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Not to sound ist, but it might be said that the majority of women share a common weakness. That is a compulsive desire to buy shoes. Lots and lots of them. (Including my wifeauthor!)
Lady Penelope WardWilliamson was no different. And being comfortably well off, the middleaged aristocrat owned hundreds of pairs. But that didn’t hold her back from enlarging her collection. On the last day of January, Her Ladyship arranged for a home visit from her favourite supplier, Crockett and Jones of Chelsea. After breakfast and a leisurely workout, she awaited her man in the living room.
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In addition to Williamson Manor in the county of Surrey, the esteemed gentlewoman had acquired a home in London, in the SouthWest suburb of Richmond. She felt safe and comfortable here thanks to its low crime rate, friendly community, and clean environment. And above all, the largest Royal Park. She had purchased the house for half a million and hired specialists to help renovate it to her tastes.
Leonard found the large house as the sunlight broke the shadows of the trees. He had visited many wealthy clients in his first six months since joining the shoe suppliers, but none compared with Lady Penelope. He had been casually advised that the wealthy middleaged woman had a reputation for being a maneater and that she had an unquenchable thirst for those of a tender age. As he had just turned twentyone, his dick might be up for grabs. Literally!
“This way,” said the uniformed maid who led the way down a tiled hallway with a high ceiling.
The woman spoke no more as she walked slowly but with purpose and stopped outside one room with double doors. She opened them and announced Leonard’s arrival. Lady Penelope was standing by the window and the sun’s rays silhouetted her tall frame.
She turned and blew smoke from a cigarette set in a long black holder. Leonard was impressed by her choice of outfit which consisted of a silk blouse in berry red that featured an exaggerated collar with button fastening which she wore enticingly open. Her beige ministyle pencil skirt was cut for a close fit from wool that was accented by gold rivets and which did the job of accentuating her long and luscious legs. With her shirt tucked into the sculpting highrise waist, she displayed a stylish look and feel. Naturally, his eyes fell upon her feet and he noted her ÂŁ500 plus Jimmy Choo Ivette nude patent strappy sandals in black.
“You’re thirty minutes late. I abhor tardiness with a passion.”
With the grace as well as the temperament of a big cat, the tall blonde vision stubbed out her smoke in a cut glass ashtray and sat down in an ornate Queen Anne armchair.
“So, where is Mary?” she asked in a plummy accent.
“Mary is busy elsewhere. She sends her profound apologies.”
“And who might you be?”
“The name’s Leonard. Leonard Ashfordly.”
“Ashfordly? Of the Kent Ashfordly’s?”
“Indeed, My Lady. Lord Rupert is my Father.”
“I see. How is the old beggar? Haven’t seen him in Yonks. Are you spoken for?”
Leonard shifted from one foot to the other as she stared directly at him. This woman was utterly free of pretension and was clearheaded, he thought.
“I’m engaged. To one Lady Patricia Brewster.”
“What? That silly young cow with the atrocious giggle and skinny arse? Oh, young man. You could do so much better.”
Lady Penelope mentally undressed him and she cocked her head with an altogether prurient interest. Leonard visibly balked. Her flashing bluegrey eyes told him that she would be able to eat him up alive if she so wished, and the way her voluptuous body filled out her top and skirt was almost enough to draw him into her arms. Alarm bells rang.
“Well?”
“Well, what?”
“May we try on some shoes?”
Lady Penelope spread her hands and looked at the timid chap disdainfully.
“Yes. Yes, of course. Size eight, right? I brought some fine pairs for you to try on today.”
He dumped several boxes on the thick shag pile as the topheavy socialite fussed with her loose hair and adjusted the hem of her skirt. Leonard brought out a small rack and helped her put her left foot upon it as he removed her shoe. He lifted the lid of the first choice and Penny cocked her head at the sight of a pair of Christian Louboutin highheel pumps in black leather. They had a distinctive red sole and had a fiveinch stiletto.
“These retail at ÂŁ500 and come in a five or fourinch heel.”
“Slip it on.”
Leonard gently took her foot and slid it on for her. Her Ladyship studied it and languidly caressed her calf, pumping her foot as she did so. The already nervous chap gulped as he looked up her legs from his kneeling position and caught a glimpse of her golden pubes that hid her . The copiously endowed vixen had foregone wearing any underwear under her pencilstyle skirt and showed no inhibitions about flashing him. Penny noted his obvious lascivious gaze and she licked her lips in a forward gesture.
“These are superb. I’ll take both the four and fiveinch pairs. Next.”
Leonard shifted and hoped that his stiffening dick was sufficiently out of her view. He opened another box and peeled back the soft tissue. These sandals were made by Aquazurra and were in silver, with high heels, an open toe, a single band over the front of the foot, a longer tie at the ankle, and a triangleshaped support behind the heel.
“These are made in Italy and cost ÂŁ600.”
The woman nodded as he placed her foot in one. As he did so, she held his hand in hers and together they shoed both of her feet. Lady Penelope stood up and walked about the room in the new sandals. She had a graceful step as she made three circuits around him.
“Yes, very fuckable,” she announced with a sly look in his direction. “I shall make heads turn when I wear these. Don’t you agree?”
“Er…”
“Hold that thought. Show me some boots.”
She sat down and lifted her left foot up and then the other. Leonard removed each shoe and stared hard at her plump pussy mound which she unashamedly displayed when she raised her legs in turn. He retrieved another box and pulled out the anklehigh black boots with the fourinch heel and laceup fronts. She lit a cigarette and looked down on him as he unlaced the first three eyelets so that she could slide her foot in. This time he used a shoehorn to help her place her foot inside the tightfitting boot. He tied the boot off with a bow and found himself stroking the rapier thin spike of a heel. He began to perspire freely as she lifted the heel directly into his groin.
“Do you approve, Ashfordly? she asked as she rotated the heel against the solid root that bulged outward of his trousers. “Yes, I believe you do.”
“They suit you.”
“Is that a fact? Are you suggesting that I am somewhat dominating?”
“Heaven forbid, My Lady.”
Extinguishing her smoke, the very suggestive MILF fanned her right hand across his wedding tackle.
“It must be terribly uncomfortable in those tight trousers. I strongly recommend you take them off.”
“You…you do?”
“Most strongly.”
Leonard stood tall and shrugged. He had been instructed back at the shoe suppliers to make as much of a good impression as he could.
“It goes without saying that Lady Penelope WardWilliamson is a highly revered and loyal customer of Crockett and Jones,” barked THE Mister Jones. “I want you to do everything in your power to please her.”
“Everything?”
“Everything.”
With those words ringing in his ears, the agitated young fellow dropped his strides and cupped his unbound protrusion. His boyish face was creased in dismay and bemusement. He was still unsure of the peculiar manner in which the woman went about her business. He tried to regain some composure but it was pretty much impossible as the MILF was transfixed with his youthful body. He wondered what might be her next move with rising trepidation.
“Isn’t that better?” the aristocratic nympho mused as she scrutinised the outline of his cock and balls in his tiny briefs. “Now, show me the big ones.”
In his underpants and shirt, Leonard produced a very long box and folded back the thin lid. From within, he pulled out two red boots. Shiny and reflective, the thighhigh boots had a fiveinch stiletto heel and a highgloss PVC finish. A long zipper ran up the side for a snug fit. The total height from the base of the heel to the top of the boot was twentyseven inches.
“Such splendid boots! Just what I need for those special occasions.”
Without a second thought, the renowned noblewoman hurriedly tugged her top off over her head, pulling her arms free of the loosefitting garment, and then shedding her skirt. The provocative blonde goddess had a hefty bosom that bounced unfettered on her chest. The gentle swell of her middleaged stomach led the eye to her mons that were covered by the almost transparent bush of yellow pubes. The fleshy hemispheres of her buttocks pushed out behind her, as exposed and unchecked as her abundant boobs. She possessed the biggest pair of tits he had ever seen in his life. Not to overemphasise the obvious, but Lady Penelope was a blonde bombshell, despite her being no spring chicken.
She sat back down and lifted her right leg. Leonard sheathed her foot in the shoe of the boot and they both dragged it up. As she zipped it up he put the other boot on her left leg. Penny ran her fingers up and down the PVC and nodded in approval. She stood up again and put her hands on her hips. The boots finished with an immodest height that focused attention on her prominent pussy mound. With her fair hair fanned out over her shoulders and her thumping great tits thrusting out, the titled Lady looked highly shaggable.
“What do you think?”
“What?”
“If you say what again, I’m going to spear your scrotum on my spike heel. Never mind, I think I have my answer. Do take those ridiculous pants off.” Penny wrenched his underwear down and Leonard grabbed onto his boner in a futile attempt to hide his modesty. “Dear me, aren’t you the bashful one?”
His sizeable cock had hardened to the point that it stuck out of his groin at least eight inches in length. His flagpole of a dick looked majestic as it curved slightly to the left. Lady Penelope licked her lips neatly like a cat preparing to lap the cream as her eyes remained glued to his overactive groin.
“Hmm. you have an odd curve just here.”
He felt the warm hand of the tall dominatrix take his throbbing cock and he watched her squeeze it hard just below the swollen head where it sloped slightly. With a slow and measured deliberation, she stroked his rockhard horn with a firm grip. As he grew to full hardness she moved her hand more quickly.
“This reminds me of my nephew. (See Chapter Four) He had a similar kink in his cock too.” She lifted her face and looked him in the eye. “Don’t you and Lady Patricia make whoopee?”
“Patricia is a virgin.”
“Ha!” Her Ladyship sat back in her ornate chair and fingered her gash. “I’m not surprised really. The poor girl has a face like the rear end of a London bus. Now, make like a footstool.”
“Wha…say that again?”
“I want you to kneel on the carpet beneath my feet and pretend to be my footstool.”
Leonard frowned and did as he was asked. He stretched out on the thick carpet on his hands and knees and made his back as flat as he could. One red boot came up and the foot rested on the base of his spine. He swallowed hard at the feel of the rapier thin heel digging into the bare flesh of his rounded behind. He heard her grunt in approval as she traversed his back with the heel, moving slowly up between his shoulder blades. She brought the other heel to his face and lightly scratched his chin with it.
“Lick it,” she ordered him.
Petrified to refuse, Leonard stuck his tongue out and lapped rapidly on the shiny new boot, inhaling the aromatic scent of the PVC. His cock twitched as he brushed the carpet with his lower body, and he closed his eyes as he continued to lick the sole of the boot. Penny grinned as she sadistically pressed her foot hard against his mouth. He drooled as he lapped away and his erection ached for some sort of physical contact. His lips sucked in the fiveinch heel and he hummed uncontrollably as he warmed to the task.
“There’s a good boy.” Penny raked his dick with the spikeheeled boot, teasing his boner wickedly, and he could not deny the feeling of ual excitement she released in him. Her other heel made a line down his lower spine and settled in his bentover backside, the cheeks of which glistened with his sweat.
“You’ve made my boot nice and wet. Now I want you to make my cunt nice and wet.”
“Yes, My Lady,” he replied in his devotion to duty.
Her Ladyship moved her bottom further to the edge of her set and opened her thighs out wide. Leonard sighed as he took a muchneeded tug on his knob thereby giving him momentary relief. Tentatively he stuck out his tongue and leaned into her golden bush. Her loins had that feminine muskiness that triggered several emotions. Obedience, passion, and ual arousal. He started dead centre and then lapped at her pussy with long sweeps. Lady Penelope smiled demurely at his youthful enthusiasm. Tingles of pleasure multiplied as the novice ran his eager hands up the backs of her firm legs to the soft cheeks of her bum.
“Lower.”
Leonard grunted as he slipped his pointed tongue along the narrow groove to her anus. He burrowed in dutifully, lubricating her private starfish in a spit bath. He fisted his stiff cock as his ardour burned in him. He fancied he could hear her sob in delight as she twisted in the chair and tapped his shoulders with the stiletto heels of her new red boots. He didn’t realise it but his sprightly slurping of her nether holes were unleashing a barely contained joy of the unquenchable noblewoman. Unable to defer the matter, Penny pushed him away and her eyes blazed at him with a wanton lust. His cock, in all its virile readiness, jutted out at an eightydegree angle, pulsing and wagging at her in invitation.
“Just let me look at you. Your cock seems nice and hard. Would you like me to sit on it so that you could shove it inside my hot and juicy muff?”
Struck dumb with apprehension, Leonard smiled weakly. Penny had decided that she wanted him. Wanted to ride his dick until she came on his stiff white column.
“Listen up, you will not cum until I permit you, is that clear? If so, nod.” Leonard nodded as instructed as he wanked off harder. “Be seated.”
Penny rose up and he seated himself in the vacated chair, his backside feeling the delicious warmth she had deposited.
The dignified vision in the thighhigh boots held his plumsized balls in both hands and squeezed them. Then she stooped over so that her huge tits pointed south and she slid her mouth inch by inch down over his stalk. Wetsucking noises were the only thing to be heard as Penny worked his knob into her wet mouth. Both her hands gripped his thighs and he winced as her long fingernails dug into his flesh. Her head bobbed back and forth and her lips pursed and sucked in hard.
The deeply cultured socialite held his erection firmly as his helmet throbbed inside her closed mouth. She pulled it out and ran her pink tongue around the large crown before she plunged back down on him once more. He poured sweat as he wriggled on the plush chair and cried out in pleasure.
“Remember, you do not cum until you get the word.”
The haughty tigress devoured his entire length in one great move and kept him inside her mouth as saliva dribbled out of the corners of her lips. She pulled back and gazed at the shiny and slick prick in her lilywhite fist, then grazed her teeth on the very top for luck. He kept his eyes on the incredible sight of her jumbo tits as she let a long string of spit puddle the ample cleavage. She pushed her hooters together to make one large tit and slipped it over his upright pole.
“I’ll wager Lady Patricia can’t do this.”
Definitely not he agreed as he was given his firstever boob fuck. His cock was drawn deep into the homemade channel as if he were being invited into a huge pussy of tit flesh. She proceeded to wank him off by sliding her mammaries up and down rapidly. She bent her head and stuck out her tongue to greet his bell end when he emerged from the twin pillows. The undulating belly of the ravishing seductress met his balls as he fucked the soft swell of her breasts. The colossal globes showed no evidence of middleage sagging and felt supple and soft on his rod. The nipples stood out in relief as she tossed him off between the heavenly mounds.
“Begging your pardon, My Lady.” Penny and Leonard both reacted to the presence of the maid who had entered the room silently and paused in midstroke.
“Yes?” she enquired as she beat the meat of the stillseated teenager.
“Just to inform you that lunch will be ready in thirty minutes.”
“Splendid. I’m just working up an appetite too.”
As Penny tugged on the tops of her boots, the maid regarded the naked shoe salesman with a haughty air.
“Shall I serve for two?”
“Absolutely not. Ashfordly will be leaving shortly.”
“As you wish, My Lady.”
Once the woman had left the room, Leonard made to leave.
“And where do you think you’re going?”
“The maid…she saw everything…us…naked.”
“And? I have no secrets in this house. I come and go as I please. Clothed or unclothed.”
With that, the unscrupulous socialite slipped one leg over his and then straddled him, the PVC pressing on the outsides of his thighs. As she positioned his boner to her loins he welcomed the soft wetness of her pussy against his cock head.
This was it. Even though she was more than twice his age, he was up for giving the dog a bone. Lady Penelope planted her heels firmly in the shag pile as she dropped lower so that his knob was sheathed by her quim. She thrust her plentiful bosom out, drawing his bemused face into her breasts.
As she began to rise and fall on his log, she breathed softly in fluttering gasps, highpitched and feminine. Leonard was pinned to the chair, his dick impaled by her heated cunt. Her skin, pale and fairly wrinklefree, was highlighted in a sheen of perspiration. He pumped up, shifting his hips in a circle to try to compete with her. In reply, the horny nympho pressed down even more, thrusting into his groin with an unbridled passion. The antique chair was creaking from the piledriving strokes of the woman and her tall frame bounced over him. Bloody hell! This one could fuck!
“Ride, ride, ride,” she moaned again and again as she twisted and writhed.
Her hips thrust down and up, probing ever deeper in the moist heat of her passion. Leonard was dumbstruck. He savoured every wriggle of her voluptuous body as she fucked him faster and harder, her strokes becoming hotter and more frantic with each thrust. His cock was engorged, swelling to unparalleled proportions, driving into her dripping muff as she provoked and coerced. Every thrust into her caused him to squeeze her thumping tits in sheer lust. She may very well be over fifty but she fucked like a twentyyearold.
The more she submitted to the power of the huge shaft caressing her cunt walls, the more she ground her lower body into him. Her hair fluttered and her boobs jiggled wildly as she rammed down, loving how his eyes were fixed on hers. His orgasm grew fast now, increasing in strength from every hard thrust she gave him.
“I…I can’t hold out.”
Her Ladyship popped off of his pulsating dick and smacked it across the unique curve of the veiny shaft.
“NO! I forbid it.”
Exhilarated and blissful she stood, teetering in her red boots. This would not do. She looked at the young fellow and his sweatsoaked body and sighed. He watched her sashay across the room to a cabinet and retrieve a small item from one of the drawers. She tottered back on her stiletto heels with her gigantic rack jiggling and ripped away the plastic wrapper.
“This will do the trick.” Penny grabbed his throbbing boner and slipped the cock ring down his quivering shaft to the base. “It’s a vibrating ring that has a small motor that provides nice sensations when we fuck. It will also keep you from ejaculating too soon.”
Leonard stared at his dick with the ring now in place. It fits snugly and had two points like a rabbit that she said would stimulate her pussy and clitoris with each stroke. His cock stood straight out now, proud and rigid in its majesty. Her Ladyship spun around on her highheeled boots and bent over the birch dining table. With her upper body dipped over the surface, the vixen wiggled her twin hemispheres in a wanton invite.
“Fuck me like this,” she ordered.
Leonard pressed his cock head against her wet pussy lips, and they parted slowly as he pushed into her delicious depths. He turned on the little switch as he went in balls deep, and as the humming ring met her muff she gasped in bliss. He started to push in and out and as he brushed her clit so she gushed her ecstasy in a sweet warm flood of love juices around his cock.
He felt stiffer than ever and his bloated glans had a purplish hue about it. He looked down at her bisected cheeks and gave her the full force of his vibrating shaft as he impaled her. As he pushed her against the edge of the table she raised her rump further up to meet his thrusts.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Her legs buckled slightly as she came with a shriek. As she wallowed in her climax he plunged his entire cock into her weeping cunt and the ring brought on another wave of blissful spasms.
“Please…I need to cum too,” he begged.
He pulled out and Her Ladyship turned to face him.
“Very well.”
She rested against the table edge and widened her legs, digging her boots into the carpet. Leonard tossed the cock ring away as entered her again in a standing missionary. His hips rocked forward, a little faster this time, prodding into her, and probing her sodden pussy with with ease. Her huge breasts spread out over her ribcage as he fucked her with almost brutal strokes. Driving up with his pelvis their loins slapped together in mutual elation. He dug his nails into her twin pillows as he quickened his pace yet again, sliding in and out of her in a frenzy of , rocking the table as he drove into her curvaceous body.
“Don’t cum in me, Ashfordly.”
He grunted as he pounded in and out of her, spearing her on his length as he got the urge to give her a creampie.
“I’m sooo close…So close…”
His loins spasmed as he felt her inner muscles rippling along his shaft, and he just managed to pull out as he burst like a cannon. His ejaculate unloaded in massive wads that splattered her thighs and pussy mound. Spurt followed spurt gushed out from his mighty cock and bathed her lilywhite flesh in white globs.
With a wicked grin, the aristocratic woman turned cock hungry slut, and used two fingers to twirl around the sticky deposit. He shook his head as he watched her bring the strings of jizz to her lips and suck on them. Trembling from his thunderous orgasm Leonard wiped his brow as his dick finally went limp. Lady Penelope stood up, a vision of jiggling buttocks and heaving bosom.
“You show great promise, young Ashfordly,” she told him as she regarded his dick which still looked big in its dormant state. “I want you to visit me the next time I order shoes. And not Mary. Do you understand?”
“Quite, My Lady.”
“Good. Now, shoo. I’m rather looking forward to some clotted cream scones.”
Leonard gathered up his belongings as he watched her lick a different type of cream from her pouting lips.
x
It had been a crisp morning for Lady Penelope to enjoy a ride on her current favourite gelding, Butterscotch. Penny crossed the grassy field and headed straight to the house. She was dressed as usual in her beige pair of slimfit jodhpurs of Schoeller fabric the waistband of which came up high to her waist. The pushup effect at her back enhanced her generous behind most stunningly. Over her plain green blouse, she wore a jetblack show jacket with leather trim and collar, and three buttons down the front that just kept her DDsized boobs in check.
She was in a great mood because the weather had finally turned after two weeks of rain. As she strolled back leisurely a blur of denim and Dr Martin boots flashed out of the corner of her eye. As she focused on the image of a tall and young male entering the green door of the staff entrance she paused in thought. The moment she got in she hailed her man Parsons, and enquired of who the mystery man was.
“You must mean Cook’s nephew. Apparently, the young chap is in the middle of the school hols and is at a loss as to how to entertain himself. So she thought it a good idea to introduce him to cooking and preparing meals.”
Penny pondered as her butler provided a fresh pot of tea with finger sandwiches.
“When you say he’s young. Just how old is he?”
“I believe he is eighteen and currently attending the University of Southampton studying civil engineering.”
Eighteen? Hmm. Of age, then. Interesting.
“That reminds me. I must see Cook and discuss the menu for my little do at the end of the month.”
x
Penny finished her elevenses and took the old staircase down to the kitchen. She immediately saw the tall teenager bust at a wooden table rolling out pastry with a large pin. She paused and smoothed her hair back in its tight ponytail and tugged on her green shirt. She felt neither snobbish nor pretentious as she congratulated herself on her fine appearance. And she was looking exceptional in her riding outfit. As she descended, her eyes took in his tight bum in his blue jeans that hugged the line of his buttocks. He had short brown hair, long shanks, and a lanky body.
“What are you up to, young man?”
He turned with a start to see the voluptuous vision that was Lady Penelope standing behind him.
“Oh. Er, I’m baking biscuits and French macarons.”
She watched him arranging three trays and preparing to add flour to each.
“I am the Lady of the Manor. And you are?”
“Ricky, My Lady. My Aunt Mary is your cook.”
“Indeed. And where is she at this moment?”
“She had to run some errands. I’m trying to help out.”
Penny shook her head and brushed by him.
“No, look. Who taught you this? To make the best French macaron you start with beaten egg whites. Go and fetch a dozen eggs, there’s a good fellow.”
Ricky wiped his flourcovered hands down his front and the horny MILF openly leered at his promising package that was tightly constricted jeans.
“Right. Now, the bulk of French macaron batter is meringue made from properly beaten egg whites. For the best and most consistent results, I strongly recommend using fresh egg whites instead of liquid egg whites from a carton. NO egg yolks must make it into the recipe. So, beat those eggs and separate the whites.”
Ricky did so as the amorous vixen drank in his good looks. It wasn’t the first time that a brisk early morning horse ride had made feeling frisky.
“We need to add superfine sugar into the egg whites otherwise the whites will collapse. Then, we add fine almond flour to give the recipe that French taste. Beat them until very soft peaks form. Give it a few minutes of beating. At first the egg white and cream of tartar mixture will be foamy, then the bubbles will begin to tighten. Then add your superfine sugar and beat until stiff glossy peaks form.”
“Stiff peaks? What are stiff peaks?”
Penny grinned as she unbuttoned her blouse to show off her mammoth boobs with the very erect nipples.
“Something like these, my man.”
Ricky stepped back and his mouth gaped at the unexpected sight of the older woman’s unfettered mammaries.
“Do I shock you?”
“Er, well Yes and no. My Aunt did warn me of you and your eccentricity.”
“Is that right?”
“Yep. Auntie says you are the hottest MILF in the County. All the men want you.”
Penny felt quite flattered by this and she straightened her shoulders and thrust her boobs out proudly.
“The saucy mare. Your Aunt and I need to have a little chat sometime.”
Before he could respond, Her Ladyship grabbed his head with her hands and pressed her lips onto his, pushing her tongue into his mouth in a long kiss. Without thinking things through, he pulled her curvy body to his and felt her tits crush into his chest. Penny was pleased by his reaction and noted the bulge in his jeans becoming more pronounced as his burgeoning erection fought to break free.
“Mmmm, do you have a girlfriend?”
“Yes. Back in Southampton.”
“And do you fuck?”
“Hmm, sure.”
“Good to hear. I do have something of a reputation. And I want to show you what I mean.”
Deftly, the fiftysomething nymphomaniac unzipped his jeans and pulled them down until his boxers were visible. As she did this she leaned forward to put her hands on the waistband to rip them away, releasing his stiff dick. He was fairly big and Penny was impressed and glad. With her eyes on his, she took his shaft and brought her pursed lips to the flared head. He gasped as he watched her suckle on the helmet with tiny baby sucks that left her spit running down his white column. She soon started slurping loudly, licking him from tip to root. Then he had to hold her head as she then swallowed him whole, ensuring her lips touched his wiry pubes.
“Holy shit!”
Lady Penelope’s head bobbed to and fro as she brought him to full erection. Her pussy was aching with need with each passing second, and her left hand moved down to her muff. His cock pushed down her throat and moaned around his shaft, sending delicious vibrations along it. Then she yanked her head back before she started choking.
“Does your girl do that for you?”
“Not that good, no.”
Ricky’s length stood up rampant and glistening from her saliva. Satisfied by this result, she stood up and unzipped her jodhpurs. She peeled them down to her black boots and then dragged them off completely. Forgoing undies, the majestic aristocratic woman stood proudly naked and she ran her hands along her flanks and in toward her yellow bush that sat high between her upper thighs.
“Does your girl have curves like mine?”
“No. She’s a lot thinner.”
“We probably have about thirty minutes until Cook returns, so be a good chap and fuck my tits.”
“What? How?”
“Dear boy. How sweet you are.”
The older woman pressed her index finger into his chest and made him sit on one of the kitchen stools. She hefted her big jugs into his lap and pushed each fat tit around his throbbing shaft. Bobbing on her haunches, Lady Penelope jerked him off in her deep cleavage. His tapered head appeared at the top of her squeezedtogether boobs and her tongue shot out to flick at it before it vanished back in her homemade tit tunnel. She bent her head and dribbled down her cleavage to make a nice and slippery chute.
He stared down at his shaft and shook his head at the unique sight of having it squished between the breasts of the Lady of the mansion. He groaned as the wanton hussy brought her hands up to make the fuck tunnel tighter. The wet dribble lined her valley of cleavage perfectly as his dick glided up and down like a dream. Penny smiled as she pumped her tits along his hardness and her pussy craved attention urgently.
“I need to have you fuck me.” He saw her pussy let out a little squirt to reinforce her request. “Let my pussy on your yummy cock.”
Her Ladyship spread her hands, and he stripped off. Her eyes lingered on his tender, naked frame, noting his welldefined musculature across his torso and smooth chest. His hard cock jutted out at her above a pair of fairly heavy balls which hung down below. Penny caressed his left cheek as she sat in his lap and pressed his hot shaft between her legs. She straddled him and lowered herself over his rod of iron. As he held onto her waist he watched her puffy labia spread out as she sank all the way down. This was always the best moment for the ravenous MILF. That sensation of having a young buck fill her cunt with his log.
“Larvlee!”
Penny pressed the toes of her boots into the kitchen floor and began to ride up and down in a languid rut. Her stupendous rack shook in his face as she worked her pussy along his cock. With her right arm around his neck, she sat bolt upright and worked her hips harder and faster, grinding into him with gusto. Her pussy was sliding up closer to the cock head now, and she followed up with firm downward strokes that made his balls sit in the deep crack of her backside. Ricky was the epitome of youthful vigour as he worked his cock in and out of her, bucking his hips up from the stool harder.
“Yes! Give me that big cock, boy.”
“Your pussy…feels so good around my cock, My Lady,” he grunted with a smile.
Her hips bucked up into each thrust of his cock, him back as fast as he was her.
“Am I as good as your girl?” she asked over the sound of the legs of the stool scraping on the floor.
“Much better,” he said truthfully.
“Good answer,” she said as she stood up and observed his bloated dick.
Penny turned to face the long table and planted her legs wide, resting the palms of her hands on the coarse wooden surface.
“Don’t dally, boy. Stick it back in. Your Aunt may burst in any minute.
Ricky pressed up into the rear end of the wealthy socialite and grabbed onto her hips. He left smears of flour on her body as he straightened and brought his rampant cock to her entrance. Looking down at her rounded bum he steered his knob in and sheathed his cock in her cunt.
“Now give me a good seeing to. Fuck me. Fuck my brains out.”
Ricky was still taken aback by the whole thing, hearing this aristocratic woman make out to be a cock hungry slut. Her hefty tits hung beneath her as his hands roamed all over her voluptuous body. The simple act of screwing her doggy style was turning him on big time. She could feel his buttocks clenching sporadically as he hammered into her from behind. He gave her a steady rhythm, sawing in and out of her as his hips rocked back and forth. The lips of her sodden pussy dragged along his rigid shaft each time he withdrew it from her before providing her with another pleasurable deep thrust. She could feel her enflamed folds hugging his slick erection with each piston thrust of the virile teenager.
Her fists beat on the table, sending flour and sugar all over. The sound of his gorgeous cock pounding her dripping wet pussy and her need to cum, sent her over the edge. The scent of his sweat and his heavy breathing was equally intoxicating. She rolled her hips and arched her back to alter the angle of penetration so she could feel the head of his dick reach new depths. The nympho MILF was completely lost in the moment as his hand squeezed her hips and he thrust into her with one almighty lunge. He then pulled back and his shiny hose slipped free.
“Shit!” she groaned at the sensation of suddenly being empty of dick.
But her frustration barely lasted seconds as the horny chap turned her so that her bum sat on the edge of the table. Her naked form was lightly dusted in white flour as he placed her legs in the crook of his arms and hammered into her once more. He wormed his entire length into her ballsdeep in the hottest fuck of his life. They were both sweating and panting as he got into his vinegar strokes. The sweet friction of his rod thrusting in and out of her made her climax there and then.
“Won…der…ful!”
Lady Penelope revelled in her orgasm and her fluids trickled down from her hot pussy and wetted the cleft in her cheeks. Ricky began to increase the pace, gripping her thighs tighter in a bruising grasp. Perspiration prickled his skin as he threw his head back.
“You may cum inside me.”
Ricky nodded in thanks as he was unable to hold back anyway. The intense clenching of her pussy caused his cock to pulse and swell as his cum coated her inner walls. His body wilted, and he partially fell on top of her before he remembered his place. With his remaining strength, he hoisted himself up and stepped back. Penny chuckled as she looked at herself, leaking jizz and leaving clouds of flour in the air.
“Ricky? Are you down there?”
“It’s Cook. Quickly. I know of another exit.”
Lady Penelope took him by the hand, and the two naked and soiled lovers slipped out the back.
x
Jimmy Russel was his name, and he was young, goodlooking, and full of oldfashioned English spunk. At the tender age of twentythree, he packed some perfectly proportioned lean muscle on his sixfoot frame and had an open face that made him lots of friends. Born in Dorking, he was a Surrey lad through and through and loved the outdoors. He had been successful in acquiring a job at Williamson Manor as a gardener, although he still hadn’t met Her Ladyship yet. She had been away in London for a few days tending to business. The butler had approved the position and had promised Lady Penelope she would be most satisfied with his choice.
When she returned, Her Ladyship was in a foul mood, having been in the company of stuffy old lawyers and equally horrid females who looked as if they wouldn’t know a good time even if it bit them on the arse. So when the Rolls hit the gravel outside the Manor house, Penny was intrigued to see the heartwarming, not to mention the loins warming sight of Jimmy stripped to the waist with his bared torso glistening in the sun. He was busy in the shrubs, pruning and raking with a happy demeanour.
“That must be the new chap. Brook? Have him come to my study immediately.”
“Very well, My Lady.”
Once inside the house, she was greeted immediately by her trusty butler who awaited her pleasure.
“I’ll take a pot of tea, Parsons. And then I want to meet the new chap.”
“That would be Russel, Milady. I took the liberty of hiring him in your absence. I trust you won’t be disappointed. He has somewhat of a reputation with the young local ladies and has acquired the nicknames of Jimmy the Jammer and Jelly Roll Jimmy.”
“Indeed?” Penny cocked her head at the interesting titbit. “He seems to have settled in fairly quickly. I saw him half naked in the shrubs. I shall have to inform him of one or two of my quirks as it were.”
“Understood. Tea will be served shortly.”
Penny changed quickly and returned to her study. lit up a cigarette and stood by the unlit fireplace. Within two minutes, Russel was ushered inside by Parsons.
“Stand there and don’t speak unless permitted to do so.”
Before leaving the room, the butler laid a silver tray on a small table and poured a cup of Darjeeling from the teapot. Jimmy felt as if he had entered into a foreign world as he looked around the room with the plush carpet and ornate chairs. The walls were decorated in a pastel type of paper and were adorned with many oil paintings. He felt the eyes of the middleaged blonde staring at him as she sat primly in her armchair. She had an inscrutable look on her face as she occasionally sipped tea from a China cup.
“I believe you are twentythree years of age. Local chap too, right?”
“Correct, My Lady.”
“And unattached?” he nodded in the affirmative, shifting from one foot to the other nervously as she continued. “Have you ever heard of me?”
“Don’t think so. Nice place you have. Especially the grounds. I like working outdoors.”
Her Ladyship sat in a leather chair over a century old and finished her tea, depositing the cup on the saucer with a jolly chink. He had rarely been in such proximity to someone of her standing and had to put on a brave smile. He stole a look at the woman’s vast cleavage that was unashamedly displayed from the crisscross halter neck of her formfitting red dress. The y attire was light and stretchy and brazenly showed off every luscious curve of her body.
“I want you to understand at the outset, that I have the first and last word whilst you are on my premises. I never take no for an answer and I expect complete loyalty and obedience. Furthermore, I don’t want to see you half undressed in the outdoors, by the way.”
“Oh, right. I do like to have a tan. I worship the sun.”
Penny raised a brow and shifted in her chair. The short hem rose up her toned legs and showed her bare thighs. The tall chap waited dutifully before her but felt his armpits dampening his shirt as he grew ever more anxious. A feeling washed over him when he surmised the glamazonian had more than a casual interest in his physique.
“Really? Take off your shirt and show me.”
Jimmy hesitated and then drew his top over his head, bearing his hairless chest. Sweat had trickled down from his underarms and the massive spread of his bronzed well wellmuscled torso glistened in the daylight that streamed through the uncovered windows. The leather belt which tightened the waistband of his blue jeans emphasized his tiny waist and the denim hugged his chunky thighs delightfully. His face was filled with consternation as he stood halfnaked in the presence of this ravishing female.
“Well. I do like to sunbathe whenever I go abroad. I prefer an allover tan myself. And you?”
“Er…”
“Let me see your legs. Come on, I haven’t got all day.”
Jimmy shrugged and he dragged the zipper of his jeans down and tugged the denims down to his knees. The cool air of the airconditioned room bathed his perspiring loins. His pulse raced as he stood patiently in silence. The wealthy gentlewoman got up and scrutinized his tanned thighs and calves. Now she was close up he inhaled her expensive scent and his dick began to take on breathtaking proportions in his tiny briefs. Her voluptuous figure was outlined to perfection in her clingy dress and the halter top cupped her swaying bosom deliciously as she circled the man.
“Hmm, interesting development. Do you have any white bits?”
“White bits?”
“Those parts of the body that don’t normally see the sun.”
Her face was charismatic with her fair hair framing the palest of skin. Her bluegrey eyes reflected a definite uality and his dick stirred as he understood she was simply a magnetic force to which he was drawn. A provocative smile came over her face as she suddenly tore his briefs down his taut thighs, revealing his milky white buttocks.
“Bloody hell, woman!”
Jimmy was over six feet tall and wellmuscled, and the cock between his corded thighs looked to be almost nine inches long. As he began to rise to the occasion his organ stuck up like a poker. Penny squeezed it at the root and pointed it up at a right angle. He swallowed hard as slender fingers snaked around his erection and danced brazenly along his thumping shaft. Her scarletpainted nails and frenetic caresses resembled the claw of a tigress.
“This is quite pale, but gaining more and more of a purplish hue.”
Penny was delighted to find that he hung like a stallion. His manhood stiffened before her eyes, swelling with blood and throbbing for attention. The shaft was thick and vascular, and the head was fat and tapered nicely.
“You’re putting me in an awkward position, Milady.”
“What position do you want me to put you in?” she retorted with a cheeky grin, gripping his boner in a tight fist.
“I’m just a quiet smalltown chap. All this is happening so fast.”
“There is nothing small about you, young man. Or should I call you Jimmy the Jammer?”
“Oh, so you know a bit of my, um, prowess with the ladies.”
“Quite. And as your employer, I demand you show me what you’re made of.”
Her Ladyship came close again, touching his chest with her big tits as she hugged him. She tilted her head up and kissed him passionately. It was the kiss of a mad MILF who was up for anything and everything. Her tongue found his as his hands grabbed her bum and pulled her against him. His erection brushed the inside of her left inner thigh and her pussy became moist within seconds.
“Easy, tiger,”
Moving her hands back to their position, the ravishing noblewoman jerked his flagpole of a dick in both hands, pumping up and down so fast that they began to blur. Going onto her haunches in front of the dumbfounded man, she opened her mouth and latched onto the spongy tip. The experienced MILF continued to amaze as she used her tongue to make teasing circles around the helmet. With a yummy sound, Lady Penelope began to suck in inch after inch of solid dick into her throat.
Jimmy could only look on incredulously as his salivacovered log stuck out of her face in an undignified manner. She then spat him out with a snort and a cough. Snot bubbles formed in her nostrils as she stepped back and let the top of her dress drop to reveal her vast mammaries. He watched her as she gathered up her great bosom to make one big tit. Jimmy thrust up into her enormous cleavage as she started to give him a tit fuck.
Jimmy bucked. His pelvis thrust up as he fucked the Amazon’s vast globes. Penny dipped her head and her pursed lips met his darkened glans with sloppy kisses when his halfstrangled shaft emerged from her fleshy envelope. She laughed as she squeezed harder and guided his rod along the slick velvet crevice of her beautiful boobs. The horny fellow didn’t know what to do with his hands so he put them on his hips and as he plunged her depths more deeply. He looked down to see her mammoth breasts smothering his cock and her tongue licking and lapping on his knob.
“Oh, spit!”
Jimmy groaned out loud and tossed his back as he unloaded in her greasy cleavage. Penny felt his big balls swell as a river of cum cascaded out from between her tit tunnel and oak the front of her lowered dress. She released the meaty length of his dribbling but still hard cock and retrieved a Kleenex from the table and cleaned up her creamed cleavage.
“That won’t come out. My dress is ruined.”
Penny let the stained dress slide down her belly and shapely legs to gather at her highheeled shoes. Jimmy gulped as he looked at her plump bottom and protruding mons that filled out her skimpy panties. As he gripped his aching prick, he took in her exposed body—all bottom, thighs, and breasts. Despite her age, he thought the woman to be a voluptuous work of art. She sat in her chair, lifted her long legs, and drew her underwear off. She moved to the very edge of the seat and opened her thighs. Jimmy stared at her golden bush and noted how darker the colour was compared to her hair that flowed down her heaving tits.
“So, Jellyroll. I perceive your cock is still ready and willing despite that tsunami between my boobs. I want you to shag me. Be forceful with me too. Make me do the things you want. Fuck me like the man you claim you are.”
Jimmy shrugged and moved in. There could be no backing down now. He got onto his knees and aimed his cock at her pussy mound. Her Ladyship smiled, her naked bottom shifting accordingly as he bumped his bell end against her wet folds. Inch by inch, he slid into her and her labia spread out accordingly.
“Larvelee! Niiice! I love it when a man enters me for the first time. I exist to be take cocks. To be fucked and pleasured by young and virile bucks. Give me all you have.” He gave a shove and he speared her on half of his length. “Nice and big. Sweet.”
With that compliment reaching his ears, Jimmy surged forward, driving his cock into her juicy muff like a battering ram. Each probing motion pushed his cock a little deeper into her cunt, and the eminent Lady at how he spread her out with his powerful and athletic pelvic thrusts. She clung to the armrests and tilted her chin up majestically as he slammed into her as per her request for a bit of rough. The fuck was exquisite, and in her cockinduced frenzy, she cupped her titanic tits. Jimmy’s armpits flowed with sweat and his manly odour pleased the MILF as he began her with faster and even brutal thrusts, crushing his groin against her muff each time he slid home. He became an animal, focused only on his own impending release, and Penny surrendered to the man had become, shrieking loudly as he positively reamed her quim.
“Marvelous! Top man. Use my cunt!”
Hammering away with punishing speed, Jimmy did just that as he leaned over and smothered the front of her left tit with his hungry mouth. Her inner thighs and belly were dappled in his sweat as he suddenly reared as it prepared to deliver his second load in just thirty minutes.
“Here we go!”
Thrusting home one last time, Jimmy pulled out prudently and came violently over her belly and boobs with incredible spurts of cum that spat out of his turgid dick. He erupted again and again in long gushes that grew weaker with each spasm of his loins. When he finally finished coming, Lady Penelope stared down in disbelief at his cock which astonishingly showed no sign of shrinking.
“Amazing, young man,” she gasped as she raised her heaving, wellfucked body from the chair. “That was most impressive.”
The blonde seductress pushed the ripped gardener in the chest and he flopped back in the same chair, his bum feeling the heat she had left. His boner stood upright and was slick with his cum and her juices. The wealthy aristocrat looked radiant, totally ual, and all woman. Her enormous breasts jiggled and her broad hips and ample bottom swayed as she stepped closer. She raised a leg and his eyes focused on her moistened mound.
“Are you on Viagra?” she asked as she deposited her rump in his lap.
Jimmy shook his head as she kissed him hard on the mouth. Her right hand busied itself with fishing for his rockhard organ which she lined up with her divine slit which nectar all over the flared cock head.
“Heavens!” she moaned piteously as she gradually impaled herself on his jumbo column of flesh.
She began to push her hips down, engulfing his length in her sloppy cunt. She inhaled deeply and she slammed her hips back and forth with his cock fully inside her molten pussy. He throbbed hotly inside her and his slickness made for a most satisfactory rut. She was also stretched wide from the earlier and she began to rise and fall repeatedly and at a fair rate. Jimmy was in awe. He was being screwed by a much older woman who put into the shade most of his younger lovers. This ravishing beauty seemed to be in a perpetual state of ecstasy as her curvy body rocked in his lap. She moaned loudly and her bluegrey eyes rolled wildly as she wallowed in the tidal waves of pleasure that resulted in riding his pole. Her pussy spasmed and spurted her cum as she fell across his chest in bliss. Her lower body did not cease bucking as she allowed herself to cum.
“Do you have any more of that jam?” she managed to utter in her rapture.
“Yeah.”
“Then you may cum inside me.”
Penny’s pussy clamped hard on his thick shaft as he finally unleashed another wad. Her head lolled back as she lost the strength to hold it up and she welcomed the creamy cum that rocketed up inside her. Her cunt quivered and pulsated around his twitching prick which she kept hotly lodged inside her.
“Where do you get all of this jizz?”
Jimmy grabbed onto her outlandish bosom as he sent spurt after spurt into her cunt. Even after three orgasms, the chap was stiff and hard. Penny sat motionless in his lap. Her divine body was glowing as she gathered her wits. Slowly, she let his dick slide out of her as she raised herself off his towering cock. She smiled as they both watched the trail of cum leaking from her wellused muff.
“That was outrageous. You must have two prostate glands. Quite amusing. I have a feeling you’re going to fit in splendidly. Now go. I’m sure you have duties to perform. Toddle off, there’s a good chap.”
Jimmy gathered his things and made his way back to the outdoors. He took one more look at his handiwork. The stillnaked noblewoman stood with her hands on her hips and with a superior expression on her face. She lit up a cigarette and took a long pull on it before exhaling blue smoke up to the ceiling. Did she do this sort of thing daily he wondered as he left her alone. Probably, he thought as he tugged his jeans back on.
END
