Chapter 2
Old Claud lay quite out of breath on the bed while he watched Peggy obey Mrs. Briggs and start to dress herself. He saw her put on her delightfully tight brassiere, her nylon under slip and then her panties over the pretty suspender belt. He particularly enjoyed watching her draw up the smoky colored nylons until they sheathed her shapely legs like a second beautifully colored skin.
She was still quite on heat despite the severe ridding he had given her. He could tell that by the way her nipples remained stiff and jutted out the centre of the taut cups of her bra. Peggy thought that she would be allowed to go downstairs now but Mrs. Briggs slipped an arm round her waist and led her back to the bed.
The two women saw the penis of the old fellow begin to rise again; while he had been watching the lovely young woman dress he had been getting a slow erection and now the thick stem reared upwards and waved from side to side.
Mrs. Briggs murmured to the young Peggy:
"That was the lovely cock that gave you all that pleasure my dear, you loved it didn't you? Just look what a fine organ it is and with two healthy specimens of bollocks at its base!"
Such lewd talk excited Peggy and now she was not at all sure she wanted to go from this bedroom. She could not take her eyes from that ever thickening and throbbing prick. Mrs. Briggs could tell that they had the young woman well on the way to wanting to give in to the call of the flesh again and she put her mouth close to Peggy's ear and continued to try and incite her to obscene thoughts that would lead to actions.
"Just look how swollen and thick that bulge at the top of his cock is, my dear," she murmured, "not many men have such a thick knob as that you know. The thicker it is and the more the flange protrudes the bigger the thrill it can provide for the lucky woman. Look dear, his cock is really erecting now, just look how thick it is, how curved the shaft is."
Peggy suddenly stepped forward and if Mrs. Briggs had not stopped her she would have climbed on to the bed and straddled her thighs across the old man's body and tried to get that prick up between her legs again.
"No dear, not that this time. I want you to give it a nice kiss, dearie," Mrs. Briggs murmured as she placed her hands at the back of Peggy's head and slowly pushed the flushed pretty face down towards that rearing purple dome. When they saw how she opened her mouth and greedily sucked at the fat swollen knob Mrs. Briggs and her lecherous employer knew they had an easy task on hand to degrade and thoroughly debauch this lovely young woman.
Peggy gammed the thick monster of the old man as if she had been used to such an obscene act for many years. Mrs. Briggs kept her hands to Peggy's head so that she would not be able to raise her face from the old man's loins even if she wanted to. But from the way she was sucking at the prick so that the head of it bulged out her cheeks first one side and then the other side of her mouth, they knew she was well on bitch-heat.
Mrs. Briggs looked into Claud's face. He nodded gently. She knew what that meant-this young lady was to suck him to his climax. She was to be given some more food-his spunk was to go down her throat.
Mrs. Briggs took a firmer grip on Peggy's head, making her keep fairly still while old Claud heaved his buttocks up and down and in so doing fucked the pretty mouth that was soon gasping for breath at such a furious onslaught upon its delicate cavity.
When the up and down movements of Claud's body was punctuated by rolling and writhing actioning from side to side it became clear to Peggy that the hot thick cock in her throat was almost ready to spend. For a moment she dreaded the thought of having to take his seed in her mouth. She tried in a wild desperate struggle to break loose but Mrs. Briggs was more than ready for the protest and kept a very strong grip on Peggy's forehead and her throat.
It was indeed the grip on her throat that frightened Peggy into giving in. The rearing cock head so hot and swollen was about to swill her mouth and throat with its juice, as though through a haze she heard Mrs. Briggs muttering into her ear:
"Now don't be silly, Peggy, it will do you good. A meal of spunk down your throat will always do you good, my dear."
Almost before she had finished speaking the old man was heaving up wildly. His buttocks twisting and his loins thrusting up and down as his hot spunk jetted into the warm mouth and down the helpless throat.
Mrs. Briggs left Peggy alone in the kitchen to enjoy the long awaited meal. This time the food was the more normal variety and after the good meal and several glasses of wine that had been left for her Peggy felt on top of the world.
She was taken by surprise when the kitchen door opened to admit a burly man, much younger than Claud, but even so very many years older than Peggy. By his clothing she guessed that he was some sort of odd job man or perhaps Uncle Claud's gardener.
"Oh, you must be Miss Peggy," he said, touching the peak of the old cloth cap he wore and then coming across to her he went on, "Has the master fed you yet?"
Peggy felt herself colouring up. Surely all and sundry didn't know of the old man's wicked way of speaking about intercourse? Surely this odd job man didn't know that his employer had done all those things to her?
He obviously did, for he was unbuttoning his flies and pulling out into full view his hardening prick. She looked down at it, following him with her eyes as he walked to the back of her chair and pulled it away from the table. Now stepping round to face her again he dropped to his knees and putting his hands on her nylon covered rounded knees pushed her thighs outwards so that he could shuffle along on his knees up nearer to her body.
She was ashamed at the pleasure she experienced from letting this man, a complete stranger, feel up her legs. He dived his hands under the band of her panties and began to finger her moist pratt. He smiled up at her as he prised the warm fleshy lips of her fanny open:
"Mr. Claud has taught you well, I hope," he muttered as he gradually pulled himself up by levering his forearms on her knees and thighs until his randy cock knob was very near her own genitals.
She made a half hearted attempt to push him away:
"Please, I don't know who you are," she mumbled, "please, leave me alone-how dare you!"
His laugh told her that he knew just how easy a victim she was to the call of her hot flesh, or perhaps it was the call of his hot flesh that made her want to give herself to him like a really wanton randy young harlot?
"Just call me Jake," he answered, not moving his hands away from her most intimate regions and getting his cock head closer to her vital hole as he leaned more over on top of her after pulling and levering himself up as far as was required for the act he was about to perpetrate on her lovely body.
She wriggled as she felt him push himself forward and lower his weight onto her belly. The wriggle was not to try and prevent the intrusion, but to guide that finely fleshed cock into the right groove, the hot moist groove that desired it so much.
He sunk into her easily and with a full surge that sent every inch of his bone into her grotto. She moaned, her breath caught in her throat, he saw her expression and smiled at her:
"Like it, eh?" he murmured, his voice no unkindly.
She nodded. "It's so long, it's lovely, it's making me feel wonderful," she gasped as he started to fuck at her with a steady jerking short movement. She arched her body, easing her bottom off the chair in her efforts to get as much length inside her. The in and out thrustings grew more fierce and much quicker as well as delving the cock deeper into her belly. She knew the tell-tale signs-he was almost ready to come, she was almost on the brink of another wonderful peak of sheer ecstasy. What little shame she had felt was now quickly driven from her mind. Only the pleasure and the sexual gratification worried her, the gratification that she had to satisfy.
A momentary flashing of guilt and of fear of pregnancy went through her mind at the first flush of the odd job man's spunk as he jetted it high into her belly. But at his fierce and quick inward pushes she felt that thrill giving spasm overtake her again. Her cunt went very wet and clamped itself to his rooting shaft as their mutual spendings mingled and for a brief moment the young lady and the elderly odd job man were as one, united in body by that thick cock and her cunt and in soul by the enthralling ecstasy of the fuck.