Sister Claire was in desperate need of sex. It had nothing to do with the Gift. She felt more horny than she'd ever done. The Gift was a wonderful thing -- nuns freely sharing their bodies and sexual favours with others for the benefit of their holy Order. This was different. And there were great risks involved for the sweet young nun. But she needed to be fucked good and hard. She wasn't sure that Father John would acquiesce in her sinful rule breaking. But she was determined to seduce her favourite priest.
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Mother Mary had been all smiles and warmth as she explained everything to Sister Claire. The truth was the young nun had been marked for advancement. The head of the Order of the Mount herself would soon be promoted to a more senior role for the church. Another nun would take her place and that meant that a younger woman, such as Claire, had new opportunities to shine.
"You have been excelling in performing your duties," said Mother Mary. "Both your daily work and, of course, the other tasks your Order requires."
"Thank you, Mother. Sister Teresa has been a wonderful mentor."
The head had smiled at that praise for the other nun. Teresa had certainly eased the way for Claire to experience the Gift -- and to suck and fuck whoever was necessary to advance the cause of the Order. Teresa herself would be promoted soon. But Sister Claire was still learning her way with the Gift, as was obvious from her discomfort.
"Twelve months in this new role, so far away," Claire had tried to argue. "And there is no opportunity to serve our Order by using the Gift."
Mother Mary had been unmoved. It was true that this new posting would require Sister Claire to act as an archetypal nun -- demure and absolutely celibate in both thought and deed. But that, too, was an important sacrifice that an ambitious nun must make.
"Serving in this role will prove that you understand the Gift," she tried to explain. "That you accept that lust and sexual pleasure are given by god so that we can serve the Order."
"Yes, Mother," Claire said in a quiet voice. "And I understand I must obey."
"Its good that you and Sister Lucy talked," Mary replied. "The punishment of Rosa was harsh but necessary. Although sometimes abstinence itself -- the withdrawal of the Gift -- is sufficient."
Claire had looked up with a start, concerned that she might be condemned to celibacy once more.
"No, my dear. You are being promoted. Not punished. You will come home on leave every couple of months and we will arrange plenty of opportunities for Gift during those times."
Claire had smiled with relief, though she still was concerned about facing weeks and months without the Gift -- the chance to fuck for Jesus.
"Go now, my dear. Sister Teresa will discuss all the arrangements with you tomorrow. And she has a special assignment with the Gift before you leave."
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Claire left the office and immediately sent a message to Father John. The gorgeous priest had been keeping his distance of late - avoiding her and taking a long time to return her messages. Claire had worried that she was being cast aside. The priest was as much her mentor as was Teresa. She understood now why he'd been keeping his distance -- to dampen the feeling of loss now that Claire was to be so far from him. In her mind, however, her new posting was all the more reason to give her body to John. She knew that his life as a priest gave him fewer opportunities to share the Gift. But it was a pretense to imagine this as a favour for him. Claire needed some passionate, sinful fucking.
She met Father John at his door, looking almost respectable in her civvies. Except that several of the top buttons on her shirt were undone. Her crucifix nestled between her bra-less B-cup tits. It hardly distracted his attention from her erect nipples. At least her skirt looked conservative, though it hid the fact she had no underwear. And the dampness in her cunt.
"You shouldn't be here," he said evenly, trying to keep his gaze above her shoulders.
"They're sending me away, Father."
"Yes, Sister Teresa mentioned a promotion for you."
"I need to share the Gift with you first," she answered, not caring that he could see her desire.
Claire was already inside the priest's apartment. They were close enough to hug each other in a warm embrace. Father John had not had female company for some time and was happy to take the nun in his arms. But the priest was aware that Sister Teresa wanted Claire to be kept horny ahead of an important meeting.
"We are breaking the rules of your Order," he reminded Claire, feeling her slight panting.
"Yes, Father. And they give such terrible punishments."
"I've heard the rumours," he murmured, unable to stop his cock from swelling as the nun pressed closer against him. "A naughty Sister Rosa having terrible things done to her."
"I'm just a little naughty, Father. I just need a little sin."
Claire chose that moment to reach back and lift her skirt. Father John was a good man and a strong ally of the Order. But his hands dropped by instinct as she lifted the material and he could not stop his touch against plump, rounded bottom of the horny nun. Nor could he suppress his sigh of pleasure as the lusty nun offered herself.
"You have important work ahead," he tried one last time. "You should focus."
They both knew that it was hopeless. The priest had recently been celibate due to no fault of his. He was waiting for Sister Teresa so send another nun to whom he would introduce the Gift. His own needs got the better of him as he gently squeezed Claire's soft, pale buns. John was aware that the Sister had an emotional attachment to the priest. It was wrong -- forbidden, in fact -- but he'd been her "first", the man who'd taught her so much about the Gift. And the nun thought him a fabulous lover. Even better than his friend, the wonderful Filippo.
