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Marsha Meets Her Neighbor

Part 1

				MARSHA MEETS HER NEIGHBOR

By Marsha W.
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If incest or teenagers involved in lovemaking with adults offends you, then
don't read anymore.

Marsha iddled away in her backyard thinking back over the past two day's and all
what had happened. She found it hard to believe a small mother of one, raised in
a conservative environment, could have experienced all of what had taken place
and fully understand the lasting impact it would have on her life.

Marsha W, a 32 year old woman, formals married to a man who had spent, most of
their ten years of marriage, boozing. A mother of a teenage daughter, Marsha
could best be described as a cute, pixie woman, who stood five foot four inches
tall, with medium length black hair, button nose with a fair complexion. Her
bottom was still firm and cure. She always wore shirt's wrapped around her
waist, because her cute bottom drew many stares from men when she wore clothing
that accentuated her forms.

Child birth had not hurt her Figure... having breast fed her daughter, Elfi, for
the first one and a half year, her once petite size 32C breasts had developed
into a full 34b bust when they had been filled with her milk. Unlike other
women, when Marsha had stopped breast feeding Elfi, her breasts remained a 34b
and she was still able to produce small droplets of milk when she became
extremely aroused. Marsha's nipples were extremely sensitive and very long when
she was aroused. She always had enjoyed breast feeding Elfi, because she never
failed to orgasm when Elfi sucked hard at her breast. Then, when aroused, Marsha
was self conscious of her milk making ability, however, with her husband always
boozing around, she hadn't have to worry about becoming sexually stimulated that
often.

Her life took a dramatic change as She followed Mrs. Tif suggestion and visited
her next door neighbor, Betsy's Mother.

Betsy's mother was abvout 5'9 height. She wore her hair short, but it looked
good on her face. She wore blue jeans and a tee shirt, but that didn't do much
to hide her average figure. She must had lift weights in her younger years,
thought Marsha. Her muscles in her arms appeared to be strong. Her waist was
trim, hips small, but her power appeared to be in her thighs. She was the type
of woman who could turn the heads of any man when she walked into a room.

Marsha watched, from behind the curtains of her window as She came out her door. 
She wascarrying a bag, certainly She want to go shoppng, thought Marsha. That
gave her more time to think how she could start, to do as Mrs. Tif had told her.
Marsha went about her daily housework, preparing breakfast for her daughter. It
was summer break and Elfi enjoyed sleeping in.

Elfi, thirteen now, looked just like her mother short, blonde headed, blue eyes,
fair complexion, but it wouldn't take having a baby for little Elfi's breasts to
develop. Unlike her mom, Elfi had already started to develop and was very
self-conscious of their growth, that little brat.

Marsha checked out the window occasionally to see when  She would be coming
home. Then Marsha thought she saw someone moving trough the yard, but wasn't
sure. 

Curiosity, got the best of her.,So she went to her bedroom window upstairs which
faced the neighbors yard, to see who it was. Much to her surprise, it was her
tall Neighbor, laying out on a sunchair.

  She was dressed in a white terrycloth robe. Marsha didn't giving it a second
thought anymore and went about her duty she had to do. Dressed in shorts and a
tank top, Marsha headed next door. She rang the door bell, but no one answered
right away and She started to turn and leave when she heard the door open.

  There stood the tallest woman Marsha had ever encountered. Easily 5'9 foot
tall, wearing that same terrycloth robe as before, stood in the doorway,
smiling.

  "Hello", She said with a deep sultry voice. "Uh, Hi" Marsha stammered, Marsha
felt so intimidated in her presence. She finally managed to say.

"Hi hello I'm, I'am Marsha, your next door neighbor. I would like to talk to you
about, about Betsy, I mean Elfi, about Our daughters Mrs...". That woman
extended her hand to Marsha, "Hello Marsha, I'am Tiffany. I'm sorry it took Me
so long to answer the door, but I was laying out back in the sun and didn't hear
the doorbell. Won't you come in?".

  Marsha was shocked... `Tiffany', it raced trough her. Was, was this she THE
Mistress Tif, she meet on the net? Then she been aware of that Tiffany was still
holding her hand tightly. Marsha was led into the house, still holding the hand
of the Woman. She lead Marsha trough the den opened out into the yard garden
area.

 "Would you care for something to drink Marshy?". Tiffany asked sweetly with Her
deep sultry Voice. 

"Oh no, no thank you," Marsha said a bit confused, as the Woman called her
Marshy. She wasn't a kid anymore but She called her as she's been called as a
Kid. "I can only stay for a minute. It is my daughter must come soon from
school".

"You can see your daughter come home from out here while we get acquainted
Marshy". 

Marsha felt uneasy, unsure in the company of this overpowering Woman. Tiffany
made her sat in another sun chair facing Tiffany.

   As Tiffany sat down, Her long red robe parted slightly and Marsha caught
short a glimpse of her full legs...long, smooth, muscular legs, tanned a golden
brown. Her six-inch spice heels accentuated Her calf and shapely legs. As they
sat and talked, Marsha's eyes were constantly drawn to Tiffany's legs, moving
and opening as She fidgeted in Her chair.

    As Marsha spoke about the neighborhood and the area, the cat like Lesbian
Tiffany was busy surveying Her next prey. Marsha was a timid beautiful lithe
housewife who Tiffany had learned from their conver-sation, was divorced and had
before been mostly neglected by her husband boozing around all the time. She was
now also uncertain about the sassy girlfriends off her daughter- a
     
       Tiffany would use all this to Her advantage in seducing Marsha and making
her, Her new Sex Toy. She knew Marsha was uneasy with her presence and planned
to use this also to Her advantage. Tiffany did prove, was testing Marsha to
determine if she was interested in Women; Her! Slowly moving Her leg back and
forth, looking for a reaction from Marsha that might help her in carrying out
her plan.

She had before seen Marsha in the upstairs window watching Her and suspected
there might be some fertile ground to plow if Her suspicions were correct.

Marsha couldn't understand why she felt so uncomfortable around this Woman. She
felt a stirring within her that she hadn't felt in years; just being in her
presence was somewhat intoxicating. Marsha's attraction toward Tiffany puzzled
her, clearly her only sexual attractions had been seldom, toward another Woman
but that had changed as she met those omnious Mrs. Tif at yahoo.

Marsha noticed Tiffany had stopped moving Her leg and had lifted Her right leg
high enough to offer her a quick glimpse of what lie between those magnificent
legs. Tiffany, setting her foot on the ground between their chairs, provided
Marsha a clear view of her bikini encased mound.

  Marsha looked away when Tiffany spread  apart Her legs, but was transfixed by
the sight of Tiffany's pussy lips, large and pink, protruding beyond the thin
strip of material from the bikini bottoms. The strip of bikini material had
slipped into her slit and from what Marsha had seen, it appeared her pussy had
been shaved. Marsha felt her juices begin to flow at the lewd display presented
to her. Marsha tried to avert her eyes once more before Tiffany realized she was
starring at Her pussy.

Tiffany smiled to Herself as She caught Marsha starring at her pussy. Marsha had
taken the bait, now Tiffany had to bring the fish in. She asked Marsha.

"Would you like to sun bathe? It's such a beautiful day and I'd love the company
as it's only Me in this big house." 

"I, I'm really don't think I should, my daughter will be coming home soon; and
anyway, I didn't bring my suit," Marsha said.
 
"No problem, I've got lots of suits inside that you can wear and Betsy anyway
should come along with your Elfi home, Marshy." 

Not waiting for an answer, Tiffany reached out Her hand and took Marsha by the
arm. Marsha felt the strength in the older womans grip and didn't resist.

 Marsha could not understand what had come over her. Here was a person, her
Neighbor, without being a friend, asking Marsha to join Her for a sunbath.
Marsha felt a bit ashamed of herself for thinking that this beauty Woman may
have other than honorable intentions with her. Still, as Tiffany led Marsha into
the big house, Marsha couldn't understand the strong feelings which were
radiating from her pussy... she felt betrayed by her body for reacting to her 
older Neighbors kind offer.

   Tiffany led Marsha into her bedroom to select a suit. She laid out several on
the bed for her to try on and told her She'd be outside waiting for her.

    As Tiffany departed, Marsha looked at the suits, if you could call them
that, lying on bed. Marsha was used to wearing a one piece suit that covered
most of her body anatomy, a suit a Mother would wear with her family. Instead,
she blushed at the suits lying on the bed. They were mere straps of clothing,
none big enough to hide even her breasts, only the nipples would be covered. The
bottoms were worse, they were all thongs!.

     Marsha wanted to leave, but knew she would offend her new friend if she
told Her the suits were not suitable for a person like herself. She didn't want
to start this new friendship off on the wrong note, so she proceeded to undress.

  Marsha selected the suit with the most material and put it on. She turned to
look at herself in the mirror and was shocked by what she saw. The suit was too
small for her, it barely covered her nipples, which by now, for some reason
swollen.

    Tiffany waited outside for Marsha to appear; knowing full well that the
suits She had selected for her prey to wear would be the most revealing ones She
owned. She didn't have long to wait as Marsha made her appearance in the
doorway. Tiffany hoped Her expression did not give Her intentions away.

 Marsha looked absolutely stunning. This 32 year old wife still possessed the
body of a teenager, but fully developed. Her breasts were full, she guessed at
least a b cup, a narrow waist that blended into a small set of hips. Her bottom
looked compact and firm; She would have to get a better look at it from the rear
when the opportunity presented itself.  "Marshy, that suit was made for you...
you look great in it!".

  Marsha felt totally exposed to Tiffany's roaming eyes. Marsha felt like
Tiffany was undressing her with Her eyes. She then told herself again, "I have
to quit imagining bad thoughts about Tiffany."

As Marsha stood in the doorway, Tiffany rose from Her chair, and proceeded to
remove the belt from her robe. She slowly turned her back to Marsha and let Her
robe fall gracefully off Her shoulders. Marsha eyes were riveted on the older
Tiffany as the robe slid off her shoulders.

  Marsha gasped when she saw the suit she, Tiffany was wearing. The black thong
two piece suit attractively displayed the firmest, blemish less, butt Marsha had
ever seen. Not an ounce of fat, and just the right size for Her frame. Her legs
looked wonderful in those high heels.

 Marsha couldn't herself understand why she was experiencing feelings like these
toward another older Woman...she'd never had a `sexual' interest in a woman,
what was wrong with her?.

Tiffany noticed Marshay's reaction to Her exposed body, it was just the reaction
Tiffany was hoping to produce. Seductively Tiffany pivoted and dropped the robe
to the ground. As she pivoted around, little Marsha's jaw dropped when she was
clearly confronted by the enorm size of Tiffany's breasts. They made her's look
small, but even though Her breasts were large, there was not the slightest hint
of sag...it must have been due to the great shape She was in. Tiffany's large
brown nipples were clearly visible through Her top. Marsha's now hard nipples
throbbed at the sight of the brunette Goddess posing before her.  Tiffany broke
the silence by stating. "Last one get the bad sun chair and is a rotten egg."

   Marsha was still standing on the patio when Tiffany, already on a sun chair,
stated, "Come on in, the sun it's great!".

  Marsha felt not self-conscious standing there and suddenly realized that she
stares at the beauty older Tiffany. Tiffany certainly was aware of the sight she
presented to Marsha and stayed that way for several moments, letting Marsha have
time to absorb her beauty.

   Marsha again felt that uneasy stirring, not understanding why, when she
looked at the older seductress Tiffany. She felt those stirrings again within
her pussy Tiffany, ready to take her plan to the next level said.

 "Ok Marsha, now youhave seen enough! Come here out in the beautyful sun so you
can tan your nice body."
 

  Marsha, feeling very uncomfortable with this situation, was hesitant to
proceed, but Tiffany persisted for her to come over. She beckoned with her
finger, just like you would a Child.

  Marsha immediately became aware of Tiffany's domination over her. Her nipples
were rock hard under her bikini top. Marsha's hard, overly extended nipples did
not go unnoticed by Tiffany. She snmiled to herself, I've got her now hocked`she
thought. Tiffany's plan was working just perfectly until Marsha said. "Tiffany,
I think I need to go home, Elfi will be home shortly, I'm sure."  "It's ok
Marshy, we'll be able to see the Girls from here when they arrive, just relax in
the sun, feel the sun massaging your body, relaxing those tense muscles".

  Marsha decided that no matter how hard she tried, she wasn't going to get
away, at least not at the moment, without being rude to her new friend. Then
again, she wasn't sure she wanted to leave the warm,  comforting sun with her
new friend.

  Tiffany, feeling Marsha finally relax, decided to let Marsha on her own.
Marsha, without realizing it, was dizzy nearly transfixed in the warm sun.

  This was Tiffany's opportunity to really show off her breasts. Her plan was to
loose her top, and roll over wait to see what Marsha's reaction would be. As She
pushed off the side, with Marsha sleepy watching, Tiffany's top flew off, just
as She had planned.

Her breasts bobbed on the surface of the sun chair, her red nipples poking
toward the sky, now free from their confinement. Marsha couldn't believe what
she was seeing. 

   Tiffany's top had come loose.... and Tiffany didn't seem to notice her
breasts were completely exposed! Tiffany, exposing Her breasts to Her future Sex
Toy. "Whoops", said Tiffany, "it appears as if my top has come off. Oh well, now
let the warm sun give them also a bit tan".


Marsha, finally relaxed and let Tiffany show her breast; `She must know what's
She's doing'? Thought Marsha.

Marsha hoped Tiffany didn't notice her aroused condition. Tiffany's plan was
working. If Tiffany further continued Her nipple showing, Marsha was afraid she
was going to loose control and climax right there in front of her new friend.
How embarrassing.

  Tiffany decided it was time to move onto the next step of her plan.

    "Marshy, I hope you don't mind, but when I lay out, I usually don't wear a
suit... it helps to eliminate any lines, see?".

 With that, Tiffany cupped Her breasts, and lifted them up to show Marsha that
She had no tan lines under either breast. "Oh, yes, I see what you mean." Marsha
was shocked by her boldness and lack of self-consciousness about her body.

  "Marsha, why don't you move your chair, over here, near the diving board...I
always lay out there. You get the best tan, because you're so near the water."

  Marsha as in trance got up and moved her chair over nearer to Tiffany's.
Tiffany had intentionally picked this location as it offered a clear view of
Marsha's house.

 Tiffany told Marsha that she could watch for her daughter better from this
place.  Marsha thanked Her for Her concern.

  "Marshy, you're so fair skinned, you'd better let Me put some oil on your back
so you don't burn."
  "I, I'm really need to get home Tiffany, it must be getting late and my
daughter will surely come home by now," Marsha said.
  "I haven't seen Betsy around, have you? If they were home Betsy would look at
me", said Tiffany.

 "Well, no, I guess not." Little did Marsha know that Elfi had already arrived
home and was looking for her Mom. She left a notice note on the frig... "Elfi,
went to meet our neighbor, be back soon. Love Mom".

   Tiffany had noticed the teen Girls go into Marsha's her house, but decided
not to tell Marsha, at least not just yet.

   Tiffany still had to work her plan to seduce Marsha and make her, Her sex
toy.

To be continued...



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