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nymph, lolita, ephebophile Anonymous 14/05/15(Thu)14:40 No. 21773 ID: 881f1f [Reply]

I'm not really into loli so I wanted to write something that I don't find on here much. This is my first story, criticism very much appreciated.


He bumped into her as he rounded the corner. She mumbled "Sorry" as her face displayed an expression of mild shock. Their eyes met, and he smiled at her. She had an oval face with eyes that he couldn't quite tell if they were blue. Red hair fell in long waves below her shoulders. Cute.
He took all of this in in a fraction of a second. He was already walking before he realized that she was attractive. He took ten more steps and turned around to follow her.
She must have been about 14. Her ass waved as she took steps, making her butt jiggle ever so slightly. She was wearing yoga pants. It was not a small ass, but it wasn't as fat as he had seen in some girls. It was still generous, though, fully round and already fully formed, not like her breasts, which had only recently begun its transformation from a girl's to a woman's.
He wished there weren't so many other people around. He briefly pondered the idea of taking out his phone and snapping a few pictures of her butt in high resolution, or maybe a video so that he can watch the outlines of her panties as the flesh jiggled in the privacy of his room later.
He decided against it. Thinking about this was already starting to give him a boner. He walked faster and tried to navigate a path so that he could bump into her again.
She had stopped walking. She was standing in a line to pay for something she had brought. She must have noticed him staring, and looked in his direction. He looked away. He looked at her again. She glanced at him and brushed her fingers through her hair. He eye fucked her for a few more minutes and when she glanced back and kept playing with her hair he figured she was as interested in him as he was with her. Or the attention flattered her ego, at least. Girls are very prurient and curious about the opposite sex at this age.




Anonymous 14/05/15(Thu)14:35 No. 21772 ID: 881f1f [Reply]

I'm not really into loli so I wanted to write something that I don't find on here much. This is my first story, criticism very much appreciated.


He bumped into her as he rounded the corner. She mumbled "Sorry" as her face displayed an expression of mild shock. Their eyes met and he smiled at her. She had an oval face with eyes that he couldn't quite tell if they were blue. Red hair fell in long waves below her shoulders. Cute. He took all of this in in a fraction of a second. He was already walking before he realized that she was attractive. He took ten more steps and turned around to follow her.

She must have been about 14. Her ass waved as she took steps, making her butt jiggle ever so slightly. She was wearing yoga pants. It was not a small ass, but it wasn't as fat as he had seen in some girls. It was still generous, though, fully round and already fully formed, not like her breasts, which had only recently begun its transformation from a girl's to a woman's. He wished there weren't so many other people around. He briefly pondered the idea of taking out his phone and snapping a few pictures of her butt in high resolution, or maybe a video so that he can watch the outlines of her panties as the flesh jiggled in the privacy of his room later.

He decided against it. Thinking about this was already starting to give him a boner. He walked faster and tried to navigate a path so that he could bump into her again. She had stopped walking. She was standing in a line to pay for something she had brought. She must have noticed him staring, and looked in his direction. He looked away. He looked at her again. She glanced at him and brushed her fingers through her hair.

He eye fucked her for a few more minutes and when she glanced back and kept playing with her hair he figured she was as interested in him as he was with her. Or the attention flattered her ego, at least. Girls are very prurient and curious about the opposite sex at this age.




Diamond Princess Go! sorcerer 14/02/16(Sun)05:42 No. 21150 ID: c91775 [Reply]

This is an erotic spoof of magical girl anime and hentai. This episode contains some m2f tg and some female masturbation. Hope you like. Let me know what you think.

Episode 1
So it all started on a hike. I was hiking in Stokes State forest with a small group from Net-soft. It was supposed to be some sort of friggin’ team building exercise. It actually was nice to get out of the office for a day. I stopped to re-tie my shoes when I saw it. I saw something reflecting down there in a ravine. I told the group I would catch up, and scrambled down about 50 feet down a steep slope to a pile of leaves and branches at the bottom. I started digging through the pile looking for the shiny object that caught my eye.

I pulled out an ornate metal rod about a foot long. It looked like it was made out of silver. It was engraved with some sort of language. It looked like Japanese or Chinese or something. At the end of the rod there was what appeared to be a large diamond. I couldn’t be real though, because it was far too big. It must be worth some money. I picked it up. It wasn’t as heavy as I thought it would be. The weird thing was, it started to hum.

A large cheerful voice boomed out of everywhere and nowhere at the same time. “CONGRATULATIONS, YOU WILL BE THE NEXT DIAMOND PRINCESS. ENGAGING TELEPORT SYSTEM.”

I felt like I was falling down a hole. Next thing I knew I was standing on a raised platform in a white room. I was rather dizzy. I almost fell down, but I heard a whir of servo motors and two plastic things caught me. They looked like hands. “Whoa there Diamond Princess, teleporting can be rather disorienting when you aren’t used to it.” The voice sounded synthetic and was far too cheerful. I turned around, and found myself face to face with a robot. An actual fucking robot—or was it an android? I’m not sure what the distinction is. Anyway, it had two arms, two legs, a torso and a head. Most of its body was covered in white plastic, but there were some parts that were exposed. I could see electronics, hydrolic lines and other stuff I couldn’t identify. Weird thing was, the robot had two hard plastic mounds on its chest plate. I think they were supposed to be … breasts? “How do you do Diamond Princess, you can call me Mother.”

“Who … What are … the hell’s going on?” Mother put its—her arm around my shoulders and showed me the small room I was teleported into. There was an ominous looking high tech medical bed in the center of the room. There were a collection of robotic arms attached to the ceiling. All around the room there were computers and lab equipment, vials filled with colored liquids, flasks with bubbling liquids inside. The room smelled antiseptic.

“This is our medical suite, where we make the magic happen.” Mother is just waaaaaay to cheerful.

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Anonymous 14/05/01(Thu)06:03 No. 21667 ID: cecf6f

If you abandon this story, I will cry.


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story moving sorcerer 14/05/13(Tue)06:08 No. 21740 ID: c91775

I haven't abandoned this story. I'm going to move it to gurochan's elit board. there is too much shotta and lolicon on this board for my taste. I am posting this on gurochan, and I will continue the story. thanks for your support. Please let this story auto delete.


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move complete sorcerer 14/05/15(Thu)01:15 No. 21770 ID: c91775

It took a while, but the story has been reposted over at guroch.org New chapter coming soon




1st, 2nd person, ped, MFg, reluc, voyeur -- untitled by Anonymous Anonymous 14/05/12(Mon)05:44 No. 21728 ID: 0f5c87 [Reply]

I'm many things. One of them is a pedophile. I love little girls. I always have. Just before puberty as a girl's breasts are just beginning to swell, as she is just beginning to feel differently about boys. When her hips aren't straight anymore but not yet rounded. It's a special age and very few men are allowed to experiment with such girls.

My family crest is red as blood and black as oil. Its white ordinary runs left to right and down separating a weeping rabbit from a leopard. The strong and the week unite, and the whole is protected. My father improved it, my great grandfather built it, and I keep it on the broad marble wall of my living room. Its dignity defines the estate.

Absolute power is in the hands of one person in my family. One person makes the decisions that build or tear down cities. Support that senator. Build that factory. Buy this land. Kill that journalist. Blackmail this judge. It has been this way since my Great Grandfather built a fabric shop and my grandfather grew it into a globe spanning empire of trade. I have the power now, and I will until I'm old and my son is ready.

Today was my birthday. I'm twenty-five years old. I don't know how much money I have, and I've never touched a dollar. That's all taken care of by my staff. James is my butler and he is my closest friend. He never asks what needs to be done, he just knows and takes care of things for me. James has earned my deepest trust. Today was a wonderful day.

My dad screwed one of the office girls decades ago and she had a son. It wasn't a case of gold digging, the condom broke. He must have had feelings for her: He let her keep the boy. My half-brother Timothy was given enough money to get by but he was never really one of the Family. Never one of us. Timothy would do anything to change that. He wants a better life for his children.

Tim's wife is named Sarah. She's from Brazil and has a fiery passion. A beautiful girl with perfect breasts. It's impossible to tell that she has given birth twice. Sarah once tried to have sex with me. After a family dinner she snuck into my study and told me her husband wanted her to fuck me. She unzipped her formal blue gown exposing her little brown nipples. It was more than temptation. I believed it a trap and politely turned her down. To attract such a loyal girl Tim must have all of the genetic heritage of the Family.

Their daughter is named Anna. Anna has long, straight black hair that flows down her back. She has shining brown eyes and is bright and curious about the world around her. At twelve years old Anna is just the age that makes me want a girl. I've never seen her naked but she has been over swimming sometimes. Two years ago she wore a bikini when she came over. I guess I was a little too obvious. Okay frankly I couldn't keep my mouth shut as she innocently ran arou Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 14/05/14(Wed)00:23 No. 21758 ID: ffe938

>>21728
awesome, will there be more parts?


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Anonymous 14/05/14(Wed)07:21 No. 21762 ID: 0f5c87

>>21758
If I get enough feedback I'll continue posting. If enough people like this particular universe I'll continue posting about it.


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Anonymous 14/05/14(Wed)08:46 No. 21766 ID: 0f5c87

ped nosex voyeur Mg --Untitled

"Not in that dress you won't!"

It was Anna's first day for the sixth grade. Her father sat at the kitchen table coffee and a newspaper in his hand. Money had been tight -- all of her clothes came from a thrift store but her parents tried hard to choose colors and styles that she would like.

Last year those styles had changed a little. Daddy sat down with her (she was ten years old at the time) and explained that her life would be changing in a few years. That she would start to grow and become a woman. Her clothes would change too. A woman's clothes were chosen to look pretty but she would soon want the interest of boys and style. She should get used to clothes just a little tighter, a little shorter. Soon she would enjoy them.

The clothing had, as promised, changed just a little. Now they gave her fewer clothes, so she was a year too big for the old ones. Jeans that fit last year now defined her butt. Shirts that were loose were now tight, especially over her just-starting tits. They promised to buy bigger clothes next year. They did buy a few garments. Mommy and Daddy gave her pajamas that were prettier. They were made of thin fabric and red and frilly. She loved them. They gave her one dress her size. It was a summer dress with flowers and buttons in front. Mommy tailored it, giving it a lower, narrower neckline. And they bought her a white dress for formal occasions.

Now she wore the white dress. She had been hoping he wouldn't notice. She knew they wanted to keep it nice. "but Daddy!" Anna whined. "We talked about this. You need to wear your other clothes." Anna stomped up to her room. Reluctantly she donned the jean skirt and button-down blouse her mother had laid out. As she walked it flipped out with each step. It was above her knees now and her toned, smooth legs were shown off well.

When she came downstairs her mother was there too, smiling. "now eat your breakfast honey and I'll drop you off at school" As she ate her cereal Anna was uncomfortable about how Daddy looked at her legs. She crossed them. "Anna", Daddy spoke. "Last year we taught you to cross your legs to be more grownup, and I'm proud that you remembered. But something has changed. I'll tell you more about it later but it means you have to be grownup in a different way from now on. You can't cross your legs anymore." Anna looked at Daddy with confused brown eyes and uncrossed her legs. Daddy was sitting to her left and couldn't see her panties. He could see between the buttons of her shirt, but only a little bit.

Mommy knelt by the door. "Anna there's one more thing we have to do before we go." And she hiked up Anna's skirt and removed the white cotton panties! Anna's mouth formed an "O". "huh??" Mommy s Message too long. Click here to view the full text.




The Escapist dede 14/05/10(Sat)20:16 No. 21713 ID: 620eb5 [Reply]

The morning was cool and damp and Randal woke with a fever and no appetite. His mother tried to get him to eat some of the breakfast she had made for him, but it was no use she knew. On days like this, feeding him proved impossible. So he did what he usually did on a Wednesday and watched the outside world from his second story window.

There was more than just morning mist and pollen hanging in the air out there. More than father and his stableboy working with the horses and putting them through their paces. There was Claire, and today she was bringing more books for him.

Claire was blonde and older than Randal by several years. She was a lovely young blonde girl with a splash of pink on each cheek and bright green eyes. When Randal was having one of his healthier, more vigorous days he'd lay awake at night thinking about her. Recently he had noticed himself changing and twice he had found pleasure in it.

This only drew him to her more intensely. Besides, she was bringing him more books and he was a fiend for books.

He had tried to teach her to read, but found her sluggish to learn and she quickly became disinterested. She kept bringing him more books, though, as long as he promised to read her any letters she received in the mail.

He spent the early morning fighting nausea and reading stories of great adventurers and privateers. He had read it several times before, but when you read as much as he did, you read them all and the best parts several times.

Before long, there she was: Coming up the path in a blue dress and bonnet with green grass stains on her long white socks from walking through the tall wet grass instead of just using the road. She was nearly halfway up the path when she stopped to watch something that he couldn't quite see. Judging from the clopping hooves, he knew it would be Kendrick coming to show off some more.

Kendrick was on the Andalusian stallion his father called Figaro. He was a young show horse and they had been teaching him all of the gaits and tricks for months now in preparation for a big show coming up. Claire turned to watch as Ken drove Figaro into a strafe and circled her at what was probably an unsafe distance.
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Anonymous 14/05/11(Sun)10:04 No. 21720 ID: 620eb5

As encouraging as that is, I don't know what I'm writing until I write it, so I guess I'll just have to live with mediocrity. As long as that's okay with you, that is :)


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Anonymous 14/05/12(Mon)19:53 No. 21737 ID: 064e95

>>21721
How about calming down?

I enjoyed the opening, and am looking forward to the next installment.

Tags or no tags, I don't mind giving stories chances.


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Anonymous 14/05/13(Tue)15:53 No. 21753 ID: 620eb5

Manners, he says. I think my time might be better spent finding a new community to post shit in than writing more for this one. We had a good run, 7chan.




Gingers by Only Some of the Time [Repost] Anonymous 10/12/30(Thu)08:02 No. 10671 ID: 095fac [Reply]

Some people asked for this in the request thread. I don't have all that was written, but I'll post what I have. Hopefully someone saved and can post the rest.
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Oh thank God, it was over, she thought as she was lead from the podium, her body shaking as every nerve was released from its horrified paralysis. All those eyes staring at her, the rich and elite of society holding up their numbers as they made their bids on her body. She had been sold for 300,000 dollars, a high price, even for a virgin slave like her. She hadn't even paid attention to who had won the bidding match. She had been too busy watching her younger brother in line behind her, his young face as pale and terrified as her own.

Roughly she was lead from the bidding room and into another where she was forced to her knees, her deep red hair spilling over her shoulders and covering her face as though trying to protect her from the fate it had doomed her to. It was no use though; she had been cursed from birth with the same red hair that ran through her father, brother and mother when she had been alive. It was a miracle they had managed to stay in hiding for as long as they did.

She heard a door slide smoothly open and flinched, kneeling so her forehead touched the cold marble floor. A hand roughly yanked her up by her hair and she glared tearfully at the man she now belonged to. 'Oh! She's much prettier up close,' he said as he let go of her hair. He gently took her chin to wedge her mouth open, examining her teeth. 'Look good?' He pulled her to her feet and examined the muscles of her naked legs and thighs, moving to her bound arms next and grasping her breasts. 'She's a bit underweight isn't she?' he asked, ignoring how she snarled and writhed against his touches.

The slave dealer chuckled and said, 'Her and her sire and sibling have been in my cells for three weeks. They all have too much spirit for most of my customers.'

The man nodded and circled her like a hawk, examining her from every angle. She just eyed him warily, her tied and mottled hands clenching into fists behind her back. It was now that she was able to get a good look at the man. He had to be about nine or ten years older than her 17 and was tall and lean, his hair so black it looked almost blue under the softly glowing lights. His hard grey eyes examined her critically, causing her to shiver slightly. He had the eyes of a connoisseur.

'She seems to be in fine shape, other than a little on the thin side,' he said as he stopped his trek around her. He suddenly grabbed her shoulder, reaching a hand between her legs and pressing a finger into her. She snarled and tried to jerk herself away, but his hand was a vice on her shoulder. 'You say she's a virgin?' he asked lightly and pumped his finger in and out a few times as Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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LadyAtreides 14/05/13(Tue)09:25 No. 21750 ID: 09906f

I'm just gonna make some extra posts so nobody sees the last part of the story in the preview and feel it was spoiled for them.


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LadyAtreides 14/05/13(Tue)09:25 No. 21751 ID: 09906f

Enjoy.


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LadyAtreides 14/05/13(Tue)09:29 No. 21752 ID: 09906f

I had some hentai that went real well with the story, but it seems that images are no longer allowed on the board. Huh. How long has that been a thing?




The Lolly Anne Conspiracies (tg, magic, ped*) AnonyMPC 12/04/04(Wed)22:59 No. 15727 ID: a609fb [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Writing's become slow and chore-like again, so I've decided that my latest effort to get myself inspired will be to clear my backlist... over the next few weeks, I'll be editing and posting the stories that I have completed but not released. This does not include MPC4 which is still slow-going.

First up, another of my 'Sci-Fi Serials'. This one deserves a bit of a warning because it's a bit different than my usual stuff, focusing on men who transform into little girls. (I realize there's another 'guy turns into sexualized girl' story that just started, and apologize if it seems like more of the same).

The Lolly Anne Conspiracies (tg, magic, ped*)
Installment 1: "The New Lolly Anne" (additional codes: Mg*, MMg*, g*g*, 1st*)
(* indicates that the code applies due to the bodies of the people involved... since the story involves magical transgenderism, the minds involved will be different)

The first time it happened, I had no idea what was going on. In that respect, I’m like many others. Even those who chose this life, who knew it was coming, have told me that when it first happened they were surprised and wondered if it was a dream that first time.

In my case, that it was a dream was a natural conclusion, since the night before I’d had my share of those. Unsettling dreams about being held down by somebody laughing while I screamed. That’s common too.

When I first woke up that morning, just for a few moments, I felt strange, like my eyes weren’t quite right. For one thing, colors seemed to be more vivid, and subtly different shades of the same color stood out. If I didn't know better, I might have suspected I'd been shaking off the effect of some kind of psychotropic drug, but I didn't feel high, so I assumed I was caught in that place in-between dreams and reality, where they mixed a little too freely. Whenever I get like that I can usually choose whether to wake up fully or descend once again into slumber. I was still drowsy, and knew I didn’t have to go to work that day, so I decided to sleep in.

I must have spent an hour or so in that state, drifting in and out of consciousness, the comfort of my bed and dreams which were growing more and more erotic, when a noise jarred me. Somebody was coming through the front door.
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Anonymous 14/05/12(Mon)12:51 No. 21733 ID: 56e91c

Mint as always your an amazingly talented writer. Nothing makes my day like checking the thread to find that you've posted a chapter.


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Anonymous 14/05/12(Mon)17:46 No. 21734 ID: 860611

I just found this and read through part 1. I'm tired as so I scanned through and saved the rest of the story into a txt file. I can't want to continue reading though!


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AnonyMPC 14/05/12(Mon)19:01 No. 21735 ID: a609fb

>>21641
I've got plenty of stories where it's just nothing but porn, but I write this because I enjoy a little plot, too. Though, "a grim spiral into unending pain and suffering"? That seems a little much. I mean, there's less violence than in the average episode of
Once Upon A Time.

>>21689
Well, you should give up hope of seeing the story finished, because, as a serial, I don't intend to 'finish' even if I write 100 parts. Though at the rate I'm going, it'll probably just trail off long before that.

>>21733
I think you may be accidentally responding on the wrong story.

Thanks to everyone else who responded positively, glad you're still enjoying this despite the long wait between installments.




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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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


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More? I LOVE Bo! Lickit 14/05/11(Sun)23:05 No. 21726 ID: 407364

I've NEVER bumped a story before, but, .... BUMP!!




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 14/03/22(Sat)21:02 No. 21399 ID: 620eb5

Beth wouldn't tell me anything until I told her what Stacy had said. I tried twice to give her the quick version, but she wasn't budging, so I took my time and explained in detail what she had said. Halfway through, she unzipped her jacket and slipped her hand inside her red tank top. I had to fight to keep my attention on driving while she began massaging her nipple and breathing more quickly. I could see her stomach where her shirt pulled up and noted the definition on her snow white, freckled skin.

I couldn't be sure if it was from working out or if she was just thin enough and spent enough time throwing up from drinking that she had developed abs. Knowing her, it could easily have been both.

"Don't stop" she sighed at me.

"That's it, I swear".

"Tell me how she fucked you after. I want details" she moaned.

I continued and she unbottoned her jeans, sliding a hand inside them and leaning back. She let the jeans slide halfway down her hips and I heard her finger pumping into her soaking pussy just a moment before I could smell her. I had to try to keep from panting audibly as she switched hands so she could lick her fingers.

"It's up here" she said between moans and pointed a wet finger at one of the really high end subdivisions. There were million dollar houses in this neighborhood.

I must have had a doubtful look on my face because she laughed icily like she had earlier, "Expecting something a little different?"
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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

...hhnnngg...

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--aaagh! Cliffhanger! FUCK!!

Please, please continue!




Monster Girl. The Clockwork Corpse!!L5LwZ1LmIz 13/01/02(Wed)07:01 No. 18001 ID: 7a73e9 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Look, no time to explain, but here.

https://7chan.org/d/res/38409.html#i38409

Now this.

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The first thing he became aware of was the sounds. Rhythmic, aquatic, the lapping and crashing of ocean waves. Such sounds, though as soothing and nostalgic as they were, were not the same sounds he was supposed to be hearing. Then came the pain. Sharp, stabbing, burning. Then came the light. The bright, blinding light. A sun. With a groan he tried to pick himself up, his whole body screaming out in protest as he forced himself to his hands and knees. Through clouded vision he stared at the sand beneath him, stained red and caked with blood. A small wave of salt water came to wash it away, only to spread it around, the white sands taking a pinkish hue. Willing more strength, he pushed himself up, and finally looked at his surroundings.

A long sandy beach stretched far in both directions, before him a thick green forest. Hissing in pain he looked to his side to see a gruesome wound, still bleeding and covered in sand and sea water. He looked behind him; nothing but a vast and endless ocean. Ever slowly, his mind began to clear, and though still groggy from the pain and unconsciousness, he began to remember. The ship. He was on the ship. He remembered that he was in his quarters catching up on his studies when he heard the alarm blaring over the ship’s intercom. Fear gripped him and he ran to his appointed station, ready either to brace for impact or be jettisoned in an escape pod to safety. The very last thing he remembered was the captain calling over the intercom, though he couldn’t remember what it was he was saying before everything when black and silent.

He once more looked around himself; scattered around where various metallic shards of what was most likely part of the ship, though he really couldn’t tell since nothing really struck him as familiar. But then he returned to the beach and the forest. The ship wasn’t even near any planetary object; in fact last he remembered the ship was in a ‘dead zone’; a large portion of space between planets where communication were limited and pirate attacks were common. Then again, a heavily armed military freighter wasn’t a prime target for pirates, so they couldn’t have been attacked. But, then, where was he? Is he, dead? This place was beautiful and he did thought he was in heaven, but then the pain in his side changed that thought. He can’t be in hell; where was all the fire, the screaming souls of the damned? Was he in the in-between? Limbo? He didn’t know, but nonetheless he couldn’t stay here.

Basic training kicked in, as he forced himself to his feet, ignoring the pain in his side, and stumbled for the tree line. He quickly became aware of his current wellbeing. A few cuts and bruises here and there, but aside Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 14/03/31(Mon)12:15 No. 21462 ID: 5e5f2d

the struggle is real. bumping again


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noko Anonymous 14/04/02(Wed)10:30 No. 21470 ID: 101e7a

Please op write some more. All of my favorite writers are dying out and not writing (you too). You write so visverally and naturally and I absolutely love your stories. Please keep it up.


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Anonymous 14/05/10(Sat)21:04 No. 21714 ID: 5f279f

I don't like to be the one to bump dead threads, but watching this fall to page three has been too disheartening. Just not ready to give up hope yet...




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