I heard the door open and a soft voice ask, “Sister Margaret, something wrong?”
The young nun’s eyes flashed open, ‘Um, no…I, I’m fine, Sister Roberta.” She stammered.
“Are you sure? I heard some moaning.”
I knew this was too good a chance to pass up. As she was about to answer the other nun, I stuck my tongue up inside her pussy again. Whatever she was going to say came out as, “Ohh, ahhh, ugggg!”
The shower curtain flew open, another new, young, fresh faced nun stood in shock as she saw her saintly sister leaning up against the wall with her legs spread and her cunt seemingly wide open.
Sister Margaret just looked into other nun’s eyes. “Oh, something’s wrong. Please help me!”
Sister Roberta took off her habit and got into the shower. The water quickly lacquered her robes against her, showing every curve of her svelte body. Her sandy brown hair stuck to the sides of her face. “Here,” she said “let me help you out.”
Of course, I couldn’t allow that to happen, not when things were just starting to get interesting. So I ripped the robes off of the new nun. She quickly tried to grab a hold of her bra and panties, but I ripped those off as well. Before either of them could react, I started to rub both of their clits.
Both nuns began to shake with pleasure. Roberta asked Margaret, “Oh Saints preserve us! What’s going on?”
Sister Roberta couldn’t answer, her virgin body was wracked with joy. She slid onto the shower floor, her legs splayed open. The other nun stood over her and tried to pick her up, but I thrust my tongue inside her asshole. It was a dirty, wicked trick, even for me, but it seemed to do the job. The nun gasped and fell to her hands and knees.
Doing a quick burst of mental logistics, I figured out a way to use them both at the same time. For once, my short stature was going to help things. I got on my knees and impaled the bottom nun’s pussy with my cock. She whimpered in lusty joy. I then lifted the other nun’s ass up to my mouth and began probing her love canal with my tongue. She began to moan in pleasure.
I wished I had a camera at that point. With me invisible, all you would have seen was one nun on the bottom of a running shower, her legs apart and her pussy wide open. The other nun was doggie style over the first nun with her own ass very high in the air and her pussy gaping open as well.
The pleasure overcame the two not-quite-holy women and they started to kiss each other as I ravished them. The fates must have smiled kindly on our fornication, for we all orgasmed at the same time. Sister Roberta’s pussy poured forth tangy nectar into my mouth as I pumped Sister Margaret spasming cunt full of my own special holiday sauce.
I got out of the shower and watched as the two nuns laid on the bottom of it. The water pouring over there panting bodies as they kissed and held each other in their arms.
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