Lust Quest (32 page)

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I was hoping that Crystal would suggest that I stake her to the lawn again, but didn’t reckon she would after her last experience, her sexual torture. I’d just have to wait and see what happened, play it by ear and pray for a chance to torture the truth out of her. When she arrived, I poured her a glass of wine and we sat on the patio enjoying the evening sun. She was wearing a red dress short enough to reveal the alluring swell of her tight panties and low enough to expose the deep ravine of her cleavage. She wouldn’t be wearing the dress for long, not if I had my way.

“How’s

the

writing

going?” she asked.

“I’ve had a spot of bother with my computer,” I replied. “I seem to have deleted the romantic novel I wrote, and I can’t find the floppy disc.”

“Oh, no. What will you do?”

“I’m not too worried about it,” I smiled, mysteriously looking about me. “It wasn’t my book that I lost.”

“What?” she gasped, almost spilling her dunk. “What do you mean, it wasn’t your book?”

“I scanned a book into the computer. It was one I’d bought from a secondhand bookshop. I wanted it up on screen so I could play about with it, perhaps borrow a few scenes.”

“But ...” she breathed, her eyes wide with shock. “I thought ...”

“What did you think?”

“I thought you’d written it.”

“You didn’t know about the romantic novel, Crystal.”

“No, I mean ...”

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“Thankfully, my dirty book is quite safe. And the floppy disc is with my agent. As for the romantic novel ...I pinched most of it,” I laughed.

“That’s plagiarism,” she frowned. “You’d never have got away with it.”

“I only borrowed a few scenes. I changed them here and there, and changed the names of the characters. Actually, I borrowed more than a few scenes. Anyway, it really doesn’t matter.”

“So, you’ve not sent it to a publisher?”

“I sent it ages ago.”

“And what happened?”

“I never heard anything. It’s just as well, seeing as most of it isn’t my work.

You said something about a young girl.”

“Yes, that’s right. The reason I didn’t want to come here was ... Jade, there’s a ghost in your flat.”

“A ghost?” I laughed.

“The ghost of a young girl.”

“Perhaps she deleted the book,” I giggled.

“I’m serious, Jade.”

“What makes you think there’s a ghost here?”

“I wasn’t going to say anything ... When I was on the lawn, I saw her in the bushes at the end of the garden.”

“In the ... She’s not a ghost, Crystal. She lives a few doors away. She always in my garden, playing on the lawn or in the bushes.”

“But, Alan ...”

“What about Alan?”

“Nothing,” she sighed, obviously wondering what was going on.

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Alan had set me up, somehow managed to make the face of a girl appear in the bushes. Now that I’d told Crystal that she was a neighbour, I’d really mucked up their plan. Whatever their crazy plan was. There were several questions I wanted answers to. Why had Crystal run off and caused the police no-end of trouble? Why the ghost scam? And why steal my book? As the phone rang, I moved to the back door and told Crystal that I’d bring the bottle of wine out. Getting her drunk would be a good start, I mused, grabbing the kitchen phone. A good start to getting her knickers down.

“It’s ... it’s Mog,” the lad said hesitantly.

“Oh, hi. How are you?”

“I was wondering whether we could come round this evening.”

“We? Oh, you mean your mates.”

“Yes.”

“Er ... All right, Mog. Say, half an hour?”

“Great! I didn’t think, after what happened ...”

“After what happened, I can’t wait to see you all again.”

“Brilliant. OK, see you in half an hour.”

I didn’t have any time to waste, I knew as I took the wine out to the patio.

Crystal had to be staked naked to the lawn before the boys turned up. Staked and gagged with my piss-wet panties. She was going to pay for her wickedness, and pay dearly. She’d spill the beans once surrounded by half a dozen naked lads with their erect cocks hovering threateningly above her. Even if she
did
tell me everything, she was still going to have every hole on her naked body fucked rotten.

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“Shall I get the hoops?” I smiled, pouring her another glass of wine.

“No, I ...”

“Come on, Crystal. Don’t be shy.”

“It’s not that,” she sighed. “It’s just that ...”

“I won’t thrash you this time, I promise.”

“Jade, I don’t want to ...”

“Are you afraid of ghosts?” I chuckled.

“Of course not. I just don’t want to be staked to the lawn again.”

“Don’t you want me to love you?”

“Yes, but ...”

“Good. I’ll get the hoops. You slip your dress off. I won’t be a minute.”

Hovering in the kitchen, I watched her though the window. She stood up and lifted her dress. Hesitating, she looked towards the bushes. Was Alan in hiding? I wondered, eyeing the swell of her panties as she finally pulled the dress over her head. Perhaps he planned to have the ‘ghost’ appear to frighten me. If he was there, there wouldn’t be a great deal he could do to save Crystal from her sexual fate. With six young lads fucking the slut, there’d be nothing he could do to save her. As she tugged her panties down and unhooked her bra, I grabbed the hoops and the hammer and skipped out onto the patio.

“Right,” I smiled, eyeing the weal-lined flesh of her naked vulva. “Lie on the lawn. I promise to be gentle with you.”

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“Not for too long, Jade,” she said softly, lying on her back with her limbs spread. “Just half an hour or so, OK?”

“OK. Half an hour of immense pleasure, that’s what I’ll give you.”

Hammering the stakes into the lawn, I felt my clitoris swell, my juices of arousal gushing into my tight panties. She had a beautiful young body. The mounds of her breasts topped with long nipples, her hairless mons rising alluringly above the swell of her vaginal lips, her inner sex petals peeping out from her valley of lust ... I wanted to lick and suck and finger her tight cunt, drink her juices of orgasm as she writhed and gasped. But first things first.

Squatting over her head, the bulge of my panties only inches from her pretty face, I pondered on the crude act I was about to commit. There were no bounds to my depravity, I knew as I gazed longingly at the moist crack of her young pussy. Like the girl in my book, there were no depths I wouldn’t sink to in my quest for crude lust.

The more I thought about my romantic novel, the more incensed I became. Was Angela involved? I pondered. Perhaps they’d all ganged up to destroy me.

“What are you doing?” Crystal asked as my bulging panties hovered above her face. “I thought you were going to ...”

“This is the beginning of an evening of the most corrupt and debased sex imaginable,” I said.

“Half an hour, Jade. You said ...”

“Half the night, Crystal. We’re being joined by some friends of mine soon.”

“What?”

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“Six young lads with big cocks in dire need of a young girl’s naked body.”

“No. For God’s sake, Jade. I’m not having ...”

“Oh yes, you are. You’re having six young men. Or, I should say, they’re having you.”

“Let me go,” she breathed, her naked body wriggling. “If you think you can

...”

“Here it comes,” I giggled “Open wide.”

“Here

what

comes?”

“The golden rain of lust.”

“The

...”

My panties filling with hot liquid, I lowered my head and looked between my legs as I showered Crystal’s grimacing face. On and on the gushing liquid splashed over her, soaking her hair and running down her neck as she tossed her head from side to side. My hairless vulval flesh becoming hot as the golden flow streamed between my swollen vaginal lips, I felt my clitoris pulsate. My womb rhythmically contracting, the sheath of my cunt tightening, never had I been so aroused.

“For God’s sake,” Crystal spluttered as the flow began to stem. “Jade, you filthy bitch.” Giggling, I stood up and lowered my soaked panties as she spat expletives at me. Slipping my panties over my feet, I rolled them up into a ball and pushed them into the girl’s mouth. She tossed her head from side to side, desperately trying to eject the hot, wet ball of material as I giggled in my wickedness. She was mine now. Her naked body was mine for the taking.

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The doorbell ringing, I dashed through the kitchen to the hall. The lads were going to have the time of their lives, I knew as I opened the door and gazed at their grinning faces. As they filed into the hall, pulling their shirts off and unbuckling their belts in their eagerness, I ordered them to go to the garden once they were naked.

Leaving a trail of clothes in their wake, they gathered in the kitchen to finish their disrobing. Sitting on the patio, I grinned at Crystal as she gazed wide-eyed at the back door. She could hear movements, the murmur of male voices as she waited in fear and trepidation.

“Are you ready?” I asked her as she tried to escape from the metal hooks.

Shaking her head furiously as the naked lads emerged from the kitchen and gathered around her beautiful young body, she moaned her protests through her nose. “She’s all yours, boys,” I giggled. “She’s ready and waiting for your stiff cocks, your tongues, fingers and, of course, your sperm.” Pouring myself another glass of wine, I relaxed in the evening sun, ready to watch the sex show as the young men settled on the grass around the girl’s tethered body. Was Alan in hiding at the end of the garden?

I wondered as one lad thrust his fingers deep into Crystal’s young cunt. Or was he with Jackie? I didn’t care where he was. My only concern was Crystal, defiling her naked body in way of punishment for her treachery.

Grinning as the wet panties were ripped out of Crystal’s mouth and unceremoniously replaced by a bulbous knob, I watched the girl writhe as the crude mouth-fucking began. The fingers slipping out of her tight sex sheath, her naked body bucked as the purple globe of a rock-hard penis slipped between her swollen vaginal lips and sank into the tight sheath of her wet cunt. She was no doubt enjoying herself, 300

I mused as she sucked on the swollen glans bloating her mouth. After a while, I’d thrash her mammary spheres, whip the brown protrusions of her nipples until they rose from her chocolate-brown areolae and stood proud from her firm breasts. Perhaps she could do with another cunt thrashing, I pondered as her tethered body rocked with the enforced double fucking.

“Come on, boys,” I laughed. “You can do better than that. Look at all the spare cock hanging around. Surely you can find something to do with your knobs.”

Grinning, one lad knelt by Crystal’s head and forced his cock into her mouth alongside his friend’s solid penis. Coughing and spluttering, the girl squeezed her eyes shut as the two purple globes drove further into her bloated mouth. Her lips stretched tautly around the huge shafts, her cunt pistoned with another rock-hard penis, she moaned through her nose as the crude three-way fucking shook her naked body. I could resist temptation no longer, and leaped up from my chair and sat on the grass by the girl’s head.

“Let me help,” I murmured, grabbing the two cocks and positioning the ballooning knobs between her wet lips. Wanking the warm shafts, the purple plums between her hugging lips, I could hardly wait for the sperm to jet, covering her lips and pumping into her thirsty mouth. The lad fucking her cunt gasping, he let out a rush of breath as he filled her sex sheath with his sperm. Spunk jetting from the knobs between her lips, the white liquid running down her cheeks, filling her gobbling mouth, she repeatedly swallowed the products of the male orgasms.

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“Keep coming,” I breathed, their balls battering her spunk-dripping face as I wanked their huge shafts. One knob slipping out of her mouth and spraying spunk up her nose, I continued wanking the hard shafts, sustaining their orgasms until their balls had drained and their shafts began to deflate. Gasping for breath as the organs moved away, she swallowed the remnants of spunk before spluttering expletives at me. Ignoring her, I ordered another lad to kneel on the grass and fuck her spunked mouth.

“Shove your knob down her throat,” I giggled in my lechery. Obeying, he drove his huge glans into her mouth, her sperm-glossed lips rolling along his veined shaft as his balls pressed against her chin. “Fuck her mouth,” I said, kneading his heavy balls as he repeatedly withdrew his cock and drove his knob to the back of her throat. The spent penis leaving her spunked vagina, I instructed another lad to penetrate her sex sheath and fuck her. I’d suck the sperm out of her used cunt one she’d been filled by several cocks, fucked hard and spunked to the brim. I wouldn’t question her yet, I decided. When she was nearing exhaustion, I’d get her to talk. And if she wouldn’t ... On her head be it.

Grabbing the young man’s cock, I slipped his purple knob out of her mouth and rolled his foreskin back and forth over his swollen crown as her young cunt stretched to accommodate a fresh penis. I wanted to watch his sperm shoot out of his slit and splatter her face. Cum-slut. She’d love it.
I
’d love it, having spunk shot over my face, pumped into my thirsty mouth. My six young friends would be regular visitors, I knew as my clitoris pulsated expectantly between the rise of my swollen 302

pussy lips. Six fresh young cocks to enjoy, six pairs of heavy balls, enough spunk to satisfy my craving ... And Crystal’s young body to abuse.

The white liquid finally gushing from the young man’s knob, spraying Crystal’s grimacing face as he gasped in his ecstasy, I wanked him faster. Her hair matted with urine and sperm, her sex-wet face glistening in the glow of the evening sun, she was in for an evening of sex so debauched that she’d remember this day for the rest of her life. Her mouth, her pussy, her rectum, her cleavage ... She’d drown in sperm before the evening was over. Eyeing the branch as I wanked the rock-hard cock, drenching her pretty face with sperm, I decided that the time had come for a thrashing.