Date: Sun, 30 Sep 2012 06:58:04 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Dirty Habits. Part Three.

This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments, good or
bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

Part Three.

   It was just beginning to get dark when Robin found him in the clearing
and Ryan sobbed at the cries of dismay coming from Robin at finding him
tied up in such a fashion. He was also sobbing at being found and not left
out there all night.

   "Oh Father!" Robin had cried out at seeing Ryan trussed up as he
was. "What has happened to you? Who did this?" he was asking as he got the
ropes untied, having seen the state of the naked bum.

   "Three men. Strangers," he managed to get out and gave out a cry as
Robin helped him off the big log, falling over because of the cramp in his
legs. Robin then saw all the cuts and scratches of Ryan's front and cried
out himself in dismay at the sight. He began rubbing the legs and thighs of
Ryan, trying to get the circulation moving and it took nearly half an hour
before he was able to stand up straight. Robin told him of how the sisters
at the nunnery had begun to worry when Ryan hadn't turned up for his supper
and had been sent him out to look for the Father and had found him.

   "I'm glad that you did Robin," he said, letting him settle the habit
over his head, covering his nakedness. Ryan then leaned on Robin as they
made their way slowly back to the church, Ryan now feeling that his
arsehole was a bit on the sore side at having been roughly fucked six
times.

   They got to Ryan's room where Robin lit two candles and helped Ryan off
with his habit and got him to stretch out on the bed. He used a wet cloth
to clean some of the dirt from around the scratches to both his front and
rear end.

   "I don't have any cream or anything for the cuts you've got," Robin said
to Ryan as he washed him.

   "Go and get Sister Agatha, she'll have some unguents in the nunnery,"
Ryan said, feeling a little better at being washed and now lying on his
bed. Robin saw to lighting a fire first to warm up the room for Ryan didn't
want the rough blanket placed over him before going to find Sister Agatha.

   He was back fifteen minutes later with Sister Agatha and also had Sister
Margarete in tow behind.

   `Okay Robin," Sister Agatha said when they were inside. "We'll take over
now. You go off home for your supper, we'll see to Father Ryan." Ryan gave
out a croak.

   "Thank you Robin for coming and finding me. I'll not forget it and I
will give a special prayer for you tonight."

   "It was the least I could do Father," he said before saying goodnight to
them all and leaving him in the care of the two nuns. Robin had, in spite
of what Ryan had said, pulled the blanket up to cover his manhood and now
this was pulled off for them to see fully the cuts and scratches that
covered the front of his body.

   "You're in a mess," Agatha said as they began to clean the cuts and
scratches. "What happened?"

   "I was set upon by three ruffians, kicked and beaten and tied to a tree
stump. That's where Robin found me."

   "The bastards," Margarete said as she carefully put some salve onto his
prick, rubbing it in gently, the action causing it to rise up in spite of
the damage. "Oh dear. Look what's happening," and she blushed, for this was
the first time that she'd ever handled a man's prick. Ryan had given out a
groan. "Am I hurting you?" she asked anxiously.

   "No. It's just that it's enjoyable. No! Don't stop," he cried as she
paused in this rubbing of him. "Just keep doing it till...till," he was
unable to describe to her what was going to happen and gave an inward smile
at what her reaction would be when he did come. So she kept on rubbing on
his erection as Agatha smiled as she saw to the scratches on his
chest. Ryan gave out another groan and his body began to stiffen. "I'm
coming."

   "Coming? Coming where?" Margarete asked.

   "You"ll see," said Agatha. "Just don't stop the rubbing," and the semen
suddenly shot out of his prick and it made Margarete jump and she then
laughed at seeing this event, his seed spurting out, some of over her hand
and the rest onto his stomach. Ryan gave out a weak laugh too, joining the
laughter of the two sisters.

   "Lick it off your hand," he told Margarete. "You might get to like the
taste.' Margarete did and rolled round what she had in her mouth before
swallowing it.

   "Not too bad," she said as she licked the rest off.

   "Have you tried it Sister Agatha?" he asked of her.

   "No."

   "Well there's some there on my stomach. Go on, try it," he urged, and so
she bent her head and licked some off and did the same as Margarete before
swallowing it.

   "It's not unpleasant," she said, licking her lips. "Have you tried it
yourself?" she asked.

   "Quite a few times, though it's better when it's sucked straight out of
the end."

   "You mean take the end of this into the mouth?" she asked as she waved
at his slowly diminishing cock.

   "That's right, but not now that it's covered in that cream," he
laughed. "When it's clean and ready to come out of the end. Well, sometimes
it's better to take it in when it's soft and bring it up hard with your
mouth and you'll get the real pleasure of the experience. Maybe we can try
it in the morning for I don't think the thing will rise up again before
that," he smiled. "Well now that you seen to the front of me, maybe you can
put some cream on the other side of me."

   "You mean they beat you on the back?" Agatha asked.

   "Sort of. You'll have to help me roll over," he said. This they did and
both gasped at seeing the cuts and red weals that striped across the cheeks
of his bum.

   "Oh you poor man," they both cried as they saw what a mess had been made
of his backside and set to cleaning him there and covering him with more of
the cream. When they'd finished, they helped roll him onto his side and
suggested that that was how he should get some sleep to let the cuts
heal. They covered him up with his blanket and made up the fire and
promised to look in and bring him some breakfast in the morning. They said
their goodnights and left him to sleep, but he lay there for an hour before
sleep. He relived the day and though he hadn't liked the tying up and the
thrashing but marvelled at how much he had liked having those hard pricks
shoved up into his backside and fucking him and decided that when his bum
was better, he'd see if Robin would fuck him like he was fucked.

   With these happy thoughts, he went off to sleep.

                                                          *

   His body was full of aches and pains when he woke up at the entry of
Sisters Agatha and Margarete with his breakfast and cream for his cuts and
abrasions. He gave out a groan as he moved, the blanket being pulled down
to reveal that he had a morning erection.

   "I see that it has risen up," Agatha commented.

   "Would you like to try what I suggested yesterday," Ryan said, pushing
his cock so that it was upright, the head half exposed from the foreskin,
red and angry looking. "Take hold of it," he said to her, and her hand,
hesitatingly replaced his hand with hers.

   "It's hot and I can feel it throbbing," she said.

   "Well now start rubbing it and put your mouth over the head and suck as
well as use your tongue on it," he said and gave out a gasp as she did as
she was told, loving to see her mouth on his cock, her head bobbing
slightly as he felt her tongue move over the exposed head. With her hand
moving the outer skin up and down his shaft, he knew he would soon be
coming. Margarete was looking on with her eyes wide seeing Agatha do this
for Ryan.

   "Keep your lips tight there now," he said in a throaty voice, "for I'm
starting to come," and his hips began to buck up to her mouth and he gave
out a big sigh as he came. His sperm pumping out into that waiting mouth,
filling it with several spurts until he was empty and eased himself back
down.

   "Thank you Sister Agatha. Now you can swallow it." She lifted her head
up off of him and keeping her lips closed, smiled at him and swallowed.

   "That was quite lovely," she said, licking her lips and giving him a
really big smile. "I think you'll enjoy it too Margarete, but it's
shrinking at the moment," she said to Ryan, feeling it start to go soft in
her hand.

   "Give it about half an hour and Sister Margarete can have the pleasure
too,' he said, "but I think we should be seeing to the rest of my body
while we wait for it to rise up again."

   So the two sisters saw to putting the cream and unguents over the
scratches and cuts, leaving his prick till last. His bum had been seen to
and he was now on his back again, his dick limp between his legs.

   "I think this would be the time for you to see if you can raise it up
Sister Margarete. Take it all into your mouth and tease it with your tongue
while you suck and gently chew on it at the same time. But gently mind you,
we don't want it bitten off."

   She knelt down by the bed and lifted up his limp tool and managed to get
the whole thing into her mouth and did as she was told. Her eyes smiled up
at him with this achievement so far, her cheeks bulging with it inside as
she moved it round inside her mouth. The eyes widened in surprise as it
started to grow and even Sister Agatha looked on in amazement at see his
cock start to slowly emerge from Margarete's mouth as it began forcing its
way out, getting thicker and bigger as it was reaching up to a full
erection.

   "That's wonderful Sister Margarete," he said. "Now start rubbing it at
the same time." This she did and it took longer than Sister Agatha for him
to feel that he was about to erupt.

   "It's coming, it's coming," he gasped, slightly bucking his hips and she
clamped her lips tight round the base of the head as he came shooting
out. He gave out another big sigh as he got his second release and filled
her mouth with his seed. "Now swallow it and tell me what you think of the
taste," he said and watched her lift herself up off of him swallow his
coming.

   "It tasted rather nice," she smiled at him. "Can we do this every time?"
He laughed.

   "Wouldn't you rather us having a union?"

   "Well, yes, but can I suck it afterwards?"

   "By all means. You will still be able to get a taste afterwards. Now I
think it's time to have some cream on it too."

   They did this for him and went off to let him eat his breakfast, well
satisfied at now getting them to perform oral sex on him. They did the same
for him that aftenoon when they saw to him, Margarete going first this
time.

   He got a surprise at supper time though, for it was the abbess who came
to visit him, followed by Sister Matilda.

   `Sisters Agatha and Margarete are on kitchen duties now so I've come
along with Sister Matilda to see to your needs Father. How are you feeling
now?"

   "Much better now Sister Rose for the ministrations I've been given since
the attack."

   `Well let's look at the damage those ruffians did to you," she said as
she pulled down the blanket from his body, revealing his naked
state. Sister Matilda gave out a gasp as seeing him like this. "Now, now
Matilda. I know this is the first time you've seen a naked man but if
you're to become the abbess sometime in the future, you must know how to
deal with a sick man."

    Sister Matilda was the oldest of the nuns there though she was only
still in her early twenties with Sister Rose being well into her fifties.

   "You can start by giving him a wash," Sister Rose said, putting a wet
cloth into her hands. This was taken and Matilda started from his face and
slowly moved down his body, wiping and drying him and she hesitated when
she got down to his groin. "It won't bite you," Sister Rose said as she was
applying cream to his chest. Matilda's hand tentatively took hold of his
penis and began to wash it and nearly let go of it when it started to rise
up and gave out a gasp. Sister Rose gave out a chuckle.

   "Nearly all men react like that when a female hand touches them. Don't
worry about it, but just be gentle with the bits that are underneath it."
Ryan was amused at the levity of the abbess, not having realised that she
had a sense of humour and loved the embarressment of Matilda as she washed
his balls, her face a bright red.

   "I think you should talk to Sisters Agatha and Margarete," he said to
her afterwards when they'd finished with him. "They'll tell you there's
nothing to be ashamed of in handling a man's private parts."

   "I'm sure they could," the abbess said in a dry voice. "Well I think
that tomorrow should be enough treatment for you Father as the scratches
and cuts seem to be healing nicely already. Sister Matilda will see to you
tomorrow and that should be enough I think." They then left him to eat his
supper and get some sleep.

                                                          *

   Sister Matilda came into his room on her own the next morning, bringing
both his breakfast and some more cream. He pushed the blanket off himself
for her to wash him and letting her see that he had an erection lying
there, hard and thick up on his stomach. Her face coloured again when she
saw him like that and tried to keep her eyes off of it as she began washing
him.

   "Did you speak to Agatha and Margarete last night?" he asked in a low
voice.

   "Yes," she replied, her face going red again as she got to his erection.

   "Go on, take it your hand. It won't bite, Sister Rose told you that,"
and she slowly took hold of it and held it upright to wash it. "Did they
tell you how they held it in their hands?" She gave him a nod of her
head. "Also that what you are now holding in your hand is the gift that God
has given man for him to make union with a woman and take her to heaven on
earth?" Again she nodded her head as she began to wash his balls. "I think
that you have been having thoughts about what they said. Though this is not
the confessional box, let's treat this room as one and tell me what were
the thoughts you've been having."

   `This...this union that you had with them. Was it right? I mean, is it
what the good Lord wants of us?"

   "Of that I'm certain sister," he stated. "The union takes place on the
altar in the church and thereafter, the union can be anywhere for he sees
all and rejoices when two of his flock celebrate this coming together in
his sight. Do you wish to have this union with me and praise and delight
our Lord?"

   "Yes Father," she whispered, her hand was still holding his erection and
was unconsciously rubbing it in and up and down motion.

   "Then come into the church tonight after lights out, with Sisters Agatha
and Magarete to see this union taking place." still speaking in a low
voice. She finished off creaming him and left him to eat his breakfast.

                                                          *

   He'd finished eating when Robin knocked at his door and entered when
called.

   "How are you feeling now Father?" he asked.

   "All the better for seeing you Robin. I want to thank you for helping me
there in the woods also I have missed you so much."

   "I too have missed you Father. I...I missed having you make love to me,"
he said in a low voice, the admission making Ryan's cock rise up fast.

   "Then get those clothes off and get into bed with me," he said in the
same way of speaking, his voice low and throaty with the expectation of
fucking Robin and now letting him fuck him too. For this is what he'd found
out there being raped, that he wanted to experience the gentler side of
having anal sex.

   Robin was quickly undressed and in bed, kissing and cuddling Ryan,
taking care of the healing scratches and abrasions, feeling the erection
pressed up hard to his stomach. This he wanted more than anything and soon
asked Ryan if he was able to see to him in their fashion. Ryan kissed him
saying that would be the best tonic for him. Robin got up and fetched the
cup of goose grease and put some over Ryan's cock head as he sat up and
moved over for Robin to get back on and go up onto his knees.

   Ryan too was on his knees, shuffling round to get behind and loved to
see that bum presented to him once again and got in between the open
legs. He stroked the cheeks of Robin first before he parted them and placed
the head of his throbbing cock to the entrance of his backside. With a big
sigh, he pushed forward to the gasp of Robin as he expanded his ring piece
and slid into that welcoming warmth and tightness.

   "Oh Father that feels so good," Robin crooned as he was filled with that
exciting and thrilling hard pulsating length of flesh. Ryan too revelled in
once again having that tight fit surrounding his cock and moved with
infinite slowness as he moved himself back and forth in that confined canal
that was Robin's backside.

   Both of them were crooning in the pleasure that they were giving and
receiving as they fucked until Ryan began to push in harder, bringing the
hips back to meet his body. Building up to ramming speed as he started to
come and then holding him tight as he jerked out his coming into
Robin. They let out great exhalations of breath, Ryan of having the fuck
and of Robin being on the receiving end.

   "Now for me," Robin said as he started to ease his body forward but Ryan
held him tight and wouldn't let him fall forward onto his stomach.

   "Robin," he said, his voice giving out the name in a croaking
fashion. "Now that I've just made love to you, would, would you now make
love to me in the same way?"

   "Oh Father, yes, yes please," he gushed. "That will be heaven." So Ryan
pulled out and got off the bed and wiped his cock on a cloth and as Robin
sat back on his heels, let the goose grease be smeared over his cock, it
jumping about with the anticipation of being able to be used to fuck the
Father in return.

   Ryan got back onto the bed on his knees, facing away from Robin who
gently stroked the fading weals on Ryan's bum cheeks. His hand was
trembling as he parted them and saw the hole he was at last going to be
able to fuck.

   He pressed his coated cock head to the entrance of Ryan's backside and
then pushed forward, feeling the initial resitance but kept up the pressure
until he'd expanded him enough for the head to slip in, aided by the
grease, and went right in till his thighs met the cheeks of Ryan's
bum. Ryan had given out a gasp at the entry and now Robin gave out a big
sigh as his cock was surrounded by the hot flesh of Ryan.

   "Oh Robin. This is much better than being raped," he cried out as he
loved to feel the pulsation and throb of the cock now deep inside his body.

   "I'll be as gentle as I can," said Robin.

   "No. Be as rough as you like, for you are fucking me with love and not
doing it for the sheer violence and vulgar thrill," Ryan said and began to
drool as Robin moved his hips back and forth, making that hard cock caress
and smooth out the kinks in his back passage. He was loving this steady
rhythmic movement inside and soon began to push his bum backwards to meet
the thrusts of Robin. His own cock was once again erect and bouncing about,
his balls swinging back and forth as Robin fucked him. He felt the hands
holding his hips, grasp him tighter and knew he was about to come as the
jerks got shorter and sharper and the cock head expand and felt the sperm
splash his insides as the canal was filled with the essence of Robin.

   Both cried out their delight in this coming together for the first time
and Robin was now so desperately in love with Ryan and positively glowed at
being allowed this pleasure of fucking him. As Ryan loved Robin, now having
had the lad fuck and take him to their kind of heaven. They were panting
heavily when the coming of Robin had finished and Ryan cried out as that
lovely hard shaft of flesh was withdrawn from his body. The loss being
heavy as cold air wafted round his puckering arsehole and couldn't stop
himself from jerking off to come again, this time over his blanket.

   They kissed, cuddled and stroked each other after Robin had wiped
himself clean and they lay back together on the bed for another hour before
he left.

                                                          *

   In spite of his sexual activites with Robin, Ryan was still able to get
an erection when Sister Matilda gave him a wash that afternoon. It was not
just her touch that roused him but the thought that he would be having her
on the altar that very night and was really looking forward to having his
third nun.

   He rose from his bed that evening for supper and took the evening
service and got a wink from Agatha as the nuns filed out of the church at
the end of it. It wasn't long before he heard the bell peal to say that the
time had come for the candles to be extinguished. He'd cleared the altar
and was ready when the door opened from the nunnery and the three nuns
entered the church. He kissed the cheek of Matilda and let the other two
help her off with her habit and he looked at the lovely body she had kept
hidden from men's sight and was now about to become his. Agatha and
Margarete helped her up onto the altar and then stood back to watch Ryan
mount and fuck her in his taking her to heaven as well as her virginity. He
took his habit off and got onto the foot of the altar between her open
legs, looking down at the sparse patch of hair between her upper
thighs. She was looking at his swaying organ and prayed to God that the
size of it wouldn't hurt her as he leaned forward.

   "May the Lord look down and bless this union as we join our bodies in
his name," Ryan intoned.

   "Amen," the two watching nuns said in response.

   Matilda was trembling and flinched at the first touch of his cock to her
upper thighs and then gave out a gasp as she felt his cock move into the
entrance of her vagina.

   He didn't pause when he felt her hymen but keep on moving forward and
broke through to a small cry at the sharp pain that was soon forgotten as
she felt his hardness fill her. It came on as a sudden thrill to feel his
hard length inside her and lifted her legs up to try and get more of him
inside such was the delight of having him there.

   Now she understood what the other two meant as she gloried in his moving
and exciting her, ever rising her up and up as her body gave out all kinds
of electric vibrations through the nerve endings that her vagina held. Ryan
sighed as his pubes met Matilda's and leaned briefly on her large breasts
before lifting himself up onto his elbows and began to move himself in and
out of her. She gave out short gasps at every forward thrust into her,
loving the power that was vibrating inside and exciting her beyond
measure. Never did she dream that she would ever get such pleasure from a
man fucking her. That she was being watched by two other sisters was of no
account and forgotten that they were there, watching her deflowering and
subsequent enjoyment of having Ryan fuck her.

   This pleasure was buidling up inside in the form of a volcano, the heat
increasing with every thrust, her insides churning in a maelstrom of
feelings and waves began to undulate through her body. She couldn't help
but give out a scream as the dam burst and she writhed about in a sexual
frenzy of her orgasmic release. Ryan fought hard to stay with her, coming
himself inside to her massive squeezing of his prick as she came, making
her insides very slippery with her released juices.

   That they flowed down and out, to seep between the cheeks of her arse to
soil the altar cloth, being added to the small bloodstain that had marked
the piercing of her hymen.

   She suddenly fell limp beneath Ryan, her chest heaving, her nipples as
hard as nuggets, scratching Ryan's chest as he too strove for breath,
panting as he leaned his sweaty front down onto hers. Her arms came up and
held his shoulders as she flexed her inside muscles, feeling again the
hardness of the man who'd just, as promised, taken her to heaven.

   "Bless you Sister," Ryan said as he raised himself and began to pull out
of her, she giving out a small cry, fighting to hold him back from leaving
her body. He slipped out to a squelching noise and sat down between her
legs as Margarete moved round and bent her head and took him into her
mouth.

   When she'd finished and had sucked him clean, he got off the altar and
let them help Matilda off and get her habit back on as he put on his own at
the same time.

   "That's a rather dirty habit you have Sister," he said to
Matilda. "Let's go down to the river tomorrow and we can wash it clean, and
if you wish, we could join in union again for the Lord to see us out in the
open in showing him our love. Would you like that?"

   "Yes please," she stammered, her knees still trembling from the most
wonderful experience she'd ever had and would like for it to happen again.

   "Can we come too?" asked Agatha.

   "Now, now. Don't be greedy. Your turn will come again shortly, besides,
you are on kitchen detail. Seek solace with Margarete." The two nuns smiled
at each other for he knew that they were having sex in the lesbian fashion
in making the suggestion. The three nuns left the church for him to put
things back onto the altar, looking at the fresh new stain that had been
added to the cloth and smiled at this memento.

                                                          *

   So the next morning after prayers and breakfast, he took Matilda down to
the river and watched as she washed her habit and after it was spread out
over a bush to dry, got her down onto the grass and fucked her for the
second time. She was in heaven again with him on top and inside her,
bringing her up to another orgasm. She had seen Margarete suck on his
steaming cock after it had been pulled out from her the night before, so
had no compunction about going down on him to suck on his prick and lick
him clean after they'd had their open air sex.

                                                          *

   Ryan got a surprise the next time he was in the confessional box, for it
was Robin who entered the other side and sat down.

   "Father I have sinned," he said, and Ryan could see that his head was
hanging down in what he thought was shame at having to confess.

   "What was your sin my son?" he asked in his soft voice.

   "I have betrayed our love by having sex with another male person."

   "Who was this other man and do you have any feelings of love towards
him?"

   "His name is Thomas and he's only a year younger than me and I feel a
lot for him and I think that it is love. Though it is rather difficult with
both of us having large families that we can only make love out in the
woods," he said. Hearing this was giving Ryan an erection and would need
the relief that Robin could give him.

   "I think we should discuss this more comfortably in my room Robin. Go
there now and wait for me. I shan't be long in joining you there," he said,
the double entendre being lost on the lad. He left the box and Ryan heard
one more confession, giving his blessing as well as the penance before
leaving and going to his room.

   "Now Robin," he began, pouring out some ale for them both, having
another cup made out of wood, and passing one over to him. "Let's get
undressed and onto the bed and tell me about young Thomas." They drank
their ale and undressed and got onto the bed. Ryan took him into his arms
and kissed him, both having erections that got squashed between them.

   "Now you love me as you do Thomas and it's not something that can be
denied. Love is for sharing whether it be with me, Thomas or any other
man. The sex side is only a by product, a way of really showing that love,
the giving and taking of pleasure from another person, that is love. Being
with them in and out of bed, the sharing of joy, the happiness that the
union can make between you. The Lord loves everybody and everything on
earth and wishes us to do the same, so you haven't lost my love by being in
love with another man. Now let me show you that I still love you by you now
having me." Ryan got up off the bed and got the goose grease and wiped it
over Robin's hard prick and got onto the bed on his knees.

   He was only too quick to show this by getting between his knees and
giving Ryan not only his love, but his solid erection up into his back
passage. This was what Ryan called male love by having that lovely organ
once again giving him pleasure as Robin rode him, moving in and out making
Ryan drool with the sheer joy of being reamed once again by him. The
eagerness of Robin was apparent by him not being able to stay long in his
shafting and soon held the naked hips firm as he pulled Ryan's hips back
tight onto his thighs and came inside him.

   Ryan gave out a cry at the loss of that throbbing organ, wishing he
could last longer and this gave him thought as he watched Robin clean his
prick before greasing Ryan's cock and getting onto his knees for Ryan to
fuck him.

   The tightness of Robin was far better than that of the nuns and
marshalled his thoughts as to the future of his love for fucking Robin and
wondered if he could talk him round to sharing Thomas with him. With his
thinking along these lines, he was able to double the length of time in his
fucking, that Robin was crying out his joy and love for Ryan as he was
being fucked.

   But he came and Robin cried out too at the loss of the big prick of Ryan
being slowly withdrawn from his back passage and vowed his love over and
over again as Ryan washed himself. They went into another embrace on the
bed, Robin crying that he'd been forgiven for loving somebody else at the
same time. It wasn't until he'd finished sobbing and lay quiet in Ryan's
arms did Ryan begin to speak out his thoughts.

   "Why don't you and Thomas join me here in the church?"

   "Become a monk?" Robin asked.

   "Yes. It's no different from just living in the hamlet. You would still
have to work in the vegetable gardens and do things like that to help out,
just the same as you do now, only we would be all working together."

   "Where would we sleep?"

   "I think we could just about manage to fit another two beds in here and
I could then see you make love to Thomas and maybe he would come to love me
too. We would then be a good trio in looking after the church and each
other."

    "I...I'd have to ask him first," he stammered. "You...you mean that you
wouldn't mind seeing me make love to him?"

   "No. Then he could also see that we still love each other by letting him
watch us together and maybe he would like to join us." Ryan's prick was now
up hard again at the thought and so it seemed did Robin, for he was showing
one too. Ryan quickly turned round on the bed and took Robin's cock into
his mouth to suck and chew on, Robin then doing the same to him. So joined
by way of the mouth, both sucked away, rubbing the opposite cock until both
came and filled each other at the same time with their mutual coming.

   With both of them sexual satisfied, Robin left to talk to Thomas and
Ryan asked the abbess if she could get two monk's habits made up by a
seamstress in the town and then set about making two more beds for his
room, such was his belief that Thomas would agree. For he would then be
able to have sex with Robin whenever he felt like in Ryan's room, well away
from their families and possibly being caught out in the open air.

                                                          *

   Now, the initiated nuns into sex were not going without when they were
in their sleeping quarters at night after lights out. Ever since Agatha had
shown Margarete how two women could have sex, they were never out of one
bed or the other. Spreading their legs to have the other down between them,
licking and probing with their tongue and eventually having an orgasm as
their expertise improved. Matilda was now drawn into this tight knit circle
and began to get her share. She had been hesitant at first but after the
initial experience of female love, took her turn with one or the other for
a one hour session after lights out.

   It was because of this that Sister Catherine got drawn into the circle
and into losing her viginity on the altar of love. She had been in her bed
after lights out when she could hear these strange noises coming from the
curtained cubicle next to hers. She knew that Sister Agatha slept there and
thought that she might be in some pain or whatever, and so got out of her
bed and went and pulled aside the curtain to Agatha's sleeping area. She
didn't really comprehend what she saw before her. Two naked bodies were
writhing about on the bed and Agatha got a shock when she saw Sister
Catherine standing there and rolled Matilda off of her.

   "What are you doing?" Catherine hissed, seeing both pairs of breasts all
sweaty and heaving. Though she was the youngest nun there, she had seen her
elder sister bare breasted, and also in a similar position though it had
been a man on top of her then. This was the first time she'd seen two women
in this same position. "I thought something was wrong with you, the noise
you were making."

   "The only thing wrong is you interrupting," Agatha panted.

   "But what are you doing?"

   "Having sex you stupid bitch," Matilda said. "What did you think?"

   "I...I didn't know. I didn't know that two women could, well, have sex
together."

   "Father Ryan showed us how," Agatha said.

   "But...but, he's a man!" Catherine stuttered.

   "And what a man," sighed Matilda. "One that can take you to heaven," and
gave out another sigh. "You should try him out for size," and Agatha
giggled at this.

   "We have and it was lovely," Agatha said, her eyes shining. "He puts his
big thick cock up here," and she stuck her fingers up into Matilda, "and
fucks your brains out."

   Catherine was amazed at this blatant display of Agatha using her fingers
on Matilda in the fashion of a man's prick going in and out of her sex and
Matilda was even smiling back up at her.

   "Then when you have a climax, oooh, it's heaven," said Matilda,
squeezing her legs together, trapping Agatha's hand when it was between her
legs.

   "He calls it the act of giving your body to the Lord, the joining of two
together in His love. Then later he will show you how to please a woman
like we were doing when you interrupted us."

   "Why don't you confess to him that you have seen us doing this and maybe
he will take you to heaven too. Then you could be a comfort to Sister
Margarete who's going without some love tonight," Matilda said. "I can
promise you that you'll love it."

   "Now piss off so that we can continue to enjoy ourselves," Agatha
said. Catherine, red in the face, stepped back and pulled the curtain back
and went and got into her own bed. Somewhat shocked at what she'd seen and
heard. But knew that men and women did lay together, having seen her sister
and her boyfriend do it and had to admit that her sister seemed to enjoy it
too. But two women? She remembered seeing the fingers of Agatha go up into
Matilda and she tentatively put her own fingers into herself and rubbed and
got a funny sensation in her lower belly that wasn't unpleasant. Then began
her fantasies of having a man's prick taking the place of her fingers,
knowing what one looked like and would it give her more pleasure than she
was getting now? It took her two nights of frigging herself without a
climax before she took the plunge.

                                                         *

   Sister Rose was quite pleased to hear Ryan announce that two of the
village boys would most probably be joining him in the church. He had said
this with tongue in cheek and she didn't pick up on it. For her, it meant
two more pair of hands to see to things about the place: the church itself,
the vegetables and livestock being looked after, so gave her blessing and
asked, as we know, for a seamstress in town to make the habits for them.

                                                          *

   Ryan had made one bed when Robin turned up with young Thomas who seemed
shy at being introduced as Robin's boyfriend. Ryan now recalled having seen
the youth in church for his services and welcomed him.

   "Well? Are you going to join me here in the church?" he asked of them
both as he led them into his room and sat them down on his bed.

   "Yes Father," Robin said. "If you'll have us." Ryan loved the way he
said this and smiled.

   "Of course! I'd love to have you in the church, and in here," he added.
"I finished making one bed and will soon have the other one made. There's
just enough room to fit them both in here, cramping us a bit as your two
beds will have to be side by side or we wouldn't be able to get the door
open," he laughed. "The abbess was delighted when I told her that you might
be joining us and has ordered two habits from town. So when they arrive we
will make it an occasion and have you welcomed into the church at next
Sunday's service. I'll have that other bed finished and installed by
then. Bless you both."

                                                               *