The Margey Household – Book 6

Margey Household Book 6

Themes: ws, light scat, mast, lez

Read the other stories in the series (Books 1-5) 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.

1) COLLEEN FROM MALI

2) ETTY GOES OFF ON A TANGENT

2) SALLY & MARY GO TRIGONOMETRIC

4) THREE COURSE MEAL

5) MARGEY GETS SOME CHINESE

6) CHRIS’ PROPOSAL

7) THE BELLY BUTTON TRICK

1) Colleen from Mali

by StackofBooks

(1956 words)

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

She was the 18 year old black girl from Lily and Edna’s school classroom in Mali many years ago.

The two teachers were retired now and enjoyed walking through the park together, occasionally ‘accidentally bumping into’ big black John and his promiscuous daughter Sally. (See the other Margey books for their adventures.)

They had both been in their twenties when they had been posted to Mali as teachers. Edna had taken over as substitute when her friend had a short bout of illness.

While she was teaching the students human biology, and in particular the inner workings of female anatomy, Colleen was the black girl who came forward, and sat on the big table for the kids of both genders to examine her.

She had no embarrassment about masturbating herself in front of everyone, using the flat pad of her middle finger on her clit in a circular motion while sticking one or two fingers in her hole. She was a squirter when she came, often reaching distances of 1 metre. Classmate Tommy caught her ejaculate and declared it a different taste and mouthfeel to her pee.

On another occasion, she brought  some sex toys and put smooth and ribbed dildos up her teen cunt. She preferred one of the other girls in the class (or the teacher) to do the pushing in and out, rather than herself. That’s why everyone thought she must be gay, and so it proved.

She also had some smaller diameter dildos for her arsehole, and her orgasms were very loud when both front and back holes were being stimulated.

As sex toys like strap-ons were impossible to find in that country in those times (illegal to import them), a few months later, Alfred the janitor managed to rig up a dildo into a harness that was worn around the genital area. Monica was the first one to try it out on Colleen, although in the privacy of the latter’s bedroom. Monica was in the main straight, but had bisexual tendencies and would do anything for her friend as long as she got a pee drink from her every day.

Monica strapped up, lubed it, and got down on Monica in the missionary position and slowly pushed up to the hilt. Coll rubbed her clit as the fake penis went up and down inside her.

Then she knelt face down over the edge of the bed and the toy was pushed up her rectal passage. More clit rubbing from underneath brought an even stronger orgasm.

After washing and disinfecting the dildo, Monica was then the receiver in both orifices, but frankly it didn’t do too much for her, as she just wanted real cock. She loved just being with her friend, and really did like drinking Colleen’s ejaculate.

One day, Colleen had to take her homework to Edna’s house as she’d forgotten to take it to school. Her teacher wasn’t in but the door was opened by the 19-year old maid Ariadne. Colleen was immediately taken by her pretty face and huge black shiny boobs which were poking out from the top of her pinafore style uniform. She invited her in, and as her shift was over, took her to her own private quarters. The house was otherwise empty.

They chatted for a while, and Ariadne said she had to get out of her uniform as it was too hot. She asked Colleen to undo the zip at the back and it dropped to the floor. Colleen wrapped her hands round her boobs from behind and started caressing them.

Take all my underwear off, whispered Ariadne, in a very sexy voice. Colleen came round to the front, undid the clip in the front and watched in amazement as those soft black melons were freed from captivity. The nipples were already hard and erect.

She kissed and nibbled each one then dropped to her knees, and slowly pulled down her friend’s matching briefs. The shaven pussy lips were already engorged, and the juices were flowing in bucket-loads down the inside of her thighs. The scent was heavenly as Colleen pressed her nose into the V.

Wait, said Ariadne, I want to undress you first, and proceeded to do so. 

They got on the bed and into the 69 position, and both girls simultaneously opened up her friend’s pussy with thumbs.

Licking of peehole was next, the flat of the tongue on clit next, followed by 1, 2 and 3 fingers in the cunt hole.

I need to pee, said Colleen. Miss Edna told me she has a special way of doing it with you. So Ariadne sat on the toilet bowl, Colleen sat astride on her lap, kissed her passionately, and started pissing on her cootie. Then they swapped around. The last 100ml was given as a pee drink, as they squatted over each other’s mouths.

Colleen happened to have her home-made strap-on in her bag, and Ariadne was amazed as she’d never seen one or even imagined anything like it. She lay back on the bed with her legs high, knees squashing her boobies. Her arsehole opened up nicely, and didn’t need any lubrication it seemed as Colleen pushed it in. There was a bit of initial resistance but Colleen said: Just push as if you are trying to poo. The 6 inches went up to hilt and after many thrusts, both girls orgasmed. The dildo had to be cleaned before Colleen could pump Ariadne doggy style in her pussy. Then roles were reversed, receiver became giver.

These sessions became quite regular, until Ariadne got a boyfriend, and she realised a real cock could spurt inside her, whereas a dildo can’t – and that sensation was very important to her for quality of orgasm

However, Ariadne passed on Colleen’s address to Edna after she left to go back to her own country, and the latter remained penfriends for a long time.

This is an edited version of what she wrote in one letter

At 22, Colleen went to uni to study art (she was great with watercolours, acrylics and pastels), and had many wonderful lesbian flings. She also tried a few guys just to test if she really was on a one way street, but found all of them so vapid and shallow. However, she had a lot of male friends – just none for relationships.

But the one she eventually fell for – hook, line and sinker – was her room-mate, a white redhead girl called (amazingly) Collette. However, most people called her Etty.

Their friendship didn’t get off to a great start when they both thought they had been assigned as a single occupant of a normally double room and were miffed as they both arrived at the same time to move in. The housing admin secretary was unsympathetic and said there was a shortage of campus spaces; told them if it was really important to them to be alone, to flip a coin to see who would find private housing off-campus (more expensive and geographically not so convenient).

Both girls just shrugged their shoulders and decided to simply get on with it. That tells you a lot about their characters and personalities. They moved their belongings inside and hugged each other in relief for a long time.

That evening, Colleen was stripping off to get ready to go in the shower, and Etty was surreptitiously staring at her as she was quite inexperienced and naive. She’d never seen a naked body, male or female, certainly not a black one. Coll’s round and full black breasts, with big upturned nipples fascinated her, and the glimpses of pink between the intersection of her dark thighs intrigued her.

Put your long tongue away and come in the shower with me, Ett, as I’d like you to wash everything you’re staring at.

Etty was very embarrassed she’d been caught and decided the only way out of this awkward situation was to go for a walk. So she picked up her coat.

No, really, it’s alright, Etty. I love showing off my body. And told her what she’d done in Edna’s class all those years ago.

Etty said: You can squirt? So can I. I thought I was abnormal. It’s part of the reason I’m so shy. It’s wonderful to know someone else does it too. Can you undress me please, Coll?

She had a great body with smallish breasts and cherry nips, a flat stomach and a full thatch of red curly pubes, a very tight but long cleft, and lovely puckered arsehole. Colleen had a mental photograph of that last one pasted up on the inside of her forehead, for constant referring to at all times.

She encouraged Etty to wash every part of her body, including inside her pussy. Then did the same to her, and the feeling of her half grapefruit breasts was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. Those nipples became almost almost a centimetre long when she was excited – which was now.

Etty bent over and Coll washed between her checks, putting a soapy pinky finger 1-2 cm inside which caused her to breathe in sharply.

It was clear she was unsure about the layout of her body, so they put a mirror on the floor, and thanks to Miss Edna’s lessons Coll was able to fill in the missing information, as well correcting some untruths. (She thought you could get pregnant from getting semen in the mouth.) In her late teen years, Colleen had taken out books from the library, to find out things that Miss Edna couldn’t possibly have known herself as she was only a general teacher, not a specialist one. Not her fault.

The joke about ‘put long tongue away’ was actually quite spookily correct as she had an incredibly long, thin and flexible tongue. Colleen squatted over her on the bed so Etty could examine her more closely, and the latter used that organ in her mouth to great effect, especially in Colleen’s peehole. The orgasm was somehow different to a vaginal or clitoral one, and she resolved to find out more about sounders to insert into that orifice.

Coll found Etty’s pussy really sweet to eat. Despite having closed outer labia, the inner lips were quite long and dangly, but pushed up inside usually. When Etty peed, they fell down and flapped about. Again, she thought she was deformed and abnormal, hence the fact she had never had a boyfriend or girlfriend as she was worried they would find out and dump her.

Colleen was fascinated playing with, licking and chewing them. Etty orgasmed and she too said it was different to vagina or clit stimulation. Similarly, she could also come by her or someone else tweaking her nipples.

The next night they continued their games with stimulation using dildos, and a battery vibrator. Colleen also had recently bought a professionally made strap on with interchangeable different length and shape penis substitutes. (The home-made one had served her well for years but had eventually disintegrated)

Etty was the first recipient and assessor of its capability, front and back. She tried it on Colleen who squealed loud orgasms in delight.

They also had squirting contests (winner was different each day), and collected their ejaculates in separate unlabelled glass jars in the fridge, so they could sup from their own or partner’s juice during the day.

They liked to play jokes on their friends when they came round by ‘forgetting’ to put milk in their coffee or tea. 

It’s in the fridge. In a jar. Help yourself. It’s special organic dairy-free, they said. And tried not to giggle when they looked at each other.

2) Etty goes off on a tangent

by StackofBooks

(679 words)

Although they had wonderful times together (and some lesbian threesomes and moresomes), they both agreed that they would get their own rooms the next academic year.

Colleen certainly had other fish to fry but definitely wanted to stay on the lesbian side of the street.