Dangerous Desires (27 page)

“My father seems to call in to see you quite often,” she said accusingly.

“Yes, he does. He’s a nice chap.”

“He’s put a new fence panel up at the end of the garden.”

“Yes, I’ve seen it. He’s pretty good with things like that, isn’t he?”

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“I can’t think why he made a hole in the fence. It’s odd to ruin a new panel by making a big hole in it.”

“A hole?” Annabelle said, wondering how much the girl knew. “I can’t say that I’ve noticed.”

“As you said, he’s pretty good with things like that. A hole in the fence, a hole in the wall

...”

“The wall? I’m sorry, Louise, but you’ve lost me.”

“The bathroom wall.”

“What ... Is he putting up a shelf or something?”

“No, not a shelf.”

“Oh, right. So, how long have you got before you leave college?” Annabelle asked, playing innocent.

“Alison likes the hole in the bathroom wall.”

“Alison? Louise, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Haven’t you? You went up to the bathroom. You know about the hole, don’t you?”

“No, I don’t. What do you mean,
Alison likes the hole in the bathroom wall
?”

“She tells me all about it. After she’s been to the bathroom, she tells me what happened in detail. I spend a lot of time in my bedroom studying,” she said mysteriously. “And gazing out of the window. It’s interesting, the things that go on at the end of the garden.”

The girl knew everything, Annabelle reflected fearfully. But what was her game? What did she want? At least Annabelle now knew who’d planted the baby alarm. But she had no idea why. There was obviously far more to Louise than she’d originally thought. The frumpy little college swot was ... Annabelle didn’t know what she was. There was no point denying 229

everything, she knew. But she wasn’t prepared to have a silly little teenage girl threaten her. And it was pretty obvious that that’s what she intended to do.

“Who were all those young lads who visited you the other day?” Louise asked.

“My boyfriends,” Annabelle replied unashamedly. “They come here to ... Let’s just say that we have a good time.”

“Oh, right. Er ...”

“Sabrina and I have a pretty good time, too.”

“And my father?”

“We all enjoy ourselves, Louise. What are you getting at, exactly?”

“Nothing. It’s just that I ...”

“Want to join in?”

“No, I ... Don’t you mind me knowing everything about you?”

“Not at all. Why should I mind? I mean, it’s not a secret.”

“I suppose not. But, if my mother found out about the hole in the fence ...”

“Or the hole in the bathroom wall,” Annabelle cut in triumphantly. “If she knew that you knew about Alison ... Need I say more?”

“Well ...”

“What did you come here for, Louise? What do you want?”

“Just to see you. To talk and see whether we could come to some sort of arrangement.”

Leaving the sofa, Annabelle discreetly took the ivory symbol from the windowsill and squeezed it tightly in her hand. The power had to work, she thought, smiling at Louise. The girl knew far too much and was obviously out to cause trouble.
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Annabelle could put a stop to her nonsense, she’d be forever beholden to her. Walking across the room, she gazed into her wide eyes, again praying for the power to work.

“Stand up and take your clothes off,” she said sternly. “That’s more like it,” she giggled wickedly as the girl stood and unbuttoned the front of her dress. Even though she had Louise in her power, she decided not to mention the baby alarm. There was a slim chance that she might recall talk of the alarm, and Annabelle didn’t want to take that chance. Watching the girl’s long dress fall down her slender body and crumple around her ankles, she admired the fullness of her small bra, the bulging material of her tight red panties.

“You’re a troublemaker,” she breathed, placing the symbol on the mantlepiece. “Nothing but a bloody troublemaker. Do you know what I do with troublemakers? I’ll show you. Step out of your dress and kick your shoes off. Then, I want you to take your bra and panties off.”

Grinning as the girl obediently followed her instructions, Annabelle ordered her to drag the armchair into the centre of the room.

“That’s perfect,” she said as the girl stood by the chair. “OK, now bend over the back of the chair with your feet wide apart.” Kneeling behind Louise as she bent over the back of the chair and rested her head on the cushion, Annabelle stroked the firm orbs of her naked buttocks.

A thrashing would not only determine whether or not the power was working, but also teach her a damned good lesson, she mused, leaping to her feet and dashing into her bedroom. Grabbing a leather belt from the wardrobe, she stood behind Louise and rained it above her head.

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“Number one,” she laughed, bringing the belt down with a loud crack across her victim’s naked buttocks. The girl’s naked body convulsing as the leather strap again lashed the tensed cheeks of her naked bottom, she let out a yelp. If she was faking, then she was doing a pretty good job, Annabelle mused, sure that she had the power with her as she again brought the belt down with a deafening crack. Halting the punishment, she knelt behind the girl’s and parted the glowing orbs of her naked bottom and gazed at the tightly closed hole of her anus. Licking the exquisite hole of her young bottom, tasting her there, she couldn’t be sure that the girl wasn’t faking. Wondering how to determine the truth, she leaped to her feet and grabbed the ivory symbol from the mantlepiece.

“Right, young lady,” she breathed, kneeling behind the girl and yanking the fleshy lips of her vulva wide apart. Easing the symbol deep into her tightening vaginal cavern, she slipped it out again and gazed at the well-juiced ivory. Easing the firm cheeks of her buttocks apart, she pushed the rounded end of the symbol into her tight anal ring. Grinning as her brown tissue yielded, opening wide to accommodate the phallus, she pushed it fully home leaving only the end emerging between the globes of her naked bottom.

This was going to be the ultimate test, she knew as she climbed to her feet and looked up at the ceiling. Mentally urging the entity to come to her, she pictured Louise’s young body rocking as an unseen penis shafted the tight sheath of her juiced vagina. This was dangerous, she mused, wondering whether the entity would emanate from its dark world.
Fuck her tight cunt
, Annabelle thought, willing the unseen being to use Louise’s naked body.
I command you to come
to me and fuck the girl’s tight cunt. I order you to obey my every word.

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The room darkening, the air turning cold, Annabelle knew that the entity was nearby.

Slipping the ivory symbol out of Louise’s tight anal sheath, she stepped back and waited in fear and trepidation as an icy draught whipped around her ankles. Gazing wide-eyed as the rounded cheeks of Louise’s naked buttocks parted seemingly of their own accord, Annabelle watched the brown eye of her anus open wide. Unseen hands were there, she thought anxiously as the room became colder. Unseen hands groping, feeling, violating ... The girl’s anal inlet stretching open to capacity, she knew that an invisible penis was entering her. Louise gasped, her naked body trembling, but she didn’t protest as her rectal sheath opened fully. Indentations appearing in the soft flesh of her hips, her naked body rocking, the entity held her as he began his fervent fucking motions.

Moving behind Louise, Annabelle dropped to her knees and peered into the gaping duct of her steamy rectum. The dank walls of her anal canal massaged by the unseen glans, Annabelle focused on the lewd sight. The girl’s rectal channel dilating to a good two-inches diameter, her young body rocking wildly, she let out whimpers of pleasure as the entity obviously neared its climax. Louise wasn’t faking, Annabelle thought, realizing that she was observing the obscenity in the exact spot where the entity was standing. She had the power. Or, the power had her.

This was Annabelle’s chance to discover more about the entity and the mysterious power.

If she could somehow communicate with the being ... Wondering whether telepathy would work, she closed her eyes and concentrated.
Can you hear me?
she asked in her thoughts.
Who are
you? Where are you from?
Hearing nothing as Louise cried out, Annabelle gazed at the yawning tube of her rectum. White liquid flooding her inflamed anal channel, she shook uncontrollably as the entity repeatedly rammed its orgasming knob-head into her tight arse.

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Moving forward, Annabelle lapped up the sperm streaming from the girl’s yawning anal estuary. The salty substance was cold, as in death, but she couldn’t help herself as she drank from the teenager’s undulating anal hole. Her full lips locked to the sperm-dripping brown ring of Louise’s brown ring, she repeatedly swallowed hard. The unseen penis still shafting the girl’s violated rectal canal, Annabelle thought it odd that she felt nothing as she sucked and slurped at the girl’s spunk dripping hole. The cock stretching her victim’s anal canal wide open, Annabelle thought that she’d have felt something in her mouth. Again trying to communicate with the entity as she sucked Louise’s rectal sheath dry, she felt her body jolt as the invisible penis withdrew from the burning eye of the girl’s bottom-hole.

Standing behind Louise’s trembling body as she lay gasping over the back of the armchair recovering from her ghostly arse-fucking, Annabelle felt strangely dizzy. Something brushing against the soft flesh of her inner thighs, she wondered whether the entity wanted her young body, wanted to fuck and spunk the tight sheath of her vagina. Slipping out of her clothes, she ran her hands over her curvaceous body, squeezing the firm mounds of her breasts and tweaking the sensitive protrusions of her milk teats. Louise had revelled in the pleasure of a crude arse-fucking, and now Annabelle was to receive the unseen penis, she was sure. Moving her hands down over the smooth plateau of her stomach, she froze. Expecting to feel the swollen lips of her vagina, the wet gully of her sex crack, she gasped as she felt the solid shaft of a penis rising from her hairless vulval flesh.

“God,” she breathed, looking down as she ran her hand up and down the fleshy rod of the invisible penis. She could feel the sensations of male pleasure as she rolled the foreskin back and 234

forth over the bulbous knob, feel the glans swelling, the shaft twitching. Was the entity using her, or was she using it? she wondered, kneading the heavy balls hanging between her naked thighs.

Equipped with a male organ, she could now experience the pleasures of forcing a cock into a tight vaginal duct, feel the spunk jetting from the throbbing knob as the balls drained.

Running her fingertips up and down the dripping crack of Louise’s vaginal slit, she took her huge penis in her hand and slipped the swollen knob between the dripping inner lips of the girl’s pussy. Breathing heavily as she pushed the glans of her cock deep into the quivering teenager’s vaginal duct, she was amazed by the male sensations. The tight sheath of Louise’s vagina hugging the invisible shaft of her cock, Annabelle shuddered as her swollen glans absorbed the inner heat of the girl’s sex-drenched cunt.

“Yes,” she breathed, grabbing her hips and withdrawing her massive organ before impaling the quivering girl fully on her ghostly love-staff. She could feel her balls swinging between her inner thighs, the pubic curls tickling her sensitive flesh as she increased her fucking rhythm. This was an experience she’d never forget, she knew as Louise’s creamy-wet vaginal massaged the sensitive surface of her bulbous glans. Listening to the delicious squelching sounds of sex as she fucked the teenage girl, Annabelle could hardly wait for the sensation of male orgasm, the feel of sperm coursing along her penile shaft and jetting from the slit of her throbbing knob. The entity had decided to allow her to experience the pleasure the male derives from crude sex, but why?

Her penile shaft swelling, her swollen globe throbbing, Annabelle knew that her sperm pump was about to explode into action as she held the girl’s hips tight and repeatedly rammed 235

her male organ deep into the spasming sheath of her burning teenage cunt. Gasping as she pumped out her creamy spunk, Annabelle shuddered uncontrollable as the male cream lubricated the forbidden union. Her invisible balls swinging between her shapely thighs, her lower stomach slapping the rounded cheeks of Louise’s firm buttocks, Annabelle fucked the young girl with a fury.

Her balls finally drained, she stilled her solid penis deep within the tight sheath of Louise’s cunt. Her swollen knob absorbing the inner heat of the girl’s vaginal sheath, Annabelle realized that her cock wasn’t going to deflate as she slid the huge shaft out of the girl’s sperm-flooded vagina. Massaging the wet penis, she pressed the solid knob hard against Louise’s anal inlet. Easing the bulbous globe of her glans past the girl’s defeated anal sphincter muscles, Annabelle let out a rush of breath as she drove her rock-hard shaft deep into her hot duct. Her knob embedded deep within the fiery heat of her bowels, she gazed at the girl’s anal ring stretched tautly around the invisible shaft of her cock.

This was an incredible experience, she mused, withdrawing her anal-slimed shaft and driving her swollen glans deep into the girl’s trembling body. To experience crude sex as a male was amazing, but also frightening. What else was the entity capable of? she wondered as the squelching sounds of anal sex resounded around the room. Was she controlling the entity, or was the entity controlling her? Dabbling with the unknown was extremely dangerous, she knew. But the temptation of degrading sexual experiences was too much to resist. If only she could discover exactly what the power was, she reflected. To make contact with the entity and discover ...