Michael and the Nun

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The chapel is silent, save for the rustle of her habit as she kneels before the altar. His breath catches as he watches her from the shadows, his cock already hard beneath his clothes.

ACTOR2: Sister… I’ve sinned. I can’t stop thinking about you.

ACTOR1: *gasps* Oh, my child… the Lord forgives. But tell me… what tempts you?

NARRATOR: He steps closer, his fingers brushing the hem of her robe. His voice is rough with desire.

ACTOR2: You. Your body under all this holy cloth. Your pussy—I need to taste it.

ACTOR1: *whimpers* Such wicked thoughts… but I ache too. Touch me… absolve me.

NARRATOR: He lifts her habit, revealing her bare thighs, already glistening. His fingers slide between them, circling her clit.

ACTOR2: So wet… does God know how sinful you are?

ACTOR1: No… only you. *moans* Fuck me like the devil’s made you do it.

NARRATOR: He yanks her onto the altar, spreading her legs. His cock slams into her, filling her tight cunt with ruthless thrusts.

ACTOR2: Take it, Sister. Every unholy inch.

ACTOR1: *screams* Yes! Oh God—yes!

NARRATOR: The pews shake as he fucks her harder, his balls slapping against her. She claws at the altar cloth, her climax tearing through her.

ACTOR2: Gonna cum inside you—claim this holy pussy.

ACTOR1: Do it… ruin me!

NARRATOR: With a groan, he spills deep inside her, marking her as his own. The chapel echoes with their ragged breaths—sin never felt so good.