Then he withdrew, sliding his prickshaft back down the tunnel between her two tightly-pressed tits and fucked forward again. This time, his cockhead popped into Mother Mary's waiting mouth, and she sucked on it, flicking her tongue across the underside of his sensitive cockhead.
"Uuuuunugh! Fucking holy shit!" he roared.
She released his cockhead and he drew his prick back through the soft but firm enclosure of her tit-meat and then up toward her mouth again. He fucked her tits like that a dozen times before he felt that he could hold back no longer.
Mother Mary, well practiced in the ways of fucking and sucking, recognized that he was on the verge of shooting his cum-load. So the next time he fucked forward and his cockhead rammed between her lips, she held it there firmly, sucking and licking hard as she reached down and squeezed his balls.
"God damn! Holy Mother of God! Shit, fuckin' Christ!" he screamed, and he shot off immediately, a forceful spray of jizz hitting the back of the Mother Superior's throat.
Two more wads of cum followed the first, and the woman was luxuriating in the mouthful of jizz she was getting.
When be was through coming, the priest unceremoniously flopped down close to the sleeping Sister Angela. He was dazed beyond any kind of rational thought or speech.
Mother Mary looked down lovingly at the beautiful nun and handsome priest. She had not yet climaxed, but when the two awoke, she intended to have Sister Angela suck out her cunt while Father Cassidy fucked her up the ass.
She jacked off a half dozen times before she was able to put her plan into action.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Mary Bowers stood by the road, an overnight case in her hand, her tight jeans and tee shirt clinging to her curvy lithe body.
"I'll show those fucking hypocrites," she muttered as the hot afternoon sun beat down on her.
After she had reported to the Mother Superior that she had seen Sister Angela fucking Tony in the gardening shed, she had expected justice to be done. She had expected the whorish nun to be punished and, if not, kicked out of the order, at least divested of all her teaching duties and sent away from the school. But instead, the Mother Superior had taken Mary aside the next day and said that the matter would be handled privately between Sister Angela and herself. And then, the woman had grabbed her by the shoulders, looked her straight in the eye, and said: "I have my doubts about your story, young lady. And you are not to breathe a word of it to anybody. Is that clear?" She had shaken Mary roughly for emphasis. "If you do, you will be expelled immediately."
Mary had walked away fuming. The whole place seemed to be filled with sluttish, hypocritical nuns. She had had no choice, she had to run away. She certainly didn't intend to go home and be treated like shit by her mother and fucked senseless by her stepfather.
So she had quickly packed some clothes and sneaked out of the convent. Now, as she looked up the road, she saw a column of dust rise from over the hill. Soon, a truck appeared, and as she squinted her eyes, she could see that two young men were sitting up front. She smiled seductively, thrust her hip out and stuck out her thumb.
The truck ground to a halt. Mary noted with pleasure that the driver was a good-looking guy in his early twenties with longish sandy hair and bright blue eyes. His passenger, about the same age, had curly dark hair and a dazzling smile.
"Hi doll," the dark-haired boy said. "How far ya headed?"
"To the highway at least," she answered, smiling up at him. "Then south, to Hampton."
"Hey, today is your lucky day, 'cause we're heading in exactly the same direction. If you don't mind sitting in back." He gestured toward the covered camper behind him. "Hop aboard."
"No, I don't mind."
The dark-haired boy opened his door and helped her up, letting his hand linger on her warm flesh.
"You're a real fox, baby," the blond driver said. He leaned over and swatted her playfully on the ass. "A pleasure having you as a passenger."
Mary smiled broadly at him. She liked being appreciated.
The dark-haired boy led her through the boot of the truck, and she gasped when she saw that two other young men were sitting in side the camper. The air was heavy with smoke and the young men looked rough around the edges.
Suddenly, she felt the truck jerk forward, and she fell in the midst of the group, her little overnight case hitting the floor and springing open. Her frilly panties and bra spilled out, and the boys began to chuckle.
"Mmmmmmmn, you were right to stop for this sweet little cunt," one of them said, openly leering at her.
As Mary looked around, she saw they were all leering at her, and she suddenly grew frightened.
"I-I… I've changed my mind," she said nervously, trying to regain her balance. "I-I think I'll walk back to the convent. Stop and let me out, please."
"The convent! That's a hot one!" the red-haired kid in the corner whooped. "I'll bet she's cherry!"
Now Mary was really scared. She scrambled to her feet and turned back toward the cab, but the truck turned off the road at that moment, bumping out over an empty field.
Mary was thrown forward once again. But this time, one of the boys leaped on her immediately, turning her over, pulling her sandals off, and unzipped her jeans.
"No! Stop it!" she shouted.
The redhead came forward and held down her flailing arms. "You can shout as loud as you want, honey, but no one's going to hear you."
She closed her eyes as she felt her jeans being pulled down her legs. "Please don't!" she whimpered.
They all crowded around her now. The boy holding her arms down let go of them momentarily and reached forward, scooping up the hem of her tee-shirt and peeling it off over her head and arms.
She lay there, wriggling naked on the floor of the camper, her firm, round tits jiggling erotically on her chest.
The raspjng sound of a zipper made her open her eyes just in time to see the handsome, dark-haired boy push his pants down and step out of them.
"This cunt's mine," he said. "It's my turn to fuck first." His big prick loomed in front of him, half erect.
The others nodded agreement, and Mary scrambled back on her hands and feet, skimming her ass cheeks along the floor.
"N-n-nooooooo!" she groaned, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. She was terribly frightened, worried that they might kill her. But at the same time, she could feel her cunt beginning to twitch and her fuck juices lubing her pussy tunnel.
It was a fantasy of hers come true. She had often lain awake in bed in the dormitory, jacking off as she imagined being raped by a motorcycle gang or a battalion of soldiers… or handsome young hoods.
And now it was happening! They were going to fuck her hard and long, and there was nothing she could do about it!
She shuddered as she felt the dark-haired boy cup her cunt mound in his hand, then fuck his finger into her pussy slot.
"Shiiiiiit man! She's a slut!" he said, turning to his friends. "Her cunt's all nice and hot and juicy. She wants to get fucked!"
"No. Stop!" She tried to get up, but he knocked her flat with his fist. "Oooooooh!" She sprawled back on the floor, her head hitting hard, her mind going fuzzy.
She could feel her tits being fondled and tweaked, could bear murmuring around her. And then she felt the kid's weight being lowered over her body.
His prick was fully erect now, pressed between their bellies, throbbing hotly. He pressed his face to one of her full, supple tits and began to lap his tongue over its smooth surface.
"Ooooooh!" Mary moaned, still so dazed she forgot to protest. She writhed with pleasure, letting her instincts take over.
"Nice tits," the boy grunted as he lifted his head and smirked at his friends. "Nice fuckin' tits!"