Chapter 21: Sister Lisa's Surrender

The nun observing young Bonnie's defloration just as she'd watched Nancy being broken in yesterday was a relatively recent addition to the convent. Actually Ursula, the Mother Superior had known her at the convent where Lisa had been a Novice and because the young nun had such a delightful personality, Ursula had asked that she be transferred.

The young nun had not only a delightful personality but also a most appealing appearance. She was only an inch or so over five feet in height but her physical assets were most favourably arranged.

Sister Lisa had large, brown eyes, a small, full-lipped rosebud mouth, two perfectly round, firm breasts the size of honeydew melons, a narrow waist that flared out nicely to womanly hips, a deep, well-rounded ass and shapely, if somewhat heavy legs.

Although her personality and her piety made her a natural to be a nun there was one major problem. The young nun had an overactive libido. An older nun had shown her how her sexual urges could be controlled by helping others ... in bed. She was just beginning to show carefully selected schoolgirls how they could retain their purity until marriage or, if they chose a cloistered life, to retain it forever but continue to educate other good Catholics about God and sex.

Now she'd discovered that every nun did not abstain completely from sex with men. She'd surreptitiously observed that Mother Ursula and Sister Susan were both spending time alone with Father Murphy and she had no doubt about what happened when they were alone together. She seen the two nuns afterwards and their gait, their heavy-lidded eyes and their seeming languor made her certain that they were fucking.

Brother John gave a grunt of satisfaction as he pumped the last of his sperm into the buxom fifteen year old underneath his heavy body and then he rolled off. He saw Sister Lisa in the doorway as her eyes widened in lustful amazement at the size of the male organ that the young girl had just taken. Putting her hand to her mouth she turned and ran.

Brother John wasn't worried that Sister Lisa would report him but he saw this as an opportunity to get into her delightfully compact body. He went from the bed to the shower and after he put on his robe he sent the two schoolgirls back to their dormitory.

Sister Lisa had also showered as soon as she returned to her room. She was severely disturbed by what she'd seen and the disturbance was not as much from seeing the irrefutable evidence of young Bonny's defloration, the bloodstained sheet beneath her, as it was her own burgeoning lust, her sinful desire to be ... and she could not find another word for it ... fucked.

The monk went to the young nun's modest little room and knocked. There was no answer but he was sure she was there so he knocked again, but louder. It was on the third knock that Lisa decided she had to answer before he awakened others and they'd want to know what was going on. She slid open the little peephole.

"Go away!" Lisa said in a firm whisper. "Haven't you sinned enough for one night?"

"Meet me at the gardener's cottage Sister," John whispered in an equally firm tone. "If you're not there in ten minutes I'll be back and we can discuss what you saw right here."

The virginal but tormented nun pulled on her robe and knotted the sash tightly around her waist. It would not take long for her to put the arrogant and sinful monk in his place.

"Well Sister, did it make you horny?"

"Please Brother John ... I'm sorry I saw you but don't you feel at all guilty for debauching that innocent, young girl?"

"No more than you do for the debauchment you carried out, I'm sure. Did you ever think that maybe by starting them out as you do you're making them more vulnerable to a man's cock? The two girls I was with tonight were both completely ready to be fucked. Are you ready too, Sister?"

"NO! You're evil! You're an evil man!"

The monk was seated on the rumpled bed where he'd just devirginated the buxom teen, Bonny and Sister Lisa was standing nervously by the bed only an arm's length away from him. As she spoke her gaze was fixed on the bloodstained sheet and the sight caused her to remember her glimpse at the weapon that caused it. Her gaze flicked to the man's groin and she saw an unmistakable bulge in his heavy robe. How was she going to escape?

Like a pouncing leopard the man reached out and grabbed the nun's arm and hauled her onto his lap. As she was on the way down across his thighs he deftly unfastened the sash and her robe came open so that she was lying with her bare belly on the coarse fabric of his robe.

"NO! NO! Let me up!" she demanded but even through the heavy robe she could feel the large, hard bulge of his organ.

The young woman was not much more than one hundred pounds and the big man easily flipped her onto the bed on her back, her unfastened robe flying open to bare her most intimate regions to his lustful gaze. Then with a total lack of ceremony the monk was on her, holding her both wrists with one hand and prying her shapely legs apart with a combination of hand and shoulder.

"NO! ARRRGHH!! NOOO!" the woman cried out in a loud whisper, afraid that if she called louder someone would hear them. Her hips rolled down and inward as she tried to pull back from the man's face but she couldn't escape and she felt his hot, wet mouth slathering over her virgin pussy.

The nun's desire to avoid detection may have been from fear of embarrassment or it may have been a sub-conscious desire to yield to the man's venereal intent. And his was not the first mouth to taste her virgin pussy although it was the first male mouth to be there.

After her initial struggle she ceased to try to twist away although she remained stiff and tense. John was encouraged to find that her clean shaven pussy was already wet and slippery with the lubricating juices that come from sexual arousal. Was it from her earlier view of Bonny being fucked or had his own assault triggered an unwilled response? If either of those acts aroused her, he thought, she'd be a hot fuck.

Taking advantage of her momentary relaxation the randy monk stabbed his agile tongue deep into the young nun's now wide open cuntal mound. Suddenly, Lisa's whole body convulsed and began to shiver and shake as the invading tongue touched nerve endings deep inside her, nerve endings that her inexperienced juvenile partners had never reached, that had never been awakened before this. She felt the walls of her cunt oozing fluid as the hot tongue worked its way deeper into the unplumbed depths.

Before she knew what was happening, her mind seemed to shut down, and her primal body took control. The muscles at the opening of her now slobbering twat clamped down hard on the tongue buried in her depths trying to keep it deep inside her. Other muscles further inside writhed and flexed with instinctive hunger for the as yet unknown penetration. In reflex, she spread her legs outside the man's shoulders and raised them, tilting her pelvis and making her body even more defenseless to whatever her assailant might want.

John knew then that his success was guaranteed and he pulled his tongue from her depths and then moved his lips to her bulging clitoris. Sister Lisa knew the pleasures that a tongue produced when applied to her cum-trigger and when he released his hold on her wrists her hands went to his head but not to push it away. She held him closer as her hips rocked and she mashed her cuntflesh against his lips and tongue.

Sister Lisa was now just a bundle of jangled nerves and senses. Her body had betrayed her, her mind had deserted thoughts of chastity leaving the primal animal to bear the brunt of the sexual awakenings that were now exploding across every corner of her uninitiated, virgin, body. Then everything exploded inside her. Her cunt spasmed and bulged and palpitated and sucked and exploded into a million sensations. Her body shook as it was swamped with her first orgasm induced by a man's tongue.

It was a few minutes before the tremors in her body slowly diminished as she came down off the climactic peak, several further mini orgasms causing her body to shiver violently for a few moments after the first initial peak had passed. Her legs fell weakly to either side of the unwanted lover's head letting him catch his breath. She looked around desperately and guiltily, seeing if anybody had seen what had just happened to her.

The monk moved above the young woman as she sprawled on the bed, weak in the aftermath of her momentous orgasm, placing his knees on either side of the beautiful woman's neck, his massive balls laying gently against her moistened chin, his mammoth cock directly over her face, presenting her the lewd view of the pulsating, sperm-filled ridge running beneath it.

Brother John placed both his hands gently down behind her head and lifted it up off the bed, bending her neck up toward him so that her pretty face and soft lipped mouth were poised directly in front of the palpitating head of his penis. He pushed forward slightly, his bottom rolling on the cushion of her firm breasts until the tip of his penis was pressed gently between her slightly open lips. He groaned as he felt the soft surfaces brush tantalizingly against the sensitive skin of the head.

Lisa suddenly seemed to realize what he was attempting, and her eyes cleared of the fogged post-orgasmic daze. She looked up at the big man with wide, pleading eyes.

"Wh ... what are you doing to me?" she moaned plaintively, the fevered touch of his virile cock against her mouth sending lewd electric shocks racing along her spine.

"Suck my cock," the man hissed demandingly down at the beautiful face of the helpless, young nun. "Suck my cock Sister just like you suck little girls' cunts." The unprincipled monk wanted to totally dominate this lovely, young nun and make her his sex slave.

Sister Lisa resisted for a moment but intimidated by the close-up sight of the huge penis she surrendered. John rammed the heavy, blood-filled tip of the thick shaft of flesh forward, crushing through her soft, moist lips into the wet saliva of her mouth. She could feel the spongy bluntness of its head sliding the full length of her tongue and she knew that her situation was hopeless.

Gloating above the nun's cock-filled face the man began to undulate his pelvis, sliding the long hardened cock in and out of her mouth, never quite withdrawing, leaving the hot, swollen head a half an inch inside the warm, wet cavern of her hollowing cheeks. Lisa closed her eyes tightly to block out the horrible sight of the curly pubic hairs growing at the thick base of his cock which rammed mercilessly into her contorted face. She wasn't consciously sucking him but the thick log stretched the lips of her little mouth to maximum and the seal caused her cheeks to puff out and then hollow as he pumped. Saliva filled her mouth and produced wet, slushy sounds as her mouth was fucked.

Brother John looked down with lewd delight at the cock-filled face of the helplessly trapped nun skewered lewdly on the cock in her mouth. He thrilled to the friction of her wide-stretched lips and she coughed and sputtered when the tip of his cock brushed her tonsils on the instroke, watching at her tender lips clasped tighter and tighter around it and her mouth slowly ovalled in accustoming acceptance to the fleshy invasion. Tonight he would not make her swallow it all but that obscene success would soon come.