Forbiden sex and naughty nuns.

 

 

We all know that anything that is forbidden is automatically more exciting. We seem to be hard wired that way. In the nineteen fifties sex outside marriage   was considered to be wicked and morally offensive and those who indulged in it were beyond the pale. A girl found letting a young man feel her newly minted breasts inside her  crisp blouse was likely to find herself being  spanked by outraged parents,

 

 

  

but that only made her transgression that much more fun and so likely to do it again, this time with her top right off .

 

As he kissed her neck and fondled her ripe globes, his cock in danger of going off all by itself, her young boyfriend would want to know all about her punishment .

 “Did he take your knickers down when he spanked you ?”  He would ask.

 “He pulled them right off!” She’d pant in reply, which would be a lie but one that she knew always got him even more aroused at he imagined what it would be like to have  this sweet young thing squealing and struggling across his knee as he spanked  and spanked her delicious bottom.

 

 

In the mean time she was becoming all too aware that something stiff and hard and feral was getting out of control in  his pants and she wished that they were completely naked so she  could reach down and take  this great  thing in her hand and explore it properly. 

Her friends  at school often had long giggling conversations about what boys did when they were on their own, and apparently they did something called wanking which meant that they played with their own cocks till lots of cream spurted out of the end.

 

Whenever she thought about this when she was on her own she found herself playing with her own thing, her back arched and her questing index finger moist and expert as she coaxed that beautiful explosion from herself.

 

 

 

But that’s not what this post is all, not quite anyway.  It’t primarily about  forbidden sex which makes me think of that group of people for whom all things sexual are out of bounds, namely nuns.

 

 

 

Nuns spend their days in piety and prayer and good works, and for those inclined that way, no doubt it is a noble calling. But even nuns are entitled to a little recreation, and all of us have our different ideas  what that might be. If that which is forbidden is even sweeter, their lustful thoughts have to be even more  arousing than our own, and living in their cloistered privacy they have lots of opportunities to indulge them. We love to think of nuns as having a dark and secret life that we know nothing about, smoking and drinking with their legs secretly  sheathed in silk stockings under their all enveloping habits.

 

 

Of course in the  more advanced and enlightened orders, maybe they have activities arranged for them like  art classes where they can let their imaginations flower in creative ways, but they are likely to be in the minority.

 

 

For most of them, denied the company of men, surely they cannot stop themselves forming lustful attachments to each other, sneaking into each other’s cells at night and piece by piece removing each other’s clothing till, fully naked at last they fondle and finger and explore till their clefts are weeping and their thighs sticky with their overflow.   

 

 

Of course, many of them offer instruction to pupils from outside their order, girls who unlike them are able to indulge in lipstick and lingerie  and all the other trappings designed  to beguile and seduce.

 

Looking after these young embryonic harlots is a challenge and they know that the only answer is regular strict discipline, long punitive sessions over their  knees as they try and spank their  own frustrations away.

 

 

And when they have released the young madam and allowed her to pull her knickers back up and promise to be a good and dutiful girl from now on, they go back to the privacy of their own cell and dwell on how arousing it was to spank that lithe young minx’s  bare bottom, only to end up indulging in a long lingering sessions of self pleasuring as they wail out their thanks to the Lord.

 

 

And if they don’t really behave like this, we can still imagine!