Date: Wed, 20 Feb 2013 08:17:29 +0800 (WST) From: Paul Hart 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