Chapter 5
"Take off your clothes," Sister Jocelyn ordered, her cheeks throbbing a brilliant red. She slammed the door of her bedroom behind her and locked it, which was strange, since they were the only two people in the entire convent and the downstairs doors to the outside were already locked.
"But, Sister-"
"No more lip!" Sister Jocelyn slapped Sister Grace across the face. "Take off your filthy clothes! Look at 'em-slimy with male filth! Oh, how disgusting! How could you?"
Sister Grace undressed hurriedly, half-tearing off the various layers of her habit.
Sister Jocelyn strode across the room and yanked shut the heavy red curtains of her window. All daylight was shut out, so she switched on the overhead lights.
"How could you take something like that into your mouth?" Sister Jocelyn muttered as she pulled off her veil. "Oh, I could vomit just thinking about it. I'd rather suck on a rattlesnake. And I'd rather swallow rattlesnake venom than the slimy white fluid those filthy male creatures eject." She made a sick face, undressing with a speed that amazed Sister Grace.
"He forced me," Sister Grace said meekly. She was naked except for her panties, and the aroma of her dripping cunt filled the room.
Sister Jocelyn's nostrils flared. "He forced you, huh? Then why are you running like a river between the legs? He might have forced you, but you loved it, didn't you? Don't think I haven't had my eye on you ever since you came to Saint Francis, Sister Mary Grace. Don't think I haven't seen you flirting with every filthy male animal in the school."
She pulled off her habit and Sister Grace was stunned to see that the mother superior was stark naked underneath-no panties, no nothing. All that remained on Sister Jocelyn were her black shoes and her black knee-socks. She stooped to untie her shoes.
"If you don't have those panties off by the time I get off my shoes and socks, I'm going to make you eat these shoes," Sister Jocelyn growled.
Sister Grace pushed down her panties, then leaned over to step out of them. They were almost completely drenched with her cunt-juice. She was slick all the way down to the knees, and she used her already-sopping panties to attempt to mop the juices off her inner thighs. She succeeded in doing little more than smearing her oily fuck-cream.
Sister Jocelyn stood back up, her entire body flushed a rosy color. Out of her shoes she appeared shorter, and out of her clothes she appeared nowhere near as large-boned as she usually did. Still, she was larger than the average woman, with a voluptuous shape and melon-sized tits. Her purple areolas were larger than silver dollars, studded with sexy bumps, and crowned with fingertip-sized nipples.
Sister Jocelyn reached up behind her head with her left hand and jerked on the piece of yarn that was holding the bun of hair up on the back of her head. Her yellow hair dropped heavily, and Sister Grace couldn't believe it. The mother superior's hair fell halfway down the woman's naked back!
"Give me those," Sister Jocelyn said, holding out her arm.
"What?"
"Don't act dumb. Give me those panties."
Sister Grace handed the big woman her drenched panties.
Sister Jocelyn worked the wadded-up panties in her right hand. "Lord, you are a wet one, aren't you?" She shoved the panties to her nose and inhaled. "Oh, my Lord!" Her gray eyes rolled.
Sister Jocelyn began to rub the panties all over her face, coating her skin with a sheen of Sister Grace's pussyjuice. She used the panties as if they were a washcloth, rubbing them down her neck, over her tits and areolas. Her nipples gleamed with Sister Grace's pussyjuice. She thrust the panties into her mouth and sucked on them as if trying to extract the juice. She closed her eyes, her throat bobbing as she swallowed. She spat the panties out and let them fall to the floor where her clothes were heaped.
"Come here," she said.
Sister Grace was so stunned at what was happening that she could hardly move.
"Don't make me repeat myself, Sister Grace, or you shall regret it."
Sister Grace took two steps forward. She stood tit-to-tit with Sister Jocelyn.
"Reach between my legs," Sister Jocelyn said. "But."
"Sister Grace!"
Sister Grace reached down and thrust both her hands against the burning crotch of the mother superior. It was like grabbing a hairy sponge. Sister Jocelyn's hot pussyjuice gushed onto her palms, dripped between her fingers. The big woman's cunt lips were swollen and throbbing.
"Wash with it," Sister Jocelyn said. "Wash the filthy scent of that male beast off yourself."
Sister Grace stared at her, disbelieving.
"Go on, wash. Spread my cuntal ooze on your face and tits. Then lick your hands clean."
"But Sister Jocelyn-"
Sister Jocelyn let go with another flying open hand across Sister Grace's face. Sister Grace staggered, her head spinning, tears flooding her eyes.
"Wash!" Sister Jocelyn shouted. "Wash, damn you!"
Sister Grace lifted her hands and splashed Sister Jocelyn's hot cuntal juices over her stinging cheek. She rubbed the slimy fuck-juice all over her face, holding her breath. Then she rubbed it on her tits, feeling her hard nipples tickle her slick fingers.
"Now lick it off," Sister Jocelyn said. "Wash out your mouth."
Sister Grace didn't wait to be told a second time. She licked and sucked the warm cunt-juice off her hands as if it were melted butter. She no longer held her breath, and the aroma of the woman's cunt flooded her senses. The fuck-juice had a tart flavor.
"All right, my dear, get up on your hands and knees on the bed. Let me see your ass."
Sister Grace obeyed in a stunned state of disbelief.
The bed was firm, as if Sister Jocelyn had two plywood boards under her mattress. Sister Grace knelt right at the edge of the bed, her feet hanging off the mattress. The last time she'd taken this position for anybody had been on the afternoon her father had died. She'd been on her hands and knees like this on a haybale while he'd fucked her doggie-style. She'd come twice while his big cock had slid in and out of her, had come twice before his big uncut cock had spurted into her for the last time in his life.
"Gorgeous ass," Sister Jocelyn muttered. "Too bad you can't get back here and see it. Simply gorgeous." She tickled Sister Grace's asspucker with her fingernail.
The juice began to trickle out of Sister Grace's cunt again. As frightened and stunned as she was, she couldn't help but be excited.
She was naked in the dog-fuck position, and Sister Jocelyn was playing with her ass. A trickle of hot juice bubbled down the inside of her left thigh.
"Lord!" Sister Jocelyn whispered. "Oh, my Lord!" She licked the trickle of cunt-cream off Sister Grace's velvety skin. "Oh, fuck!" Hauling apart Sister Grace's cunt lips with her sharp-clawed fingers, she shoved her nose and lips between them, immediately sucking, slurping, munching.
"Uh!" Sister Grace gasped. "Oh, oh!" She arched her back, turning up her ass. Fuck-thrills screwed through her loins.
Sister Jocelyn's tongue wriggled into her pussy. "Mmmmm, mmm, mmm!" Sister Jocelyn moaned, her tongue twisting, darting, probing.
Sister Grace thought she was going to go crazy. She hadn't been eaten out in years, and she'd never been eaten out like this. No farm-boy had ever used his tongue on her cunt as Sister Jocelyn was using hers now. The mother superior's tongue seemed to be electrified. It slipped in and out of Sister Grace's pussy like a small wet cock, just rough enough to provide the extra friction that made Sister Grace whine.
"Ohhh, God!" Sister Grace gasped. "Oh, Sister! Oh, oh!" Sister Jocelyn sucked on Sister Grace's clit, got her teeth around it and began to file the little pleasure-bud mercilessly with her rough tongue. She bit harder into it and jabbed her tongue at it again and again and again.
Sister Grace felt needles of fire flood her loins. Her cunt tightened, squeezing out juice which Sister Jocelyn greedily slurped up.
"My Lord, so much, so delicious!" Sister Jocelyn whispered. She munched Sister Grace's pussy as if she were going to devour it. Her teeth sliced again and again into the spongy, swollen cuntslabs.
A tremendous throbbing heat surged through Sister Grace's loins. Her hips jerked involuntarily, the itchy pleasure-sensations tightening and exploding inside her.
"Uhhhh!" Sister Grace groaned, an orgasm ripping through her cunt and ass-hole. "Ohhh, Goddddd!" The hot juice began to spray out of her.
Sister Jocelyn gasped, panted. She covered Sister Grace's spasming cunt with her wide-open mouth and sucked, swallowing Sister Grace's spurting cunt-juice.
"Eat it!" Sister Grace whispered, her eyes glazed with pleasure. "Oh, eat it!" She felt the fuck-thrills all over, felt them like lips sucking her nipples and toes, felt them like millions of minuscule tongues licking out her ass-hole.
As her orgasm subsided, Sister Grace fell forward on the bed, too weak to maintain on her hands-and-knees. The hot body of the naked mother superior covered her immediately as Sister Jocelyn crawled up on the bed and fell on her. The big nun's nipples felt like hot pokers jutting into her upper back. Sister Jocelyn bit her neck. Sister Grace could smell her own pussyjuice on Sister Jocelyn's face and lips.
"Juicy little bitch!" Sister Jocelyn muttered. "Shoulda got my hands on you months ago-before that male pig defiled your mouth."
Sister Grace was too weak to move, too weak to care much about what Sister Jocelyn was saying. This was so much like a dream. Sister Grace's mind was whirling. She didn't have the energy to even try to work things out.
"Your turn, dearie," Sister Jocelyn said. "Your turn to eat my juicy pussy."
Sister Grace's mind cleared instantly. What Sister Jocelyn was proposing was unthinkable. Although Sister Grace had sniffed panties, she had never gotten her nose or lips close to another female's cunt. She couldn't imagine doing such a thing, had never had any desire to do such a thing, especially to a woman who was her mother superior! The idea nauseated her.
Sister Jocelyn lifted off her. "Over you go, you naked little darling." The big nun easily flipped Sister Grace face-up.
"Sister Jocelyn, please." Sister Grace held up her hands, warding the big nun off. Sister Jocelyn's hot nipples tickled her palms and she jerked her hands back.
"Feel 'em," Sister Jocelyn said. "Squeeze those knockers. Give 'em a workout. I've found that all my little girls love playing with mama's big tits."
"I-I can't," Sister Grace said.
Sister Jocelyn frowned. "Can't? What do you mean, you can't?"
"I just can't," Sister Grace said. "I just-"
"You could suck on that big smelly male snake, though, couldn't you?"
Sister Jocelyn straddled Sister Grace's chest, letting her hairy cunt and ass settle on Sister Grace's tits. Hot cuntal ooze dribbled down Sister Grace's left areola and Sister Grace could feel a pulsebeat coming from Sister Jocelyn's hot pussy.
Sister Grace turned her head to the side so she wouldn't have to face the red-faced mother superior. The big nun had a lust-flush such as Sister Grace had only seen on the faces of lust-crazy studs.
Sister Jocelyn grabbed both Sister Grace's hands and placed them on her huge tits. "Start playing with 'em, honey, or I swear I'm gonna claw the skin off that pretty face of yours." She grabbed Sister Grace's own tits and began to squeeze them roughly.
Sister Grace had no choice. She began to knead the big spongy tits, feeling all the hot bumps of the big nipples tickling her palms. As she pleasure Sister Jocelyn's tits, she squirmed under the frantic manipulations of the mother superior's juice-slick hands. Her cunt began to contract again, and she knew she was leaking fresh cunt-juice. She dreaded Sister Jocelyn's reaction when the big nun discovered that puddles of cunt-juice had stained her gold bedspread.
"Oh, fantastic!" Sister Jocelyn said. "You have such firm young tits, such hard nipples!" Hot cunt-juice from Sister Jocelyn washed over Sister Grace's tits as the big nun played with them and rubbed her juicy crotch against them. "You like mine too, doncha doll, doncha?"
Sister Grace closed her eyes, feeling the big nun's hot tits all over. She couldn't believe any of this was happening, didn't want to believe any of this was happening. Sister Jocelyn was such a changed person. The mother superior even talked differently, talked like a common street whore now instead of like a dignified woman, a holy nun, a staunch mother superior. Sister Grace didn't want to believe that anybody could change so much. Nor did she want to believe that she herself was feeling up another woman's tits. It wasn't right. It was perverted. She didn't want to do it, but she was getting turned on by it. What was happening?
Sister Jocelyn fell forward, bracing her hands on the bed above Sister Grace's head and dangling her huge hot tits in Sister Grace's face. "Suck 'em!" Sister Jocelyn hissed. "Suck my big tits. Go on, suck 'em!"
Sister Grace turned her face away. She couldn't do it.
"Eat 'em, you little slut!" Sister Jocelyn squashed her right tit against Sister Grace's mouth, rubbed her hot bumpy cherry against Sister Grace's lips. "Come on, gnaw on 'em before I get mad."
Sister Grace gingerly let her tongue slide back and forth over Sister Jocelyn's areolas. The hot cherry-bumps sent thrills through her. She let her lips encircle the big nipple and then began to suck automatically. It was as if her lips and tongue were acting independently of her will.
"That's it, that's it!" Sister Jocelyn moaned. "Now bite it. Chew on it. Drives me crazy."
Biting into Sister Jocelyn's nipple was like biting into dense rubber. Sister Grace chewed, gnawed, was tempted to bite Sister Jocelyn's nipple right off.
"Ohhhh, awwww!" Sister Jocelyn whined, leaking hot cunt-juice on Sister Grace's belly. "Now the other one. Quick!" She shoved her left tit against Sister Grace's mouth.
Sister Grace sucked up the cherry and a mouthful of tit-flesh along with it. Her tongue flapped back and forth. Her teeth sliced into the hot bumps, into the vibrating nipple.
"Ohhhh, Goddddd!" Sister Jocelyn rubbed her wet crotch madly against Sister Grace's belly. "I'm coming, coming!"
Although nothing like the quantity of cunt-juice that sprayed out of Sister Grace's cunt when she spasmed, Sister Jocelyn's pussy-cream bubbled out of her in profusion now and trickled down Sister Grace's velvet-smooth flanks. Sister Grace could feel Sister Jocelyn's cunt throbbing and sucking at her belly-flesh. Sister Jocelyn's cunt was fat and spongy and hairy and sopping-wet.
Sister Jocelyn jerked up, tearing her tit out of Sister Grace's mouth. Grunting with orgasmic spasms, she slid up to sit on Sister Grace's face. She mashed her throbbing, gushing cunt against Sister Grace's mouth, and Sister Grace gagged as the hot, tart pussyjuice ran down her throat.
"Bite it!" Sister Jocelyn gasped. She shoved a mass of hot hairy cuntflesh into Sister Grace's mouth. "Gnaw it, damn you, gnaw!"
She ground her cunt like a fist into Sister Grace's mouth, catching her kinky cunt-hairs in Sister Grace's teeth, humping her spasming loins against Sister Grace's face.
Sister Grace twisted her face, the hot juice running down her cheeks and neck, the tears filling her eyes. She was being smothered by the huge spasming pussy of the mother superior. She chewed Sister Jocelyn's spasming cuntflesh out of self-defense.
"Ohhh, yesss, ohhh, yesssssss!" Sister Jocelyn jabbered, the contractions of her cunt becoming stronger. It was as if Sister Grace's cunt-gnawing was renewing the mother superior's faltering orgasm. "Ohhh, eat it! Ohhhhh, I'm gonna die! I'm dying, ohhhhh, Goddddddd!"
Sister Grace swallowed a mouthful of cunt-juice and a few dozen pussy-hairs before Sister Jocelyn's orgasm had subsided. When Sister Jocelyn crawled off her, she almost laughed with relief. Her ordeal was at last over. She started to sit up.
"Stay right there," Sister Jocelyn snapped, the tone of a sadistic drill-sergeant back in her voice. She crossed the room and pulled some leather straps out of her dresser. She turned back toward Sister Grace, sneering. "We're just beginning, my dear."