One-Shots

Night Prayers.

'Dear God, It's me Sister Bermuda. I'm here again, it's about Sister Emily. I'm feeling so conflicted, she makes me feel things that I'm not used to feeling. I know it's a sin and I'm devoted to you but I can't help how my thoughts change around her. I need your guidance so much. I've never felt this way before because my knees weaken, between my legs...' She paused to clear her head. 'I don't want to feel this so if you want to send any advice, I'd appreciate it.' She continued with her regular nightly prayers, not noticing a door open. She was knelt at the front pews, nobody had been there when she had started her prayers. Sister Emily had a tilted head as she waited for the other nun to finish her prayers. Sister Bermuda lifted her head slowly. "You look great on your knees, Sister." Sister Emily commented lightly, a mischievous grin pulling at her plump lips. Sister Bermuda quickly rose to her feet, adjusting her clothing. "Sister Emily." She replied, clearing her throat slightly, trying to not think of her sinful thoughts. Sister Bermuda blinked her round blue eyes innocently, the long lashes brushing her face. Sister Emily slowly starting walking toward the other nun before brushing past her and sliding into the first pew and patted it beside her to get her to sit next to her. Sister Bermuda bit her lip but sat down anyways. The pews weren't very large and sister Emily didn't bother to move over much, letting their knees brush together. "Regular nightly Prayers after hours Sister?" Sister Emily said biting her lip as she looked the other nun up and down quickly. Sister Bermuda nodded quickly. "Yes. That's it. Regular. Nothing else at all." She said repeating as though it would convince her more. "And you sister Emily? Why are you here?" She asked switching the subject. "You." The nun replied easy, glancing away so she couldn't see the shocked look on Sister Bermuda's face. Sister Bermuda awkwardly cleared her throat. "Oh." She said softly. Sister Emily slowly placed her hand on the other nuns knee and gently rubbed her thumb against against the flesh through the cloth. Sister Bermuda felt herself give a shiver and lean into the touch, biting her lip. Sister Emily moved her hand down the other woman's leg and moved to the other side of the fabric and pressed her palm against the hot smooth skin. She applied a gentle pressure into the skin and easily let her hand slide up the leg until it reached her knee again and resumed rubbing, the skirt hitched up. Sister Bermuda gasped in surprise but didn't pull away. She forcefully pressed both palms down onto the seat of the pew before letting her fingers curl around the edge of the pew and didn't even care that her nails were digging into the wood. Sister Emily let her thumb stop rubbing and pushed into the skin and slid her hand up along the natural curve of the other female's leg and to her inner thigh and began rubbing her whole hand in small circles making Sister Bermuda lean into the touch and felt her body shake and slowly ride so her body was coming off the pew all except for her hands on the edge tightly gripping. She bit her lip to hold back a moan but a low animalistic sound was audible. Sister Emily slowly rose to her feet, her hand still on the other Nun's inner thigh as she rubbed adding pressure. She suddenly threw her furthest leg over Sister Bermuda's lap so she was straddling her. She slipped her other hand behind the girls lifted hip and undid the buttons that kept the skirt in place. She briefly pulled her hand away from Sister Bermuda, causing a small whimper but only to pull off the skirt in one motion. Sister Emily instantly placed both hand on the inner thighs that had been stripped and spread them. Sister Bermuda soon grabbed onto the top of her clothes and began to remove them without thinking. Sister Emily raised a brow in approval as she wrapped her fingers around the top of Sister Emily's simple underwear and began to tug it down. Sister Bermuda placed her small hands on the others shoulders with lust in her eyes and began to tug at the top and sister Emily immediately obeyed And quickly pulled away her clothes away, her fingers stumbled slightly due to the rush. In minutes they were both naked with Sister Emily straddling Sister Bermuda. Sister Bermuda bit her lip and slowly placed her hands on the small waist that was right there. She unsurely began to move her hands up the waist to slightly cup the breasts and rubbed her thumbs over the nipples roughly. Sister Emily moaned lowly and put hands on Sister Bermuda's hips and dipped them into the thighs that were pressed together and she separated them eagerly. Sister Emily slowly slid off the lap she had been on and onto her knees. Sister Bermuda instantly interlocked her fingers into Sister Emily's hair and gripped tightly and as she gathered confidence she pulled the nun's face forward into her spread legs. Sister Emily didn't hesitate and grabbed the thighs roughly and kept a tight hold as she attached her mouth to the other Woman's clit. She sucked and pulled it into her mouth and let the tip of her tongue gently caress it before lowering it and dipping her tongue into Sister Bermuda's tight and soaking slit. She kept her lips pressed roughly against the flesh and her tongue worked wonders, flicking and wiggling, some in long tantalizing strokes that teased the nun and others rapid that had her gasping and pulled at the hair she held with a strong grip. Sister Bermuda couldn't help the loud moans that escaped and she soon felt her hips thrusting to get deeper and begging for more. Sister Emily was relentless and soon Sister Bermuda released and felt her body shake in strong waves. She felt a rush of pure bliss wash over her and she loosened her hold of Sister Emily's hair. Sister Emily drank it all in with pleasure. Sister Bermuda had a lot more confidence and she stood and pulled the other nun to her feet. She pushed Sister Emily who was licking her lips down onto the pew so she sat. Sister Emily furrowed her brows as she tried to think, not expecting what was to happen. Siete Bermuda straddled the other woman and bent her head down to leave butterfly kisses along her neck and collarbones. She felt the other girl give a shudder she kissed a sweet spot right above her collarbone and attached her hot mouth there. Sister Emily placed her hands on the others back and let them roam down to her ass and cupped it roughly and slapped it firmly with one hand before cupping it again and began to massage it. Sister Bermuda gasped as she pressed her tongue onto the skin and sucked roughly, wanting to leave a mark. "Oh god." Sister Emily moaned loudly. Sister Bermuda moved her hand to grasp a breast and began to massage it, mainly focusing on the nipple. She abandoned the hickey and moved her head even lower to the breast and gently let her hand trail away, and replaced it with her mouth. She gently used her teeth to tease the nipple and pull it into her mouth. She allowed the tip of her tongue to move it small circles around it. She moved her hand down the smooth stomach in front of her and in between her thighs that had a pool of wetness gathering. She used a thumb to rub circles onto the clit. She dropped her other hand to insert some fingers and began to pump slowly at first but then faster. Her mouth still sucked and played with the nipple. Sister Emily couldn't resist anymore and hit her orgasm. Her body started quaking as she moaned in content. Sister Bermuda let the breast she had sucked go with a wet pop. The nuns met eyes and without breaking eye contact she removed her fingers and placed them in her mouth sucking them before her eyes closed with a low content sound. She placed her hands back onto Sister Emily's shoulders and leaned her forehead against the other woman's. They both were breathing heavy and Sister Emily broke the silence. "So you coming for nightly prayers more often?" She asked breathily. Sister Bermuda couldn't do anything but nod to confirm. Sister Emily tilted her chin so her lips met Sister Bermuda's and they kissed roughly before pulling away reluctantly after a couple passionate minutes. Sister Bermuda shyly climbed off and began to gather clothes. After they were both dressed, Sister Bermuda retreated, followed by sister Emily who couldn't resisted slapping Sister Bermuda's perky, firm ass.

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Written by Victoria 💋