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(Parody of The Night Before Christmas written by Clement C. Moore)
T'was the fright before Christmas. No one upset me
With a big bowl of popcorn, watching TV
I stretched, gave a yawn, settled back in my chair,
In hopes that St. Nicholson soon would be there.
The children were lying awake without sleep
They'd seen all his movies. He gives 'em the creeps.
I'd cued up Cukoo's Nest with my trusty remote,
To the part where he had all the nuts in the boat.
When out in the yard there arose such a noise,
I turned off the TV to see what it was.
And what to my wondering eyes should approach?
But the Los Angeles Lakers and Pat Riley, their coach.
The limo was racing; the team at it's heels.
That's when I saw him the man at the wheel.
He ranted and cursed. Waved round his swizzle stick.
And I knew in a second it must be Jack Nick.
More rapid than the Celtics, these Lakers they came.
He screamed like a madman and called them by name:
'Now Magic, now Worthy, now Scott and Kareem
On Cooper, on Rambus, and the rest of the team.'
Down the chimney St. Nicholson came with a groan.
Then he brushed off the soot and said, 'Honey I'm home!'
He was wearing a trench coat. With beer it was stained.
And shirt clawed to shreds by Shirley McLaine
He had a fat face, and flabby beer belly
From too many trips to the bar and the deli.
'It's tough when an actor becomes fat and lazy.
I only get calls to play weirdoes and crazies'
And middle-aged has beens with washed up careers.
But I'll fix 'em all and play Santa this year.'
And with that he buried his head in the sack
And said, 'Let's see what you get from your old buddy Jack.
'A hatchet for Daddy,' he reared back his head,
'To scare all those little buggers upstairs in bed.
'And a stiff drink for Mommy, in a nice tall glass.
She could really use something to kill that bug up her chimney!'
With a wink of his eye and a twist of his face,
He threw all the stockings into the fireplace.
What could I do? What could I say?
What would I wear on my feet Christmas Day?
I asked for a reason, and turning his head,
He looked straight at me, and here's what he said:
'Why? Do you wanna' know why? Do you really wanna' know why, Pal?
'I'll tell you why. When you're out Christmas shopping. You know, doing your little Christmas things with all your little Christmas friends, spreading all that Christmas cheer with those stupid Christmas songs. Did you ever stop and think of picking up a little something for old Jack, huh? Did you ever stop to think of what Jack might like for Christmas?
'You know, Jack, from the movies, up on the big screen? Pouring his heart out, giving it everything he's got, day in and day out, just trying as hard as he can to bring a tiny little bit of sunshine into your miserable, little hum-drum lives. Did you ever think of good old Jack, huh, for a second? No, not once! Maybe old Jack just wasn't that good, huh? Maybe I wasn't good enough in The Postman Always Rings Twice. Acted my guts out for you in that one! Cuckoo's Nest, The Shining, Witches of freaking Eastwick, Prizzi's freaking Honor! All for you pal, just to brighten things up for ya!
'Not good enough though is it? No, you want me to brighten up the Christmas season too, huh? Isn't that what you want, Pal?
'Okay, let's make things real bright around here! What do you say we decorate the tree? String up these pretty lights here! Oh, she's looking brighter already! Why don't we take this cute little angel and ram her on the top branch huh? Ha ha ha! How about some gasoline for the whole freaking thing? I mean let's make her just as bright as she can be! What do you say we light her up, and chuck her through the old picture window here, huh, pal? No sense in having a tree as bright as all that and not giving the neighbors a chance to see, don't ya think, huh?
'There, aren't you glad old Jack stopped by? Huh, huh, huh? Ha!'
The flames towered brightly in the cold wintery sky,
As he made for his limo and bade his goodbye.
And an age may unfold ere I fail to regret
That visit from St. Nicholson. Which I'd sooner forget.
But I swear by the goose bumps upon my skin
That I'll always remember that devilish grin.
And his voice crying out ere he faded from sight,
'Merry Christmas to all, and I hope I never see you again as long as I live, for crying out loud!'
I live in Chch New Zealand and have been dating the same girl for 4 years,
recently ive been getting sensual massages after work,
usually involves a hot chick jerking you off and rubbing her tits all over you until you cum.
I thought fuck it and ill branch out into getting sucked off,
looked online and found these two 'sisters' online, they were offering $60 bj's (20 mins),
I hit them up and offered $200 for the both of them to suck my cock in my backseat,
met them paid upfront and got straight to it, they were both a little chubber than id expected but were pretty cute.
They got there tits out while I put a rubber on and both gave pretty good head, they took turns sucking while I licked there nipples and had a good 10 mins where they both shared my dick (although they refused to make out on the head of my cock).
after the 30mins we agreed was up their 'protection guy' opened the car door min head and told me 'times up'. both girls leap up and start putting the bra's back on, I have to offer the girl in the top pic another $60 to fuck her till I came. the chick in the bottom pic got all pissed off because I wouldn't fork out to fuck her too. she storms off slamming my door.
The 'protection guy' closes the door but stands at the window the entire time I fucked her, about 5 mins later I cum in her (rubber on) and shes out the door within 20 secs.
Although some of this was fucking awesome, the ending was complete shithouse...
although pretty much all I wanna do atm is get sucked off
Does anyone in chch have any recommendations for call girls who give great head (preferably without a fucking pimp looking at me through a car window)
Feel free to comment also
thanks guys
I have to confess something.. I met a guy from online earlier today at a park and had to bring one of my son's with me because I couldn't get ahold of anyone to watch him. Long story short...the guy told my son we were going to play hide and seek and he needed to close his eyes and we were going to hide.. Guy took me into the park and ended up fucking me behind some bushes on some broken branches from a tree. Told me not to worry about my son. Got naked and pounded me for a while. When he was done he put his clothes on and just left and I couldn't find my son for like 3 hours in the park.
This lady works at our local branch of HSBC - I confess that I masturbate over her regularly
I don't know if I want to be more masculine or more feminine. I am a bi guy with a twink type body so I could go either way at this point. Should I submit to becoming a sissy fag boy or be more masculine and try to branch out to women? I let my fate rest in Motherless's hands
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self proclaimed feminist i know. she must have fallen out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down. i do sometimes wonder if a good rough fucking could show these woman the error in their ways.
So I work for a company called CEVA and was visiting our Houston branch. Now I am married but flirt with a girl down there all the time. She is a huge tease and would say all sorts of shit like if I ever visited we should have a threesome. So I am finally down there and a few of us go out for drink later. Eventually its me and her supervisor who is married as well. We all have a nice buzz and I bring it up to her finally. The supervisor's ears perk and this is a guy who is typically conservative and you would think would never be interested. Not to mention he is very professional and would not want to interfere with his work life. But with alcohol involved we were all interested and ended up going back to the girls apartment and fucking her brains out. Both of us had big dicks and just pounded away on her and DP'd her and everything. Both came multiple times on her. Now I am back in my state, but super jealous that they may now be fucking like crazy.
It was my second "date" tonight with the woman with whom I'm playing a daddy/daughter role. First time around, we got bounced from a Denver adult arcade for "lewd conduct" (she was sucking some guy's dick at the glory hole wall), so we tried a different venue that gets far less traffic and where there's usually only one employee (typically female) to mind the store and the cash register.
We showed up around 7:30 and went straight upstairs to the large open theater area. Tildie was less shy this time around, so we scoped out the mini-theaters that branch off the main one, settling into the one farthest from the stairway. She was wearing a scoop-neck short-sleeve blouse, a lacy bra underneath that barely contained her 38DD tits, and a loose-fitting knee-length skirt with "granny" panties underneath.
I had on a t-shirt and sweatpants, which I dropped to the floor as soon as we hit the room. She sat down on the two-position mini-couch (essentially outdoor wire-frame furniture -- easy to keep clean; not terribly comfy but serviceable) and wasted no time taking my erect cock into her mouth. I encouraged her to pull her tits up out of the blouse, so I tugged on her nipples as she blew me.
There were a few guys hanging around, and a younger one was bold enough to have his cock out while standing next to me. I gladly relinquished my position and instead sat down next to her so I could play with her pussy while she sucked this guy's cock. I was encouraging him to pop off down her throat, but I think the fact I so quickly let him take my place put him off his game. Tildie gave it her best shot, but he pulled away (somewhat embarrassed, I think) and left the room.
I quickly resumed my place, and she took only about 10 minutes to drain me completely. I'd been saving up my cum for a few days, so she got a nice thick load down her throat. I pulled up my sweats and we decided to cruise the downstairs arcade (it's all booths of varying sizes with locking doors) to see who else was around. She was disappointed to discover there were no glory holes in adjoining booths, so we returned to the second floor.
There was this tall, heavyset guy wearing women's panties plus thigh-high stockings, bent over and getting fucked in the ass by a skinny Black dude. The recipient (we later learned his name was Al) was being so loud and verbal that you could literally hear him down in the shop area. Anyway, Tildie started tugging on his amazingly thick cock as she encouraged the Black guy to unload in Al's butt. She alternated tugging on him, crouching down and sucking him, and standing up and smacking him on the ass.
The Black guy finally unleashed a huge load, and Al handed Tildie his phone and asked her to film his buttocks as the cum leaked out. It was quite a lot of goo. As those two guys were cleaning up, she sat down on a nearby bench so I could eat her pussy. I'd finger-fucked her to a nice orgasm earlier, but this time -- as I was kneeling on the floor -- I shoved two fingers deep into her amazingly wet pussy and sucked HARD on her big clit. She came again within minutes.
Taking a break, we cruised over to a two-seat bench in the main theater area to watch a bit of MMF porn on the big screen. Al wandered over to strike up a conversation, and Tildie soon had her mouth wrapped around his thick shaft. Throwing propriety aside, she stood up, dropped her skirt and panties to the floor as she turned around, and Al fucked her hard. She was bent over and sucking my cock as he slammed up against her, and when he announced he was about to come, she disengaged and knelt to take the load down her throat. The picture attached here is just before Al cut loose.
That was enough for us, so we put our clothes back together and left. I'm guessing this will be a regular thing with the two of us, because she has an insatiable desire to suck cock, and I'm delighted to be the first one in her mouth, the last one in her mouth, and hoo-boy -- how many can she take in between is anyone's guess.
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Confession time.
I have been into raceplay, race humilation and misogyny for as long as i can remember having erections. Doesnt matter your ethnic background really... I'll humiliate you for being fucking test tube baby some mad nazi dentist dreamed up in the Chilean Mountains.
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Oh yeah. I'm Jewish and Irish so I'm fucking hilarious.
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What's the difference between dog shit and niggers?
When dog shit gets old it turns White and quits stinking.
What's the difference between a jew and a pizza?
A pizza doesn't scream in the oven.
What's the difference between a nigger and a snow tire?
A snow tire doesn't sing when you put chains on it.
What would you call the Flintstones if they were black?
Niggers.
Why don't sharks eat niggers?
They think it's whale shit.
What do you call a nigger in a tree with a briefcase?
Branch manager.
How come there aren't any Mexicans on Star Trek?
They don't work in the future, either.
Why do niggers cry during sex?
The Mace.
How do you stop a nigger from drowning?
Take your foot off the back of his head.
How do you get a nigger out of a tree?
Cut the rope.
What did the Alabama sherriff call the nigger who had been shot 15 times?
Worst case of suicide he had ever seen.
What do you get when you cross a retard with a gang banger?
Someone who spray paints on a chain link fence.
Why do niggers stink?
So blind people can hate them too.
What do you get when you cross a nigger and a spic?
Someone too lazy to steal.
Why don't niggers take aspirin?
They refuse to pick the cotton out.
What do nigger kids get for Christmas?
Your bike.
What's a niggers idea of foreplay?
"Don't scream or I'll cut you, bitch."
Why do spics drive low-riders?
So they can cruise and pick lettuce at the same time.
What do you get when you cross a jew and a gypsy?
A chain of empty retail stores.
Why don't nigger kids play in the sandbox?
Cats keep covering them up.
What do you call an apartment full of niggers?
A COON-dominium.
Why are there no nigger astronauts?
Their lips explode at 50,000 feet.
How do you babysit a niglet?
Wet his lips and stick him to the wall.
How do you get him down?
Teach him to say "Motherfucker."
How else do you babysit a niglet?
Put Velcro on the ceiling and tell him to jump.
How do you get him down?
Invite the spics over, blindfold them and tell them it's a piata party.
Why do jews have big noses?
Air is free.
What is a nigger on a bike?
Thief.
What's long and black and smells like shit?
The welfare line.
What do you call 50 niggers at the bottom of the ocean?
Good start.
What is the worst 3 years of a niggers life?
First grade.
How was break dancing invented?
Niggers trying to steal hubcaps from moving cars.
Why do niggers keep chickens in their back yards?
To teach their kids how to walk.
How do you know Adam and Eve were not black?
You ever try to take a rib from a nigger?
What is a nigger?
Proof that skunks fuck monkeys.
What's the difference between a dead dog in the road and a dead nigger in the road?
The dead dog has skid marks in front of it.
What did Abe Lincoln say after a 3 day drunk?
"I set WHO free?"
Why are chimps always frowning?
They know in a million years they are going to turn into niggers.
Why is interrogating a Mexican like a pool ball?
The harder you hit it the more English you get.
How many jews can you fit in a VolksWagon?
All of them if you put them in the ashtray.
A nigger and a spic jump off the Empire State Building, who hits the ground first?
Who cares.
A nigger and a spic jump off the Empire State Building, who hits the ground first?
The spic, because the nigger had to stop on the way down and spray paint "motherfucker" on the wall.
Why don't spics have barbeques?
The beans keep falling through the grill.
You hear about the new car made in Israel?
Not only can it stop on a dime, it will go back and pick it up.
What do you call an Ethiopian with a pickle on his head?
A quarter-pounder.
How many Ethiopians can you fit in a phone booth?
All of them.
How do you start a foot race in Ethiopia?
Roll a doughnut down the street.
How many niggers does it take to pave a driveway?
One if you spread him real thin.
How do you blindfold a chink?
Dental floss.
How do chinks name their kids?
They throw silverware down the stairs.
What's the difference between a nigger and a bag of shit?
The bag.
What's the most confusing day in Harlem?
Father's Day.
When does a Black man turn into a nigger?
As soon as he leaves the room.
What do you call a nigger with a Harvard education?
Nigger.
What do you call a nigger in a courtroom in a 3 piece suit?
The defendant.
There is a nigger and a spic in a car, who's driving?
The cop.
Why is Stevie Wonder always smiling?
He doesn't know he's black.
How long does it take a nigger bitch to take a shit?
9 months.
Why don't nigger women wear panties to picnics?
To keep the flies off the chicken.
Why does Alabama have niggers and California have earthquakes?
California got first pick.
Why do Mexican cars have those little steering wheels?
So they can drive handcuffed.
Why are niggers like sperm?
Only one in a million actually work.
What do you call Mike Tyson with no arms?
Niger nigger nigger.
How do you fit 100 Cubans in a shoe box?
Tell them its a raft.
Why do police dogs lick their ass?
To get the taste of nigger out of their mouth.
What can a pizza do that a nigger can't?
Feed a family of four.
Why did the nigger carry a piece of shit in his wallet?
I.D.
What is red green yellow orange purple and pink?
A nigger dressed for church.
Why do niggers have flat noses?
That's where god put his feet when he was pulling off their tails.
Did you hear that the KKK bought the movie rights to Roots?
They're going to play it backwards so it has a happy ending.
What is the difference between a white owl and a black owl?
A white owl goes, "Who, who," a black owl goes, "Who dat? Who dat?"
Did you hear about the new Black Barbie?
It comes with 12 kids, AIDS and a welfare check.
What is black, white, and rolls off the end of the pier?
A nigger and a seagull fighting over a chicken wing.
What do you get when you cross a nigger with a gorilla?
A dumb gorilla.
What is the difference between Batman and a black man?
Batman can go out at night without Robin.
Did you hear about the new Chap Stick for niggers?
It comes in a spray can.
What's the difference between niggers and pit-bulls?
It's still legal to own a pit-bull.
What do you say to a black man in uniform?
"I'll have a Big Mac with cheese and a coke."
Why do niggers walk the way they do?
Because they spent the first nine months of their lives dodging a coat hanger.
What happened when the Ethiopian fell in the crocodile pit?
He ate six crocs before they could pull him out.
Why do niggers call white people "honkies"?
That's the last sound they hear before the white people run them over.
How do you stop a nigger from going out?
Pour more gas on him.
Did you hear about the nigger with insomnia?
He kept waking up twice a week.
What do you do if you run over a nigger?
Reverse.
Why do decent white folks shop at nigger yard sales?
To get all their stuff back.
Who were the three most famous women in black history?
Aunt Jemima, Diana Ross, and Mother Fucker!
Hear about the new bumper sticker that says "Run, Jesse, Run"?
You put it on the front of your car.
What do Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles have in common?
They're both niggers.
How come Stevie Wonder & Ray Charles can't read?
They're both niggers.
Why do niggers wear wide-brimmed hats?
So pigeons can't shit on their lips.
Why did so many nigger soldiers get killed in Vietnam?
Every time someone yelled "Get down!" the niggers would jump up and start dancing.
What do you get when you cross a nigger with a Vietnamese?
Nothing. There are some things even a Vietnamese won't do.
What's black and tan and looks good on a nigger?
A Doberman Pinscher.
What's the fastest animal in the world?
The Ethiopian chicken.
Did you hear about Evel Knieval's new motorcycle stunt?
He's going to ride through Ethiopia with a sandwich tied to his back.
Did you hear about Ku Klux Knieval?
He tried to jump 50 niggers with a steam roller.
Why was golf invented?
So white people get a chance to dress like niggers.
What do you do if you see a nigger with half a head?
Stop laughing and reload.
Why did god create orgasms?
So niggers know when to stop.
Why did god give niggers rhythm?
Because he fucked up their hair, nose and lips.
Why are so many niggers moving to Detroit?
They heard there were no jobs there.
Why can't nigger women become nuns?
Because they can't get used to saying 'superior' after 'Mother'.
How do you fit 15 niggers in the back of a Cadillac?
Don't worry, they'll figure it out.
What's yellow and black and makes you laugh ?
A bus full of niggers going over a cliff.
How do you stop a nigger from drowning?
You don't.
Whats blue and hangs in my front yard?
My nigger I can paint him whatever color I want.
Why do seagulls have wings?
To beat the niggers to the dump.
What's a crying shame?
When a bus full of niggers drives off a cliff and there were 3 empty seats.
What do you call an Ethiopian with a feather up his ass?
A dart.
Why did the Jews wander in the desert for 40 years?
Because one of them lost a quarter.
What does N.A.A.C.P stand for?
Niggers Are Always Causing Problems
How many spics does it take to have a bath?
Five, one to lie in the tub and four to spit on him.
What do a nigger and an apple have in common?
They both look good hanging from a tree.
Why are niggers always buried 12 feet deep?
Deep down they're good people.
What's the difference between a porch monkey and a yard ape?
The length of the chain.
What's black, orange, and very pretty?
A nigger on fire.
What do you have if you've got a nigger up to his neck in cement?
Not enough cement.
How was copper wire invented?
Two jews fighting over a penny.
How do you starve a nigger?
Hide his welfare check under his work boots.
How do you get 12 niggers in a Volkswagen?
Throw in a welfare check.
How do you get them out?
Throw in a job application.
Why are there trees in Harlem?
Public transportation.
How does a black woman fight crime?
She has an abortion.
What do you say when you see your T.V. floating around at night?
"Drop it nigger."
I'm going to let you in on a little secret. For the last 3 years I have worked for the Geek Squad branch of Best Buy Electronics. We're the eggheads who fix your computer and other electronics in the store or your home.
If you have ever had us work on your puter you will notice the first thing we do is plug in a memory stick into your USB port. There are programs in it that let us bypass all your security and take control of your puter so we can fix it faster. Some of us also have a program that copies all your music, videos and pictures and saves it to the memory stick. I would say 1 in 10 times it is a big jackpot.
Over the 3 years I have collected over 40 videos of couples fucking the night of their wedding. Its hot to see the girl get fucked in her wedding dress. Hundreds of self-shot sex videos and many nude pictures of girls and 12 or so videos of girls doing their dogs. There is lots of jb and old to be had. I post some the jb here, mostly girls in their swimming suits or sexy dancing.
Just a warning about getting service there. I might be posting your sex vids and pics here. LOL
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.
This is 100% true.
For over 3 years now I've got the Tube to work, Blackhorse rd>>>King's Cross>>>Monument, and for the past 3 years there has always been the same woman who takes the exact same journey as me but we go seperate ways once we get to Monument. We usually strike up a conversation along the way, she wears a wedding ring and has said a few times to me that her husband is in the RAF, but she's very flirty with me and I've caught her staring at my bulge a few times and she sometimes wears a knee length skirt and sits opposite me uncrossing her legs and swapping over just long enough for me to get a look.
She's 24 and I'm 21 and just been made single, I have to admit, she's way out of my league which has been a barrier for me that I have been affraid to cross through fear of humiliation and having to see her nearly every day on the Tube. But for the past month or so I've been covering for a guy in another branch of work which means I've only had to get a train to Liverpool st station so we haven't seen each other for that amount of time.
So I've been back on my usual rota as of th 14th and I'm thinking to myself as I get on the escallator if she'll be there and how I should react to seeing her, whether it's to late to wish her happy new year and do I act surprised or casual to seeing her. As I turn the corner she's stood there and she sees me, she actually ran towards me and flung her arms around me and gave me a huge kiss on the mouth. My internal reaction was HOLY FUCKING SHIT BONER! but I kept my cool and we got chatting.
She first asked where I had been all this time and how she missed her "personal escort across London" and we were genuinely happy to see each other again, but that kiss she gave me was more than just a "hello". We got chatting as usual and I knew that if a stood even a remote chance with her I'd have to drop into the conversation that I'd split up with my girlfriend and I'm young free and single and on the prowl. So I see an opening and went for it, and she didn't even blink, took one of her gloves off and showed me a ringless finger and said she's getting a divorce.
We stared at eachother for a while in awkward silence, but I thought fuck it and was about to ask her out when she then said to me "you know, I haven't had sex in over 2 years?" My jaw hit the floor. According to her, her husband is sexually repressed and is repulsed by anything of a sexual nature, espescially intercourse. So I sat there and listened to her basicly tell me that she's horny as hell and wants a good shagging. By the time we got to Kings Cross she didn't want to talk about it anymore because it was starting to get busy and people were listening. But we got to Monument and arranged to meet eachother at the station at 1pm for a bite to eat and to continue our talk. I went straight to boots (it's a toiletries/chemist shop in the UK) and bought a pack of condoms in excitement.
Luch time came around and she didn't show, I was really disappointed but not surprised as she really is out of my league looks wise. I just went through my day as normal and went home.
The next morning I was dreading seeing her, my ex had also been trying to patch things up between us and that was on my mind too. But I was feeling confident, maybe a bit to confident and I left the flat and went to the station. Sure enough she was there and she explained that she had been held up at work and couldn't make it and she was sorry, I basicly said it's ok I understand fully, I mean we are two completely different people and we can remain friends if she wants. She laughed it off and said "no I'm not kidding I really was held up at work" and sat next to me and started stroking my inner thigh and smiling at me biting her bottom lip.
The Tube showed up a few seconds later and we got on it, the whole place was empty - it was just me her and the driver. We sat next to eachother and started kissing, she was giving me a handjob by the time the tube started moving, I unzipped and she started to give me a blowjob, this is the kinkiest thing I had ever done, I felt so alive and I could hardly stop myself from cumming. We arrived at Tottenham Hale and I kept a look out for people as she kept sucking the tip of my cock, no one got on our section of the tube and we were on our way again. She didn't even stop for air, sucking me off without a care in the world, not even the slightest bit worried about being caught. I couldn't hold on anymore and told her I needed to cum, she smiled and started wanking me off whilst she was massaging my balls, I came in her mouth and she swallowed it all.
People started to get on the tube at Seven Sisters station and we just sat there in silence until we got to King's Cross where I just said to her that I think we might get interrupted here and she laughed. We walked to the Northern Line platform where it was surprisingly quiet for that time in the morning and she started talking dirty and she wants me to eat her out later and fuck her in the ass like a naughty girl. I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. It seems she likes running the risk of getting caught in a public place, I mean this platform wasn't busy but there were enough people around to hear her dirty talk and I got a few smiles and gentlemanly nods from a coulpe of guys that walked by.
The tube arrived and we got on, I've still got a bit of cum residue on the end of my cock and there was a metro newspaper on the seat next to me. So I looked at her and she knew what to do, I opened the paper upwards on my lap and she started to give me another handjob. There were 2 guys and a woman sat across from us who must have known what was going on but were too nervous or perhaps proud to say anything or look at us, Monument is only a short way from Kings Cross but she managed to get me to cum again - my heart was pounding and my breathing was so deep and loud I'm surprised no one at all said anything or even looked at us twice.
This is all true, and started on 14/01/10.
I've got more stories to share, and we are both getting more adventurous. If you use the Tube and want to come and watch us, we usually get to King's Cross at about 08.35
Try and find us, we're not that hard to spot out.
if money doesnt grow on trees , then how come banks have so many branches
I must confess, I would love to meet a sexy woman into anything, take her to the woods, strip her, tie her ankles, and then tie her hands in front of her then a rope just long enuf to reach her feet, while she is standing on a pile of rocks. Place a rope around her neck, tied to a high branch in a tree, and see her expression as i slowly kick the rocks from beneath her. Having her wonder if she will hang, or not.
I am now an adult woman, but when I was about ten years old, I was a real tomboy and liked climbing trees just like the boys that I knocked around with. One day, I was swinging from a rope that was tied to a branch, when three older boys came along the woodland path to where we were playing. Before I could do anything about it,one of the boys lifted me higher while the other two boys tied my hands to the rope then pushed me away so that I was swinging with my feet clear of the ground.I could not get my feet on to the ground. As I swung back to them, I was grabbed again and one of them pulled my jeans and panties right off and then pushed me away again. I was terrified. The boys of my age that I had been playing with had been chased off by these youths. They stood and laughed at me swinging there with my bare pussy and bottom on display. Every time that I swung near to them they poked me in the pussy or bottom. It went on for ages. They finally went away and I eventually anaged to free myself . I never played there again
Back in the day I was with my parents in some mediterran country. There were many hills next to the sea. So my parents were approaching slowly and I was walking pretty fast.
On the top of the hill I saw some very seductive limb of a tree. I looked around. Even though it was very hot and sun everywhere I could not see anybody. So I pulled down my pants and let it inside me to jerk off.
Then I saw an unicorn and I told it to bow, for me to change from the branch to it. Damn that unicorn was good.
I am not gay though, I would never let a male limb of a tree or a male unicorn inside me.
is there any camera loving older moms, or plus size gals on motherless that wouldnt mind sending me a couple pics of there goods? you scrawny toothpicks can go play in the forest with the rest of the twigs and branches, the fun dont start till the boats rockin ;)
When i was in the Navy I would get a hotel room down the beach in Norfolk Va for the weekend. During the day I would walk in this wooded area behind a park. There were lots of trails and places to go and hide and be alone. During one of these walks I met a young girl named Jesse who was in her early teens. She was very cute with long yellow blonde hair and blue eyes. She had no breasts to mention but a very cute bubble butt. She stood about 4'9 and was thin. I started talking to her one day after seeing her there a few times. During one of our talks I learned that these trails had a lot more going on then I knew. Seems this was a place where men would go and masturbate or flash young kids. She also said other teens would come in there and do stuff as well. I asked her why she still came in there and she said that she didn't mind seeing that stuff. This got me to thinking. A week later I was back walking the trails and I run into Jesse again. We had become more friendlier and she said hi to me right away. We walked then sat in this hollow area where someone had placed some wood and covered it with branches. In the "hut" there were old porn magazines and cushions to sit on. As we sat I saw Jesse looking at a magazine page that had been torn out. It was of a guy with a large cock who was licking a woman's pussy. I asked her if she liked looking at the picture. She shook her head yes. I then asked her if she had ever seen a real one. Again she shook her head yes. I asked her who's but she said she didn't want to say. Then I pulled my cock out of my shorts and showed her my hard 7" cock. Her eyes got big and she looked up at me. Do you mind that i took mine out? She said no she didn't mind. I told her I wouldn't touch her I just wanted to jerk off. She said it was ok. And I started jerking off while this sweet young girl watched me slide my hand up and down my cock. Within mins I was shooting my load all over the place. When i was done she said she had to go and got up to go. Then she said I would have done that for you if you asked and then she left. I was in shock. Did she really say that? I tried to catch up to her but by the time I cleaned myself up she was gone.
It would be 3 weeks later when I ran into her again. She just so happened to be at the same beach I had rented a motel room at. I was laying on the beach and she came up and sat next to me. We started talking and I asked if she was with anyone and she said no. She said she lived not far from the beach. I told her I had a room right behind me and that I was going into my room. Would you like to come in for a soda? She looked around and looked at me then said ok. We both got up and walked to my hotel room that opened to the beach. I looked around to see if anyone was watching but no one was looking so we went in. I closed the door and pulled the curtains shut. Once inside Jesse sat in a chair while I got her a soda from the minibar. I looked at this cute girl in her bright red bikini. I could see the shape of her vulva pressed up against the fabric as she sat in the chair with her feet up on the chair. I could now see that she had very small boobs but made up for it in the ass department. What a hot little ass she had. I knew I just wanted to lick it and fuck it. I wondered if she would let me. I was about to find out.
I sat on the edge of the bed in my swim trunks with an obvious hard on. The I asked he. Do you remember the last time we saw each other and I jerked off for you? She shook her head yes. Well will you do that for me? She looked at me and looked around the room like she was looking to see if anyone else was there. Its ok if you don't I will never make you do anything you don't want to. Its ok she said. I don't mind. Good I said then come over to me. She put her drink down and got off the chair and walked over to me. My cock was getting harder by the second i thought I would explode.
Jesse walked over to me and I stood up at the edge of the bed. When she reached me I put my hands on her shoulders then I gently pushed her down. She went right down on hers knees like she had done this before. I then told her to pull my swim trunks down. She reached up and put her small hands inside the waistband of my trunks and pulled them down to the floor. I stepped out of them and looked down at Jesse. She was looking straight at my erect cock. I told her to jerk me off and she wrapped her had around my cock and started stroking me up and down. I asked her if she liked touching my cock and she smiled and said yes. I told her she was doing a good job. She smiled again knowing I was enjoying her hand job. I then told her to go get the KY lube I had on the nightstand. She got up and went over and got it for me. She came back and got on her knees again and I squeezed some lube into her hand and told her to begin again. This time I told her to lick underneath on my balls. She did this with no hesitation. I felt her tongue licking my balls and even going up into my ass underneath. Again this girl had more experience than I thought. I knew I couldn't last much longer so I told her to stop and get up on the bed.
Jesse climbed onto the bed and immediately laid down and spread her legs for me. I climbed between her legs and looking at her young bikini covered pussy I slowly put my hands under her ass and slipped her bottoms off. What a beautiful sight I was greeted with as I saw her puffy lips of her bald cunt. She had a wisp of blonde hair at the top but nothing more. I leaned down and slid my tongue into her tight slit spreading her lips with my tongue. I took long strokes licking her entire slit. Jesse would jump when I touched her young clit. I licked and sucked on her pussy for almost 30 mins listening to her purrs and soft moans. My cock was so hard leaking precum all over the place. I lifted her legs over her head giving me a full view of her asshole and pussy. AI licked her asshole and she squirmed each time I stuck my tongue i her tight ass. I pushed a finger into her ass and she clamped her ass onto my finger. I used some lube and started fingering her asshole. I asked her if she liked this and she shook her head yes. I then slid a second finger in her ass and she accepted that too. I knew I had to try and fuck her. I told Jesse to turn over and lay on the bed face down.
I took some lube and squirted some in my hand then rubbed it into her asshole. I could now easily slip two fingers in her ass. I moved up on her straddling her legs with mine. I took my hands and spread her nice smooth ass cheeks revealing her tight hole. I moved forward pushing my cock into her crack and aimed it at her tight opening. I pushed a little more and watched as the tip of my cock disappeared into her ass. Jesse asked me to stop but I was way to gone for that now. I pushed on her back pinning her to the bed as I pushed my cock deeper into her. Jesse let out a cry as I pushed further into her with every thrust. She was crying with tears now. I told her to relax and take it and it will be over soon. I watched with pleasure as my cock invaded her ass. I leaned down and was laying on her back fucking her nice and slow. I loved how her soft skin felt against my body. I couldn't take it any longer and I started pumping my cock in and out of Jesse's asshole until I felt my balls tighten and I shot my cum deep into her bowels. I collapsed on top of Jesse then rolled off as my cock slipped out of her cum filled hole. I sat up and spread Jesse well fucked ass open and watched as my cum ran out of her gaping hole and onto the sheets. stuck my finger in her ass crack and scooped up some of my cum and fed it to Jesse. That little slut sucked my cum off my fingers with no hesitation.
Written for a friend. Abduction/abuse/rape based story. Not generally what I write about, but along her interests.
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She rose from her position and reviewed the photos she took and continued on her way. A beautiful sunny day, it was perfect for photography. She had driven to a quiet place outside the city and parked along the side of a dirt road. She wandered into the woods, and snapped photos of the things that caught her eye along the way. It was early summer, the forest was alive with life and the melodies of playful songbirds. She stopped for a moment and closed her eyes, her camera hung by a strap around her neck, she stretched her arms up into the air and took a deep breath.
A hand clamped down over her mouth and tightened down like a vice upon her face. She felt the strap of her camera go tight around her neck as her assailant used it to force her to the ground. With a violent wrench and pull, the breath of air she took but a moment ago escaped her lungs as she slammed into the dirt. The sole of a boot dug between her shoulder blades, and pressed her firmly into the dirt and rocks below her. She struggled to breath and clawed at the strap around her neck, darkness slowly overtook her, and she fell into unconsciousness.
As she drifted on the edge of reality, her senses began to return. The heat of the sun beat down upon the bare skin of her back, her hair stuck in strands to the sweat that coated her skin. A rough material pressed against her thighs, chest and arms. her shoulders ached from supporting her weight and her wrists burned as something dug into her skin. Her mouth was filled with a soft material, soaked in her spit. She snapped to reality suddenly as the sounds of footsteps walked around her, followed by the familiar click from her camera. She opened her eyes to darkness, her vision taken by something wrapped around her head, and tried to scream. Nothing came but a muffle, her mouth held shut by tape.
She shifted uncomfortably and tried to escape her bonds, her legs were wrapped around the tree trunk and tied tightly on the other side at head level, and she hung suspended by her wrists, tied to the base of a branch above her, bare bottom spread and exposed. Her flesh scraped against the bark of the tree and she realized only now that she was naked. She nervously chewed the material stuffed into her mouth, the feel of the elastic band making her realize it was her underwear. She heard laughter, followed by more camera clicks.
The footsteps got closer, still not a word spoken by the man as he leaned in close. She felt his hand run along the back of her leg, trailing up her ass, back and neck delicately, before finally he gripped tightly on her hair, with a force that made her feel it would be pulled clean off her scalp. Suddenly his other hand was pressed between her legs. The palm of his hand grinding against the lips of her pussy, the tips of his fingers came together, and at once he shoved all 4 deep inside her, his large hand spreading her with a painful shove that nearly took the weight off her wrists. As quickly as his fingers had entered her, he removed them. She whimpered muffled sounds and listened to the twigs crunch below his feet, followed by more clicks of the camera.
The footsteps drifted away, for a moment she was left hung on the tree, surrounded only by the noise of the song birds. She struggled to free herself again as the tree bark against her skin scraped and scratched her inner thighs and chest. Helpless against the bonds her body went limp again, tears soaked the cloth that covered her eyes. What felt like an eternity later, the sound of footsteps returned, the sound of each foot step brought her heart to race as they got closer. They stopped just beside her. There was another moment of quiet, then her back exploded in pain, the slapping sound of a thin switch echoed against the trees, her yelp muffled by her gag. A line of fire burned across her back, a bright red line left on her skin. Again the cracking sound broke the air as the switch struck her ass cheeks, brightening in another red line. He struck her again and again, red lines crossed over her back and ass, blood trickled down her back from small cuts the switch had left across the beaten skin. With one final strike she heard the sound of the stick shatter, the switch had snapped into pieces as it struck her upper shoulder.
He was on her then, hand wrapped around her throat from behind, his other hand played with both her holes, as if he couldn’t decide which to violate. Then he made his choice, his hand left her bottom then she heard the sound of spitting. She suddenly felt his finger press against her pussy again, forcing their way inside her roughly. He worked his hand back and forth, he fucked her with his fingers roughly as she bounced up and down against the tree with every violent shove of his hand. For a moment he stopped, she hung there limp, her pussy gaping wide, throbbing in pain. Then he began again, first his fingers, then finally working his whole fist inside of her. Her muffled screams began again as his hand stretched out her pussy. she felt as if he would try to insert his whole arm inside her.
His hand slipped out of her, the hand on her neck tightened. He slapped hard against her pussy with the palm of his hand repeatedly and stopped only when he could hear the high pitch squeals from beneath the tape on her mouth. As she quivered,her legs came free and they dangled weakly to the ground. Next her wrists were cut free and she collapsed against the tree, barely able to hold herself up. She was grabbed by the hair again, and thrown down face first onto the forest floor. His hand pressed her face into the ground, rocks and twigs dug into her skin and she felt him climb on top of her. He entered her with no warning, his dick sliding into her beaten, swollen pussy. He grunted in her ear as he fucked her hard and deep, her body scraped back and forth against the ground as his pace increased and his grunts grew louder. With an animalistic groan he pressed himself deep inside her, his cum exploding deep inside her.
Beaten, weak and helpless, she passed out again listening to the sound of her camera’s shutter click. The sun was setting when she woke up. Naked and alone. She sat up and removed the blindfold and gag and looked around. There in front of her was her camera. For a moment she sat in shock as the experience came back to her. She grabbed her camera, and started looking at photos.
As someone who has been overweight my entire life, I've endured lots of harassment. At 15, I was diagnosed with gynecomastia. If you don't know what that is, it's the technical term for 'bitch tits'. I've never been 'morbidly obese', just a heavy guy; right now I'm 5'11" and weigh 240.
Today, I was busing ass in my yard and getting very dirty. Eventually I stopped working, sweaty as hell and covered in a combination of dirt, grass, leaves, and branches. I decided to walk up to the store to get a pack of smokes before jumping in the shower, 'cause I knew I was gonna get sweaty on that walk. So I get my smokes, leave the store, and start walking home. That's when I spotted a truck full of hot girls parked in the lot. One of them yelled to me, "Damn boy, you so sexy, come over and show me them titties!"
What a bitch...I just ignored them and kept walking. There's really no point to this story, I just wanted to post this somewhere and get it off my chest...no pun intended. I'm sure that I'll die still trying to figure out why women are such selfish, vindictive, abusive cunts.
Had an earlier version of this story I wrote in a different post, but decided to re-post here so it didn't get lost in the piles of old threads:
Emily had just turned 14 the day before. Now she found herself bent over a desk at the front of the room in her 8th grade health class. Her shirt was pulled up around her neck, and her small, puffy breasts were hanging over the edge of the desk. Her dress was flipped up and her panties pulled down around her ankles. She was a randomly selected volunteer for that day's experiment: qualitatively and quantitatively assessing the human physiological response to sexual stimuli.
The teacher had his large hand on her ass, spreading her cheeks apart and wiping her asshole with a soft, damp sponge. He said to the class, "I need someone to come up here and administer the stimulation. Who wants to volunteer?" All the boys in the class raised their hands, while the girls looked down at their desks or giggled to themselves, keeping their arms down. "I need a female volunteer, that way Chelsea won't feel so self-conscious. Anna, why don't you come up here and help?"
Anna, 13 years old, a small, shy brunette walked to the front of the class and looked down at her shoes. One of the boys yelled, "Haha, Anna's a lesbo!" The teacher retorted, "We'll not have any outbursts in this class. This is an educational experience and we're doing this for the sake of knowledge." He turned to Anna. "Okay, Anna, start off by applying gentle pressure to her anus and see how she responds." Hesitantly, Anna took her finger and ran it over Emily's asshole. Emily's anal muscles spasmed slightly at the feeling, causing Anna to pull away in surprise. The teacher said, "It's, okay, nothing to be frightened of. Everyone, record that reaction in your notes. Anna, put some of this lubricant on your thumb and press on Emily's anus until you're just able to penetrate it."
As Anna took her lubed thumb and pressed, Emily's face flushed with embarrassment. When Anna's thumb finally entered her asshole, her expression changed to one of shock and surprise, quickly inhaling and emitting a small moan. "Very good Anna," said her teacher, "now I want you to take your free fingers and slowly massage Emily's vulva." Emily She closed her eyes in shame, feeling her pussy quickly growing wetter as Anna executed the command.
"Okay," said the teacher, "I want everyone to come up here and get a close look at what's happening." The other students gathered in close. The teacher grabbed one of Emily's breasts and angled it toward the rest of the students. "Notice how her skin is becoming more flush and the tissue in her breasts is swelling slightly as she becomes more aroused? Henry, come over here and get your face in between Emily's legs. Can you see how the same thing is happening to her genitals? Take a good whiff and see if you can smell the secretions her vagina is producing." Henry, a blonde, slight boy of 13 did as he was told. "Yuck! It smells gross!" He quickly pulled his head back from between Emily's legs. The teacher looked at Henry, amused. "It's an acquired taste, but you'll come to appreciate it. Anna, thanks for your help. There is some hand sanitizer on my desk for you to use." Anna pulled her thumb out of Emily's butt, much to Emily's relief.
"Okay," said the teacher, "now that we've conducted some initial qualitative observations, let's collect some quantitative data.” He produced from his desk a device similar in shape to a rabbit vibrator. “What I have here is a vaginal pressure and moisture sensor with an attached clitoral stimulator.” The teacher spread Emily's pussy lips and inserted the device, aligning the outer branch of the device directly next to her clit. He leaned down next to her ear and said in a consoling voice, “It's okay Emily, I know this is probably a little embarrassing, but just try to relax and enjoy yourself so we can gather some good data.” He stood up and addressed the rest of the class. “The device is connected to the laptop on my desk. We'll use that to control the amount of stimulation applied and it will display the Emily's vaginal contractions on a graph, where we have time on the x-axis and intensity of the contraction on the y-axis.”
He clicked on the computer's control screen and turned the clit vibrator up to 10%. The students alternated between watching the flickers of pleasure and embarrassment on Emily's face and the graph showing a slowly increasing moisture level and only small, occasional vaginal contractions. “Okay,” said the teacher, “what's everyone's hypothesis for what will happen to moisture levels and contraction intensity when I increase the stimulation?” In a bored voice, indicating the students' frustration with such an obvious question, they said in unison, “they'll increase...”
The teacher increased the vibration intensity to 50%. The sudden jolt caused Emily to twitch, and after a few seconds, she closed her eyes and began breathing more heavily. “Very good,” said the teacher, “the graph confirms your hypotheses.” Let's see what happens when we introduce an outside impulse stimulus. He leaned over and whispered something to Tony, the 14 year old boy standing next to him. “Everyone watch the graph as I count down. 3, 2, 1, now.” Tony spanked Emily's ass with an open hand, causing her emit a small moan as her body tensed. “Everyone see that big pulse on the contraction part of the graph? That's from Tony's impulse stimulus. Okay, Tony, please increase the stimulation to 100%.”
Tony clicked on the control application and the room filled with the sound of the vibrator buzzing firmly against Emily's clit. Within seconds, her leg began to shake. The convulsions worked their way up her body until she was completely within the throes of an intense, aura inducing orgasm. “Everyone watch: see how strong the vaginal contractions become during orgasm? This is an indication of female pleasure and can also bring intense pleasure to a male partner during intercourse.” Very few students were in fact watching; most of the male students struggled to hide their erections, while the female students watched with glee as the boys fiddled to position their hard-ons in a less conspicuous manner.
“Alright. Thank you, Emily, you've been a wonderful volunteer. You can go to the bathroom and get cleaned up. Take the rest of the class period the recover and get your notes from someone else to take home for the homework assignment.” Emily pulled the vaginal sensor out with a small queef, which prompted laughter from the rest of the class. She would have blushed if she could have, but her face was already flush from her recent quaking orgasm. She pulled her shirt back on, flipped her skirt down, and walked as quickly as she could from the room.
“For the rest of you still here, I want to you pair up into teams of two, one boy and one girl in each. We're going to recreate what you just saw with Emily, but this time each boy will assess the vaginal contractions of his female partner using his own handy, built-in pressure sensor. To start off, each boy will need an erection. Please pull down your drawers, gentlemen, and let your partner inspect your state of rigidity. Girls, if your partner is not fully erect, apply gentle oral stimulation until he is. Be gentle though, as some of these guys may be quite sensitive and we don't want to cause a premature ejaculation. If he is, go ahead and give his scrotum a lick, just so he doesn't feel left out.”
All the boys stood next to their desks while the girls kneeled in front of them. Some were hesitant to look when their partner produced his penis, but eventually all the girls worked up the courage to touch the mostly hairless cocks in front of them. Most of the boys were still sporting boners that are the product of youth, though a few had lost them out of shy nervousness. The teacher walked around to confirm that each girl was applying proper suction to her partner's penis or was licking his balls until they were ready to move on. “Everyone, raise your hand if your team is ready to move on to the next part of the activity. Okay, it looks like we can go ahead.”
Standing at the front of the room, the teacher said, “Girls, I want to you bend over your desk like you saw Emily doing earlier. Please either pull down your pants or pull your skirts up and remove your panties so your partner has clear access to your vagina. Also, please raise your hand if you've had your first period already.” About two thirds of the girls raised their hands. The teacher went around and handed condoms to their male partners. “The school is short on funding, as always, so only the boys who are with girls at risk of getting pregnant are going to use condoms today.”
“Boys, with the help of your partner, I want you to penetrate your partner's vagina. Do NOT thrust once you get inside. I know you want to, but if you do, I'm sure a good number of you won't last long and you'll miss the point of this experiment—we want you to be able to properly feel the vaginal spasms of the female orgasm when it comes.” The boys awkwardly attempted to enter the girls in front of them, some having an easier time than others, but all eventually finding their way in.
“Girls, once you have your teammate's penis fully inside you, start rubbing yourself however you like in a way that will allow you to achieve orgasm. If you're having difficulty, let me know and I'll do what I can to help.” The group of girls, ranging from 12 to 14 years old, now fully accommodating a range of small, solid penises inside them, reached between their legs and began frigging themselves. Some of the more adventurous girls occasionally groped their partners' smooth balls, while all the boys tried their very best to keep fight the urge to grind against the girl in front of them.
Eventually some of the girls began to moan, and could feel themselves approaching their goal. Stephanie was the first to find herself falling into an orgasm, and as she did, her 13 year old pussy muscles clamped furiously around her partner's cock. Tim had been thinking about baseball and dead penguins when he was jerked back to reality as he was milked hard and fast by Stephanie's pulsing pussy. It was too much for him and he felt a sudden tightness and then a wave of pleasure as he ejaculated deep inside her.
This scene repeated itself again and again until only one team was left, a 12 year old girl and her 13 year old partner. Aimee called the teacher over and explained to him that she'd never orgasmed before and wasn't exactly sure how. “It's okay, not a problem. Let me see if I can help you.” The teacher positioned himself under the pair of students. He had also noticed that her partner, Henry, the boy who had been less than thrilled with the smell of pussy, had begun to lose his erection, so he alternated between licking Aimee's clit and tonguing the crease of Henry's balls and the bit of his shaft not completely burried in the young girl's twat. As Henry's erection returned, the teacher focused his entire attention on Aimee's tiny clit and firm, peach fuzz-covered labia, holding her skinny thighs to give himself leverage. The girl squirmed slightly, but eventually found a spot she liked and pressed back against her teacher's probing tongue. Soon enough, she too began to quake and gasped suddenly as her insides began pulsing around Henry's cock. She could feel Henry's cum fill her up while her teacher gradually lessened his attack. She collapsed on her desk and let out a quiet sigh.
The teacher returned to the front of the room and looked out at the boys leaned over their young female partners, hips tightly against their firm asses covered with tiny goose bumps as their cocks wilted and slowly fell out of the tiny, dripping pussies. “Good job all. Class dismissed.”
Been starting to have this weird fetish for a while but lately even more but running out of fund to keep enjoying myself.
For many years already I been on cam sites and got my first credit card especially for it back then. At first it was simply the having to pay to watch the shows and sneaking in the room like the perv that I am that gave me the thrill and got me to go there instead of any free porn site.
A few months ago more and more "users/models" appeared on some site using old footage of camgirls/couples and those are quite nice for this kind of site.
But now I got obsessed with edging and trying to keep conversation with those operating behind those videos trying to encourage them to keep me watching more of those replay and keep buying in their shows which I guess is some branching of findom. If stated too directly some just get scared and instant ban from their room even if chatting in private mode fearing others who haven't realize its just a video that is playing on a live site.
Looking to see if others out there are having anything similar fetish wise or ideas to keep enjoying this with less of the financial aspect. I guess there must be some group of people out there who in the very least love to watch porn in some kind of video/chat room while commenting on it and getting off knowing others are doing the same and that someone is deciding what everyone is watching.
Curious to see if this will get any response at all...
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