Free Lust Quest by Ray Gordon Page A

to do things against my will. Was I going crazy? What the hell was Jackie going to do? I wondered, listening to her chatting to Alan. Rip his trousers down and grab his cock? And what was I supposed to do? Walk in just as he was shooting his spunk? There was no point in playing stupid games, I concluded. He wasn't my boyfriend and I really didn't care about dropping him in it with Angela.
     
    Spying through the crack in the door, I shook my head. I was going to make my entrance before she'd started seducing him but she'd already moved in. Kneeling at his feet, she was whispering something and trying to yank his zip down. Almost raping him as she yanked at his trousers, she had no qualms whatsoever. How she could behave like that without becoming embarrassed, I really didn't know. I wished that I was Crystal more than ever.
     
    “Come on,” she said huskily. “She'll be ages yet.”
    “Jackie, we can't do it here,” he complained.
    “Stop wasting time and get your cock out. I want to suck your knob.”
    “Bloody hell,” he whispered as she finally managed to haul his stiffening penis out of his trousers. “You're some bloody woman.”
    “I've always wanted to do this to you,” she grinned, pulling his foreskin back and sucking his purple knob into her pretty mouth.
     
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    This was ridiculous, I mused, watching her gobbling - and him squirming and writhing in his illicit ecstasy. What was I supposed to say when I made my untimely entrance? Oh, God, what's going on? Alan, how could you betray me yet again? As he gasped and clutched her head, I reckoned that he was close to coming. The bastard had already come in my mouth that morning, and now he was going to sperm Jackie’s mouth. Gripping his solid cock by the base, she bobbed her head up and down, moaning through her nose as she mouth-fucked herself. Clenching my fists and grimacing in preparation for my debut, I took a deep breath. This was it, I knew as he let out a gasp. His spunk was about to flow. Mouth-fuck. Mouth-sperm.
     
    “God,” I breathed, walking into the room. “Alan, what ...”
    “Oh,” he cried as Jackie slipped his glistening knob out of her mouth. His sperm shooting through the air, he tried desperately to conceal his cock. “Oh, God. I
    ... I was just ...”
    “Sorry,” Jackie said, clambering to her feet with sperm dribbling down her chin. “He went on and on and in the end ... Well, I did it.”
    “There's no hope for us now, Alan,” I sobbed, wiping my eyes.
    “But
    ...”
    “I shall ring Angela and tell her that dumping you was the best thing she ever did.”
    “No, don't ring her,” he gasped.
    “I'm not surprised that she went off with another man.”
    “Whatever you do, don't ring her.”
    “Why not? What's it to you?”
    “I think I'd better be going,” Jackie said, moving to the door.
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    “Yes, I think you had,” I returned, gleaning from her expression that she was going to wait in the kitchen for me. “And don't bother coming back.”
    “Jade,” Alan said, taking my arm as Jackie scurried out of the room. “Please, don't ring Angela. I don't want her to think that ... This has nothing to do with her.
    We're not together anymore so ...”
    “Not only am I going to tell her that you came in Jackie's mouth, but you also came in my mouth.”
    “You ... you don't know the number,” he stammered, his eyes widening as he realized that I mean it.
    “Don't I? Get out, Alan.”
     
    Tugging his zip up, sperm splattered down his trousers, he finally made his exit. Shrieks of laughter came from the kitchen as the front door slammed shut. Jackie was loving every minute of the game, I knew as she bounded into the lounge. I supposed that it had been fun, but I felt guilty. Should I tell Angela? I wondered as Jackie flopped onto the sofa. Again wondering why Jackie seemed to have no inhibitions, I thought she might contact Alan and arrange to meet him for sex.
    Knowing her, I wouldn't have put it past