Where it happened: A man's apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I was a nun for 42 years and faithful to my vows. I taught high school in coed Catholic schools and, for the most part, had a fulfilling life. But I was a woman, and I knew that I had tried to supress my sex drive for all these years, and I knew that it had become harder and harder to do. I had lusted after priests and male friends, and I had even lusted after some of the handsome young men that I taught.
I probably shouldn’t have taken my vows in the first place. I grew up in a devout Catholic family, but I had fairly normal high school experiences. I was quite attractive, and I dated several boys during my high school years. I had even become intimate with a couple of them, sharing my genitals and enjoying theirs. I was especially fascinated by natural penises and enjoyed playing with foreskins. Several times I came close to intercourse, but I always resisted the strong temptation. In my senior year, I dearly loved a young man, but he broke off the relationship in favor, I guess, of other girls who would go all the way with him. I was devistated, and that is when I decided to accept my aunt’s advice to become a nun.
I regularly masturbated, and I imagined what it would feel like to have a man’s penis enter my body. So when I finally made the decision to leave the order, I was strongly tempted to find out. Now older ex-nuns are not generally prime dating material, but I did know a fine gentleman, who was divorced and appeared to be a bit lonely. I flirted with him at every opportunity, and he finally asked me out. We dated for several months during which we became closer and closer, physically as well as emotionally. We happily shared our bodies with each other. I confess that I came to thoroughly enjoy and admire his large penis. It especially turned me on to hold it in my hand as it grew, seemingly without limit. Likewise he enjoyed kissing my breasts and often extending his oral amour to my clitoris. We didn’t talk much about intercourse, but I knew it was on both our minds.
One evening I invited him for dinner, and before we finished eating, a blizzard moved in, so I invited him to spend the night rather than to drive home in the blizzard. With a twinkle in his eye he accepted my invitation, so I made a fire in my fireplace and we spent the evening hugging and kissing, which led us to the bedroom. We lovingly undressed each other, and engaged in our usual sex play, although we knew that this time it would be carried further than usual. Although I was well past menopause, my vagina still lubricated well, and his middle-age penis acted like a 20-year old love tool. It was magnificent as it stood straight out in front of him. As always I enjoyed watching it grow and grow, and watching his pink glans come peeking out of his foreskin as it did.
We climbed into bed and each of us enjoyed several orgasms as we pleasured each other. “Are you ready for the big moment?” he whispered, and I answered, “I am indeed.” As I lay in missionary position with my legs spread wide apart, his huge cockhead approached me like a great whale, parted my lips, and slowly entered. This was even more thrilling than I had imagined! I felt his cock penetrate deeper and deeper inside me with each stroke. I matched his rhythm with my body. Suddenly he exclaimed, “Dear Maria, I’m cumming!” and I felt his large love tool swell up even larger and throb as he pumped his semen into my body. What a feeling! I was so happy that my first experience was flesh against flesh without any rubber condom between us! The feel of his love juice spurting out triggered my orgasm, and I experienced a pleasure that could never be imagined! I loved this man and his penis passionately!
We continued to enjoy sex, and we eventually married. I’m living in heaven! I think often about the many years of denial, but he and I are doing our best to make it up to my body by making love every day.
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