Wicked Obsession (26 page)

She reckoned that the girl had come from the neighbouring village and she wondered whether to catch up with her and introduce herself. She knew that she should talk to her, warn her about the vicar and his scam, but she wasn’t sure how to put it. Walking faster and nearing the girl, Anne eyed her swaying hips, her rounded bottom. She was a real beauty, she mused, recalling her firm young breasts, her open vaginal slit. Finally walking by her side, she turned and smiled at her.

‘I’m Anne,’ she said. ‘Looks like we’re heading in the same direction.’

‘Oh, er … hi, I’m Katie. I’m on my way home.’

‘I was looking for a friend but I must have missed her. She goes to that old house in the woods.’

‘Do you mean Hayley?’ Katie asked her.

‘Yes – have you seen her?’

‘I was … I’m a friend of hers, we were at the house just now.’

‘Damn, I must have missed her by minutes. Still, not to worry.’

‘I think she’s gone home.’

‘Oh, right. Are you one of her models?’

‘Well, yes, I am.’

‘So am I.’

‘Really?’ Katie said, grinning at Anne.

‘You must be the girl I’ll be working with.’

‘Working with?’

‘Hayley said that she wants me to do some lesbian shots with a girl she was seeing this morning. That must be you.’

‘Yes, I suppose so. ‘

‘Shall we go and sit down somewhere? How about finding a spot in the woods where we can chat?’

‘OK,’ the girl murmured, turning off the lane and heading through the trees. ‘Actually, I do need to talk to someone about this modelling business.’

‘Well, I’m your girl.’

Anne had intended to warn Katie about the vicar. But her clitoris was swelling and her vaginal milk was flowing into her tight knickers, and she couldn’t stop thinking about Katie’s young body. She’d wanted to experiment with lesbian sex with Dee and Angela, but Katie was young and fresh and … and available? Sitting down next to Katie in a small clearing, Anne gazed at her T-shirt faithfully following the contours of her small breasts and outlining the protrusions of her ripe nipples, and she knew that she had to have her teenage body.

‘It’s nice here,’ Anne said, moving closer to the girl. ‘An ideal place for outdoor lesbian photos.’

‘Yes, I suppose so,’ Katie breathed. ‘Don’t you mind doing lesbian stuff?’

‘I love it,’ Anne replied. ‘I mean, I have a boyfriend but … I also love being with another girl. How about you?’

‘I haven’t done much,’ Katie said softly. ‘Hayley licked me and tomorrow she wants me to lick her. I’m not sure that I want to do it, though.’

‘Would you like me to help you?’

‘Help me? But how?’

‘Lie back and relax and I’ll show you.’

Anne couldn’t help herself as Katie lay back on the grass with her young thighs parted slightly. She was beautiful, Anne mused, running her fingertip up and down her inner thighs. So young and fresh and innocent … Was she a virgin? she wondered as she slipped her hand up her short skirt and pressed her fingers into the warm swell of her tight knickers. Had she had a cock driving deep into her hot vagina and splattering her ripe cervix with fresh spunk?

Pulling the girl’s knickers down her slender legs and slipping them off her feet, Anne lifted Katie’s skirt high up over the smooth plateau of her stomach and gazed longingly at the swollen lips of her teenage pussy. Katie’s sex crack was tightly closed, Anne observed, her stomach somersaulting at the prospect of lesbian sex as she leaned over and kissed the gentle rise of the other girl’s. Breathing in Katie’s girl-scent, she pushed her tongue out and licked between the fleshy cushions of her outer lips and tasted her there.

‘You’re beautiful,’ Anne murmured and parted the girl’s legs wider to gain better access to the most private part of her body. ‘I’m going to teach you how to love another girl.’

‘Yes,’ Katie sighed as Anne’s tongue delved into her wetting crack and swept over the tip of her sensitive clitoris. ‘Yes, I’d like that.’

Easing a finger deep into Katie’s vaginal duct, Anne sucked and licked her erect clitoris. She tasted wonderful, she thought dreamily as she massaged the hot inner flesh of the girl’s tightening sex sheath. It was a shame that the vicar was going to threaten her and, more than likely, violate her unsullied young body. He’d force his huge cock deep into her teenage love hole. He’d fuck her mouth and shoot his creamy spunk down her throat, she reflected. He’d drive his
solid
penis deep into her hot rectal tube and flood her bowels with his unholy seed. Maybe Anne could save her from the man of God.

‘Do you masturbate?’ Anne asked her as she slipped a second finger into her creamy-wet vaginal sheath.

‘Yes,’ Katie confessed.

‘Are you a virgin?’

‘Yes, I … I am.’

‘We’re going to do sixty-nine,’ Anne said, retrieving her fingers from the girl’s young love duct. She slipped her own panties off. ‘Are you going to be OK with this?’ she said, kneeling astride Katie’s head.

‘Yes, I’d like to try it.’

‘Good.’

Lowering her body and pressing the swollen lips of her bald pussy against Katie’s mouth, Anne leaned forward and ran her tongue up and down the girl’s yawning vaginal crevice. She could feel Katie’s tongue delving into her vaginal entrance, exploring her hot inner flesh. Katie was savouring her first taste of girl-milk, and Anne wondered what her thoughts were. She seemed to be enjoying the experience, she thought as the girl mouthed and sucked between the fleshy pads of her hairless sex lips. Reciprocating, Anne pushed her tongue deep into the young girl’s vaginal hole. Savouring her flowing love-milk, she slurped and sucked, drinking from Katie’s trembling body. It would be nice to reach their orgasms together, she mused dreamily as the girl parted her slender thighs wide.

This was only Anne’s second lesbian experience, and she pondered on her own thoughts and feelings. The taste of a teenage girl’s pussy was heavenly, she mused. The gentleness, the softness … She’d been licked and sucked to orgasm many times, but the feel
of
a girl’s wet tongue between her love lips was completely different. Katie was beautiful, she thought as she sucked the girl’s erect clitoris into her hot mouth. Lesbian sex was beautiful.

Katie’s clitoris erupted in orgasm as Anne reached her lesbian-induced climax, and the girls’ entwined bodies writhed on the grass beneath the trees as they sucked and licked. Anne imagined a cock sliding in and out of the girl’s hot vaginal duct as she recalled her latest fantasy. She’d lick the wet shaft, tongue the swollen knob each time it emerged and she’d suck the girl’s solid clitoris. To drink fresh spunk from a girl’s vaginal sheath must be heavenly, she mused in the grip of her powerful orgasm.

Katie’s slender body convulsed and bucked as she rode the crest of her orgasm. Her thighs twitching, she breathed heavily through her nose as she sucked on Anne’s pulsating clitoris and sustained her massive orgasm. Anne knew that this was her chance to introduce the girl to the fine art of sex as she parted the firm cheeks of her naked buttocks. Pushing her finger deep into Katie’s rectal duct and massaging her hot inner flesh, Anne grinned as her lesbian lover let out a wail of pleasure. She was hooked, she knew as Katie reciprocated and drove a finger deep into the dank heat of Anne’s tight rectal tube.

Finally coming down from their sexual heaven, the girls writhed and gasped for breath, their young bodies shaking uncontrollably in the aftermath of their lesbian loving. Anne thought of the perverted vicar as she lay on her back looking up at the trees. He was going to threaten Katie, use the photographs to blackmail her into having crude sex with him. Hayley was as bad if not worse than the vicar, she reflected. How many other young girls had she lured to the derelict house for her so-called photographic sessions?

‘I must go home,’ Katie said, grabbing her knickers and rising to her feet. ‘But … I mean … I’d like to see you again, if that’s OK?’

‘Of course it’s OK,’ Anne replied, smiling at her. ‘I don’t think we should meet at the old house, though. Perhaps we’ll make this our secret place. It’s nice and secluded here.’

‘Yes, I’d like that.’

‘Say, ten o’clock?’

‘Yes, I’ll be here. Thanks for … I’ll see you tomorrow.’

As Katie left the clearing Anne wondered what to do. She wanted to watch the vicar force his huge cock deep into Katie’s virgin pussy and fuck her senseless. But she also wanted to protect the girl from the evil man. And what the hell was she going to say to Hayley? she wondered as she left the clearing and headed home. Should she confront her sister, or say nothing? Passing the pub, she wondered why she hadn’t seen anything of Rick or Jack. Brian and Alan had been ominously quiet, she reflected. Were they hoping to strip Katie and fuck her virgin pussy? Anne knew that she should save the girl, but the thought of watching her take an old man’s cock into her tight pussy sent her arousal soaring.

Eleven

‘DID YOU GET
the money from the vicar?’ Hayley asked Anne over breakfast.

‘No,’ Anne replied. ‘He doesn’t have that sort of cash so … well, that’s that.’

‘But he told me that … I mean, I thought that he had the money?’

‘I didn’t like the idea of blackmailing him any more than you did, so I let it go. Are you working today?’

‘Yes, I’d better get going or I’ll be late. Do you have any clients lined up for this evening?’

Anne wasn’t sure what to say as she sipped her coffee. ‘Yes,’ she finally replied. ‘I’ll see you this evening and tell you about it.’

‘Great. OK, see you later, little sister.’

Anne went straight up to Hayley’s bedroom as the girl left the house. Hayley obviously knew that Anne had the five thousand pounds, but she couldn’t say that she’d been talking to the vicar about it. Fortunately, Anne’s mother was out shopping so she had plenty of time to search Hayley’s computer. Sitting at the desk, she began browsing the folders. She wasn’t sure what she was looking for, but she reckoned that she’d find something of interest.

There were folders within folders, making it a time-consuming job, but she finally discovered something
of
great interest. ‘The girls’ names, addresses and phone numbers,’ she breathed, printing out the list of victims before deleting the folder. Hayley would know that her little sister had been at her computer, and Anne wondered how to wreck the drive and make it look as though it had just gone wrong. Looking through system files, she deleted everything she could find. Ignoring the warning notices flashing up on the screen, she finally switched the machine off and then turned it on again.

‘Good,’ she breathed as a notice flashed up stating that there had been a fatal error. ‘That’s the end of that.’ Taking the list of girls to her bedroom, she wasn’t sure what her plan was as she sat on the end of her bed. She had taken the girl’s names from Hayley’s computer, and she had a CD packed with photographs, but what was she going to do with the evidence? Switching her own computer on, Anne gazed at the photos she’d taken of Hayley in the derelict house. Spanking, anal sex, cock-sucking … She had enough evidence of the girl’s debauched life but what could she do with it?

She thought about visiting the vicar and checked the time. Eight-thirty. She had to meet Katie in the woods at ten, she reflected. Should she wander into the church with Katie and watch the vicar for his reaction? Hayley would have sold him the photographs by now so he’d recognise the girl and wonder what was going on. Coming up with an idea as she gazed at the list of girls’ names and phone numbers, Anne went down to the lounge and rang the first number.

Alison listened intently as Anne explained the situation to her. Having heard the business proposition, she was very keen to meet Anne at the church, and so was the next girl on the list. Several of the girls
were
out, but Anne managed to round up half a dozen. Grabbing her camera and leaving the house, she went to the church to see whether the vicar was around. It was probably too early in the morning, she mused as she crept through the open doors and stole down the aisle. Hearing voices coming from the office, she waited outside the partially open door and listened.

‘I hope that you haven’t told her about our little business deal?’ Hayley said. ‘And what about the money?’

‘Of course I haven’t told her,’ the vicar replied. ‘She’ll probably give you the cash later, so don’t worry.’

‘I
am
worried. We’ve worked hard for that money – you should never have given it to her. In fact, you should never have got involved with her in the first place.’

‘Don’t worry, Hayley. I had a long chat with her and she’s fine. I didn’t say anything about our business, and I’m sure that we’ll get the money back later. Now, let’s move on to the little beauty in these photographs. What was her name?’

‘Katie, and she’s a virgin.’

‘Mmm, just what I’m looking for. So you’ve made the arrangements?’

‘Yes, I got Dave to ring her earlier. He made out that he was my agent and told her to be outside the church at nine.’

‘And I’ll do my usual,’ the priest said, with a chuckle. ‘I’ll go outside and chat to her and—’

‘You’ll show her the photographs, bring her in here, and have your wicked way with her.’

As she slipped out of the church and hid behind some bushes, Anne couldn’t believe that Dave was involved in the scam. This was getting worse by the
minute
, she thought, wondering what to do as she saw Hayley leave the church. Within minutes Katie arrived and sat on the low wall. The plan was good, Anne thought. But what was the vicar going to say to the girl? He couldn’t simply produce the photographs because Katie would realise that Hayley had given them to him.

She watched the vicar leave the church and walk towards Katie but Anne couldn’t hear what he was saying to her. Whatever he’d said had worked, she thought as the girl followed him into the church. Katie was wearing a skimpy crop-top and a short skirt, and she looked extremely sexy. Recalling her time in the woods with the girl, Anne slipped into the church and waited outside the office door. There was no way the perverted vicar was going to violate Katie’s young body, she thought as she listened to their conversation.