Charity Mother Jones here. Your narrator or purveyor of autobiographical whack off material.

enough of the wit, you want more of my memoirs. Here goes

The 12th grade had finally arrived. The big year. The shuffling or fall apart twelvemonth. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama.

This was my graduating class, so I had to make it a thoroughly one ; but it was already a mad busy one I had discovered within the first calendar week. I was working at the Love Hut intimate apparel storehouse Tues through Thursday nighttime and then working as coat check fille at the Zebra gild. Plus, to no one's surprise I was voted in as senior pilot of the cheerleading police squad. Not to mention trying to keep dating my languid boyfriend and skipper of the football team, Chet Baker.

In short it was a batch and it couldn't all be managed.

I kept working Nox from 4 to 8 at the erotic love Hut with Patti. toughie rock Patti was very flexible about my cheerleading and didn't brain if I came in late or had to strike off a dark even if it was short notice. To be fair, every other Wednesday night wasn't even work ; I would simply maneuver over to the hotel and link my hung dom and Patti for our continuing threesomes.

I had to throw off a nighttime at the Zebra order too. I was never going to see Chet if I worked both nights, and half the Night I was there would postulate taking home some guy or getting gangbanged in an Ebony room. That was killing my homework time too. My Bos Marcus was also very flexible about football plot, and knew I had to take dark off to cheerlead.

Here's a dislocation of my 12th grade madness

Monday

Go to school, hang with Faith and promise, cheerleading drill, home to mom ( optional threesome with Marcus ), do some homework

Tuesday

school day with organized religion and Hope, piece of work at the Love hutch 4 to 9, do a bit of preparation

Wed

School with trust and Hope, cheerleading practice, arrive hour late for work at Love Shack, every early Wednesday threesome with Patti and George

Thursday

schooltime with religious belief and Hope, work 4 to 9 at the Love hutch, do a bit of homework

Friday

school with Faith and Hope, cheerleading recitation, work 7 to 1 at the Zebra lodge, followed by threesome, gangbang or debauch ( catamenial cps depending )

Sabbatum

Hang with Faith and Hope, do some homework, date night with Chet ( optional cuckold session with Chet and big black rooster ( s ) )

Lord's Day

Church, hang with Faith/ Hope/ mummy, do homework

rinse and repeat.

For the first of all few workweek this was definitely the design and that would hold with the elision of special years and vacation's throughout the residuum of the twelvemonth. religious belief, promise and I had managed about of our classes together so we were still inseperable but we all had our lives too.

religious belief was still working the beefburger mogul, and occasionally getting cock from Jerome after work, which I really should own done. So she was relatively busy too, plus she was on the cheerleading squad too. She thrived on business though

promise was the real surprise. She now had a beau. Gone were the days of random sucking every cock that came along. She would still unite us for fun on Friday Nox if I managed to find some in advance for after oeuvre, but there were no other extra curriculars. Her boyfriend was a shocker too. It was Beeder. He had been working the theater as well, and his giant pecker, his big brain were an easy match to the orally fixated goth girlfriend. Her real big daze was that she tried out for the team, and she got in. She would later confess she joined to scud people because she never wore step-in and that Beeder wanted to have intercourse her in her uniform.

It was recently September when Chet came to me and told me excitedly that his founder was here to last out in township. That he wanted to get back down and limit his business concern close to home. He was thrilled, his dad was in town for a few hebdomad at a prison term, or sometime only for a few nights. He worshipped his father and I think he was such an over-achiever in schooling and football game in ant try to impress him.

I was excited too. I was really looking forward to this man. Chet raved on about him, so did Mrs pastor the Churchslut did as well. Except unlike Mrs pastor, Chet's reasons for adulation had nada to do with his Padre's cock. It was a stunt man hex for me, because I had never even been to Chet's home because of his father's prescript of no strangers in the house.

I prettied myself up to the hilt for the big nighttime of meeting Chet's dad. Chet even managed to get his dad to let me sleep the nighttime over, but only in a guest room. I wore a lovely yellow sun dress and put my thick blonde hair into two nifty tress. I looked like the seraphic girl next door.

We went out for an too soon dinner first and I was anxious as blaze before we headed over to Chet's home. Fortunately Mrs Parsons was out for dinner with one of her boyfriends. I"borrowed"him and led him into the bathroom to give me a good intemperate shag in the carrell to calm me down.

With a puss to the full of sperm cell, I was now ready for the night. At least I thought I was.

Chet's household was in no dismissive words a palace. It was vast and on the"adept"side of town, a far cry from my home in the trailer common. His lobby has easily the size of our bread and butter elbow room at home. It was like going back in time for me, my own Father and I lived in a situation like this, but not nearly as immense. It was funny, I viewed the trailer as my home but the star sign I grew up in as just a spot I had once lived.

In any case, the space was vast. A big swimming pool in the binding with a hot tub. Four bedchamber. Three bathrooms. A study. A den. Dining elbow room. Even an amusement room and wine cellar. It was ridiculous.

Coming in we were greeted a the door by the maid. A truly stunning latina Beauty who went by the figure of Consuela. That lovely dark-skinned skin, haughty and naughty feature and a healthy bustline too. She was in her late 40's and had the sexiest accent around. Apparently she had been with the crime syndicate since Chet's mother died when he was 6.

She showed me to my room and made me blush telling me how beautiful I was. How Chet was such a lucky young man to be with such a ravishing peach. How much she loved my beautiful blonde hair. I could have sworn she was hitting on me.

When I was situated, Chet knocked on my room access excitedly and said his founding father just got home and wanted to meet me finally face to confront downstairs in the living room. I giggled and hugged Ted close. He took me by the hand and led me downstairs and opened the stunt woman threshold to met his dad.

"Here she is Dad, this is my girl friend, Polemonium caeruleum John Luther Jones"

It was George.

The sawhorse hung dom of my wet ambition was my swain father. Just a few days ago I was eating his cum out of Patti's ass and now here was standing before me in a bran new luminosity. It certainly explained why he was always in and out of Town all the time. This was going to be… interesting.

We both stood stupid staring at each other for a few seconds. He clearly had no idea that I was his son's girlfriend either. He knew I was in high-pitched school and I knew he could powerfuck me all night, but to be honest, that's all we really knew about each other.

"Aren't you going to say hello ? ”, Chet said excitedly

"Of trend, hullo Polemonium van-bruntiae was it ?"he said composing himself and stepping forward extending a hand

"Yes, a pleasure to conform to you..Mister bread maker"

"Please, bid me St. George ”, we shook hands friendly enough pretending we were strangers.

"Glad you finally met her, Dad, it's only been a yr ”, Chet joked.

"Yes, I really do bid I could have had her pleasure earlier"he dropping that slight insinuation

"Handshakes are so formal ”, I said stepping up and giving him a hug

My petite body squeezed into his big bod and he friendly enough hugged back.

"We should spill ”, he whispered to me

"Agreed ”, I whispered back disentangling myself.

Chet and I sat down on the couch together and sat across from his father and engaged in some unwarranted banter. I could tell Chet was very sharp on the conversation. He talked about us meeting at school, whilst leaving out the gangbang.

Ironically I had already told George VI all about my cuckold of a swain, he loved hearing these stories about me fucking around. He even had me call Chet a duad times while we were fucking and making me tell Chet how skillful he was and how practically I loved this aged unknown cock. Reflecting on it, I never used anyone's name, just calling Chet ‘ baby"and George"daddy ”.

All the time Chet talked, waiting for my appropriate response I noticed the law of similarity. I had always wondered why George had seemed so familiar, and now I knew. The same chiseled jaw, the seem deep blue centre, Lapplander hair colour ( except George II's gray-headed temples ). The same mesomorphic build, the like chin dimple. The major differences were the age, some of George IV's age product line and of course that his putz was twice as big as Chet's.

As Chet went on and on, I started thinking more than and more of George's gargantuan dick. I had never hung around him this tenacious socially without trying to jostle it down my throat or into my pussy. thought process of his powerful tall soma on top of me, pounding the shit out of me for 60 minutes and hours. red cent, I was getting horned up.

Consuela came in asked if we wanted a drink. George asked for another malt whiskey. Chet was going to order us a couple lemonades, but I interrupted him.

"sister, could you cook me one ”, I asked sweetly cuddling up to him

"Consuela can get us one"

"But its better when made with love"

Chet just rolled his eyes, I nudged him and continued"Fine, I want a couple min to chat with your dad"

"OK honey, just for you ”, Chet said giving me a sugared quick kiss,"you play nice with her Dad"

"You got it Panthera tigris ”, George V smiled blandly at his boy

When they left, George V leaned forward in his armchair to address me, but I cut him off.

"I want to know you ”, I told him bluntly

He was almost taken aback for a instant,"It's different now, you're my Logos girlfriend"

"I don't maintenance, I want to be intimate you ”, I reiterated.

"I don't think this is a serious idea"

I lifted up my sundress showing him my bare kitty underneath, my torn panties lying in a corner of the men's washroom at the fellowship restaurant.

"I want your prick in my twat. In my ass, Then in my sass. And I will sustain them ”, I told him firmly.

He lifted an eyebrow to me knowing I was in one of my mode. It was no use arguing when I set my mind to something, I can be insanely stubborn. Then he smiled with a look as to ask me how I was planning on pulling this off.

Just then Chet wandered back in with our deglutition, I quickly covered my twat before he could notice and we went back to pretending to be the sweet teenager and dotting begetter. Consuela walked by me to commit George his scotch and bent over in front of him, showing me a sack up prospect of a really slurred and juicy ass under her annulus. Shit she wasn't wearing panties either ! Chet just looked away nervously, almost as if this was the usual.

She whispered something in his ear then walked over to us and gave us farsighted sugar sticks to stir our drinks, bending over to demonstrate off her very plentiful segmentation. She was probably a bit bigger then me in that department too.

As she dipped the sugarstick in my lemonade she whispered in my ear

"I just love a freshly knock off puta, it eet looks so tasty, si ?"

I raised my supercilium at this, apparently she noticed. And was just as much a bum as me. Then again, she lived in George II's base, she probably had been fucking him for years.

That's when I put two and two together from my former conversation with George I when he first came in to the Love Hut. He was buying lingerie for his noblewoman acquaintance Consuella. This was her. She was probably his dick lave as practically as Patti and I were.

While Chet, George II and I chatted, I would occasionally nominate a insidious display with the sugar stick. I would run my lingua along the tip, slide it in and out of my mouth. Run my tongue up and down along the side. George I shifted occasionally uncomfortably in his seat, trying to hide what was probably a growing erection.

And approximation to play with that monster dick came to mind.

"I couldn't help but notice you have a endearing hottub in the back"

"Oh yeah, Dad loves it"

"I've never been in one ‘ which was technically true,"could we try it out"

"Be my guest ”, George said finally relieved to escape me

"okay, I'll just go get changed into my bathing suit, you two meet me there ”, I stood up and then left the room.

Leaving him no elbow room or time to argue, I made my escape upstairs. I past Consuela along the way.

"Consuela, would you be a beloved and avail me pick out my bathing suit"

"Of grade Ms Greek valerian, eet would be my pleasance ”, she said in that aphrodisiac Spanish accent.

She followed me upstairs and closed the doorway behind her. I steeped into the room and faced the bed.

"I lied, there is no bathing suit, I really wanted you…"I said turning with a pause

I guess she took my interruption as a financial statement instead and the ravishing Mexican maiden was all over me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me shut into a hot wet kiss.

She was an incredible kisser and her tongue was down my throat in a heartbeat. I almost melted into a puddle on the floor as she soul kissed me deeply. She then reached down and snap up my ass with one script and pulled me close into her. She held me by the head and by the ass and French kissed me like I was her true love.

Eventually she came up for air and I nearly fell down after she loosened her clutch on me.

"I want you Meees Polemonium caeruleum too, you are mucha aphrodisiacal

She pulled me close for another kiss but I stopped her

"Yes, I want you too, but that's not what I was going to say"

"Oh now Mees Charity, you no want me to suck on your big boobies ”, Consuela said grabbing my ass with both work force and grinding herself into me.

darn it, she was turning me on,"Yes, but I want to know…."

"Oh yes peck Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, I love to eat your puta, it look very tasty ”, Consuela said moving me to the bed

"I meant, I need you to.."I said trying to dissent

"Yes, Mees Charity, I need you too ”, Consuela pushed me onto my back on to the bed.

"I just, I just ”, Isaid almost swooning as the busty latina began kissing me all over my face and cervix

‘ Shhh, Mees Charity, you just savour"

I stopped trying to resist and let Consuela do her deception.

Consuela loving kissed me and stroked me, gently raising my summer apparel up and over my school principal. She ever so slowly made her way down my body. Starting with prospicient kisses, then kisses and love collation on my neck opening. She then planted subdued kisses on my neckband ivory and onto my chest. She lovingly cupped one of my boob and each hand and started kissing them too.

She would then shoot out her clapper and flick at my nipples, alternating between them. It was care minuscule lightning jerk with each pang of her knife, I whimpered and writhed under tongue. When my nipples were rhomb she would start sucking ling on them, first softly and then long laborious suckles of her sassing and natural language. I almost came after a couple minutes of this treatment.

Consuela made her way slowly further south, kissing my belly, then the inside of my thighs. My twat was literally aching as she inched her kisses further and encourage to my honey pot. She breathed a slow jet of cool air onto my boiling over pussycat. It elicited a gasp from me.

Then she darted out her tongue lightning fast and flicked at my thoroughly engorged clit. I gasped again almost cumming. Then again. Then again. I ran my fingerbreadth through her wooden-headed black haircloth and she took the cue and dived in. I all bust cried out as she mowed down on me.

Consuela was a disciple of cunnilinctus clearly enough, as she adeptly ate me ot. Her tongue was everywhere. She would soak up my clit between her sass and twirl her tongue around on the nubbin in a trope eight that made my heart roll into the back of my head.

I started cumming and cumming har, bucking my pelvic arch into her fount. She held down my hips as I tried writhing away from these vivid oral orgasms, but she would have nothing of it. Consuela tongued me throw mind blowing orgasm after mind blowing sexual climax. I liteorally saw stars before I collapsed limply my eubstance feeling like electricity was pouring out through my button and nipples.

I lay panting on the bed and Consuela moved up along incline me and deeply kissed me, our tongues rolled around in each former's oral fissure. And I licked her Chin lips free of my nectar

"You like, si ? ”, she asked

"Oh I like, si ? ”, I said undoing the bow on her maids outfit

"No Mees Charity, you do that later, I come visit you when Mister George and Mister Chet go to bed"

"If you insist ”, I sighed flopping onto my back

Consuela got up and opened my suitcase, as I enjoyed the afterglow.

"missy Charity, you have no bathing suit ”, Consuela said to me turning around

"That's what I was saying before you made me cum a XII times ”, I laughed

"I'm sorry Mees Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, was there something you wanted to say"

"Yes, Consuela, I know you've been fucking Mr, uhm, George"

"Si Mess Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae ”, Consuela blushed,"I love his grande chulo"

I sighed"Me too, plus he knows what to do with it"

It was finally Consuela's bend to be surprised.

"You have been sexing up Mr George I"

"Si, Consuela, very much so"

An evil grin came to her face."Maybe later, you and I visit Mr Saint George ?"

"Si, Consuela, I like that way you think ”, I smiled back,"but I just wanted to come up here to stall for time"

"What are you going to do Mees Charity ? ”, she said raising an eyebrow

"I was going to go naked into the hottub ”, I smiled

"But Mister Chet ? ”, she asked

"He's seen me have intercourse other men, he'll just have to adapt"

"Si, hatful Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, Mr George has fucked many of Chet's girlfriend"

"Really ”, I said propping up on my human elbow

"Oh yes, they all love his grande culo, he sits by the door and listens and plays with his leetle culo"

I laughed at that"Yes, that sounds like my Chet"

"But they all leave after, they are too ashamed ”, Consuela sighed,"I hope you don't, you too sexy"

"Oh I'm not leaving, but this metre, he wont have to listen, he can watch"

Consuela smiled back"I think I like you Mees Polemonium van-bruntiae"

"I know I like you. recall enough time has passed ?"

"Si, Mees Charity"

I went into the adjoining privy and wrapped myself tightly into a towel. I made a unloose naut mi at the top at the pretense of trying to be minor and made my way downstairs and out into the back.

The backyard was vast, with a huge swimming syndicate and the big hottub. On the former side of the syndicate was Consuela's bungalow where she lived in three rooms when she wasn't in the house. Saint George and Chet were in the hottub already. George was having a beer and Chet was as well. I guess subject was a lot more lax then Chet's earliest pretenses.

I strode out in just the towel towards the tub

"I must have left my courting at home, but Consuela assured me that this towel joint to me"

Chet almost choked on his beer when I said that.

"Umm honey, are you indisputable that's a good mind ?"

"Of course dear, don't you trust me and Consuela"I said innocently climbing into the tub beside Chet.

"Umm okay honey ”, he said as I sat beside him.

The hot tub was amazing. All those jets in all the right field spot. I decided right there and then that when I had my own piazza it would bear to have a hot tub, even if I had no other article of furniture. It was heavenly. Keeping my towel on was proving to be more difficult, just as I intended.

The slope blew up, air house of cards threaten to pop it relieve, the jet currents kept tugging at it in an endeavour to cart off the heavy cloth. I just smiled innocently and chatted with the men.

Chet was turning a pin-up shade of red as sometimes the towel would dither open exposing my entire torso. I pretended not to find the show I was giving both of the men, and took turns sipping Chet's beer with him. George on the other deal was keeping his sang-froid entirely, but he wasn't pretending I wasn't nearly naked either. His eyes would liner on my flesh when the towel would randomly flip open.

Chet and I quickly finished off our beer, mainly because of the huge swigs I was taking off of the bottle.

"Excuse me Mister Baker ”, I said

"Like I said, you can telephone me George V"

"Of class George, but I was wondering if Chet and I could have another beer"

"Certainly"he said handing me a beer out of the cooler nearby.

"Thank you"I replied giving it to Chet to open.

Chet opened the beer and offered it to me.

"You know what, I think I would like my own"

"Okay Charity, I'll just.."George IV said reaching over to grab one.

"Don't go to all that annoyance, I'll get it myself"

I drifted across the hottub towards the cooler, as expected and planned for the towel officially came undone. It swirled and drifted away from me towards Chet. I could hear Chet choking coil on his beer and Goerge clear his pharynx. I stood up at the end and reached over Goerge for a beer, my big pinhead slapping him in the face.

"Oh dear, I seem to sustain lost my towel ”, I said in mock surprise

"Here you are honey ”, Chet said frantically grabbing the towel to paw it back, he was the most delightful shades of red.

"Don't be a bother, I'll just accept seat and veil under the piss, I'm for sure no one could see much"

That was of course was a bald boldness lie. When I was getting a beer, I also turned down the green by nearly half. Now the kitty was a swirling, but relatively see through twirl of hot H2O. Interrupted by brief bout of streaming rushes.

"Oooh George III has a big one right wing here ”, I said looking at Chet

He was sitting dumbfounded with his jaw half open. He was always endearing when I toyed with his sex drive.

"Big jet stream I mean ”, I said and sat down beside George,"you don't judgment do you baby ?"

"Umm, of course of study not ”, Chet said with a squeeze smile.

I settled in beside Saint George in the tub. My domestic ass dicked dom/ Chet's dad sidled over a couple column inch, but I just adjusted to his movement by rubbing my thigh up against his. He just cleared his pharynx and Chet sat there quietly sipping at his beer. I sat as positive as I could be, while the two men were stuck in their own awkward silence.

Consuela arrived just merely bit later after this carrying a tray. The tray was adorned with a twosome butt of soda pop, some shabu and lemon slash for both our drinks and George's beer. She set the tray down and proceeded to pour the drinks.

"I don't think the men approve of my bathing attire, Consuela ”, I asked the busty maiden

"I like what you are not wearing Mees Charity, it is always best to soak naturally ”, she said pouring my crapulence first..


My braids were bothering me, so I untangled them as Consuela waited for me to finish. I took one out and removed the hair band holding it in lieu and grabbed my drink. Consuela went on to serve the other men, and I went to work on finishing my early braid. I finished as Consuela gave Chet his drink, then a pleasant-tasting approximation came to me as I loosened the hair band

"Oops, I dropped my hair set ”, I said doing so *accidently*

"Please deal Charity, let me get it for you"

"No honey Consuela, I lost it, let me discover it"

I fished my hand into the depths of the hottub and straight into George's lap, not even pretending to look for anything else. I instantly went for George's half rigid tool under his loose shorts, glad to see naked adult female still turned him on despite the context. I wrapped my hired man around his tool.

"Oh my, I think I found something else"

"What did you find, Mess Charity ?"

"I found George III's big fat cock ! ”, I smiled.

Chet spit out beer in a choke and George V nearly did the Lapplander. He tried grabbing my hand away but I gave his fat hawkshaw my best kung fu bobby pin. I started stroking his big beast under the urine, despite it not being the skilful angle. Chet looked like he was going to faint.

"Good for you mass Greek valerian, it is such a big affair, si ?"

"Si, Consuela, why I think you could get two bridge player on this big thing, don't you ? ”, I said sipping my beer with my give up hand.

Consuela took my jot and moved back over to our English of the tub. She reached her dusky arm into the water and soon I found her snaking her deal beside my own and we started stroking him in unison.

"Oh yes, Mees Charity, Meester George has a such a lovely culo."

"These short of his are getting in the way, I think he should take them off."

"Si, Mees Charity, I think so to"

I put down my potable and grabbed one end of George's cincture, and Consula reached in grabbed the other and we started tugging.

"You two are very bad ”, George II said finally smiling.

We had his swim trunks down to his ankle when he had to support up to get them off. Getting to his fundament, his Brobdingnagian hawkshaw proudly jutted out of the pee, with Consuela's and my handwriting still stroking him to the fully concentrated beast he now was.

"Oh my, your Dad has such a huge pecker. Why didnt you tell me about this baby ? ”, I asked Chet

"I thought.. And you// well.. You're my girlfriend ! ”, Chet mumbled and blurted

"Oh stop being such a fiddling puta, Mister Chet, your fair sex should know where the material men are ”, Consuela chided my boyfriend.

I was liking this busty latina maid more and more, she knew how to press the right release for Chet's cuckold nature too.

"But.. ”, Chet stammered

"If you didn't want me to give suck his jumbo cock, you shouldn't have brought me to converge your daddy"

"Suck his cock ?"

"If you insist ”, I smiled evily

I stopped jerking George off just so I could swoop my lips onto his shaft. I didn't like the discernment of the hottub weewee, but I loved the appreciation of his dick so it made up for it. I made a display of slurping on it noisily for my darling cucky fellow. I made wet sucking speech sound and bobbed my head up and down his dick.

"Mister Chet, it seems Mees Charity love's your papi's culo"

"Mmmm-hmmm ”, I agreed humming around his Father-God's big dick.

Consuela kept stroking George III's heavyset tool into my mouth while I hungrily slurped on his peter. I took a break with a pant and turned back to Chet.

"Honey I'm just so horny now after Consula ate me out upstairs, will you let me hump your pappa ? ”, I said with my sweet yes.

"Charity ! My dad ! What are you..my dad ! ”, Chet siad his brain in overload.

"Consuela, how about you convince him"

"Si, Mees Charity ”, she agreed.

I kept stroking George's putz as I saw the sultry latina disrobe. She took off her skirt showing her tan and toned pegleg, and like me she had gone commando ; being in the same planetary house as George I imagined she had to be gear up to screw at anytime. Then she got out of her top and her stupendous titty burst free. Her booby were full-grown than my own, but not nearly as big as Momma's, I'd probably put Consuela in in the 36F category, give or take.

Her body was stunning, darkness dusky skin, a svelte waist and wife flaring pelvic arch. She had a big generous backside that I just wanted to swallow my cheek in. Her nipples were dark chocolate silver dollar. And her twat was trimmed with a individual slim dark landing stripe that pointed to thick labial consonant lips.

Consuela climbed into the tub beside the snorting, huffing and illogical swain of mine. She sat down beside him with a grin and her hand went into his lap. Chet instantly stiffened and I could see through the turbulent water that the latina housemaid had her hand under his boxershorts and was busily stroking my boyfriend off.

"I really really want to make love your daddy, may I please ? Please ? ”, I asked insistently

"I um.., oh go,"Chet wheezed under the amah's ministrations.

"Please ? ”, I pleaded

"Oh god yes, yes ! ”, Chet finally gave in as Consuela increased her tempo.

"Goodie ! ”, I smiled showing my naked dead body.

I Bent over the edge of the tub, showing Chet my profile with my big knocker half submerged in the water.. I looked over my shoulder, stage facing Chet and said to George VI ;

"Fuck me pa, fuck me !"

George V didn't seem to have anymore issues about my dating his son as he grabbed by ass with one handwriting and guided his fat dick up into my pussy. I purred as he fit his familiar spirit thickness into me, it had only been a few days since I last had him in me but cuckolding my boyfriend with him made this all blade new. He sighed as he nudged his big dick further into me.

"Oh god, your daddy is so big ! ”, I hollered out loud in joy.

This was turning on George I in a big way and he started sliding in and out of me picking up his pace. Soon he was thrusting hard into me, making me fascinate the end of the tub firmly. My tits were splashing around in the water.

"Meester Chet likes observance, no ? ”, Consuela asked still stroking.

"Oh god yes, he lovvves watching me fuck tangible men ”, I agreed between thrusts.

"Son, if I had known that, I would have fucked all your girlfriend in front of you ! ”, George III chuckled

"Dad ”. Chet squeaked.

"That slut Marjorie, she gave up her ass to me when you were at practice session"

I was pretty surely I met Marjorie before she graduated last yr, she was always really friendly to Chet, always asking about his Dad. It all made sense now.

"Oh god ”, Chet moaned characteristically that signalled him close up to cumming.

"Don't let him cum ! Don't let him cum ! ”, I gasped between poundings.

Chet yelped and twitched, I don't know what Consuela did but it seemed painful and made him halt breathing deeply like he was. St. George picked up the step and started pounding the shit out of me.

George fucked me silly for ages. Consuela continued stroking him and herself under the body of water. She was definitely enjoying the show, and clearly was no stranger to teasing Chet. She would later tell me she had been doing this to him since he was 14 and brought his first of all girlfriend home to get fucked by his father.

She had found him outside his father's bedroom door stroking his turncock and listening to the squeals of his equally 14 year old girlfriend losing her virginity and getting fucked all Night by his sire. She snuck up behind him and gripped his dick hard and kept stroking till he was close, then stopping for him to cool down off. Then going again.

She would card him about his piffling cock, and enjoin him how a great deal swelled his father was. How stick he was in bed. How Chet could never please a cleaning woman the Lapplander way his father could. And a couple hours later when she did allow him to cum all over her hand, she would make him solve it clean. She would then coerce him to his knee and lick out her pussycat. Sometimes even after she had just freshly fucked his father.

So I was in fact his minute cuckoldress, but I went a step further and let him watch. Which was in issue his ultimate desire.

"fuck me daddy ! Yes daddy ! Yes ! ”, I screamed though another climax under George's big dick punishment.

George was huffing and puffing and grunting, and I knew he was getting close.

"Hey, no sperma in the tub ! You no have to clean Meester George ! ”, came Consuela's demand.

Then George did something I had never seen him do before : he obeyed a woman.. He pulled out his thickset dick from my churning depths and squeezed the stem of his peter hard to break from cumming. He sighed and breathed out deeply like releasing a steam valve.

"seminal fluid on adult female, up to my room ”, George V told us getting out of bed and extending hands to me and Consuela.

We took his helping hand and led us out of the tub and toward the house.

"But what about me ? ”. we could hear Chet behind us plead.

"Oh fine, you can arrive and watch, but not a word out of you ”, I said over my shoulder

George led us upstairs, Consuela on one English and be on the former. He had a big hand cupping one of our nates each and we had an arm wrapped around his articulatio humeri each. Chet followed a few steps behind, I can only imagine his view of our two asses forever out of reach of him. I slowed down and exaggerated by step just as Consuela did so that my poor cuckold could see every ripple in our buttocks as they shifted and swayed.

Saint George had a big sleeping accommodation but was relatively Spartan. It was dominated by huge Billie Jean Moffitt King sized bed. There was a walk of life in wardrobe, a chest, a shoe rack and a living president. A immense paries mirror framed the ebd which would give a good angle for whatever action was happening in the bed. And there was a television photographic camera with a lot of tapes beside it hooked up to a tv.

Later I would learn those were tapes full of the woman he had fucked in that bed going back since when he first bought the tv camera 5 days ago. Sometimes I would see some of the tapes between Sessions to chance conversant faces ; Patti, Mrs Parsons, Marjorie and several of the girls I had and currently was going to schooltime with, My favourite had to be his most late one in that pile * Patti and May*, it seemed he was fucking both lesbians at now.

If you're really nice, maybe I'll describe it to you.

George II sat at the foot of the bed his big dick throbbing.

"Alright sluts, get on your knee and start sucking ”, St. George commanded us.

We needed no further instruction and quickly did as we were told. I knelt to George's right thigh and Consuela to George II's left. Chet settled down in the armchair in the recession and started slowly stroking watching the appearance silently as I instructed him.

The lusty busty latina maid and I took our prison term worshipping the senior Baker's huge phallus. We ran our tongue up and down the length of his his boneheaded tool. We would assume crook slurping and rolling his orb in our mouthpiece and then meet for wet kisses over his fat cockhead. It was delicious.

George gripped me by the hair and pulled me up onto the bed. I followed his wind obediently being his slut-pet at spunk. He laid back on the bed and had me straddle his organic structure. His firm hands gripped my hips and pushed me down on his dick which Consuela was lovingly guiding into my dearest hole.

I started rocking my ass up and down on his thickness as he pushed slowly up into me. Consuella would slurp on his balls then run her knife up his length. Across my slit and then flick the tip of her knife in my ass, slowly moistening it up as George II fucked me some more.

"Yes, daddy, yes"I grunted as I fed him my tits as I lay on top of him.

I fucked him this way for a retentive time, switching mamilla to nipple with his lip. St. George was loving this and he started controlling his breaht.

"Oh baby, daddy wants to cum, daddy wants to cum"

"Not yet ”, George said,"roll over"

I did so, and he then moved me back onto his consistency. I was now in the position known famously as reverse-cowgirl. Consuella was slurping on his gumshoe and then slowly guided my dom's Brobdingnagian dick to my back door

"Oh Chet baby, Daddy's going tofuck your infant's ass ”, I wheezed.

All I heard was Chet moan and looked over and saw him beating his essence furiously. I blew him a kiss.

"lovemaking you Chet honey"

"Love you too Charity baby"

"Don't come yet Chet honey"

"Anything you want costly"

With that he slowed down his frenzied whacking and I slowly eased my self onto George's huge cock.

I absolutely adore getting fucked in the ass, Saint George is just a touch thicker then well-nigh men. It had been a week since I had been double-teamed by a couple of big black shaft and I was ready to get anally rammed later that Night if tonight had been a dud. So I was ready to take his big gumshoe up my ass.

I eased myself down his girth, loving how a lot he filled me up ad stuffed me. It hit all the rectify nerves and I knew it would only been a few minutes before I was cumming like crazy from doing this. Plus Consuela ad started licking my cunt out to facilitate relax me.

Finally I eased my self to he was balls inscrutable in me, and I thought I felt him in my throat. That's when the busty maidservant started fingering my pussy at the like time. Feeling her probing digit and his putz set me off and I started cumming just sitting on his dick.


"Ohhhh fuck, daddddddddddy ”, I squealed.

That's what he did, he gripped my hips and with his understructure planted firmly on the floor George IV started pounding deep into me. I pushed my hips up and down on him and throw deeply into me. Consuela kept up thoroughly lubed, by licking my pussy and slurping on George VI's dick.. She had a loveable touch of awful in her and would occasionally spue on his dick to add some more slickness.

I was nearly crying loving his shaft in my ass so much. The power shucking combined with the expert twat eating set me off with one cum followed my another.

"honey my gumshoe in your ass, don't you slut ?"George V said pounding me from below

"Yes dad, I love your big dick in my ass ”, I said through tears of joy.

"deficiency me to cum in your ass, little slut ?"

"Yes pop, come in my slutty ass ”, I insisted.

"Over here, leetle culo ”, Consuela instructed Chet

Chet walked up to Consuela bashfully and she forced him to his knees beside her so he could get a first hand aspect at his beginner business leader fucking his girlfriend ass. Consuela started stroking his cock firmly in her hand.

"Oh shit, oh yeah, here it comes trollop"George IV said pumping potent and deepr

"Oh fuck, cummmmmmming, I'm cumming daddy ! ! ! ”, I howled.

fountain of his hot liquidness filled up my rear, spurt after spurt after spurt. I shook through a cum and finally subsided shaking.

Consuela started giving Chet a rapid ad fevered hand job which had him shuddering in seconds. Consuela pulled George's giant shaft from my very load ass and then proceeded to push Chet's face right into my ass.

"Eat it leetle culo ”, she hissed at him.

Chet started slurping away at my ass as instruct, I had never had a mnas tongue up my ass and I loved it. I actually felt the riffle of an aftercum as he did so, and grabbed the back of his header and pushed him even further between my cheeks.

Chet started groaning and shaking, and he came in Consuela's hand. She pushed him back in mock disgust and witticism. Chet knelt there with his dad's cum dripping off his chin, and then Consuela stuffed her finger in his oral cavity to make him lap them clean. If there was any doubt he wasn't a thoroughgoing and stark cuckold before, it was gone now.

Consuela crawled up on to the bed and started cleaning George's cock with her backtalk while I lay panting on the bed. Chet knelt beside me and kissed me deeply.

"I love you Polemonium van-bruntiae"

"I love you too, and your dad's dick"

He blushed at this.

"I told you not to cum ”, I said judgementally.

"I'm sorry honey, I just couldn't help it ”, Chet apologized.

"Your penalty for disobeying is that you have to go to bed now, I'll come visit you when your dad is done with me"

"But honey.. ”, Chet begged.

"No excuses, straight to bed baby ”, I told him

"Yes earnest"he said getting up with a quick kiss on my sass

As closed the door behind him, I said as trashy as I cold so that he could hear ;

"Oh my ! Daddy's big dick is hard for me again !"

Which was quite true actually. Consuela had been sucking him hard and noisily to help him maintain his erection. Being the Guest I had the award of riding his big putz some to a greater extent, so I climbed up on top of George and slid his hawkshaw into my hungry pussy.

Consuela knelt behind us again as I rode George I through another few climax of my own. He grabbed my big toddler and let me labor into him. I loved his big hawkshaw in me.

Consuela joined us to lay beside George II as I rode him grinding into his dick enjoying a slow wet fuck. She played with my button till I cam again on his big dick.

I slowly eased off him to let Consuela have a round with her employer at last. Unlike me there was no slwo detrition. She knelt over him, squatting over his dick planting her feet on the bed and her hands on his broad chest. The busty maid proceeded to bounce up and down on his big dick, her ass cheeks slapping down with every downward thrust.

She curse and swore and Spanish interrupted by bursts of telling him how much she loved fucking his big dick in English. I then decided to join in on the fun and straddled George's facial expression and let him eat me out while I soul kissed the sr. lady.

Consuela insisted I get all the cum tonight though for my cuckie to houseclean up later, so when she felt George I getting close she would slack down and ease off his jumbo pecker. George then rolled me over on to my back and spread my thighs wide.

He pierced me with his monster pecker making me scream out again and started powerfucking me just the way he loved. I kept screaming like a maniac as I came over and over again. Part of me was performing for Chet just down the hall too I have to admit.

Consuela shut me up though by sitting on my face and finally feeding me her twat. She was succulent and meaty. It was like digging into a hot sweaty steak, she was all woman that's for sure. She kept grinding her cunt hard into my face, so often that I almost had trouble breathing but she didn't care.

Consuella just kept insisting I suck her clit heavily and lap up her juice, she gripped me by the hair so I couldn't move and nearly drowned me when she quirted in my mouth.

George II let out a yowl and came again, cryptical inside my pussy. And eventually pulled out as Consuela rode my look hard.

She shrieked and trmbled through another cum and then squirted all over my face again. Patti had done this a couple fourth dimension, but never in the amount that Consuela did, I had to take back and drink a lot of her juices just to observe up. When she stopped shaking she rolled off the bed beside me.

Consuela then excused herself, saying she had to get up early in the morning to pee-pee us breakfast and that she had to go make erotic love to her hubby once before she slept


It seemed that George and Consuela had been playing a farsighted term hustle on her married man. When she first started working for George I she was an illegal immigrant, and started fucking him in 24-hour interval. Her husband found out so Consuela told him that he threatened to report them to INS if he confronted George about fucking his wife.

In fact, George helped get Consuela her green card and had been an American citizen for class, and also got her husband a job as the gardener. Consuela just told him she was an illegal so that she could keep fucking her party boss so that he wouldn't try ending the involvement. He probably had seen the whole hottub matter from their guest house.

George and I chatted for a few minutes about our new state of matter of affairs. I assured him we could keep fucking indefinitely and he seemed fine with that, just as long as Chet gave consent to it. He loved his son dearly, and thought his former girlfriends were gold-diggers and deserved to be treated like sluts.

I was flattered because he thought I was different, and I assured him I loved his son dearly. Just sexually Chet didn't satisfy me, and that he was waiting for his wedding party night to lose it. I assured him Chet was everything I wanted in a man and that he raised a great son. Just I wanted to bed his dad more.

He seemed felicitous with that and it was settled.

To keep it I gave him a long loving blowjob, worshipping his dick for the next hour. I slobbered his node, boo balss and bass throated him. He started throat fucking me towards the end and when he came I kept his cum in my mouthpiece. I fake blew him a buss and wandered down the entrance hall to Chet's sleeping accommodation

I crept into the bed with him, and he was still awaken, I cuddled up behind him and he turned his head to me. I proceeded to generate my fellow a cryptical wet kiss feeding his father's cum into his lip. Being the proper cuck he swallowed faithfully. And we kissed softly.

I slipped up behind him spoon fashion and gave him a range around to stroke off his hard dick. In moment he came in my hand, which of line he dutifully licked off my hand.

"You're okay with me fucking your dad ? ”, I whispered to him.

"Yeah, it was just a big surprise that's all ”, he answered

"wagerer some you trust, right"

"Definitely ”, he agreed.

"Was it hot ? ”, I mischievously asked

"Everything you do is hot, if I could cum again, I'd show you"

I giggled.

Yes it was a perfect relationship.

"Good night Chet, I love you"

"Goodnight Charity, I love you too"

We then slept snugly together late into the next morning .