Samuel
Margaret Travis is a hard working estate agent. Her insatiable desire to excel in business has always made romance difficult. Now that she is successful and living comfortably she desires to give something back to the world. The year is 1988. It is a beautiful morning and she is leafing through a magazine before her afternoon run.
Margaret leafs through a magazine discouraged by the depressing world news.
She wishes there was some way that she could do something, but she is a busy woman and has to devote most of her time to her career.
She reads an article called "The State of the World's Children" detailing how nine hundred million people in third world nations, mostly women and children, suffered because their countries used essential resources to repay debts to bankers in industrialized nations.
"Oh well," she thinks. "What can I do.... Hang on, what's this?"
She reads: "For as little as £2 a month you can sponsor a child in Uganda."
"Where is Uganda," she wonders. She feels fairly certain it's in Africa.
"No matter," she thinks. "I'm sure they could use the money wherever they are."
Margaret fills in the form to have the money debited directly from her account every month.
Margaret heads outside for her jog with the charity form in her hand.
She feels a sense of elation at finally doing something good for the world that isn't focused on her own needs.
She thinks, "If only I could fill out a form and pay a small fee for a husband."
"No matter," she sighs. "Mr. Right will come along when the time is right."
For now she is happy to have just done something out of good will.
"I hope some girl or boy's life in one of those nasty third world countries can improve through my little help," she muses.
The instant she begins to run she forgets the donation and she reverts back to considering the business that needs attending to for the afternoon.
Fourteen years pass quickly for Margaret. She has had plenty of heartbreak and considerable financial success. Now, in the present, she has finally retired to a luxurious country townhouse.
Margaret has settled down for the evening to read a trashy novel in the comfort of her palatial home.
It has almost been a year since she separated from the man she had planned to marry. And, apart from a few hot afternoons with the pool man, her voracious sexual appetite hasn't been satiated.
Margaret wonders how to delay travelling up to her bedroom that evening and getting into that cold, lonely bed.
Her servant, Janet, enters with her nightly glass of warm cocoa.
"Good evening Ma'am," Janet says flatly.
"Thank you Janet," Margaret says warmly. She envies this girl her youth and beauty. If only she had the benefit of all this luxury when she was younger...
"If you don't need anything else, I'll be going Ma'am," Janet says obediently.
“You don’t fancy spending an evening with me do you?” Margaret inquires. “We could watch a video.”
“I’m sorry Ma’am,” Janet apologizes. “But I have an evening class that I’ll be late for if I stay any longer.” Margaret smiles and says, “Oh yes, very well then. See you tomorrow.”
Janet leaves Margaret in her solitude after wishing her goodnight.
Margaret sips her cocoa and reads, but can’t focus on the story. “I’m cosy,” she thinks. “But there is something more I want...”
Her thoughts are interrupted by a sharp knock at the door.
"Who could that be at this hour?" she wonders.
Margaret never gets visitors this late in the evening.
The knocking persists. "Why don't they use the doorbell?" she wonders.
A young black man bursts through the door and bows slightly, "Are you Aunty Margaret Travis?"
As soon as Margaret gives a surprised "Well yes, I am Ms. Travis" the strange man wraps his arms around her tightly.
"Now just a minute young man," Margaret says in astonishment. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"It's me!" he says happily. Margaret looks at him curiously. She's never seen him before in her life. "Sammy... Samuel.... From Uganda," he continues.
Margaret looks down to see a bag with him. Whatever is this young man on about?
"When I was a little boy my parents died," Samuel says. "I didn't have anyone. I was starving. They told me my Aunty Margaret in England sent money."
"Oh my god!" Margaret exclaims suddenly remembering the donation she spontaneously made and then forgot.
“I’ve come here to England to make my fortune and thank you Aunty Margaret,” he says excitedly.
“You intend to stay here?” Margaret asks in surprise. He nods vigorously. She is in such shock she can’t think properly. “Well, you must be hungry,” she says.
Margaret watches bewildered as the young man gulps down several finger sandwiches left over from the tea Janet prepared in the afternoon.
“Obviously he can’t stay with me,” she thinks. “It’s not proper.” Samuel takes a hesitant sip of the milk then tips the glass eagerly back.
Samuel downs the entire glass of milk in seconds. “It is nice having such hungry company for the evening at least,” she reasons.
“You say your parents are.. dead?” Margaret timidly inquires.
“They were lost in the fire,” he replies mysteriously. “I have no one... only you.”
“You poor thing,” Margaret says sympathetically. “But you have to understand that I only meant to...” Her voice breaks off uncertain.
“Yes Aunty Margaret?” he asks with sad piteous eyes.
“Oh stuff it,” she thinks. “There’s no harm in letting him stay here.“ She moves to tenderly clasp his hand, but notices instantly how soiled his clothes are.
Then her nostrils fill with a putrid odour that she hadn’t realized was there because she was in a state of shock.
“You must have had a long trip,” she sighs. “I'm sure you are tired and... filthy.”
Samuel's utter lack of hygiene overwhelms her. “You can certainly stay here the night,” she says. “But I’m afraid you will have to bathe before you touch anything else.”
When Margaret Travis made a random act of charity many years ago, she never dreamed it would one day produce a man at her door. The Ugandan child she has sponsored is now fully grown and has travelled to England to thank her and find his fortune. But, for the moment, Margaret has noticed an unpleasant odour emanating from him that she needs to do something about.
"I'm sorry. I don't mean to insult you," Margaret says uncertain how to behave toward her new unexpected guest. "But, before I take you up to where you can sleep, do you mind if I show you the bathroom so you can bathe?"
"Bathe?" he asks uncertainly. Obviously he hasn't noticed any sweaty odour on himself.
"I'll do whatever you say Aunty Margaret," Samuel says trying to be as obliging as possible.
Despite Samuel's obvious adoration for this woman he's never met, he is timid and shy around her. Margaret has to physically lead him to the bathroom.
"Here we are," Margaret says sweetly. "I hope this will be sufficient. I don't know what kind of facilities you are used to."
"Please feel free to use any of the soap or sponges available," she continues. Samuel looks curiously at the ornate bathroom.
Margaret suddenly realises that he may not be familiar with baths or plumbing at all. The conditions he has come from are a mystery. "You do know how to use the bath, don't you?" she asks nervously.
"I'm sorry I..." Samuel looks at her helplessly.
Margaret reasons that she can just draw his bath for him and he will be able to figure out what to do. She turns on the hot water tap.
Samuel looks at the bath with interest, but is uncertain what he should do. He looks questioningly at Margaret.
It's obvious to Margaret that he has no idea what to do. She doesn't know what to do. She can't stand letting him remain in her house smelling the way he does, but she can't throw him out on the street.
"Don't worry," she says sympathetically. "Just take your clothes off, jump in the bath and soap yourself off."
Samuel stares at her shyly wondering what he should do. He knows this must be some English custom to welcome him, but doesn't know how he is meant to respond.
"It's very therapeutic," Margaret assures him. This only confuses him more and now he won’t even meet her eye. Should she possibly take matters into her own hands and just bathe him herself? Surely it isn’t proper, but there isn’t anyone there to judge her and what other choice does she have?
“Alright,” she gulps. “Let me help you get these off and then you can finish bathing yourself.” Her trembling hands lift off his shirt.
Samuel obediently allows her to do what she wants removing his warm top. Margaret can’t believe she is doing this! Who would have thought a respectable woman such as she would be stripping a strange young man in the seclusion of her home?
They don’t say anything to each other as she removes his clothes and this silence fills the room enhancing Margaret’s tension. She clumsily undoes his buttons, but finds the task difficult. When was the last time she assisted a man in removing his shirt? It’s been so long since she’s been this intimate with a man.
Margaret shrugs off a wave of erotic anticipation that sweeps over her body and tries to concentrate on the task at hand. Samuel looks down sweetly. He’s completely passive to whatever she wishes to do to him.
Margaret holds her breath when she sees Samuel’s firm chest in full view.
Margaret’s body quivers with excitement seeing Samuel’s exposed naked upper body. He is much more muscular than she expected. He seems to her like an athlete you would see in an Olympic sport.
Margaret can’t help herself from exclaiming, “You look like a healthy young man, don’t you?” Samuel looks down shyly. She instinctively reaches out to comfort him and thinks she ought to stop herself, but dares to continue by warmly touching his shoulder.
“Has anyone told you what a handsome young man you are?” Margaret quietly asks. Samuel looks up at her with a tight, proud smile on his face. He’s glad he has pleased his benefactor.
Margaret takes a deep breath in and bends down to untie his shoes.
She looks uncertainly at him. Should she just pull down his trousers as well? Her heart is beating a mile a minute.
With her strong fingers she unclasps his trousers. The thrilling excitement of taking care of this young obedient man fills her.
Ever so delicately she opens up his trousers. He’s like a beautiful new present, all for her.
Margaret swallows hard when she sees his tightly contained package. His dick must be enormous she thinks contemplating his bulge.
She knows it is inappropriate, but she cannot help looking at his dick pressing against the thin fabric of those little underpants. She makes herself avert her gaze.
“There now,” she whispers. “You can do the rest, can’t you?”
Samuel looks down in confusion.
He looks entreatingly into her eyes wondering what he should do.
Margaret looks down at his skimpy blue pants. He looks like he really doesn’t mind if she just continues on and strips those down too!
“Now Samuel,” Margaret says sweetly. “Take these off as well so we can wash your whole body.” She doesn’t allow her confident voice to betray how nervous she is.
Margaret reaches toward him and digs her fingers beneath the waistband of his pants. She feels incredibly light-headed from this new thrill.
Samuel passively waits for her to do as she likes.
Margaret can’t believe she is doing this, but here it goes...
She audibly gasps seeing the size of his enormous dick.
Even as she is drawing down his tight pants his penis springs up in excitement.
“Oh Samuel,” she breathes softly eyeing his enormous dick.
Her brain keeps telling her to look away, but her eyes are focused fully on his aroused sex.
Margaret leans back against the bath looking intensely at the fully naked man.
Her heart beats quickly. It feels like she is being observed and judged for taking such charge of this strange man.
Samuel looks at her innocently unsure what is supposed to happen next. He would do anything for this kind woman.
“Yes you are very dirty,” she says eyeing his full cock.
“Please get in the tub Samuel,” she says maternally.
He looks questioningly at her. She must take his hand and help him in.
Samuel splashes in the tub confused. “Damn that hot water tank,” Margaret thinks. She’s not able to fill up the tub with enough hot water. For weeks she has been meaning to get it fixed.
“I think I have to just sponge you off Samuel,” Margaret says. He nods and waits for her to take action.
Margaret carefully wets the sponge and rubs it with soap. She determines to not let her anxiety over whether this is correct or not hinder her pleasure.
The truth is she was lonely that evening and here is a passive naked man to help her pleasurably pass the time.
Margaret takes a deep breath in and prepares to wipe the naked man down.
She rubs soap all over his hard chest. Suddenly she is overtaken by an incredibly strong sexual desire for him.
She lifts his arm and rubs beneath it. “He’s beautiful,” she thinks. “And he’s mine!”
She delights in rubbing the richly scented soap over the thick dark hair under his arms.
Her approach becomes rigorous like a mother or nurse.
She rubs him over with the soap feeling completely justified in handling his body however she wishes.
Margaret’s confidence wanes as she brushes his thigh over.
Her hand feels so close to his dick. She knows she could just reach out and grab it if she wished.
The strokes she uses to clean him become slower and more deliberate as she looks tensely at his hanging penis.
Margaret’s hand rubs around to the inside of his thick muscular thigh.
Samuel looks down curiously pleased at the loving welcome he is receiving.
He only hopes that he isn’t a burden to his beloved benefactor.
Very gently, she pushes the sponge between his thighs and wipes up.
The soft sponges pushes up against his balls and her thumb brushes the tip of his dick. Margaret is dizzy with excitement.
She looks uncertainly up into his face, but Samuel only looks mildly curious about her actions.
The sensation of brushing his hard body with her soft sponge is glorious.
She brushes up and down his cock and balls.
Margaret is overcome by a powerful urge to just take hold of his cock and feel it’s thick texture.
Her trembling hand takes hold of this tip of his cock. “How good it feels to handle a man again,” she thinks.
“My friends would never believe I was capable of this,” she considers proudly.
“This isn’t so bad, is it?,” she says quietly. "There is a little leaking out of the tip."
Bravely she draws back his foreskin to reveal his oozing bright cockhead.
She brushes the tip of it with the soft sponge while holding the weight of his cock in her hand.
“He looks pleased with this,” she thinks. “It isn’t wrong.”
Samuel thinks it is delightful being taken care of so lovingly.
“There now,” Margaret sighs happily. “All clean. Would you mind turning around so I can do your back now?”
Samuel obediently turns around and kneels. Only the sound of splashing water fills the room.
Margaret rubs his back over with the warm frothy sponge.
It feels easy touching his body now like it is just an extension of her own.
The more she looks at it, the more she wants to touch it and see the how the beautiful soapy water courses over his manly body.
Margaret giggles inwardly as the sponge moves down to his ass cheeks.
She pushes the sponge down into the groove of his ass crack.
Margaret rubs the warm water over his ass. It feels like it’s more permissible to look at him when he isn’t watching her.
“You’re a very good boy Samuel,” she says. “I’m almost done.”
Samuel waits patiently for her to finish, but loves the feeling of her rubbing him all over.
“Now stand please,” Margaret says confidently. She washes out the sponge to drip clean water over him and rinse him off.
“Isn’t it refreshing to feel clean, like new?,” she chirps happily.
“Yes thank you,” Samuel answers quietly.
Margaret helps him out of the tub to dry off.
“I’ll get a towel and rub you off so you don’t get chilled,” Margaret says.
Quickly she grabs a towel and brushes him briskly off.
Margaret is glad to take such control of him. Now that he is scrubbed clean he feels like a shiny new toy that she can play with all she wishes.
She bends down to wipe dry his muscular thighs and take another comforting look at his limp penis.
“You must have been a long day,” Margaret says. “I’ll get you some bedclothes and show you somewhere you can sleep.”
She takes care in rubbing dry his penis with the soft towel.
“There we are,” she sighs. “All dry.”
She rushes to her wardrobe to find the pyjamas that her ex-fiancé left behind when he left.
“I think these will fit you fine,” she says happily.
Samuel stands slightly shivering with the towel draped around his naked body. He nods wondering what could happen next in this strange new country.
Margaret Travis' evening has certainly improved from her plan of spending a dull night in reading her romance novel. Now that Samuel has arrived and she has given him an intimate bath, she is thrilled to have a man back in her life. This young man is so agreeable and happy to let her do whatever she likes with his body she wonders if she will be able to prevent her unspoken desires from spilling out.
Margaret loves watching the sexy young man put on her ex's old sleepwear.
She thinks he looks far more attractive in them than he ever did.
"A bit big maybe, but you look adorable in them," she says obviously embarrassing him.
"If you need anything at all during the night you be sure to let me know," Margaret says kindly.
"Give me a goodnight kiss now darling," she sighs. Samuel leans in and gives her a quick peck on the cheek.
Samuel snuggles right into the luxurious bed exhausted from his travelling and relaxing bath. Margaret thinks he looks so lovely that she leans down and plants a kiss on his cheek as well.
Samuel closes his eyes completely content. He is enamoured with his Aunt Margaret. She is more than he ever dreamed she would be.
"Sweet dreams dear," Margaret says. "And welcome to England!"
Margaret shuts the door and gasps for breath. She can't believe that this is actually happening. What will Janet think when she finds a black man in the guest room tomorrow? "Nevermind," she thinks. "I've worked hard all my life. Now it's time for me to have a bit of fun."
Margaret's dreams are filled with enormous dark panthers. The animals crowd around her, but she isn't afraid. Instead, she has an incredible desire to touch them. She feels their beautiful bodies all over and leans down to lick the sweaty hidden areas between their legs.
She moans with delight with these erotic fantasies playing out in her head.
Margaret wakes with a start.
For a moment she wonders if her experience with Samuel really happened last night. It did all really happen. She has a handsome young man all to herself!
"Good morning Samuel," Margaret says warmly slightly surprised to see him already eating his breakfast. "Are you feeling well?"
Samuel nods and digs his spoon into his corn flakes.
"Good morning Ma'am," Janet says carrying in a jug of milk. "I hope you don't mind I prepared breakfast for your nephew as he was up and about when I arrived."
Margaret is filled with terror. What must her servant think of her having this strange black man in her house. "Oh, you see..." she begins and is uncertain what to say. Well, she reasons, it's my house. I can do what I want. "Yes, this is my nephew. He will probably be staying with us for a few days at least."
Janet thinks this is very curious but she keeps her thoughts to herself.
"Samuel has had such a hard life growing up in Uganda, haven't you?" Margaret says looking fondly upon the young man.
Samuel nods and lets out a loud, unexpected burp.
Margaret brushes aside his breach of manners and asks, "Samuel, what do you plan on doing here in England?"
"Remember Ma'am, we could use some help in the house," Janet interjects. "With the other maid leaving it has been difficult for me to keep everything in order."
Samuel eagerly nods, "I want to stay with you Auntie Margaret."
"That's a very interesting idea," Margaret replies. "I'll have to think about it." She wonders if it would be proper keeping this "nephew" in her house cleaning for her.
"I would certainly appreciate the help," Janet says flatly.
"Well we'll have a talk and see what would be best for my nephew," Margaret replies.
Janet stands by the door attentively watching the curious couple eat their breakfast.
The doorbell rings. Janet jumps slightly and says, "I'll get the door Ma'am."
"This has all happened quite quickly Samuel," Margaret says. "And you must realise that in England we have to live by different social rules."
Samuel looks at her curiously. "Some people may think it improper for a woman of my age to suddenly take a man of your age into my house," Margaret continues.
"A Mr. Jacob to see you Ma'am," Janet announces.
Janet is fascinated by the sudden appearance of these young men to this lonely woman's house.
"What are you doing here?" Samuel asks in shock. He hasn't raised his voice this loud since arriving.
"Lumu ensolo zawakana okudduka nti anasooka okutuka kuntebe gyezali zitadewo yanaba omufuzi. I've come here to take you back home," Jacob says.
"Auntie and Uncle were worried when you disappeared," he continues.
“Excuse me, what is going on here?” Margaret asks. “Do you mean to tell me Samuel has a family?”
“Of course he does,” Jacob answers. “I’m his brother.”
“We’re quite poor and when Sammy here finally scraped enough money together to buy a plane ticket he flew straight here,” Jacob explains.
“What are you talking about?” Samuel exclaims. “They wanted me to come here. They wanted me to meet Auntie Margaret!”
“What lies he tells,” Jacob laughs.
“For some reason, I think I believe you more,” Margaret says shrewdly.
“It’s going to be difficult getting back home,” Jacob sighs. “I have hardly any money left.”
“I’m sorry Sammy has come here and bothered you.”
Margaret laughs, “You mean to tell me you’ve both come all the way to England and you want to turn around and fly straight back home?”
Margaret detects another golden opportunity, “You look awfully tired and dirty.”
“I was just going to see Samuel up to the bath for a morning wash. Perhaps you would like to come and freshen up as well?”
“I don’t know what to say Miss,” Jacob shyly says.
“Janet, I don’t think I’ll need you for the rest of the day with these two big strong men around,” Margaret says excitedly.
Janet looks sceptically at them all. Something strange is going on here.
“You take the afternoon off and see a show,” Margaret says. “A hard working girl like you deserves some rest and relaxation.”
“Whatever you say Ma’am,” Janet replies suspiciously.
“Now boys,” Margaret says with excitement. “Let’s all go up to the bathroom and get washed up.”
“I don’t want to be of any trouble,” Jacob says timidly. “We’ve intruded upon you.”
“Nonsense,” Margaret says leading them out with a flourish. “You both deserve a proper welcome to our country.”
“Now don’t be shy,” Margaret says pulling up Jacob’s jumper. “I’m happy to help out some weary travelling men.”
Margaret is surprised at how confident she has become. It feels so natural and healthy to be handling these men so intimately.
Samuel remains as docile as he was the day before when she pulls his trousers down.
“You see,” Margaret says. “There is nothing to be shy about. It is perfectly natural.”
Margaret’s body quakes with desire from handling these strong men so easily.
Margaret muses that well-endowed men must run in the family from the tantalizing outline of his pants.
Her hands tremble as she grips the rims of his pants and stares at his large bulge.
His thick dick falls out and Margaret goes light-headed with excitement.
“You and your brother are so... healthy!” Margaret smiles brightly.
“And you are very beautiful,” Jacob confidently says while looking down at her seductively.
Margaret feels like she is about to faint. “Thank you. Now climb into the tub and I’ll help scrub you off.”
“This warm water must feel so good after your long journey,” Margaret says contently rubbing soapy water over his chest.
The smell of the men fills Margaret’s nostrils and she is overcome by desire.
“Let’s wash your brother off now,” Margaret says. “I think he found it very hot and sweaty in that guest bedroom all night.”
Janet has gathered her purse and is just about to leave when the doorbell rings.
“Good morning Janet,” Sally, Margaret’s niece says. “Is my aunt here?” Sally asks.
Sally chats on to the uncaring Janet about a new clothing shop she is excited about taking her wealthy and generous Aunt Margaret to see with her.
“I’m hoping Auntie Margaret will get me a new dress for my date this weekend,” Sally says.
“Madam is in, but she is seeing to some strange men who have just appeared,” Janet explains. "I believe they are relations of yours."
“Relations?” Sally asks curiously. “I’m not aware of what men you could be speaking of?”
“Well she says they are her nephews, but that is Madam’s business,” Janet shrugs.
Janet walks out of the house indifferently leaving a perplexed Sally in the hallway.
Sally waits patiently for Margaret to come down.
She is completely confused. She has no brothers and no cousins who Margaret could be seeing now.
Instinctually, she feels threatened that someone may be trying to move in upon the inheritance she is counting on receiving from Margaret.
Sally mindlessly fingers objects around the house wondering what could be happening upstairs.
Samuel and Jacob have got a little rowdy in the bathtub and begun wildly splashing each other.
The sound of splashing comes from upstairs and Sally can’t stand waiting any longer.
“Take that,” Jacob yells splashing a great wave of soapy water upon Samuel. They laugh hysterically as Margaret watches on.
“Now boys calm down,” Margaret says lovingly. “You’ll get the bathroom soaked.”
“If you continue to be naughty,” Margaret playfully chastises them, “I’m going to have to think of some way to punish you.”
Margaret's pleasure in handling her surprise guest has doubled with the arrival of Samuel's brother Jacob. She decides to take the two muscular young men up to the bathroom for a thorough morning wash. While she's revelling in her newfound pleasure in handling two submissive men, Margaret's niece Sally shows up for a visit to discover that her aunt has hidden interests she never dreamed of.
Intensely curious, Sally follows the sound of splashing and her aunt's laughter up the stairs.
As quietly as she can, Sally approaches the door where the noise is coming from.
"What on Earth can Margaret be up to?" she wonders softly easing the door open enough so that she can peek inside.
Sally listens for a moment. The sound of men giggling is audible as well as her aunt's soft voice saying, "That's enough. Out of the tub and I'll dry you two off."
"You boys certainly get rowdy when you're together, don't you?" Margaret asks rubbing the soft cotton towel over their naked bodies. The boys nod shyly in agreement.
It is a completely different experience drying Jacob instead of his timid brother Samuel. Jacob intuitively knows that Margaret's actions aren't as pure as they seem. Especially when she casually rubs dry his thick cock.
Immediately, Jacob's cock starts thickening. "Oh dear, what are we going to do about this?" Margaret asks sweetly.
"You know," Jacob says plainly. Obviously he is much more experienced than his brother and openly enjoys the situation of having his naked body cared for by this posh woman.
Samuel watches curiously as Margaret and Jacob share a smile while she strokes his hardening cock.
Jacob guides her hand along not afraid to indicate what he wants. "That's right," he says.
Samuel grows jealous watching his Aunty Margaret favour his brother. Jacob has always been luckier than him.
Margaret watches his aching cock with wonder. Her lust for seeing men naked and enjoying their bodies rushes to the surface after years of keeping it politely hidden.
She takes a better handle of his cock. It is ripening so quickly in her hand she wonders if he'll explode right there before her eyes.
Jacob confidently takes hold of her hand and guides it toward Samuel's cock. "Cheeky," Margaret laughs. "But what a considerate brother you are!"
Samuel shivers with excitement when Margaret's hand clasps his dick. He feels strong and manly like his older brother.
Margaret strokes both their cocks. She is overcome by the pleasure their slick clean cocks give her.
"You boys feel so excited," Margaret smiles. "I wonder which one of you will climax first."
Margaret loves that these well-endowed men have just fallen into her life unbidden, giving her something she didn't realise she needed.
She weighs up each of their cocks in her hands wondering at the family resemblance.
This transgression into a sexual fantasy feels right after years of working so hard to reach the economic and social status she currently enjoys.
"Why should a woman like me who has worked this much to get where I am be bound by the norms of society?" she wonders stroking both of their large dicks.
When she wraps her hands around their veiny cocks and pulls harder they both groan with pleasure.
Each of the men move their hips with the rhythm of her jerking and murmur some unintelligible words.
Margaret sighs realising that both of the men are close to orgasm. Her excitement increases knowing this. She moans.
Sally has been gazing upon this strange scene since the noises of pleasure began. She tipped the door open enough to see her aunt sitting and yanking on two strange men.
The brothers come at the same time. The smouldering desire Margaret has felt for these two men erupts into a blazing flame inside her. She cries aloud in excitement, “Yes!”
Sally’s mouth goes wide in amazement. She never dreamed her demure, spinster aunty could do anything like this.
Margaret pulls at their cocks in a feverish pace emptying their balls of the rich white semen. She gazes at the glorious spray like nothing she has seen before.
Sally can’t help laughing, but not because the scene is funny. She is just reeling from shock.
Margaret opens and closes her legs enjoying the ecstasy of her men as they ejaculate all over her bathroom.
Sally sneaks back downstairs unnoticed by the others.
She doesn’t know what her aunt is doing with these two strange men, but she intends to use this knowledge for her own purposes.
Twenty minutes later Margaret walks downstairs drying her hands and makes the startling discovery her niece Sally is there calmly flipping through a magazine.
“Good afternoon Aunt Margaret,” Sally says with a knowing glance at her aunt. “I hope you don’t mind, but Janet let me in. She said you were taking a bath and I thought I would wait for you to finish.”
“Do you mean to say you’ve been waiting down here for the past hour?” Margaret says with fear. She wonders if she heard anything of what just happened up there.
“Yes, but I’m in no rush,” Sally says calmly. “I was just going to spend a lazy day shopping and was curious whether you would care to join me.”
“The truth is Sally,” Margaret says while thinking of a quick lie, “Two immigrants who are friends of a friend of mine have just come to stay with me.”
“They are upstairs resting at this moment,” she continues. “Would you mind terribly waiting here while I go out to make some inquiries for them about housing and work?”
“Certainly I don’t mind,” Sally says. “I wasn’t planning on shopping for anything important. I’m always happy to help you out.”
Margaret gets up quickly to leave and tells Sally, “You’re a good girl.” She is eager to get out of there before Sally can ask any difficult questions about the bizarre presence of these men.
Margaret wonders if the men will be alright in her house unsupervised. But she’s confident her innocent niece will see to it they are well taken care of.
Embarrassed at being nearly caught bathing the boys, Margaret leaves the house in the care of her niece Sally while Samuel and Jacob are still upstairs. Seeing her aunt's sexual behaviour with the young men has given Sally some ideas herself. But this mischievous girl isn’t so kind to the unexpected house guests.
Immediately after Margaret shuts the door, Sally flips open her mobile and dials her friend Emma.
“I’m over at my aunt’s house!” she says. “You won’t believe what’s going on! Can you come over here right away?”
Meanwhile, upstairs Jacob is giving his brother Samuel a stern lecture about running away to England.
“We were all worried about you,” Jacob says seriously then leans closer to him smiling. “But now you’re, here... what a gold mine this house is! Just look at it! So plush!”
“I can’t believe you were just going to leave me behind,” Jacob chides him. “You wanted to keep the big meals and hand jobs to yourself, eh?” Samuel shakes his head, “Just don’t mess this up for me.”
“I told you they were fit,” Sally whispers to Emma sneaking into the boys’ room.
The boys stand up startled to see two beautiful strange girls enter the room. “Making yourself comfortable?” Sally inquires.
The boys nod their heads uncertainly. Sally continues talking to them sternly, “My aunt told me you boys made a horrible mess splashing water in the bathroom!”
“She told me that either you two need to leave our house immediately or submit to whatever punishment I feel like giving you.”
“I think one of you should strip off those naff clothes,” Sally points at them with disgust. “Don’t you realise how insulting it is to enter someone’s house wearing such disgusting looking things?”
“What do you reckon Emma?” Sally asks. “Should we make the big guy strip first?” Emma nods in disbelief that Sally is confident talking to strange men like this.
“Alright you,” Sally sneers at him not even bothering to ask his name. “Take off your clothes and get ready for your punishment.”
The boys quietly submit to the orders they are given. “Is he really going to go through with this?” Emma asks. “Of course he will... or else,” Sally speaks as if the boys aren’t even there.
Jacob strips completely and stands shyly before them. “Who would have thought he has such a nice body beneath all those frumpy, old clothes?” Sally laughs.
“Come on now big boy,” Sally teases him about his covered penis. “You weren’t nearly so shy with my aunt earlier!”
“You wouldn’t believe how rude this boy was being with his willy!” Sally laughs.
Samuel shifts his hands uncomfortably over his crotch in order to hide his growing erection. Emma notices this.
“It seems like this one is getting kind of excited,” Emma comments. “Do you reckon he ought to be disciplined as well?”
“Absolutely!” Sally pinches his arm. “I have a great idea for what each of us can do to them too!”
“Take off your clothes now,” Sally commands Samuel.
Samuel takes off his clothes, but Emma jumps in for the last bit and helps pull off his underwear.
Sally sighs when she sees Emma playfully wrapping her hands around his pants and tugging them slowly down, “Don’t keep me in suspense girl. Yank them down!”
“He has such a thick package it’s hard to get the fabric around it,” Emma laughs
Emma pulls them completely off and Samuel immediately covers his privates.
“I don’t know why you boys are being so shy, but it looks like you need to learn a lesson for being so naughty with my aunt,” Sally speaks down to them.
“If you don’t submit to what I want you to do I’m going to toss your naked asses out on the street right now!” Sally warns them.
“That may be an even better punishment,” Emma giggles.
“No way,” Sally cackles. “What these boys need is a good old fashioned spanking.”
“I’ll handle slapping you, big boy.”
“Emma you get the runt here,” Sally says meanly.
“Don’t you give her any trouble boy or we’ll do something even worse to you.”
“Now the best way to spank a man is to grab his penis like so and...”
SLAP SLAP SLAP
Sally’s warm hand beats down on Jacob’s ass again and again.
She strokes his penis while slapping him creating a confusing mixed sensation of pleasure and pain in Jacob.
“This will teach you to come in other people’s houses and use their bathtubs so inconsiderately,” Sally tells him off while spanking him.
Jacob whines, “I’m sorry miss.”
“This house is going to be mine one day and you must respect it,” Sally says slapping his firm ass with pleasure.
Jacob winces with each sharp whack.
Emma becomes excited watching Sally discipline the young man.
“I think Sally is right,” Emma says. “Naughty boys should be punished.”
Samuel looks sweetly into her eyes hoping that he will be pardoned and spared from this punishment.
Emma experimentally grabs ahold of his cock, but Samuel remains inert waiting for her to do whatever she wishes to him.
“Bend down,” she commands in a stern voice.
Emma delivers a hard, satisfying smack to his rear end.
Samuel cries out in surprise and struggles to move away. But, with Emma’s firm hold on his penis, he’s not able to get far.
“Do you know you are a bad boy?” she asks slapping his ass repeatedly.
Samuel gives a little yelp of surprise each time her firm hand hits him.
“Well, this will teach you how bad you are,” Emma says sternly.
After spanking them for several moments the girls look at each other. “Think they’ve learned their lesson?” Emma asks.
“Not quite yet,” Sally smiles devilishly. “I think we deserve a reward after our hard work as well.”
The two young men stand there trembling, waiting for what their further punishment.
The women berate them and discuss what they should do next. Sally says, “I’ve got it!” and whispers something into Emma’s ear. The boys wince wondering what luck will bring them next.
Margaret has entrusted the care of her unexpected guests to her niece Sally, but the mischievous girl had her own plans for dealing with them. Now that Sally and friend Emma have worked hard disciplining Samuel and Jacob they feel they deserve a reward. They lay the boys on the bed for a thorough examination.
“Can you boys just come lie down here on the bed beside us?” Sally asks with a malicious glint in her eyes.
The men look hesitantly at each over. “Come on. We won’t bite,” Sally says.
The men lie down and the girls instantly take control of their bodies. “Lie there and don’t move,” Sally commands.
“Willies are such funny things, don’t you think?” Emma asks.
“I know!” Sally laughs. “The way they go up and down... I don’t know how they walk around with these things hanging off them.”
The girls continue to talk to each other while playing with the penises not even paying attention to the reactions of the men.
“This one is so much more thick and shiny than the one you’ve got Sally,” Emma says.
“Yeah, yours gets harder a lot faster as well,” Sally says.
“I guess that since your guy is younger he is more eager to get his load off.”
“Or maybe I’m just not handling him right,” Sally giggles squeezing his dick harder.
“Oh look!” she exclaims. “It’s thickening up quickly now.”
“Maybe he likes it rough,” Emma says.
“Whereas this sensitive young man needs to be handled delicately.”
“Ok I’ll just squeeze as hard as I want and see how much this tough guy can handle,” Sally increases the pressure. Jacob sighs with obvious pleasure.
“And I’ll slide the skin slowly and gently up and down,” Emma wraps her fingers lightly around Samuel’s cock.
“I can feel the muscles expanding in my fingers, can’t you?” she asks excitedly.
“I know,” Sally agrees. “And it’s getting so hot! Oh!” Jacob grunts while long spurts of sperm shoot out of his penis.
“It’s like a little animal with a life of its own!”
Sally is surprised by his sudden orgasm, “Look at that!”
Almost simultaneously Samuel ejaculates with Emma’s stroking.
“I’ve never seen such huge hard cocks!” The two men moan loudly together.
“Oh,” Sally yells. “Look at all that mess!”
“Look at it all squirt out! Like a fountain!” Emma laughs.
Samuel mumbles barely audible, "Fuck yes!"
Emma looks down at the bright pearls of cum coating the men’s bodies. “Oops! Did we do that?” she asks mockingly.
“Can you believe the nerve of these boys?” Sally laughs. “They come into my aunt’s beautiful house and make a huge mess!”
“I know!” Emma agrees. “They have a thing or two to learn about etiquette.”
“And now they are tired out!” Sally says incredulously. “They’ve passed right out!”
“Quick lets get out of here,” Emma says nervously while still giggling.
“Yes, let’s just leave them here to marinate in their own juices,” Sally says wickedly.
They sneak out of the room while the men start to snore.
“I’ve never had so much fun in my life,” Emma bursts out laughing when they get downstairs. "We have to get some of the other girls around."
The girls are giggling and discussing the men’s dicks when Margaret comes in the room.
“What on earth is going on here?” Margaret asks curious about what is so funny.
“It’s nice to see you Emma,” she greets Sally’s friend. “I hope you two have been hospitable to my guests.”
The girls consider what to say, uncertain whether Margaret will be angry about their punishment of the men upstairs.
Sally thinks quickly, “Aunt Margaret, we heard some strange noises upstairs. They got awfully loud so we thought we should go investigate.” She adds a worried, uncertain tone to what she’s saying.
Margaret feels suddenly alarmed, “And what did you find?”
“I can’t say what they were doing!” Sally says with mock fear. “It’s so confusing and horrible to think about.”
“I can’t imagine what those boys were up to,” Margaret says perplexed. Actually, she can imagine very well what they’ve been doing.
Margaret rushes upstairs and bursts through the door. Her mouth drops open in absolute shock at the sight of the slumbering men.
The boys breath heavily in sleep, their chests rising up and down with the gleaming trails of spunk drying slowly on their skin.
“What have you two been doing?” she asks in alarm.
Samuel looks up at her innocently and remains silent.
“I don’t know what the customs are in your own country but this isn’t proper behaviour to have when staying in a guest bedroom!” Margaret chides them.
“I know men have a difficult time grappling with their sexual desires, but you can only do so in certain controlled situations.”
“I have a lot to teach you. First let’s clean you boys up.”
“It’s obvious you naughty boys require constant supervision. I just have to think of something that you can both do to keep you busy and be of help to me.” Margaret’s pleasure in seeing them lie there openly naked causes her to have a brilliant idea.
Two weeks have passed since Sally and Emma had their way with the boys. Margaret has decided to allow Samuel and Jacob to remain with her in exchange for their services. She has fired Janet and now the boys do her gardening, house cleaning and serve at intimate parties all in the nude! Better yet, Margaret has found the best sexual satisfaction of her life! She invites her niece and her friend over again for a small cocktail party to celebrate.
Margaret explains the new arrangement she has come to with her unexpected guests to her niece Sally, "I know it is unconventional, but these boys are the best thing that's happened to me in years! You don‘t know how satisfying it is having handsome men keep house for you all in the NUDE!"
Sally laughs in disbelief, “Auntie Margaret, you can’t be serious! What will people say?”
“I don’t care what people say. And don’t act shocked about my sexual desires,” Margaret counters. “The boys told me about what really happened while I was gone.”
“I guess we should have known we would be caught,” Emma laughs. “I think it’s brilliant a woman your age can be so open about what she wants!”
“Well sit back and relax girls!” Margaret says excitedly. “Because I’ve instructed the boys to put on their collars and prepare some snacks for us to have a relaxing afternoon.”
“Care for some champagne, Madam?” Jacob asks.
Emma holds out her glass. She can’t believe a handsome naked man is serving her so casually!
“Thank you my good man,” she says feeling positively luxurious.
“What a fantastic selection of nibbles you have Samuel,” Margaret smiles feeling utterly content. “You really give us a good spread.”
“Thank you Madam,” Samuel replies. Margaret has taught him all about the proper way to behave when entertaining.
“I think I’ll have another drop,” Emma says beckoning Jacob over to her.
“I like the plump tasty ones, but you already know that Sammy!” Sally says coyly. Emma laughs in delight at being able to treat the men like this.
“That’s lovely,” Margaret says.
“Isn’t this wonderfully civilized!” Margaret beams. “I hope you enjoy it here.”
“It’s a pleasure,” Jacob replies.
“What about you Sammy,” the girls ask. “Do you find it pleasurable?”
Samuel remains quiet looking down demurely, but he can‘t stop a smile from covering his face.
Samuel’s dream has unexpectedly been fulfilled. He loves standing naked proudly before beautiful women to be adored and thanked by them.
“What should I try next?” Sally asks Emma. “This bright red one looks scrumptious.”
“I think I’ll just take a small taste to see which one I want,” Emma sighs. “I love being served! It makes me feel like royalty.”
“I quite agree,” Sally says eyeing Samuel’s cock. “I feel like a right queen!”
“On second thought, I believe I spy another Hors D'oeuvre I would like to sample,” Sally licks her lips.
“Would you recommend this one Sammy?” Sally asks mischievously.
Samuel remembers his position and stands attentively while the lady fondles his penis.
Every evening now Margaret curls into bed with her men. She always sleeps between them.
The boys are utterly devoted to her. They enjoy caring and serving her... as well as receiving the occasional hand job when she feels like rewarding them.
Margaret feels that her life of hard work has finally paid off and given her the company and sexual gratification she has always longed for. “Goodnight my darlings,” she says wrapping her arms around them.
Samuel and Jacob curl up naked around their mistress, dreaming of new ways to please her.
