Note- This story is not true, nor does it reflect real life. It's just a vehicle to use in order to titilate.
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He didn't ask, of course. He simply came to her in the middle of the
night. She wasn't that surprised either, which was why she had left the bedroom door unlocked. His silhouette was clearly visible in the moonlight from the uncovered window as he approached the bed. Her eyes adjusted to the limited light as she raised her head from the pillow.
Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson had been sleeping lightly in the Queen sized bed under a single sheet. The window was open and a light breeze cooled her naked body. He silently turned back the sheet and gazed upon the pale flesh of her curvaceous figure.
Penny laid on one side, her soft skin rustling on the white linen. A subtle curve flowed down from her fairy slim waist and along her plump hips and honed thighs.
"I knew you'd come." she said as she focused on his superb erection that poked out from his groin at a jaunty angle.
The aristocratic blonde sighed contently as he tore the sheet from the bed and cast it onto the carpet underfoot. He sat on one side and looked down as she spread her legs out, giving him a full view of her honeyed bush.
Cupping her left breast he joined her on the bed.
The older woman sighed at the initial physical touch and licked her dry lips.
She saw his jaw clench as he bent down to take her left nipple between hard teeth. As she snapped her head back, he moved back and forth between her titanic tits, sharing each globe equally. He appeared to like both boobs as he pushed them together to make one big tit so he could bury his face in the flesh tunnel he created.
"Fuck me." She told him in that educated voice that was like mercury pouring over the silver spoon she had been born with.
He moved between her splayed legs and duly thrust into her pussy. Penny gasped as his thick pole stretched her out. Her arms came up around his upper back as he immediately began pumping in and out of her. Just as aroused as he, she bucked up into him willingly.
Her blue-grey eyes concentrated on his face as they came nose to nose. They didn't kiss but rather they nuzzled cheeks as the seductive beauty writhed under him.
With youth comes tenacity coupled with a rash urgency, and In a trice the twenty year old had Penny pinned to the bed as he pushed into her again and again with force.
Even if she wished to protest, she was loving the fuck too much to bother.
"Fuck me, fuck me!"
The young fellow showed no signs of being about to tire. For a moment she wondered how long he had been in her, but there was no way for her to guess.
Sweat dripped from his face and soaked the skin of her massive rack as he moved over her body.
Penny looked down and watched his driving cock that changed from pink to dark as the shadows played out odd shades in the darkened room.
She held onto him with both hands as their hip bones collided and her bum lifted clear off the bed.
"Do it, do it. Cum for me!"
He huffed and puffed and exploded inside her. There was no sound in the room, although Penny fancied she could hear the gush, gush, gush of his cum flooding her cunt. For minutes, they remained locked together, glued at the groin. Finally he left, silently leaving a rather ragged looking busty blonde staring up at the ceiling. The grateful Milf closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, more satisfied than she had been in quite a while.
"What a glorious fuck!" She sighed.
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"So, Michael fucked you? I'm not all surprised. When I told him you were coming, he was quite interested. Honestly, my new toy boy is younger than me by thirty years. AND he's hotter than the sun. He's always horny, cheeky, and totally spontaneous.
In the last four months we've shagged as much as possible, and I've gone through so many pairs of knickers I've lost count.
It's a struggle to keep up with him, so I need to share him with you. You'll love him. He's well-endowed and does things to me that send me to heaven."
Lady Penelope looked at one of her best friends and sipped Earl Grey tea from her bone China cup. Her hostess, Baroness Priya Anjal and the Baron resided in a remote country abode in the Royal Leamington Spa, in the West Midlands. Set on a 12-acre plot of land, the Georgian mansion was thought to cost around £1.5million, boasting an ornamental lake and a recently built pool on the property.
Both were aged fifty now and both had raised children and since been widowed.
Priya had grown up in a family of Indian immigrants living in Yorkshire and had married well. She had been the second born in a family of six daughters, and the very fit and active lady had acquired a more than curious interest in the male of the species at an early age.
They had first met at the tender age of sixteen when they had been sent by their parents to the all-girl boarding school in Rodean Village. They had gotten along splendidly and had remained close friends ever since.
"Tell me more."
They were seated in the garden of the mansion and were enjoying the sudden change in the weather. When Priya had called Penny to invite her up for a visit, she had taken one look out of the window at the heavy rain falling from the Surrey sky and had accepted with alacrity. Penny had arrived late the previous evening having been driven up by her chauffeur. By the time she had arrived it was dark and Priya and she had the briefest of greetings. The female from Mangalore had just enough time to tell of her other invited guest, the young Michael Haversham, a nephew of one of her colleagues in the House of Lords.
"I was thinking about the ultimate sexual experience and I guess that I would have to say it must be with three men at the same time. But I've never gone that far yet."
Priya poured herself another cup.
"I could satisfy three mean easily." Said Penny with some pride.
"I bet you could too."
There was something about Lady Penelope that made her a desirable Milf. One you would love to ravish all night, and that was her all natural qualities. Natural elegance, natural horniness, and, most important of all, big natural tits. Penny had those DD sized boobs that bounced and swayed in perfect jubilance when she rode a stiff cock. She filled out all of her expensive attire very nicely, and even at age fifty, she turned most heads in her direction.
Just shy of six feet, the esteemed blonde had runway legs. Long, lithe, toned, and pale. Her hips had those curves perfect for gripping a lady from behind as she was slammed into doggy-style. Together with a nice midriff and heart-shaped bottom, Her Ladyship cut a fine figure.
Bored with the tedious life among the elite social circles, she had gladly yielded to this new era of debauchery.
Her Ladyship had been transformed into the quintessential, self-serving, no-holds barred, nympho. Eager always for hot, steamy sex with no strings.
"It's true, I tell you."
They both broke out into giggles and as Penny shielded from the bright morning sun, she noted the outline of a man with a shimmering halo.
"Lady Penelope, I presume." He said in a low voice.
He bent over the table and took her hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," he said with an award winning smile.
Priya definitely had good taste in men, thought she. The young man was truly an Adonis.
He wore his luxurious mane of brown hair long, so that it sat on his shoulders. He stood just over six feet tall with a lean look and a nice tan, that glistened in the sunlight.
