Charity begins at home Part 1
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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...
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...
Charity begins at home (Part 2)I composed myself and started to pace around the bedroom, the butt plug seemed to be drawn into my bottom as I walked, my “Dolly” was fully erect and with every stride it felt like an electric pulse went through it, the pleasure was intense.“Now ‘Sally’ I want you to sit, in front of the mirror of the dressing table, whilst I apply your make up and wig”, Auntie said.As I sat and marvelled at the transformation I couldn’t help thinking about what lay...
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...
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 Events Chapter 1: Sugarplums Charity wiped her brow and then closed her word processing program. She alwaysseemed to get steamed up when she wrote her erotica. Before turning off thecomputer, she checked her email again to see if any readers had responded.Her inbox was empty and she sighed with disappointment. She had posted a newstory last week and had gotten feedback from only five people, despite allof the vast thousands of people who had visited, and presumably read, her story....
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
SeductionDespite 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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
Straight SexCharity. 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...
Introduction: Charity meets a new friend We sat in church listening to a sermon on the bonds of family, both Momma and I wearing sunglasses and feeling rather ragged. We were both suffering hangovers, but the nature of our hangovers were very much different. Whilst Mommas head was pounding after along hard night of drinking, my body was aching from a long hard night of being pounded. Sitting in the pew I couldnt believe I was no longer a virgin! The last 24 hours had been very intense and I...
Introduction: the difference between a slut and a whore What time is it? Its Charity time! As you know I had finally found a fulfilling summertime job which would end up being a part-time job through my last year of school. I was the Assistant Manger at the Love Hut Lingerie Store with my ¾, lesbian new friend Patti. But mostly important, thats where I met George. Ah George. The first white guy I had ever met that could satisfy all my needs. He was tall, muscular, athletic, handsome,...
It’s Charity time! As you know I had finally found a fulfilling summertime job which would end up being a part-time job through my last year of school. I was the Assistant Manger at the Love Hut Lingerie Store with my ¾ lesbian new friend Patti. But mostly important, that’s where I met George. Ah George. The first white guy I had ever met that could satisfy all my needs. He was tall, muscular, athletic, handsome, rich and hung like a fucking horse. Dominant, masterful, able to melt...
Sitting in the pew I couldn’t believe I was no longer a virgin! The last 24 hours had been very intense and I felt as if they were happening to someone else. I had always planned on saving myself for marriage, but I admitted to myself I loved what had happened and I wanted more and more sex. It was hardly this secret ritual between married couples that the church had taught me.. It was hot , raw sex, oure fucking and I wanted to do it again. But not today, I was way too sore from last...
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...
Charity Ball By Sissy Lizzy I'd decided to take one or two years off between high school and college, so that I could learn more about the real world, and was talking to my mom, when Karen, my long time friend stopped by with some big news. "Kelly," she cried out, "You won't believe this. I've just won two tickets to the Landsown Charity custom ball on the radio." "My God, Karen," mom almost shrieked, "Those tickets are worth $500 each." "That's fantastic," I joined in....
Introduction: Momma passes out and Charity takes care of her friends When I woke up the next morning I was pleased to see the world had not ended. The Devil had not risen from the Pit to drag me to Hell for my impure and unnatural lust. Momma had not come into my bedroom declaring me a perversion of nature. The birds were chirping and all was right with the world. Except for me. My world had turned upside down in less then a week. Last Saturday I was tearfully saying goodbye to a father being...
At fifty-two I like to think I am still in great shape and have my figure intact. I am a loving wife and adore my husband. Our sex life is incredible.I do, however, love sex and orgasms. And every orgasm makes me hornier. This tends to lead me astray, especially when apart from my spouse. I do feel guilty about cheating on my husband but not enough not to do it.I have a newly “configured” 36DD-28-34 body after being repaired up top from breast cancer. I get plenty of looks. Yes, that turns me...
CheatingCharity WorkI took my girlfriend Erin to a hotel in an inner city area, and we ate breakfast in a restaurant where mostly all black people go......people that don't have much money. We had decided that Erin will do what we call "charity work" and that is that she will have sexual relations with a mature black gentleman who although he has character, has very little money.Although Erin is not provocatively dressed, she attracts attention in the all black restaurant. Her skirt is only slightly...
Charity fair atthe Parkby Splyf ?? The sun was shining from a clear sky on thefifth of May this year, and the many hundred people gathered for the bigcharity fair in the park couldn?t have hoped for better weather.? Tents were up everywhere on the big lawn,selling all kinds of food and offering lottery tickets for the afternoonsdrawings. The Brettson family got there at noon.? John Brettson parked the car and his wife,Beth, their son, Lou, and their daughter, Trine, all got out and started...
Except for me. My world had turned upside down in less then a week. Last Saturday I was tearfully saying goodbye to a father being sent off to jail for the next seven years. This Saturday morning I was waking up from a night watching my long lost mother get fucked silly by a stranger. Things couldn't get stranger. Momma was already up and puttering in the kitchen when I sarted quickly across the hall to the bathroom. I spent probably half an hour in the shower mustering enough courage...
There’s this Charity Auction that changes his life. The actors in this script are of legal age, but may portray maturing young adults. This is a work of adult erotic fiction and contains descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults. If you’re under the age of consent where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it is illegal to obtain adult literature where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it’s entirely legal for you to read sexually explicit material, I hope you...
Colin had been volunteering at the local charity shop for about 3 months. His job was to move any furniture that had been brought in, and repair the item for sale (if needed).The shop was run by Sara. She was a lady in her mid 50’s, quite poshly spoken, always dressed smart in skirt and blouse, her light brown hair tied up in a bun. She was about 5’5” tall, thin build, had reasonably large breasts and had a great pair of legs. Sara gave the air of a prim and proper lady of the manor. Something,...
Its required every semesterI need to do some charity work for credirs its cold outside Im walking with food boxes from houses to houses on my listdress as a Xmass elf, knocking at door delivering food He shook my hand looking down at me from his 6feet4 his bug dark hand making mine disapear as i shook it''hi there little elf you brought me some food for my mom here i guess''''thanks its really appreciated, the office got offshored and Im only startting to work in a month, a bit hard to pay for...
At night the further paths from the village were hard to travail, but Valeriya Artyomovna could come and go blindfolded. The branches and roots of the trees were as unruly as nature demanded, and unknown animals peered from their hideouts with gleaming eyes.Weren't humans one and the same? Didn't the wild animals feel similar apprehensions about her kin?Valeriya had nothing to fear, and no mystery would stop her from experiencing pleasure.Tonight she came to witness a peculiar breed of flowers...
Straight SexPreface In December last year, as I'd just started writing 'Amy, Terry, Tom..." a reader gave me a character outline. I commented it sounded like a real person and he said yes, it was, but that he hoped I could make something of it; I had the permission of everyone involved to use it. I sent the first draught and he approved of it, so I sent it to Jerry for editing. It's perhaps not my usual style, but I hope you like it. It's posted hoping the original 'Charity' (not her real name) can...
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
By the time I had my forty men, it was almost noon of the next day - I'll chalk it up to the truck stop being so deserted this time of year. I have to tell you though, that was the most fun I've had my entire life! It ended as I thought it would... I was so sore I could barely walk, and so exhausted I could barely keep my eyes open, yet I couldn't stop laughing. Travis dropped me off with strict instructions to get a hot shower and rest. Entering the bedroom I saw that, while I was gone, my...
Cuckold=================== Life isn’t fair. So when you fight back, fight dirty. =================== Christmas has always been my favorite time of year. I married young, and had two perfect daughters, but my marriage was far from perfect. We had been young and in love. I was entering the community college and Denise was starting her senior year when we decided to tie the knot. Her family’s ready acceptance of me was a huge factor – the family I’d never had, making me feel like a real member of...
Cathy brought me dinner again and I realized I was starving. She beamed at me when I finished the whole platter. "Let's go for a walk, Alex. You could use a stretch of the legs." It had gotten chilly, and we bundled up a bit. She took the lead and we walked down the block and turned up the neighborhood. We headed back up the next block and she regaled me with the entire history and habits of the inhabitants of each place we passed. She might have been a good listener, but I had to wonder...
The pounding on my front door was not unexpected. Ten o'clock at night might be a little of a surprise, but the knock wasn't. I went to the front door, and looked out through the glass beside it. A woman stood there. I had a fairly good idea of who it was. I opened the door. "Mrs. Morrison?" She glared at me and nodded. "Come in, please. Can I get you a cup of tea, or coffee?" I turned and walked into the house, leaving the door open. I walked to the kitchen, and poured myself a cup...
I had recruited Cathy's help over dinner the night before, assuming things went Ok with Sandy, and by noon we were back at the Morrison house, knocking on the door. Erica let us in, and we hauled our goodies in after us. I had the tree folded up and left it on the front doorstep while we made room for it in the living room. After I'd put it in place, I hauled in a large plastic crate of Christmas decorations, and encouraged Cathy and Erica to get to work making the tree look 'festive'....
Back home, I dressed down to sweats and a t-shirt, torturing myself a little by watching The Little Drummer Boy, Briana's favorite. Life was so fucking unfair. My girls were gone. It was Christmas and I was alone. I'd never, ever, spend another Christmas with Briana and Allora. Never. An hour later I was at Sandy's back door with three huge garbage bags full of gifts. It had taken me two trips. I knocked softly and a few moments later Sandy let me in. She'd gotten rid of her party...
I woke abruptly, confused. I was alone in a strange bed, the covers pulled up to my chin. Daylight was streaming in the window, and I sat up, disoriented. It took a few seconds for me to recall the previous evening, and I looked around for Sandy. I started to get out of bed, and realized I was naked, my clothes were still somewhere downstairs. I pulled the covers over my waist, and looked around for something to cover up with, before spotting my clothing from the night before folded on a...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestMother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Introduction: Go Cougars! Charity Jones here again, sending you back in the time tunnel to the sexploits of my wonderfully misspent youth. The year was now 1990 and the eighties were officially over. Big hair would stubbornly cling to life for a couple more years, but it was in its death throes. Cassette tapes were going the way of the dinosaur and cds were the big new thing. And I was half a year away from graduating . The rest of the year was mostly sedate for the most part, Beeders...
Introduction: the final part of this section of her adventures Charity Starts At Home : Chapter 5 : A Bonding Experience The following 4 weeks were a truly wonderful time for our household. Momma and I had shifted into a whole new phase of honesty and exploration with each other. No subject was too tabo and there was a sense of complete security and comfort. Faith was even spending more and more time over and was quickly becoming more of a member of our naughty little family. My lessons...
Introduction: the girls settle an old score Back to the sex-citing autobio of self professed superslut PTA mom, Charity Jones. The next few weeks my life got into a comfortable stride. I adjusted to the crazy busy schedule, plus it didnt hurt I was getting laid at least twice a week now. After discovering my dom George was also my boyfriend Chets father, I still continued to fuck him. I had my every other week threesome with my boss punk rock Patti and him at a no-tell hotel at the edge of...
As many will know Jaq and myself live a sex fuelled life. A few years back while at our swingers club the conversation got onto raising money for good causes. It was suggested that it would be nice if we could all raise a little cash for a local hospice. The hospice was chosen as we had recently lost a dear member to cancer who had been looked after at the hospice.It was decided that each couple would raise money over the coming weeks, then the money would be collected and presented to the...
MatureAs many will know Jaq and myself live a sex fuelled life. A few years back while at our swingers club the conversation got onto raising money for good causes. It was suggested that it would be nice if we could all raise a little cash for a local hospice. The hospice was chosen as we had recently lost a dear member to cancer who had been looked after at the hospice.It was decided that each couple would raise money over the coming weeks, then the money would be collected and presented to the...
MatureContinued from “Charity Shop”Colin walked back to the shop after a quick lunch, thinking about what he had just witnessed. His mind went over Sara’s body, remembering how lovely her breasts were, and wondered how they felt. Then, Sara’s pussy wide open, devouring the dildo as she masturbated herself.As he entered the back of the shop, he looked over to the office. Sara was there, working at her computer as if nothing had happened.He called out, “I’m back !”, but all he got in response, was Sara...
As we left the restroom, people nearby heard the applause and turned to look. Many of my friends saw me coming out of the men’s room. But by now it doesn’t really matter. They already know what kind of a weekend I’m having. They may not know all the particulars. But they know I’m not just a slave to Glenn. I’m a sex-slave. And I’m having so much fun I should probably cut Dale some slack for not consulting me before offering me up for sale to the highest bidder. I’m a very willing sex slave...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...