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Ellen called me late on a Thursday evening and after the initial pleasantries she begins to tell me about her day. Apparently she was emcee for the black tie charity affair, the next evening that is being hosted by Cystic Fibrosis Society. Needing an escort and knowing it is short notice, she gave me a call. " John, I really need to do this, it is very important to me. Do you think you could join me there? I know its last minute, I will make it up to you if you do this for me!" Never being able to turn down a attractive woman in need I agreed and we made plans to meet there. " Good evening, Mr. Malone! You look magnificent tonight!" She says as I take her fingers into my hand tucking them beneath my elbow, my hungry eyes devouring her. The long glittering black dress is clinging to her slender figure revealing the curve of her waist crowned off by her breasts and round hips. The halter style neckline not only leaves a large amount of her breasts gleaming in the street lights, but also her smooth creamy shoulders and the upper portion of her back bare to my touch, both physical and visual. Her thick blonde tresses are stylishly swept up into an alluring coiffure with a few loose tendrils curling around the ivory column of her long neck.

" Ms. Bryan, you are amazing! I do believe that quiet girl demeanor of yours is just a facade as you look like you could show the Kennedy's a thing or two about society functions. You are ravishing! In fact if I didn't have to do this, I would propose that we skip this and return to my place for other interesting events." I say as I smile into her deep brown eyes framed by a thick fringe of jet black lashes. Her glistening wine colored lips beckon me, and pressing a light kiss upon her mouth I pull her against my tall 6'5" frame. Turning to face me, she slides her hand up my broad chest to smooth the lapels of my jacket, in the guise of removing any trace of lint but to have a reason to be able to touch my chest and feel the firm steady beating of my heart beneath. Looking up into my intense green gaze, I draw her into my embrace as I lean down to kiss her enticing mouth again. Enjoying the warmth of the moment for a time, she reluctantly pulls away and announces that it is time to go inside. I believe my choice of words were " to face the music."

As we enter the room where the festivities are being held, I take a moment to absorb the surroundings, everything from the softly lit chandeliers to the small group of musicians playing waltzes from one corner of the room. A waiter pauses with a tray of champagne, so I take two glasses from him and pressing one into her hand, I murmur something about holding the thing for appearances as I remember that Ellen doesn't drink. When I lean towards her to explain the presence of the glass, my vantage point allows me a breathtaking view of her breasts pressed provocatively up into bodice of her gown and as I slip my hand against small of her back I can feel the ridges of the stays beneath and realize that this delightful view is being provided by the corset that she had mentioned. My hand begins to caress her back, seemingly of its own will and when I look up into her eyes they have begun to take on the same intense look I have seen before. Realizing that the inevitable outcome of me continuing to hold her in this manner is going to lead to a very early departure from the gala, I place tight reigns on my rapidly rising passion and placing a kiss on her temple I softly promise myself, " Later," as she begins the process of introductions.

As she leads us around the room greeting those she knows and nodding appropriately to acknowledge those business colleagues she sees afar, I realize that several men are admiring Ellen. On occasion, as she has made the introductions I noticed that the men's eyes have never quite made it all the way to look into her softly smiling eyes but have lingered on the swells of her cleavage. As I lead her away I take some satisfaction when as I glance back towards the other men and see their eyes still glued to the sway of her hips, I slide my hand down to announce my possession of this territory in no uncertain terms. Breathing a sigh of relief as we make our way out to leave. We go to the penthouse, she makes her way down the hall and entering the bathroom try to calm her flustered body as she knows it will be a long night. Once Ellen is finished in the bathroom, she begins to make her way to the bedroom. I'm waiting for her in the bedroom, I grab Ellen pushing her against the wall. Pushing against me and squirming against my weight on her, trying to get me off, she gasps an astonished " Oh," as my hand has finally worked its way onto her stocking covered knee and is rapidly sliding upwards towards her hip. Just as my fingers finds the bare skin of her hip, my right hand rips her gown and the strap falls loose revealing her pale tits to my eyes. Now that her upper body is mostly revealed to my gaze, I move my left hand up to her neck and looking into her eyes, my gaze is menacing and she can see that I have no intention of stopping at anything short of fucking her.

I'm behind her my hard cock is pressing against your ass. A second later, I whisper " Look what I found in your bedroom baby...have you been fantasizing about something naughty?" Ellen starts to struggle a little bit and my hand on her mouth tightens its grip and suddenly my other hand is squeezing one of her tits. " Relax Ellen..you can't stop this and deep down you want it." My hand massages her breast and she feels my hard cock slowly grinding against her ass. My hand tweaks her nipple and despite herself she feels turned on. As my hand continues to grope her and the grinding continues, she hears me say " You enjoy being treated like a slut Ellen. You fantasize about a nice hard cock deep in your asshole. If you were able to be honest with yourself, you would admit that you want to be fucked hard and treated like a....dirty..... little .....whore." At the end of the sentence, with each word, my hand twists her nipple a little and she feels my cock get harder. Suddenly one of her legs is kicked out to the side and my hand is gone from her tit only to reappear between her legs. The thin material of her panties doesn't prevent much as my hand begins to rub her clit through the material. " Or maybe you want it in your cunt Ellen. Maybe you want to be bent over and have my cock ramming in and out of your pussy until you can barely breathe. Being used for my pleasure as I fuck you how I want." Ellen can't help but moan through my hand as I continue to tease her pussy. Ellen realizes with some shame that she is getting wet and that soon I will be able to tell that what I'm doing and how I'm talking is making her very horny.

My hand over her mouth loosens a little and I whisper in her ear again. " I am going to move my hand Ellen." My hand moves slightly but instead of taking it off her mouth, I press two of the fingers into her mouth. " Suck on my fingers you little slut, like you suck on a cock." Hesitantly at first, she puts pressure on my fingers, but as my other hand suddenly pushes deeper through the material, almost between her pussy lips, she begins to suck them harder. I follow her rhythm, until she is sucking my fingers as I put pressure against her cunt. Ellen realizes that she is wet now, the sucking of the fingers being the final straw. She barely notices when I stop pushing against her pussy, caught up in sucking my fingers. Suddenly my other hand is on her shoulder, yanking her back, my knees hitting the back of her knees and making her kneel before the table. As she kneels, she is stunned by the sudden change, my hand is taken out of her mouth and a blindfold of some sort wrapped across her eyes. My hands grab her shoulders and roughly force her around until she is facing away from the table, towards where I'm, still on her knees, confused as to what is going on. The confusion tears to realization as she hears the sound of a zipper being undone and my voice, no longer a whisper. " You filthy fucking whore, down on your knees, just dying to suck cock, aren't you Ellen?" You stare into the blackness of the blindfold, unsure of how to answer when suddenly my hand is cupping her jaw, pushing her lips out. " Answer the question you fucking slut. Do you want to suck my cock?" Ellen winces as I let go and whisper " No, I don't want...I'm not a...". My laugh cuts off her weak reply and she gets the sense I'm leaning down, my face next to hers.

" Don't lie to me Ellen. I know you are a cock-sucker who can't wait to have my big dick in your mouth." She starts to shake her head as she hears me stand, but before she gets more than a shake in, my hand is gripping her face again and without warning she feels my cock press between her lips. With one hand on the back of her head and the other griping her face, my cock slides all the way into her mouth, filling her up and crowding her throat. Rational thought fades as I begin to fuck her face and she struggles to take my cock without choking. Despite the force and the lack of control, or maybe because of it, she feels her pussy getting wetter and wetter. Giving head has always been something that turned her on, something about the power and control over the man, making me feel how she wants me to feel. At this, she begins to work with me, bobbing her head to try and take my cock properly. Feeling her make the effort, my hand loosens and eventually drops.

As she bobs up and down on my cock, she hears me moan. " God Ellen, suck that cock you little slut. Yeah baby, you love that cock in your mouth don't you? Sucking on my cock...you cock-hungry whore...god, take it Ellen." The dirty talk affects her despite her best efforts and realizes that she is dying to have my cock in her pussy. The thought that I will fuck her suddenly makes her feel hopeful and she continues to blow me, wanting to please me. My cock makes a wet plopping noise as I pull it out of her mouth and suddenly slap my hard cock against her cheek. Before she can react, I do it again, slapping her face, the feel of my hot hard cock against her cheek making her want it even more. I bend down again, my face feeling like it is inches from hers. " You ready for a hard fucking Ellen? You ready to take my cock all the way into your cunt?" Ellen hates herself for doing it, but she finds herself nodding as I talk. She hears me stand again and suddenly my cock is pushing between her lips again and she almost gags as I ram it deep in her mouth. I fuck herr face for a few strokes then pull out, idly tapping my cock against herr lips. " I want to hear you say it Ellen. I want to hear you admit that you are a little whore who wants my cock in your pussy."

Ellen clears her throat and quietly speaks " Yes...I want it in me." She hears me laugh. " Say it louder Ellen. Tell me what you want." She speaks louder, " Please, put your cock in me." Silence for a second, then my voice. " Louder Ellen..tell me exactly what you want you little slut." Ellen licks her lips, her tongue touching my cock for a moment, then speaks again. " Please John, put your cock in my pussy. I want it in my pussy." Before she has finished the last syllable of the sentence, my hand is on her upper arm, yanking her up and twisting her around. She feels my hands on her hips at her panties and suddenly they are ripped down until they are around her knees, leaving her exposed. " Bend over bitch." Shaking a little she blindly leans forward until her chest hits the table lightly. As soon as she touches the table, she hears me draw in my breath and suddenly feels my cock between her parted pussy lips, swollen and wet from how turned on she is. As she starts to draw in a breath, I slam my cock into her in one quick thrust, seeming to go on forever, until she feels my balls slap against her, my body pressing into her as I ram it all the way in. She moans as I pull out almost all the way and then groans as I slam back into her. Her hands grab the edge of the table as I start to fuck her, hard and fast, using her pussy for my pleasure. Herr breath comes in little gasps as I fuck her, the feeling of my long thick hard cock taking her closer and closer to the waves of pleasure she is feeling.

As I fuck her, I talk, one hand wrapped in her hair, pulling her back against me. " You fucking little slut Ellen. God, your cunt is so wet right now..you love being taken like a filthy whore. Fuck baby, take that cock deep inside..yeah, squeeze my dick you little slut." As I continue to slam into her, the combination of the words, the force and feel of my cock is suddenly too much and she finds herself coming, moaning and babbling as I fill her cunt with my cock. She hears me laugh as I fuck her. " That's right you little slut, come for me, come all over my cock." I continue to slam in and out of her and to her embarrassment, she finds herself on the verge of another orgasm. My hand is suddenly over her mouth again, two fingers forced into her mouth as I continue to slam into her. She sucks on them instinctively, pushing back against my cock in her as she licks and puts pressure on my fingers. As quickly as they arrive, they are gone. A moment later, she feels the same two fingers, this time against her asshole. As my cock slams into her pussy, she feels my fingers slowly push into her ass, until I finger fuck her ass while I fuck her cunt. The feeling is too much and she melts into another orgasm, moaning and screaming as I use both her holes as I want.

As she comes down from the orgasm, she realizes I'm moving behind her and I suddenly grab her hands from the edge of the table. Leaving her lying chest down on the table, I pull her hands behind her back and places them palm down on her ass cheeks. " Spread your ass Ellen." I say and she knows that whether she likes it or not, my big cock that was filling her pussy is going to be in her ass shortly. She moves her hands slightly but don't really spread her cheeks and my hand grabs her hair and yanks her head backwards. " I said spread your fucking ass cheeks you little slut. Show me your asshole Ellen." She cries out and nods as I release her hair. She reaches back further and spreads her ass cheeks apart, knowing that I will have a perfect view of her asshole now. Ellen and I breathe in and she feels my cock against her asshole, wet with her pussy juice. I slowly begin to slide my cock in, pausing once the head is inside her ass, then after a moment moving forward in one smooth, long motion. She groans as my cock fills her ass, my balls coming to rest against her pussy. She hears me laugh and then feels me lean over her. " God that looks hot baby..your asshole wrapped around my cock. You better be ready baby because I am going to fuck your ass."

She whimpers as I pull my cock out, the tight pressure suddenly gone. Just as suddenly I slide my cock back into her and quickly begin to pick up speed. Her face is against the table top, her hands holding her ass cheeks wide open as I fuck her ass. The impact causing the butt plug to topple and it rolls over to rest beside her face as I slam in and out of her. The sound of my balls slapping against her cunt, the feel of my cock ramming in and out of her asshole make her moan out loud, and when my hand suddenly cups her pussy, my finger teasing her clit, she is amazed to find that she is close to another orgasm. As she begins to back against me, I laugh again. " Dirty little anal slut..this is what you wanted..me raping your asshole. You love it you fucking whore. Take that cock up your ass Ellen." As I continue to slam in and out, the feelings caused by my fingers and the feel of my cock filling her ass take her over the edge and she cums, moaning as I slam in and out of her ass. My speed increases and she thinks I'm going to finally come, when suddenly I groan as she feels the first jet of cum fills her ass, almost immediately another jet splashes in her ass. Finally the bursts subside and I lean forward. I yank her back off the table. My hand on her shoulder pushing her down and as she sinks to her knees I rip the blindfold off. The lights of the living room are bright after the darkness of the blindfold.

Her eyes have adjusted by now and she looks up, she sees me smile and hear the satisfaction in my voice when I speak. " You are such a good girl Ellen. Does my little slut feel good now?" I look at her and wait and when she nods at me, my smile widens and I say " Good. Lets go to the bedroom."

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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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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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Charity Starts At Home Chapter 3 Gotta Hve Faith

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...

3 years ago
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My big charity gangbang

Until I became involved with Steve I hadn’t realised just how big the guys that take part in competitive boat races are. I’m only five feet five inches tall, and he towered over me even when I wore high heels, but some of the guys that he rowed with were even taller. I think one of them was something like six feet nine, and they were all extremely fit. Our relationship only lasted a few months until he took up a new opportunity overseas, but it was a lovely warm summer, and we spent much of our...

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My Wifes Charity Striptease Part 3

(Read parts 1 and 2 first. Honest, it's worth it!)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...

2 years ago
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The Price of Charity 1 The Kindness of Strangers

Part 1: The Kindness of Strangers Nathan had learned that Charity could be a troublesome thing. As a person, she had slept with him for a month before running off with his savings, his TV, and his luxury cherry-red convertible. The Charity of his auto insurance only covered the book price of the car, which turned out to be a fraction of the price he'd gone into debt to buy it for. Without a car and with an empty bank account, he had no way to get to that high-paying job he held across...

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Its All for Charity A Little Winter Tail Part 7

I pulled into my garage when I got home from work. All the way home I was contemplating whether I should ask my husband about his lunch with John and Megan. Despite my overwhelming curiosity, I decided I wasn't going to say anything and I would just wait and see if he mentioned it. I felt like with all that had happened with me recently, I didn't want him to feel like I was questioning him or jealous. That's all I needed was for him to get defensive and then start questioning me.To my...

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Charity At Work 4 Learning the Hard Way

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...

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Charity Starts At Home Chapter 3 Gotta Hve Faith

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...

1 year 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...

3 years ago
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Charity At Work 4 Learning the Hard Way

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,...

3 years ago
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Sweet Charity

You may have heard of the phrase sweet charity, well in my case it was certainly sweet to me. I have built up a large part of my CD wardrobe through judicious visits to charity shops wherever I may be in the country. In one of my local charity shops there's an assistant called Wendy who I would judge is in her mid fifties but looking well on it. She's always well turned out in neat blouses, always a just above the knee skirt, never bare legs and 3 to 4 inch heels of various kinds. I must admit...

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