A Forbidden Dream

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That evening, back in the privacy of her own room, she locked the door, pulled her habit over her head, and admired her figure in the mirror again. She wondered: was this what normal young women did? From the articles in the magazine, it seemed that everyone was dressing to impress the opposite sex, even if they couldn’t see it.

Sarah’s sleep that night was disturbed. She dreamt of herself in the convent. Only, instead of her habit, she was wearing her sexy black underwear and stockings and she had found some high heels like the girl in the magazine photo. And then, for a reason that made no sense, suddenly she was without her underwear, and she had to stand at the front of prayer in nothing but stockings and high heels.

And then she was giving Holy Communion, with each nun in turn standing and walking towards her to take the body of Christ. But, instead of placing the communion wafer in their mouths she would place it between her own lips, and each Sister in turn would press their lips to hers and take their communion in a series of brief, or sometimes prolonged, kisses. As they leaned towards her, the rough fabric of their habits rubbed against her breasts. And with each touch and with each kiss her arousal would grow.

Read the rest of the story in The Rules of the Convent

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