The Devil’s Pact Revised 3: Sexy Salesgirls Chapter Four

 

The Devil’s Pact Revised 3: Sexy Salesgirls

Chapter Four

by mypenname3000

© Copyright 2013


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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.



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I wept as I made the final pilgrimage through the South Hill Mall, stopping last at Goth Topic. Tomorrow, this holy site would be torn down. My anger at Lilith reached its crest. That Demon had a lot to answer for.

Excerpt from The Journal of High Priestess Daisy Cunningham

Mark Glassner

I was balls deep in Lillian’s cunt when this stunningly beautiful, slutty young woman sauntered in.

She walked with the confidence of a woman that knew how gorgeous she was and loved the effect it had on everyone in the room. Her hair was dyed bubblegum-pink, her skirt was made of shredded wisps of purple and white fabric that barely covered her ass, and a tight t-shirt that fit tight across her tits and it was quite clear her ample breasts were not supported by a bra. Her nipples were hard, clearly outlined in the thin material of her shirt. There were dimples on either side of her nipples—it took me a moment to realize that they were pierced. The shirt was pink and had “Daddy’s little Girl” written across her breasts, only the word “Girl” was cross out and underneath was written “Slut.”

She was a slutty vision of beauty.

Lillian gasped, and jerked her hand up from below the counter; she had been fingering her clit. The pink-haired girl noticed the motion and smiled wickedly, winking at Lillian, clearly not fooled. She sauntered over to the counter and breathed in deeply. We reeked of pussy juices and cum; the pink-haired girl’s smile was naughty and knowing.

“Whatcha doin’?” she purred.

“T-training,” Lillian stammered, trying to sound normal.

“Slut training?” the girl asked with a smirk.

“Oh, yeah!” Lillian moaned, her pussy squeezing down on my cock. “I’m such a whore!”

The jig was up, so I began to fuck her hard, letting the new woman see exactly what I was doing. The smile grew on the pink-haired girl, spurring me to really pound Lillian’s cunt. The goth slut gasped and moaned, tossing back her head, then slipped her hand between her legs.

The pink-haired girl stopped Lillian, grabbing her hand. “Let me help!”

The slutty woman’s hand disappeared under Lillian’s skirt. Her fingers caressed my cock as it plunged into Lillian’s cunt before she frigged Lillian’s clit. Lillian gasped and her cunt rapidly constricted on my cock as she came.

“Fuck!” Lillian moaned. “I was so horny I came when you touched me.”

The girl laughed and licked Lillian’s juices off her fingers. What a fucking slut! My balls were about to boil over, and I drove harder and harder into Lillian, desperate to cum again. I grunted, my body tensing, and then my dick erupted and I shot a second load of cum while the pink-haired slut continued licking her fingers clean, like a cat savoring a bowl of cream.

“Fuck,” I groaned, breathing heavily on Lillian’s neck.

The teenager ran her pink tongue over her full lips slowly, a silver stud pierced her tongue. “How’s her training? Did she live up to your expectations?”

“She’s a natural,” I groaned, as Lillian started to gently squeeze her cunt on my cock again. “She really strives to please, which is important in customer service.” From the back of the store I heard a muffled moan and wondered what Mary and Anne were getting up to. Probably Anne’s tongue in Mary’s cunt.

The slut giggled, a wicked, trilling laugh. “I’ve always wanted to work at Goth Topic. Can you give me some training?”

Holy shit! This girl was going to let me fuck her without me having to make her. Fuck, I couldn’t believe it. I was so excited, and Lillian’s cunt felt so warm and tight as she massaged my cock with her pussy walls. My balls went into overdrive; I shot a third load of cum up inside her.

“Absolutely!” I panted. “Just have to interview you first.”

“Oh, of course,” she nodded seriously.

“What’s your name? And how old are you?”

“Alison Hertz, and I’m almost nineteen.”

“Well Alison, take off your panties and let me see what kind of pussy I’ll be working with.”

“I’m not wearing panties,” Alison confided, lifting up the front of her skirt. Her pussy was shaved smooth, her slit tight,and juices glistened on her lips. Tattooed above her pussy was “Cum on in,” with a little, red arrow pointing at her clit.

“Where’d you get that?” I asked. “The tattoo artist looks like a master.”

“Right here in the mall,” Alison purred, licking her lips suggestively. “After he finished, I let the tattoo artist cum on in and he was more than happy to give me the tat for free.”

“And those nipple piercing? Did your piercer cum on in, too?”

She shook her head. “I had to lick her tight pussy to get those.”

Fuck me. She was a perverts wet dream.

“Well, you’re hired,” I told her.

Alison walked behind the counter and pulled up the back of her skirt to expose a perky ass. I pulled out of Lillian’s cunt and moved behind Alison. I had to bend a little lower, but I stuffed my cock up into Alison’s tight cunt. Lillian was between us and the entrance, blocking us from view allowing me to fuck the pink-haired, almost-nineteen-year-old slut hard and fast.

“Fuck that whore!” Lillian urged, lifting her black skirt with one hand and playing with her messy pussy with the other. Lillian brought her stained fingers to her lips. Alison slid her hand between the salesgirl’s legs and shoved two fingers up Lillian’s cunt. “You naughty slut!” moaned Lillian. “That feels so nice!”

“And you feel so wet,” Alison whispered, then leaned over and kissed Lillian. “Oh, god, fuck me stud!” The pink-haired slut hissed when she finished kissing Lillian. “I’m close to cumming!”

I fucked her harder, her cunt spasming pleasantly on my dick as she came loudly, drawing the attention of passing mall shopper, a middle-aged woman dressed in a conservative, cloud blue pantsuit; a nasty look sneered across her face.

As the woman entered the store, a nasty thought popped into my mind. I pulled my cock slowly out of Alison’s cunt, trying to move as little as possible, then I slid my wet dick between the cheeks of her ass and slowly pushed it into her asshole.

Alison stiffened and gasped, then giggled, “What a bad man. Umm, that is nice.”

“Are you okay, dear?” the woman asked, eyeing the flushed teenager as my dick slid deeper and deeper.

“I’m just fine,” Alison panted. “Just being trained. It’s my first day.”

The woman peered suspiciously at us as my cock bottomed out in her tight, hot asshole. Alison squirmed a bit, trying to get used to my shaft invading her ass. “Are you sure, sweetheart?”

“Oh, yes,” Alison gasped as I slowly withdrew my dick, then pressed it forward, savoring the feel of her hot, velvety ass. “He’s an amazing trainer. Right, Lillian?”

Lillian licked her lips. “Oh, yes! He cums here all the time. To make sure we’re well trained.”

This conversation was too much for me, and I came in Alison’s ass, grunting in pleasure, and burying into the slut’s ass. My entire body trembled, and a second, louder groan, escaped my lips as Alison’s ass milked another blast of cum out of my cock.

“You three are some disgusting deviants!” the woman shrilled. “I’m going to get mall security.”

“No you’re not,” I ordered her. “You’re going to come back her and suck my cum out of Alison’s ass for being such a nosy bitch. And don’t stop eating her asshole until she cums.”

The woman, looking completely confused and ashamed, walked behind the counter and dropped to her knees behind Alison. She lifted the slut’s skirt, spread her asscheek, and exposed a brown, winking hole dripping with white semen. The woman gingerly placed her lips on Alison asshole and sucked.

“Oh, fuck!” Alison moaned. “You are one nasty guy! Um, that’s it. Lick my ass, bitch! Suck out all his cum! Oh, yes! I’m going to cum on your bitchy lips!”

My cock was dirty from Alison’s ass, so I lifted Lillian’s skirt. Her wet pussy would clean it up, and I shoved my dick into her sloppy pussy, fucking her slowly. I looked over at Alison and asked, “You ever wanted to be a sex slave?”

“Oh, yes,” she panted. “I love it when a guy takes charge. And you…oh, my God, you are amazing! Please, let me be your slave!”

“Why I am not surprised you found another girl to amuse yourself with,” Mary said as she walked up, trailed by a thoroughly disheveled Ann. The salesgirl’s lips were smeared with Mary’s pussy juices and she carried several bags of clothes.

“This is Alison,” I told her as Lillian moaned on my cock. “Alison, this is my girlfriend Mary.”

“Oh, nice to meet you!” Alison gasped.

“Alison is going to be our sex slave from now on,” I told Mary. She arched an eyebrow at me. “Alison, you’ll do anything, no matter how filthy or depraved, that me or Mary tell you to do.”

“Oh, absolutely!” Alison gushed. “That sounds wonderful! Thank you, Master. Thank you, Mistress. I’ll be the best slut-slave ever!”

“Well, she definitely dressed for it,” Mary said, reading the words printed on Alison shirt. “And, um, who is eating out her ass?”

“Some prudish bitch. She’s going to pay for your clothes, right?”

There was a muffled “yes” from between Alison’s perky cheeks.

I leaned down to grab the prudish bitch’s purse, trying not to pull out of Lillian. I almost fell over, and my dick sadly slipped out of her warm cunt. I grabbed the purse and shoved my cock back inside the salesgirl’s pussy. I opened it up and pulled out her wallet. I found a credit card and handed it to Lillian so she could ring up the purchase. I found about a hundred in cash and pocketed that, and threw her purse on the floor. Lillian fumbled at the register, having trouble concentrating as I fucked her harder.

“Eat my ass,” Alison moaned. “Oh, fuck yeah! Tongue it, you nasty bitch! I’m gonna cum on your prudish lips! Oh, fuck! Yes! Yes!” With a shriek, Alison came, writhing and swaying.

The prudish bitch, fulfilling my commands to the letter, grabbed her purse and fled the store, almost tripping in her haste to escape. I laughed as I watched that uptight bitch scurry off, her face smeared with my cum dirtied by Alison’s ass. The depravity of it went straight to my balls. My body tensed. I buried into Lillian’s cunt and emptied one last load into her.

Mary giggled at me, and leaned over and gave me a kiss. “Nice cum?.

“Yeah,” I smiled, pulling my cock out of Lillian’s wet and dripping cunt.

“Slut, clean your Master’s dick,” Mary ordered, snapping her fingers at Alison.

“Yes, Mistress!” Alison moaned, and dropped to her knees, and licked all the pussy juices off my cock, then she tucked my dick into my pants, zipped me up, and looked up at me, her eyes pleading with me.

I stroked her pink hair. “You did good, slut.”

Tension melted out of her and her smile was almost as beautiful as Mary’s.

“Grab our bags, slut,” Mary ordered. Alison leaped to obey. “And walk behind us.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

I wondered what other fun we were going to get up to at the mall today?

* * *

Lillian Franks

I watched enviously as Alison trailed after Mark and Mary like a slutty puppy. Part of me wanted to go with her and be their sex slave. I could only imagine all the fun we’d get into. I wanted to ask, but if he had really wanted me, he would have said so.

“That was wild,” Anne breathed, her face smeared with pussy juices.

“Lean over,” I told her.

She did, and I kissed her, tasting Mary’s cunt—sweet and spicy.

“I can’t believe I went down on a customer in the changing room,” Anne giggled. “But she tasted great.”

“You should have been out here,” I smiled. “He must have pumped four loads of cum into my pussy. Good thing I remembered to take the pill this morning.”

“You slut!” Anne giggled. “They are a wild pair. He’s so commanding. There’s something special about him.”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “I bet we’ll be hearing all about him.”

“I just hope they come back,” Anne sighed. “I would let him do anything to me.”

“Me, too,” I sighed. “Alison’s one lucky slut.”

Ann nodded. “So, you’re going to that club tonight…”

I laughed. “Are you more into women now?”

“Mary was very persuasive.”

To be continued…

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