les histoires de chrislebo

Walter was so aroused by what he was doing, he had dreamt of this for such a long time that he couldn't stop now even if he wanted to.

As she lay there with her eyes closed Mandy found herself getting turned on by the mysterious wandering hands. With his fingers fumbling and poking at her cunt she couldn't stop her juices from starting to flow getting her crotch wetter and wetter.

Walter let out a long sigh as he teased her panty crotch to one side and his finger tips touched her wet pussy lips. For a short while he just ran his fingers up and down the length of her slit amazed at how wet it was getting. Unable to control the temptation he wormed a finger upwards and felt it start to slip inside. Without realising what she was doing Mandy let out a quiet moan, it was just turning her on so much.

Startled by this Walter quickly pulled his hand from under her skirt and just knelt there frozen to the spot. Thinking that she had blown it she acted as if she was dreaming and rolled herself onto her side, she let out a long sigh and then lay still and silent appearing to be sound arelax.

She was now laying with her back to him and her knees drawn up slightly which caused her ass to stick out over the edge of the sofa. Walter stayed motionless for a good minute or two until he was sure she was still out cold.

"Oooh that ass," he thought as he looked at it in the tight skirt pointing towards him. Only a few hours earlier he had been looking at it wishing he could touch it. But now he could do better than that, without even thinking he instinctively leaned forward with his mouth wide open and locked it over one of her lovely round cheeks. This was an ass that had always been crying out to be bitten like a ripe piece of fruit.

"Mmmmmmmmm," he moaned as he bit down gently, his hands wandering all over it feeling the tight smoothness of her skirt as it stretched around her.

After a few minutes he straightened himself up and gazed in wonderment at the incredible Mandy, still not quite able to believe his luck.

As he grew more in confidence and the unbearable hardness of his cock overwhelmed him he decided to throw caution to the wind and, with some effort, he tugged the tight skirt up and over her hips. The sight of her two beautiful ass cheeks thrusting out towards him with the black lace triangle of her thong emerging out from between them was just incredible.

He couldn't control his urges and hoped she wouldn't wake up as he grabbed her ass with both hands and started groping at the firm rounded flesh. He pressed his face against it and kissed and licked all over her gorgeous cheeks while his hands roamed over the full length of her stocking clad legs.

His lust was out of control and he needed to relieve his dribbling cock without delay before he spontaneously came in his underpants.

He got to his feet and pulled his trousers and underpants down revealing his tiny, but incredibly hard, cock. The idea was that he would just wank himself off but as he dropped back to his knees he saw his cock was pointing straight at the crevice between her ass cheeks. He wrestled with the thoughts in his head for a few moments knowing it was wrong but at the same time not wanting to waste this once in a lifetime chance.

"Oh sod it!" he thought, and pulled the thong from the crack of her ass and pressed his rigid little tool against her tight little asshole. There was no way he could stop now, and so, lubricated with loads of pre-cum, he slowly started to push his cock forwards.

As he powerd it into her he found the firm grip it had all around his sensitive cock was too much, he struggled to hold back the intense pressure of his spunk aching for release.

Instantly he started pummeling into her groaning with pleasure, the tightness of her asshole around his wet cock felt out of this world. He wasn't going to last more than a few seconds as he reached over her relaxing body and grabbed at her tits with one hand, and with the other lifted her ass cheek up to watch his cock going in right up to his balls.

Ramming it into her over and over he could stand it no more and with the power of a cannon his cock exploded, shooting spunk up her ass. His entire body jerked and twitched uncontrollably, his fingers sunk deep into the flesh of her tits and ass as his balls seemed to endlessly produce more and more of the stuff filling her up until it was oozing out of the sides. Unable to hold himself up under the intense pleasure his body slumped over hers as he emptied the remaining drops into her. With his heart pounding like a drum and struggling to catch his breath his twitching cock slipped from her ass as he sat back on his heels exhausted.

That was a first for Mandy too, she had never taken it anal before but she found she quite enjoyed it. Still pretending to relax she could feel his spunk running out of her asshole and down over her cheek.

After a few minutes Walter very carefully moved her onto her back with the intention of leaving her in the same position she was in when she fell arelax. Once he had done this he was about to pull her skirt back down and pull his trousers back up to leave fearing that he had gone as far as he dare and didn't want to push his luck.

However things are not always that straight forward and seeing her there laid out on a plate for him was too much of a temptation. He couldn't resist having one more feel, after all she wasn't going to know.

He glanced around nervously knowing full well there was nobody else there. "Maybe I could just have a quick look at these lovely tits before I go," he thought to himself.

Knowing now after what he had just done that nothing was going to wake her he undid the buttons of her blouse and opened it up. He gasped with delight at the sight of her 34Fs inside the black lacy bra. Very gently he placed his hands on them and, letting out a long sigh, he massaged them in his palms. He wanted more and so reached inside one cup and felt the naked flesh all over, as he did this he came across a hard nipple sticking out like a thimble.

"Oh God yes," he whispered as he lifted the huge firm mound out with one hand pulling her bra cup down with the other. He did the same with the other and soon found himself looking at a pair of tits more magnificent than anything he had ever seen.

His excitement was now reaching boiling point again and couldn't resist leaning across opening his mouth wide and placing it over a nipple sucking it for all he was worth. Soon he was licking, sucking and kissing them both all over squeezing them hard with his hands.

Instinctively one hand went down and slipped inside the top of her black lace thong, crawling through her soft pubic hair until it felt her gorgeous wet slit.

Suddenly he realised he was so excited by her lovely big tits that he had almost forgotten all about the prize between her legs. He took his face out of her tits and looked down her body to where his hand was roaming inside her panties. He pulled it out and brought it up to his nose to sniff the juices that now coated his fingers.

"Oh God yes," he muttered as the scent filled his head causing his mouth to salivate.

He got to his feet and took hold of her legs at the back of the knees and lifted them up, which in turn dragged her feet along the sofa until her heels were within a few inches of her ass. Then he very gently allowed them to fall apart, as he did he saw her crotch splayed wide, the black thong barely able to cover the lips of her cunt.

"Oh God, oh God," he kept muttering over and over as his excitement reached a new high. Gently he teased the crotch of her panties aside until her cunt was on full display. Walter the weasel was terrified that she would wake up and catch him but he couldn't help himself, an overwhelming power deep within him was giving him no choice, he had to continue.

He leaned across her stomach and lowered his head between her legs to have a good close look at her pussy. It was all too much and he opened his mouth wide and placed it over it and started sucking her juices from deep inside. It tasted sweet and lovely, he couldn't help but groan uncontrollably as he licked around her soaking cunt lips pushing his face harder into it.

With one hand still mauling her naked tits he reached with the other down for his aching little cock, he desperately needed to wank himself off. But just before he started on himself he realised that he had a golden opportunity for something better, much much better.

This was a chance to actually fuck her, but what if she woke up? he would never live it down, or worse still he could even go to primister for such a thing. As the thoughts raced around his head he soon realised that it didn't matter, this was something he had to do, he knew there was no way he could walk away from what was before him.

The decision was made and so carefully he climbed over the end of the sofa until he was kneeling between her parted legs. With the excitement rushing through his veins he leaned forward and placed his hands either side of her for support.

"Oh yes, oh fuck yes, oh forgive me, I....I can't help it," he whispered as he lowered himself on top of her and let out a long, "oooooooooh..." as he felt his cock touch the wet lips that surrounded her entrance. As he lowered himself further he felt his cock slide inside her beautiful wet cunt, it felt so incredible to the 58 year old virgin, he realised in an instant what he had been missing his whole life.

As he buried it deep into her he locked his arms and held himself up looking down on the amazing beauty laying beneath him. She was every mans idea of a fantasy and Walter couldn't believe his luck as he instinctively started pumping his cock in and out of her.

He got faster and faster as the excitement took over, he lowered his body onto hers and started sucking and licking her fantastic tits. He was now ramming his cock into her as fast as he could and he moved his attention from her tits and, without a care if it woke her up, he began kissing and slobbering all over her beautiful young face.

As he tried to wriggle his tongue into her mouth he suddenly started talking to her, obviously completely carried away by the whole experience.

"Mmmmm you love it don't you, oooh you dirty bitch what a lovely wet cunt, oooh you love my cock up your gorgeous wet cunt, don't you, mmmmmm?"

This was completely out of character and it took Mandy by surprise as she still pretended to be arelax.

"Ooooh you tease me every day with that fuckin' sexy ass and those gorgeous big tits, you know what you're doing don't you, mmmm?"

Meanwhile old George is trying to control his excitement in the cupboard as he watches Walters spotty white ass bounce up and down faster and faster.

Mandy too was getting extremely turned on by the whole thing. However his tiny dick was driving her mad with frustration as it wasn't satisfying her at all.

The little office weasel was having the time of his life thinking he was some sort of stud, fucking the ass off the incredible Mandy.

"Oh yes, fuckin' gorgeous, mmmmmm yes yes yes," he went on as his hands seemed not to know what to do next. One minute they were groping her tits and the next feeling her stocking clad thighs.

Unable to control his unbelievable excitement he knew this was it, he was about to shoot his load into Mandys gorgeous wet cunt. Just the thought of it was enough to send him into space. "Oh God, oh God, yessss oh yesssss!" he cried as spunk burst from his cock and flooded into her. It was just the most incredible sensation as he kept on fucking into her soaking wet hole, dumping load after load of his filthy seed deep inside her.

Mandy was getting wetter and wetter as her own excitement grew at being used in this way, it took all of her will power to maintain her *** appearance. His cock was so small that it only served to tease her cunt to the brink of orgasm but never enough to finish her off.

"Oh that's good, oh yes fuckin' lovely," he moaned as he buried his face into her tits while the final drops pumped from his cock.

He lay there and cuddled her for a few minutes before slowly climbing off her. He just looked down with a huge smile on his face as he admired the gorgeous and sexy young woman that he, yes he Walter the office weasel, had just fucked.

As he glanced at his watch he suddenly realised that the time was getting on. So without a moment to lose he quickly adjusted her clothing back to how it was and tidied himself up.

As he went to leave he couldn't resist going back to her one more time and kneeling beside her to give her a long lingering kiss. As he pulled his mouth away he admired her beautiful face and particularly her sensual lips.

He paused for a moment as an idea raced across his dirty little mind. He looked furtively around as he unzipped his trousers one more time and took out his semi-erect cock.

"Maybe you can just clean this for me," he quietly whispered.

Moving her head to its side so it was facing him he pinched her nose shut causing her to instinctively open her mouth. As she did he leaned forward and, trembling with excitement, he slipped his cock in. As he let go of her nose her mouth closed around it. "Oh my God," he sighed as the feelings surged through his body one more time.

Very slowly he started sliding it in and out gradually getting quicker with each stroke as his excitement grew and grew. The feeling was amazing, but not as amazing as seeing something he never thought he would, Mandy with his cock in her mouth.

As he fucked her pretty face he stretched one arm out and, putting his hand back up her skirt, started fingering her still wet cunt.

"Oh you fuckin' horny dirty little bitch," he moaned as he started getting carried away. With his cock now rock hard and time against him, he knew he had to finish quickly before she woke up.

He pulled his hand out from under her skirt and licked her juices from his fingers moaning and groaning as he did. He knew it was too risky to come in her mouth even though he desperately wanted to, and so, just as he was about to blow his load, he pulled his cock out and started wanking himself furiously. Within a matter of seconds he let out a loud cry as he shot ropes of spunk across her relaxing face.

As he pumped it out with his hand he rubbed the tip of his cock across her mouth spreading the dirty sticky stuff all over her lips.

"Oh fucking hell," he sighed at the incredibly satisfied feeling that washed over him, "lovely....fucking lovely."

Pulling a handkerchief from his pocket he carefully wiped her face clean before zipping his trousers back up and getting to his feet.

He took one last lingering look at her then turned to let himself out confident that he had got away with it.

As soon as he left Mandy leapt to her feet feeling extremely horny and unsatisfied. At the same moment old George burst out of the cupboard desperately undoing his trousers to release his unbearably frustrated cock.

Without a word Mandy grabbed him by the shoulders, spun him around and threw him onto the sofa causing his trousers to fall down around his ankles. With no underpants on his cock stood bolt upright from his lap all gnarled and covered in thick pulsating veins.

"You, dirty old bastard," she said to him, "I fucking hate you but right now there's something more important to deal with."

George watched as she unzipped her tight skirt and pulled it down to the floor, then unbuttoned her blouse and threw it aside. She looked as if she had just stepped out of a magazine standing there in her matching black lace bra, thong and suspender belt complete with black stockings.

Without a second to waste she pushed him back into the sofa as she straddled his disgusting old body. With one hand she pulled the crotch of her thong aside and with the other she grabbed at the base of his cock and held it still as she lowered herself down onto it.

She was obviously in such desperate need of satisfaction as she instantly started bouncing up and down on it. She reached behind unhooked her bra and shrugged it off, now released her huge tits jumped and bounced around freely in front of old Georges face.

"Fuck I need this!" cried out George, "I thought he'd never fuckin' go!"

He grabbed her ass with both hands and started bucking against her slamming his huge cock hard and fast into her pussy. This caused her to fall forwards against him, her fantastic huge tits squashing against his face. He opened his mouth and sucked and chewed hard on them, biting down on her nipples.

"Oh yes you dirty old sod suck my tits," she cried, "oh I'm going to come, suck them you dirty old fucker, suck them, harder, harder!"

At last she felt the orgasm she so desperately needed start to rush through her body. "FUCK ME MORE MORE HARDER HARDER!!!!" she cried as her cunt tightened around his ramming cock.

"COME ON THEN YOU BITCH!" he yelled, "FUCKIN' TAKE IT!!!" As the words left his mouth he rolled her over onto her back and pushed her knees up by her ears and drove his cock into her harder and harder pumping into her like a man possessed. His heavy old balls slammed against her ass with every power driven thrust.

"YES YES YES!!!!" she cried, "AAAAAAAARGH!!!" as she reached the most powerful orgasm.

As his cock became awash with her orgasmic juices he let out a scream and went off like a rocket into her shooting gallons of his dirty smelly spunk up her throbbing wet cunt. He grit his dirty rotten teeth as the intensity of the feeling was almost more than he could take.

As he emptied more and more of the stuff into her she felt a second orgasm come out of nowhere and take her by surprise causing her to wrap her legs around him and pull him into her as her cunt milked every last drop from his old cock.

"MORE, I WANT MORE!" she cried as she held him against her grinding her hips round and round, her cunt sucking the life from deep within his empty balls. Desperately she grabbed his head and kissed him hard, her tongue licking around inside his filthy dirty old mouth.

"You want more?" he said as he picked up his pace and carried on slamming his cock into her, "I'll give you more!"

Although he had just come he was so excited that his cock stayed hard and he felt the pressure start to build again inside.

She grabbed her ankles and held them high and wide to get maximum penetration, sitting in a puddle of her own juice as it poured from her cunt.

"AAAARGH!!!" she cried, "YES YES YES, FUCK MY CUNT WITH THAT DIRTY SMELLY COCK!"

Within seconds amazingly he was ready to come again and pounded into her over and over with the strength of a man less than half his age. His heavy old balls banging hard against her ass as his cock relentlessly thrust into her over and over.

Suddenly she sreamed out, "I'M COMING YES YES AAAAAARGH!!!" and with that her entire body shook at the power of her orgasm. Juices gushed from her cunt all over old Georges cock sending him over the edge causing his cock to blast a second load of spunk deep into her.

As they continued writhing together they both slowly weakened completely drained by the whole experience. All too soon George knew he had to stop before his heart gave out on him. Feeling completely exhausted he clung on to her for a few moments before sliding off her and onto the floor.

After a few minutes to calm down Mandy, feeling pleasantly satisfied, got to her feet and gathered her strewn clothes together.

As she dressed herself she was about to tell George how this couldn't go on and she wasn't going to play his game anymore when there came a knock at the door. George gathered himself together, got to his feet and opened it. To her surprise it was Ted, he walked straight in holding a video tape.

He looked Mandy up and down and smiled as he caught the scent of sex in the air.

"No need to ask what's been going on here," he said.

Unsure of what was going on she was told to sit down and watch. Confused she sat and waited as he put the tape into Georges machine and pressed play. Her heart sank as she saw it was the recording of her and Bernard.

This was the last thing she needed, here she was about to tell them it was all over and they produce this!

The two old men started to explain how the film might look if they showed it to the police.

"All Bernard has to do is make a complaint," Ted told her.

She soon realised that they were right, it did look as if she was taking advantage of a bed ridden old man.

They had got her now, it looked as if there was nothing she could do to get out of this one.....

Mandy awoke the following morning having had almost no relax at all. On seeing the tape of her and Bernard and hearing what Ted and George had to say she felt physically sick and had run from the house. Upset and very angry she came straight home, turned her phone off and went straight to bed unable to believe how her situation seemed to keep on getting worse.

As she showered herself she felt the knot of worry in her stomach, she shouldn't have run out like that, making them angry was not a good idea and she hoped she hadn't given them reamister to carry out their threat.

She had always wondered if they would really hand over the tapes to anyone as that would mean bringing their fun to an end, but now with this new tape it was far too risky to call their bluff.

"Perhaps they would tell the police and just move on to someone else," she thought to herself. She didn't know it but she was giving them too much credit, not realising that it all came about in the first place by a chance encounter and nothing had been planned.

Knowing full well that she was bound to hear from them today and so worried was she that they might be angry with her that she thought she had better dress for work in a way that they might approve of if they saw her.

Having been told by George to wear stockings before she decided it would be a good idea to wear them again, just to be on the safe side.

Being a girl that doesn't like to wear the same thing two days running the stockings she chose were a champagne colour, far more suited to the white underwear she had picked out for that day.

She admired herself in the mirror, her white lace half cup bra held her huge tits high and seemed to hold them out as an offering. Making up the set were the matching lace panties and suspender belt that fastened onto the lace trimmed tops of her stockings with shiny metal clips.

She knew how sexy she looked as she brushed her hair back into a pony tail and couldn't help feeling a little smug at the thought of how men found her completely irresistible.

She finished the look off with a short beige skirt that fitted perfectly, tight but not uncomfortable. On top she wore a simple plain white cotton t-shirt that clung as tightly to her narrow waist as it did to her 34F tits. She knew if George or Ted saw her looking like this there was no way they would even consider letting her go.

Just as she was about to leave she turned her phone back on, she had two messages just as she suspected. The first was a simple message from George telling her to call him as he had something he wanted to discuss, the second of course was Ted.

His contained more detailed instructions of what he wanted her to do. He was on an early shift and so was already at work but she was to go to his back door and inside a plastic bag she would find his video camera. He wanted her to take it to work and make a recording of her and this Walter the weasel character that George had told him about. He warned her of the consequences if she didn't make it look good and finished with a simple order, "I want to watch you giving him the time of his life!"

She was shocked, the whole point of pretending to be arelax yesterday was so Walter wouldn't get the wrong idea and think she wanted him. Now however with this new tape they had she had no choice but to do as she was told no matter what Walter might think.

As she walked to work oblivious to all the usual ogling looks she got from almost every man she walked past she couldn't believe that the two dirty old men would soon have yet another video recording, only this time she was going to actually make it herself!

That morning at work Mandy kept herself busy while all the time wondering how she was going to carry out Teds instructions. Walter was such a creepy little weasel and the thought of letting him get his dirty old hands on her filled her with disgust. She knew it would have to happen at lunchtime when everone went out for an hour and Walter went to the tea room alone as always.

As lunchtime drew closer Mandy became more and more nervous, she so desperately did not want to do this. Every time she glanced across at Walter he would look away obviously feeling worried over what he had done yesterday and wondering if she had any idea what happened.

The skinny nervous little 58 year old was experiencing a mixture of feelings. Firstly he was indeed worried that she may have some idea of what he had done, but as the morning went on and nothing was said this seemed to fade. Secondly he couldn't help sneaking glances at her, she turned him on so much that he had a constant erection in his grubby underpants. He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened and found it hard to believe that he had actually fucked her, him little old Walter, and her the incredibly gorgeous and sexy young Mandy, who would have ever thought it! He wished he could stand on the table and tell everyone, especially all the guys, just imagine how jealous they would be.

Lunchtime came and everyone except Walter left the office to make their way to the local bar where they spent every lunch break.

Mandy hung back until everyone was gone, she then turned on the video camera that was in her bag and pointed the lens out through the zip opening.

"I can't believe I'm actually going to do this," she thought.

"Oh I can't be bothered with going for a take today," Mandy said to Walter as she entered the tea room.

Walter looked up surprised, was she talking to him? She never spoke to him other than for work. He was both pleased and disappointed to see her, pleased for the obvious reamisters but disappointed because he had been waiting for this hour to enjoy a nice private wank.

She placed her bag on a chair next to the door so the camera would catch everything that happened in the room. She then slowly walked across the room to the counter the other side to put the kettle on.

Walter watched her over the top of his newspaper, her proud outward thrusting ass looked fantastic in the little beige skirt. Again he could make out the outline of her suspenders through the tightness of the material as it stretched around her upper thigh.

She knew he was watching her, "yeah you wish you dirty old pervert," the gorgeous 20 year old thought to her self knowing full well that she was of course going to have to grant that wish.

He couldn't take his eyes of her and thought how it would be to just reach out and run his hands over that incredible young body.

"Y....you feeling b...better today?" he nervously asked.

"Oh yes thanks, oh and thank you for taking me home," she politely answered. As she turned to look at him she caught his eyes on her ass for a second before he quickly looked up to her face. Even then she noticed he couldn't stop glancing down at her tits as he spoke.

"Oh no problem, a....any time, i...if you feel that way again j...just let me know," he stammered.

"Thank you," she said with a smile as she turned back to making her cup of tea.

"Hope we've got some milk," she said as she went to open the fridge. It was under the counter and, knowing full well what was on his mind, she bent at the waist, keeping her legs straight as she peered inside it.

Walter reached under the table and grabbed his aching cock through his trousers to give it a much needed squeeze. The sight of her ass as she bent over was incredible, the hem of her little tight skirt raised just enough to give him a glimpse of her lace stocking tops. The sight was a dream come true and was driving the dirty little weasel crazy.

As she straightened up she knew she had to get a move on or there wouldn't be time to carry out Teds order. In a flash an idea came into her head how she could do it, she had to just bite the bullet and get on with it, she knew she had no choice.

"The other girls have said you're going to fire me for all the time I've had off lately," she blurted out. It was all lies of course but she had to have a reamister if she was going to have sex with him, she couldn't have him thinking she wanted it.

"W....what?" he asked her somewhat surprised.

"Please don't," she begged him, "I can't afford to lose this job."

"B....but I'm n....." he started.

"Please!" she again said, cutting in on him.

He turned on his chair to face her and looked into her beautiful eyes completely puzzled not knowing what to say.

Being painfully shy she knew he wasn't about to seize the opportunity like the others would. "Please, I'll do anything, just don't fire me," she pleaded as she crossed the room towards him.

His eyes moved from her face down to those gorgeous huge tits stretching the white cotton t-shirt to the limit as they gently bounced with each step. As she got closer he looked lower at the sexy little beige skirt stretched tight across the front of her firm thighs, its length only just covering the lace tops of her champagne coloured stockings.

The pathetic little weasel grew both nervous and excited as she approached, her body was just so incredible he desperately wanted more than anything to get his grubby little hands on it.

"I....I'm not going to fire you," he said with a nervous gulp.

"You're not?" she cried knowing she had to do something now or it wasn't going to happen. So, unable to quite believe what she was about to do, she made her move.

"Oh thank you, thank you," she said pretending to be so pleased. In an instant she sat herself down on his lap, crossed one leg over the other, threw her arms around his neck and with one more "thank you," she gave him a huge hug.

His excitement grew and grew as he felt her gorgeous ass instantly pressing down on his painfully hard cock. As she held him tightly, his face buried in her neck, she knew the disgusting little old creep would be getting turned on, but that was the plan and she had no choice other than to continue.

"I've been so worried," she went on, "how can I ever thank you enough?"

Still holding him tight she felt his cock sticking into her ass and so she rotated her hips ever so slightly, the movement causing her ass to grind against it. The dirty little pervert was completely overcome with lust and couldn't resist opening his mouth against her sweetly perfumed neck and giving it a kiss. He placed one hand around her slim waste and pulled her tight to him, the other he placed on her smooth stocking clad knee.

She moved her head back and looked him in the eyes, "you're so kind, I could kiss you," she said, "w....would you mind?"

He just shook his head, mind? of course he didn't mind he wanted it more than he had ever wanted anything in his life.

She brought her face to his closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly as she placed her soft sweet lips over his. Completely inexperienced he was surprised how instinct seemed to take over as he kissed her back.

All of his senses went into overdrive as he felt her tits squashing against his chest and her lips on his. With one hand around her narrow waste and the other feeling her nylon clad knee he realised that maybe she wasn't going to object if he had a crafty feel.

His nerves seemed to fade as he became more excited by what was happening. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and let out a groan of pleasure as she did the same back. He felt his way up and down her thigh, the nylon stockings driving him crazy. When he reached the hem of her skirt he worked his fingers under the edge and, unable to resist the temptation, pushed his hand further.

He was so excited as she seemed oblivious to where his hand was going as it crept higher under her skirt. He was shaking with desire as he had now gone beyond the lace band at the top of her stockings and felt his way over her bare skin and along the lace strap of her suspender.

It was all too much for the little weasel, he knew he would soon shoot his load as she continued to rotate her ass against his stiff little cock. He moved his other hand from her waste and reached around under her arm, through her t-shirt he felt the lace detail of the side of her bra. Again she seemed to take no notice and so with the excitement reaching boiling point he knew he was free to continue.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," he moaned as he reached further until her huge young tit was in his hand. He squeezed and felt it all over, it was so firm and magnificent and he could hold out no longer.

"AAAAAARGH!" he cried as he lost all self control and without any warning instantly came in his trousers. The relief for Walter was out of this world as he felt load after load of spunk pumping from his cock filling his underpants.

It was only a moment until Mandy realised what had happened as she felt the wet patch that was forming seep through his trousers and soak into her skirt.

"Oh!" she cried as she lept to her feet and looked down to see what had happened. He sat there with his mouth open gasping for breath, saliva appearing at the corner of his mouth about to dribble down his chin. He looked so disgusting with the huge wet patch soaking through the crotch of his trousers, he must have needed it so badly, it looked like he'd wet himself.

Mindful of what had to be done she continued with the act. "Oh!.....Oh you poor thing, I'm so sorry that was my fault," she said, "what can I do?" She paused a moment before saying, "here better get those soiled things off."

As Walter came back to reality he suddenly felt embarrassed, but she was so sympathetic and understanding that he soon felt more at ease and found himself relishing the moment.

He rose to his feet undid his belt and his damp soiled trousers fell to the floor followed by his spunk sodden underpants. Mandy crouched down to gather them up for him, as she straightened back up she noticed his tiny dick was pointing straight out from under the bottom of his shirt.

"Oh you really do have a problem don't you," she said to him, "I didn't realise I had that affect on you, I feel terrible for getting you into this state......... i...is there anything I can do to help you?"

The courage he never thought he had seemed to come from within, he looked her up and down and simply said, "oh God yes." He turned his back to the table, placed his hands on it and lifted himself on. Now sitting on the edge of the table he parted his legs and waited to see what she would do.

She dropped his clothes to the floor and moved forward until she was standing between his open legs. With his mouth still hanging open he drew in a deep breath as she took the bottom of her t-shirt in her hands and pealed it from her body and off over her head. As she dropped it to the floor she looked him in the eyes, he was completely mesmerized by her overwhelming beauty.

She pouted her full lips in a teasing manner as she placed her soft hands on top of his scrawny white thighs, her touch sending a tingle through his entire body. The words she uttered next were words he thought he would never hear.

"Y...you can touch my tits if you like, I know you want to," she whispered in a seductive tone. She ran her finger tips up his thighs and arched her back which thrust her tits and ass out even more.

"Oh God...." he whispered as he placed his grubby trembling hands over her white lace bra and began to squeeze. As he groped and mauled the wonderously huge mounds she reached behind unhooked the back and let the shoulder straps slip down her arms as the bra fell away.

There they were naked before him, firm proud and incredibly huge. He lost all of his inhibitions as he grabbed her around the waste pulled her even closer and dived into them. He licked sucked and chewed them all over, his head darting from one to the other squashing them against his face.

"You poor man," she again said to him, "I feel so sorry for you, I'm just glad I can help."

Her patronising sympathy fell on deaf ears as he continued his assault. As he devoured her gorgeous tits his hands went down and onto her beautiful cheeky ass. Squeezing and grabbing at it with one hand the other unhooked the clip on her waistband and ran the zip of her skirt down as far as it would go. It was so tight that it didn't fall to the floor, but his hand was soon inside feeling her firm cheeks through the white lace panties stretched across her ass.

He was becoming more and more desperate as he begged her, "please touch my cock, pleeeeease!"

She ignored his plea and was starting to enjoy the affect she had on him, she found herself wanting to tease the dirty little creep for a while first. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her little skirt and pushed it down, with a little wiggle from her it was soon on the floor.

Now the real Walter began to surface just as he did yesterday when he thought she was arelax.

"Oh God look at you, let me touch your cunt, oooh please I bet it's wet, oooh I bet it's so fuckin' wet!" With that he thrust his hand down the front of her panties and grabbed her mound in his palm, it was indeed wet down there and he thrust his middle finger straight between her pussy lips and deep into her cunt. Instantly he started ramming it in and out of her causing her juices to start pouring from within.

She was now getting so turned on that she knew she needed satisfaction. Aware that the clock was ticking she wasted no time and pushed him back so he was laying on the table with his legs dangling off the edge and his cock standing up like a flagpole.

Her panties were soon around her ankles and she kicked them off to one side. She closed his legs together and climbed onto the table positioning her knees either side of him. She took his scrawny wrists in her hands and pinned him down tight.

He was in heaven as he looked at her huge tits swaying from side to side inches from his face. She began to lower herself onto him pausing for a moment to rub her wet cunt lips along the tip of his dirty smelly cock. Then without warning she dropped herself onto him, his cock plunged straight into her soaking wet hole.

"OOOOOOOH FUCK!!!" he cried out as at long last he was getting what he had been waiting for. He instantly started pumping into her for all he was worth, every thrust causing her tits to bounce and jump around. She saw his look of desperation and teased him some more.

"Oooh you like my tits?"

"Yeah yeah yeah," he answered excitedly.

She stuck her bottom lip out as if to sulk, "don't you think they're too big?"

He looked shocked, "no no, they're lovely, i...incredible!"

"Are you sure?" she teased.

He just nodded his head violently.

"Do you want them?"

"Oh God yes please!"

"Are you sure?" she again asked as she started lowering them towards him.

Again he nodded his head.

"Oh ok then you naughty boy," she said in a playful manner, and, swaying them from side to side she dangled her nipples over his mouth.

He instantly raised his head and bit down hard on one, refusing to let it go he chewed and sucked on it like a starving man on a juicy steak. At that she lowered herself all the way and started squashing and rubbing them all over his face.

He moaned and groaned with the the unbelievable experience he was enjoying.

Mandy however was finding his tiny dick frustrating and knew she was never going to reach an orgasm. Despite this she started to grind her cunt hard against him in an attempt to try and climax.

"OH FUCK I'M COMING!" Walter suddenly cried, "OH YES YES FUCK YES!" He struggled his wrists free and grabbed her tits in his hands as he started slamming into her as hard as he could. "God I love your fuckin' tits, ooh yes they're so fuckin' big!" He kept on pounding into her, "I knew you were a dirty bitch....ooh you dirty sexy slut your cunt's so fuckin' wet aaaargh!"

With that his cock burst open spewing load after load of his dirty smelly spunk into her. Over and over he pumped more and more of it up her throbbing cunt shouting and crying out as he did, "YES OH YES FUCKIN' HELLLLLLLL!!!"

After a few more minutes to allow him to fully empty every last drop into her she climbed off and gathered her clothes from the floor. Before she could grab her panties though he got to them first. He brought them up to his nose and sniffed, he drew the scent of her sex deep into his nostrils, "I'll keep these," he said with a grin.

"God you really are a dirty old pervert," she thought to herself. Everyone was due back in 5 minutes and so with no time to argue she quickly put the rest of her clothes on grabbed the bag with the camera in it and left the room.

Walter had to spend the first hour of the afternoon unable to move from his desk while his trousers dried out. Mandy became more and more annoyed at him as he kept looking at her and winking. At one stage, when nobody was looking, he pulled her panties from his pocket opened them out and ran his tongue along the juice soaked crotch. All she could do was glare daggers at him, but he simply smiled and put them back in his pocket.

As 3 O'clock approached Walter instructed Mandy to take her tea break. As she left the office for the tea room she wondered if the irritating little pervert was going to follow her, she didn't have to wait long to find out.

As she stood making her hot take she heard the tea room door open and somebody come in. Suddenly she felt a hand on her ass, it was Walter.

"Ooh that's lovely," he whispered into her ear. He looked down and admired the way her skirt smoothly cascaded from her narrow waste out over her cheeks as he squeezed each one in turn.

"No more, that was it," she told him, I want you to stop." He wasn't listening, all he knew was he had been watching and lusting after her for months, and now all his dreams seemed to be coming true he was going to make the most of it.

"Ooh come on, you know you want it," said the deluded old fool as he slippeed his other hand up under the front of her t-shirt.

"No I don't," she protested as his creepy old hand crawled up her stomach towards her tits.

"Yes you do you cock teasing little slut," he went on, his hands now all the way up her shirt and cupping her 34F tits, "such beautiful tits, so huge and firm, oh God I love them."

The dirty old pervert was groping her all over and she didn't know what to do.

"Stop it.....please," she pleaded.

"I'm sorry I can't," he said as he began to lick at her neck, "you're just so fuckin' gorgeous, so fuckin' sexy, my cock's been hard for months because of you."

She decided the only way to get him off was to give him what he wanted.

"Ok ok," she said, "but this is the last time!"

"Oh, yes!" he answered excitedly.

"The last time!" she again told him.

"Oh of course....the last time," came his rather unconvincing reply.

"We've only got ten minutes, so where do you want me?" she asked him in an annoyed tone.

"Over the table," he quickly answered.

At that she went over and stood facing the table.

"Ooh bend over, go on," he excitedly told her.

With her legs straight and spread apart she bent over it and held onto the far side causing her ass to thrust outwards.

The dirty little weasel grabbed a chair and sat himself between her parted legs, his face just a few inches from her ass. He placed his hands on the back of her legs and slowly began to slide them up. Her stockings felt so smooth and silky, he could already feel his cock oozing from the tip. His excitement grew as his hands vanished under her skirt, as they raised higher her skirt raised too.

Soon her ass was fully exposed, she had glorious round cheeks framed by two white suspender straps clipped to her lace topped stockings. In the middle was the prize, her sweet lovely cunt, its lips glistening with the traces of her juice.

With his hands on her ass he pulled it apart until he was looking deep into her dark tunnel, overcome with lust he pushed his face into it and began slobbering inside with his tongue.

He groaned as he ate at her beautiful wet cunt, he slipped his fingers in either side to open it even further, soon he was licking and chewing on it like a dog.

Reluctantly Mandy began to enjoy the experience and responded by pushing herself back harder against him. She desperately wanted to orgasm, the frustration of being played with so selfishly like this was driving her mad.

After a few minutes his hands began roaming all over her body, up and down her nylon clad legs, her ass, even her tits that were squashed against the table, he was loving it.

Suddenly he lept to his feet and kicked the chair back, "ooh I think I'm ready for you now baby," he said as he unzipped his trousers and dropped them to the floor together with his stained old underpants.

She straightened up and turned to face him unsure of what he had in mind. He kissed her hard on the lips and gave her tits an almighty squeeze for a few moments before placing his hands on her shoulders and slowly pushing her down.

She knew what this meant, it was something she had been dreading but had no choice but to do as he wanted.

As she fell to her knees she found herself looking straight at his dirty little cock pointing straight at her as hard as can be. It was still covered in his dry stale spunk from earlier, the smell was vile and she wondered if she could go through with it.

"Lick it!" he barked, "I know it's what you've been waiting for."

He couldn't have been more wrong as she put her tongue out and began to run up the length of the foul tasting thing.

He let out a long sigh and rolled his eyes back in his head as her touch was sending him over the moon. He couldn't believe the incredible sensation as her tongue ran up and down it, it became unbearable when she swirled around the tip. It was driving him crazy he could stand the teasing no more and so grabbed either side of her head and thrust his cock straight into her mouth.

"Suck it, oooh yeah more more!" he cried as he took hold of her pony tail and started bucking against her. "Look at me," he ordered, "play with my balls!"

She did as he asked with one hand but the other she slipped down between her legs to rub her frustrated pussy. She played with herself harder and harder desperately wanting to bring herself to a much needed orgasm.

As he looked down he saw her beautiful big brown eyes looking back at him, he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. The sight of his cock fucking her pretty face while she stroked his balls with her finger tips was just too much.

Suddenly he let out a cry and his cock exploded an almighty amount of spunk into her mouth causing her to gag as she tried to swallow it all down. He pounded his cock into her sweet face harder and harder shooting more and more of his filthy seed down her throat.

"Yessss yesssss ooooh fuck yessss," the disgusting little creep hissed as he powerd his cock in as far as it would go.

Mandy was so frustrated as she hadn't achieved an orgasm as was left feeling frustrated by it all.

Walter still held onto her as he squeezed the final drops from his cock into her mouth and she sucked it clean.

As he stepped away they both knew they had to get back to work or they would be found out. In the scramble to get his trousers on Walter dropped her panties and she quickly grabbed them and ran from the room.

The remainder of the afternoon she spent ignoring Walter in the hope that he did indeed know that was a one off and wasn't going to happen again.

On her way home that evening as Mandy dropped the carrier bag and video camera at Teds back door she wondered if it would be worth going to see Bernard to find out if he really would put a complaint in to the police about her. It had to be worth a try, she might be able to use some friendly persuasion, after all what had she got to lose.

When she got in she went to her room and flopped onto her bed exhausted when suddenly her phone rang, it was George, she had forgotten she was supposed to ring him.

"H...hello,"

"It's me," said George, "don't say anything just listen. You were supposed to call me and you didn't, now if you want that tape to stay out of the hands of the police you had better come over tomorrow evening."

"Ok," she answered.

"Oh and one more thing."

"What?"

"Bring a friend."

"W....what?" she asked.

"You heard me, oh and she better be fuckin' hot....just like you, understand?"

"Y...yes," answered Mandy, then the phone went dead...

As she got herself ready for work Mandy saw something on the bedroom floor. On closer inspection she realised it was the keys to Georges house, she must have dropped them there when she pulled them from his pocket.

She picked them up and stuffed them into her bag delighted at the possibilities that this piece of good fortune could bring. Aware that as soon as he got home and found himself without any keys he would be coming straight back, Mandy hurriedly finished dressing and set off for work.

As she walked along the street she was subjected to the usual barrage of lustful gazes from every man she passed. Some would just smile at her slightly embarrassed at being caught out while others just blatantly stared at her massive tits as they bounced and jiggled with every step.

She wore a tight fitting pair of cream trousers that clung to her ass and thighs as if they had been painted on, from the knee down they flared outwards covering her high heeled shoes. The faint black pinstripe in them emphasized the incredibly sexy shape of her gorgeous ass, her outward thrusting cheeks looked silky smooth thanks to the tiny white lace thong she wore underneath.

On top she wore a cream turtle neck sweater that fitted her perfectly, making her 34Fs look such an irresistable temption as always to all that cast their eyes over them.

As she arrived at work her phone in her handbag rang. It was her lady telling her that they had just got back from their weekend away to find an old man trying to break into the house. They had called the police and he had been arrested and taken to the police station.

Mandy knew straight away that it was George, he must have been trying to get in to find his house key. Nothing more was said and so Mandy was quietly confident that the old boy can't have said anything about the two of them. Unable to do anything about it she decided to put it out of her mind and settle into her day at work.

She spent the morning trying to avoid Walter, this was proving to be an impossibility as he took every chance he could to walk past her. Each time brushing his hand across her ass or whispering disgusting comments in her ear.

He had been looking forward to seeing her all weekend, excited at the prospect of picking up where they had left off. As the morning wore on however he was confused by her lack of interest and her apparent attempts to completely ignore him.

This didn't dampen his spirits though, or the constant stirring in his loins. He couldn't take his eyes off her all morning, her ass in the tight cream trousers looked so incredible, and as for her mammoth tits inside the clingy sweater... well they were just to die for.

Just before lunch a package arrived for Walter that had been hand delivered to the front desk. He was confused on opening it to find a video tape inside but no note saying what it was or who it was from.

As Mandy saw him pull it from the envelope her heart sank, she knew straight away what it was. It must have been Teds idea of fun but Mandy wasn't laughing. She watched Walter put it away inside his desk drawer somewhat puzzled, he would have to wait until he got home for the mystery to be revealed.

As lunchtime came and everybody left Mandy watched to see if Walter was going to the tea room as usual. She would use the opportunity to steal the tape from his desk drawer to avoid him ever knowing what was on it.

He didn't go to the tea room however, instead he took the tape from the drawer grabbed his car keys and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" called Mandy.

"Uh?" replied Walter somewhat surprised as this was the first time she had spoken to him all day. "I...I'm off home to see what this is," he said holding up the tape.

"Oh, I...erm I thought you might want to spend your lunch break with me in the, erm, tea room," she blurted out without thinking. She knew she had to stop him watching that tape and this was the only way she could think of to do it.

"Well, I didn't think you were talking to me," replied the creepy little weasel as he approached her.

Before he got too near she turned and went through to the tea room, she could feel the old perverts eyes burning holes in her ass cheeks as she quickly walked.

His cock was as stiff as a board and he was in desperate need of relief having spent the entire morning watching her, lusting after her, ***d by the desperate need to touch and feel that incredible body.

As she approached the sink he was on her in an instant, causing her to grab onto it for support. She felt his foul breath on her neck as one hand went around her waist and the other felt and groped all over her ass.

"Ooh I knew you wanted it," said the deluded little pervert, the excitement obvious from his heavy breathing.

"O....of course I did," she lied as she tried to pretend to not mind the disgusting little weasels worrying of her.

He was in heaven as he felt and squeezed her cheeks through the silky smooth tightness of her trousers. He unbuckled his belt and dropped his own trousers and underpants to the floor, all the time licking and kissing up and down her neck. His excitement was already beyond control.

"Ooh yes yes your fuckin' ass has been driving me mad, you're such a horny little cock teaser," he mumred in her ear.

She felt sick and held onto the edge of the sink as he now unbuttoned her trousers and slid the zipper down. They were so tight that he had to hook his thumbs in the waistband and power them down, as he did her lovely firm round cheeks seemed to pop out into view. He stopped and took in the incredible sight before him, the trousers were pushed down and stretched around the tops of her thighs making it impossible for her to spread her feet more than just a few inches apart. Her rounded ass cheeks were fully exposed thrusting out above the waistband, the tiny white lace triangle of her thong emerging from between them at the very top.

He couldn't help himself, this was impossible for any man to resist as he hooked his finger under the back of her thong and lifted it out from her ass crack and moved it aside. He groped and squeezed the firm meaty cheeks of this incredible ass that he had been drooling over all morning then with his thumbs he pulled them apart exposing her puckered little pink asshole.

"Ooh lovely," he whispered as he offered his desperately stiff little cock up against it. As soon as the tip of it touched her it jerked and oozed the watery liquid that had been seeping from it all morning.

The pre-cum now coating it made it easier as he started to push himself in, the feeling for the pathetic little weasel was one of complete and total pleasure. As he went in deeper he couldn't believe the incredibly tight grip her asshole had on his rock hard tool.

Mandy just hung on tight to the sink as she felt the strange sensation of her ass being invaded in this way.

"Ooh what a fuckin' gorgeous ass," he groaned as he powerd himself in all the way up to his balls, "ooh yeah, you love it don't you?"

She simply nodded her head as he released her cheeks from his grip and began ramming his cock in and out getting faster and faster each time.

"God that feels good!" he moaned as one hand went up under her sweater and mauled at her huge tits, while the other worked its way inside the top of her lace thong and through her soft pubic hair towards her cunt.

Mandy had no choice other than to let him use her body this way no matter how disgusting and repulsive she found it. Clinging to her like his life depended on it he kept bucking his cock into her asshole, her cheeks bouncing and wobbling every time he slammed against her.

His fingers now delved deep into her moist slit and he stirred them around inside getting her wetter and wetter. Releasing her tits from the other hand he reached up and grabbed her lovely soft blonde hair pulling her head back onto his shoulder. Constantly muttering disgusting things in her ear he licked the side of her face, then suddenly, he pulled his fingers from her cunt and brought them, soaking wet with her juices to her mouth.

"Ooh taste it, go on suck them," he pleaded as he powerd them into her mouth, "ooh yeah you love to taste your lovely cunt juice don't you!"

As she began to suck and lick his fingers clean he could hold back no more, the tightness of her asshole constricting his cock sent him over the edge.

"AAARGH YES!!!" he cried, " I'M COMING OH GOD I'M COMING!!!" With that his balls errupted firing spunk up through his cock and into her ass.

He looked down at himself pumping into her, the sight of his cock thrusting between her cheeks was just incredible.

"Ooh what a gorgeous fuckin' ass," he moaned, "ooh yeah what a fuckin' gorgeous meaty piece of fuckin' ass!"

As he continued to pump the remainder of his spunk into her he released her from his vice like grip and grabbed her ass cheeks lifting them up and apart until he had completly emptied himself.

As he stepped back his weedy little cock slithered out of her like a tiny snake, "thank's for that," he said as he slapped her hard across the ass.

She said nothing and just pulled her trousers back up and stepped to one side allowing him to lean on the sink while he did the same.

"Give me 5 minutes and we I'll be ready to go again," he said with a dirty grin on his face.

"I don't think so," Mandy replied as she went to leave the room.

"Right be like that then, I'm off to see what this tape is," he said looking at his watch and seeing that he still had 45 minutes of his lunch hour left.

Mandy suddenly realised that she still had to keep him occupied to give her chance to get the tape from him before he went home that evening.

She stopped and closed the door before turning to the little 58 year old weasel sat there still catching his breath. She hated the filthy little creep, no girl in their right mind would ever even look at such a pathetic little pervert. As for the thoughts that went through his mind, well how dare he, guys like him were not worthy of even talking to girls like her let alone anything else! Yet she had to do what had to be done and if that meant blowing his deluded little ego out of all proportion then so be it.

"When I said I don't think so, I meant I don't think I can wait another 5 minutes," she said keeping up the pretence.

She looked at Walter and saw a huge smile come back to his face. He was vile and disgusting, such an insignificant pathetic little runt of a man, but she had to stop him leaving.

His eyes seemed to bulge from his head as he watched her cross the room towards him. Placing one hand on the back of his chair she leaned over bringing her face to his all the while keeping her legs locked straight. She placed her mouth over his and proceeded to give him the most sensual long and lingering kiss he had ever experienced.

His cock grew hard in an instant as he held her beautiful young face gently in his hands, as the kiss went on he moaned and couldn't resist slipping his tongue inside her mouth and wrapping it around hers.

Letting one hand slip from her face he reached along under her body and took hold of one of her magnificent tits hanging beneath her. He lifted his hand higher to take its weight, it felt so incredibly huge and heavy as he began to feel it all over through the tight sweater.

Still her mouth was locked onto his as he felt her hand begin to unzip his trousers. All he could do was sit there wallowing in the treatment he was receiving from the gorgeous 20 year old.

He drew in a deep breath as he felt her hand go inside his trousers and start to carress his cock and balls through his grubby old soiled underpants.

Slipping his hand around the back of her head through her lovely blonde hair he pulled her face tighter to his as he grew more excited, his tongue now ravishing her mouth deep inside. His other hand squeezing and mauling at both of her huge swaying tits as they hung beneath her.

Mandy unbuckled his belt and opened his trousers wide before taking the elastic top of his underpants and lifting it over his cock and down below his balls leaving him fully exposed.

Walter started to drag her sweater up her body in an attempt to uncover her tits. Sensing what he was doing Mandy straightened herself up and pulled it off over her head bringing her huge meaty breasts encased in a white half cup bra into view.

He just watched in total awe as she knelt between his legs and, taking his stiff little member in her hand, placed it beneath her tits behind the front clasp of her bra and slowly lowered herself down. Walter drew a deep breath at the sensation of his cock being stuffed between her huge tits held tightly together by the bra. As the tip of his cock appeared in her deep cleavage he couldn't resist reaching out with both hands and taking hold of each bra encased breast and squashing them harder around his cock.

"Oooh fuckin' hell!" he sighed as he started pumping his cock up and down, "such beautiful fuckin' tits."

"Mmmmm," replied Mandy, "why don't you come all over them."

He didn't need telling twice as his pumping got faster and faster, it was such a dream to have his frustrated little cock tightly squeezed between the two most incredible tits he had ever seen.

His excitement grew more and more the faster he got groping and squeezing her tits as they ***d his throbbing little cock. He knew he couldn't stand it much more and fucked her gorgeous firm young tits like a perverted little maniac.

"Ooh yeah you dirty slut!" he cried, "you love my cock don't you! You want me to spunk all over your fuckin' great big tits? Eh? Is that what you want?" He was now red faced and sweating like a pig as he gripped them tighter in his hands and fucked into them harder and harder.

"Ooh yes please," she said in a teasing girly way.

"Oh fuckin' hell I'm gonna spunk all over you!" he cried as he tugged the white lace shoulder straps of her bra down off her shoulders and reached inside the cups to scoop her tits out.

She raised herself up and took his cock out from behind the clasp, with her tits out on full display he reached forward and pinched her nipples hard, she lowered them onto his lap either side of his rock hard little dick.

He was so excited and desperately wanted to blow his load he knew he couldn't hold out much longer. It became even harder when he felt her hand reach under her tits and gently cup his swollen balls. She then brought her other hand up over her tits and reaching down between them she wrapped her fingers around his throbbing hard tool and began to wank him off.

"Oooooh yes yes!" he cried as he grabbed either side if his seat for support, his entire body jerking and twitching uncontrollably.

He looked down into her eyes as she looked straight back into his, she was just so beautiful.

She teasingly ran her tongue around her lips as she continued wanking his little cock, then whispered, "come! Oooh come all over my lovely big tits." She followed with a long sigh as suddenly a huge rope of spunk shot in the air hitting her in the face and landing all across her tits. Walter let out a cry as this was instantly followed by another, then another.

She pumped more and more of the filthy stuff from him rubbing the end of his cock all over her tits smearing his spunk all over them. Walter felt so instantly satisfied at releasing such a massive load from his long suffering balls.

"Mmmmmmmmm," he groaned as the final drops pumped from his swollen purple end. The sight of his spunk sladyed over her tits and face was so incredible to see that, along with the overwhelming sexual satisfaction, he also felt so proud of his achievement.

Slumped in his chair he just watched as Mandy took a towel from by the sink and mopped herself clean. She dressed herself and without a word turned and left the room, Walter couldn't help but watch her sexy ass as she went.

Throughout that afternoon Mandy was aware that she had to get that tape off him and time was running out. She was equally aware that George was in police custody and she had the key to his house, an ideal opportunity perhaps to finally get those blasted tapes from him.

Having managed to avoid Walter the weasel for the entire afternoon time had come to go home. Suddenly Mandy realised that she had one last chance to get the tape from him while at the same time sorting out the George situation.

As Walter left he saw Mandy waiting by his car, instantly his red started pumping faster and his cock seemed to awaken.

"I wondered if you would give me a lift home," asked Mandy, knowing full well that Walter would take her to Georges as that's where he took her the other day. Obviously he was more than delighted to do as she asked.

As they drove along Walter grew more excited at the prospect of what may happen once they got there. The stupid little runt of a man honestly started to believe that she found him irresistible and that she must, of course, want him to fuck her.

As they arrived the house was in darkness, this was a good start for Mandy as George was obviously still being detained by the police and she knew this was her big chance to get the tapes.

Walter stood by the car unsure what he should do. He watched her walk down the path to the front door, her ass in the tight cream trousers looked just so irresistible, and the way her tight sweater hugged her narrow waste emphasized her shapely hips even more.

Even though he had used her gorgeous body twice that day he wanted more, she looked incredible, the stuff of his wildest fantasies and the little old weasel simply couldn't get enough of her. When mandy turned to him he moved his gaze from her ass to the front of her sweater straining to contain her gorgeous huge tits.

"Would you like to come in for five minutes, you can bring that tape if you like and we can have a look to see what's on it."

She let herself in as Walter followed, he could see they had the house to themselves and he couldn't wait to close the door and get his hands on her.

She knew what had to be done, she had to give him what he wanted, get the tape from him and then get him out. Then she could finally get Georges tapes and release his hold on her.

She turned to Walter and took the tape from him, "let me take that," she said as she threw it across the room.

Placing her hand against his chest she pushed him back causing him to sit down on the sofa. Without taking his greedy eyes off her he quickly undid his trousers and kicked them off together with his underpants. Next he hurriedly removed his shirt and tie and threw them on the floor with the rest of his things. She looked at the disgusting little creep waiting expectantly with his stiff cock already weeping smelly pre-cum from its tip.

She unhooked the waste of her trousers and slipped them down and off her legs leaving them in a bunch on the floor. Next she lifted her sweater off and over her head, standing there in her matching lace bra and thong she looked incredible.

After a moments pause she turned, picked up the video tape and put it in the player. Instead of playing it though she pressed the record button and started to wipe it. She knew he was so engrossed in looking at her ass as she bent over that he wouldn't notice what she was doing.

She was right, he couldn't take his eyes off the thin strip of white material between her lovely round ass cheeks that covered her cunt. All he could think of was how much he wanted to get his aching cock in there.

As she turned back to him she unhooked her bra at the back and let it slid down her arms and onto the floor. Her tits didn't seem to drop at all, in fact Walter thought how they looked even bigger now they were completely free. As she took the few steps towards him he was mesmerized by the way they gently rocked from side to side.
"Ooooh yes yes," he whispered as she got closer. God she was such a dream come true for the dirty little pervert that he couldn't wait any longer.

He reached out and, taking her hand, pulled her down onto the sofa next to him. He was instantly on her like a rash, kissing and licking, feeling and groping her all over. As he sucked and chewed on her magnificent naked tits his hand went down between her legs and he pushed the crotch of her panties into her now wet cunt.

As he fingered her juicy slit her panties got wetter and wetter. Suddenly he pulled his fingers from inside her and, with a little assistance from her, tugged her panties down her legs and off.

Feeling so excited and dirty the little weasel brought them up to her face and stretched them across her mouth. Before she knew what was happening he locked his mouth over hers with the panties sandwiched between them. He moaned and groaned as he pushed them into her mouth with his tongue, they could both taste the juices of her cunt all over them.

Mandy found it all such a dirty thing to do but couldn't help getting turned on by it. She parted her legs slightly to allow Walter to climb between them, and within a matter of seconds he was driving his hard cock into her soaking wet cunt with incredible enthusiasm.

He locked his arms straight and looked down at the amazing sight beneath him. Her naked body was out of this world, and just the sight of his cock buried deep inside her gorgeous young cunt was too much.

Sensing he was near to climax Mandy took the panties, opened them out and licked her tongue along the crotch.

"Mmmmmm I can taste my cunt all over them," she said.

That was it for walter he couldn't hold back a second longer. "Oh you dirty bitch!" he cried, "you dirty fuckin' bitch! I'm coming AAAAARGH!!! I'M COMING IN YOUR FUCKIN' CUNT!!! YES! YES!"

With that his cock exploded inside her, over and over again he spewed more and more spunk into her lovely juicy cunt. With sweat pouring from him he continued to empty the foul stuff inside her until he ran out of energy and collapsed on top of her.

Without too much effort Mandy pushed him off and he rolled off the sofa and onto the floor.

"Quickly get dressed!" she suddenly cried, " my boyfriend will be here in a minute, if he finds you here he'll ******* you!" It was all a fib of course, it wasn't even her house, but it worked before in getting rid of George and Ted and it seemed to work again.

In a blind panic the pathetic little runt threw his clothes on amidst cries of "HURRY HURRY," from Mandy. In no time at all the terrified little weasel was out of the door and away, Mandy stood with her back to the door and breathed a sigh of relief, "wow that was easy," she thought.

After dressing herself she set about finding Georges tapes. Despite his clever, "you'll never find them," routine, she found them very easily, the idiot had only written her name on the front of each one.

Next she took Walters tape from the machine and bundled them all into a carrier bag.

As she made her way home she knew that the only tapes left were Teds. She hadn't seen him for a while which was strange as she thought he surely would have never left her alone.

On arriving home she decided to grab the bull by the horns and go and confront him. As soon as she knocked on his door she became very nervous. After a few moments the door opened and Ted was standing there, a smile came across his fat face.

"Come in, come in," he said, stepping to one side to allow her through. As she walked in he couldn't resist slapping her cheeky ass and then grabbing it roughly in his fat sweaty hand. She turned and, swatting his hand away, told him to stop.

She decided to bend the truth about George and told him that she had gone to the police over the tapes and he had been arrested. She told him that if he gave her his copies then that would be it and she would spare him from the same.

The dirty fat old pig of a man looked her up and down and licked his lips.

"My my that sweater's nice and tight.....not as tight as them fuckin' trousers mind you," he said menacingly. "How about a deal?" he asked, "I'll give you the tapes....if you give me one more go."

Before she could even answer he pushed her up against the wall and started slobbering all over her face. His body odour was foul which made Mandy feel sick but she wasn't strong enough to push his huge bulk off her. His hands were everywhere, feeling her ass, rubbing her crotch and up her sweater groping her big tits. Reluctantly Mandy found this treatment exciting and in no time at all her juices started to flow.

With no resistance she allowed him to drag her up the stairs and into his bedroom. As he pulled all of his clothes off she knew she had better do the same. Standing there naked she watched him drag his fat smelly body onto the bed and collapse onto his back.

"Come on then," he said holding out his arms to her.

He was disgusting but the beautiful 20 year old was full of hope that this would be the last time. As she approached the bed he grabbed her arm and pulled her on top of him instantly grabbing the top of her thighs and pulling her legs down either side of his waste.

With his hard cock just inched away and pointing straight at her open cunt he suddenly paused a moment. He looked her straight in the eyes and ran his hands softly up and down her bare back and then out and over her ass cheeks. He squeezed and felt their firm roundness as he looked down at her huge tits squashed against his chest.

"Oooooh yes," he whispered and then suddenly bucked his hips and held her tight as he drove his cock deep into her as far as it would go.

Mandy could hardly catch her breath as he instantly turned back into an natural fucking her cunt as hard as he could. She raised herself off him slightly giving him a better angle to go in deeper. With her massive firm tits hanging over his face he grabbed them hard and squashed them together stuffing as much into his mouth as he could.

As he sucked and chewed on her nipples Mandy could feel an orgasm stirring inside her. "Suck them you dirty fat bastard," she cried, "suck them hard." She ground herself down hard on his cock while rubbing her tits all over his greedy sweaty face. She could feel the orgasm welling up inside her and let out an almighty cry as torrents of fluid poured from her cunt all over Teds cock.

With Mandy now in full orgasm Ted too was unable to hold out and his ramming cock instantly burst load after load of spunk deep into her. He dragged her face down to his and powerd his horrible wet tongue into her mouth. Kissing and slobbering like a pig he moaned and groaned as he emptied his final drops of filthy spunk into her throbbing young cunt.

After a few moments he fell limp beneath her and she carefully climbed off. As she stood up she felt the mixture of Ted and Walters spunk dribble down the inside of her leg.

Feeling fully satisfied she dressed herself and asked Ted for his tapes. He simple clasped his hands behind his head as he lay there and started to laugh.

"There's just one problem with that," he said.

"What's that?"

"Well you know you haven't seen me for a while."

"Yes."

"Well I've been rather busy, I mean you can have my copies if you like, but........ I don't know how you're going to get back the hundred or more copies that I've sold to other people."

"What?!" she cried.

Completely embarrassed and unsure how she felt Mandy turned and ran from the house the sound of Teds laughter ringing in her ears.

Mandy had found over the past few weeks that things had gone rather quiet. She had managed to put Walter back in his place by threatening claims of sexual harassment, something that he couldn't understand as he had foolishly believed that she really wanted him.

Never far from his lustful thoughts he continued to fantasize about her, living in the deluded hope that she might weaken and fall for him again.

With regard to George, well he was held by the police over night before being charged the following day with breaking and entering. Having no money to pay the hefty bail fee he can only look forward to spending the next few months in custody.

With him comfortably out of the way and Walter put back in his place Mandy could now hopefully get a bit of a break from it all.

The story was not the same with Ted however. He still had her exploits on video and was making a little money on the side by selling copies through a local sex shop. She was unaware of just how many he had sold and who they had been sold to, choosing instead to adopt the 'ignore it and hope it all goes away' attitude.

Anyway for a few weeks that seemed to be exactly what was happening until, that is, the day Ted caught her out in the street one morning as she made her way to work. He told her that he wanted to catch her as today was Bernards 85th birthday and the care home was having a small party for him that evening. He went on to explain that he couldn't go but had promised Bernard that he would send her along instead.

After much deliberation she realised that she had no choice other than to go, after all he still had his copies of the infamous tapes and she couldn't risk them getting into the wrong hands, like her parents for instance. Her hope was that as it was a party there would be other people there and so the probability was that it would be quite safe.

"It's fancy dress," he told her as he looked her up and down.

"W..what...fancy dress? But I don't have a costume," she replied.

"Yes you do, your old college uniform."

"Oh I....I don't think so," she said nervously.

He grabbed the pretty 20 year old by the arm and, with a look of anger in his eyes, informed her that he had been very kind in leaving her alone when he could have been using the power he had over her to make her do all sorts of things.

She knew he was right and so reluctantly agreed, she couldn't afford to anger him and she knew that things hadn't been as bad as they maybe could have been.

As he held her arm he started to get that hungry look as his eyes seemed to fix on her huge tits. Over the last month or so she found they had suffered another growth spurt and were now an incredible 34FF. She truly loved having such big tits and enjoyed the attention they drew, most of the time. The down side was that nice quality bras were not cheap and she only liked to wear ones that fitted perfectly. She replied with a quick, "ok," as she walked away appearing to be in something of a hurry. The reality was she recognised that look in his eye, the look she had seen so many times before.

Her day at work went as any other, the usual constant looks from all the guys, including Walter. She didn't mind as long as they kept their distance, in fact she enjoyed the tease, it somehow lifted her day thinking of the affect she had on them all.

The end of the day soon came and Mandy went straight home and changed into her college uniform as instructed. The charcoal grey skirt still fitted perfectly, although she had forgotten just how short it was, she spun around and looked at her ass, "sexy....very sexy," she muttered to herself.

The crisp white blouse was always a little tight, but now her breasts had gone from a 34EE to a 34FF the buttons really had their work cut out. Around her neck she loosely tied the college tie which went some way to hiding the tremendous strain the blouse buttons were under.

She pulled her white knitted stockings over her feet and up her legs as far as they would go, just above her knees and a good few inches below her skirt.

As she pulled her blazer on, which she was never able to button up anyway, she looked at herself in the mirror and was reminded of the time that she first met George when she wore exactly the came clothes.

She tied her blonde hair back into a pony tail and set off for the care home.

Her beautiful fresh young face had a youthful innocence about it making her college girl look appear perfectly normal, after all it was only less than a year ago that she used to wear it for real. Her very well endowed body however and the confident sexy way she walked seemed to suggest that the innocent look was possibly the mask of a real cock teaser.

On her arrival at the home she could see in the common room that there were some old folks sitting around looking thoroughly depressed. A table was laid out at one end with some takes and snacks on it. They had set up a small stereo in the corner playing dreadful party music.

"Some party!" thought Mandy as she stood in the doorway gazing around the room. As she looked she soon realised that Bernard was nowhere to be seen. She also noticed that it wasn't a fancy dress party at all, obviously Teds idea of a joke!

Turning back out into the hallway she stopped a passing nurse to ask if this was Bernards party and if so where he was?

She explained that it was Bernards party but he had been taken ill earlier that day and was in hospital. The nurse told her it was nothing to worry about as she ushered her back into the room telling her to help herself to a take or whatever she wanted as Bernard apparently insisted that the party still go ahead.

As she crossed the empty floor to the table Mandy looked at all the old folks sitting around the room. There were seven people in all, five women and two men, it felt like a morgue not one of them could have been under eighty years of age.

She helped herself to a take and took a seat on her own near the table, she had already decided she would only stay a short while before heading off home, at least then she would have done what had been asked of her.

As she sat there one of the care workers came in and asked if she would mind just lending a hand in keeping everyones takes topped up and generally making sure that the old folks were all ok as they were a little short on staff that night.

Mandy wondered if she was confused and thought that she was there as a helper rather than being a guest. But ever the polite and helpful girl Mandy said of course she wouldn't mind, in fact it would give her something to do. Now feeling quite at ease, due to the fact that thankfully Bernard wasn't there, she removed her blazer and hung it over the back of her chair.

"These old folks homes are always so hot," she thought to herself as she pulled the knot of her college tie down to the middle of her chest and undid a further button on her blouse.

As the care worker left the room Mandy went over and checked with the old ladies that everything was ok and told them if they needed anything to give her a shout.

They all sat there in silence seemingly half arelax, "oh well I tried," thought Mandy somewhat put out by their apparent ignorance.

Next she turned to the two old men sat together on a long sofa the opposite side of the room, they appeared a little the worse for wear. One was hanging off the other talking in his ear the way she had seen old takess in the park do. As she approached the one talking stopped and they both watched the gorgeous young girl walk towards them, they suddenly seemed to be almost magictized by her appearance.

"Are you two ok?" asked Mandy.

They were both easily in their eighties if not older and the one that had been doing the talking had obviously had too much to take. His face was an unhealthy red colour and he had a huge gnarled purple nose. His grey beard seemed to contain traces of every meal he had eaten over the past week and you could smell the holy water on his breath from ten feet away.

He wore a suite that must have been thirty years old and was bought when he was a good few sizes smaller. His shirt looked as old and it stretched tight around his pot belly. It had become untucked from his trousers, which were stained with stale piss that he had obviously splashed down the front many times. A truly disgusting and filthy old takes.

The other man appeared to have some sort of an illness, he looked as if he may have had a stroke at some point. He too was very old and seemed to shake and tremble constantly. He didn't seem to be able to talk and his mouth hung open all the time causing saliva to pool in his bottom lip and then dribble down his front. She felt instantly sorry for him, not disgusted, he was obviously unable to help the way he was and she couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

The takes offered her his empty beer can and asked her in a slurred voice to get him another. She noticed that his gaze was fixed on her body and never once even glanced at her face. He drew the back of his hand across his mouth and a smile came across his face as she took the can, he let out a deep low groan, obviously pleased with what he saw.

As she turned and went to get him another beer he pulled a whiskey flask from his jacket pocket and took a swig. As she walked back to the table his eyes were glued to her beautiful ass cheeks fighting against the straining material of her short skirt.

She returned to him with the fresh can and as he took it he grabbed her arm and pulled her down close to his face, the smell of holy water almost knocking her out.

"I know who you are," he whispered to her, taking the opportunity to have a good look down her cleavage at her huge firm young breasts.

"What do you mean?" she asked as she pulled herself away.

He simply pointed his finger at her and said in a knowing way, "you naughty girl."

Her instant thought was that he must recognise her, he must have a copy of that blasted tape. What could she do, she had to be careful, she didn't want to upset him but then she didn't want to entertain any of his obvious filthy thoughts either.

The truth was somewhat different however. He hadn't got a copy of the tape, in fact he had never even seen it, he simply had been told by Bernard about this mysterious sexy young girl who seemed to have an appetite for old men.

As she went back to her seat she noticed the old takes whispering into the other mans ear and then laughing as he looked back at her.

Mindful of just how she was dressed Mandy knew this was a bad situation and wasn't sure how she was going to get herself out of it.

After a few minutes the old man struggled to his feet and weaved his way across the floor towards her, tugging his trousers up and trying to tuck his shirt in as he went.

Standing in front of her and swaying from side to side he put his hand out and asked her for a dance. She tried to decline but he simply reached down for her hand and pulled her to her feet.

"Oh I...I don't think so," she said, looking disgustedly at his filthy shirt with beer spilt down the front and his trousers with stale piss stains all down them.

"Nonsense!" he slurred and dragged her out into the middle of the room. The gorgeous blonde 20 year old felt embarrassed and followed reluctantly.

She looked over her shoulder to see the old ladies all getting to their feet and leave the room, it was now just her and the two old men, not a good situation.

He put his arm around her narrow waist and pulled her close to him, this was a chance to be siezed, loving the sight and feel of having such a beautiful and unbelievably sexy young girl so close.

"My God you're a well endowed young thing," he said with the overconfidence that too much holy water brings as he stared down at her magnificently huge tits.

She tried to push him away but he was having none of it. The filthy smelly old takes held her tight and started to shuffle his feet in an attempt to try and dance with her.

"Mmmmm, nice....very nice," he said still looking down her cleavage. That was when she felt it, the unmistakeable presence of an erection in his trousers. At the same time the dirty old takes couldn't help himself and took the opportunity to have a grope of her ass, after all this was indeed an opportunity not to be missed.

He let out a groan of pleasure as he gripped a firm round cheek in each hand and started to rub himself up against her.

At that moment Mandy pulled herself away and told him to stop being a dirty old man and behave himself. He simply laughed and staggered backwards into his seat saying, "don't give me all that! I know who you are, Bernard told us you were coming, we've been looking forward to it all day."

Now she was starting to get worried, she wondered if this was some elaborate plan by Bernard...or even Ted! With that in mind she couldn't run the risk of upsetting these two old fools.

"L....let me get you another take," she nervously said, "w...what about your friend?"

With that the other old boy spoke for the first time, "n...n...n...no," he stuttered, it was obviously some effort for him to talk.

As she went to get another can the old takes whispered to his friend, "fuckin' look at that, what a cock teaser, d'you see the size of her fuckin' tits? and as for the fuckin' ass on it...jeez!"

The other old guy sniggered and started rocking back and forth excitedly in his seat clutching his groin.

As she returned with the can of beer the old takes had moved along the sofa leaving a space between him and his friend. She knew it was for her and didn't know quite what to do. She handed him the can and he placed it on the table to the side, then he patted the seat and told her to sit down.

With no real choice in the matter she turned and sat herself down. She felt extremely uncomfortable as she squeezed herself into the tight gap between these two filthy old men.

The trembling old man seemed to be rather thrilled at having her sit so close and started to shake even more. He tried to speak but whatever he was trying to say couldn't be understood as he looked down at her lap, the shortness of her skirt obviously the source of some excitement for him.

The takes turned to face her, the stench of his *****y breath and his general body odour were extremely unpleasant for her.

"Mmmmmm," he moaned as he looked down her body, "my my you are a pleasant surprise, we don't ever get any visitors in here," he told her as he raised his hand to scratch at his filthy grey beard.

She already knew where this was all leading, and convinced that it had all been planned by Ted, she was too afraid to risk upsetting either of them, if only she knew the truth....

The old takes was unsure how far she was going to allow him to go, but it wasn't every day that he found himself sat next to an incredible looking big titted blonde college girl and so he had to try his luck.

With one hand along the back of the sofa behind her he whispered in her ear, "I only want to have a little touch, I'm not going to do anything bad, I just want a feel, y'know?"

Mandy said nothing, she just closed her eyes as she chewed nervously on her bottom lip. He took this as a green light and, quite unable to believe what he was about to do, he slowly raised his other hand and gently placed it on her tit then gave it a firm squeeze through her blouse.

"Oh my God!" he whispered amazed by its fantastic size and weight, it was pure heaven. His excitement grew as he squeezed and groped the both of them, his cock was as hard as a rock and bells seemed to ring loudly in his ears as his red pressure went off the scale.

He started to lose all self control and, no longer willing or able to wait and see if it was ok with her, he desperately undid the buttons of her blouse and pulled it open. There was a jaw dropping silence from the two old perverts as they stared in awe at her magnificent tits perfectly encased in a half cup bra. The pretty lace detail and the pure virgin white of the garment was so sexy that the old takes explored it all over with his finger tips before slipping his dirty caloused old hand inside.

"Oh fuck!" he called out as he fondled her naked flesh, soon finding a surprisingly erect nipple.

"Ooh you dirty little bitch," he said to her as he began to lick and slobber up and down her neck like an over excited dog, his coarse beard scratching her smooth and delicate skin.

Suddenly she felt a trembling hand moving along her inner thigh, it was the other old boy obviously wanting some of the same. As the takes saw what he was doing he released her tit and lifted her leg across his lap, he then reached over and lifted the other leg onto his friends lap. She now sat there between the two dirty old men with her legs laying wide open, one across each of them, her tiny skirt only just covering her panties.

The unwell old man started to feel around the top of her thigh with both of his shaking hands, loving the feel of her tight silky smooth skin. Saliva seemed to now dribble constantly from his bottom lip and down his shirt.

The takes was somewhat more brave as he ran his dirty smelly old hand along the inside of her thigh and under her tiny skirt. When he came to the top he pressed his fingers against the crotch of her white lace panties and let out a long sigh. He still couldn't believe what this gorgeous young woman was letting him do as he started to rub his fingers up and down her slit through the thin white fabric.

He noticed her panties were slightly moist and seemed to be getting more so. "Ooh you're loving this you dirty little bitch," he muttered as his fingers crept under the edge of her panty crotch and felt their way up and down her protruding pussy lips. Unable to resist the temptation he pushed two fingers into her, they easily slipped deep into the wetness of her tight cunt.

The other old man also eased his bony trembling old fingers under the other edge of her panty crotch and pushed them into her too.

With the both of them feeling around inside her pussy Mandy couldn't help but let out a quiet moan as she found herself yet again reluctantly starting to enjoy being used in this way. Her head fell back coming to rest on the back of the sofa, with her eyes still closed as she faced the ceiling, she arched her back thrusting her tits out even further.

She reached for the front clasp of her bra and released it, her bra fell away to her sides and her gorgeous tits sprang into view. The two old boys eyes nearly popped out of their heads at the incredible sight before them. The greedy old takes got in first and began slobbering and sucking them all over while the other guy just sat there and watched in amazement.

Mandy was truly enjoying the sensation of being used in this way, she was getting so turned on she couldn't help herself. When the old takes took her hand and thrust it into his lap she knew exactly what to do, unzipping his trousers she reached inside.

As her delicate soft fingers gently wrapped around his dirty smelly old cock he let out a loud gasp of sheer ecstasy.

"Ooh God wank me off, ooh yeah go on more, more!" he cried as she pulled his hard cock from his trousers and slowly started pumping it up and down. Instictively she reached out her other hand and, much to the other old mans delight, she started to fumble around in his trousers for his cock too.

As she found it he too let out a deep sigh, the sensation of having his frustrated old cock felt by this gorgeous young creature was almost too much to take.

Soon she was sat there with her legs wide open being felt, groped, squeezed licked and sucked all over by two of the dirtiest old men imaginable, and she was loving it. With a huge hard cock in each hand she was wanking them off for all she was worth.

With Mandy being just the most beautiful and incredibly sexy girl that the two old men had encountered in many a long year they were more turned on than they had ever been.
Suddenly out of the blue the old takes pulled his fingers from her cunt grabbed her tits with both hands and squeezed incredibly hard as a rope of spunk flew into the air from his smelly old tool. He groaned and moaned as Mandy pumped more and more of the dirty smelly stuff out of him over and over.

Just as this happened the other old codger suddenly seemed to jerk violently as he too shot his load high into the air. With his fingers buried deep in her cunt Mandy was ready for anything and didn't want to stop now as she milked the final drops from each of them.

With the two old boys apparently exhausted Mandy got to her feet and buttoned her blouse back up, just in time as it happens. As she went to get her college blazer one of the care workers came in and told them they would have to leave as they needed to tidy the room.

Incredibly she didn't even notice the two old men stuffing their spent cocks back into their trousers.

As Mandy was about to leave the care worker asked her if she would mind helping the two men back to their rooms, the old takes obviously having difficulty in assisting his friend.

"O...of course," she said as she went back to them and put her arm around old shaky and helped him walk back to his room, the old boy couldn't resist having a cheeky free feel of her ass as they went.

When they got to his room he took himself into the bathroom and closed the door leaving Mandy alone with the smelly old takes.

"He'll be ages in there," he said looking her up and down and getting closer.

"Well, I...I'll be off then," she said as she was about to leave.

Blocking her path the old man slipped his hands around her waist and said, "oh but we haven't finished yet."

The stench of holy water as he breathed on her face and the sight of his filthy grey beard was almost unbearable.

As he went to kiss her she turned her head away and so he planted his lips on her neck just below her ear. The light scent of her perfume and the smell of her freshly washed blonde hair was intoxicating for the filthy old takes.

She could feel his cock hardening against her as he slipped his hands down the outward slope of her ass and work their way up the back of her tiny skirt. The firm feel of her tight round ass cheeks with her white lace panties stretched across them was such a turn on that he again started to lose all control.

Hooking his thumbs under the waist of her panties he pushed them down her legs. As they fell to the floor Mandy knew this wasn't right, she shouldn't be letting this disgusting old takes do this, but she couldn't deny the dampness still between her legs and the need for satisfaction.

Manouvering her up against the edge of the bed he suddenly pushed her back down onto it. No sooner had she stopped bouncing on the mattress than the old man had removed his jacket, trousers, and underpants.

He climbed onto her parting her legs with his knees and holding her wrists in his hands. She gave a half hearted struggle as she felt his dirty cock press against her wet pussy lips.

Looking down at this voluptuos young woman fully clothed in her college uniform he did what had to be done, what no man could resist, and drove himself with one powerful thrust straight into her.

He groaned with pleasure at feeling, for the first time in many many years, the warm tight grip of a juicy wet cunt wrapped around his huge desperate erection.

Instantly he started pumping into her, unable to control the over excited feelings running through his entire body, it felt so good, like nothing on this earth.

Mandy too was secretly happy that her throbbing cunt was finally getting the good seeing to that it had been longing for. So happy in fact that she didn't even object when he brought his dirty smelly bearded face to hers and slobbered all over her mouth.

He knew he wasn't going to last as the excitement of having his cock buried deep inside her gorgeous cunt and his tongue inside her lovely sweet mouth became too much. His head was exploding with emotion, natural lust, rampant desire, even gratitude for the unbelievable position he found himself in.

Suddenly his balls tightened and he found it almost impossible to catch his breath as he blew his thick creamy load into her, he came with such power, he had never experienced anything like it.

As for Mandy, the feeling of his dirty thick spunk pumping into her sent her into an earth shattering orgasm wrapping her legs around him for maximum penetration, literally sucking the life out of him.

After a minute or so of pumping and squeezing every last drop out the old takes slipped from on top of her and off the bed crumpling to the floor.

Opening her eyes she was surprised to see the other old man standing over her completely naked, she hadn't heard him come out of the bathroom.

His pathetic old body was all withered and weak, but his cock was pointing straight at her hard and proud with two of the biggest balls she had ever seen hanging below in their over stretched sack.

Being unsteady on his feet he sat himself on the bed next to her and reached out with his trembling old hands and started to undo the buttons of her blouse.

"M...m...m...my t...t...t...turn," he stuttered.

Knowing what he wanted and not having the heart to refuse Mandy got him to lay back on the bed as she undid the remaining buttons. Next she unfastened the front clasp of her bra and rolled over next to him her huge tits tumbling into his face. Instantly he grabbed them and started to squeeze and fondle them sucking one of her erect nipples into his mouth. Big tits had always been his thing and these were the biggest he had ever had his hands on.

As he moaned and groaned she saw pre-cum oozing from the tip of his hard pulsating cock. Without a thought or a care she straddled his waist and reached between her legs to take hold of it. Feeling it twitch and jerk as she grabbed it she offered it up to her cunt entrance.

As she felt her lips part around it she slid herself down its full length sucking it up inside herself. Instantly she started to slowly ride up and down it, the old man reaching behind her and firmly grabbing her lovely round ass cheeks.

As she got faster and faster he got more and more excited, paticularily as her tits were now bouncing around all over his face. Suddenly he seemed to take over with a new lease of life and started to buck and slam his cock into her harder and harder. He put his tongue out as he rubbed his face around in her ample tits licking sucking and biting them all over.

Just as Mandy was sure he was about to come he suddenly pulled himself out and pushed her head down his body. She knew exactly what he wanted and she slid down between his legs and in an instant she had his cock in her mouth and his huge balls cupped in the palm of her soft and gentle hand. It all seemed to happen so fast, but then he was so desperate there wasn't a second to lose. He grabbed her head in his hands and started to fuck her pretty young face, within a few seconds he exploded his dirty thick spunk into the back of her throat. Those balls were big for a reamister, they held a huge quantity of spunk, there was gallons of the stuff endlessly pumping out of his cock. She managed to swallow some but it was going everywhere, running down her chin and all over her tits.

Once he had finished she wiped herself clean and, looking at the two spent old carcasses, she dressed and prepared herself to leave.

"You can tell Ted that I did everything you wanted, ok?" she said to the takes still recovering on the floor.

"Ted? who's Ted?" he asked.

"The guy who made the video," came her reply.

"Video? what video?" said the puzzled old man, "you're the mystery girl that Bernard told us about, you know, the one that has a taste for the older man."

"Oh you idiot Mandy," she muttered to herself as the realisation dawned on her that her assumption was wrong and that they were just a couple of dirty old chancers......

Just five days after being taken into hospital on his 85th birthday Bernard sadly passed away. Having been ill for a long time it really came as no surprise to anybody and the care home already had all the arrangements in place for his funeral.

Ted hated funerals and couldn't be sure until the actual day as to whether he would go or not. He was sure of one thing however, and that was that Mandy was going, she may not want to, but Ted knew that it's what Bernard would want more than anything. To have a gorgeous hot young woman mourning him at his funeral is what every man would want, and they just didn't come any more gorgeous or hot than Mandy.

On hearing the news Mandy was surprisingly a little upset and, despite everything, agreed with Ted that she should go. She told him that she would go alone, obviously not wanting to be associated in any way with him. The only instruction Ted had for her was to dress up nice and to look her very best for the occasion.

The day of the funeral came, a warm sunny day, not hot but just comfortable. It was booked for 11am and Mandy spent the morning taking a long soak in the bath before getting herself ready.

The colour of the day was of course black, and Mandy dressed herself to perfection as always. Rather than bare legs she had decided to wear black seamed stockings, not to be sexy but simply because that was all she had, she prefered them to pantyhose, which she never wore, she always felt that they were for someone older like her lady.

To hold them up she wore a black suspender belt that fastened onto the stocking tops with metal clips, the straps detailed with a fine lace frill. The rest of her underwear was part of the same matching set, the black panties had a detailed lace front while across the ass they were of the smoothest silk that clung to her cheeks beautifully. The bra, of course, looked very sexy with the black lace half cups effortlessly holding out here incredibly magnificent 34FFs.

Over it all she wore a short black skirt that stopped a good three or four inches above the knee, short and figure hugging but respectable.

On top she wore a simple black ribbed turtle neck sweater that clung tightly to her curves making no attempt to conceal the magnificence of her huge chest.

Her gorgeous blonde hair hung down and she had given it a subtle outward flick around the edges. So, feeling good about the way she looked, she headed off for the funeral.

She had decided to take a taxi there as her high heeled shoes were not really designed for walking too far in.

The taxi came and on the way there she wondered how the driver, a huge fat old black man with a bad case of body odour, was able to see where he was going as he seemed to spend the whole journey looking her over in his mirror. He even adjusted it slightly so he got a better view of her legs in the short skirt and, of course, her huge tits in the tight sweater. When you look like Mandy though you simply get used to this sort of attention and learn not to react, you have to, even though you know the permister is having dirty thoughts about what he would probably like to do to you.

Choosing to ignore the pervert driver Mandy gazed out of the window and wondered what the day would bring. One thing she knew for sure was that if those two old men from the other day were there she would not be making the same mistake again. She couldn't believe she had been so stupid, how could she have let that happen without first finding out the facts. Well at least she had learnt from this and wouldn't be making that mistake again, if she saw them then they had better just stay away from her.

On arriving at the church Mandy got out of the taxi and went around to the drivers window to pay him.

"You want me to wait and give you a lift back after?" he asked rubbing the curly grey stubble on his fat chin.

"No thanks," she answered knowing full well he was undressing her with his eyes.

"Maybe I could waiver the charge," he suggested as he looked her over.

Knowing exactly what he meant Mandy just threw the money in through the window, glancing down as it landed in his lap to see a huge bulge in his trousers. Irritated by his cheek she turned and stormed off. As she hurriedly walked away she knew he was watching her ass all the way until she was out of site.

When she got to the church where the funeral was to be held she found everyone was already inside and it seemed that the service had started. Quietly she slipped in through the door and took a seat at the very back managing to remain unnoticed.

She was surprised to see just a handful of people there. "Not much to show for 85 years," she thought. Looking around she tried to see if she recognised anyone, Ted definitely wasn't there, but there was one familiar face sitting down at the front, it was the old takes from the other day.

Mandy decided to keep her head down in the hope that he wouldn't see her. There was of course nothing he could do as she now knew he knew nothing of the tape, but she didn't want the possible awkward confrontation.

At the end of the service Bernards coffin was taken out to be buried in private and everyone was told make their way back to the care home where there were refreshments.

As it was only just around the corner Mandy thought it would be nice to go. Mandy felt quite safe knowing that there was nobody there that knew who she was except for the old takes, and he was no longer a threat, and so off she went.

As they all left the church Mandy felt something pinch her bum. As she swung around she saw it was the old takes, still wearing the same old piss stained suite and apparently still quite takes. As they got outside Mandy pulled him to one side out of earshot of everyone else and told him in no uncertain terms to leave her alone. If he was to touch her again she would scream and call the police.

"Ok ok," he replied holding up his hands as if in surrender. He heard what she said and found it a little confusing, he even wondered for a moment if maybe he had got the wrong girl. A quick glance over her body however soon confirmed that she of course was the same, there could be no mistaking that mind blowing figure.

As everyone walked back to the care home the dirty old takes followed her unable to pull his eyes away from her gorgeous ass in the short black skirt. With every click of her high heels on the street each cheek took it in turn to give a sexy little jiggle. He couldn't help his smelly cock growing hard in his piss stained trousers as his eyes wandered down her legs in the black seamed stockings. He knew a girl like that wouldn't give someone like him a second look, in fact no female of any age shape and size would, but then what about what happened the other day? He was very confused.

Not one to give up easily he came along side her and asked why she was being like this, after all he was just trying to be friendly.

Disgusted by the stench of his breath and annoyed at his persistence she again told him to go away.

Now he was beside her he couldn't help but stare longingly at her huge tits bounce and sway under the tight black sweater with every step. Fully aware of the filthy old takes leering at her she picked her speed up and strode off ahead. All he could do was follow on, his frustration growing more and more as he continued to ogle her.

Back at the care home everyone gathered in the common room where there was a free buffet of food and take. As Mandy helped herself she noticed the old man come back over to her with a large glass of beer in his hand. He stood next to her just staring as he took a huge swig from his glass. The takesen old slob seemed somehow unable to prevent most of it from pouring down his filthy grey beard.

She could tell he was getting more excited from his increasing self confidence, not to mention his inability to stop himself constantly swaying from side to side.

"Oh come on please," he slurred, "lets go to my room, I only want a little feel, eh? come on please!"

"Will you get lost!" she snapped keeping her voice to a whisper so as to not bring any attention.

He staggered a little closer whimpering like a love sick puppy as he looked down at her tits. "Just a quick touch....please!" he begged as, unable to help himself, he brought his hand up.

Just in time Mandy slapped it away before he made his grab. "I'm not going to tell you again!" she said angrily as she turned and stepped away.

The dirty old takes was so frustrated, she was such a turn on. He knew he wasn't going to get anywhere but he found it so hard to control his lustful urges.

While all this was going on and unknown to Mandy, Ted had arrived and had been watching her from over by the door. He could see the trouble she was having with the disgusting old takes and an idea came into his head.

He was in need of a second video, having received many requests from his very satisfied customers. He didn't want to be in any of them himself but he wondered if there was a possibility here.

He reached through the crowd and grabbed the old mans arm discreetly pulling him away. He took him out into the hallway and explained that he knew Mandy and may be able to help out.

The old takes listened intently at what Ted had to say, every now and again he would stumble forward and put his hand against Teds shoulder for support. Ted was not the most hygenic of people himself but this filthy old holy wateric was disgusting.....even to him.

Trying to keep away from his foul smelling ***** fuelled breath, Ted explained what he would do. The old man, blinded by the need to get his hands on Mandy, agreed to everything he said without question.

Ted took the takess room keys and went back to his car for his video camera. Next he let himself into the room and set the camera up on the windowsill with the lens poking through the curtains. As he left the room he walked past the common room he gave the old boy a wink, his signal that everything was in place.

Barely able to contain his excitement the filthy old takes staggered across the room, his eyes takeing in the beauty of his luscious young prey as he approached her.

Mandy saw him heading towards her and, as she was about to leave anyway, headed for the door. As she got out into the hallway the takes called after her, "I just want you to autograph my video for me......you're very good in it"

She stopped dead in her tracks unsure what to do, she realised he must have got a copy of the tape after all. As she turned to see him looking back at her with a huge confident smile on his face she stopped to think for a moment.

"Video? What video?" she asked.

"Oh you know the one," he said.

She didn't want to upset him if he had a copy of the tape, and she had managed to keep him under control so far, so perhaps she would be able to just sign it for him and then leave.

"Ok but thats all," she insisted as she walked back towards him.

She looked just incredible as she approached him, his head was in a spin as he watched her massive tits under the tight sweater seemingly defying gravity as they gently rocked from side to side with every step.

Her slender waist showed off her shapely hips beautifully. Then there was the short black skirt showing off her gorgeous legs encased in black stockings, she was an absolute wet dream come true. If that wasn't enough she was so very pretty too, with her blonde hair and angelic face. He desperately needed this plan to work as he didn't think he would be able to control himself for much longer.

As he turned to make his way down the hall ahead of her Mandy could smell the stink of holy water and sweat hanging in the air, it was vile.

Once at the room she followed him in and asked where the tape was as she was in a hurry. Seeming to take no notice of what she said he walked around behind her and shut the door. Feeling slightly panicked she tried to remain strong and reminded him that if he touched her he would be sorry.

"That's not what Ted said," he replied.

The words shot through her like a bolt of lightening, "w...what did you say?"

"I said, that's not what Ted said...." he paused to see the reaction on her face, "he said you would be nice to me...."

She backed away until she found herself in the corner up against the wall, she knew now that once again she had been trapped.

He could see from her body language and the look on her face that he had struck a chord with her. She suddenly seemed less confident and he could tell he now had some power over her. "Ooh yes," he said looking her up and down as he moved in closer to her, "you know you've been teasing me all day."

"P...please don't," she pleaded as the filthy old pervert stood just inches away from her. As he smiled at her his dirty grey beard parted revealing a mouthful of broken yellow teeth. As soon as he started to speak she was hit by the intoxicating stench of holy water from his rotten breath.

"Just a little feel....eh?" he asked feeling confident that the mention of Teds name had had the desired affect.

"N...no!" she replied as she put her hands against his shoulders to try and keep him away.

Unfortunately he was so excited at being alone with her that there was no way he was going to give up, not without satisfying the desperate need to at last have a grope of that incredible 20 year old body standing right in front of him.

He placed his old hands on her waist and took a step closer allowing him to slid them down over her hips and then behind her until they were firmly placed over her ass. As he finally squeezed those firm rounded cheeks that he had been admiring all day he let out a quiet groan of pleasure. Faced with the inevitable Mandy closed her eyes tightly as he placed his filthy bearded face against hers and kissed her passionately on the lips. She felt quite sick as his foul tongue powerd its way between them and began to ravish the inside of her mouth.

He was now getting so extremely carried away and started to tremble all over with excitement as his hands felt her ass all over. It was so firm and tight, each cheek a good sized handful. After a few minutes his hands found their way down the backs of her stocking clad legs and then followed back up under her skirt.

As he felt the straps of her suspender belt and her bare skin above her stocking tops he let out a long sigh, he knew it just didn't get better than this. Soon his hands found their way to her silk panties stretched tightly across her cheeks. With his cock rock hard in his trousers and crying out for attention he started to grind it against her.

Mandy felt sickened by the revolting old man but unbelievably and without explaination she could feel her nipples harden and a slight tingle down below. This couldn't be happening, not again, there's no way she could be starting to enjoy this.....could she?

The old man released her ass and pushed her sweater up and over her tits leaving it bunched up under her neck. "Fucking hell!" he cried as, without hesitation, he grabbed at the huge glands and squeezed them hard through the black lace bra. Squashing them together powerd more and more cleavage upwards until there was more out than in. The old boy couldn't believe what he had in his hands as he started to drool and slobber all over them, grunting and snorting like a pig.

With his bearded face pressed into them he went from one to the other sucking licking and chewing them all over muttering, "oh yes yes....oh God yes yes yes mmmmmm yes."

The excitement was all too much and suddenly he felt his balls tighten and his cock begin to pulsate, he knew he was soon about to come and had gone beyond the point of being able to hold it back.

"Quick, oh God quick!" he cried as he fumred to undo his trousers knowing he had no time to lose. As he undid them with one hand he pushed her down to the floor with the other.

As she fell to her knees she opened her eyes to see his swollen rock hard cock sticking out of his smelly piss stained trousers, the bulbous purple head wet with pre-cum and pointing straight at her.

"Come on come on, quick!" he pleaded with desperation.

Knowing what had to be done Mandy opened her mouth and without a moment to lose he powerd it in all the way to the back of her throat.

"Oh yes!" he cried with relief as he felt the warm wetness of her mouth envelope it. He placed one hand against the wall for support and the other on top of her head as he started to pump her pretty face with his filthy smelly cock.

"Suck it hard, go on, harder," he barked.

It felt incredible as it ran along the crease of her tongue, which was now pressed hard against its underside, with every stroke

Unable to hold back he looked down at her beautiful sweet face just as he exploded his thick creamy spunk to the back of her throat. He let out a cry of relief at finally offloading the huge quantity that his balls had been carrying around all day.

All Mandy could do was close her eyes tight as she swallowed it all straight down. With the back of her head against the wall unable to move he kept on ramming his cock deep down her throat emptying more and more of the stuff into her. With every inward thrust her pretty nose became buried in his stinking thick pubic hair and his fat hairy stomach squashed against her forehead. After a minute or so he started to run out of steam and drew his cock back and ordered Mandy to lick the tip clean, which she had no choice other than to do.

As soon as she had finished she got to her feet and rushed to the bathroom to wash her mouth out. Before returning to the room Mandy straightened her clothing and took a moment to compose herself, she hoped that that was it.

In the meantime the takesen old man sat himself on a wooden bedside chair that he had pulled in front of the door. As Mandy returned to the room she saw where he was sat and realised that he was blocking her way out.

The old man had pushed his trousers and underpants off so he was sitting there with his lower half completely naked, not a pretty sight. He was holding a silver hip flask that he took the occasional swig from as he continued to look her all over.

As she stood in front of him he offered her the flask, "go on, take some," he said.

She paused for a moment and then took it from him, "anything to help me through this," she thought as she swallowed a good mouthful. She coughed violently as it went down her throat, she didn't know what it was he was takeing but it nearly blew her head off.

"Right," he said taking the flask back from her, "strip!"

"W...what?" she asked, hoping she hadn't heard him right.

"You heard," he said, "strip!....the top first."

From the hungry look on his face and the constant need to lick the drooling saliva from his lips she knew he was serious.

After a moments pause she quickly pulled the black sweater off over her head and threw it on the bed behind her. The old pervert seemed to jump in his seat with delight, his pleasure clear to see, not only from the expression on his face, but also from the swelling hardness of his cock.

He watched wide eyed as she unhooked the back of her skirt, slid the zipper down and let it fall to the floor. Now standing in her matching black underwear complete with stockings and suspenders the old takes couldn't believe how incredible she looked, just as if she had stepped straight off the pages of a high class porn magazine. He never believed that he would ever be lucky enough to see a girl like her in the flesh let alone have one completely at his mercy.

Excitedly he watched, his breathing getting heavier as she reached behind and unhooked her bra strap, it seemed to fall away from her almost in slow motion as simply the most fantastic pair of breasts he had ever seen came into view.

"Oh fuck yes," he whispered amazed at how they gave a little bounce as they sprang free. He stared in awe at the way they defied gravity, the bra seemingly serving no real purpose as they remained almost in the same position with or without it.

Next she slipped her thumbs into the top of her panties and pushed them down her legs all the way to the floor. Standing back up straight he got his first real look at the soft blonde pubic hair that covered her mound.

After staring dumbstruck at her for a good minute or two he gestured her to turn around so he could get a look at her ass. As she did he let out a deep groan at the perfect shape of her glorious firm cheeks.

Now standing with her back to him in nothing more than her black stockings and suspender belt she heard the creak of his chair as he got to his feet and came towards her. Smelling the vile stench of his breath on her shoulder prepared her for what she knew was to come next.

His rough dirty old hands felt their way around her waist as he moved up close behind her, her skin was so smooth and silky and her body so firm and toned. She felt his filthy beard scratch the delicate skin of her shoulder as he brought his mouth down and started to kiss it.

All she could hear were his constant moans of pleasure which gew in volume as soon as he pressed his hot hard cock against her bare ass. She could sense his excitement all around her as he moved his hands up her stomach. He paused for a second or two to look over her shoulder and down at her huge tits before slowly cupping one in each hand.

"Fuck they're heavy," he whispered, lifting them slightly to feel their weight as he sunk his fingers into the ample firm flesh.

Mandy closed her eyes and accepted the inevitable, reluctant to admit that she was starting to enjoy being groped and used by this revolting old takes. His hands started to wander all over her tits, mauling squeezing and groping them like a man making the absolute most of this once in a lifetime opportunity.

All of a sudden one of his hands went down her stomach and his fingers crawled through her fine soft pubic hair until they were between her legs. She instinctively gasped as his fingers slipped between her pussy lips and penetrated the folds of her warm wet cunt.

"Ooh you dirty little slut," he drooled into her ear, "you're fuckin' soaking wet."

He found it almost impossible to control himself as his fingers delved deep into her sweet tight hole. His cock needed satisfaction, he needed to fuck her and he needed to do it now.

"Kneel on the bed!" he ordered her as he pulled his fingers from inside her and pushed her in the back.

Mandy knelt on all fours on the the edge of the bed, the old man loving the fantastic sight of her ass in the air before him. Stepping up behind her he knelt against the edge of the bed between her parted legs. He drew in a deep breath as he ran the tip of his desperate cock up and down her wet pussy lips. Slowly he pushed forward thinking he might pass out at the unbelievable pleasure of feeling his cock sliding into her lovely tight cunt.

As he went in deeper and deeper the sensation was out of this world for the rampant dirty old man. Soon he was in as deep as he could go, he could feel her womb entrance against the tip of his cock, he was in deep....

As he drew back he saw the glistening of her juices coating his cock. "Oh fuck yeah!" he slurred.

Suddenly Mandy pushed back against him taking it back deep inside her. Her ass rotated as she now found herself unable to deny how much she was enjoying having this dirty big cock up her.

The old boy just watched with tears of joy forming in his eyes as she continued to flex her cunt around it, drawing herself up and down its full length. He could stand it no more and, grabbing her hips, started ramming himself into her over and over, every thrust causing her ass cheeks to wobble violently as he slammed against her.

"Oh yes yes!" she cried, "more you filthy old fucker more, fuck my wet cunt with that dirty fat cock, go on more, harder harder!"

Overwhelmed by his ability to turn on such an incredibly hot girl he kept on ramming into her relentlessly. He knew full well he wasn't going to hold out as he lay along her back and reached under to grab at her heavy swaying around tits.

"Oh fuck feel them fuckin' udders," he moaned as he clung onto them bucking into her like a sex starved dog.

"Oh yes yes yes!" Mandy cried as she felt her orgasmic juices gush from inside.

The old man felt the wetness pour from her all over his cock and run down his balls. That was it there was nothing he could do to make it last any longer and his cock went off like a pump action shot gun into her. His thick creamy spunk errupting from it over and over as he gripped her tightly, his fingers sinking deep into her beautiful big tits.

For an amazing several minutes he kept pumping his seed up inside her, the tight gripping sensation of her pussy milking every last drop from his big hard cock. Over and over he fucked her soaking cunt until he had nothing left to give. Soon he had to slow himself down and eventually come to a complete stop.

"Ooh that was lovely," he muttered as his tool slithered from her well fucked hole and he fell onto his back on the bed beside her.

Mandy got to her feet, her legs somewhat shaky from the experience. Without a word she put back on her bra and panties, got herself dressed and turned to leave. Looking back she saw the takesen old slob fast arelax with his mouth wide open, "can't take the pace," she thought to herself.

Waiting outside in his car was Ted. As she left he waited until she was out of sight before going back in to retrieve his video camera. He saw the takesen old fart arelax on the bed and knew something had happened. He took the camera stopped it recording and wound it back to see a sample of what he had. A huge smile came across his face, "fantastic," he said to himself, "absolutely fantastic."

Unaware of the new video recording that had just been made, Mandy headed for home still feeling in need of a little satisfaction down below. She quickened her step as she wanted to get home soon so she could have a little play with herself when she got back.

She didn't understand why she felt so turned on still, it even went through her mind that it was a shame that the other old man wasn't there as she could have maybe done with another good seeing to.

As she walked she noticed a car pull up along side her and someone call out, "need a ride?" As she turned to look she saw it was the fat old black taxi driver from earlier.

"Why not," she thought, after all it was still quite a way to walk in heels.

"Oh, thank you," she said as she walked around the car opened the passenger door and sat herself in the front.

Being a warm day the taxi driver was wearing some dirty old grey baggy jogging bottoms and a dirty string vest which showed off his huge fat stomach and flabby man boobs. He must have been over sixty, quite a feat for someone in such obvious poor physical condition.

As they drove off Mandy was quite glad to have the windows open to let out the horrible smell of his body odour. As she started to tell him where she wanted to go he told her he remembered where she lived from earlier.

She sat there with one leg crossed over the other showing a good length of black nylon clad thigh. The driver couldn't help glancing down every few seconds, her short skirt and gorgeous legs proving to be something of a tease. Mandy pretended not to notice but was fully aware of him looking at her.

Just then he spoke, "my earlier offer still stands you know."

What a cheek, he didn't honestly think she would be interested in him did he? Mandy just laughed nervously and said nothing.

The driver knew he wasn't going to get anywhere with a top class piece of ass like her but it wasn't every day he had such a gorgeous girl sat in his cab so he was going to make the most of it.

Still feeling rather turned on from her afternoons events Mandy couldn't help but look down to see if she could make out his cock through his joggers. It didn't take too much spotting, from the outline of it down the inside of his leg she could see it was absolutely huge. "Shame he's such a fat smelly old pig," she thought to herself, "could have had some fun with that."

Being something of a little tease she adjusted herself in the seat so as to deliberately cause her skirt to ride up a little higher. Now the driver could partially see the bare skin above her stocking tops and Mandy noticed the huge python in his trousers seem to come alive. It moved across the top of his thigh and started to grow in size.

She knew exactly what she was doing to him and began to get moist between the legs as she found herself more and more interested in the size of that cock, in spite of the fact that it was attatched to such a smelly fat old man. She started to get more turned on and now couldn't wait to get home have a play with herself.

As the journey continued she could see the affect she was obviously having on him, it was the same as the affect she'd had on him that morning. Sitting there fascinated by the size of his cock Mandy couldn't help thinking that she had never had a black man and started to wonder what it would be like. The stories about them having such huge cocks was certainly true in the case of this one.

She realised that she could either go home and bring herself off, which would be nice...Or...she could make use of that big black cock, and as she was still feeling unfulfilled from her afternoons events it didn't take long to decide.

"No contest," she thought.

"Oh no!" she said as she went for her purse, "I don't have any money to pay you with."

Almost the instant she said it she noticed his cock lift from his leg and start to form a tent in his trousers.

"Oh don't you worry about that sweetness," he told her, "like I said before, my offer still stands, I'm sure we can come to some arrangement."

She said nothing as he turned off the main road into an old disused industrial area. Her silence spoke volumes to him, she wasn't objecting or asking where he was taking her. Was she going to give him what he wanted? Surely not, not her, a classy white girl with a body like that, and him a 60 plus fat black man.

Taking the chance of a lifetime the man reached across and placed his hand on her knee, still she said nothing. His excitement was now growing as he held the wheel with one hand and started to gently feel along the top of her silky smooth thigh with the other.

Trying to both watch the road and look at where his hand was going was not easy for the old man. He couldn't believe what she was letting him do as his hand went under the edge of her skirt and down between her legs.

He could feel the damp warmth of her panties against the side of his hand, "oh baby," he said in a deep powerful voice.

He had to move his hand away as he pulled the car up behind a ruined old building. He turned the engine off and turned to face her. It was obvious what he wanted from the now massive bulge in his trousers that he made no attempt to conceal.

Mandy couldn't believe what she was about to do, this was no blackmail, nobody was powering her, it was her choice. She was so turned on that she wanted this dirty old smelly fat black man to use her gorgeous young body, she wanted make his day and give him what he wanted.

"Ooh baby you are one sweet thing," he said as he put his arm behind her and pulled her towards him. Putting up no resistance Mandy allowed him to kiss her passionately on the lips. After a few seconds he stopped and looked her in the eyes and muttered, "ooh baby you are somethin' else."

He then let out a long deep sigh as he kissed her again, this time more powerfully his growing excitement clearly obvious. She felt his free hand work its way up under the front of her sweater and start to squeeze and fondle her huge tits. He let out a deep grumbling sound much like an elephant as he found they were so much bigger than even his huge hands.

After a few moments he began to feel his way along her thigh and back under her skirt. "Ooh jeez!" the old guy muttered as he pushed it up to reveal her sexy black underwear. As Mandy allowed him to ease her legs apart he pressed his fat fingers into the crotch of her panties and pushed the material into her wet cunt.

Now turned on beyond the point of no return Mandy decided to take charge, she needed to see that cock.

She pushed the fat smelly taxi driver back into his own seat and repositioned herself as he waited excitedly to see what she was going to do next.

Leaning into him she took the elastic waist of his baggy old joggers and pulled them out over his cock and down. Mandy gasped as she saw the size of his rock hard tool, it was massive absolutely massive.

The old guy reclined his seat back a little and said with a certain arrogance, "help yourself baby."

The smelly fat old man couldn't believe what happened next as Mandy gently placed her sweet soft hand around it and slowly started to stroke it up and down. The old guys eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a long groan of pleasure, her touch was so incredibly sensual.

"How about a little suck?" he asked.

She just looked at him and, licking her lips, shook her head, she was such a tease.

"I need something, and I need it now," she told him.

The old guy thought all his dreams had come true as she pulled her skirt up and her panties down and climbed over onto him. She was so desperste to feel that thing inside her that she wasted no time. She reached between her legs and grabbed the base of his big black hard tool and guided it to entrance of her now dripping cunt.

"Aaaaaaaaaah God!" she moaned, the walls of her cunt stretched to the max as she lowered herself down onto it. The taxi driver was so turned on by this gorgeous blonde white girl that he just couldn't wait a second longer and rammed it straight up her without mercy causing her to let out an ear piercing scream.

Suddenly all hell broke loose as they both fucked like crazed wild naturals. The old man pushed her sweater up and Mandy instantly took over and ripped it off over her head. Next she quickly removed her bra and placed her hands above her head and flat against the roof of the car, "suck my tits you dirty fat bastard, go on!" she cried.

He didn't need telling twice as he grabbed them with both hands and stuffed them into his mouth. Mandy could take no more and she had an instant orgasm causing her to fall forward against him. She wrapped her arms around the back of his head and squashed her massive tits into his old face. As his giant cock mercilessly pounded into her cunt Mandy had another orgasm...and another...and another.

This was what she needed, the fucking of a lifetime. It couldn't last forever though as the old guy felt his balls tighten as they readied themselves to empty. With this gorgeous blonde white girl riding him like a bucking bronco he couldn't hold back a moment longer. He opened his mouth wide and sucked hard on one of her tits, his hands went behind and grabbed her ass tightly and his cock suddenly exploded masses and masses of thick hot spunk up inside her.

Mandy had yet another orgasm as she felt it filling her up inside. Impaled on his huge black monster cock she rode on longer writhing and squirming sucking as much spunk from his now empty balls as she could.

With the aftermath of such massive orgasms leaving her exhausted she slowed herself until she came to a stop. Very carefully, due to the tenderness of her ravaged cunt she climbed off.

After taking a few minutes to catch her breath, Mandy opened the car door and said, "thanks for that, think I'll walk from here."

Completely stunned and bemused by what had just happened the old boy just watched in silence as the sexiest girl he had ever seen, not to mention fucked, walked away..........

It felt so good to finally have this incredibly sexy ass in his hand and he wasted no time in having a good feel of its tremendous shape, going from one cheek to the other groping it all over.

"Ooh what a gorgeous big ass you've got," he whispered, unable to resist licking her ear with his slobbering tongue.

Still she didn't respond, even when he spread his hand wide and squeezed her ass so tight that her cheeks bulged out between his open fingers. He now knew he had the freedom to do whatever he wanted and the sight of her cleavage thrusting out from her opened uniform was just too tempting for words.

Alimister was filled with disgust as the dirty old man slipped his hand into the tight gap between her uniform and her bra. "Oh yes!" he groaned as he began to feel up one of her tits covered by one of the monsterous lace cups. His mouth watered as he undid a further two buttons and opened her uniform up, spreading it apart until the full white lace bra containing her incredible tits was out on full display.

He couldn't help himself, even if she now objected there was no way he could resist as he raised a hand to grab them, he groped and squeezed them all over, kneading them with his clawing fingers. Before long his hand had found its way inside and scooped one of the monsters out from its confines, he lifted the weighty thing upwards and brought it to his mouth. As he sucked and chewed on it her nipple grew and hardened in his mouth, "mmmmm you love it don't you, I always knew you were a dirty slut," he groaned.

All the while one hand was playing with her incredible tits the other was still mauling her ass. But Carol was more aware of something else, his cock rubbing up and down against her hip. She knew what had to be done and decided there was no point in putting off the inevitable, she had to just get on with it.

Ted couldn't believe what happened next, he let out a long deep sigh as she unhooked the front of his trousers and slipped her hand down inside the top of his dirty old underpants. "Ooooh yesssss, ooooh fuck yesssss!" he hissed as he felt her soft fingers gently wrap themselves around his aching erection.

Instantly he started humping her hand as she massaged it with a firm grip. Making the most of the freedom she had given him to grope her body he continued squeezing her huge tits and ass. Kneading the gorgeous and ample flesh with his grubby hands. With his excitement reaching fever pitch he knew he couldn't last much longer.

The feel of her hand around his cock was bringing it to boiling point, he had to have more, he couldn't let this opportunity slip by, he wanted to fuck that cock teasing body of hers with every last breath he had, he wanted to fill her cunt with his spunk, he could control the urge no more.

Now sweating and desperate the dirty old pig turned her around and pushed her back down onto the sofa, in a second he had grabbed the bottom of her uniform and pulled it open causing buttons to fly everywhere. He pushed his trousers and underpants down to the floor and as he stepped out of them he watched as Alimister reluctantly opened up her legs.

"Fuckin' hell yes!" he sighed when he saw the wet patch that had formed in crotch of her white panties.

All that was now holding her uniform together were two buttons around her middle, his need was now too much and he collapsed on top of her. As he did his rampant cock somehow bulldozed its way straight passed her panties and straight up her awaiting tunnel. With one thrust he drove it deep into her right up to his balls, he couldn't believe the sensation of her soaking wet cunt engulfing his dirty hard smelly old cock.

Such was his desperation to expose her massive chest he clawed at her bra ripping it and tearing it apart. He looked in awe as two of the biggest fucking tits he had ever seen bounced into view before his very eyes.

Without a second to lose the dirty fat old pervert started ramming into her with all his strength. Alimister hated him with a venom but couldn't deny she was enjoying the punishment her sodden cunt was taking. She scooped her tits up in her hands and squashed them together before offering them up to him.

He sunk his face deep into the mass of flesh licking and sucking them all over with such desperation it seemed almost as if his life depended on it. Over and over again he hammered into her soaking wet cunt, his flailing balls slamming against her ass until he knew he could control himself no more.

Lifting his head from her tits and powering his tongue into her open mouth he kissed her with such fevered passion as all too soon his cock instantly exploded his thick creamy spunk up inside her. Endlessly he pounded into her, every thrust pumping more and more of his dirty thick smelly cream deeper and deeper into her.

"Oh yes!" he hissed into her ear, "take it you dirty bitch take it all, oooh feel my spunk filling up your gorgeous wet cunt, mmmmmmm yeah you love it don't you you dirty slut!"

She said nothing just letting out a long quiet moan as she found herself amazed at how much spunk he was filling her up with, she could feel it sloshing around inside her and every time he thrust into her he just seemed to keep on producing more and more of the vile stuff.

Soon however Ted found himself emptying the final drops into her. He looked down her body and felt extremely satisfied with himself at having just dumped all his load into this incredibly gorgeous and voluptuous woman that he had long fantasized over.

Slowly the old man, now covered in stinking sweat, brought himself down until he finally came to a complete stop. After allowing himself a few moments for his pulsating cock to calm down he slipped it from her and climbed off.

Alimister wasted no time in getting to her feet and rushed from the room, leaving Ted standing there looking just a little ridiculous in nothing more than his sweaty old t-shirt with his potbelly protruding from underneath it.

As he was about to put his trousers and underpants back on he stopped and dropped them back on the floor. He wondered if Mandy was arelax in her room. He was now so confident that he could do whatever he liked, so he decided to go and have a look. As he approached the door he couldn't help but feel a little excited, something that was obvious to see as his spent dick seemed to stir back to life.

He quietly pushed the door open and went in. There she was sound arelax, she had kicked the covers down to her feet and she lay there on her back looking just like a wet dream come true in a transparent powder blue babydoll nightie and matching panties. Her huge firm young tits were clear to see through the wispy thin material, causing Teds old pecker to stiffen, even arelax it seemed as if she was deliberately being such an incredible prick teaser.

Her pretty face was a picture of angelic beauty with her lovely blonde hair spread over the pillow. It seemed impossible to believe that this heaven-sent creature had been fucked so many times, she looked so sweet and innocent, so pure. Seeing her like this Ted thought how he would challenge any man not to just fall completely in love with her.

Ted knew there and then he wanted her, how could any man resist the temptation, he already knew there was no way he could leave until he'd had her. So many times he had set her up with other people for the sake of his video making that he had neglected his own needs, and oh God, looking at her there, he certainly had needs.

As he knelt at the side of the bed and rubbed his fat stubbly chin with his hand he noticed her legs were just slightly apart. "Ooh yes...yes..." he whispered to himself as he couldn't resist reaching down and gently placing his hand over her pussy. The thin blue panties offered no protection as his sweaty fat fingers felt along her soft warm slit through the wispy thin material. He carefully eased her panty crotch to one side and his middle finger wormed its way between her sweet pink lips. He rotated his fingertip against her wetness for a moment or two before slowly pushing it up inside her. He couldn't help letting out a quiet groan as he watched his finger vanish deeper and deeper into her beautiful tight wet hole.

As he did this he looked back at her face so incredibly pretty as she slept. He had to taste her pouting red lips and leaned forward to gently kiss her on the mouth, she looked so beautiful and her lips were just so soft and sensual.

The instant he did this Mandy woke up, she leapt from her bed letting out an ear-piercing scream, and, in what seemed like less than a second, Alimister came running into the room.
She grabbed Ted by the arm and pulled him back asking him what he thought he was doing. With an air of arrogance he just looked her up and down as he pulled his arm from her grip. Her bra and panties having just been ruined by him she was obviously halfway through changing. She had only got as far as putting on a black lace bustier and matching panties. This met with Teds instant approval as he looked over the huge lace trimmed cups that held her monster tits firmly in place. The figure hugging garment fitted perfectly down her body and really showed her curves off well, pulling in tightly around the waist.

"Mmmm nice...." he whispered, "very nice indeed."

He then turned and climbed onto the bed, his erect cock bouncing and swaying around in front of him. He made himself comfortable as he took up his position in the middle with his head against the headboard.

Mandy and her lady both looked at each other for a moment unsure what to do, they could both see the disgusting old perverts cock was standing bolt upright and had a pretty good idea of what he wanted. The two of them had always enjoyed a good open relationship and were more like friends than anything else so neither of them felt too embarrassed by the others presence.

"If you don't leave this house right now I'm going to call the police," Alimister told him.

At that he just laughed and told her not to be so stupid.

She went on, "I'll tell them that you just attacked me and you powerd yourself upon me.... I'm sure when they see the state of my uniform and underwear that you just ruined they'll see that I'm telling the truth and arrest you on the spot."

Mandy was puzzled for a moment, unsure of what had gone on while she was arelax. Soon, however, it dawned on her that obviously they must have had sex, hence why Ted was wearing only a dirty old t-shirt and absolutely nothing else.

Ted simply turned to Mandy. "Tell her will you, tell her you don't want me to give your address to those old guys at the care home."

Mandy was confused for a moment so Ted made it even easier for her. "I could also give it to every horny old pervert that has bought a copy of the tape. Just think, they'll be queuing up around the block."

Alimister could see the fear on Mandys face and, left with no choice, told Ted that she wouldn't call the police if he just went now.

"It doesn't work like that," Ted told her, "I haven't finished yet, I mean look at me." He gestured to his stiff cock twitching and jerking around before him. "Now you can't expect me to leave in this state...can you?"

As Alimister stood there unsure of what to do Ted turned to Mandy and asked her to join him on the bed. As she reluctantly climbed on he simply couldn't wait to get his hands on her and so slipped one arm behind her and pulled her to him. He rolled over against her and wasted no time in getting a good squeeze of her incredible tits through the sexy transparent lingerie.

"Ooh fuck yeah, we're going to have some fun," he said as he kissed her hard and rough on the mouth. A moment later Alimister stepped up to the edge of the bed, this filthy old pervert was obviously going to get his way there was no denying it.

"Oh yes," said Ted as he turned back towards her and reached out his arm for her to come and get onto the bed next to him. As she too reluctantly climbed on he couldn't believe it, nothing in life could ever be better than this, Mandy one side and Alimister the other and him in the middle with an arm around each of them.

Monday came and Mandy had packed her cases with enough to last her for a couple of weeks away from home. She put them in the back of her ladys car and went to work as normal. The plan was for her lady to pick her up after work and take her straight over to her friend Marys house where she would be safe for the time being.

Mandy had been told by her lady what Mary was like, how she was a God fearing christian woman in her mid fifties who definitely would not understand what Mandy and the old men had been up to, and so she must under no circumstances find out.

Mary had spent the Sunday preparing the spare room for her forthcoming guest and found she was rather looking forward to the company. Although her 18 year old mister lived with her she found getting a conversation out of him somewhat like getting red from a stone. Even that day, when he arose from his pit around noon and she tried to tell him they were having someone to stay for a few weeks, all she got was a grunt as he shuffled off downstairs to get some breakfast. She had grown used to his behaviour and put it down to his years of being bullied at school, something that carried on to this day.

His name was Peter and never seemed to mix well with others, he was a pathetic geeky sort of kid with a spotty face and greasy hair. Not blessed in the looks department he had suffered years of teasing for the ridiculous way his huge ears stuck out like the open doors of a car, and his goofy front teeth that rested permanently in front of his bottom lip making him altogether rather unattractive. He had a small circle of equally nerdy and immature friends whose company he felt safe in, and so never really bothered trying to mix with others.

Being of a very slight build and with looks that were the constant butt of jokes he never had the confidence to even talk to girls, let alone ask one out on a date. Even if he did none would want to go, not only was he a total nerd, but he also had some filthy habits, like picking his nose and constantly fiddling with his crotch oblivious to the fact that people might be watching.

His lady and everyone else always assumed he hadn't yet developed any interest in girls, they just put it down to the fact that, although he was 18, he was just a bit slow on that front.

How wrong they all were, that was all he spent every waking moment thinking about, he may have been too scared and shy to talk to girls but he certainly had a very keen interest. The sneaky little creep constantly fantasized and daydreamed over just about every hot girl he saw. Too embarrassed to ever share his thoughts with anyone else in case they thought he was just a dirty little pervert, he had mastered the art of keeping his urges and thoughts a very well hidden secret.....

He would wake for college every day at 7:55am and put on the TV in his bedroom just in time for the weather girl to come on. In the space of the two minutes it took for her to stand there and read the weather Peter would have imagined himself standing up against her feeling her up and shot his load all over the sheets. This was just the first of many frustrating fantasies he would have through the course of an average day.

Other examples would be, spying on the lady that walks by his house on her way to work at 8:15 every morning, her ass had such a cheeky wiggle that he would have to give himself a dirty little rub while he tried to imagine what it would be like to grope it with his grubby little hands. Then there was the woman on the bus taking her kids to school as she did every morning, she had such big tits that he found it hard to not get himself caught looking at them, he was fascinated by them and so wished he could just reach out and give them a squeeze. Of course then there would be various girls and female teachers at college, all of whom kept his dick rock hard powering him to visit the toilets for a quick one off the wrist, and all this was before lunch!!!

Occasionally he would find he couldn't get to the toilets quick enough, like the time he was so engrossed in watching his English teachers sexy ass in a pair of skin-tight black trousers as she wrote on the board at the front of the class. The drooling little geek was imagining his hands roaming all over it, he got so excited that he actually came in his underpants sat at his desk in the middle of the class. Thankfully nobody noticed, even though he had to carry his books in front of himself to hide the wet patch when he left the class.

His obsession with the opposite sex meant that he found himself with the frustration of an almost permanent erection. Whether it was a girl at college, on television or in a magazine the source for inspiration was endless, all he dreamt of was that one day he might actually finally get to touch a pair of tits or a beautifully rounded ass. Until that day however, if indeed it would ever come, he would make do with his vivid imagination and, of course, his trusty right hand.....

Monday evening came and Mandy's lady collected her from work and took her across town to Marys as planned. When they arrived Peter was out doing some homework at the home of one of his nerdy friends. Alimister introduced her flower to Mary and after a quick cup of tea decided to leave the two of them to get acquainted and to enable Mandy to settle in properly.

After taking her cases up to her new room Mandy came back down to the kitchen to have another cup of tea and a chat. She had decided not to get changed from her work clothes just yet as her things may need a quick rub with the iron before she could wear them.

As usual she looked stunning in a tight blue knee length pencil skirt and crisp white blouse that fitted nicely across her impressively large bust. Even Mary noticed what a beautiful girl she was, and so smart too in her work clothes. She, like most other women, couldn't help but feel a little inadequate and drab in her presence.

As they stood talking, each one nursing a hot cup of tea, the back door opened and in shuffled Peter. With Mandy standing with her back to him as he came in he was instantly surprised to see someone there, they hardly ever had visitors. In a split second he felt his heart miss a beat and his senses go into overload as the first thing his eyes settled on was her incredible shapely ass in the tight fitting skirt.

What happened over the next two or three seconds seemed to almost happen in slow motion to the hormonal 18 year old. As Mandy turned to greet him he noticed the tightness of her skirt around her womanly hips and the narrowness of her waist. Her lovely blonde hair seemed to fly out as if in a shampoo commercial, and as she turned and he saw her beautiful face for the first time he couldn't believe what he was seeing. His attention was on her face however for just a split second, because as she turned towards him all of his attention instantly shifted to her chest. As he stared he could just hear his ladys voice as if in the distance.

"This is Mandy and she'll be staying with us for a few weeks."

His mouth dried and he felt himself go bright red as she extended her hand to say hello. As he tried to say hello back the words seemed to lodge in his throat, he was completely dumbfounded by the incredible size and shape of her big round tits, he had never been in the presence of such unbelievable beauty.

He seemed frozen to the spot for a second or two before he left the kitchen in a state of total embarrassment. His lady turned to Mandy and said, "oh just ignore him, he's a bit awkward around people he doesn't know, especially girls."

Mandy just smiled politely and they carried on with their conversation.

Peter took up his usual seat in the front room and flicked the TV on. His head was spinning with a thousand thoughts, he couldn't believe what he had just seen, what a body! She was perfection, the stuff of all his wildest dreams and fantasies, if he had one wish for anything he wanted she was exactly it, he wouldn't change a thing, and she was going to be staying in his house for the next few weeks....unbelievable!

As he sat there nursing his ever growing erection Mandy came into the room and gave him a smile. She thought how he looked just like a kid, a shy geeky kid with no idea of fashion or style, had she not known any different she would have never guessed him to be 18 years old. He looked harmless enough though and she felt comfortable in his presence, she thought that he probably hadn't even started thinking about girls yet and so she wouldn't have to worry about him getting any ideas.

She could sense his awkwardness and didn't want to embarrass him further so she turned her back to him and stood there for a minute or two to see what he was watching on TV.

With his lady still out in the kitchen this gave him the chance to have another sneaky look at her. He could feel the excitement building in his frustrated cock as his eyes drank in the vision of her perfectly formed ass in the tightly fitted skirt. The way her lower back arched inwards seemed almost a deliberate attempt to tease by causing her shapely ass cheeks to thrust outwards even more.

He could feel the unmistakable seepage of pre-cum oozing from his cock into his underpants as he looked up at her tits. From the angle she was standing at he could clearly see one of them from the side, it looked beautiful, so fucking huge, her white blouse seemed to be molded to its perfectly rounded shape. He had always had a thing for women with big tits, the bigger the better. He had always longed to take a pair in his hands and give them a squeeze, something sadly he had never yet done. He could only try to imagine how it would feel to reach around and cup hers from underneath taking their full weight in his clammy little hands.

Suddenly she turned and went back out into the kitchen, he couldn't take his eyes off her huge bouncing tits as she went, and, as she walked out through the door, the way her cheeky ass jiggled under the tight skirt.

Instantly he left the room and went straight up to his bedroom, his mind full of images of what he had just seen. He closed the door and pulled his trousers and underpants off as he quickly lay out on his bed. He flopped one arm across his face and started kissing it muttering Mandy's name over and over. With his other hand he grabbed his desperate erection and started to wank himself off constantly kissing and licking his arm as he muttered her name over and over imagining it was her.

Within a matter of seconds he let out a groan as spunk shot from his cock like a bullet from a gun flying over his head and hitting the wall behind him. As he pounded on his cock more and more of the stuff flew through the air landing all over the place. He let out a long sigh, he had wanked himself off before more times than he cared to remember but, for one so quick, that was a good one, there was spunk everywhere.

As he lay there with is mind still full of thoughts of the incredible Mandy just downstairs he knew he had to go again. He rolled over to his side and drew his knees up as he furiously rubbed his cock again. He imagined himself slipping his hand inside her blouse and feeling her tits while his other hand squeezed her ass in that tight skirt. Within less than a minute spunk flew from its tip once more and he again experienced the most amazing feelings surge through his body as he dumped loads of the thick smelly stuff all over his sheets.

After laying there and dozing off for a short while he woke put on a change of clothes and went back downstairs. He came into the kitchen where Mandy was stood ironing some of her clothes that had got crumpled in her case. She had changed into a tight pair of faded denims that fitted perfectly to her peachy ass and a pink t-shirt that fitted as all her t-shirts did, as if it had been sprayed on.

As she tried to speak to him she noticed his gaze seemed to be more concentrated on her body. She thought that maybe he was just getting curious about woman and their bodies and so rather than embarrass him she pretended not to notice.

While she continued with her ironing he couldn't stop looking at her tits held firmly in the snug fitting t-shirt. He so would so desperately have loved to touch them, feel them, squeeze them, he would have given anything to place his hands on them for just one second. He could feel his bottom lip start to tremble as it always did when he got excited, at the same time his cock again began to stiffen in his trousers. She was just so incredible, how was he going to manage the *** of seeing her but not being able to touch her every day for the next few weeks.

Every time she rubbed the iron over her clothes her huge tits rocked from side to side, he was sure he could just make out her nipples poking out against the thin pink fabric. The sex starved little pervert could stand it no more and had to leave the room and go back upstairs. As soon as he entered his bedroom he reached into his trousers and pulled out his desperately hard cock, he started to pump it in his hand and within a few seconds ropes of spunk flew across the room all over the carpet. As he rid himself of the thick sticky goo he fell to his knees and realised that this was how it was going to be for the whole time she was here.

He knew it was going to be hard for him but, of course, there was no way he would want her to leave, how could he she was just every sexual fantasy he had ever had all rolled into one. She was going to be the source of many great wanks over the next few weeks. A wank was one thing, but oh to fuck her...just imagine...oh my God!!!

He knew it would never happen but he could dream, and dream he did. The next few days were much the same as that first night, a combination of sneakily looking at her without drawing attention to the fact, and then running off to his room for some much needed relief. The nights were just as torturous knowing that she was arelax in the very next room, possibly wearing some sexy lingerie or possibly naked, just the thought of it sent the spotty nerd into a whirl of endless masturbation.

Friday evening came and Peter arrived home from college as always to find his lady preparing the evening meal. He went through to the front room and dumped himself on the sofa in front of the tv waiting for a look at Mandy when she arrived home from work. As he heard the back door open and the sound of her unmistakable voice talking to his lady his heart seemed to accelerate and his throat instantly dried as he waited excitedly to see her.

"Hi Peter!" she said cheerily as she came into the front room, "what you watching?"

"Er...m...monster trucks.." he answered in a nervous squeaky voice.

He quickly glanced at her several times, each time taking a sneaky look at her incredible figure. She wore a short tight red skirt with a tight black ribbed sweater, her legs were encased in black nylon, she looked as always just so fucking sexy, if only she knew what she was doing to him.

She sat herself down on the sofa next to him watching the TV as she did. Perched on the very edge to indicate she was only sitting down temporarily she leaned forward, and with her elbows on her knees she rested her chin in her hands.

With Peter slouched back in the sofa he couldn't resist looking her over, he loved everything about her, her blonde hair, her scent, her beautiful face, but most of all her lovely shapely body. As he looked at her he could feel his cock swell from its pathetically flaccid two inches to its rock hard seven inches of red fuelled gristle. Again he looked under her arm at the massive tit thrusting out against her tightly stretched sweater, he had to constantly wrestle the overwhelming urge to reach under her arm and just grab it.

As he continued staring at it he reached into his pocket in the hope that he would be able to give his frustrated cock a little rub without being noticed. He wondered if she had any idea how much it would mean to him to have a feel of her tits, if only she would let him, why not? after all it wouldn't hurt her or even inconvenience her in the slightest, but it would be a dream come true for him and make him the happiest permister in the whole world. These were the thoughts that constantly raced through his mind as he leered at her.

Then there was her short tight skirt and her legs encased in the sexiest silky black nylon. He imagined his hand running along the inside of her thigh and under her skirt, he imagined her to wear stockings. His mouth started to water as he pictured his fingers teasing her panties aside and slipping inside her wet pussy. That was it, it was all too much for the frustrated little creep and as he grabbed his cock from inside his trouser pocket he suddenly felt himself ejaculate into his underpants. He bit down hard on his lip as he froze to the spot terrified that she would know what had just happened, it took all his will power to hold himself still.

At that moment she stood up, straightened her skirt and went back through to the kitchen. He couldn't believe how lucky he was as he watched her leave the room. As soon as she was out of site he pumped his cock hard to finish himself off.

The mess that it caused in his trousers meant that he had to quickly leave the room and go up to his bedroom to change. As he did he heard her come up the stairs, she went into her room and shut the door, two or three minutes later she came back out and went into the bathroom. After another two or three minutes she left the bathroom and went back down stairs.

Peter went to the top of the stairs and shouted down to his lady that he was going to have a quick shower, something he needed to do in order to clean all the stale spunk from himself. He got to the top of the stairs just in time to see Mandy vanish into the front room, she had changed into her t-shirt and denims.

He went into the bathroom and locked the door, as he was just about to turn the shower on he saw the linen basket in the corner with the lid half off. Realising that Mandy had just changed he quickly put two and two together.

He checked again that the door was locked and went over to the basket and removed the lid, his eyes almost popped out of his head at what he saw as he peered inside. There on top of all the dirty washing was a bundle of black lace underwear, he tremred with uncontrollable excitement as he reached in and lifted out the first item, it was Mandy's bra and it was still warm, it must have been what she had just been wearing under her work clothes.

"Oh God," he whispered with a tremble in his voice as he held it open, the cups were huge, he saw the label had the size on it, 34FF, his bottom jaw fell open. He noticed it had no additional padding and realised that her tits were indeed as big as they appeared.

He couldn't resist putting his hands inside the cups and pressing it into his face, he could smell her scent all over it as he imagined her tits being in it just a few minutes earlier, this was surely as close he would ever get to having them in his face for real.

After a few cock hardening minutes he put it down and took all his clothes off. Next he reached in and pulled out the next garment. "Oh yes! I knew it," he whispered to himself as he found himself holding a matching suspender belt.

"Fucking hell!" was all he could say. He had always thought that women only wore stockings and suspenders in magazines, he couldn't believe it, the thought of it was driving him crazy as he imagined how incredible she must look in such sexy underwear.

Then he peered back into the basket and saw one final item, he knew what it was as he reached in and took it out....her black lace panties!

His excitement was beyond control as he brought them to his face and sniffed in deeply, he knew what he was smelling was the scent of her cunt, he had never smelt one before but he instinctively knew. He held them open with both hands and dragged his tongue along the silk crotch that would have just moments ago been pressed tightly against her cunt.

That was it, he grabbed his cock just in time as he felt the unmistakable surge powering up through it, he started pumping furiously as instantly ropes of spunk started flying all over the place, it was like an out of control fire hose as it landed all over the walls and floor. Peter dropped to his knees as he continued sniffing and licking her panties, his thick smelly cream still pumping from his cock into a pool on the floor.

He let out a long sigh of relief as he felt such immense pleasure and satisfaction. He squeezed every last drop from within himself, slowly he calmed down and realised he had better put the shower on in case anyone wondered what he was doing in there.

Over the course of the next 15 minutes he found the underwear such a turn on that his rampant cock remained rock hard, it didn't soften even for a second and he managed to shoot his load two more times.

He now had a plan, the following day was saturday and surely she would go out at some point, giving him the opportunity to have a rifle through her drawers to see what else she had......

Saturday came and the geeky little nerd, as always, slept through until the early afternoon. When he awoke he pulled on his dressing gown and went to see if anyone was around. He soon found a note from his lady saying they had gone shopping for the day and may go for something to eat after so wouldn't be back until later that night.

The dirty sneaky little creep dropped the note and ran up to Mandys room as fast as he could. Once there he went through her drawers and found a full array of fine silk and lace underwear, he found it all such a turn-on. Although he had been dying to see what was in her underwear drawer the real prize however would still be what was in the linen basket. Just as he was about to go and see he felt something under her underwear at the back of the drawer, as he fumred around he pulled out a video tape.

He looked at it and wondered what could be on it, he had no idea of its significance and how his fortune was about to change.

It was the tape that Ted had brought over on the saturday, he had left it with Mandys lady, but she didn't want to risk having it in the house and so got Mandy to take it with her to dispose of as soon as she could.

He went back to his room and put it in his video recorder to see what was on it. As he pressed the play button nothing appeared on the screen, he went to press it again when he heard the machine make a funny noise. "Shit!" he cried as he realised that the machine had chewed the tape up. Things only got worse when he found that he couldn't eject it or anything. What could he do? she would go mad, she would know he had been through her drawers, this was just terrible.

He soon decided to disconnect the video player and hide it on top of his wardrobe in the hope that she wouldn't notice it missing until he had the chance to maybe take it apart and retrieve the damaged tape.

His excitement at again going through her underwear in the linen basket was greater than his concerns for the tape and so he went back to indulge himself for the next hour or two.......

Later that evening Mandy arrived home having stayed out longer than Mary with some friends she had met in town. Being quite late everyone was sound arelax in their beds as Mandy tried to be as quiet as possible. Before going to bed she went into the bathroom to brush her teeth. As she did she noticed the lid was only halfway on the linen basket and went to put it on properly. That was when she saw all the underwear she had worn over the past few days all screwed up together on top of everything else.

Curious as to why she reached inside, she was surprised and momentarily confused to find her things felt wet and sticky. As she lifted them out she was horrified as she soon realised what it was that was soaked into her various silk and lace undies. They were covered in thick smelly spunk, loads of it soaked into her various pairs of panties and even one of her bras, it was disgusting.

She knew straight away who this was all down to and turned and marched straight into his bedroom. He was fast arelax on his bed with not a stitch on. As she stood over him she saw his pathetic little stubby two inch cock laying on his rather swollen uncomfortable looking balls.

She didn't want to wake his lady so she whispered as loud as she dare, "Peter...Peter wake up, it's me Mandy I want a word with you."

With his eyes still closed he smiled and said, "Mandy, mmmmmmmm, Mandy."

She realised the nerdy little freak was still fast arelax as he carried on talking. "Ooooh yes Mandy, mmmmmmmm."

He was obviously dreaming as she watched in amazement as suddenly his cock started to grow.... and grow....... and grow! It moved down his leg, three..four..five inches, it then raised itself straight up and fell back against his stomach as it continued to grow, six..seven..possibly eight inches. Now a good four times its original size Mandy found herself stunned into silence as the disgusting little nerd continued to talk in his relax.

"Ooh Mandy yes, mmmmmmm yes that's it mmmmmm." His hand had now found its way to his cock and he started to play with himself as he continued to talk in his relax. "Ooh lovely big tits ooh yes mmmmmm lovely, yes thats it go on touch them, oooh lovely yes play with them, oh what great big beautiful tits."

It was obvious what he was dreaming about as he started to pump his cock up and down with his eyes still tightly closed. "Oh fuck yes thats it, thats it, go on, more more more, make 'em bounce go on more, yeah fuck me oh God fuck me yes oooh yes yes yes aaaargh aaaaaargh AAAAAAAARGH YES!"

Suddenly spunk spewed from his cock, rope after rope of the thick white stuff flew across his chest over and over again. "Oooh Mandy yes, mmmmmm yes oooh yes mmmmmm," he groaned as he squeezed and pumped the filthy stuff from his throbbing cock.

She stood in stunned silence at the realisation of what he really thought of her and what he must have been thinking ever since she arrived.

"How dare he," she thought to herself, "the dirty little creep!" Despite her anger at him she couldn't help but notice one thing however, just how much spunk he was producing, after a good half a minute of violent ejaculation it was still dribbling from the end of his cock and running off his stomach.

Rather than wake him Mandy decided to creep back out of the bedroom and tackle him the following day over his perverted use of her underwear...

The following morning Mandy had agreed to go with Mary to the church for the sunday service. As she dressed she tried to put out of her mind what she had witnessed the night before.

As always she dressed immaculately, the underwear she had chosen was a full matching half-cup bra, thong panties, and suspender belt set. It was the palest most gentle shade of pink and of the most exquisitely feminin lace design. Onto her legs she pulled her favorite champagne stockings with lace detail around the tops.

She paused to admire herself in the mirror, she knew how sexy she looked in her stockings and suspenders, not to mention the 34FF bra that held her huge tits perfectly. She also now knew the affect she was having on young Peter and couldn't help but wonder what he would make of the image she saw before her in the mirror.

She then slipped on a fine cotton summer dress also a pale pink with a subtle floral print. It was short but long enough to coceal her stocking tops, at the back it had a zipper that ran from the base of her spine to her neck and a tie either side that she pulled into a bow behind her drawing it in narrow at the waist. It seemed almost fluid-like the way it poured over her womanly curves showing off her huge tits and gorgeous round ass to perfection.

It wasn't see-through, but the material was so fine that in certain lights and if you looked hard enough you could just make out her suspender straps and where her lace panties emerged from the top of her ass.

For some reamister just as she was about to leave her bedroom she went to the drawer where she had hidden the tape, it was almost as if something was telling her to check that it was still there. A dark panic came over her as she realised it was gone, frantically she rummaged through the drawer to see if she had put it somewhere else, but she hadn't it was definately not there.

It had to be Peter, she knew it must be him as she figured he must have gone through her underwear drawer along with the linen basket. She was now exremely worried, she had to get it back at any cost, she couldn't risk the chain of events that started with George happening all over again.

He wasn't in his room and so she went downstairs to where Mary was doing the dishes in the kitchen.

"Have you seen Peter?" Mandy asked.

"Yes he's in the front room watching TV," she replied as she carried on with the washing up.

Mandy went through to find the geeky little weirdo slumped on the sofa in just a pair of old boxer shorts watching the tv. Just as she came in she caught him momentarily with his finger shoved up his nose picking it, she was now beginning to see what a revolting little freak he was. Mandy knew that she had to be a bit clever and probably the best way to get a result would be to ask him nicely, she knew he liked her, even if that meant flirting with him a bit.

Peter watched her walk between him and the tv, he was stunned as always by how amazing she looked, the fit of her flimsy cotton dress seemed to emphasize her womanly hour-glass curves. Her tits and ass seemed to jiggle freely with every step, he found himself instantly getting turned on, something that could prove to be extremely embarrassing wearing only loose fitting boxers and nothing else.

As she perched herself down next to him she turned and said simply, "can I have my tape back?" She knew there was no point in getting angry as he would just clam up and deny everything, she had to do whatever it took to nip this situation in the bud.

"W...what tape?" he nervously asked her pretending to not know what she was talking about. How could he admit to having the tape? He would then have the unbearable embarrassment of explaining what he was doing in her underwear drawer.

She knew she had to coax it out of him any way she could. She leaned towards him and whispered softly in his ear. "Don't be silly, it's ok, I know you have it....just tell me where it is."

This was the closest he had ever been to her, he found it impossible to control his excitement and, much to his embarrassment, his cock started to form a huge tent in his boxers.

"I...I d...don't know what you're t...talking about," he said.

She was worried that he may have watched it and she needed it back before anyone else saw it, especially his lady. "Come on," she whispered, "if you give it back we'll say no more about it."

As her voice trailed off he couldn't believe what she did next. She was so desperate that she gave him a gentle kiss on the neck and at the same time her hand came to rest on his bare stomach. He sat frozen to the spot, aware that his lady was just in the kitchen. He didn't know what to do he had never been in this situation before, he was both terrified and more excited than he had ever been.

Mandy knew what had to be done, he was a repulsive dirty little creep and yet that was the very reamister why she had to do something now before it was too late.

"I'm sure you enjoyed it," she went on as she continued pecking him on the neck, "but you must know why I need it back, I don't want anyone else to see it, if your lady ever saw it I would have to tell her what a dirty boy you've been."

Still he sat in silence, his mind on the soft and gentle touch of her hand as it remained on his stomach within just an inch or two of the waist of his shorts. All he could think was how much he wished she would just move it down towards his throbbing erection. He prayed for devine intervention as he willed her hand to move down his stomach, it was so close he could almost feel it.

"Maybe if I helped you with your, erm, problem," she said as she again kissed him on the neck, "then maybe you would give me my tape back."

He remained frozen to the spot, unable to move or speak as her hand very slowly started to slide down his stomach, when she reached his boxers her fingers gently wormed thier way under the elastic waistband.

He had never felt such incredible sensations in his life as she positioned her face in front of him and said, "I'm sure I can persuade you," then softly planted her lips over his. At the same moment her hand crept slowly through his pubic hair as it went deeper and deeper into his shorts. Suddenly his dream of dreams came true as her cool soft fingers slipped around the base of his hot aching erection.

"UUUUUUUUGH!" he groaned as he breathed in deep to the point that he thought his chest would explode, he found it almost impossible to breath out, much like someone does when they jump into freezing cold water.

His eyes rolled back in his head and his back arched almost as if he was having a fit when she started to run her hand along his solid length. This was more than a perverted sex starved 18 year old like Peter could stand, she gripped it firmly and gently started pumping it up and down, it was the most incredible sensation of his life.

"I know you like that you dirty little wanker," she whispered as she started to rub it faster and faster for him. Suddenly he opened his mouth as if to let out a scream, Mandy quickly locked her mouth back over his and pushed her tongue inside to silence him. That was it, all too soon his cock instantly exploded in his boxer shorts, spunk gushed from it soaking completely through them. Mandy's hand was covered in the dirty thick stuff but she continued to wank the nerdy little geek determined to get every last drop out of him.

Peter was enjoying the experience of a lifetime as he felt more and more spunk pumping from his aching cock. When he looked down it looked as if he had pissed himself, the joy of seeing her hand inside his shorts massaging his eternally grateful cock was fantastic, an image he would treasure for ever.

All too soon for Peter she stopped and removed her hand, they both looked at it covered in his spunk, as she got to her feet and went up to the bathroom to clean up he saw it drip from her fingertips onto the carpet and smiled with such an amazing sense of satisfaction.

He then suddenly remembered his lady was just out in the kitchen and he too quickly leapt to his feet and ran up to his bedroom to sort himself out.

Mandy hoped that had done the trick and he would be so thankful for what she had just done for him that he would simply hand over the tape. She knew she had to get it back from him and she couldn't risk leaving it for any longer than she absolutely had to. For that reamister she went down to Mary and apologised, explaining that she couldn't go to church with her as she wasn't feeling very well. Mary understood and told her not to worry and get some rest, there was always next week, and with that off she went on her own.

Meanwhile Peter was upstairs, having changed into a clean pair of boxers, unable to take in what had just happened, he had just been wanked off by the object of all his dreams and fantasies, it was just completely mind-blowing. He replayed everything Mandy had said in his mind, he hadn't seen the tape but he now knew there was something on it that she wanted keeping a secret, especially from his lady. He then started seeing this as a golden opportunity, he wanted her so badly, more than anyone had ever wanted anything before. His cock had remained hard and his mouth began to salivate as he began to think how he could use this situation to his advantage.

"Just imagine," he thought to himself excitedly, "if I have that tape and she wants it back, maybe I could get her to do anything I want....oh my God!"

Mandy decided to approach Peter and get it all sorted out right away. She went upstairs and hesitated for a moment before opening his bedroom door and going in.

She found the jug-eared spotty little sneak laying on his bed staring at the ceiling, again he was picking his nose with one hand, and, surprise surprise, his other hand was inside his shorts playing with his cock. She saw before her a most disgusting and nerdy little weirdo, he was so slimy, at least the old men she had encountered were honest, this dirty little pervert had kept his true thoughts so well hidden it gave her the creeps.

He instantly sat himself up on the edge of the bed pretending to be all innocent hoping that she hadn't seen what he was doing. Now standing in his bedroom was a vision so beautiful, so sexy, that he never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever see.

As she started to speak he interrupted her, he knew he had to be strong and use this once in a lifetime opportunity to its fullest extent. So with all the strength and determination he could muster he spoke.

"This tape.....erm, how badly do you want it back? I...I mean maybe I should just give it over to my lady to see what she makes of it." He was looking for any reaction as a guide to help him achieve his aim. He got it straight away, she looked suddenly nervous at the suggestion and he knew she really didn't want that to happen.

He looked her over, the fine summer dress cascaded over her incredibly huge tits before drawing in at the waist and then cascading again out over her oh so shapely ass. He wanted to get his hands on her so very badly, but he didn't know how far she was going to allow him to go.

"I knew you had it," she said, "now just hand it over and we can forget any of this ever happened."

"H...how badly do you want it?" He again asked, "I...I mean what would you, erm...you know...do to get it back?" Before she could say anything he continued, "I...I liked what you did downstairs.....y...you know..."

She knew what he was trying to say and there was no way she was going to give herself over to this little geek. That, at least, was how she felt, but deep down she knew she had to get the tape back to stop things from escalating any further, whatever it involved.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and from the way he was looking at her and the huge bulge in his shorts, she knew exactly what he wanted, it was what they all wanted. She knew what had to be done, no matter how repulsive she found it.

She walked over to him, "I need that tape, you know that, so please just let me have it....please..." Her pleading seemed to only confirm the hold he now had over her.

She sat on the bed beside him, he was now so excited at the prospect of what he may be able to do that his heart seemed to be racing out of control. He turned to face her and leaned forward in the hope that she would take the hint and maybe kiss him as she had done downstairs. She knew she had to do it, this ugly repulsive little nerd had her right where he wanted her.

He looked down as her massive tits seemed to swell even more with the ever quickening nervousness of her breath. He just stared at them as if in a trance, they just looked so incredible, especially to a sex starved geeky little virgin like him. He had never touched a womans breasts in his life but had thought about it constantly, and now having such a gorgeous huge pair like Mandys thrusting out right in front of him was too much to resist.

She found it creepy how he just stared, fixated on her tits as if he had never seen a pair in his life.

She couldn't believe what she was about to say. "Y...you can touch them if you like," she told him resigned to the fact of what was bound to happen.

With that his eyes widened and his jaw fell open as he lifted his hand towards her left tit. Before he made contact she grabbed his wrist and held him at bay. "But only if I get my tape back," she told him.
He just nodded his head and made a strange noise having seemingly lost the power of speech, not once did his stare waver from its target.

As she released his wrist he waited not a second longer and placed the palm of his hand directly onto her tit. He gasped in disbelief as he started to feel it all over, the thin material of her dress offered no protection from his mauling hand, he could easily feel every detail of her lace bra as if the dress wasn't there. He was amazed and surprised at just how firm her tit was, it felt so huge as his hand wandered across the top of it, around the side and then underneath it before settling back over the front of it and giving it a nice long squeeze.

All of a sudden as if something went off in his head he grabbed the other tit with his other hand which caused all of his weight to lean into her powering her to fall back onto her elbows. His excitement was now getting beyond control as he groped and fondled her tits all over, he pushed his face into them sucking and chewing them through the fine summer dress. They were taking a hell of a pounding as he squeezed and massaged them with such excitement, not giving a moments though as to how rough and uncomfortable he was being on her.

He was now climbing all over her breathing heavily and groaning like a crazed natural, Mandy could see how over excited he was as he used her body as his own permisteral plaything, she was finding it hard to keep him under some sort of control. It got worse when he released one hand from her tit and reached down to grab the hem of her dress. She was unable to stop him as he started dragging it up her thighs higher and higher until it was up around her waist.

Wait...wait...WAIT!" she shouted as with all her strength she pushed the dirty little sod off. "I'm not having this dress ruined, so let me take it off."

He wasn't about to object as he climbed around behind her and pulled off his shorts before laying out on his back now completely naked.

Mandy reached behind herself and undid the waist tie, next she unzipped the back and got to her feet, the dress slipped from her body onto the floor.

Peters cock was harder than he had ever known it to be, his bulbous tip was a deep purple and so swollen that it looked as if it could just burst! He looked at her, she was the most incredible sight, one that he never thought he would see. She approached him as he just stared at her in all her fine matching lace underwear, she looked better than any girl in any magazine he had ever seen, he wanted her so very badly she was driving him insane.

"Lay still and don't move," she told him as she climbed onto the bed and lay along side him. He was now growing in confidence as he became more and more certain that he was the one in full control and she would have to do anything he wanted, and he wanted everything!

She rather awkwardly removed her panties as she lay there. Peter, however, was out of patience as he reached across and dragged her on top of him. With her now laying on him with her legs straddling his stomach he grabbed either side of her head and started to kiss her powerfully. She had no choice other than to comply with the dirty little runt, he was obviously going to have his way so she thought she should just try and enjoy herself.

She slid herself down his body towards his hard cock pointing straight up between her legs. As he fumred with her bra strap, his total lack of experience making the undoing of it an impossible task, he suddenly stopped as if struck by lightening. Mandy had pressed her wet pussy lips against the tip of his cock and started raising her ass up and down causing her slit to lightly rub against it.

Peter ran his hands down into the small of her back and then up the rise of her ass until he was holding each perfectly rounded upward thrusting cheek in each hand. The up and down movement of her ass was driving him wild, her skin was so smooth and tight and the cheeks so firm and round, it was everything he had ever dreamed it to be.

As Mandy continued to rub her ever more soaking pussy against his raging purple head she started to move further down. Peters mind was blown at the incredible sensation of her tight wet cunt as it sucked his aching purple tip inside. He could take it no more and he instinctively held her ass tight as he rammed his cock straight up her as far as it would go. Suddenly he took full control as he hammered into her with such unbelievable speed, his enthusiasm and excitement meant that this wouldn't take long. Then sure enough he let out a cry as he powered into her, "YES OH FUCK YES YES YESSSSSS!!!" With that masses of spunk burst from his cock with amazing power, over and over with every thrust more and more of the filthy thick stuff pumped into her gorgeous tight cunt.

The idiotic little nerd kept on muttering how beautiful she was and how much he loved her as his cock rammed into her time and time again, dumping load after load of his dirty slimy spunk deep up inside her. He held her tight as his cock twitched and jerked the final drops out of itself until soon enough he let out a long sigh and came to a momentary standstill.

Thinking that was it Mandy went to try and roll off, but he was having none of it. "I haven't finished yet," he said with a smile all over his ugly spotty face. He started moving his cock around inside her, slowly rotating it as he started to gradually pick up speed again.

She couldn't believe it but he was still as hard as ever, his cock hadn't softened even for a moment, she knew she was about to get another good fucking from this dirty little freak with a seemingly permanent erection.

She put her hands on his skinny little shoulders and pushed herself up, now sitting upright on his cock she got maximum penetration as she started to grind against him.

Peter looked at her huge tits encased in the beautiful pink lace bra and, with a new found air of arrogance, licked his lips as he ordered Mandy to play with them.

"Ooh yeah go on go on," he said as she placed her hands on them and started squeezing them and squashing them together.

"Ooh yeah, take it off and show them to me," he told her.

As Mandy reached behind herself to unhook it she thought what a cocky little cuckolds brownie he was, who was he giving orders to? She knew, and he knew she knew, that he was now in charge and was going to make the most of it.

As her bra fell away and her giant naked tits bounced into view he suddenly started thrusting up into her harder and faster causing them to bounce up and down violently.

"I want them, oh God I want them.....NOW!" As he spoke he grabbed her arm and pulled her forward. She put her hands either side of his head to save herself, causing them to bounce and sway as they dangled just above his face, he grabbed them with both hands and stuffed one into his mouth. He couldn't believe how big and hard her nipple was as his tongue swirled around it.

As she was now leaning forward over him her pussy was at a different angle giving him the ability to slide the full length of his cock in and out of her. As he pulled it back until it was just about out of her he paused before suddenly slamming its full length right up her again. This caused her to let out a loud moan of pleasure, so he did it again, and again she moaned, he knew she was enjoying it and this turned him on even more.

He wanted to see his cock going in and out of her so he released her tit from his mouth and looked down between them. It was incredible to see, it was covered in her juices as he drew its full length back before driving it back up into her gorgeous wet cunt.

As his pace quickened she begged him to go faster, something that he was only too pleased to do.

"More more," she pleaded as his iron piston rammed into her soaking wet pussy, "faster faster!" she demanded.

He couldn't believe what was happening, this was beyond his wildest dreams, and things only got better as he looked back at her massive heavy tits still hanging just above his face, one of her sweetly manicured hands now fondling them all over.

"Mmmmm you like my lovely big tits don't you, I've seen you looking at them," she said, teasing him with them. He just stared in awe with his mouth wide open. "Ooooh suck them for me, ooh please, please suck them for me I'm begging you."

He couldn't believe it, she was begging him! She lowered them to his face and rolled them around all over it, he opened his mouth wide and sucked in as much of the ample firm flesh as he could. "Ooooh yes that's it, oooh I love that mmmmm," she moaned as she started bouncing up and down on his cock getting more and more excited.

"Ooh you dirty little bastard, you love it don't you mmm? You love my big fucking tits, you can't get enough of them can you! Ooooh yes yes go on suck them harder, harder mmmmm."

The nerdy little geek was in heaven, even though he was struggling for breath under the weight of her massive tits squashing into his face, it was total excitement overload as he felt he was about to go off again. He reached around her back and pulled her as tight to him as he could sinking his face as deep as possible into her incredible tits. That was it, his cock suddenly exploded inside her, spewing loads more of his dirty hot spunk into the depths of her juicy wet cunt. She too could hold back no more as an amazing orgasm ripped right through her entire body, her juices poured from within mixing with his, so much that it flooded from her all over his balls and formed a puddle on the sheet.

Grinding together the two of them moaned and groaned as they writhed in ecstasy for several minutes. As they slowed themselves down, they both heard the door downstairs slam shut, it was Peters lady back from the church early. Mandy looked at Peter horrified, in a state of panic quickly climbed off and gathered her clothes from the floor.

Peter still wanted more and grabbed her before she could run from the room, the sight of her in just her stockings and suspenders was too much. His hands were everywhere, groping and grabbing at her like she was a piece of meat. She could see his cock was still rock hard, it seemed he could just keep going for ever.

"Please," he pleaded, "I'll give you the tape but you have to help me, please, my cock's so hard still, I need more, oh please!"

"Later!" she said firmly as she pushed him away before running into the bathroom.

Peter fell back on the bed and just lay there with a huge grin on his face as he pulled the covers over himself and started to stroke his cock. He was in a heavenly trance as he tried to get his head around what had just happened, he had actually fucked her, the source of all of his dreams and perverted little fantasies was now in the bathroom with her cunt full of his spunk. He wanted more, a lot more, he could never get enough of that amazing body.

As he lay there thinking of all the fun he was going to have and all the things he was going to do to her he suddenly remembered the tape still stuck in the machine on top of his wardrobe. He was now more curious than ever as to what was on it, and so that night he would dismantle the thing so he could retrieve it and see what it contained......

"Ooh fuck Pretty, yes oh yes," he sighed as he pressed against her and his purple head slowly slipped inside. Then, unable to control the urge any longer, with one huge groan of pleasure he drove himself straight up inside her, burying his cock deep in her incredibly tight wet tunnel.

Mandy had never experienced such a thing, the walls of her cunt were stretched more than they had ever been.

"N...no please, don't please," she finally managed to say in an attempt to save herself from the indignation. But he just ignored her and as he slowly started pumping into her she found the sensation caused by the deep ridges along the length of his massive hard cock surprisingly just so amazing.

Suddenly he started pounding into her harder and harder, moaning and groaning as he did. "Oh fuck yeah," was all he kept on saying over and over.

She looked down to see his huge balls swinging back and forth between her legs as he hammered into her. The temptation to reach down and take hold of them was strong, but as she went to touch them she met his hand reaching around her as he tried to undo her blouse. He was failing miserably so she pushed it aside and took over, she undid the buttons of her blouse quickly followed by the front clasp of her white lace bra.

As soon as her tits tumred free he reached with both hands from either side of her and grabbed them.

"Oh fuck yes! God what big fuckin' tits, oh yes!" he cried as he massaged them roughly over and over, squashing and squeezing them in his filthy smelly old hands. His breathing got heavier as his pace quickened, faster and faster he pounded his dirty big cock into her, mauling her tits as if he had never felt anything so incredible in his life.

As Mandy reached down and grabbed his balls in her hand he suddenly let out a cry. "Oh fuck fuck fuck!" he shouted as he was unable to control himself any longer. Instantly he released one of her tits and grabbed her pony tail pulling her head back towards him.

She felt his balls tighten as he cried out, "OH YEAH TAKE IT YOU DIRTY BITCH TAKE IT ALL!!!" Then all of a sudden as if a canon had gone off inside her she felt her cunt suddenly fill with his dirty hot spunk. He slammed into her over and over, pulling her hair and squeezing one of her huge firm tits as hard as he could as he pumped load after load of his filthy seed deep inside her.

At the same moment out of nowhere she felt herself being thrown into a most incredible orgasm. It was so intense that it caused her knees to buckle under their joint weight and they both collapsed to the floor. Now on her hands and knees he continued to squeeze every last drop from himself into her, taking the time to allow his hands to have a good feel of her amazing young body.

All too soon it was over and his cock slipped from inside her and he fell back onto the ground.

"Aaaw don't go," he said as she got to her feet and pulled her panties back on. Picking her blazer up from the floor she didn't even look back at him as she ran off buttoning her blouse back up as she went.............

..........That was two years ago and in all that time Mandy had never felt any anger towards the old tramp, she knows the affect her appearance has on men of all ages and he was, of course, only human, she knew how it must have teased him every time she walked by, and understandably it got to the point that he could stand it no more.

Unknown to Mandy, while she had been relaxing the night away, Peter had been dismantling his video recorder to retrieve the tape. After an hour or so he managed to free it and was pleased to see that, although it was a little chewed, it was still in one piece and so he crept downstairs in the middle of the night to watch it on the player in the front room.

He was stunned by what was on it and soon realised why it was so important for her to get it back, he simply couldn't believe what he was watching. He quickly saw this as a golden opportunity, one that comes along once in a lifetime, if you were lucky, an opportunity that had to be seized with both hands.

He knew he had got her! She didn't know it but she was about to see a very different side to the little nerd, the real Peter, a sex mad little pervert frustrated by an almost constant erection and a head forever spinning with a million disgusting thoughts.

Mandy awoke and readied herself for work, as she dressed she could hear that Mary was up and about and so felt it safe to venture downstairs. However halfway down the stairs she met Mary coming back up saying that she was going to take a quick shower. Mandy didn't want to be alone with the spotty jug-eared little geek Peter but now had no choice other than to make her way to the kitchen alone to get herself some breakfast.

As she walked in she noticed Peter sitting at the table munching on his cereal. Determined to get this situation under control she turned to him and told him in no uncertain terms that yesterday was a one off and that she wanted that tape back right away. She knew he was a pathetic and weak little runt and hoped that the stern tone with which she spoke to him would let him know she meant business and catch him off guard.

Unfortunately it wasn't going to work, he knew exactly what power that tape gave him and he was brimming with a cocky confidence that didn't really suit him.

Sitting there in a dressing gown that seemed to engulf his skinny frame, he pushed his breakfast bowel away and got to his feet.

"I've been waiting all night for you," he said as he placed his hands on his hips to display the obvious erection forming a huge tent in his dressing gown.

He just stared at her, very pleased with what he saw. She wore a simple pure white t-shirt that looked just incredible clinging to her huge tits showing them off beautifully, their magnificent size and shape emphasized by the tight fit around her narrow waist and flat stomach.
Below she wore a pair of dark blue pinstripe trousers, although they flared outwards from the knee down so they all but covered her feet, they fitted unbelievably tight around the tops of her shapely thighs, the material pulling slightly where they hugged into her crotch. Then there was her perfect and beautiful ass, the trousers looked like they had been painted onto it. He could see no visible panty line, and the way her firm round cheeks seemed to be nicely independant of each other told him that she had to be wearing a thong.

He moved around the table towards her, she put a hand out to stop him getting any closer, but he seemed different, more confident, she had to admit she found it a little worrying.

"Y...your ladys just upstairs," she reminded him.

He just smiled an arrogant smile, "oh she's taking a shower, we both know she'll be at least ten to fifteen minutes." As he spoke his eyes were roaming all over her body, he made no attempt to hide the fact as he just stared at her tits. She stood there frozen, unsure what to do as he moved around her and licked his lips as he looked at her incredible ass sticking out behind her.

"L...listen, I...I want that tape back now!" Mandy said as sternly as she could.

The ugly little nerd just smiled and said, "no I don't think so....it's my tape now, and if you don't want me to show it to anyone else then you had better be nice to me."

Now Mandy knew she was in trouble, yesterday she felt she was in control, doing whatever she thought necessary to get the tape back from the disgusting little nerd. But now he obviously realised how important it was to her and she began to feel worried at what this sex-starved little creep might want from her.

As he stood behind her she could feel his horrible breath on the back of her neck, then all of a sudden, "SLAP!" He smacked her across the ass, "oh sorry, let me rub it better," he whispered as he gently stroked his hand down from the top of her hip across her gorgeous firm cheeks.

Having his hand on her ass was an amazing sensation for Peter, her trousers fitted like a second skin, they were as smooth as silk clinging to the shapely outward curve of the two most perfect ass he had ever seen. He could feel his hard cock twitch and jerk as it began to leak pre-cum against the inside of his dressing gown.

He needed a closer look and so crouched down behind her as he placed his other hand on it too. As his hands roamed over her ass he became more and more excited.

"Ooh that's lovely, oh God it's so beautiful," he whispered.

Mandy just stood there, her eyes looking up towards the ceiling as she allowed the repulsive spotty little geek to fondle her ass all over with his slimy hands. The more he felt it the more enthusiastic and rougher he became. Soon he was kneading her cheeks hard with his ever growing excitement.

The temptation was just too great for him and suddenly Mandy yelped as he took a cheek into his mouth and bit down quite hard on it. "Mmmmmmmmm," he groaned as he licked and sucked on it through her tight trousers.

After a minute or two he stopped and stood back up, undid his dressing gown exposing his pathetic naked body. He held her hips as he pressed his erect cock against the groove between her cheeks.

"Ooooh," he groaned, "feel that...? mmm...? see what you do to me?" Before she could even think of anything to say he slipped his hands under her arms and started to feel his way along the side of her enormous tits. She felt something wet and disgusting on her neck, it was his tongue. He licked all over the side of her neck and around her ear as he reached further until he was cupping her heavy tits in his grubby little hands.

"Oh fuckin' hell yes," he groaned as he sunk his fingers into the firm flesh, squeezing them as hard as he could. He knew he wouldn't be able to last for long as he rubbed his cock up and down against her ass.

"Show them to me," he ordered.

With that Mandy knew she had to get this over with quick before Mary emerged from her shower. She reached down and took the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up until it was under her chin. Next she heaved each gigantic breast out from the white lace cups of her bra.

Peter quickly twisted her around to face him, his jaw almost hit the floor at the sight of her huge tits thrusting out between the white t-shirt bunched up above them and the white bra pulled down beneath them.

"Oh God yes," he sighed as he grabbed them with both hands and locked his mouth over one of her swollen nipples. Moaning and groaning like a starving man he sucked chewed and licked it all over, cramming as much into his mouth as he could.

Just then they both heard his lady turn off the shower, they both knew they only had a couple of minutes at best. Peter rested his bony ass against the kitchen worktop and pushed her down to her knees.

She looked up at him disgusted by the smug grin on his stupid face.

"Ooh come on, do to me what you did to some of them old men," he said to her as he positioned her until his cock was touching the side of her nose, almost poking her in the eye.

"Ooh yeah, fuckin' hell you're so fuckin' beautiful, ooooooh," he moaned as he slid his dribbling cock across her pretty face until the purple head was pressing against her lovely sweet lips.

She knew what he wanted and really had no choice other than to give it to him, if his lady found them in this position God only knows what would happen.

"Ooh come on, quick, I can't wait," he begged her knowing that at any minute he could blow his load.

Mandy hated the spotty little nerd with his ridiculous ears and his goofy teeth, but she knew this had to be gotten over with. So she took the base of his cock in her hand and started to pump it up and down. At the same time she opened her mouth and licked the underside of it, flicking her tongue rapidly across the over sensitive tip. With her other hand she cupped his balls, her fingertips just tickling behind them.

He could stand it no more and pushed forward powering his cock deep into her mouth. With her tongue pressed against it and holding it back so he could only push it halfway in she sucked as hard as she could.

"Aaaaah yes yes yesssss!" He cried as Mandy felt his cock pump in her hand. At the same moment her mouth filled with his hot sticky spunk, his elation was beyond compare as he thrust his hips back and forth as quickly as he could. So much spunk kept on spewing from his cock that Mandy had to pull it from her mouth and, with her tongue out still pressed against the underside of it, she finish him by hand.

He looked down unable to believe the incredible sight before him. His cock was still pumping out spunk and it was now all over Mandys face, running all over her tongue and out from the sides of her mouth.

"Oh yes.....!" He sighed as his eyes closed and he pushed his cock back into her mouth to offload the final drops.

Knowing they only had a matter of seconds Mandy quickly got to her feet and grabbed a cloth to wipe her face. Next she hurriedly powerd her swollen tits back into her bra and pulled her t-shirt back down.

All the time she was doing this, Peter simply pulled his dressing gown closed and sat back down to finish his cereal.

All Mandy could think was what an arrogant pig he was with that cocky expression all over his ugly spotty face.

Just as Mary was coming down the stairs Mandy flew by her on the way up. She needed to get into the bathroom to wash her face and rinse the vile taste from her mouth.

After a few minutes to clean herself up, Mandy left the bathroom and went back downstairs, safe in the knowledge that Mary would be there. However when she got to the kitchen she found Peter still sat at the table but no sign of his lady.

"It's ok, she's gone to work," he said with an irritating arrogance, "so it looks like we've got a bit more time together, which is just as well." As he got to his feet he allowed his dressing gown to fall open displaying once again his rock hard erection. It seemed there was no satisfying his endless craving for sex.

Mandy couldn't believe it, she was trapped alone on the house with him now, she was entirely at his mercy. She could tell from his manner that there would be no chance of talking her way out of the situation, and so she had to accept whatever he wanted she would have to do.

"God, I just can't get enough of you," he told her as he walked up to her, put his arms around her and, without waiting to see if it was ok with her, put his mouth over hers and started to kiss her passionately on the lips.

Mandy had no choice other than to kiss him back as she felt his tongue worm it's way into her mouth. He started to moan with pleasure as, trembling from the excitement, his hands started to wander all over her body, groping and squeezing as they went.

He released her mouth so he could speak. "Oh God your fuckin' ass, ooh I fuckin' love it, it's so fuckin' gorgeous." As he was saying it his hands were feeling it all over, taking each outward thrusting cheek in his hands and squeezing hard. He went back to kissing her as he allowed himself the pleasure of fondling her ass for another few minutes.

He then looked down at her tits pushing out against the tight white t-shirt and, enjoying being able at last to say exactly what he wanted to her, he went on.

"Ooh fuck, your tit's are so fuckin' big, mmmm oooh yes," he moaned as he released her ass and slipped his hands under the bottom of her t-shirt. As he moved higher he soon had a firm hold of them, "mmmmmm, yeah, I bet every man you meet wishes he could get his hands on these fuckers."

He smiled as he looked at the outline of his hands through her t-shirt massaging and kneading the pair of them.

Suddenly he released them and pulled his hands out. "Quick, upstairs now!" With that he turned her towards the stairs and chased her up, loving the sight of her ass stretching the tight trousers further as she ran up the stairs in front of him. Pushing her into his room he threw his dressing gown off and told her to strip, he needed her and he needed her now!

Standing naked with his erection bobbing around in front of him, he watched in awe as she peeled off her trousers and t-shirt. She paused for a second, unsure if she should carry on. Peter just licked his lips as he admired her incredible body in her matching white lace thong and bra.

He stepped up to her and pushed her onto the bed. As she lay there on her back Peter grabbed the sides of her thong and pulled it down her legs and off, pausing a second to sniff the crotch before tossing it aside.

Mandy hated the dirty little creep, with his ugly face and his scrawny lilly white body, who did he think he was? But he didn't care, all he wanted was her, this was every dream he had ever had come true.

He clambered onto the bed and grabbed her legs at the back of her knees. He then lifted them up and spread them apart until her knees were up by her shoulders.

"Hold them there," he ordered her.

As she held them in place she felt so disgusted at having to display herself to him in this way. Peter licked his drooling lips as he positioned his head between her opened legs just inches from her fully exposed pussy.

"Ooh fuck," he whispered, "that's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." He lowered his head and placed his mouth over it and kissed it with the same passion that he had kissed her mouth with earlier. "Mmmmmmmm yes mmmmmmmmm, ooh fuck that's lovely," he groaned as he started to eagerly devour it. This was his first taste of pussy and he was amazed at how good it was, it seemed to satisfy the constant drooling in his mouth. He placed his hands either side of it and pulled it open pushing his tongue in as deep as it would go.

Moaning uncontrollably he couldn't resist pushing two fingers deep inside and wiggling them around as he sucked and chewed on her lips and exposed clit.

Mandy couldn't help it, she let out a sigh as her juices started to flow, she didn't want it but couldn't deny she was now enjoying it.

Peter then crawled up her body and Mandy looked at him with her juices smeared all over his face and mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmm I love your wet cunt," he said as he licked his lips. He seemed to enjoy saying these disgusting things to the gorgeous 20 year old. He then lowered his face to hers and gave her a slobbering great kiss. As he did he kept on mumbling at the same time, "mmmm such a lovely cunt, mmm can you taste it?"

He was now positioned with his cock just inches from her entrance. He locked his arms straight to raise himself up so he could look down at it. Then he looked back into her eyes, Mandy still had her knees held up near her shoulders as he instantly plunged it staight into her soaking wet hole.

"Aaaaaaaah yes!" he cried as he buried it into her as deep as it would go. Mandy couldn't help experiencing an instant orgasm as he did. Without a moment to lose he rammed himself in and out of her as fast as he could, his endless energy meant that he used the full length of his cock, withdrawing until it was almost out and then slamming into her every time.

Mandy was soon in the throws of another orgasm as his balls hammered against her ass with every thrust. Faster and faster he went until, as she looked down to see his cock fucking into her cunt, it seemed to be almost a blur.

With the squelching sound of her juices getting louder and louder she knew it wasn't going to be long. Then all of a sudden he pulled one of her bra cups down and sunk his face into her huge firm tit. Sucking and chewing on her nipple he seemed to get even faster, even more excited.

"Uuuuuuuuuuh!" came the muffled cry as his face was buried in her ample tit. He raised himself up and looked down at her beneath him as he cried out again. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh! yes...yes...YES!!!!"

At that moment Mandy felt his cock explode inside her, over and over he pounded her emptying load after load of his thick creamy spunk into her cunt. She couldn't help it as she felt another orgasm surge through her body causing her to release her legs and wrap them around his back. Pulling him into her she ground her cunt hard against him milking every last drop of spunk from him that she could.

Unbelievably, as he pumped her full of the thick white stuff, he seemed to just keep on going. Even when she thought he had completely emptied himself his cock remained hard and he continued driving it into her.

Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her and manhandled her over onto her stomach. With her face now buried in the pillow he hooked his hands under her hips and lifted her ass into the air. Now on her knees with her ass up she waited for what she knew was about to come.

"Oh look at that fuckin' ass," he cried as he slapped it hard. "Oh God I don't believe it," he sighed as he grabbed a cheek in each hand and lifted them up and apart. Then she felt it, he pushed his cock against her cunt and it slid straight in all the way to his balls.

Taken over by the excitement he instantly started slamming into her, sinking his fingers deep into the flesh of her rounded cheeks. Harder and harder he pounded her, groping her ass like it was his to do with as he pleased.

After a few minutes he slowed to a stop, but only so he could grind his cock around inside her as deep as it would go. As he rotated his hips he reached forward and undid the clasp on her bra. Mandy raised herself up onto her hands causing her bra to fall away and her massive tits to tumble free.

He reached under with both hands and pinched her swollen nipples. This caused her to groan and arch her back, pushing her ass hard against him.

That was it for Peter, he spread his hands over her tits and took up their incredible weight. Squeezing them hard his excitement got the better of him and he instantly started ramming his cock into her as fast as he could.

"Oooooh fuck..fuck...FUCK!" His cries echoed around the room as his balls tightened. He released her tits and straightened himself back up, taking her ass once again in his eager hands. As he slammed into her he could see her tits swaying and bouncing around beneath her. It was more than he could stand and he let out another cry as his balls powered another load of spunk up through his cock and out into Mandys gorgeous wet cunt.

Mandy couldn't help herself and she cried out as she experienced yet another orgasm. "Oh yes, fuckin' hell yes, fill me with your dirty spunk, oh yes!"

Peter did as he was told and kept on pumping his filthy seed into her over and over. All too soon he was coming to the end and he lay along her back once more so he could have a feel of her beautiful big tits while he emptied his final drops into her.

Before long they both collapsed on the bed. Mandy looked over at him, still with a feeling of hate, yet an undeniable feeling of satisfaction at the same time.

She lay there wondering where this was all going to end, if indeed it would ever end...

Over the next few days Peter managed to find out from Mandy how she came to be at his house. She explained everything, she then went on to tell him how her lady and his lady worked together and how her lady saw this as a chance to get her away from the troubles at home.

The more Peter listened the more he understood how Mandy's lady was also put in a difficult position in doing whatever necessary to save her flower. The scheming little pervert soon realised that she too was a possible target to blackmail into sex, and the more he thought about it the more it seemed like a good idea.

His plan, however, wasn't for himself to benefit but for one of his nerdy friends, one he knew for sure would definitely jump at the chance.

His friends name was Stuart, but everyone always called him "Stinky." The reamister was fairly obvious, he was a chubby guy with a real body odour problem brought on mainly by two things. Firstly he was rather overweight, he always seemed to have a film of sweat all over him giving his skin and hair that horrible greasy shine. Secondly he was so lazy that he hardly ever bothered to wash himself, he never saw the point as nobody much ever showed any interest in him anyway.

Being the same age as Peter, 18, they were at college together, and being both nerdy geeks, equally as unpopular as each other, they became friends. Stuart didn't seem to care that people called him "Stinky," it was just something that he had come to accept during his time at college.

He was an odd looking character, quite short and flabby with clothes that always looked like hand-me-downs, his trousers always seemed to be a good couple of inches above his shoes as they flapped in the wind. He had the same spotty complexion as Peter only his facial features were made all the worse by his glasses, they were the cheap thick framed type with lenses that looked like they had come from the bottoms of beer bottles.

Anyway the two of them remained good friends, mainly because nobody else wanted to be associated with them, until a few months ago when Stuart was suddenly thrown out of college for "inappropriate behaviour."

Now Peters lady, being a good Christian woman, took pity on him and found him a job at the department store where she, and Alimister, worked. It wasn't much of a job, just a sort of caretaker and general lowlife handyman, but it was more than enough for someone like "Stinky" Stuart.

The thing that Peter never told his lady however was the exact reamister why he was thrown out of college. The stupid little fat pervert had been caught secretly using a video camera to film up one of the lady teachers skirts.

The story goes that he had positioned his bag next to his seat and kept calling her over to help him with his classwork, and every time she did she had to stand astride the bag. This was fine until she caught her heel in the thing and kicked it over causing his video camera to fall out, which wouldn't have been so bad had it not been still recording at the time.

Apparently on inspection of the tape it was found that he had secretly filmed up this teacher, and others, skirts many times. Along with this there were a few shots where he had somehow filmed down the cleavage of some of the larger breasted lady teachers.

The tape was destroyed, the camera confibrownieed, and poor frustrated Stinky was unceremoniously booted out of college.

Peter had always felt a little sorry for the way he had been treated, not least of all because he understood the temptation to do such a thing, after all it actually seemed like a pretty good idea.

Now Peter wanted to share some of his recent good fortune with his unfortunate friend. He wasn't yet prepared to share Mandy, but her lady sounded an ideal candidate to quench Stuarts thirst for the pleasures of the female body.

This would definitely be something that Stuart would make use of and so he called him up that evening and told him of Mandy's plight, and more importantly, her ladys involvement.

"Do you know who she is?" Peter asked him after telling him her name.

"Do I know who she is?" answered Stuart in a raised voice. "Do you remember me telling you about this fuckin' awesome lookin' woman that works here with the most amazin' pair of tits you ever saw?"

"Oh yeah, I remember," said Peter.

"Well that's fuckin' her!!! She's been drivin' me nuts ever since I first came here, you should see her, Christ I would give anything to fuck her the stuck up bitch, she's such a cock teaser parading around here knowing full well every single guy wants her."

"Oh...right," said Peter, somewhat surprised by his enthusiastic and rather graphic reaction, "well, it's up to you what you do now."

"So if she thinks I've got a copy of that tape, and, erm... she thinks I might let other people at work see it, you reckon she might just do anything to stop that happening?" Asked Stuart, sort of thinking it through while he was saying it.

"Yeah.....it's got to be worth a shot," answered Peter.

After a few more minutes chatter the call ended and the dirty little fat pervert was left wondering with excitement what the next day would possibly bring.

It was a day when Alimister wasn't working on the cosmetics counter, instead it was her turn to be one of the floor supervisors. Among other things this meant that she didn't wear her uniform to work, instead for this roll she was expected to wear a smart suit.

Always one to make an extra effort to look her very best, Alimister would wear rather expensive clothing, she looked very classy and, of course, extremely sexy at the same time.

She dressed herself that morning in an ivory coloured one piece silk and lace body, she often wore these as they held her stomach in and made her waist look narrower than it probably was. The lace bra cups showed her phenomenal 40HH tits off to the point that you could be forgiven for thinking they were fake when compared to her apparent slender midriff. It was all held together with two little poppers that fastened together under the crotch.

Most of the time Alimister preferred to wear pantyhose, however this piece of fine lingerie came with suspender straps attached, and so she pulled on a pair of dark tan stockings and clipped them on.

Over the top she wore a flimsy cream blouse and a dark blue suit. The suit consisted of a short jacket that came to just below the waist, she could never button it up as her boobs were just too big to allow it. The skirt was knee length and fitted perfectly considering the outward thrust of her big shapely ass, it was nice and tight but not stretched. On her feet she wore matching dark blue shoes with 4 inch heels, she admired herself in the mirror and, satisfied with how she looked, set off for work.

Meanwhile the stinky little nerd Stuart on the other hand simply rolled out of bed as he did every day, put on the first things that he found on the floor and slouched off to work without so much as a shower or even brushing his teeth.

He spent much of the morning excited and nervous at the same time, he knew he had to wait to get her alone before he dare say anything to her.

Then, as he came out into the store room he saw a golden opportunity, Alimister was up a step ladder with a clipboard checking some stock and there was nobody else around. He took a moment to admire her, she was just so sexy, her legs looked gorgeous encased in the dark tan nylon of her stockings. As his eyes wandered up his cock started to stiffen, he took a long lingering look at her big beautifully shaped ass in the tight blue skirt. The dirty little pervert wanted to touch her, he had wanted to touch her ever since he first laid eyes on her. The beautiful classy blonde had been driving him crazy with her sexy clothing and her unbelievable tits, this was surely a once in a lifetime chance. She was so far out of his league that he would never even dare dream that she might let him get his hands on her, but maybe even the most far-fetched of dreams can just possibly come true.

Although she was 39 years of age she could have easily been ten years younger, every guy that worked there had passed a comment at one time or another about what a cock teaser she was and what they would love to do to her given the chance.

Stuart removed his glasses and wiped them clean on his shirt before putting them back on. Then he cleared his throat rather loudly which caused Alimister to jump and drop her clipboard. Before she could take a single step down the ladder to retrieve it Stuart had rushed across and picked it up for her.

"Oh, thank you," said Alimister somewhat surprised by his enthusiasm to help.

"You're welcome," replied Stuart as he handed it back to her, unable to help himself from looking at her fantastically huge tits in the flimsy cream blouse just above him.

Alimister felt a little uncomfortable with the way his gaze seemed to linger awhile. "Was there anything else?" she asked the dirty sweaty little geek.

"Well, there was something I've been meaning to ask you."

"Oh? What's that?" She asked, starting to become more and more uneasy with the way he was looking at her.

He decided to just come straight out with it. "I have a porn video at home, and I didn't know until just yesterday that the girl in it was your flower."

"W...what?" Asked Alimister completely shocked. She knew straight away what he meant and was unsure of what to do. She had worried that this day might come, but she never thought it would come so soon.

"The thing is," Stuart went on before she could say anything else, "I'm sure you wouldn't want me to show it to the rest of the guys here."

As he spoke he stood behind her and placed his hands on either side of the stepladder, effectively trapping her. His mouth started to water and he began to sweat more than ever as his eyes wandered up her legs and over her ass in the lovely tight skirt.

"N...no I suppose I wouldn't," was all she could say, now fully aware of the fix she was in.

"Well, I don't have to show anybody.....do I?" The tone of his voice sounded so creepy and Alimister got a fright when she felt his fat sweaty hand touch the back of her leg just below the knee.

In her head she was screaming at him to stop, how dare he, who the hell did he think he was? But she couldn't, she was too afraid, and so instead she just remained still, frozen to the spot.

His breathing grew heavier as he realised that she wasn't doing anything to stop him. He spread his hand wide and moved it around until it was between her legs, his fingers on her knee. This was his first ever feel of a woman's stocking clad leg and he wasn't disappointed. It was so incredibly silky and smooth, his excitement grew and he licked the saliva from his lips as his hand started to slowly rub up and down the inside of her leg.

He was amazed that still she did nothing, was this for real? could she be so afraid that he would show people this tape that she would let him go further?Hhis cock was now rock hard and he could no longer resist the temptation to move his hand higher until it was under her skirt feeling the inside of her thighs.

He couldn't believe what she was allowing him to do, he had to push his luck further, he was in such a state of excitement. As he went higher he suddenly drew a huge intake of breath as he found her stocking tops with the suspenders attached, and then, more importantly, the naked thigh above.

At that moment she clamped her legs together and reached behind to push his hand away. "No no that's enough," she said as if she was suddenly realising what was happening.

Stuart, however, wasn't about to give up that easily, and so with her pushing his hand away, his other hand went up the front of her skirt. Quickly she grabbed that one to stop it venturing too far but as she did she had to release the other hand which meant he could again thrust it up the back of her skirt. As she wrestled with both of his hands while trying not to fall off the ladder she could hear him chuckling excitedly to himself.

"Ooh come on," he said with sweat breaking out all over his forehead, "don't be a tease, just a little feel."

"No," she replied as strongly as she could, "stop it!"

He couldn't, he knew he was in a strong position and intended to use the fact to its maximum advantage. She, however, had a distinct disadvantage as she tried to maintain her balance on the ladder while trying desperately to keep his dirty groping hands at bay.

With her losing the battle she decided to resort to drastic measures and clouted him hard around the side of the head.

Instantly he was shocked back into some sort of self control.

"When I say stop it I mean stop it," she told him directly.

As she spoke they both heard the doors to the store room open and someone come in. Stuart instantly stepped away and pretended to be checking what was in some nearby boxes. Alimister took this opportunity to quickly come down the ladder. As she was about to leave Stuart grabbed her arm and told her to come to the cleaning cupboard in 5 minutes and if she didn't he was going to show everybody the tape and make sure they all knew who the star of it was.

This was a bit of a gamble for Stinky, he hoped beyond hope that she would do as she was told. She could, however, so easily now go and report him to the management for sexual harassment.

The cleaning cupboard acted as a sort of office for Stuart, it was a grotty little hole with a beaten up old desk and chair in it where he would take his breaks and read the paper. The most important thing about it was, it had a lock on the door, not that anyone ever came into it anyway.

He sat waiting for five, then ten minutes hoping that he was going to be lucky. His feelings were a mixture of excitement and fear, he just prayed that the beautiful and utter sex goddess that was Alimister was going to make his dreams come true.

Then he heard the unmistakable clicking sound of heels on the hard floor outside, then there was a moments pause before the door opened.

It was Alimister, she stepped into the cramped little "office" and closed the door behind her.

Stuart swivelled around in the beaten up old chair to face her. He was still a little nervous, but the sight of her extremely voluptuous curves before him in her well fitted suit and flimsy cream blouse meant that his overwhelming excitement soon drowned out any fears he may have had.

She locked the door behind her and said, "come on then, let's get this over with." As she spoke she was hit with the smell of stale sweat that seemed to fill the tiny little space.

He couldn't believe his ears, he wanted her so badly, she was his fantasy, all of his dreams rolled into one. He just sat there for a moment with his mouth wide open before pushing his glasses back up his nose with his middle finger (he was so sweaty and greasy that they kept on sliding down), he took a gulp, licked his lips and whispered to himself, "oh God yes."

Alimister looked at the filthy sweaty bespectacled little creep with disgust. His black ill-fitting trousers had that greasy shine to them that cheap trousers get when they get old and worn, they were tight around the crotch which made his excited state clear for all to see. His grubby white t-shirt was all stretched out of shape and looked as if it had never been washed. Under his arms she could clearly see two large wet patches of sweat.

She knew what had to be done, she couldn't risk him putting that tape about the place no matter what she had to do. He had always struck her as being a little bit backwards, not a head case, more just a bit on the slow side. She wasn't sure if he could be trusted with that tape and so she knew she had to win him over, and the way to do it was obvious from the way he was looking at her and the bulge in his trousers.

He sat there facing her unsure what to do next, he knew what he wanted but was suddenly almost too afraid to ask. As it turned out it didn't matter as she took the initiative, much to his delight.

She took the two or three steps towards him and slipped her jacket from her shoulders and lay it across the table. He looked up at her drooling from the corner of his open mouth. Without the jacket on he got a good clear look at the size of her magnificent bust. The fine cream blouse seemed to tease and tantalise, it wasn't transparent but at the same time it couldn't conceal the sexy lace design of her incredible 40HH bra cups.

The look on his face filled her with disgust, he was revolting but she had no choice other than to continue.

She pinched her skirt either side at the hips and, with a sexy little jiggle, hitched it up slightly until it was a good few extra inches above the knee. She then stood along side him, turned and sat herself down on his lap, crossing one leg over the other as she did which gave the horny little nerd his first glimpse of her stocking tops.

"Now what is it you want from me?" she asked in a very suggestive and teasing way.

"Oh God I...I...I..." He had apparently lost the power of speech, all he could do was stare with his mouth open as he struggled to regain his composure.

Alimister felt sickened by the dirty smelly freak, but she was prepared to do anything to prevent the secret of that tape getting out, she almost found herself hoping that he would take the bait and have her. If he did then she felt that as he was of rather a weak mind, she would be able to manipulate the situation back into her control.

She took his hand and placed it on her thigh. "I thought you wanted to touch me," she said quietly as she took his fat sweaty face in her hands and, without warning, placed her pouting red lips over his and gave him a long and lingering kiss.

He couldn't believe it, his hard cock was pressing against her gorgeous ass while his hand roamed over her stocking clad thigh. It felt so good and he couldn't resist pushing it up under her skirt and over the smooth bare skin above, his fingers tracing along her lace suspenders.

His excitement took over and his inhibitions quickly faded away, he wasn't going to let this opportunity pass. This was everything he had ever fantasized over, she was more than he had ever dared dream of, it was his one and only chance and he wasn't going to waste it.

He put his other hand behind her head and kissed her hard pushing his tongue into her sweet tasting mouth. His hand went further up her skirt and along the back of her thigh until he was groping and grabbing her ass cheek. He started to moan and groan as he continued to power his tongue down her throat.

"Mmmmmmm yes, ooooh yes yes, mmmmmm," he kept on saying over and over.

Then, after a minute or two, he unglued his lips from hers and pulled his hand out from up her skirt before looking down at her magnificent chest.

"God what lovely big tits," he exclaimed with his eyes out on stalks, "I've dreamt about these more times than you could ever imagine."

She knew what he meant and the thought of him sneaking off to play with himself while thinking about her made her want to throw up, she couldn't help but wonder how many times he must have done this. She had seen him looking at her so often, and now she had a good idea what he was always thinking, he was such a disgusting little pervert.

Unable to control himself he brought his hand up and placed it on one of her tits. "Oh my God," he whispered as he gave it a gentle squeeze, he was surprised at just how firm it was, not to mention heavy. "Oh fuck you turn me on," he said as he leaned into her dragged his tongue up her neck, slobbering all over her like a dog.

She could see the state he was in and, much like Mandy, she couldn't help getting a little moist between the legs as he roughly groped her huge boobs through the flimsy blouse. Her state became more obvious as her sensitive nipples began to react by pushing outwards until they could clearly be seen.

"Oh fuck I want you," he gasped as his excitement grew beyond control, "I want you now!"

He couldn't wait a second longer, he needed relief and he hadn't the ability to hold it back.

"Over the table," he ordered, "NOW!"

With that she got off his lap and did as she was told. She faced the table and leaned across it grabbing the other side. Her skirt stretched tight across her ass, it was hitched up to the point that as she bent over it just covered her ass but not her silk covered pussy.

Stuart undid his trousers as fast as he could and let them drop to the floor, they were quickly followed by his dirty old boxer shorts.

Knowing what was coming Alimister reached down between her legs and pulled the poppers that held her underwear together. Instantly the garment twanged apart and exposed her pussy in all it's glory.

Stuart looked down at the unbelievable sight before him, his hard cock just inches from Alimisters beautiful wet slit. Before he stepped up to it he couldn't resist having a quick explore with his fat stubby fingers.

"Ooh that's fuckin' wet," he groaned as he ran his middle finger between her lips and slowly wiggled it in. "Oh yes I'm going to fuck your lovely wet cunt," he went on as he slipped a second finger in and pushed them both right up her all the way to his knuckles.

Alimister let out a quiet groan and arched her back slightly as she pushed herself back towards him. He could see she was getting turned on and he couldn't deny his desperate cock this ultimate pleasure for a second longer. So he pulled his fingers out and grabbed a firm round ass cheek in each hand before taking a step forward and pressing his cock against her now glistening cunt lips.

With one thrust his knees almost buckled beneath him as he drove his cock straight into her. He went in all the way until his balls were squashed against her furry mound. "OH FUCK YES!!!" he cried, the sensation was out of this world, instantly he drew back and started pounding into her as hard and fast as he could. His hands were everywhere, he was like an octopus, feeling up and down her gorgeous legs, groping and slapping her ass, reaching under and squeezing her tits, it was as if he didn't know what he wanted to do the most. All the while he was still ramming his cock into her as fast as he could, his excitement was such that it was going to be over much quicker than he would have liked, but he couldn't help himself.

The sound of his cock slamming into her now soaked pussy seemed to ring around the confined space, "SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP," it went as Alimister started to moan quietly.

Her cunt was now so wet, her ability to flex the muscles within it caused it to grip his cock even tighter as he drove in and out of her. It was more than he could withstand, to see this incredible sexy woman bent over the table with his cock buried deep in her cunt was beyond his wildest dreams.

Then suddenly he started shouting, "YES YES YES YES!!!" He grabbed her ass and lifted her cheeks as high and wide as he could, "YES FUCK YES YES FUCK FUCK FUUUUUCK!!!!!!" At that Alimister felt her cunt fill with his hot sticky spunk, over and over he kept on pumping the stuff into her, sending her into an unstoppable orgasm.

He had never experienced anything like it, he sank his fingers painfully deep into her ass cheeks as he continued to dump load after load of his dirty sticky seed inside her.

"Ooooh fuck yes," he went on in a quieter tone as he continued to empty his balls into her.

All too soon he had no more to give and slowed to a stop. He had no choice other than to step back and sit on the chair behind him before he collapsed. The sight before him was one he would treasure for ever, Alimister in the sexiest dark tan stockings with her skirt up around her ass bent over the table. Between her opened legs he stared at her cunt all wet and ravaged with his spunk dribbling from it and running down her leg.

Alimister straightened herself up and reached up under her skirt to do up the poppers of her underwear between her legs. As she straightened her skirt she looked at the fat sweaty geek slumped in the chair, she felt sick at the sight, and smell, of him.

It was then that she noticed his cock was still hard and he was looking at her in that certain way still. It was obvious that he wanted more and she knew she was going to have to give it to him.

He now had a confidence that knew no boundaries, it was obvious to him that she was all his and he intended to make the most of it.

"See what you do to me?" he asked as he nodded towards his erection, "maybe you could help me out...."

Alimister didn't know what to do, she thought about turning and leaving, but that would only make things worse. While she dithered over what to do Stuart sat there gently stroking his erection, "take your clothes off and show me what you're wearing underneath," he told her.

He again licked his lips with excitement as she unhooked the back of her skirt, pulled the zipper down and allowed it to slip down her legs to the floor. She stepped out of it, picked it up and placed it neatly on the table. Next she started to unbutton her blouse, slowly but surely as she went lower the huge lace cups that held her tits firmly in place came into view.

"Oh yes...yes...yes," whispered Stuart as she shrugged it from her shoulders and placed it also on the table. He just sat there with his jaw almost in his lap. There she stood still in her high heels, her legs looked utterly fantastic in the dark tan stockings held up by the suspender straps attatched to her one piece silk and lace body. The garment pulled her in at the waist giving her an over emphasized hour glass shape. Her tits were so big that they looked out of proportion to the rest of her, "amazing," uttered a wide eyed Stuart as he just stared at them.

He quickly adjusted his chair slightly so it leaned back a little, he then beckoned her with his finger to come closer. "You're going to have to undo that thing again I'm afraid," he said with a hint of arrogant sarcasm as he pointed towards her crotch.

She knew what he wanted and so again reached down between her legs and undid the poppers that held her undergarment together. Next she positioned herself so she was standing astride both him and the chair, this was made easy as the chair had no arms, his erect cock was directly beneath her.

"Go on then," he instructed her, "fuck me!"

She knew what had to be done and so slowly lowered herself down onto him. He let out a long groan and his eyes rolled back in his head as her tight wet tunnel slid all the way down his rock hard length until her ass was resting on his swollen balls. Slowly she started to rotate her hips causing her cunt to grind against him, almost instantly her juices started to run from inside her down his cock and over his sweaty ball sack.

She looked incredible sitting on him in her expensive sexy underwear. He couldn't take his eyes off her lace covered tits as they hovered just above him looking so unbelievably huge.

"God I love your tits," he sighed as he placed his hands on her bare shoulders and pushed her straps down her arms, "show them to me."

Alimister leaned forward slightly until they were just above his ugly fat sweaty face. She slipped her arms out of the shoulder straps and placed her hands on her hips. Then Stuart couldn't believe his eyes as she started to arch her back and power her tits out even further. The now strapless cups that covered them began to slowly slip downwards unable to contain the seemingly ever growing monsters. Alimister saw the expression of awe on his face and so arched her back even more causing the lace cups to give up the fight and allow her enormous knockers to bounce out into view.

Stuart took a huge gasp of breath at the size of them, they were just phenomenal, he wanted them and wanted them now. Alimister knew this and lowered herself bringing them closer to his face, his eyes bulged from his head and Alimister lifted his glasses off and placed them on the table. She slowly rocked from side to side causing her tits to gently sway, as she did she lowered them further until they were just brushing across his face.

"Oooooooh, mmmmmmmmmmmmm, oh yes yes yes," he groaned as he stuck his tongue out to lick the wonderously massive things. Every time a nipple passed over his mouth he would bite down on it and suck hard, the left one then the right, then the left then the right, over and over he did this as she slowly squashed them harder into his face.

All the time this is happening her lovely wet pussy is gently massaging his rock hard cock, expertly keeping it satisfied while being careful not to get too carried away. She would never admit it but she was actually enjoying herself, she couldn't help it, she didn't want him coming yet.

Now lost in heaven he moaned and groaned as he brought his hands up and grabbed each huge tit, one from either side. He was soon licking and sucking them all over rubbing them into his face. His hands were squashing and squeezing, groping and feeling every inch of them, he couldn't get enough and started to buck under her, desperately ramming his cock up her cunt as hard as he could.

Alimister could feel an orgasm building from deep within and took control by holding him down and grinding herself against him. With her clit rubbing hard against his pubic bone she soon found herself losing all control and let out a stifled cry as her love fluid gushed like a torrent from her cunt all over his cock and balls. She threw her head back as she experienced a most incredible orgasm, her throbbing pussy constricted around Stuarts dirty cock as she came over and over.

Stuart released her tits and slapped her hard on the ass several times as he realised what was happening to her.

"Oh yes you dirty bitch," he said, "you love it don't you? You love my big hard cock up your lovely wet cunt!"

She had no choice but to answer, "yes...yes I do."

As she slowed she realised she was so tender that she would find it hard to continue, even though Stuart was still hard and yet to come again. His look was one of disbelief as she climbed off. "No no, not yet," he begged, he was on the verge of coming and couldn't stop now.

She just gave him a naughty look as she knelt down between his legs, he waited to see what she was going to do. He certainly wasn't disappointed as she took his cock in her hand and placed it between her naked tits.

"Oh God yes," he whispered as saliva dribred down his fat chin, he couldn't believe what she was doing for him. As she squashed her tits around his cock she dipped her head and put her tongue out to lick the tip that was pushing up through her cleavage. It twitched and jerked and Stuart let out a long moan as her tongue flicked over the tip every time he thrust it upwards.

He knew he wasn't going to last this treatment for very long. As if Alimister knew he was on the verge she pulled his cock from between her tits, opened her mouth and placed it on her tongue and started to wank him off.

With her hand pumping it up and down she closed her mouth around it and started to suck it hard. The sensation for Stuart was one beyond anything he had ever experienced, he couldn't control himself any longer and shouted out, "I'm coming I'm coming, oh God, yes yes."

Then suddenly his cock exploded into her mouth, she kept on wanking his shaft as her mouth filled with his hot creamy spunk. His entire body seemed to shake and tremble as more and more of the thick warm stuff kept on pumping from his cock.

Alimister moaned, "mmmmmmmmmmmmm," as she sucked from the very depth of his balls. He looked on in utter amazement as she opened her mouth and licked the underside of his cock, her tongue completely covered with his dirty stinking spunk. It was all running from her mouth down her chin and onto her gorgeous big tits. She closed her eyes and continued to moan as she rubbed his filthy spunk covered cock around her face.

"Mmmmmm I think you needed that," she said softly to him.

"Oh yes," he sighed looking at her beautiful face with his spunk smeared all over it.

After a few minutes, and feeling sure that she had squeezed the last drop out of him, Alimister sat back on her heels and licked the spunk from around her lips. Then with her fingers she scooped it up off her tits and licked them clean, Stuart was just stunned, he would have never guessed what a dirty spunk hungry bitch she really was.

As he sat there recovering, Alimister got to her feet and dressed. She took a tissue from her jacket pocket and wiped her face clean before leaning over the stinking sweaty heap that was Stuart, taking his face in her hands and giving him a long lingering kiss on the lips.

"Now we understand each other, if you're a good boy and destroy that tape, then there might be more where that came from," she whispered to him.

At that she unlocked the door and left, leaving Stuart half naked and unable to speak.....

....Later that day, Stuart telephoned Peter and gave him a blow by blow account of what had happened.

Peter found that hearing this turned him on, and it was then that he decided that maybe he could share the lovely Mandy with someone else. He knew just the permister, someone that definately deserved a treat, his sickly old grandman.

Peters excitement at the thought of Stuart and Alimister together had given rise to another plan, one that he would have to put into action straight away as Mandy was due to return home at the end of the week.

His Grandman had been ill for the past year or so and, finding it very difficult to get around, had been confined mainly to the upstairs of his house. He had a nurse calling in on him every few days to check him over and ensure that he was taking care of himself. On top of this the old man had been very depressed, even contemplating suicide, so the nurse was also trying to keep an eye on his state of mind.

Peter had been there a few times when the nurse called and, although she was a very plain shapeless dreary looking middle-aged woman, he had noticed that, despite his depression, the old man appeared to get very excited when she examined him.

Peter never knew that a man like his Grandman, now 81 years old, would ever be capable of raising a smile let alone the obvious erection that formed a tent in his pyjama trousers when she touched him. But then he figured that since his Grandlady had died some years ago and he was on his own it had to be quite an enjoyable experience for the poor old boy, even though her examination never took her anywhere near his excited organ.

The frumpy old nurse seemed to just ignore it, obviously understanding that these things happened and are perfectly natural. Peter however couldn't help noticing and could see how frustrating it must have been for him. He had even thought that maybe if the nurse gave him a little "help" with his problem then it might just go some way towards easing his depressed state.

Anyway he new that obviously that wasn't really possible and discounted the idea until now, when in a flash of inspiration he could suddenly see the possible opportunity to give him a once in a lifetime treat.

So with just a few days before Mandy was due to return home Peter pulled her to one side and told her he had one more "favour" to ask of her before she left. He explained very carefully what he wanted her to do.

He wanted her to pretend to be a nurse and pay a visit on his poor old Grandman. He didn't want the old man knowing that it was all set up by him, instead he wanted her to act as if she was happy to help him out by showing him some special "kindness".

"I want you to make him happy," he told her, "and make sure you look good....you know what I mean."

Mandy knew exactly what he meant and wasn't happy at being asked to do yet something else. She knew, however, that she had no real choice and as she thought about it she soon began to realise that this may not be as bad as it seemed.

If the old man knew nothing about her, and Peter didn't want him knowing anything about his involvement then he wouldn't be in a position to demand anything and she would be in control. It would be up to her what she did or didn't do, the only real instruction she had was to make him think she was just a nurse and leave him satisfied, how hard can that be?

The week would soon be over and Mandy would be free of Peters demands, and so she agreed a little reluctantly to do what he asked of her.

Now Mandy needed a uniform and as luck would have it she had just the thing. Her lady had one of her white work uniforms that was a few sizes too small and she had altered it several months ago for Mandy to wear to a fancy dress party as a naughty nurse. As it turned out her man saw it and refused to allow her to wear it and so it got hung in the back of the cupboard where it remained to this day.

The following morning she went back home to collect it knowing full well everyone would be at work and so she wouldn't have to face any awkward questions. She found it hanging exactly where she had left it with a plastic cover over it to keep it clean.

On her return Peter was waiting to tell her that he had checked and the nurse wouldn't be calling on his Grandman today so this would be an ideal opportunity. He gave her the keys to his house together with the address and sent her on her way.

"Don't forget," he told her as she was about to leave, "He deserves a special treat in his life, he doesn't have long left so do what you do best."

Mandy had decided it better to take her outfit in a bag and change at the old mans house. She knew he was confined to the upstairs so she would be able to get ready downstairs.

She couldn't help feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement as she walked up the path to the front door. The house looked run down and in desperate need of some repair, and the garden was all overgrown with weeds. As she went to unlock the front door she noticed a rusty old bicycle propped up against the wall, and for just a moment she thought it looked familiar.

As she entered the house she was instantly hit by the damp musty smell of the place. It was untidy and there seemed to be junk everywhere and she found the whole place rather creepy. In the front room, aware that the old guy was just upstairs, she quietly opened her bag and changed into her "nurses" uniform.

On the wall was a dusty old mirror that she used to check herself out in as she changed her clothes. Halfway through she stopped and asked herself what the hell was she doing? Did she really need to do this? It took her a few minutes to argue the point with herself but the result was that she had come this far and what harm could it do, after all if she wasn't happy or became worried about anything she could just leave.

She looked herself over in the mirror and she liked what she saw. She knew how sexy she was, but this outfit was a real tease. It was lucky that she changed here because had she walked down the street looking like this she would have been mobbed by every man out there.

The crisp white one piece uniform was a little on the tight side, even around her slender and narrow waist. The buttons down the front however did an admirable job in holding it all together. The cut of the outfit was perfect for her figure, although tight it allowed enough breathing room for Mandy and her incredible breasts, instead of squashing them it held them perfectly showing off their impressive size and shape. She had decided not to wear a bra, the firmness of her tits meant she never really needed one, also the fit of the uniform seemed to do the job of holding them in place beautifully.

Mandy had decided to wear a nice pair of black seamed stockings held up by a black lace suspender belt with matching panties. Now the outfit had been shortened with the "naughty nurse" look in mind. Luckily it covered her stocking tops but didn't really leave much room for bending over without displaying the thick dark band that gave away the fact that they were indeed stockings she was wearing.

The uniform had buttons down the front that ran the full length from top to bottom. Being a little tight around the hips and ass she found it easier to undo the bottom two buttons to allow herself a little more freedom of movement.

She slipped on a pair of black four inch heels and as she twirled to look at herself in the mirror she was pleased with the way the uniform fitted nicely across her outwardly jutting ass.

"Gosh that is cheeky," the gorgeous 20 year old thought to herself, "now let's give this old man a bit of a thrill."

As she left the front room and crossed the hall to go upstairs she caught sight of something out of the corner of her eye, it was something that again looked familiar. Hanging on a hook was a filthy old coat, it was all torn and ragged and looked as if it belonged to an old tramp.

Just then a cold chill went down her spine, it couldn't be, could it? She was suddenly reminded of the old tramp that took advantage of her when she was 18. Could Peters Grandman be that old tramp? With the bicycle outside and the coat hanging in the hall it was a distinct possibility.

"No, " she thought to herself, "no it couldn't be, what would be the odds?"

She put the idea out of her mind and went up the stairs, as she got to the landing she suddenly heard the toilet flush behind the door that was closed to her left. Without thinking she quickly went into the room opposite and hid behind the door, she didn't know why she did this it seemed to just be a natural reaction.

She spied through the partially open door and got a shock as the old man came out of the bathroom. She couldn't believe it, it was the old tramp, but it couldn't be, she had always assumed him to be homeless.

It was definitely him, she recognised him instantly, his image was so firmly stuck in her mind. The only difference was his beard, rather than the thick matted growth that she remembered, it had been cut back and was now just an untidy mess of grey stubble. He had obviously been ill as he now walked very slowly and with the aid of a stick. He took very small but quick shuffling steps as he crossed the landing to go back into his bedroom. As he went he seemed to constantly mutter to himself, his mouth hung open and he seemed to have such a sad expression across his old face.

All he wore was a grubby old pair of white underpants and nothing else, not a pretty sight for her to see as he shuffled off into his bedroom.

Mandy thought for a moment, this was a hell of a surprise and not something that she was expecting. She remembered the whole incident from her past so well and never thought she would ever see him again.

Although she felt she should leave she couldn't help thinking that maybe this was her chance to have a little fun on her own terms for once. The more she thought, the more the little devil inside her started coming to the fore.

She knew that he had no hold over her and he didn't look capable of powering himself on her. On top of that she felt pretty sure that, as it had been two years since their very brief meeting, he almost certainly wouldn't recognise her. The only instruction Peter had given her was to make him happy, and so she thought that maybe she could do just that, but this time she would be in full control.

The cock teasing little minx smiled wickedly to herself as she undid the top few buttons of her uniform in order to show some of her incredible cleavage. She looked down at the swell of her 34FF bust proudly and whispered to herself, "right, let's have some fun."

As she entered the room she saw a high metal framed bed to her left with the old man laid out on it with no covers over himself.

At first he didn't seem to see her and she looked him over. He was truly revolting, in fact he looked rather creepy laying there in just his grubby old underpants and nothing else.

She slowly walked around the bed until she was standing at the foot of it directly in the line of the old mans sight.

"Hi! I'm an agency nurse, and have been sent to help you today," she said in a happy chirpy voice.

The old man lifted his head from the pillow and raised himself onto his elbows as he quickly focused his eyes on her. His drooping mouth instantly fell open all the way at what he saw before him.

For a moment he thought she was an angel, her face so young and pretty topped framed with such beautiful blond hair. But as he began to take in the vision before him his eyes wandered down over her clean crisp white "nurses" uniform. He was stunned at the amazing size of her huge chest, the top few buttons opened just enough to give a teasing glimpse of her spectacular cleavage. They stood out so high and proud filling her uniform out to perfection before it tapered in tightly to a perfect fit around her narrow waist.

His view from the waist down was blocked by the metal frame at the foot of the bed. Mandy could see the expression of lust on his craggy old face and thought to herself how she was going to enjoy taking vengeance on this dirty old pervert.

She wanted to tease and tempt him but not satisfy him, she wanted him to suffer until he was begging her to let him have his way. She felt so wicked and cruel but at the same time strangely excited, she knew what he wanted already from the look on his face, but this would be her decision, Peter wasn't there so how would he know what she had done.

Slowly she walked from the foot of the bed around to his side. She saw his gaze wander downwards and stare at her legs sheathed in a skin of smooth black nylon, the shortness of her uniform obviously meeting with his silent approval.

He was finding it difficult to speak and so Mandy reached down and took his hand in hers.

"How are you feeling today?" She asked him in a sympathetic soft tone. "I understand you have been very depressed."

Unable to speak the old guy nodded his head as saliva began to drool from his bottom lip. Mandy knew that as she leaned forward to speak to him he was having a good look down her cleavage.

"Well I'm here to try to help you," she went on, "but first lets have some fresh air in here."

With that she placed his hand back on the bed and turned to the window, as she slowly turned and walked away she knew he would be looking at her sexy ass pushing outwards against the snug fitting crisp white uniform. When she got to the window she deliberately leaned forward to open it knowing full well that she was giving him a sneaky glimpse of the pretty lace pattern of her stocking tops.

The old boy couldn't believe what he was seeing, she was possibly the sexiest thing he had ever laid eyes on. As he drank in the sight of her incredible body in such an unbelievably sexy uniform he was aware that his old cock was starting to rapidly harden.

He was unable to help himself from staring at her, examining every fine detail of her curvaceous body as she took it upon herself to quickly tidy the room for him. Deliberately she would bend to pick things up from the floor offering a cock hardening view of her shapely firm ass, or if she was facing him, her ample cleavage.

After a few minutes of merciless teasing Mandy turned and came back to his bedside, she pretended not to notice the giant lump in his grubby old underpants as she sat herself on the edge of the bed. She crossed one leg over the other and acted as if she didn't know that she was now showing her stocking tops. Of course she was fully aware of what she was doing and she again took the excited old mans trembling hand in hers. With her other hand she reached out and placed it on his forehead.

"Oh you poor thing," she said gently and sympathetically, "you do have a bit of a temperature."

It wasn't surprising really, and she of course knew it. Deliberately she leaned forward to the old pervert in order to give him a closer look at her cleavage, the cock teasing little minx was starting to enjoy her little game.

She saw the hungry look in his eyes but realised that he was different to how he had been just two years ago. He seemed genuinely sadder, less confident, she felt sure that in this situation he would have just grabbed her and powerd himself onto her but he didn't seem capable. She was determined to pay him back by teasing him mercilessly, but then at the same time she couldn't help feeling desperately sorry for him.

She sat back up straight for a moment and then all of a sudden she got to her feet and took a step back. She was fully aware of the state she was getting the dirty old boy into and so she went on with her little act.

"Right," she said trying to sound like a professional nurse, "if you could remove your underpants I need to do a quick examination."

Without hesitation the old man drew his knees up and slipped them over and down to his ankles where he shrugged them off with a shake of his feet. As he lay back straight he smiled like the dirty old pervert she knew him to be as he saw her look at his huge hard cock for a moment.

It looked exactly how she remembered it, huge hard and covered in deep ridges, she couldn't help but feel a little excited at the sight of it, not to mention rather wicked.

His excitement was getting out of control and he hoped more than anything that the examination would involve her touching his desperate throbbing erection with those soft sweet young hands of hers.

She instructed him to put both hands behind his head and to lay still.

"Let's have a look then," she said as she leaned across the bed bringing her pretty face closer and closer to the dirty smelly great thing. "I'm just going to have a check of your testicles," she explained to him, "mmmm just as I thought," she went on, "they are rather swollen, I need to just feel them for a moment."

Was he dreaming? He held his breath as she gently touched them with her fingertips, feeling them all over while his cock twitched and jerked all by itself.

She went on to explain how his depression might be eased if he were to release the pressure in his balls by masturbating. "It releases chemicals into the brain," she went on, "that would make you feel happier."

All the while she's explaining this the poor old man was being driven mad as she continued to gently fiddle with his balls the whole time.

"The best way for it to work," she explained, "is to build up as much pressure as possible, in other words, wait until you are excited to the point that you can stand it no more before ejaculation. That way you get the maximum chemical release into the brain."

Mandy was pleased with herself, she sounded really convincing, it was almost as if she knew what she was talking about.

The dirty old man was hanging on her every word, his eyes were roaming all over her gorgeous young body. Her huge tits, narrow waist and beautifully shaped ass all contained in the sexiest little white nurses outfit you ever saw. He wished he had the strength to overpower her and tear her clothes from her so he could squeeze her amazing tits, grope her gorgeous ass and shove his cock up her sweet young pussy. His mind was as willing as ever but the body was weak, he knew it wasn't going to happen but the tempting sight of her was almost more than he could stand.

She then told him that she would demonstrate how the theory works by showing him how much better he could feel. He waited in anticipation to see what she would do. She released his balls and walked along the side of the bed towards him. "Now keep your hands behind your head," she told him.

Mandy couldn't believe what she was about to do, he was so disgusting and old but for some reamister she was actually starting to feel sorry for him and she felt this was something she just had to do. Of course the other thing she had to remember was her instruction from Peter, "make him happy," he had told her and so she hoped this would be all it would take to do just that.

She leaned across him and brought her pretty young face closer and closer to his, the smell of his breath from his toothless old mouth was vile. He watched with his eyes wide open as she closed hers in an attempt to imagine something less disgusting, and very gently placed her lips over his.

He let out a groan as she kissed him so softly, her mouth was so sweet and her lips so moist. Slowly as the kiss became more passionate she opened her mouth a little and the old man took the opportunity to push his tongue out against hers. He expected her to pull back, but to his utter amazement she slipped her tongue deep into his mouth and began to circle it around his.

He was in heaven, he couldn't understand why this beautiful young blond who could, without doubt, have any man in the world, would ever want to kiss an ancient old fossil like him, but he wasn't about to complain as he was loving every second of it.

After a few moments Mandy decided that enough was enough, she couldn't hold her breath any longer and so she started to lift her head away.

However the old man had other ideas and quickly grabbed either side of her head and held her still as he pushed his face hard against hers and began to slobber all over her mouth.
Trembling and shaking with desperation he moaned and groaned as his filthy tongue invaded her sweet mouth. He slipped one hand behind her head to keep it there, and with the other he grabbed her wrist and powerd her hand down towards his cock. "P...p...please," he begged. She knew what he wanted but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction, and so with one mighty effort and a shout of, "NO!" she pulled herself free of his grip and quickly stepped away from the bed.

As she looked back at him she was about to tell him off, but she saw he had a look of desperation and sadness in his old eyes and seemed to be truly upset as he again begged her to help him as he reached his hands out towards her.

She didn't know what to do, she wasn't about to just give in and do what he wanted but at the same time her kind and generous nature meant that she couldn't leave him in this state.

"That was very naughty," she told him, "now I need to examine your testicles again, but this time if you try anything I will leave."

That was the last thing he wanted, so he reluctantly put his hands back behind his head to show that she was safe and he wouldn't try to grab at her.

She was now aware of how incredibly desperate he was and she couldn't help enjoying being such a cruel cock teaser, she could feel the power she had over him.

She again stood at the side of the bed and bent over it to examine his old balls, only this time she stood at a slight angle so her back was towards him and made sure that she bent enough to let him see her black lace panties. As she did she heard him make a sort of whimpering sound and with that she began to gently tease and fondle his balls.

"Mmmm, I think they are as full as they can be now," she said as she bent a little further to take a closer look at them.

The dirty old man was so desperate to shoot his load, he couldn't believe the view he was getting of her gorgeous ass as she bent over. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the thin strip of black lace that was directly between her legs covering her pussy, he knew she had to be doing it all on purpose. It was driving him crazy he needed to touch her, this was a chance that only comes along once in a lifetime, he didn't know what to do, it was pure ***.

"Right! I think you're ready," she said as she stood back up straight and stepped away from the bed, "I'll go now and leave you to, erm, sort yourself out."

With that she turned and headed for the door, walking in a very slow and sexy way, tits bouncing and ass wiggling as she went. She couldn't help but feel quite smug as she left the room, knowing only too well what a state she had left the poor old guy in.


Her pleasure was short lived however, because as she left the room she got the shock of her life, Peter was outside and had witnessed the whole thing. He looked her up and down admiring what she was wearing. "Mmmmm you can wear this when you come to see me tonight," he said as he licked his lips, "but for now I think you have some unfinished business."

Mandy was shocked to see him standing there, she had no idea he was there or how long he had been there for. She knew only too well that she had to do what he said and quickly realised that she was going to have to give the dirty old man what he was craving.

As Mandy was about to go back into the room Peter grabbed her arm. He looked into the bathroom and suggested that she might want to give his Grandad a shower and went on to suggest how it would be easier to wash him if she got in with him. "But leave the bathroom door open," he told her, "so I can see what's going on."

At that he stepped back into another room so as not to be seen.

Mandy returned to the old mans bedroom to find him sitting on the edge of the bed holding his walking stick, his cock was still rock hard and needing attention.

"Oh I've just remembered," she told him, "I'm supposed to give you a shower before I leave, so you'll have to leave that for now," she said pointing at his massive erection, "if you would like to follow me to the bathroom..."

With that Mandy turned and walked through to the bathroom ahead of the trembling old boy. As she went she knew he was following her leaning on his stick with his huge erection waving around in front of his frail old body, so the teasing little minx took the opportunity to thrust her ass out and give it the sexiest walk she could muster.

The old guy shuffled through with his eyes fixed on her gorgeous ass pushing out against the tight white uniform. He was so desperate to touch her and get some satisfaction to ease his unbearable frustration. But rather than grabbing her and running the risk of frightening her off, he decided to bide his time and wait to see what she was going to do next.

The bathroom had a double sized shower cubicle installed in place of a bath. Inside it had a seat attatched to the wall one side and a handrail the other. The old guy got another treat as Mandy reached inside to turn it on, as she did the back of her uniform rode up slightly and her black lace panties again came into view causing him even greater frustration.

She stepped back and instructed him to go in. As he did she stayed outside of the cubicle and tried to wash him from there holding the shower head in her hand. It proved just about impossible and she managed to get herself soaked in the process. The old boy had no idea that she did this on purpose as an excuse to get into the shower with him just as Peter had instructed her to.

She reached up and put the shower head back on its hook and the told him she would have to come in with him so as to wash him all over properly. Had he heard her right? this was what he had been praying for, he sat himself down on the seat and watched as the incredibly gorgeous young girl stepped away and and started to unbutton her sexy uniform.

She couldn't believe what she was about to do, she knew she had no choice and began to wish she hadn't teased him so mercilessly. The filthy old creep had a raging hard on and she was going to strip naked and get into the shower with him!.

He started to shake uncontrollably as she turned her back to him and let her outfit slip to the floor. His eyes bulged at the sight of her incredible ass as she went on to slip her panties down her legs and to the floor, soon followed by her suspender belt and stockings.

"Now I want you to behave," she warned him as she turned to face him. His heart missed several beats as he got his first look at her huge naked breasts, her youthfulness was obvious from the gravity defying firmness of such unbelievably huge things. She went to step into the shower and all he could do was stare as they gently swayed in front of her from side to side, he had never seen anything like them, so big and heavy and yet so firm and perfectly shaped.

With the water cascading all over them both she told him to stand up and grab the hand rail so she could wash him. He seemed to ignore her, his attention fixed on her naked 20 year old body. He reached out his old hands towards her but she swatted them away. "If you stand up and let me wash you then you can wash me after....deal?"

He just nodded his head and rose to his feet as he took hold of the rail, as he did this she sat herself on the seat and filled her hands with soap. The rampant old codger turned to face her, his huge gnarled dirty old cock pointing straight at her just inches from her face.

She began to wash him all over, the feeling for him was one of pure pleasure, for her however it was a feeling of disgust. He waited in anticipation as she washed all the way up his legs, when she got to the top he gasped for breath as she sladyed soap all over his heavy old ball sack. He knew his cock was next but as if playing some cruel trick she went straight to his stomach and chest. He was now at the point where he couldn't take much more of this treatment.

He leaned forward to try and put his cock against her face, he needed her to touch it in way at all, but she simply dodged her head to one side and pushed him back.

"Right," she said, "you sit here so I can stand and wash my hair while you give me a wash." She couldn't believe what she was saying, the look in his eyes as his licked his old lips told her what she already knew, he was going to really enjoy this.....a lot!

The dirty old pervert watched as she closed her eyes and began to shampoo her hair, her beautiful huge tits now swaying from side to side right in front of his eyes. He applied soap to his rough old hands and as if in a trance he reached up towards them. As his fingers touched them he almost expected her to slap him away, instead she simply carried on washing her hair and so, unable to wait a moment longer, he started to lavish soap all over them, at long last getting his first feel. Oh what a feel, they were perfection, so big and heavy and firm he simply couldn't believe what was happening. He swirled the cascading water around over them as an excuse to continue on and on squeezing and groping them like the dirty old man he was.

Mandy kept her eyes closed and her hands on her head to wash her hair, she started to enjoy the sensation as she tried to imagine it was somebody else touching her in this way. She turned to her side and felt his old hands washing the water all over her firm hot young body, her tits, her waist, her ass, everywhere. As he hands went across her outwardly jutting ass cheeks and gave each one a firm squeeze she could hear him let out a long groan.

His cock was now in such desperate need that he knew he was going to have to take her soon, if she wanted it or not. He loved feeling the tightness of her smooth skin, she was so firm and toned, the disgusting old pervert was in heaven as she just allowed him to continue without any objection.

As she turned her back to him she parted her legs slightly, her ass now right in front of his face. He applied more soap to his roaming hands and placed a palm over each tight round cheek. With a circular motion he massaged each one, this was just the most incredible experience, like her tits her ass was just pure perfection . He was now at the point where he was going to do whatever he felt the urge to, and so he began washing up the insides of her thighs. The water cascaded off the shelf of her ass like a waterfall, and as he looked between her legs he could clearly see the lips of her pussy.

He slid his hand higher up the inside of her thigh until it came to rest against her soft wet cunt. Still she offered no objection, so the dirty old bugger twisted his hand until his fingers pressed against it and he began to gently rub back and forth.

At that Mandy let out a moan as she reached forward and leant her elbows on the hand rail, pushing her ass back towards him. He took this as a clear invitation, and so he slipped two fingers between her juicy wet lips and slowly pushed them up inside her as deep as they would go. He wasn't about to let this opportunity pass, and so he started to finger her slowly at first before picking up speed until he was going at her hard and fast. He needed her beyond the point of no return so he could finally get her to satisfy his dirty hard cock.

"Ooh you dirty old bastard," she moaned, "you dirty dirty fucking bastard, mmmm oooh yes yes."

She parted her legs further and lowered herself towards his lap. "mmmm where's that dirty great big cock?" she asked as she reached between her legs and took the base of it in her hand.

The old man couldn't catch his breath for a few moments as the sensation of her touching his cock at long last was almost too much to take. He slipped his fingers from inside her and took hold of her hips as he guided her down towards it.

"Ooooooh!" he moaned as her tight pussy lips parted over the swollen end of his cock, she slid herself down it slowly all the way until she was sat an his lap. He was on the verge and knew he wasn't going to last as she started to rotate her hips and slowly bounce her ass up and down, her tight cunt massaging his bursting member so beautifully.

He reached for her wet hair with one hand and pulled her head back, with the other he reached around her and roughly grabbed her huge swaying tits, squeezing and pinching her swollen nipples.

Mandy was now in the throws of an ever building orgasm and reached down for his balls. "Ooooh yeah, time to empty these fuckin' great things," she groaned as she started to bounce faster on his cock, gripping it with the walls of her cunt as tightly as she could.

Suddenly the old mans balls tightened and with an unknown strength he rose to his feet pushing her face against the wall. He spread his old hands wide over her ass and hips and started to pound his huge old cock into her tight wet cunt with all his might. Harder and harder he fucked her, water splashing everywhere as his grunting and groaning echoed around the cubicle.

Mandy felt an orgasm rush through her body as all of a sudden her cunt filled with what felt like gallons of his hot thick spunk.

The old man had never felt anything like it as he came with such tremendous power, the pressure of so much spunk powering its way up through his cock was unbelievable. Over and over he rammed into her, dumping a seemingly endless load of the filthy stuff in her now soaked pussy. He grunted again and again as he continued to hammer himself against her, the satisfaction was overwhelming for the pathetic frail old boy.

Fearing his legs would give way he rested himself along her back and reached under her to fondle her magnificently huge breasts as they swayed freely beneath her. His pace began to slow as he kept his cock buried as deep inside her as he could, the final drops from his old balls pumping into her.

All too soon he found he could stand up no more and his cock slithered from her as he sat himself back down on the seat.

"You naughty boy," she said in a teasing way as she looked down at him for a moment before stepping from the shower. Although she enjoyed it she couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, and so, grabbing her clothes together with a towel, she hurried from the room and went back through to the bedroom.

After a few minutes, and realising that she wasn't coming back, the old man turned the shower off, took his walking stick and shuffled off after her.

When he got to the bedroom he found Mandy had dried herself and had started getting dressed. All she had on was her black stockings and suspenders, she looked like dream, a pure fantasy, a sight that unexpectedly stiffened his 81 year old cock instantly.

Without putting anything else on Mandy sat on the edge of the bed and, taking a towel, instructed him to come closer so she could dry him off. She was aware that Peter could still be outside and so she had to continue with the whole ordeal.

The old man looked like a drowned rat with his few wet strands of grey hair hanging from the sides of his bald head. He gave her a toothless smile as his sagging wrinkly old body shuffled across the room and stood right in front of her.

He looked down at her sweet and pretty face, his huge old cock bobbed around in front of it as hard as could be. With his rough old hands he reached down and took either side of her head and started to pull it forward towards his throbbing tool.

"P..p..p..pretty, s..s..s..so pretty," he stammered. Whatever his illness was it had obviously impaired his speach.

Mandy knew what he wanted but couldn't bring herself to do it, although his cock had been washed in the shower and was a fine huge specimen, it still looked old and gnarled with such huge and heavy balls hanging low in their overstretched old sack.

"Now behave yourself," she told him as she pulled her head back and pushed him away. She again reminded him to behave as he moved up close to her again muttering to himself. "Mmmmm l..l..lovely, mmmmmmm ooooh yes yes." He wasn't about to give up, sensing her half-hearted attempts at resisting him he knelt on the bed beside her and pushed her back causing her to reluctantly lie down.

Before she could get back up he clambered over her to hold her down. "Oooh t..tits l..lovely b..big tits mmmm," he drooled as he sunk his face into them, locking his toothless old mouth hard over one of her hard swollen nipples. She tried to push him off but he was now a man on a mission, he grabbed her other tit with his hand and squeezed it hard as he slobbered and sucked on them both all over. Now almost out of control he moved up her neck and powerd his rancid old mouth over hers. He moaned and shook as he pushed his tongue as deeply into her mouth as he possibly could, slobbering and dribbling like a dog.

He ran his creepy old hand down her body until it was on the top of her thigh, excitedly he rubbed it up and down feeling the smooth silkiness of her stockings. This caused him to grow more and more excited, like many men he had always had a thing for women in stockings.

Realising the inevitable Mandy pushed him back telling him reluctantly that she would let him do this but it would be the last time.

The old guy just stared at her as she manoeuvred herself up the bed and lay with her head on the pillow, her gorgeous blonde hair spread out across it. She drew her knees up and positioned her feet apart flat on the bed, a more beautiful sight could not exist. Her perfect flawless young body looked so tempting laid out before him, if he could make one wish then this would be it, an incredibly voluptuous 20 year old gorgeous blond girl on his bed waiting for him to do as he pleased with her.

He knelt on the bed between her feet, the discomfort in his old bones and joints seemed to vanish into thin air as he stared at her sweet young pussy, so fresh and inviting. He placed his hands at the inside of her knees and gently spread them as far as they would go. He then stooped forward and gently kissed her stockings on the inside of one of her thighs. He slowly worked his way along until he reached the soft naked skin just above her stocking tops.

He licked and kissed his way further, Mandy closed her eyes as she made the decision to try and enjoy what was bound to happen as much as she possibly could. He lifted his head to lovingly admire the beautiful gift that awaited him between her legs. He rested his weight on his elbows and wrapped his hands around the tops of her thighs as he leaned forward and slowly kissed the lips of her pussy. As he continued he wormed his tongue between them and inside her tender moist cunt and started to taste her juices that were building up within.

As he grew ever more excited he pushed his wrinkled old face into her now wet cunt and licked it like an over exited dog moaning and groaning as he did.

Mandy couldn't help but enjoy the treatment she was receiving from this disgusting old man and she let out a long sigh as he sucked on her swollen clit. At the same time he pushed three fingers up inside her and started to wiggle them around, he was thrilled to see her love juices runing out of her cunt and cover his old hand.

He couldn't wait, he needed her more than anything on this earth, and so like some sort of reptile he crawled up her body slobbering and drooling all over her as he went, pausing for a few moments to suck and chew on her lovely big tits. Soon he was positioned between her opened legs and his huge hard cock was nudging its way between her pussy lips.

Mandy now needed it as much as he did as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately on the mouth, her tongue swirling around his. Then suddenly they both let out a groan as in one thrust he plunged his cock into her all the way up to the hilt. Instantly Mandy lifted her stocking clad legs and wrapped them around his back, he drew himself back before he again drove it all the way up inside her. As he started to pound into her with long driving thrusts he began to get faster and faster, every time he ploughed into her she could feel the weight of his huge balls slamming against her ass.

The filthy old pervert sounded like a pig at the trough as he kissed and slobbered all over her neck and face. He couldn't get enough of her, she had the body that men can only ever dream of and the most beautiful face that you couldn't help but fall in love with.

Mandy however found him disgusting, but at the same time couldn't deny how much she loved and now needed that huge hard cock of his, the deep ridges that covered felt just amazing.

She needed more, and so with one huge effort she rolled him over onto his back and pinned his arms down as she sat on him writhing her hips against him feeling his cock stretching the walls of her now drenched cunt.

He lay there staring in utter and complete awe at her mammoth tits so big and hard bouncing around above his face. Her nipples stood out like bullets and as he thrust his face towards them desperate to take them in his mouth. Mandy, still keeping his hands pinned down, managed to keep them just beyond his reach. The teasing little minx swayed them from side to side, she was such an unbelievable tease.

"Don't you think my boobs are too big?" she asked him in her usual innocent girly way.

As he shook his head and stammered out the word, "n..n..n..no!" Mandy remembered this was a naughty little game she had played before with some of the other old men she had encountered.

"Do you like them?"

He eagerly nodded his head.

"You really don't think they're too big?" she went on as she arched her back a little more thrusting them out above him. Again he shook his head, his tongue hanging out like a dog, she knew exactly what she was doing, and she was loving it.

"Men are always looking at them, some even try to touch them........I don't suppose you would like to touch them?"

"P...P...P...PLEASE!" he cried, the look of desperation all over his face was almost painful to see.

"Oh go on then," she said quietly as she slowly released her grip on his hands. Within a second he threw his arms around her and pulled her down towards him powering her tits to squash into his face, his toothless old mouth open wide and sucking on as much meat as possible.

Mandy found it all so exciting and needed to fuck him harder. With her tits sladying his old face she bounced her ass up and down faster and faster, her lovely tight wet cunt sucking hard on his huge gnarled old cock. Then all of a sudden he let out a loud groan as he started to hammer up into her as hard and fast as he could. His sweaty old hands grabbed her ass tight and his fingers sank into her firm round cheeks as deeply as they could. With a fistful of ass cheek in each hand and a mouth stuffed full of firm young tit he couldn't control himself any longer. He suddenly blasted spunk from his heavy old balls, straight up through his cock and deep into her eagerly waiting cunt.

He bucked and jerked under her as he pounded more and more of the stuff into her. Mandy was amazed at his stamina and strength as he kept on ramming his cock up her, each thrust shooting another load of his dirty hot spunk into her grateful pussy.

He was indeed making the most of it as he feasted on her lovely young body, feeling groping licking and sucking her all over. All too soon he started to slow down, the final drops now oozing from his cock.

Mandy wasn't finished yet however. She sat herself upright, her ass resting on his tired old balls. She started to grind her clit hard against his pubic bone, faster and faster she went, the feel of his huge cock filling her pussy together with the sensation on her clit was all too much. Within no time at all a massive orgasm shuddered through her entire body, she let out a loud cry as she grabbed at her tits and squeezed them together.

The old man watched the entire show unable to believe what he was being treated to. He could feel her juices running down over his balls as she drew a tit up to her mouth and sucked hard on her nipple.

Her body shook and tremred all over as her cunt constricted around his cock, she continued to grind hard against it as she moaned and groaned in ecstacy.

After a few moments she released her tits and they tumred forward as she grabbed the sides of her head and came to a standstill. She let out a long sigh as she calmed herself down.

The old man just watched as she slowly seemed to come back down to earth, he had never seen a more exciting spectacle.

After another minute or so she slowly lifted herself off him, his cock popped out like a cork and an incredible amount of fluid poured from her cunt all over him. Despite having come twice his cock was still rock hard and in need of more satisfaction.

As Mandy tried to climb from the bed he put his hands on the back of her head and pushed her down towards it.

She knew exactly what he wanted, it was what he had wanted earlier, only this time she not only felt she could do it, she actually wanted to do it.

She parted his scrawny old legs and curled up in a ball between them. Next she took the base of his cock in one hand and fiddled with his balls with the other. Then, her beautiful eyes looking straight up into his, she opened her mouth slightly and placed her lips against the underside of his swollen purple end and gave it a long sladying kiss.

Slowly she lovingly worked her lips all over the glistening bulbous tip before she opened her mouth more and gently licked it all over.

"Oh p...pretty s..so lovely and p..pretty," he sighed as she slipped her mouth over it and started to suck, all the while her gorgeous big eyes looked lovingly into his.

"Mmmmmmmmm," Mandy moaned as she wanked his cock with her hand, sucking it harder and deeper into her mouth. He could feel her tongue swirling around it, she was driving him crazy, the sight of her pretty face with her lovely sweet mouth stretched around his dirty great cock was out of this world.

She knew he was so close to coming already, and as she kissed licked and sucked on the tip of his twitching cock she started to pump it faster and faster in her hand.

"S....SPUNK, G...GOING TO S....SPUNK!" he cried out excitedly.

"Mmmmmm, come on then," she whispered seductively as her mouth and hand continued in their joint assault on his cock.

All of a sudden he cried out. "AAAAAAAAARGH!!!"

A huge fountain of his thick creamy seed instantly burst forth into her mouth and all over her face. She kept on pumping with her hand as she licked and sucked all over the dirty sticky thing. More and more he kept coming all over her face as she wanked him off, it looked incredible to see her so young and beautiful, so pretty, covered in his dirty spunk.

He let out a huge sigh as she sucked his filthy cock into her mouth all the way to the back of her throat. As she slowly drew herself back, she sucked as hard as she could, drawing every last drop from deep within his balls. At last the old guy felt totally satisfied, more so than he had ever been.

Sensing he was completely spent she looked up at him and gave him a cheeky smile. "Mmmm that was nice," she said in a teasing way as she picked the long strings of spunk from her face with her fingers and licked them clean.

He just lay his head back and smiled, for some strange reamister his feelings of depression seemed to have gone.......

Mandy knew she had done enough, and feeling pleased with herself she climbed from the bed gathered her clothing from the floor and went back downstairs to get dressed, not saying a word.

Peter had obviously left, and as Mandy got back into her normal clothes she made the decision that she would go back home tonight, being at the mercy of Peter was as bad as being at the mercy of Ted.....

With Mandy now back at home everything seemed to quieten down for a few days, giving her a much needed rest from the demands being put upon her.

Alimister however was about to plunge into her own set of troubles, and life was going to take a turn very much for the worse......

It was the Monday after Mandy's return and Alimister was at work at the department store as usual. It was much as any other day and Alimister had planned to go straight from work to her tennis practice as she always did on a Monday. This was something that she really enjoyed and had taken it up some months ago as a way of keeping fit and was pleased with the way it toned her stomach making her waist a little narrower. This was something that she was obviously happy about, her huge bust and shapely ass remained exactly the same which gave her womanly curves even more emphasis.

Unfortunately she could only ever go on a Monday as that was ladies only day. She used to go other evenings too but as you can imagine the sight of Alimister running and jumping around playing tennis used to quickly draw a crowd of male spectators. Most of them had their tongues hanging out drooling as they would watch her gigantic 40HH tits bouncing around inside her thin cotton t-shirt. If that wasn't enough to delight then there was her short tennis skirt and the way it would keep flashing her panties stretched across her gorgeous shapely ass for all to see. It all became too much for Alimister, the leering and ogling, the wolf whistles, the sometimes disgusting comments, and then came the last straw, this was when some of them actually brought cameras and started taking pictures of her.

So Monday was the only time she could play, her routine was, as usual, she would change into her tennis clothes at work so she could head straight off over there. This was something that most of the guys at work looked forward to, Alimister's amazingly voluptuous body contained in a sexy little tennis outfit was truly a sight to behold.

This Monday was much as any other and Alimister waited until just about everyone had gone and then went into the ladies toilets to get changed.

Being a the sort of woman that takes a lot of care over her appearance, Alimister had a number of different tennis outfits from which to choose.

The one she wore today consisted of a nice pale pink cotton t-shirt that looked as if it had been painted onto her magnificent womanly curves. The skirt was the usual short pleated white number but with a pink stripe either side making it clear to see that the t-shirt and skirt were a matching set. It was obviously very short, as they always are, and as it hung over her slightly plump outward jutting ass, it did somehow manage to hide her panties.....just!

Underneath she of course wore a bra and panty set that went with her outfit, the bra being predominantly white lace trimmed with delicate pink lace edging. Her panties matched only they were pure white cotton trimmed with the same delicate pink lace edging.

On her feet she wore plain white pumps and ankle socks with a matching pale pink stripe around them, she looked perfect!

Thinking that just about everyone had gone she left the toilets and, carrying her sports bag with her clothe in it, headed for the staff door at the back of the building.

"Excuse me!" someone shouted.

Alimister ignored the shout and carried on towards the door.

"Erm, excuse me!" they again called.

At that Alimister stopped and turned to see who was calling her.

It was Norman the security guard, he was waving at her from the other end of the corridor, "can I see you just before you go."

This was most inconvenient as Alimister had her court booked and it was always a rush to get there at the best of times.

Now Norman was rather a strange choice for a security guard, partly because he was rather old, in his sixties, and also because he was disared and confined to a wheelchair for much of the time. His disability didn't interfere with his job however as he simply spent all his working day just sitting watching the security monitors. If he saw anything suspicious then his job was to radio the security guards on the shop floor and they would then take things from there.

It was a simple job and one that he could do adequately, he wasn't stupid but then he wasn't blessed with too much intelligence either. Spending his time in a wheelchair meant that he was a little flabby around the gut making his uniform rather a poor fit and always looking rather scruffy. His hair was black and greasy and he had a huge bald patch on top, he had a long moustache that was badly in need of a trim and permanent stubble around his flabby chin. Also his head seemed to permanently hang to one side giving him the look of someone who was slightly retarded.

He wasn't a very pleasant character and there had been a number of complaints from the female members of staff regarding his behaviour towards them. It seemed that the management were always reluctant to pull him up over anything because he was disared and they were obviously worried that it may lead to complaints of discrimination. This was a card that Norman played to his advantage. Not only would he get away with leering at the women but he was even afforded the luxury of being able to get away with touching them up. Nothing too serious but he did find it almost impossible to resist patting some of them on the bum or even running his hand up the back of their skirts, he was at just the right height you see. When they saw it was him they seemed to let it go, almost as if it was expected, not that they didn't think him a dirty old man, but for some reamister nobody would tell him off for it.

As Alimister walked along the corridor towards him she could smell the stench of stale cigarettes that seemed to hang permanently around him. "What is it?" she asked him, "I'm in a bit of a hurry."

"Step into my office and I'll explain," he told her.

He rolled his wheelchair back clear of the doorway so she could go in. As she did she could feel his eyes all over her, she knew just how sexy she looked and felt a little exposed and vulnerable in what she was wearing.

As she walked past him he couldn't help having a good look at the way her perfectly fitting pink t-shirt stretched across her massive tits. they seemed to be asking to be grabbed as they thrust out proudly in front of her. From behind he drank in the sight of her gorgeous round ass cheeks and the tantalising way their movement caused her short pleated skirt to sway from side to side. He admired her firm thighs, they looked so smooth and were covered with a luscious golden tan, he could feel himself growing excited already.

As she turned to face him she was momentarily shocked to see the old wheelchair bound retard so blatantly looking her over. "Now what is it you want?"

"Oh," he said as he gathered his composure, "the thing is," he went on in his rather slow and monotone way, "I have reamister to believe that you may have some items that don't belong to you concealed about your permister."

"What! Don't be so ridiculous," she said as she went to leave.

"I... I wouldn't leave if I were you," he told her in a more menacing tone, "I do have some rather incriminating evidence."

She knew that ultimately the security guards had the power to search all bags and there was nothing she could do to stop him, if he wanted her searched however then it would have to be in private and by a female member of staff. So reluctantly she handed him her bag, instantly he took it and opened it up to begin rummaging through it.

She had obviously put the clothes she had been wearing at work that day in it all neatly folded. However he pulled things from it without a care, making her more and more annoyed as he dumped everything on the desk to his side. Then the moment she had feared but knew was coming, he pulled out the black silk panties she had been wearing and seemed to freeze as he held them up before his eyes. After a moment or two he just giggled nervously as he brought them closer to his nose to have a sniff of the crotch. It was as if he had forgotten she was there, he was so obviously excited at having his hands on her used panties.

"Excuse me!" barked Alimister as she swiped them from his hand. She couldn't believe the cheek of him, how dare he!

No sooner had she taken them from him than he had dipped into the bag again and pulled out her matching black lace bra. A huge smile came across his ugly old face revealing a mouth full of badly stained yellow teeth as he marvelled at the size of it.

Again she snatched it from him. Amazed at his arrogance she couldn't believe the way he just stuffed her clothes back into the back and threw it onto the floor.

"Right then," he said as he looked up at her rubbing his hands together, "we'll just have to search you and then you can go."

"Oh I don't think so," she told him rather abruptly, "as you know full well only a female member of staff can do that, and then it has to be in private."

"Well if you would rather I can just hand the matter over to the management, but before you decide maybe you should see what I've caught on the security cameras."

At that he spun his wheelchair around to face the desk. Along it was a row of several television screens and some video recording equipment. He reached across and pressed the play button and all the screens jumped into life with the same picture.

Curious but not too concerned Alimister stood there waiting to see what he supposedly had on tape, after all she knew she hadn't stolen anything so whatever it was she felt sure it could easily be explained.

As the video began Alimister realised that the camera was zoomed in on her up the ladder in the store room. She quickly realised that rather than using the equipment for its correct purpose he had been using it to film her, for what reamister she didn't dare to imagine!

Just then the camera pulled back to reveal Stuart talking to her, it then dawned on her what she was watching. She stood there in silence as she saw he had the whole of their conversation the other day recorded followed by his groping of her while up the ladder.

As Alimister brought her hand up to her mouth shocked by what he had caught on tape he told her to wait as the best was yet to come. Alimister looked down at Norman sitting in his wheelchair, he was obviously getting excited as he sat there sniggering at what he was watching while blatantly fiddling with himself.

He had got her going into Stuarts office and then, turning the volume up, you could hear everything that was going on inside, leaving no doubt as to what they were getting up to. He then fast forwarded the tape to show her leaving the office, as she stood adjusting her clothes Stuart could be seen through the opened door sat with his trousers and underpants around his ankles.

At that moment Norman switched the machine off and pushed himself away from the desk to look up at Alimister. "So you see, it's up to you, I mean it depends if you want your little secret to stay in this office or if you want me to make it public knowledge."


P...please...no don't do this....please." Alimister was suddenly begging the dirty little pervert, the power had shifted and she knew he was calling the shots now.

"You just have to let me search you, that's all." Of course they both knew that wasn't all, he wanted more, much more. The disgusting wheelchair bound freak sat there virtually drooling over the unbelievably tempting sight of the young woman's incredibly voluptuous body in her pink and white tennis gear.

Alimister knew she had no choice other than to agree, all she could hope for was that whatever he had in mind it would be quick. She was angry, both at him but also at herself. She knew the affect her body had on men and she cursed the size of her breasts and the trouble they seemed to bring her. But she was also angry at being so stupid as to wear such a teasing and sexy outfit, the little pleated skirt that just covered her panties and the sprayed on t-shirt that emphasized her magnificent chest were just asking for trouble.

Norman could see the expression change on her face to one of realisation of the fix she was in. He smiled a dirty smile as he looked her over, this young woman that he had been watching and lusting over for months was at his mercy, he couldn't believe it. At the same time Alimister looked at the filthy old pervert sitting there in his wheelchair with his gut hanging over his belt. She noticed the hungry look in his eyes as his broad smile displayed his yellow stained teeth to her, pools of spit formed in the corners of his mouth, he was horrible and smelly and made her feel physically sick.

"Well?" he said, "am I going to search you or shall I make this tape public knowledge?"

"O...of course you can search me," she replied nervously.

He gave the impression of being a bit unstable, and the fact that he was obviously retarded in some minor way worried her and she was keen to keep him happy. She was extremely concerned about this video recording he had, and that coupled with his backward state of mind meant that she found the situation very worrying, even a little frightening.

As she approached him he instructed her to come and stand to his side, that way she would be easier for him to reach. The scent of her expensive perfume filled the air, she was so beautiful and sexy, yet so classy too. With her standing very close along side him he got her to turn around so she had her back to him.

The dirty old creep sat and admired her wonderful shapely ass at close quarters for a few moments, he loved the way it stuck out quite far and the way her little pleated tennis skirt only just covered it.

He wasted no more time, he was so eager to touch her. He reached with both hands and placed them either side of her waist before starting to slowly feel his way down over her hips. His heart was pounding like crazy, he couldn't believe that she was actually allowing him to do this. He grew ever more excited as he slowly began to bring his hands together across her ass. As he cupped each rounded cheek in his hands he spread his fingers wide and carefully felt her gorgeous shapely cheeks all over.

Alimister felt sick at the thought of him enjoying himself by using her in this way, it was of course plainly obvious that searching her was just an excuse to have a free grope. She knew she should have refused to allow him to continue, but at the back of her mind was not only the thought that he might show the video to people at work, worse than that he might show her husband. She knew she would never be able to explain as he was a jealous man at the best of times.

Then she felt his hands releasing her ass and a moment later the back of her skirt lifting up.

"P...please don't," she quietly begged, knowing her pleading with him was useless.

He said nothing, instead he just let out a long sigh as her ass encased in her pure white cotton and lace panties came into view. He began to drool from his mouth at the sight before him. Its generous outward thrusting shape and size stretched the fabric tightly causing them to mold perfectly to each cheek. This was a long held dream come true for dirty old Norman as he brought his hand up towards it, the temptation to feel it was simply too much. He held her skirt up with one hand allowing the other to gently roam across her smooth white cotton undies.

He took his time to explore every inch of it's incredible shape, it felt so good, better than he had even dreamt, but soon his excitement took over and he couldn't resist grabbing a good handful and squeezing it hard. First one cheek and then the other, he was so turned on as he groped and fondled her ass all over, her sexy white panties were driving him crazy.

Suddenly Alimister let out a shriek as the dirty old sod opened his mouth wide and bit down hard on one of her cheeks. This caused her to instantly jump and step away from him, but as she turned to tell him off he simply laughed at her. The sight of the filthy old pervert sat there in his wheelchair displaying his disgusting yellow stained teeth and drooling from the corners of his mouth repulsed her, but she knew he was in full control and there was nothing she could do about it.

As his laughter faded away his eyes slowly moved from looking at her face and down to her chest and a more serious expression came across his face.

"Now come and sit here facing me so I can search the rest of you," he instructed as he closed his knees together and gestured for her to sit on them.

Doing as she was told she stood astride him and sat herself down on his knees. Her ass was perched on the very edge as if instinctively she was trying to sit as far away from him as possible. With her knees to the outside of the wheelchair arms she faced him with her legs quite wide apart, her small pleated tennis skirt hung between her opened legs just able to conceal her panty covered crotch.

Norman licked his dirty lips and dragged the back of his hand across his mouth before reaching forward to take the gift sitting on his lap that was being presented to him. He placed his hands on her shoulders and felt around her neck before stroking her lovely soft blond hair with his dirty nicotine stained fingers.

"Mmmmmmmm," he whispered as he looked into her gorgeous big eyes, "you are so beautiful."

With that he lowered his hands until they gently came to rest on her lovely big tits. His finger tips slowly began to explore over them, he could feel the lace design of her bra through the tight pink cotton t-shirt. His touch was like one of a blind man feeling his way over them. Alimister closed her eyes and turned her head away as she bit on her lower lip, he filled her with disgust and she hated him, but his touch was strangely starting to turn her on.

"Oh my God," he whispered under his breath as he marvelled at the phenomenal size and shape of them. He couldn't resist spreading his hands wide and giving them a much needed squeeze as he felt them all over. His hands roamed across the two most fantastic tits he had ever seen, it was like a dream he couldn't believe she was allowing him to do this. His eyes bulged at the sight of her sitting there, his cock was harder than it had ever been, she was just every wet dream he had ever had all rolled into one.


Alimister just sat there, her 40HH breasts being groped and mauled by this repulsive old man, her tight pink t-shirt so clean and fresh under his filthy hands stained yellow and brown from a lifetime of heavy smoking.

"Let's check to see if you've hidden anything in that huge bra," he said as he began to lift her t-shirt up. "Oh lord," he groaned as he lifted it up and over her tits bunching it up under her neck. "Lovely, oh yes," he went on as he admired her tits in their perfectly fitted white lace bra.

He wasted no time in grabbing them and having a good feel, they were irresistible.

"Get them out," he ordered her.

Still looking away and with her eyes closed Alimister slipped her hand inside one bra cup and heaved out the biggest most gorgeous tit he had ever seen, while at the same time pulling the bra down with her other hand. She repeated the process with her other tit and after a moment or two pulling her bra down and her tits up until she was comfortable she sat there waiting for his next move.

Old Norman was amazed at what was before him, her huge tits looked like they had exploded out between her bra below her and t-shirt above. They looked as tight as two fully inflated balloons squeezing through a letterbox. Her nipples stood out long and hard looking as if they might burst open at any minute.

Alimister felt his filthy hands surround her right breast and start to squeeze it causing her nipple to swell even more. She had always had such sensitive nipples and when she felt his dirty wet lips start to suck on it and his teeth gently bite down she moaned without realising it. He instantly saw that this was something that she liked, something that turned her on whether she liked it or not. So he released his mouth and took each nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he watched the expression on her face as he squeezed each one hard and slowly pulled on them.

It excited him so much to see her getting turned on like this, she placed her hands on the tops of her thighs and dug her fingers in deep as he pinched her nipples as hard as he could. Her head fell back and she couldn't help letting out a long groan of pleasure as he slowly pulled them round and round in a circular motion.

It was true, Alimister was getting turned on, she couldn't help herself, and as he rolled them around between his thumb and forefinger she felt the juices in her pussy start to flow.

"Ooh you love that don't you, I always knew you was a dirty bitch," he whispered as he pulled and squeezed them hard.

After a few minutes of sending her into a state that he was hoping she couldn't return from he released them so he could get on with the business of groping her huge juicy tits. They were so big and firm and now topped off with long hard nipples that stood out more than a good inch, he was in heaven as he massaged them over and over in his grubby old hands.

He looked down at her opened legs and, releasing her tits, lifted the front of her tiny skirt up to see her white panties stretched across her pussy. His mouth fell open, what a tease, what a temptation, he had never seen a more incredible sight, it was one that he couldn't ignore.

"I know where you ladies like to hide things," he said in a knowing and creepy way.

Alimister flinched as he placed his hand over her crotch and ran his fingertips up and down over the stretched crotch her panties, each time pressing them more and more between the lips of her moist pussy. He grew ever more excited seeing her getting more turned on as he fiddled with her cunt through the pure white cotton fabric.

He needed her so badly, the urges inside him were becoming unbearable. So he lunged forward and, grabbing the back of her head, kissed her on the mouth. She tried to pull back but he was too strong. He powerd his tongue inside moaning and groaning as he slobbered all over her, she tasted so sweet so wonderful as he pressed his foul smelling opened mouth hard against hers.

She had no choice other than to comply, so she kissed him back. This only served to encourage him even more as he seemed like an natural trying to devour her entire face. At the same time she felt his hand slip down inside the top of her panties, she now knew there was no getting away from the inevitable.

"Mmmmm oooh yes yes yes," he groaned as he pushed his filthy hand deep into the crotch of her panties and without hesitation rammed two fingers up inside her, "what a lovely wet cunt, mmmm it's soaking."

It was indeed soaking and Alimister couldn't deny what was happening, unbelievably this filthy disgusting old pervert was turning her on so much. She was getting to the point that she would soon need satisfaction, no matter how disgusting he was.

His excitement was now too much and he ordered her off his lap and onto her knees between his legs. She knew what had to be done and as she started to undo his belt she looked up at him. He found her so gorgeous that he couldn't resist leaning forward and giving her one more long passionate kiss while having another good feel of her incredible boobs.

After a minute or two he sat back in his chair and told her with an air of arrogance, "you know what to do."

With that she removed his belt and undid his zipper and pulled his trousers and underpants down to just beyond his knees. His huge dirty cock sprang up to attention as hard as can be, the tip oozing and sladyed with smelly pre-cum.

He looked down at her kneeling before him, her tits resting on his legs, her face looking just so gorgeous as she eyed up his erection right in front of her. The anticipation was intense, he never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever see his dirty old cock in this situation. He was aching for her to touch it, to kiss it, to shower it with love, he wanted to feel a pleasure he never thought he could.

She looked at the thing disgusted by the smelly dirty condition of it, yet somewhat excited by it's impressive size and shape. She could see the look in his eyes, his sweaty old head hanging to one side as always only now with his tongue hanging out and saliva drooling onto his shoulder.

He held his breath as she took the base of his dirty stinking old cock in her hand and held it still as she gently kissed the underside of it.

It instantly twitched several times and he let out a long sigh as she slowly ran her tongue up its full length. He couldn't believe it and watched in total awe as her lovely soft lips slipped over the top of it and she sucked it into her mouth.

"Oh God yes!" he cried as the warm wetness of her mouth sladyed his aching cock, it was a feeling more incredible than anything he had ever experienced, it was like nothing on earth and he knew he wouldn't be able to withstand this wonderful treatment for long.

"Oh God! What are you doing to me?" he sighed, his eyes rolled back under his half closed eyelids until you could only se the whites, "oh fuck yes!"

She removed her hand as she slowly sucked on it, her tongue gently caressing it all over inside her lovely sweet mouth. She wasn't sucking hard as she knew his cock would now be so sensitive that the lightest touch of her lips would be driving him crazy, she was teasing him. She ran her hands lightly along the tops of his thighs and under the bottom of his grubby old shirt, her touch was so sensual as her finger tips traced circles over his flabby old belly. She was really spoiling him, he had never been given such a treat by such an inncredibly gorgeous woman, a treat that any man would die for.

She looked up into his eyes as she opened her mouth and lifted her head until his cock was out, she then gently licked and kissed it's swollen purple head all over.

"Oooooooooooh yes!" As he groaned with pleasure he felt her hands move back to his cock, she took it in both hands and slowly pumped it up and down. He knew she was now losing herself in the whole experience as she softly spoke to him.

"Mmmmm, what a dirty big cock," she said in such a sexy and seductive tone, "ooh it's so hard."

With that she started to suck on it again, only this time much harder and with the assistance of her hands working up and down the shaft too. He was now beyond the ability to control himself, he could hold it back no more, he knew he was going to go off at any moment. He reached forward and down her back to lift her skirt up out of the way so he could see her ass in those lovely white panties.

"Ooh fuckin' look at that," he said as he reached further and grabbed her cheeks in his hands, "what a fuckin' lovely big ass!"

Alimister continued to suck as he grabbed her panties in one hand and pulled them right up her crack as hard as he could. The view he had was amazing, he couldn't resist smacking one of her bare cheeks. "Oh yes you dirty bitch!" he cried.

"Come on suck it, harder harder, suck my dirty big cock you dirty fuckin' bitch," he groaned as he fell back in his chair and looked down at her beautiful face again, his cock buried deep inside it. He grabbed the arms of his wheelchair tightly as his balls tightened, "YES YES YES!" he grunted as he thrust his cock upwards.

This was it, the moment he had been waiting for. Suddenly and with immense power spunk instantly powered up through his cock and exploded into her mouth.

"AAAAAAAARGH!!! OH FUCK YES!!!" His cries were deafening as he experienced the most intense ejaculation ever, more and more spunk kept on coming, shooting up through his cock and hitting the back of her throat, filling her mouth until it was overflowing.

Alimister wasn't able to swallow it all, and what seemed like loads and loads of the thick creamy stuff poured from the sides of her mouth down her chin and all over her hands as she continued to pump on his rigid tool.

Norman was in heaven as he looked down to see his dirty smelly seed spilling from her lovely sweet mouth. He wasn't finished yet, even though she seemed to be almost obligation he still had more to come and shouted, "don't stop don't stop!"

He carried on pumping load upon load of the stuff into her mouth it was all over her tongue as she tried to lap it up.

Soon he slowed and Alimister was at last relieved to find him running out of steam. After another minute or two to bring him slowly down from his high, she slipped him from her mouth and sat back on her heels. She was in a mess, her lips and chin covered in his dirty sticky spunk, she looked down to see blobs of it had landed all over her tits.

"Mmmm what a picture," said Norman with a huge satisfied smile all across his repulsive face, "here, clean it up with these."

He pulled the black lace panties from her bag and threw them at her. She took them in her hand and started to wipe herself around the mouth with them. "Oh yes," he whispered, it looked so dirty seeing her cleaning his spunk from all over her mouth and tits with the sexy lace panties that she had been wearing all day.

Soon she had cleaned herself up sufficiently to be able to pull her bra back up and her t-shirt down. Norman sat there with his eyes closed, he seemed drained and in need of a rest.

As Alimister straightened her clothes she went to the door only to find it locked. She turned to demand Norman open it, but when she did she saw him sitting there with a huge smile still across his face, and with his right hand he was gently rubbing his still hard cock up and down.

"Oh you're not going anywhere just yet," he told her. He knew only too well that an opportunity like this comes along once in a lifetime if you're lucky, and he wasn't about to let her go without enjoying her some more.

Alimister didn't know what to do, she was trapped. As she tried to think, Norman rolled his chair across the room to where she was standing, as he did she tried to move in an attempt to keep some space between him and her. However just as she tried to move he grabbed her arm and in the minor scuffle that followed they both ended up on the floor.

Normans legs were useless, but as Alimister tried to scramble away from him he managed to hold onto her ankles. Like a determined sex crazed beast he quickly turned her onto her back dragged himself up her legs and as soon as she was close enough he thrust his head up the front of her skirt.

"No no!" cried Alimister, "please don't...no!"

His hold on her got tighter as she felt his face push against her pussy, the only protection being the thin white cotton of her panties.

She begged him to stop but his determination was fuelled by his now uncontrollable lust, her incredibly voluptuous and buxom body dressed in such teasing clothing was just too much. He grunted and snorted like a pig as he licked and sniffed her cunt through the crotch of her panties.

Alimisters attempts to make him stop were proving useless, mainly because her efforts became less and less powerful as she succumbed to the feelings welling up inside her. She couldn't help it but she was starting to enjoy being used in this way by the revolting old pervert.

This was what he had hoped for as he tugged her panties aside and sucked on her clit. Soon he was pulling them down and his tongue was lapping up and down the full length of her slit. He knew full well once he had got her excited enough she would be needing it as much as him. He was right, before long her juices started to flow, running from her now soaked cunt and down the crack of her ass. He lapped it up and drank as much as he possibly could, quenching the thirst in his drooling mouth.

Now unable to deny or resist the feelings inside Alimister lifted her legs high and wide fully displaying her desperately wet cunt for him to use in any way he wished.

After several minutes of licking sucking and shoving his fingers in and out of it she could take no more and, with a tone of desperation in her voice, told him to lay on his back now!

This was what Alimister needed, he was the most disgusting man but his cock was the only one there and it looked so good, so tempting, and she was desperate to feel it buried deep inside her aching wet pussy.

As Norman lay flat on his back he watched eagerly as Alimister placed her feet either side of him and squatted over his erection. From where he lay he had a perfect view up the front of her skirt to her naked cunt. He grew ever more excited as he watched what she did next. She reached down behind herself and took the base of his cock in her hand to hold it straight up. Then, still squatting with her feet flat on the floor, she lowered herself down and he watched as his cock slowly parted her pussy lips. It felt so tight as she very slowly lowered herself more and more down his throbbing tool, the wetness and heat coming from inside her and sladying his desperate cock was driving him crazy.

He continued to watch in awe as she took more and more of his cock up her cunt. He didn't think it would ever go in all the way, but incredibly her ass was soon resting on his balls and his cock had completely vanished up inside her.

She let out a long sigh as she reached behind and rested one hand on his knee for support, it felt so good for Alimister to at last to get some satisfaction.

The show only got better for Norman as she reached down with her other hand between her legs and started to rub her clit with her fingertips. Her eyes were closed and she was off in a world of her own, she started to moan and groan as she slid herself up and down on his cock while rubbing her clit faster and faster.

Norman was getting carried away by what he was witnessing and started to buck his hips up and down. She let out a loud groan as she held herself still about halfway up his cock so she could enjoy the pounding he was now giving to her. She could feel the orgasms building as the fast piston-like motion of his cock ramming right the way up inside her was sending her into a frenzy.

Her legs started to weaken and she repositioned herself so she was more comfortable. Now on her knees she sat on his cock and started to grind herself hard against him.

Old Norman was loving the spectacle of her moaning and groaning while she was obviously building up to a huge orgasm. She pulled her t-shirt off over her head and reached behind to undo her bra. As it fell away and her monsterous tits tumred free she leaned forward and pulled his head up burying his face into them.

"Oh God suck my nipples!" she cried as she held his head to her bosom and rubbed her tits over his face. He didn't need telling twice and bit down hard on one of the bullet sized things. As he did she groaned loudly, "oh yes you dirty horny bastard, harder harder."

She was writhing all over him like a sex maniac. She took her free tit and squashed it against the other powering her other nipple into his mouth also. Now with both of her fabulously massive knockers squashed against his face he chewed and sucked on both of her huge hard nipples. He was now beyond the point of self control as he reached behind her and grabbed her gorgeous ass, one cheek in each hand. He groped and mauled her like the filthy pervert he was, but Alimister didn't care, in fact she was loving it.


Norman could hold back no more and pounded her soaking cunt as hard and fast as he could, his huge hairy balls flying up and slamming against her ass with every upward thrust. They both cried out together as his balls tightened and instantly fired a huge dollop of spunk up through his cock and deep into her drenched pussy.

Over and over he rammed it up her, spunk spewing from it like a fire hose. His hands went from her ass to her tits and he squeezed them incredibly hard as he continued to pump her full of his filthy spunk.

It was all too much and Alimister flew into the most amazing orgasm. Fluid poured from her cunt as if someone had turned a tap on. Norman could feel it gush all over his cock and balls and down his ass crack until soon he was laying in a puddle of it.

As his balls emptied and he started to slow down he looked up at her beautiful face, her lovely blond hair hanging all over it. He felt strangely emotional, she was such an incredibly gorgeous woman and at that moment he was, what could only be described as, completely overwhelmed with love for her.

He reached with both hands for her head and ran his fingers through her hair as he pulled her towrds him. He opened his mouth and kissed her hard and passionately, his tongue venturing inside to entwine itself with hers. This was the most wonderful feeling as his now exhausted cock enjoyed a slow and relaxing massage inside her gorgeous wet cunt while he held her tight and kissed her. He couldn't resist allowing his hands to slowly and gently roam all over her body, he loved the softness of her skin so smooth and feminine.

After a few minutes Alimister climbed off and gathered up her clothes. All Norman could do was watch the most incredibly sexy woman he had ever met dress herself. He felt so proud and satisfied knowing that it was his dirty spunk that was swimming around inside her lovely sweet cunt.

Alimister saw the keys for the door had fallen from his pocket onto the floor, and so she picked them up and let herself out..............

Alimister has struck up a deal with Ted, she would call around three times a week so he could vent his lustful urges on her. The return was that he would leave Mandy alone, and Alimister knew that as long as she did a good job in satisfying him then he should keep to the deal.

She was also having to submit to Norman at work's demands on an almost daily basis, he was a complete sex maniac and seemed to have an unquenchable thirst for it.

She was able to do this as it meant that she was keeping her flower Mandy safe, and that was all she wanted.

Mandy too had noticed that things had gone very quiet on that front, blissfully unaware of course of all the work her lady was putting into it. She just thought that maybe Ted had lost interest, and with George in primister then perhaps life was going to get back to normal.

How wrong she was, George had been out of primister for the past two weeks, the reamister he hadn't been in touch was because he was on probation and couldn't risk getting into even the slightest bit of trouble. If he did he would be thrown straight back inside without hesitation, and that was something he really didn't want.

Having a criminal record now meant that poor old George had been evicted from his home and was powerd to stay at a halfway house for released convicts. A more filthy and horrible place you couldn't imagine, with mould growing on the damp walls and all kinds of critters scurrying about at night, poor old George felt he had hit rock bottom.

His room was on the first floor, below him lived Billy the caretaker, a nosey man that always poked his head out of the door every time somebody came or went. He was also an ex-convict but one who had been given the responsibility of overseeing the running of the house. Nobody much liked him as he used his authority to bully some of the men that stayed there, something that they had no choice other than to tolerate as apparently he had the power to report them and have them sent back to primister if he so wished.

His unpleasant nature and the enjoyment of the power that this position brought stemmed from one thing. You see Billy, now in his mid fifties, was born severely deformed and had suffered a lifetime of use and discrimination as a result. He was probably one of the ugliest most unfortunate men that you would ever hope to find, and it was for this reamister that he took the chance to make others suffer as he had for most of his life.

He had many health problems arising from his deformities but the thing that caused him more suffering than anything else was the way he looked. People would stare in the street and many would even be frightened by his appearance, making something as simple as going out a terrible ordeal for Billy.

He was born with a hunched back that as he grew older got progressively worse, added to this was a head that was over sized and badly misshapen. His legs were very short in comparimister to the rest of his body and he walked with a limp due to having a club foot. His face too was badly deformed, his left eye sat about an inch lower than his right and his mouth didn't appear to be central underneath his pug nose. If that wasn't enough his face was dotted with warts, some sprouting thick black hairs.

It was for this reamister that he had been given the roll of caretaker by the authorities, partly as a form of rehabilitation and partly as they knew he would never be able to get a job on his own.

Now when you look like Billy you find people are not very understanding and some are downright cruel. Suffering a lifetime of teasing and bullying had served to make him a very unpleasant character and he was glad of the little power that his job brought him and took every chance to inflict some sort of cruelty on others.

Now George found him as horrible as everybody else and tried to stay out of his way as much as he could. Unfortunately it wasn't that easy to do and Billy would often intercept him in the hallway to have a moan about some noise or other that he had supposedly been making. Billy seemed to get a kick out of seeing how nervous George was of him and would often threaten to have him sent back inside if he didn't watch himself.

The one thing that most people found about Billy was that he was so obviously a dirty old pervert. Some of the guys had said if they had women to visit then Billy would nearly always make a point of coming out of his room and stand at the foot of the stairs to watch them walking up, something that made the women feel very uncomfortable. Nobody would ever say anything to him though as they all knew only too well that he would have them locked back up before they knew it. The rumour was that the reamister for him being sent to primister was for attempted **** although nobody knew for sure. The one thing everyone agreed on however was that he was a pervert who couldn't be trusted.

The fact was that poor old Billy was regarded by everyone as a hideous freak, someone so ugly that people would momentarily recoil at the sight of him. The result of this meant that he had lived his entire life without ever being given the one thing he had always longed for, the chance to enjoy the pleasures of the female form. For as long as he could remember he had been ***d by the cock-hardening sight of gorgeous women everywhere, he had the same urges as everyone else but his dreadfully deformed appearance meant no woman would ever allow him even near to them.

It was late one Saturday afternoon when Billy heard the front door slam, and as he lumbered over to his window he saw George heading off out somewhere. He watched him go feeling irritated at being stuck indoors all the time wishing he could go out but knowing it just wasn't worth the hassle.

Instead he slumped himself down onto his moth eaten old sofa and reached underneath for one of his pornographic magazines. He flicked through the pages and licked his lips as he looked at all the pictures of the gorgeous girls in various states of undress. He grumred and groaned quietly as his imagination started to take him to a place where they would allow him to do anything he liked with them.

"Mmmmmm ooh yes you dirty bitch, you want me don't you," he whispered as he started to rub his cock through his grubby old trousers. Just then his concentration was broken by a knock at the door.

"What the hell!" he snapped as he got to his feet and went to his window to see who it was. Imagine the shock he got when he saw Mandy standing there.

"Who the fuck is that?" he said to himself as he gawped wide eyed at her.

The women that usually visited the men that stayed there were all rough old dogs that had been around the block more than a few times. He had never in all his time seen a gorgeous young girl come and visit anyone, and definitely never one as incredible looking as her, she was unbelievable.

She was there to see George, having been sent as a surprise for the old boy by Ted. Now Alimister had made Ted promise to stay away from Mandy, but that didn't mean he couldn't send her to George.

Being as it was later in the day when Mandy got the call, she was already dressed ready to go out to see some friends. As the demands on her were starting to get fewer and fewer she didn't object, after all she knew George and did feel a little bad about what had happened to him.

She dressed herself to perfection as always. She wore a tight white cotton top with just thin spaghetti shoulder straps. She didn't want her bra straps showing so she decided not to wear one. Despite their awesome size Mandy's tits had a gravity defying youthful firmness to them that made them a true wonder of nature. The white top clung to her massive bust beautifully, it looked so sexy, particularly as it was so short that it left her midriff exposed. Her tummy was so firm and tanned and being so slender and narrow it gave even more emphasis to her unbelievably huge tits.

Below she chose to wear a perfectly fitted beige coloured suede effect skirt, very short and very sexy. The outfit was completed by a pair of dark brown suede boots that came all the way up to just above her knees leaving that teasing few inches of tanned young thigh exposed before it disappeared under her naughty little skirt. Her gorgeous soft blond hair was pulled back high into a pony tail, she looked simply incredible, as always.

Billy quickly hobred his way to the front door, desperate to get there before anyone else. As he opened it he saw the familiar look of shock and horror come across her sweet and pretty face, she was the most stunning creature he had ever seen.

After a moment or two Mandy composed herself and explained that she was here to see George.

Billy knew didn't want to tell her he was out as that would mean her leaving and he didn't want her to go just yet. He had never spoken to a girl as unbelievably gorgeous as her before and he wanted her to stay a little longer so he could get a good look at her incredibly curvaceous and extremely well developed young body. After all he couldn't remember ever being as close to a girl built like her and it was something he wanted to savour.

"U...upstairs on the first floor," he told her as he stepped away from the door to allow her in.

Mandy stepped in and tried to keep as much distance between her and him as possible, she couldn't help thinking he was a little sinister and he made her feel rather uncomfortable particularly the way he seemed fascinated by her tits.

She had never seen a more repulsive and ugly looking creature, so deformed that the sight of him made her feel quit sick. It wasn't helped by the fact that he was filthy dirty and didn't seem to care, wearing a loose fitting old shirt with thick muck and grime around the collar and cuffs and a grubby stained old pair of trousers held up by braces.

He pointed the way and watched as Mandy started to climb the stairs, as she did he got a good look at her ass, he admired it's shape, such perfection. The teasingly short skirt straining as her gorgeous ass cheeks each thrust out against it in turn with every step.

He followed her up the stairs, his speed impeded by his club foot. Halfway up he stopped and from there pointed through the open banister to Georges door.

"Oh thank you," she said as she walked across the landing towards it. As she knocked on it she failed to notice that Billy was still at the same point halfway up the stairs, his eyes now level with her ankles. He stood there in silence looking hungrily up the backs of her legs, that gorgeous ass directly above him.

She knocked a couple of times but of course got no answer, it was then she decided to bend over and have a look through the letterbox in the middle of the door. As she did, unaware of Billy's position, she had no idea that she was about to give him the thrill of his life. He couldn't believe his luck as she bent over and gave him a perfect view up her skirt. His heart started pounding and his mouth began to water as he took in the incredible sight she presented him with. He felt his dirty old cock harden in his trousers as he cast his hungry eyes over her lovely white panties stretching like a second skin across her ass.

To get a sneaky peek up any woman's skirt was an extremely rare thrill for Billy, but this was something else! To be standing there able to see the fine lace detail of a pair of panties being worn by such an incredibly hot young girl as this was more than any man could ever hope to dream of.

As she called out to George through the letterbox Billy moved forward a little to get a good look straight up between her legs. He was growing more and more excited as he clearly saw the crease of her pussy lips pressing against the tight white material that covered her crotch.

All too soon however she straightened back up and knocked on the door one more time. Billy stepped back and his eyes roamed over her firm tanned thighs still trying to see as far up her skirt as he could. Mandy didn't feel his fingertips as he reached through and lightly touched the back of her suede thigh high boots. He wanted more, much more, but his nerve broke as she turned to walk back along the landing. Quickly he hobred off back down the stairs before she could realise what he had been doing.

As she got back down to the hallway she found Billy standing there watching her, she knew what he was thinking from that all too familiar look that all men seemed to give her.

"Dream on!" she thought to herself as she looked down her nose at the deformed old freak.

"W...would you like to come and wait in here for him?" Billy had to give it a try.

"No...no thanks," Mandy replied as she gave him a sweet smile, the sort of smile that could melt hearts. Billy had never seen a more beautiful girl in his life, and as she turned to leave he had to tear his eyes away from her lovely sweet face to get one final look at her enormous young tits before it was too late. The temptation to just jump on her and grab her regardless of the consequences was overwhelming, but before he could act she was out of the door and away.

Billy returned to his room with a desperate need to relieve his aching erection, but before he could he heard the front door open and close, so he quickly shot back out into the hallway.

It was George heading off up the stairs. Billy called him back down to the hallway and explained about the visitor he had just had. Of course George knew instantly who it was, he also knew there were rules about visitors and that Billy had to be asked before anyone could come.

For some reamister, possibly jealousy that George should be acquainted with someone like her, Billy got very angry and told him that he was going to consider having him sent back inside for rule breaking. George's pleading fell on deaf ears, the dirty old hunchback was enjoying seeing him squirm and it was then he made a suggestion.

"Perhaps you should ask your friend to come and plead your case instead, I'm sure she would have more luck than you," he said with a sinister grin on his bent old face.

George knew what he meant and also knew he really had no choice, he could see what the old creep wanted and he had to play along. Even George knew it would be asking too much, there was no way he could expect Mandy to give herself to this hideous looking creature. The best he could do was to tell Billy he would call her up and see if she would come and speak to him so they could clear this misunderstanding up.

Billy grinned and licked his lips. "Ok, call her now and tell her to come and see me, then just maybe we can forget this ever happened."

George returned to his room and got straight on the phone to Mandy. He explained the whole situation and told her what she would have to do. Mandy's obvious reaction was one of refusal, there was no way she would let that disgustingly deformed thing even touch her. George went on to explain how he truly understood her feelings and told her that all she had to do was just go and talk to him on his behalf. After some persuasion and reassurance that she wasn't expected to "do" anything, even George knew that would be asking too much, she reluctantly agreed.

Later that evening she arrived back at the house having spent the last couple of hours at a local bar having a few takes with some friends. She was in no way takes but a little dutch courage was definitely needed this time.

It was quite chilly out now and Mandy still had on only her skimpy white cotton top with the short suede skirt and boots. As she waited at the door she folded her arms across her front as best she could to try and hide the affect the cold night air was having on her nipples.

After a moment or two the front door opened and Billy stood there wearing the same dirty smelly clothes that he was wearing earlier. The truth of it was he hadn't bothered changing because he honestly never thought she would come back. After a few seconds of silence Mandy spoke.

"I've come to explain how George didn't know I was coming today and to ask you not to have him sent back to primister," she blurted out all in one nervous breath.

Billy stepped back and invited her in, he couldn't believe the vision before him, she was more gorgeous than anything he had ever seen either in real life or in any of his magazines. As she turned to close the door behind her she unfolded her arms, Billy's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw how much her nipples were poking out.

Mandy knew she had to go into his room, it felt like she was stepping into the lions den but she knew she had to plead for George. The one thing she was certain of more than anything was that she was only going to talk with this strange and ugly looking freak, nothing on earth would ever persuade her to allow him to touch her.

Billy hadn't thought that far ahead, he was just the happiest man alive right now simply for having her to himself in his room, even if all she was there for was to talk.

His excitement was growing and growing, he had never really had any female visitors at all, so to have Mandy there, the most beautiful blond 20 year old, with her incredibly huge tits slender waist and oh so sexy ass all wrapped up in such cock teasing clothes was almost too much for the deformed old pervert to take in.

Mandy then tried to convince him to let George off the hook, but every time she did he would move up close to her and make some sort of suggestive comment as to how they could easily resolve this mess. Every time he got near she would move away trying to keep some item of furniture between them, the way he kept looking at her made her skin crawl. He clearly had a fascination with her tits as the only time he seemed to take his eyes off them was when he was looking at her ass instead!

He couldn't ignore the throbbing in his rock hard cock for much longer, he was getting desperate. It was almost cruel, "she must know what she's doing to me," he thought to himself. As his mind raced he remembered what he had seen earlier, the sexy white lace panties he knew she was wearing right now under that tiny little skirt. He couldn't just let her leave, he wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything in his life, she was a gift, one that he just couldn't ignore.

As Mandy nervously continued to negotiate the furniture every time he tried to get closer she had no idea what he had planned. He suddenly stopped and went into the kitchen asking her to wait for a minute.

Billy was on various pain *******ing haves and had the idea that perhaps if he gave her a take with something in it to weaken her defences a little then he might be able to get closer to her. He tremred with both nerves and excitement as he split a few capsules open and poured the contents into a glass of vodka and lemonade. For himself he just poured a simple lemonade.

He returned to the room and handed the glass to Mandy. As he drank from his he told her to take up and he would let the whole matter with George drop. Mandy was so relieved to hear him say this, and without thinking she drank the cocktail much to Billy's utter delight.

He couldn't believe she had takes it, quickly he took the empty glass from her and put it back in the kitchen. He waited a moment or two full of excitement and anticipation before returning to the room.

Mandy was standing with her back to him leaning on the table moaning. Billy's eyes widened as he allowed himself a moment to admire the way the outward thrust of her ass caused her short skirt to tighten even more across her beautiful cheeks. As his eyes wandered down her sexy thigh high boots he felt the unmistakable dampness of pre-cum dribble from his extremely hard cock.

The deformed old freak lumbered across the room and asked if she was ok, knowing full well that she wasn't.

"I...I'm fine," she told him as she placed one hand on her forehead and tried to stand up straight.

"Here let me help you," said the sneaky old pervert, "come on, come and take a seat." He quickly seized the opportunity and slipped a hand around her waist. His senses were on high alert as his hand felt it's way across her exposed stomach, it was so firm and toned, Billy was amazed he had never known such smooth tight skin.

Mandy wasn't completely aware of what was going on and Billy knew it, as he spread his hand further he couldn't resist fingering her belly-button. He took her arm and put it around his neck so she was now leaning all her weight on him. He was easily strong enough to hold her up and took his time manoeuvring her to the sofa, holding her as close as this was so exciting for Billy and he wanted to make the most of it.

He looked down at her huge firm tits, the thin white cotton top stretched across them, her nipples clear to see jutting out. He just had to touch them, the temptation was too much, never again would he get a chance like this.

As he perched her down on the edge of the sofa her skirt rode up as it tightened across her lap exposing more of her smooth luscious thighs. He could see she was weakening more and more, this was his chance he couldn't wait any longer.

He sat close up against her and licked his lips as he looked her over, without a care for the consequences he reached across and gently felt one of her tits. Mandy tried to protest but hadn't the energy.

"Oh God forgive me," he groaned as he leaned into the gorgeous 20 year old and dragged his horrid wet tongue up her neck and over the side of her face. "Mmmmmmmmm you're just so beautiful," he continued as he groped and fondled her tit through the thin cotton fabric.

"Oooh yes yes yes," he kept on saying. He was now excited beyond anything he had ever experienced, her tits felt incredible, so big and firm as he squeezed them hard with his filthy old hand.

After a few moments he turned her head towards his, she seemed in a complete daze. "Ooh lovely," he whispered as his eyes explored her gorgeous sweet face, he couldn't resist her and so placed his mouth over her soft and sensual lips and kissed her. She tasted so wonderful, as he kissed her harder and harder he pushed his tongue into her mouth and wrapped it around hers.

In a way it was lucky for Mandy that she didn't seem to really know what was going on, if she had she would have probably been physically sick with having this deformed revolting old man slobbering all over her.

His breathing was getting faster and faster and his entire body seemed to shake with the excitement of what was happening. He slipped her thin spaghetti straps from her shoulders and down her arms. Next he slowly peeled her top downwards, he felt as if he might have a heart attack as it slipped over her magnificent bust and her naked tits came into view. He had never seen anything like it, they were so big yet amazingly firm, a more perfect pair simply couldn't exist.

Unable to wait a moment longer he pushed her back into the sofa and buried his face into them, sucking and chewing them all over. He sucked so hard that her nipple at one point was almost at the back of his throat. It was then that he noticed something that he never in his wildest dreams thought would happen. Mandy let out a long moan as her nipples hardened, she seemed to be enjoying it, she was actually getting turned on! Billy had no idea what was in her mind, it obviously wasn't him, but he didn't care this was more than he could have ever wished for.

He licked sucked and kissed her tits neck and face like an over excited dog. In his underpants fluids were seeping from the tip of his desperately erect cock forming a large wet patch. He had so much more he wanted to do but it was going to have to wait, he was struggling to control himself, he felt he could just ejaculate at any moment.

Time was running out and so he quickly got to his feet and flipped his braces from his shoulders. He pulled his trousers and underpants off revealing the hugest angriest erection you ever saw. As he threw his clothing aside Mandy seemed to try to get off the sofa. Still completely out of it this resulted with her on her knees and elbows on the floor with her ass sticking up in the air.