Date: Thu, 26 Jun 2003 15:10:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: Marie LeClare <marieleclare@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sister Martha - lesbian encounters

This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents
either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is
entirely coincidental.


Sister Martha FF
By
Marie LeClare


Sister Martha, who was named after a first century saint, entered the West
Texas convent of the Sisters of Mercy, and took a vow of silence.

She admits that she didn't enter the order out of piety. It was a form of
escape. Escape from a world she was scared of and in particular the
thoughts she has having concerning other women.

So she left the home where her parents lived in Montreal, Canada, and went
to the nunnery in West Texas. Far away from the world, and far away, at
least she prayed, from the temptations she was feeling for women.

Here in this silent world, where they were not allowed to speak, She found
peace and solitude, and for the first time in her life she found friends
who were not threatening.

Martha couldn't help but notice the other nun. She had beautiful brown hair
and hazel eyes, and a figure that was almost a double of Martha's. She was
wearing a pretty emerald green cross that was accentuated by her black
habit, and as Martha was to find out, her name was Toni.

Martha noticed her during her first mass. She was saying her
prayers. Martha was supposed to be saying her prayers too, but she couldn't
help but to look at her. Suddenly Toni looked up, as if she had been
startled. She noticed Martha looking directly at her.

Martha noticed her eyes. Her eyes were beautiful, pools of water with fiery
islands blazing from the center of her pupils. She looked directly back at
Martha, looking deep into her eyes. They held the glance, neither of them
wanting to look away, until they became too afraid to continue looking.

Toni took care of Martha those first few weeks. She showed her around, gave
her a bed and linens, and helped her learn the way of life she was now to
lead. One of the first nights there Martha became lonely and missed her old
home. Toni could sense her loneliness, even though Martha couldn't say the
words. She looked at Martha and gestured by nodding her head at the bed,
offering to stay the night with her. Martha nodded her acceptance.

Toni slipped into Martha's bed, then Martha wrapped her arms around
her. The look in her eyes as she looked at Martha told her not to be
afraid. It told Martha that she loved her. She kissed Martha on the cheek,
and Martha kissed her back and felt much better.

During the day, they worked tending the gardens. They would weed and water
the plants. Sometimes hauling water from the river. When the summer roses
bloomed by the wall, Martha couldn't help noticing how magnificent, how
soft, Toni looked framed by the soft velvety petals where she
worked. Martha loved the way Toni's hands curved around the spade, and her
toes dug into the earth beneath her sandals.

Throughout the day, they would exchange glances and smiles. Martha wanted
her. Wanted her sexually. She knew these thoughts were unholy, that the
church would not approve, but Martha knew for the first time in her life
that she had discovered what love meant. To not express her love was
agony. Martha wanted to share her feelings, her love, and her life with
Toni. But if she was rejected by her, what would be the consequences? If
she revealed her lust, she would be forced to leave the nunnery. But that
would be the mildest of punishments, compared to her rejection of
love. Martha didn't fear the wrath of god. She knew her love was holy. She
feared the rejection.

Martha set about planning how she would reveal her feelings. Not knowing
that Toni had plans of her own. Sometimes the sisters would go gathering
mushrooms in the woods. That would give Martha some time and privacy. If
Toni rejected her Martha hoped that being out there would give her sometime
to set things straight before returning to the sisterhood.

The next time they went gathering mushrooms, Martha led the way. Going
deeper and deeper into the woods, deeper than they had ever gone before. A
few times, Toni glanced at Martha with a questioning look, asking her if
she knew where they were going. Martha just nodded 'yes', and kept going.

When Martha thought they were far enough away, she stopped and turned
around, looking directly at Toni, who was taken back. She didn't know how
to react or what to expect. Toni stood there looking at her. There was
sexual tension in the air. Martha walked over to her and kissed her on the
lips.

There was no reaction. She just stood there like a statue, looking straight
forward and breathing heavily. Martha kissed her again while she just stood
almost ignoring her. Suddenly, as if a lifetime of inhibitions were
suddenly released in a single second, Toni grabbed the back of Martha's
head and forced her lips back on hers. They kissed and kissed.

Tears came to Toni's eyes. Martha broke the kiss to look in her eyes. She
cried harder, and while her tear filled eyes looked into Martha's, she
reached down and took off her nun's habit. Martha could only stare. Toni
reached down to grab Martha's hand, and brought it up to her right
breast. Martha stroked it tentatively, yet lovingly. She smiled and it was
clear that those tears were tears of joy.

As they fell to the ground, Toni slowly disrobed Martha. She rubbed her
hands over her breasts, at first avoiding the nipples, until Martha
couldn't stand it much longer. Then, finally, she pinched them.

Then in almost a flash Toni turned Martha over her lap, her hands caressing
Martha's full bottom, before she started to spank her. Martha almost cried
out but stopped when she realized that Toni was doing this out of love and
lust.

As Toni spanked harder and harder, Martha for the first time in her life,
felt as if she belonged to this woman who was spanking her.  Seemingly out
of frustration Toni reached for a switch, and raising her arm brought it
down with such force that Martha was almost breathless. As the beating got
harder and harder Martha wondered how much more she could endure, and
whether this woman was a mad woman, but the passion was building, and
Martha's pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Just when Martha thought she
could take no more, the whipping stopped.

My god, I was hers, thought Martha, as Toni turned her over and crawled on
top of her, Toni's breasts rubbing against Martha. Martha felt the damp
earth under her and its moisture seeped into her. She was like a sponge
absorbing her environment.

Toni's hands were touching Martha everywhere. She caressed her shoulders,
her neck, her back, her tummy. She planted a trail of kisses across
Martha's body, starting on her forehead, her temples, her cheeks, her chin,
her neck, her chest, across her breasts, down her tummy, leaving a little
wet trail.

Martha waited in suspense. Would she kiss where Martha wanted her to kiss?
She snaked kisses down Martha's leg, over her knee, down to her
toes. Martha squirmed in passion. She kissed up her thigh. She nuzzled her
pussy hairs. Oh, how Martha wanted her tongue. She rubbed her cheek back
over her tummy, and started kissing the bottom of Martha's breast,
specifically avoiding her nipples.

My god, she was a tease, thought Martha as she grabbed Toni's head and held
it over her nipples, Toni finally licked them. Licking each nipple briefly,
before swirling her tongue in a little circle round Marta's stiff nipple,
before opening her mouth and sucking her breast like a baby. As she sucked
hard on her nipple she dragged her teeth on it, before biting down
hard. Martha cried out.

Martha pushed her head down to that place that belonged only to her. Her
womanhood was Toni's. Toni planted kisses through her pussy fur. Martha
held her head tighter until Toni finally licked her. Licking her delicate
folds, as she penetrated Martha with 2 fingers. Swirling her tongue over
Martha's swollen clit, then cupping her tongue to draw Martha's swollen
clit into her mouth and sucking hard like a straw. As Toni sucked, and
licked, and finger fucked, Martha suddenly found her voice and muttered
moans, culminating in a mind blowing orgasm, as her woman honey flowed into
Toni's mouth.

They didn't stop. Their love making went on for hours with each taking
turns making the other feel good. After they laid in each other's arms,
cuddling for hours that day, safe and comfortable.

They knew their love would have to remain a secret, that they could not
share their joy with the other sisters. They had their own private little
world, a safe world, a loving world. Martha had found her home. She had
found the world within her lover's arms.


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