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Yes, I'll admit it, I'm a self serving, and selfish opportunist, I took advantage of her, but she got what she needed as well. I watched Patricia, and her two c***dren, several times as I would walk from my office down
to the little convienient store on the corner. Just the sight of her
usually gave me some pretty major wood. She was the epitome of a
beautiful, ripe working calss woman, with a body that was made for
fucking, tits that were designed for sucking and a mouth
meant only to be a home for cocks, like me.

I watched as she, having failed to talk the storeowner
into giving her credit, spent her last eighty-nine cents
on a small package of crackers for her c***dren to share.
I tossed the money for my mochachino on the counter
and followed her out of the store.

"Hi-" I decided not to 'beat around the bush' (that is unless, of
course, it's her bush)(Oh and god bless you George Bush for finally putting America back were it was supposed to always be. Where the rich live their true manifest destiney of domination over the planet, just like the one true god in heaven Je-Sus Christ had always intended and were we always would have been if it wasn't for those commies Roosevelt, Truman, Eisenhower, Kennedy and Johnson. But you can't keep The White Judeo-Christian brotherhood of Baal down for long.) "-I see you may be in need of some money." I pulled a crisp, clean one hundred-dollar bill from my pocket. "Whoodehoo"

"What? it's no bother, i'm ok, I will work something out."
"Well, I can help, here."
"You're going to give me that?" She said, not trusting the situation, but still hoping.

"Not exactly-" I answered, pulling the money back. I could sense her desperation and see that they were nearing starvation"-it
depends on how badly you need it." Pull yourself up by your bootstraps bitch I thought, this is the new Christian/Right America, we won, there are no more free gov't handouts, for you low class cattle, Praise Jesus. She made no pretense of not understanding what I wanted for my money. She
hesitated only briefly, looked down at her two hungry
k**s, tears welled up in her eyes as she swallowed hard, not as hard as she was going to be soon enough though. hahaha.

"My apartment-" She informed me with resigned
embarrassment. "-is around the corner." I could see the defeat in her eyes. But this world is a world were only the fittest survive and the weak, or meek, the poor's only purpose is to service our, the Rich, us 1 percenters whimmsy. Putting the money back in my pocket, I slipped my arm around the young
urchin and walked with her towards the indicated, not very
well maintained apartment building. She should be thankfull to me for providing her with my christian duty for the day.

"You are a very sexy girl." I told her as we walked.
"I've wanted to do this to you since the first time I saw you."

"Thanks, I guess." She answered in a subdued voice. As we
walked up the rickety steps that ran up the outside wall
of the building to her second story apartment I slipped
my hand further around her and cupped her firm warm
breast. I could tell she didn't like it but needed the
money too much to risk stopping me. It just shows even more why god chose the rich.

"You two play out here-" She instructed her young fatherless son and
daughter after we had entered the apartment. "-While we
go into the bedroom for awhile."

"No,no,no" I insisted. "I want you to strip right here and right now. If you want my paper you play my way."

"No." She answered emphatically looking at her two
c***dren beginning to play with their toys in the corner.
"I can't and won't do it, not in front of them." She looked back at
me. "I'll do anything you want in the bedroom." She
pleaded. "We are hungry and my bills are due, and with the elimination of foodstamps and healthcare for c***dren, and mimimum wage down to $2.35 and most of the jobs still moving to China." she sobbed. "Hell bitch, this is a trickle down economy, now get on your knees andI am going to trickly my jizz down that pretty throat of yours. I pulled out the one hundred dollar bill and,
holding it in front of her face, pulled a second one
hundred dollar bill from my pocket and added it to the
first. I got several more were they came from and I think if you know what is good for your c***deren you know what to do."

"No." She repeated, but with considerably less conviction. I stood there, enjoying this moment filled with pride, I was proud to be American and proud of completing our winning wall street agenda; we both knew that she was going to end up doing exactly what I wanted, even with her scrubby little brat k**s in the room. "Look at it this way, you are teaching them that they shouldn't rely on others to survive and that if they use what Christ has given unto them they will always have what they need in order to survive." Then I pulled a
third one hundred-dollar bill from my pocket to join the other two. I could see her resolve beginning to crumble.

"I guess you're not serious," I said sadly as I started
to put the money back in my pocket. "-about needing to
feed your k**s."

"Please-" She said almost inaudibly with tears welling up
in her eyes and streaming down her cheeks. "-I'll do
anything you want."

"Three hundred dollars-" I stated my requirements as I
set the money down on the end table and sat in the
threadbare chair. "-for three hours of your time, during
which you will do anything I ask." Having this young
women standing meekly in front of me, giving into my
every demand as tears of shame and humiliation ran down
her red embarrassed cheeks turned me on like I'd never
been turned on before. My cock (I call him Dick Cheney)
felt like it was a titanium rod about to burst through my
trousers. "My only promise-" I continued. "-is that I will
not injure you. "cause there is no way I am paying for your
doctor bills." She nodded her head in agreement, not taking
her eyes off the floor in front of her.

"Now-" I said setting down back in the chair, letting her see
the large bulge in my pants. "-slowly undress, let me see
that hard sexy body of yours." Her face turning an even
brighter shade of red and, with copious tears rolling
from her eyes, the woman glanced at her two c***dren then
very slowly lifted her pullover blouse up over her head
revealing her flat smooth tummy for my righteous enjoyment.

Letting the blouse drop to the floor behind her, she
reached back and unhooked her bra. Letting the bra slip
down her arms she revealed a pair of breasts even more
magnificent than I had imagined, topped by a pair of
large brown nipples that were, in spite of, or maybe
because of her humiliation, or the chill from the unpaid
heating bill, standing up at hard attention.
Her nipples were surrounded by peanut butter
cup sized areolas, which were crinkled with excitement.
My cock twitched visibly as I stared at her breasts,
licking my lips in anticipation of getting my mouth on
her nipples.

When she pushed her shorts down her shapely legs I
discovered, to my delight, that she was not wearing
panties. She hadn't had money to pay her water bill or
use a laundreymat for weeks now. As she stepped out of her
shorts I stared admiringly at her thick, healthy, untrimmed
and very womanly pubic patch. Standing in the middle of the room
the embarrassment of having her naked body stared at with
open, unbridled lust seemed to eclipse the humiliation
she had felt being forced to strip with her k**s in the room.

"You can start-" I instructed her as I rocked my hips
pushing the bulge of my achingly hard cock up for her
attention. "-by sucking on my cock. You can consider this
breakfast, and you are welcome." The naked young mother knelt
between my knees and, after running her hand
up and down over my bulging trouser covered hard cock,
unbuckled my belt and unzipped my trousers. I lifted my
butt from the chair and she pulled my pants down my legs
and, pulling them off my feet, tossed them aside.

Despite having her two young k**s in the room, the
stunningly sexual woman cradled my balls in one hand
while she stroked her other hand expertly up and down my
eager hard on. I looked over at the two k**s playing a
few feet away as their mother lowered her head and sucked
my cock between her pouting lips and into her hot wet
worthless mouth.

By the time she engulfed me in her mouth the sexual
tension of forcing her to perform in the presence of her
k**s, as well as the excitement of her stripping to
reveal the most perfectly sensual body I'd ever seen,
combined with the wet heat of her mouth caused me to cum
with a loud moan shooting my 'manly essence' over her
tongue. To my delight she swallowed every drop then
gently held my cock in her mouth while she firmly
massaged my balls and brought me back to full erection in
record time.

Apparently, once she had resigned herself to doing
whatever was necessary, she started to get into the whole
kinky scene. My orgasm induced moan had attracted the
attention of her two k**s who watched with undisguised
curiosity as their naked mother climbed up on the chair
and, crouching down with her feet on the arms, reached
between her legs to grasp my re-hardened cock and guide
it into her wet waiting cunt. I never expected a mother
of two to have a pussy as tight as hers. She had
obviously been doing her PK muscle exercises, not only
was she extraordinarily tight, but she could massage my
cock with her cunt muscles in ways I'd never experienced
before.

Once she had lowered herself onto my waiting pole, she
leaned forward and, pushing her lips against mine, forced
her tongue almost as deeply into my mouth as my cock was
going into her exceedingly wet cunt. While our tongues
danced in my mouth she rode up and down on me, gripping
and relaxing her pussy muscles to maximize my pleasure. I
was quickly to learn that once this girl became excited
she turned into a demon willing to do anything, anywhere
to anyone. Her two k**s had dropped their toys and had
gathered one on each side of the chair to watch their
mother at work.

"What are you doing?" Her son, the older of the two,
asked. The woman broke off our kiss and looked at her
son.

"This man is fucking your momma baby-" She answered him all
signs of humiliation and embarrassment pushed aside by her
overwhelming desperation. "-so he'll give mommy some
money to buy food with." The young boy nodded his head in
acknowledgment then wondered back over and began once again
to play with his toys. The slightly younger daughter stayed
beside the chair and, with her elbows resting on the arm right
beside her mother's foot, and her chin resting in her
small hands watched with fascination as her mother's cunt
moved up and down on my hard cock. "Talk dirty to me now bitch."
I told her. "And you better sound convincing."

With tears streaming down her face she did as she was told.
"Oh god, yes fuck my cunt you heartless bastard." The mother of
the young witness yelled leaning her head back and whipping
her hair back and forth as her orgasming pussy gripped my
cock like a tight hot wet hand. The daughter watched with
a concerned look as her mother frantically pumped herself
up and down on my cock and yelled for me to fuck her
harder.

*

"It's OK honey-" Her mother finally said as her orgasm
finally began to subside. "-I'm just cumming. It's fun,
honest." She assured her daughter. Then she leaned
forward to rest against my chest as she continued to ride
up and down on my cock at a less frantic 'post-cum' pace.

"I guess I don't mind fucking you to get money to feed my k**s."
She spoke softly in my ear as she continued her steady
pace fucking herself on my cock. "I just hope I don't end
up with another one from this, with the new birthcontrol ban"
Ignoring her comment and reaching down between her wide spread
legs I ran my fingers over her stretched wet pussy lips as they
slid up and down my cock shaft.

"Your mother's going to cum again." I warned the little
girl watching us as the steadily building moans told me
that she was beginning to build to another orgasm. "Pay attention
because soon enough this is what you will have to do for work
sweetie." I said with a smile. I moved my hands, reaching around
her legs and, pulling her butt cheeks apart, probed her tight asshole
with the tip of my finger. Her orgasm hit high gear resulting in
another round of shouts to be fucked harder accompanied
by the most marvelous spasms of her cunt muscles on my cock.

"You're really a little fuck monster, aren't you?" I
asked her after her second orgasm passed and she was once
again resting against my chest while she kept me hard
with small rocking motions of her hips and practiced
rhythmic tightening of her very talented pussy muscles.

"Yes-" She answered with a surprising blush, hiding her
face against my neck. "-once I get excited I lose all
control of myself." "I think my company could find much work for you"
I quipped.

Wrapping my arms around her waist I leaned forward as she
moved her legs off the arms and wrapped them around my
waist. Sitting on the edge of the chair I leaned over and
sucked on her nipples while I moved her body up and down
on my cock fucking her faster and faster, deeper and
deeper until we both bellowed incoherently and I splashed
the inside of her spasming cunt with my cum. I continued
to hold her while our bodies relaxed and my softening
cock finally slipped from her tight cunt.

"Here-" I said picking up one of the hundred dollar bills
from the table. "-while I recover you go buy your k**s
some food."

She smiled, said thank you then gave me a kiss of genuine
affection and submissive respect before quickly pulling on
her shorts and her blouse. Once dressed she left the apartment
leaving me with the rugrats.

No, I didn't fuck or m***** her c***dren while she was
gone. I pulled on my trousers and, after assuring the two
c***dren that their mother would be back in a few minutes
with some food, looked around her apartment. It was old
and run down, but she kept it clean. I went into the
bathroom and, after relieving my bladder, checked out her
medicine cabinet. Moving on to the bedroom I found her
vibrator in the bedside table and, under her neatly
folded modest white cotton panties I found a few pictures
of her naked, including one 'split beaver' shot.

After admiring her beauty and sexuality, which were
apparent in the amateur photographs, I pushed them back
under her panties and checked her other drawers. I found
nothing more of any real interest to me. When I heard her
on the stairs I went back into the living room and met
her at the door.

She blushed deeply as soon as she stepped through the
door and refused to meet my eyes as I took the bag of
groceries from her and carried them into the kitchen.
Several times while I was helping her fix sandwiches for
us and the k**s she started to say something then would
be too embarrassed to continue. I guessed that, her
sexual excitement having waned, she was once again
feeling the shame and humiliation of what she had just
done to get money to feed her k**s.

Now that she had some food in the house I wondered if she
would try to kick me out instead of honoring our
agreement. I contemplated whether I'd want to try using
force if she did. Normally **** didn't appeal to me, but
this time, with her, I was almost hoping that she would
give me the excuse.

"I can't believe-" She finally said when we were sitting
at the kitchen table eating while the k**s were eating in
front of the TV in the living room. "-I did those things
in front of my k**s." Her voice was low and tears were
streaming down her cheeks again.

"Yes you had several very noisy orgasms with your k**s
watching." I reminded her, which seemed to generate more
embarrassment and tears.

"You-" I continued. She almost but not quite pulled away
when I reached out and touched her hair. "-have the
greatest cunt I've ever fucked." My comments didn't seem
to help her guilt feelings.

"I can't do it again." She said standing up. "I want you
to leave, I'll give you the change from your hundred
dollars." I grabbed her wrist as she reached into her
pocket to retrieve the money.

"We-" I said with a threatening hiss. "-have an
agreement." I pulled her into my lap and, ignoring both
her verbal begging and her attempts to get out of my
grasp, pushed my hand between her legs and rubbed her
cunt through the material as I leaned over and started to
not so gently nibble on her nipples through her blouse.

"No-" She begged softly not wanting to attract the
attention of her k**s. "-I can't do it again." Ignoring
her pleas, I wrapped my arm around her waist then picked
her up and pulled her shorts down her kicking legs. Once
her crotch was bare I pushed my hand back between her
legs and worked my fingers into her still wet cunt. Her
kicking in protest just worked her shorts further down
her legs until they came off and flew across the room.

"NO, please, no..." She continued to beg but with less
resolve as her nipple grew hard and her cunt welcomed my
fingers. "No-" She repeated once more before she suddenly
relaxed with a loud whimper and spread her legs as she
began showering my neck with kisses and excited nibbles
while she tugged at her blouse trying to remove the cloth
barrier between her sensitive nipple and my sucking
mouth. I pulled my mouth away from her breast long enough
for her to frantically pull her blouse over her head,
rendering herself once again naked and available for my
use. She moaned softly as I swirled my thumb over her
clitoris while I kept my fingers buried in her hot pussy.

"Yessssss, oh god yessss." She hissed as she rubbed my
hard cock through my trousers. "Fuck me again. Fuck me
long and hard. Make me your slut." She really did seem to
have multiple personalities, the proper mother being
replaced by the wanton whore as soon as some one got
their fingers on her all too sensitive cunt. Pulling my
wet slimy fingers from her grasping pussy, I stood up
then bent her over the edge of the table. Holding her
down against the table with my left hand on the back of
her neck I pushed her legs apart with my foot then pushed
my fingers back into her.

"Have you ever been fucked up the ass?" I asked her as I
pushed a third finger into her welcoming cunt.

"No." She moaned responding to my fingers inside her
pussy and my thumb rubbing her clitoris. "Please don't."
She pleaded panting with excitement. "I don't want to be
hurt." She finished as I felt her cunt grip my fingers
during a mini-orgasm.

"Reach out-" I instructed my young whore. "-and hold onto
the edges of the table." She did as she was instructed
while I pulled my fingers from her sodden pussy and
pushed one of my lubricant laden fingers into her tight
virgin ass.

After transferring as much of her pussy lubricant as I
could from my fingers to her anal sphincter I dropped my
trousers to the floor and, stepping out of them, lined my
hard cock up with her hot wet cunt. Slipping easily into
her I fucked my cock in and out of her a few times to
cover it with her slick copious fluid. Resigned to the
inevitable, the young mother held onto the edges off the
table with white knuckles while she waited for me to
deflower her virgin ass hole.

She whimpered audibly when I pulled my cock from her cunt
and lined it up with her rear most opening. Leaning over
I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed my cockhead
against her tight sphincter. She squeezed her eyes shut
and tears rolled out from under her tightly closed lids,
a high-pitched squeal emanated from her open mouth as my
cock stretched her ass hole open for the first time and
slipped past her sphincter muscle. Holding her down
against the table I pushed my hard rod further and
further into her reluctant ass while listening to her
k**s laughing at a cartoon in the other room.

"There-" I said as my cock reached full insertion into
her stretched rear. "-it's all the way in." Turning her
head she opened her eyes and gave me a weak smile as I
pulled my cock an inch out of her, then pushed it back
in.

"Just lay there and relax." I told her as I released her
shoulders then slipped my hand back between her legs to
finger her cunt and clitoris.

"That-" She said with a tentative smile. "-is easy for
you to say." Laughing gently at her joke I held myself
buried inside her and did not start fucking in and out of
her ass until I saw signs that she was reacting to my
manipulation of her genitals. Once she started responding
I began to move my hips working my cock in longer and
longer strokes as I fucked her virgin ass for the first
time.

As I fucked her ass harder and harder with longer strokes
the table legs began to move and inch or so back and
forth on the floor making little squeaking noises. I
worked her clitoris faster and faster to match my fucking
and she responded building slowly towards another orgasm.

"Oh god-" She started her orgasmic screams. "-fuck me
hard. Fuck your bitch's ass. Make me cum." Holding onto
the edges of the table with both hands she was now
forcing her self back on my cock with each of my thrusts,
impaling her ass more forcefully on my hard cock. "Fuck
your little whore daddy." She whimpered as she humped
herself against my cock. "Oh fuck me hard, fuck my ass
hard, make me cum daddy." She said again.

"Daddy's going to make you cum." I told her as I grabbed
her by both shoulders again and fucked my cock into her
ass as hard as I could. "Daddy's going to make his little
whore slut cum."

"Oh god, make me cum daddy, make your little slut cum
hard."

"Cum for daddy, slut. Cum for daddy." Then she lifted her
head off the table and bellowed gibberish while I held
her impaled on my cock and emptied my hot cum into her
bowels. I fell forward and laid on top of her across the
table while we gasped for air trying to catch our
breaths. When my softening cock slipped out of her no
longer virgin ass I lifted myself up then sat in one of
the chairs. When she stood up I pulled her over to sit in
my lap.

"Daddy's little slut likes to be forced doesn't she?" I
asked her as I gently ran my hands over her firm young
breasts. I could feel her nodding her head against my
shoulder and barely heard her whispered 'yes'. "I think-"
I said looking at my watch. "-that I have time for a
little break then one more fuck of that hot cunt of yours
before my time is up." She hid her head against my
shoulder and I could feel her blushing. We sat for
several minutes resting while I softly ran my hands over
her body.

"I have a proposition for you." I said as I continued to
explore her firm young body with my hands. "I will pay
your rent, and give you one hundred dollars a week for
expenses if you agree to be available to me and my friends."
She listened without replying. "In addition I will pay you
fifty dollars every time they fuck you." She still hid her
face against my neck without answering, but when I pushed
my hand into her crotch she spread her legs giving me
access to her cunt.

"You'll have to give me a key to the door-" I continued
as I worked two fingers into her. "-and I may show up at
any time of the day or night-" My fingers slipped into
her tight cunt and I felt her grip them with her amazing
muscles. "-when I walk through that door you have to be
willing to drop whatever you are doing and fuck in any
way that I want." I moved my thumb in little circles
around her clitoris and listened to her soft moaning
against my neck.

"Sometimes I may call you and tell you to come to my
office." I pushed a third finger into her as I continued
to rub her clitoris with my thumb. "Your mouth, ass,
cunt, breasts, your whole body will have to be available
any time I want to fuck." She began to rock her hips
gently fucking herself on my fingers.

"OK" She spoke so softly I wasn't sure that I'd heard it
at first.

"What's your name?" I asked as she continued to fuck
against my fingers with slowly increasing force.

"Donna." She whispered in my ear then followed it with
her tongue.

"You can just call me Mr. White or Mr. Right or god if you
like."

"Oh god yes-" She replied as she moved her mouth toward
mine. "-god can fuck his little whore anytime he
wants." Our lips met and my cock began to grow once
again. And they say that the American dream is dead. Not my
dream. Hahahahahahahaha. God bless America.

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Brttys Plight

©This is fiction; any resemblance to real people or places is coincidental. **************************************************************************** Betty jogged and walked the same paths every day. When she stopped to rest, it was always on the same bench in the same wooded area. She never varied her regimen from day to day, week to week. One shocking day she found out what a mistake that was. She slowed to a stop at the top of the small hill. Her bench, as she called it was...

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Evareias Plight

She had reached womanhood without so much as a passing glance at the fine males around her. Evareia the Pure they called her, and she wore that title like a badge of honor. What she lacked in sexual experience she made up for with speed, stealth, and grace. Her life was soon to change. A message found her one day, summons to the war front against the cursed Horde. And so Evareia traveled with her brothers and sisters. For the Alliance, for her people, she would do anything. And with that in...

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Megamans Plight

Megaman smashed his way into the abandoned warehouse. He had anticipated capturing several members of the Cravitz Crime family. Instead he only found one very beautiful, young woman. "May I ask who you are and what you're doing here, Miss?" The intrepid superhero asked. "Oh Megaman, I'm so glad you got here! I've been held prisoner for three days. If you hadn't rescued me, I don't know what those awful men might have done to me. I was so scared. My name is Gina Malone. Do you mind if I call...

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Couples Plight

The vast expanse of the Nevada desert surrounded them like one yellowish, grainy amoeba Disclaimer:? This story is a work of fiction and includes adult situations and extreme acts of sexual depravity, including rape and torture.? It is intended for adults only.? If you are under the age of eighteen or, in some jurisdictions, twenty-one, do not continue past this point.? If you desire to read on, it is by your own choice and responsibility as a free adult in a free society.?...

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Mens Rights Why I Fight

Brother Samuel here. A lot of people have asked me why I do what it is I do. I don’t understand the question. I am what I am. I do what comes natural. The alternative is simply unthinkable. I have a power and I will continue to use it until it’s gone or I am. To do anything else would be simply wrong. I am a bisexual black man who sticks up for Men’s Rights and GLBT rights along with Animal Rights ( I’m against neutering) wherever he goes. I’m against the truly barbaric and outdated practice of...

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Mens Rights Activist in College

Howdy, folks. The name is Kurt Lob. I’m a tall, good-looking, thirty-something black man living in Virginia. I’m the Athletic Director of Mason College, a private four-year college located near a small town of the same name in Eastern Virginia. The school only has two thousand students. The student body was sixty percent female and forty percent male when I came along. I changed that. I’m responsible for renovating the place and putting it on the map. How did I do that? By strengthening and...

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Bikini Beach Visitation Rights

Bikini Beach - Visitation Rights A man was unjustly accused of domestic abuse to the point that he's divorced from his wife, and legally restrained from visiting his daughter. When a friend takes him to BB on a lark, to try to cheer him up, he gets an idea, and then works a deal with Grandmother to be able to visit his daughter occasionally. ********** This story is copyright by the author. It is protected by licensed under a Creative Commons...

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THE RIGHTS OF WOMEN

♥♥♥♥♥ THE RIGHTS OF WOMEN ♥♥♥♥♥IN GROUPS LIKE THIS ONE THERE ARE THE FINEST AND BEST WOMEN AND LADIES AS MEMBERS. I LOVE THIS GROUP.MY MAIN PURPOSE IN LIFE IS TO SERVICE AND SATISFY LADIES. THAT IS MY LIFE MISSION. ALL WOMEN ARE LADIES. IT IS A SUPREME HONOR TO SERVICE YOU AND YOU ARE SUPERIOR TO MEN. IT IS A PRIVILEGE TO BRING YOU TO ORGASM, MAKE YOU CLIMAX, DRINK YOUR CUM. THE MORE PROMISCUOUS AND KINKIER YOU ARE THE MORE I LOVE YOU, ADMIRE YOU AND RESPECT YOU. PROMISCUITY IS A WOMAN'S RIGHT...

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Animal Rights

       Animal Rights        Part One        By Razor7826 (Copyright 2008)       "Why do you hate animals?"        "I love animals, Bill, which is why I've slaved away tirelessly for their freedom," responded Eliza Dogood.  She stared directly into the camera with the same manufactured smile that she used in every public appearance.  It had worked wonders in her campaign, and she had little doubt it would continue to service her in the future.        "I hope you realize that you're the most...

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Mens Rights Activism in America

The name is Gina. And I’ve got a secret to share with you. Oh, man. I don’t know if I can do this. This is one of womankind’s deepest secrets. The sisterhood might want my head if they found out I told on them. But I don’t care anymore. I’ve found a wonderful man who loves me. And I don’t care what the sisterhood says or does anymore. I’m an independent woman, free to love whoever I choose and screw however I damn well please. End of story. Womankind has many secrets which baffle even the...

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whites Becoming Black Owned Pig Properties

blackownednakedbitchby nudemodel While still in its juvenile years a self-important white female or self-important white male hears about Black Superiority and white inferiority. Supported by white society, white family, white friends, and white neighbors, the white juvenile vigorously opposes the concept.Energized by its comfortable white community and its widespread white privilege, it rejects the idea of Black Superiority with vociferous arguments. These arguments tout its own...

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Wonders of American BackroadsChapter 4 Civil Rights

I was at a bit of a loss. Did this start out as the best year of all time or the worst? Of course, celebrating the New Year with Alice was an incredible blast. We might have no real future together, but there was no question that we both loved each other. Two weeks later, she was gone. There was no chance that we’d see each other until summer. We were both agreed that she needed to focus on school and that required her to be in Montana. I wandered around some, sort of following wherever Andy...

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THE RIGHTS OF WOMEN

IN GROUPS LIKE THIS ONE THERE ARE THE FINEST AND BEST WOMEN AND LADIES AS MEMBERS. I LOVE THIS GROUP.MY MAIN PURPOSE IN LIFE IS TO SERVICE AND SATISFY LADIES. THAT IS MY LIFE MISSION. ALL WOMEN ARE LADIES. IT IS A SUPREME HONOR TO SERVICE YOU AND YOU ARE SUPERIOR TO MEN. IT IS A PRIVILEGE TO BRING YOU TO ORGASM, MAKE YOU CLIMAX, DRINK YOUR CUM. THE MORE PROMISCUOUS AND KINKIER YOU ARE THE MORE I LOVE YOU, ADMIRE YOU AND RESPECT YOU. PROMISCUITY IS A WOMAN'S RIGHT AND VIRTUE. YOU HAVE THE RIGHT...

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THE RIGHTS OF WOMEN

IN GROUPS LIKE THIS ONE THERE ARE THE FINEST AND BEST WOMEN AND LADIES AS MEMBERS. I LOVE THIS GROUP.MY MAIN PURPOSE IN LIFE IS TO SERVICE AND SATISFY LADIES. THAT IS MY LIFE MISSION. ALL WOMEN ARE LADIES. IT IS A SUPREME HONOR TO SERVICE YOU AND YOU ARE SUPERIOR TO MEN. IT IS A PRIVILEDGE TO BRING YOU TO ORGASM, MAKE YOU CLIMAX, DRINK YOUR CUM. THE MORE PROMISCOUS AND KINKIER YOU ARE THE MORE I LOVE YOU, ADMIRE YOU AND RESPECT YOU. PROMISCUITY IS A WOMAN'S RIGHT AND VIRTUE. YOU HAVE THE RIGHT...

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Losing rights

Breaking news: Sweeping legislation to remove basic human rights from a number of groups. Depending on how the negotiations go various groups could lose various rights from free speech to boldly autonomy, even personhood could be removed leaving the poor souls victim to the whims of the majority around them.

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FlashPlight

See No Evil: Contains sexually explicit and politically incorrect material. If you shouldn’t be reading this, or if it might offend you, simply stop now. Legalese: All actors and actresses are over the age of consent. Proof of age is on file. Any similarity of any character, event or place to any actual person, event or place, is purely coincidental. This is all fantasy, and the actors are all professionals — do not try any of this at home. Archiving: You are welcome to discreetly repost or...

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The Old Lamplighter

There he was, just as always, working his way down the street. It was shortly before dusk and the shadows were already beginning to grow deep. Darkness would soon descend upon the town and its streets, but the gloom would be partly dispelled by the gas lamps. Mrs Lucy Gilyott, who used to be Miss Lucy Ormerod, was standing at the window of her drawing-room looking down the street. There he was, the old lamplighter who came day in, day out, to attend to the gas lamps. Old? How old? Sixty,...

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Meanwhile Back at the Lamplighter

It is no secret that a lot of people really, really like living in Colorado. Karen Carrigan, who met Doug Yanevich while attending the University of Colorado, Denver, certainly was happy that Doug was able to get a job in Denver, shortly before she married him. They are somewhat of an odd couple. She is a tiny five foot, one inch, and weights one hundred and five pounds. He, who was a second string lineman on the football team, is six foot five, and weights in at two hundred, fifty-five...

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Flashplight

Copyright © 2002 They Got Us Hi, Robert. Yeah, it's me. Your self. If you're reading this, it means that they got to you. To us. To me. Wow, this is weird, talking to myself. Or writing to myself, as the case may be -- to a now-ignorant version of me... I knew they would be after us when they found out -- after all of us. Something like this is just too big to not squash when it begins to leak. When I realized this, I took several of our journal entries and included them with...

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Whites vs Blacks Who Can Win the Interracial Sex Battle Part 2

Introduction: Hey Boyz: This is the sequel to my first sexual story which posted on 7-4-12 or so. PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTs/FEEDBACK. Round 2: The announcer states that round 2 will begin in 10 minutes, no exceptions. Both teams head back into the locker rooms to discuss their strategies for round 2. The White team is bouncing with enthusiasm at their win. The crowd of whites cheers them on, but little do Brit and Longman know that Kitty has a Black fan in the crowd… This Black man squirts a water...

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Bikini Beach Birth Rights Part 1

BB: Birth Rights: Part 1 "Hello son." The man said, grabbing at my arm in a surprisingly strong grip. I felt instantly afraid, dreading a mugging, but upon seeing the frailty of the man, I had to dismiss this option. The man had a small white beard, which seemed to descend to a point. His eyes and face were as far as I noticed throughout the entire meeting and that was strange because I'd never been comfortable with eye contact, although that is probably quite an understatement....

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Water RightsChapter 4

I didn't get around to moving any of the water pipe that afternoon like I had planned on doing. It was just coming up on getting dark, and I was sitting quietly outside on my porch, trying to regain some of the strength that Dru had drained from me. I had been resting myself for an hour or more, and was fully absorbed in a quiet contemplation, and, if I'm to be honest, a grateful remembrance too, of that afternoon's unexpected delights. My reverie was broken when I chanced to look up, very...

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Mens Rights Activist in America

Brother Samuel here. Your favorite big and tall, good-looking bisexual black male writer and urban adventurer. The world changed in 2008 and I think many people are still playing catch-up. Lately, I’ve been seeing racist men and racist women acting more shifty than usual. They are looking at black people differently. And I’ve been seeing black men and black women walking a little taller. I think it all has to do with a black man being the President of the United States of America. I could be...

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Mens Rights Champions

Sometimes, I wonder why so many people seem to get such joy out of opposing the hard-working, determined high-achievers they encounter. I knew the answer to the question the moment I asked it of myself. Pretenders always hate the real thing. And they know it when they see it. My name is Stefan Brunswick. A young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Six feet two inches tall, somewhat bulky at 240 pounds, but still ruggedly good-looking, with dark brown skin and light gray eyes....

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Squaters Rights

My name is Sue; I live with two other girls Sandy and Jo in a three-bedroom house on the outskirts of London. We have all lived there for the past two and a half years and have become very close friends. There was one problem though; the house we live in is a squat and just recently, the owners had sent us an eviction notice; we had one month to get out. As much as they had their rights to reclaim their property, we had spent a great deal of money smartening the place up since we moved in....

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Officer Miranda Rights

Officer Miranda Rights was deeply asleep sleeping in her queen sized bed. The twenty four year old FFO (Female Fuck Officer) was lying in her bed in the nude The buzzing alarm woke Miranda from her slumber. Hit the alarm Miranda archer be back thrust her impressive 38E bust up against the single sheet, her erect nipples poking through. It was at that moment that she realized that she was on the right side of the bed, not the middle. Looking over Miranda saw that she wasn't alone in her bed.

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Termination of Rights and Personhood TRAP

Well here we are. Some jackass happened upon a phone or notebook or a genie or some other fancy thingie that lets them change the rules that govern our world whenever it suits them. I am not that lucky. I am just one of the little people who live in that world. I see it changing around me and have no choice but to accept. The change is universally true. Everyone feels it at the same time. From that moment on, that's just they way things are. Nothing about life rearranges itself to this new way...

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Whites vs Blacks Who Can Win the Interracial Sex Battle Part 2

The announcer states that round 2 will begin in 10 minutes, no exceptions. Both teams head back into the locker rooms to discuss their strategies for round 2. The White team is bouncing with enthusiasm at their win. The crowd of whites cheers them on, but little do Brit and Longman know that Kitty has a Black fan in the crowd... This Black man squirts a water bottle full of some green liquid on Britney and Longman. "What the fuck man, we won fair and square, get off of us." Longman says...

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Jax Brightsteel Sword for Hire

Here I am once again broke. The port of Summers Kiss is a beautiful place, but not for a sell sword in times of peace. Don’t get me wrong, peace is great, but I am in desperate need of a job. Summers Kiss is a bustling city on the west coast of the kingdom of Aereon. Full of merchant ships coming in with goods from all over the world. Silks from the far east across the ocean, furs from the northern cities of Wintervale where the orcs dwell in the mountains and fine jewelry from the southern...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS13 E08 Angelica Wrightson 44 from St Helens

We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a sprawling red-brick and glass, modern further education complex. The three-story buildings are topped (and sometimes sided) with sloping black roofs and surrounded by flat green lawns. A few young geeky students move around from one building to another. In the final shot, infront of a green sign (on the wall of one of the buildings) that reads “Mersey University Centre Technology – St Helens Campus” – and then, stepping infront of the...

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Mr BrightsideChapter 8

"I can't believe you!" Suzanne said after hearing Jen's story. "So what happened at the Marriot?" Jen couldn't help laughing. "Nothing. We played a little. I teased a few guys. And then we went home." "Did you tell Michael about David, or the dyke?" "No. I decided not to. It was like Carlos and the old man in the alley. It was so demented, I was afraid of what he might do." "You mean he'd be pissed? I thought he was into this." "Exactly. I was afraid he'd like it too...

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Mr BrightsideChapter 2

Jen lay in bed. Michael had just left for work after fucking her again. The night before had so turned him on, they fucked all night long. It had turned Jen on too. Being fingered by Vic right in front of Sally, his pregnant wife, was so wicked. She knew she was probably going to go to hell for it, but the naughtiness really turned her on. She remembered with a glow the orgasm Vic had given her. But were things going too far? Last night they had gone farther than they ever had, playing with...

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Mr BrightsideChapter 3

Jen took another sip of her drink. She fidgeted nervously. She and Michael were at a party, and Vic and Sally were probably going to be there. She hadn't seen Vic since that episode in the restaurant. She was hoping to avoid him. But those hopes were dashed when she saw him walk into the room. He headed straight for her. He glanced quickly around to make sure no one was looking, and then he lead her back through the house and into the guest bedroom. Jen went along because she didn't want...

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Mr BrightsideChapter 4

Jen and Mike were lingering over their wine. Mike knew something was bothering his wife, and he had a good idea what. "Jen, listen, I'm sorry about what happen last night." Jen rolled her eyes. "Don't lie to me. You loved it when I told you about it." Mike couldn't deny it. "I'm just saying I wasn't expecting anything to happen." "No, but you were hoping it would happen." "Come on, you get excited by playing around, don't deny it." "I'm not denying it. I've told you I...

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Mr BrightsideChapter 5

"So, was he bigger than me?" Jen and Mike were at dinner, a few nights after Jen had let herself be picked up. Jen smiled mischievously. "Why, are you getting jealous?" "No, not at all. In fact, I'm hoping Ralph was bigger than me. It fits the fantasy." "What, the cuckold fantasy?" Jen teased. "Well, more like the hot wife fantasy. My wife being a complete slut to a big dicked stud." Jen stretched her leg under the table until her foot rested in her husband's lap. She smiled...

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Mr BrightsideChapter 6

Jen got up from her table when she saw Suzanne arrive, and gave her friend a hug and kiss. She was so happy to see Suzanne. They had been best friends since grade school. Jen felt unnerved by recent events, and needed the advice of her oldest and closest friend. It was hard for Jen to describe the things that she and Michael had done the last few months, even to Suzanne. But eventually she described what had happened with Vic and the shoe salesman, and then she described how she had let...

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Mr BrightsideChapter 7

Jen couldn't move. Carlos had left her over 30 minutes ago. Sitting in her car, she felt like she was in shock. She couldn't believe what had happened. She was both repulsed and aroused as she re-played the scene in her mind, remembered the old man's thick cock inside of her, his hands on her breasts, his tongue in her mouth, his cum shooting into her. She abruptly decided that she wouldn't tell her husband about it. If it had been just Carlos — well, she'd tell Michael about that,...

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Whites vs Blacks Who Can Win the Interracial Sex Battle Part 1

It was a hot summer day in California. All these hot girls, so little time, Justin Thinks to himself. Now Justin isnt that great looking, but that doesnt matter because he is a black pornstar (He is well hung). Last week Justin got engaged to a black skater from Los Angeles, named Kitty. Kitty hates white guys, she couldnt imagine having sex with a white cracker. This is one of the reasons Justin likes her, he doesnt want his girl sleeping around with whites, he wants her assets all to himself...

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Donna Takes Charge

Donna Takes Charge By The Qmoq, inspired and dedicated to TH. Now "She's a woman?" asked Amy. "Yeah," I replied. "You invited a woman here?" Portia sniffed, raising an eyebrow. "I guess I did." "But we're not lesbians." Amy was right. We weren't lesbians, though we occasionally gave a good impressionof them. Ah, I'm getting ahead of myself, I should start a bit further back. A Bit Further Back My name's Charlotte Adams, and I'm a singer-songwriter, mainly acoustic stuff.Observant...

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Donna8217s Summer Golfing Vacation

Donna ran to the front door when she heard the bell ring. She opened the door. John, her boyfriend, stood there with a seductive smile, “What’s up babe?” Donna smiled back, “Mom and Dad went to the mall. Their night to shop and eat out.” “Way to go good old mom and dad.” John stepped inside and pushed the door closed. He wrapped his arms around Donna’s slim waist and kissed her hard. She kissed back until she had to pull away to catch...

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A Dilema for Donna

A Dilemma for Donna By Petricia     Donna nervously checked her makeup one last time. Tonight was to be the first social gathering among her peers since her divorce had become final six months ago. She had dated a few times since then, but nothing special. She been out a bit with friends, been to the gym regularly, but this was somewhat different and she wanted to look just so.      The invitation had itself taken her a bit by surprise. She really didn’t know Lauren that well. They had worked...

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Donna Reed Show

Hello Every One, This story was not written with any other purpose than to entertain. I hope you like it. ***************************************** The Donna Reed Show By Carol Collins The town of Hilldale in 1963 was a sleepy little town in anywhere, USA. In a quiet little neighborhood, in a well kept home on one of the many residential streets, Doctor Alex Stone, a tall, very handsome man with dark hair, wearing a white lab coat,...

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Donnas Three Sons

DONNA'S THREE SONS(by Eros) Chapter 1. On a hot June day in Los Angeles, Donna Mason looked out her living room window and watched the gardener mowing the front lawn of her house. He was naked to the waist, and he had a broad, hair-matted chest. The sight was turning Donna on like crazy. The guy was in his fifties, and he didn't even speak English. Donna knew she had to be pretty hard-up to get turned on by the gardener. He'd never attracted her before. But she'd been almost three months...

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Donna and Chris

Donna was up early as she slipped on a pair of cut off jeans and a gray shirt as she headed out the door. She was gonna go grab her shoes, but thought better of it as it was such a nice day and since she never wore shoes in the summer and she was in a hurry was only heading up the street to get some food. Donna always had no problems getting men, but the problem was she was always getting losers and married men. Donna who was 5'7 and had long gorgeous brown hair, tanned beautiful legs and an...

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Mature Donna Fucks Sons Friend Bareback

[Contains: M/Mature F, Hardcore, Impregnation & Babymaking]Donna was in her element. It was her son Pete's 18th Birthday, the house was full of his friends who were all about to embark on an evening of drinking in town -- she had made them all food and shown off her cooking and hosting skills. Things had all gone well and they all seemed happy.Donna loved acting like a proper mother -- it was a role she relished. It was all she had done for years -- look after her three c***dren, who were...

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Oh Donna

This story was inspired by, and also makes reference to events from a wonderful story by an excellent writer, Marriane's Revenge by Cissy Gaye. It's a shame nothing new has come our way from her recently I only hope she is just in a writing slump and nothing more serious. Thank you for helping this story be. Oh Donna by Ray Kitten Donna Marie closed the door behind her, calling out, "Daddy, I'm home," before she remembered that her father was away on his bi-montly...

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Conversations with Donna Chapter 3

Suzi went back to work on an emotional high that made Jessie and Ronnie blink from the glow coming off her."Tell me she didn't get laid over lunch?""No, Ronnie, she didn't. She just spent it with her girlfriend.""Huh?""Don't worry it will become clear. I won't ruin her surprise.""The only woman who has affected her like this is . . . are you are telling me Suzi and . . .""I'm not telling you a thing, it's not my place. Just let it lie and be happy for her.""I am thrilled for...

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