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Roommates (loli) Anonymous 12/10/06(Sat)11:32 No. 17319 ID: 5c8966

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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Waxing Carnauba 17/04/08(Sat)18:24 No. 24979 ID: ac35ba


Thankfully, if there's one person who knows how to abandon Limbo...

Waxing Carnauba 17/04/13(Thu)01:35 No. 24993 ID: a5a433

Judging by update frequency, my first guess would be the latest book in the Game of Thrones series...

(Just kidding. Keep doing what works for you. We'll all gladly wait 3 months for a masterpiece than wait 5 minutes for a hastily shat-out turd.)

OP!!L1ZTV3LGZl 17/04/14(Fri)00:44 No. 24994 ID: 07bd1b


>"OP, when's the next chapter?"
>*kills another Stark*

Working on finishing the second half of this chapter, been busy lately.

Anonymous 17/04/20(Thu)15:21 No. 25002 ID: a0a82d

Well I just discovered this and read it all and I've got to say that it's fucking amazing. The fact that it's been going on for over 5 years now is mind-boggling. Keep doing what you're doing OP, but if I can make a suggestion: there should be more kissing, we need more CUTE

Anonymous 17/04/21(Fri)20:17 No. 25004 ID: 169625

The brother would make for a good antagonist.

Anonymous 17/04/22(Sat)17:21 No. 25005 ID: 454e92

What do we need an antagonist for. What we need, in a few decades time when they've finally fallen into a regular banging schedule, is a classmate or someone to join in.

Anonymous 17/04/23(Sun)05:35 No. 25006 ID: 169625

An antagonist provides Sara opportunities to show character growth. What is she willing to give up for her love?

Waxing Carnauba 17/04/25(Tue)22:16 No. 25010 ID: a0c099


I think a human antagonist is a moot point. If anything, this is a 'man vs society' type of narrative with a dash of 'man vs himself'. Adding an active human antagonist would be tacked-on at this point.

In a sense, he does represent the source of conflict--whether it's as a negligent caregiver or as a closed-minded obstacle--but the 'moustache-twirling villain' he most certainly is not.

Anonymous 17/04/26(Wed)18:26 No. 25011 ID: 4e4cc4

antagonist would make no sense, it would instantly end the story with main dude going to jail and her going into therapy

Anonymous 17/04/29(Sat)05:57 No. 25014 ID: 601e55

Does she get her ass licked at least this time?

Anonymous 17/04/29(Sat)15:32 No. 25015 ID: 55c0c2

I cannot sleep anymore. Since I discovered this story, I feel like I always knew Sara. I'm in love with her. I want to see more of her, I want her to speak to me. I want to do boyfriend-gilfriend things to her.

I stopped feeding myself. I sometimes cry, buried in my bed, thinking of her. I bought panties with frogs and white panties with a blue ribbon on ebay. Those were expensive.

The only reason why I get up is to check if OP delivered, and I decided to stop eating until he does so.

OP!!L1ZTV3LGZl 17/05/04(Thu)12:26 No. 25021 ID: 07bd1b


>buying panties online is expensive

Or go to Wal-Mart and buy 'em for two bucks a pop.

>Not eating until OP delivers

You're gonna look like a typhus victim then, assuming you live long enough.

Fear not: I'm nearly done with the next chapter (or, really, second half of the current chapter), I just need to have time to get around to it. Nothing catastrophic has happened to me (recently), just super busy.

Waxing Carnauba 17/05/04(Thu)23:19 No. 25022 ID: dae653

>I bought panties with frogs and white panties with a blue ribbon on ebay.

Welcome to the FBI watch list.

Anonymous 17/05/12(Fri)09:21 No. 25028 ID: b59e2d

You got this, OP. I believe in you!!

OP!!L1ZTV3LGZl 17/05/28(Sun)16:01 No. 25038 ID: 07bd1b

This half of the chapter is shorter than it originally was; I moved a lot of events into the next chapter so that this one would end at a logical point and so would the next one.

Hope you like it.


After that, things sort of fell into a routine again. On days when Bill was around, we didn't do anything sexual, but we did socialize more than we had before. Rather than locking herself in her room most of the time and only sometimes coming out to join me, Sara now spent the majority of her time in the living room with me, playing video games, watching movies, sitting on the couch reading books, that sort of thing. Bill seemed to like it, commenting that she was much more active and cheerful now than she used to be.

Bill, for his part, still remained secluded in his room most of the time. The only hints I ever got to his activities were occasional music I could hear coming from his room; apparently he liked 80's rock and new retro wave. Occasionally he would join us in our living room activities, but usually he was in his room with the door shut.

Not that Sara and I minded that much, mind you. We'd taken to cuddling up under a blanket together on the couch while we watched movies; the blanket conveniently hid any sordid activities should Bill temporarily emerge from his room. Sara's tiny little boobs gave me something new to fondle during move time, but she preferred my wandering hands stay between her legs.

When Bill's class schedule meant we had the apartment to ourselves for a couple of hours, nudity was mandatory. Sara would swallow my load two, maybe three times, I'd bring her to a shuddering orgasm at least once (she seemed to get more sensitive after orgasming and didn't always feel comfortable trying to go for a second), and we'd spend the rest of the time just feeling each other's bodies and enjoying one another's company. Occasionally we showered together, especially when I'd gotten Sara a bit stickier than usual, but showers were usually done solo because of the aforementioned fact that most bath tubs just aren't designed for two people.

So it was that, on one of the days Bill had late classes and I had most of the afternoon off, I was in my room doing exercises in the nude to get myself ready for the day's sexiness. I heard the door to the apartment open and slam shut almost simultaneously, and my little twelve year old girlfriend appeared in the doorway to my room, already shucking her clothing.

"Well hello! Eager to get at it, huh?"

She grinned and flopped onto my bed spread-eagled, exposing her naked body to my hungry gaze. I joined her on the bed and, cradling her head with one hand, delivered my best passionate kiss right on her lips.

I'm sure that as far as kissing goes, I was still a clumsy geek, but the recipient was just as inexperienced as I was and much younger, so it had its desired effect: I got to see her blush that adorable shade of red as she murmured, "wow".

After that, she trembled in my arms in anticipation as I ran my hands all over her body, loving the new toys she'd grown for me until she winced and gently pushed my hand away from her sensitive buds.

"Sorry, did I squeeze too hard?"

"A little."

We resumed, and after another minute or two of kissing and groping, she slid down to position herself between my legs and took my penis into her mouth. I laid back and relaxed, her hair tickling my hips as her head bobbed up and down. It was only a few minutes before I felt the tightness in my balls and whispered, "Ok sweetie, I'm about to come."

I'd gotten her well trained by that point and no longer put my hand on her head to keep her from jerking away when I came. She continued bobbing her head up and down on my dick for a short while, then held only the head in her mouth while one little hand pumped my shaft vigorously. I grunted as I came and she waited until I finished before pulling me out of her mouth with a slurp and swallowing.

"Good job, kiddo," I said appreciatively. She really had become a little expert on blowjobs by this point.

She grinned at my praise, then slid up to spoon against me, spreading her legs to give me access. Before long, she was breathing heavily, her cheeks and crotch were the same flushed red, and my hand was becoming somewhat slick as she moistened up rapidly.

As she built toward orgasm, she began to pant heavily, making little squeaks of pleasure, and, gasping between every word, she suddenly declared, "S-Scott! I love you!" right before arching her back, clenching her fists and toes, and going through quite possibly the most intense orgasm of her short life up until that point.

When it was over, she slumped against me, going completely limp and panting for breath. I kissed her sweaty forehead and whispered, "I love you too." And I meant it. I knew she did too, but at the time I didn't fully realize the implications of her declaration of love. The full depth of meaning. I loved her, I really did, but while it was partly romantic, my love for her was still mostly like that of a big brother for his cute little sister, at least at the time. But she was IN love with me, and when you're young and full of hormones and emotions, that sort of thing can consume you fully. I remember how obsessed I was with my first crush, and I'd never gotten to be with her. Here Sara was, in love for the first time in her life, with the only person she considered a friend, and having an intimate, physical relationship.

I knew I'd hit the point of no return with my own actions, but at the time I hadn't really considered how I was affecting Sara. If I'd crossed the Rubicon and gotten well and truly to the point where I couldn't take back anything I'd done, I'd also unknowingly plunged her off the deep end. It was a testimony to my ignorance and own selfishness that I hadn't really thought about the affect I was having on Sara.

But, at the time, I was largely clueless and just cuddled her affectionately, whispering sweet nothings in her ear about how special she was... and she believed every word of it.

Yeah, in hindsight, even if I didn't do it intentionally and did grow to love her as much as she loved me, it still makes me feel like a piece of shit who took advantage of a naive, vulnerable girl. One could even call it brainwashing.

After a couple of minutes, she finally caught her breath and recovered from her orgasm and began cuddling me back. But she seemed somewhat distracted, and after a bit she wiggled down so our crotches were even with each other and took my softening penis in her hand, seeming to study it, almost like she was comparing our respective genitals.

"Whatcha doin', kiddo?"

"... when do you want to have sex? For real?"

It honestly took a lot of self-control not to say 'right now', but that only lasted for a moment; my stomach fluttered, my heart raced, and I suddenly got nervous.

Shit. There was a LOT involved. I was pretty sure she was physically big enough to safely have sex, but she was a virgin and close inspection had revealed her hymen was intact. And while I wasn't hung like a horse, I wasn't tiny either; surreptitious internet research revealed I was a full inch longer and nearly half an inch thicker than average. Combine those facts, and it was guaranteed that her first time was going to hurt. Possibly a lot.

You also had to factor in that I was a virgin too, and I was going to be clumsy and awkward while doing the deed.

So, I tried to explain this to her as well as I could.

"It's ok if it hurts. I want to do it."

I did too. I'd already long decided that I was going to be her first, and she was going to be mine.

So that was it. She wanted to do it, and so did I. This was a thing that was going to happen.

But not right then. I had to do some research first, to make sure I didn't actually hurt her.

"Tell you what; Bill has that weekend trip in a couple weeks, so we'll have the place all to ourselves for a couple days. Let's do it then."


I held her in my arms and she wrapped her arms around mine and we lay there for a while. I buried my face in the top of her head, breathing in her sweaty little girl scent and the faint, flowery smell of the shampoo she'd used that morning, but no matter how I tried, I couldn't relax. My heart was still going a thousand miles a minute.

We were going to do it.

Anonymous 17/05/28(Sun)23:47 No. 25039 ID: d91981


Anonymous 17/05/29(Mon)02:28 No. 25040 ID: 07f23c


Five years... it took nearly five years to come to this. But it's finally going to happen.

Sweet, sweet lovemaking for real, this time.

We love you, OP.

Anonymous 17/05/29(Mon)03:21 No. 25041 ID: 3d0c5d

I don't know what the literary equivalent of kino is, but this is it. This is what got me to understand loli.

>"S-Scott! I love you! "
This feels like the first time we've gotten his name, was that intentional?

OP!!L1ZTV3LGZl 17/05/29(Mon)13:42 No. 25045 ID: 07bd1b


Quite deliberate. The narrator is telling things from his perspective, and since he knows who he is and the audience (in-story) knows who he is, names are unnecessary. I threw that in partly so the readers could put a face on him, and partly to show how serious this moment is in the story.

It's not the only significant thing that's going to happen with names in the story, but that's for later.


Just think of this story like a fine wine: if you uncork it and chug the whole thing a week after it was bottled, it's just swill. You gotta let it age properly and develop subtle notes and undertones before drinking it slowly to appreciate all it has to offer.

Or so I'm told; I don't care for wine and I'm just a hack who writes a loli story on the internet.

Next chapter is going to be a big one, building up to the big moment. I would like to do it all at once and not blueball you with another cliffhanger, but I make no promises.

Anonymous 17/05/30(Tue)02:00 No. 25046 ID: 454e92

>It's not the only significant thing that's going to happen with names in the story

Marriage confirmed
We'll probably get there by 2035

OP!!L1ZTV3LGZl 17/05/30(Tue)02:10 No. 25047 ID: 07bd1b



Ah, an optimist.

Also, no, not what I was hinting at.

Anonymous 17/06/02(Fri)11:27 No. 25052 ID: 6e03e6

thanks a lot OP. That was very good. I can eat now.

Anonymous 17/06/06(Tue)01:18 No. 25055 ID: 6d0371

please for the love of all gods, let him cum inside her

thanks for the fantastic story!


Anonymous 17/06/06(Tue)05:31 No. 25056 ID: 43bc8a

Then impregnate her.

Anonymous 17/06/09(Fri)09:45 No. 25057 ID: 6e03e6

approximately when can we expect the next chapter to come? Last time I stopped eating, this time I'll stop masturbating myself until the next one.

Please OP my balls are blue already.

Anonymous 17/06/10(Sat)03:13 No. 25058 ID: fc3b1d

Please have her look at him and say "I'm... I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum.." or something like that, Op. I love that stuff

OP!!L1ZTV3LGZl 17/06/24(Sat)00:45 No. 25071 ID: bc71be


Eh, this story is more about realism than anything else. Realistic behavior, realistic reactions, realistic consequences.

Anonymous 17/06/24(Sat)07:15 No. 25072 ID: 9d56f7

WOAH so op is alive, any clues on when the next chapter is coming???

Anonymous 17/06/25(Sun)18:30 No. 25073 ID: 6350db

"Realistic consequences"
OP confirms Sara will get pregnant.

Anonymous 17/06/25(Sun)23:10 No. 25074 ID: 8130c8

Either that, or Scott goes to jail and meets Bubba.

Anonymous 17/06/26(Mon)03:45 No. 25075 ID: 41220a


HE keeps hinting at it, I am likely done if/when that happens. I am here for the cute relationship :P

Anonymous 17/06/27(Tue)16:23 No. 25076 ID: 6d0371

This story goes for so long pedosexuality will be legal before the story ends

Anonymous 17/06/28(Wed)08:50 No. 25079 ID: a88d43

Dude I was 14 when I started reading this

I'm fucking 18 and the story isn't done yet

OP!!L1ZTV3LGZl 17/07/01(Sat)05:40 No. 25081 ID: 07bd1b


My child... you have come to me, my son. For who is your father, if not me? Who gave you the will to live? I am the wellspring from which you flow. When I am gone, you will have never been. What will your world will be without me... my son.

Anonymous 17/07/09(Sun)17:41 No. 25089 ID: 224a77

good christ OP lol youre killing us here

End the pain ? Kryters 17/07/14(Fri)14:49 No. 25090 ID: ba65da

Much as we love it, who would vote to kill this thread at its 5 year aniversary and ban OP as a protest ?

Anonymous 17/07/15(Sat)03:50 No. 25092 ID: 454e92



Anonymous 17/07/15(Sat)12:58 No. 25093 ID: 07f23c

Can't let you do that, Kryters.

Anonymous 17/07/16(Sun)08:06 No. 25094 ID: 830c81

You may risk getting lynched....

Anonymous 17/07/17(Mon)06:23 No. 25095 ID: 9d56f7

holy fuck, i remember reading this story when i was 15 and ill be turning 20 in a few months. OP, sara is gonna be legal pretty soon

Anonymous 17/07/29(Sat)05:40 No. 25109 ID: b4bf87

That would be extremely painful...

Anonymous 17/07/30(Sun)05:09 No. 25110 ID: 5a335c


If i removed the OP, would you die?

Anonymous 17/07/31(Mon)07:12 No. 25111 ID: 224a77

fuck no! why would we do that??

Anonymouse 17/07/31(Mon)09:21 No. 25112 ID: 0f0bab

Five years later, and this couple has only made it to third base. Love the story OP, you've got a captivating writing style all your own.

Is this story gonna be continued? Diego 17/08/07(Mon)05:04 No. 25113 ID: d0a01a

I've been checking this post for a few days and nobody else has posted a comment, I was just wonreding and hoping this guy keeps writing :(

Anonymous 17/08/07(Mon)17:17 No. 25114 ID: 6d0371


This story goes for almost 5 years, there are sometimes big gaps between. Nothing to worry about.

Anonymous 17/08/07(Mon)17:17 No. 25115 ID: 6d0371

How old is Sara now?

Anonymous 17/08/08(Tue)18:03 No. 25117 ID: f853ef


Anonymous 17/08/15(Tue)09:04 No. 25123 ID: 6d0371

That is not correct, she's 12 as per the latest story update

> and my little twelve year old girlfriend appeared in the doorway to my room

Anonymous 17/08/16(Wed)04:21 No. 25124 ID: 2e0c2e

OP feed us. We need more!


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