The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 4: Illusions - Sex Stories

The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 4: Illusions

... her tight snatch. Upstairs, we entered a small room. There was a bed and two mattresses on the floor. With thirty women living in the same house, the dykes were cramped for space. The three of us fell to the nearest mattress, sharing a three way kiss as their hands went to work undressing me. “Oh, Sheriff, you always bring us the best toy to play with,” purred Heather as she pulled my pants and boxers off, my hard cock popping out. She stroked my cock, a mischievous smile on her face, then she bent over and sucked my cock between her delectable mouth, working up and down on it. I groaned, stroking her face as Lizzy's fingers worked the buttons of my shirt off, a big smile on her face, her braces flashing on her teeth. Naked, I looked at the two girls, Heather's mouth bobbing fast on my cock, and shook my head. “That won't do, sluts. I'm naked and your fine bodies are still clothed.” “You're right, Sheriff,” Lizzy nodded, grabbing the hem of her loose, maternity dress, and pulling it over her head. The eighteen year old was naked beneath. She was lovely and petite, her belly swollen and round. Her breasts were perky, upswept and topped with puffy nipples. Between her thighs, her pussy was a tight slit covered by a sparse, trimmed bush. I could smell her sweet excitement. My cock throbbed harder in Heather's mouth. “Let me help you, Heather,” Lizzy smiled as the redhead kept sucking me. Lizzy reached beneath, unbuttoning Heather's dress. She pulled, the shoulders slipping ...

... off to reveal Heather's dangling, plump tits. A moment later, her round stomach was exposed. Lizzy kissed down Heather's back as she pulled the dress off. When Heather's ass was exposed, Lizzy bent down and began licking and sucking the redhead's asshole. Heather moaned in enjoyment around my cock. I loved this. I had such power. I could do what I wanted to these girls and no one could stop me. I could even hurt them. I froze. No, that wasn't allowed. The Gods commands pressed on my mind. I couldn't hurt them unless they were evil. And they weren't evil, just hot, pregnant sluts. But grabbing Lizzy by the hair and dragging her about wouldn't hurt her. Just like spanking her fine ass would only excite her. Every slut loved to be spanked no matter how much they cried. “Stop sucking, slut,” I growled. “I'm ready to fuck.” Heather lifted her mouth off. “Who?” I stood up and grabbed Lizzy's black hair, yanking her mouth from Heather's asshole. She yelped in pain; my cock throbbed harder. I dragged her across the bed and smacked her ass. “On your knees like a bitch.” “Yes, Sheriff.” There was fear in her voice. I savored it. I knelt behind her, giving her ass another slap. The stinging crack resounded through the room. She yelped, my handprint red across her ass. I grasped my cock and thrust into her pregnant, eighteen-year-old cunt. She gasped, her eyes widening, thrusting back into me. “Oh, Sheriff. You're so big!” “Just the way you love it, slut,” I laughed, pounding away at her ...