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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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Shut-in lured into BSDM lifestyle Jaxxi1979 14/12/07(Sun)11:36 No. 22916 ID: 5e47ec

I'm looking for recommendations, not a story I've already read. There are a shit-ton of stories out there about girls suffering from Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) or a traumatic past being lured "out of their shell" into the BSDM scene or a slave lifestyle.

I'm hoping someone here can recommend a story the switches up roles. Specifically, I'd like to find a story about a lonely male shut-in with a traumatic past being lured out of shell. Something with a Femdom theme.

Bonus points if one of the characters is portrayed as a geek or a nerd.


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.

Conquering With Darkness Mint 11/04/14(Thu)06:51 No. 11868 ID: 8c6d64 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

This is the sequel to Toying with Darkness. If you want to read the first one without going through the pages of this board, it can be found here:


I have to voice that I'm a bit concerned about posting a sequel. New people come across this story, don't want to bother reading the original and then just move on. I'll post a summary of the first story after this chapter. I'm just too tired to write it now and I want to begin this story. So for first time readers who are too lazy to read the original, hit reply to find the summary and if it's not there yet, just be patient.

And it begins. This one contains a shit ton of battles, some death, some drama and a whole lot of sex. If you'll notice on the tags I added a new one since I posted it on my blog. I forgot to include it. I'm sure you'll enjoy.

Tags: Anal, orgy, incest, orgy, bestiality, abuse, angst, anthro, Bondage, sadism, masochism, body modification (in every sense of the term), corruption, dominance (male to female, female to female and female to male), exhibitionism, lesbianism (a lot), futanari, humiliation, underage, pedophilia (lots), mind control (demon powers), character deaths (some you might not want to), pregnancy, oral, rape, slavery, masturbation, transformation, violence, gore, blood-drinking, pissing, plushie (you heard me), bunny sex (not kidding), lactation (yeah, I'm going there)



Chapter 1
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Rain 13/06/10(Mon)15:24 No. 19143 ID: 4c099f

Bitchin'. I'm interested in all of those things.

Anonymous 14/07/26(Sat)04:01 No. 22120 ID: 1a33d2

Can't quite let it go yet. This is still some of the best writing around on this board.

Mint 14/12/18(Thu)12:29 No. 22987 ID: 62b1d7


Err...really? I quit a long time ago. Why do you keep bumping this? It's the same thing with the Button's story. It's over. We quit. Stop bumping stories that will never be finished and instead read stories that are active. There's a reason so many stories get dropped and authors leave.

A Sissy Story Dee 13/01/12(Sat)18:49 No. 18110 ID: 9b0c45 [Reply] [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 14/07/12(Sat)02:26 No. 22060 ID: a06bd3

this might be dead but it deserves one more bump

Anonymous 14/07/26(Sat)06:49 No. 22122 ID: a9d5a0


Anonymous 14/12/18(Thu)04:22 No. 22986 ID: 93cbab

Desperate Bump

iCity Tales by AnonyMPC (various tags, cyberpunk, violence) AnonyMPC 14/07/30(Wed)22:09 No. 22139 ID: a609fb [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Hi, I'm AnonyMPC. You might remember me from such stories as "My Private Camwhore," "Relatively Powered", and "Yet Another Thing That Isn't The Next My Private Camwhore."

Well, after a long time where I was working on various stories and making very slow progress, I got hit with an idea that caught my imagination on fire. It started with the artist NeckRomancer on HF, who drew a few pieces inspired my stories, and we got to talking. An offhanded comment by me made him suggest a story idea, a SF one that had a sort of cyberpunk vibe. It was a good idea, and I'm actually a fan of old-school cyberpunk and all it's tropes, but I didn't want to tackle it. I was too busy, and too far behind, with other stuff. But it reminded me of another idea I had (based on an idea granted to me by a fellow named kludo I met in an artist's stream), also set in a cyberpunk world. And I began to toss around the idea of a set of stories set in the same city, and came up with a few ideas, and NeckRomancer suggested a couple more, and finally, I realized I was enjoying the process more than I had writing in a while, and what's more, I had 5 stories that I thought fit together pretty well, I knew exactly where they began and ended and how they fit together. They could be short, I told myself, maybe one sex scene each, so it wouldn't be too much of a distraction from my other projects. And I started writing the first, getting more work done in one day than I had in all the other stories I was working on combined in the past week, and I had that glorious feeling I hadn't had in a long time where my mind was racing with things to write even while I was asleep.

So I figured I had to stick with it, even if it meant everything else getting delayed, again, for overall output, the best strategy is sticking with the stuff I'm excited with most.
I finished the first story, and am started on the second. I'm not going to officially post it to my site (http://www.asstr.org/~AnonyMPC/ if you've forgotten), or my HF page, until all five are done and cross-checked. But, because I have a history with this site, I thought I'd post them one-by-one here and here only. You can, hopefully, be my beta-test, so I can catch any major issues. This also means it'll be slightly less edited than they usually are, and I plan to tighten it up.

A few notes of things I'm especially looking for, or need to say up front:
Classic cyberpunk, which I'm a fan of, doesn't really mesh perfectly with computers and the Internet as it exists today. So I've done a bit of a bastard fusion and used some handwaving of vague historical events that have altered how things work. I'm certainly willing to hear if you think anything doesn't make sense on that level (networks don&# Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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Non-Anonymous 14/12/17(Wed)19:08 No. 22982 ID: b3e330

with the first story in this set, i was intrigued. i liked the world-building, i liked the musing exposition (i really have to work on the info-bombs in my own writing), and i really liked the premise. hell, i even liked the second person perspective, believe it or not.

with this one, you transcended. i went into it, expecting a story. you gave me a tale. a yarn. the type of thing i would have gladly devoured in one of the story collections i found in a yardsale milk crate. i laughed, i nearly cried, i ROOTED for the characters. i love what you're doing, and i can't wait for more. also, you reminded me of one of my favorite philosophical arguing points. about the infinite nature of PI. but that's another rant.

Non-Anonymous 14/12/17(Wed)20:28 No. 22983 ID: 9fd99f

Dammit. Forgot to mention two things. Firstly, I literally cheered at the end. Well done on getting the reader emotionally involved. Second, I absolutely loved the tie-in with the introductory story. Well played.

Anonymous 14/12/18(Thu)01:17 No. 22985 ID: 0dbf24

This stuff's amazing. I wish I could fund you AnonyMPC. These are probably the best characters you've made since Andrew and Erin.

What's next up on your plate?

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] [Last 50 posts]

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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Anonymous 14/10/30(Thu)06:05 No. 22653 ID: 8513a4

I can't imagine anything I would change to improve the story you're telling. You have a real talent and this is breathtaking.

Anonymous 14/12/17(Wed)14:41 No. 22980 ID: 8ec50f

More please?

Anonymous 14/12/18(Thu)01:16 No. 22984 ID: 0dbf24

I've missed this author. He hasn't updated this or his other story recently.

Growing Pains Dede 14/01/23(Thu)21:39 No. 20887 ID: 620eb5 [Reply]

Everybody remembers when they discovered masturbating for the first time. Mine was the day my family moved to Texas. There were four of us, me, my mom, my dad and my older sister, Courtney. Our old house in Nebraska was huge and I had a whole side of the house to myself practically, but now I was sharing the other side of a thin wall with my sister.

She unpacked some and then excused herself to go for a walk around our new neighborhood. We had always lived in the middle of nowhere, and so moving to a packed suburb was a big change for us. We'd be going to a school with 1700 other kids instead of 80 or 90. Also, for the first time we'd be seeing very little of eachother at school. With so few other kids around, we were bound to run into eachother frequently. Dad told me when you went to a school that big, you often didn't even meet everyone after four years.

I would be an 5th grader that year and my sister would be in 8th. She had always been a little on the chubby side with long blonde hair and loved wearing shorts that barely covered her asscheeks and tank tops. Despite there being very little selection in Nebraska, she always seemed to have a boyfriend since as far back as I remember. I wondered how long it would take for that to happen here.

That night she came in a little after sundown and we had dinner together. She retired to bed shortly after and I did the same. I was watching something on the History Channel when I heard something knocking next door. At first I thought she was hanging a picture or something, but when I turned the sound off I heard her moaning and her headboard hitting the wall.

I turned my TV off and slipped out of bed. Her bedroom door was closed, but her closet connected to the laundry room, so I opened the laundry room door quietly and slipped inside. The door into her room was open and I could see dim light coming through.

I crept up to the sliver of light and whenI pressed my eye to it I could see her bent over on her elbows and knees. Her pale ass was up in the air and her black thong was around her legs. A tall, skinny guy a little older than her had two handfulls of her ass and was fucking her raw. I stared in shock, but didn't leave. I could feel myself getting hard and knew that I was going to stay and watch this. Sure, that was my sister Courtney, but somehow this was the best thing I'd ever seen.

Her tummy was hanging down between her thighs and her huge white tits were spilling out of the top of her pajama shirt and bouncing as the guy drilled himself into her bare. She was moaning rhythmically with his thrusts and I could hear her wetness as his cock slapped into her soaking hole. Her hair was in her eyes and I could see her red lips hanging open.

I thought about her mouth as I began masturbating for the first time, finding it immediately intoxicating and almost mind-altering.
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Dede 14/03/23(Sun)23:57 No. 21413 ID: 620eb5

I couldn't believe that, but it made me twitch.

"That was the first time I'd ever kissed a girl. I didn't even know I was into that until she was leaned over me yelling. Fucking a guy with a girlfriend excites me, and when her face was so close to mine, I did the thing that felt the most right."

I was about to stop and ask her a question, but then she pulled her panties to the side, showing me her swollen, pink lips. She dragged a finger through them and I watched them curl silkily around her fingertip until it pulled away wet.

"Don't talk" she demanded.

I held her panties to the side and sunk my tongue into her for the first time, my aching cock hanging uselessly between my legs. Her flavor was so enticing that I buried my tongue deep and rolled it inside her.

"I kissed her and she just stood there, so I pulled back. I saw how red her face was, but not with anger. I got up from my chair and she stood up straight, backing away."

She told me how she crossed the room hungrily, Stacy reaching the wall with her back and how she kissed her again and pulled Stacy closer by the small of her back. Stacy tried to pull away and break their embrace, but Beth slapped her across her face and told her to shut her mouth.

"She was so submissive. Once I slapped her it was like she was waiting to be told what to do next. I see why you like her" Beth moaned as I sucked on her clit, determined to get her off. She was drenched when I began but was soaking my face too now as she told me about my ex succumbing to her.
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Anonymous 14/05/10(Sat)22:50 No. 21715 ID: 5f279f



--aaagh! Cliffhanger! FUCK!!

Please, please continue!

Anonymous 14/12/17(Wed)16:22 No. 22981 ID: da7db4

What happened to this? Holy shit this is good, please continue

Accidental Motherfucker Evil+Empire 14/11/28(Fri)12:39 No. 22880 ID: 38de42 [Reply]

Accidental Motherfucker

(futa on female, teen, incest (daughterxmother), shower masturbation

Jerking off in the shower is almost always an exercise in frustration for me. Even while I'm fapping away there's an invisible clock in the back of my head ticking away the seconds until either I run out of hot water or Mom busts into the bathroom to yell at me for using up said hot water. On top of that, for me standing up while jerking my cock isn't the most comfortable position, it's much easier to spank out a load sitting or lying down. But mostly it's that fucking clock in the back of my head counting down the seconds that makes jerking off in the shower so damn har-er, difficult.

Given a choice I'd much rather toss a load off in my bedroom and I usually do when given the opportunity. That is, when my little sister isn't home or is otherwise occupied with something that keeps out of our bedroom. Yeah, I share my bedroom with my sister. How much does that absolutely blow?

Anyway, to get to the point, my sister was home and I was furiously beating off in the shower. I stroked my well-soaped cock with my right hand while clutching a bar of soap in my left in case my cock needed a re-soaping.

I was in the zone, or nearly so. I could feel that familiar and welcome pressure at the back of my cock and I knew that soon I would reach the point of no return. I was fantasizing about the girls in my gym class. Or more specifically, fantasizing about fucking them all in the girl's locker room. I pictured them all naked and lined up; faces pressed to the cold concrete floor with their smooth round asses up in the air for my inspection.

As my fantasy-self lined up behind a pretty blonde whom I hated I groaned and tilted my head back. I was so close! The thought of hate-fucking that little bitch was driving me closer to the edge and I pushed my body into a taut arc, standing up on my tippy-toes in anticipation of my long-awaited cum.
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Anonymous 14/12/05(Fri)09:52 No. 22905 ID: 3ff5a4

Overall a fun read, and a great story.

It's a piece that has some of the best aspects of fapstories, and more elaborate erotic fiction.

There's just enough exposition thrown in to hook the reader to the general narrative, and the transitions into sexytimes is a good combination of efficiency and plausibility.

Looking forward to the next installment!

Evil Empire 14/12/15(Mon)15:19 No. 22976 ID: be3c4a

Uncontested Ownership of a Slippery Fuckhole

futaxfemale, teen, MILF, mild dom themes, mild impregnation themes, spanking, blowjob

As much as I had enjoyed fucking Mrs. Henderson what I had really been looking forward to was visiting Ms. Lee again. While Mrs. Henderson was attractive enough to get my dick hard and fun enough to fuck it was Ms. Lee I couldn't stop thinking about. Particularly as Mrs. Henderson seemed to be either out of the house or just not answering whenever I knocked on the door. I came to the conclusion that she was avoiding me. Either she felt guilty about fucking me or she had been disappointed by the sex. The latter possibility bothered me even though I knew it was unreasonable to expect me to be skilled at it.

So with Mrs. Henderson unavailable I was doubly looking forward to my next visit to Ms. Lee' house. When the day finally rolled around I made sure to dress specifically for my appointment with Ms. Lee. I wore the tightest pair of shorts I owned, even soft I would be showing a big lump in my shorts and I doubted very much I'd be soft. Under the shorts I wore a tiny thong which had no hope of hiding my cock. However, I doubted I would have the courage to take off my shorts outside. Under my t-shirt I wore a matching bikini top that only just barely covered my nipples.

That day I saved Ms. Lee until last. I felt almost certain that I was going to fuck her that day and I didn't want to have to rush things because I had other customers that needed their lawns taken care of. By the time I arrived at her house in the mid-afternoon I was erect as a flagpole and had been for a good part of the day. More than a few customers hadn't been able to meet my eyes and instead had talked directly to my cock.

When I arrived at Ms. Lee's I was in a real fix. I seriously considered just grabbing her and ripping her clothes off before bending her over and taking her from behind. Of course, I did no such thing but the urge was nearly overwhelming.

Ms. Lee was waiting for me when I pulled my trundle-cart into her yard and parked it behind the house next to the deck. When she stood up from where she was sitting in her deck chair I gasped in both shock and desire.
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Anonymous 14/12/16(Tue)23:15 No. 22978 ID: 3ff5a4

Awesome followup! Funny, sometimes endearingly silly dialogue, and also the idea of Summer being the neighborhood 'stud' is just too fucking much of a turn on.

The Greenvale Fraternity Jacqueline Madison Gibson (Jax) 14/11/21(Fri)13:16 No. 22839 ID: 249c7e [Reply]

Over the past 3 years my life has changed completely. I was down on my luck and had almost lost everything.
I will soon be 40 years old. They say life begins at 40 but my new life began 3 years ago when I was 37.

My name is Jacqueline Madison Gibson or Jax for short, I was raised in a loving family with my older sister Vanessa. My parents have both now passed away but I have always kept in touch with my sister.

I fell in love with a guy when I was 25 years old and we were together for 12 years, we got engaged but never got married. We split up after I found out that he had been having affairs with other women, he left me for a 26 year old who he had been seeing from work.
He also left me in debt and I had to sell our house and my car and other things to cover it.

So at 37 and with nowhere else to go I moved to live with my sister.
Vanessa (Van for short) is 3 years my senior, we are very similar in looks, both of us are about 5 feet 5 inches tall we both have dark brown hair that some times looks black and we both share the same deep brown eye color. We both take after our mother and neither of us has ever been slim, but we are not fat either, we call ourselves curvy lol. At the time I was just over 200 pounds and had been on a diet for what seemed like forever.

Vanessa is married to a really smart guy called Rod who works in scientific research and they have a son Peter (Pete) who is now 15 years old. They own a really nice house just outside of a small town in a nice quiet area.

Moving in wasn’t a problem as their house had a guest room with adjoining bath above the garage, I even had another small room in which I could store what was left of my stuff.

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Jacqueline+Madison+Gibson+(Jax) 14/11/21(Fri)13:29 No. 22856 ID: 249c7e

Friday. . . Sleepover.

Peter and I fucked in the morning before he went of to school, a precursor to what I knew was coming later on that day. Again the day seemed to fly by while I waited in anticipation.
I had made dinner again for the four of us and bang on 4.30 Peter, Judo and Tom came in through the front door. After removing their shoes they came into the kitchen and I got a hug and a kiss off each of them in turn which was lovely.
We ate our meal and the boys told me about their day at school, Peter told me that one of the boys who had used to bully him had actually come over to him and apologised, so at least being in the GVF was helping my nephew.

‘Ok guys’ I said and the boys quietened down to hear me speak ‘There is just one thing we need to get straight before we begin’.
Judo, Tom and Peter looked at me in silence.
‘From now on I want you all to call me Jax, ok, just Jax. Not Miss Gibson, not Aunty’ I smiled at Peter when I said this and all three boys laughed ‘Just Jax, are we straight on that’.
‘Yeah, sure, cool’ was my answer from all three.
‘Ok’ I said, ‘same drill as last time, you boys do the dishes and tidy while I go to my room and get ready‘. And with that I left them.

I had been thinking about this all day and although I had been frightened last time, this time I was going to put on some sexy underwear and I just hoped that the boys wouldn’t laugh at me like my ex had done.
I put on my black and purple corset that zips up and the front, it is mostly black with some shiny silky purple panels in it down the front and under the cup of each breast, it also has four black ribbon attachments on the bottom so I can wear it with stockings.
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Jacqueline Madison Gibson (Jax) 14/11/28(Fri)20:46 No. 22884 ID: d0872d

Peter and I went to church on the Sunday, to keep up appearances if nothing else. We stopped at the store on the way home just to get a few things. We saw Tom and his Mom across the road and Peter and Tom waved at each other. I smiled and waved at Toms mother and she did the same in reply to me, would she have been so nice is she had known that only the day before her son had been fucking me and I had let him cum inside me?.

My sister called that afternoon and we chatted for maybe a half hour and then she spoke to Peter for maybe another half hour, asking him if he was being good for me, if only she knew I thought.
It was soon Monday morning and Peter was off to school after his early morning sex session with me, it was now a regular thing. A 6am alarm would wake us both and then we would fuck for up to an hour before we both got out of my bed and got ready for the day.
I said goodbye to Peter and busied myself around the house, I stopped for a break about mid morning and while I was making another pot of coffee the doorbell rang.

I went to the door and opened it to find Judo standing there.
‘Hi Jax, can I come in?’
I had a quick look around to see if anyone else was around and then quickly ushered him inside.
‘What are you doing here’ I asked as Judo took his shoes off.
‘I just came by because I need to talk to you about something’
‘How come your not in school?’
‘Got the morning off this morning, going in after lunch though’
‘Ok, come through’ I said leading the way into the living room.

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Anonymous 14/12/16(Tue)15:29 No. 22977 ID: 7372b0

Holy shit this is good please continue

It's the End of the World as We Know It Phoenix 14/10/29(Wed)17:58 No. 22649 ID: 653aef [Reply]

So I've been meaning to write a story for this board for a while. A couple half-hearted attempts later, I've finished the first chapter! Woo.

I don't know what tags to mark this as, especially since I don't know what any of the tags mean. If you don't like stories with underaged girls, don't read this. If you don't like stories with a super long build up, don't read this.

Let me know what you think, I want feedback because I've never shown anyone my erotic literature before and I don't know if it's even any good. Also, if you have a suggestion I don't mind hearing it, I think I have a general idea of where I want this story to go but I'm not really sure.

Enough fucking around. Chapter 1, go.

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"Dad! Look out!" "Oh hell, Matthew! The door is giving way!!!" "My arm, my fucking arm! Oh my g—"

He woke in a sweat. It was bad enough when he was awake, but now their deaths haunted his scant sleeping hours. His brother, his wife, his son...
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Anonymous 14/11/29(Sat)08:45 No. 22886 ID: 332f1f

idk I always associated burial (artist) with zombie apocalypse type stuff, I guess the sound of hyperdub and notzombies just go together well for me

but also this is raw and I want moar please

Phoenix!!xlZGywLzWw 14/11/30(Sun)23:42 No. 22890 ID: 653aef

Thank you for the suggestion! I'll have to check them out coming up. And yes, dear reader, I have some moar for you.

This chapter is a few hundred words shorter, I figured you might like a more frequent update albeit shorter. Hope it works for you folks. Also, I have a little image file to share with you, it's a floor plan for a house... no spoilers, I don't think, but I just felt like whipping it up and thought you might like to check it out. It's pretty shitty looking, though, don't judge...


Oh, and keep the emails coming! I have gotten a couple, it's pretty awesome getting feedback from you guys directly.

Anyway, without further ado, Chapter 2!

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The young girl peered up at Matthew. Her eyes bright with tears, she only glanced at him before tucking her head back behind her knees, her arms wrapped in front of her as if a shield. He knelt next on the curb next to the open door, only just out of reach. He tried to keep the adrenaline out of his voice and, as calmly as he could muster, spoke to the girl.

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Anonymous 14/12/14(Sun)15:41 No. 22974 ID: 1d15f0


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