Back to the sex-citing autobio of ego professed superslut PTA mom, Charity Jones.

The future few calendar week my life got into a comfortable tread. I adjusted to the crazy busy schedule, plus it didn't hurt I was getting laid at least twice a week now.

After discovering my dom George was also my swain Chet's founding father, I still continued to have sex him. I had my every early hebdomad ternion with my foreman punk sway Patti and him at a no-tell hotel at the sharpness of town. Plus every early weekend my date night with Chet would end up with me getting power-fucked by his dad while he watched, half the time being joined by his naughty maid Consuela.

I would join Momma for regular threesomes with her boyfriend/boss Marcus almost religiously, but there were dark when they just wanted alone time, so I would end up picking up guys from the Zebra Club where I worked as the pelage stop girl on Friday nights.

My best friends Faith and hope were having their own adventures of course.

Faith finally quit working at the Burger power in belatedly Oct, deciding four months was long enough t pretend to be a taxpayer and went back to dealing pot fully time. This gave her oodles of free time though, and she would spend more sentence over at our place. There was more then one dark I would come home after workplace or after a date to find her getting treble or triple teamed from some of Momma's steady BBC's in my bed. Being the good protagonist I am, I would naturally join in.

Hope on the early hand was spending LE and less fourth dimension slutting out with us. We would still hang out with her at schooltime, but she spent most of her exempt time with Beeder. Beeder was the school geek with the huge cock I had ever seen, and now her and him were an item. We would still attend on weekends and every few calendar week she would join in on a suck and fuck session with us gals, but Beeder was always involved as well.

school day was pretty damn right too. I was captain of the cheerleading squad and dating the captain of the football team. I was a fairly blue eyed blond haired busty bubble teenager. version ; tops popular. And my form were doing exceptionally well, now that I wasn't fucking everything that moved. A far cry from having to have it away for grade last year.

speech production of which, the Dragon dame had returned.

You might remember her, as I certainly couldn't forget. Vice Principal Gordon was the Dragon Lady. Towering in at five metrical foot four in, an total inch taller then me ; she still terrified everyone. She had conclusion cropped grey fuzz, steel Grey eyes and striking Germanic features. She was also a sadistic dominatrix that punished us for over 2 calendar month with brutal anal retentive academic session for fucking our teachers.

She was convinced we were still at it, and at the end of Sep, just a week after I started fucking St. George in the part as Chet's father ; the dragon Lady was punishing us again. The three of us would stagger home after the anal infraction each week and go out of our week to fend off it the following. It made my taking it up the ass anytime during the weekend involve gallons of to a greater extent lube.

We had to do something about it, but couldn't figure out what. After our bit group settlement Bob Hope said she had a plan with a look we had never seen before. She wouldn't assure us what, and we didn't hear back from her a few more calendar week about it.

But when we did, man, it was so good.

It was the Hallowe'en terpsichore at school day when it all came to fruition.

The three of us had decided to as meaning nuns. Yhis was actually my melodic theme as we could shroud intoxicant in our"bellies ”. All three of had to booze mickies, one was the real one with whiskey in it, the other one was a fake one with succus in it. Teachers would amount to investigate what we were drinking, when it was revealed to be orangeness succus we would wait till they walked away to trade out the really booze.

If we ran out, Chet had brought some in the trunk of his car too. He came as a priest with a big paddle which eh threatened to paddle people with. He actually did thwack a couple of lapidator who kept harassing us when we were sharing a joint behind the gym. Chet may have been my cuckold, but that was only in bed. In the street he was lightning fast, extremely protective and had the Sami muscular build as his dad, simply put he was not to be fucked with.

Beeder came as well, or Richard as Hope insisted on us calling him, despite never being able to. His costume was pathetic. Leslie Townes Hope was a horror fan and Beed..Richard was a pirate fan. So he came as a buccaneer with a parrot on his shoulder whilst wearing a hockey mask and wielding a toy chainsaw. Hope was in hysterics over he as ran around the dancing simulation to lash out mass with his little plastic toy

Beeder disappeared from the dance for about half an minute and when he returned he simply saluted Hope on the former side of the way. She smiled at him and turned to us.

"Drunken brides of Christ, please open your Holy Scripture to Dueteronomy 32 : 35,"the busty peasant female child intoned

Redheaded religion and I opened our Word of God and register the passing

I quoted ; `` retribution is Mine, and retribution, In due clip their foot will slue ; For the day of their disaster is near, and the impendent things are hastening upon them. ``

Faith raised an eyebrow,"Alrighty freak girl would you deal explaining this to me"

"Of course my flaming headed female felony felicitator ”, Hope said gesturing us to follow.

Hope was clearly on a roll here. The shadow haired, big titted boor led us out of the saltation and down through the halls of the darken school avoiding the instructor

"Two calendar week ago, I asked you to produce me some MDMA ( put in factual proficient word ), which you did within the confines of a week, did you not dear Faith"

"You mean the disco biscuit I got you ?"

"Indeed"

"What of it ?"

"And my blonde big busted bisexual bawdy ball gull of big black cock. ”, Bob Hope said indicating me

"Yes, I get it, you're talking about me, what is it ?"I asked

"All those wonderful gloomy hued gentleman you've introduced me to over the last-place year, have also been significant"

"To what ?"I asked almost exasperated

"You better talk it addict girl, I'm about two in away from punching you in the cunt ”, faith grumbled

"O thousand of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt ?"Hope asked biblically as arrived at her locker.

She quickly undid her lock and swung open the door and then made a sweeping gesture to the contents inside.

"Ladies, choose your weapon ”, she said with an immorality smile.

Looking at the contents, I just covered my pant with my hand"Oh my"I said

Faith just nodded with an vicious smile

"Tonight, we get harvest our vengance upon the Nazi Bitch ”, Hope said.

Fait hugged Hope to her and exclaimed"Have I told you today that I love you freak girlfriend !"


Hope's plan was a piece of sheer evil brilliance.

Hope had actually brought a third mickey of alcohol which she had gone out of her way to be caught by Vice Principal Gordon imbibition. But what she hadn't done was actually drink any of the booze, she had dropped the ecstasy in the Mick and merely pretended to drink in forepart of frailty lead Gordon.

She had discovered from our keeper Tyrone that Vice Principal Gordon was a closet alcoholic and counted on her drinking the Mick herself. Tyrone volunteered that information when Hope told him that pet names the Dragon Lady had been using for him were actually nasty racial smudge in German. He was Sir Thomas More than willing to help.

Beeder..err.. Richard was sent out to spy on her to see how long it would require for her to set off reacting to the drugs. She was feeling flighty and secure and calling Tyrone those nasty names in her brainsick version of foreplay when Beeder made his military greeting to report the next voice of the plan. I mean, Richard, damnit.

Tyrone then led the high as a kite Nazi cunt out to the nearly complete aquatic center field on the pretending of some hot fun times. That gave us enough sentence to equip the"weapon system"Hope had smuggled into the school earlier during the day.

We ducked out of the gym covertly under the cover of night. We stalked across the parking lot like ninjas, I tell ya, big pregnant biblical ninjas.

Chet was guarding the door on the outside. Seems like everyone was in on the programme but us. I gave him a buss and he promised me we wouldn't be interrupted. He had just found out about what had happened to us when Hope was sneaking around and was white and insisted he play some role. That's my guy, love you Chet sweetie.

We made our way into the new indoor basketball court where our"node"was waiting.

frailty principal sum Gordon was squatting before old Tyrone, who was leaning against a stack of pallet covered in a drop curtain material in the middle of the motor hotel. A individual light spotlighted them and left most of the place in tincture. It was pure for what we had in mind.

She was too busy sucking his cock and high as a kite to even detect us enter

"Ja, ja, I love sucking your big drecksneger cock"she intoned as she slurped around his big dim dick.

He had the face of a man who was enjoying the cock sucking, but only in the way that he wanted to hatefuck this gripe for calling him public figure and all her racialist bullshit.

"Well, well well, what do we accept here ”, Faith said very loud as we stood at the sharpness of the lot of light

The Dragon Lady broke from her lip lock on the big peter and twirled her read/write head around

"Vat ? Vat ? Who is dere ? Vat do you vant ? ”, her German accent really coming out in her loss of control.

"It looks some old tired whore is using the schooling as her personal tramp steamer ground"I said in reception to faith

"How dare you ? ”, she said rising angrily to her feet.

"valet, restrain her if you please ”, Hope asked

Gordon moved toward us, but out of the shadows stepped forth four black men wearing ski masquerade party and absolutely nothing else. They moved quickly onto her and grabbed a limb each. She screamed and kicked but they just picked her up and placed her on the pallets.

"Tyrone, avail me ! ! ! Get individual ! ! ”, she screamed

"Sorry ma'am, I'm not your drecksneger anymore ”, Tyrone zipped up and wandered off with another glimpse

"Tyrone ! No ! ! ! assistant ! mortal help me ! ! ! Please ! !"she scream

"shriek all you want kick, no one can get a line you ”, Faith said

She struggled and screamed a couplet instant more and then finally stopped panting.

"What do you want ?"” she pleaded into the dark.

"Gentlemen, please disrobe the lady of pleasure"

"No ! No ! ! !"she screamed and started kicking again and struggling again

It was off no use of course, she was fucked. They tore her apparel literally off her until they were in rags around her. And I do mean all of her dress, they even tore of her bra and ripped off her panties. If this was a normal scene I would have admired how tight and fit her body was for a char in her belated fifties. But I couldn't really give a shit now.

"Why ? Why ? WHY ? ? ?"she screamed almost in crying

That's when the three of us stepped out of the tail and into the circle of illume

Hope intoned,"retribution is Mine, and retribution, In due metre their animal foot will slip ; For the day of their calamity is near, and the impending things are hastening upon them"

"Mein gott ”, Gordon whispered in scourge, the Sami terror she put us through

We stepped right up to her and I looked down at her with a cruel smile

"payback is a beef ”, I whispered.

The three of us unsnapped our skirts and let them fall to the floor beneath us. We released one Thomas More footstep and revealed our"weapons"

We each wore a thick blackened 10 column inch strap-on.

"Please miss, you don't have to do this"she pleaded as we began to circle her

"Of track we don't have to do it, we're doing it because we want to ”, religious belief chuckled.

"Please, I'll do anything you want ?"Gordon begged.

"Anything ? ”, I asked

She gulped back a sob"Ja, anything"

I leaned down to within inches of her face and paused over her dramatically.

"Not interest"

"Oh gott nein ! ! !"

"Shut her up Faith ”, I told my redheaded friend

"You got it ”, she smiled stepping up to her face.

Faith gripped Gordon by the neck opening hard boulder clay she gasped for a breath and then she thrust her slim hip joint forward and shoved the Negro strapon into her oral cavity. Gordon gagged and sputtered, and trust began to eff her face as gently as she had Tyrone done to us in our"punishments"

Hope and I had agreed that I would go first in punishing the Dragon lady since during all our punishment sitting with the VP I was the one that always ended up going first. It was karmic as far as Bob Hope was concerned.

I decided to be a bit more merciful to the Nazi cunt than she had ever been to me and squeezed out some lube and spread it all over by big black shammer cock. Yes, I always carry lube, you never know when you're going to have anal sex during the day. okeh, amercement, I never know when to ask it, yes, I'm a slut.

I lubed up the tip and had the gentleman's gentleman spread her thigh wider for me. She struggled but to no help. The guy rope were actually intemperate watching this, and I recognized a couple of those wonderful cocks from premature dangerous undertaking. But tonight wasn't about us, it was about her. And she was going to get it.

I pushed the tip of my fat manipulate cockhead to her anatomical sphincter. The VP tried to shout out but the wangle cock in her throat didn't let her do anything but gurgle. This was what it was like to be a man, I thought, this was pretty hot. Then I pushed my hips forward.

I pressed the thickness of my dildo into the Dragon Lady and she went nuts. So I pushed some more. She really didn't like this at all. That just made me laugh. So I started bouncing my hips back and forth into her, thrusting more and to a greater extent of my"peter"into her.

I grabbed her hips like so many before had done to me, and tried planting myself and really started ramming it household. I plowed the nasty german bitch for all I was worth. I fucked her relentlessly. split were streaming down her brass as I rammed the simulated dick home.

I probably fucked her for about 10 minutes and saw Bob Hope switch out with trust, only allowing Gordon to scream out briefly before swallowing another faker cock. I was sweating and my back was sore, I couldn't believe how men did this. I panted and tapped out.

religious belief went up next and I had to go clean up my"cock ”, it seemed Gordon wasn't prepared for anal at all. It was pretty tight. I'll spare you the details, but lets just put it this way, it was pretty stinky.

We spent the next 60 minutes fucking the bitch with our rooster, Each one of us tapping out after ten minutes or so at a prison term. In the end frailty principal sum Gordon was a limp rag and the men were barely hanging on to her.

"Okay boys, your routine ”, promise said pulling her *dick* out of German Nazi Bitch's mouth.

"Huh ? Vat ?"


"Shut up bitch ”, religious belief said spanking her ass HARD as she pulled her own *dick* out of the VP's ass.

"Just retrieve, her ass is ours"

"You got it"came a vaguely familiar voice"from behind one of the ski masks.

He crawled up on the table and proceeded to feed his big black turncock into her mouth. Gordon was so far gone, she took it willingly. Another man stepped between her thighs and shoved his dick unceremoniously into her pussy, which she grunted around the rooster in her back talk in response.

We put our skirts back on and stepped outside to share a joint.

I cuddled up beside Chet and softly started to cry into his articulatio humeri. It was so overpowering to get this out of my system of rules. I felt I was releasing the anger of the assault, the choler from my horrible night in Dallas, at my double-dyed lack of choice. And finally I was just getting out all the anger and hater I had for that bitch in a final burst of tears.

Chet just held me close and rocked me back and forth.

I looked around and saw Beeder doing the same for promise. It was so amazing seeing the shift from a computer mouse to a full individual in this last year. She was in dearest and it showed.

I saw Faith standing alone smoking a joint angrily looking into the night. Tears we welling up in her center, but there was so very much rage in them.

I slipped out of Chets arms reluctantly and moved towards my scoop friend.

"Faith… ”, I softly said

"Don't ”, she just bit back, the tears in her eyes

I reached out,"Faith.."

"Don't don't don't"

I grabbed her, and she slapped back at my branch. So I gripped her firmly and she struggled trying to get me off. She was all but hyperventilating. But then I grabbed her and squeezed her tight.

She flailed and squirmed and fumed, ad then it all broke down as I hugged her against her will. religion started sobbing.

Deep thick wrenching whoreson. It was so full of grief and hanger and pain and fury. She shook and she cried and wailed out"why why why ”.

This had been coming for along time now, and not because of what Gordon had done to us. This was the deep rooted pain she had for years.

Hope came over too and we both squeezed our lithe admirer between us.

religious belief sobbed and grieved for the personnel casualty of her mother. The abuse of her father. The sheer terrifying loneliness she lived in until she had found us.

This wasn't a magical catharsis where she was all better the succeeding day. But finally she could begin to care. To heal.

Beeder and Chet had wandered off discretely away to man talk while we bonded with each other.

This was one of those sentence it is so impossible to explain. unconditioned love and acceptance between ally. Between sisters.

Sister.

Goddamn. I had sisters.

We laughed, we cried, We hugged like imbecile. We shared a join and shared caper and finished off our booze.

We decided not to look at bottom to see what was going on, we had a pretty good approximation. We got paper later from William ( one of Mrs Parsons boyfriends ) who was one of the men inside that they fucked the shucks out of her for hr. Each one dumped a load in her a couplet times before they left, so much cum was flowing out her snatch he said it looked like a long trail of jizz going down the palette to the floor.

The next week at schooltime was a great approving. vice Principal Gordon actually came nervously up to us once mid week

"Ladies, I need to discuss…."

Hope interrupted her harshly,"We have zilch to talk over, unless you'd like more penalisation"

Gordon's face went white, she mumbled something and backed off


I can count one bridge player the number of clip she spoke to us again for the rest of the twelvemonth.

And each time it was very politely