So Young, So Sinful By Zart96

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The room was dim, illuminated by the weak light of a couple of candles that cast shadows on nearby objects. Sister Modesty was kneeling next to her bed, she wore her white nightgown and in her hands she clutched a black crucifix; Modesty prayed fervently with eyes firmly closed and a few drops of sweat glistened on her forehead, she breathed quickly without losing composure, she needed to pray with all her strength to avoid the temptation that had come to her with supernatural force.

Sometimes a blonde lock of hair would sway back and forth with her breath but she did not stop saying her prayers. Sister Modesty felt the fire of sin burning inside her, threatening to take over her senses in an attempt to break the vows she made... she felt the erection under her nightgown, hard and hot; he was the only one responsible to be in that state.

The door opened suddenly, Sister Modesty stopped her prayers and opened her eyes without daring to look behind her. Light footsteps were heard on the hard frozen ground and a tender and innocent voice was heard.

"It happened again. This time you came in my mouth, your cum tasted delicious," Andrew said.

Modesty took a deep breath, those words and that tone made her imagine each of his sinful fantasies down to the smallest detail.

"You must pray to avoid temptation," Modesty murmured, with very little conviction. If she could barely control her carnal side, how could she ask that lustful child from hell not to behave like the whore of Babylon? Oh God, forgive me for using such ungodly language with this wayward child, Modesty thought.

"Boring…" Andrew replied in a monotone voice.

Moaning, she watched the little boy leer at her. Her cock seemed to want to burst out of her nightclothes, it pulsed and twitched until she could gasp from hurt and not being able to relieve her arousal; use that willing small body at last...

No, no, no… she couldn't allow those impure thoughts. But they didn't leave her head either. It never crossed her mind that baby abandoned four years earlier on a cold night would bring a kind of unimaginable sin into her monastic life: fornicating the tight, hot little ass of a boy his age.

She had to stop thinking like that or it would be too late to... better not say it, Modesty thought silently. She looked at Andrew, as she had done so many times in the last four years, often with an expression of terror, or disbelief of his actions and thoughts; realizing her tribulations were truly great and it did not seem that the Lord would show her the escape from her distressing situation.

In fact, the nun often thought her trial was not one that had to be overcome, but rather the temptation was stronger than her faith. In summary; a woman with something extra in her sexual prime lived in a remote abbey with a small child she tried to raise as if he were her son and instead of thinking about running, laughing, sleeping and playing; he had a lustful spirit that begged for cock in his ass no matter how agonizing the pain of deflowering would be.

Engrossed in her tortuous soliloquy, Sister Modesty felt Andrew's small hand caressing her crotch, groping her package. Alone in the Abbey and horny as hell, remembering passages of the commandments against impure desires and lust helped her to resist his impious approach.

Although it explicitly forbade unnatural relationships of the same kind, there was nothing in the Holy Bible against being with a child intimately. "You see? There is nothing wrong," a different voice echoed in her thoughts.

She shook her head and then fixed her eyes on Andrew again.

"Let's pray together," the nun said.

The boy rolled up his eyes in disdain as she picked him up and sat him on her lap, his small butt on top of the erection under her clothes. He was so small and thin her hands easily encircled Andrew's torso and waist, as he rubbed his buttocks against that hard, hot package; feeling a spot of precum wetting his pajamas.

Arching his neck back he noticed Modesty's tits resting on his head. The troubled nun sighed, clinging to her godless toddler who made her heart beat faster and her cock hard.

"Oh Lord, I have tried and you know it. You know my past and my weaknesses very well, every time I failed I thought that in the end you would free me from this trial and help me transform the soul of my tempter," the woman recited with closed eyes and after a brief pause, she opened them.

"It seems that it is not your will. Or you know that deep down I haven't changed a bit and this would end up happening anyway. As for you… Andrew," the nun replied, getting the little boy to keep his head arched back to look at her, "… nothing prevents you from going to your room right now."

But the child didn't move or made any attempt to do so. His firm result was still intact, though it'd pay out, Sister Modesty kept her arms around him; he was no longer able to escape.

"Do you remember which Genesis story I haven't read to you, Andrew?" Modesty asked.

"The destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah," Andrew answered without hesitation.

"Exactly. But those cities are famous for more than their punishment, do you know what it is?"

The toddler remained silent, his little heart beating wildly.

"Why so quiet? You know the answer, it is exactly what you have been wanting all this time; I'll tell you: Sodomy. From the oldest to the youngest," she murmured in a silky voice in the ear of the infant, who shivered on her lap; settling better on her bulge.

"Do it, Sister Modesty. Sodomize me hard," Andrew begged the woman.

"Hard? Do you think you can handle what you want from me?"

"Yeah."

"Really?" she raised her eyebrow and the boy nodded slightly. "How hard?"

"Very hard. Just like in my dreams," he responded.

"Your dream could turn into a nightmare then," Modesty assured.

As he let her rub his crotch, covering his privates with one hand; the boy made her slide a hand under his pajamas, the nun sighed as she touched Andrew's warm and tiny penis, which barely grew with the stimulation.

"I always scream for you to stop in my dreams, that it hurts a lot and that you are big, but you ignore me and I don't want you to stop," the depraved infant confessed to a stunned Modesty.

Each word was an invitation to sin, to let herself be dominated by the lowest passions and enjoy carnal pleasure with a lustful boy willing to be the small receptacle of her thick womanhood.

Sister Modesty kissed his head and covered Andrew's neck and cheeks with kisses and caresses. He just remained motionless, receiving her attention and hoping that it wouldn't end with just innocent kisses.

Suddenly he heard the sound of fabric tearing, Andrew could see her hands tear off his night onesie and bare his torso, Sister Modesty revealed his private parts as she ruined his favorite onesie.

His anxious gaze met hers, indecipherable; and she carried him to stand up and get rid of the tatters his pajamas had become. With great care Modesty made him get on all fours on the bed, spreading his legs all possible and leaving his thin hairless ass up in offering, the boy was breathing faster and perspiring lightly in the light of the candles.

The nun contemplated such appealing sight, taking off her white nightgown and finally her erection came out. The fleeting doubt when comparing her ginormous endowment with Andrew's small rear and even his body, made her think her cock inside him would reach beyond his stomach without problems. The nasty idea of impaling the boy with her erect and powerful cock was greater, reveling in his desperate moans while her shaft expanded his intestines with each thrust.

She knelt in front of his turned up butt, a few inches from her face. The nun wanted to do one last thing before giving in to temptation.

"You say we should love thy neighbor and this lost soul needs a lot of warm love inside of him," Modesty murmured, looking up at the ceiling of her bedroom.

Sister Modesty then kissed the inside of his skinny thigh, Andrew sighed peacefully and she began to ascend slowly, covering in kisses every inch of his soft skin. She reached his groin and gobbled it all up, gently sucking and nibbling on it. The toddler shuddered and gasped while the nun continued the treatment of his intimacy.

Within minutes, his penis and nuts were soaked and drooled with the saliva of the hooked Modesty. Eventually she pulled away and her eyes fixed in the boy's virginal asshole, she spat again and again, spreading his skinny buttocks and spreading her thick saliva all over his hole.

"Your forbidden fruit… all mine," she mumbled.

Without a second thought, Sister Modesty buried her tongue in Andrew's ass. The little boy moaned with pure pleasure when he felt that long-awaited intrusion and rolled his eyes. The woman masturbated slowly while her tongue plunged in and out of his bussy, or rotated in circles. Andrew lifted his ass a little higher, surrendered to lust and ready to give up his innocence even though he had never known what meant that word.

When she had enough of savoring the exquisite hole at her disposal, Modesty stood up; being at the perfect height to slide her eight inches dick in his little boypussy and thicker at the base.

Her hands grabbed and squeezed hard the buttocks of the infant, who knew that definitive moment had arrived; the only thing he ever wanted since he began to be aware of it: to be bugged for the first time. Pointing her glans at the tiny sphincter, the nun sighed as she rubbed her mushroom against that hot and very familiar hole she certainly knew from her life before becoming a nun.

"Put it in me, Sister… put it in me," the boy begged.

"Impatient to the end, like a good whore," the nun replied.

Modesty continued rubbing her sticky glans some more, lubricating his asspussy with her precum, and then grabbed Andrew with both hands. She began to push, first timidly and then with greater insistence without managing to prod his tender asshole. The boy was sweating and let out a pant when he felt the very tip penetrate.

The woman settled in and added more pressure. Her urethra disappeared inside him and Andrew clenched his jaw and it was only the beginning. She paused for a few seconds and pushed her schlong inside again, until half of her glans slid into his tight, hot anus.

"Mmm it feels fucking good… that's how I like an ass, one that resists before being mine," Modesty murmured proudly.

Finally her glans overcame the tightness of the sphincter and Sister Modesty liked the feeling of not being able to continue because of his tight sphincter and how full that boypussy looked just with her mushroom in. Although she was being very kind to his asspussy, Andrew was livid; feeling how his little ass was opening in two to the anal intercourse like the bud of a flower to sunlight.

The horny nun carefully took out her glans, seeing how his anus winked but didn't close completely; Now she could try to put in a little more of her girlmeat. The mushroom head broke into his bussy easier and she kept thrusting, Andrew grunted; unable to move as the methodical impalement went on patiently.

Sister Modesty massaged his skinny, sweaty back, while keeping those couple of inches inside him, helping to stretch his asshole for a fuck he couldn't have imagined in his dreams. Modesty came out of the boy again and this time his bussy pulsed and no longer closed, she smeared more saliva and rubbed her glans all over again. For the third time she slid her schlong into his bumhole, it entered almost without resistance and for the first time the little boy gasped pleasantly.

With half of her shaft in, the thickest part was now missing; the one that has driven countless lovers crazy before Andrew, but he was the youngest and precocious of them all. With all the time Modesty had been observing absolute sexual abstinence, she would surely abuse his asspussy without regard; that's why she made all effort to prepare him well.

She repeated several times the gesture of shoving and withdrawing, always reaching the middle of her cock. It was evident to the boy that she was opening his ass to endure the thickest part of her dick. Sister Modesty decided to go all in and spat more saliva on her cock and put it in, as it had been happening she was able to slide it in without much trouble.

When it reached the middle of her length, she spat out another thin thread of saliva and moistened the base of her girlmeat. Grasping Andrew's narrow waist, she began the final thrust. Little by little that huge fleshy monster went deeper into that small hole, the woman and the boy moaned in unison; Andrew clutching the sheet with open eyes and mouth in a shock grimace.

"It's… getting there…" the nun snorted, stuffing the last inches of her dick in his butt.

"Nyaahhh… waaahh!" Andrew squealed in desperation.

Between grunts and thrusts, Sister Modesty fit her entire cock into the toddler's tiny rectum, who bit the sheet. She was on top of him and started kissing and nibbling his ears and neck; remaining still as she stretched his ass for the first time. Andrew felt his belly full, his bunghole burning and sending pulses through his pocket-sized body, although it wasn't as his wet dreams, he didn't want to run away from her.

"Let's see that gape…" she whispered and slowly began to pull out of Andrew.

He moaned and whimpered while she did it, when the glans came out the boy gasped in relief; feeling at the same time the great emptiness in his bowels. Modesty contemplated satisfied the beauty of what her pole just did to him, his little ass gaping and the perceptible reflex pulsation of his sphincter sent a clear message to Andrew's body and mind: he needed more of her.

"Stuff me, stuff me more," the boy gasped, regaining his speech.

"Now take in what you've been craving for," the woman murmured and thrust her entire cock in with a single quick thrust.

Andrew's eyes seemed to want to pop out, like in cartoons. The expected but untimely penetration left him breathless and he stuck out his tongue as a scream escaped his mouth. Modesty purred ecstatically and slowly began to move her hips back and forward, pounding his boypussy like a passionate and loving lover.

"Aaahhh… whooaaahhh!" the boy shouted without shame, the soft and firm hands of the fallen nun holding him by the waist.

"Scream, my dirty baby, scream. You won't forget this night…"

In the next room, an older nun clutched her crucifix so tightly in one hand with her eyes closed, while repeating incessantly, "Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they do."

Sister Modesty watched with a slutty expression as her shaft slid out and buried itself completely in Andrew's ass, opening the child's asshole to the lowest and most exciting pleasure. With one cheek resting on the mattress, the little boy continued moaning but was now more accustomed to anal intrusion. It caused him spasms to feel something so big and hot claim his rear, to notice how it got lost in his rectum at the same time it stretched him out non-stop and gave him the pleasure he had been longing for.

In no time the shoves changed. They were still deep, her glans reaching the end of his rectum. However, Modesty began to move faster and her schlong now came out halfway and with the same swing she impaled the boy balls deep, who began to moan and pant harder.

"Fuck me hard… fuck me harder… don't stop!" Andrew cried out in lust.

Digging her nails into the boy's skin, he moaned at the top of his lungs and she let out a harsh growl; typical of a wild and horny slut. Modesty swelled her pace and drilled her toddler's bussy with vehemence, her pelvis slamming against his backdoor and hammering his dirty little hole relentlessly. Andrew was screaming non-stop and occasionally furiously biting the bed sheet, his asshole was burning like hell as her cock was fucking his ass to oblivion.

"Nyyaaahhh you're fucking ripping up my butt! Aaahhhh!" Andrew howled, though he didn't try to move away from her, still on all fours and ass up, legs spread.

Soon Sister Modesty shoved two fingers in his mouth, the toddler bit and sucked on them between feminine moans. Without slowing down the frantic pumping, they both moaned with intense pleasure; especially the nun, her little whore in heat for the first time was transporting her to paradise thanks to his little rosebud.

Sinking her penis completely, she kept the boy impaled while her hands held his legs and his thin, sweaty back rested against her firm body. Andrew felt she was even deeper than before in that position, in addition to the vertigo and excitement of being like that; impaled on her fat cock and unable to move.

The woman removed one hand from his thighs and ran over the little boy's skinny body, pinching his nipples to elicit a couple of sensual moans from him. Sister Modesty reached his tiny boybits and started shaking his hard tiny weenie with two fingers.

"Cum. Shake and twitch that skinny ass of yours on my fucking cock and cum…" she whispered to his ear.

Obeying, Andrew groaned and his flushed face contorted in a grimace. Wagging his tiny ass, the boy gasped and shuddered; every inch of her womanhood stimulating his rectum and small prostate, pushing the sinful boy to the edge of his first dry orgasm.

"What is this? FEELS SO GOOD, SISTER!!" Andrew howled out of his mind due to ecstasy.

"Cum now, my whore," the woman muttered, rubbing his thingies harder.

With a long yell the toddler dropped his booty even deeper onto her stick, his cheeks red and his body trembling non-stop. Modesty resumed her bursting thrusts at the same time Andrew was having his first climax, briefly increasing its intensity; his eyes rolled back in his head and he lost all consciousness and senses, it was better than adrenaline or euphoria... simply glorious.

It took a few minutes to recover but Sister Modesty didn't flinch and kept fucking his ass hard and deep. She knew very well before shooting her load inside he could easily reach another orgasm and therefore pumped her shaft in without stopping.

And it didn't take long to know she was right, because Andrew went back to squirming erratically and moaning desperately.

"IT'S FUCKING HAPPENING AGAIN!" he managed to cry out before giving in to another wild anal orgasm.

After the moment of climax subsided, the nun stopped for a few seconds to caress the exhausted child, who was snorting noisily and could barely control his body and mind. She was also close to cumming but able to hold back at the last second, she didn't want to get out of that little ass so easily.

Turning around she collapsed onto the bed, still with Andrew impaled on her veiny cock. What a young, lustful, light-bodied boy she had all to herself, perfect for trying out her favorite position... and well, inventing them; she thought with a mischievous smile.

She raised his short legs in the air as she pulled his body to hers; the boy squealed when she did it, arms around the top of her lover's legs, holding them back with her elbows and locking her fingers behind his neck, she wasn't going to last much longer fucking him but it didn't matter.

"Anal Full-Nelson all the way, my little sinner," Modesty nod.

She began to thrust in and out, from his point of view Andrew saw everything with widened eyes, his anal ring offering zero resistance to the ginormous invader. Physically and sexually dominated, the toddler tried to squeeze Modesty's cock with his ass; milking her length all the way through his asspussy while the woman increased the speed of her thrusts, he even thought he saw the outline of her schlong dotting and making his belly rise and fall, as if at some point it was going to come out through his navel.

His vision blurred as she approached a new orgasm, his second or third, and Andrew didn't even know why was happening. Modesty anticipated this and drilled his boypussy faster, he was just a sexual object in her hands (or on her cock) and his only purpose was to satisfy her.

Sister Modesty raged and shook him on her dick over and over, grunting and rasping with desire; reaching a loud, heavenly climax.

"OH GOD, OH GOD, YESSS! TAKE IT ALL, ANDREW!" the nun roared and with each aggressive thrust she shot thick and abundant jets of hot cum into his rectum, intestines and stomach.

The little boy remained motionless, staring in disbelief with his mouth half open as his nun's cock throbbed and spurted her warm love inside him. He watched as the excess of semen simply escaped from his ass, running down Modesty's cock and falling onto her belly. A few seconds later she released her legs from her grip and Andrew was able to stretch his legs.

When she went limp her dong popped out and some cum burst out uncontrollably. Andrew sighed in relief but the sensation was of satisfaction, Sister Modesty cleaned the cum on her belly and made the boy lick her fingers clean.

"So this is what made Sodom famous?"

"Yes, Andrew… pretty much," Modesty mumbled tired.

The End.