Bad Habits Ch. 02

It was funny, Ethan thought, how even a little time can change so much. It had only been around a month since he had been sat right here, his mind wandering from the subject at hand, whatever that had been, calculus maybe, to stare out of the window and watch the rain.

As it happened, it was raining again now and his teacher, a certain Sister Katherine, was talking about something equally as disinteresting as she had all those weeks ago and he was paying about as much attention now as he had then.

However, where before he had been looking for the hidden beauty in the streams and rivulets of the water against the window, now he saw all that and more in Katherine.

What had once been an intriguing mystery, her body, he was now all too intimately familiar with. While her flowing, modest black robes obscured all but the most generous of her bodies lines and curves, knowing what he did about her, so well versed in every single inch of her, to him it was almost as if her habit was as see through as some of her more recent and scandalous purchases...

She had initially been against the purchase of any lewd and 'sinful' clothing, but Ethan had pointed out that even the smallest piece of fabric was technically less sinful than to indulge in their little lovemaking sessions nude.

She had been thrilled the first time she wore her first see-through slip, gleeful at the risque nature of her actions and to Ethan's surprise, she had wanted more.

He hadn't refused her of course, not that he wanted to lead her astray from God's path, but, in their minds they were furthering His cause by exploring the beauty they each had to offer the other.

As the days had floated by their need for each other had grown with their confidence. What had started out as illicit meetings strictly in her chambers behind locked doors only at night had expanded and branched out and they had begun sneaking off to her rooms in the mornings or throughout the day, essentially whenever their schedules would allow them to.

She was making up excuses more and more often as to why she needed to spend time with the boy, but they were worried that others, those who wouldn't understand, were getting suspicious of the pair, namely one of the other Sisters, Priscilla and the head of their School, the Mother.

While she hadn't voiced any concerns and, they were sure, certainly had no idea what they were both up to, whenever she passed Ethan in a hallway she made a little note in a book. A small thing, but something that made both Ethan and Katherine understandably anxious.

As a result, Ethan and Katherine had increasingly spent less time together under the pretence of him doing jobs for her or as a punishment and instead begun squeezing in as many secret rendezvous as they could without Priscilla's knowing.

"Psst, Ethan?"

Ethan blinked, interrupted from his thoughts and sat up a little too fast, clearly caught off guard as he looked up towards Katherine, expecting to see her disapproving look, but he only saw the back of her head as she wrote on the board and talked about some historical figure.

Ethan glanced to his side, to Jonathan who was leaning over a little, face forward watching Katherine for movement should she begin to turn, his hands gripping his desk.

"Yeah?" Ethan replied just as quietly, relaxing back into his chair.

"Sister Sunshine," a pet name for a particularly strict nun, "she's off sick today, got the flu, was thinking of seeing if we could sneak into town during the free period?" Jonathan said in a low enticing voice.

Ethan hesitated, watching Katherine's ass through the shrouding folds of her habit. Sneaking into town was a risky venture, but with that risk came the prospect of great reward, a brief stint of freedom from the rules and regulations of St. Isidore's.

"I can't..." He sighed, "Sister Katherine is making me stay back after class, clean the board and sweep."

Jonathan grimaced, "What did you do this time?"

Ethan hesitated for a second, looking across at Katherine, trying to think of an excuse he hadn't used before, "I don't even know this time."

Jonathan shook his head in annoyance and sighed, "Ugh, I thought Sister Katherine was one of the nicer ones too..."

"Guess she's got a dark side," Ethan said, as Katherine turned, glancing across at the two with a raised eyebrow as they both sat up and looked innocently onwards.

"Mm... Any questions anyone?" She asked in her soft youthful tone, her eyes still flickering between Jonathan and Ethan, "No?" Then you might as well pack up five minutes early and make a start on all the homework I assigned you in your free period next."

Jonathan spoke as he started to pack up his things, "Tough luck Ethan, if you do manage to get out early we'll be in the study room before we leave. Come check for us?"

Ethan smiled and nodded, not bothering to pack up with things with any speed as pairs of chatting students began to file out, "I will, hey, if you get into town pick me up a phone charger yeah?"

Jonathan raised an eyebrow, "You've got a phone here?"

Ethan shook his head, "No, but I know someone who does, but no charger. And I'd rather be caught with the cable than the phone."

Jonathan smirked slightly as he stood, "Alright, but if I get caught with it I'm ratting you out in a heartbeat."

Ethan grinned, "I'd expect nothing less."

"Goodluck," Jonathan said, raising his hand in a half wave as he chuckled, leaving Ethan and joining the steady stream of students as they left under the watchful gaze of the Sister.

As the last student left and closed the heavy wooden door Ethan and Katherine both let out a sigh of relief their eyes meeting, the sudden need between them, almost palpable in the otherwise empty room.

"Do we have long?" Ethan said, standing up and making his way between the desks towards a waiting Katherine, her cheeks already flushed as she parted her arms, biting her lip.

They met in an embrace, tight and eager, his arms wrapping around her waist, hers around his shoulders, his cheek coming to rest on the familiar swell of her chest as she squeezed him, letting out a low sigh of relief as if every moment away from him had been difficult.

"A little while..." she bit her lip, "I'm supposed to be in a meeting in about half an hour... But that's enough time, isn't it?"

Ethan leaned back and looked up into the beauty of her youthful face, shaped oval in the outline of her habit, "I-I don't know Katherine, I mean here's a little risky, even for us, what if-"

"Shh shh shh, come on, you're wasting valuable time Ethan! Don't you want this?" She chastised, using her hands to guide him, walking him in front of her towards her desk.

"Of course I do, you know I do! But if we get caught even just once we-"

"Shh..." She bit her lip as she bumped him against her deck, one hand on his hips holding him steady as, with her other hand she pushed him down, bending him over.

"K-Katherine I..." He started, bracing himself against the desk with his hands as he felt her hands travelling down underneath his stomach, finding the belt to his trousers and fumbling.

"Shh I know sweety I need it to, just relax and I'll be as quick as I can be okay?" She pressed, insistent as he felt his trousers loosen as the belt came undone.

He knew what she could be like when this sort of mood took her, it didn't matter what he wanted or thought, all that mattered was her pleasure, not that he ever minded that too much of course...

He bit his lip as he felt her hands prying at the button and zip of his black trousers and could feel a distinct hardness pressing into the back of his thigh, "Okay..." He relented, raising his ass slightly to make her task of stripping him easier.

"Good boy..." She said, her voice conveying her distraction as she hooked her fingertips under his waistband, dragging both his trousers and shorts down to reveal the swell of his white ass.

Katherine swallowed as she saw it, pushing aside the usual thoughts of whether what she was doing was right or wrong and focusing instead on the gift she was about to receive, that of pleasure and intimacy beyond what she had thought was possible before Ethan. She had intended to be the one to teach him, this sweet young boy with his shock of dark hair, about the pleasure God can deliver through the medium of what they were about to repeat, but his willingness to pleasure her, to ensure her every need was met at every opportunity had taught her more than she had expected.

Glancing towards the heavy windowless door with little anxiety, trusting in her faith that they would be safe she instead focused on raising her habit up above her waist. Unlike the others Sisters at St. Isadore's, she wore nothing beneath and she was greeted with the sight of her long slender legs coming into view before, finally, her meaty cock.

Curved slightly downward the cherry red tip pulsed eagerly, a bead of clear pre glistening, smeared slightly across the head of her cock and she knew she'd probably left a sticky white line up the inside of her habit she'd have to clean before handing it over for laundry.

Ethan tightened his grip on the far edge of the desk as he felt the huge tip of her cock slide between his hugging cheeks to kiss against his ass. The sensation, no matter how used to it he had become, made him flinch in surprise.

He swallowed, he had assumed, when they had started that they would always need lube, something either of them were reluctant to be caught with, but, to their combined lucks it hadn't taken them much 'exploring' to discover that her cock, which had always been very keen to fill him, produced enough clear slick pre to substitute the need to lube.

Katherine held her habits up with one hand and used her other, gripped around the base of her meaty shaft to guide it, rubbing it up and down as she stroked slowly, milking out her clear pre that made the point where they joined glisten.

"Ready?" She asked.

Ethan parted his lips to reply, but she hadn't been able to wait that long and Ethan had to stifle a surprised gasp as he felt the thick ruby tip of her cock press forward, single-minded in its objective.

Katherine chewed her lip as she watched Ethan whimper and gasp as he always did, stuck between her desk and a hard thing he had no option at this point but to do his best and relax and take her.

"A-ah, Ethan, my God, that feels so good." She cooed softly as she felt his star spread for her as it had done frequently in the weeks since they'd started, "Take it for me..."

With no other choice, he took it, whimpering, his fingers gripping the desk tight as he felt his tiny ass spread and accept the wide tip of her thick heavy cock, enveloping it in the pleasured heat of his boy butt.

"Relax relax relax," she urged, moving her hand from the base of her cock to rest on the soft doughiness of one of his pale white cheeks, squeezing it and pulling it slightly aside so she could get a better look at him.

She chewed her lip and urged her hips forward, slowly feeding her thick cock in and out of the stretched little hole, watching as his star pressed in and pulled out slightly, gripping her cock hard as she fed it deeper and deeper into the whimpering and squirming boy.

He was so good she thought, so good to her, willing to take her whenever she desired, something she wanted for often, gifted by God with an almost insatiable libido and the cum production to match.

Ethan stared ahead at the chalkboard he'd told Jonathan he would be cleaning with about as much attention as he had paid during the class, his focus entirely on the full range of sensations perverting his body as she rocked herself forward and backwards, the feeling of being filled up by Katherines thick cock one he knew well now, and one he had quickly come to love.

With his cheeks flushed and his own cock hard he moved his arm, pressing his lips into the smooth skin of his forearm stifling the distinctive moans that he couldn't help but make every time he had a session with the beautifully sexual Sister.

"E-Ethan, squeeze down on my cock, go on, make me cum faster..." She urged as she moved one hand up to grip his waist, squeezing and caressing his skin under his shirt as she used her other hand to maintain the hold on her habit, keeping the difficult flowing garment as out the way as she possibly could to avoid it getting dirtied and to prevent it obscuring the view, more beautiful than a sunset over the sea.

Ethan whimpered his affirmative and obediently squeezed down on her cock, each massaging action drawing another whimper from the oversexed nun.

"A-almost, almost... Oh!" She gasped as she finally managed to root the last few inches of her impressively girthy length inside her boy-toy, feeling the all-encompassing heat of his body caress and pleasure every nerve ending her shaft and head had.

Ethan let out a groan, arching his back downwards as he felt the last few inches slide up inside him, knowing her cock had lubed every inch of the way, leaving the inner walls of his ass slick with her love.

She ground her cock against him, stirring it deep within as her heavy cum filled nuts pressed to his smaller ones, "I could do this for hours..." She breathed softly, entranced by the sight and sensation of being sheathed in Ethan.

"W-we don't have hours, c-come on, hurry..." He whimpered cutely and Katherine had to remind herself, and concede, that he was right, they didn't have hours, they could technically be caught at any moment, not that they would be...

She moved her hand to his lower back, pressing and holding him down as she began to quicken her pace, pulling her wet cock from his tight little hole until only the ruby tip remained inside, then pushing forward, reconquering the surrendered territory.

The pace she set wasn't as fast as she wanted, desiring to lose all control and give herself entirely to the pleasure and beauty of it, but in doing so she knew it would draw more noise from the colliding of their bodies and their moans and groans of delight than she was willing to risk, but the tempo was enough for the pleasure to wash through her in waves attuned to the back and forth motion of her wide womanly hips.

"D-does that feel good Ethan?" She panted, looking down at the back of his head with half-lidded eyes, imagining his expression was one similar to her own, lost to the pleasure, an assumption that was pretty close on the mark.

"A-ah, yes Katherine! It, ah, it feels so good..." He gasped, wanting to scream the words, to scream her name, but knowing better.

She felt a shiver travel down her spine at his words, knowing he was loving it as much as she was was a massive turn on and one that helped to push her closer and closer towards the inevitable, the moment of their true connection, her climax, when thoughts ceased and feeling was all that remained.

The items scattered across her desk wobbled slightly with each thrust, his body pressed tight to it as his cheeks rippled, a soft clapping filling the room as she couldn't help but go a little faster, wanting and needing him, to feel every inch of him again and again.

"Ethan this feels so good, God, I need you so badly." She breathed hard, her eyes fluttering closed as she tilted her head back, watching the stars on the inside of her eyelids as she felt a building begin deep within, a low thrum of pleasure that didn't fade as each wave crested and fell, something that sustained and grew, growing and becoming more prominent, leaving the waves of each stroke behind it.

Ethan panted hard and squirmed, feeling the cock spearing deep within him, impaling him on its pleasurable tip, begin to harden beyond what he already felt, gaining an enhanced steeliness that, in turn, made him steel himself for what he knew was coming.

She always insisted on cumming as deep within him as possible, in part because it was, in her experience, what felt the best, but most importantly with his youthfulness and the stretchiness of his supple body he was able to hold her always impressive load within him.

She was such a heavy cummer that they both knew, from experience, that should she pull out, the subsequent mess she'd make of the surrounding area would mean that it wouldn't matter how much time they had together, they would never get it all cleaned before the next class started.

As a result of this foreknowledge he wasn't surprised when he felt her grip tighten, her thrusts, like her breathes, becoming shorter and more determined as her huge balls slapped into his time and time again, readying to fill him up, the climax they were both waiting and praying for, the thrill of the potential of being caught driving Katherine to heights she never knew she could feel.

She knew it was wrong, to take risks to feel that thrill, but in her moment of absolute pleasure she didn't question it, she merely craved it.

"A-ah! Ethan! I'm... I'm!" She gasped, biting her lip as she felt his ass squeeze and milk her cock, pushing her over the last milestone and triggering the euphoria of her climax.

She gasped loud and held him tight, slamming her hips the last few inches into him time and time again as her balls twitched and her cock throbbed, sending jetting pulses of her thick creamy seed deep deep within, painting the inside of his body white as her cum shot off in ropes, first into his ass, then into the pool of her own cum deep within him.

Katherine's faith was intact, her knowledge of the Almighty reassured as she experienced Heaven on Earth, every inch of her body singing with the praises of life as pleasure crashed through her, he was perfect, and together they would be perfect.

"Sister Katherine, I-" A voice, soft and gentle, questioning as if it was about to ask one, feminine, the sound of a sharp breath.

Katherine, face red and balls deep inside the bent over figure of Ethan turned her head towards her door, the class door, open a few inches with young face of Sister Priscilla peeking in, her eyes, which usually looked large and round through the magnification of her glasses, looked even more so as she stared, open-mouthed.

Katherine, felt such a conflict of feelings run through her in a millisecond that she didn't know what to feel, how to react, the peak of pleasure, the panicked released adrenaline coursing through her veins, the bliss, the fear.

"S-sorry!!" The young Sister stammered, her face flushing crimson as she all but fled the classroom, slamming the door behind her, leaving Katherine and Ethan to the unmistakable act she had witnessed.

Katherine panted hard, all moans and noises of pleasure now devoid from her voice as she, almost on reflex, finished the last few short thrusts, milking every last drop of cum she could into Ethan before, after a few long seconds of breathy silence, she drew herself free from Ethan and let her habit fall to the floor around her, obscuring her softening cock and restoring her modesty, not caring that her cum soaked cock was likely further messing up the inside of her clothing.

"Katherine..." Ethan's voice, soft, exhausted, concerned.

"I-I know, I know." She shushed softly and stepped towards the door, hesitant as if it was a beast.

Behind her she heard Ethan stand, heard the rustle of clothing as he restored himself, both still breathing hard, his stomach slightly more rounded than it had been, a small detail no one ever seemed to notice.

She touched the door handle and drew it back, as if it had bitten her, then she twisted it and slowly opened it, poking her flushed face out and glancing around, expecting and seeing nothing. She swallowed and closed the door, turning to lean her back to it.

Ethan was stood by the desk, tucking his shirt into his pants and looking to her with wide fearful eyes.