Claire prepared for her appointment by shaving her cunt for the very first time. She had to admit it looked so good on Sister Teresa. Perhaps these men would expect it. She was eager to show she was ready to be a full member of this sinful secret society.
Knocking on the door of a strange apartment, Claire had never been so nervous in her life. Behind that door were two men who would expect her to act like a common whore and perform any manner of sex acts. The fact they were priests and she was a nun told her it was a disgraceful and sinful way to behave. But more than that was the fear - the unknown of sex with two strangers. It was the kind of thing her mother had warned her about. It was the kind of thing she'd done drunkenly in her younger days and then regretted. But Claire knocked anyway and knew she was shaking from lust as much as fear. Sex was more than a gift from God - it was an addiction. It was becoming obvious that once the younger nun got horny, or was made to feel sexually aroused, she lost the ability to refuse a sex act.
Seeing them in their street clothes disappointed Claire a little. Both men were very good-looking and totally charming. She accepted their hugs and kisses and the glass of wine they offered as some small talk was attempted. But Claire was too overwhelmed for small talk and the priests weren't in the mood given the sexy young woman in front of them.
When they took her hands Claire did not resist. These men were priests, natural superiors to a mere nun and, yes, more experienced than she. Claire accepted their lead - she wanted to be fucked, to feel their cocks inside her body. Since the men felt the same as her, how could it be a sin?
In the bedroom the men soon undressed Sister Claire and she gave them no resistance at all. She respected these men, these priests and she was read to look up to them. Father John had shown her that nudity was something to enjoy. The nun had her reward that night as the men fondled her tits and rubbed their hands between her smooth thighs. She was glad to have shaved herself, as if it made her a better offering for these two skilled lovers. Her fears were slipping away as she drank in the lust of these men and the sheer joy of the liberation that she felt. She didn't need to be asked but went to her knees and began to pull at their flies, keen to show she was ready and eager to suck them both. "You are so beautiful," she heard father Peter mutter as he squeezed her tits while she let Filippo thrust his long, brown cock into her mouth.
Stripped bare, except for her crucifix, she was laid on the bed as Filippo returned to using her soft mouth while Father Peter went down on her. She couldn't help cumming as he sucked and nibbled on her clit. Her newly shaved cunt responded so well to his oral skills. It was only the muffling effect of the Italian's beautiful cock in her mouth that kept her from crying out her climax.
Quickly the men switched and she happily took Peter's smaller cock between her lips. Filippo was, in fact, a well-practiced fucker and an expert at eating cunt. Claire thrilled at the feeling of his head between her thighs, his soft brown curls tickling her skin. The priest shoved his handsome face against her mound and Claire felt her back arching. Soon she was lifting her off the bed as Filippo lapped at her clit and shoved his wonderful tongue up her melting hole. When two of his fingers invaded her cunt Claire forgot entirely that these men were priests.
She was brought back to earth when she felt Father Filippo press one wet finger against her tight anal opening. It was only Doctor Gary who'd penetrated that private place. But the randy Italian priest was gentle and clever and not at all deterred by any resistance from the young nun. And Claire had to admit his mouth on her cunt felt even better as his digit slid deeper into her rear entrance. She felt vulnerable and filthy as she allowed both holy men to use her body but that seemed only fitting for a woman as sinful as she. Two strangers to fuck her and one of them fingering her bottom - she was grateful to be experiencing these pleasures of the flesh.
The priests let her rest for a time and they shared some more wine. Filippo poured a few drops onto her tits and gently sucked her clean as she moaned her delight. Then they stretched her out on the bed as each took a turn fucking her slow and deep. Claire easily spread her legs for them, delighted at the different sensations of these two cocks. She wondered why threesomes at university hadn't been so good and was grateful for the skill of these older men. Each man fucked her as the other kissed her and fondled her tits, swapping several times to prolong the enjoyment. She was certain she'd be sore the next day but didn't care in the least.
When Father Peter came inside her it felt like the most beautiful experience. Filippo was next and he removed his condom, stroking his cock as he aimed at Claire's tits. She'd already taken her first facial and was excited at the thought of this exotic priest splashing his seed on her. As Filippo exploded, spraying his cum over Claire, she threw her head back in delight, thrilled by the smells and the sensations of hot, sticky cum coating her skin. She saw that he'd also covered her crucifix, making it stick to her cleavage, and it occurred to the randy nun that sexual pleasure really was a gift from God.
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A week later an important meeting was held in a city office. Sister Teresa was there to report to Mother Mary and Monsignor Davis. They were in a plush city office with a large, comfy sofa in the corner. The three were sitting on the sofa but the agenda wasn't just talking.
Mary was in her mid-forties had been the previous head of the Order of the Mount. She'd been a mentor to Sister Teresa and had been the one who identified her as a likely member of the inner "sex circle" that was their darkest secret. She was small and despite her years still slim and fit. Her breasts were small, too, but she had a sexual appetite few women her age dared to indulge.
Monsignor Davis was a long-standing friend of the Order and one of its most powerful protectors. He'd reached that position through also being a member of the secret circle. In fact, while he was already in his fifties, Monsignor Davis still regularly took advantage of his position to enjoy the sexual favours of the nuns.
"How is the new recruit progressing?" he asked. At this stage of the meeting he was already squeezing and sucking on Sister Teresa's gorgeous tits. On the other side of him, Mother Mary had her hand under his cassock, stroking the older man's cock to its full size. But the Monsignor has certain rights within the secret society and he would sample Claire himself as son as she was ready.
"So far she's passed every test," muttered Teresa. She remembered her own slow entry to the inner circle and marvelled at Claire's confidence. "Father John is a good choice as mentor. But of course I've made sure she's being exposed to others as well." It would not do to allow Claire to get too focussed on the handsome Father John. Lust and debauchery were at the heart of the secret society but falling love with just one member of the group could spell disaster.
