Dangerous Desires (34 page)

Teasing herself, Annabelle didn’t pull the girl’s soaked panties down. Pressing her face hard against the softly billowing crotch, she continued her licking and nibbling as she pressed her fingertips into the fleshy cushions of Sabrina’s buttocks. Running her tongue up her inner thighs, she was finally overcome by her desperate desire and tugged her panties down her shapely thighs and gazed in awe at her full sex lips. The perfectly symmetrical pads of flesh were soft and yet firm. Rising either side of her sex valley, forming a dividing groove where her inner petals protruded invitingly, her love lips were unblemished in youth.

Licking her vulval flesh, her tongue delving into her valley of desire, Annabelle fervently lapped up her flowing cream. The intimacy of the lesbian act sending quivers though Annabelle’s contracting womb, she snaked her tongue around Sabrina’s protruding inner lips, tasting her there, teasing the secret nerve endings of lust. Sinking her fingertips deeper into the firm flesh of the girl’s rounded buttocks, Annabelle pressed her face harder against her vulval lips and again breathed in the aphrodisiacal perfume of her teenage cunt.

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“God, you’re beautiful,” she breathed, the taste of the schoolgirl’s vulval crack driving her wild. Annabelle couldn’t give up her power, she knew as she snaked her tongue over the swollen protrusion of Sabrina’s pink clitoris. Her fingertips slipping between the girl’s naked buttocks, delving into her bottom-crease, she continued to lick and mouth on her erect clitoris.

Teasing the sensitive tissue of her anus, she slipped a finger into the tight duct of her rectum and massaged her inner flesh as the girl whimpered in her rocketing arousal. To give up her power and live without the delights of Sabrina’s young body would be tantamount to denying herself food. She could survive without Sabrina.

“You’d like to feel my wet tongue inside your bottom, wouldn’t you?” Annabelle asked the pretty girl, looking up at her sex-flushed face.

“Yes, yes,” she breathed shakily, her anal sphincter muscles tightening around her mistress’s intruding finger.

“Ask me to lick you there. Ask me to tongue-fuck your bottom.”

“I want you to tongue-fuck my bottom,” she murmured obediently.

“Do you finger your bottom, Sabrina?”

“Yes, I do. Angela and I finger each other’s bottoms. We started doing it the other day.”

“It seems that you and your friend are learning quite a lot. Have you licked her bottom-hole yet?”

“Yes, we lick each other there.”

“Does she taste nice?” she asked the quivering schoolgirl as she slippe4d her finger out of the heat of her anal tube.

“I love the taste, her bottom-taste.”

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“I really must meet this girl. She sounds most interesting. All right, turn round and touch your toes.”

Licking her anal-scented lips as the girl turned and bent over, Annabelle parted the firm orbs of her naked buttocks and focused on the starfish of her tightly-closed anus. Moving forward, she pushed her tongue out and tasted her there, delighting in the perfume of her anal gully as she savoured the bittersweet flavour of her once most private hole. Slipping her tongue past the brown flesh of her anal iris and licking the walls of her hot rectum, Annabelle again realized that she was hooked on anilingus, addicted to the delicious taste of young girls’ bottom-holes. Her full lips locked to the girl’s anal tissue, her tongue darting in and out of her small hole, she expertly tongue-fucked the quivering young girl. Withdrawing her anal-tainted tongue, she slipped her fingertips into her tight hole of illicit sex and stretched the brown ring of her anus open and peered into her dank sheath of lust.

Again pushing her tongue into her anal canal, she tasted the creamy walls of her hot duct, forcing her tongue as far as she could into her secret channel. Fervently licking and sucking, Annabelle decided that the time had come for the girl to reciprocate. Ordering her victim to lie on the floor, Annabelle slipped her skirt and T-shirt off and lay head to toes beside the girl.

Raising her leg and ordering Sabrina to do the same, she slipped her head between her parted thighs and began licking the drenched valley of her young pussy.

“My bottom,” she gasped, raising her leg further as the girl licked fervently at her gaping vaginal crack. “Lick my bottom-hole.” Their tongues snaking over each other’s savoury anuses, their heavy breathing resounding around the room, they licked and tongued each other’s bottom-292

holes. Listening to the slurping of their tongues as sensations of debased sex rippled throughout her naked body, Annabelle pressed her wet lips against Sabrina’s anus and sucked hard. Her nose locked between the firm cheeks of her buttocks, she again breathed in the girl’s anal scent as she tongued her tight hole of forbidden pleasures.

Slipping a finger into Sabrina’s anal hole, driving deep into the dank heat of her rectum and massaging her there, Annabelle ordered her sex slave to reciprocate. Massaging each other’s inner flesh, their fingers twisting and bending within their tightening duct, sending tremors of crude pleasure thought their young bodies, they writhed and whimpered in the lesbian entwining.

Forcing a second finger into the schoolgirl’s anal duct, Annabelle shuddered as Sabrina also drove another finger into her anal opening. Licking the brown flesh surrounding her massaging fingers, delighting in the taste of debased sex, Annabelle worked her tongue over the small bridge of skin dividing the girl’s sex holes and began tonguing the drenched flesh surrounding her vaginal entrance.

Drinking from Sabrina’s hot vaginal duct, Annabelle moved along her sex valley and sucked the erect protrusion of her clitoris into her hot mouth and tongued the sensitive tip.

Reciprocating, Sabrina mouthed Annabelle’s solid clitoris, both girls squirming in their lesbian coupling as they neared their orgasms. Repeatedly thrusting her fingers deep into her spasming anal sheath, Annabelle shuddered as her own rectum convulsed and gripped Sabrina’s pistoning fingers. Slurping, sucking, mouthing, fingering ... Never could Annabelle deny herself the immense pleasures the power brought her.

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The girls shuddering as their orgasms exploded, they mouthed and sucked each other’s pulsating clitorises, fingered and massaged their rectal canals, sustaining their illicit pleasure.

Again and again, tremors of electrifying pleasure coursed throughout Annabelle’s squirming body, reaching every nerve ending as she rode the crest of her lesbian-induced climax. Their juices of orgasm gushing from the gaping apertures between their full love lips, streaming in torrents over their thighs, they continued to mouth and suck in their illicit lesbian entwining. Lost in her sexual delirium, her blown mind drifting on clouds of orgasm as her incredible pleasure peaked, Annabelle shook violently in her coming. On and on her orgasm rode, taking her higher to her sexual heaven, rocking her very soul as she drank the teenage fruits of lust from Sabrina’s convulsing cunt.

Their pleasure finally waning, Annabelle sucked the last ripples of sex out of the girl’s swollen clitoris and slowed her rectal pistoning. Finally slipping their fingers out of each other’s rectums, they rolled onto their backs and quivered uncontrollably in the aftermath of their lesbian pleasure. The girl should be at school, Annabelle thought, glancing at the mantlepiece clock as her juices of orgasmic lust trickled from the yawning entrance to her hot cunt. But not yet, she mused, savouring the taste of her anal flesh lingering on her full lips.

Her mind flooding with wicked thoughts, Annabelle decided to rummage through the girl’s school bag. Pulling out several books, she grinned as she discovered a pink vibrator. There was far more to Sabrina than met the eye, she mused, running her fingertip over the pink shaft of the cylindrical device. Imagining the girl slipping the plastic dildo deep into her cunt as she sat at her school desk, she grinned. There certainly was more to the naughty little girl than met the eye.

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“Why do you take this to school?” she asked the flushed-faced girl.

“I don’t want my mother to find it,” she replied.

“Do you use it at school?”

“I have done. Sometimes, I sue it in the toilet at lunchtime.”

Switching the device on, Annabelle pressed the buzzing tip against the sensitive protrusion of Sabrina’s exposed clitoris. Watching the pink nubble of her clitoris swelling, visibly pulsing, Annabelle grinned as the girl’s lubricious juices of lust streamed between her puffy outer lips. Her legs wide, the valley of her teenage vagina gaping, Sabrina tossed her head from side to side as her lesbian pleasure built. Parting the pouting lips of her young vulva with her slender fingers, Annabelle ran the tip of the vibrator around the base of the girl’s pinken clitoris.

“Come,” she breathed, watching Sabrina’s clitoris pulsate. Placing her knees either side of Sabrina’s head, her eyes focused on the tip of the vibrator pressed against the nub of her clitoris, Annabelle lowered the gaping valley of her vagina and pressed the inner folds of her pussy against Sabrina’s gasping mouth. Ordering her sex slave to tongue-fuck her hot cunt, ran the vibrator over her solid clitoris. Urging Sabrina to come as she drank from her mistress’s gaping sex hole, Annabelle grinned as her slave’s clitoris swelled to an incredible size and her juices of desire flowed in torrents from her bared lust hole.

Spluttering through a mouthful of vaginal flesh as her vibrator-induced orgasm rocked her young body, Sabrina sucked out Annabelle’s vaginal juices. Drinking from her mistress’s hot cunt, she shook violently as her pleasure peaked, her juices of lust spraying from her yawning 295

sex hole and splattering the pale flesh of her inner thighs. Wondering how much juice the girl could produce, Annabelle held the vibrator against her throbbing clitoris until the pinken protrusion of girl-pleasure began to recede beneath its pinken bonnet.

“You’d better get dressed,” she said, again glancing at the clock. “You wouldn’t want your teacher to spank your naked bottom, would you?” Saying nothing, Sabrina clambered to her feet and staggered on her sagging legs as she donned her school uniform. “I want you to come round after school, Sabrina. Come to my house on your way home from school and I’ll tongue your clitty to orgasm. You’ll taste nice after a long, hot day at school.”

As the girl grabbed her bag and left, Annabelle picked up the vibrator from the floor and grinned. It was best that she didn’t take the device to school, she thought, slipping it down the side of the sofa cushion and grabbing her clothes from the floor. Dressing, she could still taste the girl’s anal flesh on her red lips, breath in the heady scent of her anus. There’d be more time that afternoon, she mused as the doorbell rang. More time to pleasure each other’s naked bodies and enjoy orgasm after orgasm.

“You’d better come in,” Annabelle sighed, raising her eyes to the ceiling as she opened the door to find two police officers staring at her.

“No, no, this will only take a minute. Mr Davis has discovered the missing money and ...”

“Really?” Annabelle laughed mockingly. “Seeing as it wasn’t missing in the first place, I don’t find that surprising. So, that just leaves the smashed video recorder.”

“Yes, I was coming to that. Mr Davis wants to call a truce. Obviously, we’re all for that.”

“A truce? Why the sudden change of mind?”

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“He now realizes that you didn’t steal the money and ...”

“And he doesn’t want to get done for breaking into my house?”

“In a domestic situation such as this ...”

“All right, all right,” Annabelle sighed, wishing they’d go away and leave her in peace.

“This truce? If I agree and forget about him breaking into my house, you’ll stop pestering me?”

“We don’t look upon investigating allegations as pestering people. However, we won’t be bothering you again.”

“Until the next time?”

“The next time?”

“He’ll come up with some other rubbish, you can be sure of that.”

“Should Mr Davis make an allegation, we’ll have to look into it. But I don’t think he will.

He realizes that ... He wants to put a stop to this nonsense.”

“Seeing as he started it ... All right, I agree to the truce.”

“Right. In that case, I’ll bid you good day.”

Closing the front door, Annabelle shook her head and sighed.
A truce
? she pondered.

Having been caught in her house by the police, Brian had had no choice other than to suggest a truce. Was this really the end of his insane quest? she wondered. All she could do was hope that he’d move on and get a life. But what of her life? What did the future hold? The strange power had transformed her life, brought her incredible sexual experiences, but she knew that she couldn’t live like that. Did she want to return to a life of normality? she mused. What was normality? Walking into the kitchen and answering the phone, she was a little anxious to hear Carole’s voice.

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“All right if we call in?” Carole asked.

“Er ... Yes, yes of course,” Annabelle replied, breathing in the perfume of Sabrina’s anus lingering around her sweet mouth.

“We’re going into town and thought we’d call in as we’ll be passing. We’ll be about ten minutes, if that’s OK?”

“Yes, that’s fine. I’ll put the kettle on. Was there anything in particular you wanted to talk about?” she asked, fearing the worst.

“Not really. If it’s not convenient ...”

“No, that’s fine. I’ll see you soon.”

Tom would want to spy her tight panties, she knew as she went to her bedroom and grabbed a pair from the drawer. Slipping the panties on, she lifted her skirt and gazed at her reflection in the dressing table mirror. The red material bulging over her full sex lips, clearly defining the groove of her vagina, she grinned. Whatever the future held, she was going to have some fun now that she knew of Tom’s obsession with her and her tight panties. He’d still raid her laundry basket and try to glimpse her bulging panties when he sat opposite her.