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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 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 night when Bill and Denny had deflowered me, both my pussy and my ass. I was also sated, for the first time in the last couple days I wasnt feverish around Momma. I finally had gotten a taste of her as well in last nights debauchery, albeit she was drunk and obviously didnt remember what had happened. I had my cake and ate her too.

The rest of the day was quiet, we had brunch, and hung out a bit. The trailer was very quiet that day as we both recovered on our own way. I dont think we spoke more then a dozen sentences to each other the entire day, Momma and I were very comfortable in this silence. It was rather nice. Heck, we both hit the sack early and I had the first good nights sleep in what I thought was ages.

Monday morning came and I had survived the weekend, I had even managed to recover from my sexual ordeal for the most part. But my ass was still rather tender from the two big black cocks that pounded the hell out of it. And I woke up horny, it was only Monday though and I doubted Momma was going to bring home some men for me to sneakily on the side. I suppose I would have to settle for masturbation.

I woke up and diddled myself for an hour or two before eventually getting out of my room and facing the world, but Momma was already gone. There was a note on the kitchen table from her, in it she wrote that she was going into the city today to get some stuff for her boss and to pick up the special order bras for me.

This was very good news for me, I was tired of having to tape my boobs down with gauze to give them support, or having to wear bras whose cups were far too small for me. You see, I am a busty woman, always have been. I started blossoming when I was 12 and it seemed they grew huger every day. At 16 I was already a 32F. Yes, you read that right..32 F. Tiny body, huge comic book sized breasts. Fortunately for me, they never got any bigger as I grew older. Except when I was pregnant with the twins. The constant backaches and underwires digging into me were a daily nightmare ..but hopefully with the new bras it would be a thing of the past.

That left the entire day to myself , but there was only so much cleaning and watching TV one could do before getting completely bored. So I decided to sit out on our little deck and read a book. I had just settled into reading Wuthering Heights when the next step of my journey boldly announced itself.

Yelling and screaming erupted in the trailer across the road from us, it was bit ramshackle in comparison to ours, with a Confederate flag decorating the side. The voices were a man and a younger feminine voice screaming at each other. This wasnt entirely new, I had heard them yelling before. Mainly the man calling the younger voice a slut, the younger feminine voice calling him a fat drunk lazy prick. This time was no different.

Except this time, the door burst open and the bearer of the younger feminine voice came stomping out. She was easily my age and very pretty. Flaming red hair, pale skin dotted with freckle with almost a tomboyish figure. He hair was in pigtails and she wore daisy duke denim shorts, a tied off top and was wearing what would be called shit-kicker boots.
Fuck you, you inbred pig, Ill see who I want, when I want!!! She cursed over her shoulder

She went to the couple steps that led off their little deck and sat down on it. She fished a pack of cigarettes out of her pocket and lit one up. Beside her was a cooler sitting on the deck, she opened it and pulled out a can of beer which she proceeded to take a log swig of. She then looked up and across the lane at me.

What the hell you looking at Big Tits?, the redhead said staring at me

I was in a bathing suit tanning at the same time, so it was a little hard to conceal what she was talking about. I closed my book and almost subconscious tried to cover my boobs with them, but you would have needed a road map to cover my bust.

I looked over my sunglasses and said meekly if politely, Im sorry, was just seeing if you were okay.

She took a drag off her smoke and said , Yeah, Im fine&hellip,..thanks

The redhead said thanks almost as if she wasnt used to saying very often, or at least earnestly. We sat there silently for a moment , then the redhead took a swig off the beer can. I suppose my concerns about being trailer park trash were somewhat overblown, if there was trailer park trash, it was staring at me.

Youre the new girl here, living with Dee, right? , the redhead asked

Yes, my name is Charity, Charity Jones, pleased to meet you. I said politely again

The redhead smiled at this as if there was a laugh behind the lips. She was rather pretty when she smiled I thought.

Faith, Faith OReilly, guess Im pleased to meet you too, the redhead introduced herself enunciating the * pleased to meet you* distinctly as if trying to caricaturize it.

With that, Faith grabbed the cooler and walked over plain as day to our deck and sat down in the deck chair next my beach lounger. She sat down and extended her hand to me. I took her hand and we shook politely.

Close up Faith was rather attractive, with cute freckles along her nose and the most brilliantly sparkling green eyes I had ever seen. She ahd a girlish figure after all, she was just rather toned and smaller busted then myself. Faith obviously kept herself working hard, yet her hands were very soft..and firm.

So, youre Dees kid, must be fucked up finding your long lost mother and shit, she asked

Clearly Faith wasnt one for pulling punches. Crass as she was, I knew right away the I liked her.

It definitely is weird, Im still trying to adjust. , I answered right back

Yeah, if my Mom ever came back and took me away, I dont know&hellip,, Faith trailed off looking blankly at her home across the lane, fuck it..

We sat there in an awkward silence for awhile, Faith took a swig of her beer and emptied it and reached into the cooler and pulled out another. She offered me one, but I politely shook my head.

No thank you, I have my iced tea, I demurred

Iced tea? Oh come on, dont be a pussy, have a beer. Faith was rather insistent and tossed me a can.

I caught it and opened it, a little bit sprayed out on my chest.
Shit, sorry about that Fait said and fished out a handkerchief from her back pocket and bold as you can be, proceeded to wipe the beer off my boobs. My eyes bugged out and I had to laugh, this gal was certainly bold

Damn you got big titties girl Fait said putting back her handkerchief, wish I had a set of jugs like that

Even with the redness in my cheeks I smiled and responded, Theyre more trouble then theyre worth, back aches, tops that barely fit, etcetera

Shit girl, but you can get what you want with those boobs, dont underestimate the power of big boobs over the minds of men>,

We both laughed and sipped at our beers. Faith was right, I had seen it growing up with the ditzes at my fathers events. The women were usually stupid as dirt, but they could smile and show cleavage and the busty chicks could get whatever they want. I certainly wasnt stupid and I was definitely bigger then most of those bimbos, it gave me food for thought

We chatted and drank away at our beers and got to know each other a bit better. While we had big differences we found we had the same sense of humour and we both had fucked up family lives. I obviously didnt tell her about wanting to fuck my Momma, but I told her about my manipulative fathers lies and the jail and having to move. In turn Faith told me that her father was a drunk racist pig and her Mother had left him a few years back. We both watched the same soaps and she was really into classical literature herself as well.

Faith pulled out a home rolled cigarette and lit it up and took a deep drag. Faith held the smoke in her lungs and then expelled it. The smoke was rather pungent with an almost spicy spell to it, she then handed it to me.

What is it? I asked curious

Mary Jane , Faith said still holding it out

Whats Mary Jane? I asked cautiously taking the cigarette.

Pot, weed, marijuana Faith said, are you saying you never had it before?

No, I meekly answered embarrassed at my lack of experience

Try it, its a good way time to kill time in this shithole.

Considering the new experiences of the last few days I didnt even think about twice about taking a puff on the joint. Instantly I started gagging and coughing. It made my eyes water. I couldnt figure out what the huge appeal to this was. Faith just laughed and took a drag herself

Just give it a couple minutes Faith said smiling

She was right, it hit me quick. My eyes grew a bit heavy and felt like I was floating just a little bit and everything just felt so good. Whatever awkwardness I may have had was quickly gone and I felt plain old groovy.

Wow, I said with a stupid smile on my face.

Yeah, its good shit

We sat there for awhile passing the joint back and forth then sipping on our beers. It wasnt a bad way to spend a day I was thinking, Faith did have a good point. I looked at herr and saw her eyes were just as heavily lidded as mind and a bit red. She had a lovely oval face and her lips were full and ruby red. Like two big cherries. Faith looked back at me and smiled .

Then Faith leaned over and kissed me. Smack full on the lips. I was startled for a moment and almost pulled back, but suddenly realized I wanted her to kiss me. I wrapped my arm around her neck and pulled her close. Faith pushed my lips open with her tongue and pushed it deep in my mouth lashing her tongue on mine. We hotly kissed and I pulled Faith even closer into me.

Thats when Faith toppled over me and since I hadnt let her go we both went toppling over, knocking my lounge chair over in the process. The beers in our hands quickly decorated us and we collapsed on the deck nearly falling off it. She was on top of me and we just started laughing hysterically and couldnt stop. Faith started kissing me again but I pulled my head away.

We should, like,,umm..go inside or something I tried reasoning in my baked state.

Good idea Faith laughed and struggled to her feet pulling me up with her.

I led Faith inside knowing full well where this was going. Once inside Faith pulled me close to her and started tonguing my mouth hard, I was all but beginning to melt. Damn this girl could kiss. She defltly undid my bikini top and I felt her hands go to my breasts. She knew what she wanted and was clearly no stranger.

You stink like beer, lets go have a shower , Faith whispered in my ear.

Uh-huh was all I could muster as Faiths fingers went straight to my nipples.

She pinched my nipples between her thumb and index finger lightly but firmly. It sent a spark through me and shivers down my spine. Then just as quickly she let go. I motioned towards where the bathroom was and she headed straight there.

Once inside the washroom Faith wasted no time getting undressed. She had a lithe body, fit from exercise and pert little breasts. Her skin was a creamy white, I dont know how she managed not getting a tan in this climate though. Her red hair a s hocking contrast to the rest of her body. She quickly ran the taps as I got undressed too, having no fear of my sexuality since Saturday nights adventure.

Fuck you have a sexy body Faith said

I turned to her and saw her leaning against the shower wall playing with herself. One hand rubbing her clit and the other tugging hard on a nipple. The spray of water made her glisten . I stepped and leaned into Faith to give her a hot kiss. Faith pulled me in close by my ass gripping both cheeks in her hands as our tongues fought vigorously together. Her nipples were rock hard and pressed into my ample bust.

She swiftly gripped by in one hand by the hair and pulled my head back and start kissing and nibbling on my neck. She was so in control right now and I loved it. Shivers ran through me as she took my body for a spin. She bent her head down and then grabbed one of my heavy breasts and flicked a nipple hard with her tongue. It sent a jolt through me and I pulled her head in closer. Faith went crazy for my big tits, mauling them sucking hard on my nipples , rubbing her face on them. She even made be laugh when she pushed her head between them in what she later called motor boarding.

Then Faith went down on my body and then went down on me. I gasped as I felt the redheads tongue nestle right into my cleft, her tongue hungrily lapping at my pussy. Her lips found my clit and begain to suck hard, flicking her tongue around it and over it like chainsaw. I gripped the shower road and began to shake as I came all over Faiths face. I gasped and moaned as my redheaded friend took me to new heights. She then pushed a finger between my folds and deep into me, she twisted and curved her finger and started thrusting in just the right magical spot.I thought the fellas from Saturday were good but Faith was amazing.
I eventually came back to reality as Faith made her way back up my body kissing my all over on the way up. She kissed me hard and then softly.

That was amazing, I whispered to her

Lets get to bed, I want to see that blonde head between my legs , Faith said

We turned off the shower and got out of the tub. Not even bothering to dry off. I led her to my bedroom and she quickly pounced on the bed. Faith pushed all the teddy bears off the bed and lay back on the bed. She propped up herself up on some pillows and stretched her thighs wide.

Alright Charity, get on this bed and eat my pussy.

Music to my ears. I crawled up in the bed and in between Faiths thighs. Unlike Mom she had a full red bush and I began to understand the appeal of shaving. I kissed the inside of either thigh, feeling her muscles get taught in anticipation and made my to her pussy. The lips were inflamed and Faith subtly grinded her hips towards me. II moved forward and kissed her clit like a long lost lover.

Thats nice, Faith sighed

I teased with my lips and alternatively flicking her with my tongue. I lashed her folds with the tip of my tongue and went back to flicking her clit like a cat toy. Faith grunted and groaned under my ministrations.

Suck my clit, Faith told me

I listened to her as I was still new to this girl/girl thing and sucked her clit hard between my lips and started slurping at her clit with my tongue as well. She grunted and bucked and gripped the back of my head and thrust my face into her now sopping pussy. Her juices began overflowing and I found myself having to swallow her juices as they flooded into my mouth. It was hot and sweaty and sticky and juicy. I loved it.

I pushed an index finger into her and could feel her pussy contract around it like a vice, I tried the trick she did on me and curled my finger up and started thrusting it back and forth in and out of her. Faith began to shake and quiver and her legs tightened

Oh fuck oh fuck cummmmmmming Faith moaned

And did she ever, Faiths legs shot out and I started thrusting my digit harder and hand harder into her. She shook , she groaned, he back arched. Finally she collapsed.

I softly gave her pussy a few more laps and came up and cuddled beside her. Faith stroked my hair and pulled me close.

That was amazing , thank you Charity

You are so welcome, Faith.

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Faith had recovered some weed from her shorts and we were laying on my bed naked sharing a joint, stark naked. Faith lay behind me and I was between her legs laying against her torso. She kept toying with my breasts, trying to cup them in her hands as we talked.The occasional nipple tweaks were naughty too.

Just so you know, Im not a dyke, Faith told me matter-of-factly.

Me either, I said taking a puff and passing it back
I love pussy, but I really love the cock, she said as if having to defend herself

Who doesnt? I giggled and handed her the joint.

Faith took a deep drag and ashed off a bit in an empty beer can we were using as an ashtray.

How many guys have you fucked? she asked

Two, I answered, how about you?

Five another puff and a pass

Five? Wow, she was experienced .I felt like I had to say something to impress her, I didnt want her to think I was some backwards kiddy. The things we say or do under peer pressure still make me shake my head, but I was a teen after all.

Yeah, but my two guys were a threesome I smirked

Faith all but sat up bolt upright, No fucking way!!

Yes way I smugly replied

Losing your cheery in a threesome, totally fucking hot, you lucky bitch.

Thank you&hellip, Ow!

She had pinched my nipple for being so cheeky.

Yeah, but one of my guys was a guy with a big fucking cock

Both my guys were black guys with huge cocks..and we fucked in my Mommas bed

Faith laughed and then said , Wait a sec..youve been here a week and you fucked two guys in your Moms bed. Shit girl, you are a slut

Not yet

We both laughed and kissed again and Faith started fondling me and we were about to get busy again, when she broke away and said

I want to fuck you where you got your cherry popped

Bad girl, I thought to myself. I explained to Faith that Momma always kept her door locked and there was no way in. She got out of bed and told me that she had yet to meet a household lock that she couldnt get past. I couldnt stop her if I tried. So I followed Faith into the hallway.

All Faith did was use a bobby pin from her hair which was still bound in the pig tails and wiggled it around in the lock. Mommas bedroom was dark and lush as before. The zebra print on the bed. The big TV. This time I looked around and noticed the mirror on the ceiling above the bed and the video camera on a tri-pod facing the bed.

Your Momma has a fuck pad Faith said bounding onto the bed and almost rolling off the bed as it sloshed under her.

I hesitantly joined her on the bed, but Faith was being a nosy little busybody. She told me that you dont get chances like this all the time and found a couple remote controls. She flicked on the tv and then flicked on the VCR. She even managed to turn on the tape.

The last thing being we saw on the tape was seeing Denny walk over to the camera and from what I guessed , turning it off.

Ooooh..looks like we got a show, Faith said rewinding it

It took me a couple seconds to realize what Faith was actually rewinding. It was clear that Momma had taped her last fuck session , but I was in it! I tried wrestling the controller away from Faith but she kept teasing it, I was getting desperate but after about 20 seconds of rewinding she managed to hit the play button.

Oh. My. God. Faith clearly announced the words in a state of shock.

I glanced at the screen and my worst fears came true. There I was, nestled between Mommas thighs eating her pussy out like a mad woman, Denny and Bill were in the foreground stroking their big black dicks. This was it, my secret was out and I was going to sent to jail or to an asylum. This was horrible.

That is so fucking hot, shit you and your Mom are sexy bitches

The words didnt make sense, she should have flipped out. I opened my eyes and saw Faith kneeling on the bed watching my sex session with Momma and the boys. Not only that but my new redhead friend was playing with herself as she watched.

You just love that pussy she was saying to me transfixed on the screen

You dont think Im a freak I meekly asked

Faith hugged me close Hell no, Ive been lusting after your Mom for years

We both laughed at this and I felt a weight began to lift off my shoulders, and Faith continued

Besides, you didnt even know she existed till a couple weeks ago, its freaking incest , yes, but you hardly know the woman..why not fuck her.

We both laughed again and Faith pulled me on to the bed to watch the show. We propped ourselves up on some pillows and watched the show. Faith stretched an arm between down between my legs, and I did the same to her and we slowly teased each others pussies and watched my fuck session. Faith really got juicy and wet when Denny and Bill started fucking me again and I felt her shake and cum under my fingers as she watched them fuck me.

Fuck , look at those dicks..what I would give for some black dick.

I guess I wasnt the only slut in the room. I looked around to grab my beer, not realizing I hadnt brought it in when I noticed something on a nightstand by the bed. It was a big black latex dildo with two ends. I pulled it off the nightstand and rubbed it across Faiths pussy.

A black dick like this?

Oh fuck yes!, Faith exclaimed grabbing it from me.

It was quite flexible we noticed as it bended a bit when Faith grabbed it , and a wicked smile spread across her face.She got up and and straddled me and grabbed the dildo and bent it in a curve and slowly pushed one of the fake cocks heads into her pussy with a groan. Then she did something naughty..
Gripping the base middle of the dildo, she got between our thighs scissor-style and pushed the other dildo cockhead into me.

Then Faith started pushing the latex dick into me and with every thrust she in turn was also getting her end of the dildo pushing into her wet depths. This was nasty and a lot of fun. She kept a firm grip of the middle of the dildo and another on one my legs for traction. And she began to fuck me with that cock.

All the whilst she started talking dirty to me, asking me if I liked fucking her big dick. All I could was moan and make agreement sounds as she really began to have her way with me. So I decided to return that favour.

Dont you love having a big black dick in you, I moaned back to her.

That set her off, I saw Faith shake in her tell-tale way of cumming so I kept it up.

Ride that big black cock bitch I hissed up at her.

Faiths mouth opened in a noiseless O as she came and then fell back on the bed. But this time it was my turn to have my way with her. I pushed her onto her back and started thrusting the dick into her, calling her a white slut that wanted a black cock. This sent her over the edge and I trembled through a few mini-cums myself. When she started going limp on me I stopped and pulled our cock out of her and myself. I straddled her chest and placed the dildo between her my legs and looked down at her.

Suck my cock bitch I said pushing the latex cock head to her mouth

The look on Faiths face was priceless and absolutely obedient as she sucked on the black cock head, licking all of her own pussy juices of the latex length. When I felt she was done I pulled away and lay down on the bed beside her.

That was intense, Faith sighed nuzzling into my breasts

We should find some guys to fuck together, I suggested

Totally , Faith agreed.

Were taking this tape so my Momma doesnt find out what I did to her

She doesnt remember?

Nope, too fucking drunk

Faith mulled on this for a second then came out and said , You totally have to fuck her

Yeah, I do, I just dont know how, I answered

You dont know how yet..Ill help Faith kissed me softly

I kissed her softly back then said, Thank you, I guess I just gotta have faith.

End of part 3

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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 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...

1 year ago
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Gotta have Faithe

Everything seemed oddly out of place this Wednesday evening as I intently watched Faithe lost in thought; staring into the food well at “The Mongolian Spirit.” We had enjoyed nearly seven and a half months of saying things to each other that could land you in jail in most states, but her distraction tonight was one laden with guilt. In moments like these I cursed the intuitive nature bestowed upon me at birth as my inner demons began their battle deep within my soul. Inevitably the “bad angel”...

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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...

2 years ago
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Charity Has its Rewards

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

Straight Sex
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Charity begins at home Part 2

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...

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Have Faith

Have Faith by captv8td [email protected] 1Faith grumbled again as she turned off the freeway and onto the side streets.  She was not going to like her summer vacation at all.At eighteen, Faith had just finished her freshman year of college.  Most of her friends were going to be enjoying themselves at the beach for the next three months.  That was her first choice too.  She wanted to get a nice tan and have some fun.Here parents were the spoilsports, however.  They insisted that she...

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MAUThe Slayer 2 The New Faith

MAU: TheSlayer2 - The New Faith This is a continuation of MUA: The Slayer and it is best if you read that story before this one. If you insist on going forward without reading The Slayer first, I have included a very condensed "cliff note" version below, but reading the Slayer is still recommended. The short version of The Slayer. A hospital orderly named Dan Stevens watches unseen as Agents B & W interview a user of a Morphic Adaptation Unit in a mental institute who is...

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Have a Bit of Faith

Have a Bit of Faith by captv8td [email protected] 1She kept her eyes on the road but her mind was racing in all different directions.  She mentally looked behind her at all of the steps she had taken to prepare for the summer.  And she looked ahead to the schedule in her mind all of the steps that remained.  She also looked ahead to the long weekend before her.It was not summer yet.  She still had six months to wait for that.  But Faith was not about to make the same mistake this...

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Faith

Faith or, How I learned to love a Witch. This is a sequel to my story "The Witch, the Warlock and me." If you haven't, you might want to read it to find out about a few of the characters in this story. ---------------------------------------------------------- 1. A first meeting. My name is Carl and during the break between my junior and senior years in college, I'd taken a drive to a little town on the ocean about an hour from campus. I was walking...

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Chasing Faith

After too long a time spent making their lungs bleed and legs beg for death, the pair saw no flashlight and heard no voice. Without a word needed, they slowed their pace, and eventually came to a stop, praising their lucky stars they were around each other. They wanted absolute quiet so that they could listen to see if they were still followed by a stealthy stalker, but their breathing overshadowed their attempt to scan the surrounding darkness for an auditory clue. In the darkness, they...

3 years ago
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Chasing Faith

It was too dark outside to see anything. All you could do was hear. The footsteps, the heavy breathing, the panic as the duo ran for their lives. Darkness was preferred – light meant flashlights, and that meant that the very people they were running from were catching up to them. They knew not where they were running to, just who and what they were running from.After too long a time spent making their lungs bleed and legs beg for death, the pair saw no flashlight and heard no voice. Without a...

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Chasing Faith

It was too dark outside to see anything. All you could do was hear. The footsteps, the heavy breathing, the panic as the duo ran for their lives. Darkness was preferred – light meant flashlights, and that meant that the very people they were running from were catching up to them. They knew not where they were running to, just who and what they were running from.After too long a time spent making their lungs bleed and legs beg for death, the pair saw no flashlight and heard no voice. Without a...

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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...

3 years ago
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Pure pleasure seeker buffy faith

Buffy's lungs were burning from exertion. She'd never run so hard and fast in her life. Even when it felt like her legs were going to buckle, the pain shooting up her shins, somehow they kept pounding the tarmac of their own volition. All she could see was Faith's hair like a dark cape whipping behind her as she ran. God knows how far they'd gone but the totalled squad car was far behind them and they were sprinting into an unfamiliar part of town. Faith seemed to know where she was going...

3 years ago
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Chasing Faith

It was too dark outside to see anything. All you could do was hear. The footsteps, the heavy breathing, the panic as the duo ran for their lives. Darkness was preferred – light meant flashlights, and that meant that the very people they were running from were catching up to them. They knew not where they were running to, just who and what they were running from. After too long a time spent making their lungs bleed and legs beg for death, the pair saw no flashlight and heard no voice. Without a...

3 years ago
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Faith

The Tuscan sun was quietly burning off the last wisps of grey morning mist from around the rising cypress spires in the near distance as two cars arrived at the villa, grinding the gravel under their wheels like strong waves breaking on shingle. My mother lifted the palms of her hands towards my face and allowed them to brush the outline of my veil, as though anything more than the lightest touch would cause it to disperse into fine white powder and drift away into eternity. She stood back a...

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Fate Of Faith

FATE OF FAITHBy Sonya Esperanto  [email protected]:About a horny mother who was in need of drugs and had submitted herself as a slave to a friend of her son?s, in exchange for those drugs.STORY:Faith Mc Donald was a very attractive woman. She had long black hair and blue eyes. Men wanted to fuck her, as she had a nice ass and had large breasts. The mother was roughly at the age between 35 to 36, but was still far more attractive than many other mothers, or even younger...

2 years ago
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Having Faith

Have you ever been so attracted to a woman you'd do almost anything to have her? I honestly don't know if women ever feel that instinctive, physical need for sex the way men do but, at the very least, I believe ladies will understand what I mean. Mind you, I'm not talking about that caveman, 'beat her on the head and drag her home’ cliche. That brutally simplistic image is far too crass and no man worth a woman's affection would seriously ponder the idea. No, I’m speaking about a twisting,...

MILF
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Dawn and Faith

Dawn loved to watch the slayers training, they were all so hot but what she really loved was watching faith, a vampire slayer just like her sister buffy, but unlike buffy faith had this exotic side to her that made dawn tingle all over. She loved that faith always wore those leather pants which seem to cling to her body, dawn could tell that faith either didn't wear any panties or if she did they would be so tiny, dawn let out a little moan at the thought of this, she was pretty sure that faith...

3 years ago
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My Cousin Faith

I didn't know many of my cousins on my Dad's side of the family. It was late September and the school year was over and Mom told me that some relatives were coming for a visit next week. She said my Aunt Jody and her daughter Faith would be spending a week with us, I had never met them before and knew nothing about them. The day they arrived I was busy doing my usual thing in my room, looking at girly magazines and enjoying the pleasures of stroking my cock. I was unaware that they had arrived...

4 years ago
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Hope and Faith

Kyle waited for his sister's to arrive. He hadn't seen them in over three months since he was caught with them both in bed. Kyle sat there as the guards of the prison brought in his beautiful sisters Hope and Faith. They walked in smiling immediately as they saw their brother. He still looked sexy as ever with his dark brown hair slightly covering his blue eyes. He was wearing his orange prison suit and his hands were handcuffed. They saw one of the guards uncut him so he could pick up the...

3 years ago
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Have Faith

She hadn’t really been sure what to expect when a few friends from work had asked her to come out and join them for drinks, there was quite the age gap after all, between her and the teaching assistants who had been so insistent she comes out. Part of her had thought it would just be them for the evening, sat around a table chatting and gossiping about work stuff, which, to be fair, they had done for the first hour or so. Then the music had been pumped up, the lights dimmed and the girls...

1 year ago
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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...

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...

2 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,...

2 years ago
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Charity Ball

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....

1 year ago
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Girl Center A Leap of Faith

May not be distributed or posted for a fee. GIRL Center - A Leap of Faith Copyright 2003 By Karen Elizabeth L. Harry and I were as close to brothers as two friends could get; we spent almost all of our free time together, went to the same school, and just like any other boys we got into trouble together. We thought we were just pulling a few pranks here and there, nothing to get all worked up over, but for some reason our parents, teachers, and other adults didn't see things the...

3 years ago
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Mistletoe Buffyfaith

"Hey B, sorry I'm late." I walked inside and hung up my coat. "Here, I got ya some presents..." I handed her the three wrapped parcels. "Thanks Faith, yours is under the tree. You're staying with us tonight, ok?" Buffy looked amazing, her hair was shinning and the top she was wearing just looked... wow. "I-" "You're staying." No argument. "Faith!" Dawn came out of the living room. "Dawn, Happy Christmas!" I gave her a big hug. "I got you a present but you can't open it until tomorrow, ok?"...

3 years ago
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Faith

Author’s Note: I’d like to thank KevH for his outstanding editing skills. His tireless efforts were much appreciated. Also, thanks to Tom Collins for her help and suggestions. * It was cold, bitterly cold as the snow fell sporadically, lightly dusting the street in a white blanket. At least the holidays won’t suck for everyone, Tyler thought cynically. His eyes wandered away from the road to the strip malls he was passing. Christmas used to be his favorite time of the year. He would...

3 years ago
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Charity Work

 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...

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charity

Charity 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...

3 years ago
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Waiting for faith

Waiting for Faith by alexcarr © I live in a block of purpose built retirement flats.We have our own community gardens to keep us pensioners happy as well as a community room where we hold regular functions.Not being the social animal my aim was to settle for a quiet uneventful life, believing all things sexual were long gone. Except for the looking of course and I could always imagine how it was when I was young.But who was I kidding!You see; there are lots of lonely spinsters and widows here....

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Jessica and Faith

At the time me and Faith were both 14. We were pretty simmilar in looks except she was slightly taller than me. We had known each other since we were about 3 years old. When I was about 8 or 9 I realized how attracted I was to her and that I loved her, but I just couldn't work up the courage to act on it. This is the story of the day that we became more than just good friends. "AAHHHHH!! Why won't school just end! I wanna go home for the weekend! "Yeah, I know what you mean." Faith said, "Hey,...

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Charity Slave AuctionChapter 3

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...

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MY FIRST TIME WITH MY AUNT FAITH

I got caught trying to do my 6 year old sister. My aunt Faith showed up on our doorstep one day. She had been living with my aunt Dawn but Aunt Dawns Boyfriend was starting to molest her now. she was living at home but my grandfather was molesting her also. Yes my mothers side of the tree are all into some weird shit. Faith was 13 years old skinny as a rail and maybe 5 foot 2 inches tall. 100 lbs soaking wet, Blondie hair small tits, I'm sure they would grow to a...

3 years ago
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DominionChapter 15 The Weapon of Faith

Lights were scattered throughout the labyrinth like stars, just bright enough to scavenge for supplies while leaving faces masked by darkness. However, much of the labyrinth was pitch black, a death sentence for those who lost their way without a light. There were also sources of running water scattered about to help prevent mass death by dehydration, but were exceptionally hard to find. To actually get one’s bearings was quite impossible, the winding passages tangled together like a mountain...

2 years ago
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Charity Auction

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...

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Charity working has its rewards

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,...

3 years ago
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charity work

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...

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