The Devil's Pact - S01 E215

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The Devil's Pact - S01 E215

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 215

"Ohh, Michael," Agent Prune-Face moaned. "God, I love it when you fuck me from behind." I blinked at that. Our ASAC had a wedding ring on and this clearly wasn't his wife. Man, how ugly must his wife be if Prune-Face was a good alternative.

I decided to concentrate on the far more attractive FBI Agent riding my cock and pulled Noel's sweet lips down for a kiss. Her gray- blue eyes were misting with happiness as she rode me. When she broke the kiss, she moved her lips to my ear and licked my lobe, and whispered, "Thank you for rescuing me, Master."

"Always," I moaned. "You're one of my sluts. And no one messes with my women."

"I love you, Master."

I smiled and realized that I loved her too, that I loved all my sluts. It wasn't the heart-achingly pure love I felt for Mary, but it was love just the same. I licked at her lobe and whispered, "I love you too, slut!"

I glanced at Mary and she smiled down at me and reached out and touched Noel's head, stroking her sandy-blonde hair. "And what about me?" Mary pouted.

"I guess I love you, too, Mare," I said with a fond smile.

"I love you just as much as I love Master," Noel answered, rubbing her cheek against Mary's hand.

I love you, too, slut," Mary told her. Then she gave a mock sigh. "And I guess I love you as well, Mark."

Noel was beaming as she rode my cock harder and faster, her cunt a hot, tight glove on my cock as she slammed her hips up and down on my lap. I gripped her ass and started fucking my cock up into her. My balls were tightening and I wanted to spill my love inside my slut. Noel was panting, throwing back her head as the pleasure trembled through her.

"I'm cumming, Master," she gasped. "Oh, thank you, thank you for letting me cum on your hard cock!"

I groaned and coated her slutty pussy with my cream and kissed her gently as she sat on my lap. My phone rang, spoiling the mood and I answered it. "What," barked, a little testily.

"Master, it's Willow. Karen she's pregnant."

I didn't know what to say. Next to me, Mary was moaning and shuddering as she came on 16's mouth. 16 was moaning into Mary's cunt as Kemp pounded her from behind, the old guy panting and his face beet red from the effort. Agent Prune-Face was moaning like a bitch in heat for the ASAC and if the table wasn't bolted to the floor, I'm sure the table would have slid all the way to the wall by now.

"Is that why she's sick?" I asked, finally processing what she said. Mary looked down at me, curious.

"There's more, Master," Willow continued. "Lilith appeared. It's her child. And the embryo is growing very fast. Karen's eight-and-half week's pregnant in the eight days since Lilith fucked her. At the rate the embryo is growing, she'll give birth in a month."

I was lying on the green bedspread of the SeaTac Holiday Inn across the street from the Seattle-Tacoma International Airport. I arrived yesterday around five o'clock. When the Bond of Avvah was broken I was driven into a nearby bathroom because of the phantom pain. And then the Ecstasy came upon me and the Angel Ramiel spoke to me, told me that our opening gambit had failed.

"What do we do now?" I had asked the Angel.

"A messier plan," Raniel had answered sadly, as his hard cock slid into my pussy and an orgasm shuddered through my body. "A far messier plan."

"What do you...ohh wow...mean!" I moaned as his cock plunged in and out of me and orgasms rolled through my trembling body. Being touched by an Angel set all your nerves alive with pleasure, drowning your senses until only you and the Angie remained.

"Soldiers are needed, now," answered Ramiel. "Four and four and four."

"I don't under...ohhh yes, harder, umm..." and I was lost to the pleasure. When I regained my senses, I was lying face down in the stall of the ladies room in Concourse B of the airport. I washed my face off. Soldiers are needed now. Four and four and four. Ramiel's words echoed in my mind.

At the baggage claim, a cute guy, fit and tall with brilliant, blue eyes that could melt the panties off the most prudish girl, flirted with me as we waited for our luggage. I must have spent fifteen, twenty minutes writhing on the bathroom floor, and still had to waited another fifteen minutes, albeit fifteen pleasant minutes, for my luggage.

Curtis invited me to his hotel room, and I took him up on it. When Providence provided me with a place to stay, you take it.

Particularly when it came with such a handsome man. We wasted little time when we got to his room. He was kissing me, ripping off my sundress and then my underwear. He threw me down on the bed, dropped his cell phone, watch and keys on the nightstand then crawled onto the bed and we started kissing, his hands kneading my breasts while unbelted him and pulled his hardening cock out.

He rolled over onto his back, his hard cock prodding out my sopping cunt. I broke the kiss, rising up and sliding his cock inside me. I moaned, wantonly, as his cock filled up my cunt so deliciously, I wiggled my hips a few times, getting used to his girth, then I slowly started to ride his cock, enjoying the delightful feeling of his cock's head rubbing up against the sensitive flesh of my pussy.

His hands were playing with my breasts, running up and down my sides, as he moaned and panted his enjoyment. "You've got a fucking tight pussy, Theodora!" he moaned. "God damn, this is my lucky day!"

"I love how your big cock is stretching my cunt!" I cooed. He wasn't the biggest cock, that went to a Warlock I once exorcised. The prick had wished for a huge cock and I was sore for a week afterwards. But Curtis has a nice, thick cock.

His phone rang, some pop song I didn't recognize. I may look eighteen, but I was forty-four, and was a teenager of the eighties. I couldn't believe this guy. He had a hot chick riding his cock and he was answering his phone. Well, I wasn't about to stop, I was to close to cumming to stop because my partner was an asshole.

"Hey, babe," Curtis had said, holding his phone in his right hand and used his left hand to shush me. I could see his ring finger and the tan line from a missing wedding band. The asshole was married, and speaking to his wife while I rode him. He sounded so sweet and caring as he spoke to his wife. You couldn't tell his cheating cock was in my tight pussy. "Yeah, I just got into the hotel room. The baggage claim took forever."

I kept riding him. I wasn't the one cheating on my spouse, so why should I feel guilty. I had my Indulgence, nothing I did was a sin until I finished my mission. His cock felt too amazing to stop, anyways, and there was this naughty thrill running through my body. It should be his wife riding his cock, not me. I was taking her place. Curtis's eyes were rooted to my heaving breasts as he spoke to his wife.