The Margey Household - Book 5 - Sex Stories

The Margey Household - Book 5

... beers for both of them.

Listen Chris, I know you fancy your mum rotten. I would if I was a boy, more so if I was a lez. (I'm not and never will be btw) I haven't had sex for six months and I'd like to seduce you. Tonight. And as many times after as necessary. Whaddya say?

Err, Auntie..I mean Debbie…I mean Debs. I fancy you rotten too. I don't care what you did to me as a kid. I'll pee in your mouth again. I'll suckle your boobs. I'll fuck you in your cunt. Whatever you want. Cos I've always been in love with you.

Great! What about Spag Bol, and we'll get down to business. I'm on the Pill by the way.

Debs' Spag Bol is a thing of his dreams, not bettered by anyone in his life, before or since.

She kissed him on my still wet head.

Can you control yourself if I cook in the nuddy? Set the table, please.

Huh, I think my charms will distract you more, I retorted, as I waved my now floppy willy in front of her, helicopter style.

She hit him on the arm with a wooden spatula.

After a perfect meal with ice cream for dessert, they sat on the sofa, and she started describing parts of her sex life. Pee games featured heavily.

He asked her why she'd never settled down with anyone, and she gave the glib answer: because you weren't available. Honesty, I don't know. People tell me I'm the perfect soulmate, but…I just haven't met him.

She snivelled a bit and he comforted her.

She gave his penis a few rubs and sucks, and he stuck his finger in her ...

... pussy.

Easy, Cowboy. Lots of time. After our dinner has gone down, I've got a nice natural champagne drink for you, and I'd like to try yours. If you can stand getting in the shower again with this ugly old maid, I might even spray you from between my legs. I like a strong jet on my arsehole while I flick my bean.

Noted, ma'am.

They watched a bit of TV, and then she pulled him by the hand upstairs. She got in the tub and he stood outside.

I can't remember how old you were. 4 or 5 maybe. Perhaps I'd been drinking. I think we were bathing together. I stood you up, pointed your little cock at my face. Always fascinated by it. Still am. I tapped your body and you thought that was the signal to start urinating, into my gob. It tasted so good. I pulled your foreskin back and taught you to do the same. You loved seeing your little red knob appear. I sucked it many times, and I'm sure you had tiny orgasms. Tell me you won't report me to the police. I don't want to share a cell with a fat bitch called Bubba.

Even if you'd raped me, I wouldn't tell anyone. I just wish I was older and not blood-related to you so I could make you happy.

Fuck me good, and that bit will come true. Give me some urine, lover boy.

She held him and pulled his skin back and he let fly.

Then he got in, and she squatted over him and he saw her peehole open up and fill his mouth.

They went in the bedroom and she began to fellate him Then he kissed all over her pubic area, and started to eat her out. ...