A Fragile Cup of Witch's Brew

"Fine," she answered.

I smiled at her, "You'll be my guest and I'll do my best to extend my kindest hospitality to you." I couldn't help but grin at her.

"Sax, that's so very nice of you. Thank you." She couldn't contain her knowing smirk.

We stopped at a large shopping mall in Sudbury.

Sybil walked in dressed in her black cloak and black lace up moccasins.

She walked out wearing jeans, a long sleeve shirt, sandals and a pair of sunglasses. In all we bought two pairs of jeans and one pair of dressier pants, she initially rejected the notion of wearing any underwear at all but then reluctantly agreed to allow me to buy one six-pack of cotton panties and one sports bra for her. We also bought a six-pack of socks, pantyhose in black and sheer, eight different tops, two thin sweaters, one light jacket, one pair of shorts, two belts, two skirts, one light summery dress, two pairs of shoes with fairly high heels, the sandals, one pair of running shoes and while I was off in a different part of the store finding the right sized suitcase, Sybil managed to find several bits of jewelry, a handbag, a pair of sunglasses and a pair of quality reading glasses with just the right amount of magnification. I lost the battle over make-up and nail polish. She vehemently refused any. In truth, she didn't need any anyway.

I knew she could pull off the normal look.

I also knew that my expense account would be seriously challenged back at Beeston Little. But in my research position at the firm, you've got to do what you got to do. Thigh high in ooze in a grassy lake or sitting outside the changing rooms at a Walmart in Sudbury, it's all in a day's work.

As we were carrying the shopping bags back to the car I suddenly realized something, "Sybil, we've got to go back."

"Why?"

"You're going to need a housecoat and slippers in the hospital. Pajamas too."

She didn't say anything. She just looked at me.

"They'll issue you one of those wrap-around thingies that will leave your bum exposed."

"Hmm..."

I opened the trunk and we stuffed the shopping bags in.

"Sax, I'll be fine with that."

"I won't be, come on let's go back." I closed the trunk and we headed back towards the mall doors. "How about a Barbie pink housecoat?"

"I don't think so."

"What's wrong with Barbie pink?"

"It will clash with my hair."

"Oooh, you said you didn't care what other people think."

"And you said you want normal."

Sybil picked out a shiny black housecoat with a red and yellow dragon emblazed on the back, black flip-flop type slippers and from the men's section a black flannel two piece pajama set. Left to her own devices, she just had to go witchy. I didn't say anything. I had to admit though, the black, red and yellow did go well with her orangy-red hair.

During the ride home Sybil just loved listening to the radio. She would change the channel within a split second of a commercial starting. And it didn't matter to her if it was pop or country, French or English, classical or hip-hop. She didn't care, as long as it was music.

We stopped in Barrie for a late night dinner at a Swiss Chalet, a national roast chicken chain. I had my usual order, a quarter chicken - dark meat and their fantastic fries all smothered in their tangy 'dipping sauce' gravy with a little ketchup that I added, a side salad with their own Catalina style dressing, and a large soda consisting of half Coke - half soda water with a wedge of lime.

Sybil had a whole roast chicken! She ate every grain of white rice that came with it, outright refused the tangy gravy and bun, but slammed back two tall glasses of merlot.

Who was I to criticize?

It was just after midnight when we pulled into my underground parking spot.

Sybil's eyes were barely open as we rode up the elevator to my condo. We just managed to get ourselves naked before crawling into my bed. I hadn't made the bed when I left for Shining Tree three long days earlier. Sybil didn't notice, she was a walking zombie.

So was I.

*

I woke up to the sound of my en-suite toilet flushing. There was a warm spot next to me in the bed. Of course! I had a house guest -- Sybil. I needed to pee.

I met Sybil in the doorway as she walked out naked.

"Good morning," she smiled.

"Mmm," I couldn't help but kiss her, right then and there. My entire body tingled with delight. I would have continued to caress her glorious body had my bladder not been asserting itself.

"Morning," I replied as I stepped into the washroom.

When I came out a few moments later I found Sybil still naked, standing upside down on my carpet at the foot of my bed. She was facing away from me, balanced on her head and forearms, her hair spilled every which way around her. Her legs were split wide, straight and perfectly parallel to the floor. Her orangy red haired pussy was gaping wide open.

I couldn't help myself. I pushed some hair aside and dropped to my knees behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist and nuzzled my face, tongue first into her puss...

"Mmmm," we both moaned simultaneously. I was nearly overwhelmed with the pheromone onslaught. Pure woman, organic and heavenly at the same time with just the tiniest hint of pee. I dug my tongue as deep as I could and clenched at her waist. I sucked on her nibbly clit and plunged my tongue in again and again. I was out of my mind in lust.

After a few moments of self-satisfaction and in spite of me holding her, she pulled away from me. I was in despair, as if in slow motion, her luscious pussy disappeared from my reach. Sybil curled up and rolled away from me landing her knees facing me. She flipped her orangy red mane behind her.

"I wish I could stand on my head all day," she smiled.

"Sex or coffee first?" I asked. I couldn't help but grin.

"Tea?"

"I've got tea. Orange Pekoe okay? And then sex?" I added optimistically.

"You go and make that while I finish my exercises, then we can have our drinks in bed." She was grinning from ear to ear.

"Milk, sugar?" I asked as I walked out of the bedroom. My cock was pointing straight ahead.

"No, just the tea and not too strong please."

I made her a cup of weak tea and a Tassimo coffee for myself and returned, naked to the bedroom with two mugs in my hands. Both handles were intact. What I found, amazed me. She was doing rapid sit-up crunches, her whole body glistened in sweat. I set the mugs down and watched. After another minute or so she stopped, rolled onto her front and commenced doing push-ups. The bottom swell of her boobs would just slightly touch the carpet and she would raise herself back again. Her head was completely obscured by her hair which hung to the floor. The muscle definition in her arms, her shoulders, neck, back, her legs and her tight ass...I couldn't believe my eyes. Sybil was fit! And way beyond sexy.

After a solid three minutes of push-ups, where her weight never landed on the floor, her shinning, sweaty body suddenly crashed to a stop on the carpet.

"Auugh," she took a deep breath, "do you have any doubts now," she gasped, "that I'm fifty eight?" she gasped again, "that's all I could do."

I was unable to speak.

She rolled onto her belly, curled her legs up and with both arms reached back and grabbed a hold of her ankles. She was balanced on her belly, with her spine curled backwards gazing straight at me. Her tits jutted out almost touching the carpet. She held that position, smiling, for a full minute.

She then stood up, "Almost done." She took a deep breath. I loved watching her beautiful tits rise and fall as I reached for my mug.

I watched Sybil slowly balance herself on her right leg. With her left hand she grabbed her left foot behind her. Her right arm was held parallel to the floor. She stood motionless smiling at me, like a glistening swan. Her boobs shimmered in sweat as she held that position for a full minute, solid as a rock.

She let go of her foot and calmly walked over to the side table and picked up her tea. "Thanks for the tea," she said with a smile and took a sip. "Oh that's nice." She took another sip and set the tea mug down.

"I was talking about your cock," she said as she stepped back to the carpet at the foot of the bed. When she spun around to face me I could see she was grinning wildly. She repeated the swan position balanced on her left foot. "You know I'm going to fuck your brains out," she beamed at me.

I didn't know what to say. My cock was standing straight up though. I was so excited, the coffee mug shook in my hands.

After a minute she let go of her foot, calmly walked over to me and took my coffee mug from my hands. She placed the mug next to her tea.

"Lay down on your back," she said as she picked up her tea and took a good sip.

I lay down.

She put her tea mug down and crouched forward on her knees on the bed. She brushed her hair aside so that I could watch her mouth descend down onto my stiff cock.

Warmth enveloped my penis.

I nearly fainted.

She pulled herself off and climbed up higher on the bed holding on to the headboard above me. Her hairy bush approached my face, seemingly in slow motion. She looked down on me. Her brown eyes and tiny freckles were framed by her orangy red hair.

"Lick," she ordered. "Make it wet."

I did. Lost in a sweaty pheromone sea, I licked and licked and nibbled and sucked and licked some more. I couldn't get enough. I could smell the sweat on her body. It simply intensified my lust.

Again, her bush pulled away. I immediately yearned for more.

She shuffled back down the bed, straddling my torso. With her right hand between her legs she found my cock and in one quick motion, she pushed my cockhead into her pussy and sat right down grinding herself onto my hips.

"Ohhh!" I squelched.

"Ahhh yessss," her brown eyes rolled upwards as she pulled her hair from the back of her neck, pulled it forward and then flipped it with the back of her hands so it all fell behind her shoulders. Sitting up her right hand slid down to her clit.

She started rocking her hips back and forth. Her cunt was tight and wet.

I reached up for her glorious orbs. My fingers danced over her fat, wine coloured nipples.

I could feel her furiously rubbing her clit.

She was smiling away. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back.

Her mouth opened.

She was franticly working at her clit.

The sweat on her belly glistened as her flat belly started to vibrate.

She lifted herself up slightly and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her fingers were a blur inside her hairy bush.

She lifted again...and slammed back down.

And then a third time, "Ahhhghh," she ground down, shaking. I could feel her contractions on my cock. Sybil's sweaty skin turned pinkish-red.

Her chest swelled taking a deep breath, her nipples pulled away from my fingers.

"Ahhhhghh," she ground down again, still contracting in mid-orgasm and shaking. My fingers found her nipples again.

"Fuck me," she gasped falling forward onto my chest, her hair spilled everywhere. I could still feel her contractions on my cock together with the occasional nick on the top of my cock from her fingernails. I pulled my hands out which were pinned to her tits between our chests. I grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and lifted while rolling my hips back and forth.

My cock glided in and out of her wet pussy effortlessly. Her contractions never less up, nor did her fingers on her clit. She made gurgling sounds between heavy gasps for air. Her shoulders shook on my chest.

I was in heaven. I jack-hammered her uterus while slamming her ass down onto me, she never stopped cumming. After a few minutes I knew I was getting close to the point of no return. My heart was racing. I started getting overheated. Our sweaty chests and bodies slid against each other. Her hair acted as insulation. I had to stop.

"Sybil," I gasped, "let's get you on your back."

She lifted her head and looked into my eyes with a questioning look on her face, as if she was about to be deprived of something. Her pelvis still jerked uncontrollably, but she rolled off of me onto her back. Finally cool air bathed my body. My glistening hard cock flopped onto my belly. I sat up, swung around and put my feet on the floor taking a deep breath.

"I'm going to fuck you silly Sybil," I said standing up, "do you want that? Do you want me to fuck your brains out?"

"Yesss," she gasped, spread-eagled on the bed before me, "fuck me Sax."

I grabbed her ankles and pulled her towards the foot of the bed. Her hair trailed behind as an orangy red streak. I kept pulling her legs until her bum was clear off the end of the mattress. I spread her legs open and pinned them back towards her shoulders. Her sopping wet pussy garishly gaped open, framed by matted wet curly pubic hair. "Grab your legs and don't let go!" She wrapped her forearms around her calves and clasped onto her ankles. I grabbed one of the pillows, folded it in half and tucked it under the small of her back.

What a sight! The muscles around her vagina pulsed in unison with her breathing. Her bumhole flexed in sync. She was wet and pink inside. Her whole body sparkled in sweat.

I couldn't resist taking a good lick before standing up between her legs at the foot of the bed. I slapped her open pussy with my cock making sure to contact her rigid clit.

She yelped in delight with each slap. The action pulled me back from the edge a bit but I could see that having her clit smacked was pushing her towards another O.

I stuffed my cock into her open, throbbing pussy, burying it balls deep in one solid motion.

"Auughh yesss..."

She closed her eyes and her head rolled around in ecstasy. Her whole body trembled below me.

Holding my cock in my fingers, I rotated my cock inside her and then reamed her hole before plunging all the way back in.

I could tell from the expression on her face, she loved it!

I slammed my cock back in and gouged her in every direction with my cock and then banged my way back inside as deep as I could go. I rotated again and rapidly hammered her five times.

It was as if she was holding her breath, her face was all red, her teeth were barred and her freckles almost vibrated across her face. The whole bed shook.

I pulled right out.

"Ohhh!" Pee or some liquid squirted from her pulsing and flexing pussy. Not a lot, but it had to have jumped four inches high completely soaking her already wet pussy. All the muscles around her pussy pulsed, it was as if her insides were being pushed out.

I slapped her open cunt again. "More. More. More. More. More," was all she managed with each slap and each contraction.

As soon as her pussy stopped flexing, I plunged back in right away.

"Auuuughh, yesss...", full deep strokes, "fffuckkk meee..." rotation one way, then the other, "auuughhh," five full might cock slams into her quivering body, "yes, yes, yes, yes, yessss..." and held it deep. She trembled below me.

I pulled out again.

"Ohhh!" She squirted again, less than the first time, but her cunt muscles pulsed open and closed again as she gasped for air. "Auughhh..."

Un-frikkin' believable!

I kept slapping her wet pussy with my cock until the muscle contractions subsided, and then back in I went.

I jack-rabbit fucked her for a half a minute as she shuddered below me. I couldn't quite make out if she was repeatedly calling for 'More' or if she was moaning but her brown eyes rolled around her bright red face. Her hands maintained a steel grip on her ankles. I gave her an internal rotation one way, then the next followed by three hard pounds deep into her pussy, holding and thrusting the last, while it seemed her eyeballs were going to pop out...

And then I pulled out.

"Ahh!" And squirt again, dribble really, but the muscle flex was all there. Slap, slap, slap. Her whole body was in cunt-centered convulsions. Tears and drool were running down her cheeks. Slap, slap, slap.

And back in again when she slowed down. "Do you want me to," I gasped, "cum inside you?" I plugged her full of my cock over and over.

"Yessss..." she hissed shaking, "fu...ckkk mm...eee..." I repeatedly slammed her, jarring her whole body each time. "Fff...illl meee..." Deep internal rotation, her head rolled, "Wi...thh cummm..." I rotated the other way and then pounded back into her and held it. I could feel her contractions starting up.

I pulled out again and commenced smacking her pussy. "Ohh!" No squirt that time but the same muscle flexing pulsing puss.

Cock first I dove back knowing full well that by the repeated slapping action I was quite far away from the edge. Sybil was about to get a good cock thrashing from me. And I did. I leaned into her doubled over trembling body and commenced fucking her with all my might. She simply gurgled incomprehensibly underneath me. Her face was red and soaked, her head rolled from side to side. It was if she was holding her breath. I kept pounding at her pussy, she was shaking below. After a few minutes I knew I was approaching the edge myself again when I suddenly felt her body violently jerk below me.

I pulled out, "Auughh..." she squirted a little again, but this time her whole body jolted and wrenched in ferocious orgasmic convulsion. Even though she was completely red and looked as if she was having a seizure, I slapped her clit with my cock until I couldn't take it anymore.

Before her contractions subsided I plugged myself back in knowing I was about to burst. Within three strokes, in her vibrating pussy and still thrashing body, I crossed the line. Her whole body was shimmering red, taut. Her teeth clenched her lips pulled back. I plunged deep and held...

Her cunt muscles flexed...it was too much.

I exploded inside her. My hips jerked uncontrollably. She screamed. My teeth gnashed. I squirted and squirted as my body heaved back and forth. Everything was hot and wet. I was growling, not fully aware of what was happening. Grey. She was screaming and jerking wildly underneath me. I felt her pulsing on my cock. I couldn't stop my spine from flexing.

I fell forward onto her sparkling body. She let go over her legs and wrapped her arms around me. She was still jerking beneath me as our faces rubbed, kissing madly in a hot, wet frenzy. Our chests heaved against each other, I caught glimpses of her tits flattened out against my chest. Air was rushing past my ears as she struggled to breathe. Her contractions finally stopped.

My cock slipped inside her as it started to shrink.

I pulled out and rolled onto my back next to her. Cool air washed over my body. I took deep breaths and let my heart settle down.

I lifted my head to look at her. She was pulling cum from out of her pussy and smearing it all over her tits and her belly and her pussy. In astonishment I watched the fingers on her right hand turn to a blur on her clit and within five seconds she jerked uncontrollably as she rubbed one last one out.

"I don't believe it," I gasped in amazement when her spasms finishes. She beamed a huge smile and angled her face up towards mine for a kiss.

I kissed her and plunged my tongue into her mouth. She nearly sucked it out of my mouth before letting go.

"Wow! Sybil. You. Are. Incredible."

"That was fun!" she exclaimed in an upbeat voice.

"I thought sex with you the other night was the ultimate. Sybil I had no frikkin' idea..."

"I'm sorry I made a mess of your bed."

"Sybil, your calling isn't a witch seer, you should be a porn actress. You're amazing."

She laughed, "Oh come on Sax, I'm fifty eight."

"Yeah and going on twenty eight."

She sat up and reached for her tea mug. She took a sip and said, "It's cold."

I chuckled, "Compared to you, so is the Sun. My god Sybil, I'm astounded."

"You're amazing Sax. Thank you so much for a wonderful fuck."