Bad Habits: A Dark Anthology - Yolanda Olson Page 0,79

woman. I will beg forgiveness later for my transgressions. A moan escapes her lips when she grinds herself against me.

“I can’t, not again,” I whimper as the old-fashioned, coarse material of her underwear rubs against my swollen clit.

“You can,” she urges, moving faster, pressing harder against me.

I roll my head from side to side, even as I lift my hips to meet hers, and the sensations are too much for my oversensitive body.

“Touch me,” she orders.

Almost hesitantly I lift my hands to cup her breasts, rolling the pointed nipples between my fingers, watching in awe when her face lights up as though in rapture. She moves above me, the rough barrier between us stimulating an urgency and need that we both seek to fulfill. Her mouth clashes with mine as she kisses me furiously to muffle our cries while we both shudder in surrender against each other, succumbing to the temptations of our flesh.

Chapter Thirteen

Sister Emily

I look down at Faith; her cheeks are flushed, her swollen lips are parted and shiny from our kiss, and her chest is rapidly rising and falling as she breathes heavily. I smile, and lifting my habit, I cast my gaze lower to look at her pussy where it’s pressed against mine. I’ve never done anything like that before, and it was more intense than I ever could have anticipated.

Faith is almost boneless beneath me, and I roll off to lie next to her. I’m still catching my own breath. I never meant to take it this far with her, but Faith was a lot more malleable after I started eating her pussy as though it was my last meal. Maybe now she won’t have that stick shoved up her ass about me, or if she still feels the need, maybe she’ll let me replace that piece of wood with my tongue.

I’m not sure what came over me, but everything I’ve been holding back and repressing about myself over the years has come flooding to the forefront. I’m left unsure and almost drowning in the thoughts and desires I’ve been repeatedly denying myself. I don’t have time to process any of this further, though, when Faith sits up and leans over me with a shy yet also mischievous smile on her lips. I’m suddenly alert, my focus entirely on her, as she slides off the bed, and shoving my habit up above my waist, she grips the edges of my underwear, which I’m still wearing.

I don’t say anything, not wanting to distract her and give her a moment to have second thoughts. I simply lift my hips and allow her to remove my undergarment, exposing my pussy to the cold air in the room and to her. Faith drops her head and slowly licks the length of my slit. I can sense the uncertainty in her actions, so I do the only thing I can to encourage her...I moan.

Her mouth and tongue begin to move faster, exploring my clit and pussy with such care and attention that I feel like I’ll go mad from being edged like this. She begins to find her rhythm, and my soft cries and whimpers increase with her enthusiasm as the orgasm builds slowly within me. Gentle fingers join her tongue, and I bite my lip to keep a lid on the volume of my response. This is what I’ve been wanting, Faith between my legs, feasting on my pussy.

Her careful diligence shines through even now, as she surrenders to desire and eats me out like she’s been doing this for years. In my whole life, I’ve never had anyone where she is now. I’ve never gone further than fumbling hands or my mouth pressed against another woman’s pussy. Her confidence builds, and her pace quickens as she seeks to create a madness within me, using her lips, tongue, and fingers.

I briefly contemplate punishing her next time for driving me mad like she is, chasing me toward the edge and leaving me dangling over the precipice. Faith’s teeth catch against my clit, and I open my mouth in a silent scream as I come, shuddering and shaking on her fingers. Faith takes her revenge on me by continuing to fuck my pussy with her fingers, sucking hard on my tender clit while daringly pushing her tongue inside with her fingers until I’m shattering all over again.

The door bursts open as I let out a shriek of pleasure and come hard.

“Sister Emily and Sister Faith! What do you think you are