In the last memoirs of moi, Jacob's ladder Jones, the search for the dread summer job had reached it's kickoff hurdle ; I am a sex magnet.

To be mediocre, 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 wedlock to Mrs Smith. A unsubdivided babysitting job turned into a fervid series of 3 ; with me being the center in their crazy sandwich.

It was two weeks and three torrid threeways later that I quit my burgeoning life history in babysitting. It was still former July, so I still had pile of summer left ahead of me. I had come out of the babysitting gig with a few hundred dollars saved up due to their generous"peak ”, but it was not going to even put a dent into any voltage college tutelage the travel along year. So it was time for a new job.

My respectable friend Faith was impressed I had actually gotten any work and had, true up to her intelligence, decided to get employment herself. She had no luck at initiatory, so we decided a concentrated effort might be intimately. For the virtually region we were a respectable team complimenting each other's posture and weaknesses in this field day. I had no clue what a real job was or where to begin looking whilst she knew every patch in the Town that could be hiring high schoolhouse girls, on the other hand I was raised to take a leak a proper impression on the elite by dear old dad meanwhile Faith didn't know when to stop swearing like a sailor.

We blanketed the mall and cartoon strip malls, bookstores, flea market place and libertine food places in a issue of match mean solar day and imply waited for a call to hail in. Our luck held and the espouse day after our safety blitz we received a birdcall for an interview each at the Burger Baron.

No one dreams of working for a fast intellectual nourishment chain where you have to assume a uniform and a cardboard hat, but it beat the choice of no money. We dressed appropriately ; not too business concern, not too casual. I went and maiden and breezed through it, name dropping Faith every step of the way. In turn, my lithe redheaded friend did the Lapplander for me.

By the prison term we had gotten house we had already received calls welcoming us to the exciting career course of deep friers and cardboard hats. I was far more excited than Faith, who merely welcomed it as an excuse to get out her abusive star sign and a way to shake the cops off her pot deals.

We started workplace a couple days later and got a brief run down on how to do our task. It was about as complicated as training a slow witted monkey to flip switches. We were also to work the night shifts with our half witted night manager Jerome. Faith and I were to take turns manning the crusade through windowpane and assisting Jerome in the kitchen.

It's nothing like the commercial on idiot box suggest with well-chosen folk and singing and saltation in the gangway. It was vast periods of ennui punctuated by salvo of sottish party goers, dark cabbies, lonely single men, and stoners ( which only increased trust's side line ).

I wasn't kidding when I said Jerome was half witted, he had been working there for 20 years since it first opened. He was cute in an Opie way and due to his being Black American was the butt of many cruel prank, but he was so sweet 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 icy patties, sing on the r audio, crank the music through the fund, fake climax on the mike to each other ( that always made Eusebius Sophronius Hieronymus blush and joke and laughter ), and on our tierce night in we even got Hieronymus to smoke some pot with us.

And that's how the trouble started.

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

"Oh come on,"Faith chortled,"a toke won't putting to death you"

"I don't know Miss religion ”, Jerome blushed,"it makes me feel all fishy"

"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 know ”, Faith assured him

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

"Cross your kernel ? ”, he said his cheeks flushed red

I crossed my heart"And hope to die, nonplus a needle in faith's eye"

"Hey !"

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

He coughed a few times but sucked back, almost hogging it to himself. The affect on him was warm and great, he was smiling and laughing and hugging us. But the real number upshot was one that made us blush. Within minutes of toking up, Jerome was sporting a monumental erection in his pants. Just from the tenting alone we knew he was huge.

He was too richly to wish and he went on the eternal sleep of the night with that monster in his trouser tenting out. We didn't know what to do or say, we just called him a scary monster and he thought it was a biz and would"chase"us around the Burger Baron.

Luckily by closing prison term he had returned to the proper landing position and we all made our way dwelling house. religious belief and I were in hysterics about our donkey dicked coworker. But being the horndogs we both were, we know eventually no good would get along of it.

The next couplet nights were more of the same, protract ennui mixed in with abbreviated time period of customers, We'd romp games, get mellow, and Jerome's monster hardon would come out again in his mire. And that occurred the succeeding Nox and the dark after that.


It was a dull Sabbatum night, and due to our fucked up schedules I hadn't been laid since Tues afternoon when Marcus came by to screw me and mummy, so I was already climbing the paries. We had gotten high with Eusebius Sophronius Hieronymus again and I was going to do something about it.

"Think you can enshroud for me ”, I whispered in my firehaired best friends ear

trust glanced around at the hollow parking lot,"Yeah, somehow I can deal, what ya'll doing ?"

"Going to get better acquainted with out night shift manager ”, I winked

"SOB you bitch, don't stay 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 miss Charity ? blabber get in the seat again, those minuscule varmints sure as shooting do bug me ”, he said innocently decent being led away.

"No, not rats, something you might like ”, I said with a smile

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

As we wandered back into the Warren E. Burger mogul, religious belief called out behind us"carry through some for me, will ya ?"

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

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

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

"What are you doing misfire Charity ?"Hieronymus said flushing

"Shush now Jerome, let young woman Charity show you the surprisal"

I undid his belt buckle and brushed away his work force and pulled him towards me by the hemband when he tried pulling away. I unzipped his fly and pulled down his pants. He made nervous giggles and looked around blockade. He was packing something vast in his briefs and I pulled them down and was smacked in the fount by his rock toilsome member.

"Oh my Jerome, what a big surprise 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 cock I had ever seen at 10.7 inches. Yes, Momma and I had measured. Eusebius Hieronymus was easily in his category and definitely thicker. He had a real monster.

"It's always scaring the moderately lily-white peeress that want to see it ”, Jerome blushed.

"It doesn't scare away me Jerome ”, I said licking my lips and beginning to stroke the big beast.

"That's what the skillful church lady says too"

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

"She has splendid taste in men ”, I said

"Why thank you Miss Charity"

"Now let me taste how fantabulous you are."

Without farther ado I plunged my lips onto his engorged member. I had to dilute my oral cavity wide around him too, he was a thick one. He was fusty and sweaty but I didn't judgement. The sheer thrill of a new lover with a powerful black pecker was enough to attain me one very happy seventeen year old girl. He sighed softly and stroked my hair.

I loosened up my jaw and head start thrusting my oral fissure forward on his mighty fellow member. Jerome was damn big and I could barely manage a few in in me without my headland wanting to uninge from my jaw bone. He just stroked my tomentum like I was a kitty 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 labored 32DD's burst free and I guided Jerome's deal to them. He kneaded and pawed at them clumsily, but his hands were so big and solid that his clumsiness was offset by his manhandling.

"You sure do give birth big pinhead ”, he smiled.

I couldn't really express joy or grinning at his cutesy comment so I just continued by sucking of his big black schlong. At about I could get 4 inches of him into my mouth and pharynx, so I ended up jerking the early 6 or so inches into my lip. I even reached between my second joint and originate playing with myself under my panties, as I doubt the hung half-wit would have the skills to orally get me off.

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

I got on all IV and flipped my skirt up over my waist. Then I wiggled my ass in his direction.

"What are you waiting for, Miss Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae needs you to hold fast that big hawkshaw in her ”, I told him over my shoulder.

"Yes ma'am ! ”, St. Jerome exclaimed giddily.

Jerome knelt up behind me and put a big hand on one of my buttcheeks, his hands were big too. And with his other hand he fumbled away at trying to stay his big dick in my pussy. Big he was, unwieldy as hell too. He poked and poked and poked. I reached between my thighs and guided his turgidity into my dripping wetness.

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

Saint Jerome fucked me silly. There was no endeavor at foreplay or gentleness or love looseness. He just gripped me by the waist and plowed me. It was intense. I reached between my thigh and didled myself as he power rammed my now thoroughly stretched cunt. I don't think he noticed or cared.

Jerome was a machine, he great power fucked me hard and rich, I was stretched out and seeing sensation as he went to townspeople 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 stop acting with myself to head off being fucked head first through the wall.

After I came a couple times from this beast devastation, he threw me over on my back na d put my wooden leg over his shoulder and power fucked me that way too. My bounced and danced across my chest of drawers as I screamed. Every thrust bottomoned out in me and I knew I was going to be walking curious for the side by side couple days.

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

I don't have intercourse how long he fucked me, all I knew was that he threw me into a duad more positions before he was done. I was on my side again on the trading floor getting rich dicked as I moaned and flailed. Then I was back on my book binding with the same jack hammering.

Finally I was on all fours. My tomentum was a sly sweaty mess, I was limp and on my elbos. I was soaked in sweat and completely powerless. Jerome was slowing his poundings into me making long full potent thrusts, each one jiggling y stallion body. Then he rammed all the way deem into me and groaned and I could experience him expand and thicken in me as he shot his payload rich inside my scourge pussycat. He slumped down on top of me, with his peter in me. It was fucking thinker blowing.

That's when the door opened.

Yes, the one I had locked. The one I had locked and the only when one who had the key to give it from the exterior was the full general manager. And yes, it was the world-wide manager.


He was angered. Past the complete red and steam coming out of his ear we could hear what was going on. There were cable car 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 holler. So I quietly dressed and got up and left > I should have been mortified, but I was fuck high. And this was hardly the first time I had been caught fucking. But I did find like shit about Jerome.

As I did the Walk of ignominy out I saw the root of the tumult. religion was swamped in the kitchen and the movement through. Neither of us had known about the topical anesthetic baseball game league title tonight, and when they let out they came straight here for nutrient. When religious belief eventually talked to me again afterwards, she said they came in legions and that Jerome and I had been fucking for a couple hours. mortal complained and the manager showed up.

Faith was angry. She got her 60 minutes cut down because she wasn't technically to charge and she defended misfortunate sweet Jerome to the max. She didn't talking to me for a couple workweek after that. Even so far as when her and Dad fought she would go across Town to gate-crash at Hope's instead of mine across the route.

She eventually did after I arranged a three on one with her being the star between Marcus, Denny and notice. I just had to look on. She even later admitted to me, she ended up fucking Jerome once after body of work when she went to his blank space and she thought he was going to vote down her with his big dick.

So that was my. glorious one and a half workweek calling in the glamorous field of fast-food.

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

And it wasn't about to get lots right, but that's decent stroke fodder for my reader for this chapter .