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I’m Jordan, Thomas Jordan and I’m 29 years old. I have a big fat cock and that is the problem. Oh, you guys don’t think so, well dig this. When a girl sees how big it is they back out of fucking. I put up with this shit for years when I did get to fuck a bitch they wouldn’t go out with me anymore saying, “You’re too rough.” I put up with shit from the time I was seventeen until last year. When I was 17, it was barely ten inches long, now it is over eleven and ¾ inches long and about 9 inches around. Bitches say they like big pricks, but they fucking lie. They are talking about some seven and a half inch cock, not a massive tree stump.

My last girlfriend lasted four dates. After our third fucking, she broke it off saying I was too big and too rough. She told me I didn’t care about her feelings. Her fucking feelings – what do I care about that? I want this monster taken care of. I don’t give the shit stain on underwear about a cunts damn feelings. That was when I had, had enough of it! I wasn’t taking no for an answer anymore.

At first I wasn’t a planner and it nearly cost me dearly. I mean the first time it was a fucking impulse. Don’t get me wrong – I had already determined I was going to take what I wanted. Even so, I hadn’t actually raped a bitch yet. I wanted to though, I was ready to I just hadn’t figured out when.

I was in a downtown parking structure one night, about to rip off some stereos from the cars for a little extra bread. I liked this particular lot because they had no security cameras. I had a few radios and some other shit out of three cars when I saw her. A tall, cool, drink of water caught my eye when she walked out of the central core elevator. One fucking hot cunt, she was tall, with big boobs bouncing, she sauntered down the row of cars. She was dressed in a business suit. I’m sure you have seen the kind of whore I mean. Beautiful professional looking women in suits – just like men’s suits only for pussys, not cocks. It was blue with white pinstripes a coat and matching skirt. Under that coat was a white blouse, silk I figured. Can you believe it? This bitch strutted like a damn model showing off on a runway.

She didn’t see me so I quietly shadowed her. She swaggered her wealthy ass toward the expensive cars in the reserved section. In a flash, I made up my mind. I was going to fuck this cunt up, it was my time. Quickly, I looked around, there was no one to be seen. I ran as fast as I could, then launched myself headlong at her. I hit her waist high. We sprawled out between to cars she slid all the way to the retaining wall. Her jacket flew open her big tits bouncing as I enjoyed the show. I jumped up rushed to her and towered over the bitch. Her purse was a foot to the right side of her the grip of a gun peeked out at me.

“EXCUSE ME,” she barked at me. I grabbed her purse and took the little revolver from it then shoved it in my coat pocket. I rifled through her bag, pushing money, credit cards and some jewelry in my pockets.

“You fuck head leave my shit alone,” she snapped. This bitch was arrogant and dumb. Immediately I bent back down toward her. I slapped her face hard with the back of my hand. I hit the bitch so hard her head bounced off the cinderblock.

“Shut the fuck up you lousy rich bitch!” I reached down and grabbed a handful of dark hair and bounced her head against the wall again. “BITCH! If you EVER talk back to me again, I’m gonna fucking waste your gorgeous ass!” Grabbing the coat, I roughly yanked it from her. Then threw the handbag over the retaining wall into the alley below. Forcefully I drug the whore to her feet by her long black hair. I pushed her hard back into the retaining wall. Her ass landed on the top of the little wall her feet went out from under her. The fucking bitch nearly went over the wall backward. I wasn’t ready for the cunt to take a dive so I grabbed her silk blouse and yanked her back. I put both hands on the shoulders of the blouse and heaved hard, the thin material tore so easily from her body. The buttons flew, falling to the coarse concrete making a tingling sound as they hit.

“Take that fucking bra off – WHORE! Take it off now!” I looked at her with a hateful, lustful glower. She stood there defiantly looking back at me. The cunt refused to move. I moved like lightening and punched her left tit with my big right fist. She staggered back, “If you don’t want me to use your tits like a damn punching bag, you fucking worthless cunt, then get that damn bra off your fucking milk bags!”

“Yes sir,” she coughed out. Then she reached back unsnapping it she slipped the straps off her shoulders letting it fall to the cold hard cement. The tears flowed out of her eyes in a stream. Her big tits shook from the trembling of her body.

“Kneel bitch,” She quickly complied with my wish. Unzipping my fly, I worked my massive cock and balls from my pants. The large mushroom head of my semi-hard cock pointed toward her. “Get to work shit bag!” It was a big curved monster wanting to come to life. It bobbed up and down and swelled a little more as she gawked fearfully. She looked sheepishly at the trouser monster but did not move toward it. Stepping closer I smacked her face with my cock. My prick responded by growing a bit as the cunt recoiled from me. She leaned back as if she wanted to escape. That fucking wasn’t going to happen, that shit was never going to happen again. I exploded at her.

“Get your fucking pig face on my cock,” She reached for it with her hand. “No fucking hands cunt!” She opened her mouth her lips covered the crabapple sized cock head. She struggled trying to get my cock in her mouth. Stretching her mouth as wide as she could, the pig endeavored to fit its considerable girth in her mouth. Thick mascara ran down her face as the tears continued to flow. Her gigantic tits heaved as her fear caused her whole body to shudder. I was bored with her lazy slow, tentative, halting attempt to give head. Grabbing her head with both hands I shoved it down her throat. Bucking my hips furiously, I forced the colossal meat down her gullet. Her eyes pleaded for me to stop so I fucked her face even harder. Spit flew from between my cock and her painted lips while thick streams of snot ran from her nose. I loved it the fucking cunt was getting what she deserved. Her massive tits bounced against my body and her belly I was fucking her face harder than her cunt had ever gotten. Soon the spunk spilled down her throat.

When I pulled my still rigid cock from her mouth she belched up spunk. The thick white baby-batter spilled out of her mouth over her tits along with copious amounts of spittle and snot. I yanked the slime bucket to her feet and shoved her to the short wall and bent her over it. From her head to her big tits she hung out dangling over the alley. Kicking her feet wide apart I ripped her skirt open then tore the pantyhose from her ass. Pulling the thong first to one side I then wrenched up on the cloth, it tore like paper. I thrust my cock into her honey pot. Cramming it in fast driving it three inches inside her on a single thrust. Damn that tight cunt ripping open felt so fucking good. I could feel how bad it hurt her.

The plaintive, painful scream that emanated from her mouth sounded animal like and drove me to fuck her harder. Six inches, then nine then all eleven plus fat inches of white cock tore into her. Deep hard fast I fucked this tall assertive, unwilling whore – making her my sex toy, my sex slave, the bitch was going to pay! I was demolishing her body, I wanted to destroy the bitch’s soul as well. I told her what a worthless whore she was as I demolished her cunt.

I was going to make this bitch pay for every whore that said, “No, I won’t let you put that monster in me.” Thinking of that I shredded her cunt with force. I pounded into her like a fucking jackhammer ripping up pavement. I felt muscles rent and blood oozing. Still there was lubrication and her hips began to meet my thrust. I reached around her and mangled her tits with my large hands. I pinched them, squeezed them, and yanked at the nipples. I bashed them against the cinder block wall. Still I could tell this whore was getting off! Once she got in rhythm with me I decided to change it up a bit. I didn’t want this whore to actually enjoy this.

Yanking my cock all the way out, I quickly positioned my plump prick head at her ass and plunged in hard. God there was a lot of resistance, the muscles clamped down pushing against the intruder, trying to force me out. I fought in one hard fucking inch at a time and she again wailed like some fucking beast. That was just an invitation to fuck her harder.

I fucked her harsher shoving in deeper and deeper. I felt the soft squishy shit and packed it up inside her. It took time but at last my balls were slapping against her sloppy wet cunt as the base of my cock stretched her ass as wide as it could go. With each lunge into her ass I yanked back on hair. She screamed like a stuck pig. I pounded her harder and harder until at last I let loose another stream of nut batter.

Pulling her back into the structure I yanked out my limp cock, shit blood and cum covered it. A stream of the same mixture leaked from her ass, it ran down her leg. I forced her to clean my limp cock with her tongue. Then I drug her by the hair, looking around I saw what I wanted. A long water hose with a spray attachment on it. I turned on the faucet then squeezed the handle and sprayed cold water on her face and body. She cried harder than before which was quite amusing to me.

“Please you are hurting me and this is cold,” I struck her face with the sprayer then shoved it in her mouth. The water flooded down her throat and squirted out her mouth and nose. I pulled it out and pushed her down on the ground on her belly. Then I shoved the nozzle up her cunt and squeezed the handle. She screamed out and her pain and terror caused my cock to twitch, but I knew I was on borrowed time. I resisted the urge to rip her up again.

I shoved the nozzle up her ass then squeezed the handle and held it there for a bit. Shit, cum, and blood oozed out of her around the sprayer. I yanked it out and pulled her up a little.

“Shit it out bitch!” I snarled at her. As the liquid shit shot out of her ass, I again had a good laugh. This was so much fun I didn’t want it to end, but someone would have reported the screams by now. I quickly used the sprayer to hose off the sidewalk. The muck was fucked up enough the cops couldn’t get shit from it. Yanking her to her feet by a handful of hair, I ran her headlong toward the retaining wall where I fucked her. Pushing her hard as we neared it she struck the inflexible structure between her knees and cunt. The top heavy bitch went over the side. I watched as her body drifted downward twisting and turning. First she was going down face first but her body twisted around and she fell face up. The look of fear as she struck the ground was magnificent. Her body seemed to sink down a bit as she hit. There was this loud wet thud along with several cracking sounds all mixed together. She didn’t move at all after she hit, I guess four stories is high enough.

The red and blue flashing around me caught my attention. I slowly turned and I saw the cop standing there with his gun drawn. I held my left hand up high as he hollered out, “Freeze!” I slid my right hand into the coat pocket as I turned and fired the gun from inside the pocket. The bullet hit him in the gut. He returned fire and I heard the bullet whizz by my head. I shot again this time I aimed and the bullet struck is left eye. The body fell in a heap. I pulled his wallet out of his pocket, removed his money and credit cards, and then let the billfold fall on his lifeless body. Using the cunts key I hit the lock button watching the cars until I found hers. Driving it out I used the cop’s credit card to pay her bill and drove away.

I dumped her car in the river and walked toward home. I threw away my latex gloves in a trash can a few blocks from my apartment. I got home and watched the news then cleaned up. They reported about a murder of an ad executive and cop killing at the same location. I thought that was the best part of the news. I went to bed and had sweet dreams about fucking that cunt and her pretty screams of terror. Early the next morning I caught a bus to my work. After work I went to the garage and retrieved my car. I used her credit card to pay on my way out. I thought to myself, “Better get better at this shit dumb-ass!”

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Over the weekend, Millie had been feeling horny all the time. She could not stop thinking about Mr.Jenkins or his dick. Whenever she had the house alone, she would strip her clothes off and masturbate while thinking about her teacher. At night time, she would stuff her wet panties in her mouth and finger fuck herself until she screamed. She knew she needed to see him soon.Teacher Dean Jenkins had been worried sick over the weekend, he did not know what to do about Millie, the blackmail or...

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Rob And Millie Go To Atlanta

I watched her skirt tighten over her tight round ass as she bent to put some papers in the lower drawer of the file cabinet. Everything about Candace made me hard and it tore me up that I would never be able to do what I wanted which was to spend hours, days, weeks and months making love to her. She knew I wanted her and I was pretty sure that she'd had a few licentious thoughts about me, but I was cursed. A wicked spell had been cast over me and that spell prevented me from having Candace....

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Millie

John slumped. The lava lamp glow of the screen on his desk was barely enough to illuminate the keyboard, barely enough to illuminate the scribbled notes that had managed to hold him awake until now; until now when the relentless drip of cheap vodka down his throat had overpowered the passion in the pen. Perhaps John would have called it poison in the pen. Anyone walking into the room would have noted that whilst in general it was tidy, the desk was suffering an overflow of...

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Guarding Millie Bobby Brown

By Pilgrim. © Part I - Introductions & Positions Scene 1 So far this had been a day from hell. No scratch that, a week from hell. Hectic, badly planned, too stressful badly timed and to top it all off, we were in London: Home to the beautiful, charismatic, intelligent young woman Millie Bobby Brown. I'm not sure if she was still able to call any place home really. But today really did take the cake. But perhaps I should clarify who I am. I'm Mike, Millie's personal bodyguard ever since her...

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Snuff Bunny

Snuff Bunny By Robin Lane Good News "Trish, will you come down here?" The pretty blonde high school girl looked up from her history textbook asshe heard her mother's voice call from downstairs. "Coming!" she shouted backthrough the open door as she closed the book, turned off the radio, and stoodup from her desk. She adjusted the yellow halter she wore and smoothed herwhite short shorts over her curvy hips, then slipped her dainty bare feet intoa pair of white canvas shoes and darted out...

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The Mortification of Millie

It was fifteen minutes from quitting time when Millie got called into Mr. Carrolton's office. In the fifteen years of working her way up through the ranks at Carrolton Manufacturing, this was the first time she had ever set foot in his office. She was very nervous, as people rarely got called into that office for good reasons. When she entered, she immediately saw Mr. Carrolton sitting behind his very large desk. Mr. Wallace, her immediate supervisor, was in a chair to her right. Millie was...

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Teaching Millie Shes Hot Ch 03

My sweet, big-titted plumper wife, Millie, had changed after her day at the beach. I had thought she was perfect before, but I hadn’t known what perfect was before that day. Oh, she was still the same Millie, funny and sweet and giving, and more devoted to me than ever. After her struggle to trust me that day, and her amazing, instant transformation from self-hating ‘fatandugly’ housewife to blazing-hot naked cockteaser as a result of that reluctant trust, she would do literally anything I...

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Teaching Millie Shes Hot Ch 02

One Friday night a few weeks later, we sat down to our weekly poker game. It was late June, and warm outside. Millie was wearing nothing but nylon panties and one of my sleeveless undershirts, it clung to her huge tits like half-transparent paint, with acres of pretty white flesh exposed at the top and sides, and she looked wonderful. I estimated I was looking at eight inches of inviting cleavage. ‘Uh, Jeff, my face is up here,’ she laughed as I dealt the first hand. ‘Um. Sorry,’ I said....

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Schoolgirl Millie and Mr Jenkins

Seventeen year old Millie woke up late on a Friday morning. She couldn’t risk going to school late again this week. She was lucky last time. The teacher, Mrs. Kim, was very nice and let her off very easily without a detention. But that teacher is no longer at her school; she retired and there would be a new teacher. She hoped she/he would be nice and sweet just as Mrs. Kim.The alarm clock blared noisily near her ear. She groaned and slammed her hand on top of it. She peeked an eye open and saw...

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Millie found the perfect partner to fulfil her handcuff fetish

Millie is a plain girl-next-door you would not notice twice. Though she had a petite and attractive body, she hardly ever found a guy to her taste. Most thought she is a too shy and introverted. But in reality, Millie had fetishes including handcuff fetish that often threw regular guys off-track. So, every time she started dating a guy, eventually they would run away as soon as she disclosed her kinky side. It was getting frustrating for her so she decided to look for guys specifically based on...

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Millie Continues Her Computer Education

It had been two weeks since my wife, Beth and I had last seen our friend Millie. Just when we thought she had forgotten us, we got an E-mail. "Hi Teachers," it read, "I think I'm ready for another computer lesson when you are. I'll be shopping in our usual place tomorrow around ten o'clock. See you there?" Love you guys! Millie To say that Beth and I were pleased would be a definite understatement. We were ecstatic! Beth was especially delighted since she had been shortchanged during...

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John Millie Pete Allison

It was at the beginning of the summer, circa 1985, and Pete had just returned home from university. He would have enjoyed spending the entire summer lazing around and taking it easy, but he needed a job. University was expensive and although his parents helped out with the bulk of the cost, they didn’t have the money to allow for anything other than the essentials. He wanted to earn some extra cash for clothing, movies, social events, and a myriad of other things that you can’t get without...

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A Day at Snuff High

I actually wrote this story when I was in High School myself, and had it put up on the old Black Spectre story site I actually wrote this story when I was in High School myself, and had it put up on the old Black Spectre story site. I recently found it on Ziggyred's story archive. I'm posting it here with some revisions and corrections. Hope everyone enjoys! If anyone has any of my other stories from Black Spectre I would love to be able to look at and work on them again. Thanks! A Day...

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Schoolgirl Millie and Mr Jenkins Ch 2

It was after her school ended when Millie went home alone. She was glad it was the end of the week. She needed to think about her feelings, especially the part where she wanted to touch him. Did she want to blow his mind? Fuck him?“Maybe..” She muttered to herself, biting her lip as she entered her bedroom and falling onto the bed before bringing her mobile phone out of her pocket. She scrolled down to find the picture she wanted to see. On the screen, a picture of her homeroom/maths teacher...

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Millie the Magical Milkmaid

Millie’s mum was also called Millie and that could be confusing except for the fact everyone called Millie the daughter “Little Millie” and they called her mum “Big Millie. It was somewhat of an amusing circumstance as “Big Millie” was tiny in comparison to her daughter. “Little Millie was quite tall and had a humongous appetite that caused her to have self-described “big bones” in full explanation for her size. It was Little Millie’s rear-end that made her distinctive when viewed from behind...

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A King and His QueenChapter 37 Millie

“Who are you?” “I’m Alice.” “Are you on the project?” Millie asked despite assuming that everyone there was part of the project. “No. I’m Andrew’s mother.” Not expecting that answer, Millie stared at Alice trying to think of something to say. Finally, she managed, “This is awkward.” “You’re about my age, aren’t you?” “Probably,” Millie said. Being less than helpful, Cat said, “According to Andrew, Millie gives the best blowjob in the world. You might want to take some lessons from her,...

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MillieChapter 2

The next time I saw Millie was three days later when she was cutting her grass. Cutting grass right is work but watching Millie cut grass is a pleasure. She was wearing a pair of tight purple short-shorts, a black sports bra and a pair of tennis shoes. She worked fast behind a gas powered push mower. I was going to finish my edging and stuff and blow off the driveway when I saw her. She didn't see me, she was fully focused on what she was doing. Her arm was out of the sling, which surprised...

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Connie and Millie

Connie Eubanks was feeling a little low that morning, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get into her job, and constantly had to remind herself to get back to work! Even while taking phone calls, her mind would wander and she had to ask several clients to repeat what they had just said because she wasn’t paying any attention! At about 11:15 her phone rang and it was her best friend Millie calling to see if they could have lunch together. “Sure Mil,” Connie replied, “why not, I’ll...

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Teaching Millie Shes Hot Part I The Poker Game

My name is Jeff. My wife Millie is the joy of my life. She’s sweet and giving and funny and loving and as devoted as she can be, and I can’t imagine life without her. The only thing that ever bothered me was that Millie didn’t realize how beautiful and sexy she is. That may not sound like a big problem, but it is. Or was… Millie is what you call a ‘big-titted plumper,’ and a more gorgeous specimen of plumperhood you’re not likely to see. Imagine this: Shining brown hair in a short pixie cut,...

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How Mildred Became Millie

The sun was rapidly warming my bedroom when I finally awoke after my first good night's sleep in a week or more. I rolled over and looked at my watch, it was already 10 AM. I was still somewhat tired and might have been able to go back to sleep for another hour or so, but the increasing heat indicated that it was time to get up. The reason for my poor sleep in the days before was my panic efforts to finish out my freshman year at college without flunking out. I believe that I achieved...

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millie rick and i

the following story is 100% true. this is a story of my first 3-some with my good friend rick and a cross dresser i had been chatting with for some time. the names have been changed to protect the guilty.....lolrick and i have known each other for approximately 20 years. with rick i feel free to explore my gay side. it is for this reason that i now consider myself a bisexual male. rick is gay and we met while working together in a different city where we now live. we had a project to do along...

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My Stepmom Millie

"Matt!" I hear someone shout from the crowd of people waiting at the exit to the airport. I look towards the direction of the sound, and I see a blonde woman in her mid-40s, short hair, and in a tight white top smiling at me and waving, and I recognise my step-mom Millie Smith. I smile back and wave, and walk towards her, pushing my luggage cart in front of me until I reach where she is standing. She runs up to me and gives me a hug, and as she is pressing into me, I realise that she has...

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Millie Meats Her MateChapter 2

(Due to the fact that quite a bit of time has passed since part I was written, my recommendation would be to read part I before reading part II. Some editing has been done on part I of a technical nature not enough to change the storyline in any way. The “meats” in the title is not a typo but a pun of sorts due to the butcher trade of one of her candidates for lifelong partnership. This will close out this story because there is a decided lack of interest in this style of restrained erotica...

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Sample Snuff Chess Moves

Sample Snuff Chess MovesThese are derived from an old fantasy. When I was a teenager, I would lie in bed and consider all the possible combinations, from PxP to QxR, QxQ, and KxQ. Or as many as I could get through before I came...Anyway, these are some sample moves that I've expanded into mini-stories. I don't think you need to know the detailed rules to enjoy it, but I've included a summary of The Rules at the end, for those who care.Pawn Takes Bishop, E5Elda watched as William walked across...

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Millie as a Prostitute

Millie sat in her living room looking down at the letters on the table with a tear running down her cheek. They were all labelled "last warning", "payment due now", "final warning" and similarly. She thought of her boyfriend that had walked out on her a few weeks ago, breaking her heart, emptying their joint bank account, causing their last two rent checks to bounce, and meaning that the bills were piling up. Millie needed cash, and lots of it, now. She had left the small town she grew up in...

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