Bad Habits

"A-ah! Sister!" he cried out, biting his lip and tossing his head back as his cock started to pulse. His sticky white seed shot into her palm and she could feel it glue to her in hot ropes, the strands webbing her fingers together as she caught his load.

He panted and squirmed to her ministrations as her hand moved around to under his cock, stroking every drop she could from him into the palm of her hand where gravity pooled it in the center.

With the pleasure overpowering his mind and his spent cock still throbbing in her hand he raised his head, looking down the length of his body to her, panting, in shock almost.

She looked up to him and, expression unchanging, let her pink tongue pass her parted lips to lick up his thick seed from the palm of her hand.

He watched transfixed as this blonde woman who had been his mentor and teacher, who had brought him here under the premise of punishment licked his sin from her hand, swallowing it.

"Mm.. That's just delicious.." She remarked lustfully, looking at him with a twinkle in her eye, "Did you enjoy that?.."

He could only nod, too lost for words to respond in any other way, his chest rising and falling. That pleasure had been beyond the mere physical, beyond anything the human body seemed capable of producing.

"Would you like more? I could do so much more with you.." she promised, leading him towards the light.

Once more he could only nod, eager, keen to learn and to experience.

She stood some and bumping him off with her hip, assumed his position on the desk, legs, though still covered by the majority of her clothing, splayed slightly.

"Kneel as I did and do as I did, but to me." she said, her voice gentle and leading, but with an edge to persuade him not to doubt or question her.

He did as she bid, kneeling before her and swallowing, his cock, still semi-hard between his thighs hanging out of his trousers as he moved.

Ethan looked so perfectly pure, knelt and ready for a wholly different kind of worship than he had been prepared for.

His hands quested up her legs, slow but resolute, uncertain but eager, it was a curious mix. He was afraid of what he might find, but in a way, that fear drove him, the need to know.

As her robes were pushed higher she leaned back on one hand, the other hand helping to gather up the black and white cloth as her long smooth legs were revealed to him, his eyes drinking her in.

She wasn’t wearing any underwear, slowly, her meaty cock was revealed to him, his expression of surprise wasn’t as emphatic as she had been expecting. Perhaps he was in shock, perhaps he had guessed to her secret, either way, he showed no revulsion or disgust, merely trepidation. An obscurity settling about him.

"Wow.." was all be breathed and she could see in his eyes a desire and a lust she hadn’t expected, she felt herself blushing under his attentive gaze.

"Touch it.." she urged, her cock half hard at the sight of him, swelling even before his touch as she gathered her robes, allowing his hands to be free to fondle her.

He watched it, unmoving and looked up at her, his eyes so beautiful and innocent. "..How is it alright.. For us to be doing this?.."

She smiled gently, she had in part been expecting this, expecting him to question if there was sin involved.

"The Bible covers many aspects of adultery among women and men, not to mention men and other men.. But it has precious little on the subject of women like me. I interpret this as a sign that it is my duty to use my exceptional circumstances in the service of God.. Some sheep need a little more than Bible study to be brought into the flock.. You, Ethan, can’t feel God through your study and prayer, but you will know him through pleasure and beauty. Let me help you. Touch me.."

He eyed her with hesitation. She was correct, in all his hours studying the Bible he had never encountered a mention of a woman like Sister Katherine. But at the same time for God to have servants so entirely dedicated to what he thought were forbidden pleasure of the flesh?

It conflicted with him inside. What he felt, how he had came into her hand. If God was truly real, would this be his method of revealing his divinity, through this undoubted beauty?

He swallowed. God may have been a matter of conflict in his mind, but Sister Katherine was very real and very much right here. And she needed him like he had needed her.

He reached his hands between her thighs and felt her instantly relax to his touch, as if she had been half expecting him just to bolt.

He wrapped both his hands around her, one at the top and one near the base, only the thick cherry tip of her cock showing outside the grip of his fingertips.

"Good boy.." she praised, chewing on a lip as he gripped her, just feeling and testing her length in his hands, marveling at its shape and size, weighing it. "Stroke it.."

He did, his hands starting to slowly move, jerking her off as he knelt, her heavy shaft angled upwards slightly as he moved, watching as the skin slip up and down her cock, noticing the way it encapsulated the cherry tip and subtly shifted her heavy balls in her sack as he did so.

She moaned out low in pleasure, relaxing as the familiar but all too welcome sensations began to play at her. It didn’t matter how many times she experienced the sensations, they never felt diminished and never made her feel closer to the Almighty.

"You’re real good at this.. Keep going.. Make me feel good.."

Ethan stared at her cock, her head back and her eyes closed he felt oddly alone with the thick tool. He felt the odd texture of it, very similar to his own but different in its size. His eyes focused on the cherry tip, watching as her foreskin rolled over it with each stroke of his squeezing hands, his slow tentative actions resulting in a pearly bead of pre to form on the tip, tempting him.

He glanced between it and her, wondering about himself. He had viewed certain material in his life and while he had precious little experience he just sort of knew what to do to make her feel good.

Katherine rocked her hips slowly backward and forwards as she sat on the edge of the desk, subtly working her cock into his hands, unable to stop herself from moving as she reveled in the pleasure encapsulating her.

"Oooh!" she gasped in surprise as she felt a sudden heat against the tip of her cock and was surprised to feel a sudden wet warmth around the head. Her eyes opened as she looked down between her thighs, the cherry tip of her cock had vanished between his lips and he held it in his mouth, the plush spongy surface resting on his tongue.

He had his eyes closed, focusing entirely on the task he had taken upon himself, his lips moving over the sensitive flesh, a lewd sucking noise accompanying each movement as the air was drawn through his lips.

"A-ah… Oh.. Oh God.." she whimpered as he worked her with an unforeseen keenness.

The sensation was heavenly, if her hands hadn’t been otherwise occupied she would’ve cradled his head in her hands, pushing herself in deeper, but she would just have to rely on his eagerness, for which it seemed he wasn’t in short supply of.

"You’re spoiling me Ethan.. Don’t stop.." She panted softly, feeling her heavy balls churn with seed, it had been so long since she had last cum, she wouldn’t last too long with this extra treat.

Ethan was lost to his own actions, not so much thinking about what he should and shouldn’t do, just letting his instincts and her moans of satisfaction guide him.

Before long she was gasping and squirming, barely able to sit still as his lips, tongue, and mouth worshipping her, his hand still wrapped root to tip as she worked the length of her steely shaft. It was a bizarre sensation, to feel the sudden, recognizable throbbing of her cock as it pulsed between his lips, preparing to loose its load into his mouth.

He didn’t pull back, he didn’t hesitate, he merely looked up at her, eyes wide and expectant as she stared down at him, her gaze one of lust and love, of desire and need.

Unable to hold off any longer he felt her stiffen, jerk and cum, his mouth filled with a deluge of her seed, coating his tongue and forcing him to taste and experience it. Salty and thick he tilted his head back, hands working to jerk her off into his mouth as his slender throat began to work, swallowing down mouthful after mouthful of her gift to him.

She watched his throat move, hardly able to believe his willingness but certainly in no place to object as he took her seed into his body. If he was so willing to accept him into her body, perhaps there was more hope for him than she had thought.

He nursed the tip of her drooling cock, taking in every drop of cum that he could, swallowing and looking up at her, his cheeks flushing with color as the realization of what he’d done began to catch up to him.

"Did you enjoy that?.." she asked, voice ragged as she panted, a smirk touching her lips.

With a wet pop, the thick tip of her cock was freed from his lips, his tongue poking out to run over it and his lips before he nodded, meekly.

"Good boy.." she bit her lip, looking down at where his cock protruded from his pants, still hard, a silvery strand of precum running down the length of his shaft. Ah, the joys of youth. "Go to my bed chambers and undress.. I’ll change too and perhaps I can return the favour?.."

"O-okay Sister Katherine." he nodded agreeably, almost desperate for more and made his way towards her room, giving him an ample view of his rear as he walked, albeit through the pants of his uniform.

Unfortunately, she would not get to taste such delights today, she would be too big for him to simply dive in and enjoy herself, but the future was rife with opportunity.

She let out a relaxed content sigh and stood from her desk, feeling her legs a little wobbly beneath her from the intensity of her climax. She looked down at her disheveled robe and to her discarded habit with a bit lip. The boy had fantasies, that much was clear. Might as well play to them.

Ethan undressed in her room, quickly but mechanically, the training of the school kicking in automatically to ensure he correctly and neatly folded all of his clothes into a tidy little pile and sat on the edge of the bed, biting his lip.

His cock throbbed between his thighs, desperate for more attention, having cum even just before hadn’t dwindled his drive or lust for more.

If his short time at the school had taught him one thing it was patience, even as desperate as he was, cock twitching, he sat and waited for her.

She didn’t leave him waiting long, the door swung open and Katherine sauntered in. She had changed. Technically. She had removed her robes entirely, leaving her body nude in all it’s splendor, save for her black nun's cowl and a pair of high heels.

She smirked, her lips a deep cherry red, a layer of lipstick coating them as she walked towards him, swinging her hips as she walked, her full breasts bouncing with each firm step.

He moved to stand to greet her, her own cock hard between her thighs, matching his own though not in size.

They met together, his hands moving to her waist, fingertips gliding over the silken skin of her form, her own hands tangling in his hair as their cocks met between them, fencing and parrying.

Their eyes met and he didn’t hesitate, she was just too perfect, too gorgeous, too sultry. He kissed her, sudden and passionate, his lips pressing hard to hers, their tongues mingling between them as he relished the plush feeling of her lips against his, his hands strayed eagerly up her body, weighing and cupping her heavy breasts in his hands, squeezing the pliable flesh, fingers moving to tease and pluck at her firm nipples.

She panted as they broke the kiss, glancing down between them, her hand moving down his body to grip both their shafts, raising them so the undersides of their lengths were pressed together.

Biting her lip and without the need for words she started to move her hand and hips, their cocks rubbing against one another as he moved and moaned in unison, their bodies coming together naturally in a seemingly practiced display of pleasure, relying no more on thoughts or will, merely instinct and action.

Their cocks glided against one another as her hand worked them, his own fingers trailing delicately over her skin, around to cup and squeeze her ass, unable to resist the temptations of her flesh as she worked them both up to greater heights.

Her foreskin moved up and down over the thick head of her cock, his own smaller member pressing hard to hers as each thrust against one another milked another drop of pre from her swollen cockhead, letting it run in a little rivulet down between their shafts, coating them and slickening the journey of their members.

Biting her red plush lip she looked down at Ethan, a glimmer in her eye as their members kissed and danced between their bodies.

"I think I owe you a little oral action.." she said demurely, stepping forward with confident steps causing him to all but stumble backward onto the bed, blinking and panting, hard cock pointing up towards her, eager and desperate.

She moved to her knees once more between his thighs, all pretense between them dropped as she brought his twitching, throbbing and precum coated member towards her lips, licking them with a pronounced eagerness.

She enjoyed the way he squirmed up towards her, to meet her mouth but she would make sure this would be an experience to remember.

She set about using her tongue, slow and delicate motions lapping at the base of his cock, twirling and twisting slowly towards the tip.

One of her hands wrapped around the base of his cock, gripping it as the other moved down to wrap her fingers around the shaft of her own, stroking herself as she started her work on Ethan

She let out breathy little moans and exhalations at her own pleasure and the pleasure she knew she was bringing him, knowing how much boys like Ethan would get off on hearing just how much she was enjoying herself.

He watched her, sat up as he was, completely engrossed in her actions, the lewdness of the scene was almost enough to make him pop again already, had he not already cum once.

Knelt between his thighs, her full breasts on display beneath the fabric of her hair obscuring cowl, lips painted a shade of red he had only dreamt about, her eyes focused entirely on his cock as if it was the only thing in the world worth paying attention to.

He couldn’t believe that this denizen of lewdness and sexuality was one of his mentors, a sister of the faith. This creature of passion and the Sister Katherine he thought he had known were completely devoid of any connection, save for the fact that this was really happening.

She looked up at him and offered a sultry smirk as her tongue lapped wetly over the plump mushroom tip of his cock, wetting it and pleasuring it, working around in tight little circles and long slow laps, teasing and driving him onwards without so much as taking him between her much-anticipated lips.

"Aren’t you sensitive?.." she said playfully, glancing up briefly at him.

Her tongue teased and probed at his cock, the tip of her tongue eagerly lapping at the slit of his cock, desperate for every drop of pre his balls gifted her, her moans becoming more pronounced and less controlled with each pass, the pleasure and raw sexuality in the room driving them both into a fever of passion.

The sensation of her tongue working him was incredible, even the odd discomfort of her playing with the very delicate slit only added to the heights his mind was currently spinning in, each wet velvety movement eliciting new and exciting sensations that he never knew existed.

Her desire and need increased until she couldn’t help herself any longer, dipping her head down to capture his cock in her mouth, enveloping it in the hot wetness of her sucking, squeezing mouth.

The sensation of being all encompassed was all too much for Ethan, he felt his toes curl against the cool wood of the floor as his fingers dug into the sheets, his cock twitching and throbbing in her mouth.

Katherine let out a surprised little noise as she felt the hot fluid fill her mouth, her lips forming an airtight seal to prevent any of the precious seed from escaping as she swallowed it down, glancing up at him to bare witness to the expression of ecstasy written across his face. The boy had a quick trigger, but he was a virgin, they would work on that.

As his cock pulsed she swallowed down each rope of his cum but felt unsatisfied, her hand still jerking her own meaty member, not yet close to her second climax, she had wanted more, more time to play with him. He was young? Could he take more?

Ethan let out a surprised little gasp as he felt her efforts not only continue, but increase, his hands moving to her cowl covered head, to try and push her off as her tongue and lips glided over his cock, the sensitivity of which was so extreme as it was almost painful, the effect of which left him too weak to push her away, too weak to even form a sentence in protest, merely squeak and gasp.

Even the tiniest of touches would rise him to such heights of pleasure and discomfort in this state, but she wasn’t providing tiny little touches, she was forcing her face again and again into his crotch as she sucked, blew and licked, each downward stroke taking his cock deep into her mouth, his cock depressing her tongue before each upwards movement was followed by an intense sucking, her cheeks caving in on his sensitive member as her tongue swirled around the tip.

The overwhelming sensations made his body tremble desperately, unable to support himself he fell back onto the bed, his feet still on the floor he found himself staring at the ceiling with wide glassy eyes, unable to focus, unable to think, only able to endure her pleasuring torture.

She sucked his cock hungrily, desperate for another load in the service of her almighty. She knew he would be hers now, be a good little boy following the true path when rewards like this awaited him down it.

Unable to control himself he felt his whole body twist and jerk as he came for a third time, spilling what little seed he had left into her waiting mouth, the sensations indescribable, beyond that of this world, pure divinity.

She felt him cum once more and knew, even as she sucked and nursed on his shaft that he was spent, utterly and entirely, his body limp, his oversensitive cock flagging, his eyes wide and vacant, his tongue lolling slightly as he panted, barely even conscious.

She bit her lip as she drew his cock from her lips, his shrinking shaft stained with crimson streaks where her lipstick had rubbed off on him. Kissing his dwindling cock she gave a few last sucks to the very tip, drawing out every last drop from him that she could.

Standing she faced him, their legs brushing together as she loomed over him, chewing her lip as she eyed his bare form in all it’s glory.

With one hand she stroked the length of her throbbing shaft, the other she licked, letting her spit mix with the precum of her cockhead as she massaged and rubbed it, working the sensitive flesh and probing at the slit with very well practiced motions.

She felt her own climax rise and with them the pace of her self-induced pleasure. Her cock erupted, spewing it’s thick hot load over Ethan’s chest and face as she moaned, leaving his pure body stained with her sin in white lines that slid down the smooth skin of his cheeks and neck.

As he lay there, hearing her gasps of pleasure, feeling the hot cum strike his open mouth and face he looked upwards at nothing and everything, his tongue urging out without thought, collecting a strand of her cum into his mouth, swallowing eliciting a satisfied little moan from Katherine as she watched.

He would have to act up in class more often.

Bad Habits