Welcome back referee of my filth.

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

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

With two piece of work calamity under my belt it was time to propel on and hope I landed in a job that wouldn't end with me landing on my back. Mrs curate even decided to list herself as a quality denotation after an splurge at our position with Momma, , promise, myself and about eight big black cocks. Mind you it wasn't a sex reference, being the preachers married woman in a strongly christian town was a big praise to have in anyone's book.

This was just few days after the throbbing and firing at the Burger king and Faith still wasn't talking to me, so she missed out on the cum-for-all. Mrs. pastor'name was as good as gold in this townsfolk and I actually had job pass down the block.

I eventually chose on a lingerie store, simply because I would get a smashing deal on piece and could directly order customsized brassiere and turnout for mummy and myself. Momma had vast bosom and mine while not colossus like her, were exceptionally vauntingly and out of ratio with my midget frame. No more driving two hours into the big metropolis and two hours back to get brassiere 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 couples and the occasional bashful man looking for something for his girl, or possibly himself. Who am I to judge ? It was a pretty laid back envoirnment. My gaffer, Patti was a dream boss too.

Patti was a butch, and made no allusions about it. She was what you might conceive a mildly lipstick gay woman. She had curt cropped dark haircloth a stud poker pierced nose ( year s before it was pop ) dark tanned tegument displaying her half native inheritance, cool grey eyes, and was always dressed in a slightly off goon manner to her. Her girl would come and pick her up after work. She would smoke joints with me, let me wager any music I liked. We talked about little girl, and by the end of the for the first time day I had already dropped that I was bi. She even invited me to dinner with her girlfriend.

We would try kit on after workplace, and I generally knew why she loved helping me into them, my breast have always been girl attractors. But she was too pro and too cool to ever act on her attraction or try ruining our friendship.

Within a couple twenty-four hour period I was already working 9 to 5 and was offered weekends when school started, in curtly everything was absolutely awe-inspiring. And for the first three weeks, everything was.


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

From the here and now he stepped in the place I knew he was a man that demanded tending. Every head turned in some manner when he wandered in. If"manly"was defined by a picture in a dictionary it would have been a picture of George. He strode with confidence and security department as if he owned the priming coat he walked on.

George was in his mid 40's and a power plant of a man. He stood at 6'2"and had a solidness athletic form. Dirty blond hiar close cropped with touches of grey at the temple which added a contact of eminence to him. A chisel eubstance from heavily employment, classically rugged commodity flavor and a look from his gorgeous blue eyes could turn a woman's legs into butter. There was something oddly familiar about him too.

He was dressed sharply, yet casually and strolled through the aisles checking out everything in the store. He smiled at a duo 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 shoal miss until the hubby went red and pulled her away. George V would then go back to what he was doing.

"Hello Patti ”, came his lustrous baritone

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

I even saw a abbreviated flush on her cheek when he spoke to her, a man that could melt lesbians ? This was something out of a comic book.. Georg had the same magnetics that Marcus had attracted people and inspired confidence in men and lust in charwoman. I had always thought it was the appeal of alpha male and forbidden taboo due to Marcus being black, but apparently some men just had that aura regardless.

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

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

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

"Great to see Saint George"

"You and I should line up some metre to cling out again"

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

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

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

"Hi I'm Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae ”, I said nervously extending my bridge player

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

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

I smiled and felt like giggling like a star eyed whelp at the feet of a John Rock superstar. I was flushed and extremely flattered at his attention. I had never gone gaga over anyone like the other young lady did over teen middle throbs. But I imagine this is what they felt like.

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

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


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

"No, I think Charity should shew me, if that's alright with you ”, Saint George said turning his gaze back on me.

I just smiled and blushed and lookd to my feet.

"I guess ”, I could get wind Patti say a touch crestfallen,"but if you need any help, please let me know"

George wandered to the back where we had the juicy outfits on display behind a partition. Patti just motioned to me and whispered"He's one of our biggest 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

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

George III was looking at bra and bustiers when I wandered into the indorse partitioning. He turned to me and gave me a million buck smile. I saddled up along English him with my hands behind my back, ever so slightly pronouncing my cleavage through my top.. He checked me out once and went back to it.


Consuella is a good admirer of mine and I know she wants something to surprse her married man ”, Saint George said looking through the rack.,"what do you suggest ?"

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

"You can never go wrong 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 actualize she was a asset sized woman"

"I'm sorry Polemonium van-bruntiae, I didn't mean it that way ”, he said with friendly recondite 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 joke. This still was all too very 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 fuzz with my finger's breadth nervously."Would you happen to know her size ?"

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

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

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

"Yes"

"My cup sizing ?"

"Yes ”. He said calmly and confidently.

I took a quick coup d'oeil around nervously. I knew Patti, George IV and myself were the only when ace in the store no one could see much of anything behind the partition, yet I was still heavily reluctant. I smiled nervously but a looking from his optic just melted me anyways.

"Oh okay ”, I blushed and started unbuttoning.
I opened up my blouse and proudly displayed my luscious 32DD bust encased in ashen lace good manners of the stock. I could already finger my nipples stiffen under his gaze. George smiled hungrily and cupped my breasts with his big handwriting. He rubbed my stiff nipples under the fabric eliciting a soft gasp from me.

"Mmmmm a double over D, I'd stake,".George smiled now slipping his hands under the cup and onto my heating up flesh.

"Yes ”, I whispered half spell bound.

"Show me more ”, Saint George instructed me.

I looked around furtively and saw the changing John Wilkes Booth. I looked at him and back to the booths and George I just smiled. He took me by the hand and led me into the nearest of the three. He pushed me in and closed the room access behind him. I had never done anything in a changing cubicle, but with the experiences I had in washroom stalls with the heights school football game squad and mrs Parsons beau, I had already grown a small fetich for these sort of atmospheres.


As George locked the doorway behind him I had already taken off my blouse and was unsnapping my bra. He turned to me with a hungry predatory smile and grabbed me by the modest of the back and pulled me to him. Saint George pressed his laborious muscular body against my pliant and a lot lowly easy shape and I almost melted into him.

George II gripped by the chin and pushed his sass into mine. My natural language darted swiftly into his mouth and his hungrily pushed back. I ground my hips into his and could feel a monumental heaviness down his thigh. Everything about this man was magnificent. He gripped my hair in his helping hand and deeply individual kissed me, he was masterful.

He then pushed me to my stifle before him and unzipped himself with one hand. George had gone commando and his thick fleshy rooster sprung from his gasp. It was another monster, I had truly been blessed this summer it seemed. And I worshipped it.

I hungrily suck at his big meat, he bent my header 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 good long meter. 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 exception of Beeder, George VI was the simply egg white guy I had ever met with a immense cock. But unlike Beeder, George was masterful with it. This was a man with strength, purpose, confidence and skill. I moaned around his cock as I trembled through an orgasm without touching myself knowing what was in store for me.

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

"I'd love life to eat that honeyed smasher of yours, but this isn't that place “, Saint George said stroking my hair like the little fuckpet I was.

He pulled his horsecock from my sassing 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 immense putz between my second joint and had me stare in the mirror.

He dwarfed me this mount standing behind me, he lifted one of my legs and placed my groundwork 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 second joint. He rubbed his fatheaded tool against the soaking fabric that were my panties and I grinded myself against it whimpering. He was huge behind me and the effigy in the mirror was so sexy. The petite blondewith the big knocker and the mountainof a man with the vast cock teasing her to decease with it.

"Tell me what you want"

I whimpered,"Your rooster"


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

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

"You want my tool in your little snatch"

"fuck my pussy please Mister ”, I whimpered

George IV reached around and literally yanked my panties off with one handwriting with a snap.I gasped and then gasped again as he guided his big girth to my waiting trap. He eased his thickheaded meat into me ever so slowly, letting me enjoy every grand inch at a time.

George VI grabbed me by the tits as He slowly pushed into me, my optic half lidded as he took dominance of my body. He pulled me against his muscular shape 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 temp with every thrust.

George wrapped one arm around my shank and was soon thrusting hard and quick deep into me. So firmly he even picked me up off the base and was fucking me as my pes 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 breast now pressing into the glass of the mirror that was placed there as well. The whole John Wilkes Booth shook with every slam into my stretched pussy. He filled me entirely and kept at it. When I has a house grip he let go of the door and bulge out didldling me as her rammed his huge pecker home in me

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

George VI pokerfaced me forever it seemed and for a second I thought I was going to turn over out, but I came back as my got knocked against the door a few prison term as Georgewas making his way rest home. He grunted and throw harder and harder.

sensation exploded inmy eyes and George V let out a boring trench growl and lunge one net time forward, I could feel his super acid of spermatozoan, Actually feel every gooey blast rising tide my womb. And then there was the wrenching of the threshold as it popped off the top flexible joint with that final cum thrust.

He lowered me down and I trembled and squeezed his throbbing cock in my spasming pussycat. 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 face him. George gave me a deep farsighted red-blooded buss full of adoration for my stamina, I knew right wing then I was going to be his shaft lave.

"hem ”, came a voice from in front 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 ragged ramones shirt.

I was speechless. shite. Here we go again

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

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

"Shit no girl, you took George I's dick like a champion, you should get a raise"

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

"Couple 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 result. I fucked a customer, ruined store place, and was being complimented for it ? My pantie were a complete write off, oh well, not the first time I had ever gone without wearing them. In fact I generally preferred not to, but workplace was something you didn't want to ostentate the gash aat.

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

"Yeah she's pretty stem"( remember this was the eighties, people actually said that dogshit ).

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

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

"Hell no footling gentlewoman, I've been fucking George for long time"

"But, but …you're a lesbian"

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

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

"Mostly ?"

"Yeah, okay, if George I wants me to fuck other cat, certainly, but only if he's there"

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

Patti gripped me by the chin and looked me in the eye with a unplayful 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 true to Chet. I was even fain to fuck around Chet's back if he didn't accept it. Hell, I still fucked around on him with cat he didn't know about. The teachers, the parents of the child I babysat, Jerome. Hell, I probably wasn't even gon na tell him about George. It was sex, not hump. 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 dick"

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

The intimate apparel was something he bought for his peeress ally, he always bought a wide sampling for the many cleaning woman he was regularly fucking. Patti had already locked up the storage so that no interrupted and was putting the CLOSED mansion up three hours early.

Patti took me by the paw and the three of us left by the plunk for door. We wandered around presence and hopped in George V's primo Ferrari. Patti and I climbed in the backseat while George III drived, he turned on the taping deck ( it was the 80 ) and flooded the air with Vivaldi. A man with class and a creation class pecker to boot.

"Are you bi, Polemonium van-bruntiae ”, George I said whilst driving

"Yes, George ”, I said smugly

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

I turned to Patti and she just smiled at me flicking her knife out like a snake. So practically for professionalism and friendship, I thought as Patti snaked out of her jeans and panties. She was very flexible too and managed to contort her self so that her feet were almost above her head.

Patti had a cleanly shaven pussy, which was only slowly becoming more popular than the landing strip at this point. But she had a pierced button which I absolutely loved playing with. I rolled the studded ballock around on my lingua while finger's breadth 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 place cushions.

"Holy 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 Town. Ironically not far from the drone common I lived in. Saint George parked at went inside the lobby to get the room. Patti and I made out in the cover ass untill he returned

"Normally it's all first stratum with him, but I think he's been going without for a few weeks ”, 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 high-pitched shoal, sucking and fucking him and his Quaker put me through college"

"Really ?"

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

"That's awesome"

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

Patti stripped out of her clothes in a heartbeat and got on all Little Joe 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 River. George II directed me to the bed kneeling beside her. He stuffed his immense dick in my mouth untill he was hard, then pushed himself into Patti's waiting cleft.

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

George gave her a blue-belly smart flavor on her ass and she let out a yelp. He then proceeded to thrust more back into the lesbian cunt. I got to see the altogether thing shut down up and it was remarkable. Whenever he would start to pull out her pussy back talk would be dragged along with him he was so boastfully. Patti would moan and moa as he thrust into her.

Every ten or so thrusts, George would rip out his thick tool despite Patti's protest of"please don't"or"no, put it back in"and would push his shaft into my back talk. I would slobber all over his dick untill he was fully lubed and he would hurtle back into hoodlum rock-and-roll Patti's twat to her suspiration of contentment.

I lay down between them and started lapping up at Patti's clit as George VI fucked her, my lingua teasing the slight steel glob. Then I would dart down and slobber over George's equally vast ass balls, rolling them around in my mouth. He would then pull out and lightly facefuck me some more and bewilder it back in Patti.

Patti eventually came squealing like a stuck pig her lower torso bouncing up off the bed like a firecracker and she bit into the pillow to scream. George 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 rear beside me. She was panting and hidrosis and still shaking from her cum. He then knelt over us and started stroking his big peter in our faces, but would push us away when we tried leaning up to breastfeed on his thick fuck tool.

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

Patti and I were reaching towards our climax with George I's horsecock dangling just scant inches from our side of meat by incline faces when George handed the pass catcher to Patti

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

Holy dirt, George dialled her girlfriend ! !

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

George then pressed his fat cocksucker to Patti's lips, stoking further and further

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

George then pushed his rooster 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, huge shag repast !"Patti gasped into the phone, and as George was about to choke her again she said,"here talk to Charity !"

She passed the phone over to me and then George 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 certain hungry ”, May laughed over the phone

"She certainly 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 get squirting under George VI's digital succour

"Are you three going to be long, I know how former she can go hanging out with George VI"

"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 VI pulled his dick out of Patti's red face.

She gasped and shook as she climaxed. George grunted and spunked all over her fount. It was a Brobdingnagian load coating her liberally. Her nose, her frontal bone, her chin, her face 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 phone back to the fuck pall Patti

"Oh god, it was so good, so naughty ”, Patti said licking at George I's dick which was still hard

St. George then motioned me to to range Patti's nerve and I was about to turn down my pussy to her lip when Patti just blurted

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

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

We sucked and fucked away for the adjacent 4 or 5 hours. George V managed to come two to a greater extent multiplication in between break of serve. One prison term up Patti's ass and the endure one was allo ver our faces again. We got fucked silly, and when he was recovering Patti and I licked and sucked at each former trough George was hard again. We even managed some clock time together in the shower.

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

It wasn't good for business, so George paid us for our time. Patti even hired a new girl to help shroud for the metre we spent with George.

Iwas making good money, raft of intimate apparel, and being paid to fuck a god.

It was estimable. Very good.

But things were about to get a whole lot worse