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.