Chapter 183: Five nun course

The wide bed loomed behind her—four posters draped in black silk, sheets vast enough for a coven, pillows scattered like offerings.

Candles flickered on nightstands, casting golden pools that danced over the women’s faces—flushed, eyes wide with the blood’s vibration, a mix of holy terror and unspoken ache.

These were her chosen: all virgins, bodies sealed like sacred scrolls, hearts pounding with the weight of lifelong denial.

Sister Mira, lithe and dark-haired with olive skin and sharp features, her curiosity flickering like a candle in wind;

Sister Tessa, blonde and freckled, curves soft and inviting, her freckles hiding a tremble of doubt;

Sister Vale, redhead with porcelain skin and wide hazel eyes, her gaze darting like a fawn’s;

Sister Laine, brunette with athletic build and full lips, her strength a fragile shield;

Sister Rhea, ebony curls framing a face of quiet intensity, her deep eyes shadowed with fear;

and Sister Nia, petite with golden skin and doe-brown eyes, her small frame curled tight in instinctive retreat.

Beautiful, each one—pure and sweet nun, now stirring under ’his’ spell, vows whispering warnings even as desire clawed at the edges.

Aiden lay back on the bed, naked and unashamed, cock already hard and thick against his abs—veined, curving up like a forbidden idol.

His golden eyes scanned them gently, veil discarded, a lazy smile playing on his lips. "Amber’s right... come closer, my shy ones. No rush. Let me ’show’ you heaven’s hidden warmth—the side your prayers only hinted at."

The nuns froze, breaths shallow, the blood’s pull a gentle tug against iron chains of fear—their virgin minds reeling with visions of damnation, bodies betraying them with a slow, traitorous heat between untouched thighs.

Amber took charge softly, her voice a soothing balm laced with promise, gesturing Mira and Tessa first. "Kneel easy, dears... just ’touch’ him first, with your eyes, then your fingers. No more than that yet. Feel the sin without the plunge—it’s warm, not the fire they preached. Not the damnation they hail."

Mira approached on trembling knees, her dark hair curtaining her face as she crawled closer—fingers hovering inches from Aiden’s shaft, olive skin paling at the sight.

"I... I shouldn’t... it’s so ’big’, sisters, like a serpent from the old tales... what if it damns us all?" Her touch landed feather-light, tracing the base with a gasp, curiosity cracking her fear as the heat seeped into her palm.

Tessa followed, freckled cheeks draining white before blooming red, her soft hand joining Mira’s in hesitant strokes. "Oh lord... it’s ’hard’ and alive under my fingers, throbbing like a forbidden heartbeat... Mira, does it feel wrong? Or... warm??" Their grips tightened slowly, strokes turning from fearful pets to exploratory squeezes, breaths quickening as the blood whispered ’more’.

Aiden groaned soft, encouraging. "Good, my sweet sweet virgins... just ’feel’ it grow for you. No deeper yet—let your fear melt like wax."

Amber watched, her own fingers circling her clit in lazy encouragement, pussy aching with memory. "Vale, Laine... come, ’kiss’ his skin—start at his chest, safe and slow. Taste the salt of a man, let it linger on your lips like a secret Mass."

Vale climbed on with a whimper, straddling his chest—her porcelain skin goosebumped, hazel eyes squeezing shut as her lips brushed his collarbone, tentative as a prayer.

"Ahh... your warmth... it’s ’scary’, sir Aiden, like fire licking too close... but your mouth calls mine—may I? Just once, to know if damnation tastes sweet ❤️..." Their kiss started chaste, lips barely meeting, then deepened as her tongue flicked out in timid wonder, a soft moan escaping when his teeth grazed her lip.

Laine beside her, full lips parting in a shaky breath, nipped his neck lightly—her athletic thigh grinding instinctively on his, habit riding up to reveal slickness she hadn’t dared name. "Your skin... ’hot’ like fevered stone... oh, something’s... leaking from me, sir Aiden. Is this the fall? I need you ’inside’ someday, but not yet—teach me to want without breaking...keep faith without the fall."

Rhea and Nia lingered at the bed’s foot, eyes huge—ebony curls quivering as Rhea clutched her robes, golden skin prickling on Nia’s tiny form—but Amber drew them near with whispers.

"Breathe, my hidden sparks... ’touch’ yourselves soft, under the fabric. Watch your sisters awaken—let your blood ’burn’ slow, turn fear to lust."

Rhea’s fingers slipped beneath her robes, dipping into folds that made her gasp, intensity blooming through terror: "Oh... I’m ’wet’, sisters—like tears from a secret wound... it’s ’pulsing’, alive and hungry...sir Aiden, will your cock ’wreck’ this fear in me, make it crave instead?"

Nia whimpered, petite hands fumbling to rub her clit in tiny circles, doe eyes tearing up with overwhelmed need: "Please... it’s ’too much’ already, this ache... ’show’ us gentle, fuck them soft first—make us ’beg’ from the shadows, my body’s betraying me, my heart is betraying me with want, hot and small and ’yearning’ ❤️..."

The air thickened, fears ebbing as touches lingered—kisses growing sloppy, strokes firmer, self-caresses bolder. Aiden’s voice turned husky.

"Amber... bring Mira closer now. Time to lose that seal—slow, like unwrapping a holy relic." Mira crawled up on quaking limbs, robes hiked to bare her shaved, glistening pink—fear flashing in her eyes before lust glazed them.

Guided by Amber’s hand, she hovered over his cock. "Easy, love... ’sink’ down inch by inch—’feel’ the stretch like a door creaking open to light."

Mira’s breath hitched as the head pressed in—tight, a sharp burn that tore a cry from her throat. "Ahhh... ’big’... it’s ’tearing’ my purity, sir Aiden—slow, please, it hurts like first bite... but deeper... ’yes’, ohhhh lordddd..." She rocked hesitant at first, walls clenching in panicked flutters, then greedy as pleasure sparked—small tits bouncing with growing rhythm.

"Fuck... It’s so ’full’, like my soul’s expanding... your dick ...ahhh...your dick’s ’ruining’ me slow and sweet—’"

He moved—hips rising gentle, hands steady on her waist, guiding lifts that turned from whimpers to moans.

"Clench tight, my first broken flower... beg for your release on me..." Mira’s wails built, wet slaps quickening as sweat gleamed on her olive skin, fear forgotten in the blaz.

Plat! Plat! Plat!

"Yesss...ahhh ahh...ah...ahhh..ahhh... ’hitting’ that spot deep inside, like lightning in my core... ’pound’ me, make me ’squirt’ like in those books—oh, it’s ’too good’, sisters, this heat consuming everything holy!" Amber suckled her nipple, teeth nipping to stoke the fire

"’Shatter’ now—let them see." Vale and Laine’s fingers circled her clit, awed whispers urging.

"’Scream’ it... your pussy’s ’dripping’ like nectar from the vine..." Mira shattered—body arching in virgin ecstasy, gushing hot and wild around him.

"Aaahhhhhhhhh!!!!... ’cumming’... it’s a storm inside, ’yes’... ’fill’ me, ’fuck’ your trembling dark slut, seal this lust forever ❤️!"

Aiden spilled deep, hot ropes claiming her core, creamy leaks trailing as she collapsed into sloppy kisses, fear’s ashes fueling fresh hunger. "ohhhh... your cum’s ’addicting’, like wine turning water to fire..."

He eased her aside, cock slick and unyielding—beckoning Tessa with a tender crook of his finger. Her freckled form straddled in wide-eyed surrender, sinking down with a fearful yelp that melted to a sigh.

"My turn... ’fuck’, it’s ’huge’, why is it sooo huge, prying my freckled folds like a lock yielding to a thief... ’yes’, ’grind’ slow—ohhh, the burn comes...ahhh...is this...is this bliss, every vein kissing my walls!" Curves jiggled as her bounces quickened from tentative to frantic, nails raking his chest in lust’s grip.

Plat! Plat! Plat!

"Aahhhh...ahhh.,.its ..its going Deeper... Aahhh...ohhhh ’wreck’ this soft virgin ache I’ve nursed in silence... own me, own me sir Aiden—why does it throb like it ’needs’ me? ❤️..." Rhea and Nia’s fingers plunged deeper in their own folds, voices husky with envy.

"Her ’moans’... like music we feared— we burn for that too, the stretch swallowing fear whole..."

Tessa’s release hit like a thunderclap—gushing in messy, soaking waves, walls fluttering in shocked delight.

"Ooooohhhh... ’cumming’... a flood breaking free, ’YESSS’... ’flood’ my womb, make me ’yours’—this body is yours now sir Aiden, its youuuurrrss!" Aiden surged inside her, thick pulses marking her—before turning to Vale, who parted porcelain thighs in quivering invitation.

"’Missionary’, Aiden... eyes locked as you ’break’ me—let me witness my fall in your gaze ❤️..." His entry drew a gasp of terror-tinged fire, slow thrusts building to pounding snaps that rolled her hazel eyes.

"Ahh... ’deep’, piercing my porcelain shell... your dick ’hits’ the soul’s locked room—’pound’ harder, ’ruin’ this saintess, turn my whimpers to screams!" Laine’s tongue lapped Vale’s tits in heated curiosity, Amber’s fingers swirling her clit.

"’Squirt’ wild—scream your awakening..." Vale convulsed, soaking the sheets in her first torrent: "Fuuuuck... ’cumming’... shattering like stained glass... ’breed’ me, ’yes’—fill till I overflow with this sinful glow!"

Laine bent forward next, athletic ass presented with a shiver of lingering dread that lust swiftly scorched—her full lips parting in a moan as Aiden claimed her from behind.

"’Spank’ me light at first,sir Aiden... ’fuck’ my tight pussy slow, then... my ass, oh lord, stretch every virgin shadow ❤️..." He alternated with lubed care—deep pussy thrusts melting her tension to liquid want, then easing into her rear with spitslick ease, her muscles clenching then yielding in ecstatic surrender.

"’Tight’... beg rough now, warrior nun..." Her cries turned feral: "Yesss... ’wreck’ my holes, your cock’s ’addicting’—sliding like fate’s cruel gift... ’cum’ in my ass, flood this strong frame till it quakes!" Climax tore through her—body bucking, pussy gushing in sprays as he filled her depths, fear a distant echo.

Rhea and Nia entwined last, fears dissolving in shared heat—ebony curls meshing with golden skin as they 69’d over his cock, tongues tracing him from timid laps to devouring swirls.

"Mmm... ’salty’ sin on my lips... share the suck, Nia—feel it leap for our virgin mouths, fear turning to feast ❤️..." Aiden claimed Rhea in missionary, her intensity igniting as legs locked around him.

"Deeper... ’own’ my curls, pull them like reins... ’breed’ this fierce virgin, your thrusts erasing every shadowed doubt!" Then Nia cowgirled atop him, petite bounces frantic and free.

"Ahh... ’full’ to bursting, your dick ’stretching’ my tiny core—’harder’, make me ’scream’ high and wild, lust louder than any vow ❤️!" Their peaks chained—gushes drenching him, moans a rising hymn of conquest.

Hours dissolved in fevered blur—positions weaving like dreams unbound: Aiden central, virgins circling in escalating frenzy—rides from shy grinds to hip-snapping fury, sucks from whispers to throat-deep gulps, licks delving into sisters’ slickened folds with gasped wonders.

Amber orchestrated the blaze.

"Laine, ’eat’ Tessa’s dripping freckles while he rails you—lap her fear-soaked bliss... Vale, ’kiss’ Rhea’s cream from his shaft, taste the chain of our falls..." Air thick with pleas, lust’s raw poetry.

"’More’... drive ’harder’ into our yielding heat... ’cum in us’ till we brim like chalices cracked... ’wreck’ these virgin fires, sir Aiden, forge us anew ❤️..." Spanks bloomed red on pale and tawny skin, tits kneaded to bruised peaks, asses and pussies plumbed in slick explorations—cores and throats stuffed, cum rivers trailing thighs.

Climaxes cascaded endlessly—gushing deluges of steamy release, screams a velvet roar till candles sputtered to embers.

Dawn blushed the curtains as they tumbled spent—nuns limp, sated, embers transmuted to infernos. Amber nestled to Aiden, breath ragged triumph.

"a new abbess has come, her, for her I think you will need to come yourself Aiden." She muttered.

He grinned, stirring hard anew: "Rest, my fallen priestess. You did great, very great, don’t worry, its time." He said looking at his crystal.

"Its time I join the church...."