cw: cnc | breeding | nun | virgin
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Growing up, it was a family tradition for everyone in the family to serve the church. At some point, everyone became an altar boy or altar girl. Your family has been involved with the church since you can remember. Everything was done for the church, the community, and God.
However, by the time you were about to serve the church, your parents had to move to the city for work and you weren't able to follow the family tradition. You wailed and cried, pleading with your parents to allow you to return to your village to fulfill the tradition. It was all you could think about. It was all you ever wanted to do as a young boy. You wanted to follow in your mother and father's footsteps, but they denied you it because of work. Your mother did everything she could to make to console you but to no avail.
"Honey, it's okay. You can always serve the church in many ways. You don't have to be an altar boy." she said consoling your weeping self. "Look, you can be an altar boy even when you're 80. There's no age limit for it."
That didn't do anything to soothe your aching heart. However, there is nothing you can do about it. Your family is in a dilemma, and they need to accept work in the city to provide for the growing family. So you resigned and accepted your fate with a heavy heart. You pledged at the Lord's altar that you would return and do whatever it takes to become an altar boy and fulfill your duty to serve the church.
When you graduated from college, you were overjoyed to get a job in your hometown. It offered you a glimmer of hope that you might be able to serve the church at your age. Coming back to your hometown brought up many memories. Nothing much has changed; your house, albeit a little shabby, is still in good condition. Your neighbors are still there, and everything appears to be fine.
The first order of business was to go to the church. You arrived at the church when the sun has set. Yes, you could have scheduled an appointment for tomorrow but you can't wait any longer. You knocked on the door and a nun opened it. She has piercing black eyes and a serious serene face.
"Can I help you, young man?", she asked. You explained to her your situation about how you wanted to apply for an altar boy. She looked at you confused. "Aren't you too old to be an altar boy?", she asked.
"I-mean, yes I am but I wasn't able to be one when I was a kid. So, I thought maybe I'll try. Maybe there's a position there that involves a more adult type job as an altar boy? or altar man, rather?", you explained nervously.
The nun gave you a smile and beckoned for you to come inside. She walked and you followed her.
"The church never ran out of help from the community. You could even say that we have too many volunteers here already. So, I don't necessarily think there will be a position good enough for a man such as yourself.", she said looking at you intently.
"I-I'll do anything. Please, I just really want to serve the church.", you begged.
"Very well then.", she motioned for you to sit down in one of the church pews and you did. "Remove your pants," she commanded.
"Excuse me?", you asked confused.
"If you want to serve the church, then you better do as I say.", she stood there waiting. You weren't sure why you had to remove your pants, but you did. She ran her hands down your crotch until only your boxer shorts remained, making your cock twitch in arousal. She pressed her hand even more firmly against your bulge. She grinned, spread your legs apart, and raised her skirt. You could see her shaved pussy on display. The nun laughed as you blushed and averted your gaze.
She then straddled you, her bare pussy feeling the erection between your legs. The contact caused you to unintentionally thrust your hips forward, as your hand clutch your own thighs. She carefully guided them to her waist and began grinding. "This, ah-hmm is part of your service to the church. To-ah~ make nuns like me, feel good after a day of service", she mumbled. "If, you pass.. this…test.. then you may.. serve us"
You clutch her waist, savoring the sensation of her pussy rubbing against your member. Your virgin cock couldn't take it, and you came far too quickly. When the nun looked down, she noticed the mess you produced when something wet spurted between her legs. She pulled down your boxer shorts and yanked out your very hard cock, cum pouring at the tip. It was easy for your cock to slide inside her with her pussy wet from grinding. As you feel the warmth of her insides, your eyes roll to the back of your head. She started bouncing up and down your cock, moaning like a dog in heat. You were speechless as you watched this person who served God scream like a whore in his holy place. When you felt the tingling pride of knowing it was your virgin cock that made her whimper like that, you cursed yourself.
You're being shameless. You shouldn't feel that way, it's a sin. But it felt so amazing, right? Especially now that her insides are tightening with every bounce. She's squeezing you tightly, and you're doing your best not to cum. The overstimulation filled your head and you mouthed something unintelligible. You hugged her tightly as you sloppily shoved your way deep within her. This just enthralled the nun, who matched your pace. "Cum inside me", she said and that's all it took for him to spill all his pent-up seed inside you.
Your mother is right, serving the church doesn't have any age limit.
