My Wife's Charity Striptease - Part 3 free porn video

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Those of you have been following this story will know that my wife, Sue, works for a charity and had agreed, much to my amazement, to perform a striptease for a group of our (male) friends. This was in return for very generous donations to Sue’s charity and in guarantee of anonymity and that everyone kept it secret, e.g. from their wives who are also our friends! Sue had subsequently agreed to a further session where the guys took nude photos of her wearing a mask. This too brought in lots of money and the effect of both events had helped Sue rise within her charity hierarchy. It also did wonders for our sex-life. The second session had got a little out of hand, with Sue being persuaded to allow one of my friends, Andy, to insert his dick into her for a series of stills shots. However, it had proved to be a turn-on for both of us, although Sue said that any further hardcore sessions would have to be just myself and her taking part.

Now, six months later, I was getting pressure for a further evening’s “entertainment” from my friends, who had saved up enough money to donate to Sue’s charity. They had done a good job of keeping the events quiet from their wives and had managed potentially difficult social situations when Sue was present, very well, just the occasional nudge or wink.

Sue had confided in me how much she had begun to enjoy showing her body, and her most private and intimate of places, to the group. She always made sure that she was masked so that, in case any photos leaked out, she would not be identified, and she said that this just heightened the eroticism for her. In fact I was also getting pressure from Sue to arrange another session!

So, a night had been organised and we were due to return to the same out-of-town hotel we had used before. We had the usual guarantees from the lads about secrecy and had spent quite some time planning what Sue would wear and what she would do this time. We would have to offer a little something extra; something the guys would not expect. We agreed that we had to make sure the men were satisfied, so it couldn’t be just straightforward stripping any more; they had to be prepared to stump up serious cash and hopefully keep doing so in the future. In the last few weeks we had bought items for Sue’s wardrobe, and some “accessories,” of which more later, and planned a nice erotic evening that we knew would go down well. We had thought through a few scenarios and felt we were pretty well prepared for our third event. I knew the lads were gasping for a sight of Sue naked again. This was going to be fun!

We turned up at the hotel and the guys were all there waiting. There was the usual air of anticipation. Bill, as usual, was taking charge, and the room was set up as before with the bed at one end and a low table next to it. Again Andy had set up lights so that no-one would have to use flash on their cameras.

With my help and advice, and mindful of what we expected to take place, Sue had changed before we set out – she was wearing two distinct layers of underwear; on top a pair of shiny, flesh-coloured tights were held up by a heavy, thick, white nylon panty-girdle, which emphasised her curves and accentuated her bottom, while cinching in nicely at the waist. This was teamed with a white-cotton, antique, long-line bra that further held her waist in and lifted her breasts wonderfully to give a very impressive cleavage. Now, for the lower layer - under the tights she was wearing black stockings, a black suspender belt and a little black pair of nylon knickers! Under her long-line bra she wore a small black quarter-cup one that didn’t cover her nipples but lifted her breasts upwards and forwards. Not that the guys would know that…yet!

My wife had many layers on tonight - her crotch had three layers of nylon covering it! Over it all she wore a forties-style flowered dress that emphasised her hour-glass figure, teamed with black high-heeled court shoes. Her hair was rolled up in a bun on the top of her head. She looked mouth-wateringly fantastic!

As she entered the hotel room all eyes were on her. At this stage no-one knew what Sue had on underneath, but the expressions on the guys faces were priceless.

“Sue has got a show prepared for you all tonight” I began, “and I’ll be videoing most of it, when I’m not…er, “assisting” Sue in her show! You are all welcome to take photos, as last time, subject to the rules. You’ll notice that Sue is wearing a different mask tonight, one that doesn’t cover her mouth – you’ll see why later…” There were a number of grins at this; I think my mates were ahead of me.

We got started pretty quickly – everyone there was clearly excited about what lay ahead. Sue reached into our accessories bag and produced a CD-rom of tunes that we had put together for the evening, mainly slow and sensuous jazz and blues numbers, just right for sleaze… One of the lads took it from her and put it into the player that was waiting in the corner. Andy switched on the lights; Sue and the “show” end of the room were set into sharp focus.

All the men sat down in a semi-circle around the “stage” area that had been formed by the bed and the table, and Sue began to move around suggestively, running her hands over her dress, behind her neck, bending forwards and rubbing her legs and teasingly raising her skirt hem, all in time to the music. Guys began to cross their legs to accommodate their growing erections. Then Sue went over to one of the guys and sat on his knee, moving her bottom gently along his leg and putting an arm around his neck. He hadn’t expected that, and looked across at me as if seeking reassurance that this was OK. I was happy if Sue was happy and just smiled back at him. At that point Sue got hold of one of his hands and placed it on her knee, and looked him in the face directly, through her mask of course. Seconds passed, then, emboldened, he moved his hand along Sue’s leg, slowly up her thigh. His hand was moving her dress upwards and we could all see that she was wearing tights, but also the stocking tops began to show through underneath.

His hand went further up her leg, and he put his other arm around Sue’s waist, beginning to move it downwards over her belly. At this point Sue seemed to think that little scene had gone far enough and sprang free from him and stood up, wagging a friendly finger at him. Then she went to our accessories bag and took out a handful of masks like the one she wore and offered them around the guys. The message was clear; the guys photos will get taken tonight – best to get anonymous! Everyone took one and got masked up.

Sue then went to stand in front of Andy, who you will remember from the last encounter. She stood upright with her arms behind her back and thrusting her tits and belly forward, her weight on her toes. Then she nodded down at her dress buttons and mouthed “open up” to him. He didn’t need telling twice – he reached forward to the hem of her dress and put his hand on the bottom of her dress to hold it still as he proceeded to undo the buttons that held it together up the front. He took his time as the cameras clicked, slowly opening her dress and exposing more and more underwear until he got to her waist and we could see the panty-girdle tightly holding her in. Then he continued upwards, spending a lot of time opening the last few buttons covering her white bra, and getting as many surreptitious feels in as he could. Sue coquettishly shimmied her tits as he did so.

Then, when her dress was completely open, she turned around and stooped a little while Andy lifted the dress off her shoulders. Sue’s curvy body, encased in white underwear, was now on show! Much intake of breath…

Less encumbered now, Sue slid across to, I think, Bill. My memory is hazy after this point. Bill was sitting there looking very pleased. Facing him, she put a hand on each of his shoulders and bent forward, giving him an intensely personal view down the front of her bra. Bill put his hands forward and held Sue’s waist, and the two of them moved in time with the music for a few seconds, before Bill got adventurous and started to move his hands upwards. Sue didn’t stop him. Bill continued. One moment he had his hands alongside her bra, his palms pressing the cups from the side, the next he had slipped them round so that he was cupping them both from the front. Bill’s grin reached right across his face as he fondled my wife’s chest, then Sue moved out of his reach, turned round and sat down on his lap, facing outwards, and looked at Bill over her shoulder, at the same time putting her arms up behind her head. Bill immediately put his arms around her and cupped her bra from behind. Most of the guys were on their feet snapping away and giving Bill directions. At one point he attempted to put his hand into Sue’s bra, but she wasn’t ready for that yet; moving his hand away, she rose from his lap to a general round of applause.

There were a number of positive comments from the lads along the lines of “we hadn’t expected this!” and “cor!”

Sue’s strip continued for some time now. The routine was to pick a new guy each time, let him have a nice feel of her tits, bum, waist etc. through her underwear, stopping as soon as anyone went a little too far, i.e. trying to get under the undies! Actually at this stage the strip didn’t include much stripping, but everyone seemed happy – there was plenty of time.

Sue moved things on when she sat on, I think, Mike’s knee. He got the usual opportunity to massage my wife’s breasts and run a hand up her leg, but this time, as he did so, she allowed her legs to part. Everyone noticed this as soon as she did it, not least Mike, who took advantage by sliding his hand down over her crotch. He met no resistance whatsoever, and began a slow rubbing of Sue’s pudenda. She didn’t just stay passive while he ran the palm of his hand between her legs, but began to respond by moving in time to him, opening and closing her legs and breathing heavily as if on the point of orgasm. Mike had one arm across her chest, fondling her bra, while the other worked away on Sue’s gusset; he was trying to move his groin too, but had no room to move. Obviously very excited! His time was up – Sue rose from his lap and went over to someone else.

This time, everyone was obviously even more highly charged. Sue’s next “victim” was offered Sue’s bottom in his face as she turned her back to him, bent down and touched her toes! Knowing what was now allowed, she was comprehensively felt up between her legs, over her bum cheeks and up her tummy from a hand between her open thighs. Then, to my astonishment, he (I think it was Joe) stood up behind her and thrust his crotch against her proffered bum and made thrusting moves of his erect dick, inside his pants, against her rounded posterior! It was as if he was having her standing up, from behind! Sue thrust backwards to meet his every move. It was disgusting… And fantastic! Sue was flying… she hadn’t told me she planned all this, though I did have some suspicions - she has become so sexually adventurous since the earlier sessions, wanting to try all sorts of positions in bed: anal, oral, lots of fingers inserted, toys and plugs – wow, my life had changed recently! And it looked like that was going to continue…

I suspect Joe was now close to cumming and Sue broke it off and moved on. I’m fairly certain she was with Terry by now, but as she passed me by she whispered “enjoying it, Alan?” to me and I nodded back.

Terry got a little treat; not only was he allowed a fondle and a feel between Sue’s legs, but he got to open her bra from behind. He then sneakily put his hands under it to push it off, discovering at the same time that she had another bra on underneath, and that it didn’t cover her breasts very much. “Oh wow!” he exclaimed as his hands found Sue’s bare nipples and fondled her D-cups greedily.

I began to consider how the evening was going. At the last event the guys had seen all that Sue has: her arse and pussy fully open and dripping. She had had a butt-plug up her arse and had a vibrator and Andy’s dick inside her pussy, while I had fingered her bum-hole and everyone had spunked off over her naked body. But, apart from Andy, and that had been a bit of an accident (you could say…), no-one had had a feel of her, either through her clothes (they all had now!) or on her skin. Sue had told me that she was going to offer some feeling-up, but this was shaping up to be rather more than I had expected, and Terry was getting a really good examination of Sue’s breasts, while the cameras went mad.

Things began to get slightly out of hand in the next few minutes as other guys reached in to touch Sue’s glorious globes. They really are very firm in their own right, but with the quarter-cup bra lifting them even more, they really were magnificent and highly enticing. There was a bit of jostling for position until Sue said firmly “OK guys, calm down a bit, you’ll all get a chance – now, Bill, how about pulling down my nice big white tight panties for me?”

The others sat down and watched as Bill walked up to Sue and held the waist of her panty-girdle on each side of her body. “They’re very tight, Bill” she said, “you’ll have to work them down slowly; don’t ladder my tights will you?”

“I’ll do my best,” gulped Bill and he began to pull the waist-band down over Sue’s hips, exposing the top of her tights as they inched down. He stood behind her and eased them further from there, gradually unrolling them over her bum, then moving his arms round to the front and pulling them further. Sue wriggled slowly as the panty-girdle came down, showing the complete reinforced panty section of her tights, and the darker outline of the suspender belt and little black panties she wore beneath.

“Interesting” said Bill as the panties fell away and onto the floor, leaving Sue standing there with her exposed, supported tits erect and her long legs encased in shiny nylon; she placed one leg slightly in front of the other and, with her high heels, this emphasised her shapely figure. Bill stood back to admire the view and to join the others taking pictures. I was capturing it all on video.

“Andy – tights off now I think,” commanded Sue and she sat down on the low table and lay back, knees bent slightly upwards. Andy came forward and ran his hands over Sue’s legs and crotch, so much more accessible now that the panty-girdle had gone, his finger met less resistance now as he stroked between her legs, the line of her outer vaginal lips becoming clear as he applied pressure. Sue let her legs splay open at the knees, though her feet were together, as Andy kept a frigging motion going on her crotch. “Tights off Andy, please” she said hoarsely. Andy got the message and stopped wanking her, got hold of the top of her tights and began to remove them. Sue raised her bum off the table while he slipped the tights down and unrolled them down her legs, exposing her suspenders, little black knickers and her black stockings. When he reached her feet he removed her shoes and flung the tights onto the floor, then replaced her high heels. Sue lay flat on her back, breasts pointing ceiling-wards, her knees now flat and her legs tightly together, while Andy and a couple of others approached her and began feeling her legs, stomach and tits.

Sue now had very little covering her business parts, just the little black nylon panties. The level of excitement and anticipation rose dramatically as most of the guys were feeling her up. Sue had a hand on the front of her knickers so that no-one could get their fingers inside, but she was under attack all right. “Enough for now, guys” she said, “get some pictures before we do anything more interesting! Want some nice gusset shots?”

Oh yes they did. Everyone stood back a little, grabbing cameras as Sue writhed about on the table top, posing lasciviously for each in turn. Up went her legs, then she splayed them wide so that her panty gusset was nicely visible. She teased a finger down her crotch pushing panty nylon into her vaginal lips, then she put a hand inside her panties and slowly frigged herself. At one point she raised her legs back against her chest and traced the line of her pussy over her panties, then, finding her arse-hole, she pushed a finger onto it, slightly pushing the panties a little inside.

“You liked the insert shots with Andy last time didn’t you?” she asked. “Well now my husband will do the honours – but with a difference… Get focusing. Ready, Alan?” she nodded at me. I handed the video camera to Andy and told him to make sure he got this on film, since we’d all got shots of him entering my wife’s vagina last time. He smiled back.

I undid my jeans and took them off. I stood there in my boxers; my erection, rock-hard now, and having pushed its way through the fly opening, was on view to all. Sue reached under herself and pulled off her little knickers, opening up fully so we could all admire her glistening arsehole and her sopping wet pussy again – it had been months since the lads had seen this and they were well fired up now. I reached into our little bag and brought out a large black dildo and a tube of KY jelly. As my friends watched closely, I squeezed some of the jelly onto the dildo and introduced the knobbed end of it just into the entrance of Sue’s twat which I held open with my other hand. I held it there for a few moments so that everyone could get shots of the scene. Then I pushed it inside her bit by bit, stopping every couple of inches for more pictures. Eventually it could go no further and I began to slowly move it in and out of Sue, rotating it a little as I did so. Pussy juice poured out of her and dribbled onto her perineum. As I frigged her with the dildo I then began to stroke her clitoris with the index finger of my other hand, and to put my middle finger, below the dildo, just into her bum-hole. The guys jostled against me, wanting to see as much as possible, and also putting their hands on Sue’s tits and stomach. I got two of the lads to hold Sue’s legs up and apart, while I put a little KY on my dick. Removing the dildo I placed my cock at the entrance to her arse-hole and held position for pictures. Then I pushed against Sue’s sphincter and went up. Sue gasped. I was having anal sex with my wife in front of half a dozen guys. How had we got here?!

I kept up a steady rhythm in and out of her arse, almost withdrawing each time, then going in up to the hilt for maximum photo impact. The guys holding Sue’s legs began to take further liberties and I could feel their hands coming up her thighs, fingers approaching her vaginal lips and, let’s face it, her arse-hole, and my dick entering it!

I was in heaven though. Sue seemed to be too. Certainly she did nothing to resist the prying digits. I was aware of someone digging into our bag and saying “Ah condoms – looks like we’re encouraged to use these!” before pulling his prick out of his flies, rolling a durex over it and advancing on Sue’s face. He waved his erection in front of her and Sue, to my shock, turned her face towards it and took the end of his knob into her mouth! Fuck! What the hell had got into her – apart from my cock up her arse and his in her mouth that is!

The scene was amazing. I was pumping into my wife’s arse like there was no tomorrow, two blokes were fingering her pussy and trying to get a finger alongside my cock up her bum-hole, while another guy was in her mouth fucking away at her throat, while she gobbled greedily. This was a gangbang, and my wife was the grateful recipient. I could not believe it. Those with free hands were taking photos or videoing.

I came out of Sue’s arse at that point; I didn’t want to cum yet and I was very keen on watching the action. Sue pulled her face away from the guy she was fellating and said “OK lads, you can finger me if you want – not too many at a time though”. Blokes advanced on her and she went back to sucking the dick.

Joe was the first to really go for it, he had got the tube of KY jelly out of our bag and squeezed some on Sue’s vaginal lips, then worked it around with his fingers and slipped three or four of them up her. He began frigging her smoothly, her pussy making fantastic squelching and sucking sounds. One of the other guys put his hand underneath Joe’s and, using lubrication that was pouring out of her, slipped a finger into Sue’s arse, nicely open after I’d fucked her there. Other guys were massaging her tits and her inner thighs. “Let’s have a go at that, Joe” said one of them and there was a changing of position. Everyone wanted to get as many fingers in my wife’s pussy as they could it seemed. I had to get in on the act, just not observe and video, and I managed to almost get my whole fist up her she was so dilated. She rocked with orgasm as I put a finger in her bum at the same time I had three fingers in her pussy.

Then my wife made an announcement I’ll never forget. “Let’s move around” she called, getting her mouth off someone’s dick, “I want a DP!”

Fuck me! Sue didn’t even know what double penetration was a few weeks ago, but had watched a few porn films with me since she’d started this stripping for charity business. Now she seemed to want to be a porn star herself. I was too dazed and sexed-up to care.

“Bill, you can do me up the pussy. Only Alan is allowed up my arse. Let’s get to it boys!” she screamed, getting off the table. “On your back on the floor, Bill” she commanded and Bill lay down, his dick poking through his flies. Sue got a condom from our bag and unfurled it over Bill’s cock, then she straddled him and lowered herself onto it, first off making sure the head was just inside her pussy hole, then suddenly impaling herself on it with a gasp. Bill just went “phew” as his shaft sank into my wife to its full extent.

Bill looked at me, or at least his mask did: “Bloody Hell, Alan, I have to say this – I’m right up your wife’s pussy, you’re watching me fuck her and it’s just glorious! This is SO good. She is wonderfully tight and wet, a real dream; I can’t really believe this is happening to me. Oh God! Wonderful! You are a lucky man Alan, this pussy is so lovely and tight and warm, just like Andy said, it’s really gripping all my shaft. Oh fucking hell this is good!”

At that point Sue leaned forward, splaying her legs wider and raising her bumhole towards me as her tits fell against Bill’s chest. I placed my legs either side of Bill’s and moved forwards to bring my cock up to the entrance to her arse, which was glistening wet with the remains of the KY jelly and my pre-cum. I looked down at Bill’s cock pumping in and out of my wife and pushed my prick against her arse. I could feel the movement from Bill’s cock making Sue’s anal ring open and close slightly. She was still well-lubricated down there and I pushed forward in time with Bill’s next thrust. Immediately the head of my cock went into Sue’s bum again. As I slipped up her I could feel Bill through the membrane between Sue’s openings. I began to pump in unison with Bill. Sue was pushed back and forth in time with our movements.

“Oh shit this is good,” she panted “I can feel you both hard up inside me – fucking wonderful! Oh it’s unbelievable – two cocks inside me, all nice and tight and smooth. I feel so fucking dirty. I never dreamed it could be like this. Oh fucking wonderful!”

“Let’s make it three” said Mike, who had slipped on a condom and knelt at Sue’s head. “I think they call it ‘airtight’” he said, and with that he pushed his dick into Sue’s readily opened mouth. She took him in fully. The others snapped away catching this debauchery for posterity.

After a couple of minutes of this, Sue signalled that she wanted a change. The three of us got out of her holes and the three others were edging closer for their turn. Sue went to our bag and got the butt-plug out. Without further ado she opened up widely and pushed it up her arse: “that stays in there now” she said to everyone, “only my husband and that plastic go up my arse! Now, who wants to do me next?”

Over the next thirty minutes she took everyone up her pussy at least once more. Most of the condoms that we had brought with us (anticipating some possible oral opportunities if Sue was in the right mood – ha!) had been used fucking her. They had her every way we could think of, and we caught it all on camera. In addition to fucking her standing up, bending forward, being held aloft by two blokes while a third entered her, doing a hand-stand etc, the guys made sure they had plenty of shots of her in the most suggestive and explicit poses they could imagine, with fingers and hands inside her, cocks in her face, or wanking on her breasts, two or three dicks in her mouth at the same time, you name it, they tried it. A personal favourite for me was seeing her held by two guys with her legs up and bent, so that her pussy and arse (with butt-plug in place) were down-most, as they lowered her onto a third guys face so he could lick her from below as they held her just on his tongue. Fucking ace!

One nice element that really turned me on was when a guy fucking her described to us how it felt for him to be up her. I got immensely turned on by their descriptions of how my wife’s pussy held them in, sucked them up her, grasped them and so on; how lovely and tight it is, how wet and dripping, how they love reaming her out and impaling her. The dirtier their descriptions the more I liked it – Sue told me later that she felt exactly the same; it heightened the sense of dirtiness for her. Wow!

As last time we finished with a nice bukkake session and everyone came off on her face or tits. There was a general agreement that Sue now needed to be “cleaned up” so we all trooped off into the en-suite bathroom and Sue crouched in the bath as we all peed over her, washing the cum away. Sue was happy for the guys to piss on her face and she held her hands open to catch the golden liquid and splash it over her tits. As a finale she stood up in the bath, bent forward asked me to hold her bum cheeks apart for her. The guys clustered around as she let out a good strong flow of her own steaming pee which splashed noisily against the bath tiles. At last it was all over.

There were no complaints. Sue was glowing with pleasure and satisfaction. She told me later that she had cum about four times during the evening and didn’t know what was coming over her (!) but that she got as horny as hell just thinking about what happened. I think my wife is becoming a nymphomaniac!

She admitted to me that she would want to do it with or without the charitable donations; they were now just a bonus. She likes the relatively safe environment and the fact that we keep it secret amongst ourselves. She did say that she had some reservations about how I feel about it; she can’t understand how I can enjoy seeing her defiled by all these guys. I said I had no worries as long as it was all done so I can see it – nothing is done behind my back. She’s fine with that and so am I. But there is further excitement ahead for us – as we were tidying up the hotel room before we all departed, Sue made a little announcement to the room:

“Well I’m up for it again if you lot are - usual terms and donations,” this was met by lots of nodding, “but I worry for Alan, so I think we need to organise it so another woman can join us next time and share the honours with me – over to you guys…”

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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...

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Homeowners Association A Big Deal at Sunny Manor BDSMCharity Speaks to the Family

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...

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The Charity Auction ndash A route into Cuckolding Part

This 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...

1 year ago
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Striptease and more from Avril

I’d had my eye on the new temp, Avril, the moment she stepped into our office. Her CV from the agency said she was 24, she wore glasses that made her look very professional and innocent. Her blouses and skirts were just tight enough to hint at a good figure, and her skirts were short enough to show she had a very decent pair of legs. She was good at her job, but more than that there was something about the look in her eyes and the way she swung her thighs and her backside and set her big...

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Its For Charity

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...

2 years ago
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Cat girl Charity Transitions part 2

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...

2 years ago
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All for Charity Parts 1 and 2 of 4

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...

3 years ago
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All for Charity Part 3 of 4

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...

4 years ago
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Cat girl Charity Transitions part 1

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...

2 years ago
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Cat girl Charity the beginning

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...

3 years ago
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All for Charity Part 1

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...

3 years ago
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All for Charity Part 4 of 4

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...

3 years ago
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Faith Hope and Charity 3 Charity Breaks Down

Introduction: Charity dates her dream beau which is killing her Hello again faithful readers. When I last left you in my memoirs, I had just started dating my new boyfriend Chet. I was on the cheerleading team and having a great start to my school year. My best friends Faith OReilly and Hope Jenkins and I shared the same ridiculous sex drive, and my Momma Dee was a wonderful enabler of any of our perverted adventures. We were sucking and fucking our way through teen life, there was the donkey...

1 year ago
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Cat girl Charity The fox and lion

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...

4 years ago
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Cat girl Charity The fox and lion

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...

2 years ago
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Faith Hope and Charity 3 Charity Breaks Down

When I last left you in my memoirs, I had just started dating my new boyfriend Chet. I was on the cheerleading team and having a great start to my school year. My best friends Faith O’Reilly and Hope Jenkins and I shared the same ridiculous sex drive, and my Momma Dee was a wonderful enabler of any of our perverted adventures. We were sucking and fucking our way through teen life; there was the donkey dick nerd Beeder, there was Momma’s boss Marcus and his two assistants Denny and Bill...

3 years ago
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Charity Graduates 3 Hope and Change

Without further ado, more dirty writing. Okay not entirely dirty writing, it’s a story about a journey. My journey for the most part, but not just mine. It’s been a long hard road from where I was when I first got off the bus in a strange town to where I am now; fulfilled wife and mother. I didn’t do it alone, and it wasn’t always roses. Sometimes it was bad, sometimes it was good and sometimes it was both. This is one of those stories, actually it’s two of those stories. I promised...

3 years ago
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Charity Graduates 3 Hope and Change

Introduction: Elections and Loss for the trio Welcome back faithful readers Without further ado, more dirty writing. Okay not entirely dirty writing, its a story about a journey. My journey for the most part, but not just mine. Its been a long hard road from where I was when I first got off the bus in a strange town to where I am now, fulfilled wife and mother. I didnt do it alone, and it wasnt always roses. Sometimes it was bad, sometimes it was good and sometimes it was both. This is one...

3 years ago
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Faith Hope and Charity 1 Beeder

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...

3 years ago
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Giving To Charity

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...

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Faith Hope and Charity 1 Beeder

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 wasn’t 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...

2 years ago
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Charity Graduates 5 The Prom

Introduction: 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...

4 years ago
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Charity Graduates 5 The Prom

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...

3 years ago
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Faith Hope and Charity

The Virtue sisters were the antithesis of what their father had hoped them to be. He had structured their upbringing around the names that he and his wife had given them. Faith, Hope and Charity Virtue, as young girls, were everything that a deeply religious father could ask for, moulded in the Reverend Matthew Virtue’s vision of perfection. They each began Sunday School before they were old enough for proper school, and their religious education didn’t stop there, they were encouraged to...

1 year ago
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Charity At Work 3 Retail Therapy

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...

1 year ago
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Charity

 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...

Seduction
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William and the Artistic Striptease

William was sulking. The problem was that his mum wouldn’t perform Artistic Striptease in school assembly and he was being teased by his friends. “Your mum’s a coward,” they cried, repeating the words over and over until their chorus resembled a monastic chant. “She’s a coward ... Hey! William! Your mum’s a coward...” Each of them took a pristine envelope containing a white feather and in a ceremony that resembled a monastic ritual they presented their feathers to William demanding that he...

3 years ago
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Charity At Work 3 Retail Therapy

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...

1 year ago
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Charity At Work 1 Adventures in Babysitting

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...

2 years ago
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Charity Starts At Home Chapter 4 Learning the Basics

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...

4 years ago
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All For Charity

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...

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1 year ago
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ALL FOR CHARITY

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...

1 year ago
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Charity At Work 2 Do Fries Come With That

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...

3 years ago
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Charity at Work 5 May I take Your Coat and Cock

Introduction: 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...

2 years ago
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The Charity Ball

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...

2 years ago
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The Charity Ball

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...

Mature
2 years ago
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Charity at Work 5 May I take Your Coat and Cock

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 Store, dating a wonderful guy, surrounded my great friends and family and putting out for any monster cock that came...

2 years ago
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Charity At Work 2 Do Fries Come With That

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...

2 years ago
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Charity begins at home Part 1

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...

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CHARITY BEGINS AT HOME

Saturday morning, and Jenny had woken up feeling very horny. Although this was nothing new in her world! She lay in bed enjoying the feel of the cool crisp sheets gently rubbing against her naked body, especially her sensitive nipples.She looked wistfully at the empty space beside her. Steve, her partner, had had to pop in to work early to sort out some problem, but with the promise to be back as soon as he could. "Typical Steve," she muttered to herself. "Just when you need his big cock, he's...

2 years ago
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Charity Has its Rewards

This story appears exclusively on This story is written for the lovely ladies from the Philippines who up until now have been neglected in my coverage of Asian leading ladies. Let us go then you and I as the Philippine sunset is plastered blood red against the sky. Do not remind me how my hair is growing thin; the waves splash cold against my skin. John’s Banka boat cuts through the foam-crested blue-green waves of the south Asian Sulu Sea. John is troubled by the eternal question: “Do I dare...

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Black Charity

Black Charity Part OneThe Connecting DoorThe shop was just like any other charity shop, rows of second hand clothes on moveable racks, old books, toys, nick nacks, paintings, photographs, books, CDs, tools, cutlery, plates, musical instruments some vinyl records and cassette tapes although we no longer accepted them. No electrical goods either, but furniture, sporting goods, basically all unwanted junk and all donated to charity.The window frames were sky blue once but the paint was flaking...

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The maids striptease and pee show

The maid gets a surprise I am alone in the house. It is time to pee. I go to the toilet and open the door. I leave the light off and the door open because enough light seeps in from the windows in the living room. I turn around at the toilet bowl, stick my hands up under the long house dress I am wearing, grab my knickers, pull them down to my knees and let them hang there. Then I lift my skirt, stick it under the elastic band at the waist-level of my dress and sit down on the toilet bowl. I...

Fetish
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Striptease

Striptease By Donna Dee Martina effortlessly steered the powder blue Bentley convertible into the car park of the Travel lodge motel and stopped outside the chalet she knew would be hers for the night. The car with it's personalised number plate, M4RTI was her pride and joy, and not so much as a speck of dirt sullied the gleaming paintwork. The top was down, it was a beautiful day, the hot sun shone brightly and she considered it was wonderful to be so rich that even her...

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Parts House Striptease

Zack had finished counting down the first register of the night. He just had to wait on time now. The parts store he worked at closed at 9, and they rarely had business after 8. Why they even stayed open was anybody’s guess. He and his closer for the night, Chastity, usually started their duties around 8:30, so they could leave almost as soon as they closed. Right now he was watching the front as she swept the store. Chastity was not herself today, and was a lot less talkative than usual. They...

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Striptease

It was a Sunday and all our family members were relaxed. Me and Urvashi were watching TV, mom was engaged in kitchen and dad was reading newspaper, sitting in balcony. Like this our morning came to afternoon. We had lunch and then mom and dad got ready as they have to go in some of their friend’s function. Me and urvi left alone in the home and were getting bored. So thought to call up some of our friends and have some fun like playing games, singing songs and lots of eating and drinking. It...

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Second Time Through Book IIChapter 12 Candys Striptease

Saturday, June 5, 1971 When I opened my eyes, there was a faint light peeking around the heavy drapes of the windows in my room. This had been my first night in the previous Michael's bed. It had been a good night. I scanned the still sleeping girl beside me. Candy was dreaming. Her emotions running freely, unencumbered by her worries or fears. There was a purity to them; young and unmarked by the ravages of time, or life's tumults. Last night, I had carried her up the stairs and down...

2 years ago
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Charity

Charity. I am married 5 yrs. to my wife who is a fitness fanatic and goes to gym 3 times a week. She has a very nice figure and I am just a tad taller than her. I when she wears high heels we are the same height. I work in admin and can work from home a lot. She came home the other day very excited about a charity event her woman's group was going to hold and that the husbands would be the waitresses and kooks. It was going to be an evening event with a small dance area and guests...

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