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

Enough of the wit, you want to a greater extent of my memoirs. Here goes

The 12th course had finally arrived. The big twelvemonth. The make or wear year. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama.

This was my calibrate year, so I had to make it a good one ; but it was already a wild occupy one I had discovered within the maiden week. I was working at the Love Hut lingerie Store Tuesday through Thursday dark and then working as coat check girl at the Zebra lodge. Plus, to no one's surprisal I was voted in as Captain of the cheerleading team. Not to mention trying to hold on dating my dreamy boyfriend and police captain of the football game squad, Chet Baker.

In myopic it was a quite a little and it couldn't all be managed.

I kept working nights from 4 to 8 at the passion Hut with Patti. Punk rock Patti was very flexible about my cheerleading and didn't mind if I came in late or had to drive off a night even if it was short notice. To be bazaar, every other Midweek nighttime wasn't even work ; I would simply point over to the hotel and fall in my hung dom and Patti for our continuing threesomes.

I had to drop a night at the Zebra golf club too. I was never going to see Chet if I worked both nighttime, and half the nights I was there would require taking nursing home some guy or getting gangbanged in an Ebony elbow room. That was killing my homework time too. My boss Marcus was also very flexible about football games, and knew I had to take Nox off to cheerlead.

Here's a partitioning of my 12th grade madness

Monday

Go to school day, hang with Faith and Bob Hope, cheerleading practice session, rest home to ma ( optional threesome with Marcus ), do some homework

Tuesday

schoolhouse with faith and Hope, work at the Love Shack 4 to 9, do a bit of homework

Midweek

School with religious belief and promise, cheerleading practice, go far hour late for work at erotic love hovel, every other Wed trio with Patti and George IV

Thursday

School with faith and Hope, work 4 to 9 at the Love Shack, do a bit of homework

Friday

school with Faith and Hope, cheerleading practice session, oeuvre 7 to 1 at the Zebra nightspot, followed by tierce, gangbang or debauchery ( catamenial cycle depending )

Saturday

Hang with Faith and Hope, do some homework, escort Nox with Chet ( optional cuckold session with Chet and big pitch-dark pecker ( s ) )

Lord's Day

church service, hang with Faith/ Hope/ Momma, do homework

rinsing and repeat.

For the first few weeks this was definitely the pattern and that would hold with the exception of special days and holiday's throughout the rest period of the year. Faith, Bob Hope and I had managed most of our division together so we were still inseperable but we all had our lifespan too.

religious belief was still working the Burger business leader, and occasionally getting pecker from Saint Jerome after work, which I really should take done. So she was relatively busy too, plus she was on the cheerleading team too. She thrived on occupation though

Leslie Townes Hope was the real surprise. She now had a boyfriend. Gone were the Clarence Day of random sucking every peter that came along. She would still conjoin us for fun on Friday Nox if I managed to rule some in onward motion for after work, but there were no former extra curriculars. Her beau was a shocker too. It was Beeder. He had been working the house as well, and his whale cock, his big brain were an easy match to the orally fixated tike girl. Her real big electrical shock was that she tried out for the team, and she got in. She would later confess she joined to flash people because she never wore panty and that Beeder wanted to fuck her in her uniform.

It was late Sept when Chet came to me and told me excitedly that his Church Father was here to detain in townspeople. That he wanted to settle down and confine his business close to house. He was thrilled, his dad was in Town for a few weeks at a time, or sometime only for a few dark. He worshipped his father and I think he was such an over-achiever in school day and football in ant attempt to impress him.

I was excited too. I was really looking forward to this man. Chet raved on about him, so did Mrs Parsons the Churchslut did as well. Except unlike Mrs Parsons, Chet's cause for adulation had nothing to do with his father's cock. It was a doubling whammy for me, because I had never even been to Chet's family because of his Father of the Church's rule of no strangers in the house.

I prettied myself up to the hilt for the big Nox of meeting Chet's dad. Chet even managed to get his dad to let me sleep the nighttime over, but only in a Edgar Guest elbow room. I wore a lovely yellow sun dress and put my thick blonde hair into two neat braids. I looked like the sweetest girlfriend side by side door.

We went out for an early dinner first and I was neural as Scheol before we headed over to Chet's home base. Fortunately Mrs Parsons was out for dinner with one of her boyfriends. I"borrowed"him and led him into the bath to give me a unspoilt severe fucking in the stall to chill out me down.

With a twat good of sperm, I was now gear up for the night. At to the lowest degree I thought I was.

Chet's home was in no dismissive words a castle. It was huge and on the"good"slope of town, a far cry from my home in the trailer park. His foyer has easily the size of our livelihood room at habitation. It was like going back in time for me, my own father and I lived in a place like this, but not nearly as huge. It was funny, I viewed the trailer as my habitation but the mansion I grew up in as just a place I had once lived.

In any case, the place was huge. A big swim pool in the vertebral column with a hot tub. Four bedrooms. Three lavatory. A study. A den. Dining room. Even an amusement room and wine root cellar. It was ridiculous.

advent in we were greeted a the doorway by the amah. A truly stunning latina sweetheart who went by the name of Consuela. That lovely dusky peel, haughty and blue feature and a healthy bustline too. She was in her lately 40's and had the sexiest accent around. Apparently she had been with the family since Chet's mother died when he was 6.

She showed me to my way and made me blush telling me how beautiful I was. How Chet was such a lucky Brigham Young man to be with such a ravishing mantrap. How a good deal she loved my beautiful blonde haircloth. I could have sworn she was hitting on me.

When I was situated, Chet knocked on my room access excitedly and said his Father of the Church just got home plate and wanted to match me finally face to face downstairs in the living room. I giggled and hugged Ted close. He took me by the paw and led me downstairs and opened the double doors to met his dad.

"Here she is Dad, this is my girl protagonist, Greek valerian Jones"

It was George.

The horse hung dom of my wet dreams was my young man 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 ignitor. It certainly explained why he was always in and out of township all the time. This was going to be… interesting.

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

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

"Of track, hello charity was it ?"he said composing himself and stepping forward extending a hand

"Yes, a pleasure to meet you..Mister Baker"

"Please, promise me 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 compliments I could ingest had her joy earlier"he dropping that cold-shoulder innuendo

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

My petite consistence squeezed into his big frame and he friendly enough hugged back.

"We should talk ”, he whispered to me

"Agreed ”, I whispered back disentangling myself.

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

Ironically I had already told St. George all about my cuckold of a boyfriend, he loved hearing these level about me fucking around. He even had me call Chet a mates times while we were fucking and making me enjoin Chet how in force he was and how very much I loved this older strangers cock. Reflecting on it, I never used anyone's gens, just calling Chet ‘ baby"and George"daddy ”.

All the time Chet talked, waiting for my appropriate reaction I noticed the similarity. I had always wondered why George II had seemed so associate, and now I knew. The Saame chiseled jaw, the seem deeply blue eyes, same hair coloration ( except George's grey synagogue ). The Same mesomorphic build, the Lapplander chin dimpled chad. The major differences were the age, some of George III's age lines and of course that his cock was twice as big as Chet's.

As Chet went on and on, I started thinking to a greater extent and more of George VI's giant peter. I had never hung around him this long socially without trying to shove it down my throat or into my pussy. thought process of his powerful tall chassis on top of me, pounding the prick out of me for hours and time of day. Damn, I was getting horned up.

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

"Baby, could you make me one ”, I asked sweetly cuddling up to him

"Consuela can get us one"

"But its better when made with lovemaking"

Chet just rolled his heart, I nudged him and continued"fine, I want a couple minutes to chat with your dad"

"Okay beloved, just for you ”, Chet said giving me a Sweet speedy kiss,"you play nice with her Dad"

"You got it tiger ”, George smiled blandly at his boy

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

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

He was almost taken aback for a 2nd,"It's different now, you're my sons girlfriend"

"I don't tending, I want to have intercourse you ”, I reiterated.

"I don't think this is a dependable mind"

I lifted up my sundress showing him my bare twat underneath, my lacerated pantie lying in a corner of the men's washroom at the family restaurant.

"I want your gumshoe in my puss. In my ass, Then in my mouth. And I will let them ”, I told him firmly.

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

Just then Chet wandered back in with our beverage, I quickly covered my jackass before he could notice and we went back to pretending to be the dessert stripling and dotting don. Consuela walked by me to give George his scotch and bent over in front of him, showing me a clear view of a really duncish and juicy ass under her skirt. dickhead 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 farseeing sugar sticks to excite our deglutition, bending over to show off her very plentiful cleavage. She was probably a bit swelled then me in that section too.

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

"I just eff a freshly shaven puta, it eet looks so tasty, si ?"

I raised my eyebrows at this, apparently she noticed. And was just as often a tramp as me. Then again, she lived in George III's home, she probably had been fucking him for years.

That's when I put two and two together from my earlier conversation with George VI when he first came in to the love life Hut. He was buying lingerie for his lady friend Consuella. This was her. She was probably his cocks lave as much as Patti and I were.

While Chet, George and I chatted, I would occasionally micturate a subtle display with the moolah stick. I would run my tongue along the tip, slide it in and out of my mouth. Run my glossa up and down along the side. George V shifted occasionally uncomfortably in his butt, trying to hide what was probably a growing erection.

And idea to dally with that giant dick came to mind.

"I couldn't help but notice you have a lovely 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 VI said finally relieved to escape me

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

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

"Consuela, would you be a dear and help oneself me beak out my bathing courting"

"Of course Ms Jacob's ladder, eet would be my pleasure ”, she said in that sexy Spanish accent.

She followed me upstairs and closed the door 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 suspension

I guess she took my pause as a statement instead and the ravishing Mexican maid was all over me. She wrapped her weapons system around my neck opening and pulled me fill up into a hot wet buss.

She was an incredible countenance 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 grabbed my ass with one handwriting and pulled me conclude into her. She held me by the oral sex and by the ass and French kissed me like I was her admittedly love.

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

"I want you Meees Charity too, you are mucha sexy

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 Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, you no want me to blow on your big boobies ”, Consuela said grabbing my ass with both hands and grinding herself into me.

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

"Oh yes Mess Polemonium 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 protest

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

"I just, I just ”, Isaid almost swooning as the well-endowed latina began kissing me all over my font and neck

‘ Shhh, Mees Polemonium van-bruntiae, you just bask"

I stopped trying to dissent and let Consuela do her magic.

Consuela loving kissed me and stroked me, gently raising my summer dress up and over my head. She ever so slowly made her way down my body. Starting with long kisses, then kisses and love chomp on my neck. She then planted soft kisses on my collar bone and onto my bureau. She lovingly cupped one of my breasts and each helping hand and started kissing them too.

She would then fleet out her tongue and picture at my pap, alternating between them. It was like petty lightning jolts with each stab of her tongue, I whimpered and writhed under tongue. When my nipple were rhomb she would start sucking ling on them, first softly and then long hard suckles of her lips and clapper. I almost came after a couple minutes of this treatment.

Consuela made her way slowly further south, kissing my belly, then the interior of my thighs. My pussy was literally aching as she inched her kisses foster and further to my love pot. She breathed a slow jet of cool air onto my simmering over pussy. It elicited a gasp from me.

Then she darted out her natural language lightning fast and flicked at my thoroughly engorged clit. I gasped again almost cumming. Then again. Then again. I ran my fingers through her thick dark hair and she took the cue and dived in. I all bust cried out as she mowed down on me.

Consuela was a adherent of cunnilinctus clearly enough, as she adeptly ate me ot. Her clapper was everywhere. She would suck my clit between her lips and twiddle her tongue around on the nubbin in a physique eight that made my optic roll into the back of my brain.

I started cumming and cumming har, bucking my hips into her face. She held down my pelvic girdle as I tried writhing away from these intense oral examination orgasms, but she would give birth cipher of it. Consuela tongued me throw mind blowing orgasm after thinker blowing climax. I liteorally saw star before I collapsed limply my body feeling like electrical energy was pouring out through my clit and nipples.

I lay panting on the bed and Consuela moved up along position me and deeply kissed me, our tongue rolled around in each former's sassing. And I licked her chin up lip unloosen 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 gage

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

"Miss charity, you have no bathing suit of clothes ”, Consuela said to me turning around

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

"I'm sorry Mees Charity, was there something you wanted to say"

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

"Si kettle of fish brotherly love ”, Consuela blushed,"I love his grande chulo"

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

It was finally Consuela's turn to be surprised.

"You have been sexing up Mr Saint George"

"Si, Consuela, very much so"

An malevolent smile came to her side."Maybe later, you and I visit Mr George VI ?"

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

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

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

"But Mister Chet ? ”, she asked

"He's seen me fuck early men, he'll just consume to adjust"

"Si, Mess charity, Mr. George has fucked many of Chet's girlfriend"

"Really ”, I said propping up on my cubital joint

"Oh yes, they all love his grande culo, he sits by the door and listens and fun 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 aphrodisiac"

"Oh I'm not leaving, but this time, he wont have to take heed, he can watch"

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

"I know I like you. remember adequate prison term has passed ?"

"Si, Mees Greek valerian"

I went into the adjoining bath and wrapped myself tightly into a towel. I made a loose knot at the top at the pretense of trying to be meek and made my way downstairs and out into the back.

The backyard was immense, with a vast swim 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. George and Chet were in the hottub already. George III was having a beer and Chet was as well. I guess discipline was a lot more lax then Chet's in the beginning pretenses.

I strode out in just the towel towards the tub

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

Chet almost choked on his beer when I said that.

"Umm beloved, are you sure that's a upright idea ?"

"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 mightily places. I decided right there and then that when I had my own place it would have to deliver a hot tub, even if I had no other furniture. It was heavenly. Keeping my towel on was proving to be more difficult, just as I intended.

The side of meat blew up, air bubble threaten to pop it justify, the jet electric current kept tugging at it in an attempt to drag off the heavy cloth. I just smiled innocently and chatted with the men.

Chet was turning a lovely shade of red as sometimes the towel would flap open exposing my integral body. I pretended not to notice the show I was giving both of the men, and took turns sipping Chet's beer with him. George on the early helping hand was keeping his poise entirely, but he wasn't pretending I wasn't nearly naked either. His oculus 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 gulp I was taking off of the bottle.

"self-justification me Mister Baker ”, I said

"Like I said, you can call me George"

"Of course St. 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 care my own"

"Okay Polemonium van-bruntiae, I'll just.."George I said reaching over to grab one.

"Don't go to all that pain in the neck, 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 choke on his beer and Goerge readable his throat. I stood up at the end and reached over Goerge for a beer, my big boobs slapping him in the face.

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

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

"Don't be a bother, I'll just have seat and hide out under the water, I'm surely no one could see much"

That was of course was a bald facial expression lie. When I was getting a beer, I also turned down the jets by nearly half. Now the pond was a swirling, but relatively see through twist of hot water. Interrupted by legal brief bouts of streaming rushes.

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

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

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

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

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

Consuela arrived just merely moments later after this carrying a tray. The tray was adorned with a couple butt of sodium carbonate pop, some glasses and lemon slicing for both our drinks and George I'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 maidservant

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


My tress were bothering me, so I untangled them as Consuela waited for me to finish up. I took one out and removed the tomentum band holding it in place and grabbed my drink. Consuela went on to serve the former men, and I went to work on finishing my former braid. I finished as Consuela gave Chet his drink, then a toothsome idea came to me as I loosened the hair band

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

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

"No dear Consuela, I lost it, let me find it"

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

"Oh my, I think I found something else"

"What did you find, mass Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae ?"

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

Chet spit out beer in a choke and George nearly did the same. He tried grabbing my bridge player away but I gave his fat dick my good kung fu grip. I started stroking his big beast under the water, despite it not being the salutary angle. Chet looked like he was going to faint.

"Good for you fix Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, it is such a big matter, si ?"

"Si, Consuela, why I think you could get two hands on this big matter, don't you ? ”, I said sipping my beer with my free hand.

Consuela took my suggestion and moved back over to our side of the tub. She reached her dusky arm into the piddle and soon I found her snaking her hand beside my own and we started stroking him in unison.

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

"These shorts 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 drunkenness and grabbed one end of George's waistband, and Consula reached in grabbed the former and we started tugging.

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

We had his swim trunks down to his ankle joint when he had to stand up to get them off. Getting to his understructure, his vast pecker proudly jutted out of the water supply, with Consuela's and my hand still stroking him to the fully strong beast he now was.

"Oh my, your Dad has such a vast cock. 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 niggling puta, Mister Chet, your woman should know where the really men are ”, Consuela chided my boyfriend.

I was liking this busty latina maid Sir Thomas More and more, she knew how to press the rectify buttons for Chet's cuckold nature too.

"But.. ”, Chet stammered

"If you didn't want me to suck his jumbo cock, you shouldn't have brought me to meet 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 dick. I didn't like the gustatory sensation of the hottub H2O, but I loved the taste perception of his dick so it made up for it. I made a appearance of slurping on it noisily for my darling cucky young man. I made wet sucking sounds and bobbed my capitulum up and down his dick.

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

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

Consuela kept stroking George's wooden-headed tool into my mouth while I hungrily slurped on his dick. I took a time out with a gasp and turned back to Chet.

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

"Polemonium caeruleum ! My dad ! What are you..my dad ! ”, Chet siad his encephalon in overload.

"Consuela, how about you convince him"

"Si, Mees Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae ”, she agreed.

I kept stroking George V's dick as I saw the sultry latina disrobe. She took off her skirt showing her tan and toned legs, and like me she had gone commando ; being in the same household as George I imagined she had to be set up to have it away at anytime. Then she got out of her top and her colossal breast burst free. Her booby were bigger than my own, but not nearly as big as Momma's, I'd probably put Consuela in in the 36F category, feed or take.

Her body was stunning, obscure dusky skin, a reduce waist and wife flaring hip joint. She had a big generous backside that I just wanted to inter my face in. Her pap were dark burnt umber silver dollar. And her snatch was trimmed with a unity slim dark landing stripe that pointed to thick labial lips.

Consuela climbed into the tub beside the snorting, huffing and befuddled boyfriend 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 tumultuous piddle that the latina maiden had her hand under his boxers and was busily stroking my boyfriend off.

"I really really want to lie with your daddy, may I delight ? Please ? ”, I asked insistently

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

"Please ? ”, I pleaded

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

"Goodie ! ”, I smiled showing my defenseless eubstance.

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

"screw me Daddy, fuck me !"

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

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

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

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

"Oh god yes, he lovvves watching me get laid literal men ”, I agreed between thrusts.

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

"Dad ”. Chet squeaked.

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

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

"Oh god ”, Chet moaned characteristically that signalled him close 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 stop over breathing deeply like he was. George picked up the pace and started pounding the shit out of me.

St. George fucked me silly for ages. Consuela continued stroking him and herself under the water. She was definitely enjoying the show, and clearly was no unknown to teasing Chet. She would later tell me she had been doing this to him since he was 14 and brought his first-class honours degree lady friend home to get fucked by his father.

She had found him outside his Father of the Church's bedroom door stroking his hammer and hearing to the squeals of his equally 14 year old girlfriend losing her virginity and getting fucked all dark by his don. She snuck up behind him and gripped his peter hard and kept stroking cashbox he was close, then stopping for him to cool off. Then going again.

She would cod him about his little pecker, and tell him how much braggy his father was. How amazing he was in bed. How Chet could never delight a fair sex the Lapp way his father could. And a couple hr later when she did allow him to cum all over her script, she would make him lick it clean house. She would then force him to his knees and punch out her kitty-cat. Sometimes even after she had just freshly fucked his father.

So I was in fact his second cuckoldress, but I went a stone's throw further and let him watch. Which was in force his ultimate desire.

"fucking me pa ! Yes daddy ! Yes ! ”, I screamed though another orgasm under George V's big gumshoe 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 strip Meester George VI ! ”, came Consuela's demand.

Then George III did something I had never seen him do before : he obeyed a woman.. He pulled out his thick dick from my churning depths and squeezed the base of his tool heavy to finish from cumming. He sighed and breathed out deeply like releasing a steam valve.

"Come on charwoman, up to my room ”, George told us getting out of bed and extending hands to me and Consuela.

We took his hands 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 come and catch, but not a password out of you ”, I said over my berm

George led us upstairs, Consuela on one side and be on the other. He had a big script cupping one of our buttocks each and we had an arm wrapped around his shoulder each. Chet followed a few steps behind, I can only opine his view of our two ass forever out of range of him. I slowed down and exaggerated by stone's throw just as Consuela did so that my inadequate cuckold could see every ripple in our buttocks as they shifted and swayed.

George I had a big bedroom but was relatively Spartan. It was dominated by vast king sized bed. There was a walk in closet, a vanity, a shoe stand and a keep chair. A Brobdingnagian wall mirror framed the ebd which would give a skilful slant for whatever activity was happening in the bed. And there was a picture camera with a bunch of tapes beside it hooked up to a tv.

Later I would study those were tapes broad of the women he had fucked in that bed going back since when he first bought the camera 5 days ago. Sometimes I would watch some of the tapes between Roger Sessions to find familiar faces ; Patti, Mrs Parsons, Marjorie and several of the girls I had and currently was going to school with, My favourite had to be his most Holocene epoch one in that pile * Patti and May*, it seemed he was fucking both gay woman at now.

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

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

"Alright hussy, get on your knees and start sucking ”, George commanded us.

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

The full-blooded busty latina amah and I took our fourth dimension worshipping the aged Baker's huge phallus. We ran our tongues up and down the length of his his slurred tool. We would adopt round slurping and rolling his glob in our oral fissure and then fit for wet kisses over his fat cockhead. It was delicious.

George V gripped me by the pilus and pulled me up onto the bed. I followed his lead obediently being his slut-pet at heart. He laid back on the bed and had me range his soundbox. His firm hands gripped my rose hip and pushed me down on his dick which Consuela was lovingly guiding into my dear hole.

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

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

I fucked him this way for a longsighted time, switching nipple to nipple with his lips. George was loving this and he started controlling his breaht.

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

"Not yet ”, George said,"gyre over"

I did so, and he then moved me back onto his body. I was now in the position known famously as reverse-cowgirl. Consuella was slurping on his cock and then slowly guided my dom's huge tool to my backdoor

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

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

"love you Chet honey"

"sexual love you too Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae baby"

"Don't come yet Chet dear"

"Anything you want heartfelt"

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

I absolutely adore getting fucked in the ass, George I is just a touch thicker then most men. It had been a workweek since I had been double-teamed by a couple of big black cocks and I was ready to get anally rammed later that nighttime if tonight had been a dud. So I was ready to learn his big dick up my ass.

I eased myself down his girth, loving how much he filled me up ad stuffed me. It hit all the right nerves and I knew it would only been a few proceedings before I was cumming like loony from doing this. Plus Consuela ad started licking my pussycat out to help make relaxed me.

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


"Ohhhh fucking, daddddddddddy ”, I squealed.

That's what he did, he gripped my pelvic girdle and with his feet planted firmly on the floor George started pounding oceanic abyss into me. I pushed my hip joint up and down on him and thrust deeply into me. Consuela kept up thoroughly lubed, by licking my puss and slurping on George I's dick.. She had a lovable touch of nasty in her and would occasionally spit on his dick to add some more slickness.

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

"erotic love my dick in your ass, don't you slut ?"George said pounding me from below

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

"neediness me to cum in your ass, footling slut ?"

"Yes pappa, 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 deal feeling at his father magnate fucking his girlfriends ass. Consuela started stroking his tool firmly in her hand.

"Oh shit, oh yeah, here it comes slut"George III said pumping solid and deepr

"Oh roll in the hay, cummmmmmming, I'm cumming daddy ! ! ! ”, I howled.

Jets of his hot liquidity filled up my buttocks, spirt after spurt after spirt. I shook through a cum and finally subsided shaking.

Consuela started giving Chet a speedy ad fevered handwriting job which had him shuddering in seconds. Consuela pulled George's giant dick from my very debase ass and then proceeded to push Chet's font 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 ripple of an aftercum as he did so, and grabbed the book binding of his read/write head 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 mood. Chet knelt there with his dad's cum dripping off his chin, and then Consuela stuffed her finger's breadth in his mouthpiece to make him puzzle out them clean. If there was any dubiety he wasn't a complete and sodding cuckold before, it was gone now.

Consuela crawled up on to the bed and started cleaning George II's dick with her lip 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 cock"

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

"But honey.. ”, Chet begged.

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

"Yes love"he said getting up with a quick osculation on my lip

As closed the doorway behind him, I said as tatty as I cold so that he could take heed ;

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

Which was quite straight actually. Consuela had been sucking him hard and noisily to avail him exert his erection. Being the Edgar Albert Guest I had the honours of riding his big shaft some more, so I climbed up on top of George V and slid his gumshoe into my athirst pussy.

Consuela knelt behind us again as I rode George through another few climaxes of my own. He grabbed my big bambino and let me grind into him. I loved his big tool in me.

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

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

She curse and swore and Spanish interrupted by bursts of telling him how often she loved fucking his big prick in English. I then decided to fall in in on the fun and straddled George's face and let him eat me out while I soul kissed the older lady.

Consuela insisted I get all the cum tonight though for my cuckie to clean house up later, so when she felt George getting close she would slow down and ease off his giant dick. George III then rolled me over on to my backbone and bedspread my thighs wide.

He pierced me with his giant dick 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 slit unvoiced into my fount, so much that I almost had trouble respiration but she didn't care.

Consuella just kept insisting I suck her button hard and lap up her juices, 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 holler and came again, trench inside my pussy. And eventually pulled out as Consuela rode my expression hard.

She shrieked and trmbled through another cum and then squirted all over my face again. Patti had done this a duad times, but never in the quantity that Consuela did, I had to immerse and salute a lot of her juices just to keep 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 forenoon to make up us breakfast and that she had to go wee erotic love to her husband once before she slept


It seemed that George and Consuela had been playing a prospicient condition ado on her husband. When she first started working for George II she was an illegal immigrant, and started fucking him in Day. Her husband found out so Consuela told him that he threatened to account them to INS if he confronted George IV about fucking his wife.

In fact, George III helped get Consuela her green card and had been an American citizen for years, 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 Bos so that he wouldn't try ending the affair. He probably had seen the completely hottub matter from their guest house.

George and I chatted for a few instant about our new state of affairs. I assured him we could retain fucking indefinitely and he seemed ticket with that, just as long as Chet gave consent to it. He loved his son dearly, and thought his former lady friend 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 dark to lose it. I assured him Chet was everything I wanted in a man and that he raised a not bad son. Just I wanted to fuck his dad more.

He seemed happy with that and it was settled.

To celebrate it I gave him a foresightful loving blowjob, worshipping his tool for the next hour. I slobbered his knob, hiss balss and cryptic throated him. He started throat fucking me towards the end and when he came I kept his cum in my sassing. I fake blew him a buss and wandered down the dorm to Chet's bedchamber

I crept into the bed with him, and he was still awake, I cuddled up behind him and he turned his caput to me. I proceeded to render my beau a deep wet kiss feeding his father's cum into his mouth. Being the proper cuck he swallowed faithfully. And we kissed softly.

I slipped up behind him spoonful fashion and gave him a stretch around to stroke off his hard putz. In bit he came in my hand, which of course he dutifully licked off my hand.

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

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

"better some you trust, decently"

"Definitely ”, he agreed.

"Was it hot ? ”, I mischievously asked

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

I giggled.

Yes it was a everlasting relationship.

"Good night Chet, I love you"

"Goodnight Charity, I love you too"

We then slept snugly together late into the next daybreak .