Charity Starts At Home Chapter 3 Gotta Hve Faith
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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 fooling around and watching Mommas porn though.
We were in Mommas bed watching for the umpteenth time the video of my deflowering. It got Faith off like a firecracker, especially when I was mowing down on Mommas snatch whilst getting slowly fucked from behind. My lithe redheaded friend was just beginning to push an end of our favourite double headed dildo in between my pussy lips, when we heard the car pull up.
Faith and I froze like dear in the headlights at this sudden interruption. Momma wasnt supposed to be home for hours, seeing as it was only 10 PM at the moment. We were both secretly praying that it was a neighbor, but alas that was not to be. The all too familiar clopping of my mothers cowboy boots announced her presence on the little deck in front of the trailer.
Faith and I bolted from the bed in a panic , scrambling madly at our clothes hoping against hope that we would be able to escape her bedroom dressed and unsuspected.I had managed to pull my nighty over my head and my panties around my ankle, Faith similarly so when the front door opened. We scrambled even quicker, but by then it was too late.
Charity Jones! Come here right now! , came Mommas distinctive voice in a very commanding tone.
It was all over, I was caught. There was no way I could hide this now. Not only had I broken into her bedroom but I was also doing it with a naked girl. Compounding to that would be the tape being played on her TV. Even if for some insane reason the first two things could be forgiven, the video evidence of me eating out my unaware mother would have me sent to juvenile detention. There was little else I could do but now face the music.
I tried mussing my hair into something resembling decent semblance took a deep breath and walked down the hall. Faith was trying to sneak behind me and slip into my bedroom undetected. That of course did not work either.
Faith OReilly, you as well, my Momma commanded again.
Sullenly and embarassed we stepped into the living room and there was Momma as big as life. I almost had to stifle a laugh when I saw her. She stood stern with her arms folded across her chest but her get up was a distinctive absurd counter to her strict mood. She was in her typical party gear, an all white latex cowboy outfit which barely covered her naughty bits.
What was surprising was that she wasnt alone. Beside her a large rather handsome black man in a tasteful and rather expensive suit. At first I didnt recognize him but then it struck me why I didnt know who he was at first, he was wearing clothes. It was Marcus whom I had first witnessed pounding Momma just a scant couple weeks ago and beginning my journey.
You two, sit down, Momma ordered pointing to the couch.
Quietly we sat on the couch dreading and confused by this sudden appearance. Faith and I sat side by side wearing nothing but panties and a nighty each. What a sight. What a nightmare.
Momma, I can explain.. , I began hoping to concoct some elaborate phony-baloney to get us the heck out of here.
Momma would have none of it, she raised her finger to shush me and began to pace back and forth. She had taken no more then two steps in either direction before she turned. I realized now that Momma was more confused then upset per se . She finally turned to us with a sigh.
I suppose I should have seen this coming
Faith snuck her hand into mine and gave a squeeze of solidarity. She was such a good friend, I was glad she was here with me in this moment.
Sneaking into my room, using my toys, fucking my men and then eating me out some like pussy starved dyke
I almost bolted to my feet like lightning had fried me. She had seen the tape! I thought we had hidden it well. I thought we had hidden it, it only took me till later to realize most cameras had playback displays of what was most recently shown
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Momma continued I am angry with you little missy, but not for the fucking around, hell I am glad youre fucking around
Confusion struck me but I patiently waited to figure out where she was going with this.
Im angry with you because you broke into my bedroom, thats my private spot, but I suppose thats pointless now.
Momma squatted down in front of me and looked at me square in the eye
I dont want you ever again breaking into my rom, do ya hear? , she said
Yes, Momma, I whispered not believing I was getting off with being scolded just for breaking into her room.
That goes just as well for you, Faith
Yes maam, was my best friends honest reply.
Now as for fucking my men …
Uh-oh I thought, heres where the nastiness really began. I bit my lip and tried to hold back tears. I looked bravely at Momma trying to keep my confidence together.
..fuck as many as you like, just dont go stealing them, Id prefer it if you shared them with me to be quite honest
That blew my mind. My jaw dropped a mile as the words smacked into my brain. A brief glance at Faith was showing me that she was doing the same. This was unreal, maybe I had a heart attack and had died.
Oh please darlin baby girl, you aint the first woman in our line thats a slut or really really loves her Momma..shiite, my Momma and me used to sleep with each other all the time
Momma took my hands and placed them in hers, even though I had to let go of my lifeline that was Faith. Momma gave them a squeeze and smiled at me. At once all the anger and confusion from her was gone, it was as if she had lifted a great weight from her shoulders as well. Momma wasnt finished talking yet though
Charity my baby, if were gonna live together under this roof were both gonna have no more secrets from each other, is that clear?
Yes Momma , I replied
Aww come here Momma said and drew me close to her hugging me tightly. I could all but feel the love flow out of her once again.
As for you, young Miss OReilly, I dont want you spreading one word of this to that redneck racist father of yours, is that clear?
Yes Maam, was Faiths clearly relieved answer.
Momma turned back to me and looked at me straight in the eyes with a smile.
Charity my girl, if youre gonna be a decent slut youre gonna need to learn some skills, I saw that tape and you need practice
Practice… I mumbled.
Yes, that is why my lover, boss and good friend Marcus came over with me tonight
With that , the quiet Marcus softly stepped forward towards me. He had an easy grin and an aura of confidence around that was hard to escape. Underneath that tailored suit though lay a sexual panther, one that I had already seen unleashed on my Momma.
Charity, you are going to learn the basics about sucking a cock right now, you too young Miss o Reilly, Momma said matter of factly as she unzipped Marcus fly.
Id shake your hand , Marcus half joked in his baritone , but get on your knees sounds better.
I did exactly as Marcus requested, something I now reflect is something I do for any man with a big enough cock. I knelt before Marcus obediently, Faith sidled up beside me. Momma slipped around behind us and sat on the couch. Marcus loosened his belt and let his trousers drop to the floor.
Faith let out a half gasp and covered her mouth, I merely was once again transfixed. There it was Marcus big cock once again in the flesh. If anything it was bigger then Dennys or Bills. I would learn later that Denny and Bill were 8 and 9 inches respectively and that Marcus himself was a ten incher. It was getting hard , and I could feel myself getting warm.
Women will often say size doesnt matter. This is only a half truth. Size definitely DOES matter, women absolutely love big cocks .There are women that wont fuck a guy with a huge cock as it may hurt her, but you can bet those same women fantasize about it or wouldnt mind sucking on a huge cock. If a man knows how to use his cock it doesnt matter if hes average, thats where the truth lies… the unspoken other half is that if a man with a big cock knows how to use it, he will be preferred.
Open your mouth wide Charity , Momma instructed
I complied with Mommas wishes and Marcus stepped forward and stuck the fat cockhead of his black tool in between my lips. I stretched my mouth wider to fully accommodate him. I could feel the tingle spread through my body as Marcus put one hand on the back of my head. This was a wet dream come true.
Now play with your tongue on his tip , Momma instructed
I followed her commands and Marcus groaned , making me lash my tongue faster on him. The instructions from Momma continued.
She had me jerk him off while sucking on his cock head, telling me to use a lot of spit in my mouth as lube. Marcus clearly loved it. Momma even had me began to bob my head up and down on his cock as much as I could. But Marcus was far too big for me
Soon I felt Momma come up behind me where I was kneeling on the floor and slipped her arms around me all the whilst cooing about what a good job I was doing. Her hands slipped up and started undoing the front of my nighty, opening the buttons. This turned me on to no end having my Momma undressing me. When it was done , the nighty dropped to the floor behind me.
Momma pressed up behind me , pushing her large breasts into my back. Her nipples pushing into my burning my burning flesh. I groaned around Marcus cock when she did this, but I really went over the top went her hands to my own tits and she cupped them in her hands. I was almost cumming as she did this, and when she tweaked my nipples between her thumb and forefinger with each hand I actually did.
I had to pull off Marcuss cock leaving a string of drool as I shook through a small cum. Which turned into a bigger cum as Momma snaked her right hand to the wetness between my legs. She rubbed my clit ever so softly, but it was enough to set me right off the edge.
Oh god… I groaned through the orgasm that hit me.
This was all I ever had wanted and now it was happening. And it was only going to get better
Mmmm my little girl has a juicy pussy, Momma whispered in my ear.
I tried to return sucking on Marcus big cock but was getting far too distracted to really give him the efforts he fully deserved. Momma noticed this and motioned Faith over to come kneel down before the big black man beside me.
Alrighty Charity, pay attention to his balls now while Faith gets to work on his big dick
I didnt quite know what she meant, but Momma gripped me by hair and pushed my head under Marcus heavy shaft and told me to start licking and sucking. Faith meanwhile was busy slurping away at his shaft like it was feeding her oxygen. Faith was somewhat sexually experienced so she was really into it jerking him off with a free hand. The hot sucking and slurping that arose from us must have been something else
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Thats it baby, roll your tongue along his sac,, take his balls in your mouth and gently roll them around on your tongue
Marcus clearly loved this as his hand went to stroking my hair, his balls were smooth and hairless and I was beginning to understand why the women shaved too. It was far easier to fully taste the flesh this, and not even have to worry about getting hair in your mouth or between your teeth.
Momma was continuing her digital ministrations on me, now slipping a finger deep between my folds. I was so juicy that she just slid in without hesitation. She began to probe and slightly curly her fingers in magic ways that almost made my legs shake.
Momma suddenly got up from me , but then pulled me up with her.
Okay Faith, you keep Marcus hard, I need to take of something about Charity first
Faith just gave forefinger-thumb okay signal and kept slurping away on Marcus cock. Momma led me off towards the bathroom. I was really wanting to stay and suck on some cock, but was delighted that Momma had something planned for me. She took my hand and led me to the bathroom.
Once inside she told me to sit up by the sink and she began running some hot water. Then Momma had me take off my panties and I was naked as the Lord had made me right in front of her. My nipples were rock hard as I saw Momma peel out of her clothes too.
Alright alright my baby girl, we are doing something about that bush of yours
Momma took some feminine shave gel and squeezed out a dollop and rubbed it across my crotch, making sure not too get any in me of course. Her touch was setting me on fire and I lightly reached out and stroked one of her breasts.
Oh you naughty girl, there will be plenty of time for that soon enough, but first things first.
With that Momma took one of her razors and ever so lightly shaved off the hair around my pussy. It was delicate work and I certainly didnt want to move in case I got nicked. I was also intensely turned on by her paying so much attention to me as well. When she was done, Momma wiped me off with a warm washcloth.
It was astounding, I was bare as a baby now and touching it felt smooth and very nice. Very naughty, and this must have been the real appeal of it all. Just as I was about to get up, Momma spread my thighs wide and nestled down between my legs.
Looks good enough to eat. she whispered.
And then she did so. Momma dipped her golden blonde head between my thighs and pushed her face right up against my cunny. Her tongue darted out and gave me a strong clean quick lick which sent a bolt to my brain. This was what I had been fantasizing about so much and was finally happening!
Momma wasted no time exploring me, thats for sure. Finding my clit with her hungry tongue she quickly started lapping away at it like a big cat. Long slow and strong lashings which sent my head off into orbit. She sucked at it between her lips and added pressure which sent a trembling orgasm through me after only a few minutes.
I gripped Momma by her hair and thrust her face even further into my sopping pussy and lapped me up like no ones business. Then Momma stuck one of her fingers into me and started fucking me with it. Needless to say I came again and again.
Momma pulled away as I trembled through the end of my cum, my mind could hardly believe what was happening. This was it, this was fantastic. I pulled Momma close to me and she pressed her mouth into mine. Her hot tongue pushed into mine and I could taste my juices on her lips. Our tongues wrestled at each other and I then pulled back to lick my juices off her face.
I want your pussy Momma, I said
Momma just smiled and pushed me down onto the floors onto my knees, I looked up at her smiling face half eclipsed by her large bust. I ran my tongue up the inside of one thigh, and then did the same to the other. Momma moaned and ran her fingers through my hair.
I had enough experience this last week with Faith to have an idea what I was doing. Momma was just as wet as I when I pushed my tongue into her cleft. I did all the tricks Faith had shown me and attacked Mommas labial lips and clit like a mad woman. Momma obviously liked it too. In minutes she was dripping all over my face.
Oohh Momma like, Momma whispered caressing my head.
Her legs began to shake as she trembled through a cum as well. We were both like in this aspect too, we came the same way. Like mother like daughter. After cumming and trembling for a bit , Momma stepped away and pulled me to my feet.
Momma gave me a sweet wet kiss and tasted herself on my lips as well, running her tongue all along my lips and chin. She hugged me close and rubbed herself into me.
Oh Charity my baby girl, were gonna have so much fun together.
I love you Momma, I whispered and gave her a soft kiss.
Alright alright, lets go get you laid baby girl
I definitely perked up at that, fucking Marcus would definitely be the way to celebrate this after all it had started with watching him and Momma. We stepped out of the bathroom and with a quick glance saw that the living room was empty. Glancing the other way we saw that the door to Mommas room was wide open and a light was on.
I dont suppose theres any point to trying to lock that door anymore, Momma joked and led me in.
Marcus and Faith were both on Mommas waterbed. They were both completely disrobed now and Faith was at Marcus cock sucking it for all it was worth. It was quite a contrast, her creamy white skin and lithe frame compared to his dark skin and muscular body. Faiths jaw was stretched wide open and she was trying to jerk Marcus off into her mouth.
You two couldnt wait for us?, Momma said pulling me onto the bed with her
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What can I say, the girl has talent, Marcus said stroking Faiths redhaired head.
Momma propped up some pillows against the head board and lay down against them. She had me come and lay back against her, her huge breast warmly squeezing into my back. She told me to open my thighs.
Anytime youre ready Marcus, I want you to fuck my baby girl, Momma said
I was giddy with anticipation as Marcus disentangled himself from Faiths lips. He crawled over and got himself on his knees before me, his large hands spread open my thighs wide. His big thick black cock landed on my belly and I reached down and stroked his monster. So hard, so firm and so soft all at the same time. Mommas hands came around me tried cupping my ample bosom.
Faith lay down beside us on her side and spread thighs so that she could play with herself and watch at the same time.
This is going to be so fucking hot, Faith said almost evily .
Now tell the big man what you want him to do, Momma whispered in my ear.
I looked up at Marcus as he smiled down at me and then I almost challenged him , I want you to fuck me.
Be more specific dearie, Momma chimed in
Marcus just flashed a smile at this and rubbed the tip of his fat cockhead against my slit. It sent fire through my loins and I can feel myself dripping in anticipation. I was involuntarily grinding my hips up against his tool, hungry for what was to come. This teasing was killing me.
Fuck me with that..big..black..cock, I told Marcus my eyes locked on.
And fuck me he did, there was no gentle easing into me. Marcus shoved his fat cock firmly into me. I could feel him stretch me wide and rub every nerve inside me. It was fucking intense and all I could do was gasp as he thrusted into me.
Marcus began thrusting into em in earnest, his thickness spreading me wider with every thrust. His girth and length felt like they were in my stomach. I gasped at every pound, and inch my inch Marcus shoved his big black cock further into my wetness. Momma started playing with my nipples, tweaking and rubbing them till they were as hard as diamonds and on fire like the sun. Marcus kept up a fluid motion and hard rhythm . I glanced down and saw that I was taking most of him into me. His thick black penis stretched my pussy lips with every outward pull.
Oh my god oh my god, I started gasping.
This is fucking hot , Faith toned in.
Think my baby girl loves the black cock, Momma approved
All I could do was half moan and nod an affirmative as the thrusting continued. I was beginning to feel faint as Marcus had his way with my pussy. Each thrust in I could feel him hit a magic spot in me, and I knew I close to cumming. Faith snuck her hand in between us and started rubbing my clit.
That was the final straw and my legs shot out and I shook through an intense orgasm. It rolled from my crotch all the way up to my head and down again. Marcus softly laughed and began fucking me even harder. Faith jumped in and pushed her head to my crotch and started teasing my clit as Marcus fucked me. Marcus big hands grabbed my ankles and spread them wide, he took control of my body like it was his, which essentially it was for now. Momma toyed with my nipples hard all the whilst.
I was a fucktoy for the three of them and I loved it, my head was awash with pleasure and I was completely satisfied. Marcus would now start occasionally pulling his thickness out of me, which made me whine and beg for him to out it back in. But all he was doing was pulling out and letting Faith suck on his dick and lube it up for some more thrusting.
I dont know how long or through how many cums I had gone through, when Marcus started panting and groaning and I could fell his thrusts getting more fervent and earnest. He was sweating hard and I knew he was going to cum soon too
Thats it Marcus, cum for me, cum in me, I encouraged him
Yeah, fuck that slut, shoot your jizz in her, Faith encouraged.
Momma got behind Marcus, and though I couldnt see it Faith would tell me later she was playing with his balls, Tickling and caressing them. Trying to cox the cum out of them and into me.
Yes Marcus, cum in my daughter, fill her up
Shit, shit shit shit! Marcus closed his eyes and moaned.
He started really pounding away at me. My mouth opened in a noiseless scream as Marcus started bottoming out in me. His entire girth pounding into my enflamed cunt. Every inch slammed into me and I knew I was going to be sore in the morning, but I just couldnt stop cumming like a freight train
Then it happened, with one final thrust Marcus pushed hard into me and ground his hips against mine. I could feel him pulsate inside me and loads of hot wet warmth filled my pussy, as he dumped a big load in me. This made me cum once again, I was going off like fireworks. I loved being his cum bucket at this point, knowing his seed was deep in me made it all worthwhile. Faith pulled her head out and Marcus lay on top of me. He kissed me deep and tenderly. I absolutely adored this hung black stud, but at the back of my mind I knew I would adore anyone who could fuck me like this.
Slowly Marcus pulled out of me, I hated that feeling of emptiness. My pussy still throbbed from its incredible pounding. Momma moved quickly in between my thighs. She began to ever so tenderly lick up all the cum that had dripped out of my cunt, then started softly eating me out trying to clean me up with her tongue.
Faith on the other hand had merely scooted over to Marcus big dick and was sucking him clean herself. Licking his balls and shaft like a lolipop, Im pretty sure she was just trying to get him hard.
Momma slided her body up against mine and moved up to my face. We kissed and I loved the taste of Marcus spunk in her mouth. This was what sex was supposed to be like I figured, hot and juicy and shared amongst friends. Our tongues rolled around each other .
I love you Momma, thank you, I said hugging her close
Im so proud of my baby girl
We both lay down side by side and watched Faith suck Marcus dick. A couple times Marcus tried getting away, wanting to clean up but Faith would have none of it. It was kind of funny to watch, my friend sure had a stubborn head on her shoulders and eventually Marcus just let my redhead amiga have her way with his slowly deflating cock.
Momma and I got out of bed and headed to the shower ourselves. Momma gently washed me clean and we began to girl chat abit as we refreshed ourselves
Momma then told me the most interesting story, it was more of a huge expansion on what she told me earlier before my thorough pounding. The women side of the bloodline seemed to be sluts all the way through. Her momma had caught her with another girl as well and had initiated her into sapphic love and had shared many lovers with her as well. Momma was a hippie and a firm believer in the free love movement after that, and she seemed to have spent a lot of time with the Black Panthers as a fucktoy. Her Momma had been a USO girl and kept the troops on leave very satisfied, and before that my great grandma had been a flapper who liked to frequent the black clubs in the 20s. Hell, she was going to show our genealogy tree and point to when we owned a plantation and she was pretty sure that woman-kin of ours probably kept her slaves satisfied too.
All Momma asked was to keep some ground rules, no trying to steal men= sharing was better if nessecary. If I wanted to get my slut on I had to let her know where I was to be safe. And of course she was going to teach me how to improve my slut skills. I was thrilled to realize I was no longer alone in my dirty thoughts.
We got out of the shower and heard Faith grunting and swearing up a storm, encouraging Marcus to fuck her and fuck her hard with his big fat cock. We looked at each other and laughed and headed back into the bedroom.
It seems as though Faith had gotten Marcus hard again and he was on top of her pounding hard into her. Faith was nearly bent in half with her ankles around her ears as Marcus mercilessly pounded the shit out of her. Hot wet slapping sounds resounded around the room as his balls smacked up against her upturned thighs.
Momma and I got on the bed and lay on our sides, Momma spooning up behind me and watched the show. Her fingers snaking their way down my body to my pussy and lightly toying with my clit. It was delicious getting to watch a real live sex show
After about 15 minutes of watching my best friends world get rocked, all the while she encouraged him on with filthy nasty talk. Telling him to fill her up with his black dick, to flood her pussy with his jizz. Shit, Faith had quite the potty mouth on her. Marcus finally groaned and let loose inside her.
He pulled out and left Faith panting , flushed and limp. I crawled between her legs and did what my Momma had shown me and ate the spunk as well as I could out of my best friend. And then I crawled up ad shared some of my what I found, mouth to mouth.
Marcus once again tried getting away, claiming he just couldnt cum again but we didnt buy it. The three of us descended on his cock and started licking and sucking every part we could. There was always a mouth on his shaft , balls and cock head at all times. After about 20 minutes of this, Momma and I got tired and our jaws sore a bit. Faith was still gung ho and had him half way hard again.
Momma lay me down and crawled over me, her thighs nestled over my head and she pushed her crotch into my face. And she pushed her face into my pussy as well, and we descended into a wickedly nice 69 position.
Watching us pleasure each other was enough apparently to get Marcus hard one last time, and within 10 minutes there he was. Marcus knelt behind Momma and I got to see a close-hand look of him pushing his big black cock into Mommas pussy merely inches away. I would snaked my tongue out and lick his hot salty balls as he pushed into her.
Marcus fucked Momma just as earnestly as he fucked both Faith and I . His balls slapped up against her upturned ass and against my face at every thrust. I couldnt escape my position but I wouldnt want to either. Eventually after maybe 20 minuets of fucking he let go of his final dose of cum into my Mommas pussy and slowly pulled out.
Momma eased back and all but sat on my face and let me eat the cum out of her as a lot dripped out. Marcus finally managed to get away this time, claiming he had to get home and recover as there was no way he could come again, and that his cock was no way too sore.
Us girls laughed and each gave him a kiss goodbye, we then crawled under the sheets together. The room absolutely stinking of sweat. Momma in the middle and Faith and I on either side of her.
You are the best neighbors in the world, Faith said nestling into one of Mommas big boobs.
I nestled into the other and couldnt help but think that things couldnt get much better as I drifted off to a very satisfied sleep.
It turns out I was once again wrong.
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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...
SeductionCharity 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...
"That lady who escorted you here – Ruth I think you said her name was; can she sign an affidavit that there was no such intent?" "I expect so. There were a group of ladies involved in getting me and the girls together. They called themselves Malan mothers." Mrs Mboya's eyebrows lifted. "Ah. So that is who that lady is; one of the five Malan mothers? Derek – what is your surname, boy?" "Dearden, ma'am." "Mr Dearden, you have struck lucky. These ladies recently became famous in...
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 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...
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...
"Freda, what is your husband doing with this girl? Is he intending to marry her?" "Eh? How would I know? I haven't spoken with him. I don't really want to know what he is up to with her." "Oh. I see. It was just that ... if he actually wanted to marry her, he would have to get your approval, wouldn't he?" "My approval? Don't be daft, Margo! Why would I consent to that? I haven't even divorced him yet." "Divorce? How do you mean, Freda?" "Well, I haven't got around to...
"You ran your own business? I had the impression you worked for a bank on Earth!" "Not quite. I saved most of my pay during enlistment, so I had a basis for starting a business operation. I set myself up as a money-lender at reasonable rates, to be a benefit to the community I came from. I undercut all the commercial competition and became the lender of choice for practically everyone in the area. Once I could afford to branch out, I helped people to set up their own local businesses, and...
Esme rounded on her. "Marjory, girl, you have just GOT to tell us what that was all about! It sounded so weird, what you were saying, that we must know what the other end was. It sounded like your fella was on his knees!" Marjory started to tell her sad tale, about falling for her Derek, and making love with him, in the expectation that he was the love of her life and they would get married eventually. She had had a series of shocks. It was a shock to discover how unyielding her parents...
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....
He waited, then listened to a reply. "Right. Thank you. Please note that he is about to be arrested, so we don not want him leaving." He closed the call. "Thanks, Ruth, for reminding me. He will not be able to leave now. Now we just hav e to pick him up. Where will he be?" "This time of day? Probably heading out for his evening meal, either at home or in a restaurant. Do we know if he is married?" "The data we got for him does not mention any spouse, so presumably not," replied...
"You may be right about us humans, but The Personalia have blossomed too. They have become more involved with Earth as time has gone on. They have adapted to capitalism with a vengeance. They own a number of business on Earth, and have almost entirely monopolised the audit sector of business: numbers are their forte, you see, and they have established a reputation for probity. I have heard rumours of them pursuing criminals and removing their stolen assets: much more effective than jailing...
The professor wanted to see the fish market and meet some fishermen, so Tom got permission from his boss – his wife - to escort her there and make the introductions. The market was simply an area next to the harbour, with a few stalls erected to protect the catches from the sunshine – on the days when it was sunny. Otherwise it was to shelter the fish from the drying winds from onshore. Tom explained that you had to time your visit correctly. If you arrived just as the fisherman came...
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...
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...
Fearn, if you would dispense the tea, and I pour the coffee, Nargo can assist with the milk jug. Right, girls?" Fearn and Nargo did a 'high five' and proceeded with their tasks, while the adults admired their dedication to these duties. As soon as the drinks were poured, Esme sent Nargo and Fearn to bring in the plates of scones, pancakes, and decorated cupcakes. Esme explained to her guests that while she had baked the scones last night, Fearn had done most of the pancakes and cupcakes...
He got back to Ian and told him what he had found. They decided that Dearden should be interviewed, smartish. They asked colleagues at Coventry to start with a preliminary interview, if he could be found at the university. He was located there, so the local police went and pulled him out of his class, and invited him, with some pressure, to the station for a recorded interview. He looked more puzzled than worried, at the start, but they refused to speak to him about possible accusations...
"I see. Then you should try Trevor Defreitas, CEO of Rehome Deliveries. He has recently become chairman of the Circle, so should know what's what, and where the bodies are buried." Taking that on board, Esme phoned Rehome Deliveries and asked for him, as Chair of Metropolis Business Circle. He was soon on the line. "What can we of the Business Circle do for you, Ma'am?" She said carefully, "We of the Bank of Rehome are considering a loan request from Mr Thomas Carson, a local...
Finally, here are the next two exciting chapters in my on-going saga. I want to thank reviewer 'anon' for his comment on 9/23/10 for inspiring me to finally get these chapters finished. I'd been just short of half done with these chapters for the better part of a year but between lack of initiative and wondering if anyone even cared if I kept going I'd just sort of let it fall through the cracks. I apologize to any readers that thought I'd given up on this series and just want to point...
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...
"Miss Proctor, may I call you Ruth? I was under the apprehension that your talent lay in undercover situations. Your attire does not give that impression to me. Have you any explanation?" Ruth looked surprised. "Sorry, Madam. I was given to believe that this was a business meeting, to discuss a new task. I dressed accordingly. When it comes to my work, I will dress appropriately for that environment." "Ah. That is all right, then. I unfortunately assumed that this was your normal mode...
This story took a while and numerous rewrites to get where I wanted it to be. Yes, it is somewhat long, but I believe that it's a good demonstration of how a character can easily change without even noticing it him/herself. There was a lot of effort to build the characters in an easily accessible way. Let me know what you think. This story is inspired by the story Changes by Trick over at http://www.mcstories.com/ChangesTrick/ChangesTrick.html. Go ahead and read that story as well....
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...
Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...
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...
"Good grief, girl, no. You surely have heard about foreplay? Stand up and show yourself, still in bra and panties, and invite him to come and kiss you, to fondle you, to run his hands all over your body, and then let him take off your undies. Make it a pleasure for him; a few soft gasps of pleasure from you, real or simulated, would also help, my dear. Allow him to run his hands over your breasts, and your pussy – I assume you bathed this morning – and let him excite your clit with his...
When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
It had been three months since that fateful encounter with the erotic truffle, which had afflicted village schoolteacher Trevor Defreitas, Annabel Montford, a former pupil of his on Earth, her two younger sisters Tracy and Dinah, and their tour guide, Amelia Cross. That accidental exposure, in a shared meal, led to a night of drug-fuelled sex between Trevor and all four girls. Afterwards, upon considerable reflection, the girls realised that apart from all three sisters losing their...
George and Marina helped Georgina clear out her flat. Most of what she kept were pieces of inexpensive jewellery that she liked; her photograph albums; and mementos of Amelia’s childhood. George declared that it would be easy to copy the photos on to a digital file and keep them on a memorystick, as well as being available on her phone. They decided to deal with that on George’s computer at home. Georgina asked, “George, can we eliminate my late husband from some of the photos, when we put...
Bob Kempe, the Governor of Rehome colony, was at his office when he received an unexpected call from the Personalia. “Governor, we have been analysing some of the statistical data that is compiled in major countries on Earth, and we have observed that there is a set of trends which may interest you. The statistics on crime contain data on assaults within families, and in recent months this has begun to decline, to an extent that indicates this to be a real effect and not a statistical...