Dangerous Desires (19 page)

Her mouth flooding with fresh sperm, she snaked her tongue around the lad’s orgasming glans, sustaining the flow of testicular milk as he gasped and whimpered in his pioneering 159

mouth-fucking. Annabelle repeatedly swallowed his fruits, sucking and mouthing to bring out every drop of his spunk as he gripped her head to steady his trembling body. Drinking from his fountainhead, draining his young balls, she felt her clitoris swell and pulsate, her juices of lust oozing from the neglected sheath of her tight cunt. Mouth fucking was one this, she mused, sucking out the last of the salty spunk from the twitching cock bloating her pretty mouth. But she needed to feel a cock thrusting deep into her yearning cunt, spunking her creamy-wet ring of her ripe cervix. Finally slipping the lad’s deflating cock out of her mouth, she stood up and almost ripped her clothes off as her arousal rocketed.

“I want two of you,” she said urgently, positioning herself on all fours. “One beneath me and one kneeling behind me.” Grinning as two lads eagerly complied with her request, she instructed the one beneath her to slip his erect cock deep into her wet cunt. Letting out a sigh of pleasure as the solid organ slipped past her pinked inner lips and drove into her well-juiced vaginal duct with ease, she squeezed her muscles, her tight sheath hugging its prize as she gasped and trembled in her debauchery.

“And now you can put your cock into my cunt,” she said, turning her head and gazing at the young virgin kneeling behind her. “Go on, push it in alongside your friend’s cock.” Her long black hair veiling her flushed face as she felt the lad stabbing at her blocked vaginal entrance, she prayed for him to manage the illicit feat as he pressed his swollen glans hard against the taught flesh of her inner lips. “For God’s sake, ram your fucking cock into my cunt,” she breathed in her desperation to commit the obscene act.

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The boy struggling to force his swollen glans into her bloated vaginal inlet, she reached behind her back and painfully stretched the fleshy outer lips of her hairless vulva wide apart. The solid cock-shaft suddenly gliding along her inflamed vaginal tube, as if sucked into her trembling body, she let out a cry of pleasure as the two cocks fully impaled her. Her vulval lips stretched tautly around the two erect shafts, the bulbous knobs pressing against her cervical ring, she felt a quiver of ecstasy run through contracting womb as she pictured the double penetration of her abused vagina. Her clitoris painfully swollen, she knew that she needed the relief of orgasm as her vaginal muscles convulsed, hugging the penile shafts like a velvet-jawed vice.

Ordering another lad to force two fingers into the tight sheath of her rectum, she knew that she was nearing the bottom of the pit of depravity as the rounded cheeks of her bottom were crudely yanked apart, exposing the tightly-closed brown ring of her anus to the wide eyes of her expectant audience. Instructing another teenager to kneel before her as fingers glided deep into her anal canal, she grinned as a boy knelt with his purple plum hovering only inches from her sperm-thirsty mouth. Sucking his glans to the back of her throat as the fingers massaged her inner rectal flesh, she rocked her naked body back and forth. The double fucking stretching her vaginal duct to capacity, Annabelle had at last found her domain.

But at what cost? she wondered as the eager boys began fucking her tight pussy hole with a vengeance. Using and abusing friends and strangers, Brian’s car breaking down, losing his job

... Brian deserved it, she tried to console herself. After all he’d done to try to cause trouble, he deserved far more than problems with his car and losing his job. And he was going to get far more, she reflected as the lad fucking her mouth neared his orgasm. The boys certainly weren’t 161

going to complain about the abuse, she mused. They’d have no recollection of their visit to the house, so there was nothing to worry about. Was there?

Swallowing hard as the lad filled her hot mouth with his gushing spunk, Annabelle knew that she had to stop thinking about right and wrong. Although her life had changed dramatically, she was sure that she could cope with the transformation. Sucking sperm out of teenage boys’

cocks was harmless enough, she mused. Using her power to have young men fuck her, her brother-in-law screw her tight arse, young Louise and Alison to lick her to orgasm ... There was no hard, she concluded as sperm dribbled down her chin.

“Both come at once,” she gasped as the boys fucking her tight cunt let out low moans of satisfaction. Annabelle could feel their spunk jetting from their orgasming knobs, filling her spasming cunt as they double fucked her. This was degradation in the extreme, she reflected, sucking out the last of the trembling lad’s spunk as his cock began to deflate. Fingers pistoning the inflamed duct of her rectum, a cock fucking her mouth, two penises screwing her tight cunt ...

This was real sex.

Ordering one of the bystanders to fuck her arsehole as the fingers left her rectal sheath, she wasn’t sure how the illicit feat would be accomplished. With two cocks already bloating her vaginal cavern, the lad would have to somehow stand on bended knees in front of the boy kneeling behind her and try to drive his cock into her anal inlet. Hearing movements behind her as gasps and grunts resounded around the room, she felt the bulbous knob of a solid cock pressing hard against the sensitive tissue surrounding her rectal hole. He was going to manage it, 162

she was sure as his penile head slipped past her defeated anal sphincter muscles, his knob-eye peering into the dank sheath of her tight arse.

As mass of limbs entangled behind her trembling body as her cunt overflowed and spewed fresh spunk over her twitching thighs, she shook violently as the teenager managed to drive the entire length of his rock-hard member deep into her rectum. With three cocks bloating the tight holes between her legs, she felt that she was going to split open as her pelvic cavity bloated to accommodate the boys’ organs. Shockwaves of pure sexual bliss coursing through her naked body as the penis fucking her mouth withdrew, she hung her head, gasping with the crude violation of her young body.

“Another cock,” she breathed. “I want another cock fucking my mouth.” A willing participant eagerly kneeling and pushing his exposed purple glans into her sperm-dripping mouth, she gobbled and sucked on his salty plum like a woman possessed. With four cocks embedded within her sex orifices, she knew that she’d accomplished her ultimate goal. To be simultaneously fucked by four lads was the depth of degradation, the height of sheer obscenity.

But this wasn’t enough for Annabelle.

“Wank over my hair,” she gasped, momentarily slipping the solid cock out of her spunked mouth. “You two, wank over me and spunk my hair.” The boys standing either side of her head wanking their fresh cock shafts as she sucked and tongued on the knob ballooning within her hot mouth, the fiery sheath of her cuntal throat swallowing sperm from two knobs, the inflamed tube of her arse flooding with spunk ... Annabelle could smell the aroma of sex in the air as her mouth again flooded with sperm. The room resounding with gasps of sexual 163

satisfaction, the squelching sounds of cock fucking her well-spunked holes filling her ears, she knew that she’d want more once the boys had left her.

Her thoughts turning to Louise and Alison, she decided to have them call at the house and suck the spunk out of her sex orifices the minute the boys had gone. Praying for Louise to be at home as she swallowed the boy’s gushing liquid of orgasm, she imagined two cocks forced into the girl’s tight anal canal. There was no limit to her debauchery, Annabelle knew as the boys’

fucking motions slowed. Sex and more crude sex was what she needed, what she craved. Was the entity driving her on? she wondered as the four penises withdrew from her trembling body. Or was this her dark side coming through?

Rolling onto her back on the floor, she lay with her trembling limbs spread, her sex holes oozing with the lads’ sperm as they towered over her and looked on in amazement. They thought her a wanton whore, she knew. But the notion excited her, sent quivers of pleasure coursing through her naked body. She should order her victims to dress and leave, she knew as she watched sperm hanging in long strands from their knob-slits. Although exhausted, she had to have more before the teenagers studs left her.

“All stand around me,” she ordered them. Encircling her naked body, they looked down at her and awaited their next instruction. “You’re all young,” she breathed huskily, gazing up at the six flaccid cocks. “Young enough to come several times, I would imagine. Before you leave, you’ll all wank and shower me with your spunk. Do it now. Make sure your cocks are positioned over me and wank until you shower my body with spunk. I want it over my face, my tits, my shaved cunt ... Spunk all over me.”

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Watching their hands run up and down their stiffening shafts, Annabelle imagined Brian witnessing her crudity as she toyed with the inflamed lips of her sperm-flooded vagina.

Massaging the solid nubble of her aching clitoris, she watched the balls bouncing above her as she waited in expectation. She’d have the young lads again, she decided, her clitoris responding to her intimate caress, sending tremors of bliss through her quivering pelvis. She’d order them to return to her house the following day, perhaps bring a few of their friends along ... And she’d have each lad fuck her at least twice.

She also had the entity to use and abuse her, she reflected, recalling the unseen penis driving into her vaginal duct, bathing her cervix with its ghostly sperm. Were there limits to her debauchery? she wondered. Had she sold her soul to the Devil? Trying to empty her mind of such thoughts, her eyes darting between the cock as the boys began gasping, she opened her mouth and spread her legs wide in readiness for the white shower. There were almost there, she knew as she pushed her tongue out, hoping to taste the rain.

“Yes,” she breathed as two boys reached their goal, their sperm raining over her squirming body. Another two lads pumping out their sperm, Annabelle felt the splattering of the fresh orgasmic cream as all six boys wanked and pumped out their spunk. The male fluid splashing on her hairless vulval lips, her firm breasts, her face her stomach ... She’d experienced every imaginable debauched act, she was sure. There was nothing more she could do to plunge any deeper into her own pool of depravity, she knew as she watched long threads of spunk hanging from the boys’ purple knobs. The white strands reaching down to her naked flesh, 165

finally leaving the cocks and landing in pools on her trembling body, she licked her hands, her arms, lapping up the salty cum as the boys finished their wanking.

“All dress now and leave me,” she breathed, massaging spunk into the firm mounds of her young breasts, the dark discs of her areolae. Watching her male studs taking their clothes from the floor, she felt her clitoris inflate again, her vaginal muscles spasming as she pushed her pink tongue out and tasted the sperm on her full lips. She couldn’t take any more crude sex, she knew. Her young body awash with sperm, her nipples painfully erect, her clitoris yearning for attention ...

“Wait,” she said. “Drop your clothes and all stand around me again.” The young men following her orders, she looked up at the pink shafts of their cocks snaking over their sperm-dripping scrotums. They were in no fit state to come again, let alone fuck her to orgasm. But they could ... Her mind torn, she tried to speak, tried to instruct them to dress and leave before it was too late. This was wrong, she reflected, her mind brimming with wicked thoughts. To use them for sex was one thing but to have them ...

“There’s one more thing before you go,” she breathed, wondering why she had no power to resist the temptation to commit the most sordid act imaginable. “You’ve all spunk in me and over me. I’m dripping with your spunk and I need cleaning, washing.” They stood motionless around her sprawled body, waiting for their orders as her sparkling eyes darted between their spent cocks “You’ve behaved very well,” she praised them. “Your obedience has pleased me.

But you’ve not quite finished. I want you to ...” Annabelle’s words tailed off as she fought 166

against temptation. She desperately needed a shower, but not this way. “Go,” she managed to breathe. “Dress and get out of here.”

Clambering to her feet as they grabbed their clothes, she staggered into the kitchen and leaned on the table. Sperm oozing from the inflamed holes between her firm thighs, running in rivers over the firm mounds of her young breasts, hanging in white threads from her sex-matted hair, she knew that she’d gone too far this time. Worse than a common whore, she’d behaved like a filthy slut. But no one would ever know, she consoled herself, filling the kettle. No one would ever know of her obscene behaviour. The phone ringing as she spooned coffee into a cup, she lifted the receiver half expecting it to be Brian.

“I was watching you,” a man said.

“I’m sorry?” Annabelle murmured.

“I was watching you at the end of your garden.”

“Who is this?”

“Does that man’s wife know what you get up to? I’m sure your neighbour would be very interested your activities with her husband.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Annabelle returned shakily, sure that one of the other neighbours must have seen her.

“Yu used the young lads who have just left your house. You used them for sex, didn’t you?”

“Young lads? I ...”

“You used your spell over them, didn’t you?”

“Look, I have no idea ...”

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“I’ll be in touch, Annabelle.”

As he hung up, Annabelle replaced the receiver and leaned on the table again. Her heart racing, her hands trembling, she knew that one of her neighbours had witnessed her crude act.