In the last memoirs of moi, Charity Daniel Jones, the search for the terrible summertime job had reached it's first off hurdle ; I am a sex magnet.

To be fair, if I hadn't insisted on sucking off Mr Smith then I wouldn't have been drawn into the insane sex triangle that was his man and wife to Mrs Smith. A bare babysitting job turned into a fervid series of threesomes ; with me being the gist in their nutcase sandwich.

It was two calendar week and three torrid threeways later that I quit my burgeoning career in babysitting. It was still ahead of time July, so I still had plenty of summer left ahead of me. I had come out of the babysitting gig with a few hundred one dollar bill saved up due to their generous"peak ”, but it was not going to even put a nick into any potential difference college tutelage the adopt year. So it was time for a new job.

My best friend Faith was strike I had actually gotten any body of work and had, genuine to her word, decided to get study herself. She had no hazard at low, so we decided a concentrated movement might be better. For the most part we were a in effect team complimenting each former's strength and weaknesses in this outing. I had no clue what a real job was or where to start looking whilst she knew every billet in the town that could be hiring high school young woman, on the other mitt I was raised to make a proper impression on the elite by dear old dad meanwhile trust didn't know when to block expletive like a sailor.

We blanketed the shopping mall and slip shopping center, bookstores, flea food market and fasting intellectual nourishment places in a matter of brace mean solar day and imply waited for a call to amount in. Our luck held and the stick to day after our blitz we received a call for an interview each at the Burger Baron.

No one ambition of working for a firm food chain where you have to wear a uniform and a composition board hat, but it beat the alternative of no money. We dressed appropriately ; not too business, not too cursory. I went and first and breezed through it, name dropping Faith every dance step of the way. In tour, my lithe redheaded booster did the same for me.

By the time we had gotten home we had already received song welcoming us to the exciting career way of life of recondite friers and composition board lid. I was far more charge than religious belief, who merely welcomed it as an excuse to get out her abusive sign of the zodiac and a way to excite the cops off her pot deals.

We started study a couple daylight later and got a abbreviated run down on how to do our jobs. It was about as complicated as training a obtuse witted rascal to flip shift. We were also to work the night shifts with our half witted night manager Jerome. Faith and I were to remove turn of events manning the drive through window and assisting Jerome in the kitchen.

It's nothing like the commercial on idiot box suggest with happy category and tattle and dancing in the aisles. It was vast periods of boredom punctuated by bursts of drunken party goer, sullen cabbies, lonely single men, and stoners ( which only increased organized religion's side business ).

I wasn't kidding when I said Eusebius Sophronius Hieronymus was half witted, he had been working there for 20 twelvemonth since it first opened. He was cute in an Opie way and due to his being Afro-American was the butt of many cruel jokes, but he was so sweet-smelling and endearing we took a liking to him right away.

When it got boring ( which it often did ) we would end up playing hockey with frozen cake, sing on the r audio, crank the euphony through the computer memory, fake orgasm on the mike to each early ( that always made Eusebius Hieronymus blush and gag and laugh ), and on our third night in we even got Eusebius Hieronymus to fume some pot with us.

And that's how the bother started.

"Gee ladies, I really don't know if I should be smoking that stuff ”, Jerom was blushing

"Oh come on,"Faith chortled,"a toke won't kill you"

"I don't know girl trust ”, Jerome blushed,"it makes me feel all rum"

"We'd really like to see you funny ”, I giggled half baked.

"I don't know ”, he was so blate it was adorable.

"No one will ever recognise ”, Faith assured him

"It will be our minuscule secret ”, I also chipped in

"Cross your heart ? ”, he said his cheek flushed red

I crossed my essence"And Hope to die, stick a needle in faith's eye"

"Hey !"

"Well, okay ”, he said gingerly accepting the joint.

He coughed a few time but sucked back, almost hogging it to himself. The affect on him was fast and great, he was smiling and laughing and hugging us. But the real impression was one that made us blush. Within proceedings of toking up, Jerome was sporting a massive hard-on in his pants. Just from the tenting alone we knew he was huge.

He was too high up to give care and he went on the rest of the night with that behemoth in his trouser tenting out. We didn't know what to do or say, we just called him a scary goliath and he thought it was a game and would"chase"us around the Burger Baron.

Luckily by closing clip he had returned to the right landing position and we all made our way home. Faith and I were in hysterics about our domestic ass dicked coworker. But being the horndogs we both were, we know eventually no beneficial would come of it.

The side by side duad nighttime were More of the Same, extended tedium mixed in with legal brief periods of customers, We'd gambling games, get high, and St. Jerome's ogre hardon would appear again in his slack water. And that occurred the next Nox and the Night after that.


It was a dumb Saturday Night, and due to our fucked up agenda I hadn't been laid since Tuesday good afternoon when Marcus came by to have a go at it me and Momma, so I was already climbing the wall. We had gotten high with Jerome again and I was going to do something about it.

"Think you can cover for me ”, I whispered in my firehaired best friend ear

organized religion glanced around at the hollow parking lot,"Yeah, somehow I can manage, what ya'll doing ?"

"passing to get better acquainted with out night shift director ”, I winked

"Shit you bitch, don't stop in the office all night ”, she whispered back.

"Hey Jerome, I want to show you something in the stock room ”, I said taking his hand.

"What is missy Jacob's ladder ? Rats get in the place again, those piddling vermin sure as shooting do bug me ”, he said innocently enough being led away.

"No, not scab, something you might care ”, I said with a grin

"I like surpises ”. he said with a goofy smiling

As we wandered back into the Burger Baron, Faith called out behind us"Save some for me, will ya ?"

I led Jerome into the stockroom and locked the door behind us. He was tidal bore but still seemed a bit scattered, so I led him behind some shelf where we held the spare part unifroms and tossed them on the ground.

"You sure are mussy Miss Charity, I hope your surprisal isn't me cleaning your mint up ”, Jerome joked with a touch modality of confusion.

"That's not it all “, I said kneeling on the uniforms in front line of him.

"What are you doing young lady Charity ?"Eusebius Sophronius Hieronymus said flushing

"Shush now Eusebius Sophronius Hieronymus, let Miss Charity show you the surprise"

I undid his belt warp and brushed away his hands and pulled him towards me by the hemband when he tried pulling away. I unzipped his fly and pulled down his gasp. He made nervous giggles and looked around embarrassed. He was packing something huge in his briefs and I pulled them down and was smacked in the face by his rock gruelling member.

"Oh my Saint Jerome, what a big surprisal you have for me instead"

He was a big one. I would say Marcus kinda big. Marcus was Momma's boss/boyfriend as well as our shared lover, and he had the biggest rooster I had ever seen at 10.7 inches. Yes, Momma and I had measured. Jerome was easily in his family and definitely thicker. He had a material monster.

"It's always scaring the somewhat white ma'am that want to see it ”, Jerome blushed.

"It doesn't fright me Eusebius Sophronius Hieronymus ”, I said licking my lips and beginning to stroke the big beast.

"That's what the nice church Lady says too"

Mrs Parsons. I should have guessed. If there was a big opprobrious cock in this town, I should take guessed the preachers wife would bear been the one to have found it and fucked it by now. What a hiking. God bless her.

"She has excellent taste in men ”, I said

"Why thank you Miss Greek valerian"

"Now let me try how fantabulous you are."

Without encourage ado I plunged my lips onto his engorged appendage. I had to stretch along my oral cavity wide around him too, he was a compact one. He was musty and sweaty but I didn't mind. The sheer thrill of a new lover with a right bleak cock was enough to make me one very happy seventeen year old girl. He sighed softly and stroked my hair.

I loosened up my jaw and start thrusting my mouth forward on his mightily penis. St. Jerome was damn big and I could barely manage a few column inch in me without my principal wanting to uninge from my jaw bone. He just stroked my whisker like I was a kitten and smiled down at me while I slurped merrily away.

I unbuttoned my work uniform as I knelt there before him and unsnapped my bra. My heavy 32DD's burst gratis and I guided Jerome's hands to them. He kneaded and pawed at them clumsily, but his custody were so big and warm that his gracelessness was offset by his manhandling.

"You sure do throw big boobies ”, he smiled.

I couldn't really express joy or grin at his cutesy comments so I just continued by sucking of his big ignominious schlong. At about I could get 4 in of him into my mouth and throat, so I ended up jerking the other 6 or so inches into my backtalk. I even reached between my thigh and take up playing with myself under my panties, as I doubt the hung doofus would make the skill to orally get me off.

After about 10 minutes of slurping and sucking I realized I could sop up on this chocolate lolipop all day and he might not get off. So I decided it was time to step up the plan. With a mighty slurp, I disentangled my backtalk from his instrument and turned around. I pulled off my panties and kicked them into a corner.

I got on all quadruplet and flipped my dame up over my shank. Then I wiggled my ass in his direction.

"What are you waiting for, miss charity needs you to stick that big gumshoe in her ”, I told him over my shoulder.

"Yes ma'am ! ”, Hieronymus exclaimed giddily.

St. Jerome knelt up behind me and put a big manus on one of my buttcheeks, his hands were big too. And with his other hand he fumbled away at trying to stick his big dick in my cunt. Big he was, bunglesome as hell too. He poked and poked and poked. I reached between my thigh and guided his flatulence into my dripping wetness.

When he finally found the situation with my guidance, he rammed it home ! I screamed like a madman. He was huge. And he just started pounding away.

Jerome fucked me silly. There was no attempt at foreplay or mildness or sleep with play. He just gripped me by the shank and plowed me. It was intense. I reached between my thighs and didled myself as he power rammed my now thoroughly stretched snatch. I don't think he noticed or cared.

Saint Jerome was a car, he power fucked me hard and mysterious, I was stretched out and seeing mavin as he went to town wrecking my pussy. I grunted and squealed under his assault. My big tits bounced and even smacked me in the jaw. I eventually had to block playing with myself to avoid being fucked head first through the wall.

After I came a distich times from this beast ravaging, he threw me over on my vertebral column na d put my wooden leg over his shoulders and power fucked me that way too. My bounced and danced across my thorax as I screamed. Every thrusting bottomoned out in me and I knew I was going to be walking funny for the next couple days.

I don't do it how long he fucked me that way, before he pulled me on top of him I thought I was going to call the jibe now, but he just gripped my hips and bucked up into me. I even tried pulling away but he wouldn't let me. I couldn't even escape from this sex machine. All I could do is howling and cum and cum again.

I don't know how tenacious he fucked me, all I knew was that he threw me into a duo more position before he was done. I was on my face again on the floor getting mysterious dicked as I moaned and flailed. Then I was back on my back with the Lapplander jack hammering.

Finally I was on all fours. My hair was a slick sweaty mess, I was limp and on my elbos. I was soaked in sweat and completely powerless. Eusebius Sophronius Hieronymus was slowing his buffeting into me making long total strong push, each one jiggling y entire body. Then he rammed all the way deem into me and groaned and I could feel him expand and inspissate in me as he shot his lading deep inside my ravaged twat. He slumped down on top of me, with his gumshoe in me. It was fucking mind blowing.

That's when the door opened.

Yes, the one I had locked. The one I had locked and the alone one who had the key to open it from the outside was the superior general manager. And yes, it was the world-wide manager.


He was angered. Past the gross red and steam coming out of his ears we could hear what was going on. There were railcar honking and, cursing from outside. The kitchen sounded in overdrive.

"I guess this means I'm fired ”, I said limply.

He just nodded wanting to cry. So I quietly dressed and got up and left > I should take been mortified, but I was fuck high. And this was hardly the first fourth dimension I had been caught fucking. But I did finger like shit about Jerome.

As I did the Walk of Shame out I saw the author of the ruction. Faith was swamped in the kitchen and the driving force through. Neither of us had known about the local baseball conference patronage tonight, and when they let out they came straight here for food. When faith eventually talked to me again afterwards, she said they came in host and that Saint Jerome and I had been fucking for a duo hours. person complained and the manager showed up.

Faith was furious. She got her hours cut down because she wasn't technically to blame and she defended wretched sweet Eusebius Hieronymus to the max. She didn't talk to me for a couple weeks after that. Even so far as when her and Dad fought she would go across town to crash at Hope's instead of mine across the road.

She eventually did after I arranged a three on one with her being the wiz between Marcus, Denny and nib. I just had to watch. She even later admitted to me, she ended up fucking Jerome once after work when she went to his place and she thought he was going to bolt down her with his big dick.

So that was my. glorious one and a half week life history in the glamourous field of fast-food.

It was only halfway through July now, but this was not turning out to be a promising start.

And it wasn't about to get a lot in force, but that's enough stroke fodder for my proofreader for this chapter .