Perverts 'R' Us

Maggie - Part 1

By Loki925 ( m/Fg+, inc, con )

This is a work of pure fiction and does not resemble anyone or anything in reality, whatever that is.

Chapter 1: Down the rabbit hole.

I was listening to the last of four speakers at my parents' funeral. I was sitting between my three sisters; Kathy, 10 years old on my right, and May and June, 8 year old twins on my left. I was 17. My sisters were still crying and there seemed to be no end to it. The man speaking was Tony Baxter, my parents' personal lawyer and best friend.

His son Mark is also my best bud. He is a running back and I am a linebacker. Last year we led our school to the state championships. This year is the last year for us at the Catholic high school we attend, and we are looking to repeat. My dad never liked the idea of me playing football, but he supported me. I guess he knew that when you're 6'4" and 209 pounds of muscle you need somewhere to get rid of aggression, and the football field is the perfect place.

Tony finished speaking and I helped my sisters place flowers on our parents' coffins. As we walked back to the limo, my sisters clung to me as if I was a tree. We all got in the back of the limo and the driver took us home. The house we live in is not that huge. It only has 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, two living areas, a 3-car garage, a big kitchen, two dining areas, a study, and a big pool. The house is on 25 acres of secluded land.

When we arrived at the house, I helped my sisters out of the limo and we went into the house. The doctor had prescribed some very mild sedatives for my sisters. They had very little sleep ever since we found out that the plane my parents were on took a nose dive into the Rocky Mountains, so I decided now would be the perfect time to give them the sedatives. I gave each one of them the appropriate pill and told them to get into their PJs and go to bed. They were so tired from lack of sleep and crying they did not object.

About thirty minutes later I heard a knock on the door. I went to the door expecting Tony, but instead I found my fat Uncle Jack Sprat and his fatter wife Jackie. As they were inviting themselves in, Tony drove up in his car. Jackie is my dad's sister. I could never figure out from her pictures at 18 years old, how a raving beauty could turn into a pretzel-eating pig.

She was always eating something and talking at the same time. It was truly gross. Now she was munching on a feed bag of human cow mix. I called it that because it was a combination of chocolates, pretzels, nuts, assorted cookies, spice drops, and an assortment of unwrapped small candy bars. She had a big bag of it in one hand and would shovel it into her mouth with the other hand. I had long ago stopped paying attention to her.

Tony got out of his car and walked up to the door. I said, "I put the girls to bed. Let's go into the study."

"Poor dears. How are they doing?" Jackie asked, food falling out of her mouth.

I wanted to say something degrading, but passed on that idea and said, "They are doing okay."

"Poor dears."

I knew that would be all she would say until she left. Which I figured would be after Tony finished reading mom and dad's will. We all went into the study and Tony started to read the will.

"To my son David I leave 70% of the company, ABC."

ABC is a private company founded by my grandfather. When my dad inherited it, it was already worth more than 2 billion dollars. Just last year my dad was offered 4.5 billion dollars for it.

"To my daughters Kathy, May, and June, I leave 10% each."

"The house and land is placed in trust until May and June are 21".

"To my sister I leave $250,000 cash."

I knew that would not please the fat pig. She had long ago spent the 10 million dollar inheritance she got from my grandfather and all she had to show for it was a dilapidated house, more than 300 pounds of fat, and her feed bag.

The money from their insurance polices was to be placed in trust. Several bank accounts were also placed in trust.

"Now David," Tony said, "Because you are old enough, the court would be willing to give you custody of your sisters. That is, if you're willing?"

At times my little sisters could be royal pains, but I did love them. I also knew if I said no, they would go to my fat pig aunt. The thought of my sisters living with her chilled my spine, so I said, "Yes."

"Then I will take care of it for you." Tony said.

"How can he take care of the poor dears, with school and all?" Jackie said, food falling out of her mouth.

"I have already made arrangements for a nanny." Tony said.

"A stranger taking care of my precious nieces, I won't hear of it. You will hear from my lawyer." Jackie said in a huff and left. Her husband Jack waddled after her.

I waited for the door to slam before I asked, "Does she have a chance of getting them?"

"Maybe if hell froze over."

All I could do was smile, but I did have two questions. I asked, "How did you know, and who is this nanny you have lined up?"

"Your dad told me a long time ago she was nothing but a leach. So I started looking right after the plane crash. The woman's name is Margaret Smith, she's sixty years old and she has impeccable credentials. She will be here tomorrow morning."

"Thanks."

"It was my pleasure. There is one last thing I did not mention. Your dad set up a personal account for you. It has 15 million dollars in it, and it was only to be given to you if you accepted guardianship of your sisters."

I did not care about the money. My dad told me that money was just a means to an end. I often wondered what that meant. Now I knew.

"One last item, I need to know what you want to do about ABC." Tony asked.

"I have no clue how to run a company." I answered.

"Well you can sell it and place your sisters' percentages in trust, or you can hire a management team."

"What do you think I should do?"

"Hiring a management team is always risky, so I believe you should sell, and put the money into blue chip stocks, government bonds, and long-term CDs."

"I think that would be the best thing for me and my sisters. Can you make the arrangements for me?"

"Yes. And if you need anything, you know my number."

"I cannot thank you enough."

"Your dad would have done the same thing for me."

I thanked him again. We shook hands and he left.

The next morning I met Margaret. She did not look bad for a sixty-year-old. She was about 5'2" with light brown hair, brown eyes, and her body did not betray her age. In fact if she were younger, I would have been interested in her. Maggie and the girls got along great, leaving me to go back to being chased by cutie chicks, studying, working out, and playing football. We would play our first game next Friday.

About three months later, our team had not lost a game and with one more win we would be state champs again. Mark and I were already receiving offers of scholarships to several top colleges. On Saturday, after watching game films, I dropped Mark off at his house.

When he got out of my new sports car I yelled, "One more!" He yelled back, "One more!"

I headed home. As I drove up to the house, I noticed the door was open. I jumped out of the car and ran into the house. In the hall Maggie was sitting on the carpet. She looked dazed. I heard my sisters screaming, so I ran to their room. When I entered the room, my Aunt Jackie was holding May and June. It was the first time I had ever seen her without her feed bag. Jack was trying to get Kathy out from under the bed.

"What the fuck are you two doing?" I yelled.

"David. I just wanted to get my poor nieces away from that horrid Margaret." Jackie said.

"Get the fuck out of this house."

"You can't talk to me like that." Jackie said, "Jack, teach this young man some manners."

Jack lumbered toward me. I was used to dealing with 265+ pound blockers who could move ten times faster than him, and who were in a whole lot better shape than this 400 pound piece of lard. I grabbed him. He was all weight. I braced my right leg. I used his weight against him, and swept his legs out from under him. He smashed into the wall. The plasterboard and framing caved in and he found himself lying on his fat ass in the other room.

Jackie let go of May and June and they ran to me for protection. "Get the fuck out of this house!" I yelled.

"No David, the police are on the way. I think you should have charges filed." Maggie said, standing in the doorway.

I cooled off and thought, "good idea".

"You wouldn't do that to your aunt. I was just trying to make sure that my nieces had the best of care."

Yeah, right! I thought. "We will just let the police take care of this." I said.

"Please, David!"

I ignored her as I always did. About five minutes later the police arrived and carted my aunt and uncle off to jail. The only thing I wondered was how Jackie was going to get along without her feed bag.

Later that night I was sitting in my room at my desk studying calculus. It was my weakest subject. It was almost 10 p.m., when I heard a knock on my door.

"It's open." I said.

Maggie opened the door. She was dressed in a fluffy pink housecoat.

"David, may I speak to you?"

"Sure." I said, putting down my book.

She smiled and sat down on my bed. "David," Maggie said, "Do you love your sisters?"

"That's a dumb question. Of course I do."

"Well you don't show it. You hardly spend any time with them."

She was right, but I never spent that much time with them before.

"I'll try to spend more time with them."

"It's not time that's needed."

"Then what do they need?"

"David, sit here." Maggie said, patting the bed.

"Okay," I groaned, and sat next to her.

"David, with your mom and dad gone, you have a big role to fill. I can only do a small part; it's you who must take the place of your father and mother. Especially your father, a girl needs the love of her father before she can ever love another man." she said, and placed her hand on my knee.

"How am I supposed to do that?"

"I cannot tell you but I can show you."

Show me? Was she trying to seduce me or what? Her hand moved up my leg. This had nothing to do with my sisters. She wanted me, and so I played along, "Okay, show me what I need to do."

I had been wondering if she looked as good under her clothes as she did in them. I guessed I was about to find out.

She rubbed my leg. "Girls need a special love only a dad can give them."

Was this an act, a part of her seduction, or was she telling me to fuck my sisters? I did not know which, but I continued to play along.

"Special love?" I asked.

"Yes." she said, and moved her hand closer to my crotch.

Now this is getting very interesting, I thought.

Maggie placed her hand on my crotch and let it rest there. She looked into my eyes and I looked back. She moved her head closer to mine. We eased toward each other and soon we were locked in a tongue-swapping embrace. As we kissed I thought she could probably show me a few things, and I was more than willing to learn.

She took my hand and let it slip between her robe and warm skin. When my hand was on her breast, she removed her hand. I found her breast to be slightly saggy, but her skin was still smooth and soft. I could tell she was older, but she did not feel like I thought she would. Perhaps it was due to my preconceptions about age; after all she was old enough to be my grandmother, maybe even my great grandmother.

I started to gently play with her breasts paying special attention to the nipples. Her nipples started to get hard. I slowly opened her robe. She moved back slightly and started to unbutton my shirt. When she saw my muscular chest, she could not resist running her hands all over my rippled muscles. I unfastened her robe and she let it fall to the bed. I gazed at her now nude body. Her shape was well defined, and there was little about her that betrayed her age. She looked more like 30 years old than 60.

Maggie unbuckled my belt and tugged on my pants. I stood up. She slowly pulled my pants down. When my pants reached my black crotch hair she stopped and planted several long kisses a few inches above my almost hard cock. With a bright smile, she looked up at me and pushed my pants past my cock. I stepped out of my pants.

She looked at my cock. "Now, that could present a problem." she said.

I thought she was just playing with me. Surely my 8 3/4-inch cock was not too big for her. She took my cock into her hands and stroked it several times. As she stroked my cock, she patted the bed. I moved on to the bed with her still holding my now fully erect cock.

As my head touched the bed, she placed the tip of my cock into her mouth and skillfully placed her legs across my chest, offering me her moist pussy. I inhaled her scent; her pussy had a much deeper musky sort of odor. It was a more natural smell, unlike the girls I normally had sex with who smelled like flowers, lemons, or some other fruit. She wiggled her pussy down to my face and I reached for her legs, pulling her pussy into my mouth.

With long strokes she started to suck my cock. Her clit was well formed and begged for attention. With my tongue I flicked her clit with long intermittent strokes. As I licked her aged clit, she moaned with pleasure. She grasped my nut sack and expertly stroked it and fondled my balls. I felt her body tighten. I knew from experience, she was about to orgasm. I opened my mouth and placed it over her clit, pressing my lips around the swollen bulb. I sucked her now hard clit. Her body vibrated hard and I could feel her woman juice leaking down my chin.

I paused a short moment to let her enjoy her orgasm. Then I continued to suckle her clit, stopping every so often to drive my tongue into her now swollen pussy. I could feel her taking more and more of my cock into her mouth, until my balls rested on her chin. Now that was certainly different. I had not been with one girl who had taken my entire cock into her mouth. With long strokes from my balls to the fat head of my cock, she sucked my cock like no one had ever done.

She stopped only once and screamed with orgasm. It was so loud I thought it would wake my sisters. I looked at my doorway and was shocked to see all three of my sisters standing there nude, rubbing hard on their small pussies. I wanted to say something, but what? I was having my cock sucked by their nanny while they watched. It was like I was trapped in some weird sci-fi movie. What made it even stranger was that as Maggie sucked my cock, it was like she was giving my sisters a live demonstration in the art of cocksucking.

My guilt was starting to get to me, but so was my orgasm. Maggie knew I was close to orgasm and she waved my sisters into the room.

That was all I could take. I said, "No!"

Maggie lifted her head off my cock. She said, "Girls, all boys say that, but they don't mean it. Now come taste your brother's cock."

My sisters smiled and walked into my room. I wanted to yell, I wanted to scream NO!

However my moment of self-control had long passed, and the only thing that was driving me was my need to orgasm. My sisters took Maggie's place. She watched all three of them lick my cock and take turns stuffing my cock head into their little mouths. Maggie sat by my hips, encouraging them, praising them, and softly correcting them. If she was anything, she was a good teacher.

She could sense that I really did not like what was happening and said, "David, don't deny your sisters the love they need."

"But---."

Maggie placed a finger on my lips silencing me. "Now girls, open your mouths and taste your brother's semen." she said.

Maggie took my cock into her hand and as if on cue, cum exploded out of my cock. She directed my cock so that each one of my sisters would get a small taste of cum. Each of my sisters closed her mouth and swallowed the small bit of cum she received.

When my cock stopped spewing cum, Maggie squeezed it and directed each one of my sisters to lick the last few drops.

"Now girls, lick your faces clean, and don't miss anything." she said.

They all giggled. "We won't."

As my cock softened my sisters continued to gleefully giggle, as they pointed to the spots of cum that dotted each of their faces. One would point and another would lick the spot of cum. It was like some kind of weird Easter egg hunt.

"Maggie, this needs to stop. You know why!" I emphatically stated.

"Oh forget society and its hangups."

Hangups! "I could lose my sisters and wind up in jail, and you call that a hang up?"

"Who is going to find out; your pig uncle and aunt?"

"The girls will tell someone."

"Why would they do that? I never did!"

"You mean?"

"Yes, and I loved it, and my dad, younger sister, brother, and mother."

I wanted to ask her how she got such good references, but I saw my smiling sisters' faces and I knew. This was the second time in my life that I wanted to wind the clock back.

"David," Maggie said, "stop feeling guilty. What you did and what you are going to do is more common than anyone would ever admit."

More common? How could that be? Then I realized people, ordinary people, break laws just about every day. But this was way beyond speeding, so I said, "Prove it!"

"Girls, let's show David one of our special movies."

"Okay." my sisters chimed in.

Movies! She had movies. I hoped that none were of my sisters. As I followed Maggie and my sisters, looking at my sisters' cutie little rear ends, I knew that I had already crossed a line I never conceived possible. My life after this night would be changed forever, and I still did not know how far down the rabbit hole it would go. I guessed I would find out. I made a mental note to have the property fenced, and security systems placed in the house and around the property.

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