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Tags: b/g, f/b, m/f, M/f, Rape, m/m, M/m, mast, cons, non cons, first time, incest, gang, more to come (some of these might not make it into the story, but I thought it was best to have you forewarned rather than spring it on you at the last minute. I don‘t really care for m/m or M/m stuff so unless I get specific requests I‘ll leave those parts mostly implied rather than explicit. Still, I am a demagogue to the core and if you want it, all you gotta do is leave a comment and ask for it =)

Ok, well I’m back and I’m trying something a bit new. I only recently decided to give /elit/ a try and I was pleasantly surprised by the warm welcome my first story received. For anyone who was following “Team Game”, the next update is 3 quarters done and I will eventually post it, but I got a brainstorm today. I wanted to follow it and see where it led me. What follows is a very longwinded explanation of how this story came to be and why I decided to write it. I promise I’ll sum it up with an appropriate tl:dr at the end so if all you care about is fappage, just read that. For all two of you who are desperately waiting on my next “Team Game” update, the best way to encourage me is to post your sentiments here or in the actual thread. I promise, if I’m getting feedback, I will update. If you’ve never read my other story then I hope you enjoy this one.

This story requires a bit of an introduction so I hope you’ll bear with me. I was recently re-reading one of my favorite books “Ender’s Game” and contemplating how much I liked this book in comparison to most anything else Orson Scott Card wrote afterward. Particularly I was considering how much the “Shadow” series ruined several of my favorite characters. The more I considered it the more I realized that Orson Scott Card has a tendency to simply change his most recognized characters to fit whatever sociological/intellectual/philosophical concept he wished to explore at the time. Other people may disagree with me on that point, OSC is after all an excellent writer and has deservedly obtained a devoted fan base. As for myself, I am a fan and I think he has one of the best minds in the genre, but I almost always fi

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The very first time I baby-sat for a young couple I'll call Al and Barbara, I discovered a magazine rack loaded with foreign-language pornographic magazines.

Wow! What sexy pictures! Couples fucking and sucking in all sorts of positions, men fucking men, and women getting down on each other. The whole assortment made me so horny that I took off my clothes and got myself off two or three times.

When Al and Barbara returned, the magazines were still on the coffee table and they teased me about having looked through their "collection." I was embarrassed but they really didn't seem to care; so the whole thing was sort of laughed off. When Al drove me home, he asked me whether the magazines had excited me, and I told him they certainly had. When we parked in front of my house, he kissed me. I let him unfasten my cardigan sweater and unfasten my bra. He sucked both of my boobs until I just about flipped, and then he slipped his hand up between my legs. I got that I couldn't resist groping him.

"Let's get in the back seat, Lori" he whispered. "I want to eat your pussy." The minute we got into the backseat, he pulled me up and buried his face between my legs. It was the first time anyone had ever done *that* to me, and did I go off! I almost fainted. When it was over, I saw that he had somehow slipped his cock out of his pants, and he shoved it right up close to me. I opened my mouth and took it excitedly. He orgasmed almost immediately.

A week later my mother told me that they wanted me to baby-sit for them again. I could hardly wait. When Al picked me up, he told me that they really didn't want me to baby-sit; they wanted me to see their pornographic movies. Maybe, he added, all three of us could have some fun. He put the car in the garage and asked me whether he could give my pussy a few licks.

I pulled off my panties and felt his tongue up inside of me. When I started to squirm, he said that we better go into the house before he climaxed in his pants. When we got inside, Barbara put her arms around me and said that she was sure that we would have fun. Right away they wanted to show me the movies.

I never saw

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Spy uses transgender drug to evade capture. Enjoy bitches!

Pt. 1

I need 12 hours—at least 12 hours. A whole day would be best, but 12 hours would do. I’m on the run and I need to make it to one of my safe spots, and I had only one in DC.
I parked my car in at a Mc Donald’s, changed out of my bloody shirt, tie and slacks, and into a pair of greasy mechanics coveralls. I stashed the clothes and my gun in the trunk. I removed the firing pin and tossed it into the dumpster. I don’t want some kid to find it in working condition. I have two of my own back in Vladivostok. I may be an intelligence agent, I might even be a killer when necessary, but I don’t want any innocent people to get killed.
I abandoned my car in the lot and began the 12 block walk to the junk yard where I would hide. It closed at 6pm, and will reopen at 9am. Its 8pm now, which gives me just enough time. The police are definitely out looking for me. I have seen two cruisers already since I left the car only two blocks ago. It’s only a matter of time, before they find it and begin to search for me.
It had all gone so wrong. Turns out this US Navy captain that I had been working with was a counter intelligence agent. $300,000 dollars was the price he named for the missile blue prints that my government needed. They closed their trap right when we were to make our exchange. I was able to fight my way out of the trap, but I left at least three dead people behind me. Now the manhunt for me was on.
I’m at the junkyard fence and found the opening. This part of the city is mostly deserted this time of day. Nobody here but junkies, hookers and johns in this part of town at night. I slipped through the fence unseen. I made my way between row upon row of junked cars, until I found my car—an old Cadillac El Dorado from 1978. I love American cars—Cadillacs in particular. I opened the passenger side door and climbed in.
The interior of the car was musty but spacious. The front bench seat could be laid back to make one flat bed. On the driver’s side floor I had stashed two gallons of water, some soap, a towel, some food, a book to read and a blanket. I was going to be here a whi

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Chapter 1

Green eyes that sparkle when joyed and poses the constant shine of an emerald. Leaping out from pale milky skin, accentuating soft delicate facial curves that create a marvel of symmetry. All framed by black as pitch hair that always lays lazily across those perfectly placed cheek bones. The strands never meeting yet never uneven, falling down just below the soft pink puffy morsels that are her lips.

A neck that holds that head high, always aware of the stares. Yet never bending, never bowing to the pressure. A neck that leads a mans eyes down to the cut of her white T.
The V shape tantalizing the gaze to drift to the perfection that is her supple blooming breasts. Perfection is a word that falls too short to describe the simple rounded mounds that make her chest. With nipples that poke proud against cotton that move with her actions. That make a man wild. While they are called a "B"...to me they are the eighth wonder of the world.

She has a slim waist that leads to hips that begin the curves that will make her a women. The cheeks that make her ass pop magnificently back with each of her steps. Causing the eyes to pain between her delectable thigh tops and her mounds of bottom. In sighting the thoughts that all humans bear. Causing the drive to procreate to annihilate all other thought. One hundred and twelve pounds of shear awesome...Some call her sweet, most call her beautiful, women she fills with envy and men she fills with lust.

I call her Victoria...I call her my best friend...I want to tell her that I love her, I have for years. I want to make love to her, I have since I knew what it was. I want to tell her to get of my lap because my cock is SCREAMING! But then she would know that I want her, then she would know that it's not just because I'm sixteen. Then I would loose my best friend...God my life sucks! Why dose she not wear a bra when we hang out? And skin tight jeans?!?...Aw Vic your killin' me here.

"Oh my God I know he is so gross!" She chatters to Chris, the absolutely gay member of our little gang...incidentally an awesome bass player. "Like when we were playing spin the bottle in eighth grade and

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I was woken up one morning by the not unpleasant smell of gently cooking bacon and eggs wafting through the house.

As I lay there in bed I breathed in deeply savouring the salty yet slightly smoky aroma hanging in the air when suddenly I felt my cock throb with a sudden urgency and then saw my duvet begin to tent upwards.

I lifted the duvet to take a look and sure enough I had sprung a huge boner, bigger than any I'd had since they first started happening last year, it was at that point that I heard my mom calling me to come downstairs for breakfast.

I didn't know what to do, I couldn't go downstairs with an erection like this so I decided to try and make it go away the only way I knew how.

I began stroking, slowly at first getting a good rhythm going and then picking up speed, I was getting close to cumming when to my surprise my bedroom door suddenly flew open and my slightly older sister Sara walked in with a plate in her hand.

She stopped dead in her tracks and gasped, while at the same time I pulled my duvet back up over me in a futile attempt to hide myself and what I had been doing.

After a moment Sara came and sat on the side of my bed and handed me the plate she had brought up with her and said "You didn't come down when mom called you Johnny so she asked me to bring you your bacon and egg sandwich"

"Gee, thanks sis" I mumbled, still a bit embarrassed at being caught, to which she smiled.

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It was going to be our special night. Her parents were out, we had the house to ourselves, and the plan was to watch a movie and order pizza before moving on to... better things. Katrina and I had been dating a little over a year, and finally she felt that the time was right.

The evening was going smooth as could be. The movie was boring, so we'd had plenty of time to warm up our tongues. She managed to drip a bit of pizza sauce onto her breast, providing me a perfect opportunity to lap it up. Soon, we'd retired to her room down the hall of the first floor to begin the rest of the evening's entertainment

It was only a couple of minutes into our warmup when we heard a loud crashing outside, then a cat meowing. Her room happened to be next to the side entrance to the house, so I went outside to investigate.

Or, at least, I started to. I had barely opened the door when I was pounced upon. My assailant seemed to be a girl, perhaps college age. She also seemed to have the ears and tail of a cat, and be totally naked, save some strategically placed fur.

I didn't have time to look hard, though, for she was soon followed by several more women, all with the same white-furred ears and tail. The first of these ran (Pounced? They were on all fours) into Kat's bedroom. A couple more grabbed me and dragged me back into the bedroom.

I was still a little dazed when I got there, so I noticed the second cause for concern first. Behind me, coming into the room, was obviously the leader of the pack. She was probably 20-something, about my height (a little under 6'), and well toned. She seemed... Exotic. Like the rest of the girls, she had ears, tail, and something more than hands and feet but less than paws, as well as most of her most obvious assets covered with strategic fur.

The second thing I noticed was that Katrina was being held down on the bed, naked. This wasn't that far from where we were: She was down to just her panties before I had gone to investigate (in my boxers), but they had been torn off (judging by the shreds, probably clawed off). She was struggling, but not really much. It was then that I realized that I wasn't strug

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I tried to post this at 7chan's /elit/ unfortunately it kept telling me that the board was locked, and not only could I not make a new thread, I couldn't even post in reply to an old thread. Fortunately I saw Cowboy saying that 30chan had a new /elit/ so I decided to come on over and submit my shitty story. Hope you like it fuckers.

I’ve fictionalized this story, but it’s based upon true events that occurred during my last two years of High School. I wasn’t a party to any of the more interesting bits of the story, in fact my girlfriend and I never went past oral in High School. We were both Christfags and had major guilt issues every time we did anything remotely sexual… which was quite a lot actually now that I think about it… Anyway, before I launch into the tale, I think I should explain that while I wasn’t actually present at most of the /elit/esque activities, I knew everyone involved, in fact I‘m basing the “main character” on a guy who‘s still one of my best friends. I’m changing things both to protect the guilty and to make it a bit more readable but for the most part the main parts of the story are factual.

Now to set the mood a bit. Imagine you’re 17 again. You go to a small private Christian school in the Dallas/Fort Worth metroplex with fewer than 500 students. You’ve grown up with most of the kids in your class since the fifth grade. All your life you’ve heard adults tell you that your priorities are God first, family second, academics third, and then comes the rest, but of course what that really means is football first, basketball second, baseball/track third, and off season training over the summer fourth, and then in your spare time make sure you don’t get caught cheating too obviously and make sure the parents are away before you break out the booze.


Let me know what you think, I live for feedback.

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I could hear the crowd behind me happily counting out the final seconds as the big game clock flashed each decreasing number.

“5...

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One Fine Morning
An Erotic Story

I woke up this morning snuggled up next to my daughter, with
my penis still tucked up inside her. Karen likes to sleep with
me inside her, and have my sperm warming her vagina, while she
sleeps. I ran my hand over her swollen breast, and down to her
distended tummy. As I rested my hand on the swell of her belly,
I felt a bulge ripple next to my hand, and then a distinct kick.
This must have woke Karen up.
"He's sure active this morning," she said, referring to our
son growing inside her. "Why don't we give him a sister or two
to play with?" This was a standard joke between the two of us,
as though I could get her doubly pregnant by squirting more sperm
inside her, to join that which had already knocked her up.

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