The Devil's Pact Ghost of Paris Interlude Chapter 4: The Goddess - Sex Stories

The Devil's Pact Ghost of Paris Interlude Chapter 4: The Goddess

... every time he buried into her throat. Smack! Stinging pain shot through my body; a strong hand had spanked me hard. “You givin' the slut a ride, Big Hoss?” “I reckon so,” rumbled a gravely voice. “Though I ain't too keen on sloppy seconds, so I reckon I'll just use her cornhole. A girl this wanton must've had a cock reamin' her backdoor before.” A thick cock's head—not as thick as the Black man's, but still plenty thick—searched for my asshole. He slid around and then found it, pressing against my tight sphincter. I couldn't wait for the surge of burning pain and tingling pleasure. “Here I come, slut!” Big Hoss whooped, then drove his dick deep into my ass. I moaned in joy at the mix of sensations, making Darleen wiggle her sweet hips, pushing back against the invading shaft. Such wonderful pain and such glorious pleasure. “Fuck, the little slut loves it!” moaned the man reaming my mouth, his fingers tightening on my face. “She's moaning like a bitch in heat! Hot damn, if that doesn't feel nice on my pecker. You're gonna get a huge load of my cum, slut!” I groaned in anticipation, forcing Darleen to suck harder, delighting in degrading the girl. She'd remember every second of this night, baffled by her behavior, and forever stained by it. The cock in her mouth swelled, and then coated her tasted buds with salty cream. “Yes, yes, yes!” groaned the guy. His cum was so thick as I swallowed. Then my mouth was free and the man stumbled back, shoving his cock back into his pants. ...

... The outraged woman stepped up, lifting her skirt and shoving her panties to the side. Her pussy was adorned with a thick bush, and they felt like silk on my cheeks. “Lick me, slut!” she groaned. “If you can pleasure my asshole boyfriend, then you can give me a nice cum!” “God, that's hot,” her boyfriend laughed. “You enjoyin' this?” “Hell, yeah, babe!” “Well you ain't gonna see it again, I'm kickin' your ass to the curb!” She tasted tart. I dug Darleen's tongue deep through her folds, swallowing her juices as Big Hoss pumped his wide cock in and out of my ass. Such delicious, wicked, depraved sensations rolled through me. I drank in all their adoration. Big Hoss and the lady humping her pussy into my face kissed over me, and the boyfriend cried out in protest. “Stop kissin' my girl.” “She kicked you to the curb,” rumbled Big Hoss. “Can't blame me for scoopin' her up now that she's free.” “That's right,” she purred. “You got a thick cock. I wouldn't mind giving it a try!” Big Hoss pumped faster. “Let me just finish up in this slut's ass, and we'll head on outta here!” “Umm, that sound's nice!” she purred, her fingers stroking my hair. “Let me get off. This slut knows how to eat pussy. Better than some assholes I know!” “Fuck you!” her former boyfriend sulked. “Not anymore!” she moaned. “Umm, eat me slut. Give me a nice, big cum! Ain't had a good one in a while. Had me a limp dick!” She humped her pussy into my lips, using my vessel as a masturbation aide. She just wanted to ...