Abigail Greyson

Meg and Jake Part 5: Abigail Greyson

11 AM

Meg parked her car across the street from

Greyson's Baubles and Books

and killed the engine. She sat staring intently at the bookstore just thinking. Thinking about everything and nothing at the same time. She thought about her mother, her mother's journal entries, the photos of her parents, Janet, and Jake. She thought about the nymphomaniac she had become and her appetite for forbidden fruit.

She hadn't fallen asleep until late last night, and once she did, she dreamt tantric dreams of her mother and two faceless blonde twins holding her down and fucking her as she described in her journal. She woke up in a feverish state but resisted the urge to masturbate or wake up Jake for a good hard fuck. She dismissed the dreams as a product of reading the journal so many times yesterday, and she needed to focus on today's fact-finding mission.

She had gotten Jake out the door to work by 7:30, then spent the rest of the morning with a hot shower and deciding what to wear on her spy mission. She had picked out a blue button up the front summer dress that was snug on her belly and hips. It had a nice shelf that displayed her large C Cup breasts with just to the right amount of cleavage showing. She wore no bra or no panties. She hadn't really worn either very much since she got home from school, and it was habit she was really enjoying.

"

Well, what are you waiting for?"

Meg thought to herself as she fiddled with the car keys. "

Get out of the car and go inside. Jake is probably right. It's been over 18 years, and you are not going to find anybody or anything."

With that final thought, Meg got out of the car and crossed the street toward the entrance of the bookstore. Her large C cup breast bounced on her small 5'1" frame as she jogged toward the shop entrance. She loved the way her breasts felt with no bra, and several passersby enjoyed the sight of them as well.

Meg opened the door, and her mind instantly started to spin. There behind the counter were two blonde haired twins. This was like a twisted scene from the movie "The Shining" except these girls were drop dead gorgeous! Meg tried hard to focus as a gust of cold air from the stores air conditioning surrounded her. Her nipples became stiff instantly from the cold air, they were very visible through the thin fabric of her summer dress.

"Good morning and welcome to Greyson's!" one of the twins said with a warm smile.

"How can we help you today?" the other twin quickly added.

"Hi" was all that Meg could initially manage. She glanced at the twin's name tags, Sara and Samantha. "

Thank god those don't say Abigail and Meg, this is already like the fucking Twilight Zone"

"

What a beautiful shop you have here." Meg blurted got out as she managed a smile while looking around the shop. The shop was like an overstuffed cozy old English bookstore. It had a magical feel to it, and part of her thought she could stay her forever.

"Never say that again....Danny!"

she thought to her self sarcastically

"Thanks!" The twin named Samantha answered, "It belongs to our mom and aunt! It's been in the family forever."

Meg looked at the shelf behind the counter that was covered in photos. Her attention was immediately drawn to a picture that included the two girls at the counter, and slightly older girl, and two older versions of them with balloons that said "Happy Birthday Mom and Auntie"

"Is that your mom in photo?" Meg asked sweetly

"Yes, that's Mom, her twin sister Meg, and our cousin Cassidy." Sara answer with joy in her voice. "Kind of crazy we are twins from a twin!"

"It was never ending in High School" Samantha chimed in, "All the boys, asking all the time about us, our mom, our aunt, and our cousin. Thank God we graduated early last month" Both girls giggled in unison.

"I'm Sara and this is my sister Samantha. Is there anything specific you are looking for.....hmm I didn't catch your name Ms.?" Sara pried gently.

"Meg, Meg Jacobs. Pleasure to meet you both!" Meg liked these two girls. They seemed very nice, nothing evil about them. "I'm just looking around, thank you."

"Your Meg? Mother is expecting you, but you are early!" Sara said excitedly. "Sam, go tell Mom that Ms. Meg is here."

Samantha quickly disappeared into the back of the bookstore through a dark heavy curtain near the back wall.

"Expecting me?" Meg's mind started slip again. "How could she be expecting me? I've never....."

"Ooo, Mom just knows things." Sara sighed before she continued. "She actually canceled all of her appointments today because she said someone very special was coming today. Then she said it was you, Ms. Meg Jacobs."

Meg's mouth went dry, she couldn't speak. She was on a secret mission to gather information about something that may or may not have happened some 19 years ago, and here she stood in front of a twin of a twin who knew her name before she stepped foot in the store. What the fuck?

"What's your mother's name if I may ask?" Meg was trying to regain some sort of control of the situation. But before Sara could answer, Samantha reappeared from behind the curtain.

"Ms. Meg, Mom will see you now. You can follow me." Samantha motioned for Meg to come with her. Meg blindly followed her in a helpless fashion.

They walked down a long wood paneled hallway, past several doors along both sides. Finally, they reached a heavy wooden door at the end on the hall. The door was covered with intricate carvings that looked like they were from some medieval time. Samantha knocked softly. The knock was quickly answered with, "Come in Love."

Samantha opened the door and showed Meg in. Behind a large Oak table covered in candles and other assorted objects sat a stunning blonde woman with piercing blue eyes. When she stood, she seemed to be the about the same height as Meg but with heavy D cup breasts. She was dressed in a Stevie Nicks style black dress, very witchy. The top of the dress was low-cut top and it showed off her ample cleavage.

"Sam love, please pour Ms. Jacobs a cup of that special tea I brewed for her. Once you have finished, you and Sara take care of the shop for the rest of the day." The woman spoke very softly to her daughter. "I want no interruptions while my guest is here. Your Aunt Meg will be back late tonight, and we can all go to dinner, ok?"

"Sure Mom, love you!" Samantha poured a cup of tea from a small pot in the corner and placed the cup in front of Meg. After pouring the tea she left the room and closed the door behind her.

"I'm Abigail Greyson, it's a pleasure to finally meet you Ms. Jacobs, or can I call you Meg?" Abigail Greyson's eyes seemed to pierce into Meg's soul as she spoke. "Have a seat." The last part was almost a command.

"Meg is fine Ma'am...I, well" Meg stuttered a bit trying to find words as she sat in the overstuffed chair opposite of the heavy table. "Your daughters are very beautiful Ms. Greyson. They look just like you!"

"My daughter's,,,, so sweet and innocent. They turn 18 in a few days." Abigail had a faraway look in her eyes for a second, "I'm sure the sweet and innocent part will change once they turn 18. I know it did for me."

Abigail continued after a short pause, "Mary certainly has a beautiful young daughter! How old are you now Meg? 21...22?"

"I'm 22 now.... I.." Meg started to speak but Abigail cut her off.

Try the tea, I made it special just for you." Abigail motioned to the cup of tea in front of Meg.

"

She knows my mom's name.... Mary! She said my mother's name, she knows me?

." Meg's thoughts raced over the journal entries in her mind.

Meg reached for the cup of tea. It smelled like honeysuckle and something else she couldn't place. The taste was fantastic, and before she knew it, she had drunk half of the cup.

"Meg it is then." Abigail smiled a warm welcoming smile. "That's easy enough. That's my sisters name, but you know that already don't you?. I'm glad to see you like the tea!"

"It's delicious! What kind is it? I've never tasted anything like it before." As Meg asked, she felt a warm sensation of relaxation wash over her body. She quickly finished the rest of the tea in the cup. "Is it the same thing your drinking?"

"It's a special blend of herbs and a secret family ingredient." Abigail gazed at Meg as she spoke. "It helps with nerves. I have my own special tea that I'm drinking, mine is called the Tea of life."

Meg felt a wave of surrender and euphoria wash over her as she looked at Abigail. She was mesmerized by this woman, almost like she was under a spell. She felt compelled to love this woman, and she couldn't shake the magical attraction that was starting to engulf her. She couldn't stop looking at Abigail's eyes and exposed cleavage.

Meg started to speak, but Abigail shushed her and began to spread out Tarot Cards out on the table in an intricate formation. Her eyes twinkled in the candlelight as she laid the cards out. "Would you like a free reading, Meg?"

"Yes..... yes I would Ms. Greyson.... thank you" Meg heard herself speak.

"You can call me Abigail, ok Meg?" She gave Meg a quick wink.

"Ok...Abigail...what a beautiful name." Meg almost whispered, "I've always loved that name."

Abigail took her time with the cards as she watched Meg. The tea she had given her had a just a splash of a potion in it that helped lower inhibitions and "loosen the tongue", so to speak. She could tell that it was taking affect nicely. The

potion of life

she had put in her own tea was also taking effect. She could feel her milk letting down and her breasts getting heavy.

"You have a lot of questions don't you Meg? I have a lot of answers." Abigail smiled as she stopped laying the cards down. She rested her hands on the table and looked intently into Meg's eyes. "So, what brings you here love, is it your mother's journal?"

"Yes, I have so many questions..." Meg didn't know where to start, "how do you know...?"

"I know everything there is to know about the journal in your purse, your mother, and you Meg." Abigail flipped the first card and sighed. "You have been a very naughty girl Meg, haven't you?" Abigail looked deep into Meg's glazed eyes.

Meg blushed like a little girl who had been caught doing something naughty.

"Forbidden love....hmm delicious isn't it Meg?" Abigail licked her lips, "I don't have a brother, but love with a sister or a mother is just as delicious, I can assure you."

As Abigail spoke Meg felt her clit stiffen. She didn't know or care how Abigail knew her secret, but it almost felt liberating and dirty that this beautiful woman in fact knew her incestuous secret. She also felt excitement that Abigail mentioned making love to her mother and sister. Meg had a sudden urge to kiss this woman.

"So, tell me what you want to know Meg." Abigail paused, "Or shall I just fill in the blanks for you? Mind you there is a cost. There is always a cost love."

"The journal, mom's dreams, you and your sister, how my mother is now! What does it all mean" Meg blurted out one full sentence. She was never expecting to be actually speaking to Abigail Greyson, let alone sitting in her office and lusting after her.

"Meg, do you believe in witchcraft? Magic?" Abigail whispered as she started to flip the next card. "I'm a witch Meg, a real live witch. Do you believe me?"

As Meg stared into Abigail's eyes she felt another wave of complete surrender to this woman. "Yes...I do, yes."

"So, a long time ago when my sister and I had just been accepted into our coven after our 18

th

birthday, we took a liking to your mother." Abigail smiled as she spoke. "Your mother was so beautiful, so pregnant, full of life, love and lust. My sister and I lusted after her, we only wanted a taste, but we wanted her none the less."

"Honestly, my sister and I kind of broke the rules by casting a spell on your mother to seduce her. She was pregnant. The spell we cast is called the Spell of Dreams." Abigail continued. "Our mother found out, and the two of us were severely punished." Abigail paused for a moment. "So, to answer your burning question, neither Jesus nor a priest saved your mother from my sister and I. Our mother made us stop casting spells on Mary Jacobs, your mom."

"So tell me, what is it that you really want Meg? Is that all you really wanted? The answer to a few journal entries" Abigail waited for an answer. "Or do you want something from me?"

"I...I guess I want my mom to be normal and vibrant again. The way she looked in all those pictures before she found Jesus and became a prude." Meg said softly

"Meg, what is it that you really want. You are not telling me everything Meg!" Abigail's voice was stern now. "Do you lust for what you cannot have? What is it that you crave Meg?"

Abigail's potion was now in full effect, and Meg was fighting a battle of lust, shame, and hate inside. "I want to make love to my mother...no.... I want to fuck her....no...I want to make that fucking bitch to eat my pussy for every fucking bit of guilt she made me feel growing up. I want her the way she was in her dreams in the journal. I want her to be the insatiable whore she is!"

"Now doesn't that feel better Meg?" Abigail caught her breath as she felt the wave of emotions released by Meg wash over her. Abigail felt her giant clit to start to stiffen between her folds. "I can give you that Meg, but as I said there is a price."

"You can make it the way it was?" Meg looked at Abigail, her eyes almost begging for an answer.

"I can, but you must say exactly what you want, and you must

pay

." Abigail rose from her seat and walked around the table. She now stood between the table and Meg's chair looking down lovingly at Meg like a beautiful dark angle.

"Please, can you make it so Abigail...I so lust and crave what is forbidden, I beg of you." With the help of the potion she had drank Meg's inner demon was now speaking out loud. "I want it sooooo badly to fuck my mother. I want to watch Jake fuck her..... and I want to fuck my dad." Abigail's perfume was intoxicating, Meg felt her pussy become swollen and wet.

"What do you have to pay me with my love?" Abigail ran her fingers down Meg's soft cheek as she spoke. "What do you have that I would want?"

"I don't have any money..... I..." Meg's eyes were lost in Abigail's gaze, "I will do anything you want...anything!" Meg began to unbutton the top of her dress and exposed her young firm breasts to Abigail.

"Mmmm... young and supple. You are a naughty girl Meg!" Abigail reached down and tweaked one of Meg's rock-hard nipples. "What will do for me Meg?"

"Anything..... anything you desire." Meg had abandoned all of her inhibitions and her heart ached with unadulterated lust.

Abigail smiled as she slowly unbuttoned the front of her black gothic dress exposing the most magnificent pair of breasts the Meg had ever seen. Large silver dollar sized areolas with long hard nipples. Meg was mesmerized by the breasts in front of her, and her own nipples stiffened as she reached out her hands to touch them. They were warm to the touch, and they were firm and very heavy.

Abigail continued to unbutton the dress until her front was fully exposed, then she sat on the table with her lace up boots on the arm rests on Meg's chair. Her naked pussy was now at eye level with Meg. No more words needed to be said.

Meg stared in awe at the sight in front of her. Abigail's blonde naked pussy was only inches in front of her face. Dangling from her vaginal folds was a massive angry swollen clit. It was just like what her mother has seen in her dreams. It looked to be at least 4 inches in length, and the end looked like the bulbous head of a cock. It was erect and Meg's mouth watered with the anticipation of sucking it.

Meg inched forward slowly closing the distance with Abigail's aromatic pussy. She slowly ran her tongue up Abigail's delicate folds until she made contact the enormous clit. Abigail's pussy tasted delicious, and it smelled of Honey Suckle. Until now she had only tasted herself and Janet, but Abigail's pussy was so much more.

Meg slowly placed the enormous cock like clit into her mouth and began to suck soft and slow. In between sucks she would run her tongue along the length of the monster clit, and then slowly suck again. She found she could run her tongue up Abigail's slit while keeping the 4 inch clit buried in her mouth.

"Hmmmm... your good at that Meg. Suck my clit like you suck your brother's cock...... are you my dirty little whore now Meg?" Abigail coed as Meg began to suck her with more force and rhythm. "That's it suck the cunt of your Goddess."

Meg unbuttoned her own dress the rest of the way as she continued to suck Abigail off. She reached down with a free hand and started to masturbate her own hard clit as Abigail slowly fucked her face.

"Put your fingers in my cunt Meg...... fuck me while you are sucking me off you little slut." Abigail ordered as she tweaked her own nipples.

Meg did as she was told and gently slid three fingers into Abigail's dripping pussy and began slowly finger fucking her at a pace that matched her sucking. Meg felt dirty the way Abigail was speaking to her. She liked it, it was making her pussy drenched.

"Ooooo that's it you little fucking cunt.... suck my fucking pussy. I'm gonna cum in your mouth Meg...... Oooooo I'm gonna cum so fucking hard....." Abigail let out a scream as she reached her first orgasm. She pinched her nipples hard as she came, and her breasts started to leak milk.

Meg had been looking up from between Abigail's thighs as she sucked her off. Meg was awe struck at the sight of Abigail starting to lactate as she was climaxing. Abigail's pussy clinched tight around Meg's fingers as she orgasmed and let out a scream. She then spasmed hard and ejaculated a flood of thick sticky sweet cum all over Meg's buried fingers.

"Lick it up Meg..... eat my cum, all of it." Abigail ordered as she placed one of her own nipples in her mouth and began to nurse herself. After a few hard sucks she released her nipple. "Fuck........ I have waited a so long to have a Jacobs girl suck my cunt." Abigail's own milk ran down her chin as she started sucking her own tit again.

Meg licked and sucked as ordered. She hungrily ate every drop of Abigail's cum that oozed from her heavenly pussy. She sucked Abigail's pussy with a passion that she never shown Janet.

After a several minutes Abigail stood and motioned Meg onto the table where she had been sitting. Abigail stood between Meg's open legs and kissed her deeply, enjoying the taste of her own cum on Meg's lips. She began to gently grind her giant hard clit against Meg's pussy as they kissed.

Meg relished the tasted of Abigail's breast milk as they kissed. She wanted to suck her breasts so badly and feed from this woman.

"I'm going to fuck you Meg" Abigail whispered into Meg's mouth as they kissed. "I'm going to fuck you, and fuck you Meg. I'm going to fuck you slow and then cum in your mouth. Do you want that Meg?

"Yes.... Fuck yes.......Fuck me Abigail...... I'm yours...just fuck me now please...." Meg begged.

"Shhhhh,,,,Suck my tit like a baby Meg.....fill your belly with my milk while I'm fucking that sweet little pussy of yours." Abigail guided Meg's mouth to her awaiting nipple. Once Meg was latched on, Abigail guided her engorged 4" clit into Meg's awaiting pussy and began to slowly fuck Meg as promised.

Meg's mouth was filled with warm sweet milk from Abigail's heavy tit while her pussy was being fucked by her monstrous clit. The feel of Abigail's giant clit and clitoral hood sliding in and out of her pussy was like nothing she had ever felt before. Her clitoral hood created a seal of suction between the two of them which increased the sensation of being fucked by this goddess.