Worldly Secrets

[Mr****]

Chapter 1 – Tonyo
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I’m Tonyo, 29 years old, single.
I’m the trusted all-around boy—handyman, errand runner—in a convent we’ll call St. Magdalene Square.
At first glance, it looks like a holy place for nuns, but don’t be fooled: this convent hides a secret.
A secret that hasn’t been revealed to most people yet.
During my time here, I’ve discovered and experienced many things inside these walls—things you wouldn’t believe could happen in a convent.
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Don’t worry, I’ll tell you everything, but this stays between us, okay?
Hehe…
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I’ll start the story from the day I was ordered to clean the basement and found an old diary down there.
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It was the first day of the nuns’ vacation break.
All the postulants studying to become nuns had gone home to their families, and those without families went with classmates.
The convent was eerily quiet.
I was still snoring when I got called by Madre Superiora.
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“What the hell, so early… and it’s vacation, don’t I get a break?”
I grumbled to myself, frowning as I got dressed to go see Madre Superiora.
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Madre Superiora is the head of all the nuns here.
She oversees everything—business, important matters inside and outside the convent.
She’s strict about everything; she’ll really make you obey if you don’t want to get yelled at and humiliated.
Despite that, she looks incredibly young—you’d never guess she’s 44; she looks about 35.
Probably because she’s beautiful and takes good care of her body.
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As I approached the door to her office, I swallowed hard from nervousness.
I was about to see the most beautiful nun on earth again.
I was just about to knock when I heard a woman’s moan from inside—and it was getting louder.
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I’m no innocent when it comes to sex.
I always read dirty comics and magazines in the barracks of our guard Diego, plus the stories he tells about his experiences with girls at the cabaret.
So I knew that moan was one of pleasure.
In that moment, the devil took over me.
I decided to ***k into Madre Superiora’s office through a secret hole I’d made in the adjacent room where cleaning supplies are kept.
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“Shit!!”
My eyes widened at what I saw.
Madre Superiora was fingering herself, her habit lifted up to her chest.
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It was my first time seeing a nun pleasuring herself—and it was Madre Superiora, of all people.
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I thought to myself:
“Damn, poor nun… tsk tsk tsk. She’s so horny she has to finger herself.”
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Only now did I realize how sexy and smooth Madre Superiora is—like a movie star.
I never imagined she’d be this hot.
It made me want to fuck her even more.
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I watched as she eagerly massaged her full, healthy breasts.
Her nipples were erect and pinkish.
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“Bet those tits feel amazing to squeeze and suck,”
I muttered to myself, already getting hard from her lust.
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So I unzipped my pants, pulled out my throbbing cock, and started stroking in time with her fingering.
In my mind, I was fucking her right then.
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“Ooh… you feel so good, Madre! Your pussy is amazing… so good to fuck… ooh…”
I whispered in my head while watching her.
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When I looked lower, her pussy was dripping wet, two fingers sliding in and out.
She was really horny, clearly enjoying it.
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“Ooohh!… Ooohhh… Ooh! ooh!…”
She moaned, close to cumming.
I saw her grinding her hips as her fingers moved faster.
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“Oooh… your cock feels so good in my pussy… Ooohh.. keep going.. thrust deeper…. ohhh…”
Madre Superiora said—imagining someone fucking her, I guessed.
It turned me on even more; I never thought she had hidden lust like this.
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“Ohhh!… Ohhh… here it comes… here it comes! I’m close… keep going… fuck me more…. ooohhh…”
She begged in her fantasy, about to climax.
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“Damn! Not yet, Madre… I’m just getting started…”
I said to myself, wanting to cum with her.
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“Oooooohhh!!……”
She came hard, a lot of juices flowing out.
Her body shook from the intense pleasure.
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Afterward, she stood up, legs still trembling.
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“Shit! Blue-balled again!”
I regretted to myself.
Oh well, I’ll release this later.
I quickly fixed myself.
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I left the storage room and knocked on her office door.
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“Come in!”
A strong voice from inside.
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“Madre Superiora, you called for me?”
I entered, bowing respectfully with my hat on my chest.
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“Yes, Tonyo. I called you because I have something important for you to do today,”
she replied, sitting down.
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“What is it, Madre Superiora?”
I asked.
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At first glance, she looks very conservative and serious—especially with her glasses adding to her strict vibe.
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I felt shy and awkward in front of her.
I couldn’t look her straight in the eyes; I felt like I’d melt, especially after seeing her masturbate earlier.
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She wears her habit so properly, but underneath, she’s a woman hungry for sex.
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I thought to myself:
“Damn, if you weren’t a nun, I’d have fucked you long ago. I’ve wanted to pound you for so long.”
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She’s really tempting—if it weren’t a sin to fuck a nun, I’d have done it already, especially since I practically live here.
I can’t help but think dirty thoughts whenever I see her sexy body; my cock gets hard instantly.
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“I hope I get the chance to fuck this nun someday,”
I wished, even knowing it’s wrong to lust after a servant of God.
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“Tonyo!”
Her strict voice snapped me back as she slammed both hands on the table.
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I jolted.
“Ah! Uh… sorry, Madre Superiora,”
I said, head down in embarrassment.
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“Are you okay, Tonyo? Why are you shaking and sweating? It’s not even hot—all the windows are open,”
she noted, adjusting her glasses.
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“Sorry, Madre. I’m just trembling from hunger—I haven’t eaten breakfast yet,”
I made an excuse.
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She smirked.
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“Is that so? Okay then, after you eat, clean the entire basement.
It needs to be finished in two weeks before classes start, because it’ll become rooms for the new nuns arriving next term.
Remove all the stuff there, throw away what’s not needed.
Bring the rest to *** Stella to donate to the poor.
Understood, Tonyo?”
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“Yes, Madre Superiora. Understood,”
I replied twice, nodding.
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I saw her smirk again at my response, but she hid it because of her position.
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“Okay, I’ll go now,”
I said, heading out.
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“Alright, Tonyo. Eat plenty!”
she added with a sweet smile.
I smiled back until I closed the door, then breathed a huge sigh of relief.
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“Shit! I think I’m in love with Madre Superiora… she’s so beautiful…”
I said excitedly to myself.
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Back at my barracks, I rushed to the bathroom to shower and release the pent-up lust.
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I couldn’t get the image of Madre Superiora fingering herself out of my head, so I slowly stroked my cock while replaying it.
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“Oooh… ooohh…”
I moaned from the pleasure.
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“Ooh! You feel so good, Madre… your pussy is amazing…. ooohh…”
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“So good to fuck… aaah…”
I said to myself, jerking off hard.
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I was in the middle of it when suddenly—
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“Blag!!, AAaahhhhh!!!!!”
The bathroom door burst open with a woman’s scream.
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I forgot to lock it.
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Shocked, I approached her and covered her mouth to stop the screaming.
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“Shh! Inday!”
I hushed her.
Once she calmed, I scolded her.
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“What are you doing here? Why didn’t you knock?”
I said angrily, going back inside to grab a towel since I was naked.
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Inday is 22 but has a childlike mind.
The nuns found her naked outside the convent and took her in.
She remembers nothing of her past, but her cheerful personality won them over, so they made her the kitchen helper.
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“God, you scared me! Next time knock, okay?!”
I scolded Inday.
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She was still staring blankly, like she couldn’t believe what she saw.
I went closer.
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“Hey! Inday, you okay? Hey!”
I shouted, shaking her shoulders and waving my hand in front of her face.
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When she snapped out of it, I stepped back into the bathroom.
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“Uh… sorry, Kuya Tonyo…”
Inday said shyly, looking down, finger on her lips, shoulders swaying in embarrassment.
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“S-sorry talaga Kuya, I-I thought something was happening to you… I heard you moaning! I thought you needed help, I panicked… then I saw what you were doing.”
She explained shyly, glancing at my still-hard cock.
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I noticed and got a naughty idea, smiling.
I decided to keep jerking while talking.
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“How’d you get in?”
I asked, removing the towel and stroking again.
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“I-I was going to knock… but the door was open, so I came in.”
She explained, staring at my hand.
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“Oh! Why are you here anyway?”
I asked again, facing her while jerking.
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“Uh… Madre Superiora told me to bring you food because she has something for you to do.”
Inday explained, eyes widening at the sight.
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At that moment, I didn’t care what she thought or if she’d tell—I was enjoying her reaction.
She seemed innocent about sex, childlike mind.
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My arousal built again, and I noticed Inday was pretty too: sleepy eyes, fair skin with freckles on cheeks, ponytail, big breasts straining her blouse.
Her bra must be thin—her big nipples showed clearly.
With her childlike ways, she let them show freely.
Her short shorts revealed thick, radish-like thighs.
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“Ah Inday! First time seeing a cock?”
I asked teasingly, smiling, leaning on the wall, openly showing her my hard dick.
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“A-ah N-no, K-Kuya…”
She shook her head, staring.
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“Really! Whose cock did you see? Big?”
I teased, playing with my length.
I saw her swallow.
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“My boyfriend’s, but yours is bigger, Kuya.”
Inday answered, seeming to enjoy the show, sitting on a small drum by the door.
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I was happy with that and didn’t expect she had a boyfriend.
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“So he already fucked you?”
I asked.
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“Fucked!?”
She asked, eyebrow raised.
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“What does ‘kinantot’ mean, Kuya?”
She added, clearly not knowing the word.
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I smiled, enjoying her answers even more.
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“‘Kinantot’ means your boyfriend putting his cock in your pussy, then in and out like this…”
I demonstrated with my hand, comparing my palm to a pussy and thrusting my cock into it.
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“Hi-hi-hi!!!”
Inday laughed loudly.
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“Oh! That’s it! Hihihi….”
She said.
I saw her shyness fade; she was having fun with our dirty talk.
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“When a man fucks a woman, aaah! That’s fucking.
Like what I saw last night in the kitchen—Manong Tonyo and Manang Berta fucking like goats, hihihi!”
Inday laughed.
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I laughed too—I never knew those old cooks were still at it.
The room quieted.
We stared at each other, and I smiled—she was clearly into it.
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“Back to my question: Did your boyfriend fuck you?”
I broke the silence.
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“Yes…”
She nodded shyly.
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I got even hornier knowing she was experienced.
I wanted to fuck her badly—she was a horny girl.
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“Does it feel good when your boyfriend fucks you?”
I asked teasingly, stroking slowly.
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“I don’t know…”
Inday answered.
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“Why not?”
I asked again.
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“When we first met in town, he took me straight to a room, kissed me, touched my breasts.
Then he stripped me and himself, laid me on the bed, and got on top.”
Inday recounted her first time.
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“How did it feel when he fucked you?”
I asked.
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“He got on top, shoved his thing in my pussy right away.
It hurt.
I told him it hurts, go slow, but he didn’t listen until he finished and stood up.
He said ‘You’re so hot, Inday, so good to fuck.’
Then he left me and never saw me again.”
Inday said, looking disappointed from her first experience.
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That’s when I saw my chance to offer myself.
But before I could…
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“You know, Kuya, your cock is so big.
Does it feel good to fuck with it?”
Inday asked first, surprising me.
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“Maybe. It’s been a long time since this cock fucked anyone.
Want to try if it’s good?”
I explained and asked.
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Truth is, it’s been ages since I last fucked.
An older woman I knew back then taught me everything, and we had a long, intense relationship—fucking almost every day—until she passed away in an accident.
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So I was starving for pussy, resorting to my hand.
No days off to go to cabarets, always called by the nuns.
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“Yes, Kuya! Can I?”
Inday answered quickly, standing from the drum.
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“Okay, come closer.”
I ordered.
When she did, I made her hold my throbbing cock.
She grabbed it boldly—needed both hands.
I gasped at the warmth of her palms stroking up and down.
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“Oooh! That feels good, Inday… keep going, don’t stop… oooh!”
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Inday smiled, enjoying jerking me.
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“Your cock is so big, Kuya! Feels good to hold, uhmmm….”
She said, licking her lips.
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She couldn’t resist anymore and sucked the head.
I arched from the pleasure.
She did it again, licking the length like a popsicle.
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“Uhhmmm!.. ssluuurp! slurp! slurp! uhhmmm…”
Inday moaned, loving sucking my cock.
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“Ooohh… you suck so good, Inday… Oooohh…”
I moaned, watching her.
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Inday looked amazing; my lust grew.
I wanted to ask where she learned to suck cock, but the pleasure stopped me—I just moaned.
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The pleasure was too much—I couldn’t hold back and came in her mouth.
I thought she’d be shocked, but she swallowed everything, looking pleased with a naughty smile.
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She stood and looked at my still-hard cock.
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“Wow! Your cock is amazing, Kuya—still standing.”
She smiled and sucked it again.
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I smiled, stroking her hair down to her cheek, neck, shoulders, until my right hand cupped her big breast, squeezing gently, playing with her visible nipple.
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She gasped.
“Feels good, Kuya…”
She said, gripping and stroking my cock harder.
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I switched to her other breast.
Unable to resist, I unbuttoned her blouse, removed it, unhooked her thin bra.
Her big breasts spilled out—bigger than I thought.
I cupped both, shaking them, playing with her large nipples.
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“Oooh!!!”
Inday arched in pleasure.
I saw her knees weaken, so I let her sit slightly on the drum.
I massaged her breasts again while she kept stroking me.
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“Your breasts are so big, Inday… so good to squeeze…”
I said hornily.
She just moaned.
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“Oooohhh…”
We moaned together.
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I played with her hard nipples, then bent down and sucked both.
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“Ooohh… Ooohh…”
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“Kuya, your sucking feels so good… keep going, Kuya Tonyo! Keep going… Ooohh”
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I sucked harder, almost devouring her breasts whole.
Gently biting and licking her nipples, then massaging softly.
I trailed my tongue up to her neck, kissing there.
She whispered in my ear.
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“Ooh.. you’re so good, Kuya… it tickles… oh! hihihi… feels good.. ooh…”
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I kissed her lips; she kissed back passionately.
She was experienced beyond her boyfriend.
Our kisses turned wild—tongues battling, sucking each other.
My arousal spiked from her slow stroking and my breast play while kissing.
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“Ooohmm… ohhmmm…”
Inday moaned into the kiss.
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“Damn, Kuya, you’re really challenging me to a hot fight.”
Inday said, pulling away and stripping.
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I noticed her light blue panty with cartoon designs—I laughed to myself.
But her words “challenging me to a hot fight” made me think she’s not as innocent as she seems—she knows about sex.
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“Wow!”
I gasped at her naked body—like a bottle of soda, curvy!
My eyes bulged at her sexiness, especially her plump pussy with a patch of hair above.
My cock hardened more.
I caressed her waist to her round ass.
I squeezed hard—veins popping from lust.
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“You like ass, Kuya? Hihihi…”
Inday teased, pressing her ass into my hand.
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I looked at her and pulled her close again.
She hugged me; both my hands kneaded her ass while her right hand reached for my cock.
It felt amazing, so I slid my hands between her ass cheeks, finding her wet pussy.
I rubbed it, playing with one hand while we hugged and kissed.
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“Ooohh….”
Inday moaned again.
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I broke the hug, sat her on the toilet bowl, and knelt to taste her pussy.
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“Kuya, you eat pussy too?”
Inday asked, propping her legs on the sink and drum to spread wide.
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“Of course, even oysters.”
I joked, getting slapped on the shoulder.
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“You’re something else, Kuya!… hihihi…”
Inday teased.
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“My pussy isn’t mussels though!… Tastier than oysters!”
She boasted, showing off her pussy.
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“Really? Let me taste it then. Hope no red tide? Hehe…”
I joked, laughing.
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“You’re crazy, Kuya, hihihi… Go on, eat my pussy.”
Inday said naughtily.
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I kissed her pussy lips—the scent was intoxicating.
I went crazy, tongue out, devouring her nonstop.
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“Ooohhh…. Ooohhh…”
Inday moaned, eyes rolling from pleasure.
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She grabbed my hair, grinding my face into her pussy.
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“Ooohhh… you’re so good at eating pussy, Kuya… so goooood…. ohhh….”
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“Kuya, I’m gonna cum… ohhh! ohhh!!…. “
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“Here it comes….. ohhh….”
Inday said, thighs tensing—sign she was close.
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I ate faster, making her whole body shake.
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“Ohh! oohh! oohhh!…. Koooyaaaaahhh…… Oooohhh…”
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Inday lifted her hips; I followed, sucking nonstop.
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“Kuya! Here it comes…….. Ooohh…”
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She came hard, juices flowing; I sucked them all.
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“Your pussy tastes so good, Inday….. delicious…. “
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“Ooh… Kuya, put it in now…. I want your cock inside me….. Oohhh…”
Inday begged.
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No time wasted—I was dying to fuck again.
I aimed my cock at her dripping pussy but teased first, rubbing the head on her clit, circling her entrance.
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“Ooohhh…. Kuya…. Put it in…. Please!”
Inday begged, super horny.
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Slowly, I pushed the head in until half my cock was inside.
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“Your pussy is so tight, Inday… so hot inside….”
I said teasingly, sliding in and out slowly.
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I continued until fully buried.
Slow at first, then faster, then slow again, s***ding up.
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“Ooohhh… Oooohhh…. Oooohhh… Kuya…. so goood oohh..”
Inday moaned, head thrashing from pleasure.
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“Kuya…. fucking feels so good with your cock… so goood… ooohh!”
Inday said hornily, smiling at me.
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Her words turned me on more—I fucked her relentlessly, going crazy from her pussy.
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“Inday… your pussy is so good to fuck… makes me want to pound you… uhm! uhm! uhm!.”
I thrust hard, making sounds.
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“Plok! plok! plok! plok-plok-plok!…”
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I fucked her hard, wanting to wreck her pussy—I was so eager after so long.
Inday met every thrust, her pussy gripping my cock tighter.
It felt incredible.
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“Kuya… I’m cumming…. ooohhh…. ooohhh….”
Inday said.
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“Ooohhh… me too, Inday—let’s cum together…”
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“Yes, Kuya!… Keep going.. fuck me! ooh… so good, Kuya…”
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I sped up like racing to the finish.
I saw her enjoy it—her big breasts bouncing wildly as I pounded faster.
I grabbed one, squeezing.
I felt my own climax coming.
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“Inday, here it comes… here it… here… Aahhhh…..”
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“Kuya… Oooohhh…..”
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We came together.
Exhausted, but I didn’t pull out yet.
I hugged her; she hugged back.
My head rested on her soft breasts, so I sucked her nipples while gently fucking her still.
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“You feel so good to fuck, Inday…. I could fuck you forever.”
I said smiling.
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“You too, Kuya—your fucking is amazing, just like Father Dominic.”
Inday replied with a revelation.
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I was shocked—Father Dominic, our only priest here, fucking her?
I never thought a priest would do that.
But he’s a gentleman, kind, around my age—handsome, sweet talker.
Many women would want him.
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“But you know, Kuya, yours is thicker than Father Dominic’s.”
Inday added.
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I smiled, still gently fucking her.
Damn—what a morning: seeing Madre Superiora masturbate, and now learning Father Dominic fucks Inday.
Instead of anger, I got excited—maybe I could fuck Madre Superiora too.
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“Kuya, this is our secret, okay!…”
Inday said.
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“Which one?”
I asked confused—our sex or her with the priest.
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“What happened between us.
I promised Father Dominic I’d only fuck him, but I didn’t expect you’d be so good too.
Right, Kuya!?”
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“Yes, but with a condition.”
I wanted to fuck her again—she’s so sexy.
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“What?”
Inday asked.
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“I’ll keep quiet about us and what you told me—if you let me fuck you again.”
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“That’s it? Sure! Easy… and it feels good! hihihi…”
Inday said naughtily, sticking out her tongue playfully.
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“That’s what I like about you, Inday… good girl! You’ll get this pleasure often.”
I smiled, s***ding up again—I was close.
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“Ooh! so goood, Kuya… cumming again…. ooohhh….”
Inday said.
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“You’re so horny, Inday… Does Father Dominic fuck you every day?”
I couldn’t help asking.
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“No, Kuya… only Wednesdays, Fridays, and Sundays at night… sometimes when I bring his snack, he fucks me in his office.”
Inday answered.
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“Ah… what days do you want me to fuck you?”
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She smiled…
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“You know, Kuya, I’ve been crushing on you forever… so every day? hihihi…”
Inday said naughtily.
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Her answer horned me up more—I fucked her hard until we came again.
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After, we showered together.
Inday looked so happy.
She dressed and left for the kitchen in case they looked for her.
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I ate breakfast—felt stronger, not weak.
After eating, I headed to the convent basement…
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To be continued….