Welcome back lecturer of my filth.

When this abase narrator stopping point left you I had just been fired from the rock and scroll lifestyle know as flipping burgers for fucking the Equus asinus dicked one-half wit night manager.

It was merely the endorsement in a series of three jobs I would lose over the summer before I moved into the two that would end up defining the next several years of my sprightliness. But that's getting ahead of myself, you want to hear all about how my big titted self got canned from the side by side job. Here's a hint, it's a three lettered word that starts with"sex ”. Shocking huh ?

With two oeuvre disasters under my belt it was sentence to impress on and hope I landed in a job that wouldn't end with me landing on my back. Mrs Parsons even decided to list herself as a character extension after an drunken revelry at our lieu with ma, , Bob Hope, myself and about eight big smuggled putz. Mind you it wasn't a sex reference, being the preacher man wife in a strongly christian town was a big kudos to have in anyone's book.

This was just few days after the pounding and firing at the Warren E. Burger baron and religious belief still wasn't talking to me, so she missed out on the cum-for-all. Mrs. curate'name was as thoroughly as gold in this town and I actually had job offers down the block.

I eventually chose on a lingerie storage, simply because I would get a great tidy sum on part and could directly order customsized bras and getup for Momma and myself. Momma had vast knocker and mine while not giant like her, were exceptionally heavy and out of proportion with my petite frame. No more take two hours into the big city and two 60 minutes back to get bras for us, or ordering and waiting three month for something that might not even fit.

It was a dream job. The clientle were predominantly women on their own, or duet and the occasional bashful man looking for something for his girlfriend, or possibly himself. Who am I to estimate ? It was a pretty laid back envoirnment. My honcho, Patti was a dream foreman too.

Patti was a dam, and made no allusions about it. She was what you might consider a mildly lipstick Lesbian. She had poor cropped dark haircloth a stud pierced nose ( twelvemonth s before it was popular ) nighttime tanned cutis displaying her half aborigine inheritance, cool gray optic, and was always dressed in a slightly off punk manner to her. Her girlfriend would come up and pick her up after work. She would smoke marijuana cigarette with me, let me play any music I liked. We talked about young lady, and by the end of the beginning day I had already dropped that I was bi. She even invited me to dinner with her girlfriend.

We would try outfit on after study, and I generally knew why she loved helping me into them, my tits have always been girl draw. But she was too professional and too cool off to ever act on her magnet or try ruining our friendship.

Within a mates Clarence Shepard Day Jr. I was already working 9 to 5 and was offered weekends when schooling started, in short everything was absolutely awesome. And for the outset three weeks, everything was.


Then George VI stepped in through the door and everything changed.

From the consequence he stepped in the topographic point I knew he was a man that demanded attention. Every head teacher turned in some mode when he wandered in. If"manly"was defined by a picture in a lexicon it would possess been a picture of George V. He strode with self-confidence and security as if he owned the ground he walked on.

George was in his mid 40's and a powerhouse of a man. He stood at 6'2"and had a satisfying athletic human body. Dirty blond hiar close cropped with sense of touch of Second Earl Grey at the temples which added a sense of touch of preeminence to him. A chiselled body from gruelling work, classically rugged good looks and a look from his gorgeous blue-blooded centre could turn a womanhood's legs into butter. There was something oddly familiar about him too.

He was dressed sharply, yet casually and strolled through the aisle checking out everything in the shop. He smiled at a couple who was shopping, the lady smiled back and instead of looking away he merely locked his optic on her as if communicating his approving of her. The wife blushed like a shoal little girl until the hubby went red and pulled her away. George would then go back to what he was doing.

"hullo Patti ”, came his shiny baritone horn

"Hi George ”, Patti said waving nervously to him with a smile

I even saw a brief flush on her nerve when he spoke to her, a man that could melt lesbians ? This was something out of a comic book.. Georg had the like magnetics that Marcus had attracted people and inspired sureness in men and lust in adult female. I had always thought it was the appealingness of alpha male and verboten taboo due to Marcus being bootleg, but apparently some men just had that gloriole regardless.

"It has been awhile, how's May ”, George said asking about Patti's partner.

"Oh she's ok ”, Patti blushed,"how have you been doing ?"

"Fantastic. Been out of town for awhile, but back home plate and back to occupation"

"Great to hear George"

"You and I should come up some time to hang out again"

Patti actually gulped at that"Sure Saint George, I would like that"

"And who is this ?"George I said turning to me.

Those eyes of his locked onto mine and were like headlight into my soul. I felt dwarfed by this passel of a man. I actually felt heat in my pharynx as I blushed.

"Hi I'm Charity ”, I said nervously extending my hand

He gently took my hand in one of his big ones and softly held it yet firmly too.

"I bet you just are ”, he said with a twinkle in his eye.

I smiled and felt like giggling like a hotshot eyed whelp at the feet of a rock star. I was flushed and extremely flattered at his aid. I had never gone gaga over anyone like the other fille did over teen heart throbbing. But I imagine this is what they felt like.

He took his helping hand away and broke the spell and asked us both

"So I'm looking for something for Consuella, do you have anything that would you believe she might care"


"Oh there's plenty, I have some affair in the back here I'm sure she would love ”, Patti said almost jumping from behind the till.

"No, I think Jacob's ladder should show me, if that's alright with you ”, George said turning his gaze back on me.

I just smiled and blushed and lookd to my feet.

"I guess ”, I could discover Patti say a relate crestfallen,"but if you need any aid, please let me do it"

George wandered to the back where we had the naughtier outfit on video display behind a divider. Patti just motioned to me and whispered"He's one of our bounteous client, make him happy"and pushed me after him. As I turned to walk she grabbed me again and undid one of my top buttons on my blouse

"boob never hurt"and she pushed me on the ass back

George was looking at brassiere and bustiers when I wandered into the back partition. He turned to me and gave me a million dollar smile. I saddled up along position him with my manus behind my backrest, ever so slightly pronouncing my cleavage through my top.. He checked me out once and went back to it.


Consuella is a in effect friend of mine and I know she wants something to surprse her married man ”, George said looking through the rack.,"what do you paint a picture ?"

I looked through the rack as well, trying to blame out something nice and tasteful, and found a red and blank striped chemise.

"You can never go awry with something light and fun"

"Hmmm, I don't know, she might be a bit too big for that"

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't recognize she was a plus sized womanhood"

"I'm drab Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, I didn't mean it that way ”, he said with friendly deep chuckle,"I meant she might be too top heavy for that"

I went red at that, I felt like a naïve schoolgirl being let in on a jocularity. This still was all too much, I just wanted to twirl my hair and gaze adoringly into his eyes.

"Oh gee, gosh, I don't know ”, I said suddenly flusteredThen I noticed I actually was curling an end of whisker with my digit nervously."Would you happen to know her sizing ?"

He turned to me and gripped me by the shoulders and looked me up and down. I just stood there like a deer in the headlights.He actually birl me around too to look at me. I just smiled and stood there waiting his queries.

"Hmmm…she's somewhat similar to you. show me ”, George said subject of factly, with a slightly mischievous smile.

"You want me to show you ?"I said startled.

"Yes"

"My cup size ?"

"Yes ”. He said calmly and confidently.

I took a quick glance around nervously. I knew Patti, George and myself were the simply ace in the store no one could see much of anything behind the partitioning, yet I was still heavily loath. I smiled nervously but a tone from his eyes just melted me anyways.

"Oh okay ”, I blushed and started unbuttoning.
I opened up my blouse and proudly displayed my scrumptious 32DD bust encased in ashen lace courtesy of the fund. I could already feel my pap stiffen under his gaze. St. George smiled hungrily and cupped my titty with his big hands. He rubbed my stiff nipples under the fabric eliciting a cushy gasp from me.

"Mmmmm a twice D, I'd wager,".George smiled now slipping his bridge player under the cups and onto my heating up flesh.

"Yes ”, I whispered half spell bound.

"appearance me more ”, George instructed me.

I looked around furtively and saw the changing booths. I looked at him and back to the booths and George IV just smiled. He took me by the bridge player and led me into the nearest of the three. He pushed me in and closed the door behind him. I had never done anything in a changing booth, but with the experiences I had in washroom stalls with the high school football game squad and mrs minister boyfriend, I had already grown a small fetish for these kind of atmospheres.


As George locked the door behind him I had already taken off my blouse and was unsnapping my bra. He turned to me with a hungry predatory grin and grabbed me by the little of the rachis and pulled me to him. George V pressed his hard muscular body against my pliant and much minor delicate frame and I almost melted into him.

George gripped by the chin and pushed his oral cavity into mine. My tongue darted swiftly into his lip and his hungrily pushed back. I ground my hips into his and could palpate a massive heaviness down his thigh. Everything about this man was magnificent. He gripped my haircloth in his hands and deeply soul kissed me, he was masterful.

He then pushed me to my knee joint before him and unzipped himself with one hired hand. George III had gone ranger and his thick toilsome cock sprung from his bloomers. It was another monster, I had truly been blessed this summertime it seemed. And I worshipped it.

I hungrily suck at his big meat, he bent my fountainhead back so that I could look him in the eye whilst doing so. I felt absolutely instrumental to this man in a way I hadn't felt in a good long prison term. There is nothing quite like falling down and worshipping a fuck god who knows it to be true.He just smiled at my devotion and pushed his big meat into my mouth.

With the elision of Beeder, George was the only white guy I had ever met with a Brobdingnagian cock. But unlike Beeder, George III was masterful with it. This was a man with strength, use, self-confidence and skill. I moaned around his cock as I trembled through an climax without touching myself knowing what was in store for me.

He started thrusting his tool over and over into my mouth, I was tearing up and drooling around his impressive girth. I couldn't get practically past my rim and I gagged every time he hit the back of my throat, I kept trying but this was a bad position for even attempting to deep throat such a massive beast.

"I'd love to eat that mellisonant apricot of yours, but this isn't that place “, George said stroking my haircloth like the little fuckpet I was.

He pulled his horsecock from my mouth with me gasping for air. I wanted it back in my mouth and whimpered for it. George just gripped me the hair, pulled me up and pulled me up against him so that we both faced the mirror.George then pushed his huge dick between my thigh and had me stare in the mirror.

He dwarfed me this mountain standing behind me, he lifted one of my legs and placed my foot on the changing booth seat. He then slipped his cock underme and I could see in the mirror this might erecting jut up between my thigh. He rubbed his wooden-headed tool against the soaking cloth that were my scanty and I grinded myself against it whimpering. He was Brobdingnagian behind me and the look-alike in the mirror was so sexy. The diminutive blondewith the big tits and the mountainof a man with the huge prick teasing her to death with it.

"Tell me what you want"

I whimpered,"Your pecker"


"I can't hear you ”, he teased rubbing his duration against me

"I want your cock, please ”, I begged.

"You want my cock in your minuscule pussycat"

"Fuck my kitty please Mister ”, I whimpered

George reached around and literally yanked my panties off with one hand with a snap.I gasped and then gasped again as he guided his big girth to my waiting fix. He eased his boneheaded meat into me ever so slowly, letting me savour every luxurious inch at a time.

George V grabbed me by the knocker as He slowly pushed into me, my eyes one-half lidded as he took control of my consistency. He pulled me against his muscular anatomy and started a slow stabilise rythym thrusting his length in and out of me. He fucked me masterfully picking up his stride ever so slowly but slightly picking up the temp with every thrust.

George wrapped one arm around my waist and was soon thrusting hard and quick deep into me. So firmly he even picked me up off the floor and was fucking me as my feet dangled and I was suspendedby his thick arm.. He turned and gripped the top of the doorway with one paw as he started slamming into me.

I reached up as well, my tits now pressing into the shabu of the mirror that was placed there as well. The whole stall shook with every slam into my extend cunt. He filled me entirely and kept at it. When I has a firm grip he let go of the doorway and start out didldling me as her rammed his immense cock home in me

I was shaking and cumming through an intense serial of seed. I started whimpering, then crying then shrieking. This just spurred George V on and he started slamming his horsecock into me, his balls slapping wetly against my ass. I was cumming like weirdo at his masterful paw and cock strokes.

George pokerfaced me forever it seemed and for a second I thought I was going to transcend out, but I came back as my got knocked against the door a few times as Georgewas making his way household. He grunted and squeeze harder and harder.

principal exploded inmy oculus and George let out a slow down deep growl and thrust one concluding time forward, I could feel his jet of sperm, Actually feel every gooey bam flood tide my womb. And then there was the wrenching of the room access as it popped off the top flexible joint with that final exam cum thrust.

He lowered me down and I trembled and squeezed his throbbing dick in my spasming slit. I felt like the god of sex had just had his way with me. I leaned heavily back into him and he leaned forward and crouch my chin up to face him. George gave me a deep long lusty kiss full phase of the moon of adoration for my stamina, I knew redress then I was going to be his cocks lave.

"hem ”, came a part from in front of us.

I opened my center and there was Patti with a grimace on her case staring down the two of us, her arms firmly crossed over her bait ramones shirt.

I was speechless. poop. Here we go again

"You owe me a new room access Saint George"was all she said, her face now turning to a smile.

"You mean I'm not fired ?"I gasped out.

"Shit no girl, you took St. George's prick like a champ, you should get a raise"

George II meantime was acting like nothing had happened and was already zipping his pants back up. He even started leafing through his wallet.

"distich hundred do it ? ”, He asked Patti.

"Sounds about right ”, she said taking his money.

I got back into my bra and blouse confused by this sudden turn of events. I fucked a client, ruined storehouse property, and was being complimented for it ? My panties were a concluded write off, oh well, not the first prison term I had ever gone without wearing them. In fact I generally preferred not to, but work was something you didn't want to flash the slice aat.

‘ You've got one hell of a employee here, Patti"

"Yeah she's pretty radical"( remember this was the 1880s, people actually said that shit ).

"So I'm not fired ?"I asked again

George I just laughed and grabbed a random handful of intimate apparel from a rack. Patti laughed too and hugged me.

"underworld no little Lady, I've been fucking George for long time"

"But, but …you're a sapphic"

George VI laughed at that too, Patti flipped him the finger and he wandered off near the front of the store.

"Yeah, I am, but St. George has been the only exception to that rule, well mostly"

"Mostly ?"

"Yeah, okay, if George wants me to roll in the hay other bozo, trusted, but only if he's there"

"What about May ? ”, I asked about her girlfriend

Patti gripped me by the chin and looked me in the eye with a dangerous stare"She is to never know, I love her dear but this would kill her. I'm a save to his cock but I'm a striver to her heart, dig it ?"

"I …I dig it ”, I got what she was saying.

I fucked around a lot but my heart was dependable to Chet. I was even make to bed around Chet's back if he didn't accept it. Hell, I still fucked around on him with guys he didn't know about. The instructor, the parents of the kids I babysat, Jerome. Hell, I probably wasn't even gon na tell him about George V. It was sex, not know. Some citizenry just couldn't separate the two, and I guess may was one of them

"Cool, now lets get out of here, I want some of that dick"

I laughed and followed her to the front of the depot. George was just buying random tinker's dam around the sotre, Patti explained he had just come here to fuck her but she his optic when they landed on my tits. So he had locked up the store and waited for George to finish banging me. She sounded like she had no doubt George IV would sleep together me from the moment he met me.

The lingerie was something he bought for his madam acquaintance, he always bought a wide sample for the many women he was regularly fucking. Patti had already locked up the store so that no cut off and was putting the CLOSED sign up three hours early.

Patti took me by the hand and the three of us left by the back door. We wandered around breast and hopped in George's primo Ferrari. Patti and I climbed in the backseat while George II drived, he turned on the tape recording deck of cards ( it was the eighties ) and flooded the air with Antonio Lucio Vivaldi. A man with course of study and a world year cock to boot.

"Are you bi, Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae ”, George said whilst driving

"Yes, George VI ”, I said smugly

"Good, how about you eat out Patti while we drive ”, he instructed.

I turned to Patti and she just smiled at me flicking her tongue out like a serpent. So much for professionalism and friendship, I thought as Patti snaked out of her blue jean and step-in. She was very flexible too and managed to contort her self so that her metrical foot were almost above her head.

Patti had a cleanly shaven pussy, which was only slowly becoming more popular than the shore strip at this point. But she had a pierced button which I absolutely loved playing with. I rolled the constellate ball around on my tongue while fingerbreadth fucking her mercilessly. I think she surprised at how eager and talented I was. Within a few minutes she was already shaking and grabbing the seat cushions.

"Holy fuck this chica is mue buente ”, Patti panted out after cumming and almost squirting on me.

commodity timing too as we pulled up to a No-tell Motel at the bound of town. Ironically not far from the preview park I lived in. George parked at went inside the lobby to get the room. Patti and I made out in the punt prat untill he returned

"Normally it's all first class with him, but I think he's been going without for a few weeks ”, Patti said off bridge player

"How long have you known him ?"I asked playing with her equally pierce teat. She was a fete of piercing it seemed.

‘ Since high school, sucking and fucking him and his champion put me through college"

"Really ?"

"Yeah, only peter I have ever loved"she laughed,"even put the low-spirited payment on the store thanks to him"

"That's awesome"

St. George came back and waved the way key, we followed him into the retinue.

Patti stripped out of her clothes in a fanfare and got on all fours on the bed. She clearly knew what she wanted. George and I stripped out of our clothes while Patti knelt on the bed wiggling her ass slowly back and Forth. George directed me to the bed kneeling beside her. He stuffed his huge dick in my oral cavity untill he was hard, then pushed himself into Patti's waiting cleft.

"Oh Ffffffffffuck yeah, god it's been too long ”, Patti groaned as George pushed into her

George gave her a swift smart skag on her ass and she let out a yelping. He then proceeded to throw more back into the lesbians cunt. I got to see the whole thing shut up and it was remarkable. Whenever he would start out to deplumate out her twat rim would be dragged along with him he was so declamatory. Patti would moan and moa as he thrust into her.

Every ten or so push, George would pull out his stocky tool despite Patti's protestations of"please don't"or"no, put it back in"and would push his dick into my sassing. I would slobber all over his cock untill he was fully lubed and he would thrust back into punk rock Patti's bozo to her sigh of contentment.

I lay down between them and started lapping up at Patti's clitoris as George fucked her, my tongue teasing the little steel ball. Then I would fleet down and slobber over George I's equally huge ass nut, rolling them around in my mouth. He would then root for out and lightly facefuck me some more and stick it back in Patti.

Patti eventually came squealing like a stuck pig her lower torso bouncing up off the bed like a banger and she bit into the pillow to scream. George VI was shaking and sweating too, but he pulled out and away and pushed me away.

"Not yet, , not yet"

George gripped by the hair again pulled me onto the bed and onto my back. He then spun Patti around onto her back beside me. She was panting and perspiration and still shaking from her cum. He then knelt over us and started stroking his big dick in our faces, but would tug us away when we tried leaning up to suck on his thick fuck tool.

He instructed us to start playing with each others clits while we did so. Patti rubbed me grueling, so I rubbed her hard back and soon we were just zipping along. Mysteriously enough all George did was compass over to the phone and dial out of the way.

Patti and I were reaching towards our sexual climax with St. George's horsecock dangling just short inches from our side by side faces when George I handed the receiving system to Patti

"Hey Baby-May, how you doing ”, Patti said stifling a groan

Holy shit, George dialled her girlfriend ! !

"Just hanging with Charity with George ”, she said between gritted dentition, sweating profusely

George then pressed his fat whoreson to Patti's sass, stoking further and further

"Mmmmmprrrpphh,"Patti said then manging to spit out his dick,"yeah, having dinner !"

George then pushed his cock right down deep into her mouth all but choking her, she glurked and glurked and gagged into the phone and then let out with a gasp

"Oh yeah, immense fucking meal !"Patti gasped into the phone, and as George III was about to choke her again she said,"here talk to brotherly love !"

She passed the phone over to me and then George I started facefucking her in earnest. Her hands went to his ass and she pulled him in even further. He then reached back and started fingering her twat rapidly, thrusting rapidly into her g-spot.

"Hiya Polemonium caeruleum, sounds like Patti is for certain hungry ”, May laughed over the sound

"She surely is ”, I said watching the appearance

"What is she having ?"May asked

"A really big steak ”, I winked at George

Patti started twitching on the bed, and I saw her start squirting under George II's digital ministrations

"Are you three going to be foresighted, I know how belatedly she can go hanging out with George"

"Oh I think, we might be here awhile, oh wait I think the desert cart is coming around ”, I said as I watched as George pulled his dick out of Patti's red boldness.

She gasped and shook as she climaxed. George II grunted and spunked all over her fount. It was a Brobdingnagian freight coating her liberally. Her horn in, her frontal bone, her chin, her cheeks and all over her lips. She was truly frothy.

"Oh I think she's finished with her steak, want to talk to her ?"I said

"Yeah, sounds great, bye charity"

I handed the earpiece back to the ass fatigue Patti

"Oh god, it was so skilful, so voluptuous ”, Patti said licking at St. George's dick which was still laborious

George then motioned me to to straddle Patti's typeface and I was about to lower my slit to her lips when Patti just blurted

"Can't lecture desert is here, love you, don't wait up"and then fumbled the telephone to hang up.

Patti then pulled me down onto her and George then pushed his still surd cock into me while Patti licked me.

We sucked and fucked away for the next 4 or 5 hr. George managed to come two more times in between jailbreak. One time up Patti's ass and the last-place one was allo ver our faces again. We got fucked silly, and when he was recovering Patti and I licked and sucked at each other money box George was hard again. We even managed some metre together in the shower.

I actually kept this saltation and worked at the lingerie shop for the balance of the summertime. In fact, I was promoted to assistant managing director. Every match weeks George would be in town and he would pick us up from the shop class and we'd hot a hotel and suck and fuck the whol e afternoon long.

It wasn't good for business, so George V paid us for our metre. Patti even hired a new girlfriend to assist cover for the times we spent with George.

Iwas making good money, lots of lingerie, and being paid to make love a god.

It was salutary. Very good.

But things were about to get a whole lot unfit