I’d rather watch Taylor swift get gangbanged by both teams in the middle of the field at the Super Bowl. 
then the millionaires are executed and their wives get gang banged next. 

After countless negotiations, the Council of Mond eventually decided to pardon the historical crimes of the Lawrence family. However, to preserve public morals, a prominent figure of the clan will have to be scapegoated and hanged. In the official narrative, the Lawrence family will be punished before being rehabilitated. Ironically, it was Eula who was chosen to take on this role, despite having accomplished several military exploits for Mond. The outcome of the negotiations cannot be changed, but the Council is ready to let Eula decide the time of her own execution when she's going to be under the gallows.

"You can take all the time you want, and we won't hang you until you decide. However, if you take advantage of this unique and rare opportunity, in a way, you are indeed a born sinner ..." Rosalia whispers with a smile.

WIFE SUSPECT'S ME OF CHEATING
INTRODUCTION TO MAGIC SEX LIQUID (1)

A FEW YEARS AGO MYSELF (PAUL) WORKED IN THE MOTOR INDUSTY, AS A DESISN AND DEVELOPMENT ENGINEER, WHICH I HAD TO TRAVEL AROUND THE WORLD VISITING CLIENTS SHOWING THEM AND GIVING ADVISE ON VARIOUS DESIGNS
MY WIFE (CLARE) WAS ALSO IN THE SAME LINE OF WORK FOR THE SAME COMPANY BUT RARELY LEFT THE UK (OFFICE BASED)

I AM 5'8" AROUND 11STONE AVERAGE BUT TONED BODY, HAZEL EYES, BROWN SHOULDR LENGTH HAIR, HAVE A BIG DICK 9INCHER AND THICK

WIFE CLARE 5'3" 6-7 STONE TOPS, ATHLETIC BODY, D-CUP LONG FLOWING MOUSY HAIR,BIG BABY BROWN EYE' UNDER HER GLASSES, SHAVEN PUSSY FAIRLY TIGHT MEATY LIPS

NOW THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE CLARE HAD HEARD I EITHER HAD A MISTRESS OR I WAS FUCKING AROUND WITH HOOKER'S WHILST WORKING AWAY,
I CAUGHT HOLD OF THESE RUMOUR'S FROM A COLLEGUE FROM THE WIFE'S OFFICE, I HAD ALSO BEEN INFORMED THAT SHE WAS TRYING TO FIND A WAY OF BEING ABLE TO GO WITH ME ON SOME OF THESE AWAY VISIT'S I KEPT QUIET THAT I HAD BEEN TOLD THESE THING'S

ONE NIGHT WE WAS INVITED TO THE COMPANY'S OVER ALL BOSS'S HOUSE AS HE WAS THROWING A PARTY, HE HAD A MANSION FOR A HOUSE SET BACK NEAR A LAKE IN THE COUNTYSIDE.
AND HAD ENOUGH ROOM'S THAT AT LEAST 80% OF THOSE INVITED COULD STOP OVER,
AT THIS PARTY I WAS INTRODUCED TO SOME MAGIC SEX LIQUID, APPARENTLY 2-3 DROPS IN ANYONE'S DRINK AND THERE SEXUAL DESIRE'S BECAME VERY HEIGHTENED, AND A SECOND DIFFERENT LIQUID THEY WOULDN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING THAT HAD HAPPENED TO THEM,
I THOUGHT THIS WAS COMPLETE CRAP, SO THE PERSON WHO INTRODUCED ME TO THESE 2 LIQUIDS ( DAVE) I CALLED OUT TO PROVE IT,
NOW DAVE HE HAD ALWAYS HAD A BIG CRUSH ON MY WIFE CLARE, HE SUGGESTED WE TRY ON HER,
I WASN'T HAVING ANY OF THAT, SO I SAID WHAT ABOUT YOUR WIFE,

SALLY WAS HER NAME 5'1" A SLIGHT LITTLE THING BIT OF A DUMB BLONDE, FLAT CHESTED BIG ASS, BLUE EYE'S, SHE HAD A REPUTATION SHE OF LOVING COCK AND PUSSY. AND IT WAS COMMON KNOWLEDGE THAT THE PAIR WAS INTO SWAPPING AND SWINGING, THEY COULD OFTEN BE FOUND IN SEX CLUB'S

RELUCTANTLY HE AGREED HIS WIFE SALLY WOULD BE THE GUINEPIG, A FEW GUY'S GOT TO HEAR WHAT WAS GOING ON INCLUDING THE BOSS WHO'S HOUSE MANSION WE WAS AT, I THOUGHT HE WOULD STOP ANYTHING HAPPENING, BUT TO MY SURPRISE HE, GAVE HIS APPROVAL,
AS THE NIGHT WENT ON THE MAIN BOSS HAD HIS DJ ANNOUNCE THAT ALL SENIOR MALE EXECUTIVES WAS REQUIRED IN HIS OFFICE,
IT WAS GETTING INTO LATE HOURS 11PM, A FEW OF THE WOMEN WIVES WAS IN THE OUTSIDE HEATED SWIMMING POOL SOME JUST SITTING CHATTING OTHERS HAD ALREADY RETIRED TO THERE BEDROOMS, SO WAS EASY FOR THE MEN TO SLIP AWAY, NONE OF THE WOMEN WIVES REALLY CARED,
DAVE HAD GIVEN HIS WIFE SALLY SOME OF HIS MAGIC SEX LIQUID, SHE WAS ON THE DANCE FLOOR GRINDING AND SHAKING HER STUFF,
SHE WAS PLAYING UP AGAINST SOME OF THE OTHER MEN,
DAVE GOT HER ANOTHER DRINK I SEEN HIM PUT A FEW DROPS OF THIS LIQUID IN HER DRINK HE USED AND EYE DROPPER THING, HE HANDED HER THE DRINK ENCOURAGED HER TO KNOCK IT BACK IN ONE, WHICH SHE DID, THEN HE GAVE HER ANOTHER NORMAL DRINK,
SHE CONTINUED TO DANCE, MORE SEXY TEASING AS IF SHE WAS GOING TO DO A STRIPTESS FOR EVERYONE,
I NOTICED NEARLY ALL THE WOMEN HAD GOT OUT THE POOL THE ONES CHATTING WAS LOOKING AT SALLY
DAVE AT THIS POINT WALKED SALLY OFF THE DANCE FLOOR SHE WAS VERY UNCERTAIN ON HER FEET, SO HE MADE HIS WAY ALONG A CORRIDORE JUST OUT OF SIGHT I SEEN HIM GO THROUGH A SLIDING DOOR INTO ANOTHER ROOM INSTED OF GOING UP THE FLIGHT OF STAIRS OR GETTING IN THE SMALL LIFT.
JUST AFTER HE HAD GONE THE BOSS'S DJ ASKED ALL THE EXECUTIVE GUY'S TO GO INTO HIS CONFERENCE ROOM, ALL THE WOMEN WAS OUT THE POOL AND ALL OUTSIDE LIGHTS WAS OFF THE REMAINDER THAT WAS LEFT WAS STILL CHATTING HAVING SOME PARTY FOODS AND DRINKING, A FEW HAD STARTED DANCING WITH EACH OTHER NOW SALLY HAD GONE,
MY WIFE CLARE HAD RETIRED EARLIER IN THE EVENING AS WE HAS A LONG JOURNEY THE FOLLOWING DAY SHE WAS DRIVING FIRST, WE WAS GOING TO VISIT HER PARENTS FOR A LONG WEEKEND AND THEY LIVED NEAR THE COAST DOVER WAY.

WELL ALL THE EXECUTIVE GUY'S 12 OF USE WENT THROUGH INTO THE BOSSES CONFERENCE ROOM, ONLY TO FIND WE WAS BEING SHOWN THROUGH A SECRET DOOR DOWN A CURCLING FLIGHT OF CONCRETE STAIR TO AN UNDER GROUND DUNGEON ROOM,
THERE WAS A SMALL BAR A STAGE WITH A POLE TO ONE SIDE, AND WHAT LOOKED LIKE A CURCULAR BED OR SOMETHING HANGING FROM THE CEILING, THERE WAS PLENTY OF SEATING AND A VERY SMALL 1 PERSON DJ BOOTH,
THE ROOM WAS SOUND PROOFED, ONCE ALL THE EXEC'S WAS IN THE ROOM, THE DOOR WAS CLOSED AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS ANS A MASSIVE SOLID DOOR LOOKED LIKE FROM MEDIEVIL TIMES,

WE ALL GOT DRINKS WAS CHATTING AMONGST OURSELVES,
I ONLY KNEW ONE OR TWO OF THE OTHER EXEC'S JOHN, MIKE, AND CRAIG, WHO DID THE SAME JOB AS ME, BUT ONLY CRAIG WHO WAS VERY SINGLE BI-SEXUAL GUY TRAVELLED LIKE ME.

MUSIC STARTED THE CURCULAR BED WAS LOWERED TO THE FLOOR WAS DRESSED WITH A RED SILK COVERING,
THEN DAVE LED HIS WIFE SALLY TO THE STAGE, THERE WAS A FEW WOOP'S AND WHISTLES THEN SALLY AND DAVE STARTED TO DANCE GRING INTO EACH OTHER, DAVE WAS SLOWLY UNDRESSING SALLY,
WHEN SHE WAS DOWN TO HER SEXY UNDERWEAR, SHE PUSHED HIM AWAY, AND TRIED USING THE POLE WAS ENTERTAINING TO WATCH HER, YOU COULD HEAR QUITELY SPOKEN TAKE THEM OFF, SOON HER BRA WAS THROWN TOWARDS THE GUY'S, EVEN THOUGH SALLY WAS BASICALLY FLAT CHESTED HER NIPPLES WAS VERY BIG AND POINTY, PUFFY AREOLAS,
SHE JIGGLED HER ASS BENT OVER PARTED HER ASS CHEEKS GENERALLY TEASED THE GUY'S IN THE ROOM ALL 15 THIS INCLUDED THE BOSS DAVE AND THE DJ,
SALLY LAY ON THE FLOOR GIRATING HER HIPS BONCING HER ASS UP AND DOWN THRUSTING HER PANTY COVERED PUSSY IN THE AIR, DAVE SLIPPED TO THE SIDE OF THE STAGE GRABBED SALLY'S ANKLES AND PULLED HER TOWARDS HIM, HER SLOWLY PEELED OFF HER PANTIES REVELING HER PUSSY A NICELY SHAVEN ONE LITTLE HAIR STRIP ON TOP ALL NICELY TUCKED IN AND PETITE LOOKING ONLY A SLIGHT SLIT, COULD CLEARLY SEE, THAT SHE INDULGED IN ANAL SEX, HE PUT HIS FACE ONTO HER PUSSY AS SHE MOANED SOFTLY SOME HOW SHE MONUVERED INTO A STANDING 69
DAVE CARRY WALKED HER TO THE CURCULAR BED LICKING HER PUSSY WHILE SHE SUCKED ON HIS AVERAGE 5- 6 INCH COCK, HE TURNED LOWERED HER ON TO THE BED,

BEFORE HE HAD LAYED HER DOWN FULLY THERE WAS HANDS ALL OVER HER BODY, SALLY WAS LOVING THIS GRABBING AT ANY COCK SHE COULD LAY HER HANDS ON, DAVE WAS LITERALLY MOVED ASIDE. AS GUY AFTER GUY FINGERED HER PUSSY AND ASS TWO GUYS SUCKED UPON HER PUFFY POINTY POKING UP NIPPLES, AND 3 COCKS WAS ABOVE AND BESIDES HER HEAD,

ME THE BOSS THE DJ AND DAVE STOOD BACK, I HAD MY COCK IN HAND BUT I HAD HAD A LITTLE TO MUCH TO DRINK AND HE WASN'T GETTING UP, THE DJ HAD A SMALL RECORDING DEVICE AND OBVIOUSLY WAS RECORDING FOR THE BOSS WHO WAS REALLY BUSY TUGGING MASTURBATING HIS TINY MICRO COCK, COULD JST SEE WHAT HE WAS DOING UNDER HIS GIGANTIC BEER BELLY,
DAVE TURNED TO ME SAID YOU SATISFIED NOW THAT THE LIQUID WORKS AS I TOLD YOU, OK YEAH I WAIT TILL THE MORNING SEE IF SALLY REMEMBERS BEFORE I COMMIT TO BUYING OFF YOU,

WE WATCHED FOR A GOOD HOUR, POOR SALLY WAS FUCKED IN HER MOUTH OVER AND OVER HER FACE AND THROAT WAS LAYERED IN MANY LOADS OF CUM, HER PUSSY WAS STRETCHED HAVING 2 COCKS IN IT A FEW TIMES HER ASS WAS RED AND PUCKERED AS ALL THE GUY'S HAD PLUNDERED IT AT LEAST 2X EACH, SHE WAS ENJOYING BEING GANBANGED DAVE WAS ALSO ENJOYING WATCHING HE DID JOIN IN ONCE OR TWICE BUT ONLY FUCKED HIS WIFE UP HER ASS, NONE OF THE GUY'S WAS PARTICULARY BIG, THE BIGGEST WAS ONLY 7-8 INCHES LONG TOPS BUT WAS A PENCIL THIN, THE ONE GUY HAD A STUMPY 5INCHER WAS NEARLY AS THICK AS LONG, THEY ALL FINISHED THRE BOSS AND DJ JOINED INTO BOUKAKEE HER, I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO DID NOTHING I ADMIT I WANTED TO BUT I HAD DRANK FAR TO MUCH AND NO MATTER HOW HARD I MASTURBATED IT WOULDN'T GET HARD,
I LEFT THEM TO FINISH OFF WHAT THEY WAS DOING, ON THE WAY OUT I WAS GIVEN ASKED TO TAKE A SMALL BLACK PLATIC FOLDER WITH ME,
THIS CONTAINED A LOAD OF REPRINTED GUMPH FROM PLANS TO RELOCATE AND RESTRUCTURE, A SUBSIDERY THAT THE COMPANY HAD BOUGHT AND ALL READY MERGED,
I GUESSED THE BOSS HAD ALREADY HAD PLANS FOR SOMETHING LIKE THIS TO HAPPEN, I HAD HEARD STORIES OF THE BOSSES PARTIES, THE WAS KIND OF LEGENDARY, BUT I NEVER KNEW THAT HE ORGANIZED FOR THE MALE EXEC'S TO BE GIVEN A SEX SHOW OR INDULGE IN SEXUAL ACTIVITIES.
I GOT BACK TO THE BEDROOM CLARE WAS WAITING FOR ME LAY NAKED UNDER THE BED COVER'S SHE ASKED WHAT THE MEETING WAS FOR, AND WAS CURIOUS AS TO WHY THE BOSS CALLED THE MEETING ESPECIALLY JUST FOR THE MALE EXEC'S AS MOST WAS 3 PARTS PISSED ANYWAY,
ALL I COULD DO WAS SHRUG MY SHOULDER AND SAY BEAT'S ME, OH THERE IS A FOLDER PACK THERE THATS FULL OF WHAT WAS DISGUSTED, I SAID I THINK HE WAS PISSED AS I HAD HAD A QUICK READ, NONE OF IT MADE ANY SENSE,
SHE PULLED ME TOWARDS HER SNIFFED MY CROUTCH UNDID MY TROUSERS LETTING THEN FALL ON TO THE FLOOR, SHE GRABBED MY COCK THROUGH MY BOXER PANT'S SAID I HOPE HE HASN'T BEEN FOR A DIP.
SHE TOOK MY COCK OUT MY PANTS HELD HIM SNIFFED HIM CUPPED MY BALLS HAD A QUICK LICK AND SUCK,
PATTED MY ASS SAID GOOD BOY I THOUGHT ALL YOU GUY'S HAD BEEN FUCKING, IVE HEARD ABOUT THE BOSS'S PARTIES,
I THOUGHT YOU LOT MIGHT HAVE BEEN TACKING ADVANTAGE OF THAT DAVE'S WIFE WHAT'S HER NAME ???

FUNY ENOUGH MY COCK STARTED TO RISE SEMI HARD I CLIMBED NAKED UP BEHIND MY WIFE SHE TEASED ME PUT ME BETWEN HER ASS CHEEKS AND SLID UP AND DOWN ON MY COCK, SHE LIFTED HER LEG SLIGHTLY TOOK MY COCK AND GUIDED ME TOWARDS HER ASSHOLE, SLOWLY VERY SLOWLY PUT IT IN ME,
NOW CLARE NEVER LET ME FUCK HER ASS UNLESS WAS MY BIRTHDAY OR OTHER SPECIAL OCCASION,
I NEVER COMPLAINED AS I SLOWLY SLIPIN MOVING VERY SLOWLY IN AND OUT BUILDING UP A NICE RHYTHM, CLARE MOVED WITH ME SHE PUT HER HANDS BEHIND ME PULLING ME IN DEEPER, HER PAINED MOANS TURNED INTO PLEASURED MOANS, OUT THE BLUE SHE WHISPERED NOW GO FOR IT TEAR MY ASS APART I WANT IF HARD AND DEEP, I WANT YOUR CUM DEEP IN MY ASS, FOR THE NEXT HOWEVER LONG I POUNDED DEEP AND HARD EVERY DEEP IN THRUST CLARE GASPED THEN LET OUT A SIGH OF RELEIF, I CAME SO DEEP CLARE ORGASMED OVER AND OVER,
AFTER I CAME SHE RAN IN A WEIRD FUNNY WAY TO THE TOILET, I COULD HEAR HER TRYING TO PUSH MY COME OUT SQUEALING OH FUCK OH FUCK, MY ASS YOU TURNED IT INSIDEOUT, BASTARD BASTARD BASTARD,
WHEN SHE FINALLY CAME BACK SHE LAY FACE DOWN HANDED ME A TUBE OF CREAM SAID PLEASE BE GENTLE CAN YOU PUT SOME ON MY ASS HOLE, CAREFUL ITS REALLY SORE,
I KNELT ON THE BED BEHIND HER TOLD HER TO PUSH HER ASS UP AND PULL HER CHEEKS APART, I LOOKED AT HER OMG I HAD TURNED HER ASSHOLE ROSE INSIDE OUT I WAS LOOKING AT A BABOONS ASS I PUT A LITTLE CREAM ON TWO FINGERS AND GENTLY APLIED THE CREAM, EVERY TOUCH SHE WHINCED, CAREFULL CAREFULL SHE SAID, AS I PUT MORE CREAM ON AND PUSHED MY FINGERS INSIDE HER ASSHOLE COULD SEE VERY THIN SPLITS IN HER ASS OPENING,
WE FEEL ASLEEP AFTER A BIG CUDDLE UP AND SNOGG.

NEXT MORNING I WAS ABSOLUTELY FUCKED SO TIRED, ONLY 5 HOURS MAX SLEEP, CLARE WALKED BY MY SIDE TO GET BREAKFAST, WAS ALL LAID OUT READY IN THE CONFERENCE ROOM, CERIALS TOAST, BOILED EGGS COLD MEATS AND VARIOUS CHEESE'S 2-3 DIFFERENT BREADS AND ROLLS FRESH JUICES, TEA COFFEE, EVEN HOT CHOCOLATE, AND A TRADITIONAL ENGLISH BREAKFAST,
AT THE TABLE WE WAS SEATED, NAME PLACEMENTS HAHAHAHA, WE WAS PLACED RITE BY DAVE AND SALLY, ALL SALLY SAID WAS BOY DID I GET DRUNK LAST NIGHT MY HEADS STILL SPINNING, THERE WAS A VERY SMALL HANDLED PAPER GOODIE BAG, HAD ALSORTS OF SILLY THINGS IN IT JOKE TYPE STUFF AND 2 ENVELOPE'S,

WE HAD BREAKFAST RETURNED TO OUR ROOM SHOWERED AND PACKED OUR OVERNIGHT BAG THEN SAID OUR GOOD BYE, I HAD A QUICK WORD WITH DAVE AND HE SLIPPED ME TWO BOTTLES LABELED (1 SEX 2 WRT) (WONT REMEMBER A THING - WRT) GIVE ME £25 FOR BOTH BOTTLES WHEN YOU HAVE HAD A CHANCE TRY THEM OUT, REMEMBER NO MORE THAN 3 DROPS 4 MAX OF SEX AND 2-3 MAX OF WRT,
BE A MATE RECORD THE RESULTS FOR ME,

THEN SET OFF FOR OUR LONG WEEKEND AT CLARES PARENTS,
CLARE DROVE THE FIRST STINT, WAS FUNNY EVERY BUMP IN THE ROAD SHE GRIMISTED
SHE SAID HER ASSHOLE WAS KISSING THE SEAT, WAS SO SORE, SHE SAID YOUR COCK HAS GOT THICKER AND LONGER, YOU TORN ME UP . ALL I COULD DO WAS SAY SORRY THROUGH MY SMILE,
CLARE SAIS YOU CAN LAUGH ONE DAY IM GOING TO FUCK YOUR ASS THEN LETS SEE YOU SMILE BASTARD, GIVING A LITTLE CHUCKLE.

WE STOPPED AT A LOCAL GARAGE WHILE CLARE REFUELED I POPPED IN I NOTICED A CHILDS BLOW UP RUBBER RING, WHICH I PURCHASED BLEW UP AND STUCK IT ON THE DRIVER SEAT THOUGHT IT WOULD HELP CLARES ASS, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

COMING SOON !!!!!!!
CLARE TRAVELLING WITH ME, (PART2)
HAVE I GOT A MISTRESS OUR HIRING HOOKERS AS RUMOUR SAY'S

Cheryl and me

Cheryl and me were both 24. I worked in the women's department at Kohls and had limited opportunity to meet male shoppers or mix with men who worked there. Cheryl worked at a big box store where there were more male shoppers. Many of the men she worked with were either single or divorced. Her cell was always ringing with guys she had known and fucked in the past or guys who wanted to see her. She tried to be more cautious with men she worked with to avoid a reputation at work. I considered myself more attractive and sexier than her; but, I was jealous that she got more attention. I was thinking that being more of a slut had its advantages.

Cheryl's manager at work was encouraging her to pursue a supervisor role, which required her to take a six-month training course. The course was at the store for a few hours a week during her regular work hours. Cheryl was happy to do that as a supervisor was paid a couple dollars more per hour. The manager in charge of training took an interest in Cheryl and would visit her work location frequently to chat with her. He was a black man with a deep voice which commanded her respect and attention. About mid-way through her course, he began calling her at home to chat. She said he often made sexual references and innuendos and complements of her work and training progress. After a few such calls, he invited her for a drink after work. Cheryl had never dated a black man; but, didn't want to offend him or risk losing his support; so she agreed. They ended up having several drinks; and, she had a good time. That became a regular meeting after work once a week. Then, one day he called her, saying that he was in the neighborhood, and asked if he could stop by. She agreed and gave me a heads-up so I wouldn't be surprised.

Cheryl was in the bathroom when he arrived so I answered the door. He appeared to be 40-ish, was tall, maybe 6'4" and had an average build for his height. I asked if he was Steven; and, he confirmed with his booming voice. I introduced myself as Becca, Cheryl's roommate and invited him in. I was only wearing jeans and a sweatshirt; but, he appeared to be impressed with my appearance and was checking out my ass and boobs, which my sweatshirt hung over. Cheryl came out of the bathroom and offered him a beer. I was planning on going to my room; but, Cheryl invited me to have a beer with them. Steven had a pleasant personality and we joked and laughed about many things that had nothing to do with their work. He complemented us saying that we were undiscovered gems who deserved to have men lined up at our door. There were some sexual innuendos as well. I caught him checking out my boobs from time to time and smiled when he caught my eye. He stayed for about an hour and put his arm around Cheryl's waist when she walked him to the door.

A couple weeks later, he came home with her after their after-work drink. She texted me that they were coming; but, my cell was charging in my bedroom and I didn't see the text before they arrived. I was wearing loose shorts and a tee without a bra and watching tv when they walked in. His eyes went directly to my boobs as he said hello. Cheryl wears a C cup but mine are a full D. Cheryl got him a beer. I considered going to my bedroom and gave Cheryl a look which questioned if she wanted to be left alone. She shook her head so I got up and went to the kitchen for a beer. As i passed a mirror, I could see that my nipples showed through my tee causing an almost obscene appearance. I knew Steven was enjoying the view so, instead of covering them with a sweatshirt, I decided to enjoy his stares. He was joking again and we were laughing as usual, even when his jokes had sexual content. He again complemented us, saying that we spent too much time at home, and invited us to a party at his friend's house the following weekend. Usually, we have dates on the weekend; but, we had not made any plans for the weekend he mentioned. Cheryl paused and said she had an indefinite invitation and asked if she could let him know in a couple days. When he left, he put his arm around her with his hand slightly below her waist on the way to the door. Afterwards, we talked about if we should go and if it would damage her relationship with Steven if we declined. I didn't want to go. Cheryl thought she should go because there would be other people from work, but she didn't want to go alone. So, I conceded to help her out.

Steven drove us to the party that night, which was in a respectable neighborhood with large older homes that had been built originally for auto company executives who later moved to the suburbs. Since that time, the neighborhood had become mixed as inner-city residents spread outwards. The street in front was lined with cars and we parked several houses away. In side, there were 20 or more people: two white couples, three mixed couples with a black male, and three all black couples. There were also about five single men who were in their 40s. There was rap music booming in the background while the guests spoke and laughed equally loud. All of my party dresses show cleavage and required a shelf or half-bra, which lets my boobs jiggle when I walk. The hem was mid-thigh and I wore heels. Steven introduced us to the host and they introduced us to the single men and some of the others. Cheryl whispered to me that no one else from her store was there. The host offered us our choice of drink from a tray of various colored cocktails. There were a variety of martinis, cosmos, and drinks that were sweet but strong. Everyone was mingling and having a fun time. I enjoyed the looks and stares I was getting and Steven was high-fiving some of the men. The single men mostly mingled with us and kept us laughing and supplied with fresh cocktails that went down way too easily. As the night progressed, the couples congregated in the large living room and us singles gathered in the nearby dining room, where there was a tray of snacks. My initial nervousness with my black surroundings gradually melted and I was enjoying myself and all the male attention. Liquor was my downfall in college and always eroded my inhibitions. I laughed a little too hard at a joke, snagged a heel on the carpeting and started to fall. Strong hands grabbed me and held me upright, then lingered around my waist to steady me. I was feeling the cocktails; but, I didn't feel drunk. I spilled my drink as I fell and they brought me another. We were standing closer together now and the men communicated by touching my arms and waist to keep my attention as we talked. Around 11 o'clock, some of the couples were leaving. Cheryl and I were definitely feeling the alcohol and laughing at almost everything. The host came by with another tray of cocktails and different color pills. Steven told Cheryl to open wide and popped a pill in her mouth. She washed it down with a gulp of her drink. A man next to me pressed a pill to my lips and I thought "oh shit", but did the same as Cheryl.

It wasn't long before I felt hot and unsteady and put my hand on the shoulder of the man next to me and leaned against him for support. His arm went around my waist and his hand groped my ass. He pulled me against him and planted a kiss with fat lips. I held on and didn't resist. The others were blocking the view from the other room. Then there was another kiss and a tongue forcing its way into my mouth while another hand was squeezing my boob. I wasn't thinking or couldn't think. I knew what was happening but I didn't have the will power to resist. They walked me to a room in the back of the house, which had a couch and a large stuffed chair. Hands lifted the hem of my dress and rubbed my pussy. Lips sucked on mine and tongued my mouth. The zipper on my dress was lowered and my dress was pulled over my head and off. My bra followed and hands grabbed at my boobs. The arms holding me up let me sink to my knees and a black cock began rubbing across my face. My mouth was already partly open and the cock pushed inside. It pushed until I gagged, pulled out then in again. Hands were inside my thong on my bare pussy fingering it and my ass. Voices were unclear and distant. There were flashing lights. My thong was pulled down and off my legs as the cock fucked my face.

Someone picked me up and laid me over the arm of the chair. Fat lips slurped on my pussy and I felt a hot tongue inside me. Another cock entered my mouth. Then, there was a cock in my pussy which kept going deeper and deeper. It felt like I was being skewered by a telephone pole. Then it pulled out and slammed all the way back into me, repetitively. The hand that belonged to the cock in my mouth was squeezing my throat making it hard to breath. I felt the cock in my pussy grow bigger and its strokes became shorter. My senses took over and consumed me giving me an explosive orgasm, which left me trembling. Apparently, that excited the cock in my mouth and it filled my mouth and throat with cum. The cum flowed to the back of my throat causing me to choke and swallow it down. The cock in my pussy erupted also filling me with cum. I was gasping for air as the cock pulled out of my pussy and my pussy felt strangely empty. Then, I was deposited on top of another man lying on the couch, who filled my gaping pussy with his cock. Hands slapped at my ass and hips encouraging me to bounce and fuck the man. More hands were mauling my boobs, squeezing hard and pulling on my nipples. I felt another sensation as a large finger penetrated my ass. Then two fingers. I heard a voice say "don't split her open, lube it with cum from her pussy". The fingers resumed sawing in and out. I saw flashing lights and someone said take this and pushed a pill into my mouth. I swallowed it without thinking. Then I was pulled down on top of the man beneath me and I felt a cock squeezing its way into my ass. I had never had anal sex before and I felt a dull pain as it entered me. Apparently, the alcohol and pill relaxed me and made it less painful. I was completely stuffed with cock and a strange feeling of pleasure swept over me that I didn't want to end. Another orgasm ripped through me leaving me trembling and babbling. It was followed by another as they kept fucking my holes. Then another cock was pushed into my mouth. The cock in my ass came first, followed by the one in my pussy, then the one in my mouth. The feeling of their orgasms took me over the edge and my last orgasm caused me to pass out.

Days later, Cheryl told me that she was upstairs in a bedroom with Steven and another man. When the pill wore off, she asked Steven to take her home and asked where I was. Steven told her that I wasn't ready to leave; but, she insisted on seeing me. He took her the the room in back and opened the door. She said I was bouncing up and down on someone's cock and mumbling how good it felt. So, Steven drove her home and said he would bring me later. Steven went back to the party and joined the men gang-banging my 24 year old white body.

When I regained consciousness, a heavy man was smothering me with his body as he fucked my pussy. His belly slapped against mine as he plowed into me. He was sweating and short of breath as he shot his load into me. It was a good thing I was on birth control because they were all fucking me bareback. The next man pushed my legs up and back and squeezed into my ass. I felt some initial pain as his cock popped through my anal ring but the pain faded quickly. I don't know how many times they had fucked my ass. I did orgasm before he finished. I remember Steven pulling me up then, taking me to the bathroom, and giving me something to drink. The men were apparently getting tired and wanted me to ride on top of them. They also got rougher and slapped my ass and boobs more, squeezed my throat and called me names as they forced me to fuck them more aggressively. I was their fuck toy to use as long as possible. I was required to lick their cocks clean after each fucking, then I was passed to the next man to be fucked or suck his cock until he was hard enough to fuck me.

It was mid-day when I awoke. My pussy and ass were burning and my abdomen was cramping from all the orgasm they had given me. Steven helped me get dressed and told me how hot I was and what a great time everyone had. He drove me home and I went directly to bed.

Perfectly executed blow job!

A night when my teen daughter fisted my executive ass.

Ex coworker my wife and I kept in touch with. Recently divorced from a real asshole. Dyed her hair bright red.  Tight clothes. Literally 40's and looking to get fucked. Doesn't want college meat. Doesn't want to roll the dice on apps or std's or risk a relationship. She tells my wife she wants me to be her bull. We're not open. She probably should have asked that but she's horny. She's willing to fly in. Pick a fantasy she just wants to get laid. We're both fixed so I can blow it anywhere. Good plan, horrible execution. I hand my wife my phone. No contacts, no asking, no secrets. Wife thinks it over, decides yes... couple rules... no photos, no attachments, no threesome. She had a couple other request.

Lady flies in. We meet at hotel. She tries to be dominant. I get her in a collar, then make her click on her leash. That look of defeat almost made me blow a nut in my shorts. Decent head game. Not as good as my wife but she's trying. I reach down to finger a bit just to get her into it. I remember the request from the wife. She knows it's coming but I don't warn her. She's expecting to taste it but I pulled out and painted her face. Cum splashes across her nose, some on her forehead, some on her chin, some in that red hair. She assumed I'd let her clean up. Instead I pick her up, put her on the bed, and pretzel her. I'm trying to get her knees to her head as I just fucking pound her, cum still dripping down her face. She's moaning, sobbing, crying, clearly no one has even done this. I gently tug on her leash and tell her to cum. She fucking lost it. Squirted, total flood, still moaning, still crying, cum still in her hair. So I bury it and blow it deep. I handed her something to wipe her face. It took her a minute to realize it was her panties. She gave me that defeated look again and I laughed, called her my personal fuck toy.

I handed her my phone, told her to call my wife. They talk. My wife congratulates her on being a newly baptized whore. Collar, leash, cum on her face and deep inside her... There's that defeated look again. My wife knows my turn-ons.  Round 2 I'm cumming in her ass!

I have three days while the wife is away, and I’m looking for witnesses while I push some extreme limits on a solo show that you will get to control if you want, warning illicit substances be involved. 12/20-12/22. 

attractive financial executive, willing to make it interactive as you see necessary

Hey,
I am looking for a skinny submissive girl, who wants to be dominated online via toe. I will send you daily tasks and you send me videos or photos when the tasks are executed. It will be anonymous and you dont have to show your face. Message me if you are interested.

We need more Xenia Onatopp parodies. Kissing, the stealing of the breath, squeezing, and execution during sex. Executrix. Seduction. Venus flytraps.

This really and honestly happen! My wife's mother comes over and wants to use the pool and she ask where is my wife. I told her you know she went to Toronto on business and will be back Saturday night. Well she proceeds to the pool house and leaves the the blinds up and starts to undress. I know she sees me looking. This woman is 71 and looks like she is in her 40's. She is beautiful! She walks out of the pool house naked and says you don't mind if I just enjoy the pool like this. I said hell no! About a hour later she comes in the house still naked and ask me if I had any beer I go to the fridge and hand her one. She reaches out and grabs my cock and says omg now I know why my daughter married you. I kinda didn't know what to say! She pulls my shorts down and proceeds to suck my cock, running her tongue all over my shaft and head and I let out a oh my god and just filled her mouth and I mean I cummed a bucket full! She stands up grabs my hand lays on the couch spreads her legs and says my turn and I licked that pussy like I was being executed! She cums all over my face and grabs my cock to see if I am hard and says now fuck me like you fuck my daughter! I bend her over and spread that ass and rub my cock on her asshole she says damn you know what mommy likes and after she said that I slid my cock balls deep into that asshole I fucked her for over a half hour in that asshole she came like a volcano several times it just rolled down her legs and I just let out this grunt and started cumming and she just slammed that as up and down my cock. She gets up to go to the bathroom and there is just cum running out of her asshole. She comes back and say well I will be walking funny later. She sits next to me on the couch takes my cock and proceeds to suck it clean and I get hard again she mounts me my cock slides balls deep in that pussy we fuck for awhile and I can feel my cock ready to explode she knows I am going to cum and she says fill mommy baby fill that pussy and starts to cum and I feel it running all down my cock and I just let loose and she is screaming my daughter is lucky girl. She lays back on the couch and I can see my cum just oozing out and I tell she is one hell of a fuck she says baby we are not done yet mommy really wants to go again well after resting for awhile she shes let mommy get the cock ready and starts jerking me off and licking my head and get her on all fours and ask her where do want it she says let mommy feel that cock gaping my asshole again but cum in mommy's pussy baby! Well now she wants to fuck all the time!

michelle amezcua , awesome chick. beatiful tits - breast inplantes/ well executed tummy tuck. tattoo to cover scar lines

I confess that i think about scenarios ways i would where i would and all above about fucking 80% of the female's i know meet and see no matter race age aperance or size i feel the vibe is mutual most the time but never seem execute it i think because of the chance of rejection need to boost somehow or way suggestions appreciated

What do you think of this slutty 46 year old corporate executive taking a hot load?

Story: Arena of Death

Warning: Contains Snuff and Violence!

Sophie heared her own heart beat as she looked through the scope of her sniper rifle. She tried to calm down, but the 20 minute foot walk up the steep hills got her blood pumping, even though her 18 year old body was in very good shape. Maybe it was the adrenaline that kept her pulse up. Sophie tried not to think about the fact, that there was a high risk that she wouldn’t survive this part of the tournament. Yesterday she was lucky to escape death at the very last second. Today she might be not so fortunate. The other team might have learned from yesterday’s mistakes. This time they will try to eliminate the opponent’s snipers as soon as possible. Which meant nothing else than eliminating HER!

It would have been naive to think they would simply shoot her quickly and painlessly. Sophia was one of the players who was casted for her fantastic looks. The viewers at home watched this show because they wanted to see some good old violent sex and erotic torture prior to a kill. Sophie would make the perfect victim for such a scene… with her athletic body, her firm breasts, her sexy long legs and her angel-like face, she would have the viewer’s attention during a nasty rape orgy to the death.

Sophie had been fantasizing about getting raped and murdered ever since she found her uncle’s snuff porn collection, when she was a little girl. Today might be the day when her brutal fantasies might become real… the thought of getting raped and tortured to death sent a shiver across her spine and made her nipples hard.

She thought about all the contestants that were killed during yesterday’s round in this perverted tournament. “Arena of Death” was THE number one live TV show right now. Everyone was watching it, though some people had a hard time admitting, that they enjoyed watching a televised gladiator fight to the death. The idea wasn’t new. Even in ancient Rome, sadistic fights to the death were organized to entertain the crowds. This was just a modern version of this ancient form of “entertainment”. Since the organizers were competing with many similar TV and live shows, they had to take it to the max. During each round of the tournament, a total of 400 contestants were fighting against each other in two teams: Team White and Team Black. Each team consisted of 100 male and 100 female “gladiators”. The fight took place in Arizona in a large valley, surrounded by a couple of hills. Each round lasted for 120 minutes. There was basically no other rule than: kill or get killed. The surviving contestants got a 5-figure prize money. Some were in it for the money… some contestants were convicted criminals, who had nothing to lose since they were sentenced to death anyway. And some were in simply for the thrill. Sophie had applied for the “Arena of Death” in order to convert her life long prison sentence, that would have started last week on her 18th birthday. It was her addiction to violent porn that got her in trouble in the first place. When she was 15, she was caught paying for a darknet snuff live stream. She will never forget the moment, when the SWAT team raided her house as she was masturbating in front of her laptop to the live stream where a couple of girls were abused to the death; partly financed with Sophie’s money. Serving her sentence by taking part in “Arena of Death” was kind of ironic since this show was not much different than a live snuff show.

So, here she was, assembling her high precision sniper rifle on the top of the little hill, where she had a perfect view over the entire valley. As a member of “Team Black” she wore her dark “uniform”, which consisted of black army boots, a black slip which was barely covered by a black mini skirt and a dark sports bra. Her blonde hair was a nice contrast to the dark outfit. She really looked extremely sexy and hot… no wonder the casting agents accepted her application right away. Well not right away of course… like all the other female “applicunts” as they liked to call them, had to spread their sexy legs on various casting couches for a couple of really rough casting sessions. But Sophie never had a problem with being used as a helpless sex toy… she actually got off multiple times during the brutal casting orgies. She even dated one of the casting agents and went with him to one of the public execution shows, where they impale a couple of death row girls “dolcett style” in front of a live audience. Sophie loved it, when her date channeled his sexual aggression and used her as a helpless piece of fuck meat, while one girl after the other got the metal spit up her cunt on the stage in front of them.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the signal, that would announce the start of the game. The next two hours would decide if she would end up getting raped and tortured to death for the entertainment of millions of viewers, or if she would make it… avoiding her jail sentence and leaving this tournament with a pile of cash.

Sophie knew that the first 30 minutes of the “game” would be crucial. She had to shoot as many opponent “players” in order to give her Team an advantage. She scanned the valley with the scope of her rifle… but so far none of the players were leaving their hiding spots. Then she discovered a group of 6 male players from her own team, about 500 feet away. When she zoomed out she suddenly saw a bush moving behind her team. Three girls from Team White were slowly sneaking up on her fellow team mates from behind. Sophie tried to get a clear shot at the girl in the middle. The adrenaline was pumping through her veins… she couldn’t afford to miss… from what she could tell the girls were in their early 20s… maybe even younger. The thought of ending a young girl’s live just like that excited her. Only one move of her finger and someone’s daughter would be history… having the power to end a girl’s live had an extremely arousing effect on Sophie. She could feel her nipples getting hard, and her clit swelling up… There was no time to waste… the girls almost reached her fellow team mates…. with a trembling index finger, she pulled the trigger! Sophie could hear the girl screaming as the bullet hit her left arm… Damn! She was aiming for the head but the girl must have moved in the very last second. But the screams were enough to warn her 6 team mates… they immediately ran towards the 3 surprised young women and forced them at gunpoint to drop their weapons. Sophie was relieved when she saw, that the guys had the situation under control. She could have continued looking for other targets, but she was curious what the men would do with the overpowered women. She watched the scene unfolding through her field glasses. Now that she got a good look at the girls she realized how attractive and young they were. Of course they were wearing the same sexy “uniforms”, only that their mini skirts and bras were white instead of black. Initially she estimated them to be in their early 20s but now that she got a better look at them she wasn’t even sure if they were 18. It wouldn’t have been the first time, that underage “applicunts” made it into the show with fake IDs. The casting agents didn’t really care as long the girls looked hot and were experienced enough to give good blow jobs.

The 6 men in their late 20s did, what most men would have done in this situation. They forced the 3 girls to get rid of their sports bras and mini skirts. The teen girls complied immediately… In fact the pretty brunette obviously tried to save her life by offering sex to the men. She played with her firm breasts and pulled down her slip to give the guys a peek at her shaved teenage pussy. It was obvious, that the men didn’t respond in the way this little bitch hoped. They humiliated her, by laughing at her poor attempt to fuck herself out of this situation. The guys didn’t have any time to waste, so instead of listening to the girl’s pathetic pleads to let them live, three of them forced the teenies to blow their hard cocks on all fours while the other 3 men would play with their exposed pussies. One guy enjoyed pressing the blade of his army knife against her thighs… slowly moving the blade up to her crotch, pushing her slip to the side and sliding the dull side of the blade between her pussy lips. The little blond one was being fucked in her ass with the muzzle of gun. And the girl who got shot in the arm had her shaved cunt roughed up by the large fingers of the guy standing behind her. When he was done pulling her cunt lips violently apart, fingering her with four fingers at once and giving her a couple of strong slaps on her clit, he finally pushed his hard cock deep inside her tight teen cunt. The other guys followed his lead and a violent rape orgy emerged in front of Sophie’s eyes. Watching those 3 petite teen sluts getting roughed up, chocked, beaten, kicked, raped and abused was a real turn on for Sophie and she couldn’t resist taking care of her own itching pussy. With each second the ultra brutal gang rape became more and more violent. This wasn’t a fucking BDSM fuck… there was no point in being careful not to inflict permanent injuries… there was no fucking “safe word”… this was a DEATH FUCK! The real violence started, once the men shot their hot semen inside or onto the helpless fuck meat. Now it was time to figure out, what other objects could be used to penetrate 3 helpless teenage vaginas… After violating the girls’ exposed sex organs with various oversized or sharp objects, it was time to finish the girls off. Sophie almost climaxed when she saw one of the guys approaching the little blonde one with a signal rocket. While three other men held her down and pulled her legs apart, he positioned the lower side of the rocket towards her abused crotch. The remaining two guys forced the other two girls at gunpoint to take turns burning each other’s clits with a cigarette lighter. After a terrifying countdown he ignited the signal rocket right in front of the poor little blonde’s teen pussy… the more than 1000 degree hot magnesium flame completely burned the girls crotch including her pussy lips and clit. Then he pushed the burning rocket inside her little fuck hole and enjoyed her screams. At this point Sophie had two ultra intense orgasms in a row. As she slowly recovered from her last climax she saw the two remaining girls having their sex organs completely destroyed with a couple of close shotgun shots right between their legs. Sophie had the honour of taking the girls out of their misery with three precise sniper shots to their heads.

Sophie realised that she spent way to much time watching the brutal termination of the three unfortunate girls. Using the field glasses she searched for her next targets. She saw several almost identical scenes, in which male players lived out their violent sex and snuff fantasies on unfortunate female opponents. After all that’s what most viewers wanted to see when they tuned in to “Arena of Death”.

But her job wasn’t to enjoy the “show” but to help her team win this inhumane competition. So she tried her best to support her team by taking out opponents before they could harm her fellow team players. For example, she managed to save a couple of girls of her own team before the Team White players were able to ignite the dynamite sticks in their asses. But there was nothing she could do for the three female Team Black players that were just starting to slide down on wooden impalement poles in their destroyed vaginas. All she could do for them was a quick shot to their heads to take them out of their misery.

Sophie really had fun shooting 8 male Team White players that were just engaging in a ultra brutal gang rape of a couple of fellow Team Black girls. Those idiots didn’t even try to run for cover, when Sophie popped the head of the first guy. Apparently the remaining 7 men were so occupied with gang raping the Team Black girls, that nothing could stop them. Sophie enjoyed shooting two guys who were just wanking their cocks. The second guy even climaxed and shot his semen over the girls face right after Sophie’s bullet hit him in his stomache. When he tumbled to the ground, Sophie couldn’t resist to shoot him again… right into his balls!

Only a minute later, Sophie was surprised to see how sadistic a couple of Team White bitches were treating a bunch of fellow male Team Black players. The 4 men where bound to the ground, stripped naked while 7 young sluts teased the guys by massaging and licking their cocks. Sophie had heard about those sadistic games, in which the young woman threatened to torture and kill the guys if they should get an involuntary erection. It’s a cruel game since it’s almost impossible to avoid getting a hardon when a hot 19year old knows how to treat your cock right. In the next step the girls basically rape the guys by riding their involuntary aroused cocks while pointing a gun at them. In some cases, they threaten to kill the guy the second he cums. In other cases they ride his hard cock and threaten to kill him, as soon as he can’t keep it up. Sophie enjoyed shooting the horny bitches right during or even shortly before getting off. Even after she popped the first two girls, some of the remaining sluts kept pleasuring themselves. It was almost as if those horny cunts were turned on by the fact that a sniper was aiming at them… One brunette girl in her mid-twenties even kept rubbing her clit after Sophie popped a bullet in her knee. Being so eager to climax, Sophie granted her a very last orgasm, before shooting her right in her twitching fuck hole.

The longer the sexual slaughtering between the two teams went on, the more Sophie enjoyed the spectacle from her comfortable position. So far, none of the Team White players had found her hiding spot. She started to think that she might actually make it, and that she could as well enjoy the “show”. She took turns shooting Team White members and pleasuring herself violently to countless orgasms. In order to cum again she needed an even more intense kick… that’s why she didn’t even bother any more trying to support her team…. For example she could have easily saved four of her fellow female team mates from having their cunts whipped, but she preferred watching the pretty girls having their crotches whipped to pulp with heavy barbed steel chains. And watching those 6 other fellow team members getting forced to play “Russian Pussy Roulette” with a loaded revolver was such a turn on, that she decided to wait until the first unfortunate girl would hit a chamber with a bullet and blow her own crotch up.

Only 25 minutes left until the end of the game. And so far nobody even came near Sophie’s hiding spot. Completely exhausted from the 1,5 hour killing- and masturbation orgy, Sophie rested in the grass… completely naked and not very ladylike with obscenely opened legs. She enjoyed the sunrays drying her pussy juices on her red and sore cunt lips and clit. The distant screams and the gun shots from the valley started to sound like an ambient and soothing sound. As Sophie closed her eyes, pictures from the various fights and death tortures popped up in her brain. Her mind tried to process the vast amount of violence, pain, sex and death that she witnessed over the last 90 minutes. It was like her brain tried to compile a “best-of-video” of the most erotic and exciting scenes. And once again her young und obviously unsatisfiable body reacted in the way it always reacted to this kind of mental stimulation. She felt that tingling sensation between her legs, as the blood rushed once again into her 18-year-old sex organ… Her sore clit burned and she felt a little pain as she carefully pressed her fingers against it. The harder she pressed, the more pain she felt. She thought of all the girls that had to endure the ultimate pain of the total destruction of their female body parts. She asked herself: How does it feel getting your cunt lips torn violently apart… There was only one way to find out… it felt so intense as she squeezed her sore pussy lips between her fingers and started to pull them apart… the pain felt exhilarating… she squeezed her cunt lips as hard as she could and pulled them out as far as they would go… the pain felt so fucking good!

She was close to another painful orgasm, as she suddenly heard something. When she opened her eyes, she stared into the muzzles of 3 male Team White players. They had finally found her… Only 18 more minutes and she would have made it. Sophie felt the panic rising inside of her. The adrenaline shot through her veins and she was completely frozen in shock and panic. She didn’t even try to cover up her obscenely spread pussy… The three muscular men in their late 20s obviously were surprised to see this 18 year old gorgeous innocent looking cutie, lying next to her rifle, slip and miniskirt, furiously masturbating her red and sore teenage pussy. There was no point in telling her to strip naked and spread her legs, like they did with the last 7 female players, they caught. It looked like this horny bitch was just waiting for them. They didn’t waste much time… meanwhile they were a rehearsed team: two guys held her down and pulled her legs apart, while the third guy would get to “play” with her… and even though he obviously had some “play time” already today, his cock was rock hard. Taking tons of Viagra before playing “Arena of Death” was a given. Now it was time to make use of the constantly erect cocks… The three men took turns raping Sophie’s petite body over and over again. Unfortunately they had only 17 minutes left to play with her, until this round of the game was over. They tried to make the most of it… penetrating her in every imaginable way in the most violent ways possible. In the beginning Sophie was terrified and the thought of being about to get killed kept her from enjoying the rough fuck. But after 10 minutes of violent penetration her body reacted in the only way possible: She gave in to the brutal treatment… eager to spread her legs, open her mouth, pulling apart her ass cheeks in order to receive the ultra violent penetration and insemination that would give her another couple of painful orgasms.

In the minute before the end of the game, two of the men bound her legs backwards to her arms. Then they lifted her up, while the third man was holding her sniper rifle upright on the ground. As she saw the upright rifle beneath her open legs, she knew it was time to die now. Slowly the lowered her over the tip of the muzzle and inserted it between her cum dripping pussy lips… then they slowly lowered her down so that the rifle would impale her abused vagina. The pain as the tip of the muzzle crushed through her cervix was breath taking… she couldn’t even scream… They played with her body by moving her up and down…. practically fucking her on the upright rifle… and only 10 seconds before the end of the game the guy holding the rifle pulled the trigger… The bullets tearing through Sophies body and exiting through her beck didn’t kill her instantly…. He had to fire 8 more painful shots until everything went black around her…

The END

Sculpting An Ice Queen
Assistant District Attorney Alexandra Cabbot sat at the bar in a sports bar named Brad's with a distinct Bradley Cooper theme. She had read an article about the place and thought it was perfect to hunt for a man. It wasn't one of her local haunts, or a place she frequents with coworkers; rather no one here knew her reputation as the ice queen. In college she was so focused determined to become a lawyer who put the scumbags away, she missed out on all the debauchery common to college students. And work kept her very busy, so busy that she was 34 years old when words like, "When are you going to take time out to build a family?" began to take effect. Sure she dated whenever she could, and was by no means any virgin, but her last relationship last three months and that was back when she was 32.
Now she was one month past 40, sitting in what had become a gay bar since the end of football season, remembering the girl’s night out she had last month with coworkers.
First Det. Amanda Rollins, the newest officer assigned to the special victims unit. She's a natural blonde originally from Georgia with a mouth that shoots just as straight as her gun.
Second was Dr. Melinda Warner,the medical examiner. Warner often works with Manhattan's Special Victims Unit by providing the detectives with forensic evidence to support their cases. She was a doctor in the United States Air Force, and served two tours of duty at Ramstein Air Base during the Gulf War before she began work as a medical examiner in NYC.
Lastly was Det. Olivia Benson, Sergeant of the SVU. Her dark hair and dark eyes match her often dark mood.
Alex was lean and worked very hard to maintain a body that would make swimsuit models green with envy. She also spent hundreds of dollars keeping her hair blonde and straight. She was smart, she could take a good joke, she like sports even, but couldn't land a man. Why? This is what she asked her friends that night.
"I dunno," Rollins murmured looking for support, for a way to sugar coat it, "nine times outta ten, when a man finds out what I do for a livin'," she paused to sip her Miller Genuine Draft beer, "they're either scared out of their minds, or so aroused it sickens me."
Benson weighed in with her normal banalities, that have been told to her so many times over. "There are other fish in the sea, there's someone for everyone, everyone has cold spells…” etc.
But Alex wasn't trying to hear that, not that night. Then Warner said what they'd all been thinking for the last six years.
"Alex, we love you but honey, it's hard to find a man when you don't make the time. There are 168 hours in every given week, now if you work 50, sleep 56, and exercise 7 that only leaves 55." before Alex could continue Warner held up her sex on the beach neat to stop her before continuing
"Minus 7 hours for meals, another seven for shopping, travel, and hair."
Alex had to chime in, "41 hours a week left, plenty of time."
But Warner continued, "Yes, but given the fact you don't date on work nights, 36 of those hours are wiped out. How can you expect to make a relationship work if you can only invest five hours a week to it?"
Those words still haunt Alex, so she decided to, put herself back out there, patronizing a different bar every Saturday night since, with no success.

The next Monday was routine, but Tuesday she had an interview with a member of the Armenian Mob. Goran Jubale was awaiting trial for his hand in a double homicide. He came to SVU attention when the local Armenian Mob was brought down due to increased attention to the human trafficking problem. The head of the Mob, Barka "The Dagger" Karyo was anticipating Goran to fall on his sword for the mob. Cabbot expected that was what this meeting was about.

The first thing Cabbot noticed was his attorney was not present. The second thing she noticed was beneath his rugged good looks, was a handsome young man. She instantly regretted wearing a skirt, and sought to end this as quickly a possible.
"So, Mister Jubale, I take it you're here to confess to all the crimes committed by your boss Barka Karyo?"
"Nope." He replied in clear, but accented English,
"I was arrested first, and it's expected of me to do so, but this I cannot do." Alex straightened her glasses and replied,
"Then why am I here?" to which he smiled, the kind of smile that let's one get away with wrecking your car, and said, "I'm here to offer you a full confession in exchange..."
"In exchange for immunity? leniency? deportation? In case you forgot we've got you for murder." Alex cut him off because she noticed how he leered at her. He was unfazed,
"Nothing so...selfish. When I spoke to the SVU detectives they informed me most of the girls, either taken or brought in are hooked on drugs or raped if not both! This could easily have been my sister, my daughter! No Ms. Cabbot, all I ask for in exchange is that you share the little death with me."

Taken aback, Alex asked him to clarify, despite the fact there was no need. Goran responded as though something was lost in translation, "Share the orgasm with me and you'll get your confession." The ethical and moral obligations race through her mind. It took her 47 seconds to respond with, "You're hardly in any position to negotiate."
But that damn smile again followed by, "True, at some point I'll either be deported or executed. I also know that someone in the mob gave many girls the clap that I do not have. Your ‘em eee’ Warner will confirm this. I also know who in the mob did, for I took him to get it cleared up. I know which hospital he used and which alias he checked in under. You can get this child rapist of the streets. Is what I ask all that unappealing? It's not like I could escape during the act, I'm handcuffed to this chair. There are no eyes or ears in this room, client privilege and all. The only persons who would know is me and you."

Alex looked at the door then back at Goran, and felt her panties moisten at the thought. First she took off her heels and approached him, there was an overt bulge on his inner right thigh. Before she realized it she was running a finger across her lips; and he was smiling that damn smile again. The kind of smile a child gives you when they flushed your passport down the toilet. Before her rational mind could scream at her, she was helping him out of his orange jumpsuit, pulling down his white briefs, to reveal what she wanted. A 22 cm uncircumcised cock with a lion's mane of dark pubic hair, throbbing in the air, a droplet of pre-cum seeping from the tip. First she sheepishly stroked the cock like it was her first time with one, then it was in her mouth. Just the head at first, Alex was intimidated by the thickness of it. It reminded her of a certain cock she encountered in college but that is a tale for another day.

Goran's grunt when her tongue found it's way under his hood gave alex encouragement to increase speed and depth. Soon his grunts and moans were muted by her slurping noises. she felt him tense up as she deep throated him, getting her nose to his wild pubic mound. She held it there for three seconds then slowly took her mouth off of it. Goran's expression and heavy breathing suggested despite his good looks, he hadn't been laid in quite some time. She took his balls into her mouth though they were hairier then she would have normally liked, as she took off her lavender panties and fingered her oozing hair cunt. Goran shifted in his chair as best he could to expose his anus to Alex, into which went her left middle finger as her mouth and right hand attacked the cock again, with noisy rabid strokes, intending to make him cum. But he didn't, not even when she added her ring finger to his ass. Finally she stopped, stood, and hiked her skirt up to her waist revealing the thick black bush that proved Alex dyed her hair on a weekly basis. She hesitated at the sight of the small puddle her pussy left on the concrete floor, then mounted him. She slowly inserted the cock into her snatch and nearly came. Her strokes started slow, giving her pussy time to stretch around the cock, and when she felt comfortable with began to go faster and harder. Like a woman fucking what may be her last dick ever she was grinding on him, trying to fuck every square cm of his prick. Her moans became loud and louder as the sound of their thighs slapping together muted his grunts and non-English words of encouragement. Her daily workouts were finally paying off. Somewhere in a string of broken English Goran informed her he was about to cum. Alex adroitly hopped of the cock and had it back in her mouth, right hand pumping furiously on the veiny shaft. Just as she was thinking, "My pussy tastes good..." he exploded into her mouth. She tried to swallow it all, but there was just too much of it and it spilled out of her mouth onto his untamed pubic hair. She pushed Goran's chair onto it's back and lowered her cunt onto Goran's mouth. He sucked her clit with a skill and passion that no man or woman had ever used on her before. Her moans were so loud that Alex had to cover her mouth with her hands, which made it difficult to balance. She came so hard there was an audible splash on the floor. Goran began coughing and choking on the amount of pussy juice that rushed into his mouth, but he recovered. It took Alex nine minutes to gather the strength to upright Goran and redress. his face glistening with her love juices, his cock growing hard and erect again. She stroked it with her hands and smiled.
"I may need to take a statement from you once or twice a week." She said.

Flawlessly executed ass to mouth.

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Hello, I am a 25 yo dominant man, looking for a sub woman for an online relationship. I'll be giving orders that you'll execute until you reach orgasm. Humiliation, punishment, anal dilatation etc.. For more info contact me

Hello, I am a 25 yo dominant man, looking for a sub woman for an online relationship. I'll be giving orders that you'll execute until you reach orgasm. Humiliation, punishment, anal dilatation etc.. For more info contact me.

True story last night I go to the local bar.My neighbor from across the street is there with a couple of friends. Her friends leave and she says lets hang out well ok. The next thing I know she tells me lets go back to your house and fuck! I look at her now she is blonde,nice ass great tits! I said well that's kinda of risky you do live across the street and your husbands home. Well she says he is always to tired to fuck this pussy and I need a cock! I get her back to my house and next thing I know she is naked sucking my cock like it is her last meal before her execution. I bend her over and her pussy is dripping down her legs. I fuck her doggy style for awhile trying to hold back as she is having one orgasm after another. Finally I let it go and cum balls deep. Between her pussy juice and my cum it literally is running down her legs. She goes to the bathroom and cleans up comes out and says I have not come like that in months. She walks over and lays on top of me and starts to rub my cock and after about five minutes I am getting hard. She starts licking my head and shaft well now I am rock hard. She mounts my cock and is riding it like she is in a rodeo and lets out a loud moan and just gushes all over my cock. I have never had a girl cum so hard. She then grabs my dick and says how do you feel about fucking a girl in her ass she says James thinks it is disgusting and I love it it. I said go ahead she puts the head of my cock on her asshole which is nice and wet from her cumming and eases it in. After about a minute she has my whole cock up her ass and she starts to rock back and forth. She starts to play with her pussy and after about five minutes she is moaning and then she explodes even harder than before. I start to feel my cock building up to fill her asshole up and she says come on cum in my ass come on fill my ass after about two minutes I explode and she starts riding me . I never came so hard. I roll her over and jam my cock that is still hard back in her ass and after about ten minutes I come again. Now she turns over and says I am completely satisfied and thanks me. She gets up to go to the bathroom and my cum is dripping down her ass crack just looking at that I was getting hard again. She comes back and say can we do this again Tuesday afternoon. I looked at her and said of course with a giant smile. She walked over gave me a passionate kiss and says for a 55 year old guy damn you can fuck. She is 25! I love my neighbors!

How does any of this "Make America Great"?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T4DjrBC4K-Q
- Trump saying he wants Edward Snowden executed for exposing government corruption.

http://www.cbsnews.com/videos/donald-trump-on-new-hampshire-primary-victory-north-korea-threat/
- Trump telling the media of his plans to force China into assassinating a foreign leader.

All of these links contain videos of Trump saying these things. If any go down I’ll post an alternate link.

I confess that precisely one hour from the time I post this I will commit suicide. I have a plan and have made all necessary arrangements to ensure its successful execution and to ensure that my financial affairs are in order and the information is organized and accessible to my designated executor.

The events that lead to my decision have been several years in the making, and have been recurring relentlessly. I simply can no longer live with things as they are, and am powerless to alter them.

I have tried self-medicating with an assortment of street drugs, including tina and smack, alcohol to the point of routinely completing a fifth of vodka a day, and, of course, a variety of prescription narcotics, such as oxycodone, hydrocodone, oxycontin, fentanyl, demerol, MS Contin and a variety of others. Some were prescribed to me but most I purchased illegally from connections I have or, in the past, the Silk Road.

What has lead me to this point, you ask? It's complicated. I've sought help from a number of professionals, to no avail. They all told me my distress is in my head and not real. I've confided in friends, only to be judged and ridiculed. I got a therapy dog but it ran away and I can't find him. I'm out of options, and no longer have the will or energy to go on, or the motivation to seek further help.

Simply put, I am killing myself because of all the GODDAMNED, MOTHERFUCKING, BULLSHIT, CAPTIONS THAT FUCKING RETARDS ON THIS SITE UPLOAD. THOSE FUCKING COCKSUCKERS TAKE PERFECTLY GOOD PORN AND FUCKING RUIN IT BY TURNING IT INTO INCREDIBLY STUPID RETARD FOOD. THESE FUCKING FAGGOT TURDS THINK THEY ARE FUNNY AND CLEVER, AND COMING UP WITH ORIGINAL AND EROTIC SHIT THAT WILL TURN DUDES ON, BUT THEY AREN'T. THEY ARE ONLY DISPLAYING THEIR OWN FUCKING RETARDEDNESS. FUCK YOU, YOU COCKSUCKING, CAT SHIT-EATING FAGGOTS!

So that's my story. Soon I'll be headless and slumped over my bed in the beautiful Waldorf-Astoria hotel in midtown Manhattan. The maid, Esmerelda, is Mexican, of course, and I confirmed with her that she will be working my floor tomorrow. Poor girl. She's not hot, but she's very fuckable from behind. I would've raped her and gone out in style, but she was very nice to me, and I'm not that much of a dick.

Fuck you all and farewell

I am a tech executive with a successful career, a loving wife, and 2 children. I have this fetish: I like to have an obese woman sit at my desk during office hours and make loud squawking noises while I simulate intercourse with her armpit. It's getting more and more difficult to hide these sessions from my co-workers, its only a matter of time before I get caught, but I just can't stop.

I have a dream to be tortured , to live out my dream of being hung drawn and quartered .
Firstly I would be hung up by my wrists and whipped till I and bleeding from my back and butt , this would be the same as being dragged behind the cart to the place of execution .
Then naturely I want to be lynched with my hands tied firmly behind my back and my legs bound . Hung by my neck till I am ready to pass out then dropped to the ground .
Then I want to by strapped down on to a board , ankles bound and my arms spread out and tied down . For this part I would have my cock tortured , have hot wax dripped on it have needles inserted into it as well as having my nipples tortured , clamped pierced .
And finally I would need to be racked to simulate the quartering part of the execution . To feel way arms and legs pulled apart , I think the pain would be pure bliss .

And to round off the whole experiance then I would be sodomised while who ever is doing me has a rope around my neck squeezing me into sweet darkness with every thrust .

Now just need someone to help me make it all true

For my protection and my friend this is a fantasy story. it is up to you to decide if it is true or not. but i am not saying that it is. This did not really happen. But, if it did, I would be confessing something that has haunted me for 2 years. My wife of 10 years died of an aneurism suddenly while she was at work. She was an executive assistant for a large company in San Francisco. We had no children. A friend of hers called me in tears before the police arrived at my place of business, which I will not identify. Oddly, I was composed while being told on the phone, kind of. I kept repeating "what?, what?" as if I didn't understand what she was saying. Her crying and sobbing made it clear this wasn't a bad joke. But, I just kept saying "what?" "what?", getting a bit loud at the end. None of my coworkers noticed my demeanor given the nature of our work. My reaction could have been consistent with a normal business call. I cannot explain. I don't remember hanging up the phone. I was sitting there with my mind spinning. trying to make sense of the phone call. I was in complete denial. After a few minutes, I started playing solitaire on my laptop. crazy, i know. but, i didn't know what to do. somehow, the game actually distracted me and I managed to put the phone call behind me. I was strangely at some kind of weird peace. But then I fainted when I saw 2 uniformed police officers standing at the end of the hallway asking a coworker which one was me. When she pointed at me, I suddenly blacked out from shock. They revived me shortly. I did not injure myself in the fall. The older female officer asked me to confirm my name, and then told me what I already knew. I got sick. I threw up until I was dry heaving. I could not believe it. I became hysterical and had to be escorted out by the officers. I didn't really think about it until we arrived at the hospital that they were taking me to identify her body. I panicked. But, a doctor gave me something, I presume a sedative shot. It calmed me down real quick. When they lifted the covering to show her face, i was calm. probably from the drugs. i said, yes that is my wife. next thing I knew I was home. The county medical examiner conducted a pretty quick autopsy to determine the aneurism. I thought those things took longer than that, but I guess they had a good idea what it was and scanned her brain to confirm it.

Her mom took care of the phone calls and funeral arrangements as I was in complete despair. Something that no one knew is that my wife and I were getting a divorce. We had not seen a lawyer or told anyone, yet. She asked for it. That also devastated me. I am an average looking guy, but she was practically a model. She was a cheerleader in high school and college. she was 5 ft 3 in., 120 lbs. light brown hair with hazel eyes. Now she was dead at the age of 33. We had not had sex in 5 years, despite my best efforts. She eventually told me that she had no interest in sex. I did not suspect she was having an affair. I knew her better than that. She knew it was hurting me, so we went to a few specialists and she was diagnosed with hypoactive sexual desire disorder. I did some research and now believe that it could be related to the aneurism that eventually killed her. She was going to file for divorce so that I could find someone who could fulfill my needs. I did not want it but she was very adamant.

A older man I met at church about 3 or so years before this tragedy, ended up being the guy who would be her embalmer at the funeral home. He came to my home to tell me and ask if I wanted him to get someone else, someone I didn't know, to do this THING to my wife. I told him no. it was his job and I trusted him. He kept offering to ask for another embalmer, but I assured him i was fine with it. He was very kind and gentle. He offered his condolences with a tear or two to match my own as he headed for the door. Before I shut the door, he turns abruptly, as if he had forgot something, and asked me if I wanted to see her that night. The transfer to the funeral home from the hospital had already been made. She was in a refrigerated unit at the funeral home. He was going to start the embalming process in the morning once all the paperwork had been filed. I don't know why exactly, but I said yes. I followed him to the home. it was late, probably 11 pm, maybe later. He told me that he was not supposed to do this, so please not to let anyone know. I assured him I would not.

I was expecting stainless steel drawers with handles, like you see in the movies and tv shows, but it was a decent size room that was refrigerated. inside, were three gurneys with people who had died that day. One was my wife, another was a 70+ year old man who had died of a massive heart attack earlier that day while having lunch with his wife. He was a large man, maybe 6 ft 2, 270 or 290, i don't know maybe 300. big guy. the covered body on the third gurney was shaped very similar to my wife. He told me it was a girl who was a passenger in a car with another girl who crashed while texting and driving. the driver lived. This girl, was not wearing her seatbelt. she was thrown fro the vehicle and broke her neck. died instantly. He couldn't keep talking about it. for some reason, the young girls death chokes him up and effects him more than even my wifes. I assume it was because she was so young. a mere teen. He starts to say something, but stops.

So, he's quite emotional after this day and says I can stay as long as I like, until he comes back to get me or I came looking for him, whichever happened first. He was going into the chapel area to nap on one of the benches.

he left me alone with three dead bodies in a cold room. I stood there for what seemed like several minutes before I approached my wifes body. I pulled back the covering. There she was, as I had seen her before. I stared at her still made up face from work. They hadn't had a chance to clean her up for embalming yet. She was very white, kinda bluish. But, still just as attractive as the girl I fell in love with in college.

I guess it was an impulse. without even looking around to make sure no one was watching, I pulled the covering down to expose her breasts. I don't know how its supposed to work, post morten, but her nipples, which I hadn't seen in 5 years, were very erect. Her breasts are not very big. She is a small b cup, but still very perky for her age. NOW, I looked around and even went to the chapel to see if my friend was awake. He was snoring loudly.

I suddenly, with a very confusing mix of guilt and excitement, started getting hard. I hurried back to the cold room. I realized I had left the covering half off while I checked on my friend. I didn't bring a jacket, so I was pretty chilly, but my blood starting flowing and suddenly I began to warm up. I pulled my phone from my pocket. i was going to take some nudies of my dead wife. at that point, my cock had taken over and I didn't care how messed up any of this was.

so, with a shudder, I pulled the covering all the way off to the floor. I was in shock. I was expecting a bush, considering she had no interest in sex, but there she was... with the thinnest most perfectly trimmed landing strip I had ever seen on her. I was naturally confused, but didn't waste time wondering "why" she did it, or possibly "for whom" she was doing it. I started snapping photos and got very excited.

that's when things got out of hand. I was so turned on, I wanted to see her pussy. on the table, her cold outer labia was flesh colored and closed. I spread the covering on the ground and picked her up to put her on the floor.

rigor mortis is unsettling to say the least. while her legs and arms did bend down under the weight of gravity, her left leg and left arm seemed to stay more stiff. even her head didn't fall back like I would have expected.

i got her to the floor. and had a difficult time getting her legs to come apart. I finally figured to massage the legs to make them more pliable. eventually, she lay on the cold floor, naked, legs spread showing her perfect and tight pussy. and she was dead.

i didn't stop to think. i kept taking pictures and then realized... i realized the obvious. it was cold, but I got my pants down to my knees and knelt to the floor.

I don't believe in god like most people. i believe in a higher power but don't think he pays any attention to us. i hope I am right. i put my cock against her freezing cold pussy. rigor mortis, no moisture in her pussy, no lubricant. i was screwed.

i had gone this far. i wasn't going to be denied the pussy that was legally mine, at least while she was alive. I started going through drawers. finally, two rooms down the hall, I found some lubricant that I didn't even want to think about why they had it.

Back in the room, I dropped to the floor. I greased up my still throbbing cock. then, gently started applying lube to her pussy. it didn't feel as soft and fleshy as i remembered, but once I got my cock in, I remembered the ecstasy of having sex with my beautiful loving wife.

her eyes were closed, so I wiped my hands and opened them. I was a little surprised when they stayed open. I was fucking my dead wife as she seemed to look at me. I suddenly came harder than i can ever remember. it just kept pumping cum until it started oozing out her vagina.

i fell to the floor next to her. started playing with her erect nipples. and it wasn't more than 2 minutes before my erection returned.

as i lay on the floor, i could see the other two gurneys against the wall, side by side... then I got an evil thought in my head. yes, you know what I did.

I jumped up. penis purple and throbbing out of control. I walked slowly over to the other dead girl. I had no idea what she looked like.

I pulled back the cover and my jaw dropped. she was the most perfect looking blonde I had ever seen. her hair was cut short, up to her neck. And if i had any doubts about if she was a natural blonde before, I just saw the proof. a small patch of silky blonde hair sitting on top of her pussy mound. her tits were also not very big, but thats okay. she had thin, but muscular legs that made them look longer than they were. I noticed a nasty scrape on her left arm and left hip. not too big, and they had been cleaned.

the sheet goes to the floor next to my dead wife. this girl was even lighter than my wife. And somehow she seemed a bit more limber. I don't know why. I repeated the process., massaging her legs until they parted and revealed the smallest set of pussy lips I've ever seen. In a perfect clam shape with still some rosy pinkness left. her lips were also fuller than my wifes. not a lot, but they were cushiony to the touch. I took some books from a nearby shelf to put under their heads so I could see their faces better.

The girls eyes were still closed. When I opened them, they were bright gray, like so many movie stars. except for the scrapes from the accident, her flesh was smoother than my wifes, as a teen girls flesh would be. My wife was stunning. The perfect sex object now displaying her wares. And now this strange girl, legs spread, bright gray eyes appearing to look into mine. neither naked female able to smile, since they were dead. I make sure everything ls lubed appropriately and just before i enter this fresh coed, it occurs to me to check something.

I pulled apart her lips and with some work, and found...a hymen. if there is a god, i'm going to hell anyway. I gently enter her. looking into her eyes, then over at my wife who was now watching me fuck a dead teen girl. when I said her pussy was small and tight, and now a hymen? I wasn't kidding. I have an average size penis, about 5-6 inches. but, the blood had been pumping so long, I has as thick as I was long at this point.

I started to think it was't going to work, then decided I was going to MAKE it happen. the lube was adequate. I pulled back for a forceful thrust and grabbed her shoulders for support as I pushed hard. i felt ripping flesh. i mean lots of ripping flesh. i looked down and saw some blood. just what rubbed off her vagina as I made her a woman. I kept going. my god, it was impossibly tight. within a minute, i had again cum more than i thought i had in me.

i cleaned myself off, thinking it was time to put everyone back in place. but, i saw them again. lying side by side. these two beautiful women, totally naked. and totally mine to do as I wish.

I rolled the both over. they could have been mother and daughter. perfect asses. just absolutely perfect. i lubed up. started pumping my wifes asshole. When she was alive, she said that is something she would NEVER EVER do. out of the question. Yet, there I was. pushing my cock into her asshole. it felt a little, grainy, i guess? but obviously very tight. She was dead. I could go as deep as I wanted. I pushed and pushed, grinding into her cold, but bouncy soft ass cheeks. it felt incredible.

then, the girl. it felt about the same, but her ass was smoother, heaving and swollen, although, quite cold which I had gotten used to. I managed to lift her to her knees, sort of. i grabbed her tits and pulled myself into her as deeply as I possible could. that's when the final and most powerful gushing of cum started. I'm laying on her back kissing her neck as my cock empties into her. at that moment i thought of the girl who was driving. how much more guilty she would feel if she saw her friends hymen and asshole torn to shreds because she couldn't wait to text later.

an hour or so later, I had cleaned everything up. found new coverings. the old ones were quite dirty now. and had both in place and looking pretty much like they did when I arrived.

i put the dirty sheets in my car and trashed them later.

after I was sure i had all in order, i woke my friend, the embalmer. he was embarrassed he has slept so long. I told him it was fine, because I got to say goodbye to my wife.

He tells me he is going to stay and start the embalming since its almost morning, anyway. He walks me to the door. gives me a hug and tells me again how sorry he is. then...what he says next, well, that is why I'm confessing today. I'm an evil person. More than you know. My friend, who was kind enough to bring me to the funeral home to see my wife... he tells me what he was too emotionally choked up to say before his chapel nap.

that poor girl in the room with my wife? that was his granddaughter. She had just graduated high school and was heading to a Purity Pledge meeting before heading to Summer Camp. A Christian group of teens that pledge to maintain their virginity until marriage. He said to me that the only solace he could find in this senseless death, is that she will go to her grave having kept her promise.

Yes. I am going to hell.

for about a year now I've been trying to hook up with my friends little sister. (she's 20 as of writing this) until recently harmless lusting after her. now I've been sniffing her used panties and jerking off into her clean ones and letting it dry before returning them to her drawer. most recently i hid a camera in her bathroom before she took a shower and managed to record some footage of her naked... though most of the footage is of a shower curtain. she's a little on the plump side with huge tits. unfortunately i only managed to get vid of her tits and will hopefully remember to angle the camera a bit lower if i try again. unfortunately i won't post the video cause it may violate the tou of this site. (possible invasion of privacy?) so bassicly I'm just bragging/venting the excitement of a plan well executed and with successful results.

I'm looking for a girl who would like to do the following: Film yourself while reading out loud one of my erotic execution stories and masturbate to it while doing so. If you want to stay anonymous cover your face or keep your face outside the camera's scope.

Here's the story:

Imagine you got captured and they brought you to the infamous “death camp”. A military camp where girls are being raped, tortured and executed for the entertainment of the troops. The regular girls serve as personal snuff escorts. The better looking girls have to take part in absolutely perverted sex, torture and snuff live shows on stage in front of a large audience. Needless to say you belong to the second group. So only 3 days after your arrival at the camp the guards enter your cell and take you to the backstage area of the main stage. The guards hand you some sexy black stockings and order you to strip and only wear those stockings. To your surprise they also hand you a sex toy: a chain of 3 vibrating sex balls (so called Be-Wa balls). After you put on the stockings they bring you to the stage without any further explanation.

Your heart is pounding like crazy when you see the several hundred well built soldiers in the audience. Each of them staring at you, as you enter the stage almost completely naked. You hear them applauding and cheering. They seem to really look forward to this show.

The setup on the stage is pretty simple. There’s a wall in the back and the rest of the stage is empty. There are already two other beautiful girls in stockings waiting near the wall. They also hold their sex toys in their hands and it seems they don’t know what’s going on any more than you do. But there’s something else that catches your eye: At the edge of the stage about 30 feet from the wall there are 20 pretty and naked girls chained to the stage floor with spread legs. Most of them seem to be terrified. Some of them are crying. The guards lead you to the wall next to the other two girls. They order you to stand with your back to the wall and to spread your legs. You comply and two guards put cuffs around your ankles so you can’t put your legs together any more and you certainly cannot run away.

The show host enters the stage and explains the rules of this sadistic game to the audience: “As you can see we have three lovely ladies tonight. Unfortunately for them two of them won’t see the end of the evening. Only one of them will survive. Once the game starts, the ladies will place their little naughty sex toys in their pussies. Those vibrating sex balls are remote controlled. We can adjust the vibration level and therefore the amount of stimulation. The rules are simple: The girl who avoids an orgasm the longest wins the game. The two other girls who cannot control themselves will get shot to death right here, right now. We have dozens of volunteers for the firing squad. But to make it more interesting in order to fire a shot they will have to fuck one of those 20 ladies. Each member of the squad may only shoot within 10 seconds after shooting his load into the girl in front of him. So, ladies please mount you sex toys and get ready for the game of your life!”

It takes you a moment before the information sinks in… You have a hard time believing what you just heard. The thought of getting shot in front of all those people terrifies you. But you can also feel that well known tingling sensation between your legs. You hesitate to spread your cunt lips apart to insert those sex balls into your pussy, especially after you see that camera taking a close up of your exposed pussy for all the audience to see on the large video walls. Your hands are shaking but somehow you manage to push the large balls inside your surprisingly wet pussy. You hear the voice of the host: “Let the games begin!”

The balls start vibrating… you have never used this kind of sex toy before so you are surprised. The vibration feels just great… Apparently each of the balls can be adjusted individually by whoever controls them. The different vibration patterns start to drive you crazy. It’s like you’re getting fucked remotely by someone you cannot even see. You close your eyes and enjoy that feeling for a couple of seconds. As you open your eyes again you realise that about 700 good looking soldiers a starring at a closeup of your fully aroused and dripping wet pussy. Being watched like this arouses you even more. A vicious cycle starts to kick in. The more you try to relax and not get too excited the hornier you get. You feel the urge to help yourself to an even better experience by rubbing your clit, but then you remember the only rule of the game: YOU MUST NOT CUM!

Apparently the other two girls are having similar experiences. The pretty blond girl to your left starts panting and you can hear suppressed moaning sounds.

As if the whole scenario was not arousing enough you see 20 muscle packed soldiers entering the stage. One after the other opens his trousers and takes out his already hard cock. They kneel down between the spread legs of the 20 girls and start playing with their bodies. Some of the guys seem to get impatient as they already push their cocks in their girl’s pussies. Some prefer their girl’s mouth and some just start jerking it.

You take a good look at the show in front of you… most of the girls seem to be terrified, but some of them seem to enjoy their treatment. As you take a closer look you realise the gun lying next to each girl on the floor. The thought that several of those guns might be pointed at you in a couple of minutes almost gets you over the edge. You feel an orgasm building up and you try everything to fight it…. But the more you fight the more intense it gets.

As you reached the point where you almost didn’t care any more about the consequences and just accept the fact that you would cum right now you hear the blond girl next to you releasing a muffled scream… The expression on her face says it all: She apparently just had a very intense and undeniable orgasm.

After a couple of seconds the blond girl opens her eyes and the bliss of her orgasm abruptly turns into the horror of realising that she just lost the game and therefore will lose her life.

You feel kind of pity for her but at the same time you’re happy she came just seconds before you would have reached a climax. The distraction helped you to calm down a little bit and your building orgasm subsides slowly.

As you look at the 20 squad members you notice that they already got into full action, pounding their big and hard cocks mercilessly in the pretty girls’ bodies. It’s the wildest orgy you ever saw in your life. The panting and moaning gets louder and more intense every second. Only moments later the camera shows how the first soldier pulls his cock from his 18 year old blond girl and shoots his cum all over her belly. The guys enjoys his orgasm only for a second then he grabs the gun, takes aim and “bang” the first bullet of the evening slams into the blond girl just standing two meters to your left. The girls screams as it hits her right thigh.

To everyone’s surprise he then points the gun at the girl he was just fucking and shoots her directly in her cunt. The girl screams in pain and shock. Now you realise why those 20 girls have been so terrified. Apparently the soldiers are supposed to shoot their fuck toys to indicate on which body part they were aiming when shooting at the show girl.

The soldier gets up and hands the gun to next shooter in line. The next guy kneels down with his hard dick and shoves it right into the poor blond’s destroyed pussy.

The camera switches to the next guy who just sprayed his load into a pretty brunette 20 year old. He grabs the gun, takes aim and the bullet hits the girl next to you in her right chest. Apparently that was exactly where he wanted to hit her, because only seconds later he also shoots a bullet into his fuck toys right chest as well.

Then everything happens really fast. Almost at the same time 3 more guys orgasm and fire their guns at the poor blond girl next to you. She gets hit in her kneecaps, in the waist and the third bullet actually hits directly above her fuck hole. As the camera zooms in you can see that the bullet went straight into her clit and ripped the upper part of her pussy wide open.

As you watch how the shooter points his gun directly at the 19 year old’s clitoris in front of him you feel that uncontrollable urge again to give in and rub your own clit to an fantastic orgasm. The pleading and begging of the terrified girl almost gets you over the edge, and as the shooter actually pulls the trigger and the poor girl’s clit explodes in a fountain of blood you simply give up… you’re way past the point of no return. You can feel an enormous orgasm building up between your legs, the vibration of the sex toy drives you crazy and then you can’t hold it any longer. Your orgasms feels like an explosion and it seems to last forever. You enjoy every second of it, because you know it might be your last.

When you hear the host announcing that you just lost the game a second orgasm wave hits you. Now that you have nothing more to loose you will just enjoy the rest of the show.

You open your eyes and now that the next bullet might be for you, you start to look at this show a little differently. Instead of just being excited, a feeling of sheer panic and horror adds up to your mix of emotions. You watch in horror as two guys almost simultaneously shoot their sperm on two further young fuck toys. Both of them grab their guns and this time you can see the nozzles being pointed directly at you. Within 3 seconds both soldiers pull the trigger. First you feel like something bit you on your left arm… only that the “bite” gets more and more painful in fractions of second. Then you feel a gush of air just an inch below your pussy. When you see how the soldier points his gun at the pussy of his fuck toy you realise that he was actually aiming for your love canal. This time you literally dodged the bullet but it’s only a matter of time until you will get seriously hit.

The cameras show that at least 5 more guys got ready to shoot. Everything happens very fast now. You don’t even have time to see who’s aiming for you and who’s aiming for the other girl. All of the sudden you feel like someone had kicked you in the left leg but then you realise your knee had been shot. But compared to the girl next to you you were lucky. Within seconds two bullets hit her in her tits, one of them directly in her nipple. Another bullet hit her in the belly while the last one hit her vagina once again and tore it so far open that her sex toy slides right out of her and falls on the floor. You can see blood flowing out of her mouth, her lungs must have been hit. And only seconds later a bullet hits her head. Her dead body collapses next to you.

Another wave of adrenalin pushes through your body. Seeing that girl dying just next to you gave you an additional kick. The mixture of fear, excitement, humiliation and desperation gives you an incredible push for your level of arousal. You start to feel that tickling sensation between your legs again. Now that you have nothing more to loose you don’t hold back any longer and start rubbing your clit furiously. At least you still have a clit. In the last 20 minutes alone at least 10 women had lost their private parts to bullets. The thought that your womanhood could be destroyed any second now just let’s you masturbate faster and faster.

Now that the other girl is dead all the shooters focus on you naturally. Within 20 seconds you get shot in your shoulder, both of your thighs, your waist and your arm. The adrenalin and the excitement take away most of the pain but you can still feel a fair amount of it. With each shot you get closer to your orgasm. “Only a little longer… please don’t hit my cunt before I cum” are your thoughts as you rub your pussy like crazy. Your brain doesn’t even realise any longer when a bullet hits you. All you want is to feel that sensational feeling of the perfect orgasm for a very last time in your life. And suddenly there it was… that feeling that you feel when you know you can’t stop it any more. You close your eyes and experience the most intense orgasm you ever had in your life. After the first wave subsides a second and third wave comes in… Pure bliss!

When you open your eyes you see that most of the 20 girls are dead already; shot in their tits. Which means that the shooters seem to focus on your tits now. And while you have not even finished that thought you feel not one but two bullets ripp you beautiful breasts open. Suddenly you cannot breath any more. You try to exhale but instead of air a gush of blood shoots up into your mouth. You look towards your executioners and see at least 10 of the soldiers standing there with their hard cocks point their guns in your direction. Your last thought is “at least I gave them a good show”. Then you feel 4 bullets shredding your cunt to pieces and 6 further bullets shooting through your tits. Then everything turns black.

I'm am executive at a Silicon Valley tech company, and I spend more money on drugs and call girls in a month then most of you make in a year.

I just want to share a story with you guys. Everything, every little detail outlined in the following story is ABSOLUTELY TRUE. It is a story of the trials and tribulations of a former U.S. spy, the rise and downfall of a former U.S. Army Intelligence Soldier named Eric Sykes. The story of Eric Sykes is broken down into multiple parts, about three or four. His story is that of not only a man who lost an internal battle with himself, but a harrowing story of betrayal that highlights the state of the United States as a whole, the lack of integrity and downright sleaziness possessed by U.S. senior leadership as a whole, on the Executive level. I may or may not be that soldier described. I will provide documentation proving of the soldier's existence. The stories will be broken down into about three or four parts. I would like to begin the series with a story that highlights Eric Sykes's rise as a US Army Intelligence Soldier. The following story was written by a colleague of his describing Eric Sykes's heroic actions will training in the US Army Intelligence training school:

"I was fortunate enough to have been there on his first day at AIT (Army Job Training). I remember him looking around nervously to see if he could find a friendly face at his first AIT physical training session. He excelled at physical training, that fact became apparent from this very first day. He performed better than the majority of us, drill sergeants were quick to point that out. We were the students on holding status, having just gotten in to Fort Huachuca, Arizona, and waiting to be assigned to a class. Some of us were here, unfortunately, from disciplinary reasons, expelled from our classes. It wasn't long before the drill sergeants assigned this very athletic soldier the position of squad leader. We were all jealous, we disliked him, I'm pretty positive that he could sense that, probably why he always remained quiet, always remained to himself. Admittedly, though, some of us disliked him simply because he was black and that he had been given a position of authority above us. But the fact remained that he was the best soldier for the position from what the drill sergeants could see, and the only medium they had was how we performed at physical training (not to mention whether or not we had some disciplinary problems). About as soon as he was given the position, he had secured a slot in a class and had to move to another squad to join the rest of the soldiers who had gotten a class.

From the very start of class, we could tell that he was a very smart young man. He was very inquisitive and he always asked relevant questions that related to the big picture. Not to mention that he would score pretty well on tests. It wasn't long before he would earn our deepest respect, some of our respect was due to the fact that he was a quiet guy, you gotta respect quiet people. Mostly, though, our respect towards him is due to four near-miraculous, selfless acts of integrity.

His first act of integrity amazed us, but really wasn't surprising because we were all submerged, from basic training, in Army values. Every soldier was expected to live and exemplify the seven Army values - Loyalty, Duty, Respect, Selfless Service, Honor, Integrity, and Personal Courage. What had happened, in this case, was that he had gotten back his test that had a perfect score in the header, he had scored a 100%. Everyone else in the class were given back their tests and the Army instructors proceeded to go over the answers to the test. During our going over the answers to the tests, our soldier noticed that the instructor had marked an answer right which he really had gotten wrong. Our soldier wasted no time in raising his hand and rising from his seat to respectfully inform the instructor that his grade should be reduced because he had gotten one of his answers wrong. The instructor called our soldier to the front of the class to see his test. He recognized that a mistake had, in fact, been made. The instructor took his test and marked it down from a 100%.

Later, our soldier was called into a private meeting with the Army instructor where he was duly commended, in the form of formal counseling, for his amazing show of integrity in class.

Our soldier's second act of courageous integrity occurred in exactly the same manner as the first. He, again, noticed that the instructor has miss-marked his test. Again, our soldier wasted no time in informing the instructor of his mistake.

This time, our soldier was commended verbally, in the form of informal counseling, for his actions. It was at this end that our soldier had earned the hearts and respect of other soldiers, his fellow classmates - even to the extent where the soldier was referred to, by some of his classmates, as being their "M.I. Hero". Our soldier found himself being aggressively targeted by female soldiers in his class. Two of his female classmates even expressed, many times in class, that they wished to participate in a threesome with our soldier.

The third incidence of a selfless act of integrity was, no doubt, the hardest test for our soldier. What happened was one day, while all the students were exiting the class in order to go home, to the dormitories, for the evening, the entire schoolhouse was subjected to a surprise shakedown of all take-home school materials for classified information. All of the Army instructors in the schoolhouse participated in the event. How the event was set up was that the students were sequestered within a particular area of the schoolhouse waiting to be seen by a large group of instructors. Once they were called, the students were taken into a room, where the instructors were, where their things were torn through in an attempt to locate any classified materials in their things. Once the soldier is cleared, no classified information found within their things, they are sent to a cleared room to wait for the others to finish getting their things checked. The whole experience, to the unseasoned soldier new to the community that they were striving to become a part of, is quite an intimidating and disorientating experience.

Our soldier was shaken down and given a "Go" due to the instructors not finding any classified information among his things. Our soldier was sent to the cleared room with other soldiers having been identified as not having any classified information among their things.

While in the cleared room, our soldier was putting his things back into his backpack and arranging the things in his backpack into their normal positions when he found a piece of classified information among his things. Dejected and knowing the seriousness of what he had done, our soldier left the cleared room back into the shakedown area to inform the instructors that he had, in fact, had compartmented information among his things and respectfully informed them that they had been mistaken.

To have been faced with such odds, to have been subjected to the intimidating, near-violent experience of having been shaken down by instructors and his heading back into the fray to inform them that they had made a mistake and that he was at fault was, no doubt, an amazing act of gumption and integrity - especially when he could have easily hidden the fact from the instructors and gotten away with it.

The fourth incident of his having shown a tremendous, highly admirable display of all seven of the Army values happened in close relation to the third. The next day, an Army instructor sat down with our soldier in a private meeting to discuss what had happened the previous day and to discuss the possible ramifications of what he had done. The instructor sat down with our soldier and asked him, specifically, if he had, in fact, taken home the compartmented information. Reflecting back on the previous days events, it could not be proven if our soldier had really taken home the information, after all, the students were intercepted while on their way out of the schoolhouse, not outside of the schoolhouse. The instructor proceeded to pressure our soldier, cajole him to admit whether or not he had taken the compartmented information home. If our soldier had attested, at that point to the instructor, to have not taken the information home, it would serve as to remedy the situation, to some extent, that he was now facing, it would serve to rid him of a lion's share of the guilt of having compartmented information in his take-home materials.

Our soldier, upon contemplation of whether or not he had really taken home the information, admitted to having taken the compartmented information home the day prior to the day of the shakedown. The instructor then asked if he was absolutely sure that he had taken home the information. Again, our soldier admitted to taking home the compartmented information.

Even though the Army instructors never showed it out in the open, they could not help to be, behind closed doors, in awe and admiration over our soldier. Nevertheless, what was done was done, our soldier had to be punished for what he did. It was decided that our soldier was to be "rolled-back" to another class. He would have to be sent back to a class that had started much after his class had begun. Nevertheless, our soldier remained completely composed throughout this ordeal. He wasn't at all angry with the decision, rather, he remained apologetic about what he had done, he acknowledged that what was happening to him was the direct result of his actions.

Our soldier went to his newly assigned class and performed well. He graduated and moved on from the AIT environment to his very first duty station - which consisted of a highly coveted special assignment normally reserved for higher ranking U.S. Army Intelligence soldiers, most definitely not for soldiers fresh from AIT, still wet behind the ears. Did the ordeals that happened during his AIT have anything to do with our soldier being given such a specialized assignment? We all will never know.

Again, I must say that I am both fortunate and privileged to have witnessed such noble and heroic acts of such an amazing soldier. Even though these accounts are those of a soldier who goes on to be unknown, I feel that it is only right that the audience should know who this soldier was, so I am going to go ahead and subvert any mystery or ambiguity that could be derived from this story by stating that the soldier's name was Sykes."

Life, the Universe & everything.

Quotes from Douglas Adams, one of the funniest guys that ever lived.

RIP 1952 - 2001.
So long, & thanks for all the books.

“In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.”

"A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools."

"Arthur hoped and prayed that there wasn't an afterlife. Then he realised there was a contradiction there and merely hoped that there wasn't an afterlife.”

“Bypasses are devices that allow some people to dash from point A to point B very fast while other people dash from point B to point A very fast. People living at point C, being a point directly in between, are often given to wonder what's so great about point A that so many people from point B are so keen to get there and what's so great about point B that so many people from point A are so keen to get there. They often wish that people would just once and for all work out where the hell they wanted to be.”

“For a moment, nothing happened. Then, after a second or so, nothing continued to happen.”

“God puts an apple tree in the middle of the Garden of Eden and says, do what you like guys, oh, but don't eat the apple. Surprise surprise, they eat it and he leaps out from behind a bush shouting "Gotcha." It wouldn't have made any difference if they hadn't eaten it... because if you're dealing with somebody who has the sort of mentality which likes leaving hats on the pavement with bricks under them you know perfectly well they won't give up. They'll get you in the end.”

“He shifted his weight from foot to foot, but it was equally uncomfortable on each.”

“Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so.”

“Humans are not proud of their ancestors, and rarely invite them round to dinner.”

“I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.”

“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be.”

“I'm spending a year dead for tax reasons.”

“If human beings don't keep exercising their lips, he thought, their mouths probably seize up. After a few months' consideration and observation he abandoned this theory in favour of a new one. If they don't keep on exercising their lips, he thought, their brains start working.”

“If it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, we have at least to consider the possibility that we have a small aquatic bird of the family anatidae on our hands.”

“If somebody thinks they're a hedgehog, presumably you just give 'em a mirror and a few pictures of hedgehogs and tell them to sort it out for themselves.”

"INFINITE: Bigger than the biggest thing ever and then some. Much bigger than that, in fact, really amazingly immense, a totally stunning size, real "wow, that's big" time. Infinity is so big that by comparison, bigness itself looks really titchy. Gigantic multiplied by colossal multiplied by staggeringly huge is the sort of concept we're trying to get across here.”

“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”

“It is a mistake to think you can solve any major problems just with potatoes.”

“It is a rare mind indeed that can render the hitherto non-existent blindingly obvious. The cry 'I could have thought of that' is a very popular and misleading one, for the fact is that they didn't, and a very significant and revealing fact it is too.”

“It is a well-known fact that those people who must want to rule people are, ipso facto, those least suited to do it... anyone who is capable of getting themselves made p******** should on no account be allowed to do the job.”

“It is an important and popular fact that things are not always what they seem. For instance, on the planet Earth, man had always assumed that he was more intelligent than dolphins because he had achieved so much - the wheel, New York, wars and so on - whilst all the dolphins had ever done was muck about in the water having a good time. But conversely, the dolphins had always believed that they were far more intelligent than man - for precisely the same reasons.”

“Life... is like a grapefruit. It's orange and squishy, and has a few pips in it, and some folks have half a one for breakfast.”

“Life is wasted on the living.”

“Many men of course became extremely rich, but this was perfectly natural and nothing to be ashamed of because no one was really poor, at least no one worth speaking of.”

“Many words and expressions which only a matter of decades ago were considered so distastefully explicit that, were they merely to be breathed in public, the perpetrator would be shunned, barred from polite society, and in extreme cases shot through the lungs, are now thought to be very healthy and proper, and their use in everyday speech and writing is evidence of a well-adjusted, relaxed and totally unfucked-up personality.”

"Space is big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it's a long way down the road to the drug store, but that's just peanuts to space.”

“That young girl is one of the least benightedly unintelligent organic life forms it has been my profound lack of pleasure not to be able to avoid meeting.”

“The difficulty with this conversation is that it's very different from most of the ones I've had of late. Which, as I explained, have mostly been with trees.”

“The Guide is definitive. Reality is frequently inaccurate.”

“The History of every major Galactic Civilization tends to pass through three distinct and recognizable phase, those of Survival, Inquiry and Sophistication, otherwise known as the How, Why and Where phases. For instance, the first phase is characterized by the question How can we eat? the second by the question Why do we eat? and the third by the question Where shall we have lunch?”

“The impossible often has a kind of integrity which the merely improbable lacks.”

“The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.”

“The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong is that when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong it usually turns out to be impossible to get at and repair.”

“The mere thought hadn't even begun to speculate about the merest possibility of crossing my mind.”

“The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.”

“There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.”

“This planet has - or rather had - a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movements of small green pieces of paper, which is odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy.”

“Time is bunk.”

“Time, we know, is relative. You can travel light years through the stars and back, and if you do it at the speed of light then, when you return, you may have aged mere seconds while your twin brother or sister will have aged twenty, thirty, forty or however many years it is, depending on how far you traveled. This will come to you as a profound shock, particularly if you didn't know you had a twin brother or sister.”

“We demand rigidly defined areas of doubt and uncertainty!”

“We have normality. I repeat, we have normality. Anything you still can't cope with is therefore your own problem.”

“You live and learn. At any rate, you live.”

“A computer terminal is not some clunky old television with a typewriter in front of it. It is an interface where the mind and body can connect with the universe and move bits of it about.”

“It's no coincidence that in no known language does the phrase "As pretty as an airport" appear.”

“If on the other hand he went to pay his respects to The Door and it wasn't there...what then?

The answer, of course, was very simple. He had a whole board of circuits for dealing with exactly this problem, in fact this was the very heart of his function. He would continue to believe in it whatever the facts turned out to be, what else was the meaning of belief? The Door would still be there, even if the Door was not.”

"He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it."

“Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-eight million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea ...”

“Men were real men, women were real women, and small, furry creatures from Alpha Centauri were real small, furry creatures from Alpha Centauri. Spirits were brave, men boldly split infinitives that no man had split before. Thus was the Empire forged.”

“You know, it's at times like this when I'm trapped in a Vogon

airlock with a man from Betelgeuse and about to die of asphyxiation in

deep space that I really wish I'd listened to what my mother told me

when I was young!

Why, what did she tell you?

I don't know, I didn't listen!”

“...was there a reason behind it? There would be no point in asking... he never appeared to have a reason for anything he did at all: he had turned unfathomably into an art form. He attacked everything in life with a mixture of extraordinary genius and naive incompetence and it was often difficult to tell which was which.”

“Anything that happens, happens.

Anything that, in happening, causes something else to happen, causes something else to happen.

Anything that, in happening, causes itself to happen again, happens again.

It doesn’t necessarily do it in chronological order, though.”

“Ford, you're turning into a penguin. Stop it.”

“Who is this God person anyway?”

“On the way back, they sang a number of tuneful and reflective songs on the subjects of peace, justice, morality, culture, sport, family life, and the obliteration of all other life forms.”

“Well I think we've sorted all that out now. If you'd like to know, I can tell you that in your Universe you move freely in three dimensions that you call space. You move in a straight line in a fourth, which you call time, and stay rooted to one place in a fifth, which is the first fundamental of probability. After that it gets a bit complicated, and there's all sorts of stuff going on in dimensions 13 to 22 that you really wouldn't want to know about. All you really need to know for the moment is that the Universe is a lot more complicated then you might think.”

"`...You hadn't exactly gone out of your way to call attention to them had you? I mean like actually telling anyone or anything.'

`But the plans were on display...'

`On display? I eventually had to go down to the cellar to find them.'

`That's the display department.'

`With a torch.'

`Ah, well the lights had probably gone.'

`So had the stairs.'

`But look you found the notice didn't you?'

`Yes,' said Arthur, `yes I did. It was on display in the bottom of a locked filing cabinet stuck in a disused lavatory with a sign on the door saying "Beware of The Leopard".'"

"`Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.'

`Very deep,' said Arthur, `you should send that in to the "Reader's Digest". They've got a page for people like you.'"

"`This must be Thursday,' said Arthur to himself, sinking low over his beer, `I never could get the hang of Thursdays.'"

"Pages one and two [of Zaphod's p********ial speech] had been salvaged by a Damogran Frond Crested Eagle and had already become incorporated into an extraordinary new form of nest which the eagle had invented. It was constructed largely of papier mache and it was virtually impossible for a newly hatched baby eagle to break out of it. The Damogran Frond Crested Eagle had heard of the notion of survival of the species but wanted no truck with it."

“this is obviously some strange usage of the word "safe" that I wasn't previously aware of.”

"`You'd better be prepared for the jump into hyperspace. It's unpleasently like being drunk.'

`What's so unpleasent about being drunk?'

`You ask a glass of water.'"

"If there's anything more important than my ego around, I want it caught and shot now.'"

"There are of course many problems connected with life, of which some of the most popular are `Why are people born?' `Why do they die?' `Why do they spend so much of the intervening time wearing digital watches?'"

"The fronting for the eighty-yard long marble-topped bar had been made by stitching together nearly twenty thousand Antarean Mosaic Lizard skins, despite the fact that the twenty thousand lizards concerned had needed them to keep their insides in."

"`We've got to find out what people want from fire, how they relate to it, what sort of image it has for them.'

The crowd were tense. They were expecting something wonderful from Ford.

`Stick it up your nose,' he said.

`Which is precisely the sort of thing we need to know,' insisted the girl, `Do people want fire that can be fitted nasally?'"

“What to do if you find yourself stuck in a crack in the ground underneath a giant boulder you can't move, with no hope of rescue. Consider how lucky you are that life has been good to you so far. Alternatively, if life hasn't been good to you so far, which given your current circumstances seems more likely, consider how lucky you are that it won't be troubling you much longer.”

"Ford grabbed him by the lapels of his dressing gown and spoke to him as slowly and distinctly and patiently as if he were somebody from a telephone company accounts department."

“Arthur's consciousness approached his body as from a great distance, and reluctantly. It had had some bad times in there. Slowly, nervously, it entered and settled down into its accustomed position.”

"His eyes seemed to be popping out of his head. He wasn't certain if this was because they were trying to see more clearly, or if they simply wanted to leave at this point."

"There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler's mind."

"`You know they've reintroduced the death penalty for insurance company directors?'

`Really?' said Arthur. `No I didn't. For what offence?'

Trillian frowned. `What do you mean, offence?'

`I see.'"

"`She hit me on the head with the rock again.'

`I think I can confirm that that was my daughter.'

`Sweet kid.'

`You have to get to know her,' said Arthur.

`She eases up does she?'

`No,' said Arthur, `but you get a better sense of when to duck.'"

"The beak was a major piece of armoury. It was a beak that would frighten any animal on earth, even one that was already dead and in a tin."

"`Could we perhaps take a snake bite detector with us to Komodo?'

`Course you can, course you can. Take as many as you like. Won't do you a blind bit of good because they're only for Australian snakes.'

`So what do we do if we get bitten by something deadly, then?'

He blinked at me as if I was stupid.

`Well what do you think you do?' he said. `You die of course. That's what deadly means.'"

"Mark turned and asked a passenger behind us if these planes ever crashed. Oh yes, he was told, but not to worry - there hadn't been a serious crash now in months."

"Virtually everything we were told in Indonesia turned out not to be true, sometimes almost immediately. The only exception to this was when we were told that something would happen immediately, in which case it turned out not to be true over an extended period of time."

"Komodo dragons sleep headfirst in large burrows. It is a very, very, very bad idea to even think of pulling its tail."

“Plenty of people did not care for him much, but then there is a huge difference between disliking somebody -- maybe even disliking them a lot -- and actually shooting them, strangling them, dragging them through the fields and setting their house on fire. It was a difference which kept the vast majority of the population alive from day to day.”

“Nothing travels faster than the speed of light with the possible exception of bad news, which follows its own laws.”

“The idea that Bill Gates has appeared like a knight in shining armour to lead all customers out of a mire of technological chaos neatly ignores the fact that it was he who, by peddling second-rate technology, led them into it in the first place.”

“The big corporations are suddenly taking notice of the web, and their reactions have been slow. Even the computer industry failed to see the importance of the Internet, but that's not saying much. Let's face it, the computer industry failed to see that the century would end.”

“One of the problems of taking things apart and seeing how they work - supposing you're trying to find out how a cat works--you take that cat apart to see how it works, what you've got in your hands is a non-working cat. The cat wasn't a sort of clunky mechanism that was susceptible to our available tools of analysis.”

“For thousands more years the mighty ships tore across the empty wastes of space and finally dived screaming on to the first planet they came across - which happened to be the Earth - where due to a terrible miscalculation of scale the entire battle fleet was accidentally swallowed by a small dog.”

“The technology involved in making anything invisible is so infinitely complex that nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand million, nine hundred and ninety- nine million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety- nine times out of a billion it is much simpler and more effective just to take the thing away and do without it.”

“Since this Galaxy began, vast civilisations have risen and fallen, risen and fallen, risen and fallen so often that it's quite tempting to think that life in the Galaxy must be (a) something akin to seasick - space-sick, time sick, history sick or some such thing, and (b) stupid.”

“It wasn't his job to worry about that, though. It was his job to do his job, which was to do his job. If that led to a certain narrowness of vision and circularity of thought then it wasn't his job to worry about such things.”

“All you really need to know for the moment is that the universe is a lot more complicated than you might think, even if you start from a position of thinking it's pretty damn complicated in the first place.”

“Computer, if you don't open that exit hatch this moment I shall zap straight off to your major data banks and reprogram you with a very large axe.”

“I think all cats are wild cats. They just act tame if they think they'll get a saucer of milk out of it.”

“Look, would it save a lot of time if I just gave up and went mad now?”

“Now, either you all give yourselves up now and let us beat you up a bit, though not very much of course because we are firmly opposed to needless violence, or we blow up this entire planet and possibly one or two we noticed on our way out here!”

“Rome wasn't burned in a day.”

“The great thing about being the only species that makes a distinction between right and wrong is that we can make up the rules for ourselves as we go along.”

“The most misleading assumptions are the ones you don't even know you're making.”

“There is probably buried in the Western psyche a deep taboo about eating anything you've been introduced to socially.”

“Totally mad. Utter nonsense. But we'll do it because it's brilliant nonsense.”

“We are not an endangered species ourselves yet, but this is not for lack of trying.”

“Don't you understand that we need to be childish in order to understand? Only a child sees things with perfect clarity, because it hasn't developed all those filters, which prevent us from seeing things that we don't expect to see.”

“If you really want to understand something, the best way is to try and explain it to someone else. That forces you to sort it out in your own mind. And the more slow and dim-witted your pupil, the more you have to break things down into more and more simple ideas. And that's really the essence of programming. By the time you've sorted out a complicated idea into little steps that even a stupid machine can deal with, you've certainly learned something about it yourself. The teacher usually learns more than the pupil does.”

"Time is the worst place, so to speak, to get lost in..."

"...he was at least twice as unbalanced now, and quite liable to fall off whatever it is that well-balanced people are supposed to be balancing on."

"In his dreams he was walking late at night along the East Side, beside the river which had become so extravagantly polluted that new life forms were now emerging from it spontaneously, demanding welfare and voting rights"

"Busy executives often didn’t have time for a full-time wife and family and would just rent them for weekends."

"It was impossible for Arthur to know this, but he just went ahead and knew it anyway."

"I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that I don't know the answer."

I confess that I am finally ready to fulfill a long time fantasy, and I'm wondering if anyone here has done it. It's probably not too common.

I am going to cut an entire tit off a chick. I don't want to kill her so I'm praying things don't get out of control. But I plan to hire a hooker with big tits, probably from Craigslist. I have access to a place that's pretty remote near the shore where I'll take her to execute my plan. I know I'll have to do it either before or whilst I )fuck her, lest I lose the courage.

For you pussies out there, don't worry, I'll disinfect the hole before dropping her off anonymously at a hospital. She'll be fine.

I plan to freeze the tit and eat it a bit at a time, saving the nipple for last.

Has anyone else done this? Not looking for advice, though recipes or cooking suggestions might be nice, if you have any.

Hi, I'm not really sure about posting this, but a friend offered to help me. He is taking a big chance, But he thinks it might help me get answers. So, Here goes.. first I am to young to be on here,( thats why he is helping me.)I'm not sure if I understand why it's "wrong". But that is the reason, I am looking for someplace to ask questions. No one seems to think "kids", like me should be asking sex questions. Why? I already know a lot.I started having sex at 9 (I'm not sure I should tell that, but my friend says this is annomis? so it's o.k.)Anyway, I don't understand why it's so "bad"? I enjoy it, I learned from someone very nice, who made me feel wonderful.and really enjoy everything.And I know about the diseases, and having babies, and all that, my parents helped me get the shot and stuff.and we are careful.(they don't know i'm doin anything, at least I don't think they do).I am not the only one doing stuff, many of my friends do, too. But we all agreed, after listening to news and stuff, to never tell. and no one knows nothin, if asked.One of my friends got caught, and they tried to tell her she was bein molested, and was a victim, and tried to make her feel like something bad had happened to her.Her dad went to prision, and they told her if she diddn't say things about him, he would get executed. They forced her to lie, and he is in jail for 50 years. She feels like it's her fault. But they forced her to lie about things.(thats why my other friends decided to be quiet, and "play dumb"). So, what I want to know, is why, if we like it, is it wrong? I understand some kids get forced to do stuff, and hurt, and thats terrible, they need help, but what about us? We enjoy what we are doin. Why is it "bad" and why do people make you lie if you are caught? I need to get off of here. But my friend says he will check every now and then to see if anyone can help me. Please understand, I don't want to be told it's a "sin", or it's bad, or any of that stuff, thats part of the lies we keep hearing. Thanks for any help, or at least reading this. Hope everyone has a good evening.

I confess that I want to hire a very young girl (17-19) as my executive assistant just so I can fuck her on my business trips for a little cash bonus.

Seacoast NH/ME/MA

I am looking for a woman who wants an ongoing thing. I am a busy executive and I travel a lot and have a busy life outside work and it leaves little time for a sex life. Add to that I like my taboos and finding the right woman into the same things has proven challenging.

I want a fuck buddy, more than one time kind of thing. 1-2 times a week. Nothing invasive to your life or mine. It's all about hot hot sex, orgasms, and clean adult fun. Maybe we go toy shopping one day, Victoria's Secret another, fuck in a bathroom at Starbucks, let a pooch lick us in a park, who knows... I want to find a sexy woman, who doesn't blush easy who fucks on the first date and loves life.

I hope that the fcking nigga De’Marquise Elkins becomes the whole wards bitch for the rest of his miserable life and that he will be ass gang raped every day before they execute him.....Fried nigga.....mmmmmmmm!

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.”

A story I wrote. Tell me if you want more:

Candice 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 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 Candice's asshole. Candice'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 Candice's anus until you're just able to penetrate it."

As Anna took her lubed thumb and pressed, Candice'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 Candice's vulva." Candice 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 Candice'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 Candice'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 Candice'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 Candice's butt, much to Candice's relief.

"Okay," said the teacher, "it's time to observe the next level of stimulation." He unzipped his pants and produced his thick, swollen cock. Candice looked at it, horrified. What was coming next? The teacher came around behind her and slowly guided himself into her pussy. Just as Candice was adjusting to the new situation, the teacher grabbed her hair and violently pulled her head back. "Okay, fucking slutty tease, this is what you get for trying so hard to boost your grades by sucking up." He began pounding Candice's pussy hard while tears welled in her eyes. "You're just a fucking piece of shit who just wants to get boned. Now you're getting what you wanted!" Amidst the rapid thrusting, the teacher's cock slipped out and was redirected into Candice's asshole with tremendous force. Candice screamed and began wailing.

The fucking eh raggidy-raggy-ragu-ragheads of the Saudi Arabian government executed a foreigner by beheading a few days ago. They chop heads off regularly.

i am from italy interested in prison and execution role play

Him a handing out to you a just one solution,
A new revolution of a mass execution.
Smart bomb in the hand of stupidity,
I didn't know that this was hereditary.
Him a one man Texas chainsaw massacre,
If you're gonna vote him in to be your governor.
But you nah need vote when wi Jeb it's won,
Him a kill, him a steal, him a lie, him a bomb.

Him say that there ain't no money for education,
This a two step back in progress of creation.
Now we see you're not afraid to cheat and lie,
Sexing up the propaganda on your alibi.
Him a smug bastard and you know that I hate him,
Head up the buttock of a backward nation.
I can decide for myself what I think is wrong,
When him a kill, him a steal, him a lie, him a bomb.

Him a chimp in a three-piece suit.

WHAT AN IMPRESSIVE LIST OF ACCOMPLISHMENTS!�

First p******** to apply for college aid as a foreign student, then deny he was a foreigner. First p******** to have a social security number from a state he has never lived in. First p******** to preside over a cut to the credit-rating of the United States. First p******** to violate the War Powers Act. First p******** to be held in contempt of court for illegally obstructing oil drilling in the Gulf of Mexico. First p******** to defy a Federal Judge�s court order to cease implementing the Health Care Reform Law. First p******** to require all Americans to purchase a product from a third party, a violation of the U.S. Constitution. First p******** to spend a trillion dollars on �shovel-ready� jobs when there was no such thing as �shovel-ready� jobs. First p******** to recommend changing our National Anthem as it portrays and promotes violence and is warlike in its theme. First p******** to cancel the National Day of Prayer Breakfast and activities. First p******** to initiate a Cash for Clunkers Program to clean up exhaust that adds to global warming, then extended it because it was so popular � wasting hundreds of millions of taxpayer dollars. First p******** to abrogate bankruptcy law to turn over control of companies to his union supporters. First p******** to bypass Congress and implement the Dream Act through executive fiat. First p******** to order a secret amnesty program that stopped the deportation of illegal immigrants across the U.S., including those with criminal convictions. First p******** to demand a company hand over $20 billion to one of his political appointees. First p******** to terminate America�s ability to put a man in space. First p******** to have a law signed by an auto-pen without being present. First p******** to arbitrarily declare an existing law unconstitutional and refuse to enforce it. First p******** to threaten insurance companies if they publicly spoke out on the reasons for their rate increases. First p******** to tell a major manufacturing company which state they are allowed to locate a factory in. First p******** to file lawsuits against the states he swore an oath to protect (AZ, WI, OH, IN). First p******** to withdraw an existing coal permit that had been properly issued years ago. First p******** to fire an inspector general of Americorps for catching one of his friends in a corruption case. First p******** to appoint 45 czars to replace elected officials in his office. First p******** to golf 73 separate times in his first two and a half years in office, 90 to date. First p******** to pledge complete transparency while campaigning, then hide his medical, educational,and travel records. First p******** to win a Nobel Peace Prize for doing NOTHING to earn it. First p******** to go on multiple global �apology tours�. First p******** to go on 17 lavish vacations, including date nights and Wednesday evening White House parties for his friends; paid for by the taxpayer. First p******** to have 22 personal servants (taxpayer funded) for his wife. First p******** to keep a dog trainer on retainer for $102,000 a year at taxpayer expense. First p******** to repeat the Holy Qur�an and tells us that the early morning Islamic call to worship is the most beautiful sound on earth.

Bruce Josten, Executive Vice p******** for Government Affairs at the U.S. Chamber:
"If the 2001 and 2003 tax rates are allowed to expire at midnight 12/31, we'll witness the largest single tax hike in history. Hitting tax payers with $400 billion in new taxes the first year, and $4.5 trillion over the next decade.

Marginal tax rates, as well as dividends and capitol gains taxes, will rise. This will squarely hit tax payers ranging from the investors who pour capitol into job creation, to retirees and workers planning to retire.

The estate tax will come roaring back to 55%, and the exemption threshold will dip from $5 million estates to $1 million. Threatening the livelihood of many small businesses and family farms. In addition to the 2001 and 2003 tax rates, relief from the alternative minimum tax will lapse, along with many vital business tax provisions.

Unfortunately, earlier this week the Senate voted to raise taxes on small businesses, a bad idea according to Josten.

"Many of these businesses could see their top tax rates rise from 35% to nearly 45% and a heavier tax burden on our nation's job creators will have a chilling effect on hiring and expansion."

Josten also doesn't ignore the automatic spending cuts that will take effect:

"the ill-designed, across-the-board discretionary spending cuts- a result of the failed Deficit Supercommittee- were never intended to take effect.

If they do, they will disproportionately cut $500 billion in military spending. What's worse, they will fail to address the real drivers of runaway spending- MASSIVE and GROWING ENTITLEMENT PROGRAMS.

Mitt Romney's repeated claim that he played no part in executive decision-making related to Bain after 1999 is false, according to Romney's own testimony in June 2002, in which he admitted to sitting on the board of the Lifelike Co., a doll maker that was a Bain investment during the period.

Romney has consistently insisted that he was too busy organizing the 2002 Winter Olympics to take part in Bain business between 1999 and that event. But in the testimony, which was provided to The Huffington Post, Romney noted that he regularly traveled back to Massachusetts. "[T]here were a number of social trips and business trips that brought me back to Massachusetts, board meetings, Thanksgiving and so forth," he said.

Romney's sworn testimony was given as part of a hearing to determine whether he had sufficient residency status in Massachusetts to run for governor.

Romney testified that he "remained on the board of the Staples Corporation and Marriott International, the Life Like Corporation" at the time.

Yet in the Aug. 12, 2011, federal disclosure form filed as part of his p********ial bid, he said, "Mr. Romney retired from Bain Capital on February 11, 1999 to head the Salt Lake Organizing Committee. Since February 11, 1999, Mr. Romney has not had any active role with any Bain Capital entity and has not been involved in the operations of any Bain Capital entity in any way."

Bain, a private equity firm, held a stake in the Lifelike Co. until the end of 2001, including during the period in which Romney claimed to have no business involvement with Bain entities. Bain had heavily invested in Lifelike, a company that Romney identified personally as an opportunity, in 1996 and sold its shares in late 2001. His involvement with Lifelike contradicts his assertion that he had no involvement with Bain business. His testimony is supported by his 2001 Massachusetts State Ethics Commission filing, in which he lists himself as a member of Lifelike's board.

Romney has long said that he took a leave of absence from Bain because the work of organizing the 2002 Winter Olympics was so grueling, which has allowed him to deny responsibility for Bain activities during 1999 and 2002.


His activities during that period also included Staples board meetings: "I returned for most of those meetings. Others I attended by telephone if I could not return."

Bain was involved with Staples early in its life, taking the company public in 1989. Romney used his Bain position to obtain a seat on the board, which he held into 2002. He regularly cites the jobs that Staples created as reflecting positively on Bain's record.

The Boston Globe on Thursday blew a giant hole in Romney's claim that he left the private equity firm in 1999. The Globe reported that Bain's own filings with the Securities and Exchange Commission suggest that Romney remained deeply tied to the company until sometime in 2002.

Bain described Romney in 2001 SEC filings as the "sole stockholder, chairman of the board, chief executive officer, and p********." Another form stated that he owned 100 percent of the company in 2002 and received a six-figure salary from Bain in 2001 and 2002. His listed title: "Executive."

Earlier reporting on the topic by Talking Points Memo and Mother Jones had already begun to chip away at the Romney narrative.

The Romney campaign is still sticking with its candidate's story.

"The article is not accurate," spokeswoman Andrea Saul said in a statement released to reporters following the Globe story. "As Bain Capital has said, as Governor Romney has said, and as has been confirmed by independent fact checker multiple times, Governor Romney left Bain Capital in February of 1999 to run the Olympics and had no input on investments or management of companies after that point."

Yet Romney's sworn testimony appears to back up the SEC filings and contradict his personal disclosure forms submitted to Massachusetts officials in 2002, in which he said that he retired from Bain on Feb. 11, 1999.

Romney's lawyer at the Massachusetts hearing said that Romney's work in the private sector continued "unabated" while he ran the Olympics: "He succeeded in that three-year period in restoring confidence in the Olympic Games, closing that disastrous deficit and staging one of the most successful Olympic Games ever to occur on U.S. soil. Now while all that was going on, very much in the public eye, what happened to his private and public ties to the Commonwealth of Massachusetts? And the answer is they continued unabated just as they had."

Instead of leaving in 1999, Romney suggested in his testimony that he only left Bain after the Olympics in 2002: �I left on the basis of a leave of absence indicating that I, by virtue of that title, would return at the end of the Olympics to my employment at Bain Capital, but subsequently decided not to do so and entered into a departure agreement with my former partners. I use that in the colloquial sense, not legal sense, but my former partners."

The opening statement delivered by Romney's lawyer in the 2002 hearing said Romney "continued to serve on the board of directors of a significant Massachusetts company and to return here for most of its board meetings."

In a statement released Thursday, Bain defended Romney. "Mitt Romney left Bain Capital in February 1999 to run the Olympics and has had absolutely no involvement with the management or investment activities of the firm or with any of its portfolio companies since the day of his departure," the statement reads. "Due to the sudden nature of Mr. Romney's departure, he remained the sole stockholder for a time while formal ownership was being documented and transferred to the group of partners who took over management of the firm in 1999. Accordingly, Mr. Romney was reported in various capacities on SEC filings during this period."

I confess that I saw some unmarked unis parked outside my house this morning and a few cop cars driving around (which is VERY unusual). I got paranoid because one of the unmarked unis blocked me in my driveway. I started to destroy some stuff when I heard a loud ass knock followed by 'POLICE! We have a warrant' followed by kicking noises. I nearly shit in my pants. Literally. Apparently, they went after my next door neighbor and not me. They weren't even cops but ICE agents. They came over to our house and apologized for the noise and said they were executing a warrant.

A Saudi man has just been executed for 'witchcraft and sorcery'

WTF!!!!.....why all these "murder and execution" videos???? do we realy need that? and why are they still up after they have been reported ? this is NOT PORN.

Conservative Gov. Scott Walker is ahead in his recall election in some polls by double digits, and in the Real Clear Politics poll by 6% (5-30-12). Why is this?

-Reduced taxes (Property taxes down .4%, the 1st decrease in 14 years!!!) (CNN & The Weekly Standard 4-16-12)

-Eliminated the $3.6 BILLION state deficit, while reducing taxes (Lou Dobbs Tonight 5-28-12)

-Walker's state will have a $150 Million budget SURPLUS by 2013! (Fox Business News 5-28-12)

-He has created 23,000 new jobs in the last year (CNN "Happening Now" 5-25-12)

-13,000 new business have been created (CNN "Happening Now" 5-25-12)

-Unemployment is down to 7.6%, a full point less then when he took office (Lou Dobbs Tonight 5-29-12)

-Wisconsin has jumped 25 spots in being "business friendly" (Chief Executive Magazine)

-Walker's deregulation of business and lower taxes have saved $1 BILLION (Suffolk University Study)

This recall was organized by public employee unions because Gov. Walker reformed collective bargaining rights that were strangling taxpayers and business in Wisconsin. We then witnessed the unions and democrats first response: to break into the state Capitol ( youtube.com/watch?v=G2s_vsP_KEk )destroy public property, urinate and deficate publicly, and democrat politicians running illegally to a neighboring state to avoid there Constitutional duty to vote.

Becuase Walker has done exactly the opposite of what Obama has done nationally, we see growth and prosperity for the first time in years in Wisconsin when the rest of the country is still in its 3rd year of depression under Obamanomics!

The first nail in the coffin of Liberalism was the "shellacking" in the Election of 2010. The 2nd nail in the coffin will be Walker's victory over the extreme left-wing and the public employee union. The final nail will be ridding ourselves of 4 years of failure upon failure by voting Obama out in November. It can't happen soon enough.

to those who used Megaload and other file share programs to share illegal material, you need to start worrying. the FBI has seized their servers and is determining who shared what with whom. arrest and search and seizure warrants are due to be executed starting within the next 30-60 days.

MegaUpload - Closed.
FileServe - Closing does not sell premium.
FileJungle - Deleting files. Locked in the U.S.
UploadStation - Locked in the U.S.
FileSonic - The news is arbitrary (under FBI investigation).
VideoBB - Closed! would disappear soon.
Uploaded - Banned U.S. and the FBI went after the owners who are gone.
FilePost - Deleting all material (so will leave executables, pdfs, txts)
Videoz - closed and locked in the countries affiliated with the USA.
4shared - Deleting files with copyright and waits in line at the FBI.
MediaFire - Called to testify in the next 90 days and it will open doors pro FBI
Org torrent - could vanish with everything within 30 days "he is under criminal investigation"
Network Share mIRC - awaiting the decision of the case to continue or terminate Torrent everything.
P.S. mediafire has start deleting copyright protected files. Only left is the personal files.

MegaUpload - Closed.
FileServe - Closing, does not sell premium.
FileJungle - Deleting files. Locked in the U.S..
UploadStation - Locked in the U.S..
FileSonic - the news is arbitrary (under FBI investigation).
VideoBB - Closed! Will disappear soon.
Uploaded - Banned in the U.S. and the FBI went after the owners who are gone.
FilePost - Deleting all material (will leave executables, pdfs, txts)
Videoz - Closed and locked in the countries affiliated with the USA.
4shared - Deleting files with copyright and waits in line at the FBI.
MediaFire - Called to testify in the next 90 days and it will open doors. Pro FBI
Org Torrent - Could vanish with everything within 30 days "he is under criminal investigation"
Network Share mIRC - Awaiting the decision of the case to continue or terminate Torrente everything.
Koshiki - Operating 100% Japan will not join the SOPA / PIPA
Shienko Box - 100% working China / Korea will not join the SOPA / PIPA
ShareX BR - group UOL / BOL / iG say they will join the SOPA / PIPA

Net Censorship Bills On Top of the Agenda for After the Holidays
December 21, 2011 - by Donny Shaw

As grassroots opposition to the internet censorship bills known as SOPA and PIPA continues to build, the entertainment industry and their allies in Congress are scrambling to move them forward as quickly as possible. Here�s a quick update on where things stand at the moment.

Senate (PIPA)

PIPA is officially the top item on the agenda for when the Senate returns from the holiday recess. During their final day in session last week, Majority Leader Sen. Harry Reid [D, NV] submitted a cloture petition, signed by 18 Democratic senators, on the motion to proceed to the bill, setting up a vote to occur no earlier than one hour after the Senate adjourns on the second calendar day after the motion is filed. According to the Congressional Record, that will be January 24th at 2:15 p.m. ET.

The motion will take a supermajority of 60 votes to be approved. The bill already has 41 co-sponsors, so the supporters only need 19 more to pass the motion. So far, only 4 senators have come out solidly against the bill � Sen. Ron Wyden [D, OR], Sen. Rand Paul [R, KY], Sen. Jerry Moran [R, KS], and Sen. Maria Cantwell [D, WA].

Sen. Wyden is leading an attempt to stop the cloture vote from taking by planning to basically shut down the Senate floor with a reading of the names of more than 1 million individuals who have signed a petition against the bill. The plan is to eat up as much floor time as possible and see if they can stall things long enough that Reid will withdraw his motion and give up on holding the vote. The three other senators who have already come out against the bill may help Wyden execute the reading, but they�ll probably need even more help if they hope to keep things tied up for long enough to win. It�s basically going to come down to a physical question of how long they can hold the floor. If there are 4 of them, holding the floor around the clock is pretty difficult. But if there are 10 it will be a lot easier.

If Reid waits out the Wyden filibuster and the cloture motion ends up being approved, the bill will almost certainly win final passage from the Senate later that week. Final passage only requires a bare majority of 51 votes, and 60 senators will have already shown tacit support for the in voting to approve cloture on the motion to proceed. Reid has taken $1,383,541 from corporations and special interests supporting SOPA and PIPA this year � more than any other member of Congress � and he seems to be highly motivated to get the bill passed. Don�t expect him to give into the Wyden filibuster too easily.

House (SOPA)

Last week, the House Judiciary Committee, which is chaired by lead SOPA sponsor Rep. Lamar Smith [R, TX-21], held a marathon, 15+ hour mark-up session on the bill. Dozens of amendments were voted on, and every single amendment to improve the bill for its opponents was rejected by a wide margin, including one to take China-style DNS blocking out of the bill. But the bill itself never got a vote. During the morning of day two of the mark-up session, Smith suddenly announced that he was going to postpone the vote.

The mark-up and vote was originally scheduled to continue tomorrow morning, but now that too has been postponed by Smith, citing the schedule of the House (having voted down the Senate�s tax cut bill, the House is now adjourned). At this point, we won�t see action on the House side until late January or early February. It�s even possible that the mark-up vote will be delayed until the committee can hold hearing with security experts about how the bill could increase U.S. exposure cyberattacks.

The main reason the mark-up is postponed, however, is that the folks from all corners of the internet have risen up in a grassroots, cross partisan effort to fight this bill and the members of Congress who support it. As I wrote last week, the online uprising against the bill is itself a perfect example of what�s wrong with the bill, as many of the sites that have facilitated the uprising would be vulnerable to censorship under SOPA/PIPA. The bill�s supporters had been trying to ignore and suppress the very legitimate security and free speech concerns of the internet experts, legal scholars, human rights groups, and web companies that oppose the bill. But all the attention online, and the millions of calls and emails to Congress, simply made them impossible to ignore.

As of this moment, the mark-up has not been rescheduled. My guess, though, would be that Rep. Smith was put it back on the schedule for some time shortly after the House reconvenes on January 18th.

The January recess is going to be a crucial time for the bill�s future. If SOPA/PIPA opponents can flip some on-the-fence senators and reps. to solid �no� votes and get a few more to join the filibuster, there�s a good chance these bills can be killed. The momentum is certainly going against internet censorship at the moment, but a quick look at the 91 corporations and special interests behind the bills should be enough to show that if the public sleeps on this, there is a huge network of money and influence ready to push things back in the other direction.

Frat accused of asking: Who do you want to rape?

http://news.yahoo.com/frat-accused-asking-want-rape-193558108.html

A student reported the questionnaire to school officials over the weekend, school officials said, leading both the university and the national Sigma Phi Epsilon organization to suspend the chapter temporarily. The school is investigating how widely the survey was circulated, and the campus police department is trying to determine if any crimes have been committed.

The survey question was "incredibly offensive and inappropriate," said Annie Stevens, the university's associate vice p******** for student and campus life.

University officials contacted the national fraternity, which said Wednesday that it has instructed the chapter to cease all operation, pending further investigation.

"Sigma Phi Epsilon and its leadership programs are built on the concept of respect for both self and others. Any behavior that demeans women is not tolerated," it said. A national representative arrived in Burlington on Tuesday and was interviewing chapter members as part of an internal investigation, said Brian Warren, executive director.

Sigma Phi Epsilon has over 15,000 undergraduates in 240 chapters, making it one of the largest fraternities in the country. Its mission is "building balanced men" by having members embrace the principles of virtue, diligence, brotherly love and committing to the practice of sound mind and sound body, according to the fraternity's website.

A Burlington feminist organization named FED UP Vermont and other groups posted an online petition seeking to shut down the fraternity chapter. By Wednesday afternoon, it had more than 1,500 signatures. Organizers planned a news conference to speak out against "rape culture and sexism" Thursday afternoon on the steps of the university library.

"An institution that discusses who it wants to rape has no place at UVM or in the Burlington community," the group said.

"When the people fear their government, there is tyranny; when the government fears the people, there is liberty."
� Thomas Jefferson

It's funny how often and how casually you hear people say "all pedophiles should be put to death," as though advocating the extrajudicial execution of people who have broken no law is a great display of unimpeachable morality. Also funny how you never hear anyone say the same thing about rapists, wife beaters, kidnappers, drug dealers, or even murderers. But I guess that's how it goes when you're dealing with a moral panic that's gotten totally out of control.

I confess: I've been BANNED -- and I haven't the slightest idea why! The message said something about keeping kids off the boards -- and I have NEVER so much as uploaded a photograph. Nor have I made an age-related board posting!

So, does ML randomly ban people, even as the Nazis randomly executed citizens of the towns they occupied? I have no idea how I might have transgressed! None!!

What happened to the execution vid of 2 mexican drug dudes by other drug dudes via chainsaw? Damn that was nasty.

OBAMA�S SOCIALIST CONNECTIONS EXPLAINS WHY he has libertine views on sexual matters such as abortion and homosexuality.

One of Obama�s first actions in office was to issue an executive order authorizing federal funds for pro-abortion groups that operate globally. Obama supports the Freedom of Choice Act, which would make abortion an entitlement that the government could not limit.

This falls in line with the socialist agenda of George Soros, the �puppeteer� pulling the strings of his �puppet,� Barack Obama. Among Soros�s demands are to make abortions freely available and to legalize gay marriages. Soros also demands full rights for illegal aliens and felons, as well as the legalization of euthanasia for the �infirm.� And, oh yes, Soros demands the end of US global supremacy through a borderless society.

Unless we wake up soon, our �infirm� nation will soon be put to an eternal sleep by Barack Obama & George Soros, SOCIALISTS, who now run a Marxist White House�