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She had a body to die for, and she was on her knees, lovingly tending the flower beds that she cherished. Robin loved her garden and spent many a happy hour tinkering away outside, pruning the roses, mowing the lawn, sweeping the leaves away or planting little flowers, ready to watch them grow to full bloom as the weeks progressed.

But it was her aching body that Robin thought about most while she was alone in the garden.

From a teenager, she had always been admired, and no wonder! At 18, she had been a beauty queen and attended many of the pageants in many of the towns in the Mid-West state where she came from. She was 5’9, dark haired, with legs that went on forever, and huge, hard breasts that dazzled the k**s at college, the men in the district where she lived, and anybody that came into contact with the college girl. She had thought nothing of parading up and down the cat walk in a skimpy bathing costume that showed off her superb curves to their fullest. But the thought that people were lusting after her never crossed Robin’s naïve, young mind. Now, Robin had just turned forty, but her breasts were still 39DD, shapely with just a hint of drop, topped with rigid, dark nipples, and she still had the feminine curves that brought leering looks from men and boys alike.

She had c***dren, she was married to a good man, had a nice house in a new development, and she had an interesting job, which enabled her to work from home for much of the time, sending in work to the company by Email, but it was her private thoughts as she worked in the garden that most occupied Robin’s mind.

Coming from a good, God fearing, home in her younger days, Robin had never taken advantage of all the offers or opportunities that might have come her way. Sex was for the bedroom, private and conventional, to be enjoyed with the man you love, and sacred. God, how she wished that she had explored herself more at that time, doing things that others seemed to be doing, letting the boys feel her body whenever the urge overcame her. She hadn’t indulged as it ‘wasn’t what good girls did,’ it wasn’t what was taught at the little Sunday school she went to each week. How she regretted it now!

She found it very difficult to talk to her husband about her urges, frightened that he would think her strange or frustrated, or perhaps take advantage of her. Little did she know that her husband would allow Robin to come out of her shell if only she’d drop a few hints now and again, and act a bit more bravely. But Robin never would. When they first got married, Robin occasionally gave in to her husband’s demands of wanting to film or take pictures of her sexy body, or wear daring clothes when they went out to a lounge club or a nice restaurant. As the years went by, however, she found it more and more difficult to express her inner feelings, and instead of letting herself go completely, she receded into her shell again, and became even more distant.

When her husband fucked her, she would sometimes wear sexy and colourful underwear to placate her husband’s wishes, and it was wonderful, and the feelings that went round Robin’s body were fantastic………..but she couldn’t bring herself to let herself go, she wouldn’t take cum in her mouth or have his big cock slide beautifully into her bottom……….and Robin was tearing herself apart because these were really the things that she wanted to do, be a daredevil and knock convention aside, be reckless and rampant and give herself up totally into a submissive state. She wanted it, by God, she wanted it, but she wanted to be in control of her emotions all the time, and just couldn’t go that one step further. It was frustrating for both Robin and her husband, but otherwise their lives were good and the matter was just something that stayed in the background.

Except when Robin was alone with her thoughts.

Weeding in the garden, Robin grew to realise that there was possibly an opportunity to have some hidden pleasures without having to admit her needs, or without anybody realising what she was up to. It could be fun, it could be a bit dangerous, but it seemed harmless. She felt excited for once as the ideas ran round her head, butterflies in her stomach, and that night in bed, she let her husband really screw her into the sheets, thrusting her legs right up round his back so that his cock became embedded deep inside her as she came to orgasm. She cuddled down, a feeling of contentment and excitement flowing round her body for the first time in ages. She just couldn’t talk to her husband about it though. He would be horrified. Or so she thought.

A few months previously, their son had started to play baseball for the high school team, and just to boost his morale, his parents often went along to show their support. Robin began to enjoy the games, as it got her out of the house for a good reason, and she’d suddenly realised that there were some good looking, hunky young guys playing for the team. Her mind thought of all those muscles and fit bodies that tore around the pitch, and soon, Robin was fantasising about the effect they were having on her. Sometimes, her husband had to work, and she’d take her son on her own to the games, and she’d sit in the stand and just glaze over as the thoughts of what these guys could do for her body took over her whole afternoon. In the evenings, back at home, she’d let her husband really go to town in his sexual lust for her body, and Robin would imagine that the young players were using her just how she wanted to be used.

The next time Robin took her son to a game, she dressed a little more daringly. Her skirt was a little shorter and tighter, her jumper was tighter round her fabulous breasts, and her heels were a bit higher. That was all she did, but she imagined the young guys looking at her as she sat in the stand. She let her skirt ride up her long legs as she sat down in her seat, not bothering to pull the hem down and imagining the guys seeing her shapely calves, and even further up her legs. She would wave to her son as he played the game, but it was the other guys she was attracting. Robin would make sure her legs were crossed high so that the boys might see right up to the tops of her thighs, or she would subtly make sure the skirt was high enough so that there was possibly a glimpse of her panties through her hose as the boys looked up from the diamond.

These displays got Robin very wet between her legs, and her nipples became hard against her tight jumpers, and she realised that these type of thrills were just what she wanted, as it was harmless fun (or so she thought), but it gave her fantasies that she could think about when she was on her own. Many was the time when alone at home, Robin would imagine the guys on the team looking up her skirt all the way to the darkness between her legs, or shiver as she thought of them watching her heaving breasts as they moved seductively under her clothing. This led to some wonderful sessions at home when Robin, gently playing her fingers in her cunt, imagined what might happen to her if she was a little more risqué, until she finally brought herself to a magnificent orgasm with her skirt up round her waist and her panties laying on the floor.

Because of her strict upbringing, she couldn’t dare tell her husband of her thoughts, but it inspired her on to see just what might lay ahead if she continued the tease. Her son asked his father if some of the team could come over to the house after a game to play pool or watch a film, and both Robin and her husband readily agreed as the k**s were no trouble and her son would be kept amused at the same time. Robin became tense and nervous, knowing this was another opportunity to look smart and chic for the boys, this time within her own home, but she had to be discreet as her husband would be there and she didn’t want to appear cheap or tartish. She put on a long coat for the game, even though it was a warm afternoon, but underneath she put on her tights, heels, a short skirt and a revealing, low cut jumper that plunged to show a wonderful amount of cleavage.

She enjoyed the game with her husband as they watched her son flying around the diamond with youthful energy, but Robin kept her coat tightly done up, not wanting to reveal her legs to the guys below while her husband was there, but she was so looking forward to them returning home after the game. She knew her husband would go into the office at home to have a beer and watch the TV while the boys played pool in the basement, or watched a video in the dark room, and Robin knew exactly how she would play it.

After dishing out food and pop to the 4 or 5 boys who had come back with her son, Robin decided to take a nap on the couch in the lounge. Her coat had come off and now she looked so fetching in her attire. Sure enough, her husband took a beer into the office and Robin settled down onto the couch, knowing that the guys would be going between the basement downstairs and the film room next to the lounge, and the kitchen where the pop was. Any change of room would certainly involve them passing her on the couch in the lounge.

Robin slipped her long legs in the high heels onto the couch and rested her head onto a pillow. She was in front of the open lounge, and was ready to let herself be admired. She moved her legs and bottom so that her skirt went right up her thighs and rested just a few inches below her panties. She also moved one of the shoulders of her jumper slightly off the shoulder so that anyone passing her on the couch would have a generous view down her cleavage. She gently closed her eyes, and her breathing became heavy with excitement and anticipation. The thoughts racing through her mind were also making her damp between her legs. God, this was exciting Robin so much, yet she appeared so innocent.

Sure enough, within 10 minutes or so, a couple of the boys came up from the basement and Robin felt them pass her as they went to the kitchen to get some more pop from the fridge. On the way back, she felt them briefly stop just behind her and then move back to the top of the stairs, whispering to one another as they went. This happened three or four times with different guys, and each time Robin knew that she was being looked at as she pretended to sleep. She knew her skirt was right at the top of her thighs, and even though she kept her thighs together, the view would be wonderful. Her big, 39DD breasts were straining at the jumper and it would be easy to see down the front if the boys were standing over her looking down, and this only had the effect of making Robin’s panties even damper.

As a couple of hours went by, the boys moved up from the basement and went into the film room to watch a movie, but this didn’t stop them keep going back to the kitchen for crisps, cookies and pop. Occasionally, Robin’s husband would come out of the office to get himself a beer, and it gave him a wonderful thrill to see how his wife was laying and how her clothes were bunched up, and he knew that Robin’s body was on view for any of the guys who cared to look. It was the kind of sexual excitement that didn’t come around too often these days with his wife, so occasionally he would peep out of the office, no-one able to see him, to see what, if anything, was going on.

Two of the guys came out again, and closed the film room door behind them. Robin could hear them talking in the kitchen and recognised the voices as that of James and Charlie. They were both players in the team and were handsome, polite young men, friends of Robin’s son. They were also muscular, handsome, tall college boys, and Robin had often seen them looking up at her in the stands as she sat with her stunning legs on view, and her stomach churned again now as she knew that they would both, from very close range, be able to stop and watch her as she feigned sleep on the couch.

Robin heard them pour the pop and then the fridge door closed, and then she felt the two guys stop when they got very close to her. She hardly moved and her breathing became heavier as she knew what James and Charlie would be doing. They would be looking down her jumper or trying to see right up her skirt, and she felt her breasts expanding with each breath, pushing out her tight top and straining against the sexy, red bra that she had deliberately worn.

Suddenly, Robin heard a ‘click’, coming from around her knee area, and then another ‘click’ from the same area. Christ, what was that, she thought. She tried to open her eyes a fraction without moving her lids, and then another ‘click’ and then two or three more came from just under her neck. Robin managed to see out of one eye and was shocked….and then excited, as she watched James holding a mobile phone in his hand and pointing it down Robin’s cleavage. God, he’s taking pictures of me, and Robin felt a gush of wetness between her legs. She closed her eyes tightly again, and her chest heaved even more heavily, her instinct telling Robin to pull the hem of her skirt down…………but she didn’t!!

James must have taken at least half a dozen snaps of Robin’s breasts and up her skirt, and probably her face as well, before the two boys went back into the film room. Opening her eyes briefly, Robin couldn’t control herself and quickly slid her fingers down onto her panties under the tights, and pressed hard against her clit, working herself into a frenzy at the thoughts going on in her mind. Two of the team, two handsome, rugged, teenage boys, had taken photos of her most intimate areas, and no doubt they were showing them to their friends in the movie room (apart from her son of course). Robin quickly stopped her assault on her clit as she thought that others might come out from the film room to see this sexy sight on the couch.

By the time all the guys went home, they had all taken a look at the sexy, mature mother with the wonderful tits and long, long legs, and Robin was feeling rampant. She had to have a cock inside her, and she almost dragged Jeff, her husband, to the bedroom shortly after the guys had left, and gave herself up on a plate. She lay there, legs open, stroking her dark, pubic hair and very soon, Robin had her legs wrapped around her husband’s back as she was brought to a shuddering climax in one of the best orgasms she had enjoyed in her entire married life.

Jeff didn’t need to ask why his wife was so turned on….in the darkness of the office, he was able to see without being seen, and he had witnessed all the guys ogling his wife, and he also saw James using his phone camera, to take the erotic photos. Jeff wasn’t going to let on that he knew, as it might spoil anything that might occur on future occasions. If it was going to benefit him when his wife came to the bedroom, then Jeff would just keep quiet and hope that he would be able to enjoy further events when the guys came round.

Robin never mentioned a thing in the following days. She had a job to admit her actions even to herself, so she was hardly likely to discuss with her husband the fact that she let the guys look right up her skirt, or watch her big tits move about under her jumper. God though, she was so turned on, and even the thought that her photos might be being downloaded from the phone onto the internet filled her with excitement and physical lust. If her reticent character stopped her from discussing sexual fantasies with her husband, getting excited over young, hunky guys ogling her body was certainly making up for it.

The following week almost the same thing happened, only this time, Robin was not asleep and was actually making eye contact with her admirers. She and Jeff had gone out to dinner, enjoying a superb meal, wine and spirits, and had arrived back home to find an empty house. Jeff had teased her about wanting her to dress up sexily as they were going out, and he especially asked Robin not to wear any panties. He hoped she might put on stockings for him, but she drew the line at that and wore shiny, dark tights that felt so erotic against her pubes and between her legs. The red dress was short, Robin wore high heels, and there was a deep plunge in the square neckline, and an open, sling bra under the dress to show off her greatest assets, allowing the fabulous nipples and front of her breasts to push without hindrance against the red dress. Robin was hot, but mainly at the thoughts of what might happen when her son came home.

What a contrast this was for Robin compared to the prim and proper lady who turned up for church each Sunday morning, mixing with the righteous and looking like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth. She helped with the coffees after morning service, and spoke about her family with the other ladies who went along to repent their sins! How could she become sexy and filthy with her husband when she was a respectable member of the community, going to church each Sunday and being regarded as an upright and God-fearing citizen? Robin convinced herself that these weekly visits made all her hidden thoughts quite acceptable, and she was determined to allow events to follow their own path without any further guilt.

Their son had asked if the guys could come round again, and Robin and Jeff had both said ‘Yes, of course,’ but for varying reasons, and not before Mom and Dad had returned from their evening out. (You never know what k**s will get up to if you’re not there). It wasn’t long after Robin and Jeff arrived home, perhaps a little worse for a couple of drinks, that their son turned up with his friends. They all trooped in and politely said ‘Hi’ to Robin and Jeff before going to the basement, and Robin shivered a little when she noticed that James and Charlie were there again. Jeff was pleased that his wife chose to keep her sexy dress on, rather than change into baggy sweats, and he grabbed his customary beer and sidled off to the office.

Robin relaxed herself and sat back on her couch, feeling quite merry after her evening out, and she knew full well that the guys would come up from the basement in due course. She was right. Hardly ten minutes had gone by before Robin could hear Charlie and James chattering as they came up the stairs. The mature wife suddenly had butterflies in her stomach, she was nervous and excited all at the same time. She sat back in the deep cushions, and the Dutch courage from the earlier drinks made Robin do the unthinkable again. She gently allowed her red dress to slide up her legs as far as she dare, so that nearly all of her stunning thighs in the dark, shiny tights were on view. She hadn’t put panties on, as her husband had asked, and this only added to her feelings of daring, but she kept her legs together, relaxed herself and waited as the two boys came into the room.

‘Hi Mrs K,’ the boys both politely spoke. Robin smiled as James and Charlie went and refilled their glasses from the fridge, and then they returned to her side. There was no doubt that they could see down Robin’s top as they stood over her, and she shivered as she knew that her breasts would be visible down the front of the material. She felt her nipples harden.

‘Mind if we sit and talk with you for a while?’ asked James. ‘It’s a bit boring down in the basement at the moment.’ Robin smiled again, even more nervous and excited.

‘Absolutely. That would be nice. Grab a chair,’ and she watched as James and his pal sat down on chairs almost opposite Robin on the couch. God, she thought. They can see all of me right opposite them, they can see my legs and my tits pressing against the dress. The three idly talked about the baseball games, college, if they had girlfriends and how their families were, but most of all, the two guys talked about their keep fit and pumping weights at the gym. Already turned on by the presence of two hunky guys sitting with her, Robin got even hotter as she thought of those young, muscular, sweaty bodies pumping their muscles in the gym. She was becoming turned on and thanked heavens that her son was still down in the basement with the others.

Robin was becoming seriously wet between her legs, and her lack of panties was getting her tights really damp as they rubbed right into her. It only became worse as she continued to small talk with the two boys, knowing that they were glancing at her legs, all the way up to the hem of the red dress, and possibly beyond. She also felt her nipples, free of constricting material in the sling bra, pushing like bullets against the material of the dress, and Robin could only try and hold her blushes as Charlie and James brazenly watched her heavy tits heave up and down with each breath she took. It had been years since Robin had been so worked up and sexually excited, and she ached to put her hand down her tights to plunge her fingers into the sopping cunt that craved attention.

She wanted to prolong the conversation with the boys as she was now very hot, and didn’t want them rushing away to leave her helpless and frustrated on the couch, so Robin upped the stakes a little.

‘You must both work very hard in the gym, you two, as you have wonderful muscles,’ and as she spoke, Robin lifted a leg and slowly moved it as high as possible across onto her other leg. It was done deliberately and slowly, and she knew that both James and Charlie would be able to see all the way up between her thighs to where she wasn’t wearing any panties. Would they notice the dark, pubic hair under the tights……Robin knew it was a wonderful possibility.

‘Thank you, Mrs K. Are you sure you don’t go to the gym yourself? You still look really fit and shapely,’ and James grinned and deliberately looked into Robin’s eyes from his seat a few feet away, and then slowly let his eyes wander down and go all the way up her legs to look at the superb view beyond. This was the first time that the boys had grabbed the initiative and hinted to Robin that she was a sexy woman and they admired her body. Robin shivered once more. She had a job to meet the boys’ eyes now, as they had taken the sexy banter to her. She blushed and said she didn’t go to the gym but thank you for the compliment anyway.

‘Well, how do you keep your figure so shapely then, Mrs K?’ James continued, looking straight at Robin’s tits that strained and moved seductively, the nipples perfectly outlined as they pushed against the dress. Robin tried to cover her breasts with a subtle arm across her chest, but at the same time she crossed her legs once more, and again the view went straight between her legs to the dark fruits under her tights. Suddenly, Robin heard Jeff coming from the office, and she managed to get the hem of the dress down to a decent level before her husband entered the room. It needn’t have mattered as, once again, Jeff had managed to watch the events unfolding from his hidden vantage point.

He was loving every minute of watching his wife succumb to the boys’ attention, and he smiled and spoke briefly with the group before getting another beer and disappearing back towards the office. Robin sighed with relief and tried to reply to James’s question.

‘It’s just keeping busy, I suppose. Work, doing the garden, general housework…you know,’ and she shuffled gently in the cushions, a move designed to let the hem of the dress rise up again, as near to the top of her legs as she could once more. Her loins were on fire, her nipples hammering against the dress, and now Robin wanted the hunky guys to see her, to admire her mature figure and perhaps have lustful thoughts about her. This really was doing her ego a wonderful service. Her husband seemed quite happy to carry on his ‘work’ in the office, so Robin was determined to enjoy the little escapade while it lasted.

The scene lasted a few more minutes before calls came from the basement for James and Charlie to join the others, but Robin took the opportunity to re-fill the two boys’ glasses with pop before they went. They watched her walk to the fridge, that sexy arse moving so wonderfully, and the breasts bouncing in the dress, and then Robin returned with the two glasses and stood oh so close to them. Her heels took her nearly to 6’ and she looked each boy straight in the eye and bent right over to hand them their glasses of pop. The cleavage of the dress fell away an inch or so as Robin bent, and she knew that she was giving both James and Charlie an uninterrupted view of her swollen tits right down to where the huge nipples sc****d seductively against the dress.

‘I hope you can come over again, soon,’ Robin whispered as she slowly raised her body to a standing position again. ‘Enjoy the rest of the evening with the guys,’ she finished seductively, her eyes darting back and forth between each boy.

‘I already have,’ replied James in that brazen manner, getting up from his seat and looking Robin straight in the eye. Robin’s cunt almost dripped her juices into her tights at the way this muscular teenager was moving her mind into areas she knew it shouldn’t be going. ‘By the way, Mrs K,’ James whispered again, his back to the passage where Mr K had disappeared to, ‘We’re at the gym until 11 on Wednesday morning. Will you be shopping at the Mall round about that time……we have some lovely photos you might like to see……….’ and the two boys smiled as they made their way down to the basement.

Robin was on a high, her tits still heaving and her pussy throbbing with excitement, the innuendos having really taken her to a new level. Was that an instruction from James? Did she have to go to the Mall at 11 on Wednesday? Did he have such a hold over her already? Then it struck her suddenly!! The photos……the mobile phone, when she was pretending to be asleep. God, he had got her, and they were talking about the photos of her, and wanting her to meet them after gym. Christ, Robin needed Jeff’s cock now, it was all she was going to get tonight, but she wanted it badly, she wanted fucking hard while she thought about the two guys ogling her tits and up her legs. What were they going to do on Wednesday………if I go, she thought.

After watching the scene in the lounge, Jeff was up for it, and before the guys even left for home, Robin needed no persuading in going to the bedroom where Jeff stuffed his hard cock up inside his wife until she was almost screaming when she ‘came.’ He had to clamp her mouth, telling her to calm down as the guys were still in the basement, but Robin didn’t care, secretly wishing perhaps that she could be heard, and she couldn’t get her mind off how James had been so brazen with her, and the effect her shapely body could have on these fine specimens of muscular youth. Robin’s juices were seeping all round her husband’s cock as he fucked her, and that night Robin slept like a baby, the excitement still bubbling inside her when she woke the next morning.

Jeff didn’t mention a thing before he went off to work, but Robin was sure that he hadn’t heard the instruction about Wednesday morning. What was she going to do? She couldn’t rely on Jeff being at work all day, but did she really want to go? Of course she did. This was exciting, thrilling, and just for a while, Robin sat at her computer, trying to work, but eventually all she could think about was how the boys had ogled her body, watching her big tits move about and seeing right up her legs to her pussy. She was quickly very wet again, and ran her fingers down her baggy shorts and played with her vaginal lips and clit until she had that wonderful feeling wash all over her as a fabulous orgasm shook her body endlessly.

She couldn’t not go to the shopping mall now, and even though Jeff was home for the morning on Wednesday, Robin said she was off to get some groceries and would be a couple of hours, a not unusual occurrence. She drove the car down to the parking bay near the shops, but it was also just across the way from the gym. Robin had put on a tight sweater and an equally tight pair of denim jeans, not too glamorous to arouse suspicion, but form fitting enough to accentuate her beautiful breasts and firm bottom, and she quickly did some grocery shopping and was back in the car by 11o’clock.

Robin felt nervous but excited at the same time, and spotted James and Charlie as soon as they came out of the door from the gym. She knew that her own son was at school for the whole day, so there was no chance that he would be at the gym too, and she saw the boys making their way over to where she was parked.

‘Hi Mrs K,’ they both grinned, and James got in the front while his pal got in the back seats. ‘It’s great to see you again, and you really look sexy again, doesn’t she Charlie?’ Charlie mumbled his agreement from the back.

‘What are these photos then, James. I don’t have a great deal of time. Mr K is at home today.’ Robin asked bluntly.

‘Oh, I think you’ll like them Mrs K,’ and he smirked all over his face as he briefly looked at the huge bosoms nestling only a few inches away. Robin blushed but felt excited again. ‘We need to go somewhere quiet, though, so that we won’t be disturbed, Mrs K. How about going out to the park…it won’t take long, and then you can go back home as if nothing had happened’ It didn’t take long to persuade Robin to drive the 5 minutes or so out of the built up area to the huge park where there were some peaceful areas surrounded by trees. The sun was shining down through the trees, and it was such a peaceful setting as Robin pulled the car into a quiet glade and turned off the engine.

‘Charlie, isn’t it nice here today? So quiet and peaceful, and it’s even better being here with this lovely lady, isn’t it? No-one to disturb us at all. Would you like to see the pictures then, Mrs K?’ and James took his mobile from his pocket and clipped the screen open. He pressed a few buttons and up popped a clear picture of Robin’s face, supposedly fast asleep on the couch. Nothing untoward, with just a hint of cleavage from the low cut jumper. Then another picture, only this time, it was showing nearly all of Robin’s wonderful breasts right down the jumper.

Robin knew what was coming as she had been aware at the time of what was happening, but to see the actual pictures brought home the reality of the situation.

‘Why did you do this, James? This is rude, and you shouldn’t do this sort of thing to a lady. I should be angry and tell my husband, shouldn’t I?’ Robin tried to be serious and shocked, but it didn’t put the two boys off.

‘It’s because you’re a very sexy lady, Mrs K, and we both know that you like us seeing up your legs or right down your jumper to your lovely big breasts. You want us to see, don’t you? You can’t deny it. Here, look at this one,’ and James flicked the button and Robin took in a deep breath. The picture was one which showed right up under her skirt, between her thighs and clearly visible were her tight, red panties. ‘Isn’t that a great photo, Mrs K?’ and James laughed again.

Robin could feel her panties getting moist once more, and that slightly dizzy feeling was washing over her. She was overwhelmed that young guys would take such pornographic photos of a mature, married woman who was the mother of one of their friends, but she still had that itchy excitement between her legs and wanted desperately to stroke her clit as she eyed yet another picture of her panties that James had taken. She softened her approach to James and Charlie, wondering where this was going.

‘So you admire my figure boys. I feel flattered but I ought to be going back now.’

‘Oh, Mrs K. I hoped you weren’t going to say that quite so soon. You see, we really would like you to let us see if your breasts are as real as they look. Please, Mrs K. Just let us have one little look at your tits, and then perhaps I will wipe the photos off the phone. I think that’s fair, don’t you Charlie?’ Charlie was goggle eyed in the back, trying to lean over the seat, as close as he could get to Robin.

‘What……..’ exclaimed Robin. ‘Are you serious? You want to see my breasts? No chance!’ and she started up the car engine.

‘Well, OK then, Mrs K, but you won’t mind if we show the photos to your son and all the other guys at school and……and you won’t mind if we put them on the Net, will you, on sites like ‘My Friend’s Hot Mom.’ Again, James and Charlie giggled, and they watched Robin going red with anger….or was it excitement. She turned off the engine again. Secretly, the devil inside her was telling Robin that this is what she was craving, and the dampness in her panties was getting worse. It wasn’t her fault, was it, that James was blackmailing her and wanted to see her tits. She had allowed the two guys to enjoy her display back at the house, and now they wanted more. She had to obey, didn’t she, Robin told herself, and the butterflies in her tummy told her that she really wanted to do it, she really wanted the excitement and danger that she had refused as a teenager. She had played a dangerous game, and now the two boys were calling the shots.

‘You little shit, James,’ but Robin started at the hem of the tight jumper.

‘Not so fast, Mrs K,’ James interrupted. ‘Let’s get in the back where it will be more comfortable,’ and he nipped from his seat round to Robin’s door and quickly opened it. Gingerly, Robin got out of the car and went into the back seat next to Charlie. James followed so that Robin was now sat between the young guys who were smiling and feasting their eyes on the mature woman. Both boys put an arm along the seat behind Robin, but their other hands began to caress her arms and then her tummy, and Robin felt the electricity shooting round her nerves. God, she was in her car, in a secluded part of the park, and under the control of two teenage boys who were going to make her display herself. She was on fire and she briefly felt the inside of one of her thighs as the temptation to squeeze her vagina nearly overcame her.

‘So what do you want me to do then, James. This is awful,’ she lied, ‘and I have to get home real soon.’ Again, Robin held the hem of her jumper but James was quick to assist and his hand went down to help Robin slide the material up her tummy. The voluptuous breasts stood out and James had to pull the jumper way out just to lift the jumper over the bra holding these wonderful orbs in place. Charlie already had his hand on Robin’s stomach and just caressed her skin as he watched the stunning red bra come into view. Robin just capitulated and held the jumper up to her neck with both hands, now eying each boy as they took in the fantastic view and the mounds of flesh now moving so seductively in the bra.

The red bra was a wonderful shape, wired but flimsy, and it held Robin’s tits right up and forward, but there was still a huge amount of flesh spilling over the brim, and the nipples were almost visible as they pushed and grew harder as Robin’s eroticism increased. Now, James ran his hand up Robin’s tummy until finally his hand reached the red material where he just cupped the huge breast and ran his thumb over the hidden nipple.

‘Christ, Mrs K, these are fabulous, aren’t they Charlie,’ and Robin shivered at the soft touch and watched as Charlie also moved his hand up to caress the other breast in the bra cup.

‘Satisfied then?’ Robin enquired, but she still held her jumper up as the boys played with her tits. ‘I think you’ll agree that they’re not fakes, are they?’ and Robin gave a little grin now, the gentle caresses bringing her out in little goose bumps all over her body. Suddenly James eased the cup of the bra down so that Robin’s full tit was revealed, and James quickly bent and licked and suckled at the nipple pointing up at him.

‘James, James, you shouldn’t be doing that, no……………..no,…….. oh my God, James,’ but Robin closed her eyes and just wallowed in the feelings as this hunky teenager nibbled and sucked and licked all around her huge breast, paying particular attention to the bullet like nipple. Not to be outdone, Charlie did the same on Robin’s other tit, and soon Robin had both guys hanging onto her breasts with their mouths, mauling them about, gently biting the nipples, lifting each orb, squeezing the flesh softly and then with more force. Their hands were certainly full of the pliant flesh and there were no signs of them stopping.

Robin watched them and then closed her eyes in ecstasy, and then watched them some more, and in her panties, she felt herself getting wetter and wetter. She was under the boys control now, and she just didn’t have the nerve to bring the episode to a halt….nor did she really want to. Her breasts were so sensitive, and to have them both suckled on at the same time was bringing her feelings that she had never experienced previously. She rubbed the legs of her jeans together, just to try and bring relief, but she was stuck where she was, holding the sweater up for the two boys, and she wondered if she would ‘cum’ by just being suckled.

As she squeezed her thighs together, Robin suddenly felt a hand on her thigh, running gently up and down her denims, getting nearer and nearer to the top of her leg. Of course, it was James, the brazen hunk. His huge hand spread right across her thigh, and as it reached the top, Robin could feel his fingers rubbing the material almost between her legs. God, he was so forward she thought, so forceful, and then he lifted his head from her nipple, looked up at her face and said,

‘Let’s take your bra off, Mrs K, just so you can be more comfortable.’ and he started to lift Robin’s jumper over her head.

‘No, no, you can’t do that, it’s not…………’ but both boys were holding the tight sweater and easing it upwards. James used his other hand to unclip the catch on Robin’s back and suddenly the bra was loose, and Robin gave up trying to hold her jumper in place. She had no control as the jumper went over her head, and she felt the straps of the bra being slid down her arms and off, and then James cast the bra onto the floor of the car. The huge breasts were free and Robin was naked from the waist up. Immediately, her breasts were lifted and held and rubbed and mauled, and the mature mother was at the mercy of these two teenagers. She didn’t try to stop them, she just sat back with her eyes closed again as the two college boys enjoyed the sensations of playing with a fabulous pair of tits belonging to one hell of a sexy mother.

‘You’ve got to let me go. I’ve got to get back home, or you’re going to be in serious trouble. You’ve seen my tits, you’ve seen that they’re real enough, haven’t you. Now just let me get back home, and nobody will say anything. You can still come round and play pool or whatever, but I really must go,’ pleaded Robin, even though the feelings in her body were taking her higher and higher to a new sexual plain.

‘Just 5 minutes more, Mrs K. We promise to let you go in just 5 minutes. You’re so sexy and your tits are fabulous………..you know you’re loving it, aren’t you,’ and James went back to sucking and lifting and nibbling the stunning orbs. Robin almost smiled to herself as she watched and felt the wonderful exploration of her naked chest. James’s hand slid down her naked tummy to the top of Robin’s jeans, and then his fingers went ever so slowly down the tight seam and zip covering Robin’s wet vagina. She almost jumped at the feelings in her cunt, and tried to keep her thighs as tightly closed as possible.

‘No, no James, what are you doing,’ but the two boys kept suckling and nibbling on the huge tits, and James’s hand kept rubbing gently on the zip of the jeans. Robin tried to move her hand down to fight James away, but she was not strong enough, nor was she putting too much effort into it. The boys had her trapped between them, and she just had to sit back against the seat and allow the exploration to continue. The hand on her jeans was touching and caressing her just in the right spot, and she could also feel Charlie’s hand at the top of her jeans, on her belly, sliding along with the tips of his fingers just pushing an inch or so under the waistband of the jeans.

God, Robin was being slowly seduced against her will………but was it against her will? The feelings in her cunt were overwhelming, the wetness in her panties now reaching saturation point, and she did so long for her body to be ravaged like a slave by these two hunky men who were treating her like a rag doll. If she’d only given in to these feelings when she was a teenager, she could have had the time of her life………..if only!!

The sensations in her nipples, the feelings as the fingers moved around the top of her jeans, and the pressure being applied to the zip over her vagina were driving Robin wild, and she just didn’t have the energy or the will power to object or fight when James started to slide the zip down the front of her jeans. At the same time, Charlie’s fingers slid down a little further under the waistband and Robin could feel him touching the top of her panties. Her hips shuffled a little in token resistance and she implored the boys to stop, but they just carried on (thankfully, Robin thought) and very soon, her zip was wide open, the top button unclipped, and fingers were caressing the front of her panties, slipping lower to feel the sodden pubic hair and the slippery cunt lips under the thin material.

‘Christ, you guys, you have got to stop it……oh my God………..enough! Enought! How dare you!’ moaned Robin, but it really was a moan, from a woman who liked the submissive position that she had been put in. ‘Ummmmm, oh God, please, please sto……….,’ but Robin was entranced now and couldn’t help but assist. Her legs opened slightly, and James’s fingers went down and pushed against the red panties, feeling Robin’s cunt give way and open, the wetness so beautiful as he pushed the panties between her lips and up into the opening orifice. Charlie had his fingers in the top of the panties and was running through the black hair, finding Robin’s clit and, God, did she start to moan at this fabulous intrusion.

‘No, no, nooo……….., ummmmm,’ and Robin just pushed her shapely thighs wider still. All the time, the two mouths were still fixed on her throbbing tits while their hands explored in her cunt. The park was still secluded but it was daylight and there was always a touch of danger………and what about Jeff, her husband. Christ, this was sooooooo good, but he would go crazy if she was away much longer.

‘Listen you two boys, I can’t stay any longer. Please. I……I love……’(she was almost too shy to admit the wonderful feelings she was having) ‘I love what you are doing,………oh, my breasts feel so on fire…………..and your fingers in my panties….you are terrible,’ and Robin managed a little grin. ‘Let me get back home and I promise you can come round to the house when my son and Mr K are away.’ James saw the opportunity and grabbed at it.

‘That’s great, Mrs K. When will that be then,’ and he wanted to tie her down to a definite date, and pushed his fingers up inside her open cunt again. ‘Give us a date.’

‘Next week. Mr K is away at a convention for 3 days and my son should be at school each day. You can only stay for a few hours, though, have a game of pool and some pop,’ and Robin became a little naïve again.

‘Absolutely, Mrs K.’ grinned James. Wednesday again then, after we’ve been to the gym, eh Charlie?’ Both boys were now looking at Robin’s eyes as they began to relax from abusing her body. ‘Of course, we’ve got to be sure that you’ll still invite us in, so I think I just need to do this Mrs K,’ and James quickly took out his phone, flipped the lid and pointed the face at the pendulous breasts that were wet and aroused, the nipples standing out like hat pegs.

‘No, no, James……….,’ but it was too late as James pressed the button. He had managed to get Robin’s face in the picture as well, and then he held Robin’s arm with his own and instructed Charlie to do the same with the other. She was being held firmly, without any means of escape, and James focussed again.

‘You are fabulous, Mrs K,’ James went on, and he took one more picture of the stunning tits, including Robin’s face, before he put away the mini camera. ‘I think we’ll keep the sexy bra as well, just as a souvenir, Mrs K,’ and he picked up the bra from the floor, and shoved it into his waist band. ‘Shall we get back then, we don’t want you getting into trouble. We look forward to Wednesday, don’t we Charlie?’ and the two boys smiled at the gorgeous mother as she slid from the seat, pulled her sweater down into place, and got back into the driving seat.

Robin tried to get indoors with the groceries as quietly as possible, but was surprised to see Jeff still there. Christ, she wanted to get a bra on as soon as possible, as he would be sure to notice. Nothing was said, fortunately, and Robin managed to get to the bathroom with a different bra and get properly dressed before she rejoined her husband. The thoughts going round and round in her mind left Robin in a daze, but she tried to act as normally as possible for the next few days, and even allowed Jeff to fuck her beautifully after they had been out for a nice meal on Friday night. She hoped that nothing would arouse his suspicions, but what could arouse him as she was acting like the innocent wife, looking after the home and family, and opening her legs to accommodate her husband’s sexual wishes before he went away on his business trip.

Robin just couldn’t go that extra distance though and get dressed up sexily to go out with Jeff for the evening. He would love to show off that fabulous body to his drinking pals, getting Robin to wear a short, tight skirt to the club, or put on a halter neck dress which allowed her great tits to display themselves to all the lusty onlookers. She couldn’t, she wouldn’t go that far, though, she was respectable and conventional, a church-goer, and Jeff had to content himself with just thrusting his cock up Robin’s cunt as she lay back on the bed, taking out his pent up frustrations on ramming himself up inside her until he flooded his seed right into the depths of her body.

As soon as Jeff left for his flight on Tuesday, and their son had gone off to school, Robin drove into town to visit the boutiques. She was already nervous about the guys visit on Wednesday, but she was relaxed and excited once more. She got back home a couple of hours later and excitedly put the contents of her bags into her bedroom cupboard. She did some work in the office, then some house work, and watched a TV movie with her son in the evening. On Wednesday, she kissed her son goodbye as he left, and then had a shower. God, Robin was so nervous……..what was she doing inviting high school boys around to the house, but she had so many mixed emotions, some of guilt, frightened of what the consequences might be, but she was excited, horny and almost shaking all over her body.

She was determined to be strong and in control, and not let things get out of hand, but half the excitement for Robin was NOT being in control, and having to obey as events overtook her. The shower was wonderful, she soaped every part of her body, slowly caressing her breasts which were already as hard as rocks, and then down onto her stomach, and in her pubic hairs, but she daren’t touch her clit as it would only set her off, and she just wanted to be relaxed and fresh when James and Charlie arrived. She dried thoroughly and then went to her bedroom.

As she sat on her dressing room chair, drying her hair and looking at herself in the mirror, Robin wondered if she should just go out, down to the mall to window shop, or perhaps get on with some office work, avoiding the issue and avoiding the boys. But she was already under the spell, she had to be here………James had said he would be here, he had the photos, and he would catch up with her anytime, wouldn’t he? She had to be a ‘good girl’ and do what she’d arranged, didn’t she?

The baby powder felt soft and aromatic on her skin, the subtle perfume splashed in all the right places, and then Robin found her new red underwear. She had dared herself to buy a little thong, and when she slid it up her long legs and fitted the tiny piece of red material over her cunt, Robin felt exhilarated and hot almost immediately. She caressed herself briefly between her legs and shivered once more. The 39DD half-cup bra was also flowery and Robin had a job to do it up at the back, it was so tight. The wiring moved her big tits right up, like a fork lift truck, and they just lay there almost horizontal, brimming over the material and wonderfully full and hard. Next, Robin rolled on the thin, black, hold up stockings, each one reaching almost to the top of her long leg, and she moved in front of the full length mirror, ashamed but excited at her still fabulous figure in the new underwear. Her damp, black hair was really offset by the red material of the underwear, and Robin took a long, deep breath, watching her tits expand and push the wiring to its limits.

She had already tried on the skirt and top and knew how they looked….fantastic. The skirt was black but tight and very short, clinging to her superb thighs so majestically. The full zip, which went from the top to the bottom of the skirt at the front, could be unzipped at either end, but at the moment, it was fully done up. Then Robin put on the blouse. It was an off white colour, but very thin and almost see-through, with tiny buttons from the neck to the waist where it tucked into her skirt. As Robin worked each button, it became tighter and tighter across her breasts until it was stretched right across her chest and done up almost to the neck. She wouldn’t dare wear this outfit out of the house, and in the last few years, she wouldn’t even wear it in order to get her husband horny. This was something special for this one off occasion.

The high heel shoes were strappy and black and as Robin put them on, she looked sensational, again looking nearly 6 feet tall. One more look in the full length mirror, and she ran her hands over her breasts and down over her thighs, not quite believing the fabulous figure in the sexy clothes was actually her.

Nervously she read a magazine as she sat on her couch in the lounge, and then she heard a car draw up outside. She knew who it was. As the front door opened, not even a knock, she heard James shout out up the stairs.

‘Hi, Mrs K. Come round for some pop. Where are you?’ Robin didn’t answer, but just sat twitching as she held the magazine and waited, hardly daring to breathe. As Charlie and James came to the top of the stairs and slid into the lounge, both sets of eyes nearly popped out as they eyed the mature mother of their school buddy sitting on the couch.

‘Christ Charlie. Doesn’t Mrs K look really hot today. You look fantastic Mrs K.’ James and Charlie both wore tatty old jeans, full of holes round the knees and thighs, which seemed to be the current fashion, the clothing hanging on their hips showing off their coloured boxers underneath. They also both wore vests and nothing else, showing off their youthful muscles again. Robin smiled and said hello.

‘Some pop, then, Mrs K? We’re really thirsty after the work-out.’ and they watched as Robin rose from her seat.

‘Nice to see you boys. Had a good session at the gym?’ but she got no reply as she felt their eyes drilling into her body as she moved away from them towards the kitchen. Robin knew that her short skirt and tight blouse would be holding the guys attention, so she made a point of bending over as she went into the fridge for the iced pop. When she returned to the lounge, both boys were sitting in separate chairs, opposite the couch again, so Robin was forced to deliver the chips and pop over to them. She was now less than two feet from leering eyes, and she could feel herself being mentally undressed as she bent over. Already, her thong was feeling very warm between her legs.

‘Thankyou, Mrs K. Very kind of you,’ started James. ‘Now go and sit on the couch there, so we can look at that fabulous body some more.’ He was as brazen as hell again, but what the hell. Mrs K had dressed to please, hadn’t she, and they still had the upper hand and could call all the shots. Robin obeyed and sat back on the couch. She loved the sense of being helpless.

‘Cross your legs, Mrs K. Go on.’ Robin shivered again but crossed one long, shapely leg over the other, knowing that the short skirt was riding right up her thighs to give her no modesty. She tried to gain the upper hand.

‘What about the photos then, James? You’re here as we arranged, so what have you done with the phone pictures?’

‘Don’t worry, Mrs K. They’re quite safe. I went and forgot my phone and left it at my brother’s house, but I’ll collect it later. Charlie has got his phone, though, haven’t you Charlie, so if we want to take more pictures, we can carry on if we want to,’ and James laughed as he saw Robin start to blush and get flustered.

‘You said you’d bring it today. You’d better look after those pics, and not let anybody see them.’

‘Aw…..Mrs K, you worry too much, don’t you,’ and James was getting up from his seat and walking round behind the couch. Charlie rose from his seat too. ‘Those tits look great again, Mrs K. How about undoing the top buttons of that tight blouse, just a few.’ Robin took a deep breath again.

‘I’m not undoing my clothes for you. You can admire them………do you like the outfit?’ and she didn’t react at all when James reached over the couch and put both his hands onto the blouse, right over the two straining orbs. He began to lift and hold the wonderful breasts and Robin almost gave in without so much as a whimper.

‘You know this is wrong, you two boys,’ she whispered, her eyes closing already. Charlie sat down at Robin’s side on the couch and watched his friend playing on the front of Robin’s see through blouse. The high heels had pushed Robin’s legs up higher and, even as she sat back on the couch, she looked so wanton and available.

‘Oh you know you love it, Mrs K. You wouldn’t have gotten dressed so sexy if you didn’t love guys admiring you. Lift the zip Charlie!’ While James began to undo the little buttons on the blouse, Charlie reached down and ran his hand up Robin’s hold-ups and then grabbed the bottom end of the zip on the little skirt. Robin’s breathing became heavier, her little sighs showing her excitement at what was happening. These two young guys had put her into such a position that she was torn between feeling so guilty, and yet wanting to submit to their every idea and desire. She didn’t have the will power and she was being put into such a submissive state of mind that she could only sit still with her eyes closed and feel the gentle seduction take place.

The buttons on the blouse were all opened one by one by James to reveal the tight, flowery bra, and Charlie had moved the zip up the front of the skirt at least 6 inches, so that it opened and showed Robin’s legs up to the top of the hold up stockings.

‘Hold-ups! Look Charlie, she’s wearing hold-ups. Gee, Mrs K, I’ve always wondered what you’d look like in hold-ups.’ Robin didn’t reply but just smiled as she sat with her eyes closed. ‘And these tits, Charlie. They’re almost coming over the top of her bra,’ and James ran his hands all over the bra and the flesh that was fighting to spill over the top. Charlie bravely ran his hand up Robin’s thigh, above the nylon and onto the soft, white flesh.

‘Open your legs, Mrs K, let Charlie look right up your legs. Come on, you’re loving this aren’t you?’

‘No, no, please don’tttt……….,’ and Robin tried to keep her thighs together as Charlie’s hand pushed up her leg.

‘Look Mrs K. Don’t be a prick tease. You want it, don’t you. You want us to play with you, don’t you, and you’re begging for it really. We’ve got photos, don’t forget. You dress up all sexy and hot for the baseball games, you come out in the car and let us play with your tits and undo your jeans, and today you’re looking like a dirty slut in these little clothes. You know you love it, so open your legs and let’s see your little panties.’

‘Christ, you boys. What more do you want?’ but Robin slowly let her thighs inch open as Charlie’s hand went higher up her legs. She was totally gone, on a cloud, and unable to resist any movement from the boys. As her legs moved wider, the zip slid open even further until the flowery red thong could be seen pushed up against Robin’s bushy cunt. Little tufts of black hair could be seen poking from the sides of the thong, as well as the whole bush through the see-through material. Hands moved over her skin, James pushed the bra cups down to lift out the huge mammeries, and now there was no way back for Robin.

James came round to the front again to sit on the couch and Robin was sandwiched between the two eager teenagers. They each held one of Robin’s arms at her side, as before, and began to work again on slobbering all over her breasts. Their other hands were going up the luscious legs, up above the nylon hold-ups to the little thong.

‘Wider, Mrs K,’ instructed James, and his hand pushed Robin’s thigh wider so that her legs were as far as apart as possible. Still they suckled and nibbled on her straining nipples, but their fingers were now under the thong, feeling the wet lips of Robin’s cunt, playing in her pubes, caressing the hard clit that was opening like a flower in spring. Never before in her life had Robin had two males inside her pants at once. The feelings emanating around her body were wonderful, the tingling in her stomach and the aching in her cunt so intoxicating. Dare she stop them, could she stop them? The guilt washed through her body, but only briefly, and then she just thought of the feelings in her body again.

Robin felt a finger slide into her cunt, and then her nipple was bitten and pulled with a set of teeth. She didn’t feel the pain, she only felt the warmth of a strange finger pushing her cunt lips apart. Then another finger went in and pushed deeper.
‘She’s really hot Charlie, the dirty bitch. She loves it, don’t you Mrs K?’ Robin couldn’t say anything. She couldn’t admit that YES, she was loving it, but she couldn’t deny it either. James moved up a few inches until his face was close to Robins, and then he pushed his lips against the sexy mouth gaping open. He began to kiss Robin’s mouth and pushed his tongue straight in. She startled and then returned the snog by fighting James’s tongue with her own, James’s hand now grabbing the big tits and pulling and lifting them roughly.

Charlie’s fingers had now gone into Robin’s open cunt and he was pushing in and out slowly as the mature tart lay wide open for him. When James looked down at the action between the nylon clad legs, he moved the zip of the skirt right up to the top until the black skirt fell apart and Robin’s body was fully on view. It looked even sexier than either boy could have imagined. James couldn’t resist any longer. He started to unzip his own tattered jeans.

‘Look Mrs K, you tart. Just for you. This is what you want, isn’t it? Some young, big cock!’ and he slid his penis from his boxers and held it firmly in his fingers. He was already rock hard and pointing at the ceiling, and James gently stroked himself between thumb and forefinger. Then he took Robin’s hand and wrapped it around his member, and Robin’s eyes opened wide at the new, thick, vibrant cock in her fingers………she couldn’t believe her own eyes at what she was feeling. She still had her thighs wide open as Charlie’s fingers kept up the motions in her cunt, but now Robin stared at the huge, young cock in her hand. James grinned, and grasped the nearest nipple again. He pulled the nipple hard again, wanting to see her grimace, and Robin was forced to follow her breast as James pulled the nipple tightly.

‘Come on Charlie, let’s get her undressed properly, she wants more of this. Look, she can’t take her eyes off a new, young cock, can you Mrs K?’ The two boys stood up, and Robin let go of the cock. She tried to make a mock protest but she was no match anymore for James and Charlie and in no time at all, her clothes were stripped from her and she was down to her heels, hold up nylons, and just her perfume. She slumped back into the couch.

‘Charlie, get your phone out. She looks fabulous and we need a picture, don’t we, Mrs K?’

‘No, no, not like this,’ and Robin tried to keep her legs shut and put her hand across her tits. James moved round her back again, leaned over and took both of Robin’s arms and held them at her sides.

‘Open your legs, bitch. Go on. Push those long legs apart.’ He held Robin firmly as Charlie flicked the button on his phone. She had no option but to obey, and the camera captured a naked Robin with her legs apart and James holding her arms at her sides.

‘Another one Charlie…..just between her legs,’ and James leant over and slid his fingers into Robin’s pubic hairs and they heard the camera ‘click.’ James stroked his cock again and turned Robin’s face to the side as he held his cock at the top of the couch. He held the dark head of hair in his big hand, and Robin could see this wonderful, vibrant cock only an inch or so from her face. Charlie took aim and ‘click’ again, and on screen was Robin’s face within licking distance of James’s manhood. James grinned, as he was now tormenting the obedient woman.

‘You want this, don’t you slut. Say it. You want some young cock, don’t you,’ and James still held Robin’s face in his hand, and waved his cock across in front of her lips. ‘Go on, say it, you want it!’

‘Not here. Not here. Anybody could come to the door. Let’s go down to the basement,’ and Robin had more or less given her consent to the inevitable. The three made their way down the stairs and as soon as they reached the basement, James moved the sexy woman in the high heels back against the pool table. They stood either side of the naked body and held Robin against the table as they started to fumble with her again. James grabbed her head and pulled it to him for another open mouthed kiss, while his other hand went up between her legs, running through the wet hair and pushing into the soaking cunt. Robin was rampant. She opened her legs without asking and her own hand went back to James’s monster cock.

Charlie played with whatever was available, tits, thighs, arse and he, too, ran his fingers into Robin’s vaginal area, in amongst the nest of hair. She started to groan quietly. Still, James tried to humiliate her.

‘Go on then, I want you to say it. Say you want some young cock, slut. Don’t forget the photos,’ and James was turning up the pressure. He could feel Robin start to rub his cock up and down, her touch so delicate and soft, and he knew she was putty. ‘Go on, Mrs K. Whisper it.’

‘I wa……I want…..I want some of your……some of your ccc…I want some of your cock,’ and Robin’s eyes closed in embarrassment at her words, but she kept hold tightly to the cock in her hand, and opened her legs a little wider.

‘Turn round, Mrs K. Turn round and lean over the pool table. We want you to, don’t we Charlie?’ By now, Charlie had got his weapon out as well, and was gently caressing it as James held Robin by the waist and moved her round to face the green baize. Robin didn’t protest, or speak, but just slid