The devil's pact - S01 E27

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The devil's pact - S01 E27

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 27

"Yeah, they make the cutest cars."

Laughing, I backed my car out of the space and headed off to find a Volkswagen dealership. I got on highway 512 and got my Mustang up to 100 mph going down the hill into the valley before I had to slow down to make the curves. I got us down to River Road, on the other side of Puyallup, which was crowded with a dealership for every car manufacture you could imagine and found the Larson Volkswagen dealership.

We got out of the car and Mary started wandering through the various Beetles and Jettas, Golfs and Tiguans, proclaiming how cute they were. I just wondered what the fuck a Tiguan was. Could it be a lizard? I checked my camcorder and saw the memory card was nearly full, so I popped open the trunk and swapped out memory cards for my camcorder, and looked around for any attractive women.

"Can I help you folks?" a handsome, young man in a blue-striped white shirt asked. He was clean cut and friendly and reached out to shake my hand.

"Yeah, my girlfriend, Mary, is looking for a new car," I told Frank, reading his name off a blue nametag. "Help her find what she's looking for."

"Okay," he said in a friendly manner, "What type of car are you looking for, Mary?"

"Something cute," she answered, as Frank led her off. "and sporty."

I was about to follow when I noticed this gorgeous, sandy-blonde haired woman, mid-twenties, in a red sundress. The dress was held up by two narrow straps that left most of her shoulders bare, between the plunging neckline and a push up bra, the woman had an amazing cleavage. The woman was with a man, her husband I guessed, who placed a hand on her hip as they talked over a silver Passat.

I grabbed Allison and stopped her from following after Mary. "Slut," I said quietly. "I'm going to lead that man's wife off to the bathroom to fuck her. I need you to keep her husband distracted."

Allison grinned, eying the man up. He was a ruggedly handsome man, broad shoulder and chiseled features. "Like how I distracted the guy in Aeropostale?"

I smiled at her. "You do whatever you want," I told her. Allison

nodded her head, eagerly, licking her lips.

Allison and I walked discreetly over to the couple and waited for my chance. After a minute, they separated and I stepped up to the wife and whispered, "Tell you're husband you need to go to the bathroom and then wait for me in there naked."

The woman glanced askance at me and, with a surprised look on her face, said, "Eric, I'm going to use the restroom."

"Hmm, okay, Beth," her husband answered, reading the specs of the Passat hanging on a window, and Beth started walking towards the showroom and the restroom within. Her fine ass swayed beneath the loose fabric of her red dress as she strutted across the car-lot. I waited until Allison walked up and started flirting with the husband, and then I followed Beth to the restroom.

The showroom was deserted and I slipped into the woman's restroom without being seen. Inside, Beth waited. She was naked and shyly held one hand over her pussy, blonde hair peeking out through her fingers, while the other arm vainly tried to cover her large, round breasts. A red flush was creeping across her face and stomach as I filmed her. The door had a deadbolt and she jumped when it clicked as I locked the door.

"Wh-what do you want w-with me," she stammered in fear.

"Don't be afraid," I told her and she immediately calm down. I'm going to fuck you and you're going to enjoy it. So don't be shy."

Beth's arms dropped away and she straightened, a sultry smile appeared on her face. Her nipples hardened, dark pink, with large aerolas. Her pussy was covered with a fine down of blonde hair. I sat the camcorder on the counter, aimed it where I hoped it was catching the action, walked over to her and pushed her back against the tiled wall, fishing my cock out of my pants. She was breathing heavily, licking her lips in anticipation. I rubbed my cock on her wet pussy lips and then shoved all the way into her.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, "that's good!" Her arms wrapped around mine and one leg curled around my waist. I grabbed it, holding her leg up and allowing me to get deeper into her wet cunt. I started to fuck her fast. Allison wouldn't be able to distract her husband for long and then he would be wondering what happened to his wife.

"God, you feel good," I moaned, kissing her neck as her cunt

gripped my cock with a silken embrace.

"Fuck, you're big," she gasped. "Oh fuck, your stretching me so Fuck, you're big," she gasped. "Oh fuck, your stretching me so good! Harder! Harder!" The bathroom echoed with our gasps and moans and the slap of flesh on flesh and that wet, squishing sound of cock sliding through dripping cunt. "Oh fuck, oh fuck!" she moaned over and over. Her cunt constricted on my dick as she came, bucking in my arms. I kept fucking her hard.

There was a knock at the door, we both froze. "Beth, you in there?"

Fuck it was her husband. I slowed my fucking down and Beth moaned, "Yeah, I'm not feeling well. I'll be out soon!"

"Do you want me to come in?" he asked.

"N-no," she gasped, her cunt tightening about my cock and she squirmed in my arm. I bent and sucked a hard nipple into my mouth. "You can't come in, it's the ladies room."

"Okay, I'll be right out here, Beth."

"O-okay!"

God, it was exciting fucking a man's wife right under his nose. I fucked her with slow, barely pulling out before shoving back in. Beth moaned softly, her cunt squeezing my cock. Apparently, she found it exciting as well. She clenched her lips, trying not to cry out. "You gonna cum on my cock again," I whispered into her ear, "with your husband right outside?"

"Yes," she whispered huskily. "Fuck me with that big cock."

I sucked on her tit, leaving small bite marks. She was panting in pleasure and bucked in my arms as a second orgasm rolled through her. Her cunt was squeezing so hard on my dick and it felt so amazing, and she clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle her scream. My own cum was nearing, building in my balls. I kissed her mouth, tasting her tongue and fucked her hard; one, two, three more times and then erupted inside her.

I slumped against her for a moment, the pulled my dick out of her cunt and stumbled back. "Get dressed," I told her, quietly. "Don't clean out your pussy till tonight, Walk around all day feeling my cum inside you and remembering how great the fuck was. Don't ever tell your husband or anyone else about this. And don't feel guilty. Just think of me when your husband's little dick's inside you.

She nodded, grabbing her beige panties and pulling them on. She

walked over to me and kissed me. "Thanks," she whispered. "I haven't cum that hard in years." She found her clothes and got dressed.

I slipped into a stall as Beth unlocked the door and slipped out of the bathroom and I heard her husband ask, "You okay, Beth? You were in there a while."

"Oh, I, um, wasn't feeling well," Beth answered.

"I can see that," her husband said. "You look a little disheveled. Do you want to go. We can look for a new car another time."

The voices were walking away now. "No, I'm feeling a lot better, now.

I planned on waiting another minute before exiting when Allison burst in, smiling. "Did you fuck her good, Master?" she asked, excitedly.

"I did," said. "What happened to distracting him?"

"Sorry, master," Allison said, downcast. "I flirted and giggled and stuck out my chest but he wasrit interested."

"Maybe he's gay," I mused. "His wife hadn't been fucked well in a while

Allison nodded and then saw my sticky cock. She knew what to do and dropped to her knees, sucking my pussy covered dick into her mouth and sucking happily. I closed my eyes, enjoying my slut's hot, little mouth and hard tongue stud sliding around my cock. The door opened and a woman gasped. "Shit, get in here!" I quickly ordered.

The woman, one of the sales staff, quickly entered the bathroom. She stared wide-eye as Allison didn't even stop her blowjob. "Christ," the woman, Iris her nametag read, cursed, mortified. "You can't be doing that in here. Stop that!" She was an attractive woman, early thirties, fit and toned. Her black hair was long and tied loosely back with a red ribbon. She wore a soft blue, business skirt and blouse, and black-rimmed glasses perched on her small nose.

I smiled down at Allison. "You've been a good slut today," I told her. "I think you need a reward. Take off your clothes, lie down and spread your legs." Allison peeled out of her t-shirt and dropped her skirt in seconds and was on her back, legs spread to show her pussy streaked with drying cum from the man she fucked at the mall and her juices. Iris was speechless, gaping at Allison's pussy.