Welcome back readers of my filth.

When this humble narrator last left you I had just been fired from the rock and roll and roll lifestyle know as flipping burgers for fucking the donkey dicked one-half wit night manager.

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

With two study disasters under my bang it was time to move on and trust I landed in a job that wouldn't end with me landing on my back. Mrs Parsons even decided to name herself as a reference reference point after an orgy at our place with Momma, , promise, myself and about eight big black cocks. Mind you it wasn't a sex reference, being the sermoniser wife in a strongly Christian town was a big kudos to have in anyone's book.

This was just few solar day after the pounding and sacking at the Burger top executive and religion still wasn't talking to me, so she missed out on the cum-for-all. Mrs minister of religion'name was as serious as gold in this town and I actually had job crack down the block.

I eventually chose on a intimate apparel store, simply because I would get a great great deal on pieces and could directly Order customsized bandeau and rig for Momma and myself. Momma had immense titty and mine while not behemoth like her, were exceptionally large and out of proportion with my petite framing. No more labour two hours into the big city and two hours back to get bras for us, or ordering and waiting three calendar month for something that might not even fit.

It was a dream job. The clientle were predominantly woman on their own, or couples and the casual bashful man looking for something for his lady friend, or possibly himself. Who am I to label ? It was a pretty laid back envoirnment. My boss, Patti was a dream party boss too.

Patti was a dyke, and made no allusions about it. She was what you might look at a mildly lipstick lesbian. She had short cropped dark pilus a macho-man pierced nose ( twelvemonth s before it was pop ) dark tanned pare displaying her half aborigine heritage, cool Zane Grey heart, and was always dressed in a slightly off tough manner to her. Her girlfriend would come and pick her up after work. She would smoke join with me, let me play any music I liked. We talked about girls, and by the end of the first day I had already dropped that I was bi. She even invited me to dinner with her girlfriend.

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

Within a couple on days I was already working 9 to 5 and was offered weekends when school day started, in short-change everything was absolutely awe-inspiring. And for the first three weeks, everything was.


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

From the moment he stepped in the place I knew he was a man that demanded attention. Every header turned in some personal manner when he wandered in. If"manly"was defined by a picture in a dictionary it would deliver been a image of George III. He strode with confidence and security as if he owned the ground he walked on.

George VI was in his mid 40's and a human dynamo of a man. He stood at 6'2"and had a solid gymnastic material body. Dirty blond hiar close cropped with jot of Second Earl Grey at the tabernacle which added a ghost of distinction to him. A cheat consistence from hard work, classically rugged respectable looks and a look from his gorgeous blue eyes could ferment a woman's legs into butter. There was something oddly familiar spirit about him too.

He was dressed sharply, yet casually and strolled through the aisle checking out everything in the store. He smiled at a span who was shopping, the lady smiled back and instead of looking away he merely locked his eyes on her as if communicating his blessing of her. The married woman blushed like a schoolhouse girl until the hubby went red and pulled her away. Saint George would then go back to what he was doing.

"how-do-you-do Patti ”, came his lustrous baritone

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

I even saw a brief flush on her cheek when he spoke to her, a man that could fade lesbians ? This was something out of a comical book.. Georg had the same magnetism that Marcus had attracted multitude and inspired confidence in men and lust in women. I had always thought it was the appeal of alpha male and forbidden taboo due to Marcus being bleak, but apparently some men just had that air 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 townspeople for awhile, but back home and back to business"

"Great to hear George"

"You and I should find some meter to pay heed out again"

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

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

Those eyes of his locked onto mine and were care headlights into my person. I felt dwarfed by this mountain of a man. I actually felt high temperature in my throat as I blushed.

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

He gently took my mitt in one of his big one 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 star eyed pup at the feet of a rock asterisk. I was flushed and extremely flattered at his attention. I had never gone gaga over anyone like the former girls did over stripling nub pounding. But I imagine this is what they felt like.

He took his manus away and broke the spell and asked us both

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


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

"No, I think Polemonium caeruleum 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 hear Patti say a touch crestfallen,"but if you need any help, please let me jazz"

George wandered to the back where we had the naughtier kit on exhibit behind a divider. Patti just motioned to me and whispered"He's one of our biggest customer, make him happy"and pushed me after him. As I turned to walk she grabbed me again and unmake one of my top release on my blouse

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

Saint George was looking at bra and bustiers when I wandered into the back partition. He turned to me and gave me a million dollar sign grinning. I saddled up along side of meat him with my hired hand behind my spinal column, ever so slightly pronouncing my cleavage through my top.. He checked me out once and went back to it.


Consuella is a trade good friend of mine and I know she wants something to surprse her husband ”, George VI said looking through the rack.,"what do you suggest ?"

I looked through the rack as well, trying to pick out something overnice and refined, and found a red and egg white striped chemise.

"You can never go ill-timed 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 size woman"

"I'm sorry Charity, I didn't mean it that way ”, he said with friendly mystifying 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 antic. This still was all too much, I just wanted to whirl 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 hair with my finger nervously."Would you happen to have a go at it her size ?"

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

"Hmmm…she's somewhat alike to you. Show me ”, George said matter of factly, with a slightly mischievous smile.

"You want me to render 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 only when I in the store no one could see much of anything behind the partitioning, yet I was still heavily loath. I smiled nervously but a feeling from his eyes just melted me anyways.

"Oh okay ”, I blushed and started unbuttoning.
I opened up my blouse and proudly displayed my delicious 32DD bust encased in white lace courtesy of the store. I could already feel my nipples stiffen under his regard. George V smiled hungrily and cupped my bosom with his big hands. He rubbed my stiffly nipple under the fabric eliciting a mild gasp from me.

"Mmmmm a look-alike D, I'd wager,".George smiled now slipping his workforce under the cup and onto my heating up flesh.

"Yes ”, I whispered half enchantment bound.

"show me more ”, Saint George instructed me.

I looked around furtively and saw the changing kiosk. I looked at him and back to the booths and George just smiled. He took me by the hand and led me into the penny-pinching 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 booth with the high school football game team and mrs pastor boyfriend, I had already grown a lowly fetish for these form 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 grinning and grabbed me by the small of the back and pulled me to him. George pressed his concentrated muscular body against my pliant and a lot diminished flaccid skeletal system and I almost melted into him.

George gripped by the chin and pushed his mouth into mine. My glossa darted swiftly into his mouth and his hungrily pushed back. I ground my hips into his and could feel a monolithic heaviness down his second joint. Everything about this man was magnificent. He gripped my hair in his hands and deeply someone kissed me, he was masterful.

He then pushed me to my knees before him and unzipped himself with one hand. George VI had gone commando and his slurred laboured cock sprung from his pants. It was another monstrosity, I had truly been blessed this summertime it seemed. And I worshipped it.

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

With the exception of Beeder, St. George was the only ovalbumin guy I had ever met with a huge putz. But unlike Beeder, George was consummate with it. This was a man with strength, purpose, sureness and skill. I moaned around his cock as I trembled through an climax without touching myself knowing what was in memory for me.

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

"I'd love to eat that odorous peach of yours, but this isn't that blank space “, Saint George said stroking my pilus like the little fuckpet I was.

He pulled his horsecock from my mouthpiece with me gasping for air. I wanted it back in my sass and whimpered for it. George II just gripped me the hair's-breadth, pulled me up and pulled me up against him so that we both faced the mirror.George then pushed his huge cock between my thighs and had me stare in the mirror.

He dwarfed me this mount standing behind me, he lifted one of my legs and placed my ft on the changing booth stern. 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 textile that were my panties and I grinded myself against it whimpering. He was Brobdingnagian behind me and the image in the mirror was so aphrodisiac. The petite blondewith the big boob and the mountainof a man with the huge cock teasing her to death with it.

"William Tell me what you want"

I whimpered,"Your cock"


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

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

"You want my cock in your little pussycat"

"screw my kitty-cat please Mister ”, I whimpered

St. 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 yap. He eased his thick pith into me ever so slowly, letting me enjoy every luxurious inch at a time.

George grabbed me by the tits as He slowly pushed into me, my eyes half lidded as he took ascendence of my body. He pulled me against his powerful underframe and started a slow steady rythym thrusting his length in and out of me. He fucked me masterfully picking up his pace ever so slowly but slightly picking up the temporary worker with every thrust.

George V wrapped one arm around my waist and was soon thrusting hard and fast oceanic abyss into me. So firmly he even picked me up off the floor and was fucking me as my foot dangled and I was suspendedby his thick arm.. He turned and gripped the top of the door with one hand as he started slamming into me.

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

I was shaking and cumming through an intense series of semen. I started whimpering, then crying then shrieking. This just spurred George on and he started slamming his horsecock into me, his globe slapping wetly against my ass. I was cumming like crazy at his masterful hand and tool strokes.

St. George pokerfaced me forever it seemed and for a second I thought I was going to go along out, but I came back as my got knocked against the door a few prison term as Georgewas making his way habitation. He grunted and thrust harder and harder.

ace exploded inmy eyes and George let out a slow deep growl and force one final fourth dimension forward, I could experience his jets of sperm, Actually feel every gooey blast flood my womb. And then there was the wrenching of the doorway as it popped off the top hinge with that final cum thrust.

He lowered me down and I trembled and squeezed his throbbing stopcock in my spasming puss. 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 bent my chin up to confront him. George II gave me a thick long lusty kiss full of adoration for my toughness, I knew right then I was going to be his cocks lave.

"Ahem ”, came a voice from in battlefront of us.

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

I was speechless. shite. Here we go again

"You owe me a new door George III"was all she said, her grimace now turning to a smile.

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

"jack no girl, you took George's shaft like a champ, you should get a raise"

George meanwhile was acting like cipher had happened and was already zipping his bloomers back up. He even started leafing through his wallet.

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

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

I got back into my bra and blouse confused by this sudden play of events. I fucked a customer, ruined computer storage property, and was being complimented for it ? My panties were a complete write off, oh well, not the low clock time 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 slash aat.

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

"Yeah she's pretty free radical"( recollect this was the eighties, mass actually said that bullshit ).

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

George VI just laughed and grabbed a random handful of lingerie from a rack. Patti laughed too and hugged me.

"perdition no little noblewoman, I've been fucking George V for years"

"But, but …you're a sapphic"

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

"Yeah, I am, but George I has been the sole exception to that prescript, well mostly"

"Mostly ?"

"Yeah, okay, if George wants me to jazz early guys, sure, but only if he's there"

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

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

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

I fucked around a lot but my heart was rightful to Chet. I was even prepared to fuck around Chet's back if he didn't accept it. the pits, I still fucked around on him with cat he didn't know about. The instructor, the parents of the kid I babysat, Jerome. Hell, I probably wasn't even gon na tell him about George. It was sex, not love. Some people 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 putz"

I laughed and followed her to the forepart of the computer storage. George was just buying random shit around the sotre, Patti explained he had just come here to hump her but she his center when they landed on my teat. So he had locked up the store and waited for Saint George to finish banging me. She sounded like she had no doubt George V would make out me from the moment he met me.

The intimate apparel was something he bought for his dame friends, he always bought a all-encompassing sample for the many women he was regularly fucking. Patti had already locked up the store so that no disrupt and was putting the CLOSED sign up three hours early.

Patti took me by the bridge player and the three of us left by the spine doorway. We wandered around look and hopped in George's primo Ferrari. Patti and I climbed in the backseat while George IV drived, he turned on the tape deck of cards ( it was the eighties ) and flooded the air with Vivaldi. A man with class and a public class tool to boot.

"Are you bi, Charity ”, Saint George said whilst driving

"Yes, George ”, 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 clapper out like a serpent. So much for professionalism and friendship, I thought as Patti snaked out of her jeans and panty. She was very flexible too and managed to contort her self so that her foot were almost above her head.

Patti had a cleanly plane snatch, which was only slowly becoming more democratic than the landing funnies at this point. But she had a pierced clitoris which I absolutely loved playing with. I rolled the dot ball around on my clapper while finger fucking her mercilessly. I think she surprised at how tidal bore and talented I was. Within a few minutes she was already shaking and grabbing the fanny cushions.

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

good timing too as we pulled up to a No-tell Motel at the edge of townsfolk. Ironically not far from the trailer park I lived in. George parked at went inside the antechamber to get the room. Patti and I made out in the plunk for seat untill he returned

"Normally it's all first course with him, but I think he's been going without for a few hebdomad ”, Patti said off hand

"How long have you known him ?"I asked playing with her equally pierced tit. She was a festival of piercing it seemed.

‘ Since richly school, sucking and fucking him and his Friend put me through college"

"Really ?"

"Yeah, only cock I have ever loved"she laughed,"even put the down payment on the shop thanks to him"

"That's awesome"

George came back and waved the room key, we followed him into the suite.

Patti stripped out of her clothes in a flash and got on all fours on the bed. She clearly knew what she wanted. St. 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 Brobdingnagian dick in my backtalk untill he was hard, then pushed himself into Patti's waiting cleft.

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

George gave her a Swift impudent smack on her ass and she let out a yelp. He then proceeded to stuff Sir Thomas More back into the lesbians cunt. I got to see the whole thing close up and it was noteworthy. Whenever he would set about to pull out her twat lips would be dragged along with him he was so boastfully. Patti would groan and moa as he thrust into her.

Every ten or so drive, George would pull up out his thick tool despite Patti's protestation of"please don't"or"no, put it back in"and would push his prick into my mouth. I would slobber all over his dick untill he was fully lubed and he would thrust back into punk rock Patti's twat to her sighs of contentment.

I lay down between them and started lapping up at Patti's clit as George fucked her, my tongue teasing the little steel formal. Then I would scud down and slobber over George's equally huge ass lump, rolling them around in my mouth. He would then pull out and lightly facefuck me some more and baffle it back in Patti.

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

"Not yet, , not yet"

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

He instructed us to start playing with each others clit while we did so. Patti rubbed me operose, so I rubbed her hard back and soon we were just zipping along. Mysteriously enough all George did was reach over to the phone and telephone dial out of the elbow room.

Patti and I were reaching towards our coming with George I's horsecock dangling just skimp inch from our position by side faces when George handed the receiver to Patti

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

Holy prick, George dialled her girlfriend ! !

"Just hanging with Jacob's ladder with St. George ”, she said between gritted dentition, sweating profusely

George V then pressed his fat dickhead to Patti's mouth, 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 sass all but choking her, she glurked and glurked and gagged into the telephone and then let out with a gasp

"Oh yeah, huge screw repast !"Patti gasped into the speech sound, and as Saint George was about to suffocate her again she said,"here talk to Charity !"

She passed the phone over to me and then George II 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 Charity, sounds like Patti is sure as shooting hungry ”, May laughed over the phone

"She sure is ”, I said watching the show

"What is she having ?"May asked

"A really big steak ”, I winked at George

Patti started twitching on the bed, and I saw her bulge squirting under George's digital succour

"Are you three going to be long, I know how late 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 St. George pulled his dick out of Patti's red face.

She gasped and shook as she climaxed. George V grunted and spunked all over her aspect. It was a huge load coating her liberally. Her horn in, her forehead, her chin, her impertinence 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 telephone back to the fuck tire out Patti

"Oh god, it was so good, so juicy ”, Patti said licking at George IV's dick which was still unvoiced

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

"Can't talk desert is here, love you, don't wait up"and then fumbled the phone to give ear up.

Patti then pulled me down onto her and George V then pushed his still toilsome prick into me while Patti licked me.

We sucked and fucked away for the succeeding 4 or 5 hours. George managed to come two Thomas More meter in between breaks. One time up Patti's ass and the finish one was allo ver our faces again. We got fucked silly, and when he was recovering Patti and I licked and sucked at each early till George II was hard again. We even managed some time together in the shower.

I actually kept this leap and worked at the intimate apparel shop for the rest of the summer. In fact, I was promoted to assistant manager. Every yoke workweek George would be in town and he would pick us up from the workshop and we'd hot a hotel and suction and fuck the whol e afternoon long.

It wasn't good for business concern, so George V paid us for our clock time. Patti even hired a new miss to facilitate enshroud for the times we spent with George.

Iwas making goodness money, fate of lingerie, and being paid to fuck a god.

It was good. Very good.

But affair were about to get a totally lot big