The Devil's Pact Pt. 25

But not my fingers.

My right hand slid from her waist, my fingernails scraping across her thighs. I brought them around and slid them up until I brushed her wet folds. I sucked on her clit as my fingers teased the lips of her pussy.

"Yes, yes, fuck me with your fingers."

I shoved two fingers into her wet, tight hole. Her flesh convulsed around me. Clenching, relaxing, caressing my fingers with her warm, juicy flesh. Her juices dripped down my hand as I pumped them in and out of her cunt. I loved the wet sound her pussy made. I savored the heat. I nibbled on her clit and pleasured her.

An idea popped into my head. I had once read about the G-spot. I thought it was a myth until Leah found mine last night. Could I find it inside of her? The article said it was along the top of the pussy. I think that was where Leah touched me. I curled my fingers, sliding around her flesh, gaging her reaction.

How would I know if found it?

"You naughty slut," gasped Leah. Her eyes widened. "Ooh, keep rubbing right there."

"Is that your G-spot?" I asked, attacking the place, rubbing my fingers hard.

"Yes," she gasped, her body spasmed. "Holy shit, you fucking slut! Yes, yes, oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum all over your face!"

She bucked atop me as I massaged the little bundle of nerves. She pulled on my hair, pressing my tight against her pussy, my lips sucking at her clit. She bucked and groaned, her pussy growing hotter and hotter. Her breasts heaved.

Leah came.

"Oh, fuck, fuck! Drink it! Drink my dirty girl-cum, you fucking slut!"

Her juices poured into my lips as her pussy squeezed and writhed about my fingers. She spasmed, holding on to my hair. I didn't mind the pain. My ministrations stirred the bliss bursting through her. It almost made me cum.

"You wonderful slut," she gasped as her orgasm died down.

Her chest heaved as she sucked in breaths. I rose and she kissed me hard, licking her spicy, tart juices off my face as we pressed our bodies together. Her nipples rubbed on my breasts. My pussy burned. I was desperate to cum.

My hips humped, rubbing my wet cunt on her skin. She moaned into the kiss. Her hands slid down to my clenching ass. She clenched her fingers on my ass as the stimulation rippled through me. Licking her pussy had brought me to the verge of cumming.

Rubbing my pussy on her thigh would get me there.

I undulated, grinding my pussy faster and harder on her flesh. I groaned through my teeth, sucking in deep breaths as my pussy smeared across her flesh. My clit slid across her silky flesh, my pussy clenching as the pressure built and built.

"Yes, yes, your thigh feel so amazing, Leah," I moaned, rubbing faster and faster. "Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum on your gorgeous leg. Can you feel how wet I am?"

"Yes, Rachel," Leah whispered tenderly in my ear, holding me tightly as I shuddered in her embrace. "Cum on me, slut."

"Yes," I moaned as her tongue licked my ear.

My pussy erupted. The pleasure washed through me. I pressed tighter against her body. Our nipples kissed as my juices gushed out of my pussy, soaking her leg. I groaned and gasped. My eyes rolled back into my head.

"So good. Oh, Leah, yes."

"I can feel your nasty juices running down my leg."

I shuddered a final time, slumping into Leah's embrace. I felt so warm and happy. And loved.

Chapter Two

When the Holy Vizier laid eyes on the Living Gods, she knew her destiny had finally arrived. All her years of study had prepared her to serve Them.

--The Gospel of April 27:51

Samnag "Sam" Soun

I did not want to go to work on a Saturday. But I had to. Without my job at the Institute of Ancient Studies, a part of NYU where I attended as a grad student, I wouldn't be able to afford tuition or food. It made the difference that my scholarships lacked.

So I was up way too early. I was glad I didn't have to share my room any more. I even had my own bathroom. It was a small bathroom, but it was all mine. I showered and then stepped out, my petite body wrapped up in a towel. I dried off, combed my short, black hair and pulled on my silver-rimed glasses.

I know. Every Asian student wore glasses. There was a nearsighted epidemic.

I dressed, gathered my books--I was in the early stages in my dissertation on Akkadian cuneiform and its transition to the Phoenician alphabet--and headed out of my dorm, locking the door behind me. I took two steps down the hall when I heard something completely unexpected.

The unmistakable sound of a woman moaning in throaty pleasure.

My cheeks burned. I hugged my books to my chest and tried to ignore the sound. I made it two steps when motion caught my eye. A dorm's door was half open, giving me a perfect view of a bed and the two girls writhing together.

My eyes widened. Betsy had a girl I didn't know lying beneath her. My redheaded neighbor, a bi girl that didn't discriminate on whom she took to bed, pumped her hips, her ass clenching while her boobs bounced before her. She had a vinly harness about her waist, the straps disappearing around her ass and between her crotch.

"What is she...?" I trailed off, my eyes widening. I wasn't the most sexually active girl, but I knew what a strap-on dildo was.

Betsy fucked the other girl hard. She was Asian, though not Cambodian like I was. She was Korean or Japanese, her blue-black hair flying as she bucked and writhed into Betsy's thrusts. I stood rooted in place, my cheeks burning, unable to look away.

I wasn't one for watching porn, but I had watched hentai. I loved Anime, so it wasn't surprising that I had discovered the porn version of Japanese animation. When I watched one called "Parade, Parade" I discovered a new fetish--futanari.

Dickgirls.

Flashes of Betsy fucking not with a strap-on but her own cock burned through my mind. I squirmed my hips, fighting off my desires. I shouldn't be standing here thinking such lewd thoughts. What if they noticed me?

They would think I was a pervert.

But I kept watching. "Fuck me," moaned the Asian girl. "Pound me. Yes, yes. I love your girl-cock."

"Take it and cum, slut," gasped Betsy.

And then a door opened behind me. I let out a startled squeak and rushed down the hall to the stairs. I didn't want to get caught watching them. Betsy should have closed her door. I rushed down the stairs, my heart racing.

A new image popped into my head. Me with my own dick fucking the Asian girl. She would moan and gasp, begging to be fucked hard by my girl-cock. I grew so wet. I soaked my poor panties. Today would be a long, uncomfortable day if I had a hot pussy begging to be satisfied.

I did not have time to masturbate. I had to work on my dissertation.

* * *

Mark Glassner

"Well, well, well," I grinned when I saw the new Rachel, blonde and sexy, wearing a racy dress which showed off the married woman's curves. She clearly wanted to dress to please her husband on her honeymoon.

Only Mary and I were enjoying what should have been his. Damn, I loved my powers.

"You look gorgeous," Mary said, breaking away from me to kiss Rachel on the lips. My dick hardened as I watched. Mary licked her lips after the kiss. "Someone's been naughty."

Rachel blushed and glanced at Leah. "Well, I wanted to be wild this morning."

"You were," Leah giggled.

"Mmm, I could tell," purred Mary, her eyes almost devouring both blondes.

"Sir," 15, a black-haired bodyguard, said, "breakfast has arrived."

"Thank you," I nodded, then cupped her fair chin and kissed her on the lips.

15 shuddered in delight. All the bodyguard worshiped us. We brought Squad B along to guard us in New York City, leaving 23 and 24 behind to guard the plane while 15, 16, 32, and 34 would protect us in the city.

"Let's eat then get going," Mary said. "I want to get my hands on the book."

I nodded my head. The Magicks of the Book of Endor. Right now, Brandon was in Europe hunting it down. I had Doug Allard on the trail. I hadn't heard from him in a few days. I needed to remember to call him.

Breakfast was a simple affair: buttered croissants, coffee, strawberry in cream. We ate fast then Mary and I dressed. The bodyguards called down to make sure our limo would be waiting for us out front and we headed to the elevators.

I loved riding elevators ever since I fucked Violet in one.

The moment the doors opened, I grabbed the now-blonde bride and shoved her against the side of the wall. A smile crossed her lips as my hands grasped her smooth thighs and slid up her skirt, exposing her wet, shaved snatch.

"Your husband has no idea he married a blonde slut," I grinned as I pulled out my cock.

"I'll educate him," she smiled.

Before the doors even closed, I had my cock buried to the hilt in Leah's tight, hot, married cunt. I shuddered in delight as her flesh wrapped about my dick. She let out a loud, low moan, her cunt squeezing down on my cock.

"That's it, slut," Mare moaned beside me. She leaned against the wall. Leah knelt before Mary, the chauffeur slut's head buried beneath Mary's skirt.

The bodyguard's smirked as the doors closed.

I fucked Rachel hard. I pounded her cunt as the elevator lurched down. A hot, fast fuck. Quick. My balls already boiled. The excitement of screwing a bride while riding the elevator, not knowing if the elevator would stop and we would be watched made my blood boil.

"I'm going to cum hard into your cunt, slut," I hissed into her ear. "You'll enjoy my seed dripping out of your cunt when you go back to your husband. I had your cunt first on your honeymoon."

"You did," she gasped, humping against me.

"You're a nasty fucking slut, aren't you?" I growled, my balls smacking into her flesh. "A nasty, married slut!"

"Yes, yes!" She panted. "Fuck my newlywed cunt!"

The doors to the elevator opened and there was a shocked gasp. I looked to my right and smiled at an older woman with a younger, eighteen--mother and daughter. My dick ached as a shocked, horrified expression crossed the mother's face.

But it was the daughter's flushed red innocence, her blue eyes wide-eyed awe, that made my balls boiled. She was eighteen. Was she a virgin? Probably not. But she had never seen a man fuck another woman so hard. So powerfully.

"She's staring at us," Rachel moaned. Her body trembled.

Her cunt exploded about my thick cock as I kept pumping. Her flesh massaged my dick. She gripped me tight, humping against me as her head arched. Her moans echoed through the elevator. Such a beautiful sound.

"Oh, fuck!" Rachel gasped. "I'm cumming! Oh, fuck! Oh, yes!"

Did she say it for the watcher's benefit. Did she want the mother and daughter to know that she was cumming? Did she want to advertise to the world how much of a cheating slut she was? The daughter responded. Her hips shifted. Her nipples hardened, denting the fabric of her blouse. We made made the barely legal beauty wet.

I almost called out, and then the doors closed.

"Fuck," I grunted as the elevator lurched down. I thrust one last time. My cum exploded out of me. I grunted and gasped as her pussy milked out every drop. My vision fuzzed. The elevator reached the lobby as the final blast of cum shot out of my dick.

"Damn, that was good," I groaned, pulling away.

"Uh-huh," gasped Rachel, my cum running down her thighs.

"See," giggled Leah, her face smeared with Mary's juices, "you are a blonde. Look at all the fun you had."

Rachel joined her in laughing as Mary and I strolled arm-in-arm through the lobby, our bodyguard around us.

* * *

Rachel Goldstein-Blum

The excitement of the elevator fuck dwindled in the limousine. The ride became boring. Mark and Mary stopped being the adventurous couple that had claimed me on my honeymoon. They transformed into tourists.

They gawked as they experienced their first trip to the city, getting excited at all the sights. I had been to New York many times, I even worked in the city once, so I didn't have the same sense of excitement at seeing the famous landmarks of Manhattan.

I was itching to fool around. I had a pussy full of Mark's cum just begging for Mary or Leah or even one of the bodyguards to lick out of me. I rubbed my hands on my thighs, glancing up front where Leah drove, wishing she was back here eating me out.

I let out a frustrated moan.

Mark and Mary didn't even notice.

"Oh, my god, we have to go there, Mark," Mary gushed. "It's so tall."

"Yeah, Mare," he grinned.

I sighed and leaned back in my seat.

They hadn't told me where we were going, but I didn't expect their destination to be New York University. I blinked as we stopped before NYU's campus. Leah climbed out, running around to open the door for Mark and Mary. I hesitated.

Should I go with them?

"Leah, you and Rachel can stay with the limo," Mary said. "32 and 34 will guard the vehicle."

"Okay," I said, glancing at Leah and smiling at her.

Mary giggled and then took Mark's arm. 15 and 16 appeared from their cop car--it was exciting having a police escort--and the four of them walked into the college campus as Leah slipped into the limo, a big grin on her face.

I wasn't disappointed that I was left behind. I had Leah with me. She slid down the seat and we kissed hard, passionate. I moaned, holding her. I had missed the adventurous blonde girl for the ten minutes we were apart. And, as her tongue was exploring my mouth, I wondered if I was falling in love with Leah.

But I loved Jacob, right? I certainly missed Jacob and part of me wished he was here. Could I love two people at once? Would Jacob understand my new feelings? Or Leah? It was all too confusing, and Leah's tongue was too wet and warm in my mouth to think straight.

I shuddered, savoring the heat of her body as it was pressed up against me. Then her hand found my breast, groping me through my top. I shuddered as she pressed me down onto the padded bench, sliding atop me.

"You're so beautiful," Leah whispered, her lips moving to nibble at my ear. "I just feel so safe with you."

"What are you saying?"

"Ever since I laid eyes on you, I can't get you out of my mind," Leah answered, her hand slipping down the front of my breast and cupping my tit. "I know we just met, but, I just feel so close to you."

Was she falling in love with me, too? My heart boomed in my chest. What should I do? "I...I feel close to you."

"Good." Leah pulled my dress down to expose my pale bosom. She groped my naked breasts as she scooted down my body. "Good." Then her lips sucked at my nipple.

"Mmm, your tongue feels so nice," I moaned as the pleasure rushed through my body. I squirmed and undulated on the seat, my head swimming with excitement.

"Wait until my tongue's in your pussy!" she said with a wanton smile.

"I can't wait," I purred as she kept nipping and sucking at my tits.

She made love to my breasts. That was the only word for the lavish attention she paid to my small mounds. Her tongue circled my areolas. I groaned and shuddered. My eyes fluttered back into my head as I let out soft sigh after soft sigh. She had such a wonderful, teasing touch. I squirmed beneath her, stroking her hair, loving her.

The excitement built. My pussy, flooded with Mark's cum, clenched. My thighs writhed together, smearing the delightful mess together while she kept playing with my sensitive breasts. Her fingers stroked me. I had so many wonderful nerves in them.

"Leah," I sighed, my tongue fluttering. "Mmm, yes, Leah. You are so delicious. Oh, wow. Oh, yes."

"And you have such beautiful..." She sucked hard on my right nipple. "...gorgeous..." She sucked on my left nipple. "...tits."

I gasped as she sucked hard on my right nipple again. Her lips nibbled on the nub between hard sucks, then she moved back to the left. My back arched with each suck. The tingling sensations ran straight down to my pussy, making me squirm and grow wetter and wetter.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes," I groaned. "Oh, wow, that's good. I think...I think I'm going to cum."

"Good," she moaned.

Her fingers pinched and rolled one nipple while her mouth made love to the other. I squirmed on my seat, my moans echoing through the limo. It rocked as I moved and undulated. I hoped pedestrians walking by realized we were being naughty in here.

I could hear them walking by and see their shadows on the tinted windows. My neck arched. Joy burst through my pussy. My nipples both ached as a small orgasm rippled through me. I groaned and gasped. My eyes fluttered as the pleasure burned through me.

"Leah, you're so wonderful."

"Ooh, you have such sensitive tits," Leah groaned. "I've never cum just from having my tits played with."

"I'm lucky," I panted as the pleasure washed through my mind. A huge smile crossed my lips. I laid there, letting her move my body.

She slipped to the floor and pushed my thighs apart. I sat up and slouched, my ass on the edge of the seat. She shoved my skirt up and let out a gasp as she stared at my pussy. I looked down, my pussy and thighs stained with white jizz.

Leah smacked her lips. "Mmm, you're all sticky with Mark's cum. Let me clean you up."

I shook and gasped as her tongue licked up my vulva. Her tongue dug into my folds, teasing me. I shuddered on the limo's seat. Moans escaped my lips as she cleaned up Mark's cum as it leaked out of my married pussy.

I was such a bad wife.

I closed my eyes, enjoying her tongue. I bet she would love to suck Jacob's cum out of me. I pictured Jacob growing hard as he watched Leah devour the creampie he made in me. I would smile at my husband, his dick ready to fuck Leah. I would mouth, "Fuck her," as I shuddered on her lips.

Then Jacob would fall to his knees behind Leah. He would fuck her so hard. He would thrust his cock into the whore's depths while I writhed on her. My husband would discover such joy as he fucked and plowed the slut's pussy.

His moans and grunts would grow. He would be so sexy as he fucked her. Then he would slam into her cunt and unload his cum. Leah would moan so loudly into my pussy, cumming as Jacob filled her to the brim. Then she would be dripping with his pussy.

And I would get to lick her clean.

I moaned, seizing Leah's blonde hair, pulling her hungry mouth tight against my pussy as I imagined the sight of Leah's pussy dripping with Jacob's cum. A feast baked just for me. I would spread her open and bury my tongue into her cunt, gathering salty jizz and spicy pussy. I banquet I could dine on forever.

I knew right then and there that I would have to share Leah with my Jacob.

"Oh, Leah," I moaned as the pleasure swelled through me. "Oh, yes. You wonderful slut. Oh, God, I love it. Lick up all the cum. We're going to have so much fun together. Me and you. Yes, yes, yes."

Her fingernails dug into the cheeks of my ass as she moaned into my cunt. I humped against my blonde lover. I bit my lip, loving my wild honeymoon. The limo rocked as I thrashed. I screamed out my bliss as my orgasm burst inside of me.

"Drink it all down," I moaned. "Oh, I love it when you lick me, Leah." I almost shouted out, "I love you."

Leah moaned, tonguing me, keeping my orgasm alive. Just because I came didn't mean she had to stop eating my pussy. She had Mark's jizz to find in my depths. She kept exploring, her tongue diving deep, making sure she found every drop of Mark's spunk while the bliss burned through my body.

My head lolled, staring out the tinted windows at the passersby. They had no idea a pair of wild, blonde sluts were inside having so much fun.

* * *

Mary Sullivan

"Look at them," I purred as Mark and I crossed NYU's campus. "Mmm, I bet they know how to suck cock and lick pussy."

Mark's hungry gaze whipped around to the pair of barely legal coeds sitting on the steps of a building. The pair laughed as they ate prepackaged yogurt in small cups. Their mirth drifted over while their breasts strained their tops.