My life in that convent was just as I had imagined. I had taken the vows of the order when I was 17 years old. of age. A

My life in that convent was just as I had imagined. I had taken the vows of the order when I was 17 years old. of age. At that age he had had no sexual experience, and When I say none I mean that she was totally a virgin. I can't say I wasn't curious about sex. Is Furthermore, after a year of being there, I couldn't help but look at my companions with some lasciviousness. When I passed in front of my companions' cells, more attractive I couldn't help but look out the tiny window. If in any Occasionally I would see someone half naked, my sex would be revealed and I would get wet all over. crotch. At that moment I felt super dirty and I had to go to pray a couple of our fathers. This was not a big problem, it was controllable by the moment. The trouble came when the bishopric assigned us a priest to Sunday mass. All my classmates and I were anxious to meet the priest. The day he came for the first time I couldn't hide my excitement. He was a tall man, brown hair, light eyes and shoulders and a torso that was too firm for what a priest is supposed to have. He was around 35 years old, I was already 21. During his first mass, I couldn't stop thinking about what I would hide under that cassock. He didn't pay special attention to me or so I think. The following week I was in charge of preparing everything for mass and help him with everything he needed. Before starting I had to help him put on the habit, to That was all "torture", I couldn't stop looking at his crotch and lump that was guessed there. He looked very serene. He went out to the pulpit and with a mechanical precision gave mass. After mass I picked up everything he had used. for mass, and I took him to the sacristy and there he was waiting for me. He ordered me to remove his cassock. I set out to do it. When I was lifting his cassock and at the height of his member he made a cheeky gesture with his waist so that my hand could touch his package. I pretended to be shocked, removing my hand and looking at him. fixedly. I had loved noticing his phallus, but I couldn't show it to him. He laughed and with a smile on his face he told me: Don't tell me this is the first time you've played something like this. No you become the tight one you were wishing for. I didn't know what to answer, but he didn't wait and lengthened One arm gently removed the hood of my habit and revealed my black hair and my fine face. I could hardly even look at him but it was turning me on. He lifted my face holding my chin. What beautiful eyes you have and what sensual lips. I didn't know how to react but I wasn't uncomfortable. All the sisters had already retired to their cells to pray. And there I was trembling, I still don't know if from fear, from shame or excitement. He was getting closer and closer to me. I could feel like his Repair was accelerating more and more. He brought his face closer to mine and then kissed my lips. Without me even realizing it, our tongues were playing inside our mouths. That was something new for me. I felt like the most woman special mute and had no qualms whatsoever. I noticed how his strong hands lifted the skirt of my habit. They moved their hands up my thighs and my sex boiled with pleasure. He squeezed my buttocks tightly with his hands while his mouth slid down my neck. The hairs all over my body were standing up. His furtive hands slid from my buttocks to my crotch Seeing that that passion was unstoppable and was going to lead to what that I had to derive, I approached his ear and whispering I confessed that it was virgin. He calmed me down and gave me his word not to do anything to me. I wouldn't want to. By then he had his hands on my sex and was sliding them by him very easily, that tide of flows had to be of use for something that came out of him. I wasn't far behind and I had his penis in my hands. He was totally hard and was as big as I had imagined. He put a finger inside me quite easily, My head was spinning and for a moment I thought I would faint. It wasn't like that, he started to move that finger in circles inside me. shell while he kissed my breasts, now exposed. For my part, I had already unbuttoned the buttons on his pants and his cock sprang from his underwear, looking at the sky, defiant. He turned me around and urged me to put my hands on the small desk He raised my skirt and I noticed how he plunged his sword of fire inside me My sex was burning. He could hardly bear the pain that his great cock produced me when it sank into my body, but at the same time the pleasure was immense. Not much care was taken either in the first attack or in the later. My pussy gave out and I started to enjoy it. Orgasms are were happening, hundreds of chills continually rose up my spine. Everything was great. Suddenly he stopped his swinging. He inserted a finger into my mouth, I started to fuck him as if it were a phallus. He put his mouth close to my neck and said: I hope you enjoyed it because now it's my turn. I was surprised but without giving myself time I covered my mouth. with his hand and I noticed how his cock hit my anus trying to pierce it. I resisted, until by force, that profane demon my ass. I couldn't scream, the pain was immense, it didn't stop, I I noticed how he enjoyed what he did. I don't know how long it was going in and out of my body. through the back door but it seemed like forever to me. He lowered the intensity of the thrusts until he stopped. He let me go and I fell to the ground crying, remaining on my knees. in front of him. At that moment a rain of semen fell on my trembling body. Without saying anything he buttoned his pants and left there. with an expression on his face that could very well have been one of satisfaction for the job well done. However, all I had to do was cry and lament. That dream had turned into a nightmare. There I was sore, dirty, knowing that it had been a mistake. I have never felt excited again, it is even more so today three Years after that I have the feeling that my body is still dirty from that seed of the devil. I will never be the same again, that is clear to me.