Sister Aquinata: A Nasty Bitch Ch. 01

"God DAMMIT!...Ugh...ugh...Don't you dare stop!...Right there....right there...ugh...FUCK ME!" Aquinata was coated in a slippery sheen of mingled sweat that swam into thin rivulets gliding over the sensual contours of her body. Fuck sweat was dripping from the tip of her lover's nose, her swinging jolting nipples, and even his elbows as he pierced her again and again with his hot penetrating spear of thick and pulsing male meat.

The joined pair's wet flesh slapped together lewdly as Aquinata opened her legs even wider inviting her lover in deepest. As if in a dream she craned her lovely neck forward and stared with bleary lust at the unbelievable eroticism of a stiffened and swollen glistening blue-veined cock outrageously piercing and stretching an itchy swollen labia into a gasping grasping "o" of weeping feminine flesh...her lover's cock and her pussy.

The words, "Fucking cunt!" shattered her narcissistic reverie.

"Bastard!" she parried, secretly rejoicing.

"Slut!" he crudely mocked in repost.

At the word "slut" something primitive inside of Aquinata's heart loosened and emerged unbidden. She pulled her eager nasty-talking lover closer. Her eyes slitted then blurred with pleasure as he hammered her sloppy juicing cunt even harder. She sunk her long fingernails into the yielding flesh of his rutting ass and then bit deeply into a sweaty shoulder.

"Owww!....Damn slut!...ugh...aggh...Why did you do that?...ugh..."

Aquinata continued to buck her opened loins underneath him then bit his neck.

He winced then slapped her smooth unpainted cheek.

"Ugh....ohmmm...again!...ugh..." she groaned and deliriously sought his lips with hers whispering hot enthusiastic obscenities into his ears.

He slapped at one of her circling breasts then laughed and spanked her tensing flank...hard.

"SsssMACK!" sang a course male hand on recoiling waves of female buttock.

"Oh...YES!....ugh...Am I...ugh...ohh...really...a...ahhhh...fucking...slut...?"

Their tongues danced, tangling and separating...tangling and separating...tangling and separating...as her lover continued jolting her luscious body. She suddenly sensed a quantum change in the delightful cock plowing her pussy as it lengthened and thickened inside of her. Aquinata gasped, fucking back...harder.

"You're...fuck!...getting close...ugh....ugh..."

"So are you, bitch!....shit...Ohhh!...that's...ugh...good...your slutty...ugh...cunt is...a...tight drooling swamp...ugh...ohhh..."

"In...in...arrrrg...inside...ugh....in...inside me...oooooo....inside...." she pled in a growing stuttering delirium desperately flinging her clenching limbs around the stiffening body of her lover.

"Agggsssshnnn!..." he ground out against her straining neck.

"AiiiiiEEEEEE!" she wailed feeling the staccato molten spurts of a spitting embedded cock igniting the hot flood of soaring joy filling her grateful ravaged form.

Sometime afterwards they slid apart. Aquinata lit up and smoked silently, absently stroking her lover's matted hair. With white smoke still curling from her swollen love-bruised lips Aquinata sighed then crushed the glowing embers of her shrunken cigarette in the cut-glass bedside ashtray. Rolling over she pressed a big soft tit against the sleeping man relishing the erotic sensation of her flattened nipple rising and tightening...again. She kissed her lover's back while lightly caressing his scrotum.

"Weeeellllll...I guess...." she sighed in reluctant whisper.

Aquinata swung her long legs over the side of the bed before rising slowly and walking nude around the room deliberately gathering the scattered clothing that a male's delirious passion had torn from her horny submissive body. Taking inventory she observed that her soaked juice-stained pink thong was now useless. Smiling thoughtfully over the 20 year difference in their ages she slowly slid the shredded scented ultra-feminine garment under his pillow. Aquinata dressed carefully quietly stopping now and then just to listen to the contended snoring of her slumbering lover. She gazed long at her ardent lover then bent over and kissed the jagged purplish love bite on his powerful shoulder.

"Until next time."

Standing erect she adjusted the seams on her black stockings and smoothed the soft folds of her long black skirt. She slowly tightened her woolen belt just enough to allow a slight grip on her slender waist. Lastly Aquinata carefully placed the white coif on her head securing the carefully aligned edge of the thin black crape covering with two bobby pins on each side to leave her face chastely exposed...just precisely as it should always be.

Aquinata, now properly draped with a nun's full dress habit, moved towards the door, opened it, and then turned back toward the skewed bed of forbidden love. The sated female inhaled deeply feeling her nostrils flare at the drifting heady invisible odors. She wanted to forever sear the randy scent of tonight's spent sweaty sex deep into her memory. Sister Aquinata blew a silent kiss to her snoring naked lover and left the room closing the wooden door softly behind her luscious hidden bottom.

End of Sister Aquinata: Such a Nasty Bitch -1