When she kissed me I said the Hail Mary five times. It didn't work. My feelings grew.

"Aquilino..." she moaned. I had been distracted by her all night.

I move in closer and we hugged. It went on for the longest time, and then we kissed. A long soul- deep kiss that kept on going, even after we broke apart for air. By this time, I was rock hard.

"Babe, may I remind you that this is a sin..." I whispered on her ear.

Growing up in a culturally mainstream religious family, sinning wasn't something I thought about much. I cannot commit mistake.

I am the family's firstborn child. All of my responsibilities in the household and at work were assigned to me. I can't make mistakes, and I can't fail. In my life, there should be no space for error.

But since that night happened I did sinned and still do until now.

I now see myself as someone who sins on a regular basis, and I'm working on that because of her.

The word means something different for me than it does in contemporary culture. As a child I learned that to sin is to do something really bad.

If you look it up you'll find it usually refers to a violation of a religious code of conduct.

So by this definition if you're not religious, you can't really sin, because you have no religious code of conduct to violate.

"Is it okay if you sinned because of me?" I asked her as she caressed the side of my cheeks.

She nodded. Damn. I'm so lucky. She is a gorgeous woman with a hard, sexy body.

Because of what she was usually wearing, she was frequently concealed. She has firm tits and an ass that draws attention wherever she goes.

"We'll both be sorry tomorrow, babe.."

I rose up and carefully and methodically removed my garments, piece by piece. She couldn't take her gaze away from me while shaking her head in disdain.

"I don't give a damn anymore."

That was the ultimate indication. She seemed to have had enough of me.

"Are you sure? We're committing a sin."

"It started already. I can't get you out of my mind since that night. I don't care anymore."

She's sitting three feet in front of me. When I got to my briefs, the last thing I had on, I locked my gaze upon her eyes and slowly

took them down.

Releasing her from my stare, she looked

at my cock, and drew in her breath. "Oh my..."

Bless me, father, for I have sinned...

I prayed silently in my head. I thought what I was feeling was wrong but fuck, I'm loving every bit of what I am doing.

Bless me, father, for I have sinned...

I was waiting for an answer from you all this time I couldn't just move on with my life. She saved me. She was there when I needed support from someone.

Bless me, father, for I have sinned...

I think I am already smitten. Is our love considered a sin?

Was she a sin?

I thought love is always supposed to win.

I then kneeled down and started unbuttoning her habit. Only after getting all the buttons undone did I then open her shirt to behold her small breasts.

"You're so hard, Aquilino..."

"That's because of you, babe..."

I could see the swell of her chest with her rapid breathing, and I could see her athletic heart pounding through her skin and muscle just above her left breast.

I then touched her nipples, which left us both gasping, partly from the build-up to this moment, and partly from the feeling the touch gave her and me.

"Ahh... Aquilino..." She pressed her entire body into my finger tips, and then I massaged her breasts with my finger tips and palms.

While her breasts were triple A size, they were extremely sensitive in that moment of passion.

"Babe, this is a dream come true," I told her.

I asked her to stand up and then I inserted my hands inside her pantylet and lowered them down. Unencumbered by underwear, the view of her female sex was immediate.

She was in such great shape that there was a space between her legs where her vagina was, and I took advantage of that by touching the entire area very lightly.

"Oh... Jesus Christ! I'm dying. I am on fire. I cannot extinguish myself," she said.

She took hold of my cock and slid her small hand up and down the shaft. I gently squeezed her breasts, and we stayed that way for five minutes, slowing building up the pressure and intensity of the moment.

Sometimes light, as if our fingertips were feathers, sometimes harder, with insistence and a view to consummate this moment.

It was pure pleasure that we were giving and receiving. Lowering my hand, I then rubbed her clitoris and surrounding labial lips in a lazy fashion.

Her breathing came hard; her teeth clenched. She managed to get out.

"Aquilino you're driving me crazy. Make me come."

"Not yet," I whispered in a ragged voice.

"I want you, Aquilino... I want you now!"

"We're going to remember this the rest of our lives. Let's not rush this moment." she looked at me, and held my gaze for an eternity, and nodded yes.

"It's time..." after minutes of this deliberate stimulation, we both looked at each other and said together.

She increased her rubbing of my cock; and I increased the frequency of my attention to her body. From deep within each of us a growling, shaking, and uncontrollable force began to erupt.

"Ooh! Aah!" I groaned. I am loving the fucking sensation that she gives.

"Aah, Aquilino, you are so good; I should be the only one who should make you feel this way!"

My cock burst its pent-up desire into her hands and all over her lower body as her inner legs closed on my hand and kept it there as she came all over it.

body.

"Did you see Sister Ramona?" When we heard that outside the door, we all became silent.

She released her hold on my manhood. Damn it, I want more. What is it? I'd want to enter her already. I'm still on the ledge! I'm craving more! I am craving for her!

The outsider's response was, "Why Mother Superior?"

We exchanged glances. I want to chuckle at its terrified expression. She frowned at me when she saw I was glancing at her earlier.

"I was just going to say something, but I couldn't see her."

We sat immobile for a few moments out of dread of being discovered in this chamber. I haven't yet locked it. I simply drew her here.

I clutched her waist, my gaze fixed on the lips of her femininity. It was throbing so bad.

"Perhaps she's outdoors, Madre; do you want me to accompany you to find her?"

Her gaze was suddenly drawn to the doorway, where she was intently listening to the talk beyond. I made a small movement. Her feminine lip brushes up against my hard and lengthy manhood.

Her gaze was drawn to mine swiftly. In awe, I gazed up and closed my eyes. It's fantastic. I need to get out of here as soon as possible.

"I'll just rub it," I whispered quietly as I began to growl.

If I don't get it out now, it will hurt my stomach. She made no complaint. She gets up every time I take mine away for a shower to stick them together and rub them again.

"Aah-" I clamped my palm over her lips before she could moan.

I stopped moaning because I thought I heard footsteps approaching our room.

"Did you happen to hear anything, Sister Si?"

"Nothing. Why?"

"Nothing. Don't. I'll tell her tomorrow. Go back to your room," the old nun outside replied.

"All right, good night again, and I hope you get a good night's sleep." response of its interlocutor outside.

I could feel her heartbeat become more powerful. We were terrified of being discovered. I cracked a grin. Go back to rubbing our genitals. It appears that I can now sleep well.

I keep doing what I'm doing. I'm still touching it, and it feels great. It felt fucking amazing. I hadn't entered yet, so I just let it pass on her womanhood.

"You're so warm, it's wonderful," I replied quietly.

The footsteps of people outside are becoming weaker. Only our heartbeats and heavy breaths could be heard quietly.

"Enter Aquilino! Hurry quickly! Put it inside me!" she whispers, feeble and restrained, as I take my hand from her lips.

I burst out laughing. We're still on the verge. What she is showing me now is totally different from what she was wearing when she went outside.

"Once I inserted my cock in your vagina, there is no turning back." my voice is hoarse, accompanied by a faint growl.

"Oh God! I don't care anymore! Put it inside me!" its answer that seems to be having too much difficulty.

"Alright, Sister Ramona. Accept this hard cock of mine inside you ..." before she could answer I already slammed my cock inside her. She's crying and moaning because of pleasure.

My world was about to turn upside down and I didn't care at all. Fuck destiny, fuck fate, fuck the norm.

I was writing my own love or whatever-it-was story and I was going to love every single moment of it.