Faith Hope and Charity 1 Beeder
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Introduction: the continuing exploits of Charity Jones Hello once again my faithful readers
As you may or may not recall, my name is Charity Jones, not my last name of course but one does have to keep their secrets. I am writing these memoirs as I reflect on the last 24 years of my life and how it has led me to my current lifestyle, church-going PTA mom by day, slut by night. It wasnt an overnight transition to where I am now, happily married with kids and a sex life that would make porn stars blush, but a gradual transition.
For those of you who have read my earlier recollections ( Charity Starts at Home), you may remember that my path to debauchery began with the reuniting with my long lost mother and the making of several new and exciting friends. It was that glorious summer which first wakened me to my true sexual nature, but there was still far more to come.
Simply put, and before I blather on some more, I suppose we should pick up where we left off.
My sinful summer had come to an end and I was now on the precipice of a new and more terrifying adventure, the 11th grade in a public school. I had been to nothing but the most elite private boarding schools all my life until I moved in with Momma. I was used to snooty elitism and everyone with too much money, an entire social spectrum was mind boggling to me.
My new best friend Faith ( OReilly) assured me there was nothing to fear, that she knew everyone that mattered in the school we were going to and that Id fit in fine. It was fine for my fire-headed friend to say this, but I was still the east coast rich girl out of her element. My internal shyness contrasted with her brash confidence, near overconfidence.
The first day of school arrived and I was determined to dress my best, but Faith took one look and reminded me we werent going to a boarding school. After fussing and going through a hundred ensembles we barely made it to school on time. Our high school was a relatively big edifice stretching back into antiquity with all the modern amenities. The town was big enough for two high schools so spirit was evident walking in the door with GO COUGARS! draped in a banner.
We turned heads as we walked into the school and understandably so, we were both dressed up as slightly slutty school girls. Not enough to break any laws or potential dress codes, but still enough to let people know that we knew we were hot. Matching white blouses tied at the midriff, Faith was comfortable in hers, but my bust was yearning to break free of its confines, we had even gone so far as to staple the place where the ties met to ensure I didnt have an incident. Our skirts were mid-calf and tartan, and yes, we were wearing underwear ( sorry to ruin any fantasies there) and wore white sneakers with knee high stockings.
Within minutes Faith was already introducing me to a plethora of other students, not surprisingly many boys came up to introduce themselves too. And thusly a lot of the girls did as well, high school if anything is territorial after all. But my easy going temperament and all-American looks easily put even the girls with envious eyes , at ease.
A brief refresher on me , I am quite petite only ranging in at 5 3, long flowing corn-blonde hair and sparkling baby blue eyes. I have what can be described as a pin up figure, wide hips, a big round butt, a slim waist and an almost biblical bust measuring in at 32DD, and to mixed results they would grow even bigger as I matured.
Faith was the opposite, slim and toned, freckled and small busted. Red flaming hair using braided into pigtails. Green eyes clearly showing her Irish heritage , she was more athletic and easily 4 inches taller than me. Whilst I was sweet and petite, she was brash and in your face
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Luckily we had most of our classes together, having strategically planned what classes we were going to take midway through the summer. We even shared the same home room. After a bewildering day of introductions and being shown the grounds of the school, which were pretty impressive, we eventually went home and I did nothing but babble on and on about the school to Momma and Faith, who barely suppressed her laughter.
The rest of the the first week at school was another blur as I learned more about the school, being in Texas and a football championship school our facilities were pretty extensive for a public school so there was a lot to see.I even managed to convince Faith to try out for the cheerleading squad when I told her I was too nervous to try out alone, she agreed when I told her it would give more reasons to not always be at home drunk ass dad.
It was Friday and we were debating how to plan out our weekend, since we now officially had homework and try outs were after school when we were interrupted by some boys teasing on another boy. He was tall and lanky, with horned rimmed glasses and button up shirt, nerd stereotypes exist for a reason.
Whats wrong Beeder, your Momma tie up your laces too tight
Hey Beeder, you been fucking any horses lately
This went on for a few minutes while the boy struggled with his lock. I was definitely uncomfortable with how they were treating him, but I was also 16 and new and wanted to be popular, so I didnt say anything. Faith on the other hand had different ideas, and stepped between the bullies and the nerd
Hey guys, leave Beeder alone, he cant help it that hes only built for livestock, she smiled but I could tell she was doing it for show
The guys laughed at that and wandered off, Faith walked over and kissed Beeder quickly on the cheek and he flushed from near emberrasment
Th-th-thanks Faith, Beeder sheepishly stuttered and looked away
Anytime Rick, Faith said, tell you what, my friend Charity and me will come make up for those bullies at the usual place after school&hellip,4 oclock sound good
Beeder turned flushed completely red nodded, grabbed his books and trotted down the hall. Faith giggled softly as he walked away. He was kinda cute in that nerd boy way. I wandered over beside Faith and watched the tall lanky Beeder walk away.
Who was that? I asked
Beeder Faith replied
I got that, why did you call him Rick if his name is Beeder
Faith chuckled, Its a nickname he got in the 8th grade
Care to explain to the blonde?
The other boys called him it when they saw him in the shower after gym class, its a name thats a sign for insecurity. His name isnt Beeder, Beeder is just B-D-R
B-D-R?, I asked not getting the connection
Big Dick Rick, hes hung, like Marcus kinda hung, horse kinda hung
My eyes widened at that, a white school boy as big as Marcus? This I had to see.
Ahhh, Im guessing our making it up to him involves something rather carnal
You bet your big tits, Faith said pinching a nipple through my shirt playfully, but your damned cheerleader try outs
Trust me, youll like it
Ive already seen you shake your big pom-poms though
The cheerleader tryouts were more brutal then I expected, and there was a lot more competition then expected. In boarding school we didnt have boys, so we had dance teams and it was a much smaller pond. But I wasnt expecting the great Texas obsession with football and everything connected to it. But my dance training, winning smile and personality , all American looks , I felt I was a cinch to get in. And Faiths native athleticism and popularity probably would win her a spot too
It was 430 by the time we finished, and my freckled faced friend were hot sweaty and she was pissed off we were going to be late to see Beeder. Not because of some urge for sex, but because she was a stickler for her word. Luckily we didnt have to go far, it was in the far corner of the outside bleachers . Faith explained to me that he liked to go back there and beat off to the cheerleaders practising
We were hot and sweaty and getting into the cool shade under the bleachers, I was preparing to take off my blouse to let the sisters free and give Beeder a titfuck if he was as really hung as Faith claimed. But we were stopped in our tracks by what we saw
Beeder was leaning on against the wall with his pants around his ankles, kneeling before him was a familiar dark haired girl. She was desperately two fisting the giant shaft protruding from Beeders crotch. Faith was right, he was a monster. She was enthralled by his dick, all but worshipping it.
She was a champion cocksucker, she had tricks that I was making mental notes about just watching her. His cock was slick with her spit and she was using it as a lube as she tried shoving more of his girth down her throat. She was crazy hungry for it, the way she was striving for it and grunting and shivering. Her face was a mess, her eye shadow had melted and she had racoon eyes and saliva drooped in long strands from her chin as she stretched her jaws to accommodate his thick tool.
Faith placed a finger to her lips to shush me and we slowly snuck towards them. As we got closer I recognized the girl, our bleachers cocksucker was the very same dick slurper from our party at the Zebra Club. I had no idea she was just as much of a minor as were that night, but then again I had a lot of cock in me that night. The mere thought of it sent a tingle through my spine.
We quietly knelt down beside the girl on either side, She peered at us in shock and then recognition then winked at us and continued slurping taking her fists off his shaft. Faith and I took our cue and went to work on Beeder. Faith leaned in and started kissing the long length of Beeders dick whilst I twisted around and started licking at a pair of humungous hairy balls..this was the 80s after all.
Beeder jolted realizing there was more then one mouth on him and started to pull away.
Its okay Rick. Faith said soothingly, were here to make you feel better..Charity too
I snuck a hand out and waved up as I slowly slurped one his heavy hanging balls into my mouth and rolled it around on my tongue. He just groaned and relaxed again . Beeder all but collapsed against the wall as the three of us girls began our intensive ministrations on him.
For the next few minutes al that could be heard was the heavy hot slurping and smacking of three mouths on Beeders giant tool. Beeder would groan occasionally in response to what we were doing. Every now and then Faith would chirp in some commentary
Shit , you got a big dick or She can suck a mean cock huh or Like have us sucking on your donkey dick?
Eventually Faith told us to switch and pulled me up. Our new brunette friend sighed and took my place. Faith decided to take the lead and wrapped her lips around the fathead of Beeders dick. I I went to work licking up and down the length of his truly huge cock. He had already cum as I could pick up traces of his spunk on his massive girth, if he could stay hard even after cumming I was going to be quite impressed.
Try as she might Faith good barely get more then a couple inches of Beeder into her mouth, so she dedicated her efforts to sucking and slurping on his cockhead. I would alternate jerking him off into Faiths mouth and planting licks and kisses on his length.
Gee, you really do have a huge cock , I said smiling up to Beeder
Th-thanks Charity, he mumble-half moaned looking down to me
Mainly to my tits.
Oh you want to see these do you? I said back to him
Uh huh, he nodded
I stopped ministrating his giant cock and squeezed by big tits through my blouse and smiled seductively
You want to touch them? To squeeze them?
uh huh, umm, yes Charity
You want to&hellip,fuck.. my ..big..tits?
Oh God yes!
Faith and I laughed and she shifted away letting his big dick swing in the wind. I pulled apart the staple with a rip and let my big twins free. I shimmied over to be in front of Beeder. I gripped his dick and pushed it between my tits. I then pushed my breasts together, wrapping his pecker completely in my tit flesh. He was still so big that his cock still stuck at a few full inches out of my cleavage.
Oh my god , Beeder groaned and I coud feel him stiffen more
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Never had a titfuck have you?
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Oh my god, he just groaned again
Our brunette friend resurfaced from between Beeders legs and came up beside me to check this out. She was still mainly fixated on Beeders dick, but she was also checking out my tits. Its something Ive noticed over the years, a big set of boobs seems to awaken at the very least curiosity in a womans sexuality
Come on big boy, fuck my tits
Beeder began to thrust hiships into me, pushing his big dick up through my cleavage. The spit from three girls made great lube as he pushed back and forth. On every forward thrust Beeders big dickhead would poke me in the chin, so I bent my head forward and captured his tip with my mouth or my tongue on every thrust. Faith started licking one of my tits and spitting in my cleavage crack to give me extra lube when she thought I needed it. Our brunette new friend meanwhile was fondling Beeders heavy balls with one hand and diddling herself under skirt with the other. Her eyes remained fixated on Beeders dick, and she licked her lips and as she watched him titfuck me
Beeder wasnt going to last long, when he tried to slow down to hold off on cumming too soon Faith got behind me and helped squeeze my boobs together. I then would bounce up and down so that I was fucking his cock right back with my big knockers. The dark haired girl was still fondling Beeders hanging balls and diddling herself, but I could tell by her face and her flushed tone that she was really getting off on him fucking my tits
Oh god, oh god, Im gonna, Im gonna&hellip,.. Beeder was all but shaking now and began to tense up.
Then he burst. Long streams of white juice volleyed from his dick. He splashed all over my face, my chin and my neck and kept spurting. I tried sticking my tongue out to catch some drops , but it was going everywhere. The dark haired girl sprang forward and pushed her head to my boobs and started licking the cum off me, and then she turned to Beeder and caught the last few drops from his dick. There was so much cum that it was covering my boobs.
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The dark hair girl dove into my tits and start licking Beeders cum off me, Faith meanwhile stood up and kissed Beeder and thanked him for his cum. The dark hair girl was a cum nut, as she hunted down all the drops off my itts and spent extra attention to my nipples sucking on them like a baby. My nipples being hardwired to my pleasure centre it sent a rus through me and I was getting damn horny. I licked some of the cum off my own lips when the dark haired girl joined me. She licked the cum off my chin and then snaked her tongue between my lips tentatively. She was clearly new to girls but loved the cum too much. I pulled her close and pushed my tongue right back . Our tongues lashed hotly at each other and I could feel her shake with nerves and excitement. I stuck my hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit through her panties.
This set her off like a rocket and she pulled me onto the floor on top of her and let me frig her off as we kissed passionately. Her legs kicked out and she was cumming I was worked her pussy with my fingers. She was cumming and cumming hard. When she calmed down, she stroked my cheek gently and smiled up to me as if she had just discovered a new love
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Hi, Im Hope, she whispered
Charity, nice to meet you, and I kissed her again
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Hey ladies, when youre done lazing out, maybe we should get going before the groundskeeper finds us, Faith chirped in
We giggled and pulled ourselves off the floor. We straightened ourselves up and introduced each other.
With our names we should be nuns, Faith Joked
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She was right.. We were Charity Jones, Faith O Reilly and now Hope Jenkins
Faith , Hope and Charity, I said out loud
Were more like the Three Horsewomen of Sexual Apocalypse, Hope said in her rather soft voice
I took that as a great sign of our friendship to come
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We decided to head back to my place as Momma was going to be working at the club tonight and we could get to know each other. We insisted Beeder come home with us and tell his parents he was busy tutoring. Faith and I both wanted a chance to see if we could fit his donkey dick in our pussies, and to get to Hope as well.
My blouse was barely keeping together on our walk home after being ripped open and now retied , but I didnt care. We had found a new friend and were busy babbling like schoolgirls do, Beeder kept behind us quietly a few steps, not knowing what else to do
Hope was a brainy girl who actually wore glasses and was normally painfully shy. Her eyes were a sparkling blue and her skin was quite pale as she avoided the sun and spent most of her time reading French poetry and reading strange novels. She wore a lot of black and today she would be a goth, but we didnt care back then. She was somewhere between Faith and I, she was quite busty but nowhere near my significant globes and she was fit like Faith from a lot of swimming and , but still had baby fat and a bubble butt.
We got home and took Beeder into my bedroom, we told him to get naked and on the bed. He was very complaint and obedient and did as we asked. The three of decided to toy with Beeder and just stroked him off whilst chatting to Hope and getting to know her some more.
Hope had discovered the world of sex at the beginning of the summer at a campsite when her and her parents went on a 2 week vacation. She met a boy that she thought she was in love with, on the last night decided to show it. She was still a virgin so she decided to give him a blowjob, and when he came without telling her she discovered she loved it. In fact she loved the smell and taste of cock and cum . She sucked him off tow more times before deciding to head back to her family campsite. She thought she got some cum on her black dress so when she was stopped by the camp site rent -a-cop to see if she was lost, Hope panicked and offered to suck his cock.
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He of course complied and took her back to a shack and let Hope suck him off. Even when he came , Hope was still sucking his cock so he called in some of the security buddies. Hope was lost ina cock fog when 3 of them showed up and she got to work sucking them off.They managed to get her our her clothes and then proceeded to pop her virginity and gangbanged her till dawn always to make sure to cum in her mouth as she insisted. They broke in all her cherries and as she staggered to her tent at dawn, her parents unaware she had been gone at a, she reflected that she had found her true love , spunk.
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By this point, Faith and I had gotten her out of her clothes and were telling her she had a perfect body. She had no experience with girls, but her intellectual side was curious as to what it would be like. So with Beeder watching and faith stroking him off, I pushed Hope back on the bed and ate her out for the very first time.
She loved it.
Faith then jumped and took her turn on Hopes pussy. She was not happy with how hairy she was but dove into Hopes treasure chest like a pirate. She was lot more aggressive with Hope then I was, even so much as to start finger banging her as she ate Hope out. I mean while I had beeder lay down and I lay down across him wrapping my tits around his cock again. He couldnt see a damn thing but my ass, so he start fingering my pussy whilst I watched Faith gobble up our new girlfriend.
All this action was turning me on so I started slurping on Beeders big dick like a lolipop. With his big dick trapped between my its, I had complete control of his penis, He started finger fucking me while I coaxed a load of cum out of his balls. Faith and Hope had now moved into a 69 with Hope on the bottom and she was being introduced to pussy eating 101.
Beeder shot a load in my mouth, and a he stopped spurting I came on his fingers. The girls were moaning through a climax as I crawled over to Hopes head between Faiths thighs. I opened my mouth and drooled out Beeders spunk on to her face and then into her open mouth.
Then Faith switched with me and went to town on Beeders cock, whilst I sixty-nined with Hope. Beeder was amazing , cumming again and Faith fed his cum to Hope some more. Then it was Hopes turn, but we realized she wouldnt share and when we heard Beeder s tell-tale groaning, we scrambled and pulled Hope off his cock and the three of jacked him off into a big splash all over our faces.
Beeder begged us to give him a break and we eventually gave him one, seeing that his cock was finally deflating, He said he just needed 20 minutes or so and hed be good to go again, he was just a little sore. We were pretty spoiled by this guys recovery time.
First things first, lets get cleaned up..Im still sweaty from today
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Good idea, then we get rid of jungle queen Hopes bush, Faith chimed in
We dragged Hope off to the washroom and the three of us got in the shower. We all took turns soaping each other up and then eating each other out. Hope was a natural pussy monster and she later told us it was her first bi experience but was not going to be her last. I dont know how long we were in that shower, but eventually we got out and propped Hope up on the counter and trimmed down her bush to a respectable scale. Faith and I were kneeling between her thighs , admiring our handiwork and debating who was going to eat her newly shaved pussy out first when we were interrupted .
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Fuuuuck boy, your dick fills up a girl real good! was the exclamation from our bedroom
We rushed out and across the hallway and saw a familiar sight. There was Momma squatting on Beeders cock bouncing up and down on it trying to push it further and further into her. We laughed but Hope seem horrified.
Momma looked over her shoulder to us and smiled, I sure hope you girls werent planning on trying to keep this treasure from me she said in her distinctive drawl
For those of you that need a refresher on Momma, just imagine me 40 years old with bigger tits and a Texas accent so thick you couldnt drive a truck through it. I thought Momma was strictly a black dick freak based off her Queen of Spades tattoo, but she admitted she was a sucker for any man with a really big dick.
Momma rode Beeders dick to a literally screeching climax as he pawed at her big tits and finally dumped a load deep in her pussy. She pulled off with him with a sucking plop and Hope was all over his dick sucking and licking his cim clean in instants. Momma explained she decided to call it an early night as business was slow at the Zebra club and wanted to dyke out with her daughter and her friend instead, but she appreciated the giant cock waiting at home for her more.
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When Hope was done cleaning Beeders dick with her mouth she turned to Mommas pussy and desperately tried eating all the cum out of it. Seeing as I was hostess it was my turn to ride that big baloney pony.
I had to slowly ease into his monster, Beeder was submissive by nature so I had to do all the work. Faith rubbed my clit as I slowly picked up the pace on the monster cock that was stretching wide open. He managed to stretch out every nerve in me and in no time I was ccumming all over his girth, with him shooting his seed into me slowly therafter.
When got off him, Hope was there again to to clean his dick and eat my creampie. Faith followed and when she was done riding him, Hope did the same. Eventually it was Hopes turn and we got to see a brand new side to her.
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Hope was quite honestly the most vocal foul mouth tramp I had ever seen, this was a shapr contrast to her mousy appearance and soft spoken manner we had known up till now. She was howling obscenties at him and us, some of the gems were ,
Fuck my sloppy cunt with your big fucking dick!
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Pound my pussy you fucking sissy!
Dump in your load in my whore cunt!
He was eventually on top of her following her orders as we literally cheered her on. Momma, Faith and I had fucked Beeder as he was too big for him to fuck us, but Beeder was pounding the shit out of Hope. And she kept encouraging him
Yeah, fuck my nasty slut hole, make me a fucking bitch, dump your load in this slut!
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When he did, Hope wrapped her legs around him and didnt let him pull out till he was done pumping into her. The floodgates had opened for our new friend and there was no going back for her.
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We spent the next few hours taking tunrs getting fucked or sucking cock or eating pussy. All the while Hope was dirty talking so nasty that it would have made the devil blush. After cumming in all of us once more, Beeder was absolutely exhausted,, he told us it would take a few days to recover from his and he was too sore for anything else
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We sent him and all went into Mommas bed for a good nights sleep.
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I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
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So come and join us now, as Charity is invited to a formal Academy Ball, while she has other ideas of a dance in mind. I hope you enjoy this. Please leave some comments so I can improve the story line better. ====================================== They say in the tales of old that the eyes are a window unto the soul; while a mirror is supposedly the revealer of all that is hidden away, showing to all who bother to look and understand the reality of what IS, not hidden away from us...
************************************************************** ************************************************************** Three weeks remain until the Academy ball commences. The last preparations are being made with frantic speed to make sure everything goes right. The Great Hall where it is to happen is the scene of chaos somehow made manageable. Orders are shouted only to meet with rapid counter orders and changes back again; chefs and their staffs go over the final menus for any...
Introduction: Charity finally meets Chets dad Charity Jones here. Your narrator or purveyor of autobiographical whack off material. Enough of the wit, you want more of my memoirs. Here goes The 12th grade had finally arrived. The big year. The make or break year. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama. This was my graduating year, so I had to make it a good one, but it was already a crazy busy one I had discovered within the first week. I was working at the Love Hut Lingerie Store...
The only thing keeping this powder keg under even a semblance of control is the Academy of the Arts, a school famed for its scholars, libraries, and teaching of mages. None better are to be found, and all know that their plans are only advanced as the sufferance of the school masters will permit; then comes one warning, at the most… After that level of patience is exhausted the truly fortunate will suffer a swift death, others will wind up among the Masters various personal servants –...
Enough of the wit, you want more of my memoirs. Here goes The 12th grade had finally arrived. The big year. The make or break year. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama. This was my graduating year, so I had to make it a good one; but it was already a crazy busy one I had discovered within the first week. I was working at the Love Hut Lingerie Store Tuesday through Thursday nights and then working as coat check girl at the Zebra Club. Plus , to no one’s surprise I was...
I turned to Twitter to help find a hottie I could beat my meat to. I was hoping for some sexy amateur MILF. I’d been following an “Uber Driving Slut” lately. She looked a lot like Karen McGifford the woman we saw at Minerva’s market only younger. She would make it appear her tits fell out of her shirt to boost her tips or even suck cocks and fuck guys if she thought they were cute enough and then film it and put it on Twitter. Her husband knew all about it but he wasn’t submissive. He just...
Charity placed her hands behind her head, stood with her legs apart, tits out, shoulders back, and ass cheeks clenched tightly before addressing us. Dad switched off the TV completely and told us to put away our phones and hear her out. “Thank you all for letting me address you openly in this manner. I know the sight of me like this may still shock you. I also know that not all of you wanted to live like this, and I asked Master to allow me to address any concerns you may have. I would...
All for Charity (Parts 1 and 2) Charlie is volunteered to help with a charity fundraiser at a friend's salon. Old feelings come back and as does an old crush. Susie from "The Dress" series makes her return in this story. SLIGHTLY REVISED Chapter 1 I got home early on Friday, as I usually do. I have time to change from my work clothes into jeans and a denim Ralph Lauren shirt as I wait for her to arrive from work. I open a bottle of wine -- a Argentinian Cabernet, one of...
It's for Charity Mr. Edgar Murray, one of the heads of the well-respected Lionheart Charitable Foundation, walked through his modest office with a proud and confident stride. He sat down at his desk, interlacing his fingers together as his shrewd eyes fixed themselves on the two youths sitting before him. One was pale skinned, had red hair and green eyes and seemed to have a constant sneer on his freckled face. The other one had much darker skin, brown eyes, black hair and a tattoo of a hawk on...
Second, centered around two members of the Academy leadership – Chancellor Storm Dragon and Headmistress Charity; revenge has been sworn, with the murder of many school Masters and Journeymen, death and destruction of businesses who deal with either of these two, and much more are placed at their feet. For Charity, one who is constantly swept up into such chaotic messes, this is ‘business as...
All for Charity (Part 3) -- Charity Awakens Susie moves back home and Charlie prepares to volunteer Charlie The moment he finished, Charlie couldn't believe what he had done. Yes, he had another fight with Connie on the phone. Honestly, he thought, she says she wants to be with me and I want her, but she makes everything so hard. She is jealous of everything, domineering and never, ever thinks she's wrong. I'm on pins and needles with her all the time. Is this really where I...
The one exception to his rule has always been the academy. This great bastion of learning and knowledge, where the arts of magic are taught to students, scholars come to discover and hone skill for purposes best left to the imagination. Constant, unyielding, unbending, always there – a true solid foundation for the community; and yet even here the forces of change demand their tribute. A series of events have come about, one along with the other that is turning this stability upside down...
Center to the series is the young cat-girl Charity (patterned after the anime favorites such as Dragon Pink), who is both a magician (the practice is called the arcane Art, or THE Art) and a practiticoner of psionics - the magic of the mind. Please let me know how you think of it. Also, as a twist the lead virgin of the story is not the girl -- just a hint of what awaits. ********************************************* ********************************************* Among the roads...
All for Charity (Part 1) Charlie is volunteered to help with a charity fundraiser at a friend's salon. Old feelings come back and as does an old crush. Susie from "The Dress" series makes her return in this story. Chapter 1 I got home early on Friday, as I usually do. I have time to change from my work clothes into jeans and a denim Ralph Lauren shirt as I wait for her to arrive from work. I open a bottle of wine -- a Argentinian Cabernet, one of her favorites -- to let it...
Introduction: What would you do if someone could steal the very memories we hold and treasure as our own most precious of gems and jewelry, those memories that make us and then find them all gone. Having known something precious was there and now gone for good. What would you do. Have you ever looked into a mirrors depths and seen the wonders of the image reflected back? What about having a second and a third mirror close enough to where you can see reflections of the other mirrors in the...
Each experience we have on all three parts of the mind play togeater, forming new wonders and memories combining in infinite ways. This is what makes us "US' the one where I am myself. The lifetime of all we have done, seen, shared, loved and so forth. Yet what happens if those memories we cherish the most could be rewritten unwillingly by another? Or worse yet, taken away, plucked by one who walks the roads of the mind and steals at will? One who loves terror and all (yes a real...
All for Charity (Part 4) (Conclusion) Connie learns about Charlie as the charity event nears. Charlie finally sets his own destiny. The Mother's Day event at Rita's Salon was a little over two weeks away now. Charlie, after being inadvertently outed by his sister Tina, had agreed to volunteer at the event, giving manicures. He hadn't told his girlfriend Connie about the event yet; he hadn't even told her that he is skilled at painting nails. He didn't think that would go over...
Charity flipped on the windshield wipers and turned the heater up while she negotiated the Chicago traffic. It had been freezing all week, and the rain was coming down in sheets, looking more like a solid stream rather than individual drops. She’d worn her favorite skirt today, and the knit pullover sweater she had on clung to her body showing off her best assets. Her beige canvas raincoat was in the seat next to her umbrella; her purse tucked safely under it. The tall buildings of the city...
MasturbationIntroduction: The end of school has arrived Charity Jones here again. Weve finally come to the end of the high school road for my formerly younger self. Ill skip the witty banter and lets finish this. The final week of high school. Here it was. A bunch of exams and lots of study time. The school became a ghost town to the students that did show up to bury their heads in books. I even went to school to study just to avoid the pleasures of the flesh that might befall me at home in the trailer...
We’ve finally come to the end of the high school road for my formerly younger self. I’ll skip the witty banter and let’s finish this. The final week of high school. Here it was. A bunch of exams and lots of study time. The school became a ghost town to the students that did show up to bury their heads in books. I even went to school to study just to avoid the pleasures of the flesh that might befall me at home in the trailer park. And then those were over. Then it was Grad...
Introduction: Charity helps with a private fitting Welcome back readers of my filth. When this humble narrator last left you I had just been fired from the rock and roll lifestyle know as flipping burgers for fucking the donkey dicked half wit night manager. It was merely the second in a series of three jobs I would lose over the summer before I moved into the two that would end up defining the next several years of my life. But thats getting ahead of myself, you want to hear all about how my...
She looked vulnerable. A few smears of mud on her ankle and the battered suitcase made her look genuine, despite a hint of being jail bait on legs. I think I can trust myself to resist temptation and anyway I almost always pick up hitch-hikers. It’s a kind of payback. Years ago, when I was a student it was the only way I could get around. Peggy was at a college a hundred miles away, so on my budget, if I wanted to see her, I had to ride with my thumb.I learned some tricks, like I always...
SeductionThis is purely fantasy. My wife and I have several charities close to heart. When one of them advertised that they were holding a local auction of services we thought about what we could auction. Our skills were limited, especially when we saw people like carpenters, plumbers, gardeners and dog walkers offering their skills for half or full days. There wasn’t anything along these lines we could do. In the end I offered myself to do someone’s weekly shopping and my wife offered herself as a...
When this humble narrator last left you I had just been fired from the rock and roll lifestyle know as flipping burgers for fucking the donkey dicked half wit night manager. It was merely the second in a series of three jobs I would lose over the summer before I moved into the two that would end up defining the next several years of my life. 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 hint, it’s a...
Charity Jones here again returning to entertain you with more adventures of my misspent youth. My lat recounting detailed certain highpoints in my life as it transpired through the11th grade in my 16th year of life. I introduced you to the complete trinity of my closest friends, Faith and Hope. I also landed myself a highschool sweetheart by the name of Chet, who in turned out to be my personal cuckold. And of course the trials and tribulations of jut being a high school teen. The...
Despite my worst intentions, Faith and I could not come up with a plan for me to bed my Momma. We were inseperable the entire time, spending most of the days together and the nights as well when Momma was off at work. Our planning was obviously impeded by our constant consumption of marijuana as well. It was just a week later, three Saturdays from the first night where I had kindled my incestous lust for Momma , and Faith and I were entertaining ourselves. Our form of entertainment though was...
The charity event my wife runs started about two months ago. It’s not a normal charity event. My wife, Maggie, and her few friends; there’s about five of them that are real close, occasionally get together for a night out. One night, they all arrived back at our place and Maggie announced, out of the blue I may add, that one of them was going to have sex with me for charity. They had worked it all out; they all put around ten pounds into a pot and they would pull out some straws from a...
MatureIntroduction: Charity lands an easy gig After that rather heavy last recounting I bet everyone is the mood for something lighter. Good news! You got it. Charity Jones here. PTA mom by day, cockslut by night. Regaling you again with tales of my long journey from horny nympho teen to horny nympho cougar. When I last left you I had just finished learning painful lessons about myself and the journey with my cock-master George. I was gainfully employed as Assistant Manger at the Love Hut Lingerie...
All for Charitybyclinton09©[©2011 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18 WITH IDENTITIES DISGUISED; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE][Son is drafted by his mom to be an item to auction off for charity; he ends up having to service 3 incredibly hot MILF's—then one last one: his mom!] *Let me 'set the table for you'. You won't understand what's going on until you understand the players. If you've seen 'Desperate Housewives' or 'Real Housewives of xxxxx County', then you're up to speed and can...
I guess this story all started a little more than a year ago. My husband bought an old car that he had found for sale on the internet. I thought he was pretty silly, spending that much money for a car that was almost forty years old and in such horrible shape. It was a 1969 Dodge Superbee. We drove out with a friend to look at it, and when I saw it I thought he had lost his mind for sure. It was in pieces. The guy that owned it had started to restore it, but apparently hadn’t gotten very...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Introduction: Welcome to the Burger Baron! In the last memoirs of moi, Charity Jones, the search for the dreaded summer job had reached its first hurdle, I am a sex magnet. To be fair, if I hadnt insisted on sucking off Mr Smith then I wouldnt have been drawn into the insane sex triangle that was his marriage to Mrs Smith. A simple babysitting job turned into a torrid series of threesomes , with me being the meat in their crazy sandwich. It was two weeks and three torrid threeways later that...
I hate going to charity balls. You have to get dressed in a monkey suit, they’re always so crowded and boisterous that even if you don’t have claustrophobia you feel icky, you have to listen to boring speeches, the band is often either too loud or bad, and the drinks are way overpriced. I have no problem sending money to worthy causes I just don’t like the events that they think they have to sponsor to get donations. My wife, on the other hand, loves to get dressed up, chat with dozens of...
I hate going to charity balls. You have to get dressed in a monkey suit, they’re always so crowded and boisterous that even if you don’t have claustrophobia you feel icky, you have to listen to boring speeches, the band is often either too loud or bad, and the drinks are way overpriced. I have no problem sending money to worthy causes I just don’t like the events that they think they have to sponsor to get donations. My wife, on the other hand, loves to get dressed up, chat with dozens of...
MatureGood news! You got it. Charity Jones here. PTA mom by day, cockslut by night. Regaling you again with tales of my long journey from horny nympho teen to horny nympho cougar. When I last left you I had just finished learning painful lessons about myself and the journey with my cock-master George. I was gainfully employed as Assistant Manger at the Love Hut Lingerie Store, dating a wonderful guy, surrounded my great friends and family and putting out for any monster cock that came...
FAITH AND THE THAI EPISODEorFaith’s Sexual awakeninga novel byNicoletta Sanchez Duran Faith and the Thai episode – Part 1 This is the story of Faith Griffith, 30 year old Manhattan school teacher whose husband Greg Pope had died whilst on honeymoon in Thailand. What Faith had never told anyone was that Greg had been found in an abandoned shack dead from a heart attack attributed to a combination of Viagra, crack and cocaine. Two days after their honeymoon started in Bangkok he had disappeared...
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 marriage to Mrs Smith. A simple babysitting job turned into a torrid series of threesomes ; with me being the meat in their crazy sandwich. It was two weeks and three torrid threeways later that I quit my burgeoning career in babysitting. It was still early July, so I still had plenty of summer left ahead of me. I had come out of the babysitting gig with a...
Charity begins at home (Part 1)I had lost count how many times I nearly tripped up as I raced back home, but when I reached the gate and swung it open, I paused and began to reflect on the events of the last 24hrs and what Auntie had done to me.Suddenly fear gripped me as I thought what if Mother discovers our secret because I blurt something out or she accidentally see’s my shaved tuft of pubic hair.Oh what a mess, and I started to panic, sweating and shivering, not just from running home.I...