Executive MILF Rugby Encounter

Jane has spent life as an executive, but things took a turn for the worse this year. First, her husband of 11 years left her, for his younger, sexy PA. Then out of no where Jane received news that she would lose her job. After a few weeks of panic, Jane pulled herself together and did what many single people do and start to say Yes to everything. Things that have always been a dream or a fantasy could now be a reality if the opportunity presented itself.

Jane joined the gym and always made sure she looked a million dollars. She always made sure her hair and makeup were perfect and she wore only the classiest clothes. She remember when she wore satin blouses in work she always had comments from guys of all ages so they now featured in every outfit she wore.  She never really got the same reaction from her ex-husband. She wished that he got as excited as the young lads at work and would pin her against the wall when she walked in the door at home, but he just never bothered.

It was a Tuesday evening and Jane had been for another interview. It had gone well, it was a panel of guys and she’d worn a silky shiny blue satin blouse, it had a huge collar which she’d turned up a little at the back. Paired with a black leather pencil skirt and of course heels. What the interview panel didn’t know is that Jane was wearing stockings and suspenders under her skirt, but it gave her confidence to feel sexy.  Jane was driving home through the heavy rain, it hadn’t stopped raining for three weeks solid. She had taken her usual detour to drive past the local rugby pitch in case the rugby team were practicing. This time the field was empty. ‘Must be too muddy’ she thought. There wasn’t a blade of grass visible, only thick mud and huge puddles.

All of a sudden her car made a loud ‘bang’ and the lights flickered.

The car slowly came to a stop. The wipers continued as the rain battered her window. She tried the key to restart the car. It spluttered but nothing happened. ‘Shit!’ she shouted.

She looked over at the field and could see a light on in the rugby changing rooms.

She grabbed her umbrella from the back seat and made a dash for the building.  Jane arrived at the door and took a deep breath hoping someone would answer. ‘knock knock’.

Nothing.

She tried again.

Nothing.

A light was on so someone must be in.

She tried the handle. ‘Click’. The door opened. ‘Hello!’ she shouted.  Nobody replied so took a step inside.

A huge waft of wet muddy stench hit Jane’s nose. But it wasn’t a horrid smell, it was mixed with fresh sweat. It was a manly disgustingly naughty smell.

Jane could hear some guys speaking in the next room and walked down the corridor. Her heels clipping loudly. Jane stood at 5’5 her heels but without she was just over 5′. She wasn’t stick thin, but she was in shape. And her tits filled her satin blouse perfectly.

‘Hello?!’ She shouted again.

‘Knock Knock’ on the changing room door.

She pushed the door open and in front of her stood three black guys. All of them must have been over 6’10. Huge.  The were in rugby kits.

‘Fuck!!!’ Jane thought.

Jane loved a guy in a rugby kit, but it had to be an old style one. One with big white collar, tight shorts and knee high socks.

These guys were in green rugby shirts with huge white collars, white shorts and green socks. But Jane couldn’t really tell that as they were covered in mud.

‘Hello boys, my car has broken down. Can you help me start it?’

‘Ha, sure, how did you get in here?’

‘The door was open so I just walked in!’

‘Well you’ve come to the right place, Steve is a mechanic’.

Steve looked at Jane. ‘that is one nasty MILF’ he thought. ‘Come on lads lets go take a look’.

The three guys ran out to the car, popped open the lid and tried for 30 mins to fix Jane’s car. The rain showered off almost all the mud and Jane could see their sexy green rugby kits again. But they must have rushed to put their shorts on when she came into the room because none of them were wearing underwear.  Jane stared at their arses. She could feel her pussy getting wet. They were still a way away from her and just as she started to day dream, they slammed everything closed and ran back to her. The mud that had hidden their cocks in their shorts earlier had washed away and now she could see everything.

‘Its not going to start, you’re going to have to get it towed. Come in and you can call someone from inside’.

The three guys towered over her, she glanced down at their shorts, One guy looked about 9″, they other the same, then Steve the mechanic, he must have been 11″.

‘I better not come inside’, she said.

‘Why? do you live close by?’ Nick said.

‘No….’ Jane replied. Knowing full well it was only 15 min walk away.

‘Well why not then?’.

‘Three rugby guys and me on my own. I know what you’re like’

‘Haha’ Josh laughed. ‘Well thats a shame because I’ve got a fetish for ladies in satin blouses’.

‘A fetish?’ Jane replied.

‘Yeah. I want to grab your collar, and make that shirt messy’…

Jane looked at Steve. ‘And you?’

‘Ha well I’ve got a thing for leather’.

Jane turned to Nick, ‘And you?’.

‘Stockings and heels do it for me’.

Jane stood silently for a few seconds.

‘Yes’. she said quietly.

‘Yes?’ Steve replied.

‘Yes’.

‘But grab me by my collar, drag me down the corridor and into that room and don’t stop for anything. I will say no, but I don’t mean no. I want you to do whatever you want to me. But I want to keep my clothes on and you guys better ruin them the best you can. And this hair and make up cost me a fortune to get done, ruin it. Fuck everything. Hard.’

The rugby guys looked at each other.

Without warning, Steve grabbed Jane’s collar and dragged her inside. Josh locked the door.

Jane tried to push Steve off, but he pinned her against the wall by her collar and kissed her neck. She squirmed and then grabbed his hair. Steve’s hand pushed her leather skirt up and he felt stockings and suspenders. He pushed her down to the floor and told her to kneel.

Three cocks slapped her in the face.

She went around in a circle one by one, spitting on each cock and then taking it deep down her throat. But this time when it got to Josh, he grabbed her collar and went crazy on her mouth, fucking like a machine. Drool poured out of her mouth and coating his cock in slimy spit. Josh slapped his balls on her face and she sucked them hard.

Nick grabbed Jane’s hair and led her to a bench. He lay her down and put her head over the edge. He stood over her and fucked her throat. Drool was pouring over her face. He pulled out and Jane shouted ‘Stop!’. Nick pushed in again. Jane was getting covered in drool.  It was Steve’s turn. He picked up Jane and held her upside down with him standing up. He pushed her skirt down over her pussy and licked her deep. She grabbed his cock and took it deep again. Drool was pouring down to the floor.  Jane could feel her blouse getting wetter and wetter and her shirt collar was slapping her across the face.

Steve then lowered her to the floor.

‘Its time to get fucked up’.

Jane shook her head.

Josh lay on his back and pulled Jane on top. She felt a cock pushing against her arse.

‘You want it?’

‘FUCK YES!!’

Josh pushed his cock inside her arse. Then Steve instantly pushed into her pussy. No easy start here, they fucked hard, fast and nasty. Nick stood in front of Jane, wanking himself, slapping her face occasionally. ‘I’m gonna come’ Nick shouted.

He aimed his huge cock at Jane’s face. She expected a few splashes of hot cum.

What she got was much more.

A huge stream of thick white cum erupted over her face. It was completely covered. The next over her hair. And finally a huge stream over her blouse.

She screamed in excitement. ‘FUCK ME!!! HARDER!’ She could feel herself about to cum.

Her pussy exploded. She sprayed like a fountain over Steve and Josh.

They threw her to the floor and she got to her knees.

‘CUM ON ME RUGBY BOYS!!!!’

They wanked their cock in front of her, she could feel herself squirting again and again without even being touched.

Two more huge shots, this time just over her silky blouse, leather skirt and stockings.

She was covered.

She crawled to the floor to her bag. She unzipped it and took out her phone.

‘Here, take a picture of me’. She said to Steve.

Steve took a couple of pictures and handed the phone back.

‘Thanks. I want to remember this night’.

Jane got herself together and left the changing room. She walked towards her car, made sure it was locked and headed home. 15 minutes walking down the road with cars passing covered in three rugby guys cum. She was in heaven.

The second she walked into her front door, she ran up stairs and saw herself in her bedroom mirror. She was a mess. A cum covered mess.