Mary Bowers had seen enough. She was burning mad. The brazen bitch who called herself a nun was fucking her boyfriend! She was a lewd and vile woman, and a hypocrite to boot!
"I'll report her!" Mary rasped as she ran down the path toward the school building. "I'll report her to the Mother Superior and see the bitch squirm. And as for Tony, I can find better cock than he's got to offer!" She thrust out her chin, set on revenge.
CHAPTER SIX
The Mother Superior looked very grim behind her large oak desk, the harsh steel-rimmed glasses pressing into the bridge of her nose, her hands folded neatly in front of her.
"Sit down, Sister. Angela," she said, her voice heavy with concern.
Sister Angela took the seat opposite her superior's desk. She looked up expectantly, her green eyes clear and innocent looking.
Mother Mary shook her head sadly, looking into those charming green eyes. "Sister, I've called you here this afternoon to discuss a very grave matter. I will not pull any punches, but will be very blunt with you. A very serious accusation has been made against you by one of your students."
She paused, waiting to see how Sister Angela would react. The young nun just leaned forward slightly, giving the Mother Superior an expectant look.
"You were seen, Sister Angela, having sexual intercourse with the hired help – the gardener's assistant, I believe. This witness claims that you were not only having sexual intercourse, but were engaging in vile and perverted forms of it. What have you to say for yourself, Sister Angela? Is it true?"
Sister Angela just sat there, stunned. Even though it was her word against whoever had reported her, she could not bring herself to lie in front of the Mother Superior. She said nothing.
"Very well," the Mother Superior said. "I take your silence as a confession of guilt, Sister. You will have to leave the convent immediately. We cannot have a person with your diseased mind and morals attempting to guide and teach our young ladies."
Sister Angela flushed deeply with anger, her eyes flashing a wild green fire.
"I will not leave the school, Reverend Mother," she said, her voice tense. "I like it here, and I, too, have witnessed a few things. For instance, I witnessed you sucking off a certain young man of our mutual acquaintance, and fucking – yes, fucking him with your habit and rosary beads on. Very pretty sight, Reverend Mother, very pretty. If you kick me out, I'll tell my little tale, and even if you deny it, the scandal will rock our quiet little convent school."
The Reverend Mother sat there dumbfounded for several moments. Then, to Sister Angela's amazement, she began to giggle uncontrollably.
"Reverend Mother…"
"Oh, never mind, Sister." The woman waved her hand limply as she tried to control her laughter. "I've been caught out in my own game. You little vixen, you! Well, he really is a good lay, isn't he? What a cock, what an ass!"
Sister Angela began to giggle then, too, and later the two nuns got down to comparing notes.
"As long as we're confessing our naughtiness." Mother Mary said, "I've always had a secret passion for Father Cassidy. Such a handsome young man, although with that cassock he wears, it's almost impossible to tell whether he's well hung or not."
"He's well hung, all right," Sister Angela said, smirking knowingly.
The Reverend Mother's eyes opened wide. "So you've been fucking the Father too! I had no idea he he so open-minded or you were so adventurous!"
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I have an… er… appointment with our dear Father in exactly fifteen minutes." She looked down at her plain wristwatch. "Perhaps you'd like to come along."
A look of pure lewdness spreading over the Mother Superior's face, and she patted Sister Angela's hand gently.
"My dear, you're very clever. Without a doubt, one day you, too, will become Mother Superior."
Sister Angela lay nude in the tall, sun-baked grass. She rolled around lazily, loving the feeling of the scratchy, growth rubbing against her sensitive flesh, tickling her, stabbing into her ass crack.
"Hurry, Father Mike," she was whispering to herself as she cupped her tits and kneaded them, occasionally tweaking her nipples to keep herself mildly aroused till he arrived.
Mother Mary stood concealed behind the door of the stable manager's office with a perfect view of the gorgeous young nun as she soaked up the spring sunshine.
Much to her surprise, the Reverend Mother found herself very turned on watching Sister Angela, and she began to feel hot and sweaty. She loosened her habit and reached up to adjust her panties, which had become stuck between her fat cunt lips.
Her panties were soaked, and as she dug her finger into her cunt crack to pull out the material, she lightly grazed her fingers along her cunt labes and her hard little clit.
"Oooooaoh, that feels nice," she sighed as she rubbed her finger back again along her cunt furrow, still gazing hotly at the voluptuous redhead rolling around on the lush, tall grass.
She continued jacking off for several moments until she saw the handsome figure of Father Michael Cassidy approaching from over the hill. He was so eager to start fucking Sister Angela that he had already started to remove his clothing, and by the time he reached the sexy redhead as she lay bare-assed on her back, he had only to kick off his shoes and pull down his pants.
His huge prick sprang out hard and erect when he lowered his trousers, and it was already dripping pre-cum. Just the sight of the beautiful redhead lazily humping at him from her bed of grass and leaves aroused him wildly.
"You look so good. Good enough to eat," he sighed, staring down at her. He knelt beside her quickly and, gently prying her thighs apart, gazed fondly at her moist pink pussy and her curly red cunt hair. "God, I love that sweet little pussy of yours."
He spread her sticky pink cunt lips wide and ran his finger up and down their gooey surface. Then he stabbed his forefinger up Sister Angela's cunt and rubbed it along her pussy walls, scratching lightly at her cunt flesh.
"Mmmmmmm, I like that," the woman purred, still lazily tweaking her nipples as she began to rotate her hips, causing Father Cassidy's embedded finger to stir up her foamy cunt juices. "Mmmmmmmmm, don't stop."
Father Cassidy could never seem to control himself in the presence of the sexy redhead. The first time they had fucked, he had been in control, but after that, he simply couldn't get enough of her fresh, sweet cunt – not only to fuck his prick into, but to taste, to savor, to smell and to fondle.
He lowered his head to her drooling pussy and kissed her cunt mound softly. Nibbling lightly on her thick curly cunt mound, he stuck out his tongue and stabbed at her overgrown clit, teasing it into outrageous stiffness. Soon, her clit was bloated and red, pulsing with lust.
"Mmmmmmmm, don't leave me like this, Father Mike," Angela moaned. "Don't leave me horny and unsatisfied." She looked up at him with pleading eyes, but she really wasn't worried because she knew that he wanted to eat her out and make her come so he could suck up all of her pussy cum when she climaxed.
Now he began to suck her writhing little pussy in earnest, lapping up her fuck cream, stabbing his tongue deep into the heart of her cunt. His rather rough, raspy tongue excited her greatly as it grazed the sides of her slick pussy walls, and she began to twitch and hump, the muscles in her thighs and cunt spasming involuntarily.
Father Cassidy set a fuck rhythm guaranteed to bring Sister Angela off very quickly. He would tongue-fuck her cunt rapidly for several moments, then raise his head and swirl his tongue around her blood-engorged cunt. Then he would fuck his tongue back into her churning pussy.
He groaned and twitched at the feel and taste of her luscious cunt – the most flavorful, erotic fuck hole he had ever encountered. As he felt the beautiful woman becoming tenser and tenser, losing all control over her wrench ing groans and violent muscle spasms, he reached underneath her and slid his hand up her asscrack, searching out her tiny bung.