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& Entering The Ionian 23/12/30(Sat)12:56 No. 27939 ID: d13127 [Reply]

Long time listener, first time caller. I've tried to write elit before, but I have the attention span of a gnat. Started writing a little scenario for a nice young lady I know and it just kept going. Figured with how sparse this board's been of late there wouldn't be any harm in sharing it.

Tags: Mf, nc/hypno, mild v, spit, ws, Dom/sub

Any and all feedback welcome.

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He showed up at her house while no one else was home; he made sure to time it that way. She came down after the second ring, thinking maybe the mailman needed her to sign for a package, and he smiled at the momentary flash of fear in her eyes when she opened the door and realized it was a stranger. When she sensed what he might be there for. Still, he looked polite. And her parents had taught her to always be polite in turn.

“Hi there. Are your parents home?”

“Um, not right- uh… now…,” she said. Inwardly kicking herself for not lying. For not saying something smarter. Oh well. We all say things we regret. It was already too late the second she opened the door.

“Oh,” he said. “Bummer. Do you mind if I come in?”
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Anonymous 24/01/02(Tue)16:03 No. 27943 ID: 9862ef

I like this a lot! The use of dialogue so much is different, but it works really well. Very interested to see more if there is any, thank you for sharing! How did your nice young lady friend like it?


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Anonymous 24/01/12(Fri)15:26 No. 27948 ID: 9db11e

>>27943
Thanks! Wrote it more as a scenario than as a story, so it’s lighter on descriptions and narration and all. She was pretty satisfied with it :)




Yet Another Fantasy 2.0 GM (MD)!MiSjM8xvQE 20/06/16(Tue)04:53 No. 26794 ID: 0a0d90 [Reply]

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

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

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

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

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


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Anonymous 23/08/20(Sun)11:38 No. 27904 ID: 584bf4

Chapter 11: An airship (unedited)

Tags: gh voy mast anal urethra sounding toy ws

Among the objects Hana had gifted to Leroy, a small box containing an engineering project was among them. It was a small disassembled clock, that was to be powered by two small earth and air crystal fragments. When she had opened it up and looked through the parts, it only had a single tool; a screw driver, to help assemble it. However Leroy quickly found the parts where all slightly off, such as the four brass rods that made up the clock’s frame. With her mother’s permission, Leroy would rummage through the inn’s storage for things previous visitors left behind, and so had assembled quite a few mismatched tools in the process. The collection of tools however came with a requirement that Leroy only use them for this project until it was done, and to leave the inn and the elevator alone; a requirement Leroy had quickly agreed to. As the weeks passed on Leroy would carefully work on the components of the clock, while she had not been a clock maker in her previous world, the components of this clock where already made and rather simple. This was made for children to put together, and Leroy was more or less the target audience. She spent what time she could on the project, but she had to help maintain the inn, do her daily chores, prepare meals from time to time, and continue on with her studies. However there was little she could learn from the few tomes and books her mother had given her to study with. It was then on a morning weeks later that Leroy could make out a distant rhythmic sound. She set her tools down and quickly covered up her project, she was unwilling to let Hana see her progress, and the engineer had been humoring her so far. The elf girl was very sure Hana had not gotten a chance to peek, as when the woman wasn’t maintaining or fixing things, she was having sex with her mother in one of the guest rooms. Hearing the two would set Leroy off, and she would end up in bed playing with herself hearing the pair. It wouldn’t be so bad, however Hana was being punished for the state Leroy had been in when the lavender haired girl brought her home and was forbidden to toy with the chocolate elf as Hana normally would. Leroy’s imagination, and Hana’s toys helped her keep focus, and Leroy would partake of very friendly figments when she had lucid dreams on some nights. Standing up from the chair set before the nightstand, Leroy stretched her body letting out a soft sweet grunt as her body flexed. She noted her hair almost touched the floor, and she’s going to need to do something about that before she would start sweeping out the inn by just walking. That that brought a giggle to her, and she bounded out of the room. Mother was already outside; though she was looking skywards, not towards the forest road. Leroy looked up, at first only seeing a few distant moons in the day sky, but then she could start to make out an approac Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 23/08/20(Sun)11:43 No. 27905 ID: 584bf4

No one has made any corrections for chapter 11. I'll post chapter 12 here once I've completed chapter 13.

The first arc of the story should finished on chapter 16, along with finding out the fate of Leroy's sister.

>>27869
Thank you for making a comment, it's given me the motivation to push through setting up the skeleton for chapter 13, which will be a lot more structured then any other of the story (and caused me to put it off)


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Anonymous 24/01/01(Mon)09:11 No. 27942 ID: ef7b31

This is great, thanks.




Pure Heart Anonymous 20/02/19(Wed)03:07 No. 26598 ID: 211b94 [Reply]

Since there hasn't been much fresh content for a while here is a story I saved off Literotica from before the purge. I am not the author.

m/f, teen, incest, voy, mast

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Pure Heart Pt. 01
by bartok_star©

Chapter 1

It was a late Friday night and I had just returned to my room after watching TV with my sister, Sara. I was pretty tired, but I had been looking forward to getting online to view some new porn and get myself off after a tough week at school. I was twenty and going to a two year school to get certified as an auto mechanic. With all the dirty jokes we guys threw around during class, I always came home with a bit of a buzz.

I sat down and started browsing to some of my favorite sites. I was already in my boxers and I was just about to pull my dick out when I heard a quick knock on my door and it began to open. I scrambled to try to hide what I was looking out, but not before my sister stepped into the room and gasped.

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Anonymous 20/03/02(Mon)05:48 No. 26643 ID: 5200af

>>26627

You're welcome. A reminder to everyone - if you see anything online that you like, erotic or not, grab a copy right away. You never know when it will vanish.

I'm surprised the double-post hasn't been deleted yet. Then again the Delete didn't work so I guess I should just be happy this board works at all.


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Zed 23/09/05(Tue)05:03 No. 27913 ID: fc0fca

God damn that was good. Some descriptions could use work but excellent otherwise. You know its a good story when you are sad to finish it.


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Anonymous 23/12/12(Tue)04:13 No. 27933 ID: b554e1

That old Literotica site is/was so good. I remember reading the story "Unexpected Encounter" back as a teenager, about a teacher fucking around with a student, that made me realize I could never be a teacher because I'd get in big trouble lol




Sissy Island Sissy Fucking 20/12/07(Mon)00:13 No. 27088 ID: 0cb452 [Reply]

The Story is a di subject. And it is too long to post. So the mega (epub). It's the first nine chapters.
More chapters are coming if their is any intrest.
https://mega.nz/file/J5phhDxC#gKATEYgLGzT0FO1zmtxNx-LG59wV5YnlaJRHoxONEW4


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Updaes Anom 23/01/10(Tue)22:25 No. 27782 ID: 2e9c33

Any updates to this wonderful story?


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Anonymous 23/09/21(Thu)03:49 No. 27917 ID: 452a0e

Any chance of a repost please?




''The Man Who Came In From The Rain'' Ravaged 23/07/04(Tue)11:21 No. 27875 ID: 9f2f66 [Reply]

It was the kind of wet miserable day that defines the Portland spring

Saturday morning dawned warm and sunny.I had prepared all week to be sodomized outdoors in a well known Public Sex spot,Rooster Rock, on the Columbia River east of Portland.The last time I came to the Rock,I got fucked very hard by 3 German guys on a houseboat moored by the beach.

But no such luck today as a wall of rain and fog surged up the River and dropped a cold wet curtain on my plans.But the combo of Adderal and Viagra had me feeling reckless and a wee bit out of my head.I was willing to fuck naked in the rain but there was no one at the Rock.
I had to find a willing man to fuck me.It was not optional.I know my libido too well.As I drove back into Portland I saw the usual bookstore Glory Hole spots also looked pretty empty....Portland was sleeping in this rainy miserable day.

Resigned to dildoing myself to porn I headed home....But something caught my attention.A few blocks from my apartment was a little vacant field with a small stand of trees.I had seen illegal Latin migrants camping in these woods before.
Standing in the rain,carrying a backpack and a ragged looking tarp was a very large Hispanic man.He stared sadly at the wet woods.He was very big for a Mexican guy,about 6 foot four or five I guessed.Barrel chested and stocky he was kinda scary looking.....NO, YOU DON'T KNOW HIM!!!You CANNOT DO THIS!! My mind screamed caution,but my cock stirred and my lubed ,hungry as clenched suddenly.

'' Hey,Wanna warm up in my car?'' He jumped right in.He was even larger than I thought with huge tattooed arms.''Thanks dude,I am not looking foreward to rainy camping.'' His English was really good.As we lit up a joint and watched the rain I found out about him.His name was Gustavo,gringo friends called him Gus.He had just thumbed back to Portland after being deported and sneaking back in.He had been doing construction and farm work in Cali and Oregon for 10 years.And he had done 4 years in Cali for smuggling weed.

Prison....That got my attention, in prison you fuck or get fucked.I lost control .Shocked I heard myself ask him''Wanna come to my nice warm place for a meal,some good drugs and fuck my asshole and mouth''? I said it just straight out and ignored all my survival instincts.
He smiled warmly and nodded.''That would be wonderful''.
As he showered I was mad with fear and lust.I just stripped naked and sat on the couch teasing my ass with a small vibrator.A porn video of a cute girl masturbating was going. He walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around him.'Damn , You are one horny little cum sucker.Gonna be a lot of fun wrecking your ass. .'' His voice suddenly had a harshe Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Daily Life With The Man Who Came in From The Rain Ravaged 23/07/04(Tue)14:35 No. 27876 ID: 9f2f66

After about a month, Gustavo slowly lessened his cruel dominance,only choking me or forced throat fucking me briefly during foreplay.
Sex with him was still the roughest and most painful fucking I ever had,...but damn,he made me cum like no one else.

He gradually told me more of his background.During his time back in Mexico he had been a cartel soldier.He was ordered to rape and torture a young man caught fucking a major players wife.
He and another guy took the unlucky young man far out into the desert.Then as another soldier filmed,Gus very roughly raped the guy''WAY worse than anything I've done to you'' he laughed.After brutally throat fucking him [Gus's favorite thing} and ass fucking him repeatedly,They castrated him and dumped him in front of the girl he had gotten punished over.They gave her and his family copies of the video after forcing her to watch the whole video.

Damn,why the fuck am I so drawn to danger?Hearing this story made my dick so hard. I trembled as I bent over and presented my Red,swollen hole to him.''Fuck me like you fucked him I whispered''


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Daily Life With The Man Who Came in From The Rain Ravaged 23/07/04(Tue)14:51 No. 27877 ID: 9f2f66

I have many interesting experiences to share, but is there anybody out there???


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Anonymous 23/07/07(Fri)23:02 No. 27878 ID: 2f9f00

>>27877

I promise you that there are. M/M material is not what I personally go for, but I appreciate that at least this site is having some activity! Keep writing, I guarantee you’re making someone’s day




''The Girl Behind The Hedge'' Ravaged 23/07/04(Tue)07:49 No. 27874 ID: 9f2f66 [Reply]

It was a warm spring day in Portland .
I checked my day pack one last time before leaving my apartment....Dildo,lube,extra Adderal and some great Northern Lights bud. Along with a beach towel to lie down on if needed.I shoved a lubed finger up my ass ,smearing a liberal amount of KY into my hungry hole.I put on a thin pair of loose gym shorts ,ideal for public play and walked to the bus stop.

I Kind of lose all impulse control when I take stimulants and therefore carefully plan my adventures. In Texas ,years before, I lost control on day 4 of a speed fueled sex binge.I stripped naked on Interstate-35 at midnight and stuck out my thumb as a Semi Truck approached.Luckily the Hispanic trucker and his driving partner were horny bastards and took turns roughly fucking me for two days.Thought they were pretty cool till they dumped me naked at a rest stop in Michigan....My clothes and money were hidden by the freeway in Austin.

I pretty much lived on cum and cold water in the woods by the rest stop till I got another horny trucker to drop me off in Austin four days after leaving.
So now I am heading for a large construction site in the Industrial Zone way out on the fringes. The is nothing there but a single bench bus stop.Behind the bus stop is a thick wall of dense hedge.There is a space about 5 by 12 feet between the hedge and the brick wall behind. In this space I strip naked and start slowly pumping my Cock.

The hard Mexican workers know that soft men often wait behind the hedge,offering their tender asses and mouths for fast,rough usage....I hear laughing Hispanic voices approaching.I drop to my knees ,ass up ,spreading my cheeks.
Two men push thru the hedge .I know one,an older guy with Tattoos .He is in his 40s and he has brought a tall ,lanky teen. Dicks are quickly out and I take turns ,stroking one while sucking the other.Older guy has average dick ,,but Lord God the teen has a real biggie,Nine inches at least. Older guy quickly nuts in my mouth and slips out as I focus on the younger guy.This is the 3ed biggest cock of my life and as I suck it hungrily I pull and stretch my asshole to prepare for this monster.I hear the soft lewd laughter of the other guys at the bus bench, waiting their turn.

He bends me over and slowly begins to drive into me.ohhhhh Gawdddd!!!ughhhhh!! I am moaning now ,much to the amusement of the other guys listening and waiting.I am beyond listening now as he speeds up ,going deeper.

A womans voice has now joined the low ,naughty Spanish but I'm not thinking about anything but his slow ,deep pounding .I am out of my head now,mumbling and moaning when suddenly a teen girl pushed thru the hedge.
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Lets Hold Hands Anonymous 16/12/31(Sat)08:54 No. 24859 ID: 375e0d [Reply]

Tags: incest, M(17)g(11), kinda vanilla other than maybe a trap showing up later maybe

I want more stories where incest hook ups are more deliberate as opposed to "Caught ya naked/masturbating, let's fug." So I tried this out. I set the girl's age at 11, but the way I wrote her dialogue might be more appropriate for like 14 or something. Who knows? I'm new at this and am desperate for feedback

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Everyone's heard the expression of wells running dry, right? What I did was more like filling the whole damn thing up with rocks, or poison. Had no one else to blame but myself, too. Really, man. I didn't realize how lucky I was till after I fucked everything up. I mean, I ended up finding a new well, so to speak, and honestly the set up I've got now is waaayy better. But anyway, I guess I'll start from the beginning, right?

I'm a junior at Cadia Christian Academy high school, and holy shit the girls here are fucking heavenly. Wow, why can't I be witty like that for English class? Anyway, way more often than not the girls are either hot, gorgeous, beautiful, or a combination of all of the above with some cute and adorable sprinkled in. Also, what they say about Christian girls being sluts? True. But, like. They're complicated and contradictory sluts. That's exactly why I'm in this situation in the first place. Wait, was I supposed to tell you more about me before getting to that part?

People sometimes kinda poke fun at me for being the quintessential jock type. I'm not the star quarterback, but I'm tall (6'2"), and I for sure have gains (220 pounds, like 17% body fat or something last I checked). You kinda gotta be big to be a linebacker, you know? I'm not afraid to admit I'm not the smartest dude, either. It took so much God damn effort to get a C in chemistry. And algebra. And history and english and... you get the idea. I'm lucky and grateful for my genetics, though- big and fit, brown hair and blue eyes, and I guess kinda charming? Mainly I just know how to play to my strengths without freaking out when I talk to girls. That's what worked on dozens of Cadia Christian Academy girls, so I'll take it.

I've got a raging libido, so it was pretty damn great that so many girls at CCA were down to fuck or mess around. The key was discretion, mostly. That, and paying attention. It's important for keeping up appearances. Like, say last week I was talking to Esther, this smoking senior girl. On the surface we talked about bible verses and Godly living, mainly so our beloved puritanical teachers and staff wouldn't be suspicious. But, when we started making eyes at eachother, there was a different context completely. At that point, all she had to do was mention how her parents go to bible study wedensday nights, but she st Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 22/03/10(Thu)23:45 No. 27567 ID: 87f904

why did you leave us in our time of need


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Anonymous 23/02/24(Fri)07:06 No. 27821 ID: 0842d0

did OP die? this was incredible and then he just dropped off the face of the earth :/


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Anonymous 23/07/02(Sun)03:55 No. 27871 ID: 3a1a32

I bet the trap was gonna be Sabrina




incest, minors, b/g, sleepsex, creampies Anonymous 22/12/30(Fri)00:38 No. 27762 ID: 473652 [Reply]

>>A reimagining of Sleeping Sis by Frank McCoy
>>This is largely derivative of his original work.

The first time I came inside my sister was honestly just a big mistake.

I mean, I guess that sounds horrible on a few levels. I suppose it is. But look, in my defense, I was only thirteen, I only barely knew what sex was, and it was all a series of accidents and coincidences.

We lived in the midwest at the time. As I said, I was thirteen, my sister was almost exactly a year younger than me. Our birthdays are on opposite ends of October, and the first time things happened it was in January.

If you aren’t following along, let me spell it out for you- it gets fucking cold in January, which is nine months before… alright, fine, you get it.

Sarah slipped into my bed one night when the wind was howling outside. We would (that is to say my father would) find out the next day that a piece of the roof had actually been blown off, and that it was creating a draft in her room. All Sarah knew was that it was really cold, and she’d been banned from sneaking into our parents’ bed a few months earlier.

She had a habit of doing that. Especially during storms. But Mom had put her foot down and insisted that at twelve years old, Sarah needed to stop bothering them at night.

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Shadow 23/03/19(Sun)05:24 No. 27837 ID: 1339db

I agree that the conversations between the siblings isn't realistic, the point of a fantasy is to experience something, whatever it is you want, typically something that is impossible in reality. AMPC is more realistic in that one has to be a douche of some sort to actually go through with having sex with an underage sibling. But this story is a nice fantasy where they get along, appealing to those like myself with illegal kinks and bleeding hearts. I'm personally unsure about how they'll keep their relationship good with what you have planned, but I'm curious to see how you execute it. I also like how they had an open conversation about her period (a conversation all lovers should have). I'm looking forward to more!


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Stonebrow!AN26.8FkH6 23/05/04(Thu)00:48 No. 27861 ID: 2170a0

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I sometimes wonder how Sarah and I weren’t caught. Dinner felt like a scene from a James Bond movie, where I was seconds away from being discovered as an enemy agent. Kind of like when you’re high on weed, and are constantly worried every one can tell?

I mean, it’s not that hard to figure out. Both my parents had jobs that could get stressful occasionally. My Mom’s cousin was in chemo. And when they weren’t dealing with all that, my parents wanted to relax. Hell, there were probably a few times when they were screwing at the same time we were.

So far from being curious or suspicious, the fact that my sister and I were keeping ourselves entertained and quiet was probably a huge relief for them.

Somehow I got through dinner without choking on my own tongue, or sweating so much I dissolved. Faith kept looking at me. I was probably looking at her more. I have no idea what dinner was.

Filling?

The waiting was torture. Finally my phone said it was late enough. I slipped out my door and quietly opened Faith’s, closing it behind me, turning back to see Faith in bed.

She nibbled her bottom lip, and my boxers felt tight as she slid her sheet down her naked body, exposing her breasts and stomach.
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Anonymous 23/06/29(Thu)15:40 No. 27870 ID: b00367

impatiently awaiting more




A collection of Short Stories !JUD7F1CtU. 11/06/14(Tue)18:06 No. 12588 ID: e320fb [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

I decided I may as well share what I write when I decide to write something. Most of it will be Futa on Male but anything with MaleSub in it will be included. Anyway, here's the first one involving a dominant Futa and her apparent bitch.

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Call girl - A short story.
Tags: Futa on male, futadom, reluctant

The phone rang.
I don't know why, but there was always this sense of anticipation and dread I have with picking it up. Not knowing who it was and knowing who it could be was almost a game of Russian Roulette I had with myself. Now, it happened almost daily. I picked up the phone Gun to my head - pull the trigger. "Hey there, moll" a feline, scratchy yet appeasingly seductive voice replied, female in nature.
Boom.
"Uuuuh, hey… Tash." I responded, not unnerved but unhappy. "Parents are gone. Come around" she demanded in a domineering tone. "Uuuhh, look, Tash… I don't know about today, it's not really a good t-" "Come around" she repeated, cutting me off. "Tash, I was just about to say that I don't really want to because I'm really busy, and… you know"
There was a disenchanting silence - shredding any hope of worming my way out.
Defeat.
"No. I don't. Come arooound" she said again, this time with the last word drawn out, as if she sounded wanting, but not desperate. "I know you really, really want to" she claimed, her voice thinning to an innocent tone. She was pulling all the strings for this one. She usually did.
"I just-"
"Come around"
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Anonymous 16/01/10(Sun)09:59 No. 24074 ID: 8edb61

>>23990
>>24047
Hey figured I'd ask. Writing style is incredible but I can't get off to the emotional abuse (but lord knows I've tried), just one vanilla futa story is all I humbly request


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Anonymous 18/01/08(Mon)07:31 No. 25286 ID: b5690b

Bamp


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Anonymous 23/05/26(Fri)17:52 No. 27865 ID: 1f0003

Holy shit I can't believe this thread still exists. I've been trying to find these stories for YEARS.




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

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

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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 22/09/12(Mon)05:34 No. 27658 ID: 8d90db

>>27655
http://dragongeo2.net/ChickenSoup/view.cgi.htm


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Anonymous 22/09/13(Tue)20:22 No. 27660 ID: cfb150

>>27658

Thank You kind stranger!


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The long waited ending 23/04/27(Thu)16:22 No. 27859 ID: 7598be

Some time later, Sarah and I were sitting at the table eating breakfast. Her hair was in messy tufts needing a serious brushing, she had sleepy eyes and was wearing her usual long night shirt and panties (covered in pictures of lemons with smiley faces on them).

I sipped my coffee and ate a plate of scrambled eggs and toast, she sat across peaking glances at me and smiling while nibbling her waffles. Suddenly, Bill came in, looking distraught. I looked to see what he was holding.

"Fuck. I am so fucked," I realized in that moment

"Sarah," Bill says, his voice quivering with concern "...where did you get this".

He was holding up the little sports bra I bought her. I was going to damage control by saying I gave her money to buy whatever she wanted, but at that moment she burst into tears and Bill knew something was wrong. She buried her face in her brother's chest and sobbed.

"Sarah-Sarah what happened!"

She turned her head and peaked at me with her eyes glistening with tears. Her face bright red and puffy. At that moment Bill knew.

I looked at him and he looked at me in disbelief and disdain.
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