Chapter 10
We declared to go downstairs and I told Molly I would make her a cup of tea for being such a good and helpful wife. She giggled and tied a pretty apron round my naked waist. We were chasing each other down the stairs-and there was Molly's mother standing in the hall!
"My goodness," she exclaimed, "am I intruding?"
"We didn't expecting ... " a warning glance from Molly made me stop short of saying 'you.'
"I wouldn't have missed this for anything she said. I knew that from down below she had a pretty good view up my apron. Her eyes twinkled as she boldly stared at the sight. Molly and I were so nonplussed we didn't know what to say. We especially dreaded the question which was hanging in the air ... where was Pat?
But it didn't come, instead we were in for a real surprise.
"I suppose you thought you were getting away with it, eh? Half seducing my youngest daughter in the next room and then making arrangements to seduce her ... shame on you!" but it was said while she was still smiling.
"Where is she, upstairs?"
"Yes," we chorused.
"Have you done it yet?"
"Yes."
"Good ... did she scream?"
"No ... she asked for a sedative and we gave it to her ... she's still unconscious."
"Good. Well don't stand there staring at me like a couple of fools. Let's go into the lounge and have a chat."
We took her coat and as we did so Molly gave me a wink. This was turning out alright after all it seemed to say.
"Now," she said when we had sat down, "I may as well be frank with you. I'll confess, I've had my eye on him since you were courting ... "
"Go on ... " Molly urged, "you have our interest ... so you've been getting ideas about my Dick, have you?"
"Yes, I have, so there! And I'm not ashamed to confess it. Why should you young people have all the fun?"
She tossed her head, "I'm not all that old, in spite of four children and I know all about Pat trying to steal him off you. So I was waiting and biding my time. Then when she asked me if she could come, right after you'd been to visit me, I naturally smelled a rat. So I decided I'd have a finger in whatever fish pie you were cooking, if you see what I mean and if you'll forgive the mixed metaphors!"
"Oh, I see," said Molly encouragingly, "and?"
"Why do you think I sent you and Pat into the front yesterday?" she said to me.
"Haven't a clue ... have you Molly?" I said innocently.
"Don't tell me you just sat watching the television when you had this sweet young popsie shut up with you for over an hour," she snorted.
"If I'd known you'd thrown us together deliberately," I sighed, "Pat was scared that she'd scream ... so we arranged for her to come here."
"Just as I guessed," she cried triumphantly, "and why ever not? She's old enough to know her own mind now, so I decided to come along too ... I think you've forgotten you gave me a key last year when you went on holiday so's I could come and see the house was alright. And I never gave it back to you ... I had a feeling I would make good use of it one day."
"But what ... what have you come for?" asked Molly, pretending to be mystified.
"I've come for a bit of Dick!" she giggled. "And now I know there's more than a bit ... more than enough and to spare for a woman like me who knows how to appreciate the depths a man will go to. Do we come out into the open and admit we've all had the same idea?"
"Might as well, ma-in-law," I grinned, "another fanny is more than welcome."
"Glad we can stop beating around the bush. When all's said and done I'm a reasonable woman and I want my share of what's going. Now Dick, take that silly apron off and let a woman see what she's up against. I'm fair swooning for a proper sight of that dibber of yours."
She glanced at Molly's protruding belly, "looks like you've got some good stuff in you ... Oh Lord, I'm feeling that randy you wouldn't believe and you have no need to act coy Molly ... how long is it?"
"About ten inches."
"Would you believe it ... " she drooled, "and my Molly is married to that lovely big dick. There's no justice in the world when a woman like me has to go begging to her daughter's husband for a bit of slap and tickle. The very thought of it makes my mouth water. I've forgotten how long it is since I had a dick between my lips ... "
"Which lips?" I asked.
"Why, bless you, both pairs! It's all the same to me. Don't you think it's about time you called me by my first name instead of ma-in-law ... makes me feel ancient?" she said to me.
"Of course," I answered, pleased, "what is it?"
"Fanny ... at least that's what my husband used to call me."
"Must have been a reason for that?"
"Well, he could say it in front of the children, Dick, making double talk. He hasn't used it for years now," she sighed, "calls me Flo now and it annoys me. Dick, how about calling the three of us by pet names? Yours is alright ... very appropriate ... and I'll be Fanny again ... what about Pat?"
"Pratt?" I suggested.
"Lovely! What about Molly?"
"Oh Molly's second name is Constance, so let's call her 'Cunnie' ... "
"I don't mind," Molly smiled, "though with you for a husband, I don't need reminding that I'm your cunt, so all right, I'm Cunnie."
"We've got to live up to our pet names," Fanny said "and isn't it about time we started letting our hair down. Time we were up and doing ... "
"Why, can't you stay long ... Fanny?" I asked.
"Till about ten o'clock, Dicky. How about a cup of tea ... Cunnie?" she suggested.
Cunnie got up and said she would see about it.
Immediately she had gone Fanny was up and out of her seat and over to me.
"Quick ... quick ... I can't wait ... slip me a length of that prick of yours ... just let's try it out for size."
Before I go agree or refuse she had hitched up her skirt. I saw immediately she wore no panties ... she had obviously come prepared. She had an enormous bush of black hair between her legs and I could see the soft lips were very protuberant and wet too.
I fumbled my apron aside and she sat across me I took my penis between my two hands and pushed it around in her slippery cunt until I found her right hole. She sat down quickly on it and it shot up into her with no difficulty at all. Of course she was well stretched by the birth of four children, but of course I'm very large and she fitted me well.
"Oh that's marvelous ... gorgeous ... at last ... a decent sized dick ... "
I could feel her cunt muscles massaging me and it was a very pleasant sensation indeed. She had been a good performer in her time, I guessed.
"Does Cunnie keep popping back when she makes tea ... or does she stay out there and bring it all in on a try?"
"Both ... " I grinned at her, pushing upwards and making her gasp, "she may come in at any moment ... "
"Give me a come then, Dick ... please ... please ... I'm desperate for it."
"Do it yourself then, dear ma-in-law ... I mean Fanny."
She did just that. Up and down on my penis she jumped, panting and gasping with her desperate urgency. I watched fascinated. I'd never seen anyone trying to bring on a come as quickly as possible before. I've always taken my time and done it just as I liked ... although of course just at the end I'm often a bit frantic ... but that's different ... it's the result of more than an hour's love play, usually.
"In a minute ... in a minute ... " she gasped and at that moment the door opened and in walked Cunnie.
She stood transfixed for a moment not expecting to see her mother, fully dressed, sitting astride her husband with her skirt all rucked up and his prick stuffed up inside her. But she recovered in a commendably short time and ran across the room to shove her hand down her mother's low necked blouse and under her brassiere to pull her left tit out. Then she clamped her lips over it, sucking brutally hard by the noise she was making.
Fanny was delighted and naturally the extra stimulus was all that was needed to bring her on.
"Oh ... that's wonderful ... I'm coming ... oh fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me ... that's heavenly ... aaarrrgh ... Ooohhh urrgghh ... aaaaaahhhh!"
She went rigid ... and then fell forward with her arms around my neck. It was then I looked up and saw ... Pat (or rather Pratt) standing in the doorway.
"Is that what's it like then?" she said awestruck. "It was a most wonderful sight ... will I get as excited as Mom ... oh Dick I'm looking forward to toeing conscious and knowing what's going on ... when can you do me?"
"We'd better leave it for a day or two, my dear," I said.
Fanny unwound herself from my neck and got off my lap a little stiffly.
"Well ... " she said, "I thought I was going to have a bit in private and now I've got two daughters watching me ... still, it had to happen one day, it was inevitable, things being as they are."
"Yes," said Molly looking round her with satisfaction at her mother and sister, "it's all turned out marvelous. Now come in and sit down and have a cup of tea, Pat. Then we'll discuss the future."
I pulled my apron over my slimed prick and took the cup of tea my wife offered to me. I also viewed my little harem with satisfaction. There was every sign that there was some good times ahead for all of us ...
UNCLE CLAUD