The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 2: The Sheriff of Caissa County - Sex Stories

The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 2: The Sheriff of Caissa County

... Ghost had boasted how he had Happy wrapped around his cock, revealing that she loved to cuckold her husband. Now she did it openly. A hunky man walked behind her, one of her many lovers. “Hello, Mrs. Roberts,” I politely nodded. “Are you falling into this panic?” Happy asked, eyeing my cart. “Yeah,” I said, giving her a sheepish grin. “You haven't ever come back to the revival since you started dating Marybeth,” Happy sighed. “Don't you know how the revival has changed? We don't look down on lesbians anymore. We welcome them.” She put her hand on my shoulder. “I love being with women. Even before the Living Gods showed us what true love was.” She gave me a wink. “I'd love to share my devotion with you and your delicious tits.” “Well, I, uh, haven't felt the need. Marybeth and I do a lot of loving.” She gave me a grave look. “You are one of the faithful, right?” “Of course,” I lied. “You're still not hung up on that dastardly Ghost.” She shook her head. “He was a disgusting Warlock. I'm so glad the Holy Slut Alison ended his life.” Bitch! I wanted to claw her eyes out. She had the Ghost's child growing inside her and used to be a complete whore for him. Now she hated him. I kept my cool. “No. I'm not still hung up on him. I...er...love the Living Gods.” I did until I swore to the Ghost and was freed from Mark and Mary's disgusting powers. Happy's hand suddenly yanked up my cheerleading skirt. I gasped, my naked pussy on display for the hunky guy with her. He leered at me, ...

... licking his lips. I pushed my skirt back down, giving Happy a glare. “What are you doing?” “Just making sure you're following the precepts.” She lifted her skirt up, showing off her pussy covered by a thick, brown bush. “I'm always ready to fuck, right, Zack?” “Yeah,” he grinned. “My brother-in-law has some nice tackle.” Happy patted Zach's bulging jeans. “And Bella and I taught him how to use it proper. Wanna give it a try?” “Uh, no thanks. I'm in a big hurry.” “You sure? He's quite good. I know you're a cock-hungry slut. All you cheerleaders are.” Her hand pushed beneath my skirt, petting my pussy. I shuddered, my eyes closing. A few guys stopped to watch, grinning as I moaned. “Cheerleader slut,” one guy called out. My nipples dimpled the front of my black top as her fingers probed my pussy. I was still dripping wet from the orgy and her fingers were breathing life back into me. She stroked my clit with her thumb as two fingers worked into my depths. “You have such a hot cunt,” Happy smiled. “I bet you want to just bend over, pull up that pleated skirt, and let one of these hunky guys go to town on this twat.” “I...” I wanted to say no, but the faithful were supposed to be about free love. I glanced at the guys, all grinning at me, bulges tenting the front of their pants. I couldn't fuck them. I was the Ghost’s. I swore myself to him just an hour ago. I couldn't let them fuck me. But I had no idea how to get of this mess without doing just that. Happy's fingers dug in faster, ...