One evening in 1842

The sun was setting over the western mound bathing the vale position in a aureate radiance. I looked up from my rule book and decided to postulate a manner of walking before duskiness fell.

Our star sign stood some way above the hamlet and I decided to walk down to taste a pint or two of ale before supper.

"I'm going for a walk I may be some meter,"I informed the housekeeper before I strode off in hunting of refreshment.

I had not gone many yards before I came across a Nun speeding towards the village.

"Good evening,"I greeted her,"You seem to be in a peachy rush."

"We need the doc,"she explained.

"I think I saw him en route to the stag and Hornet an hr since,"I explained.

"Oh no, he will be incapable !"she sighed.

"I know something of practice of medicine perhaps I can aid ?"I offered.

"Oh I think not,"she answered,"One of our babe has a splinter."

"Then lead on,"I suggested,"I shall swiftly get my bag and my tweezers."

"Up inside her, her dildo splintered,"she sighed,"I think you will need to a greater extent than a twosome of tweezers."

"Up her ?"I queried as I recoiled in shock.

"Vagina, slit what ever your favourite gens for a fair sex's sexual Hammond organ is,"she sighed again,"So take me to the Doctor of the Church and kibosh wasting my time."

I showed her to the Stag and went to rouse the doctor. He was still sensitive, after a fashion, but not exactly at the peak of his powers.

"Doctor, you must come, a baby has a splinter up her vagina,"I explained urgently.

"Right,"he agreed instantly,"On the table with her lads stage akimbo, lets see what we're dealing with."

Two beefy chaps grabbed my comrade and lofted her onto the table and despite her protest spread her ramification wide.

"Ahhhh,"The Doctor of the Church said as he lofted her robe and exposed her hairy cumulation, for she wore nought under the robe."Using those old carved statues again."

"Its not me !"she protested rather too feebly as the doctor thrust a pudgy finger between her downhearted mouth, `` Its Sister Ouch ! ``.

"How far in ?"he asked as he pressed further.

"Its another sister not, oooh, me !"she gasped.

"Doctor its not her,"I explained.

"Shut it pup,"a beefy laborer hissed,"This be the best show we had in a while."

"Is that it ?"the doctor asked.

"No, Nooooo"the nun protested rather feebly.

"Anyone with a longer finger's breadth ?"the Dr. asked.

"handgrip her cunt loose so's we can see substantially,"the Landlord suggested.

"It's, Oooh, not,"the nun tried to explain.

"supporter her off with this robe,"The doctor suggested drunkenly.

willing hands pulled her robe over her head.

"Its not,"she protested, but a burly hick was now caressing her tit.

"Its not her !"I explained only to be pushed towards the door.

"I said shut it now shut it !"he ordered.

"No I don't have a sliver !"she explained. Poor lady friend. The sottish doc misunderstood and was now dropping his pants.

"Oh for compassion's interest,"she wailed, but the doctors pudgy cock was already pressing into her.

His hammer was suffering from brewers affliction and bent as he tried to force it in her, slipping out twice before a burly yahoo loosed his fly to release at to the lowest degree a ft of solid state man meat.

Sister Pious's eyes were full like dish aerial as she started at the man's momster cock with its bulgy purple question,"No,"she said rather feebly and unconvincingly.

"Let a man in,"the yokel insisted as he pushed the physician aside and unerringly rammed his meat deep into baby Pious's vagina.

"It's not her,"I insisted.

"Shut it, this is the best show we had for age,"a Yokel insists and pushed me towards the door.

"Oooohhhh,"babe Pious cooed as his cock slid easily inside her.

"Me side by side,"another yokel chuckled as he dropped his trews to reveal a midst pudgy turncock to the admiring gaze of the barmaid and some rather envious gentlemen and less yokels.

baby Pious had foresighted since given up all pretence of immunity and had her legs wrapped around the bumpkin while shouting"Yes, yes, difficult, harder,"and"Ohhhhh."

"Its not,"I explained.

"Shut up and watch or sodomise off,"a yokel insisted, so after no Thomas More than ten minutes watching them cavort and explore several unbelievable positions I decided that as I seemed not to be welcome the ripe course was to go to the monastery myself.

I duly collected my bag and a pair of slender tweezers and made rush to the monastry. It was only two or three sea mile and with the ostler gone household it was less trouble to walk than get a horse saddled.

I arrived well after supper time. I knocked loudly on the door and after some ten minute of arc a sleepy nun opened a small playground slide spy mess and asked,"What do you want ?"

"I understand a nun requires medical attention,"I declared urgently.

"Really ?"she retorted,"Not just after a trash of wine-colored and a warm by the vestry fervency ?"

"No, sister Pious was sent to get a physician,"I explained.

"Ah baby Pious,"she agreed,"And did she sustain a name for the affliced nun."

"No,"I explained,"She merely said the poor fille had a splinter from her dildo up her."

The slide slammed shut abruptly, I knocked again.

"Go away,"the nun shouted,"Before we send for the Constable."

"But sister Pious is being ravished,"I shouted.

I heard the nun shout,"sister Pious has escaped again,"then a commotion and the door was flung exposed and I was admitted.

A somewhat dishevelled mother superscript hurried to meet me,"What has Pious done now ?"she demanded.

"She said a nun needed health check assist and the medico is indisposed,"I explained,"Whereas I am a aesculapian student."

"He said a nun had dildo splinters up her."the first nun explained only to be cut short.

"Really well young man, well first we nuns do not use dildos,"Mother superior explained.

"No we use wax light and the beat bit on our rood-tree,"a third nun said brightly until she noted the Mother Superior's scowl.

"But Sister Pious said person had splinters,"I explained as more nuns appeared roused by the commotion.

"So where is Sister Pious ?"The Mother Superior asked,"Is she enjoying a thousand of ale in the hart ?"

"More like a foot of yokel's cock,"I retorted rudely,"The last time I saw her she was completely naked, wooden leg akimbo being shafted by."

"Enough ! I think we get the approximation,"the female parent Superior declared,"She does this every now and again, I would opine she will be back some time in the future calendar week or so."

"But what about the splinters ?"I asked.

"Young man I can assure you,"The mother superordinate insisted until one nun said awkwardly.

"It was me, I asked baby Pious for help, my crucifix ..."she said.

"And mine,"another nun agreed.

"Me too,"another agreed,"My rood is all rough and."

"Dear nobleman do I have a raft of harlots,"The Mother victor sighed,"Very well, you may use the infirmary for your examinations."

"Mine worked themselves out,"one nun admitted.

"And mine,"another one agreed.

"Mine are very painful,"another nun admitted,"Would you mind examining me ?"

"Do your worst,"The mother Lake Superior agreed and she strode away quite angrily.

The affected nun was called sis Martha, she was only about twenty years of age or so which un nerved me somewhat, and quite comely with a perfect smasher and a pile covered in a Christ Within furry down as I was soon to find.

She showed me to the infirmary,"I am sorry to discommode you but it is rather uncomfortable,"she simpered.

"Just lay on the slab and part your knees,"I suggested. I lofted her robe as she did so but there was short sufficiency to see by cd light. I eased a finger into her. She sighed quite contentedly which I found quite surprising as was the shiftiness of her innards.

I managed to get three fingerbreadth inside her,"Am I anywhere near ?"I asked.

"No,"she said,"You need something longer."

"I have pair of pincers but I can't see."I admitted.

"Then use your cock,"an senescence nun suggested from behind me,"Isn't it obvious she doesn't have a sliver, she just needs a cock."

"No, I do have got a sliver, I'm a good chaste fille,"babe Martha insisted.

"Chased by half the chap in Borchester,"the senior nun chorted,"Go on young man, go up her, flood her with your seed and wash the splinter out, thats what the good Dr. does."

Now to be honest my phallus was already straining at the lead and when the elderly nun camem behind me and loosed my fly clitoris he sprang absolve in an instant.

"I can't,"I protested but Sister Martha was staring all-encompassing eyed at my cock and her was straining to get inside her and I was powerless to resist.

"Take that !"I chortled as my member speared unerringly inside her,"take all of Aggggghhhhhh !"

I found the sliver the sore way. I withdrew in horror to find two in of oak splinter now speared through my foreskin."Dear god !"I protested as I pulled it out with trembing fingers,"There really was a splinter !"

"Oh my Cuban sandwich,"sister Martha said, as she stared at my damaged dick,"Let me snog it better."

"Ram it back in her twat juice is a smashing healer,"the elderly nun opined and it did seem the most sensitive measure so I did.

"Oh that is so soothing, much nicer than a candela,"she cooed.

"Indeed my turncock seems much less painful now,"I agreed,"I am so busy studying that I seldom find oneself metre for a fuck.

It felt very odd to be fucking a nun while almost fully clothed but any porthole in a storm they say and I own Sister Martha was an admirable fuck and as I soon found as she pulled her robe up to reveal them she had luscious boob as well.

The Mother higher-up reappeared,"screwing, why am I not surprised ?"she opined,"No doubt you will take to do a follow up chip tomorrow. Do you roll in the hay I sometimes think I am running a house of ill repute rather than a nunnery."

"Yes I think I should check tomorrow,"I agreed.

The Mother superior rolled her eye to heaven."I know, why not subscribe to her Martha base with you and use her like a tart until you grow tired of her then air her back."

"I fear I might never run down of fucking her,"I agreed,"But it does vocalize like a capital idea."

"I was being sarcastic,"The Mother Superior explained sadly.

"Well it won't thing, we can put any child in our orphanage,"a nun suggested,"With Sister Pious'two and."

"Hold your tongue,"the mother Superior ordered but the die was cast.

baby Martha squeezed my putz with pleasure and suddenly I was ineffectual to encumber myself and my seed burst forth in a great waterspout sending my idea straight to heaven.

My tool seemed no worse for the experience apart from a trivial wound on my foreskin and my job done I dressed and prepared to leave.

"Shall you take sis Martha with you ?"the Mother superior asked sarcastically.

"No, the night is cold, I shall send for her on the morrow,"I announced, and collecting my sand trap together I departed.

To be continued ?