Gallery Carre
Speaking in Tongues
Dec 30th, 2024 by Holiday
“You were a rather good girl this evening,” Father Regent commented to Lorna, between hors d’oeuvre. “You seemed well pleased with my cock.
“Yes, Father,” she replied. “You are very nicely endowed.”
“Have you ever given pleasure to a nun?”
“No, Father,” Lorna replied, nearly at a whisper. “I have never been intimate with another woman.”
“Well, then,” he replied with a commanding tone of voice, “it’s time you learn. We might need you to deliver the same service to a woman that you so eagerly deliver to a man.”
Right on cue, the grand lady of the house walked majestically across the room, and smiled approvingly at Lorna and her brother.
Resplendent as a Carmelite nun, Miranda Regent was of medium height, had startling green eyes, and also had a smooth, tanned face. Sister Miranda was in full habit with a black dress, a white collar and skull cap, covered by a black veil. She wore a black leather belt with matching shoes.
The only quality which suggested her age of twenty-eight years was a scant frost of gray at the edge of her temples, which remained concealed beneath the veil. Her tress was cut short, in a boyish style, though few would regard her as anything but a most elegant, feminine lady.
At that point, Sister parted her dress to reveal she had inherited her mother’s seductive curves from the waist down. She wore no panties and her sex was glistening and fully exposed.
“Feast on a bride of Christ,” she said in a gently modulated voice.
Initially, Lorna was repelled at the thought. However, as she moved to her, Sister threw her head back, as she felt Lorna starting to kiss and suck her parted thighs.“You are my joy,” Sister said.
“You are my honor, you are my beauty, you are my consolation, you are my strength. Your humility, your docility, your spirit of sacrifice makes you specially the loved daughter of this holy house.”
However, after a few minutes of hearing her responses, Lorna began to enjoy pleasing her in this manner.As Lorna ministered to her, Sister allowed her clothing to become more disorderly. She opened her dress and weighed her breasts in her hands and fondled them.
With eyes closed, her fingers aimlessly touched her pubic area, while also holding a crucifix and her Rosary beads.
Sister Miranda began the Rosary by blessing herself with the crucifix:
- Hail, Mary, full of grace the Lord is with thee.
- Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is thy fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
- Holy Mary, Mother of God, Pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Then she followed the small beads above the crucifix, repeating the “Apostles’ Creed,” one “Our Father,” three more “Hail Mary’s,” and one “Glory to the Father.”
Soon the nun’s legs were astride Lorna’s shoulders, and Sister held her head in her hands as Lorna aroused her even more.
Sister moved her legs farther apart and Lorna fondled her buttocks and stroked her soft thighs, before her fingers gently found her swollen, damp labia.
Then Sister meditated on the mysteries, saying one “Our Father” and then ten more “Hail Mary’s.”
It took Lorna more than a half hour to bring Sister to a climax, who, at the decisive moment, exclaimed loudly: “Hail, Holy Queen.”