Lust Quest (35 page)

Wailing in my lesbian lust, I gripped her head as she sucked hard on my orgasming sex bud. I could feel the juices of lust gushing from my bloated vagina, my clitoris pulsating, my womb rhythmically contracting. The holly leaf biting into my anal flesh, my exquisite orgasm peaking, I screamed in my euphoria and almost crumpled to the ground.

Again and again Jackie thrust her fingers into my wet cunt as my pleasure rolled through my sated body. I thought I was going to die as my knees finally gave way, the girl’s fingers slipping out of my convulsing sex sheath as I flopped to the ground. Rolling about as if in agony, my trembling body writhing like a snake, I gasped for breath as I slowly drifted down from my sexual Utopia. Sobbing as the last ripples of orgasm left my clitoris and transmitted deep into my young womb, I lay on my back with my thighs splayed, the inflamed crack of my vagina gaping. I could hear Jackie’s voice calling in the distance as my breathing slowed. Through my eyelashes, I saw her licking my pussy juice off her fingers, sucking them clean as she waited for me to recover.

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“Christ,” I finally murmured, propping myself up on my arms and bringing my sticky thighs together. “That was incredible.”

“I had an inkling that you were enjoying it,” she grinned. “I have a nose for these things. Or, I should say, a tongue.”

“You certainly have.” Climbing to my feet, I turned and bent over. “Would you take the holly leaf out?” I asked, the pain becoming unbearable.

“My pleasure,” she murmured huskily.

I cried out as she yanked the leaf out of my anal crease. Whispering words of lesbian love as she stroked the brown tissue within my inflamed crease, soothing my sore bottom-hole, she kissed my weal-lined buttocks. Her tongue nearing my private hole, I shuddered as she licked me there, wetting the stinging flesh encircling the inlet to my sheath of illicit sex. Gasping, I felt the juices of sex steaming down my inner thighs as the tip of her tongue entered my once private hole, tasting my inner flesh, waking sleeping nerve endings within my rectal duct.

My naked body jolting as she drove a finger deep into the sheath of my arse, I focused on the branch lying on the lawn. I wanted a thrashing, a naked buttock thrashing, a breast whipping, a vaginal flesh spanking. My insatiable clitoris swelling, calling for fingers or a tongue, I was desperate for crude sex. Sensations of crude sex rippling though my rectal canal as Jackie finger-fucked my tight arse, I wanted to commit the most vulgar and depraved sexual act imaginable.

“More fingers,” I gasped in my lechery. My feet wide apart, my naked buttocks projected, I rested my hands on the ground as Jackie forced another two 323

fingers past my tight anal ring and deep into the inflamed tube of my rectum. “More,”

I whimpered as my vaginal juices gushed between the swollen lips of my pussy and coursed down my inner thighs. I imagined the lewd sight of my anal right stretched tautly around Jackie’s fingers as she crudely pistoned my burning arsehole. Looking up between my thighs, I focused on the gaping entrance to my drenched cunt. I wanted both holes finger-fucked, used and abused by my lesbian lover. I needed a cock, two cocks, three, four ... “God!” I cried as Jackie grabbed the holly leaf and slipped in into the gaping ravine of my wet cunt.

Squeezing the hillocks of my vagina together, crushing the prickly leaf within my tightly closed sex valley, she managed to force half her hand into my inflamed rectum. The leaf spiking my inner sex flesh, gigging into the swollen nodule of my clitoris, I cried out as I my orgasm exploded and I flew to my sexual heaven. My pulsating clitoris sending exquisite shockwaves of sex though my quivering pelvis as the girl crushed the leaf between my ballooning pussy lips, I thought I was going to die. I could take no more, I was sure as her fist drove deep into my rectal sheath, my brown ring hugging her wrist.

“Keep coming,” she breathed, massaging the fleshy swell of my closed pussy lips, the leaf pricking the sensitive folds of my inner lips, stabbing the nubble of my pulsating clitoris. Her hand moving away from the hairless flesh of my vulval lips, she spanked my burning buttocks as hard as she could, her grunts resounding around the garden with every swing of her hand. Again and again she spanked my twitching anal orbs, the wondrous pain mingling with the ecstatic agony within my drenched sex valley and coursing through my entire body. Finally falling forward in my sexual 324

delirium, her fist leaving my rectum with a loud squelching sound, I thought my insides had been sucked out as I collapsed to the ground in a convulsing heap.

“Jesus,” I gasped, writhing on the patio like a snake in agony. I could hear her laughing as I drifted in and out of consciousness, my eyes rolling as my body convulsed violently. Thinking that I’d never recover from my massive climax as I panted for breath, I tossed my head from side to side, my muscles twitching uncontrollably as I squirmed in my sexually drunken state. Finally returning to my abused body, I managed to gaze through my eyelashes. Jackie was masturbating. Her panties around her ankles, her fingers deep into the tight sheath of her cunt, she reclined in the chair and massaged her clitoris.

When she reached her climax, gasping and twitching in the chair, I watched the juices of her cunt spewing between her thighs, running over the edge of the chair and pooling on the patio. Never had I seen a girl come so much. Ramming half her hand deep into her young cunt, the beautiful squelching sounds of female sex filling my ears, she screamed in her orgasmic ecstasy as she fervently rubbed her clitoris. I wanted to thrash her naked buttocks with the branch, whip the mounds of her tits, lash the lips of her wet cunt, thrust my fist deep into her anal core and abuse her curvaceous young body.

I’d lost all control, I knew as I crawled across the lawn and snatched the branch. Staggering to my feet, I teetered towards her convulsing body and raised the branch above my head. The first lash striking the twitching flesh of her inner thigh, I giggled in my lechery as she screamed out. Again, I lashed her inner thigh, the pink 325

weals fanning out across her milk-white flesh as she sustained her shuddering orgasm with her vibrating fingertips and fist fucked her young cunt. As she rolled to one side and fell to the ground, her fist embedded within the abused duct of her squelching vagina, I whipped the beautiful orbs of her rounded buttocks. The inflamed lips of her vagina hugging her wrist, I grinned as golden liquid sprayed out between her rubbery sex flesh and her hand. Splashing over her legs, the hot water splashing over the patio, I continued lashing her naked buttocks with the branch as she fist-fucked her young cunt.

“No more!” she finally screamed, dragging her fist out of her drenched cunt, her juices of lust mingling with the golden liquid and splattering my feet. Discarding the branch, I flopped into the chair, exhausted from my incredible coming and the thrashing. I watched the girl twitch and convulse as her flow of golden liquid finally stemmed. Her panties twisted around her ankles, she rolled off the patio on to the lawn, squirming and whimpering in the aftermath of her abuse.

I’d found my domain, I knew as I lay in the chair watching the juices of lust and the golden rain of depravity glistening on Jackie’s inner thighs. This was my life, my existence, I mused. Crude lesbian sex, group sex, anal sex ... I was now the goddess of debauchery. I was also about to become a published author of romantic fiction, and of erotic novels. I’d attained my goal in life. Had that been my goal? I pondered as the phone rang. To become a wanton bisexual whore? A cum-slut?

Clambering off the chair as Jackie lay whimpering in a warm pool of sex, I went into the kitchen and grabbed the receiver.

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“Jade, it’s Alan.”

“Ah, Alan the ex,” I returned. “And what do you want?”

“I was just wondering whether Crystal was there.”

“No, should she be?”

“I don’t know where she’s gone. I’ve been to her cottage but it’s empty.”

“You mean she’s moved?”

“It looks that way. Is it OK to come round?”

“What

for?”

“Just to ...”

“Coffee and a blowjob?”

“That sounds good.”

“Yes, why not?” I replied, gazing out of the window at the metal hoops lying on the lawn. “In fact, get here as soon as you can.”

“I’ll be at least half an hour, if not longer.”

“OK, as soon as you can. I’m looking forward to this, Alan.”

“So am I, Jade. So am I.”

Replacing the receiver as Jackie staggered into the kitchen, I clapped my hands together and grinned. She frowned at me as I burst out laughing. “Alan’s on his way,” I said. “Alan the ex.” Grabbing the branch from the cupboard, I lashed the worktop, chuckling insanely as she backed away.

“Jade,” she murmured. “What are you planning to do?”

“You’ll see,” I replied, lashing the worktop again.

“I won’t see because I won’t be here.”

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“Oh yes, you will,” I hissed. “You’ll be here to help me stake him to the lawn and thrash him.”

“I thought that’s what those metal hoops were for. You mustn’t do it, Jade.”

“Get out of those wet clothes and go and wait on the patio,” I ordered her.

“Jade

...”

“Do it, Jackie!”

As she slipped her wet skirt off and walked out into the garden, I lashed the worktop again. I knew that Alan had been involved with Crystal, and he was going to pay for his treachery. The phone ringing again, I knew it was my lucky day as Mog asked whether he and his friends could visit me. Readily agreeing, I wondered where Crystal had got to. If I had her naked body staked to the lawn ... No. There were limits even to
my
debauchery, weren’t there? Slapping my palm with the branch, I grinned.

There were no limits to my depravity, I knew only too well.

Grabbing the rest of the hoops from the box, I wandered into the garden and tossed them onto the lawn. Jackie was naked, her abused body glowing in the sun as she sat on a chair watching me. I knew she was thinking me mad, but I also knew that she couldn’t resist the opportunity of crude sex. Walking to the fence, I yanked a bamboo cane out of the ground and threw it on top of the metal hoops. The preparations were almost complete, I mused, eyeing the tub of butter. Apart from a few large carrots. Returning to the kitchen, I was about to grab a handful of the orange phalluses when the doorbell rang. If it was Crystal, then I really would be in my element, I reflected, walking through the hall. It was too soon for Alan the ex to arrive, so ...

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“Angela,” I smiled, looking her up and down.

“I hope you don’t mind,” she said softly. “I was just passing and ...”

“Mind?” I grinned. “Of course I don’t mind. In fact, your timing is perfect.”

“Perfect?” she echoed as she stepped into the hall.

“I’ll explain everything very soon,” I giggled, eyeing the swell of her breasts billowing her loose-fitting blouse. “Come into the garden ... On second thoughts, we’ll go into the lounge.”

Settling her on the sofa, I gazed at her naked thighs, pondering on her young pussy as she made herself comfortable. Alan the ex had fucked her, I reflected. He’d pushed his cock deep into her cunt and spunked her cervix. She’d not really crossed me by going off with my man. He’d lied to her as he’d lied to me, but she was still in line for a damned good thrashing. And I was sure that Mog and the boys would enjoy her naked body. I had two choices, I mused. I either forcibly denuded her curvaceous body and staked her to the lawn, or she agreed to my vulgar demands.

“Angela,” I smiled, sitting beside her. “I’m having a little party.”

“Ah, that’s what you meant by my timing being perfect,” she said, reclining on the sofa.

“Yes, yes it is. This is going to be a party with a difference.”

“Fancy dress?” she frowned. “I have nothing to wear.”

“Nothing to wear. Yes, that’s perfect. It’s a kind of pyjama party.”

“Oh,

right.”

“I have a spare nighty you can borrow. You strip off and I’ll go and get it.”

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“Undress in here?” she frowned.

“Why not? There’s no one else here. Slip your clothes off and I’ll get the nighty. The others will be arriving shortly.”

Closing the lounge door, I dashed through the kitchen and leaned out of the back door. Jackie was resting in the chair beneath the sun, the mounds of her pert breasts glowing, her nipples rising alluringly from the chocolate-brown discs of her areolae. Her eyes closed, she didn’t see me gazing longingly at her naked body. The scene was set, I mused as the doorbell rang. Jackie, Angela, Alan, Mog and his mates

...

Looking in on Angela as I walked through the hall, I told her that I was about to grab a nighty. She was in her bra and panties, her face beaming. She was looking forward to the party, I knew as she asked whether the others had arrived. She’d obviously heard the bell and was eager to meet the other party goers. The other sex goers, I reflected, telling her to wait in the lounge. Walking to the door, I suddenly realized that I was heading for trouble. Angela would probably cry rape, Alan the ex

... God only knew how he’d react when he saw Angela standing almost naked in the lounge. Mog and Co wouldn’t give a toss what was going on as long as there was plenty of wet cunt on offer. From prude to ... I had turned.

Opening the door, I frowned at Alan. “You’re early,” I said.

“Only ten minutes or so,” he grinned, stepping into the hall. “I’d thought I’d be a lot longer. Anyway, it’s the early bird that catches the worm. And when you mentioned a blowjob ...”

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“I want you completely naked,” I interrupted him, leading him into my bedroom. “Strip off and join me on the patio when you’re ready.”

“The

patio?”

“Why

not?”