New Arrivals Get a Culture Shock

Midday meal finished, and I ate my fair share. It is amazing how hungry you get after many a sexual romp. I wandered outside of the gardens of the Convent in search of Sister Jane, who I had been told was going to go water the flowers.

Sister Jane had been bent over in front of the flower gardens that lined the road that led up the convent. Her delicious round bottom was splayed before me and wiggled back and forth as she did her chore. I came behind her and gave her bottom flesh a nice slap.

“Eep! Oh, it’s you, Michael. Did Sister Caroline sent you here to help me water these plants?” Sister Jane asked.

“I come here to water a very particular flower, Sister Jane,” I said.

“And what flower is that?”

“That little flower between your legs,” I said, smiling.

“Don’t you ever tire of performing the Lord’s duty, Michael? You’ve been so zealous lately in your religious endeavors.” Sister Jane hiking up her skirt and revealing the two little buds to me. I licked my lips.

I plunged my face towards her backside and started eating my dessert. My tongue slid on her peach and flicked up and down on her two little holes before me. Her asscheeks were spread apart with my hands, and I dipped my tongue into both holes and made a sloppy mess in the line that separated her two large buttocks. Jane squirmed and made light moans while my tongue massaged her clit, and my nose was nuzzling against her ass.

When I was finally had enough, I stood up and pulled my cock out of my trouser and penetrated her womb first. She jolted at this and stared back, face in disbelief at the huge thing entering her.

“Oh lord. Be gentle Michael,” Sister Jane said.

“The Bible says I need to do it this way. As it says in Thessalonians: “For this is the will of God, your sanctification: that you must lay inside a woman with great sexual **** and not hold back in your godly duty.” I am only doing what ERGMMMM god your pussy is tight,” I moaned.

“Lord in heaven I feel like I’m being split in two,” Sister Jane cried.

I pushed in and slapped my body against Sister Jane. She built up cream, which helped my dick plunged harder and rooted further in her dripping cunt. I put my hands on her shoulder, driving her body into me, while my hips banged against her ass. Specks of her juices flew out like sparks from a flame as I rubbed my cock against her insides and flushed them out. The heat of the midday sun and my work in her had formed beads of sweat over my forehead and body which dripped onto her bare ass. The smell of flowers and sweat radiated from the place. The only sounds outside were that of chirping and the slapping sounds of my body against her hips.

“Michael, don’t you stop fulfilling your promise to the lord. Fill me up with your essence. Oh, heavens, that is wonderful. You are making my cunt tremble all over,” Sister Jane cried.

I felt intense fervor as my manhood throbbed against the insides of Sister Jane. Streams of liquid shot from my body into hers and filled her up with my white seed. I panted over her and let the last of it drip into her. I plunged out and tested my new law and moved before Sister Jane. Sister Jane examined the dirty cock in front of her, the flesh soaked with her cunt juice and sticky, whitish paste on it. She licked her lips and took it in her mouth, running her tongue over it and washing it with her saliva. She cleaned it thoroughly as the Bible intended and sucked it all down. Drips of semen started leaking out of her behind while she slurped and lapped up my cock. It was still hard, and her tongue made it twinged in delight. I wanted more.

I sat down on the grass and lifted her up on my lap. I held her legs there and did to her what I did to Sister Caroline, lifting her legs up and inserting my dick into her ass. She writhed as I shoved it deep inside of her, burying the entire thing inside of her rear. Sister Jane wrapped her arms around the back of my neck and watched as I bounced her small but shapely body on my cock, her newly enhanced tits flopping up and down with the motion.

“That’s wonderful, Michael. You are really paying attention to the sermons. Just shove that cock of yours into my asshole and use my asshole as the Lord intends.”

“This is fucking amazing Sister Jane. I’m going to fuck you for the rest of the day!”

We fucked there for a good long while before a carriage pulled up. The driver pulled up to the scene of Sister Jane, now completely in bliss with her eyes pulled back into her head, being fucked. The old driver halted the carriage and tipped his hat at me.

“I beg your pardon but is this the Holy Cross Convent?” The old man asked while I continued slamming into Sister Jane with reckless abandon.

“Hrumph… yes, it is,” I said.

“I’ve been told a Sister Caroline would welcome us when we arrived, but we came here rather earlier than expected. Should I bring the carriage up or wait here for her to come out?” The driver asked.

I tried to rouse Sister Jane from her rapture, but she kept mumbling inaudible and incomprehensible words as my dick thrust in her.

“I think to pull up and go in?” I said, not knowing for sure.

The driver nodded. I noticed three young ladies in the carriage whispering and murmuring to each other while watching me fuck Sister Jane in astonishment. The cart pulled up to the convent, and the driver helped the three ladies get out and into the convent. I would have to go say hello later.

I felt it coming close and withdrew from Sister Jane’s asshole and pushed my cock in her mouth. I convulsed and shot what must have been my fourth load into her and watch her throat muscles drink and swallow all the hot liquid. She came to with the taste of it and nursed on it and went back to her watering after a good cleaning while I made my way to the convent.