Mummy & Daddy’s Naughty Diary (Erotica)

Pastor Green thinks about the Sisters of Mercy. They might be Catholic, but they were supposed to help people. And since they’re Catholics, none of the Protestant Evangelicals he knows has anything to do with them.

They’re perfect.

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Pastor Lance Green

I was nervous as I reached the Sisters of Mercy. I headed up a walkway to a red door. I rang the buzzer. A voice on the intercom purred, “Do you have an appointment?”

“No,” I said. “I just… I need help.”

“With?” the woman purred. Her voice was very sultry for a nun.

“Dealing with… with… the shame of sexual sin.”

“Well, we can help with that, Pastor Green,” the woman purred and the door buzzed open. “I’m Mother Superior Mary Martyr, please, please, come in. We help even our lost, Protestant brothers.”

I swallowed and opened the door. I wasn’t pleased she knew who I was. I stepped inside, the door closing behind me. I was in a waiting room like at any office. The door beyond was open. I headed down it and entered a… lounge.

Some women were naked wearing nun veils and wimples and almost nothing else. They had pierced nipples connected by beads and loincloths with thigh-high stockings. One nun walked up to me, her breasts large and bouncing. She had blue eyes, her beads clicking.

“Welcome, Pastor Green,” she purred, her voice throaty and sensual. “We’ll help you overcome your guilt. Pick one of us to fuck, and we’ll show you that sex is not a sin.”

“Even with…” I swallowed as I stared at her. My cock was so hard. “My wife will kill me.”

“Don’t be too sure your wife’s not finding her own sexual needs elsewhere,” she purred. “I hear she’s on a cruise with your son. A mother/son cruise. I told her all about it.”

I stared at her. “What are you saying? That my wife and son… They…”

“I’m saying that you need healing, and I’m here to take away the guilt,” she purred, her hand cupping my cock through my jeans. She squeezed me. “Pick.”

My dick lurched as I stared into her bewitching, blue eyes. “Can I pick you?”

“Of course,” she purred and kissed me.

I shuddered as my mouth melted to hers. I shuddered as I kissed her. This wave of heat rushed through me. My heart pounded in my chest. My lips melted to hers. She groaned as our tongues danced together. It was so exciting to do this. I was so happy to make out with her.

She broke the kiss and led me to a couch. Her hands were soft on mine. She sank onto it and spread her legs wide. The loincloth draped over her pussy. Her beads clattered. She ran a finger over them, her lips moving softly as if she were… praying.

“Take me,” she purred. “Fuck me so hard, Pastor Green. Just pound me with that big dick.”

“Lord,” I breathed and ripped off my Oklahoma Christian sweatshirt and threw it down. My hands attacked my jeans. I ripped open the fly as she pulled her loincloth to the side. She had a shaved pussy with thick, wet pussy lips that reminded me so much of my wife’s cunt.

Was she really with our son on a cruise…

“Don’t think,” Sister Mary Martyr purred, “just act. Ram that dick into my pussy. Fuck me so hard with it. I want you in me, Pastor Green. I want you fucking me. Let’s celebrate these bodies that God gave us and the pleasures of the flesh that we are blessed to enjoy.”

“That’s blasphemy,” I groaned. “God decried one man and one woman. Husband and wife.”

“Let’s leave theology out of this, too,” she purred. “That’s thinking. Just do.”

It was what Satan would say, but… My cock was out and I fell on her. My hands grabbed her big breasts. I squeezed them as I kissed her. She moaned as I sank onto her. She seized my cock and pressed me into her shaved folds.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

I thrust into her.

She moaned into my mouth as I penetrated her. It was so hot to sink into her. So wonderful to fill up her pussy. I savored that delight around my dick. She felt just magnificent about me. She held me tight with that wonderful cunt. I kissed her with passion.

She whimpered, her tongue thrusting into my mouth. It was glorious to be in her. I drew back my dick, her pussy gripping my cock. I felt the other nuns watching us. They were staring at us with such heat in their eyes.

I shuddered at the feel of their gaze on me as I thrust away at the nun’s hot cunt. I fucked her pussy with all that I could. I pounded her cunt with force. It was so good to bury into her snatch. To fuck her hard and fast.

She broke the kiss and moaned, “Yes, yes, Pastor Green!”

“Sister Mary Martyr!” I moaned, reveling in her silky cunt’s grip. “Oh, that’s amazing!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she purred, her pussy clamping down on my thrusting cock.

I buried into her cunt with force. I plowed into her with all that I had. It was just such a glorious moment to fuck her. I shuddered, savoring that delight. Her pussy gripped me. She held me tight with that cunt. She massaged me with her snatch.

I groaned as I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her with all that I had. I plowed deep and hard into her snatch. I fucked her with force. She squeezed her cunt down on me as I pounded her with passion.

Her fingernails clawed my back as I thrust away at her. I fucked her with everything that I had. She gripped me. Massaged me. I hurtled toward that amazing moment when I would cum in her. Just flood her twat with my jizz.

“Pastor Green!” she moaned.

I fucked into her snatch with force. I buried into her twat with all that I had. She massaged me with that hot flesh. I loved the silkiness of her twat. My nuts slapped into her taint. I grunted, so close to bursting in her.

“Yes, yes, that’s it,” she moaned, my hands squeezing her big boobs. “Oh, Pastor Green, yes! O Lord, thank you for this man and his big dick!”

Her pussy went wild around my cock

She writhed about me as I buried to the hilt in her cunt. I groaned at her flesh suckling at me. She felt so good around me. I savored that pleasure spasming around my dick. I groaned with each second of this delight. It was just amazing. Fantastic.

“Sister Mary Martyr!” I howled and erupted.

I flooded her cunt with my jizz. My spunk spurted into her with all that I had. It was just so good to have her cunt writhing around my dick. She was fantastic. Stars flashed across my vision as I dumped my load into her twat.

I felt so good as I flooded her with my spunk. I groaned with each blast of cum that erupted into her. She held me to her. I squeezed her tits and kissed her as her pussy milked me. The other nuns watched on as I flooded her with all my cum.

I groaned into her lips as I felt so good. I buzzed from my orgasm.

Her hands stroked my back. She kissed me back for a moment before breaking the kiss. “Why did you come here? What is the sexual sin that has you feeling so guilty?”

“It’s my daughter,” I groaned. “I’ve been fucking her. And worst, she’s making porn despite. I know she’s legally an adult and all, but she’s become a whore. I failed her.”

“Failed her?” the nun asked and pushed me away.

I slid out of her pussy as she rolled over onto her hands and knees. She flipped her loincloth off her ass to expose her butt-crack. She grabbed my wet dick and pressed me into her crevice. She slid me down to her asshole.

I groaned as I felt her sphincter. The moment I did, I thrust against her. She moaned in delight as I pushed against her backdoor. She moaned in pure delight as her anal ring stretched and stretched. I popped into her asshole.

“Your daughter is helping men who don’t have a woman to fuck them,” she purred. “It’s a good thing. Men are jacking off their cocks and women are jilling their pussies to her. That’s a miracle. She’s blessed to do that for them.”

“She is?” I groaned as my dick sank to the hilt in her bowels.

“Of course,” she purred. “Be proud of her. Mmm, now fuck my asshole so hard.”

“Proud,” I groaned as I drew back my dick. “Because she’s helping men who don’t have wives. Who aren’t getting laid.”

“Yes,” she moaned as I thrust back into her asshole, her velvety bowels massaging me. “Oh, that’s it, Pastor Green. You’re getting it. Your daughter is a selfless whore. Oh, she’s wondrous.”

Those words burned through me as I fucked away at her. I thrust into her asshole. I buried deep and hard into her. It was so good to feel her around me. She squeezed down on me. It was just delicious to enjoy her tight asshole massaging me.

I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her with force. It was so good to pound her bowels. She felt so wonderful around me. I shuddered, my heart pounding a million miles a minute as I fucked her. I enjoyed every moment of this. Every last second of fucking her bowels.

She squeezed her flesh down on me. She gripped me with her hot flesh. I groaned as I fucked her hard and fast. My nuts slapped into her taint. I fucked her so hard. It was glorious to fuck her. The heat swelled in my balls.

The need to cum built and built with my every thrust into her anal sheath. She squeezed her bowels down on me while the other nuns watched. They squeezed their tits and licked their lips. One with ebony skin moved closer, nodding to me.

“Fuck her asshole so hard,” she purred.

“Yes, yes, listen to Sister Rachel Leah,” Sister Mary Martyr moaned.

I listened to Sister Rachel Leah. I plowed into Sister Mary Martyr’s asshole. I pounded her backdoor hard, loving the way her anal sheath gripped my dick. She felt so good around me. It was just a delight to bury into that hot anal sheath.