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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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AnonyMPC 14/04/20(Sun)01:31 No. 21579 ID: a609fb

>>21565
>>21577

Although I made ASSTR my main choice for permanent posting, hentaifoundry's also an okay option... they're known for art, but they do have a story section, and they don't require the stories to be based on cartoons or anything, like I once thought. One downside is that uploading can be kind of pain, their interface has some flaws that can screw up a lot of formatting if you just copy and paste. On the plus side, you do get the feedback of, even people who aren't interested in leaving comments, favoriting your stories or putting you on their watchlist.




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




Roommates (loli) Anonymous 12/10/06(Sat)11:32 No. 17319 ID: 5c8966 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [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 14/04/22(Tue)08:47 No. 21591 ID: 1904bf

>>21588
yep....


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Anonymous 14/04/22(Tue)08:52 No. 21592 ID: 7ab636

What was the other story he said he was working on?


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Anonymous 14/04/22(Tue)19:32 No. 21593 ID: a3580c

Thanks, OP. Don't be discouraged by some of the criticism here, you should focus on whatever is happening in your life. An untroubled OP is a good OP.

Also, don't die. Please.




Device Brothers - Chapter 1 - The Ottoman wondash!v4DxM5avR6 14/04/10(Thu)04:54 No. 21522 ID: fc5e42 [Reply]

Chapter 1 – The Ottoman

Tina and I were walking back from the beach. It was a very warm day even for late August. Summer vacation was nearing an end. I was wearing my favorite bikini, string top and bottoms. Tina’s had put on a tee and wrap over her bikini. She was always more reserved than I, even though she was gorgeous. We rounded the corner and made a left down the alley, a short-cut to our beach house. A few cars were parked, one of them a Corvette which we both admired. Ahead of the Vette was a panel van. As we passed, the side door and passenger doors opened together. My brain tried to register what happened next, but it was all so fast. Tina screamed and was quickly muffled. I felt a rag across my face, became very dizzy, then all went black.

My head hurt. I opened my eyes and tried to focus. The room was empty save for a chair, small side table, and the bed I as on. There was one door and no windows. I tried to sit up and realized that I couldn’t. Straps crossed my body and legs. And what was in my mouth, a ball, a gag! “Ahhhmmmmfffffff”. I tried to scream but only made a muffled sound. Tears welled in my eyes. Oh god, where was I? Where was Tina? What’s happening? I closed my eyes and tried to relax. The door opened. A man walked in. He was wearing a white lab coat and hospital scrubs. Maybe this was a hospital. But why was I restrained and gagged. He carried a silver tray which he set on the table. I could see a syringe. Immediately I started to struggle “Nnnnnnnnnn.” He approached my side and steadied my arm. “No need to worry” he said, and I felt the sting of the needle. “You’ll start to feel a bit light headed. Don’t worry. I’ll be back as soon as I tend to your friend.”

I didn’t fall asleep, but my mind was not clear. I tried to focus. What did I need to do? Something should be done, something was wrong, but what? Things didn’t seem so bad all of a sudden. I was relaxed. Some time later, the door opened and the man returned. As he approached, I noticed the bulge at his waist. Did he have an erection? For some reason, this did not concern me. At my side, he held each of my eyelids open and shined a small light in my eyes. “Good” he mumbled to himself. “Jenny, I’m going to remove your gag now.” It felt good to close my mouth. “Wwwear am I? how do you know my name?” “You’re safe here. I have some questions to ask. I know you’ll tell me the truth. I’ve already spoken with Tina. He began to ask questions, and for some reason, I just answered. He asked about my family and where I lived. He asked how old I was. He asked about my relationship with Tina (she was my best friend). Then the topic changed. “Jenny, are you a virgin?” I was. Tina and I had spoken of this together. We would wait for the right time and place. So far, that had not happened. I began to shake, but still, I felt obliged to answer. “Yes.” The very personal questions co Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 14/04/20(Sun)12:44 No. 21581 ID: f5b1c2

>>21575
You're probably tripping an automatic spam filter.


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Anonymous 14/04/20(Sun)13:45 No. 21582 ID: 971936

NOOO! why is he banned? How do we alert a moderator?


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DadricPrince 14/04/22(Tue)05:04 No. 21589 ID: 8b905b

Try not putting anything in the subject bar, worked for me.




Darkness at the End of the Tunnel (slash, loli & we'll see where Random Evername 13/12/01(Sun)19:37 No. 20360 ID: 0beccd [Reply]

This is my first attempt at starting a story on here. I've tried a few things on Fiction Press, but not quite this depraved. I'm inspired by some of the examples here (especially Roommates), so I thought I would give it a try. I don't pretend this is that good. I'm not even sure that I'm posting this right.

Chapter 1

I turn to move past Hayley McSween in the hallway connecting the kitchen to the dishwasher in the restaurant serving St. Edmund’s Country Club. With a hand on my chest, she lightly pushes me into the door for the stockroom. “Can you close for me tonight? I want to go to the mall with from friends.” Her fingers trace from my chest to my belt buckle suggesting a possible compensation for my sacrifice.

I am Kyler … Kyler Jakubowski. At nineteen years old, I scrape, borrow, and force my way through my sophomore year in bio-premed at Stony Brook University on Long Island. Straight A’s so far – lookin’ good. It may be mercenary, but I will do just about anything to endure this crucible for that glimpse of wealth I see at the other end.

I live in a cramped, non-air-conditioned attic apartment of an ancient home that I rent from some old couple – Mr. and Mrs. Watson. With its back staircase access, I never have to see them, if I don’t want to. They’re okay, though – always waving to me and baking me stuff. Back in the day, the house was an old whaling captain’s home, so I have access to a little glass room above the attic. His wife could watch for his ship to return. No lie – it’s called a belvedere.

My college is on Long Island, but my savings account is strictly Schenectady. It was a lot easier to afford the $300 monthly rent before my roommate, Freddie Steffanaur, was expelled for copying an entire term paper, verbatim, from an internet site – for the third time. What a fuckin’ jackass.

Which is why, when Hailey McSween asks me to close for her at work -- I’m tempted to say, “Yes” without delay. I can use the extra hours, even though I have a shitload of homework – I can fake it through Statistics, but Orgo is getting pretty tough. I’m lying -- even though Hailey’s only sixteen, she is smoking hot with reputation to spare. I’m always happy to do her a favor … just in case it could lead to something.

Ah shit, who am I kidding? That’s just living out one of my masturbation fantasies. With a healthy allowance, she doesn’t need the job, but her parents think it builds character. I’m glad I enjoyed a few seconds of that delirium before answering because she reaches down and traces my stiffness from the outside with just one finger, and it drives me senseless, “I can make it worth your while.”
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Chapter 14 Random Evername 14/04/21(Mon)03:26 No. 21584 ID: 0beccd

Chapter 14

Bio lab is over before I know it (a successful lab – no accidents, no obvious skin rashes, no singed eyebrows). I have all afternoon free. I don’t remember a time where I wasn’t studying, working, or looking for a job. I’m not even sure what to do with myself. I grab a quick bite of lunch at the Student Union Building while completing my lab write up.

The spare time gives me a chance to reflect on what I’m driving toward – the brass ring with an M.D. behind my name. It’s been fun getting reacquainted with my cousin, but I can’t afford to get waylaid by a pretty young face and a tight, athletic body. A far cry from that goofy little girl I spent summers with, yet, she is still only twelve. The quickest path to expulsion from Stony Brook along with abandonment of all my dreams is for her to tell one person that I tickled her crotch.

A lesson I had to learn over and over again as a curious child – if you touch something hot, you get burned. And Vienna is smokin’ hot. I feel the need to eviscerate this excess energy at the university gym. Honestly, it has nothing to do with trying to impress a child whose muscles have their own zip code.

Afterwards, I consider meeting Vienna at her art class on campus, but she’s required to travel back to the academy and sign out before I collect her for afternoon activities. I wait at her school when the van returns with the advanced art students. Vienna disembarks and waves in my direction. She heads into the school lobby to check in, and then check out.

Celestina exits the bus after Vienna and sashays over to me. “Hi, Kyler,” she says with a snarky grin. “We missed you at art class.”

I’m not really sure how to respond to her baited barbs. Finally, I dismiss it outright. “I enjoyed your perfume advertisement. Innocent?”

“Presumed Innocent,” Celestina says. “I’m a guest on an episode of SVU airing tomorrow night. Do you think you’ll catch it?”
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Anonymous 14/04/21(Mon)07:57 No. 21585 ID: 4dcd49

The plot thickens...


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Anonymous 14/04/21(Mon)17:07 No. 21587 ID: 89a484

liking the story lots op, keep up the great work!




My First Attempt at story telling Lickit 13/10/16(Wed)21:17 No. 19930 ID: 49e734 [Reply]

Hi, I thought I would attempt a story. Here is
chapter one. Tell me what you think.


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Mike and Jimmy Chapter 25 Lickit 14/04/01(Tue)00:56 No. 21465 ID: 49e734

Chapter Twenty Five: The Best


Billy and Josh both laughed and it was Billy who said, "oh you guys! " I looked at them, and us, all four of us standing naked in the hallway. "Okay you guys," I started, "do
me a favor. Go back into your room, and grab all the stuff off your bed, sheets, blankets, pillow cases, EVERYTHING. Bring them out here, and do you see that little door
on the wall down there? That's a clothes chute, just open it up and put everything in there. It'll drop to the laundry room, and I'll go down there and put everything into the
wash. This way, we can have clean sheets again for tonight." "Okay Mikey" "Jimmy? Will you please do the same for OUR bed?" Jimmy looked at me, and his eyes
grinned, "but, it's YOUR bed Mikey." I smiled, kissed him, and said, "not anymore cutie, not after last night. It's OURS now." "Oooooooohhhhh!" came the noise from
both Billy and Josh. I laughed, "okay, and will someone knock on Todd and Jason's door, and ask them to do the same thing? I'll go downstairs and get breakfast star- ...."
I didn't finish, at that moment I could smell the aroma of bacon cooking. I looked at the boys and asked, "you guys smell that?" "Oh YEAH I smell BACON!! God I'm STARVED"
We all went downstairs to the kitchen where we found Todd and Jason, both still naked, except for the aprons they were wearing. Todd was cooking bacon, and Jason was
busy scrambling eggs, and preparing toast. "Whoa!!!!", I exclaimed, "holy shit you guys!! You know you didn't have to do this." "Aww Mikey," Jason said, "after last night,
Todd and I decided that we should make the breakfast for you guys! But you RUINED the surprise." I asked, "surprise?" "Yeah Mikey," Todd said, "we were going to bring
all you guys breakfast in bed." "Oh Todd, I'm sorry, but this is SWEET! Thank you. We can eat down here, no big deal. Josh, Billy, Jimmy? Will you guys go upstairs and
strip the beds, including Todd and Jason's?" "Yeah Mikey, no problem." "Great, I'll go down to the laundry room and get things started."
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Gribsley Grumbits 14/04/19(Sat)01:37 No. 21572 ID: ac051d

Please continue! This is amazing.


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Oh yeah. Lickit 14/04/21(Mon)14:52 No. 21586 ID: 95200d

>>21572

Yes, there is more to come, however, I am very busy with work. Not much time for this kind of fun. More soon.




Guardian FlatulentSpliff 14/02/19(Wed)10:00 No. 21171 ID: d5b724 [Reply]

Hi everyone, this is the first time I'm uploading an elit I've written, and also the first time I'm publicly posting an english-written story. Please understand english is my second language, and although I try to be thorough when it comes to grammar and punctuation. I am also writting all of this on a phone (thankfully one with a physical keyboard), which doesn't really help, but I hope it's readable quality.

This story will eventually contain: M/g, M/f, M/F, F/g, f/g, (possibly F/b) mast, oral, anal, and maybe some more extreme tags, though probably not with the girl.

It is a slow, romantic story, definetely not for a quick fap (if you want one of those, may I recommend Phil Phantom or one of AnonyMPC's or Nicholas Fellheimer's tributes?), and won't have much sex for the first few chapters. Personally I like the tension and buildup of slower stories, and will try to accomplish that.

I ask for your imput and constructive criticism. If you have any suggestions, I'll also be happy to read those. Also any corrections to my grammar, punctuation, or false facts I've mentioned would be welcome.


Guardian, by FlatulentSpliff
Hope you enjoy.

DISCLAIMER
(I realize I probably don't have to say this on this board, but hopefully it will keep some of the flaming idiots away.)
This is a work of fiction. All characters, events and story plots are product of my imagination. I do NOT endorse the sexual acts here described, it is a fantasy. I don't want to know anything about any experiences you might've had that resemble this story. This story is not real, if it were, it would be considered child abuse in most countries, consenting or not.
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Bump Anonymous 14/04/02(Wed)15:31 No. 21471 ID: 8bd047

More please


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Too many Infected Mushrooms FlatulentSpliff 14/04/18(Fri)10:35 No. 21569 ID: 763fd6

<Okay, apparently I don't know how to be brief, so before you get your hopes up with this long post, this is not a story update, it's a long, drug-induced ramble>

Hey guys, just a small update on WTF have I been doing, apologies, excuses and explanation. So, having a loli-centered story is apparently not the same thing I have in common with other writers on this board, since apparently I also disappear without an explanation for months, something I had hoped I'd never do.

First of all, thanks for the encouragement, this story is special and sentimental for me. It's my first venture into erotica, and I am still frightened I'll screw it at some point, but I'll finish this, that I swear, since, as I said, it's a very important story for me, personally. Of course, other writers have said so before, so there's no reason for you to beleive me.

Second: Why the fuck haven't I updated the story? I can give you a bunch of excuses and they'd all be true, my phone broke, I still don't have a computer, my health has been shit, I just started school, blah blah blah. The two real reasons are these, and the first one is actually good news for me. There's a chance I'll have a some short stories I wrote published, so the last couple of weeks I've been focusing all my writing time (when I can borrow a PC for a few hours) on polishing said stories, and hopefully get paid something for them and buy myself a computer.

The second reason, and this one is the real one (that before was just boasting haha), I broke up with my gf (OK, technically she dumped me), and (until recently) been in a fucking weird spiral of getting drunk, fucked up, or just not even getting out of bed. I believe this is a mini-depression, and if I wrote anything in this story it would've been Fran raping Lucy or some shit like that, and that's definitely not where I want to take this story, so I thought it best to leave the story on standby until my romantic side came back. I fall in love easily, so hopefully I'll continue this soon. I do have some of the next chapter that I wrote until the break-up, but it's still not in a readable state.

So, in summing up or TL;DR, been depressed, story not abandoned, just on personal hiatus.

Also, even though I appreciate the sentiment, please don't bump this post until I start adding more to the story. There are great writers around here, and I'm sure their stories deserve to be seen more than mine while it's not updated.

PS: After re-reading this, it sounds like I'm a creep and this story is special to me because it happened or something, I think this doesn't need to be said, and it's probably my pot-induced paranoia, but I've never, and would never do anything sexual with a kid, my personal rule is my age divided by two, plus 6, right no Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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All kinds of sluts in here FlatulentSpliff 14/04/20(Sun)15:25 No. 21583 ID: a0de1a

What a misleading title. Anyway, as previously said, I'm a love-slut, and that means I'm back to writing. The previous post I actually wrote more than a week ago, but couldn't manage to post it till yesterday. I've been editing what I had previously written, and guess what? It was a fly covered pile of constipated rhino shit. So I had to delete a big chunk and edit the rest, and I'm not sure it's much of an improvement, but I'm trying my best. I have no clue how much more time it's going to take, so I'm not gonna give a deadline, but I'll try to work on it at least one hour a day. That much I can do without feeling pressured.

Also, you can expect Sus to be appearing much more, since she's greatly inspired by the person that made me want to keep with the story. Don't worry, Lucy is still the star. But unless I decide to kill Sus (which I might) or make a spin-off about her (which I probably won't), she'll be a regular cast. Hopefully I'll say the character's real name and stop with the stupid "Sus" (and her name's not Susana).

Also, is there a code to use cursiva? Cause that would make the internal dialogues much more understandable.

Another random thought: while rereading the previous chapters, I realised I have a lot of stupid spelling errors. I'm still writing on my phone, so this will probably keep happening (I didn't get paid for my stories T_T).

And yes, I realise I just bumped this post with random shit after asking you not to do it. As usual, my excuse is: I'm high. If you want to understand my mindset, search on YouTube for "Afroman - cause I got high"

Toodles, see ya soon, hopefully.




The Long View Ed Said 13/09/14(Sat)04:40 No. 19712 ID: a1a3c6 [Reply]

(Loli, Shota, inc., kink, etc.)

I held most of my weight on my elbows, and looked down into her eyes. They stared back up at me, wide, maybe a little scared.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked.

She sucked in a quick breath and nodded – her lips parting to let her breathe quick and deep, and she opened her thighs a little wider. My balls had been resting on one of them, and I felt them swing free for a moment before landing against her vulva. As I rolled my hips back to get into position, my cock dragged across her mons, and the soft patch of her pubes ticked the underside of shaft. The sudden stimulation sent a shudder through me, and my member burped out a thick rope of precum that I could feel dripping down her tiny mound and labia.

I lined up for the first thrust, looked deep into her eyes, and thought back to the moment that had lead us here.


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John Caker 13/10/22(Tue)08:10 No. 19977 ID: cf9877

keep going, this is f-ing amazing


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Rain 13/10/24(Thu)09:24 No. 19986 ID: 63b67a

And I begin the wait eagerly. This is absolutely excellent good sir.


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Anonymous 14/04/20(Sun)07:41 No. 21580 ID: 2bb384

op this is taking forever




Breaking Bo Sonder!!AwZTHlMTWv 13/12/08(Sun)21:03 No. 20427 ID: 0550d2 [Reply]

[male, gay, high school]
Usually I'd write a more specific set of tags, but I want this story to be an open-ended work-in-progress. Although I do have a basic plot outlined for 8-9 chapters, I'm always open to suggestions from you guys about what direction you'd like the story to go. Feel free to suggest something in the comments. All suggestions are appreciated, but please remember it's simply not possible to satisfy them all. =(

This story is set in an all-boys boarding school for Grade 8-12 students (13-17 years old). The main characters are students who live within the 5 different boarding houses, one house for each year of students. The school itself is in a big city on the edge of a river. Beyond the boarding houses, but still part of the school grounds, there is a peninsula of forest/scrub land known as the Hook.


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Sonder!!AwZTHlMTWv 14/03/22(Sat)21:28 No. 21402 ID: 8175a1

The two boys froze as they listened to the unknown person jump in the remaining shower and turn on the taps. Then they heard the familiar sound of Azza's voice echo through the room.
“You in here Bo?” he called. Bo looked up, his eyes wide, Ben's dick still staring him in the face.
“Uh - yeah, how did you know?” he called back.
“You weren't in your room,” said Azza. “Who else is in here?” Ben nervously looked down at Bo, who mouthed at him to say something.
“Errr it's Ben,” he said. Bo knew what would happen next and quickly fell to the floor, just before Azza's face appeared at the top of the wall.
“Ben, here again!? Are your showers broken or something?” Ben forced himself to smile casually, trying to ignore the naked boy at his feet.
“Nah just full, and I couldn't be bothered waiting for people to get out so I came here instead.” Azza just smiled.
“Fair enough I guess,” he said, dropping back behind the wall. Bo stared up at Ben from the floor, both boys sharing a relieved grin. Ben started gesturing with his hands at Bo to quickly get back in his own shower. Bo had clambered back to his knees, his face again level with Ben's groin when Azza spoke again.
“How was your weekend by the way?” With another frantic wave at Bo, Ben began telling Azza what he did during his time away. Bo knew he should quietly slip back to his own shower, but the sight of Ben's still-erect cock only inches from his mouth was making him incredibly horny. His own dick was already stiff, and he hadn't even touched it.
Fuck it.
As the two other boys continued talking, Bo leaned forward and wrapped his lips around Ben's cock, causing him to stop mid-sentence.
“Then we went to – ohhh...” he trailed off, gazing down at the cute boy sucking his dick. Bo was enjoying the sensation of the cock filling his mouth, and the hot salty taste of skin. He slid his mouth all the way down the shaft, the tip of Ben's dick pushing into his throat, before sliding it back out again. Ben softly moaned, closing his eyes as Bo started blowing him.
“You went where? I didn't hear you,” called Azza. Ben was struggling to even think straight, let alone form sentences. He tried to pull away, but Bo grabbed his butt with his hands and held him close, still sucking on his cock. He was loving the feel of Ben's dick in his mouth, so much that his own was still rock hard and oozing. Ben gave up trying to get away and surrendered to Bo's mouth, while still attempting to talk.
“We went to the – ohhh – the beach,” he stammered. “Eventually it was – ughh - was time to come – ahhh – back here.” Bo could taste pre-cum in his mouth as it leaked from Ben's cock. He started sucking faster and moved one hand off Ben's butt to start jerking off his own dick, feeling his balls beginning t Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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You go boys! Lickit 14/03/22(Sat)22:20 No. 21403 ID: 49e734

>>21402
>>It's gonna be awesome.

LOL, it ALREADY is awesome.


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Frumps 14/04/19(Sat)01:38 No. 21573 ID: ac051d

this is great, please continue




The Creeper (Loli) Anonymous 13/12/27(Fri)00:33 No. 20531 ID: a2f9ff [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

So, where to start?

Name’s Ed. Edward to my parents. Ed to everyone who doesn’t treat me like a four-year-old piece of shit. My story isn’t particularly a normal one, although I guess if it was, it wouldn’t be much of a story. But I guess you’re wondering what the super, awesomely amazing thing that I have taken the time out of my day to tell is. Well, it kind of is amazing, but all good things come to an end. But, I’ll get to that later. Don’t want to ruin the story before it’s even started, do I?

The Creeper. Quite an apt name to describe myself, to be perfectly honest, even if it does contain a bold resemblance to the giant green penises within that god-awful game called Minecraft. Ahem, anyway, the name is kind of related to my story. Or completely related, I guess. You see, throughout my life, I’ve been a bit of a creep. Not in a complete beta-fag, following girls around with pit stains and braces, trailing them until they recognise my existence kind of way. In fact, to be completely honest with you, I’ve never been bad with girls. I mean, I lost my virginity at 13, so I guess that’s not too bad of an achievement, eh? Anyway, enough bragging. The reason for the name is sort of derived from my ahh… hobbies. Ever since I got my first phone (or at least, phone with the nifty little camera on it), I’ve been a fan of taking creep shots. Y’know, sneaking dirty pics of people in public without their knowledge or consent, to then take back to my home and have a glorious fap to. Weird, but nothing too abnormal to create a story about, right? Wrong.

Taking creep shots is generally looked down upon, but to some people it’s a good thing. It helps other people to get their dick hard, so it’s really a good thing. Although, the sort of creep shots I take probably shouldn’t be shared with anyone. Ever. But I’m fine with that. I’m generally quite a selfish person anyway. But I can hear your voices screaming at me to tell you the mystery shots that I could possibly take. I assume a lot of you have guessed this already anyway, but I’ll comply nonetheless. They are girls. Little girls. Lolis. Whatever you want to calm them. I would hover around parks and wait for these girls in short skirts to reveal their cute little butts after swinging around on the monkey bars. Oh the panties. They were perhaps the biggest turn on for me. Pink was best. The girlier the better. And there I’d be, with my phone out, sneaking every shot possible. Then I would travel home just awaiting that amazing fap.

Anyway, you know the name, but not the game. So, I’ll tell you my story. I guess the best place to start would be when I was 13. At this point, I wasn’t even remotely close to being interested in little girls. I was simply interested in any girl my own age, much like any other guy. Ironically, it was the involvement with a girl my own age that actually got me into girls much younger Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 14/04/04(Fri)18:52 No. 21486 ID: 2fae06

Bumpity bumb, hoping for a new release this weekend!


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stereotyper 14/04/07(Mon)04:57 No. 21500 ID: be2af6

>>(and who the fuck needed dental hygiene?)
British... *sigh*


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Anonymous 14/04/18(Fri)21:36 No. 21571 ID: 647f79

Bump




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