Horny housewives & Milfs: 7> A helping hand…or two
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Chris-t6290

‘Oh my, another boring day at home to look forward to, not,' I thought, as I roused from my lie in, Steve, my husband, having gone into work, as he usually does on the first Saturday of each month, thereby leaving me horny and frustrated.

Having dressed for nothing more than lounging around, panties, slacks, a bra and a thin top, I made my way downstairs and had breakfast; Steve forgetting to bring me up a cup of coffee before he went.

‘Let's see,' I mussed, as I considered what I had an appetite for - other than cock, that is. ‘Emn, Corn flakes...you can't go wrong with those,' I decided, just as the kettle for my coffee clicked off.

Setting everything on a tray, which included a slice of toast with cherry jam, I ambled into the lounge where I enjoyed what would be the only highlight of the morning.

Pouring a second coffee, I returned to the living room. There, and with little else to do, I gazed out of the window as I enjoyed the hot beverage.

‘Hello—handsome,' I thought, having noticed first one and then two youth's, both of who were kicking about a round ball out in the street. Soccer, I recall Steve telling me, in contrast to football with an oval shaped ball; one more for carrying than what they were doing.

As I continued to watch them, my pussy began to moisten and likewise my clit responded to my carnal thoughts - being serviced by two young men such as they; about 18 years I figured.

‘I dare say I'm not the only such woman in the close, who's ogled them,' I mussed, while my vacant hand idly stroked my neglected pussy. ‘If only I could entice them in. I'm certain they wouldn't pass up an opportunity to take care of my hornyness,' I concluded, my fingers virulently stroking my palpitating clit.

‘Okay, nice idea, and all, Hannah, but how?' I minded myself, struggling for a reason to get them inside and into my open clutches.

Having partially relieved the pressure, I idly rested my hand on the back of the sofa that I was stood beside. Just then, a thought crossed my mind and my face broke out in a chuffed confident smile.

I had asked Steve if we could move the couch to a different position. It being quite heavy, he said that he would get Mark to help. ‘Well, they look quite fit,' I concluded. ‘Besides which, it was the perfect reason to entice them inside.'

With my scheme worked out, I decided to get changed into something appealing. Up in our bedroom, I put on a matching thong and bra; cream with a floral design. Looking through my wardrobe, I took out a bright blue nylon robe for afterwards, and for now, a black pleated skirt, a maroon blouse and a pair of black slingbacks with a solid four inch heel.

‘There, that'll do it,' I smiled appreciatively, noticing my reflection in the mirror, and then made my way downstairs.

By now, my heart was pounding at the prospect of what I had in mind. But then, as I made my way along the hall to the front door, I had a worrying thought. ‘What if they are not conducive? Oh well, no harm in trying,' I minded myself, as I opened the door and stepped outside.

"Hi, hello," I said, not knowing their names.

"You look like a couple of fit lads. I wonder, if you can spare a few minutes that is, if you wouldn't mind helping me move a sofa. My husband's been meaning to do it," I appealed to them, their hopeful good nature.

Looking to his friend, no doubt for some form of agreement, they nodded yes in unison and subsequently followed me.

"I'm Hannah," I informed them.

"I'm Roger and this is David," rejoined the one I had spoken to; David carrying the ball they were playing with.

"So, you like soccer, then, or both?" I enquired, making small talk as I lead them up the path, Roger delighting in the fact that David Beckham had moved to the US. LA Galaxy, he enthused.

Closing the door behind him, I indicated to David where he could leave his ball, and then showed them into the lounge.

"I'm pretty certain it's not that heavy, guys, however, if I were to otherwise move it myself, I'd ruck up the carpet," I elucidated, showing them the item in question.

"That's okay, Mrs -"

"Gordon," I quickly rejoined, "but, please, since we're on first name terms, call me Hannah," I beamed.

"Okay, then, Hannah, where would you like it moved to?" Roger enquired of me.

‘This is going well,' I thought, before answering. "Hadn't you better try lifting it first?"

"As you remarked outside, we're quite fit lads, Hannah!" exclaimed David, flexing his right bicep to demonstrate, although that wasn't the one I was particularly interested in him flexing.

"Okay, then, only I wouldn't want you to otherwise hurt yourselves," I informed them sincerely, as they moved to either end.

"If you could just change the angle of the left end for me; bring it closer," I said. "Your left end that is," I quickly added, as David moved the right.

Having moved it back, he suspended it off the carpet while Roger, under my direction, moved the left end forward.

"Okay, stop!" I said, prompting them to put it down. "Yes, perfect, well done, thank you," I exclaimed, commending them for their effort.

"Okay, well, why don't you sit down, make yourselves comfortable, and I'll fetch us some drinks. Cola be okay?" I proffered, my heart beating at what I had planned, and in the hope that they wouldn't want to get back to their game, such as it was.

Accepting my hospitality, I left Roger and David to make themselves comfortable and headed off to the kitchen. On the way there, I collected my robe from the coat cupboard under the stairs and proceeded to the kitchen. ‘So far, so good,' I thought, as I quickly removed my top and skirt and then donned the blouse. Having loosely tied the sash, and feeling slightly nervous, or was it simply anticipation, I took three tall glasses from the cupboard, and soon had them almost filled to the brim with cola, and on a salver; just about managing to get my nerves under control, before I carried it back with me to the lounge.

"Why thank you," I exclaimed appreciatively, noticing their manners as they stood waiting for me.

Setting down the tray on the coffee table, I made a point of leaning forwards; hoping that one or both of them would peak down the top part of my robe as it drooped. Sure enough, and as I picked up two of the glasses, I heard a grunt from one of them.

"There you go, get this down you, that'll help clear your cough," I remarked cheerily, as I handed them each their drinks, and then took mine and sat on the armchair, which was somewhat opposite.

"That's...that's a nice outfit, Hannah," David stuttered sheepishly, before taking a drink.

"Why thank you, young man, you're quite observant," I fawned, before moving my knees slightly apart. Consequently, the nylon material of my robe slid from my thighs, giving them both a restricted view of my thong, which I couldn't help but notice was moist.

"You know, boys, I haven't properly thanked you for your help, which was most considerate of you," I said; they appearing to want me to do all the talking and enticing, I concluded, as I took a drink and then set the glass down, moving my thighs further apart as I did so.

‘This is it,' I thought to myself, of what I intended to say and do next. "See anything you like, boys?" I said, emitting an almost lascivious smile as I placed my right knee over the arm. Not quite finished with my slattern come on, I then slowly moved my left hand to the revere of my robe and then casually brushed my fingers and thumb along its length; almost teasing open the top of the garment to expose my shapely breasts. In doing so, I raised my eyebrows a couple of times in quick succession, almost like a provocative come on. That did the trick.

"You want to fuck, lady," Roger, the one I figured would be the more manly, exclaimed.

"If by fuck, you mean do I want you to put your cock in me, then, yes," I replied, my right hand moving to stroke the cleft of my pussy, in a brazen display of exhibitionism. "Come here," I said, moving my left hand to open my robe and then caress my breast.

"What about your husband?" David rejoined passively, as Roger stood up.

"Oh him," I said dismissively. "He went off to work earlier on and left me horny," I exclaimed, and as I did, I pulled my thong aside to show him; letting David see what I was offering and what he'd otherwise be missing.

"I bet you haven't seen a pussy like this before," I reasoned, before sliding two of my fingers up and down its moistness.

"See how wet I am," I exclaimed, holding up my fingers for the pair to see, and then moving them to my mouth to lick and suck.

"I just love the taste of my pussy," I swooned. "More than that, though, I love the taste of cock," I informed them. And with that, David got up and soon joined Roger beside me; I having already released his firm erection, which I began to stroke.

"Emnn, emnn," I murmured, as I sucked on the bulbous head of his cock, and was soon rewarded for my effort when, in addition to tasting his sweet sticky pre-cum, he used his hand to encourage me to take more of his thick shaft into my eager mouth.

"Who'd have thought we had such a fine slut as Hannah, living here, in the close," exuded Roger, as I avidly stroked David's long shaft.

"Fuck, you're not kidding, she's tossing me off madly," rejoiced David, my horny voracity getting the better of me.

Having slowed down, I relaxed my lips, thereby allowing Roger to feed as much of his cock into my mouth as he wanted; he not quite managing to get the glans into my throat, for want of trying.

"Here, yours is longer, Dave, I'm sure Hannah won't mind taking you down her sweet little throat," proffered Roger, giving me a couple of more hard thrusts of his, before withdrawing himself; his cockhead, along with my lower lip and chin, dribbling saliva, which subsequently dripped onto my cleavage.

"Yeah, look at that," he exclaimed, his eyes wide and wild. "I fancy I'll stick my cock between them afterwards," Roger enthused.

‘Young and full of cum they maybe, but, in contrast to the line from ‘Point break', these two are far from dumb,' I regaled to myself.

"That's it, Hannah, as much as you want," David exclaimed, his demeanour now a complete change to that of his shy, almost apprehensive, one of a short while ago.

"Maintaining my grip on the base, as I wanted him to experience the pleasure of a maturer woman sucking his dick, I slowly swirled my tongue around the head while Roger did his best to make me more comfortable by loosening my robe.

Having done so, he then moved his hand towards my thigh. However, since I am the sort of woman who likes to concentrate on one thing at a time, in this case blowing David, I closed off any access to my pussy, and did my best to break Roger's wayward concentration by stroking his cock as well.

"You know, I can probably take both of you in my mouth," I exclaimed, giving him something to soon look forward to, in between me running my eager tongue up and down his friend's shaft, every so often felling the blood course through it.

"I bet you take it up the ass as well," Roger jeered.

"I do as it happens, but only one at a time," I rejoined. I may be a slut, but my ass is no way as agile as my mouth; nor my pussy, come to think of it.

"If I'm going to take your whole cock in my mouth and throat, it's best that you sit where I am," I informed David, hoping that, while I did, Roger would be content to watch.

Helping me to stand up, Roger, with no objection from me, undid the sash of my robe and eased it off my shoulders. "After I've fucked your tits, and cum on them, I'm going to give your pussy a good licking, Hannah."

"I hope you do," I said. "And I'm sure a couple of studs like you, have got enough cum in you to fuck me once you have."

"Here that, Dave, Hannah, here, called us studs. I'm definitely looking forward to nailing your ass after," he enthused, leaving me to suck his friend while he returned to his drink.

"I want you to cum for me, David, alright, that'll make you last longer when Roger and you both fuck me. God, your cock's so lovely," I swooned, now stroking it with both hands - one on top of the other.

"I want you to cum on my tits," I soon told him. And having once more taken the head into my mouth, I directed his slightly nervous hands to undo the front fastener of my bra, the strap at the back hardly moving as the two cups fell away to reveal my shapely globes.

As was usual, in the sexually heightened state I was now feeling, not only was my pussy getting wetter by the moment, but my areola where dark and my nipples almost straining. Nonetheless, I continued with my task; Roger no doubt watching my head movements as I slowly slid my lips up and down David's long yet narrower shaft, my effort soon causing it to grow in my mouth.

"Easy, David," I marshalled him. "Let me have your lovely cock in my throat first," I said, adding a pleasant smile.

Noticing him relax - his cock nevertheless still hard and firm - I drew myself up and craned my open mouth above the lovely long muscle, which I now held upright. With my tongue resting against my bottom palate, I lowered myself, encompassing the now turgid glans and then most of David's shaft with my mouth.

"Hurm," I murmured, as I felt the spongy head graze my epiglottis, and slide past it; then, it was in. My throat, almost out of reflex, swelling against it, as I held him there - inside me.

"Fuck me!" Exclaimed Roger, he having moved closer and, without me noticing it, beside us.

"After you, Dave, mate," he regaled, my right cheek dimly aware of the heat from his cock, which was only inches from me. ‘Emn, I did brag that I'd probably take both of them in my mouth,' I reminded myself. ‘Maybe after they've cum for me,' I gleefully reasoned, as I motioned my head up and down; just enough, so that the crown popped in and out of my throat.

"I'm going to cum, Hannah," David, unable to hold off any longer, soon forewarned me.

And needing little more encouragement, save for that of me working the base of his turgid cock, his hot sticky jism soon rose up the shaft.

"Oh yes, that's it, cum for me, baby, all over these tits with your hot creamy spunk. After that, Roger can slide his cock between them," I enthralled, and soon felt the first of several hot jets of cum splash onto and between my warm heaving breasts.

"That's it, lover, cover me," I emboldened him, using my free hand to spread the sticky goo over my warm mounds; the back of my hand catching the additional deposits, which I licked off once he had finished.

"Oh wow, that was a lot," I rejoiced, whipping the head and the residue on my naked flesh, before taking David's wilting cock back into my mouth and sucking it dry.

"There you go," I exclaimed, having soon finished. "Why don't you refresh yourself with your drink, David. Then, after I've had Roger fuck my tits, I'll gladly suck your cocks together; a promise is a promise," I trilled, even though I hadn't actually promised it.

Immediately changing places, Roger allowed me to control his cock while David returned to his glass. Lightly grasping the hilt, I sucked on its length, soon building up some saliva, which I then dribbled down to my cleavage.

"So, young man, you want to stick this thick cock of yours up my ass," I teased, presently placing it between the folds of my breasts, which I then closed around the thick shaft; my fingers otherwise preventing it from sliding out.

"Her, herm," I murmured, as, when it rose up between them, the head popped into my open mouth, my desire to taste Roger's semen, ignited by the foretaste of his pre-cum from earlier.

"Oh yes, that's it, fuck my tits, Roger," I said, his hip movements more firm and fluid, indicating he was almost there.

"You don't know how much I want to shoot my load in your slutty mouth, lady," he said, albeit being contradictive with his choices of endearment.

"Okay, then, fuck your juice into my slut mouth, Roger. Make me eat it," I encouraged.

Without warning, not that it mattered, Roger grasped my head and drew me onto his cock, just as he came. Not only was it hot and sweat, but there was quite a lot of it. Rather than trying to swallow, and since his friend had already cum on my breasts, I loosened my lips. What didn't immediately flow down my throat trickled down Roger's warm cum pulsating shaft, which I had since released.

"Urmn, urmn," I murmured afterwards, as I both licked and sucked it dry. Once I'd done so, I subsequently raised each of my breasts in turn and licked what I could reach from them; after which, I massaged the sticky film that remained into my skin.

"Okay," I said, summoning them both towards me as I knelt on the carpet, and close enough for me to take their cockheads into my mouth. Having done so, and holding one in each hand, I lovingly suckled on them, every so often tasting some more leaking residue.

With their cocks presently back to full erection, each one looking more firmer and commanding than before, I had David lay on the carpet beside the sofa and then knelt down on all fours; my mouth once more suspended over his statuesque cock.

Knelt behind me, I soon felt Roger move the narrow strip of my thong to one side. Then, moments later, I sensed his warm breath on my exposed rear as his face came closer; the sensation of which, along with the anticipation of what he would hopefully do next, caused a shiver to run up my spine.

"Hurmng," I moaned in response, my mouth once more full of David's cock while Roger ministered to my needs. Not only was he licking my ass, the randy bugger, but he had the fingers of one hand inside my juicy wet cunt while he used a finger and thumb of the other to agitate my distended clit.

God, I couldn't help myself, and pushed back on Roger to have him fuck me harder, his hand soon filling me up as far as it could go. Luckily for me, his and possibly David's cocks would soon be filling my aching pussy to the brim.

With David no doubt wanting a taste of me too, I relieved myself of his friend and was soon squatting over his mouth.

"Stick your tongue in my cunt, David, and then a finger up my ass. Don't worry, it's clean," I told him, fingers of my right hand stroking my clit, in the hope that he would swallow my aftertaste as I had done for them.

"That's it, David, like that, work your tongue and finger inside me," I exclaimed, my first meaningful climax just a few strokes and licks away. To help, as it was needed and very much appreciated, Roger, behind me, clasped his hands to my hitherto neglected breasts, and lightly pulled on them.

That did it.

"Fuck, yes, I'm cumming. Don't stop, do it more, Roger, David, both of you" I appealed, my head jerking back against Roger's torso as I ground my crotch around David's mouth.

"Emn, God, that was lovely. I need to be fucked now," I said, noticing the time, and that Steve would be returning within the hour.

"Let me have you both in my pussy to start with," I said, before I moved back down David.

Squatting over him, made easier with my shoes, I held his cock aloft and lowered myself towards the turgid puffy head.

"Emn, yes," I moaned, as I teased my opening with the glans, my pussy soon encompassing them, just as I had done with my mouth.

"God, that's lovely. You don't know how good it feels to have a cock like yours fill my pussy up," I extolled, my hands resting on either knee, which I flexed up and down as I slowly rode his firm rod, before sinking down fully onto it. Having done so, I subsequently repositioned myself on my knees and leant forwards, my breasts now inches away from David's face as I awaited Roger.

"That's it, stick your lovely thick cock inside me, right next to David's," I exclaimed.

"Oh fuck, yes, that's it, all the way in with your thick fucking dick," I said encouragingly, Roger's frame soon arched over mine as he began fucking me.

"That's it, fuck me, you know I want it. I need it, two cocks filling me up and fucking me," I swooned, Roger thrusting into me, just as David withdrew.

"Fuck me, fuck me, yes, like that, just like that," I cried out.

"I say one thing, Hannah, your cunt's nice and tight with two dicks in it," Roger exalted in my ear, and just before he eased two of his fat fingers into my equally tight asshole.

"Christ! Fuck! Yes!" I almost screamed with pleasure, as a renewed climax presently swept through my body; Roger's fingers in my backside soon feeling his cock fuck into my wanton cunt.

"Take your fingers from my ass, Roger," I hissed.

"Now, stick your cock right up my asshole," I enjoined, reaching back behind me and pulling my buttocks open.

"The only thing I want to feel is your thick cock filling me up and then fucking my tight ass. Do it, do it now!" I insisted, while David remained momentarily still.

"Fuck! Yes! That's it, like that, come on, nail my ass, nail my fucking ass," I grunted, my hips swinging back on it as he speared his thick weapon into me.

"Fuck. Yes, fuck me, fuck my ass, fuck my cunt, fuck me!" I all but shouted, as yet another climax welled up inside me.

"God, I want your ass, Hannah. More than that, I want you to watch my cock slide in and out of it," Roger exclaimed.

"Up. Get up on the sofa," he presently said, prompting me to pull myself from them and go to lay down on the upholstery.

"Your back against the back rest," he directed me. "Then you can suck David's cock while I give your ass a pounding," Roger said, his right hand stroking his cock in readiness to do just that.

Having a good idea as to what he wanted, I sat up, so that my ass was part hanging over the edge, and then slunk back. Knelt between my legs, Roger then lifted them up and hoisted my feet over his shoulders.

"If you want it hard and deep like before, Hannah, hold yourself open," he said.

Of course, yes, I wanted it both that, but I also wanted a tight fuck. Nonetheless, and to begin with, I opened my ass cheeks for him, gazing into Roger's eyes, almost goading him to ram his thick hard cock up my ass.

"You want it hard, don't you," he grunted, teasing me with his hand actions.

"Yes, I want your big thick cock up my ass. I want you to fuck my ass nice and hard. I want you to slam your cock in my tight little ass," I appealed, Roger then directing David to kneel beside me, in readiness to suck his cum slick dick.

"You love cock in your ass."

"Yes, give it to me, fill my ass up with your cock, Roger."

And with the teasing, vocal also, over, I felt the head of his cock ease in. Then, and with one clear incisive thrust, Roger's cock was lodged in my tight ass; my fingers, unnoticeably, having moved away.

"So good, so fucking good in my ass," I enthralled wantonly, my hands creeping onto his thighs to motion him back and forth.

Stopping as I did, Roger then gazed down at me.

"Fuck me, Roger, fuck my tight fucking ass. Do it! Give me it! Fuck it! Harder! I said harder!" Each one of his forceful thrusts, pushing me back and expelling my words of encouragement from me.

Moving my head to the side - so much for Roger wanting me to watch him ream my ass- I just about, what with Roger's relentless ‘pounding', managed to accommodate David's cock, once more sucking on it, and this time for all I was worth.

"You one for sucking my cock from your ass," Roger presently uttered.

Considering I'd already shown them how much of a slut I was, and that I'd informed David I was clean there, which I was, how could I refuse.

"Okay, only stand with your back to the sofa, that way David can have my tight ass also. I can't wait to feel it filling me up," I said, giving him a pleasant wink of assurance.

Although David was less forceful than Roger with my ass, after some lesser words of encouragement, his long dick was soon filling me up, his balls swinging up and catching my clit with every forward jolt.

Roger, on the other hand, was, as earlier, back to fucking my mouth, my ass and pussy juice, once coating his shaft, were now mixing with my saliva. The combination of which, created a tangy aftertaste, one that was soon added to, when, for the second time that morning, he filled my mouth with his hot creamy spunk. This time, he held me to him, as he released several short spurts, each one coating the roof and back of my mouth, before sliding down my throat.

"Finish off in her ass, Dave, then we can catch up with the others," Roger told him, "I dare say her old man goes there." ‘He was spot on with that conclusion,' I agreeably thought.

"That's it, David, cum in my ass, fill it up with your hot, fiery spunk." A word that gets me horny, either each time I say it or think about it...emn spunk! ‘And my bodies had quite a lot of it today.' Not long after, I felt warm gushes of it spurt into my tight anus, my body quavering as each burst coated my rectal walls.

"Hurmng," I murmured languidly, as my otherwise tight opening contracted around David's long, yet slowly wilting shaft, squeezing the remaining drips from it while not wanting him to leave, just...there, my agile fingers bringing me to a final fulfilling climax.

Having finally relinquished him, I climbed off the sofa, turned around and knelt down. Once more taking his cock between my lips, I nobly cleaned it for him, relishing both the taste and the droplets of cum, which oozed out.

"There you go," I said afterwards. "All nice and clean," adding a contented smile.

Thanking them both as they got dressed, Roger remarked that, ‘should I ever need any help, and the such, then I can always call on them for assistance.'

"I'll think about it," I rejoined, as I saw them out, my robe just about covering my naked body enough so that none of the passing residents could see, and with just enough time to take a shower before Steve returned.

When he did arrive, the first thing he noticed was the sofa.

"You got someone to help move it, I see."

"Yes. A couple of the young men in the close, helped," I informed him.

"They did a grand job. I take it you gave them a good reward for their effort."

"But of course," I replied, handing him his late afternoon aperitif.

‘I let them fuck me, Steve,' I remarked to myself mordantly.