From: an138013@anon.penet.fi (Blackwind)
Reply-To: an138013@anon.penet.fi
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: BLACKWIND: Obsession (mf,teen,bd,rape)
Date: Fri,  4 Aug 1995 04:10:43 UTC
Organization: Anonymous forwarding service
Message-ID: <041406Z04081995@anon.penet.fi>



Contains: mmf,teen,bd,rape



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        Vague.  Mysterious.  Sometimes gentle.  Sometimes violent.

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       Anal/Bestiality/Bizarre/Bondage/Consensual/Gay/Golden Showers

     Lesbian/Necrophilia/Oral/Pedophilia/Romance/S&M/Snuff/Teen/Torture

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                A.S.S. Name: Obsession

                Archive Name: Obsess.txt

                Lewdness Level: High

                Contents: mmf,teen,bd,rape

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                                DISCLAIMER



 This story was written for the erotic enjoyment of open-minded adults.  If

 you are under the age of 18 you should not be reading this.  You should be

 doing homework or something useful, not reading this trash.  It'll screw

 up your mind, trust me.



 For everybody else, this is a standard disclaimer.  This story contains

 graphic depictions of sex in numerous forms.  It is not intended to

 foster or further the aims or causes of any individual regarding illegal

 pursuits nor is it intended to condone illegal/unsafe sexual behavior.  This

 story is copyright 1995 by Blackwind and may be distributed or released in

 electronic form only provided no fee is charged for such distribution.

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                                 OBSESSION





     It was Friday night and the Big Top was jumping.  The newest, hottest

under 21 club in town, it had attracted a pretty large crowd; kids were

packed wall to wall and scattered all over the dance floor.  Smoke was thick

in the air and the roar of the music was so loud Robin Keller could hardly

hear herself think.



     Not that it mattered; she was too excited and too happy to care.

She was out on her first date and was having a great time.  Pete Willis,

her date, had taken her out to dinner first, then here, where they slow

danced even when the music wasn't slow.  Pete was a nice guy; tall, handsome,

really muscular, and he liked her.



     Even though he was sixteen, two years older than she was, he didn't

treat her like a kid; he kept complimenting her on how mature she was, how

beautiful she looked and how happy he was to be out with her.



     All this made for a great evening, except for one thing:  she kept

getting stared at.  Not by everyone, but one guy in particular; he was tall,

handsome like Pete and just as muscular, with wavy dark hair.  He wore a pair

of shades that hid his eyes, and she wondered what was going on behind them.

He looked a lot older than anyone else in the club, and the way he kept

staring at her made her uneasy.  She told Pete, but everytime he went to

chase the guy off, the guy disappeared.



     It didn't surprise Robin that she was being stared at, though; she was

a beautiful girl.  5' tall and 110 pounds, she had a nicely developed figure

with firm, round breasts and long, shapely legs.  Her skin was a creamy,

flawless white, her eyes deep gray.  Her face was delicate and her thick, wavy

dark red hair spilled to the middle of her back.  People always told her she

should be a model, but she thought she was too short for it; she barely even

reached Pete's chest, she was so small.



     That didn't matter, though; Pete didn't seem to mind, especially when he

held her as they danced.  They talked a lot, too, and Pete kept indicating

he wanted to date her again, maybe even go steady.  She thought she'd like

that.



                                  (-)



      After about an hour or so of dancing, Robin ducked into the bathroom

to adjust her makeup.  Pete had been wonderful so far; thanks to him, she

hardly noticed the creep staring at her, which he'd kept doing all night.

At least he couldn't see her in here.



      She looked in the full length mirror on one wall, making sure her

clothes looked okay.  Her outfit wasn't anything spectacular: a pink cotton

blouse with long sleeves, a red skirt that ended a full four inches above her

knees, tan hose and white high heel pumps, a pair of diamond stud earrings.

It was the best she had; her family wasn't rich, not like her best friend

Erica's.  Erica always wore only designer clothes, usually in silk.  Robin

envied her for that.



       She turned back to the mirror and set her purse down on the sink,

taking her out her lipstick.  It was soft pink, which matched her creamy

skin and soft, full lips quite well.  Pete liked it; he told her red would

be too gaudy and totally unnecessary.  She couldn't wait to kiss him and

find out.



       Another thing she liked about Pete was that he was open; he admitted

to her, right off, that he was a virgin and wasn't going to try to get her

to sleep with him; she respected him for that.  Robin prized her virginity

highly, being something of an old fashioned girl.



        She finished applying the lipstick and was checking it in the mirror

when a very odd looking woman walked in.  She was extremely tall and very

broad, and her hair didn't seem real; it looked like a blonde wig.  What was

stranger, she noticed as the woman came up behind her, was that she seemed

to have a trace of five o'clock shadow on her jaw.  Suddenly, Robin realized

it wasn't a woman at all.



        "Time to go, Robin", the woman said, and grabbed her around the waist,

pressing a sickly sweet smelling cloth to her face.  Robin screamed as the

chemicals assailed her nose, then quickly passed out.



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