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	<title><![CDATA[Little boy sex story &quot;CUZ&quot;]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions <br>of explicit sexual acts of boys discovering their sexuality. It may <br>contain graphic scenes of a sexual nature between underage children and <br>males and/or females. If this type of content offends or it is illegal <br>to view in your country of residence or your are under 18 years of age <br>then please do not read.<br><br><br>CUZ<br><br>They didnt know i was there, thankfully. I wasn't supposed to be home <br>from work till later, but due to the whole computer network going down, <br>we were all sent home early.<br><br>And thank god for computers! For if I hadn't had to come home early, I <br>would have still been totally in the dark to their activities.<br><br>Jacob is my son, 9 years old, not totally amazingly beautiful or even <br>pretty, but damn hot and well into sex. He was a total sex mad kid.<br><br>Always had been. Ever since I can remember.<br>Steven is my nephew, he's been staying with us ever since his mummy <br>died about 6 months ago now. Steven was quite a mixed up kid, as you <br>would imagine. His mum dies, dad he never knew. He was on his own in <br>the world, and so it was no shock that he and my boy had become very <br>very close in no time at all.<br><br>I wouldn't say that I suspected anything other than 'brotherly love' <br>though, nothing really gave me any cause to think otherwise, but now, <br>woah, now I knew differently.<br><br>I had arrived home early, as i said already, and expected the boys to <br>be playing on the XBOX like they always did. I got the surprise of my <br>life when I heard what was going on in the lounge.<br><br>"Put it up my ass, put it up it, go on Jay" (my son shortened his name <br>from Jacob to Jay by the way)<br>I listened, almost choking on the turkey bagel i was eating. I slowly <br>crept down the hallway to the door of the lounge, that was slightly <br>ajar.<br><br>"Mmmmm...that feels good baby!!"<br>Fuck, this was too amazing. I had to pinch myself to confirm that this <br>wasn't a dream.<br><br>I was right at the door now, looking through the gap and listening <br>intently.<br><br>"Oh yeah baby, ride me...yeah...ride me Jay!" I heard the 12 year old <br>say as I tried my hardest to see what was going on, I thought about <br>pushing the door a bit to make it easier to see, but decided it would <br>be just too risky. I didn't want them to get all scared and stop, this <br>was X rated stuff!<br><br>I couldn't see lots but I could see that Steven was bent over the <br>couch, his ass pushed out to my sons hands, and my sons cock in between <br>his butt crack. I couldn't see much more, but knew for sure that they <br>were having hot little gay boy sex.<br><br>Stevens hair fell down into his face, it was dark brown and i found it <br>so sexy. It was long, down to just above his shouders - Steven is one <br>of these 'emo' kids. Yeah, Steven was a damn hot kid. I had fancied him <br>for years, but now he'd gotten a little bit older, he had gotten a <br>whole lot more sexier.<br><br>I had kissed him before, but nothing else. I didn't wanna fuck his head <br>up anymore than it already was. Kissing him was good enough, as a <br>temporary measure anyway, of course I was gonna move things on in time, <br>how could I not? He was a hot little 'emo' gay boy. Yummy.<br><br>Steven had told me that he thought he was gay, and he had also told <br>Jacob, and by the looks of things they did more that just talk about <br>it.<br>He had even tried it on with me, trying to stroke my cock when I sat <br>helping him with his math homework. He saw that I was hard, put his <br>hand there and stroked up, then down.<br><br>I told him to stop though, this was only a couple of weeks after his <br>mum had died in a car accident, i didn't wanna just take advantage of <br>this kid, it wasn't my style - call me a fool if you like, but i felt <br>sorry for him, I didn't wanna take advantage.<br><br>But now? Well, now it was totally different. I was gonna allow Steven <br>to do whatever he damn well wanted to do!<br><br>I continued watching, my hand in my pants, jacking my cock slowly, <br>stroking it up and down as i watched through the impossibly small gap.<br>"Fuck me Jay, Fuck me baby"<br><br>Fuck Fuck Fuck!! Was this real! Man this was too good to be true. I was <br>wanking furiously now as I listened to my little boy fucking his <br>cousin, I closed my eyes now as I just listened to their hot hot sex <br>noises.<br>I would have been a lot more cleverer if i hadn't closed my eyes <br>though, as if I had them open I would have seen Jacob reach his dry cum <br>and pull out and come over to the door.<br><br>With my hand in my trousers, my eyes closed....the door came flying <br>open...SHIT!!!!!!<br><br><br>
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	<title><![CDATA[Giganews funding an organisation that censors the internet]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[I just read the latest UK 2007 Internet Watch Foundation report, an  <br>organisation<br>whose job is to censor the internet while claiming they are<br>getting rid of "child porn" and "racism", but the truth is that<br>this IWF does not make public the list of sites they are taking down and  <br>censoring,<br>so it could be anything because a picture of a cartoon is "child porn" to  <br>them.<br><br>The 2007 IWF report (available on their site) has Giganews in between the  <br>sponsors names, it is<br>time we got rid of all companies that support censorship, starting by  <br>Giganews Usenet provider,<br>funny enough the only Usenet provider that has its name in between the  <br>sponsors so dozens of others<br>to choose from.<br><br>-- <br>Child Erotica Freedom Party<br><a href="http://documents.espana2000.com" rel="nofollow" class="url" target="_blank">http://documents.espana2000.com</a><br>
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	<title><![CDATA[PeachKisser2004 Parenting Guides: Bath Time (pedo, short story) [repost]]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[PeachKisser2004 Parenting Guides: Bath Time (pedo, short story)  [repost]<br><br>FICTION STORY!<br><br>This is a repost of one of PeachKisser's Girl Love stories, he deleted his<br>webpage in ASSTR but his great work can still be found archived at:<br>(<a href="http://web.archive.org/web" rel="nofollow" class="url" target="_blank">http://web.archive.org/web</a>/*/<a href="http://www.asstr.org/~PeachKisser" rel="nofollow" class="url" target="_blank">http://www.asstr.org/~PeachKisser</a>/)<br><br>Brought to you by the Child Erotica Freedom Party<br><a href="http://documents.espana2000.com" rel="nofollow" class="url" target="_blank">http://documents.espana2000.com</a><br><br>Sharon<br><br>sharon @ <a href="http://marmotmail.com" rel="nofollow" class="url" target="_blank">marmotmail.com</a><br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>April 13, 2004<br><br>PeachKisser2004 Parenting Guides: Bath Time (pedo, short story)<br><br>When Daddy gives his two little girls a bath, he's always very careful to<br>wash their tiny pussies properly, to make sure all their tender little<br>pussy folds get cleaned out properly, using lots of soap and his big<br>strong hands. First Daddy soaps up his hands and then after getting each<br>girl's pussy all wet, he reaches down and rubs the soap into her pussy,<br>scrubbing the skin gently, making sure it feels good and gets clean.<br>Daddy's big fingers slide deep into the little cleft down the middle of<br>his girls pussies, rubbing in the soap, scrubbing out all the dirt.<br><br>Daddy washes each little girl's pussy a few times too, just to be sure<br>they're squeaky clean. For some reason, little girl pussies always seem to<br>get very dirty down deep inside the inner folds, and Daddy knows that you<br>have to wash them a lot, especially with little baby girls who have super-<br>tight little pussies. Daddy's little girls have very tight pussies, with<br>their puffy little hairless lips closing tightly around their slits,<br>making it ever so important to wash them properly.<br><br>It's also important for little girls to understand that when their Daddy<br>washes their pussies, it makes his testicles hurt very badly inside,<br>because of all the sperms being created. Both of Daddy's baby girls<br>understand that whenever their Daddy's big thingy is sticking straight<br>out, it's their job to help Daddy get all the fresh new sperms out,<br>because those sperms make their Daddy's testicles hurt.<br><br>After their bath Daddy takes his two little princesses by the hand and<br>leads them into the bedroom, where the three of them all giggle and laugh<br>and wrestle and tickle each other, and finally dry each other off. Once<br>everybody is dry, the girls' long wet hair tied up in little "swami" towel<br>head wraps, the girls both start helping Daddy with his big thingy,<br>helping him get all the fresh sperms out, helping their Daddy feel better.<br><br>Usually Daddy puts little Becky (five years old with lots of babyfat<br>everywhere) in his lap, with his big thingy sticking up between her chubby<br>legs. Daddy loves little Becky because she's such a tiny little girl, even<br>though she's quite a chubby little girl too, with a round little belly and<br>a cute "outie" belly button. Daddy loves to tickle Becky's bellybutton<br>while she holds his big thingy between her legs, making Becky giggle and<br>squirm around, her soft thighs squeezing together on Daddy's giant thingy.<br><br>Daddy always squirts lots of warm baby oil on Becky's tiny baby girl pussy<br>and that makes it all slippery. With his big strong hands, Daddy presses<br>Becky's pudgy little thighs together around his big stiff thingy, which<br>sticks straight up, the big purple knob peeking out right next to Becky's<br>little baby pussy slit, all glistening wet with baby oil. Even now, the<br>pisshole on the end of Daddy's thingy is glistening an even darker shade<br>of purple because his testicles hurt so badly and have so much fresh sperm<br>inside them, just from washing his baby girls in the bathtub.<br><br>Big sister Susie (nine years old and a bit skinner and a lot taller)<br>kneels next to Becky and kisses all over Becky's lap, licking her little<br>baby pussy, and also taking licks off Daddy's big purple thingy whenever<br>it pops into view between Becky's soft babyfat thighs, slippery with baby<br>oil now. Becky giggles because Daddy's great big thingy rubs up and down<br>against all the special places between her legs, and because Daddy's<br>thingy feels so hot, it makes Becky feel good inside as well. Sister<br>Susie's pointy little tongue tickles Becky's pussy too, and she likes that<br>a lot.<br><br>It doesn't take very long before Daddy's big full testicles start feeling<br>a lot better! When all of Daddy's sperms come shooting out, Susie keeps<br>her mouth right there to lick them up properly, make sure none of them get<br>wasted. Daddy's thick white sticky sperm is very healthy for his little<br>girls to drink, because it helps their boobies grow bigger, plus it helps<br>them grow hair on their bare little pissy-pussies.<br><br>Sometimes if Daddy's sperms come out too fast, some of Daddy's sperms will<br>splash deep into Becky's little pussy slit. Whenever that happens, Daddy<br>and Susie have to help Susie get all the sperms out of her pussy crack.<br>Daddy and Susie both put their faces down between Becky's legs and lick<br>and suck all over her bare little girl pussy to make sure all the sperms<br>are cleaned off, making her giggle and laugh as they lick her baby pussy<br>clean.<br>
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	<description><![CDATA[<br>"One Sick Puppy" <OneSickPuppy@<a href="http://HotMail.com" rel="nofollow" class="url" target="_blank">HotMail.com</a>> wrote in message <br>news:44BBF0CF.9040701@<a href="http://HotMail.com" rel="nofollow" class="url" target="_blank">HotMail.com</a>...<br>> Story: Founder's Day  g11<br>><br>> (Mg pedo nc rape)<br>><br>>      It was the morning of Founder's Day, and I had an<br>> impulse to take a stroll around the village. Not that I<br>> expected to find anything so early in the day. Usually, it<br>> wasn't until evening -- sometimes late at night -- that<br>> anything turned up. In fact one Founder's Day, several years<br>> ago, I'd found nothing the whole day.<br>><br>>      That was an unpleasant memory.<br>><br>>      But today was a warm, sunny, perfect spring day. Maybe<br>> that's what it was - I was feeling a bit of romance in the<br>> air.<br>><br>>      The village square was mostly deserted, though the<br>> usual retirees occupied their usual benches. I'd always<br>> thought that when I retired, I'd prefer to stay up late at<br>> night and sleep late in the morning, but these folks seemed<br>> to be up and out with the sun every morning. Most of the men<br>> were too old to participate in Founder's Day, and of course<br>> none of the old women were Chosen females. So they just hung<br>> out as usual, though today at least, they did gossip and<br>> reminisce about notable Founder's Days of the past. Mostly<br>> these trips down memory lane annoyed me, since I was so<br>> focused on today, and all the other Founder's Days ahead of<br>> me.<br>><br>>      Well, like I said, I heeded my impulse and took an<br>> early morning stroll around the square. There were a few<br>> females out -- those, of course, who had not been Chosen in<br>> earlier years. The older they were, the more confident that<br>> they had nothing to worry about this year. Of course, there<br>> was always the possibility of a late Miracle. Ten years ago<br>> a fifty-five year old grandmother had been Chosen. So even<br>> the oldest Unchosen female was always just a bit wary coming<br>> out on Founder's Day. I mean, they all had to come out and<br>> take their chances sometime during the day, but many put it<br>> off as long as possible. Hence usually better hunting later<br>> in the day.<br>><br>>      Now and then, however, some female imagined that<br>> because the males had lower expectations in the morning,<br>> venturing out early in the day was the best bet. And such<br>> was the case this morning, as it turned out -- to my and the<br>> village's great good fortune.<br>><br>>      About half way around the square, I ventured into the<br>> Smoke Shop, hoping to have a brief word with Barney, the<br>> proprietor. I stepped through the door, bell jangling, to<br>> announce my arrival -- and stopped. An attractive woman,<br>> early thirties, was making a purchase at the counter. She<br>> turned and looked at me, anxiety briefly flashing across her<br>> face. She need not have worried. I got no Spark from her.<br>> She was not a Chosen one, at least not this year.<br>><br>>      Then I saw the real source of her anxiety. Standing<br>> next to her holding her hand was a young girl, perhaps ten<br>> years old, certainly no older than twelve. She had brown<br>> hair, was a bit on the slender side, but clearly destined to<br>> fill out quite adequately as she grew. Rather ordinary<br>> looking, most might say, though perfectly attractive.<br>> Although Founder's Day was a school holiday, she was dressed<br>> in the school uniform of the time -- short pleated skirt,<br>> reaching down no further than mid-thigh according to this<br>> year's fashion, white blouse and black tie. The standard<br>> black patent leather school shoes, buffed shiny and with a<br>> bit of a heel to raise the buttocks, graced her white<br>> stocking feet.<br>><br>>      And then the girl herself turned to look at me. Big,<br>> brown, deep eyes gazed out at me from a special private<br>> world -- a hungry world, a world of void and longing,<br>> yearning for both release and extinction at one and the same<br>> time.<br>><br>>      My cock throbbed -- a Chosen female, like none I'd ever<br>> encountered.<br>><br>>      It was not her age that made her so unusual, though<br>> females were in fact rarely Chosen before age 14 or 15.<br>> Within living memory there had been a number of cases of<br>> Chose pre-teen girls -- one as young as nine (although that<br>> was nearly twenty years ago, when I was a young teenager<br>> just beginning to experience the Spark).<br>><br>>      This girl has been passed over last year. But  in the<br>> three hundred and sixty four days since the last Founder's<br>> Day, she had come mysteriously into her own, and now<br>> unknowingly announced herself to whomever could feel the<br>> Spark. Barney, fortunately for me, was one of those minority<br>> of males who never felt it, and so had noted nothing special<br>> about the girl.<br>><br>>      The mothers of course never knew when or even if their<br>> daughters would be Chosen, since being females they never<br>> felt the Spark. Some rare females were links in a long chain<br>> of Chosen females, and could count on one of their daughters<br>> being Chosen, as they and their mothers had been, but<br>> heredity played only a small role most of the time.<br>><br>>      I saw a twinge of flight in this mother's face, but she<br>> stood where she was. Even managed a smile at me. Every<br>> mother, in the moment when her daughter was Chosen, felt the<br>> impulse to snatch their girls away and flee, but in most<br>> cases they felt bound to their duty, and rarely had to be<br>> hunted down.<br>><br>>      I approached the girl.<br>><br>>      "Hi, darling," I said to her, "how are you?"<br>><br>>      "Fine," the girl responded, her deep eyes pulling me<br>> in.<br>><br>>      "She's beautiful," I said to the mother, stroking the<br>> girl's long hair. "What's her name?"<br>><br>>      "Laura," she said in a shaky voice.<br>><br>>      Laura was just under five feet . I ran my hand over her<br>> face, down her arm and across her back.<br>><br>>      "Is she..." the mom asked.<br>><br>>      "Oh, yes," I said, my own voice trembling with<br>> excitement. This girl had a powerful presence, but one she<br>> hadn't even discovered for herself. I felt it though. My<br>> cock felt it too, knocking against the tightened fabric of<br>> my pants. The mom saw the bulge, and knew that her daughter<br>> would soon belong to the village.<br>><br>>      I ran my hand down felt her sweet buttocks. She herself<br>> began to tremble at my touch.<br>><br>>      "Mommy..." she pleaded, a bit afraid.<br>><br>>      "It's alright, darling," the mom comforted her.<br>> "Remember what we talked about, the special honor that comes<br>> to some girls?"<br>><br>>      "Yes, I do, but..."<br>><br>>      The mom leaned down and kissed her girl on the cheek --<br>> a goodbye kiss.<br>><br>>      I slipped my hand under the girl's skirt and felt the<br>> smooth soft fabric of her panties, stretched as tight over<br>> her ass cheeks as my pants over my cock. My finger pushed<br>> down her butt cleavage and between her legs onto that lovely<br>> bulging but hidden mound.<br>><br>>      I could tell the mom would cooperate, whatever her own<br>> private feelings. I would remember to mention that in my<br>> report.<br>><br>>      I knelt down in front of the girl, so as not to<br>> frighten her unnecessarily -- and to get a good look at her.<br>> I ran my hands up the girls legs, from her calves to her<br>> knees, to her thighs -- and up to her panties.<br>><br>>      "Can you help me?" I asked the mom.<br>><br>>      Mom grasped the hem of the girl's skirt and lifted it<br>> up for me, revealing the girl's lovely thighs and panties.<br>> The girl visibly trembled -- which was fine with me. I never<br>> liked the Chosen females who embraced their fate too quickly<br>> or eagerly.<br>><br>>      I caressed the girl, drinking in her loveliness, her<br>> sweet flesh, her smell.<br>><br>>      "How old are you Laura?" I asked.<br>><br>>      "Eleven . . . my birthday was last week."<br>><br>>      I'd never had a girl quite this young before. Not that<br>> there weren't opportunities. Most males dabbled in young<br>> girls, and some restricted themselves pre-teens, this age or<br>> even younger, but there were few Unchosen ones that age that<br>> could be had without risking a decrease in the village's<br>> total sexual relations potential. No point doing a girl that<br>> young if it meant she'd never be available again. That's<br>> what was so special about the Chosen females. Every<br>> experience with them multiplied itself many times over in a<br>> self-expanding quantity of sexual relations.<br>><br>>      I pushed my hand between Laura's thighs, feeling her<br>> mound swelling through the fabric of her panties. I pulled<br>> it tight, revealing the loveliest little girl camel toe I'd<br>> ever seen in person. A streak of moistness appeared over her<br>> little slit, confirming beyond a doubt (not that I had any),<br>> that she was indeed a Chosen female.<br>><br>>      "Pull them down for me," I said to the mom, taking the<br>> hem from her and holding the girl's skirt high. I wanted the<br>> mom to be the one to expose her daughter to a man for the<br>> first time. The mom knelt down beside me (she herself was<br>> attractive enough to fuck, but that would have to wait). Her<br>> long thin fingers found the band of the girl's panties and<br>> slowly pulled them down.<br>><br>>      I nearly fainted. Her girl-mound slowly revealed<br>> itself. Not a hint of hair, and as round and smooth as a<br>> baby's pussy. The slit ever so slightly parted, revealing<br>> just a hint of fresh pink. I ran the tip of my finger down<br>> along the slit, then back up, then down again, pressing in<br>> just a little bit more each time. I gently probed for her<br>> hole, then pressed my finger tip in.<br>><br>>      Intact. Her mother had taken good care of her. Females<br>> needn't be virgins to be Chosen, but the experience was a<br>> much more powerful and meaningful one for both if she were.<br>><br>>      I tasted my finger. Delightful. Then I stood.<br>><br>>      "Release me," I commanded the mother.<br>><br>>      Still on her knees, she unzipped my fly and reached in<br>> to retrieve my cock. I felt her long moist fingers wrap<br>> around me. She pulled me out, revealing my cock to her<br>> daughter. The mom started to frig me, trying to get me off<br>> right away, but I seized her hand and pulled it away.<br>><br>>      "That's for her," I said.<br>><br>>      My cock, stiff and throbbing, projected out of my pants<br>> at the young girl. I took one of her hands in mine and<br>> placed it on my cock. Her soft feminine hand caressed me,<br>> knowing instinctively what to do. I stroked her hair again,<br>> then down feeling the curve of her neck and shoulder. Her<br>> eyes glistened. She licked her lips. I gently but firmly<br>> pushed her down onto her knees, until her face was level<br>> with my cock.<br>><br>>      Mom stood up, ready to leave.<br>><br>>      "No," I said to her, "stay. I want you to watch."<br>><br>>      I pulled the girl's head closer.<br>><br>>      "Kiss it darling," I said.<br>><br>>      Laura's fresh. unpainted lips touched the head of my<br>> cock. She looked up at me.<br>><br>>      "Yes, that is just right. You're a good girl," I said<br>> to her.<br>><br>>      She kissed my cock, little kisses on the tip and over<br>> the head.<br>><br>>      I looked over at the mom.<br>><br>>      "Taste it too, darling," the mom said to her daughter.<br>> "Like they taught you in school."<br>><br>>      The girl's tongue came out and she licked me. I looked<br>> up at the mom, and out of the corner of my eye saw Barney<br>> with his own cock out, stroking it as he watched us.<br>><br>>      The girl licked harder, faster, like a cat washing<br>> herself. Down my shaft then back up.<br>><br>>      "Easy, darling," I said to her.<br>><br>>      "Sorry," she said, ever so politely.<br>><br>>      "That's OK, you'll learn. Now, open your mouth wide for<br>> me."<br>><br>>      The girl obeyed. I put my hand on the back of her head<br>> and pulled her closer. My cock in hand, I guided Him into<br>> the sweet, fresh, small orifice until the head completely<br>> disappeared.<br>><br>>      "Now close your mouth."<br>><br>>      She did, and I felt her teeth scraping on the ridge<br>> behind my cock head. I could barely stand at this point, so<br>> excited was I.<br>><br>>      With my hand at the back of her head, preventing her<br>> from shying away, I thrust just a bit into her mouth, then<br>> pulled back, then thrust again. Each time a bit harder, a<br>> bit deeper. I wanted to feel Laura's throat, to gauge its<br>> fit around my cock, to test her reflexes.<br>><br>>      She gagged a bit, then coughed, but to her credit kept<br>> my cock inside. I thrust again, and felt the head of my cock<br>> lodge itself at the back of her mouth, the smallness of her<br>> young throat clutching at me, a premonition of that greater,<br>> deeper tightness I was about to violate. I signaled her to<br>> look up at me, and gently rocked back and forth in her<br>> throat as I gazed into her eyes, both hands holding her<br>> head.<br>><br>>      A weaker male would have cum right then, and spurted<br>> all his cum down her throat. But that was not me. I pushed<br>> her head back, and pulled her up onto her feet. I kissed<br>> her, tonguing and sucking her mouth, tasting my own cock<br>> inside her.<br>><br>>      A first penetration in the first of three orifices.<br>><br>>      "Undress her for me," I commanded the mom.<br>><br>>      She did so. Removing the girl's tie first, then<br>> unbuttoning her blouse. Her chest was flat and smooth, with<br>> only a gentle hint of swellings under her nipples.<br>><br>>      Mom unzipped the skirt, dropped it, and the girl<br>> stepped out of it, completely naked now except for her<br>> shoes. She started to unbuckle them, but I stopped her.<br>><br>>      "That's fine," I said, shooing her away.<br>><br>>      The girl stood open to my gaze, small, trembling,<br>> afraid, yet with her pussy split open at the seam, young<br>> flesh glistening from within.<br>><br>>      How was I going to do this? I asked myself, as I<br>> quickly stripped off my own clothes. I could take her<br>> outside, on the grass in the square, or on a park bench, but<br>> neither option appealed to me. Then I had an idea.<br>><br>>      I lifted her up under her arms and set her down on<br>> Barney's counter.<br>><br>>      I positioned her with her buttocks forward, at the edge<br>> of the counter. I caressed her feet and lower legs, then<br>> took hold of her calves, and gently spread her legs apart.<br>> She leaned back on her hands to stay upright as I stepped<br>> between her legs. My cock, hard, erect, throbbing, advanced<br>> in front of me. Her cunt was exactly at the right level.<br>><br>>      Perfect. I could reach every part of her body: head,<br>> neck, arms, chest and back, her ass and hips and legs and<br>> feet, and every orifice.<br>><br>>      By this point, Barney had the mom down on her knees<br>> sucking his cock. She couldn't really see what I was doing<br>> with her girl, so I told Barney to get her behind the<br>> counter and bend her over it. He could fuck her doggie<br>> style, in either (or both!) holes and she'd be right there<br>> to watch and help her daughter if needed.<br>><br>>      The girl was in a trance by this point, her whole being<br>> consumed by that all powerful mystery that animated the soul<br>> of all Chosen females, whether they willed it or not. She'd<br>> learned what to do in school and from her mom, but the<br>> education was almost superfluous. A Chosen female's<br>> instincts for release, the flight from the void, her impulse<br>> to abandonment and annihilation, took over.<br>><br>>      I engulfed her with my hands and arms and mouth,<br>> caressing, hugging, squeezing, kissing her everywhere. She<br>> felt so small and frail, so vulnerable, so open, so pliant<br>> to her fate.<br>><br>>      My cock poked at her belly, slid up and down on her<br>> stomach, leaving a trail of pre-cum. I took her face in my<br>> hands, kissed her, thrust my tongue into her mouth. My hands<br>> caressed her sides, feeling her ribs through the flesh, felt<br>> her chest expand with her heavy breathing, her desire<br>> welling up through her. I pinched her baby nipples, felt the<br>> early swelling of her breasts, imagining how I would enjoy<br>> them as they grew to full womanhood, then filled with milk<br>> for her babies, then sagged in old age.<br>><br>>      I reached down past my cock to her girl-pussy, felt<br>> it's ripeness, split the seam further with a rude finger,<br>> then brought it up to my mouth -- and hers -- soaking wet.<br>> The mom was almost directly behind her, maternal tits out<br>> and bouncing as Barney rammed his cock up inside her. I<br>> dipped my finger into my girl's peach slit once again, then<br>> brought it up and inserted it into the mom's mouth, giving<br>> her a taste (not her first?) of her little girl's luscious<br>> cunt.<br>><br>>      I looked the girl in the eyes, stroking her hair.<br>><br>>      "What's your name?" I asked her.<br>><br>>      "Laur--," she began, but I stopped her with a hand over<br>> her mouth. It was time to give her a Chosen female's name.<br>><br>>      "No, your name from now on and forever is Chelsea," I<br>> said. "You must forget about Laura, and everyone else  you<br>> know must forget about Laura. You belong to the village now<br>> and your village name is Chelsea." It was the law to give<br>> females, at the moment of being Chosen, new names. A custom<br>> had arisen, unsanctioned by law, but nearly as binding, to<br>> give them names common among strippers from before the<br>> Awakening.<br>><br>>      "My name is Chelsea," the girl repeated.<br>><br>>      "Say 'hi' to Chelsea," I said to the mom.<br>><br>>      "Hello . . . Chelsea," she responded, between thrusts<br>> from Barney's cock.<br>><br>>      We were ready.<br>><br>>      I wrapped my arm around Chelsea, low down on her back,<br>> to hold her securely, and took Him in hand. I rubbed the tip<br>> up and down in her slit. Thick cunt juices oozed out, lubing<br>> me. I pressed in, feeling along her slit for her cunt hole.<br>> I felt a small depression, a slight give of the flesh. I'd<br>> found it. I planted my feet firmly on the floor, leaned in a<br>> bit, and tightened my arm around her.<br>><br>>      As he saw that I was about to begin the catechism<br>> Barney, pulled his cock out of the mom's cunt and thrust it<br>> up her asshole.<br>><br>>      I peered closely into Chelsea's face.<br>><br>>      "Tell me what you are," I demanded.<br>><br>>      "I'm Chelsea, a Chosen female," she responded. She'd<br>> been taught well.<br>><br>>      "What else are you?"<br>><br>>      She hesitated, trying to remember her lessons as desire<br>> and lust and depravity swirled through her thoughts.<br>><br>>      "I don't know," she said. "Tell me what I am."<br>><br>>      "You are a cunt, Chelsea."<br>><br>>      "I am a cunt," she repeated.<br>><br>>      I pressed into her. I felt her hole give slightly under<br>> the pressure of my cock.<br>><br>>      "And what are you made for?"<br>><br>>      "I don't know, what am I made for?"<br>><br>>      "You are made for fucking."<br>><br>>      "Yes, I am made for fucking."<br>><br>>      I thrust again, a bit harder. I looked down to see His<br>> head inside almost to the ridge. Her bald pussy, seemingly<br>> split in half, squeezed me tightly in it's grip. A round peg<br>> rammed into a square hole.<br>><br>>      "You are a fuck hole. A Chosen fuck hole for your<br>> village."<br>><br>>      "I am a three hole fuck."<br>><br>>      I was ready. I tensed every muscle in my body.<br>><br>>      "What are you Chelsea?"<br>><br>>      "I am Chelsea, a cunt, a fuck hole, a three fuck hole<br>> whore, a dirty fuck pig made for my village's pleasure. I am<br>> Chelsea, a cunt, a fuck hole, a three fuck hole -- "<br>><br>>      I shoved Him hard inside her, ramming deep into her<br>> belly, at the same time yanking her toward with my arm,<br>> impaling her sweet young girl body on my raging cock. As my<br>> member rushed into her, I felt the hymen split, felt the<br>> narrow channel beyond give way, felt Him hurling forward<br>> slamming against her girl cervix.<br>><br>>      Chelsea screamed -- and so did her mom, cumming in both<br>> ecstasy and horror, Barney's cock in her ass and seeing mine<br>> up to the hilt into her little girl's belly.<br>><br>>      I clasped the girl to me, sperm pumping into her, like<br>> I'd never cum in my life. I felt the thick goo of my sperm<br>> mixing with the sticky hotness of her blood.<br>><br>>      I pulled Him out about half way, and thrust back in.<br>> And again, reaming out her delicious second fuck hole. Blood<br>> and cum streaked my cock. Her bones rattled as I pounded<br>> her. Then -- she came.<br>><br>>      A spasm around my cock, squeezing me nearly to passing<br>> out. Chelsea screamed again, this time in absolute pleasure,<br>> discovering the joys of her destiny. I thrust over and over<br>> again as she came, until I myself came a second time, adding<br>> another load of cum to the flood pouring out of the girl's<br>> torn cunt hole. She collapsed in my arms, sobbing.<br>><br>><br>><br>>      Later, after I'd made the mom suck Him clean and I<br>> myself had cleaned out the girl's gaping torn fuck hole with<br>> my tongue and mouth, then fucked all three of the mom's<br>> holes while the child watched, I carried her out into the<br>> street and down to Worship Hall. I deposited her there with<br>> the Priests and Nuns.<br>><br>>      I'd return in three days, as would all the other males<br>> who'd Chosen females, to take their third fuck holes during<br>> the great Initiation celebration.<br>><br>><br>><br>> _________________________________<br>> <br><br><br>
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	<description><![CDATA[Now this is reeeallyy disgusting!<br><br>
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	<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 22:35:46 PDT</pubDate>
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	<description><![CDATA[Is this goodbye<br><br>
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	<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 20:06:05 PDT</pubDate>
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	<description><![CDATA[Where have all the writers gone???????????<br><br>
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	<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:31:17 PDT</pubDate>
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	<description><![CDATA[Yea,  good luck getting into this one!!!!!!!!!<br><br>
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	<pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 15:21:50 PDT</pubDate>
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