The Devil’s Pact Revised 14: Naughty Doctor
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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Interview Report, Yancy Coleman, 06/13/13
Y. Coleman reported to the FBI tipline that his wife, Dr. Willow WolfTail OB/Gyn., had been prayed upon by Mark Glassner. I visited the subject at aprox. 1515, 06/13/13. Preliminary interview revealed the subject is going through a divorce with his wife and fabricated the claim in a desperate attempt to rationalize his marriage’s failure. I recommend no further investigation into the subjects claim.
—Excerpt from Summary Case Report 73429-45, lead investigator Agent Noel Heinrich
Mark Glassner
After everyone was dressed, Mary and Willow shared one more, passionate kiss and then we left our newest slut to see to her next patient. You really couldn’t see the cum stain on the back of her white, doctor’s coat, but my cum was drying in her hair, leaving a sticky white residue behind that stood out in her black tresses.
“I’m meeting Alice at the Blue Spruce at One,” Mary said as we waited for the elevator. “Mind dropping me off?”
“Yeah, okay,” I said.
Alice was our Realtor and Mary’s lover. This would be their third time meeting in a motel. Alice was married, and Mary said her husband wasn’t paying enough attention to her so Mary was more than happy to pick up the slack. My emotions were mixed on the woman. It was clear Mary felt more for this woman than just one of the sluts or other women we molested. Mary claimed they were just friends, but I was afraid something more could grow out of their affair. I trusted Mary and I didn’t want to seem like I didn’t trust her by objecting to her time with the woman. I just wished she would stop seeing her.
It was warm outside when we stepped out. We walked the two blocks up the street to my Mustang. Summer was almost upon us, and I eyed a few women already dressing for the heat. Summer was the best time of year.
“Do you have time for lunch?” I asked as we reached my car.
“Yeah,” Mary smiled. “I’m starved.
My stomach growled as I started up my car. “Then let’s find something.” I pulled out of the parking lot and headed down Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard past the hospital and reached Division Avenue.
“What’s there to eat around here?” Mary asked
“No idea.” I looked around. We drove three blocks and reached the light. I noticed a sandwich shop, Tacoma Subs, on the corner. “How about there?”
“Sure,” Mary smiled.
I turned right onto Division, went a block, and then left onto I Street. I parked on the shoulder across the street from the sub shop. We crossed I Street and entered the shop. It was like any sub shop, a pair of employees wearing khaki slack and green polos standing behind a buffet table full of cold cuts and vegetables, protected by a sneeze guard.
A couple was before us, ordering their sandwiches. The wife was gorgeous, black hair with a Mediterranean, olive complexion and a nice ass in her tight skirt. Her husband had the broad-face and dark hair of an Eastern European.
“Hi,” the wife said as Mary stood next to her. The wife’s eyes roamed across Mary’s body, and I could see desire kindling in her eyes—Mary’s wish at work. “I’m CeeCee.”
“Mary.” The ladies shook hands and Mary stroked her fingers.
* * *
Mary Sullivan
“I love this dress,” CeeCee praised as she smiled at me, falling under my spell. “It look so amazing on you.” CeeCee reached out and ran a finger down my chest, tracing the neckline.
“What can I make for you?” the bored subway worker asked us as a shiver of heat washed through me. I was going to have fun with CeeCee.
“Meatball sub, six inch,” I ordered, placing a hand on CeeCee’s hip. I loved the power I had over other women.
“Teriyaki chicken,” Mark ordered. “A foot long. And ignore what’s going on over here.” My horny stallion knew what was up.
“Yes, sir,” the worker said.
“I love this fabric,” CeeCee murmured, rubbing my breast through my top. My nipples hardened and pressed against the fabric. I was delighted when CeeCee began tracing the one hard nub with a finger, sending delicious thrills through my body.
CeeCee’s husband, who was paying for their sandwiches, glanced over and gaped, seeing his wife groping me. “What are you doing, CeeCee?” he gasped in a thick, Eastern European accent.
“Oh, just feeling the fabric of her dress,” CeeCee said, flushing and pulling her hand away. What a shame, her touch had been nice. “It just felt so amazing on my fingers.”
I caught her hand. I didn’t want her to stop, so I placed her hand back on my breast. Feeling really naughty, I leaned over and kissed CeeCee on the lips. Her husband sputtered in shock and rage, making my pussy even wetter.
“Don’t interfere,” Mark ordered. “Just watch CeeCee get it on with my naughty filly.”
I savored kissing CeeCee, delving my tongue into the married woman’s mouth while her husband glowered on. Her tongue met mine, swirling about mine. Our tongues danced together, flashing from my mouth to hers. Her hand squeezed at my breast as our excitement mounted.
“Anna, come here and suck my cock,” Mark suddenly ordered. I bet the sight of us kissing had been to much.
I broke the kiss and looked around, noticing one of the two sub shop workers. I ignored the whip-thin boy of eighteen or nineteen, and focused on the girl. She was a pretty, young woman with short, black hair and large lips wearing a nametag that read “Anna.”
“Okay,” Anna answered, blinking her brown eyes in surprise as she walked out from behind the counter.
“Horny stallion,” I giggled before kissing CeeCee again, thrusting my tongue into her hot lips.
Anna knelt down before Mark, unzipped his pants, and fished out his cock. She hesitate, her eyes wide in shock. She couldn’t believe she was about to suck my fiance’s cock. My pussy clenched in delight as the young woman’s tongue swirled around Mark’s cock before her lips closed.
“What kinda of cheese would you like on your sandwich?” the other worker asked.
“Eh, pepperjack on both,” Mark gasped as Anna noisily sucked on his cock.
“Toasted?” the worker asked.
“Yeah,” Mark muttered. I don’t think he cared.
I focused on kissing CeeCee. Her hand was still on my breast, but now she was sliding into my bodice to cup my naked tit. I groaned as the pleasure tingled through my body. She found my nipple, pinching and rolling it.
I groaned, my own fingers itching to explore her gorgeous body. I found the fly of her blue jeans, unsnapping them with my deft fingers. Her zipper rasped and then my hand snaked in, pushing into CeeCee’s panties. Her flesh was hot and I found her wet. CeeCee jumped as I shoved a pair of fingers into her hot pussy, her hand pinching my nipple.
CeeCee moaned into my kiss. I forgot about Mark’s fun as I fingered her pussy. Her husband still glowered, and that only made me more excited. I squeezed my thighs together as her hot cunt gripped my fingers. I kissed to her ear and nibbled on her lobe as my fingers pumped faster and faster.
“You’re so wet for me,” I whispered in her ear. “You’re going to be my little lesbian slut, aren’t you?”
“Oh, yes, make me your lesbian slut,” CeeCee moaned, her body shuddering and her pussy clenching about my fingers.
“Your husband’s going to watch his pretty little wife moan like the lesbian whore she is,” I hissed. My tongue licked the side of CeeCee’s face. “Have you ever eaten pussy, slut?”
“No,” CeeCee gasped. “Never!”
I shuddered in delight. I loved breaking in a new woman. “Once you’ve cum on my fingers, you’re going to get your first taste of cunt,”
“Oh, I can’t wait!” she panted. “I bet you taste wonderful.”
“I do,” I purred, fingering her harder, the heel of my hand grinding on her clit. I wanted her to explode on my fingers. I wanted to hear the little slut howl in delight.
“What’s gotten into you, CeeCee?” her husband asked, his face flushed and his cock bulged his pants. He hated it, but he was turned on.
That made me wetter
“Look at that, your husband has a little hard-on. Does watching your wife panting like a bitch for me get you hard?” I taunted. There was something so arousing about humiliating a man. I loved dominating those two SWAT Officers this morning. “Does it excite you to see how eager she is for her first taste of pussy?”
Her husband glowered at me.
“Mark, honey, make him cooperate.”
“Answer her,” Mark barked at the man, clearly distracted. Anna was furiously bobbing her head on Mark’s cock now, and I knew she was going to be getting a mouthful of hot cum. Mark’s eyes were locked on me, enjoying the little lesbian show I was putting on.
“Yes,” a strangled answer came from CeeCee’s husband.
“You’re so hard because your wife’s my lesbian whore?” I purred.
“I am,” Danko snarled, the words almost ripped out of him. He looked down, his jaw clenching.
“Watch me cum, Danko,” CeeCee cooed. “Oh, I’m so close. Her fingers feel so amazing up inside my pussy. She knows just how to touch me! Yes, right there, yes! Keep doing that! Oh fuck, oh fuck! Here I come!”
CeeCee bucked in my arms as her orgasm rolled over her. I exultantly smiled as the slut came on my fingers. Her pussy writhed about my pumping digits as her body heaved and shuddered like the whore she was.
“Fuck, Mare!” groaned Mark.
He ripped his cock out of Anna’s mouth, jerked it a few times, and shot his load across the slut’s face and hair. I groaned in delight and thrust my fingers deep into CeeCee’s pussy as I admired the sticky cum dripping down onto Anna’s uniform.
She was a positive mess. My pussy itched to be pleased.
“Time to taste some pussy,” I moaned. I reached beneath my skirt and wiggled out of my panties.
“Yes,” CeeCee moaned as she fell to her knees. Her head disappeared beneath my skirt. I leaned against the counter and sneezeguard as CeeCee’s tongue licked through my pussy lips, brushing my clit.
“Danko, your wife is a natural cunt eater!” I moaned as her tongue flicked around my bud. I squeezed my thighs together, humping against her lips. My excitement bubbled through me. I grinned at Danko as I came on his wife’s mouth.
“What vegetables do you want?” the worker asked. I was dimly aware of him pulling our subs out of the oven as my orgasm burned through me.
“Mine’s fine the way it is,” I gasped as CeeCee kept devouring my cunt, stirring my waves of bliss through my excited body.
* * *
Mark Glassner
As Mary came, I pulled Anna to her feet and roughly shoved her against the sneezeguard. Mary shuddered besides the cum-stained slut. I loved the sight of my cum dripping off Anna’s face onto her naked green polo shirt.
“And you, sir?” the other sub employee asked.
I squeezed Anna’s ass through her tight, khaki pants as I answered, “Lettuce, green peppers, and onions.” I really didn’t care, my attention was on Anna and her tight ass.
“Sure, sir,” he answered. He didn’t care that his fellow employee was dripping with cum and about to be fucked hard. He grabbed a handful of lettuce and dumped the shredded vegetables onto my sub.
I reached around and unbuckled Anna’s pants and pulled them and her white panties down off her butt. Her ass was firm, round, and white as snow. What a fine ass. I had to fuck it. I gave her butt a hard slap as I lined up my cock up to her sphincter. Anna gasped in pain as my cock plunged into her asshole.
“You love it up the ass,” I commanded Anna as I drew my cock back.
“Oh, fuck her ass, Mark,” Mary cooed and then bent over and kissed Anna’s cum-stained lips, licking up cum. “Umm, fuck her hard, stallion.”
I didn’t need to be told twice and pounded away at the slut’s ass. Her moans of pain transformed into gasps of pleasure as my command took root in her mind. She shuddered, her hips rocking in rhythm to my plunging cock.
“Yes, I love it up the ass!” she gasped. “You’re so right! Oh, wow! Oh, fuck my ass, sir!”
Her hand slid down and her ass clenched on my cock as she diddled her clit. I groaned, my balls swaying as I enjoyed the tight warmth of her ass. She felt so amazing on my cock as I plunged in and out, a velvety sheath that squeezed my cock.
Pleasure rippled around my shaft. Our flesh slapped together as the other employee wrapped up our subs in wax paper. I groaned, the tip of my cock aching. Every time I bottomed out in her ass, she let out a gasp. When I pulled back, she moaned, eager for me to thrust it in hard all over again.
“Oh, this slut is eating my cunt so well,” Mary panted. “Oh, Danko, you should be so proud of your wife. She’s going to want pussy now. Once a woman gets a taste of cunt, they’ll always crave it. I bet if you’re a good husband she’ll even share some of the pussy she’s going to gets with you.”
“Oh, I would love that,” CeeCee purred from beneath Mary’s skirt. “I could eat her cunt and you could fuck my snatch!”
“I’ll be the best husband,” Danko panted, rubbing his bulge, “if you’ll bring other women to our bed.”
“Fuck my ass!” Anna chanted as I plumbed her bowels. “Fuck me! Fuck my naughty ass!”
“Oh, yes, CeeCee, keep sucking my clit! Oh yes, oh yes! You fucking lesbian slut, I’m going to flood your face with my tasty girl-cum! Yes, yes, keep doing that!”
“I can’t believe how good this feels!” Anna panted. “I never knew ass fucking was this amazing! Fuck, I’m gonna cum with a dick up my ass! Jesus Christ this feel so good!”
“Do it, slut!” gasped Mary. “Cum on my horny stallion’s cock!”
Mary’s eyes met mine, and I grinned at her, my balls throbbing. “Cum on that slut’s face, Mare. Drown her with your pussy juices!”
“Yes!” she hissed.
“I’m cumming!” screamed Anna.
Anna’s velvety ass clenched hard on my cock as she came, her bowels rippling about my shaft. I slammed in harder, pushing her against the counter as she gasped and moaned. The pressure grew in my balls. I groaned, burying into her ass.
“You’re a fucking anal slut!” I growled as I flooded her bowels with my spunk.
“Cream her ass good!” Mary howled. I knew that pitch of her voice. She was about to cum. Her face scrunched up, and her auburn hair tossed about her head as she gasped and moaned. Her bare breasts rose and jiggled.
I loved watching my naughty filly cum.
“Yes!” she screamed as her body heaved. She bucked hard as her orgasm burned through her body. She shuddered and moaned before she went rigid. Then she relaxed and purred, “That’s a good slut.”
“Wow,” CeeCee gasped, appearing from beneath the table.
“I bet you’re horny again,” Mary giggled.
CeeCee nodded. “So horny.”
“Take your husband into the bathroom and make him lick your pussy. If he does a good job, you can take care of his hard cock,” giggled Mary.
“Do a good job,” I ordered Danko as his wife hopped to her feet.
CeeCee had a big smile on her pussy-smeared face as she pulled Danko to the bathroom.
“Lick my cock clean, slut,” I groaned as I pulled my dick out of Anna’s ass.
“Yes, sir.” Anna knelt and licked my dirty cock clean.
Mary smiled. “Horny stallion.” She paid for our subs and the other employee began cleaning up the kitchen as Anna cleaned my cock. “Let’s eat. I need to get going.”
I pulled my cock away from Anna. “Go back to work, but don’t clean up,” I grinned.
I sat down on the hard chair at the small table. CeeCee’s moans echoed through the sub shop as Mary and I enjoyed our sandwiches. Anna went back to work, her face stained with my drying cum, the seat of her pants slowly growing wetter as my cum leaked out of her ass. As customers walked in, they all would give her the strangest looks, but no one would say anything to her.
“What a nasty slut,” a woman whispered to her friend as they walked out of the store.
“God, I’d love to cream her face,” a guy joked to his buddy.
“Why would she want your small dick when she could have my hard, twelve inches?” the guys buddy retorted.
The first guy snorted. “Twelve centimeters, maybe.”
Anna’s face was red with humiliation and I could see tears gathering in her eyes as the customer comments shamed her. My dick was growing hard as she wiped away a tear while struggling to cut a sandwich.
“What a fucking disgusting slut,” a guy laughed as he walked away. My cock throbbed. Making her work covered in my cum was hot. But it wasn’t enough. My cock almost erupted at the dirty thought that popped into my head.
I stood up and walked behind the counter.
“Mark,” Mary groaned.
“This won’t take long, hun.”
She sighed.
“Take your shirt off, Anna,” I ordered, rubbing my hard cock through my jeans.
She pulled her green polo off, exposing a red bra cupping a nice pair of breasts. I drew my cock out. “Jerk me off onto those titties, slut.”
“Yes, sir,” she said.
She spat in her palm and her soft hand stroked my cock. She quickly pumped me, aiming my cock at her bra-clad tits. I was so aroused from my nasty idea that it only took four pumps of her fist before I was spewing my ropy semen on her tits and bra. It ran in gooey lines down onto her stomach, towards her pants.
“You’re going to work the rest of your shift with no shirt on,” I told her as my pleasure buzzed through my veins. “Let everyone see just how much of a slut you are. If any guy wants to add to the cum, charge him ten bucks. For twenty, they can fuck your cunt.”
“Yes, sir,” Anna said, standing up, more tears forming.
“You love this,” I told her. “No matter how humiliating it is, you love it. You get off on the shame like a fucking cum-loving whore.”
She wiped away her tears, her cheeks burning bright. “Okay, sir. You…might be right.”
I winked at her before glancing at the other worker, “Don’t interfere with her side job.”
He grinned. “Wouldn’t dream of it, sir. I got a twenty in my wallet for her.”
Another customer walked in and gaped at the girl. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “What kinda whore are you? ‘Cause I got a big load in my pants for you, dearie.”
“Ten dollars, if you want to cum on me,” she said in shame even as her hips shifted with arousal.
The guy hooted with excited laughter. I would have loved to stay and watch, but Mary was impatient to go.
To be continued…
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