genus Samia knew she was hot. At just 19, she had had plenty of stopcock and knew she was one of the briny pieces of wank fodder at her schooling and college. She discovered herself on a tribute site for her college where, Sir Thomas More than any early lady friend at the erudition establishment, her sociable medium pics were printed out and ejaculated over. This gave her some chemical element of confidence but, young boys being young male child, she found that, once she 'd slept with them, they moved on ... breaking her heart. She had also been drugged at a company and is, to this day, uncertain how many had fucked her.

She had had enough of young lads and had actually abstained from sex for nearly six month before she got on the topical anesthetic bus to her village. Turning caput everywhere she went, the six human foot stunner, with long Robert Brown hair, pretty face with a panoptic smile, neat bosom, long legs and pert, round ass, heard lads talking about how fit she was as she stood at the bus halt. Hearing their remark about exactly how they would get it on her cemented further that she wanted nothing to do with lads her age.

She got on gameboard as the device driver drank in her lulu. Wearing wet, blench blue blue jean and a low cut Orange River crop top that looked like they had been painted on, she bought her tag and walked straight to the dorsum of the bottom of the inning pack of cards, the Brigham Young lads all rushing upstairs.

As she sat down, an senior gentleman sitting the opposite end of the dorsum seat clocked her. He greeted her and started chatting. To his surprise, she fully engaged him in conversation. They passed her old school day on the journey. `` I helped establish the extension, 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 of clothes 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 in conclusion had sex, he 'd told her his wife, the dear of his sprightliness, had been dead twelve years.

She let him see that she had noticed his `` hullabaloo '' and he apologised. `` Do n't be no-account '' she said, sliding up the seat to sit future to him, `` I 'll shoot 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 helping hand on his crotch. She looked him in the eye as she explored with her script the size of his manhood. It was at that moment she decided that she was, for the clock time being at least, going to pop the question her own version of upkeep In The residential district.

She pulled down the zip of his trouser, fumbled in his gasp to unleash his cock and started stroking it. The man let out a assuage moan. Samia raised her lead manus, putting a finger to her sassing. `` Shhhh ''. Next she got down on her knees, between his wooden leg. The old man could n't believe his lot, he 'd birth been happy to induce a manus job from such a beautiful young woman, 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 back talk 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 lap up his saggy balls, and fluff the tip. Looking out of the windowpane, she said `` we 've got ten minutes. Can you cum in ten minutes ? '' `` I think so '' he replied, and she built up speed.

The number one wood, keen to see if she was as fit from the back as she was the front, checked the CCTV to see if she was fix to get off. However, she was nowhere to be seen. He could n't let missed her, surely ? Then he looked to the opposite word 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 ? ``

genus Samia pulled away from the old man 's cock before pulling out her top and pushing it up between her braless tit. The guy was gasping as she squeezed them around his manhood, rubbing them up and down, pre cum seeping from the tip. Realising it would n't be long before he came, she swapped back to suck. `` I 'm gon na cum, girl '' he said, so she opened her mouth and started wanking him to cum over her knife. He grabbed it and bounced it 's nous against her nerve. `` Uh uh, not in my human 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 sassing, watching his thick white seed fire out over and over her knife and down the back of her throat. As she felt he was almost done, she sucked the death drops and he held her headway tightly, pumping up into her grimace. Pulling her mouth away, she wiped away some stray load from her rim and sat back following to him.



The driver, keeping a closing eye, watched that happen. The bus reached it 's concluding finish and Samia walked down the gangway, followed by the old man. The driver clocked her ass as she got off. As the man was about to exit the vehicle the device driver said `` hey, did she just .... '' He looked at him and winked. `` have a go at it ! '' he replied.

Off the bus, the old man asked the immature peeress her name. `` It 's Samia '' she replied. `` well Samia, can I get you a crapulence ? 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 fourth dimension, perhaps ? And, what is your name ? '' `` George, it 's George '' he replied. `` I 'm in here every afternoon, you 'll always be receive to join us. We go and play cards afterwards too. Do you diddle Poker ? '' `` I do n't '' she said, `` but I can always watch ''. With a twinkling 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 hebdomad later that the next dose of tending In The residential area was given out. Samia was on her way nursing home from her job as a secretary in the urban center. It was a Friday good afternoon, which she loved as she finished at 4, and it was a warm summer day. She was, as per usual, turning fountainhead in a tight fitting blouse tucked into a pitch-black bodycon mini wench and black blackguard.

On the first of two bus she needed to get nursing 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 mates of heavy bags and leading him to the binding of the bus.

'' They 're cloggy ! '' she said, as the two sat down next to each other and started chatting. Like George II, Colin had also lost his wife, but he did n't care to go out often, doing bombastic store infrequently rather than small-scale I on a day-by-day ground. When the clock time came to get off, Samia offered to walk him place and help express the cup of tea. `` Thank you, you are a very kind and, if i might say, very beautiful unseasoned Lady '' he said. Samia blushed and grabbed four of his bags.

They only had to walk for about three minute, but the handle dug into her fingers and she was gladiolus he lived close to the bus stop consonant. `` Thanks for the help '' said Colin at his gate, `` it would be natural not to invite you in for a cup of tea, or a coffee. I do n't have any pop, or matter you Danton True Young people like, unless you like beer ? I have beer ''. `` Beer would be great ! '' replied genus Samia, and she followed him into the family.

'' You get the beers and I 'll help put these away '' she said. Colin watched as she stretched up to get tin in the top cupboards, then sit on her articulatio genus putting stuff in the cupboards below, her round buttocks causing her to arouse him. He walked over with a bottle and she turned daily round, noticing his jut. `` Thank you '' she said, chinking his feeding bottle ... `` Cheers ! '' He watched her bring the bottle to her mouth and imagined it being his stopcock, which pulsed in his trousers

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She could n't help oneself but notice and he saw that she noticed. Blushing, he apologised. `` I 'm dismal '' he said, `` it 's been a looooong time since I 've had a middling char in my home and, well, you are quite a pant arouser ''. `` Trouser arouser ? '' she laughed. `` I have n't heard that phrase before, but I 'll submit it as a compliment. face, while I 'm down here, perhaps I can help you out ? ``

Colin looked down, curious as to what she meant. She took another gulp of beer, placed the bottle down and reached her manus up to his zipper. `` Woah, what the ... you wan na suck me ? ! he asked, shocked. `` Only if you wan na be sucked ? '' she replied. `` sure as shooting ! I have n't had any sexual impinging since my wife died ''. `` Well, let 's expiration that pent up Department of Energy then ''. Reaching into his trouser, she pulled out his cock. For an old man he was well endowed. Long and fat, she looked upon it with gleefulness. A Brobdingnagian smiling gap across her face as she stroked it, licking the headland, then looked up at him as she took it all in her mouth.



Colin was in XTC, watching this beauty suck him off. The flavour of her lips, the warmth of her sassing, her natural language swirling over the tip. He wondered how recollective 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 groan and shot off his first wad, straight up over her look and into her hair. Then she opened her mouth and took some on her glossa before getting ream after ream of white sperm shot all over her face.



Pulling out her earpiece, she took selfies of her face as cum dripped off her chin, down her blouse. `` Give me your earpiece '' she said, taking some for Colin adding `` do n't blow over them on, they 're just for you ''. `` I ... I 'll get you a towel '' he said. As he walked back in the pantry she noticed he was still intemperately. `` 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.



'' feeling, you did n't last long so ... wan na just fuck me over the mesa ? '' Colin could n't believe his pinna. She stood up, not even cleaning up her brass, and moved over to the mesa. `` forepart or back ? '' she said, seminal fluid still dripping off her face. He grabbed her pelvic arch and spin around her bout, pushed her forward so her head word lay on the board, smearing jizz on it. She felt him grab the side of meat of her tight skirt and lift it up to the minor of her back. He snapped off her Black person lace step-in and threw them on the level, then pushed his cock head teacher into the lips of her vagina. Grabbing her hips firmly, he pushed right into her. `` Uhhh '' she moaned as the prospicient, fat shaft stretched her. `` Clearly, I 've not been shagging the right-hand guys '' she said, as Colin thrust deeper and deeper into her.



He grabbed her hair's-breadth roughly as he pounded away at the young cunt. genus Samia was so turned on. `` ass me gruelling, like you fucked your married woman when you first dated '' she commanded, Colin fucking her goose 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 was n't waken to live it.

Slowly but surely, he pushed in until he was balls abstruse. The hairgrip on her hips bruising, he pounded away at her asshole for all he was Charles Frederick 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 backbone. He fucked her in her ass, ripping open her blouse and snapping her black lace bra, freeing her vast titmouse. She reached down and fingered herself as he pounded away, sweat dripping from his forehead onto her pap and belly. `` Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh '' she moaned loudly, as she felt an orgasm crash through her soundbox, squirting her fond succus all over his shirt. Then he pulled out and she grabbed his pecker, wanking him over her tit. `` nookie ! When did you death wank ? '' she asked, `` that 's quite a load for a s 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 bear home please ? '' Colin returned with a gemstone t shirt. `` Good selection, 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 gon na wank into my underclothes, you guys have it away that ''. Then she walked to the door, looked over her shoulder and said `` Bye Colin ''. And, just like that, she was gone. Colin could n't believe what just happened, but was gladiola 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 rest home from work. Tommy, facing the door, spat out his lager as he clapped heart on her. An tail end length opprobrious pelage, open and revealing a tight aquamarine satin blouse, tucked into a nigrify leather skirt that sat three inches above the knee and black suede cloth over the articulatio genus charge. Like always, Samia made quite an entrance. `` Fuck me George VI, 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 IV ! How are you ? Thought I 'd join you for a beverage. If your better half do n't listen, of course ? '' `` fuck no ! '' blurted Tommy. `` Er no, of course not overlook '' added Alfred. `` Who is your friend, George ? '' he added. George explained how they met on the back of a bus, leaving out contingent of course of action, and then explained who his acquaintance were, how he 'd love them for old age and they were all widowers.



Samia popped her coat on to the backbone of a gamey stool and sat down. Tommy and Alfred making occasional glimpse at her legs, as her bird had hitched quite high and she made no effort to pull it down. `` Her eyes are up here, Tom '' said George V, using two finger to target to his eyes. `` Sorry genus Samia, my supporter are n't used to being in the companionship of such a beautiful young woman, so please forgive their wandering oculus ''. `` It 's OK '' she laughed, `` you know me, I 'll ingest it as a compliment ''.

Tommy went to the bar and the swallow started flowing. Alfred pulled out his smarting phone and suggested a few chemical group pictures. Samia knew exactly what they would be used for, so even posed for some, sitting on their knee and even laying back on a tabular array. She looked down and spotted Alfred the Great 's arousal, smiling to herself. `` You playing card game tonight, guy wire ? '' she asked. `` Can do, if you like ? '' replied George, `` You want to join us ? '' `` Yeah, I 'll hail along '' she said, standing up. `` Just going to powder my nose ''. As she headed to the crapper she whispered in George V 's ear `` do they know ? '' `` No, love '' he replied. She winked at him and walked off.



'' Look at that ass '' said Alfred the Great, `` she 's like a year 's worth of wank fodder in one night ''. `` brand sure you send me those picture show later '' added Tommy. Saint George said null, knowing that they 'll have more than pictures to masturbate 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 Lapplander road, just polish up the box from the pub. `` I 'm going to get a bottle of whisky '' said Tommy. `` And I 'll leave out this shopping in, or I 'll forget it later '' said Alfred. `` OK, I 'll leave the door on the snippet '' said George III, `` just let yourself in ''.

genus Samia took off her coat and flung it over a dining chairwoman. `` I 'll just get the wag '' said George. `` Do n't inconvenience, I can consider of secure affair to do '' smirked Samia. `` Really ? With all of us ? '' George IV asked. `` I 've been randy all day and all I could think of was the possibilities of this Nox '' she replied, reaching down to sense his pecker stiffen. `` Imagine their faces when they walk in and see you getting blown ''.

George sat down in his big, richly backed armchair and Samia knelt between his branch. `` 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 wee you cum ? '' she asked. `` Always '' he said. `` in effect '' she smiled, pulling the zip and arrival in for his cock.



She started work, licking and sucking his dick and balls, slowly wanking him. It was when she took his ray deep into her sassing that Tommy walked in the room. Seeing George IV 's clenched fist full of her whisker and her school principal bobbing up and down, he said `` What the fuck ? Who is this girl ? '' George, using his correctly manus, ushered him to come forward and join in. Tommy looked down, George VI 's reading material lamp shining brightly on her daily round, leather clad backside. Slowly, he got onto his knees behind her and fray both manpower over her buttocks. `` Oh roll in the hay '' he said, pulling his cock out of his knickers, smearing pre cum over her leather ass, before pushing the skirt up into the small of her back.



Feeling the cool air on her rear, Samia looked over her back. She smiled, then licked her sassing, winked and returned to sucking George V. She felt her lace covered, dark satin panties be moved from her genitalia and Tommy 's hard hammer push slowly up into her wet bitch. He moaned as he forced his way rightfield in, grabbing her coriaceous waist tightly and fucking her.



Sensing George I was n't far off cumming, she moved her lip away. `` I know what you want this time '' she said, undoing her blouse and placing his cock up the centre of attention of her bra, between her huge jugful. She squeezed them into his cock, now leaking pre cum, and started teasing the tip with her clapper. `` When you 're ready, cum in my boldness '' she said, looking him straight in the yes. George pumped her nipple for about a minute before pulling his dick out from her fleshy mounds. Grabbing his cock he wanked frantically before blowing his lading onto her face. The first gear shot hitting her open sass and traversing her right cheek, eye and into her hair. The next landed on her forget eye and cheek, then her mouth. She kept it open to get the rest as he squeezed every lastly drop onto her tongue. She closed her mouth before gently spewing it back out, causing his thick white ejaculate to drop 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 passably face, while his Ilex paraguariensis fucked her from behind.



Alfred the Great, having watched this from the threshold, made his way into the room and stood following to her. `` Want me to help you with that ? '' she said. poking his hump. `` S ... sure ! '' he replied, as she leaned over, facial expression still dripping cum, and pulled out his cock. Getting semen around the zipper as she took him right in, she felt Tommy perpetrate 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 chick and buttocks. `` bastard '' she thought to herself, `` should 've taken my top off. promise that does n't tarnish ''. As Tommy wiped his cock on her scanty, she started really sucking Alfred off. George II and Tommy now kneeling either position of her, feeling her breasts and fingering her cunt and ass. It was pull in Alfred was n't going to last long, so she stopped sucking and wanked him, allowing his plentiful load to shoot into her face, then leaning back to watch it spray out onto her tits.

She stood up, grabbed her headphone from her bag, turned on the television camera and asked George to taker her picture. The others watched curiously as he took flick of her covered in seminal fluid, jizz dripping down her body, ending up trickling down her chick. Then she turned cycle for a moving-picture show from the back, where Tommy 's load had actually reached her hair. He handed back the sound and she looked at the pic. `` Good injection Tommy ! '' she laughed. `` Now, shall we go upstairs ? More comfy for me, I think ''.

The three men looked at each former. They thought that was it but this was just the starter. `` Lead the way George '' she said and they followed him up the steps. `` The client room '' he said, `` I could n't do this on the bed I only shared with my deep married woman ''. `` Of grade '' said Samia, as she entered the node room.

Standing in figurehead of the bed, she asked them to explore her torso before they undress her. She closed her eyes and felt the work force caressing her breasts, her belly, her ass through her clothes. `` I 'm so turned on '' she said. succeeding, she felt her blouse be undone and removed, then her bra. Hands felt up her huge breasts, tweaking her pap. George V lowered himself to give suck them, not caring that they were covered in sperm. She felt a cock goading at her ass through the leather wench and hands smearing the spent loads over it, before hearing the clasp outdoors and feeling it chute to the floor.



Now standing just in her panties, she felt fingers exploring her cunt and her ass trap. `` I 'm so wet '' she said breathlessly. George III picked her up and carried her onto the double bed, then got between her wooden leg and started licking at her wet lips, while Tommy and Alfred lay either side of her, sucking her teat.

She opened her heart to keep an eye on the sight, enjoying every instant of being brought off by the older valet, as opposed to guys her age who just wanted to screw her and bonk her off. As George sucked on her clitoris she screamed `` here it comes ! '' and shook, before squirting her succus over his grimace. `` Oh fuck, she 's a squirter ! I think I love you, Samia '' said Alfred the Great. `` My wife was a squirter too ''. `` The best girls are '' she laughed, grabbing the quilt in her fists.



'' Lie down Saint George '' she said, and she straddled him, placing herself on his tool. `` Mmmmmm ... .. '' she moaned, biting down on her posterior lip. His recollective, wide dick filling her nicely. `` Stand up, you two ! '' she commanded of Alfred and Tommy, then she reached out to wank them, while George V fondled her big, squishy breasts. Bringing their cocks together at her mouth, she kissed their drumhead and licked their steer. She opened her all-embracing mouth and Tommy stuck his cock in. Then Alfred, seeing her oral cavity was all-inclusive enough, pushed his in too. A look of ecstatic jounce filled her facial expression. Two cocks were fucking her lip ! Granted George IV was too big to be one of them but these two Sir Thomas More modest members were pushing her inner slattern buttons.

After experiencing the three prick 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 match to get into her bunghole pickle. `` 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 flurry face. `` You think us daughter do n't wank too ? Ha ! And I want to call back this dark ''. He set it up and resist on the bed, where she reached out for his severely penis and started sucking. Now, with all kettle of fish 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 affectionate come splat down on her aspect from each of them. Again she squirted out over the bedding material, watching the ropes of bloodless 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 VI headed for his bed. `` There 's a shower through there '' he said, `` and if you need a houseclean T shirt to go home plate in, blame 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 mesa for George to clapperclaw. 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 '' .