“Pray,” I groaned, spurting more and more of my cum into my bimbo-nun’s pussy. I erupted the last of it, the pleasure sweeping through me. I felt so good. I suckled in deep breaths, a wave of euphoria washing through me. “Pray to the Lord.”
My phone beeped. I still held it in my hand. I glanced at it.
Receive BJ while giving confession! 1 Faith Crystal earned!
That brought me up to 15 Faith Crystals. I smiled at that as the young man squirmed. My nun suckled on my cock, nursing softly like she wanted to get every drop. Another wave of pleasure swept through me. I felt so good.
“Five Hail Marys and say a dozen rosaries,” I said.
“Thank you, Father,” he said and left the booth.
Immediately, a woman gasped, “Trent!”
“Mrs. Teixeira,” he said as Sister Bethany Anne popped her mouth off my dick.
The married slut entered quickly as Sister Bethany Anne dove out of the confessional booth. I wanted to stop her. I just hoped Sister Abby Marjorie had moved on from her cleaning. I knew what Sister Bethany Anne was about to do. I couldn’t do anything with Mrs. Teixeira in the booth.
“I just can’t stop, Father,” the naughty wife said, her voice thick with shame. “I prayed and prayed, but we had sex again. And again. I know it’s wrong. He’s my student. He might be eighteen, but I’m married and… I feel like I’m taking advantage of him. He’s young and horny and…”
“And Trent is a very handsome man.”
She gasped before weakly saying, “He confessed?”
“He didn’t name you, but I can put two and two together,” I said.
“Sister Bethany Anne!” Trent gasped. “What are you… Oh, Lord!”
I knew my bimbo-nun had made her move. I didn’t hear Sister Abby Marjorie gasp in protest so she must have left the worship hall. I knew what I had to do. I had my phone in hand. Mrs. Teixeira was a cheating whore. A slut-wife. The app allowed me to turn women like her into bimbos. It only cost me 10 Faith Crystals. I had enough.
I slipped out of the booth and said, “Step out, Mrs. Teixeira. I know just what you need to stop this affair.”
“You do?” she asked and stepped out. I had the phone aimed at her. She was a Brazilian woman with golden-brown skin. She wore a silk blouse that buttoned up to her clavicle but still showed off the curves of her round breasts. She had curving hips clad in a dark-gray pencil skirt. Her legs were toned and gorgeous, accented by her heels. She was in her late twenties. A delicious woman with a bubbly ass. “What, Father?”
I aimed the phone at her. On the screen, a prompt appeared. Bimbofy Mrs. Desideria Teixeira into your church’s Bimbo Harlot? Beneath those wonderful words, two pink buttons pulsed, begging to be pressed. YES and NO.
I hit YES and she changed at once. The fear in her face melted away. She gasped and shuddered, her entire body quivering. She thrust out her arms, this big smile on her lips. She looked so happy and free as she become a Bimbo Harlot.
“Oh, oh, Fathery Mallory!” she said, bouncing up and down on her heels. It was impressive. Her boobs jiggled in her blouse. “Ooh, ooh, what do I do! Huh? Huh?”
I glanced back at Trent. He was getting blown before the altar. He stood there, his back tense. He had no idea anything else was going on but having the bimbo in her slutty parody of a nun’s outfit suck hard on his dick.
“Get naked,” I said. “Bimbo-harlots have to be nude, and that’s what you are, right, Mrs. Teixeira?”
“Yeppers,” she said. “I’m such a bimboy-harloty-slutty wife!” She squealed in delight and started unbuttoning her blouse.
I slipped the phone in my pocket, my dick so hard. I loved this App so much. I just knew that the Lord had sent it to me. A voice whispered in the back of my mind that I wasn’t the Lord but the Devil. I ignored it. This had to be from the Lord. Then I could enjoy it.
My dick wanted to enjoy it. I burned for that as I watched her unbutton her blouse and expose the lacy, black bra she wore. For him. For that meathead getting his dick smoked by my sexy bimbo-nun behind me. I loved this.
Mrs. Teixeira took off her blouse and dropped it on the floor. She wore the most empty-headed of smiles as she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She slipped that off next. She dropped it, her round breasts coming into view, her nipples a delicious shade of dark-brown.
“Ooh, ooh, look at my titties, Fathery Mallory!” she said, bouncing up and down. Her boobies jiggled.
“So lovely,” I said, staring at them with such lust burning through me. The heat in my nuts blazed. The pressure was something else. “Damn, those are some lovely, lovely tits.”
She squealed in delight, shaking them. “Thanky you, Fathery!”
“Now strip the rest off, Mrs. Teixeira.”
She beamed at me and slid her hands down her curving hips to the top of her skirt. He slid to the back and unzipped it. She wiggled her hips from side to side, which made her firm boobs jiggle. They really were lovely tits.
Her skirt fell down her hips and landed around her feet. She wore a thong. Did she shave her pussy? What a naughty wife. She winked at me as she shoved her thong off, revealing her landing strip leading to her wet pussy.
She dripped. I stared at her with such lust. She really did drip. It was delicious seeing her cunt cream spilling down her thighs. She slid her panties down, leaning over and pressing her face toward my crotch.
I knew she wanted to suck my dick, but I wanted to fuck her cheating cunt.
She stepped out of her thong and said, “All nakedy, Fathery Mallory! Yay!”
“On your knees, whore,” I said, my fly still open. I undid my belt, though. “I’m going to fuck that cheating, married cunt hard.”
“Okey-dokey artichokey!” she said and giggled. She spun around and dropped to her knees, wiggling her rump at me. “Fucky me with your biggie and thicky and yummy artichokey!”
I sank to my knees behind her as I thrust down my pants and boxers. My dick popped out and slapped down on her golden-brown rump. Her plump butt-cheek jiggled from the impact. She giggled, black hair falling around her face. I slid my cock down to the slut-wife’s twat.
I nuzzled into her shaved folds, loving the heat of her. I had been celibate for so long. I had found peace in it, then that bimbo-whore Petra pounced on me and filled me with lust. The Lord answered my prayer.
I thrust into her pussy. She gasped as I filled her cunt up with my big dick. She squeezed her twat down around me. I loved how she gripped me. She felt incredible around me. I groaned, her silky snatch felt amazing around me. The hot wife moaned her delight.
“Fathery Mallory’s biggie dick!” she squealed.
“Yes,” I groaned and gripped her hips.
I drew back, my dick marinating in her pussy. In the hot passion of her snatch. She gripped me. She held me with that hot snatch. I loved it as I pulled back and back. It was a wondrous treat having her massage me like that.
I buried back into her twat. I fucked into her cunt with force. I plowed deep and hard into her pussy. It was wondrous to have her cunt around me. Just fantastic to have her gripping me with that delicious snatch. I fucked the hot wife hard as Trent groaned in the background.
“Yesy yes, yes!” she squealed. “Fathery Mallory’s biggie cock in my cheaty cunt! What a nummy yummy treaty treat for me! Ooh, ooh, fucky me so hardy! I lovey it! I lovey it so muchy much!”
“Me, too,” I groaned, pumping away at her. I fucked her hard and fast, savoring that pussy. “Shit, you got a tight cunt, slut!”
“I do! Yay!”
She sounded so happy as she wiggled her hips, stirring her cunt around my dick as I pumped away at the slut-wife’s twat. The bimbo’s delicious snatch massaged my cock with my every plunge into her depths. Her warmth held me. Massaged me.
I thrust into her snatch with force. I pounded her cunt, reveling in that moment. I hammered her with such passion. I reveled in enjoying what the cheating whore was sharing with the boy. She wanted to be a slut, then I would make her into a bimbo-harlot.
“Yes, yes, you’re a whore for the Lord,” I growled.
“Yay!” she squealed. “A whorey slutty whore for the Lordy Above! Ameny!”
I grinned at her, fucking to the hilt in her snatch. I hammered her twat, loving the feel of her pussy around my dick. She squeezed her cunt down on me. She held me tight with that amazing snatch. I fucked her with force.
I reveled in plunging into her twat again and again. I fucked her with all that I had. I slid my hands up her body and found her swinging breasts. I gripped those lush tits of hers. I kneaded them as I buried into her snatch again and again.
Her plump butt-cheeks jiggled every time I buried into her. I plowed to the hilt in her snatch. I fucked her with force. I hammered her with all that I had. I loved it. I groaned as I fucked her. I pounded her with such passion. I buried to the hilt in her snatch again and again.
“Ooh, ooh, Fathery Mallory!” she moaned. “That’s so great good!”
“Yes!” I groaned, savoring the pressure rising up my dick to the tip. Her hot flesh massaged my crown. “Are you going to be a good slut and cum on my dick?”
“Yesy yes! I’m such a goody slutty wife bimboy-harlot, Fathery! Such a goody great one!”
I loved it. The Lord let me reshape her into what she truly was. I buried into Mrs. Teixeira’s pussy. I fucked her with force. She groaned, squeezing her snatch down on my cock. She held me tight. It was a beautiful thing to pound her.
In the background, her young boytoy groaned as he enjoyed my slut’s mouth. She suckled on him with force. She nursed on him with all that she had. He would burst in her mouth. Just cum so hard and flood her with all that she had.
“Fuck!” groaned Trent. “Fuck!”
My phone dinged in my pocket as Trent dumped his load into the bimbo-nun’s mouth. She was such a whore. That was her role. I loved it as I pumped away hard and fast at Mrs. Teixeira’s pussy. My bimbo-harlot clamped down on my dick. I groaned, reveling in that delight.
I buried to the hilt in her snatch, so close to erupting. She moaned, tossing her head. She gasped louder and louder as Trent grunted. He panted behind me, done with Sister Bethany Anne. The nun must be so happy right now.
“Ooh, thanky you for all your cummies!” squealed my nun.
“Yeah,” Trent said. “And… Holy shit, you’re fucking Mrs. Teixeira!”
“She’s a whore!” I growled, slamming hard into her pussy. “A cheating harlot. And this is what you do with them!”
“Fucky them oh so hardy until they cummies!” she gasped. Her pussy went wild around my dick.
I groaned at the wondrous feel of the hot bimbo-wife’s cunt writhing around my dick. I buried to the hilt in her, my nut slapping into her taint. Her juices gushed out, bathing my balls as the pressure burst at the tip of my cock.
I erupted into her married snatch.
I pumped my load into her unfaithful pussy. The pleasure swept through me. Powerful ecstasy that shot through my body and crashed into my mind. I groaned at the bliss that washed through me. At the powerful heat that washed through me.