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Authors: Ray Gordon

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“Come in,” she said, answering the door to her unsuspecting victim.

“Hi, Annabelle,” Tom said, smiling as he eyed the deep ravine of her cleavage exposed by her partially open blouse. “You’re looking lovely, as always.”

“Thanks. Shall we sit in the lounge?”

 

Leading him into the room, she made sure that he sat on the sofa. Sitting opposite in the armchair, she immediately parted her thighs, displaying the wet crack of her vulva as she talked about the barbeque. Again, Tom obviously couldn’t believe his eyes at her stared at her blatantly displayed intimacy. Adjusting the bulging crotch of his trousers, he must have thought this his lucky day as Annabelle reclined in her chair, parting her thighs further as he moved forward on the sofa.

 

“Oh, I forgot to bring your panties back,” he said without taking his eyes of her sex crack.

“Not to worry,” she breathed, clutching the ivory symbol. “I have plenty more.”

“Do you?” he chuckled. “Anyway, I’m glad you enjoyed the barbeque. I can’t think how I burnt those sausages. And I was thinking later about the sausage Carole found on the lawn. I don’t remember you having a sausage.”

 

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“I wouldn’t worry about it, Tom. Did you mention my panties to Carole?”

“No, I thought it best not to.”

“You might as well throw them in the bin. I don’t need them.”

 

Running her fingertip over the smooth ivory symbol, she wondered when to use the power to have Tom lick her insatiable clitoris to orgasm. Now that he’d fucked the tight sheath of her arse and pumped her bowels full of sperm, the question of his adultery meant nothing.

Annabelle thought it a shame that he couldn’t enjoy the memory of his new-found sex life with her. But This was fun, she mused, parting her legs even further.

 

“Annabelle,” he murmured, gazing in awe at her open sex valley, the wet folds on her inner lips. “Why are you sitting like that?”

“Like what?” she asked, squeezing the symbol. Hoping she had the power, she grinned.

“Would you like to shave me?” she asked.

“Yes, very much,” he replied.

“Go to the bathroom and get the razor. And a towel and there’s a can of foam on the windowsill.”

 

As he left the room, she pulled her skirt high up over her stomach and almost lay in the chair with her feet wide apart. She’d thought about shaving several times since admiring the naked flesh of Louse’s vulva. To have Tom remove her pubic curls would be arousing, she mused, running her fingertip up and down the wet gully of her pussy. Once he’d finished the job of depilation, he’d force his huge cock into the tight shaft of her young cunt and fuck her senseless.

 

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Settling between her feet with the shaving equipment, she smothered her black fleece with the foam. Annabelle relaxed, closing her eyes as he massaged the foam into her vulval lips, the gentle rise of her mons. Tom was her slave, she decided. Her ever-obedient sex slave, attending her most intimate needs. The panties soaking up her juice-drenched vagina as he worked between her thighs with the razor, she felt her clitoris swell, her young womb contract.

Had Carole been different, more adventurous sexually, she could have enjoyed Tom’s intimate attention. Had Brian been ... Brian was insane. She was never going to have an exciting sex life with him. But now, things were very different.

 

As Tom pulled each outer lip up and ran the razor over the fleshy hillocks, Annabelle breathed heavily, revelling in the beautiful sensations of illicit sex rippling through her young body. Parting her legs as wide as she could and resting her thighs over the arms of the chair, she watched Tom dragging the razor over her vulval flesh. Meticulous in his work, he removed every last pubic curl before taking the towel and wiping away the foam. Gazing at the smooth, pale flesh of her vulva as he finished cleansing her, she grinned.

 

“That’s very good,” she praised him, sliding her rounded buttocks over the edge of the cushion. “Now I want you to push your fingers into my cunt and pull my wet panties out.

Complying, he slipped two fingers into the hot sheath of her young cunt, watching her inner labia dragging along the sodden material as he extracted his prize from her vaginal cavern. “Now push the wet panties between my buttocks and run your knob up and down my cunt crack,” she ordered him in her rising wickedness. “I don’t want you inside me. Just run your knob up and down until your spunk over my hairless pussy.”

 

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Unzipping his trousers, he pulled out the solid shaft of his massive penis and complied with her lewd request. His purple weaponhead running up and down the length of her vaginal slit, gliding over the sensitive nubble of her erect clitoris, she gasped in her debauchery. Her dark eyes focused on his glistening knob-head, she knew that he’d be desperate to enter her, completely impale her on his love staff and pump her spasming cunt full of sperm. But she wanted to watch his orgasmic cream jetting from his throbbing knob, splattering her mons, bathing the intricate folds of her inner flesh. He could fuck her properly later, she decided, her clitoris pulsating beneath his massaging glans.

 

“I’d like you to bring some friends to my house,” she said, eyeing his sperm slit expectantly. “Say, half a dozen men. Young men who’d love to fuck my holes and fill me with spunk. Will you do that for me?”

“Yes, I will,” he breathed, rocking his hips as he fucked her creamy-wet vaginal crack.

“This evening, OK?”

“I’ll phone some friends and bring them here this evening.”

“Good. You’ll have to give them a reason. I know, tell them that I’m having a party.”

“A party, yes.”

“Now I want you to spunk all over my cunt.”

 

Gripping his huge cock by the root, he breathed heavily as he ran his swollen knob up and down the length of her vaginal slit. His sperm suddenly jetting from his slit, splattering the hairless flesh of her vulva, creaming her hot valley of desire, he let out a long low moan of pleasure as his balls drained. Annabelle watched his white liquid gushing from his slit, bathing 136

her solid clitoris and running down to the panties between her firm buttocks as he fucked her burning valley of desire.

 

Pondering on having six men satisfy her feminine desires, she pictured six erect cocks pumping spunk over her naked body. Not one of her sex slaves would recall her whorish behaviour, she thought happily as Tom squeezed the remnants of his spunk out of his deflating penile shaft. Watching the white liquid running between her splayed love lips, she ordered Tom to retrieve the panties from her anal gully and mop up his orgasmic cream. Cleansing her with the pussy-wet material, he obediently followed her next order and placed the soiled panties in the laundry basket.

 

“There’s an empty washing up liquid bottle in the kitchen,” she said as he returned from the bathroom. “Go and get it.” Parting her swollen love lips as her sex slave fetched the bottle, she ordered him to kneel on the floor and force the flat end of the plastic phallus deep into her cunt. Listening to her squelching juices as he pushed the end of the bottle between her splayed inner lips, she stretched her outer labia further apart. The bottle slipping past the tightness of her pubic bone and driving deep into the wet heat of her cunt, she gasped and whimpered in her debauched act.

 

“Fuck me with it,” she breathed shakily. “Fuck my cunt really hard and bring me off.”

Gasping as Tom withdrew the plastic bottle and rammed it deep into the inflamed sheath of her cunt, Annabelle knew that her illicit sexual exploits were becoming the centre of her very existence. Her crudity and wanton whoredom were taking over her entire life. But did it matter?

 

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she wondered as her young body rocked with the vaginal pummelling. She was enjoying her cunt for the first time in her life, so what the hell?

 

Watching the rubicund petals of her stretched inner lips rolling back and forth along the sex-slimed bottle, her ballooning clitoris forced out from beneath its pink bonnet, she tore the front of her blouse open and painfully pinched her sensitive nipples. Her whole body trembling with the beautiful sensations of indecent sex, she pulled and twisted the brown protrusions of her milk teats, adding to her incredible pleasure as Tom squelched her copious vaginal juices with the plastic phallus. Debased thoughts flooding her mind, she again imagined six solid cocks fucking her tight orifices, spunking her bowels, her hungry cunt, her wet mouth. Picturing two massive penises simultaneously shafting the bloated sheath of her vagina, bathing her ripe cervix with sperm, she dug her fingernails into her areolae as she teetered on the brink of her climax.

 

“Harder,” she breathed. “Fuck me harder.” The bottle repeatedly ramming deep into her convulsing cunt, pummelling her creamy-wet cervix, she cried out as her orgasm exploded within her pulsating clitoris. The wet bottle massaging her painfully swollen clitoris, sustaining her immense sexual pleasure, she dug her fingernails deeper into the dark discs of her areola and again cried out in her ecstasy. Her stomach rising and falling with the crude vaginal pistoning, her splayed thighs twitching, she ordered Tom to force two fingers into her arse.

 

“Yes,” she cried as his fingers opened her tight anal ring and drove deep into the dank heat of her rectum. Her orgasm peaking, sending electrifying tremors through her convulsing body, she tossed her head from side to side and gasped incoherent words in her sexual delirium.

Again and again her palpitating clitoris sent shockwaves of pure sexual bliss deep into her 138

quivering womb as Tom repeatedly rammed the plastic bottle into the fiery heat of her inflamed cunt.

 

Her orgasm beginning to leave her quivering body, she listened to the beautiful sound of her squelching vaginal juices as Tom slowed his pistoning rhythm. Massaging her rectal duct, sending wondrous ripples of sex into the very core of her young body, Tom finally eased his fingers out of her anal inlet and slipped the plastic bottle out of her burning cunt. Convulsing in the aftermath of her multiple orgasm, Annabelle lay quivering and gasping as she recovered.

Shaved, spunked, crudely fucked with a plastic bottle ... And now she was looking forward to an evening of obscene sex with several men. Hauling her sagging body out of the chair as the phone rang, she ordered Tom to stiffen his cock.

 

“You’re going to fuck me hard,” she said, sitting on the sofa and lifting the phone.

“Hello,” she breathed, pressing the receiver to her ear.

“Hi Annabelle,” Carole said. “Is Tom there?”

“Er ... Yes, he is,” she replied, wondering whether she should have lied.

“He didn’t say anything about going to see you. When was this arranged?”

“It wasn’t arranged. He rang and ...”

“Pass the phone to him, will you? We were supposed to be going out this morning. I’ll have a word with him.”

“He’s ... he’s in the attic looking at the wiring,” she lied, watching her brother-in-law lying on the floor wanking his solid cock.

“For God’s sake. I told him that I’d only be half an hour at the shops and then we were going out. The minute he comes down from the attic, get him to call me, OK?”

 

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“Yes, yes I’ll do that.”

 

Replacing the receiver and settling by Tom’s side, Annabelle licked the hairy skin of his scrotum and breathed in aphrodisiacal scent of his genitalis. His penis was huge, she observed, licking the root of his amazing organ. Carole was a lucky girl, she reflected. But Annabelle was able to share her sister’s husband, have him attend her feminine needs and use him for crude sex.

Placing her knees either side of his hips, she lowered her young body until the purple globe of his cock nestled between the dripping wings of her inner lips. His huge shaft gliding deep into the tight sheath of her cunt, she gasped as her outer lips pressed against his huge balls and his plum pushed against her cervix.

 

“You’re so big,” she breathed, again sinking her fingernails into the sensitive flesh of her areolae. “You like fucking me, don’t you?”

“Yes,” he replied. “I’ve always wanted to fuck your sweet cunt.”

“And you think about me when you fuck Carole?”

“Every time I fuck her, I think about your tight little cunt,” he confessed as she bounced up and down on his mammoth weapon.

“Keep talking. I want you to tell me all your thoughts. Why did you go with Carole if you wanted me?”

“I didn’t think you were interested in me.”

“You should have made a move, said something to me. Anyway, tell me what you think about my cunt.”

“It’s hot and tight. Whenever I see your tight panties, I think about your sweet cunt. The panties you left at the barbeque ... I sniffed them and then wrapped them around my cock and 140

wanked. I spunked over the crotch. I imagine spanking you, Annabelle. I imagine you across my knee, your naked buttocks turning red as I spank you for being a naughty little schoolgirl.”

“Do you like schoolgirls?”

“I’d like to see you dressed in a gymslip, white ankle socks and navy-blue knickers. Now that you have a shaved cunt, you’d look like a schoolgirl when I pull your knickers down to spank your bare bottom.”

“You have quite a fertile mind,” she giggled, his bulbous glans repeatedly meeting the creamy-wet ring of her cervix. “Buy me a school uniform and I’ll wear it for you. You’re going to imagine me in navy-blue knickers now and spunk up my cunt, aren’t you?”

“Yes, yes.”

 

Bouncing up and down faster, Annabelle felt the bulb of her clitoris swell, her young womb contract, as she pictured Tom spunking over a pair of navy-blue knickers. Her vaginal juices squelching as she rode his magnificent cock, her clitoris rolling along his pussy-slimed shaft, she knew that she was going to come as she painfully dug her fingernails into the brown teats of her firm breasts. Picturing her young body in a gymslip, her knickers down to her thighs as she lay across Tom’s knees, she wondered whether she’d enjoy a spanking.

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