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The black nun was clever enough to realize her future was only as good as her skills of sexual pleasure so if she had to whore for a living she wanted to be in an unusual environment where she wouldn’t risk physical violence. Violence to her shapely body was her worst fear and the convent would be clean and quiet and no one from her past would ever think to look for her here. She was aware of the lack of pay but the benefits were worth the closed and introverted lifestyle. But in time she’d be able to convert and blend in and she was doing pretty good until this white priest invited her to accompany him on a tour of the grounds.
It was interesting but it wasn’t for her to learn her way around, its purpose was for her to be comfortable with Father Bob. And of course to give the priest time alone with this young girl to kind of reconnoiter her personality and to possibly initiate a bit of body contact. Not in any sexual way but body contact if it’s casual has a way of introducing chemistry if there is any and Erika was the first to recognize a come on before he actually came on to her. He took his time giving her the grand tour, and every step of the way was a step closer to her accepting his company as her superior and now as her friend. But also he was gaining her confidence and trust, besides they would laugh a lot making her feel comfortable when they are together, mostly though their togetherness was strictly religious in nature. Sister Erika knew from day one that he had the hots for her but she didn’t want to fuck up her last chance to have a better life so she did her best to avoid any touching or naughty suggestions that he might lay on her.
But to the black girls surprise he acted like a gentlemen for the longest time before he began his very talented seducing. And she knew the time had cum to either shit or get off the pot, a term she heard many times from men in the ghetto, so--- what does a good girl do. Erika pondered the situation for many weeks and she came to the conclusion that they, her and the monsignor were on a collision course and her only hope was for her to be in charge of whatever happens. Well she knew that was impossible to expect but from her past sexual experiences she knew that having an edge would be to her advantage. So she planned to be coy and play as innocent a role as she could without embarrassing the black robed whore-master, she’d show enough interest to keep his attention but she’d try to control her own actions during her charade.
The poor girl didn’t have a clue as to what this horny disciple of god had in mind for her, well she knew he’d like to fuck her and probably she’d have to go down on his blessed cock but could she manipulate her way out of his lewd desires. Erika knew enough about physical defense to defend herself if it came to that but that would be her last resort and she hoped it wouldn’t cum to violence so basically she’d have to play it by ear. Father Bob’s way of interesting her in a more sensual way wasn’t as verbal as he’d like to be. He’d leave some girlie and guy magazines laying around his private digs and in his bathroom for her to see and perhaps to wander through.
The sly seducer would leave her alone doing some pretended insignificant chores such as filing some papers and going over some religious books to further her pious education but he’d plant some sexual material here and there for her to blunder upon. The guy was clever enough to remember how he left the lewd literature laid out and he’d check them again when she was gone, that way he could tell if she was inquisitive. And if she was what did she look at most and what was she enjoying during her duration at the priest’s private den of casual teasing. He was letting her trap herself and from the certain magazines she looked at he’d be able to take advantage of her needs and or weakness, she’d be telling on herself and she had this feeling of warmth as she paged through the raunchy magazines.
She didn’t bother to read any of the articles unless the author was Eve Locke, her favorite whenever she did read something lewd. The picture’s told it all in the short time she dared to sneak a peek, Erika loved seeing big cocks. The magazines were loaded with girls with a beautiful cock’s in their mouths and she looked as though she was loving every stroke the dick was pumping into her mouth pussy. Erika’s horniness was aroused many times and she felt like jerking off but she always liked to take her time getting herself off. Father Bob would always call first before he’d return giving her time to amend herself and her naughty thoughts. And she thought about how well planned and how she was trapping herself. But a dripping honey snatch has no conscience.
The planned sexual temptations were influencing Erika’s libido and she found herself lingering longer at each turn of the page when another handsome male with a big hard-on was poised to fill a naked girls waiting mouth. She was changing places with the naked girl holding the cock close to her mouth ready to fill her mouth with a shiny cock’s head. Her nun’s underpants were soaking now as she closed her big brown eye’s tight and pictured herself mouth fucking the beautiful white cock, her fantasy was so strong she could actually feel her own mouth being filled to her hearts content. Than she relaxed as she began mouth fucking her imaginary dick, it was a very fulfilling experience and besides her snatch wetting her black nipples were swelling and tingling sending lewd sensations throughout her now trembling body. She was on the threshold of delivering her first unassisted cum off. The cum didn’t ooze from her tight pussy lips, it ran with pressure like a cock shoots it’s gizzum. It was a tooth clenching tight-eyed tight-legged cuming of uncontrolled volume surprising even herself and she fell back on the couch and as she flooded herself she lost consciousness, it was truly a spiritual giving. And unconsciously she thanked god and without knowing why she even thanked Father Bob.
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