A Nun’s Dirty Secret
Out of the habit
The freedom as I dance seductively, stripping down to my creamy flesh.
I put on a red lace teddy with a pair of red thongs, a red garter belt with black fishnet stockings under my habit. I slipped my black stilettos into my bag, and snuck out of the convent.
I drove five towns away to a strip club. I’ve been dancing on a pole in this dirty little place for five years.
For six days a week, I’m the model of purity and generosity as a nun in this parish. Nobody knows my dirty little secret.
Nobody would understand the rush I get dancing on a pole every Saturday night. The freedom as I dance seductively, stripping down to my creamy flesh.
The applause is intoxicating, making my head spin, electricity running through my veins.
Men touching my body as they slip $ bills in my panties makes my virgin pussy tingle.
I parked my car behind the club, slipped off my habit, and walked in the back door.
Lyndsy helped me with my hair and make-up. When I was ready, I walked to the bar and ordered a double shot of whiskey, ridding myself of any inhibitions.
As my music played, I danced up the stairs. Grabbing the pole, swinging my body around it. My mind and body became one with the pole, the music, the dance…
Wearing nothing but my red thong, I danced among the customers. The men touching my body made my pussy hot and wet, tingles shooting through my cunt.
I danced to a table in the back of the room and froze…
It was Priest Cannon. I looked straight into his deep brown eyes, filled with lust for me. He tucked a $20 in my thong, slipping his finger under my panties. He brushed my pussy lips. Bringing his wet finger to his lips, tasting my sweetness.
I sat on his lap, grinding my ass against his crotch, feeling his cock get hard under my cheeks.
Taking hold of my hips, he thrusts his cock against my ass.
I take his hand and lead him to a private room. He pins me to the wall, kissing me forcefully. My pussy aches for his touch, aching for his cock thrusting deep inside me.
His hand slips between my wet lips. Fingers sliding inside my wetness, his thumb swirling around my swollen bud.
Ripping my panties off, he turns me to face the wall. I can feel his hard cock slipping between my lips, threatening to enter me.
“I’m a virgin,” I muttered.
“I’ll keep you a virgin,” he said.
He pushes the head of his cock against my asshole, forcing it inside. The pain of it thrilled me as he sank his thick cock deep into my ass.
Holding me against the wall, he slammed his cock in and out of my ass. Reaching around with his fingers, smashing against my swollen clit, swirling in circles. Bringing me closer to orgasm, my ass tightening around his thick cock.
Our breaths were getting heavier as he rammed his cock up my ass. Taking hold of both my hips, fucking me feverously. An orgasm bursts through me, my legs tremble, and my body quivers, crying in pure ecstasy.
He shoots his load, filling me with hot cream.
Holding me close to him, breathing heavily in my ear,
“I expect you to be in the confessional first thing in the morning.”
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