Chastity Fiction Novels & Stories

**Story 16: The Breeding Festival** **Chapter 2** The roar of the crowd was deafening. Serena lay on her back on the cold stone altar, legs still spread obscenely wide, her body glistening with sweat and the cum of five powerful men. Her pussy throbbed and leaked a steady river of thick seed down her ass crack onto the ancient stone. Her full breasts heaved with every ragged breath, nipples hard and sensitive from being pinched and sucked.

She wasn’t sure if it was still red from his hand but if there was a mark, Chastity wasn’t beneath getting close and personal to check it out. “No? Your face is telling me you did something with him. Spill it!” Chastity was on her knees now bouncing on the sofa like they were sixteen again and talking about losing their virginity. She was clutching her hands in front of her face excitedly, her eyes luminous behind her false lashes. “He kissed me.” She downplayed what happened. “He kissed you?” her blue eyes were wide and mocking, “like a peck on the cheek, thanks for helping my granddad or tongue down your throat I want to fuck you the minute grandpa isn’t around?”

THEME - PRIEST AND NUN sex Sister Agatha's cheeks were red and flushed. She had been caught red-handed with her fingers buried deep within her wetness, caught in forbidden pleasure. Two older nuns, Sister Margaret, and Sister Eleanor, had stumbled upon her in the chapel, her habit hiked up around her waist, her moans echoing off the stone walls while her fingers pumped in her pussy. She had been so lost in it that she hadn't noticed them approaching until they dragged her by the arm.

It was a chastity device. ********** *********

She was quiet, moving with surgical precision as she located the tools that would comprise my punishment. “Stand.” she said flatly, without looking at me. “Yes, mistress.” I said, rising so she could pull down my shorts and underwear. “Of course. You would be baby-dicked.” she said through laughter, dropping down in front of me to apply a chastity cage. “This is so you don’t take too much pleasure in what I’m about to do to you.” “Yes mistress.” I said, staying still as the cage was fastened and locked. Jessa had a keyring with as many keys as a school janitor, and I could only imagine what types of torture devices she had lurking around.

Her hips buck involuntarily, seeking more friction, more pressure, more anything from his maddeningly teasing touch. Nnnnghh... Mikhail, please... *she whimpers, dignity forgotten in the haze of lust clouding her mind. Tears of frustration prick at the corners of her eyes as he denies her the release she craves so desperately.* I can't... I won't... *But even as she says it, she feels her resolve crumbling, melting away under the onslaught of his skillful ministrations and dark, seductive words.* *The last of her resistance dissolves as he continues his relentless assault on her senses.*

Nathan bucked up, cumming hard inside her, ropes of seed mixing with the remnants from before. Riley pushed back onto Kai's cock in her ass, fingering her pussy to orgasm, her body shaking violently. Kai pulled out and came across her back, thick streams landing hot on her skin. But the statues demanded more, the voice urging continuation. Tyler flipped Khelani onto her back for missionary now, sliding back into her cum-filled pussy, thrusting slow and deep. She wrapped her legs around him, kissing him passionately, emotions raw as they connected beyond the curse. Chelsea straddled Damien in cowgirl, sinking onto his recovering cock, riding him with urgent bounces, her small tits jiggling. D

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

He slowly led the way to the big couch, his eyes going from my boobs to the red g-string I had on. "I know you always get lost in those books of yours, don't think I haven't seen the kind of things you read.." he paused, my cheeks flushed as he made me sit on the couch. He got down on one knee in front of me, his hand still around my waist. "And I know your little head has cooked up fantasies.. fantasies of what you want to experience, of what what you want me to do to you." He paused and lowered his head to my drenched panties, taking a long, seductive whiff.

With the door to talking about sex cracked open, she added, "I enjoy a good sexual fantasy as much as the next woman, I guess. Which genres of stories do you like most?" "Normally it would be the hot-wife stories," Cheryl answered, "But I was reading a really hot incest/taboo story there the other day where the characters happened to be named Darlene, James, and Shannon." She looked Darlene in her surprised eyes and with a suggestive grin she added, "It's hard for me to imagine that's just coincidence. Did you write that story? Is that your taboo fantasy I was reading?" Darlene was a bit taken aback by her friend's blunt question, but her tone and the look on her face were certainly not judg