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                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   (Revised)
                                Author: Unknown


                                   Chapter 1

      Before I share with you my story, it would be appropriate to state the
reasons for sharing with you my tale. Two reasons, first -- I wish to document
my life a nun for the last thirteen years. Second -- perhaps some young girl
out there whose considering the possibility of becoming a nun as I did might
just think twice if she finds sex to be what she needs most in life -- like I
do!

      My name was Phyllis. I became an orphan with no known living relatives at
a very early age after my parents were killed in a car crash. Our family priest
arranged for me attend an all girl's Catholic school. (A prep school for girls
whom may want, or who think they might be interested in becoming a nun).

      I was eleven and soon to be twelve. During my stay at Saint Mary's, I
immediately fell into the swing of things. After classes I'd often go behind
the stage in the auditorium to sit among the stage props because with a school
of 135 girls, over 100 Novice's, and 18 Nuns privacy was at premium and it was
one of the few places I'd yet to find where I could go to be alone.

      To keep the students occupied during the summer months, the school would
put on three different plays. However, during the school year, the stage was
seldomly used, and the front doors to the auditorium were always locked, the
only way to the stage was up through the tunnel door under the stage that led
into the laundry room.

      I'd thought I was the only one who found the unlocked door. It was my
secrete place. I'd go to the back, sit on in a chair, or the couch and just
relax, close my eyes, and pretend I was in the play.

      One day As I walked up the back stairs behind the curtains I heard a
noise like two girls giggling. I became very quite and listened very closely. I
realized that the two girls were on my couch, on the other side of the big
heavy red curtain. Very quietly I moved right behind them and found the opening
so I could peek to see what it was that had them making such strange exciting
noises. When I parted the curtains, I could see very clearly into the stage
area where the couch sat, between the back and front curtains. I saw two of the
older girls that were going on into the order -- becoming nuns that year after
graduation.

      Since I was four years behind them, I didn't know their names at the
time. One girl was on her back, she had one leg up over the back of the couch,
and the other on the floor, her panties were off, and I could see she had a
dark patch of hair between her legs.

      The other girl was kneeling on the floor, and she had her hands rubbing
the girl on her back. Her hands were rubbing right between the girl's legs. Her
fingers were every where in and around that black patch.

      The girl on her back kept lifting her butt as if she was going after the
hand touching her. Every once and awhile, the girl on the floor that was
touching the girl on the couch, would lean forward and put her mouth where her
hands had been working. It seemed like everything she did, made the girl on the
couch moan, and moan and tell her to do it some more.

      As I stood above them, peeking, I could see that whatever the girl on the
floor was doing caused great pleasure to the girl on her back -- the girl on
the floor was working the opening of the other girl with her tongue.

      The lips were parted and the dark bush was open and I could see the pink
inner flesh all open and swollen. The girl on her back suddenly grabbed the
other girl's head, and while holding it tight against herself kept saying," Oh
fuck, eat it baby, eat it, don't stop, don't stop!"

      She held her face tight against herself and I swear I saw her grinding
herself against the others girl's mouth, her hips were shaking and she made
sounds I never heard anyone make before. Then all of a sudden everything slowed
down. Well, I really should say, the girl on her back slowed down.

      The girl licking her slit, was going wild, and if anything, maybe she was
getting a little wilder. The girl on her back let go of her head, and moved her
hands under her bra, and shoved it up exposing her breasts. Her's were larger
than mine, and I watched her as she pinched her nipples, she pinched them very
hard and kept pinching them as the other girl kept working between her legs.

      I heard the girl on her back say "fingers, use your fingers. Yeah, that's
it, right there." I couldn't help but wonder how it felt, the girl on her back
kept moaning and moaning. She started to raise her knees up and she raised them
to a point she then used her hands to grab under her knee caps and pulling her
legs up and more open. "Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, fuck that feels so good, it
feels sooooo good, oh Jesus, oh Jesus, yes, yes, but two in there to, yes, oh
yes, oh shit, fuck me, fuck me."

      The girl on the floor was now using two hands and I could see the fingers
of both hands. She had them straight and I watched the hand on top, sliding in
and out of the girl's open slit slowly. I'm sure I saw three fingers standing
above them looking through my opening. I could also see the girl's second hand
doing the same thing under the first hand. It was obvious to me she had the
other three fingers in the girl's butt-hole.

      The girl on her back started going crazy, I thought she was losing her
mind. She was talking and acting like I've never seen a person act. All that
came from her mouth was, "Oh Jesus, oh Jesus, oh Jesus, oh Jesus, fuck me baby,
fuck me baby, fuck me baby."

      If I couldn't tell this was pure pleasure to the girl on her back, I may
have thought her hurt. But every now and then, she'd add "harder, harder,
deeper, deeper, fuck me don't stop."

      Standing there I suddenly realized how the area between my own legs was
feeling very warm. As I stood looking at them from above, I also realized that
the edge of the couch was just in front of me on the other side of the curtain.
I could feel the edge was level with my mound. I put a little pressure against
the couch, and the movement from the two girls made the couch move ever so
slightly. And what amazed me was, I could feel it move against my own mound.

      Also amazing was how good it felt as I put pressure on it. I didn't want
them to know I was watching, so I didn't do anything to cause them to stop. I
heard the girl on her back say: "Oh fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming." Whatever
that meant to the girl on the floor I don't know, but she started to move her
long fingers faster and faster in and out of the other girls opening. "FUCK MY
PUSSY, FUCK IT, HARDER! AND MY ASSHOLE, FUCK IT FUCK ITTTTTTTT!"

      I watched as her body shook again. Pussy, pussy, so that's what it was
called. I was pushing my own pussy hard against the back edge of the couch and
could feel something building between my legs that started out just as a warm
glow, and then I was feeling sort of wet, I don't know how I could tell I was
wet, it just felt different.

      Somehow, I knew if I kept doing what I was doing, I just might get a real
good feeling -- perhaps something like what I was watching.

      The girl, after a few minutes, started to slow her "fucking" as the other
girl called it, but she never stopped, in fact she slowed down to a very slow,
pace, it seemed she was trying to work another finger from each hand into each
hole. The girl doing the fucking said, "are you ready Judy?" Well, I found out
the girl's name on the couch, she said "yes, do it" the girl doing the fucking
stopped, reached down, and held a green thing in her right hand, I looked at it
and looked before I realized it was a cucumber. It was maybe 4-6 inches long,
and a pretty good size around.

      Then she reached for and brought up another thing that I recognized right
away, it was a big, fat carrot, the point was gone, it looked to be about as
long as the cucumber. All of a sudden I knew what they were for, she was going
to use them instead of her fingers.

      I looked. No, I stared, I kept grinding my pussy against the back edge of
the couch through the curtain, my own breathing was hard, I just knew they
would hear me. My heart was pounding. I watched as the girl started to slide
the green monster in Judy. Not knowing what to expect, I felt something as Judy
gave out a long low moan, and I could see her raising her hips and shoving
forward to help the girl on the floor get it in her. "Oh Mary, Oh Mary, get it
in, get it in" Judy held her knees and her legs wide open.

      I could see it slide in, and then I saw the carrot disappear under it, I
knew it was sliding in her asshole. Mary wasn't going fast enough for Judy,
Judy started to raise her hips faster and moving them hard against Mary's hands
that held the things she was fucking her with. It was nasty, it was very nasty,
it made me shake wishing it was me on my back with Mary doing those things to
me.

      Mary started to rotate the cucumber and the carrot, she'd slide one in as
deep as she could and then as she pulled it out, she'd slide in the other to
the hilt. It didn't matter what Mary did, it was never enough for Judy. She
wanted more, she kept telling her "to fuck her, to fuck her good!" I let go of
the curtain with one hand and I held open the tiny opening I was looking
through with my fingers. I slid my left hand down and unbuttoned the top 4
buttons to allow my hand room to slide down past the waist and into my panties
so I could touch myself as I watched.

      I was surprised as I touched my crotch area, I thought for a minute I'd
peed on myself because I was so wet. But, I realized I was way to slippery to
have peed upon myself, it was so soft, slippery, and smooth. I moved my fingers
up and touched the top of my crack and found a spot that when I touched it,
sent a very lovely wonderful feeling down my legs, up my belly, and into my
brain. I kept rubbing and rubbing as I watched. I knew I must have a hole like
Judy did, I just had to find it.. Up to that moment I just thought pee came
from the front and poop from the back.

      God it felt so good, I had my hand down into my skirt and panties, and I
could smell myself. I found the hole I was looking for and started to push in a
finger, it was hard at first and it started to hurt. I decided to continue, it
had to get better, I just knew it. It hurt like hell at first, but just like I
thought, it started to feel real good. I never stopped watching Mary and Judy.

      I think Mary wanted to feel the way Judy had been feeling, she slowed
down and after a while she said "it's my turn, come on, you promised." Judy
said "OK, you did it real good, now I'll make it good for you." I stood there
being as quite as I could, I watched as Mary pulled out the two things and
stuck the cucumber in her mouth. "Hmmmm" she went, "you taste so good"Judy
stood up her skirt and panties where on the corner of the couch.

      Mary took her skirt and panties off and laid them with her's. "First some
good old pussy eating, then today, you're going to get it in your asshole, that
is if you still want it?" Mary turned, laid on her back and said "yes, I want
it I want to know what it is you feel when I do it with both." Judy said, "Oh
you will, honey, you will, now lift up your legs."

      As Mary lifted her leg her foot hit the curtain. For a minute I thought
it would give me away. It didn't. I watched as Judy started touching Mary
around the top of her slit. "Oh, my, Mary, your clit is all stiff and big."

      So now I knew what that thing was called I'd found. It's a clit. "Your
pussy is all wet, you're so fucking hot, aren't you honey?" Mary said "yes, I'm
so hot, eat me, finger me, fuck me, make me cum!" In my mind I was screaming
"MAKE HER CUM, MAKE HER CUM!"

      I watched as Judy started running her fingers all around Mary's pussy,
then I saw how easily Judy slid three fingers into Mary. I looked for pain, but
saw none. All that I could hear was Mary breathing hard and saying 'yes, yes,
yes, fuck that cunt, fuck it, God it is so good, fuck me, use the cucumber."

      Judy reached for the green thing and slide it into Mary fast and easy.
Judy said "Jesus Mary, you're hot, do you want me to do your asshole today?"
Mary said yes, yes, but make me cum first, make me cummmmm, oh shit here it
comes, I'm cumming, I'm cumming"

      Mary was bucking hard against the cucumber fucking her. Judy was slamming
the thing all the way in -- deep inside and with her finger tips pulling it
out, before ramming it back inside. Mary said "Harder, faster HARDER, HARDER,
FASTER, FASTER, OH FUCK," she was almost yelling. She was so loud I thought
someone may hear her and stop them. This was something I didn't want to happen.

      After Mary started to relax, Judy pulled out the cucumber and put her
mouth on her open pussy, or cunt whatever it was called and she started to lick
and suck and make all kinds of noises. That only made Mary seem to want more.
"Roll over," Judy told Mary, yes, now open those legs" Mary had one leg on the
floor (her knee) and the other with her foot over the couch back. Judy put her
face down between Mary's ass cheeks and pulled them apart.

      I watched as she started to kiss the insides of her ass, and worked to
Mary's asshole. Then I saw her stick her tongue in Mary's asshole. The response
from that was amazing, Mary was pushing up back against Judy. I saw Judy spit
in her butthole and start to work a finger in side it. It took forever, and I
also think she was putting fingers under her into Mary's cunt hole. Mary was
moaning, and moaning and moving her ass all around. It was obvious she liked
the feelings Judy was giving her.

      Judy asked, "are you ready for the second finger?" Mary said, "yes, do
it. Ohhhh that feels good, yes, nice and slow, yes, that's it, ohhhh, not to
fast." Judy said, "I'm not Hon, let me know if it is to fast. Remember, in this
area, we have to be very slow, it takes time for the butt to expand, but once
it opens up, you are going to love it."

      I'd never felt anything as wonderful as I was feeling with my finger
sliding in and out of my cunt hole. I could feel myself going someplace I'd
never before known, it was making my mind float, my body shake, my desire for
more even stronger.

      Somehow I just knew I shouldn't be making myself feel the way I was
doing, and I also knew I shouldn't be watching Mary and Judy. I knew that they
didn't want to be seen because they were here in my secret hiding place with
all the known doors locked.

      I wanted to feel what it felt like to have a finger in my butt, watching
Judy and Mary and the way Mary kept pushing back against Judy's fingers made me
believe that it must feel good, why else would they do it, why would Mary have
used the carrot in Judy? It had to feel good! I pulled my hand from my slippery
wet hole and up my gash in front then I slid my hand to my ass searching with
my fingers as I watched, I spread my cheeks and found my butt-hole. Every so
softly I played with my hole and every so gently I worked in first one then two
fingers all the time watching Judy doing the same to Mary right in front of me.
I watched as Judy now had three fingers in Mary, Judy paused long enough to
reach for the cucumber again and put the head right at Mary's hole in her
pussy. I watched as Judy slowly pushed it in, and she kept fingering Mary's
asshole with her fingers.

      "OH SHIT" Mary said, "yes, yes, do it. Fuck me. Fuck me" I could see Judy
looking around on the couch for something and when she saw it she pulled out
her fingers from Mary's asshole, grabbed the carrot, and slid it back inside of
Mary in one smooth motion. All I could hear from Mary was a deep deep moan,
Judy started to fuck Mary with both things at the same time. Instead of
rotating them like Mary had done to her, Judy slid them both in deep together,
and pulled them out together. Mary was bucking back against Judy and since she
was on her hands and knees, she bucked back with force.

      Watching, I actually think I saw Judy just holding the things in one
place and it was Mary that was doing the fucking by moving herself back and
forth. Mary started a long low moan that started to grow louder, Mary was
making noises I never have heard before in my life.

      When Mary was bouncing back and forth, she was slamming into Judy's hands
holding the things fucking her. My own fingers felt absolutely wonderful in my
own asshole, I couldn't help but wonder what it'd feel like to have the carrot
or cucumber in it? I wanted so badly to let go of the curtain and use my other
hand rubbing my front so that I'd have fingers working in both holes at the
same time. But, I didn't want to miss a moment of what I was watching.

      Several times Mary would stop when she pushed back and sort of shake then
she'd move some more and shove back and moan some more. After about 4 times,
Mary leaned forward and laid on her tummy. Judy moved up behind her and started
kissing her ass, her back and as she moved up, Mary turned over so Judy could
kiss her on her mouth.

      It was Mary that spoke first, "we better get out of here, before they
miss us." Judy said "yeah, lets go, wipe these off, and put them back." Mary
grabbed the two fuck things, sprayed them with a spray bottle, wiped them off
with her skirt and lifted the center cushion. She laid them there and replaced
the cushion. Judy said "come on, lets go."

      Mary quickly got up and went over to Judy, they kissed one more time and
I saw Mary reach down and lift up Judy's skirt. Judy didn't put her panties
back on. Judy reached for Mary and I saw that Mary wasn't wearing any panties
either. I looked around on the floor and on the couch, I couldn't see any. I
thought to myself, maybe they didn't wear any in here. I couldn't wait for them
to leave.

      My heart was racing, I wanted to try their things, I wanted to use them
in me. I wanted to feel like they'd made themselves feel. After they left I
pulled out my fingers from my asshole, grabbed the top of my skirt, and walked
through the curtain to the couch. I lifted the cushion and pulled out the two
things. I brought the cucumber to my nose and took in a deep breath, I could
smell the sent of sex on the now clean cucumber.

      I did the same with the carrot and smelled the musk scent. I put them on
the couch just long enough to take off own my panties, laid down on my back and
started fingering my cunt, sliding fingers in my slippery wet hole. With my
other hand I reached around and started to finger my asshole some more. I was
determined to feel the pleasure that I just watched Mary and Judy enjoy. I
picked up the green warm cucumber and brought it to myself.

      I knew it could go in, I saw it go in Mary and Judy, but they are older,
bigger. I wondered if it was to much, if I were to young, maybe to small, I
wondered if it was going to hurt like it did when I first put my two fingers
inside?

      As I was thinking these things, I was trying to get the end into my hole.
I wanted to feel it in me. I felt the pressure, it was hard to push the end in,
I could feel myself stretching, I was glad it wasn't one of those fat ones I'd
seen, but it still seemed to big to get in, slowly I could feel my hands coming
toward my belly. I knew it was going in, I could feel it starting to fill me. I
could feel the area between my legs, it felt like I had a log between them.

      Yet, how do I describe it, I felt something else, something more, it's a
feeling of being on a pole. Yet it wasn't hurting like I thought it might. I
knew I was very slippery and it is because of that the thing slid in so easily.
I felt all warm between my legs, it felt good. I realized that it starting to
feel similar yet different than when I'd used my fingers. It felt better,
stronger, and much more intense. then I realized my breath had grown shorter,
and a lot faster. I started to move the thing in and out just like I saw the
other girls doing it.

      Oh Shit, it'd starting feeling good, real good, no wonderful, NO better
than that.. I found I could move it in and out very easily and it felt so good.
Ohh God, it was good, it was good, oh shit I couldn't breath, I couldn't
breath, oh shit, fuck me, fuck me. I was sliding it in and out as fast as I
could, yet it wasn't enough, it gave me a feeling like nothing I'd ever felt
before in my whole life. I wanted more, much more, I didn't' want to stop, I
wanted this feeling to last forever.

      I feel something building and building it is making my legs shake, my
body is shaking, Oh this feeling, my belly was pulsing, it was sucking in the
green thing. I felt my cunt pulse, it was throbbing in a way that felts so
good. Higher, and higher, better and better.

      Now I knew why Mary had went crazy, I could hardly control myself, I
couldn't control my breathing, my body nor my hands. Everything was working
towards one goal. It was to make my body feel wonderful, to make me feel better
than anything in my life had ever made me feel before.

      Does it ever stop I wondered to myself, would I ever get to some sort of
a peak? I couldn't help but wonder if it got any better. I no longer thought
that, it felt even better. It was like a wonderful exciting ride that never
ends and only gets better and faster wanting you to desire more and more. I
felt it, all of a sudden it hit! It was great, hard moving, I was paralyzed, my
legs clamped shut, my hands held the thing in me. I shuddered, I felt like my
mind was melting.

      Slowly ever so slowly it began drifting down, back down, after a long
while I'd realized what I did. Somehow I knew should never tell anyone about
this. As I laid on the couch my legs relaxed, and my groin felt sore almost to
the point of being painful. I could feel my breath returning to normal. It must
have took 15-20 mins to relax and drift back into reality. I felt the thing
slide out of me and between my closed legs. My body felt relaxed, just like it
a tightly stretched rubber band that'd just been let loose.

      Getting up, I couldn't help but wonder what the stuff tasted like that
made me so wet. I tasted myself. I was sweet. Hmmmm so sweet. I'd no idea what
time it was, I knew it must be close to supper time, yet I could still hear the
girls outside playing, I knew I didn't have to rush. Taking my time I grabbed
my panties that were on the floor, and wiped down the warm green thing and put
it back under the cushion with the carrot.

      After what I just went through, I decided to wait for another day to try
it again. Looking at my panties, I wondered what it'd be like to not put them
back on, after all Mary and Judy didn't have any on when they left. I wondered
if they even had any on when they came onto the stage. Taking my panties I
balled them up and put them in my pocket. They were all wet anyway, and I was
sure it wouldn't have felt comfortable putting them back on.

      I had a lot to think about and as I walked back to the laundry room door
through the passage, I wondered if Mary and Judy were going to become nuns? If
it was all right for nuns to do what I'd seen.

      Did the nuns working here at the school do those things? Did they touch
themselves? My mind was racing with ideas, questions. Walking past the dirty
clothes, I pulled out my balled up panties and dropped them in the bin.


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 2

      Living here at Saint Mary's we all had to do our chores to help out.
Everyone would be assigned different things and of course were all rotated
between them all. The chores I really enjoy are working in the laundry room and
the kitchen. The outside chores (the yard, flowers and stuff like that) I
didn't care for. Whenever I was given one of those I'd trade with another girl
and take her laundry room or kitchen detail. The inside house cleaning I sort
of liked, only because it allowed me to look around other places in the
School/Convent. We even had a tool shop for our outside tools and things.

      It was during my time in the laundry room that allowed the most time to
watch the two older girls whom also used the stage for their own private secret
place. Whenever, I wasn't assigned to laundry room, I'd always hurry to get
complete my chores so I could watch them. Although they also had their own
chores, it seemed as if we were always free for close to a hour and a half
before supper. So by 3:30 every day I made it my routine to sneak in through
the laundry hidden doorway and go on up to the stage.

      As each day progressed, I practically lived to see what they'd do next.
Since they'd obviously been doing this for awhile, they'd learned all sorts of
lovely nasty things. I remember the second time I watched them (the next day)
they did something a lot different. When I was close enough to the stage to
hear them talking and giggling. I knew my timing was right. Slowly I made my
way to the back curtains and found the opening and peeked in over the couch
once again.

      They were standing in front of the couch and like the previous day the
front stage curtain was closed giving them a mistaken sense of privacy. I
watched as they looked at each other before gently kissed, and then embracing
one another. I watched as they both began to caress the other's breasts.
Their's were so much larger than mine. The way they were moaning, made it
obvious that what they were doing to each other felt good. So I held the
curtain with one hand and with my other, started to touch my small breasts, I
found it felt different, and yet nice. Somehow, it made me tingle slightly
between my legs.

      Mary was the first to bring down her hand and start to raise Judy's
skirt, and just as I suspected Judy wasn't wearing any panties. I watched as
Judy moved and opened her legs for Mary's finger to touch her. It didn't take
long before Judy brought down her own hand and groped for the hem of Mary's
skirt before finally lifting it. And just like Judy, she wasn't wearing any
panties. I don't know who moved first, but they moved over to the edge of the
couch. Some how, Judy ended up on her back, as Mary laid on top of her. Only
Mary moved around and she put her head between Judy's legs and her mouth went
to latched upon the opening of Judy's pussy. As if they were thinking as one,
Judy was pulled Mary's legs over her head and was hungrily lapping within
Mary's gash.

      Shifting my position to get a better view -- I'd never seen another
girl's gash before -- let alone this close. I could see how pink it was, how it
glistened from her wetness, and her pink/brown butt-hole. I could even see it
flexing as Judy lapped away. I could see how the lips around her opening were
all swollen, and an opening right in the middle of her gash. It was like a
small dark hole. Judy hand her hands and arms wrapped under Mary's hips and
pulled her gash hard towards her face. She even pulled herself up to lick
Mary's butt-hole.

      She must have stuck her tongue inside it, because whatever she did made
Mary moan very loudly, before attacked Judy's gash in the same manner. I
couldn't stand it any longer. My hand slowly moved from my nipples sliding down
into my skirt. Undoing the buttons and unzipping it once again allowed my hand
to slide down into my panties where I could touch that lovely spot I'd found
the previous day. And just like the day before, I was all slimy, slick and wet
between my own swollen lips.

      I ran a finger up and down that little bump -- I'd later learn was called
a "clit" -- before sliding a finger into my own hole. Oh how I wished I had
something to put inside my hole to get that feeling I gotten yesterday using
their cucumbers and carrot. It was then I decided I'd get my own small cucumber
from the kitchen as soon as possible.

      I continued watching as Judy licked Mary's slit and every now and who
would suck on Mary's own little bump every now and then. Whenever Judy did
this, Mary would moan, grinding herself into Judy's mouth. I watched as Judy
brought up her hands and started to slide one finger into her open wet gash.
Judy also slid one finger into Mary's butt-hole. From where I was standing, I
couldn't see what Mary was doing to Judy, but imagined she must have been doing
the same.

      I watched as Judy raised her legs up and whom also moan out loud. Judy
began using a finger in each of Mary's holes, and she was moving them both very
fast! Unable to help myself, I had to get that same feeling. I also fingered
myself now very fast before beginning to feel myself starting to climb towards
that wonderful feeling of an orgasm.

      Although I wanted to moan, I didn't want to give myself away. I wanted to
watch the two girls so I could learn even more nasty things. I have to tell
you, at this point in my life, I hadn't yet learned that what I was watching or
what I was doing was considered forbidden. Somehow I just knew it was, and
knowing that made me want to do it more.

      Somehow it made it much more exciting -- more intense. I could feel that
lovely feeling beginning to come on fast. I stared at Judy fingering both of
Mary's holes, Judy was fucking her hard and fast, they were both making hungry
wanting noises.

      My legs started to shake, my tummy felt tight, my head felt light, I was
breathing fast and hard as I bit my lower lip hard so I wouldn't cry out how
good it was feeling. The feeling was so intense I actually began to feel a
throbbing begin to grow between my legs which only continued to grow stronger
with each movement of my fingers. I tried to rub my clit while sliding my
fingers in and out of my wet hole at the same time. I wanted to use both hands
but I didn't want to miss watching Judy and Mary going wild enjoying their own
fun.

      I watched as Mary's ass began shaking as it humped up and down. Judy
removed her fingers from Mary's wide open gash and replaced them with her mouth
-- sucking and caressing Mary's gash with her mouth while continuing to finger
her asshole. Oh how I wish I could enjoy what that must have felt like. I just
knew it must have felt good! I'm sure it felt better than just fingering and
rubbing myself.

      With the way Mary was moaning and whimpering it had to have felt good! I
could hear her, it was almost as if she were crying yet perhaps it was more
like whining. Between her moans and cries of passion, she said things like "eat
it, finger it, fuck me, suck it, faster, faster, I'm coming, don't stop,
harder, harder!" This told me she truly enjoyed the sensations Judy was giving
her. I wanted it so bad that I placed myself in her position -- it was me
squatting over Judy's face -- it was me that Judy was licking, eating and
fingering all at the same time.

      I'd enjoyed another strong climax. My fingers were so wet -- my once very
tight hole was now open and wanting. It was like my own gash couldn't survive
without my hole being touched.

      At this point I could easily slide two fingers in and out. I wanted to
put three in as I watched Judy fucking Mary with three in her asshole. Once I
started to climax and shake, I thought it would never end. I began to feel my
body relax -- "feel it start to," (for lack of a better description) come down
from that wonderful mountain high I'd journeyed too. However just as it seemed
I was almost ready to completely relax, I'd feel my body beginning once again
to tense all over.

      I could feel my gash beginning to throb all over again, to felt my legs
shake, my belly all warm, my nipples so sensitive as they touched my blouse (I
hadn't yet started to wear a bra). I stood there watching as Mary and Judy
appeared to slow down. They were resting as I was going wild wanting to keep
this feeling going. Even though, I knew it'd be only a matter of time before I
gave myself away. I didn't want them or anyone else to know what I was doing
and how I'd made my own body feel so wonderful.

      After the fourth or fifth time of feeling myself beginning to return to
Earth. I forced myself to pull my own fingers from my crouch. I let go of the
curtain and slowly buttoned my skirt back up so I wouldn't make any noise. I
backed up and left the stage, went to the tunnel and returned to the laundry
room. Before opening the door, I once again quickly removed my panties.

      Why I did that, I'm not completely sure. I only know that with that slick
wet feeling between my legs it felt good to walk around with them off. Walking
into the laundry room, I tossed them into the dirty clothes bin. I had to pee
real bad so I went to the toilets. In our bathrooms we have ten sinks facing
one another with a shelf between the sinks. We have ten stalls with doors and
ten separate showers. I went to a stall.

      Sitting down I let it go. What a relief! As I sit there, I picture the
two girls on the couch. I can see their fingers sliding in and out. I can see
Mary's ass moving up and down, grinding into Judy's face. In my mind I could
see them clearly. Sitting there, I open my legs and begin touching myself some
more. Oh, it felt so good. Wishing I had either the small cucumber or carrot
I'd previously used the day before. I looked at the toilet paper holder
wondering if I could get the paper off, to get at the wooden roller. It
appeared to be about the right size. Feeling very excited, I couldn't wait to
try it. I got the roll off, and then the wooden roller.

      Sitting there I slid it in. Oh, it felt so good! I'd expected it to hurt
just a little, but it was just the opposite! It'd slid in easily and felt
wonderful! As I sat there on the toilet, leaning back with my legs spread wide
as I fucked my hot little gash nice and slow. Talk about a sensation. I could
feel every stroke throughout my body. With two fingers I held the wooden pin,
and closing my eyes I felt Judy's fingers fucking me. It was her fingers slowly
moving in and out. It was her hand holding the wooden roller.

      I wondered what it'd feel like if I touched my clit at the same time.
With my free hand, I reached down -- it felt like an electrical jolt running
through my body as my fingers found my hard little clit. It was so sensitive, I
must have looked a like a sight! If anyone could have seen me, I would have
literally died!

      However, all I kept thinking was cum, cum, make it feel good, nice and
slow, nice and deep, each sensation fighting the other. One great feeling from
the wooded stick, and the other great sensation from my fingers. The two
different feelings were becoming one.

      My body began to shake and convulse, my groin area was throbbed. I could
feel this deep warm feeling throughout my body. My climax's were becoming
stronger, and the stronger they became, the more I wanted.

      Hearing the dinner bell, I knew I had to go to the dinning room for our
evening meal. My time for the next four or five hours would be strictly
regimented. I had to go.

      Slowly I removed the wooded roller, and carefully wiped it off before
putting the roll of toilet paper back on. I used some of paper to clean the
inside of my upper thighs as I didn't want to wipe the area of around my slit
because I wanted to still feel that slippery feeling. Standing up, I flushed
the toilet, unlatched the door, washed my hands and went to the dining room.

      Our dining room is large, and the only sounds you could hear were the
sound of metal trays and utensils. No one talked in the dining room. We were to
think of Vespers that began one hour after supper. Since my job today was to
work in the kitchen cleaning the dishes, I'd have to quickly eat and start
working right away to make Vespers. As I ate and I kept looking around trying
to see if Mary and Judy eating their supper together.

      I never saw Judy, but I did see Mary, her face was beaming, and she had a
smile that made her look beautiful. Since we were not yet part of the convent
we didn't have veils. All the girls on the Novice's side wore them from the
time they entered training until they earned their nun's habit.

      I guess they always wore them, except of course when they slept. They had
different types, but that has nothing to do with this right now. The students
sat together on one side and the nuns sat on their own side of the dining room.
I ate and took my tray to the trash window, cleaned it and went to work in the
kitchen.

      Today, I was to empty the dishwasher, we never spoke (it was frowned upon
to speak between the dinner bell and call to Vespers) everyone knew what was to
be done, and it all went smoothly as if it were a well practiced play.

      Time went by, I was so busy I forgotten all about my newly discovered
pleasure. The kitchen was clean, and we folded and put away our aprons. No
sooner had we finished when the "Call to Vespers" chimed (something like a door
chime). Going into chapel I picked up the white veil from the basket and placed
it over my head tying it beneath my chin. (Everyone is required to wear a veil
in chapel) My thoughts drifted to the feelings I'd enjoyed in the toilet stall,
how using my fingers and the wooden roller together had brought me to my
strongest climax yet.

      I went in and took the end seat of pew, I knelt down folded my hands and
closed my eyes. All I could see was Judy and Mary on the couch, I could see
them as they were the day before using the carrot and the small cucumber. I
could see myself standing there watching, and touching myself.

      I know I should be thinking of Mother Mary, and how I should strive to be
like her. Had she ever felt like I do? I don't think so. Even though I should
have been praying, but the only thing I could think of were those nasty
thoughts. I heard the rosary began. I took my rosary from my pocket and
remained kneeling. I started looking around at the other girls, then over at
the Novice's entering the convent and at the Sister's that sat up front that
ran both the school and convent.

      I couldn't help but wonder if any of them felt as I did. How many of
those here weren't wearing panties? How many thought of the things I thought.
More than likely -- none of the nuns. I tried to see Judy or Mary, I knew they
were here, but I couldn't see them. I wondered if they'd put their panties back
on before coming to chapel. I just knew I was a sinner, I know that if anyone
found out I'd be mortified.

      Feeling a tap upon my shoulder, I returned to reality by Sister Mary
Agnes whom asked if I were alright? I looked around and saw everyone was now
standing, while I'd remained kneeling. I looked at her and replied "I wanted to
say another rosary, and I was just praying."

      She said, "pray your rosary tonight, we're at Vespers." (I told you, they
were sticklers for order everything had to be done every time, exactly the same
way.) I stood up and forced my mind to get back on what I should be doing. It
was difficult to do when my body was saying one thing and mind said another.

      After Vespers, we showered, cleaned up and got ready for bed, before
going into the big dorm bay. I checked the bulletin board to see where it was I
had chores for tomorrow. Seeing that I had outside clean up. I went sat on the
edge of my bed waiting for our nightly prayer. Again, we didn't talk during
this time. We were suppose to reflect upon the events of the day, and prepare
ourselves for prayer.

      I thought of how disappointed I was that I wouldn't be able to go inside
to the hiding place (no longer was I able to say it was mine alone). I knew
that the outside clean-up was always the longest chore, and would work right up
until it was almost time to eat -- being excused just long enough to clean up
before supper.

      Sitting there, I looked around. The other girls were also sitting, no one
spoke. Looked at each face that I could see, I wondered if she ever did
anything like what I'd done, or like what I'd seen. Somehow, I knew that I was
the only one with this problem. Within my section we are all the same age -- 12
going on 13. We were allowed to have one stuffed toy on our beds -- mine was a
teddy bear. I held it while I waited and I wondered what it'd feel like to rub
one of the arms or legs against myself between my legs.

      I heard the buzzer for our bay, it was time to kneel and say our nightly
prayers. I knelt down but couldn't get my mind off of how it might feel like to
have the thick brown teddy bear's leg between mine. I was disappointed with
myself for not getting into the vegetable bin and looking for a small cucumber
like Judy and Mary had hid in the couch. With my mind on all the nasty stuff I
hadn't noticed that the other girls were now one by one getting into bed.

      My eyes were closed as I was pictured myself in the toilet stall,
remembering how wonderful it'd felt when I climaxed. Trying to relive every
detail of it within my mind. Hearing someone talking brought me back to
reality. I opened my eyes and found I was the last girl kneeling, and I got up
and got under the covers. Sister Mary Bernadine stood by to make sure everyone
was accounted for and we were all ready for sleep. (She was in charge of our
sleeping bay, sort of like a home room teacher only she lived in it) her room
was at the end of our bay. She slept there rather than the nun's sleeping area.

      It wasn't long before the lights were turned out. Because our days
started very early I usually found it easy to drop off to sleep, however, this
night was different. I'd been thinking about that wooden toilet paper holder
and how wonderful it felt, I couldn't just drop off to sleep. I reached down
between my opened my legs and touched myself. Gawd, I was so wet and it felt so
good. I decided to see if my bear's leg, would feel good or not.

      Turning on my side and putting the bear down between my legs. I found
that if I just laid on my side with the bear's main body against me, felt best.
Once there, I started to sort of move my hips and the bear's body would in turn
rub against my gash, making that one spot tingle soooo good.

      I climaxed many times before falling asleep. When I woke the next
morning, Puggy (my bear) was still between my legs. I was clamped around him
very tightly. It was still dark outside and the morning buzzer hadn't yet
sounded.

      I knew almost everyone else was still asleep, I started to move my hips
again. "How nice," I thought to myself, "to go to sleep with that wonderful
feeling and to wake up to it."

      I was right at the verge of a climax when the buzzer sounded and the
lights came on, talk about a eye opening experience. I froze, before pulling
Puggy up from between my legs while hoping no one saw. I pulled down my long
flannel night gown and got out of bed, knelt down and said my morning prayer.
Or should say I knelt down thinking to myself, "just one more minute, one more
minute, I could have finished, I would've been there." I was truly
disappointed. My bottom ached, I wanted to finish in the worse way. After
prayers, it was every girl for herself, we'd all move fast to the toilet stalls
to pee.

      This morning I hurried not to pee, but to have the privacy to finish what
Puggy and I had begun. Standing in line and when it was my turn, I locked the
door, sat down, opened my legs and went to work with one hand while rubbing my
little button with the other as I put a finger inside wanting that double
feeling again. It didn't take long (I thought) but then I heard a knock on the
door.

      "Come on Phyllis, hurry up! I got to go too!" It was Maggie, my orgasm
was just subsiding and I still hadn't peed. I replied, "I'd be right out, and I
then I peed.

      I went to the dressing room where I took my socks, skirt, blouse, and
shoes. I didn't take any panties, I wanted to go the whole day without wearing
any -- just like Judy and Mary.

      After dressing, we went to Mass and then to the dining room. I have to
tell you, it was like a getting hooked on the best thing I've ever had or
experienced. I wanted more. I didn't know it at the time, but I was more than
"hooked." Sitting down to eat breakfast before giving thanks, I was looking at
the fruit bowl while looking at the bananas which were all way to big. Maybe if
I peeled a small one?

      After prayer I asked for the fruit to be passed. I choose the smallest
one and stuck it in my skirt pocket. Since I was on outside chores today, I had
to return to our bay, and help clean up. I went back and went straight to the
toilet stalls, peeled the banana and found it still to big to put inside me and
on top of that, it was soft (too ripe). So I just ate it.

      I went to brush me teeth and comb my hair. But, when I picked up the hair
brush, I felt the handle, it was small, almost the size of the small cucumber
or carrot. No, it was bigger than the carrot. I slipped it in my pocket and
hoping no one would notice and returned to the stall where I spit on the end of
the brush before spreading my legs. I was as wet as ever. I put the end against
my opening and learned that it'd slide in as easy as the small cucumber.

      Pushing it in, it felt so filling, so hard and so good. Again I rubbed
that wonderful little button that gave so much pleasure, and while holding the
end of the hair brush, I moved the handle in and out slowly, very slowly as the
feeling grew stronger. Needless to say I moved it just a little faster as the
feeling gradually grew stronger and I felt myself climbing that lovely mind
melting mountain.

      Completely lost within my lust. I wasn't able to keep track of time, or
where I was, who I was, all I could think about was that feeling. Oh that
feeling! I didn't hear the buzzer signal it was time to go to class. I could
only think of what I was doing and the effect it had upon my body and mind!

      I heard Sister Mary Bernadine's voice, and her knocking on the stall
door. "Phyllis, are you in there?" she asked. I could hear her voice, but I
didn't want to stop. I knew I had to and I knew I couldn't let her know what I
was doing. "Honey, are you all right?" she asked again.

      I managed to tell her I had the runs, and my tummy felt funny. Well, it
did, it felt real funny, every time my gash would throb I'd shudder, my tummy
sort of bounced in and out. So I wasn't really lying about that part. I heard
her say "OK, when you come out we'll go down to the infirmary and have Sister
Kelly check you out." She's the convent nurse. Hearing her depart, I felt I'd
better hurry and hide my brush before Sister found out I wasn't totally honest
with her. Standing up, I smoothed out my skirt, straightened my blouse put the
brush back in my bathroom bin and walked out to the bay to get Sister from her
room.

      Sister Kelly examined me and said to go to class. I did, but couldn't
wait until I'd be able to go out to the shed knowing I'd find something in
there I could try out next.


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 3

      Math, History, English, Religion, Science, PE all seemed to slowly crept
by. The only thing I was able to think of throughout the day was what I could
use and what may be in the work shed that I could use that might give that
wonderful feeling again. Even in the classrooms I saw all kinds of things I
wanted to try and use. Especially in science class. Although, we had glass
tubes I thought that some would fit, but seemed to thin.

      A couple of things that caught my eye on my way to Chapel were the
smaller candles. I saw some that I just knew would fit if I could only get my
hands on one.

      I knew my mind wasn't where it should have been, but I couldn't stop
thinking of that feeling. I wondered what it would have felt like to have had
Judy or Mary licking me. Oh, I bet their tongues would feel better than my
finger. Walking out to the shed I could hear Mr. Johnson's dog barking -- we
are all afraid to get to close to Mr. Johnson's stuff because of his big dog --
a Collie whose name I think was "Buster." Sister told me I was to weed the rear
of the flower garden using a hoe. Although, I knew the hands tools were on the
side of the shed, I wanted to go inside and look around.

      Buster's barking didn't scare me when I'd first arrived about a year ago
we'd made friends. In fact I would run off and hide just to talk with him. He
was both a good listener and friend. I wanted some privacy and knew I'd have it
there -- that was if Mr. Johnson wasn't around. But being the maintenance man,
he was usually working somewhere in the building. And the last time I saw him
he was in the boiler room working.

      Entering the shed door I saw Buster, Mr. Johnson had him tied up. He knew
that the girls would from time to time be required to go into the shed for
shovels and other stuff when he wasn't around, and if Buster were loose, most
of the girls wouldn't go inside because they were afraid of him. Being very
happy to see Mr. Johnson wasn't in there. I walked over to Buster and squatted
down giving him a big hug. He was wagging his tail so hard, his whole body was
moving. He licked my face and whined as if he was telling me how happy he was
to see me. I said, "Hi Buster, how have you been boy, look, you lay down, I
have to find something." Getting up I could see all the tools laying around,
lots of things caught my eyes. First were all the smooth wooden various sized
screwdrivers, then the different handles on all the hand held tools.

      I picked up this one screwdriver with just the perfect sized handle, it
was fat at one end and then smaller and smooth at the other. It looked to be
the size of the small cucumber I'd used, but maybe a little bigger than my hair
brush handle. The only chair in the shed was at Mr. Johnson's desk, I really
had no idea about positions or different ways to do myself at the time. So far
every time I'd used the cucumber or the hair brush I was sitting down. I walked
past Buster who was laying down watching me and sat on the edge of the chair. I
opened my legs, lifted my skirt, and started rubbing myself. Buster laid there
looking at me. I had been waiting all day for this, and it didn't take much to
make that wonderful pleasure too rise up and take me away. When the first wave
hit, I couldn't move my fingers fast enough.

      I first slid one then two fingers into myself. I did something different
this time, and it felt great! As I pulled my fingers out I slid them up along
my wet gash up over my sensitive little button before running them back down
and inside. Wow, did that ever feel good! Closing my eyes I was carried away
with body shaking wave after wave of pure marvelous pleasure. It was time for
the handle. When I'd finally opened my eyes I saw Buster standing right in
front of me. He'd been watching with his head cocked to one side. I said "watch
me Buster, watch me, it feels good, to bad your a dog, you don't know what your
missing." I brought the handle to my hole sliding it in easily. With the way
the handle was, I could feel myself open and close around it. As it move in and
out, the sensation it created made it feel even better than with a straight
handle. I could feel the lips of slit trying to grip the handle as it slid in
forcing my opening expand, then as it got to the smaller part I could feel my
hole relaxing.

      One thing I'd discovered by doing this was that when I was on the out
stroke, it'd come all the way out, and then when I push it back inside, the
sensation from my hole closing and opening was incredible! Whenever I pushed it
back in, it made my hole open up faster than I expected giving me an unexpected
thrill! Oh, was it ever a thrill, I wanted it again! I started pulling it all
the way out, then paused a few seconds before then pushing it deep inside with
one single stroke. I felt my hole expanding and contracting with each stroke.
It was the best feeling I'd experienced up to that point. I could hear a
plopping sound as the handle came out and then a sucking slurping sound as it
slid back in. My body shook, my eyes rolled around in my head, sweat was
pouring out of my entire body, my mind was burning, my breathing was fast and
hard. It was like a never ending fast ride. I couldn't go on, my arm was tired,
my opening was getting sore, after one of the most intense shuddering
experiences, I pulled it out and dropped it on the floor, I laid my head back,
and rested.

      I felt Buster licking my feet and it felt good. In the past he'd lick me
me as I rubbed his ears. His tongue was cool and wet. I just closed my eyes and
relaxed. Buster started licking up my sweaty legs into inner thighs, and
licking off all the sweat. His tongue kept going, the higher he licked the
better it felt. Suddenly, I wanted to feel him licking my gash. I wanted to
feel his tongue on my hole and most of all, I wanted to feel his tongue on that
little button that made me feel so great.

      When his tongue finally reached my gash my body was beginning to shake
again. But when his tongue went inside my head began to spin. I could feel his
tongue up inside my hole -- I mean it was deep! Trying to push against his
tongue. I pushed forward, sliding off the chair and onto the floor. Buster
never stopped licking. Although I wanted to get back up on the chair, with
Buster licking me so good, and my body unable to stop shaking it was difficult
to get back up.

      Struggling to get one hand up on the seat and attempting to pull myself
up. I slipped and fell back down. But this time I accidentally spun myself
around and ended up with my face in the seat of the chair and my ass waving
around in the air. Buster was sort of startled by this, and had momentarily
backed away. As I started to push myself up and Buster put his head under my
skirt and started licking again.

      I realized that in this position, his tongue could lick even deeper while
also permitting him to every once and awhile lick my butt-hole. Whenever he
licked there, he forced his tongue inside and it felt good. His tongue wasn't
soft, it felt prickly. It felt as he had tiny little bumps that made everything
feel all that more intense. While he was licking and running his tongue inside
my butt-hole, I reached down and started rubbing my little bud.

      Oh, how can I describe the feeling? I don't really know how. It was like
nothing I'd ever before experienced and I loved it! I had absolutely no control
over my body. My hips moved, my legs just shook. And I couldn't get enough of
this feeling.

      Feeling Buster stop, I wanted to cry out no, and then he was on me. I
wanted him off, I wanted him to continue licking. I felt this wet thing hitting
the cheeks of my ass, when suddenly whatever it was slid right inside my
butt-hole. I had no idea, what Buster was doing, but it started to feel real
good. I stopped trying to get him off, and laid my head down trying to look
under us to see, if I could, what was happening.

      All I could see was his rear legs. His front paws were locked around my
waist holding me tight. I began feeling a new sensation. One which I enjoyed!
It began from deep within my tummy, then quickly spread up my spine, and then
finally to my brain. My body shook and shook and shook. I felt something
forcing my asshole to stretch, yet at the same time my whole bottom throbbed
with pleasure.

      I felt this thing slamming into me fast, and hard. Whatever it was that
Buster had in me started to grow bigger, and I think longer. It began to hurt,
and in a very strange way, started to feel different, not a bad different, a
good different. A great "good different." Unable to catch my breath, I was
gasping for air as my body continued to shake. I felt Buster's thing inside me
beginning to throb, and when it did, I felt real warm deep feeling inside my
tummy. When my body stopped shaking, I noticed so did Buster's. After a few
minutes he hopped off and laid back down. I fell to the floor and watched as he
licked this big purple thing between his rear legs. Funny, I don't remember
ever seeing that thing there before, yet here he was licking it.

      It was fascinating to watch Buster as he licked his thing when after what
seemed like a long time it began growing smaller, and smaller as it changed
from a dark purple to a pretty pink. Finally it disappeared into his belly,
well it was covered by a furry tube that hung down, but I could no longer see
that pink thing. I can't believe I'm admitting this, but I wanted him to do it
again. Only this time I wanted him to put that thing in my gash, something told
me it'd even feel better there. I got up off the floor, sat back in the chair,
opened my legs and called Buster, I wanted to feel him lick some more. Buster
looked at me, and went back to licking himself. Hearing voices outside the shed
I jumped up, smoothed out my skirt and acted like I was looking for a hand
shovel just in case whoever it was that was outside the shed decided to walk
in.

      Buster had also heard them and started barking loud and long until they
left. Walking over to him, I petted his head telling him that he was a "good
boy." He began to sniff and then his head went under the front of my skirt. I
spread my legs as much as possible without falling down so he could lick right
where I wanted him too. Oh, it felt was good! It felt as if I had a fire
between my legs! I was throbbing, and it was so wonderful! Standing there, as
my breathing became difficult and my body began shaking. Gawd how I ever loved
this. I forced myself to try and turn around. I wanted to be back on my hands
and knees with Buster's thing buried inside of me.

      Although, I attempted to turn, Buster wouldn't stop licking, I finally
stepped over his back all the time he kept licking. I got down on my knees and
he jumped on me again just like I wanted him to. I felt his thing hitting my
cheeks again, and I reached under my belly grabbed it and brought it to my
hole. I felt it stab me a few times and then all of a sudden, it hit, Buster
slammed it hard and deep, I was surprised as to how fast Buster went his thing
was slamming into me so hard and fast it made me shudder. I started that
shaking again and throbbing. I could feel his thing starting to swell up and
get longer. It was better than before, much better, so much better. I wanted to
yell, I wanted to scream. I never wanted this feeling to stop.

      Buster somehow had brought me to the peak of the most wonderful feeling
I've ever had. Just as I arrived there his thing began throbbing and I felt
something warm coming out of his thing inside me. My hole was so stretched that
it hurt. When after that wonderful feeling began to fade away, it was replaced
by new different feeling. It was pain, all of a sudden my gash was hurting.
Buster tried to pull back from me as I felt the worse pain I've ever felt in my
whole life. I heard a plopping sound and then no more pressure. Looking at
Buster and I saw this huge round thing way up on his thing. I knew then that it
had been the source of my pain.

      One thing seeing that was it took all the desire from me. I didn't want
to touch it, I didn't want to think of sticking anything in me ever again. I
didn't want to ever again experience that kind of pain.

      Rising to my feet, checking my skirt and blouse. I was filthy, my white
blouse and skirt were covered with dirt. I knew I'd get in trouble with the
Sisters if they saw my messy clothes. I brushed myself off as best as possible
and then looked around the yard. No one was around, I quickly made it out of
the shed, and to the laundry room and then making sure no one could see as I
grabbed a blouse and skirt that fit and the went inside the tunnel to change.
Once there, I decided to go see if Judy and Mary were back in our hiding place.
When I'd made way to the stage I heard them. Getting up behind them as I
watched them played with one another while using the familiar cucumber and
carrot. Being as sore as I could possibly be, I wasn't tempted to touch myself,
but I did want to watch. I told myself that it was to bad they were afraid of
Buster and that he had something that was even better than the cucumber or
carrot.

      After they left, I went around to the couch and pulled out the cucumber
and brought it to my mouth. It had the most wonderful taste and smell.
Something like fish, yet somewhat different. I decided to take it with me and
put it in the pocket of my skirt. I walked up to my bay before supper and put
it under my pillow. Even though I could feel my sore bottom throughout supper
and Vespers, by bedtime, my bottom was no longer sore and I wasn't about to do
anything to bring it back. After prayers and the lights went out, I laid on my
back, thinking about everything that had happened that day -- from the morning
when I'd used the hair brush, to the afternoon with the screwdriver handle and
of course Buster.

      I don't know what made me do it, but I slid my hands down between my legs
where I found my little bud wasn't sore. I rubbed it ever so slowly and after a
very long time I was able to make myself feel good again. Finally drifting off
to sleep I dreamt of Buster, of Mary licking me, of Judy using the cucumber in
me as she'd lick me. When I woke, my hand was still between my legs and I had
two fingers in my very wet hole. It was still dark and no one else was awake so
I reached under my pillow and got the cucumber before getting out of bed and
going to the toilet stall.

      Closing the door I sat down and slid it in my hole. Even though I'd
expected it to hurt, I didn't care. To my surprise, it didn't hurt or for that
matter feel in anyway uncomfortable. In fact it felt very good. So good that I
started to forget where I was, and began to get noisy. I didn't realize it, but
I was talking to Buster, telling him "to do it, give it to me, faster, faster."
I never heard Sister Mary Bernie walk into the bathroom. I wasn't aware she'd
put her key in the lock, but when the door was pulled open and I saw Sister
looking at me with my legs wide open, and my hand stuffing that green cucumber
in and out my hole, I froze with the cucumber pushed in up as deeply as I could
and I sat there only the tip could be seen.

      Sister reached in, grabbing the hand holding it in, pulled me to my feet,
and as I stood, we both heard the cucumber drop to the floor. "Pick that
disgusting thing up young lady," Sister said. I did, and she said "now flush
it" I drooped it in the toilet and flushed it away. Sister pulled me to her
room. She half threw me to the chair before starting in. "You are a child of
God, your body is His temple. You defiled it, and God will punish you for it. I
don't know when, but God will bring on you the curse. Maybe if you pray, and
fast, and beg forgiveness, he will let it pass." I asked Sister, "what curse?"
She informed me that "every girl who touched herself -- between her legs for
pleasure -- that God sent a punishment for the whole world to know she was
sinner. Once a month blood would come from you down there, and throughout your
entire life you will have to hide your shame."

      I started to cry. I'd forgotten that God sees all, that he knows all. And
I did the most disgusting things. I'd even done a dog. I knew I was going to
hell. Sister said "look Phyllis, don't cry. Some girls bleed for one day while
others bleed for a week. It all depends on how bad you were and how much you
ask for forgiveness. He will forgive you, and maybe it'll pass. If you start to
bleed between your legs, come to me, I'll help you through those times every
month.

      "Don't tell anyone of your curse, not even the Priest during confession.
We Sisters keep the curse to ourselves. And one last thing, pray hard when the
devil tempts you. I know you'll be tempted again and again, but remember the
curse, and remember only the devil wants you to do nasty things to yourself.
That's why he makes it feel so good. Now go back to bed, and say a rosary.
We'll be getting up soon. Don't mention this to anyone, I'll pray that the
curse passes you. Remember, if you began to bleed between your legs come
directly to me. I have the pads for it."

      Standing up I went back to bed, said my rosary and just as I was falling
back to sleep, the lights came on. When I got up, I saw Sister looking at me. I
hung my head and moved to brush my teeth. Picking up my brush, I looked at it
remembering what I done with it the previous morning when as I became excited
and embarrassed all at the same time. I remembered what Sister had told me just
about an hour earlier, and became very ashamed knowing that she saw me and that
God saw me and may give me this curse she told me about. I brushed my hair, and
prayed to myself because I wanted to use this brush in my hand again. I needed
the strength.

      I showered and got dressed, this time I took panties and decided I'd
better wear them. I went to Mass and then breakfast. At breakfast I looked at
things again and looking at the knife handle had a flash that it may feel good
to try it, then I realized what I was thinking and began to pray that the Devil
would stop from tempting me. All during the day I found my mind thinking of
that feeling, of how my fingers felt, of how Buster made me feel, of how the
screwdriver had felt.

      I prayed in math class, in English class, in history, almost every class.
I had to pray almost continuously to get my mind off of the wonderful feeling I
could give myself. Around noon, I had to pee, so I went to the toilet. Sitting
down I peed and went to wipe myself. When I did, I felt a tingle. No, more than
a tingle, I wiped myself a second time, then a third, and then I felt my bud
began to tingle and grow warm. I closed my eyes and touched it, it felt good, I
rubbed it a few times and it felt better.

      Hoping that God was busy and not watching. I started to rub it more and
more. I knew I was getting that feeling I wanted. I didn't care if anyone saw
me, besides, I didn't have the "curse" Sister had told me about, and maybe she
didn't know what she was talking about. I'd never heard of such a thing. The
feeling began to grow. My body started shaking, my legs became weak. I knew I
was there, my breathing was fast and hard, my mind felt like it was melting.

      I couldn't rub myself fast enough. My fingers slid in my hole creating
yet another wonderful feeling. When my body begin shaking uncontrollable, I
knew the feeling had reached its pinnacle. Just as I began calming down the
sound of the buzzer brought me back to reality. Feeling ashamed and alone, I
hoped that what Sister had told me was incorrect and that just maybe God had
been busy and hadn't noticed me touching myself.

      Today I had kitchen duty, that meant I helped the Sisters and the Novices
prepare dinner -- during classes the Sisters and Novices only worked in the
kitchen. After reporting to the kitchen I was assigned to assist a Novice peel
potatoes. Sitting there I wanted so badly to talk to her, to ask about her
training; about the curse Sister told me about. How could I bring up the
question which Sister had told me was a secret? Instead I just peeled the
potatoes. Upon completing our task Sister John Michael told me I could take a
break before serving the gravy at supper. Having over an hour free I first
thought of running to the stage where I could talk to Judy and Mary, but
suddenly I had a strong desire to run to the shed to see if Buster were alone.

      I'd finally decided to go to the stage. Judy and Mary were already there
kissing and touching one another. As always I watched while touching myself and
timing my peak with their's. I could never find a time when I felt secure
enough to let them know I'd been there watching -- afraid of their possible
reaction after learning I'd spied on them. And now that my suspicions were
right, that this was wrong. I felt even more alone.

      For about a week I continued to struggle with this, touching myself every
day at least once a day sometimes two to three times a day, then one Thursday
night I snuck a banana from the dining room and into my bed. After everyone was
asleep I stuck it in myself, making my body shake and shudder for almost an
hour. The once firm banana was now soft and had I peeled it I'm sure it
would've been nothing more than mush.  Between wanting more of this feeling and
being afraid I'd get the curse I fell asleep very confused.

      Friday morning I woke with blood on my sheets. I was bleeding from
between my legs just like Sister had said. I had the curse, I guess God was
watching after all. I laid in bed, not wanting to get up, one of the girls went
and got Sister, she came and sat on the edge asking "what is it child? Did the
curse come?"

      Looking at her I shook my head yes. "I was afraid of that. No one whom
has touched themselves escapes. God knows. Now once all the other girls have
gone to breakfast I'll return and we'll clean up the mess, and then I'll show
you what needs to be done each month for the rest of your life."

      I laid there in the quite until the Sister returned telling me that she
would be waiting for me after I finished showering. After showering Sister
handed me this strange looking strap with a big white pad. She showed me how to
put the pad on the belt and instructed me to wear it inside my panties.

      She said "don't worry Phyllis, you're not the first girl to get the curse
and you'll not be the last. I think every girl here will get the curse, all
because we can't fight off those nasty desires. I was your age when I got the
curse. I learned that only through hard prayer can I fight those nasty desires.
Now pray with me." We both knelt and prayed. Afterwards I dressed and went
straight to class.

      Over the years Phyllis would hear other girls moaning late at night, whom
she knew would be paying the price she had. After graduation I made the choice
I knew I'd always make. I became a Novice and began to study teaching. I'd
decided to become a Nun.

      Four years later took my final vows becoming Sister Mary Jean and then
shortly thereafter I was assigned to a large dioceses in Los Angles. Upon my
arrival I met with Mother Superior whom told me I would be teaching History.
although I'd studied to be a history teacher and was very good at it, my
training at St. Mary's had not adequately prepared me for instructing high
school boys and girls -- having only dealt with 6 & 7 grades as a Novice.
Within a week at my new convent she started to menstruate.

      Not knowing who to turn to and not having any pads I told Mother Superior
I had the curse, and asked for some pads. Mother Superior asked if I meant I
was menstruating. I told her I didn't know what menstruation was. Looking
concerned she asked "what where you told about your monthly bleeding when it
started?" I told her my bay Sister had told me it was how God punished girls
who touched themselves. And we where not to tell anyone not even the priest."
Mother looked at me and told me the truth about menstruation and why a girl had
it and what we should do every month about it.

      I was in shock! All those years of torture, having fought the temptation
to touch myself and all those days, weeks and months of guilt that followed
afterwards whenever I'd given into temptation. Mother also told me that women
were able to deal with each other better and easier when they had to relieve
the tension in their bodies. It was also a method to resist the temptation of
having sex with men. While she and the church didn't condemn any woman from
masturbating, it was still looked on as something not to be discussed openly.
And that the subject wouldn't be discussed with her again after tonight. She
also asked if I'd questions she could answer because I'd been so misled as a
child.

      My mind was whirling, I had so many questions, but had no way to ask her
one. All I could think of was all those years of sneaking around and the guilt.
By now I knew the proper name for my vagina, and that my little buddy was
called a clitoris. My butt-hole was called a anus and my chest where breasts.
That is all I knew. Oh yes I knew boys/men had a penis. And it was only used to
make women pregnant not for pleasure.

      We all had a very small private room containing only a bed, night stand,
and dresser. On top of the dresser were two good size candles and a cross.
There was also a small chair next to a lamp for reading. The best thing about
this room was IT WAS PRIVATE. That night during supper, I noticed the fruit
bowls contained lots of fruit, but the ones that stood out the most were the
bananas. I saw many nuns take an apple and banana to snack on later, some
choose just an apple or peach but by far most took banana's.

      Seeing this I chose a large banana and put it in my inside habit pocket.
After Vespers I went to my room with only one thing in mind. I wanted to eat
that banana with my vagina. I took off my habit, my bra, my panties, my socks
and laid on the bed naked, opened my legs and started in on my clitoris. I did
love it so.

      I laid there thinking back about Judy (now Sister Mary Francis) and Mary
(now Sister Mary Long). I wondered if had been assigned together in Detroit and
if they were still messing around with one other. I remembered Buster and the
day he mounted me. I remembered the times of listening to other girls in the
bay touching themselves. I felt myself ready, my vagina was so wet, it seem to
get wetter over the years. I could actually hear the slurping sounds coming
from it that night in my quite room. I was ready for that big stiff banana and
I glanced over at the candles on the dresser. That night I was going to
masturbate until I was sore. I used the banana until it became soft and I ate
it. Then I got up, took both candles and brought them to my small bed. I put
one in my vagina and started sliding it in and out then I moved it to my anus.
Once in place I brought the other one to my vagina and went to work.

      I have no idea how many times I came, I only knew I was exhausted and
needed a shower. The Sister next to me and I shared a bathroom with a tub and
shower. Finding it empty, I ran a warm bath. I was beaming.

      For the very first time I had no guilt. Oh it started, but I remembered
what Mother had said. Masturbating wasn't condemned, it was normal.

      And I knew one thing. It was the most wonderful thing I'd ever
experienced in my entire life. I couldn't wait for morning, I wanted to wake up
and do it again.


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 4

      This continued for about 7 months, going to my room masturbate at night,
shower, sleep, wake up, masturbate some more, dressing and then off to class's
to teach (I still don't wear panties, I just can't stand them covering my
groin. I even hate it when I have to wear those pads).

      Something happened today that I really hit me hard. My 5th period class
was reading when I noticed Jeremy Jones in the rear of the class so engrossed
in his history book that I was truly amazed. He rarely ever read, his grades
were low -- something told me it was to good to be true. I decided to get up
and walk around. Maybe he had his eyes closed and I just couldn't see them. I
got up, walked over to the window, looked out, turned and started walking
around.

      Jeremy glanced up once when I walked to the window, then went back too
reading his book. I slowly made my way to the rear of the classroom, and slowly
over in back of Jeremy. He had a small paperback pocket book inside his history
book.

      I reached over and snatched it up. And said "Jeremy, during history
class, we read our history book, not some romance novel," and without looking
slipped it inside my habit. The look on his face was one of fright. He turned
beat red, and stuck his head in his book.

      Walking back to my desk, I waited for the buzzer for the 5th period to
end. Jeremy rushed out the door. I expected him to come up and ask for his book
back. He didn't, and I figured he'd come back after school. During 6th period I
had the class read the same chapter. Sitting there I decided to look at that
book.

      I slipped it out of my habit and for the first time, looked at the cover.
In big black letters, the cover read "Young Slut Housewife Whore" and there was
a illustration of a girl naked with three men. One man was laying down on his
back, she was straddling him, another man was standing. The man on his back had
something coming up going into her.

      The man standing had something from between his legs in her mouth and she
was holding it with one hand. I think it was called a penis. Having never seen
one, I could only make a guess at this point. There was a third man kneeling
behind her, and it looked like his penis in her ass. In the back ground there
was a guy stroking his penis while looking through a door while.

      My breathing became hard, my groin began to ache as it always does when I
need to masturbate. I knew I was holding a book that I wanted to read and no
one could ever see or know that I had it let alone read it. By now my bottom
was throbbing. I don't mean a little. I mean I had to struggle to keep from
touching myself right there behind my desk. Oh I wanted too, but I knew I
couldn't take a chance like that, ever. I quickly put the book away.

      When the last period ended, I couldn't wait for the students to leave. I
knew the students would quickly leave, and all the Sisters would be in their
classrooms for two more hours doing papers and other things that needed doing.
Getting up, I closed the door to my classroom, and put up my "reading" sign.
(It was something we all did so we didn't disturb one other so we could get our
reading for the next day completed.

      I don't have to tell you what I was reading. It sure wasn't any history
book. For the next few hours I read that book from cover to cover. I couldn't
put it down. I now knew what fucking meant, what I called my bottom was called
a pussy and a cunt.

      I now knew what a "gang bang" was and that men had cock's and dick's.
That men loved having their cocks sucked, and at least this girl loved to have
men eat her, and the lady next door let a lesbian eat and fuck her (during the
day while her husband was at work) with things called Dildo's.

      The book was full of illustrations showing all the most exciting things.
I must have climaxed 4-5 times without ever once touching myself. All I did was
sit there reading while without realizing it I began squeezing my legs together
and before I knew it, I'd started to cum as she was fucking the teenage
paperboy.

      After the first climax, they just seemed to come in one wave after
another as I continued to read. I became that young housewife in the book. My
brow was soaked, my white habit cap was also soaked with sweat, and my hands
trembled. This poor girl married young just as I had -- only she married a man
and I'd married the church -- and she was unable to control her sexual urges.

      She masturbated morning, noon and night. She'd arranged for her teenage
paperboy to catch her masturbating and then fucked him silly. After she caught
him peeking through the window, and then lured him inside where she sucked his
rock hard cock. That page contained an illustration of her kneeling down while
sucking him as he fingered and licked her cunt. I don't wish to bore you, but
it went on and on, picture after picture, act after act.

      When her husband told her he had to take a part time job to meet the
bills. Although she was crushed and would be alone at night. She thought, it
might provide her the opportunity to maybe have sex with a stranger or someone
that didn't know her husband. She decided she'd walk the in park across the
street from her house. The first night she met a man that fucked her hungry
cunt in the dark on a picnic table.

      She'd read a lot about anal sex and asked the stranger to fuck her in her
asshole. After the initial pain went away, it made her climax harder than she'd
ever before known.

      She agreed to meet him the next night, and they fucked and ate each other
at the same time. A Black man walking his dog in the park came upon them, she
was so hot she wanted more, so as the first guy watched, the Black man fucked
her. The book indicated he had a monster sized cock. The first guy left and
when the Black man finished fucking her, she continued laying there while his
dog licked her pussy bringing her to yet another climax.

      Boy did that ever bring back memories. I kept thinking the dog would fuck
her, but he didn't (that first night). On the third night, her new friend
invited her over to his place where he took pictures of her fucking herself
with her fingers, and other things. She used vibrators, rubber cocks and rubber
vibrators. Then he took pictures of them fucking. The guy really loved to fuck
her asshole, and she wanted it more and more.

      She wanted to get the Black man again and asked her new friend to see if
he could have him there the next night. He did better than that, he had two
Black men, and his brother. He taught her the pleasure of having a gang-bang.
And the man brought his dog along to lick and fuck her. The man took pictures
of her doing all of those wonderful. She loved making pictures, and he asked
her if she'd be interested in making an adult movie with them.

      She couldn't wait. They made five very nasty movies with her fucking
everything and anything including movies with her and one or two other girls
fucking each other with dildo's. Then after a while the thrill was gone, she
wanted only strangers, any stranger. So she'd began dressing as a whore wearing
short, short skirts, hose, no panties, no bra and very low cut blouses. She
walked the park and fucked the men.

      What made this also interesting was the fact that she really loved her
husband. When he came to bed at night she'd be full with the sperm of other
men's cum, and then she'd have him to lick her. Her biggest thrill of all out
was having him lay on his back, with her over him sucking his rock hard cock,
and she then cum of those other men dripping out of her cunt and into his mouth
while he sucked her cunt lips.

      The first time he noticed but she told him that he turned him on so much
that she was dripping with anticipation. She got a thrill out of doing this to
him. And it seemed the more cum that dripped into his mouth, the hotter he
became which in turn made her suck harder and faster on his cock.

      They'd have long passionate sessions of lovemaking. Not just sexual
sessions as she had with the boys, but real soft/hard love. Mind melting
passionate love. She had the best of both worlds -- mind melting hard nasty
filthy sex with the boys, and passionate loving sex with the man she loved.

      The last chapter blew my mind. It was all a roes her husband didn't have
a second part time job. He had observed her fucking the paper boy. Watching her
having sex with others turned him on so he made up the thing about the job and
he'd had a friend meet her in the park, from there he'd let her take it from
there. All the pictures where for him, (and of course the other guys. The dog
had been an unexpected pleasure, and he watched her every night getting fucked
over and over.

      He'd watch her dress up as a cock hungry slut and walk around the park
picking up strange men.

      Word travels around fast. In the beginning there were perhaps only one or
two guys hanging around the park at night, but by the end of the book, she
could go from man to man -- often fucking 8-10 men in a single night before
returning home to wait for her husband to get home from work, who always seemed
to arrive ten to fifteen minutes later.

      In the book, the last time she knelt over him. He said, "you taste so
good, you taste as if you've fucked 10 guys and are full of cum." She did that
night. When they finished making wonderful passionate love he told her he
bought four movies that he wanted her to watch. He started the first one, and
she sat shocked, she didn't move, she could only sit there while watching the
others.

      She didn't know what to say or how to act. Not only was she caught, but
watching herself climaxing with so many men so many times made and hearing
herself begging for cock, more cock made her hot as hell! Then her husband
handed her all the pictures they'd taken of her doing all those nasty things.

      After many minutes of silence he told her the truth. That is to say it
was his sexual kick to watch his wife fuck other men and have many, many
climaxes. It was then he told her he knew that she loved to other fuck men and
even strangers and she could continue doing whatever she desired. If she wanted
to she could stop and just let it be the two of them.

      However he didn't think she would or could stop. He also said she could
continue going out and fucking strangers, that was all up to her. All he wanted
to do was watch, take pictures and make movies for them so they both could
watch later. Putting his hand between her legs he found her sopping wet, he
knew that watching herself made her hot and horny. She told him that she felt
lucky and was so happy that the man she loved, would let her indulge herself in
so much sexual pleasure, to have a man that she loved and one that would give
her a wonderful life of love and pleasure. A husband that enjoyed watching his
wife have all the nasty sex she craved.

      My legs hurt because I'd squeezed them so much. I got up and I felt how
slippery I was between my legs, I could feel the wetness running down my legs
as I walked back to the convent. I went directly to my room. closed and leaned
back against the door lifting the front of my habit, opening my legs and went
straight for my own "hungry pussy" while closing my eyes. I could see myself in
the park dressed as a cock hungry slut, wanting to fuck the first man I saw. I
stood there with three fingers from my right hand stuck up inside of me while I
rubbed my clit with my left. When I opened my eyes and saw Sister Margaret Mary
(The Sister I shared my adjoining bath with) watching me from the door that I'd
forgot to close on my side for the bathroom. I was in the middle of a hard
strong climax and couldn't stop. I was lost in my lust, I told myself "let her
watch, I'm sure she does this" and I closed my eyes.

      Afterwards, I opened my eyes expecting to see Sister gone, but she was
standing in front of me. She knelt down, and brought her lips to my fingers.
She took my habit that was all bunched up around my wrist and pulled it over
her head and it fell down her back. I opened my legs more as she licked past my
fingers right onto my wet patch of hair between my legs.

      I felt her putting something up inside me, it felt big, soft and oh so
wonderful. Whatever it was went deep inside of me and then she pulled it back
almost all the way, so much so, that I thought it would come out. Not wanting
that to happen I brought my hands up under my habit to my tits, I played with
my nipples while climbing the highest mind melting mountain. I started to
shake, I mean shake harder than I ever had before. I was squatting hard to meet
her thrusts.

      When I came, I was squeezing my nipples so hard my fingers hurt. Sister
somehow knew the right time and she stuffed me as deep as she could with that
thing causing me to lose all control and I peed all over her hand.

      She never stopped sucking my clit. I felt her head as she herself shook
kneeling before me. I knew she was climaxing and climaxing hard. I felt so
pleased, so happy. Looking down I could see my dark black habit moving with her
head moving beneath.

      I wish I could see her face, but then if I could, her mouth would not be
buried in my crotch. Very slowly Sister pulled out whatever it was she had used
inside of me, and I felt empty. Her lips and tongue continued to work in and
around my opening -- or better yet, what the girl in the book had called her
cunt, her pussy, the guys called it her cunt, her fuck-hole.

      I kind of like the word cunt, it's a nasty word, it's a word for what I
have between my legs, because my hole needs to be fucked, fucked by my fingers,
by Sister's fingers, by anything I can get in it.

      Why had I married the church? I knew I'd never experience the joys I'd
read within the pages of that nasty dirty book. Feeling Sister moving out from
beneath my habit I look down to see her holding this long pink thing that looks
like a penis, no, it looks just like a rock hard cock that I saw in the
illustrations of the book. Standing there I look at her, she has her veil off.
Her face is all shiny and slick from my wetness, she brings the rubber cock up
to my face saying "lick it, lick your juices from my lover," as she puts the
tip of it to my lips with my mouth eagerly opening of its own accord.

      Although I'd expected her to put it in my mouth, she doesn't. I lean
forward and with grab the head of it with my lips and then sucked it into my
mouth. I taste myself, I tasted sweet and good. The buzzer sounded for Vespers
and Sister pulled it out of my mouth, she said "Kiss it goodbye for now, I'll
leave him with you, use him for a few days and return him to me."

      I kissed it and she handed it to me. "We'd better get going, we'll be
late" she said. Sister turned and returned to her room. I put the rubber cock
under my pillow and went to the chapel. Sister Margaret Mary looked at me and
winked. Vivid pictures of Judy and Mary doing and all the things I wanted to do
ran through my mind. Now, perhaps I'd be able to experience them and perhaps
even more. I knelt there saying the rosary in cadence with the others but my
mind wondered if all nuns were as I. Had we all been mistaken by taking the vow
of celibacy?

      I understood that because I was married the church I'd promised God that
I wouldn't have abstain from sex. Yet the ache between my legs forced me to
wonder what the feeling of a real man would be like. Would he be better than
the dog I'd enjoyed in my youth, would a man be better than Sister Margaret's
rubber cock?

      So many questions, so much hunger, so much lust swirling around within my
soul. Even though I was well aware of that fact that lust was a sin, I yearned
for sexual bliss. Craving to touch myself right then and there in Chapel during
Vespers I desperately gripped my hands as hard as I could in an effort to
control my wanton desires. Why? Because deep within myself I wanted to rebel
and experience the most vile disgusting things imaginable simply because I now
felt I'd made the wrong decision. So many lies, if only my Bay Sister hadn't
had lied regarding the facts about a woman's monthly menstruation, about men,
about touching one's self for pleasure. I may have left school at eighteen,
gone out into the world, got a job, met a man and who knows. As it is, I'm now
trapped in a marriage I may not want. Oh sure, my needs are met, or rather I
should say all but one -- my sexual needs. But was I the only one? Obviously
not since Sister Margaret had revealed that she also has sexual needs.

      Needing to find the answers many questions I began praying hard. After
Vespers. Having decided to take a bath, and retire for the evening with that
lovely rubber thing Sister loaned me I returned to my room. In the bathroom, I
tried the adjoining door to Sister's room but she had locked it. Looking at
myself in the mirror, I knew I was a beautiful woman. Short lovely red hair and
a smooth face with a supple body waiting to be held and used. But by whom? I
knew I could never go out and have sex with a man as I'd read about. Could I
leave the church? Could I leave the order? What would I do?

      After my bath, I went to bed and used that lovely thing first in my cunt,
then I had to see how it felt crammed in my asshole. So using the Vaseline I
kept for my hands, I used it. Boy did it ever feel good!

      I remembered how the woman in the book had one man in her cunt and one in
her ass, so I pulled out the fat cucumber from my drawer I'd picked up only the
day before from the convent kitchen. Speaking of which, I assume every kitchen
has two bins of cucumbers as we do. The Sisters sure must love eating them! Oh,
we have them in everything, and we never seem to run out. Anyway, talk about
the most wonderful feeling. I rocked on my cot, I didn't realize how loud I was
until Sister Margaret knocked on my door and said "be quite, Mother Superior
will hear you!" I froze, I wondered how many other Sisters heard me?

      When my climax's started to lose their initial impact I realized it was
time to sleep. The next morning I woke and began the morning as every other
with my fingers buried in deep in my snatch, only this day, I added that lovely
fat rubber cock to my morning fun. Being very happy and contented nun I wore
the biggest brightest smile all throughout breakfast. Walking to my classroom,
I could still feel the tingle between my legs and the air upon my open crotch
felt good. I couldn't wait to see Jeremy this day -- wanting to look directly
into his eyes and somehow thank him for his little nasty book that'd taught me
so much in such short a time. When he walked in for 5th period, he looked at me
hanging his head heading directly to his seat.

      Looking at him, I knew I couldn't say a word. I'd have to put on the
facade of being offended -- to pretend that what he'd been reading was the
worse possible literature a young man could read. Before he sat down, I spotted
the outline of a book in his back pocket. Could he have another one of those
nasty books? How would I get it from him? I had a idea. As the class was taking
their seats I stood up, went to the back, right up to Jeremy where was still
standing.

      Speaking softly I said, "hand it over young man." He stood there looking
at me as if he hadn't heard me correctly or was trying to decide what to do so
I repeated my order, "I won't ask again hand it over now," and held out my hand
as he reached into his back pocket to retrieve the book. When he'd put it in my
hand I quickly put it inside my habit and then returned to my desk. Jeremy sat
down very red faced.

      By this time everyone in the classroom was watching. I then said, "if
anyone of you feel as compelled as Jeremy to bring unassigned or unrelated
reading material into my class, it'll thrown away just as these romance novels
I've confiscated from him" have been disposed of. Now open your books. I won't
bore you with further details." The next few days were uneventful. The second
book was just as interesting as the first. It was titled "Pussy on the Prowl."
It was about yet another young wife fucking and sucking men, any man, any
where, any time. She like myself she had a insatiable appetite for sexual
pleasure.

      About four days later, right after my last period I had the urge to rush
back to my room. I left my room, and had just begun to leave the building when
I noticed Bob from my 2nd period, Ann from my 1st period and John from my last
period going into the school auditorium which should have normally been locked.
I decide to follow them but when I attempted to open the door, it was locked. I
went to the office and asked the secretary for the key so I could see what was
available for a school play I was considering.

      She gave me the key and I went to the auditorium only to find it empty.
Unlike the stage I played on for many years this stage had no props, and only
one curtain.

      I walked around uncertain of what I was looking for. All I knew was three
students had walked in here for a reason, and I wanted to know what that reason
was.

      Walking up on stage I continued looking around and upon seeing a spiral
stair case descending from the side of the stage leading down into the basement
rooms beneath the stage I nervously decided to further investigate. I realized
these were the prop and changing rooms. Slowly walking down the dark unlit hall
way I was listening for sounds, any sounds at all.

      Then I heard it, moaning. It was coming from an open door immediately in
front of me. Quietly I walked up and peeked inside. There on the floor knelt
Ann on her hands and knees, her school skirt was up over her hips, Bob was
standing in front of her with his pants down around his ankles and his hard
cock sticking straight out in her mouth, and John was fucking her from behind.

      My cunt began to ache and tingle as if informing me that it wanted to be
there on the floor with John's cock fucking it. Even though the hallway was
very dark and within the room there was but a single lamp lite I could see
clearly and I knew they wouldn't see me standing there in the dark watching
John's shiny cock slide in and out of Ann whom moaned with every stroke. Bob
said, "hurry up John, hurry I've got to fuck this hot little bitch." John
replied "hold on, I'm close." Ann was going nuts, she was thrusting back up
against John shoving his cock into her. Her eyes were closed as she moaned
continuously.

      John grabbed her hips and held onto her as he shoved every inch of his
cock deep into her. Bob, pulled his cock from her mouth and went behind Ann.
John got up and went in front of her. Bob aimed his big dick at her and put it
in. Ann said come here, let me lick it. John moved close to her, and Ann
attacked his now limp cock with much gusto. Licking and sucking making lovely
sounds of sucking. I watched as his cock started to get stiff again. Bob was
pounding her from behind. He said, "that's it cunt, suck his cock, get him hard
again. You feel so hot bitch, your pussy is so warm." John said, "fuck her,
fuck her hard, give it to her." Bob held onto her hips and shoved himself deep
into her saying, "ready John, ready for some more hot pussy?" He pulled out and
Ann said, "lay down, I want to ride it."

      John laid on his back and Ann straddled his hips grabbing his now stiff
cock squatting down onto it. Moving her legs, she got in a position where she
could easily move up and down and began move fast, real fast.

      When Bob walked up to her she attacked his limp soft wet dripping cock.
How she managed to keep it in her mouth as she pounced up and down I'll never
know. I'd finally seen with my own eyes what sex was like between a man and a
woman -- what it was to fuck and to suck. My cunt was literally on fire! I
wanted to be Ann, I wanted to have John's cock buried in me, Bob's cock in my
mouth.

      Lifting the front of my habit just enough to get both my hands and
fingers working on my own cunt as I watched, I managed to time my climaxes with
Ann's. I was her, in my mind it was me they were fucking.

      This continued on for some time and I had no idea how many times either
Ann or myself climaxed, but when I saw the boys pull up their pants, and Ann
stand up to straighten herself out I began to inch away. I heard her say to
them "same time tomorrow?" they both said yes.


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 5

      Realizing I couldn't possibly get away before they saw me and since it
was dark in the hallway, and my habit was black the easiest thing to do would
be to stand inside a doorway a little further down the hall, away from the
stairs. I moved quickly and since my habit has a large white collar and a white
front head cover I turned my back to them. I could hear them talking with Ann
as they walked down the dark hallway and finally up the stairs. God, that was
close!. My heart pounded, my breath was heavy and fast. I knew Ann was
seventeen and that John was eighteen, but I wasn't sure how old Bob was. They
were so young and yet all three had the experience that I could only dream
about.

      After reading about that lucky wife in that dirty book, and the sessions
with Sister Margaret and her lovely rubber lover, then witnessing these three
seniors in real life seemed to make my cunt throb so badly it actually ached,
it felt as if it were on fire. I could even feel my own asshole throb. I wanted
something in it. Standing there with my back to the hall, I had raised the
front of my habit even before they reached the stairs, and had two fingers
working in myself by the time I heard the first foot hit up the stairs. When I
I was certain they had left I turned around and went in the room they had just
left, turned on the overhead light and looked around. There were four chairs
sitting at a built in vanity beneath a large mirror. With the exception of
three empty coke bottles there wasn't a thing on it but when my eyes caught
them my heart pounded. Perfect, they were perfect. I went over and snatched up
two.

      Not wanting to remove off my habit, I pulled it up around and then using
my waist rope tied the hem up around my waist. Looking in the mirror I looked
hot and horny. From the waist up, I was 100% nun, from the waist down I could
see my bare legs, my naked groin with it's red pubic hair. Wanting to feel
myself loose 100% control beneath a very hard long drawn out orgasm. Wanting it
to last a very long time with both of my holes enjoying the pleasure.

      Wishing I could be with two men at the same time. Wanting them to fuck me
over and over just as I'd read about as I'd just seen the boys do to Ann.
Standing next to the vanity, I put my right foot on a chair and rested my left
cheek against the vanity and slide the first long neck bottle into my wet
waiting cunt -- God, do I ever get turned on talking like this! I pulled it
slowly into myself, and the way it went from small to big, gave me so much
pleasure. Then sliding it back out, and feeling my wide open pussy contract as
the smaller end slide almost all the way out.

      I had to taste myself! I pulled the bottle out and brought it to my
mouth, Oh, did I ever taste good, but as I licked it and cleaned the bottle
with my lips and mouth. My cunt ached, I mean it hurt with lust. I had to feel
something in my ass. I brought it back down, turning around, I leaned forward
over the vanity and slowly inserted the small end into my ass. Having been
doing this to myself for so many years, I knew I had to begin slowly. But once
in, and relaxed, nothing, I mean nothing ever felt quite as good. Well, maybe
when fucked both my cunt and asshole at the same time. Having never used a long
neck bottle like these, I wasn't sure how safe they'd be. But once inside, I
knew I made the right choice.

      I felt myself relaxing and boy did it ever feel wonderful. Holding the
end with one hand, I grabbed the other bottle, shifted my weight, reached
underneath myself to my cunt hole. Oh, fuck the feeling of it going in, the
feeling of being stretched far beyond what I'd previously experienced. The
candles, cucumbers, bananas, and everything else I'd used in the past had never
ever opened me like these bottles were -- it was on the verge of pain yet one
of complete utter pleasure.

      Sweating heavily and moaning beyond I could feel myself climbing to a the
peaks of what surely would be the most incredible orgasm to date. The higher I
climbed to that wonderful end just within sight, the further I'd pull out the
bottles before slamming them back inside. At first I started rotating them,
first one them the other.

      But Now, I wanted them to go in both at the same time. Oh God, what a
feeling! Both going in and both coming out together. I could feel myself my
body moving to meet my hands and bottles. Just like that hot and horny young
wife in the book when she had the hard fat cocks of two men stuffed into both
of her hot horny holes. I was her and these bottles were their hard fat cocks.

      When my orgasm hit it was a flood gate of emotional release. I was the
wife in the book, I was Ann here with the boys, I was in my room with Sister
Margaret fucking me with two fat rubber dicks. I was everything all at once.
Yet I wasn't, I was standing in an empty room, dressed in my Habit, all alone,
no one to hold me, to tell me how nice I felt, how good I was at sex. No one
but God watching me, seeing me degrade myself, betraying my both my Order and
my vows. I knew the difference between masturbation and this lustful, gut
drenching sexual hunger I had. Masturbation is something to help with the
strain and stress and with the natural sexual desires we all have once and a
while. What I have isn't normal. My desires weren't normal and for that I felt
shame. After my orgasm, I wanted to hide, to hang my head in shame. I vowed to
never have sex. Yet, I longed to feel it first hand. I longed for the moment
when I'd experience sex with a man.

      Hear that? I guess I felt it was going to happen. Not that it was a
fantasy, not that it was something that would ever possibly happen. No, I am
talking as though I knew it was going to happen. On top of all that I was
thinking like that horny young wife had, one man will never be enough.

      Looking at myself in the mirror made me sick. I sew this beautiful nun
with her Habit tied around her waist holding two coke bottles deep inside of
her. I saw a very sick Nun, I saw a nun that needed to ask for forgiveness and
who needed to never touch herself again. Do you know what else I saw? I saw a
nun that I knew will never stop, that would go through life disillusioned with
herself. A nun that needed to return to the convent before Mother Superior
sends some one to look for her.

      Slowly I pulled the two bottles out, one was coated with a creamy fluid.
The other one is covered in the brown stuff, even inside of the bottle has
residue of the nasty act I'd just finished.

      Setting them upon the vanity, I untied my Habit letting the hem drop. I
knew I couldn't leave the one bottle there coated with my shit, so I took it to
the sink, clean it first then the other one.

      Feeling sick to my stomach because of the person I knew I was, I walk up
the stairs and out of the auditorium, locking the door, and went back to the
office where to my surprise at what I'd thought had been well over a hour had
only been thirty-five minutes. The secretary was still there and I went to give
her the key, "finished already?" she asked.

      I replied, "for today, maybe I'll look around some more tomorrow." Then
she said, "Oh I'm sorry Sister, I was supposed to give you that key back when I
issued you your classroom keys. All the Sisters have a key so they can take
their classes in whenever they want, just let me know when you intend to use
it, I'll reserve it for you. Just put it on your key ring."

      Upon thanking her, I walked to the convent. While walking I couldn't help
but think of what tomorrow might bring. Thinking of following the kids back
down there again, to watch, to masturbate as I watched. I caught myself losing
myself once more to my sinful desires and went straight to Chapel.

      I knelt and prayed, I prayed right through supper and was still praying
when Vespers began. I knew the desires I possessed were wrong for the life I
had chosen and that I'd have a continuing battle within myself for a long, long
time. How many other nuns felt this way? Who could I talk to? Better yet, what
would I say? Would I tell them everything? Or just my sick desires? Now you
know what I was praying about, for wisdom to deal with the problem that I had
between my legs, the yearning, the wanting, the constant lust for the pleasures
of the flesh. When the Sisters arrived I was in tears. I didn't know what to
do, or whom to talk too.

      After Vespers, I went straight to my room vowing I wouldn't touch myself
that night, or ever again if I could only find the inner strength to fight it
off. Laying on the bed I heard a soft tapping on my bath door and knew it was
Sister Margaret, I heard her ask me to open the door. I could hear her almost
begging to come in. I laid on my back with tears in my eyes.

      I wanted her to come in. I wanted to put my mouth on her pussy, I wanted
to taste her, to use that rubber cock on her and then have her use it on me.
But... I couldn't get up, I was frozen to my bed, I couldn't move. I didn't
want God to see me behaving once again in such a depraved manner ever again. I
finally fell to sleep. Upon waking up I felt the usual strong desire to
masturbate as I had been doing for so long. But instead of giving in to my
desires I got out of bed, knelt down and prayed. I prayed that God would take
the sinful desire from me.

      I got dressed and for the very first time that I could remember I pulled
out a pair of panties. Yes, I actually put a pair on. From the moment they
touched my groin, I felt uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable.

      Yet I wanted something to cover myself. I went to breakfast and sitting
there I feeling confined I told myself I would get through the day with them
on. I told myself that they were just little more than the skinny strap that
held the pads I had to wear once every month for a few days.

      Somehow I managed to get my mind on teaching, that is until Ann walked
into my class during 1st period. She always sat in one of the front desks.
Today was no different. What was different was how I kept looking at her legs,
I noticed that when she sat down, that her skirt rode up her thighs, and when
she sat for a while, she would move her legs in various positions. Every time
she moved I would my eyes with her legs.

      The first time she put her right ankle on her left knee, I could see her
bushy black pubic hair because she hadn't worn any panties. She didn't remain
in that position for long, just long enough for me to see her nakedness. I
fought myself all during class not to look and stare at her crotch. I was glad
to hear the buzzer.

      When she left I was relieved. I was angry with myself for even looking at
her. Although she was be a senior and eighteen, she was my student and I was a
nun. Those desires were wrong and that was that. Then Bob walks in for second
period. I was glad of the fact that he always sat in back. I didn't want to be
staring at his crotch throughout class. The trouble I did have was every time I
saw his face I saw his long fat swollen cock sliding in and out of Ann or her
greedily attempting to swallow what she little she could get of it in her
mouth.

      Once 2nd period was over I was able to concentrate on what I was there to
do -- teach. After the 3rd period buzzer sounded when the class got up to leave
for lunch when I saw a magazine drop from among a group of kids walking out
from just inside the doorway. I went over to pick it up, I looked down at it
and froze. It was called "Screw." It's cover had a picture of a naked girl on
with her legs spread wide open, and her fingers buried deep between her legs. I
looked around to see if anyone of the kids would return to pick it up. They all
kept walking. I closed my door, and picked it up and took my "Do Not Disturb,
In meditation" sign and put up. Then walking to my desk, I sat down and
discovered a new sexual adventure. I saw the most sexually stimulating nasty
pictures. I saw pictures of men and women in all sorts of positions fucking
themselves silly. This was so much more of a turn on than those illustrations
had been.

      These were people who had posed, who'd had another person photograph
them. I found a letter section, one of the stories was of a girl talking about
how she was so horny that she'd taken two kotex pads, rolled them length wise,
then had rolled three Condoms over them and had thus make herself a homemade
dildo. I sat there engrossed in every word. They were so descriptive. I sat
there for a good ten minutes before I stood up and took those fucking panties
off. I noticed how wet the crotch had become. My clit was pounding, my hole was
throbbing, I found myself looking at the pictures hard. It was me in the
pictures, it was me those men were fucking. It was me with my lips wrapped
around their rock hard cocks.

      Having to masturbate, I decided to make myself one of those things. I
kept one pad in my bottom drawer for an emergency and I knew the other Sisters
kept a spare. I also knew that with all the kids around I couldn't do it here
at my desk and that I'd be noisy (I realized I was getting wilder each time). I
had to find two things, no, three things. First, another pad, Second, some
condoms and last, a somewhere where I could have some privacy. Running out of
time I took the magazine and put it under my Habit, got up and left the
classroom. Walking out the door, I went next door to Sister Julian. She gave me
her emergency pad. Now, where could I find some condoms? The church frowns upon
birth control in a big way, however our school counselor thought more about
girl pregnancy. She had a bowl full for anyone to take without anyone knowing.
I found no one. Two down and little time wasted. Now for a safe place.

      I had no idea where I was going, all I knew was that I wanted to be
alone. I couldn't go to the auditorium without being seen and couldn't go to my
room at the convent, at least not during the day and besides, I only had 30-35
minutes left before 4th period began. Walking the halls I thought of the
Teacher/Nun's lounge and realized that wouldn't work, walking by the girl's
room which I thought may be free, I walked seeing one of the girls brushing her
hair and walked out thinking that here on the first floor all of the girl's
rooms would be busy, but what about the third floor? Going up the stairs, I saw
no one, I walked up and down the hallways, no one was around. I went to the
girl's room and it was also empty. I entered the last stall sat down taking out
the items I'd collected. I took out the magazine and did what the girl said she
did in making her "homemade cock," as she'd put it.

      It looked lovely, firm, fat, and the perfect length. I stood up, tied the
hem of my habit up around my waist and put my foot on the stool, leaned back
against the wall, and started in. Oh my, it felt like nothing else I'd ever
felt. Nothing up to this point ever felt so smooth, so soft, so firm, so
filling. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the wonderful feeling. And I do mean
wonderful, having never felt what a real cock felt like, I knew this was as
close as I'd ever come to feeling what a real one would feel like.

      I wondered what it'd feel like to have another one of these in my
asshole. I was sorry I couldn't make two for these for my lunch session. The
feeling sent my mind to whirling. I rubbed my clit with one hand as I slowly
slid this lovely tool in and out.

      After I'd climaxed more than three times I knew I'd been in there way to
long. I climaxed one final time before removing my lovely new toy and brought
it up to my mouth tasting myself. When I took my foot off the stool I froze
after noticing an eye looking through a hole in the wall about the size of a
half dollar. When the person realized I'd seen them they moved away. Seeing
light coming through from the other side I pulled my rope and let my hem drop.
My face felt hot, I looked through the hole only to see what appeared to be a
vacant storage room. I had to leave so I hid everything in my habit and began
down the stairs. I saw no one, I heard no one, yet I knew, someone had seen me.
I could only hope that whoever it had been wouldn't say anything. I didn't want
to know who'd seen me, and didn't ever want to put myself in that type of
situation again. How stupid I'd been to had done this here during school hours.

      Telling myself that I should have waited, that I should have knelt and
prayed, that I should have done a lot of things, and yet what had I done? I'd
gotten hot and horny, and put everything I'd ever worked for in risk. Had it
been one of the boys here at school? Had it been a girl? Or had it been any one
of the five different members of the cleaning staff? When I arrived at my
classroom I sat down almost in tears. Although the kids coming in quickly
snapped me back to reality it wasn't until 6th period had begun that my mind
set began to change. When I saw Bob walk into the classroom, his pants seemed
to fit very tight in the front. He always sat in the front row, and today was
no different. What seemed different to me was, his crotch. I really thought I
could see the outline of his dick through his pants. Like the other class's I'd
given them a reading assignment for the first half of the class so we could
discuss it the during the remainder of class.

      I don't know if John was aware of it or not, but as he read he kept
slowly rubbing himself through his pants. I watched his every move. He'd get to
the top or end of his dick and play with it for a moment before slowly running
his fingers down the shaft, then back up again. Was it him? Had he follow me up
the stairs, gone into the store room to watch me. Was he giving me a show? He'd
been held over from the previous year and I knew for a fact he was eighteen. I
was twenty-two. Could I even possibly think of him sexually? No, it was out of
the question. I sat there watching his fingers and remembering how his dick had
looked yesterday fucking Ann. He did have a nice long smooth skinned cock. When
my desk timer went off, I almost jumped out of my chair. Everyone closed their
books and we started talking. I have to tell you, all I could think of was John
watching me through that hole, watching me and stroking his hard cock.

      The way he looked at me, the way he kept touching himself I knew it had
to be him. To anyone else it would have looked as though he just sat there with
his hand in his lap. But from my vantage point, I could see his rock hard stiff
cock. I could see Ann with both hands wrapped around it as she had it in her
mouth. When I heard the buzzer I felt sorry. Class was over, John stood up and
walked out. I knew where he was going and waited 15 minutes. At that time of
day, the school emptied fast. I went to the auditorium, unlocked the door, and
went down stairs. Standing in the dark hallway, I could again look into the
room without worrying about being seen. There they were, going at it. Ann was
on her back, Bob was eating her, and John had his cock stuffed in her mouth.

      Ann pulled her mouth away and said "come on Bob, fuck me, fuck me
please." Bob looked up replying, "not yet, you're not hot enough." Ann
responded, "come on Bob, fuck me, use your fingers, use something, I need it
bad!" She had her blouse on with her school skirt up hiked up around her waist.
Bob said, "John, hold her ankles up, I'm going to use one of these bottles on
her." Bob started lifting Ann's legs, then John took her ankles spreading her
legs wide open while pulling her back.

      "Oh my" Bob said, look at that cunt spread open, its so wet and big that
I want this tight little asshole." With that he moved his face to her ass, and
jabbed his tongue right inside her asshole. Ann moaned a deep lustful moan. Bob
got up and grabbed one of the bottles I'd used yesterday and back to Ann. He
started licking her open pussy, and then her asshole. He began at the top of
her cunt and slowly worked his way down to her asshole before slowly working
his way back up. Ann had stopped sucking John and was screaming, "God dammit,
Bob fuck me, fuck my cunt, fuck my ass, just fuck me please." John said yeah
Bob, fuck this hot bitch, use that bottle to fuck her cunt and then fuck her
ass at the same time.

      I continued watching as Bob slid the bottle into Ann. When it was sliding
in and out freely, Bob told Ann to hold it in her while he got ready. She moved
her ass around and started fucking herself with the bottle. I could hear her
moan deeply and could tell she loved it. Bob used his now free hands to undo
his pants and used some spit to lubricate his cock head before shifting himself
to aim his cock into her asshole.

      John said, "remember Bob, easy, real easy." Unable to stand it any
longer, I knelt down right there in the hallway easily sliding my homemade tool
inside my hot slippery hole to coat my toy real good before pulling it out and
slowly pushing it inside my own asshole while never taking my eyes off Bob,
John and Ann.

      Bob had now worked his cock into Ann, and when he was deep enough Ann
moved her hand away, the top of Bob's groin was pushing the bottle in and out
as he moved in and out of her ass.

      By the time I'd worked my fuck tool deep inside of myself I was sort of
sitting on the floor, rubbing my clit and fingering myself at the same time
while I continued watching the lewd obscene threesome directly in front of me.

      I was Ann, it was me Bob was fucking. Ann screamed loudly, "Oh God, I'm
coming, I'm coming. Harder, fuck me harder!" That was all I needed to begin
shaking with a very hard climax of my own. This went on for a while longer
before John and Bob changed places. Ann was going nuts after enjoying so many
climax's and my knees started to hurt from my position that I'd gotten myself
into.

      This time I'd leave first, so after I came I realized it was now time to
go. That night I went to bed with only one thing  on my mind, I was going to
use Sister Margaret's rubber cock and my new homemade toy.

      I was going to use them just like I'd used the bottles the previous day.
I know, I know, I said I wouldn't do it again, but I had too. I could never get
to sleep wondering what these two lovely fuck tools would feel like.


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 6

      I'd decided to make this a long and drawn out affair. I can only assume
Sister Margaret was still upset with me for not having let her into my room
last night because she seemed a little put out when I asked if she'd need the
bathroom anytime soon because I wanted to soak in the tub for a while. I didn't
lock her door keeping her out of the bathroom. To be honest, I don't know what
I was thinking, or even If I was.

      After filling the tub, I got in, laid back, closed my eyes relaxing while
my mind replayed the events I'd witnessed. I knew I'd touching myself in only a
minute or two before so I decided to get my two new lovely toys I'd only
recently discovered.

      I found looking down at the water pouring into the tub quite relaxing.
Enjoying the stream of warm water over my toes I wondered what it'd feel like
to have the water running over my pussy. Just thinking of it made me decide it
a try. I decided I had to much water in the tub to lay back so I had to pull
the plug.

      That was easy, next came the difficult part. Some how I had to scoot
myself down to the end, and some how raise my legs in the air while spreading
them open at the same time.

      Although it took some effort I finally had my slit under the facet with
the sensations of the warm water telling me that I wouldn't be taking another
shower anytime soon. Gawd, I could feel myself building towards orgasm faster
and harder than ever before -- to that mountain top, to that place of sheer
bliss, to that certain place where time failed to exist. With my heals braced
against the wall, I found out I could move my ass around giving the water
better access to the more sensitive spots I desired. Moving my ass around made
me feel like Ann when she had done the boys.

      Picturing myself with Bob or John I closed my eyes. I could see Bob's fat
hard cock sliding in and out of me. With my cunt throbbing with pleasure I
brought my kotex toy to my butthole wanting to feel it inside me I pushed and
pushed, but my butthole wouldn't let it in. I needed something some sort of
lubricant, the water by itself just wasn't enough.

      Final giving up, I brought it to my now open water filled gaping hole.
(well maybe not gaping, but it felt like that) I slid it in and began fucking
myself as the warm water hit my clit. I heard myself moaning very loudly, as I
thrashed against the tub and wall. Oh the bliss, I wanted to try the rubber
dick while laying back without using my hands.

      Switching my toys around I let the base of the rubber one rest against
the tub wall permitting me the freedom to simply relax while grinding my hips
to climax as much as I wanted. I was enjoying my either my tenth or eleventh
climax when I finally opened my eyes to adjust myself to see Sister Mary
Margaret standing in the doorway, she was still in her habit, standing there
watching.

      Smiling I continued. I wanted her to watch, I wanted her to do more than
watch, however, at this moment, I was content to have her watch.

      Moaning a little louder and trying to talk like Ann had when she'd done
when the boys I started in nice and nasty, "give it to me, fuck me, fuck that
hot pussy, more, more." I kept on and on, "oh I love your cock, it's so big, so
hard."

      Waiting for some sort of response from Sister I opened my eyes to find
her kneeling along side the tub and reaching over to stroke my hair. She said,
"poor baby, poor baby, so hot, so hot, did you like it?" Looking into her eyes
I responded, "yes, I love it, I love it!" She leaned over the tub and slipped
her tongue into my mouth. It was a soft gentle kiss, it was hot, wet. And then
I felt my cunt starting to once again spasm. Her kiss seemed to take me over
the edge.

      Lately I've noticed one thing although I can have many wonderful climax's
it seems that after the seventh or eight one it seems to take a little longer
each time to reach that wonderful peak. When Sister had kissed me it'd help
take me over that crest. I wanted her to never stop kissing me. Her lips were
so soft, so hot. I could feel her own heat right through her mouth.

      She was breathing very hard through her nose. I could feel the heated air
from her nostrils. I'd thought her head piece was going to fall off and closed
closed my eyes lingering in the wonderful sinful pleasure.

      My mind was swimming as I felt the cock sliding in and out while I ground
my cunt up against the tub wall with the water hitting my sensitive swollen
clit.

      As I began recovering from my climax, I felt Sister's hand upon my tummy,
slowly creeping towards my clit. Having to do something for her, I realized
from my current position and with Sister kneeling by the tub, it would be
difficult at best, but I still wanted to touch her. I wanted to take her over
the edge. I wanted her to feel what I'd felt. Shifting and reaching I was able
to finally work my hand under her habit.

      Her legs automatically opened to give me access. I found her crotch
covered with soaking wet panties. Moving the edge to one side I found her wet
hole and sought out her clit. Her clit was so big and stiff it seemed as if it
were half the size of my pinkie. Using my thumb and finger I began stroking it.
If it'd been a tit on an utter, it would had been called milking. Sister moaned
while she continued probing my mouth with her tongue. I knew I'd struck a cord
and knew she loved it. I began stroking her faster, almost pinching it as I
stroked it hard.

      Sister broke her kiss, and shifted her body making it easier for me. I
heard her tell me, "oh yes, oh gawd yes, faster, faster, squeeze it harder, oh
shit, I'm coming Sister, I'm coming!" Hearing her lewd rantings along with the
sensations of rubber cock I was fucking along with the water forced me to
climax myself. I can't explain it, all I know is I get such a wonderful feeling
knowing I'm the one responsible for another person obtaining that glorious
feeling.

      Getting out of the tub we went into my room where I helped Sister out of
her habit and ended up licking one other while using our wonderful toys upon
each other at the same time. Even though Sister Mary Margaret is close to
fifty, her body was nice, trim, and responsive. She loved where ever I touched.
After a long while Sister got up, took her habit and returned to her own room.

      Falling asleep, I reflected upon all my days of sexual discovery up to
this point of my life and realized that this day had been the very best. I was
so relaxed, so content, so pleased with myself until I realized who I was and
where I was. I was married to Christ, and I was in a totally female
environment.

      I knew I wanted to feel a real man's cock, I knew I wanted to do more
than just feel it, I wanted a man a real man's cock fucking my hot little cunt
and asshole. Yet I knew I'd never be able to feel it. At a very early age I'd
became locked into this life. Don't' get me wrong, I love being a nun. I love
teaching, I love prayer times, the mass's in the morning and prayer time at
night. Yet, the undeniable urges between my legs, the need for that lovely,
wonderful feeling of an orgasm was all I could think of. I was trapped, trapped
like Sister Mary Margaret. I guess I'd have to resign myself only to enjoying
the pleasures of sex with my Sisters and myself using make believe dicks.

      After morning Mass, I headed to my classroom. After unlocking and opening
the door I noticed a bulky white envelope. Standing there I opened it up and
felt myself turn beet red feeling the blood rush to my face. I froze, looking
around and saw no one. I closed the door and went to my desk, sitting down I
felt sick to my stomach holding twenty to twenty-five obscene pictures in my
hands.

      The first one was of me as taken from over head. I had my foot on the
toilet in the girls room and I was inserting the homemade kotex cock into
myself. There were also pictures of myself making the dildo. I felt as if I
were going to die when I found the picture of the dressing room under the stage
with me watching Ann with the two boys. My mind was racing, I asked God to
"please, please, let there be no pictures of what I did."

      I hoped and hoped as I flipped the pictures that who ever took these had
either not seen me or had taken a picture of me using the two bottles. Then I
saw them. I wanted to throw up. Someone had not only seen me doing the most
disgusting things, but had also taken pictures of me doing them. I felt the
tears swell up in my eyes.

      Who? Who and how had done this? Taped to the back of the last photo was a
typed note that read, "After school today, come down to the dressing room, you
can watch Ann and the boys. After they leave, go the last stall in the girls
room at the end of the hall, sit down and shut the door. Wait, I'll contact you
there. I folded the note and put it along with the sick photos inside my habit.
Dazed I sat there for the longest time before I heard the door open and the
students began arriving. Several noticed my eyes and my look. Many came up to
ask me if I was all right. I told them I wasn't feeling well, and my sinus were
acting up, making my eyes water.

      I noticed Ann smiling as she walked up to my desk and said "are you
alright Sister? You look as if you're about to cry." I told her the same thing.
As she walked away I wondered if she knew someone who had taken the pictures of
her with John and Bob.

      She sat where she normally sat. I wondered, was she part of it? Was she
in on this sick thing. The note said to meet in the girls room, it had to be a
girl who had done this, had it been Ann? I wanted to see how the person had
taken the pictures of me in the third floor girls room. During lunch I examined
the ceiling and saw a small camera pointing down from the heating vent.

      I decided to go check out the dressing room to see if I could find the
cameras there. From the pictures there had to be two -- one in the ceiling and
one from the wall. I found one in the ceiling heating vent and the one in the
side wall had to be behind the long vanity mirror.

      I didn't know what to do. I was over being sick and mad at myself. I was
beginning to feel angry with whomever had taken these pictures. I felt myself
really getting mad. I wanted to meet this girl, I wanted to hit her, slap her,
hurt her. The last period didn't get there fast enough. I wanted to see this
girl. Every time I thought about it I felt my blood boil.

      I waited until the hallway emptied before heading towards the auditorium.
As I walked to the stairs going down to the dressing room I became afraid -- no
longer angry, my knees felt weak. At the bottom of the stairs I could clearly
hear Ann and the boys, it seemed as if they were even louder than they'd
previously had been. The hallway was dark as I slowly passed the open door. I'd
decided to go straight to the girls room and not watch the little slut fucking
her two boys.

      As I moved past the doorway in the shadows I saw Ann with four other
young men. I only knew one, he was one of the school's custodians. He was a
young Black man with a fat, long, monster sized cock. Ann was on her knees
holding his cock with both hands as she was sucked it. From where I was I could
easily see she was having a time sucking it due to it's size.

      There was also a man standing next to him stroking his own cock and
another man was behind Ann with both of his hands between her legs. One hand
was worked on and in her asshole while the other worked in and around her
pussy. One last guy was kneeling on the other side of her and was working on
her breasts. Although Ann's eyes were closed I could tell she was beyond bliss.
They men were talking -- one guy said "Look at her, the little slut's pussy is
sopping wet." The guy fingering her said, "her asshole is wide open. I bet she
could take your cock all the way to your balls!"

      Pete said, "would you like that bitch? Do you want my cock in your
asshole?" Ann moved her head up and down saying yes. I wanted to move past the
door, yet I wanted to see if she was actually going to let him fuck her
asshole.

      Ann's body began shaking from the fingering she was getting from the guy
behind. No longer angry and sick I had only one thing on my mind.

      Frozen to the wall I wanted to see all four guys fucking Ann. I wanted to
watch Ann climax and climax and climax. My own groin began feeling very, very
warm. It began as a mild throbbing and then developed into pounding sensation
and I could feel my juices running down my legs.

      I watched as the guy fingering Ann stopped, undid his pants, pointed his
hard cock at her and I saw it disappear. I think it went into her pussy, but I
would not bet on it. After he came he got up and the guy that was stroking him
self got behind her. He fucked her. He went for the longest time. Ann enjoyed
it so much she couldn't suck the long fat cock in her mouth.

      Ann hung her head as she pulled away saying, "fuck it, come on, fuck it,
give it to me, oh I love it, I love it so much." The guy she was sucking began
stroking himself. I'd never seen anything that big, but then again up to that
day I'd only seen the pictures in the books and John and Bob. Pictures, shit
pictures.

      I looked up seeing the glint of a camera lense. I could only assume the
one in the wall was still there and that whoever had put them there was also
watching this beautiful young cock crazed girl being consumed with lust. When
the second guy had got his nut, she laid on her back giving guy working her
tits his turn. From my vantage point I didn't know who was fucking who, they
both were slamming against each other like animals.

      The first guy knelt beside her head giving her the opportunity to take
his half limp cock into her mouth that still glisten with the combined juices
of their fucking. God how I wanted to wrap my mouth around it, cleaning his
cock with my tongue, tasting their juices mixed together. I continued watching
as the third guy slammed into her emptying his ball deep inside her womb.

      It was now Peter's turn. He knelt down, between her legs as Ann reached
to guide his huge cock to her open waiting hole.

      I heard her moan the deepest most lustful moan I'd ever heard as his dong
began disappearing into cunt. When it was almost all the way in, I saw Ann put
up her arms in an effort to stop him from going any deeper. She said, "that's
it, it's too long, it hurts." And then Peter began pumping that huge fat cock
of his in and out.

      Ann's head went from side to side. The expression on her face was one of
complete bliss. Peter had started out slowly but began to pick up speed as
fucked. Now lost within my own lust, my fingers were buried in my snatch. I saw
his cock glistening from the cum seeping out of her stretched out hole. Ann was
going crazy with pleasure.

      After she'd climaxed very hard they finished. Peter asked her if she
still wanted her ass fucked so Peter pulled out of her, lifted her legs over
his shoulders and aimed his hard cock at her asshole. I clearly saw the cum
oozing out over asshole to giving Peter all the lubrication he could possibly
want or need.

      Ann said, "slowly honey, put it in slowly." As I watched I reached behind
myself and slide my own cum covered finger into my asshole. It took Peter the
longest work his cock head into her. But once in, I watched as he very slowly
slid it deeper. Every once in a while he'd pull back and then start going even
deeper.

      With every movement of his cock in her ass Ann would moan. And I don't
mean just a moan either. It was a deep wanting sexual lusting moan, and she
kept repeating over and over between moans "more, more, more, give me more."
She was lost in pleasure.

      I watched Peter slamming every inch in and out of her. Burying it hard
and deep. When he climaxed they both convulsed and shook and then the other
three each took turns fucking Ann's ass. When the last one had came, she told
Peter to lay down on his back as she straddled his cock while one of the other
boys got behind her. She said "Please, please, put it in, give it to me, I want
both your cocks." He got behind her and inserted his cock into her open asshole
while one of the other guys knelt in front of her she took his cock in her
mouth.

      I have no idea how many times I must have climaxed while I watched. I
just stood there masturbating both holes right up to the time began getting
dressed. I started to move towards the stairs when I remembered what I was
there for. I was there because I was told to be there and I had to go to the
girls room.

      I pulled out my fingers and dropped the hem of my habit, moving quietly
and slowly to the girls room. Going inside I found the lights already on and
looked all around the empty cubicles. I looked at the heat vents and didn't see
any cameras above, but I saw a small tape player on the counter with a note. It
read, "push play and follow the instructions to the letter." Trembling I pushed
the play button.

      I heard "welcome Sister Mary Jean. We hope you enjoyed watching Ann
again. If you do everything you're told, you'll get the negatives of you and
our promise not to show the pictures to anyone. On the other hand, if you fail
to do as instructed we'll flood the school with those pictures. Now, go to the
last stall, close the door and do as the note on the back of the stall door
says," and then the tape ended. With tears in my eyes I walked into the last
cubical, shut the door and began reading the note taped to the back of the
stall door.

      It said, "tie your habit up around your waist the same way you'd did when
you used the two bottles to fuck yourself silly and then take the things out of
the bag at your feet. Find one or two things you want to fuck yourself with,
sit down on the edge of the toilet, and fuck both of your holes. After your
climax you'll tell your hand lovers how much you love both of them.

      In time you'll see a real cock. You'll suck it first, and then when you
hear a tap on the wall you'll stand up putting your backside against the wall
and then continue remain in that position until I come into the bathroom and
fuck you. If you fail to do just one single thing the way I want, tomorrow the
pictures will be all around school.

      If you hesitate in the slightest or I get the suspension that you're not
enjoying this, the pictures will show up, you don't have a choice in this
matter. You know I know how hot you get. I bet you masturbated as you watched
Ann getting fucked before you came in here.

      You're addicted to the feeling of an orgasm, I'll make you cum more than
you could ever imagine. Whatever happens, don't move from the wall until I come
inside the cubical stall and pull you away. No matter what!"

      Looking into the bag, I saw a fat cucumber, a fat sausage, a white
plastic thing that looked like a straight dick with a switch on the bottom. I
turned it on and it vibrated in my hand. There was also a fat black rubber cock
and last but not least was a kotex dildo just like the one I'd. I knew what I
had to do.

      Trembling I looked at a funny looking hole in the wall that appeared to
have been patched. I didn't see anything out of the ordinary so I tied the hem
up with my waist rope and reached for the kotex dildo and the white plastic
thing. Once more I Looked around and not couldn't see anything, I wondered how
they/she or he would know?

      Then I saw a small portion wall to the right of me move and then a eye --
I was being watched. I knew I couldn't hesitate so I sat on the edge of the
toilet and laid the kotex dildo on the floor. I put the white plastic thing
against myself and turned it on. Even though I was being told what to do while
somebody watched I was beginning to get turned on by all this and it wasn't
long before my clit started to tingle with that old familiar feeling I loved so
much. I wasn't comfortable sitting there, so I stood up and turned my back to
the hole. I came very hard with that plastic thing and I now wanted to feel it
inside of me.

      Boy what a mistake that was! It felt OK, but nothing like my kotex cock
or when it was on my clit. I reached down and grabbed the kotex cock.

      Bending over I slipped the kotex dildo in from the rear while I held the
vibrator on my clit as once again the reason for my being there completely
slipped my mind. The only thing I knew was that I didn't want to stop. After
I'd came twice, I wanted to try that big black fat cock. I wanted to feel both
of my holes stuffed full so I put down the vibrator and picked up the lovely
black cock.

      Remembering they wanted me to sit down and fuck myself I sat back down on
the edge of the toilet with the kotex cock in my ass, and with the black cock
in my cunt. I also remembered I was to tell my fuck tools how much I liked
them. No problem, I loved them both! I opened my legs wide so they could
clearly see the fuck toys stuffed in both of my hot little holes. God, I was I
hot! My only hope was that the person or persons watching my little
demonstration were enjoying it as much as I was. I felt disappointed when the
eye in the hole moved away, but my spirits recovered when it quickly returned.

      I started in with, "oh God, oh God, I love it, I love this cock, fuck me
baby, fuck that cunt, fuck that asshole, I love it, do you hear me? I love it,
I can't get enough, oh fuck, oh fuck I'm going to cum, oh Jesus, fuck I'm
cumming." I moaning as I climaxed to strong to talk. The only thing I could do
was shake and shudder when climaxed hit.

      Hearing a noise just to my right I saw one of the panels being removed
from the other side. It looked as though the wall had opened up and there was a
huge square hole revealing the entire groin area of either a man or a boy.

      I could see his big rock hard cock. I could see the hair around it, and
even his hairy legs -- I guess he was a man after all. Whoever it was had stuck
his cock through the hole and it was now right at my shoulder.

      I knew two things, first, I'd better not show any hesitation, and that
I'd better make damn sure the person believe I wanted to devour his cock with
every fiber of my being. Secondly, I wanted to taste a real cock painting my
tonsils more than that I wanted that cock in me.


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 7

      Up to this point I hadn't violated my vows insomuch that my body would
only be given to God. Yet here I was being forced to give it to a man. Yes,
that's was it, I was being forced -- I was being rape. Up to this point skirted
my vows by being nasty and vulgar. But I knew, once I'd crossed over allowing
this to happen that there would be no denying it -- As a Nun, I had to be the
worst person on the face of earth.

      As I sat on the edge of the toilet with all this racing through my mind,
I saw him bouncing his cock only inches from my face. Then I heard a faint
voice say, "Suck it Sister, suck my cock, remember the pictures." I had no
choice, either I do it pretending I was enjoying the hell out of it, or he
would plaster the school with those filthy pictures. I opened my mouth covered
his cock head with my eager lips while running my tongue around its mushroom
shaped head.

      Something came over me, I reached for his cock with my right hand and it
felt so hard and yet the skin so soft. At that particular moment I wanted
nothing else other than to please him. I wanted him to feel the pleasure that
I'd seen Bob and John when Ann had sucked their dicks.

      His cock became my life. I caressed it, I sucked it, I loved it. All this
while I continued holding onto the big black rubber cock inside of me while the
kotex cock stayed firmly embedded in my asshole from the way I'd shifted to
toot this root.

      Suddenly a wave of pleasure swept through my body and I began to shake as
yet another orgasm sat in. In my mind I thought I heard voices cheering me on,
or perhaps it had been only the sound of my own voice. All I know is that I was
cumming harder and more intense than I'd ever before

      I felt the cock attempting to pull back out of my mouth and slip out of
my grasp. I held onto it, I didn't want it to leave.

      Faintly I heard someone say, "let go, let it go Sister, gawd, Sister. Let
it go." He was pulling harder now and since his cock was all wet from my saliva
I couldn't hold onto it. Somehow I thought I heard him say "Geez, she's one hot
cunt, I bet she cums the moment my cock slides in her." Then he said very
clearly, "stand up, leave the toys in, and back up to this hole, pull apart
your ass cheeks and push back against the hole, don't move until I come around
pull you off the wall and give you the pictures. Understand?"

      I said nothing, because trying to stand and turn around inside that small
stall wasn't the easiest thing to do. I held both cocks in me as long as I
could, but I had to let go when my cheeks touched the wall. The second I let
go, his hands grabbed both of them and started sliding them in and out. I did
what he told me and reached back pulled my cheeks apart while pushing back. The
hole was perfect, it was like bending over and resting up against a wall.

      The pleasure was like nothing I'd ever experienced. He was fucking me
faster than I'd ever done to myself. He had that fat cock slamming in and out
of my cunt and the kotex cock was shoved all the way in and then pulled all the
way out. I had never did anything like that, yet I knew I'd be doing it that
way the next time I fucked myself. I was heading towards one of the hardest
climax's I'd ever experienced -- better than anything before!

      Maybe it was because I had no choice, or because it had been so nasty
having a man doing all those nasty thing to me but I started to moan, I wasn't
thinking of making him think I was enjoying it, at this point in time all I
could think about was the unbelievable pleasure he was giving me.

      I felt myself on the verge of exploding and just as the throbbing had
begun he pulled both out at the same time. "No, no, I was ready to cum, please
don't stop" I pleaded loudly. "Please, put them back, PLEASE!" I think I heard
a voice say, "go on, fuck her, she's ready, fuck her good." Then I felt this
wonderful warm hard smooth sensation filling my pussy. My mind was in a whirl
as I felt it slide in -- it wasn't as long as I'd wished, but I felt every
wonderful inch.

      Someone asked, "is it in her cunt or her asshole?" It was then I realized
there was someone else with the person who was making me do this. I should have
been scared, mad or something. But all I could think about was that I didn't
want him to stop. I could feel myself on the verge of cumming and I tried to
push back hard against him as much as I could with my ass against the wall.

      Just as I began building towards my climax he surprised me by pulling out
and shoving his cock into my asshole forcing me to cry out with both pain and
lust as it slid in, my climax continued, I reached under myself and found my
clit wanting to experience what I'd seen Ann do and started rubbing it.

      My climax was so strong I thought I'd going to faint. My body shook and
legs trembled as I reached over to the opposite wall trying to push back yet
harder still. I felt his cock pulsing inside of my ass and knew he was emptying
his sperm inside of me. Wanting every last drop I push back for all I was
worth. When he Finally pulled out of me, I remained where I was -- not because
of what he his note had said, but because I couldn't move -- because I didn't
want to move.

      I guess the other guy wanted his turn with because I felt another thinner
and what seemed like a longer dick sliding into my pussy. It was in fact so
long that I felt him deep inside. This whole scene was so sick, nasty and
depraved that only trash would enjoy something like this. No, only trash would
LOVE something like this. May God forgive me but I LOVED IT! I wasn't concerned
with pregnancy, I wasn't concerning with sin, I wasn't concerned with God -- I
was only concerned with the most wonderful feeling I'd ever experienced in my
life, every moment was a new glorious feeling.

      It felt like I was on top a mountain top plateau. It wasn't like
climaxing and then coming down, it was like I wasn't going to ever going to
come down. I felt his cock pulsing and then he pulled out and then I felt a
different cock entering my asshole. Someone remarked, "oh her asshole is so
tight, it's so hot, take this Sister, take this in your ass." He wasn't
whispering, none of them were, but how many men were there? I could hear more
than two to three voices. With my mind was racing again, I wondered how many
were there?

      How many men? How many knew? Would they all fuck me? Do I want them all?
Can I climax with them all? My mind wouldn't stop. I felt the cock in my
asshole pulsate and then his hot sperm emptying into my bowels. My heart
pounding waiting for him to pull out of me, waiting to see if another man would
replace him, fingers probing both holes -- two different types of fingers one
felt fat while the other felt skinny. I knew two men were probing me, and then
another cock slid in my asshole.

      The man said, "shit, I got her asshole, fuck!" Then I felt him pull out
of my ass and then sliding his cock into my cunt. I moaned and didn't stop
moaning. I have no idea of how long this went on for but I counted eight
different sized cocks pounding my asshole and pussy. Had the guy I'd sucked
fucked me? He must have. He had too because I'd heard a voice say, stay there
Sister, don't move."

      I don't know why, but I had no intention of moving. Yes I do know why,
inside of me I was hoping there was one more cock would fuck me. I froze when I
heard the bathroom door open and then the door to my stall swung open.

      It was the Black custodian that'd fuck Ann. He reached for my hand and
ordering me to come with him. Trembling as I took his hand I managed to stand
up with my weak legs. I reached for my waist rope and pulled it letting my
habit fall. He said, "you did good Sister, here are your pictures and along
with the negatives," and handed me an envelope. I didn't say a thing. I hung my
head in shame of the way I acted, ashamed that I didn't want to stop. I asked
him "is that all the pictures?" He replied that "these were all the pictures
taken the third floor girls room, and that there were no more still pictures
for me to worry about." I looked at his face to see him smiling and asked "what
do you mean by 'still pictures?'"

      Whereby he walked over to the stall I had been in and said "we don't need
them anymore, we now have you on video." I was sick all over again, I felt my
tears swelling up and said "No, I looked, I looked there was a camera up
there." Walking in he pointed to the floor where there were two small things
about the size of a little tootsie roll before he pointed another one out on
the door hinge, then he finally he pointed out two things just below the paper
holder and informed me that "one's was a microphone and that the other was a
camera."

      Going numb, I sat down on the stool, looked at the envelope I was holding
and said, "it was all for nothing, you tricked me, I did it all for nothing."
He said, "no you didn't Sister, you did it because you wanted too, you did it
because you've got a hot pussy, and because you wanted to get fucked. You did
it because you wished you were like Ann, admit it."

      I looked up at him as stood directly in front of my face slowly pulling
his zipper down saying, "you loved sucking Peter's cock didn't you, you weren't
going to let him go were you? He said your mouth was damn good, and that you
licked his cock like you were making love to it with your mouth. I watched you
fuck yourself as you sucked him. You love cock don't you Sister?"

      I was unable to answer ss his hand slowly brought down his zipper down.
"DON'T you Sister," he repeated more sternly while at the same time reaching
into his pants and pulled out his fat hard cock. "I wish you could see your
face Sister, you look like a sex hungry slut waiting and wanting to put your
mouth around this cock of mine." As he moved closer I barely could hear him
speaking -- all I could think about was his big hard beautiful cock right in
front of me.  The head of his cock was almost touching my lips. "That's it
Sister, that's it, you want to taste me don't you, see that clear stuff seeping
out the tip, lick it off." I sat there mesmerized. "Come on Sister, you know
you want to taste it, stick out your tongue and lick it."

      Dropping the envelope I stuffed his cock in my mouth, attacking his cock
like the cock hungry slut he said I was. As I sucked, I ran my hand up and down
his shaft. I heard him say, "I hope you guys have the cameras rolling, I want
this, get her sucking my Black cock. He put his hands on my veil and held my
head.

      He was pumping into my mouth as I brought my wrapped other hand wrapped
around his long fat shaft to make sure he didn't choke me. He kept saying all
kinds of nasty things. Things that only made me want to get nastier, to be a
cunt like Ann was, no, worse, worse because I was a Nun, and I loved cock, I
loved pussy, I loved to climax.

      "That's it cunt, suck it, make me feel real good, suck your Black lover,
do you like it Sister, do you like Black cock?" I reply all I could think about
was the cock stuffed in my mouth. I wanted it to explode in my mouth. I stroked
him hard and lovingly sucked, and sucked. I struggled to keep him from pulling
my head back, I didn't want to let go of his dick.

      "Come on Sister, look at me, tell me if you like sucking my Black cock."
He pushed so hard I couldn't hold him in my mouth. I looked up at him and again
he asked, "do you like sucking my cock Sister?"

      I looked first into his eyes and then back down to his cock. I tried
putting it back into my mouth. "No Sister." He said "you can't suck it unless
you tell me whether or not you like my Black cock, don't look at it, look me in
my eyes and tell me." I looked up at him and said "Yes, damn you, yes I love
your Black cock, please let me suck it." His hands lead my face back onto his
hard cock like a thirsty man to water.

      I heard him say "Gawd, you're good, you're so good, no one has ever gave
me head as good as you, nobody ever, you love it, don't you Sister." I shook my
head up and down letting him know that "yes that I did." I sat on the edge of
the seat feeling my own pussy starting to throb.

      Although I wasn't touching myself I climbing towards an orgasm. My Gawd,
I was going to cum. I started stroking him harder and harder, I wanted his
sperm shooting in my mouth as I climaxed. It was like my own climax was somehow
linked to his.

      The second his cock began pulsating my own climax began.  My pussy
throbbed, and my entire whole body shook. I heard him say "swallow it Sister,
swallow it." I did swallow it, but not because he'd ordered me to do so, but
rather because I had to -- I just had to in order to sustain my own climax.

      I didn't want to let go. I held him while gently sucking his cock and
before finally kissing it. Holding my head in his hands, he then said, "my gawd
Sister, you're a regular cock hound, no one has ever given me such a good
knobber. I can't wait to fuck you with this, I bet you'd love to get it right
now wouldn't you Sister?"

      I was just coming back to my sense's -- oh my God, what had I done. Oh
Jesus, no I can't be like this, I felt him pull back and then he said "tomorrow
Sister you'll come down to the dressing room, you'll be there instead of Ann,
I'll tell you what you must do to obtain the video's we just shot," and again
my eyes swelled with tears. I had to ask, "will this ever end?" He looked at me
and said, "maybe, maybe some day, but for now you'll do everything I say, no
matter what it is. Do you understand? You haven't got any other choices. If you
make me happy and do what you're told I'll give you these tapes. If you don't,
or you start freaking out. I'll make copies of it and send them everyone.

      I asked, "what did he want? What do you want me to do? I'm a Nun, I can't
do this, I can't do this." "Wrong Sister" he replied. "Not only can do this,
you have and will continuing doing this. You loved every moment of this, you
loved it so much you sat there climaxing while you sucked my dick. What do I
want? I don't know, I'll have to think about that. But as for what do I want of
you right now? I want your cunt to be well fucked and full of cum, your asshole
full of cum, I want your mouth sucking my cock and eating pussy, I want you to
fuck yourself as I can watch. Now get up and you'd better hurry over to your
girls dorm, I mean convent before they come looking for you. Sister, we've only
just begun to enjoy sex. You'll suck and fuck who I tell you, when I tell you,
where I tell you, now go.

      Not knowing what to say, I just hung my head and started towards the
door. He said, "wait a minute, you forgot your pictures." I looked at him and
said, "what difference does it make? Throw them away" and then turned and
walked out the door.

      I walked to the Convent and went straight to supper. I felt all the cum
running down my legs. I was sick and felt all alone. I took my tray and sat
down. Mother Superior came up and said "I was beginning to get worried, what
kept you?" I looked at her, smiled and said, "sorry Mother, I was doing work
and lost track of time." She patted my shoulder and said, "we'll see you in
Vespers" and then walked away.

      Sister Mary Margaret came over and sat down, whispering she said "you
look flushed, are you all right? What have you been doing, and what is that
white stuff under your chin?"

      Oh my gawd, his cum was on my chin, I thought. Sister Mary whispered, "if
I didn't know better I'd say it was a man's sperm. You haven't been you know?"
I looked at her and started crying. She said, "come on Sister, lets get out of
here before Mother see you crying."

      We got up and walked to the Chapel, sat down and I told her everything.
Although she appeared shocked, she said "you poor child, you poor, poor child.
Do you want me to help you? Tell me." I looked at her and said "I don't know
what I can do, I have to get those video tapes." Sister then said "I'll help
you anyway I can."

      We talked and talked until the other Sisters had arrived for Vespers.
After Vespers Mother came up and said, "I'm glad you finally wiped off whatever
that was under your chin, you couldn't possibly imagine what it looked like." I
must have turned six shades of red. Then she said "now have a good night's
sleep Sister and I'll see you at breakfast and morning mass, goodnight," and
then walked away.

      I didn't know what to think -- there's no possible way she could have
known it was sperm, no way! I went to my room thinking of the custodian, Mother
Superior, and Sister Mary. For the very first time in months and months I fell
asleep without masturbating -- instead I prayed and prayed myself to sleep.

      After morning mass I walked to my classroom. Because of everything that
had been going on lately I hadn't been doing my work and now I was falling more
and more behind. I had to catch up. I sat down and went to work. I wasn't
watching the time when the door opened and Ann walked in, strolled up to my
desk, lifted her left leg and sat on the edge. Because she was wearing a very
short skirt, sitting on the edge pulled up the hem even higher, her open legs
made it was obvious she wasn't wearing anything beneath her skirt and that her
labia was swollen. "Close your legs Ann," I said.

      Smiling, she said, "come on Sister, you've been looking at my pussy now
for the past three days. I just wanted you to see what you'll be dining on a
little later up close." I froze, how could she speak to me in such a manner.
Continuing, she said, "Harry mentioned that you'll be doing the guys today
rather than me, and I was to be there so you could suck on my freshly fucked
cunt, you do want to do that don't you Sister?, here, look, how wet I am, I bet
your pussy is already soaking wet just from looking at me. I'd bet that
underneath your Black robe you're as bare as I am. Look close Sister, see the
goo? See the cum seeping out, yesterday I watched you gobble up Harry's cum
after you tooted his root after fucking Bob, John, Mr. Collier, Phil, Mr.
Johnson, Harry, James, Bill, Mr. Harris and of course me."

      "You?" I said surprised. "Yes me," Ann replied. "Who did you think had
fucked you with that lovely kotex thing you'd made up or that big fat rubber
cock, it was your's truly. You should have seen your face -- you were in total
bliss, you're a very bad nun you know."

      I sat there numb, I couldn't say a word. Then she said, "I'd bet that if
we were downstairs right now, you'd be under my skirt sucking Harry's jizz out
of my hot little snatch so fast that my eyes wouldn't even have time to blink.
And I wouldn't be a bit surprised if you didn't get a nut while you were down
there munching away just like you'd done yesterday when you tooted Harry's
root. What do you think? Do you think you'd like to taste his cum mixed with
mine? Do you? Here give me your hand."

      She reached down and took my hand, pulling my fingers she brought them to
her pussy. "Stick them in, that's it, yes slide them up inside, don't I feel
warm? My, you sure know how to finger a girl, do they teach you that over there
in the convent?"

      I don't know what I must have been thinking, what was I doing? As I felt
the Harry's goo on my fingers I heard her words. She said, "taste your fingers
Sister, taste our cum."

      I Pulled my fingers out of her as was just bringing them to my lips when
the door opened. Ann hopped off my desk and leaned over saying, "oh by the way
Sister everyone gets an A this semester."

      I looked at her and she said "everyone." Ann took her desk directly in
front of me. As she sat down, she sat with her legs open showing me her slick
cum covered cunt. I had the hardest time trying to force my eyes to look else
where. But in the end they were drawn back to her open crotch.

      She was right, my own pussy was wet and I was hot as hell. During class
Once Ann put on quite a display by bringing her hand down between her legs and
then running her fingers into her sex before bringing them back up to her mouth
and then slowly sucking on them before licking her lips. Thankfully the bell
finally rang and everyone left, on the way out Ann walked in front of Bill and
said "we'll taste you later Sister won't we Bill?" Bill replied, "yeah, only
this time I get her pussy."

      I could only sit in horror thinking "it was that Bill, Oh God, no I let
one of my students fuck me, oh God what do I do?" The rest of the day literally
flew by. When the last period bell rang I knew I had to go down to the dressing
room. I could only imagine what I was in store for me.

      As I walked two feelings ran through me -- one was being the fear and
repulsion and the other shocked me -- it was excitement, my pussy was wet,
very, very wet.

      With each step I took I wondered if he'd make me feel what I'd felt the
previous the day as well as who would be there and how many people knew. As I
descended the stairs I trembled. When I walked into the dressing room I
immediately saw Harry with Ann who sat next to him on the counter. As I walked
in he said, "Ann tells me you wanted to eat my cum out of her pussy this
morning, my you are quite the nasty little Nun aren't you Sister?"

      I didn't know what to say, so I just said, "I'm here, what is it you want
me to do?" Harry replied, "I like that Sister, you're here and ready to do as
you're told, right?" I glared at him and said "yes." "Good" he replied. "Come
over here, kneel down and suck on Ann's pussy till the boys arrive, then you'll
be sucking every cock that fucked you yesterday. First you'll suck us all, then
we'll all bang that hot little asshole your's and then finally your wet
dripping pussy."

      I couldn't believe my ears, he was sick, so sick, making me do these
things. These nasty, nasty things. I went over to Ann whom still sat on the
counter opened her legs and said, "take off your veil Sister." Harry said "No,
she leaves it on, it'll be good for the camera." I immediately froze and turned
to Harry saying "camera, you're going to keep on taping me doing these nasty
things? Please don't." Harry unzipped his zipper and said Sister, the only
thing you need to worry about is pleasing me, you're my bitch and you'll do as
you're told, I'm positive you'll adore every minute of it. Now you'd better get
your sweet little faced and tongue stuffed into Ann's snatch and you'd better
make damn sure she gets a nut." As my mouth made contact with Ann's opening I
was crying.

      She smelled of sperm. She was wet, and slimy, white stuff was oozed from
her. Knowing it was sperm, my mind snapped. I wanted to taste it, I wanted to
it out of her hole. I practically dove into her pussy -- licking and sucking
all that yummy, yummy from her snatch. Somewhere off in the background I could
hear Harry giving instructions to someone on where the cameras should be set
the up, then telling them to get a close up while I lapped Ann's cunt. He then
told me to start fingering my asshole with three fingers as I continued sucking
Ann's gash, so I'd be ready to fuck the boys.

      An older man commented, "we need to get that habit off so we can get a
clear shot of her asshole and pussy." But Harry replied, "no the habit and veil
stay on, it'll make the movie worth more. Just tie it up like she did
yesterday. Use her waist rope." I felt someone pulling the hem of my habit up
and then tie it off with my waist rope. I heard flashes and saw white light and
knew they were taking pictures of my three fingers stuffed inside my own
asshole and my mouth sucking the sperm out of Ann's tasty little pussy.


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 8

      Her vagina felt so soft and wet, yet her aroma made my nostrils flared. I
couldn't get enough of this wonderful smell. I'd lick and then pull back to
watch as even more sperm seeped from her snatch. I heard Harry asking someone
"is the sound set up? I want to get everything very clearly today." And then I
felt someone behind me pulling my fingers out of my asshole before replacing
them with himself. Fortunately my fingers had done a good job of preparing my
asshole because his cock slid right with only minor discomfort. I had to rub
myself, so I found my clit and after a while I put two fingers inside my cunt.

      I could feel the cock in my ass through the wall in my vagina pressing
down against my fingers -- it was wild. He said, "eat that cunt Sister, suck
all that nasty old sperm out of her hole." I couldn't begin to tell you what if
anything I was thinking, all I was aware of was that sweet pussy, tasting so
good, and the cock fucking me silly. My mind was a literally whirl of pleasure.

      I barely noticed all the flashes going off or the various additional
voices in the room. The guy in me said "someone get ready, her ass is going to
be ready for another cock, I'm cumming." I faintly heard him say before his
cock pulsated as it emptied its slimy sperm into me. I relished it as my own
body shook with a hard climax. As my body shuddered it was all it took all that
I had to continue licking Ann.

      I hadn't yet stopped shaking and shuddering when the instant he pulled
out another cock thankfully filled me right back and rapidly pumped in and out
of me so quickly that I thought my own orgasm would never stop.

      "Look at her," one voice snickered. "She can't stop cumming, my God she
is one hot horny little cock hound in a habit. I know what we can title the
movie, lets call it, "The Nasty Sister." Hearing their lewd remarks about me in
such a crude manner somehow made me feel all that much more nasty. I wanted all
of them in the room to hurry and fuck my ass, and then in my hot horny cunt, my
nasty wet cock wanting cunt.

      Ann panted, "come on Sister, eat me, make me cum, suck that clit!" I went
to work on her with a renewed vigor as my own orgasm continued to rock through
my body -- it seemed endless.

      Somebody stuck the big Black rubber cock near my breast saying, "here,
use this in that cunt of your's Sister, fuck yourself with it, it'll be like
having two cocks in you at the same time." I pulled out my fingers and grabbed
it, but I couldn't wait to get it in. The guy fucking me said, "oh Christ, that
makes your asshole even tighter, oh shit, it feels good." I could care less
what he felt or wanted.

      I wanted my pleasure. I wanted my pussy to throb more and more, I wanted
my asshole to feel the cock explode it's sperm inside of me. Oh God, forgive me
but I loved it so much. Ann grabbed my head and screamed that she was cumming.

      The person fucking me slammed in and out harder and faster -- I knew he
was going to cum. He lunged into me and held onto my hips as he emptied his
load inside of me. Again it was as if my body wouldn't stop one single
continuous long, long climax. It just seemed as I'd begin calming down from one
when something would happen and take me right back up to the top.

      One of the boys said, "come on Mr. Johnson. I've got to fuck her, come
on." Mr. Johnson held me tight as every inch of his cock throbbed -- prolonging
my own orgasm. I didn't want the throbbing to end. I didn't want his cock to
come out. I clamped my butt-hole as tight as I could while fucking myself with
the dildo they'd given me.

      Mr. Johnson pulled out and was replaced by another. This one was much
fatter, he felt as if he were stretching my ass to it's maximum capacity. I
heard a couple of cheers for the young man fucking me. "Give it to her Pat,
fuck her good," they said. Then I heard Harry's voice say, "I told you she'd
fuck you didn't I kid, fuck her good. give her that big Black cock of your's."

      Then it dawned on me! Not only did I have a Black rubber cock in my cunt
but I also had the Black cock of a young boy buried in my asshole. I don't
quite sure what made it so special, all I know is that him and Harry's cock
seemed to be a little larger than the White guys' cocks. I was thrilled as it
continued to slide in and out. Harry said, "pull your cock all the way out Pat,
I want to get a close up of her asshole open and waiting for it to go back in."

      Then I felt cool air filling my open asshole as Pat pulled out. "Look at
that," a voice remarked in disbelief. "Her asshole is staying wide open!" Harry
asked, "do you want him to put it back in Sister?" I begged, "yes, please yes,
I need it, I did need it." I was just beginning to come back down from my
seemingly never ending series of orgasms and I knew I had to have him back
inside of me. I tried to make up for it by fucking myself harder and faster.

      But I couldn't compensate for the lack of the real cock in my ass. I felt
him slide back inside. Oh God, did it ever feel good as it went deep. Then
Harry said, "pull it back out." Pat did and waited a second before shoving it
back inside it's new home.

      This new feeling and all the hot fucking that was going on began to not
only feel different but also intensify more than by simply fucking. It gave a
wonderful depraved feeling of being used, being used as nothing more than a
fucking machine -- I was nothing more than a waiting receptacle to be filled by
their filthy sperm.

      Every time his cock pulled out and I waited for him to put it back in, I
was really waiting for that filling feeling, and when he'd fill me, it made me
all warm with a sexual desire that I simply adored. When Pat finally did cum,
his huge cock throbbed harder than any of the others had.

      When he pulled out, no one came to replace him. I waited and waited, Ann
had gotten up and moved. I was now upon my knees with my face on the floor with
my ass waving high in the air. I never stopped fucking myself and my moaning
was far beyond control. My climax had begun to dwindle and I knew if I didn't
get a cock back inside of me soon I'd return to the startling realization that
I was a nun being forced to participate in disgusting things with men and
students attending the school at which I taught. I began to realize no one was
going to replace the last boy.

      Harry asked, "what's the matter Sister, does your asshole want another
cock to fuck you?" I just moaned while continuing to work that rubber dong in
and out, however I was very aware they were all waiting for me to let them know
how just of badly I craved a real cock. I knew they wanted me to turn and beg
them as they filmed every single disgusting detail. Up to this point I felt I'd
avoided showing my face.

      Harry said, "Sister, Sister stand up, don't take your toy out you and
standup, I want you to meet the guys who fucked you yesterday as well as my kid
brother. Oh, that's right you've already been introduced to his cock. Get up
Sister." Now that I was back in reality I was very aware that I was being
forced into doing these things, but I had no choice so I stood and faced them.
It wasn't easy to stand up while keeping that thing in me, but I managed.

      I saw two video cameras mounted upon tripods and then two men holding
cameras. All the men wore shirts, but were nude from the waist down. I counted
a total of eleven men and boys. And everyone had a very hard dick jutting out
from between their loins. Four looked to be monsters sized, three appeared to
be rather promising and the rest varied in size and thickness.

      While my gaze went from dick to dick I took note of the fact that between
the two Black cocks present the younger one appeared to be hung more like a
horse than a human. Ann was working one of the video cameras and still had her
skirt and top.

      Harry said, "as I introduce each man, you'll walk up, kneel down, kiss
his dick, stand up and then tell him how you can't wait for an opportunity to
fuck him. Do you understand Sister?" I said nothing as I looked at him nodding
my head. "Oh yes," he continued in a after thought, "and continue fucking
yourself so that you can cum some more for the benefit of cameras."

      Once again in the world of reality I was absolutely horrified, I was
nothing more than a sexual amusement for these men who could at the slightest
whim do as they pleased with my body. I was forced willing comply to whatever
their perverted desired. Harry motioned to a man saying, "this is Mr. Johnson,
it's with his help that we had that nice hole in the girls toilet down here.
Why don't you show him how much you appreciate both him and his talents, and by
the way Sister, make sure he's absolutely convinced that you're 100% sincere."

      Now on top of everything else they were humiliating me. They were not
only abusing me but now forcing me abuse my own body. Moving over to Mr.
Johnson, I knew I had no other option than to make him believe that I wanted
him. I put my face right up to his and moved slowly moved said, "I want to
thank you for that hole in the girls room wall, that was truly a godsend!  It
appears as if I have much to be thankful to you because without you I would
have never been fortunate enough to have enjoyed so many cocks and speaking of
which your cock looks so hard, would you mind if I just sucked it for a minute
or two? I can't wait for you to fuck me with that thing" and then without
waiting for his response, I knelt down without ever once missing a stroke while
fucking myself with the dildo and took his cock in my mouth. I kissed the tip,
and then with everything I could muster I made love to it with my mouth.

      Harry said "Come on Sister, don't forget the other guys." I stopped stood
back up, looked into Mr. Johnson's eyes and said "you taste damn good, wouldn't
you like to put that cock of your's in me right now?" I wanted to somehow
torture them. I knew no other way "I'm positive you could make me scream with
that thing." His face told it all, he didn't know what to say.

      Harry said "Sister this is Pat, my younger brother." I moved to him, and
put my face close to his as I could softly saying "your cock is absolutely
wonderful. It's so big and fat that my hot little pussy can't wait to feel it
inside. Hear that noise, it's my juices lubricating myself just for that
monster! Hear this black toy sloshing around inside of me. I'm soaking wet with
anticipation! My fingers are all covered with my own juices just for you. I
felt it when you fucked me, I didn't want you to pull out, I wanted you to fuck
me more." I said as sexy and lewdly as I knew how. He was in shock, I knelt
down and kissed his cock, I kissed it two more times and then I put the head of
it in my mouth, his precum was already oozing out as my tongue found his piss
slit. Then from my position on my knees I allowed his cock to slip out of my
mouth with a nasty popping sound and then looked up at him saying, "I bet you
could sure paint a girl's tonsils with this thing!" He panted, "I have to fuck
her, she needs it Harry." Harry calmly replied "no, she has to do this to all
you guys, don't worry, she's got an hour and a half, you'll have an opportunity
to bust her pussy open one or more times, that is if you can get it back up
after she finishes with you." I only continued my work on Pat's cock as he
stood there moaning. I stood up and said "kiss me you fucker, if you can't fuck
me right now the least you could do is swap a little spit with me".

      I was getting caught up in all this and was now anxious to go on to the
next guy. As Pat and I kissed my head swam with lust. Although I'd never before
kissed anyone, not even once, and yet here I was with my tongue down the throat
of a young Black boy whom had just moments before had his wonderful black tube
snake stuffed in my mouth and who had also only a few minutes prior to that had
just finished fucking my asshole, and now here I was swapping spit with him. I
wanted him and needed him in me. Breaking our passionate kiss I said, "I need
you Pat, I need you so fuckin' bad! I need that Black cock of your's fucking me
this very second." Harry pulling me by my arm led me to the guy next in line.

      He said, "I believe you may already know John don't' you, if I'm not
mistaken you've watched him for the last few days?" I replied "yes, yes, I've
you fucking and suck Ann's tasty twat. I watched your lovely cock slide in and
out of her hot little box as she came and came and came! And do you have any
idea as to what I could have possibly been thinking dear John?" Then without
waiting for his response, I continued on by saying, "I was wishing that it had
been who had your cock in my hot pussy. Were you one of the boys who had fucked
my yesterday, did you shove that lovely cock in my pussy or did you fuck my
ass?" Grinning he answered, "in your hot sweet asshole Sister." I said, "good,
cuz, I want you to fuck me my asshole again and then I want your hard cock in
my pussy." I continued talking as I knelt down feeling another orgasm
approaching. I knelt and began kissing his hard cock as I said "this cock is
mine, it's all mine, I want it in me, I want you to dick me, and I don't mean
gently either." I kissed it again and said "I can see the head, would you like
me to suck it?"

      I nursed from it and my orgasm began to hit in full force. I took as much
of it as I could while struggling to breath due to my such a hard orgasm,
talking like a cock hound on the prowl had made me ever so hot, beyond hot, I
was, no I was the sperm jar they wanted, I was the fuck toy they could film, I
was the slut that would suck or fuck anyone or anything and then beg for more.

      All of this was screaming through my head as I climaxed shook through my
body I knelt there in front of John greedily sucking his cock. I knelt there
shaking when managed to pull from my grasping lips saying, "Sister, wait, I'm
ready to cum, you'd better stop." But hearing that made let go of the rubber
dildo and grab his buttocks with both hands as I impaled my face upon his cock
going after his sperm as if I were dying of hunger. I wanted him to cum, I
wanted it in my mouth.

      I heard the guys say in utter astonishment, "Jesus, look at her, she's
possessed, she wants his cum, look at her go, she's hotter than any of the
other girls we did. Look at her she won't let him go." And they were right I
wasn't about to let him go. I was ready to cum again and with the exception of
the fat cock stuffed in my mouth nothing else was touching me. I was going to
cum the second his sperm exploded in my mouth. I felt his cock beginning to
contract and pulsate and then it happened, my own cunt throbbed with joy as his
salty seed emptied directly down my throat.

      I heard Harry asking, "did you get that Ann?" "Shit yes I did, she's the
hottest piece of ass we've ever had, how in the hell can this slut ever be a
Nun?" she answered. I heard that and myself the very same thing -- "yes, as hot
as I am, how could I be a nun?" I'd just started to get up when Harry said
"Don't forget your toy Sister.

      I reached for it, stood up and went on to the next man. Harry said, "this
is Mr. Collins, he's the boys' Gym teacher. I don't think you've met him before
today have you? Oh that's right I nearly slipped my mind you met two met
yesterday in the bathroom didn't you?"

      I kissed Mr. Collins hard with my still wet lips and then said "I hope
you can fuck me today as well as you did yesterday. I want you to fuck me. I
want you to fuck my ass and my cunt before you fuck my face," and then I knelt
down and went to work on his nice fat, but not to long with a very big head.

      I heard him say, "come on Harry, she wants to fuck now, can't we do this
later, look at her, shit she's fucking herself so hard and fast, she need
someone to fuck her this instant." Harry said you guys know the drill, we do
this all the time and just because we have the hottest piece of ass in the
known world doesn't mean we alter our plans. If she's this hot now, just think
what she'll be like when she's arrived at phase 3," they were right I was hot,
I was on literally on fire. I was already wanting to climax again and was doing
everything I could possibly do to reach that end!

      I didn't stand up, and I didn't wait for Harry to introduce the next man.
I moved to his waiting cock and started in on it. Harry said, "this is Bill,
yes Sister, do your best to make him feel good. He's in one of your students,
do you recognize him, he was with Peter & Phil yesterday, he told me every time
he saw you he got a big hard on. I bet it turns you on knowing guys get hard
thinking about you." In response I moaned loudly to let him know that it did
indeed please me to know that. In the state of mind I was in -- anything nasty
only served to intensify my excitement.

      I stood up and asked him the same question. "Did you also fuck me
yesterday?" He replied "No, I just watched you on the monitor, I saved it for
today." I smiled and then gave him a very hot wet kiss during which I felt his
tongue slide in my mouth, exciting me even more and I did the same to him as I
reached for his cock with my hand, I grabbed it giving it a little squeeze.

      When our kiss broke I said, "Bill, I need this in me, I need you to fuck
me, I want this cock of yours in my pussy, I want you to fuck me hard, real
hard, I want you to make me cum, to shoot your hot sperm deep inside of me."
And as I said that, I knew without a doubt I meant every word. I was no longer
saying these things because they'd made me, I was saying them because I really
wanted to say them I wanted them to know how just how badly I needed them all
to fuck me, to make me cum.

      I knelt back down and took his cock back in my mouth. Harry said, "come
on Sister, you've only got three more to go before you can get what you so
badly want and need, come over here to Peter, he had you twice yesterday." I
got up, went to him and said, "so you enjoyed fucking me did you? I watched you
yesterday, you have style and a very lovely cock. I couldn't help but notice
how hard you made Ann cum, I'd bet you could do the same for me.

      As I leaned forward to kiss him, it was I who this time stuck my tongue
into his mouth (I'm a fast learner) while his arms wrapped around me holding us
close while our kissed lingered for a moment. He held me so tight that I
couldn't move my hand to fuck myself with my toy.

      What made me take notice of this was the fact that I was quickly climbing
towards another orgasm and with my arms held I couldn't move it the way I
wanted and the way I knew I needed too in order to go over the edge. Luckily I
finally twisted enough to continue stroking myself.

      I knelt back down and began to bathing his cock with my tongue from the
base to the tip and then under his fat vein before sucking each of his dangling
balls into my mouth, at which he began stroking his cock. I'd never seen a man
do this so I stopped and watched him and from time to time would lean forward
putting his cock head between my lips.

      Harry grabbed my shoulders leading me on to the next man saying "come on
Sister, this is Mr. Harris, he's the genius who worked out where and how to set
up our hidden cameras. He's the man you need to thank for all the pictures and
the video's, he's the man whose making us all a lot of money, and of course for
making you a star, thanks to him many men and women will be able to enjoy
watching you from now till the end of time." His words regarding the video
tapes and pictures hit like a bombshell. They had no intention of ever stopping
or of giving me the tapes and film. My once hot horny body was now getting cold
very, very fast. I knew I had to somehow stop them, I had to somehow get the
tapes and stop them forever. I had no idea how, but I knew I had to do it.

      Suddenly I no longer wanted these men. I didn't want them to fuck me as
I'd professed. I didn't want to suck their dicks. I only knew I had to somehow
gain their confidence and get the movies and pictures. Perhaps there was a
small chance that I could fool them into believing that I wanted to somehow
join in on what they were doing and could I learn where were they kept the
tapes and pictures.

      Looking at Mr. Harris's face made me want to throw up, his smile made me
want to spit on him. He spoke, "are you going to kiss me Sister? I don't kiss
cunts who suck cock. If you want to kiss me, kiss my ass, I want your tongue
reaming my asshole as you watch me I jack off before cum all over your pretty
face."

      I was shocked, stunned and amazed. He wasn't like the others -- not only
was he was nasty but he was also mean! He must have hated women and especially
hated me for being a Nun and being the way I was. He turned around, bent over
pulled his cheeks apart and said "get a close up of this bitch tongue fucking
my asshole." Ann aimed the camera at us as I shakily leaned forward to stuck my
tongue into his stinking brown hole. I never before felt hate in my entire
life, yet at this moment in time I knew I hated this man with every fiber of my
being, he was the source of my humiliation, he was the reason I'd been used and
abused. He had ruined the rest of my life.

      His body shook as I surmised he was stroking his dick, when without
warning he stood up, turned around and sprayed my face, my white veil and
collar with his repulsive seed while continually debasing me by saying, "take
this cunt, take this," he was indeed a very mean hate filled man. Although
enraged enough to hurt him, I instead closed my eyes and bit my lip as I said,
"thank you, I can't wait to do that again."

      I had no desire other than to run away, so I quickly turned to the next
to the last guy knowing this was my time to act, so I behaved the way I knew
they wanted. "This is Phil," Harry said. "It was Jeremy and him who had came up
with the idea of tempting you with that fuck book you'd confiscated, he's the
one who got it for Jeremy and unless I'm mistaken you still have. Do you still
have it Sister?"

      Looking straight into Phil's eyes I replied, "yes, I have it, I've read
it many times, it makes me hot, it makes me want to cum again and again. Thank
you, thank you very much." As I turned to also thank Jeremy Phil asked "come on
Sister where's my kiss, aren't you going to tell me how much you want my cock
in your cunt? Aren't you going to suck it?"

      I was caught! I wanted to just get this over with, I wanted them to think
I was as into this as they were, yet Mr. Harris's hate filled mind had really
turned me off. Harry immediately caught on and said, "I told you Harris, dammit
why don't you ever listen, she was hotter than hell, now you and your sick
fucking attitude has ruined it for us all." Don't worry Phil, it won't take
long before she'll be begging for your cock.

      Jeremy stood there with a smirk upon his face saying, "I'd thought
perhaps you would become angry, or that you might even slap my face but never
once in my wildest imagination would I have dreamt you'd ever get turned on
like this. I bet you're a hot little fuck. Is my cock big enough for you
Sister?" I looked down at his stiff cock before looking back up into his eyes
saying the words I knew they all wanted to hear, "honey I can't wait to feel it
fucking me, my cunt's practically drooling for it right now. I'm so damn wet
that this dildo just isn't enough for me anymore."

      Once again Harry assumed control and said, "that's better Sister, now
come over here and lay with your tummy down on the mattress and this is what
we're going to do. You'll begin by sucking the cock that'll fuck you next.
We're all going to finish fucking your asshole, and then we'll do your pussy.
If after all that we still have the time and you still want too, we may
introduce you to a little double penetration just like you'd read about in the
book. How do you think you'd react with two cocks stuffed in you while at the
same time you could also be sucking a cock?"  Knowing that they all wanted to
hear me say yes, I complied, "yes, oh yes I want to try it, can we do it?"
Saying that I was at the same time hoping that we'd run out of time and I
wouldn't have to do it and yet I knew that down deep I'd eventually loose
control and become the nasty slut they wanted.

      Jeremy laid down in front of me I started sucking his young piece of meat
while another moved in behind me, opened my legs and I felt the head of his
cock against my asshole. When what someone sounding like Mr. Collier said gawd,
get a picture of this she's still got cum oozing of her asshole followed by the
many clicks of cameras and then the feeling of his cock head slowly pushing
inside of me.

      Returning to my work upon Jeremy, I was sorta' hoping he'd cum in my
mouth so he couldn't fuck my ass. I wasn't no longer enjoying this, I wasn't
moaning, I didn't enjoy cock I was sucked sucking. I was praying to myself,
asking God to help me endure this and to give me the strength I needed to stop
Ann and these men.

      I felt myself relaxing, my butt bounced as he shoved into me saying,
"that's it Sister, fuck back, shove that ass of your's onto my cock" I guess my
bouncing made him think I was getting into the swing of things and was pushing
back for more. I was bouncing so hard from sucking and stroking Jeremy that as
I sucked him my veil came loose, freeing my red hair to fall out around the
side of my face.

      It must have kept the camera from seeing my face because Ann said "move
her hair, I can't get her face" some one moved my hair. I felt the guy fucking
me pulsate and was glad he'd finally came.

      As he pulled out, Jeremy jumped up and slid his dick into me. Then as
Peter took Jeremy's former spot, I stuffed cock my mouth down on his cock until
his pubic hairs began tickling my nose.

      Jeremy was like a jack hammer, fucking me fast, real fast. I was once
again beginning feel that old fire in my loins beginning to rekindle. I was
hoping he'd climax before I'd start to feel good. Thank gawd, I thought as I
felt his cock contract and then emptying his hot load deep in my bowels.

      Jeremy pulled out and said "next." Peter jumped up moved and moved around
back of me. I knew all to well my asshole was gapping wide open because of the
air I felt inside of it. Then I felt his cock enter and he was just like
Jeremy, hammering in and out.

      This time it was Pat that laid down in front of me, his huge Black cock
looked magnificent. I grabbed it, stroked it and started sucking its head.
Unlike the others, I started to really get into sucking him. The cock in my ass
was starting to feel good, I mean real good.

      I'd started pushing back. I pushed back because I wanted him to climax, I
wanted him out of my asshole and out of the way so Pat could put his long fat
hard cock inside. I ground my ass against him and moaned as I sucked Pat's cock
for all I was worth. When I felt Peter pulsate I knew he'd deposited his load
and I let go of Pat's cock and said "next" even before Peter had time to
completely pulled all the way out. Pat didn't jump right up like the others had
done but instead took his place behind me slowly. And even though I felt the
head of his massive cock slowly sliding inside, I couldn't wait and I pushed up
and back against him.

      Bob laid down and I happily went to work on his cock -- it was to late I
was already back caught up in this -- I'd stroke, and suck and stroke and suck.
Pulling my mouth up I said, "Like this Bob? Like my mouth? You want to fuck my
ass don't you Bob. Can you fuck me better than Pat is?"

      I didn't bother waiting for a answer, I immediately went back to sucking
his cock. Once more I stopped and said, "Bob I can taste you, you taste sweet,
I want your cum, cum for me baby, cum in my mouth," and then corkscrewed my
head into his lap as Bob and I both moaned.

      It felt like a log was fucking my ass as Pat started to pulsate and
contract emptying his sperm in me. Then Bob's cock started to follow suit by
contracting in my hands and mouth. He started cumming and I gulped down his
yummy yummy sperm treat. I could heard him chanting, "oh shit, oh shit, I
couldn't wait, oh shit suck it Sister, take it all."

      Someone said "good, I didn't want her sucking me anyway, I want that ass.
As Pat got up the crude guy mounted me, slamming into me I could think nothing
other than he wanted to hurt me. Surprise, his little needle dick was so much
smaller than Pat's that I could barley feel it. It didn't hurt a bit. He said,
"take this bitch, take it and know I'll fuck you anytime and anywhere I want,
you're mine, your cunt and asshole are for me to use, got that bitch, you're
nothing more than a sperm burping bimbo."

      I knew it was Mr. Harris. Mr. Johnson laid down in front of me saying
"don't listen to him Sister, he's an asshole." Mr. Johnson's hard cock was nice
and fat. I wanted to keep that feeling I was enjoying before that needle dick
bastard started in with his nasty mouth so I blocked his voice out of my mind.
I looked at the dick in front of me, grabbed it, and very slowly and very
lovingly started to suck it, because he'd been so nice I wanted him to feel
good.

      I hardly noticed Harris as he came. When he pulled out I said, "thank
gawd, he's out, now put this lovely fat cock in me, I really need to feel a
man's cock in there, the last one was so pathetic and small I barely felt it."
I heard the room roar with laughter, Harry said, "that's the spirit Sister,
don't let Harris get to you." I said "he can't with that itty bitty needle dick
of his so small a hamster couldn't feel it." Mr. Harris got mad and said "you
fucking cunt, you'll pay for that remark."

      I guess he put his pants on and left. I heard Harry say, "gawd, I love
this girl, she knows just how to get to Harris," as Mr. Johnson started to
slide his dick in I moaned loud and purred "now, that's a cock, that's the way
I like it, hard and fast!"

      As Harry laid down in front of me I took his Black cock and started my
work, he was so ready, he said "easy Sister, I don't want to cum in your mouth
just yet, I want my turn that asshole of your's."

      It didn't take long before I felt the cock in my ass explode. It felt
like it'd never stop pulsing. He pulled out and Harry got in position behind
me, sliding in and just as he bottomed out he started to get his nut. He
climaxed before he could so much as take a single stroke.

      Feeling sorry for him, I closed my eyes and ground my ass back hard.
Harry said, "fuck, I knew it, she's just to fucking hot, gawd I love her,
that's it. Oh yeah, that feels good."

      I heard myself saying, "oh Fuck, oh shit, it feels so fucking good, give
it to me!" When I opened my eyes John was ready to take his place in my mouth.

      I went after it like the sperm burping bimbo Harris had accused me of
being, like a cock hungry slut would go after a cock she wanted to fuck her.


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 9

      This went on and on, each taking their turns after my mouth had got them
ready. I must tell you, I don't know whether I enjoyed the anal intercourse or
the vagina intercourse more. But I can tell you I simply adored sucking each of
them before they'd bust my ass open. Although I'd long since lost track of time
thankfully Harry hadn't. He made an announcement while I worked Jim's cock in
my mouth nice and hard. "OK Jim, you're the last one, Sister has to got to get
going before she is missed."

      Lost in my lust, I'd forgotten all about the world, all about who I was,
all I could think of was another climax that'd last longer than the last one. I
knew some might think I was all dry and sore, however you've got to realize I
had sperm oozing out of both holes so the lack of lubrication was by no means
presented any sort of a problem. I could also hear Harry telling them "they'd
better lock up the tapes in the office so they could copy them" the next day.

      Jim got behind me and entered, it took him some time to climax, but it
felt just as good that last time as it did the first time. Harry urged everyone
to hurry and get out of there.

      Ann helped me up, I untied my rope and let the hem of my habit fall. Ann
stood in front of me saying, "Sister, you're hot, you're the hottest girl we
ever had fuck the boys, just remember everyone in your class gets A's. No wait
a minute. I want you to give every boy, June and myself an A. Let the rest of
the girls work for it." She reached down lifted the front of my habit and ran
her fingers up along my swollen open vagina. "My God Sister, you should feel
the cum pouring out of you, you're so slippery and soft." She pulled her hand
away and dropped my hem.

      Harry walked up to me and said as he handed my veil cap that came off
"Sister, you have cum stains on your collar and all over your veil cap, you may
have a hard time explaining this if anyone sees it" I saw the stains as he gave
me my cap and veil I was shocked back into reality. Oh No, What do I do? how
can I get to my room with out being seen? I knew I was embarrassed, and
frightened all at the same time.

      I began trembling and praying both at the same time. I asked God to
return me safely to my room without anyone seeing me. I made it out of the
school to the convent's side door. So far so good, I was just starting up the
stairs when I saw Sister Mary Margaret coming down the stairs.

      She looked at me stopped dead in her tracks saying, "we have got to get
you to your room before Mother sees you. Take off your cap and veil and give
them to me." She grabbed my arm and led the way saying, "if anyone asks, you
feel sick and I'm taking you to the infirmary."

      Making it to my room, we went inside and Sister leaned against the door.
I went to my bed and sat down on the edge crying. I cried for many reason's.

      The biggest reason was out of sheer disgust with myself. I hated myself
for being unable to control my own body.

      I was embarrassed that someone else had seen me in my present state, I
was so ashamed of what I'd done, of what I was and not only had I'd gotten my
ownself into this mess, but that I'd been so lost in the lust with those
disgusting men, boys and Ann. She was as bad as they were if not worse. Sister
laid my veil down and sat next to me, holding me, she said ,"come on dear, tell
me all about it, nothing is all that bad."

      Hearing my own words describe the events of the afternoon made me cry
even harder. Sister said we've got to get you out of this and wash them off and
then get you into a shower, you reek of men's spunk and by the sperm on your
collar and cap I can only guess what else has happen." Unable to stop crying,
Sister undressed and then got me into the shower. She said, "it looks as if you
took them on in both holes, you'd better douche them both." I had stopped
drying off but after I got out Sister finished drying me off.

      As Sister helped dry me off she said, "while you were in the shower,
Mother came by asking for you. I told her you were very sick and that I was
taking care of you, she said she'd have the Sister's at Vespers pray for you
and in the morning if you didn't feel up to Mass you were to stay in bed. She
would get Sister Ruth to substitute for you class" Sister lead me to my bed. I
got under the covers and she sat there waiting. She rubbed my head and said,
"OK, now, I want you to tell me everything, I'll help you no matter what it is,
you can trust me to be there for you." I turned my face away and started. I
told her how I'd followed Ann downstairs beneath the stage to the dressing
room. I told her everything without skipping over any of the details.

      I wanted to tell somebody, I knew I couldn't keep this sick mess all
bottled inside of myself. Sister only sat there stroking my forehead without
ever once commenting. When I'd finished, she took my chin and turned my face
towards her and said, "my dear, dear girl, you're only human. God made our
bodies with very strong desires. You and I took a vow of celibacy, yet we make
too make mistakes. You and I have shared things we should never have. But it
doesn't change your love for our Lord, and it certainly does not change mine.
We choose to be a Nun, we're part of a sisterhood and together we can do
wonders. I'm going to help you get those video's, and pictures. Together we'll
stop this from continuing on. It'll be our secret, during Vespers we'll go over
to the school and search for them. I think we should start with Mr. Harris'
Office and then the janitor's room. If we don't find them there, we'll search
Mr. Johnson's room.

      We hugged and I got dressed, and then planned out everything we'd do
after we got our hands on the video's and pictures. When Vespers had began we
went sneaked over to the school. Sister Mary knew where the fire keys were
locked up, so she got the keys all the rooms. Because Mr. Harris' office was
outside and down the hill, on the back side of the school we felt his office
should be searched first. As we walked outside I noticed the huge wall and
asked, "what's that, Sister?" Pointing to the wall, Sister said, "oh it's the
auditorium," as we walked down the steps I asked, "is Mr. Harris' office down
here behind the auditorium?" She looked at me and said, "are you thinking what
I'm thinking?" I replied, I think so, I bet his office is on the other side of
the dressing rooms and girls rooms." Sister said. "Hurry."

      As soon as she unlocked the door, I located the light switch and turned
on the lights. Mr. Harris had a rather large office space. We looked around and
found a homemade dark room, eight video machines, and forty or fifty video
tapes. I examined the wall looking for the panel they'd pulled out so I could
show Sister. We also found four different televisions. It didn't take long to
locate the two video tapes they'd shot of me earlier today Because I'd wore my
white collar and head cap. I destroyed every negative along with the pictures.
Although I wanted to set the whole place on fire, Sister wisely pointed out
that even if we did burn the place to the ground that that alone wouldn't
prevent them from doing this again. We had to do something else, we had to find
something we could use that would not only stop them dead in their tracks but
would also ensure they'd never again try anything like this. I agreed and we
went to work. Our plan wasn't elaborate, in fact it was very simple. While I
made up new labels of my afternoon on two blank tapes and put them back where
the originals had been. Sister set up everything else. We made it back to our
rooms at the convent without anyone suspecting a thing. Sister said, "now, get
some sleep, and remember what you're supposed to tell Ann in the morning." She
gently kissed me and then went to her room. I fell asleep, and woke up with a
purpose. I went to breakfast, Mass and then to my classroom. I thought Ann
would show up early. I couldn't wait to tell her, to set the plan in motion.

      Sure enough, Ann walked through the door wearing a very smug look on her
face as she walked up to me sitting on the edge of my desk just like before,
her short skirt rising high on her thigh. She sat there with her legs slightly
open and asked "how's your holes feeling? Bet you can't wait till after school
today can you Sister?" I smiled. I knew the words she'd say next, at only
seventeen, Ann was a highly controlling individual. I knew what I was going to
say next would set her back. Sister and I had decided that in order for our
plan to work, they'd all have to believe that I was lost to my own lust, that I
would do absolutely anything to have men fuck me, and the nastier the more
believable it'd be. I reached up and started running my hands along the insides
of her open thighs, slowly traveling to her crotch where upon I found her gash
uncovered and wet as I slid first one then two fingers into her waiting sex.

      Ann closed her eyes and said "that's nice, I was hoping you'd do that." I
then said, "Ann, although I hate to admit it, the other day when I did all the
guys through the hole in the wall after they'd removed that panel really turned
me on more I've than else anything I'd ever done. Do you think you could let
Harry know I'd really enjoy doing it again today.?"

      Ann's eyes lit up. She smiled and said "Sister, I know Harry for a fact
Harry will go for it. That's Mr. Harris' biggest kick, so just plan on it, come
down there after school. How long can you stay before you've got to get back to
the convent?" Now at this point I was supposed to tell her I was pressed for
time, but I've got to tell you, sitting there and fingering this little
she-devil really got my own sick lust flowing. I mean really going strong! As I
rubbed her clit with my thumb, I could feel my own pussy starting to throb. I
wanted to touch my own gash, or better yet have this little cunt touch it.
Sister and I felt it'd be a good idea to ask if only Mr. Harris, Mr. Collier,
Mr. Johnson and Harry were to be the ones fucking me through the hole this
afternoon.

      Ann remarked, "you're so fucking hot Sister, I bet you could fuck the
football team." I replied "as hot as I am, I bet I could also." Ann said "so,
Sister, how many guys do you want to take on?" I looked at her, my cunt was
throbbing. I felt getting wet as can be when I then said, "you can work that
out. I can only stay for a couple of hours, will you join me in the stall?"

      When Ann's body stiffen and her legs begin to involuntarily twitch as her
breathing became ragged I realized her orgasm was but seconds away. Then she
began panting "yes, oh GAWD, yes, oh fuck harder!" I heard voices just outside
the classroom door so I quickly pulled my hand out as Ann moved off the desk. I
felt like I was on cloud nine. I'd made the little bitch suffer! I could see it
written all over her face, she was so fucking close, one more second and she
would have came all over my hand. As she stood there glaring her eyes said it
all. I smiled and said, "Ann dear, you may want to take your seat we can finish
this discussion at a later time."

      Ann forced smile and sat right in front of my desk. It was a pleasure to
watch her that first hour as she'd occasionally bring a hand down between her
legs to touch herself at which point I'd wait a few minutes until I felt she
was feeling a little to good before I'd quickly ask the class a question and
call upon her for the answer. It should've been a sin to feel the way I felt
every time I caught her right on the verge of so much pleasure. God forgive me,
but I truly enjoyed myself.

      Sister Mary Margaret stopped by during lunch to let me know everything
had been set up and to remind me to be sure to avoid looking into any of the
cameras, as well as to not to say anything that could be recognized as my voice
-- knowing me the way she does, she said I could moan if I had to but if I had
to say anything I would have to use a falsetto, otherwise our plans would back
fire.

      I went through the rest of the day anticipating, and I although I hate to
admit it -- wanting! I wished the day would end so I could get down to the
girls bathroom. The thing that made it so bad was the reason I wanted to get
down there had nothing to do with our plans but rather I wanted to feel a real
cock for the last time, yes cock, lots of nice hard cocks. I knew this would be
the very last time I'd ever be able to enjoy one, so I wanted as much and as
many as I could get!

      After the last bell, I didn't wait for the school to clear before finding
my to down to the girls room under the auditorium stage as quickly as possible,
making damn sure to avoid the mirror. I removed my habit and my veil, placing
them in a paper sack which I'd brought along, then wrapped a scarf around my
face before I finally put on a rain coat Sister had thoughtfully located for my
use in the school's 'lost and found.' Finally prepared, I walked into the last
stall and took a seat on the toilet, opening  my legs and began to finger
myself to a long awaited gut wrenching climax. I could see the camera pointed
at my crotch, so I put on quite a demonstration for its benefit. I noticed that
the two that were supposed to be shooting my face had been obscured by a thick
grease -- Sister was indeed true to her word. I saw the microphone next to me
and remembered to disguised my voice -- I felt very wicked and nasty. I heard
the panel being removed and a hard thick cock poking through it at eye level.

      Feigning surprise, I said, "oh, no, do I have to? Do I have to suck this
thing?" I heard the Mr. Harris' familiar voice saying, "yes bitch, suck that
cock if you know what's good for you, stick it in your mouth and make me cum."

      I was glad it was him. I couldn't wait to see the look on his face when
the trap sprung shut on his evil little needle dick.  As I sucked his teeny
weenie I stroked it fast, wanting to be it over for this bastard. Yes, he's a
bastard, just a insufficient needle dicked little bastard. When I felt him
start to cum, I pulled my face away, I wasn't about to feed from his rancid
seed. He was bitching and groaning as he complained about having shot his wad
all over the front of my open rain coat. He was still bitching when he pulled
away saying, "you fucking bitch, you're going to pay for this, you're going to
pay big, do you hear me cunt, you're going to pay, you'll do what your told or
I'll blackmail your ass for the rest of your life."

      A big Black cock poked through the hole next and I knew where I wanted
it! I stood up, and backed up to the big open panel aiming his huge cock into
my drooling cock hungry cunt. As it slid in I moaned loudly, and in my altered
voice said, "oh God, I need this, I need this after that little needle dicked
bastard. Give it to me, fuck me." I felt his cock going in and out -- loving
every stroke. My climax was starting and I knew the second I felt his sperm
flooding my waiting hole I'd nut for sure. I felt it building and putting my
hands on the opposite wall I shoved back with all my might because I wanted
every inch this stud had to offer.

      After he'd pulled out his cock was soon replaced by another. I loved it!
Moaning through clinched teeth I let the man know to fuck me hard and furious.
He came as my own cunt spasmed flexing my vaginal muscles while giving him the
most possible pleasure my body could provide.

      This would continue until I no longer had the strength to stand. After
one of the guys climaxed I had to sit down and rest and as I turned to sit down
another cock came through the wall which I took in my mouth desperately
attempting to nurse every last drop of his tasty load out.

      I hated to admit it but suddenly I'd wished we hadn't planned on putting
an end to these perversions. I wanted it, I wanted to be used and abused by
whomever wanted to empty their balls into me. I wanted to be a sperm receptacle
-- the ultimate sperm jar -- available anytime, anywhere! I almost sabotaged
our well laid plans by trying to reach down and wipe the thick grease from the
lense of one camera that I figured would get my face, but I just couldn't reach
it. And even had I tried to use my own voice in an attempt to blow things, both
the cock stuffed balls deep in my mouth and my own lust wouldn't allow me to
let go come hell or high water, much less to utter a word!

      I felt the cock in mouth pulsate which signaled my own climax as I
greedily gobbled every last drop of sperm my tongue could find. After he'd
pulled out my senses return and I was glad I hadn't been able to uncover the
lense of tiny camera or revealed my identity by using my voice.

      After I'd sucked three more guys off I wanted one of those hard cocks in
doing its thing in my cunt. I turned around and shoved my ass against the open
panel where upon I felt fingers and heard guys talking about how I really loved
it when Mr. Harris announced to whoever was there, "come on guys, step right on
up, this cunt will drain your pipes dry for only $1.00, she's one of the
hottest cunts we've ever hooked." And every time his mouth opened served only
to make my impending revenge all that much more sweet!

      I pictured him on the other side of the wall collecting dollar bills from
whoever was there waiting for their turn to bust a nut in my eager snatch, when
someone asked, "can I fuck her ass?" Harris replied, son you can fuck her
asshole till it bleeds if that's what you want! This cock monster simply adores
anal sex, don't you cunt?" I knew I had to answer him, so I just said, "do I
have to?" To which he angrily he retorted, "yes, bitch, you'll fuck whoever I
say, however I say, got it?" I moaned and said, "only if I have too!" I felt
fingers roughly working my asshole to probe its depths. Again I hate to admit
it, it felt so wonderful! I could barely wait for the guy to fuck me there.
Once he'd started -- almost all the others wanted my asshole, but I had to rest
again from being bent over so sitting on the toilet I'd only just begun tooting
this guy's root when a very loud commotion from the other side of the wall
started.

      "Freeze, everyone stand still, don't move, this is the police." The cock
I was nursing was suddenly snapped free from my still sucking lips when a face
appeared ordering me to remain where I was, don't move, there's another officer
on his way over there." My mind raced as my body froze. I knew I had to get out
of there, I couldn't let the police catch me there. This would ruin my whole
life. I got up, grabbed my sack and started out the door to find Sister Mary
Margaret was standing there, she said "slow down Sister, it's all right, just
put your habit back on and lets get out of here. My brother is going to take
care of them.

      I was stunned, Sister hadn't told me about of this -- our plan had
originally been to have only used the tape she'd set up to force them into
stopping once and for all. I quickly dressed and we walked to Supper, sitting
together Sister said, "from now on Sister, they'll never be able to do this to
another human being as long as they're alive. Clark has all the evidence he
needs to stop them for good! We'll meet him after Vespers, and you'll never
have to worry about them again. I sat there, still stunned and oozing from both
holes. I just knew I'd stained my the back of my habit, because I didn't have
time to wipe myself when I'd rushed to dress in the girls room thinking the
police would be away to jail.

      After Vespers, we received Clark in our parlor, where he expressed his
own apologies for what I'd endured by saying, "Sister, I'm so very sorry you
were conned you into doing what they had forced you to do. Jane, I mean Sister
Mary Margaret set up the camera that caught it all on tape. We have Mr. Harris
collecting money and telling everyone that you had no choice other than to do
as you were told. We have all twenty-three students who'd paid to have sex with
you through the wall.

      Ann's in custody and we collected enough master tapes to prosecute the
men who'd also forced other girls into performing on tape. I can only say that
you did an outstanding job disguising yourself. You can only thank God that you
won't be required to make a statement or have to make a public appearance in
court. As far as the men working for me are concerned, you simply got away. Oh,
Harris tried to tell them that there had been a nun involved, but fortunately
all my men are good hard Catholics and know a nun could and would never
involved.

      When my sister informed me or your situation she neglected to mention how
they'd coerced you into participation and you don't have to tell me now, but I
am curious." Sister Mary spoke up and said, "Clark, I told you, not to ask,
trust me she had no other choice." Clark said "O.K., O.K. I won't ask. Just be
careful Sister and make sure you don't get caught up in that type of situation
again."

      I looked at him as he spoke, while on one hand I was relieved, yet while
on the other I felt as though something had been lost.

      I stood up, shook Clark's hand and said, "thank you officer, trust me, it
won't." Sister and I left and returned to our rooms.

      A little later Sister came to my room to comfort me saying, "put this
behind you and from now on, whenever you're horny or your toys aren't enough,
call me," and then she gently kissed me before turning around to go back into
her own room when she said, "Clark can be trusted, so don't worry, nothing will
be leaked in regards to your involvement, those sick men and boys will pay for
for what they'd done."

      Over the next weeks Sister kept me informed. Harris received a life
sentence -- it turned out that he'd previously been convicted of other rapes as
well as for various other sex related crimes. The other men all received
sentences from six to nine years for the raping a total of five girls and
Blackmail. Ann was tried and convicted as an adult and sent to prison for five
years. Clark was true to his word -- nothing was ever once mentioned in any of
the papers or news casts.

      After a while everything seemed have to settled down. I wish I could say
that I had an easy time of it but the truth was, I'd lay in bed at nights
reliving every disgusting detail. I was torn between my own pleasure and the
reality of my vows. I'd freely chosen a life that was by far the most difficult
life anyone could choose, yet I'd tasted forbidden fruit and desired more. The
struggle within was at time almost more than I could bare.

      I read that nasty sex book repeatedly until I'd virtually memorized every
line. I'd lay in bed fantasying. Or even during class I'd sit fantasying of
some of the most perverted sex acts my conceivable.

      Once, during one of ventures into fantasy while sitting at my desk I
noticed a good looking German Shepherd male dog outside my window that
naturally brought Buster and my younger days to mind. I knew if I ever had the
opportunity to try a dog again... Hmmm... As I sat there the thought became
very appealing.


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 10

      It wasn't long before I began to plan and connive a method to obtain what
I desired so badly. I'd been lucky once, and I knew I had to ensure I never
again allowed myself into any sort of a position that would permit someone to
exert control over me.

      Whether laying in bed at night or during mornings before Mass. I'd touch
myself vividly reliving those nasty events within the confines of my mind when
I'd been deceived into being an unwilling participant -- no, I can't honestly
admit to be unwilling because I'd loved it so much, and yet it was the those
controlling sick bastards.. Oooop.'s, that book has slipped a few words into my
vocabulary that I never before had -- yet they fit those men. As for the boys
and Ann, well I now believe they were simply caught up with their own lust,
just as I had been.

      Its impossible to not think of how the woman in the book would go for
walks in the park to meet men. But because I was a Nun, I could never venture
outside the convent unescorted, let alone at night. I know I've said this
before, but the church has found that nuns are safer pairs. Safer from being
attacked, abused, ridiculed, or even to prevent temptation -- your Sister can
always help you overcome temptation. I know Sister Mary and I love our own way
of releasing our sexual tension, but would she allow me to become involved with
another man again?

      Over the past few weeks I've begun to discover I desire more and more
from masturbation. Often having to utilize various things in an effort to
desperately locate that one perfect object that might perhaps fill the void
left by my constantly craving for a penis. While cucumbers, and other
vegetables along with all the other things I've experimented with felt good,
nothing ever even remotely came close to that of a real live cock. Oh, my Kotex
toy was still better than most, but it still wasn't enough to satisfy my needs.

      Often I'd sit or lay a picture myself being fucked by three men at the
same time. I could see myself straddling one man, bouncing up and down on a
lovely fat dick, while another man knelt behind me inserting himself in my ass.
And of course my hands would be wrapped around yet another nice long hard fat
cock as I sucked the head wanting all three to climax in me at the same time.

      Replaying these images over and over in my head would always help me
climax, and if I was at my desk, well, I'd have to excuse myself to go to the
teacher's lounge or the ladies room. Where I'd immediately lock the door, and
masturbate like crazy! I didn't know, or realize that I had a serious problem.
As you may well know by now, my knowledge of sex and sexual pleasure had been
learned incorrectly and I thought all women fought the very same desires I was
struggling with.

      To be honest I wasn't fighting those desires as much as I knew I should.
And in fact my desires would win the battle what seemed to be daily a basis. I
was constantly horny, always turned on, and yearning for an opportunity to
experience yet another climax. My pussy was continually wet and my vaginal lips
were swollen. It seemed like the only time I wasn't thinking of sex was during
Mass or when I was asleep. I figured this is what caused women to have such
large families -- they had to feel the same type of urges as I.

      I began realizing that if I continued on this way, a few things could
happen, first and foremost I'd more than likely end up a basket case -- wanting
and needing something I would and could never have, or I'd have to give up the
only life I'd ever known -- beginning all over, all alone and outside the
church -- the latter was totally out of the question. Then of course perhaps
I'd end up having sex in secret with a man or even men if I were lucky. But
then again I also knew that scenario was merely wishful thinking. Oh not
because the desire wasn't there, but rather because I had no idea of how to go
about it without either being caught or ending up being in another abusive
situation. Talk about dilemmas -- it was enough to drive a girl crazy. All the
thinking I'd done over those last weeks couldn't help devise a plan to help me
get what I wanted.

      During lunch it was the practice of some of the nun's who either had or
thought they had a weight problem to walk around the school, however I'd walk
the halls and all around the school also, but not because I had any sort of
weight problem -- my tummy was maybe a tiny bit bigger but I definitely not
what could be described as pudgy. As I walked around I'd often find myself
eyeing the crotches of the young men trying to imagine what they might look
like in the nude with their cocks fully erect.

      In one respect I felt very lucky, there had been rumors about a big sex
being ring busted right there at school, and now that Mr. Harris and Harry were
gone the school just wasn't the same and while some kids rumored something
about a nun's involvement, others quelled such foolishness. The only ones who
knew the truth were gone and would never be allowed back at this school. Part
of my walks were for the purpose of searching for something new I could use
later that night in bed. The convent didn't have a tool shed as girls school of
my youth had, we had only a wood shop, and all the other shops were located at
the high school -- because our school had been built upon a hillside we had
three different levels with our stadium being sheltered by trees and a hill.

      For two to three days this continued, then one day while I was walking
over near the stadium, I saw the dog I'd seen outside my classroom window. He
was alone, he looked so big and strong. I stopped and watched, I looked all
around me. I couldn't see a soul. I walked over to him and to my surprise and
joy he didn't run away.

      My mind was racing -- I mean to say I was considering every conceivable
possibility of the things we could sexually do together. I knew we couldn't do
what I'd love most right out there in the open, so I frantically looked around
for somewhere we could go without being followed by roving eyes or roving nuns
out for a walk.

      Looking at my watch, I had thirty long minutes before I was due back in
class. Plenty of time I thought to put a smile on my face. I saw the outside
rest rooms over by the snack stands, and knew for a fact that they were always
left unlocked because the kids used them during P.E. I looked at him and said,
"you've no idea of what's in store for you, do you? Come on follow me." To my
surprise he followed right behind me. I walked into the girls bathroom and held
the door open, he stopped and gave me the strangest look, I said, "get in here,
you won't be sorry you did." He slowly walked in and I closed the door leaning
up against it, I slowly pulled up my long habit hem, and tied it off around my
waist.

      As I stood there, he looked at me. I opened my legs and said, "come here,
that's it, I put my hand on his head guiding it to my now very wet waiting
crotch, and ordered him to lick it. His head arched up as his long tongue began
it's task. First one lick then another. I guess it didn't take him long to
realize the taste because after the third lick he was going after my juices in
hurry.

      I thought he might enjoy my taste (Sister Mary and I both certainly did).
It didn't take him long to bring me to a climax. I must have looked a fright as
I leaned against the door sliding down just enough to open my legs nice and
wide for his hungry attack. I had to put my arms against the door jam to steady
myself I this climax I knew would practically turn my guts inside out before it
was through. I felt myself climbing higher and higher and knew it was a matter
of seconds before my body began to shake uncontrollable, it was all I could do
to remain standing. He never missed a lick, his tongue cleaned my cunt better
than a rotor rooter. It felt as if his tongue were traveling all the way to my
womb. Even after I climaxed, he kept licking, he licked and licked some more. I
sure wasn't going to stop him, it was clear to me that he loved licking a
woman's vagina. Oh, I can't believe I actually said the V word, I meant to say
pussy or in my case CUNT. He just kept on working between my legs. The way he
was doing it made me think, this couldn't have been his first time with a
woman.

      I finally ended up sliding all the way down to the floor with my ass
waving around in the air with this brute's muzzle crammed up my slit. I could
feel his tongue digging deep in me and he even started licking my asshole (I
almost said butthole, but gawd knows how I love talking dirty!) I knelt there
on my hands and knees, as he just licked and licked. I wanted to feel him in
me, as big as he was I knew it wouldn't present any problems for him, if only
he'd do it. Oh but the pleasure his tongue was giving me working it's way in
me, and going so deep. I felt another climax starting up and was shoving back
to meet his ceaselessly lapping tongue. Wanting to scream out I bit my sleeve.
Even though I knew I was alone I didn't want to take any chances of attracting
the unwanted attention of someone walking by. I muffled my passionate cries as
he took me way over the top to a glorious climax as I relished each and every
moment.

      Even before I had the opportunity to calm down I felt him on my back, his
strong front legs gripped each side of my hips. I could feel his pointed dick
poking and poking at me -- searching for my hole so I immediately shifted my
weight from both my hands to my left elbow while reaching back with my right
hand to guide his slippery dick into me.  But when my fingers made contact with
his cock the eyes in my head must have literally bugged out.  He was positively
huge! I couldn't help but utter the words, oh my gawd, this thing will surly
split be in two." This cock should have been attached to a horse! This was to
date my biggest cock yet!

      Once inside he was a fucking jack hammer, pounding into me faster than
I'd ever remembered Buster doing all those years ago. I can't explain how it
happen or why it happen. All I know is, I never came down from my first initial
climax with his tongue, and when he started it immediately took me to that
wonderful feeling. But then something happened, it felt like -- oh I have no
way to put it into words. Lets just say it got better, no, better then that. I
started to feel something deep inside me, a feeling I'd never before
experienced, nothing had ever made me feel this way before. I didn't want to
move out of fear the feeling might cease. I felt hot all over my body, my face
was hot, I could hardly breathe, I closed my eyes relishing every single second
of this feeling.

      As unbelievable as it might seem I actually felt his donkey sized dong
grow even bigger. I grew concerned as I thought about the dogs I'd seen stuck
when they mated, but all it did was to intensify the feeling even more. I was
moaning and moaning, trying to catch my breath all at the same time. I wasn't
building to a climax, I was experiencing things I'd never experienced while
having a climax. I was at a place I never knew had existed. I was at a place
I'd have given anything and everything to have remained. I saw stars in my
mind, clouds moving at light speed, it felt like my mind was literally melting.
I was there for the longest time. Then I felt his huge dick, prick or cock, or
whatever you wanted to call it start to rupture. I felt a very strong shot of
his cum slam deep inside my guts. I could feel myself clenching each time his
dick pulsated, but somehow it only served to intensify the feeling.

      He remain lodged in my cunt for some time before I felt him push away. It
was almost as what only can be described as painful when his dick worked its
way free, it was painful I thought he may have tore some my insides loose or
perhaps something worse. When I turned to look at my doggie lover his ungodly
huge knot on his dick assaulted my vision. It was with utter astonishment that
I rationalized that thing as big as a man's fist had actually been inside me.
He walked in a unusual fashion over to the side wall and laid down where he
began licking himself. I heard a woman's voice calling out and coming closer to
the girls toilets.

      The girl was yelling, "Franklin, Franklin, come here boy, Franklin." I
didn't want to move, but I knew I better get up quick before came in here. I
got up untied my rope and let my habit fall, I made a quick check and made sure
I didn't show any signs of being down on the floor with Franklin. Just as I
reached to open the door the girl pushed it in, she was startled.

      I looked at her, she was almost the same age and same size as I was. But
her hair was long and blonde and she was dressed in gym shorts and top. I said,
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." She smiled and said "Oh Sister,
I'm sorry, I was looking for my dog, he's a big brute, brown short coat, and a
huge head." I tried to stand so that she couldn't see past me, and asked "do
you work here?" She replied, "yes, I'm the PE teacher filling in since Mr.
Collier was fired. My name is Cheryl."

      "My name is Sister Mary Jean," I replied, and stepped out the doorway
hoping she would turn and keep talking to me. Then I heard, "oh there you are
Franklin. Oh my, baby, what have you been doing? Don't tell me you. Oh no,
Franklin." I almost froze, I was busted! Then I heard her say, "so you're the
one." I stopped turned and said, "excuse me?" She walked up looking straight
into my eyes and slowly repeated herself, "so you're the one."

      I didn't know what to say, or how to react. I merely said, "what do you
mean, I'm the one?" "Oh everyone had been telling me how one of the nun's here
were into sex in a big way and it was because of her that the sex ring had been
busted up, by looking at Buster in there licking himself like he does after
he's had sex I think you're the one that everyone around here has been
whispering about, now, tell me I'm wrong if you dare."

      I must have turned three shades of red, my face was flushed and hot. I
looked at her unable to find any words in response. My heart was pounding when
she said, "it's O.K. with me Sister, hell who do you think taught Franklin to
do what he did anyway? I'd bet you probably have his cum running down the
insides of your legs right now while we're standing here." She was absolutely
right, I could indeed feel his cum running down my thighs. Then I heard another
voice coming towards us. "Oh Sister Mary Jean, I was hoping to introduce you
two, but I see you've already met Cheryl, she's taking over for Mr. Collier."
It was Sister Gerard, she was in charge of the civilian teachers that do the
various jobs that nun's either can not or are not allowed to do.

      "Yes," I said. "We just met and were having a wonderful discussion." "Oh"
Sister Gerard said. "Yes," Cheryl stated. "I was telling Sister Mary Jean about
my dog Franklin whom you've so graciously allowed me to bring here to work,
Sister met him and fell for him just the way I did."

      "Oh good, well, I have to walk my laps around the track, talk to you
later," and she walked away towards the track. I looked at Cheryl and said, "so
now what, are you going to try and blackmail me, like Harris and Collier had
done?" Cheryl said, "oh for heavens sake no. I trust Franklin, obviously he
thinks you're of good character and your secret is my secret. I only hope you
won't have me fired." I looked at her, she was telling me the truth, she was
afraid, I could see it in her face. All of a sudden I felt like a mother
speaking to her child. "There, there, Cheryl, I'll never say a word, but do you
think it's wise to let Franklin roam around here with all these girls around?"

      Cheryl looked at me and said, "oh, I've always got him tied up. The
bastard, oh, I'm sorry Sister, I mean, well he chewed through his rope again."
I wanted to somehow ease her feelings and said, "No honey, Harris and Collier
were the bastards, Franklin's a lover, he's a doll, he's," Cheryl cut me off
and put her finger to my lips saying, "Sister, I know, I know, but we don't
have to tell the whole school. I like you Sister, maybe we could be friends, is
that allowed?" I looked at her and said, "I don't know, I've never had a friend
that wasn't a Nun, or a novice, we're not allowed to have any male friends, but
I don't think there's anything wrong with having civilian teachers as friends,
and after all we're both teachers.

      Cheryl's eyes lit up, and she said, "is it possible for you to come over
to my apartment?" I felt sad and said, I don't think so, we have some pretty
strict rules, no one can leave the convent without being accompanied by another
nun." Then I saw her joy turn to sadness, and my heart sank. I then said "I
have a friend, there's a chance she'd like to take a walk with me, and we could
stop by your place, do you live far?" Looking at me puzzled she pointed, "I
live right over there in that corner apartment second floor. But I have to tell
you, I was hoping we could be alone. If you're as into sex as I hope you are, I
was hoping to show you more along those lines." Smiling I reached up to her
chin, I stroked it and reassured her, "don't worry little one, if my friend
will escort me over to your place, we can be alone and who knows what might
happen?"

      I heard the bell and said, "I have to go, lets meet here tomorrow during
lunch, we can talk then." Cheryl's eyes lit up and she said, "should I bring
Franklin?"

      I said "No, I don't think that would be wise, what happened today should
not have happened, you showed me how easy it was to get caught with one's pants
down so to speak, it might be for the best to leave him tied up." Cheryl
responded, "OK, but it's during lunch that I often take him down here for a run
once in a while."

      I said OK hon, but all we'll do is talk OK?" "OK," she said and I walked
quickly back to my classroom. It felt like I a stream of cum was running down
my legs when  about half way to my classroom I guess it finally dried up
leaving me feeling sticky for the remainder of the day.

      After class I finished my work and went to my room to get ready for
supper and then Vespers. I went in Sister Mary Margaret's room to tell her I
was so horny that I couldn't wait to get back from Vespers, we giggled and went
off to supper.

      Later that evening after Vespers, some of the Sisters went to the reading
room, while others like Sister Mary Margaret and myself retired to our rooms. I
got undressed and met Sister in the shower where we washed one another and
played and kissed.

      At times like this we take nice long slow showers, just caressing,
touching and caring for one another.

      We dried and went into her room where we laid and played and kissed and
oh, you know. As we laid in each other's arms Sister asked me, "what had you
all worked up today, don't tell me the boys were acting nasty again, were
they?"

      I laughed and said, oh no, I just met a wonderful girl my age today
during lunch, she's the new PE teacher, her name is Cheryl and I found out we
think a lot alike. I kept imagining her like this in my arms, holding her and
doing what we'd just finished."

      "Oh my, Sister," Sister Mary said, "you'd better not get caught up in
anything like the last time. It took an awful lot to get you out of that mess,
and my brother said never again."

      I stroked her hair saying, "I know Sister, but this is a lot different,
besides, I don't think she's interested in men. She just wants to be friends.
And you know me, I want to have sex with everyone I see, if it wasn't for you
keeping me satisfied, I'd go crazy." I wanted to play up to her ego, I needed
her help and I was conniving my way into getting it. "Besides Sister," I
continued "you'll be around to make sure I don't get into any trouble, right?"

      "Right," she said. "Good," I replied. "Then you'll go with me to make
sure I don't fall into my old habits?"

      "Or out of your habit, is more like it," she said making us both roar in
laughter. "Is she pretty," Sister asked? "Oh no more than others, she just has
a nice way about her," I said.

      Although I thought she was very lovely, I didn't want to make Sister
jealous, besides, she'd meet her soon enough and she could decide for herself.


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 11

      I was asleep and dreaming of some very nasty sick sexual things that I'd
done and things I guess I wanted to do. I was dreaming that I was being fucked
over and over by a bunch of guys but as hard as I wanted and tried I couldn't
climax. It was at this point I knew I was asleep and merely dreaming. I told
myself to wake up, but I could feel myself struggling with my own mind and
within my sleeping mind it told me to hang in there and that if I kept thinking
all these nasty things I'd eventually climax. I found myself arguing with it
saying I should just wake up and masturbate using something to fuck myself in
order to climax.

      Forcing myself to wake, I realized my hand was between my legs and my
vagina was sopping wet! I swear it felt like I'd peed my bed. I brought my
fingers to my mouth and started to licking and sucking them one at a time not
wanting to miss one drop bit of my precious moisture from my finger tips. I
realized that I wouldn't be able to settle with just my fingers, I'd have to
really work myself over good if I wanted to get back to sleep.

      I got up and grabbed my two toys. Oh God how I loved them, I'd been
dreaming that guys were fucking me in both my pussy, and my asshole and after
I'd sucked their cocks. I could almost taste my own juices from their dicks as
I'd suck them off after they'd fucked me to within an inch of my life and
deposited their seed in me. I took the hardest biggest one and brought it to my
mouth where I lovingly sucked it as I inserted my sweet kotex toy in my empty
hole.

      Gawd was I ever hot, open and wet. I the most wonderful feeling filled me
as I'd slide it in and out. As hot as I was I wanted to feel full, I pulled it
as far as I could without pulling it completely out then using my finger tips
I'd pushed it back in as deep as I could, once it was all the way inside I'd
shut my legs and slowly rotate my hips.

      I swear it felt as if I were actually being fucked! It felt wonderful and
I knew that even if I did nothing else I'd have one very strong climax just
from that alone. The problem was I wanted more, I wanted much more. My dream
had been so vivid I felt like a nasty fucking slut who needed only one thing in
order to survive, I wanted cocks, lots of cocks! I wanted them fucking my
pussy, fucking my ass and fucking my face.

      I closed my eyes and pretended I had a man on me slowly fucking me, while
another was kneeling at my head so I could suck his rock hard prick. I rocked
my ass up and down feeling that lovely kotex doing it's job. Since I'd used
both the fake rubber dicks as well as having experienced a real dick I knew
that my invention of wrapping two kotex in three -- four rubbers was the
closest thing to a real one that was possible. I sucked on the rubber cock,
wanting to get a nut before I stuck it in my ass.

      My climax was quickly approaching and just like I'd thought, it was a
real hard mind blower. I was bouncing up and down fast and hard upon my little
bed with loud springs as both the rubber cock in my mouth and Kotex cock became
real. I was getting what I wanted as my body shook and shook as my groin heaved
into the air meeting my imaginary lover.

      After I'd climaxed my pace slowed, and I'd begun to slowly relax, I
wanted and needed more! I took the cock I was sucking and rolled over onto my
stomach. I needed very little lubrication, the juices that ran from my crack
while I'd been on my back coated my asshole -- and my own saliva helped.

      Spreading my legs just enough to insert the rubber cock in my ass where I
held it in place as my hips once again began to move. This time I imagined I
was laying atop a man with his hard cock buried deep inside me, while another
man laid on my back fucking my asshole. Gawd did I ever want a cock to suck on,
with my one free hand I bunched up the end of my pillow and made it into a long
thing to stick in my mouth. In my mind I was sucking Harry, and I had Pat under
me as that asshole Harris plowed my shitter. I could hear him in my mind, I
could hear his filth spewing from his mouth. His words burned as I reached the
point of orgasm -- I wanted it so badly!

      I could hear his voice in my mind clearly saying, "take that cock you
fucking' cunt, feel it deep in your ass, you're my bitch, you'll fuck who ever
I want you, won't you?" I spoke out, "yes, yes, anyone anybody, just fuck me,
FUCK ME!" Then I heard him saying, "you love cock don't you, you love to be
fucked in your pussy and asshole don't you bitch?" again I replied, "YES, oh
fuck yes, do it, just do it!"

      Then the voice said, "it's fat and long, you love fats cock's, you love
sucking cock, you love the feeling of a hard fat cock in your ass, you love to
eat pussy and most of all you love dog's fucking you silly, don't you, you're
just a little sperm burping cock hound you sick fucking' bitch, don't you?"
again I said, "YES, yes, oh gawd yes, I love it, I love it, I'm so close, so
fucking' close!" When a flash of light burst through my closed eye lids, I
opened my eyes to see Sister Mary Margaret standing within the connecting
bathroom door. I froze...

      I heard her say, "no, for gawd's sake, don't stop, you look hotter than
hell!" She walked over to my bedside, knelt down and said, "not so loud Sister,
you'll wake up the whole floor! Let me hold that for you." She reached for the
rubber cock in my asshole and held it in place as my hips slowly began moving
up and down as she said, "that's it Sister, move your ass, come on, it feels
good, come on fuck it!" She didn't realize that I'd also had my Kotex thing
stuffed in me as both toys pleasured me at the same time.

      With the light on I could see that she had one hand under her night gown
working her own pussy. I went wild! Our tongues danced in one another's mouth
as I strived towards my goal. I don't know whether it was my the feeling of my
ass moving around or whether it was Sister fucking that rubber cock in and out
of my ass, but whatever the reason I was literally going nuts when I finally
began to cum! I was bouncing up and down hard trying to shove my ass back
against her hand as that fat toy cock went deeper -- almost to the point of
being painful!

      After it'd subsided, I could only lay there trying to catch my breath and
regain some my senses while my mind attempted to piece together exactly what
I'd been doing and why. My inner muscles still flexed around the Kotex cock
embedded in my snatch as Sister continued moving the rubber cock slowly in and
out -- not with big strokes just lovely short ones that made me want her not to
stop.

      Sister asked, "have you had enough yet" I looked at her smiling and said
"I don't thing so, I feel so nasty right now, I just want to just lay here and
die." She leaned over and kissed me saying "Oh no you don't kid, you can climax
all you want, but I won't let you die, you are the only one I've ever been able
to be with like this, I'm not giving you up for one minute, how do you feel
about eating a horny old nun's hot pussy?"

      In response I reached back, grabbed the rubber cock from her hand and
rolled over onto my back while allowing the end of the cock in my snatch to
rest on the bed, while at the same time Sister got onto my bed with me and
kneeled over my head. I could smell the delicious aroma of her sex -- she was
definitely hot and ready.

      Even though the light couldn't luminate between her legs, I didn't need
it to know she was wet, open and wanting. Her fingers found my clit and began
rubbing as she lowered herself down upon my face. Her smell became
intoxicating, my nose flared to pull even more of her unique scent in --
somewhere along the lines of a somewhat fish like scent while yet similar to
some other undescribable scent that escaped my ability to define. I felt her
pubic hair brush across my chin as I my tongue sought her open hole and
protruding clit like a man dying of thirst to water. She pulled back and lifted
my legs to lock them beneath her shoulders making my rubber lover slide out to
which I released a moan of disappointment. "Want back it in your pussy Sister?"
she asked. I stopped licking only long enough to reply, "asshole, stick it in
my ass."

      The next thing I felt was her mouth sucking my clit and the rubber cock
being pushed back inside of my asshole. I brought both my hands up to her
crotch and used both my thumbs to work the opening of her cunt while I licked
and sucked her clit.

      Then I began working both my index and middle fingers from both hands in
her asshole -- it didn't take long before I had them fucking her in rhythm
along with her fucking of my asshole.

      Unable to think, I could only feel! And I felt nasty, hot, and good, as I
licked, kissed and sucked this lovely woman who had my fingers stuffed in both
her holes. It was driving her wild and she in turn was licking and eating my
own hot nasty cunt while hammering that rubber cock in me. Having no concept of
either time, noise nor anything else the only thing my mind was aware of was
pleasure, first my own pleasure and then, of course her's.

      I was racing towards another gut wrenching climax and the wilder I was
the wilder Sister became. I switched my fingers around and finally ended up I
with every finger of both hands working in both her hot holes while I continued
sucking her clit hard and I do mean hard -- I was trying to pull it off.

      From the way she responded, I knew she was enjoying my efforts. I finally
worked my thumb and two fingers from each hand into her wet pussy, as my two
end fingers slammed into her asshole. With my nose was directly at her open
cunt, the smell itself was mind blowing. I could feel her shoving back at my
fingers as I plunged them into her.

      Sister in turn worked her fingers into my own cunt only to find the tied
off end of my Kotex toy and then using her own mouth sucked my clit as I was
doing to her. She'd pulled the Kotex out with her teeth enough to finger fuck
my greedy cunt -- I couldn't move my legs because she had them locked spread
open under her arm pits.

      I was at her mercy! I had no choice in the matter, and I loved it! I
swear I was the hottest I'd been in awhile. I lost track of my own pleasure, as
she took advantage of me with her hands and mouth. I concentrated on making
Sister climax, I wanted her to climax hard and long and as I became obsessed
with that one goal I felt her inner muscles beginning to contract and pulse, I
knew she was cumming.

      She shoved back against my mouth and hands. Then I realized I was also
starting to climax again. Her hips shook while at the same time my own orgasm
took control of my body. Somehow she lost the end of my Kotex toy and I felt it
being pulled inside with each pulse of my vaginal contractions. Sister had
never stopped moving that rubber cock and as she now slowly continued to moved
it, it prolonged my own climax that much more.

      I kept my fingers deep in her and worked them enough to prolong her own
climax. How long we remained like this I have no idea, but after some time had
passed I felt Sister get off the bed. The rubber cock had already slid out of
me -- I was completely relaxed.

      Sister turned kissed me saying, "we'd better get some sleep, lets hope
none of the other Sisters had heard us, do you want me to pull out your other
toy?" I felt her hand touch my opening as I brought my own hand down and said,
"no, lets let it stay in a while longer, I think it'll feel good to sleep with
it in there." She kissed me again and said, "okay, honey, but do sleep, if you
start in again, I am afraid I won't be able to help you out because I have to
get some sleep." And off to her room she went.

      When I woke up again, my fingers were still between my legs and I was
again just as wet and horny as I'd been when I woke during the night. I knew I
had to do something before I went to Mass and breakfast or I'd be a basket case
all day. It was still very early and I knew I had lots of time. I felt the
rubber cock against my leg, I was afraid to look at it because I just knew it
had to be dirty and crusted -- I picked it up but to my surprise it wasn't. I
reached down and started in on my own clit.

      I flexed my inner muscles and within a second I was enjoying that deep
fucked feeling. I raised my left leg back to rub the head of the rubber cock up
and down my crack to get lubricated before aiming the head into my butt-hole.
Suddenly I heard Sister Mary's voice saying, "good gawd Sister can't you ever
get enough?" I turned my head and said, "I don't know, I just seem to be so
turned on, I need it so bad!" "Well," she said, "you'd better hurry, time is
running late and if you don't want Mother Superior poking around asking to many
questions, you'd better be on time for Mass and breakfast."

      I knew she was right, so I started to work myself hard and fast towards a
climax. I heard the Buzzer signaling Mass and knew I only had a few minutes.
Leaving myself hanging I pulled out the rubber cock and started to reach for
the Kotex toy still in my snatch. I'd slept so good with it inside my pussy
that I wondered if I could walk with it inside of me. I decided to try. I stood
up, took my habit from the hook and then put on my collar, and head piece and
then finally my veil. Looking at myself in the mirror on my way out, I looked
so normal no one would think I was such a nasty person, much less a woman whom
had no business being a nun, a woman that could have been a whore if I had not
chosen this life within the church.

      I walked in to the Chapel thinking that after Mass I'd return to my room
before class and remove it. Oh what a feeling! How can I possibly describe it?
Walking kept the kotex toy inside, and yet with every step I could feel the
pressure of my strides making it move inside. To say it was a turn on would be
lying, however, it did feel quite pleasant. I could feel it inside moving, I'm
sure that had I put my mind to it, I could have obtained a great deal of
pleasure while walking. No matter what I did, or how I sat, or how I knelt or
stood I was aware its presence inside me, but I received the greatest amount of
pleasure while walking. After Mass as I went to breakfast I decided to see how
long I could leave it inside before it became uncomfortable or it became more
pleasurable.

      I had the naughtiest thoughts on the way to my classroom, I was sorry I'd
asked Cheryl to leave Franklin at home. I kept thinking what it'd be like to
taste her as he tasted me. As I opened my classroom door I noticed a large
manila envelope upon the floor. I could tell it had something in it. My heart
began to pound! I was sure I was somehow going to be Blackmailed again. With
trembling hands I opened the seal and looked inside. I found a folded typed
note that read:

      Hi Sister, I wanted to drop this off for you, these are three of my
nastiest sex books. We didn't have the opportunity chance to discuss what sort
of things you enjoyed, so I thought perhaps at least one of these might suit
your particular tastes. The book titled "D'jour" is from France, it's quite
filthy and of course all the girls in it love to use toys on themselves. The
One titled "Letters" is a book containing the nastiest and filthiest letters
conceivable written by people just like you and I -- it's one of my favorites.
Now the last one "Big Boys" contains a pictures of the biggest penis' I've ever
seen. As for myself I enjoy other things, but I've heard you like your men to
be well endowed! So enjoy and I'll see you at lunch. Please don't be angry, I
just wanted to share something's with you that I treasure and that also turns
me on. With Love, Cheryl and Franklin.

      My fear melted, Cheryl and I were truly alike. The book covers contained
the filthiest illustrations I'd ever seen.

      The "Letter's" book was better than the adult book I had. It was a
collection of letters written by both men and women regarding their sexual
experiences. My legs went weak, I could feel my vagina beginning to pulse with
every beat of my heart. I went to my desk and sat down. I knew I couldn't read
these nasty books without first concealing what I was doing.

      The gears in my mind turned -- I wanted to read them all and examine
every nasty picture before I met Cheryl during lunch. I picked out three
folders and put one book in each and decided I'd have the class read the whole
hour instead of having the discussion I'd originally planned.

      By the time the lunch bell rang I was practically dripping. As I sat at
my desk I managed to enjoy five small climax's by only flexing my inner muscles
-- they weren't the mind blowing gut wrenching type, they were the type where
if I closed my eyes I could see fireworks. When the bell finally rang I jumped
from my desk and rushed to the field as quickly as I could.

      But because I was concerned as to what the students or faculty might
think the urgent rush I was in was highly unusual, I slowed down some. I made
it to the bleachers and saw Cheryl. She waved and I waved back, she was sitting
about four seats up from the bottom and was wearing her baggy shorts and school
PE shirt. As I approached I stopped directly in front of her and made eye level
with her knees, I looked long and hard trying to sneak a peak up her baggy
shorts.

      She said, "did you get the package I'd left for you this morning?" I
smiled and said, "you're a very nasty girl, I like you! Yes I did. It made my
morning both good and bad. I wasn't able to do all the things I'd planned but I
did manage to leaf through each one a page at a time. I'd be lying if I told
you that they hadn't turned me on. They have made me so hot that I'm still
throbbing right now!" Cheryl smiled and said, "oh I'm sorry Sister, I just
wanted to let you know what sort of things I enjoy." I smiled and said, "oh
I've got a pretty good idea that you prefer women and toys, don't you?" Cheryl
looked in my eyes and said in a low voice, "nothing turns me on more than
making another woman climax with my hands, my mouth my toys or with Franklin."
And then without waiting for my response she said, "don't tell me I shocked you
Sister, I thought you and I were alike, one hot to trot lady!"

      I was finally able to reply, "the reason I couldn't answer you was
because I didn't know what to say. You didn't shock me, what you did do was to
permit me to see myself had I not became a nun, and to make myself wonder if I
could survive the cravings I have without the benefit of a man's penis."

      Cheryl smiled said, "Sister I have been so hot for you, I was hoping
you'd share my interests. Can you see up my shorts?" I looked very hard and had
to say, "I can see your legs but nothing else." "To bad " Cheryl replied. "If
you could you'd see that I'm very wet, and that I shaved myself this morning
just for you." "Shaved?" I asked. "Do you mean like those pictures in D'Jour."

      Cheryl shook her head yes and said, "yeah, my lips are nice and smooth,
they're like velvet, wait here a few minutes and then follow me into the girls
toilet, I want to show you, and I want to you touch me and see for yourself if
I'm lying." Cheryl got up and I watched as entered the girls toilet. After
looking all around to make sure no one was with watching, I walked around a bit
then went into the toilets.

      The only closed stall door was at the end. I went to it and pushed it
open. Sitting in front of me was Cheryl. Her shorts were off, she was sitting
on the edge of the seat with her legs spread as she was slid two fingers up and
down the length of her smooth slick opening, while she looked at me saying,
"I've never did this before, normally my lovers come over to my place or I go
over to theirs, but I want you so bad, we'll just have to do it here. Do you
want to touch me?"

      I was positively mesmerized. I knelt down in front of her and reached
out, Cheryl said, "yes, yes touch me" as she pulled her fingers away. I touched
the softest smoothest thing I'd ever touched. She was so wet, open and inflamed
that her lips had swollen her hole open giving me a view up inside her vagina.
Cheryl was as hot as I've ever seen a woman. Even with Sister Mary being as hot
as she gets was no match for either Cheryl's pussy or her need.

      I touched, and probed before sliding one, then two, then three fingers
inside of her. She sat back, arched her back and moaned. She moaned every
second that I stroked her. All I could think of was making her cum and cum and
then cum some more. Cheryl lifted her legs up and then using her hands she
pulled them back giving me even more room to get at her goodies.

      The expression on her face was nothing less than pure absolute bliss.
Kneeling the way I was my kotex toy had pushed out which only made it easy for
me to reach down and with my free hand slide it in and out. I kept fingering
Cheryl and kept moving my face closer, when I was finally close enough I pulled
out my fingers and used my tongue. She's was soft and sweet with the biggest
clit I'd ever seen. Every time I licked her open hole her body shuddered. Using
my lips I began softly pulling at her big clit. I felt her legs tense up before
her body convulsed as she obviously climaxed. It was a hard rather long one
climax.

      I'd been so caught up in her climax, I forgot about myself and allowed my
toy to fall out as both of my hands where occupied with her cunt and ass as I
continued licking and sucking her clit. I felt her hands upon my veil and cap
and then heard her telling me to stand up. As I did she saw my toy and picked
it up. Looking at it she said, "my, this is warm and wet, where did you have it
Sister? Did you have this lovely thing in you when arrived?"

      Blushing, I replied, "Yes, I've had it in me all morning waiting for this
meeting." Cheryl brought it to her mouth and began sucking it while saying, "my
you taste good, may I lick the source?" I smiled and she fell upon her knees
immediately in front of me. I lifted my habit and she went for me as I opened
my legs, giving her access to my snatch.

      I felt her fingers in me and her mouth, her lovely mouth gently licking
and her tongue probing for my own clit. I grabbed her head to hold on, as my
legs were so weak and they began to shudder. It was truly heaven. She wasn't
just eating me, or just licking me, she was loving my cunt, she was adoring my
pussy she was taking great care to make each stroke of her tongue come from her
soul. I started to feel a climax start when I felt her put the end of my Kotex
toy at my opening. I felt her slowly slide it in me. I mean slower than I have
ever would have imagined. As caring as I am with myself I would never have
brought it in as lovingly as she was or as slow as she was. To say it was
wonderful is in no way to accurately describe the feeling.

      By the time she had it in me, my climax was well underway, it was as my
body shook and my balance was all I could think of. I didn't want to loose it
and have her stop, it was to beautiful, to great to loose. As I climaxed it was
one of the hardest ones I have experienced, I knew it was going to only be one,
yet the way it felt I feel this one was all I would need for a while. I started
to regain my senses and presence. I was lost in my pleasure with Cheryl and
started to come back to reality. I have no idea what I looked like if anyone
would have walked in and caught us, I do know my legs were so wide apart and
how I didn't fall I don't know. My habit was over Cheryl as she slowly started
to decrease her fucking me and licking my clit. I reached down and pulled up my
habit as I did Cheryl stood up she looked at me and I at her. I wanted to kiss
her so bad nothing mattered, she moved to me, I moved to her, we kissed softly,
gently and passionately I tasted her sweet to tongue that was covered with my
own juices. I held her, she held me, I was spinning with emotion Cheryl broke
the kiss and said. "Sister, I know this was one of the wildest things I have
ever done, but I can't do it like this again, I want you in my bed, I want you
and I need you so badly it hurts. Can you come to my place tonight?" I said
"yes, Sister Mary Margaret said she would accompany me to your place. We will
come after Vespers around 7:30 tonight, is that a good time?" Cheryl smiled and
said, what about this Sister Mary Margaret, will she let you come into my
bedroom alone with me?"

      I stroked her hair and said "She will let me do anything I want with you,
and allow you to do whatever you wish with me, she has but one request." Cheryl
looked at me and said "really? So she likes to watch, do you think she would
like to join us? Or just be a spectator?"

      I smiled and said "honey, she is my lover in the convent and we will have
complete freedom, her limits are up to you."

      "What about Franklin, did you tell her about him?" I said, "Oh that I
didn't tell her, I guess she can just be surprised, who knows, maybe she'll
want to give him a try."


                          Sister Mary Jean's Struggle
                                   Chapter 12

      Vespers couldn't end soon enough. Sister Mary Margaret and myself
informed Mother Superior that we were going visit Cheryl, the new PE teacher,
after giving her the address we left. The rule is we had to return by 9:30 PM.
It was only 6:45, so we had plenty of time. On the way Sister asked me what she
should after we arrived, I told her we'd just play it by ear. I really had no
idea, and wasn't sure what Cheryl might have in mind. All I knew was, we were
going over to have the kind of sex we couldn't have in the convent. I'd told
Cheryl that she and I were lovers and was a lot like myself -- a very wicked
girl when it came to sex.

      This was the very first time I'd ever ventured outside of the convent
onto public streets since I entered into the girls school so many years ago. In
a way I felt very strange because of the looks we were getting. I know many
Orders have gone more stylish, but our order has kept the traditional black and
white habits and needless to say we stand out in a crowd. We arrived at
Cheryl's door and was met with a big grin.

      Taking us both by our arms she led us onto the living room couch. As we
sat down she asked if we would enjoy a glass of wine. I told her I'd never had
any and would very much like to try some. Sister said she would and that's how
our evening began. I heard Franklin whimpering and scratching at the door. I
asked Cheryl if Franklin was OK. She replied, "he's OK, I think it'd be best to
leave him in the bedroom for right now, I'm afraid he'd only be a nuisance."

      Then she asked, "would you both like to get more comfortable, and take
off your robes?" I looked at Sister and said, "I'd like too, what do you
think?" Sister looked back at me and said "Yeah, it may be best so we don't
mess our habits up." Although we all knew why we were there -- at first it felt
so awkward. Even though the wine helped, it wasn't the same as it was with only
Sister and myself or with Cheryl and myself. Sister and I sat on the couch
while Cheryl sat on the love seat beside us.

      We both got out of our habits and I was surprised to see that Sister Mary
had wore underwear. For some reason I thought she like myself didn't wear any.
Cheryl slipped out of her robe and was wearing a sexy frilly white thing, it
looked like a very short see through top, with matching panties.

      I sat there in my bra and nothing else, while Sister took off her bra and
had only her panties on. I told Cheryl how much I liked her outfit and asked
what was it called. She told me it was called a "baby doll." Then Cheryl said
"I'm still hot from this afternoon, what about you Sister?"

      I turned beat red, I hadn't told Sister Mary what'd happened earlier, and
now it was out. Sister Mary Margaret picked up on it right away and said
smiling with a big grin, "oh, so you two have already done something today.
Where at, I want to hear every juicy detail!" I was so embarrassed, I couldn't
say a word as Cheryl told her all about our lunch date and what we'd done.
Although at first I'd been embarrassed, but with the way Cheryl related what
and how we'd done I'd began getting turned on as I began reliving the events of
earlier in the day over in my mind -- it was almost as if we were doing it all
over again.

      I sipped my wine as Sister sat there listening and breathing hard. She
began rubbing herself, all this did was to make Cheryl go more in depth. When
she saw the effect it was having upon Sister Mary, she poured on so many
details, I swear I could feel it all over again. By the time she'd gotten to
the part with us on the floor all three of us where touching ourselves. I
decided I wanted to do something more than just touching myself, after all, I
could touch myself any time I wanted, this was a first and who knows maybe the
only time this would ever happen again. Whatever the case, I wasn't going to
waste my time playing with myself when I had two lovely hot turned on women
that craved sexual pleasure as much as I.

      I knelt down and moved over to the love seat to show Cheryl the way I
wanted to love her. I moved to her legs and I parted them, and began kissing
her inner thighs as she spoke. Knowing what I wanted, Cheryl stood up, and slid
her bottoms down. When she sat back down I was already going for her gash.
Cheryl never missed a beat while telling what had happen, in fact she started
to tell us what had gone through her mind at the time insomuch as to what might
happen later when we'd gotten at her apartment.

      As I licked Cheryl's wet opening I could see her open hole, I knew she
was hot and even though I couldn't see Sister I knew she must be as well. I
know how little it takes to get her turned on, and just hearing Cheryl talk and
moan would have turned on Mother Superior. Cheryl had her butt right on the
edge of the couch giving me all the room I wanted and allowing me free access
to her. I inserted two fingers as I licked and tugged at her clit with my lips.
Somewhere in the background I could hear Franklin going nuts.

      I knew he could smell his mistress and I'm sure he could smell me. But
what I was hoping was that he'd catch Sister Mary Margaret's scent. When Cheryl
got to the part of our leaving the girls room and returning to our class's, I
thought that'd be it, but Cheryl went on. This time I was all ears as I licked
and worked to bring her to a loving climax.

      "I went back to my office and sat waiting for the girls to come down
while thinking of tonight, of what we could all three of us might do, of the
nasty things I wanted to do to Sister Mary Jean and have her do to me, I kept
thinking how her tongue felt licking me, how her lips would pull and tug at my
clit, of her fingers fucking me, and how I'd use my mouth on her, and on her
lover. I kept thinking of how I'd get things started. I wanted it to be fast,
yet not to fast to make it filthy. I envisioned both of you on my bed eating
each other while I got up behind one of you and licked your asshole and used
one of my toys to fuck one of you. then I pictured us all on the bed eating one
another at the same time -- using things on each other. I wanted to tie one of
you up on your hands and knees, then keep you on the edge of a climax."

      This was all to much, I started to climax! My body shook as I licked
Cheryl while fingering myself. I could hear Cheryl's voice as she kept talking
as she herself climaxed from my efforts. I couldn't hear Sister, but somehow I
knew, she was enjoying listening to Cheryl and if she hadn't yet brought
herself to a climax, (which I doubted) that she'd be close. The thought of
seeing Sister tied up on the verge of a climax only served to make me hot,
very, very hot!

      After Cheryl stopped shaking, she pulled my head back and said, "lets go
to my bedroom." We all got up, and went into her bedroom. She had a huge bed,
and she laid down first on her back, Sister went right for her pussy. Her butt
was in the air so I went for her. I started working on her clit and moved up
her gash to her open hole. I moved past her hole to her asshole where I worked
my tongue inside and then back down to her clit. As she knelt there working on
Cheryl she was moving her ass around making sure to enjoy every lick and probe
of my tongue.

      From the noise Cheryl was making I knew Sister was doing a real good job
on her. Cheryl asked, "OK, who's first, who wants to get tied up?" Before I
could bring my face from Sister to answer, I heard Sister say, "ME! tie me up,
make me beg to cum!" We all moved around and Cheryl brought up four ropes from
each corner of the bed. She had Sister lay on her tummy and then we both tied
her hands and feet. Although, she was spread eagled she had enough slack with
her legs so she could get up on her knees.

      I thought that's where we'd stop, but Cheryl brought up two more ropes,
these ropes where tied to Sister knees, so she was in fact tied in a kneeling
position, with her ass in the air. Her face was on the bed, but her legs were
wide open, nothing could stop us from playing and touching her. I started to
lick her as Cheryl finished tying her nice and tight. Insuring she couldn't
move. Cheryl said, "remember Sister, don't let her cum, bring her right to the
edge, and then pull away!" I knew this was going to be fun and cruel! I knew I
wanted to be the one tied up, and I wanted to make Sister pay for beating me to
it and going first. Cheryl went to her night stand drawer and pulled out six
lovely sex toys, one she plugged in the wall and when she turned on the switch
it vibrated -- I knew it had to feel great!

      Before she put it to use on Sister, she put it to herself and within a
second or two she was shaking with a huge climax. I grabbed this thing that
looked like two dicks in one, she had three of them one about the size of my
Kotex toy, then the other one that was a little bigger, and the last one that
was so big I just knew it was for looks and wasn't to be used inside of a woman
-- little did I know...

      I took the one I felt comfortable with and inserted the longer end in my
vagina opening and as it slid in, the attached rubber cock pushed against my
asshole and up inside. Oh gawd, did it ever feel wonderful! I went back to
eating Sister until I felt her responding and knowing her as I did, I knew she
was ready to climax. I pulled away, Sister moaned saying, "oh please don't
stop" as I sat back and rocked on my new toy.

      It felt so good inside I almost didn't want to stop and continue giving
Sister pleasure. I watched Cheryl take one of her toys and inserted in herself.
She was sitting in a chair she next to the bed saying, "that's it Sister, don't
let her cum! I have something special for her!" She laid back in her chair and
worked herself as she continued watching us on the bed.

      After about six or seven times of my pulling back, Cheryl said "use the
massager, put it on her cunt, on her clit, watch her close because that baby
will get her off so fast it'll make your head spin!" I picked it up, turned it
on and brought it to myself, with my two rubber cock's inside I rested it
across the one in my cunt and against my clit. It was an instant climax, a very
hard, very long climax! I watched Sister kneeling in front of me, humping air,
begging to cum. I knew that I had to watch her closely when I used this thing
on her as it was sure to make her nut a heart beat!

      After I'd finished climaxing I told Sister how wonderful it felt, how it
was the best climax ever, how she'd love it and as I continued talking I
brought it to her wide open cunt. I mean her hole was wide open, her lips were
swollen the hole was begging for something to fill it. I brought the massager
to her and rested it on her open hole, her body tightened as if she'd been
jolted by electricity. I counted out loud 1-2-3 before pulling it off. I
reached for the medium dual rubber cock and started to slide it in Sister. I
was amazed as to how easy it slid into her as she knelt there and when the
smaller cock touched her asshole, how she pushed back against it -- I had to
spit on the end a little to make it a little easier to slide in.

      I slowly slid it in deeper and deeper while Sister kept babbling, yes,
yes, oh yes, don't stop, please don't stop!" I had over half of it stuffed in
her snatch when I saw her toes start to curl -- that's what always gave her
away -- I knew she was going to climax. I pulled it out so fast both holes made
a sucking sound as they came out -- Sister was going nuts!

      I wasn't paying any attention to Cheryl as I worked on Sister. I heard
Sister say, "my gawd, look what she's doing!" I looked to my right -- the way
Sister was looking -- and saw that Cheryl had gotten Franklin, she was on her
hands and knees, and Franklin was licking her. I brought the massager back up
to Sister's hole and counted again, this time 1-2-3-4. I saw her toes start to
curl and pulled it away, I spit again on the end of the short cock and with one
stroke slid it back inside of her.

      Sister kept her eyes glued upon Cheryl. I started fucking Sister while
watching her toes like a hawk searching for prey. I saw the sign and pulled it
out. Sister thrashed about the bed like a mad woman while Cheryl moaned and
climaxed herself. I kept rocking on my own rubber cocks embedded in my holes --
switching back and fourth between the double cocks and the massager I knew that
the two different pleasures working against each other was driving Sister out
of what little mind she had left.

      Sister kept repeating, "oh Jesus, please, please let me cum, let me cum.
I'll do anything, only let me cum." When I heard her begin whimpering I knew
tears would soon follow. I heard Cheryl say, "come on boy, I got a nice hot
pussy for you, she wants it bad -- although I knew what she meant, I wasn't
sure Sister did. Cheryl brought her face to Sister's and kissed her -- hot and
wet, she broke their kiss and asked "are you ready to climax Sister?" Are you
ready for the best fuck you've ever had?"

      Without thought Sister instantly responded, "YES" to each question.
Cheryl instructed me to move back, I did and Franklin started in on Sister. He
licked her cunt first and then her asshole. Sister was moaning and moaning as I
watched her toes curl real tight and knew she was climaxing. I then watched as
her toes started to uncurl, it was then that Franklin mounted her, when his
front paws wrapped around her back Sister started to screamed, "NO, NO, NO, get
him OFF, get him off! I watched as she tried to shake him off and trying to
make it so his couldn't get his dick in her. Even though she was bucking and
against the ropes like a wild bronco, Franklin wasn't to be discouraged --
finding his mark he slammed into her like a jack hammer.

      Mesmerized, it was all I could do to watch and listen to Sister demanding
us to get him off. Then everything changed, "GET HIM OFF YOU BITCH, GET HIM OFF
OF ME," she screamed! Oh God, please don't let him do it, PLEASE, OH PLEASE, Oh
gawd, oh gawd, OH SHIT, OH gawd, MY GAWD, OH IT, IT'S inside ME BITCH, IT'S
INSIDE, OH SHIT, YOU GAWD-DAMN BITCH HE'S INSIDE!"

      Then, suddenly, she stopped yelling but kept babbling, "it's inside, oh
gawd, stop him, oh my gawd, oh my gawd" -- and then she started getting loud
again -- oh my GAWD, OH JESUS, OH JESUS, OH, OH, OH, FUCK, DON'T STOP, DON'T
STOP, GO BOY, GO BOY, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, OH FUCK, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, OH SHIT,
FUCK ME," she was screaming, screaming so loud Cheryl and I were concerned that
her neighbors might hear.

      Cheryl said, "not so loud Sister, quite down." Sister kept screaming
"FUCK ME, OH GAWD, GIVE IT TO ME!" Cheryl put her hand over Sister's mouth
which finally made Sister stop yelling. "Oh Sister," she said to me, "he's so
good, he's so fast and BIG, I can't stop cumming! I can't stop cumming," and
with that she started making sounds and noises that can only be described as
those of utter pleasure. I watched as Franklin hammered into her and held her
tight. I looked at Cheryl, she was rubbing her clit furiously while watching
Franklin change Sister's mind and attitude.

      I sat back slowly sliding the double cocks into me as I watched wishing
it was me tied up with Franklin busting my pussy open. I have no idea how long
it was before Franklin finally pulled out of Sister as I sat there watching not
wanting to miss the action. I was amazed at how huge and red the knot at the
base of his equally impressive dick was. When he pulled out he jumped off the
bed and laid down licking himself. Bound by ropes Sister merely knelt there
shaking, her hole was wide open and stuff was dripping out of her. No, dripping
isn't an accurate description -- it was running out of her.

      I felt as nasty as I'd ever felt in my life. I reached for the huge
double cock and caught some of the juice draining out of Sister on both ends --
I wanted to see if she could take such a big thing when suddenly I no longer
cared whether or not she could I was going to put it in her no matter what! I
brought the big end to her open hole and pushed, I was astonished how she
pushed back as it slid in. I watched the smaller cock aimed at her asshole slid
in. I had no desire to harm her in any way, I only wanted to make her climax
one more time. But as much as I tried, I couldn't make Sister climax again! Oh
she enjoyed the fucking she was getting, but between her tired legs and all the
climaxing Franklin had given her she was just wore out. I felt jealous, she
went to a place of pleasure that I knew I'd never been. Cheryl grabbed my wrist
and stopped me saying, "come on Sister, it's your turn now!" She pulled my hand
back which in turn pulled out the monster double cock from Sister Mary.

      I was in a zombie state, I wanted more! I wanted to watch her climax and
at the same time I wanted to be her. Cheryl untied Sister who very slowly sat
up and first kissed me then Cheryl. She panted, "oh thank you, thank you,
you've no idea what that meant to me, no idea!" Cheryl said ,"OK Sister Mary
Jean, it's your turn, your turn to get taken off of this planet and taken to
'Goo Goo Land!'" I smiled at her as I knelt in position to be tied me up.

      I was tied so well I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything but kneel in
that position as both Cheryl and Sister Mary worked on me. Although I could
attempt to tell you blow by blow (or rather lick by lick as the case was) what
they did, but to be honest I'd only be guessing, all I know for sure is they
kept me right on the verge of a climax for so long, that I'd have killed to
cum! I was literally crazy with desire to orgasm. I know they used different
toys in and on me, and Franklin licked me as I licked both Sister and Cheryl
hoping to please them enough to permit me cum.

      Just as I'd done Sister, they worked the different things on me bringing
me right to the edge of a climax and just as I thought I might slip one by them
would change things around and I'd start to build all over again. By the time
they let Franklin mount me I was beyond sanity! I climaxed and climaxed and
climaxed! It was one never ending mind melting orgasm! Cheryl asked me after
Franklin got off, "if I was finished," I had my eyes closed and replied, "oh, I
loved it so much, could we do it a little more?"

      Cheryl said, "I have an idea, why don't I tie you both up side by side,
and work you both over?" By this time Sister Mary Margaret was nice and hot all
over again and she was game. You know I was, it took a few minutes and Sister
and I were both kneeling side by side. Cheryl started working us both -- she
was good, DAMN GOOD!

      It wasn't long before we were both was begging for release. Cheryl said
"I've got a surprise for you two girls, first I have to hide your habits and
then you'll literally be in for the fucking of your lives!" Something in me
snapped, sudden I was no longer turned on. Suddenly I was sacred, and so was
Sister Mary Margaret. I pulled and tossed trying to break free of the ropes
that bound both Sister and I.

      I heard Cheryl dial the telephone and say, "OK, Patrick, I have them
ready, hurry up before they break free!" I panicked, I was pulling so hard at
the ropes I was hurting my knees, wrists, and ankles. Sister looked at me with
the panic ridden eyes asking "what's she going to do, who's Patrick?" I started
to cry. I realized I'd fallen into another blackmail scheme, only this time I'd
gotten Sister Mary Margaret trapped too. We begged and pleaded with Cheryl to
let us go!

      She said, "look Sisters, I know what I'm doing, you'll be thanking me
after we finish here tonight, right now the boys only know I have two very hot
kinky girls that want to fuck over and over. They have no idea who you are, and
they won't ever! That's why I hid your habits. Now if you girls blow this for
me, I'll let them know who they're gang-banging! Now I don't want to hear
another word, not one, don't say another word unless it's to climax."

      From where we were on the bed I turned my head where I could see Cheryl
setting up a video camera in the living room. There was a light tap on the
door, Cheryl opened the door. Pat (Harry's younger brother) walked in, followed
by five or six other guys. Not wanting to see who was with him, I closed my
eyes. I turned my head towards Sister Mary Margaret telling her, "it's Harry's
brother, and he has friends." I heard Cheryl say, "remember what our deal is
boy, no one looks at their face's and I keep the tapes and pictures.

      You can fuck their cunts and assholes as long as you want and as many
times as you want, but you have to be out of here before nine o'clock. Oh yeah,
you can also eat them." One boy said about, "having his cock sucked after he'd
fucked one of us?" Cheryl told them that that was her job, and then asked if
they all agreed to her terms? "If not, you can leave now and never get any more
ass from me." They all quickly agreed and then stripped out of their clothes.
Cheryl walked back to the bed and put something over our heads saying "don't
worry kids when you leave you'll understand, for right now just enjoy."

      'ENJOY,' was she crazy? Enjoy being blackmailed again! Enjoy five young
men whom we didn't even know fucking us silly without our consent! I felt hands
touching me. I'd been dripping wet before Cheryl had announced her little
surprise. And because of that and the fuckin' Franklin had given me I was still
sloppy wet. The boys were talking and touching us. I felt fingers working in my
holes and in my ass. Probing them. I felt someone kneeling behind me and knew
what was coming. I felt it! The head touched my asshole and he pushed in, I
felt someone crawling beneath me then the unmistakable feeling of a tongue
touching my clit. I was frightened yet suddenly excited. My asshole was
stuffed!

      The attention on my clit and finger's working in my cunt made me snap,
all of a sudden I was no longer frightened. I was instant horny -- no, not just
horny, I was an instant flame! I pushed back against the cock sliding in me and
shut my eyes tightly as I lingered in the pleasure from the tongue and fingers.
I didn't make a sound. I didn't want Sister Mary Margaret to know I'd become
lost in my lust again. Then I heard her. My eyes opened and I moaned as she
did. I heard her say, "oh gawd, you're so big, so big, oh fuck me baby, fuck
the shit out of me!"

      I just laid there moaning. I moaned and moaned as I felt the guy fucking
me empty his sperm in my womb.

      As he pulled from me I moaned I feeling a fat cock push against the
fingers in my cunt causing the fingers to retreat. I moaned as the tongue
reached out and licked at my clit while the guy fucked me. I moaned as I felt
his cock swell up and pulsate in me filling me with more cum.

      I became lost in my own climax as I started to convulse and shake as I
climaxed hard. I was getting two feeling at once, my clit and pussy.

      Both alone were fantastic, yet together nothing felt like it. When he
pulled out I started begging "More, more. Give me more!"

      I felt another cock slide in. he was nice and slow, he'd shove it deep
inside before pulling it all the way out. I could hear my cunt make a smacking
sound as it pulled free, then he'd slide it all the way back inside.