Chapter 6
"Lord, what a session that turned out to be," Marie said, tiredly as she and her husband fell onto their bed that evening.
"It sure as hell was," Colin agreed, "and just think, it's only the beginning."
"Poor Clark," she said with a little laugh, "he was so upset about going off between my thighs."
"No wonder he went off. That's a mighty fine pair of thighs you have, woman. You should have seen the look on his face, pure ecstasy while he hung on and humped like a puppy."
"You looked pretty ecstatic yourself when you were riding Betty's beautiful ass. It must have been such a treat to be in that tight little cunt of hers."
"Darling," he said with concern, "You weren't upset or jealous or anything, were you?"
"Lord no, dear and I don't intend to be. All it would take is a little bit of jealousy on anyone's part to spoil this beautiful new relationship. By the way, have you had any time to think about your revenge, or should we just forget about it. After all, he did do us quite a favor."
"He did indeed, but no I don't intend to let the matter drop. As a matter-of-fact, my thoughts are beginning to take form."
"Oh please, dear, tell me."
"Well, how would you like to have a priest groveling at your feet, licking your cunt and arsehole? How would you like to give him a strapping with a leather belt? There's no limit as to what we could force him to submit to. Perhaps you could squat over him and piss in his face. You could even shit on him if you wished. He would be trapped, he'd have to submit to anything."
"Up to the part about shitting on him, it all sounds wonderful. God, what a thrill that could be. Here, Father," she fantasized aloud, "Hold the cheeks of my ass apart and lick my arsehole. When you've done it enough, I'm going to squat over you and piss on your face. I'll make you open your mouth and drink my hot piss, Father."
"I take it you are interested then, darling," Colin said with a grin.
"Interested? For a moment there, I thought I would come. Oh yes, darling, you must set it up. You must."
"You haven't heard the whole thing yet, dear," he told her, a look of excitement on his face.
"Ooh, if there's more, I want to hear about it."
"When I was a kid, I'd sometimes look at a nun in that long, black habit and wonder what she would look like if she pulled her habit up or took it off. If the sun never shines on her body, it must be pure white. When I'd think about it, I'd get so worked up that I'd jerk off. I "promised myself that someday, I'd get to strip a nun bare naked and feel her up."
"Was that all you wanted to do?" Marie asked.
"Well, I didn't know much about sex in those days, that was before I fucked."
"And now the thought is returning, I take it?"
"It sure as hell is. If I could swing it, would you mind?"
"Of course not, darling, especially if I were on hand to watch it all."
"You would be, darling. It would be right here in our house. We could even think about letting the kids in on the fun."
"It sounds wonderful, darling," she told him, "but how in the world could you ever force a nun into it. I can see Father Trudeau submitting for fear of going to jail and having his career destroyed, but I don't see any way of getting a nun."
"I do," Colin told her with a teasing grin.
"You do? Tell me, darling." She had been sleepy when she came to bed, but that passed as sexual arousal flared hotly again.
"Look, when I face Father Trudeau with this, he's going to shit his pants."
"What if he tries to bluff it out? You know, he could just swear it never happened."
"Could he? What was that Betty told you about the mole on his left hip? How could she have seen that if he hadn't been naked?"
"That is true," Marie agreed.
"Damn right. Also, I'm going to tell him we have a doctor's statement that she had intercourse this afternoon and that it had ruptured her hymen."
"Of course, darling. That would have to knock all the fight out of him. Go on."
"Well, I'd let him see the spot he was in, make him know we have the evidence for a rape conviction, then let him stew for a while. After that, I'd hit him with it, hard. I'd tell him he not only must come to our house and submit to punishment, but that he must bring a nun with him to be our sexual plaything."
"But darling, no matter how desperate he may be, could he do it? Could he gain access to a nun? Why should any nun go along with it?"
"Look, as I see it, he's going to be so desperate, that either he'll kill himself, or he'll do what I demand."
"But how, darling? He can't just walk up to a nun and make her do that, surely."
"I don't know how these things work, but I have a hunch it will. Think of the publicity it would be for the church if he were tried and convicted of raping a sixteen-year-old virgin right in church, after he had heard her confession."
"God, imagine it. People would leave the church in droves."
"Right and people who don't go to church don't pay any money to the church. That's where it would really hurt. As I see it, if he had to, he could go to the bishop with his problem."
"But would he dare admit such a thing to the bishop?" Marie wondered.
"It would beat going to jail. They'd hush it up, probably ship him to another parish to get him off the scene."
"And you think the bishop could order a nun to do what you want?"
"That's my hunch."
"But aren't all nuns virgins? I mean, could she remain a nun if she let you fuck her?"
"As I see it, I don't believe all those stories you hear about sex in convents, but I'll bet there is a lot of it. You'll never make me believe that there isn't some cunt lapping and some fucking going on. I think a bishop could come up with a nun if he were up against the wall."
"Oh darling, how imaginative you are. If anyone else ever tried such a thing, I say it wouldn't work. Hearing it the way you put it, I really believe you can pull it off."
"That's my baby, darling. Speaking of pulling things off, look what happened to old John Henry," he told her, turning over to show a stiff erection.
"How yummy. Do you really want me to pull you off? I would of course, but it would seem like a waste of a beautiful hard-on."
"I'm with you. Let's just play a while and see what happens."
"What a lovely idea," Marie sighed as her hand closed around the shaft of his stiff tool while his hands went around her to find her smooth buttocks.
They allowed the pace of their playing to grow gradually until both were writhing with desire just as fierce as it had been earlier, with the children.
"Oh darling," Marie sighed, "I'm so ready for it. Anyway you want it, lover. Are you ready too?"
"I sure am, angel. How about a ass shot? It's been a long time since I've stretched your pretty little ass-hole."
"You will grease me, won't you, darling?"
"Of course," he told her as he pushed a long finger up the tight hole between her buttocks. "It's going to seem strange, ass fucking you with your ass cheeks so cool," he added.
"That's just what I was thinking," she said with a little giggle. "Still, if you did spank me, we'd wake the kids and they'd keep us up half the night."
"I'm afraid you're right, Marie. As much as I'd love to warm your ass, we'd better skip it this time. I'll go get the Vaseline."
Marie watched as he hurried out of bed and went to the bathroom. He was gone a bit longer than she expected and when he returned with the jar he was grinning.
"What have you been up to?" she asked with a grin of her own.
"I peeped into Betty's room. The horny little minx is lying nude on her bed and sleeping with a hand in her crotch."
"How sweet. Perhaps the little dear is enjoying nice dreams about your spanking hand and your lovely big cock."
"I hope so," Colin said as he opened the jar of lubricant and greased the head of his member. While he did, Marie got up and knelt on all fours on the bed, her heavy breasts swaying as she wriggled her bottom.
She sighed when his finger went to her anus to apply a bit more lubricant, knowing he would get in easily, stretching her without hurting. It had been a long time since he had buggered her and she sensed she was going to enjoy it more than usually when he gave it to her.
"Want a come first?" he asked as he knelt close behind her arched behind.
"Perhaps when you're in me, darling. Your magic finger should be just the thing for me."
"Here we go then," he whispered as he guided the head of his prick between her buttocks, touched her pink anal ring and teased her by leaving it there for more than a minute.
"Oh, you teasing devil," she groaned and in response, he jabbed quickly and pushed the head of his tool inside.
"Oh God," she panted, "you gave it to me so fast, like a dog, the way you jabbed it into me."
"Has a dog ever jabbed his cock up your butt?"
"No, but I've watched them fucking. I love watching the way a dog shoots cock up a bitch's cunt."
"I'll be your dog now, darling," he told her as he fed her more of his shaft. "Take it, you sweet bitch."
Forgetting his promise to finger her clit, he felt her bottom against his belly as he buried his bone to the hilt, then he was riding her roughly, giving it to her the way a dog would, a very big dog.
While he rode her behind, thoughts began to form in his mind, thoughts about a big dog, an Alsatian or a great Dane, a dog trained to fuck and perhaps, to ass fuck males as well as females.
He gave her behind a magnificently rough ride, then, stimulated by his thoughts as well as the act he was performing, he went off with surprising strength as he ground against her naked behind.
Later, remembering that she had not climaxed, he worked a hand into her crotch, found her clitoris and quickly went to work on it. He had been fingering it for just a few minutes when she climaxed. After that, they were both ready for sleep, at last.