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Anonymous 18/11/26(Mon)04:49 No. 25876 ID: 5a7e6d

>>25873
>>25874
She can't get pregnant with anal.


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Anonymous 18/11/26(Mon)21:52 No. 25878 ID: 5cc065

>>25876
I think that is the idea. How is the MC going to be able to hide a bump from the law?


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Anonymous 18/12/01(Sat)02:54 No. 25880 ID: 5cc065

>>25878
OP still in the wastelands?


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Anonymous 18/12/06(Thu)02:20 No. 25885 ID: 5a7e6d

>>25874
She can't get pregnant with anal!


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Anonymous 18/12/09(Sun)17:25 No. 25886 ID: 6d0371

december bump of love


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Anonymous 18/12/10(Mon)07:29 No. 25888 ID: 75e5f3

Christmas edition?


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Anonymous 18/12/17(Mon)04:54 No. 25891 ID: b8c821

>>25873
Yes Please!


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Anonymous 18/12/25(Tue)21:15 No. 25900 ID: e3bc39

>>17319
I was hoping for a Christmas Miracle :(


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Anonymous 18/12/28(Fri)17:22 No. 25906 ID: 0a182b

New Year bump, please


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Anonymous 19/01/03(Thu)13:25 No. 25911 ID: 24f11a

This is actually a wonderful story, I just read everything from the start and I can't believe it's still going after 6 years... OP, you're so dedicated ! and talented of course ! Wish you the best for the future. I can't wait to see the end of this story, if it ever ends.


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Anonymous 19/01/05(Sat)02:32 No. 25914 ID: 0a182b

It's 2019. This thread is now 13 years old.


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Anonymous 19/01/08(Tue)03:53 No. 25920 ID: 23638d

Alright it was a good run. We might be the most cockblocked people on the internet but it was an honor rapping with y'all


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Anonymous 19/01/10(Thu)09:49 No. 25922 ID: adcca9

This story is nostalgic for me, but for a different reason. I know you guys probably won't care about this but I was molested as a child, and from ages 12 to 16, I followed and read this story as a method of mental self-harm. I used it to compulsively re-traumatize myself by self-inserting as Sara. Like pressing on a wound, but in my head. At that point, I just kind of craved any strong feeling and this story did it.

Funnily enough, OP, you never updating kind of helped me heal. You taking so long to update made me eventually lose interest in the story, and eventually stop coming here entirely. Eventually I was able to start healing and now, at 24, my many years reading this story seem like a dark and distant memory.

It's odd to think back on it. It makes me sick just remembering how I used to be. It makes me sick to remember how the inside of my brain used to feel, if that makes sense? Distorted. Mangled. Unrecognizable. It's really upsetting to be back here, but at the same time, the fact that this upsets me is kind of comforting. It didn't before. It took a long time and a lot of healing to become this upset at the idea being taken advantage of.

To OP: The warmest and most complicated "Fuck you."

All my best,
"Sara"


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Anonymous 19/01/19(Sat)02:56 No. 25926 ID: 69886f

>>25922
Bruh the date format is year/month/day, this thread was started October 2012. Its been less than seven years. If you started reading at age 12 you would be 18 or 19 not 24. I cant believe couldnt even figure out the dating system before making up your fake story.


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Anonymous 19/01/19(Sat)03:30 No. 25927 ID: 0a182b

>>25926
Of course its fake


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Anonymous 19/01/27(Sun)11:31 No. 25940 ID: adcca9

>>25926
Sorry, I don't remember a lot of my life before a couple years ago so I was basing the timing on the misread stamps. I probably confused this story for another story or read this story at the tail end of my abuse.


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Anonymous 19/01/29(Tue)03:45 No. 25945 ID: 9d56f7

bump


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OP!T1tXaJv9os 19/02/14(Thu)03:13 No. 25960 ID: b49468

Whew. Well, THAT happened. Not even going to bother explaining what THAT was, but it happened.

Who's ready for a Valentine's Day update?

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We lay there for a while, both of us sweaty and panting for breath. It suddenly felt intolerably hot in my room, but I was still recovering from blowing my load deep inside of Sara, so I didn't bother to move.

What eventually motivated me to get up was the feeling of my own jizz running down my leg as it slowly oozed out of Sara, down her slit, and onto my thigh. It just felt gross. I had no idea how she felt about it, because she was just staring off into space, flushed and breathing heavily even though we'd finished several minutes ago.

"Hey, kiddo? Let's hope in the shower."

"Ok."

She rolled off of me, made a high-pitched "Ack!" noise and clutched at her crotch with one hand, and followed me into the bathroom. We took a cold shower together; no sexy shower hanky-panky, we were both too winded for that. The shower was strictly business. We soaped each other down, rinsed off, and headed back into the living room.

"You wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure."

"Ok. Go pick one out and I'll get us a snack."

I admired her lithe figure as she squatted down in front of the tv to browse my and Bill's collections of DVD's, then went into the kitchen. We'd eaten breakfast pretty recently, so I wasn't really hungry. Just needed a light snack.

Sara had picked out a movie, bouncing on her toes as she presented it to me.

"Dead or alive, you're coming with me," she said in a deep monotone that in no way resembled Robocop.

"Again?"

"It's good!"

"You just want to see it because it's gory."

"Yup!" she agreed cheerfully as she spun around to face the DVD player again, bending over and giving me another nice view as she inserted the disc.

Movie inserted, Sara jumped onto the couch beside me and stared quizzically at the plate in my lap.

"What is that?"

"Try it and see."

I'd taken some graham crackers and lightly drizzled them with honey and sweetened, condensed milk. It was a simple snack, but you had to go easy on the honey and milk or it got WAY too sweet.

"Hmm!"

"Like it?"

"Uh-huh!"

Around the time Red Foreman's midlife crisis after his divorce with Kitty led him to blowing a cop's hand clean off, we both started to feel a little chilly, since we were watching the movie in our birthday suits. I stretched out across the couch and Sara lay on top of me, and I draped the blanket on the back of the couch over us.

Once the movie was over, we both headed back into my room and flopped onto the bed. And I immediately decided I was changing the sheets before I went to sleep.

"So whatcha wanna do now?"

"I dunno."

"More boyfriend-girlfriend stuff?"

"Sure."

I patted my lap, inviting her to assume the position for some heavy petting, but she just shook her head.

"I'm ok for now."

"You sure?"

She blushed and nodded.

"Ok, well, if you don't want a turn..."

She took my penis in her hand, grinned, and began swishing the head around with her tongue until I got hard again, then went to town, bobbing up and down, pigtails bouncing, while I leaned back against my sweaty pillow and enjoyed the sensation. She was definitely getting really good at blowjobs. I guess all that practice paid off.

It was only a few minutes later that I felt that tension building up, then blew my load into her sweet little mouth. Sara swallowed noisily and smiled, then slid up beside me and molded her naked body against mine.

"How was that?"

"You're getting really good, kiddo."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah," I said, tousling her hair. "You like getting your girl vitamins?"

"Yup!" she replied, face scrunching into an adorable smile.

I held onto her for a little while as she snuggled against me, slowly kicking her feet back and forth in the air. But before long...

"What do you wanna do now?"

I glanced at the clock. It wasn't even lunch time yet.

"I dunno. Wanna play a game?"

"Nah."

"Wanna watch another movie?"

She made a face and rolled onto her back, momentarily distracting me with the view of her pretty little breasts.

"Nooo. I've seen almost all the ones we have."

Hmm. I just blew my load, and she wasn't in the mood for her own sexy times, so we couldn't pass the time that way. There just wasn't a whole lot to do in the apartment together...

"I have an idea. Let's do some boyfriend-girlfriend stuff."

"Isn't that what we're doing now?" she asked, quirking one eyebrow at me and dramatically running one hand down the length of her beautiful, porcelain body to emphasize the point.

"Yeah, but I mean other stuff that boyfriends and girlfriends do."

"Like what?"

"Let's go somewhere."

"Like, on a date?"

"Sure," I said, feeling myself warming up to the idea.

"I've never been on a date before," Sara said, obviously getting excited by the idea. "What are we going to do?"

"It's a surprise," I said, lying like Hillary Clinton after yet another aide shot himself twice in the back of the head and made the gun vanish afterward. I honestly had no idea where I was going to take her or what we were going to do. But I figured there had to be something to do around here, being a college town and all.

She leaped off the mattress and landed on her feet in one smooth motion, then danced around excitedly.

"This is gonna be so cool! I've never been on a date before! We get to do real boyfriend-girlfriend stuff!"

"Yup. Better go get dressed, kiddo. We're going out," I said, making finger guns and grinning like I had the slightest clue what I was doing. After all, Sara wasn't the only one here who'd never been on a date before.

I pulled out my laptop and looked up local attractions that would be appropriate for a 12 year old while I got dressed, then snorted at the thought. Appropriate for a 12 year old? A 12 year old I had actually fucked just this morning.

Whatever. It at least had to be something nobody would question a young, college-aged man and a little girl together. Maybe they'd think we were brother and sister or something.

I finished dressing and walked to the door just as Sara stepped out of her tiny room and shut the door behind her, face red with that luminescent blush of hers.

She'd dolled herself up. Her pigtails were now a ponytail, and she was dressed in a white sundress, white thigh highs, and a pair of hot pink sneakers that totally clashed with the rest of the look but still had the overall effect of making her look adorable. She'd even apparently applied a rose-scented perfume, in slightly excessive quantities.

"Wow, look at you! All dressed up for your first date?"

She nodded, apparently too embarrassed for words. I'd also decided to look a little nicer than usual for our 'date', but that just consisted of khakis and a polo shirt.

I stuck my elbow out for her and she wrapped her arm around mine, hugging it to her chest and making it super obvious she wasn't wearing a bra under the thin material of her dress. Then again, I wasn't sure she even owned a bra; maybe a training bra? I had no idea, and it wasn't likely to be something that had occurred to Bill either.

That gave me an added destination for our date: we needed to take Sara out to buy some feminine essentials.

"Shall we go?"


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Anonymous 19/02/14(Thu)16:04 No. 25961 ID: e39fcf

Great update! Since the website is being fucky though, so it didnt bump, hopefully others see it soon.


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OP!T1tXaJv9os 19/02/15(Fri)04:58 No. 25962 ID: 7e38b2

Shit. You're right, it didn't bump.


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Anonymous 19/02/17(Sun)08:03 No. 25963 ID: f3b510

Dying for the next installment!


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Anonymous 19/02/18(Mon)07:26 No. 25967 ID: d66ef5

Amazing update OP can't fucking wait for the next update hopefully this one won't be another year away.


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Anonymous 19/02/18(Mon)15:13 No. 25968 ID: f552e9

I think this thread is dead and it not bumping please someone tell op to make new thread it on top of page 2


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Anonymous 19/02/19(Tue)15:35 No. 25974 ID: e39fcf

I'm guessing we have a hard bump limit at 1000 posts. Crazy. Should probably condense it into a new thread by posting all of the story before anyone comments.


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OP!T1tXaJv9os 19/02/21(Thu)02:07 No. 25976 ID: b49468

>>25974

I suppose I'll have to, won't I. It's a shame to see this thread finally die after more than six years, but there's a season for everything, I suppose.



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