My Aunt the Witch

As a child growing up I would hear the adults calling aunt Sara strange and off her rocker and then I didn't understand what they meant. By the time I was 20 and off to city for work, the same city as aunt Sara 43. I hadn't had much in the way of contact with her growing up only seeing at some family events mainly funerals. If I was asked to describe her I would say about 5 foot 7 or 8 inches slender build and that's about it. As far as I knew everyone else of about the same age as Sara thought her a bit weird. Before leaving I was going thru the family address book making note of family addresses and phone numbers in my own address book. My mother Emma 45 Sara's older sister always said always write down numbers and addresses as cellphones can get lost or crashed. While going thru the book I found the number and address of aunt Sara and also included it in my book. Sara the youngest of 3 and never married lived (about 3 miles)near where I was staying, but I wasn't planning on visiting her. Several months later and living in the city doing okay for myself, while at work there was a fire the building I was staying at. My room was not damaged by the fire, but was a lot of damage and it would weeks maybe months to repair. So I needed another place to live, not a easy thing to find late on a Friday afternoon. Talking to Emma on the phone it was her who told me to go to Sara's place and see her. She said I could stay with Emma till I found another place and that she will ring Sara and tell her of problem. So I packed up all my stuff and put it in my car and drove to Sara's home. It didn't look weird from the outside, just a small ranch style house. No other car in the driveway and I thought she might still be at work. But I knocked the door and then it was opened by Sara she welcomed me and showed me her spare I could use during my stay. The house was darker than most, dark colors and a few candles lighting up the interior. My room was a lighter cream color, than maroon or other darker colors I had seen on way there. Sara was happy I was there as far as I could judge from little contact I had over the years with her. Anyway she left me to settle in and after I asked her was my car in her way in her driveway. No I don't have a car I use a taxi if I can't get where I'm going by a bus. She asked me what I would like for dinner, I replied whatever is going will do. I'm having cold turkey and salad. Okay by me I replied, I noticed there wasn't any T V or even radio or any other electrical device. I had my laptop and after dinner and a shower I returned to my room and looked at videos on my laptop. The next I went back to my old place to see what was happening there, not much and was roped off. I done some shopping and had lunch at a diner and called home. My father Steven answered and said you haven't been turned into a toad yet then, I was confused by that. But Emma took the phone and said don't worry about that and asked how I was. Okay I replied and asked what this about toad. Emma told that Sara thought was a witch and got by doing magic and card readings for people. I heard Steven say the local crackpots in the background, Emma said ignore him. Anyway I now new why Sara was called weird and strange by others in family. Anyway I had found her very nice and I wasn't worried about being turned into a toad. But if Steven acted the same around Sara as he had on the phone, I think she would justified in turning him into a toad. Over the next weeks I turned 21 and and had weekend back home my parents and Sara made the trip with me. I was happy she as we were getting on very well. Emma was also happy Sara came as well. Steven never said what he thought, on our return to the city we stopped by to see what had happened with old place. Nothing and talking to someone I knew they there was something wrong with the building foundations and might be a lot longer before it was repaired. I getting back to Sar's place she told I could stay as long as I needed too. A few nights later (Friday night) she had women over for some ritual or other. I stayed in my room and and didn't hear or see anything, I got up early on the Saturday morning and worked on my car for a while. Sara got up around noon, she must have had a late night. I didn't ask what they had done, if she wanted me to know she tell me. Later on in the afternoon Sara asked would get a box down from onto of a cupboard. I did and then she asked would give a back rub, I agreed. While doing back I got a little excited as Sara had a great body. But I manage to stop getting a hard-on, after I was finished she asked me to join her in her hot tub. I agreed again and said I would get my trunks. No need she replied I wear anything in the hot tub. I was unsure at first, but not wanting to look prudish I said I would go in naked as well. We both got into the hot tub I was enjoying the water and trying not to get a hard-on. Sara had the body of a goddess and it was hard to keep from thinking of her sexually. It became harder when started to rub my chest and then she moved her hand down and took hold of my cock. At that point I gave up trying stop getting a hard-on as it was getting hard. Good she said and she continued play with my cock. She got me to cum and then suggested we go to her bed. I went with her no hesitation and we had sex and again that night and I've fucking Sara regularly since. My old place has been fixed now, but I'm stay with Sara and a couple of her coven have also slept with me. They are all older than Sara, but they are still great fucks. Sara is by far the best looker of the lot. I've also met the youngest daughter of Joanne 52 and have start to date her. Carole 19 isn't sleeping with me yet, but I like her a lot.