Date: Wed, 13 Feb 2013 14:24:13 +0800 (WST)
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: The Introduction Part 2

The Introduction Part 2

The ice was broken as far as the family were concerned, Simon had been at
work behind the scenes of course and I began to feel a measure of
acceptance.  Meanwhile sex with Simon was a constant attraction,
negotiating our time together without arousing suspicions was another
thing, nevertheless there were the occasional long lazy afternoons when I
submitted eagerly to his attentions, then those occasional snatched
encounters when with practised hands he would swiftly divest me of clothing
in some quiet nook then take his pleasure as I bent over, buttocks
offered....sex again with another man....oh joy, and I knew for certain
that I'd never be able to relinquish that pleasure...never...just the feel
of his penis in my hands, hot and silky smooth, and its taste as my tongue
savoured the glossy tip - all this enhanced by the knowledge that should I
wish, this gorgeous object would skilfully probe my cheeks to ride high and
proud deep within!

There was of course another consideration, my wife Margaret...for as her
brother continued to use me so my own desire for her body lessened...and
she was highly sexed...I suppose we got by but things weren't that
satisfactory either.  Things did come to a head in the next few weeks..and
the results were quite - interesting - I suppose.

This curious family had various elements and connections strung out all
over Sydney and rural New South Wales, one branch in fact hailed from a
farm long since abandoned, their roots remained fixed there however with a
few surviving members still subsisting in the area. Someone had the idea of
a family reunion, I heard this debated.  It was also the first time that I
heard the name "Uncle Robert" mentioned and in such terms that I afterwards
questioned my wife "Oh him, there's long been bad feeling between him and
Dad - no one knows why!" So I left it at that.

Eventually we all arrived at the little town's one Motel and prepared for
events that first evening. This was an opportunity for Margaret to dress up
and she'd come well prepared, figure hugging silk dress and slightly risqué
cleavage (nothing extreme or her Mother would have complained) but she wore
no bra beneath it.  I recall casually admiring the set of her small breasts
as she slipped the skirt over her head...then the decision was made,
suspender belt, not tights and no panties.  All fine by me and besides I
was still savouring my last encounter with Simon and feeling pleasantly
sore you-know-where!

The crowd in that church hall was pretty much what you would expect, a very
mixed bunch comprised of some rather affluent members, then well-to-do
orchardists and last the struggling artisans.  One after another they came
to inspect us and offer well wishes and then things settled into the usual
routine of dances and drinks.  Both Margaret and I had arrived at the punch
bowl laid on by a local and I recall her leaning forward across the table
to help herself.  Obviously Margaret and I were newcomers and she in
particular stood out with her slender girlish charm and lovely little
figure, so it was no surprise we were immediately identified by the man
opposite. "Don and Margaret, you must be - and I'm Margaret's uncle
Robert!"  He effusively leaned forward in greeting, he was a very large
individual and I noted the size of his hands in particular. In mid greeting
he froze and I saw the direction of his gaze...at that angle Margaret's
dress would have allowed him full view of her two shapely little
breasts...he continued to stare until abruptly pulling himself together he
lapsed into small talk.  Eventually he wandered off.  After he'd gone I
casually mentioned "Your uncle Robert - he was busy getting an
eyeful...down your dress!" "Nonsense!" she snapped back, obviously annoyed,
so I left it and wandered off.

Shortly after as I was chatting with Simon I saw Margaret leave the Hall to
be followed almost immediately by uncle Robert, so now curious and with
Simon in tow, I too followed. It was a clear night and I could easily hear
their footsteps, which suddenly stopped.  Suddenly cautious I withdrew into
shadow, as did Simon then edged forward.

They were in a small clearing, Margaret with her back to a tree and facing
uncle Robert eyes wide and her body rigid.  As we watched his huge hands
came up, paused and then deftly divested her shoulders of the dress..in the
moonlight her glorious torso shone palely, exquisitely sculpted little
breasts lifting darker nipples high and jutting proudly.  Uncle Robert
swore and continued "Lovely, just lovely...hope your Dad appreciates his
little girl?"  Margaret didn't answer but turned her head slightly as those
huge hands got to work, each cupping a breast they moved in unison as if to
masturbate, occasionally he would stop to admire her half naked body, then
again he'd fondle and caress...until obviously sure of his timing, I saw
him reach down between her legs, clearly I heard it - that squelch of a
well lubricated pussy! "Ah yes, that's about right my little pet, my little
wet beauty, oh if only your Dad could see you now!".  Margaret stared
blankly back then suddenly her body lifted and she jerked back against the
tree, a brief pause and she jerked again, eyes now shut and the penny
dropped...uncle Robert was in her and was now busy enjoying my wife!  I
became aware of Simon, feverishly his hands groped me, eyes fixed upon what
was being done to his sister then aroused in turn, I fastened upon his
offered penis.  The scenario changed slightly, Margaret's eyes opened and
she glanced down to where uncle Robert's hands held her aloft beneath her
thighs as he pushed her back against the tree, he was taking her with short
slow strokes obviously intent on prolonging matters.  Occasionally he would
pause, then thrust from another direction to derive full enjoyment - then I
saw her hands and incredibly, each began toying at a nipple. "God you sexy
little doll, like uncle Robert to keep going?"  She silently mouthed
something and her eyes closed again.

I had no idea that Simon would be so influenced by the sight of what was
being done to his sister, nor can I explain my own excitement for vaguely I
recall the warmth of his ejaculation yet instantly he was hard again, then
it was my turn to cum in his hand.  When next I looked at the couple,
Margaret's face tensed and her lips parted - she had cum!  Relaxing again
she continued to jerk back and forth, back and forth but this time she had
managed to place her hands on Uncle Robert's shoulders for support and was
busy lifting her little body up and down as he thrust up and into her.  So
vigorous were his thrusts by now that those lovely firm breasts began to
jiggle in unison.  Suddenly uncle Robert stiffened, through clenched teeth
he said "So, so, here it is....into you, little beauty, yessss...here it
comes...up, up oh God!"  He shuddered and shuddered.  It wasn't the
end...Uncle Robert had her again before our eyes and Margaret began to
flush pink, biting her lip hard to suppress her own arousal she let him
enjoy her...little knowing the enjoyment she had also provided to Simon and
myself!