All Chapters of SQUIRTS SHOTS: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CHAPTER 1 I knelt on the hard wood with my dress pushed up to my waist and my legs spread wide. The priest in charge of the holy cathedral sat before my opened pussy, and nodded his head that I should start my confession. “Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” I began with shaky voice. “I didn't do it purposely, Father. My husband has not fucked me in more than a year. He takes other women and even my own cousin, but he never touched me. So I… started doing bad things….” Father Ren who looked like he was in his 40s cleared his throat. “Bad things like?” “I…I finger myself every night right next to him in bed.” Guilt reipped through my body. “I push my fingers in…” Father Ren looked up, our eyes met. “How many fingers, child?” “I started with two, then three fingers inside my cunt and fuck myself hard. I rub my clit until I cum and I bite the pillow so he doesn’t hear me.” I confessed shamefully. “I don't know if I can ever be cleansed, Father.” “Nothing is below the God’s

I hesitated even as Father Elias locked the confessional door. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears. “Father Elias… this is madness. I just came from confession with Father Ren. I’m still… I’m still full of his cum. This is wrong. What if he finds out? What are you really trying to do?”He turned to me, those sharp dark eyes gleaming in the faint candlelight filtering through the lattice. “Exactly that, Tanya. I want to taste what he left inside you. Ren thinks he can claim every lost soul with his cock and a few harsh commands. But I can do it better and deeper, cleansed… not just used.”I stepped back until my back hit the wooden wall. “I shouldn’t. I’m married. This is already too far. I came here for penance, not… not this.”Elias stepped closer, his voice low and persuasive. “Yet here you are, legs shaking, another priest’s seed running down your thighs. Don’t lie to yourself. You need this.” He gently but firmly took my hand and guided me down onto the cushioned

I froze right there on the marble platform, still dripping with oil and cum, my legs shaky. My heart slammed against my ribs as the sisters rushed me toward a heavy tapestry on the far wall. “Quickly, hide!” Sister Veronica whispered, pushing me behind the thick fabric just as footsteps echoed down the corridor. I pressed myself against the cold stone, my dress barely pulled down over my naked, glistening body. Cum from both priests still leaked slowly from my sore pussy and ass, making my thighs sticky. Oh God, I hope no one finds me like this.Through a small gap in the tapestry, I could see as the heavy doors opened and Pope Gregory XVII entered the Inner Sanctum.Behind him walked six stunning women dressed as nuns. They were all mature, hot MILFs with full, heavy breasts pushing against their tight habits.How could a priest walk with these kind of nuns. Their bodies were curvy and tempting, my mouth watered.My pussy clenched with fresh need as I stared at their big tits a

I’ve been aching for my boss for ages. At night I lie in my bed, legs spread wide, fingers buried deep in my dripping cunt, fantasizing about Jake Brown fucking me senseless. I imagine sucking his thick cock until it throbs against my tongue, then feeling him slam every inch into my tight, hungry pussy. I've lost count of how many times I’ve shoved my vibrator inside me, pumping it hard while moaning his name, pretending it’s his fat dick stretching me open and flooding my walls with hot cum. My name is Giana. I’ve been Personal Assistant to CEO Jake Brown for two years. Jake is a sharp, commanding 40-year-old with a rock-hard body and those piercing blue eyes that make my knees weak and my knickers soaked. He told me straight up that he keeps everything professional — no fucking the staff. But that hasn’t stopped me from craving him like a desperate slut. I’m 32, petite, size 8, with a tight little body I keep dressed to tease. I want him so badly it hurts. I want his mouth

I was really not looking forward to Julia’s daughter coming to stay with us. Xander’s sister Julia has always been what I consider a slut and every time we have been to visit them, I have gotten the same impression from her daughter. It turns out that what I consider a slut may be a little harsh. It was five am on a Sunday when Xander left for the airport to pick up Diva, his sister Julia’s daughter. Julia had some legal issues that were going to keep her unable to take care of Diva. Xander and I couldn’t have kids and he jumped at the chance to be Diva’s guardian while she attended college. I guess I should have understood, after all, it was his niece. When they pulled into the drive, I cringed. Diva was always a brat and I knew nothing had changed. As they got out of the car, I noticed that she had really grown up. She was still just a young girl, but was physically showing all the signs of womanhood. I was immediately jealous. Her body was exactly what Xander was attracte