Incest/Taboo The Devil's Pact

Today, a new world is reborn. Today, we cast aside the shackles of men and liberate womankind. Today, we have struck the first blow in the name of our goddess, Lilith of the Black Moon. Seattle is ours. It is only the beginning.

--excerpt from High Priestess Chantelle's victory speech, November 18th, 2013

Thursday, June 20th, 2013 -- Svitlana "Lana" Paquet-Holub -- Mount Rainier National Park, WA

"Sisters, we gather on the night of the summer solstice to give thanks to the Goddesses in all things," Babylon intoned.

The fire crackled in the clearing as Babylon, the coven's leader, led us in a series of prayers and spells. Fiery sparks rose into the air like tiny souls. Tonight was the Summer Solstice. I fought my trembles as I stepped up to the bonfire, my wife at my side. We were the high priestesses of Lilith. Tonight, we would unveil our goddess before the coven of women assembled around the fire.

There were ten in total. Each woman stripped naked, their bodies painted orange and red by the firelight. No men were allowed in this coven of Wiccans. They prayed to nature spirits and pretended to cast spells. Tonight, Chantelle and I would show them true magic and a real goddess to worship. Most were eager for it. All week, Babylon, their coven leader, had called and texted my wife, explaining how her coven yearned for tonight's unveiling.

Our goddess, Lilith, had commanded us to find her followers. We had obeyed.

My wife and I owed our goddess much. She had freed us from Mark Glassner's control. So we had sworn fealty to her and sold her our souls. I received eternal youth and beauty for my wife and I while Chantelle had the power to create a cock from her clit.

I loved it when she fucked me with her girl-cock.

I glanced at Babylon as she went through her prayers. I had never liked church, but now that I was a high priestess I should change my opinion. Babylon threw herself into her prayers, committing every ounce of her energy into her worship of nature and the divine feminine.

My wife and I had met Babylon earlier this week in a coffee shop. She was a single mother and civil engineer for the City of Seattle who found Wicca after her abusive husband beat her nearly to death. At a battered women's shelter, a kind woman named Helena introduced her to the worship of nature and the Divine Goddess. When Helena passed away two years ago, Babylon took over the coven and drove out the few men, along with any women who objected.

Those who remained hated men. They were exactly what Lilith looked for.

No man was worthy of worshiping Lilith.

Most of the coven was gay. I could see their hungry looks as they gazed upon the naked flesh of my wife, Chantelle, and myself. And the rest were certainly bi or bi-curious. The coven ranged from the young Crystal, Babylon's eighteen-year-old daughter, to Babylon herself in her early forties.

"Sisters, we have all waited for this momentous night," Babylon said, finished with her prayers and invocations. "Lilith herself shall appear. The first feminist." Babylon shuddered, raising her arms high in supplication. "She wanted to be equal with her husband, Adam, and he dismissed her and found another wife who would submit to his brutish whims. Eve. This is what's wrong with mainstream, patriarchy dominated religion."

A wild look appeared in Babylon's eyes.

"That is why we have rejected society's dogma and retreated to our sisterhood. We have striven to perform feminine magic, untainted by destructive, masculine energy." Babylon rubbed at her womb. "We hold creation in our very bellies. Tonight, Chantelle and Lana will summon a true goddess, one who promises us power and freedom from men's chains."

Chantelle nodded. "With Lilith, we do not need men even for their seed. We shall create a world free of their destruction."

Doubt radiated from the group. Starlight, a green-haired girl with small breasts and nipples pierced with gold barbells tipped with emeralds, shifted. She had an innocent face, but I could hear her whispered japes to the other coven members. Her eyes glinted with mockery as they stared at my wife and me.

I enjoyed petite women, like my beautiful Chantelle, so I wouldn't mind putting Starlight's smug mouth to work on my cunt once we demonstrated our magic.

"Now Sisters, Chantelle and Lana have come before us to summon Lilith," Babylon said, giving Starlight a hard stare, "so please be respectful of those who speak for a Goddess as illustrious as Lilith."

Starlight snorted.

I stared at Starlight, but she only gave me a mocking smile.

Babylon sighed. "We will speak in private, Sister Starlight, when the ceremony is over." Babylon looked out at the rest of the group. "Sisters Chantelle and Lana wish to demonstrate their Goddess's power and entreat us to pay homage to Lilith."

Chantelle strode forward, her black hair rustling in the breeze as she stepped before the group. She stood naked and proud, totally unfazed by all the strange women's gazes on her lithe, dancer's body. All those years swinging on stripper poles at Deja Vu had stripped shame from my wife and me. That was how I met my wife. We both stripped at Deja Vu in Lakewood. Chantelle had been dancing on stage when our eyes met. Electricity surged between us.

At that moment, I knew I had to have her. Before Chantelle, I was straight, only occasionally fooling around with girls.

I moved after her, walking with a strut, my curvy body swaying and my large breasts jiggling. I moved behind my wife and pressed my round breasts into her back. I wrapped my arms around Chantelle's waist, my hands rubbing along her flat stomach and reaching down to her shaved cunt.

"Are you demonstrating your powers or just fingering your girlfriend's snatch?" Starlight laughed derisively.

"My wife's snatch," I answered, fighting my anger. I wanted to run down and claw the bitch's eyes out. I had been known to pull a slut's weave or scratch her face at Deja Vu. I drew in a deep breath. I was here to serve Lilith, not wrestle with a mouthy bitch.

Chantelle's hand touched mine with a gentle caress. She sensed my anger at Starlight and wanted me to relax. I kissed her neck in thanks. She shifted and pressed her ass into the growing heat between my thighs.

It was time to summon the goddess. Midnight neared. The moon burned above us.

"The Great Goddess, Lilith, I beseech thee," I intoned, repeating the phrases I carefully memorized. None of it was necessary, but Lilith explained power required its trappings. Lilith watched us from the Shadows, the topmost layer of the Abyss, waiting for the moment to reveal herself. "Show your blessing upon your unworthy servant, Chantelle." My fingers found Chantelle's hard, little clit and rolled it between my fingers.

Her nub swelled between my fingers.

A gasp sounded from the youngest member of the coven. Crystal pointed. "Something's growing from her pussy!"

A murmur went through the coven as Chantelle's clit grew. Lengthening and widening until her clit blossomed into a long, thick cock, complete with an angry red tip and the slit for the urethra. All eyes were upon Chantelle's dick. Starlight's jaw dropped.

That shut up the mouthy bitch.

I stroked Chantelle's cock, savoring her girth. I loved having a cock inside me. No dildo or vibrator could ever take the place of a real cock. My appetite for real dick had led me to be unfaithful to Chantelle in the past. I knew how much it hurt her every time she saw me with a man. But now I would never need a man again.

My beautiful Chantelle could satisfy all my desires.

"O Great Goddess, I thank you for this gift," I intoned, trying to capture the same pompous tone Babylon used during her prayers. "Thank you providing your Daughter with the Seed of Life. No longer must we rely on the brutish embrace of a man to quicken new life. No longer must we be slaves to Man's brutal appetites."

I stroked her cock faster. Every time the sensitive head of her cock rubbed against my palm, a shudder went through my wife's body. Dewy eyes stared at my wife's cock. The women's excitement grew. Their thighs became shiny with their juices and their nipples hardened atop their breasts. Their hips shifted and soft moans escaped their lips.

"A real cock," Babylon whispered, her thighs pressed tight together. Her fingers were clasped before her, itching to plunge between her thighs.

Above the fragrant cedar burning on the bonfire, I smelled hot cunt. I breathed in the scent of the coven's arousal as I slid my hand faster on my wife's neck. Chantelle shuddered and moaned in my embrace, her dick throbbing.

"Will she really orgasm with her dick?" Crystal asked.

"I will," moaned Chantelle. "Lilith has gifted me with a miracle."

I kissed my wife's neck, my hand slapping into her groin. I ignored the burning ache in my arm and focused on bringing my wife to her climax. My nipples ached and my pussy burned. I ground my clit against her ass.

"Cum for them," I whispered into my wife's ear. "Let your jizz rain across the ground."

"Yes," moaned my wife. "For Lilith."

"For Lilith," someone in the coven moaned.

The coven members let their hands roam their bodies. Starlight tugged and pulled on her nipple piercings. Crystal trembled beside her mother as she rubbed her fingers between her thighs, caressing her barely legal pussy. Other women joined them, masturbating as they waited for the goddess to appear.

No doubt remained in the clearing.

My clit ached against my wife's ass. She trembled in my arms and her breath quickened. She grew closer to erupting. I kept stroking her, eager to bring her to her spurting eruption. I loved pleasuring my wife's dick. My lips nibbled at her ear, teasing her.

"Spill for them. Show them Lilith's gift."

"Yes," gasped Chantelle. Her hips undulated. Her cock throbbed in my hand. "Thank you, Lilith."

My wife was about to cum. I intoned, "Lilith the Great Goddess! Lilith of the Black Moon! Lilith of the Empty Womb! Appear! Appear before your unworthy Daughters!"

Chantelle gasped and moaned as her body shuddered in my embrace. Her dick throbbed in my hand. The first jet of white cum shot out of her dick, arced through the air, and landed in the bonfire. I kept stroking her, squeezing out a second and third squirt. The fire spurted as her seed seasoned it, the signal for Lilith to appear.

A moan went through the women as the glorious presence of Lilith filled the air. Lilith appeared amid the flames. She stood at the top of the bonfire, clothed only in her silvery hair. I moaned as the waves of lust washed through me and came with every other woman in the clearing.

Pussy juices squirted down my thighs. I clung to Chantelle, holding onto her cock as she squirted more jizz. The pleasure shuddered through me. Lilith was sex incarnate. Her touch would ignite lust in a corpse.

And there were twelve living women in the clearing.

"Goddess, yes," Babylon gasped.

"Mother," groaned Crystal, grasping Babylon as the two trembled in orgasm.

Starlight fell to her knees, frigging her pussy hard as she screamed out her pleasure to the goddess. The other women screamed out their orgasms, singing their bliss to the night. Lilith raised her arms, drinking in the offerings of worship from the women as they climaxed. Her silvery hair reflecting orange and her violet eyes glowed with inhuman lusts. Her large breasts, perky and defying gravity, jiggled and swayed as she slowly turned atop the flames, gazing at each of the coven members. Jutting proudly from her crotch was a cock larger than Chantelle's. And beneath her dick was the wet slit of her pussy, glistening with her desire.

"Oh, my Daughters!" Lilith pronounced. "Worship me with your flesh. Pledge your obeisance, and I shall deliver a feminine paradise to this world. No man shall make a woman his chattel and enslave her to his perverse desires."

"Lilith," moaned the coven as they fell upon each other in an orgy of female flesh.

None of the coven had ever felt the power of Lilith's aura of lust. They were overwhelmed by its intensity. Babylon turned Crystal and kissed her, neither caring that they were mother and daughter. All that mattered was the lust burning in their bodies.

Mother and daughter were so similar in appearance, both blonde and tall. The only difference was age. Babylon was Crystal's beauty ripened with maturity, her breasts swollen with motherhood. Crystal bent down and engulfed her mother's nipple, nursing once more as her mother's hands roamed her body. Babylon found her daughter's shaved, wet cunt and shoved fingers inside the young woman.

"That's it," moaned Babylon as she pumped her fingers hard and fast. "Let Mommy love you."

I savored the incestuous sight. It was so wicked. Taboos were broken tonight.

"You are so beautiful," a redhead named Mona moaned. The short and curvy woman knelt before Chantelle. "Your cock is amazing. I have to experience it."

"Yes," groaned Chantelle as the redhead's mouth opened wide and engulfed my wife's cock.

Ecstasy shuddered across my wife's face. She reached down and grasped Mona's red hair. Chantelle's hips thrust forward, her small tits jiggling, and fucked Mona's mouth. My wife's cock pressed down Mona's throat, the slut deep-throating every inch.

"Take it all, slut," gasped Chantelle. "Worship your new goddess through me."

A hand grabbed my right shoulder and turned me around. Starlight stood before me, lust shining in her pixyish face. She licked her lips as her hands went to my large breasts. She squeezed them and ran her thumbs across my nipples. All mockery and doubt was wiped from her face.

"She's real," moaned Starlight. "You have magic. Just like Mary."

"Mary?" I growled. "That redheaded bitch of Mark Glassner?"

"Yes, yes." Starlight shuddered. "She bewitched me at the Clam Diver in Tacoma. I devoured her cunt. She was intoxicating."

"She's a lie." I seized Starlight's green hair and pulled her closer. "False. She worships a demon. That is where her power comes from. She helps her fiance enslave women. They use and abuse them together. She is as evil as Mark."

"Evil," moaned Starlight, her fingers digging into my tits.

"We shall destroy them both." Anger billowed through my lust. Mark and Mary would both pay for dominating my wife and me.

"Worship me, Daughters," moaned Lilith.

More lust crashed into me. I pulled Starlight's face to me by her hair and kissed her hard. I thrust my tongue deep into her mouth. Her apple-sized breasts rubbed against my full tits, the cold emerald of her piercing digging into my soft flesh. She kissed me back, her tongue agile and quick as it explored my mouth.

My pussy clenched. I remember her mockery and my promise. I had to feel her delicious mouth on my cunt. I broke the kiss. "Fall to your knees and worship our goddess. Every time you please a woman, you please her."

"Yes," Starlight moaned. "Yes, Lilith. I'm your servant."

She fell to her knees at my feet. Her hands wrapped around my waist. Her hands grasped my ass. Her fingers dug into my flesh. I groaned as she pulled me close and buried her face between my thighs. Her breath was hot on my shaved cunt.

"Eat me," I hissed and pulled her face closer.

Her lips touched my pussy. Then her tongue licked at my slit. I shuddered in pleasure. Her smug mouth ate my pussy with skill. She devoured me, swirling her tongue through every inch of my folds. I knew she would be good at eating pussy.

I swayed and ground my cunt on her hungry mouth. My breasts jiggled as the pleasure rippled out of my pussy. Her tongue dived deep into my sheath, flicking and caressing me, trying to make me explode on her lips.

I wanted to explode.

"Yes," I groaned and shuddered. "That's it. Oh, yes. Devour me. Make me cum. Make me cum hard on your mouth. Worship your goddess."

Starlight moaned in response. Her tongue flicked up to my clit. Her lips sucked on it. She nibbled and I shuddered. Starlight knew how to devour pussy. She drove me wide with her fervent licking and nuzzling. Her tongue explored every inch of my hot flesh. I drank it all in as my orgasm built inside of me.

"Drink my cum!" Chantelle moaned. "Oh, fuck, drink that delicious girl-cum!"

I glanced over my shoulder and savored the sight of my trembling wife. Her long, black hair fell down to her ass. Chantelle's butt clenched as she pumped blast after blast of cum into the redhead's mouth. I shuddered on Starlight's mouth as Mona fell back, girl-jizz dripped down her lips.

"Oh my Goddess!" Mona moaned. "It taste just like real cum!"

"Yes," Lilith praised. "Men are no longer needed."

"My goddess," I moaned as my orgasm burst through me.

Chantelle turned and caught my eyes, smiling at me. I swayed. The pleasure bathed my body. It rippled out of me in powerful blasts. My knees buckled. I kept a tight grip on Starlight's hair as the slut drank down my flood of juices. Stars danced before my eyes.

"I love you, Lilith," I cried out. "My goddess."

"I give you this promise," Lilith cried out to the orgy, "worship me and no longer will you have to be slaves to men and their lusts just to have children. My Daughters, when we control the world, there will be peace. When we control the world, there will only be caring and kindness. We will nurture each other, not tear each other down! Worship me, my Daughters, and I shall deliver Paradise to you!"

"My Goddess!" Starlight moaned fervently, my juices glistening on her face. "I am your humble servant!"

"My Goddess!" Crystal panted, looking up from her mother's cunt, her lips sticky with Babylon's passion.

"I will follow, my Goddess!" Babylon moaned, her face sticky with her daughter's cunt.

"I am yours, Lilith!" screamed Mona, white cum staining her lower lip.

More called out, pledging themselves to Lilith until the entire cover knelt before the goddess. I glanced at my wife. A pleased smile burned on her lips. Our Goddess trusted us to find her worshipers and we succeeded.

We would be rewarded.

Lusts burned through me as Lilith shuddered atop the bonfire, her nubile body heaving. I needed more. I needed to lick pussy. Starlight's pussy. I pushed the slut down onto her back as I knelt. I spread her thighs. Starlight's shaved cunt glistened in the firelight, eager to be licked.

My first reward.

I buried my face into Starlight's cunt and licked through her flesh. The woman shuddered and moaned. Her juices poured out. Lilith's lusts gripped Starlight. The young woman would not be long in cumming as I devoured her cunt.

"Spread the word!" Lilith commanded, her voice echoing through the clearing. "In one month's time, my vessel shall be born. I shall enter the world once more in the flesh, unchained from my prison. In one month, women shall retake the world that was stolen from us by men. In one month's time, each of you shall receive my Gift and my Blessing!

"Now worship me!"

"How?" Starlight moaned as she came on my face, flooding my lips with her tart honey.

"With your bodies!" Lilith pronounced. "Love each other and delight in each other's flesh!"

I rose up from between Starlight's thighs. Mona watched, cum staining her lips. I grabbed Mona, pulled her to me, and kissed her soft lips. I tasted the salty flavor of my wife's seed as I pressed her down to the ground. Our legs spread. Our cunts met in a hot kiss. I let myself become lost to the lust billowing from Lilith.

Beside me, Chantelle mounted Starlight and fucked the green-haired girl's cunt. Chantelle reached out her hand and grabbed mine. I clutched her hand as we fucked our women together and worshiped our goddess.

Together, we would help Lilith make the world a far better place.

Friday, June 21st, 2013 -- Lilith

Midnight came and went as my followers worshiped me with sex. I flickered about the clearing, drinking in the power of their lust. It filled the air with an electric charge helping to tie me to the mortal world. Since that slattern, Mary, used her last boon, the only thing that tied me here was my vessel growing in Karen's womb.

Without that tiny vessel, I would be once more chained to the abyss. But thanks to Lucifer's mistake, Mary had summoned me and used me to break the power of a Priestess--Karen. Only in the womb of a disgraced Priestess could my new body be grown.

I smiled, remembering how easy it had been to get Mark to agree to let me fuck Karen.

I flickered, appearing across the clearing.

The unstable manifestation frustrated me. I hated being unable to control where I appeared. I was amazed I held my manifestation above the fire as long as I had. It took incredible concentration to keep it up. But watching my worshipers orgy distracted me, and now I could barely stay in the same spot for a minute.

So I kept a mysterious smile on my face and let the foolish mortals think I was doing it on purpose.

I appeared before mother and daughter, savoring their taboo incest as they devoured each other's cunt. Their tongues lapping through nearly identical pussies. They moaned and gasped as they shared their forbidden lust with me.

Flicker.

I appeared before Chantelle as she fucked Starlight. Chantelle's girl-cock slammed in and out of Starlight's shaved cunt. The green-haired woman gasped and writhed beneath Chantelle, eager to be filled with a woman's seed.

Flicker.

A blonde woman and an Asian woman scissored and ground their cunts together.

Flicker.

Lana devoured a redhead's pussy.

Flicker.

The flickering didn't matter. In one month I would be reborn. Until then, each of these women would find others to worship me. Slowly, my power would grow and grow until I was once again worshiped by the masses. I gazed to the northwest towards the city of Seattle. There I would build my new seat, among the seven hills of Seattle.

Like at Babylon of old.

Even though the Tyrants' threat was nascent, two were chosen to safeguard the last hope for the world and gather the 144 in the wilderness. Doug and Tina Allard were entrusted with the future, charged to wait for the coming of the Prophetess. Forty years they waited for Saint Chastity's appearance.

--excerpt from The History of the Tyrants' Theocracy, by Tina Allard

Tina Allard -- SeaTac, WA

I parked my car in the long-term garage at SeaTac International Airport. As I put it into drive, I wondered what would happen to my Audi. I knew I would never return for it. How long would it stay here before it was towed away? Months? Years?

I took a deep breath. Everything was different. I had been reborn. When I looked at my face in the rearview mirror, I hardly recognized the girl who looked back. The years had melted off my body. I was eighteen again. It wasn't the eighteen-year-old body I remembered. I was thinner and I had no acne pimpling my face. I had perfect skin. No blemishes marred me.

The Gift of the Spirit had delivered a youthful body.

I hadn't realized how many minor aches I had been living with as I grew older and dumpier. But they were all gone. I was glad I accepted the Gift. When Sister Catherine Sarah, a nun of the Order of Mary Magdalene, appeared on my doorstep in the early hours of the morning, she had explained it all to me and I agreed in a heartbeat to stand against the great darkness that threatened to swallow the earth.

Mark Glassner was the source. The instrument of the Adversary.

But there was hope. Doug and I would guard it. My husband had been enslaved by Mark Glassner, but the nuns had freed him. I would be reunited with him and together we would protect the hope of the world.

The task daunted me. It scared me, but I had accepted it when I made love to Sister Catherine Sarah.

Making love to the nun had almost been a dream. It hadn't felt like cheating on my husband as we writhed together. It was something purer--love distilled to the most physical. When we brought each other to our climaxes, Sister Catherine Sarah gave me her golden Gift.

And she stopped being a nun.

I climbed out of my car. Sister Catherine Sarah's words echoed in my mind. Just trust Providence to guide you. Coincidence and chance will work in your favor. Go to the airport and you will find a computer error has generated you a plane ticket that will take you exactly where you need to be.

Providence. I had let my faith wane over the years. My husband had lost it entirely, and he wore mine away with his doubts. But it had flared back to life. The Creator had chosen us for this important task.

We would not fail.

I stepped out of my door and locked it. Not that it mattered. My old life was over. It was time to start my new one. I grabbed my carry-on bag. It was filled with all of Doug's research on Mark Glassner and Mary Sullivan. I had saved all I could, along with a laptop to hold it. The information may be useful one day, an untainted record of what had happened.

With a deep breath, I walked through the parking garage. The sun had yet to rise. It was too early, but the first travelers already filtered into the airport. At the first ticket counter, a tired, young woman yawned with a hand over her mouth.

"Excuse me," she said. "Not used to mornings, yet."

"It's okay," I said and pulled out her ID. "I'm checking in."

"Hold on." The woman typed on her keyboard. "Yes, here you are. Tina Allard with a one-way ticket to Toulouse-Blagnac International Airport in France."

"That's correct," I smiled. Doug had left for France a few days ago. Sister Catherine Sarah was correct. Providence would guide us.

Mark Glassner -- South Hill, WA

The shower's arm water washed away the sweat from the morning jog. The jogging sluts were disappointed that there was no club meeting tomorrow, but Mary and I were flying out to New York City for the weekend after my dad's funeral today.

So Mary and I made sure we fucked all our jogging sluts.

Mary's hands soaped my back as I leaned against the wall. Her touch eased the tension from my body. Her fingers were soft, loving. Our showers together after jogging were becoming my favorite part of the day.

Just Mary and myself.

Last night, after recruiting our pilots, the media waited for us before the entrance of our street. They had gotten word about the banks I robbed on Wednesday. Mary and I gave another interview, lying that we were innocent. Mary skillfully turned the interview back to our charity. Debra from Q13 Fox was back, her mouth hungry to suck my cock again.

It was the best part of the interview.

Mary's soapy hands reached down, massaging my ass, as a throaty purr came from her lips. "Have I told you how great your butt's looking, Mark?" Mary asked. "Mmm, it's so firm and tight now."

"Well, I'm glad all the jogging is paying off," I answered.

Mary laughed. "I know the real reason you go jogging. You love watching your sluts' gorgeous asses sway before you, horny stallion."

"You were staring just as hard as I was, naughty filly," I grinned.

"I was," she sighed, her fingers digging into my butt. Her hard nipples brushed my back. "Such juicy asses."

I turned to face her, my hard dick brushing her stomach. Mary's smile dominated her heart-shaped face, cute dimples appearing on her freckled cheeks. Her green eyes twinkled mischievously. She was such a naughty, wonderful woman.

"Fucking the sluts are just the bonus," I grinned, pulling Mary to me. Her wet breasts rubbed against my chest as I captured her lips in a kiss.

I slid my hands down and squeezed her plump ass. I loved her butt. I gripped both her cheeks, pulling her tight against me, her wet body grinding on my cock. I broke the kiss and asked, "Have I ever told you how great your butt looks?"

"Really?" Mary asked, turning around and wiggling her butt at me, the tip of my dick brushing her smooth cheeks. "You don't think I could stand to lose a few pounds off my ass?"

"No, Mare," I said, staring at her beautiful ass. "I love your ass just the way it is."

"Mmm, I can feel that," Mary purred, pushing her ass back into my cock. She rubbed her soapy asscheeks against my cock.

I grabbed my cock and slid the head through her butt-crack. I savored her pale cheeks engulfing my cock. Pleasure trembled up my shaft as I caressed her silky flesh. I slid lower, tracing down her taint until my dick pressed against her wet, hungry pussy.

"Your ass makes me so hard, Mare," I groaned, stroking my dick through the hot folds of her pussy.

"Mmm, I do love inspiring you."

My cock nudged the opening to her cunt and Mary moaned. "Everything about you inspires me."

"Especially my hot cunt?" She flashed as smile over her shoulder as she pushed back, the tip of my dick sliding into her sheath.

"Yes," I groaned. "I love being inside my sweet filly."

Mary clenched down as I buried into her depths. I held her and savored the tight, wet grip of her silky walls while her soft ass pillowed against my groin. It was heaven. The hot water sprayed around us as she shifted and shuddered in my arms, her pussy massaging my dick without me even having to fuck her.

I could stay like this forever.

"Mmm, that's nice," Mary sighed as I kissed her neck.

"It is," I said, trying to stay still, but her juicy cunt felt too good. I had to move. I had to slide my dick through her wet sheathe until we both erupted in bliss.

My hips moved, sliding my dick in and out of her pussy. She moaned and squirmed, rubbing her wet back against my chest. My strokes were slow thrusts, savoring the heat of her body, letting our excitement build. Moans escaped her lips, soft sighs that shuddered over the hiss of the shower.

Her hips moved, undulating and pressing back against me. Her pussy tightened and relaxed on my shaft. My hands roamed her body, sliding down her wet thighs then back up to caress her flat stomach. She clenched on my dick as my hands found her perky breasts. I pinched her nipples as I kissed her neck.

"Mark," she sighed, moving with me.

I rolled both her nipples before sending my hands down to caress her stomach. I loved the silk of her wet skin. I brushed the fiery heart of her pubic hair matted by the falling water. I played with her curls as my strokes grew faster, our wet flesh slapping together.

Mary ground harder against me. Her head twisted. I kissed her over her shoulder. My fingers dipped lower, sliding through her pubic hair until I found her hard clit. She shuddered and moaned into our kiss as I played with her nub.

Her pussy grew hotter.

I groaned into our kiss, thrusting into her. The friction of her cunt caressed the head of my dick. The pleasure washed through me and boiled my balls. I pumped faster and faster as the pleasure built, savoring every inch of her hot depths.

My fingers rubbed faster on her throbbing clit. Mary broke the kiss and let out a long, slow moan as her pussy clenched hard on my cock. My other hand found her breasts and pinched her nipples, giving her more and more pleasure.

"Mark," she panted, leaning out and bracing her arms against the wall. She pressed her ass back harder, our flesh slapping together. "Fuck me. Make me cum."

I drew back and slammed into her. Water poured down her back to our crotch. I gripped her hips as I pounded her. My balls slapped into her clit. Her pussy clenched and relaxed on my dick as she watched me over her shoulder.

"You feel so amazing," I moaned as I plunged over and over into her velvety tunnel. "Are you close?"

"Oh, yes, Mark!" Mary gasped. "Mmm, I'm getting closer. Oh, yes, just keep sliding in and out of me, hun. I'm going to explode all over my horny stallion."

I nibbled on her ears as I fucked her hard. I enjoyed her gasps and moans as much as I savored her tight pussy. My hands slid up from her waist to grasp both her breasts again. I squeezed perky flesh, the palms of my hands rubbing over her hard nubs. I pinched both of her nipples and Mary cooed in pleasure.

"Mark," she groaned, her cunt squeezing down on my cock. "Yes, yes, Mark. I almost there. Fuck me harder."

"Naughty filly," I grunted.

The water splashing on my back grew cooler and cooler as the hot water ran out, but I didn't care. I was too close to cumming in my filly. I grit my teeth, wanting to last long enough for Mary to cum. I held back my release.

It was such sweet torture. Her pussy begged me to unload and flood her cunt with blast after blast of my jizz.

"Yes, yes!" moaned Mary. "Oh, Mark, that's it! Mmm, yes, you're driving me crazy! Oh, fuck! I'm cumming!"

Mary's cunt contracted on my cock. Her body bucked in my embrace. Her wet hair brushed my cheeks as I slammed into her depths. I didn't fight the pleasure bursting in my balls. I let it explode out of me. My cum filled her cunt as I held her. The blasts burned against my mind. They drowned me in bliss.

I savored it as the pleasure crashed through me.

"Mary," I grunted as I drew back and drove a final time into her sweet embrace. "My sweet filly."

"Yes," she panted as I slumped into her. I held her tight as I sucked in deep breaths.

I wanted to cuddle with Mary, but the water spraying on my back turned icy. With regret, I pulled out my dick from Mary's cunt and reached behind me to turn off the shower faucet before my teeth chattered.

"Mmm, that worked up an appetite," I said, smacking Mary's ass as I stepped out.

"You are such a man," she laughed. "You cum, then you want to eat."

"I need to fulfill my needs." I grabbed a towel and held it wide open for her. "Let me dry you so we can eat."

Mary Sullivan

Mark and I headed naked downstairs. Breakfast was ready. Desiree had whipped up delicious, spicy omelets for us. They steamed as they set on our plates. Mark's cum dribbled out of my pussy as I sat down next to him.

"Mmm, this smells delicious," I purred. "You pamper us, Desiree."

"I love to, mi Reina," the busty Latina said, wearing only an apron that barely covered her large, golden-brown tits.

"I made you a special treat," Mark said to Desiree. "Crawl under the table and eat the creampie I whipped up in Mary's cunt."

"Mi Rey, you spoil me," Desiree sighed as she reached behind her to untie her apron strings.

"Yes, he does," I grinned at Mark and spread my legs. "Violet, Mark needs your hot, little mouth on his dick."

Violet beamed, her brown pigtails swaying about her excited face. "Then I'll stuck him right away, Mistress."

The two sluts crawled beneath the table. Mark groaned beside me as Violet sucked his dick noisily. The barely legal slut moaned and slurped as she bobbed her head on his dick. Mark smiled at me and took a big bite of his omelet.

"Mmm, that looks delicious, mi Rey," Desiree purred as her hands touched my thighs. "Thank you for this wonderful treat."

"You've more than earned it," Mark said.

Desiree's lips kissed down my thighs. Took a bite of my omelet, savoring the spicy treat as the slut's lips licked up my pussy. I moaned as I chewed then shuddered as the slut worked her tongue between the folds of my pussy.

"That's it," I groaned. "Eat your breakfast, slut. Lick it all out of me."

Desiree moaned into my pussy, her words muffled as she kept licking and sucking me. I took another bite as the pleasure built between my thighs. I glanced at Mark. He leaned back, savoring Violet's blowjob.

The slut explored my pussy as I ate. I devoured the omelet, wanting to finish before my orgasms began. Desiree knew how to eat cunt. Her tongue caressed all the delightful spots as she searched for every drop of my fiance's cum. Her lips pressed into my pussy as she searched for Mark's jizz.

The pleasure rippled through me.

"You wonderful slut," I panted, my chair creaking. I took the last bite of my omelet. "Keep eating my pussy, slut. Make me explode."

"Yes," growled Mark. He had a hand beneath the table. "Suck my dick. I'm going to cum so hard down your mouth."

"Yes, yes," I panted. "Flood the slut's mouth."

"Do it, Master," the nerdy April smiled. She sat naked at the table, her glasses perched on her nose as she typed at a laptop.

"What are you writing, April?" I asked.

"The slut's have been telling me all about the fun they've had with you," April smiled. "I wish I was there for all of it, but I'm just so happy I'm with you now. Thank you, Mistress."

"You're welcome," I groaned, my chair creaking. "Desiree, yes, just like that. Oh, I'm going to cream your face."

"Fuck," Mark groaned. "That's it. Drink my cum."

My fiance's face twisted as he came into Violet's mouth. He bucked and groaned through clenched teeth. His body tensed, pumping squirt after squirt of hiss jizz into Violet, and then he relaxed, a huge smile on his lips.

"You wonderful slut," he groaned.

Violet emerged from beneath the table, her lips shiny with cum. She sat beside April, seized her face, and pulled the nerdy slut in for a kiss. April gasped and then sighed as their tongues dueled, sharing Mark's jizz.

"Oh, that's hot," I groaned, my pussy clenching. I bucked hard against Desiree's mouth. "Yes, yes, yes."

My orgasm burst through me. I shuddered as the delicious waves of bliss washed through me. My eyes rolled back into my head as the pleasure crested and crashed through me. I squirmed and moaned, my thighs gripping Desiree's face.

And she kept licking me.

I loved being a woman. It was so wonderful to cum over and over again. Mark knew the joy thanks to his wish, but any woman could experience the delight of multiple orgasms. They just needed a skilled lover licking and tonguing their pussies.

Desiree was that skilled lover.

And a slut that skilled deserved a juicy reward.

I licked my lips as I writhed in bliss, then slipped off the chair to the floor. I lay on my back and licked my lips. The Latina slut beamed, her mouth and chin smeared with my cream. She eagerly turned around and straddled my face, lowering her shaved, spicy pussy to my mouth. I licked through her hot folds.

"Thank you, mi Reina," purred Desiree as I licked again.

"You earned it for making me cum so hard," I answered, my fingers gripping her perfect ass. "Now lick, Slut."

"Yes, mi Reina. I love devouring your clam."

"You're a slut," laughed Mark. "April, get that cute ass over here. Bend over the table. I want to fuck it."

"Yes, Master," April said happily.

I shuddered on Desiree's tongue as the slut gasped in delight. Mark's flesh slapped into April's ass while the dining room table shook from his strokes. I humped my hips into Desiree's licking mouth as I devoured her.

April's gasps added a sweet background to the pleasure Desiree and I shared. Our tongues flicked and devoured, surging through each other's folds, eager to give the other as much pleasure as humanly possible. We were driven to lick and suck, to drive each other wild with bliss. My tongue dived deep through her folds, gathering her spicy, tangy musk. I loved how it coated my tongue and lips.​