The devil's Pact - S01 E386

Story 4 days ago

The devil's Pact - S01 E386

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 386

"Sir," 51 whispered, gently shaking me. "We're here."

I must have fallen asleep. Mary still leaned against me and I kissed her forehead and shook her. She squirmed then opened her emerald eyes. "Are we at the airport?" she yawned.

"Yeah, Mare."

Air Force One awaited us. Of course, the media also awaited us.. We put on our regal personas as we stepped out of the limo. It wouldn't do for the masses to learn that we were just regular people who grew tired. Reporters were yelling questions, asking about the latest Patriots attack.

"The Patriots claimed today's attack was retribution for the Governor Mansion Massacre," one reporter shouted.

I froze, anger flooding into me, followed by guilt. Mary's arm wrapped around my waist and gave me a comforting squeeze. I had told General Olmos to take care of the Governor. I didn't mean for him to execute the man on national television and order his soldiers to massacre a peaceful gathering

"That was a zealous individual acting on his own," I answered evenly. "As I said before. The Patriots will use whatever flimsy excuse they can to justify their terrorism."

"If we had ordered the attack, we wouldn't have ordered General Olmos's execution for murder, would we?" Mary asked the media, her tone gentle and patient-a mother lecturing her children. "If we are the monsters the Patriots claim, than why do we spend one day a week healing sick children? We love all of you, even our wayward Patriots

That was a good line of bullshit. Mary was better than me at this. We gave the media a wave, and boarded our plane, ignoring the rest of their questions.

When the plane reached its cruising altitude, we retired to our private cabin. Mary quickly undressed and I admired the curves of her body. The pregnancy gave her skin a lustrous glow, my cock stirred with lust. Even the gentle swell of her baby bump was sexy.

I reached out and caressed her hips, and I pulled her close to kiss her.

"I'm tired, Mark," she murmured. I tried to hide my disappointment and she sensed it. "Sorry. I'll make it up to you, okay." She gave me a quick peck.

"Yeah," I nodded. She did look exhausted. I turned to head to the cabin and to get some relief from Korina.

She climbed onto the bed. "Hold me," she murmured. "I want to fall asleep in your arms." I hid my irritated sigh and I snuggled up to her. She wiggled back into me and closed her eyes. "G'nite," she murmured, already falling asleep.

My cock was hard, and her plump ass rubbing against me wasn't helping. As I considered calling in Korina to relieve the pressure in my cock with a quiet blowjob, I fell asleep.

"Finally," Mary said. "I was wondering how long you were going to stay awake. I was getting lonely."

We were sharing a dream. I stood on a sandy beach, the sun warm on my back, with waves crashing behind her. She sat on a white, sandy beach in a skimpy, yellow bikini, her skin a golden tan, and her belly flat; she didn't have to be pregnant in the dream. I smiled, noticing her ass looked a little skinnier. She always believed that her ass was a little fat. I thought it was perfect, just plump enough to squeeze.

I looked around for Azrael. I didn't see the Angel lurking around.

"She's not here, Mark," Mary answered. "Sam and I figured out how to connect our dreams without needing Azrael."

"Wow," I said. "And damn you are hot in that bikini."

She smiled and stood up, letting me get a good look at her tanned body. "I've always wanted to go to the beach with you. Like Hawaii. And make love in the sea." She grinned, her delightful dimples creasing her cheeks. "I told you I'd make it up."

"You did," I grinned, my cock hardening as I drank in her body.

She dashed to the blue water, her ass swaying and jiggling beautifully as she ran, clad in the tight bikini. I chased after her into the warm water. Mary dived into the sea and came up, her dark hair damp as she treaded water. I swam after her, the water relaxing away all my cares. I caught my wife and pulled her to me and shared a salty kiss.

Her arms and legs wrapped around me as we kissed. We floated in the water and shared our love. I reached behind her back, and found the ties for her top. The bikini floated away atop the waves. Her breasts were the same golden tan and I bent down, letting the sea water engulf me as I captured her nipple.

"Oh Mark" she moaned as she ground her crotch into my stomach.

Still sucking her nipple, I untied her bikini bottoms and let them float away. She grasped my head and pulled me off her breast and kissed me. Her tongue invaded my mouth, inflaming my lusts. I moaned as her hands shoved into my trunks, groping my dick.

We rocked in the waves as we kissed, my legs slowly kicking to keep our heads above the warm water. Her hand stroked my cock as my fingers found her plump ass, squeezing and kneading. My dick ached to be in her, and Mary seemed to sense my need, or maybe her pussy needed to be filled, because her hands pushed down my swimming trunks and her hips shifted, and she engulfed my cock to the hilt.

"Yes, yes!" she purred as she sank onto me, surrounding me in her spongy warmth.

As we fucked, we slipped under the waves, but that didn't matter. It was a dream. We didn't need to breath.

We floated in the bright blue of the ocean, coral glowing on the ocean floor and colorful fish zipping around us. We slowly spun about as the waves surged to the shore. Bubbles escaped our lips as we moaned, floating lazily to the surface. We writhed against each other, her cunt squeezing my cock with her familiar tight grip, and I could feel her passion grow as I fucked her. I knew just how to move to pleasure my wife.

We stared into each other's eyes, lost in love. Her auburn hair floated about us, like the lazy tendrils of a sea anemone. Mary came first, bucking against me. Her cunt milked my cock, hungry for my cum. I reveled in the feel of her pussy, the tight friction bringing my balls to a boil. I came hard, tense pleasure surging out of me and into my wife.

I held my wife as we lazily spun in the ocean. Mary's body clung to me, her cheek resting on my chest. My cock was still buried inside her and, as she shifted her weight, my cock began to harden. Our passions grew, urging our hips to move. I wanted to float with her forever in this ocean, just making love. An eternity of love and passion.