Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2004 07:24:13 +0000 (GMT) From: "[iso-8859-1] ALISHA MATHEW" Subject: Lessons from a Nun My mother was working as a nurse in a government hospital during the eighties. Then she made a great mistake in her life. She messed with a bigshot in our locality, who happened to be a local politician who had the habit of using the pay wards for his amorous activities He would book a room and got admitted there in pretext of taking bed rest on some doctor's advice. Soon a lot of people, mostly women would begin to visit him. They spent hours with him to keep company. Under the normal circumstances nurses need not have to bother about patients in pay wards unless they have been approached for help from their side. But my mother was a workaholic and dedicated person, and she entered the room without bothering to knock, and what did she see there. The politician was lying on the bed reading a local crime/sex weekly enjoying the scandals written in a filthy language. None dared to read that magazine in public, but everyone enjoyed reading it hiding it in closets. My mother saw vice president of local body Mrs.Mary Mathen lying between the legs of the politician, her head moving to and fro between the politician's legs. She was sucking avidly the flaccid penis of about four inches long and two inches in diameter. My mother should have immediately left the place, but she made a scene and stormed the room and complained to the hospital authorities. Local body ran the hospital pay wards and the politician tried to hush up the scandal by offering a promotion to my mother. But she did not withdraw her complaint. Soon she was rewarded for her bravery and uprightness with a transfer to a tribal area. It was a god forsaken place where none dared to service, soon after one month of service there, my mother got another transfer to a different area. Thus she got about six transfers in three months and she had no other option than to send me to a convent school. I was ten years old then. I did not attained puberty that time. It was a convent run by a seminary for tribal students. Three nuns ran it. The warden was Sr.Beatris who was very strict and was feared by students as well as other nuns. Sr. Neha was her assistant; she was a cute nurse, with deep lovely grey eyes, curly hairs, which were hidden under her cap. The third person was the cook, Grace who was a tribal converted to Christianity. She did not stay in the convent; her son was a mentally retarded one who ate almost everything he saw and often had stomach ache. The girls were mostly from tribal background. They were not much good in education. The more the nuns tried to teach them mathematics, English the more they remained numb. So I was considered as a brilliant girl there, the teachers as well as the nuns acknowledged it. I got some scholarships from seminary for my excellence. Three girls were allotted one room each. The junior's girls were sleeping together in a big hall. Only the warden Sr.Beatris had a room of her own. Sr. Neha shared the room once in a while, but most of the nights she slept in the hall. At 8 p.m Grace served the supper. The supper consisted a plate of porridge, two slices of bread and egg twice a week. We had to stand in queue with plates and it was our duty to wash the dishes. At 9 p.m we prayed at the hall and about 9.30 the lights were switched off. Sr.Beatris used to make a round with a pen torch about 10 p.m before she relieves to her room. She will ensure that all doors are bolted and none murmurs or keep lights on in the rooms once the study time was over. She used to peek under the blankets and no girl was allowed to share another's bed. The tribal girls brought a walnut like pulse, which was hard to crack unless it was roasted. It tasted salty and good but made us fart. So the nuns prohibited eating them in convent. It was common to hear farts in the classrooms, and teachers scolded us for eating the nuts. My roommate used to bring a lot of roasted nuts and keep them hidden inside an old pillow. We ate them in silence when lights were switched off. If Sr.Beatris caught us eating it we were severely punished. It was bitterly cold night. The winds were roaring. The convent was situated near forest land. I was alone in my room shivering from the scorching wind. I was dressed only in a petticoat and with no panties. I was eating some nuts, hidden under my pillow. Then a beam of light fell on my face, I pretended to sleep but my jaws were still moving. I knew it was Sr.Beatris who was making her night rounds. I shut my eyes as close as possible and pretended fast asleep. The beam of light stay fixed on my face then I felt her hands forcefully opening my palm and discovered two nuts hidden. I still tried to be asleep, then Sr.Beatris took those nuts away and at the next instant I felt her applying the nut on my left nipple. She rubbed my exposed nipple of my gooseberry tits and was touching my nipples using the nut. I was feeling aroused and my legs rubbed together, I could not hold it any longer, my nipple was jutting, it was becoming hard against the rub with the nut, finally it became bigger and as taut as the nut itself, and I opened my eyes. I saw Sr.Beatris's face closer to mine. There was a devilish grin. 'Wake up, kid, follow me to my room', she ordered. She walked in front of me finding the way using a small beam of her torch. I followed her in fear and distress. When we reached her room, she put on the light and when I was insider her room she bolted the door. She was in her nun's brown habit, still keeping the white cap on her head, hiding all the hairs. "What was it you were eating?" she asked. "The turmeric nuts", I stammered. "Who gave them to you?". "Helen", she was my roommate. "Don't you know its not good to eat? Aren't you ashamed of it, don't you know how ridiculous it's a girl like you to fart eating those nasty nuts?", she barked. "I never farted", I said. "May be, but its not good for digestion. Let me eat one and see what's so special about it. Give one to me", she asked. I looked for one in a side pocket of my petticoat, but did not find any. "Let me search for it", she said and began to put her hands inside my petticoat. "Its not there, it was in side pocket", I said. "Stay calm girl", she muttered, her hands were searching in my body. She roamed her fingers on my flat chest, her fingers reached to my armpits and searched there as if I had hidden some nuts in my armpit. It felt so ticklish, and I giggled. She searched my armpits and rubbed her fingers there and tried to pull one or two tiny hairs, which sprouted there, which I too was ignorant of its existence. Her fingers came back and began to feel my gooseberry tits. This time she lingered her fingers on its tip and using her small fingers she drew some small circles around my nipple. Sometimes she started from a wider circumference and went on reducing the diameter of the imaginary cirle and finally she pulled my button like teats. I got more excited when she used the edge of nails and drew lines across my teats. Tiny dots appeared and vanished near my nipples and I was getting ticklish and (s)excited. I was writhing in pleasure and I felt a volcano getting erupted between my legs. I started rubbing my thighs closer. Then the nun stopped abruptly and asked me to pray. We put a mattress on the floor before the picture of crucified Christ. The candles were burning. We were standing on our knees ,the nun started with the prayer book and we sung two songs in chorus. Then she murmured silently for some time and drew crosses thrice or four times. Then we stood up and the nun put the mattress in its place. Everything about the room was neatly and nicely arranged. She lifted me like a child and deposited me on her cot. The cot was neatly arranged, there was no bed. The cot was made of wood, the nuns were supposed to be not accustomed to luxuries like foam bed etc. She had put some woollen blankets neatly folded and a white bed cover was spread over it. It gave a foam effect to the bed. She removed her white cap and I could see her hair cut short like boys. She began to remove her rosary. She unhooked the thick buttons and removed it over her head. She metamorphosed to an elderly woman, not much attractive, with crew cut hairs, no ornaments and clad only in her white cotton brassieres and a long petticoat reaching her knees. There was a luxurious maze of curly hairs under her arms, they had grown out and was visible even without lifting her arms. She lay beside me and began to fondle me. She looked deeply into my eyes and at the same instant her hands removed the straps of my petticoat and she began to rub my nipples with her forefinger. Soon they became erect unknowing to me, and she smiled at me wickedly. Then she began to travel her hands downside. Soon her hands rested on my hairless mound between my legs. She cupped the small bun and my pussy mound raised again like a newly baked bun. She was happy to see I have no panties, she began to spread her fingers and her fingers moved as if making a dough paste, in the process I began to spread my legs wider and the channel between my pussy triangle began to show its pinkness and I could smell a small faint flowery smell of wild orchids. She was looking into my eyes and she asked me in low voice "Do you like this girl?". I answered by shaking my head in affirmative. "Good, have you started your periods?", again she asked. "No, not yet", I replied. My mom had given me lessons about the menstruation. Then the warden stood up and removed her brassieres. I could not believe my eyes. Her breasts were released from the tightly held cottons and they were two big melons. They giggled like two earthen pots, the dark circle around her nipples covered almost half of her breasts. She came back to bed and offered one of her big tits to my lips, "Do you want to drink milk?", she asked and without waiting for my reply she pressed my face to the melon. I tried to suck from her breasts but there was no milk. All I could feel was that the nipple, which was initially small, like a dry grape grown in my mouth. When my saliva coated the nipple, she changed the breasts and I repeated my sucking. There was no milk but the nipples moved like chocolate-coated toffee in my mouth. "Now let me see if you have any milk?", saying this she lifted my petticoat over my head and threw it to the floor. She kissed me first on my lips. Her lips were sweet and mouth was so fresh. The hot air from her flared nostrils was making my face ticklish. She applied her thick lips just below my nose and the tongue licked the sweat beads had appeared there. "You sweat like this every time?", she asked cuddling me, her hands were moving on my flat chest occasionally gripping my nipples. "I am afraid, and this room is so closed, that's why", I replied. "Afraid, of what!, no dear, nothing to be afraid of!, we are two women, its quite natural to share bed, in fact I was afraid of keeping a girl sleep alone, you know the devil makes wicked dreams, some girls pee in the bed at night. To tell you a truth some nuns in our convent used to pee at nights", she chuckled and then she began to search my pussy. 'So sweet, do you feel any itch here?", she asked, lying close to me from behind. I could feel her big breasts touching my smooth back, they were two cushions pressed to my skinny shoulder bones. She was warm, she picked up my pony tail and began to kiss my nape of neck. Her nose touched my spinal beginning, her lips began to touch my shoulder bones. She was pressing her boobs on me, it made me shiver and something inside me was making me hot. My mouth was getting dry, my pussy was feeling like a half baked bun, the mound of my pussy began to pulse. I felt it was going to explode, tiny hairs unknown to me of its existence before began to rise and I was yearning for a touch there, please cup me down there, please, I silently begged. As if reading my thoughts my wardens palm rested calmly on my triangle. She was kissing my back feverishly and was pulling my nipples sometimes rolling it between her forefinger and thumb. Then her right hand began to cup my pussy mound. I lifted my buttocks to meet her touches. She lifted my hands and placed on my shoulders and her crew cut hairs met my shoulders, she was now examining my armpits, she pulled one or two tiny hairs sprouted there, then she made me lying facing her on my back. I could see she was sweating too. She looked at me passionately and whispered, "My child, my sweet child!", she began to lick my armpits, I giggled, but she went on licking my armpits and came to my chest in circles. She made a big diameter of licking area around my nipples. She began kissing me in a circular fashion. She did it clockwise and suddenly shifted pace and came in anti clockwise, at least expected times her lips captured my nipples and after chewing for seconds she released them erect and begging for more handling, but then she ignored them. I was getting mad, she had inserted a small finger tip into my pussy channel, I felt something oozing from my spinal chord and my pussy was lubricated. I could not stand this I wriggled in the bed, I lifted my butt to meet her fingers deeper and deeper, but then she removed them and smiled at me wickedly. I began to take liberties I tried to rub my pussy mound on her legs. Even though she had removed her cotton brassieres she still had a petticoat around her waistline. She understood my urge and lifted the petticoat and the thunder thighs were outside. Her thighs were like two ivory pillars, I never thought she might have such fair thighs as she was not much fair in appearance. Perhaps her thighs has never seen daylight and thus became white. Her thighs had another peculiarity where a lot of hairs were there on her thighs. They were not so smooth but almost like a man. She placed her big thigh between my legs and my pussy got a feeling of being rubbed with a fluffy dust remover. Soon she began to rub my pubic with her right thigh and the rubbing was so perfect that my pussy heated in a few seconds. I felt something aroused inside my pussy, I could not understand what was it. The rubbing went on forever, but I still need something stronger, something was missing, I felt, she too might have understood it. She placed her head on my belly. She kissed me on my belly, and around my belly button. She moved downwards and suddenly she placed a kiss, the most warm kiss I ever got right on my pussy. I shrieked and held her head closer to me. She began to move her tongue on my pussy mound and it was devilishly erotic. Then her tongue began to enter my small orifice, and it was like a broken arrow and somewhere deep inside her tongue meet a pebble inside me. The moment my pebble was touched by her tongue I jerked, but she kept me firmly pressed to the coat and began to locate the pebble. I could not stand it any longer, but I knew there was something special about that pebble. If I must relax something should be done about that pebble. Before that night I never knew such a thing existed in me, Sr.Beatris was then rotating her tongue around my hood. Then she could grab that little pearl in between her lips, how did she do it, I never knew, all I knew was I was going to explode like a volcano and I did in the next instant. "Oooooooooi hhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa h hah " I came for the first time in my life. I was hissing like a heated dog. We used to see dog pair standing copulated and trying to move away from each other while going to schools. I did not understand how they became a Siamese twin joined at their bottom. I was hissing such female dog. I was shivering too. Sr.Beatris did not say anything; she hugged me and made me relax lying on top of her. I was now lying on her. when I became calm, I looked under me. Those milky cushions were perfect globes, those dark circles decorated them nicely, and in the middle there stood her black nipple like a cherry put on a butter cake. I began to lick at it, then she removed her petticoat and lay completely naked under me. She was fat and fleshy, I began to lick her boobs and she liked it. When I had licked them thrice she put her hands over her head and I saw the thick bush of pit hairs in her armpits. She never shaved there in her life, but my mother used to shave her armpits once in two months. It was me who assisted her to shave her right armpit as she could not shave there at ease with her left hand. Sr.Beatris offered her pits to my attention, and I could not resist the temptation. I began to lick her salty armpits with those long curly hairs. The musky aroma mixed with the saltiness was just delicious. I dried her soaked pit hairs within minutes and made them dry and soft like silk wool. She was urging me to go down by pushing my head. She wanted me to do some licking down there. I began to lick her belly button. Then I saw her bush, wow, what a bush, it was a mass of dark hair. The curly hairs formed a silent valley of virgin forest. I felt I was entering a deep woods full of entangled masses of hairs. The region smelled like wild orchid, the smell which we inhaled when rain hits the dry ground for the first time. The smell mixed with wet dust, and of white garlic. I spread her pussy triangle and saw the rose coloured inside. The labium was brick red inside even though its folds were dark outside. I saw traces of some white gum inside it. Some kind of discharge, I felt a slight repulsion first but I could not go back. I wanted to locate her pebble too. I licked that white substance, it melted in my mouth like pastry. Then I lost my reluctance forever and began to munch her pussy. The more I liked the more watery it became. I could not understand from where the water comes, my face became fully wet like when we eat a piece of watermelon. I smelt my face dipped in a soup bowl. Where was her pebble, I knew that part is the pleasuring part for a woman. But still I could not locate it, I explored each and every nook of the fleshy hole, still no way. Sr.Beatris was writhing under me grabbing my head from behind and affixed it to her pubic region. I was breathing through my ears, my nostrils were immersed in the pussy glue. Then my warden caught hold of her two legs and took it to her face. She appeared like a frog lying on the dissection table, now almost every hidden secrets of her anatomy was visible and accessible to me. She put her hands on her pussy triangle and made it even wider, I thought it was too dangerous she was rubbing violently at the opening and the pussy was fully blossomed like a hibiscus flower, she was rubbing somewhere and was begging my attention. I could not see anything, but she was madly pressing my face to her. Then my tongue touched her pleasure button. It was too small; her clitoris (term I later learnt) was smaller than mine. Just a bead a tiny bead, only she could locate it and only in that awkward position of frog like. I began to rotate my tongue around which she did to me earlier and within no time I heard her grunting like a lioness. Sr.Beatirs was moving clockwise in the bed taking me along with her, the clothes and bed cover all were lying on the floor and we were moving as if in a revolving bed. "Ha, Ha", she lamented, and finally came and she moved my face away from her in the next instant. After some moments of silence, I asked her, "Sister did you come?". She hugged me and said, "yes dear, yes, my little darling". "Now wake up dress yourself, make bed neat", she told me. I stood up and dressed. Then I slept nicely till I heard the morning songs of birds. I looked at Sr.Beatris, she was sleeping peacefully dressed in her rosary, hand firmly held at the cross. It was my first lesson of ecstasy from a nun.