Welcome back readers of my filth.

When this small storyteller hold up left you I had just been fired from the rock'n'roll and roll lifestyle know as flipping Warren E. Burger for fucking the donkey dicked half wit Nox manager.

It was merely the instant in a serial of three jobs I would lose over the summer before I moved into the two that would end up defining the side by side several eld of my spirit. But that's getting ahead of myself, you want to hear all about how my big titted self got canned from the next job. Here's a tinge, it's a three lettered word that starts with"sex ”. Shocking huh ?

With two body of work disaster under my belt it was metre to move on and hope I landed in a job that wouldn't end with me landing on my back. Mrs Parsons even decided to name herself as a character reference reference after an orgy at our place with ma, , hope, myself and about eight big blackamoor cocks. Mind you it wasn't a sex quotation, being the preachers wife in a strongly Christian town was a big kudos to induce in anyone's book.

This was just few days after the pound and inflammation at the Burger magnate and Faith still wasn't talking to me, so she missed out on the cum-for-all. Mrs. Parsons'epithet was as good as gold in this town and I actually had job whirl down the block.

I eventually chose on a lingerie shop, simply because I would get a nifty deal on piece of music and could directly lodge customsized bras and turnout for Momma and myself. mom had huge boob and mine while not behemoth like her, were exceptionally large and out of proportionality with my midget skeletal system. No more driving two hours into the big city and two hours back to get bandeau for us, or ordering and waiting three month for something that might not even fit.

It was a dream job. The clientle were predominantly women on their own, or yoke and the episodic bashful man looking for something for his girlfriend, or possibly himself. Who am I to judge ? It was a pretty laid back envoirnment. My hirer, Patti was a dream honcho too.

Patti was a dyke, and made no allusions about it. She was what you might see a mildly lip rouge Lesbian. She had short cropped dark hair a stud poker pierced nose ( class s before it was democratic ) dark tanned skin displaying her one-half native heritage, cool gray eye, and was always dressed in a slightly off strong-armer way to her. Her girlfriend would derive and beak her up after work. She would smoke joints with me, let me play any music I liked. We talked about little girl, and by the end of the first day I had already dropped that I was bi. She even invited me to dinner with her girlfriend.

We would try outfits on after work, and I generally knew why she loved helping me into them, my tits have always been girl draw. But she was too professional and too cool to ever act on her attraction or try ruining our friendship.

Within a couple days I was already working 9 to 5 and was offered weekends when school started, in forgetful everything was absolutely awesome. And for the initiatory three weeks, everything was.


Then George stepped in through the door and everything changed.

From the moment he stepped in the place I knew he was a man that demanded attention. Every head turned in some personal manner when he wandered in. If"manly"was defined by a exposure in a dictionary it would have been a pictorial matter of George. He strode with sureness and security as if he owned the solid ground he walked on.

George was in his mid 40's and a ball of fire of a man. He stood at 6'2"and had a solid athletic figure. Dirty blond hiar close cropped with touches of grey at the temple which added a sense of touch of note to him. A chiselled consistency from heavily employment, classically rugged good looks and a look from his gorgeous blue center could turn a charwoman's legs into butter. There was something oddly familiar about him too.

He was dressed sharply, yet casually and strolled through the aisles checking out everything in the store. He smiled at a couple who was shopping, the lady smiled back and instead of looking away he merely locked his centre on her as if communicating his approval of her. The wife blushed like a school lady friend until the hubby went red and pulled her away. St. George would then go back to what he was doing.

"hullo Patti ”, came his lustrous baritone

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

I even saw a brief hot flash on her cheek when he spoke to her, a man that could run lesbians ? This was something out of a laughable book.. Georg had the Lapp magnetism that Marcus had attracted masses and inspired confidence in men and lust in cleaning woman. I had always thought it was the appeal of alpha male person and forestall taboo due to Marcus being shameful, but apparently some men just had that aura regardless.

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

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

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

"Great to hear St. George"

"You and I should find some fourth dimension to hang out again"

Patti actually gulped at that"Sure St. George, I would like that"

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

Those center of his locked onto mine and were like headlights into my somebody. I felt dwarfed by this mountain of a man. I actually felt warmth in my pharynx as I blushed.

"Hi I'm Charity ”, I said nervously extending my manus

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

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

I smiled and felt like giggling like a asterisk eyed whelp at the metrical foot of a rock headliner. I was flushed and extremely flattered at his attention. I had never gone gaga over anyone like the other girls did over teenager fondness throb. But I imagine this is what they felt like.

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

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


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

"No, I think Jacob's ladder should render me, if that's alright with you ”, George said turning his gaze back on me.

I just smiled and blushed and lookd to my feet.

"I guess ”, I could take heed Patti say a touch crestfallen,"but if you need any help, delight let me live"

George III wandered to the back where we had the juicy rig on display behind a divider. Patti just motioned to me and whispered"He's one of our biggest customer, make him glad"and pushed me after him. As I turned to take the air she grabbed me again and unwrap one of my top clit on my blouse

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

George was looking at bras and bustiers when I wandered into the back partition. He turned to me and gave me a million dollar mark smile. I saddled up on face him with my manpower behind my back, ever so slightly pronouncing my segmentation through my top.. He checked me out once and went back to it.


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

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

"You can never go wrong with something light and fun"

"Hmmm, I don't know, she might be a bit too big for that"

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't earn she was a addition sized woman"

"I'm dreary Charity, I didn't mean it that way ”, he said with well-disposed deep chuckle,"I meant she might be too top heavy for that"

I went red at that, I felt like a naïve schoolgirl being let in on a jest. This still was all too much, I just wanted to twirl my haircloth and gaze adoringly into his eyes.

"Oh gee, gosh, I don't know ”, I said suddenly flusteredThen I noticed I actually was curling an end of haircloth with my finger nervously."Would you happen to know her size of it ?"

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

"Hmmm…she's somewhat alike to you. read me ”, George said subject of factly, with a slightly prankish smile.

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

"Yes"

"My cup size ?"

"Yes ”. He said calmly and confidently.

I took a quick glimpse around nervously. I knew Patti, George V and myself were the simply I in the computer memory no one could see much of anything behind the partition, yet I was still heavily loth. I smiled nervously but a look from his eyes just melted me anyways.

"Oh okay ”, I blushed and started unbuttoning.
I opened up my blouse and proudly displayed my toothsome 32DD tear encased in White person lace courtesy of the store. I could already sense my pap stiffen under his gaze. George smiled hungrily and cupped my breasts with his big hands. He rubbed my pie-eyed nipples under the textile eliciting a easygoing gasp from me.

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

"Yes ”, I whispered one-half spell bound.

"display me more ”, George IV instructed me.

I looked around furtively and saw the changing cubicle. I looked at him and back to the John Wilkes Booth and George just smiled. He took me by the hand and led me into the approximate of the three. He pushed me in and closed the room access behind him. I had never done anything in a changing booth, but with the experiences I had in washroom stalls with the high school football team and mrs Parsons boyfriend, I had already grown a small hoodoo for these kind of atmospheres.


As George I locked the doorway behind him I had already taken off my blouse and was unsnapping my bra. He turned to me with a hungry predatory smiling and grabbed me by the small of the backrest and pulled me to him. George pressed his hard muscular dead body against my pliant and lots smaller gentle frame of reference and I almost melted into him.

George gripped by the Kuki and pushed his mouth into mine. My tongue darted swiftly into his mouth and his hungrily pushed back. I ground my hips into his and could feel a massive heaviness down his thigh. Everything about this man was magnificent. He gripped my hair's-breadth in his hands and deeply soulfulness kissed me, he was masterful.

He then pushed me to my articulatio genus before him and unzipped himself with one hand. George had gone ranger and his thick heavy cock sprung from his pants. It was another monster, I had truly been blessed this summertime it seemed. And I worshipped it.

I hungrily suck at his big kernel, he bent my mind back so that I could bet him in the eye whilst doing so. I felt absolutely subservient to this man in a way I hadn't felt in a good foresightful time. There is zilch quite like falling down and worshipping a piece of ass god who knows it to be true.He just smiled at my devotedness and pushed his big meat into my mouth.

With the elision of Beeder, George was the lone white guy I had ever met with a huge turncock. But unlike Beeder, George was masterful with it. This was a man with strength, purpose, confidence and skill. I moaned around his cock as I trembled through an orgasm without touching myself knowing what was in entrepot for me.

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

"I'd love to eat that dessert peach of yours, but this isn't that spot “, George II said stroking my hair like the fiddling fuckpet I was.

He pulled his horsecock from my mouth with me gasping for air. I wanted it back in my mouth and whimpered for it. George just gripped me the hairsbreadth, pulled me up and pulled me up against him so that we both faced the mirror.George then pushed his huge tool between my thighs and had me stare in the mirror.

He dwarfed me this mount standing behind me, he lifted one of my branch and placed my foot on the changing booth stern. He then slipped his cock underme and I could see in the mirror this might erecting jut up between my thighs. He rubbed his thick cock against the soaking cloth that were my scanty and I grinded myself against it whimpering. He was huge behind me and the image in the mirror was so sexy. The bantam blondewith the big boob and the mountainof a man with the huge cock teasing her to expiry with it.

"Tell me what you want"

I whimpered,"Your cock"


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

"I want your peter, delight ”, I begged.

"You want my cock in your little kitty-cat"

"Fuck my pussycat please Mister ”, I whimpered

George I reached around and literally yanked my panties off with one hand with a snap.I gasped and then gasped again as he guided his big cinch to my waiting hole. He eased his thick meat into me ever so slowly, letting me enjoy every sumptuous column inch at a time.

George grabbed me by the pap as He slowly pushed into me, my eyes half lidded as he took mastery of my body. He pulled me against his mesomorphic frame and started a slow up regular rythym thrusting his length in and out of me. He fucked me masterfully picking up his pace ever so slowly but slightly picking up the temp with every thrust.

George wrapped one arm around my waist and was soon thrusting hard and fast trench into me. So firmly he even picked me up off the floor and was fucking me as my pes dangled and I was suspendedby his thick arm.. He turned and gripped the top of the door with one handwriting as he started slamming into me.

I reached up as well, my nipple now pressing into the glass of the mirror that was placed there as well. The hale cubicle shook with every slam into my stretched kitty. He filled me entirely and kept at it. When I has a house grip he let go of the door and start didldling me as her rammed his huge cock rest home in me

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

Saint George pokerfaced me forever it seemed and for a second I thought I was going to come about out, but I came back as my got knocked against the doorway a few sentence as Georgewas making his way home. He grunted and lunge harder and harder.

Stars exploded inmy center and George let out a slow trench growl and squeeze one last time forward, I could feel his jets of spermatozoon, Actually feel every gooey blast photoflood my womb. And then there was the wrenching of the door as it popped off the top hinge with that concluding cum thrust.

He lowered me down and I trembled and squeezed his throbbing prick in my spasming snatch. I felt like the god of sex had just had his way with me. I leaned heavily back into him and he leaned forward and bent my mentum up to face him. George VI gave me a deep long concupiscent kiss full of idolisation for my stamina, I knew right then I was going to be his putz lave.

"hem ”, came a vocalisation from in front of us.

I opened my heart and there was Patti with a grimace on her side staring down the two of us, her arms firmly crossed over her crucify ramones shirt.

I was speechless. Crap. Here we go again

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

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

"diddley no girl, you took George's prick like a title-holder, you should get a raise"

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

"distich hundred do it ? ”, He asked Patti.

"Sounds about right ”, she said taking his money.

I got back into my bra and blouse confused by this sudden turn of outcome. I fucked a client, ruined store property, and was being complimented for it ? My panties were a complete write off, oh well, not the for the first time time I had ever gone without wearing them. In fact I generally preferred not to, but work was something you didn't want to winkle the gash aat.

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

"Yeah she's pretty base"( think back this was the eighties, the great unwashed actually said that shit ).

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

George III just laughed and grabbed a random handful of intimate apparel from a rack. Patti laughed too and hugged me.

"infernal region no niggling lady, I've been fucking George for years"

"But, but …you're a lesbian"

George I laughed at that too, Patti flipped him the finger and he wandered off near the front end of the store.

"Yeah, I am, but George II has been the only exception to that regulation, well mostly"

"Mostly ?"

"Yeah, okay, if George wants me to get it on other guys, sure, but only if he's there"

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

Patti gripped me by the chin and looked me in the eye with a life-threatening stare"She is to never know, I love her dearly but this would obliterate her. I'm a save to his cock but I'm a slave to her heart, dig it ?"

"I …I dig it ”, I got what she was saying.

I fucked around a lot but my heart was straight to Chet. I was even inclined to know around Chet's back if he didn't accept it. Hell, I still fucked around on him with guys he didn't know about. The instructor, the parents of the kids I babysat, Eusebius Sophronius Hieronymus. Hell, I probably wasn't even gon na tell him about George. It was sex, not love. Some mass just couldn't separate the two, and I guess may was one of them

"Cool, now lets get out of here, I want some of that dick"

I laughed and followed her to the battlefront of the entrepot. George was just buying random cocksucker around the sotre, Patti explained he had just come here to lie with her but she his heart when they landed on my tits. So he had locked up the store and waited for George to finish banging me. She sounded like she had no doubt George would do it me from the mo he met me.

The lingerie was something he bought for his lady protagonist, he always bought a widely sample for the many charwoman he was regularly fucking. Patti had already locked up the memory board so that no fitful and was putting the CLOSED sign up three hour early.

Patti took me by the script and the three of us left by the back door. We wandered around front and hopped in George II's primo Ferrari. Patti and I climbed in the backseat while George I drived, he turned on the tape recording deck ( it was the mid-eighties ) and flooded the air with Vivaldi. A man with class and a world class rooster to boot.

"Are you bi, Charity ”, George VI said whilst driving

"Yes, George IV ”, I said smugly

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

I turned to Patti and she just smiled at me flicking her tongue out like a serpent. So much for professionalism and friendship, I thought as Patti snaked out of her jean and pantie. She was very flexible too and managed to wring her self so that her feet were almost above her head.

Patti had a cleanly shaven kitty-cat, which was only slowly becoming more popular than the bring down strip at this detail. But she had a pierced clit which I absolutely loved playing with. I rolled the studded ballock around on my tongue while finger fucking her mercilessly. I think she surprised at how eager and talented I was. Within a few bit she was already shaking and grabbing the seat cushions.

"sanctum fuck this chica is mue buente ”, Patti panted out after cumming and almost squirting on me.

commodity timing too as we pulled up to a No-tell Motel at the sharpness of Ithiel Town. Ironically not far from the house trailer park I lived in. George parked at went inside the vestibule to get the room. Patti and I made out in the back seat untill he returned

"Normally it's all first gear class with him, but I think he's been going without for a few weeks ”, Patti said off hand

"How long have you known him ?"I asked playing with her equally punctured nipples. She was a festival of piercing it seemed.

‘ Since high school school, sucking and fucking him and his booster put me through college"

"Really ?"

"Yeah, only peter I have ever loved"she laughed,"even put the devour payment on the store thanks to him"

"That's awe-inspiring"

George came back and waved the room key, we followed him into the suite.

Patti stripped out of her clothes in a flash and got on all IV on the bed. She clearly knew what she wanted. George VI and I stripped out of our clothes while Patti knelt on the bed wiggling her ass slowly back and forth. George II directed me to the bed kneeling beside her. He stuffed his immense dick in my mouth untill he was hard, then pushed himself into Patti's waiting cleft.

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

George gave her a swift smart smacking on her ass and she let out a yip. He then proceeded to thrust Sir Thomas More back into the lesbian cunt. I got to see the hale affair close down up and it was remarkable. Whenever he would bulge out to pull out her pussy lips would be dragged along with him he was so large. Patti would groan and moa as he thrust into her.

Every ten or so drive, George III would rive out his thick tool despite Patti's protestations of"please don't"or"no, put it back in"and would push his dick into my mouth. I would dribble all over his cock untill he was fully lubed and he would force back into hoodlum rock'n'roll Patti's twat to her sighs of contentment.

I lay down between them and started lapping up at Patti's clitoris as George fucked her, my tongue teasing the little steel ball. Then I would dart down and slabber over George III's equally huge ass clump, rolling them around in my mouth. He would then pull out and lightly facefuck me some more and perplex it back in Patti.

Patti eventually came squealing like a dumbfound pig her lower trunk bouncing up off the bed like a firecracker and she bit into the pillow to holler. George was shaking and sweating too, but he pulled out and away and pushed me away.

"Not yet, , not yet"

George gripped by the haircloth again pulled me onto the bed and onto my back. He then spun Patti around onto her back beside me. She was panting and sweating and still shaking from her cum. He then knelt over us and started stroking his big cock in our faces, but would push us away when we tried leaning up to suck on his thickheaded screw peter.

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

Patti and I were reaching towards our culmination with George's horsecock dangling just light column inch from our side by side faces when George IV handed the receiver to Patti

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

sanctum diddlyshit, George dialled her girlfriend ! !

"Just hanging with charity with George ”, she said between gritted tooth, sweating profusely

George then pressed his fat prick to Patti's rim, stoking further and further

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

George then pushed his hammer right down deep into her sassing all but choking her, she glurked and glurked and gagged into the phone and then let out with a gasp

"Oh yeah, Brobdingnagian fucking meal !"Patti gasped into the earpiece, and as George II was about to choke her again she said,"here talk to Charity !"

She passed the earpiece over to me and then George started facefucking her in earnest. Her hands went to his ass and she pulled him in even further. He then reached back and started fingering her snatch rapidly, thrusting rapidly into her g-spot.

"Hiya Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, sounds like Patti is surely thirsty ”, May laughed over the speech sound

"She sure is ”, I said watching the display

"What is she having ?"May asked

"A really big steak ”, I winked at George

Patti started twitching on the bed, and I saw her start squirting under Saint George's digital ministrations

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

"Oh I think, we might be here awhile, oh wait I think the desert cart is coming around ”, I said as I watched as Saint George pulled his dick out of Patti's red face.

She gasped and shook as she climaxed. George grunted and spunked all over her face. It was a huge load coating her liberally. Her scent, her os frontale, her chin, her buttock and all over her lips. She was truly frothy.

"Oh I think she's finished with her steak, want to mouth to her ?"I said

"Yeah, sounds great, bye Charity"

I handed the phone back to the shtup tire out Patti

"Oh god, it was so skilful, so juicy ”, Patti said licking at George's dick which was still intemperately

Saint George then motioned me to to range Patti's face and I was about to lower my twat to her lips when Patti just blurted

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

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

We sucked and fucked away for the next 4 or 5 hours. George managed to come two more times in between geological fault. One time up Patti's ass and the end one was allo ver our faces again. We got fucked silly, and when he was recovering Patti and I licked and sucked at each other money box George II was hard again. We even managed some time together in the shower.

I actually kept this jump and worked at the lingerie store for the rest of the summer. In fact, I was promoted to assistant managing director. Every brace week George would be in township and he would pick us up from the store and we'd hot a hotel and sucking and fuck the whol e afternoon long.

It wasn't good for business, so George paid us for our metre. Patti even hired a new miss to aid comprehend for the times we spent with George.

Iwas making good money, rafts of lingerie, and being paid to make out a god.

It was good. Very good.

But things were about to get a whole lot risky