Chapter 29: Sherry Sets Up June

That night, after lights out, her friend June came to her bed and Sherry wasn't sure what to do. She knew that she should leave because the priest would be waiting for her but, in order not to arouse suspicion; she remained with the other girl. It was quick, but it just whetted Sherry's appetite for Father Murphy's ministrations as she and June made another journey to Lesbos. Then, as her friend was relaxing in the restful aftermath of her orgasm, Sherry asked her to return to her own bed.

Impatiently, the fourteen year old waited until she was sure that June was asleep, then she crept quietly from her bed to go to the gardener's cottage. Her friend was not asleep, frustrated by not being able to remain in her partner's arms as she usually could. She saw Sherry leave and, curious and suspicious, she followed her.

Father Murphy had almost given up on the girl when he heard her fumbling with the catch on the door. Sherry went right to the bedroom where, this afternoon, she'd been made a woman and said, "Didja think I chickened out, Father? I got held up by June. She came to bed with me and ... like ... I couldn't leave 'thout makin' her 'spicious."

"So I guess you're satisfied, then?" the priest said as his lust quickly grew at the sight of the young girl's lush body. "You've had it both ways today, eh?"

"Oh sir. After what yuh showed me today, it didn't do nothin' for me. 'Cept maybe make me want ... you know ... Want you inside me even more." Then, as the brazen, once-fucked adolescent began to take off her brief, flimsy nightgown, she asked, "Do yuh wanta get on me first or do yuh want me to kiss yuh ... like yuh said?"

In her haste, on arriving at the cottage, Sherry had not latched the door and June, following close behind her, had entered the little cottage too. Now she was on her hands and knees by the doorway, peeking around the corner to see her friend and the priest.

The priest opened his robe and lay back on the bed. "This time you can get on top of me, my child. You can sit up and we'll see if you like it that way, too." and, as he spoke, the fourteen year old removed her Shorty nightgown and let him guide her onto the bed.

"You'll have to kiss it, first, Sherry." the priest said as he held her head and guided it down to his groin. "And when it's hard, you can fuck me again."

This time, the young girl bent to her lewd task without hesitation. Her earlier session with June had aroused her libido and the memory of her excitement that afternoon was still fresh in her mind.

Meanwhile, her sixteen year old friend was watching with growing interest. She had never seen a man's penis before and, at first, she had been disappointed at the small, limp fleshtube. Then her eyes widened as her friend took the soft appendage between her lips and she saw it swell and harden to erection.

"Oh, Golly, Father? Yuh sure got a lot bigger. I ain't sure if I can take it tonight? I'm kinda sore from this afternoon." the big-titted girl said as she looked up at the cleric.

Fondling her smooth, wet pussy, the priest guided her astride his hips. "You'll be alright, my child. You were wet when we started. I think your friend got you excited, didn't she?"

"Uh, yeah? I guess so? But it wasn't like when yuh done me, sir. It din't feel near as good." and, gingerly, she allowed the priest to place the bulbous knob between her fat, hairless labia.

Brother John had been out for a walk and, as he passed the gardener's cottage, he saw a faint light in the bedroom. He peered through the window and saw what was happening. The priest was again going after one of the adolescent schoolgirls, he thought, wondering if he'd got this one's cherry. Noticing that the door to the cottage was slightly ajar, he crept quietly in so he could see better what was going on.

In the light from the open door to the bedroom, he saw the fat, kneeling teenager, June. She, like her about to be screwed friend, wore a Shorty nightgown and, positioned on her hands and knees, the gown was up over her waist and her big, bare ass was clearly visible. The monk could see also, outlined under the thin gown, the obese shape of the girl's body. Her big belly sagged and her mammoth breasts hung loosely as she knelt.

"Oh yes, Sherry baby. Ohh yesss." Father Murphy sighed as the youngster slowly settled down on the impaling shaft. "You have such a tight, hot cunt, Sherry. Are you sorry that we did it this afternoon?"

"Aaahhhh ... oohhh Father. Oohhh, I love it." the girl gasped as she felt her tender sheath being expanded again by the hot, hard male organ. "I bet June'd be s'prised if she knew I was gettin' fucked. She's kinda fat, y'know, sir. But I bet she'd like it too."

June's ears perked up as she heard her name mentioned and she got a strange feeling in her belly as she tried to imagine what it must feel like to take that big projection inside. And as she was leaning forward to hear every word, she did not notice that she had been joined by another voyeur.

The kneeling girl gave a soft, stifled cry as the monk's hand closed over her mouth and she clamped her legs together as, at the same time, his other hand cupped her fat vulva.

"Don't make a sound, young lady." she heard a deep whisper. "We'll watch this together."

The full bodied sixteen year old turned her head in frightened surprise and saw the big, young monk kneeling behind her. But she didn't cry out again. If the couple on the bed heard her, she was sure she'd be in trouble. More trouble than she already was. She wondered if the friar was going to report the sinful pair on the bed although, had she reasoned it out, she would have realized the illogic of the thought since the monk was fingering her pussy in a most impious manner.

Brother John felt how wet and slippery the girl was and assumed that her voyeurism was exciting the big, fat girl. It was, but, she was wet also from her session with the girl on the bed. The monk imagined what it would be like to climb aboard her soft-fleshed body and his organ became quickly erect.

"Would you like some of that too, my dear?" he whispered as he rose to his knees behind her upthrust buttocks. The frightened teenager licked her big lips nervously as she looked at the man behind her and then, as the monk extracted his cunt-clasping hand from between her legs, she felt something hot and hard pressing against the back of her thighs.

"Do you like it on your knees?" she heard him ask in a soft voice as he forced the rigid shaft between the soft flesh of her thighs. "Is she your girlfriend? Did she invite you here to see her get fucked?"

June was paralyzed with fear. She didn't want Sherry and the priest to know she was spying on them but neither did she want the monk to take advantage of her situation. She knew that he was intending to try to get it into her like the priest was in Sherry but, even if the fourteen year old had allowed the priest to take her virginity, June was not yet ready to yield hers.

Leaning forward over the girl's kneeling body, the monk reached under her to grasp her huge, soft breasts as his other hand moved past the pendulous flesh of her fat belly to the wetness between her tightly closed legs. He wormed his middle finger into the lightly furred crease of her fat labia and felt the hard bud of her unwillingly erect clitoris.

Even as she was being assaulted in this intimate and unwanted manner, the kneeling teenager was watching with horrified eyes as her buxom friend rode the prone cleric. After her initial cautioning plaint that, "Eeeaassyyy ... aaaahhhh sirrr ... Eeeaasssyyy ... I'm kinda sore..." the mature bodied adolescent had begun to raise and lower her wide hips and now was pumping up and down with unbridled lust.

"Have you seen her get fucked before, June? Does she watch you, too, when you get fucked? Does it turn you on?" the big friar asked as, despite her resistance, he kneed her legs apart.

"Nuh ... nuh ... noooo..." the sixteen year old gasped as she felt the hot shaft slide along her vulval slit and over her pendulous belly-flesh. "L ... l ... let me goooo..." she cried in a strained whisper and then she heard her friend gasping, "Aahhh ... Father! Aaahhh yeesss ... Gonna cum ... cummm..."

Brother John backed off enough to be able to place the bulbous knob of his cock in the greasy slit of the obese girl's fat lipped vulva. He put a hand between her shoulder blades and pushed down, forcing the big teenager to drop her shoulders to the floor.

"I'm gonna scream!" June threatened as she rested her cheek in the crook of her arm. "I'm gonna scream if yuh don't stop." But then, just as she was about to carry out her threat, she was once more shocked by her younger friend.

As he felt the contractions of the adolescent's tight cunt, Father Murphy held her hips and slid her back and forth on his hips until her peak had passed. "Now, my child, I'm going to show you what a man does when he cums." he said as he urged the sated youngster to dismount. "Take it in your mouth again, Sherry." and the compliant juvenile did as she was told.

June gasped with disbelief as she saw her friend open her mouth and, once again, take the thick fleshtube between her lips. Her own loins were churning as the monk fondled her sensitive labia, caressing her with fingers and prick and, for a moment, she yielded to the deliciously hot sensations. His huge shaft was sliding along the snug, wet valley between the soft rolls of labial flesh, rubbing on her erectly projecting clitoris just as Sherry's tongue had a short while earlier.