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BFORE YOU POST, KNOW THIS! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:25 No. 8547 ID: 5eefb3 [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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Archives? Fun Lover 18/12/12(Wed)23:29 No. 25890 ID: dffb70

For a very brief period of time, an author appeared on asstr and wrote a series of amazing stories. Suddenly, everything was removed and the email disabled. It's a long shot, but I'm wondering if anyone else noticed Miss Emily and happened to save the third story (Daniel's Special Visit)?

http://web.archive.org/web/20140724013811/http://www.asstr.org/~Emily_Jones/

Does anyone want to continue writing along this theme?




READ BEFORE POSTING! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:11 No. 8546 ID: 5eefb3 [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




Neon and eyeliner. IrishDevil !!plAwNkZmL5 18/02/22(Thu)07:13 No. 25393 ID: ef02bd [Reply]

Alright folks, this will be coming out in parts.


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My father Eamon had been IRA, during the troubles. He had met my mother Teagan defending a town from the INLA in the late 70s. She had, at the time, been only 16, while he had been 20. Her family had fed him and a few other fighters following a firefight. Her red hair, Da had said, was the brightest thing he'd seen, and her blue eyes "bore straight through his soul". That night she'd met him in secret and they made love for the first time.
They would later marry, and had me, their bouncing baby boy Ronan in the late 80s. My hair as black as Da's and my eyes a bright green. My mother had unfortunately developed a brain tumor when I was 8 and passed away shortly after it was discovered. Da was despondent for months afterward.
As a result of all of this, I grew up with a strong respect for and knowledge of firearms and Irish culture and history, as well as some knowledge of military and political workings. I also grew up valuing every day, knowing that it could be my last. I grew up listening to all kinds of music, and found myself especially enamoured with the gothic subgenres, and later the industrial genres in my teens. I wore business casual clothing and a deathhawk, and Nora, a girl I dated in high school had begun to get me wearing eyeliner. My father simply shook his head. He didn't care so long as I kept my grades up and stayed in shape. I hung around a few local clubs in my late teens and even DJed at one, briefly.
I ended up pursuing a career with the Defense forces, owing largely to my father's training, and worked my way into the Sciathán Fiannóglaigh an Airm(Army Ranger Wing), where I quickly became an accomplished sniper and travelled around the world a bit on some peacekeeping missions and joint task forces.

It was in Afghanistan that I met one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen. I'd sat down at a table at one of the many bases after an astoundingly tough night op. I was sore and exhausted, having spent hours laying stock still with my rifle in hand followed by another hour of constantly providing cover fire and dodging haphazard return fire, switching positions to keep those fuckers guessing. It had ended with an RPG hitting a half-broken floor below me and collapsing supports...and then the floor I was crouching on at the time. While I hadn't broken anything I had taken a single bullet graze to the side of my then-bald head and my uniform, as a result of the collapse, was absolutely caked in desert dust and abdobe and a little bit of blood on the shoulder. I wanted a dram and a hot meal and sleep. I had at least been able to secure a bowl of soup. A woman with Canadian uniform had walked in, sat down across from me, and pushed a flask of Jameson's in my direction.
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IrishDevil!!OyMTH0MzH5 18/12/01(Sat)21:50 No. 25881 ID: ec10a0

new stuff coming sometime soon. I'm very sorry it's taken so long. Work's been kicking my ass.


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The+Bard 18/12/02(Sun)21:43 No. 25882 ID: 444a22

>>25881

That's why it's called work. You will post it when you can post it and not a moment before.


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Anonymous 18/12/10(Mon)21:56 No. 25889 ID: 17dce6

>>25881
Plz




A Quiet Evening At Home (Mf+ ped inc beast extreme) Nicholas+Fellheimer 10/08/17(Tue)08:32 No. 9392 ID: 7b23cd [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

A Quiet Evening at Home
- by Nicholas Fellheimer
(with thanks to PuppyLoverDawn!)

As I waited for the dog's thick cock to unknot from my ass and slowly came down from another orgasm, I opened my eyes and stared across the kitchen floor: in the living room, someone was fucking my youngest daughter on the couch, but I couldn't quite make out who it was. Sliding my face across the slick of spit and cum on the linoleum, I tried to get a better look, but the little whore kept thrashing around. Didn't look like her father, at least not from this angle. Probably one of Jeremy's friends.

Now I started wondering where my husband might have gotten off to. And was our back porch light on? He's probably out there selling tickets to the neighbors. I turned, and a rain of piss spattered across my face. Another of Jeremy's friends - in the study, my middle daughter was putting on some sort of slit-licking show with a young lady I had not yet been introduced to, much to the delight of the boys.

A second stream hit my face, followed by a third. The bathroom was apparently occupied, so someone had announced that the kitchen floor was now the place to piss. A dripping dick was wiped dry in my hair, then slipped into my mouth.

Goodness.

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Maybe I should start from the beginning.
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Anonymous 18/09/14(Fri)18:29 No. 25780 ID: 3ef2d8

>>11389


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Why do i keep coming back here 18/12/04(Tue)02:58 No. 25883 ID: a5c584

This shit never fails. And then I hate myself.


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Anonymous 18/12/04(Tue)09:25 No. 25884 ID: f2beb7

>>25883
why do you hate yourself? it’s just fantasy, and pretty fucking good fantasy at that. just read some Jane Austen to balance it out.




Hermaphro High Hermaphro High 18/10/04(Thu)08:21 No. 25803 ID: 75a564 [Reply]

Futanari Softcore Highschool Drama

I should have put on my condom. I was in a rush that morning, and was already out the door before I had realized my mistake. At that point I decided that I could brave the day without the protection. Now I was on the bus, with no condom between my sensitive dick and the tight, ribbed fabric of my cock sock. I should have worn a long skirt, fashion be damned. Still, I could take it. I wasn't like most girls, drooling my way through two, maybe three condoms a day. I could usually get by with just one, and not even toss it full when I changed after school. Maybe I'd need two if we had gym. Regardless, I kept looking around to see if anyone had noticed my missing article, as if they could see my penis in all its nakedness. Shifting in my seat, I tried to not let my vulnerability bother me. This train of thought was keeping me gently throbbing, which certainly wouldn't help. At least I had worn black socks, so maybe with careful management I could get through the day without anyone noticing.
I glanced across the aisle, and sitting a couple seats back from me was Brook, texting on her phone. Her forearm-sized penis was dangling below the seat between her legs, clad in a striped stocking. Brook was the embodiment of a ripe fruit, plump and dripping with juices. We hadn't even gotten to school, and already her condom was forming a bulbous protuberance at the end of her dick, slowly filling with fluid. I faced forward and smirked to myself. If she ever forgot her condom -excuse me, condoms-, she'd be spattering the floor in minutes.
The bus made another stop, and Michael stepped on. I self-consciously adjusted my penis as I saw him casually check me out. We locked eyes for just a moment before he started walking towards his seat, and I felt my heart flutter. I also felt a small drop of precum soak its way into the end of my sock. I sighed and rolled my eyes. This wasn't going to work.

I had made it through most of the day without incident. A few slow dribbles had been coaxed from my penis by a daydream involving Michael, his tongue, and my naked body, but otherwise my sock remained relatively dry. As I was pulling some books from my locker, I glanced across the hall and saw Braden forming a cage against the wall with his lean, muscular arms. Gazing up at him with wide eyes was meek and buxom Brook. I saw her dick started to fatten and twitch from beneath her pleated skirt, and she squeezed it between her thighs. Braden was known to be a bit of an animal, and all of the girls' dicks drooled for him. Trapped between him and the wall, Brook was practically pleading to be ravaged. I bit my lip in erotic sympathy as I saw Braden run a hand down Brook's face, then down her blouse, which was tented by her torpedo tits topped with obscenely erect nipples. I guess I wasn't the only braving the elements. She bit h Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 18/10/06(Sat)17:12 No. 25806 ID: 00bdf0

Really like this story. Good work and please continue!


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Anonymous 18/11/26(Mon)08:04 No. 25877 ID: 66291a

>>25803
Chapter 2 please?


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Anonymous 18/11/26(Mon)23:53 No. 25879 ID: c7c7c4

This premise is ridiculous why am I masturbating




Roommates (loli) Anonymous 12/10/06(Sat)11:32 No. 17319 ID: 5c8966 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

It all started when I was 19, in my first semester at college. I'd moved away from home and into my first apartment, and got my first roommate as well. He was a year younger than me, but unlike me he hadn't spent a year after graduating highschool saving up his money for tuition and rent. His parents died in an avalanche at a ski resort, and between their considerable savings and the payout from the life insurance, he could afford college and not have to work for years. I hadn't known it when I met him at orientation and we decided to share an apartment, but he also had custody of his 11 year old sister.

The apartment was big, and nicer than I could have ever afforded on my own, so all three of us had separate bedrooms (hers was supposed to be a laundry room or something originally.). I also discovered my roommate was a bit of a dick who neglected his little sister.

I don't think it was intentional, more a result of losing his parents and having to adjust his plans for the future to revolve around caring for his sibling, and he probably wasn't ready for that sort of responsibility. But unless he needed to give her a ride or buy her something she needed, he basically didn't interact with her. He also barely did anything with me; maybe once a week he'd play video games with me, but he spent nearly all his time in class or shut in his room studying.

His little sister was cute, with her blue eyes, freckles, and short, light brown hair, but obviously way too young for me. She didn't play with dolls or anything, so I guess she was mature for her age, but she also spent all her time shut in her room when she wasn't at school. And I don't think she had any friends at her new school either.

After a month or so with my new roommates, we'd settled into a routine. If they weren't exactly friendly, they weren't bad either; quiet, clean, and they were the only way I could afford a really nice apartment just a block from campus.

I wish I'd known then what I know now. It'd have saved me a lot of grief.


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Anonymous 18/12/06(Thu)02:20 No. 25885 ID: 5a7e6d

>>25874
She can't get pregnant with anal!


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Anonymous 18/12/09(Sun)17:25 No. 25886 ID: 6d0371

december bump of love


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Anonymous 18/12/10(Mon)07:29 No. 25888 ID: 75e5f3

Christmas edition?




Young Summer The+Bard 18/07/22(Sun)18:31 No. 25716 ID: 5f9f68 [Reply]

Hey guys. I know I've been absent for a while now that I'm working on an actual book. For some reason my idea of writing Breaking Nancy isn't going so well. I just can't find the inspiration to write it. I have been tooling around with this story for fun when I need a break from writing an actual novel, but I know you guys will appreciate it.

Young Summer is about a twelve year old girl's first summer romance with the boy she always has a crush on. Unlike my other story this one is not pre-planned and will not be updated like the first one.

(Tags: HEA, Romance, Loli and wherever else this will go. Tags are for suckers anyway.)


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Wendee 18/11/14(Wed)12:31 No. 25861 ID: 580d92

The Fucking Dead, erotic spin-off of The Walking Dead?


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The+Bard 18/11/15(Thu)05:43 No. 25862 ID: af643e

>>25861
To be honest, I never got into the show. I bailed after the first two episodes where it became clear it was going to be less awesome zombie killing and more soap opera drama bullshit with a light dusting of mediocre zombie killing.


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The+Bard 18/11/15(Thu)05:47 No. 25863 ID: af643e

Oh, next bit is being worked on. Give me a few weeks and you shall have some steamy scenes in your future.




A Sissy Story Dee 13/01/12(Sat)18:49 No. 18110 ID: 9b0c45 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

PART I

James swallowed hard as he walked toward the front door. He rang the doorbell and stood fidgeting on the stoop. James was a popular enough guy. He was a surfer with the classic long blond hair, blue eyed beach bum look, he was also a star swimmer -- the only freshman to make the varsity squad. Despite this he was nervous. This was the first time he’d gone to a girls house when her parents weren’t home. Not only that, but the girl, Julie, was the hottest freshman at school. The door swung open and Tommy, Julie’s brother, stood inside.

“Hey come on in,” said Tommy.

James stepped through the door and looked up at Tommy -- a senior and the captain of the swim team. He was at least 6 inches taller than him. Most guys were taller than James, who was barely 5-foot 7-inches. He walked into the hallway and looked into the living room where Chris -- Tommy’s best friend -- was sitting on the couch playing xbox. Chris was a wrestler and was short and broad chested, although he was still taller than James.

“Who invited the midget?” Chris called out.

“My sister,” said Tommy. “She’s upstairs in her room. Go on up its the first door on the right.”

James thanked Tommy and gave Chris the finger as he ran up the stairs. He took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. Julie was laying on her bed listening to her ipod and flipping through facebook on her laptop. She was laying on her stomach in just a sweater and panties. Her socked feet were crossed in the air behind her.

James felt his cock grow in his pants as he admired her smooth cream colored legs that led to a large round ass and narrow waist. Her straight blond hair was cut into a short bob. She looked back noticing James. Her big blue eyes widened and her pink lips parted leaving a surprised look on her gorgeous face. She pulled a blanket over her legs.
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Anonymous 18/10/18(Thu)13:27 No. 25837 ID: 557069

bump!


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tSade!O9S.2cqv5k 18/10/19(Fri)03:45 No. 25839 ID: 4c5c71

Well, those are some awesome new chapters. Thank you!


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Anonymous 18/11/07(Wed)15:43 No. 25858 ID: c054a2

Fantastic story what will happen with Jamie next




AnonyMPC's Phil Phantom Tributes (usually Mg+, lots of inc, extreme) AnonyMPC 16/08/04(Thu)01:19 No. 24543 ID: a609fb [Reply]

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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The Problem with Kayla, conclusion AnonyMPC 18/10/15(Mon)21:37 No. 25835 ID: 5b8b56

So now you understand the problem with Kayla. What do you do when over a quarter of the young girls in town are wearing "I'm With Kayla" wristbands, but Kayla's mostly moved on from rape to being an all-around animal bitch? Does the brand transcend the one who started it and keep its original meaning? Or does wearing it mean anyone wearing the wristband has to act like Kayla, and if Kayla likes animals to rape her, the With-Kaylas have to as well? Is there any way we can find an exceptional human rapist that might be able to turn her around? We've struggled through that for the whole summer and so far we've had no luck on that, but, obviously we're going to need to take some kind of action, as some girls are making the jump to animals already. It'd probably be more, but there just aren't that many male animals who haven't been fixed. Yet. But the ones following in Kayla's footsteps and a lot of girls are asking for dogs as a birthday present, which makes it look like the start of a worrying trend. These things can snowball fast. I don't want the town to go this route. I mean, I was so looking forward to Halloween! Little girls coming door to door in skimpy costumes, begging for candy, and knowing that if one had a wristband and you liked them you could just throw her over your shoulder give candy to her friends, and take her in your house for a trick? Not to mention previously untouchable girls who decide to put on a wristband as their costume for the year. All of that's at risk and I'm scared we'll see nothing but mutt costumes. It probably doesn't help that for the new school year, 'I got raped' stopped being an ironclad excuse to get out of schoolwork or tests, except for a first timer (it still excuses lateness and absences, but the latter only if the girl's snatched and kept by a rapist the whole school day, and who has the time or energy for that... anymore). On the other hand, 'I got raped by a dog' has been counted as a separate first time for anyone really needing an exemption (though it has to be rape, either forced by someone else to do it or the girl happened to be bending over without underwear in front of a dog and getting mounted... just convincing a dog to fuck her gets a girl nothing, at least not in any of the classes I sub for).

At least not all's lost yet. Kayla still will take a rape from humans... Chekov discourages a lot of them, because he's very territorial, but now that summer's over the girl's back at regular school and he's not allowed there (yet), so people do get a chance and Kayla seems to like it (especially if you treat her like she's actually a dog), but you get the feeling she's humoring us and we need to do something drastic soon or we're in danger of losing a lot more of the girls, some to bestiality, some to clearer signals like the Lik Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 18/10/20(Sat)00:55 No. 25841 ID: d776bf

you’re the best there is


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Anonymous 18/11/06(Tue)17:40 No. 25857 ID: bd24ac

Another year, another year without any hint of MPC5. Oy vey.




Much ado. (MF cons) Count Jean Pierre Michel de la Roquefort!5XbE4VjR8E 18/08/28(Tue)13:47 No. 25766 ID: aeb004 [Reply]

Verily I was laying in a supine position upon my bed with my hand firmly wrapped around my more than erect member.

I remember with some clarity that I was in fact enjoying one of my regular noonday erotic fantasies in the aforementioned position when, without so much as a by your leave, my maid of many years standing, and more than a few laying down, saw fit to enter my bedchamber and then my inner sanctum.

Upon spying each other from across the breadth of my royal quarters she did occasion to gasp in surprise at the vivid scene before her, whereupon without so much as a thought to apologise for her intrusion she immediately divested herself of her scanty uniform and proceeded to mount the very bed upon which I laid before crawling towards me as though she were a tiger stalking it's next prey.

Within a heartbeat our lips met with a fiery passion and a moment later as we separated I noticed with intense interest that she had taken up a new position atop my reclined body and had herself taken a firm hold of my now most painfully throbbing and stiffly erect member and was proceeding apace to lower her nubile form down onto it.

Soon enough the two of us were most thoroughly joined as one and were enjoying with much vigour the carnal pleasure that is the sexual act, and there we both stayed writhing and pawing against each others bare naked flesh until quite some time later when, with a great scream of obvious delight and much pleasure, that I dare say could be heard halfway across the estate, the young lady achieved a great and clearly soul shaking climax, the sight and sensation of which in turn immediately stimulated my own body to respond in kind, wherein I vigorously deposited my regal seed with a gush into her post-coitally flushed and enchantingly sweat soaked body.


The End.


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Anonymous 18/11/04(Sun)05:16 No. 25855 ID: 854d73

I actually enjoyed this. It was funny at first, but then I settled down and got into it.

10/10
A+




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