All Chapters of Sinners Confessions: Dirty, Sinful & Depraved Affairs: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

~ Tannie ~ I pulled up to the church the next afternoon. I actually tried to dress decently today. I wore a plain white polo shirt and a dark skirt that went past my knees. No cleavage, less skin. I pushed open the heavy church doors. The building was empty, except for an older nun near the altar. I walked over to her. "Excuse me, Sister. Where is the confession room?" "Right this way, my child," she said, pointing toward a dark wooden booth in the corner. I walked over, stepped inside, and sat down on the bench. The booth was completely dark. A thick wooden wall with a small lattice screen separated my side from the priest's side. "Father Edmund?" I whispered into the dark. No one answered. For a few seconds, it was completely silent. Then I heard a heavy breath on the other side of the screen. I knew it was him immediately. "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned," I started, my voice teasing. "What is your name?" his voice came through the screen. It was lower th

~ Tannie ~ Father Edmund didn't hesitate. He buried his face straight into my soaking p*ssy, letting out a growling breath against my skin. The first strike of his tongue was wide and heavy, licking all the way from the bottom of my slit right up to my swollen cl*t. "Ah! Oh my god!" I shrieked, my hands instantly flying back to grip the wooden edges of the bench. My hips buckled off the wood. He wasn't being gentle or careful. He ate me like a starving animal, his mouth stretching me open as his tongue flattened out, lapping up my wetness in greedy, messy gulps. "God, forgive this flesh... damn my soul," he muttered roughly in between laps and sucks. "You're so fucking wet, Tannie. You taste like pure damnation." His large hands came up, gripping my thighs so tightly his fingers dug into my skin. He pinned my legs apart, locking me wide open so I couldn't move or escape the intense friction of his mouth. He started flicking his tongue faster, targeting my cl*t with a re

~ Serrah ~ I never wanted to agree to this. But when our parents left for their anniversary trip, my stepbrother begged me.“Just let me have the guys over for one night,” he’d pleaded. “You won't even know we're here.”My stepbrother Vince was a loud idiot, and his friends were even worse.I only agreed to let him host a boys' night under one strict condition... I stay upstairs and they stay downstairs. For five years, Vince and I have mostly ignored each other, and I wanted to keep it that way. But his friends—Gerald, Ralph, and Hunter—were lunatics. For the last four hours, my bedroom floor had been vibrating from the bass of their music and their shouting. By 2:00 AM, the house finally went dead silent. I waited another twenty minutes, listening closely. Nothing.​My throat was dry. Driven by pure thirst, I unlocked my door and slipped out into the dark hallway. I crept downstairs in my oversized T-shirt and underwear, heading for the kitchen.​But halfway down the stairs, a