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BFORE YOU POST, KNOW THIS! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:25 No. 8547 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts] Stickied

ALL REQUESTS FOR STORIES OR STORY CONTENT ARE TO GO IN THIS THREAD! ALL STORY REQUESTS NOT POSTED IN THIS THREAD WILL BE DELETED AND THE POSTER MAY BE BANNED. ALL COMMENTS QUESTIONS, AND OTHER OF THE LIKE ARE TO GO HERE AS WELL! Also, if you don't have constructive comments, keep them to yourself. Or you'll get banned for being an ass. This is not /b/, you have been warned.

Make sure that you check out http://asstr.org or http://storiesonline.net, or any other of the fine erotic literature sites, or GOOGLE IT! THEY MAY HAVE THE STORY ALREADY THERE!…Where ever that may be….Also, any plagiarism will result in a BAN!


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Anonymous 25/11/25(Tue)00:19 No. 28109

>>16434
did someone jnow where to find story 3 of this post?

I think there was a pic of a brunette reverse in cowgirl and that it was hosted on /in/ when it still existed

To not make you click the link just for that here is the text i m refering to

girl storyteller her brother comes into her bed at night because either too cold or storm dont remember reason but brother gets curious and feels up sister while she pretends to sleep he tries to put it in and she says something, brother gets scared but she says it alright decides to let him fuck her.




READ BEFORE POSTING! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:11 No. 8546 [Reply] Locked Stickied

This is a thread for ALL AUTHORS and READERS. Though you are not required to, I would recommend that you save your story in a post able form, this is to ensure that your story stays preserved and that if 7chan is to go down AGAIN. Also, if anyone has something available as far as web space for an archive, please e-mail me at 1subject@live.com.
I also recommend to everyone that you visit us at the IRC at irc.7chan.org in /elit/ channel. Research it and please stop in, any questions you have about well, ANYTHING can be answered there. There are many good different types of IRC clients, some can attach right onto your browser. So find one and set it up.
3litchan is gone as far as I know. Don’t asking nothing more, ‘cause on that subject….I don’t know nothing’, I just work here.
Adios,
Cowboy




AnonyMPC's Phil Phantom Tributes (usually Mg+, lots of inc, extreme) AnonyMPC 16/08/04(Thu)01:19 No. 24543 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Since these are usually shorter and with less of an audience than my regular works, and threads on this board last long periods of time, from now on rather than posting them in individual threads, I'll post all my Phil Phantom Tributes in this thread, sort of like Nicholas Fellheimer's thread.

For my past tributes, or for my other work in general, you can always check out http://www.asstr.org/~AnonyMPC/

PP tributes are my attempt to honor the style of a bygone and extremely prolific author of smut fiction, and also play with plots and themes that I don't think can support and in-depth character examination. They're usually quick, vulgar, unrealistic, and, I hope, fun for some of you.

Next post I'll start with the most recent one.


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Barbados Here We Continue AnonyMPC 25/11/21(Fri)16:43 No. 28106

"I somehow sense it wasn't to warn him away from her."
"No, by then I knew Rhonda wasn’t available and we were going to have to scramble, so, that's when I asked if he'd watch her for the two weeks we're away. Or at least be the responsible adult while his daughter played babysitter. He said he wouldn't feel comfortable doing that unless he had complete authority, that Heather was ordered to follow all his instructions, and he had the right to administer discipline any way he saw fit."
"And you agreed instantly."
"I didn't see a problem with it. It’s almost the same as what we tell her when Rhonda watches her, and I really didn’t want to cancel our vacation. I told him I trusted him to treat her as though she was his own daughter. He liked that."
"I bet."
"But I think he still suspected some kind of setup, so he called his daughter into the room, asked if I'd watch his grandson..."
"..son."
"Both, technically, but only one's legally acknowledged. So he asked me to watch his grandson while he checked to see if his daughter was up to the challenge."
"And?"
"They were only in the next room, and they made no effort to be quiet, so I heard him talk to her about the importance of setting a good example for Heather, that she'd be responsible for making sure Heather abides by his standard rules of the house... no underwear, sleeping naked, open for inspection at all times, how birth control was a sin. She said 'yes daddy,' a few times. Some of them were quite, um... emphatic?"
"You mean he was fucking his own daughter in the next room."
"I have no proof of that, and if asked I would deny that. But I could certainly imagine how somebody might come to that conclusion, from listening to how they interacted. But for all I know, he was just giving her spankings every time she used the F-word... which she also did a lot during the conversation."
"Conversation. You know, I remember that an old-timey word for conversation used to be intercourse?"
"Was it? Very well, let's be old-timey. She said 'fuck' an awful lot during the intercourse with her father. ‘Fuck yes,’ ‘fuck me daddy,’ and so on. I assume the last one was not literal, of course. Still, it did get my imagination going. When their intercourse was done and they came out, I told him I admired his relationship with his daughter, which I think impressed him after sitting out there in the next room and not jumping to conclusions and calling the police or anything."
"As if he was worried about that."
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Barbados Here We Continue AnonyMPC 25/11/21(Fri)18:07 No. 28107

“I…. I didn’t think you knew about that. Bastard swore not to tell a soul.”
“He didn’t. Or at least, he didn’t tell me. But I’m not dumb. His dad married your mom when you were fourteen, so you had a lot of alone time with him, and I know my cock wasn’t the first you sucked. You were too good. Part of the reason I married you, after all. I also didn’t miss how horny you got every time you talked about him and the shit he got away with. It wasn’t anger, it was horniness.”
“Some of it was anger.”
“Okay, some of it was anger. But you got wet too. You got really wet every time you talked about how careful we had to be with Heather around him. Just like you did when talking about the vacation rapes, and that’s part of how I knew you kept wanting to go back. I bet you’re wet right now. Yep. Good thing we’ve got these seatcovers.”
“Not while you’re driving, please. It’s one thing to consider leaving Heather with Scott for two weeks, quite another to leave her an orphan in his care.”
“Just proving my point. I figured it was the same with Scott, your history with him was a mix of good and bad but it made you horny enough to keep from ratting him out. And he was the logical person to have trained you for oral sex. And probably more. Shit, for a while I thought Heather might be his, genetically.”
“I’ve never cheated on you Jim.”
“Yeah. But rapes don’t count as cheating, and as determined as you were that Heather was never alone with him unsupervised, you never completely cut off contact with him.”
“He’s part of my family, technically.”
“So I figured there was a chance Heather was...”
“There was no chance. Not with him. With my stepfather, yes, there was a chance, Mom forced me to thank him privately for paying for the wedding and agreeing to walk me down the aisle—her idea, not mine—and he forced himself on me one last time. But not cheating, rape. Just one I never told you about, I didn’t want to ruin the mood for the wedding. And we confirmed you’re Heather’s father.”
“Oh, I know. Eventually. So do you think your Mom knew what she was setting you up for when she said to thank him?”
“She had to at least consider the possibility. It wasn’t the first time. And you’re wrong, by the way, Scott wasn’t the one who trained me, it was him and his dad together.”
“Yeah, I guess that explains how you already knew how to take two dicks in your mouth back when you were saving my life by surrendering your body. The first time.”
“It’s not rocket science, Jim.”
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Barbados Here We Complete AnonyMPC 25/11/21(Fri)21:10 No. 28108

“And what did you say?”
“I said I thought you were too old for him…. Ow, hey, remember who’s driving! And I didn’t say you were too old, just too old for him, cause of all the stories… but no, he set me straight about his interests and made it clear that all you had to do was wear something around him that signaled that you wanted it and he’d fuck you till you couldn’t walk and were dripping with his baby batter, whether I’d given him the okay or not, even if Heather was watching and begging the load go inside her instead. ‘Your daughter I can turn into a slut any time, but your wife, I might not get that signal again.’”
“And your reaction was...”
“Considering how hard you work to avoid him, I said I could understand that and man-to-man if he got lucky with you, I wouldn’t blame him. And that his plan to spare Heather’s reputation by pretending we had twins had some merit, but there was a chance you’d already be pregnant when you get back. If not, I’d have to discuss it with you.”
“Jim… for there to be that chance…. Did you remember to put my birth control in our carry-on like I asked you?”
“Now that you mention it, it might have slipped my mind.”
“You know, it doesn’t stop working right away.”
“Just as well, I suppose, easier to pass them off as twins if they have the same father. Won’t have to explain why one of them is significantly darker in skin tone. Though that means we may have to let Scott stay for a while after we get back, too, since he probably given Heather the order to go off birth control yet either. But his new house won’t be ready for a month, so he shouldn’t have a problem with staying with us a little longer to ensure Heather’s fertile.”
“God, you’d really let him do that? You were so worried Heather wasn’t yours...”
“A lot’s changed since then. When I had my vasectomy, I thought one-and-done was going to be enough for me. But I also thought fidelity was super-important, and we’ve both grown up a little since we needed to take that first couple’s vacation. We’re in a pretty good place now, and I love being a dad, so why not have a few more kids around? And I sure as hell don’t want to go through an expensive reversal surgery and have to go through all that recovery bullshit, so, why not keep it in the family? The bad blood between you and your brother...”
“Step-brother, who raped me for most of my teen years.”
“Whatever, splitting hairs, and you like rape. Anyway, the bad blood’s lasted too long, and I’d like to have a closer relationship with my niece.”
“Step-niece. And I can picture the kind of relationship you want. Same kind you want with your daughter, in fact.”
“You’ve got such a dirty mind. I bet you’re wet as fuck right now....”
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Hiraeth OP!T1tXaJv9os 19/08/16(Fri)03:09 No. 26149 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Another story I've been working on, I'm posting it while I deal with writer's block on Roommates. Yes, I have about a dozen different stories, three of them full-length novels, all going at the same time. This is the only one that fits in /elit/ though.

Tags: isekai, medieval fantasy, slavery, bondage, sex, interspecies romance, Stockholm syndrome, medieval economics, politics

The following contains scenes of adult situations and graphic violence not suitable for minors. Reader discretion is advised.

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To say I was someone dissatisfied with life is an understatement. I was never a very happy person. As a child, I had few friends, and most of the ones I did have either moved away at some point, or stabbed me in the back. It still irritates to this day, every time I remember how my 'friend' Jason bragged to me about selling his buddy Ron a damaged copy of Tomb Raider he knew didn't work... and he'd actually sold it to me. He wasn't just an asshole for selling me a game he knew was too scratched up to play, he couldn't tell me and Ron apart from each other. We were interchangeable. I'd thought he was my best friend, and that's how little I meant to him.

High school was a drag. I consistently had the highest grades in my class, all while barely putting any effort in. Between my being a nerd and everyone else being jealous of my grades (seriously, I had a straight A average and the second best kid struggled to maintain a B average. The American education system is a joke. School is nothing but a convenient place to warehouse children while their parents are at work, with the added benefit of being government indoctrination centers. The actual education part is a distant second in terms of priority.), I got picked on a lot. I mean, a LOT. The one and only time some asshole tried to get physical with me, I kicked his ass. I'd been taking karate lessons since grade school, but I didn't even use any of that; I just knocked him to the ground after he hit me, then beat his face in with a rock. I, uh, might have gone a little overboard. To be fair, he started it, and I had YEARS of pent up anger and frustration, and I was well and truly sick of his shit by that point. Once I was done being suspended from school (I honestly think the only reason I wasn't expelled was because I had singlehandedly raised the GPA for the entire class and it made them look good), everyone knew what had happened. So they ignored me. Instead of constantly mocking me, messing with my desk, and basically being jerks, they simply pretended I didn't exist. I was fine with that. I just sat in the back of the class and read science fiction and fantasy novels all day; the teachers didn't care, so long as I kept acing the standardized tests they passed around every month or so like holy writ.

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Anonymous 25/09/06(Sat)01:37 No. 28098

Liska is still a good girl.

Does anyone have a link to the roommates story? Took forever for me to find this thread again, been off-and-on reading for years. Also hoping someone can tell me where OP's stories will be posted since asstr bit the dust.


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Anonymous 25/09/12(Fri)19:26 No. 28099

>>28098
Roommates is on page 11.


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/cake/ Hiraeth Image Thread Anonymous 25/10/24(Fri)12:23 No. 28102

Hey OP when you have some time (or if someone else is able) the /cake/ thread is down and in my opinion it's only 70% of the experience if I read this story without checking out that one. Could you upload those images somewhere like mega and link them here?




The Umbrella Hitch (Mg, loli, voy, slow) AnonyMPC 16/07/18(Mon)18:37 No. 24459 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Sometimes people ask if I'm still writing. And I have been... I rarely stop, really, aside from occasional breaks, it just sometimes gets really slow.. And more annoyingly, I've just not been finishing a lot of stuff... some of what I get excited about writing peters out long before it's finished, leaving me with nothing postworthy. Frustrating, as you can imagine... it feels like a lot of writing for nothing, at least unless I get back to finish it one day. And maybe I will.

But at last, I finally have some stuff ready to go, save editing, and this is the first.

Before you ask, no, whatever ongoing project you were about to ask about is not one of the things I have waiting to post... it may well be somewhere in the mass of unfinished stuff piled up on my hard drive.

The Umbrella Hitch by AnonyMPC (Mg,loli, voy, slow)

Chapter One:

Sometimes I wonder if it was Fate after all, because so many events seemed to conspire to put me at that place and at that time, and if even one of them was different on that afternoon, I probably wouldn't have crossed paths with her.

First, there was that I got off work an hour early. One of my co-workers needed to pay for some emergency dental surgery, and most of us were letting him pick up an hour here or there from our shifts. I certainly didn't mind going a little early, although the weather made it complicated. That was the second thing. The best forecasts said it wasn't supposed to rain until the evening. Yet, just after 1pm, it started to drizzle. Ten minutes later, it was going hard. I'm talking torrential downpour. And it all happened just a few minutes before I started on my long walk home from work.

I didn't have my own car. Sometimes I was able to use my mother's, but usually she needed it, and that day I was out of luck. And there are buses, but not in a convenient straight line between my work and home. In order to get from one place to the other, I would have to make several transfers, waiting at each, often in the very weather I'd be trying to avoid. On the whole it took twice as long as just walking, which itself takes about half an hour. It was a pain in the ass and I kept telling myself to quit and try and get a more convenient job, but I didn't want it to reflect badly on my cousin, who recommended me.
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Anonymous 25/04/11(Fri)17:01 No. 28084

>>25742
I hope so. Ever since the death of asstr.org I haven't found a good place to read his stuff.


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Anonymous 25/07/22(Tue)17:34 No. 28091

He started posting on AO3


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Anonymous 25/08/02(Sat)22:18 No. 28093

>>28091
Thanks for the update.




Enchanted Night annonyone 25/06/30(Mon)05:05 No. 28087 [Reply]

Tags: gM, Loli, non-con
"Don't fret," he murmured softly into my ear. The heat of his breath mingling with the cool air sent shivers down my spine as I lay there anticipating the inevitable pain that awaited me. My father's body loomed over mine, pressing gently against my frame in a both comforting and unsettling manner. His scent was a curious mix of fresh mint and some other indescribable yet alluring aroma that stirred memories from days gone by. It reminded her of those tranquil evenings after dinner when her father would nurse an iced tumbler, lost in thought.

Now is the time.

For a brief second, my gaze drifted downward to the exposed skin we shared. My nipples stood at attention atop the slowly forming hills of my breasts, their erectness betraying the latent desire that coursed through me. Further down, I could see the imposing silhouette of my father's engorged manhood dangling between his legs. Its size and girth seemed almost intimidating as it brushed ever so slightly against the delicate folds of my pussy. A torrent of emotions - excitement, fear, and an insatiable longing - surged through me as if a door had flung open to reveal a secret world hidden deep within me.

His touch was a tease; he left behind a streak of precum on the lips of my pussy, warming against the cool night air. It sent shivers down my spine as I relished in this newfound intimacy with my father, both tantalizing and forbidden in its nature.



I held my breath, poised on the precipice of what was to come. My body braced for impact, my lungs locked in a desperate attempt to contain the torrent of emotions swelling within me. A gnawing ache settled low in my stomach and radiated outward, tightening my chest with each passing moment. As I lifted my gaze to meet his, our eyes clashed, binding us in an unspoken understanding.

Daddy's gentle smile was both reassuring and unnerving as it mirrored the tender expression he bestowed upon me every morning. A fleeting glimmer of disbelief flickered across his features, as if he were still processing the reality of my presence in his bed. The moment our eyes met, a shiver coursed through me – a mixture of trepidation and longing. But then his touch sent shockwaves through me once again; this time, his member nudged against my delicate petals, coaxing them apart before slipping between their tender folds.

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Anonymous 25/07/06(Sun)07:10 No. 28088

Thanks for sharing this with us. First person can be tricky, but you did it well. I hope you write more; whether it be more to this story, this setting, or just more stories in general.


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annonyone 25/07/07(Mon)03:19 No. 28090

My mind raced with questions I couldn’t voice, especially not in my current vulnerable state. What was going through that heavy, greasy head of his? Was he truly contemplating the act that could make him a father? My body involuntarily tensed at the thought, muscles clenching as if preparing for an inevitable storm.

I glanced down to where Daddy had left me exposed and still throbbing from his departure. The cum that coated my thighs seemed to gleam in the dim light, an odd mixture of pride and shame flooding through me. And now, I knew I was not alone. Rob’s presence, though uninvited and unwelcome, was a stark reminder that there were others waiting in the wings.

“Get out,” My voice, barely above a whisper, carried more authority than I felt. It was a feeble attempt to reclaim some semblance of control over my body, my life, which seemed to be slipping away with each passing moment.

Rob’s gaze didn’t waver from mine, but a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “You want me to go?” he asked, his tone laced with amusement and something else - challenge? He took a step closer, the air thickening with anticipation. “I could stay,” he continued, trailing his finger along the edge of his shorts as if daring them not to fall off.

Every muscle in my body screamed for retreat, but my legs wouldn’t obey. They kept me pinned to the bed, spread open and vulnerable, a target for any who dared approach. Rob’s advances felt like an intrusion I couldn’t escape - the weight of his stare bore down on me as heavily as Daddy's had.

“Get... out,” I repeated, trying to imbue my voice with more strength than I could muster. My attempts at defiance seemed feeble in comparison to the reality of my situation. Rob’s smirk grew into a full-blown grin, and he took another step closer.

“You don’t get to say no, sis.” His creepy smile made my stomach churn. The bed shifted as he climbed up on top of me. I could feel his sour breath flooding my nostrils, and I could taste it flooding my senses.

At least he is respectful enough not to crush me with his weight.
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My Sister is a Dickgirl SNT-NEL 12/02/11(Sat)10:15 No. 15127 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Reposting this, for some reason. Even though I felt weird trying to fap to futa lit, I was okay with this one, for some reason.

I remember a long while back, some folks here added to it, and things were great, but then for some reason the mods took it down? I think it was cause it hadn't been updated in forever. But, yeah. RESURRECTION(I hope)
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Anonymous 24/09/27(Fri)00:09 No. 28024

Can't believe it's been 3 years since an update again. Hoping for another update


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Anonymous 24/10/14(Mon)21:14 No. 28025

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Anonymous 25/05/03(Sat)06:40 No. 28086

Somehow been jerking it to this same story for 14 years. Amazing




Gradual Changes Gal o Phil 25/01/26(Sun)12:30 No. 28045 [Reply]

Chapter 1 - Reminiscence
Codes: Fg, MF, Mg, M+g (implied), inc, pedo, ir, nc, oral

Eva Green was standing right in front of her full length mirror and gazing at the reflection. The white tube top she was wearing hasn’t been worn by her since childhood. That assessment had the eleven-year-old chuckle. Her childhood was no more than two months ago and yet felt like ages had past. The preteen slightly turned to her right and tentative caressed the little bee stings that would one day become her boobs. Though she had to be very deliberate not to touch the inflamed tissue of her nipples. Her teats were still obscenely enlarged by the shots her uncle had injected into them. Not only that but the studs of her piercings also irritated the aureoles of her tits. Looking closely one could clearly see the darker edges of the skin around her nipples against the faded material of her top. Not to mention the visible outline of the golden bars that were helping to keep her teats erect while the stretched fabric did all it was still capable of to squish them into the soft tissue of her chest. She could still remember her eight birthday when her uncle had gifted her that insanely inappropriate piece of garment. For her then it was the best present she had ever gotten. Not only did it made her feel very grown-up when she was wearing it, but she had also possessed something she could tease her mother with. She was constantly told by her that she was not allowed to wear that slutty crop top. But what her mother didn’t know was that she was donning it whenever possible under her regular clothes. Knowing her naughty behavior made her feel very itchy in her special place all the time. Her cunt she corrected herself in her mind as this is the appropriate grown-up way of saying. Uncle Donny had taught her all the proper words for the parts of her body. She could still feel the sting of his hand on her bare ass whenever she used her old baby language. Back then his flat was also the only place where she was allowed to show her beloved tube top freely not only to him but also to the friends he invited regularly. Sometimes they were watching sport together, but most of the time played silly games like Twister or Simon Says. In the end she had to remove it one way or another because she was forced to by the rules of the game, or it got dirty. Even the smallest smudges her uncle could see and always had her machine wash the garment at the highest temperature. Needless to say the cotton fabric was gradually shrinking in size and became threadbare rather quickly. A fact which Eva was now more aware of than ever. She could see some seams to be at the edge of tearing. Also, the ripping sound when she struggled to squeeze her torso in the now much too small garment was not very reassuring. Having become quite shy about her body in the last two years she hadn’t worn the tube top ever since and was also avoiding her uncle whenever possible. Maybe that’s the Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Gal o Phil 25/03/01(Sat)17:07 No. 28077

Now that she mentioned it Jamal realized that he was standing there the whole time bent over the piano resting on his arms and holding the child between his hands.
“Yeah, that would be awesome.”
“Great, just let me fetch a wash bowl.”
Before he could respond the crazy bitch was already gone. Unsure what to do he looked down on his charge again. With her drowsy eyes and her cute little yawning mouth he once more fell for her. Not able to resist her charms he kissed her forehead affectionately. That’s when her mother came back and put a large bowl underneath the piano.
“Sweetie, I want you now to hold you breath and clench your teeth.”
“Okay” her daughter answered with a faint voice.
Jamal couldn’t see what Martha did next, but he could sense her keeling down behind him. The rest he could only guess from the unpleasant reactions on the child’s face.
“We are nearly done, sweetie. Now Jamal please hold down the slut while you slowly but steadily pull out of her.”
He looked apologetically into the preteens widened eyes. Then he started to pull. At first, he couldn’t feel any progress whatsoever but her strained face told him he was hurting her immensely. Suddenly her cervix expanded ever so slightly that he was able to pull out two inches of cock meat. Hearing the child groan through her tightly closed lips he paused for a moment.
“Hey!” Martha yelled.
“Don’t stop now. Keep going, or you’ll unnecessarily prolong her pain.”
Begging for forgiveness he looked into watery eyes. A quick nod reassured him to go on with the task at hand. So he took one step back to be able to pull out further. This time however it was way easier, and he could extract all the way out of the child’s womb. With half of his dick removed he could finally feel the pressure in his balls weaken. The somewhat relived but still pained expression on the preteens face encouraged him to keep going. In comparison to the beginning the last few inches were rather easy to withdraw. As soon as his cock-head left the snatch, like a breach in a dyke, cum started to ooze out in large quantities. Some ran down the child’s leg while most of it poured onto the keyboard and from there into the bowl. Jamal wasn’t able to appreciate the spectacular sight for long as his dick suddenly started to throb painfully. Not able to stop Martha grabbing his shaft he yelped out in agony when he came like never before. Even though he was more or less flaccid right now he was able to produce a few powerful spurts of cum which were all professionally directed into the receptacle under the piano. Still being milked for the last drops he had to sit down onto the bench in order to stay conscious. Trying to catch his breath he watched the scene in front of him getting more bizarre every second. The mothers face was plastered by his first unexpected cum-shot. While still licking her hands she stood up from her Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Gal o Phil 25/03/01(Sat)17:08 No. 28078

Eva could only remember fragments of her being lifted from the piano and carried into her bedroom. The next thing she knew was when her mother helped her take off the tube top. This she couldn’t forget as it was painful as hell. Then she was suddenly laying in her bed and someone big tried to get comfortable behind her. She could feel a massive drenched cock-head poking her thighs and automatically opened up slightly to let it slip through her own wet folds. Then she was hugged from behind and two unfamiliar black hands cupped her tits. A sudden realization kicked in. There was a stranger in her bed, and he pressed his naked and sweaty body against her own. Why was she so exhausted? Even her mothers lovingly smile could not ease her dread.
“Good night, sweetie.”
After that she switched off the light and closed the door. Bathed in eternal darkness Eva could hear the breathing of her tormentor right behind her head. As frightening as it was the dreadful sound had a somewhat soothing rhythm to it and after a minute it lulled her into a deep dreamless sleep.


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Gal o Phil 25/03/01(Sat)17:09 No. 28079

"That's all Folks"
(For chapter 1 at least)




A collection of Short Stories !JUD7F1CtU. 11/06/14(Tue)18:06 No. 12588 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

I decided I may as well share what I write when I decide to write something. Most of it will be Futa on Male but anything with MaleSub in it will be included. Anyway, here's the first one involving a dominant Futa and her apparent bitch.

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Call girl - A short story.
Tags: Futa on male, futadom, reluctant

The phone rang.
I don't know why, but there was always this sense of anticipation and dread I have with picking it up. Not knowing who it was and knowing who it could be was almost a game of Russian Roulette I had with myself. Now, it happened almost daily. I picked up the phone Gun to my head - pull the trigger. "Hey there, moll" a feline, scratchy yet appeasingly seductive voice replied, female in nature.
Boom.
"Uuuuh, hey… Tash." I responded, not unnerved but unhappy. "Parents are gone. Come around" she demanded in a domineering tone. "Uuuhh, look, Tash… I don't know about today, it's not really a good t-" "Come around" she repeated, cutting me off. "Tash, I was just about to say that I don't really want to because I'm really busy, and… you know"
There was a disenchanting silence - shredding any hope of worming my way out.
Defeat.
"No. I don't. Come arooound" she said again, this time with the last word drawn out, as if she sounded wanting, but not desperate. "I know you really, really want to" she claimed, her voice thinning to an innocent tone. She was pulling all the strings for this one. She usually did.
"I just-"
"Come around"
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Anonymous 18/01/08(Mon)07:31 No. 25286

Bamp


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Anonymous 23/05/26(Fri)17:52 No. 27865

Holy shit I can't believe this thread still exists. I've been trying to find these stories for YEARS.


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Anonymous 25/02/28(Fri)12:28 No. 28058
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>>27865
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Who is Hotuser1807 and what does he look like? Hotuser1807 25/01/12(Sun)15:55 No. 28042 [Reply]

Who is Hotuser1807?
First of all, it must be said that Hotuser1807 is a man in his mid-40s and loves to show off his 1 meter 79 or 70.5 inch body publicly, completely naked, in pictures and videos on porn sites and also websites like Reddit Pimpandhost and X or 7chan and even on 8kun or similar websites, for free. Of course, it is normal that his nude pictures can therefore also be found every now and then on websites where Hotuser1807 himself has not uploaded his nude pictures. His nude pictures can also be found using most search engines using his name. There are no pictures on the Internet of Hotuser1807 where he is wearing clothes or at least underwear in his pictures. Therefore, Hotuser1807 can only be described and viewed naked. His naked body in his nude pictures has already been viewed by many thousands of people on the Internet. Some people have even followed these nude pictures on some websites.  That's why his most intimate parts of his body, such as his pubic area and especially his penis, are no longer a secret. That's why the public can not only see this body of people over 18, but can now and in the future also get a short description of his body to read. Hotuser1807 described his naked body himself and measured his erect penis and made it available to the public for free to read. Hotuser1807 also wrote that anyone can view his nude photos and videos freely and use them publicly. Hotuser1807's personal nude photos are of course a matter of taste.

What does Hotuser1807 look like naked?
Hotuser1807 has a fair-skinned, chubby body with no tattoos, but with stomach and pubic hair, armpit hair, and hair on his head and beard. There are also many nude pictures without pubic hair, but also more recent pictures where he can be seen with pubic hair. Otherwise with little body hair on his back, butt, chest and legs, but usually with pubic hair. His intimate area can also sometimes be shaved... whatever. The scrotum is of average size and is slightly hairy. The flaccid penis has a maximum length of 9 cm (3.55 inches). But more important and interesting is, what does the penis look like when erect? The width when erect is 3.8 cm (1.5 inches) in the middle of the penis when viewed from above. The glans is a bit wider 4 cm (1.58 inches) wide.  From above, you can also see a thick vein in the middle of his erect penis. The girth of his penis is not completely round, but slightly oval. And also on the right side of his penis when viewed from above, you can see a few veins. There is brown pubic hair to the left and right of his penis and testicles, and there is pubic hair in the rest of the pubic area above the penis, but the light skin is still visible. There is also some hair from his belly button down to his pubic hair. There is a small mole on the right side of his pubic area and in his groin where his leg begins. The pubic hair is too thin to cover it. The penis itself is hairless, but when he is erect Message too long. Click here to view the full text.





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