Chapter 11
Father John and Mary kept in constant touch with Father David and his Mother Superior. There was still much for the two of them to learn about convents, especially in the matter of making them pay not just enough to break even, but to show a nice profit as David's convent did.
Because David had more whorehouse business than his nuns could handle, he referred many customers to Father John. The two were often invited to parties at David's convent, where they met men of money and influence who were thrilled to learn that there was another such convent to which they could go in London.
Within six months of opening the convent, Father John had nine young nuns beautifully trained as whores for both men and women customers, and there were an additional six still under training on the ground floor.
Mary proved excellent in her role of Mother Superior as she broke the novitiates in gradually. A recruit would learn first that there was nothing wrong with nuns having a little fun. Also, they were taught that the body was a glorious thing to be enjoyed and admired rather than hidden at all times.
She held exercise classes during which she and all the participating trainees were entirely naked. Putting the girls through their paces with vigorous exercises, Mary ensured that they displayed their bodies to each other in the most provocative manner. As they did, she would make a point of spotting which girls seemed most aroused and interested in admiring other bodies as well as displaying their own.
Sister Jean was perhaps typical of the novitiates. When she arrived at the convent, she was a frightened, shy girl of seventeen who had been pushed into the life of a nun by her mother.
Sensing that the girl had great potential, Mary played her cards with great care, making a point of helping the girl over her nervousness and discovering that Jean had not wanted to be a nun at all.
The first time Jean was obliged to strip naked and do her exercises with the other naked girls, she cried, but Mary, also naked, held and comforted the girl, and in so doing, was able to win her trust and her confidence.
From time to time, she would summon Jean to her room for long chats. She did this with all the novitiates, and used the private meetings to find out how well the girl in question was proceeding. She would drop little hints about ways in which the joys of the flesh could be enjoyed, and wait for the girl to pick them up so that she could lead her on a little farther.
Mary was amazed at how quickly Jean, so shy a girl, began to show signs of being responsive to her approaches. With some of the girls, she used four or five private meetings before she showed her hand and lured the girl into bed to have her pussy played with and sucked, but when she called Jean in for the second time, she was confident that the girl would be hers that very evening. That was the necessary first step before a girl was turned over to Father John to have her cherry removed under the assault of his cherry plucker which was always ready, willing and able to plow a path through any virgin cunt.
Mary bathed and perfumed her body carefully in advance, and when she admitted Jean to her private suite, she wore the brief, transparent silk habit through which her body showed so excitingly.
Jean gaped, eyes wide with surprise, at the sight of more mature woman.
"Heavens, dear," Mary said with a winning smile, "there is no need to look so shocked. Surely a nun is entitled to be comfortable when she is alone in her chamber."
"But ... but Reverend Mother," the girl stammered, "that habit makes your body look even more exciting than when you are bare naked."
"Then you admit that you find my naked body exciting, Jean?" she asked with a wide smile.
"I ... I ... yes, Mother, I must confess that I entertain sinful feelings and thoughts at the sight of a naked body, especially yours."
"That is as it should be, my dear," Mary told her as she slipped an arm around her waist and drew her down beside her on the bed.
"But surely that is sinful?" the girl asked with a frown of puzzlement.
"You have much to learn, dear, about what is sin and what is not. The church teaches many things which it does not believe in order that its members will remain in ignorance and fear."
"But Mother, surely you jest. If you feel this way, then surely you would not be a nun."
"On the contrary, Jean, nuns and priests enjoy life more than any others because we know that such things as sin are a pack of lies we use to keep others in subjection."
Given that opening, Jean moved in to ask questions about life and faith and the church. Each time she did, Mary gave an answer which brought the girl one step farther along the path down which she was determined to lead her.
It was not long at all before the girl had reached the stage where she was eating up everything the woman told her and asking for more.
Pausing in the conversation then go to her closet, Mary produced a short, silk habit for the girl and told her to undress and put it on. Jean did not resist at all, and as she stripped, the older nun licked her lips in anticipation of rolling in bed with the girl, then turning her over to Father John for the opening of her little cunt with his long, delightful prick.
While Jean undressed, Mary went to her bureau and took a book out of the drawer. It was one Father John had given her to be used in the seduction of the innocent novitiates, and contained erotic stories as well as illustrations which were calculated to arouse her young charges.
Bringing the briefly garbed young nun back to the wide bed with her, Mary opened the book and began reading marked passages to her and showing her appropriate illustrations.
"And books such as this and the things they portray in words and pictures are not sinful?" she asked in amazement.
"Far from it, dear," Mary assured her patting a smooth bare thigh as she did. "After all, it was Father John who gave me this book and many others like it."
"But surely it would embarrass you to have a man know that you are excited by such things."
"Why should it? At the time, we were both bare naked in bed and he had just finished sucking at my cunt until I exploded with ecstasy."
"Mother," the girl gasped, "can such things really be true? A priest and a nun?"
"Why do you think there are nuns, my dear?" she spoke with a smile as her hand moved farther up the girl's thigh for another, more exciting feel.
Sensing that the girl was more than ready then, there was a stepping up of the pace as Mary prepared to close in for the delicious kill.
From that point, she concentrated on showing Jean only pictures of nude women together, writhing in the act of hot love. They portrayed the kissing and sucking of tits, bums and cunts, and each showed a look of ecstasy on the face of one or both of the women.
While they continued to look through the book, fingers touching as they examined various illustrations, Mary became confident that Jean was not going to resist at all, that, rather, unless she soon made the big step, the girl would herself take the initiative.
Putting the book aside, the mother superior swept the trembling girl into her arms and they kissed with a passion that knew no bounds. Throughout their kiss, their scantily clad bodies rubbed and pressed together, causing the younger one to sigh with such feeling that it was much like crying.
"You do want to learn all about life, don't you, dear?" Mary asked in a whisper.
"Oh yes, Mother, please show me. I feel like a child who wants something without knowing what it is. Please help me."
It was a pathetic cry and Mary was quick to respond to it since it was the goal she had set for herself. Throwing off her brief habit, she caught the younger woman's garment and pulled it over her head. Naked then, they came together in another passionate embrace.
"Oh Mother," Jean cried out weakly, "what are you doing? Oh, it feels so exciting."
"I am sucking one of your beautiful little titties, you sweet darling," Mary replied, taking her mouth off the firm little silken cone. "Shall I do it some more?"
"Yes ... yes ... yes ..." the trembling girl cried as she pushed the firm tit back into the mouth of the mother superior.
But Mary did more than just suck her little boob. At the same time, her hands were bury on the warm, silken body, rubbing, patting, urging the aroused girl to new heights of flaming lust.
Mary was delighted when she felt Jean begin to use her hands to explore her hot body. It was not long before Jean stopped rubbing and, moving up on the bed, opened her mouth wide to claim one of Mary's much bigger tits. She sucked greedily, as though it were something she had done often in the past, yet Mary knew that was not the case. Rather, the girl was learning quickly and so well that there could be no doubt that she would quickly be directed into becoming a truly excellent whore.
After only a little more time, Mary fell on the girl and, drawing her thighs wide apart, pressed her mouth to the soft pink lips of the virginal cunt and began sucking her off.
To her great surprise and delight, Mary felt the girl pulling at her body and forcing her warm face into her crotch. It was only seconds before Jean was sucking her cunt with the skill of a seasoned veteran.
For Mary, there was always an exciting thrill at the moment she achieved the seduction of a trembling young virgin, but this time it was even greater than usual. Her joy knew no bounds as she rubbed her crotch against the pretty young face and felt the girl's lips and tongue responding in a way which drive her out of her mind.
Jean was first to come, but she proved herself a true player by continuing to suck Mary's quiff even while she was coming. As a result, Mary was less than a minute behind the girl in reaching her climax.
"That was your first lesson in life," Mary told her a little later when they were both able to breathe normally. "Did you enjoy it?"
"More than anything I have ever experienced," the breathless girl told her. "Can it be that such joy is possible without sin?"
"Sin, you sweet thing," Mary told her with a smile, "is what we use to keep fools in line. If there is any sin at all, then it is the act of denying pleasure. Do not take my word for it, ask Father John. He will be here with us in a few minutes and the three of us will have a wonderful time."
"Then should we not hurry and get dressed?" Jean asked with obvious concern.
"Why bother? When he gets here, the first thing he is going to do is get undressed. When he does, my darling, you are going to see the most beautiful, long prick that has ever delighted my eyes and my cunt. Prepare yourself for that moment, Jean, it is going to be the high point of your life. One of many high points you will experience as a nun."
Mary had already pulled a bell cord to signal the priest, and it was a very short time before he arrived, using the hidden entrance. He knocked lightly and was told to enter.
As the door opened, Jean huddled closer to Mary as if instinctively seeking protection, but the look of pleasure on the face of the priest as he spotted two nudes told her she had nothing to fear save, perhaps, her own state of embarrassment.
"Ah, bless you, Mother Superior," he said, though he gazed at the girl rather than the woman, "you have provided us with an exquisite rose for our bouquet."
"She is truly beautiful, Father, is she not?"
It seemed so strange to the trembling girl to see the naked nun and the priest referring to each other by such formal titles and without a trace of embarrassment.
"I can see that the young darling is a trifle embarrassed, Mother," the priest said then. "Perhaps it would help if I wore less clothing."
Turning his back to them, he pulled his cassock up over his head and Jean saw that he was naked. Her heart began to pound with excitement.
"Have you never seen a naked male before?" Mary asked as she slipped an arm around the girl.
"No, Mother, not even a baby. I know not what man looks like."
"What a thrill this will be for you, darling. Turn now, Father and let this delightful child see her very first cock."
The priest turned, his cock stiff and upstanding. Mary felt the girl tremble in her arms and saw her eyes go wide at the sight of the gloriously long cunt opener as it swayed in a gesture of pride, a pride that was, she told herself, well and truly justified.
John walked slowly to the bed, then stood with his legs apart so that the girl could admire his big, hairy balls as well.
"Does my cock please you, Sister Jean?" he asked with a warm smile as he stared down at her lovely titties heaving in excitement.
"Oh, Father, it truly does. It fills me with a very great excitement which causes me to tremble."
"As it should be, my dear. A good cock, well used, can cause many delightful sensations in the body of a woman. Is that not so, Mother?"
"It truly can and does, Jean. Each time he fills my cunt with that magnificent bone, I tremble like a child. Often when I'm supervising prayers and wear so intense an expression, it is because I am thinking of this long, hard cock and hoping that I will soon again feel it pushing up into my aching cunt."
With a hand behind the priest's arse, Mary pulled him closer and guided the girl through an examination of this cock which involved fondling it, feeling the velvet texture of the swollen head, and moving the sheath of skin back and forth over the hard shaft.
At one point, Mary introduced the entire head of it into her mouth and sucked it a little. While Jean followed suit, Mary told her about the joy of sucking a cock until a nice drink of warm cream was provided.
The girl did not know about sucking cocks, nor that a cock could shoot cream. It was all fascinating to her and very exciting.
Getting onto the bed then, the priest began to fondle the young nun, kissing and sucking her tits, turning her over to kiss and lick the cheeks of her arse and the deep crack, then turning her again to stare hungrily at her little pink cunt, nicely wet and warm from having been sucked so shortly before.
And then it was being kissed and sucked again. While the priest lapped her, Mary told her of the glories of fucking and how a woman had not truly lived until a stout prick opened her cunt to allow life in, and to provide the supreme joy.
Instead of sucking until the girl went off, the priest brought her close to the edge, then raised his wet face from her crotch.
"The little angel is a font of fresh dew and sweet honey, Mary," he said in a reverent tone. "You must have sucked her well."
"Oh she did, Father, and so did you."
"Thank you my dear. But now I shall show you that I also fuck very well."
On the verge of sobbing, Jean protested that it was not possible for such a thing to fit into a little cunt without tearing it and causing great pain.
"Then watch me, darling," Mary said as she hurried off the bed and bent over with her hands resting on the edge of the bureau.
Moments later, Jean was hunched under the nun, looking right up into her wide open crotch she watched the priest stand close behind the arched arse of the nun, then saw the big cock coming into the waiting crotch.
It probed for a few seconds, then with one push, it was inside. Seemingly in no time, the entire length of his cock was buried inside Mary's cunt.
"Oh what joy, Father," Mary cried out. "Leave it in me for a minute and give me a few strokes."
Pausing with his tool anchored well up into the nun's belly, the priest laughed and playfully slapped her arse a few times.
"Strokes like this mother?" he asked as he slapped again.
"Anything, Father, as long as I feel that prick inside my burning hot cunt."
He stopped lapping then, gripped her hips and gave her a dozen long, slowly spaced strokes of cock up her slit then pulled it out.
His cock fresh with the woman's cunt juice swayed as he turned then and brought Jean to the bed. Joining them there, Mary eased Jean down onto the bed and showed her how to open her legs to offer her cunt to a man.
"Your cunt is wet," she told the girl, "and so is that lovely long cock. It will go in easily and make you feel wonderful."
And then came the moment when the priest moved between her legs and began probing her young crotch with his prick. It found her slit quickly and easily, then she felt her sensitive lips being parted, the entrance to her pussy being stretched by the big head. Her virginity, a thing she had been taught to prize, was being taken.
In just a short while, she told herself, her cunt would no longer contain a cherry, but would be filled with the hard cock of a man, a priest at that.
When John felt the barrier of the young cherry, he glanced at Mary and she understood. He gave a little push and the girl cried out sharply.
"It's all right, darling," Mary whispered into her ear. "It hurt once, the first time a woman's cunt is opened. After that there is nothing but joy in store."
Father John rammed hard then, Jean cried out loudly in pain, and his cock pushed well up into the young cunt. The priest did not give her time to concentrate on the pain, as he stroked strongly until the full length of his cock was in her stretched slit.
He proceeded then to give her a long, slow fucking which did not bring her to a climax, but did demonstrate to her the wonderful feeling of having a man's cock inside her body.
When he went off strongly, instinct told her to wrap her arms and legs around him and hold on tight.