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Archive name: you.txt (MMF, FF, intr, rp, inc, ped, ws, 
v, sn, bd, bi)
Authors name: Midblu (midblu2@yahoo.com)
Story title : You

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You (MMF, FF, intr, rp, inc, ped, ws, v, sn, bd, bi)
by Midblu (midblu2@yahoo.com)

***

Sex, drugs, group incest, violent fist and much, much 
more. From a larger piece of work named, Midnight Blue 
Meth Wars in the Heartland, a 145,000 word manuscript.

***

YOU..., just left out of my door...,

    And my high was just creeping up on me..., just 
warming  my balls.

     And I still had a little half a shot left..., 
presumably for in the morning...? 

But having heard your throaty sigh...,
  Just before turning on your heel..., 
    And slinking away so swiftly...,

      Leaving these memories unpurged...,
        Starts me to twitchin & itchin
           For the freaky things you might do. 

   Seeing you and remembering...,
      How depraved you could make me feel...,
          When you'd  please me so sinfully.., 

              Re-inflaming a primal urge..., 
                That starts me yearnin'& burnin'...,
                  To do all those sick things with you.  

   Then watching thru the mists of time...,
      Fishnets on your ass as you'd kneel...,
        Throat filled and your hole spread widely...,
  
           Visions of such burst in my brain..,
              To send me wheelin' & reelin'
                 To fall into that hot wet slew.

Forever burnt into my mind..,
   So even with Satin I'd deal...,
     I still crave your cunt so badly...,

        These sensations create such strain...,        
           Sets me off tweakin' & freakin'..., 
              Needing to fill your hole with goo.



It got me to thinking of.,
   Remembering & reminiscing of., 
      the state of readiness you might be in.
         If you were to return this evening.,
   
Hence, a pleasurable tension., 
                makes me unable to resist.,
                                adding that extra fuel., 
                    which will allow my imagination.,

To immerse me in.,
      that virtual & vicarious state.,
               where I can share & enjoy., 
                        the debauchery & degradation., 
             
that is so much a part of you. 

So innate this is to you.,
      that it propels you to a bizarre..,
           interdependence with your partners. 

It is a state of Freudian chaos, 
      where the roles of slave and master, 
              become subverted and inverted.

Convoluted., 

         Twisted., 

Always exercised, 
     though never exorcised, 
           as it should have been.

I know better than torture myself.,
       waiting & abstaining for your return...,
               my groin will ache & churn.

Because., 
       I know now., 
              that it will never happen.

Not ever.., 
    Never again ..,.
                Ever.

Yet the mere thought of you.,
            the memories & visions.,
                    awaken the dark side of me. 

And soon they become phantom sensations.,

Of those experiences., 
      Which when reflected upon.,
           Still cause the blood to build & boil.,
                           
Through my loins.,
     Swelling my manhood., 
         and causing a stirring in my balls.
     
Soon I submit to the temptation. 
              I go to the bathroom and retrieve.,
                        the would-be wake up shot. 

Tomorrow will just need to be a rough day.

As the deed is done too soon to allow a re-
consideration.

It certainly wasn't expected to overwhelm, 
        however it was a little better than I had 
anticipated,though no where near as good as I had hoped. 

Yet it warms and energizes me.,
            Soothes and excites me.,
                       But it's certainly no kook shot.,



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     While kook shots of crystal are far and few 
between, I've dabbled in the trade for so long that I've 
accumulated a catalog of such memories. Yet among those 
memories, the most twisted of them, the sickest of the 
sick - all involve her. 
      
      She was a sick disgusting woman by nature - having 
been possessed by an inherited dementia. She was a 
pathological slut, and a victim of precocious puberty. 
These factors prompted her to constantly play with 
herself - diddling, rubbing, and stabbing digits and 
other objects in to herself. This practice wasn't 
discouraged in any way by the lack of privacy which she 
endured in her alcoholic father's tattered old home. 

     So she was frequently caught in the act, by her 
father and brothers. 

     Caught...,

     Ramming 3 or more fingers deep in herself, rubbing 
her palm over her engorged clit, playing - pinching the 
nipples of her c cup tits - eyes rolling back in her 
head - moaning - rotating her hips against her hand..

     Her older brothers would charge the neighbor boys 
to watch the nine year old jack herself off.,

     Of course, such stimulation fueled the temptation 
to molest her - but it quickly became a simple matter of 
slimy seductive incest..., (*03)
    
       While she may have been a victim of precocious 
puberty.,

       And while she may have had incestuous 
encounters.,

       She was not a victim of molestation .,

       But instead she was the epitome of the child-
seductress.

       The prototype 'Lollita'.,

       She was a sick bitch ...,

       From the git go.
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    I remember such a time -- later in her life -- while 
i was with her -- as to convince you of this. When she 
and I were about three days out -- far enough out that 
we took a break from steady power fucking to take her 
swollen cunt and my raw dick out cruisin' for some 
strange stuff. It was not uncommon, for us, at such a 
point in the trip, to take a little day-time tour of the 
adult movie theatres on the east-side. 

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     We had each sampled a modest shot, from the new 8 
ball we just scored.

     After all, the reason we got out of bed in the 
first place, was to receive it.

     It was pretty good. 

     In fact it showed enough promise, that she would 
have invited the courier (man or woman - boy or girl) to 
stay for some of her ass, but it was a boy named 
'Whitey' (for his nearly albino-like features) who 
worked for us as a laborer.,

      .,  often made "dope-runs" for us. 

      She already knew him well enough to know, of his 
shyness., so not to bother extending the offer to him. 
She also knew that his new 'mother-in-law' did not share 
his modesty - in fact she was quite the slut. 

      Slut enough to rival Laura's own debauchery). 
(*04) 
     
      At any rate, it didn't take long to get her 
dressed as the slut she was bred and born toto be., 
     She simply put her heels back on and threw a black 
sport coat over the ample breast, which were supported 
by a black lace under-wire bra. The  jacket cut across 
her back side - just low enough to cover the cut out in 
crotch-less fishnet hose. The hosiery were still damp in 
some areas - while crusty patches of our dried cum, had 
formed on other areas. 

     This was her 'fucking slut uniform'. 


     She enjoyed getting 'dressed up'.

     But she still made me promise to give her another 
good hit as soon as we got in the truck.,

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     So as I said., while one would never expect a 
quarter gram a piece, to be a  kook shot, the sample 
(one for the road - on the road, you might say) had 
indeed shown great promise.,

      The extra freakiness brought upon her by the 
shot.,
      had her sucking my dick with such intensity, that 
she was starting to gag herself on me., 

       ., as we rolled down the dark highway. 

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      In the beginning of our time together - I thought 
she was simply being theatrical or subservient, when she 
claimed, a good throat fucking would make her cum., 

       And the rougher the better. 

      But one day early on, in the relationship - I had 
taken her out on a leash (literally) to an adult theatre 
in Arnold. She would have attracted the lewd and 
lascivious crowd, while in work clothes - but she was 
'decked out' in full whore regalia top off with the 
leash.,

      to her leather & spiked collar.., 

      All together she was just too much to ignore.

      Even the ubiquitous 'men on men - type' were 
distracted by her. 

      On this matter we generally agreed that it was 
more likely their attention was more likely their 
apprehension of having a genuine female 'cock sucker' in 
the place --  to compete for the finite quantities of 
cherished cum-cream.

but of the dozen or so male patrons, in the place most 
of them were the creepy faggot type -- that she often 
shunned (oh yea, even natural born pathological sluts 
have preferences). 

    Yet the evening wouldn't draw a blank. .,
    
    The manager turned out to be a more comfortable 
target, and of course there were obvious benefits to 
having him as a member of her 'fan club' bent over 
sucking a strange cock, and I got behind her to take it 
doggie style. As he grew to the point of loosing his 
self control - and grew to rather substantial size -- he 
began plunging viciously into her throat - gagging her., 

    ., as he plunged deeper into her throat - she 
threw her head down upon it - even harder -- with a 
reckless abandon.,

       While doing so, her cunt started to spasm and it 
began spraying her woman cum all over my cock, drenching 
my balls and running down hers' and my thighs. 

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     Knowing her as I did, I knew to allow her the self-
abuse -- instead of holding back -- in some chivalrous 
concern. I simply thrust deeper into her throat.,

     She began rubbing her cunt.,

     And I said, "you marvelous fucking whore.," as I 
reached my right hand out - for her crotch - roughly.,

     She momentarily gasped as she shifted herself, 
"take me and whore me out - I am your fuckin' slave..," 
as my fingers found her soaking wet hole - she pulled 
her hand out of my way, "stuff it.stretch it., punish 
me" and she resumed throat fucking herself on my cock 
with an even greater ntensity.

     My cock began to throb and I lunged forward - 
trapping her head against the steering wheel., jamming 
four fingers - hooking them viciously into her cunt - 
dragging her hips up onto the front seat of the truck in 
a manner as rough as a hunter might reach into a gutted 
carcass of a dear to achieve a good enough grip, with 
which it could be lifted, slammed and shoved into place 
over the hood of his vehicle. 

     She responded by thrusting her hips onto my fingers 
and gagging herself  until the spittle spilled from her 
lips and drenched my crotch. I began slowing the truck 
to pull onto the shoulder of the road.,

     And then it started.,

     She was cumming --- spraying all over -- from the 
abuse. 

     The aroma and the spectacle...,

     And I worked my hand roughly in her saying, "cum 
baby.,show me how hungry this cunt is.,"

     She gurgled a response, "fuuuccck it..,"

     "Show me how much whore lives in this cunt.,"
     
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     And the shot that spreads a ring of heat from my 
asshole up around my balls and along my cock so that the 
heat boiled the cum from my balls into th base of my 
cock then up and out to stream like piss into her 
cavernous mouth...,

     That beautiful whorishly painted mouth. 

     The piss hole of my dick genttly -- pleasantly 
burned in that way that makes you  quite certain that 
she just got even higher from the chemicals in 
my cream...,

     And as I pulled from her mouth to slap it between 
her sweaty and cum slickened tits --- her nipplels were 
errect -- fabulously so -- showing off the heavy gold 
rings pierced thru them..., 

     Her mouth -- those lips parted enough to allow the 
cream to ooze out over them..., 

     And she said  that was good -- "it made me -- makes 
me wanna be..., a whore -- a cum pig like my mother...,"

    And I said,  "oh yea..., prove it."

    She grabbbed my right hand and slid her grip down it 
-- to bunch my 4 fingers together..., and said (as she 
stabbed them into her soaking and swollen cunt...,) "it 
makes me need to be  stuffed -- stretched -- makes me 
wanna fist-fuck Kriicket --  makes me wanna be takin' 
out on a leash and whored like the cunt I am. To be 
fucked so brutally that the natural born slut blood - 
which flows in my veins -- runs from my hole..., from my 
ravaged cunt. It makes me wannna fuck big black cocks & 
little Baby cunts...,"

      I shuttered and shook & said,"Oh you are getting 
nasty & evil" giving her a deep rough jamming of my 
fingers into her and....,

     "Yes...., " she gasped.

     Then I felt her cumt convulse on my fingers, and 
spew her woman cream.

     She lifted her hips a tiny bit -- only to thrust 
her cunt violently down my hand..., and she said," give 
me another shot like that, and I'll have you  fuckin my 
whore mother..., * You know she used to do a lot of 
speed...."

       And I said, "tell me about it -- while I get you 
another."

       " If you give me another any better than that -- 
and I'll take you to fuck her...., I know you love her 
big full tits and her nipples...., And I know how it 
turrns you on when I tell you what a young litttle cock 
pig she was...,"

Continued upon encouragemnent (excerpt from 145,000 
words of Midnight blue Meth wars in the Heartland)

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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