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In hindsight, Her Ladyship, Penelope Ward-Williamson, thought that it had been pretty idiotic to confront an angry looking mob of testosterone high, robustly built, virile young men, in such an outfit.
That being her new lightweight summer dress in an all-over polka-dot print, styled with a slightly dropped V-neck and figure-shaping darts under the bust. The hem was way too short and flared, and proved to be an absolute eye-catcher.
However, the imperious fifty-one year old aristocrat, hadn't expected them to respond how they did all at once. Things often don't go as one expects though, and the end result turned out to be quite satisfactory after all when she got the reaming of her life.
x
No sooner had Lady Penelope had work finished on her very own herb garden back in 2019, she quickly decided to have workers begin installing her much desired luxury spa.
She had come to admire her collection of almost 400 varieties of herbs, including rare medicinal varieties such as goat's rue, a wild legume that was historically used to treat the plague. And the spa would go directly in the vicinity.
The building of the garden spa had been put on hold however due to the global pandemic, and after the sudden death of her husband, Sir Hugh Williamson, Her Ladyship had put it at the back of her mind.
Now, mostly because of the record breaking English heatwave of 2022, the esteemed gentlewoman retrieved the plans for the construction.
The initial idea was to have a 12 metre indoor swimming pool with floor to ceiling windows.
A thermal suite which would include a Sauna, Steam Room and Bio-sauna. Experience showers and Foot baths. Although she had no worries about the cost of the project, Penelope had made the erroneous choice of keeping the same building firm of Aqua Acme. One of her closest friends had recommended the company to Penny who had been impressed by their boast of first class service and dedication. They promised exceedingly high standards which far surpassed the expectations of all our clients. They had highly qualified and experienced engineers and a specialist team of in-house engineers who are trained in all the key responsibilities required in maintaining the quality and operational performance of all features.
"Good enough for me."
She had her trusty butler, Parsons, make all the arrangements.
Inside of a month, the project had gotten underway.
x
Ruffled with sleep, Lady Penelope tumbled out of her bed and padded naked to the balcony of her large boudoir. She blinked under the cloudless sky, and felt the hard floor, heated by the midday sun warm her toes. Down below, she looked at the team of builders toiling in the sloped area that had been cordoned off for the construction of the new spa. Penny stretched lazily on the balls of her feet and embraced the glorious heat on her bared body. During these hot nights, the busty beauty chose not to wear any night attire. Instead she slept in the raw, loving the feel of the silk sheets next to her milky white skin. There had been a steady parade of men going about their various tasks during the last few days, and she liked to watch them bare chested as they were and working up a sweat.
"HE's rather dashing."
The insatiable MILF was drawn to one youngish looking chap who was closest to her balcony. He looked about twenty years of age, lean and tanned, with medium length hair and a tight bum. Penny knelt over the rail and leered at his desirable body with acute interest. She was completely transfixed by what she saw, and she was unable to tear her eyes away from the sight of him constantly flexing his biceps and bending over.
Her Ladyship did like a certain type of fellow to keep her fire well stoked. That being a younger chap with a decent sized cock, hopefully attached to a tall frame with an athletic build. Not necessarily the muscle-bound, overdeveloped types, although those were quite desirable also. But the boy next door often got her juices flowing.
After a while he withdrew to join the others, and the aroused noblewoman fell back onto her bed and ran her hand across her heaving breasts, and down to her golden pubed muff. Within seconds, she had worked herself into a creamy frenzy, frigging her gash, and teasing her clit with ever decreasing circles until her entire body tingled.
She imagined his youthful form hugging her voluptuous body to his, his every muscle, every sinew straining as he fucked her with his magnificent cock. Each plunge and thrust of him stretching her as he pistoned in and out.
After only five minutes, Her Ladyship had brought herself to a delightful orgasm.
x
At the end of the first week, Penny not paid much attention to the project until Parsons brought her up to speed on the lack of progress.
As she consumed her eleven o'clock pot of Earl Grey, her dignified butler knocked and entered the drawing room.
"Begging your pardon, Milady. But I fear that work on the spa has still some considerable way to go."
"Oh? Why the hold up?"
"It appears that the Avrupa yakası escort bayan supervisor has been taken with a dose of Covid, and the crew have taken this opportunity to conveniently slacken off."
"Bloody cheek! I'm paying them all handsomely. I'll deal with this."
"Would Madam like me to accompany her?"
"I think I can handle the situation by myself. Thank you, my good man."
The refined blonde finished off her last buttered scone and made her way to the rear of the mansion with an almost predatory instinct.
Lady Penelope was a classic example of a hardened copper-plated bitch when it came to insubordinance amongst the lower orders. She was rich enough not to have to count the cost, and tough enough not to care who knew it. With her strawberry blonde hair, toned hour glass figure rising to a spectacular pair of 34 DD tits, she could slay them dead. One way or another.
"Right then."
Not to put too fine a point on it, Her Ladyship was in a foul mood and ready to give these men a piece of her mind.
As she approached the crew, she noticed several rough-looking fellows lounging about and giving her lusty looks. Her mood changed slightly as she noted that they were all young looking, perhaps in their early twenties. Despite her misgivings, she was nevertheless flattered that her figure had their attention. They were all hot looking in an unrefined way. As she had just turned fifty-one, she liked the heartening reassurance of being mentally undressed. The feeling that she was still attractive, especially to young men.
One brazen chap stood tall and confronted her.
"Can I help you, love?" He spoke in an East London accent.
Her Ladyship's eyes momentarily focused on his rippling arm muscles that bulged from his shirt sleeved red striped shirt. Even though she stood at five feet ten, he was taller than her by a good four inches.
"Can I help you? Why, I'm the Lady of the mansion." She told him icily. "You're all working for me. Although I don't see much of that right now. What's going on? A tea party?"
"It's too hot to dig, lady." Retorted a large black skinned chap who was bared from the waist up.
Penny tapped her foot and put her hands on her hips.
Her tremendous shelf of big boobs shuddered under the flimsiest of necklines, and her glossy scarlet lips pouted dramatically.
"Too hot? Really, this is not on. I mean, you all have your phones on. Drinking and smoking. This is my home."
"Also, we are not all here." Said another with his eyes on her behind.
"What do you mean, you're not all here? Who isn't?"
Penny produced her own mobile and found Parsons' list of workers.
"Right. Answer when I call your name. Drew Peacock?"
"Yeah."
"Dan Gleballs?"
"Present, ma'am." Saluted red tee-shirt sarcastically, adjusting his balls in his jeans.
"Humph! Noah Cant?"
"Here."
"Jack Daniels? No? Absent. Dick Tate?"
"Yup."
"Moe Lester? Mister Lester? No. Phil MacCavity?"
"That's me."
Penny smiled at the cute fellow she had masturbated to. Scottish, hmm. With his shirt off, she admired his smooth, hairless chest and light brown hair that fell to the tops of his shoulders. He was also a tall one with long shanks and had an interesting looking bulge in the front of his blue jeans.
In fact they were all big. Very big. They were all five of them imposing men. Nobody said anything for a few seconds, and then Her Ladyship dropped her bombshell.
'In light of your sorry performance, it pains me to tell you that I shan't be paying you your full wages this week."
"Say what?"
"Do us a favour!"
"No fair. We dug the pool. Look."
Penny bent over to observe the very shallow and dirty pit.
"Not very deeply. Hey!"
Gleballs lifted the hem of her dress as she bent forwards at the waist so high that all present could see that she wore no underwear.
"You ruffian! Did you touch my dress?"
"Not me, lady."
Penny held up the hem at the back and noted the dark streak that stretched five inches. A hot flush came to her cheeks as she rebuked him.
"Look at this! My new dress is all smudged. Look!"
As she showed off a generous amount of milky white upper thigh and a hint of lower buttock, ALL eyes were on her. Gleballs held his hands up, inadvertently displaying his dirty palms.
"Your hands are filthy. How dare you think you can paw at me."
"He's alright," said Peacock as he produced a cloth and made a cursory quick clean of her dress.
Two others came for a closer look, and when they stepped back, Penny's mouth gaped at the sight of an open handed print on her left boob.
"Which of you groped my bosom! Hmm? Was it you?"
She stabbed Peacock in the chest with an index finger.
He quickly dropped the oily rag he had in his fist and spread his hands feigning innocence.
"Or you?"
Her nose came within five inches from the face of the dark skinned one called Tate. The heady scent of Escort Ataköy Chanel Coco Eau DE parfum assailed his nostrils.
"This is a very expensive item, I'll have you all know."
As she glowered at the encroaching group, Penny's huge white tits were barely contained in her deep V neck front. And a distinct dappling of perspiration highlighted her generous expanse of cleavage. Rather than avert their gaze, they one and all stared at her heavenly bosom without shame. Under other circumstances, a person ogling her body, or manhandling her uninvited, would probably have made her protest.
"This ain't the Lady of the manor. She's an old middle aged biddy. I saw her in a window."
"That is my cook that you saw." Cried Penny, retreating slightly.
"Yeah. This must be the maid, or summat."
"What is this, anyhow? Coming up to us dressed up all sexy like."
"Yeah. Getting us all excited."
"Excuse me? Are you all serious? I AM Lady Penelope."
"Nah. And this is just a three quid knock off. Look."
Tate tugged lightly on one thin shoulder strap and snapped it clean off.
Her right breast tumbled unfettered and was freed up to jiggle enticingly.
"You! You brute! I'll have you fired for that!" Anger welled up inside her as she began to lose control.
"Pull the other one."
Tate slapped her tit and hooted at how her naturally upholstered boob bounced. He dragged down the front of her dress and slapped both of her tits roughly from all possible directions. The result of this was a pair of two mucky and smeared mammaries.
"How vulgar!"
Needless to say, Penny was starting to feel like a true whore. She was surrounded by five rough and dirty men, and her feminine juices were released as her pussy made her sex positively wet.
"The way we see it, is that you owe us. LADY Penelope. A weeks pay. So we'll have to take recompense someway else. Your dress will cover day one."
Dan Gleballs used both mitts to rent Penny's dress in two. He tossed the remnants on the dusty floor and all five studied her quivering nakedness.
Her wonderfully meaty tits now sported perky nipples. She glared at them as they drank in her gloriously smooth and pale flesh, her very long and lissome legs and gently rounded bum. Gradually they focused on the darkening soft blonde pubic curls at the apex of her glossy inner thighs. Her increasing desire manifesting itself into a dampness that formed at her succulent muff. Truth be known, the renowned gentlewoman enjoyed how her exposed pussy tingled with an unbridled lust, and she rubbed her legs together to savour the moment. However hard she tried to prevent herself, she didn't want whatever this was to stop.
"No knickers. Naughty!"
Her Ladyship was groped and prodded by the mob. Her bottom was smacked, her boobs manhandled, and her thighs kneaded.
"Nice curves for an old 'un."
"Yeah, meaty tits."
"Ahem! I am not some doll for you to prod and poke. Unhand me. This minute."
Gleballs huffed and took her by the elbow.
"Come on."
"What? Where are we going?"
"To cover day two. You can suck us all off."
"How dare you speak to me in such a manner!"
Penny was led kicking out to her own herb garden and made to sit down on a patio lounge chair. With the unique sound of rustling denim, one by one, they all stripped their jeans and stood before her, revealing their rippling muscles, developed biceps, and their six-pack abs. They surrounded her with their cocks all erect and glistening in the bright sunshine, and she couldn't help but to stare at the nearest dick.
"Goodness me! Are you all mad?"
Penny's heart beat in her chest as she inhaled their manly sweat and stink and blinked at so many stiff cocks swaying in her face.
"I'll bet you've never seen real men like us, eh? Scare you, do we?"
"Yeah. I bet the stuck up tart has watched us though, dreaming about having us run our grubby hands all over her body."
Trembling terribly, Penny gulped and reached out to touch Noah Cant. His torso was warm and firm. His biceps taut as hell. He watched her move her fingers across his stomach, gliding over his wiry pubes to his jutting boner.
"Touch it. I DARE you."
Carried away on a heady tide of so many fantasies and erotic dreams, she gripped it, his prick immediately responded, pulsing in her clammy palm. The other men then grabbed at her smudged breasts, caressing and massaging the ample flesh.
Even though the insatiable and venturesome noblewoman had embraced all that was audacious and reckless in recent months, it was such a shocking and precipitate thing to do. It was an insane situation, and she had no idea what to do for once on her life.
"Have a care, gentlemen!"
With her face at groin level, Dick Tate's big black knob twitched in front of her. It wasn't just huge. It was enormous.
Now, he popped it into her free hand, and the horny blonde began to willingly stroke his deep chocolate log. Drew Peacock captured her attention Şirinevler escort as he pressed the head of his cock against her wet lips.
As she gasped, her mouth opened, and he pushed in.
Taken back at first, the blue blooded vixen did not flinch as that cock rolled over her lips. As she crouched under their flickering silhouettes, she felt another spasm of desire in her pussy.
"That's it, LADY Penelope. Suck on my dick."
She accepted the rigid length into her mouth, salivating over the salty flesh that slithered along his throbbing organ. And her hand eased under the hairy scrotum of the one on her left as she rubbed the other in her right.
With both hands occupied with wanking two big dicks, she blew spit on the one worrying her mouth. It was full-on depravity, as the other two let their hands wander over her upper body. Arms, tits, and belly.
Dan Gleballs took Peacock's place and shoved his cock past her lips. It was gloriously messy. Each thrust into her mouth left saliva hanging from her lips, and snot bubbles in her flared nostrils.
"The rich bitch likes her taste of a real man in her gob, that's for sure."
"Fuck!" She spat herself free of Gleballs, only for Cant to plug the hole.
She engulfed him in her mouth and started to bob her head up and down its length. Once she two thirds of the way down his length, Penny lifted her head until just the very tip was in her mouth. Then she drove onto his shaft once more.
His hands cupped her hefty tits, kneading them whilst she sucked him. His ministrations got faster, and The blonde's blue-grey eyes closed in anticipation. Would he cum in her mouth? Surely he would want to fuck her?
She looked to where young Phil stood watching. His eyes were wide, and his fist was jerking his big cock. He seemed somewhat standoffish, choosing to stand back from the others lecherous louts. Was he shy? How sweet.
Cant pulled back, leaving her face streaked with sweat and muck, and her chin dripped saliva down onto her tits.
Tate brazenly cupped her pussy and Penny whimpered as he slipped her his middle finger. He stirred her wetness as he gripped his substantial black meat.
The end of his cock was uncut, and rock hard as it was, his angry purple helmet looked bulbous and ominous.
"The saucy mare seems wet enough. Would you like us to fuck you?" Asked he, not really expecting a reply.
The naked peeress looked up with wide eyes and she licked her lips.
"Yes. All of you."
"Sorry?"
"Yes, I want you all to fuck me."
"Say it again."
"Fuck me, you devil!"
"Right, this covers day three.""
Tate drew her up on the long lounge chair and wrestled her into position so that he was between her legs, her soft buttocks nestling on the edge of the seat.
The man's bulk hovered over her, his dark skin contrasting with her pale loveliness.
Cant and Gleballs held her legs up and out as Tate's cock arched towards her prime target. With a firm thrust Tate nudge inside her glossy folds. She let out a loud groan and her aching cunt gripped him instantly. He gave it to her hard, driving his dick repeatedly into the wet sucking folds of her pussy. She clutched his forearms and stared into his sweating face. Her big tits pillowed on her as she was furiously fucked.
"Oh, that's so big!"
Once she was stretched out, his balls began to swing against her buttocks as he pumped her urgently and without any subtlety.
"We're going to fuck you like a whore." He grunted. His hips thrusting back and forth as he screwed her deeply.
"You smug bastard!" Hissed Penny as she dug her nails into his arms.
"Yeah, I'm the smug bastard who's going to fuck your brains out."
Under any ordinary circumstances, she should have hated the situation, but
there was something so incredible about the fact that there were more than
coarse ruffian pawing at her heated form, that she became consumed by a cock hungry frenzy.
Tate pulled out, and the dizzy aristocrat was roughly shifted three inches to the left, her bottom scraping on the seat. Peacock mounted her as her legs were manhandled by two of the others. The ripe shape of her rump lifted clear off of the seat as his turgid dick drove between her splayed pins.
"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.