The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 3: Winter - Sex Stories

The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 3: Winter

... Oh, fuck! I need it! Give it to me!” My body quivered, the pleasure billowing through me. I arched my back, Nevada's mouth engulfing my right nipple. Her tongue swirled, adding more sensations to the growing swell of bliss. It crashed through me. “Doctor!” I moaned as my orgasm burned through me. “Oh, yes! Oh, yes!” “I'd say everything's working out,” purred Nevada. “Patient is very responsive to stimuli.” “And her pussy is tasting healthy,” the doctor nodded, lifting up her head, her lips shiny with juices. Nevada leaned over, kissing the doctor on the lips, tasting my juices. “Umm, definitely healthy. Now's my favorite part.” The Doctor moved away and Nevada pushed her lips against my pussy, her tongue flicking through my cunt for a moment, then they wrapped around my urethra. Doctor Savitri claimed they could tell if something was wrong by the flavor of my pee. But I think Nevada was just a pee slut. Her hand reached out, stroking the gentle curve of my belly. My bladder was already filling full again. I shifted, relaxed, and groaned as my pissed flowed out. Nevada swallowed, savoring my nasty, salty urine. “Oh, yes,” moaned the doctor, hiking up her skirt and running her hands through her pussy. “Drink her pee like the dirty slut you are.” My eyes were fixed on the doctor's pussy, her cinnamon finger dipping into her dripping hole as my piss flooded Nevada's mouth. I shuddered, humping my hips, eager for her to drink down every drop of my passion. “Filthy whore!” hissed ...

... the doctor, her finger flying through her pussy. “Flood her mouth! Give the fucking slut what she needs.” Nevada moaned as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful, her eyes flashing up at me, full of happy desire. My piss petered off, her lips sucking down the last few mouthfuls. Then she latched her mouth onto my pussy, tonguing through my excited flesh. Dr. Savitri shuddered, cumming on her own fingers as another orgasm swelled through me. I humped my pussy into Nevada's eager mouth, my toes curling, and then a wonderful, shuddering cum rippled through me. “Yes,” I sighed. “Yes, yes, yes!” “Mmh, delicious,” panted Nevada. “She tastes so healthy.” “Good,” Doctor Savitri smiled, straightening her skirt. “You can run along dear.” “Yes, Doctor,” I smiled, leaning down to give Nevada a kiss on the lips, tasting my acrid piss. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thursday, March 27th 2014 – Sheriff Caleb Barends – Boise, ID “I'm glad you survived,” Governor Cantrell said when the meeting wrapped up. “Going to need you to keep a firm hand on the southern part of the state.” I grinned, giving the Governor a nod. I had spent the last four months quarantined in my home. The worse winter I've ever lived through. I never caught Wormwood, but it killed half my deputies. Luckily, I had Corina to keep me company while I was trapped in my house. And about half-way through the plague, I added Vicki and Amanda to my household. Their dad had died of the Wormwood along with their older brother, and I ...