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                          The Convent
                         An Erotic Story

     A convent can be a dark and dreary place, a warm and cheery 
place, or a place filled with hope, charity, and most-of-all, 
love.  Especially to a novice seeking peace.
     Cordelia Swenson, (not "Sister Cordelia" and not truly even 
a novice yet, and certainly not up to even making preliminary 
vows), found the place as such.  That Mother Superior took her 
in, and let her find refuge from the sins of the world, just made 
the place seem that much more of a temptation to spend their 
lives there, for those really inclined to a religious vocation, 
while the peace and security that so-attracted her now, easily 
weeded out those to whom a quiet life of prayer, fasting, and 
abstinence would drive them crazy.
     Heizenburg's Uncertainty Principle states that you cannot 
observe something without affecting it to some degree.  This 
applies most especially to human relationships too.  The Mother 
Superior could not observe her young charge without having some 
effect on the young girl.  She did however, have a chance to have 
minimal and (hopefully) calming and soothing effect, instead of 
driving the poor child to something desperate.  That the girl was 
tortured by some internal and traumatic experience was obvious to 
both the older woman, and the priest who had sent the girl to 
her, after hearing the barely post-adolescent girl's confession.  
What exactly it was that was troubling the girl she might never 
know ... but she could observe ... even if by observing she 
changed ever so slightly the thing she was observing.
     Cordelia Liked the hushed quiet of the convent.  The 
spirituality of the place allowed her to think, and possibly 
decide what to do.  Like probably millions of young women before 
her, she had come to the convent with a familiar problem of women 
her age ... a baby inside her body.  Like so many good Catholics, 
Cordelia could no more think of the idea of ending the young life 
within her, than she could honestly think of ending her own.  
She, and the baby, had so many years to live and work, and yes 
things to do for God.
     However, the outside world is not forgiving to young women 
who have babies without being married ... especially when there's 
no chance at all of the two parties involved in creating that 
life of living together in marital bliss.  That the young life 
inside her was the product of a few moments of stolen pleasure 
with her own little brother, was one of the things tormenting 
Cordelia, until it threatened to swallow her in a black-hole of 
despair that swallows everything, even light, as she had read 
about in a science article by that fellow in the wheelchair ... 
what was his name?  "Hawkings, or Hawking," that was it, "Steven 
Hawking."  Amazing that a guy who couldn't even speak would be 
able to give the world such amazing theories.
     Sidetracked from her spiraling inward concentration, 
Cordelia barely noticed when supper was over, Matins finished, 
and she shortly found herself in the spartan cell that all young 
novices (and aspirants) were assigned.  A hard board bed with 
thin sheet, barely a blanket-thickness of padding for a mattress, 
and a real blanket not much thicker than the sheet, made stark 
contrast to the soft bed she and her brother had shared ... was 
it only a few weeks ago?  Still, in it's own way, the cell was 
actually a comfort.  The sturdy walls shut out the outside world, 
and allowed her to think ... think about her parents, her 
brother, herself, and most of all, the child growing inside her.  
The almost solid, "Thunk!" of the closing door, instead of 
reminding her of a jail-cell, were more like protection of the 
Lord closing in around her.  For the first time in days, Cordelia 
allowed herself to recall what had gotten her into this mess.

     It was such a SIMPLE thing really.  Neither she, her 
brother, nor her parents had any idea of what a minor disaster of 
spilling cleaning-fluid in her room would lead to.  Trying to get 
that stain out of her favorite dress had just led one thing into 
another, from spilling raspberry-juice on the pattern, to washing 
to trying to get the stain out with various things, to dumping 
the can of fluid all over the floor just as she succeeded.
     The trouble was, it wasn't just spilled on the floor.  The 
darned stuff soaked into the wood, and even softened the finish 
in a gooey mess if touched.  "Three days at least," her father 
proclaimed as he judged how long it would be before she could use 
her own room again.  He figured THAT was punishment enough.  
Cordelia hadn't even been allowed to get her personal stuff out, 
as that might mar the softened floor.  Even fresh clothing, she 
had to either rescue from the wash, or wait until the dryer 
finished with.  For three days, she'd had to wear the same 
clothes over again.
     All that was bad enough ... but having to sleep in her 
little brother's room too?  Talk about humiliating!  After trying 
for two hours in the chair in the living-room though, Cordelia 
found that sharing a room with her little brother was MUCH the 
better of the two choices ... even if she DID have to use a 
sleeping-bag on the floor.
     Not having access to her nightclothes in her room, led to 
another embarrassing choice ... either go naked in the sleeping-
bag, or wear her clothes all night long.  It was no choice at 
all ... Cordelia HATED both stinky clothes, and wearing clothing 
to bed.  So, she undressed inside the bag, and left the shorts 
and shirt outside.
     In the middle of the first night, it been WAY too much 
trouble to get dressed inside the bag, go down to the bathroom, 
and then get undressed again afterwards inside the bag.  Besides, 
she needed to pee THEN, not ten minutes later.  So, she sneaked 
out of the bag, past her sleeping little brother, and then back 
into the back ... supposedly without waking the little brat up.
     Only stubbing her toe on the door-frame had ALREADY woken 
her little brother up ... and seeing his big sister completely 
naked had aroused him in a way neither child expected.  Joey 
didn't want to embarrass his big sister any more than she already 
was ... but he just couldn't avoid looking as the nubile young 
girl brushed past him, her body almost in his nose as she worked 
past his bed.  The boy's night-adjusted vision gave him an almost 
perfect view of the girl's charms ... but far more than that the 
SMELL of nubile young woman was enough to make the horny boy 
almost wet his bed with thick sticky cum.
     As she returned to the sleeping bag, Cordelia once again 
brushed past her little brother ... even closer this time.  The 
feel of her naked skin against his arm, the smell of her 
femaleness, and the vision of beauty of a not-quite-15 year old 
woman had Joey almost aching to cum.  It took incredible effort 
to not groan with arousal, as he watched his sister snuggle back 
into the bag; giving him several views of her developing young 
body.  Then, it seemed like HOURS before she was asleep again, so 
the boy could relieve himself without disturbing the older girl.
     The first hint of the effect she had on her younger brother, 
was groans and moans of, "Oh Cordy ... Take it!" mumbled almost 
directly into a pillow, as the boy worked frantically cum in his 
hand, without waking the older girl ... only she already WAS 
awake; and watching her younger brother "take care of his 
problem" with as much interest as he had in watching her sneak 
out to take a pee.
     It was all Cordelia could do to NOT follow her younger 
brother's example, and jerk herself off with a finger in her 
tight little twat ... or worse yet, jump on her brother's 
spouting prick and practically rape the kid in his own bed.  
Still, figuring that the boy would be almost as embarrassed as 
she was about knowing he'd seen HER naked ... maybe even more so 
at his masturbation, Cordelia managed somehow to settle back to 
sleep ... a very frustrated and horny sleep.

     By the time she got this far into her reminiscing, Cordelia 
closed her eyes for just a second ... only to be woken by the 
Angelus chiming outside.  Nuns and their charges kept to a very 
strict schedule, and it was only after prayers, Mass, choir, 
tending garden, more prayers, more tending garden, Noon prayers, 
lunch, more prayers, cleanup in the kitchen for 100 people, and 
yet more prayers, that Cordelia found time for more introspection 
during a quiet time in the afternoon.
     "Mother Superior?" she asked, snagging the older woman's 
attention as the nun hurried by.
     "Yes, Dear?" her mentor asked.
     "Uh ... Could I have a minute with you?" she mumbled ... not 
so sure now, once the moment had arrived.
     "Anytime.  Here, come into my office," instructed the nun; 
guiding her charge into the compact but efficient office.  "Now 
how can I help you, my child?"
     "Uh ... Mother Superior ... I'm going to have a baby."  Once 
it was out, Cordelia felt a great weight lift from her.
     The older woman only nodded.  She had suspected that might 
be the problem ... only there was more to it, or the girl 
wouldn't be hiding out in a convent.  To prompt the young woman 
even more, without seeming to pry, she admonished, "You know The 
Church doesn't condone abortion."
     Cordelia shuddered at the very thought.  "No ... I never ... 
I mean, I couldn't do THAT," she replied, slightly flustered.  "I 
just don't know what to DO."
     "Do you know who the father is?" asked the nun.
     Cordelia nodded.
     "But there's some reason you don't want the father known ... 
is that it?" hazarded Mother Superior.  Not much of a guess, 
considering the circumstances.
     Cordelia blushed bright red, at being so easily seen-
through.
     Ignoring the problem of who the father was, once it became 
obvious that the girl wouldn't tell, the nun thought for a 
minute, then tapped her pencil on the desk.  "Well then," she 
said, "It seems to me, that you have three choices:  Either bring 
the father out in the open, and brazen it out together (I assume 
from your attitude you don't want him to get into trouble) or 
raise the child on your own ... as if he doesn't HAVE a father."
     "Oh."  Put THAT starkly, Cordelia could see the nun's point.  
It made her choices easily visible.
     "Or finally," concluded the nun, "you could give up the baby 
for adoption.  Perhaps to your parents, or perhaps to another 
couple.  There are always plenty of people looking for healthy 
babies to love.  If you did that, then remaining here would be 
one of your options, also."  She looked expectantly at the young 
woman sitting in the chair.  It was getting SO hard to find new 
recruits these days ... and she doubted that Cordelia was really 
one.  The wild look of desperation in the girl's eyes was 
confirmation of this.
     "Oh no," she almost whispered.  "I could NEVER give up my 
baby."
     "Well, we'll give you a couple more days to decide.  You 
cannot stay here forever, you know," the older woman reminded the 
girl.
     "Yes, Mother Superior."
     That night, still trying to decide what was best ... both 
for her and her brother ... but also for the life growing inside 
her, Cordelia once again slipped into remembering the halcyon 
days when she and the young boy had such things so far from their 
minds.

     The next morning, after that sneak-pee in the middle of the 
night, Cordelia had woken up with a finger up her tight little 
hole, and almost moaning with sexual frustration.  Remembering 
what had happened the night before, caused a hot flush to run 
down her body ... followed almost immediately by a cold flush as 
if ice-water had been dumped down her back.  What if the kid TOLD 
somebody about what he had seen?  Still, remembering the horny 
show of the kid jacking-off while she was asleep, was enough to 
pretty-much kill that worry.  No, Joey wouldn't tell.
     Emboldened by that thought, Cordelia wondered just how much 
further she could tease the young boy ... and how far she could 
trust herself to go.  Deciding to test things, she deliberately 
thumped around until she noticed her little brother's eyes open 
slightly, and fasten on her.
     Then, looking around carefully, as if being certain that the 
boy was NOT awake, the nubile young girl carefully unzipped the 
sleeping bag, and stood up on tiptoe; pirouetting so the boy got 
a GOOD look at her entire naked body, before once again brushing 
past him, still completely naked, and hurrying down to the 
bathroom to pee, before their parents were up.  God, that was 
scary, trying to pee, while listening intently for the slightest 
sound from the other bedroom.  Cordelia was covered with sweat 
and yes, some considerable arousal, when she sneaked back into 
the room she now shared with her little brother.  As she passed 
the boy, she stopped dead, with her slightly fuzzy snatch almost 
in her younger brother's face, and a delightful sent of aroused 
young woman sending pheromones into his nostrils and brain.
     "Hey! You're awake!  Why didn't you TELL me?" she accused; 
still standing with her leaking cunny almost wrapped around her 
brother's nose.
     "Uh ... I ... Uh," protested Joey ... his mind not working 
at all, as the beautiful (to him at least) young woman stood 
right in front of him, showing her naked charms to him in a way 
that even the sexiest of Playboy Models never would.
     "Oh, don't worry, Little Brother," lilted Cordelia; faking 
her nonchalance.  "You can look at me all you want to ... I don't 
mind."
     "You don't?"
     "Of course not!  After all, you're my BROTHER.  Why should I 
mind if you look at my body.  You wouldn't mind if I looked at 
yours, would you?"  Cordelia waited hopefully for the answer.  If 
she had figured the horny young kid right ....
     She had.
     "Well, of course not," he blustered.  If showing her HIS 
naked body would get him another close look at his big sister's, 
Joey would strip for her every day ... in public even!  Well ... 
thinking about it ... maybe not that.  Still, it wasn't two 
seconds later that the boy had tossed back the covers and was 
standing as naked in front of his big sister, as she was in front 
of him.
     For almost a minute, the two siblings just stood there, 
staring intently at each other's naked bodies.  Cordelia, while 
not yet at full womanhood, was definitely developing into it.  
Her breasts were about the size of oranges, though slightly 
flattened.  Her rump was filling out in promise of future 
attractions that would cause many a man to follow her down the 
street in delight, and her flat little tummy would give many a 
man wet-dreams, just as it was.  Below that, were the pouting 
lips of her cunt ... just starting to hide behind tiny wisps of 
brown hair that matched the flowing glory of her head.  Shapely 
legs, not yet quite womanly, but definitely sexy flowed down to 
the floor in graceful curves.  Yeah, curves.  Cordelia's whole 
body was curved with developing womanhood.
     Her little brother hadn't developed into quite such a man 
yet.  Only two wispy hairs cluttered the smooth front of his 
chest, slight fuzziness hinted at the fur-rugs that would later 
in life cover his arms and legs, while a bigger-than-boyish, but 
not-quite-adult sized prick dangled between his legs.  The shock 
of his big sister's catching him, and then embarrassment at 
showing HIS body to her, had shrunken the organ for a while ... 
but it was now slowly reviving as he looked his sexy big sister 
over.
     Who knows what might have happened <Shudder> if things had 
continued right then.  Perhaps they might have progressed to real 
sex ... and have been caught by non-understanding parents.  
However, a thump and then a curse from outside the bedroom warned 
both siblings that their parents were awake ... and would soon be 
checking on their children.  Hurriedly, both youngsters scrambled 
back under the covers ... he in bed, and she into the sleeping-
bag, where they both worked minimal clothing on before their 
father poked his head in yelling cheerily, "Rise and Shine, kids!  
Mom says breakfast in two shakes.  If you ain't there, you don't 
get fed!"

     Memories of that breakfast faded into hunger for another 
one, as Cordelia realized she'd slept yet another night away at 
her refuge.  Only one more night, and she'd have to decide 
whether to remain here, or go out and face the "real" world.

     When Mother Superior (Nobody EVER called her Sister Angela 
any more.) noticed the quiet and introspective look of her young 
and pregnant charge, she signaled quietly to two of the older 
nuns ... instructing them to keep the child busy with light work 
that would allow her to think while her hands were busy.  So 
passed another day of prayer, work, singing, and introspection.  
When Cordelia didn't volunteer anything more, Mother Superior 
didn't ask.
     That night, Cordelia reviewed the last part of her "mistake" 
that ended up with her present predicament.  Maybe if she did, 
she would have some idea of what to do tomorrow.

     Everything seemed to "cum" together that night ... first her 
parents going to bed early, leaving the two siblings to watch the 
end of a comedy show ... and then them both being asleep when the 
two kids passed by their bedroom.  Knowing their parents were 
asleep down the hall, with the door locked, and their own bedroom 
door shut, had been the last straw to bring the two giggling 
children together into the bedroom.
     There was a hushed silence, as both siblings looked at each 
other.  Then, saying, "I will, if you will," Cordelia slowly 
unzipped her pants, and started taking them off right in front of 
her own little brother.
     Barely able to stand, Joey hurriedly stripped himself, while 
straining to keep both eyes on his nubile young sister.  It was 
incredible frustration to take off his shirt, allowing the 
offending material to cover his eyes for even a second.  This 
time, there were no interruptions by parents as the two kids 
stared at each other for long minute after minute.
     Finally, Cordelia couldn't stand the suspense any more, and 
asked the question she had been dreaming about asking all day 
long, with her creaming snatch just aching with frustration, and 
leaking girl-juice all over every place she sat.  If she had only 
known the sexual pheromones left in this process had been the 
reason her parents headed off to bed so early ... and why they 
were now sleeping so soundly ... but she didn't.  Her smell and 
look and squirming HAD affected her little brother even more, 
though she didn't know it either.  "Uh, can I join you in bed, 
Joey?" she asked.  "It's really hard down there on the floor.  
Please?"
     Joey just stared at his big sister.  That the young woman 
would WANT to get into bed with him, just wasn't in his universe 
of beliefs.  Such things just did NOT happen to horny little boys 
like him.  Especially his big sister didn't act like that.  Not 
the Cordelia HE knew, who usually treated him like an unwelcome 
pest.
     Far from a pest however, Cordelia almost needed to feel her 
little brother in bed with her.  "Please?" she repeated; giving 
him a soulful look.
     It was far too much to resist.  (Not that Joey WANTED to 
resist anyway.)  Sliding into the single bed, the boy held open 
the covers invitingly.  To his astonishment and surprise, the 
older girl slid right in with him ... as naked as he was.
     Feeling his big sister's naked skin next to him was too 
much.  The feel of her body, the smell of her hair in his 
nostrils, and the sensation of young girl's breasts against the 
hairs of his arms as he almost unconsciously wrapped an arm 
around his big sister's body caused an almost instant 
erection ... and almost a big mess on the bed!
     Only ... instead of being annoyed or incensed at her little 
brother's erection, Cordelia was actually quite exhilarated by 
it.  In fact, it aroused her almost as much as her naked body 
next to him aroused her little brother.  "Mmmmmm," she purred; 
snuggling back to her brother; pushing her sexy butt back into 
his belly, instead of pulling away in disgust like he had 
expected.  "That feels good."
     "Uh, you don't mind if I ...."  Joey caught his breath in 
his throat, as he slid down a little and angled up, so his 
swollen prick was pointing right at his big sister's leaking 
cunny, and dribbling equally slippery pre-cum from the tip.
     Instead of pulling away from the dangerous weapon that both 
siblings KNEW could fill her tummy with thick white spurts of 
baby-juice, Cordelia actually found herself pushing back.  "Just 
for a second," she told herself.
     A second was WAY too long.  Before either sibling really 
realized what was happening, the slick wet heat of her dripping 
cunny had spread around the equally slick wet heat of the boy's 
cum-dripping penis ... and Joey exploded!  Frantically rutting, 
the younger boy felt a tight wet ring surround the tip of his 
penis, as surge after glorious surge of thick white incestuous 
seed exploded in wondrous jets into his big sister's welcoming 
body.
     Feeling her brother jerk into her, and suddenly being even 
wetter and slipperier inside, Cordelia realized what had 
happened.  She hadn't REALLY planned on things going this far ... 
but once it happened, it was too late.  Besides, it was 
INCREDIBLY sexy to feel her own little brother spill his seed 
into her womanhood ... even if he wasn't really properly inside 
her.  Deciding it was too late to worry about possible 
consequences nine months later, she passively let the young boy 
empty his prostate into her horny young vagina; actually reaching 
down and stripping the last thick curds into her body when Joey 
showed signs of flagging.
     It was only afterwards, that Joey realized what he had done.  
"Oh, God," he moaned, partly with satisfaction at finally getting 
his ashes hauled, and partly with fright at seeing thick white 
curds of incestuous cum leaking from the lips of his big sister's 
crack.  "Oh, God, I came in you."
     "God, you certainly did, didn't you," replied Cordelia ... 
looking disappointed at her little brother's wilting prick.  For 
all the danger of already being inseminated by the boy, Cordelia 
was more interested in the fact that her brother had "gotten off" 
inside her ... while SHE was still frustrated and horny!  
However, from past experience with boyfriends, even though they'd 
never gotten as far as her little brother had, she knew the boy 
was done for at least an hour or so.
     So, frustrated, Cordelia snuggled her sexy body back into 
her brother's belly, and tried desperately to ignore her 
horniness and go to sleep.

     At the thought, the slightly older Cordelia fingered her 
snatch in horny reminiscing ... feeling somewhat guilty at 
touching herself "down there" while staying in a convent ...even 
though she KNEW that masturbation wasn't really a sin like some 
people alleged.  Trying to ignore her present horniness, she 
harked back to the previous time.

     It was about an hour later, when Cordelia first noticed that 
her little brother's prick was poking her in the ass, and decided 
to do something about it.  "Cm'ere," she instructed the sleepy 
boy; rolling over on her back and spreading her legs.  "Let's do 
it right, this time."
     "But I ... You ... I ... I mean, what if you ...," the boy 
mumbled; looking pointedly at his big sister's dripping snatch.  
That didn't stop Joey from rolling over, climbing between his big 
sister's legs, and pointing his once-again-swollen penis at the 
inviting target.
     "Oh don't be silly," murmured Cordelia; grabbing her little 
brother and almost pulling him into her body.  "You already GOT 
enough cum in me to knock me up for the next hundred years ... a 
little more won't make a bit of difference!"
     But it did.  The amount of cum deposited at the entrance to 
the girl's vagina had barely entered her ... and very little had 
made it past her protecting virginity.  The thick heavy gouts of 
incestuous cum splattered against her cervix by the boy, either 
then, or three hours later, allowed several millions of her 
brother's potent sperm to wriggle their way past the entrance to 
her womb, and on into her fallopian tubes where an egg was just 
waiting to be fertilized.  It only took one.  The two kids 
giggled the next morning over the raspberry-red stain of her lost 
virginity ... and then hurried to clean up the sheets before 
their parents figured out what happened.
     For that night, and the next two nights, the two siblings 
mated like rabbits, seeming unable to resist each other.  It was 
only when Cordelia returned to her own room, that the two 
siblings returned to normal ... as normal as you can get when the 
boy's baby is growing in his big sister's tummy, as Cordelia 
missed her period a little over a week and a half later.

     With that, Cordelia once again woke up ... and this time 
knew what she was going to tell the nun when asked.
     "I've decided to keep him," she told Mother Superior.  
"Whatever he is, he's MY baby, and I'm NOT letting him go."  
Surprisingly, the nun was quite supportive of her decision.
     Cordelia found out why, when she exited the gate and found 
three worried people waiting outside the convent ... her mother, 
her father, and her little brother Joey. From the expressions on 
the three faces, it was obvious the little boy had confessed 
everything ... and her parents were NOT going to kill either one 
of them.
     In fact, when she go home, Cordelia found that HER bed had 
been moved into the same room with her little brother's.
