It was a hot summer evening, and Sister Martha was in the church, cleaning the altar. She was a young nun, with long, wavy brunette hair that she usually kept tied up in a bun, but tonight she had let it down, and it cascaded down her back in a messy waterfall. She was wearing her traditional habit, but she had removed her stockings and was now cleaning in her bare feet, feeling the cool stone beneath her soles.
As she worked, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of restlessness. She had been a nun for five years, but lately, she had been questioning her vows. She had never experienced the touch of a man, and she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like.
Lost in thought, she didn’t hear the door of the church creak open. It wasn’t until she felt a warm hand on her shoulder that she jumped, letting out a little yelp of surprise.
She turned around to see a man standing there, dressed all in black. He had short, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He looked to be in his early thirties, and there was something about him that made Martha’s heart race.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” he said, his voice deep and smooth. “I saw the light on and I was hoping to find some solace here.”
Martha nodded, still trying to catch her breath. “Of course, Father. I was just finishing up. Can I help you with anything?”
The man shook his head. “No, I think I just need some time to myself. But I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful you look tonight, Sister.”
Martha felt her cheeks flush at the compliment. “Thank you, Father. I was just feeling a little… restless.”
The man took a step closer to her, his eyes locked on hers. “I know what you mean, Sister. Sometimes, we all need a little release.”
Martha’s heart was pounding in her chest now. She couldn’t believe what was happening. She had never felt this way before, and she didn’t know what to do.
But before she could say or do anything, the man’s lips were on hers. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. Martha felt herself melting into the kiss, her body responding in a way she had never experienced before.
The man’s hands were everywhere, caressing her body, untying the buttons of her habit. Martha felt a wave of pleasure wash over her as he touched her bare skin.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. Martha gasped as he nibbled on her earlobe, his hands cupping her breasts through the fabric of her habit.
“Do you want me to stop, Sister?” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.
Martha shook her head. “No, Father. I want this. I want you.”
The man smiled, his eyes dark with desire. “Then take off your habit, Sister. Let me see you.”
Martha hesitated for a moment, but then she did as he said. She let the habit fall to the floor, standing before him in her white undergarments.
The man’s eyes raked over her body, taking in every inch of her. “You’re beautiful, Sister. More beautiful than I ever could have imagined.”
Martha felt a thrill run through her at his words. She had never felt so desired before.
The man reached out and touched her, his fingers tracing the outline of her body. Martha closed her eyes, her breath coming in short gasps as he touched her in all the right places.
He kissed her again, his hands roaming over her body. Martha felt herself getting lost in the moment, in the pleasure of his touch.
She reached out and touched him, feeling the hardness of his cock through his pants. The man groaned, his hips thrusting forward as she touched him.
“Do you want me, Sister?” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
Martha nodded, her body trembling with desire. “Yes, Father. I want you.”
The man smiled, his eyes dark with desire. “Then let’s make love, Sister. Let’s sin together.”
Martha nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. She had never wanted anything more in her life.
The man undressed, his body lean and muscular. Martha couldn’t help but stare at him, at the hardness of his cock.
He took her in his arms, his lips finding hers again. Martha melted into the kiss, her body responding to him in a way she had never experienced before.
He lifted her up, his hands cupping her ass. Martha wrapped her legs around his waist, her pussy grinding against his cock.
The man carried her to the altar, laying her down on the cool stone. Martha looked up at him, her eyes wide with desire.
He entered her slowly, his cock filling her up. Martha gasped, her body trembling with pleasure.
He started to move, his hips thrusting forward as he fucked her. Martha moaned, her body responding to him in a way she had never experienced before.
She reached up and touched him, her fingers tracing the outline of his body. The man groaned, his hips thrusting forward as she touched him.
Martha could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with pleasure. She had never felt this way before, and she didn’t want it to end.
But then, with a final thrust, the man came inside her. Martha felt herself coming undone, her body trembling with pleasure.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths coming in short gasps. Martha couldn’t believe what had just happened, but she knew one thing for sure: she wanted more.
The man pulled out of her, his cock still hard. Martha looked up at him, her eyes wide with desire.
“Again?” she whispered.
The man smiled, his eyes dark with desire. “Again and again, Sister. We have all night.”
And with that, they began to make love again, their bodies entwined in a dance of pleasure that would last all night long.
