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Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.

Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!

He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.

Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.

She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.

She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!

Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.

He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.

Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.

The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.

Around the walls of the room were porn o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.

The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.

Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.

He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.

Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.

Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.

Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.

The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock .

He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.

"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.

"What?" she said.

"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."

Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.

"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.

She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.

Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.

As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.

His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.

It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.

Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!

It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.

The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck ing Angela, was fuck ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.

He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.

He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

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Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

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Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

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Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

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Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

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Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

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Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

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Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

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Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

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Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

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Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

CmdrTaco sucks my balls.

Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

CmdrTaco really sucks my balls.

She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

Slashdot, why do you suck so much?!

"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

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Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

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Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

CmdrTaco sucks my balls.

Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

CmdrTaco really sucks my balls.

She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

Slashdot, why do you suck so much?!

"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

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Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

CmdrTaco sucks my balls.

Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

CmdrTaco really sucks my balls.

She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

Slashdot, why do you suck so much?!

"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

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Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

CmdrTaco sucks my balls.

Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

CmdrTaco really sucks my balls.

She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

Slashdot, why do you suck so much?!

"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

CmdrTaco sucks my balls.

Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

CmdrTaco really sucks my balls.

She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

Slashdot, why do you suck so much?!

"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

Slashdot: still sucking...

"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

CmdrTaco sucks my balls.

Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

CmdrTaco really sucks my balls.

She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

Slashdot, why do you suck so much?!

"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

Slashdot: still sucking...

"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

CmdrTaco sucks my balls.

Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

CmdrTaco really sucks my balls.

She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

Slashdot, why do you suck so much?!

"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

Slashdot: still sucking...

"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.

Slashdot sucks my balls.

Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.

Slashdot really my balls.

Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.

CmdrTaco sucks my balls.

Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.

CmdrTaco really sucks my balls.

She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.

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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.

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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"

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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.

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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.

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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."

Slashdot, why do you suck so much?!

"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.

Slashdot: still sucking...

"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.

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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.

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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."

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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."

Slashdot sucks on my penis.

When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.

CmdrTaco sucks on my penis.

Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.

Slashdot sucks on my penis.

Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.

Slashdot sucks on my penis!!!

Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.

Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!

Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.

Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.

Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."

Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."

Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.

"Yes," Donna rasped.

"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.

"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."

"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.

Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.

"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, what did you plan?"

"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.

Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.

"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.

Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.

Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.

Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.

"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"

"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."

"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.

"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna admitted.

"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.

Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."

"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."

"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."

At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"

"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."

Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.

She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?

Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."

"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.

"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."

"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.

"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.

"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.

That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.

You smell like CmdrTaco - in other words, FUCKING GAY!!! Slashdot sucks ass...

You smell like CmdrTaco - in other words, FUCKING GAY!!! Slashdot sucks ass...

You suck CmdrTaco's ass.

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality to pedophilia.

...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:

Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.

Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.

Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.

I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.

As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com as saying the following:

RMS: "I've been resistant to the pressure to conform in any circumstance," he says. "It's about being able to question conventional wisdom," he asserts. "I believe in love, but not monogamy," he says plainly.

And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!

Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children. To quote from the article linked:

"I've got a rare kidney disease," I told her. "I have to go to the bathroom a lot. You can come with me if you want, but it takes a while. Is that okay with you? Do you want a note from my doctor?"

is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?

We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.

Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.

In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.

Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexuals preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian, an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.

And Red Hat is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.

To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."

Feedback:

What worries me is how much you know about what gay people do. I'm scared I actually read this whole thing. I think this post is a good example of the negative effects of Internet usage on people. This person obviously has no social life anymore and had to result to writing something as stupid as this. And actually take the time to do it too. Although... I think it was satire.. blah.. it's early. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.

You must work for the government. Trying to post the most obscene stuff in hopes that Slashdot won't be able to continue or something, due to legal woes. If i ever see your ugly face, I'm going to stick my fireplace poker up your ass, after it's nice and hot, to weld shut that nasty gaping hole of yours. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA free reign for years!

You really should post this logged in. i wish i could remember jebus's password, cuz i'd give it to you. - mighty jebus, Slashdot

Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.

ROLF LAMO i hate linux FAGGOTS - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.

Actually, that's not at all how scrotal inflation works. I understand it involves injecting sterile saline solution into the scrotum. I've never tried this, but you can read how to do it safely in case you're interested.

(Before you moderate this down, ask yourself honestly -- who are the real crazies -- people who do scrotal inflation, or people who pay $1000+ for a game console?) - double_h, Slashdot

Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!

dude did u used to post on msnbc's nt bulletin board? now that u are doing anti-gay posts u also need to start in with anti-black stuff too. c u in church - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.

Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.

And don't forget that slashdot was written in Perl, which is just too close to "Pearl Necklace" for comfort.... oh wait; that's something all you heterosexuals do.... I can't help but wonder how much faster the trolls could do First-Posts on this site if it were redone in PHP... I could hand-type dynamic HTML pages faster than Perl can do them. - phee, Slashdot

Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".

One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation, Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".

And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?

Thank you for your valuable input on this. I am sure you will be never forgotten. BTW: Did I mention that this could be useful in terraforming Mars? Mars rulaa. - Eimernase, Slashdot

Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.

That's inspiring. Keep up the good work, AC. May God in his wisdom grant you the strength to bring the plain honest truth to this community, and make it pure again. Yours, Cerberus. - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.

However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)

In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.

Inspiring stuff! If only all trolls were this quality! - Anonymous Coward, Slashdot

If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???

IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat, but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.

Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.

Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.

ANUX - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!

CmdrTaco is a homosexual. He tried to molest me last night!! He also likes to rape goats and small children...

CmdrTaco is a homosexual. He tried to molest me last night!! He also likes to rape goats and small children...