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The Commander pushed open the wide wooden doors of the cathedral. Cool air brushed past him, and the sun poured in through the stained glass windows, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the stone floors.
“Hello?” he said, his call echoing throughout the nave. “Implacable? I got your message. What’d you need help with?”
Implacable appeared from out of the shadows in her revealing nun attire. Sweaty, panting, clutching a large dusty tome in hand. She was hardly her usual composed self. “Commander, a most blessed timing.”
She stumbled forward. The Commander lunged forward and caught her in his arms. He brushed a wet strand of hair from her face. Hunger filled her eyes. “Is everything alright? And what’s that smell? Is that a new perfume?”
“Neither.” She said, looking embarrassed. “It seems I'm under a curse.”
“A curse?”
“Here, read this.” Implacable handed him the grimoire, opening it to the page she bookmarked.
The book weighed heavily, and a sense of dread settled in the Commander. The decomposing paper barely held together and gave off a faint sweet smell. He carefully studied the page, noting the elegant designs of the symbols and moving his finger along each sentence of the descriptions. All the symbols vaguely resembled a vulva, he noted. When he reached the end, he looked up at Implacable and said, “I can’t read Latin.”
“Are you-” Implacable sighed. “See this symbol? Look, I’ve been marked.” She lifted the front of her skirt to reveal a bright pink tattoo directly on her pubic mound. “Tainted with the mark of a succubus.”
“What exactly has done to you?” The Commander stroked her cheek with her thumb.
“According to this book, this mark… it…”
“Yes?” He nodded along.
“It’s infected me with an insatiable lust.”
“Oh.” The Commander’s face became flushed. “Um, is there any cure? An antidote?”
“A blessing from my beloved,” she said with heavy-lidded eyes.
“What kind of blessing are we talking about? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Thick, virile semen.” Implacable closed the distance between them, her lips grazing his cheeks before nibbling on his ear.
“Is that so?” The Commander cleared his throat. “Maybe we should consult someone like Guichen before we make any haste decisions. She’s an expert in the occult, you know?”
“Now is not the time.” Implacable’s hand reached down for the Commander’s belt, unbuckling with expert dexterity. Her hot breath ran down his neck, raising goosebumps all across his body. “Will you grant me your blessing?”
“Isn’t there a more appropriate place for this? I mean, the middle of a church. Isn’t this sacrilegious?”
“We are absolving me of sin. Nothing more sacred, Commander.” She eased the Commander into a pew with a hand. Her seductive figure stood over him, backlit by the sun. She was angelic, otherworldly. A goddess of beauty and lust and love. “Besides, this is the quietest place I could think of. No one will interrupt us. We have more than enough time.”
“J-just how long is this going to take?”
“Hours.”
“H-Hours.” He gulped. “You know I have a meeting at 1200. Might have to continue this some other time.”
“No worries. I’ve already informed Miss Belfast. Your schedule has been cleared.” Implacable slithered downwards, kneeling between legs. Her hands roamed over his body. Resistance was futile. The Commander was painfully hard, overwhelmed by the nun’s pheromones and irresistible body. Implacable unzipped his pants and took his cock into her soft, delicate hands. She gripped him tightly and began to tug and stroke his length. “I apologize for my behavior, Commander. I am not wholly myself right now. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want this. I think you do too. Heehee.”
“I-It’s okay. I, uh, it’s just so sudden.” The Commander slumped into the pew, surrendering himself up to her. He relaxed his muscles and sucked in a breath as Implacable’s delicate fingers worked their magic on his dick.
Implacable, slowly, trailed her tongue up the length of his cock, and planted a kiss on his crown. “Mmm, so tasty. This will definitely lift my curse.”
“Hope I’m alive to see it,” he moaned.
“Then I shall pray for your safety.” Implacable smiled, then brought her lips to the tip of his cock, kissing it. Her soft lips tightened around his sensitive head, and she slid her mouth up and down. The Commander’s cock throbbed in sync with his heart. Her mouth was so warm and wet, he felt himself melting. He gripped the wood of the pew with both hands. Staring at the crucifix adorned atop the altar, he pondered if heaven was real. Was he already there?
Lewd slurping sounds filled the church. He placed a hand on the back of Implacable’s head as she bobbed up and down on his swelling shaft. Her plush lips sucking his very soul. Sometimes she’d smile up at him, stroking his length while she teased his tip with her tongue. All the while her lusty eyes never left him.
Implacable was much sluttier than the Commander had ever imagined. Well, not slutty but practiced. Perhaps a little slutty. He still found it difficult to believe. To be on her knees, doing something so taboo in a place of worship. So wrong, yet so right. She certainly seemed to be enjoying it, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him hard.
“Implacable… I’m really close,” he said through gritted teeth. “You’re way too good at this.”
Mischief twinkled in her eyes. Implacable held the base of his cock with her hand. She engulfed him entirely, his tip kissing the back of her soft, silky throat. She ramped up the speed, overloading the Commander’s sensitive glans with flicks of her tongue. His cock burst, sending hot cum into her wanton mouth. Pleasure pumped again and again. Implacable swallowed every drop, feeling her energy re-surge. “Oh, my god.”
“Mmmph, that’s blasphemy, Commander.” Implacable kneaded his heavy balls, and continued to blow him as his orgasm ran its course. She sucked until she began to hear the Commander whimper for mercy and she abided with a wet pop of lips, letting his cock plop against his stomach. Implacable cleaned him up with her tongue and then opened her mouth to showcase her dutifulness to him. “That was a big blessing, Commander. It was perfect. I feel rejuvenated.”
“Great, because I spent.”
“Perhaps this will help.” Implacable rose to her feet and moved the front flap of attire to the side. Her thong was sopping wet. Rivulets of wetness trailed down her thighs. The pink womb tattoo burned brightly. “I’m afraid the curse has not abated. Please, Commander, I need more of your essence.”
Her clothing dropped to the floor, revealing her voluptuous body to him. She turned her back to him and fell to her knees. Her big, creamy ass swayed back and forth, and her pink cunt glistened. Blonde hair draped to one side. The Commander’s nose twitched, the pheromones mixing with the scent of her sweat.
“You are the picture of perfection.” Rational thought left his body. He joined her, stripping himself of his clothing as the lewd nun watched him over her shoulder. Her big ass wobbled with a flick of her hips.
“Sate my cravings, won’t you, Commander?”
“I’m not sure anything can’t sate you. Damn, semon demon.”
“Demon? You hurt me, Commander. I’m only satisfying your primordial desires.”
“Only my desires?” The Commander grabbed her slender waist with both hands. His length rubbed against her thick thighs. His tip felt the wet warmth of her labia. He drew back and pulled her thick pale ass back against his hips, watching himself disappear into her again and again. She squeezed and rippled around him. She moaned as pleasure wracked her body.
Shocked, the Commander asked, “Woah, that’s all it took to make you cum?”
“Ahh- Oh my! Commander!” Implacable cooed. She shamelessly shook her hips. “Please… your cum, I NEED it now!”
“Heh, so eager. Aren’t you sworn to celibacy? Maybe I should savor it a bit.” He reached around to stroke her clit, teasing her.
“Pleaseeee.” “Oh, okay.” With one hand fisting the sweaty locks of her hair, he began to thrust himself in and out of her. Implacable arched her back as he drove deep, pounding her backwalls. He made her tits swing with each thrust. Putting all his strength and stamina into it, her ass rippled each time it collided with his hips. Primal and lustful, the Commander began to go faster, the sound of their skin slapping together becoming louder. “You’re so fucking tight.”
“What a -Ahh- foul m-mouth!” cried Implacable, her head dropping forward.
“You’re so fucking hot. Such a fat ass… and a godly pussy.” The Commander raised his hand and swatted her big luscious ass, eliciting a moan from Implacable. She threw hips back against him, devouring every inch of his cock. Grabbing her curvy hips, the Commander went into overdrive, pummeling her wet pussy, his tight balls slapping against her clit.
She came for him again. Throttling his cock with her silky walls, trying to milk him for his cum. Growing heavy and wetter. Even as she came, she needed more. The Commander tried to hold out as long as he could. “Yes, yes, yes! Cum! Cum inside me, Commander!”
With that cry of pleasure, the Commander unleashed his own inarticulate groan and came inside Implacable. He drove deep, making her squeal and shriek in utter bliss. Hot cum poured in thick bursts into her waiting womb. Her fluttering pussy kept squeezing him until he emptied his balls.
The Commander came down from his high and unsheathed himself. Implacable’s cunt was frothy and oozing his cum from her freshly fucked folds. Breathing hot, hard, and fast, Implacable eventually found the strength to turn herself over, propping herself up on her elbows.
“Did that do it? Has the curse been lifted?” asked the Commander in a moment of clarity.
Her womb tattoo still glowed, but it was faint. Implacable rubbed her wet pussy and fixed her heavenly gaze on the Commander. “Mmm, I’m afraid not. I require more of your essence, Commander.”
Implacable got on all fours and crawled towards him.
“Implaca-”
“Shhh.” Implacable shushed him with a finger to his mouth. She swung her leg over him, straddling the Commander. She whispered softly, “Relax, surrender yourself to me.”
“But-” The Commander’s protests were muffled as Implacable pushed her bosom in his face. She reached down and stroked his hardening dick. The sensitive skin turned the Commander into a whimpering mess, nuzzling himself into Implacable’s big, soft chest.
“Remember, I said it was going to take a few hours? Heehee.” She impaled her pussy onto the Commander’s cock and began riding him. She moaned loudly as he penetrated her.
***
“How do I look?” said Implacable, turning to the Commander once she was fully dressed.
“Like you just nearly killed a man.” The Commander laid slumped on a pew, his muscles sore all over. He tried to keep his mind off the saints depicted in the stained glass of the cathedral. Their eyes were too judgemental.
“I am grateful for your countenance, Commander. The curse no longer has its grip on me.” Implacable lifted her skirt to show the tattoo had disappeared.
“Oh no, the pleasure was all mine. Can’t believe you cursed yourself just for my enjoyment.” He gave her a weak smile. Truth be told, he had a much more exciting day than he had anticipated. “Though, gotta say I could get used to having a succubus nun around.”
“Heehee, there are a few incantations that might fill your throbbing… heart’s content. Would you like to learn them, Co~mman~der?” Implacable sat next the Commander, pressed her pillowy chest against his arm. She tapped her middle and index fingers in a playful walking motion up his chest. “Why don't we start with my favorite?”
The Commander tried to back away, eyeing the door. “I d-didn’t mean right now! Give me a little time to rest. At least let me get a glass of water! Implacable!”
His unspoken prayers went unanswered.