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5722 No. 5722 Stickied hide watch expand quickreply   [Reply]
This folks is a thread for disscusion of all things erotic literature! Got a favorite book? Here were you recomend and discus it. Want to say that we the mods suck and you hate everything we do?!? Here's the place. Just wanna talk about anything? Yup, you guessed it. Here's the place.
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>> No. 6011
>>6006

Cowboy, I want to bear your children.
>> No. 6195
The date on this is fucked up. Does it seriously go (YY/MM/DD)? Who in the tap water uses that?


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5167 No. 5167 Stickied hide watch expand quickreply   [Reply]
THIS IS THE REQUEST THREAD!

Anything that you would like written about, was hear before the whipes or that you just wanna talk about should go here.

Any posts that are done outside this tread of that nature will be deleted. Not meaning to be mean, but the board space is for authors and their stories.

Thank you,
Cowboy
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>> No. 6159
I'm sure i read it here, It was a story about a guy who goes fishing every other weekend at some lake. while he fishes his loli daughter swims. they meet some other guys fishing who eventually have sex with her while he pretends to be passed out. any idea where i can find it?
>> No. 6171
>>5191
book of dave?
i did and i'm still lost.
i want it too.....


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433 No. 433 Stickied hide watch expand quickreply   [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]
Tags: rape, M/f, m/f, F/f, M+/m, MM/f, fsolo, mc, ScFi(ish)

Blurb: Renee is a (physically) fourteen year-old "synthetic human." Bought by a man who sees her as little more than a sexual plaything, she struggles to retain her identity- and her determination- as her free will dwindles away.

I suck at writing summaries.

But some people seem to like my tale, anyways.

-Let the Massive Reposting Commence-

Claude grinned to himself when he first spotted the girl. She was all he could have asked for - and had. Madame Therese's specialized in the production of made-to-order synthetics. Want one who worships the ground you tread on? Or maybe one who detests you? Or more, one with a pathological fear of the opposite sex? Girls and boys in every shape, size, color. Any feature you could want. Every one with her own unique personality and characteristics.

Even with the tanks, though, it took some time for them to grow. Claude had waited three years for his.

She shifted from tiny foot to tiny foot at the station, peering nervously at the passerby. She thought she was waiting for her uncle's chauffeur. Therese's allowed you to customize their memories, if you wanted. Most customers chose to simply pick the characteristics, then allow the story-editors to do the rest.
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>> No. 6089
>>6076

It's a sticky now, but it's the thought that counts.
>> No. 6091
Read the whole thing, and I get just a little bored when you go from one guy raping Renee to them taking turns raping Renee, then finally someone else rapes Renee and the focus shifts to raping a different syn.


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269 No. 269 Stickied hide watch quickreply   [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]
Just because I love you guys, I'll repost both my stories :D



Oh thank God, it was over, she thought as she was lead from the podium, her body shaking as every nerve was released from its horrified paralysis. All those eyes staring at her, the rich and elite of society holding up their numbers as they made their bids on her body. She had been sold for 300,000 dollars, a high price, even for a virgin slave like her. She hadn?t even paid attention to who had won the bidding match. She had been too busy watching her younger brother in line behind her, his young face as pale and terrified as her own.

Roughly she was lead from the bidding room and into another where she was forced to her knees, her deep red hair spilling over her shoulders and covering her face as though trying to protect her from the fate it had doomed her to. It was no use though; she had been cursed from birth with the same red hair that ran through her father, brother and mother when she had been alive. It was a miracle they had managed to stay in hiding for as long as they did.

She heard a door slide smoothly open and flinched, kneeling so her forehead touched the cold marble floor. A hand roughly yanked her up by her hair and she glared tearfully at the man she now belonged to. ?Oh! She?s much prettier up close,? he said as he let go of her hair. He gently took her chin to wedge her mouth open, examining her teeth. ?Look good?? He pulled her to her feet and examined the muscles of her naked legs and thighs, moving to her bound arms next and grasping her breasts. ?She?s a bit underweight isn?t she?? he asked, ignoring how she snarled and writhed against his touches.

The slave dealer chuckled and said, ?Her and her sire and sibling have been in my cells for three weeks. They all have too much spirit for most of my customers.?

The man nodded and circled her like a hawk, examining her from every angle. She just eyed him warily, her tied and mottled hands clenching into fists behind her back. It was now that she was able to get a good look at the man. He had to be about nine or ten years older than her 17 and was tall and lean, his hair so black it looked almost blue unde
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>> No. 6160
>>6103

Not her fault. Blame the formatting on 7chan.

Also, amazing! That update was <3
>> No. 6162
>>6122
Delete the post.


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4569 No. 4569 hide watch expand quickreply   [Reply] [Last 50 posts]
This is my first ever attempt at elit, so please be nice :o
Though the story is fiction, it's based on real people and places.
Some of you may have seen this before; I posted this about 6 months ago, but it sucked, so I re-typed it, and now it will be better... Hopefully.

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They were so beautiful.
All of them.
I mean, the two of them.
Damnit... Let me try again.



They were both so beautiful. Michelle was 15, and had 34C cup breasts(I know from the many times I looked through her bra drawer). Her ass was at its best, sticking out just enough to be hot, but not so much that it's humungous--I have no problem with that, it just wouldn't fit her small white figure :). Her sister, Cassy(Cassandra) was only 11, and was adorable. She was obviously flat-chested, but was already getting her sister's butt. Very rarely did Cassandra wear pants or shorts, so whenever I was near her, I always got the chance to see her cute, panty-covered butt. Sadly though, she was blind(Well, sometimes it's a good thing. I could jerk off right behind her and she would have no idea.) Cassy always broke her little "blind glasses," so her parents would simply tie a bandanna around her head, making her look cuter than ever.
Did I mention these girls were my cousins?
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>> No. 6198
>>6191 That's my middle name though.
>> No. 6199
>>6051
>>Story shall continue tonight at Midnight.

So, when you say midnight, you mean...?
>> No. 6203
>>4652 maybe you should write about it?

and also, come on OP, you said midnight


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4581 No. 4581 hide watch expand quickreply   [Reply]
Found this while searching my hard-drive fro a file.

Doesn't belong to me, but I'll keep posting if it turns out popular...

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This is what you have to know: my town's small, really small. Everyone knows each other. There's secrets, of course, and if you have them you have to fight to keep them. For this reason it was absolutely no surprise that everyone knew I was gay. Or, more accurately, everyone assumed that I was gay because everyone knew that I'd been caught making out with Joey, and in this small-town mindset there was no room for bisexuality. Nevermind the number of girls I'd been with since high school started, I kissed one guy and I was the town fag.

Typical.

Of course the rumours had been flying for ages, so much so that a lot of people believed it was true before it even happened. I'm short, and skinny, and I'm aware that I look like a girl, a feature that I haven't improved by growing my hair out or wearing eyeliner. They'd been calling me 'faggot' and 'cocksucker' ever since we'd moved down here, and now that the other kids at school knew it was TRUE--sort of--honestly not much had changed. Unless you were looking for it, that is, like I was, and yes, I saw it--I saw the lingering stares from other boys, the same ones who'd kick me as I walked by, call me a queer and laugh. And I could tell that when they were pushing me around in the bathroom and laughing, one or two of them were using it to cover up the fact that they were checking me out.

Like Adam Wilcox.

Adam was the younger brother of the guy I'd had a crush on, and who was responsible for me being outed to the entire town. Adam was also pretty much my mortal nemesis: we came from two separate sides of the cliche-spectrum, with him as the dumb jock and me as the faggoty goth. He looked a little like his brother, but the attitude was totally different and it was enough to turn me off. Joey was 22, and a hell of a lot more mature than his dumbass little brother; when we hung out he treated me like a peer, and not like some little kid. We almost had sex one time, but my parents walked in jus
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>> No. 5367
It happened kinda suddenly, also bitch bitch bitch moan moan moan, write moar and make it work.
>> No. 5402
>>5367
nevar, im closing the pool ATM
>> No. 6202
bump


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4532 No. 4532 hide watch expand quickreply   [Reply]
Waking up in an empty parking garage bothered her, but realizing she was tied up was worse.

“Fuck.” Kayla felt the rope chafe her wrists.

“Not yet.” The man in the ski mask had pale lips and brown eyes.

Kayla’s head was light. Really? “Ruffies, right? At, um, the bar?” She had left her drink alone to go to the ladies room.

“Couldn’t help myself.” He made a show of licking his lips. “You were such a little slut back there.”

This interested Kayla, because at the bar she had worn a plain, brown skirt that reached her thighs. It was almost matriarchal.

He gasped and wheezed as he grabbed the bulge in his jeans. It was like looking at a bent cucumber constricted in plastic wrap.

Kayla squinted. She could almost make out the shape of his scrotum.
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>> No. 5178
I'm still laughing, dude. This is an awesome story. It's all serious at first, and then it turns into something that you would never expect.

"'Bring the knife next time,' she had added. 'I already have rope in my garage.'"

That right there is the line that hooked me. That is win, hands down.
>> No. 5350
This still needs moar.
>> No. 6201
hahahahahaha. awesome


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5894 No. 5894 hide watch expand quickreply   [Reply]
The hot sun boiled down upon my white skin. School just out for summer I need badly to get started on my tan. I lay motionless in my own backyard, my red two piece bikini covering the smallest amount of skin possible. I was 5'5 and about 110 lbs, blonde, slender and busty for a girl with so little weight. My 30 C cups tits bulging outward at the red fabric draped over them. My boney hips exposed and my shaven cunt covered by just a small triangle of red cloth. I was not a virgin, my boyfriend and I having experimented twice in my life.

I loved the feeling of the warm sun upon my young skin as I heard noises from the fence beside our house. I peered out of my dark sunglasses at the site of a yellow plastic nozzle peeking through the wooden fence posts. I knew instantly that the young boy next door, while turned on at the site of my tight young body, was about to unload his 'super soaker" water gun in my general direction! The little "son of a bitch" never left me alone anymore as I jumped to my feet. The water streaming past me, missing, I laughed aloud and darted for the front door. The boy opened the gate in front of me and charged up the sidewalk ready to unload. Cut off, I darted away from him, my tits bouncing in my suit as I ran for the old building across the alley. I know he had to love the site of my slender, yet jiggling ass running away from him as I made it across the alley and entered the vacant lumber yard building that was full of old boxes. I quickly darted behind a pile and waited for him to pass me by.

I was on all fours, hiding when the nozzle slid up to my head, I didn?t even hear him as he snuck up behind me. Laughing, the neighbor boy told me raise up my hands or he would fire. I placed them above my head like a prisoner and stood up. The boy marched me to an opening in the building. I knew if he fired that my body would glisten and be shown off to someone that shouldn?t see so much of me. But the entire episode excited me, as he placed a tie around my wrists and bound them behind me. Like a firing squad he stood me in front of him and asked if I had any last words when we both herd a rustling near the door. He looked surprised as his large brown d
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>> No. 6087
>>6086
He was closer to the mark than most get, though.
>> No. 6106
>>6087

Aye, granted Vannevar, I guess it was a pretty good effort from Anonymous for a change, it just didn't need that final description of the girl in the story as a "fat assed fucken whore" which was somewhat incorrect as demonstrated.
>> No. 6200
Nice and hot, but I found it interesting that they would use F*** when talking about being mounted by a dog, repeatedly. Still hot, just very strange.


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6116 No. 6116 hide watch expand quickreply   [Reply]
Up for a little voyeurism, /elit/?

Now this story is not finished. In fact, what I post is all I have written, and if I can't get out of my writer's block for this story, this is all you'll get.

I actually would like to see this finished and finished to as good a degree as my other story. (A Master's Unspoken Memoirs)

Without further ado, I give you "The Voyeur"

(The tags are things that might play out. In actuality, I have absolutely no clue how this will pan out.)



Bri grabbed her binoculars, and sighted her target. Her insides churned with anticipation, and she could feel that familiar tingling between her legs. It wouldn't be long until he returned to his usual perverted habits.
Her target was taking his stuff off, tossing his coat onto the bed and removing his bracelet. What would it be today? Some of his favorite bondage hentai, or perhaps a movie? She liked the movies the most.
She sat down at her chair, and adjusted the binoculars a little bit to better see him. He was rousing his computer from sleep with a gentle touch of the mouse, the way one woke their lover up. His computer responded instantly to his gentle hand, lighting up.
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>> No. 6175
sweet
>> No. 6194
I like it very much, surprisingly. I've never been into this sort of thing before o.o;
>> No. 6196
>>6194
Thanks. This is as far as I've gotten, and for some reason, am stuck. I guess not every one of them is gonna be a hit out of the park like Memoirs was.


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5429 No. 5429 hide watch expand quickreply   [Reply]
XXY Chapter Two: The Wars of Our Fathers




Daniel hefted his pack and ran out of the van as fast as he could, running past all the women with their surprised gazes and making all the world a blur in his vision.

Grass became green and concrete became gray as the wind swept back his shoulder length hair. His feet slammed into the ground with each powerful step and he took breath after breath of cool, autumn air.

A heavy hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him to a stop. He turned around and hung his head, his fingers twiddling with anticipation.

"Sorry, Dad." Daniel apologized, readjusting his pack.
"I know that you're ready for school, but your mother and I would at least like to tell you goodbye and good luck." Phylus chuckled as he patted his son's back and walked him back to the van where Aurora was waiting.

"Someone's eager for their first day." Aurora smiled and leaned down to the child, giving him a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wiggled free of her grasp and wiped off his cheek hurriedly. Aurora frowned. "What, so you don't love your mother anymore?"
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>> No. 6074
So, what do you guys think, besides moar and such?
>> No. 6085
>>6074

Shawnflops, you may think that you're mister hot shit, but you better do what we say, MOAR
>> No. 6193
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6193
Moar for you maggots

Also, a critique from an esteemed author on this board would be nice, like Pepper or whoever, i don't care fuck fuck fuck



Alex couldn't wait any longer. He picked up his tray and stood up from the table. He felt a little sorry for Daniel, but couldn't help but to wonder what was happening to him. He threw away the styrofoam tray and made his way down the seventh grade hall.

Alex had sat down and was beginning to take his book from his bag when Daniel walked through the door and fell into his seat beside Alex. He hung his head back and let out a deep sigh of relief. He turned to look at Alex and his eyes were a little glazed over. He was almost looking through him.

"What's wrong?" Alex asked.
"Absolutely nothing." Daniel replied and took out his book.

Daniel soared through the rest of the day. Minutes passed by like seconds and before he knew it, sixth hour was done and through.

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