1. The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 7: Bitter


    Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Female/Female, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    tits.” The trio seemed very close. In the dream world, Gabriella, Remelda, and Zelda had bonded over being the cheerleaders daughters. It was a pity the entire squad hadn't been knocked up by the Ghost. I would have loved to see the Ghost's daughters prancing around in the black-and-gold cheer outfits of the Lionesses. Ursula's hand slid down to squeeze my ass. “I want to tell him,” she whispered. “Right now?” I asked, her fingers teasing my asshole. “Oh, Daddy! Shoot your cum inside me! Oh, fuck!” “When he's finished with those baby sluts,” giggled Ursula. Her finger probed inside my asshole. I was lubed by the Ghost's load. He fucked me an hour ago and his cum had slowly leaked out of me, running invisible down my legs. I loved every second of that. “I think that's a good idea,” I smiled. I wanted to marry Ursula. But we needed the Ghost's blessing. Many women in the cult had paired off, forming closer connections with another member. We were all the Ghost's women, his harem of wives, but that didn't mean we couldn't love someone else. Rhonda May and Marissa closer than sisters should be—which was hot. Tammy and Cheryl-Lynn were always loving each other. Lizzy and Heather always seemed to be hanging about. I'm not sure if they realized they actually loved each other, but they were so obvious sometimes. I gripped the door frame as Ursula worked her fingers in and out of my backdoor. I groaned, squeezing down. Her other hand slid up my front, cupping my breast. She leaned ...
    in, her lips nibbling at my ear. “You like that, slut?” she hissed. “Do you like my finger up your ass?” “So much,” I groaned. “Umm, keep working those digits in me.” I shuddered, heat tumbling through me. A second finger slipped into my asshole, burning pleasure rushing through me. My bowels squeezed on her plunging fingers, soft sighs escaping my lips. She traced my finger with hers, teasing my hard nub. “That's it, slut. Watch the ghost fuck his daughters and cum like the filthy whore you are.” “The filthiest,” I moaned. “I helped the Ghost molest you, after all.” I smiled, remembering how the Ghost enlisted my help to seduce Ursula. I got to lick her pussy as he fucked her. That had been so hot. My pussy clenched, dripping with my excitement. My pants joined Gabriella and Remelda's. “I'm cumming, Daddy!” Gabriella gasped. “Momma, watch me cum!” “I'm watchin',” purred Ursula, her fingers fucking harder in my ass. “You're so beautiful.” A minute later, Remelda gasped and moaned, slamming down on the Ghost's cock. Her dark-brown body shook, and then she fell back. Her pussy gaped open, hugging the Ghost's invisible dick. Then he popped out and her pink lips closed tight. The bed shifted. “What did you two sluts wanna ask me?” growled the Ghost. His hand squeezed my tit, molding my flesh. His fingers found my nipple, my pink nub stretching and deforming. I shuddered and gasped, my orgasm rippling through me. “Oh, yes! Oh, yes!” I gasped. “That's not the answer to my question,” ...