The Hunt: SIster Megan

Sister Megan tried to block everything out as she repeated, “Let this be a dream, let this be a dream.” Despite her fear though, Sister Megan could still feel herself remaining aroused. Her dreams had been strangely sexual. Her pussy was still damp and her nipples still hard as rocks as she pushed against the wall trying to get as far from the monsters as she could. And even now, she was unsure if her breathing was quickened due to fear or arousal. She could hear Sister Beth whimpering, “Please Nicholas, I know you are in there some where….” Sister Beth’s mind could not process this though, she was to scared. Why was she calling the maintenance man’s name.

Sister Megan clenched her eyes tightly but it made her other senses stronger. The sounds and smells around her seemed to come alive. Sister Megan heard a light moan escape Sister Beth and all she could think was how could Sister Beth derive any pleasure with these monsters. Sister Megan also noticed how strong the smell of sex and urine was around her. She felt a little ashamed as she wondered if it was her own filthy sin she was smelling. Sister Megan suddenly heard Sister Beth spitting repeatedly before stopping. Next all she heard where gasps, groans, and a muffled yip.

Sister Megan desired to turn around and see what was going on, but her fear kept her in place. She began to repeat, “Please let me wake up, please let me wake up.” She hoped if anything her voice would block out the other noises around her. While she was able to block the noise some, her sense of smell noticed how much stronger the smell of sex was becoming. She felt herself growing hotter and beginning to sweat. A light slightly cooler breeze blew across her face. It brought with it the delicious scent of vanilla and musk.

Sister Megan could not help herself, she opened her eyes and looked back. She almost jumped out of her skin as she saw squatting next to her was a very attractive female demon that watching her. As she plastered her back against the side wall in fear. She saw behind the succubus how Sister Beth was now naked and rubbing herself against the demon as it pulled her against it. Sister Megan realized that the Incubus did look a bit like the maintenance man Nicholas. Was it a trick, her mind wondered.

Her focus was brought back to the creature in front of her as the female demon licked its lips with its long serpentine tongue. Sister Megan also noticed one of its hands was rubbing its engorged vulva. She noticed how large the demoness’s clit was as it stood erect by nearly an inch. The creature's breasts were also quite large, at least a thirty-eight DD. Despite the situation, Sister Megan felt a little envious that despite their size, the succubus’s breasts had no sag at all. Sister Megan was forty-three and her small breasts looked more like tears on her chest than the proud pert tits of her youth.

Sister Megan shook her head as she realized what she was thinking about. Why was she thinking such weird thoughts. The Succubus pulled her dirty hand from her cunt and reached towards Sister Megan. She twisted away as best she could, unable to retreat an farther. The succubus rubbed her wet fingers across Sister Megan’s lips and skin below her nose. Sister Megan’s mind immediately fell in a haze at the touch. It was soft and warm. And the smell...so delicious, she thought to herself. Before she realized what she was doing, she licked her lips. The taste was amazing and she continued to lick her lips as a shiver of pleasure ran down her spine. Her pussy spasmed lightly as her arousal began to flow again.

As Sister Megan opened her eyes, she saw the Succubus had moved closer now. Her face was mere inches from the beautiful Succubus’s own. She experienced several things at once as her mind fogged over. The Succubus opened its mouth and leaned forward. Her dark forked tongue played across Sister Megan’s lips. The sensation felt nice as Sister Megan’s mind began to remember some of the secret kisses she had experienced with fellow nuns in the past. Her lips yielded as the tongue pushed through them and danced across her own tongue.

At the same time, she felt her cotton top fall open and hands gently massage her aching breasts. Something was also massaging her clit and slit through her cheap pyjama bottoms and underwear. Sister Megan felt her body shake in pleasure a bit as a moan escaped her lips and into the mouth of her seducer. The pleasure was exquisite. She had not felt anything like this before. She had had sex as a teen before taking her vows, but it never felt this good. She was now opening her legs to what ever the sweet invader was and beginning to urgently return the kiss.

She felt a bit of disappointment as the Succubus let go of her breasts and reach under her arms to pull her upward. Sister Megan did not resist. As they came to a standing position, she felt one of the Succubus’s hands return to a breast. She wondered what the other hand was doing and opened her eyes trying to see. She suddenly felt a sharp pain for a second as her pyjama bottoms became loose and fell down a few inches.

Sister Megan was unable to turn her head to see what the creature was doing but she did see one thing. Her friend Sister Beth was now riding the Incubus’s cocks as it lie back on her bed. She also noticed how Sister Beth’s skin looked very rosy and more youthful. She was the same age as Sister Megan but looked like she was in her late twenties now. Her breasts also seemed bigger and more perky. Even her hair seemed darker and more lustrous and maybe even a bit longer.

Sister Megan’s mind was seized with pleasure as her thoughts derailed. She felt what she now knew to be the Succubus’s tail, push deep into her naked pussy. Her bottoms and underwear now lie pooled around her ankles. The succubus continued to rub Sister Megan’s clit with one hand and her breasts with the other, as it’s tail pushed in and out of her. Sister Megan once again closed her eyes and let all the pleasure wash over her. Sister Megan even tried to follow the Succubus’s lips when she broke away and began kissing down Megan’s neck.

Sister Megan opened her legs and began to moan fairly loudly as she reached up and wrapped her arms over the creature’s shoulders. The succubus knew it had her but it continued to push its **** and increase her desire. Sister Megan froze for a second as a strong orgasm pierced her body and caused her to convulse against the Succubus.

As Sister Megan’s senses came back to her. She found herself leaning against the wall, weak and alone. She saw the Succubus moving up her bed and lying on its back with its legs spread wide. Sister Megan knew instinctively what it wanted. She had never gone this far before. She stood there hesitantly. She looked around. Her door was wide open. Sister Winona still lie crumpled on the floor next to the very bed where her friend Sister Beth was eagerly ramming herself downward on the Incubus’s cocks. Her skin was laced with dark veins know and her skin was nearly red. Large mounds were forming below her skin around her shoulders and ass.

Sister Megan’s mind seized on the pleasure her fellow Sister was feeling. Her own body still yearning for more. She looked back to the Succubus and moved forward between the legs of her corrupter. As soon has her tongue to a tentative lick, she knew she was addicted to pussy. The taste felt like fire on her tongue and mind. It was the best thing she had ever tasted. She began to feast like a mad woman having her last meal. She heard the Succubus moan and felt pleasure from it. She knew she was doing a descent job at her task and it made her feel pride.

It was not long before she felt her corrupter feeding her a deluge of it’s tainted nectar. Sister Megan was unable to drink it all down, but tried none the less. Her face, hair, and front were coated in the juice. Sister Megan did not stop as the Succubus stopped coming. Instead she continued to fervently lick hoping to make the demoness come again. Words of Lilith and blessing reached her ears, but Sister Megan was to devoted to her task to care. She felt the Succubus’s hands entwine in her seemingly longer hair and pull her tighter against its sweet slit. At the same time she felt the Succubus’s cock like tail push once again into her empty pussy.

She felt a rush of energy flood the room. She instinctively knew that Sister Beth was now a Succubus herself. Instead of feeling frightened though, the idea now seem to arouse her. She noticed her own tongue was now longer. She was changing too and felt a thrill at the idea. She began to massage the Succubus’s clit with her fingers while alternating between licking deep into the creature’s pussy or across the slit and down across the anal bud. She felt the need to please her mistress so that she could be rewarded as well.

The succubus could sense the eager nun’s desire and knew she was ready. After another minute of being well pleasured by the now dark haired nun, she flooded the nun’s mouth with her nectar while also flooding her tightening channel with her corruptive essence.

Sister Megan felt her soul crack and break away as the the corruptive fluids filled and changed her. Sister Megan sat up a little as her first of several climaxes wracked her body. Her pain and pleasure mixing in beautiful euphoria as she screamed out in pleasure. She felt her wings, tail, and horns tear through her flesh as she climaxed again and again. When the climaxes finally finished she opened her eyes and saw how much things had changed. She felt so much more alive and sensual.

Across the room she saw how beautiful her friend had become. The two looked at each other and smiled before they both licked their lips at each other. Sister Megan wanted to taste her sister and she knew that Sister Beth would want to as well. Sister Megan also noticed the **** Sister Winona sill lying on the floor. Her bleeding had stopped, but her body was definitely aroused. Megan could distinctively smell the woman’s arousal and realized that she was dreaming of sex. The sexual energy in the room was working on Sister Winona as they all frolicked.

She crawled up the abdomen of her Mistress and holding her, she passionately kissed her before saying, “Thank-you for showing me the way.” The two kissed a bit more before Sister Megan stood up. Sister Beth stood up as well and turned to her friend. The two began to eagerly kiss and touch each other as the Incubus and Succubus got up and left the room to hunt some more.