Hell's Nun - Sex Stories

Hell's Nun

s****r Veronica was always a good girl. She was born in 1982 in rural Pennsylvania to a farm f****y, and spent most of her youth learning the value of hard work. Veronica loved reading, mostly the bible, but other books too. She loved Mark Twain and Emily Bronte. She enjoyed swimming in the big lake behind the farm. When she went to high school she joined the swim team and found that she had a talent for it. But she eventually quit, the day she was taking a shower with her team mates and realized she was spending a lot of time, too much time, staring at their bodies, entranced by every curve and corner. Every inch of female flesh made her feel… different, nervous, a little excited. Veronica knew what she had to do. A few years later she tucked her long red hair beneath a habit and became a s****r. It was a hard simple life and Veronica loved it. The hard work reminded her of home and the simplicity was welcome too. She never found herself feeling things for her fellow s****rs. Life was good. Although it quickly became more complicated when the Mother Superior, learning of Veronica's vast love and knowledge of literature, had her transferred to an all-girls boarding school. Veronica worried that being surrounded by all those nubile young girls would remind her of her old swim team mates and it would become more difficult to be the good girl she always was. Morgyn was always a bad girl. Born in 1996 in suburban Pittsburgh to a church deacon and secretary, Morgyn was raised ...

... seriously Catholic. She spent most of her c***dhood in Sunday schools and church groups. It wasn't until she became a teenager that she developed her own interests. Well, just one interest. Sex. At first, being raised religious, she thought she could deal with it. She could keep masturbating three or four times a day and just avoid boys. Then, of course, she found out that masturbating was just as serious a sin. And she decided there was no point to being good. It didn't take long for it to get around that Morgyn was a wild c***d, fucking through school, over twenty boys and three teachers in a semester. Her parents knew they had to do something and quickly, so it was off to boarding school where she wreaked havoc for another few years, learning to hate the nuns who taught there. She hated no one more than the Principal s****r Mary. But a close second was her senior year lit teacher s****r Veronica. On the day it happened, s****r Veronica had just kicked Morgyn out of her class for the fourth time that year. Morgyn had made a snide comment about how big Ivanhoe's penis must be and s****r Veronica had had enough. Morgyn cursed and stormed out. Later that evening it was Veronica's turn for last evening checks in the dormitory. She wandered up and down the halls, making sure each girl was in her room for the night. She'd almost forgotten about the altercation with Morgyn until she came to her room, and saw something that shocked her. Although it shouldn't have. She knew Morgyn was a ...