Free Nasty Vampire Nun by Claudia D. Zawa

Copyright 2014 by Claudia D. Zawa
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    NASTY VAMPIRE NUN
    by Claudia D. Zawa
     
    “Mike, please...” I moaned, putting my can of beer on the floor of the confessional booth. “The sisters will hear.”
    He stopped nibbling my ear and laughed.
    “Don't worry. They're out washing my dirty bed sheets. We can moan in pleasure as loud as we want.”
    He kissed my neck and ran his hands up my sweaty back, trying desperately to undo my bra. I giggled.
    “You shouldn't do this. Not here. You're a priest.”
    “And you're a nun. We're even. Now help me with this damn bra.”
    I did, and my breasts fell out, jiggling, the air conditioned breeze hardening my nipples. The look on his face was priceless – total awe. It turned me on, and I already felt my pussy simmering. Mike dropped his pants, and I swear I saw steam hiss free from his hot, eager genitals. I reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking its length with corkscrew motions, feeling a cold pearl of pre-cum crawl between my fingers. He let out a sigh and inched forward to kiss me again. Not so fast. I grinned and pulled on his hard meat, its veins bulging. Mike convulsed as he grabbed my exposed breasts with both hands, as if trying not to fall over. 
    “Oh...Megan....”
    After a month of secretly seeing each other, it was our first time doing “it”. I only had on my black heels and (what he lovingly always called) my 'nun headgear'. I released my grip on his cock – his sperm sticking to my hand and stretching like spiderwebs as I licked and slurped my fingers. He grabbed his throbbing dick and started to masturbate feverishly, but I slapped his hand away and kissed him, spitting his cum into his mouth. He gave a look of surprise and sat down, his cock pulsing between his legs and jumping like a diving board as he clenched his butt-cheeks, little droplets of semen running down his shaft. I turned around and sat between his legs and felt the tip of his oozing cock lick my anus. I pushed his hand away.
    “Let me do it, lover,” I said, guiding his penis into my asshole, easing it in slowly, enjoying every inch, my legs shaking. He was so big and hard. I winced and clenched my teeth. It was like sitting on a table leg. When it was all the way in, I exhaled in relief, his hairy balls tickling my buttocks. I reached back and put my palms on his knees, moving my ass up and down as Mike played with my breasts, enjoying their weight, his excited fingers tuning my nipples like radio dials.
    “I'm gonna fuck you,” he said, and pushed me forward, hugging me, bouncing me on his cock, by buttocks slapping loudly against his thighs. I could feel his cock inside me grow larger, stretching my pussy, his mushroom head hitting my G-spot. I started to worry about people hearing, but I couldn't hold back my moans. Mike slapped his hand over my mouth.
    “Let's cum together,” he whispered into my ear, his voice jumping.
    A great tremor of warmth shot through my stomach.
    “I'm cumming....”
    My mind went blank. I stood up and squirted all over his feet as my legs shook, knees knocking against each other. His cock threw up sperm against my back. I fingered myself, struggling to keep from falling over. My mess splashed onto the ground like a water balloon. When I was empty, I lost all the strength in my legs and fell backwards, sitting on Mike's lap. We struggled to breathe. He wrapped his arms around me as we both marinated in the after-sex high. I said I loved him. To my surprise, he said it back. Hearing it made my