Incest/Taboo The Devil's Pact

I shuddered as her hands roamed my back, sliding down my bare skin, to the silky fabric of my skirt. Her fingers traced the edge before she pushed down farther to cup my plump ass through the thin silk of my short skirt.

Her touch made my pussy clenched. I returned the favor, squeezing her ass through her skinny jeans. Her butt-cheeks were firm and perky. Shannon liked to work out, her body so toned. I groaned, moaning into the kiss as we writhed against each other.

"Oh, my gosh!" Missy gasped. "What are you two doing?"

I broke the kiss with Shannon, leaving my older sister gasping for air, and reached out. I snagged Missy by the shoulder and pulled her to me. "We're just expressing how much we love each other."

"But...but," Missy started to protest, but I silenced her with a kiss.

Missy's mouth was frozen, her lips sealed in shock. I savored my younger sister's lips, pulling her lithe body against mine. I kept kissing her and moving my lips. Missy shuddered as her desire for me built in her body.

With a moan, she was overwhelmed and her lips parted, allowing my tongue inside her mouth. She tasted of watermelon lip gloss and chocolate cake. I savored it as our tongues caressed each other. My pussy heated up. I had both my sisters to play with tonight.

Missy's slim body pressed tight against me. I roamed her body with my hand. I slid up her side to cup her budding breasts, cupping her small tit beneath the white bodice of her yellow dress. She shuddered, her nipple so hard.

"That is hot," Shannon groaned as she watched us. "Oh, wow, I can't believe this is happening."

I could. I had dreamed about this ever since Lilith told us about the Mowdah ritual. To see people's auras, and therefor recognize a nun on sight, I needed to make one of my sisters cum and rub her pussy juices in my eyes. The lust had built all week long, and now I was eager to indulge in the taboo passion.

Missy's dress was held up by thin, shoulder straps. I slid it off her right shoulder and then off her left shoulder. I broke the kiss and Missy stood wide-eyed, licking her lips as I pulled down her dress. The dress slipped down her body, briefly bunching at her hips before it fell down to puddle at her feet. My younger sister stood nearly naked, wearing only a strapless, gray bra and a matching pair of gray, silk panties with a pink bow over her pudenda.

"Isn't she beautiful?" I whispered.

Shannon hugged me from behind and whispered into my ear, "Yes."

My older sister's tongue licked my earlobe. I shivered as the pleasure tingled through me. I could feel naked skin pressing against my back and hard nipples. I was too busy kissing Missy to notice when Shannon had removed her lilac top and bra. I pressed back, enjoying the feel of her bare tits.

My pussy burned between my thighs.

Missy trembled before me. "Mary...this can't be right."

"Shh, it's alright, babydoll. Nothing we do in this room is wrong. In fact, I'm going to make you feel so right."

"Okay, Mary," Missy breathed as my powers worked on her. She wanted to please me. She had to. I had made my Pact with the Devil for this power.

Missy jumped as I reached out and fingered her bra cup. Her skin was warm and silky. I slipped a finger underneath the cup to feel her supple flesh beneath. I was delighted to find the bra clasped in the front and deftly undid it, her bra sliding off her arms and shoulder to lie on the floor.

Missy instinctively moved her hands to hide her budding breasts topped with dusky nipples. Her tits were as freckled as mine, and her nipples were the same dark shade, although they looked slightly bigger than mine. I grabbed her hands and pushed them back down to her sides. Her nipples were hard with desire and her breasts rose as her breath quickened.

Missy licked her lips, staring wide eyed as Shannon kissed the nape of my neck.

"Don't you want to see our baby sisters pussy?" I asked over my shoulder.

"Ohh, I would love to," Shannon purred, consumed with incestuous lust. "C'mon, babydoll, let's see how cute your pussy is. I haven't seen you naked since you were four and you said 'big girls bathe themselves.'"

Missy shook her head. "I'm too embarrassed."

"You let Damien see your pretty, little pussy," Shannon cooed. "And stick his pretty, little cock in it. So don't be shy. It's just us girls, now."

Missy just flushed and looked down.

"Maybe if you saw your sisters' pussy that would make you feel better?" Shannon purred.

My older sister was taking charge. It was so sexy as she helped me seduce our younger sister into incestuous passion. I squeezed my thighs together. I needed to cum so bad.

"Okay," Missy nodded, her eyes wide.

Shannon pulled the zipper down the back of my dress. My tight dress suddenly loosened and slipped off my shoulders. I wiggled my shoulders and the dress slid down my body, landing in a pile at my feet. I was naked underneath, save for a black garter belt holding my black stockings up and a thin pair of black panties.

"Wow," Missy said in amazement. "You look sexy in those stockings."

"What a naughty girl," purred Shannon and she squeezed my plump ass with one hand. "But let's get you fully naked."

"Oh, yes," I groaned, hooking my fingers in my French-cut panties and pushed them off my hips, exposing my dripping pussy to my little sister's hungry eyes.

"You shaved your pussy hairs, all except that cute little heart," Missy whispered. "Wow."

"I showed you mine, baby sister," I said, "Let's see yours."

Mark Glassner

"Sean, you're my future father-in-law, so why don't you choose first," I grinned as I watched the sluts preen naked before us. They were eager to have fun.

Sean swallowed and glanced at me. "I...I haven't been with a woman since..." Since his wife left him. "I..."

I nodded. "Isn't it time to change that? Choose one and you'll have a night to remember."

"God, they're so beautiful," he groaned, standing up. His eyes flicked around them, and then he settled on Fiona. "The redhead."

I grinned. Did he want to fuck any of his daughters? Fiona had the tits of Shannon and the strawberry-blonde locks of Missy. I knew Mary didn't want to cross that line with her father, which was a shame, I would love to watch her with Sean.

It would be so fucking kinky.

"Mmm, you won't regret it, sir," Fiona's purred.

"No, you won't," I agreed.

Her blue eyes sparkled with lust. Fiona sauntered across the room, her breasts jiggling. Sean swallowed as she stopped before him. Then she pushed Sean down into the recliner and draped herself across his lap. Her lips glued to his, her mouth working. Sean sat there rigid, for a moment, and then his arms wrapped around her and he was kissing her back with equal passion.

"Fuck, this is really happening," Damien groaned.

"Yeah," I nodded. "Make your choice.

Damien grabbed Desiree. I wasn't surprised.

"Your tits are so big," he moaned. "Like Mrs. Corra, my math teacher." He slowly reached out and squeezed her big tit. "It's so...soft and yet firm."

"Not so hard," Desiree winced. "A women needs to be touched gently. At least, until you know when she wants you to be rough."

"Will you show me," he grinned, "how to please a women?"

"Of course I will, mi Hermosa," Desiree purred.

Sean was to lost in making out with Fiona to catch the implication of that statement. From what I gathered in the bathroom, Missy wasn't terribly satisfied with Damien's performance. The boy was eager, and Desiree was soon stretched out on the couch talking him through feeling up her breasts.

Thamina shyly went to George. Thamina always grew shy around strangers. Her strict, Muslim upbringing had shamed her from pursuing the desires of her body and, despite my commands liberating her, she still had a few hangups. George cupped her chin and gently kissed her until she stopped trembling. He sat her down in the other recliner, spread her dusky thighs, and buried his face into her pussy. Thamina moaned in appreciation.

George, it seemed, didn't need lessons in how to please a woman.

"Shh," Fiona hushed my future father-in-law, placing a finger on her lips as her other hand was busy with his pants. "Let me take care of you."

She rose and freed Sean's cock. His dick poked at the waxed lips of her pussy as she guided him into her hole, then she sank down. Sean shuddered and groaned, bucking beneath her, his face twisted in delight.

"Sorry," he gasped as he prematurely shot his load. "It's been so long."

"You don't need to apologize," Fiona purred, rising on his cock. He was still hard after cumming. A nubile, young woman could make for impressive, all-natural Viagra. "Now that the first one is out of the way, you'll last much longer."

"Sheesh," Sean muttered. "I've forgotten how amazing this was."

On the couch, Desiree was teaching Damien how eat a woman's cunt. She was stretched out, one leg thrown over the top of the couch, the other dangling off the side. Her large breasts heaved as she writhed and bucked on Damien's eager lips.

"Mmm, that's good. The clitoris is very sensitive, so be gentle with it. Yes, nice, slow rubs. Don't be afraid to kiss it and suck on it, but watch your...uuhh...your teeth!" she panted, playing with her nipples as Damien eagerly sucked at her pussy.

"This is better than I thought," Damien groaned.

"Trust me, a woman loves a man that can eat her pussy. Your little Missy will love it, mi Hermosa."

My cock was hard in my pants, and then I realized the flaw in our plan. Mary wanted to make love to both her sisters alone at first. She would text me when she was ready for me to join her. In the meantime, I was supposed to make sure her father and her sisters' boyfriends were distracted. They were. But we only had three sluts stay in the house. I should have had a fourth slut stay so I could have someone to play with.

I considered going next door where the other sluts were at. I smiled; they probably having themselves a fun, girlie orgy. I almost left when Fiona's writhing ass caught my gaze. Her cheeks clenched and jiggled as she rode Sean's cock. She had a free hole. And Sean would soon be my father-in-law, so we were practically family. Why not share a whore with him?

I walked over to the chair, my cock bumping into Fiona's ass.

"Are you...uhh...going to fuck my ass, Master?" Fiona panted, forgetting how to address me in front of company. Well, the cat was out of the bag, so what did it matter.

"Yeah, slut," I told her, squeezing her tight cheeks. "I'm going to ream your sexy ass."

I slid into her extra tight ass. Sean's cock filled her cunt, making her bowels into a velvet grip. I shuddered as I pushed deeper and deeper, thrusting the slut down Sean's cock. Fiona shuddered, her back arching as I filled her bowels.

"Yes, Master!" she purred.

"What--" Sean started to protest and Fiona sealed her lips over his, stifling his objections as she fucked us both, rising and wiggling her hips, finding a rhythm to pleasure the two of us. I matched her rhythm, my balls slapping into her over and over.

Fiona broke her kiss and panted, "Oh, fuck, your cock feels so good in my ass, Master. And Mr. Sullivan's dick feels so good in my pussy! Thank you, Master! Thank you for this wonderful joy!"

"You're welcome, slut," I growled as I pounded her harder. Fiona matched my rhythm, writhing in delight.

"Yes, yes, suck my tits!" Sean groped her breasts and sucked Fiona's red nipple into his mouth. "So good! Oh, yes! I'm gonna cum so hard, Master."

"God, your ass feels amazing, slut!" I growled, slamming deeper into her tight bowels.

"Mmm, do you love fucking my slutty ass, Master?" Fiona cooed. "Are you going to cum in my ass? Are you going to fill my slutty ass with your hot cum?"

"Fucking slut," I groaned, her words shooting right down to my balls.

My balls tightened as the tip of my cock ached. I fucked Fiona's ass as hard as I could, shoving her cunt down onto Sean's cock. My future father-in-law gasped in pleasure as Fiona's cunt slammed down on him over and over. I fucked her harder. I was so close.

"I'm gonna cream your ass, slut," I growled. My body tensed.

"Please do it, Master!"

My balls erupted. I buried into her ass, growling in delight as my cum spurted. Blast after blast flooded her ass. She shuddered, her body bucking as her own orgasm burned through her. Her bowels massaged my cock, and I bet her pussy milked Sean's dick.

"Oh, man!" Sean moaned as he thrust up into her, cumming in her cunt. "Oh, man! That's feels so good! It's been so long!"

"Mmm, yes! Pour your cum in my hungry cunt and asshole," Fiona purred. "Two men at once! I'm the luckiest slut!"

I smiled as I pulled out of her ass. I sank down on the ottoman and watched her ass clench as she shuddered, her orgasm reaching its peak. My dirty cum leaked out, dripping down her crack as she held the groaning Sean to her breasts.

"Oh, yes! Oh, yes! I love cum shooting in my slutty cunt! Yes!"

More cum was forced out her ass as she collapsed onto Sean. Fiona gasped her breath before she slipped off Sean's cock and knelt before me. Her hand grasped my dick and she licked up my shaft, cleaning her ass from my cock like a dutiful slut. My cock throbbed as her tongue reached the tip.

"Wow," Sean panted, lying back in the chair.

"You did good, slut," I grinned, stroking Fiona's hair.

Fiona sucked the tip of my cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling as she savored her sour ass staining my dick. I savored the pleasure and looked around the living room.

George was fucking Thamina now, leaning over her as the recliner rocked from the force of their fucking. Thamina's dusky legs were wrapped around his hips, pulling him hard into her cunt. Her headscarf was half hanging off her head, exposing her beautiful, black hair. The colorful fabric spilled across her breasts, a nipple peaking out from beneath a tasseled hem.

"Sorry," Damien apologized. I looked back to see Damien between Desiree's legs, his cum splattering her stomach.

"It's okay. Most young men are a little trigger happy," Desiree purred as she stroked his cock. "Mmm, you feel like you're ready to go again."

"Wow, you're wetter than Missy was," Damien groaned as Desiree guided her cock into her cunt. "Oh, fuck! How are you squeezing my cock with your pussy?"

"Kegals!" Desiree giggled.

"You feel so much better than Missy," Damien groaned.

"You just have to treat Missy right," Desiree murmured, "then she'll be a randy bitch for you. Besides, Master's going to show Missy how to treat a man. You won't be disappointed."

"I won't?" Damien asked. "How can she compare to you, Desiree?"

"Oh, that's sweet," Desiree purred and kissed him, wrapping her legs around his pumping hips.

"I'm serious, I think I love you," Damien panted.

"No, you don't," Desiree said, stroking his face. "You just love how my pussy's making your cock feel right now. That's lust, not love. Love is more pure, it's about just wanting to be with them. Enjoying their company. Helping them out. And missing them when they're gone. Its about trust and intimacy."

"I thought I had that with Tiffany," Sean suddenly said, rubbing his face. "God, I still miss her."

"Tiffany, that's Mary's mom?" I asked. Mary never told me her mother's name.

"Yeah," Sean sighed. "I don't know what went wrong. I thought everything was just fine. I mean, we fought sometimes, but it was nothing serious. I really thought she loved me and then...then she just changed. It was like she became a different person. Wild and lusty, wanting to have fun and party. I wish I could just hate her."

"Sorry," I said, feeling uncomfortable. "I don't know what I'd do without Mary."

"It's like a part of me was ripped away," Sean sighed. "Every day it hurts. Thirteen damn-long years and I still love her." He grabbed his wine and downed it. "Fuck, I must be drunk."

I pushed Fiona off my cock. She was surprised--it was rare I didn't let a slut suck me until I came--and then she took the hint and slid onto Sean's lap. She pulled Mary's father to her and he started crying. George and Damien were too lost in their fuckings to notice. Then, Fiona stood up, and led Sean to a bedroom on the first floor. Sean trailed after her like a lost boy, head hanging down, just stumbling behind her.

I squirmed at the sudden emotion. The poor guy.

Around me, Damien furiously pumped his cock in and out of Desiree while sucking at her big tits. George fucked Thamina hard, their groins smacking together with loud slaps and the recliner rocking. Thamina moaned in pleasure.

A burning hatred for Mary's mother filled my heart. Sean was great guy, and Mary and her sisters were great gals, and Tiffany just left them from some fucking musician. If I ever got my hands on Tiffany, I would leave her howling for all the pain she caused.

Sister Theodora Mariam -- Miami, FL

I sneezed as I climbed out of the cab.

"Bless you," Antsy giggled, sliding out after me.

I was glad to be out of the cab. It reeked of body odor trying to be covered by cheap, sour cologne. The cabbie, a black Haitian that barely spoke any English, spent the entire drive over to the Pirate's Rum Bar and Grill jabbering away in Haitian creole on his bluetooth.

The place looked pretty disgusting on the outside, the type of dive bar you can find in resort towns, and hoped it wasn't as bad on the inside. I spent too much time in dive bars when I was enslaved by Kurt Bronson, thirteen years ago.

Back when I was Tiffany Sullivan, happy wife and mother.

I closed my eyes, fighting off the tears as I thought of my husband. It still hurt to think of Sean, my daughters, and all that was stolen from me, but I forced the pain down. I was on a mission from the Creator. I needed to fuck Antsy, a girl that wasn't even slightly bi-curious.

I already had her half-convinced to have a threesome with me and a guy we picked up at a bar. It was the reason we were here. I needed to get Antsy in bed so I could perform the Prayer of Avvah on her and make her a trap for her brother, the Warlock Mark, to fall into.

Antsy strolled up to me dressed in a her tightest pants, low-hipped ass hugging jeans that had sparkling hearts on the back pockets, drawing the eye to her youthful curves. Her top was a loose thing, tied around her neck and lower back, the colorful cloth cupped her breasts and swayed and jiggled as she walked. Around her belly was a gold chain that drew her eyes to her exposed stomach. Her jeans were so low cut, her red thong was clearly visible wrapping around her hips and disappearing down the front and back of her pants.

The mom in me disapproved of her wearing such slutty clothing. The bisexual woman in me just thought how fucking hot she looked and how much I wanted to be those jeans hugging her gorgeous body. Delicious.

"This is so exciting," Antsy giggled. The girl had come to Miami to party and was eager to have another night of drinking, dancing, and hot sex with a stud.

"Yeah," I lied. I didn't feel excited inside. I felt suddenly homesick, but I was Sister Theodora Mariam, and I had my mission from God, and come hell or high water, I was going to fuck pretty little Antsy tonight.

With the Mowdah spell, Warlocks can glimpse the threads of fate that bind all mortals. Each of us are connected to the other, and through that spell they can witness these present connection as threads or chains leading off. The color depends on the condition of a person's soul: silver for a normal moral, gold for a priestess gifted with the powers of the Spirit, red for a Warlock who sold their soul, and black for a Thrall under the domination of a Warlock.

--excerpt from the Magicks of the Witch of Endor

Mary Sullivan -- South Hill, WA

"Don't laugh," Missy pleaded as Shannon and I gazed at her panties with hungry eyes. "I'm a late bloomer. I'm just now started growing hair."

"But your eighteen," I giggled.

"Mary," she groaned.

"It's okay, baby sister," I smiled at her. "I don't mind bare lips.

Missy nodded, her body trembling, her tiny breasts jiggling. They were so cute. I just wanted to cup them and squeeze them. Missy hooked her hands in her silk panties and pulled them down. I licked my lips in delight as her pussy appeared, adorned with sparse, red hair.

"You're so beautiful," I whispered.

I reached out, sliding a hand down her stomach. Missy trembled as I reached her fine hair. She felt like silk on my fingers. I moved lower and brushed her little pearl. Missy shuddered as I lightly grazed her clit.

"Mary," she moaned.

"You feel nice, baby sister," I purred as I slid my fingers down her wet slit.

"Wow, that feels good," Missy gasped. "Damien's always so rough when he touches me down there. But you are...wow, so good."

"I bet Damien is getting a lesson in how to please a woman properly," Mary answered.

"What?" Missy asked, her face scrunching. "You don't mean...?"

"Right now, my maids should be servicing Dad and your boyfriends," I laughed.

"What?" Shannon demanded. "George better not be getting serviced."

I turned, my hard nipple grazing Shannon's naked breast. "You're one to get jealous while fooling around with your sisters."

Shannon spluttered, "Th-this is different."

"Is it, sweet sister?" I asked, reaching out and unbuckling the belt that encircled her waist before I undid the button of her jeans. "Do you want to go downstairs and stop George from getting the same pleasure you're about to experience? That would mean we would have to stop having fun."

Her fly rasped down, exposing her panties. I traced the edge, waiting for her to answer. Shannon trembled, biting her lip as I slipped my hand into her panties. Shannon's pussy was shaved and wet. She shuddered as my finger pushed insider her hot sheath.

"No," Shannon gasped as I fingered her. "I guess, fair is fair."

Then she kissed me on the lips, her hand gently caressing my breast, rolling my sensitive nipple between gentle fingers. I moaned in delight, pumping my finger in and out her hot cunt as my sister's tongue danced in my mouth.

A soft hand grasped my butt, and Missy pressed up against me, her sparse pubic hair tickling my hip. She fondled my ass, her fingers digging into my flesh. Her hard nipples brushed my back, and her lips were wet fire as she kissed my neck.

"Fair is fair," Missy whispered. "I hope Damien learns how to please a woman."

I broke the kiss with Shannon to gasp, "Oh, I think Desiree will give him a lesson."

I had noticed Damien's eyes on the busty, Latina slut all night long.

Shannon captured my mouth again as Missy's lips touched my hard nipple, sucking it into her mouth. Pleasure shuddered through me. Shannon rolled my nipple as Missy sucked and licked, playing with the hard nub in her mouth.

Two sisters playing with me was so wonderfully hot.

Shannon's thigh slipped between my legs. The rough fabric of her jeans rubbed on my hot pussy. I groaned and writhed, smearing my pussy juices across her pants. My clit and labia burned with pleasure, spurring me to hump faster.

Missy released my nipple and giggled, "You're the only one not naked, Shannon. Fair is fair!"

With a yank, Missy pulled off Shannon's pants. My pussy throbbed as the sliding jeans caressed my labia and then my hot cunt was pressed on Shannon's bare thighs. I groaned, savoring the hot, silky feel of my older sister's leg.

Next, Missy yanked off Shannon's red, flimsy underwear. Only they didn't slid down Shannon's legs. The material ripped and Missy held up the torn panties. Shannon broke the kiss and pulled away from me in shock.

"Sorry," Missy whispered, a half-smile on her lips.

"Ohh, I'm going to get you," Shannon fumed and lunged at Missy.

With a squeak, Missy leaped back. But her the backs of her legs hit the edge of the bed and she fell onto the mattress. Missy bounced, her hair flying. Shannon was on her in a second. Missy giggled beneath our older sister's tickle assault.

Mark had to tried to tickle me once and lost. Little did he know the tough opponents I had faced growing up. Shannon seemed impervious to the strongest tickling assault I could launch while Missy, with her deft little fingers, could make even Shannon squirm.

I rarely stood a chance against either of them.

My pussy wept juices as I watched my sisters roll on the bed, their naked bodies flushed with exertion. Missy somehow got on top and pressed her advantage. Her fingers deftly tickled Shannon's side. Shannon seemed to be on the verge of yielding beneath Missy's assault, but it was a feint and Missy rolled off of her, howling in laughter, her face turning strawberry red.

"You...win!" Missy gasped. "I'm...sorry!"

"No you're not," Shannon said, continuing her deadly tickle assault. "But you're going--"

Shannon's words were cut off as Missy sat up, threw her arms around Shannon's neck, and kissed our older sister. Shannon's fingers went still as she melted against Missy. My sisters shared a passionate kiss, their bodies humping together.

God, it was erotic watching my sisters make out, writhing naked upon each other.

I slid my hand down to my wet cunt and slowly rubbed my flushed pussy. I caught glimpses of Shannon's pussy lips protruding and swollen with desire, and Missy's tight, girlish slit surrounded by wispy red hair. They ground their cunts together, discovering the joys of tribbing.

I reached out and pinched Shannon's toned ass. I needed to work out more. My own ass was so plump compared to how taut her butt felt. My ass was always a little too round, although Mark did seem to love it. But Shannon's ass was amazing.

"An hour at the gym a day," Shannon would always say every time I complained about her perfect rear, "and two hours on Saturday so I can be lazy on Sundays."

Shannon ignored my pinch and kept making out with Missy. So I goosed my older sister harder.

"Ouch!" Shannon gasped, rubbing her ass. "Bitch!"

"You guys seemed to forget about your other sister," I purred. "Lie back and let me finger you both to wicked orgasms."

I needed their cunt juices for a spell. I wanted to say it out loud, but I didn't have Mark's mind control powers, so it was safer not bring up the supernatural without him around. My powers only made women wild with passion.

I didn't want Mark's power. It was...too much. I have already been corrupted greatly by it.

"Sounds great!" Missy giggled, pushing Shannon off of her.

"Finger us," Shannon groaned, spreading her thighs.

Missy grinned and did the same, hooking her right thigh over Shannon's left, their pussies on display. It was such a delicious sight. I had both my sisters wet and ready to fool around. I groaned and knelt between them.

"Hmm, who to pleasure first?" I purred, licking my lips.

"Ooh, me first," Missy begged.

I grinned. She was the baby of the family and almost always got her way, so I bent down and kissed her dusky nipple. She had a fat nipple, bigger than mine despite her tiny tits. Missy moaned and cooed, but then let out a frustrated moan as I switched to Shannon's tit.

I sucked Shannon's nipple into my mouth. They were small despite her large breasts. I think her nipples were smaller than mine. I grinned, how weird that our tit sizes were in opposite orders of our nipple sizes.

"Mmm, that's nice," purred Shannon. "Nibble on my nipple, Mary."

I nibbled as I slid my hands down both their flat stomachs, reaching for the pussies. They both were wet and delicious. I teased them, tracing their sexes with my fingers, playing with their pussy lips, and occasionally brushing their hard clits with my finger. I made it seem almost by accident, delighting as they shuddered and moaned.

My fingers were deft. I lifted my lips from Shannon's nipple and watched them squirm on the bed. Their hair fanned out on the cover, Missy's strawberry-blonde merging into Shannon's fiery red. Their faces contorted and their thighs twitched. Both their breasts rose and fell. Their sighs were so sweet.

I grinned, my fingers sliding across slick vulvas.

"Please," Shannon begged first, "Please, I need more!"

"What do you need?" I asked coyly, circling her clit.

"Your finger in my cunt!" Shannon panted. Her hips writhed as I slowly stroked down her labia, nearing her hole, but not entering her wet depths.

"And what about you, babydoll?" I purred.

"Please, Mary," she whispered. "I need to...to..."

"Cum?" I asked.

Missy nodded, her eyes squeezing shut as her hips humped against my fingers.

"Say it!" I moaned. "Let me hear you beg, babydoll!"

"Please," Missy gasped, her eyes shooting wide open. Her fingers found her nipples, pinching and rolling them as she bucked her hips on the bed. "Please, stick your finger in my pussy. I need to...to cum. I need to cum so badly! I feel like I'm going to explode inside."

"Mmm, how can I say no to my sisters?" I grinned, moving my fingers down to the entrances of their pussies.

Both my sisters moaned together as I inserted a single finger inside their cunts. Missy was tighter, of course, and Shannon wetter. A stain formed on the bedspread around Shannon's ass as her juices practically gushed out of her excited cunt.

"So good," Shannon sighed in relief. "Thank you, Mary."

"Yes, yes, yes!" moaned Missy.

I slowly fucked the one finger into their pussies. My own pussy was on fire. I loved how delicious and naughty this was. Their pussies clung to my finger. I was inside my sisters, breaking all the laws of men.

I was beyond those laws now.

I slipped a second finger into Missy's pussy and two more into Shannon's. Missy was so tight, I didn't want to stretch her little pussy out. Mark's cock would be perfect for that. I plunged my fingers in and out both my sisters.

"Yes, yes, yes," Missy gasped as I rubbed her clit with my thumb in concentric circles.

She bucked on the bed and clapped a hand over her mouth to scream her orgasm into her hand. Just like she would when I shared a room with her. Often, Missy would start masturbating the moment she thought I was asleep, clapping her hand over her mouth to muffle her groans. It didn't work half as well as she thought it did.

I was always too embarrassed to talk to her about it, though. I bet she knew when I was masturbating, too.

"Oh, Mary. That was so delicious!"

I grinned at her. "Thank you, baby sister."

I pulled my fingers, dripping with her juices, out of her pussy. I resisted the urge to push them into my mouth and taste her incestuous passion. Instead, I brought my fingers to my right eye and smeared the juices on my eyeball.

"Mowdah," I chanted.

The spell cast. My Warlock Pact gave me access to magic. The energy burned across my eye as I completed the spell. I could recognize a nun now. I wouldn't have to worry if the next woman I fucked was really a nun trying to ruin my life.

Smiling for joy, I licked my fingers clean of Missy's fresh, spicy cunt. Incest was so delicious.

"Your turn," I grinned to Shannon and worked my three fingers faster in and out of her cunt.

"Let me help you," panted Missy.

Her slim fingers reached over and rubbed at Shannon's clit. Our older sister bucked and spasmed as we pleasured her. My fingers made a wet, squelching noise as I fucked them in and out of Shannon's cunt. With my other hand, I found Shannon's asshole and slipped a finger inside her bowels.

"Oh, wow!" Shannon gasped. "I've never...ohh...in the ass before."

"Ooh, Mark will love to hear that," I purred, fucking her cunt and ass with my fingers while Missy frigged her clit. "Are you going to cum for me?"

"Yeah!" Missy giggled, rolling on her side and reaching out with her other hand to play with Shannon's tit, pinching her dusky nipple between her fingers. "Are you, slut?"

"Yes," moaned Shannon, her body spasming. "Oh, yes. Both my sisters. So good. Mary! Missy!"

"Cum, cum, cum!" Missy chanted, over and over, starting out quiet, almost a whisper, and getting louder and louder. "Cum, cum, cum!"

Shannon bucked, her orgasm seemed triggered by Missy's chant. Fluid gushed out of her cunt, splashing my hand and soaking the bedspread. My fingers dripped with watery girl-cum. Grinning, I wiped her juices across my left eye.

"Mowdah." I muttered and felt the same energy rush into my left eye.

Shannon gasped for breath and Missy stared shocked at her pussy.

"Did you just piss yourself?" Missy asked.

"No, no," Shannon panted. "Sometimes I squirt, when I'm really excited. It's just pussy juices."

I stared at my sisters and noticed that the both had faint, silver outlines about their bodies. I concentrated for a second and silver nimbi surrounded my sisters. I blinked in surprise. Were they nuns? Fear hammered my heart for a brief second. No, they were my sisters. There was no way they were nuns.

I was just seeing their auras.

I touched Shannon's leg and saw threads shoot out in all directions from her. A thick, silver thread connected Shannon to Missy, another thick silver thread led off into the house. A thick, red thread seemed to fly at me and a thick, golden thread led off somewhere far away, to the south-east. Other threads, thinner than those four and all silver, led off of her.

I tried to touch one, but my hand went right through it.

When I touched Missy, the same thing happened, similar threads connected Missy to Shannon and to me. She had that same, golden thread that Shannon had, disappearing off towards the south-east. What was I witnessing? What else did this spell do?

I wanted to ask Lilith, but I didn't trust her around my sisters. And, to be honest, I didn't trust myself around her. Not after she tried to convince me to dominate Mark.

Missy grabbed my hand and pulled me to her. I lost my concentration, the nimbus shrinking back to the faint outline about her as my baby sister hugged me. Her budding breasts pressed against mine, her nipples hard.

"You made us cum," Missy said and kissed me.

"So were going to make you cum," Shannon said, sliding down my body. "I've never eaten a pussy before, but I kinda always wanted to."

I bet Alice would have loved to get together with Shannon. She was Shannon's best friend while they were growing up, but they drifted apart during college. Maybe I should bring Shannon along the next time I met Alice.

That thought was driven out of my mind as Missy thrust her tongue into my mouth and Shannon parted my thighs. My pussy was so hot, I came the moment my older sister's tongue swiped across my slit.

I moaned into Missy's mouth as my body shuddered. The pleasure burned so hot through me. The bed creaked beneath me as I writhed and shuddered in absolute bliss. Shannon's tongue dug into my pussy, drinking my fluids.

Missy and Shannon kissed me everywhere. One would suck at my tits while the other ate my pussy, and then they would switch, kissing across my body. Missy was an eager cunt lapper, and I had my third orgasm as she wiggled her tongue in my pussy, bathing my baby sister's face with another flood of sticky fluids.

Then Shannon straddled my face, her wet pussy tasted sweet and tangy as I eagerly ate her. Missy was nursing my clit and sliding two fingers in and out of my pussy with slow, steady rhythm. I devoured Shannon's pussy and drowned on her copious fluids. She had the thinnest pussy juices I ever tasted, and she drenched my face as I devoured her. Shannon's fragrant juices ran in rivulets down my cheeks to soak into the pillow. More ran down my chin and onto my neck and between my breasts.

Missy, not wanting to be left out, straddled my face while Shannon went down on my cunt, sucking on my pussy lips. Missy's tight slit descended to my eager tongue. I devoured her innocent cunt, reveling in the fresh, spicy flavor of her womanhood. Her clit was small, and Missy shuddered atop me as I sucked it into my hungry lips.

After we both came, we cuddled together, all three of us smeared with pussy juices and delighting in the pleasure we gave each other. I reached for my phone and texted to Mark, "We're ready for you, stud! *-)"

Brandon Fitzsimmons -- Buckley, WA

I was a wreck when I stumbled into the safe house. Had Mark learned of my involvement? The cult had to be captured by now. The moment Mark had his hands on Xavier, he would learned that I wanted him dead. He was already searching for me, but not with much effort.

If he learned I tried to kill him, he would unleash all the power he had accumulated on me. How long would I last? Should I flee?

I turned on the TV. The local news should be about to start. I opened my laptop and checked my email. Doug would be in a position to tip me off first if Mark had caught wind of me. I had to pay attention to any communications from him.

Thank god I read his text before it was too late.

"Breaking news from Fife this evening," the news anchor said when it came back from commercial. My gut roiled. "The Fife police raided a dangerous cult that were in the mur*er-for-higher racket. The Fife police received an anonymous tip and acted on it. The reports coming in are that all members of the cult commuted suicide rather than be arrested. The police believe there is another man connected to this cult, but the only eye witness failed to provide any details about his identity."

Relief exploded out of me. I was safe.

I collapsed back on the bed. My exhaustion crashed on me. I hadn't slept in two days. I didn't fight it as I sank into oblivion.

Theodore Mariam -- Miami, FL

The inside of the Pirate's Rum was surprisingly clean. Dubstep pounded through the bar while I was dancing with Antsy and a beefy guy named Travis. He was a bodybuilder, his tanned forearms as thick as my thighs. Antsy and I were grinding on his hips to the music. My panties rubbed deliciously against the wet lips of my cunt as I writhed on his hip.

Keith, the stud Antsy fucked last night, never showed up like he promised. She didn't seem that broken up as she ground on Travis.

"Do you want to get out of here," I asked him, "and come back to our hotel room?"

"Both of you?" Travis asked. His hand was squeezing my ass, his other hand fondling Antsy tight butt.

"Yeah," Antsy giggled. Her face was flushed from the flaming drinks I'd been giving her all night. I wanted her nice and loose. She was drunk, horny, and ready to be fucked. "Two girls for the price of one!"

"Hell yeah!" Travis exclaimed, a big grin on his face.

Travis got us out of the club and into a cab faster than I thought possible. He was eager to get us back to our motel before we sobered up and he lost his chance at a threesome. Travis sat between us on the cab ride, making out with first Antsy, then me, then back to Antsy.

My pussy burned as his hands roamed all over our body. He was a sexy man. Antsy moaned and purred beside me as Travis groped her tits. The cab driver got quite a show when the tie holding Antsy's top came undone and her beautiful, perky tits spilled out.

I wanted to taste them.

Her tits out, Antsy went wild with lust. "I need you in me. I'm so fucking wet."

Antsy slid over onto Travis's, pressing her back into his muscular chest. Travis rolled her jeans down to her knees as she ground on him. He pulled out his cock and lifted her up. I squeezed my thighs together as she sank her cunt down his cock.

"Fuck, that's nice," Antsy sighed as she squirmed.
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