Spend the Night with Sister Enna

"I guess I'll stay here then," Ally said. Disappointed, yet still curious, Ally was uncertain exactly what Sister Enna hoped to get from observing her, or where Enna might go to study. Plus... Enna was undeniably cute. The longer Ally stared at her, the more obvious the small Sister's beauty was: Her teeth were always slightly visible over her lip, while the skin of her face was as pale and delicate as porcelain. Her hair fell in a gentle curl, dark over her white robes, highlighting her small but present tits beneath her bodice. She smelled like heaven itself, Ally thought, a mixture of roses and lilacs and something unplaceable yet erotic; maybe something like fresh, new books, right off the shelf. How badly Ally wanted to turn her pages...

"I was hoping you'd say so," Sister Enna admitted. Enna stripped off her robes, down to her underwear, a simple white bra and panties to match, the outfit she would be sleeping in. Ally's cock throbbed to life at seeing Enna's toned, flat stomach -- Ally had never had such an urge to lick another person's skin. She wondered if there was whipped cream in the house: She wanted to eat off of Sister Enna's stomach like it was a plate.

She tried to swallow down her horniness, but her bulge was so obvious even Enna couldn't ignore it. Not that the Sister seemed to be trying hard to avoid staring, anyway. Ally knew that Enna wanted to fuck her, probably as badly as she wanted to fuck Enna. But Ally also knew how closely religious girls kept to their vows. Ally let out a sigh, hoping to calm herself down, and then laid back against the bed's headrest.

"I imagine this is frustrating for you," Sister Enna said. "I'm sorry -- the Church has strict rules against unknown magics."

"You struck me as a rule-breaker," Ally pushed back, a flirtatious tease, as Enna climbed beneath the sheets next to her, a few, tantalizing, impossible, inches apart. Ally turned so that they were looking into each other's eyes. Enna's eyes were dark, so dark that they couldn't help but pull Ally in. All of dusk sat between her cheeks.

"You got the wrong impression," Enna said with a yawn. Her warm breath touched over Ally's nose; there was something almost chocolatey to it, hidden beneath her otherwise floral scent. "The Church cares little for how I speak, so I can say whatever the fuck I want. But mixing with demonic magics..."

"You don't know that it's demon magic," Ally argued, leaning slightly closer, as close as she could possibly get without touching the Sister's lips with her own.

"You don't know that it's not," Sister Enna replied. Her nose, accidentally or not, bumped against Ally's own.

"Underneath all that foul language, you really are just a tight-ass, aren't you?" Ally asked.

"Wouldn't you like to find out?" Sister Enna replied with a smirk, finally pulling away from Ally before Ally could think of a response or just outright kiss her.

Damn it. Her cock throbbed painfully against her own panties, stuck beneath the sheets of the guest bed. A beautiful girl slept next to her, a girl whose ass probably was incredibly tight, not to mention her pussy, or even her lips... Ally tried -- as she imagined the religious girl was doing as well -- to swallow down all of her erotic thoughts.

She would be okay, she told herself. She'd survived the first eighteen years of her life entirely sexless. What was one more night?

And still, she found her hand creeping, gently at first, over Sister Enna's thigh. Though Enna had turned away from her, all that did was create an opportunity for Ally to inch closer, pressing herself, pressing her length, against the back of Enna's hips. Her hand continued to wander, up Enna's stomach, and then down, between her thighs; Ally could feel that the thin fabric of Enna's panties was already drenched in her own impure thoughts.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Enna asked in strained gasp. "I said..."

"You said you wouldn't fuck me," Ally whispered into the smaller girl's ear, feeling the girl shudder at the warmth of her breath. "Not that we couldn't explore each other in... other ways."

Ally's finger slipped beneath the hem of Sister Enna's thin, white panties, brushing against the soaking lips of her cunt. Enna bit her lip and pressed her hair back beneath Ally's nose, where Ally inhaled the scent of the nun as she moved her finger back and forth, teasing the religious girl's lips, not yet penetrating deeper. Enna let out a low, guttural moan as she ground her hips back, feeling Ally's cock throbbing against the crack of her ass, separated only by two, thin pieces of cloth. Ally's finger finally dove beneath the folds of Enna's pussy, then a second finger, until she was pumping in and out of the Sister, faster and faster, while Enna ground her hips into the outline of Ally's cock.

"You fucking whore," Enna spat back at Ally. "You can't control yourself for even a second can you? You are completely obsessed with my fucking cunt."

"How can I help it?" Ally teased back, grinding her own cock to the rhythm of Enna's movements. She barely needed to move her fingers anymore, with how completely Enna was fucking herself on Ally's hand and cock. Ally kissed behind Enna's ear, then down her neck to her shoulders, all while the Sister moaned, eyes shut to everything else. Ally felt Enna tighten around her fingers.

"Yes!" She cried out. "Holy fuck, Ally keep fucking me with your goddamn fingers, I'm going to fucking burst." Who was Ally to refuse? The sheets of the bed seemed to fly off as Ally covered Sister Enna with her body, fingers filling the little woman as Ally buried her in kisses down the front of her neck, between her thinly clad, small, heavenly tits, while the warmth of Enna's cunt drenched her fingers, the smaller girl gyrating against her, wildly, like an animal rubbing itself raw with pleasure. "Give me your cock!" She shouted.

"But you said..." Ally pushed back.

"Not in me, on me, on me!" Enna cried, pulling down Ally's panties until her beast was free, standing fully erect over the young nun's stomach. "Rub your smelly, sweaty dick all over my perfect stomach!" She placed a hand over Ally's cock, pulling her to the skin of her belly-button, the cool, clean, porcelain flesh of the nun turned sticky in an instant by Ally's leaking member. Enna placed a hand over Ally's cock pressing it against her stomach, and rubbed, back and forth, while Ally's mind went blank with the soft pleasure of her touch. "Fuck my stomach you well-hung whore," Enna said. "And if you're good I'll even let you cum."

"Pleeeaaaaaassee..." Alley found herself groaning. "Please Sister, let me cum... I'm going to go crazy if I don't..."

"Why should I?" She asked, hand suddenly stopped rubbing, holding Ally's cock painfully in place. "What's in it for me?"

"I'll do annythhing...." Ally said, words increasingly hard to find. "Anything you say!"

"Will you help me acquire this house?" Enna asked. Ally's wits returned to her for but a second. Was this all a ploy? Had this been Enna's plan from the start? Did it even matter? Ally could barely control herself, could not even imagine the next words that were going to come out of her mouth. Did it matter? Enna's hand was so warm and lovely around her cock -- she was seconds from cumming, she just needed a little, little help... but her mind was fading fast, her thoughts were only on the small, tight body of the girl beneath her, the girl demanding her loyalty, to betray her grandfather.

But did any of that matter compared to the pleasure? Compared to Sister Enna's beautiful, wet cunt?