Lady Penelope - The Amorous Milf

"Oh, fuck! You, you big fucker! Give me more!"

There was something about all this that was just so thrilling. Within the time it takes to hard boil an egg, four of them were fucking, squeezing, and smacking her all at once. Penny couldn't really believe that all this was happening, as one of them grabbed the back of her head, and pulled her sharply to the left, feeding her his cock. He pushed right into her throat until his balls rested on her chin, As she gagged, Peacock stroked in and out, matching the pull/push of the man in her mouth.

Then, the other men let go of her legs and the cock buried down her throat withdrew. She choked and spat, but there came no respite.

"Heavens!"

They got her to her feet, lifting her bodily until she was on her knees in the dirt.

Two big cocks bobbed in her face as Noah Cant slid his hands over the cleft of her bum and found the opening of her pussy. Her left leg was lifted up and her voluptuous body was adjusted so that his cock thrust up into her from behind at an angIe. He slammed into her hard, squeezing her breasts as he did so.

His sizeable, grubby paws clamped to her swinging tits as his rapid thrusting was even more testing even than Tate's, filling her to capacity on each firm stroke.

He fucked her evenly and steadily, and Her Ladyship shunted to and fro on her hands and knees, basking in the sheer depravity of it all.

"Owmmm!"

Gleballs and Tate pushed into her mouth in turn over and over again, while Cant fucked her. They owned her right there and then. She was their possession, to be shared and used, as they so wished. Instead of indignation however, Penny was turned on even more. Having her pussy pounded and her mouth abused by four louts was extraordinarily exciting.

When Cant pulled out of her suddenly, she groaned in disappointment. But then, she was filled up again by Gleballs. His hands tightened about her rear as he pushed in. She still drooled on Tate's big knob.

Gleballs pulled her back by her elbows as he knelt up behind her and brought her into a semi-sitting position. As he thrust up into her, he pulled her down hard directly onto his entire length.

Like one team member passing a football, Her Ladyship was lifted up and unceremoniously plonked onto Peacock's pole.

Over the next ten minutes, the busty minx was tag-teamed, where they'd switch and move and trade. They all had differing ways of fucking her. One would go slower, one furiously fast. They switched repeatedly, never letting her settle. Whenever she got close to orgasm, they annoyed her by reeling her in, so that her climax would recede.

Lady Penelope was abruptly laid out on the lounge chair on her back once more, her milky white thighs, now displaying soil and dirt, were spread and her gash gaped under the midday sun.

She was all on display, her folds slick and swollen from the fucking she had taken, her clitoris a pulsing button.

"Eat her out, Phil. Come on, boy. What are you waiting for?"

"Do it. For me." Said Penny, staring onto the youthful face of the timid chap.

Out of all the workers, Penny desired him the most, and yet he hadn't touched her intimately in any way. Her eyes took in hid lean, his narrow, long legs and lastly, his tight buttocks. He shot her a look of complete surprise.

He gulped and descended to her exposed snatch. He inhaled her feminine scent through his nostrils, and his erection twitched and throbbed accordingly.

"Mmmm. Delightful."

His right hand touched her left breast and he squeezed it to weigh it up. Her entire naked body was alluring and curvy, and rather grubby. As she moaned, he began to explore the folds of Penny's pussy lips.

The insatiable peeress squirmed as she felt his hot breath caress the curls of her golden pubic hair.

Caught up in the moment, the tender fellow used his tongue to delve into her sodden womanhood He widened her legs and wiggled his tongue all around her mound, flicking at her this way and that, all in swift moves. Whether by intention or not, his nose rubbing lightly against her clit and his lips glued to her quim as he bobbed his head. His gulping and sucking were quite audible, even the seedy remarks from the avidly watching crew of uncontrollable labourers.

In her aroused state, Lady Penelope grabbed hold of his rigid dick, and he leaned back up in surprise.

"Don't you want me?"

"Yes. No! I mean. It's just..."

He had a quiet voice, with a charming Scottish brogue that made her smile at him.

"Oh, move over, you poof. Let the dog see the rabbit."

Drew Peacock laid on top of Penny, looking down on her grimy tits as he guided himself once more inside her fuck hole. His backside began to move up and down between her spread out thighs, and her hands came around his back, sliding down until they were on his taut buttocks. Phil watched his coworker slide in and out of the older woman, and withdrew from the scene.

The others gathered around as Peacock built into a steady rhythm. Phil just stood there, entranced by the scene unfolding in front of him, yet unwilling to join in.

Peacock flipped the pair of them and now Her Ladyship was on top of him.

Sh shook her head, sending her mussed hair flying about, and leaned forwards on to him. His cock sliding inside her as the hot minx fully impaled herself onto his shaft. As she looked at the others in turn, she started to ride him with gusto, bucking her hips as she fucked him.

"Bloody hell, Drew. Who's fucking who?"

Peacock snorted and placed his hands on Penny's hips, lifting her up and down in time to his own upward movements.

Dick Tate pulled her head back and quite roughly pushed her face into his musky groin. Penny gulped his cock past her lips and gagged a couple of times as he shoved half his entire length into her mouth. When she coughed, he laughed as did Noah Cant.

He and Peacock changed places, and Lady Penelope never even flinched as she was bent over the arm of the lounge chair and rammed into from behind. She took Gleballs into her mouth as he faced from the other end. Cant grabbed her hips tightly and slammed himself in and out of her hard and fast. He would stop now and again to smack her backside but Penny merely chuckled, never letting her mouth from the dick in her mouth to complain. When Cant stepped aside, Tate stepped in and gripped her tousled hair in his fat fingers, pulling her head back savagely and absolutely pounding her mercilessly. Peacock showed her his glistening cock and she poked out her tongue and bathed his length with dribble.

"I love it. I love nasty men!"

The seemingly elegant and noble MILF had been reduced to a common whore, and loved it. Here she was, taking on three yobs at the same time! In her own herb garden, Her Ladyship was all roughed up and in a mess and being royally screwed.

"Blimey!"

Peacock pulling away abruptly and tugged on his dick. Goblets of cum flew from the end of his cock, spraying into Penelope's hair and across her face. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth like a slut as Gleballs stepped in and wanked himself off until he too came. From close range, he ejaculated straight between her waiting open mouth. She swallowed it down, and then took his twitching cock into his mouth to give it a final suck and blow dry.

"You! Yes, you." She wiped her sticky face with the back of her smudged hand. "Come here at once."

This was Lady Penelope now taking control.

Cant settled his weight on her, as Tate stood back. Splayed out on the dirty ground, her legs wrapped themselves around him as he started to bang her. His back and buttocks clenched as he thrust into her, and her hands dug into his bottom as she tried to pull him deeper. After having two of the men spray her face, the lust crazed blonde needed release.

"That's it. Fuck my brains out, you bastard. Make me cum, you twit."

His rapid pumps became more and more urgent and his entire body soon stiffened as he came inside her.

Then, Tate took her again and started fucking her on the ground as Cant's cum seeped out of her overstuffed pussy. When he was ready to cum, his last few strokes were so hard that Penny was leaving a large indent on the ground beneath her writhing body. With a grunt he could take it no longer and he too came right inside her muff.

She pushed the groaning black skinned man off of her and she stood up and looked upon the naked rabble strewn about the ground before her. Once brusque and blunt, Lady Penelope had reduced them all to four ineffectual louts.

She stood up and raised herself to her full five-feet ten height, tits heaving and cunt dribbling. Her entire body was more black than white, thanks to four pairs of yucky hands pawing at her and soiling her porcelain complexion.

"Well, well. What a group of spineless weaklings you are. Why, I didn't even have an orgasm. Most annoying."

She picked up the discarded red shirt of Gleballs and ran it between her legs a few times.

"Consider yourselves all fired." She said with a wave of her hand.

With her head held high, Penny sauntered off to her home, with her hips swaying, and her buttocks rolling.

"And you."

She pointed a broken fingernail at young MacCavity.

"You intrigue me. You and I are not done yet. Come with me."

The fresh faced young fellow quickly pulled his jeans on and followed the still unclothed gentlewoman dutifully.

x

Lady Penelope ordered Parsons and Perkins, her robust chauffeur to escort the sorry looking group off the premises. The rest of the day was spent by Her Ladyship pampering herself with a luxurious bubble bath and well-earned siesta. She awoke at seven and sat down to a dinner of black truffle risotto, creamy carnaroli rice, with a side of steamed tender stem broccoli.

She was served a rather disappointing glass of a 2019 Sauvignon Blanc from the Loire Valley which she set aside.

"Have MacCavity brought in please, Parsons."

"At once, Milady."

Two minutes later, a washed and scrubbed Phil MacCavity entered the dining room, and stood before the much relaxed peeress.

"Ah, there you are. I trust you are comfortable in your room?"

"Most satisfactory, My Lady. I'm not too sure why I am here though."

Penny looked him up and down. He looked very smart with his hair shampooed and dressed in grey slacks and white shirt.

Her large home, Williamson Manor, was one of the largest mansions in the county of Surrey with many bedrooms and the like, in an area of 2,000 acres. At this moment in time, she had under her employ, a cook and two kitchen maids, three housemaids, and the butler named Parsons. There had been a vacancy for a footman for a considerable amount of time, and she thought that this young man might be adequate to fill the position.

"I have a feeling that you may be out of a job, my young man. The incident earlier was quite unacceptable. So you agree?"

"Absolutely, My Lady. Which is why I retreated when it got beyond a joke."

"Yes. It did not escape my notice that you refrained from any vulgarity."

MacCavity took a deep breath. He HAD wanted to join in, but his hesitancy was a result of an acute shyness in front of other men. He couldn't even piss with the others.

Her Ladyship crossed her willowy legs as she reclined in her seat and he found himself staring at the blonde bombshell. Now bathed and dressed in her finery, she looked intensely attractive. Her strawberry hued tresses were drawn back loosely, and her clear eyes sparkled with confidence in the light of the tiffany lamps.

"If you wish, I am in a position to offer you a job here. I believe you may well fit in nicely. Are you interested?"

"Aye. I am."

"Good man. Do understand, that if you wish to serve me, I expect total obedience. If I tell you to do something I expect you to obey implicitly. Punctuality, and cleanliness are essential. And you must be able to snap to it at a moment's notice. I shall leave it to Parsons to fill you in. Good night."

"Thank you, Milady."

Getting the message, MacCavity turned to leave.

"Quite. And remember, total obedience."

xxx

Chapter Twelve

Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson was born and raised to do nothing. A perfect example of a spoilt female born into the upper classes of the UK. She had gone down the usual path since birth. Educated in an all-girls school and then at finishing school. After a couple of years on the social circuit of parties, balls, and various horse racing meetings, the teenage Lady Penelope had settled down into a well-placed marriage, with a beautiful mansion to live in, wealth, travel, and children.

Marital bliss faded as her spouse, twenty years her senior, lost interest in affairs if the bedroom, and left his sexually insatiable wife to search elsewhere for satisfaction. This led to the occasional love affair, but it wasn't until Sir Hugh passed, that Penny felt unleashed and free. As she turned fifty, the still attractive blonde honey was in dire need of excitement and gratification.

She'd read that women in their fifties often came into their sexual prime during those years, and as each day went by without a hard cock in her hungry mouth or yearning pussy, she totally got it.

From now on, she vowed, her life was going to be so much more enjoyable. She was determined to lead an active and varied sex life.

x

Her Ladyship had decided to throw a massive costume party at her mansion in Surrey. A big get together to celebrate the six month anniversary of the end of the Covid-19 lockdowns.

So much time had been lost on the social circuit that many needed some form of celebration to make up for lost time. And what better than to play dress up and let one's hair down.

With the help of all her staff, the renowned gentlewoman planned the party to the finest detail.

She attended to the things that needed to be done, cancelled other appointments that could be deferred, and got her nose to the grindstone.

This came with some problems and other details that required thought and money to surpass. It was these moments that Her Ladyship despised as it led to her getting a headache. Usually alcohol relieved the tension, but it was a well-known fact that drink went straight to her head. It was also no secret that the esteemed peeress had a high libido. Thinking about sex diverted her mind from the dreariness of life, and for the most part, she went about her day fantasising about who, where, and when, she might get laid. And right now, she had the perfect partner at hand.

"MacCavity? Would you be a dear and draw me a bath. There's a good chap."

"At once, M' Lady."

The twenty-year old latest addition to her household staff had proven to be most worthy of his position. He was dedicated, trustworthy, agreeable in every way, and knew how to please a lady in bed.

x

Two hours later, Lady Penelope padded naked across the thick fur rug into her high-ceilinged bedroom from the adjoining en-suite bathroom. She sat on the edge of the Regency bed that dominated the room.

Steam still leaked out, as Phil MacCavity stepped inside the room.

Penny faced him with her head tilted back, her fingers running through her long wet hair. He nodded as she thrust her chest out and he felt himself swelling at the sight of the droplets of water running over her perfect breasts, down her stomach and onto her gently rounded stomach.

Even at the age of fifty-one, Penelope had supple mature skin that was smooth and for the most part unblemished. She'd chosen a brilliant red nail polish that looked teasingly sexy and enticing.

She had just the slightest hint of added weight across the line of her belly. Her navel was deeper but perfectly formed, and her waist was still narrow. Her stupendous breasts spread out over her ribcage in two creamy pillows of flesh. Each mound quivered as she breathed

as she idly stroked her throat. The late afternoon sun filtered through the huge windows that provided a magnificent view of the grounds and rolling countryside that stretched for miles.

She glanced up at the north wall which was draped in a tapestry that displayed a historical naval battle of 1805, in which her late husband's ancestors took part.

"Be a good man and strip off."

The curvy blonde aristocrat then focused on her new footman. She used the palms of her hands to brush the bed linen which was of the finest woven raw silk. Leaning against the headboard made of English oak, she smoothed back her loose fair tresses.

"Aye, My Lady."

"There's a good fellow."

"Aye, Madam," he answered in his soft Scottish burr.

"Excellent. I do so love to see a man's erection spring out of his pants. Quite thrilling."

He removed his shirt and trousers and draped them neatly over a chair and turned to face her once again.

His superb cock jutted out of his groin at a jaunty angle.

"Good boy! So dutiful and attentive! I feel frightfully stressed. And I am in dire need of a good, hard shag. Planning events can be such a chore."

Penny smiled and ran her tongue across her lips, relishing what was to come. She stood to her full five ten height and put her hands on her hips.

MacCavity gripped his boner. Since he had joined her household, they had made love no less than ten times. And each time the sex had been almost animalistic in her desire to get laid.

Having moved in the mansion, he had initially been overwhelmed by the opulent furniture, furnishings, and artwork all around. Following the prim and proper training by Her Ladyship's dignified butler, he had soon discovered his additional duties, That being the blur-blooded woman's toy boy.

"You like?" She asked, knowing full well his answer as she thrust out her 34 DD bosom.

"Very much so, My Lady."

"Come here."

Phil grasped her by the hands and pulled her to his hairless chest. He closed his eyes as he felt her huge breasts crush against him. Her left thigh insinuated itself between his legs, and he reciprocated by lashing onto her rounded buttocks with both hands.

"You are remarkedly beautiful," he gasped, his eyes taking in her enticing nakedness.

"Thank you, dear boy. Not too bad for someone more than twice your age."

Time had done surprisingly little damage to her curvy body although, of course, things weren't quite as tight as they'd been all those years ago. She'd added one or two pounds over the years, but she wasn't too worried as most of that added weight had ended up either on her backside, or on her full creamy thighs. That little bit of weight merely made her look more sexy and voluptuous.

"Are you ready?"

She asked as her fingers wrapped around his rigid cock.

"I think I know the answer."

They kissed. It was a deep kiss that lasted a full minute. Their hands wandered over each other as he massaged and squeezed her behind, then moved up the small of her back to stroke her hair. His erect dick pressed hard against her stomach, and her loins tingled as their kisses became more passionate.

He broke the kiss she arched her back to present herself to him and cupped his head as he kissed down her chest.

Nor for the first time, he marveled at how full and large her boobs were. Ever so soft, yet a sheer handful.

She moaned appreciatively as his tongue flicked out to lick and tease her nipples. His hands smoothed out the twin hillocks of her heaving rack as he gently plucked the nipples into even greater stiffness.

His hands eventually moved between her legs, and she parted her legs as he cupped her mound. Penny shivered as he ran his middle finger between her moist labia, sending waves of pleasure through her loins.

"Wonderful!"

She kissed him hard on the mouth, then ran her wet lips down the full length of his body, dropping to her knees before him.

Her tongue took long across his abdomen, sinking down to his groin. She licked along the soft crease where his leg met his torso bathing the area with warm and viscous saliva.