1. The Passion of Agnes Part 5


    Date: 11/23/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Audrey_X, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    their hearts, they were never a match for her. The Abbess made sure I had a large share of food. I noticed my wine was not poured from the same decanter as the mens but from the Abbess’ personal one. I locked eyes with her once. Their inner flame smoldered still and I knew I was safe. I drank the sweet wine. I would blush to think of myself as present at such a scene although it almost pales compared to last night. As the men drank they grew more demanding of the depraved nuns, who, the Abbess assured them, were among the most pious and exemplary members of the Order of the Sacred Heart. This provoked a great burst of laughter. I had to smile myself. Grimaldus noticed this and attempted with a mouth full of grouse to call attention to me. But the atmosphere had grown boisterous and the women were putting on a show. An ornate couch plush with purple upholstery, with delicately carved legs and arms of lions heads, quite out of keeping with the unostentatious setting, stood at the head of the dining hall. The women at a signal from the Abbess made their way there. Three of them removed their coifs, letting their luxuriant hair flow. With coquettish smiles they engaged one another, physically, you understand? kissing and touching, fondling and caressing in the most intimate places? The men and I moved forward in our seats. The homely innkeepers were outside in the hallway keeping watch. Did they know what was happening? The shouts and revelry died away as the orgy reduced us to ...
    awed silence. The coos and moans of the ladies echoed through the great hall. I admit I was bewitched by this spectacle, so unlike anything I had ever expected to see, the wine heating my senses further as I watched. Yet I continued to accept when Clarissa poured for me, leaning over so that her heavy breasts pressed my shoulder, rather unnecessarily, and I could smell her exotic perfume. The women, one blonde, one brunette and one redhead, pawed each other, pressing their bodies together, fondling each others curves. The brunette lay down. The blonde opened her legs and lowered herself directly over her face. The reclined sister flickered her tongue like a snakes at the proffered delicacy, the blonde sighing with delight as she moved her hips back and forth. The blondes large breasts, the aureoles like heavy pink coins, heaved as she rode, her long hair matting with sweat that clung to her back and shoulders. The third nun, the redhead, kissed her, crushing breasts as small and firm as underripe apples to her heavy and full ones. She straddled the supine nun at the center, pushing her red hairy sex to the brunettes. We heard a hard moan and saw the brunettes body jolt as their sexes slid together, the redhead rolling her hips. All three made delicate sensuous sounds that pierced me and made my heart flutter. I could smell the incense of their combined musk. The other two nuns wielded great fronds with which they fanned the participants as they sweated from their exertions; ...
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