Date: Wed, 20 Feb 2013 08:17:29 +0800 (WST)
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: The Introduction Part 6

The Introduction Part 6


It was an old house with large grounds and thickly timbered away from the
house, pleasantly shaded for the most part - well worth a stroll on a hot
day such as this.  Besides the plants were unfamiliar and I was curious.
Rows of (to me) exotic bushes invited exploration and I was engrossed, to
such an extent that her voice came as a shock - Jean my mother-in-law was
beconning me.  She was casually lounging in one of those long recliners,
the sort that you can fold up, plainly she was "off duty" as the matriarch
since the gear she wore was unusually informal, shorts and a blouse, well I
never!  Patting the grass beside her she indicated I should sit and as I
did so, I noticed - wow!  I'd seen them before of course, Simon's video had
revealed all but somehow they were more exciting when partially revealed by
an unbuttoned blouse - her breasts, they were similar to Margaret's but
more plump - beautiful!

Jean had been chatting away and I caught her words "...seem to have made a
hit with Simon - and Margaret too of course, we'll have to see what you
think of the rest of us...?"  Then she caught the direction of my stare,
froze for a moment as I hurriedly turned away.  When she continued her
voice had changed "Well, do you like what you see...perhaps this will help
you make up your mind?"  With that she sat upright, unbuttoned the rest of
her blouse and undid a catch at the front, her bra dropped away...I was
mesmerised, she had a faint smile on her face, tummy pulled in and chest
out she faced me.  "Well then?"  Without thinking, I reached out...beneath
my fingers er nipples hardened, I could feel them!  There's something about
a woman's breasts when explored for the first time, I can never stop
feeling them up and so it was with Jean, it was impossible to associate
these magnificent sensuous globes and the pink tips stiffening to my touch
with the stern matriarch I knew!  Greatly daring I leaned forward and
sucked on a nipple...the very same that had nurtured Simon and Margaret!
"Hard, harder, do it harder!"  Something was happening with her shorts too,
where there had been fabric I could now savour smooth skin, oh such smooth
silky skin, I ran a hand up her thigh, way up.  Greatly daring and scarcely
believing my luck with this no nonsense matron...I found her
mound...fingers strayed at the lips and gently parting them found her warm
moisture. "I'm not fragile you know....do what you like....". Fingers
squelching I explored Jean's pussy, she was grey down there too, absently I
toyed with her clitoris, she caught her breath a couple of times and I
began to think of pushing my luck further - Jean decided for me "Well, I
suppose you are ready for your final welcome to the family, here let me
check!"  Skilled fingers unfastened my pants and she lay back, legs spread
wide.

Jean was totally uninhibitted, she enjoyed what was being done and didn't
keep it quiet either, for my part looking down at the bucking woman I
thought "If Margaret wears as well as her mum here - I'm in luck!"  Jean
climaxed at least twice as far as I knew and was noisy about it but just
then I didn't care.  I had just reached orgasm myself and happily spent lay
panting upon my partner who gave a most unladylike giggle "Well now, first
Margaret, then Simon...yes I know!  And now me - welcome to the familly
Don!"  And at that she pulled me to her and we exchanged a deep kiss.  It
was as we parted I caught movement, a brief glimpse...it was Margaret and
she was darting off in the direction of the house!  I relaxed - after all I
couldn't expect criticism but then again I thought women can be funny.
Jean broke the silence "That was lovely darling...I think I'd like you to
do it again, sometime soon perhaps?"  I was more than happy to agree.

Back at the house I found the secluded side porch occupied - there I saw
Margaret perched upon her Dad's lap, she beamed at me slyly, he in turn
called out "So, you've just been with my wife have you?  Well, fairs fair
in this house - don't you think?  Margarets arms were around his neck and
like a little girl she snuggled against his chest, the picture of
innocence...except..I noticed her skirt, it was rucked up around her waist!
Then I saw what his hand was doing, it was busy between her thighs!
Margaret now flushed with pleasure gave me a sheepish grin, her father
adjusted his position and moved her on his lap so I had a clear view of his
activities "How do you like my little girl then, this down here - it's
choice isn't it?"  I could see how his big fingers were plunging in and out
of that little mound, she spread her legs wider, occasionally he'd switch
tactics and I noticed how deftly he attended to that tiny knob between
those lips.  Margaret lisped in her little girl voice "Daddy.....did you
know that...that...I met Uncle Robert.....and that...we had lots an lots of
fun - while Don and Simon watched?"  Her Dad paused and scowled then looked
at me "Well, did they...and did you both watch?"  I nodded "Then what were
you doing while you were watching....both wanking each other I suppose?
Again I nodded and he thought for a while, then grinned "Well, come here
then, closer, that's it...let's see how much you like what you see....yeah
I know you've probably just shot inside my wife but...try!".  Well, I had
felt stirings, true enough, it's what happens every time I know she's being
had by someone and now I could see those gleaming thighs and her open pussy
lips, well....I soon found I was stroking myself!  "That's it, you can keep
us company!" called her father.  Margaret by now had his penis out and was
happily playing with it, he had actually withdrawn his fingers and
presented her to me full view "Wathch" hes said.  Impishly, my sweet wife
grinned and with her free hand...began to play with her pussy.  I watched
enthralled "Some show eh?  Guess who taught her how to do it too?"
Margaret smiled coyley "Daddy loves watching his little girl play...don't
you Daddy?"  This was too much, I came then and there.  Seeing this her
father gave a great guffaw and gathering her in his arms carried her off to
their bedroom.  Left outside, a short time later I could only stand and
listen as the bed springs began to creak, on and on they went and I began
to wonder...living with this family could mean...almost semi permanent
errection...and it was certainly a case of "share and share alike" wasn't
it?  Would I be able to handle it?  But then I felt Simon's hand on my
buttocks, he began to fondle and...Oh God....between listening to what was
happening to Margaret and Simon's attentions - well, you know how it is?
No surprise they were all so secretive though!


Fondleroy