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i masterbate to my cousin......she has her own thread on a different chan pic unrelated
>>168711 >Women on the other hand are worthless,selfish,ignorant,evil pieces of shit! Some are nice. :(
>>168711 You are a heterosexual, dipshit. Age doesn't factor into heterosexuality. You want people to think you're a homo? Keep on saying you're not hetero. Moron.
>>168713 Not all of them are evil,but for the most part I just hate women. Some of the most selfish people I have ever met are women and honestly I think women are far more evil than men are.  >>168714 "If I was a heterosexual I could so see myself slapping the hell out of a stupid bitch" Wow! My bad,I know I have done this more than once. You see,in my mind I know that I am a heterosexual (heterosexual pedophile),but a while back I sort of twisted the definition of the word heterosexual in my mind. It's a long story,but it's pretty bad when you start using your warped version of heterosexuality online. I really need to quit doing that. There is no point in trying to explain it,because even I think it's kind of messed up. I just need to be more specific. Oh fuck it,you know how some people say that being a homosexual automatically makes you a pedophile? Well we both know that's bullshit,but since pedophiles are a minority I eventually just separated homosexuality,heterosexuality and pedophilia into three different categories. I know it's not right,and it probably doesn't make sense to you guys,but it makes sense to me and that's all that matters!
>>168720 Did a woman treat you badly in some way which caused you to become a misogynistic pedo? The most well adjusted and intelligent people in society like women and little girls equally. Don't be a creep.
>>168707 "I just wanna treat these girls like crap and humiliate them." -That's all they are good for,man! "Most of the time I'm a fairly good, conscientious person" -Funnily enough, so am I, I have female friends too, but secretly hate 99% of women too, and they all say I'm a nice guy, etc, I just put on an act to fuck their friends, but the rape fantasies with women are just that, I jerk off and get over it, but little girls are more frustrating because there is no legal outllet. "but when my dick gets hard all I think about is hurting and killing little bitches. Nothing is hotter than seeing a little cunt like this cry in pain." -Yes! exactly! I hate the stupid shit they say, their dumb faces,the way they cry so easily angers me, stupid little cuntS. I wanna give them something to cry about, see their dumb faces contorted by fear and pain to feed off it.....but why kill the bitch when you can sell her as a sex slave?
I'd like to make a confession that I am a 23 year old woman now. A college graduate. Work full time. Have a steady boyfriend. And I had a sexual relationship with 2 men when I was 8 and 9 years old. I met my friend's uncle and her uncle's friend when I had a sleep over at her house when I was eight. Her uncle and his friend touched me, tongue kissed me, had anal sex with me, and ejaculated on me, and had orgies with my friend. I found the experience weird at first but I really had fun with them and they were very nice to me. I kept going to my friends, and we did other "normal" stuff, like play video games, play outside, watch movies, but in addition to that, had sex. I actually never had vaginal sex back then, other just having myself or someone else touch me there. Looking back, I really have fond memories of it, pretty much like other enjoyable experiences in my childhood. My parents don't know anything about it, or anyone else for that matter. I have kind of hinted to my boyfriend about it, he seemed surprised but cool about it. I wouldn't tell him much other than I kissed a man when I was eight.
>>168329 Yes I did have sex when I was a child. The first time I had sex was when I was seven years old and it was with a boy my age. The boy came onto me and I just went along with it. Honestly I enjoyed the experience at the time. The second time I had sex was when I was ten years old and that's when my sex drive was outrageous. Hell I used to think about sex pretty much all of the time! Anyways once I turned nine I started having sexual desire towards girls,but once I turned ten...honestly I don't know how I was able to control myself and not commit rape.  Still one time there was this girl on this bus i rode and we sat almost right next to eachother and we started talking about being seen naked etc and before I knew it we were having oral sex on the floor under the seats. Sadly after that I no longer received any blowjobs with my other female partners,but I did get to lick some loli pussy. Even without blowjobs I just loved having their bare pussies in my mouth,by the way these girls were around my age so they were like nine and ten years old. I love loli pussy,lol I remember the texture perfectly,I mean they are so soft and warm and hot as hell. I also used to watch porn when I was 13 and back then I was attracted to women. I would steal playboy movies from my moms boyfriend and I would watch them often. At one point in time I was really fascinated with women,I mean I always wanted to know what a woman's breasts felt like. Anyways once I became an adult and had sex with a woman for the first time I realized I wasn't truly attracted to women. Of course I went through this long phase of denial about being a pedo,but I won't go into that because that is a long story. As for kids being in porn,honestly I think in some cases it can damage a child. I mean it depends on the situation first of all the child must be willing to be seen naked and have sex etc. As long as you don't go against the child's will the child would be fine,but if you force a child into doing something they don't want to do then it would be more likely for them to be damaged. Still if sea pea were to be legal I think kids should only be in softcore films vs hardcore xxx films. I mean Im not saying being in a hardcore xxx film is wrong,but I think it would be bad for a child to be in such a film. I mean I think a child would taken advantage of if they were in a xxx rated movie,a little girl could be forced into sucking up to 20 dicks in one scene and end up swallowing a glass full of cum.  I mean I guess if a lg really wanted to do something like that then by all means have at it,but i think allowing a child to be in a xxx rated movie is pretty much the same as allowing a child to be a hooker. I don't think that's right,however I don Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
why don't they call me? I would join the orgy!
>>168351 I think a child would taken advantage of if they were in a xxx rated movie,a little girl could be forced into sucking up to 20 dicks in one scene and end up swallowing a glass full of cum. Read more: http://ichan.org/con/res/168229.html#ixzz1ugqeGkM0 I'd pay good money to see that lol
>>168678 I'm not into that sort of thing,but the thought of a loli eating something with my cum in it turns me on. LOL I wouldn't mind seeing a little cutie eat a pizza with my cum all over it. Of course as long as the child wanted to do it then I don't see anything wrong with it.Â
>>168683 Lol, yeah, I would jerk off and cum into a small jar, topping it up frequently, then when I got the opportunity, I would add some to my niece or cousin's ice cream. Once I pissed in their apple juice. Also I would push a lollipop up my ass and give it to them.....
I hate the fact that some people want to hurt LGs and I have found a place for people that like LGs like me to see. check it out if you are interested. http://y-camp.co.uk
>>168652 ...not that the pedo issue is a good example of the media control the general population's thoughts at all, since the hatred of child molesters is entirely justified and instinctive.
>>168652 "I think by focusing on the pedo issue you're ignoring the much more urgent issues at hand." Well I know there are other issues out there,besides the pedo issue. Once I turned 18 years old I stopped trusting the media thanks to Bush. You know that story about Osama Bin Laden being killed? After what happened with Bush and the "weapons of mass destruction" bullshit,I wouldn't be the least bit surprised if Bin Laden was still alive and the media is just giving us false information. Honestly I think it's kind of scary how the media can get us to do whatever the hell they want us to do. It's as if we just lost our ability to figure out what's really going on in the world,the media only wants you to know what they want you to know. Anyway as far as the hysteria over pedophilia is concerned,well let's just say that this witch hunt is hurting kids more than it is protecting them. I mean regardless of what the media says about pedophiles,it is a proven fact that most pedophiles aren't violent and sadistic in nature. Also the overwhelming majority of pedophiles in the U.S.A are NOT child molesters! Even the media doesn't specifically say that most pedophiles prey on children,but the media will twist the truth and get people to think the most pedophiles are evil and that we abduct children,rape them,kill them etc. Of course people will justify what the media is doing,by claiming that they are just trying to protect children. It may seem like this pedo witch hunt is actually helping kids,after all this witch hunt encourages the public to watch out for "pedophiles".  Here is the problem though,for the most part all this hysteria over "pedophilia" has done is just scare the shit out of parents and many men. This fear over "pedophilia" has gotten to the point to where many men would hesitate to help a child in need,and it's not because these men don't care about children,they just don't want people to think that they are "pedophiles". Thanks to this pedo witch hunt many children have died because a lot of men are too afraid to help children that are in danger. Of course this fear over "pedophilia" can hurt a lot of innocent men as well. For example say if a child was being neglected by his or her parents (let's say the child is 12) and the child ended up doing drugs or joining a gang. Well say if a man that knows this child is concerned about him or her and he does what he can to comfort him/her and tries to help the child. Well thanks to this witch hunt many men sort of get punished for helping children like this. Also I have even seen reports about lifeguards losing their jobs because a parent didn't like how much he was watchi Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>168653 I almost forgot,wouldn't it be nice if pedophiles would go seek some professional help in order to manage there urges? Well thanks to this witch hunt many pedos are too afraid to seek therapy or counseling,besides a lot of psychiatrist's are required by law to report a pedophile that seeks help EVEN IF HE DOESN'T BREAK THE LAW. So like I said before "I think this witch hunt is just going to backfire."
>>168669 There is no "witch hunt", the hatred and disgust which most people feel towards these type of people is a natural reaction which stems from the need to protect children. I haven't heard of anything like what you mentioned in your last paragraph happening, do you have any specific examples? >it is a proven fact that most pedophiles aren't violent and sadistic in nature I think if you change the pedophile part into "child molester" then it'd be the complete reverse. People should lay off the non-abusive pedophiles and focus on catching real child molesters, who are a genuine problem.
>>168671 Sorry I'm late I have been very busy for the past week,but things are finally calm now. "There is no "witch hunt", the hatred and disgust which most people feel towards these type of people is a natural reaction which stems from the need to protect children." I agree with you on the part about protecting children from those type of people and I think people should still watch out for those sick perverts,but the only problem is the media is making it look like most pedophiles are like that and this isn't helping anybody. Not to mention the fact that a lot of those instances are not common at all! By all means I don't think it's wrong to bring it up on the news,but they should at least state that most pedophiles are nothing like those sickos and that those events are on the rare side,but people should still look out for them. Basically I think they should go over all of the facts instead of just showing everybody bits and peices of the truth. "People should lay off the non-abusive pedophiles and focus on catching real child molesters, who are a genuine problem." For the most part I agree with you,but sadly many non-"abusive" pedophiles get punished for seeking help. Of course some pedos get lucky and end up with a therapist that treats them like crap,but doesn't report them. Many pedos hate what they are,but thanks to these new laws which punish pedophiles for seeking help,the likely hood of a pedophile getting help is pretty slim thanks to this. As for the witch hunt,I can prove that this hysteria over pedophilia is harming kids and these sites back up pretty much everything I have said so far. Here you go: "Man Rescues Drowning Boy,Mom Accuses Him of Being A Pedophile."  http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/sstzi/a_woman_just_called_me_a_pedophile_after_i/c4grqmk "Did pedophilia hysteria cause child's death?".   http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,190586,00.html The fox news site put this up in 2006,but I assure you not much has changed since then. If anything this pedo hysteria has gotten even worse! Here is a quote from that site: "Child abuse must be addressed but it is worse than folly to punish those who help children. Our society is creating Clive Peachey -- decent men who will walk away from a child in need." Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
To most people, I would be consider a sick individual, but to myself I am a normal person with normal feelings. you see, in my life, everything and anything goes, sexually speaking. I had a normal childhood and always did good in school, but I became aware of my sexuality at an early age. Playing "Doctor" with my sister at the age of 6, I would kiss her 8 yr old pussy, until one day I accidentally licked her slit and I was hooked. One day I just opened her legs and started licking away until I had her moaning and groaning. But that was the extend of it, mostly due to my inmaturity and innexperience. When I turned 8, I started experimenting with boys from school, doing circle jerks, comparing sizes, and even experimenting with blowjobs and anal sex. I discovered that I loved being with boys as well. But I started wanting more. It seems that my "buddies" little ddicks were not enough, and I started dreaming of being with a grown up man. In school, there were talks about this man in town, who like little boys and had just gotten out of jail for raping some boys. So, in me quest for being with an older man, I decided that I would try to see if he would do it to me. I put a pair of my sister's panties and went to his house. To make a long story short, I went over, he let me in, and my life changed forever. He had the biggest cock I have ever seen and I was instantly hypnotized. I sucked the head which is all I could do and he came in my mouth. I love the taste and mede him cum in my mouth like 3 more times that afternoon. But I went there tofeel a real man's cock in my ass, and although I was terrified shitless, I told him to fuck me. I don't know how my 8 yr old asshole stratched over his cock, but it did, and after some excrutiating pain, he fucked me good, long and hard and I was in heaven. I saw him many times after that for some great fucking and sucking. My quest for fucking a girl didn't have to wait much either, a woman on my paper route took cara of it. I had  taken to wear panties under my pants and although I started wearing my sister's, I went to a boutique in town and got the courage to buy some. So wearing panties became a habit for me to this day. One day when I was 10, I got a little careless during my paper delivery and when this lady payed me, I kneeled to get my wallet from the bag on the bike, and she saw my lacey panties. She asked me why I was wearing panties, and I freaked out because she was the first person to ever find out. I was visibly nervous and she invited me in. We had a long talk about sex and life and when I told her that I've never been with a girl, she set out to fix that. how it happened is besides the point, but it suffices to say that over a course of 9 months, this woman showed me everything there is to know about loving a woman. To some people, she would be a pedophile, to me, she was the woman who turned me into the good lover I am today. I will continue tomor Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>168708 Nope. Shut the fuck up please.
>>168709 Fuck you. Your just jealous,because I know more about pedophilia than you do. Compared to me you are just an ignorant cock sucking bitch that can't think for yourself. Anyways fuck off please and have a nice day you dumbass piece of shit. If your a mod though,then forget about what I said above.
>>168710 You sound like a moronic little brat. No wonder you're romantically drawn to little kids; you have the same mental capacity as one after all.
>>168712 "No wonder you're romantically drawn to little kids" There is a romantic element,but I don't necessarily fall in love with them. I also admit that I can be a little immature sometimes,but I think maturity is just an illusion though. I have met 12 year olds that are more mature than some 40 year olds. Also just so you know I am definitely smarter than your average person. I admit that I can be lazy when in comes to certain things,but that's just the way I am.Â
>>168705 Forgive these trolls OP. Feel free to ignore them and don't let them interfere with your story.Â
It is raining miserably here so I thought I would try to write a few paragraphs. I was lucky, I suppose, to be a somewhat handsome and athletically gifted young man. Even though I fit in well with the jocks, I also made the highest scores on standardized tests, which led to accepting an academic scholarship to a well-respected university. I did well and entered graduate school. After obtaining a doctorate degree I was offered a good job in the large city about 65 miles from my childhood home. Within only a couple years I had purchased an impressive house and three sports cars, and had dated several beautiful young women. One a pleasant Spring weekend, I was visiting my family in my hometown when my younger sister asked me to give her a ride to the park for her softball game. While observing the game from a seat at the end of the bleachers, my eye caught a glimpse of something moving in the parking lot beyond the outfield fence. It was exceeding long blonde hair flowing behind a girl riding a bicycle, like a waving flag signaling the arrival of a parade. I watched, mesmerized, as the blonde pennant floated around the parking lot and the girl pulled up and stopped right next to me. The hair fell to below her waist, brushing the seat of the bike between her legs. She was slender but very athletic-looking, about 5'2" and 90 pounds, and she already had a deep midsummer tan, much of which was exposed by a tight sleeveless tank top and a pair of tiny white shorts. Without hesitation she turned a supermodel's young face toward me, and flashing a genuine smile, asked which team was winning. Suddenly I didn't know. I had to force myself to look away from her for a moment and gain some measure of composure. Catching my breath I managed to ask, "Why aren't you playing on the team?" "I'm not any good at softball," she replied. "I do gymnastics." That explained the legs. After waving to several of the girls, including my sister, blondie chimed "Bye!" and kicked her bike back toward the parking lot. I noted that she had made a girlish fashion mistake by wearing dark bikini panties which could be seen through the thin white shorts, and I studied the outline of them until her butt wiggled out of sight. I delivered my sister home and decided to linger with the family a while longer. When the opportunity presented itself, I slipped into my little sis's room and pulled her school yearbook off the shelf. Thumbing through it frantically, I found her. Seventh grade cheerleaders - there she was standing on the shoulders of two other girls, in a short cheer skirt. She was 12, I was 26. I slipped the book under my arm and took it straight to the bathroom and masturbated.
>>168695 - Charmain - a 'pearl neckalce' in sexual terms is slang for when a man sits astride you (you would be laying down) and he then comes all over your chest and neck ;)
>>168697 Does OP really need to say her age? Can't it just be re-written without any direct age-related information? Just describe his sister as a certain age, grade in school, etc., and just say Sunny is her best friend. If SOL doesn't accept OP's story, there are tons of mommy porn sites out there anyway. Not everyone likes "biology" in their erotica. One site is: Sssh (dot) com It is a site "for women, by women," though probably most readers and writers are men. I don't think you will find "dripping cocks" or anus kissing featured in any of their stories. Women don't want to acknowledge they have anuses. OP, you have talent and you might try your hand at writing romance novels, there is money in that.
>>168699 - Of course, OP can do what he likes, I wasn't trying to coerce him, merely offer him a suggestion fo an outlet for his excellent story to a wider readership. Altering Sunny's age is an easy task of simply using 'find and replace' in Word and upping it by a couple of years. The story will still appeal to those after a teen/adult story. To remove Sunny's age altogether and only hint at it requires far more editing by OP. I'm also aware there are plenty of erotica sites out there, but I believe SOL to be one of the best, with a diverse range of stories for all tastes and fetishes. They are not all 'deeply biologically descriptive' (=stroke) stories either. I've read some truly excellent stories on SOL that have no sex featured in them whatsoever.
OP..... I love you
I really do appreciate the encouragement. Thanks. And I may later try to edit it to raise her age and post elsewhere, but to me that would seem like a story about someone else that I didn't know. Right now I would just like to get to the end of the story. I keep thinking that I only have one or two little things to say before ending it, but when I start to write, more comes back to me in more detail, and it takes more words to explain than I thought it would. Romance novels? The problem is that I don't know if I really could make this stuff up. Anyhow, whle I am writing this I will add this item: sometimes she would wash her hair with Downy Fabric Softener...and I never saw more beautiful hair than this, age 16, 5 foot six, hair 30+ inches.
This is not a story of fiction. it is a true story, and I don't mind telling it cuz I need not mention names. I have been happily married for 8 years to a wonderful woman. she is the reason for my being in more ways than one, and that's mainly because she's my biological mother. This is not the story you commonly hear about boys who are seduced by their mother with their cheessy "fuck mommy good" storyline. I grew up with a normal upbringing, and since my mother and father divorced, it was just mom and I. still, it was a normal mom/son relationship. I graduated from high school and went to college in a neighboring state, and a year later, I came home to spend the summer with my mother. This is where things turned weird. From the time she picked me up at the airport, I could tell that the chemistry about us had changed. It was kind of as if we had just met. For the first time in my life, I started to notice how hot my mother really was and I would devour her with my eyes everytime I could. The weirdest thing is that she gave me the impression that she felt the same way about me. It was a very tense first week and I finally had the courage to search for answers. One day we were watching a movie, both sitting on the couch, and I asked her what was happening to us. She she said that she didn't know but that she definitely could feel it too. We talk for a bit and she asked me to be honest and to tell her how I felt so I went for broke and told her that since I came home, I started to see her in a different way and I was feeling very attracted to her. This was the turning point of our life. She started to cry and with teary eyes, admitted to feeling the same way. All things said and done, I held her face in my hands, wiped away her tears and gave her the kiss that ended our mother and son relationship forever. We practically devoured each other with an incredible passion and I took her upstairs to her bedroom. We undressed each other and fell in bed, where we made love. we couldn't get enough of each other and loved each other to exhaustion. A long talk the following morning showed no regrets on either side and as if it was the normal thing in the world, we both agreed to be lovers, although without commitment. I moved into her room and stayed there for the rest of the summer. About a week before I was to leave, during a steamy love session, I told her that I was in love with her. Later, as we layed side by side, we discussed it and realized that we were both hopelessly in love with each other. I said that I would take a year off from college so we could persue our relationship and move home again. This between us got better and better and we knew we were meant for each other. We moved close to my college and I enrolled again to continue my studies. Two years later, with the help of a friend of mine who was a Lawyer, I was able to change my birth facts so that my mother and I could legally marry. We married and our re Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
I am 32 and my mother is 47. Please understand that I cannot show her face. But here's a recent pic of her beautiful pussy.
Very cool man. You're living the dream. Did you tell her about the thread?
>>168637 - Quite a story, if a little unusual. I'll throw caution to the wind and say I believe it, mainly because it is a well-written account and therefore convincing. Initially though, the pair of you MUST have had to do some soul-searching and weave through the inevitable moral maze, surely? Hats off to you both, a very brave decision. >>168639 - Charmain, it's a shame you apparently think your body isn’t good enough and that you hanker after a fuller, more statuesque Westernised figure'. I for one love petite women and I've noticed that women from the Philippines always seem to be very pretty too. No matter what your figure is like, there will always be a guy somewhere that will appreciate it. ‘Each to his/her own’ as they say. :)
MAF, thanx a lot for your candor and understanding. Yes, believe it or not, even to this day, there's a bit of soul searching. I don't think you can ever get over the fact that you are making love to your mother, or in her case, to your son. But we live day to day and love each other more and more. But the outcome to our soul searching always bring about the same result; we both know we did what we had to do and our bond just keep getting stronger. It gets easy with time to live as husband and wife instead of mother and son so it works out good. Yes, she know about the thread and approves of my choice of words to tell it. She also approves of the pix I sent. Charmain, all women are beautiful. Don't ever let no one tell you otherwise. Life is not about being a Ms Universe or a Mr Olympia, life is about searching for the ultimate goal to be the best person you can be. Love yourself first, and when you do that, you will portray a better you, and people will see you the same way. Anon, I'm sorry about the passing of your mother. It's a delicate subject, even for those of us who still have our mothers. Life is a cycle and we know that the same outcome awaits all of us. But life's greatest gift is our memories, and those remain forever. Again, thanx all from the both of us and hope you all have a great day.
Wow, two of you commented on my post, too cool, thanks for the advice, I guess the way things are these days make a lot of girls feel inadequate. I am talking about how boys look at girls with great bodies versus the everyday figures, how girls in movies and pictures are picked, the shaplier ones get the attention, And then here I am in a nation of tiny women by genetics hahaha I guess all girls even the model looking ones wish some part to be bigger or smaller as the case may be, so I think its girls in general are not satisfied with what they have sometimes. Do not get me wrong, I have a lover who tells me every day I am the most beautiful girl in the world, and to his credit, pays attention to me 24/7, so I could not ask for a better bf. I know I am pretty, in my own way however when I see girls like your mom, its like wow, I wish I was like that.. but thanks for the advice everyone
a long time ago..like 30 years ago,i was about 20 and my niece was about 7.i was babysitting her,my sister was out all night alot those days meeting some guy.i was helping my niece with her homework and this day she had to do a science thing,it was about tastebuds,she was supposed to blindfold a subject and have them stick out their tongue and apply salty,sweet,bitter,etc to different areas of the tongue and ask if the person tasted it etc.evidently you only taste certain things in certain areas of the tongue. i told her i would do the testing and write her responses down and all she had to do was re-write everything in her handwriting and her assignment was done. i used a necktie to blindfold her and sat her on the arm of the couch,and i told her i would tie her hands behind her back so she would not try to cheat and remove the blindfold. i went to the kitchen to get flavor supplies and she sat giggling.in the science book they used q-tips to apply the flavors.i used my finger at first with syrup and then my thumb with peanut butter. i was getting an erection watching her suck the things off my thumb and feeling her tongue licking. she was having fun and the "experiment"more or less was forgotten about and it was just her enjoying sweets and me getting off on her sucking stuff off me.well,by now you probably know what i did,i pulled out my dick and she sucked strawberry jam off of it.she never said anything about it not feeling like my thumb and i continued to use only the jam and no other tastes. she never said anything about "thats still jam try something else" or "thats not your thumb what is that?" and i just dipped my cock in the jam over and over and stuck it in her mouth and let her clean it off.she didnt complain when i moved it in and out of her mouth even after the jam was all cleaned off.i think she knew what was going on even at 7 years old.she had seen my brother in laws hustler magazines before.she just giggled when i pulled out. i'd say ready? and she'd giggle and shake her head yes. i did this until i had an orgasm and ejaculated in her mouth.she cleaned it all off like it was jam and when i pulled out of her mouth she licked her lips and giggled an odd embarassed sort of giggle. we stopped then and just cuddled and watched tv.the next morning i was scared she would say something around my sister or to her.she did not. the next night i asked her if she wanted to do the "taste experiment" again and she excitedly ran and got the neckties to blindfold her and tie her hands behind her back. we did the same thing without any pretense,i just dropped my jeans and she more or less gave me head until she swallowed my ejaculate after only on dip in the jam.we did this all summer every night.after a week it took me almost an hour to finish and she never said a thing while we did it or afterwards and we always cuddled on the couch and watc Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>168419 so nothing else happened?
>>168488 How anticlimactic. Like most things in life.
wow this is still here huh?!...LOL well i moved into an apartment about 12 miles from my niece's house.every friday my niece pulls up in front about 4p.m. and drops off katy,she runs dragging her backpack to give me a big hug and a HUGE smile. we are VERY close..on sunday about 6p.m. her mom pulls up to honk and my nieces daughter slowly and sadly walks back to her car. i rarely talk to my niece anymore she waves from the car,evidently she does not spend any time with her daughter either.i think her head is up her boyfriends ass so far she is ignoring her kid and everything else in her life. they are supposed to get married this fall. my katy does not like her moms boyfriend and i think she really just wishes i could be her new stepdad.i tried to tell her everything will be ok her mom is just in love right now and things will return to normal after the wedding...she looked at me sad faced and said "this IS normal,me and you have fun every weekend and miss each other all week and my mom ignores us.." she is doing good tho- i help her with her school work and we go to the beach and cook out and cuddle and its great.i just know her mom is going to regret this lost time with her daughter..
the part that bothers me is...well..i kinda like her leaning on me so much and feeling closer to me than her mom or grandma or anyone. i enjoy being her number one..and even tho i have dated a couple times i really do value my time with her more than anything else in my life. when i played the experiment with her mom so many years ago it was just fun and i was a horny dog,but i had "a life" apart from that. now i spend all week looking forward to her coming over..when i shop i look for stuff she would like food she likes surprises for next friday etc.. i know its not...umm..healthy? but wtf we have fun together and she gives me something to look forward to and i help her with schoolwork and advice about life...good advice i hope..odd as it seems we seem to have a mutually beneficial relationship and need each other right now. but it bothers me that her mom just...grew away from her...kinda dumped her..thats what it feels like when she drops her off,like shes dumping her/getting her out of the way. it hurts because she is SO smart and so cute and has such a great sense of humor and she loves ironic things..and her mom knows nothing about this beautiful little creature it seems. oh well..take care,maybe i'll pop in again.
My sister Natalie and I shared a bedroom up until Natalie first started Middle School and I was still in grade school. Sharing a room at that young of age meant that Natalie and I didn't see anything wrong with casual nudity. Natalie and I would get ready in the morning, like shower and go to the bathroom without being modest about it. So at least twice a day we could see each other without clothes and it just wasn't a big deal. We really liked sharing a room. We would talk late into the night and when we were older we even had a TV and video games that we played together. We would also occasionally do the "play doctor" thing. My sister really blossomed into a beautiful young girl in the later part of the 8th grade and summer before the 9th grade. Being only 13 months older than me meant that Natalie and I went through puberty at more or less the same time. Up to then she was basically a tomboy but always popular in her class. I guess she was cute then, but being her brother I didn't notice it. Also there was the weirdness factor of her being my sister. But starting in the 9th grade, even with the weirdness factor, I knew she was hot from the way guys were attracted to her. Even older men who were in College or older would chat her up looking to ask her for a date. The picture is Allison Stokke and Natalie has a passing resemblance to her. They are alike in one other way. Natalie was a competitive swimmer and joined the High School girls swim team as a freshman. She was OK, but not a top swimmer. No one thought she could get a scholarship for swimming. During the season, some old guy started coming to her swim meets and was taking pictures of her and then videos of her. He had very nice cameras, not just consumer stuff. He wouldn't even pretend to take pictures of other girls. The meets didn't have many people watching -- hell, I never went (but our Mom did) -- and this guy seemed always to be there. And no one knew who he was, he wasn't a parent or related to anyone. My Mom noticed this and complained and the guy was basically told never to come to the meets again. We didn't share a room at that point, but we did share a bathroom that connected our bedrooms. And we each had a door from our room to the bathroom and we always kept them open. We thought of the whole thing as one big bedroom. We used the same bathroom every morning at the same time, showering and whatnot and we still saw each other nude every single day. We just never had learned modesty towards each other. When we went through puberty together, we obviously noticed signs that we were becoming adults, as the health pamphlets always say. I remember walking into the bathroom one night and Natalie was shaving her vagina. I was curious about that, not really turned on, but I did wonder whether girls in my class were doing it, and that idea turned me on. Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
I thought about going to college at the same school, but ended up going to another university in the same city. We were around 45 minutes apart, but still didn't see as much of each other as before. We did meet on weekends when we weren't doing anything else. There were a few periods of time when we saw each other every weekend and one night during the week. But that would slack off during other times, like finals and stuff like that. Natalie was in Alpha Gamma Delta, though never lived in the sorority house. However, she was fairly active and that took a lot of her time. I had an on again -- off again relationship with a girl during much of my college years. In the end, though, sex with Natalie would always trump sex with my girlfriend. The conversation got really serious after I asked her if she loved him. Natalie said that she felt like our sexual relationship was really holding us back from moving on in our lives. She felt that it was not an evil thing we were doing, but it was like a soft drug, like weed. It wouldn't kill us, but we just needed to stop, cold turkey. She said in earnest that she had met someone she thought she could spend the rest of her life with. He was a little older than her, a surgeon with an established practice who was 34. This was 11 years older than Natalie, and she protested that she knew what I was going to say. No, he was not too old for her. "Does he satisfy you sexually like I do?" I asked. Natalie protested that it was not a fair question. We had been lovers for almost 10 years, how could he be as good as me. I was flattered. But she immediately said that that was exactly why we needed to move on. We talked about it and Natalie was making perfect sense. In fact, I began thinking that I really should begin aggressively looking for a relationship, maybe even join something like match.com, which I have been considering. Maybe even go visit my college girlfriend who was now living in San Francisco and who had emailed me inviting me up to visit. My college girlfriend didn't really want to break up, but did get this great job in tech in SF and decided she needed to take it. Natalie frowned a little when I told her what was going through my mind about match.com and my old girlfriend, but said that that was really the best thing for both of us. We could be really cool brother and sister to each other like every other brother and sister in the world. Her voice broke when she said it and then smiled a slightly forced smile and then looked away. We were silent and I think that Natalie wanted to cry, but held it in. Her eyes were a little watery. This would be a very difficult transition.
Natalie and I drove home after dinner and chatted with our folks for awhile and after they went to bed we watched TV for awhile. While turning around the channels, we landed on TCM where the movie that we saw that night on Maui was playing. We kind of laughed a little bit and then decided that because it was late, we would just go to bed. We didn't mention the movie other than to say it was the movie we saw. The movie wasn't really that good, we wouldn't watch it again, in other words. But I couldn't help remember that beautiful night that we first made love, I mean really made love, when I entered her the first time after she took me into her mouth without a condom. I am sure she remembered it also. Our rooms have been kept the same since we both moved out, so they are very much the same as when we were in high school. It was around 1:00AM and I surfed around for a bit and then hopped into bed. I decided to close my door to the bathroom. As long as we were going to be like any other brother and sister, I thought that was the right thing to do. I didn't do it out of anger or to prove any point, but it just seemed like something we should start doing. I jumped into bed and tried to sleep, but it took awhile to quiesce my mind which was engaged in deep obsessive thought about my current dilemma. I am not sure when exactly I nodded off but I did eventually fall into a deep dreamless sleep. Next thing I knew it was 8:00AM in the morning and Natalie opened the door and came into my room. "Go running with me?" Natalie was dressed only in a pair of medium blue compression shorts that matched her blue running shorts that she had yet to put on and a white cotton wife beater of mine without a bra. Her body was perfect as always, her ass and thighs accentuated by the compression shorts. She looked adorable and drop dead sexy with her nipples visibly pointing through the thin cotton fabric of my cheap undershirt. "Don't tell me you are going to wear that outside without a bra." Natalie gave me a certain look and said that we would not meet anyone on the 3.5 mile route we usually ran. We both took up running in High School and used to run together until she went to college. We both run regularly, just not often with each other. This was like the old days. I looked at her and said that that wasn't the point. I told her that her tits would begin to sag if she ran without a bra, but in truth I was enormously turned on by the way she looked and her perfect breasts and nipples. She threw the towel she was holding at my general direction and told me to hurry up and get ready. Our folks had already gone to the nursery and left us a note saying they wouldn't be home until late afternoon or early evening and we would all go out to dinner when they returned. We went on our run, it was warm and a little humid Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
I went to my room, got undressed and was adjusting the shower when Natalie came in, topless, and pulled down her shorts and compression underwear, sat on the toilet and began to pee, spreading her thighs in an exaggerated manner and arching her back. I gave her a withering look. She had an impish smile on her face. We had gone through a short golden shower phase in High School that began in an almost identical situation when I was trying to get into the shower one Saturday and Natalie "just had to pee." It was a total turn on and our golden shower thing ran its course with us peeing on each other as sort of foreplay. Like a lot of things we had gotten into over the years we moved on and hadn't really done it in awhile. It was fun, but the novelty wore off and it actually was a little bit of a hassle also. Natalie wiped herself and got up, pulling her shorts back up. I was totally hard. "Who are we kidding? We will never stop, whether I get married or not." Natalie stepped over to me and hugged me tight. My hard penis was trapped between my stomach and hers. I could feel the cool wetness of her still sweaty body and I breathed in deeply, my nose resting gently on her hair. Her smell was intoxicating. In High School we would sometimes have sex after running together, somehow our sweat just turned us on and one afternoon we just couldn't wait until later that night and took a chance that our Mom, who was in the Kitchen cooking or something, wouldn't hear us. Like that first time, I took Natalie by the hand and led her to my bed. I laid down on my back and Natalie knew exactly what I wanted and what she wanted. She peeled her pants down and stepped out of them, flinging them across the room with her foot. She then mounted me so that her vagina and anus were inches from my face. Sweat mixed with now copious vaginal lubrication ran thickly down her inner thigh and created an aroma that acted like a direct injection of testosterone into my balls. First I traced my tongue along the dribble of fluid running down her thigh and tasted its saltiness. I then buried my nose and mouth into the crack of her vagina as deep as possible -- I would have pushed my whole head inside if I could have, I was that turned on. Natalie, as is the way she always does 69 on top, was not going to begin to suck me until she had at least one orgasm, but was certain to let me cum in her mouth. But I wasn't thinking about that. I wanted to devour Natalie and I thought maybe I would cum by just eating her out. I knew I could make her cum by licking the side of her clit, but that would be at the end of my tongue's leisurely sex tour. I pushed my tongue deeply into her vagina and licking up to back of her slit. My nose was planted against her anus and I inhaled a little and detected the same sweaty musk of her vagina. I raised my head and planted a g Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
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Natalie and I spent the rest of that Saturday afternoon, or I should say the next 2 or 3 hours, making love, revisiting almost everything we had done over the years, if you count the beginning of this encounter as a golden shower proxy. In the later afternoon after we finished and cleaned up and had some lunch, there seemed to be a lot to say, but we never got around to say it. Not that we avoided talking about us, we didn't at all. We actually had a long discussion about my journal and my writing and Natalie's diary. Natalie is smarter than I am but never really got into writing. She was much more into athletics rather than the more introverted writing thing. But she did say she occasionally would read diary entries of our high school years and we swapped our versions of notable events, like our experience with Geezer. She had a slightly different recollection of some of the events, even though my journal and her diary were both written almost immediately after the particular event. We laughed about the different perspectives we had. That was a fun conversation and was really the last deep conversation we had and almost none of it was about our future. I guess this is something we can't fathom or plan for, it will just unfold. Natalie and I haven't talked since Easter and that is pretty unusual for such a long time period. But a few weeks after Easter I got a phone call from our Mom telling me that Natalie and her fiancé were going to elope. By now they have left for a three week wedding and honeymoon starting in Las Vegas and ending in Bali. It sounded great but a bit puzzling since they were planning a pretty elaborate wedding. The elaborate wedding thing sort of surprised me as it wasn't something I thought Natalie would be into, but I just concluded I was wrong about it. But the change was still a little surprising as evidently she had ordered and paid for a pretty expensive wedding dress. Her fiancé is very wealthy, so I guess that is not a big deal. Oh, and I am going to be an Uncle. At the end of the call with my Mom, she casually mentioned, after a little chuckle, that Natalie said she just found out she was pregnant and of course I would be an Uncle. I think my Mom chuckled because she also got pregnant with Natalie before my folks got married and they too eloped, so to speak. They just had a scaled down wedding, being hippies, they weren't really bothered by their "premature" pregnancy. So what could they say now? Frankly, I don't know what the future holds. I guess at this point I have to get on with my life. I suppose that it means that we will continue with our sexual relationship at least until I meet my wife. Then I have to decide whether to continue. But it does feel cool to be an Uncle. Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
