The Devil's Pact - S01 E198

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The Devil's Pact - S01 E198

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 198

Betty Cooley, my mom's lover, walked in holding a glass casserole dish and a look of stunned hurt painted her face mocha-skinned face. Disbelief gleamed in her blue eyes. Her lips worked soundlessly as she took in the scene. Her lover was making out with her daughter while an Asian woman went down on her. Her son was getting a blowjob from another woman, and her daughter had a red-head going down on her. And, in the center of the living room, two girls writhed atop each other. It must have been quite the shock to her.

Betty was my own age, in fact I once asked her out to a school dance. She said no. She was half-black and half-white which gave her this beautiful, light chocolate skin and brilliant blue eyes. She was so exotic looking. When the economy tanked, Betty moved back in with her parents and she and my mom became close and somehow fell into being lovers. Last Saturday night my dad caught them in bed together. My mom believed he was going to hurt Betty. so she shot him in the back. He probably was going to hurt her, the guy was an abusive, drunken asshole.

Mary was the quickest of us to react, standing up and reaching the stunned woman, placing an arm around her shoulder. "It's okay. It's just a family that's expressing their love for each other."

"I'm sorry, Betty" my mom sald, covering her face in shame. "I...I don't know what to say."

"It's okay, Sandy," Mary soothed taking the casserole from Betty and handing it off to Via who scurried off to the kitchen with it, her naked ass flashing beneath the hern of her scrub top.

Betty was wearing a flowery sundress and Mary reached beneath her dress and pulled off a racy pair of red panties. Mary tossed the panties to me and I gave them a sniff. Betty had a spicy musk. Mary led her over to me and I saw that naughty glint in her eyes. Mary knew I once had a big crush on Betty when I was fifteen.

"April, why don't you finish Antsy off," I told her.

"Yes, Master," April said, my cock popping out of her mouth. She scooted over and Antsy gasped as April dived into her cunt.

"Betty, just sit down on Mark's cock and everything will feel better," Mary whispered in the girls ear.

"Okay," Betty whispered. She glanced at my mom, who smiled and nodded at her while Joy nosily ate out her pussy.

I groaned as Betty's tight cunt slowly sank down on my cock, wet and tight. It was my boyhood fantasies come true. I spent so many nights jerking off into my sock thinking about Betty Cooley riding my dick. Betty sank all the way down on my cock, her eyes closed, her mouth open in silent pleasure.

Mary sat behind her on my legs, pressing her body up against Betty's back and licked at her ear. "Mmhh, doesn't Mark's cock feel great inside you?"

"Yes," Betty whispered, her hips slowly starting to move on my cock. "Ohh, I haven't had a cock in me for years."

Mary reached her hands up, pulling the straps of her sundress off Betty's round shoulder, pushing the dress down to expose a racy, red bra supporting her round breasts. Mary released the clasp and her beautiful, chocolate breasts spilled out before me, dark nipples erect. I rubbed my face between them, enjoying the silky softness as Betty rode my cock.

"Now, Betty, do you still love Sandy?" Mary whispered into Betty's ear

"I do," Betty moaned, her hips moving a little faster, her nipple hard against my cheek. "I love you, Sandy!"

"How about you, Sandy?" Mary asked.

"God help me," my mom admitted, looking surprised. Joy was still eating her pussy out. "I, I guess I do. Even though its wrong."

"Love is never wrong, Mary told my mom, firmly. "Now, Sandy, I have three orders for you and you can choose to ignore any other thing tell you, okay. One, you will be available to Mark so he can perform the Zimmah ritual whenever he needs to." For me to perform the ritual, I need to fuck my mom, cum in her cunt, and have whatever Thrall was binding drink our combined fluids. It was an important ritual. The only way to ensure our sluts couldn't be controlled by someone else was to bind them, otherwise a nun could turn them against us. "Two, you will let me perform the Zimmah ritual on you. Three, you will move into our neighborhood and let Mark and I protect you from our enemies."

"O-okay," Sandy admitted, then she gave Betty a tremulous smile. "Would you like to," she took a deep breath, "...move in with me?"

"Yeah," Betty gasped as I sucked her nipple into my mouth. Mary reached around, her soft hands playing with Betty's breasts as I nursed at her Betty's nipple. "I'd love that, Sandy."

"This is Joy, she's our sex slave," Sandy introduced.

Joy looked up, her almond eyes shining with happiness, her lips sticky with mom's juices. "I hope to make you very happy, Mistress, Joy said to Betty in her thick, Vietnamese accent.

Betty's eyes nodded, lust shining in her eyes. "Betty, I'm going to give you a few orders and then you can ignore whatever else I tell you. First, having a sex slave if perfectly normal. Second, you will let me perform the ritual of Zimmah on you. Third, incest is perfectly all right. Okay, sweety?"

"What's the Zima ritual. Isn't that the weird alcohol from the Nineties?" asked Betty, turning her head to look back at Mary.

"It's a spell," Mary told her. "And it has nothing to do with any alcoholic drink." Mary caught her lips in a kiss as Betty's cunt rubbed velvety wet against around my cock.

Next to me, Antsy gave out a little shriek and shuddered on the couch, her eyes fluttering as an orgasm washed over her. "Ooh, that was nice. Can I have a sex slave?" Antsy eagerly asked. "They seen kinda neat. It's nice having someone available to lick your pussy when you get horny.

I released Betty's nipple, "Sure," I told her and pulled my sister's face in and kissed her on the lips. "Love you, baby sis."

"You can have Via," Mary said. "Ask to pee in her mouth, she loves it."

"I do," Via said, kneeling down before Antsy, behind April. "Would you pee in my mouth, Mistress?"

Antsy blinked at her. "Um, I guess I could."

Mary gave Antsy similar orders that she gave my mom: to move into the neighborhood and to let Mary perform the Zimmah ritual on her and then she could ignore any other orders Mary gave her.

Betty was riding my cock pretty fast, working hard to make us both cum. Mary was sucking at her neck, one hand playing with her breast, the other reached down and found Betty's hard clit and rubbed it between her fingers. Via had been pestering Antsy, and my sister had finally caved in and agreed to piss in Via's mouth.