The Margey Household – Book 4

THE MARGEY HOUSEHOLD BOOK 4

by StackofBooks

Themes: ws, light scat, mast, lez, gay

Read the other stories in the series (Books 1-3) to find out the full background or some of it won’t make any sense.

Warning: The events and characters in this story are imaginary. If you attempt to duplicate them in real life, you will end up sharing a jail cell with a big fat man called Bubba.

Overview

Book 1 – Chapters 1-9

Book 2 – Chapters 10-18

Book 3 – Chapters 19-27

Book 4 – Chapters 28-36

Tip: Read from Book 1 Chapter 1 so you know the characters and situations

THE MARGEY HOUSEHOLD  Book IV (28-36)

by StackofBooks

Main characters in order of age:

Steve (me, the narrator)

Margey (mother)

Molly (eldest daughter)

Franny (2nd daughter)

Susan (3rd daughter)

Lisbeth (4th daughter)

Book 4 Chapters 28-36

28) THE GAY BOYS

29) BUTT PLUGS 1

30) SALLY

31) BUTT PLUGS PART 2

32) ANDIE & KIM 4SOME

33) INCEST

34) ANOTHER FOURSOME

35) McALLISTERS

36) I’D DO ANYTHING

The gay boys

Adrian came round one day with some filters and cleaning chemicals I’d ordered, which I duly paid him for. He had with him his partner, and physically they looked almost identical except David had a beard. We sat on the patio with beers and chewed the fat for a while.

Half an hour later, Little Miss Trouble trounced in after school, with Jonas and another boy who I’d never seen before, named Chris, tagging along. I try not to judge a book by its cover and pigeonhole people without knowing the full SP, but he was definitely gay. And so it proved.

“Well howdy, lookee here, think Franny-Panny wants to get her sweet brown pussy filled to the brim with my cute little tool in my pah-ket!” Adrian drawled.

“Yeah? You and whose army are going to hold me down to do that, loser?” she rejoindered, as she hugged him in a warm embrace, which rather diluted the effect of her words. She guessed who David was, and even sat on his lap to kiss him and examine his bushy chin.

The banter between the two of them continued for a while, till her expression became serious.

“Listen Ade, I’m glad you’re here. These are my friends Jonas and Chris, and they’re just starting off together on the gay yellow brick road and they’d appreciate some advice. Steve and the twin’s dad, your brother Mike, say this Captain Caveman here (she pinched David’s cheek) is your soulmate. What are the red and green flags to look for in choosing a gay partner? Or maybe they should give up being Chocolate Speedway Merchants and try some of this Mexican chocolate here? (Pointing between her covered but open legs.) I’m not lezzie gay, but I’m interested in this stuff. Can I listen in please?” 

Like I said before, smart as a fucking tack!

At this point I excused myself, but took more drinks and some snacks out to them. Returned to my PC to watch the Pool Party vids, especially the pooping.

I looked out a few times to see them with their semi-erect dicks out playing with each other. The two youngest were overawed by the 11-incher, and his boyfriend’s 9-er. No cans of sweet corn though.

My focus was on various people peeing.

According to Franny afterward, a lot of ground was covered. I got a good night kiss from her, as well as a quick drink, before she went to her room. But she did whisper she thought she was through the first phase of arsehole widening.

Butt plugs 1

With Molly, Ben and Andrea’s permission, I took Franny over to their house when they were out, so we could have some peace and quiet. I showed her the turds on paper plates and explained what the kids had been doing. She thought it cute. She also admired the dresses and shirts they’d been working on.

She was uncharacteristically nervous and apprehensive as we climbed the stairs. I asked her which bedroom she wanted and she chose Andrea’s. I told her to take a long warm bath, and crumbled half a muscle relaxant tablet in a glass of juice and took it to her.

She came back with a long T-shirt and yellow knickers on, through which her cameltoe was very pronounced. She stripped and we cuddled for a long while. I took the smallest butt plug and pushed it into her pussy just to get her used to it. Then a light smearing of KY on it and her asshole and pushed it in with her lying on her back. She grimaced but assured me there was no pain. Continued up the sizes up until the one she was currently using. Took a longer dildo of the same diameter, lubed it well and she took it to the hilt.

She’d already taken a laxative tablet in the morning, and confirmed she’d had a good shit. So I turned her on her side in the foetal position, put some KY on my already (of course) hard dick and gently sought entry. I don’t have a big mushroom head, just a normal bell shape, but tried both ways: greasing the glans, pulling back the foreskin, then entering. Greasing the whole foreskin, then holding it forward, then entering her. But could only get in 1-2cm without her screaming. She suggested doggy style, but still no go. On her back, legs up back by her shoulders. Same!

She was so sexually frustrated she wanked herself off for several orgasms, with me pushing my middle finger in all the way up her bum to bring her to ecstasy one final time. We kissed and hugged for a long while, got dressed and went home.

On the way, she confessed she’d thought of asking one of the boys at school – heterosexual or even Jonas – who had a small dick to analise her, but gave the idea up as she knew I had to be the first. I was so distracted by the thought of one of those pimply oiks buggering my special one, I drove to Margey’s old place to drop her off. I then compounded the error by going to my previous apartment. Duh!! Eventually, by luck or judgement, and without crashing, we arrived at the right house. The one with the swimming pool and pee stains on the lawn!!

Sally

One of Susan’s go-to pyjama party places was at Sally’s, the 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 friend – Sally could produce huge poops, and which had a fairly acceptable odour.

So when I arrived, she announced she was ready to do one in about half an hour. Occasionally, they decided that instead of peeing in mouths, they would have pee distance competitions outside if the weather was fine, and today was nice.

Today, all of them were wearing no underwear. Sally said to me: Steve, I saw you looking at me in the pool that day. At my tits. Did you like them? Would you like to see them again?

I nodded and she came over to me and asked me to remove her top. I obliged and she took each boob and held each up for my inspection. I asked to lick and suck them, and she pushed them closer to me.

Then without saying anything she climbed onto the table and showed me her pussy. A nice clit bump, a long slit, and a hint of pinkness inside. The other kids took turns looking, Susan and Lisbeth even pushing fingers in, which came out with a slight gluey stickiness on them. Arnold’s dick was even longer than I’d seen it before, and definitely erect. He asked Sally if he could taste her inside and she agreed. Lastly, Andrea double checked with her if it was OK for her to look and examine too and said: “You’re the first black girl I’ve seen and I love you”

“Oh, Miss Andrea, I’m so grateful to be here, and you can play with me anytime you like. Yours is the first grown up pussy, black or white, I’ve ever seen and I adore it and your pee”.

Turns out her mother didn’t like her daughter seeing her naked. Her father had no such problem.

She jumped off the table and Arnold said: Sweet Sally, I’ve got something for you, but it’s not pee. Open your mouth please!

She did so and he wanked himself off for her. He shivered, then a stream of milky fluid erupted out of his red knob end and onto her tongue. She tasted, nodded her approval, but didn’t swallow. Instead she shared her bounty by snowballing it to Lisbeth and Susan.

Milk and chocolate biscuits were produced, and everybody chomped and slurped through them for 20 minutes..

Sally announced she was ready to ‘perform’, and the food was put to one side to avoid contamination.

Two thick bath towels were laid down, with a large size paper plate on top. She took her position, and we all gathered round to observe. At first she just stood and pushed internally. Then squatted low and made some very sexy (to me) grunting noises. A turtle’s head appeared from between her arse cheeks, and a squirt of dark golden pee escaped out front. The log got longer and longer, curled up slightly, and she was able to squat higher. Eventually, the whole turd dropped onto the plate and later was measured at 25cm long and 4cm diameter.