How Does a Dark Elf Nun Taste?!

A strange moan drifted through the air. I took my time tracking it down.

Someone's having sex in a cathedral?

Who the hell would do that? But nothing in sight gave it away. Just the long marble pews, fused seamlessly into the floor. Beyond them, the single pulpit where the priest delivered his sermons. And tucked into the corner of the cathedral — the confessional. Wait a second.

If it's sex, the confessional's the obvious spot, right? Time to watch.

They say the two spectacles no one can resist are a fight and a fire. And a fire, in this case, meant a sex show.

I approached the confessional. Tracking the sound, I slipped in from the opposite side. Whoever was in there kept moaning, apparently not hearing the door open.

Is it because of my title?

Once inside, a woman's shrill voice carried through the confession grate.

"I'm coming — commiiing, ahhhhn♥"

I peeked through. To my surprise, it wasn't sex.

It was masturbation. A dark elf nun had her thick, meaty thighs propped against both walls, furiously plunging her fingers between her legs.

A dark elf nun? Now that's a rare find.

Watching the nun who'd just finished getting herself off, my cock started going rock-hard. I swallowed dryly and looked her over, her body still slick with her own fluids.

Deep copper skin. Long, wavy ivory hair that even covered one eye. And those beige-colored irises. Not a stitch of clothing on her — 75D breasts on full display, and below them a softly padded belly and a waistline that had put on just enough flesh.

A dark elf nun. Heheheh. Lucky. So damn lucky!

I started thinking about how I was going to eat her. Then something clicked.

Yeah. That would work.

The first woman I'd take in Weverpool — and a seriously glamorous nun, at that. Masturbating in a confessional, no less.

I peeked in again. She was cleaning herself up.

Holy shit. Inverted nipples? Unique!

I swallowed hard. The heated breathing from a moment ago had gone quiet.

An elf, right after Liza-noona?

A half-elf, and now a dark elf. Even better.

I decided to use the situation, and a grin spread across my face.

Thunk!

I deliberately knocked on the wall.

"Hiek?!"

The nun, still mid-cleanup, flinched and whipped her head around. Her ears pricked up like a rabbit's — except she wasn't wearing a single thread. Her figure went well past voluptuous into springy, taut territory, radiating a wild, animal sensuality.

I casually addressed her.

"I've been watching you for quite some time, Sister."

"Y-yes? Wh-who are you?!"

Huh. I'd figured every dark elf was a proud, shameless virgin bitch. This sister was a surprise. An even better one. A dark elf nun with a thin skin for shame? That alone made her a rare specimen.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you, Sister, committed an improper act in this holy place."

"Hiek — y-you saw?!"

"Yes."

"From where?!"

"From the beginning. All of it."

The clean, clipped answer sent a shudder through her whole body. In truth I'd only caught the cleanup after she'd already gotten off — but a little bullshit was just part of the buildup.

She was completely frozen. I pressed harder.

"Someone who ought to be serving God, doing a thing like this. Heh."

"B-but this is a physiological…"

"And you chose to do it here, of all places? I'll have to report this."

"N-no! Please — I'll do anything!"

There it was. The magic words.

I'll do anything.

I grinned and stepped out of the booth, then walked straight into her side.

"Oh my?!"

"You just said you'd do anything, didn't you? Nice to meet you. Name's Lashu."

"Lashu… what are you going to do to me?"

"I want to do it with you, Sister."

"Do… what?"

"Sex."

I finished the word by dropping my pants. Tears welled in the nun's eyes.

"Hieeeek — a f-forearm just popped out!"

"It's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a dick. Got a lot of veins, huh? That's your fault, Sister."

"M-my fault…?"

"Yeah. I got hard looking at you."

At that, her ears gave a little twitch. Then she carefully looked me over.

"Anyone can see I've got a middle-aged woman's body, you know? The body of a woman who already missed her chance to marry…"

Slap a bikini on her right now and she'd fetch millions as a supermodel. And she was calling that the body of a washed-up old maid? Was she lying, or had she genuinely never seen a real out-of-shape housewife?

Well. I'll just have to teach her.

I stepped closer. She wasn't embarrassed anymore. If anything, her gaze was locked on the glistening head of my cock, which was practically drooling for her. My cock, for its part, was throwing off a thick male scent and aiming straight at the nun.

"You in, or you out?"

A rustle. A slide.

Without another word, the nun bent over the long bench inside the confessional. She swayed her ass left and right, nice and easy, and spoke back over her shoulder.

"I-if it's with a young stud like you, I don't mind. Heheh…♥"

Pretending to be shy while spouting filth. A nun like this needed to be punished.

She turned her head and winked.

"Hurry and put it in♥ My back-alley bitch of a pussy♥ Use it however you want♥"

"Is that the will of God?"

"No. That's my will♥"

"Then from now on, Sister, enshrine me inside you instead of God."

I'd make sure of it.

I ran my hands gently over her body, already soaked through, working her like a massage. Squeeze, knead. Squeeze, knead.

"Nnh — h-hurry and fuck…♥ Hahh♥ Your hands are so filthy♥"

"Warm-up is mandatory for everything. You've got a beautiful pussy, Sister. Like flower petals."

"Don't say things like that♥ I've got nothing but fat, an old woman's body♥"

Smack! Crack!

"Khh♥ Nnghyaaah♥"

"Going in."

I brought my hand down on her ass and shoved the head of my cock against her. The nun immediately started rolling her hips up and down, baiting me. I slotted myself into her twitching, spread-open pussy and drove forward with everything I had.

Schlick—!

The instant I bottomed out, the nun braced both hands against the wall and screamed.

"What ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠is th— nngkhyaaaaahn♥"

I occupied her from behind completely and started pumping — schlick, thud, schlick, thump. My hands roamed over the nun's body, already sheened with sweat. In that moment, the sister who had served only God ceased to exist. In her place was nothing but a filthy nun who worshipped lust and cock.

I licked my lips and kneaded her taut, springy ass. Squeeze, squeeze — smack, smack, smack! A slick slide, then a deep, wet plunge. Every thrust sent her ass rippling with elastic little shivers. I rubbed her sweat-slick cheeks and rolled my hips from side to side. The nun moaned like a bitch in heat, then barely swallowed the sound, lifting her ass high and straight in a clear show of submission.

Fuck, she's tight as hell.

I slid my hands down from her ass and gripped her thighs hard. My cock sank in sticky-deep, wrapped in her juices.

"Nngkhin♥ Uhp♥ I like how healthy your cock is♥ Hhahk♥ So this is youth…?♥"

"And I like how mature your body is, Sister. Men aren't going to leave you alone."

"Don't say such filthy things♥ Nobody even looks at someone like me♥ Hhoohk♥ A sagging old woman like…♥"

"Don't wear underwear under your habit. Then everyone will look."

"Hieeeet♥ I couldn't possiblyyy♥ Haahk♥ Hikhyaaahn♥"

I gradually picked up the pace, rolling my hips with a flexible rhythm, and looked down at the nun's ass.

"Ptoo!"

I spat and roughly rubbed her rear hole, as if it were jealous of the pussy currently impaled on my cock. Then I started stirring my cock in every direction inside her — and her insides answered almost immediately.

A wet squelch. Red blood was running.

What, she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was a virgin? A virgin MILF? Don't mind if I do.

"Congratulations on graduating from virginity, Sister."

"Nnhk♥ My first time, given not to the Lord but to you, Herooo♥ Hhaahn♥"

I smirked and started working her ass. The hole opened and closed, opened and closed — not a large gap, but not a tiny one either. The nun, who had been rubbing her breasts against the wall, shook her head.

"Heaahn♥ Th-that's off limits♥ I haven't washed…♥"

"Liar."

I laughed at her and shoved my index finger in.

The nun's whole body convulsed as if she'd been shocked.

"Nnghwaaaaahn♥ Eughit♥ Hingihit♥ Take it out, please, I-I'm begging…♥"

"Begging doesn't work when you've got a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠body this filthy. And it's clean, actually. Smells like chocolate."

I finger-fucked her ass like a man possessed, twisting and pumping in every direction — squelch, pop, smack, pop. The nun already had a bitch's face on when she looked back at me, and then she grinned. The corners of her eyes, showing nothing but whites, curved up.

"Eughhrrrk♥ If you dig there, I can't — ahhn♥ I'm gonna — I'm gonna cummmmm♥"

A hissing, splashing rush. Every last scrap of nun-like dignity was gone. She shuddered from head to toe and pissed herself like a back-alley bitch. The look on her — lush, filthy, completely wrecked — was something I wanted to photograph.

I shook my head at the puddle soaking the confessional floor.

"Whoa. You really went, huh."

"Eunghk♥ Uhuu♥ Nnghuuut♥"

"Get ahold of yourself. Or should I pull out right here?"

"N-nooo♥ Please, all the way♥ You have to fill me up♥"

"Then I'm going full speed!"

I pinned her against the wall and pistoned with everything I had — slam, slam, crack, smack. A beast's panting tore out of my mouth on its own. Watching her piss herself on my cock, I couldn't hold back anymore. I was definitely going to put this nun to good use from here on out.

"Hah — hahh — hhnn!"

"Inghhit♥ Your cock is grabbing my body and shaking it♥ Ah, ahhk♥ Oh God, aaaahn♥"

"What god? My cock is your god!"

"I believe…♥"

"What was that? One more time!"

"I belieeeeeve♥"

I grabbed her taut, overflowing breasts and buried my nose in her back, drinking in the slightly heavy bitch-scent of her as I just kept rolling my hips. The confessional, which ought to have been a place of reverence, was completely overtaken by the sound of two animals going at it.

"Anhaahn♥ I can't believe in God anymoreee♥ Kkihin♥ A new god has comeee♥"

"I'll even give you the right to raise that god. Now take it!"

"I'm coming♥ I think I'm going to come♥ The healthy god's seeeeed♥"

I squeezed her breasts hard, then slipped a finger into one inverted nipple. The way it wrapped around my finger — chewy and snug and strangely comfortable — drew a sound of wonder out of me all by itself. What if I slotted my cock in there and came? That'd be good too, heh.

My mind went white. Drunk on her scent, I drove my cock into her womb with everything I had.

Splurt — spurtrt — blrrrk, splurt!

"Uheung♥ Hikhyaaaaaaahn♥"

The nun's moan was loud enough to shake the cathedral. Glug, glug — a thick, heavy swallow as I pumped her full.

I slowly let her go. Even so, she stayed sitting upright in front of me — held up by nothing but my still-hard cock. Cum slopped messily from her pussy as the nun grinned.

"Ah — aaa♥ So good♥ You poured out everything♥ So this is salvation…♥"

"You okay? Nothing hurt?"

"I'm fine, hehe. Were you satisfied with my body?"

"Of course. You were the best, Sister."

"…Come whenever you need to. You have to teach me what a god really is♥ And when you want a blessing, too!"

"Yeah. I will!"

I'd scored myself a new fuckbuddy.

"Ahn♥ Heaahn♥"

Even after Lashu — the hero from the neighboring territory, a man she had met for the first time today — had gone, Laurel couldn't hold back the aftershocks.

A thick, wet trickle. White fluid poured endlessly from her pussy. She looked down at her own virgin blood, already pooled on the floor, and let out a sigh.

I never thought I'd mix my body with a strange man. And to give him my virginity, no less.

Then she shrugged. What was done was done. And there was one other fact.

Still… it felt too good. Masturbation doesn't even compare.

Laurel, a graduate of the Sanaclaus Orphanage, had in truth almost no experience with the opposite sex. At most she exchanged a few words with priests overflowing with piety. And now she had been joined to a real man — the kind you could actually call a man.

Maybe I could have the real family I've always wanted… if it's that hero. Heheh.

Caught in a fantasy that was equal parts cheerful and wicked, Laurel started to blush.

I left the cathedral whistling and took my time walking back to the manor. Past a good mood. I was high.

On the way, the statue came into view again. I suddenly felt like laughing at it.

You dipshit lord. I wonder if you've even gotten to fuck a nun.

I was still sneering when my eyes dropped. Whether some residual effect from the powder was still active, something like a translucent door handle had become visible.

Huh? A handle?

I took hold of it and pulled, slowly.

Creeeeak.

An entrance yawned open, for all the world like the mouth of an underground dungeon.

Wait. What the hell is this?