Here is a pic of my mother. We have been having sex for about a year and a half now. What do you guys thing?
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Moral Cripple
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knolee_knowles@gmail.com
Happy 4th of July!!!
Hi, if you’re offended by incest, underage sex and/or rape, read no further. On the other hand, if these subjects are your thing, well then you’re in luck. I’m going to bet that by the time you finish reading this you’ll have something very hard in your pants for me. I want to share a story about a time long ago when my horny and much older brother took full advantage of his time alone with me when I was very tiny and impressionable.
I was practically still a baby when Mark moved back into our house. Mark is my older brother from another father and at that time he was going through a separation from his wife and as a result had temporarily moved out of their apartment and into our house. I didn’t know Mark very well because he had moved out years before, way before I was even born. But I was thrilled that he was now going to be living with us. I even thought this might be a good opportunity to bond with my older brother. Besides, at the time, I think I was really in need of a father figure especially since my real dad had recently divorced my mom and moved away.
Late one night, me, Mark, my other brother, Mike who isn’t much older than me were all watching some TV in the living room while my mom was preparing to leave the house on a date. I can remember that as she walked out the door my mom shouted something to Mark about her staying out late and to not let Mike and me stay up past our bedtimes. Mark shouted back his okays and with that she was off.
I sat at one end of the couch while Mark sat at the other end. I recall that as we watched TV I was sucking enthusiastically on a lollipop. And as I continued licking, slurping and sucking on my lollipop, I noticed that Mark had stopped paying attention to the TV and was now staring intently at me. Even though the room was dark and that I wasn’t looking directly at Mark, I could still see his reflection off the coffee table glass that was in front of us. He had a bed sheet draped over his lap and I could see some aggressive movement taking place from under the blanket not to mention the steady vibration flowing through the couch. Though I didn’t realize it at the time, Mark was actually beating off to me sucking on that lollipop.
The night progressed and I continued to ignore Mark’s strange behavior. Mike on the other hand, lay on the floor—his eyes glued to the TV and he wasn’t paying any attention to Mark and me.
About an hour after my mom had left but much sooner than our usual bedtime, Mark announced to Mike out of the blue that it was his bed time and that he’d better go turn in. Mike protested and complained about it being too early for bed but Mark wasn’t hearing it. As Mike headed to the bathroom to brush his teeth, Mark shouted “never mind that, just head straight to your room, shut your door, and don’t come out the rest of the night.”
I felt awkward because Mark had not said anything to me about me going to bed so I started to crawl off of the couch to make my way to my room but as I did that Mark called on me silently. “Knolee, sweetheart, come here.”
“uh, huh?” I said curiously as I approached him. “I didn’t mean for you to go to bed, sweetie only your immature brother. You see, I think deep inside you’re much more mature for your age and “grown up” far more than your brother, Mike and I think you should be allowed to stay up much longer than he.”
“Really?” A smile formed on my face in delight that Mark actually thought I was mature for my age and that he’d even used the words “grown up.”
Oh, how naive I was. How could he really think I was mature, until just recently I had still been in diapers and sucking on a pacifier. Unbeknown to me, Mark was super horny and was now cooking up a plan to rape his little baby sister.
“Sure, Knolee. As far as I’m concerned, you’re a grown up little lady and should be treated as such. Unless… maybe you think I’m mistaken and should just treat you like your immature brother, Mike and send you off to bed? Is that what you want, Knolee?”
“Oh, no… no!, please don’t send me to bed. I can be grown up and I can do grown up things too.” My words made Mark’s face just light up with excitement.
“Great, Knolee. So… I think the first thing you should do as a grown up is to remove all your clothes. “huh?” I said with an open-mouth shocked look on my face.
“It’s ok, Knolee. Trust me. That’s the sort of thing grownups do when their alone and the little immature kids are away. Here let me help you. Mark turned on the lamp next to where he was sitting then reached over, lifted me into the air and placed me on the coffee table in front of him. I had no idea what he was doing and why but just dismissed it as some type of normal grown up behavior and so I just stood there on the coffee table frozen like a statue waiting for Mark’s next move.
Mark stood up in front of me and with a look of nervous anticipation he began to unbutton my shirt and then started to remove other pieces of clothing off me anxiously as if eagerly unwrapping a present.
When Mark had me down to my sox and panties he stopped and sat back down on the couch and just sat there quietly for a moment taking me in with his eyes as if trying to decide whether he should do this or not. Finally after thinking it over for a minute or two, Mark stood back up and with shaky hands he slid his fingers inside my panties and began to slowly lower them. I could see the look of pleasure on his face as he reveled my little girl parts. I heard him say something about how he loved pink skin and hairless cunts.
Just then out of nowhere, Mark crouched down and buried his nose between my legs and cupped my ass cheeks with his cold hands and pulled me in tightly, grinding my young pussy against his face while he breathed in heavily. I could feel the prickly points of his facial hair against my smooth skin and my mind was racing to try and figure out why he would want to smell me down there.
After the weird smell thingy, Mark picked me up from the table and placed me on the floor in front of him. He cupped my chin with his left hand while he reached into his boxer shorts with his right and pulled out this huge semi hard thick monster from his fly and then started running it around my face and across my lips as if trying to intimidate me with it which I must say was actually working.
Mark then sat back down on the couch and brought me in closer between his knees. He wasted no time, he reached over for my hand and wrapped it around his now very stiff rod and began an up and down regimen. As he masturbated himself with my tiny little hand he moved my hair away from my face and brought me in to meet his lips with mine. His tongue aggressively trying to force its way between my lips; after a short struggle I gave up and just opened up and let him explore the inner regions of my mouth. Mark was actually making out with his baby sister and he was savoring every second of it.
He let go of my hand but then gave it a sharp tap as if to indicate for me to continue stroking him and so I did as I was instructed.
I continued jerking him off while our mouths were locked together and our tongues were caressing one another. Both his hands now free, he started rubbing my shoulders and then my back all the way down to my perky pink tushie. He hungrily fondled my ass, legs and cunny.
I wondered how much more “grown up” the situation would get but didn’t have to wait long to find out. Mark released my mouth just enough to say some stuff but continued savoring my lips and tongue while speaking to me. “Oh, Knolee you’re so fucking hot and pretty. Your mouth tastes like candy. I bet you suck a good dick don’t ya baby?...Or are you just a little cock tease like the rest of the bitches I meet?” I wasn’t replying to him only because I had no idea what he was saying to me.
By now he was squeezing my hand tightly over his rock hard cock and stroking himself even harder while with his other hand he was fingering my asshole. I didn’t mind the stroking and mouth assault but the finger in my ass was painful. Luckily, he wasn’t in my ass very long
Mark then grabbed the sides of my head with his hands and forcefully began to pull my face down on his awaiting cock. Fear rushed through my mind and as my eyes came closer, I could actually see it twitching in anticipation. The head was red and covered with precum.
“Knolee, you fucking tease…open your fucking mouth….” His cock pushing against my closed lips; he had to tell me twice because I wasn’t responding to him as I was frozen with fear. He decided to take matters into his own hands. He cupped my chin with his hand and squeezed the sides of my jaw firmly with his fingers and thumb until managing to force open my mouth and then began to raise his hips while forcing my head down with his other hand.
By that time, I had finally decided he was going to have his way one way or another so I just opened up and let his cock pass my lips and into my hot, moist steamy mouth.
“oooooh you hot little cunt… that feels so fucking gooood! I can feel your baby teeth, tongue and throat. You’re such a good little whore..oh, that feels so unbelievably good.” I heard him exclaim as he felt my lips wrap around his stiff prick. He immediately started bobbin my head up and down and was pushing up into me, fucking my mouth like a young tight pussy. In retrospect, it must have been a long time since he’d gotten any pussy because he was fucking my face without regard and with such lust.
Almost immediately I felt the head of his cock pushing aggressively against the opening of my throat. I was scared and didn’t want to swallow his cock. I looked up at him hoping for some mercy but that actually backfired. He must have liked me looking up at him because he asked me to continue looking at his face while he continued fucking mine.
I soon grew tired of resisting so I relaxed my throat and just let him slide in deeper which of course was what he wanted all along.
“Fuuuuck, Knolee you learn quickly. Yes, breath trough your nose, baby..yeah just like that.” My lips reached the base of his cock and the curly hairs tickled my nose. By now his thick finger had once again found its way into my tight asshole and he took pleasure in caressing my ass while fucking into my mouth.
Time passed and by now he was pulling me all the way up off his cock and then shoving me back down filing my throat with his thick cock each time and was moaning with every down stroke; all the while continuing to shout profanities at me.
Finally, my very horny brother held my head down one last time and I could feel his juice flowing down my throat pipe. “Swallow, baby, swallow”..Is what he was saying to me while pumping into me like a car at a gas station.
It felt like an eternity but he finally pulled out of my mouth and sat back in the couch with a big smirk of satisfaction permanently implanted on his face. I licked around and felt cum oozing down the sides of my lips. It didn’t taste bad and I was just glad the whole ordeal was finally over.
“Knolee, sweetie that’s the best blowjob your brother has ever had.” As if I had a clue to what he was saying.
“I think I’m going to stay here permanently now that I’ve discovered you my new little fuck toy. You and I are going have so much fun together, Knolee. But let’s keep it a secret ok. And go to bed young lady. Your mom will be home any minute and will kill me if you’re still up.
I was exhausted and my jaw was sore because of the assualt, so I sprinted off to bed. For the next two years, Mark had his way with me at any given chance and always made sure to make me promise I wouldn’t tell my mom. Eventually though, my mom discovered suck marks on my inner thighs and neck and got suspicious and she kicked Mark out of the house.
I didn’t mind Mark so much while he was there because he would take me and my friend Susie to the zoo and other fun places and would buy us stuff; just as long as we would let him touch and do naughty things to us. Ultimately, he even got to nail poor little Susie but that is a story for another time.
Well? Did I win my bet? Are you hard as a rock? If so, well congratulations to you. You’re only human and your reaction is perfectly normal. If I failed? Well nothing’s wrong with me, something’s wrong with you! Lol!
Until next time, Bye!
Love, Knolee XOXOX
Nigger owners manual. A guranteed ROFL...
NIGGER OWNERS MANUAL
Congratulations on your purchase of a brand new nigger! If handled properly, your apeman will give years of valuable, if reluctant, service.
INSTALLING YOUR NIGGER.
You should install your nigger differently according to whether you have purchased the field or house model. Field niggers work best in a serial configuration, i.e. chained together. Chain your nigger to another nigger immediately after unpacking it, and don't even think about taking that chain off, ever. Many niggers start singing as soon as you put a chain on them. This habit can usually be thrashed out of them if nipped in the bud. House niggers work best as standalone units, but should be hobbled or hamstrung to prevent attempts at escape. At this stage, your nigger can also be given a name. Most owners use the same names over and over, since niggers become confused by too much data. Rufus, Rastus, Remus, Toby, Carslisle, Carlton, Hey-You!-Yes-you!, Yeller, Blackstar, and Sambo are all effective names for your new buck nigger. If your nigger is a ho, it should be called Latrelle, L'Tanya, or Jemima. Some owners call their nigger hoes Latrine for a joke. Pearl, Blossom, and Ivory are also righteous names for nigger hoes. These names go straight over your nigger's head, by the way.
CONFIGURING YOUR NIGGER
Owing to a design error, your nigger comes equipped with a tongue and vocal chords. Most niggers can master only a few basic human phrases with this apparatus - "muh dick" being the most popular. However, others make barking, yelping, yapping noises and appear to be in some pain, so you should probably call a vet and have him remove your nigger's tongue. Once de-tongued your nigger will be a lot happier - at least, you won't hear it complaining anywhere near as much. Niggers have nothing interesting to say, anyway. Many owners also castrate their niggers for health reasons (yours, mine, and that of women, not the nigger's). This is strongly recommended, and frankly, it's a mystery why this is not done on the boat
HOUSING YOUR NIGGER.
Your nigger can be accommodated in cages with stout iron bars. Make sure, however, that the bars are wide enough to push pieces of nigger food through. The rule of thumb is, four niggers per square yard of cage. So a fifteen foot by thirty foot nigger cage can accommodate two hundred niggers. You can site a nigger cage anywhere, even on soft ground. Don't worry about your nigger fashioning makeshift shovels out of odd pieces of wood and digging an escape tunnel under the bars of the cage. Niggers never invented the shovel before and they're not about to now. In any case, your nigger is certainly too lazy to attempt escape. As long as the free food holds out, your nigger is living better than it did in Africa, so it will stay put. Buck niggers and hoe niggers can be safely accommodated in the same cage, as bucks never attempt sex with black hoes.
FEEDING YOUR NIGGER.
Your Nigger likes fried chicken, corn bread, and watermelon. You should therefore give it none of these things because its lazy ass almost certainly doesn't deserve it. Instead, feed it on porridge with salt, and creek water. Your nigger will supplement its diet with whatever it finds in the fields, other niggers, etc. Experienced nigger owners sometimes push watermelon slices through the bars of the nigger cage at the end of the day as a treat, but only if all niggers have worked well and nothing has been stolen that day. Mike of the Old Ranch Plantation reports that this last one is a killer, since all niggers steal something almost every single day of their lives. He reports he doesn't have to spend much on free watermelon for his niggers as a result. You should never allow your nigger meal breaks while at work, since if it stops work for more than ten minutes it will need to be retrained. You would be surprised how long it takes to teach a nigger to pick cotton. You really would. Coffee beans? Don't ask. You have no idea.
MAKING YOUR NIGGER WORK.
Niggers are very, very averse to work of any kind. The nigger's most prominent anatomical feature, after all, its oversized buttocks, which have evolved to make it more comfortable for your nigger to sit around all day doing nothing for its entire life. Niggers are often good runners, too, to enable them to sprint quickly in the opposite direction if they see work heading their way. The solution to this is to *dupe* your nigger into working. After installation, encourage it towards the cotton field with blows of a wooden club, fence post, baseball bat, etc., and then tell it that all that cotton belongs to a white man, who won't be back until tomorrow. Your nigger will then frantically compete with the other field niggers to steal as much of that cotton as it can before the white man returns. At the end of the day, return your nigger to its cage and laugh at its stupidity, then repeat the same trick every day indefinitely. Your nigger comes equipped with the standard nigger IQ of 75 and a memory to match, so it will forget this trick overnight. Niggers can start work at around 5am. You should then return to bed and come back at around 10am. Your niggers can then work through until around 10pm or whenever the light fades.
ENTERTAINING YOUR NIGGER.
Your nigger enjoys play, like most animals, so you should play with it regularly. A happy smiling nigger works best. Games niggers enjoy include: 1) A good thrashing: every few days, take your nigger's pants down, hang it up by its heels, and have some of your other niggers thrash it with a club or whip. Your nigger will signal its intense enjoyment by shrieking and sobbing. 2) Lynch the nigger: niggers are cheap and there are millions more where yours came from. So every now and then, push the boat out a bit and lynch a nigger.
Lynchings are best done with a rope over the branch of a tree, and niggers just love to be lynched. It makes them feel special. Make your other niggers watch. They'll be so grateful, they'll work harder for a day or two (and then you can lynch another one). 3) Nigger dragging: Tie your nigger by one wrist to the tow bar on the back of suitable vehicle, then drive away at approximately 50mph. Your nigger's shrieks of enjoyment will be heard for miles. It will shriek until it falls apart. To prolong the fun for the nigger, do *NOT* drag him by his feet, as his head comes off too soon. This is painless for the nigger, but spoils the fun. Always wear a seatbelt and never exceed the speed limit. 4) Playing on the PNL: a variation on (2), except you can lynch your nigger out in the fields, thus saving work time. Niggers enjoy this game best if the PNL is operated by a man in a tall white hood. 5) Hunt the nigger: a variation of Hunt the Slipper, but played outdoors, with Dobermans. WARNING: do not let your Dobermans bite a nigger, as they are highly toxic.
DISPOSAL OF DEAD NIGGERS.
Niggers die on average at around 40, which some might say is 40 years too late, but there you go. Most people prefer their niggers dead, in fact. When yours dies, report the license number of the car that did the drive-by shooting of your nigger. The police will collect the nigger and dispose of it for you.
COMMON PROBLEMS WITH NIGGERS - MY NIGGER IS VERY AGGRESIVE
Have it put down, for god's sake. Who needs an uppity nigger? What are we, short of niggers or something?
MY NIGGER KEEPS RAPING WHITE WOMEN
They all do this. Shorten your nigger's chain so it can't reach any white women, and arm heavily any white women who might go near it.
WILL MY NIGGER ATTACK ME?
Not unless it outnumbers you 20 to 1, and even then, it's not likely. If niggers successfully overthrew their owners, they'd have to sort out their own food. This is probably why nigger uprisings were nonexistent (until some fool gave them rights).
MY NIGGER bitches ABOUT ITS "RIGHTS" AND "RACISM".
Yeah, well, it would. Tell it to shut the fuck up.
MY NIGGER'S HIDE IS A FUNNY COLOR. - WHAT IS THE CORRECT SHADE FOR A NIGGER?
A nigger's skin is actually more or less transparent. That brown color you can see is the shit your nigger is full of. This is why some models of nigger are sold as "The Shitskin".
MY NIGGER ACTS LIKE A NIGGER, BUT IS WHITE.
What you have there is a "wigger". Rough crowd. WOW!
IS THAT LIKE AN ALBINO? ARE THEY RARE?
They're as common as dog shit and about as valuable. In fact, one of them was p******** between 1992 and 2000. Put your wigger in a cage with a few hundred genuine niggers and you'll soon find it stops acting like a nigger. However, leave it in the cage and let the niggers dispose of it. The best thing for any wigger is a dose of TNB.
MY NIGGER SMELLS REALLY BAD
And you were expecting what?
SHOULD I STORE MY DEAD NIGGER?
When you came in here, did you see a sign that said "Dead nigger storage"? .That's because there ain't no goddamn sign.
I hate niggers, pansy asses, and democrats.
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