Milf ( 1 )

It was getting to be too practically. Why on terra firma didn't they just sell the mansion when they inherited it instead of moving in. This was an elite housing demesne and we had no way for working class louts like them. The unremitting noise when the parents were at work was getting be just too much, and now it was the holiday period I would throw to put up with it all day, every day. Finally I just exploded. I jumped up off my sun bed and stormed over to the fence.

"Could you please hold on the noise down."I shouted,"Have you no regard for former people."

"Oh err, yes sorry."The young brother said, obviously trying to stop himself from laughing.

I was fuming. I turned my binding to them and stormed into the home, pouring myself a cup of coffee. Determined to get back my calm air. While the noise outside was less than it was, I could still hear it and it grated on my normally serene boldness. They had moved in over a year ago when their family member died and left them the holding. The noise had steadily got regretful and worse. From revving their cars to group of youths playing in their swim puddle, and partying what seemed to me to be every night.

The following day I had just finished my housework and was settling down to a cup of coffee when there was a belt a the doorway. I never had caller-out so was somewhat surprised to say the least. I was even more surprised to see the two brothers from next doorway standing there.

"Yes."I said sharply,"What do you want ?"

Maybe I should introduce myself before we go any further. My name is Gwen. I am 43 and have been widowed for the close five years. The loss of my husband was devastating for me, but thankfully he left me well provided for. I hadn't worked since we got married so when he died I was at a total red ink as to what to do so bemuse myself into keeping busy. I used my husbands gym every day to keep fit. Did my housework and generally took care of myself and my surround. I am 5'6"tall with a slim figure. Except for my rather prominent boob which at 36DD and with a 32"waist seemed to jut out of my chest like molehills. I never had visitors and hated wearing a bra so when at home I never did.

When I answered the door I was dressed in a mid length summertime dress that buttoned up the forepart. Due to the hot summer weather I wore it candid necked. It did show some cleavage but not enough to be indecent.

"Err. Well…"Tom said,"err. Could we possibly come in for a import ?"He asked. Being in his twenties and the older pal he was taking the lead in whatever this was.

I stepped back and pointed to the left."The kitchen is through there."I said still annoyed but singular as to what it was they wanted. I sat on a ordure and the stood by the doorway looking at me. As I sat down the lower portion wearing apparel, not having any button slid off my human knee. I pulled it together and held it in place.

"So ?"I asked.

Mark, the young brother, about eighteen at a conjecture managed to take his eyes off my legs,"Well we told mum that we upset you yesterday and she said we should apologise."

Like I said before I never had visitant, especially not men so having these two young men in my kitchen blatantly looking me over which they were I found quite annoying."Well if that's all…"

"Well no."Tom said confidently,"It's not. Why are you so horrible to people all the time. You could have just asked us to be quiet. You didn't have to shut like that."

I was shocked. I was even more shock to see a clump rising in his trunks. I looked Mark and he too had a glob in his short pants. Surely this was nothing to do with me but I just couldn't take my eyes off it, going from one to the other. The more I looked the more that chunk seemed to grow.

"Well yes."I said softly, forcing myself to avert my gaze from that ever increasing bulge."Maybe I did over react a trivial. I am no-count for that. So you can go now. Please."

"Well mum said we should offer to maybe do some task for you."Mark said with a obscene smiling on his face,"Like mow the lawn or reduce the hedge."

"Err no that's fine."I said, letting my dress go and standing up,"I will see you out."

"Its not us you want to see out is it Gwen ?"stain said stepping forward, closing off my way to the hall.

My gaze just went down all by itself. I jerked my eyes back to him."I would like to exit now."

"This is what you want out isn't it Gwen ?"He took my hand and guided it towards that lump. Try as I may my hand would not obey my dictation and the moment his gruelling polyester covered pecker was in my hand. A mo later and my other hand to was full of harness. They kept hold of my deal and guided it up and down as I stammered to say something, anything to abnegate their claims.

I had been married so knew that men had urges. Once we found out that my hubby couldn't get me fraught we just accepted things as they were, and surely enough our sex spirit dwindled to nothing. And I had accepted it. Even when we had a sex life it wasn't anything unusual. So to be standing in my kitchen with a hard putz in each bridge player was totally alien to me. What was even More extraneous was the fact that I didn't sidesplitter for help.

Tom had undone 3 clit on my frock before I even realised that my hand was s till rubbing his hard cock, and even when I did realise it I didn't stop."What are you doing ?"I asked without any article of faith at all.

"We are going to have a well old suck on your tits."Mark said. And before I knew it I had a young bore mouthpiece sucking on each breast. The air was knocked out of me, and any resistance with it. The ace running up and down my organic structure were just so alien to me. I was totally confused by them. My hands were now free but instead of pushing them away, they rested on the heads that were now feeding on my puff up tit. Pulling them closer.

Then hands were running up my legs and between my privileged second joint to my, to my."Oh god."I moaned.

The first I knew that they had removed my step-in was the spirit of the impudent morning air coming in the kitchen windowpane brushing over my trimmed pussy.

"What are you doing. You can't do this."I sighed without any conviction.

target sat on the kitchen table and I was turned to face him."Nice snatch Gwen."He said crudely,"I am going to have some of that later. For now you can get your lips around this."

"I can't."I said giving some resistivity,"I don't know how."

"Don't vexation about that I will indicate you."He pulled my head down and rammed his stopcock into my protesting mouth. He pushed me down as far as he could. I struggled to rive away but he held me tightly ramming his cock further and further. Making me gag and combat for breath.

Then a acutely bother as a rock hearty hammer penetrated my pussy. Only the second one that had ever entered me. And it wasn't gentle. Ramming harder and harder in to me as Tom grunted louder and louder. If that had been the worst matter then I could take in suffered it but it wasn't. The very regretful affair was my body was in total unison with them. Reacting like it had never reacted before. I moaned loudly and pushed back on him as I forced that stopcock as deep as I could and then hurl my head down as so far the cock pushed past my oesophagus and into my throat.

"Told you she would be a safe shtup didn't ?"Mark said with a laugh.

"Her twat is so fucking tight bro you got ta have some I tell you."Tom cried.

"I want her piece of ass stag jam as well mate."cross replied,"Wait till we get the others round here she is gon na get it on it I tell you."

The idea of them handing me round their booster horrified me. But right now my main concern was the orgasm that was crashing up from my breadbasket and with a huge scream out of my backtalk. Throwing the stopcock out like I had thrown up. My headland lifted and my cry was ferine"wwwhhhhhhhaaannnnnnnaaaaa"It went on forever. I dropped to my knees and Mark lifted my head by the fuzz as he manually made himself get along. Spitting his filthy cum all over my hair and face. At the Lapplander time his brother made a final drive as he fill my slit, or as it seemed I was now his slut maybe I should say my ‘ cunt'with his juice.

A moment later Tom pulled me up by my hair."All respectable sluts clean up their mans cock when he has fucked them."And he pushed his tool into my mouth. I did what I could but I was shaking so often I was afraid I would bite it off or something. Finally he let me go.

"We will get started in the garden Gwen."Tom said,"make some coffee and put your dress on. And don ‘ t clean up. I love the look of a well shagged slut."

"Yes and don't do the dress up. Or clean that dear succus off your slut face."brand said,"And those pantie might as well go in the bin. Great tits by the way. piece of ass me Tom I really want to jazz that shitter of hers."

"You will but Army of the Pure get some of this work done. Just enough for mum to make out we did as she asked. Just the grass will do for today."

It took them half an hour to cut the gage and then they came back in and drank their coffee."sentence to learn how to suck rooster proper Gwen."Tom said sitting on the settee with his legs cattle farm."kneeling down here."He added, pointing between his undecided legs.

I did as he told me without even wanting to abnegate him and then taking his turncock into my mouthpiece I followed his instructions.

Meanwhile scrape had started to feel my pussy and then putting his sopping finger into my knit bum hole. The thought of his cock going into that darkest situation terrified me. I was sure he would tear me in half but I just could resist. I was completely at their clemency. Once he had three fingers in me he them started with his rooster. After several endeavour finally his putz headspring sipped in. The pain was excruciating and I screamed even with a rima oris wax of shaft. But he didn't halt till he was all the way in."ass me her shitter is fucking well crocked Tom."

Then he fucked me. And he fucked me arduous. It seemed what the brothers were doing to me excited them both as the harder patsy fucked my arse the harder Tom fucked my face boulder clay I could take no more. I screamed in sexual climax as loud as I could. Legs trembling and shaking and thrusting back onto soft touch as he shot another incumbrance of his juice into my back transit. At the same time Tom filled my mouth so much his touchwood ran down my chin and trickled onto my tits.

I sank to the floor. Totally shattered. Mark came round and stood in presence of me so I did what was expected and even though I could smell my own diddlyshit on his cock I cleaned him up.

"That was an awesome day Gwen."Tom said,"we will be back for some more tomorrow."

"Yes"soft touch agreed,"This holiday is going to be really busy now we got ourselves our own slovenly woman cunt to fuck whenever we want."

As they walked out I heard them say something about bringing Carl and his brother the following day.

"No."I said feebly,"You can't tell anybody."But nobody heard. I dragged myself upstairs and soaked in the Bath and even though it was only early on afternoon I went to bed and slept ripe through.

The following morning I got up, showered and dressed in shorts and blouse and went downstairs. Every bone and muscle in my consistence ached. I had breakfast and decided that yesterday was a distant memory that would never happen again.

An hour later They turned up with two huge contraband boy with them. This was Carl and his pal Rio."Oh fuck."Was all I could say .