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She's a moonlight murderer to say the least, she's a killer.
(She will kill you for sure if you're near her...)
You want a midnight snack, but she'll give you a feast if you will her.
(She will give you a feast if you will her... she will kill you for sure if you're near her...)
Her fingernails scratching all down your back,
she could make a young man have a heart attack...
(Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.)
Now there's no use trying to resist her wicked ways...
Hey...
- Street Corner Symphony - Voodoo
The very next morning Joan confidently walked straight towards the house next door. She sent Luke to go to the grocery store, and buy everything on the list she gave him, which could take enough of time, so she could visit that blonde devil, and come back home, without any suspicion of her son.
He already passed the embarrassing moment from last night, and when Joan came to kitchen this morning for breakfast, he foxily smiled at her, and didn't said a single word of what he saw, but she didn't want to know, what was going on in his head after such poor experience. He was her child, her lovely boy, so pure, and now he'd be thinking, she does such things on her own and in secret ? What if he started thinking of her in a bad sort of way-Absolutely not ! That can't happen!
Door bell of the Academy echoed even outside as Joan faced the still closed door.
Her black dress, with fan and mask patterns all over was kissing below her knees, due the fall breeze, but she didn't care much, because all she could think of was last night. And Fiona.
And just as she thought of blonde, the door opened to reveal the very same person Joan had on mind.
,,Well, well, well…'' Fiona smiled, in her black negligee from last night, only some light black lacy blouse thrown around her shoulders, to cover them, but nothing more. Blonde grinned, as she spread her hands more over the door post to support her head, since she just woke up, and her other hand the same way over the door, showing her body in tiniest gap, while nearly whispering ,,What have we here ?''
,,You know exactly, why am I here,'' Joan uttered with low voice, while looking at that vulgar devil, and understood, why was that young blonde girl dressed so scandalously last day.
,,Well it was me, who said we're not done yet, but I didn't expect you will come on your own,'' Fiona lied, trying to play dumb.
Joan's lips parted, then closed as she repeated what Fiona said, and only then she shook her head ,,Don't try to fool me around. I'm asking you to stop, in good manners.''
,,Stop what ?'' Fiona grinned way more, leaning more into doors, her toe playing with the door post.
,,That…thing, that happened last night,'' Joan let out in whispers, looking desperately at blonde.
,,Thing ?'' Fiona never stopped teasing, her white teeth were making Joan irritated.
,,Thing, which cannot be-shouldn't be discussed on the front porch…'' Joan looked around her shoulder, if she saw anybody on the street, let alone if she saw her own son, who should be somewhere by vegetables by now.
,,Oh, then we should discuss it somewhere else. Come in,'' Fiona looked behind Joan, before she opened the door fully and let her walk inside the Academy, and further, while she nicely closed door with her wide grin.
Joan wanted to turn, and talk with Fiona just by door, only in privacy, and mainly quickly, and vigorously, but Fiona already put her palm on Joan's back and led her further, to the living room, where they met the evening before.
Fiona showed quietly to Joan to sit opposite her, while she sat on the chair on one side of the dark mahogany table. Joan gave her suspicious look, once more looked around, and when she saw nobody, only then she sat down opposite blonde.
Fiona smiled, clasping her hands and gesturing towards Christian ,,Well then, discuss. What thing is it, that it's so important, to bring me from bed ?''
Joan took a breath, while her hands were folded in her lap, clutching nervously her fingers together ,,Firstly…it's already eleven-''
,,-I don't care. Girls are out, my daughter is somewhere dug in her greenhouse, and the servant who brought you here yesterday is also somewhere gone, and I bet you'd be sleeping too after yesterday, if your son didn't interrupt me in the best,'' Fiona let out, because that was the only thing that bugging her. That she didn't managed to get out of Joan, what exactly she was up to with her late hubby.
Blonde leaned irritably to her chair and scoffed softly, when Joan gaped at her.
,,So it was truth. And it was you ! Not me ! You !'' Joan let out in realization, pointing at blonde devil in shock.
,,Yes, me. You're welcome,'' Fiona shook off her slight irritation, and her smile came back to her features, when she spotted shocked and slightly embarrassed Christian in front of her.
,,I-I didn't want it. I didn't ask for it-''
,,-But you liked it, and without me, you'd never admit it,'' Fiona shrugged smilingly.
,,But I didn't admit anything. I don't like such things, and I don't want them. Not from myself, and not from anybody else. Ever since Denis-my…my late husband died…I devoted my body, and my faith in Church, and Jesus, and I'm not going to stray from my path just because of some stupid neighbor !'' Joan let out harshly, her hands both now on each armrest on the chair she was sitting on.
,,Don't forget, with whom you're talking Joan !'' Fiona grinned dangerously, crossing her hands on her chest. ,,That stupid neighbor has her wits,'' she winked, while she swiftly parted her legs, her eyes were piercing Joan's chocolate ones, as she watched the fear in them growing, and listened to soft wail as even Christian's legs parted that very same moment.
,,How-''
,,-Voodoo Joan, that is called voodoo…'' Fiona smirked, looking down at her manicure, continuing without interruption ,,I was reading some very good books last night, and I get an idea, so…I made out of myself a little Voodoo Doll. And your son interrupted our connection. Now I have it back, you see….and since I didn't finished yesterday-''
,,-Oh please don't !'' Joan shook her head, as she felt her hands grew heavy, as they wrenched out of her own control, just like her legs, and the rest of her body.
,,Why ? What will you do to stop me ?'' Fiona smiled, and by slightest help of concilium, she forced Joan's body to stand up, making her even more confused.
,,I beg you to stop,'' Joan slowly walked around the table, looking at Fiona, and then at her own body.
,,Oh dear, I can hear your thoughts, stop yelling them, and listen,'' Fiona nearly growled, when Joan sat on the table in front of her, and blond stood up, to better reach her. She leaned closer to Christian, that their faces were only few inches of each other, and then she breathed ,,I am a witch. That doesn't mean, I worship Satan, I fly on a broomstick, and I do potions. Heh-no-'' she couldn't suppress a soft laugher, before she looked deep within those chocolate orbs ,,-I do a lot of better things. As for example mind control, pyrokinesis, telekinesis, also I can hear your thoughts, and since yesterday I can perform even voodoo. And when you connect those things together, you have a very good cocktail of magic powers, which can be easily used on anyone I can think of right now….and now…I am thinking of you Joanie.''
After thorough thinking at the words Fiona said, Joan swallowed, and looking in witch's eyes, as she asked almost breathlessly ,,Tell me why ? Why me ? Why do you so need me ?''
Fiona grinned, and swept behind her neighbor's ear the tiny trickle of hair, that escaped Joan's bun on the top of her head ,,Because you're terribly attractive, and fucking kinky. Don't think I misunderstood yesterday, and I got a good memory.''
Joan froze, and suddenly remembered all the things she nodded at, when witch asked at the highest peak of her climax.
,,Yes, that's right Joanie, I know now…and I'm gonna use it a little bit, now shall I ?'' blonde smiled, and sat down on chair again, softly shifting it closer to Christian.
,,Fiona I-please. I never-''
,,-You have never been with a woman, right ? You have never been with anybody else, than with Denis, am I right ?'' Fiona looked up, as she forced with her mind to spread Joan's thighs way more, and pin each her feet at each armrest on Fiona's chair.
Joan was able only to nod, as she was scared and excited at the memory of last night, but the fear was overgrowing now, because she never wanted anybody else than her husband. Even after he cheated on her, she still wanted just him…if he didn't leave her. Then she'd rather stay alone with her son, and devoted her body to Jesus.
,,Oh stop persuading yourself, when your body responded differently last night. You liked it, and I felt it. Oh did I felt it…so much…you're so tensed, just as your body, and your desires. Let's unleash them,'' Fiona smirked, while caressing Joan's smooth skin of her legs, her fingers trailing up from Christian's ankles.
,,That would lead to chaos, and-and, all the wrong things,'' Joan protested, although her voice was nothing more but whisper, as her eyes were glued to blonde's head, since she started approaching.
But the caresses were good.
,,Which wrong things Joanie ? Aren't you paranoid from all that Bible-chewing days and night ? Let's forget about it for now, and just feel in the moment. With Denis you surely were forgetting…weren't you ?'' blonde grinned when she rolled up Joan's skirt, and brunette felt how Fiona's breath hit her bare knee.
Joan offered a brief nod, as she was too busy watching blonde, how she rolled her skirt far up, and forced her to lift her bottom, to roll it further around her waist. Since Fiona was standing, she leaned to Joan, her hands on each side of Joan's hips. Fiona leaned closer and whispered to brunette's parted lips ,,Then let's forget, and succumb together.''
And then Joan closed her eyes, because Fiona kissed softly her lips.
And it didn't felt any wrong. It felt good. So good, that Joan even gave in the kiss, and parted her lips slightly more for blonde's tongue, which begged for its entrance. Fiona kissed brunette deeper, and heard her low moan.
Blonde chuckled, muttering to Joan's lips ,,That's right, see you're a good girl, and if you'd give in, you could enjoy it, properly…''
,,I-I-'' Joan stumbled, with the lack of gentle lips moving against her own plump ones.
,,You're afraid…because you don't know what I can offer…but, I'm sure you will like, what I will show to you, honey,'' Fiona whispered temptingly, and sat back to her chair, caressing Joan's outer thighs.
As her fingers teased down Joan's skin, Fiona's eyes descended on Joan's underwear.
,,Oh, Joanie…lacy-lace…last night cotton panties, and now this …trashy thing,'' Fiona waved at brunette with her brows temptingly. Tipping with her finger on her lip, she smirked with one glance on black lacy panties ,,These needs to go…immediately.''
She waved with her index finger, and lace moved slowly down Joan's hips, her bottom suddenly lifted, so lace continued across her thighs, and her splayed knees, Joan couldn't even react properly since she was yet delirious from the kiss and blonde's seductive words…
Fiona picked up the lace from her lap, and pinned each brunette's high heel to each armrest on the chair. Bringing the black fabric between her two fingers up to her face, and looking in those chocolate orbs, she smiled, and uttered ,,Look Joanie…this is how the trashy one lit your curtains on fire ?''
And suddenly Joan's eyes widened, as Fiona didn't even looked at the fabric, and lit it on fire, and as the fabric was pliable, it burned within few moments. Joan's lips parted, and closed, as her pulse raised, from fear and excitement. She swallowed thickly, and her lower lip trembled, as she looked at the ash on the floor, and her body ever so slightly twitched, when Fiona kneeled between her knees, while her hands caressed her outer calves, and then outer thighs.
Fiona's lips were running over Joan's inner thighs, coaxing first tiniest moans and sharp breaths. Blonde's black opened blouse start softly falling down from her shoulders, as she moved her hands.
Joan also felt, how the flexible fabric of her dress is slipping down her shoulders, and little down her back, and her chest.
,,Y-you're doing-'' Joan gulped on her words.
,,-Yes, of course it's me, nobody else from this house,'' Fiona smirked, looking up from between brunette's thighs.
,,W-we…s-should stop, until anybody comes and-''
,,-And see you cum ? What about it ? It would be hot. Be caught in here, during the bright day, inflagranti…how'd you say it ? "Caught red handed" –or something,'' Fiona winked devilishly up at her.
,,But that would be really scandalous,'' Joan breathed out with one breath, like she was holding it for too long.
Fiona only chuckled, and nodded her approval ,,Then let's make it worth it…''
And suddenly Joan's dress scooted yet lower her chest, and the fabric literally hugged brunette's breasts and lifted them up. Joan twitched as the clip, which was until now holding her hair in a bun, popped open, and fell on the floor behind her. Her longer brown hair fell freely down on her exposed shoulders, and Joan managed only to gasp softly in response to all of that.
Her chest heaving with shuddering breaths, as she happened to be fully exposed in the middle of the Academy. In some living room. On quite big table. With Fiona between her-
,,-Relax, Joanie,'' blonde breathed against Joan's splayed, fully exposed slit, before she kissed her right there.
,,Oh My God !'' Joan let out very loud, that she surprised even herself with her response.
,,Shhh…you're scandalously loud dear,'' blonde giggled devilishly, before she kissed over brunette's slit once more, hearing half stifled whimper in Joan's lower lip, and another one followed within seconds, as Fiona kissed higher, over Joan's clit.
Joan lolled her head back, and closed her eyes, giving in, but still trying to not be that loud, when another kiss landed on her clit again, but this time Fiona licked over the bud, and started circling the tip of her tongue around it.
,,Oh-o-ohhhh,'' Joan moaned lightly, her eyelids closed very gently, and her lips parted wide in effort to catch breath.
Her chest heaving, and her nipples slowly hardening from the excitement, and from Fiona's fantastic moves with her tongue.
Fiona lifted her head from in between Joan's thighs, and caressed brunette's inner thighs with her fingers.
,,Ouhh,'' Joan wailed, lolling her head forward again, to see what was blonde doing.
,,I feel how much you like it. Even when I'm woman…but…tell me…you wonder how it would be with Denis right ? If he ever did this to you…and how would it feel like,'' Fiona muttered, while kissing over brunette's left inner thigh. ,,Tell me, is that true ?'' Fiona grinned to Joan's groin, before she bite there gently, causing Joan to gasp audibly.
,,Yes,'' Joan bite her plump lower lip with her answer.
,,And do you want me to show you, how it all would feel like ? Just say the word…'' Fiona nuzzled the tip of her nose against Joan's clit, that brunette wailed and her thighs twitched.
Joan hesitated, for a moment, knowing the risk to be spotted by anybody was horrifying, on the other hand, it feels surprisingly wonderful, even with the thought of risk.
,,….yes,'' Joan uttered quietly.
,,Say it again dear, I want to hear you properly, to believe, you really want it,'' Fiona grinned against Joan's inner thigh, looking up, admiring those beautifully formed breasts with adorable rosy buds in her view, before she looked brunette to her chocolate eyes.
Joan swallowed, her lips parting, she now without Fiona's lead lowered her body, supporting herself only on her elbows against the desk, when she looked blonde into her soft brown eyes and said ,,Fiona you know I want it….'' Squeezing her eyes, and biting her lip, she whimpered ,,please…''
,,What a good, good girl,'' Fiona praised brunette, exposed on her back in her full glory to her. ,,You deserve it,'' blonde nodded, her hands stroking over brunette's thighs and up to her bottom and her hips.
Only then she dipped her head back to Joan's pussy, licking from brunette's slit up to her clit, where she sucked.
Joan stifling her moans by biting her lip, tipped her head back again. Her chocolate eyes closed, and she imagined Denis for a brief moment. Then she remembered what he had done. And she just couldn't imagine him doing it after he wanted to leave her. She just couldn't.
Her eyes flashed open, and she heard soothing sound of the witch.
,,Shh-I know, deary…Denis was asshole…then forget about him…and feel me,'' Fiona muttered with each word to Joan's both groins.
,,Goodness…please…y-yes Fiona,'' Joan begged out of her usual self control, her elbows giving out, she descended completely on her back, the back of her head dully hit the desk, and she let out long, and very desperate breath.
Fiona grinned, she didn't need any more permission from brunette, desperate and thirsty, squirming on her back. Running her tongue up Joan's slit, she started making her way inside with her tongue, hearing symphony of Christian's soft moans.
Flicking her tongue few times over the bud, coaxing Joan's sharp whimpers, before she slipped her tongue within again, this time circling it inside Joan's velvet inner walls.
,,Ah-Almighty…..God….ommm-Fiona….Ohhh-ohhh-Fiona,'' Joan moaned loud enough she could be ashamed of herself, but she wasn't. She didn't cared at all.
The only things she cared of now, were Fiona's fantastic lips, and tongue making her wet and thrilled, and Fiona's fingers which ran over her groins, and slowly under blonde's mouth.
,,Oh God !'' Joan moaned loudly, her head lifting in effort to look at blonde, when two finger teased her slit at first, before intruding her, sliding deep and curling up immediately, meanwhile Fiona's lips stuck to Joan's clit and sucked purposefully.
Joan lowered her head back the moment blonde started moving her two fingers upward, hitting brunette's g-spot so deliciously, it sent shiver Christian's spine.
,,You've got beautiful boobs Joanie…touch them, squeeze them for me,'' blonde groaned against brunette's clit, causing Joan to groan aloud.
Joan swallowed, her fingers twitching, before she slowly moved her hands on her own to her chest. Her fingers touching her hot skin, and her fingers running over her swells. Caressing herself gently Joan slowly smiled, biting her lip. Trying to remember, how she did it last night, she kneaded her both breasts at once, while Fiona picked up her pace, forcing Joan to gasp.
Joan took her nipples between two fingers, and nipped them, just as Fiona nipped at her clit, as her long digits rubbed brunette's g-spot.
Christian whined, and arched, her toes wriggled on armrests, and she felt that sweet peak on her reach.
Fiona flicked her tongue over the sweet pink bud, and again, and once more, her fingers thumping now fast, and Joan couldn't take anymore, of such sweet torture, and climaxed. Her thighs violently shook, her hands squeezed her breasts, and her velvet inner walls clutched at blonde's digits, that she stopped.
Witch felt brunette's heat dripping, she licked away every drop that escaped, all through Joan's harsh breathing interlaced by sharp whimpers. Until Christian silenced, and swallowed harshly down her arousal.
Fiona grinned, kissing brunette's clit last time, hearing loud moan, before longer soft moan followed, when she carefully withdrew her fingers from that velvet heat.
Joan's thighs immediately closed, and trembled. Joan eased down from her peak, and tried to calm down from her flushed form, and from the experience she just had.
Fiona sat contentedly back on the chair, put back up over her shoulders her opened blouse, and reached over table for one cigarette, and as she shifted in chair she lit it and inhaled, looking at another her great work.
Christian slowly narrowed on her elbows, and then slowly to sitting position, carefully putting her clothes back on properly.
,,Well, tell me how was it Joanie ? Was it exciting ?'' Fiona smirked, watching brunette perpexedly straightening her clothes, until she was dressed again, and stood on her own feet shakily.
,,It was…'' Joan nodded still flushed, recovering from her orgasm, and from the fact it was better than any other orgasm she had in her life so far. ,,And it was so wrong…I shouldn't have even come in here…I-I should go,'' she shook violently her head, squeezing her eyes closed for a brief moment.
,,Why ? Because you liked it ?'' Fiona smirked loudly again, inhaling, and blowing creamy smoke at confused Joan. ,,No…because you love it doesn't mean you have to leave…I can show you more thing Joanie…'' blonde leaned closer to brunette again, and nearly whispering ,,…just tell me, how pleasurably Denis tortured you, and I could make it ten thousand times better, then when he did.''
Joan's eyes widened, as she clutched her thighs together, she shook her head ,,No. I-…no. I'm going home. And you don't follow me. I won't come here again. Stay away from me please, I beg you for this as a woman. And do not repeat what happened last night…please Fiona…''
And before blonde could blink, Joan collected all her strength and courage to walk away, and to the main door from Academy, walking outside, with no underwear, flushed, and with wild hair, straight to her house.
Fiona only chuckled, looking at her manicure, and inhaling her cigarette again, she smirked for herself after hearing main door close ,,…you don't wish to play with voodoo, alright then…we'll see, who's better in this game.'' And she blew the smoke out to the room, as she put leg over leg.