Wicked Obsession

by Ray Gordon

  ‘How would you like to have my sister and me?’ she asked him.

  He rose to his feet and stared at her ‘You mean … I can have Hayley over the altar?’

  ‘For a price, yes.’

  ‘Well, er … I’d love to. How much?’

  ‘Two hundred,’ Anne said, knowing that Hayley was listening.

  ‘Two hundred? But—’

  ‘There are no buts, vicar. Take it or leave it.’

  ‘I’m not rich, Anne.’

  ‘OK, let’s forget it.’

  ‘No, no. I have my savings so … yes, I’ll pay once a week.’

  Hayley wandered into the office and smiled at the vicar. ‘Cash up front,’ she said, much to Anne’s surprise.

  The vicar looked her up and down. ‘Of course,’ he said quietly. ‘I don’t have that sort of money here but …’

  ‘How much have you got?’ Hayley asked him.

  He opened the desk drawer. ‘Fifty,’ he said.

  Snatching the cash, Hayley pulled her knickers down her long legs and slipped them off her feet. ‘For fifty pounds, you may lick me,’ she said, lifting her short skirt up over her stomach. ‘Think of this as an introductory offer. Anne will give you a wank while you lick me.’

  Sitting on the edge of the desk and lying back, Hayley parted her thighs wide as the vicar gazed in awe at her sparse blonde pubes. Anne stared in disbelief as her sister parted the fleshy lips of her pussy and exposed her inner folds. They were in business, she thought happily as the vicar knelt on the floor and licked the other girl’s wet sex crack. Slurping between her parted sex lips, lapping up her flowing milk, he lifted his cassock and displayed his solid cock. Anne wasted no time, kneeling and grabbing his hard shaft as he licked and slurped between Hayley’s slender thighs.

  Hayley breathed heavily, her young body trembling, as Anne wanked the vicar. This was perfect, Anne thought, imagining the money they could earn. They’d build up a list of clients, pay off Hayley’s debts, and then get a flat together. Wondering about renting the cottage that Jack was staying in, she knew that she’d have to put a stop to the marriage. The last thing she needed was Hayley getting married and ruining their new-found business.

  The vicar’s cock twitching, his full balls heaving, Anne wanked his rock-hard shaft faster as Hayley neared her orgasm. The girl was gasping, her beautiful body shaking uncontrollably, as the vicar sucked her erect clitoris into his hot mouth. Easy money, Anne thought, watching her sister’s eyes rolling. Hayley was beautiful, she mused. The lips of her pussy were puffy and succulent, her breasts were large … Two sisters in business, she thought excitedly.

  Hayley cried out as her pleasure exploded. Her head lolled from side to side and she stretched the fleshy lips of her pussy open wide as the vicar worked on her pulsating clitoris. The man of God was nearing his orgasm, Anne knew as his cock swelled in her hand. She though about sucking his purple knob into her mouth and sucking out his spunk, but he’d only paid fifty pounds. All he’d get was a wank, she decided.

  ‘I want to fuck her,’ the priest gasped, rising to his feet and pressing his swollen knob between Hayley’s pussy lips.

  ‘No,’ Anne said, grabbing his cock. ‘You can spunk over her pussy, but you’re not fucking her.’

  Rubbing the vicar’s purple globe hard against her sister’s pulsating clitoris, Anne grinned as the girl cried out in the grip of her climax. The priest’s sperm gushed from his throbbing knob, splattering Hayley’s smooth stomach and running down her open sex valley to her gaping vaginal hole. He threw his head back and let out a low moan of pleasure. He was desperate to push his cock into Hayley’s tight vagina, but Anne wouldn’t allow it. The introductory offer didn’t include a fuck, she thought as his sperm-flow finally stemmed.

  ‘Naughty boy,’ she murmured as his cock began to deflate in her hand.

  ‘She’s beautiful,’ the vicar gasped, gazing at Hayley’s sperm-dripping sex crack. ‘I’ll get the money and … Come here tomorrow evening and I’ll fuck both of you.’

  ‘I think this is going to be a good arrangement,’ Hayley said shakily as she propped herself up on her elbows.

  ‘It is,’ Anne agreed. ‘And the vicar has a friend who will pay us.’

  ‘Yes, yes, I have several friends,’ he said, lowering his cassock as Hayley clambered off the desk. ‘We’ll arrange evenings and—’

  ‘How many friends?’ Anne cut in.

  ‘I know of at least three who will pay you.’

  ‘OK, contact them and arrange separate evenings for each of them.’

  ‘Yes, yes, I will. May I just look at your tits, Hayley?’

  ‘No,’ the girl replied firmly. ‘You don’t have enough money. Next time you can have all of me.’

  ‘Let’s go,’ Anne said, moving to the door. ‘We’ll be in touch, vicar. Contact your friends, and let me know the arrangement tomorrow.’

  ‘Thank you, girls,’ the man of God breathed, his face beaming as they left his office.

  Once they were outside the church, Anne turned to Hayley and grinned. ‘Well,’ she said. ‘You did surprise me. I thought that you were going to run off.’

  ‘I need the money,’ Hayley sighed. ‘I don’t like doing this but—’

  ‘You had a massive orgasm,’ Anne cut in, with a giggle. ‘You’re not trying to tell me that you didn’t enjoy it?’

  ‘No, but … he’s our local vicar, Anne. We’ve known him since we were kids, for God’s sake.’

  ‘I don’t see what that has to do with it. We’ve got cunts, he’s got cash …’

  ‘Don’t put it that way, it sounds awful. Anyway, I suppose we’re in business.’

  ‘We certainly are,’ Anne trilled as they walked home. ‘We’ll soon have your debts cleared. You keep all the money we earn until you’re straight, and then we’ll go halves.’

  ‘It will take a long time, I’m afraid.’

  ‘Don’t worry about that – we’ll sort it out.’

  ‘I feel that I’m getting to know you,’ Hayley said, placing her arm around Anne’s shoulders as they neared their house. ‘We’ll go up to my room and make our plans, OK?’

  ‘Our plans for earning a fortune,’ Anne said, hoping she could dissuade Hayley from marrying Jack.

  Nine

  ANNE AND HAYLEY had chatted for several hours before finally going to bed. The outcome had been good, apart from one thing Hayley had said that had shocked Anne. Hayley wasn’t going to marry Jack, which was good news, but she had confessed to being in love with Dave. She’d said that she’d never screwed him behind Anne’s back, but she’d wanted him from the day that Anne had taken him to the house and introduced him to her family. Anne hadn’t said anything in response to her sister’s revelation, but she knew that she was going to have to get Dave out of the way.

  ‘I’m ready when you are,’ Hayley said, wandering into Anne’s bedroom. ‘I shouldn’t have taken the day off work, but—’

  ‘Don’t worry about that,’ Anne cut in. ‘I just hope that this man is willing to pay both of us.’ Following Hayley down the stairs, she decided to say something about Dave. ‘If you end up with Dave,’ she said as they left the house, ‘I mean, will you still work with me?’

  ‘Let’s take this one step at a time,’ Hayley sighed. ‘I have enough on my plate as it is without worrying about a future with Dave. Of course, it really depends on him. I haven’t told him how I feel, so let’s wait and see what happens.’

  As she walked to the church with her sister, Anne knew that Dave was going to be a problem. He’d wanted Hayley all along, and he’d be over the moon if she declared her love for him. But there was no way that he’d agree to her working as a prostitute with her little sister. He could become a real problem, and one that would have to be dealt with. But how? Sitting on the low wall outside the church with Hayley, Anne decided to see Dave later that day and deal with him.

  ‘You look great,’ she said, eyeing Hayley’s short skirt, her naked thighs. ‘B
ut you look great whatever you wear.’

  ‘So do you, Anne. I don’t know why you’ve never had any confidence.’

  ‘I suppose it’s because you’ve always done so well. You have lovely blonde hair and …’

  ‘Your hair is great. Auburn hair is lovely, but you need to grow it.’

  ‘Your tits are bigger than mine,’ Anne said, giggling as she jutted her breasts out.

  ‘Not all men like big tits, I can assure you. You’re eighteen and lovely, Anne. Stop worrying about your looks.’

  Hayley was right, Anne thought, checking her watch and looking up and down the lane. She hoped that the man would turn up and was pleased to be working with her sister. After years of squabbling, they were becoming friends. Their parents would think it strange that they didn’t argue any more, but they’d never discover why. Gazing at Hayley, her blue eyes and full red lips, Anne recalled the lesbians in the derelict house. She never did go back for more lesbian sex, she reflected. Maybe she’d go to the house one lunchtime and see the girls, lick the girls.

  ‘Hayley?’ a man asked as he pulled up in his car.

  ‘Yes,’ Hayley replied.

  ‘Who’s your friend?’ the man asked.

  Anne leaned through the open passenger window. ‘We’re sisters,’ she said. ‘Would you like to screw two sisters?’

  ‘How much?’

  ‘Three hundred. You get one for half-price.’

  ‘OK, get in.’

  Sitting in the car’s back seat with Hayley, Anne ordered the man to turn the car round and drive to the woods. He was in his fifties with greying hair and a suntanned face, and not at all bad-looking. He was wearing a white shirt and tie and was obviously a businessman. And, by the look of his car, he had money. Did he have a wife? Anne wondered. Did all married men go to prostitutes? This was going to work out well, she thought as he pulled up on the grass verge by the woods. Hayley looked rather anxious, but Anne knew that she’d be all right. Once she had her knickers off and the man was licking her pussy, she’d relax.

  As she led the man to the old house, Anne thought how nice it would be to own the place. If they earned enough money that might be possible, she mused as she entered the house. It would need a hell of a lot of work done to it to make it habitable, but it would make a lovely home. As the man followed her into the front room, Anne realised that this wasn’t the ideal place to work from. But it was all they had. Besides, was it comfort he wanted or two dirty young sisters to entertain him? Frowning at Anne, he asked her whether she owned the house.

  ‘Yes, we do,’ she lied. ‘We haven’t moved in yet because we’re going to have it rebuilt. There’s a mattress in one of the upstairs rooms, if you prefer?’

  ‘No, no, this is fine.’ Passing her the cash, he grinned at Hayley. ‘Shall we start with you stripping naked?’ he asked her.

  ‘We’ll both strip,’ Anne said.

  ‘How about a lesbian show?’

  ‘Er … no,’ Hayley replied. ‘We’re sisters, so—’

  ‘Even better,’ he cut in, with a chuckle. ‘Still, not to worry.’

  The girls undressed slowly, teasing him as he watched with bated breath. His cock would be as hard as rock, Anne thought as she displayed the firm mounds of her petite breasts. Dropping her skirt and tugging her knickers down, she realised that Hayley had never seen her naked. And she had no idea that she’d shaved her pussy. Wondering what her sister was thinking as she gazed at her bald sex lips, Anne felt a little embarrassed. It was one thing stripping in front of men, but not in front of her sister.

  Hayley looked Anne up and down, her pretty face smiling as she winked at her little sister. Everything was going to work out, Anne was sure as the man stood in front of Hayley and kneaded the firm mounds of her ample breasts. His free hand slipped between Anne’s slender thighs: he stroked the bald lips of her teenage pussy and ran his fingertip up and down her wetting sex crack. Sucking Hayley’s ripe nipple into his mouth, he drove a finger deep into Anne’s contracting vagina and massaged her wet inner flesh.

  Moving his other hand between Hayley’s thighs and driving a finger deep into her tight vagina, he slipped Hayley’s nipple out of his mouth and sucked on one of Anne’s elongated milk teats. He was obviously pleased with his purchase, Anne thought as she grinned at her sister. Wondering which girl he’d choose to screw first as he yanked his fingers out of their wet pussies and unbuckled his belt, Anne reckoned that he’d take Hayley.

  Holding the root of his solid cock and ordering the sisters to kneel on the floor on all fours, the man knelt behind Anne as she took her position and parted her naked buttocks. She could feel his swollen knob running up and down her milk-dripping vaginal slit as she turned her head and gazed at her sister. Hayley smiled at her, and Anne reckoned that she was happy with the situation. They were a team, she thought cheerfully as the man’s cock drove deep into her tightening sex sheath. They were going to work well together, and they’d earn a small fortune. The man slapped Hayley’s naked buttocks and commented on the thin red weals fanning out across her naked flesh.

  ‘Are you into spanking?’ he asked the girl.

  ‘Yes,’ Hayley breathed. ‘I’m into anything and everything.’

  ‘It looks as though you’ve had the whip.’

  ‘It was a branch of a bush,’ she told him. ‘I had my arse thrashed and then fucked.’

  ‘I’ll be seeing you two on a regular basis,’ the man said, much to Anne’s pleasure. ‘I’ve been looking for a couple of high-class sluts, and you two are perfect.’

  Anne wondered whether she should have charged him more as he slipped his rock-hard cock out of her contracting vagina and moved behind Hayley’s naked body. High-class sluts? she mused happily as he thrust his pussy-wet organ into Hayley’s tight vagina. He was right, she thought as he drove his cock fully home and Hayley let out a rush of breath. They weren’t common whores, they were high-class sluts. Common prostitutes charged a few pounds for a blow job, she reflected. High-class girls could demand a fortune for their services.

  As the man began his fucking motions, Anne listened to the squelching of her sister’s vaginal juices, the slapping of his lower stomach against her naked bottom cheeks. Then he moved behind Anne, driving his solid cock deep into her spasming vaginal duct, and she wondered which girl would be lucky enough to take his spunk. Her naked body rocking with the illicit fucking, she gasped and trembled as her clitoris swelled against the man’s pussy-slimed shaft. She needed an orgasm, she knew as she felt her vaginal milk streaming down the smooth flesh of her inner thighs. Would he be able to manage a second erection? she wondered as he yanked his cock out of her yearning pussy and once more drove the entire length of his shaft deep into Hayley’s sex-drenched vagina.

  Sure that Hayley was going to have his spunk pumped into her pussy, Anne wondered what the man was doing as he withdrew his juice-dripping cock and parted the rounded cheeks of her crimsoned buttocks. Grinning as she watched him run his tongue up and down Hayley’s anal crease, she wondered whether her sister was enjoying his crude attention. The girl gasped and trembled, answering Anne’s question as the man slipped his tongue into her rectal canal. Sucking and slurping, tonguing her anal duct, he finally left her and settled behind Anne’s naked body, parting her firm bottom cheeks wide.

  Anne trembled as the tip of his wet tongue now teased her anal hole. Would he fuck her there? she wondered dreamily, imagining his cock forcing its way deep into her rectal sheath and his fresh spunk jetting from his throbbing knob. Again moving his oral attention to Hayley’s tight bottom-hole, the man licked and slurped, letting out low moans of pleasure as he savoured the taste of her most private duct. Anne thought about licking her sister’s pussy as she listened to the man’s slurping. She’d enjoyed her time with the teenage lesbians, she reflected. But to lick her sister’s clitoris and suck out her vaginal milk …

  ‘I want one girl squatting over my face,’ the man said, settling on the floor on his back. ‘And
the other girl squatting over my cock.’

  ‘You choose,’ Anne said, eyeing his erect organ.

  ‘I’ll fuck you,’ he said. ‘Your sister can rub her cunt into my face.’

  Facing each other and taking their positions, the girls smiled at each other. They really did work well together, Anne thought as she guided the man’s cock deep into her sex-drenched vaginal sheath. Watching his tongue lapping at her sister’s sex hole, she felt her own clitoris swell. Never had she thought that she’d get on with Hayley, let alone work with her as a prostitute and share a client. Hayley closed her eyes as the man sucked and licked her clitoris, and Anne began to breathe heavily as she bounced up and down on his huge cock. They were a great team, she thought again as Hayley began to gasp.

  The man’s sperm jetted from his throbbing knob and bathed Anne’s cervix. Hayley cried out as her orgasm erupted. Anne threw her head back, whimpering as her climax exploded within the bulb of her solid clitoris. The gasping sounds of crude sex resounded around the derelict house as Anne lowered her head and focused on her sister’s writhing body, an expression of pure sexual ecstasy depicted on her face. She should have charged the man a lot more money, she thought as his spunk spewed from her rhythmically contracting vagina.

  Her orgasm began to wane and she slowed her bouncing rhythm as Hayley rocked her hips and ground her wet inner flesh into the man’s gasping mouth. Was the man using them for sex, or were they using him? Anne wondered as her clitoris began to deflate and she shuddered her last orgasmic shudder. Watching as he sucked out Hayley’s pussy milk, gulping down her female cream, she wondered whether the sex was over. Hayley hadn’t been fucked and spunked, she reflected, hoping that it was her turn next.

  Ordering the girls to kneel either side of him, the man looked at their flushed faces as they took their positions. He was more than happy with his purchase, Anne was sure as he gazed at each pair of firm breasts in turn and licked his lips. His cock was flaccid, wet with spunk and girl-juices, and she wondered whether he’d manage to fuck Hayley. It would be a shame if she didn’t get her fair share of fresh spunk, Anne thought. But, as he instructed her to suck and lick him until he was hard again, she reckoned that her sister would have her share after all.