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Father Patrick Mallory

I sat in the confessional waiting for the next parishioner to enter, my mind drifting back to those events a month ago in my previous church. It had been the most surreal and sinful thing I had ever experienced in my life. I had come out to find a man, his wife, and his daughter fucking in the pews. Just right there in the church as if that was nothing.

It was obscene.

Then Petra Guadeloupe, a good girl and part of a very faithful family, had burst out of the confessional where she had just been fucking the other priest, Father Ramirez, and had flung herself at me. She had pounced on me and… and…

Broken my vow of celibacy.

She had gotten my cock out and plunged her pussy down my dick. She had ridden me in the church, babbling about being a bimbo. She sounded like a complete airhead. Not the girl I remembered at all. She had been changed.

Bimbo… That word. I couldn’t get it out of my mind.

Bimbo…

I could still see Petra’s empty-headed expression of joy as she bounced on me, her round and golden-brown breasts heaving over me as that hot and tight pussy worked up and down me. The pleasure had been exquisite. I lost all control and… and…

I was getting hard again thinking about it. Bimbo… Bimbo…

After that, Father Ramirez was lost to the harlot’s charms. He let Petra whore herself out in the confessional booth at St. Michael’s. It was why I had transferred to a new parish. Now I worked at the Church of Mary Magdalene on the other side of the country. It was an old stone church with a private school behind it that the parish ran. Four nuns took care of the church and the school, administering both.

The door to the other side of the confessional booth opened. Through the divider full of small holes, I could see her. I recognized her as Mrs. Desidéria Teixeira, a Brazilian-born teacher at the private school. A good woman. Her husband also taught there. She was a math teacher and he taught Latin and English.

“Bless me Father for I have sinned,” she said after settling down. “It’s been three days since my last confession.”

“The Lord bless you, child, what are your sins,” I said by rote as I sat her, my cock so hard in my pants. I adjusted myself carefully.

“I… I don’t know how this happened, Father,” she whispered, “but…”

“If you wish to find the Lord’s forgiveness, you must repent, child,” I said calmly. I didn’t put any judgment in my voice. That wasn’t my place. It was the Lord to judge. I was just here to coax the sin from my parishioner and help them repent.

“I have been having… relationship with a man who’s not my husband,” she croaked.

Harlot. That word stabbed through my mind. “I see.”

“It’s not even really man, not really,” she continued. “It’s one of my students at the private school. He’s eighteen,” she added hastily. “I… I know it’s wrong, I just can’t bring myself to stop, Father. He’s… he’s so young and handsome.”

Anger boiled through me. It always did when I heard women confessing about their affairs. They present themselves as these loving family women, devoted to their husbands and children, then they confess how they cheat. Harlots. Whores. Sluts. They made a vow, dedicating themselves to one man, and they broke it.

Broke it when the first bimbo tart comes along!

Bimbo… That damned word. It echoed in my mind as I listened to her pathetic protests. She just wanted to indulge in her carnal lusts like Father Ramirez. She wanted to be like Petra, fucking every man she could for money.

“If you wish the Lord’s forgiveness, you must put a stop to the affair,” I told her.

“I want to, Father,” she said, her voice broken. “I do. I love my husband, I’m just weak.”

“Then ask the Lord for strength,” I told her. “A dozen Hail Marys and the rosary, my child.”

“Yes, Father,” she said and rose. I knew she wouldn’t, though. I had seen this before. She would be back next week, tearfully confessing how she slipped up again. How she couldn’t resist one more romp with the young stud. And even if she ended the affair, once a cheating whore, always a cheating whore.
There would be another man. Another student.

Bimbo… Damned word. It pulled at me. There was something about it. Something about that man and his wife and daughter. About how he controlled Petra. My cock was so hard. Throbbing. I wanted to touch it. To stroke it. To give in to the sin of self-pleasure.

I ripped out my phone and did a Google search for “bimbo.” There was something there. Something that had changed Petra from that good girl into an abject whore. No one changed that fast. Something had been done to her.

The top result was… the Bimbo App. A download link that promised to… make women into bimbos. Into whores. I stared at the description, my blood running cold. This was what had turned Petra into that little whore.

Flashes of her tight pussy working up and down my cock shot through me. I swallowed, my heart racing. I had to get out of this booth. It was too private. I could just pull my cock out and no one would know. Other priests had done it. I had heard stories.

I opened the door and stepped out, staring at my phone.

“You shouldn’t have your phone out, Father,” Sister Bethany Anne said as she walked by. She was one of the nuns, wearing the full black, shapeless habit belted around her waist with the white wimple wrapped around her face, covering her hair and neck. The black veil draped over it and her shoulders. She sniffed at me. She was young but had a squat face and a waspish, ugly expression. “Keep your mind on the Lord, Father.”

I nodded and glanced at Mrs. Teixeira praying before the altar. She wore a brown, leather skirt and a gray blouse. It was conservative, and yet there was something sensual about the married, Brazilian woman.

I closed my phone and shoved it into my pocket. I had to forget about what happened.

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Bimbo…

I lay on my bed in the small cottage that lay on the grounds for the caretaking priest—me—to live in. It was a tiny place, a bedroom with a narrow bed, a small office where I could write my homilies and work on my outreach ministries, and a kitchen-living room area. I stared up a

t the ceiling, unable to sleep. A storm raged outside, the wind howling by the door.
My cock was so hard.

I wanted to masturbate to Petra riding my cock. My phone lay charging on my nightstand. Just within reach. That app was there. That link to download and… and… I could just install it. Make bimbos here. Have them satiate my cock.

Make whores into bimbos. Mrs. Teixeira into a bimbo…

Lord, give me the strength to resist, I prayed and glanced at my phone. Lightning flashed, illuminating the black screen. Smartphones were black mirrors that reflected the best and worse of humanity. It was all in there. I just had to reach out. Please, Lord.

I rolled over onto my side, closing my eyes, my cock so hard.

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I was groggy the next day. I was taking off the robes I wore. I had just given a morning mass. It was a weekday one, so not many people were in attendance. I yawned as I stepped out of the small vestibule. I had to do confessions. I exited the hallway into the church proper and ran smack into Sister Bethany Anne.

The squat-faced nun said, “Father, what was that? You were yawning through morning mass and distracted. There was no energy! You are here to share the Lord’s will with His flock, and you are bumbling through it.”

I scowled at this young woman. She was barely twenty. Well, I was only twenty-five, but still. “Sorry, I didn’t sleep well.” I marched around her to the confessional booth, hoping she would drop it. “I have something weighing on my mind.”

“Then pray on it, Father, and do better,” she hissed as she dogged after me, yapping at me like a little ankle-biter. “Remember who you serve.”

“I remember,” I said, my hand slipping into my pocket and finding my phone. “I want to focus, but…” I stopped before the confessional and pulled out my phone. I turned on the screen and typed in my unlock code. The download link for the app was right there. I just had to…

I touched the link.

“On your phone again, Father.” The nun shook her head in contempt. “No wonder you are having problems getting sleep and doing your job properly. Put that away.”

Congratulations! The Bimbo App Faith Version has been installed.

Faith version? How did it know? Right, right, social media sites tracked everyone’s data. Google and Facebook probably sold my data to whoever used the app. I swallowed. I just had to click the icon. Just load it up.

“Are you listening to me, Father!” Sister Bethany Anne huffed, her face growing ugly. A red mottle spread across her face, a blotching flush that was deeply unattractive. “I am going to talk with the mother superior about you.”

Anger flashed through me. Like I needed a lecture from that wrinkled, leather-faced hag who had never known a moment of joy in her whole life. I tapped the app’s icon. The screen flashed pink as it loaded.

Welcome to the Bimbo App Faith Version. Bimbofy nuns to increase your Faith Level. Spend Faith Crystals to modify your flock. Faith Crystals are earned by your bimbo nuns and yourself. Experiment to find new ways to earn them. Remake your flock into your image.

“Don’t ignore me!” hissed the nun. “I will write letters to the archdiocese. I know there was some issue at your last church. Probably did something sinful, and the Church packed you off here to make you our problem. Well, I won’t let you… Why are you pointing your phone at me? Put that down!”

The App was like one of those… what were they called. ARG? Like Pokemon Go. It overlayed information on the world. It circled her angry face and asked: Bimbofy Sister Bethany Anne into your Bimbo Oral Nun?

The pink buttons with YES and NO appeared beneath it. My heart pounded in my chest.

“Father Patrick Mallory, you stop this right now!” she shrieked, her voice shrill. Annoying. My cock was so hard.

I hit YES. Shock rippled through me that I had done something so obviously sinful. I didn’t know if this App really would… change… her. I gasped as her face changed. Her anger melted away into adoration. Her features shifted in subtle ways. She no longer seemed squat-faced, but had cute and delicate features. A button nose. Her hazel eyes shone as she clasped her hands together.

“Fathery Mallory!” she squealed, bouncing up and down. “Ooh, ooh, I wanna make you a goody priest and take care of you and… Do you need your cock suckied on? I can do that. Yeppers! I can! Tee-hee!”

She was completely different. Her voice was cute and adorable. Her expression was so friendly. She pushed me back into the confessional. I gasped and sank onto the seat. she followed me, the door closing behind her and plunging us into intimate darkness. The bimbofied nun dropped to her knees and attacked my black slacks. I stared at her, swallowing. My starched collar felt so tight around my neck as she undid my belt.

“Mmm, gonna sucky on Fathery Mallory’s dick, yeppers, I am,” she sang to herself. “Cocky suckying is the best.”

Right here in the hallways outside the vestibule. I couldn’t believe it. I was paralyzed in shock. What had I done? She reached into my fly and pulled out my hard cock. Her mouth opened wide and swallowed my dick.

I had changed this waspish nun into an empty-headed, cock-sucking slut. Her plump lips sealed about my shaft. The warmth of her mouth soaked the tip of my cock. Then she suckled. I groaned as she nursed on me.

“Lord,” I breathed as she bobbed her head. I had to undo this. Everyone would know that she had changed. What had I done?

I glanced down at my phone to see that she was now called a Bimbo Nun Oral. Her smiling face was in a pink circle on the screen with a glowing exclamation mark beside her. I clicked it and read, Bimbo Nun Oral: These nuns are on their knees ready to please with their mouths while the parishioner recites his or her rosary and Hail Mary.

“Oh, Lord, that’s so wrong,” I groaned as the nun suckled on me with such sloppy delight.

I closed the explanation box when another popped up, reading: Congratulations, you have reached Faith Level 1! You may bimbofy sexually immoral women of your congregation into Bimbo Harlots for 10 Faith Crystals.

Instantly, Mrs. Teixeira popped into my mind. I noticed in the corner of the screen that I had 3 Faith Crystals already. I shuddered as that naughty bimbo-nun suckled on my cock. I groaned, savoring her mouth working up and down my cock.

Sister Bethany Anne put her all into blowing me. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was insane feeling her suckling on me. My face contorted with the pleasure of this moment. I gripped my phone. The screen turned off, making it even darker in here. The sloppy sounds of her blowjob filled the air. It was so intense.

“Sister Bethany Anne,” I groaned.

She suckled hard on me, purring around my cock. Her tongue danced.

“Oh, Lord,” I groaned. “What have I done? What—”

The other door to the confessional box opened. A man entered. Mr. Teixeira, the husband of that cheating whore. I swallowed, trying not to groan as Sister Bethany Anne blew me without a care in the world.

“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned,” he groaned. “It’s been… two or three weeks since my last confession.”

“The Lord bless you, child, what are your sins,” I groaned by rote, my nuts tensing with that hungry mouth suckling on me.

“I’ve been… watching porn, Father,” the man said, his voice stricken. “I know it’s wrong, it’s just my wife… She’s been distant lately.”

I knew why. My dick throbbed in the nun’s mouth. His wife was a filthy, filthy whore.
“She hasn’t been… eager to share marital relations, and I’ve just been so… so… Well, I’ve been abusing myself watching those women. The things they do…”

I bet his wife did those things to that student she fucked.

“I want to stop. I want to make things right between the Lord and my wife, Father,” Mr. Teixeira said as the pressure rose in my nuts.

“Uh-huh,” I said, picturing his wife on her knees sucking that young man’s cock. Sister Bethany Anne suckled so hard on my cock. “You just have to… pray to the Lord. Go and do a dozen Hail Marys and five Rosaries.”

“Yes, Father,” the man said and rose as the pressure hit the bursting point in my cock.

I clenched my teeth as I erupted into the bimbo-nun’s sucking mouth. I shuddered, spurting over and over again. The pleasure slammed through me. The sinful bliss crashed into my mind. I groaned, savoring that pleasure slamming through my body.

Mr. Teixeira left the confessional as I shuddered, spurting more and more of cum into the bimbo-nun’s mouth. Sister Bethany Anne gulped it all down with glee. I shuddered, my nuts emptying themselves fast. I fired a last one.

“Lord,” I breathed, rubbing my hand over my face. My phone buzzed in my hand, on silent.
The bimbo-nun ripped her mouth off my cock. “Praisy the Lordy for all your cummies, Fathery Mallory!”

I just panted as she jumped to her feet and darted out of the confessional booth, slamming the door behind me. I couldn’t believe that happened. I raised my phone to absently check the notification, my mind a whirl at one I had just unleashed. My screen turned on. I had a notification from the App.

Receive BJ while giving confession! 1 Faith Crystal earned!

That brought me up to 4. I swallowed and stood, putting my cock away. I had to wipe my face off. I buckled up and left the confessional to the sounds of a man groaning. I glanced to my right to see Mr. Teixeira standing before the altar with Sister Bethany Anne kneeling before him. She had her hands on his ass, gripping him through his blue jeans. His belt was open. So was his fly. She was…

“Lord, forgive me,” I groaned and rushed over to the sight.

Mr. Teixeira shot me a confused glance as the bimbo-nun worked her mouth up and down his cock. The Brazilian man shuddered, his brown face twisting in pleasure as the pale-faced nun slobbered on his dick. She suckled on him with passion while wiggling her hips in such a… a…

Suggestive way.

I swallowed as I stared at my nun. She wanted me to… to… fuck her. There was something different about her habit, too. I hadn’t noticed it with the change to her face, but it was slit open on the sides. Black cloth draped over her rump, leaving her legs bare. She had thigh-high stockings on. And heels.

I flipped up the back of her habit. She had no panties and a tight, shaved pussy. I shuddered at the sight of her cunt. I dropped to the floor, my heart pounding away. Mr. Teixeira stared at me in shock as he watched me unbuckle my pants.

“Father?” he groaned, Sister Bethany Anne sucking hard on his cock.

“Say your Hail Marys and Rosaries,” I said as I pulled out my dick and lined up at the nun’s pussy.
“R-Right, Father,” the man said, his face twisting in delight. He started muttering his prayers as I pressed into the nun’s hot snatch.

Pussy. This was so wrong, but I couldn’t take it. Not after thinking about bimbos and harlots. I was lost. I buried my cock to the hilt in Sister Bethany Anne’s cunt. The bimbo-nun moaned around his cock. She suckled hard on him as her pussy gripped my dick. She squeezed around me. It was… incredible.

“Yes, yes, yes, Lord,” I groaned as I drew back my dick.

She squealed about Mr. Teixeira’s cock as I drew back my dick. Her hot pussy squeezed down on me. It was intense. Amazing. I rammed back into her snatch. I buried to the hilt in her slutty cunt. I fucked her with force.

I pounded her hard and fast, my nuts slapping into her shaved flesh. She squealed and moaned her delight, sounding so happy to have a dick in her mouth. I thrust away at her. I fucked her with force, reveling in that hot twat gripping my dick.

She held me tight. She massaged me with that hot twat. I groaned, loving every second of burying into her. I fucked her hard and fast. I thrust to the hilt in her cunt, loving how she squeezed her snatch around me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned.

The husband of the harlot kept muttering his prayers as his face twisted in delight. He gripped the top of the nun’s head as she bobbed up and down him. She suckled on him with passion. It was insane to watch. My cock thrust away with hard strokes.

I pounded her with all that I had. I buried into her again and again, reveling in that tight snatch around me. She held me with that hot flesh. It was magical to feel. I grunted and groaned with each plunge into her snatch.

“Lord Almighty!” I growled.

“Father!” Mr. Teixeira groaned. “She’s… I…”

“Just enjoy Sister Bethany Anne’s mouth,” I groaned. “Just enjoy the bimbo-nun’s sucking mouth! She’s bringing you closer and closer to forgiveness!”

“Right, Father!” growled the man. “Lord! Mother of God, yes!”

She slobbered on his cock. Suckled on him with noisy passion. I fucked her hard, the pressure rising in my nuts. The need to spurt my cum into her pussy growing and growing with each plunge into her twat. I loved this so much. I fucked into her with all that I had. It was just fantastic to do that. I pounded her cunt. I fucked her with force, reveling in that delight.

I buried into her over and over again. I loved how she squeezed her snatch down on me. She held me tight with that hot snatch. I groaned with each thrust into her. My nuts tightened. The need to cum in the bimbo-nun grew and grew.

“Sister!” groaned Mr. Teixeira. “Oh, Sister, that’s so good! I’m going to erupt!”

“Flood the little whore’s mouth!” I growled, burying hard into my bimbo-nun’s cunt. I owned her. I could fuck her pussy with all the force I wanted. I buried into her over and over again. I fucked her with such passion. I reveled in the delight of burying into her.

Sister Bethany Anne wiggled her hips back and forth, stirring her hot cunt around my dick. I wouldn’t last much longer with the whore’s hot twat gripping me. My nuts tightened with the load of jizz I would dump in her whorish depths.

“Filho da mãe!” groaned Mr. Teixeira. He threw back his head and shuddered.

My bimbo-nun gulped down his cum. She swallowed it with hunger. Her pussy clamped down hard on me as I fucked her. Then she squealed as she guzzled down his jizz. Her snatch went wild around my cock as I buried to the hilt in her.

“Oh, Lord,” I growled and erupted into her pussy.

I flooded my bimbo-nun’s cunt with my jizz. My seed pumped into her writhing snatch. I shuddered at the pleasure rushing through me. At the bliss sweeping through my body with each eruption. It was incredible.

Fantastic.

“Little whore!” I roared.

“Yes, yes, yes,” groaned Mr. Teixeira. “Merda!”

I pumped more and more of my cum into the whore’s pussy. Her twat rippled around me. I shuddered, savoring that heat sweeping through me. The pleasure slammed into my mind. It was just amazing to have her snatch suckling at my erupting dick.

Her pussy suckled at me. She nursed with passion at my dick. I groaned, savoring that bliss. It was a perfect moment to have her rippling around me. I shuddered, spurting more and more of my cum into her snatch. My balls emptied themselves.

My phone vibrated in my pocket while I panted. I pulled my cock out of her pussy while the husband stared in shock. He stepped back, his dick popping out of the bimbo-nun’s mouth. My cum dribbled out of her pussy.

“Ooh, ooh, you’re are so blessedy and cleansied of all your sinnies sins!” cooed the bimbo-nun.

“Right, right, sister,” muttered Mr. Teixeira. He finished buckling up his jeans and hurried away.
This was insane. I pulled out my phone from my pocket and found that I had two new notifications from the Bimbo App.

Fucked your Oral Nun while she blew parishioner! 1 Faith Crystal earned!

Oral Nun satiated parishioner! 1 Faith Crystal earned!

That brought me up to six. I panted as I stood and buckled up my own pants. The nun stood. I noticed how her habit fit her body tightly. She was a petite thing with small breasts, but they were outlined against the thin, black material. Both her legs were visible thanks to the slits in the side of her habit. It was more a dress than robes now. She looked so sexy as she licked the cum off her lips.

“Ameny, Father,” she said. “Ooh, ooh, another confessy person!”

I glanced to see one of the students from the private high school rushing up. She wore a tartan skirt and a white blouse, the uniform. She had her blonde hair in pigtails that looked so adorable. She was a petite thing. A freshman. Fourteen. She glanced at me before she vanished into the confessional booth.

I slipped into the confessional booth. I was almost shocked that Sister Bethany Anne didn’t follow me in. I glanced at the girl. I thought her name was Amberlyn. Amberlyn… Sorenson. That was it. I took a deep breath as she went through the hole. “Bless me, Father” and “it’s been seven days since my last confession.”

I nodded, my dick so hard. I was expecting a blowjob and wasn’t getting one. I was so horny for it especially as the blushing schoolgirl confessed to masturbating and lusting after young men her age. She was starting to get “boy crazy” as my mother put it when dealing with my older sisters.

“You just have to pray to the Lord to help you control your desires,” I said. “Now, three Hail Marys and 2 Rosaries.”

“Yes, Father,” the girl said and left. I swallowed and opened the door. I watched her hurry up to the front where Sister Bethany Anne waited.

The nun pounced.

“Sister!” squealed the schoolgirl in shock. She stood there stiffly as the bimbo-nun reached up beneath her skirt. Amberlyn threw a worried look over her shoulder at me then squeaked in fright. “Sister! That’s my underwear!”

The bimbo-nun rolled a pair of white panties down the cutie’s thighs. The schoolgirl trembled there as the nun ducked her head beneath the tartan skirt. The girl’s head shook, her pigtails dancing as the nun began her feast.

“F-Father Mallory!” gasped the girl as Sister Bethany Anne feasted on the girl’s cunt. The lesbian sight had my dick so hard. I moved behind the nun. “She’s… She’s… I…”

“I told you to say your Hail Marys and your Rosaries.” I unbuckled my belt again. “Start praying, Miss Sorenson.”

“Y-yes, Father!” she squeaked, her cheeks bright red. She began muttering as I flipped up my nun’s habit again, exposing her cute rump. Cum dripped out of her pussy. I had enjoyed two of her holes.

Why not? I had gone this far. I should just go all the way. I dropped to my knees and pulled out my cock. The girl gasped, her eyes locked on my dick. Her lips moved as she wordlessly prayed, but I knew she wasn’t even realizing it. She just trembled there as the nun feasted on her cunt.

I pressed my cock into Sister Bethany Anne’s butt-crack and found her asshole. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Sodomy in church. But I was witnessing lesbianism in church. Fornication. It was all a sin. The Bimbo App gave me this power.

I thrust against Sister Bethany Anne’s asshole.

“Yay!” she moaned in the girl’s twat. “Fathery Mallory’s dick in my assyhole!”

Her anal ring widened and widened. The girl stopped her recital, her eyes so wide. She licked her lips as Sister Bethany Anne’s asshole swallowed my cock. I slipped into the bimbo-nun’s backdoor and experienced the velvety heaven of a woman’s bowels for the first time.

I sank more and more of my cock into the bimbo-nun’s backdoor. She moaned into the schoolgirl’s pussy. Amberlyn quivered there, her blue eyes so wide. I savored her blushing innocence crumbling away as my cock bottomed out in the nun’s asshole. I had every inch of my rod in her.

I gripped the bimbo-nun’s hips and drew back my dick. I groaned, savoring that velvety massage. She cooed and whimpered into the girl’s twat. I loved the way she held my cock. She massaged me with that wondrous grip.

“Lord,” I groaned as I slammed my cock back into the nun’s asshole.

“Father,” the girl whispered. “Father, this is… I…”

“This is what the Lord wants,” I groaned. He gave me this power. The Bimbo App… It was more than something man-made. It was supernatural. He gave me the power to reshape the parish into my will. “Yes, yes, this is what the Lord wants, so you cum on Sister Bethany Anne’s mouth. You cum on her mouth instead of giving in to your lusts for those boys.”

“Yes, Father!” the girl gasped, her body trembling. Her pure, white blouse rustled as she quivered, her tartan skirt swaying.

I pounded the nun’s asshole, reveling in her velvety grip on my cock. She held me tight as I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her with all that I had. I plowed deep into her bowels. She gripped me with that hot anal sheath. It was an amazing moment to have her gripping me like that.

The pressure in my nuts grew and grew as they slapped into her taint. It was just a fantastic rush to fuck her like this. I pounded her with all that I had. She moaned, squeezing her anal sheath down on my cock. She wiggled her hips back and forth as I fucked into her. I pounded her with all that I had.

Sister Bethany Anne moaned into the girl’s snatch, her anal sheath squeezing tight around my dick. It was magical fucking the bimbo-nun’s bowels. I loved it. I savored plunging away at her. I owned her. The Lord gave her to me.

“Praise the Lord, Miss Sorenson!” I growled.

“Yes, Father!” the girl gasped, her face twisting in delight. “Oh, oh, she’s licking all over me. She’s… I…”

“Drown her in your pussy juices!” I groaned, losing myself to this wondrous gift from the Lord. “Anoint Sister Bethany Anne with your pussy juices.”

“Annointy me with all you yummy nummy cunty creams!” squealed the nun, her bowels clamping down on my cock.

The girl nodded. Her head threw back. Her blonde pigtails flew as she trembled through the rapture. Her squeals echoed through the church as she climaxed. It was so wild to watch her cumming on the bimbo-nun’s face.

I slammed my cock hard into Sister Bethany Anne as she feasted on the schoolgirl’s pussy. The underage cutie squealed out her passion. Her pigtails danced as she bucked through her pleasure. She gasped out her delight as the nun’s asshole clamped down on me.

“Fathery Mallory!” squealed my bimbo-nun.

Her anal sheath writhed around my dick.

“Lord, yes!” I groaned as I pumped away at that hot and spasming anal sheath. It was just amazing to have that tight anal sheath convulsing around me. It was such a hot delight. I loved the pleasure rippling around me. “My bimbo-nun! My slut!”

I buried into her and erupted.

“Your slutty nunny whore!” squealed Sister Bethany Anne.

Her asshole spasmed around my dick as I pumped blast after blast of my cum into her. I groaned at the pleasure flashing through me. I savored that delight as I filled her anal sheath with my spunk. Rapture crashed into my mind.

I pumped her anal sheath full of my seed. She whimpered into the schoolgirl’s pussy. Her asshole convulsed around me. I loved how that hot anal sheath spasmed about me. It was such a perfect delight. I groaned, reveling in my power over her.

“She’s my slutty nun, Miss Sorenson,” I groaned. “That’s how she serves the Lord!”

“Yes, Father!” the girl whimpered, her body trembling. She stepped back, her skirt sliding over the nun’s head and falling down. She still had her panties around her knees. “Oh, my.”

I spurted the last of my cum into my nun’s asshole. My phone vibrated. I panted as I pulled out my phone, my dick still buried to the hilt in the nun’s bowels. Her flesh rippled around me while she cooed her delight, her veil rustling around her face. I had two more notifications from the App.

Fucked your Oral Nun in the ass while she ate out a virgin parishioner’s cunt! 2 Faith Crystal earned!

Oral Nun satiated parishioner! 1 Faith Crystal earned!

“Ooh, ooh, now you have to licky my cunny!” the nun squealed and ripped her asshole off me. I gasped in shock as she grabbed the schoolgirl and shoved her down to her knees. The girl’s tartan skirt flared as the nun lifted the front of her habit.

“You’re full of… of…” the girl stammered as the bimbo-nun grabbed the back of her head.
“Full of Fathery Mallory’s cummy cums!” squealed the nun. She shoved the schoolgirl’s face into the sloppy cunt.

I rose to my feet, watching stunned at the bimbo-nun grinding her cum-filled cunt on the schoolgirl’s face. My eyes fell down on Amberlyn’s rump. Her tartan skirt draped over that cute ass. My dick throbbed. My cock was dirty, and she was a virgin, so…

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Amberly Sorenson

I was so confused. This was so strange. I was licking the nun’s pussy. I couldn’t stop myself. My tongue flicked through her shaved folds and gathered up the salty cum. It was all I could taste. Father Mallory’s seed. It was so thick and strong, but then there was something else.

Another flavor. A sweet taste. It was the nun’s pussy. I was tasting her pussy as she held me to her twat. Her skirt draped over the back of my head. Her nun’s habit had become so lewd. She had thigh-high stockings on and…

The father lifted my skirt. My virgin pussy clenched. He wasn’t… I was still pure.

His cock pressed into my butt-crack. My eyes widened. I knew some other girls at my school that only did anal. “It’s not really sex if it’s up the ass. Plus, you’re still a virgin.”

I moaned into the nun’s pussy, licking up his cum. I couldn’t help myself as she ground on me. I shuddered as his big, exciting dick pressed against my anal ring. This was so wild. This couldn’t be happening. What was going on here, but…

Father Mallory said this was okay. He was the priest, and he was… drilling his dick against my backdoor. My asshole widened. I moaned into the nun’s pussy. More of his cum spilled out of her sweet depths into my mouth as my sphincter stretched and stretched open.

I gasped as he popped into me. “Father!”

“Yes,” he groaned as he sodomized me. This really, really felt like a sin. It felt so good as he sank into me. This had to be wrong, but he was the priest, and she was the nun. Sister Bethany Anne. So it had to be okay, right?

“Just keep lickying!” she sang when I realized I had stopped. “Just keep lickying my pussy! Yay!”
“Sorry, Sister,” I gasped and stroked my tongue through her folds.

I gathered up more and more of the cum spilling out of her sweet pussy as Father Mallory bottomed out in me. He filled me up to the brim. I couldn’t believe that. He gripped my hips and drew back. It was just so wild having him do that.

My asshole gripped him as he thrust back into me. He buried to the hilt in my anal sheath. I moaned into the nun’s pussy. My tongue licked through her folds. I lapped at her with all that I had. A shiver ran through me as my tongue stroked through her folds and gathered up more and more of the cum that spilled out of her.

She moaned and ground her snatch down on my face. She wiggled her hips back and forth. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Father Mallory pumped away at my cock. The new priest hammered my anal sheath.

“Miss Sorenson,” he groaned. “Yes, yes, that’s it! You’re going to be a good girl and not masturbate to boys!”

“No, Father!” I moaned into the nun’s pussy. I might masturbate to this, though.

I licked and lapped at the nun’s pussy as the priest sodomized me. He fucked me hard and fast as I whimpered. The salty flavor of his cum faded. It grew less and less. I flicked my tongue through her folds. I lapped at her with everything that I had. I stroked through her folds to find more of the spunk.

It had to be in her.

I thrust my tongue into her pussy. I swirled around in her. She gasped as I did that. She trembled, grinding her twat on my face as Father Mallory fucked my asshole. He buried into me with passion. I shuddered as the heat melted down to my sinful pussy.

My cunt grew hotter and hotter with his thrusts. I whimpered as my virgin pussy swelled to another orgasm. I would have a big one. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I was about to burst with all the pleasure of this moment. He fucked me with force. He buried into me so hard.

“Lord,” he breathed. He enjoyed what he did to me. “Yes, yes, thank you for Miss Sorenson’s tight asshole!”

“Thanky, Lordy,” cooed the nun. “Ooh, ooh, get all the cummies out of me! Wiggly piggly your tongue all in my cunny! Yay!”

“Yes, Sister!” I gasped and thrust my tongue back into her pussy.

I reached into her depths, searching for the father’s cum. I found the salty spunk in her sweet snatch and scooped it out of her. The nun whimpered as I did that. I groaned as he kept fucking my asshole as I plunged my tongue into her pussy again. And again.

I scooped out every drop of his jizz I could find.

I shuddered, squeezing my asshole down on his cock. He fucked into me with force. I whimpered, my anal sheath melting around his cock. He pounded me faster. Harder. I whimpered, my anal sheath gripping him.

The flavor of his cum faded with each plunge into the nun’s pussy while the heat in my pussy swelled. I hurtled toward climaxing. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I wiggled my tongue around in her snatch, searching for cum.

“Oh, yesy yes,” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, you’re gonna make me all cummies, too! Ooh, ooh, you’re lickying my pussy with all hungriness! Yay!”

“Yes, Sister,” I whimpered, my tongue flicking around in her. I didn’t taste any cum. I shuddered, remembering what she did to my pussy. How she had licked at my clit. Suckled on it.

I nursed on her bud.

She squealed as I did that while I moaned. Father Mallory buried his cock to the hilt in my asshole. The heat melted to my pussy. I suckled hard on her clit as my orgasm burst in me. I came from being sodomized.

The waves of heat washed through me as my asshole spasmed around his dick. I shuddered, nursing at him as the pleasure swept through me and drowned my mind. He groaned as he experienced my asshole writhing around him

“Yay! Cummies!” squealed the nun. Her head threw back and her pussy juices gushed out.

I groaned as she drowned me in pussy cream. I licked and lapped at her snatch. I stroked my tongue through her folds, gathering up the cream spilling out of her snatch. It was just an incredible delight. I lapped at her with all that I had.

“Fuck!” growled Father Mallory. “Miss Sorenson!” He buried into my asshole and erupted.

His hot cum spurted into my cunt. I shuddered at the feel of his jizz spurting into me again and again. I whimpered, my anal sheath writhing around his cock as he pumped my asshole full of his jizz. I shuddered through the bliss while drowning in the nun’s sweet cream.

I licked up her juices as my asshole spasmed around the priest’s cock. I shuddered, his dick spurting into me over and over again. He filled me up with all that spunk. It was just insane having all that pleasure splashing into my cunt.

I trembled through the rapture. I savored every moment of his cum spurting into my asshole. He filled me up to the brim. He grunted and pulled out of me a moment later. I gasped as I was suddenly empty, his cum spilling out of my asshole.

“Ooh, ooh, that was so goody!” squealed the nun. “And you got Fathery Mallory’s dick all dirty with your assyhole so you gotta sucky him all cleany!”

“What?” I gasped.

The nun grabbed me by the ear, as the nuns—especially the Mother Superior—sometimes did at the school, and yanked me around. I gasped at the pain as I came face to face with Father Mallory’s cock that had just been in my butt. Then the nun shoved my head forward. My lips kissed his dick.

Before I knew it, I was swallowing his cock. The sour flavor of my asshole filled my taste buds. My eyes widened as the nun held my head in place. I groaned around his cock. I should be disgusted, but… but…

“Sucky on his dickie to cleany him!” the nun said. “You don’t wanna go to Hell because you’re a baddie girl. You wanna be a goody girl and go to Heaven! So sucky!”

“Yes,” Father Mallory confirmed.

I didn’t want to go to Hell. I wanted to be a good girl. So I suckled.

The sour flavor was strangely exciting. So was having a man’s cock—Father Mallory’s cock!—in my mouth. I moaned around him as I suckled off that sour flavor. I bobbed my head, my pigtails swaying back and forth.

I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I was loving the priest’s cock. His cum spilled out of my asshole. I felt it trickling down my taint. I quivered here, feeling just so naughty. I swirled my tongue around his crown, buffing off the sour flavor.

The salty taste of his precum grew.

“That’s it,” he groaned as I suckled on him. Drool spilled down my chin. “You’re doing good, my child!”

I moaned around the father’s cock as the nun watched. She clapped her hands and squealed in excitement. Her presence made this… hotter. My virgin pussy clenched as I suckled on the father’s cock. I worked my lips up and down him.

The salty flavor of his precum grew and grew. It was a delight. I suckled with hunger on him, bobbing my head. He groaned as I did that. His face twisted with delight. That strong and handsome face. He looked so sharp in his black shirt and starched, white collar.

So dreamy.

“That’s it, my child,” he groaned. “Keep sucking!”

“Yesy yes, make the fathery all cummy in your mouthy so you can gulpy it all down and be a goody girl!” squealed the nun.

I suckled so hard. I wanted that so much. My virgin pussy clenched. More cum trickled out of my asshole. I worked my lips up and down him, drool spilling down my chin. He stared down at me with those intense brown eyes. His goatee framed his powerful lips.

I wanted to make him explode.

“Lord Almighty!” the father groaned and erupted.

His cum pumped salty into my mouth. This time, it wasn’t favored by the nun’s sweet pussy. This was unadulterated jizz. I shuddered as I gulped down the priest’s seed. He grunted, spurting into my mouth again and again.

“Yay, you’re a goody girl and gonna go to Heaven and get angely wings and a hallyo!” squealed the nun. She clapped nearby.

“Yes, yes, yes,” the priest growled as he erupted again and again.

I swallowed blast after blast of his cum. More and more of his jizz pumped into my mouth. This was so wild. I felt so dazed as I gulped down the cum. I swallowed it all, his jizz splashing against the back of my throat. I shuddered here, so dazed.

I gulped down drop after drop of his cum. I quivered as his jizz pumped over and over into my mouth. He filled me up with all that spunk. I shuddered here, my heart pounding wildly. This was so wicked. I felt so naughty.

“Yes!” he growled as he erupted one more time. “Oh, that’s it, Miss Sorenson.”

I whimpered as I gulped down the last of his cum. The salty jizz flowed warm down to my belly.

“Go with God, my child,” he said and made the Sign of the Cross over me.

I popped my mouth off his cock and muttered, “Yes, Father.”

I stumbled forward and found my movement constricted by my panties. I drew them up and floated through the worship hall in a daze over what I had done, his cum trickling out of my asshole. I licked my lips, tasting cum and pussy.

I was a good girl going to Heaven.

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Father Patrick Mallory

“Yay!” Sister Bethany Anne said as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I had two new notifications. “That was so much goody works that’ll get her into Heaven! Yay!”

“Yeah,” I muttered and read the notifications.

Fuck Virgin Female Parishioner enjoying Oral Nun in Ass! 3 Faith Crystals earned!

Virgin Female Parishioner cleans your dirty dick! 2 Faith Crystals earned!

That brought me up to 14 Faith Crystals. Damn. I could bimbofy a naughty wife now. Like Mrs. Teixeira. I smiled. I could remake the parish into my image. God had given me this wonderful gift.

“Amen,” I breathed.

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