Lyudmila porn. Part 5 Sex Story

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By Constrictor

Mature lady takes revenge on her husband. She made him a cuckold

Lyudmila porn. Part 5 Sex Story

…I was becoming more and more popular in the erotic field. My pictures, of course, were not the most popular. In fact, they’ve been lagging behind most of the others. True, I console myself with the fact that I uploaded mine relatively recently. But there are some advances. They make me both happy and alarmed at the same time. I found two of my pictures on other sites. I don’t know how it happens. Someone downloaded the picture and then posted it as their own. Or it’s not like that, I don’t know. I’ve already got eight subjects out of the required ten. But the monotony, frankly, was starting to get to me. And on the other hand I was then, arguing with my husband, in the heat of passion myself set a condition: everything must be shot in one room against the background of old wallpaper. So I can’t change the conditions. I need two more pictures. And then we’ll see. What about the partners? Isn’t it time to work with the guys in Alexei’s crew? There’s two of them. Just what I need. I should get them. I’ll talk to them tomorrow. No, you don’t want to go in head-on. It’s got to be more subtle. I have to think… I don’t know how long I would have thought about it if it hadn’t been for a chance. One day Lesha came to see me in the morning, about nine o’clock.

– Lyudmila Petrovna, we have a conversation.

– Why are you so formal? I was Luda, or at least Ludmila, and now, suddenly, Petrovna!

– I need money.

– For repairs? So I gave you the day before yesterday for materials…

– No, for me personally. I have some, but not enough.

– How much is “a little”? – I smiled at my pun. Alexei didn’t react to my witticism.

– So how much do you need? – I repeated the question.

The guy named the amount. A lot, but not critical. I have to honour him, even though he owes me a favour.

– I don’t have that much cash on me. Let’s go into town.

The nearest ATM didn’t work, so I had to go to the bank. I withdrew the money and gave it to Lesha. He was waiting for me in the car.

– Will you tell me why you needed the money? – I asked a little while later.

– Not now, Luda. I’ll tell you later. In a couple of days, when I get back.

– So you’re going away?

– For two days.

– All right, it’s a deal.

– Luda, you look after the boys. They know the job. But check in with them, let them know everything’s under control. All right?

– Will do.

Alexei left, and I went back home, wondering why Leshka needed the money….

– Guys, how are you here? – I asked as soon as I opened the door and entered the room being repaired.

I walked in and was stunned. I immediately understood why the door was closed. There was dust in the room, literally. The guys were standing at the plasterboard wall and trowelling putty. Hand trowelling, although I’d heard there were sanding machines for that purpose. They were naked to the waist and their torsos looked more like antique plaster sculptures than human bodies. The fantastic situation was emphasised by the powerful respirators that concealed the faces of the young workers. One was working standing on the floor, the other was on a stepladder. Entering the room, I immediately felt the “wholesome” of the abundant fine dust. My nose turned up and I sneezed. Only now did the guys see me. They stopped, stopped rubbing the wall and took off their respirators. The skin underneath was relatively clean, a stark contrast to the rest of their heavily dusted bodies. Since it was impossible to breathe in there, we went out into the corridor.
– You guys are powdered!

– That’s nothing. It can be worse. We’re already sanding the finish, a thinner layer and less dust.

– I can’t help it! – I couldn’t help it.

– Lyudmila…

– Petrovna, – I prompted

– You have water in the summer shower.

– Yes, there’s a full tank. I rarely use it, but there’s always water there. So you can have a bath.

– Well, that’s in the evening, when we’re going out.

By 5:00 p.m., I had a plan and thought of ways to do it. I decided not to split up the guys, but to work with both of them at once. I set up a table in my room. There was plenty to drink and snacks to eat. My ever-present camera friend was in the room on his tripod. I put it in such a way that I didn’t have to go round it, but also so that it would catch the eye. It was bound to interest the boys. It was also part of my “cunning” plan. I, for some reason, was absolutely sure in the success of my enterprise and therefore prepared in advance for themselves a few variants of my outfits. Since the guys are young, I didn’t want to disappoint them with the sight of my lopsided breasts or not very flat stomach…. The less they see, the better! And so clean, pleasantly scented clothes also play a big role. So, another half an hour and you can give the command “Sabbath”. It’s a bit early, but I can’t take it anymore. I want to get a result today, giving me the opportunity to win an argument with my husband.

The guys splashed in the shower for quite a long time, and they both got in at the same time. Through the open window I could hear their voices a little, and sometimes loud laughter.

Are they laughing at me?” I thought and smirked. -They don’t have enough topics of their own….

The guys came into my room already quiet, clean and, excuse me, so “appetising”!

– Sit down, guys. Let’s eat a little. Maybe you’ll have a drink, – though I knew we would. – You’re allowed, I hope?

– You’re worrying about nothing! Pasha is twenty-two. I’m a year younger, – the tall brunette reassured me – Yes, sorry, I’m Sergei. He is, as I said, Pavel!

– Nice to meet you guys. And I’ll be…

– Yes, we know, – the guys said.

– Well, then, young men, take care of the lady and pour yourselves a drink.

Cognac from the guys and wine from me did not stay in the glasses for a long time. Youth and physical exertion favoured a good appetite. In a word, the process began. In half an hour the guys’ stiffness towards me disappeared. They did not hesitate to tell me racy anecdotes. I knew them, of course, but I tried to show that it was surprisingly witty and funny. More on that. According to their stories, the blokes were quite successful with the women.

– Girls, I guess,” I decided to correct.

– No, – said Sergei and told me in confidence that he has a woman, much older than him and that she does not like him.

– Do you like older women, too?” I turned to Pasha.

The guy averted his eyes, and after a little hesitation answered briefly.

– Yes.

– What is it that attracts you so much in mature women? – I tried to seem surprised, although I knew that both of them were lying shamelessly.

– They have more experience,” Seryozha replied.

– Life experience,” I said with a sneer.

– No, not life experience, but sexual experience,” Serge replied proudly.
– Boys, you’ve already had sexual experience! And I’m stupid for calling you boys! I’m sorry.

The boys looked at each other, smugness was pouring out of them. Pasha got up and decided to walk around the room, although there was nowhere to go, because of the clutter of furniture. That’s when he came across the camera. He was obviously very interested in it.

– Oh, that’s a nice piece of kit you’ve got there! What a big lens! A SLR? – he asked with a look of connoisseurship.

– Yes, – I answered

Seryozha came up to Pasha and they began to look at the camera with interest. I decided to help them. Showing the basic elements of camera control, I touched Pasha’s shoulder with my breasts, or touched Sergey’s leg with my knee. A little at a time, a little at a time. Water sharpens stone!

– Let’s take some pictures, it’s interesting! – Pasha suggested.

– We’ll do it, Pavlik, we’ll take more than one! But a little later. For now, let’s have some more cognac…

…The guys were obviously eager to prove themselves in something. Even if not in deed, at least verbally. And I did my best to add oil to the fire…

– With figures like yours, you could be in the cinema! One look!

The more silent Pasha couldn’t stand it. With a look of a conspirator, he lowered his voice and said.

– I’ve already been in a film.

– Really!? – I splashed my hands. – And in what film?

– It’s not quite an ordinary film, – almost bursting with awareness of his, albeit blown greatness, replied Pavlik.

I waited with interest for the continuation, already guessing what it would be about.

– It was a porn film,” the boy added, lowering his voice.

Sergei was silent, maybe jealous of his comrade’s cardboard fame.

– Was it interesting to film? – I pestered Pashka with questions.

It was too late for him to turn back.

– Yes, very interesting. People around, well, the film crew, and I roast the actress, well, fuck that is!

– Wasn’t she a pretty girl? I pushed the guy onto the thin ice.

– No, just the opposite. She was mature. Well, like you, – said Pavel.

– Pavlik, I’m already beginning to envy that actress, – I switched to the open text, having decided that I had enough of allegories and half hints.

– What to envy, I can do it with you too! – said Pavel.

– What, we’ll even make a film? – I didn’t hold back any longer. – We don’t have a video camera.

– But you have a cool camera.
– It’s only a few seconds of video. But we can take a proper photo, especially as I promised you.

The guys didn’t say anything. So I decided to strike below the belt.

– Of course, not everyone would agree to such a thing, to take an intimate photo with an old lady. It takes courage. Yeah, courage.

That was just the drop that filled the cup.

– And who said that we are afraid that we will not have enough courage? – Sergei asked with a challenge.

– Guys, so you two want to go for one woman? – I asked with fake fright.

But the guys had already started, and there was no stopping them.

– You asked for it, so now it’s too late to complain.

– Well, I have to agree, since it’s my fault. There’s nothing to do. But I have a condition, no, more of a request. I can’t take my clothes off. I have scars on my body, after the accident, – I lied and went to change …

Pavlik was first.

I won’t undress either, just like you. And stayed as he was in his clothes. Of course, I unbuttoned his trousers myself and gave the guy a good introductory blowjob. Then I reminded Pavel that he was a porn actor and it was time to get down to business.

– Pavel did a great job. I couldn’t get on top of the guy in time, I couldn’t get there before the camera shutter went off. It was only on the third try. And Pashka didn’t fail. His cock was patiently waiting for my pussy, it was as hard as a bone!

Seryozha didn’t falter either. He, unlike Pavel, decided to take off his trousers, remaining in a T-shirt. He had two preconditions. Firstly, he asked me to change. Secondly, he asked me if I had a condom. Of course I had a condom, and more than one! That’s why I’m wearing different clothes in the second picture. And the condom, by the way, is clearly visible in the photo…
The guys slept over at my place. There was plenty of sleeping places in my room. The guys, until they finally sobered up, visited my bed several times. It was a restless night! And only in the morning it became noticeable that Sergei was very uncomfortable. The alcohol was no longer working and he was uncomfortable. He was shy to look in my direction. Pashka, on the other hand, was acting as if nothing had happened. Maybe he really did have a thing for porn films? Who knows? I gave the guys the day off that day.

– Rest up, guys, you did a good job yesterday…and today!

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By Constrictor
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