Chronicles Of A Seductress Chapter Five
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Chronicles Of A Seductress. Chapter One. free porn video
A 'Breakdown' and a 'Service.'
Such a hot day. Burning hot. Too hot for clothes. Definitely too hot for a bra or knickers. A white thong, a 'button-up the front' denim skirt and a crocheted white top, would provide the ventilation and comfort she needed.
The dual carriageway seemed endless, but still a half-hour left before she got to the shops. Trust the air-conditioning to pack in, today of all days.
Jane unbuttoned her denim skirt almost to the waist, allowing the air to circulate around her bare thighs. Her crocheted top was almost see through anyway, but it had to be unbuttoned almost to the waist. The perspiration rolled down between her cleavage, as she sipped from her water bottle.
A dull thud emitted from the engine and the water temperature began to rise rapidly towards the red. What a place to break down. In the middle of nowhere too.
Jane pulled into a small lay-by. Lifting the bonnet revealed a lot of steam coming from somewhere, and she knew this journey was over.
Grateful for her mobile phone, Jane began searching for the AA contact number. But no signal. Typical. What now!
Jane waited by the side of her car, hoping that some kind person would soon pass by. But 15 minutes and not a sign.
Oblivious to the amount of bare flesh that she displayed Jane bent over under the bonnet of her pride and joy, as if the problem and solution would automatically expose themselves.
The Builder's Van.
The sound of the white van pulling up behind her went unnoticed, till she heard the voice of a young male.
Turning she saw the builder's van and a man approaching. In his early 30s, stripped to the waist, wearing khaki shorts and builder's boots, his tanned and muscular body sent a shiver through her. His hairy chest set off his six-pack, even as it, too, glistened with perspiration in the heat of the day.
“Problems Mrs.?” came the voice.
“Yes. The engine just made a thud and then started overheating. I pulled in and steam was coming from everywhere. I was going to phone the AA but I've got no signal on my phone.”
“No, you'll get no signal round her, Mrs.,” he replied. “I'll take you to the services about 20 minutes down the road, if you like. You can phone the AA from there. Up to you. My name's Bob, by the way”
“OK” she replied, “My name's Jane. I'll pay you for petrol.”
A knowing smile spread across Bob's face, as his eyes scanned Jane's body from head to toe.
“Hot day isn't it,” Bob said, “I see you're dressed for it.”
Jane felt herself blushing as she realised for the first time that her cleavage was almost completely exposed, and that the front of her denim skirt was held together with just one button below the waistband. Her white thong and the entirety of her thighs was visible every time she moved. She glanced at her reflection in the car window and saw that her nipples were also sticking out through her top.
Words failed her as Bob said, “the front seat is full of paperwork and stuff, it'd be best if you got into the back of the van. There's more room and it'll be cooler for you.”
And Then There Were Four.
Bob slid open the back doors of the van, and got into the driver's seat alone. Feeling somewhat relieved, Jane stepped up into the back of the van, into the darkness.
As she did so she needed to stretch, revealing both thighs to the waist and her white thong, which was now pulled up between the lips of her pussy.
She also needed to duck at the same time due to the roof, and her breasts almost fell out of her top. She felt around for a seat, and she heard the sliding door shut behind her.
“Hello there,” came a deep mature voice from inside.
“Hi,” said another younger voice.
“You're a sight for sore eyes,” came a third.
As Jane's eyes became accustomed to the relative darkness, she could make out three more builders in the back.
Two were young men in their 20s and the third a more mature fella in his 40s. All three were similarly attired to Bob, who she heard starting the van in the front. Each was stripped to the waist, wearing shorts and the mandatory builder's boots.
There were no seats in the back of the van, just thick mats on the floor, and a pile of building tools and materials in the corner. All three were sitting cross-legged on the floor, drinking what seemed to be cans of lager.
Making room, the oldest said, “sit here and hold on to the side of the van, or you'll be thrown around. Bob's not the best of drivers! I heard you tell him your name is Jane, is that right?”
Before Jane could answer the van pulled off and she fell sideways on to the floor. The old builder supported her and helped her sit in the midst of them on the floor.
“Told you,” he said. “Grab hold of something or you'll be thrown all over the place.”
For a moment there was silence, and Jane looked down at herself, The fall had resulted in her crocheted top sliding to one side and both her breasts were completely exposed.
She had also rested in a cross legged position, with her unbuttoned skirt wide apart, tight to the outside of her thighs.
Her thighs were exposed in their entirety, as well as her white thong, pulled tight into the crack of her pussy. Her pubic hair, which was considerable, was visible to the sides of the thong.
The silence was only broken by the sounds of heavy breathing. Looking up Jane could see that all three builders hadn't missed a thing. Their gaze was totally concentrated upon Jane's exposed breasts, thighs and pussy.
“You've made an old man's day, Jane,” said the eldest builder, who moved on to his knees.
Jane's glance could see that a huge bulge graced the front of his khaki shorts. But not for long, as he started to undo them, and slip them down to his knees. Jane thought about trying to get out of the van but she had no idea how to open the door, and they were travelling at speed.
Another Layby.
At that moment the van stopped. The two younger builders approached Jane from each side, both taking in an eyeful of her breasts.
Jane made to pull her top to cover her exposed breasts, but a strong hand from each builder,on either side, stopped her.
The back-door of the van slid open and the driver Bob appeared. The light entering the van lit up the scene.
Bob gasped and said, “what a fine pair of tits you've got there, Jane! A fair way to go to the services, but I thought I'd see how you were getting on in the back with the boys!”
Bob, standing outside the van, undid his own shorts and stepped out of them. Now completely naked except for his boots. His penis was erect, standing up to his belly-button. A good seven inches long, with a proud, swollen purple head, he clearly meant business.
It was obvious what now confronted Jane. She thought of screaming but she knew no-one would hear her. Being surrounded by these semi-naked men also seemed to awaken something inside her. Why hadn't she dressed more responsibly, she thought to herself.
With Jane now being held by a young builder on each side, and the eldest builder kneeling on the floor between her legs, there was little that Jane could now do. She knew no-one would be along any time soon.
Jane glanced down at the mature builder who was kneeling between her legs and she could see that his own penis was exposed as well.
Bigger even than Bob's, it seemed to be at least nine inches long, and even thicker. He was rubbing his right hand up and down the shaft, with increasing frequency.
It all seemed to happen at once, but the hands either side of her gently laid her back on to the floor, while at the same time removing her top.
The hands of the mature builder undid the remaining buttons holding on her skirt at the waist. In one swoop Jane found herself lying there wearing just her thong.
Mature hands were now running up the inside of her milky white, smooth thighs. While younger hands were cupping both breasts, and pinching the pink nipples till they stood out like never before.
“I'll scream,” Jane tried to say, but the words never came out, as mature fingers found purchase on her thong and slid it down her thighs and off her ankles. She was now completely naked, and Bob had got into the back as well.
Four builders now surrounded her, and she was completely at their mercy.
Bob now kneeled next to her head, and, holding her, he turned her gently on to her front, and on to all fours. The young builders at her side were then able to slip out of their shorts. Both had erect penises, each six to seven inches long, throbbing with purple heads, and considerable testicles hanging beneath.
Mature hands on Jane's hips lifted her on to her knees, before they parted her thighs. In a kneeling position, Jane now found herself face-to-face with Bob's erect penis. He didn't hesitate in pulling her head towards it, sliding it into Jane's protesting mouth.
Almost simultaneously mature hands from behind cupped Jane's pussy, inserting a large middle finger into her increasingly moist vagina.
To Jane's disbelief she found herself becoming excited, as mature fingers toyed with her clitoris. She even began visualising the mature nine inch cock that she had seen minutes before. No need to visualise now, as she felt the throbbing purple head against her bottom.
The thought of him possibly penetrating her that way made her move suddenly, but the two naked young builders held her firm on each side. She was unable to move, and her mouth was full of Bob's erect cock.
Then she felt the lips of her vagina being pulled apart and stretched around the throbbing purple head of the cock that began to penetrate her from behind.
Slowly at first, the penetration became deeper, and then quicker, and Jane found herself having to part her legs further to accommodate the size. Not as if she wanted to.... but what else could a girl do? She began to taste semen from Bob's cock in her mouth and knew that he wasn't far from ejaculating.
She heard Bob gasp, “suck me, Jane, suck me till I come in your mouth. Run your tongue all round my cock, and suck me now, please lady!”
Trying to pull away, she felt Bob's hands firmly upon her head, holding it in place. Running her tongue nervously and frantically around the pulsating purple head of his erect cock, she did not know what to do.
As she expected the gush of hot semen into her throat, one of the young builders said, “we want some too.”
The mature voice from behind said, “OK,” and he withdrew his massive cock from Jane's glistening, soaking wet pussy.
Almost disappointed, Jane sighed with faux-relief, as Bob also withdrew his cock from her mouth.
In the same moment it was all change. The mature builder was lying on his back on the floor, with his massive erect cock standing tall. Jane found herself being manoeuvred into a position where she was kneeling above him, with her tits hanging above his face. Not wasting the opportunity, the mature builder took both Jane's breasts in his hands, tweeking the nipples and pulling each into his mouth, licking them furiously.
Supporting herself with her hands either side of his head, Jane now found herself straddling him, with him sucking her tits as if there was no tomorrow.
Her bottom was now sticking in the air. Adept with his hands, the mature builder slid one hand beneath Jane, taking his manhood and guiding it again into Jane's saturated pussy. Jane gasped as the now familiar penis slid between her lips. She glanced down and could see that only half of his considerable cock had penetrated her. She had no idea how she could possibly take another inch.
As if he read her mind the mature builder placed his hands on her hips and gently rocked her back and fore. Each movement seeming to engage another inch of his considerable manhood into her haven.
Jane then felt her head being taken in the hands of one of the younger builders. Looking up she found herself again confronted with an erect penis immediately in front of her mouth.
Before being able to mutter a word, the throbbing cock of one of the younger builders, was inserted between her lips. As the purple head disappeared between her lips, Bob said, “now lick and suck him like you did to me. I want to see his come dripping from your mouth.”
Jane felt revolted but dared not do anything else. Taking the builder's cock in one hand, she proceeded to rub his shaft and lick the head at the same time, knowing that Bob was watching.
As Jane did so, the mature builder continued to rock her hips back and fore, and she could feel herself almost splitting, as his entire cock forced itself into her glistening pussy. The mature builder complimented her, saying, “you're a big girl, Jane, and know how to make a man feel good.”
The ache from Jane's pussy began to feel good now, and Jane actually began to help with the rocking, as the mature builder's fingers also began to carress her clitoris from below. She felt that it would only be a matter of time before she came all over his shaft.
Feeling his testicles below her, she knew that she had taken all nine or ten of his magnificent inches now. In one way she felt ashamed, but in another she felt proud.
With one cock in her mouth and another in her pussy, Jane began to realize that she was being “spit-roasted.” The thought made her tingle, and the increased rubbing of her clitoris by the mature hands suddenly made her pussy tighten and grasp upon the throbbing, purple cock.
She was coming and there was nothing she could do about it. She let out a gasp, and the mature hands pulled her down tight on to the entire length of his shaft, as he too ejaculated massively up into her pussy. Time and time again she felt his spurt of hot semen spray into her vagina.
Almost oblivious to the swollen cock in her mouth, the taste of semen violenty shooting into the back of her throat brought her back to reality. It took three gulps to swallow it all, and the rest dribbled down her chin, much to Bob's appreciation.
Thinking it was all coming to an end, Jane had forgotten about the fourth builder. He had been kneeling behind her all the time, concentrating on her arse. He could see the still erect massive cock of his boss swallowing up the entirety of Jane's pussy. Yet her bum was doing nothing.
Soaking his fingers with saliva he ran his fingers around the rim of Jane's bum-hole, tickling it as he went. Jane found herself moaning, unsure of whether it was because her bum-hole was being tickled, or whether the mature builder was starting up again, still erect and resuming the gentle stroking of her clitoris.
Moments passed and she found herself again being rocked up and down on the enormous cock. Bob had now replaced his substantial penis in Jane's mouth and demanded that she continue with him, where she had left off with the youngster.
“Try the lubrication in this durex” said one young builder to his mate who was playing with Jane's bum. Jane then felt a moist, slippery sensation as a gel was rubbed into her bum.
“Don't you do anything till she's ready to come again,” the mature builder said. “That's the way they like it.”
Jane, still vigorously licking Bob's cock, was again close to orgasm, as the deft, experienced fingers working on her clitoris, were driving her into oblivion. The throbbing manhood inside her pussy was now being tightly gripped by the walls of her vagina, as if she wanted to squeeze every drop of semen from inside.
Jane's bum-hole was now being teased by the erect swollen head of the young builder's cock, as he pressed for slight penetration, waiting for instructions from his boss.
Lost to the world, Jane almost bit Bob's cock as she trembled and rocked with a massive orgasm, as the mature fingers achieved their objective. More hot semen fired into her pussy from below, as firm mature hands held tightly to her hips.
The hot erect cock at her bum-hole needed no further invitation, as it thrust gently forwards into unexplored realms, causing Jane to scream more profusely as she suddenly became aware that three erect cocks were inside her at the same time.
It didn't take much for the young builder to ejaculate his load into Jane, as the tightness and forbidden nature of his deeds became too much to withhold.
Bob, witnessing all this, held firmly to Jane's head as he, too, ejaculated his load of semen into her mouth. Jane managed to swallow the initial burst, and the rest she spat out, and it dribbled out of her mouth, and down her chin.
All four builders were now spent, and lying on the floor of the van. Jane, too, had removed herself from her wondrous throbbing friend, and lay alongside them. Hot semen seeming to ooze from her every orifice.
An eternity seemed to pass before Bob returned to the driver's seat, and the van sped off again along the dual carriageway.
Rescue At The Services.
Jane gathered her clothes together, and dressed. Moments later, the services appeared, and Jane jumped from the van. No words were exchanged. Effectively Jane had been gang-****d by a bunch of builders, yet who would believe her. And she wasn't going to complain anyway she smiled to herself.
Jane went to freshen up and phone the AA.
What a day.
Next time, she'd check the sodding water in the car.
Such a hot day. Burning hot. Too hot for clothes. Definitely too hot for a bra or knickers. A white thong, a 'button-up the front' denim skirt and a crocheted white top, would provide the ventilation and comfort she needed.
The dual carriageway seemed endless, but still a half-hour left before she got to the shops. Trust the air-conditioning to pack in, today of all days.
Jane unbuttoned her denim skirt almost to the waist, allowing the air to circulate around her bare thighs. Her crocheted top was almost see through anyway, but it had to be unbuttoned almost to the waist. The perspiration rolled down between her cleavage, as she sipped from her water bottle.
A dull thud emitted from the engine and the water temperature began to rise rapidly towards the red. What a place to break down. In the middle of nowhere too.
Jane pulled into a small lay-by. Lifting the bonnet revealed a lot of steam coming from somewhere, and she knew this journey was over.
Grateful for her mobile phone, Jane began searching for the AA contact number. But no signal. Typical. What now!
Jane waited by the side of her car, hoping that some kind person would soon pass by. But 15 minutes and not a sign.
Oblivious to the amount of bare flesh that she displayed Jane bent over under the bonnet of her pride and joy, as if the problem and solution would automatically expose themselves.
The Builder's Van.
The sound of the white van pulling up behind her went unnoticed, till she heard the voice of a young male.
Turning she saw the builder's van and a man approaching. In his early 30s, stripped to the waist, wearing khaki shorts and builder's boots, his tanned and muscular body sent a shiver through her. His hairy chest set off his six-pack, even as it, too, glistened with perspiration in the heat of the day.
“Problems Mrs.?” came the voice.
“Yes. The engine just made a thud and then started overheating. I pulled in and steam was coming from everywhere. I was going to phone the AA but I've got no signal on my phone.”
“No, you'll get no signal round her, Mrs.,” he replied. “I'll take you to the services about 20 minutes down the road, if you like. You can phone the AA from there. Up to you. My name's Bob, by the way”
“OK” she replied, “My name's Jane. I'll pay you for petrol.”
A knowing smile spread across Bob's face, as his eyes scanned Jane's body from head to toe.
“Hot day isn't it,” Bob said, “I see you're dressed for it.”
Jane felt herself blushing as she realised for the first time that her cleavage was almost completely exposed, and that the front of her denim skirt was held together with just one button below the waistband. Her white thong and the entirety of her thighs was visible every time she moved. She glanced at her reflection in the car window and saw that her nipples were also sticking out through her top.
Words failed her as Bob said, “the front seat is full of paperwork and stuff, it'd be best if you got into the back of the van. There's more room and it'll be cooler for you.”
And Then There Were Four.
Bob slid open the back doors of the van, and got into the driver's seat alone. Feeling somewhat relieved, Jane stepped up into the back of the van, into the darkness.
As she did so she needed to stretch, revealing both thighs to the waist and her white thong, which was now pulled up between the lips of her pussy.
She also needed to duck at the same time due to the roof, and her breasts almost fell out of her top. She felt around for a seat, and she heard the sliding door shut behind her.
“Hello there,” came a deep mature voice from inside.
“Hi,” said another younger voice.
“You're a sight for sore eyes,” came a third.
As Jane's eyes became accustomed to the relative darkness, she could make out three more builders in the back.
Two were young men in their 20s and the third a more mature fella in his 40s. All three were similarly attired to Bob, who she heard starting the van in the front. Each was stripped to the waist, wearing shorts and the mandatory builder's boots.
There were no seats in the back of the van, just thick mats on the floor, and a pile of building tools and materials in the corner. All three were sitting cross-legged on the floor, drinking what seemed to be cans of lager.
Making room, the oldest said, “sit here and hold on to the side of the van, or you'll be thrown around. Bob's not the best of drivers! I heard you tell him your name is Jane, is that right?”
Before Jane could answer the van pulled off and she fell sideways on to the floor. The old builder supported her and helped her sit in the midst of them on the floor.
“Told you,” he said. “Grab hold of something or you'll be thrown all over the place.”
For a moment there was silence, and Jane looked down at herself, The fall had resulted in her crocheted top sliding to one side and both her breasts were completely exposed.
She had also rested in a cross legged position, with her unbuttoned skirt wide apart, tight to the outside of her thighs.
Her thighs were exposed in their entirety, as well as her white thong, pulled tight into the crack of her pussy. Her pubic hair, which was considerable, was visible to the sides of the thong.
The silence was only broken by the sounds of heavy breathing. Looking up Jane could see that all three builders hadn't missed a thing. Their gaze was totally concentrated upon Jane's exposed breasts, thighs and pussy.
“You've made an old man's day, Jane,” said the eldest builder, who moved on to his knees.
Jane's glance could see that a huge bulge graced the front of his khaki shorts. But not for long, as he started to undo them, and slip them down to his knees. Jane thought about trying to get out of the van but she had no idea how to open the door, and they were travelling at speed.
Another Layby.
At that moment the van stopped. The two younger builders approached Jane from each side, both taking in an eyeful of her breasts.
Jane made to pull her top to cover her exposed breasts, but a strong hand from each builder,on either side, stopped her.
The back-door of the van slid open and the driver Bob appeared. The light entering the van lit up the scene.
Bob gasped and said, “what a fine pair of tits you've got there, Jane! A fair way to go to the services, but I thought I'd see how you were getting on in the back with the boys!”
Bob, standing outside the van, undid his own shorts and stepped out of them. Now completely naked except for his boots. His penis was erect, standing up to his belly-button. A good seven inches long, with a proud, swollen purple head, he clearly meant business.
It was obvious what now confronted Jane. She thought of screaming but she knew no-one would hear her. Being surrounded by these semi-naked men also seemed to awaken something inside her. Why hadn't she dressed more responsibly, she thought to herself.
With Jane now being held by a young builder on each side, and the eldest builder kneeling on the floor between her legs, there was little that Jane could now do. She knew no-one would be along any time soon.
Jane glanced down at the mature builder who was kneeling between her legs and she could see that his own penis was exposed as well.
Bigger even than Bob's, it seemed to be at least nine inches long, and even thicker. He was rubbing his right hand up and down the shaft, with increasing frequency.
It all seemed to happen at once, but the hands either side of her gently laid her back on to the floor, while at the same time removing her top.
The hands of the mature builder undid the remaining buttons holding on her skirt at the waist. In one swoop Jane found herself lying there wearing just her thong.
Mature hands were now running up the inside of her milky white, smooth thighs. While younger hands were cupping both breasts, and pinching the pink nipples till they stood out like never before.
“I'll scream,” Jane tried to say, but the words never came out, as mature fingers found purchase on her thong and slid it down her thighs and off her ankles. She was now completely naked, and Bob had got into the back as well.
Four builders now surrounded her, and she was completely at their mercy.
Bob now kneeled next to her head, and, holding her, he turned her gently on to her front, and on to all fours. The young builders at her side were then able to slip out of their shorts. Both had erect penises, each six to seven inches long, throbbing with purple heads, and considerable testicles hanging beneath.
Mature hands on Jane's hips lifted her on to her knees, before they parted her thighs. In a kneeling position, Jane now found herself face-to-face with Bob's erect penis. He didn't hesitate in pulling her head towards it, sliding it into Jane's protesting mouth.
Almost simultaneously mature hands from behind cupped Jane's pussy, inserting a large middle finger into her increasingly moist vagina.
To Jane's disbelief she found herself becoming excited, as mature fingers toyed with her clitoris. She even began visualising the mature nine inch cock that she had seen minutes before. No need to visualise now, as she felt the throbbing purple head against her bottom.
The thought of him possibly penetrating her that way made her move suddenly, but the two naked young builders held her firm on each side. She was unable to move, and her mouth was full of Bob's erect cock.
Then she felt the lips of her vagina being pulled apart and stretched around the throbbing purple head of the cock that began to penetrate her from behind.
Slowly at first, the penetration became deeper, and then quicker, and Jane found herself having to part her legs further to accommodate the size. Not as if she wanted to.... but what else could a girl do? She began to taste semen from Bob's cock in her mouth and knew that he wasn't far from ejaculating.
She heard Bob gasp, “suck me, Jane, suck me till I come in your mouth. Run your tongue all round my cock, and suck me now, please lady!”
Trying to pull away, she felt Bob's hands firmly upon her head, holding it in place. Running her tongue nervously and frantically around the pulsating purple head of his erect cock, she did not know what to do.
As she expected the gush of hot semen into her throat, one of the young builders said, “we want some too.”
The mature voice from behind said, “OK,” and he withdrew his massive cock from Jane's glistening, soaking wet pussy.
Almost disappointed, Jane sighed with faux-relief, as Bob also withdrew his cock from her mouth.
In the same moment it was all change. The mature builder was lying on his back on the floor, with his massive erect cock standing tall. Jane found herself being manoeuvred into a position where she was kneeling above him, with her tits hanging above his face. Not wasting the opportunity, the mature builder took both Jane's breasts in his hands, tweeking the nipples and pulling each into his mouth, licking them furiously.
Supporting herself with her hands either side of his head, Jane now found herself straddling him, with him sucking her tits as if there was no tomorrow.
Her bottom was now sticking in the air. Adept with his hands, the mature builder slid one hand beneath Jane, taking his manhood and guiding it again into Jane's saturated pussy. Jane gasped as the now familiar penis slid between her lips. She glanced down and could see that only half of his considerable cock had penetrated her. She had no idea how she could possibly take another inch.
As if he read her mind the mature builder placed his hands on her hips and gently rocked her back and fore. Each movement seeming to engage another inch of his considerable manhood into her haven.
Jane then felt her head being taken in the hands of one of the younger builders. Looking up she found herself again confronted with an erect penis immediately in front of her mouth.
Before being able to mutter a word, the throbbing cock of one of the younger builders, was inserted between her lips. As the purple head disappeared between her lips, Bob said, “now lick and suck him like you did to me. I want to see his come dripping from your mouth.”
Jane felt revolted but dared not do anything else. Taking the builder's cock in one hand, she proceeded to rub his shaft and lick the head at the same time, knowing that Bob was watching.
As Jane did so, the mature builder continued to rock her hips back and fore, and she could feel herself almost splitting, as his entire cock forced itself into her glistening pussy. The mature builder complimented her, saying, “you're a big girl, Jane, and know how to make a man feel good.”
The ache from Jane's pussy began to feel good now, and Jane actually began to help with the rocking, as the mature builder's fingers also began to carress her clitoris from below. She felt that it would only be a matter of time before she came all over his shaft.
Feeling his testicles below her, she knew that she had taken all nine or ten of his magnificent inches now. In one way she felt ashamed, but in another she felt proud.
With one cock in her mouth and another in her pussy, Jane began to realize that she was being “spit-roasted.” The thought made her tingle, and the increased rubbing of her clitoris by the mature hands suddenly made her pussy tighten and grasp upon the throbbing, purple cock.
She was coming and there was nothing she could do about it. She let out a gasp, and the mature hands pulled her down tight on to the entire length of his shaft, as he too ejaculated massively up into her pussy. Time and time again she felt his spurt of hot semen spray into her vagina.
Almost oblivious to the swollen cock in her mouth, the taste of semen violenty shooting into the back of her throat brought her back to reality. It took three gulps to swallow it all, and the rest dribbled down her chin, much to Bob's appreciation.
Thinking it was all coming to an end, Jane had forgotten about the fourth builder. He had been kneeling behind her all the time, concentrating on her arse. He could see the still erect massive cock of his boss swallowing up the entirety of Jane's pussy. Yet her bum was doing nothing.
Soaking his fingers with saliva he ran his fingers around the rim of Jane's bum-hole, tickling it as he went. Jane found herself moaning, unsure of whether it was because her bum-hole was being tickled, or whether the mature builder was starting up again, still erect and resuming the gentle stroking of her clitoris.
Moments passed and she found herself again being rocked up and down on the enormous cock. Bob had now replaced his substantial penis in Jane's mouth and demanded that she continue with him, where she had left off with the youngster.
“Try the lubrication in this durex” said one young builder to his mate who was playing with Jane's bum. Jane then felt a moist, slippery sensation as a gel was rubbed into her bum.
“Don't you do anything till she's ready to come again,” the mature builder said. “That's the way they like it.”
Jane, still vigorously licking Bob's cock, was again close to orgasm, as the deft, experienced fingers working on her clitoris, were driving her into oblivion. The throbbing manhood inside her pussy was now being tightly gripped by the walls of her vagina, as if she wanted to squeeze every drop of semen from inside.
Jane's bum-hole was now being teased by the erect swollen head of the young builder's cock, as he pressed for slight penetration, waiting for instructions from his boss.
Lost to the world, Jane almost bit Bob's cock as she trembled and rocked with a massive orgasm, as the mature fingers achieved their objective. More hot semen fired into her pussy from below, as firm mature hands held tightly to her hips.
The hot erect cock at her bum-hole needed no further invitation, as it thrust gently forwards into unexplored realms, causing Jane to scream more profusely as she suddenly became aware that three erect cocks were inside her at the same time.
It didn't take much for the young builder to ejaculate his load into Jane, as the tightness and forbidden nature of his deeds became too much to withhold.
Bob, witnessing all this, held firmly to Jane's head as he, too, ejaculated his load of semen into her mouth. Jane managed to swallow the initial burst, and the rest she spat out, and it dribbled out of her mouth, and down her chin.
All four builders were now spent, and lying on the floor of the van. Jane, too, had removed herself from her wondrous throbbing friend, and lay alongside them. Hot semen seeming to ooze from her every orifice.
An eternity seemed to pass before Bob returned to the driver's seat, and the van sped off again along the dual carriageway.
Rescue At The Services.
Jane gathered her clothes together, and dressed. Moments later, the services appeared, and Jane jumped from the van. No words were exchanged. Effectively Jane had been gang-****d by a bunch of builders, yet who would believe her. And she wasn't going to complain anyway she smiled to herself.
Jane went to freshen up and phone the AA.
What a day.
Next time, she'd check the sodding water in the car.
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