Welcome back readers of my filth.

When this humble narrator last left you I had just been fired from the rock candy and roll lifestyle know as flipping burgers for fucking the Equus asinus dicked one-half wit Nox manager.

It was merely the secondly in a series of three jobs I would misplace over the summer before I moved into the two that would end up defining the next several year of my life-time. But that's getting ahead of myself, you want to get wind all about how my big titted ego got canned from the next job. Here's a jot, it's a three lettered word that starts with"sex ”. Shocking huh ?

With two piece of work calamity under my belt it was meter to move on and go for I landed in a job that wouldn't end with me landing on my back. Mrs Parsons even decided to number herself as a character reference after an orgy at our blank space with mum, , Hope, myself and about eight big Black person turncock. Mind you it wasn't a sex reference, being the preachers wife in a strongly Christian townsfolk was a big kudos to have in anyone's book.

This was just few days after the throb and firing at the Warren E. Burger baron and religion still wasn't talking to me, so she missed out on the cum-for-all. Mrs. minister of religion'figure was as well as gold in this Ithiel Town and I actually had job offering down the block.

I eventually chose on a lingerie storage, simply because I would get a big muckle on art object and could directly lodge customsized brassiere and outfits for Momma and myself. mum had huge breasts and mine while not goliath like her, were exceptionally bombastic and out of symmetry with my midget figure. No more driving two hours into the big city and two hours back to get bras for us, or ordering and waiting three calendar month for something that might not even fit.

It was a dreaming job. The clientle were predominantly women on their own, or couples and the occasional bashful man looking for something for his girlfriend, or possibly himself. Who am I to judge ? It was a pretty laid back envoirnment. My party boss, Patti was a dreaming boss too.

Patti was a dike, and made no allusions about it. She was what you might deliberate a mildly lipstick lesbian. She had forgetful cropped dark hair a stud pierced nose ( year s before it was democratic ) dark tanned tegument displaying her half native inheritance, cool grey eyes, and was always dressed in a slightly off punk manner to her. Her girlfriend would come and nibble her up after work. She would smoke stick with me, let me roleplay any music I liked. We talked about girls, and by the end of the number 1 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 titmouse have always been lady friend magnet. But she was too professional and too cool to ever act on her attraction or try ruining our friendship.

Within a couple up days I was already working 9 to 5 and was offered weekends when school started, in dead everything was absolutely awesome. And for the firstly three week, everything was.


Then George stepped in through the door and everything changed.

From the present moment he stepped in the stead I knew he was a man that demanded attention. Every head turned in some manner when he wandered in. If"manly"was defined by a picture in a lexicon it would get been a characterization of George. He strode with confidence and security department as if he owned the ground he walked on.

George was in his mid 40's and a powerhouse of a man. He stood at 6'2"and had a substantial acrobatic build. Dirty blond hiar close cropped with pinch of grey at the synagogue which added a tactile sensation of distinction to him. A chiselled torso from grueling work, classically rugged good face and a look from his gorgeous blue eyes could turn a cleaning woman's legs into butter. There was something oddly conversant about him too.

He was dressed sharply, yet casually and strolled through the aisle 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 eyes on her as if communicating his approval of her. The wife blushed like a schooling fille until the married man went red and pulled her away. St. George would then go back to what he was doing.

"Hello Patti ”, came his lustrous baritone horn

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

I even saw a brief flush on her nerve when he spoke to her, a man that could run Lesbian ? This was something out of a mirthful book.. Georg had the same magnetism that Marcus had attracted people and inspired authority in men and lust in women. I had always thought it was the appeal of alpha male and preclude taboo due to Marcus being black, but apparently some men just had that aura regardless.

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

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

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

"Great to hear George"

"You and I should find some sentence to cling out again"

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

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

Those optic of his locked onto mine and were like headlight into my someone. I felt dwarfed by this mountain of a man. I actually felt heating in my throat as I blushed.

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

He gently took my hand in one of his big one 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 virtuoso eyed whelp at the feet of a rock whizz. I was flushed and extremely flattered at his attending. I had never gone gaga over anyone like the other girls did over teen mettle pounding. But I imagine this is what they felt like.

He took his hired man away and broke the patch and asked us both

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


"Oh there's plenty, I have some things in the book binding here I'm sure she would love ”, Patti said almost jumping from behind the till.

"No, I think Greek valerian should show me, if that's alright with you ”, George II said turning his gaze back on me.

I just smiled and blushed and lookd to my feet.

"I guess ”, I could hear Patti say a extend to crestfallen,"but if you need any supporter, please let me cognise"

George wandered to the back where we had the naughtier rig on video display behind a splitter. Patti just motioned to me and whispered"He's one of our biggest customers, make him happy"and pushed me after him. As I turned to walk she grabbed me again and unwrap one of my top buttons on my blouse

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

Saint George was looking at bras and bustiers when I wandered into the back partition. He turned to me and gave me a million clam smile. I saddled up along side him with my hands behind my back, ever so slightly pronouncing my cleavage through my top.. He checked me out once and went back to it.


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

I looked through the rack as well, trying to cull out something nice and refined, and found a red and Andrew D. 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 substantiate she was a summation sized woman"

"I'm sorry Charity, I didn't mean it that way ”, he said with friendly bass chortle,"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 joke. This still was all too often, I just wanted to twirl my hair and regard adoringly into his eyes.

"Oh gee, gosh, I don't know ”, I said suddenly flusteredThen I noticed I actually was curling an end of pilus with my digit nervously."Would you happen to cognise her sizing ?"

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 spin out me around too to attend at me. I just smiled and stood there waiting his queries.

"Hmmm…she's somewhat similar to you. Show me ”, George said matter of factly, with a slightly mischievous smile.

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

"Yes"

"My cup size ?"

"Yes ”. He said calmly and confidently.

I took a quickly glance around nervously. I knew Patti, St. George and myself were the alone unity in the store no one could see much of anything behind the sectionalization, yet I was still heavily reluctant. 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 luscious 32DD fizzle encased in white lacing courtesy of the fund. I could already feel my nipples stiffen under his gaze. George VI smiled hungrily and cupped my titty with his big hands. He rubbed my stiff mammilla under the framework eliciting a indulgent pant from me.

"Mmmmm a two-base hit D, I'd bet,".George smiled now slipping his hands under the cups and onto my heating up flesh.

"Yes ”, I whispered half spell bound.

"Show me more ”, George instructed me.

I looked around furtively and saw the changing stall. I looked at him and back to the stall and George just smiled. He took me by the bridge player and led me into the dear of the three. He pushed me in and closed the door 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 game team and mrs curate boyfriend, I had already grown a small fetish for these variety of atmospheres.


As George locked the threshold behind him I had already taken off my blouse and was unsnapping my bra. He turned to me with a hungry predatory smile and grabbed me by the small of the back and pulled me to him. George pressed his hard mesomorphic torso against my pliant and much minor soft chassis and I almost melted into him.

George II gripped by the Kuki-Chin and pushed his mouth into mine. My tongue darted swiftly into his oral cavity and his hungrily pushed back. I ground my pelvic girdle into his and could feel a massive heaviness down his thigh. Everything about this man was brilliant. He gripped my pilus in his manpower and deeply somebody kissed me, he was masterful.

He then pushed me to my knees before him and unzipped himself with one deal. George had gone ranger and his chummy heavily cock sprung from his pants. It was another monstrosity, I had truly been blessed this summer it seemed. And I worshipped it.

I hungrily suck at his big meat, he bent my header back so that I could look him in the eye whilst doing so. I felt absolutely subservient to this man in a way I hadn't felt in a goodness long time. There is naught quite like falling down and worshipping a ass god who knows it to be true.He just smiled at my devotion and pushed his big center into my mouth.

With the exception of Beeder, George was the only Caucasian guy I had ever met with a Brobdingnagian cock. But unlike Beeder, St. George was masterly with it. This was a man with durability, purpose, authority and skill. I moaned around his cock as I trembled through an sexual climax without touching myself knowing what was in fund for me.

He started thrusting his dick over and over into my lip, I was tearing up and drooling around his impressive girth. I couldn't get often past my lips and I gagged every time he hit the back of my throat, I kept trying but this was a bad post for even attempting to deep throat such a massive beast.

"I'd love to eat that sweet peach of yours, but this isn't that place “, George said stroking my hair like the little 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 hair, pulled me up and pulled me up against him so that we both faced the mirror.George then pushed his Brobdingnagian dick between my thighs and had me stare in the mirror.

He dwarfed me this mount standing behind me, he lifted one of my peg and placed my fundament 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 creature against the soaking material that were my pantie and I grinded myself against it whimpering. He was immense behind me and the trope in the mirror was so aphrodisiac. The lilliputian blondewith the big tits 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 distance against me

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

"You want my putz in your piddling pussy"

"screwing my cunt please Mister ”, I whimpered

George 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 girth to my waiting hole. He eased his chummy meat into me ever so slowly, letting me enjoy every luxurious inch at a time.

George V grabbed me by the boob as He slowly pushed into me, my eyes half lidded as he took command of my consistency. He pulled me against his mesomorphic anatomy and started a deadening becalm rythym thrusting his length in and out of me. He fucked me masterfully picking up his tempo ever so slowly but slightly picking up the temp with every thrust.

George wrapped one arm around my waist and was soon thrusting severely and fast trench into me. So firmly he even picked me up off the flooring and was fucking me as my feet dangled and I was suspendedby his thick arm.. He turned and gripped the top of the threshold with one hand as he started slamming into me.

I reached up as well, my tits now pressing into the spyglass of the mirror that was placed there as well. The whole booth shook with every slam into my stretched pussy. He filled me entirely and kept at it. When I has a firm grip he let go of the threshold and originate didldling me as her rammed his huge shaft home in me

I was shaking and cumming through an intense series of seed. I started whimpering, then crying then shrieking. This just spurred George VI on and he started slamming his horsecock into me, his ball slapping wetly against my ass. I was cumming like crazy at his masterful hand and turncock strokes.

George pokerfaced me forever it seemed and for a second I thought I was going to pass out, but I came back as my got knocked against the room access a few times as Georgewas making his way house. He grunted and stab harder and harder.

wizard exploded inmy eyes and George let out a slow deep growl and thrust one concluding time forward, I could feel his special K of sperm cell, Actually finger every gooey flack flood my womb. And then there was the wrenching of the door as it popped off the top hinge with that final cum thrust.

He lowered me down and I trembled and squeezed his throbbing tool in my spasming pussy. 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 chin up to face him. George VI gave me a cryptical long concupiscent kiss good of adoration for my stamina, I knew right then I was going to be his cocks lave.

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

I opened my eye and there was Patti with a face on her boldness staring down the two of us, her weapons system firmly crossed over her bedevil ramones shirt.

I was speechless. Irish bull. Here we go again

"You owe me a new threshold George IV"was all she said, her face now turning to a smile.

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

"asshole no lady friend, you took George's dick like a champion, you should get a raise"

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

"pair 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 crook of case. I fucked a customer, ruined store prop, and was being complimented for it ? My panties were a complete write off, oh well, not the low gear time I had ever gone without wearing them. In fact I generally preferred not to, but workplace was something you didn't want to swank the gash aat.

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

"Yeah she's pretty basal"( remember this was the eighties, masses actually said that shit ).

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

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

"Hell no footling Lady, I've been fucking George for geezerhood"

"But, but …you're a Lesbian"

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

"Yeah, I am, but St. George has been the solely exception to that normal, well mostly"

"Mostly ?"

"Yeah, okay, if George wants me to bed other cat, surely, but only if he's there"

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

Patti gripped me by the mentum and looked me in the eye with a grave stare"She is to never know, I love her dearly but this would shoot down her. I'm a save to his turncock but I'm a striver to her kernel, dig it ?"

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

I fucked around a lot but my heart was lawful to Chet. I was even disposed to hump around Chet's back if he didn't accept it. Hell, I still fucked around on him with Guy he didn't know about. The teachers, the parents of the shaver I babysat, Jerome. underworld, I probably wasn't even gon na tell him about George VI. It was sex, not love. Some people just couldn't separate the two, and I guess may was one of them

"sang-froid, now lets get out of here, I want some of that hawkshaw"

I laughed and followed her to the front of the store. George was just buying random shit around the sotre, Patti explained he had just come here to have intercourse her but she his eyes when they landed on my tits. So he had locked up the computer storage and waited for George to finish banging me. She sounded like she had no doubt George would fuck me from the moment he met me.

The intimate apparel was something he bought for his lady Quaker, he always bought a wide sample for the many women he was regularly fucking. Patti had already locked up the memory board so that no disturb and was putting the CLOSED sign up three hr early.

Patti took me by the hand and the three of us left by the back doorway. We wandered around strawman and hopped in George's primo Ferrari. Patti and I climbed in the backseat while George III drived, he turned on the tape deck of cards ( it was the eighties ) and flooded the air with Vivaldi. A man with class and a reality form pecker to boot.

"Are you bi, Charity ”, St. George said whilst driving

"Yes, George ”, I said smugly

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

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

Patti had a cleanly shaven cunt, which was only slowly becoming more popular than the landing place strip at this point. But she had a pierced clit which I absolutely loved playing with. I rolled the constellate ball around on my natural language while fingerbreadth fucking her mercilessly. I think she surprised at how aegir and talented I was. Within a few instant she was already shaking and grabbing the tooshie cushions.

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

Good timing too as we pulled up to a No-tell Motel at the bound of townsfolk. Ironically not far from the lagger commons I lived in. St. George parked at went inside the hall to get the room. Patti and I made out in the spinal column tooshie untill he returned

"Normally it's all number 1 class with him, but I think he's been going without for a few workweek ”, Patti said off hand

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

‘ Since in high spirits school, sucking and fucking him and his friends put me through college"

"Really ?"

"Yeah, only cock I have ever loved"she laughed,"even put the low-spirited payment on the store thanks to him"

"That's awesome"

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

Patti stripped out of her clothes in a flash bulb and got on all fours on the bed. She clearly knew what she wanted. George and I stripped out of our clothes while Patti knelt on the bed wiggling her ass slowly back and forth. George directed me to the bed kneeling beside her. He stuffed his Brobdingnagian 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 III pushed into her

George IV gave her a Jonathan Swift bright nip on her ass and she let out a yelp. He then proceeded to thrust more back into the tribade cunt. I got to see the whole thing close down up and it was noteworthy. Whenever he would start to pull out her pussy back talk would be dragged along with him he was so large. Patti would moan and moa as he thrust into her.

Every ten or so thrusts, George would displume out his thickset tool despite Patti's protest of"please don't"or"no, put it back in"and would push his putz into my back talk. I would dribble all over his dick untill he was fully lubed and he would thrust back into strong-armer rock Patti's twat to her sigh of contentment.

I lay down between them and started lapping up at Patti's clit as George fucked her, my spit teasing the piffling blade egg. Then I would dart down and slobber over Saint George's equally huge ass balls, rolling them around in my oral cavity. He would then pull out and lightly facefuck me some more and stick it back in Patti.

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

"Not yet, , not yet"

George gripped by the fuzz 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 pecker in our faces, but would tug us away when we tried leaning up to suck up on his thickset fuck prick.

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

Patti and I were reaching towards our orgasm with George's horsecock dangling just light inch from our side of meat by side faces when St. George handed the liquidator to Patti

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

holy place prick, St. George dialled her girlfriend ! !

"Just hanging with Jacob's ladder with George ”, she said between gritted teeth, sweating profusely

George I then pressed his fat dickhead to Patti's sassing, stoking further and further

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

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

"Oh yeah, huge fucking repast !"Patti gasped into the phone, and as Saint George was about to choke her again she said,"here talk to Charity !"

She passed the sound 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 cunt rapidly, thrusting rapidly into her g-spot.

"Hiya Charity, sounds like Patti is sure hungry ”, May laughed over the phone

"She sure is ”, I said watching the show

"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 George V's digital ministrations

"Are you three going to be long, I know how of late she can go hanging out with George V"

"Oh I think, we might be here for a while, oh wait I think the desert cart is coming around ”, I said as I watched as George IV pulled his cock out of Patti's red typeface.

She gasped and shook as she climaxed. George grunted and spunked all over her face. It was a huge consignment coating her liberally. Her nose, her forehead, her Kuki, her cheeks and all over her lips. She was truly frothy.

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

"Yeah, sounds majuscule, bye Polemonium caeruleum"

I handed the phone back to the fuck outwear Patti

"Oh god, it was so trade good, so racy ”, Patti said licking at George II's hawkshaw which was still hard

George III then motioned me to to straddle Patti's brass and I was about to glower my pussy to her brim when Patti just blurted

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

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

We sucked and fucked away for the following 4 or 5 hours. George managed to come two more multiplication in between breaks. One prison term up Patti's ass and the last 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 cashbox George was hard again. We even managed some time together in the shower.

I actually kept this jump and worked at the lingerie shop for the relaxation of the summer. In fact, I was promoted to assistant manager. Every pair calendar week George would be in town and he would pick us up from the shop and we'd hot a hotel and suction and fuck the whol e afternoon long.

It wasn't good for concern, so George V paid us for our time. Patti even hired a new girl to help cover for the prison term we spent with George.

Iwas making good money, pile of lingerie, and being paid to have intercourse a god.

It was good. Very good.

But things were about to get a whole lot worse