Blackmailed MILF's : Part 2

Both women laid back, eyes closed, resting after their orgasm. Suddenly they felt hands on their boobs squeezing and kneading, pulling on the nipples. Opening their eyes and looking up to find that Michael and Phil had decided to join them, Phil at Emma’s side, Michael to Saskia’s.

“Fuck these tits are wonderful” Phil breathed “yeah, fucking cool, not bad for a pair of olden.” Michael replied “Now ladies, it’s time for us to have some fun. OK, Emma reach inside, pull Phil’s cock out of his trousers and give him the blow job of a lifetime”

As if in a trance Emma reached down and pull down Phil’s zip, reaching her hand she closed her hand around his cock and pulled all 7 inches out through the opening. “Uhm, nice” she breathed as she leant forward and gently kissed the tip, sliding forward, she took the first few inches in her mouth, pulled away and started to lick and kiss the shaft while slowly wanking it with her left hand, gently cupping and squeezing Phil’s balls with her other hand.

She let go for a moment so that she could undo and pull down Phil’s jeans and boxers. Looking up, she could see the anticipation and lust in his eyes. Smiling, she leaned forward again, and took the hard shaft, swallowing it virtually whole. “Oh fuck, yes that’s it slut, that’s the ticket” she heard the barman exclaim. She pulled her head back until only the mushroom shaped cock end was resting on her lips, reaching up with he left hand, she start to wank the cock, softly, gently, then harden, then back to gentle, than hard, her gold wedding band showing clearly against the hard, firm, young penis. After minutes of this, she released him, moved her head lower and took his balls into her mouth, sucking one then the other.

She took his shaft and started wanking him again, only this time using her teeth to manipulate the skin. Suddenly his hands came grabbed the side of her head, stopping her movements. Without warning he commenced thrusting his crotch back and forth, fucking her mouth like a vagina, no a pussy, no, even better a cunt. She mentally shuddered as the sex words, words she had only heard used in porn, came unbidden to her, but all that come out was “ug, ug, ug”.

Part of her, the part that realized what she was doing, the part not filled with lust, that she was in a strange pub, naked accept for boots and stockings, kneeing on the floor giving a stranger, a stranger the same age as her son a blow job. No, he was now fucking her face. In front of her best friend, and another stranger. That part wanted her to stop, to grab her clothes and run.

But she was not listening; she was too far gone, too lost in lust, to listen. All she could hear was the sounds of his appreciation, and the sounds of wonder coming from her audience.

Her hand cupped and squeezed his balls again, she felt them start to stiffen and the cock in her mouth starting to jerk. Phil’s stopped moving, “swallow slut”, then her mouth started to fill with his salty cum. It leaked out, down the side if her face. When he had finished he commanded her to clean up his cock. This she did willingly, licking and sucking until all the excess cum had gone.

She turned back to the impressed looks on the faces of her friend and their blackmailer.
“Fuck” Phil exclaimed “she’s a fucking great cocksucker. That’s experience for you”. He looked down at her face, cum leaking from her lips and winked.
Michael grabbed Saskia’s head and turned it towards him, she didn’t need to be told what for, for the bulge in his trousers gave that away.

Wordlessly she reached up and rubbed his cock through his trousers. Unzipping him the only thing she said was “uhm, nice” as the zip came down and his cock, now unrestrained, sprung through the opening, almost hitting her in the face. Her hand almost as if by its volition came up and started to move up and down the 8 inch penis.

She paused a second before leaning forward and kissing the pee hole, then worked her way down his shaft, kissing all the way before finishing at his balls. Once there she kissed, sucked and squeezed them, before licking all the way back to the mushroom shaped head.
She paused again, than worked back down the shaft, but licking instead of kissing. This she repeated, again and again; all the while looking into the blackmailer’s eyes, see triumph mixed with lust, and even passion.

After this went on for a while, she stopped, sealed her mouth around the head, and her left hand around the bottom, she started to move back, moving her mouth and hand towards each other, then away, then back again. She started slow, then went faster, then faster and faster still. She then proceeded to slow down again, then speed up, then slow, fast, slow, fast. While one hand was wanking, the other she reached down and started to cup, caress and then squeeze his balls

Looking down, Michael saw the hand wrapped around his cock, with its wedding and engagement rings clearly showing, this, the fact that a middle aged, respectable, married woman was sucking his cock, and doing it with the abandonment of a professional, turned him on even more.

He hands tightened on her head and his started to move it, firmly, hard back and forth. Her hands, freed from their task reached around his body, and for a time grabbed his buttocks and started to thrust him forward, aiding him in his face fucking.
“That’s it bitch, take my cock like a slut. Use your mouth like a cunt. Suck me, suck me like the cocksucker that you are.”

She lowered her right hand to her pussy and started to rub herself, moving her hand up and down, caressing and rubbing her clit, building herself towards another orgasm.
Suddenly, she felt this cock start to tremble, than pull back until only the tip stayed in her mouth. Then suddenly, she felt it explode as it filled her mouth with the taste of his salty young cum.
“Swallow it bitch, swallow my cum like a slut, my slut”

As his cum hit the back of her throat she felt tingling in her pussy and then, to the sounds of a muffled ‘oh my god’ her own orgasm exploded, hit her like a train.
Before even being asked, she took the cock back into her mouth and cleaned all of the cum from it,’ well’, she thought, ‘it’s a shame to waste it’.

Both men looked at each other, then down at the recumbent women, smiled, then knelt down beside the women. Once there that proceeded to move their hands all other the bodies. Roughly the boys were grabbing their breasts, rubbing and probing their pussies, using the women for their own entertainment.

If the women had been in full use of their faculties and not dulled by the drug, they would have felt nothing but shame at how their bodies were reacting to the treatment.
When the two tormentors started to explore each of their pussies, they found a huge amount of wetness, “Hey” exclaimed a voice, “these sluts are well wet” “You know what they need” came the other “a couple of large, hard, young man’s cocks. It’s what all these old slappers want. No matter how respectable they make out they are”

Phil looked up at the clock, as much as both him and Michael would have liked to fuck the women time was short and it would soon be time to go back down to the main bar. Both men smiled as looked down to see the women looking lustfully at their, hardening cocks.

Michael grabbed Saskia’s hand and placed it on his cock, and started to wank himself. After a while he let go, Sask instead of letting go carried and moving her hand up and down the shaft. Emma, seeing what her friend was doing, grabbed hold of Phil’s cock and started to follow suit.

“Where do want our cum sluts?” “On our tits” the women chorused “are you sluts” “Yes” “Whose sluts” “Yours, your sluts, cum on us, fuck us” the women all but shouted.
The look of lust, the words from their mouths, the way the breasts bounced as they moved, led to the inevitable result, both men shot copious amount of cum all over the women.

It landed on their tits, their faces, some made it down and landed on their thighs and belly.
Michael told the women to clean each other up, using their tongues.

First Saskia laid back while Emma licked her, starting at her belly, up onto her breasts, paying attention to her nipples, up her neck and then kissing and licking all around her face. Then when finished, the two women changed places.
Totally lost in their cleaning, they finished they looked up to see the two men standing, holding their clothes, minus the lingerie of course and Michael holding a piece of paper.

“Email me your notes and schedule and we’ll make arrangements to make payments” with that Michael was gone.