Wicked Obsession by Ray Gordon

she ignored their crude comments about her sex holes. They wanted to meet her there the following evening, they wanted to use and abuse her for their own sexual satisfaction, but she declined.
    ‘I can’t,’ she breathed softly as she finished dressing and headed for the door.
    ‘The following day, then?’ Alan persisted.
    ‘I have to go,’ Anne said, leaving the room and fleeing the house.
    Walking home, she knew that she had to give up her whoredom and return to the innocent girl she once was. Hayley was right, she should be studying and thinking of the future rather than playing about with boys. Playing about with dirty old men? It was over, she thought happily as she reached her house. Dave, Rick, Alan, Brian … No more, she decided.

Four
    ANNE DIDN’T GO in to college on the last day of term. She was confused, her mind wandering, as she slipped out of her bed and stood naked in front of the full-length mirror. She looked so young without her pubic hair, she observed as she parted her feet wide and gazed at the fleshy swell of her outer lips. She should never have removed her pubes, she reflected. Recalling the old man’s penis shafting her teenage vagina, she sighed. The images of her debauched acts with two old men were etched in her memory, never to be forgotten. She grabbed a pair of knickers from her drawer and concealed her hairless pussy with the white cotton material. But out of sight wasn’t out of mind.
    ‘I want to talk to you,’ Hayley said, bursting into the room.
    ‘I’m dressing,’ Anne complained, folding her arms to cover her young breasts.
    ‘I don’t care what you’re doing. Rick and I have split up.’
    ‘Oh? Why’s that?’
    ‘You know damned well why. You’re a slut, Anne.’
    ‘Thanks very much.’
    ‘I have a new boyfriend, and I want you to keep away from him.’
    ‘That was quick,’ Anne said, with a snigger. ‘You dump one and then find another within a few hours, and you call
me
a slut?’
    ‘As it happens, I’ve known Robin for a long time. We’ve been on and off for several months and I’ve been—’
    ‘Screwing him behind Rick’s back? Wow, you really
are
a slut.’
    ‘Anne, I have
not
been screwing
anyone
behind Rick’s back. I’m seeing Robin this evening. He’s coming here and I want you to keep out of sight.’
    ‘Why should I hide? I live here too, you know.’
    ‘Do what you like – he wouldn’t be interested in you.’
    ‘How do you know that?’
    ‘He’s not interested in silly little teenage girls. I have to go to work now, so I’ll talk to you later about what you said at breakfast yesterday.’
    Anne grinned as Hayley left the room. She dressed in a short skirt and skimpy crop-top and made her plans. Not interested in teenage girls? she mused wickedly. ‘We’ll soon see about that,’ she breathed as she went down to the kitchen for breakfast. With a bald pussy, full sex lips and a very tight vagina, she knew that she could have any man she wanted. And that included her sister’s boyfriends.
    The day dragged on and Anne spent most of her time in her room watching television. No more college for eight weeks, she mused as she checked her watch after dinner. She was going to have to find something exciting to do during the holiday, she thought. Seducing Robin would be a good place to start, she decided as the doorbell rang. Hayley was in her bedroom getting ready, giving Anne a chance to chat to Robin. Slipping into the lounge and sitting on the sofa as her mother answered the door, she felt her stomach somersault with excitement.
    ‘This is Robin,’ her mother said, leading the young man into the room. ‘Robin, this is Anne.’
    ‘Pleased to meet you,’ Anne said, parting her thighs a little. ‘Have a seat. I’m sure mum will make the proverbial cup of tea.’
    ‘I could do with a cup of tea,’ Robin breathed. ‘Things have been rather hectic today and I haven’t had time for anything.’
    ‘You’ve known Hayley for some