Knocking up the Naughty Nun (Breeding Pregnancy Fantasy Priest Erotica)

When Sister Maria realizes that being a nun isn't what she thought it would be, she devises a plan to get kicked out. That plan includes seducing a very horny Bishop who will take her hard and without protection.

Excerpt:

I paid absolutely no attention to those stuck-up nuns who thought they ran the place. Instead, I calmly walked to the confessional, aware that all eyes were on me. Without hesitating, I swiped my finger across my bare leg and brought the Bishop's juicy cum to my mouth and licked it off, smacking my lips loudly as I did.

I was the newest nun at the rectory, but I wasn't cut out for this shit. I needed fucked. Badly.

Fortunately, the priests were all too happy to give it to me. Hard. Unfortunately, some of the other sisters saw me as an upstart horning in on their territory. Fuck them! I just wanted to get knocked up.
And that I did, I smiled to myself.

I heard the whispers over the click-clack of my high-heels. I didn't give a fuck what any of those old biddies thought of me. I just wanted out. Now that I was pregnant, I would have my wish.

"Ah, Sister Maria!" The priest on duty at the confessional greeted me as I ducked into the cramped space. "How nice to see--"

"Let's cut the bullshit, Jimmy," I smiled.

Jimmy wasn't as new as I was, but he wasn't an old hand, either. Jimmy was a good guy, but - like me - wasn't really cut out for all this bullshit.

"So," he glanced around and lowered his voice, "did it work?"

I nodded, a smile creeping at the corner of my mouth, "like a charm." I felt the Bishop's squishy cum slosh around in my ovulating cunt and the heady smell permeated the small room.

One of the old biddies walked by and I raised my voice, "forgive me father, for I have sinned."

Jimmy saw what I was looking at and quickly wiped the smile from his handsome face until she was out of sight. He was as nervous as could be and I laughed at his antics.

"So, tell me what happened," he pulled his dick out of his pants and began stroking himself. "Don't leave anything out."

*****

"Well, it all started last night when I snuck up to Bishop Jacobson's room and waited for him to turn in," I said, my cheeks flushing as I realized we were probably being listened to.

"Go on," he urged, his cock not quite hard, flopping around in his hand.

"Well, I undressed and waited in his bed."

"Did he notice you when you came in?" He asked eagerly.

I shook my head. "No. I watched him pour himself a glass of whiskey, read the bible and then take a shower before climbing into bed."