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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.

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Anonymous 20/09/25(Fri)22:31 No. 27014 ID: 943992

heya, looking for "summer holiday" by txcathy15, it's on storiesonline but behind a paywall, anyone has a copy? thx!

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.

Hiraeth OP!T1tXaJv9os 19/08/16(Fri)03:09 No. 26149 ID: b49468 [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.


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 20/10/13(Tue)07:13 No. 27027 ID: 70e9b7

blonde fox-kin

Anonymous 20/10/13(Tue)17:33 No. 27028 ID: 6d3445

Furry levels are too high.

Anonymous 20/10/14(Wed)01:07 No. 27029 ID: 40e76e

It's not too high. You're just too weak.

Roommates Continued OP!T1tXaJv9os 19/02/21(Thu)03:12 No. 25977 ID: b49468 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Since the old thread finally hit the bump limit, I'm posting the entire story so far in a new thread, minus the comments, so that I can continue to work on the story.


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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Federal+Bureau+of+Investigation 20/09/18(Fri)04:41 No. 27000 ID: 6247bd

Should I keep going, or drop this disaster and start another similar work? I mean, my grammar is too shitty, and my abilities are that of an ESL, so my writing will never get to OP's level.

Anonymous 20/09/23(Wed)23:35 No. 27013 ID: 248a56


Keep going.
Many more vitamin shots for her.
Anal too.

Federal+Bureau+of+Investigation 20/10/09(Fri)07:34 No. 27022 ID: 794019

Well, I will be dropping this and making something else. There seems to be no interest. OP is a fag btw

A Loving Family (Mg bg inc cons oral anal rim) WorldsGreatestDad 19/02/14(Thu)00:19 No. 25958 ID: f7d3f6 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

I wrote this for my own entertainment, and I thought some of you might enjoy it too. Please pay attention to the tags, as my tastes are not for everyone, and I wouldn’t want anyone to be scarred for life because something I wrote squicked them to death! Constructive comments welcome, but don’t bother telling me what a sick bastard I am or anything else I don’t already know. And needless to say, this is a total work of fiction, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or any actual place or events, is completely coincidental.


So after dinner I’m kicked all the way back in my big old overstuffed recliner, sipping a beer and watching some dumb show, not really paying attention. I have a big sheet over the whole chair because I’m naked as usual, and the plastic chair covering isn’t very comfortable on bare skin. Just as I’m trying to decide whether to see what else is on cable or put on a porno, my 10-year-old daughter wanders into the living room, apparently bored with whatever she was doing in her room. She’s also naked as usual, nudity being more common than being dressed in our house. She glances at the TV, then comes over and leans against the recliner arm. I grin down at her and reach around to tousle her long blond hair.

“Hi Daddy”, she chirps adorably.

“Hi Angel”, I respond.

She’s lean and lithe, with a cute face just beginning to become beautiful. She reminds me so much of her late mother, who died very suddenly from an illness a couple of years ago. After a few seconds, she clambers up onto the wide pillowy chair arm and flops half onto it, half onto my left side, resting her head on my shoulder. My left hand naturally falls onto her little butt and I give it an affectionate squeeze. She gives me a peck on the cheek and rests her hand on my chest.

Obviously, having her naked body lying against my naked body was starting to have an affect on me. She was idly playing with my sparse chest hairs and happened to glance down toward the TV. In the process, she noticed that I was slowly growing a chubby. This wasn’t at all surprising or remarkable to her. Her mother and I had been very upfront about sex, allowing our lovemaking to be seen and heard as a matter of course; just another aspect of our tender affection for each other. However, now that it had my daughter’s attention, she reached down and clasped my dick lightly, then rolled it back and forth a little as it became fat and heavy in her small hand.

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4815162342 20/09/18(Fri)23:04 No. 27001 ID: a6a450

Amazing work! I enjoy the sensuality and emotional vulnerability that precipitates the sex. It is as much a lesson in the comfort found in mutually respected openness as it is smut.

WorldsGreatestDad 20/09/29(Tue)19:15 No. 27015 ID: f7d3f6

All my thanks from the bottom of my heart. You have no idea how much a kind word means to me these days. I’m going through a particularly grim time in my life, and this little fantasy is a form of escape for me. Yes, it is as much a study in loving, respectful human relations as it is a celebration of sexual indulgence. I know it is futile to wish life was actually like this anywhere, but what a refreshing change it would be from our current world of repression, obsessive self-interest and animosity!

I’m hoping soon to be able to post a small chapter, just some more exposition and ruminating on relationships and life.

WorldsGreatestDad 20/09/30(Wed)23:30 No. 27016 ID: f7d3f6

Coffee on the patio next morning found Claire and me sitting together, as was Bill and Tam, as if reasserting our fundamental relationships. Kimberly sat, as usual, between Sissy and Rob, sipping their hot chocolates. Even Nancy and Dale sat together in a gesture of retreat to comfortable bonds. Tiffany arrived last, bringing hot coffees for Michael and herself. She sat down next to him and placed one hand on his inner thigh. At this gesture of affection, his elephantine appendage began to visibly fill.

Conversationally, Claire said to Tam, “Hank tells me you have some edifying ideas on polyamorous relationships.”

Tam grinned. “Did he? Well, yes, we did get into some discussion about that.”

“I’d be interested to hear them.”

“I think we all would,” Chloe agreed enthusiastically.

“Well, all right,” Tam said agreeably. Then she struck a thoughtful pose and pondered, “Now, how did that go? Something about brain teasers. Ropes? How do you untangle a rope?”

“I know!” Sissy piped up, “You look for an end and push it backward through all the knots!”

Everyone chuckled, and Chloe said seriously, “Wow, that’s a good idea. I’ve never thought of that.”
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A Sissy Story Dee 13/01/12(Sat)18:49 No. 18110 ID: 9b0c45 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]


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 20/04/24(Fri)09:33 No. 26712 ID: 00a639

Quarantine bump

Anonymous 20/09/20(Sun)11:52 No. 27007 ID: 613f50

One more bump

Anonymous 20/09/21(Mon)22:10 No. 27011 ID: 29f7b2

Bump for moar

Mikey Part 1 MikeyAndMe!BUf3a8nZe6 20/05/26(Tue)05:50 No. 26764 ID: efd76d [Reply]

This is one chapter out of a larger story I'm working on. The plan is to connect various scenes, based upon (but not strictly true to) my sexual experiences as a preteen. All characters in this scene are (were) real. The basic plot really did happen, but has been filled in either for lack of clear memory or literary embellishment. I will post more later. Comments welcome.

Tags: preteen loli shota straight gay bbg


Mikey Part 1

“Come to church with me. We'll get laid.”

Jeez, where did it start with Mikey?

Church, I guess. Ain't that ironic?

See, Mikey was home-schooled so he didn't know any of the in-school kids I knew, except those who lived near us. That's how we met. Hanging around the neighborhood playground park.
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Katie Pt 1 (cont) MikeyAndMe!BUf3a8nZe6 20/09/20(Sun)05:56 No. 27004 ID: efd76d


We weren't finished.


“The hell are you doing?” She pushed my hand away, and pulled up her panties.

“You owe me.”

“I don't owe you shit!”

I grabbed her panties and pulled them right back down to her ankles.

“You said I could have you. And I wanna have you. But now I ain't gonna get you. And you gotta make up for that!”
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MikeyAndMe!BUf3a8nZe6 20/09/20(Sun)06:07 No. 27005 ID: efd76d

Continuing the story of Mikey & Josh, this chapter may be called "Eddie."

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Mikey & Me Part 3

"You're back!"


Mikey practically shoved his Mom aside as he rushed through the door and threw his arms around me so hard that he almost knocked me over. He squoze me much longer and harder than I expected. He felt stronger and a little bigger than I remembered him. "I missed you," he whispered once he calmed down.

"I missed you too," I chuckled as I squoze him back. We looked each other in the face, both of us grinning. I think we would have kissed right then and there - heck, we were both starting to get boners from the hugging - if his Mom weren't standing right there, smiling at this reunion of best friends. But I felt so happy to see Mikey for real again. He seemed giddy with glee to see me, too. I was way glad that I could make his day just by showing up.
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Mikey & Me Part 3 (cont) MikeyAndMe!BUf3a8nZe6 20/09/20(Sun)06:11 No. 27006 ID: efd76d


My pants were the only ones still unzipped. "My turn."


Mikey turned to Eddie. "You wanna be his girlfriend now?"

Eddie's face flashed a look of nervousness as he searched for words. He still didn't seem to trust me. "I wanna rest right now." He leaned against the wall and drank more punch.

Mikey looked at me, smirking. "Game on?"

"Game on," I answered. "Stand up."

Mikey and I both stood up. My pants, still unzipped, fell a little around my hips. I tucked my dick in so it wouldn't catch on the zipper teeth.
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Yet Another Fantasy 2.0 GM (MD)!MiSjM8xvQE 20/06/16(Tue)04:53 No. 26794 ID: 0a0d90 [Reply]

Back in 2008 I was having health issues making it difficult to run games with my normal gaming group, and decided to start writing up some smut as I could go at my own pace. I spent the next 3 months spitting out small 500-1000 word posts with out any clear goal. Despite that it had drew some interest. I stopped with that story, and one of the readers became a player I still run with to this day.

I’ve been meaning to pick the story back up over the years, but when I looked through it, it was in such a messy state that I wanted to start over again. This time around I’ve been working on a world bible, coming up with concepts long before they are put in the story so that I can maintain consistency. In the years since the first story, I came across the isekai concept. While not unique to japan, the tropes they use gives their take on it its own flavor.

I’ll be marking each chapter with tags, but at the end of this spiel you’ll find a majority of the tags I plan to use. This story is a world revolving around lolis and lolitas, along with beasts, monsters and devilish aggressors that want them for breeding. This is also a gender bending story, with the main character becoming a cute loli. I will do my best to separate raw violence from sexual content, but that is not always possible. Vore and absorption in this story is soft, but can be transformative. There will be no scat, however anal egg, toy, and gel stuff may happen. The main character is no safer from having things done to them as other characters in the story, including bad ends. The “true” isekai part will start in the second story arc, while the first arc is for main character development.

On a final note, I’d like to thank backslash for editing this mess, and my friends for being critical in their proofreading. This story will be published on both elit and atf, and perhaps other places that allow such content.

Tags: g, f, futa, anal, bd, best, blackmail, caution, cons, creampie, ds, dream, fdom, fembot, fist, furry, giant, goth, humi, inc, isekai, mc, magic, fsolo, gsolo, hsolo, nc, nosex, ped, preg, rape, reluc, rom, rough, tg, tort, toys, tragic, veg, viol, virg, vore, voy, ws, forniphilia, unbirth, transformation, nullication/amuptee

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GM+(MD)!MiSjM8xvQE 20/09/11(Fri)03:24 No. 26989 ID: 0a0d90

Chapter 7: A bump in the night

Tags: f/g mast anal toy

With the influence of the figment gone, Leroy found her libido quenched. She was in a child’s body after all, she had no reason to become aroused. She placed the blame for those thoughts and desires firmly on the dream creature. Kena also seemed to be keeping a more watchful eye on her, often cuddling Leroy when the dark skinned elf was not busy with chores, and only lightened the cuddling during study so Leroy had some ability to think during those sessions. Between the studying, and the cuddling, Leroy lost track of time as the days bled together, reminding her of her original time as a child.

Leroy gained progressively more mastery over the language Kena spoke with that frightening rapidity of the young, and even began picking up a basic command of the written word. She wasn’t able to write sentences yet, but it was a start. Eventually Kena selected one of the other books from the stack, and combined what was inside with actual practice. Flora and Fauna were the topic of the book, and Kena was happy to show Leroy the garden that she’d only had glimpses of before..

There where vegetables Leroy was familiar with, such as tomatoes, lettuce, and carrots. However there were also ones that were alien to her; a thickly stemmed plant with a fruit that looked like a pale eggplant, that had a teat that could be massaged to produce; of all things, milk; another whose leaves resembled an iconic pig face, that Leroy learned would be used to make proxies for ham, pork, and bacon.

There was also a clutch of small puffy yellow and white birds that were apparently tame. They were fed scraps, and produced the eggs that featured in so much of Kena’s cooking. There was also the compost bin where anything organic was tossed to break down. This was a revelation for Leroy, for this seemed to imply that there were microbes in the world.

When she asked Kena about it, the cat-girl gave an explanation Leroy did not understand as it included words not in the language book. Understanding her confusion, Kena took Leroy to the edge of the nearby woods to collect branches, then the two got very muddy as they assembled a charcoal producing fire by surrounding branches with scrap burnables, lighting it on fire, and then sealing most of the airflow off with compacted dirt. What that had to do with microbes, Leroy had no idea, but it was fun hanging out with Kena and the mud was nice and gooshy between her fingers.

Afterwards, Leroy found herself sharing the same bath with Kena, perched on the innkeeper’s smooth and water-slicked lap, as the older girl cleaned her off. Once that was done, Kena opened another book from the stack, resting it against the wall, balanced on the tub lip, flipping pages slowly with one hand, as she softly stroked Leroy’s flat dark tummy with the other.
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GM+(MD)!MiSjM8xvQE 20/09/11(Fri)03:26 No. 26990 ID: 0a0d90

I always have several chapters done, but I have to wait on others to look over them before I can post them. I'm in this for the long haul.

Anonymous 20/09/11(Fri)15:54 No. 26992 ID: 73cc35

Bless you kind sir. If you ever are looking for more people to help proofread, I just made a post on your atf thread.

Mika, Mika Anonymous 19/06/30(Sun)04:34 No. 26107 ID: 273d8d [Reply]


Inspired/influenced by the biggest masterpiece of our time, "Roommates", is an attempt at the genre of my own (though nowhere as good as Roommates). Takes place in an unnamed Scandinavian country; it's my first story and English isn't my mother language so it's probably pretty stiff.

Day one

Like many other places around the world, Japanese culture had become rather popular in the capital of my country, so a number of years ago, a two-day open-air Japanese culture festival had popped up to be held every spring, in one of the bigger parks close to the center of the city. As a closeted weaboo, it was only natural for me to go there. The first year I went alone, not having any friends at the time also into Japanese stuff. The festival was pretty typical, I assume, with Japanese food stalls, different games for the kids, and performances of martial arts, dances and so on. In contrast to “real” festivals in Japan, however, this was held during the day.

The stalls and performances were okay, but what really caught my surprise - and interest - was all the cosplay taking place, so I spent most of the two days looking at that. It was a real thrill to see my favorite characters being brought to life, but I was too shy to approach any of the cute girls walking around. Talking with someone one-on-one would have been okay, but they were always in groups with their friends, so I didn’t know how to join in, especially just when I was just wearing plain clothes.

So with nothing much happening, I skipped out going for the next couple of years. Entering university, I made a circle of fellow weeaboo friends and one of them suggested that we go to the festival that year. Figuring it would be better to go with someone else than alone, I agreed. Barely anything at the festival had changed, perhaps for some furries having showed up for some reason. After making our round to visit the stalls, we kept our eyes out for any cute girls to chat up. However, even though we could now act as wing-men for each other, we didn’t have much luck in getting to know any of the cosplayers. First of all, most of them seemed to still be teenagers, while we were in our early twenties, and once we did find someone our age, they had obviously gone to the festival to flirt with strangers. It probably didn’t help that we were not cosplaying ourselves, but we thought that that would be overdoing it.

The following year, my friend suggested we go again, and with nothing else to do, I agreed. An extraordinarily warm day for spring, I showed up earlier than planned, and wandered around while waiting for my friend. That’s when I saw her for the first time. In the midst of the sea of middle-aged people studying the exhibit of a Japanese garden, and the cosplayers with their big, complicated costumes, I caught a glimpse of a simple and traditional sailor school uniform. The pureness o Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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OP!T1tXaJv9os 19/09/04(Wed)18:58 No. 26269 ID: b49468

Just noticed this is a tribute to Roommates; very flattering. I'll have to give it a read when I've got time so I can comment on it.

Anonymous 19/10/02(Wed)15:12 No. 26390 ID: e9a3d8

Oh my lord, this is sweet. A little fast-paced for me, but I can sort of believe a young girl seeking positive attention like this. Especially from how you've written her. Honestly I'd love to see more of this. Both you and OP(roomates) are my two favorite authors on this board so far.

Anonymous 20/09/06(Sun)20:39 No. 26983 ID: 409fb9


A Life of Debauchery Monsoon 20/09/03(Thu)22:27 No. 26978 ID: 2b57e1 [Reply]

A Life of Debauchery - Ch 1

Tags: incest, ped, Mg, sleeping, first time, public

Disclaimer: Didn't happen. Of course not. No way.

Recently, I moved into a new apartment. My internet provider in the area says they can’t get to me for a month, due to coronavirus-induced slowdowns of service. That gives a guy a lot of time to think about things. In my life, I’ve done plenty of stuff that should have got me beat up, disowned, broken up with, jailed, or at the very least, cancelled. I thought it’d be good to start writing them down, and just for kicks, putting them on the internet.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not writing this all down because I think my life is over. I’m in my mid thirties, I have a pretty healthy dating life (take that with a grain of salt if you want, considering I’m posting stroke stories on 7chan), and I have a cat that probably loves me very much. This is an activity that I can do with minimal internet connection that isn’t replaying a PS4 game for the billionth time. Plus, I’ll probably get myself off recounting the stories as well.

Today I’m going to talk about a particularly eventful trip my family would take to the beach every summer. Everyone on my Mom’s side of the family would meet in a town on the Maryland shore, usually over the fourth of July, and we’d spend a week hanging out, eating good food, going to boardwalks and the like. In my family, it was just me (20), my parents and my older brother, John (21) .but my Mom’s sister had a much bigger family: there were three boys: Mark (16), Andy (15) and Jr (13); and two girls, Maxine (16) and Allison (12).

We would all stay in a much too cramped beachhouse (which I would later find out is insanely overpriced during the on season), usually on an assortment of fold out beds and blow up mattresses. All the boys would generally stay on one floor, and the girls would take a bedroom for themselves. It was usually never a big deal since we’d only go to those areas to sleep, since the days were either filled with being at the beach, playing board games in the kitchen, or watching movies in the living room.

Over several seasons (as well as subsequently family gatherings), I had found myself growing sexually attracted to Maxine and emotionally attracted to Allison. I would fantasize about plowing Maxine, stuffing my cock in her mouth, breaking her, etc, while I would also fantasize about being Allison boyfriend, taking her on dates, making out in my car, that sort of thing. I know that should be flip-flopped--or rather, Allison should be off the table in general. But, the heart wants what the heart wants, and I wanted (of course in complete secrecy never to be revealed to my family) her little hand in mind.
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Anonymous 20/09/04(Fri)18:48 No. 26979 ID: e1f5a4

Hot. Please give us more.

Anonymous 20/09/04(Fri)18:51 No. 26980 ID: e1f5a4

Hot. Please give us more.

Anonymous 20/09/05(Sat)04:08 No. 26981 ID: b24e5b

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