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I am a novitiate dropout from the Dominican Convent of Saint Jude in the 80's. I got married and my hubby is interested in whoring me out in exchange for him videoing me having sex with you! I met my first husband as I was beginning my novitiate at the Dominican Convent of Saint Jude in 1980. He was older than I and was attending his last year at New Orleans Baptist Seminary. As a Postulate I thought I had "let go"; of my needs of the outside. But that all changed when I met my future husband. We first met on a farm where we both were working to pay our way through school. It was hot that year in Alabama, as it always was; but in mid-July of 1980 it was on week 2 of +100 degree weather on the farm. Since we were in the ministry, we were frankly quite taken aback by how pathetically little male and female farm hands wore to fight the summer heat, Obviously, we had to be covered neck to toe. Being a Baptist, he had to always wear pants and I obviously had to wear long skirts. Up until then we just suffered. One of these +100F days, we found ourselves suffering through lunch under the only shade tree in the field we were working. Normally we were so formal around each other, but in the heat a more simple language finally broke through. We both finally realized that no one there knew we were religious, so the next day we decided to shed some of our clothing burden in search of relief. He showed up in the same pants except he had cut them with scissors to make shorts. He also was wearing his normal shirt that he unbuttoned halfway down. I didn't have as many choices. I rolled up my skirt the best I could and undid a couple buttons on my blouse, but this didn't help much. That night while I was walking back with one of the sharecroppers daughters, she asked if I wanted to borrow some of her field clothes. I said to myself, "H*ll Yes!"; However the next day as I got off the bus, the looks I got from all the other men made me question my fashion choices. Sure, all the other "girls" were wearing just about the same thing I was, but for some reason it must have looked a heck of a lot better on me than them. Basically they all wore what amounted to a tube of cloth that just covered and hung off their breasts like a shelf for support. The shorts probably were a little shorter on me than the original owner, they were cut short enough that the pockets of the pants they originally came from were sticking out. That was the day I knew I was going to marry my future husband. That whole day he rarely left my side and acted like he was protecting me from the gazes of all the other men. All along his "excitement" struck a very prominent pose in his shorts whenever we were close enough to touch. When I got off the bus at the convent, I looked back and was surprised to see he got off with me. I laughed and said, "Hey are you going to protect me to my door"; That is when he put his arm around me and kissed me, long and hard! When we pulled away I could taste the sweat on his lips as he was licking mine off his. Next thing I knew we ran into a garage with the door open and got into a new Chevrolet Fleet-line sitting there. It didn't take long to break in that bench seat as he kept pulling out of me the cum covered my tummy and naked breasts. I smiled as loads of his seed which spilled off on either side of me to become practically invisible on the tan seats; which sealed the secret of our gloriously sinful... first date! So... I wasn't going to be a nun anymore! We got married right before he started his last year. He loved sex! We made love like rabbits, but it didn't take long for him so see it didn’t do much for me. As time when on this bothered him more and more. Eventually, he seemed obsessed with me experiencing the same feelings that he did. He would hump on me furiously, it felt good but nothing. Eventually, fueled by his growing frustration, he humped me so hard the bed was slamming into the wall. That is when a small jar on the shelf above the bed fell off and hit the nipple on my right breast. The pain was excruciating but he kept going as I tried not to yell out. Suddenly as I massaged my throbbing nipple I felt a swelling joy rising within me running from my breasts down to where his entered me. This strange feeling grew and grew until my mind exploded with feelings that made my heart almost jump from my chest. I said afterward, "Oh, so that is what I have been missing." It didn't take my husband long to make the connection, which eventually lead to rougher and rougher sex, all of which I enjoyed thoroughly, all of which revealed a darker need for something that wasn't at all at home in the body of a Baptist preacher - masochism. So, there it is! This is where I am right now. I just recently moved from Mobile to Northern Indiana, which makes my world a lot smaller now. But like I said, if you are near Fort Wayne IN, my hubby is interested in whoring me out in exchange for him videoing me having sex with you!

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