Wicked Obsession (17 page)

‘Rachael.’

‘I don’t know anyone called Rachael. All I can think is that someone followed me to that old house and …’ Hayley paused, her eyes wide as she thought about something. ‘My sister,’ she finally gasped. ‘I’ll bet it was my bloody sister. What did she look like?’

‘It doesn’t matter what she looked like. You were in that house fucking some man and … As I said on the phone, our relationship is over. I’ll pay the rent to the end of the month and go back to London.’

‘OK, if that’s what you want,’ Hayley sighed. ‘My sister … Did she come on strong to you?’

‘No, of course not.’

‘You’re lying, Jack. If it was my sister, and I’m sure that it was, she’d have dropped her knickers.’

‘No, she—’

‘You’re as bad as me, Jack. You’re a hypocritical …’

‘Hayley, let’s talk,’ Jack said, taking her hand. ‘OK, so we both made mistakes.’

‘You
did
fuck her?’

‘Yes, I did.’

‘She’s a bitch and you’re a … I suppose we’re quits, aren’t we?’

‘Yes, we are. She told me about you and the other man and I thought … We’ll put it behind us, OK?’

‘OK. Look, I’d better tell you this before my sister does. Men have been calling my home phone number
and
asking for me. I don’t know how they know my name or where they got the number from but …’

‘What do they say?’

‘They want to arrange to meet me. It has something to do with an export business.’

‘It’s nothing to do with your sister, is it?’

‘No, I don’t think so.’

‘For a quiet little village a hell of a lot goes on here,’ Jack said, with a chuckle. ‘It’s like a soap opera.’

‘Even the vicar is dodgy,’ Hayley said, shaking her head and grinning. ‘He’s always looking at young girls. I’ve seen him chatting to them, cuddling them and … He’s approached me several times and asked me to meet him in the church.’

‘Perhaps he’s behind the phone calls?’

‘It’s possible, I suppose. To be honest, I’ll be pleased to get out of this village. The things that go on in that derelict house are … I’ve often seen two girls going into the woods. I reckon that they go to the house. I’ve seen other people, too.’

‘I’ll have to take a look at this place.’

‘Don’t go there, Jack. Keep away from it. Look, I have to go home for a while. I promised mum that I’d help her with the garden. My dad spends all his time in the shed and … Why don’t you come round later?’

‘Really?’

‘Yes, come and meet my parents.’

‘OK, I will.’

Leaving the bushes and walking back to the pub, Anne knew that Hayley was going to have a right go at her. There again, Hayley
had
screwed Brian. She was as guilty as Jack and she couldn’t blame her little sister. Hayley was right about the old house, she
reflected
as she neared the pub. The things that went on there were amazing: the vicar was a sad pervert, Brian and Alan were old men who leched after young girls … It was an interesting village, she thought, noticing Brian leaving the pub.

‘Where are you off to?’ Anne asked him.

‘I was looking for you,’ he replied, grinning at her. ‘Do you want to go to the old house in the woods?’

‘Well, I suppose I could … I was supposed to meet Alan but—’

‘I’ve just been talking to him. He told me about your fantasy and … I have two friends who are up for it.’

‘Really?’

‘Alan said that you’d come back to the pub. He’s had to go home – he said something about his wife. My friends are on their way to the woods now.’

‘That was quick!’

‘I thought that as you were coming back to the pub you might be up for it. I told my friends to go to the house and wait for us.’

‘Let’s go,’ Anne trilled, imagining three hard cocks shafting her tight holes.

Brian was fun, she thought as they headed back down the lane. He was an old man but he was good company and damned good at sex. And she was a slut. But she didn’t care what she was. As long as she was having fun and earning money, nothing mattered. Following Brian along the narrow path through the trees, she felt her stomach somersault as the house came into view. Three cocks, she thought excitedly as they went in through the front door.

Brian’s friends hadn’t arrived, so Anne gazed out of the window with expectation reflected in her wide eyes. She’d had two men, she reflected. But to have three using and abusing her naked body would be an
amazing
experience. She didn’t think that the day might come when she’d regret her actions. She wasn’t thinking of the future – her thoughts were centred around the excitement and satisfaction of the present. Three men groping her teenage body, three cocks sliding in and out of her holes … The future was a million miles away.

‘Here they are,’ Anne said, watching two old men approach the house.

‘Are you ready for this?’ Brian asked her.

‘Yes, yes – of course I am.’ She began to unbutton her top but Brian stopped her. ‘What’s the matter?’ she breathed.

‘Let them do that,’ he said, smiling at her. ‘They’d prefer to strip you naked.’ He turned as the men walked into the room. ‘This is Anne,’ he said. ‘Anne, these two are Harry and George.’

‘Hello,’ the men said in unison, looking her up and down.

‘Pleased to meet you,’ Anne said as they each passed her some cash. ‘Right, well … I’m all yours.’

Wasting no time, they ran their hands over her young body, tugging her skirt down, releasing the buttons and slipping her top off her shoulders. Within seconds she was standing completely naked in front of them. One of them had a full head of grey hair and a suntanned face – and he reminded her of her grandfather. But Anne couldn’t imagine her grandfather stripping and fucking a teenage girl. Were all old men like this? she wondered as hands ran over the petite mounds of her firm breasts. Would they all fuck teenage girls if they had the chance?

Judging by the crude comments the men made as they knelt before her, she knew that they loved her hairless pussy. As fingers parted her bald pussy lips and massaged the wet flesh within her open sex
valley
, Anne felt proud of her naked body. She was like a model, she mused dreamily. Old men stripping her naked, admiring her feminine beauty, exploring her mounds and crevices … Although they were only using her to satisfy their lust for teenage girls, she felt wanted. This was cold sex, she reminded herself as two fingers drove deep into the tight sheath of her sex-drenched vagina. But she felt wanted.

One of the men moved behind Anne and parted her rounded buttocks, and she felt a quiver run through her contracting womb as he teased the tight ring of her anus with his fingertip. Brian concentrated on her ripe nipples, sucking each in turn, as the other men attended to her sex holes. A wet tongue swept over her anal eye as another drove into the hot sheath of her tight vagina and she let out a rush of breath. Three tongues, she thought happily as Brian licked the elongated teats of her firm breasts. But it was three
cocks
she was really looking forward to.

Anne watched in anticipation as the men rose to their feet and slipped out of their clothes. Finally eyeing their erect cocks, she smiled. They were big, she observed. Brian had also stripped naked. Big, hard, long … Following their instructions as one man lay on the floor on his back, she placed her knees either side of his hips and lowered her young body. Holding his cock, she guided him in, gasping as the sheer girth of his organ stretched her young sex duct open to capacity.

The other man knelt behind her, parting her firm buttocks and stabbing at her anal hole with his bulbous knob, and she knew that her fantasy was about to become reality. Brian brought her dream out of the darkness and into daylight by slipping his purple knob into her waiting mouth. Three cocks, she thought happily as her rectal canal opened wide to accommodate the invading penis. The sound of male
gasping
resounding around the room, her young body rocking as the treble shafting began, Anne breathed slowly and deeply through her nose and closed her eyes.

This was an amazing experience, she thought as the sound of naked flesh meeting flesh echoed in her ears. Her vaginal juices squelching, her firm breasts kneaded by roaming hands, she felt her clitoris swell as never before. Her tight holes shafted, her mouth bloated by a swollen knob, her young body was alive with sex. Hoping that the men had staying power as her young body rocked back and forth, she could feel the two cocks rubbing together through the thin membrane dividing her inflamed vagina and her tight rectum. Gobbling and sucking on Brian’s bulbous knob, Anne moaned softly through her nose as hands roamed again over her naked body.

The knob shafting her tight rectum pumped creamy sperm deep into her bowels and her cervix was bathed by spunk from the other throbbing knob. Anne sucked and repeatedly swallowed as Brian’s cock flooded her mouth with his male offering. This was it, she thought as her own orgasm neared. Three cocks fucking her hot holes, three throbbing knobs pumping sperm into her young body … This was her dream come true.

Her pleasure erupting within the pulsating nub of her solid clitoris, Anne lost herself in her sexual frenzy as her naked body shook uncontrollably in the grip of her ecstasy. This was what her teenage body was for, she thought in her sexual delirium. All three holes shafted by solid cocks, used and abused and filled with spunk … and she was earning money in the process. Swinging balls slapping between her parted thighs, her nipples pulled and pinched, her sex ducts inflamed, her dream had come true.

The men finally pulled their deflating cocks out of Anne’s quivering body, leaving her panting for breath and awash with sperm. She hoped that they’d be able to shaft her senseless again. Her lust for perverted sex was insatiable, she knew as the burning holes between her young thighs oozed with fresh spunk. Licking the male cream from her chin and lips, she reckoned that the men must be on erection tablets as she gazed at their solid cocks. They were obviously ready for another session already, she mused dreamily as she clambered on top of Brian’s naked body. And she was more than ready for another three-way fucking.

Brian’s cock entered the inflamed sheath of Anne’s spunk-creamed vagina and she opened her mouth as another man offered her his purple knob. She was eagerly awaiting the penetration of her tight rectum but, as the third man knelt behind her and tried to force his knob into her bloated vagina alongside the first cock, she thought that she’d split open. Slipping the knob out of her mouth, she protested.

‘You can take it,’ the man kneeling behind her said, with a chuckle. ‘Just relax and we’ll give your little cunt a double fucking.’

‘No,’ Anne gasped as her vaginal canal stretched painfully to accommodate his huge organ. ‘Please, I can’t take two cocks.’

Ignoring her, the man managed to drive the full length of his solid cock deep into her inflamed vaginal sheath alongside the other huge penis. The huge knob plunged again into her gasping mouth, completing the triple fucking of her naked body, and she couldn’t believe the abuse she was having to endure. Her sex duct stretched to capacity, the two cocks rhythmically shafting her burning vagina, the swollen knobs battering her ripe cervix, she sucked and gobbled on the knob filling her mouth as her clitoris swelled as never before.

This was debased sex beyond belief, Anne thought as her young body rocked with the three-way shafting. Never had she dreamed of taking two cocks into her teenage pussy, but she’d plunged into the seedy world of prostitution and obscene sex and now there was no turning back. This was her life now, she thought as the men gasped and her bloated vagina spasmed. Paid for crude sex, allowing old men to abuse her young body … This was her life now.

‘She’s as tight as hell now,’ Brian said.

‘I’ve always dreamed of double-fucking a teenage slut,’ the man kneeling behind her gasped. ‘Two cocks up one cunt … God, this is heaven.’

Anne listened to their vulgar comments as she sucked and licked the knob bloating her pretty mouth. Her vaginal sheath burning like fire, tightening around the two solid cocks, she knew that this was the most debased act she would ever indulge in. There could be nothing more depraved, she thought as the cocks shafting her stretched sex duct swelled. She could sink no lower into the pit of degeneracy.

Someone slapped her naked buttocks hard and Anne’s young body jolted. She tried to slip the man’s knob out of her mouth and protest again, but he held her head tight. The loud slaps resounded around the room as the gruelling spanking continued and her rounded bottom cheeks stung like hell. She lost control and hot urine spurted from her abused hole and drenched the men’s bouncing balls. This really was the bottom of the pit, she was sure as laughter echoed around the room. She was nothing more than a common whore to be used and abused to satisfy the perverted lust of old men.

Her mouth flooding with sperm, Anne repeatedly swallowed hard as her distended vaginal cavern filled with two loads of male orgasmic cream. She’d had
enough
and needed to rest, but two fingers drove deep into her hot rectal duct and massaged her inner flesh, taking her to hitherto unknown heights of depravity. Her clitoris swelling and pulsating, she moaned through her nose as her orgasm exploded and rocked her young body to the core.

Her mind blown away on clouds of lust, a deluge of hot liquid streaming between her legs as her bladder drained, she thought that her incredible orgasm would never end. Her breasts kneaded by unseen hands, her sensitive nipples pinched and pulled, Anne thought that she was going to pass out as her pleasure heightened. The squelching of sperm, naked wet flesh slapping against flesh, the gulping of spunk … The sounds of crude sex resounded around the room until the men slipped their cocks out of her creamed holes and she rolled to one side and lay on the floor quivering in the aftermath of her abuse.

‘She’s good,’ someone said as she panted for breath.

‘Well worth the money.’

‘We’ll fuck the slut regularly.’

‘We’ll try two cocks up her tight little arsehole next time.’