The New Neighbour Part 14

The New Neighbour -- Part 14

The old man was on his side turned away from the form of Amanda Prescott lying next to him. He was enjoying the warmth of the blanket and a very pleasant dream that had him fully erect when he began to wake feeling something press into his back.

Amanda had woken and seeing the old man next to her the suggestive conditioning kicked in and she was powerless to fight it.

She turned to her side and shuffled to the old man's skinny body pressing her now naked breasts to his back her nipples rock hard. She shimmied her hips forward pressing her naked pelvis against his skinny ass as her left hand snaked over and around his body finding what she was looking for. She circled her long fingers around his erection. They both made satisfying sounds at the same time as she squeezed him and she felt him throb in response.

The old man slowly turned to face her; her hand glued to his erection. She raised her left leg and moved it over his body opening herself wide as she manoeuvred his erection to her pussy lodging it in place before pushing her hips towards him.

The old man moaned as he felt his cock enclosed in her warm wetness sliding deeper and deeper until he couldn't go any further. He felt her thighs tighten as she put her mouth over his and kissed him as her hips began moving back and forth the old man moving with her.

He glanced at the alarm cock, "4:24", it read.

He picked up the pace knowing that Marcia would be here soon. The couple broke their kiss and focused on fucking each other.

Amanda matched his every thrust her arousal soaring as she became addicted to fucking him. She began to increase the pace throwing the old man's timing off. He quickly readjusted and they were once again in sync as he felt her getting close.

"Ohhhh...ughhh..." she repeated with every thrust her mouth wide open lost in powerful sensations threatening to overwhelm her once again.

The old man slammed into her a half dozen times more when he felt her pussy muscles spasming. He held his erection deep within her and ground his pelvis against her knowing that he was mashing her over-sensitive clitoris with his bony pelvis. He felt her convulse and begin to tremble.

"Aghhhhhh...fuckkkk...so gooodddddd...." she yelled.

The old man held back as her pussy muscles tested his endurance and stamina.

He felt her come down off the intense orgasm just as the doorbell rang.

"Fuck!!!" the old man shouted, "It's Marcia!"

Amanda looked surprised uncertain why her colleague was here.

The old man seeing the confusion took control of her. He was able to exercise full control now that the suggestive conditioning had been sated for the moment. He gave her instructions.

She pulled away from him his hardness sliding from her. He watched her get out of bed and run to the top of the stairs with a sight line to the front door. The old man admired her luscious ass and long legs anxious to fuck her again.

"I'll be down in a minute Marcia!" she yelled running back to the bedroom to put on a pair of panties, bra, and her favourite slippers and robe. She combed her hair, smiled licentiously at the old man, rolled her hips suggestively at him and went to the front door.

The old man felt a tug on his mind control of her as the suggestive conditioning attempted to reinsert itself. Giving no further thought the old man hopped out of bed, quickly made up the bed, put on some clothes and moved to the walk-in closet where he could observe the interchange downstairs through an app on his phone that connected to the cameras hidden throughout the house. He couldn't wait to see what happened.

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Amanda opened the door with an inviting smile. Marcia stepped forward and greeted her with a longer than normal hug which the old man found compelling as she pressed her man-like body against the beautiful wife. Amanda appeared to be taken aback by the unusual display of affection but the old man kept her in complete control avoiding any unpleasantness. He knew that while Amanda wasn't exactly friends with her colleague there was a mutual respect between them. On the other hand she was disgusted at her lesbian lifestyle an opinion she kept to herself.

In all honesty the thought of two women having sex appalled Amanda as unnatural. She made light of her husband's off-colour remarks about Marcia having the hots for her. Even if it were true, and she suspected that there was some truth to it after all in the woman's hospital shower room on two separate occasions Marcia had given her a look that made her want to cover herself. Since then she did her best to avoid showering in the ten-stall women's hospital facility when Marcia was around. She vowed that she would never allow a woman to touch her in a sexual manner ever.

Little did she know that the old man planned to change that or at least to give Marcia a chance to thoroughly explore the naïve wife.

The old man thought that if video of what happened today were racy enough that it could be used against Amanda as an additional form of blackmail and coercion in case the mind control wasn't enough. The old man always had a backup plan.

Amanda stepped back and invited Marcia into her home. Marcia carried a rather large backpack the contents of which were yet unknown.

"Why don't you have a seat," Amanda told her leading her into the living room just off the kitchen.

Marcia removed the backpack and set it down next to her as she took a seat on the couch. Her eyebrows went up as she noticed the stain on the leather chair but she kept her opinions to herself. She was fairly confident as to what the stain could be and the fact that it appeared relatively fresh made her believe that her husband was not the culprit. Could it be possible she thought wondering if Amanda was having an affair while her husband was locked up. She had trouble believing it but the evidence on the chair suggested otherwise. Marcia was intrigued as the thought of the object of her lust within reach caused to shiver in anticipation.

"Can I offer you anything?" Amanda asked innocently, "coffee, tea..."

Marcia thought of the famous stewardess line "Coffee, tea, or me".

"Tea would be fine Amanda but let me prepare it," she said rummaging through her backpack and pulling out a five-ounce bottle marked "Green Tea extract.

"What's that?" Amanda asked.

"This is a special green tea extract. It's simply amazing. You have to try it."

"Well alright," she replied innocently.

"You're going to love it," Marcia said walking to the kitchen.

"Why don't you sit down and relax," she told Amanda, "I can take it from here."

Amanda smiled and headed to the couch blushing at the sight of the stain on the chair wondering why she hadn't washed it off unable to remember the old man's instructions to leave it so that her husband would get the message that she was no longer his -- marking his territory.

Marcia kept up the chit-chat about the hospital while she prepared the tea. She waited for the kettle to come to a boil and retrieved two different cups, one a solid white and the other with light blue stripes on a white background. She poured an ounce of the contents of the small bottle in the blue striped cup and nothing in the white cup pocketing the remainder of the small bottle. She placed a tea bag in each cup and completed the preparation.

"No milk or sugar," Amanda told her.

Marcia nodded making her way to the couch and handing the dosed cup to her.

Marcia sat beside Amanda, her heart racing and her pussy becoming very wet as she watched her finish off the last drop.

"That was delicious Marcia!"

"I told you so," she said with a mischievous smile.

Marcia watched her carefully knowing that it would take about ten minutes for the full effect of the drug to kick in.

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The old man watched from the closet. He had seen Marcia dose Amanda's tea. He just didn't know the effect it would have on her until he felt his control begin to slip.

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"I brought a towel, shaving cream and razors," she started to say.

Amanda turned to look at her uncertain what she had heard.

"Where do you want to do this?" Marcia asked.

The old man felt her struggling as she realized why Marcia was there. The old man knew that she would never have allowed anyone to shave her and would have fought tooth and nail to prevent it. The old man had hoped that running the idea by her every chance he got while in control including while under suggestive conditioning, would warm her to the idea. While she seemed receptive during suggestive conditioning it was another matter altogether while under normal mind control.

Suddenly the old man felt her efforts to expel him grow exponentially. It was taking everything he had to hold her in place. The old man was sweating profusely from this epic battle when Amanda's strength vanished and he regained full control locking her in the mind room. Just as he had secured her he found himself kicked out. It was as if a light had dimmed then gone out leaving only darkness.

"What the fuck..." he thought wondering what had happened until he looked at his phone. Marcia was hovering over her still form as she lay back on the couch eyes closed and breathing lightly. The old man watched the lesbian lean down and plant a very passionate kiss on the lips of her unconscious co-worker.

"We're going to have so much fun!" she announced giddily.

Little did the old man know that Marcia had seen this as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and she was not going to take any chances on being denied. She had hoped that Amanda would fall heavily for her as a potential new lover but she was also a realist and knew that the chances of that were slim to none. Either way she vowed to carnally explore her colleague and if it took subterfuge in the form of a powerful sedative so be it. Had she known that the old man was a silent partner working to debase the young wife to get revenge on her husband she may have upped the odds of becoming one of Amanda's new lovers.

Marcia picked up the backpack and walked up the stairs to the bedroom.

"Perfect!" she said standing before the marital bed.

She opened the backpack and withdrew a large towel the size of a beach towel which covered half of the queen size bed. She then withdrew a video recorder which she mounted on the dresser on a portable stand checking and adjusting the angle to the bed. Finally she took out a can of shaving cream, a package of disposable razors, a washcloth and a plastic bowl. She walked into the ensuite bathroom and filled the sink with hot water depositing both the can of shaving cream and the washcloth in the hot water.

Having readied her "workspace" Marcia headed back downstairs and moments later carried the body of Amanda in her arms through the door to the bedroom as if she weighed nothing. Carrying her over the threshold Marcia thought with a smile mirroring the pre-wedding night marital ritual. Marcia felt her vagina throb with anticipation as she laid Amanda's inert form on the towel on the bed.

Marcia took a step back to admire the view. She stepped to the video recorder and pressed "record".

Moving to the foot of the bed Marcia reached out and untied the robe and slowly pulled it open until Amanda's bra and panty covered body was in full view.

The old man heard her whistle like a man at the sight.

"My God you're beautiful Mrs. Prescott!" she said salivating.

He watched as the amazon-like woman started to remove her own clothes. She stood in her bra and panties matching the attire of her soon to be victim.

Marcia slipped the sleeves of the robe from Amanda's arms and pulled the robe free. She moved back to again admire her colleague before moving on top of her. With her near-naked body pressed to Amanda she leaned in and kissed her passionately her body squirming atop the comatose wife.

"Fuck you feel good Amanda!"

The old man's erection was almost painful he was so hard.

A few minutes later Marcia rolled off of her. She knew that the drug would only last a little over an hour and if she wanted to truly explore her colleague she would have to pick up the pace.

She retrieved the now warm can of shaving cream, the washcloth and bowl half-filled with warm water and stood at the foot of the bed staring down at the beautiful body of Mrs. Amanda Prescott. Taking a deep breath she let her hands follow the contours of Amanda's long legs until they were at the edge of her panties. Inserting her fingers in the seams she grabbed hold and slowly pulled her panties down her legs past her feet and onto the floor.

Grabbing both her feet Marcia spread the legs of the beautiful wife surprised at how hairy she was. Finally Amanda's legs were spread so far apart that they were at the edge of the side of the bed. She couldn't have been spread any further. She was wide open revealing every personal detail of her vagina to the simmering lesbian.

Marcia moved onto the bed between her legs and with hands on either side of her pussy pulled her labia apart until her pink opening was revealed. Marcia inhaled her scent again salivating.

Suddenly Marcia's expression changed to one of puzzlement. Something was off as she stared into the depths of her colleague. There were signs of a very recent penetration. To confirm her belief she slid two fingers as deep as they could go into Amanda and moved them around finally pulling them out. A number of clear strands of what were vaginal secretions stretched like a web of a spider from her fingertips to the lips of her pussy.

Marcia thought of the stain on the leather chair. "Have you been a naughty girl Amanda," she whispered lustily.

She pushed her fingers back into the sleeping beauty feeling around as if searching. Pulling her fingers free with wet squelching sound Marcia sniffed her fingers before greedily licking the remnants.

"You taste delicious," she said.

No sperm or male pre-seminal fluid that she could detect.

"Is there a naked man holding a large cock hiding in your closet?" she asked not expecting a response.

Marcia was convinced that Amanda had recently had sexual intercourse as was evident by slight stretching of her vaginal walls. She was determined to get to the bottom of things. If it was a man she thought that he must have quite a large cock.

Marcia stood up and moved towards the closet. The old man went into panic mode knowing that he was about to be caught. He readied himself to attempt to grab control of her mind but he didn't know if it was possible. While he had entered her mind at the country dance it was fleeting. There was no guarantee that he could control her.

Suddenly Marcia stopped and looked around. She abruptly turned to a night table alongside the bed. She pulled open the single drawer reached in and pulled out the six-inch dildo the old man had purchased at McAllister's.

She started laughing and couldn't stop. It was so funny that the old man almost joined in happy that he hadn't been caught.

When Marcis recovered she looked at the dildo then at the naked woman she moved back between her legs positioning the head of the dildo at her opening. Gradually she slowly pushed it in until only a suction-cup end was visible. She stood back admiring the view letting the video recorder capture the sight.

"I have one almost exactly like this one of yours Amanda," she said, "except it has a cock at each end -- one for you and one for me. ...and the best news...I brought it with me along with a few other toys I am sure you will really enjoy!" she continued laughing.

After having a good laugh and having her observations confirmed Marcia reached out and slowly pulled the dildo from between Amanda's legs. She held it up examining it noting that it was extremely wet and that there was something on the tip. On closer examination she saw that it was a clump of orgasmic discharge. She smiled broadly, "so you enjoyed yourself Amanda with your rubber lover. You are a very naughty girl!"

She was about to put the dildo down when she changed her mind. She stood up spread her legs wide and inserted the dildo into herself enjoying the sensation as it slid home.

She turned, twisted and pulled and pushed it in and out of her for a minute before pulling it free. She re-examined it noting that Amanda's discharge was gone now inside her. Moving forward she reinserted the dildo back into Amanda until it could go no further. She rolled and twisted it inside her captive finally pulling it free and putting it aside.

"Now we are one," she said softly now that they shared vaginal secretions, "time to get down to business," she added as she readied her shaving implements then spraying a wide swath of shaving cream foam that covered Amanda's vaginal area up to her navel. Smiling wickedly she picked up a razor and began to remove the pubic hair taking extra caution not to injure her in the process.

The old man shuddered from the increased flow to an erection that was becoming exceedingly painful after watching Marcia work on Amanda Prescott.

The old man watched Marcia work her magic on removing Amanda's pubic hair repeatedly running the razor through the growth of hair, rinsing off the razor in the bowl and wiping down each saved area with the washcloth. Slowly the pure nakedness of Amanda's vaginal area was slowly revealed until it was done and nothing remained except for a tiny strip above her vagina. Marcia went to work detailing the tiny strip into a landing strip composed of a two inch long and a half inch wide crewcut of pubic hair directly above her clitoral hood. She had contemplated leaving an arrow-shaped design pointing downward but opted for the standard landing strip instead. She wanted Amanda to resemble that porn star look and she believed she had achieved success. Even the old man was impressed.

"One last touch," Marcia announced.

The old man watched her move her hands to either side of Amanda's clitoral hood and begin to encourage the clitoris from its hiding place. Marcia pressed just the right places and worked to stimulate the still comatose wife. In short order the clitoris emerged. Marcia attacked it with a level of lust the old man had rarely seen until Amanda's hips began to shimmy side to side at the relentless attack. Marcia kept up the attack on her clitoris and dropped her head to Amanda's wet pussy licking and sucking every inch of her newly shaved pussy. Marcia used every trick she had learned to give Amanda the best pussy eating she would ever experience but it wasn't enough. Marcia had expected her to have an orgasm of some magnitude and was shocked when it did not materialize. She figured that the drug she had given her was interfering with her ability to react unaware of the blocker the old man had given her earlier.

Not to be denied her own pleasure Marcia looked at her watch and realizing that the drug would be wearing off in the next fifteen minutes she quickly removed her panties and bra before reaching to pull Amanda's upper body forward and unclasping her bra. A few more awkward movements and Amanda was as naked as Marcia.

The old man stroked his painful erection as he watched the lesbian climb onto the drugged wife lining up the nipples of her large breasts with those of Amanda.

"Fuckkkkk meee Amanda. You feel so good," Marcia moaned squirming atop her.

The old man watched her press her lips to Amanda and kiss her passionately while her hips moved up and down as if she were fucking the beautiful wife.

No more than a minute passed before Marcia was moving again this time positioning her captive's legs and her own legs so that the two women resembled a scissors allowing Marcia to push her wet pussy against the pussy of Amanda. The old man watched her move her hips in a fucking motion which was constantly rubbing one pussy against the other. Pussy lips, inner folds and clitoris were in constant contact rubbing and sliding against each other.