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“Oh come on Steph, act your age!”
Lynsey looked put out, “You can’t say that about Josh Simpson.”
Steph recoiled a little and wagged a finger at her.
“Oh come on Lyns, you seen him with his shirt off, don’t tell me you wouldn’t.”
Lynsey didn’t blush and her faux outrage melted before all their eyes, “Yeah, if I was ten years younger.”
All of them descended into raucous laughter.
“Twenty!” they said in unison.
Steph watched and sipped her drink trying not to look smug. Amidst them all, she knew Josh better than all of them. She enjoyed the moment and that quiet satisfaction of knowing something they didn’t know. It had been going on for years, her predilection for younger men. Call it what you like, MILF, cougar, she had her dirty little secret.
Charles was a good provider, he worked hard, maybe a little too hard. It might explain as they hit the big four-oh why he began to flag in the bedroom. Steph was nothing but persistent, expensive underwear, fantasy play, porn. She loved her husband and had tried everything, it was a long weekend in Amsterdam that really put the spice back into her marriage.
What they accidentally discovered opened up a whole new chapter in their lives. Charles was a cuckold. A chance encounter in a bar and with his encouragement, they were back in their hotel room as she got royally fucked by a total stranger.
For weeks afterwards, the sex was incredible. It was as if Charles was twenty years younger and as the memory faded, they went off and found another stranger.
As she learned what motivated Charles, it soon became more immersive and involved. On her right ankle she carried a thin gold bracelet to advertise her wares. He was properly caged and became more and more submissive to her. Now, she was empowered to go out and get them. Either bring a guy home or go out, fuck them and come home to tell Charles all about it.
Opening another bottle of wine, they shared out its contents. They were three bottles of wine to the good already between the four of them. It was meant to be a nondescript Saturday lunch, they had lost control of their self-restraint. Now late afternoon, they had re-fuelled at a tapas bar and it had become a drinking session.
The yoke of responsibility had been cast off, the husbands had the kids. The sisterhood had entered into an unspoken pact to relive their youth. These ladies were free and the conversation had turned risqué.
“Cheers.”
The brittle clink of glass on glass proceeded the silence as they all took a good gulp of ice-cold Sauvignon Blanc.
“So, Josh Simpson? I heard from Cally he’s keen on Tamara Burton.”
Selina balked, “That tramp, he’s too good for her. Abi told me she’s something of a bike.”
Steph chipped in, “She might be a tramp but if he’s getting plenty of practice, he might be worth a jump for us more experienced ladies.”
They roared.
“Would you Steph? Y’know?”
Steph took a swig from her glass, “In a fucking heartbeat, it’s been years since I’ve had a young hard cock.”
“Steph!” came the unanimous reply followed by a peal of hearty laughter.
That was a blatant lie – it had only been a week ago. A young trainee accountant on a residential course looking lonely in the pub. He had a nice cock and he pummelled her as Charles looked on caged and tied to a chair.
Wriggling a little as her loins churned, she remembered the dull ache he left her with. She might have borne Charles a couple of kids but the accountant left her sex sore and sated.
She’d had Josh too, he was energetic which made up for his lack of experience. She could understand why Tamara would want to get her hooks into him. He had a good sized piece of meat in his trousers and he was rather good at using it.
“You know Josh plays cricket at the Sports and Social club, they have a bar,” said Eva.
Steph played it cool, the idea of seeing Josh all sweaty as he played cricket tore at her insides.
“Mmm, it’s only down the road, we should go and have a good perve,” added Lynsey.
Finding a table in the Sports and Social bar was easy enough, they all looked over to the bar at the assembled team. They’d missed the match but the team were all at the bar having a few pints.
Lynsey came back with an ice bucket stuffed to glasses, ice and wine.
“They won their game, Josh was man of the match.”
Steph heard her speak but her eyes were all over him. In a white polo shirt and white grass stained trousers, Josh enjoyed the attention and flashed a smile back. Tousled blonde hair, tanned and slim, she already knew he was their best player.
Steph cut hair for a living and she cut Tamara Burton’s hair too. The girls talked, they all did. She was pretty if loose with her morals, Steph admired her. She knew all about Josh and how he made Tamara feel, Steph knew what made him tick.
The clock above the bar edged towards seven and the cricket team had thinned out a little. Retiring to the ladies toilet, Steph stepped out of her thong and stuffed in her clutch bag. Teasing her slit, her juices eased from her readily and her clit was engorged. If Josh wouldn’t do her, someone would. Right now, any cock would be good enough.
Back at the table, Steph saw her opportunity. Loose and libated, she stuffed the empty bottle back into the sloshy ice bucket and went to bar to recharge it.
“Hi Josh.”
He was chatting to a callow faced youth, lean and tall. She didn’t recognise him but she did like his deep blue eyes.
“Hey Steph, making a night of it?”
Putting the ice bucket onto the bar, the barmaid took the order.
“Yeah, you know how it goes, you go out for one and get a taste for more.”
Josh smiled, he got the ambiguity of her statement.
The callow faced youth was staring at her tits. Steph didn’t mind, they were expensive and she was very proud of them. Charles paid for a lift, after two kids they had swelled a little and fell a little. There was plenty to work with and it had been worth every penny, they were better now than in her twenties. No saline, no silicone, just sculpted. The low-cut flapper style dress she wore showed off her cleavage perfectly. Throw in the Pilates and time in the gym, she was in the best shape of her life.
“Excuse my manners Steph, this is Nathan.”
Nathan thrust out a hand, Steph recoiled a little.
“Like this Nathan.”
She lent in and kissed his cheek.
“And where’s mine Josh?”
Josh came in for a kiss on the cheek too.
With the ice broken, Josh was chatty and Nathan’s eyes kept darting to her tits. If Josh wasn’t here, he’d do. Nathan’s youthful athletic body would be more than enough to sate her. Tonight though, the object of her desire was Josh himself.
“No Tamara?” asked Steph.
Josh blew out his cheeks, “Naw, she not a big fan of cricket, she’s not as sporty as me I guess.”
Raising an eyebrow, Steph smiled and considered that Josh’s sporting pursuits gave him fantastic stamina.
“She’s gone out with her mates tonight.”
The bar seemed quieter, the jukebox had stopped playing, it had ran out of money. The timing was perfect and Steph was not going to let it go to waste. She knew their eyes were on her every move. Opening up her clutch bag and rummaging through it, her scarlet thong was clearly visible.
Snapping it shut, she offered Nathan some cash. She looked at Josh and the look on his face told her everything she needed to know.
“Here Nathan, go and put some tunes on. I don’t want any of that modern rap rubbish, something with a bit of soul please.”
Dutifully, he turned tail and went to the jukebox. She fixed a look on Josh as Lynsey came up the bar.
“Here you go Lyns, fresh ice bucket and a bottle of plonk.”
Lyns said nothing except for a surreptitious wink and left Steph with Josh.
It was easy, she bought Josh a drink and took a glass of wine for herself. Josh was pliable and soon enough he was eating out of the palm of her hand. Nathan had thought better of coming back and was chatting at the other end of the bar to the remaining players. Steph had turned the charm up to eleven, the gentle caress of his strong forearm, moving in closer to him and looking at his lips.
For years now, Steph had been seducing men just like this and she always got what she wanted. He was no shrinking violet either and was certainly not discouraging her. When her thigh gently made contact with his, he didn’t shift his position.
“So Josh, we had a lot of fun last time. Want to do it again?”
He barely flinched but he stopped taking a sip from his glass and put it down.
“Yes, I do.”
“Not at my house this time. Where do the young men take their girlfriends when their parents are at home?”
Steph watched inscrutably, he didn’t flap or blush. She had seen a glimpse of the future in him, he was ice cool.
“Well, the pavilion if you have the key. It’s remote, you can make a lot of noise in there.”
She matched his look of nonchalance and took a sip from her glass. He produced the key from his pocket and without sudden hand gestures she took it from him.
“Just walk out of here, take the pavement and walk in from the road entrance.”
Steph popped it into her clutch bag, “Discrete, I like it.”
Josh smiled, “Well, let’s just say, I can keep a secret.”
“You’d better. Then again, you have done so far.”
“Just one thing?” asked Josh.
“Sure, what it is?”
“I promised Nathan I’d get him laid. He’s a virgin.”
That did make her eyebrows rise, she placed her glass down on the bar. That churning surged through her, two hard youthful cocks and a virgin to deflower. Her body combusted at the very thought.
“You ok with that?” asked Josh.
“Why not, and he can keep his mouth shut?”
“Sure he can, Tamara came onto him last week but he choked. Nerves. I reckon he’d be up for it, he’s been staring at your tits since you got here.”
Steph had underestimated Josh yet the possibilities it brought gnawed at her insides. Getting one over Tamara clinched the deal for her.
“Okay, bring him along too. As long as you both do what I say.”
Josh smiled wryly, “Sure.”
Tottering a little on her heels, the soft breeze caressed her skin as she rounded the corner. Through a narrow gap in the hedge, no-one saw her. The latch key turned easily in the well-oiled tumbler. Leaving the latch off, they could enter without a sound.
The place was clean and smelt of sun bleached old wood and manly sweat. Used for the teams to watch the game, it was functional and spartan. Across the front of the expansive pavilion, the venetian blinds were closed across the large French windows. They would keep out prying eyes but the last of the evening sun leeched through them to light up the room.
Taking out her phone from her clutch-bag, she looked for a suitable ledge. The scene of the crime would be here, there was a cracked elderly looking Chesterfield sofa. It had seen plenty of bums on seats and probably a lot of carnal action too. Lining up the camera, she set it to video and then checked the results. The wide angled shot was perfect and the light was good. There would be plenty to show Charles when she got home. Finding an old scorecard, she hid her phone behind it so only the lens peeped out.
A quiet creak of the door gave her a start, in crept Josh and Nathan.
“Ah, my two young studs have arrived.”
Steph looked at them both, Nathan looked a little edgy and Josh stood confidently legs apart with his arms folded.
“So you boys want to show me a good time then?”
Josh nodded slowly, Nathan looked nervous.
Steph knew she had to get this started. Slipping off the straps of her dress and with a wiggle of her hips, it fell easily to the floor.
Watching their eyes widen, she shrugged off her scarlet lace bra. Completely naked and standing with her hand on her hips, she let them feast their eyes on her naked body.
“So, you reckon you can huh? Come on then, get your kit off.”
Boots, socks, trousers, shirts, they were all cast to the floor. Walking slowly towards them, they’d opted to keep their underwear on. On her knees, she looped her fingers under the elastic of Josh’s underwear. His thick veiny cock sprung up before her.
Next, Nathan and she wondered if the outline in his black underwear might be a trick of the light. As she freed his cock, she knew it wasn’t. He was a bit longer but thicker, much thicker.
With one in each hand, she sampled them both. Squeezing slowly, they were hard and strong, their balls tight and heavy. Looking up at them, their eyes were expectant and eager. Easing Josh's cock into her mouth, he gasped as she showed him how much she could take.
Her own sex was burning with lust. Kneeling before them stroking their hard cocks, she would play her game. Sucking each in turn, she gave each one a flourish with her hand making them gasp every time. She nursed them both into a state of fevered moans.
Josh was ready, the twinge in her sex told that she was too.
The large bolstered arms of the Chesterfield were just the right height and she bent over one, her legs apart slightly.
“Josh, get your cock in me. You, I haven’t finished sucking your cock yet.”
Invaded by the blunt end of Josh’s cock, she couldn’t help but squeeze her eyes closed and exhale hard. He had no finesse, he just pushed it right up inside her to the hilt. Nathan was more reticent, she manhandled his firm cock and fed it into her mouth.
The grasp of Josh’s hands on her hips were firm and manly. His strength kept her pinned down and there was little room to move. Wet and hot in her loins, she revelled in being treated so roughly.
Nathan was motionless and she sank his cock as deep into her mouth as she could. Trying to hold back her gag reflex, Josh’s thrusts pushed her nose into the downy fur of Nathan’s abdomen.
“Oh fuck!” exclaimed Nathan.
Unable to stifle a retch, his cock appeared before her smothered in saliva. Josh was in no mood to play nice, maybe it was the beer but his cock was giving her a good working over. She wondered how it looked on camera, two young studs fucking her at both ends.
Nathan’s cock was livid and very hard, the swell of his length defeated her gag reflex again. Sliding it into her mouth, she knew that he wouldn’t last long. Bolts of electricity shot through her sex knowing that she was his first. What a first it would be, deep-throating his cock until he shot the lot down her throat.
With a hard thrust from Josh, he pushed her mouth onto Nathan’s cock. With a yelp of surprise, Josh had wormed his thumb into her arse.
Each of them were emboldened, what nerves they might have had, nature had taken its course. Their instinct to fuck had taken control and they both responded to her stifled whimpers and moans.
Fucking her throat, Nathan cock lurched hard, she knew what that meant. Again it throbbed heavily as she took him whole. With a lunging grunt, it spasmed hard, convulsing once, twice, three times. Then it came, his load spewing from him. Gagging, she knew her throat would bite on his length. The motive force of Josh's thrusts pushed her face onto Nathan’s taut stomach. His heavy balls bounced against her chin.
“Jesus, fuck, fuck, fuck!”
She pushed him from her mouth with what little strength she had and retched. His acrid load tingled on the back of her tongue as his last rope of cum splashed across her face.
Nathan’s cock was still twitching and jerking. Coughing a little, she cleared her throat.
“Don’t stop, put it back in.”
Josh was still fucking her with long, slow lunges. Admiring his stamina, Nathan’s cock rose again from semi-flaccid to tumescent in only a few short minutes. He would last longer the second time round and Josh would get his reward for fucking her good.
Pushing back on Josh with her hand, she eased herself off the bolster.
“So Nathan, you’ve never had your cock in a pussy?”
He shook his head, “N…No.”
“Would you like mine right now?”
He nodded.
“Ok sugar, sit on the sofa and let me do the work. You two can change places.”
Steph straddled his hard cock and guided it into her. Hot and soaking wet, she bore down slowly upon his meat. With a gasp, he was big and instinctively she let out a heavy gasp. Pushing down harder, seldom had she felt so full. He was clearly a breast man, his hands and mouth were all over her tits and nipples.
Caressing his hair through her fingers, she held his head to her breast. His soft mouth on her hard puckered nipple made her hips squirm on his cock.
“That’s it. Nice and slowly, enjoy it.”
Locking her elbows, she plunged herself into Nathan’s hot length. Steph knew she could talk dirty but he didn’t need the encouragement, besides she didn’t want him to blow his load too early. She had taken his virginity and for now, she would let him enjoy the moment.
Josh was hovering and turning her head, his cock was there at just the right angle.
The fire raging inside her propelled her faster against Nathan’s prone body. Josh rocked his hips and fucked her mouth. He was slightly easier to handle as he slid his whole length in. Gagging and retching, he was assertive; it made Steph’s insides churn with lust. They’d fucked before, a hard pussy fucking and she had him explode inside her twice. Now, with two cocks to entertain, she indulged her deeper perversions.
Steph knew what she wanted, it had been years since she had done it but this was too good and opportunity to pass up. Pushing back on Josh’s body, his cock glistened with a heavy coat of saliva.
“Put it in my arse Josh.”
She watched him do a double-take, “Fuck me in the arse. Go on, stick that magnificent prick up my dirtbox.”
Pushing out her arse, one hand gripped at her collarbone, the second pushed the blunt end of his cock at her tight hole.
It knocked the air out of her as his sinewy strength defeated the tight knot. Pushing into her, she let out louder yelps as two cocks filled her to their hilt. Bearing down on them, there was no give, her muscles were squeezed tightly against their rock hard meat.
It was a difficult rhythm for two inexperienced bucks to master. Slowly, they found it. With Nathan’s soft mouth on her hard nipple, she ground herself on the hilt of his cock. Josh’s impervious cock had her too. As one withdrew, the other pressed in. Exchanging thrusts as they used her holes, Steph groaned heavily. Each thrust ratcheted up the churning tension inside her.
“Come on you fuckers, give it to me.”
Soon they were grunting hard, bucking harder when their turn came. Such was their force, they made her body shake and pushed the breath out from her. Josh’s loins slapped against her peachy arse cheeks. The air was heavy with the smell and sounds of animal sex.
Taking Nathan’s fingers, she put them into her mouth and sucked. In her mind, it was another cock, three of them using all her holes.
Barely able to constrain the tension inside her, she squirmed to keep it in. She wanted to savour the moment, sandwiched between them being used for her relief. Enlivened with the thought of being a whore, she pressed her hands on Nathan’s chest and teased his nipples. His girth was at its zenith, she wanted to coax his load from in.
Josh’s hands pulled on her, he slid completely inside, and Nathan held back and then filled her completely. Stuttering between them, the dam broke. With a heavy yelp, she shuddered hard. It was sudden and vicious, loud and muscular.
Another groan intermingled with hers and the convulsions of her own body felt a deep spasm inside her. It was Nathan and he was about to cum. Josh was groaning too and he’d released his grip of her shoulders.
Paralysed by the electric shocks of her climax, her body writhed on Nathan’s cock. Looming into view, Josh held his cock and pointed it at her face. With barely enough time to open her mouth, the first splash of his seed hit the back of her throat. Closing her mouth over him, he gave her the lot into her mouth.
They roared like men, she quivered with release as they emptied their balls into her. Visceral and loud, time slowed as she took them both. As the tumult eased, Steph’s body stilled as they both panted hard for air.
“Hmm, so you boys do know how to fuck then.”
Breathless and bathed in a warm glow, her holes pulsated with a satisfying heat.
Josh staggered a little and slumped into a chair. His muscles pumped and sheened with a gloss of sweat, he sat motionless fighting for air. Nathan’s cheeks were pink with his brow beaded with perspiration. He looked up at her and smiled, a look of silent gratitude as she returned his smile.
“You don’t say much do you? You enjoy that?”
“Yes, yes I did. Thank you.”
“Not a virgin now are you?”
He shook his head and smiled and a buzzing noise punctured the moment. Coming from the heap of discarded clothes, Josh began to search through them.
Easing herself from Nathan’s body, a rasp of air followed and a trickle of his seed ran down her thigh. Scooping it up with a fingers, she tasted the mixed juices of their congress.
“You cum big too, I like you.”
Nathan beamed now.
Josh put his phone back into his trousers, “It’s Tamara, she’s at the social wondering where I am.”
Steph smiled, “Tell her you are in the pavilion and you’ve just smashed my back doors in.”
He sniggered.
“You’d better go then,” Steph added.
Josh threw Nathan’s clothes at him covering his lap. Picking the key out of her clutch bag, she handed it to Josh as he pulled on the cord of his cricket trousers.
“I’ll make sure the latch drops when I close the door.”
“Thanks Steph.”
Looking at him coyly, “What for?”
“The fuck and letting me go.”
“No problem, when you are giving her a good fuck tonight, think of me.”
With a wicked smile on his face, he turned tail and was gone. Nathan was sorting through his clothes.
“Erm, and where do you think you are going?”
Nathan froze still, “I’m going too.”
Steph lent in and kissed him softly. Gripping his cock, it responded almost immediately.
“Oh no you are not, you’ve shot a load in my mouth and cunt, there’s one place you’ve forgotten.”
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It was dusk by the time she’d finished with Nathan. Pulling the door closed, a slippery warm feeling grazed her thighs and arse cheeks. He’d taken quite some finishing off too. In the end, she rode him hard on the floor, that magnificent prick of his stuffed deep up her arse and he fondled her tits. She rubbed herself off to a glorious orgasm in front of him and tipped him over the edge.
She had his phone number too, his education would continue at a later date.
Looking at her phone, there was almost fifty minutes of video. She knew Charles would enjoy that, he’d be caged and tied up as she forced him to watch it.
Using the wing mirror of a parked car, she primped her hair and quickly put on a dab of lipstick. Fussing over her appearance, she smiled confidently. Anyone looking at her would be none the wiser what she had done.
Walking back to the social club, she tapped on her phone.
Wait up for me, I’m full of spunk and I’m going to show you what a filthy slut I’ve been. It’s time for your weekly milking xxxx.
Lynsey looked put out, “You can’t say that about Josh Simpson.”
Steph recoiled a little and wagged a finger at her.
“Oh come on Lyns, you seen him with his shirt off, don’t tell me you wouldn’t.”
Lynsey didn’t blush and her faux outrage melted before all their eyes, “Yeah, if I was ten years younger.”
All of them descended into raucous laughter.
“Twenty!” they said in unison.
Steph watched and sipped her drink trying not to look smug. Amidst them all, she knew Josh better than all of them. She enjoyed the moment and that quiet satisfaction of knowing something they didn’t know. It had been going on for years, her predilection for younger men. Call it what you like, MILF, cougar, she had her dirty little secret.
Charles was a good provider, he worked hard, maybe a little too hard. It might explain as they hit the big four-oh why he began to flag in the bedroom. Steph was nothing but persistent, expensive underwear, fantasy play, porn. She loved her husband and had tried everything, it was a long weekend in Amsterdam that really put the spice back into her marriage.
What they accidentally discovered opened up a whole new chapter in their lives. Charles was a cuckold. A chance encounter in a bar and with his encouragement, they were back in their hotel room as she got royally fucked by a total stranger.
For weeks afterwards, the sex was incredible. It was as if Charles was twenty years younger and as the memory faded, they went off and found another stranger.
As she learned what motivated Charles, it soon became more immersive and involved. On her right ankle she carried a thin gold bracelet to advertise her wares. He was properly caged and became more and more submissive to her. Now, she was empowered to go out and get them. Either bring a guy home or go out, fuck them and come home to tell Charles all about it.
Opening another bottle of wine, they shared out its contents. They were three bottles of wine to the good already between the four of them. It was meant to be a nondescript Saturday lunch, they had lost control of their self-restraint. Now late afternoon, they had re-fuelled at a tapas bar and it had become a drinking session.
The yoke of responsibility had been cast off, the husbands had the kids. The sisterhood had entered into an unspoken pact to relive their youth. These ladies were free and the conversation had turned risqué.
“Cheers.”
The brittle clink of glass on glass proceeded the silence as they all took a good gulp of ice-cold Sauvignon Blanc.
“So, Josh Simpson? I heard from Cally he’s keen on Tamara Burton.”
Selina balked, “That tramp, he’s too good for her. Abi told me she’s something of a bike.”
Steph chipped in, “She might be a tramp but if he’s getting plenty of practice, he might be worth a jump for us more experienced ladies.”
They roared.
“Would you Steph? Y’know?”
Steph took a swig from her glass, “In a fucking heartbeat, it’s been years since I’ve had a young hard cock.”
“Steph!” came the unanimous reply followed by a peal of hearty laughter.
That was a blatant lie – it had only been a week ago. A young trainee accountant on a residential course looking lonely in the pub. He had a nice cock and he pummelled her as Charles looked on caged and tied to a chair.
Wriggling a little as her loins churned, she remembered the dull ache he left her with. She might have borne Charles a couple of kids but the accountant left her sex sore and sated.
She’d had Josh too, he was energetic which made up for his lack of experience. She could understand why Tamara would want to get her hooks into him. He had a good sized piece of meat in his trousers and he was rather good at using it.
“You know Josh plays cricket at the Sports and Social club, they have a bar,” said Eva.
Steph played it cool, the idea of seeing Josh all sweaty as he played cricket tore at her insides.
“Mmm, it’s only down the road, we should go and have a good perve,” added Lynsey.
Finding a table in the Sports and Social bar was easy enough, they all looked over to the bar at the assembled team. They’d missed the match but the team were all at the bar having a few pints.
Lynsey came back with an ice bucket stuffed to glasses, ice and wine.
“They won their game, Josh was man of the match.”
Steph heard her speak but her eyes were all over him. In a white polo shirt and white grass stained trousers, Josh enjoyed the attention and flashed a smile back. Tousled blonde hair, tanned and slim, she already knew he was their best player.
Steph cut hair for a living and she cut Tamara Burton’s hair too. The girls talked, they all did. She was pretty if loose with her morals, Steph admired her. She knew all about Josh and how he made Tamara feel, Steph knew what made him tick.
The clock above the bar edged towards seven and the cricket team had thinned out a little. Retiring to the ladies toilet, Steph stepped out of her thong and stuffed in her clutch bag. Teasing her slit, her juices eased from her readily and her clit was engorged. If Josh wouldn’t do her, someone would. Right now, any cock would be good enough.
Back at the table, Steph saw her opportunity. Loose and libated, she stuffed the empty bottle back into the sloshy ice bucket and went to bar to recharge it.
“Hi Josh.”
He was chatting to a callow faced youth, lean and tall. She didn’t recognise him but she did like his deep blue eyes.
“Hey Steph, making a night of it?”
Putting the ice bucket onto the bar, the barmaid took the order.
“Yeah, you know how it goes, you go out for one and get a taste for more.”
Josh smiled, he got the ambiguity of her statement.
The callow faced youth was staring at her tits. Steph didn’t mind, they were expensive and she was very proud of them. Charles paid for a lift, after two kids they had swelled a little and fell a little. There was plenty to work with and it had been worth every penny, they were better now than in her twenties. No saline, no silicone, just sculpted. The low-cut flapper style dress she wore showed off her cleavage perfectly. Throw in the Pilates and time in the gym, she was in the best shape of her life.
“Excuse my manners Steph, this is Nathan.”
Nathan thrust out a hand, Steph recoiled a little.
“Like this Nathan.”
She lent in and kissed his cheek.
“And where’s mine Josh?”
Josh came in for a kiss on the cheek too.
With the ice broken, Josh was chatty and Nathan’s eyes kept darting to her tits. If Josh wasn’t here, he’d do. Nathan’s youthful athletic body would be more than enough to sate her. Tonight though, the object of her desire was Josh himself.
“No Tamara?” asked Steph.
Josh blew out his cheeks, “Naw, she not a big fan of cricket, she’s not as sporty as me I guess.”
Raising an eyebrow, Steph smiled and considered that Josh’s sporting pursuits gave him fantastic stamina.
“She’s gone out with her mates tonight.”
The bar seemed quieter, the jukebox had stopped playing, it had ran out of money. The timing was perfect and Steph was not going to let it go to waste. She knew their eyes were on her every move. Opening up her clutch bag and rummaging through it, her scarlet thong was clearly visible.
Snapping it shut, she offered Nathan some cash. She looked at Josh and the look on his face told her everything she needed to know.
“Here Nathan, go and put some tunes on. I don’t want any of that modern rap rubbish, something with a bit of soul please.”
Dutifully, he turned tail and went to the jukebox. She fixed a look on Josh as Lynsey came up the bar.
“Here you go Lyns, fresh ice bucket and a bottle of plonk.”
Lyns said nothing except for a surreptitious wink and left Steph with Josh.
It was easy, she bought Josh a drink and took a glass of wine for herself. Josh was pliable and soon enough he was eating out of the palm of her hand. Nathan had thought better of coming back and was chatting at the other end of the bar to the remaining players. Steph had turned the charm up to eleven, the gentle caress of his strong forearm, moving in closer to him and looking at his lips.
For years now, Steph had been seducing men just like this and she always got what she wanted. He was no shrinking violet either and was certainly not discouraging her. When her thigh gently made contact with his, he didn’t shift his position.
“So Josh, we had a lot of fun last time. Want to do it again?”
He barely flinched but he stopped taking a sip from his glass and put it down.
“Yes, I do.”
“Not at my house this time. Where do the young men take their girlfriends when their parents are at home?”
Steph watched inscrutably, he didn’t flap or blush. She had seen a glimpse of the future in him, he was ice cool.
“Well, the pavilion if you have the key. It’s remote, you can make a lot of noise in there.”
She matched his look of nonchalance and took a sip from her glass. He produced the key from his pocket and without sudden hand gestures she took it from him.
“Just walk out of here, take the pavement and walk in from the road entrance.”
Steph popped it into her clutch bag, “Discrete, I like it.”
Josh smiled, “Well, let’s just say, I can keep a secret.”
“You’d better. Then again, you have done so far.”
“Just one thing?” asked Josh.
“Sure, what it is?”
“I promised Nathan I’d get him laid. He’s a virgin.”
That did make her eyebrows rise, she placed her glass down on the bar. That churning surged through her, two hard youthful cocks and a virgin to deflower. Her body combusted at the very thought.
“You ok with that?” asked Josh.
“Why not, and he can keep his mouth shut?”
“Sure he can, Tamara came onto him last week but he choked. Nerves. I reckon he’d be up for it, he’s been staring at your tits since you got here.”
Steph had underestimated Josh yet the possibilities it brought gnawed at her insides. Getting one over Tamara clinched the deal for her.
“Okay, bring him along too. As long as you both do what I say.”
Josh smiled wryly, “Sure.”
Tottering a little on her heels, the soft breeze caressed her skin as she rounded the corner. Through a narrow gap in the hedge, no-one saw her. The latch key turned easily in the well-oiled tumbler. Leaving the latch off, they could enter without a sound.
The place was clean and smelt of sun bleached old wood and manly sweat. Used for the teams to watch the game, it was functional and spartan. Across the front of the expansive pavilion, the venetian blinds were closed across the large French windows. They would keep out prying eyes but the last of the evening sun leeched through them to light up the room.
Taking out her phone from her clutch-bag, she looked for a suitable ledge. The scene of the crime would be here, there was a cracked elderly looking Chesterfield sofa. It had seen plenty of bums on seats and probably a lot of carnal action too. Lining up the camera, she set it to video and then checked the results. The wide angled shot was perfect and the light was good. There would be plenty to show Charles when she got home. Finding an old scorecard, she hid her phone behind it so only the lens peeped out.
A quiet creak of the door gave her a start, in crept Josh and Nathan.
“Ah, my two young studs have arrived.”
Steph looked at them both, Nathan looked a little edgy and Josh stood confidently legs apart with his arms folded.
“So you boys want to show me a good time then?”
Josh nodded slowly, Nathan looked nervous.
Steph knew she had to get this started. Slipping off the straps of her dress and with a wiggle of her hips, it fell easily to the floor.
Watching their eyes widen, she shrugged off her scarlet lace bra. Completely naked and standing with her hand on her hips, she let them feast their eyes on her naked body.
“So, you reckon you can huh? Come on then, get your kit off.”
Boots, socks, trousers, shirts, they were all cast to the floor. Walking slowly towards them, they’d opted to keep their underwear on. On her knees, she looped her fingers under the elastic of Josh’s underwear. His thick veiny cock sprung up before her.
Next, Nathan and she wondered if the outline in his black underwear might be a trick of the light. As she freed his cock, she knew it wasn’t. He was a bit longer but thicker, much thicker.
With one in each hand, she sampled them both. Squeezing slowly, they were hard and strong, their balls tight and heavy. Looking up at them, their eyes were expectant and eager. Easing Josh's cock into her mouth, he gasped as she showed him how much she could take.
Her own sex was burning with lust. Kneeling before them stroking their hard cocks, she would play her game. Sucking each in turn, she gave each one a flourish with her hand making them gasp every time. She nursed them both into a state of fevered moans.
Josh was ready, the twinge in her sex told that she was too.
The large bolstered arms of the Chesterfield were just the right height and she bent over one, her legs apart slightly.
“Josh, get your cock in me. You, I haven’t finished sucking your cock yet.”
Invaded by the blunt end of Josh’s cock, she couldn’t help but squeeze her eyes closed and exhale hard. He had no finesse, he just pushed it right up inside her to the hilt. Nathan was more reticent, she manhandled his firm cock and fed it into her mouth.
The grasp of Josh’s hands on her hips were firm and manly. His strength kept her pinned down and there was little room to move. Wet and hot in her loins, she revelled in being treated so roughly.
Nathan was motionless and she sank his cock as deep into her mouth as she could. Trying to hold back her gag reflex, Josh’s thrusts pushed her nose into the downy fur of Nathan’s abdomen.
“Oh fuck!” exclaimed Nathan.
Unable to stifle a retch, his cock appeared before her smothered in saliva. Josh was in no mood to play nice, maybe it was the beer but his cock was giving her a good working over. She wondered how it looked on camera, two young studs fucking her at both ends.
Nathan’s cock was livid and very hard, the swell of his length defeated her gag reflex again. Sliding it into her mouth, she knew that he wouldn’t last long. Bolts of electricity shot through her sex knowing that she was his first. What a first it would be, deep-throating his cock until he shot the lot down her throat.
With a hard thrust from Josh, he pushed her mouth onto Nathan’s cock. With a yelp of surprise, Josh had wormed his thumb into her arse.
Each of them were emboldened, what nerves they might have had, nature had taken its course. Their instinct to fuck had taken control and they both responded to her stifled whimpers and moans.
Fucking her throat, Nathan cock lurched hard, she knew what that meant. Again it throbbed heavily as she took him whole. With a lunging grunt, it spasmed hard, convulsing once, twice, three times. Then it came, his load spewing from him. Gagging, she knew her throat would bite on his length. The motive force of Josh's thrusts pushed her face onto Nathan’s taut stomach. His heavy balls bounced against her chin.
“Jesus, fuck, fuck, fuck!”
She pushed him from her mouth with what little strength she had and retched. His acrid load tingled on the back of her tongue as his last rope of cum splashed across her face.
Nathan’s cock was still twitching and jerking. Coughing a little, she cleared her throat.
“Don’t stop, put it back in.”
Josh was still fucking her with long, slow lunges. Admiring his stamina, Nathan’s cock rose again from semi-flaccid to tumescent in only a few short minutes. He would last longer the second time round and Josh would get his reward for fucking her good.
Pushing back on Josh with her hand, she eased herself off the bolster.
“So Nathan, you’ve never had your cock in a pussy?”
He shook his head, “N…No.”
“Would you like mine right now?”
He nodded.
“Ok sugar, sit on the sofa and let me do the work. You two can change places.”
Steph straddled his hard cock and guided it into her. Hot and soaking wet, she bore down slowly upon his meat. With a gasp, he was big and instinctively she let out a heavy gasp. Pushing down harder, seldom had she felt so full. He was clearly a breast man, his hands and mouth were all over her tits and nipples.
Caressing his hair through her fingers, she held his head to her breast. His soft mouth on her hard puckered nipple made her hips squirm on his cock.
“That’s it. Nice and slowly, enjoy it.”
Locking her elbows, she plunged herself into Nathan’s hot length. Steph knew she could talk dirty but he didn’t need the encouragement, besides she didn’t want him to blow his load too early. She had taken his virginity and for now, she would let him enjoy the moment.
Josh was hovering and turning her head, his cock was there at just the right angle.
The fire raging inside her propelled her faster against Nathan’s prone body. Josh rocked his hips and fucked her mouth. He was slightly easier to handle as he slid his whole length in. Gagging and retching, he was assertive; it made Steph’s insides churn with lust. They’d fucked before, a hard pussy fucking and she had him explode inside her twice. Now, with two cocks to entertain, she indulged her deeper perversions.
Steph knew what she wanted, it had been years since she had done it but this was too good and opportunity to pass up. Pushing back on Josh’s body, his cock glistened with a heavy coat of saliva.
“Put it in my arse Josh.”
She watched him do a double-take, “Fuck me in the arse. Go on, stick that magnificent prick up my dirtbox.”
Pushing out her arse, one hand gripped at her collarbone, the second pushed the blunt end of his cock at her tight hole.
It knocked the air out of her as his sinewy strength defeated the tight knot. Pushing into her, she let out louder yelps as two cocks filled her to their hilt. Bearing down on them, there was no give, her muscles were squeezed tightly against their rock hard meat.
It was a difficult rhythm for two inexperienced bucks to master. Slowly, they found it. With Nathan’s soft mouth on her hard nipple, she ground herself on the hilt of his cock. Josh’s impervious cock had her too. As one withdrew, the other pressed in. Exchanging thrusts as they used her holes, Steph groaned heavily. Each thrust ratcheted up the churning tension inside her.
“Come on you fuckers, give it to me.”
Soon they were grunting hard, bucking harder when their turn came. Such was their force, they made her body shake and pushed the breath out from her. Josh’s loins slapped against her peachy arse cheeks. The air was heavy with the smell and sounds of animal sex.
Taking Nathan’s fingers, she put them into her mouth and sucked. In her mind, it was another cock, three of them using all her holes.
Barely able to constrain the tension inside her, she squirmed to keep it in. She wanted to savour the moment, sandwiched between them being used for her relief. Enlivened with the thought of being a whore, she pressed her hands on Nathan’s chest and teased his nipples. His girth was at its zenith, she wanted to coax his load from in.
Josh’s hands pulled on her, he slid completely inside, and Nathan held back and then filled her completely. Stuttering between them, the dam broke. With a heavy yelp, she shuddered hard. It was sudden and vicious, loud and muscular.
Another groan intermingled with hers and the convulsions of her own body felt a deep spasm inside her. It was Nathan and he was about to cum. Josh was groaning too and he’d released his grip of her shoulders.
Paralysed by the electric shocks of her climax, her body writhed on Nathan’s cock. Looming into view, Josh held his cock and pointed it at her face. With barely enough time to open her mouth, the first splash of his seed hit the back of her throat. Closing her mouth over him, he gave her the lot into her mouth.
They roared like men, she quivered with release as they emptied their balls into her. Visceral and loud, time slowed as she took them both. As the tumult eased, Steph’s body stilled as they both panted hard for air.
“Hmm, so you boys do know how to fuck then.”
Breathless and bathed in a warm glow, her holes pulsated with a satisfying heat.
Josh staggered a little and slumped into a chair. His muscles pumped and sheened with a gloss of sweat, he sat motionless fighting for air. Nathan’s cheeks were pink with his brow beaded with perspiration. He looked up at her and smiled, a look of silent gratitude as she returned his smile.
“You don’t say much do you? You enjoy that?”
“Yes, yes I did. Thank you.”
“Not a virgin now are you?”
He shook his head and smiled and a buzzing noise punctured the moment. Coming from the heap of discarded clothes, Josh began to search through them.
Easing herself from Nathan’s body, a rasp of air followed and a trickle of his seed ran down her thigh. Scooping it up with a fingers, she tasted the mixed juices of their congress.
“You cum big too, I like you.”
Nathan beamed now.
Josh put his phone back into his trousers, “It’s Tamara, she’s at the social wondering where I am.”
Steph smiled, “Tell her you are in the pavilion and you’ve just smashed my back doors in.”
He sniggered.
“You’d better go then,” Steph added.
Josh threw Nathan’s clothes at him covering his lap. Picking the key out of her clutch bag, she handed it to Josh as he pulled on the cord of his cricket trousers.
“I’ll make sure the latch drops when I close the door.”
“Thanks Steph.”
Looking at him coyly, “What for?”
“The fuck and letting me go.”
“No problem, when you are giving her a good fuck tonight, think of me.”
With a wicked smile on his face, he turned tail and was gone. Nathan was sorting through his clothes.
“Erm, and where do you think you are going?”
Nathan froze still, “I’m going too.”
Steph lent in and kissed him softly. Gripping his cock, it responded almost immediately.
“Oh no you are not, you’ve shot a load in my mouth and cunt, there’s one place you’ve forgotten.”
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It was dusk by the time she’d finished with Nathan. Pulling the door closed, a slippery warm feeling grazed her thighs and arse cheeks. He’d taken quite some finishing off too. In the end, she rode him hard on the floor, that magnificent prick of his stuffed deep up her arse and he fondled her tits. She rubbed herself off to a glorious orgasm in front of him and tipped him over the edge.
She had his phone number too, his education would continue at a later date.
Looking at her phone, there was almost fifty minutes of video. She knew Charles would enjoy that, he’d be caged and tied up as she forced him to watch it.
Using the wing mirror of a parked car, she primped her hair and quickly put on a dab of lipstick. Fussing over her appearance, she smiled confidently. Anyone looking at her would be none the wiser what she had done.
Walking back to the social club, she tapped on her phone.
Wait up for me, I’m full of spunk and I’m going to show you what a filthy slut I’ve been. It’s time for your weekly milking xxxx.
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