All Chapters of Steamy Sessions: A Rosy Forbidden Collection: Chapter 201 - Chapter 209

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Breeding Nuns 7

Everybody else murmured some degrading comment or another at me, telling me about how hard they were going to fuck me and how much they were going to cum inside me, how they’d always wanted to make me their little cumslut. No part of my body was left untouched by the time I got to the table with the stirrups Their hands explored my breasts, my pussy, my asshole, every inch of my firm teen flesh was given over to the men of my life. There was only one thing I was allowed to respond with. “Please give me your semen, Master.” I said it over and over again. By the time my feet were being put into the stirrups, I believed it myself. Father Hamilton adjusted the stirrups until my legs were spread almost painfully wide while our milkman and my swim coach pinched my nipples and countless hands trailed around my bellybutton, forced their fingers into my mouth and ass, explored my entire body. Father Hamilton stepped between my legs. My pussy was teenage-tight but the position of th

Breeding Nuns 8

It was apparently enough. I felt my slippery folds pushed aside, making way for his huge cock the same as the crowd had parted when we entered this very room. I moaned as my labia were stretched to their limits around his massive girth and that seemed to relax my throat enough for the cock trying to force its way in there to make some headway. I was treated to the sensation of a cock sliding down my throat, in my pussy, in each hand and what felt like a finger in my asshole. Hands were everywhere, I could hear heavy breathing over the louder sounds of my own throat working around Principal Owens’s invading manhood. At last there was no more cock to descend into my throat, a heavy set of balls with salt ’n’ pepper pubic hair rested on my nose and a few moments later the sliding sensation between my legs halted with a faint bump of cock head against cervix and the brush of scrotum on my ass. I had a cock in each hand and I was sure several more were rubbing against me along with

Breeding Nuns 9

I mumbled something around his relentlessly pumping cock, I wanted to tell him that this is what I had wanted too… I had just been trapped by the idea of ‘how things were supposed to be done’ when we met. Of course, with his hard dick pummelling the back of my throat, none of that message really came out in the form of words, but I think he got the gist of it. I wanted his cum, he was my master, and that was all that was important. With Stephen’s rigid erection sampling the depths of my throat I couldn’t look down to see anything else, I could still feel an insane number of hands and lips all over me, squeezing, pinching, sucking, nipping and Father Hamilton’s ever-pounding cock shaking the medical table and everything on it, namely me. I could see the wall behind Stephen, beyond his swinging balls that slapped my face every time he bottomed out his cock in my mouth. I could see the shadows of the group of men fucking me cast on that wall as if a bright light was illuminating u

Drugging Love

“Right on time. Your sister said you were dependable, but thanks for coming on such short notice, and on your birthday no less,” said Mr. Rowland as he ushered me through the open door. “It’s no problem! Laura said you were great to work for and The Family Values Foundation always likes to hear about any extra responsibilities I take on.” I shrugged, “It’s not like I’m a party animal anyway.” The door closed behind me and Mr. Rowland gestured down the hall. “Just head through there on the right to the living room. And, yes, The Family Values Foundation. They’re the ones who’ve awarded you the scholarship?” “Yes, full ride! I still can’t believe it. I mean, technically it’s not finalised yet, but they’ve said it’s as good as in the bag.” When I entered the living room, I had expected to see the kids there glued to the screen. Most of the kids I talked to at the library where I worked said they wanted to go home and play the latest game, sadly. In this case, they were nowhere

Drugging Love 2

After a moment’s hesitation, I did what he suggested. He didn’t move his arm, so I ended up resting my head on his shoulder. It should have felt weird, but all I could feel was relief to have his steady body to lean against. The heat of him was comforting and I only startled a little when his hand casually dropped on to my shoulder as if he was my boyfriend. “Such a pretty name, Love,” he said softly. “Thank you,” I murmured, confused by how happy-squirmy his praise made me feel. “Not a common name around these parts, how did your parents decide on it?” “Ummmm… I think they saw it on a travel brochure for Paris… they never went, but they brought Love to them!”“That’s nice. They must love you a lot, must really want you to get that scholarship and go be the first in your family to make it to college, huh?” “Yup,” I said. “Well, I think there’s something you need to see.” Mr. Rowland reached to the other side of him with his free hand and picked up a remote I hadn’t noticed

Drugging Love 3

Mr. Rowland slowly leaned in, pulling my face away from the TV so I turned towards him. I instinctively resisted a little, but it only re-fish-lipped my mouth as if I’d learned about kissing from a cartoon set in an aquarium. The closer he came, the harder my heart beat and the more I hyperventilated. This wasn’t supposed to be how my first kiss went. A fraction of a second before his lips touched mine, I started to protest. “W-” It was too late, he was kissing me. My first kiss would be in the record books forever as with a guy maybe triple my age who I was supposed to be babysitting for, while a video of my sister covered in sperm played in the background. Our lips finally parted, but my heart sank when I saw Mr. Rowland’ stone-faced expression. He didn’t look satisfied. Not even close. “Maybe you should go. I think I need to bring this to Hugh’s attention straight away. Tonight. You’re clearly not interested in making this right so you can get that money.” I blinked

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“Please… I can’t do this…” I panted. Mr. Rowland snickered a little and yanked on my hair, making me look up and away from him as if I was exposing my neck for a vampire. Instead of biting me, I felt the pressure of his hard cock lessen against my sex, but my relief was only momentary, as his hand cupped me down there and I felt his fingers at the edges of my panties at either side of my crotch. I tried to close my legs, but he was still between them, so I got nowhere other than giving him a playful little squeeze. I moaned at the feel of a man’s fingers so close to my most carefully guarded treasure, then blushed furiously with embarrassment at the moan. A second later, Mr. Rowland’ fingers were in my open mouth, wet with my own juices. I tried to force them out with my tongue, but only succeeded in sampling the flavour of my own body’s aroused betrayal. “Taste that? That tells me you can and will do this.” Mr. Rowland smeared my own saliva and pussy juices around my

Drugging Love 5

While his mouth toyed with my nipple, I writhed around as much as my body would let me, which wasn’t much with how dazed I was feeling and with my arms trapped behind my back. I felt his hand trace down my navel and seek out the waistband of my panties again. This time, he didn’t stop there. His fingertips slipped under and started exploring my soaking wet slit. After only a few seconds he was slick with my sweet juices and started circling one fingertip around my clit. Nobody had ever touched me there before, and the tingling I felt wherever he touched me was like a spark in a powder keg there. I exploded. Overwhelming euphoria turned the swirling world into a kaleidoscopic hallucination and my whole body shook with the intensity. Every muscle in my body contracted and released with the waves of pleasure, but nowhere more so than my pussy, which positively fluttered with bliss as if it was trying to massage something that wasn’t even there. The ecstasy forced a tear to r

Drugging Love 6

“Fuck yes you can, I don’t care how tight you are, you’re fucking taking it.” With one hand pressing down on my stomach and the other presumably guiding his hard length, he pushed forward. My pussy lips were pushed aside as he advanced, only made possible by how wet I was. Even so, I was stretched so tight I thought I was going to break. I whimpered and moaned, tried to use my one free hand to back away, but I went nowhere. Slowly but surely, Mr. Rowland took what he wanted from me. Eventually, it couldn’t be said he was trying to get his cock in me, he was in me. The tip of his cock met the token resistance of my hymen and he paused. I went completely still except for my heavy breathing, not wanting to provoke him to go any further. “Never forget this moment, Love, when you gave me your virginity. You are mine forever.”“N-” Mr. Rowland thrust forward enough to break through my barrier and then resumed his slow, inevitable, advance. It had seemed impossibly big when he

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