awful, terrible. This animal was interested in her sexually! Oh, no, no, this cannot be,
Sister Mary Theresa thought, stretching out both hands and gripping the mirror for
support. Her burning cunt pressed deliciously against the cool sink.
"Away, get away!"
Sister Mary Theresa tried kicking at the swarming beast. But the Doberman only
ducked his black, handsome head, whimpering through his nostrils, then moving
around and sticking his snout up between the nun's quivering asscheeks. Sister Mary
jumped, nearly tumbling to the floor.
"Uhhhhhhhhh!"
He was cornering her, cornering her as if he were Satan himself. Sister Mary began
mouthing several prayers for help and guidance as she stared at the advancing animal.
He was huge – big, black, muscular, his gleaming fangs barely visible under his black,
rubbery lips. Champion licked his maw, that long pink sloppy tongue hanging out only
for a moment. Again, stories of how girls let boys lick their cunts
came back to her. Why, the nun didn't know.
"No, don't, Champion! Please..."
Sister Mary Theresa couldn't call for help. Surely the other nuns would suspect what
had been going on in her private bath all along. How could she explain? Another lick,
this one on her right thigh. A scream caught in her throat, one she stifled. His nose was
pushing hotly against her cuntal mound. It was at this point the nun realized she was
still aroused, still wanting yet another climax to sear her pussy.
"Oh no, no! Holy Mother, this can't be! Oh, don't let it happen," she prayed, secretly
hoping her prayers would be unheard as the dog advanced.


Chapter 2

Sister Mary could smell her hot pussy now as the animal began licking the backs of her
legs in earnest. His long sloppy tongue made her flesh crawl as she fought for balance.
Champion was moving around to the front once more, drawing his tongue over her
skin, then moving it up to her cunt.
"Noooooo..." Vainly, the young nun tried pushing the animal away. Champion
wouldn't be stopped now. He could smell his prize now and wanted it. "Nooooo!"
Sister Mary turned, facing him with one hand raised.
"Get... get away from me... go, get out of here!"
Her words sounded harsh, perhaps too harsh for the poor, helpless animal. After all, he
was only an animal responding to an animal smell. Her smell. Sister Mary trembled,
her fingers shaking as she stared at the big dog. What would it be like, having a dog
touching her pussy?.
Again, the dog touched her. The sudden, scalding pressure of his powerful tongue as it
peeled her cuntlips apart almost brought her to her knees. She felt his tongue stretching
over her pussy, touching her clit. Champion was growling low in his throat, his short
black fur standing up around his neck. It was all too much for the young nun to take
in. She slapped her hand down, her fingertips barely touching the beast.
"Oh, go away!"
But Champion wouldn't leave. He moved up, licking over her clit. Sister Mary felt her
knees shaking. She bit blood from her bottom lip. It was happening. The dog was
licking her pussy, touching her, making love to her. All those vulgar jokes about
women and dogs were coming trueright here in the convent!
The air seemed to thicken all around her. Sister Mary put one hand to her throat,
fighting for air. Everything seemed to go black for a minute as the dog began fucking
his tongue into her pussy. Oh, she just couldn't pull him away from her. She couldn't
make him seem to stop. She felt her asscheeks tightening up against the sink.
Again Sister Mary tried slapping the dog. Champion ducked once more, almost
grinning at her as she stumbled forward. She felt his body bumping her legs, felt the
brush of his snout.
"Get away, you bad dog."
Sister Mary stumbled across the bathroom, banging her forehead against the wall. She
reached up for support, curling her fingers around the metal towel rack. Desperately,
the nun tried to hold herself upright. But dreadful, wonderful things were happening in
her body. With a woeful cry, the young woman pulled the rack from the wall, tumbling
to the floor.
Champion wasted no time. He pounced, his forepaws bracing on her thighs as he
nuzzled her pussy, then her ass. Again, he growled – a warning growl, one that told her
not to interfere with what he wanted.
"Oh, please... oh God, Holy Mother, don't let this beast destroy me."
Sister Mary felt her ass tightening on the cold floor, her feet kicking against the old
bathtub. Champion was licking her, touching her pussy with his hot tongue. Wildly,
the nun tried crawling backward like a crawfish, her knees scraping over the floor. Her
eyes widened with fear and guilt as the animal followed her. There was no way she
could keep the dog from her pussy. He had determined to be with her, to lick her, to
do perhaps something far worse. And there was no way she could get rid of him
without bringing the entire convent onto the scene!
Sister Mary was on her elbows now, watching him with fear and confusion. Her cunt
ached from the recent hard cum. And yet she was ready for another. Yes, she was ready
to climax again! Shaking her head, Sister Mary had to tell herself time and time again
that there was a dog between her splayed thighs – a large Doberman, a fearful dog, a
killer dog eating out her cunt!
"Uhhhhhhh..." He was touching her in that special spot again. Yes, he was licking
across her clit, mouthing her pussy, then stiffening his tongue and fucking it deep in
her cunt. "Nooo!"
Sister Mary kicked out one leg, bending the other and tucking it under her ass. She felt
as if she were losing her mind. Surely she was losing her religious bearing from all this.
There would be no way back, no way to return to the flock if she were to let this thing
go on. But that dark force she had sensed earlier reared its head, pushing her on.
The animal's tongue was trailing higher, going along the insides of her thighs. Why was
it making her feel so wonderful? Sister Mary Theresa felt her elbows collapsing. She fell
backward, wallowing her shoulderblades against the cold tile floor. She didn't care what
position she was in anymore. It was wonderful, wonderful having that steady lapping
wet friction against her pussy. Again and again, the young nun felt Champion's tongue
halving her cunt with its wet force, slipping over the juice-slicked folds and hollows.
More of his spit trickled down between her asscheeks, wetting down her clenching
asshole.
"Mmmmmmmm!"
Wonderful, wonderful! Sister Mary writhed her young body on the floor, her legs
kicking outward as the animal feasted on her cunt. Unbelievably, Sister Mary was
moving her thighs up and down in... yes, fucking movement. She wanted to fuck his
tongue, fuck it as if it were his cock! She shook her head again, looking down and
peering under his lightly furred belly. Between his dark hindquarters the pun could see
something red peeking out of his cocksheath. Cock! Oh yes, yes, it was cock, the thing
she'd been dreaming of for months while here at the convent. Could she dare?
"Nooooooo!"
Again Sister Mary crawled backward, now finding her spine resting against the tub.
There was nowhere she could run, nowhere she could hide from the dog, let alone
herself. He followed, now opening his jaws and taking hold of her pussy. Sister Mary
let out a groan, curling her fingers into two tight fists and beating them against the
floor. She felt his teeth sinking deliciously into her cuntal flesh, raking the aroused
nerves in her pussy. The dog rolled his' eyes up, watching her while pinning his pointy
ears back against his head. Again and again, he shook her pussy, licking the bottom of
her cunt gash at the same time.
"Oh please... ohhhhh!"
Champion gave no quarter. He kept shaking her pussy, watching, studying her while
backing away. His stubby tail wagged with delight. Why, oh why, had Mother Superior
purchased this animal? It had been for protection, the older nun had told the others.
But what kind of protection did they need out here in the countryside?
"Uhhhhhh..."
Sister Mary was drawing her hands up to her tits, rubbing the turgid nubs with the flats
of her palms, then turning her hands around and pinching her nipples. The resulting
sharp pain made her cuntal muscles contract against the dog's probing tongue.
Champion whimpered, pushing his forepaws against her ass and licking up into her
pussy. Yes, yes, she knew what was happening to her and loved every second of it!
"Ohhhh, Champion! Ohhh, doggie!"
Sister Mary couldn't control herself anymore. What did God want of her? Why was he
testing her this way? And why was she failing, so miserably? The hunger of her body
was making her do this, a hunger so intense it burned through her cunt like the fires of
hell.
Groaning loudly, the young nun pushed her hands down to her cunt, feeling the musky
mess of her pussy hairs slicked .with her cunt juices and doggie spit. Champion nuzzled
her hands, then lapped at them hungrily. Sister Mary Theresa drew her hands back as if
they'd touched something dreadful! No, she couldn't participate in this thing. It was
terrible, perverted. But how could she stop the awful chain of thoughts rioting in her
mind right now? The dog sensed her rising excitement. He was licking the bottom of
her ass now with his hot tongue, slicking her pussy again and. again until the nun
thought she was dripping with his saliva. Now he was moving back, back, drawing his
tongue over her shitter until the gray pink wrinkled flesh was wet with his hot doggie
spit.
"Oh, no! Holy Mary, protect me...protect me from Satan."
Her yammering prayers fell short. The dog was licking the fleshy insides of her thighs
now, firing up her cunt like a blast furnace.
"Ohhhh, that tongue... oh, it's sooooo good licking up and down."
Her clit burned and throbbed from the steady friction. Her family, religion, the
convent, Mother Superior now vanished from her mind. All the nun could think of was
the dog and the stiff tickle of his coat against her naked feet. Drool oozed from the
corners of her mouth as she twisted and writhed under the licking pooch.
"Uhhhh... nooooooo!"
She just couldn't take anymore of this with out dying. Sister Mary threw her head from
side to side, kicking her legs out, stiffening them. She hit her ankles against the sink,
feeling the bruising pain. It made her wince as Champion moved around and began
shaking her cunt again between his bone-crushing jaws.
And then something very strange happened. It was something that took her breath
away at the moment. Champion backed away, giving a few parting licks to her cunt.
Sister Mary rose on her elbows once more, peering through her long blonde lashes at
the Doberman. He was hunkering down, licking his paws, then looking at her pussy
hungrily. Sitting on his haunches now, Champion licked his cock.
Sister Mary let out cry. She knew immediately what he was trying to tell her. Fucked by
a dog! He was waiting for her to turn around so he could mount her. His prick was
sticking straight out. Sister Mary Theresa had never seen an animal's prick – at least,
not this closeup. She blinked, studying the stiff cock as it throbbed between
Champion's hindquarters.
"I can't... I just can't go through with something like this."
But she felt herself drawn to the dog's prick the way a moth is drawn to a flame.
Champion stretched his head forward once more, drawing his tongue lovingly across
her arm, then moving it down until it touched her thigh. Sister Mary winced. No, no,
she shouldn't go through with this.
But again something was pushing her in that direction.
"Come here, boy."
Sister Mary Theresa had been on the farm long enough to know how animals fucked.
She turned around, her hands and knees on the floor. The young nun was wagging her
ass around, feeling the seepy heat of her arousal burning her clit.
"Uhhhh,oh my God in heaven!"
Sister Mary Theresa dipped her head, jerking her body from left to right as she felt the
Doberman's strong paws rub up against her ass. Her inner thighs chilled and burned
alternately while she bobbed her ass high in the air. Champion barked, licking his
tongue along the seepy slit of her pussy. Sister Mary nearly went limp, catching herself
as she fell toward the floor. Her ass wiggled up higher as she positioned herself for the
fuck-stroke that would put he meaty cockshaft in her cunt. Her tits, cunt and asshole
pulsed with tension. The nun could feel her fat cuntlips unsticking, peeling back,
getting ready for the dog's fucking cock.
"Ohhh, Jesus, save me... dear God in heaven, forgive me!"
Sister Mary didn't know what she was saying as she wagged her ass in front of the
cunthungry Doberman's snout. The animal licked her ass once more, then put a
possessive right forepaw on her ass. The nun let out a howl, curling her fingers, digging
the nails against the smooth bathroom tile. It was happening! Oh yes, it was happening
to her!
"Fuck!" That awful word again, and bubbling so easily up to her lips. "Uhhhhhh!"
Another paw and more weight. And then the nun felt Champion mount her. Yes, she
could feel his furred body pressing down on her spine. Her belly bowed downward
while Sister. Mary let out another groan of delight. She could feel it! Oh dear God, she
could feel the hard, slick bony thing rubbing up and down against her ass! Sister Mary
Theresa stopped moving and crouched quietly, her breathing matching the heavy
panting of the animal. She could feel his claws scratching hard against her ribs. His
forelegs tightened while he pressed his chin against the valley between her
shoulderblades.
It was going to happen! The seepy heat in her pussy burned with a greater ferocity.
And then the nun felt his cock sinking into her flesh. His cockhead shoved at the slick
walls of her pussy, scratching that awful itch! Sister Mary groaned, feeling her cuntal
walls snug up against the animal's fucking boner. Oh, it was so delicious to feel his
prick fucking into her juicy pussy! She could actually hear his cock slurping into her,
frying up in her hot cunt oil, getting ready to ram down hard into her pussy.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh, fuck..."
The dog barked, his hindquarters moving up against the backs of her legs. He kept
fucking his prick in. His fur tickled her flesh while more and more perspiration rolled
down the nun's hanging tits. Champion growled, fucking the last knobby inch of his
prick into her pussy.
"Oh, my God!"
Her cherry! Her cherry was stretching under the incredible force of his fucking. Thank
goodness the dog's cock wasn't that long. But he was jabbing his cockhead now against
the tiny, thin membrane! Sister Mary felt a shock of fear rush through her. She moved
forward, shaking her head, feeling something like an itchy pain rush through her cunt.
The dog held on, moving with her. At times he growled loudly, snapping at her ears,
wondering why on earth this woman was trying to get away now!
"No! Oh, don't do this to me! Oh, don't... don't... owwwwwwwwww!"
Sister Mary felt a tearing, ripping sensation deep inside her pussy. It was followed by a
shock of pain that took her breath away! Champion had done it! He had fucked her
cherry out, ripped through into the depths of her cunt. Sister Mary Theresa yammered
in pain, her elbows bowing out, then collapsing. The young nun, pitched forward, her
forehead striking the cold hard floor.
No longer a bride of Christ! she thought with horror. She had "betrayed her vows,'
herself, her God! The dog's cock was deep inside her, his groin rubbing up against her
burning cuntlips.
And still he didn't give up. Sensing that he had caused her this pain, Champion still
fucked long, hard and deep, holding onto her as if she were his prey. His doggie hips
pushed and shoved, piledriving his prick in. In several moments, the young nun
realized just how much she was enjoying this in spite of the pain.
"Fuck... fuck... fuck!"
Her words came out strained. How good it was to feel that long cock throbbing in her
pussy. Her cuntal walls squeezed tightly around the dog's cock, holding it in a silky,
well-oiled trap. As the dog's weight settled down, she felt her clit being crushed, tickled
by the hard, knobby length of the Doberman's cock. How deliciously naughty it was
having this' happen to her! Again she thought of Mother Superior's story about getting
raped. She could well understand that glint in the old nun's eyes. She could understand
the confusion in the Mother's mind while being raped again and again like a beast in
the fields. Well, she was fucking a beast, and it was wonderful!
"Oh, please do it... oh fuck, fuck..."
The word echoed in the steamy bathroom as the sounds of fucking filled Sister Mary's
ears. The dog shoved his ass up high, getting his cock into position for a powerful
downstroke. He held it there for a while, then pushed down hard. His prick fucked in
like a red-hot rod through butter.
"God!"
No more! Surely she could take no more! She would reach climax! And still the dog
fucked, gripping her body hard with his forelegs while fucking into her pussy again and
again!


Chapter 3

"Uhhhhh... fuck..."
Sister Mary Theresa thought she would lose her mind being fucked by the Doberman
like this. Her spine sagged. Her arms and legs spasmed under the constant fucking
pressure against her pussy. And still the dog showed stamina, fucking long and hard.
Each fuck-thrust brought a grunting response of unholy pleasure from the young nun.
She thought of all those fantasies she'd had in the early morning hours while her cunt
burned. They all came into play now as she crouched there, covered by the fucking
Doberman, waiting for her cunt to erupt into climax.
"Cummmmmmm..." How naturally that word came from her lips now!
Sister Mary felt the dog fucking his cockmeat into her pussy with incredible skill. At
least, she thought it was skillful. There was no hesitation. It was as if he had done this
before many times. A craftsman! The thought brought a hellish laugh to her lips as she
thought of the animal going from nun to nun at the convent, fucking all of them in the
same way.
A convent filled with nuns lifting their skirts for dogs! A holy place staffed with brides
of Christ who only wanted dogs to lick their cunts. They would pray in public, then
perform acts of sexual degradation so unholy that Satan himself would applaud with
delight! She closed her eyes, imagining Reverend Mother bent down this way, her habit
flung back, her aged legs high in the air while Champion nuzzled down and shoved his
maw into her withering pussy. Sister Mary imagined the look of ecstasy on the old
nun's face, the delight she hadn't known since that awful day in Vietnam when she'd
been repeatedly raped by the enemy!
"Uhhhhhhhhhh!" Her ass quivered with the sensation as if it were squeezed full of
prickmeat as well. She was filled with the dog's prick, stuffed from her cuntlips to her
belly – or so it seemed. When the nun felt the animal's cock tighten into an iron
weapon, she knew the end was near. Yes, he was going to shoot!
"Ohhhh, do it, doggie! Oh yes, come on, shoot! Ohhhh!"
Sister Mary Theresa knew – at least clinically – how male animals came. But this
would be the very first time she had 'actually experienced it. For a nun of twenty-four,
this was a mind-exploding experience. Some of her former girlfriends had shamed her
with stories of their feelings during orgasm. It didn't seem possible for a human being
to have feelings that intense.
"Uhhhuhrhhrhrhhrrrrrr!" Seconds away! Yes, she was only seconds away from that
delicious madness. Her ass wagged under the dog's furred belly. Perspiration burned
into her nostrils and eyes as she swayed and fucked back onto Champion's cock. Were
those his fuzzy little balls she felt slapping against her ass?
"Fuck..."
In a few more fuck-strokes, the dog would be spurting ropes of cum into her pussy. No,
no, she didn't want this to end. In spite of the perversity of this act, Sister Mary wanted
the fucking to go on and on and on.
"Nooooooo!"
The dog slowed down his fucking movements.
Sister Mary crouched there, panting heavily while the dog readjusted his position on
top of her. She felt his furry forelegs tightening around the area just below her tits. 
His prick throbbed and jerked as if it had a life of its own. Champion moved his
hindquarters back a little, making his prick rub up against her clit. Sister Mary Theresa
let out a tiny groan, her body shivering at that light touch. Oh yes, yes, she was very
hot, extremely aroused, waiting for the final fuck-thrusts that would send her reeling
over the edge and down like Alice in Wonderland through a world of exploding lights
and shapes!
More. More! She wanted more friction, more of that animal's rigid prickmeat. The nun
didn't care about holding off any longer. She was ready, ready to explode, ready to cum.
"Cummmmmmmmm!" Again, she cried out that wonderful word!
The dog fucked his cock in again, grinding his crotch up against her ass. Sister Mary
felt that his balls were so full of cum. The animal began making a growling, moaning
sound that sent shivers up and down her spine. How Sister Mary's blood scorched her
veins as she teetered on the brink of a tremendous orgasm!
Sister Mary Theresa felt that she was split, divided by that fucking dog-cock. The
thought brought her that much closer to her climax. She clawed at the floor, her nails
making pattering sounds against the tiles. The room was falling out of focus. Yes, this
was it! This was that moment of madness she had read and heard about so often. It was
going to happen to her. Sister Mary Theresa was going to have her first climax! The
young nun backed up against the dog, her short blonde hair dangling in front of her
eyes while her ass wagged frantically.
A string of drool oozed from one corner of her mouth. Her tits slapped together, the
hard tips rubbing against the floor. For a mad second, the nun wished someone were
sucking her nipples, pinching them hard while the dog kept on fucking her pussy. She
would have loved that, loved having her tits sucked and pinched while her cunt was
being fucked by the animal's prick.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" and then it happened! That pulsing white-hot moment of madness
was on her, sending the nun into a spasm of yelping screams.
"Yaghghhghghghh!"
Oh nothing, nothing could have prepared her for the intensity of her climax! She felt
her cuntal walls cinch down hard on Champion's cock, drawing it deeper into her body.
At the same time, sister Mary felt something hot coming out of his cock. Cum! Jizz!
Spunk! All the words for a man's jism came to her mind at once as. the animal
tightened his grip even more around her belly.. It was as if he were afraid he were going
to scoot away from under him. But Sister Mary was in the wild throes of her own
climax. An atomic bomb couldn't have moved her from under the Doberman's grip.
"Ohhhhh, Champion..." Sister Mary Theresa moaned his name again and again as she
felt her pussy filling up with his spunk. Her cuntal muscles cramped deliciously in a
pleasurablepainful series of spasms. Again and again, her pussy milked down on the
dog's cum-spitting prick.
The young nun felt herself coming unglued under the dog's relentless fucking. His
powerful jaws snapped at her ears as he settled down against her body and finished
fucking deep into her cunt. The young nun exploded and collapsed, exhausted from the
workout and her violent climax.
When she opened her eyes, Sister Mary found herself on the floor. Her head was
against the side of the tub. Pushing one hand through her short hair, she blinked at the
dog. Champion had curled up and was licking his cock. She had heard about that.
Dog's came so hard it was almost painful. That was why they licked their shrinking
pricks the way they would lick a serious wound. Sister Mary shivered then dropped her
eyes, turning away from the scene.
"Dear God, what have I done? Oh, Holy Mother, what have I done?"
Her whispers seemed so loud. She cringed, thinking the entire convent could hear her.
She had been a nun for such a short period of time, and already she had had a crisis of
faith. Sister Mary drew both hands up her naked arms, rubbing the flesh briskly as a
shiver chilled her very soul. She had heard about priests and nuns who did terrible
things. They had rejected God. In the end, of course, they came back contrite to the
Church. Would the same thing happen to Sister Mary?
"God..."
She would start now. She would start by washing away the awful delight she had
experienced with the licking, fucking animal. Getting up, ignoring the aches in the
backs of her legs, she turned on the shower water, making sure the water was cold.
How her flesh chilled under the icy spray. But it was the only way she knew of to start
her penance. Sister Mary concentrated on the spray and on the pain it inflicted on her.
The nun felt shame and confusion and, most of all, guilt with herself: To have done
something so awful and to have enjoyed it was beyond forgiveness. She would have to
work out her own measure of penance for this act. Surely she couldn't confess this to
the good father who came weekly to hear the nuns' confessions. He would certainly tear
her from the confessional and bare her awful sin to the world. She could well imagine
the looks of horror on her sisters' faces when they learned she had fucked a dog!
Something out of the ordinary had happened. It was a momentary relapse. The nun
turned in the metal stall and let the cold water flood over her tits and belly. She was
still a little excited. And one part of her wanted to keep that level of excitement,
perhaps even push it higher. No, no, she had already made her mind up on that one.
She would never let something like this happen again.
"Work... I'll do more good works."
Yes, she would keep busy, serve God and man. She soaped the flesh where the dog had
licked, working the suds over her swollen pussy and trembling as the slick feeling made
her clit tremble.
"No, I won't... won't fail," she said between her clenched teeth. She couldn't! She just
couldn't fail in this task. Her life had been devoted to God, or so she thought. She
would continue to serve God!
For a second, Sister Mary even thought about killing the dog. But what good would
that do? The devil lay inside her, not the animal. She stepped from the tub, drying
herself and wrapping a towel around her body. She stepped carefully over the animal.
He raised his head and looked curiously at her.
 "My God!"
She would have done it again. Oh yes, she would have been down there on the floor
and fucked the dog one more time if she hadn't had that long conversation with herself
in the shower. No, she would pray for strength from God. Surely He would give it to
her! Surely he wouldn't leave her to this misery!
Sister Mary cracked the bathroom door open and stepped into her room. She could
hear the other sisters down the corridor in the kitchen. There was still the faint smell of
breakfast in the air. Her stomach rumbled. The nun had sacrificed a meal for this. Had
it been worth it? Sister Mary pushed that question out of her mind. There could be no
more analysis of what had happened. Her eyes were riveted on the wooden cross nailed
over her narrow bed. The room was furnished simply. There were two chairs to either
side of her bed and a small three-drawer bureau in which she kept her plain wimple
and flowing black dress. When they worked outdoors, the nuns never wore their
complete Outfits. The flowing dresses and tight-fitting, starched white wimples were
things of the past. Except, of course, for high holy days. Today was just another long
workday in the fields and in the barn. Sighing, Sister Mary dropped the towel and
pushed more salacious thoughts of the dog from her mind.
She could still feel his paws scratching her. As she stepped into her coarse cotton
panties and drew them over her thighs, she noticed the long red marks on her flesh.
She shivered. Thank goodness they were all living-in separate rooms. A luxury, really,
compared to several other orders. Moving quickly, the nun slipped into her cotton shift,
adjusting the rope belt around her waist. It was a simple, almost peasant outfit devised
by Mother Superior for easy movement and comfort while working.
"Dear God."
This was no time to think of sex. She ignored the animal who had since trotted from
the bath and was now nuzzling up against her right ankle.
"Get away, Champion, " Sister Mary pleaded, stepping into the kitchen area.
There were Sister Frederica and Sister Katherine Mary, cleaning the pots and dishes.
They all nodded, staring at her as she made her way silently through the kitchen and
out the back door.
It was beautiful outside. She inhaled the cool morning air, watching as the sun slowly
rose from the rounded brown hills of the countryside. In the distance, she could bear
the lowing of the cows. They were Mother Superior's pride and joy. The convent had
been on a self-sufficient footing for several years now, the direct result of Mother's good
management and shrewd bargaining with the local farmers. They even were able to
export several foodstuffs to nearby markets in Fresno. It was hard work, but rewarding
work as well.
For a moment – just for a moment – the young nun had nearly forgotten about
fucking with the beast in the house. She was once again the idealistic nun out to work
hard and serve God. Then a twinge in her pussy reminded her she was of the flesh as
well – perhaps too much so.
"Must work." That would surely take her mind off things. Good hard work, and prayer.
The young nun picked up her skirts and walked to the fields.
Today, it would be her job to supervise several of the strong Mexican field hands they
had hired earlier to pick the small field of tomatoes Mother had had planted earlier this
year. Already, they were in the fields. Sister Mary was pleased. She had had some words
with the big field boss Manuel over the pay and treatment of some of the workers. She
had insisted on being as fair as she could, while Manuel, she feared, was more
interested in having money in his pockets.
She saw him – tall, thick-muscled, standing there naked to the waist under the
warming California sun. Sister May pushed thoughts disturbing her once more from
her mind as she strode through the waist-high tomato field toward him.
"Good morning, Sister. Beautiful, isn't it?" "Yes, good morning, Manuel. Is everything
going well?"
She felt his animal magnetism, more perhaps because of her recent fucking spree with
the animal. Sister Mary wondered what it would be like to be fucked by someone as
animal-like as Manuel. Would he excite her more than the Doberman had?
"As well as it can, Sister. They were working hard. Maybe you were right."
"About what?"
Sister Mary shaded her eyes, feeling her cunt swelling open under the concentration of
heat around that furry little bundle. He was so handsome, so... so masculine! She
swayed a little in the light breeze, feeling her cotton shift tighten up around her. The
breeze and the resulting fluttering of her shift revealed her full attractive shape to the
young field worker.
"Paying them high wages does help. They are all very pleased, Sister. Maybe that's
making them work harder. I think Reverend Mother will be very pleased with our
work."
"I'm sure she will. Well, carryon, Manuel," Sister Mary said cheerfully, feeling her pulse
quicken as her eyes flashed over the field hand's body. Wrong! Wrong!
Sister Mary turned and walked slowly through the field, nodding good morning to the
workers and feeling the bright sunshine against her body. How she wanted to remove
that shift and run naked through the fields, perhaps with Manuel just as naked beside
her. Wrong! Wrong!
Again, the young nun shoved her sinful thoughts from her troubled mind. The workers
behind her were singing while Manuel supervised. Things went well. The young nun
moved through the fields, then found herself heading toward the barn. Her duties lay in
the tomato area behind her. Why was she walking in this direction? In the distance, she
could see more sisters working about, tilling the soil, even running a small tractor.
About to move back to the field, Sister Mary caught sight of something very odd,
something so strange she stopped in her tracks and observed quietly. Sister Frederica
and Sister Katherine Mary were walking into the barn. They were unobserved by the
others and were doing their best to remain that way. At least, their sneaking
movements seemed to suggest that.
At first Sister Mary thought nothing of it. The nuns were busy about the farm, free to
wander as they chose. But then something made her move again, almost sneak up to
the barn building. Looking about nervously over one shoulder, Sister Mary saw no one
was following her. The other nuns were too busy with their work or were off in chapel
praying. Her fingers gripped the door handle and she pulled. They hadn't locked the
bolt. That would prove that nothing was happening untoward inside, wouldn't it? Sister
Mary felt a little ill-at-ease doing this. But still her curiosity drove her to it. Sister
Frederica and Sister Katherine Mary were assigned house chores. What were they doing
inside the barn?
Opening the door, Sister Mary shut it quickly behind her feeling a little breathless as
darkness enveloped her. She stood in the darkness for several minutes, letting her eyes
become accustomed to the dark. Then, stepping forward, she moved through the barn
carefully, listening for sounds. Nothing.
What on earth could those two nuns be doing?


Chapter 4

"Ohhhh, isn't he fabulous, sister?"
"He certainly is. Ohhh, do you think we should?"
There was a long pause.
"There's no one to see us. Why not?"
The conversation was overheard by Sister Mary as she made her way down the wide
aisle that ran between empty stalls. There were sounds of rustling fabric. Disrobing!
They were removing their clothes! Sister Mary Theresa put one hand to her heart,
stepping carefully over the thick carpeting of straw as she inched forward toward the
laughing sounds of the two young sisters.
"Uhhhhhh... oh, he's so big... so handsome. I don't think I've ever seen anything as
handsome as he is."
"Oh, I agree, Sister!" the other nun said.
Sister Mary Theresa was almost at the back of the barn. A small light was burning
overhead, barely illuminating the small space in front of her. There were sounds of
kicking and stomping. It was at this point Sister Mary's mind began to function again.
She remembered hearing Reverend Mother talking about a new stallion she had
purchased from Mr. Jamison down the road. He had owned a horse-breeding stable
along with his farm. Retiring to Florida with his second wife, he was selling off his
stock at cost.
"And how soft he feels."
The conversation was chilling Sister Mary's flesh. She stepped forward, keeping well to
one side so the nuns couldn't see her. There were more kicking sounds, followed by
snorting.
"Careful, Sister!"
"I'm... I'm sorry. It's that it's so... so exciting doing this, don't you think?"
There were more giggles.
"It's just that I don't know how long I can keep my vow of chastity," Sister Frederica
sighed.
"I know. It's so difficult, especially here. If only I could be as cold as Sister Mary
Theresa."
Sister Mary froze, feeling her cheeks burning with shame.
"I know, I know. She's such a piece of rock. An iceberg. Surely she'll take Reverend
Mother's place when she dies."
"Let's not talk about this, sister. Let's just look at the horse."
"Look? I thought we came here to do more."
Sister Mary felt her nipples edging out, rubbing tantalizing against her cotton shift. So,
they thought she was a woman of ice, a nun who would out Mother – Superior
Mother! Sister Mary moved into view of the stall. She stopped, her breath catching
while her eyes widened.
Standing there next to the horse – stark naked – were the two young nuns. Sister
Katherine Mary's dark hair lay comfortably behind her ears as she moved her fingers
along the panting stallion's heaving sides. Sister Frederica had her long lithe legs spread
apart, and her blonde cuntal bush seemed to frizz with excitement while she rubbed the
animal's head.
"Oh, he's so handsome, Sister. And, you know, my cunt is so hot. I mean, it's so
burning hot," Sister Frederica confessed.
"Mine too!" Sister Katherine chimed in hurriedly, her voice throaty with excitement.
"Oh, and look! The horse! He's excited, too!"
The two nuns turned and peered down between the black stallion's hindquarters. They
were right. Sister Mary Theresa drew back, putting her hand over her throat once more.
She had never seen a cock that big! Not even in those silly sex education books she'd
been forced to look at. His cock was so thick, so long! No, no, this can't be happening!
It was a dream, a nightmare! But even after pinching herself Sister Mary found herself
still standing there by the stall listening to the excited conversation between the two
naked, attractive nuns.
"I'm going to touch it."
"Be careful, Sister."
Sister Mary turned again, watching as she clutched at the wooden wall. Sister Frederica
was kneeling down, sliding under the horse's legs while Sister Katherine stroked the
animal calmingly. She saw the young girl stretch out her right hand tentatively; draw it
back with a look of confusion on her face.
"What's wrong'?"
"I... I don't know if I can do it. I mean, we've talked about it. But still..."
She hesitated, then pushed her hand forward again toward the black, slimy cock. Sister
Mary licked her dry lips, watching those slender fingers as they moved toward the
animal's huge prick. The stallion snorted, shaking his proud head. Sister Katherine
stroked his head once more, cooing to him.
"There, there, boy, there."
Sister Frederica was touching his cock.
Sister Mary watched as the young nun brushed her fingertips up against the stallion's
prick. The animal didn't move. He froze, his sides heaving in and out while he snorted
against Sister Katherine's bare tits.
"It's so strange, Sister."
She slid up more carefully, eying the hindquarters once more, then moving to the
animal's cock and balls. This time, the young nun wrapped her fingers around the
horse's cock and began tightening them.
"His... his thing. It's so hot! I mean, It's really warm and everything," Sister Frederica
said, almost babbling her excitement incoherently.
"Oh, I've got to touch it!" the other nun said.
Sister Katherine was rubbing the horse's head excitedly, twisting around and trying to
peer under the stallion's body. Meanwhile the other young nun was jacking her hand
up and down the animal's fat prick, her tongue licking her dry lower lip. Sister Mary
Theresa could see that the girl was frantic-aroused by the horse's colossal cock. She
stopped her jacking for a second, drawing her face near the big black cock. Sister Mary
Theresa felt her knees knocking together. Would she touch that slimy cock with her
mouth'? It seemed the young nun was thinking about that!
"Ohhhhh..."
"Sister, what are you... oh, my God!"
Sister Katherine had left the animal's strong head was kneeling down now by the other
nun's side. She kept stroking the stallion to keep him calm while Sister Frederica was
starting to lick the horse's cock. Up and down her tongue went, trailing along the veins
that seamed the black prick flesh. .
"It's so good, Sister," the young nun moaned.
Her fingers gripped the horse's cock still, the tips gently caressing the cockshaft while
her mouth slipped up and down the fat, throbbing sides. "It's so hot... ohhhhh, I'm so
hot!" Sister Mary Theresa leaned against the wall, feeling her pussy swell open. Her
flesh crawled with unspeakable excitement as she watched the two young nuns handle
the horse in front of her. How she wanted to race up to them, join them in this unholy
venture. But something kept her to one side. She fought for control, feeling the juice
seeping from her throbbing cunt and trickle down her shivering thighs.
Fucking. Yes, she could well imagine those two letting the horse fuck them! Instead, the
young nuns were only fingering the stallion's prick. She could teach them to do
something else. Again, the nun remembered the dog's hot touch! She could almost feel
his tongue lapping at her thighs, his paws scratching her ass then her sides lovingly
while he fucked his pointy knobber into her cunt. A powerful spasm made her clit
throb harder than before. Sister Mary braced herself against the wooden wall, turning
again and watching the scene before her.
"Ohhhhh, what would Mother do if she were to find out?" Sister Frederica wondered,
rubbing the flat of her hand over the horse's meaty cockhead.
The stallion snorted again, shaking his head. His long mane fluttered above his
powerful neck.
"Disown us. Make us renounce our vows," Sister Katherine said sadly.
"I... I don't know if I haven't already done that."
"Don't think it, Sister."
The two fell silent for a moment. Then Sister Frederica began licking the horse's cock
again, her long pink tongue trailing along the stallion's prick. She moved her head
around, spreading her knees farther apart until she was slipping her lips tightly around
the animal's cockhead.
"Oh, Sister, what are you... what are you doing?"
Sister Frederica had no time to answer. She was sucking the horse's cock, drawing her
mouth up as far as she could until she began gagging. The animal was getting wilder by
the second. He stomped around the stall, banging his thick-muscled body against the
rotting wood. There were times Sister Mary thought he was going to tear right through
the stall.
"Ummmmmffffff!"
The young nun moved her head up and down, stroking the horse-cock with one hand
while playing with her cunt with the other. Sister Katherine contented herself with
toying with the animal's balls.
"So good... oh, let me try it, Sister. Please, let me," sister Katherine begged.
"Be careful. He's so excited," Sister Frederica said pantingly, wiping her mouth with the
back of one hand.
Sister Mary watched the two of them switch places, the other nun quickly slipping
under the horse's heaving belly and slipping her mouth onto the spit-slicked cock. The
stallion snorted and whinnied, his big brown eyes rolling in his head. Sister Mary
moved around until she was nearly standing in the stall. Neither of the nuns could see
her. They were so excited, so intent on the stallion's prick that they wouldn't have seen
a bulldozer next to them. Both were licking the animal's prick now, their tongues
slithering up and down the full eleven-inch length of that slimy black cock while their
fingers fluttered over the horse's huge balls.
Sister Mary swayed, feeling the room sinking away from her.
"Ohhh, Sister, I think he's going to... you know, going to... cum."
"Oh, yes, he seems that excited!" Sister Katherine agreed.
Sister Mary thought the ceiling would crash down on all three of them. Surely the three
deserved severe divine retribution for what they were doing. But nothing happened.
Instead, the breathing of the two nuns increased while they ran their tongues more:
frantically up and down the animal's prick.
"Oh, look! He's doing it!"
"Dear, sweet Jesus, you're right, Sister!"
The stallion had lost control. Sister Mary watched as he spread his forelegs, dipping his
smooth muscular ass up and down while straightening his tail. Again and again white,
rope-like squirts of cum shot from his cock, spattering on the ground between the two
naked nuns.
"Oh, I want to taste it!" Sister Frederica turned her head around, cupping her mouth
around the flat, bulbous cockhead.
Sister Mary could hear her gagging, choking and coughing. But still the young nun was
swallowing the horse's spunk. She watched the young nun's throat working as she
swallowed more and more of the hot, spurting horse-jizz. Sister Katherine watched
greedily, trying to push her friend away, then finally giving up. She resigned herself to
stroking the animal's pumping balls, groaning while she fingerfucked herself.
"Ohhhhh, it's soo good!" Sister Frederica fell away, rolling onto her back and fucking
her fingers in and out of her pussy.
Sister Mary moved once more behind the stall, watching around the corner as the nun
finger-fucked herself. She was burning up, herself, Next came Sister Katherine, falling
to her side and doing the same thing.
"Oh, dear God!" Sister Frederica rolled suddenly onto her flat belly and clamped her
thighs tightly. Her fingers still squished wetly between her tightened cuntlips.
Sister Mary thought she was going to fall to the hay-strewn floor as she watched the
nun pump her ass up and down. It was a fucking motion, one she doubtlessly wished
the horse could have joined in. The stallion was steady now, his head twisted around,
his eyes focused on the two women frantically fucking themselves with their fingers.
"Uhhhhh, oh, Sister, Sister, this is so wonderful, sooo... aghghghhhhhh!" Sister
Katherine cried, kicking one leg in the air.
It was obscene, a terrible thing the two of them were doing. Surely Satan must be
rejoicing in his kingdom as these two nuns writhed and bucked under the steady gaze
of this beast.
"Uhhhhhhh!" Sister Frederica's face was pinched as if she were in extreme pain. But
Sister Mary knew it wasn't pain she was feeling. It was that pleasure so intense it made
the nun jerk and groan. Sister Mary felt her own shoulders shuddering. And then Sister
Katherine came unglued, twisting and bucking while her fingers fucked in and out of
her convulsing pussy.
"Oooooooo gooooood!" the little nun screamed, her knees rubbing together.
"Yes, sooo good," Sister Frederica agreed with a sigh.
"So good," Sister Mary whispered, turning away from the two nuns and resting her
shoulders against the wooden stall.
"Ummmmm, lets do this again tomorrow," Sister Katherine said.
"Oh, we must be careful, Sister. Sister Mary Theresa keeps a watchful eye on us."
The conversation had turned a little more conventional now. Both talked dreamily, their
voices strained slightly from the exhaustion of their climaxes.
"She's so busy in the fields. She wouldn't notice if we sneaked away."
The two of them giggled. Sister Mary wanted to cry. She felt as if she were losing her
mind. She was a nun, a bride of Christ. And yet she was standing there listening to the
two of them talk in this way and doing nothing. How her heart pounded. Her cunt
seeped hot moisture as she stood there eavesdropping.
"I wonder... you know, if she ever thought about doing something like this?" Sister
Katherine said, her question broken by a giggle.
"Her? Oh no, Sister. Her calling is far stronger than ours!"
Sister Mary Theresa wanted to rush out and tell them the truth. Instead, she just stood
there, biting her lip. A tear of shame and frustration leaked down her cheek. The two
nuns had had a wonderful time, and she stood there with nothing to her credit. Her
faith had been severely damaged, and she had no balm for her aching cunt.
"Well, we'd better get back to the house. Mother Superior's eyes were always peering
around. And Sister Mary will catch us surely if we aren't prompt in our chores," Sister
Katherine said, slowly getting up from the hay.
"We have to be careful to clean ourselves and the clothes."
Sister Mary had heard enough. She couldn't stand it any longer. Quietly, she stole from
the rear of the barn, feeling her lungs would surely burst if her heart didn't first.
She cracked open the door, slipping out into the cooling air, closing the door behind
her. She looked around. Nothing had changed. The tractors were still meandering up
the gently sloping hillsides while the field hands were busily harvesting the bumper
crop. A gentle breeze blew in from the east, rustling the tall grass. It was so peaceful,
so... so Godly! And yet what had happened in that barn betrayed all of God's laws!
"Sister, is there something wrong?"
Mother Superior's thin voice cracked her composure. Sister Mary wheeled around,
trying to organize her thoughts as the older woman peered up at her from her aged
eyes.
"Oh, nothing, Mother. I was just going over the figures from this fall's harvest. It seems
quite substantial," she said.
The old woman screwed up her eyes, studying her carefully.
"Are you sure that's all you were thinking of?"
Sister Mary trembled. It was as if the old nun could peer right into her soul and see the
trouble and hypocrisy brewing in there.
"Yes, Mother. That and... well, I was wondering about my being right for this convent."
"Ah, a small crisis of faith" the old nun said, smiling with some satisfaction, as if she'd
found the root of the problem. "Come, we'll talk in my study. These things have
happened to me. I've watched you, and lately you've seemed restless."
Sister Mary had had no intention of speaking with the old nun. But there was little she
could do. She was afraid her face showed her thoughts, her smoldering lewd want. If
she had to do this, she would. But now the thoughts of fucking the dog entered her
mind as she strolled slowly with the old nun toward the house. As they climbed the
stairs, she caught sight of Sister Frederica and Sister Katherine stepping from the barn
and rushing toward the house.
Hypocrites, she thought, then blushed as she thought of her own dark secret. How,
dear God, would this end?


Chapter 5

The talk was devastating for the young nun. Sister Mary avoided all direct questions
with evasive answers, only making Mother Superior more suspicious than ever. She
finally begged fatigue and a desire to get back to her supervisory duties. It was only on
the promise of coming back and talking more that Mother Superior finally dismissed
her from the informal hearing. Sister Mary wasn't sure just how long she could
maintain this ruse. Surely she would need help from somewhere to ease the guilt.
"Ohhh, sorry, Sister."
It was Sister Katherine Mary, nearly knocking her over as she rushed from the kitchen
into the rectory.
"That's fine, Sister. Just move more slowly," she said, smiling gently.
How Sister Mary Theresa wanted to take her by the shoulders and shake her! But
instead she lowered her eyes, folded her hands in front of her and moved silently
through the big house. They were getting ready for vespers. Evening prayers would be
followed by a long vigil. This was in honor of yet another feast for the Holy Virgin.
How would Sister Mary be able to stand up to that? She would be honoring something
which she had lost... and had lost in such a foul manner!
Sister Mary stepped out into the evening air. The field hands were gone. Manuel was
winding up some business with Mother, and he would be leaving soon. Sister Mary
spotted his blue Ford pickup truck parked at the side of the house. Again, she felt a
shudder of lust, the same shudder she'd felt when the dog had touched her.
"Dear God, God..."
Perhaps if she prayed by herself, in the fields, begging God for forgiveness and
guidance, this terrible lust would disappear. Sighing heavily, the young nun threaded
her way through the barnyard, avoiding the barn and walking into the fields. She had
walked some distance from the house when she noticed something running toward her.
In a second, Sister Mary recognized the dog!
"Oh no, no, please God, no further temptation!" Sister Mary begged.
But the animal knew nothing about temptation, about the crisis of the soul All he knew
was that he was horny and the person who had helped him before was now alone in the
fields.
"Oh, Champion, don't... don't do this to me! " Sister Mary begged.
The animal leaped around her, barking, pushing at her with his powerful head. She felt
her body thrilling to that touch. Watching Sister Frederica and Sister Katherine lick
that horse's cock had made her hot already. Looking around a little nervously, the
young nun saw that no one was around. No one would see her. She still had some time
before dinner and vespers.
"Ohhh, boy – ohhhh, Champion, come on."
Her cunt was flooding hard enough now to wet her cuntal curls. When she walked, her
swelling cuntlips pressed together and seeped more slick pussy juice. She moved on a
little farther from the house. Sister Mary sighed, feeling her throat and chest tighten
with excitement.
"Now, boy."
The Doberman stopped, cocking his head to one side and looking up at her. He
whimpered through his nose, raising his hind leg and scratching at a flea.
"Oh, yes, Champion... oh yes, we're going to do it again."
Criss-crossing her arms, the young nun slipped her shift from her head. The scratchy
material teased over her tits, making her shiver with delight. Next came her coarse
cotton panties, smelling of the pussy juice that seeped freely from her fuckhole now.
"Ohhhh, Champion, you're a handsome, handsome animal!"
Again, an image of the two nuns sucking horse-cock flashed through her mind and
made the nun shiver with delight.
"Come here, Champion!"
Sister Mary fell back into the grass, spreading her legs. The feel of the sharp grass
against her sweaty ass made her hotter than ever. Slowly, the dog advanced, licking at
her sides, then moving around to her pussy. Sister Mary sucked in a ragged breath, her
face growing slack at the hot, sexy touch of his tongue. She was quivering with
anticipation, eager to have him bury his muzzle in her pussy. She wanted him to eat
her cunt and fuck her like a bitch in heat.
She was a bitch, not a nun. Sister Mary spread her knees a little farther, feeling her
cuntlips unstick sexily. Oh yes, yes, there could be nothing more exciting than having
the dog's tongue doing this to her. To know that she smell of her pussy was making
him excited sent the young nun off into a rush of excitement. She felt him licking into
the tangled thatch of her cuntal hair.
"Uhhhhhhh..."
Champion was moving his head around now, drawing his tongue over her belly, then
up to her tits. She lay down, her shoulders pressed against the ground while the dog
braced himself over her body. She was giving herself completely to the animal,
surrendering to him as a woman would surrender to a human lover. She felt him
licking her tits, drawing his tongue over the half-inch red nubs, then moving his snout
down to her chest. She felt the weight of his sharp claws against her heart and sighed.
"Ohhhhhhhh!"
Sister Mary felt cunt juice drenching her soaked cuntlips, dripping down her ass.
Champion moved down again and started eating her cunt. His nose moved up and
down through her cunt slit, forcing the inner pussy folds apart. He was stretching the
mouth of her pussy so deliciously. She cried out, cinching her eyes shut and grabbing
hold of the surrounding grass with her trembling fingers.
"Oh, oh, dear God! Ohhh, it's soooo good, sooo good I'm going to die!"
Did all the blessed saints travel through this dark night of the soul? Sister Mary
shuddered, tears of incredible pleasure staining her flushed cheeks as she tensed her
asscheeks. Up and down, up and down she worked her ass in sharp fucking movements
as the dog ate her pussy.
"Oh yes, Champion, oh yes, it's sooooo good, so good having your tongue down there!"
The touch of something on her cunt was something she'd been wanting ever since she'd
seen the two nuns licking the horse's prick. And now that she was getting it, Sister
Mary couldn't let anything so dismal "as guilt and wondering about the night of the
soul obscure her pleasure. She moaned loudly, writhing her shoulderblades against the
ground. She petted the dog with both feet while he lapped at her pussy. It was spit,
doggie-spit drenching her cunt. This was something that the saints themselves couldn't
enjoy.
Champion growled and let his fangs nip along the puffed outer edges of her cunt. The
feeling was something new to the young nun, something that sent her senses reeling
out of control. It hurt, but hurt in a way that made the woman grind her ass up for
more cunt lapping.
"Ohhhhh, Champion!"
His fangs dug along her dainty cuntal flesh.
His neck hairs bristled with the wildness he felt. Again he growled, tossing his head
from side to side.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
This was madness, sheer insanity! And yet the young nun would have sold her soul for
the pleasure racing through her body at this point. She clawed at the Doberman's
furred back, urging him on even when the biting was making her wince in pain.
She kicked her legs out again, wrapping them around the dog's body and fucking her
cunt back at him. In and out, in and out she fucked his snout, thinking of a man's
prick, of that horse's fat cock and how something like that might feel in her pussy.
That thought hurried her on toward climax. Sister Mary felt the flames of incredible
goodness licking along her thighs, igniting her clit. The tender places between her toes
itched. She dug her feet against the dog's sides, rubbing the soles along his black fur.
She had to have more friction, more of something to take care of the dreadful ache
tearing her to pieces. Her body was responding fast to the dog's sloppy cunt-licking.
"Ohhhh, Champion, oh do it! Do it, doggie, do it! Fuck me!"
Again, she was wanting the dog's cock inside her pussy. She had to have that warmth,
that feeling of something very hard and hot splitting her in two. Champion backed
away for a second, once more taking her cunt between his jaws and shaking it gently.
Sister Mary held her breath until her eyes bulged. Her throat was sore from the scream
she was choking down.
The animal was pawing at her thighs as if he were frustrated – as if he wanted more of
her cunt juices. Champion whined through his nose, plowing his head between her soft,
white thighs once again and licking down deep. She could feel the curling end of his
tongue reaching down, down into her pussy. Sister Mary thought the world was
exploding all around her. White bright flashes of orange light popped behind her eyes.
That dog's tongue! How it penetrated her body, forcing the swollen, hot cuntmeat
apart.
She felt her cuntal muscles convulsing and tightening around the dog's tongue. Yes, it
was close to feeling fucked! And yes, still the young nun wanted that dog to fuck her.
Oh, how good it would feel having his prick fucking between her cuntlips.
"Oh God!"
Footsteps! She was certain she had heard footsteps. What if that dreadful Sister
Frederica were out here? If she were to see her... the thought made her shiver with
revulsion.
"Go back to the house... go," Sister Mary whispered, hitting the dog hard on the sides.
At first, Champion didn't want to go. He stayed with her pussy, clawing at her thighs,
nuzzling her cunt. But the urgency in her voice finally registered on him. Champion
turned around, casting one longing look back before trotting off toward the house.
"Oh, dear God..."
Frantically, the young nun grabbed for her shift, about to throw it over her head when
the tall weeds parted and Manuel stood spread legged and bare chested over her.
"I've surprised you, Sister?"
He was staring down at her with a mocking smile, his lips curled upward while his
black eyes danced merrily.
"I...I..."
"Or maybe I've frightened someone away." A bride of Christ wouldn't be taking a
lover, would she? That wouldn't be in keeping with your holy vows," Manuel said, his
voice dripping with sarcasm.
Sister Mary covered her tits and cunt as best she could with her shift, realizing only
now that her panties were laying nearby. Still clutching the garment to her naked body,
the young nun stretched one hand out, trying to get the briefs without losing her grip
on her shift.
"Here, Sister, let me get them for you," Manuel said.
The young stud reached down and picked up the cotton briefs, fingering them, his
forehead wrinkled with curiosity.
"Hmmm. They seem so damp."
Sister Mary reddened, tightening her grip on the shift.
"And not with water. There's no dew yet," Manuel said, looking upward at the sky.
"And certainly we've had no rain."
Manuel drew the damp panties to his nose and sniffed. She saw his lips curling more
and more into a sardonic smile.
"I know what this smells of, Sister. Did I hear you moaning before?"
"How... how dare you? I... I have never had a man before."
She was telling him the truth. But what a lie she concealed under it!
"Perhaps not," Manuel said, looking a little disappointed. "Maybe I interrupted this
little love nest, hmmm, sister?"
She couldn't let this go on any longer. "Manuel, please, I was just sunbathing. It's a sin,
I guess, but-"
Manuel threw back his head and laughed, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. The
Mexican was so handsome, Sister Mary thought. He was so strong, and yet at the same
time so terrifying. The dog had done terrible things to her, arousing her so. Now her
cunt spasmed with need.
"Sunbathing? Please, Sister. Have some respect for my intelligence."
"But..."
"I'm a good Catholic," Manuel began, bringing himself under control. "I go to church
often, as my mother and father do. But I don't like those who say they're chosen to do
God's work and then do the opposite. Do you understand me, Sister? Do you
understand what I'm saying?"
It was as if he were holding a mirror of truth to her face. Sister Mary turned from him,
covering her face and sobbing freely into her hands.
"I thought as much," Manuel said, tossing the panties in her face. "I surprised you,
didn't I? Who was he?"
Sister Mary shook her head, her fingertips digging into her forehead.
"I cannot tell," Sister Mary said truthfully, feeling she would die if he knew.
Manuel paused for a second, scratching his chin.
"It doesn't matter. Has he fucked you before?"
Sister Mary Theresa nodded her head, terrified that somehow he would discover it was
a dog and not a human lover that had torn her cherry.
"So, you have a lover here, right under Mother Superior's nose."
There was another moment's pause. Then the air was broken with the Mexican's sharp,
masculine laughter.
"When I was young we used to make up all kinds of stories about priests and nuns. Of
course, we really didn't believe most of them. Most nuns we knew wouldn't attract
dogs."
Sister Mary winced.
"But you, Sister, you are different," Manuel said.
His voice was changing, growing softer, throatier. Something in the tone made the
young nun raise her head from her fingers and stare at him.
"You're fucking one of my field hands, aren't you?"
"No, I swear... I haven't touched one of them. I swear it!" she said vehemently.
"Well, then one of the local boys, eh? No matter. Just as long as you're going to fuck
me. That's the only thing that counts."
Sister Mary Theresa shrank back, drawing the cotton shift protectively over her tits.
"No, please, you can't do this to me. I'm a nun! I can't..."
"You threw away your vocation some time ago, Sister when you lost your cherry.
You're fucking some guy here in the valley. You'll fuck me. I'm sure you'll find you've
been letting someone fuck your cunt who doesn't know what he's doing."
"Oh no!"
"Most girls come crawling back to Manuel after they've had a taste of his cock."
His words stung her pride. She drew back, watching as he began unbuttoning his faded
Levi's.
"Please... don't do this to me!"
"I'll make you feel more like a woman than any man ever has."
Stopping at the third button, Manuel paused, stretching out one hand and quickly
ripping the garment from Sister Mary's hands. She squealed, throwing her hands
around her tits and scooting back farther into the tall field grass. She felt the scratchy
grass tickling her asshole and pussy deliciously! Manuel was so handsome. Still, she
hesitated. Would he tell everyone what was going on between them? Wouldn't it be a
feather in his cap to fuck a nun? And then wouldn't Mother Superior find out about it
sooner or later?
"You have a wonderful body, Sister. It's a shame you have to cover it beneath all those
robes."
Manuel studied her for a second, then finished disrobing. Sister Mary let out a gasp.
That cock! It was nearly as long as the stallion's! His cock was two, maybe two and
one-half inches thick, and God only knows how long! Manuel stepped from his
trousers, scratching his balls and smiling pleased at the woman.
"You like what you see, don't you, Sister! most women scream when they see my big
fucker. But not you, Sister. You're only licking your lips. A good sign."
Horrible! Awful! But there was little she could do as he advanced.


Chapter 6

"Manuel... oh please, no..."
She watched wide-eyed as he advanced, his cock swinging back and forth, nearly
striking his muscular thighs. His eyes were glittering now with excitement while his
jaws tightened indetermination.
"I'm going to fuck you, Sister. I'm going to give you what all your holy prayers
couldn't. I'm going to fuck your cunt until you cry for more."
"No... no..." Turning the terrified nun began scampering away like a pursued animal.
Her tits hung low from her. chest, the stiff nipples scratching over the ground. Twice
she stumbled, falling on her face. Twice she got up, barely escaping Manuel's clutching
hands. The weeds flailed at her face, nearly blinding her as she staggered through the
field.
Where could she run? Back to the house? How would her sisters react, watching a
terrified, badly scratched woman reeling into the house stark naked? Would they
believe her about Manuel? Even if they did, wouldn't he tell them the truth – how he
found her, what she had confessed to him? Again, the nun found herself cornered by
her own actions. But still she ran, terror biting at her ankles while Manuel called out to
her.
"There's nowhere to go, Sister. I'll wait for you. In time, you'll come to my prick."
But in fact he didn't wait. He ran after her, his heavy footsteps beating out a terrible
rhythm behind her. Sister Mary Theresa dodged him twice, then lost her footing and
tumbled forward.
"Uhhhhhh!" She pitched headlong into some tall grass. Manuel was right behind her,
grabbing a fistful of her short blonde hair.
"You won't run away from me ever again, Sister. I promise you that."
"No, don't rape me... don't..." "Rape isn't the word I'd use, Sister."
"Oh, Holy Father, protect me, protect..."
"Shut up, Sister Mary. Don't aggravate me, or you'll pay for it!"
The young nun inched back, her fingers curling into the soft ground. Her eyes dropped
to his prick-that great one-eyed monster staring back at her. A droplet of pre-cum
oozed from the piss slit. Cum. Cum, as hot and as thick as the horse's. Surely Manuel
had plenty of jizz stored in those big hairy balls behind his prick.
"No, ohhhhhh..."
He grabbed her by the shoulders flinging her back against the ground. In an instant he
was on top of her, his cock gouging against her cuntlips, then sliding up to her belly.
The cockhead was so hot! Sister Mary thought his prick was going to burn through her
flesh as it nudged against her sunken belly button.
"You are nice, Sister. Your skin's so smooth, so cool!"
He was kissing her tits, mouthing against her throat, then sliding his mouth back down
to her nipples. Sister Mary beat at his face with her tiny fists. Manuel only laughed at
her vain attempts to knock him away. She felt his mustache sanding over her nipples.
And then he was cupping his lips over her nipples, sucking them hard while nibbling at
the sensitive peaks.
That touch was too much for her to resist! Sister Mary arched her spine, wallowing her
shoulders against the soft ground. Manuel sucked in her right nipple, sanding the flat
of his tongue over the rubbery tit tip while biting down gently with his front teeth.
Again and again he licked his tongue over the throbbing nub. At the same time, he was
reaching down, sliding his hand over her pussy until his fingers sank into the wet,
pulsing cuntmeat.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!"
"Whoever he was, sister, he must have been quite a man to get you this wet... hot and
wet down there, just like a woman should be."
"Uhhhhhhhh..."
Sister Mary hunched her ass up from the ground, feeling so good. She wanted to tell
him how good she felt. But somehow the words refused to come. Instead, she twisted
up against him, moaning and panting while feeling him wiggling his hips on top of her.
"Man, I can freak out over you all night, you little slut."
Sister Mary knew she deserved Manuel's harsh words. She felt his cock rubbing up and
down rhythmically against her thighs now. He was dry-fucking her, his body jerking
every now and then as a particularly powerful spasm passed through his prick. Manuel
moved to her other tit, taking the lower swell of the tit mound in his mouth and
sucking and tonguing it.
"Uhhhhh... oh Holy Mother!"
"Not even God himself's gonna help you now, Sister. Not with my prick rammin' you."
"What... what are you doing?"
"You're a bitch in heat. And I'm gonna fuck you like one."
He seemed to enjoy degrading her verbally while toying with her pussy. But Sister
Mary didn't mind. She let herself be tormented this way, just as she let herself be rolled
over onto her belly. He pulled her up by her hips until she was on her knees, her face
pressed against the grass. She had just enough strength to push herself up on her
hands. Doggie-style. He was going to fuck her doggie-style. A thin smile crossed her
lips. If Manuel only knew.
The young Mexican knelt behind her, working his fingers along the insides of her
thighs. She grunted, wagging her ass at the feathery touches.
"Ohhh yeahhh, nice hot ass from a nice hot nun," Manuel said. "Wanna get fucked
back, Sister? You move your ass real nice. You think about these things when you're in
church, Sister?"
"Stop it, please... please, stop this!"
"You want me to stop talking, maybe. But you don't want to stop doing this, do you?"
To illustrate his point, Manuel bent down, fitting his lips tightly to her cunt. Sister
Mary Theresa nearly went out of her mind. Her elbows bowed out dangerously, her
chin striking the ground as she felt his tongue fucking deep inside her pussy. It was just
as it had been with Champion. She groaned loudly, clawing at the dirt with both hands
like a maniac.
"Nice and hot and wet. I like women who are hot and wet like you, Sister!"
The young nun bawled aloud when he fucked his tongue into her pussy once again.
Then she felt the tip gingerly rimming the rubbery surface of her cuntlips. Manuel was
toying with her, teasing her pussy with his tongue, mustache and lips. When she
backed up for more sensation, he pulled away, nibbling at her inner thigh. Oh, she
could have died from madness!
"Huhrhhrhrhhrrrr!"
"Think of me, Sister, when you're praying in front of Nuestra Senora."
He stiffened his tongue once again, fucking it into her seepy fuckhole and growling at
the same time. The vibrations of his voice were heaven to the moaning nun. She
wagged her ass happily against his face, sitting on him. It was wonderful feeling his
chin rubbing up against her cuntlips. Manuel. was growling loudly now, sounding like
a dog. Sister Mary closed her eyes, drinking in the delicious sensations of his tongue
fucking into her cunt.
"Ohhh, sister, you are very hot down there... so hot, I think you're going to burn my
tongue."
She loved hearing him degrade her while he ate out her pussy. Sister Mary spread her
knees a little farther, dropping her ass downward while her tits brushed against the high
field grass.
"Get that caboose back up there, Sister. I gotta have some space to eat you out!"
He slapped her ass lightly with the flat of one hand, making the hot asscheeks jiggle
under his playful force. Sister Mary Theresa yelped, loving the sharp sting of his fingers
against her asscheeks. Her tits rolled forward, the nipples itching and throbbing in time
with the pulse of her clit.
She could feel him licking the deepest parts of her cunt. The tickling of his pussy-kisses
drove the young nun insane. She crawled forward, her knees sinking into the soft dirt.
Somewhere in the distance she thought she could heard Champion barking. He was
probably playing with the birds who loved to sweep down and tease him. Sister Mary
Theresa smiled, her grin turning into a grimace when Manuel touched a particularly
sensitive spot just below her clit. The young woman groaned, her ass sagging down to
the ground once more. Again, the young Mexican field hand slapped her asscheeks
resoundingly, making them tingle and jiggle.
"Ohhhh yes, Sister, you want my cock bad. You want my donkey-cock real bad, don't
you?"
"Ohhhhhhh!"
"Come on, Sister, say it. I like to hear women tell me what they want."
"It's wrong... so wrong."
"Maybe for you, Sister, but not for me. Now, come on and say you wanna get fucked
by Manuel, or he's gonna leave you out here all by yourself. You can fuck the weeds for
all I care."
"No, no, fuck me! Oh, God in heaven, I have to get fucked by you."
Manuel sighed with pleasure.
"That's' very nice, Sister. It makes me happy to know I'm appreciated."
He fitted his mouth back against her cunt, rimming her pussylips. There were times
when his nose pressed against her clit. It was then that Sister Mary Theresa thought she
would surely die from the overload of sensations rattling her young brain. He licked
deep into her cunt, searching for hotter and hotter places. Then, looping one hand
around the young nun's waist, he began toying with her tits. Sister Mary groaned again,
feeling his fingers reaching for her nipples. They found them, pinching the nubs, rolling
them around.
"Oh, Manuel!" Sister Mary cried out his name, feeling an odd release from doing it.
"Yes, Sister. Yes, I'm here behind you, sucking your cunt."
"Huhhhh... mohhhh... fuck me, fuck me with that big cock, Manuel!"
Manuel held her cuntlips apart with his fingers now, stretching her pussy as much as he
could while twisting his head around and around. Sister Mary went out of her mind,
bobbing her ass up and down, growling and groaning nearly as loudly as the young
Mexican.
"Oh yeahhh, Sister. You're ready for fucking now. Manuel's gonna fuck you good and
hard. You're not gonna be able to walk for evening prayers tonight... and probably a
long time afterward."
Sister Mary swallowed hard. She remembered his prick-long, thick and hard, dripping
with cum. Images of the dog and horse flashed through her mind as she crouched there
in the fields naked, waiting for him to fuck her.
Gasps broke from her throat as she felt his cockhead rubbing up against her ass.
Manuel was smoothing his callused fingers over the tops of her asscheeks. She liked his
touch, firm yet gentle. He was saying something to her in Spanish, something she
couldn't understand. Then there was that touch again, this time much firmer than
before. It was his cockhead rubbing up against her cuntal mound. The nerve endings
sputtered, sparks showering into her pussy. The muscles around her cuntal mouth
cramped as she waited for the young stud to carry out his threat.
Manuel looped one hand under her belly and pinched her left nipple.
Sister Mary managed to look between her legs and saw what was happening. Manuel
was greasing his cock with the pre-cum bubbling from his piss slit. She saw the tight
fitting cockskin, the blue veins throbbing against the thin flesh, that meaty cockhead
dark! The young nun let out another howl, wagging her ass as more and more pussy
juice frothed from her cuntslit.
"Uhhhhhh..."
She felt his hands on her ass. Oh, they were so different from the dog's paws! And then
his cockhead was pressing up against her cunthole. Manuel was teasing her again,
giving her short little fuck-thrusts, pulling back, then edging forward once more.
"Huhhrrr!"
"You like that, eh, Sister? You enjoy feeling Manuel about to cum inside you, right?"
"Oh yes, yes!" She was babbling happily, wanting to feel his cock stretching her itchy
cuntal lining.
"Feel it now?"
"Ohhhh!"
Yes, she felt it. She felt his cock so well her ass danced for it. The young nun wanted to
be raped by that wonderful fucker. She let her head drop, her eyes going out of focus as
the heat in her cunt raged.
"Now, Sister, now I'm gonna fuck you! You're gonna think you've died and gone to
heaven."
With that, Manuel hooked his fingers around her slender hips, tucking his legs under
her ass. Sister Mary felt the pressure of his cockhead increase immediately. Her belly
tightened as her cuntlips spread open for his cock. In a second she was speared by that
big cock!
"Hurhhrhhrrhrrrrr!"
The cockhead drove along the seepy velvet lining of her pussy. Sister Mary Theresa
thought she would explode at the sensation. His prick was so long, so very thick. The
young nun gasped with delight, tossing her head back and forth. Her flesh burned with
delight. She felt so sexy, so free. There weren't those frowning nuns, the somber music.
There was nothing but the beautiful field around her, the open sky, and Manuel
fucking her brains out. The young nun let out another cry, wagging her ass and
backing into the Mexican. She wanted him to fuck her like this forever.
"Oh God... do it, fuck me... oh please, do it, fuck me hard!"
"Yeah, Sister, now you can't get enough of Manuel's cock. I told you I'd have you
begging for it!" he cried, shaking the sweat from his eyes.
Sister Mary Theresa felt his fingers bruising her flesh as he gripped her harder. Again
and again he slammed forward, his crotch slapping wetly against her asscheeks. She
hardly knew this man. Women on the streets didn't even let things happen like this so
quickly. And she was a nun, a woman who was supposed to be above the pull of the
flesh. Instead, Sister Mary found herself wallowing in sex, demanding more perversity
as she felt herself being fucked by that wonderful prick!
"Ohhhhh, it's going so deeeeeeep!" She liked that, liked it very, very much! Manuel was
fucking her the way the dog couldn't. His cock was fucking in farther and farther,
touching places Champion's cock just couldn't. It was lovely.
"You like it, baby, when I pull it back real slow? Ohhhh, yeahhhhh," Manuel said,
backing off a little and peering at his cock.
He was pulling his prick out now, watching as fuck juices flowed around the edges of
Sister Mary's cunt. Manuel stopped, his cock halfway out of the nun's pussy. He
watched his cockshaft throbbing against the stretched outer cuntlips while Sister Mary
groaned and begged to be fucked.
"Oh please, please... fuck me, don't leave me like this!"
Manuel shoved down and in until his cock was fucked all the way back into her cunt.
The nun groaned, her arms trembling. She let them collapse while she kept her ass
high, prancing it around as the young Mexican dug his fingers into her hips and fucked
deep again and again. She wiggled hi his grasp, aware of her helplessness. Sister Mary
liked that feeling, liked it a lot. And he was fucking her so well, riding her down to the
ground any time he wanted. At other times he was just teasing her, keeping only his
prickhead buried in her pussy.
"Huhrhhrhr! Ohhh, that's so good... when you do it that way, I go crazy!"
Sister Mary couldn't keep herself from rocketing up toward climax. And when Manuel
kissed then bit the nape of her neck, she howled again. It was heaven. That sensation of
thick cockmeat inside her pussy was the best thing that had ever happened to her!
"Ohhh, I'm so close... I'm so close to... cumming... oh, God!"
Sister Mary couldn't believe she was saying things like that to a man! It made her flesh
crawl with pleasure. Manuel paid attention, easing his cock gently from her cunt. She
felt hot streaks of her pussy juice dribbling down her ass. Sister Mary was soaked,
frothing with her own fuck fluids. Her mind was a kaleidoscope of sexy imaginings. She
wanted to fuck every way there was to fuck. She wanted to stay up all night with
Manuel and do things that would have turned Mother Superior's face gray with horror.
"Oh man, man, you're gonna pop your head off when you cum," Manuel predicted as
he fucked her deep again, holding on tightly.


Chapter 7

"Huhhrhrhhhhh... oh yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me hard!"
Manuel held onto the young writhing nun as best he could. The tingling sensations at
the mouth of her cunt had turned into something quite out of the ordinary. An angry
fire was consuming her pussy, burning up through her belly to her throat. She knew
Manuel was feeling the same thing. His comments were fewer now. He grunted, his
hands slapping her ass at times while his cock fucked again and again into her pussy.
"Man, oh man... gonna shoot my jizz right in your fuckin' pussy, Sister. Gonna blow
the lid right off, man."
"Ohhh, yes, cum, cum, cum!"
Sister Mary was prancing her ass like a mad woman now. Her swollen hot clit was
ready to burst! Her head throbbed while her cunt ran hot lava. Nothing in the world
could have stopped her from her climax.
"Hhhhhhhh!"
The rigid little sex center pulsed with a raging tickle that jolted wild cries from her
throat. Birds nearby flew up in surprise as Sister Mary let out a long, high-pitched wail.
She was cumming. She was climaxing with a vengeance, her cunt snapping shut hard
on Manuel's fucking cock.
"Ohhhh yeahhh, snap my cock off, baby. Come on, that's what you wanna do, right
Sister? You wanna snap it off! Milk my cock with those pussy muscles."
He was slapping her ass hard now, his blows landing again and again atop her
asscheeks. Sister Mary let out another cry, curling her fingers deep into the soft dirt.
And then... that core of white-hot joy exploded through her cunt. She was cumming.
"Yaghhghghhhhhhh!"
Sister Mary Theresa puffed and wheezed, her cunt clamping down hard on Manuel's
prick and dragging it deeper into her body. In another second she felt those firehosing
squirts of jizz spattering against her cuntal walls. It was more than beautiful. Stars
popped in front of her eyes while the young Mexican stud continued to send spurts of
his hot jizz into her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh!"
All the young nun could tell was that she had been fucked by the hardest, longest,
thickest cock in the whole wide world! Oh yes, yes, there couldn't be any prick longer
or thicker than Manuel's beautiful prick. Sister Mary fell forward, her face against the
grass while Manuel still held tightly onto her. He dragged his cock back, then fucked it
home again, rubbing his balls up against the lower swells of her asscheeks.
"Yesssssss..."
The move sent her cunt off in another series of orgasmic spasms. The nun cried and
groaned, wondering if Mother Superior had felt something like this when those bandits
in Vietnam had raped her again and again.
Sister Mary had no idea how long her climax had lasted. When she came to, she found
herself lying on the ground, her knees bent up to her chest. Manuel was next to her,
sitting crosslegged, chewing lazily on a weed.
"You came hard, Sister. You've been wanting something like this for a long time."
He drew one hand up her legs, stopping at her thigh and grinning at her.
"This can't be a regular thing, Manuel. It just can't. I'm a nun."
Manuel shrugged. "I've got to admit, you're my first nun. But maybe you shouldn't be
one. A woman like you needs men – many men, Sister."
Sister Mary lowered her eyes, feeling her pulse racing once more. He was right, she
thought. She would need more men. Something deep inside her said that Manuel
wouldn't be enough. Soon she would feel that urge, that tug of the flesh. Already, Sister
Mary Theresa knew she wasn't strong enough to resist it. Perhaps the next time she
would be found out, her family disgraced, her reputation ruined forever. And worst of
all, she would be cast from the Church she had learned to fear and love. A shudder
made her rub her upper arms briskly.
"It's still not right. I have to pray for guidance. I have to..."
"You don't have to do nothin' but fuck me, Sister," Manuel said gruffly.
The Mexican spat out the weed then reached forward, grabbing the young nun by the
shoulders and shaking her. Sister Mary's head flopped back and forth while fear
gnawed at her heart.
"What... what are you doing?"
"I'm tired of hearing all that religious crap! I want to keep you on hold, Sister. You
know what that means?"
"I..." Sister Mary Theresa had an idea. He wanted her to become his whore, his slut!
The thought almost made her giggle with excitement. "I'm a nun."
"I'm tired of that crap. I'm gonna fuck you again, Sister. I'm gonna make sure you ain't
gonna be thinking about that shit when you go back to the convent."
"NO!"
"I'm hot again, Sister. Look down here. I'm hot again for you."
Sister Mary blinked away the tears of shame, looking through her long lashes at his
prick. It was true. Manuel was getting hard, his cock stretching out from the thick wiry
cock hairs bushing out around his prick and balls. She swallowed hard.
"I'm hard, and I'm hot, Sister. And you're gonna take care of it."
"The convent..."
"Fuck the convent!"
Manuel held her tightly. There was nothing she could do. The Mexican was rolling
back on his ass, still pulling her with him. From his position, Sister Mary got the idea
he wanted her to suck his cock.
"Oh, Manuel... you're asking me to... oh, please, don't ask that of me!"
"Come on, Sister. You can do to me what I did to you. It was fun sucking your cunt.
You liked it, and I liked it. Now it's your turn to give me some pleasure."
"But I never... never did this sort of thing before."
Manuel laughed, loosening his grip on her shoulders but still pulling her forward. His
prick was standing straight up from his crotch.
"You never fucked before, either. But you sure did a good job."
Manuel was on his back now, his thick muscled legs wide apart while his balls rolled up
against his cock base. Sister Mary swallowed hard. He was smoothing his hands over
her narrow shoulders, tugging her down. She could smell him – a man in heat! It
quickened her pulse.
"Come on, Sister, suck my cock!"
A sudden rustle nearby made her sit up straight. Champion! Champion was back,
peering at her through the tall weeds. Her first reaction was to bolt. But Manuel twisted
his head around and smiled.
"The dog wants to see you suck my cock, too, Sister. It isn't too often I have an
audience."
"Go away, Champion. Shoo!"
"Come on, Sister, I don't have all day."
"Oh, God." Sister Mary Theresa felt Manuel tugging her toward his cock. What could
she do? "Get away!"
The dog was heading straight for her cunt. Sister Mary smacked him sharply across the
muzzle. Champion let out a whimper and circled confusedly around the area, finally
sitting down and watching them. Sister Mary Theresa glared at him. Of all times for
him to come back! Surely she would die if he did anything.
"Come on, baby."
Sister Mary Theresa felt her heart about to jump from her chest. Gingerly, she dropped
one hand to his crotch, picking up his cock. His prick felt so hot, so hard! The skin
around the cockshaft was relatively loose. It moved so sexily around the hard inner
core, that tight muscle that had sent those gobs of cum shooting into her cunt. Her
breath went ragged as she inched down, sitting on her haunches in front of him.
Manuel was clenching his asscheeks, hunching his crotch up. A droplet of precum
oozed up from his piss slit.
"You like it? It was all the way inside you, Sister, only a little while ago. Just think, that
cock was rodding your cunt real nice and hot. You liked that, Sister. You kept begging
me for more!"
"Oh yes, yes!"
"Then take my prick in your mouth and suck."
At first, the nun wanted to get used to cock sucking. She thought she would taste his
prick a little. After all, that was what Manuel had done. He had teased her with his
tongue, drawing it along her cuntlips until she thought she was going to scream. She
had already made up her mind she was going to take that cock in her mouth. But she
would go one step at a time. There was no need to rush. She would suck his cock until
hot cum boiled out of that tiny piss slit just as it had done when Manuel fucked her. .
"Have you done this... this before with another woman?"
"Not many," Manuel groaned, hunching his body up from the ground. He hoped he
would feel her wet mouth closing in on his cock.
Sister Mary Theresa pushed out her tongue, letting the flat of it rest against the two
lobes at the underside of his prickhead.
"Uhhhh... Sister, that's good, real good for starters!"
Sister Mary Theresa felt something like the sinful flush of pride as she continued licking
his cock.
"Mmmmmmm... yeahhhhhh!"
Sister Mary wanted to do this expertly. She wanted to make sure she would see Manuel
again. The protests she had made earlier evaporated into thin air as she licked and
sucked at the drooling tip of his cock. Champion whimpered nearby.
"Bad dog." Sister Mary eyed the dog warily, shaking a warning finger at him before
going back to the job at hand.
Then she stuck out her tongue a little more, licking Manuel's cockhead again. He
writhed in a kind of joy-agony. Sister Mary extended her tongue until it was covering
almost half the underside of his cockshaft. Then she shot it forward fast, shoving it back
again just as quickly. Manuel was holding his breath, his great chest tight... He was so
tense he was shivering against her tonguing.
"I didn't know it would make you feel something like this," she murmured.
"Ohhhh, Sister – yeahhh, baby, come on, gimme that good head."
He reached weakly for her head, then fell back again. The dog got up, stretching and
yawning. Smacking his lips, he eyed her cunt, then ambled over to the couple. Again,
Sister Mary shook her finger at the Doberman, then steadied Manuel's throbbing
cocklance.
"Oh yeah, yeah, Sister... oh, fuckin' Jesus, you're somethin' else."
He was using the Lord's name in vain. But what did it matter? The nun was sliding her
mouth onto that thick cockrod, tightening her lips around the cockhead while licking
down deep into his piss slit. It was then she felt the dog's front paws up against her
thighs.
"Back, Champion!"
"Hey, come on..."
Sister Mary Theresa looked worriedly at the animal. Slapping him lightly on the snout
once more, she went back to sucking Manuel's cock. The swollen cockhead was just
inside her lips. Sister Mary rubbed her lips over the velvety cock-knob. She felt almost
like fucking again. Just having Manuel's cock inside her mouth excited her. She was on
all fours, hovering over him as he lay flat in the grass. She wanted to climb up on top of
that long, lean man and lower her cunt over his jutting cock.
"Uhhhhh... yeahhhh, Sister, come on. Oh, that's goooooood head!"
Manuel wanted what she was doing. And that made her want it for him twice as much.
She thought of the dog, of the scene she'd witnessed with the two nuns and the horse,
and felt her blood boiling. Fucking and sucking. Wonderful fucking and sucking. What
a world she had missed while taking vows! Her girlfriends had been right. Perhaps she
just wasn't made of the right material to be a bride of Christ.
"Uhhhhhhh..."
In the position she'd taken, Sister Mary found it was easy to bob her head up and
down. She let the spongy hard cockhead jab well down into her throat.
"Ohhhh, Jesus Christ! Man, you're learnin' fast, Sister. You can make me cum right
now!"
"Nooofffffff!"
Manuel smiled sexily, rubbing his fingers through her short blonde hair.
"You don't have to worry about that, Sister. I'm not gonna shoot till I know you're
ready to cum, too. Yeah, we're gonna make it together again."
Sister Mary groaned happily. Soon she found how to breathe in rhythm to her
cocksucking. She found the easy rise and fall that seemed to make Manuel wiggle and
swear under his breath. They were all the words she was told were Satan's. How she
loved hearing them! Tightening her lips again around his cockshaft, the young nun
sucked the thickly veined cock in and out of her mouth with wild abandon.
"Oh yeah, yeahhhhhh!"
Manuel's knees jerked up, then slowly flopped back down to the ground. There were
times when he beat the dirt with his fists, just as he had when he'd fucked her. Oh, it
was so wild knowing she was giving this man such pleasure. And how her cunt burned.
She wished he could fuck her while she sucked his prick.
"Uhhh!"
When she tried hard, Sister Mary could take that cock almost all the way into her
mouth. She could just touch his furred crotch with her bottom lip. Then a jab of fear
shot through her. Champion had moved behind her once more and was sniffing at her
pussy. She could hear him sniffing around her cunt. Once again she jerked her right
hand back, brushing the Doberman away. He hunkered around, eyeing her, then
staring at Manuel, who had by now completely forgotten him.
"Oh baby, baby, get that fuckin' hot mouth around my prick again and... ohhhh fuckin'
shit, you're somethin' else!"
He was going out of control, not realizing that Sister Mary had a major problem on her
hands. The dog was ignoring her frantic hand gestures, ducking her blows then coming
back. He pushed his nose between her asscheeks and shoved forward.
Sister Mary gasped, spit oozing from her lips down over the throbbing head of
Manuel's big prick.
"What's wrong, Sister?" Manuel opened his eyes and raised his head.
"The dog. He must think... oh, I don't know what on earth he thinks."
Sister Mary swatted at Champion again. But the big dog ignored her weak punches. He
had worked her hot cuntlips apart now and was stroking her pussy hungrily with his
rough tongue. Sister Mary had drooped her head as the feeling washed over her. She
pressed her lips slackly against Manuel's cock. She was frantic with the fear of
discovery. And the sloppy licking noises behind her wouldn't go undiscovered long. She
hit at the big dog again.
"Oh God, I'm so... so embarrassed. This awful, awful animal!" Sister Mary felt her face
burning with shame.
"So, the dog wants to fuck Sister Mary Theresa, too. That's interesting." Manuel shook
his head, running his fingers through his black hair. "Maybe the lover I surprised you
with earlier wasn't a man, eh, Sister?"
Sister Mary flushed a deeper red.
"I've heard stories of women who do these things – strange women, I thought. But
then again, maybe when there are no men around they have no other choice. Is that the
story, Sister?"
The young nun refused to answer. She felt herself teetering on the brink of panic.
"Well, I don't blame you, if that's the story. And I don't blame the dog. You smell good
down there. I can see why the animal wants you."
"But I'm not a dog!" She whimpered, half with shame, half with passion. As much as
her lust for the animal had driven her to extremes earlier, now she wanted only to fuck
Manuel. Champion knew how to lick – he knew too well how to take care of her
pussy. Sister Mary shoved him back again and pretended nothing had happened. But as
soon as she was kissing Manuel's hard cock again, the Doberman brought his tongue
up through the sloppy mess of her pussy and she trembled like a bitch in heat.
"Champion!" she snapped.
Manuel caught her wrist. "There's nothing wrong with it... not for me, anyway."
Sister Mary looked at him curiously. His smile was easy. It was as if he knew all she
had hoped he wouldn't discover.
"What?"
"Come on, Sister, and suck my cock. Let me worry about the rest."
Sister Mary did as she was told, having well learned the joy of obedience.


Chapter 8

For a while, the young nun thought she would die from shame. She could well imagine
the horrid things going through Manuel's mind as he watched the dog trying to mount
her again and again. But instead of hearing derisive laughter, she only heard his excited
panting.
"Oh yeah, yeah, it's real crazy watching the dog goin' after you like this."
Manuel was gently easing her head down, down toward his cock. Sister Mary closed her
eyes, not even opening them until she felt the blood-filled cockhead bump her cheek.
Then she turned her head so she could bite the side of the veined cockshaft.
"Uhhhh... oh, yeahhhh, yeahhhh..." Manuel was turning on even more. She felt the
teasing, tickling wetness in her throat of his cockhead rubbing up against her tonsils.
Even more, Sister Mary felt the teasing touch of the dog's tongue against her pussy. It
was there, insistent and prodding and. hungry. Oh God, God, could she do it? Could
she actually suck this man off while the dog was licking her pussy? Did she have any
morals left?
"Mmmfmfmffffff!" Sister Mary let her head fall heavily over the fat cockshaft jutting
from between the Mexican's legs. When the cocktip gouged her tonsils again, the nun
swallowed. She felt her throat clasping at his cock. Manuel sounded as if he were
coming apart. The dog wallowed his black nose part of the way into her cuntal opening.
Sister Mary couldn't believe it! Stimulated at both ends! Surely not even the most
whoring slut could have felt something like this! The nun let out a groaning gasp,
wallowing backward. The dog met her movements with nudges of his nose, pulling his
black snout partially out, then fucking it back in. Champion grunted, driving his
tongue in wild lapping frenzies over her cunt. The nun responded by moaning, her
vocal vibrations sending Manuel's cock into a higher state of arousal.
"Oh baby, baby... fuckin', Sister."
Sister Mary felt her cuntal hairs clinging together in spit-soaked little clumps, wet with
the animal's hot spit. The nun felt that the dog's touch was far more frantic this
afternoon. Perhaps it was because of Manuel lying there with his legs spread apart. She
didn't know. All the nun knew was that it felt so good, so darned good having the two
of them both servicing her. "Come on, baby, come on..."
Manuel's voice sounded strained, almost panicked. He was holding her head down,
fucking his prick again and again into her mouth until it was something like a battering
ram. All the while, the dog braced one paw on her ass, licking deep into her pussy, then
drawing his tongue up until it touched her winking asshole. Licked all over at once!
Sister Mary loved the wonderful softness enveloping her cunt. It was that licking,
sucking, frictiony heat she had sought from the dog before. Manuel was fucking his
cock in and out, in and out, his balls jerking off his groin and slapping the nun in the
face. And then she could feel the bleachy, flat-tasting jets of cum against the back of her
tongue. In a moment he was filling her mouth with jism. Sister Mary Theresa
swallowed as much cum as she could, coughing and gagging while more and more
spunk jetted down her throat.
"Ohhhhhh, yeah, tighten up that fuckin' mouth... ohhh, Jesus Christ, good, real good!"
Sister Mary closed her mouth down around that big Mexican cock and sucked as hard
as she could. The cockshaft jerked and pulsed as the cum drained from his balls. Again
and again she swallowed, the smell of his jizz invading her flared nostrils. Oh, dear
God, how good it was sucking the young Mexican dry! Sister Mary felt her knees
spreading apart as she hunkered her ass down for the cuntlicking Doberman behind
her., Oh, if she could only cum now, cum while jets of spunk shot down her throat!
"Ohhh, that was good..."
Sister Mary's voice sounded so deep. She knew strings of jizz were dripping from her
chin. Wiping her cummy lips with the back of one shaky hand, she leaned heavily over
her lover, staring at him.
"Let him fuck you, Sister. I want to see the dog fucking you."
Manuel scooted out from under her, kissing the young nun hard while tonguing her
mouth. He raised his eyes, watching as the dog put one paw up farther, then finally
moved up, mounting her.
"Oh Manuel, don't let him. You don't know what you're asking me to do!"
But Sister Mary Theresa wasn't really concerned about any of this. She loved the feeling
now of Champion crawling atop her in front of Manuel. Her lover was holding her, his
big hands bracing her shoulders while the animal slipped up. Soon she felt the
Doberman's head resting between her shoulderblades and knew he was going to fuck
her.
"Crazy, man. You been doin' this for a while, eh? He the one that popped your
cherry?"
Sister Mary couldn't answer him. The excitement of being fucked again – this time by a
doghad driven speech from her. All she could do was groan, wagging her ass, letting the
animal hug her tightly and draw his hindquarters up behind her.
"Yeah, you been doin' this a while. The pooch knows what the fuck to do. Come on,
boy, fuck your prick into the little slut. She wants it bad. She sucked my cock. Now she
wants yours. I've got her all nice and hot and wet inside, boy."
Manuel's flat belly pressed against her burning forehead while his fingers steadied her
body. He was breathing in great, gulping gasps. And on top of her, the Doberman
gasped in her ear, pumping his hips, fucking his cock into her sucking cunt.
Sister Mary cried out, her lungs aching, threatening to burst with tension. "Uhhhhh...
God in heaven, I'm going to cum again. I swear it, I'm going to... uhhhhh... going to
cum again!"
Manuel gripped her, shaking her body violently while the dog held on. His stubby tail
straightened while his pointy ears flattened.
She could hear his tongue lapping at his dry black lips. And all the while, he was
fucking his cock in and out of her soppy cunt.
"Uhhhhh..."
"Oh yeah, Sister. Come on, wag that butt, wag it for the dog, for me... you're so
damned hot you're gonna burn him up."
Sister Mary Theresa's breath caught. Her glistening cunt flesh stretched tantalizingly
around the dog's fucking boner. His fur made her perspire, great beads of salty sweat
dripping down her sides. She loved hearing those animal groans and grunts against her
ear as the dog fucked himself up to climax.
"Ohhhhh, now – oh, now!" she cried. She could no longer hold back. The world
around her was blowing to pieces, brilliant flashes of orange and yellow exploding
around her eyes. Oh God, it was happening again. The dog's chin felt hot against the
back of her neck. Her pussy was throbbing hard now. The beat matched the beat of her
heart. Her fingers clawed at the dirt while Manuel raised her head up. Soon she felt his
tongue snaking into her mouth, scraping against the pink ridges between her teeth. At
the same time, he reached under and grabbed her tits. Oh yes, he was pinching her
nipples, squeezing them hard while tonguing her! The young nun thought she would
choke on her own spit as the. Mexican kissed her into ecstasy.
"Uhhhfhhfhfhffff!"
She was cumming. Slowly, furiously, the young nun was cumming. The other climaxes
had taken the edge from her orgasm. But now it was rushing over her, burning her
brain, sending her down, down into the abyss of climax.
Sister Mary sucked desperately at Manuel's tongue as if her life depended on it. Her
calves cramped. She dug her knees wildly into the dirt and shivered with the force of
her climax. The dog whimpered his forelegs tightening, his claws scratching along her
pink flesh.
Her cries were pained. Sister Mary ripped her mouth from Manuel's, gasping for air to
feed her twisting body. If she could only stay at this level! If she could only keep this
high forever. There would be no reason to pray, no reason for searching for a better life.
Sister Mary Theresa groaned, heaving her ass wildly as the throes of climax raked
across her every nerve. She knew Manuel understood why she was screaming like this,
and that knowledge made her cry out even louder. She was only dimly aware of the
sounding of the convent bell in the distance. She bobbed and jerked her ass up and
down, wanting more and more of the dog's burning jizz.
"Ohhhhh, fuck..."
Everything seemed to fade away for a while. When the young nun came back to reality,
she found Manuel squeezing his body back into his tight-fitting Levi's. She lay on her
side, jizz dripping from her cunt. Oh, how wonderfully she had been fucked this time!
By a man and by a dog!
"You could fuck a whole football team, Sister Mary Theresa, and still you would have
energy for more. I'm going to see much more of you, Sister. And I'm going to make
sure you don't get away. Someone like you comes along very seldom in my life."
"Manuel, I..."
"Don't worry, Sister. I won't destroy your image with Mother Superior!" he said, a
slight frown turning down the corners of his lips. He zipped up his Levi's, shuffling one
booted foot under her panties and raising them up from the grass. "If you want to play
the religious hypocrite, that's your business."
"Oh!"
He had kicked her panties in her face, laughing softly as he watched her modestly cover
her cum-drenched pussy with them.
"A little late for that, don't you think, Sister? Anyway, what you do in church I don't
care about. What you do with me I do."
His woman. Sister Mary Theresa knew she was going to be his kept whore. And yet
that knowledge made her lips curl slightly up into a smile. She hoped Manuel hadn't
noticed her grin as he finished dressing.
"And now, Sister, I have to go; I wish you luck with your superiors in explaining why
you're so late for afternoon prayers. I'm sure you'll think of something. Until later,
Sister."
Manuel sauntered off, swaggering with confidence, his hands jammed deep in his
pocket. Sister Mary crouched there in the tall field grass, listening to the soft, even peals
of the convent bell travel over the rolling countryside. It was peaceful again. The raging
fire that had consumed both body and soul had ended – at least, for a while. Sister
Mary knew it would come again, perhaps stronger than before. She would have to
handle it secretly.
"Champion!" The Doberman. Where on earth was he? Sister Mary looked around, her
forehead furrowing. There! There in the bushes to her right. The Doberman stood up,
stretching his forelegs and yawning once more. Sister Mary Theresa thought of what
she'd done – fucked the dog, fucked the man, allowed herself to fall from grace again
and again with little or no regret. Had others followed her path? She shook her head,
wondering if she should speak to Mother again about her supposed crisis of faith.
Would Mother understand? Could she tell the old woman everything?
The questions rattled uselessly around in Sister Mary's head. She would think about it
in the morning when things were clearer. Right now she had to go on with her sham.
Quickly, she slipped her panties over her slim thighs, grabbing the coarse shift and
slipping it over her head. Tying the rope tightly around her waist, the young nun
attached the short veil to the back of her head. Brushing the loose grass from her shift,
Sister Mary stumbled forward, feeling her breath catch as she felt the slimy rubbing of
her cuntlips against one another.
"Sister Mary! We were worried about you! Where have you been?"
It was Sister Frederica rushing toward her, one hand holding down the small veil
fluttering in the breeze. Her face was flushed red with excitement. Sister Mary Theresa
stopped, wondering what on earth the young nun was gasping about. She was out of
breath and had a conspiratorial look on her face.
"I... was out in the fields. The workers have been complaining again about their wages.
I thought perhaps some of the supervisors have been taking that money from them."
Sister Frederica walked behind her, folding one hand behind the other. "Mother's been
asking for you. Is some thing wrong in the house?"
"No, Sister. Everything is just fine."
Sister Mary Theresa did all she could to keep from reeling around and pointing an
accusing finger at the breathless nun. What right did she have interrogating her? But
once more Sister Mary Theresa stopped herself, realizing she was committing the sins
of pride and anger.
"Mother hasn't said much. I guess I overheard something I shouldn't have. But I was
cleaning the desk near her office. The door was open, and I heard her speaking to
Father Brancuzzi."
"Oh?"
Her heart was skipping beats. Rarely did he come to the convent twice in one week.
Something was wrong. Sister Mary could feel it in her heart. She walked more slowly,
head bent down as she listened to Sister Frederica.
"And I heard something Mother said about some of the nuns not keeping their vows.
At first I thought she might mean Sister Dominic and Sister Francesca. You know they
talk so much and..."
"Sister. It's wrong to speak about others that way," Sister Mary said, hardly able to
speak. Talking in this way, however, would cover any feelings that might betray her
tenuous position.
"Sorry, Sister," Sister Frederica said a little downheartedly. Then she perked up,
skipping up behind Sister Mary. "But then I overheard Mother talking about chastity –
how she feared one of us, or maybe more, had broken that vow."
"God in heaven!"
Sister Mary Theresa stopped, one hand fumbling for the black beads hanging at her
side.
"I know. It's shocking."
Then Sister Mary once again realized her own position and silenced herself.
"Perhaps I should see Mother now if she wants to speak with me. There may be
problems," Sister Mary said, feeling the cum oozing from between her still-puffy
cuntlips. The old nun was sly. She could penetrate the slightest subterfuge with the
minimum amount of effort. Still she had fooled the old woman before. She would take
her chance now.
Leaving Sister Frederica standing on the porch, Sister Mary walked into the cool living
area of the house. She could hear the other sisters preparing dinner. It was a quiet,
almost religious ceremony of preparing a meager yet substantial meal. The chapel was
deserted now. As she passed by the neat rows of small pews, Sister Mary shivered. She
wasn't worthy now even to look at the cross, let alone kneel before it.
"Oh, I'm glad you've come, Sister. Please, be seated. I'll be with you in one moment,"
Mother Superior said, glancing up from a stack of papers.
The nervous young nun sat on the edge of the high-backed seat, feeling more and more
rigid and defensive as the seconds ticked maddeningly by.
"Now, I'm glad you closed the door. I've heard things here at the convent, half
conversations, if you will, that make me believe some of the sisters are not living up to
their vows of chastity." The old nun pointed a bony finger at Sister Mary.
Inwardly, the young nun trembled. Outwardly, she only raised one eyebrow in surprise,
amazed at her own hypocrisy. She was indeed serving Satan well.
"I knew you'd be surprised, Sister. So was I. But I want to know if you've heard
anything... anything at all about sisters misbehaving, violating their vows."
Mother Superior put emphasis on the word violating. Once again, she thought she
could catch a glimpse of fire in the old woman's eyes, the same fire Sister Mary had
seen when Mother spoke of her rape. Perhaps the fire now was one of envy – the envy
of an older women watching the young enjoy life.
"No, Mother," Sister Mary Theresa whispered, lowering her eyes while tightening her
fingers against one another.
She thought of the others and what they had done with the stallion. Mother was, she
was certain, thinking that the nuns had been fucking with the townsmen. Other than
herself, Sister Mary knew of no such misbehavior. So, on that fine point, she was telling
the truth.
"I hope you're correct, Sister. I would hate to think one of us was guilty of lying, as
well. You are dismissed," Mother said brusquely, once again returning to her
paperwork.
Sister Mary rose, bowed with respect, then moved quickly from the darkened room.
Where, she wondered, would all her lying and hypocrisy end?


Chapter 9

Two long days had passed. Sister Mary did her best to keep a presence of mind about
her. Praying diligently, she worked with her head bowed low, avoiding talking with
Manuel – though he tried speaking with her several times. Mother Superior seemed
pleased with her sober change. The other nuns stared curiously but left her alone.
Religion, however, did little to quench the fire that burned steadily in Sister Mary's
cunt. When Manuel came near, the tips of her tits were so hard she thought they could
come right through her white cotton shift. Her cunt moved as if it had a will of its own.
The full, flexible cunt lips curled and trembled while the surface swelled with
excitement.
Prayer and vigilance!
Sister Mary had heard of the value of the two and tried her best. But more and more it
was becoming apparent she could not master her own body. Perhaps what Manuel had
said about her was true. She simply was not material for the convent.
The third day, the young nun was in. the fields thinking of her present crisis when she
heard footsteps behind her. Turning, she saw Manuel approaching. There was no one
around, nowhere really to run to hide from the big handsome man.
"You've been avoiding me, Sister."
"I... I've been busy."
Manuel looked around, then drew closer. "Don't... are you... oh don't!"
"Have it your way then. I want you, Sister. I want to fuck you bad. I've been thinking
about you at home, and I want you now."
"Oh, not now! The others."
She looked at him and saw those red lips curling in sardonic amusement at her plight.
His white teeth gleamed under that bushy black mustache. Moving back, the young
nun took in his body. He was so brawny and powerful. Yes, he was more exciting than
she had remembered him. How could she say no to someone this good looking?
"In an hour. Remember, Sister," he said, narrowing his dark eyes and pointing a
warning finger at her. "One hour."
"Where?" Sister Mary Theresa wrung her hands together, feeling so trapped.
"You don't like fucking in the fields? Very well. Then we'll fuck indoors. The barn.
We'll fuck in the barn, Sister. Remember that."
Manuel tipped his straw hat in mocking deference, turning and stalking away through
the waist-high grass.
Sister Mary watched him disappear down the hillock, her heart beating wildly. Fucking
again! Would there be no end to her misery? Her soul cried out for salvation, and all
she could do was wallow in sin!
"Oh God!"
And yet the more she thought about getting fucked again, the more delighted the nun
became. Three days had gone by. She had prayed. She had fallen before the feet of the
Madonna and prayed for guidance and forgiveness. Nothing had come except the
raging desire to be wanted, to be fucked! Finally, Sister Mary had avoided the chapel,
feeling she was desecrating a holy place. Soon the priest would be coming for
confession. Would she miss it again? How many times could she avoid telling what had
happened before her absence at the confessional would be noticed?
Frightened and angry with herself, Sister Mary walked through the fields toward the
barn. Her mind reeled with guilt and frustration. Manuel would fuck her. And then
there would be other men, other cocks. And as she walked, she felt her clit popping to
the surface, good and hard. The thought of getting fucked by the field hand turned her
on. She thought of that heavy hunk of cock meat cradled in his crotch. He would be
fucking her again, splitting her pussy wide open with that thick cock of his. Perhaps
this time he would fuck her missionary-style. Sister Mary would like that. She thought
she'd enjoy having Manuel on top of her, his weight crushing her into the ground while
he fucked his cock into her.
Sister Mary stopped by the barn. Looking about, she saw no one in the immediate area.
Manuel had done well in choosing the barn. There would be no activity nearby for
some time. Most of the sisters were busy in the fields or at their chores in the house.
Sister Mary sighed, wiping her damp palms on her habit. Opening the door she slipped
inside, rosary barely rattling against her body.
"Ohhhhhh!"
The sound of a woman sighing froze her on the spot. Sister Frederica! Of course! If
anyone could escape Mother's watchful eye, it would be that young nun. There was
another sigh. Sister Katherine Mary! They were back again, back with the stallion.
Sister Mary turned as if to leave. Then she stopped, biting her lower lip while her flesh
crawled. She would go back there, confront the nuns if she had to, and chase them
from the building. Her own comforts of the flesh were more important to her now than
theirs.
Carefully, she picked her way between the stalls, listening to the nuns' sighs of delight.
"Ohhhh, it's soooo good, Sister. Oh, I think I'm so close!"
"Uhhh... I know what you mean, Sister. His tongue's so hot and wet!"
There were more sighs and giggles. Sister Mary slipped past the empty stalls, stopping
some five feet from the rear stall. No. The nuns weren't in there with the horse.
"Ohhhhh, Champion!" one of the nuns cried.
Sister Mary flushed. It was as if she had heard the name of her lover pronounced by
another woman. She clenched and unclenched her fists, walking up to the stall and
peering in. Yes. There they were, the two shameless nuns, stark naked. Sister Frederica
was sitting, her back propped up against the rear of the stall, her legs wide apart.
Champion was sitting down, licking her cunt. Next to her was Sister Katherine Mary,
watching, her fingers fucking in and out of her pussy. Sister Mary Theresa stood there
for several moments without attracting any attention. Then she moved slightly forward.
Sister Katherine Mary raised her eyes and saw the young nun peering down at them.
"Oh God!"
The two jumped from the straw, kicking the Doberman away. Champion ran around
the three of them, barking at Sister Mary Theresa while the other two groped around
for their clothes.
"What have you done?"
Her voice sounded imperious, demanding, outraged. She wanted to strike them.
Instead, she stood there, her body trembling with rage.
"We... oh, forgive us, Sister. We've succumbed to the flesh!" Sister Frederica wailed.
"Oh, we'll never do this again," Sister Katherine Mary chimed in.
"No, no, we'll repent. Oh, don't report us to Reverend Mother!"
The two hugged their wadded-up shifts to their naked bodies, tears starting to form in
their eyes.
"You've committed the sin of Sodom. It's one of the worst. And you expect me to stay
quiet on this?"
The two young nuns wailed, dabbing their eyes with the edges of their shifts. Sister
Mary was about to go further when Champion began nosing up under her skirt. She
kicked, the cunthungry Doberman away from her, eyeing the two nuns with anger.
"And do you expect to remain as nuns, especially after what you've done?"
"Please, don't tell on us!" Sister Frederica wailed, pressing her fingers together.
"Oh yes, yes. We'll do anything. Please, I'd die if I couldn't remain a nun."
Sister Mary Theresa let out a sharp laugh, staring down the two.
"And for what reason? You've done something even the most vile whore of the streets
wouldn't do without good payment. Why should you stay a nun?"
Champion was ignoring the argument. He nosed again against Sister Mary's ankle, this
time shoving his snout up her dress. Sister Mary's eyes widened and she bent halfway
down and pushed the animal away once more. Instead of obeying her, he licked her
face, then snapped at her right hand. Quickly he ducked around under her skirt,
butting his head against her naked thighs. Sister Mary let out a yelp, falling backward
from the force of his playful blow. In a second she was flat on her back, her skirts up to
her knees.
"No! No! Horrid, horrid dog! Get away from me!" Sister Mary cried, pushing both
hands down at the probing animal.
But the Doberman continued licking her thighs, dragging his tongue up her slick flesh
until Sister Mary was trembling in heat. The other nuns looked at one another in
disbelief, their eyes wide with surprise.
"Get him off me, Sisters. Get him off or – or I'll tell Mother!"
Sister Mary was still trying to play the act but her voice lacked the conviction of a few
moments ago. She was actually writhing her shoulderblades against the soft hay-strewn
barn floor. She couldn't push the dog away now. Her fingers seemed to refuse to do it.
Sister Mary lay on the ground, breathing heavily, wishing the dog would go away, and
then hoping he would stay and continue licking her pussy. She caught sight of Sister
Frederica and Sister Katherine Mary coming up to her.
"You've done this before, haven't you?"
"And we thought all along you were so holy," Sister Katherine Mary mocked. "You're
no better than the rest of us."
"I-I don't... uhhhhh!"
Sister Mary fell back to the ground when the sweaty dog's tongue slopped over her clit.
He was taking the strength and conviction away from her.
"I'll bet she even fucked with him. That's something we haven't done. But I'll bet
you've lain with the dog. Is that right, Sister?"
"You've no right to ask that question," Sister Mary shot back.
Sister Katherine Mary pursed her lips, shrugging at the response.
"Maybe not. But you were awfully rude to us back there. I think at least you owe us an
apology, considering what you do."
Sister Mary groaned, turning her head away. Her cover had been ripped away. She had
been unmasked by these two sprightly nuns. Champion was there between her legs,
wedging his head up into her pussy. There could be no denying the animal had done
this before. Moaning, the young nun shook her head up and down and the other two
sisters smiled at one another in satisfaction.
"Good. Then there's no reason why we all can't enjoy one another... and the dog,"
Sister Katherine Mary said sensibly.
"But... ohhhhh!"
The dog had sensed the change in the atmosphere and became happy, squeaking and
grunting. Sister Mary Theresa dropped all pretense, then, scooting backward and
crossing her arms. She removed her shift, slipping the veil from her hair after carefully
laying the rosary atop her shift. There was plenty of time before Manuel showed up at
the door. She and the others could enjoy the dog and then leave. She would return
secretly and enjoy Manuel as well. Later, much later Sister Mary would think about her
crisis of faith.
"Come here, Champion. Let's show them how you lick pussy."
Sister Frederica and Sister Katherine Mary watched with fascination as Sister Mary
Theresa scooted back. She pushed her hands just behind her thighs, bending her knees
slightly and drawing them back toward her cunt. Her feet tickled over the stubble.
Champion growled, tossing his handsome black head. How his eyes glistened and
glowed with lust. It was the same hellish lust Sister Mary felt burning through her cunt,
singeing her clit.
"Come on, boy, come on here and lick me off," she groaned.
Champion moved up to her, bracing his paws on the insides of her raised thighs. Sister
Mary groaned, feeling his breath pumping against her face. He was so close she saw
those razorsharp teeth and that long pink tongue only inches from her own.
She moved her head back, inching her legs a little more toward her hips. She loved the
tantalizing stretching sensation around her pussy that resulted from that move. The dog
twisted his head around, sniffing at the air between them. Yes, he could smell that
familiar odor, the whiff of a woman in heat!
"Ohhhh, Champion!" How delicious, how good it was to have that animal standing
atop her like this! Sister Mary leaned back a little further, groaning as another powerful
spasm punched through her cunt. Three days, it had been three whole days since
something had stimulated her pussy and that had been three days too many. Frantically
the nun moved backward, pulling her knees back yet farther. Her cunt was wide open,
waiting for the animal to touch it with his maw.
"Ohhhh, Sister Mary, you've done this many times!" Sister Frederica sighed.
"Yes, oh yesssss..."
The confession felt good. Now she shared her guilty secret with others who understood.
"Champion!" The dog moved down, helped as she guided him upward. Rewarding him
with a scratch behind the ears, Sister Mary laughed as he licked the stiff nubs at the tips
of her tits.
"Down, boy, down!"
The Doberman seemed to know what the nun wanted. Whimpering a little, he edged
back, his claws scraping over her flesh. She loved that touch, the feel of the dog's warm
fur brushing up against the insides of her thighs. It was almost as good as the feel of a
man's warm, sweaty flesh against hers. Sister Mary laughed. How experienced she was
sounding to herself. And all her experience had been within these convent walls.
"Ohhhhh... oh that, that's very good, Champion. Oh, you feel soooo good!" His pink
tongue was so hot! Sister Mary fell back completely now, her spine pressing into the
soft hay. She was breathing heavily, sucking in air with wheezing sounds through her
nose. She didn't care what the others did or thought of her now. It was just her and
Champion now, the two of them against the world!
Reaching down, Sister Mary drew her fingers through the dog's coat, then dragged
them through her own pussy. She groaned, her knees trembling at the touch of her
fingertips against her cunt. She was so hot, so ready for a licking and a fucking. The
nerve-endings sang at her light, feathery touch. She trailed her fingertips along the
tense, rubbery edges of her outer labes. She could feel the muscles cramping with
excitement. Dipping her fingers into the hot seepy pit of her cunt, Sister Mary felt those
slick folds grabbing at her invading digits.
"Oh God!"
The dog was moving around between her splayed thighs now. She felt his coat prickling
her naked flesh. Letting out another breathless gasp, Sister Mary hooked one leg around
and petted his back. She bumped his stubby, wagging tail with her toes. How good,
how awfully good it was to have this animal between her legs! He would satisfy her,
take care of that burning tickle that was about to drive her mad!
"Ohhhhh, goooooood!"
"Sister Mary, what are you doing?" Sister Frederica cried.
"She's going out of her mind! Look at her face!" Sister Katherine Mary gasped.
"Oh, oh, it must feel wonderful having that dog like that!"
Champion nosed around her cunt, pushing his snout up against her pussy and licking
around the bottom junction of her cuntlips. Sister Mary groaned, inching both legs up
as in a missionary position. The other nuns gasped, holding their fingertips to their lips.
"Oh, she's going to do it!"
"Oh, Sister, let me touch your cunt. I have to do something while watching her."
Sister Katherine Mary reached around after her outcry, trailing her fingers over Sister
Frederica's pussy. The nun groaned, closing her eyes and shuddering at the feel.
"You can do more than just touch, Sister, if you want."
The two nuns fell to the ground, watching Sister Mary Theresa, touching one another
at the same time. When Sister Katherine Mary wheeled around and buried her face in
the other nun's crotch, Champion had begun some serious cunt-licking of his own.
Sister Mary spread her thighs wider for the dog's sharp muzzle. Champion pushed into
the mouth of her cunt with his black snout. He snuffed and panted into the steamy,
soaked flesh. Sister Mary winced, feeling painful pleasure shoot through her. She kicked
out one leg, crying for more. Opening her eyes, she saw the two nuns licking one
another. What a sight Manuel would get if he were to walk in now!
"Sister... ohh, bring your tongue around like that... uhhhh, it's soooo good when you
lick my pussy that way!" Sister Frederica cried.
"Oh, Sister, we can both lick that way. Touch my pussy with your mouth!"
Sixty-nining, the two nuns nearly forgot about Sister Mary as that nun began to let the
dog fuck her.


Chapter 10

The two nuns were busily licking one another's cunt, their hands gripping their asses
while their legs kicked and flailed in the air. Sister Mary saw this and smiled, her smile
fading as the dog began raking his tongue along her cunt clit. She watched as
Champion's strong tongue brushed over a particularly sensitive spot. He was working
lower on her thighs now. She spread her legs until the inner cuntlips peeled stickily
back from the humid pussymeat along her cunt slot. Champion pushed hungrily at her,
raking his tongue under her cuntal mount and up.
"Uhhhh... oh no, no, this is sooooooo goooood!"
The dog was growling. It was soft, a smothered growl that she recognized oh so well.
He wanted more, much more, and the thought that .he wanted to fuck her again
brought more life into the panting young nun. She squirmed her naked ass around on
the barn floor, loving the prickly feel of the hay in her sweaty asscrack.
Turning around, she again saw Sister. Katherine and Sister Frederica sixty-nining, their
cunt-muffled cries mixing with hers. She could see the top of Sister Katherine Mary's
head bobbing up and down. She could hear that nun's tongue as it dipped into her
friend's pussy, licking down deep. The two were a tangle of arms and legs and bellies.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Sister Mary Theresa babbled with excitement. She thought of the dogs around the
convent and wondered if any of them would be interested in her pussy. Was
Champion, something unusual, or would any male animal fuck her? The thought made
her shudder. Babbling with excitement, the nun held Champion's head down so that he
lapped her cuntal slit open. She sat up now, watching the dog lick her pussy. His
tongue rubbed her cuntmeat and clit. She watched as he concentrated on her clit. How
wild! Was it possible the dog knew what that tiny spindle was? Did a bitch have it?
"Oh God, Champion!"
The animal was wagging his narrow ass, that ridiculous stubby tail twitching with
excitement. Sister Mary smiled, perspiration streaking her face. She was panting,
panting so heavily. The animal was exciting her so and next to her were the two young
women licking off one another. It was such an aura of excitement all around her!
"Oh God... God in heaven, I can't stop this! As much as I want to, I just can't."
Champion wagged his doggie hips again and more of his red cock slithered out. Sister
Mary could see it, oh yes, she could see it very well! The nun licked her lips, watching
as more and more of that knobby red hard-on slipped out and throbbed up against his
belly.
The young nun's cuntal hairs clung together in wet little curls along the edge of her
outer labes. They were soaked with her juices and the animal's saliva. She was sitting
down now with her legs partially crossed and that position made her completely open
to Champion's licking affection. Peering down, she could see the tendons in her inner
thighs bulging out when the dog slurped up through the slippery length of her cuntal
crack.
"Champion!"
The animal was watching her, rolling those big brown eyes up and staring at the nun.
When he saw her tendons bulging, he growled, twisting his head around.
"Noooooo!"
The animal had closed his sharp teeth down on the right ridged muscle. Sister Mary
couldn't believe the effect! She gasped, her muscles going rigid with tension while her
spine stiffened. How that dog knew how to play her! She could feel the wet warmth of
his mouth, the touch of his tongue. And all the while his teeth were pressing down.
Sister Mary cried out, falling back on the ground and tossing her cuntal mound around
in circles. She whimpered for the animal to eat her again and he jumped forward, eating
out her pussy. Oh, oh, it was enough to drive her through the walls!
"Oh God, God, God!" Sister Mary was pounding the dirt with her fists, feeling the
keening pleasure stab through her clit. The dog humped his ass as he nipped and licked
her cunt. She could feel the shaking of his shoulders and the strong back humping
forward meaningfully. Sister Mary knew what that meant. She knew he was ready –
ready for her pussy.
"Yesss, yessssss!"
Sister Mary whipped her legs against the ground, hugging the dog's body with the
insides of her knees. He was bringing her up to the final, throbbing hurt. It was a hurt
so keen that pleasure boiled from it.
"Noooooo!" The young nun struggled against herself, against the dog.
"Ohhhhh, Sister, do it... touch my clit like that!"
Sister Frederica draped her legs heavily over her friend's shoulders, hunching her pussy
into her face. Peering over Sister Katherine's shoulders, she watched as the young nun
opposite her was about to take the animal on as her lover.
"Oh, she's going to do it! Sister, she's going to let the animal fuck her!"
The two nuns stopped for a moment, turning around and watching as Sister Mary
struggled against her peaking passion. No, no, she wasn't going to let herself cum in
the dog's mouth. Her climax was too precious a thing to be wasted that way. Again and
again she felt her clit about to explode in a shower of climactic eruptions. No! She
gritted her teeth together, fighting back the desire to let it all go and climax.
Champion backed away, twisting his head around and staring at her curiously.
"This way, boy, this way."
Sister Katherine Mary turned around, bobbing her ass in the air.
"Sister!" the two nuns opposite wailed as they saw her crouching in a doggie-fuck
position.
"Oh, I'm going to do it, Sisters. I'm going to let Champion fuck me."
She was bent over, bent over the way she'd been so many times in the past week. How
her life had changed in just a few short days! The dog was whimpering, putting that all
too familiar paw on her ass. She could feel him sniffing into her pussy, grunting with
pleasure that she was highly aroused.
"Fuck me, Champion. Fuck me as hard as you fucked me the last time!"
"Ohhh, Sister!"
Again the two nuns cried out in delighted surprise as they watched their friend wagging
her naked, juice-dribbling ass before the dog.
Champion put both forelegs up on her ass as before, slowly climbing onto her body. He
looked to either side, his hindlegs nervously pattering around behind as he struggled for
balance. Sister Mary was hotter than usual, her back humping around anxiously for the
dog's cock. This made it somewhat more difficult for the animal to keep his balance.
"Oh yes, Champion, yes, fuck me... oh do it to me again!"
The dog was hugging her chest once more, his claws biting into her flesh. Sister Mary
let' out a low moan when she felt his prick scraping along her ass.
"Oh there, Champion, fuck me there..."
The animal's prickhead scraped up to her pussy and then something strange happened.
Sister Mary later couldn't decide whether it was because of her anxiety to have the dog
fuck her right away, or if the animal itself had gone off-balance. But Champion had
mounted her too high and Sister Mary tried shaking him down because she could feel
his cock missing it mark. But the big Doberman refused to budge, holding onto her as
if he would die.
"No, Champion, no... uhhhhh!"
The dog gripped her hard, pressing his chin against her shoulders. Sister Mary cried
out, her face pinching red when she felt that cockhead pressing up against her asshole.
"No, oh no!"
It was like a hard, huge lump of shit being forced back into her ass! He was going to
assfuck her, to stab her up the shitter with his cock. Sister Mary let out a painful wail.
She could feel that pointy cock already shoving in to her and the little muscle at the top
of her asshole felt as if it were getting ready to rip.
"Yaghghhhhh! Oh Sister, Sisters, he's fucking me in the ass!"
"Oh God. Someone take him of her! Someone take him off!" Sister Frederica cried.
But when she and Sister Katherine Mary broke apart and tried to pry him off, the dog
wheeled around and snapped at them. The two nuns backed off, watching helplessly as
the animal continued to fuck Sister Mary in the ass.
"Huhhrhhrhrrrrr!"
He was doing it. Oh God, he was doing it, fucking her in the ass! Sister Mary's cunt
almost cried out to feel that cock sticking in her asshole. She wanted to feel the hard
intrusion in her cunt, not in her ass! But Champion wasn't to be put off. He held on
tightly, wriggling his narrow hips on top of her ass, sticking more and more of his
knobby prick into her asshole.
"Hurts. It hurts me so much!"
Sister Mary gasped and wailed, feeling the tight grip of her asshole on that invading
cock. Slowly, gradually, the nun began to feel her asshole stretching, accommodating
that prick. How odd, how strangely odd, she thought as she moved her ass as
sensuously as she could. The slow invasion of that hard cock in her ass had hurt her
terribly but now the pain was disappearing.
"Oh Sister, Sister, is he hurting you?"
"Not any more," she panted back. His cock was splitting her wide open but by now her
ass was getting used to it.
"Ohhh, fuck me, doggie, fuck me in the ass!"
Champion just did that, pulling his cock out, then slamming it home again. Sister Mary
arched her back slightly, snapping it down when the animal fucked down and forward
one more time.
He was all the way in her now! Oh yes, she could feel those bumpy ridges sliding all
the way up her asshole, stretching it to the tearing point. Sister Mary screamed loudly
now as he jabbed that awful prick again and again into her asshole. The young nun bit
her lip, pushing her ass out against the fucking animal.
Champion paused, then shoved in deeper. Sister Mary squeaked, feeling her cunt going
into tremors of need. She felt her cunt snapping shut on nothing. The walls rubbed
against one another while her clit stood up on end, sputtering unattended. She could
have screamed in frustration as the big animal fucked hard and long into her asshole
without touching her pussy. Again and again the Doberman fucked into her ass. Then
she felt his cock going deeper, past where the last few strokes had stopped. She thought
her body would split in two. And then Champion trembled, his grip tightening around
her chest. He was going to cum, he was going to send streamers of his white-hot doggie
jizz into her ass!
"Nooooo!"
It happened with the vengeance of a volcanic eruption. Sister Mary tore at the ground
with her fingernails as the animal began douching her asshole with squirts of his jizz.


Chapter 11

"Ohhhh, nooooo, ohhhh fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Sister Mary felt the dog's cum fly into her asshole. Again and again the powerful spurts
spattered against her bowel lining, dripping from her asshole down the backs of her
thighs. The other nuns squealed with surprise, watching as Sister Mary Theresa
groaned and twisted under the dog's steady fucking.
"No, ohhh noooo!"
He was finished and Champion jumped off the young nun, curling up and licking his
cock. Sister Mary still remained on all fours, her cunt burning, unsatisfied. She growled,
pitching her head from side to side. She was like an animal ready to kill. At that point
the three nuns heard the barn door slam.
"Sister?"
"Manuel!" Sister Mary gasped, her eyes widening.
They must have stayed far too long in the barn! She stared at her two sisters across the
way. They reached quickly for their robes, panicking as they shrank into the shadows.
Sister Mary rose unsteadily from her position on the floor, bracing herself against the
wall.
"Sister! D-Don't. Are you crazy?" Sister Frederica hissed.
Manuel was coming closer.
"Over here, Manuel."
"So, you haven't given up the dog? You've been entertaining yourself while waiting, for
me, Sister Mary? And you've brought your friends here too?"
The two nuns cringed in the corner, covering their naked bodies as best they could...
"Oh, don't be afraid, little sisters. Sister Mary and I have been fucking for some time."
"That's not true!" Sister Mary shot back.
"Well, perhaps not. But I know her well. She had a hot cunt. But now I'm not so sure.
The dog-"
"He fucked me in the ass!"
Manuel threw back his head and laughed hard.
"So then we have a problem. Well, Manuel can solve that."
He unbuckled his trousers quickly, pulling out a stiff hot cock. The other two nuns
gasped as he took Sister Mary roughly in his hands and threw her to the floor.
"Oh yes, fuck me!" Sister Mary cried, beating her fists in joy against the big man's
shoulders as she felt him 'settling between her spread thighs. With a wet, squishy sound
Manuel's cock slipped hotly into her furry cunthole and she felt the delicious scraping
of his cock against her clit. Throwing her legs in the air, she forgot about the painful
ass-fucking she'd endured with the Doberman.
The pit of her belly was tightening while her cunt burned with a fury hitherto unknown
to the frantic nun. Manuel kissed her, making his tongue writhe against hers like a
snake. She sucked in, drawing his lips into her mouth. The rising heat in her pussy
made her move wildly, her ass banging down against the ground. Soon she could feel
the mass of tension in her gut swell like a balloon.
Manuel dug his fingernails into her ass. In a moment the nun felt the insides of her
thighs chilling and burning while cuntjuice dripped from her pussy. Sister Mary tossed
her hips like a mad woman, holding her breath in. Her entire belly seemed to bulge
now with cock, swelling with lust. She grunted, ramming her cunt down on that hardon. 
She let out a sharp cry, then felt her mind blasting into millions of pieces. In a
second Manuel came as well, the hard jolts of his cum spattering against her cuntal
walls.
"Oh Sister!"
Sister Frederica was watching with wide opened eyes, her hands fluttering around her
cunt. Both nuns had dropped their shifts to the ground once more while staring at the
fucking couple before them.
Manuel's fuck-thrusts knocked Sister Mary's body from left to right. She felt herself
become all cunt – hot and wet and milking against that fucking cock. Soon his thrusts
faded, his hands smoothing over her pussy. But Sister Mary was still wriggling her ass
around, swallowing up more of his cock, wanting more.
"So, the little slut wants more? Your bride of Christ is hot for cock – and so are you,
right Sisters?"
Sister Frederica and Sister Katherine Mary nodded, lowering their eyes in shame.
"If I hadn't fucked this one so hard I would have taken you both on. But she's taken
my strength. And still she wants more."
The horse behind began kicking the stall wall as if on cue.
"Sisters, why not help your friend? She wants to get fucked by something bigger than I
am. That can only be the stallion over there."
"No, no, no!"
Sister Frederica and Sister Katherine Mary giggled, moving quickly to Sister Mary and
picking her up from the ground.
"Don't fight, Sister. He's so gentle, very gentle," Sister Frederica said.
"Why, we tried him out... well, sort of the other day and he didn't bite or anything."
Sister Mary panicked, struggling with her two sisters. Manuel stepped in, pulling her by
the hair and warning her he'd throw her naked in the center of the courtyard if she
didn't obey.
"And then what would you tell your fine Mother Superior, hmm?"
"No, don't make me do this! Oh God in heaven, don't!"
They dragged her around to the stallion, Sister Frederica finally letting go and rushing
up to the nervous stallion. She stroked his big head, rubbing her fingers between his
pricked ears while he snorted at the threesome.
"Quickly. Get her under here. Sisters, we'll have to help the animal," Manuel said,
twisting Sister Mary around.
"Ohhh, that will be fun!"
Sister Katherine Mary grabbed Sister Mary Theresa's left hand, Manuel keeping a firm
grip on her right. They drew her under the hindlegs of the whinnying animal while the
other nun kept on stroking the horse's head.
Sister Mary thought she would die. They had her back down in a crouching position.
Sister Katherine Mary had let go, Manuel now holding her firmly to the ground. She
was stroking the stallion's cock, even using her tongue at times to make sure he would
be hard. It worked and in a moment the big horse's prick was long and hard, longer
and thicker than Manuel's cock, the young nun saw as she twisted her head around and
caught a glimpse of the huge prick rod.
"No, no, oh you'll kill me with that thing!" she cried.
"The more you want it then."
"Here, Sister, let me help with you with it," Sister Katherine Mary said, holding the
animal's cock gently between her fingers.
Manuel scooted his big arms under the nun's knees, hauling her ass up at a sharp angle
to the barn floor. In a second he drew her back, impaling her on the horse's prick.
"Ohhh, look how easily it's going in!" Sister Frederica cried.
"Uhhhhh!"
"She wants more. I'm glad she's not heavy," Manuel said, still cradling the nun's body
while drawing her back.
The animal's cock remained stiff and rigid, spearing into the squealing nun's cunt.
More and more of that hot, throbbing prickmeat eased into her pussy, making her jaws
slacken from the pressure. Surely she would die from having that animal's cock
stretching her so badly!
"I'll help him get even more excited," Sister Katherine Mary volunteered.
Crawling, under the big stallion, the panting nun began licking her tongue up and
down the full length of his prick. At times she reached up, rubbing her hands around
his balls. And all the while more and more of those thick, black throbbing inches were
stretching into Sister Mary Theresa's cunt.
"Huhrhhrhrrrr!"
It was going in, it was actually going in! She would never have believed her cunt could
have taken something that big, something that thick. Manuel pulled her away a little,
dragging the cock from her cunt. Sister Mary shivered, feeling as if he were yanking out
her guts. Then he pulled her backward, impaling her once again on the horse's prick.
The big stallion panted heavily, his slick sides heaving while his hoofs nearly struck the
fucked nun.
"Oh, sweet Jesus, that horse – oh, it can't be happening to me!"
"Yes it is, Sister," Manuel countered, his face red with lust. "It's happening to you, all
right. You've fucked me, the dog, and now the horse. There's nothing that you won't
take on, is there?"
"Uhhhhh!"
Her cunt stretched wide, the ring of muscles going tight around the edges and clamping
down on the horse's cock. Manuel laughed, rubbing her pussy with one hand until she
relaxed. Once more he began fucking her onto the horse's cock until Sister Mary felt
her clit starting to spark with fury.
She held her breath, feeling the animal shuddering above her. He too was close to
cumming but that was fine with her. Sister Mary felt her cuntal muscles tightening,
relaxing, then tightening again in a milking fashion. In a sudden rush of passion the
young nun kicked out her legs, striking Manuel and nearly knocking him over.
"Relax, Sister. I'll take care of you. I can see you're ready to cum."
"Ohhhhh!"
"Then do it!"
Sister Mary felt herself falling through that familiar trap-door again. The raging fury of
her climax seared through her pussy, then her mind at a back-breaking speed. Again
and again she came, her cunt milking at the horse's cock. Sister Katherine Mary said
something about the way the animal's cock was throbbing. It was then the nun felt his
spunk fire hosing into her pussy.
"Man!"
Manuel let go, wiping his arms as the rope like squirts of the horse cum splattered from
her cunt. The animal whinnied, tossing his proud head about while nearly crashing
through the stall. It was some time before they could bring the stallion back to order.
Sister Mary Theresa crawled from under the animal, stretching for her shift.
"I should toss you into the courtyard like I thought. But I won't. You'll be my whore,
just like before. And now I have two more."
The two nuns giggled appreciatively. "Brides of Christ," he muttered, shaking his head
as he left the barn. "Whores of the Lord, more likely."
Sister Mary couldn't speak to the two nuns who dressed silently and quickly, then left
her alone. Every muscle in her body ached from the multiple fucking and climaxing.
She would leave
the convent, if necessary the Church, to find out more about her needs and her
sexuality. Manuel was right. She was nothing but a hypocrite. She would have to shed
the veil and walk into the world with her head high. Then she could face her own
sexual needs and satisfy them without worrying about guilt and divine retribution.
"Dear God..."
As for the other nuns? Well, she knew Manuel would keep them entertained well until
they too came to the same conclusion. It was the only way, Sister Mary thought as she
dressed slowly and slipped on her short veil for, she hoped, for the last time.


THE END
