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"Pictures of women with body paint, tattoos, piercings, etc."

Artistic Photos and Fine Erotic Art

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A group for seductive artistic erotic photography and artwork, not porn. Where possible, please include the artist's name and website to give them credit, and to keep them creative. Inappropriate posts will be removed. Erotic art is about the concept of sex and sexuality, not the actual act itself. It's how light and shadow plays on a body; how it hides and reveals. It suggests. Photos and videos like these are welcome.

Sexy Fur

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Sexy Fur is "NOT" the same as "furries" Sexy Fur is a type of ART. (Animal bodies) who have 'human' characteristics. A furry is were human beings dress up in animal costumes, and act behave like animals.two very different things.Submit as much Sexy Fur as you wish, however Furries will be deleted

Sexy Fur & Anthro

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Sexy Fur is a type of Art. (Animal bodies) with 'Human' Characteristics.Sexy Fur is "NOT" Furries.Furries is where 'humans' dress up and behave like 'Animals' There is a big difference between the two. Anthro art ONLY. No Furries please.

Tattooed Perfection

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Women who are not just perfect in form but in body art too.

Objectification

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People being used as sextoys, furniture (forniphilia), or other inanimate objects.​Treating ​people like ​tools or ​toys, as if they had no ​feelings, ​opinions, or ​rights of ​their own.Sexual objectification is the act of treating a person as an instrument of sexual pleasure. Objectification more broadly means treating a person as a commodity or an object with...
People being used as sextoys, furniture (forniphilia), or other inanimate objects.​Treating ​people like ​tools or ​toys, as if they had no ​feelings, ​opinions, or ​rights of ​their own.Sexual objectification is the act of treating a person as an instrument of sexual pleasure. Objectification more broadly means treating a person as a commodity or an object without regard to their personality or dignity. Objectification is most commonly examined at the level of a society, but can also refer to the behavior of individuals.The concept of sexual objectification and, in particular, the objectification of women, is an important idea in feminist theory and psychological theories derived from feminism. Many feminists regard sexual objectification as deplorable and as playing an important role in gender inequality. However, some social commentators argue that some modern women objectify themselves as an expression of their empowerment.Female sexual objectification by a male involves a woman being viewed primarily as an object of male sexual desire, rather than as a whole person. Although opinions differ as to which situations are objectionable, some feminists see objectification of women taking place in the sexually oriented depictions of women in advertising and media, women being portrayed as weak or submissive through pornography, images in more mainstream media such as advertising and art, stripping and prostitution, men brazenly evaluating or judging women sexually or aesthetically in public spaces and events, such as beauty contests, and the presumed need for cosmetic surgery, particularly breast enlargement and labiaplasty.Ariel Levy contends that Western women who exploit their sexuality by, for example, wearing revealing clothing and engaging in lewd behavior, engage in female self-objectification, meaning they objectify themselves. While some women see such behaviour as a form of empowerment, Levy contends that it has led to greater emphasis on a physical criterion or sexualization for women's perceived self-worth, which Levy calls "raunch culture".Levy discusses this phenomenon in "Female Chauvinist Pigs: Women and the Rise of Raunch Culture". Levy followed the camera crew from the "Girls Gone Wild" video series, and argues that contemporary America's sexualized culture not only objectifies women, it encourages women to objectify themselves. In today's culture, Levy writes, the idea of a woman participating in a wet T-shirt contest or being comfortable watching explicit pornography has become a symbol of feminist strength.Others contest feminist claims about the objectification of women. Camille Paglia holds that "Turning people into sex objects is one of the specialties of our species." In her view, objectification is closely tied to (and may even be identical with) the highest human faculties toward conceptualization and aesthetics. Individualist feminist Wendy McElroy says, given that 'objectification' of women means to make women into sexual objects; it is meaningless because, 'sexual objects', taken literally, means nothing because inanimate objects do not have sexuality. She continues that women are their bodies as well as their minds and souls, and so focusing on a single aspect should not be "degrading"._____________________________________Essential group rules:1. Group members uploading off-topic material will be immediately removed.2. We apply a broad concept of what "objectification" means as we aspire to explore the phenomenon. 3. Owners and administrators of misogynist and women hate groups will be deleted.4. You can use English, German, or French in the group forum. Gern auch auf Deutsch im Gruppenforum. Usage de la langue francaise bienvenu dans le forum....

Trib

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This group is dedicated to the wonderful & beautiful female art of Tribbing or Tribadism. Please contribute! Off topic vids and pics will be deleted!!Defination Below:Thank You and enjoy this Womanly BeautyTribadism or tribbing, commonly known by its scissoring position, is a sex act in which a woman rubs her vulva against her partner's body for sexual stimulation, especially for ample stimulation of the clitoris. This may involve female-to-female genital contact or a female rubbing her vulva against her partner's thigh, stomach, buttocks, arm, or other body part.

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This is a group for photos and videos of opera, ballet, straight theater and other artistic events and performing arts which feature nudity as a part of the production or basic approach to the creative process. The materials posted and shared are done so lovingly in celebration of the art and the human body. This is not a group for movies, there are already plenty of great groups for movies. What is allowed is nudity, sex and variations. WHat is not allowed is anything excessively violent or abusive. Feel free to add but please see that it fits in with the group description. If it is not theater, art, music, opera etc. it will be deleted.

Body Rubbers & Rubbees

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This group is all about the art and enjoyment of the body rub. It is not massage there is nothing therapeutic about it. The body rub is for pleasure and style of release. It is an art form a very sensual one.

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I really do enjoy the girls on here that are taboo, not because I would want to contact one the way some people post about. I was hurt as a kid and I wouldn't want to see that happen to strangers or close family. I just enjoy the ones that wanted to be exhibitionist with a body that will never be as artfully beautiful again in the same way. I love women of all ages. I can appreciate the much older women that still want to be the exhibitionist they have likely always been, all the way down the line to cougars, miles, college, HS.

But the less aged girls (grass on the field rule) are the ones you fell in love with when you hit that special time in a boys life when his imagination becomes his greatest friend and enemy. And to see them today is gratifying and exciting to that kid that most of us, hopefully, never let go of.

I just wish there was a good way for all parties involved to be properly compensated.

And to the morally righteous that surf a porn site, yes, I do feel very fucked up for coming here to peruse the photos I am referring to, but I felt fucked up for looking at any porn, just because we draw arbitrary lines in the sand doesn't make a person better than any other.

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My Master say i have very troublesome mouth, i get myself in trouble so fast without thinking my bad mouth just tease and then he use that against me.. the Sneaky Devil bite on me and give such little space to wiggle in his claws. This mission of whoring me started that way, we were just teasing my professor of art, with shameless teasing lines said to him and then few exposures, such as spilling hot coffee on my top and taking it off because coffee was so hot and exposing my pierced nipples. The task from my Master was.. restricted slut, just do what told and support if prof go for it but never initiate something really dirty, like sex or bj. Master knows how much his pet is into him and he likes well.. his nature likes humiliating those sensations and feeling then after taking care of it. It’s like a beast bite but then that beast knows the best what your wound is and who else is suppose to lick it to heal. And he likes sending me out to grab the sensations of being slut for him and whore, yet he is the only one who is able to make me feel that way. Or i always somehow sneak in under skin of man, or that’s about how little impact what others might say except my Lord have effect on me. So after that teasing where my Lord makes me sooo nervious because my teasing mouth are not used to do what they poke for, and my Master loves doing that, make cash what my ass wrote :p
So one day prof called me for some workshop work and i was suppose to stay the night, i was nervious about it because as said my Master instructed me to be a good girl and go with it if prof wants to use Master’s toy. Prof always had a thing for younger flesh and he is known by after having few drinks he gets blunt and very sexually provocative. And this pet knows her Master’s liking so long story a bit short, after some drinking and teasing when sitting next to prof he reached towards me and in few seconds i was down on my knees sucking him like Master’s good girl, doing everything my Master trained me to do, and dropped my phone down to record those sounds for my Master because he likes little things such as that when the other part is not into recording and showing their parts. It didn’t take long and i had prof burst into my mouth on my new tongue piercing that i did for my Master.. I saved few drops and when prof went for towel i took a pics of cum drops dripping down my chin. The adrenaline, the nervious sensations going through my head and body.. is something that it’s hard to explain along with humiliation i felt. Way older man and way bigger than me, and being sent and having someone with such control over me.. makes me feel really small, and my body ready for fight sort of way. Just that tense stay inside of me because my submission is soo big and strong that i just end up on my Lord’s feet and say yes Master. Wrapped in his lust and soo weak under his focused eyes on me. Master lust for his toy and perve on her, how am i not to be weak on that. Then after that i rush to speak with my Lord and the way my beast enjoys it doesn’t help either.. like i just want to open myself in such tender way for him to taste and make me struggle and suffer for him and feed his desires and fantasies.. the need is so strong that it lacks of words again, and i was thinking i am very skilled with my words.. but lately think how some things i feel have no words to be used or i have overcome them all with how he makes me feel.. after that prof friends came, two of them, one we call daddy hands and other one watcher. There is in other story where i mention daddy hands for those who follow.. so my Master had me keeping the teasing sexy chit chat with them, again throwing me to the wolfs.. asking about their fantasies and making sure this kind of situation happens again…
I was sitting next to daddy hands, and bit by bit my Master instructed me to have his hands creeping under my skirt, so i did, lifted my skirt a bit so he can see my harness leather leg thing, and it took his attention then when he lowered his hand on my knee i would move towards him and have that hand go more up and up then in one point just falling into the lust of my Master i had his hand under my skirt rubbing on my pussy. He was so confused and i was soo hunting because I had my Master being so excited with his slut, so i made him rub me few times trying others not to see.. heart in my throat from all that excitement where i try to hide it and the excitement for being such good girl for my Master.. that’s a rush i am addicted to.. hmm i miss my Master a bit today.. and gets hard to focus on filth when he is not around :p
Because the hunger and just that thought is overwhelming and soo powerful. After that they were gone and my Master went to sleep and then i get even more nervious.. idk what’s worse or having my Lord around when i whore for him in that same min or having him sleeping and then waiting to tell him all about it. When they were gone i was helping prof to clean table a bit and while passing next to each other he again reached for me and the conflict in my body and mind to stay still and not have a reflex to jump from him is another way of mind fuck that my Lord has gave me.. so i let it happen again.. he reaches and kiss me a bit then i turn while he make my dress slip and i face him with my back, helping my harness to slip down as well. Bend a bit and take his cock in my pussy. I never cum when my Master send me to whore for him, because in my mind there is such barrier, that it doesn’t allow me to cum, yet i cum so fast when my Master instruct me. I don’t feel the slight attraction for prof, the excitement i feel is only wrapped in tasks and acts and details my Master tell me to do and my slutty behavior but when it comes to other man i feel none. It didn’t take much and i felt him ready to cum so few drops in my pussy before he pulled out and came on my ass and back. I'll post pics from that evening one i managed to take. After that he offered to sleep in his bed in his room saying that his bed is very comfortable, so again i accepted because instructed to do so.. and my Master knows i hate that, spending the night when sent to whore.. luckily it was already soo late and soon it will be morning and then i can run home to my Lord so he claim back his toy. While in bed and just chit chatting about art after some time while having me there naked which comes in form of being soo exposed for long there is that tormenting sensation again where you are forced to stay still in burning fire.. he slide his hands over my naked body and pulled me closer again trying to go for a kiss.. and this third time was perhaps the most tormenting.. because it was more „nice“ more gentle where he didn’t penetrate me but i just rubbed his dick between my legs and pussy, making him cum, while he try's to pull me closer, such repulsive feelings sticking on my skin. And my head just screaming where i want to be in that moment, the reality of the moment can be so strong that no matter how much i try to imagine my Lord having me, it pulls you back to reality and creeping hands on me. But my Master trained his slut well, and he can bring that huntress mindset to me, so i just know i have to score a cum shot. And check my list of task. Then come home and tell my Lord Devil all the struggling i felt and crawl and beg for him. My Owner to claim me back and taste my tormented soul. M Lord tends to say he wants me to enjoy, partly he does, he have a bit of soul, but i know that nature i know his taste i know how much he enjoys my masochist struggle wrapped around him. And the fact that i’ll dance with him with smile even when it’s so humiliating at the end. Just admit it Devil :P

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S&M
There is a part of us
that isn't quite alive

while showing the bright side
her hidden darkness emerged
when I tricked her into hurting herself

she would say come on trick me, tick me, trick me
and I would tell her
Count Dragool with tube fingers would take her slow
if she hit her self hard across the mouth
and she would scream to Eden
bash mashley thrash me
I want the men with red tridents
and ding dong tails too
while she watched my eyes like surveillance drones as if a great confederation of cocks marched towards her

certainly not painless
but the pain of an addict
who knows all to well the pleasure of the needle
first the little sting and then the great oooow
of becoming eaten kingo flinks
and potato chips
by the pussy arts master

she is butter on the stove
im the rare drug
a Do Do bird beaking flesh
a cold hard penetration
she a yielding intricacy of complications
a bald Rapunzel
feeling under abused til now
with black crow lips and jumbo bangled earings
like a long jangling math problem that ends
with a big O
O popping grapes
like pink flower hysterical nipples
popping co co pops
on a singing red bed

her limbs a yawing stretch
of insanity sane
her body a torn zipper
being yanked up and down

a frenzy of crying blasphemies and knotted kisses
dancing the bend over
cha cha cha

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Is her body ok to try and be a nude art model? 

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Recently I came across a video on Motherless, that reminded me of something that happened some years ago, I am now 59 and this story happened when I was in my early 30's, mobile phones was in there infancy basically text phone calls only no video, but camcorder's were around. I try my best to find the recording that was made, its probably grainy if I find I will post on Motherless. it was my close mate who set up camcorders all over his flat, in his Kitchen/lounge, bedroom, bathroom. he gave me a copy after the event.


This was a kind of payback- revenge,
Steve was dating a lovely girl he was 28, she was 20, her name Carly petite slim athletic figure, nearly flat chested, puffy little nipples, a trimmed pussy, pert ass, strawed dye hair, big brown eye and sexy dimples she was always smiling she stood no taller than 5 foot, Steve was a 6 footer towered above her, he was fairly handsome guy, he was very popular with the ladies, fit as a fiddle not an once of fat on him wash board tummy (6pack) he played a lot of sport, very intelligent ,he was a pilot, with a big big airline
The story begins when Carly announced she was being transferred with her job she was a ground staff air stewardess, and when she had completed her training she would be going in the air as a full air stewardess, Same airline as Steve, so chances was they be on the same plane, the main hub for the Airline was Gatwick London, UK. so they was moving to the area, Steve kept his flat, in Bristol UK, he loaned it out to me at a small monthly price.

After they moved and Carly passed completed her training, she did get placed as cabin staff Air stewardess on his plane, so they was together, a few flights Carly had to stay on the ground to take her final exam, which she passed, but IT was brought to Steve's attention, that Carly's ex was a security guard at Gatwick Airport, he had found out some how Carly was based there and he applied for a job there, and apparently Carly had been seen with him going to the pub for meals and drinks,
Steve knew the reason why Carly and her ex split up, he had cheated on her controlled her and had hit her a few times, and he dumped her, but never got over Carly,
So when Carly was finally back in the Air Steve was happy, made him feel secure, how ever Carly didn't go back on his plane to start with he did mostly long haul flights she got put on several short haul, then she re-joined Steve's plane, but Steve was made to feel uneasy as several of the stewards and stewardess's told Steve that on 2-3 of the short haul flights, they believed that Carly's ex had managed to worm his way on as air flight security, and normally all the stewards, stewardesses shared a hotel room with a fellow steward , stewardesses but Carly got a room on her own and her ex was seen going in and coming out of her room, and on more than one occasion she looked as if she had had over night company,
Steve took all this in , and obviously he questioned Carly, she at First denied anything she said yes he had been on the same flights she was on but only twice and she roomed on her own as the girl she was told to share with snored and she didn't really like her
but Steve was still very suspicious so he kept asking her in different ways, Eventually she cracked and confessed he had stayed in her room, she was tired and confused, and didn't realise she still had feelings for him and he said he still loved her and wanted to marry her and wanted her to dump Steve,

When Steve got the truth he felt so low such an idiot, Carly promised they never had sex was just kissing and cuddling, Steve didn't believe a word she was saying as once he could except but 2-3 times No Way, Carly promised it would never happen again she really Loved Steve was broken he couldn't concentrate on his job so he booked a month off he explained to the Airline, so they granted him the time off they also gave Carly the same time so they could sort there relationship out, the ex carried on working as a security guard at the Airport, and did the occasional in flight security, but he gave that up when he realised he was not going to get any long haul so couldn't be near Carly, now the ex as you have probably guessed was a low life slime bucket,
he managed to get Steve's and Carly's address in Gatwick, he had positioned a very very small spy type camcorder that could record maximum 30 minutes of film, he sent a copy of a recording to Steve that had been transferred on to a VHS video tape, This recording clearly showed Carly giving her ex a blow job and swallowing his cum, and she was on all fours and the ex took her in her pussy from behind.
Steve's worst suspicions was there in a recording in front of him, so again Steve Questioned Carly again, she denied denied denied denied even after he showed her the recording she denied saying it wasn't her, then as the recording went on her face became very clear and you heard him saying to her. you still Love me don' t you ? she answered no this was a mistake, you took advantage of me, I am drunk you plied me with drink , I love Steve !!!, I love
Steve, as she cried, then Carly after seeing and hearing the whole recording, finally admitted it.
Steve had an idea this wasn't the first time Carly had cheated on him, again her asked her to tell him the truth as he was fed up with all the finger pointing and Chinese whispers, if she told him the whole truth they may be able to work things out and salvage there relationship.
Carly broke down crying un controllably dropping to her knee's holding Steve around his legs, saying please don't leave me please I love you, I want to marry you spend the rest of our days together, I will do anything for you, I let you do what ever you want to me, Steve was also tearful, as he said you got to tall me the truth, since we became an official couple, I want to know everything.
Carly started spilling the bean's saying it always happened when she got drunk, I been with 2 of the other AIR stewardesses who I know you fucked in the as before we came together, I know Steve said I told you about them, I had sex with one off my trainer's that old guy, Tom he was rubbish came as soon as he got it in me, you Mate Pete, he took me outside when you was playing pool, her fucked me over the bonnet of a car, , then after he finished put me on the back seat of your car, went back in the pub told you I was pissed and he had put me in your car, and my ex that you just found out about, was only fucked in my pussy,
Ok we can I hope work it out the common theme is it happens when you are pissed, so you have to promise no more alcohol, then you don't get drunk your pants wont fall off you wont get fucked,.
even though Steve had assured Carly they could work it out, Carly fucking her Ex was a bitter pill for him to swallow, made him sick to the depths of his stomach,

He was on the phone to me saying they had a month off and they be heading back to Bristol for a weeks holiday, not to worry they had an apartment at Airport, in the pilots stop over hotel, they would be spending 1 night at the flat, this kind of confused me, then Steve told me the full story, and he wanted revenge get his own back on Carly,
ummm what's your idea buddy I asked, he replied well Carly likes a drink likes to get pissed and likes the cock when she is pissed, so I want to see herself enjoy herself and be there to watch her, so I want you Paul to get a group of lads together. not mates, preferably nice looking strangers, I know you have contacts that neither me or Carly know, and these people shouldn't know us, you can arrange that can't you, yeah yeah mate for sure, but is this a good idea, you Love Carly don't you, Steve replied yes of course I do but this will make me fell a lot better, don't worry Paul he said, she won't remember a thing I will take care of that,
that's when I that mentioned I knew Carly's ex and his wife yes he's married, i went to the wedding earlier this year, Married fucking married, and he's still going after Carly, that fucking guy needs to be taught a serious lesson,
I told Steve I as friendly with the wife and like Carly she got drunk her pants just happened to slip of, and I had gotten her drunk and fucked every one of her holes, he is still up in Gatwick working he only comes home one week end a month, and he has been this month, so you tell me the date day you and Carly are going to be back and stopping at the flat and I make sure she is her and pissed you can make yourself fell even better you can fuck Carly's ex's wife silly no holes barred mate, Steve simply said Do it make it happen,

A week later Steve rang saying they was at the pilots stop over hotel and to make it happen on the Friday or Saturday night, I got to work, as I worked as night door security in the Pub and Night club's, I got to know a lot of guy's so I contacted about 10 fellow night security guy's to see if they was up for a sex party with 2 beautiful willing girls, no holes barred, only 3 was interested but could only do the Friday night, I also knew a lot of guy's at the local Gym all had good bodies none to big in the penis area but ok size, not to muscle bound either I got interest from 2 of them, there was a small group of lads I was friendly with socialised with when not working from my martial arts club, we did MMA type stuff and kick boxing, 4 of them was interested that was 8 guy's, day was set for the coming Friday night, I basically called it a house party bring a bottle, starting at 10pm,
I rang Steve told him was sorted, was he 100% he wanted to go through with it ??
Steve was definitely sure it was all go, we was going to a pub late afternoon to get the drinks flowing I was to invite, Carly's ex's wife Alice, thin girl big tits 5'3" 45/47 kgs black hair blue eye's wore glasses, bit of a plain Jane type, but a great fuck, never stopped moving, definitely no sack of spuds,. after a few drinks we pop in to a Italian restaurant that I had to book for 7pm no later,
then on to another pub, before getting back to that flat by 9:30 ready for the sex party, hopefully both girls Carly and Alice would be well on the way to getting drunk, I was still wondering how Steve was so certain neither of the girls would remember a thing just probably be sore when they sobered up.
I soon learned on that Friday night out the corner of my eye I see him put some clear drops in both the girls drinks he did this 3-4 times, and when we was in the last pub he got me himself and the 2 girls up dancing, to some 70's 80's disco music,
We got a Taxi back to the flat, as the girls had become a little weak in the legs, It was pay Taxi driver out taxi into the lift in to the flat pour a drink or 2 before anyone arrived, Steve even invited the Taxi driver but he declined as he was married and was on duty or he would have joined us.
Steve put some music on grabbed a can of lager pulled Carly up and started to dance sexily with her did the same with Alice, a knock at the door 4 of the guy's I invited was there, I led them to the lounge kitchen area told them to put the drinks they bought along on the side grab a cold one out the fridge and make themselves feel comfortable, my phone rang 2 of the security guy's was calling off they was now working, the party was well under way when about 11 my phone went again the other guy's from the martial arts club also called off, I told them it was fine, they guy on the other end said it was a joke they didn't believe I was being serious so they went pubbing and was going clubbing, ok
there was 6 of us guy's 2 willing but unknown what was about to happen girls, 6 guys was perfect as the girls only both had 3 holes each to fill.
I quickly spoke to Steve, said that was it no more guy's coming along it was just the 6 of us.
Steve signalled for the other guy's to join me dancing with his Girlfriend Carly, there was hands all over her body and the guy's was kissing her neck checks lips Carly was Loving the attention, we was basically holding her up as her legs had gone so weak from what ever Steve had put in the girls drinks, Steve in turn pulled Alice to her feet, and started dancing touching her ass, I joined him leaving Carly dancing being kissed and groped by 4 stranger's,
I was behind Alice Steve in front, we was both now kissing her and feeling her up, Alice was not as weak as Carly she could just about stand unaided as we was kissing Alice she lent her head back towards me said I never had 2 guy's at same time are you both going to fuck me hard tonight, I always dream of this, my useless fucking husband doesn't know who to satisfy any woman his oral skills are non existent, I'm sure he doesn't know where the clit or G spot is as she laughed, Steve was busy un dressing Alice he had dropped her jean's and pants to the floor had lifted her T-shirt and took a tit out her bra and was licking and teasing a nipple, I had got my cock out and Alice was holding masturbating me slowly. I looked at Steve and said you best give the Ok to the other guy's
Steve turned to them said guy's she is all yours enjoy her strip her any way you want rip tear cut her clothes off, you can eat her get her to eat you fuck her silly, but no ass fucking she is a Virgin in that hole, he looked at me said Paul my mate best buddy i like you to have the pleasure of taking Carly's ass virginity, but its got to be done dry and sadistically, just fucking ram it up her rip that ass apart, then you guy's can do what ever you want with her, Carly in a very drunken muffled slurred voice said something like not my ass and only you can fuck me Steve I'm your girl just yours, I understood perfectly what she said, Steve on the other hand heard different to everyone else, he said there you go lads once Paul here has taken her ass virginity, you heard her she wants you al to do her ass even me.

Well me and Steve carried on with getting Alice completely naked we lay her down on the carpet, I lowered my cock in to her mouth while Steve lifted her Alice's ass just off the floor positioned his cock at her pussy opening, Alice snarled at him don't you dare tease just get it in me a fuck me good make me wet and feel your cock deep in me, as he slipped in and out of Alice's pussy, to the side the other guy's had Carly bent over the arm of the sofa and one of them had entered her pussy and was pushing deep while the others was masturbating over her bake one sat on the sofa getting blown, they all change quite often, Steve stopped fucking Alice turned her over putting her on her knee's then entered her from behind, he called me to him and said I hope you don't mind I have a camcorder, in my bag over there it is a bit of a big one it carries a VHS cassette it is simple to use, just point it press record, I want you to record all this for me get close up, but before you record Carly getting fucked, I want you Paul to record me fucking Alice in her cunt mouth and ass and make sure you get both our faces in the shot,
so that's what I did for the next half hour record Steve fucking all Alices holes, Steve told Alice to use his name and to tell him what hole she wanted him to fuck, it made me so fucking horny
I knew I was going to explode once I got a mouth pussy or girls ass around my cock, I got my chance to Fuck Alice in all her holes and me and Steve DPd her ass her pussy and ass and pussy proper DP,
All that time the four other guys had used Carly's pussy and mouth made her swallow all there load, and seriously cream pied her pussy, I looked at her and her pussy was so so red she looked really sore, Alice went over to Carly who was lay on the floor ass propped in the Air as the guys had put cushions under her bum Alice just lowered her head directly on to Carly's pussy and began to eat the cream pie out her pussy, as she did this she asked Steve to fuck her up the ass, when he was done she wanted me up her ass followed by all the other guys,
We all took our turns, Alice then said she wanted to be made air tight, but first she wanted to see me take Carly's as virginity, Carly was rolled on to her front, and the cushion was placed under her so her ass was in the air easier to be entered, Alice carried on eating Carly's pussy from behind and fingered her asshole and gave it a little lick leaving Carly with a little lube she then took me Paul in her mouth made sure I was rock hard she held my cock as I eased the tip of my cock into Carly's Virgin ass,
Steve shouted out going no mercy just ram in all in go balls deep Paul or I get one of the others to take her virginity, at that I held Carly's hips tight I could just about hear Carly saying no please no please don't hurt me please, as I held her hips tight I lunged deep in to her as definitely no mercy I was buried deep real deep, everyone was geeing me on go for it fuck that ass even Alice was telling me to fuck her virgin ass hard and deep, a voice said that's it stretch the bitch make her bleed, I fucked her real hard real deep, it must have hurt her badly as I am no small guy, 7-9 inches long and really really thick, they guy's nicknamed me horse, I guess because of how big and thick my cock was. as I kept fucking I could hear muffled crying asking me to stop, but in full throws of fucking there was absolutely no chance I was going to stop, Steve had re=entered Alice's as and we was fucking the 2 girls in rhythm.

All night long the guys ploughed both girls holes all 3 of them but they paid particular attention to Carly's once virgin that I Paul had broken in earlier that night,
by about 3-4 am all the stranger guy's I had invited has drifted away, it was just me Steve Alice and Carly, Alice now had hold of the camcorder and was recording me(Paul) and Steve abusing Carly's body, we fucked her as we DPd her ass pussy over and over, we DPd her properly, 1 in pussy 1 in the ass, we took turns really ramming Carly's ass was a competition judged by Alice who fucked Carly's ass the hardest,
We both fucked Alice's holes as well she loved it, after a while longer with Steve fucking her pussy Alice fell asleep, poor Carly was already fast asleep on the sofa face down head hanging slightly over the side, being a nice guy, (hehehehehe) I put a blanket over her naked body, just before I covered her over I made a short recording of what her asshole looked like, it was a swollen mess ripped torn a little bit of blood looked as if we had fucked her piles out, she looked very similar to what a Baboons ass looks like, her pussy was also very swollen if I was asked what I thought had happened to her pussy I say it had either bean beat up with a cricket bat or run over by an articulated lorry road kill (hahahahahaha)
Alice's ass looked similar as Carly's Baboon really red and swollen but it wasn't as bad,
we all fell asleep. I was the first to wake up in the morning followed by Alice, well I say morning, it was closer to midday
Alice sat there in my bed clenching the bed clothes tightly around herself, she asked me why she was naked in my bed with a strange guy led next to her, I passed her my dressing gown she made her way to the bath room, she shouted for me to go to the bathroom, where she was bent over looking at her ass and pussy in my full length wall to ceiling mirror, she said look at that Paul what the fuck happened to her last night, look at my ass I hope it was you not that other guy that did that to my ass, I just laughed and had to walk away, She showered got dressed, when she came out the bathroom I made her a coffee. I told her if she thought she looked bad and was sore she should see the other girl Carly, she's 10x worse off. at that I lifted the blanket and showed Alice poor Carly's pussy and ass, upon seeing Carly, Alice nearly choaked and spat her coffee everywhere, OMFG the poor girl ain't going to be able to walk or poop, and seeing how swollen and red raw her pussy is I doubt she be peeing properly,
Come on Paul what went on last night you and your matey over there couldn't have done that much damage to the 2 of us girls alone no way,
I said to Alice don't you remember anything at all, she looked me in the eyes saying no not a thing,
So what ever Steve gave them did actually really do it's thing.
Then Alice's phone buzzed it was her husband Carly's ex, of course A lice didn't know this, she shushed me , When she came off her phone all I got was shit he's on his way home he be back by 3pm today,
Ohhh fuck fuck fuck he's going to want to have sex, Crying she asked how the fuck was she going to explain how her pussy is so swollen beat up and how on earth can she explain her asshole resembling a Baboon ass, I just told her to say she was having her period, had been to the gym and used one of the big stretchy bands thingy's and it had come loose from its bar and had sprung into her crutch whipping it, she said stop laughing its not funny he will know I been having sex,
Steve had been awake listening to Alice, he put his worth in and told Alice every thing and everyone she had fucked had been recorded,
That's when Carly woke up she tried to move, why does it feel like my ass and pussy had been trampled by a herd of elephants, Steve got up walked naked over to Carly lifted the blanket bust out laughing saying all times I have seen you naked I never noticed you had a Baboons ass (hahahahahahahahaha) he was in hysterics

Don't you girls remember what went on last night, Both had a blank look across there faces, I guess not Steve said, We both had a brilliant night didn't we Paul mate,
Don't worry girl's everything was recorded if you are good we can all get together another time, and watch the recordings together, over a bottle of wine a take away, that OK if we can do it here isn't it Paul.
Yeah of course it is Steve,
Both Alice and Carly told Steve he was a scheming son of a bitch, he had the recordings he was going to use the recordings to blackmail them get them to do what he wanted,
Steve said I never thought of doing that, thanks Girls, Carly looked at Steve said how can you do this to us to me, I thought you loved me, thought we was going to get married that's what you told me,
Don't worry Carly I told you we would work our relationship out, what happened last night was a bit of pay back remember those things you told me you had done while pissed I didn't believe you so I got you drunk to see if you was telling the truth when you was plied with drink you get taken advantage of to easily, well you proved to me you was actually telling the truth, now I will see if the second part of what you told me was true then we will get married if you still want to Paul can be the best man and Alice if she survives that prick of her Husband could be your matron of honour,
Alice said so what's this got to do with me or am I just a pawn in your sick game,

There is a second story that goes with this one but that's for another day

I hope you all enjoyed this story, I know its a long story but its the only way I could genuinely write it explain in detail to do it justice,
I Asked Steve and Carly if I could write this and post it on Motherless he said yes but i had to write as he dictated happenings to me, this is the story as he said it.

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Short Story: The Exploitation of Joan
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She was being crushed under the weight of his hairy fat gut, pressing into her soft fragile body. Joan gasped for breath as his large hand gripped her neck. She gasped and gagged feeling him pumping his member deep inside her, his whisky breath wafting up her nostrils at whatever oxygen she struggled to inhale. Her petite breasts protruded under his barrel chest as he slammed into her. Her long slender legs were pinned open as he pounded her little frame of a body. With each thrust it was harder to breath. His bearded face was itchy on her soft pale skin, reddening it with irritation. He let go of her neck, and quickly bit into her neck, she could feel his teeth sinking in and she let out a gasp. She inhaled, and gulped in as much air as she could and coughed. With each cough she could feel her muscles tighten around his invading cock that was decimating her womb.

She could feel the tip of his thick cock slam into her cervix, and she squealed in pain. The pain of her vaginal walls being stretched almost made her pass out as he fucked her with no remorse. One of his giant paws grabbed on to one of her petite breasts, squeezing tightly. His bearded mouth was upon her lips and his tongue forcefully opened her mouth. She could taste his stale putrid breath as his tongue slid on to hers. His tongue penetrated deep inside of her mouth. Grunting with every pump into her small frame, her body was jolted by each and every painful thrust inside her. His mouth pulled away from her lips, and he focused on a perky breast, biting down, sucking as his hairy obese belly pinned her underneath. He tensed up, she could feel the girth of his cock expanding inside her, pushing the walls of her tight vagina outward. His hand gripped her neck and he stopped sucking on her nipple, but was now looking into her eyes. He grunted loudly and she felt his large cock pulsating deep within her. Her pussy was on fire, as if a volcano was erupting inside her. She could feel his hot white cum dripping out of her as he continued to pump in a seemingly never ending orgasm. She winced in pain as her pussy burned from being stretched so much from the friction of such a large cock. He collapsed on top of her, grunting. Again she struggled to breath, and patted him on his hairy back.

“Hey…” she whispered.
“Hmmm,” he grunted and rolled off of her.
She stood up and cum ran down her leg. Joan shook her head because she really hated taking the morning after pill, but she couldn’t afford to get birth control. There were no free women’s clinics around her area. Joan walked over to the nightstand and recounted the money that was on it. $600, he must have given her a tip for not using a condom – not like she really had a choice in the matter. The man stirred, and she turned towards him. He was looking up at her grinning, admiring her body.
“That was some good ass pussy, girl. Makin mama proud I’m sure!” He had a southern drawl.
Joan didn’t say a word, but leaned down and grabbed her panties off the floor.

“Alright little lady, I get the hint,” he grunted as he got up off the bed, reaching for his pants. He pulled out his wallet, looked inside, “Well ya didn’t steal anything, here’s another $200 for being a good girl, a good little slut. You keep that pussy of yours in tip top shape ok? Daddy’s gonna want more.”
“Yes sir,” she murmured. Her muscles hurt, her pussy hurt, and her neck throbbed in pain. She looked down at her breast and it was bruised, and had a hickey. She would need time to heal before accepting other clients. She sat down on the bed and slipped on her favorite black miniskirt, then picked up her red laced top and pulled it over her small tits.

“Yer not a talkative one,” he noted, “I like that. Bitches who talk too much annoy me, well, gotta head home to the cunt I married. Hopefully I’ll see you again. Here is my number.”

He handed her a business card and quickly put his shirt on. Not even looking back to her, he opened the door to the room and left.

“No fucking way I’m going through that again. Fuck,” she said to herself. She stood up and winced in pain. She walked over to the room’s safe which was hidden in a closet and used the combination to open it. Her purse was inside, as was her phone.

She looked through the various text messages on her phone and noticed one from her stepbrother.

“I know what you have been doing, you little whore,” the text read.
Her face was flush with anger, “motherfucking asshole,” she said as she dialed his number.
“Hello?” He politely asked.
“Fuck off, who do you think you are?”
“Just a guy who is gonna tell your mom your little secret… unless…”
“UNLESS WHAT?” Joan fumed, yelling into the phone.
“Unless you let me get some of that…” he said calmly.
“Listen dickhead, I don’t know what you’re talking about – what secret? Go ahead, you’re disgusting.”
Her step brother was a bit older than she was, he was 26, and she just turned 21.
“I’ve got proof. One of my buddies fucked you, and took video of it. Hidden video, here I’ll send you a screenshot, hold on…” he scrolled through his phone and sent her a screenshot of her kneeling on the floor of a hotel room, with a man’s cock in her mouth.
Her heart nearly stopped.
“I’ve always had a thing for you, Joan… your choice” he said.
(to be continued?)

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SERIOUS philosophical question for ML, folks...

So, where do you stand... Videos, or pics?

I'm no youngster so well remember when pics were about all there was, and what videos you could find were usually low quality, short rips off European porn videotapes. So for years, pics were 99% of what I fapped to (not counting non-computer sessions with just my imagination, or girls who either wanted me to fap for them or for us to fap together). Commercial porn on VHS (DVD was too rare and expensive) was mostly depressing shit with disinterested looking girls and shitty video quality, and I avoided watching any of it.

But once computer video quality got near TV level good, cable and DSL made downloading 5-20 and now even hour-plus videos take mere moments... and thanks to webcams, the majority isn't pro bitches with fake tits and obvious looks of boredom... I gotta say video is amazeballs. If I'd been able to download tens of thousands of 18-25 year old (I'm assuming the younger looking girls were 18, cuz, they MUSTVE been right?) girls who're at least as if not more freaky/horn than I was as a teen/early-20s guy and who were making non-profit hot as balls webcam vids for everyone to see doing themselves, their good girl friends, or their just as enthusiastic BFs... pretty sure I never wouldve left my bedroom for weeks at a time. The girls may be just as hot (sometimes hotter) as the pics girls, but even the plain looking girls drive me nuts... cuz you don't just see a frozen, posed moment of hips/ass, waist, tits and face, you see their writhing, hear their moaning and the squish of their wet poons, and (this does a LOT for me even if not other guys) you can watch the dozens of different intense feelings in their faces and almost even see the passion in their eyes... hell, take the right drugs and it can be damn hard to tell it apart from actually physically being there.

On the other hand, without an unlimited hard drive budget, there's only so many vids you can have. And many of them are either the same girls or groups of girls, or else the same guy with different girls who are similar enough looking to know what the dude's preferred type is. With pics, while I'm sure nobody's counted, I'd wager there's 10s if not hundreds of thousands of girls who've put homemade porn shots online. With vids it's hard to fap more than an hour or two without the same (admiddetly hot) girl showing back up, which can get a little repetetive. But then, with pics... I've been fapping online since the early 90s when Usenet had enough hot naked 15-25 (obviously I typo'd when I meant to say 18 there, right?) to make motherless give up in tears. I could go 5+ years without crossing paths with the same girl, even longer without seeing the same set of pics again.

The other good thing about a quality photo is, while it may not move, the good ones capture the girls faces in amazing shots, capture every curve, line and muscle of their bodies in an eternal moment. If you find a good 10-20 or more series of the same girl alone (or with a girl, dude, or group), scrolling throuh the set anyone with a non-tarded imagination can see a story in the photos which not uncommonly is hotter than any good video, since you need to fill in the gaps with your imagination - or you can find that one best shot and stare at it until your mind flies off in search of her pussy... or at least until your dick can't handle another stroke and your mind goes blank in an epic spoogerocket. Before that, for me anyway, I love finding a gorgeous photo of a true beauty (doesn't even need full nudity) and staring at it until the world melts away and until I blow my load I can linger my eyes across her frozen tensing and quvering muscles, her ecstatic facial expressions, and the look of "holy oh my god wow wow wow wow" in her eyes. And the effort it takes to make the girl's photo(s) fill my universe can keep me whacking for a full hour or more... while a good video can have my session over in 10 or 15 minutes. The exception being live cams where knowing I'm seeing something RIGHT NOW and that she's heading towards an orgasm almost as fast as I am mixed in with actually talking to the girl via cam or IM. In a way, fapping together with a camgirl, even if she's 5000 miles away and you don't know her real name... that's kinda magic. Whether in the same room or on different continents, you're talking to her live, often one on one with nobody else... discussing things you'd feel real awkward talking to a girlfriend about... I'd say that may be as close to actual fucking as is possible without being in the same room and at least doing oral.

It's near impossible to decide and even then I'd likely change my mind with each separate oral/hand and the rare fuck treat that comes my way because whether it's oral or more intense cam play over the net, nothing compares to a real dick-in-poon fuckparty with a girl you love (whether that's a romantic thing or just a real close friendship that occasionally crosses lines but (in my experience anyway) only tends to make the friendship deeper and stronger even if it's a one time, totally unromantic, physical thing that just serves to manifest the friendship or romance in a way words just can't.

So I dunno, I suppose I go back and forth between phases and there's times I download nothing but vids... but then will go DAYS fapping only to pics. Some of the best pics capture just the right moments for max hotness.... that first few seconds of penetrating a girl's puss and how that makes her back arch and her eyes widen and almost glow... the ecstatic grimace she has those first few serious thrusts... the minutes just before she's about to cum and loses all composure over her facial and body muscles... the divine art of a girl cumming... and that smile and the sparkling eyes of a girl just cum who's looking into her partner's eyes (or the cam if she's alone).

There's just so much LIFE in a video though.

What you all think, pics or vids best (or at least second best to taking a ride down the waterslide of ecstasy between the warm legs of a hot young lady)?

If you're a pix man (or pix lez) what are your favorite sites for real authentic looking non-pro pics, other than ML? Or your favorite ML galleries/groups? Or vidwhackers, what are your go to places? And why do you prefer one to the other?

That said, while I don't download most things, what I do save is far more video than pics. I really can't say which I think is better, or why.

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i confess that i find tattoos and nipple piercings extremely ugly on women. why they wanted to ruin the work of art that was their body is incomprehensible to me.

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Recently I went to a party; small gathering of some friends in an intimate setting. Instantly upon walking through the front door I could feel this woman noticing me; checking me out and vibing me. I am forty years old. She was in her early fifties. Her daughter was there as I soon came to find out. The Mother was overweight. She carried her weight well, but was nonetheless fat. She was not strikingly pretty, but rather pleasant to look at. She had long blond and straight hair, and her facial features indicated a potentially hard life. I'm good at reading people, and deciphering their stories from a glance. It was clear to me she'd put herself through the ringer of life, but there was light to her, and so I was interested. She was no taller than 5 ft, 3. She wore all black, sort of indicative of a witch, which peaked my curiosity even more. She was wearing a heavy coat so I could at this point not see as to the size of her tits. That was soon about to change.

This was an art party, where everyone gathered to create some piece of art. I used the excuse of the colored pencils that were next to her to find my seat beside her. She instantly engaged me, and just like that, it was on. Within ten seconds of sitting by her side she removed her jacket in a clear and shameless attempt to show me her tits. They were big. Correction; they were huge. The vibe I was receiving was almost as though I could reach out and touch one within moments of knowing her. If there were no people around us, I would have, but I remained calm.

It was New Years Eve, and after a few hours of chatting with her, I asked if I could kiss her at midnight. She gladly obliged, and so at the silence of 3, 2, 1, I did. She pressed her body against mine and instantly I though, "those tits are going into my mouth." She slipped her tongue into me and began feeling around as though she'd lost something in there. I reciprocated. We did not find what we were looking for.

A few minutes past midnight and I asked her to go for a walk with me. She did. I could have told her to finger her ass hole and bark like a seal and she would have. She wanted me, and I knew it. This does not happen often, so please take this as it is, excitement, not bragging. My dick was hard and I liked it.

We walked around the corner and she grabbed me tight. She slid her tongue into my mouth once again and my hand went on her breast. She lowered the collar of her shirt and took one of them out. My head went down and my mouth latched on. Within two hours of knowing this woman, I was sucking on her tits.

I looked up at her and with my very wet tongue, I licked her mouth. If a woman reciprocates to you licking her mouth, you know this is one dirty bitch. She did, and she was. She placed her hand on my erect cock and with a smile on her face said, "that'll do."

I could have pushed her on her knees right there and had her eating dick, but I wanted more.

We walked back to to standing amongst the crowd at the fire. Her daughter was opposite us. Her hand went into my pants and she began jerking me off. I could have cum right then. Not because it felt so good, but because I was so turned on by her act of public disobedience. My hand went inside her jacket which she had put back on to be outside, and I began squeezing her nipples while she jerked me off.

We eventually said goodnight, but not before setting a date for the next.

The next night we met and quickly ate. It was clear she wanted dick, and it was clear I was going to give it to her. We entered my house and she took off her shirt. This is where the story gets odd. As I said, she was a big girl. When she took her shirt off, she must have noticed or misread a facial expression of mine, because her body language instantly changed form fuck me, to, not so much. Her shirt went off quickly, but then she stopped. We laid in my bed and I began kissing her and her tits. They were huge, definitely bigger than Double D, and probably more like an F. It's hard to tell on the fat girls what's tit and what just you being fat. Either way I liked them a lot.

I was just about to make a move to fuck her when she pulled my pants off and put my cock in her mouth. I always prefer a woman be below me when she's got my dick in her mouth. I like face and throat fucking, and access to some titty fucking in between as well, so I positioned her as so. I removed my dick from her mouth. She was now lying on her back and I was straddling her face. I love this position. I put my balls in her mouth, and then slowly moved her mouth lower and lower below my balls to give her the chance to eat my ass. If a girl wants to, she will if the chance is given. She went for it, and within ten minutes of being home, my ass-hole was in her mouth. She not only did it, but she would not let go of it. She loved it, and she ate my ass like it's never been eaten before. Her tongue was shoving deep inside and within moments I was ready to explode. I held back.

I turned around, positioning myself so I could fuck her tits while she ate her ass-hole desert. Fuck I was going to come so hard. If you have never done this, boy or girl, I highly suggest it. Riding that bitches face with my ass in her mouth and dick between her huge tits...all I can say is hoy shit, yes, please!

I could hardly stand it any more. I turned around and began feeding her more dick. She began moaning this high pitched, and sort of annoying sound. She sounded like a fucking pig, which was good because we both knew she was being a fucking pig. A good fat fucking ass eating fuck pig. And now it was time for her feeding. I shit you not, she began crying out in this high pitched moan, "I want to drink your cum, I want to drink your cum!" Over and over. I didn't know if I wanted to cum on her or slap her and tell her to shut the fuck up. If I knew her better I would have done both. Dirty bitch. Or I guess more apropos would be slut. I finally blew my load and because of the ass eating it was a big one. Right into her open mouth and she hoovered up every drop. I got some on her lip and she made sure to lick that clean too.

I rolled over and relaxed. She was rubbing my chest and within a few moments I jerked awake from a sudden nodding out. She said, "ok, it's time for me to go." She would have spent the night but I didn't have a bed due to me just moving into a new home just a week earlier. I did tell her this while we were at dinner. She said she didn't care. The floor was good for eating ass and cum, but not for resting. The fat girls need a bed poor back muscles from being fat. I understood. We got up and got dressed.

We were walking toward the door and she leaned toward me awkwardly, closed her eyes and pursed her lips. The weird thing was that she was standing like three feet from me when she did this, so I could not tell if she was asking for a kiss, or had indigestion. I awkwardly reciprocated with a half-assed kiss, and she was pleased. In hind-site I wished I'd just fucked her face or spit on her or called her a dumb pig or something, but I didn't, I just kissed her. We got back into my truck and I drove her home.

She was here visiting her daughter from out of state. I asked if I would see her again and she told me she was leaving the following day and probably not. It's been two months and I have not heard a word form her. It's better that way, but sometimes I wish she'd come over and eat my ass and leave again. That'd be a nice regular to have.

My question is this; why'd she resort to not letting me fuck her? No complaints on my end, but I just thought it weird because she'd mentioned it several time right up until the act was in motion, and then just decided to eat some ass.

I think about and am writing this now because I am going to another art party tonight at that same house. I don't think she'll be there as she was just visiting and it was a total fluke, but her daughter might be. Her daughter is in her early thirties, but I wonder if her mother taught her well. man, what a fantasy it is to have them both eating that ass. Ok, gonna go jerk it thinking of that one!

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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."

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PUNISHMENT MANIFESTO: I read through tons of the pathetic posts on the MOTHERLESS message board and it disgusts me. Bogus pictures downloaded, false stories about sexual adventures told and just plain stupidity displayed by weak-minded clowns guised by the pervert aesthetic. Well let me assure you that my confession is from my black heart and isn�t some cry for attention. Those who can resonate to my experiences and visions may perhaps understand what my being craves. Those who don�t will NEVER understand.

Let me begin by saying I have always been lured in by the darker side of life. Since I was a child, violence and sex fascinated me. My upbringing was pretty average, I wasn�t molested or abused. But I loved to see people get hurt and anytime I could see nude female flesh (real or porn) I couldn�t resist. So my identity was born, not molded. I just evolved as time went on.

I started off a voyeur, watching my single mother next door neighbor undress at night and sometime even have sex. It was a turn on to watch and not be seen. When I got older I started to roam the town in search of new sights.

When I became sexual active I couldn�t have so-called normal sex. It had to be aggressive and degrading to the girl. I usually dated girls with bad reputations so I felt like they were getting what they deserved. When I dated a girl who was semi-normal, if she teased me I made sure she finished! Any cunt that lets you rub your cock on her pussy is asking for it!

Later I got involved in S&M and other sexual ritualistic actions. By then my mind had surpassed my body. It was the ideas in my head that led me to my vices, not my cock. And in my world I was GOD! My rules and my pleasures! If you entered my circle you would indeed be consumed by the blackness of my soul.

Enough of all that bullshit for now! I just wanted to give you a background on where I came from. What am I now?

I AM THE ONLY! HE WHO PUNISHES THE WHORES!

The pain I inflict on them brings me to a place of orgasmic ecstasy! Their agony is my muse and their flesh is my canvas. Is it wrong to stalk those who flaunt themselves and flirt with every man with a cock? These so-called strong single women need to be taught a lesson! If they play the slut, they shall indeed be treated like a slut! Don�t get me wrong, I am not just some women hater. In fact I feel every man should have a good one by his side. But the others who think fucking a variety of men makes them independent women should be put in their place. And if the whore is married and cheating on her husband, then she should be abused like the slut she is! Do you understand what I am saying. Not ALL women should be dealt with, just the ones who deserve it. And there are MANY of them out there!

I have done things to women some people couldn�t stomach. Bringing them to a realization that I was in control of their whole fucking existence! My baptism of bondage, bruises, blood and pain shows them the light of my darkness. The scar I leave will never heal and the memories will last forever. Just like their first kiss or the first time they had sex. I take pride in my art. Yes, I may go to far and do some damage to their psyche, but it is the price I am willing for them to pay! And my mission will continue.

Are you willing to die or pay for what you do? Are you that committed? Well, I am! My life is my art and my art is my passion and lust! My Holy Trinity is PAIN, SUFFERING and BRUTALITY! There is no right or wrong, just being. And the modern harlots that dare to flaunt their sexuality so easy shall be made to live up to their actions in my church of agony. In the pit they will find their salvation in my den of damnation! You whores know who you are. Remember that when you are alone. You never know when a �God� will decide to shine down his wrath on you? And I AM GOD!!!!!!!!!

Ars longa, vita brevis

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1. i never thought i'd have anything to say here.
2. the moral of this story is: even if you have a girlfriend, even if you're attractive, you should still download some .torrents of audio books about the venusian arts as popularized by these weirdo pick up artists named MYSTERY and LOVE DROP.
and this is not a sales pitch either. most of you should know that torrent sites are free file sharing things.

anyway, here's my story:

i'm a decent enough looking guy, funny, charisma, musical, artistic. maybe a bit of a sex addict, who knows. i've been with about 33 girls, very few just one night stands, and only been dumped once. so if i was a boxer, i'd have a good record.
i have a girlfriend who is my age. her idea of good sex is 20 mutually satisfactory minutes. and i suppose that's enough for some guys, but i'd much rather have what i like to call FIGHT CLUB STYLE SEX (remember that scene?) like the sex i used to have with my Puerto rican GF in college. BANG ZOOM.

i'm a member of a private torrent site and i DL all sorts of audio books. mostly new age, fiction and science, recently some books about the occult and the art of pick up. i'm always interested in overcoming social anxiety, talking to women, and feeling good about myself. i listened to these mp3s for a week on the way to work
and finally started to understand the rules they put forth. i wont spell them out here, but it's a cool mixture of zen, common sense, faking charisma if you're nervous, and evolutionary psychology. it sounded fun as hell.

so i'm out of town house sitting for my mom and i'm in a very good mood because various work related things coming together. i just decide i'm going to talk to everyone i bump into a little bit more that i might normally. while buying some sandwiches, i meet a coffeeshop girl and within 2 minutes we decided i'm going to teach her guitar that night. i realized later that i'd followed the pick up instructions note for note, although i didnt realize it @ the time. to use pick up artist jargon.... "open set, throw a neg, attract, build a time bridge. "

coffeshop girl is pretty fucking awesome. librarian glasses, small, fit body like an american apparel model. 21 yrs old.
BALD PUSSY! she doesn't care at all i have a girlfriend in another town.
she's also done professional massage, dance instruction, modeling. this chick is a fucking keeper.
after some snappy txts back and forth i pick her up after work and take her home. we sit on the roof and look @ stars, we play guitar and sing, we have a few beers, we kiss, she rubs my back, we get naked, we fuck, we STOP fucking and just talk about stuff like we're old friends hanging out and then we fuck some more. with a girl this hot, you have to take it slow. that's one of my rules.

PLOT TWIST: this entire time, another girl is on her way to my moms house. she's ALSO a massage therapist, and she's told me recently that we shouldnt have sex anymore because i have a GF and it makes her feel bad. of course i say 'cool, ok' but she comes over anyway, meets coffeeshop girl, tries to go to sleep in the guest room, gets jealous and leaves. sends angry txts about how i'm a bad friend. boohoo. i think it's pretty retarded as she was the one who broke it off anyway.

so ok, no hot 3 some with 2 massage chicks. but seriously, this does not happen to me every day. it's as if i had coffeeshop girl seduced at 'hello.' to be fair, we'd seen each other a few times in passing and she had noticed me, but i never new her name until yesterday. i'm pretty sure that if i had not listened to these crazy ass audio books last week, i wouldnt have had the pimpstyle, the balls, the courage to have this foxy girl (11 years younger than i am) jump into my bed. i will try to take pics of her tonight for you fellow pervs, but i'm kind of so into her that i dont want to share in case she some how finds out her ass in on the web.

in conclusion gents, if you're on this site because you never get laid in real life, there is shit out there that totally works. take this advice from a stranger. GO TO THE GYM EVERY DAY for 3 month. you will feel great. that's step one. man up, change your diet of beer and cheese into something better. find some fun things that you can talk about passionately. for me it's art, music, and eastern religion, but anything will work. download some of these books and listen. look for torrents with 'PUA' pick up, seduction etc. THANK ME LATER.

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