Once a week, Sister Margaret would visit the local church to pray and find solace. Her long, wavy brunette hair cascaded down her shoulders, a stark contrast to her simple white habit.
One fateful day, a mysterious stranger approached her. He had piercing blue eyes and a messy, rugged appearance. He greeted her with a charming smile and introduced himself as Ethan.
“I’ve never seen you here before,” Sister Margaret said, trying to hide her curiosity.
“I’m new in town,” Ethan replied, his gaze fixated on Sister Margaret. “And I must say, I’ve never seen a woman as beautiful as you in a habit.”
Sister Margaret blushed, taken aback by his boldness. “I-I appreciate the compliment, but I must get back to my prayers.”
Ethan didn’t back down. “May I join you? I promise I won’t be a distraction.”
Sister Margaret hesitated, but eventually agreed. As they sat together, Ethan began to ask her questions about herself and her life as a nun. She found herself opening up to him, sharing stories she hadn’t thought about in years.
As they continued to talk, Ethan reached out and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind Sister Margaret’s ear. She tensed up, but didn’t pull away.
“You have such beautiful hair,” Ethan whispered, his fingers tracing the length of her locks.
Sister Margaret’s heart raced as Ethan’s touch sent shivers down her spine. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt towards him.
Ethan leaned in closer, his lips meeting Sister Margaret’s in a passionate kiss. She responded eagerly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his messy hair.
As they broke apart, Ethan pulled off his shirt, revealing his toned chest. Sister Margaret couldn’t help but stare, her eyes fixated on his muscles.
Ethan then reached out and slowly lifted the hem of Sister Margaret’s habit, revealing her lacy lingerie and fishnet stockings underneath.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his fingers tracing the outline of her lace underwear.
Sister Margaret let out a soft moan as Ethan’s touch sent waves of pleasure through her body. She reached down and unbuttoned his pants, freeing his hard cock.
Ethan then laid Sister Margaret down on the church pew, spreading her legs wide. He leaned down and began to trail kisses up her inner thigh, his stubble scratching against her sensitive skin.
Sister Margaret let out a gasp as Ethan’s lips reached her pussy, his tongue darting out to taste her. She moaned loudly, her hips bucking up to meet his mouth.
Ethan then slid a finger inside her, his thumb circling her clit as he began to fuck her with his hand. Sister Margaret’s moans grew louder as she neared her climax, her body trembling with pleasure.
With one final thrust of his finger, Sister Margaret came hard, her juices coating Ethan’s hand.
Ethan then stood up and positioned himself at Sister Margaret’s entrance, his cock poised to enter her.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his eyes searching hers.
Sister Margaret nodded, her eyes filled with desire. “Yes, I want this. I want you.”
Ethan thrust inside her, filling her completely. Sister Margaret let out a loud moan as he began to fuck her, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
As they reached their climax together, Sister Margaret knew that she had sinned. But as she looked into Ethan’s eyes, she couldn’t bring herself to regret it.
