The Margey Household - Book 4 - Sex Stories

The Margey Household - Book 4

... girl with biggish uncovered boobs from the pool party. Her parents John and Maggie were from the Ivory Coast (Côte d'Ivoire). Suse said they were nice and very generous to her and the other party-goers.

Obviously, Susan had been bigging it up about her Saturday dressmaking to her college mates, and it piqued her interest. She was an only child, and she usually watched TV all weekend.

So I got a phone call one day from John, a banker, asking if she could join the club. I explained it was just my two girls, and a Nigerian boy, at my eldest daughter's mother-in-law's house, with not much space. A fourth might be too many to handle. We negotiated this way and that, but I said the final decision rested with Andrea.

She was at our house the next day on some errand or another (I think it was a sex session with Margey actually) and when she came out of the bedroom, red-faced and panting slightly, I greeted her by kissing her full on the lips. "That's Margey's pussy I can taste!" "Guilty as charged. Can I bribe you with a pee drink, officer?" "Definitely. But later. I have a proposition for you. Will you marry me?"

(As I write this, I realise I never did get that drink that day. Yah-boo-sucks!)

She was shocked for an instant, before I said: "Actually, I have a new recruit for Saturdays, if you're interested."

I told her the background, and she ummed and aahed for a bit.

Margey had come in by this point, also looking flushed, and I could smell Andrea's cunt juices ...

... on her.

I casually dropped the name of Sally into the conversation, and Margey's light bulb lit up above her head. "Wait, that's the black girl from CIV with big titties for her age".

As soon as 'black' was mentioned, Andrea said: I'll do it. Send her next week. With visions of getting her first black girl.

John duly dropped his daughter off on Saturday, and she rushed in to greet my two girls, her schoolfriends. She didn't know Arnold so was a bit reticent at first.

Andrea asked John if she was a good mixer, and he replied: Oh yes, she's like a Kenwood Chef when she gets going!!

He slipped into her hand a wad of cash for "materials, equipment, milk and cookies and other sundries". Said: If you ever want to restart your seamstress business again, maybe have a training centre for youngsters alongside, come and see me at the bank. We can fix you up with some premises and maybe some capital.

That interested her as she had certainly been thinking along those lines recently.

My two girls had already started showing her the ropes, and Arnold fixed a pretty yellow ribbon in her long frizzy hair to keep it out of her eyes while she worked. She looked in the wall mirror and thought it was a perfect bow, better than her mother could do. She kissed Arnold on the lips and his pecker jumped inside his undies. From that point on they were all good friends.

On my next visit about 4 weeks later, there was a new procedure. It was discovered that - like Mary, Franny's ...