The Devil's Pact Side-Story: Leah's Reunion - Sex Stories

The Devil's Pact Side-Story: Leah's Reunion

... You're not a dirty, filthy whore. You are a strong, beautiful woman. You are our wife.” “You don't hate me?” “How could we ever hate you?” I kissed her cheek. “Jacob and I love you with all our hearts.” Leah sobbed between us, clinging to me like a helpless little girl, her tears hot on my neck. Jacob's arms were wrapped around the both of us, his lips gently kissing at the nape of her neck. Leah poured her terror, shame, disgust and her self-loathing into my neck while I gently stroked her brown hair. “It's over, baby,” I cooed. “It's all over.” “I'm...not...dirty?” she sobbed, her words punctuated by hiccups. Jacob, cupped her chin, turning her head and kissed her gently on the lips. I joined them, our lips and tongues tangled with each other. The kiss was pure as fresh snow; a loving melding of three people, three souls. A smile broached Leah's face, beautiful despite being tear-stained and blotchy, and giggled, “Jacob's been hard this entire time.” “Sorry,” Jacob muttered. “It's the...uh...pill.” “I bet you’re so hard it hurts,” Lean purred. “That's not important,” he dismissed. Leah wiggled her hips, his cock must be pressed against her ass. “Why don't you slip that wonderful shaft back into my hot ass and make love to me.” “Gladly.” Jacob's grin was broad and I chortled. “You're such a guy, Jacob,” I fondly smiled. “Always thinking with your cock.” “But it's such a wonderful cock,” Leah giggled. “And it...oh yes...feels so wonderful inside me.” “Well, you do have a ...

... point,” I pretended to consider. “It does feel wonderful in my pussy.” Leah raised on an eyebrow. “Only your pussy?” “It feels wonderful in all my holes!” I declared. Leah stroked my face, and grasped a strand of my hair, twirling it about her finger. She tugged it, bringing my face closer, so she could give me a kiss full of passion and tongue. Her hands reached behind me and squeezed my ass, pulling our pussies tight against each other's thighs. She moaned into my lips; her cunt shoved against my thigh as Jacob thrust his cock into her ass. “Oh, Gods,” he groaned. “Sweet Mary, that's a beautiful feeling.” Jacob's every slow stroke pressed our flesh together; her cunt was wet, juicy with passion, and her clit was hard with throbbing arousal. Her hands kneaded my ass as I worked my hips, finding a rhythm with Jacob's thrust, and we made wonderful love to our wife. My hand slid from her thigh, brushing her plump ass cheeks, and up her side, groping her pillowy tit, before repeating the journey. Jacob's hand found mine, and we roamed her body together. I broke the kiss, moaning, “My beautiful wife! My pussy's on fire for you.” “Are you going to cum?” Leah asked me. I humped harder against her. “Yes!” I hissed. I was climbing that peak, nearing my glorious release. Every thrust of my hips and juicy rub of my cunt on her silken thigh propelled me higher and higher up the orgasm peak. “Cum for me, my love,” Leah purred. “Oh, Gods, your thigh's driving me wild!” “What about me?” Jacob ...