Chapter 6
Chapter 6
Sister Mary Eunice was not a virgin, this much was true, but neither had she ever known safety, love or pleasure in the arms of another. Her handful of attempts at rectifying her "condition", at gaining approval and acceptance, had been timid, reluctant, and involved coarse teenage male fumbling, physical and emotional pain blended with disgust and a heavy dose of humiliation. Years had passed, and those memories rarely strayed out of her subconscious; she did an admirable job of pretending they'd never happened. Being faced with this carnal situation had brought her old anxiety bubbling up in her chest, but now, under Lana's sensitive, attentive care, every inch of her quivered with lustful euphoria.
She had given up trying to watch the erotic show between her thighs almost immediately, instead throwing her head back, squeezing her eyelids shut, and grabbing two great handfuls of chestnut locks. Never had she felt more free; wild, open and uninhibited, her perpetually worried mind was concerned with nothing but spirited, sexy Lana and the magic her skilled mouth was working.
Lana, for her part, was in pussy-eating heaven. She'd never had a girl like this, not even her once-beloved Wendy (that traitor bitch) could match Mary Eunice's level of raw, effortless sex appeal. The hot little sister was pink, perfect and impossibly wet, and she tasted as fantastic as she looked. The inmate ran her tongue up and down in long, languid strokes to start with, taking her time and enjoying every second.
Changing tactics, she began to spell out words with her tongue.
S E X Y B I T C H
H O T N U N P U S S Y
P R O P E R T Y O F L A N A B A N A N A
Mary Eunice began to squirm, moans growing louder and more desperate. The inmate smiled against rosy, sopping lips and without warning, slipped her tongue as far inside of her blondie as she could reach.
"Ohmygod," Mary gasped, eyes flying open to look down at Lana.
The brunette carried on unhurried, meeting the nun's gaze and winking, before returning to her swollen bud. Now, she sucked and licked in earnest and Mary's breathing came in frantic pants. When the blonde's perfectly sculpted thighs began to shake and a high-pitched keening escaped her lips, Lana knew she was right on the verge of an earth-shattering orgasm.... and so, she stopped.
Completely.
Mary was propped on her elbows again in an instant. Lana met her gaze with a smirk, shaking her head.
"It's not time yet."
"Please Lana.."
"I decide when you're ready. And you're not."
"Bitch."
Lana giggled. "Quite a mouth on you, sister."
Mary Eunice laid back, defeated. No sooner had her head hit the pillow than Lana was on top of her again, kissing her fiercely. Mary threw her arms around the brunette's neck and wrapped her legs around that sweet little ass, reciprocating the kiss as best she could while fighting to catch her breath. Lana snaked a hand down between them, carefully rubbing the girl's pulsating clit. Mary bucked into her touch and she rubbed her faster, more intensely.
"Oh God, Lana," she groaned, running her nails over the woman's porcelain back.
This was followed by a whimper when she felt her lover's hand slowing.
"Patience, Blondie," Lana growled softly, biting her ear.
Mary Eunice pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes. Lana had done nothing to extinguish the heat in her belly, instead fanning the flames ever greater until they threatened to consume her. The inmate smiled at her nun, pulling the blonde's hands away from her face and kissing her deeply. Her hand retraced it's steps down Mary's taut abs, settling between her legs. She rubbed the wetness there with the palm of her hand. A low hum of pleasure vibrated from the little nun's chest. Her eyes snapped wide open when Lana slowly slid a fingertip inside her entrance.
Suddenly, the blonde was panting, whether from arousal or mild panic, Lana couldn't immediately tell. Frankly, it could easily have been both.
Black eyes bored into azure ones.
"Do you want this, babydoll?" She lisped, barely above a whisper.
Mary Eunice nodded, a tiny smile gracing her pretty lips.
"Take me," she murmured.
Lana shivered at her words, and did as her lover bid, entering her slowly. She couldn't contain her moan as she did so.
fuck. virgin or not, the bitch is tight.
Her blonde's breathing was fast and shallow, so she paused momentarily, kissing all over Mary's angel-face, allowing her adjust. Once her breathing relaxed, Lana pulled back slightly to watch her. She slowly withdrew all but the tip of her finger. The nun stared back at Lana, biting her bottom lip. The inmate began to push back inside of her, but with two fingers this time.
Mary gasped, suddenly overcome with nerves, memories of her past and fear of the present getting the better of her, and her walls involuntarily tightened down. Lana paused where she was, barely in to the distal joint of her fingers. She kissed Mary some more, before sucking on her ear lobe and husking,
"Relax. Trust me. Let me in."
Mary Eunice melted, covered in goosebumps. Lana's voice was hypnotic. She nodded once, breathing deeply. Lana offered the side of her throat.
"Bite down," she commanded.
Mary sank her teeth into the pale flesh, and in one fast, fluid motion, Lana pushed both fingers inside of her as deep as they would go. Mary gave one tiny scream as she bit down harder on her lover's neck.
Lana's invasion felt intimate and intense, personal and exhilarating. The blonde released her pitbull grip on the brunette's flesh, equal parts guilty and turned on by the purple bite mark she left behind.
"Lana."
"Yeah, Blondie."
"Kiss me."
Without hesitation she pressed her plush lips to Mary Eunice's cupid's bow mouth as she began to find a rhythm with her fingers.
Lana kept a slow pace, but her strokes were deep, insistent, and intense.
"Mary Eunice, you are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," she murmured against the woman's mouth. "You're so hot.. and tight.. and wet."
The blonde shuddered and Lana smiled, moving to suck on her neck. The speed of her strokes increased slightly, and she curled her fingers up at the end of each strong thrust. Mary Eunice let out a long, low moan.
"Does that feel good, Blondie? Do you like it when I finger you?" Lana's voice was purest sex and suddenly Mary was even wetter than she'd ever thought possible. The brunette gave one small laugh as she felt the warmth spilling from her nun. Lana's words stilled in her throat, and she was lost in the feel of Mary's glorious body and how it responded to her touch.
Mary Eunice's voice was all honey and gravel when she broke the silence.
"Lana, I need more," she rasped.
The inmate smiled. "Yeah, Blondie? How bad, baby? How bad do you need it?"
"Lana please.."
"Please what, princess?" She asked with a smirk.
i know exactly what you need, but, bitch, you're gonna beg for it.
"Oh God, Lana, just.. just f-fuck me, please, fuck me harder, please," she said, practically sobbing the words out.
She was desperate, hungry, and ready to pop, and Lana giggled.
Mary grabbed a hank of dark hair and pulled Lana roughly to her mouth, kissing her soundly and sucking on her bottom lip.
"Please fuck me, Lana," she said in a voice so low it seemed to come from deep in her womb, where the fires of her lust where still raging.
Lana's skin prickled, and she happily obliged, pounding relentlessly into the girl's drooling, love starved pussy. The nun began to gasp and pant and wail, digging her nails in and running them down Lana's back.
"Better, honey?" she teased, kissing her lover's neck.
When no response was forthcoming, she ground the heel of her hand into Mary's throbbing clit and it was rather too hard, as evidenced by Mary Eunice's sharp cries and the way her legs started to close, but she didn't stop or soften, rubbing insistently until her blonde was accustomed to and enjoying the rough touch, and once again her sounds were low, lusty, like a chorus of fallen angels.
Lana hummed appreciatively.
"Hot little bitch," she growled, so softly she was sure her lover hadn't heard.
"Lana, I.. I.. oh God.."
"Let it go for me, gorgeous," Lana purred in her ear, nipping and licking it. With a drawn out moan, Mary Eunice did just that. Her already tight pussy clamped down on Lana's fingers with impressive strength, her powerful body bucked hard and hot girl juice gushed from deep inside her, soaking Lana's hand and the sheets. Mary Eunice gasped and sobbed and panted and writhed, and Lana grinned with satisfaction.
"That's a good girl," she murmured.
The brunette withdrew her hand, and took the blonde into her arms, bringing her slowly back to Earth as she whispered sweet nothings in her ear.
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When the candles had all but burned out, her dark eyes glanced at the clock on the wall.
"Shit," Lana whispered. "Mary, it's late, I should go."
She moved to extricate herself from her lover's embrace.
"No, Lana, please stay."
Blue eyes looked up at her, pleading.
Irresistible.
Lana sighed. Denying her would have been tantamount to slapping Aphrodite herself in the face.
"Ok," she murmured with a smile.
She would worry about Jude and her canes in the morning.
Thoroughly drained and positively glowing, Mary Eunice burrowed deeper into Lana's well endowed chest. She gave one low, contented hum and closed her eyes.
i think i love you.
The nun listened to the inmate's steady, deep breathing for some time, memorizing the rhythm of her heartbeat, before sleep finally claimed her.