Enjoy.

You were in trouble again. Seeing as this was your third week at school and you'd been suspended for three months of the year, you knew you'd be in it deep. Tag was most kids idea of fun, yours was "house; mommy and daddy at night". If the boy you wanted to be daddy said "No" you'd beat him up until you got too tired.

You heard your Mommy and Daddy knock at your door, and let them in. After a moment, Mommy pulled your panties dwon and spanked you for ten minutes. When she was finished, you cried. There was nothing else to do.You barely even saw Daddy's pants come off. Mommy moved you so he was facing the same way as you. You felt a shudder and a little wetness as his cock penetrated you. You groaned. He was much too large. Still he fucked you, deeper and deeper. Within a few minutes, he reached your li'l baby cervix and kept on going. you screamed. It hurt so bad.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEE EE!"

Daddy kept going at it, fucking you so hard you were sure it would pop out of your mouth at any second. You felt a wet explosion inside you as he came for what felt like days. He went to a box of tissue to wipe off.

Again you cried.

Your mommy helped you clean yourself, by way of her tongue. you helped clean her off. Soon, Daddy came back, offering a treat. You agreed, wanting something for the pain you'd endured. His pants came off again. You understood. Taking the hard tool in your tiny hands, you moved it up to your mouth. It actually tasted good, you thought. He spun you around then, and craned his neck to lick you.

You groaned and screamed again, this time because it felt so GOOD.

"Ah, ah, ah, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" you moaned in unison, your hips spasming and his load blowing all over your little six year old body.

"Thank you Daddy, that felt good," you said.

He looked at you and smiled over the wonderful blowjob his baby's given him. "You're a natural. We should do that more often," he sighed.

oh god, oh god, its warm guys, oh god its warm, guys, its warm, oh god...

Henteichicken's life story?

LMAO!!!111112344577867675ONEONEONEFOURFOUR!!

FUCK ME THAT WAS FUNNY

where the hell did u pull that from? the inner reaches of the hell that is your mind?

great stuff. more more u sick bastard

quote:Originally posted by jca-:

Henteichicken's life story?

hahaha 'pwned'

quote:Originally posted by Mr.Keef:

LMAO!!!111112344577867675ONEONEONEFOURFOUR!!

FUCK ME THAT WAS FUNNY

where the hell did u pull that from? the inner reaches of the hell that is your mind?

great stuff. more more u sick bastard

Yeah, I came up with this by myself.

Fuck you, you shouldn't look if you're just gonna gross out.

EDIT: didn't see the last line. I'll try.

[This message has been edited by T'lab of Onett (edited 05-25-2004).]

Is it wrong that i got turned on?

Nope.

quote:Originally posted by KillaCas:



Is it wrong that i got turned on?

not unless you have a daughter.

no really it was a compliment

im gonna have a go!

its called er... Mommy and daddys surprise!

timmy was coming home from school when he met a boy and girl from a higher year. they were walking in front of him and abrptly stopped and turned round.

"hi timmy" said the girl

damnit gotta get the bus !!! ill finish this tomorrow

quote:Originally posted by jca-:

Henteichicken's life story?

i thought homosexualism was more your taste?

as to being my story no. i wasn't abused sexually and a mere 10 minute hand spank would have been a breeze. my parents believe in 'spare the rod and spoil the child' literally

quote:Originally posted by henteichicken:

i thought homosexualism was more your taste?

as to being my story no. i wasn't abused sexually and a mere 10 minute hand spank would have been a breeze. my parents believe in 'spare the rod and spoil the child' literally

On occasion, I may study some homosexualism.

Well if that ain't your upbringing, I'm sure the sex part of the story reminds you of your boyfriend and his tendancies with kids, eh.

^^^what should such a disgusting piece of badly scripted incest porn remind me of? and i find it worrying that my having underage sex is such an 'idee fix' with you. maybe its a pakistani thing?

quote:Originally posted by KillaCas:



Is it wrong that i got turned on?



LMFAO

quote:Originally posted by henteichicken:

maybe its a pakistani thing?

thats harsh man

Goo!

quote:Originally posted by KillaCas:



Is it wrong that i got turned on?

Hey, you're not the only one.

quote:Originally posted by henteichicken:

^^^what should such a disgusting piece of badly scripted incest porn remind me of? and i find it worrying that my having underage sex is such an 'idee fix' with you. maybe its a pakistani thing?

I just find it funny how you explain his fixation with you whe you were 11 and he was 28, by saying "you did look old for your age", and that you deny he's a paedo. An 11 year old can only look a year or 2 above her age. A 28 year old hitting on 13 year olds... yeh, that's pretty much condemning him a paedophile. And you may consider it a "Pakistani thing", but I - not being quite as ignorant as you - would suggest an entire race or nationality could not be 'tarred by the same brush', i.e. they are all individuals. Troll.

"The animals will hear!" bellowed the ear licking penguin as the awesomely endowed midget sucked her oozing charlies and plugged his purple middle leg into her festering cunt.

(http://bash.org/?246405)

that was sooooooooo wrong.

Mommy and daddys surprise!

timmy was coming home from school when he met a boy and girl from a higher year. they were walking in front of him and abrptly stopped and turned round.

"hi timmy" said the girl.

"er hi" he replied shyly, he was a quiet boy and lived at home with his mother and father.

"do you wanna come round my house with rob and me and play some games and have dinner?"

she asked.

"erm i dont know if my mummy will let me" he replied.

"we already asked her" lied rob, the older boy.

"oh...ok then".

they all went round to jennys house and timmy and rob went up to her bedroom.

"what shall we do"? asked timmy.

"well first jenny has to get changed and then we can play some games". replied rob.

"great".

jenny opened the door and timmy gasped

"wow!" he exclaimed.

she was weraing a black leather bikini and her smal perky breasts stuck out.

timmy felt embarresed as a lump in his pants started showing.

"er... i have to go to the toilet" he said.

" not just yet said jenny as she took his hand and put it into her thong.

timmy gasped and looked at rob who nodded and said:

"dont worry timmy just relax"

jenny pulled timmy over to the bed and lay down unbuttoning his pants.

"what are you doing?" he said

"shh, just relax and take off your clothes"

rob was undressing and timmy saw that he had a big schlong.

"dont worry timmy we are gonna have us some fun". he said

jenny had pulled the last of timmys clothes of and he got onto the bed.

"now timmy, put your schlong inside me."

"where?" he replied.

"right here" she said as she spread her legs and puled timmy towards her.

timmy gasped as his schlong went into the hot wet tunnel.

"oh whats happening?"

"dont worry" said rob, who was kneeling on the bed behind timmy.

jenny started to rock timmys body up and down, timmy felt a wonderful sensation in his schlong and moaned softly.

it feels good, doesnt it?" said jenny.

"oh yes" replied timmy with his eyelids shut in pleasure.

jenny nodded at rob who gently grasped timmy from behind and started stroking his lower body.

"what are you doing now?" asked timmy as he was enjoying himself.

"shh dont worry this might feel a bit strange, im just going to do what your doing to jenny, to you" he said.

timmy winced and moaned as rob slid his saliva lubed tube into his bottom.

"oh it hurts" said timmy "stop it"

jenny was lying there moaning softly and rob was on timmys back sliding his meatfeast up and down timmys passegeway, they were both ignoring him and carrying on with their tasks.

timmy wanted to go

"please stop" he said.

jenny gripped him tighter and he felt a sensation in his schlong.

"oh...oh" he exclaimed as he was about to come.

"ohh ohh oh " timmy came inside jenny and she giggled with pleasure as she too came and their juices slid out of her pussy and on to the bed. she pulled herself out from underneath timmy and rob and scooped up a handful of the cummy mess and started massaging it in between timmys bum and robs cock. by this time timmy ass was starting to hurt.

"rob, get off me it hurts"

rob just kept on plugging away grunting until eventually after what timmy thought was ages he blew his load all up timmys ass.

"oh god yes" he yelled.

rob and jenny faced each other and started kissing with full tongue action.

lets all get a drink and come back up in a minute.

they all went down stairs whilst jenny made the drinks, they sat at the table in silence.

"well timmy" said jeny after a while, " how did you enjoy mummy and daddys surprise?"

"it was wonderful" he said.

"please can i have more drink?" asked timmy.

"theres no more left, but i tell you want you can drink from me and jenny" said rob.

he pulled out his dick.

" open your mouth timmy"

timmy obeyed and rob put his wang inside.

"now just suck slowly and ill move my pole in and out.

timmy enjoyed this and whn rob came he gulped down the salty liquid with gusto.

"mm that was great he said, licking his lips.

"now for my turn timmy" said jenny.

she sat in the chair and spread her legs motioning timmy to place his mouth on her pussy lips.

"just lick timmy and the juice will flow out"

"ok" timmy obeyed and licked and licked until she started to moan.

"lick me harder" she screamed.

rob licked his finger and slid it slowly up jennys ass, wringling it around to find her soft spots.

she suddenley exploded and timmy was rewarded with a musky mouthful of cum.

"now timmy its your turn" she said.

and put his wang in her mouth.

timmy spurted his roth into her mouth and moaned with pleasure after she had worked on him for a while.

"now timmy how would you like to live with us?"

"yes oh yes " he said as he thought of the fun they could have together.

^ yay i finished it.

shoot me now please!

true loving is butt loving!

Jesus Christ... you people are DISGUSTING.

jesus christ shut the fuck up... you know you like it

AHAHAHAHAHAno. Nice try. I didn't know what the hell "lolitas" is, so I started reading and stopped at "you barely even saw Daddy's pants come off" for fear of passing out. I am what some people call NORMAL, and thus do not enjoy paedophilic pornography.

...If only there was a website for this *sighs* www.asstr.com (http://www.asstr.com)

dont people get arrested for that shit? fuck you, thats gross

If you're just gonna Bitch about it, please suck a cock and die.

Fuckers.

quote:Originally posted by T'lab of Onett:

If you're just gonna Bitch about it, please suck a cock and die.

Fuckers.

Man i love this shit, it's pritty fucking funny how some people are crying about how its disgusting, this is nothing, just words.

hey T'lab of Onett wot u think of my story?

aye...

Even taking out the parts about the incest the story might of been good if it was actually a story.

I could barely sift through the crap to even come out with something erotic.

Take some writing classes and maybe attend your 9th grade English classes ever now and then to learn how to write a developed story.

Mr. Keef, actually, it would be OK if you used slightly better grammar.

The other fool: I'll consider, but seeing as it was not meant to be very developed...

quote:Originally posted by CarbonB:

Even taking out the parts about the incest the story might of been good if it was actually a story.

I could barely sift through the crap to even come out with something erotic.

Take some writing classes and maybe attend your 9th grade English classes ever now and then to learn how to write a developed story.



Come on, bring some of your shit to the table. 'Your' 9th grade English classes clearly didn't help you.

quote:Originally posted by Mr.Keef:

"what are you doing now?" asked timmy as he was enjoying himself.

"shh dont worry this might feel a bit strange, im just going to do what your doing to jenny, to you" he said.



Everything but that part, was OK.

I would just love nothing more than to meet tlabb or whoever else had a compliment on the street! I have something real real big and hard to put into every fucking bodily orifice you have and believe me when I say its it wouldnt be pleasurable! Think sword swallowing from the wrong end!

You are a Paedophile no two ways about it and therefore you are the lowest form of life and deserve bad things to happen to you and I just know they will!

Anyone try tell me "Oh come on you know you like it" I can give you a whole lot of reasons why that stuff is not only sick and all but I can also honestly say that if I met someone in person who spoke about that kind of shit I would kill them. I have my reasons so please dont try to goad me just grow up and realise that you are giving everyone on totse a bad imae by posting that shit!

Fuck man, you really are a sadfaced, small-minded, chior boy, shithead. who the fuck cares wat u think(ITS ONLY WORDS YOU FUCK!!! IMA COME TO YOUR HOUSE AND FUCK YOUR DAUGHTER ON CAMERA AND SENT IT TO U!)

....yep thats me done, im off to bed now to have sex with my beautiful girlfriend but ill actually be fantasising about your little kid. :P

hahahah

Benny

quote:Harry broke off her hysterical babbling with a sudden kiss on the lips. He couldn’t express how happy he was that she finally believed him, but hearing that she opened up a can of whup-ass on Rossilini was absolutely brilliant. He cradled her face between his palms, and kissed her thoroughly. Hermione returned the kiss with a sort of desperate fervor; she had missed him so badly that she felt she would explode from the lack of affection from him. Soon the kiss turned into something more meaningful than just a kiss, it re-solidified the physical and emotional bond between them once again, and it felt as if the missing piece in their lives were now slotted back into the puzzle, and was whole once again. Her temperature sky-rocketed, she could not believe she went nearly two months without kissing him. How he felt against her, how he tasted, the way he smelt, all of it, how could she have possibly imagine living without him? She held his head firmly against her lips, her hand running through his recently trimmed hair. It was growing at an alarming rate, and it was already beginning to fall down over his forehead.

Harry felt her groan deep in her throat, and his arousal pressed painfully against her. She felt it, and smiled against his lips. Hermione gently pushed him down on the bed, and climbed on top of him, lying flush against him. Harry was in heaven, and all the pain of the past weeks disappeared. His hands were running up and down the back of her uniform, and he ached to get inside to touch her skin. Hermione felt his urgency, and tried to loosen her tie around her collar. When Harry saw what she was doing he began unbuttoning her white blouse, while Hermione fought with the knot in the tie. After Harry had opened her shirt fully and was devotedly caressing her breast, she totally forgot about the too-tight knot and closed her eyes in sensual bliss- they loved each other, and this felt so right. She arced her back to give him easier access to her sensitive nipples, and moaned when he gently pulled them out of her bra and sucked on each one in turn, lavishing them with his tongue.

“..Oh..” she moaned softly as Harry sucked hard on her. He ran his palms up her sides and reached around her back to undo the bra. He had never done it before, and after a few seconds of not succeeding in getting it free, he simply held both ends in his hands burst it apart. Hermione grinned wickedly as Harry discarded it on the floor, then grabbed his hands, not wanting him to stop touching her. He ran his hands up her torso and grabbed her tits, rubbing them in a circular motion. She kept her hands on his, encouraging him to continue. His breathing became a bit shallow, and he ran his hands across her shoulders and down her arms, taking off her white blouse. Hermione straddled him, reveling in being fully topless in front of him. They both fumbled in taking off Harry’s robes, but after a few seconds of muffled laughter from Harry and giggles from Hermione they succeeded in peeling the close fitting tunic off and Hermione looked at Harry’s bare chest. Seeing all the scars peppered about him her heart swelled in pity, he was too young to be like this. Dipping her head, she slowly began kissing each and every one of them, and Harry could feel his erection straining against her. Hermione paused in her journey downwards to give him a saucy look behind long eyelashes, and wiggled herself more unto him.

“Ahh shit, Hermione, you’re driving me crazy,” he groaned, and she giggled, continuing her tantalizing journey downwards.

“ Is that right? Well we just see how crazy you can go then,” she replied, rubbing the crutch of his jeans. She unbuttoned his pants, and slowly pulled them and his underwear down. His arousal sprung out as the underwear came off .Hermione caressed the full length of him, and circled her fingers around his shaft. Moving her hand up and down, she bent low and sucked gently on him.

“Hermione-“ he breathed hoarsely, and she looked him deep in his eyes. Rising up on her knees over him she undid the buttons on her skirt and threw it off the bed; adding to the increasing pile of clothes that was scattered about. She was wearing little white underwear, and Harry had the sole pleasure of sliding it down her softly curved hips and slender thighs. She momentarily got off the bed and kicked them off around her ankles, and it landed on the bed head on the right of Harry’s face. Harry glanced at it, and it really dawned on him what was happening. He had been waiting for this moment, and somehow he knew that it would be with no other than the woman in front of him. Hermione smiled a bit hesitantly and kneeled on the bed next to him. They gazed at each other, and there was no shame or unease between them, they were connected more than in the physical sense, there was mystical connection between their minds, their hearts belonged to each other, and Hermione could sense his life force ebb strongly. The connection with him was so strong that she could feel the Halo of life pulsing power in the next room, and knew that no matter what happened, part of his life belonged to her, and part of her life belonged to him. Harry raised a hand and caressed her cheek, and she closed her eyes as she pressed his palm against her face. She kissed the life line of his palm, then bent low over him, kissing him thoroughly.

Draping her right leg over him, she knelt above his erection, poised for him too come inside of her. They never broke eye contact, and she guided him inside with her hand, slowly lowering herself. She cried at the sharp intense pain at first, but after a little while it eased, and her inner muscles began adjusting to accommodate him. As she settled fully on him she could feel his fullness stretching her in glorious way. They clasped hands, their fingers intertwining in a firm grip.

“You okay?” he murmured softly, and she smiled sweetly, kissing him again. Hermione leaned forward, and their hands pressed against the mattress on either side of Harry’s head. When she began to rock gently on him, Harry was in total bliss. The only scrap of clothing either of them had on was Hermione’s Gryffindor tie, and it swayed between them as they moved in the most natural and primitive rhythm known to man. Harry was fascinated with her body, the way her breasts bounced, the sexy way Hermione’s abdominal muscles tightened with each movement of her hips, the trickle of sweat that pearled in the valley of her cleavage. Her lips were parted, and the little sounds she made in the back of her throat could drive a Eunuch to uncontrollable desire. Harry leaned up and buried his face against her breasts, absorbed in her unique essence, the faint scent of her perfume, the saltiness of her sweat, the sweet taste of her skin. He licked the areola in a circular motion, flicking his tongue over the pointed peak of her right breast. Her arms flexed and Harry felt her strength through her grip as she thrust more forcefully up and down on top of him.

“..oh God..!” Harry moaned, and began matching her thrust for thrust, her fingers digging painfully in the back of his hands. He watched the distinct contrast between her slender pale fingers, and the badly scarred knuckles and tan of his own hand. He closed his eyes as they rocked against each other, his heart beating strongly against his chest. Hermione’s face was pointed to the ceiling, her mouth open and panting, her eyes shut closed as she rode him, holding on for dear life.

“..Aahhh-aahh ..“ she gasped, the muscles in her forearms tensing as she gripped his hands.

“Hermione- look at me,” Harry ordered her, his skin covered in a light sheen of sweat. She opened her eyes, and looked into this startling green ones.

She bit down sexily on her lower lip and moaned, “Mmhmm?” she asked.

“Leglimens!” he whispered, and their pleasure was doubled as they shared their pleasure with each other. Their eyes locked, and Hermione began to move even faster, using her thighs to increase the pressure against the shaft deep inside of her. Harry kept pace, and when she began to bounce rapidly against him he knew he was going to burst. Shoving him back down on the bed, she locked her arms at the elbow, keeping his hands to the side, her pelvis moving in a surging rhythm against him. Harry felt the bed rocking underneath him, then knock loudly against the wall behind them, creating sounds that you could not mistake for anything else but lovemaking.

Her hair fell about her face, and Harry could feel her hot breath against his lips as she leaned low over him, panting as their pleasure rode up on the crest of a huge wave…..

“HARRY!" she screamed passionately , and Harry also exploded, feeling the muscles in his lower abdomen muscles tighten in sporadic bursts of his orgasm.

“OH fuu--..!!..” he moaned as Hermione slammed against him. After the frantic culmination of their lovemaking, she finally collapsed on top of him, kissing the sensitive pulse of his neck. Her legs were spread on top of him, and Harry ran his hand lovingly over her soft derriere. She purred like a well-fed kitten against his chest, closing her eyes and idly trailing her fingers on the faint stubble she felt on his chin. After a few minutes of contented silence, she felt him stir again inside of her. Her eyes flashed open, and the ear pressed against his strong heartbeat picked up on the change of his heart rate. Smiling, she walked her index and middle finger up his chest, and ‘kicked’ him in the chin.

Harry laughed softly. “What?”

“Harry?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Harry thought fast, what should he say? Just as he opened his mouth Hermione tensed around him, hardening him to full readiness. She rocked slowly against him, and then paused.

“Well?” she waited for his response, a naughty glimmer in her eye.

“Don’t have to tell me twice…” he grinned at her, and she grinned back, her chin resting on his collarbone. He kissed her on the tip of her nose, and she giggled.

“Thank you,” she whispered, and began to move once again. She closed her eyes, and her lips parted, her tongue passing over the edge of her teeth. They weren’t holding back, and Harry scrunched his eyes at the intense pleasure. Their mental contact intensified the sensations and Harry groaned loudly, not giving a fuck who heard them.

“Harry?” Hermione whispered, her soft breath against his ear.

“Yeah?” he answered.

“I love you.”

“’Mione?” he breathed , his voice shaky as she rode him .

“Yeah?”

“I love you too.”

“I know.”

********************



taken form a harry potter fan fic.

Poor Timmy got owned

First story woulda been pretty hot if the chick was a little older. 14 maybe? :P

Needs more dead people.

You can not call someone who is well under 18 a pedophile. Thusly i am not one. and to all the stupid fuckers who wish to offer criticism along the lines of "Fuckiong nasty. I should kill/rape you for that," you can eat my dick.

wow isnt that pedo 1337?

All those who actually liked that suck so much. You are all brown pipe engineers.

quote:Originally posted by Mackofett:

I would just love nothing more than to meet tlabb or whoever else had a compliment on the street! I have something real real big and hard to put into every fucking bodily orifice you have and believe me when I say its it wouldnt be pleasurable! Think sword swallowing from the wrong end!

You are a Paedophile no two ways about it and therefore you are the lowest form of life and deserve bad things to happen to you and I just know they will!

Anyone try tell me "Oh come on you know you like it" I can give you a whole lot of reasons why that stuff is not only sick and all but I can also honestly say that if I met someone in person who spoke about that kind of shit I would kill them. I have my reasons so please dont try to goad me just grow up and realise that you are giving everyone on totse a bad imae by posting that shit!

I hope you try it sometime and get your ass kicked.

Somebody manifesting their infatuation with young children via the literary format is healthier then them inevitably succumbing to the urge and raping a child.

quote:Originally posted by Superunknown:

AHAHAHAHAHAno. Nice try. I didn't know what the hell "lolitas" is, so I started reading and stopped at "you barely even saw Daddy's pants come off" for fear of passing out. I am what some people call NORMAL, and thus do not enjoy paedophilic pornography.



Too Right

quote:Jan breathed deeply, forcing herself to stop hyperventilating. She had been waiting for this day for weeks. Waiting for the day that she would see- feel, taste, breathe in- her lover again.

She checked the perimeter of the room again. Everything had to be perfect. Her housemates were all gone for the weekend. All her pets had been put in cold sleep. She smirked at that. I’ll be too busy to feed them, after all, she thought.

In the center of the room was her pride and joy- a brand new Cryoltec Simsubstance transporter. It was one of the few non-jerryrigged pieces of hardware she owned. Jan shuddered. If Kyle knew what she had done to acquire it he’d be horrified...or, possibly, incredibly turned on. The thought made her sigh in anticipation.

The Simsub was a work of beauty- a smooth blue pad, six feet square. In the center was a nondescript grey cube, coldly ceramic to the touch. Not many people owned one. The “latest thing in tellecommunication” had quickly been dismissed as a sex toy and abandoned by the media. Suckers. Nervously, Jan glanced at the holoclock. Violent red numerals spelled out 19:27 three feet from the ceiling. Where could Kyle be?

She turned on her autostrobe. She had programmed it to pulse light at different frequencies depending on the temperature and pheremone level in her room’s air. Drugs were for kids: the best way to alter your consciousness was to activate specific areas of the brain through light pulses. The pulse was slow, the light blue. Jan felt calmer within seconds.

Jan noticed a flutter in her peripheral vision. The cube was moving. She felt a jolt of deep excitement as the grey matter took on a life of its own and morphed into the shape on a six foot two male, lifelike and very, very naked. Kyle was now standing on his Crylotec Simsub, over four thousand miles away. They were very fortunate to have such a recent model- no special suits were required. Jan stepped onto the pad, shaking with desire, and ran a single finger down Kyle’s chest. The substance the doppleganger was dry, almost dusty, and would resume the cube shape as soon as he dialed out. Jan smiled as she reminded herself that until she dialed into his unit, she was invisible to him. the idea of being able to touch his doppleganger without him knowing it was very arousing, but these games could wait. She bent down and dialed Kyle’s connection, stripping off her silk pajamas. Jan knew the connection had been made when she saw a smile on Kyle’s grey, sadly monochrome face (no skin mods yet- she hated that). There was now, in Kyle’s apartment, a perfect replica of herself. She would play with his puppet as he played with hers- it was almost as good as being there. In fact, it was better. Jan and Kyle had never met in the “real world,” but it didn’t matter. The real world was full of disease. Simsubsex, as it was called (or whispered about) was about the pleasure of the act and nothing more.

After a few awkward seconds of silence, Kyle spoke. His voice was full and resonant (thanks in part to the subwoofer Jan had installed). “So, are you gonna show me what was worth waiting two weeks for?” Jan grinned. “Watch this. This is the best modelhack I’ve done yet.” Her fingers flew over the keypad mounted on the side. She left a few second to make sure the program had taken effect, then licked her lips slowly. Kyle’s eyes widened along with his smile. Jan was relieved- she wasn’t sure if she had done all the lines of code right, but it was obvious that she had succesfully altered the appearence of her doppleganger.

“Two tongues. Lovely. How absolutely....delightful.” He drew her to him and kissed her deeply. He moaned as her tongue squirmed in his (or his puppet’s, as if there was any practical difference) mouth- Jan knew that every move her tongue made was copied by its mirror image. Double the pleasure, double the fun. She pulled away, flashing a crooked smile. “16 hours of coding time. Can you beat that?”

“Well, I don’t know. It took me twenty hours to master this mod, but I think you’re going to like it. He bent down. His arm disappeared as, on his end, he reached off the square onto his keypad. The Simsub could only simulate matter within the six foot square, sadly (Jan reminded herself to look into what kind of power it would take to build a larger one). Kyle stood back up again. For a few second, nothing happened. Then his cock started....warping. No warping was the wrong word, Jan decided. Inflating? Yeah, that was it. Soon, it had reached near-Holmesian proportions. But it didn’t look like any cock Jan had seen. Kyle had completely changed the texture. It was...ringed, ridged, striated with raised scarlike swirls.

Jan’s jaw dropped. The autostrobe sensed a change in the atmosphere and quickened the pulse. The warmth between Jan’s legs increased to a fever pitch. The things that....thing...could do....she finally managed to get out, “....for me?” Kyle grinned and shrugged. “’Ribbed for her pleasure’? You like it?” “Oh, Kyle, it’s...it’s...” She dropped to her knees as if hypnotized.

She let her tongue glide slowly up the shaft. The substance was already warming up since activation- his cock was pleasently warm. Her mind was blank of thoughts- deep purples and pinks floated through her psyche as she explored every curve and contour of this lovely new organ. She was in full-on “cock trance,” as Kyle jokingly put it: that worshipful hypnotic state that left her writhing and mewling with anxious desire at the mere thought of wrapping her lips around it, to be graced with the presence of a member so perfectly designed to bring pleasure. Soft murmurs of contentment dribbled out of the corners of her deeply occupied mouth. Lesser women would have gagged on this new mod, but Jan was on cloud nine trying. Even though she couldn’t cram all of it down past her tonsils, she expertly let her lithe, skilled tongue writhe around the head, knowing that every move made was felt twice over on his side.

And she truly knew it- Kyle was desperately trying to hold back an orgasm and coming closer and closer to faliure. He was so quiet. No dirty talk, no grunting, just rapid, shallow breaths, coming faster and faster and faster and all of a sudden his hands were on the back of her head, pulling her mouth down onto his cock, causing Jan’s twin tongues to convulse in delighted shock. A few quick thrusts (which quite nearly dislocated Jan’s jaw, she pointed out later) and he let go and fell to the floor of the pad, knees weak from exertion.

“Oh, please don’t tell me that’s all I get...” Jan whimpered between kisses. She looked plaintively into his eyes as she ran her tongue along his nipples. “Hang on, babe, just give me some time,” Kyle cooed. A crooked smile flashed over his grey face. “Let’s see, what can I do to pass the time until I get hard again...oh, what could this be?” his hand slipped between Jan’s legs, leaving a chalky flim on her inner thigh. “Oh Christ, I wish you could feel how wet I am right now,” Jan panted. “When the fuck are the gonna come out with a texture upgrade for this piece of crap?”

Kyle leaned over her and slowly licked her left earlobe. His tongue felt like a velvety finger. “Baby, relax. I know exactly how wet you are. Even if I can’t feel it, I can feel it, you know what I mean? I mean, (soft kiss on neck) even though I’m just kissing a mass of tenuously combined molecules (nibble on collarbone), I know how your body must feel, thousands of miles away (nuzzle on left nipple). That’s how (run tongue in circle around naval) connected we are (soft, gentle kiss below naval while hands run up and down inner thighs). Even though we’ve never met, I just intuitively know exactly how good (kiss left thigh)...you (kiss right thigh)...taste....”

There was no more talking for what seemed like an eternity. Kyle’s ashen doppleganger was face-deep in Jan’s cunt, expertly working his tongue at just the right angles in just the right rhythms. Jan was unsure if her state of bliss was heightened by the strobe, whose frequency automatically altered to adjust to the new levels of pheremones in the microenvironment. Jan was unsure of a lot of things, but she had abandoned all higher brain functions a long time ago. She was riding the amazing feeling her body was producing, a conspiracy of ecstacy perpetrated by brain and clit. There was no perception of time and space. The center of the universe was her pulsing, throbbing cunt, the source of all energy in her universe.

And every universe has its Big Bang.

Jan often wondered if the male orgasm could ever compare to how she felt when her body exploded. The beginning was always the same- a small, perceptable change, a Point of No Return. Her legs were overcome with tremors. She dug her fingernails in the back of Kyle’s scull and screamed, “Don’t stop! No matter what you do, oh god, unnnhhh, DON’T STOP DON’T STOP DON’T STOOO-”

There were a few seconds where all she could see was white. The world was silent as newfallen snow. She couldn’t feel her body- she couldn’t remember what a body was.

Then, just as fast, it came rushing back to her. She felt air in her lungs and had a vague notion that breathing would be important. Kyle was sitting up, watching her. She instinctively reached down and felt inside herself. It was slippery dripping sticky onto the floor pad.

Through the haze of pleasure she saw that Kyle was slowly and methodically stroking his mod. It was impossibly erect. Impossibly ornate in its ribbing. Just inches away...

Jan lunged for it, a stream of babble escaping her mouth. “Oh god, I need it, please, deep inside, I need it so bad. Please give it to me. I want every inch inside of me.” Her voice reached a desperate, almost whiny pitch. “Pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaase, it’s so beautiful, oh god, please, please....”

Kyle cut her off by covering her mouth with his. He traced to contours of her tongue (taking time to play with the phantom tongue that existed only on his end) with his tongue, stroking her torso and pushing her down onto her back. He sat up and spread her legs with smooth, firm movements. Suddenly, the chalky dryness of the doppleganger didn’t matter. Jan was dripping wet with sweat and pleasure, wet enough for both of them.

Cock in hand, Kyle rubbed the head against Jan’s clit. Jan arched her back and moaned. At this point she was half on, half off the floor pad. Her hands clawed at the carpet with anticipation. When he entered her, she screamed. Not in pain, although he filled her to the very brim. It was a low, animal scream. It wasn’t that she didn’t care if other people heard her- she had ceased to acknowledge that other people existed. The whole of reality consisted of the friction inside her, the soft grunts from her long distance lover, the tautness of every muscle on their bodies (or was it one body, one machine, grinding against itself?). Her body knew this ancient dance by instinct. Her hips had a life of thieir own, changing the rythm sporadically. Slow, low sweeping circles changed to rapid jerks and back again. The cock seemed to twitch and morph inside her, altering its shape to offer pressure hard and fast against her G-spot. If her mind had been capable of taking itself outside the moment and forming words, she would have been praying to whatever god cared to listen that the moment would never, ever end.

She came for the second time when she flipped Kyle over. She was on top, riding him with all her might. She brought herself up so that her cunt embraced the very tip of his beautiful cock and rammed her body down again. He cried out with every thrust, his taught torso writhing with delight. She opened her eyes and looked down- and nearly died of shock. Since Kyle was only half on the pad, his body appeared to be missing from the ribcage up. She ran her hands against his body. Where his dopleganger was cut off was smooth as porcelein. It may have been the jarring surreality of fucking half a body that pushed her over the edge, but another orgasm claimed her, just as Kyle’s absent mouth screamed out his own explosion simultaneously. She collapsed on top of him, pulling him back on the platform completely, kissing this warm, dry, yeilding lips made of active polymers.

When the moment had passed, Kyle spoke again. “I’ve been thinking of another mod I’d like to try- instead of a huge cock, how about two normal ones and a smaller one? It’d take a hell of a lot of work.”

Jan snuggled against him. “I’d be happy to help you out, Kyle. You know what they say- the couple that codes together, grows together!”



Put together by Schraff.

Well, it could have been a lot better...

okay I'm not going to bash you or anything but I must say you have a serious problem please see a pyschaiatrist or seek some sort of professional help before you hurt yourself or others and plz don't post anymore of this fucked up shit and you are a pedaphile unless you are 10 because the law states in order to be a pedaphile someone has to be at least 16 and at least 5 years older than the person he is victimizing and/or fantacising about. so seek help my friend and I sure hope i never find you in public because It won't be pretty

don't post this sick shit on here anymore you are making people on totse look like sick pedaphiles

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Eh, would have been better if the little girl was assraped.