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Fostering Farah - 7
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)
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Farah was a thirteen-year old girl in foster care whose
life was going pretty well until her foster father
loaned to his friends to pay off a gambling debt. In
Part 7, Farah dresses as a nun to help fulfill Jeb's
friend Fred's schoolboy fantasies. (Mf, ped, mast, oral,
anal)
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Part 7 – Fred's Unholy Desires
I had a week off from encounters while I was having my
period. That changed a few days afterwards, when Jeb
came home with a plastic costume store bag. I was
anxious to look inside and then confused when I found it
contained a nun's costume, along with some special
underwear.
"What's this for?" I asked.
"My friend Fred is coming over to be with you tonight
and he requested I get this costume for you," he
explained.
"Your friends sure have some strange fantasies," I
observed, as I put it all on and went out to the
guesthouse meet him.
Fred was already inside waiting. I expected him to be
dressed as a priest or something but instead was dressed
normal, well almost. Though he was in his forties, he
was dressed as a much younger man, perhaps even as a
young boy.
As we introduced each other, I couldn't help ask him
about his choice of having me wear a nun's outfit.
"I went to Catholic school as a boy," he explained. "In
seventh grade sister Mary Margaret was my teacher. She
seemed very pretty even though I could only see her
face. Below her habit, I could tell she had a really hot
body. She used to drive me crazy. Even though she was
really strict and mean, I masturbated to thinking about
her nightly. I still think about her to this day. I need
my fantasy fulfilled."
"I hope I can help then," I replied. "How do we start?"
"Perhaps we can role play a little. Let's pretend we're
at school," he said sitting in a chair.
I stood in front of him, and started to play. I
pretended he was staying afterschool and we were alone.
I wrapped his knuckles with a ruler and flicked my
finger against his head. I walked back and forth, giving
him a good look at my body from all angles.
"I've noticed you have been staring at me a lot," I
said. "What are you looking at?"
"Oh nothing Sister," he answered.
"Are you string at my breasts?" I asked, propping them
up with my hands.
"How about butt? Are you looking at that?" I asked
turning around.
"Or maybe it's my legs you want to see?" I said, raising
the hem of my habit past my thighs.
"No, none of that Sister," he said.
"Well that's too bad," I said. "I've been looking at
you, especially at that bulge in your pants. I don't get
to be around many males. I was hoping you wanted to do
something about that!"
With that he got up, took me into his arms, and started
to make out. Continuing the role, I reached down and
pulled off his pants and underwear.
"I went right into the nunnery after middle school. I've
never seen a cock before. Wow this is big!" I exclaimed
looking down at it. (It was, in fact, a good eight
inches long.)
"And I've never touched a cock before," I said, reaching
down to feel it.
"So I guess that means you've never done this before
either?" he said pushing me to my knees in front of him
with his cock at my face.
Without using my hands, I opened my mouth and gobbled
his cock inside. He placed his hands on the headpiece of
my habit and guided my sucking. I sucked his cock half
way down my throat and ran my tongue up and down his
shaft. I blew him for a while but didn't want to make
him cum yet so I pulled my head away.
Then I stood up and sat on the chair. Lifting the bottom
of my habit up, I showed him my panties. They were full
cut, ugly cotton underpants.
"Is this what you've been wanting to see?" I asked.
"That and what's underneath," he said pulling them off.
I sat there with my legs spread and my pussy front and
center. Fred took a moment to study it. I doubt if he
had ever seen the thin hairless lips of a thirteen-year
old pussy before.
"What else have you wanted to do to me?" I asked,
continuing the game.
He merely kneeled in front of me and put his head
between my legs. It didn't take long for him to start
running his tongue up and down my slit, finally settling
on my clit. The game became more real as he licked it in
circles.
"Oh My God!" I yelled, as my body shook in an orgasm.
After letting me calm down, Fred stood up and centered
his cock on my pussy with me still sitting spread legged
in the chair.
"No, No, No," I pleaded. "I'm a nun. I can't do this. I
need to pray."
Pushing Fred away, I slipped to my knees with my elbows
on the chair folding my hands in prayer. Fred kneeled
behind me, lifted the habit, and uncovered my rear. My
pussy was now exposed from a new angle.
As I started my prayer, Fred's cock was probing my pussy
hole from behind.
"Lord," I prayed. "Give me the power to resist…"
I felt his nine-inch cock plunge into my pussy.
"…the power to resist cuming too soon!" I continued, as
his cock went all the way in.
Leaning my body forward over the chair, I relaxed to
enjoy my fate.
Fred pumped in and out using long, deep strokes. I
really loved the doggy position and I was enjoying the
feel of his cock rubbing against the front of my vagina,
onto my G-spot.
As if that didn't feel good enough, he reached under the
front of my habit and caressed my breasts. His hands
slipped beneath my nun's bra, which was not much more
than an undershirt. His hands gripped my breasts and
rubbed my nipples.
All of this had me orgasming in no time but I didn't
feel him cum. Instead I felt his cock on my butt crack.
"What's wrong Fred?" I asked. "Don't you want to cum?
Don't you want to be back inside my pussy?"
"Oh I do want to cum, but I want to cum somewhere else,"
he said, squirting my butt with lube and rubbing his
cockhead against my anus.
I panicked when I realized what he was about to do.
"No, please don't do that to me!" I screamed. "That's
unholy."
"All of this has been unholy," he replied, thrusting his
pelvis forward.
When he did, his cock slid into my butt hole. I screamed
even louder as he pumped in and out but after a while
stopped when I realized there was nothing I could do.
Besides, after the initial discomfort, it didn't feel
that bad. Perhaps it was because I was so aroused or
maybe it was because his cock wasn't that big.
In any case, as he was pumping in and out I could
actually feel his cockhead exerting pressure on the
posterior wall of my vagina. Hitting that spot was so
stimulating, I exploded in one of the most fulfilling
orgasms ever.
As I did, he too exploded, filling my butt with cum.
Pulling out, his unholy seed flowed out onto the floor.
After a while I picked up the ugly nun's panties and
started to leave.
"Where are do you think you're going Sister?" he asked.
"Haven't you done enough to me?" I scowled.
"I have more than just one fantasy about you!" he
answered.
Removing the rest of his clothes and popping a blue
pill, he pulled me on top of him in the bed.
I had never been on top while fucking before but soon
got the hang of it. "That's more like it!" I thought.
I kept the habit on as he watched my pussy sliding up
and down over his cock. After fucking him a long time,
he blasted his cum deep inside – deep inside my pussy
this time.
I kept the habit on as he fucked me multiple times in
many positions all night long, filling my pussy with
cum.
That morning after Fred left, I returned to the main
house, wrinkled habit and all – dripping his cum all the
way there.
I bathed in the "holy water" of my bath all morning…
To be continued...
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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