LOGINIt was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen. With each thrust I pinched at myself until I felt another orgasm just out of reach. There was no denying that Father Hamilton was shining with a strange and bright white light now, I had to close my eyes against it, beautiful or not. The light shone through my eyelids, filtering through the thin barrier and ending up a reddish brown to my closed eyes and still his majestic cock sawed in and out of me at a feverish pace. My body strained for the promised pleasure, so close now, and I ceased being a passive partner in the sex. My pussy gripped at him, eager to extract the ecstasy I knew could be mine despite the enormous girth. I heard him grunt in response and felt a moment of elation as a modicum of power became mine before my orgasm hit me, washing away all thoughts and all but the most basic emotion of lust. I opened my eyes and immediately shut them again. All that could be seen was the white light of Father Hamilton like I w
Once again Father Hamilton’s head disappeared out of view as he sat on the stool between my legs. Suddenly I felt his hot breath on my pussy and gasped. I struggled against the restraints, trying to inch myself lower and feel his mouth on me, but I was unable to move far enough. It was sensual agony in that immeasurable time with just that hot air hitting my most sensitive spot. Finally Father Hamilton ended my torment and I felt his lips softly gripping at my pussy lips, gently tugging again and again on each side and conducting that same thrumming heat into my body with every touch, driving me wild. My juices began leaking out from between my folds, smearing his lips, and subsequently getting spread all over as he kissed and caressed my sex. Suddenly I felt his hot wet tongue snake out of his mouth and slip into my tight teen tunnel. It was unbelievably long and plunged into my depths over and over again. My hips began to buck as it impaled me, like it was stoking a fire
“What should I do, Father?” My voice sounded strange to me, I could barely get my words out as I revelled in the sensation of his hands squeezing my breasts. My breasts? When had he moved his hands? I hadn’t noticed at all. I feebly raised one of my own hands to try and push him away but it dropped back into my lap. What he was doing felt so good, I couldn’t bring myself to stop him. “Mmmmm” A wordless noise of pleasure emitted from my mouth and my nipples hardened against my bra as he continued to knead my soft fleshy mounds. “I talk with God constantly, Trisha, and you have been chosen.” His words seemed to exist entirely in my head now, as if he didn’t even have to speak for me to hear him. “Chosen for what?” I breathed. “To build God’s army.” “I will... fight for God.” I said and this seemed to amuse him, the words that came back to me seemed tinged with merriment at my response, as if a kitten had done something cute. “No, Trisha, you will help me BUILD God’s army. I
It was a really strange sight when Father Hamilton was addressing a group of them. They stood in rows silently watching and listening. It reminded me almost of a military formation. I very rarely overheard anything he told them but he always seemed to end any of his speeches with ‘Our time is at hand, my children’ or some similar variation. I’d never seen such concentration from kids like that before but I rationalised it by comparing my own responses to his sermons, he was a master orator and I supposed it was only natural that people younger than me would pick up on that too. Perhaps the strangest of all were the daily inspections that Father Hamilton personally conducted on, as far as I could tell, every single girl in the course. Each morning, as soon as we were showered, dressed and had eaten, we were to line up in our huge dorm rooms at the foot of our beds and stand up straight as he walked through and looked at each of us carefully. Every time he walked past and look
Learning how to be a nun was nothing like I expected it to be. Everything had happened in a blur ever since Father Hamilton and his small group of nuns had toured several Catholic schools in my area on a recruitment drive earlier in the year. I’ll never forget the day they came to our school and set up a desk in a spare office for girls to sign up for their preparatory course for nuns. Their visit was announced in the middle of lots of other notices first thing in the morning. Most of the other girls didn’t seem to pay any attention to our teacher at all but I knew I’d be going to that office and signing up at the first opportunity. I was raised in a strictly religious home and I’d only ever dreamed of doing two things with my life. My secret ambition, the one my parents wouldn’t approve of, was to swim competitively. I was good at it, some of my friends had even remarked that I seemed to spend as much time in the water as I did on dry land. My other dream was to become a n
The room resonated with heavy breathing as Helen detached herself from my pussy and asshole, and climbed up until she was level with me. James followed her, keeping his dick in her little pussy for as long as he could and climbing on the bed himself. Helen climbed up until she was straddling me and she began sensuously licking my face, cleaning Stevie’s cum off of me. First she licked up my cheek towards my mouth gathering the largest load that had missed my mouth the first time and transitioned straight into a kiss. We transferred the cum back and forth between us, tasting it and feeling each other’s tongues until I swallowed it all. Helen carefully licked and kissed all over my face, cleaning me as if she was a cat cleaning her kittens. She looked up at Tom’s cock as I continued to stroke it and we both turned our eyes to him expectantly, hers dark brown and mine light blue while she cleaned and we kissed. I felt James’s hands under my knees as he raised them up over his shoul
Estelle`~I hurriedly scrambled to my knees. This was what I wanted, everything I wanted. He let me undo his pants and draw his cock out but he looked increasingly irritated as I did.“I can’t believe how much of a little slut you are.”I paused with my hand wrapped around his base. “What?”“You ca
Estelle~Rowan circled my clit again and again and then I was doing exactly as he commanded, coming so hard I screamed. He shoved the phone into my hand and bent me over the counter. I had just enough control to keep it pointed at the mirror as he grabbed my hips and drove into me, so much harder
Maxwell Wilde was everything I could ever want in a man. Perfect teeth, a whole foot taller than me, green eyes that looked like they could slice through glass, that low-key athletic build hidden under tweed jackets, and—best of all—the man was brilliant. Not just “oh, he reads a lot” smart, but pr
Estelle~ Time was no longer on our side and we both knew this wouldn't happen again. I shut my eyes, hating the gritty feeling of unshed tears. “God, Rowan. Do you have to question everything? Just bite me enough to leave a mark.” He hesitated so long, I suddenly wished I could see his fa







