Nuns Initiation by loyalsock

&#034Have them come over at eight&#034 he told her. &#034They’ll need to know a few things.&#034

She went and instructed the 3 new nuns to head over to the rectory as told. There were s****rs Natalie, Maria, and Theresa. All were about 25. All were new to the parish. All of them were going to get instructions by Fr. Angelo and although he wasn’t too much older he was going to have his way with the new and somewhat pretty looking nuns.

&#034Good evening s****rs. Come on in. Let’s go in here. Please. Sit down&#034 he told them.

They followed him in and took there seats. He was quiet for a moment and then looked up. He told them about the parish and he told them about its history. He paused a number of times before telling them &#034s****r Maria and s****r Theresa, you can go. I have some things I’d like to go over with s****r Natalie. Thank you.&#034

They left. He walked back in and sat down beside s****r Natalie. Smiling he told her &#034What I’m going to tell you is for your ears only, s****r.&#034 She looked at him with great curiosity. He looked deeply into her eyes making sure he had her full attention. He laid his hand on hers. &#034The reason you are here s****r is because&#034 and he paused a moment before saying &#034I need some help.&#034

Calmly she said &#034Oh yes Father. Anything I can do to help you, I am ready.&#034

In an equally calm tone, he said &#034Good s****r. Very good.&#034 No smile as he kept his hand on hers and looked into her eyes. She looked back at him smiling ever so slightly and waiting to hear what he had to say. &#034I need some umm personal assistance on something&#034 he went on to say.

&#034Yes Father and what is that&#034 she asked.

Still his hand was on hers and he was still looking deeply into her eyes. He stood up. Knowing the rectory was empty, he walked to the door of his office. He locked it. She grew slightly curious as to why he’d do that. He came back, sat down, and looked her in the eyes. He then smiled. Knowing he was in pretty good shape he undid the top of his robe.

&#034Father!&#034 she exclaimed quietly. &#034What are you doing&#034

Initially he said nothing. He looked at her as she saw the shirt beneath it become visible. He undid the robe some more and watched her expressions as he did. Again, she called out his name, not understanding why he was doing what he was doing.

&#034You are going to assist me with some gratifying activity, s****r&#034 he said.

&#034Pardon me&#034 she replied.

&#034Here&#034 and he took her hand, placing it upon his chest although his shirt was still intact. He watched her as he did. Then he let go of her hand and undid his shirt. She tried to stand up to leave. &#034No. Sit down. First you will take care of what I want and need and then you can leave.&#034 His voice and words were so subtle and sweet that it never sounded like he was demanding at all.

However, she was shaking her head as if saying &#034No I can’t&#034 or &#034No I won’t do that.&#034

&#034This will be okay s****r&#034 he told her as if almost sure everything would be.

He undid more of his robe and removed it. There he sat in a long sleeved button down shirt and his slacks and shoes also. She was in her habit of course and watched him look her over. What was he thinking her face said She wasn’t sure but whatever it was, it wasn’t good. That much was for sure.

&#034Here. I am going to unbutton my shirt for you, and you will undo your habit for me&#034 he told her. Her eyes grew wider. &#034Go on. Undo it&#034 he said. She was shaking her head. &#034Now, now s****r. This is the way it must be done&#034 he told her. &#034Once it all happens, once you begin this, you will truly enjoy it, and want much more once you’ve done it.&#034

She swallowed hard. She was a minister of god and so was he so why was this happening, she asked herself. Why Why me, she wondered Oh god. Oh my lord. No, please no, she kept telling herself.

&#034Go on. Undo your habit&#034 he said almost tenderly.

He undid two buttons on his shirt as she watched. Could this really be happening she asked herself Is this really like this elsewhere in other diocese, other parishes It couldn’t be she told herself. Her heartbeat rose. She grew more and more frightened of what was about to happen, whatever that was she thought.

Again he said &#034Go on s****r. Undo your habit or I’ll assist you with it.&#034

Still his tone of voice was quiet. He was not rushed and he didn’t even sound rushed. He undid two more buttons on his shirt and unfolded, for her, a positive image to her of his athletic looking upper body. He smiled, meekly. He followed the expressions on her face closely. He reached out and touched her hands gently.

&#034This will be fine s****r, all very fine, okay You’ll see. You’ll enjoy these moments. Trust me&#034 he told her. &#034You will.&#034 Again, she grew more scared and again she swallowed hard as she looked Father Angelo. &#034Here, let me assist you with this&#034 he went on to say as he began to undo her vestments.

She did not move. She didn’t even raise a hand as he began slipping this and that away from her chest. All she did was sit in her chair watching him do what he was doing. She was scared to death. Her breathing seemed to increase as he pushed away upper portions of her habit. He looked at her chest. She wore a lightweight top which covered her brassiere and he smiled at her. He stopped and pondered what to do next.

&#034Now, do you want to do the rest for me or would you like me to keep going&#034 he said.

Initially she said nothing. So he had her stand up. He stood, stretched out his hand, and took hers in his. He unbuttoned her vestments, completely. As stated, beneath it were a top and a pair of nondescript slacks. He smiled, again.

&#034Here, let’s remove the habit, s****r.&#034

She did nothing. He took it and removed it over her head. He looked at her again, smiling some more. He undid his shirt for her and folded it and laid it, along with her habit on a chair. The room, like the rectory, was quiet. Not a soul existed anywhere.

&#034You have nice bosoms, s****r&#034 he told her.

She blushed once she heard his words and replied &#034Father, I am a minister of god and so are you.&#034 But he hushed her.

&#034Shhhhh. We both know this but s****r we are both human as well. I am a man and you are a woman. We both have needs and these needs, well they can, and do grow strongly at times. Now is one of them, so shhhh.&#034

Even though her top was still on he reached out. He looked at her chest and touched one of her boobs. She jumped backwards. Her eyes grew wide. He smiled more. He liked how her tit felt and did it again.

&#034Yours feel nice, s****r&#034 he said quietly. He felt it again.

Again, she seemed to stumble backwards as his fingers touched her boobs. She didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t seem to resist it at all. He watched her reactions as he felt them and to her he truly seemed to be enjoying himself a lot.

&#034Please don’t Father&#034 she said repeatedly.

&#034Why shouldn’t I, s****r Why shouldn’t you feel my hands on your breasts&#034

&#034Because this&#034 and she paused then said &#034this is wrong. Very wrong, Father!&#034

&#034Yes. Yes it is but is it not pleasurable, s****r&#034 he came back.

He was right although she didn’t say so or show it either. His hands on her boobs did feel good and although she liked it, a lot more then she should, she knew she had to stop, and at all costs if she could.

&#034But Father! Father we can not. We should not&#034 she tried getting across to him.

&#034Ohhhhhh s****r, what you do not know&#034 he said, knowing what he wanted next.

&#034Pardon me&#034 she said.

&#034Here let me show you something&#034 he told her.

With that he took her hand. He lowered it, unknowingly, to his crotch as he watched her eyes and her next reaction. He placed her hand on it and she couldn’t believe it at all. She felt his crotch. His crotch. His groin. His penis. He pressed it down into his groin so that she could surely feel what he wanted to have taken care of.

&#034Feel this, s****r.&#034 His eyes closed. His chin rose up. He took a deep breath of air. He smiled as his hand controlled hers and pressed it against his limp but wanting cock. &#034Do you like it at all&#034

She did not say yes but she did not say no. He kept the hand against his crotch. He watched her as he kept it against it. He pressed hard and moved it around it. He was ready and wanted her to see and feel it for real.

&#034Here&#034 he said as he let go of her hand and undid his slacks. &#034Feel it a little more&#034 he told her. He smiled into her eyes. He grabbed her hand and laid it on his crotch again.

&#034Oh god&#034 she said, feeling his penis better. In a stuttered pitch she said &#034Oh my god!&#034

He watched and studied her, closely. He could tell there was something different in the way she uttered those words. &#034I can see that you do like this, don’t you&#034 Then he said as he let go of her hand &#034Here, feel it some more&#034 and he removed his underwear.

Her eyes went big. For the very first time in her life she was looking at a real man’s penis. His was narrow but it was long and limp. He took her hand and placed it on it. He watched and waited while the open flat palm laid motionless on it.

&#034Go on. Take hold of it, s****r. Stroke it. You will see something fantastic shortly after that&#034 he said.

She did as instructed. She cupped her hand around it and grabbed it, lightly. She began stroking the priests cock as told to do but oddly she liked doing it. She kept on doing it and as she did, she looked at him with curiosity.

&#034Like this, Father&#034 she said.

He nodded. &#034Yes, like that s****r. Mmmmmm yes&#034 he added. &#034Want to do something extraordinary&#034

&#034What is that&#034 she said.

&#034Here&#034 and he stood and took her hand. &#034Come over here.&#034

She followed him to the couch where he sat down and told her to get on her knees. &#034Put your mouth, your lips on me&#034 he said.

&#034Pardon me Do what, Father&#034 she asked.

&#034You heard me. Put your mouth on my penis, s****r&#034 and with that he took hold of her head and planted it down on his limp shaft, making her practically swallow it into her mouth. He controlled it as she swallowed and sucked him off. But she did not resist. &#034Mmmmmm, yes. Like that, s****r. Ohhh yes, like that. More. More&#034 he kept saying.

Before either knew it, he was hard. It was erect. He wanted to cum and he wanted her to make sure it happened and on her too. He told her to keep sucking away at it so she did even though his hands were on her head while she sucked away at the priests cock.

He let up. Although her head dress was still on as well as her lightweight top and slacks, he laid her out on the couch, and did the rest. He jacked off over her body. She watched not knowing what to expect. Within minutes of being sucked off, he came all over top. Then she went limp. He was done. She was horny. She didn’t know what to do but what she needed was to be felt up and fingered.

He knew that but didn’t do anything, at that time, about it. &#034You come back in, lets see, three days s****r, and you and I’ll do this again. However, next time you and I will do a few things differently. Say for instance those feelings your experiencing I am going to help you take care of them. I am going to take my erection, s****r, and I am going to let you place it inside your vagina. I am going to have sex with you. And get this. You will enjoy every last second of it too. You’ll want more and more and you’ll want to get together with me all the time.&#034

Her eyes closed. Her head dropped and she said &#034Ohhhhhh my god, yes. Yes Father, yes. I do want that. I do, I do.&#034

He stood up, began dressing, and kissed her on her cheek. Once dressed, he patted her ass and sent her on her merry way. &#034Thank you, Father&#034 she said. He smiled.