Free Wicked Obsession by Ray Gordon

pussy?’
    ‘I have a surprise for you,’ Anne said, giggling as she tugged her short skirt down. ‘I hope you like it.’
    ‘I’m sure I will.’
    She stepped out of her skirt, pulled the front of her knickers down and displayed the hairless lips of her teenage pussy. His eyes widening, Alan knelt before her for a better look as she slipped her knickers off and stood with her feet wide apart. Anne knew that his friend was lurking somewhere, probably in the hall, feasting his eyes on her hairless crack, and she loved the notion of a voyeur. Her young womb contracting, her stomach fluttering, she leaned back and jutted her hips out to give the men a better view of her bald lips.
    ‘You’re wonderful,’ Alan breathed, reaching out and running his fingertip up and down her wetting crack. ‘God, you look so … so incredibly beautiful.’
    ‘I’m glad you like it,’ she said, keeping an eye on the door.
    ‘What man wouldn’t like it? Are you going to do a little piddle for me?’
    ‘Well, I …’
    ‘I want to watch it dribble from your tight crack and run down your legs, Anne.’
    ‘All right,’ she conceded, making sure that she was facing the door for her voyeur’s benefit. ‘I’ll try.’
    Squeezing her muscles, Anne kept an eye on the door as her golden liquid trickled from her bald sex-slit and ran down her inner thighs. She could see movement through the crack in the door, and she knew that the other man was there as her rain splashed onto the floor between her parted feet. Alan also turned and looked at the door, obviously wondering whether his friend could see the girl’s arousing exhibition as he moved to one side. Knowing that she was being watched, Anne breathed deeply as her arousal soared and her golden trickle became a gush. Her legs wet, her feet splashed, she parted her swollen pussy lips and squirted her offering over the floor as the men watched.
    Never had she felt so aroused. She realised that her young body was a powerful lure to older men. She really could have any man she wanted, she thought dreamily as her flow stemmed and globules of liquid dripped from the tight crack of her young pussy. Feeling alive with sex, Anne threw back her head and gasped as Alan licked the glistening lips of her pussy. Her clitoris swelling, her milky juices oozing between the wet lips of her pussy, she parted her feet as wide as she could.
    ‘You taste wonderful and you look beautiful,’ Alan breathed, lapping up her milky fluid. ‘I must take some more photos of you next time we’re here.’
    ‘Yes, I’d like that,’ Anne replied softly, realising that he would have shown his friend the photos he’d taken of her sucking his cock. ‘Have you shown anyone?’
    ‘No, no,’ he lied, parting her sex lips and lapping at her hot vaginal entrance. ‘They’re for my eyes only. Now, how about showing us your tits?’
    ‘Us? But there’s only you here.’
    ‘I meant … It’s an expression, show us your tits.’
    As Alan licked and slurped between her parted lips, Anne wondered whether she should invite the other man to join in. Her arousal soaring to frightening heights, she imagined two tongues licking between her thighs, one teasing her anus and the other probing her drenched vagina. The notions thrilled her and she pulled her T-shirt over her head and tossed it onto the old armchair. Her nipples rose in the relatively cool air of the old house and she ran her hands over the firm mounds of her teenage breasts as Alan sucked her solid clitoris into his hot mouth.
    Pinching and pulling on her nipples, Anne again imagined the second man kneeling behind her and teasing the sensitive eye of her anus with the tip of his tongue. Although she was now desperate to feel two snaking tongues between her slender thighs, she still wasn’t sure about inviting Alan’s friend to join in. He was so old, she thought as her juices of lust streamed down her inner thighs in rivers of milk. But did that matter? she