Date: Thu, 21 Jun 2012 23:20:13 +0000
From: william michael <beau155@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Big Victorian Next Door

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I was half way through my fourteenth year when what I'm about to relate
began.  A year earlier we had moved into an older house, on a street full
of older houses.  My parents had always wanted to live in such and when
this one came on the market they grabbed it.  Fortunately it was just on
the other side of town so it wasn't too big an upheaval.  I was due to go
to middle school anyway so I didn't have any school transfer issues.  What
was most interesting and lies at the heart of this story was the house next
door.  It was bigger and older than the rest.  Perhaps it was the original
house on whatever plot of land that was used to build this neighborhood.
It was a big three story Victorian with a fully enclosed back yard with a
tall fence.

All along the top of the fence you could see the top of a large bush or
smallish tree. According to the neighbors, it had been in the same family
since it was originally built and the current occupant was a single woman
of middle years who was, for lack of a better word, sort of witchy.  When
asked what that meant the neighbor of the moment would just shrug.
Personally, I had never seen the woman so after a while I sort of forgot
the whole thing.  Until that one day.

I was shooting baskets at the hoop that my dad had put up on our garage,
which was on the same side as the old house.  And being fourteen I was
goofing around with so called trick shots.  Harlem Globetrotters here I
come.  Anyway, a particularly ill conceived and overpowered shot caused the
ball to miss the backboard, carom off the garage roof and go over the
fence.  Damn, now what?  I looked the situation over and saw that there was
a tree top right where the ball went over so I thought maybe it got caught
near the top and I could reach over and get it if I used the ladder on the
side of the garage.

Lickety split I had the extension ladder up against the fence, which seemed
nice and solid and up I went. When my head cleared the top of the ladder, I
froze in shock.  I had no idea who the lady was who owned this property but
she must have thought she was living in a botanical garden.  The yard was
fairly large, easily three times what ours was and every inch involved some
sort of flower beds or trees or other growing things I didn't know what to
call them.  There were also pathways, but narrow, as if only the minimum
amount of ground would have to be given up.  It also looked extremely well
maintained.  I was shocked out of my amazement by the sound of a voice.  It
was definitely female, but low and somehow it seemed to make my spine
tingle, but that might have been just the surprise of hearing it.

"Your ball is at the base of the tree.  It fell all the way through.  You
may come around and retrieve it.  The gate is right near your driveway."

I looked around and finally saw a pair of legs, well, there would have been
legs if not covered by a full length dress or skirt, sticking out from a
covered bench or whatever you call them.  Because of the angle and shadow I
couldn't make anything else out.  My best response was,

"Okay, thanks."

I scrambled down the ladder and hurried down the drive.  I had seen the
gate a thousand times since moving in but never gave it much thought.  I
pushed on the simple latch and pulled it open. It didn't make a sound.
Closing it behind me I began to walk down the curvy path that took me to
where my ball was sitting near the base of the tree.  I picked it up and
turned towards the covered bench which now only concealed the speaker from
the chest up.

"Sorry about that.  Won't happen again," I said.

"That's alright.  No harm done.  I suppose if your ball had damaged some of
my plants I might be more annoyed.  They are my livelihood, after all."

"I'm sorry?  You sell plants?  Like a garden center."

She laughed and her laugh was warm and throaty.  Again that tingle in my
spine.

"No, my dear.  I sell parts of them, mostly the leaves, some of the
flowers, seeds and stems.  These are all herbs of one sort or another.
People buy them for cooking, or their healing properties, or they just like
the fragrance some give off."

I had to nod, since being in the middle of that garden, I was picking up
all kinds of scents.

"Okay, well, I'll make sure I'm more careful from now on.  I wouldn't want
to damage anything valuable."

"That's very considerate of you, my dear."

I looked around again and marveled at the size and variety of the garden.
Then a thought occurred to me.

"You take care of all this by yourself?"

"For the most part.  If anything heavy needs to be done, I hire it out and
some customers prefer to harvest their own bits and pieces.  I watch them
of course.  Were you about to suggest something?" she asked, almost as if
she could read my mind.

"Um, well, I was just going to say, you know, if you ever needed a hand,
I'm available.  Always looking for odd jobs to make a bit of money."

"Interesting.  Do you know much about gardening?" she asked.

"The basics.  We had a pretty nice one where we used to live.  Mom hasn't
gotten around to doing much here yet, probably next year.  But I can weed
without pulling up the good stuff, prune dead leaves and branches, dig
stuff up."

"Well, I'll certainly keep that in mind, my dear, and if I have anything
else?" she asked.

"Well, I could cut your front lawn, shovel snow, that kind of stuff.  Move
stuff in your house, whatever."

"Well, this is wonderfully convenient.  I have been thinking about some
things along those lines and here you are.  What a lucky ball you have
there," she said and I saw that she was getting up.

When she moved out from under the covering I saw immediately what the
neighbors meant.  She was covered from head to toe, even wearing some sort
of lace looking gloves.  She wore a wide brimmed hat that had a guazy wrap
that covered her face, which looked pale from where I was standing.  And
her hair was long and black.  Jet black I think they call it and it hung
all the way down her back. She was also tall, probably six feet to my five
seven.  She moved a couple of steps towards me and I felt like I was being
pulled in her direction.  She held out her hand and I reached for it.

"Magnolia Delaney.  Yes, a silly first name but my grandmother started all
this and my mother was that fond of plants.  Just call me Lia.  And you
are?"

"Oh, Cliff, Cliff Taylor," I replied.

"Cliff?  Not a name one hears much anymore," she said, her tone suggesting
she suspected there was more.

"Um, actually it's Heathcliff.  My mom's big on old novels and my dad can't
say no to her," I said with a grimace.

She laughed that chuckle again and brought up her other hand to touch my
arm.

"Think nothing of it, my dear.  What is in a name after all.  Well, I
should be getting in and out of this sun.  Perhaps you could come by
tomorrow, say at noon.  We can discuss those plans I've mentioned and how
you might help."

"Oh, sure.  That would be great."

"Just come through the gate and to the back door," she said as she turned
and began walking, or gliding because that's what it looked like in that
long flowing dress.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Oh, we'll have none of that.  Lia, please."

"Yes, Lia," I said as I headed for the gate.

I thought I heard that low chuckle again.  That night, for no apparent
reason I got up and went to my window.  My room was on the second floor and
the window overlooked the back yard.  I couldn't see anything over the
fence, but I thought I saw the glow of a light moving around Lia's garden."

The next day, promptly at noon, I was knocking gently at the back door.

"Come in, Cliff."

I pushed the door open and stepped into what I guess they called a mudroom
that had a door leading into the kitchen.  The light was low, but not
really too bad.  As I stepped into the kitchen I heard,

"Ah, right on time.  Very good.  Please come into the parlor."

I followed the sound of her voice and when I walked into the spacious room,
I had to stop again.  She stood in the middle of the room without her hat
or veil or long sleeved dress.  Her arms were bare to the shoulder and
there was a v-neck showing skin below her throat.  And her face was clear
to see.  And it was all white.  Not Caucasian white, more like marble
statue white.  Like that one of the lady with no arms and head, I was
thinking.  Yet her hair was so black and her eyes were bluer than anything
I've ever seen.  She was no albino.  The dress did reach down to her ankles
and her feet were covered by slippers.  I couldn't help but stand there and
stare.  She was gorgeous, even if she did look like she was covered in
white ceiling paint.

"A bit unusual, you must be thinking," she said calmly.

"I guess that's why you were all covered up outside, yesterday?"

"That's right, my dear.  I'm extremely sensitive to the sun.  Anything
exposed would be sunburned in minutes."

"Oh, and the light I saw last night.  That was you?"

"Indeed.  I do most of my work at night.  And I also bruise rather easily
so that's what I wished to speak to you about today.  Please, come in and
sit down."

She pointed to one end of a couch and then she sat down at the other,
angled to face me. Her porcelain like hands were folded in her lap.  She
smiled, her teeth were white and straight and perfect, again, sort of like
a statue.

"As you might imagine, in a house this old, being in one family the whole
time, there's quite a lot of things that accumulate in places like attics
and basements.  Some junk, some quite valuable.  I have been thinking for
some time that I would like to clear all this up, dispose of the junk and
sell whats of value."

"The herbs aren't enough?" I asked.

"Oh, they bring in a fair bit, and what my parents left me has been more
than adequate in and of itself but it never hurts to have some extra set
aside for emergencies or opportunities," she said and then looked at me
with a tilt of her head.  "I sense some concern in that question."

I shrugged and said,

"I wouldn't want to try and get paid more than you could afford."

She reached out with one of those pale, perfect hands and rested it on my
knee.

"You're very sweet," then the hand, and the tingle it created was gone. "My
idea was to pay you a modest hourly rate and then when what can be sold has
been, a percentage of the proceeds as a bonus.  What do you think?"

"That sounds very generous."

"I'm not sure you'll still think so after all the work you'll do.  Both the
attic and basement are spacious and full.  And there will be lots of
climbing.  So, what do you say we take a look?"

"Yes, ma'am...I mean, Lia."

She smiled again and there was that damn tingle.  What was going on?

So I got the tour of the attic and the basement.  And she was right.  There
were boxes, bales, even some old barrels.  There was old furniture and what
looked like clothes in protective bags hung on racks built along the joists
in both areas.  If anything was worth even a bit there was enough to be
significant dollars.  And all the while she was close by me, and her
fragrance was starting to get to me as well.  It had to be from the herbs
in the yard.  When we were done we were sitting on the couch again.

"So, still think it's a worthwhile idea?"

"Oh, sure.  What you're offering is fine and even if not, you know, being
neighbors and all."

"What do you mean, dear?"

"Well, you live here all alone and you need the help.  That's what
neighbors do, right?" I said.

She smiled again, not quite so broadly, but with more warmth and said,

"Now that's something I haven't heard in a long time."

"My folks are always saying that.  In the old neighborhood they were always
helping with this or that."

"And you think that would be what you'd do for me?  You think I'd need such
help?"

"Well, not knowing that you were okay money wise, at least you're not being
able to get outside much, I thought maybe there wasn't, you know, like many
friends or whatever," I said, feeling a bit embarrassed and worried I had
said too much.

"Oh, my," she chuckled again and laid a hand on my knee once more and
didn't remove it this time.  "You are the sweetest thing.  I do have
acquaintances from my business and a few friends but they aren't close by
and this is too much work for just a quick visit to resolve.  But your
concern is very touching.  Thank you.  So, we begin tomorrow?  Bright and
early at eight a.m."

"Sure, that would be great."

When we stood up, she was much closer now and she looked down at me with
that same warm smile and said,

"Lucky indeed was that ball coming over my fence.  I'm glad to have met
you, Cliff Taylor," and then she shocked me by tilting my head back with a
finger and putting her soft warm lips against mine.

She held me there for a moment and then brought her head back up.

"I hope that wasn't too inappropriate," she said, her voice low.

Finding my voice, I said,

"Um, it was surprising, but a good one," and I managed to add a smile.

"I'm so glad you think so," she replied and leaned back down and kissed me
again, and this time I managed to offer something in return.

When she broke it off and she stood up straight she smiled again and said,

"Yes, lucky indeed."

I did manage to find my way home, my mind whirling, and my lips on fire.
I've eaten hot buffalo wings that didn't sear my lips the way her kisses
did.  I ate dinner without really tasting it.  I went to bed and managed to
fall asleep but I had weird dreams of museums full of white marble statues,
every one of which had red lips that danced with fire.  So at eight a.m. I
was at the back door, dressed to work in long pants, work boots, and old
t-shirt and even had my own work gloves.

"Please, come in, Cliff."

When I got to the kitchen I could see that Lia was dressed for work as
well.  She wore a ankle length skirt of heavy material, an old mens work
shirt.  Both were covered in an old style apron and her hair had been done
up in a thick braid.  She still looked stunning.  I guess my appraisal had
been obvious because she gave me that smile and I sure what was a little
wink.

"Alright, my fine young fellow," she said briskly.  "Let's get started."

She led me down to the basement and we began moving amongst all the boxes
and barrels.  Each was opened, the contents checked and a decision made.
If she said out, it was marked with an X.  When a section was checked I
started hauling stuff out of the basement.  Fortunately an outside entrance
had been done at some point that led right to her driveway.  This allowed
me to start stacking the throwaways right there so that when enough had
accumulated, a truck would be called for to haul it away.  Fortunately my
dad knew a guy that had a cousin who gave us a deal.

We went at it like this for three days and managed to work through about a
third of the basement.  It was amazing what was down there.  The things
that she kept were things like china sets, tableware, art work and boxes of
old books.  It would be interesting to see what it would all fetch.  About
half way through the fourth day, right after we had lunch, which she always
provided, we were sitting in the kitchen when she asked me,

"So, tell me, Cliff, is there a girl in your life that I'm keeping your
from?"

This surprised me and I said after a bit,

"Um, no, there's not."

"Really?  I'm surprised, such a sweet considerate young man, so hard
working."

"Well, I don't think that means much.  They seem more interested in varsity
jackets, cars and cool clothes," I replied.

"Foolish.  None of that will matter in a few years, what you have will
matter for a lifetime."

I knew I was blushing as I looked down at my plate, then I looked at her
and said,

"Could I ask you something?"

"Certainly," she replied.

"Is this pretty lonely?" I asked, not sure why.

She gave me a tight little smile and then said,

"In a word, yes.  But there isn't much I can do about it.  I live within
the constraints I was given.  I'm just lucky I have the means to live as I
do.  If I had to make a living out there," she finished giving a bit of a
shudder.

"I'm sorry.  And I shouldn't have asked.  That was prying."

"No, you were concerned, that's what that was.  Hmm, we are a bit worse for
wear for this but no matter.  Please stand up."

I did as she asked and she did, too.  The she said,

"Please, if you would," and she held out her arms to me.

I stepped forward and she wrapped me in her long arms and pulled me close.
My head would up mostly on her shoulder and I put my arms around her back.
Her's tightened and I felt the side of her face rest on my head.  I
squeezed a bit harder and she did as well, and one hand began to run up and
down my back.  Despite the resemblance to cold marble, she was warm and
soft and as we stood there she began to sway just a bit.  I wasn't really
sure how long we stood like that but I was willing to stay like that until
she was ready to let go.  When she finally did she only backed up enough to
take my face in both hands and she said,

"You have nothing to worry about.  Very good things are coming your way,
and sooner than later, I believe."

Than she brought my lips to hers and we shared another of those burning
moments.  And it went on longer than the first two times combined.  When
she brought it to an end, she didn't move much and her blue eyes were all I
could see.

"Much sooner."

We went back to work but to me it was all a blur.  I managed to only move
things with Xs on them and didn't break anything I was moving but all I
could see were those eyes and all I could feel was the after burn of those
lips.  The next morning, the fifth since we started working, I arrived as
usual and I heard the 'come in' but it sounded further away.  When I walked
in there was no one in the kitchen.  Likewise the parlor was empty.

"In here" I heard and the sound guided me to a smaller room that was dim
and smaller than the parlor.  It had a single large couch, a small table
and a pair of chairs.  It also contained a vision.  Standing in the middle
of the room was Lia.  She wasn't dressed to work.  She wore a long floor
length gown of sheer material, bare at the shoulder and cut deeply at the
neck.  Her hair was loose and flowed down her back and over both the
shoulders, her hands were clasped in front of her and her face had an
expression I hadn't seen before.  To me it seemed, expectant, almost
anxious.

"Come to me, dear," she said, holding out both hands.

I walked forward and took hold of both hands.  She pulled me the rest of
the way, this time the hug seemed hotter, and instead of her face against
my head, it was her lips on my neck and the side of my face.  Her body was
moving against mine.  It was insistent.  With her lips by my ear she said,

"I need something different from you today, my dear.  I need this so very
badly.  Please tell me you'll do this for me."

"I'd do anything for you," I said back, and at that moment I would have,
anything.

"Thank you, darling," she said and then her lips were on mine in the most
amazing way.

Her lips were open and her tongue forced it's way into my mouth and her
hands were all over me.  Up and down my back, over my ass and up the front
of my shirt, her hands warm, her lips on fire.  I was trying to emulate her
and think about what I had seen in various cable movies and some internet
stuff.  My hands were likewise roaming, feeling the warmth of her skin
through the thin material.  When one hand brushed over her ass, she pressed
against me tighter and moaned into my mouth.

Encouraged, I let it remain there, squeezing as I did.  Then I felt her
fingers working at the front of my pants.  First the belt buckle, then the
button and zipper.  Long delicate fingers slid inside and pressed against
the bulge in my briefs.  No, she didn't find a great anaconda or any of
those other goofy expressions.  What was there being gripped and kneaded
was about six and a half inches long and about five around.  I knew this
because the night after that first kiss I was so hard I couldn't believe it
so I actually measured it.  She seemed to like what was there.

She pushed my pants down off my hips.  The one hand slipped inside the
front of my briefs and the other down the back. Her tongue was doing it's
best to clean my teeth and her tits were pressing against my upper chest.
I hadn't realized it before but I was very aware now that she was pretty
stacked.  Since there was some room between us, I got one hand around in
front and felt one of those full boobs from the side.  Oh god this was so
hot, I was thinking.

She broke off the kiss and pulled my shirt up and off.  Then I was pushed
onto the couch and she was working on my boot laces.  I did the other one
and off they came and so did my pants.  Dropping onto the couch, she leaned
her head in and began to bite and suck on my cock through my briefs.  Her
long hair was flowing over my legs and it felt like silk.  I know because I
once used a pair of my mother's silk panties to jerk off with, but that's
another story.

Then it was my tighty whities turn and off they came.  My cock was hard as
a rock and pointing straight up. Lia took it in one hand and then looked up
at me, her blue eyes boring right into me.

"Oh, my goodness, darling, you're wonderful."

"It's not all that much," I said.

"Don't fool yourself.  You have more than most grown men and you have years
of growing to do.  And this is more than I need and everything that I
want," she finished.

And with that her mouth opened and proceeded to swallow half my cock.  It
was like every fourth of July I've ever been to all rolled into one.  Just
as on my mouth, her lips were like fire on my cock.  A fire that didn't so
much as burn as consume.  Her hand cupped my balls as she worked her way up
and down, up and down, leaving a slick film each time.  My hands rested on
her shoulder, just to increase the contact between us.

After a while, all too short to my thinking, She slid off my dick and sat
up.  Her smile was now more wicked than warm and her eyes flashed.

"That was just a promise of things to come, darling.  It's time to move
on," she said as she stood up.

Her hands reached up and pushed the straps of her gown off her shoulders
and in one swoosh, the entire garment slid off and puddled at her feet.
When she stepped out, she was completely naked, and utterly amazing.  I had
no idea how old she was, but her body was flawless.  Maybe there was an
advantage of not being able to handle the sun.  Her skin was absolutely
smooth and tight as a drum.  The white was unbroken by any blemish.

Now revealed her tits were large and full and hung at a slope and were
better than any I had ever seen in a magazine or on the web.  The nipple
were pale pink and hard.  Above her bare pussy lips was just a small patch
of black hair.  I sat there open mouthed and drooling, from my cock that
is.

"Would you like to touch?" she purred.

I nodded and stood up and closed the distance between us.  My cock wedged
against her thighs and my face went between those two incredible tits as my
hands came up to cup them.  Damn, they were so heavy. I kissed and licked
the smooth white skin until my lips made contact with the hard nipple and I
heard her sigh loudly and I wrapped my lips around it and began to suck on
it like a hungry child.  My hands kneaded the firm heavy flesh and I
thought nothing could be better than this.  How wrong I was.  After a while
she pulled my head up and covered my mouth again, her tongue filling my
mouth.  Her arms once more wrapped around my back and grabbed my ass and
pulled me tightly to her.  She bent her legs and allowed her pussy lips to
rub against my cock.  Shit, I thought I was going to cum right then and
there.

Then without warning I was pushed back onto the couch on to my back and she
was on me, her mouth swallowing my hard cock in a single swoop.  The
suction was amazing and the feel of her tongue swipe over the head was
making the tingle I felt at her voice and touch fade to nothing.  Pretty
soon I could feel that familiar tug in the balls and I knew what was going
to happen next.

"Lia, ohmigod, I'm going to cum.  Shit."

The only reaction I got was an increase in pressure on my cock from her
lips and more of a squeeze around my balls.  Then it hit me like a wave and
my hips bucked and I began to fire heavy shots of cum into her mouth.  I
knew from experience, solo experience, that my cum was thick, white and
fairly plentiful.  From Lia's moaning I guess it didn't taste bad either.
I found it wasn't.  When I stopped coming I slumped back onto the cushions
and she raised her head up and looked at me.  Her smile was that same
wicked one and a touch of cum was leaking from one corner.

She crawled up over my body and without warning planted those shiny, cummy
lips on mine and shoved her tongue into my mouth.  All in all, not bad.
When she was done she sat back straddling my legs and said,

"You taste divinely, my darling.  It's been quite a while since I've
enjoyed such a large, delicious treat.  I hope you're ready for more."

I looked down at my still hard cock.  Again, with all this going on, I
didn't think I was ever going to go soft.  I looked back and nodded,
smiling as I did.

"I'm so glad.  I have so much I want to share with you.  A sweet young man
like you deserves to be with a woman that knows what she's doing, not some
silly girl who doesn't know what she has.  Come with me, darling."

She stood up and again I looked at the amazing body.  I stood up and again
she wrapped me in her arms, and I thought nothing could compare to this.
Then she took me by the hand and led me up the first flight of stairs and
then to a door.  She opened it and pulled me in.  That it was her bedroom
was obvious.  It was done up in shades of pink and lavender.  Her bed was
large, even bigger than a king with posts and curtains.  There was also a
small couch, a stuffed chair, her make up table, and a large piece of
furniture that must have served as her closet.  She pulled me to the bed,
holding aside the curtain and gesturing for me to climb in. She followed
behind and arranged herself on the bed, her head on the pillow, her long
hair flowing to the side.  She stretched and looked like all the world like
a white tiger.

She held her arms out and I let them draw me in.  We kissed and fondled and
caressed.  Her long legs entwined with mine shorter ones.  After a while
she said,

"Darling, if I ask you to use your mouth to pleasure me, will you know what
to do?"

"I think so."

"Hmm, wonderful. Please, use your wonderful lips and tongue to make love to
me."

I began by kissing my way from her throat to between her tits.  Then I
brushed my lips over the nipples and then kept kissing down her body,
feeling the short soft hair above her pussy and then reaching heaven.  She
let her legs drift apart and I settled down between them and began a soft
slow exploration of the puffy lips and the hard nub that protruded from the
top of them.  I must have been doing something right because the whole time
she was making soft noises and running her slender fingers through my hair.

When I flicked my tongue across the nub she stiffened and then settled
back, her hands now pulling me tighter in and I used my lips and began
sucking on it like a nipple.  Her legs began to push in around my body and
it felt great, all that warmth and skin.  After a while she put pressure on
my head and I moved down along the slit between her lips, pushing my tongue
in, loving the taste of her.  Much better than my own, I thought.  When I
got to the bottom I pushed in more and I was able to get all of my tongue
up insider her.

By now her ass was off the bed and she was grinding her pussy against my
face and my cock was hard as steel and without warning she began to buck
and her throaty voice rose an octave or so as she gave voice to her
pleasure.  Her body continued to buck as I pushed my tongue in and out, her
nub rubbing on my face.  Finally her body fell back on the bed, her legs
going limp, her hands sliding off my head.  I slid my tongue out and I
raised my head to look up along her body, past those incredible tits and to
her face.  Her eyes were closed, her head was to the side, her chest was
heaving and I was scared.  I had no idea what her state of health was.

I knelt up and said,

"Lia, are you alright?"

"Hmmmm, what, oh, darling, I am oh so right.  That was just heavenly.  What
a boy, no, young man you are. Come to me."

I crawled up along side her and she took hold of me and pulled me down and
kissed my hard as her tongue tasted her own pussy juices.  I settled onto
my side and put my arm and leg over her as we made out.  When she felt
satisfied she put her head back on the pillow and said,

"Hmm, it's been a very long time since I've tasted myself on such a sweet
pair of lips.  Now, I have a surprise for you.  Lay back on your back and
stretch out."

I did as I was told.  My aching hard cock was flat against my belly,
pointed at my chin.  Lia rolled up onto her knees with incredible agility
and then threw one leg over my hips and brought her pussy down to rub on my
cock.  I groaned as I looked up to see that long slender, perfectly white
body rising up above me, the big tits hanging down, her black hair
seemingly everywhere.  She raised up and took hold of my cock and held it
straight up as she positioned her pussy so the head rubbed on the lips and
then she started to sit down.

Effortlessly, the head slipped between the swollen lips and the feeling was
amazing, better than anything we had done before.  Smoothly, she dropped
down until her ass was resting on my thighs.  She looked down at me with
burning eyes of blue and she began to fuck herself with my cock.  My hands
first went to her thighs but were finally drawn to her tits.  They filled
my hands and overflowed, the hard nipples pressing into my palms.  She
grabbed my wrists and held them tight, pressing my hands harder against
them.  I was afraid I was going to leave bruises. Her head dropped back,
her long hair cascading down her back, brushing against my thighs.

The feel of her wet tight pussy on my cock was sending signals to every
part of my body.  Her hip movement changed from riding up and down to
staying fully embedded and now being rocked back and forth.  How long we
continued like this I had no idea, I simply know I didn't want it to ever
stop, but I knew it would and I could feel the end coming.  I managed to
mumble,

"Lia, I'm going to cum again."

"Go ahead, darling, fill me up with your warm sweet cum.  Don't worry,
nothing can come of it."

I felt her press down harder as she ground on my cock and I lost control.
My hips pushed up against her but she didn't yield and I started to fire my
load into the tight hot space that I didn't ever want to leave.  I grunted
as I came and then realized that Lia was cumming again as well, as her head
whipped her hair around and her tits throbbed against my hands.

I finally shot my last few drops and then melted back into the bed.  She
likewise came back down to earth and slumped forward onto me, her tits
pressing into my chest, her head resting next to mine.  I brought my arms
up and around her and just held her too me.  After a bit, she slid her
pussy off my cock and she rolled off of me to lie at my side.  Our combined
breathing was heavy for a while but eventually it tapered off.  I opened my
eyes and looked over to see her brilliant blue ones fixed on my face.  When
we made eye contact, she smiled that warm and loving smile and said,

"Darling, you are the find of a lifetime.  How old you are makes no
difference, not in this place.  Am I being foolish to hope that this won't
be the one and only time for us?"

"You might have to chase me away with a stick.  This is more than I could
have ever imagined.  But what is it about me that is of any interest to
you?  Girls at school don't even look at me."

"Don't ever make the mistake of judging who you are by what some children
do or don't do. You have so much to offer, a kind heart and a gentle soul.
And what you showed me this morning, puts most full grown men to shame.
Don't you worry about them.  We have each other now," and then she leaned
in and kissed me until I stopped caring about anything else.

After she kissed my cares away, she settled down and we drifted off into a
light doze for awhile, me cuddled up against her like spoons in a drawer.
It must have been around lunch time when we woke up.

"Would you like something to eat, darling?" she purred in my ear.

"Um, yes, actually, I'm pretty hungry."

"Then come with me.  I'm famished, myself," she replied.

I followed her off the bed and then we walked naked down to the kitchen,
ignoring the cast off clothes in the small room down the hall.  She sat me
down at the table and I watched in fascination as her smooth white body
moved around the room, her taught firm ass flexing and her big boobs
bouncing.  When she turned and saw me, she smiled.

"You like?" she asked, almost girlishly.

"No, I love.  You move in ways that I can't describe."

I wasn't sure in that light, but it looked like she blushed.  She brought
our lunch to the table and sat down close to me, her leg touching mine.  We
were about half way done when she said something that almost made me choke.

"So, darling, are you feeling bewitched yet?"

When I finished coughing she rubbed my back and kissed my cheek.

"I'm sorry, darling, that was unfair of me.  But I guess you have heard the
rumors?"

"Well, yeah, when we first moved in, but I thought it was a load of crap
and ignored it," he said.

"If so, that speaks very well of you, better than most.  But you have to
admit it does appear plausible, yes.  The reclusiveness, the herbs, all
that?"

"Yeah, but that also means, every old woman with a wart on her nose is a
witch too, right?  And what's that all about.  If someone is a witch and
can do magic, shouldn't she be able to get rid of warts.  Or change things
so that she can be out in the sun without burning up, right?"

"So you would think.  And I'm so very pleased that you do think."

"Although, after this morning, I think you might have cast a spell on me,"
and when she looked at me in surprise I leaned in and for the first time,
initiated a kiss.

It seemed to please her no end.  After we ate she took me to another room
on the second floor that held a very large tub, the old kind that stood on
it's own four legs.  She put in some oil and some herbs and began to fill
it with water.  We kissed and fondled each other as the warm water rose and
the fragrances filled the air.  As the gentleman I was, I held her hand as
she got in.  Damn, that looked so sexy and then I followed.

At first we sat face to face and used the water to rub each other down,
cleaning away any sweat or other 'residue' from the morning. Then she had
me turn around and sit with my back to her.  I wound up between her legs,
my upper back against her tits and my head on her shoulder.  She was using
her long arms and hands to caress my chest and stomach.  My cock was hard
as a rock by she purposely avoided it. Then we switched around and I wound
up massaging those magnificent tits and then rubbing her belly and thighs.
I did manage to run my hand across her pussy several times and she cooed
and wiggled when I did.

We stayed in the water until it cooled off and when we stood I could see
that even after all that soaking, her skin didn't get all pruney and
wrinkled.  I saw that mine hadn't either.  She saw me looking and said,

"The oil and herbs keeps that from happening."

I felt so relaxed after that that I didn't really care what was going to
happen but she ended the day on a wonderful note by crouching down by the
tub and sucking my cock until I shot my load into her mouth for her to
swallow.  She had been rubbing her clit and she came heavily just as I was
finishing up.  When she was done I helped her stand and we shared another
cummy kiss, our naked bodies pressed together.

We went down stairs and I got dressed again, but she chose to stay naked.
When I pulled my shirt on I noticed the fragrance from the stuff in the
bath water.

"Uh, oh, what am I going to tell my mom about the smell?"

"Just say that you helped me move some packages of my herbs and some
clothes that were stored with them.  And give her the bottle I'll send home
with you.  It's some of the bath oil.  She'll like it," she said with a
smile.

"Thanks."

"No, darling.  Thank you, for a day unlike any I've ever had.  And I mean
that. There's something about you and I haven't figured it out yet, but I
would love to spend a long time doing so.  Just remember, this is our
little secret, yes."

"Oh, no," I replied, "you could only be a very big secret."

And before I left I was given another soul burning kiss and a bottle of
herbal bath oil.  Suffice to say I did go back and as it turned out we
would spend two days working for every full day spent having sex.  And on
the days we worked, when we had finished up, I was treated to the most
delicious blow job imaginable.  Being the horny teen I was, sex everyday
was not only not a problem but something to be savored.  For Lia, she
seemed content to save it up for every third day, but ohmigod what those
days were like.  It took almost all summer at that rate to get the house
taken care off but when we were done a lot of stuff had been sent to the
dump but a lot of pretty valuable stuff had been uncovered, to include some
very well preserved Civil War weaponry, documents with now rare stamps on
them, well preserved clothes that were eagerly bought up by a museum.

All told, all of the items held for sale from both the basement and the
attic brought in around fifty thousand dollars.  So when above the hourly
pay I was receiving she handed me a check for five thousand, I almost fell
over.

"My darling, you are worth far more than this to me, but it seemed the fair
amount based on our prior agreement."

"Lia, at this point I would have done it for nothing.  This summer has been
beyond anything anyone could ever hope for."

"I'm so pleased to hear that," she said and she proceeded to wrap me up and
kiss me breathless.

Now, during the course of my working for Lia I met a few of the people that
would come by to buy her herbs.  A few were woman that brought them for
their own use, but one in particular was a older teen, Asian or at least in
part.  She was short, around five two, had a round face with very
attractive features and a nice figure.  She would come by every two or
three weeks for a package of this or that to be used by whatever store she
worked for.  Something about soaps and candles.  She was always greeted
very warmly and when she was introduced to me, she actually seemed
interested in who I was and what I was doing.  Her name was Linda.

"It's very nice to meet you, Cliff," she said, "it's so great that you're
helping Lia out.  She's talked about this for a while now."

She told me she was going to be a senior this upcoming year and when I
mentioned that I would be starting at the high school myself she actually
smiled and said she'd look for me.  So I wasn't really too surprised that
on a day near the end of summer, when Lia had me over to give me some
instruction in how to properly handle herbs, some of which were rather
fragile, that I heard Linda's voice as she pushed open the garden gate.

"Hey there, you two.  Uh oh, time for lessons, huh?"

"Yes, my dear, my protege here is taking his first steps into the fine art
of herb gardening.  I have very high hopes, he has very good hands, and a
gentle way about him."

"I can see where that would be a good thing," Linda said with a bit of a
smirk.

Still being not yet fifteen I couldn't help but blush.  Linda laughed and
Lia smiled and ran her fingers down the side of my face making me blush
more.  Linda came over and talked to Lia about something that I didn't
recognize so while I tended to the bush as I was instructed, they went to a
far corner of the yard and examined a low flat bush.  Then they came back.

"I'm sorry, Linda, as you can see it's just not ready yet. You need to
explain to Elanor that you just can't rush nature.  I'd say two more
weeks."

"I know, Lia, I'm sorry, but I have to be able to say I saw them and that
they aren't ready yet."

"Say, would you like some lunch"?

"Oh, that would be great, I'm starved," Linda replied.

I just nodded, as lunch with Lia was an everyday event.  I thought
something was a little odd when places were set all on one side of the
table.  It was certainly long enough but it was going to make any
conversation a bit awkward.  I was put in the middle, Linda to my right and
Lia sat on my left after she put the food out. As usual I could feel the
warmth of her leg against mine but after about ten minutes I felt something
on my right side.  A bare foot was slow rubbing along the outside of my
ankle and calf.

I looked casually to my right but Linda gave no hint of what she was doing.
I had no idea how Lia would react if she caught the girl playing footsie
with me and it was making me nervous.  Then I felt the same thing on the
left.  Instead of just the steady pressure, a warm, and very agile foot was
caressing my bare ankle and lower leg right up to my knee.  All the while
the most innocent of conversations was taking place.  Lia must have finally
figured out what was going because she leaned forward and said to Linda,

"Are you having fun down there, young lady?"

"Oh, yes," Linda replied, looking around me with a grin, "he has such nice
legs and he's trying so hard not to let each of us know what the other is
doing."

"I told you what a wonderful young man he is, didn't I?" Lia said as she
draped a long arm around my shoulder and pulled me close so she could give
me one of those lip burning kisses of hers.

"Ooo, that looks like so much fun.  How about one for me?" Linda cooed.

Lia looked at her and said,

"From me or from him?"

"Both of course, him first," Linda said with a wicked little grin, then she
grabbed my shoulders, pulled me away from Lia and planted a very
enthusiastic kiss on my lips.

Her style was different from Lia's.  It was full of vim and vigor and lots
of enthusiasm.  It didn't have the burn that Lia's did but it did have
something that reached right down to my cock and balls.  The way she was
simultaneously sucking on my tongue and flicking the tip of hers against
the tip of mine might have had something to do with it.  When she finally
let go I was out of breath.  She then bounced up and went around me and
shared a scorcher with Lia.  I wasn't left out though because Lia's hand
was running over my crotch and lower stomach while Linda had her hand on
the back of my head, caressing me with her small but talented fingers.

When the two ladies finally came up for air, Lia smiled and said,

"My darlings, I think it's time for us to move this to somewhere more
comfortable."

"Oooh, yes, the big bed?" Linda asked.

Lia just smiled and I wondered how Linda knew about the big bed. I was
hauled up out of my chair and led by both hands to the second bedroom where
I had had so much fun and learned so much.  As soon as the door closed I
had two pairs of hands on me, one pair long fingered, pale and delicate.
The other smaller, golden and very insistent.  I was naked in no time.

"Ohh, what a gorgeous cock you have, Cliffy."

Yup, Cliffy.  From that point on I was Cliffy to Linda.  Thank god I was
still Lia's darling.

"It is lovely isn't, dear.  And wait until you find out what he can do with
it," Lia said before she began kissing me as she started to shed her own
dress.

Linda did a pretty fair job at the hundred yard strip and in a blink she
was naked and kneeling at my feet, kissing and licking my cock and balls.
Lia offered me one of those magnificent tits of hers and I began sucking on
it while I squeezed and fondled the other.  Lia held my head close to her
and moaned a bit, then said,

"This is lovely, my dears, but let's take advantage of the bed since it's
right here."

Linda quickly stood and using my cock as a handle gently urged me to follow
her to the side of the bed where she pulled back the curtain.  Lia smiled
indulgently as she followed along, her hand caressing my naked ass.  Once
on the bed, we settled into a horizontal version of what we had just been
doing.  I was laying on my back. Linda was on her knees between my legs,
working on my cock and balls with her mouth and hands.  Lia was laying
alongside me, her tits in my face, my mouth wrapped around a hard nipple,
her finger tips playing with mine.

With the one hand I had along the same side as Lia, I searched for and
found her wet lips and hard clit and I began to give them some attention.
With her head so close to mine I was able to hear the gasps and she pressed
her tits harder against my face.  Linda had begun seriously sucking my cock
and it was pretty obvious that she had had some experience.  Again,
different from Lia's but wonderful for it's enthusiasm, energy, and
creative technique.  After a while Lia said,

"I think it's time that Linda got some attention, don't you think so,
darling?"

With her tits pulled away I was able to answer in the affirmative.  So I
sat up, pulled on Linda's shoulders and got her off my cock.

"Let's switch," was all I said, or needed to.

She smiled and moved so we could get into position.  I laid down between
Linda's short, firm legs and began to toy with the lips of her completely
bare pussy.  As she lay propped against the pillows she said,

"Ohhh, that feels so nice, Cliffy.  You have wonderful hands."

Lia, who was reclining beside her, one hand lazily caressing the girl's
thigh said,

"What until you feel what his mouth can do."

"Oh, yeaaaa," Linda said as she snuggled against Lia, who wrapped an arm
around her shoulders and draped a leg over the girls.

I leaned my head in and attacked he clit with vigor.  Since she seemed to
like being all energetic I thought she might like a more active approach.
From the reaction I had to assume I was right.  Her hips flexed and lifted
her ass off the mattress.

"Oh, fuck, that feels soooo good. Yes, baby, just like that."

And so I kept it up, just like that.  Lia was playing with one of the girls
tits and she leaned over and down and began kissing her as well.  I shifted
my attack and began licking and sucking her pussy lips, then plunged my
tongue up inside her wet tunnel and then back to sucking and licking her
clit.  We went through several rounds of this when all of a sudden her hips
bucked and then went rigid, her hands clamped on my head and she began
screaming into Lia's mouth.  This went on for what seemed like quite a
while and then she went limp.

I gave her a few more licks to get some more of the tangy juices she had
flooded me with and then looked up.  Her head was resting on one of Lia's
tits and my lady was looking at me with those devilish eyes.

"You did a wonderful job, darling.  I hope you'll have some of that for me
later."

"You can count on it."

"Omigod, omigod, omigod," Linda was saying. "That was so amazing.  My pussy
is still on fire."

"I think it needs something else than, don't you, darling?" Lia asked.

I knew what she was thinking.  She got Linda to move so that the girl was
reclining between Lia's spread legs, her back against those big tits and
Lia's long arms wrapped around her waist.  I knee walked my way into
position and my hard cock was straining in the direction of Linda's bare
pussy.  I looked at her and she nodded with a expectant look on her face.
I leaned forward, resting my hands on the bed on either side of Lia's hips
and brought the head of my cock to those drenched lips.

Linda gave a little moan and moved her hips a bit and I applied more
pressure. The head pushed the lips aside and began to move in.  While not
having much experience myself, it seemed obvious that this little girl was
tight so I took my time and used a back and forth motion to work my way
past any resistance.  She seemed to like that because I heard her say so, a
number of times.

"Oh, yes, Cliffy, that feels so good, so wonderful.  You're so gentle and
so big. Oh god, yes, keep doing that," and so on.

I would look at Lia and she was smiling that warm loving smile,
occasionally letting her tongue come out to caress her lips.  God, that
woman was sexier than hell.  Finally, I bottomed out, my balls touching
Linda's hot little ass and she reached around to grab my ass cheeks and
just held me tight for a bit.

"Oh, Cliffy, I love how your cock feels in my pussy.  Oh, shit, I've never
felt this way before.  Hmmm, please fuck me now."

I began to move my cock in and out, slowly at first and then with more
speed and force.  Lia tightened her grip on the girl's body and Linda
leaned her head back to rest on Lia's chest.  It was so incredibly hot I
had no idea how long I could last but it did seem to go on for a fair
amount of time.  At least long enough for Linda to scream her way through
two more orgasms, and I wasn't sure but I think Lia had a small one
herself.  At one point she let her head fall back and she was biting her
lips a bit.  Finally, I couldn't take anymore and I said,

"Fuck, I"m gong to cum."

"Pull out, darling, don't cum inside her," Lia directed so I pulled my cock
out just as it started to pump streams of heavy white cream.

It sprayed up Linda's body.  The second shot went so far as to hit Lia's
shoulder which made her laugh.  Linda was exclaiming as each shot of warm
fluid hit her skin.  When I finally finished and sat back on my heels, my
still rigid dick dripping, Lia crooked a finger at me and gestured for me
to stand at her side.  I did so and she brought my cock to her lips and
licked and sucked all the residual cum out of me.

Linda lay wrapped in my lover's arms and wasn't saying anything.  Her eyes
were closed but she was smiling.  Lia leaned her head down and whispered in
the girl's ear.  The her eyes opened and she looked up at me.

"Oh, Cliffy, lover, that was just so incredible.  I don't have a lot of
experience in this but I can't imagine it being better than that.  Your
cock is so beautiful and fills me up so much.  And all this cum, my
goodness," she said as she dipped a finger tip in one of the streaks across
her tits and put it in he mouth.  "Hmm, tasty."

Then she got a bit more and offered it to Lia who licked it and said,

"Yes, I love the taste," Lia agreed.  "Now, young lady, you need to come
with me. We'll clean you up.  Darling, just stay here and we'll be right
back.  Rest up."

So they carefully got off the bed to prevent any cum from dripping off and
I laid down and just concentrated on how warm the bed felt and how
wonderful the fragrance was.  I may have dozed off a bit because when I
heard Lia's voice calling from outside the bed curtain I jerked a bit and
then almost fell out of the bed when I saw what was coming my way.
Somewhere Lia must have had a store of clothes for lack of a better word.

She was dressed in a corset that pushed her big tits up and out into the
most incredible cleavage I ever saw.  Her panties were brief but made a
very big statement.  She had on stockings that required garter straps from
the corset and some sort of floor length gown or robe or whatever that was
open at the front but really covered up nothing it was so sheer. And it
looked like she was wearing at least four inch heels.  And it was all in a
pale pink that went very well with her ultra pale skin.

Linda had gone another route.  She was all in black.  She wore a push up
bra, a matching thong covered with a sheer nightie.  She had on thigh high
stockings with a raised pattern and knee high boots that laced up the front
in a shiny black leather.  Her boots must have had six inch heels and some
sort of platform at the toe.  How she stayed upright is beyond me.

"What, what's going on?" I stammered out.

"Don't worry, darling, nothing sinister.  You've done such wonderful things
for us, made us feel so good, so loved and desired, we've decided to do
something special for you.  Come with us," she said, holding out her hand.

I climbed off the bed and with my cock still erect and leading me along, I
took her hand.  Linda came up along side, now taller than I was and hooked
her arm in mine. Her eyes smoldered and her smile suggested interesting
times to come.  I looked over and up at Lia and said,

"Geez, like you weren't tall enough already?"

She laughed and smiled and said,

"Just some props for setting the mood. Don't worry, darling.  I think
you'll love this.  Embrace the adventure, darling."

So, bracketed by two very sexy vixens, I was escorted up to the third floor
and to a door that seemed oddly out of place.  Whatever room it opened into
was facing the backyard and it looked like the room would occupy the full
width of the house.  Lia swung the door open and urged me in with a gentle
hand on my back, both she and Linda following me in.  I got in about three
steps and pulled up short.  It was a large room and like no other in the
house.  It did have the subdued lighting I had become so accustomed to. But
it was enhanced with a number of candles, several in lanterns with red
glass.

To one side, a platform had been raised up about a foot and half off the
floor and it was covered in shiny red fabric and a number of cushions.  It
must have been four times the size of Lia's bed.  There was a large
cushioned chair, several couches and a couple of different sling-like
things hanging from chains from the ceiling.  But what, or should I say
who, really got my attention was standing in the middle of the room,
looking at us with a wide smile.  She appeared to be a tall, darker
complexioned woman, probably Latin, with shoulder length hair, which,
surprisingly, appeared to be ash blonde.  Her lips were brilliant red as
was her outfit.

Similar in style to Lia's it was a corset, stockings, boots like Linda's
but in read leather and the biggest shocker of all, was since she wore no
panties or any other covering, was the largish, although soft, cock hanging
over a good sized pair of balls.

"Hello, my friends," she said in a distinct Latin accent.  "This handsome
young fellow must be Cliff.  It's a pleasure to meet you, amigo."

She walked toward us as she said this.  I was the only one naked and it
seems like I was the center of everyone's attention.  Lia's hand was still
on my back, but was now rubbing up and down.  Linda was holding on to one
arm while she played with my ass with her free hand.  The lady with the
cock was looking me up and down, mostly down since with boots and all she
topped me by at least three inches.  I was definitely feeling a bit
overwhelmed at this point.

"Darling, this is Maria. She's one of my dearest friends, and a truly
wonderful girl."

"But she has, a, you know," I tried to say.

"She has a big, gorgeous cock, you mean, Cliffy," Linda offered from my
side as she kissed my face.

"Um, yeah, I guess so."

"Darling, Maria happens to be a pre operative transsexual.  Do you know
what that means?"

"Um, I think so.  Someone who's born male, but believes they are really
female so they start to make the physical change but don't go all the way."

"That's about right, baby," Maria said, "but lucky for you, I do go all the
way," she finished with a laugh and then leaned in to kiss me on the lips.

My third experience with kissing and again a different one.  Maria was slow
and soft, not much movement, more of a sucking feeling with tongue added.
And a bit of bite on the lower lip at the end.

"Come with me, darling.  I want to tell you something before we all get
started."

Linda let go of my arm and exchanged a hug and kiss with Maria.  It was
obvious they knew each other.  Lia led me to the big cushioned chair and
sat me down, then perched on the heavily padded arm.

"What I've said to you before when we've been kissing and making love about
it being so long and such, is absolutely true.  It has been a very long
time since I've had a man in my life.  A long time ago, for reasons which I
may or may not share with you at some point, I decided that I needed to
look at alternatives, I guess you'd say, to the traditional man/woman
relationship.  Linda and Maria are two of those people who have come to
mean much in my life," she said and we both looked over to see Linda
crouched down, balanced some how on those boots, with Maria's cock in her
mouth, a cock that was growing quickly.

"But what I said to you about how I saw you that first day and the kinds of
feelings that you caused me to feel, that was all true as well.  I don't
know why, or how, or what will come of it, but everything we do, that I
share with you, is meant to bring you more fully into my life. Can you
understand that and accept it?"

I looked up into those amazing blue eyes, which seemed to be pleading with
me in a way and said,

"I think so.  I know I wouldn't want to change any of this.  And besides,
what horny teenage boy wouldn't want to trade places with me.  Let the
adventure begin."

Lia laughed, then slid off the chair arm and with some knee bending and
leaning over, she got her lips on mine, her long hair cascading over us
both.  When she stood up again, towering over me, she said,

"Now you just sit there and enjoy the show for a while.  And keep your
hands off that, you'll be taken care off soon enough."

She then turned and moved off to join her two special friends.  I could see
that Linda was now working on a truly amazing cock. The damn thing looked
ten inches long and as big around as my wrist.  The smaller girl had two
hands on it and was working on maybe four inches in her mouth.  Lia came to
stand next to Maria and began kissing her and fondling her big tits.  Maria
reciprocated.

I spent the next half hour in that chair, watching as these three
incredible women went at each other in every conceivable way, at least that
I could think of.  It wasn't long after Lia joined them that they wound up
on the platform in a wild threeway.  Linda soon had Maria's massive cock
trying to work it's way into her pussy.  I remember how tight it was and
thought she was a very brave girl.  After a bit of that it was Lia's turn
and I have to admit I was jealous that some other cock was getting inside
her pussy, but I also knew that Maria was probably doing this long before I
came around.

I was proud however to see that she was able to take it all and doing so
while Linda sat on her face.  And yes, Maria got to dump her load up inside
Lia like I had so many times this summer.  When she pulled out her cock
Linda went after it with her tongue and mouth cleaning it up.  Then she
dove in to start licking up what she could from Lia's pussy.  That was one
nasty little girl, I loved it.

Once her cock was clean, Maria got up off the platform and strutted her way
to me. She stood there in front of me, her semi hard cock almost at eye
level and she said,

"You have made Lia very happy, amigo.  That makes me very happy and I want
to show you how much I appreciate this."

Then she knelt down and with her hands on my bare thighs she dipped her
head down, captured my rigid dick and swallowed it to the root.  I almost
came right then and there but I did everything I could to keep my control.
She applied incredible suction and her tongue lashed across the head like a
soft wet whip.  Her hands were gripping my thighs with her fingertips just
touching my balls.  I was pushing back into the cushions of the chair back
and my hands came up and rested on her head.  I wasn't sure how she'd take
it but she moaned a bit around my cock and so I just kept them there,
moving them around in the thick soft blond hair.

At some point, Lia and Linda had ended their play and had come over and
each one perched on a chair arm. Their hands were busy playing with my
chest, Maria's back and ass and even the hair on my head.  At one point a
long slender finger ran a tip along my lips and I licked it and pulled it
into my mouth and I sucked on it. Finally I couldn't take it any more and I
warned I was going to fire my second load of the day.  Maria responded by
locking her lips around the shaft just behind the head and gripping the
lower shaft tightly.

Then my hips bucked and I began to fire stream after stream of thick cum
into her mouth.  I could hear her gulping rapidly but then I was distracted
when Lia claimed my lips with hers and Linda licked my nipples.  With all
of that it took some time for me to settle back down. When I did, Maria was
sitting back on her heels, looking at me with a broad grin, her dark eyes
dancing.

"Magnifico, what a wonderful mouthful and more.  Lia, you were so right.  I
need to find such a young man."

"Yes, you should, although I don't think my darling would mind if I shared
him with you once in a while."

Linda looked at me in dismay and said,

"Hey, go easy, you'll spread him too thin."

"Don't worry, dear, I'm sure you'll have plenty of opportunities to play
with him, right my darling?"

I could only smile and nod. Linda looked back at me with a wink and a lick
of her lips.  Maria stood up, her massive cock now nearly fully hard. She
looked down at me and said,

"Perhaps the darling boy would like to try something new and different?"

My eyes popped as Maria took a step so that her feet were underneath the
front of the chair.

"What do you think, darling?  Would you like to try something new?" Lia
asked.

Linda reached out and took hold of the big cock and aimed it straight at
me, while nodding her encouragement.  I shrugged a bit and figured
everything this summer has been new and strange, so why not this.  I leaned
forward and let my tongue come out and slowly wipe across the tip.  I
tasted something salty and sweet, sorta like a chocolate coated pretzel.
Then I licked down the shaft and when my tongue met Linda's hand I licked
that too, which caused her to giggle.  The I trailed my tongue back up and
swirled the head again.  Finally I opened my mouth and took in the head.
Damn, that thing was huge.  But something about having this woman's big
cock head in my mouth sent all kinds of signals through me and soon my own
cock was hard and pointing straight up.

I felt a small hand grip it and I knew Linda was wanting more so I took
hold of the big dick myself and quickly I felt a mouth on my cock.  I
started to apply to Maria's cock what she and Lia and Linda had done to
mine and soon I heard the Latin woman saying things in Spanish that I hoped
were good things. When I looked up at her her smile was wide and her eyes
were closed.  I tried to get more in and I was able to get maybe five
inches before the head bumped what ever it is that makes you gag and then I
backed off a bit.  I kept up the suction, the licking, the stroking and the
ball play.

I felt a gentle hand on the back of my head and when I looked up again Lia
had leaned forward and was working on Maria's nipples with her mouth.  I
lost myself in the multiple sensations and finally Maria let out a little
yelp and I felt a squirt hit the back of my throat.  More out of surprise
than need, I pulled off her cock and the second shot hit my chin and neck,
but I wanted to prove I was up to the challenge so I got the head back in
and let her drain the rest of her load right into my mouth.  It was hot and
sticky and tasted odd but good.  She had her hands on my head now and her
whole body seemed to be straining.

Then my balls pulled up tight and I began to fire my third load of the day
into Linda's mouth.  There wasn't so much this time and she gamely
swallowed it down.  When I was done cumming, Maria had finished and her
cock was shrinking a bit.  I let it pop from my mouth and I leaned back.
Linda was licking up the last of my cum and smiling at me.  Lia took hold
of Maria's arm and led her over to the platform. Linda took my hand and did
likewise.  I was pushed and prodded until I was laying propped up by a
number of pillows, the two older women took up position on both sides of me
and Linda lay at my feet.  I had three pairs of hands caressing me and
three pairs of lips kissing me softly here and there.

I felt like a king or some desert sheik with his harem.  Maria was the
first to comment.

"That was the first time you ever sucked a cock, Cliff, yes?"

"Yes, Maria it was, and I couldn't think of a better first time," I
replied.

That got me kisses all around. Maria looked over the top of me at Lia and
said,

"We will do this again, yes?"

"Oh, indeed we will.  And soon.  I think it's time I did more socializing,"
she said with a smile.

We all agreed this was a good idea and we relaxed for a while and then
Maria said she needed some more playing so she coaxed me into straddling
her hips as she lay back and we and put our cocks together and stroked and
ground them together until they were dripping precum. Lia and Linda engaged
in some heavy sixty-nining until they decided they needed something more.
Linda grabbed me and pulled me on top of her while Lia took my place
astride Maria, only she took that big cock and sat down on it, taking it
all the way up her pussy.

Linda opened her legs to me and I brought the head of my cock to her
leaking pussy lips.  She wrapped her legs around mine and got her arms
around my shoulders and pulled me down so that as my cock began pushing
into her pussy, her tongue slid between my lips and we began a slow steady
fucking.  It was really wonderful and after all the manic combinations of
the day, it was a really great way to end it. It was like we were making
love and it made me wonder if it was possible to feel that way about two
different women.

We were sort of lost in each other but when we heard both Lia and Maria
start to climax together, it struck a chord in us and Linda began to buck
her hips and scream into my neck so I pulled my cock out and began to shoot
a very reduced load onto her belly.  It took a half an hour before we felt
strong enough to get up and pull ourselves together to say our farewells.

Maria kissed me and said that she was looking forward to our next meeting
for there was still a lot she wanted to do with me.  Linda almost cracked
my ribs she hugged me so hard and said that she would look for me at
school.  As I was getting ready to go home, Lia took my face in both hands
and looked at me with those bright blue eyes.

"Why is it that I see things when I look at you, darling?  Why do I see us
together forever?  What secrets do you hold in here," she said, placing her
hand over my heart, "that has me so completely bound to you?"

She was so serious when she said this, all I could do was look back and
say,

"Maybe it's magic?"

She didn't laugh or frown or shake her head, she simply said,

"A magic most profound then."

Summer ended shortly thereafter and I had to go back to school, to the high
school. As promised Linda was looking for me.  As I got off the bus, I
didn't make it ten feet before I was hit by a short, dark hair whirlwind
that hugged me, kissed my cheek and then hooked my arm to escort me to the
entrance.  I got a lot of looks that day, people wondering who the newbie
was that was getting all that attention from the cute little senior.  I
didn't care. If they only knew the adventures we would be sharing, mostly
as part of Lia's 'socializing' but sometimes on our own. Lia knew and
approved.  She liked the idea that her two young darlings as she called us
had each other beyond the big Victorian.

Life progressed happily all through high school.  Linda stayed local and
she and I were quite the item around town, although no one could figure out
why.  It was also funny when I would come across some of the friends of
Lia's circle that I had met in very intimate circumstances.  Like the time
a tall beautiful Latina with blond hair walked past me and my dad in one of
the big box stores and she gave me wide smile and a very obvious wink.

She couldn't stop laughing about it when next we got together, even when I
had my cock buried in her tight ass.  She was and is quite the gal.  All
the happiness came crashing down late in the summer after I graduated from
high school.  My dad, who was always worried about everyone else, wasn't
paying enough attention to himself and he suffered a massive and fatal
heart attack while at work. The doctor said he was probably dead before he
hit the floor.  Mom and I were devastated, but she was much worse.  They
had been such pals and now it was over.  She didn't want to stay in the old
house anymore.  She was looking to move to be closer to her sister and my
four cousins.  I didn't know what to do.

My mom would most likely need me around, but I couldn't bear to think about
leaving Lia.  She was amazing about it all.  She even came to the graveside
funeral.  She stood at the back, completely dressed in mourning black,
covered head to toe.  Linda and Maria were also there, one to either side
of her.  Providentially, it was a very overcast day.  She made no demands
on my time or body. When we were together in those first few weeks after, I
would be wrapped in those long pale arms, her head resting against mine.
It was a month before we engaged in anything sexual and that was her giving
me a slow, loving blow job when she noticed me getting anxious one evening.

Several weeks later, after we had resumed our lovemaking, although it still
tended to be low key and loving, we were lying together in the big bed when
she kissed my cheeks and said,

"Darling, do you believe in magic?"

"What, like the kind with a capital 'M', abracadabra and wands and potions?
I don't know.  I've never seen it done, so I can't say I know it exists.
But I guess I'd say I believe in the possibility of everything, it's just a
matter of probability. I guess I think real magic isn't very probable.
Maybe small magic is. Like with us.  How can we explain what we have?
Maybe that's magic."

She squeezed me tighter and kissed my hair again and said,

"Perhaps.  I know you are trying to make a very difficult decision and I
haven't wanted to try and influence you while you were still in such pain.
But I have to tell you, I am deeply, desperately in love with you.  As I've
said before it started that day when you first came into my yard, and I
don't know how or why, just that I am.  And I can' bear the thought of you
leaving.  But you must do what is right for you.  Just know that if you
decide to stay, I want to you stay here, with me, to live together and
share our lives now and forever."

I turned my head and I saw the love and desire and yes, fear in those
brilliant blue eyes.  I knew how she felt because I felt the same way.  But
I never thought she would offer that.

"You'd want me here, all the time?  Like we were married?"

"Better than married.  They would be no words on paper holding us together.
Only words in our hearts."

"That would be amazing, but I need time to think about it," I said.

"I understand, darling."

The next day I had my answer.  I was talking to my mom and she asked me
what I was going to do.  I told her I thought I'd like to stay in town,
since I was already set to go to school part time.  She nodded and said,

"As much as I'd like for you to go with me, it actually works out better
like this. What with the divorce, your Aunt Suze is having a difficult time
of it, with four kids and little Freddie still so sick.  This way I can
move in with her and help with the kids full time."

"That makes sense.  You're the best mom there is and those guys would
really be lucky to have you there."

So we hugged and cried and laughed and within the week the 'For Sale' sign
was up and I was waving as my mom started the three hour drive to Aunt
Suze's house.  At least we wouldn't be that far away.  Twenty minutes later
I was moved into the big Victorian and Lia was happier than I had ever seen
her.  When I told her my decision after my talk with mom she completely
broke down.  All that strength and poise completely flowed out of her and
she threw herself at me and cried and cried.

Fortunately by then I had added about three inches in height and about
fifty pounds of muscle from all the work in the garden so I was able to
hold her up until she had cried herself out.  Then we sat and talked for a
while, and although she didn't tell me much, what she did tell me spoke of
heartache, desperation and despair.  I swore to myself that night that her
happiness would be my number one priority.  So far I think I've done pretty
well.

It took six months but the house finally sold and my mom set aside a
portion for me to use for my tuition.  Even now, when I look out the window
and see the neighbor's two boys shooting hoops, I can't help but see myself
down there, like a ghost on the sidelines watching.

The first weekend of my life in the big Victorian was a doozy.  Every
friend Lia had made an appearance at one time or another.  Some stayed the
whole weekend.  The big red room on the third floor was never idle.  What a
party.

So, here I am at twenty six, twelve years with Lia and she hasn't changed a
bit.  I've finished school with a degree in horticultural science and we
are considering the idea of opening a larger herb business, using
greenhouses.  The backyard will still be for individual costumers and small
businesses but the green house would be more commercial.  Linda is still
with us.  She moved into a small bedroom on the third floor, although we
almost always sleep together in the big bed.  Lia turned out to be a big
believer in the ability to love more than one person, and she seems very
happy, as are we all.  But I better wrap this up.  It's time for Lia's
ladies club as she calls it, to arrive and it looks to be a major event.
It's a good thing she has these herbs she gives me on days like this.  They
make me feel like a horny teenager again.  It's just like magic.