The Big House - part 1

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My name is Pam 35 and recently divorced. He pissed off with a 17 year old.
We had a active sex life, nothing too racy, oral and intercourse. Sometimes a bit of anal play but just a finger or tongue. I wanted to go further but Jeff was far too prudish to even think about it.
The house I live in is far too large for me alone so I decided to sell up and down size.
A friend said I could use their cottage in the country until I got something else.
I arranged for the furniture to go into storage and I loaded my car and drove two hours or so to my temporary home.
I am an early bird and arrived in the village before the shop had opened.

I will tell you something about myself.
I am 5' 6" tall. I have short black hair 34C breasts, quite slim and I think a large bottom.
I write children's books and some erotic stories, nothing too hard, just M/F, F/F and occasionally gay male stoties.
I earn a living that pays the bills and some left over for fun.

I was sat on a bench waiting for the shop to open when a large SUV zoomed into the space next to my little car.
A tall guy climbed out, dressed in a pale pink shirt unbuttoned to the navel and the tightest pair of jeans I had ever seen on a man. He was tall very tall and has he walked towards me, his blonde hair all dishevelled I started to panic.
Such a beautiful day made even better from seeing you he said.
I tried to stand up but my legs wouldn't work. No, remain seated, may I join you he asked?
My mouth was dry so I just indicated to the space beside me.
He held his hand out and introduced himself as Peter. I gave him my hand and replied Pam. He kissed my hand and said that it was such a pleasure to be in the presence of a goddess.
I went bright red and giggled like a school girl.
He sat down and asked me what I was doing here? I told him and he listened without comment to my story. All the time he stroked the palm of my hand.
I wished I put a bra on now, my nipples were visible through the thin material of my cheap T shirt. Thank God I had put my granny knickers on because my pussy was soaking.

The shop opened and we stood up. After you Peter said and his hand touched the small of my back. I shivered.

Morning Alice he said to the old lady behind the counter. How's my favourite girlfriend? Same as usual she replied.
Is it lace panties or a thong today babe? Oh Peter you know I never wear anything until you have been. They both laughed and he learned over the counter and gave her a kiss.

I selected bread, butter, milk, cheese and a small box of cereal. I had tea bags in the car.
Peter bought several newspapers and a bar of chocolate.
We went out side after saying goodbye to Alice. I put my shopping in the car and thanked Peter for his company.
Pam why don't you join me for breakfast at the house? I live in Mifford House but all the locals call it The House.
No I'll be fine I said, I need to unpack my things and get settled in.
I insist he said. I will help you unload and then to the house for breakfast. I will phone cook to prepare another place for you.
Cook? He must be loaded I thought. Croissants, Continental or full English he asked? What ever you choose I replied, I'm easy.
I hope he didn't think I was saying I that I was an easy fuck. But yes I would I said to myself in the car on the way to the cottage.

We arrived and I took the purchases from the car and walked up the path and into the cottage. It was small with low ceilings and a log fire.
As I put the items in the fridge, Peter came in with my box of ornaments and put them on the table. We carried more things in and I started to unpack a few bits.
Suddenly I realised that the paper Primark bag was still in the car so I went to get it. Too late, as I got to the front door Peter was just starting to walk up the path with it.
The bottom fell out of it and the contents spilled out all over the place.
My underwear and several sex toys were just lying there. I just wanted to die. I screamed and ran out and started picking up my underwear. Peter being male collected the toys, my Rampant Rabbit, butt plugs a the 18" double dildo. He licked each one and said tasty.
I threw it all in the lounge and and said breakfast.

We got into his huge beast of a car and he drove along the narrow roads to the house.
Jayne will be so glad to see you he said.
Jayne? Who the fuck is she I thought? Sorry Peter said, I forgot to mention my wife. That was my chance of getting a good fuck I said under my breath.

We turned off the road and onto the longest driveway I had ever seen in my life. Deer roamed on one side while horses grazed on the other.
After what seemed forever we arrived at the 'house'. It was massive with peacocks strutting about. I climbed out and a servant came and drove the car away.
Come Pam Peter said and held my hand as we entered the house.

A huge double sweeping staircase was in reception area. We walked onto a long room, the walls covered with huge portraits of what I assumed to be Peter's ancestors. Jayne darling we have a guest for breakfast.
Suddenly I heard a clicking sound and from a side room emerged an extremely tall woman wearing what looked like a leather thong, nothing else. Two massive Doberman s walked by her side in perfect step with her.
She very large breasts that wobbled slightly as she moved. Her blonde hair was piled on top of her head in a scruffy fashion. her legs went on for ever, she must have been 6 foot tall at least.

This is Pam babe Peter said. She walked up to me, her bodyguards came with her. Pleased to meet you Pamela she said in such a sexy voice my pussy started to trickle again.
She patted the dogs on their heads and they lay down. She bent down slightly and kissed me full on my lips. Exquisite she whispered you are perfect Pamela and she licked my nose.
Breakfast will be served on the terrace in a few minutes so lets proceed outside.
I turned to look at Peter an was shocked. He had removed all his clothes apart from a well filled leather pouch.
What the fuck is going on here I thought?

I followed Jayne and her guards, her butt cheeks quivered as she walked. I was so sexy. Peter put his hand on my bum and whispered are you OK with nudity? Yes I said, I write about sex all the time. Good he replied.

We arrived on the terrace, several servants were busying themselves with setting the table. We sat and a young girl came and placed napkins on our laps. She made a lot of care of Peter's napkin, I'm sure rubbed Peter's cock.

Pamela darling are you going to sit there fully dressed or do you want to get some of the morning sunshine Jayne asked?
Sorry I said, I didn't know it was a naked breakfast session.
We are not naked Peter said but it can be arranged he chuckled.
I removed my top and they both complimented me on my breasts. I blushed slightly.
I stood up and removed my shorts showing them my granny knickers.
Jayne and Peter burst out laughing, I had never felt so embarrassed in my life.
I quickly sat down and buried my head in my hands. I know I was bright red.
Our mother and grandmother never wore anything that big did they Peter darling. No never he replied, stifling his giggles.
I looked up at them and cogs started to whirl in my head. Did I just ear correctly their mother and grandmother? No I think Jayne got it mixed up with her parents and Peter's parents.
Jayne clicked her fingers and the girl went to her. She whispered something and the girl hurried away.
Pamela please remove them, they are making me feel nauseous. I stood up and started to take them off when Jayne said go. The huge dogs sprinted round the table to me.
As I stepped out of them and stood up one went behind me and the other put it's nose right near my pussy. I froze because I hate dogs. My hands went down to protect my pussy and bottom. I could feel the warm breath of the dogs on my hands.
Pam baby Peter said, they will not harm you, they just want to smell your odour so they will recognise you as a friend. Jayne gave him the glance of death.

I slowly lifted my hands and both dogs gingerly licked my pussy and bum crack.
God it felt nice so I opened my legs slightly. They tongues travelled closer to my sensitive slit and arsehole. My legs opened on their own now, I was powerless to prevent the intruders from stopping their invasion.
The dog that was assaulting my bottom was struggling to get right into my arse crack, I needed him to touch my hole so I reached and spread my cheeks.
As if they were both on the same wave length, their tongues entered my most sacred of places. I squealed but the dogs just carried on.
I closed my eyes and shouted FUCK YES, my body was shaking a orgasm after orgasm washed over me.

Now Jayne said and the dogs ran back and sat on each side of her.
I was a trembling wreck, I opened my eyes and grabbed the back of my chair.
Sobbing uncontrollably I was trying hard to think and calm down.

My boys are good Jayne said with a hint of pride in her voice. Yes I gasped, very good.
They like you Peter said and I looked over at them, their tongues sticking out of the side of their mouths, they looked like they had a satisfied grin on their faces.

The girl came up to me, would madam like me to clean her up a little she asked?
I turned and said yes fine. She took what looked like a sanitising lotion from her pocket and knelt on the floor. She put some on her fingers and gently applied it to my pussy. I gave out a low moan as her fingers travelled along my pussy crack occasionally worming their way inside me while her thumb polished my aching clit.
She removed her hand and gently wiped my pussy dry with a warm towel then she helped me turn around.
She gave my arse the same treatment except she put her middle and index fingers into hole I squirted like I was peeing.

I love watching women make other women squirt Peter said.

The girl took a miniscule piece of gold cloth from her pocket and opened it. It was the smallest thong I had ever seen. She held the cloth against my clit pulled the gold string under my legs and up my arse crack. She let go of the cloth, that was moulded to my pussy and deftly tied the strings high up on my hips.

She picked up my shirt and shorts and folded them over her arm. She then picked up my knickers between her finger and thumb and holding them at arms length she walked into the house.
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