Mary: A Nuns dirty sin 2

It had been almost three weeks since Beatrice and I started sinning together. Every few nights she would sneak into my room after lights out, or I would go to hers. We didn’t even pretend it was just “comforting” each other anymore.

We were fucking. Plain and simple.

Two horny nuns rutting like animals with whatever we could find — cucumbers, carrots, the thick handle of a hairbrush, even a smooth wooden crucifix one desperate night.

I felt guilty for about five minutes afterward, then my pussy would start throbbing again and I’d be right back in it.

But something had changed in me. The dreams weren’t enough. Beatrice wasn’t enough. I kept catching myself staring at Daniel, the tall 22-year-old maintenance student who worked around the convent grounds three days a week. Strong arms, quiet voice, and the way his pants sometimes bulged when he was sweating in the garden… Lord forgive me, but I wanted to know what a real cock felt like.

I confessed my obsession to Beatrice one night while she was slowly grinding her wet cunt against mine, our clits kissing with every roll of our hips.

“You want him to fuck you?” she whispered, clearly turned on by the idea.

“I… I don’t know. I’m scared. But I keep imagining it.”

Beatrice smiled that wicked little smile of hers. “Then let’s give you a taste… without losing everything.”

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I was already naked and trembling on my bed when Beatrice brought him in. Daniel looked nervous but his eyes went wide when he saw me — legs spread, pussy visibly wet and puffy under the lamplight.

“He’s just going to watch tonight,” Beatrice said firmly, locking the door. “No touching you. Not yet.”

She turned to him. “You sit there. You stay quiet. If you make a sound or touch yourself without permission, you leave.”

Daniel nodded quickly and sat in the wooden chair in the corner, already breathing hard.

Beatrice crawled onto the bed with me, her full breasts brushing mine. She kissed me deeply, the way she knew I liked now — sloppy and hungry. Then she looked over at Daniel while she pushed two fingers straight into my dripping cunt.

“Watch how wet she gets,” Beatrice purred. “Sister Mary has the greediest little pussy in the whole convent.”

I moaned loudly, embarrassed but so turned on I couldn’t stop myself. Beatrice finger-fucked me hard and messy, the wet squelching sounds filling the room. I was soaking her hand, my juices running down my ass onto the sheets.

She pulled her fingers out and made me suck them clean while looking straight at Daniel. I could see the huge bulge in his pants. He looked like he was suffering.

Beatrice grabbed our thickest cucumber — the one we’d used many times before — and covered it in spit and my own cream. She pushed my legs back toward my chest and fed the fat vegetable into me slowly, letting Daniel see every inch disappear inside my stretched hole.

“Ohhh fuck… Beatrice…” I groaned, sounding nothing like a nun anymore.

She started fucking me with it, long deep strokes, twisting it on the way out so my pussy lips clung to the sides. I was getting louder, hips bucking, tits bouncing. Beatrice lowered her face and started licking my clit while she pumped the cucumber in and out.

I came hard within minutes, squealing and gushing all over her face and the bed. My legs were shaking uncontrollably.

But Beatrice wasn’t done.

She flipped around, straddled my face, and lowered her soaked cunt onto my mouth while keeping the cucumber buried deep inside me. I licked her desperately, tasting her tangy juices as she rode my tongue. She fucked me faster with the vegetable, grinding her clit against my nose.

Daniel was leaning forward in the chair now, eyes glued between our legs, breathing like he’d just run a mile.

Beatrice started moaning filthier than I’d ever heard her.

“That’s it, Mary… eat my nun cunt… fuck, I’m going to cum on your holy face…”

She exploded first, flooding my mouth and chin. I kept licking like a woman possessed. A few seconds later I came again too, screaming into her pussy while my own cunt clenched and squirted around the cucumber.

We collapsed in a sweaty, sticky mess. Beatrice finally pulled the dripping vegetable out of me with a loud, obscene sound and held it up. It was coated in thick white cream.

She looked over at Daniel, whose pants were visibly wet at the front from pre-cum.

“Next time,” she told him, voice husky, “maybe you’ll get to feel how hot and tight she is… but only if you’re a good boy and keep our secret.”

I lay there panting, legs still spread, pussy gaping and twitching, staring at Daniel while my mind spun with shame… and pure, filthy excitement.

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My hands were shaking as Beatrice locked the door again three nights later.

Daniel stood there in the dim candlelight, taller and broader than I remembered. This time there was no chair in the corner. This time he wasn’t just watching.

Beatrice looked at me, her eyes dark with lust. “You ready, Mary?”

I couldn’t speak. I just nodded, my pussy already dripping down my thighs.

She turned to Daniel. “You can touch her tonight. But you do what we say. And you’re going to fuck both of us.”

Daniel’s voice was rough. “Yes, Sister.”

We pulled his clothes off together. When his cock sprang free I actually gasped. It was thick, heavy, and rock hard — much bigger than any cucumber we’d used. The head was shiny with pre-cum. I felt a rush of fear and hunger at the same time.

Beatrice pushed me onto my back and climbed between my legs first. She ate my pussy like she was starving, loud and sloppy, while Daniel knelt beside us stroking his thick cock. I was moaning like a whore, grinding against Beatrice’s face.

Then she pulled back, lips shiny with my juices, and looked at Daniel.

“Put it in her. Slowly at first.”

He moved between my spread thighs. I felt the fat head of his cock press against my soaked entrance. My heart was hammering.

“Be gentle with her,” Beatrice whispered, but her voice was shaking with excitement. “She’s still so tight.”

Daniel pushed.

“Oh my God…” I whimpered as he stretched me open. It burned a little, but mostly it felt dirty and incredible. Inch after thick inch sank into my cunt until he bottomed out. I felt so full I could barely breathe.

Beatrice kissed me hard while Daniel started fucking me with long, slow strokes. The wet sounds were obscene — loud sqirn every time he drove into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist without thinking.

“Harder,” I heard myself beg. “Please… fuck me harder.”

Daniel groaned and started pounding me. My tits bounced wildly. Beatrice sucked on my nipples while he railed me, then she straddled my face so I could eat her dripping pussy while getting fucked.

I was in heaven and hell at the same time — licking Beatrice’s cunt, tasting her, while Daniel’s thick cock destroyed my hole. Every thrust made me moan into Beatrice’s pussy.

Beatrice came first, grinding on my tongue and flooding my mouth. I kept licking through her orgasm.

Then Daniel flipped me over onto all fours. Beatrice lay in front of me with her legs spread. While I buried my face back in her cunt, Daniel grabbed my hips and slammed back into me from behind.

He was fucking me so deep now. I could feel his balls slapping against me. Beatrice held my head in place, moaning as I sucked her clit.

“Fill her up,” Beatrice panted. “Cum inside Sister Mary.”

That pushed me over the edge. I came violently, screaming into Beatrice’s pussy as my cunt clenched and squirted all over Daniel’s cock. My legs gave out but he kept holding me up, pounding me through it.

Daniel lasted only a few more brutal thrusts before he buried himself to the balls and exploded. I felt his hot cum flooding deep inside me.

There was so much it leaked out around his cock and ran down my thighs.

We collapsed in a sweaty, sticky pile. Cum was oozing from my ruined pussy. Beatrice leaned down and licked it out of me while Daniel watched, his cock already twitching again.

I lay there panting, covered in sweat and juices, feeling more sinful and alive than I’d ever felt in my life.

Beatrice looked at me with a wicked, satisfied smile and whispered:

“Welcome to the other side, Sister.”