I was at church on Wednesday night. Church was such a boring place to be but I was forced to go again. Every week was the same boring shit about sin and hell. And it was another boring night as usual. However while I was there someone caught my eye. There was a girl with blonde hair looking at me. I really didn’t know how to react. I waved but she didn’t do anything other than smile. After another minute of her just staring at me I lost interest and just went back to listening to the sermon.
When it was over I looked back over to where that girl was but she was gone. I looked around but there was no-one. Deep down I was kind of sad but I didn’t say anything about it to my family that was with me.
That night I couldn’t get her out of my head. She was so fucking hot. I should’ve done something. I could’ve given her a flirty wink or something other than nothing. My regret kept me up for hours. Out of nowhere a noise came from my window.
I carefully creeped over to my window. The night sky made it difficult to see anything that could be out there. My anxiety got the better of me, causing me to close my blinds and go back to bed. Peacefully, I drifted into a pleasent sleep. Until another, louder noise hit my window. In a fit of rage I got up and opened my window. Night air blasted straight into my face, sending chills through my body. I looked left and right for anything but nothing was there. Furiously I walked away wanting to just scream out all of my frustrations, when a figure entered my room through the window. I panicked and fell to the floor. The figure took off their jacket and revealed themself. It was the girl from earlier. She wore a black shirt with very short jean shorts on. Her lips were coated with blue lipstick and she had a pentagram necklace on.
“What are you doing here?” I silently screamed, trying not to wake anyone up.
“A girl comes into your room and you really care why they’re there?”
“Yes!”
“I saw you earlier and wanted to talk to you.”
“Why me?”
“I’ve watched you for weeks and you need some fucking fun.”
“What? I’m fine.”
“No you’re not, you need to loosen up. I know you hate going to church every week and just want to let out all of your frustrations.”
“What? No I’m happy.”
“Is a happy person crying in their room alone at 1 in the morning?”
“That wasn’t… no I’m fine.”
“You’re fucking miserable, I just wanna have a little fun, don’t you?”
“Well maybe a little.”
“I know you want me.”
“Well… yeah you’re right.”
She put her arms around my neck and whispered into my ear,” Come on, it’s just a little sin.”
“Well, I don’t even know your name.”
“I’m Cara Delevingne, now take off your pants.”
“We can’t.”
“Why not?”
“My family is sleeping on this floor.”
“Fine, you’ve got ten minutes. I’ll be in the basement waiting. If you don’t show up, then I’m leaving.”
She left the room and I began to doubt whether I should go down there. Jesus wouldn’t want me to do this. But it’s just once, and nobody has to know.
I stepped into the basement and saw Cara on the bed, completely naked. For some reason I began shaking.
“You chose wisely,” she giggled, before getting up and strutting over to me. Her hips moved in such a sensual way that I’d never seen before. Cara pressed her chest up to mine.
“You’re about to break some commandments, Jeremy.”
“I… know.”
“You are a sinner.”
“I know.”
“You will give into me.”
“Yes I will.”
“So do it, or is Jesus going to stop you?”
“No he won’t.”
“Prove it.”
I grabbed her waist and locked our lips together. She reached down and grabbed my cock through my pants tightly. My tongue made its way into her warm mouth and our tongues collided. Cara let out sinful moans that only encouraged me to be more aggressive. In a move that was nearly involuntary I firmly grabbed her ass with both hands. I fully expected her to stop and walk away but Cara only kissed with more desire. This was what sin felt like, and I wanted more. All of the things I was told were wrong felt so right and no-one was going to stop me.
After two minutes of this Cara stopped and went back towards the bed. She had perfectly smooth skin and a seductively curvy body. Her legs looked like they were designed by God himself, but were now being used for less than Christian things. She got up on her hands and knees and giggled. Giving into temptations, I ripped my clothes off and ran over to the bed, immediately ramming my cock into her warm pussy. The tightness of her cunt was even better than I could’ve imagined. We were in a doggy style position, which let me see her body perfectly. Every want and desire I’d ever had was being given to me, and it felt incredible. All of the Satanic things I had ever stayed away from was given to me on a silver platter and it won. Cara laughed and began moving in rhythm with my thrusts. My hands were firmly gripping her ass. Finally breaking all the rules I’d been told to follow at church felt so good. Giving into what I desired most in my own home with a girl I just met gave me so much pleasure.
“Fuck, don’t stop!” She screamed in pleasure.
Cara moaned loud enough to alert the neighbors but I didn’t care. Both our bodies became moist with sweat only adding to the lust I had deep within me. Her pussy was pouring out liquid that lubricated my cock perfectly. I was no longer the good Christian I was earlier tonight, I was a dirty sinner and Cara was my master. I nearly came but I stopped myself. Cara turned around quickly.
“Why are you stopping?”
“I… Almost… Came,” I struggled to say, falling on my back. Cara crawled over next to me.
“You can cum wherever you want,” she whispered into my ear.
“Cara, are you the devil?”
“If I was would that stop you from fucking me?”
“No.”
“Maybe I am.”
Cara crawled in between my legs. Shs grabbed my seven inch cock and placed them in between her small tits. Quickly, she bounced up and down using her sticky saliva as lube. Pleasure ran through my body. Each move from her felt like lightning striking me, sending Both of my eyes in to the back of my head. Without warning me she stopped and gently placed her mouth on my cock and began sucking on it. Her blue lips smeared all over my wet cock. I involuntarily began thrusting into her throat, yet she showed no sign of gagging. The sound my cock in her throat only added to the erotic nature. With my right hand I gripped her messy hair and thrusted even more. Saliva rushed out her mouth and onto my heavy balls. She bobbed her head back and forth and spun her head when she went back down. Our eyes met and any shame I felt for this night left me. With one final thrust I shot my load into her throat. Cara backed away as I fell onto the bed feeling completely drained. She got right next to my ear.
“See what a little sin feels like?” Was the last thing she said to me before leaving me. When I looked to see where she went I couldn’t find her, and I’m still waiting for the night when she returns.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/e2bx7e/cara_delevingne_the_slutty_sinner_mf