Oh, you gorgeous stud! she thought, flicking her tongue along the edges of his prickhead, moving down and just barely grazing his tight pleasure-strand.
She felt his prick strain upward, saw his lithe body tense, the veins in his abdomen standing out. She sank her mouth over his cock, swallowing his prickhead, sucking it gently.
The teen sighed, his knees shaking.
You're in my control now, she thought, sinking down on his cock until its head lodged in her throat and she could feel his prickshaft arteries twitching against her upper lip. She burrowed her nose in his bristly groin, inhaling the aroma of sweat and piss and teenaged sex. She licked the underside of his cock, undulated her throat muscles, stimulated his vibrating fuckrod from base to tip.
"Aw, Jesus Christ!" the teen moaned. "Suck it. Oh, fuck!" He gyrated his ass, his slim loins doing the hula.
"And you keep tonguing my shitter, slut!" he growled at Sister Lillian. "I wanna feel your tongue all the way up in my guts. Lick, damn it, lick, you worthless hunka garbage!"
Sister Eve could hear Sister Lillian whimpering, and she imagined the prim young nun munching away at the teen's asshole, and the image satisfied her almost as much as the cock down her own throat. Cooing, growling like a vamp, she began to bob her head on the teen's cock, feeling his swollen cock-veins rippling against her lips, delighting in the responsive throbs bud jerks from the teen's prick. His burning prickhead seared her tonsils and the roof of her mouth. Fucklube rolled down her throat – salty, sappy-tasting, delicious. Her face throbbed, stuffed full of prick. She was tempted to bite the big fucker off and swallow it.
The teen gritted his teeth, placed one hand on Sister Lillian's head behind him and one hand on Sister Eve's head in front of him, wiggled his hips from side to side and back and forth, rolled his brown eyes back until they became slits and only their white's were visible. His prick jumped all over in Sister Eve's mouth as she bobbed her head faster and faster. His big fucker was vibrating, alive. She gripped his brown balls and massaged them, feeling them squirm against each other in their sac like large, skinned grapes. The teen moaned.
"Ohhh, Sister," the teen gasped, his voice pained. "Oh Sister, oh, oh!" His prick flexed up strongly against the roof of Sister Eve's mouth, all of its steel-hard length quivering.
Sister Eve churned her tongue against the youth's pleasure-strand, sucked with all the skill she'd gained from her cock-sucking days in junior high and high school. To think she'd actually believed that by entering the convent, by becoming a nun, she could cure herself of her nymphomania! She must have been out of her mind! This was all she wanted, all she'd ever wanted, cock! Cock, cock, cock! She sucked with a hunger that had grown rabid from years of denial. She sucked as she'd never sucked cock before, wanting to vacuum the guts out of the gasping youth.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" he screamed. "Ohhhh, Christ!" He lifted up and down on his toes frantically as he spurted his fuck-load down her throat. His prick shuddered in her mouth, swelling and pulsating, as hard as bone, and his balls swelled and contracted in her hand. As his fucker fined again and again, his sizzling fuck-load gushed in thick, creamy torrents down her throat.
Sister Eve gurgled, jerking her head, cooing. Keep shooting it, she urged silently. Feed me! Squirt it down my throat! Oh, yes, yes, do it! Mmm! Mmmm! She shimmied her legs together, working her blood-engorged pussylips against each other, feeling absolutely filthy as the pussyjuice and jism bubbled out of her and greased her madly shimmying legs, as the grunting teen's sweaty cock – a cock that had been fucking assholes and cunts for the last twenty-four hours – pulsed and jerked in her mouth, spurting fat, rich wads of strong tasting jism down her throat.
The teen arched up, firing again, his prick stretching Sister Eve's lips apart, his cum sliding, sticky and slimy, down her gullet.
"Lick ass, suck cock!" he muttered, his teeth clenched, his body shuddering. "Ohhh, Jesus!"
As the spasms ripped through the teen's loins, a rush of sensation flowed from Sister Eve's lips and throat and descended to her tightening pussy. She threw her arms around the teen's hips, clinging to them as the spasms surged through her crotch, through her pussy and asshole, through her loins. The hot fuck tingles shot up her spine, down her legs, through her skull. Her nipples, fingers, toes and clit all felt as if they were being jabbed by zillions of electric needles.
It felt so good! It felt almost too good! What a gorgeous fucker, what a luscious load! She sucked like a vampire, sucked until the teen had fed her every drop of his load, sucked even as his cock softened in her mouth.
The teen cracked her across the side of her head with the flat of his hand, knocking her onto the cold tile of the kitchen floor. "Lay off, for Christsake! Enough is enough!"
Her head throbbing and spinning from the blow, her pussy still contracting with the last spasms of her orgasm, she kissed the teen's dirty feet. She liked getting knocked around. She liked being a slave. She licked the dirt off her master's toes.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Her brother had her on her hands and knees in a small cell, the back wall of the cell in front of her, bars on three sides of her. He'd slammed shut the steel door behind him – her ears still rang from the thunderous-crash of it – and he'd locked the cell door, tossing the large iron key ring in the straw beside them. The cell smelled like a barn, and a wicked draft washed through the cellblock, causing Sister Bernice to shiver and her teeth to chatter.
Ronny got down on his knees behind her, and Sister Bernice felt more degraded than she'd ever felt in her life. She was no better than an animal now, on her hands and knees in this pigpen, about to be mounted like a sow.
Ronny rammed his finger up her cunt, making her arch her back and gasp. He twisted it viciously as he spoke. "This is where I spent the last three years because of you, Sister, rotting away in this cell, half froze to death, my belly cramped up with hunger. They made us piss and shit in pots. They ain't changed this stinking straw in three years. And they beat us, tore the skin off our backs. And they enjoyed it. The bitch nuns enjoyed it. They would a killed us if they coulda got, away with it."
He ripped his finger out of her cunt, then twisted the end of it against Sister Bernice's asspucker. She tensed, holding her breath. Not that! She couldn't stand even the thought of that.
"Please," she whimpered.
"Be glad to," Ronny said, and he rammed his finger up her asshole with such force that Sister Bernice reared up like a horse.
"No! Oh, Lord, no!" She fell back down, writhing as her brother ground out her shithole.
"Feels good, don't it, bitch? You're getting exactly what you want and what you deserve, ain't ya, bitch?" He twisted his finger, violently, "Answer me!"
"No!" she gasped, her eyes hot with tears.
He ripped his finger out and slammed her across her welt-covered ass. "Quit your Goddamn lying! When're you gonna quit your Goddamn female games? I spent three fucking years in this hell just because I gave you exactly what you were begging for. You and your fucking teasing!"
"No," she whispered. "That's not true." You were… you are… such an animal, she thought. You raped me… because you're evil, because you have no sense of right and wrong.
"You're hopeless," he growled. "Oughta have your fucking head examined. You teased the old man half outa his skull, too. If he woulda stuck around much longer, he woulda stuck ya before I did. And you woulda squealed for him just like ya squealed for me. Fucking cock-teasing nympho! Wake up, for Christsake! Admit it!"