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Chapter 15

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Mary Emilia experiences something unbelievable

The ghostly hands performed true miracles. Mary Emilia became calm and relaxed and almost leaned into the touch. She kept her eyes closed, making it easier for her to ignore the fact that the tender fingers glowed blue and were not connected to any bodies.

One hand stroked her hair, another along her arm, a third gently massaged her back. Hmm, that was nice. She flinched a little when two hands placed themselves on her chest, as if she wasn't wearing a robe, undergarment or bra. But the skin contact was so pleasant. They caressed her breasts in unison. No one ... or anything had ever touched the plump nun like this before. Her full, heavy breasts were lifted and massaged, caressed and squeezed. Her body quivered, her stomach tingled. A soft moan escaped her mouth.

Two more hands ran down her thighs to her calves, turned there and made their way back up the insides of her legs. The God's Bride trembled in anticipation of what destination they would reach. Even before she discovered certainty, a new, large and powerful hand placed itself on her full bottom and grabbed it possessively.

"Ah!"

She could no longer keep her voice down. Sweet sighs and loud moans filled the room.

"Eek!"

A cheeky hand felt her pubis and caressed it tenderly. Mary Emilia no longer knew what to do, whether she should spread her legs wider or press them together demurely. She felt unspeakably hot in her costume and could feel her panties getting wetter and wetter.

The cheeky limbs explored her whole body, touching her everywhere and where her reactions were most intense, they did it particularly well.

"A-yes, just like that! Keep going!" she begged.

Several fingers had slipped into the wet, slippery crevice that Mary Emilia herself never dared to touch unless it was to clean herself, for fear of losing her temper and committing a sin. But she had long since passed the point where she still knew scruples or restraint. She gasped unsteadily and bucked like a young horse that was just being broken in.

A thumb pressed powerfully against her swollen pearl of pleasure and had to do nothing more than hold still while the little nun gyrated her hips frantically and rubbed herself against it. Stronger and stronger, further and further. Her breath came in raspy gasps. She was sweating all over.

She instinctively sensed that she was approaching a point of no return. And even if she still had some self-control, she couldn't stop. It just felt too good!

The ghostly hands seemed to sense her inner turmoil immediately and always did exactly the right thing to help her and push her even further.

And there it was! Her orgasm exploded as sensations and needs that had been suppressed for years violently broke free and shattered all barriers. Mary Emilia screamed at the top of her voice. The ground seemed to give way beneath her.

No. The ground really gave way beneath her! A hole suddenly yawned where her feet had been. She plummeted and fell into a tube. She descended at breakneck speed, hurtling down the slide without stopping. Lights illuminating the tunnel at intervals chased past her faster and faster.

The end of the wild slide came abruptly and very roughly. A flap released the end of the slide, Mary Emilia flew through the air in a high arc and landed hard on the boards of the porch of the haunted house.

Dazed, she remained lying on her back, still caught up in the aftermath of her earth-shattering climax, until the applause and cheerful shouts of the audience reached her consciousness. The tumultuous flight out of the tube had swirled her skirts and blown them upwards. The more she returned to reality, the more aware she became of a certain coolness down there.

Wah! Her abdomen was exposed and anyone, really anyone could see her soaked panties. Beneath the almost transparent fabric, her swollen, fiery red labia were clearly visible.

She shrieked and kicked like an overturned beetle until, after what felt like an eternity, she finally got to her feet and hurriedly fled the stage with a bright red head.

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