Lady Penelope – Milf of the Mansion Ch. 02

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Note- This story is not intended to reflect real life. It’s just erotic literature for the purpose of titillation and fun.

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If you were to look in the dictionary under ‘Golden-haired Milf’ and ‘Ball-busting Cougar’ you might very well find a picture of Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson alongside. For her age she had a formidable figure that was the envy of her close friends, and enemies alike.

Fifty is not an ‘F’ word, rather it is ‘fitty’ with one word changed. The very ‘fit’ Lady Penelope, now of that age, oozed sophistication and sex appeal and her male admirers became dizzied by her hotness. The voluptuous strawberry blonde could make the most impotent man’s dick stand to attention just by the sound of her underwear dropping to the floor.

Penny sucked cock and ate pussy as if it were her last meal on Earth.

She felt no guilt nor shame, only a helpless obsession for any and all sexual activity.

Since the death of her husband, the late Sir Hugh Williamson, Lady Penelope had the means and wherewithal to fulfil her wildest dreams and fantasies.

Even when they had married in her twentieth year, her husband had never been able to keep up with her in the bedroom. He being twenty years older than she, presumably. It had been the cause of much tension in the marriage, but then came along two daughters and they had put to bed any issues as they raised the children. Penelope had played away from home on the odd occasion. She being unable to hide her desire for pleasure of the flesh, nor the sly opportunity to explore her sexuality with others.

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Her husband’s ancestral home was Williamson Manor, and it dated back to when Britain was ruled by feudal Lord’s. It had been refurbished in 2010, and was now a sumptuous mansion with tapestried walls and an ornate sculptured ceiling.

In the basement there had been Sir Hugh’s extensive wine cellar, since transformed into a special playroom for Penny.

Since it’s installation, she could probably fill a book with all the seedy exploits she had experienced. Her husband, having long ago lost interest in the physical side of their relationship, turned a blind eye to her infidelity.

She laughed to herself when she recalled the very first time she had formally ‘christened’ the room.

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It had been a dull affair at Lord and Lady Ponsonby’s soiree back in 2011. Penelope had then turned forty and had felt thoroughly miserable at the thought of approaching middle age.

Utterly bored and feeling sorry for herself, she had found herself eying up two young fellows who looked decidedly out of place. They stayed away from the invited guests and even appeared a little gay as they cozied up in one corner.

“May I ask, Lady Ponsonby, who might those two characters be?”

The stuffy sixty year old peered hard through thick spectacles and picked out the men.

“Oh, don’t mind those two. They are working on the old wing. Decorators you know, what?”

“I see.”

As Penelope continued to look openly in their direction, it became blindingly obvious to them that they were being scrutinised.

Sure enough, they began to look at her with what can only be described as lecherous glances.

Indeed, on this evening, Lady Penelope had dressed in her fortieth birthday Portia & Scarlett Hugo Gown. Made of the finest silk fabric, it hugged her body in all the right places. Ruching at the waist and with a daring mid-thigh split, the Hugo gown also featured a stunning plunging neckline with a low V-back. Her outlandish DD breasts, both of which were outlined individually, were in constant danger of spilling out of the loose front.

“I love this gown.”

She had finally settled on the small amber drop earrings that seemed to compliment the dress. As she ambled about the crowded room, she felt decadent in her ensemble, loving the feel of the light material against her skin. So much so that she wore little underneath. The style of the dress meant she was unable to wear a bra, nor did she want to anyway. Only the black thong gave her any real modesty.

Her Ladyship had spent an entire morning setting her fair hair into a sleek French twist, spiraling along her face and neck. And for this formal occasion, she wore her Oriana sandals. Italian crafted in Malibu satin, with gold chains and slim straps for a distinct touch.

She had to admit that there was something to be had about moving through the crowd, knowing how little she was wearing, and that made it all the more exciting.

“Do excuse me.”

Lady Penelope had often fantasised about having two men at once, and she now decided that this was the time to fulfil her dream. With a mix of trepidation and an unalloyed carnal lust, the top heavy blonde approached them.

“Good evening. I’m drinking champagne.”

With a boldness borne out of wealth and breeding, Her Ladyship held up her empty glass to the nearest fellow without making eye contact, and he took it without a word.

She regarded the man left with her and held a cigarette Tüyap escort bayan to her scarlet lips.

He reached inside his cheap jacket and retrieved a book of matches.

Once fired up, she blew smoke into his face and smiled warmly. Both looked to be in their mid-twenties, maybe younger, in her estimation. Ripe for the taking.

“My name is Lady Penelope. Heard of me?”

“No, sorry. I’m Jack, and this is Tom. We’re just painters and decorators. We don’t really know anyone.”

Tom handed her a flute of bubbly and his eyes burned a hole into her deep cleavage. Definitely not gay then. Penny caught his stare, but his eyes fixed firmly on her bosom. This just made Her Ladyship hornier for a threesome all the more.

“Enjoying yourselves, boys?”

“Fuck, no. Oh, sorry for my French. If it wasn’t for the free booze, we’d be long gone.”

“Yah, I know exactly what you mean. Yawn.” She feigned a bored look and covered her mouth.

They looked at each other as she squeezed her curvy figure in between them.

As she settled, she tentatively ran her fingers along their upper thighs.

“Do you have girlfriends, boys?”

“Nah. We like to play the field. Get me?”

Penny and they made small talk. She did not protest when after more booze, she felt the warmth of their hands glide up and down her arms, and knead and caress her thighs.

“Tell me. Have you ever made love to an older woman?”

“Like what? Sixty?” Wondered Jack as he blew in her ear.

Penny idly fingered their groins as she elaborated.

“Well, I’m forty.”

“That’s not old. That’s mature.”

“You’re too kind. Listen.” She asked brazenly. “I simply cannot decide between the pair of you. You’re both my type. Would you be willing to share?”

“Share? Share what?”

“Why, me you silly goose. I want both of you. At the same time.”

Penny took a sip of her drink and grinned at the priceless looks on their pathetic faces.

“Really? You and…us?”

“In a nutshell.”

“Alright. I’m game.” Said Tom.

“Yeah, me too.” Replied the other.

“Excellent. Give me just a moment, gentlemen.”

Her Ladyship sought out Sir Hugh and made her excuses for an early night. Leaving their car and chauffeur with His Lordship, Penny hurriedly left the do and hailed a taxi.

All three shared the back seat of the black cab as they journeyed to Williamson Manor. They made out and kissed the whole way, and the insatiable blonde juggled all sorts of racy thoughts in her head.

Even the driver felt a bead of sweat on his brow as he looked in the rear-view mirror at the young men moving their hands up to her parted legs. They played with her thong where they found her cunt to be slick and hot. Probing fingers moved inside her, causing the forty-year old to relish the raw desire that burned throughout.

By the time they arrived, Lady Penelope was sopping wet.

Once inside the front door of the mansion, she steered them in the direction of her private playroom.

“Holy shit! Look at this room!”

Created to Her Ladyship’s strict orders, the ‘playroom’ had soundproofed red walls, non-carpeted flooring, and no windows. The longest wall had a black UV light wall tapestry hanging cloth poster of a Star Lion. The tapestry glowed gorgeously under the black light, giving the room a trippy effect.

Tom noted the various racy costumes, sex-swing, vibrators, dildos, and strap-on harnesses.

One big bed with black sheets was flanked by a smaller collapsible bed and a massage table. There was also an array of oils, lotions, lubricants, and scented candles. And Condoms were strewn everywhere.

“I want you both to treat me rough, and the rougher the better.” Announced Penny with a dry throat.

She was feeling a little tipsy from the party as she regarded both men with wide eyes and a lisp.

A minute later, Lady Penelope was being lewdly pawed by four rough hands. Penny cooed in delight as her stupendous tits were released from the flimsy confines of her dress. The two seduced men stared in open-mouthed amazement at the size of her globes of flesh.

As they bumped bodies, she felt the tantalising bulges of their swollen cocks.

“Good boys.”

She felt hornier than she had done in years as she caressed their packages through their trousers.

They all fell onto the bed and Penny wallowed in the thrill of having two hungry mouths suck simultaneously on her stiff nipples. As they concentrated on her boobs, she responded to their hands parting the slit of her dress on her left thigh and tugging impatiently at her thong.

Penny spread her thighs and the one name Jack dived between them.

He placed his mouth onto her muff, and moved his tongue back and forth, penetrating the juicy interior of her tingling pussy.

“You like that, don’t you darling?” She nodded eagerly and squirmed at his touch.

Tom concentrated on her tits, circling the quivering mounds then flicking out at the erect nipples. Escort Tüyap She shivered as he glided over her soft skin and she jolted at Jack’s eager mouth.

Tom joined in and both pleasured her below, and she laid back and squeezed her thighs around their animated heads.

Her mound and inner thighs were saturated with their spit as they drooled and dribbled in their passion.

She came in seconds as her clit was teased and flicked at by overlapping lips and teeth.

“Suck on this, Duchess.”

“My Lady.” She corrected him.

Jack was the first to break rank, as he unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out.

In the black light, his erection looked very hard, an erotic silhouette in the black light. The older female took it into her mouth and hummed in delight at the taste of his meaty dick. Her left hand found Tom’s equally stiff member and she pumped it with rotating jerks.

In the heat of the moment, Jack held the back of Her Ladyship’s head and he started to face fuck her with rolling hips. The ravenous blonde groaned accordingly and swirled her tongue over his glans.

“Here.”

Tom took over and Lady Penelope gobbled him up with the same enthusiasm, wanking Jack as she did so.

After a few minutes cock sucking, Penny rested her jaw and took a moment to look at both stiff dicks from close range. She was quite overcome by the sight of not one but two men together. This would be something to remember. She removed her dress, cheekily keeping her heels on, and got on her back.

“Fuck me,” she implored. “I need you both to fuck me now.”

Again, Jack took the lead and stripped off double quick. He positioned himself between her splayed legs and pressed the head of his rock hard cock against the entrance of her heated cunt. He was lined up perfectly, and as he grunted, his slick rod slid on in.

“Easy tiger,” she urged him as he eased back and then thrust up all the way.

“Thought you wanted it hard, Duchess.”

“Mmm, My Lady. Oh!”

Penny was indeed delighted as the younger man slammed into her, taking her hard, and thrusting right to the hilt on every in-stroke.

He became an animal, grabbing her legs and lifting them up over his forearms. She felt his hot breath on her face and neck, and smelt his beer soaked breath.

An erotic glow gripped her as his cock worked in and out of her pussy. Her bared skin was immediately dappled with perspiration, and her huge breasts danced on her chest.

“Ho!”

Her heart beat wildly as Tom replaced his mate and nudged her thighs open with a knee, entering her with a single stroke of his hips. Her pussy gripped his hot shaft as he began to move in and out at a rate of knots.

She was fucked hard and cruel, and her body bucked and writhed beneath the man.

As her excitement escalated, she held onto him with arms and legs. His rigid cock glided through the sweetness of her throbbing muff, and she attempted to match his deep thrusts with urgent gyrations of her hips.

“How we doing, babe?”

“Don’t…call me…babe.” She said, hoping that her croaky voice would come over in an authoritative manner.

Her breath came in spurts as each man took turns fucking her, switching up and shifting her top heavy frame this way and that. Her ankles would be gripped and her body rudely dragged to the particular stunt cock fucking her. Left to right, and back again.

She was their fuck toy and she loved it! Never had she been treated with anything so brutal, so exciting, as this.

She simply could not get over the excitement of having two men, rather than just the one, take her as their own. The hot tryst was equally incredible for both of them. They grabbed and fondled her pendulous breasts, both highly affected by their hugeness.

“Wayyy!”

Tom was obviously the stronger of the two as he easily lifted Her Ladyship off the bed, still with her impaled on his erection!

He carried the breathless high society, middle aged woman to the wall and slammed her back to it.

With a strong hold, he was able to pin the fashionable blonde to the wall with her legs wide apart and her riding on his dick. Her high heels flailed in the air as she was fucked in mid-air.

As his balls bounced off of her bottom, her rump smacked against the wall.

“Oh, you, saucy, sod!” She stuttered as her body was slammed into.

Now he started fucking her in earnest, pulling his boner most of the way out and then ramming it in again all the way. Penny came on his length and shrieked in her bliss. Nothing she had experienced with her previous affairs and casual relationships came close to this.

Still emboldened by his prowess, Tom spun Her Ladyship around and flung her on the bed.

Jack then butted in and pulled her to the edge of the bed and placed her on all fours.

In an instant, he was up her like a rat up a drainpipe.

“Do it!”

With his hands on her hanging tits he gave her his all.

His rhythmic fucking increased in speed. Tüyap Escort He was now pounding himself into her, rocking their bodies and the bed as he hammered his cock into her cunt. She could even hear the slurping wet noises of pussy and cock coming together.

The already radiant Lady Penelope glowed with sensual beauty. Her bouncing breasts gleamed with sweat, as she pummeled with the pounding of his turgid cock.

“Pull my hair!”

Jack looked at Tom and shrugged. He wound a handful of her fine locks and tugged hard, pulling her head up and arching her spine.

It was as if he were holding the reins of a fine mare, riding her like some stallion. Getting into the role, he smacked her on the rump with his open hand.

“Oh! You’re killing me!”

Again he smacked her as they fucked. One resounding spank on one cheek, and then another on the twin nate.

He pulled out at that point to wipe his brow and indicated to his friend to take over. Tom slid in behind her and slammed into her with such force that he triggered his own release. He grunted loudly and held himself deep inside of her. She felt his cock jerk and felt it begin to spray it’s load into her pussy.

“Shit!”

As Tom fell away, Jack brusquely pulled her up to the end of the bed until her head dangled backwards over the edge, her golden hair brushing over his lively groin. The unchaste Lady Penelope looked an absolute fright with her sweaty body glistening against the blackness of the sheets. Her arms were spread wide in a pose of absolute submission, and her massive breasts gleamed under the black light.

“Take this, Duchess.”

Jack gave her a slap across the left upper cheek and before she could protest he pushed his shaft over her lush warm lips and down her throat. She kicked out her expensive heels as his cock filled her mouth, gliding effortlessly down in this odd upside-down state. He skull fucked her hard, causing Her Ladyship to gurgle and gag until snot bubbles formed in her nostrils. He came in rippling waves ejaculating load after load down her throat. When he withdrew, Penny sprang up, gasping for air and dribbling cum from the corners of her mouth. Her damp body slid around on the slick sheets in her dizzy state.

She tingled all over, from head to toe. And she felt alive. So very alive. She felt a wild abandon, and her blue-grey eyes blazed as she looked from one of her illicit lovers to the other.

“Nasty men! I love nasty men!”

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That been the most fun, thought she as she reminisced. It had been a lot longer after that before the opportunity had arisen for her to repeat that delicious three in a bed tryst.

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“Hey!” Whispered her friend young Caroline, also a friend of her daughter Belinda. “Check out these two.”

Lady Penelope looked at the young filly with the chestnut hair and then she looked to the entrance.

They had been just some of the welcome guests to the birthday party one of her closest and oldest friends, Baroness Priya Angeli. It was in 2016, when Lady Penelope laid eyes on Priya’s grown up twin sons, Manan and Manav.

Her hostess and the Baron resided in a remote country abode in the Royal Leamington Spa, in the West Midlands. Set on a 12-acre plot of land, the Georgian mansion was thought to cost around £1.5million, boasting an ornamental lake and a recently built pool on the property.

At the age of forty-five, Penny had recently been in touch with Priya after a number of years. Their lives had been busy with raising their children.

They had first met at the tender age of sixteen when they had been sent to the all girl boarding school in Rodean Village. They had gotten along splendidly and had remained close friends ever since.

When she had last seen the twins, they must have been ten years old.

The two men who strolled into the main room couldn’t legitimately be called boys because they were at least six feet tall and approximately two hundred pounds each. With blue-black hair, enigmatic smiles, and deep brown eyes, they were typical good looking Indian men worthy of any Playgirl magazine spread.

She had watched them play when they were littler, and now Penny

wished to play with them this minute.

“Meet my boys, Penny.” Said Priya with pride, and took Her Ladyship by the elbow.

“This is Manan. He’s the oldest by five minutes. And Manav.”

Priya pinched him on the cheek and he swatted her away with some embarrassment.

“Mother, I’m not a boy now. I’m twenty.”

“Pleased to make your acquaintance, Lady Penelope.”

Manan took her hand and kissed it lightly. His touch was warm and dry, and most cordial. Manav did the same. If she had been given a million Pounds Sterling, she would never have been able to tell them apart, so alike were they.

“Likewise. Do you remember me?”

The twins looked Penny up and down, their eyes lingering on her purple Portia and Scarlett Kithira dress. The stunning mini features a low V neck bust line with added mesh, a gorgeous jewel design bodice and a bouncy feather skirt. Her bosom was barely held in check as she drank in their adulation.

“Trust us, we would remember.”

“Manan! Behave!”

“So, what are you up to?”

“Both of my boys are helping me out at the Library of the House of Lords.”

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