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She had had enough of young lads and had actually abstained from sex for nearly six months before she got on the local bus to her village. Turning heads everywhere she went, the six foot stunner, with long brown hair, pretty face with a wide smile, great tits, long legs and pert, round ass, heard lads talking about how fit she was as she stood at the bus stop. Hearing their comments about exactly how they would fuck her cemented further that she wanted nothing to do with lads her age.
She got on board as the driver drank in her beauty. Wearing tight, pale blue jeans and a low cut orange crop top that looked like they had been painted on, she bought her ticket and walked straight to the back of the bottom deck, the young lads all rushing upstairs.
As she sat down, an elderly gentleman sitting the opposite end of the back seat clocked her. He greeted her and started chatting. To his surprise, she fully engaged him in conversation. They passed her old school on the journey. "I helped build the annexe, y'know?" he said. "Forty plus years ago". "Oh wow" Samia replied, "that was my school. I studied in that annexe". As the conversation went on she looked him over. He was dressed smartly in a cream suit and tie with a maroon shirt. As she reached his crotch though, she noticed a bulge. She wondered how long it had been since he last had sex, he'd told her his wife, the love of his life, had been dead twelve years.
She let him see that she had noticed his "excitement" and he apologised. "Don't be sorry" she said, sliding up the seat to sit next to him, "I'll take it as a compliment". "You're a very pretty young lady" he said, as Samia bit down on her bottom lip and gently placed her right hand on his crotch. She looked him in the eye as she explored with her hand the size of his manhood. It was at that moment she decided that she was, for the time being at least, going to offer her own version of Care In The Community.
She pulled down the zip of his trousers, fumbled in his pants to unleash his cock and started stroking it. The man let out a gentle moan. Samia raised her left hand, putting a finger to her mouth. "Shhhh". Next she got down on her knees, between his legs. The old man couldn't believe his luck, he'd have been happy to have a hand job from such a beautiful girl, but now was about to get blown.
Samia licked her lips, looking first at him, then his penis, which she started teasing with her tongue before sinking her lips right down on his shaft. He held her head in both hands as she bobbed it up and down, licking and sucking, pulling away to lick his saggy balls, and tease the tip. Looking out of the window, she said "we've got ten minutes. Can you cum in ten minutes?" "I think so" he replied, and she built up speed.
The driver, keen to see if she was as fit from the back as she was the front, checked the CCTV to see if she was ready to get off. However, she was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't have missed her, surely? Then he looked to the opposite end of the back seat and noticed the old man looking like he was moaning in pleasure, and looking down. "Fuck!" he exclaimed to himself, "is she blowing him?"
Samia pulled away from the old man's cock before pulling out her top and pushing it up between her braless breasts. The guy was gasping as she squeezed them around his manhood, rubbing them up and down, pre cum seeping from the tip. Realising it wouldn't be long before he came, she swapped back to sucking. "I'm gonna cum, miss" he said, so she opened her mouth and started wanking him to cum over her tongue. He grabbed it and bounced it's head against her cheeks. "Uh uh, not in my face. We're on a bus!" she said, taking it back into her possession and rubbing it frantically.
He moaned as quietly as he could as he blew his load into her mouth, watching his thick white semen fire out over and over her tongue and down the back of her throat. As she felt he was almost done, she sucked the last drops and he held her head tightly, pumping up into her face. Pulling her mouth away, she wiped away some stray load from her lips and sat back next to him.
The driver, keeping a close eye, watched that happen. The bus reached it's final destination and Samia walked down the aisle, followed by the old man. The driver clocked her ass as she got off. As the man was about to exit the vehicle the driver said "hey, did she just...." He looked at him and winked. "Fuck!" he replied.
Off the bus, the old man asked the young lady her name. "It's Samia" she replied. "Well Samia, can I get you a drink? I'm meeting my friends in the pub just there". "It's OK" she said, "I'm off to my friends, but thank you. Another time, perhaps? And, what is your name?" "George, it's George" he replied. "I'm in here every afternoon, you'll always be welcome to join us. We go and play cards afterwards too. Do you play Poker?" "I don't" she said, "but I can always learn". With a wink and a smile she turned round and walked away. She looked back, "see ya... George!" "See you, Samia" he replied, mouthing "thank you" as he watched her face forward and bounce off down the street.
It was a couple of weeks later that the next dose of Care In The Community was given out. Samia was on her way home from her job as a secretary in the city. It was a Friday afternoon, which she loved as she finished at 4, and it was a warm summer day. She was, as per usual, turning heads in a tight fitting blouse tucked into a black bodycon mini skirt and black heels.
On the first of two buses she needed to get home, and far enough away from her home to be recognised, she spotted an old man struggling with his shopping bags. Seeing no one offer help, she got up from her seat and said "here, let me get some of those for you". "Oh, oh thank you" said the man, Samia grabbing a couple of heavy bags and leading him to the back of the bus.
"They're heavy!" she said, as the two sat down next to each other and started chatting. Like George, Colin had also lost his wife, but he didn't like to go out often, doing large shops infrequently rather than small ones on a daily basis. When the time came to get off, Samia offered to walk him home and help carry the bags. "Thank you, you are a very kind and, if i might say, very beautiful young lady" he said. Samia blushed and grabbed four of his bags.
They only had to walk for about three minutes, but the handles dug into her fingers and she was glad he lived close to the bus stop. "Thanks for the help" said Colin at his gate, "it would be rude not to invite you in for a cup of tea, or a coffee. I don't have any pop, or things you young people like, unless you like beer? I have beer". "Beer would be great!" replied Samia, and she followed him into the house.
"You get the beers and I'll help put these away" she said. Colin watched as she stretched up to get tins in the top cupboards, then sit on her knees putting stuff in the cupboards below, her round buttocks causing her to arouse him. He walked over with a bottle and she turned round, noticing his bulge. "Thank you" she said, chinking his bottle... "Cheers!" He watched her bring the bottle to her mouth and imagined it being his cock, which pulsed in his trousers
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She couldn't help but notice and he saw that she noticed. Blushing, he apologised. "I'm sorry" he said, "it's been a looooong time since I've had a pretty woman in my home and, well, you are quite a trouser arouser". "Trouser arouser?" she laughed. "I haven't heard that phrase before, but I'll take it as a compliment. Look, while I'm down here, perhaps I can help you out?"
Colin looked down, curious as to what she meant. She took another swig of beer, placed the bottle down and reached her hand up to his zipper. "Woah, what the... you wanna suck me?! he asked, shocked. "Only if you wanna be sucked?" she replied. "Sure! I haven't had any sexual contact since my wife died". "Well, let's release that pent up energy then". Reaching into his pants, she pulled out his cock. For an old man he was well endowed. Long and fat, she looked upon it with glee. A huge smile spread across her face as she stroked it, licking the head, then looked up at him as she took it all in her mouth.
Colin was in ecstasy, watching this beauty suck him off. The feel of her lips, the warmth of her mouth, her tongue swirling over the tip. He wondered how long he could last and it was only a few minutes. She let him take over and watched as he wanked furiously at her face. She smiled up at him as he let out a moan and shot off his first wad, straight up over her face and into her hair. Then she opened her mouth and took some on her tongue before getting ream after ream of white sperm shot all over her face.
Pulling out her phone, she took selfies of her face as cum dripped off her chin, down her blouse. "Give me your phone" she said, taking some for Colin adding "don't pass them on, they're just for you". "I... I'll get you a towel" he said. As he walked back in the larder she noticed he was still hard. "You're still up, most go limp after coming, I've found" she said. "Well, that is normally the case, but you are just so sexy, i'm so turned on" he replied.
"Look, you didn't last long so... wanna just fuck me over the table?" Colin couldn't believe his ears. She stood up, not even cleaning up her face, and moved over to the table. "Front or back?" she said, semen still dripping off her face. He grabbed her hips and spun her round, pushed her forward so her head lay on the table, smearing jizz on it. She felt him grab the sides of her tight skirt and lift it up to the small of her back. He snapped off her black lace panties and threw them on the floor, then pushed his cock head into the lips of her vagina. Grabbing her hips firmly, he pushed right into her. "Uhhh" she moaned as the long, fat shaft stretched her. "Clearly, I've not been shagging the right guys" she said, as Colin thrust deeper and deeper into her.
He grabbed her hair roughly as he pounded away at the young cunt. Samia was so turned on. "Fuck me hard, like you fucked your wife when you first dated" she commanded, Colin fucking her twat with all his might. Suddenly, he pulled out. "Oh, he's not finished?" she thought to herself. But, instead of feeling hot cum splat over her buttocks, she felt him push his cock into her ass. She took in a deep breath in shock. No one had done this before, unless they had while she was drugged, but she wasn't awake to experience it.
Slowly but surely, he pushed in until he was balls deep. The grip on her hips bruising, he pounded away at her asshole for all he was worth. She reached down and started fingering her cunt. "I need to cum" she said, "and I squirt!" At this, he pulled out, spun her round and lay her on her back. He fucked her in her ass, ripping open her blouse and snapping her black lace bra, freeing her huge tits. She reached down and fingered herself as he pounded away, sweat dripping from his forehead onto her tits and belly. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she moaned loudly, as she felt an orgasm crash through her body, squirting her warm juice all over his shirt. Then he pulled out and she grabbed his cock, wanking him over her breasts. "Fuck! When did you last wank?" she asked, "that's quite a load for a second go" she said, looking down at her breasts, more than adequately coated in his ejaculate.
As she lay there breathing heavily, Colin pulled up his zip and handed her the towel. He watched her clean herself up, then she wiped down his shirt. "Enjoy that?" she asked. "Y... yeah, that was so hot. You are so hot!" he replied. "Have you got a t shirt I can wear home please?" Colin returned with a Stones t shirt. "Good choice, my dad got me into them" she said, taking her ripped clothes off, putting on his T and pulling down her skirt. "You can keep these as a souvenir, and I know you're gonna wank into my underwear, you guys love that". Then she walked to the door, looked over her shoulder and said "Bye Colin". And, just like that, she was gone. Colin couldn't believe what just happened, but was glad it did. Would he ever see her again? he could only hope.
The third story in the trilogy sees Samia feeling horny and knowing where to find some instant gratification. It was a mild autumn Friday evening and she popped into the pub on her way home from work. Tommy, facing the door, spat out his lager as he clapped eyes on her. An arse length black coat, open and revealing a tight turquoise satin blouse, tucked into a black leather skirt that sat three inches above the knee and black suede over the knee boots. Like always, Samia made quite an entrance. "Fuck me George, you want to see this bit of totty that's just walked in".
He had barely finished his sentence when she walked right up to them. "George! How are you? Thought I'd join you for a drink. If your mates don't mind, of course?" "Fuck no!" blurted Tommy. "Er no, of course not miss" added Alfred. "Who is your friend, George?" he added. George explained how they met on the back of a bus, leaving out details of course, and then explained who his friends were, how he'd known them for years and they were all widowers.
Samia popped her coat on to the back of a high stool and sat down. Tommy and Alfred making occasional glances at her legs, as her skirt had hitched quite high and she made no effort to pull it down. "Her eyes are up here, Tom" said George, using two fingers to point to his eyes. "Sorry Samia, my friends aren't used to being in the company of such a beautiful young woman, so please forgive their wandering eyes". "It's OK" she laughed, "you know me, I'll take it as a compliment".
Tommy went to the bar and the drinks started flowing. Alfred pulled out his smart phone and suggested a few group pictures. Samia knew exactly what they would be used for, so even posed for some, sitting on their knees and even laying back on a table. She looked down and spotted Alfred's arousal, smiling to herself. "You playing cards tonight, guys?" she asked. "Can do, if you like?" replied George, "You want to join us?" "Yeah, I'll come along" she said, standing up. "Just going to powder my nose". As she headed to the toilet she whispered in George's ear "do they know?" "No, love" he replied. She winked at him and walked off.
"Look at that ass" said Alfred, "she's like a year's worth of wank fodder in one night". "Make sure you send me those pictures later" added Tommy. George said nothing, knowing that they'll have more than pictures to wank over later. "Drink up, here she comes!" said George and they got off their chairs and all walked out together. They all lived in the same road, just round the corner from the pub. "I'm going to get a bottle of whisky" said Tommy. "And I'll drop this shopping in, or I'll forget it later" said Alfred. "OK, I'll leave the door on the snip" said George, "just let yourself in".
Samia took off her coat and flung it over a dining chair. "I'll just get the cards" said George. "Don't bother, I can think of better things to do" smirked Samia. "Really? With all of us?" George asked. "I've been horny all day and all I could think of was the possibilities of this night" she replied, reaching down to feel his cock stiffen. "Imagine their faces when they walk in and see you getting blown".
George sat down in his big, high backed armchair and Samia knelt between his legs. "We must stop meeting like this" she laughed, looking up at him. "Have you ever thought about our bus journey?" she said. "Many, many times" he replied. "Does it make you cum?" she asked. "Always" he said. "Good" she smiled, pulling the zip and reaching in for his cock.
She started work, licking and sucking his cock and balls, slowly wanking him. It was when she took his shaft deep into her mouth that Tommy walked in the room. Seeing George's fists full of her hair and her head bobbing up and down, he said "What the fuck? Who is this girl?" George, using his right hand, ushered him to come forward and join in. Tommy looked down, George's reading lamp shining brightly on her round, leather clad arse. Slowly, he got onto his knees behind her and rubbed both hands over her buttocks. "Oh fuck" he said, pulling his cock out of his pants, smearing pre cum over her leather ass, before pushing the skirt up into the small of her back.
Feeling the cool air on her bottom, Samia looked over her back. She smiled, then licked her lips, winked and returned to sucking George. She felt her lace covered, black satin panties be moved from her crotch and Tommy's hard cock push slowly up into her wet cunt. He moaned as he forced his way right in, grabbing her leathered waist tightly and fucking her.
Sensing George wasn't far off cumming, she moved her mouth away. "I know what you want this time" she said, undoing her blouse and placing his cock up the centre of her bra, between her huge jugs. She squeezed them into his cock, now leaking pre cum, and started teasing the tip with her tongue. "When you're ready, cum in my face" she said, looking him straight in the yes. George pumped her tits for about a minute before pulling his dick out from her fleshy mounds. Grabbing his cock he wanked frantically before blowing his load onto her face. The first shot hitting her open mouth and traversing her right cheek, eye and into her hair. The next landed on her left eye and cheek, then her mouth. She kept it open to get the rest as he squeezed every last drop onto her tongue. She closed her mouth before gently spewing it back out, causing his thick white semen to drip down her chin and into her cleavage. "Oh fuck Samia, you are SO HOT" he exclaimed, looking down at his load splatted all over her pretty face, while his mate fucked her from behind.
Alfred, having watched this from the doorway, made his way into the room and stood next to her. "Want me to help you with that?" she said. poking his bulge. "S... sure!" he replied, as she leaned over, face still dripping cum, and pulled out his cock. Getting semen around the zipper as she took him right in, she felt Tommy pull out of her. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" he moaned, as he fired ream after ream of his load up the her back of her blouse and onto her bunched up leather skirt and buttocks. "Shit" she thought to herself, "should've taken my top off. hope that doesn't stain". As Tommy wiped his cock on her panties, she started really sucking Alfred off. George and Tommy now kneeling either side of her, feeling her breasts and fingering her cunt and ass. It was clear Alfred wasn't going to last long, so she stopped sucking and wanked him, allowing his copious load to shoot into her face, then leaning back to watch it spray out onto her tits.
She stood up, grabbed her phone from her purse, turned on the camera and asked George to taker her picture. The others watched curiously as he took pictures of her covered in ejaculate, jizz dripping down her body, ending up trickling down her skirt. Then she turned round for a picture from the back, where Tommy's load had actually reached her hair. He handed back the phone and she looked at the pic. "Good shot Tommy!" she laughed. "Now, shall we go upstairs? More comfy for me, I think".
The three men looked at each other. They thought that was it but this was just the starter. "Lead the way George" she said and they followed him up the stairs. "The guest room" he said, "I couldn't do this on the bed I only shared with my late wife". "Of course" said Samia, as she entered the guest room.
Standing in front of the bed, she asked them to explore her body before they undress her. She closed her eyes and felt the hands caressing her breasts, her belly, her ass through her clothes. "I'm so turned on" she said. Next, she felt her blouse be undone and removed, then her bra. Hands felt up her huge breasts, tweaking her nipples. George lowered himself to suck them, not caring that they were covered in sperm. She felt a cock prod at her ass through the leather skirt and hands smearing the spent loads over it, before hearing the clasp open and feeling it slide to the floor.
Now standing just in her panties, she felt fingers exploring her cunt and her ass hole. "I'm so wet" she said breathlessly. George picked her up and carried her onto the double bed, then got between her legs and started licking at her wet lips, while Tommy and Alfred lay either side of her, sucking her tits.
She opened her eyes to watch the sight, enjoying every minute of being brought off by the older gentlemen, as opposed to guys her age who just wanted to fuck her and fuck her off. As George sucked on her clit she screamed "here it comes!" and shook, before squirting her juice over his face. "Oh fuck, she's a squirter! I think I love you, Samia" said Alfred. "My wife was a squirter too". "The best girls are" she laughed, grabbing the quilt in her fists.
"Lie down George" she said, and she straddled him, placing herself on his cock. "Mmmmmm....." she moaned, biting down on her bottom lip. His long, wide cock filling her nicely. "Stand up, you two!" she commanded of Alfred and Tommy, then she reached out to wank them, while George fondled her big, squishy breasts. Bringing their cocks together at her mouth, she kissed their heads and licked their tips. She opened her wide mouth and Tommy stuck his cock in. Then Alfred, seeing her mouth was wide enough, pushed his in too. A look of ecstatic shock filled her face. Two cocks were fucking her mouth! Granted George was too big to be one of them but these two more modest members were pushing her inner slut buttons.
After experiencing the three cocks pump at her she wanted to experience the ultimate. She moved her head back and freed her mouth. "Tommy, get behind me. Fuck my ass!" "Fuuuuck yeah!" he replied, and wasted no time straddling his mate to get into her arse hole. "Alfred, my phone. Set it on video and stand it up over there" she said, pointing to a chest of drawers. "What?" she said, looking at his confused face. "You think us girls don't wank too? Ha! And I want to remember this night". He set it up and stood on the bed, where she reached out for his hard penis and started sucking. Now, with all holes filled, she built herself up to cum again. George and Tommy fucked her cunt and ass rampantly, with Alfred holding her head firmly, fucking her face. She reached down and fingered herself, helping the orgasm along. "Tell me when you are ready guys" she said, after a while of being pummelled in every oraface, "let's cum together. I want it all over me!".
With the three old men standing around her on the bed, she started to shake again as she felt warm semen splat down on her face from each of them. Again she squirted out over the bedding, watching the ropes of white sperm hit from all angles, then dripping off her face, down her chest, breasts and belly.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she moaned quietly, and flopped back onto the bed. Alfred and Tommy left and George headed for his bed. "There's a shower through there" he said, "and if you need a clean T shirt to go home in, pick one from that wardrobe". "OK, thanks" Samia replied, before falling asleep.
Waking around 5am, she showered and went downstairs. She wiped the ejaculate from her skirt, shoved her blouse in her purse and arranged her cum soaked bra and panties on the table for George to abuse. Back upstairs, she looked for a T shirt, choosing a Beatles one. "What's that song?" she thought to herself... "Ah yes, Come Together over me". -->
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