...I feel like I'm going to explode!

Within a few more seconds I can tell I'm going to burst. I begin thrusting myself higher between her wonderful boobs, the top of my member pushing the fabric of her habit higher and higher.

"I'm......I'm about to......about to..."

"It's okay, just let it go when it comes." As she says the word 'comes' something snaps in my brain and any resistance I had breaks. With an almighty shudder my penis begins spurting the same hot, sticky liquid as last time. Once again a loud "ARRGGHHH!!" escapes from me as my member continues to spasm violently between Sister Mary's tits!

"Oh my goodness!" She says, her eyes instinctively partially closing as an immense amount of fluid explodes out of my tip soaking through her habit in milliseconds and even bursting through the thick layer of fabric. This time however she doesn't stop massaging but continues to knead her breasts against my groin. I love the feel of her soft flesh rubbing against my spasming penis and I continue to yell "YES YES!" and "ARGH!" as rivers of hot white liquid cascade down over her tits whilst I continue firing off more spurts from my seemingly endless supply. Sister Mary says nothing but watches in awe as I drench her.

Eventually however I do finally stop coating Sister Mary in my juices and I relax back into my chair, the same mixture of satisfaction and exhaustion washing over me as last time.

"My word!" She says as she realises I've finished. I look at her, liquid running down her face and breasts with my still pulsating member lodged between them.

"That seemed to do the trick." She says.

"I'd say so..." I breathe at her.

"You seem to have produced a lot more liquid this time, perhaps this will lead to you going a whole week without issue this time."

"Hopefully..." I say tiredly. "Sorry about your habit."

"That's okay, as I said I managed to clean off the worst of it last time with a bit of effort, although..." She gestures at her soaked top. "...this is rather more than the few drips from last time! Maybe I'll just have to throw it away." I try to look apologetic whilst a strange sense of pride fills my body. Trying to ignore this strange reaction I pull my penis from between her sticky breasts, slightly disappointed to leave the pillowy heaven of her chest flesh. As I lay back against the chair I close my eyes and let the euphoria of the moment wash over me.

"Are you okay?" I hear Sister Mary ask.

"Better than okay." I reply with a smile, my eyes still closed. "I feel like I just had a touch of heaven!"

"Really?!" I hear her exclaim. "You feel closer to the divine because of this?"

"Quite possibly."

"Wow, I'm very jealous, my back massages never bring me any sort of spiritual encounter." The room goes silent for a few moments, me still laid back against my seat, mind awash with joy. This silence is broken by a small cough from Sister Mary. "Urmm you are still lying on me."

"Huh?" I say opening my eyes and looking forward. Sure enough my penis is laid across her dripping chest, small droplets of the sticky fluid still dripping from it's tip.

"Oh, sorry..." I say pulling my still surprisingly hard member away from her and forcing it back into my trousers.

"That's okay." She says smiling as she gets to her feet, sliding her sodden top back down her torso. "Well that seemed very successful, how do you feel? Any pain? Discomfort?"

"No, no pain at all." I say ignoring the unusual hardness of my supposedly relaxed groin as she makes her way back around the desk. A small voice inside me condemns my actions, saying that what we just did was deeply wrong and against the oaths I swore to obey. But basking in the afterglow of my immense satisfaction that voice rings hollow and already I find myself looking forward to the next massage from Sister Mary. "May I ask you something?"

"Yes of course."

"Where did you find that term you said was used by unsavory individuals?"

"Which term? Oh you mean tits?" You feel a dark, hot pleasure deep in the pit of your stomach as you hear her say the word.

"Yeah that one. Where did you find it?"

"Well, it was in a letter once sent to me, but I don't know if I should really show it to you."

"Oh, I guess it's something really personal."

"Not really, it was written by a young man I helped during my time serving as a nurse in my previous monastery. It's more that it contains a few words that are inappropriate for someone so young to read." I know I should agree with her but I can't help but be curious as to the contents of this letter, especially about the fact that whoever wrote it mentioned Sister Mary's tits!