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The New Neighbor: Sex Witch!

By: Pelios



(Author's note: Even as I am writing this story, I still don't have a clue what category it should fit into. Whichever category I choose, several others would be appropriate as well, so forgive me if I don't make the perfect choice.)

Norma was nineteen in her final year of high school when the sex witch came to the neighborhood and moved in next door. Of course, Norma had no idea at the time that Carly Shelaugh was a sex witch. She appeared to be a tall, lushly built redheaded divorcee, and that was all that Carly, the sex witch, had claimed to be. Norma had never met anyone that she wanted to be except herself, but from the moment she met the sex witch, she wanted to be Carly Shelaugh. But then, Carly affected everyone like that.

Norma lived with her parents and her younger sister Lisa who was eighteen and didn't consider herself significantly younger. Her father, Bill, was thirty-eight and worked at a bank. Her mother, Jane, was thirty-four and was self-employed as an accountant.

Carly moved in on a Saturday when everyone was home, or rather the movers moved her things in. All day, men in overalls hurried to and fro carrying boxes and furniture, but the family saw no sign of the occupant, and they were naturally very curious. Finally, the movers left around four, and around five, a sleek red sports car pulled into the drive. Lisa glanced out the living room window and called out to the others, "She's here! It's a woman moving in next door!"

Norma hurried over to the window for a peek. Bill looked up with amusement from the television to regard his daughter's open interest. Norma, he noticed a trifle uneasily, was for all practical purposes a woman, and a damn fine specimen at that! 

Norma stood five nine, fairly tall for a girl; she was a natural blonde, like himself, although his hair had darkened to light brown. Her body was supple and curved, with long, well-muscled legs and medium sized breasts. Her face was angelic and open with bright blue eyes and deep smile-lines and dimples – the smile and dimples inherited from her mother.

Lisa looked as old as her sister, and her body was even riper. She had long brown hair, sparkling blue-green eyes and friendly freckles sprinkled across her nose. Lisa had incredibly cute dimples and classic features. She was as tall as Norma, but there the similarity ended. 

Lisa had large breasts, wide hips, thick calves and thighs, giving her an over all chunky, plump impression what with the way she dressed – boyishly, usually wearing jeans and an overlarge man's shirt. It carefully hid the narrow points of her body; the ankles, knees, and waist. 

Bill sighed to himself; both of his daughters were nubile beauty queens, perfect potentials for disaster. But at least Lisa hid her assets, whereas Norma tended to flaunt them; it's a wonder they weren't both already pregnant! He sighed again, of course, when Lisa wore her bikini at the beach, her disguise didn't hold up so well... 

Hell, it seemed like just yesterday that he was changing their diapers and burping them, and now it was hard to look at them sometimes without feeling a stirring in his groin. He turned away from them and gazed at his wife to shock him from the forbidden line of thought.

Jane was wearing her reading glasses and was bent over some office work spread out on the kitchen table. He was really lucky to have such a beautiful wife. Neither daughter had inherited their mother's dark, nearly black hair or her bottle-green eyes, although Lisa's eyes came close in certain lights. 

But the girls had come by their height honestly, for both of their parents were tall. Jane had dusky skin that tanned easily as did Lisa, whereas Norma had her father's fair skin. He wondered at the way his wife had kept her figure, even after two children, but he suspected that her career had been as much or more responsible than their sex life. 

He was still attracted to her, but over the years, she had become indifferent to sex, or, he thought unhappily, indifferent to him. She always accommodated him with a nearly maddening compliance, but she rarely initiated sex or pressed for more once he'd come.

"Oh look, she saw us and waved," exclaimed Lisa, waving back cheerily, as did Norma.

Jane looked up from her work and frowned over her glasses, "Get away from the window, girls. Do you want the new neighbor to think she's moving next door to window peepers?"

"Oh mom!" said Norma as the girls moved away, "Window peepers are always guys, and they look in windows, not out of them!" Jane ignored the accurate technicalities of her daughter's objections and returned to her work.

Lisa looked thoughtful, "I think that was the most beautiful woman that I've ever seen! Can we go next door to meet her, dad?"

Bill cocked an eyebrow, "Lying child! No one is as beautiful as your mother! But, I guess it's okay with me, just don't get in the lady's hair."

"Is he calling us ticks or lice or what?" asked Norma with mock asperity as the girls headed for the door.

After the door shut behind them, Jane looked up, "That was sweet of you, Bill, to say I'm still beautiful," she permitted herself a small smile, "but maybe I should be jealous if the most beautiful woman in the world has just moved next door!" From her grin, it was obvious where Lisa and Norma got their dimples.

He laughed and crossed the room to rub her shoulders, "All you have to do is keep me happy, and then you won't have to worry. Uhm, as a matter of fact, why don't we go upstairs right now?"

Jane set down her glasses and rubbed her eyes, "Very well, Bill, but the girls may not be gone very long."

When they reached the bedroom, she put her arms around his neck, "How do you want me?" She asked in a friendly but cool manner.

He was irritated, but swallowed it and said, "Why don't you choose this time? Surprise me!"

She gave a little smile and said, "All right." She reached under her dress and pushed down her panties until they dropped loosely around her ankles. Then sat down on the edge of the bed to remove her shoes and slip the panties over her feet. She rose, giving him a sultry, almost insulting look and turned her back on him. She pulled the hem of her dress up to her hips to bare her bottom and leaned over the bed, resting her head on her arms. 

Bill caught his breath at the unusually wanton maneuver and the sight of the long, still shapely legs, the round bare bottom, and the dark, black-furred split-pouch that hung at the juncture of her legs. He dropped his pants without preamble and shuffled forward, his penis already erect and eager. He put his hands on the plump, round cheeks of her ass, spreading them wider than necessary as he nosed his penis into the hot slash of her vagina. 

Panting, he looked down at the brown pucker of her asshole hungrily as he began to thrust his hips. It was the only liberty that she'd never permitted him, which of course, made him want it even more. He'd asked her if he could take her up the rear; he'd asked on several occasions. But she would just primly remind him that some things were sacred. God! He'd love to fuck her ass!

Jane felt his dick drive in to the hilt, slapping the cheeks of her ass with his hips. She was wet inside, so the shaft slid easily in and out. She was wet because she still enjoyed getting it from Bill even though she hated him for doing it. He'd never know, but she secretly despised him for getting her pregnant at sixteen, making her miss out on most of the joys and experiences of youth, well, the variety anyway. And then he'd persuaded her to have another child at just seventeen! 

She loved her daughters, but since she'd turned thirty, she had begun to wish that she'd waited until her mid-twenties for children, at least her earlier twenties, for Christ's sake! So, for the last four years, she had begun blaming Bill for her misspent youth. Somehow, it got worse every time that he fucked her. 

Oh, she would enjoy it, remembering bitterly that she'd always enjoyed it, but she didn't place any blame on herself. He had been older and more sophisticated than her, and she had just done whatever he wanted. He had wanted a child; she had given him one. Then another. But she'd been too young to realize what she was doing, she thought furiously, and it was his fault! He should have been old enough to know better!

Her revenge was subtle, but terrible. She gave him whatever he asked for, but asked for nothing, slowly deteriorating his confidence. He'd just about given up trying to make her come, although she still did, but seldom when he was around, preferring to masturbate herself in private. Sometimes he tried so stubbornly that he succeeded, but if she could control her body, she would hide it from him. 

On those few occasions that he managed to make her come, and she was unable to hide it, she would pretend to fall immediately deeply asleep to at least deny him the afterglow. Later, if he referred to the experience, she would act as if she couldn't quite remember it.

She smiled as she felt him spread her cheeks with his hands between each energetic thrust. She knew what looking at her asshole did to him, in fact, she swore to herself for the thousandth time: someday I'll have an affair, and I'll let my lover fuck me there; I might even like it, but I'll never, never give it to Bill! Look, but don't touch, honey! Ha! 

Actually, it was the reason she had chosen this position. Aside from the mildly sadistic thrill that she got out of his frustration, she knew that the sight of her open ass would make him come faster, and the sooner he came, the sooner she could go back to work.

Next door, at the sex witch's house, Norma and Lisa were helping Carly unpack boxes, since the moving men had already placed all the furniture according to a pre-figured plan. Norma felt, for the first time in her memory, like an awkward, bumbling teenager. Plain-looking, too. Not that she was any of those things, but that was how she felt in this woman's arresting presence. 

Carly had welcomed them graciously right away and invited them in. While she worked, she had explained to the girls that she was well off, recently divorced and planning to write a book about Indian herb lore, which neatly explained the dozens of jars of dried herbs and powders. Lisa had cheerfully volunteered their assistance, and Carly had gratefully accepted, casually asking them questions about themselves.

In the kitchen, watching Carly carefully store the jars and bottles that Lisa and Norma handed her, Norma took the time to leisurely study the new neighbor's remarkable looks. Carly appeared to be about twenty-five years old, and in height she was obviously five-ten or eleven, noticeably taller than anyone in her family except her father. 

The woman was gorgeous, even dressed in a peasant blouse and shorts. Her hair was thick and medium to dark red; her legs were long and muscular with perfect curves, her breasts were large without being too big; her bottom, when she bent over was shaped like an upside down valentine. Her voice was low in timbre, yet clear and hypnotically lovely; her eyes were a deep royal blue that almost seemed violet at times. 

Her skin was smooth and fair, but lightly freckled, and her face was so lovely and her smile so compelling that if she had told Norma that the sky was orange, Norma would have had to believe her. But the strangest thing of all was the woman's sex appeal, or perhaps sense of sexuality would be a better way to put it. When in the woman's presence, Norma felt thrilled and energized despite the fact that her mind persisted in darting off in sexual tangents.

Norma liked sex and certainly wasn't a virgin, but she also didn't usually have any trouble putting aside sexual thoughts, until now. When Carly stretched on tiptoe to reach a top shelf, and Norma noticed the woman's calf muscles shift and slide under the freckled skin, she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to stroke that flawless smooth skin, letting her palm travel over the luxurious curves, sliding up... 

And Norma shook her head! What was going on with her today? Yet, moments later when the woman bent over a box of jars, Norma's eyes fell to the crevice of Carly's bosom as if drawn by a force as inevitable as gravity. Nice tits! The generous globes were a pale, golden tan and freckled and about to burst out of the weakening bonds of the peasant blouse. 

Those lovely breasts were so soft and smooth looking, yet jutted out as proudly as if she were wearing a bra, and she obviously wasn't, because Norma could see the woman's large nipples straining at the thin material of the blouse, inviting candy, warm and soft... 

Norma shook her head again! She'd never had such thoughts about a woman before! She tried to ignore the itching need that was burning in her groin, an almost overwhelming desire to touch herself, relieve herself right now... just standing there in the kitchen.

"Are you alright, Norma? You look a little dazed," Carly's mellow voice was edged with concern.

Horrified, Norma realized that her eyes had drifted down the flat plane of the woman's belly, down below the woman's deep raindrop-shaped naval, down to where she'd been caught staring straight at the crotch of the woman's snug terrycloth shorts. Her pussy lips were plainly visible through the thin cloth. Blushing furiously she shook her head, angry with herself, "No, no, I guess my mind was wandering, but I'm back now. Sorry!"

Carly smiled kindly, "You both have been working hard for over an hour. How about we take a break and have something to drink; my agent assured me that the fridge would be fully stocked."

Lisa grinned broadly with a devilish twinkle in her eye, "I'll have a beer if you have any!"

Carly opened the refrigerator and tossed a cold can to Lisa, "Don't tell anyone where you got it; I don't want to be busted for corrupting a minor! Now, Norma what will you have?"

Norma's color was returning to normal, and lying to herself that the woman probably hadn't realized the direction of her earlier stare, she said, "I'll have tea, iced, if you have it; hot if you don't, although water would be fine." She tried not to notice the woman's perfect, liquid grace as she bent and peered into the icebox and brought out a plastic, covered pitcher. She removed the lid, delicately sniffed, smiled broadly and winked at Norma, "Incredible! My agent even made a pitcher of iced tea! I think I'll have some with you!"

Lisa wasn't experiencing any of Norma's psychological traumas. For one thing, Lisa always felt like an awkward teenager and thought that she looked like a cow. Actually, Lisa had a beautiful, voluptuous body that most girls would envy, but having grown up around Norma had always made her feel awkward and overlarge. 

In any case, since inferiority was a normal state of mind for Lisa, she felt as comfortable around the woman as she ever felt around anyone. Besides, Lisa was in love with the woman. She wouldn't have put it in those terms, but she was so fascinated by the woman's beauty, grace and charm that it might as well be called love. Her admiration for Carly knew no bounds and after only an hour in the sex witch's company!

Carly looked in the girl's shining eyes and smiled. This one would be the first, and she pondered Lisa and the complexities of the situation. The Great Cusp in the astrological terminus of the fate forks turned on the family next door; she knew that much and that was why the Great Fellowship was intervening. She knew it was a sex problem, and that is why she had been sent to exercise her particular specialties. 

What she didn't know was which member of the family would in some way alter the future fate of mankind in a permanent manner, and by their sexual attitude, strangely enough. One fork led to the liberation of humankind as a space-faring race, and the other led to the eventual annihilation of all life on the planet – through pollution of all things! 

One male and three females, an odd combination to work with, but fortunately, her specialty was with females, putting the odds in her favor. Perhaps that was another reason that the council had picked her, although she knew that they relied most heavily on astrology. 

While she chatted with the girls, she scanned Lisa with her astral vision and sure enough found a blockage in the base chakra, which of course threw all the other girl's centers off, and this was accompanied by two separate and additional blocks in the sixth and seventh chakras! The girl was clearly a good soul, maybe even a great soul; she was also clearly a basket case waiting to spill out on the ground and scatter into the oblivion of a million negative possibilities. 

Carly could tell that Lisa had probably had no sexual experience of any sort, and judging by the muddy colors staining parts of her aura, she probably didn't even give herself an outlet with self-stimulation. Carly sighed inside. Time to get to work. Then she added an inner smile to her outer one; at least she loved her work!

"So I guess we should be going," Norma was saying, "Dad told us not to be a bother." Lisa also stood, but more reluctantly.

"You're no bother," Carly assured them, walking them to the door, "and thanks for all the help. Come by and see me any time!"

Norma had a pretty active social life, but Lisa came to visit Carly nearly every day. They would talk, and from those talks, Carly learned a great deal about the family, and a great deal more about Lisa and her insecurities. 

Carly had lived there for three weeks when she made her move on Lisa. They were both sitting on Carly's large living room sofa. Lisa was dressed as usual; overlarge man's shirt, blue jeans and sneakers, and she wore her light brown hair in a ponytail. Carly was wearing a bikini, because she'd just finished sunbathing in the back yard by her pool when Lisa had stopped by. They were both sipping beers.

"Is it difficult," said Lisa hesitantly, "being so beautiful? I mean, I guess a lot of men come on to you, huh?"

Carly shrugged lazily, "Not really, but then I don't exactly hang out in singles bars. How about you? Don't you get pestered a lot? I swear you have one of the sexiest bodies that I've ever seen."

Lisa's normal tanned color turned beet red, "Me? I mean, sure, some guys ask me out, but I usually tell them no. I know that they only ask me because they figure I'm easy, being kind of homely and all."

Carly snorted, "Right! Like you're homely! I thought we were close friends, so why talk shit to me? Hell, I'm attracted to you myself! If I thought you were easy, I'd have already got down on my knees and begged you to let me make love to you. The only reason I haven't tried it anyway is that I figure a sexy, sweet young thing like you would turn down an old lady like me."

Lisa's mouth fell open, closed then fell open again. Carly chuckled, "Of course I screw men when I can get a decent one, but I guess I shocked you when I said I liked women, too? Right?"

Lisa nodded numbly, and then choked out, "I can't believe you mean it! Not about the women, I mean, I've heard of that sort of thing, but I can't believe that you're attracted to me!" Lisa suddenly stopped and a crafty look came over her face, "I know! You're just trying to build up my confidence. I guess that's pretty sweet of you."

"Oh yeah?" Said Carly with a smile and a cocked eyebrow as she set her beer on the coffee table. She moved down the couch until she sat right next to Lisa and touched the girl on the cheek. "If I'm lying about being attracted to you, would I do this?" She pulled Lisa's face to hers and slowly and softly kissed Lisa on the lips. 

Lisa seemed in shock and offered no resistance when Carly slipped her tongue inside Lisa's mouth. Almost mechanically, as if she didn't know what else to do, Lisa kissed back. Although the girl was an inexperienced kisser, her lips warmed quickly to the task, and when Carly pulled back to regard her with amused interest, Lisa was breathing heavily.


The New Neighbor: Sex Witch! Ch. 02



It was Jane. It was about a week later, and this time, it was Bill that was out of town, as were Lisa and Norma. The family had planned a weekend outing at the beach, and at the last minute, Jane had been forced by her work to stay home. It was early afternoon on Saturday, and Jane had just finished the work that had spoiled her weekend and was pulling into her driveway. 

Carly, who was in her front yard wearing her bikini and watering her flower beds, waved and walked up to Jane's car after turning off the water. "Hi there, neighbor! I saw the rest of your family leave this morning. Did you get stranded?"

Jane smiled at the sexy redhead as she got out of the car, "Pretty much. Actually, I haven't decided whether I want to spend the rest of the afternoon driving to the beach, or maybe just stay home and enjoy the peace and quiet for the rest of the weekend."

"Well," said Carly, casually glimpsing at Jane's white blouse, loose gray, knee-length skirt and shapely calves, "I was just getting ready to make some coffee. Why don't you join me, and we'll make it Irish coffee."

Jane was opening her mouth for a polite refusal when she flashed on the last time she'd had Irish coffee at the hands of Cindy the secretary. "Okay, yeah, sure!" Jane was surprised to hear herself say. "By the way, that's a very stunning gardening outfit you have on."

Carly laughed as she led the way inside, "Sorry! I don't mean to be such an exhibitionist, but it's so much cooler than overalls!" As Jane sat down on the couch, Carly felt the woman's dark eyes roaming over her body. She hurried away to fetch the drinks. When she returned with the two steaming mugs, she was pleased to see that Jane had slipped off her heels and was leaning back relaxing.

"I believe that Lisa is right," said Jane accepting the coffee and the accompanying view of Carly's freckled cleavage, "You may very well be the most beautiful woman in the world! If I had a body like that, I might not even wear the bikini!" She sipped the strong, whiskey-spiked drink.

Carly smiled and sat down close to Jane, giving the brunette a steady deep blue gaze as she sipped her own coffee, "I think dark-eyed brunettes are the sexiest women in the world, Jane, and I'll let you take off my bathing suit, if you let me take off your dress."

Jane laughed, "If I thought you were serious, I might consider it. I got married so young, I missed out on all sense of variety in my sex life." She tried to say this with bitterness, but it came out lightly; it just wasn't true anymore, especially after the incident with Cindy the secretary. She thought of all the cab drivers she'd gone down on, every race and shape, all those penises. 

For the first time since she'd started blaming her husband for the way her life had gone, she began to feel intensely guilty. It wasn't Bill's fault; she saw that now and couldn't hide from the facts, and she had been very wrong to punish him. He was a good man as men go, and she had a lot of making up to do. Was being around Carly causing this strange change of heart? She certainly felt a little peculiar, but in a pleasant way – relaxed and well, sensual.

As if reading her mind, Carly sipped her coffee and said, "You're not too old to experience, Jane; it's really up to you. And, I've seen your husband around; you could have done much worse." Carly set her mug on the coffee table and put her arm around Jane, who also set down her mug. "You're still young, beautiful and very, very desirable."

Jane was having trouble breathing. Was this gorgeous younger woman really making a pass at her after all? Surely not! Then Carly removed Jane's doubts by kissing her neck and whispering in her ear, "I desire you, Jane."

Jane turned her face toward Carly to protest, "I'm really very sorry, but no. I'm a married wo..." Carly's lips formed over hers, and the redhead's lips were so soft, so sweet... Jane parted her lips to admit Carly's tongue, a quick, sharp fiery tongue exploring her mouth, a surprisingly pointed, long tongue at that. She felt Carly's hand moving over her breasts, squeezing each one gently, and she could feel her nipples swelling, pushing against her bra. 

When she felt Carly's hand on her thigh, her face blushed, but her thighs refused to slam shut on the questing hand. She whimpered when the same hand slid inside her pantyhose and moaned when the hand stroked the outside of her panties, and she wrapped her arms around another woman, clutching her, spreading her legs even further, opening herself to Carly in complete surrender.

"Your panties are damp, Jane," whispered Carly between kisses, "Tell me your fantasy, and I'll make it come true!"

Her heart pounding against her ribs, Jane thought about it. She thought of how she was always passive with her husband and how good it had felt when she'd commanded Cindy, how it had aroused her to want more. She saw a pair of scissors on the coffee table and knew what she wanted. She looked at Carly, whose blue-eyed gaze was looking into her soul, whose full lips were quirked at the corners in a little smile. She pulled Carly's hand out of her pantyhose and said, "I'd like to be in charge, totally, I mean. Please?"

Dimples appeared as Carly's smile widened, "You mean you want to dominate me?" Carly breathed, rubbing her own breasts with one hand and massaging the crotch of her bathing suit with the other, "Use me like I'm a cheap whore? Make me feel dirty?"

God! Jane thought, the woman is so glamorous; her body is so perfect! Anyone would want her! "Yes," whispered Jane, feeling weakness in her knees.

"How may I serve you, Jane?" moaned Carly, her eyes glazed with sizzling desire.

"Take off my blouse, my bra and my skirt," commanded Jane laughingly, getting into the spirit of it. Carly obediently unbuttoned Jane's blouse and slipped it off, and after running hands once over the brunette's brassiere, she circled her arms around Jane to unfasten the bra, bringing her face close to Jane's. 

Jane licked Carly's lips without kissing her as the bra was pulled away and tossed aside. While Carly stripped away Jane's gray skirt, Jane looked down at her breasts, still large and firm after two kids; there was no doubt that Lisa had come by her large breasts honestly! Carly was looking at them, too.

Carly breathed on her nipples and awaited a command. For an answer, Jane curled her hands in Carly's soft red hair and pulled the woman's sensuous lips to delicately mold around her right nipple. Jane sighed as a ripple of pleasure wriggled from her nipple down to tug on the nerves in her clit. She moved Carly's head across her chest, trailing kisses and licks over to her left nipple.

Jane enjoyed having her tits sucked for a few more minutes then sighed, "I want you to take those scissors over there and cut the crotch out of my panties and hose, and I don't think I can wait for it very much longer." Carly giggled delightedly and did as she was told, carefully cutting away all the cloth that covered Jane's dark curly thatch of pubic hair. Jane had to stand and bend over for Carly to finish the job in the back, cutting all the way up to the top of her panties. Carly pulled the mutilated panties out of the cut and dropped them on the floor. Jane straightened and felt behind herself with her hands. Nervously, she said, "Well, I'm certainly exposed back there..."

"Oh yes, Mistress," interrupted Carly cheerfully, "I wanted to be prepared in case you commanded me to lick your bottom!"

Jane blushed, "You would do that? I mean – yes, Carly, lick my ass and see you do a good job, you slut!"

Carly looked Jane over. Jane had a great body: tall, dusky skin, proud breasts, innie naval, shapely legs and that lovely, mysterious black triangle at the base of her hips. Wearing only pantyhose and high heels with the crotch cut out of the hose, the only parts of Jane not in clear view were the parts hidden by the pubic hair. "Yes, Mistress Jane," said Carly, kneeling on the floor in front of Jane, "It would be a great honor to lick your ass and fuck your ass with my tongue!"

"What um," said Jane in a small voice, still blushing furiously, "What would be a good position for that?" She knew she sounded awkward, but really! If a beautiful woman like Carly wanted to tongue her ass, Jane was going to let her and enjoy it! Even Bill had never licked her ass, or maybe she just hadn't let him.

Carly rubbed her bikini covered breasts against Jane's knees and kissed her on one thigh, bringing her face close enough to Jane's pubic hair to smell a light whiff of Jane's arousal. "You could turn around and bend over, mistress, and rest your arms on the back of that chair." 

Jane did as Carly suggested, and then Carly added, "My what a lovely view, only, spread your legs a little wider." And it was a lovely view, thought Carly, running her hands up and down the backs of Jane's smooth, stocking covered legs, looking through Jane's legs to see her breasts hanging down. Jane's slit was clearly visible from this angle, and Carly could see a sheen of moisture on the inner lips. Jane was clearly very excited. 

Carly put her face close to the sex-scented vermillion gash and extended her tongue to lightly touch the hood over Jane's large clit. Jane moaned, and Carly slowly traced upward with her tongue, gliding over the clit and sliding deep between the lips into Jane's slippery vagina, then after coating her tongue liberally with Jane's juices, she raised it up further, using her hands to gently spread the soft round cheeks of Jane's bottom, exposing the neat brown pucker in the center of Jane's ass. 

Jane felt her cheeks spread and the touch of cool air on her asshole, then a feathery kiss. She sighed with pleasure and wondered if she could come this way, because it certainly felt delightful. Always moving slowly, Carly licked circles around the little hole before lightly touching it with the tip of her tongue. 

When she finally began to insert the tip of her tongue inside Jane's bottom, Jane reached behind her with one hand and grabbed Carly by the hair, pulling the redhead's face hard into her bottom. "Deeper!" She grunted, flexing her sphincter to allow Carly deeper penetration, "Stick me deeper!" 

As Carly thrust her tongue repeatedly up Jane's ass, Jane could feel the other woman's fingers probing her vagina and diddling her clit with her other hand. She began to come and didn't try to stop herself from crying out loud, her bottom quivering and shaking from the earthquake in her hips. By the time her clit became oversensitive, Jane felt weak and drained as if her legs were about to collapse. She pulled away from Carly, who was still tenderly kissing the cheeks of her bottom, and sank back on the couch, legs carelessly spread wide.

"Whew!" Sighed Jane contentedly, "I don't know if I ever came that hard before!"

Carly knelt at her feet, kissing her stockinged knees, "What would you have of me next, mistress?"

Jane purred, "Well, first, you can take off the rest of my hose and my shoes. Then, I'm going to let you admire at my cunt. If looking at me makes you horny, you can fuck yourself with my foot. Take off that swimsuit, too, I want to see you naked. If you're especially good, I may even let you kiss my pussy while you're coming!"

Carly quickly stripped Jane naked, very much admiring the view. Then she began stripping herself, but as her top fell away, revealing her lovely pink-nippled breasts, she glanced at Jane who was staring at the redhead's breasts, her lips parted. 

"Hmm," said Carly, hooking her thumbs in her bikini bottom, "I could come easily just staring at your pretty cunt, it's really delicious you know," slowly she peeled the bikini bottom down enough to reveal her red-gold bush, "but are you sure that's really what you want to do?" Sensuously, Carly peeled the bikini bottom down over her shapely calves. She noted that now Jane was staring at the redhead's crotch and licking her lips.

"No," Jane gulped, "suddenly I'm thinking about doing something else." Oh yes, she was thinking how she had come, and come hard, while thinking about going down on Cindy the secretary's red-furred snatch, and how she still regretted letting the girl leave without satisfying that fantasy. Well, not this time!

"Sit here on the couch," Jane commanded, "and spread your legs, my slut!"

Jane knelt on the floor before Carly and began kissing the woman's muscled, freckled calves. She kissed her way up the smooth thighs and took a moment to look at that lovely red-furred bush. She spread it with her fingertips and looked at the pinkness inside, thinking she had never seen any sight so attractive. 

She lowered her face and kissed into the woman's slit, rubbing her face in between the pink petals as if trying to enter her headfirst. Finally she began to lick the redhead's clit while inserting her fingers into Carly's vagina. She knew she would make Carly come soon, and the thought made her feel very happy inside. But there was even more to Jane's joy.

Jane was doing something wild, and she was in control. She watched the shivers of pleasure ripple across Carly's freckled belly as she gently kissed, licked and used her lips to lightly pinch Carly's little hood and the tiny nubbin of a clit that peeked just out of the hood. She could feel the muscles in Carly's soft thighs tensing, and the redhead's pussy was now oozing a small amount of pussy fluid, down over the tiny pink sphincter of her asshole.

She, Jane, had excited this beautiful, perfect woman, and excited her so much that the woman was going to orgasm from the joy Jane was giving her. She even stopped her ministrations of Carly's clit for a moment to use her tongue to rub some of the redhead's lubrication fluids into that tight little bottom. She was giving pleasure, in control and loving it! When Carly actually started to come, Jane came with her, purely from her joy of her intimacy with the wonderful woman.

Two hundred miles away, Bill sat on the sofa in the living room of the beach cabin and tried to read the paper. After a long day of watching nubile, young girls strutting up and down the beach in their bikinis, sunning themselves, rubbing lotion on their tanned bodies... He was horny. 

Now, it was late afternoon, and most of the people had left the beach, and Norma was already gone out on a date and probably wouldn't be back until late. He could hear Lisa coming up the porch steps now. The screen door opened and she came in, still wearing her lime-green bikini with a towel draped around her neck.

"Hi, Dad! I see you're still wearing your suit. Feel like a late swim before the sun goes down?"

He tried not to dwell on Lisa's plush curves and deep cleavage – oh Lord! She was a beautiful girl! If he'd known a girl like her in high school... "Uh, no, thanks. The water's too cold now." He tossed the paper aside. She came and sat on his lap, putting her arms around him and giving him a shy kiss on the lips. "What's that for?" He exclaimed, surprised.

"Partly because I love you and partly because kissing's fun!" She ran her fingers through the hair on his chest, and she could feel a lump swelling against her bottom. "Do you think I'm sexy, Daddy?"

Bill couldn't help glancing down at her cleavage just inches away, "Of course you're sexy, darling, but aren't you a little young to be worrying about that?"

She giggled, "Girls start on the pill at fourteen or fifteen nowadays, Daddy, and I'm eighteen!" Her voice softened sympathetically, "Poor Daddy! So horny, and mother's not around. Can I help, please?" Deftly she slipped off the top of her bikini, her large breasts popping out of their confinement with hardened nipples.

Bill felt his eyes would pop out, "Lisa! What are you doing?"

She wriggled around so that she was straddling his lap, her nipples lightly touching his chest. "I'm seducing you, Daddy. Isn't it obvious?" She ran her hands through his hair and kissed him on the neck, her hips lightly rubbing the crotch of her bikini on his hard-on. "I love you," she breathed in his ear, "And if you'll fuck me just this once, I swear that I'll never tell or make you do it again. Please, please fuck me! I'm so hot for it! I'm so wet inside, Daddy!"

Bill knew that it was wrong, that he'd be in real trouble if anyone ever found out, but Christ! He stared dumbly at his daughter as she raised those lovely breasts to his lips. It was her seducing him, not the other way around, and if that didn't make a difference to other people, it sure made a difference to him! "Do you swear, Lisa? Never to tell anyone? To just forget this happened?" His voice was hoarse with fear and desire.

"I swear, Daddy, I swear!" She moaned, pressing his face into her cleavage.

His muffled voice replied, "Only this once! And call me Bill. When we're done, you go back to calling me daddy."

"Suck my titties, Bill," she said hoarsely, grinding her hips harder against his, "Then take me to bed!" He put his hands on the round cheeks of her bottom and sucked at each nipple for a few moments then picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. He peeled off the flimsy bottom of her bikini, and she pulled off his trunks. She stretched out on her back and spread her legs. He knelt between them and buried his mouth in her thick brown bush.

"That feels really nice," she panted as he sucked and licked in her slit, "But I need a man in me! Now, please!"

Bill was almost reluctant to leave the clean, sweet taste of her swollen pussy, but it wasn't as if she needed to be any wetter! She was so wet that her inner thighs glistened with her moisture. He crawled up her body and tried to enter her, but her cunt was so slippery, so tight! 

Unasked, Lisa raised her knees and reached between his legs and gripped his throbbing shaft and fitted it to the mouth of her vagina, "Oooo, so big and hard!" She cooed as he eased his hips into hers, his shaft sinking into her inner heat until even their pubic hairs were one entangled thicket. 

She wrapped her legs around him, her hips spread wide and her heels thumping on his buttocks as he pounded into her again and again, their hips making a smacking noise as they slapped repeatedly against each other. Lisa moved her hips against his, countering the rhythm of his thrusts with a grinding motion that kept pressure on her clit, pressure that gathered in her loins like the brewing of a storm, filling her from below with liquid joy. 

Yes, it was better with a man, a man who had experience as opposed the boys that she'd had – none of them had lasted long enough to arouse her this much! She had a deep, fulfilling orgasm, and so did he, so that she could even feel the power of his ejaculation splashing deeper inside of her than his penis could reach.

Bill rolled off of her and sighed contentedly, closing his eyes as he lay beside her. Lisa waited until she was sure he had dozed off and slipped quietly off the bed. She took a thorough shower, washing the beach, the sun lotions, and man come off her and out of her. Then she headed to her room to read and wait for her sister to come home.

Bill was fast asleep in his room, and Lisa lay stretched out on the 'girls' double bed, watching her sister undress. Tall, blonde, sexy Norma flashed her bewitching, dimpled smile at her younger sister as she pulled off her pullover blouse. "You've been changing a lot lately, Leese, I'm surprised that you didn't go out tonight, too."

Her naked body hidden by the sheets, Lisa stretched and yawned, "It was a long enough day in the sun. Did you score tonight?" Lisa usually slept nude, whereas her sister always wore a cotton nightgown. But at the beach house, when they shared the same bed, Lisa would wear a gown, too. Tonight, she had other plans. She wanted to see how far she could get with Norma. 

For years she had repressed her own sexuality because of Norma's beauty and grace and sexiness, but no longer! She was free! She'd even fucked their father, and Lisa was sure that was something that even Norma hadn't done. Now that she didn't feel the need to be jealous of her sister, she actually felt drawn to her. Norma turned toward Lisa in surprise as her bra fell away, exposing her lovely white breasts. Lisa tried not to stare at Norma's pink nipples. Maybe it was just the last stage of her new freedom, to sexually 'conquer' her sexy sister.




The New Neighbor: Sex Witch! Ch. 02



"Did I score?" Norma was shocked. Lisa had always avoided the subject of sex before; in fact, since it was Norma's favorite pursuit, the topic of sex had always been a barrier between them. She shrugged, "Yeah, I guess you could say that. I mean, I didn't get laid, but I still had fun. The guy wanted me, but didn't have any rubbers." Completely unselfconsciously, Norma kicked off her shoes and unbuttoned her cut-offs, slipping them down and revealing her golden brown triangle nestled in the center of her creamy bikini marks. 

God! Thought Lisa, she's so sexy and so casual about it! And I bet she never wears panties on a date, "So, uh," Lisa swallowed, "What did you do if you didn't fuck?"

Norma bent over to open a bottom drawer in the dresser, treating Lisa with the elegant view of her smooth, rounded bottom. She straightened, holding her nightgown which she unfolded while she answered, "Well, we were in a car, so I had to settle for a hand job, but I got to suck him off." Norma's dimples crinkled with her grin, "I like giving blow jobs!"

"Cool!" Exclaimed Lisa, who still hadn't gotten around to giving oral sex to a boy, yet, "Is his taste still in your mouth? Did you let him come in your mouth?"

"I suppose so, I mean, yes. It's just been a few minutes, outside in the driveway in fact, and I haven't brushed my teeth, yet." Norma, intrigued by her sister's sudden interest in sex, forgot about putting on the gown and left it in her hands as she sat down on the edge of the bed. "Why?"

"Can I kiss you, Norma? I want to taste him on you! Please?"

Norma had to chuckle at her sister's eager curiosity, "Well, I've heard a lot of lines asking for a kiss, but that's a new one! Sure, you can kiss me. Sisters are supposed to talk about this stuff anyway, right?" Norma bent over Lisa, and their lips met softly, Norma's dangling breasts brushing Lisa's under the sheet. 

Lisa entered her sister's mouth with her tongue, happily reveling in the sharp musk of a boy's flavor with an aftertaste like salt and oysters. After a few seconds, Norma began to pull away, but Lisa's arms snaked around her and held her close. When Lisa's arms had risen out from under the sheet, the cloth and slipped down and now Norma's nipples were lightly touching Lisa's bare breasts. 

Norma felt her nipples harden against her will and was even more disturbed to notice Lisa's nipples getting hard against her own. Norma giggled nervously, but even as she spoke, Lisa was still showering her mouth with probing kisses, "May I take it that you like the way boys taste? Uh, Lisa? Lisa? We should stop, now!" Norma giggled again, but stopped trying to pull away. Surrendering to the kiss, she closed her eyes, touching Lisa's tongue with her own.

After a moment, she pulled away an inch, and this time Lisa let her. Norma noticed that they were both breathing a little heavier than normal. "You're a very good kisser, Leese, but you ought to know better than to make me horny. I'm cum crazy, you know!"

"Just a little more, Norm, please," begged Lisa innocently, "You taste so good, so interesting, so salty," she kissed Norma's lower lip tenderly, "And don't worry, if you get horny, I'll be happy to get you off." 

She kissed Norma again, ignoring her sister's stunned expression. Norma reluctantly let Lisa kiss her again, trying not to notice how good Lisa's nipples felt when hers brushed against them, trying not to notice the sweetness of Lisa's slick-tongued kiss, but she couldn't ignore her sister's hand as it slid warmly down her back to cup and squeeze seductively the left cheek of her bottom, pulling their hips together.

Norma pulled away abruptly. "Hey, come on, Lisa! This is crazy! We're sisters for Chrissakes!"

Lisa sat up with her, letting the sheet slip down to her waist, "Are you telling me that you don't like it when I do this?" She bent her head and closed her lips gently around Norma's right nipple and flicked it lightly with the tip of her tongue.

Norma gently but firmly pushed her sister's face away, "Of course, that feels good, silly. But we're both girls, and you're my sister!" A sudden suspicion crossed her mind, "Uh, Lisa, have you decided to be gay or something?"

Lisa smiled and put one hand under the sheet to caress herself between her legs, "I've decided to be horny and to do something about it, sis, that's all. Mostly, I've fooled around with guys, but I have some experience with women, too."

Norma was shocked, so stunned momentarily that she did nothing to resist her sister and Lisa briefly kissed her and continued talking, "But there's nothing weird about this," she put her arms around Norma and drew her back down to the bed, rolling over so that she loomed above her sister, "I just happen to be horny as hell tonight, and it would turn me on to make you come. And it's safe because we're sisters, you know I'll never kiss and tell." 

Lisa's eyes twinkled as she freed herself of the sheet and straddled her sister's naked hips with her own. She lowered her head to kiss Norma on the neck and added with a whisper, "Besides, you don't have to do anything. Just lay here with your eyes closed and enjoy it. Remember, sex between sisters is the safest of safe sex, and um, good practice."

Norma was confused, but very aroused, and she couldn't help but notice how good and warm her sister's nude body felt stretched out on top of her own. Norma's sexual reflexes took over as she spread her legs to let her sister's hips settle deeper into her own. She could feel her sister's mound pressing against her own, and it felt really, interesting... It felt sexy, soft but firm and hot...

Lisa kissed her again on the mouth, and Norma's arms snaked around her neck, her mouth wantonly returning the passionate kiss. "What do you want to do?" whispered Norma, stroking the backs of her sister's legs with her calves. The motion caused her pussy to rub against her sister's thatch even more intimately; it felt really good.

"I'll show you," smiled Lisa, and she began kissing the snow white cones of Norma's firm young breasts, pausing to suckle each pink nipple until they were as hard as rubber bullets. Slowly, Lisa moved her kisses down Norma's belly, carefully letting her own nipples trail lightly down Norma's taut skin. 

Norma closed her eyes, reveling in the sensations sparked by Lisa's fiery kisses. When she felt Lisa begin to nuzzle at her groin, she stifled a moan and let Lisa lift her knees by pushing her palms against the underside of Norma's thighs. Norma wrapped her arms under her knees and held them against her chest, still spread as wide as she could. She felt lewdly exposed to her sister, but Lisa was kissing her so very sweetly...

Delicately, Lisa used the tips of her fingers to spread the inner petals of Norma's pussy. Inside the light carpet of golden brown fur, the slash glistened with pink wetness. Neither sister could suppress a low moan when Lisa's tongue began to massage the opening of Norma's vagina, spreading the natural love oils gently over all of the surfaces in the slit. 

Up and down, Lisa licked in slow sensuous laps, taking her own pleasure in the squirming of Norma's hips and her heated gasps of pleasure. She took pleasure too in the slick texture of her sister's inner flesh, its spicy odor and the delicious wet heat inside when she extended her tongue as far as it could sink down Norma's welcoming vagina. 

She curled her arms around her sister's hips, her left hand stroking and squeezing her sister's breasts while her right hand cupped Norma's pussy, her forefinger wriggling the little hooded clit in a rapid back and forth motion. Norma rested her feet on Lisa's back when she felt the first stirrings of orgasm building in her abdomen, rolling her hips now as she fucked at her sister's face. 

Panting and trembling Norma gazed down between her knees at Lisa's head and further back at Lisa's bottom – the cheeks were clenching and loosening in sympathetic rhythm with her own spasms of joy. It was the most powerful and longest orgasm that she'd ever had, and she spent every moment of it watching Lisa's pretty bottom clench and unclench, but in her mind she was wondering what Carly's bottom would look like in that position.

Lisa came while Norma did, mostly out of the sheer joy of manipulating her sister's pleasure and partly due to assistance from her right hand. She couldn't help but imagine how many guys would love to be doing what she was doing right now. In a way, being able to invade and enjoy Norma's most sacred body parts allowed Lisa to partake in her sister's popularity. 

Lisa fell asleep greatly satisfied with herself. Norma hadn't offered to reciprocate the sex, and Lisa hadn't asked. Norma was both relieved and disturbed that Lisa just turned away and went to sleep. Most of her was happy that she hadn't been confronted by the decision of how far to go to please her sister, but another part of her wondered what it would have been like to do every thing that Lisa had done. 

Lisa had certainly seemed to enjoy going down on another girl. Norma began to suspect that she didn't really know her sister very well after all.

The next day, the family went home, and things were back to normal for a Sunday afternoon, except Norma noticed that her mom seemed to be in a really good mood. Bill noticed it, too! No sooner had the girls gone to bed then Jane asked him if he wanted to go upstairs. Jane initiating sex? Bill didn't question his luck. He hurried up after locking the doors, but he was in such a hurry that he failed to lock or even close his own bedroom door completely.

Norma was having trouble sleeping. She kept thinking about what Lisa had done to her last night, and how wonderful that it had felt. But if she allowed her mind to dwell on it for more than a few minutes, Lisa's nuzzling face would turn into Carly's face, which wasn't too bad, in fact, it was quite nice, causing her loins to fill with a sweet warm feeling which would draw her hand down to her panties. 

That's when the problem started, Norma would begin to picture herself kissing Carly, running her hands over her long curvy legs, burying her face in the older woman's generous breasts... Then she would turn over and try to go to sleep. After going through this cycle three times, she decided to go to the bathroom and wash her face with cold water.

On her way, she heard sounds coming from her parents' room and saw that the door was open just a crack. Normally, she would not have spied on her parents, but her mind was searching for distraction from her sexual obsessions, and almost without thought, she peeked through the crack in the door. Her father was naked with a huge erection and a really big grin on his face. Her mother wore only her panties. 

Jane was kneeling at Bill's feet, licking his balls while her hands rubbed his swollen shaft with petroleum jelly. Norma squeezed her pussy in her cupped hand as she watched her mother rise from the floor, bend over the end of the bed and pull down her panties. She heard Jane quietly murmur, "You can fuck it if you lick it first." Then, to her shock, her father dropped to his knees behind her mother and spread the cheeks of her bottom. 

Slowly, he licked up and down the crack then tongued her hole while she wriggled and moaned to show her enjoyment. By the time he eased his greased pole up Jane's ass, Norma was breathing so hard that she feared that her parents would hear her. She didn't even notice that her hand was now inside her panties or that she was moving her hips in a sympathetic rhythm with her mother's. 

Still pumping slowly, Bill leaned forward on one arm and slid his free hand underneath Jane's hips. Norma couldn't see what the hand was doing, but she knew it was doing the same thing her own was. God! She felt so perverted, spying on her own parents like this, yet they were so pretty to look at; her father's buttocks clenching and unclenching with his slow strokes, her mother's long legs stretched with tension, muscles taut and toes gripping at the carpet. 

Even from the door, Norma could smell the perfume of their combined love-odors. Just then, her mother gave a deep grunt of pleasure, and Norma backed slowly away from the door, trying to calm the pounding of her heart and her heavy breathing. Where was she going? Oh, the bathroom. No, she didn't really need to use the bathroom. She needed to get fucked – and beating off wouldn't scratch this itch! Norma turned to the only place she could go, Lisa's room.

Her sister was asleep, but woke up quickly when Norma stroked her hair, softly calling her name, "Leese, can we talk a minute?"

Lisa blinked sleepily and sat up. She turned on the bed stand light and made room for Norma, patting the bed invitingly with her hand. Lisa was completely naked, contrasting sharply to Norma's lace teddy and matching panties. Some things will never change, thought Norma, wondering why her sister slept nude. But the words of how to begin this conversation eluded her.

"You want to talk about last night?" asked Lisa casually, her lazy smile not disguising the fact that she appeared distinctly more alert.

Norma nodded slowly then ventured, "Yeah, it was kind of strange, especially with my sister," then Norma hastened to add, "but it was nice too, really, really nice. Have you had these feelings towards girls long?"

Lisa chuckled, "No, I was turned on to it very recently, but just so you don't get the wrong idea, I've been fucking every guy who would put it in me, lately. I guess what I really turned on to was sex," Lisa grinned, "and I really, really like it!"

Norma smiled shyly and nodded again, then lowered her eyes, "Well, I have to tell you that even though I like guys, too, lately I've been having some pretty weird thoughts about girls, and after what you did, well..." Norma lay back on the pillow and looked up at Lisa. "Lisa, I'm going out of mind horny right now, and I really came in here to beg you to do it again. Please?"

Lisa studied her a moment. "Norma, I did what I did for myself, not for you. If that sounds selfish, I'm sorry, but sex is like that. If you aren't doing it for yourself, it's no good! Maybe someday, we'll have sex together, but the next time, if there is a next time, it will be together, mutual – do you understand what I mean?" Norma looked hurt, so Lisa sighed and added, "Okay, you're in a bad way tonight, I can see that, so I'll do it, but only because I think you're really cute. But you have to make me a promise, okay?"

"You don't understand, Lisa!" protested Norma; "I'll do it to you, if you'll do it to me! What do you take me for? I'm not just trying to use you. I love you!"

Lisa just looked at her sadly, "I love you, too, sis, and that's why I'm going to do this for you. But you can't do it to me – I'm not interested unless you want to do it to me so badly that you don't care if I return the favor. That's the secret of the joy of sex, Norma. It's selfish and generous at the same time. And what I want you to promise is that you'll discuss this with Carly tomorrow, after school, of course. If you'll promise me that," she leaned close to Norma's face and licked her once on the lips, "I'll make you come tonight!" She put her hand on Norma's thigh and squeezed gently.

"Carly taught you about sex?"

"She's a guru on the subject," said Lisa quietly, untying the ribbon that bound Norma's nightie and spreading the sheer cloth to expose the perfect cones of Norma's breasts. "I used to be afraid of sex, hiding my body and smothering my natural desires, and look at me now," she smiled and arched her neck to gently fold her lips around Norma's erect, pink nipples.

Norma sighed and ran her fingers through her sister's hair, "Carly is the woman I was talking about, I mean, I think I want to fool around with her, and I think I want it really bad, like you were talking about." She trembled as Lisa covered her tummy with fiery little licks, "Have you had sex with Carly, Lisa?"

Lisa stopped licking Norma's navel and looked up, "Sorry, sis, I never kiss and tell." She began pulling Norma's panties down over her smooth ivory legs, "You want to know one reason I'm willing to do this for you?"

"Yeah," said Norma breathlessly as she spread her thighs and watched Lisa settle between them.

Lisa's adoring stare at Norma's golden-brown triangle spoke as sincerely as her words, "I can't make myself turn down a chance to kiss such a pretty pussy." And Norma thrilled as Lisa did so, using her lips and tongue to massage and manipulate the heated flesh inside Norma's swollen pussy lips. 

Norma closed her eyes and imagined that it was Carly's mouth that was passionately french-kissing her happy genitals. Lisa just lapped and enjoyed the texture and smell of her sister's arousal. It didn't take Norma long to begin to come, her hips thrashing out her orgasm as Lisa fucked her with her lips and fingers.

The next day, she did as Lisa made her promise, although Norma felt like a perfect idiot while ringing Carly's doorbell. What would she say to the woman? She felt much worse when Carly answered the door. Carly was dressed in a pale yellow blouse and a chic gray skirt. Christ! She was even wearing stockings and heels! Norma felt positively scruffy in her brown sweater, plaid skirt – no stockings and flats. 

But still, Carly's warm smile and cheerful welcome thrilled Norma deeply, "Why Norma, what a pleasant surprise! Come on in!"

Dubiously, Norma followed the woman inside, and as Carly closed the door, she blurted, "I really don't want to bother you, Carly, and I can see that you're dressed to go out. Maybe I should come back some other time."

Carly chuckled, "Nonsense, I just got back from doing some shopping. Would you like some tea? No? Talk? Then follow me." Carly led the way into her living room with Norma's eyes glued to the backs of her muscular calves, moving slowly up the back of those full thighs to that perfect bottom, the shifting cheeks easily discernable even through the gray skirt... Norma sighed; she was doing it again! What was it about this woman that aroused her so much?

Carly settled comfortably on the couch and patted the space beside her. Norma sat down nervously, wondering how to begin. With a whisper of her stockings, Carly languidly crossed her legs, and Norma felt her breath catch at the brief glimpse of upper thigh. "I uh," Norma paused to clear her throat, "I just thought I'd come over and visit. I mean; I don't want to be a stranger, that is." God! How lame she sounded!

But Carly smiled easily, "Well, I'm delighted, Norma! Although, I must confess that I'd be more comfortable if I'd had time to change from my shopping clothes. Would it be a terrible intrusion if I were to kick off my heels and get rid of these pantyhose? I can just slip them off, if that wouldn't be too rude."

"No, please!" Gulped Norma, her mouth suddenly dry, "I mean, go ahead, you have really terrific legs!" She blushed, furious at herself at her slip – oh Jesus, actually complimenting the woman's legs. What would the woman think?

Carly stood easily and kicked her heels away, raising her skirt with her hands until the hem was within an inch or two of her panties, "You really think I have nice legs?" Carly asked coquettishly, turning slightly each direction to display her legs for the teenager, "That's a pretty heavy compliment coming from such a sexy young fox as yourself!" 

Norma's eyes were open wide as Carly casually slipped her fingers beneath her skirt and shimmied out of her pantyhose, tossed them aside and sat down again. She crossed her legs again, even more slowly and sensually than before, "Ah that feels so much better! Now where were we, my dear? Kick off your own shoes and make yourself comfy – girl-talk is so much more fun that way!"




The New Neighbor: Sex Witch! Ch. 02



Norma shyly slipped off her flats and tried to appear casual as she leaned back on the couch, "Carly, I think you are the sexiest, prettiest woman that I've ever seen in my life! Do you really think I'm a sexy fox, or are you just saying that to help out a teenager with her self-image?" Norma smiled, trying to appear worldly.

Carly chuckled, "Oh, I think you're sexy, all right, and I'm sure the boys let you know it! You're so lovely, I imagine that some of the girls have made passes at you, too!"

Norma didn't even try to stop her blush this time, although she did manage to look into Carly's dreamy blue-violet eyes to answer, "Not too long ago, a girl said she wanted to kiss me to taste my mouth, but that was only because I'd just gone down on a guy, so I let her do it."

"How spicy!" Said Carly wickedly as she leaned forward enough to whisper, simultaneously giving Norma a generous view of her cleavage, "Did you find it interesting?"

Norma reluctantly pulled her eyes away from the crack between the smooth, freckled globes only to find herself fascinated with Carly's full, rich lips, "Uh, well," Norma cleared her throat again, "It was alright, but what she did next kind of shocked me, not to mention what she did after that. I mean, I let her do stuff to me, and it felt really nice and all, pretty much the same as a boy if I closed my eyes, but I had to wonder about what she was getting out of it, you know? She didn't even try to get me to do those things to her, so I guess she was just satisfied by doing them to me. Do you think it's weird if one woman wants to, you know, do things to another woman?"

Carly's full lips pouted as she frowned as if studying the question, "Well, we all have a father and a mother, so I figure we are all half male and half female by original composition. Where sexual attraction is concerned, I guess the female half is interested in giving pleasure, and the male half is interested in getting it."

Carly paused and then continued, "On the deeper side, the female half is art oriented, the way a musician wrings music out of her violin, and the male half is fetishistic. The fetishes determine most of what we are attracted to, and we've acquired these fetishes almost every place. Society, advertising, chance, hormones, pheromones, all these things create fetishes in us, so what could be wrong with acting them out?"

Norma felt as if she was spinning into the well of Carly's deep blue eyes, but she focused her attention enough to ask, "Fetishes? I'm not sure I understand. You mean like leather and stockings and things?"

Carly leaned even closer to whisper, "It's much broader than that. Didn't you like sucking on that boy's hard cock? Didn't you like having power over his most precious and secret part? Didn't you just love it when you made him come so hard that he lost himself in his pleasure? Those were all different fetishes: the feel, the smell, and the taste of that smooth, hot, hard dick. Wasn't it especially kinky that by slurping that cock into the wrong hole, you made that boy feel like a god? What makes a man attractive – his hands, his shoulders, his arms? All of those are fetishes."

Norma was breathing hard by the end of Carly's torrid speech, but still she held on to her doubts, "But that's different, he was a boy, and girls are supposed to be attracted to boys, right? Yes, I got off to giving the blowjob, but the er, girl, seemed to get off on me just as much or more!"

Carly leaned back and chuckled, "Don't get me wrong, Norma, I'd be happy to suck that boy's dick myself." She leaned forward again, and Norma couldn't help letting her eyes wander down between those magnificent breasts when Carly spoke, "But consider this, our society goes a long way to convince us all that women are beautiful and desirable, why you even have naked women in commercials for beauty products that are only used by women – using naked women to attract women!" 

Carly leaned back again and raised her right leg so that her foot rested lightly on Norma's right knee. Norma could clearly see the white triangle of Carly's panties and she tried very hard not to stare directly at the redhead's crotch while she listened to what the woman was saying, "No, don't be shy, look at my leg. You said they were attractive, didn't you? Well, it's because we have been taught that a shapely woman's leg is pretty. I shave it because we are taught that is beautiful, too. Go on; touch it. See how smooth?"

Norma felt as if she was in a dream, her left hand stroking Carly's smooth, straight shin and her right hand cupping and squeezing Carly's richly curved calf. She wondered what Carly would think if she kissed the lovely leg. She distracted herself from that thought by listening to Carly. 

"And what about a woman's breasts?" Asked Carly, lowering her leg and leaning forward again. To Norma's shock, Carly took Norma's hand and clasped it to her right breast, "Whether, you are born male or female, this was your first love object, at least if you were breast-fed!" Carly's hand dropped away from Norma's, but Norma's hand remained on Carly's breast. 

Carly pretended not to notice as she concluded, "So, you see, it is perfectly natural for one woman to be attracted to another – even if both women are heterosexual. I guess I am saying that in this society, bisexuality in women is the norm and even encouraged by much of the media to which we are exposed."

Reluctantly, Norma removed her hand from Carly's breast, affecting an embarrassed look as she had just forgotten to remove the hand sooner. "Have you ever wanted to do stuff with another woman, Carly?"

Carly managed not to smile, "Why yes, I have, and I have had sex with women many times. Have you had such an urge, Norma?"

Norma started to look away, but succeeded in facing Carly by staring at her lips, those sweet lips... "I've been thinking about it, but I'm not sure what I want, or whether or not to do it, or even how to go about it!"

"I see," said Carly thoughtfully, "Well, if it would be any help to you, I'd be happy to give you advice on how to seduce the girl. Would you like that?"

Norma nodded enthusiastically, "Yeah, I guess that would be pretty cool! I mean, it couldn't hurt to know stuff, even if I never use it, right?"

"Absolutely!" Agreed Carly, "Then we'll begin! First, you should always let a woman know that you find her attractive. If you want to cover yourself and sense the air, make it an innocent compliment, but definitely look her over while you give it – after all, if she wants it, the sooner she gets the message, the better! Now, you try it on me!"

Norma grinned and straightened, "Okay, here goes..." She eyed Carly up and down, overjoyed to be able to do it shamelessly, for once, "Wow, Carly! You really know how to dress! I wish I could look so good!"

"Fair," said Carly, "But don't put yourself down so much, and leave your eyes on my tits while you say it. It doesn't hurt if the eye message is heavy, if the words are light, and find an excuse to touch if you can. Here, let me do it to you:" Carly glanced at Norma then widened her eyes a little as they focused on the girl's legs. "Say, Norma, you have really fine legs!" Carly leaned forward and softly touched Norma on the hem of her skirt just above the left knee, "So, tell me how you keep in such good shape, biking or jogging?"

"Roller-skating," said Norma with a pleased smile before she remembered that this was pretend. "Hey! That really worked! But what would I do next?"

"Talk some more, preferably about sex in some way, then when she looks you in the eye, do this," said Carly softly, leaning forward and lightly kissing Norma on the mouth while cupping one of Norma's breasts with her hand. The kiss warmed and Norma closed her eyes and softened her mouth to the blonde woman, their tongues barely touching. Norma felt dizzy with desire, but too soon the kiss ended. "There," said Carly, panting a little herself, "That's not so hard, is it?"

"Not for you!" Breathed Norma, "After kissing me like that, I'd let you do anything you wanted! What would I do next, kiss her again?"

"Well, that depends on the girl, " said Carly, "If she seems unwilling, you may need to nibble on her and sweet talk her. If she's only reluctant, kiss her again with some full body stimulation, like this... Come closer, yes, now put your arm around me, and now put your knee between mine and kiss me." Norma, half laying on top of Carly, eagerly kissed the woman, easing her knee up Carly's dress until her left knee was lightly touching Carly's crotch, and of course, Carly's knee was pressed against her own panties. 

It felt wonderful! The kiss seemed to go on forever, their knees gently massaging each other's groins. Finally, Carly gently pushed Norma's face back a few inches. "Honey, I think you have the seduction part down fine, but the question is, what do you want from this girl?"

Still lying together, their knees still interlocked against their crotches, and Norma's hand still cupping Carla's right breast, Norma was having difficulty in gathering her thoughts for the conversation's new direction. "Huh? I mean, sex, I guess?"

"Why, I mean what do you want the most?" Carla's hand slid down Norma's back to lightly squeeze her bottom, "What's your fantasy here? Do you mainly want to see this girl's face between your legs, to come in her mouth, or are you really more anxious to do it to her?"

"Well, both, I guess..." said Norma uncertainly. "But, well, I mean, others have gone down on me, and like I really like it, a lot, you know? But, I can get that nearly anywhere. So, I guess what I really want the most is to do it to her. Does that make me weird?"

"Not at all," laughed Carla, "In fact, I'd love nothing better than to go down on your sweet young pussy right now!"

"Really?" Gasped Norma, wide-eyed, breathless and blushing all at once. Recovering, she managed to smile, "Okay, I'd really like that, but..."

"But I'm the girl you want to go down on?" grinned Carla, "All I can say is that I'm glad. Would you like me to undress for you?" At Norma's eager nod, Carla began to unbutton her yellow blouse that all but burst open to reveal her rounded breasts. The blouse was tossed aside and Carla stood to unfasten her skirt. 

The skirt fell, leaving only the white panties, but instead of removing them, Carla leaned over Norma and pulled up her sweater. Norma shook her long blond hair free and stood while Carla unfastened her plaid skirt and let that fall away. Suddenly, Norma was lost in Carla's arms, the blond woman's kisses intoxicating her like a heady alcohol – the touch of the older woman's breasts against her own was sweeping her away with lust. 

She was only half aware of Carla easing her back on the couch, pulling her panties off to reveal her golden brown triangle of pubic fur, and then that perfect face was between her thighs and Carla's tongue inside her. She couldn't believe, it – just like that, the beautiful red hair framing the lovely freckled face, and right there, between her pale thighs.

"But I wanted to do this to you," panted Norma, as the other woman's tongue explored her vagina, then laved the juices all over the insides of her pussy. Not that she was about to stop Carly – the redheaded woman had already aroused her to fever pitch! Then Carly was kissing up her belly again, sucking at her nipples and finally kissing Norma with her newly pussy-scented mouth.

"And so you shall," murmured Carly between kisses, "I just had to taste you!"

Norma couldn't answer because her mouth was full of Carly's kisses. Finally, the sex witch paused and asked, "Would you like to take my panties off?" Norma nodded with butterflies in her tummy, feeling as though she would be opening the greatest Christmas present of all time.

As she was pulling Carly's panties down, Norma's eyes feasted on the redhead's body that she had admired so long. And she remembered how long she had wanted to just touch this woman. She glanced up at Carly's face and could see the understanding there – Norma could tell she was being given permission to take her time.

Slowly Norma ran her hands over Carly's long legs, squeezing and kneading lightly at the redhead's curvy leg muscles, stroking and running her fingers through that beautiful delta of red-gold hairs. She began to kiss those magnificent freckled breasts, pausing to suckle both stiff pink nipples, marveling at how they seemed to stiffen even more in the warmth of her mouth.

Lying on top of Carly, she gave the woman her warmest and most loving kiss, taking her time, enjoying the play between their tongues. Then she slid down Carly's torso, trailing her own nipples over the redhead's smooth freckled skin, down until she was kneeling between Carly's soft, open thighs. She used her fingertips to gently spread Carly's lower lips and gazed in wonder at how beautiful a woman's pussy could be.

Soft as a feather, she kissed the inner lips, then spread the delicate, glistening petals of flesh to reveal Carly's hooded clit and the mysterious vaginal opening.

Norma began french-kissing inside the lower portion of Carly's warm pussy, using her tongue to stroke the walls and gather and taste the rich lubrication fluids, then laving the slick oil all over the rest of the insides of the inner lips, making sure she had thoroughly lubricated the little hood and the little pink nubbin that peeked out shyly.

The blond girl settled into a worshipful rhythm of kisses, sucks and licks of the hood only lightly touching the actual nubbin of the clitoris every fourth beat. Norma was thrilled to a spiritual level as she saw her ministrations affecting Carly dramatically revealed by shivers in the hips and across the taut belly, tensing and tightening of leg muscles, and of course, Carly's heavy breathing quickening to short pants and gasps.

As the redhead began to come in her mouth, Norma forcefully rode the quivers and spasms in Carly's hips, and ruthlessly maintained her rhythmic licking. She delighted when Carly's legs whipped around her and clutched her to Carly's hips, and Carly's high-pitched cry of joy echoed in the wild beating of Norma's heart. Norma felt for a moment that she was an eagle soaring the mountaintops, surveying the earth, her mistress, below her. Norma was free!

Carly sighed happily as she cradled the blond girl lovingly in her arms, giving Norma a little time to recover from her epiphany before she 'returned the favor.'

The sex witch sensed with complete certainty that her mission was at last accomplished, and only now saw clearly what her mission had been all along. It was to teach Norma how to give. 

But even more than that, she had felt the massive gravitational click in the currents of time that signified the Great Cusp's alignment of perfect balance. The future would move forward perfectly now. And for her own reward, she was about to make this sweet young blond girl howl her pleasure to the stars!

The End

(Author's note: Be kind to strangers – Your new neighbor might be a Sex Witch! And please vote.)



The New Neighbor: Sex Witch!



"Now do you believe that I find you attractive?" Asked Carly, her full lips quirking at the corners in a little smile.

Poor Lisa wasn't sure what to think. No girl had ever made a pass at her before, and certainly no full grown woman ever had, much less a gorgeous sex goddess. "B-but why?" And that wasn't the only question in Lisa's mind. Although she had always regarded Carly's body with reverenced awe, she'd just felt stirrings inside of herself that couldn't be misinterpreted. She hoped, and feared, that Carly would, or wouldn't, kiss her again. "You could have anyone! Why me?"

Carly chuckled, "All right, suppose we say that I could have anyone. I'm still choosing you, Lisa," she paused, looking seriously into Lisa's wide blue-green eyes, "You've been a good friend to me, and I like you very much. I just happen to also think you are very pretty, and very sexy, and I've often thought about what it would be like to kiss you. Now I know, and I have to tell you that I liked it. Would you mind if I kissed you again?"

Lisa was a little overwhelmed and didn't have the strength of will to answer either way, so she closed her eyes and tilted her head back as an answer. Carly kissed Lisa again, even more slowly this time, employing the tantric technique known as the secret kiss of love, and then she kissed Lisa on different parts of her lips, her tongue exploring every corner of the girl's sweet mouth. Lisa quickly became so aroused that she felt panicky and put out her hands to push Carly away. 

Somehow, the first flesh her hands encountered were Carly's bikini clad breasts, one hand cupping each warm breast. Horrified at herself for grabbing the woman's breasts, Lisa didn't shove them away; instead, her hands just froze there. Why couldn't she decide what to do? Carly kissed her neck and an ear. Involuntarily, Lisa's hands flexed as she shivered, and she gave Carly's breasts a gentle squeeze. "What are you doing?" Lisa managed to gasp as she felt Carly's fingers quickly and expertly opening the buttons to her shirt.

"I want to feel our chests pressed together, Lisa," said Carly softly in a husky voice as she opened Lisa's shirt. Lisa wasn't wearing a bra and her large breasts were exposed to the woman's kisses, her thick, light-brown nipples hardening in the woman's mouth. As Carly suckled each nipple, she murmured, "Take off my top, Lisa, so our breasts can touch. Wouldn't you like to feel your nipples naked against mine?"

Lisa's fingertips curled under the edges of Carly's bikini cups and she pulled the top over Carly's head. Amazed at what she'd done, Lisa looked at Carly's breasts, marveling at their perfect, freckled roundness and the erect, sugar-pink nipples. She was wondering if she should kiss them like Carly had done to her when Carly kissed her again on the mouth, pressing their breasts firmly together. 

"There," Carly whispered in her ear, "Doesn't that feel nice?" Lisa nodded – too short of breath to speak. "Fine!" Soothed Carly, "Now I want you to do something for me while we're touching like this. You've been cruel to your body long enough, and you need to learn to release your tensions, so open and unzip your jeans while I kiss you."

Lisa was confused and scared, but she was coming to realize that she would do whatever Carly wanted her to do, so while Carly gave her more warm, wet french kisses on her mouth, she did as Carly instructed. 

"Good," murmured Carly, "Now put your hand on yourself. I want you to make yourself come while I kiss you." Reluctantly, and feeling vaguely horrified and guilty about it, Lisa put her hand inside her underwear and began to rub her clit gently. Lisa marveled that she even knew how to touch herself since she had never done it before. 

Carly's hands lovingly kneaded Lisa's firm heavy breasts as she continued kissing the girl on the mouth and face, murmuring endearments and reassurances.

Feeling the girl's hips start to squirm, Carly went back to kissing Lisa's breasts. When she felt that Lisa was about to start her orgasm, Carly threw one leg over Lisa's hips and straddled the girl's thighs, hugging Lisa's face to her own breasts. Lisa came while suckling Carly's generous right nipple, although she had to stop and smother a cry of delight in the warm flesh between the redheaded woman's breasts. "There now!" Soothed Carly, stroking Lisa's hair, "Wasn't that nice?"

Still panting for breath, Lisa nodded, her face still buried between Carly's generous breasts. She raised her face and Carly gave her a slow, deep kiss. Finally, Carly drew back and studied Lisa, "Now I want you to remember to do that when you're horny, and if you'll let me, I'll give you a good memory to get horny with. Will you let me?"

Lisa swallowed, "What do you want me to do?"

Since Lisa's shirt was already opened, Carly peeled it off easily while kissing Lisa's neck and whispering, "I want to take off your clothes and kiss you all over." Then Carly slipped from Lisa's lap to her feet and pulled off the girl's sneakers. As she reached up for the top of Lisa's jeans, she added, "I want to treat you like you deserve to be treated!"

Lisa stood, steadying herself with one hand on the couch's arm while the most beautiful woman that she'd ever seen pulled her pants down along with her panties. Lisa stepped out of her jeans and panties then stood in amazement as the redheaded woman lowered her head to the floor and began kissing her feet and ankles and then slowly up her legs. 

When the kisses reached her rounded upper thighs, Carly wrapped her arms lovingly around Lisa's wide hips and hugged her while she began tenderly kissing Lisa's dark brown bush. Lisa gasped at how good it felt, but her knees were getting weak, and she felt dizzy from the deep stirrings of lust. "Oh Carly! I think I'd better sit down!" She moaned.

"Fine!" Said Carly gleefully, patting the edge of the couch, "Just sit here on the edge, yes, that's it, just lay back and relax," speaking soothingly, the redheaded sex witch massaged the girl's thick calves and slowly moved her rubbing up to Lisa's generous thighs, interspersing the loving touch of her hands and her gentle words with tender kisses all over Lisa's smooth, tanned legs. 

"Now, Lisa, let's just spread your legs wide, yes, like the opening of a lovely flower..." Carly's knowing fingers moved over Lisa's mound, rubbing gently, squeezing, teasing the slit with delicate little probes, and then she lowered her face to the dark brown, curly bush, spreading the lips wide and fitting her mouth into the pink gash for a lapping, licking french kiss of Lisa's vagina, her upper lip pressing softly against the girl's swollen, pink clitoris. 

Slowly she moved her kiss upwards to resolve into a methodical massage of the clitoris. Lisa moaned and tightened her thighs around Carly's head, running her fingers through the woman's thick red-auburn hair, pulling the delightful face deeper into her as the first waves of another orgasm gathered inside her lower abdomen. 

As Lisa's hips began to shake and spasm uncontrollably, faster than a striking snake, Carly darted her forefinger into Lisa's juicy vagina then thrust it firmly into Lisa's tight little asshole. Lisa shrieked and threw her legs wide and stretched out straight and froze that way for an instant her back arched and her hardened nipples pointing at the ceiling as her orgasm looped back and blasted her with one final searing wave of purest pleasure. 

As Lisa's body slowly relaxed, sinking back into the couch, still throbbing with an occasional spasm of delight, Carly moved herself up beside the girl gathered her in her arms and gave Lisa little kisses on the face and neck.

"Oh, Carly," Lisa finally gasped, "I didn't have a clue that I could feel good there, in my bottom, I mean. That was so beautiful! Can we do this every day?"

Carly laughed, "Perhaps not every day, but we can do it again, but only on one condition," she paused until the girl gave her a questioning look, "I don't want you to think I'm all there is to sex, you know, and I want you to have sex with other people, too. Tell you what! As soon as you can come back and tell me that you've been fucked by a boy, we'll do this again. Deal?"

Lisa looked and felt confused. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to have sex with a guy, especially now that she had such a rich experience with a woman, but she was already trying to think of whom it would be and how she would go about it. Carly nodded to herself with satisfaction; the girl was almost on track, now, all Lisa had to learn was how to give. She put her hand inside her bikini bottoms and began to rub herself. Lisa saw, and her mind shifted gears. "Carly, what are you doing?"

"Please," panted Carly, "Just give me a few more moments of looking at your lovely body, and I'll be able to release myself! God! Your sexy body makes me horny as hell!"

Lisa sat up, alarm in her voice, "Oh, Carly! You don't have to do that! Let me! Please!" And so saying, Lisa reached for Carly's waist. As Lisa's inexperienced hand groped and explored the bottom half of another woman's bikini for the first time, Lisa put her free arm around Carly's neck and lowered her head to kiss Carly's perfect breasts, lingering to lick and suck gently at the older woman's large pink nipples. 

Carly gently put her hand over Lisa's and showed her exactly where to put her fingers to bring her the most pleasure. Lisa found that she enjoyed kissing the woman's breasts, and she enjoyed the wet heat that her hand had entered, but she wasn't sure if it was enough. She wanted bring Carly as much pleasure as she could, and she was more than willing to lick the redheaded woman's genitals, but she was afraid that Carly might say no, and that would make Lisa feel awkward again. 

Still, reasoned Lisa, her lips tugging at Carly's left nipple, I owe it to her to ask. She kissed Carly's neck and let her lips brush lightly at the blonde's left ear, "I want to please you, Carly. Can I take off the rest of your bikini?"

"Oh, Lisa!" Purred Carly, "You can do anything you want with me! I'll do anything you tell me to!" As Lisa pulled down Carly's bathing suit and looked with wonder on Carly's red-gold snatch. Such an amazing color, gold hairs around the edges, redder toward the center, and the excited girl would have sworn some of the hairs were pink! 

The sex witch watched with pleasure as the girl began tenderly kissing around her lap, first the thighs, and then the pubic mound itself. Anything the girl lacked in expertise, she more than made up with enthusiasm as Lisa licked and sucked at Carly's spread-wide pussy, bringing the sex witch to a surprisingly strong orgasm with her novice tongue and fingers.

Lisa remained kneeling between the redheaded woman's legs, resting her face on the Carly's freckled thigh and gazing wonderingly at the slit of the pussy she had just been kissing and licking. Inside the outer lips it was pale pink and still very wet. Her inner lips were so delicate that they reminded Lisa of the petals of a flower. 

Carly had urged her to stop the licking when her clitoris had become too sensitive for direct contact, but Lisa asked sweetly if she could stay like this awhile, and Carly had agreed with a chuckle. Lisa understood perfectly well what she'd done, and she'd loved doing it. She knew what that meant, too, and suspected that was why Carly insisted that Lisa make it with a boy before she came back for more loving from a woman. 

She slid her face forward, breathing the woman smell deep into her lungs, and then she kissed Carly between the petals of her inner lips one more time before rising to sit on the couch. "I like this, Carly. Do I have to... with a boy?"

Carly smiled and kissed the girl deeply, "Yes," she murmured and kissed the girl again, "But I promise that you'll like it if you choose him wisely." Another kiss, this time on the neck, "Their cocks are wonderful to suck, and wonderful to feel inside you, and a boy can do anything a woman can and one thing more."

"What's that?" Asked Lisa breathlessly as Carly's hand stroked her inner thighs, inching upward to her pussy.

"They can fuck you," said Carly as she began to wobble the hood encasing Lisa's clit, "and kiss you at the same time." She went on to describe the various pleasures of different sexual positions and combinations with men while she brought the voluptuous girl to another body-wracking climax. "Now Lisa, just let me have the pleasure of coming again the way I want."

"Of course," said Lisa puzzled, "Anything, Carly!"

"Then just lay still," the redheaded woman whispered, as she knelt before the couch between Lisa's legs. To Lisa's amazement the woman began again to stroke herself looking at Lisa's body with a fire burning in her deep blue eyes – burning eyes that were moving over Lisa's flesh like a hungry mouth. 

The gorgeous redhead nuzzled her brown thatch, obviously deeply breathing the smell, then finally raised her pretty, freckled face in front of Lisa's, and gazing directly into Lisa's eyes, her face flushed as she began a powerful orgasm, her neck muscles stretched like taut cords throughout her shuddering climax – just looking into Lisa's eyes. 

Lisa had never felt so beautiful, so desirable, so sensuous as she lazily pulled her clothes back on in front of Carly, who was laying back on the couch now, shamelessly and gorgeously naked and smiling at her.

After Lisa left, Carly was satisfied that the girl was well aligned for a positive and rewarding heterosexual experience. She lay there, still naked on the couch, and wondered who she should seduce next, Norma, Jane or Bill. She decided on Bill; all that talk about men had put a yearning in her for some honest cock. And, she smiled to herself; it's all in the line of duty! 

Of course, the first opportunity with any of them would be her actual duty, she reminded herself with playful sternness. After all, that Jane was one hot fox, and Norma was the tastiest peach she'd seen in a long time! And Lisa! Lisa had so much hidden talent that Carly found herself selfishly looking forward to her next encounter with the girl. Stay professional! She reminded herself this time with real sternness.

That very night, Bill was reading the paper and waiting for his dinner to digest when he was surprised to see Lisa coming down the stairs wearing a dress. And not just a dress, but also a sexy dress, filled out exotically by Lisa's delicious curves. 

At first glance, he hadn't even recognized his daughter! Sure, it was Friday night and all – hell, Norma had disappeared before supper, but Lisa almost never went out, and she never dressed like that! "Say there, Miss America, you must have the wrong house!" He exclaimed, "The beauty pageant is down the street!"

Lisa blushed and giggled then sat in her father's lap, putting her arms around her father's neck, "You're sweet, Daddy!" And she kissed him on the cheek, "I've decided not to stick around the house this weekend like a fuddy-dud, so I'm going out to the movies and dancing after. Isn't that great?"

"Sure is, honey," he said, trying not to look down at her generous cleavage. The feel of her warm bottom pressing against his lap was giving him a hard-on, and he prayed she wouldn't notice. He gave her a light smack on the bottom with his hand, trying not to enjoy it, "So go already, and let this old fuddy-dud get back to his paper!"

"Oh, you're not a fuddy-dud, Daddy. You're cute, and you know it!" This time she kissed him lightly on the mouth and wriggled her hips a little before she rose to go to the door. He now had a light line of perspiration on his forehead and a hard-on that was almost painfully stiff. Sure, his daughter was just being flirtatious to be funny because flirting was so out of character for her, but the effect that she'd had on him... Thank God she hadn't noticed his boner!

But Lisa had noticed her effect on her dad and had caused it deliberately. In fact, she had toyed seriously with the idea of seducing him. She found the idea somehow much less threatening than being invaded by a relative stranger and a boy at that, but she decided against it, only because she suspected that Carly might not approve! 

Hmm, maybe she'd fuck her dad someday just for the hell of it, in the meantime, her confidence had been bolstered with the ease at which she'd aroused a penis to hardness. Feeling sure of herself, she waited on the porch's front swing for her date.

Bill waited until the sound of Lisa's date's car had faded away and lowered his paper. God! He was horny! Upstairs, his wife was packing to leave on a trip upstate to do a bank audit. She'd be gone for three days, and if he hoped to get any, he needed to get it now! He hurried upstairs.

He found Jane fully dressed, ready to go and snapping shut her suitcase. She was wearing one of those knee-length, hip-hugging dresses that women called a business suit. She looked over her shoulder and smiled, "Just in time to help me take my bags downstairs, dear! I've already called a cab to take me to the airport, he'll be here any minute." He gulped and grabbed the suitcase and overnight bag and followed her down the stairs.

She let him kiss her as they stood waiting by the door – she peeking out the curtains – he looking at her hips. "Let me fuck you before you go," he suddenly blurted, feeling dizzy with the need.

She lifted her skirts, baring her panty-covered bottom, "Okay, Bill, but hurry, the cab'll be here any minute!" She pulled her panties to her knees and spread her own cheeks with her hands, "Hurry, honey, put it in!" He unzipped and eased his dick into her sweet wet pussy. Suddenly she straightened and his shaft popped out. She pulled up her panties hastily, "Sorry, honey, the cab's here!" She gave him a peck on the lips, "I'll make up for it when I get back," she said reassuringly, "Just remind me." Then she was gone.

Bill just stood there until his pecker shriveled and withdrew quietly back inside his zipper. He sighed. Next door, Carly finished reading the tarot cards, "Aha!" She said.

At the airport, Jane glanced at the cab's meter, thirty-two dollars. It had been a pleasant ride, mostly spent thinking of how she had left Bill in a lurch, although another part of her had enjoyed that single thrust and wanted more. She glanced at the driver – she liked Hispanic. "Oh driver, I can give you your money and a tip, or we can pull in that parking lot over there, and I'll give you a fantastic blowjob. Which would you prefer?" She asked innocently, as she always did. 

The driver gave an incredulous look at the beautiful, svelte businesswoman, as they always did, and swerved immediately into the parking lot. As Jane lowered her head and took the knob of the driver's penis into her mouth, she thought of how lucky she was to have gotten another male driver. 

She hated female cabbies, because she hated paying the fare, and besides, she added to herself as his cock swelled to enormous size, this was rather fun! As she slurped on his swollen dick, the idle thought entered her head that it might be interesting to try this on a female cabby if she could just get a woman cabby to go for it.

Bill answered the doorbell, wondering who it could be. He was stunned to find Carly standing there clad in nothing but an absurdly small, tight tee-shirt and very short terrycloth shorts. He'd met her once or twice, but given his sex problems with his wife, he found the gorgeous woman's company to be excruciatingly painful. He gulped.

"Hi there, Bill!" She said in that perfect, lovely voice, her freckled grin warm and friendly, "I really hate to bother you, but I wonder if I could impose and ask you for a favor?"

He gulped again, "Uhh, sure, Carly, anything! What's up?"

She blushed prettily; his heart broke over her beauty. "Well, I know this sounds silly, but I'm afraid of heights, and I have this shaky ladder and a loose screw on a ceiling fan. Could I get you to come over and hold the ladder steady for me while I tighten the screw?"




The New Neighbor: Sex Witch!



He mumbled his agreement and followed her over to her house to her kitchen where, sure enough, a short wooden ladder was opened under a ceiling fan. "Tell you what, Carly, just hand me the screwdriver, and I'll fix it for you in a jiffy."

"Oh no," laughed Carly, shaking the screwdriver at him, "I'm very proud of my household repair skills, and I want to be able to brag to anyone that I did all this myself!" She lowered her voice and stepped close to him, "Just hold me tight so I won't fall, okay? For some reason, I don't mind admitting to you that I occasionally need a big, strong man."

He smiled nervously as she stepped on to the ladder, but at the second step, she stopped and looked over her shoulder. With a jerk, he realized that she didn't want to go higher until he was holding the ladder. He started to go to the side opposite her, but she shook her head, "Oh no! You need to hold it over here. Yes, that's it, just put your big, strong arms around me."

He put his arms around her and gripped the ladder firmly, but she still wasn't satisfied, "Please, Bill, hold me tight to the ladder; I really am afraid of heights!" Obediently, he hugged her snugly, the round globes of her buttocks pressed against his chest. 

Then and only then, did she take another step, and then another, leaving that sweet ass so close to his face that he had to pull his head back to keep from burying his nose between her cheeks. God! How he wanted to! His arms were wrapped tightly around her smooth freckled thighs, and her delightful buns were just an inch away, covered only by the thin, skin-tight terrycloth. 

He felt his erection bulging in his pants, pressing against the curved back of her calves. He hoped she didn't notice. But she did. "Ooo, sorry, Bill, just a little tighter while I reach up!" He sighed and hugged her tighter, pressing his face into the warmth of her bottom and not caring if he couldn't breathe. "Yes, Bill, that's perfect; just hold that for a few seconds..." 

She retightened the screw that she'd loosened before going over to fetch him. He could smell the faint perfume of her femaleness through the cloth, and it smelled so good, so desirable, that he wondered if he was going to come in his pants.

Carly climbed down the ladder, and as her feet hit the floor, she spun in his arms and kissed him. It had all happened so smoothly, so quickly, and so gracefully that Bill never had time to think about the perils of infidelity or the immorality of what he was doing. Her kiss sucked him in, their tongues crossed and somehow his hard-on was pressed firmly against her love mound which rubbed itself against him with rhythmic bumps. 

In a throaty voice Carly breathed into his mouth, "I have to have you in me! Anywhere you want to put it, but I have to have it!" She quickly ripped away her tee-shirt, baring her freckled breasts and the aroused, pink cherries that tipped them, "How would you like me to suck you before you fuck me, and then take your big dick out of my pussy when you're ready and then come inside my ass?" And she kissed him again to give him time to think about what she'd suggested.

Bill was overwhelmed; his need said it all. Right there in the kitchen, he allowed the woman to unzip his pants and sink down to her knees. She deep-throated his shaft a dozen or so times, then, just when he was on the verge of coming, she slipped off the terrycloth shorts and leaned back against the ladder, pulling his erection into the red-gold triangle centered in her loins. 

This position shouldn't work this easy, thought Bill, but it is like her body is elastic or something. And she was doing the work! He was practically just standing there and this tall gorgeous woman was fucking the hell out of him! He could even feel her vagina tightening and pulling at his penis, then releasing to let him slide back, then gripping again. It was like her red magic pussy was milking him. He felt insane with joy and lust. 

Her hot wetness sliding up and down on his cock made his body cry out joyfully in the form of intense pleasure until once again, on the verge of coming, the woman spun about and hugged herself to the ladder, presenting her round creamy bottom, her legs spread wide, inviting the presence of his pussy-lubricated prick. He spread the soft globes of her ass with his hands and after a brief, sweet glimpse of her asshole; so pale it was only pink in the center. He eased his penis deep inside her feverishly hot bottom. 

Once again, even though her hips weren't moving, her fiery asshole seemed to slurp him in, push him out and suck him back in. After only half a dozen gentle pumps into the hot smooth hole, he felt his dick explode like a roman candle of pure ecstasy. As the pleasure wracked his loins and shot like lightning up his spine, he felt her anus still working, expanding and contracting to milk him of his essence. It was the best orgasm that he'd ever had!

Then the beautiful woman was kissing him, whispering he should come over and visit her whenever he felt the need, but not to worry about a thing, it would stay their secret. 

At ten o'clock the same evening, Jane sat working at her ledgers several hundred miles away. For the fifth time that night, her work was interrupted by the secretary that the bank had assigned to the auditor's needs. The girl had brought her coffee, doughnuts, a deli-supper, more coffee, and now she'd arrived with another steaming mug, and this one with whipped cream floating on the surface. 

At first, Jane had thought that the secretary was just being ingratiating because the bank had ordered her to pamper the auditor. Jane was used to such tactics by persons unhappy to be audited – which was everybody getting audited, but she'd begun to notice the girl's short, red hair, the way her fingers touched her hand every time she handed Jane something, and most especially the way that the girl's light blue eyes would roam over Jane's body with a distinct interest. Jane became convinced that the girl was gay.

Normally, this would have made Jane feel uncomfortable, but it was late; she was tired, and besides she'd been thinking about sex all day, really regretting for once that she'd not given her husband what he'd wanted earlier in the day. She was horny; it was that simple, and she had another two days of work to go before she could go back and get a good hard fuck from Bill. She looked at the secretary. 

Cindy was short, in her early twenties, had a plain, almost pretty face and a compact, almost plump body. The younger woman had a distinct but subtle sense of sexuality that Jane was beginning to find attractive. Jane knew that they were alone in the bank's business offices. The night watchman would stay downstairs.

"Its Irish coffee," the girl explained, "You've been working so hard, Mrs. Smith, that you deserve a nice drink!"

As she took the mug and sipped at the rich flavor, Jane asked, "Cindy, you've been very nice to me, and now I'd like to return the favor. I've noticed the way you look at me, and I've decided that you're probably gay. Is that the case?"

The girl's cheeks flushed – making her look suddenly and exotically beautiful, but she hesitantly nodded, "Yes maam, I am."

Jane swiveled her chair to face the girl beside her and stretched her long legs sensually, enjoying the fact that the secretary's eyes followed her every movement, "I'm really horny tonight – really intensely horny. Would it be a thrill for you if I let you go down on me?"

"Yes, Mistress," breathed the girl heavily, her eyes seeming to glaze over with desire, "It would be a great honor to please you sexually!"

Although Jane had never had any sexual contact with another woman, she was enormously entertained by the secretary's humble submission as Cindy kneeled before her, removed her heels and massaged her feet. "Okay," said Jane sliding her bottom to the edge of the chair, "You may remove my pantyhose and panties now, Cindy."

For Cindy, this was three of her greatest fantasies coming true all at once. She'd lied; she wasn't gay and hadn't ever touched another woman, but she had thought about it, in fact, she thought about it every time her husband went down on her, wondering what it was like for him. 

The second level of fantasy was being dominated like this. She was the dominant one at home, and she'd been married since high school; her husband was a spineless mouse! Albeit a nice mouse she loved very much, but still… 

Third, she'd always wanted to have sex with a stranger, someone with whom she could do or be any role that she chose just like what was happening now. To top it all off, the woman was beautiful, too, she thought as she reached under the woman's skirt to pull the pantyhose down over those long sexy legs. 

Her mouth was dry and her fingers trembled slightly as she pulled down the woman's panties, drinking in the sight of the thick black triangle of pubic hair that had been pressed neatly flat by the panties. Cindy paused and looked adoringly up at Jane's face, waiting for permission to proceed.

Although, Jane couldn't know all these things about Cindy, she had a good instinctual grasp of the situation, namely that the secretary longed to lick her pussy, and an important part of the experience for Cindy was being bossed around. Amused, feeling generous and definitely horny herself, Jane decided it would be fun to camp it up even more. "I want you to have fun too, Cindy, so you can take off your underclothes and finger yourself while you lick my pussy!"

Almost feverishly, Cindy stripped off her own pantyhose and panties. Jane was strangely aroused by her brief glance at the redhead's red-gold bush, nestled in her pretty, almost plump thighs. Then while Cindy slipped one hand under her own skirt, she leaned forward and kissed Jane's slit, frenching the older woman's pussy the way she had always imagined that it should feel when her husband was doing his best on her. 

Jane enjoyed the probing of Cindy's tongue and leaned back, closing her eyes. Then she had to look again as the girl began inserting her tongue in her vagina. Jane was overwhelmed by the loveliness of having a female's pretty face between her legs. She put her fingers in the girl's short red hair and drew her Cupid's bow mouth up from her vagina to her clitoris. As Cindy sincerely sucked, nibbled and licked at Jane's clit, Jane quickly felt her hips building up to a monumental orgasm. 

Freed for once from the constraint of pretending indifference toward her husband's ministrations, Jane experienced the most powerful nerve-blowout that she'd had in years, but it was what happened next that affected Jane the most deeply. As Jane's thrumming loins slowed in their shudders of ecstasy, Jane looked down upon the girl in gratitude.

Eating Jane's pussy had been all that she'd imagined, but Cindy still hadn't come, and she needed to very badly in order to make it the perfect fantasy experience. She looked up at Jane desperately and found the woman beaming down a look of love. She dared to ask Jane, "Please, please fuck me, mistress!"

"You can fuck yourself," said Jane but added with kindness, "but you can use my foot if you wish, and I'll even let you look at my pussy while you are doing it."

It was just the sort of answer that Cindy required. Panting her need, she grasped Jane's left foot and fitted the instep against her lusting and already very wet pussy. Jane was touched by the girl's wild passion as she literally fucked herself to orgasm with Jane's foot. 

She couldn't actually see the girl's pussy, as it was still hidden by Cindy's skirt, but Jane could sure feel it through the instep of her foot, delicious hot slickness bordered by soft, spongy pubic hair. And watching Cindy's face was a powerfully erotic experience: Cindy had laid her cheek against Jane's thigh and held a fixed stare up Jane's skirt, her lips parted as she breathed heavily through her mouth while her hips pumped rapidly back and forth against the top of Jane's foot. 

Jane spread her legs a little wider to improve the girl's view. As Cindy started to come, her cheeks flushed with excitement, her voice betrayed her orgasm with whimpers and tiny cries. The girl's face disappeared under Jane's skirt at the peak, and Jane could feel Cindy's hot breath on her pussy as the girl's whole body shook and shivered. Jane flexed her big toe, and she felt it slip easily into the girl's vagina; Cindy's whole body lurched, and Jane felt the brush of the younger woman's lips against her labia when Cindy cried, "Oh, oh, oh!"

Jane found her own horniness completely rekindled by the passion of the girl's prolonged and intense orgasm, and she clutched Cindy by the hair, fucking her pussy on the younger woman's face. Pumping her hips roughly and relentlessly up and down, mainly using the girl's nose on her clit until she came again, whooping her joy at clutching the pretty face captive between her thighs.

Although the orgasm was powerful, Jane felt as if her lust was just beginning to stir like some sleeping giant awakening – she wanted more. Suddenly she wanted to see Cindy completely naked, but shockingly, the secretary got quickly to her feet, gathering her under-things with one hand while looking at her wristwatch. "Thanks, so much, Mrs. Smith! You've made a life long fantasy come true for me, but right now my husband's waiting for me outside. I'd better go!"

Jane was shocked, "You mean you're not really gay, Cindy?"

The secretary chuckled, "No maam, this was my first time with a woman, but I'll say this, it was so good that I sure intend to do it again!"

Jane shrugged with deceptive casualness, "I'll be here two more days before I have to fly back, and please, call me Jane."

Cindy hesitated at the door and came back to stand close, "Jane, you just gave me one of the best orgasms I've ever had, but my vacation starts tomorrow, and my husband and son and I are leaving town." She leaned over Jane and gave her a tender kiss on the lips, a perfect, sweet kiss, perfumed with Jane's own pussy scent, "Thanks again!" And then she was gone. 

Jane did the only thing she could; she put her hand on herself, closed her eyes and began to relive the erotic encounter again. Only this time, she reached down and pulled up Cindy's skirt to watch Cindy fuck her foot. This time, she would touch those plump thighs with her fingers, no, she would kiss the woman's legs, and more, yes, she would go down on the woman – licking that little red snatch until the woman's orgasm juices smeared her face, and they would 69, yes, oh, yes, oh, oh...

At that very moment, hundreds of miles away, Jane's husband was worshipfully tonguing Carly Shelaugh's asshole. Carly lay on her stomach on her bed, long, freckled legs spread wide. She was smiling lazily at a mirror on the wall where she watched Bill's face worshiping her ass. 

Bill had enjoyed himself so much earlier in the day that he'd returned tonight. The man seemed healthy enough sexually, just a little frustrated, and Carly doubted that he was the one that she was sent to straighten out, but Bill was such a pistol that Carly didn't mind entertaining him at all. As she felt Bill's penis pushing into her vagina, she began rolling her hips in little circles while her mind drifted back to earlier in the late afternoon when Lisa had come over, wearing a bikini and a wide grin.

Carly had answered the door wearing a towel, for she'd just stepped out of the shower after fucking Bill. Carly didn't have to ask why Lisa was grinning, she just said, "Why don't we go lay down on my bed, and we'll talk about it." They walked arm in arm to the bedroom, and Lisa slipped her hand under Carly's towel and held her bottom as they walked. Carly slid her hand into Lisa's bikini bottom and held Lisa's bottom, too.

As they stretched out on the bed on their sides, propping their heads on their elbows and facing each other, they appeared like any two roommates about to swap secrets. Lisa began, "I got laid by a boy named Bobby last night, in the back of his van. He had asked me if I'd like to go parking, and I said yes, and when he asked me to get in the back of the van, I said yes. Then we kissed and fooled around a little, mostly outside our clothes. 

"I think I shocked him when I asked him if I could suck his dick. Hell, I was shocked at myself, but you told me to try it, so I did. He stopped me before he could come in my mouth, which kinda disappointed me; I was really curious to make it happen, you know? Anyway, so then he wanted to put it in my pussy, and I said that if he would lick me until I came, then he could fuck me. He wasn't as good at it as you were, but you were sure right about fucking; that was really nice in a different way, only..."

"Only what?" Asked Carly moving close enough to the girl that towel covered breasts lightly touched bikini covered breasts.

"Only it didn't last very long, only about a minute."

Carly gave Lisa a long slow kiss before she spoke again, "I see you're wearing your bathing suit. Did you want to swim?"

"No!" Giggled Lisa, "You know what I want, Carly! But I had to tell Daddy something, so I told him that you had invited me for a swim. You know, last night I was pretty tempted to seduce Daddy instead of going out for a boy, but I didn't because I was afraid you'd think it was cheating."

Carly smiled, "It would have been cheating, so don't try to count your father, because you have to fuck yet another boy before you come here again. Now, don't pout! I'll be very good to you if you'll follow my rules. They're for your own good. As to fucking your father, there's nothing wrong with that if you don't get pregnant and neither one of you ever tells anyone else. Incest is heavily frowned on by this society, Lisa. Do you still want to have sex with your father?" 

While Lisa paused thoughtfully, Carly reached around and unsnapped the back of the girl's bikini. Both breasts popped free from the cloth and Carly lightly tongued Lisa's nipples.

"Mmm, you're so sweet, Carly! But yeah, I think I do kind of want to fuck him... Oh, Carly, take the bottom off too!" And Carly did, pulling the suit off and rolling the girl on her tummy. 

"Carly! What are you doing? You're not supposed to lick me there! Oh! Oh, Carly! That does feel nice! Uhng, deeper, Carly, deeper!"

Thinking about Lisa's pretty bottom and the things that she'd done to it, Carly reached behind her and grasped Bill's shaft as it slid out of her pussy. She fitted the head of his pussy-slick penis into her bottom and sighed as his hips drove the dick steadily and deeply up her ass. As much as she personally enjoyed Bill and Lisa, she needed to focus on her work. Norma or Jane, thought Carly as Bill grunted his joy and began to gently pump, whoever gave her the first opportunity, Norma or Jane.

It was Jane.

(Author's note: I already have an outline for part 2 of this story and will get to work if people like this one. Let me know, I lust for feedback, and please don't forget to vote!)