Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 182

The warm water felt wonderful on my skin and I held my head under the warm spray and, for a minute, I forgot all about the pain Mark caused me. Alice was in the shower with me, her naked body rubbing up against mine. An itch formed in my pussy and I turned to face her. Our breasts brushed each other, our nipples kissed.

I stared into her hazel eyes and saw love there and I leaned in and kissed her. I needed to feel loved right now and Alice seemed more than happy to give it to me. She wasn't Mark, but she was all I had. She pressed me against the shower wall, her tongue fencing with mine. Her hands gently stroked my sides and hips, reaching back to give my plump ass a squeeze.

Mark used to love my ass.

I pushed that thought away as Alice's lips captured my right nipple, sucking gently as her tongue played with the tip of the hard nub. Pleasure was tingling through my body and Mark and all my problems vanished beneath the gentle kisses and caresses of Alice. She kissed lower and lower. Her tongue flicking into my bellybutton bringing a giggle to my lips. She rubbed her face through the silky heart of fiery pubic hair above my cunt.

Her hands spread my thighs and my breathing quickened. I could feel her breath on my cunt and then delightful feeling as her tongue slid through my tight vulva, sinking momentarily into my wet hole and then grazing my aching clit. I gripped the shower bar and was lost to the pleasure of her lips as the warm water splashed down my body.

She slipped first one and then a second finger inside me. Probing the delicate walls of my pussy, stirring ever great pleasure out of my sex. Her tongue was caressing my clit, every touch sending shivers of pleasure throughout my body. My body shuddered when I came on her mouth, my hands gripping the shower bar to keep from losing my balance.

And then I was on my knees, returning the favor. She tasted tangy and sweet, her smooth vulva felt like silk on my cheeks.

Her clit was a hard pearl nestled in the beautiful folds of her pussy. I licked and sucked on her pussy, reveling in the taste of her. She was moaning, enjoying my tongue. She desired me. Alice's hips were moving in pleasure because of my touches. I slid my tongue into her pussy hole, shaking my face around, rubbing against her labia as I tongue fucked her.

I looked up at her, across her flat stomach, her heaving breasts, to her beautiful face, black hair caked wetly to her body, her eyes were closed as she enjoyed my tongue. Her lips were pursed and soft moans escaped her beautiful mouth. Her body started to shake as her orgasm rippled through her. Thick, tangy juices poured into my mouth, proof that someone found me desirable.

"Oh, god that was good," Alice panted as I rose up and then she kissed me.

Her tongue was in my mouth and I was pressed up against her. We made out, not even stopping as tears began running down my cheeks. Alice just kept right on kissing me until they stopped, comforting me with her full lips, the press of her body against mine. Only when the hot water gave out did we break our kiss.

"I saw a Denny's up the road," Alice said. "Let's gets some breakfast and talk about what happened, okay."

I nodded, dully. I found my dress, the blouse was ripped open and Alice had to go out and bring me a tie-dyed t-shirt that was too big for me. "It's all could fine," she said. "Trust me, that was the nicest shirt that convenient store had."

We sat at a booth in the Denny's. I ordered french toast and a coffee and Alice ordered a meat skillet. Alice reached across the table and held my hand as I sipped my coffee, waiting for me to finally be ready to talk.

"Mark, he..." started to say, took a deep breath. There's another woman."

"I'm sorry, sweetie," Alice said, squeezing my hand.

"He, he became obsessed with her on Sunday, I told Alice. "I thought it was just his dad dieing. Like, he just needed to work something out of his system. But he...he's not interested in me anymore"

"What a pig," Alice muttered.

"We were out at dinner, last night and..." Tears threatened to overwhelm me again. "He said getting married may have been a bad idea. I thought he meant he wanted to delay it. I'm mean its a month away, and he has to deal with his dad dieing and all that crap that goes along with it. I was fine with it but....

I'm sorry, Mary, I just...I just don't find you pretty. The words still felt like a punch in the stomach.

"He said he wasn't attracted to me anymore," I said. "He said I wasn't pretty."

"Wow," Alice said, stunned. "He was a pig, but how could he say that. Your gorgeous. You are the most beautiful woman in the world."

Alice's words sent a momentarily happy flush through me, and then was crushed on the despair of Mark dumping me for his sister. For that fucking cunt, Antsy. "I don't get it, everything was fine until we met that...other woman."

"You knew what sort of a guy he was," Alice said, grabbing my hand. "He liked to fuck other women and he tricked you into thinking it was okay. Then, when he meet a new plece of ass that excited him he threw you out like garbage. I'm mean you were what, dating for a two weeks? He got bored of you, Mary. I'm sure he's already fucking around on this other woman and in a week she'll be the one crying her eyes out. He's a fucking pig. You're better off without him."

"It wasn't just me, he wasn't interested in any other woman," I said. "Just Antsy."

"Antsy?" Alice asked. "What kind of name is that?"

"It's a nickname," I said, absently. Mark didn't look at any of the beautiful women in the restaurant. He didn't want to fuck that secretary with me. It wasn't like him. He was a horny guy. And with his power, he could make anyone woman want to fuck him. Until Antsy.

I sipped my coffee, frowning. When I made my Pact with the Devil, one of my wishes was for Mark and myself to love each other for eternity. So how could Mark not love me. My other wish worked. Karmen was proof of that, so why wasn't my love wish working.

A realization hit me. Mark never said he didn't love me, just that he didn't find me attractive. Ever since he slept with Antsy. God, hope was blooming inside me again. Was I crazy? Did Mark fall under some sort of spell? Antsy was out of town, and who knows what she was up to. I needed to speak with Antsy, see if my powers worked on her.

"You need someone that loves you," Alice was saying, biting her lip. That doesn't love anyone else." was lost in my thoughts, not registering her words. "I-I love you, Mary."

"What I need is Mark," I told her. A hurt expression crossed her face, and I frowned, what had she said. Something about love "Please, I may be crazy, but I have to try. Can you please give me a ride home? I love him, Alice."

"Fine," Alice said, a little waspishly, then sighed. "I think you're being an idiot, but I'll be there for you when he breaks your heart all over again and put you back together."

Was I just being a delusional idiot? Maybe. But I had to try.

I was on pins and needles the entire ride, my stomach seemed to be up in my throat. Hope and feared whirled inside me. Alice tried to talk to me, to distract me, but was too preoccupied with keeping a lid on the turmoil inside me to do more than grunt a yes or no and Alice eventually stopped trying. Mark was under a spell, he just had to.

At the entrance, we were stopped by 16, think. "Oh, mam, you're back," she said with a big smile. "Everyone was worried. When you tore off in that Ferrari last night, 15 and I didn't know what to do and Master came out right after you. He stopped that guy from calling the police on you."

"It's okay," I told her while Alice just started flabbergasted at the woman dressed like a slutty cop, standing next to a Lakewood Police Department patrol car. "Where is Mark."

"He's at the house," 16 said, "with...with Mistress."

That hurt. "Antsy?"

She nodded. "Yeah, Master said she was our new Mistress last night."

"Did he say I wasn't also your Mistress?"

Stupid question, she was treating me like her mistress. "No, mam. Everyone's concerned. Master, he's ignoring all the sluts."

"Thank you, 16," I said and I looked at Alice. "Just...just don't worry about the cop, okay."

she was up to. I needed to speak with Antsy, see if my powers worked on her.

"You need someone that loves you," Alice was saying, biting her lip. That doesn't love anyone else." was lost in my thoughts, not registering her words. "I-I love you, Mary."

"What I need is Mark," I told her. A hurt expression crossed her face, and I frowned, what had she said. Something about love "Please, I may be crazy, but I have to try. Can you please give me a ride home? I love him, Alice."

"Fine," Alice said, a little waspishly, then sighed. "I think you're being an idiot, but I'll be there for you when he breaks your heart all over again and put you back together."

Was I just being a delusional idiot? Maybe. But I had to try.

I was on pins and needles the entire ride, my stomach seemed to be up in my throat. Hope and feared whirled inside me. Alice tried to talk to me, to distract me, but was too preoccupied with keeping a lid on the turmoil inside me to do more than grunt a yes or no and Alice eventually stopped trying. Mark was under a spell, he just had to.

At the entrance, we were stopped by 16, think. "Oh, mam, you're back," she said with a big smile. "Everyone was worried. When you tore off in that Ferrari last night, 15 and I didn't know what to do and Master came out right after you. He stopped that guy from calling the police on you."

"It's okay," I told her while Alice just started flabbergasted at the woman dressed like a slutty cop, standing next to a Lakewood Police Department patrol car. "Where is Mark."

"He's at the house," 16 said, "with...with Mistress."

That hurt. "Antsy?"

She nodded. "Yeah, Master said she was our new Mistress last night."

"Did he say I wasn't also your Mistress?"

Stupid question, she was treating me like her mistress. "No, mam. Everyone's concerned. Master, he's ignoring all the sluts."

"Thank you, 16," I said and I looked at Alice. "Just...just don't worry about the cop, okay."