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The Estate Agent

Things take an unexpected turn when I accompany my wife to work

My wife Chloe was overjoyed when she landed a job with our local estate agent. All she had to do was visit the properties, report on the overall condition and make an inventory. But what made it really exciting was that the properties she dealt with were all in the multimillion pound bracket, belonging to pop stars, politicians and other wealthy people.

"Good heavens, you want to see how some of these guys live," she enthused, after returning from work one day. "This one guy has a bed the size of our lounge. And you want to see the pictures on the wall; talk about kinky. It's all pure porn, you know. One girl being had by several men, that sort of thing."

"Turned you on did it?" I said, running my hand up her skirt.

"Hey, get off," she giggled, pushing me away. "I'm going back there tomorrow to finish off. Why don't you come with me? Maybe we can have a little fun."

Now when Chloe says ‘fun’ my ears prick up. She has the most perfect body a man could wish for. Tall, slim with long shapely legs and big tits, topped with wonderfully prominent nipples. Only her dark blue eyes and the most amazing ruby-red pouting lips match her shoulder-length blonde hair. She loves sex, and although we've never involved any one else in our sex life, she loves to watch porno movies and read online stories involving group sex.

The next morning, I watched with a growing hard-on as she dressed for work. After a long shower, she paraded around the room trying to decide what to wear. She started with a pair of black open-crotch pantyhose, the sort that leaves the pussy totally exposed with no visible panty line. Then she picked out a half-cup, lacy black bra that just about covered her nipples. No panties I noticed. A white, silky blouse that showed just a hint of her black bra underneath. And to top it off, a two-piece business suit of jacket and skirt that started about four inches above the knee. Then when she stepped into her four-inch heels, she looked six-feet tall and like sex on legs.

She sat at the dresser putting on her make-up, black eye shadow and red lipstick, looking absolutely stunning.


We arrived at the house and Chloe let us in.

What a place it was. The hallway was bigger than our entire house, and a sweeping marble staircase led to a balcony and the upstairs rooms.

"What do you think?"

"Wow," was all I could say.

"It belongs to a Lord Grenville," she read from the sheet. "Isn't that the guy with the porn empire?"

"Could be.”

“Just wait till you see his bedroom." She put on a real sexy walk and headed for the stairs. "Would sir like to ravish me here or in the master bedroom?" she giggled.

I grabbed her by the arse cheeks, pulled her towards me and planted a big kiss on her puckered lips. "Why not take your clothes off and I'll decide then."

She walked up the first few steps, swinging her hips provocatively as she went. Tossing her jacket over the stair rail, she seductively continued up the stairs. Halfway up she removed her skirt, letting it slide down her thighs, coming to rest on the floor. Stepping out of it, she continued to swing her hips as she walked up the stairs to the first floor.

She stopped at the top, turned to face me, undid the blouse and let it fall to the floor before scooping out both luscious tits from the confines of her bra, leaving them hanging over the top, the nipples hardening. Her high heels click-clacked on the marble floor as she made her way to the master bedroom.

Now I was only a few feet behind her, watching her pantyhose-covered arse gently swinging from side to side.

"See anything you like?" she said, striking a sexy pose in the doorway to the master bedroom. "Perhaps this might be of interest." She opened her legs and slowly rubbed her hand over her shaven pussy.

I rushed towards her.

"Whoa, not so fast, tiger." She kept me at arms length as she entered the room and sauntered over to the enormous bed. Climbing on, I was presented with a marvellous view of her arse with her ample tits dangling below her.

She looked at me over her shoulder, her long hair half covering her lovely face. "Hmmm, this is nice and big," she cooed. "Just the way I like it."

I looked around the room; three walls were covered in paintings depicting women being tied up and fucked by men, indulging in all sorts of kinky sex acts. The forth was dominated by a series of floor-to-ceiling mirrors. Even the ceiling itself was one huge mirror. It was evident that this Lord Grenville had a kinky side to him.

She rolled onto her back in the middle of the bed and slowly opened her sexy legs. Again, she rubbed a hand over her pussy mound, only this time she kept it there, gently sliding it back and forth while running the tip of her tongue seductively over her upper lip. She was watching my face as she slowly inserted her fingers between her pussy lips and gently rubbed her clit. After a few minutes, the hand movements speeded up and her hips started to move. She closed her eyes tight as her pussy flooded her fingers. "God, that felt sooooooo good," she purred, bringing her fingers to her mouth and licking them one by one.

I leant over and kissed her full on the mouth and she responded by throwing her arms around my neck.

"I want you to fuck me really hard," she purred.

I didn't need asking twice, and within seconds had shed my clothes and joined her on the bed. As I lay back on the bed, she was all over me; her hand and mouth wrapped around my erection. As she knelt beside me, sucking on my cock, I ran a hand along her legs, enjoying the feel of the silky pantyhose. Eventually, I reached her pussy – boy was she wet.

I played with the silky lips, careful not to touch her clit. Then I inserted a finger deep into her hole. This brought a prolonged, "hmmmmmmmmm," from her lips that vibrated along my shaft. I started to rub her clit harder, causing shudders to run through her body.

"Eat my pussy," she demanded, laying back and opening her legs.

I kissed her mouth and slowly worked my way down, stopping at her nipples for a moment and then down across her flat stomach to her smooth pussy. As soon as my tongue touched her clit, she jumped as thought a bolt of electricity had shot through her.

"Oh yes! You're the best cunt licker in the whole world." Chloe was prone to getting extremely verbal when having sex. A result, I think, of watching too many porn movies.

"That's it, baby, eat my clitty. Oh yeah, just there, that's it. A little harder now."

I love to hear her talk dirty and encouraged her to go further. "Tell me what you are," I said between mouthfuls.

"Oh, you know what I am. I'm your lovely little slut."

My tongue went into overdrive, spurred on by the fact my cock was ready to explode and wanted its turn between these lovely legs.

"Yessss, that's it, baby. Lick your slut’s tight cunt. Oh yes, that's it. Don't stop."

Her hips rose up to meet me as her orgasm tore through her and her silky legs clung to my head as ripples of pleasure ran through her body. She pulled me up to her mouth and gave me a long, sensuous kiss, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth, cleaning her juices from my lips and chin as she went.

"Now fuck me!" she growled, her big blue lust-filled eyes staring into me.

I climbed between her legs and lifted them over my arms. Looking down between our bodies, I could see her cunt open and glisten with juice, just begging for some cock. I guided my cock to the target and slowly inched forward.

"Oh yesssss, that feels so good. C'mon, baby, fuck your little slut the way she likes it."

I looked into her eyes and rammed forward real hard, burying my cock to the hilt. Then I pulled it out and did it again. I started to fuck her like a jackhammer, all the time staring into those big blue fuck-me eyes.

"Is this how you like it, you little slut?"

"Yes, oh yes, fuck me harder. Deeper."

Harder – yes. But deeper – I only had six inches and I was using the lot already.

Time to let her do the work.

Wrapping my arms around her, I rolled on my back, flipping her on top. She sat up straight, straddling me, taking my cock to the hilt.

"Play with my tits," she cooed, her hair hanging sexily over her face. I reached up and started to squeeze both tits, enjoying the soft fleshy mounds in my hands. I ran my palms across her sensitive nipples, causing them to swell even bigger. All the time she was riding my cock, going faster and faster as her orgasm approached. I started to pull and tweak her nipples.

"That's it, pull on the fuckers,” she hissed. “Oh yes, pull my nipples harder."

I often wondered just how much punishment she could take. It seemed the harder I pulled on her nipples the more she enjoyed it, even though it must be hurting her.

She was riding me like mad now and her cunt juices were running down my shaft and over my balls. I was worried that we would stain the bed, but it was too late to stop now; she was insatiable.

"That's it! Oh yessss, I'm coming." She slammed her pussy down on my cock as her body shook and convulsed. I mashed her tits together and pushed my cock as deep as I could into her sodden cunt.

"Jesus, that was good," she said, coming back to reality.

"I think you'd better get off quick before we ruin the bed," I warned.

She jumped off but it was too late; a large pool of pussy juice had collected on the cover. She tried to clear it up using tissues while I stood there with my hard cock pointing outwards begging to be finished off.

"Oh, sweetie, you haven't come yet," she said, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "I can soon take care of that." She dropped to her knees and took my juice-covered cock into her mouth. "Hmmmmm," she groaned, licking her own cum of my shaft.

"You really are a sluttly little bitch, aren't you?" I said.

She looked up at me with those big blue eyes and took my entire length into her mouth, all the way to her throat. This girl really knew how to suck cock, and within minutes I was shooting my load. The first spurt went straight down her throat, then, pulling my cock free and resting the head on her lower lip, she let the next two jets land on her tongue before the last splattered her face.

She poked her cum-covered tongue out at me before swilling the spunk around her mouth and swallowing. Then she carefully wiped the spunk from her face and onto a finger before licking it clean. Then, with a big smile, she stood up and gave me a full French kiss, allowing me to taste the mixture of my own cum and her pussy juice. It was delicious.

"Well, that was a good show. Don't you think so, Alfred?"

We both froze. Looking over her shoulder, I saw two elderly men standing in front of an open mirror. "Who the hell are you?" I asked angrily.

"More to the point, old chap, who are you? This is my house and I don't take kindly to intruders."

"B-b-but I thought the house was empty. The agency said it was empty," Chloe spluttered, keeping her body pressed tight against mine.

"Ah yes, of course, the agency. Tell me, young lady, does the agency know what you get up to in other people’s houses?"

The other man, Alfred, was holding Chloe's skirt, jacket and blouse in his hands.

"May I have my clothes please?" Chloe asked.

"Oh, I don't know. I rather like you as you are. What do you think, Alfred?"

"Yes, my Lord, I think she looks very fetching."

"There you go you, see, Alfred and I think you look better as you are. Now you two wait there while Alfred calls the police."

"Police? What for?" I asked.

"Why, my dear chap, you enter my house, have sex with – I must say – a very beautiful lady, and ruin a very expensive bed cover. What else do you expect me to do?"

"Please, sir, I'm very sorry. Please don't call the police. We didn't mean any harm, and I'll get the cover cleaned, I promise."

"I'm sorry, my dear, but I’m afraid it's too late for apologies."

"Please,” Chloe pleaded. “Look, I'll do anything, just please don't call the police. I can't afford to lose my job."

"Well now, a beautiful young lady like you, offering to do anything for an old chap like me. I don't know, my dear, do you really mean anything?"

Chloe caught on fast. She stepped away from me and, standing with her hands on her hips, stared at the old boy. "Anything."

"ALFRED!" Lord Grenville shouted.

The manservant reappeared.

"Forget the police. I believe we have come to a compromise. Assuming of course your man friend here doesn't object."

"He's my husband. And no, he doesn't object. Do you, dear."

Like many men, I'd often fantasised about watching my lovely young wife being fucked by an older man, but now it was about to become a reality, my heart was in my mouth.

"Chloe, you don't have to."

She kissed me gently on the lips. "It's okay. Really,” she whispered. “Besides, he won't last long." She walked over to Lord Grenville and stood directly in front of him. "What would you like me to do?"

The old boy ran his hands over her tits, paying special attention to her swollen nipples. "Well now, from what I saw through our two-way mirror, I'd say you rather like this, don't you." He was squeezing her nipples harder now, and stretching them as though they were made of elastic.

Chloe's face was a picture of both pain and lust as the old man continued to roughly fondle her tits.

"Alfred, see if the young lady’s getting wet, there's a good chap."

Alfred ran his hand up Chloe's legs, obviously enjoying the feel of the silky pantyhose. On reaching her pussy, he inserted two fingers into her wet hole. "I'd say very wet, sir."

"You know, Alfred and I have been watching you ever since you entered the bedroom, and I must say, my dear, you are a truly beautiful and gifted young lady. Why not get on your knees and show me what you can do with those gorgeous lips."

Chloe knelt before him and undid his trousers, pulling both them and his underpants down to his knees. His old cock sprung out and I was pleased to see it was shorter than mine. Chloe started to suck it as the old boy stood there with a huge smile on his face.

"My. She is very good, isn't she." he said, delighted, turning to face me.

Chloe seemed to be enjoying herself and was really going to town on the old boy's cock. Holding her head steady, he started to fuck her mouth. "That's right, my dear,” he barked. “Oh yes! Oh yesssss!" He was now filling her mouth with his milky spunk and she was drinking every drop.

When he had finished, she licked his old cock from top to bottom, before standing up with a big satisfied grin on her face. "There, did you enjoy that?" she asked.

"Oh, yes, my dear. That was fantastic."

"Good. Can I have my clothes back now?"

"Not so fast, my dear. What about poor old Alfred here? We can't leave him out, now, can we?"

"What, you want me to suck him too?"

"Good lord, no. I want you to fuck him."

Chloe looked a little taken aback. It was one thing sucking some old boy’s cock, but Alfred was in his sixties, and she didn't look too keen on the idea of fucking him.

"Seems to me you don't really have much choice, my dear. But I'm sure you'll enjoy it. Alfred here is a very accomplished lover. Now, back on the bed, there’s a good girl."

Chloe climbed onto the bed and lay on her back. Boy, did she look sexy. Her tits were still hanging over the top of her bra, and her pussy was red and puffy from the fucking I'd given her.

Alfred stood by the bed and started to undress. For his age he looked extremely fit and lean. Chloe looked at me rather than him, and was making okay signs at me when Alfred removed his underwear. My jaw must have hit the floor. His cock was fucking enormous. It was completely flaccid but the dam thing still reached to just above his knees. Seeing the look on my face, Chloe turned to face him, too. Her mouth fell open and she just stared in disbelief.

"He's a big boy, isn't he," chuckled Lord Grenville. "Old Alfred here was a porn star in his younger days. You may have seen him; he's been in loads of movies, haven't you, old boy."

Alfred climbed onto the bed, his huge cock swinging about with a mind of its own. He dangled it over Chloe's face, allowing it to slap and stroke her cheeks and nose. Then it started to stiffen.

"In her mouth, old boy, in her mouth," Grenville ordered.

Alfred did as ordered and steered his cock towards Chloe's mouth. She automatically opened it and took about three inches straight in. As his cock grew erect, Chloe had trouble accommodating the huge girth and settled for using her tongue, running it up and down the shaft and around the bulbous head. Eventually, Alfred’s prick was rock hard and standing upright, pointing towards the ceiling.

"Don't worry, my dear, you'll soon get used to it. They all do."

Alfred climbed between Chloe's outstretched legs and rubbed the knob of his huge prick up and down her slit. We could hear the slurping noises as the swollen head squelched between her juicy cunt lips. Chloe propped herself up on her elbows so she could watch as the large cock opened her up and started to slide in. Alfred was being extremely careful and did his utmost not to hurt her. As the first five inches disappeared inside her docile body, Chloe lay back and closed her eyes.

"My God, he's so big," she groaned.

"That's what they all say. But don't worry, my dear, once you’re used to it you'll love it. Trust me," smiled Grenville.

We both stood and watched as Alfred slowly inched his monster up my wife's tight cunt, taking his time and making sure to keep it well lubricated. Chloe was doing her bit by having mini orgasms every now and then, coating his prick with pussy juice. With her legs wrapped around his backside, he slowly but surely pushed in until he was completely home. Now he started in earnest. Long, slow strokes, followed by a few minutes of frenzied fucking, had Chloe screaming for more.

"Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me hard!"

He did, and she came again and again. He certainly had staying power.

"Hang on, old chap. Let's put her on all fours. Give us all something to play with," Grenville suggested.

There was a loud squelch as Alfred pulled out, causing Chloe to complain. She soon stopped, though, when she realised what was going on. Kneeling on the bed, she wiggled her beautiful round arse in his direction, just begging him to shove it back up her. Holding her hips, he did just that. Only this time he shoved it straight in. Holding on tight to steady himself, the old boy fucked her real hard, making her cum time and time again.

"Give her something to suck on," Lord Grenville said to me.

I stood by her head and she immediately took my entire length into her mouth and sucked greedily on my hard cock. Lord Grenville grabbed her nipples and started tugging harshly on them, stretching them out before letting them go to twang back into her soft titty flesh.

My cock felt like it was in a vacuum cleaner. With her tongue running around the head and the sight of the two old boys mauling her body, I just couldn't hold back. It was the strongest orgasm I've ever had, as spurt after spurt entered her throat. She continued to suck until the feeling was so intense I thought I would faint. Alfred was grunting as he too filled my wife's lovely cunt with his seed, holding her hips as he held himself in deep. When he finished, Chloe fell forward onto the bed, spunk running from her fuck-hole onto the cover, soiling it for a second time.

"Bravo! Good show, old boy," Lord Grenville said, slapping Alfred on the back. "Just like the old days, eh? I think she enjoyed that, don't you?" he said, running his hand across Chloe's voluptuous backside. "Bathroom's through there. Oh, and don't worry about the bedspread. Looks like Alfred has made a mess too."

I led Chloe to the bathroom and helped her clean up before we both got dressed. She was very quiet the whole time.

"Are you all right?" I asked.

"You still love me, don't you?" she replied, her big blue eyes full of tears.

"Love you. Sweetheart, of course I do." I wrapped her trembling body in my arms, feeling the heat from her tits as they crushed into my chest.

"And you don't mind that I just fucked and sucked two old men?"

"That last one was some old man. I've never seen a prick that big before. Anyway, you sure seemed to enjoy it." I put my hand up her skirt and felt her wet pussy. As I brushed my fingers over her clit, she trembled as yet another small orgasm hit her. "You really did enjoy it, didn't you? Would you like some more of Alfred’s cock?" I asked.

She looked straight at me. "Do you want me to?" she replied.

"Only if I can watched and join in."

"Good. Lets go make a another stain; this time on the carpet."


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