“This is the BBC news at ten. This is the latest in the ongoing story of the potential fraud case against Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson. Surrey Police are still investigating a three million pound payment to Her Ladyship in 2023. The transfer of funds at Coutts Bank is being treated as suspicious by the National Crime Agency, probing the allegations of fraud and bribery surrounding the wealthy owner of Williamson Manor and the landed estate. Lady Penelope has denied any wrongdoing and explained it was payment for her role in the making of a private motion picture.”
“How I choose to support myself and my estate is my business and strictly a family matter. I see myself as an entrepreneur. There are many entrepreneurs involved in the making of private films from struggling film companies, and if benefits are made from that involvement, it is all perfectly legal.”
“Lady Penelope was also asked whether she had lied to the press about her actual participation in the so-called ‘Blue Movie’, but she insisted it was not true. Since that quote, however, it has been established that that widowed aristocrat had indeed acted and part-funded the film entitled ‘Downtown Abbey Manor’ and that she had not declared the profit to the HM Revenue and Customs.”
“I made an error in what I said to the press. I regret not saying straight away that yes, I was involved, and the HMRC was informed I was involved. My legal team has advised me not to comment and to say nothing about my involvement in the motion picture.”
The BBC contacted a spokesperson for her legal advisors, who said they were authorized to speak on behalf of Her Ladyship regarding any numerous questions about the company Red Hot and Blue, which has since dissolved. In response, a spokesperson said, “Any questions that you have are fully addressed in the statement to the authorities.”
“A spokesman for Surrey Police has undertaken an investigation and will produce their findings concerning both the civil and criminal cases. The NCA, which investigates serious crime, said in a statement that it had ‘opened an investigation’ in May 2023 into suspected criminal offenses committed in the procurement of unauthorized contracts by Red Hot and Blue and that they were now satisfied the police would act accordingly.”
x
The Surrey and Sussex Community Rehabilitation Company (KSS CRC) delivers a range of rehabilitation services to people who have been sentenced by a court to either custody or community supervision. Community payback (CP) is often given as an alternative to prison and requires offenders to complete between 40 and 300 hours of unpaid work, depending on the severity of the crime committed and the individual’s criminal record. CP has many benefits, including its flexibility, which allows service users to complete their CP time alongside their current work commitments.
In addition, women-only groups and individual placements are available to allow service users to complete their hours in a positive environment alongside like-minded people who can mentor, motivate, and exchange credible expertise, encouraging them to learn new skills to support their rehabilitation.
And so it was that Lady Penelope had been found liable and had been committed to 100 hours of CP and to pay the princely sum of one million pounds to HMRC. The humbled lady had accepted the judgment and received word of her first chore soon after. This was for her to participate in preparing a free lunch for the local homeless and the needy.
She had to attend this charity function set up at the Old Vicarage in Dorking, Surrey. This former villa is believed to be of Georgian origins and is denoted as having particular architectural merit by its grade II listing. The property is accessed from a long, discreet driveway and is on the edge of Dorking town centre, so it is highly conveniently located for the facilities of the town and the stations.
The house occupies an elevated position with charming views up West Street towards St. Martin’s Spire and towards the North Downs. There is an enclosed, easily maintained garden with a lawn and patio seating area, as well as a detached garage and driveway parking.
Her ladyship duly arrived in her Rolls-Royce motor car, driven by her chauffeur. It was an obvious demonstration to all that she was from the upper strata of society. A world of fine food and wine where the champagne was consumed seven days a week. Even though she had been successfully prosecuted, instructing her driver to return in three hours, she entered the vicarage and passed through the ground-floor principle dining room to the fully fitted kitchen.
She tugged disdainfully on her cheap attire, which consisted of a pale blue cleaners dress and a white cotton apron. The imperious noblewoman had taken it upon herself to make some adjustments of her own and had shortened the hem to three inches above the knee.
She pouted and huffed as she looked around the kitchen, where she was expected to spend the morning baking bread and making soup for three dozen. About ten minutes later, the designated helper arrived in the shape of Jennifer Richmond. Like Lady Penelope, she had been given the CP as a result of offenses due to alcohol abuse. She was twenty-nine, with a slim build and light brown hair.
“Lady Penelope, I presume?”
“Correct. And you are Jennifer. This is a fine state of affairs, and there is and there is no mistake.”
“I know. Still, it beats spending time in prison.”
“I agree. How does this work?”
“The fundraisers of the charity have generously offered some fresh food from surplus, and we are going to cook lunch for around thirty homeless people in the vicarage. Are you up for it?”
Penny nodded and spread her hands.
“Great. We shall have some help from local women who are borderline offenders. A lot of nineteen-year-old girls are under pressure these days to err on the wrong side of the fence. These girls need something to occupy their minds.”
“So, we are going to bake fresh bread and make some nice sandwiches.”
“Right, and we have to make a big batch of soup.”
“Sounds good. And I will try to make my favorite dessert. Italian meringues. It’s egg whites, sugar, and vanilla extract. Real gooey.”
Jennifer pinned her hair up and looked around the kitchen. She was dressed in the same plain dress as Penny, and both were without makeup. The food had been delivered, and Jennifer turned on the two ovens. Just then, the two heard the front door slam, which signaled the arrival of the girls.
“That will be Katrina and Georgia.”
The kitchen door was smashed open, and the pair of volunteers matched in with the hoods up on their big coats. They were slouched and morose, and when they showed their faces, they both looked thoroughly bored.
“Good afternoon,” said Her Ladyship in her plummy voice. “I am Lady Penelope, and this is Jennifer.”
The tallest of the two black girls looked the older woman up and down and regarded the pair of them with utter contempt. This one had cropped dark hair and a stud-pierced nose. The other was heavier built with a huge behind.
“Katrina, innit.”
“Georgia.”
Both younger girls had permanent sneers, and the conversation died a sudden death before it had even started. Taking the helm, Lady Penelope began to take charge.
“Katrina, we need to crack on. Could you start to lay the tables?”
“Whatever!” she mumbled, showing the palm of her hand. “Ain’t no boss of me, stuck-up bitch.”
This last aside was just about audible for Her Ladyship’s ears, and she was starting to get angry. No one No one defied her. Ever. At the other end of the kitchen, Jennifer and Georgia seemed to be getting along as they cracked eggs into a big metal bowl.
“Hey! Watch it!”
Not once but twice Katrina passed by Lady Penelope behind her back and accidentally, on purpose, bumped into her as she attempted to roll out the dough.
“Excuse me!” she said, not in the least bit apologetic, and uttered another insult under her breath.
The wealthy noblewoman was now thoroughly uncomfortable with the evil looks and catty remarks, and she was in two minds about leaving.
“Hey, Sista! Wanna do that thing?”
Katrina yelled across the kitchen to her friend, who responded by joining her. Suddenly there was a shriek of laughter, and Penelope’s apron was untied and her dress was lifted up to the back of her neck. Then, her pantspants were dragged down to her shoes, and she was exposed from the waist down.
“Hey! What the bloody hell!”
Both black girls laughed like drains and pointed at her bared backside, clearly amused by her embarrassment. Georgia held up the trophy underwear and read the label, which read Rigby and Peller.
“Damn, bitch! Your knickers cost more than my weekly job seekers allowance!”
Fuck all this, thought Penelope. She was kicked out of her underwear and went to where Jennifer was making her meringue. She picked up an egg and then broke it over the shorn head of Katrina. With a proud and defiant manner, the renowned lady cracked another over the girl’s big bosom.
“Now apologise!”
“White cunt!”
She wobbled over to the table, picked up a mixture of eggs and vanilla extract, and smashed it into the front of Penny’s dress. Georgia joined in and tossed a lump of soft dough in her direction, which missed and whizzed by her head and hit the kitchen wall. Jennifer came to the rescue, spun Georgia around, and tipped a bottle of milk all over her head.
“Right!”
The black girl chased Jennifer, and when she caught up with her, she tackled her to the floor and, with her right hand, smeared the messy meringue mix between her legs.
“Ooh!” exclaimed Jennifer as she reached down and rubbed the stuff into her loins.
Despite her bulldog appearance, Penny slapped Katrina on the left breast and took her breath away with her bravado. Then she saw red, wrapped a meaty forearm around her neck, and squeezed her into a headlock.
“Do…you…know…who…I…am?”
The blonde managed to get a grip on the edge of the counter and push forcefully into her belly. Her feet got tangled, and she slipped on the now messy floor. She looked across at Jessica and Georgia, who were in a tangle of legs in some sort of wrestle. Penny caught her breath and wiped her brow.
“Oof!”
Her Ladyship got a punch in the right arm as Katrina hit her and then stomped out of the kitchen.
“I am OUT of here! Coming sista?”
“Be right behind you, baby,” answered her friend.
Lady Penelope was not done and picked up two eggs, proceeded to smash them firmly into Georgia’s huge cleavage, and then proceeded to mash the large mammaries together to create a rather sticky mess.
“Ugh, you posh cow! How revolting.”
“Apologize this instant!” barked the MILF with fury in her eyes.
“And if I don’t?”
Jennifer came up behind the black girl and raised the back of her dress. As she turned, the slim brunette crammed the gooey meringue up between her legs and smeared its rich contents into her crotch.
“You two are mad!”
“Mad as hell!”
Jennifer got one of Georgia’s arms up behind her back in a hammerlock and forced it up high.
“Fuck off!”
She was pushed closer and closer to the floor until Jennifer was sitting on her back.
“You make a nice cushion, you fat trollop!”
Georgia tried to roll, and the pair of grappling honeys shifted as Jen still maintained the upper hand. Penny jumped in and planted her backside on the girl’s upturned face.
“Get…mmph…off!” mumbled the helpless black girl as the fullness of Lady Penelope’s rump pressed on her face.
“Nothing is done until I hear you say sorry.”
Penny lifted her dress around her waist as Georgia stopped struggling. Penny’s exposed pussy moved across the drooling mouth of the girl who tasted her cunt juices.
“Nice one, Milady.”
Penny grinned as she moved her crotch higher and down harder, thereby cramming her moist pussy into Georgia’s mouth. With no other option, she arched, twisted, squirmed, and moaned as she reluctantly kissed the smothering cunt.
“Mmm!”
Jennifer turned up her pressure and squeezed her thighs inward, and Georgia cried out in muffled protests. Penny made a few more bumps and grinds with her backside and then leaned over and started to smack Georgia’s oversized bare breasts with both hands, causing the ample flesh to redden.
“Even her tits are fucking fat! Here, watch this!”
Jennifer pulled her dress down to her upper torso so that her braless bosom spilled out in a brazen display of pride. She stretched out prone over Georgia’s tacky body and mashed her boobs into the others. Penny purred as Georgia now willingly poked her pink tongue against the damp gash of the older woman and licked greedily. The pair of them moved in sync, and the MILF sighed as her pussycat was probed and licked.
All three now moved together on the floor of the kitchen in perfect rhythm.
“Oh my goodness!”
Jennifer felt the frisson of a thrill as her very wet pussycat was frigged hard by Katrina. She shrieked with unbridled joy as she was finger-fucked. Jen fell onto her back and opened her legs wider as Katrina clamped her mouth to the brunette’s warm and moist cunt. The younger black girl teased with her flicking across her slit and clitoral area that emerged aroused and erect.
Penny shunted to and fro as she began to cum on Georgia’s face. “Oh, my word!” she cried out in between deep breaths and throaty moans. Her ladyship rolled off, buried her face in Georgia’s heaving bosom, and humped her young rival with pelvic thrusts.
Jennifer and Katrina were joined at the hip as they scissored their legs and rubbed each other’s cunts in a lust-crazed tryst. Pussy to pussy, and clit to clit, they enjoyed an erotic face-off. With their eyes glazed, they gyrated faster and faster until they eventually reached their peak, and they both stiffened in their mutual climaxes. Spent, they sank to the floor in a heap of limbs and heaving breasts, still clutching each other.
Georgia was on her back now and starkers as the renowned aristocrat explored her wet cunt with her mouth. The contrast of black on white was a stunning sight, and Her Ladyship let a long and slow dribble of saliva drip down her seam and the crack of her ebony bum. As the spit dripped slowly down the exact line of her slit, the wealthy blonde placed the tip of her tongue on that small piece of skin between her anus and her waiting cunt.
“Ooh, yes!” she exclaimed as her nostrils filled with the scent of that beautiful black pussycat.
She pushed her cheeks apart and inhaled deeply to get that sublime rush in her pussy.. As she tongue-fucked the young, ebony-skinned doll, she furiously pumped her with two fingers. Hungry for more, Her Ladyship rose up and straddled the black girl so that her pussy mound met the others.
By this time, the sex-mad MILF had bedraggled hair, which gave her a wild look. As she held out the girl’s legs, she dry-humped her with forceful grinding motions, swiping her gash on the other. Penny’s lower body slammed in, and their thighs and loins became slick and sticky as their cunts leaked. The older of the two was laughing heartily as she rubbed her clitoral area hard for maximum stimulation. Georgia snapped her meaty thighs closer around the older woman and shook violently as her bush made maximum contact with her. Both of them had heaving bosoms as they fucked each other with increased velocity.
“Switch,” said Jennifer, and she and Penny came face-to-face on their knees on the kitchen tiles.
The other white woman flung her legs out and displayed her pussycat, all wet and inviting. With barely contained excitement, Penny wet her lips and dove into her moist pussy, flattening her tongue against the moist petals of her labia. Her hands went under her buttocks and squeezed as she wormed into her vaginal slit, sucking loudly as she breathed through her nose.
“Yeah, yeah!”
Katrina rose to the occasion and straddled Jennifer so that her black cunt pressed against the brunette’s mouth. Both Jen and Penny made audible slobbering noises as their tongues licked and licked. Jennifer climaxed with a loud combination of squeals, moans, and gurgles.
“Let’s try a daisy chain!” gushed Lady Penelope, clearly wallowing in the unexpected lesbian foursome.
She got onto her right side and placed her head on Katrina’s cunt as she stretched out ahead of Georgia. Her left leg went up, and Penny gladly inhaled her musky sex. Jennifer lay by Penny so that the brunette could get at the older woman’s golden snatch with the bright pink labia, which had opened up like the petals of a flower. Georgia completed the chain and licked Jennifer out as she was eaten alive by Katrina.
So there they were, in a perfect circle. Their faces were buried in hot cunts, and all four worked all of them into a frenzy. Lost in the wonderful warm pleasures that resulted from the mashing of hungry mouths on hungry slits, the kitchen resounded with ragged panting and girly shrieks. The circle of pussycats licking was a crazy tangle of arms and legs as one focused on the next, who focused on the next. As they chased their orgasms, the bell to the vicarage chimed repeatedly.
“Oh, shit, the charity lunch!”
The chain broke, and Lady Penelope got up quickly, rushed barefoot to the front door, and looked out through the frosted window. There must have been about twenty ne’er-do-wells shuffling around outside. Damn! She opened the door a crack and grinned sheepishly at the first man.
“Is this the place for the free grub?”
She looked down and then over her shoulder at the beckoning sound of the other three in muted sexual rapport. Then she turned back to the expectant fellow and shook her head.
“Soup is off, sorry.” She closed the door and headed back to the kitchen. “Right, where were we, ladies, and where did you find that big cucumber?”
x
Lady Penelope’s CP was increased from 100 hours to 120 as a result of the ruined charity lunch. The next task on her agenda was to decorate the interior of the very same vicarage in Dorking. A week passed, and Her Ladyship was informed that she would have three helpers, which was a relief as the pampered Lady had no idea which end of a paintbrush was the other.
It was a Wednesday and unseasonably warm for the time of the year when she arrived in her chauffeur-driven Roller at the vicarage. On the path up to the front door, she saw paint supplies strewn about and several gallon tins of white gloss. Again, as per strict instructions, the busty beauty was suitably attired in a one-piece white cotton overall.
“Hey, here’s Lady Penelope.”
Jennifer Richmond waved and smiled as she greeted the lady. Lady. Beside her were three unsmiling teenagers of about eighteen or nineteen, all clad in the same drab overalls. It had been a while since the last time, and Penny had to admit that her mind was already wandering. She entered a chaotic-looking living room and noted the three black men were already sweaty and hot. The scent of virile, testosterone-charged young bodies and the smell of fresh paint was an unexpected turn for her.
“You started without me,” she said unapologetically.
“Milady, these are our helpers. This is Ace, and that is Specs.”
The one who looked a tad older in the group nodded hello, his eyes fixed on the sight of the fifty-two-year-old blonde.
He wiped his shaven head with a cloth and mentally undressed her. His broad chest rose and fell most attractively.
“Who’s this?” Penny pointed to one of the others.
A teenager stood with a gallon of paint in each hand as he nodded hello. Clad in the baggy overalls, but with the front zip open to his navel, he appeared to be on the skinny side compared to the more bulky Specs. He had dark, spiky hair, and he had the most adorable brown eyes.
“And this is big. big. Say hi, Big.”
“Hi, Big,” he said, laughing and laughing, and the others fell about as if he had just told the best joke ever.
“Why are you called Big?”
The proud chap made a bunch of his overalls in a fist and cupped what did look like a colossal package in his groin.
“Understood. And Specs? You don’t appear to be wearing spectacles.”
“And?”
“So, have you all been staying out of trouble? Hmm? You may refer to me as Lady Penelope or My Lady.”
“Lady, hmm? Don’t see any fancy diamonds or tiaras.”
“I’ve been sent here as a formal punishment, as have you. I’m innocent, I can assure you.”
“So are we. We got screwed.”
Jennifer had eyes only for Ace, and she paid rapt attention to his every word. She caught Penny’s eye once or twice, and she could read her mind. As Her Ladyship had similar thoughts of jumping his bones, it wasn’t all that difficult.
“So, I thought we would split up into two groups,” said Specs. “I’ll stay downstairs with the Duchess, and you guys can do the bedrooms.”
“Cool,” agreed Ace, as he took Jen by the hand and led her off like a sacrificial lamb.
“Well, shall we get down to it?” Penelope asked in all innocence.
As he nodded his head, she took a long look at his physique. The wide shoulders, thick neck, and thicker arms. He must work out, weights most probably, she thought. Then, in her mind’s eye, she imagined what his cock looked like. She fantasized about what his black mamba might feel like inside her, and she shivered in delight.
After a good half an hour of painting the walls, the busty MILF could feel the eyes of the black chap staring at her.
“Something on your mind?”
“You’re slapping paint all over; it looks sloppy.”
Penny frowned as he joined her, took her hand with the paintbrush, and held her arm up against the wall. This way, they painted the wall together in a smooth motion. His hot body pressed into hers with some applied pressure, and his chest made contact with the small of her back.
“See, just long but firm strokes, all the way up. And then down again.”
The way he spoke got the insatiable blonde in the mood in the blink of an eye, and she closed her eyes as his groin pushed into her derriere with some urgency. She welcomed the gesture with an equal thrust back. His hand tightened around hers as his left arm curled around her waist.
“All the way up, and all the way down. Long and firm strokes, up and down. Up and down.”
The flirty older woman purred softly as fulsome lips kissed the nape of her neck. His free hand dropped and worked the zipper in front of her overalls. Once open, he slid his hand inside so that he could fondle her braless boobs.
“Fuck! You got some big tits, Duchess.”
“Don’t…don’t call me that. And…don’t stop.”
The young man guided the fingers of his right hand along her left tit, crossing her abdomen to the top of her pants. As soon as he touched her there, she gasped. Her lower body swayed, and he took the hint and slipped inside her underwear to pull on her pubis.
“Oh, nice.”
Penny sighed as he continued to nip at her left earlobe with hard teeth. His thumb brushed her clitoris as he stroked her dewy seam.
“Up and down. Up…and down. See?”
His hot breath and light flicks drove the woman, who was more than twice his age. Her aristocratic resolve vanished completely when he worked her pants down so that he could fiddle with her pussy mound. Her Ladyship quickly drew the top half of her overalls to let her bountiful breasts bounce free, and Specs finished the job by dragging the baggy outfit to her flat shoes.
The excited female turned to face her new admirer and then bent at the waist to remove her pants. Now in all of her naked glory, the intrigued young fellow nodded as he took her appraisal. Penny was exhilarated and turned on with her voluptuous body fully displayed for him to view.
Specs put his hand to her cunt again, and she rose on tiptoes as he frigged her fast. The young stud had her bucking on his hand, and she swallowed hard at the welcome invasion of his firm touch. Her hands came up onto his broad shoulders as she bobbed on the balls of her feet like a bitch in heat.
“I want to fuck this white cunt. Really bad,” he said, looking her directly in the eyes as she bit her lip.
“Oh yes? How bad?” she whimpered in reply.
“About as bad as you want, my big black cock, I reckon.”
He had her there, and he didn’t speak anymore as he unzipped his coveralls and stepped out of them. His painfully-looking tight briefs, in total contrast to his airy trousers, were quite plainly overstuffed with his package. Without waiting for the ceremony, she pulled out the biggest cock she had seen in some time. It had to be close to nine inches, circumcised, and as black as night.
“Now THAT is a cock!” she said in sheer admiration.
Her fingers wrapped around the thick length, and the tips and thumb just about met. As he pulsed and throbbed in her hand, she looked at his face to see his reaction. He appeared to be almost transfixed as he watched her jerk him off.
“Am I doing it the right way?” she asked.
“Is there a wrong way?”
Silly question, she thought as her wrist screwed and twisted. A little pre-cum emerged, and Specs put his hand on hers to stop her milking him. All the furniture had been moved to the middle of the room, and he went and sat on an armchair that was covered by a white sheet. He held his impossibly huge organ up to the ceiling. Penny walked over, bent at the knees, and put her right hand around his hard steel shaft at the halfway mark. Then she put her lips around the purple-hued glans and sucked in her cheeks. She paused for effect and then let him out with an audible pop.
“Fuck, woman! It ain’t going to suck itself.”
The top-heavy MILF grinned at him as she rolled his two black plums in her hands and dropped her head to his giant hose again. She pressed her tongue hard against the underside of his smooth, chocolate-colored shaft, and she could feel the big, throbbing vein that ran the whole length of it. Her mouth moved over the swollen glans and sucked on two inches of hot meat. Saliva dribbled uncontrollably as she marveled at the thick girth that prevented her from taking any more in her mouth.
“Shit! Let’s fuck some.”
Specs rudely pushed the wealthy socialite back against the wall. Pleased by his speedy response, she gladly wrapped her left leg around his waist as he shoved his cock straight up into her wet cunt.
“Goodness me!”
The older of the two was aching with need. As he entered the warm folds of her wet pussy, subtle tremors coursed through her. Horny as hell, the young black teenager just went at it and slammed her repeatedly against the wall, and she held her arms around his neck and hung on for dear life. He shifted his feet for a better purchase and gripped her buttocks in both hands as he rammed his big tool in and out. She groaned blissfully as he impaled her on his flagpole of a cock.
“Fuck me, fuck me!” she implored him in her plummy accent.
There was no way he was going to ease all of his prick inside her pussycat, and she almost felt sorry for the boy as he struggled to pound her cunt. The wall behind her back shook and created dust in the air as he turned her into a screaming wreck.
“So big. So big!’ she shrieked.
Her hands found his tight bum, and she squeezed it hard as he continued to pump his huge cock inside her steaming hole. His entire body dripped in sweat, and his ebony skin glistened in the sunshine that streamed through the open window of the vicarage. Then he gave her a few more hard thrusts for luck and then let her down gently to the floor.
“Over here, Duchess.”
He sat back in the same chair as before as she tried to stand up straight on her wobbly legs. Her inner thighs were wet with their combined perspiration, and her pubic region was matted and damp. She tottered over to him and sat on his upper thighs, feeling his muscles under her slender pins. Slowly, she eased the head of his knob inside her once more. She involuntarily shivered with joy as she eased herself down on his massive tool.
“I told you not to call me by that title. Do you understand?”
“Spec so.”
“Ah. Specs.”
She sank onto his cock all the way, or as much as she was able, and she felt his balls touching her pussy lips. Her flaps spread out around the stiff shaft, and her juices bathed him to his root. She moved along his rigid log, and she shivered as his hands came up to her huge boobs. Her nipples were like acorns as she rose and fell on his black prick, and she took her time so that she could thoroughly enjoy the delight of bouncing on a well-hung black teen.
“Faster, please, My Lady.”
Her loose hair fell across her face, and she glanced down at him as she pumped his cock avidly. Her big boobs jiggled as her hands wandered all over his stomach and biceps as she literally fucked herself on his dick. Her bottom slapped loudly against his lap, and she was captivated by her pale complexion on his much darker flesh.
“There is just so much of you!” she declared in amazement at his thick girth and length.
She had well over six inches of dark meat inside her stretched-out pussycat, and she loved it. The lustful woman became a fucking machine, banging into him with her hair flying and her jaw open. The muscles in her thighs and calves began to scream with the effort, and she paused to rest. She savored his thickness buried in her pussycat, and she looked down with certain disbelief at the sight of the coal-black dick inserted so deeply.
As she sat still with him half embedded inside her, he reached between them and started to thumb her clitoris rapidly from side to side. The sensation of his prick inside her cunt intensified as he pressed his thumb deeper into her clitoral hood. Her head snapped back as a tremendous orgasm rushed through her like an express train. Her climax coursed through her sexually charged body, and she froze in sheer bliss. As the orgasm slowly subsided, they disengaged, and it was only then that they heard raised voices from upstairs and saw the ceiling shaking.
“Let’s see how the others are doing,” she suggested with a curious mind.
They both walked naked up the stairs together, she with her hand between her tingling legs, and he with his rock-hard dick swinging in front of him. When they got closer to the bedroom, loud female moans came from inside. As they peeked in, the sight of Jennifer being fucked on the bed greeted them.
“It’s good to see you guys getting along.”
Big was between her splayed legs, and he was banging the shit out of her with his tight buttocks clenched and delightfully dimpled. His black mamba of a dick had all but vanished up her neck, and all Penny could make out was his big ball bag under his bum crack, which nestled in her northern regions. The sound of his groin slapping on her and the creak of the bed thrilled the noblewoman as she watched him pound away.
“Hey, me now.”
The well-endowed Big withdrew from a panting Jennifer, and she finally looked at the others with heaving breasts. She was on her back, naked as the day she was born, with her legs out and pussyfooted. Ace settled between her open thighs, and she shifted her hips as another huge black cock pushed up inside her.
“Oh, fuck! They make me feel so good!”
The brunette cried out and started to buck against the younger fellow’s hips as he immediately quickened his strokes. Her moans gave way to screams as her soft pussy was drilled with a big black cock. As he pawed her boobs, Lady Penelope was enthralled at seeing her snow-white skin fondled by the man’s darker hands.
“You free?”
Both Big and Specs sat on the covered sofa opposite the bed, and Penny padded over and squeezed in beside the two hulking young men. They each took one of her hefty boobs and both sucked on her erect nipples at the same time. Their combined licking, sucking, and just plain biting sent waves of desire through her as she stroked each of them on their broad shoulders.
“Mmm, nice. You treat me so well.”
Without speaking, Big began to cup her golden-haired pussy, and she sucked in air desperately as the warm contact with her already dripping cunt made her gasp. With a gradual descent, she was flattened back on the sofa, and she yelled when her long legs were flipped back to where her ears were. Before she knew it, his big black log sank into her soft pussycat, and his powerful body flattened to hers.
“Mmm, I’mmm commmm nbbmmm!”
Her ladyship mumbled gibberish as the guys made love to her. Specs kissed her tits as Big fucked the shit out of her. She turned her head to see Jennifer on all fours as Ace screwed her doggy style.
“How are you liking this big cock in your white pussycat, hmm? My fucking lady?”
“I like it,” she managed to croak as her curvy body was banged into hard.
“Say what now? Let me hear you say it.”
“I…love…it. I love you, massive black dick.”
“Right.”
Big now slammed in and out of her at a fair pace. As he raised his tight black backside, he pushed the busty blonde firmly into the chair. Her feet were up on his shoulders, and his cock was half inserted in her weeping muff.
“She be loving that black bone, brother.”
“Spec so,” said the other one as Her Ladyship wanked him off.
“Shift over, bro’ and let me have some of that fine pussy.”
Big snorted, gave her three more hard thrusts for luck, and then made way for Ace. Penny was unceremoniously dragged by her legs to the edge of the sofa, and then another incredibly thick cock eased inside her heated cunt. He thrust in and out of her without missing a beat. Sweat dripped from his face and torso onto her, making her English rose complexion appear dirty and sordid.
Her nails dug into his taut black bum as he worked himself at a frantic pace. Lady Penelope had little strength in any of her limbs as he pounded her silly. She was now just another run-of-the-mill woman that needed a raw fucking. She had another earth-shattering climax at the same time that Ace gritted his teeth and gave her a few more hard thrusts before he blew his load into her overstuffed cunt. His cum spewed out when he eased his pulsating hose from her sodden pussy, and she lay back like a wilting flower.
“Take this.”
She looked up just as Big jerked his cock in her direction and let out a loud moan. His load blasted her in the face, and she gladly rubbed his cum all over as he spurted and spurted and spurted. He milked his knob dry, and then Ace jerked her head his way as he too erupted all over her heaving boobs and belly. As she wallowed in a river of cum, she wearily turned to look over to the bed to see Jen on her back as Specs fucked in and out, rocking back and forth as he held her firmly in place. Then he collapsed on top of her, and Penny watched his gorgeously rounded bottom grind to and fro with shallower strokes. It was only when he pulled back with a look of bliss on his face that she understood that he had just cum inside her, and his shiny black prick was coated with her sexual juices in reward.
“That was some fine fucking,” announced Big smugly.
“Okay, back to work,” he instructed the others, and all three began to search for their clothes to resume the decorating.
Inevitably, with youth comes an abundance of energy, and Jen and I watched in disbelief as we barely raised our used-up bodies.
“Okay, guys, good work today,” Penny told them in an authoritative voice. “We’re just going to have a little nap now. We shall pick up where we left off in the morning.”
Both gratified women smiled at each other as they contemplated another orgy the next day.
END
