1. The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 3: Winter


    Date: 11/15/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Domination/submission, Female/Female, Group Sex, Latina, Male/Female, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    Ghost. “Yes!” I moaned. “Fuck, yes!” I kept pumping, my orgasm shuddering through me, my clit rejoicing with the thrill of it. I was swaying, almost lost to the bliss. I almost could feel the Ghost watching us from Hell, smiling with satisfaction as he saw our dedication to him. “Yes! I'm cumming!” Nevada gasped. “For you, Ghost! Yes, yes, yes!” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thursday, November 22nd, 2013 – Rhonda May Myers I trooped outside the next day, the jade amulet shining around my neck. The orgy last night had been intense. It had never quite ended. You just sort of collapsed and slept before you were dragged back in. Some had paused to cook food, eating in hurried bites before plunging back into the orgy to add more passion to power the amulet. I wanted to sleep for a week. But first I was going to go be with the Ghost. The other five women had already been out to cast the spell and came out with big smiles on their face, well-fucked by the ghost. They had been naked like I was. It was so cold. My nipples were hard and my skin goosepimpling. But I needed to do this to get everything ready for the ghost. I walked out past the barns before hopping over a fence into a dirty horse paddock. I reached the point Deidre told me to, stretching out on the cold ground. “Blue hells, that is cold,” I gasped, shifting on the ground and looking up at the sky, my legs spreading wide. My teeth chattered, making speech impossible for a moment. Something drifted down, white and ...
    fluffy. Snow. I pushed my hands between my thighs, pressing them into my pussy. “I call upon my guardian spirit. Come upon me, Ghost of Paris. Leave your mark on my body and this spot. Defend your devoted worshipers.” Another shiver went through me, but not from the cold. Electricity dance on my skin, the jade pendant flaring with powerful light, pushing away the cold. The snow fell on me, a flake here, a flake there, melting instantly, water beading across my flesh. “Well, well, well, another purtee, young thang itchin' for my pecker,” a voice hissed out of nowhere. “It's you,” I beamed. “I missed you.” “Course you did, sweetness.” A hand slid up my thigh, fingers shoving into my pussy. I grew wet in an instant, heat burning through me. “You're just a slut achin' for my big, ol' pecker.” “I am! My pussy's missed your pecker so much! Me 'n Marissa both. We can't wait for you to be reborn.” His fingers pumped harder inside me, curling up. I arched my back, shuddering, so deliriously happy to be touched by him again. His thumb brushed my clit, bliss pouring through me. The pleasure swelled and then I gasped and writhed, cumming on his fingers. “Yes, yes! That's what I needed!” “You cummin' already, slut?” “Hell, yeah, I am!” I gasped. “You're touchin' me!” He chuckled, pulling out his fingers. I could see them outlined by my juices. The falling snow settled in his hair and on his shoulders, melting and running across his invisible body. He loomed over me, blocking the snow, his hard ...
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