Cerita Suster Hot Novels & Stories

The sensation of both of them inside me, my clit being worked, my nipples pinched, it was too much. "Cum for us," Hero said as they both increased their pace. I could not hold back. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m gonna cum," I screamed. I came harder than ever, drenching the bed with my juices. "Goddamn, feel that pussy squeeze," Usher said, smiling. "She squirted all over me. That’s hot. I’m gonna cum too." "I know, me too. fuck, fuck," Hero grunted.

THEME - PRIEST AND NUN sex Sister Agatha's cheeks were red and flushed. She had been caught red-handed with her fingers buried deep within her wetness, caught in forbidden pleasure. Two older nuns, Sister Margaret, and Sister Eleanor, had stumbled upon her in the chapel, her habit hiked up around her waist, her moans echoing off the stone walls while her fingers pumped in her pussy. She had been so lost in it that she hadn't noticed them approaching until they dragged her by the arm.

“How are you? It’s been two years since we last saw you. The Bachelor Wife’s Club missed your presence.” “Sis, how are you?” Reine asked with a wide smile. “We missed you,” Nics said, wrapping her arms around her. She heard a chorus of similar sentiments from the women she had once considered friends. A warm feeling enveloped her heart. So they had missed her? Aww. That made her heart smile. “I’m okay,” she replied, shaking her head before correcting herself. “I’m okay now.” “That’s good to hear,” Hazel said, sipping her coffee.

But I had heard from their servants that every night, the sound of my sister's screams came from their room. Everyone assumed it was some sort of sexual play. Only I knew the truth—my sister was being beaten. Meanwhile, served daily with my medicinal tonic, Kane had completely fallen in love with me. He insisted on hugging me while sleeping and brought me to the company every day. I made his medicinal soup daily and helped him manage work alongside him. So, to outsiders, it seemed perfectly natural that he loved me. The wolf pack's Alpha, just like in my previous life, fell ill around this same time.

He was stirring now, groaning like he was fighting through the same fog I'd just clawed my way out of. "What..." He blinked up at me with confused eyes. "Who are you? Why are you in my—" The door exploded open. Pack members poured into the room, at least a dozen of them with faces twisted in shock and disgust as they took in the scene. Me in my underthings. Him shirtless in bed. The clothes scattered across the floor like we'd torn them off each other in a frenzy. "I knew it." A woman pushed to the front of the crowd, her voice dripping with righteous fury. "I knew I smelled something wrong when I passed this corridor. The Luna's sister in the Beta's bed on her mating night."

It started small and built into something real — genuine, unguarded, the off-key shower laugh that nobody in the world was supposed to know about, filling the hospital room at nine in the morning — and Irina started laughing too because what else were you going to do and they sat there, the two Sabalenka sisters, one of them six weeks out of a coma and one of them pregnant by the other one's fiancé, laughing in a hospital room in Atlanta like two people who had been through the absolute most and had landed, somehow, still together. When it settled Anna wiped her eyes and looked at her sister and said: "Tell me everything. From the beginning. Leave nothing out." So Irina did.

Sister Hannah Esther squealed as her asshole convulsed around my dick. I groaned as I plunged over and over into her spasming asshole. The nun's bowels suckled at me. My nuts, slapping into her taint, tightened beneath that wonderful massage. It felt so good. I loved every last second of it. This was just a wonderful heat. "Yes!" I snarled and buried into her asshole. I erupted. "Amen!" squealed Sister Mary Martyr as she came on Sister Ruth Tobit's mouth. The head nun's big tits bounced, her prayer beads clattering.

"I shredded the homework she worked so hard on, unleashed cockroaches and rats into the basement where she lived, and framed her for stealing... but they wouldn't listen to a single word she said. When your beloved sister was beaten until her mouth was full of blood, she kept crying out for them, yet they wouldn't stop. Even I felt a little sorry for her just listening to her!" Right after saying all that, he burst into laughter. "Do you know where your baby sister lived? In the basement! Their own flesh and blood lived in a damp, cold basement with no sunlight, while I lived in your old, spacious, well-lit bedroom. Her old room was converted into my walk-in closet ages ago. That's not all—"