Canterbury Cathedral Climaxes 1
Awesome Anne is as attractive, as effectively seductive in getting cute Cathy high, hot, horny and extremely curious for enjoying sex for her very first time. Be it with man or woman, she is to get both & at the same time!
Anne found out that Cathy has a key to a back-door of the Cathedral. As she often serves in mass very early in the morning. She is very dutyful to serve the Lord, so she usually is first one to enter in those cold mornings for mostly mourning widows, who ask for Holy Mass to be conducted for their late husband, offspring or some relative fallen ill or in hospital.
Anne doesn’t stop praising the tasty teen. This time, for her offering us lots of hours of free time for us three, thanks her key. So she asks her for her favourite food and offers Cathy a dinner at a place of her choice. We three hence have pizzas Frutti di Mare in a joint in a small side street, beyond the back-side of the Cathy’s Cathedral, where no tourists, nor our acquainted Go-players and fine friends at the European Congress of Canterbury, would pop up, or drop in for some real Italian great wines.
Anne pours the poor girl her first ever glass of wine. Great red wine, not that sweet junk the Bishops have at Mass. Of course, cute Cathy gets a bit tipsy. She doesn’t resist Anne’s hands, caressing her legs under the table. By an eye-wink Anne lets me in on what she is doing. I am quite high from alcohol myself, but my mind is crystal clear, thanks those two tasty yummy young women who want me.
Anne smiles, as I act tipsy clumsiness, drop my knife on the floor. Eagerly I get up and down on my knees to start my seek under the table. Right at that moment Anne’s left hand slips underneath the short skirt of cute Cathy, who sits with her long legs wide-spread, so I get a good view of the wet part of her knickers. Which is not just a spot, like this afternoon, but a broadly damp jet-set landing strip, from her mighty Mount Venus down all her slit to her pink sphincter.
Anne knows, that I will inhale from as close as I can get. This alone is enough to build a bulging tent of my private parts in my pants, but the added pleasure is the clear smell of cute Cathy’s foxy fanny’s feromones, meaning the vintage virgin tasty teen has her few fertile days, at least tonight and tomorrow!
Anne orders espresso for us three, in order to sober up, in her fluent Italian. Tito Tinto, the owner of the Napolitan pizzeria “Piazza”, offers us of course a double round of great Grappa alongside it. “Grazie, signor Tito Tinto”. Italians, as soon as they see a client with two great gorgeous blonde beautiful warm women in his company, they get very friendly and generous indeed! I know my occasion, when I get one: with a wink I ask him for two of his best bottles. Anne sighs, smiles as she sees from which year we got & signs our bill.
We get on our way, back to mighty Miss Cathy’s Cathedral!
Anne holds hands with Cathy in our walk back to the big ‘bottom’ of Miss Cathedral. Cathy opens quietly the black back-door. She goes in first and gets a candle to show us in. In goose march we walk inside, with the girls in front. Both hold a candle in each hand. I am last, my jacket’s inner pockets heavy by the two bottles of Tinto’s best red wine to celebrate our Holy Horny Mass properly. Cathy knows where the glasses are. She leads us up the small stairs to the altar first. Cathy lets herself lay down at her back across the altar on Anne’s command.
Anne has a hang for obedience to strong men too, but I admire now how she switches to be the Domme in order to help me inaugurate the tasty teen with my freshly invented new ritual to be conducted only for proven vintage virgins, who do believe in the Love their Lord and decide they long to be His Bride, taken during consecration of Holy Mass by a properly qualified Priest: Professor H.C. Poet-Peter, of a religion yet unknown to cute Cathy.
Anne has the teen first take off her shoes. She next helps her hips higher, so she can also finally remove Cathy’s last pair of white knickers. Anne is like a Mistress of conducting Cathedral Ceremonies. She reports to the Vicar on duty: “Miss Cathy is true believer in Our Lord. Miss Cathy is found clean and waiting for Your High Horniness first ritual of her “Intimate Inspection” of Cathy’s cunning Cunny, in search for her Holy Hymen. Anne brings from below a bowl of Holy Water, so I can purify their ‘punanis’, before I Celebrate Mass to them two at the Canterbury Cathedrals Altar in alternative use by His Lordship.
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Bob Marley: “Belly full, but we’re hungry!”
Poet-Peter: “Page full, she’s still a virgin!”
Erica Editor: “More soon, she’ll be a woman!”
Composed & COPYRIGHTed d.d. 12-10-2017
by Professor Priest Poet-PETER in Amsterdam