Lusting For Misty
Bewitched by desire
Seeing her naked in the moonlight, the light shining, showing the curve of her full breasts. She jumped in the pool for a little late-night skinny dip.
I traveled home from overseas, being there for many years, to see my parents. They had let a transfer student stay with them, and she ended up staying for good.
Her name is Misty, I haven’t seen her since she started 9th grade. She is an adult now and starting college this spring.
I couldn’t believe it when I saw her. She was striking, with her long dark hair, light chestnut skin, and the body of a goddess. Her eyes, though, will haunt me forever. There’s something behind those eyes.
Something that makes me lust for her, something mysterious and bewitching.
Later that evening, I helped her with after-dinner dishes. Standing next to her at the sink, rinsing dishes and putting them in the rack to dry. I took every opportunity to touch her.
Being careful, my parents didn’t notice, we flirted all evening. My parents would have thrown a fit if they knew.
Even though she wasn’t a blood relative, she was still considered family. It would be taboo for us to be together, but the lust I felt for her was stronger than any consequences.
I was in my old bedroom, thinking of her, trying to fall asleep. Hearing the dog bark, I looked out the window.
Seeing her naked in the moonlight, the light shining, showing the curve of her full breasts. She jumped in the pool for a little late-night skinny dip.
My cock swelled as I watched her frolic in the pool. I dreamed of going down there with her, taking her in my arms, and having my way with her. I needed to ravage her body, my lust for her growing by the second.
She walked seductively up the pool stairs. Standing facing my window, she took both hands, holding her breasts. Squeezing them, swirling her fingers around each hard nipple.
Turning around, she bent over, spreading her ass cheeks, showing me her round ass and what lays between. She put a robe on, covering herself.
I heard her coming up the stairs, then the bathroom door shut, and the shower faucet turned on.
I remembered when I was a young high school boy, I had put a peephole in my closet. I’d watch my cousins take showers as I wanked off in my closet.
Walking into my closet to see if it was still there, and it was. I looked through it and watched her. She lathered her body with bath gel, sliding her hands across her soapy breasts.
Sliding her hands down her flat tummy and over her mound. Stopping to swirl her fingers around her clit, sliding her fingers inside her pussy. Dipping them deeply in and out of her wet soapy cunt.
Leaning against the shower wall. She arched her pussy forward as she fucked her cunt, sliding her fingers across her clit.
I stroked my hard cock as I watched her orgasm, throwing her head back and moaning. She rinsed off and stepped out of the shower, covering herself with her robe.
Sitting on my bed, still stroking my cock. I hear a faint knock at the door. Opening the door just a crack, she stands in front of me with her robe hanging open. Taking her finger, she motions me to follow her.
Following her into her room, she lets the robe fall to the floor. Pulling my boxers to the floor, she takes my cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around my head.
Bobbing her head up and down my cock as she massaged my balls, I felt like I was going to explode. Taking her by the arm, I laid her back on her bed. Spreading her thighs wide, burying my face in her wet pussy.
Licking her lips, running my tongue between them. I licked and sucked her clit until her legs quivered, and she came on my face. Her body shuddered as I lapped up her sweetness.
My cock aching to be deep inside her, I put her legs on my shoulders and sank my hard rod balls deep. I plowed in and out of her pussy until I shot my hot jism deep inside her.
Collapsing on the bed, she crawled between my legs, taking my cock down her throat, sucking me hard again. It didn’t take long for my cock to become rock hard, her blow jobs were magical.
She straddled my cock, placing my head in her entrance, sliding her pussy down my cock. I pulled her to me, kissing her lips, my tongue probing inside her mouth.
Taking her breasts in my hands, I caressed and sucked her nipples as she ground her pussy on my cock.
Breathing heavily, she slammed her cunt up and down my cock. I could feel her pussy pulsating against my cock as a wave of orgasms took her over, her juices soaking both of us.
My cock was throbbing in her pussy, my orgasm on the edge of exploding inside her.
She took my cock in her mouth, sucking as she stroked my cock. My hot cream shooting in spurts in her mouth. She swallowed every bit, licking her lips.
Crawling up my body, she snuggled against me. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tight. She snapped her fingers, and the bedside lamp came on.
Looking around the room, I saw an altar with a bowl of spices and leaves, a skull, and candles. Hanging from her curtain rod were bundles of dried leaves hanging from old twine.
On her bedside table lay a witch’s book of spells. She looked at me with a mischievous grin.
Snapping her fingers, my cock began to swell…
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