Blasphemy is a massive turn on for me. I am working on a short story series about the coming of age of a young Nun. Let me know if you also enjoy my blasphemous writing. Email me at [email protected]Now enjoy the story if Vanessa and the Mother Superior.
Blasphemy, it’s not for everyone. I’ve loved being a dirty little sinner since the day I could talk. My parents sent me to Catholic school in hopes that I would become a Nun. Oh, boy, I found hell instead.
Confessions make my pussy moist. I like it when someone can be open about the things they have done. I have some of my own that I want to share with the right person. Not being a teeny bopper I have some experience with things. We all have things that are weighing on our minds. Getting dressed in some cute panties with no bra. Preparing myself with some sexy scents. It’s like a moth to a flame. Right now I am touching my pretty pussy thinking about what someone is going to divulge to me.
Blasphemy fore play to riding the knot rocket, and that is how I God damn well wish it. Satanist, necromantic, voodoo slithering wicked Goddess of the damned. (more…)
A scandal was the last fucking thing I needed. For ten years, I had maneuvered and manipulated the situation until everything I was working for was in my sights. If I reached out just the tiniest bit, I could touch it! And then that meddling fool showed up.
Blasphemy evil enchantress calls old scratch, for the loin bone of a Jezebel in need. Never belonging to you sweet darling, instead your sins belong to me. (more…)