In the small town of Sancta Maria, Sister Maria was known for her devout faith and simple lifestyle. She was a young nun, with a petite frame and small, firm breasts that barely filled her habit. Her long, golden hair was usually hidden under her habit, but today she was wearing a fishnet bodysuit for her shift at the church’s charity shop. The bodysuit was meant to be worn under her clothes, but the shop was short-staffed, and she had to wear it as her only top.
As she arranged the clothes on the racks, she couldn’t help but feel self-conscious about her outfit. She knew it was inappropriate, but she couldn’t deny the way it made her feel. The fishnet fabric hugged her curves, highlighting her small breasts and firm ass. She felt the gaze of the men in the shop on her, and she couldn’t help but feel a thrill run through her body.
One man, in particular, caught her eye. He was tall and muscular, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. She had seen him around town before, but she had never spoken to him. She couldn’t help but feel drawn to him, and she found herself stealing glances at him as he browsed the racks.
As the day wore on, the shop grew quiet, and she found herself alone with the man. He approached her, a mischievous smile on his face.
“I couldn’t help but notice you,” he said, his voice low and seductive. “You look like an angel in that outfit.”
Sister Maria felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. She knew she should tell him to leave, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Instead, she found herself drawn to him, like a moth to a flame.
He leaned in closer, his breath hot on her neck. She felt his hand on her waist, and she gasped as he pulled her close. His other hand reached up, cupping her small breast through the fishnet fabric. She moaned softly as he teased her nipple, her body responding to his touch despite her better judgment.
He kissed her then, his lips rough and demanding. She responded, her body melting into his. His hands roamed over her body, and she could feel his hard cock pressing against her hip.
She pulled away, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “We can’t do this here,” she whispered.
He smiled, his eyes dark with desire. “Then come with me,” he said, taking her hand and leading her to the back room.
The room was small and cramped, but it was private. He pushed her against the wall, his body pinning her in place. His hands were everywhere, touching and teasing her. She moaned as he reached under her fishnet bodysuit, his fingers finding her wet pussy.
He teased her clit, rubbing it in slow circles. She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. He slipped a finger inside her, and she gasped at the intrusion. He added another finger, stretching her tight pussy.
She reached down, her fingers finding his hard cock through his pants. She stroked him, feeling him grow harder in her hand. He groaned, his hips thrusting against her hand.
He pulled her bodysuit down, exposing her small breasts. He bent his head, taking a nipple into his mouth. She moaned, her head falling back against the wall. He sucked and bit at her nipples, his fingers still working her pussy.
She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing with pleasure. He felt it too, his fingers quickening their pace. She cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around his fingers.
He pulled his fingers out of her, bringing them to his mouth. He licked them clean, his eyes never leaving hers. She watched, mesmerized, as he licked her juices from his fingers.
He reached down, undoing his pants. His hard cock sprang free, and she gasped at the sight of it. He grabbed her hips, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her pussy pressed against his cock.
He thrust into her, and she cried out at the sensation. He was big, filling her completely. He started to move, his hips thrusting against hers. She moaned, her head falling back against the wall.
He pounded into her, his cock hitting her G-spot with each thrust. She could feel another orgasm building, her body tensing with pleasure.
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit again. He rubbed it in slow circles, his cock still thrusting in and out of her. She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.
She came again, her pussy clenching around his cock. He groaned, his thrusts growing erratic. He came soon after, his hot cum filling her pussy.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies still connected. He pulled out of her, and she slid down the wall, her legs shaky.
They dressed in silence, their bodies still humming with pleasure. She couldn’t believe what they had done, but she couldn’t bring herself to regret it either.
He left then, and she was alone in the back room. She touched her lips, still feeling the ghost of his kiss. She knew she would never forget this moment, this temptation of Sister Maria.
