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My Little Brother In-law
by Y.G.Hen (yodgimelhen-1@hotmail.com)
***
My complex relation with my little brother in-law
started on my wedding night, with a fateful kiss. It
developed and culminated years later with me now being
pregnant with his second daughter. (Fm, ped, 1st, voy,
inc, mast, preg)
***
My complex relation with my little brother in started,
obviously, on my wedding night, when I wed Roy.
I had met him earlier. Shay was openly my admirer. He
followed me everywhere, hanging on my lips, looking up
to me with an admiring look and I basked in the warmth
of his admiration. Every woman adores being admired,
even if her admirer is just a 10-year-old brat, though
a cute one, I have to say.
This is probably why I was amused rather than annoyed
when I caught him peeping on me when changing my
wedding dress.
Wedding is a huge production in my country. The bride
is pampered at a beauty saloon all day long, and then
she is taken by an insistent photographer to a
photography session that last for hours and then she is
rushed to the banquet hall to her wedding ceremony and
party-usually with 300 to 500 guests to entertain. I
hadn't eaten since morning but I was elated and
intoxicated with all the adrenalin.
And after the ceremony I had to welcome each and every
one of my 450 guests, and to drink with them to my
health, so obviously I was more then somewhat tipsy
when the time came to change my formal wedding dress to
the more comfortable dancing dress. (Yes, we do have at
least two wedding dresses made for us, and sometimes
more. I had four- two additional dresses for the Hena
party.) So, finally, I have entered the quiet brides'
seclusion room, shooed out all my friends and relatives
and slipped off my dress.
After a self admiring survey before the mirror,
caressing and fondling my perfumed and exposed breasts,
I have turned around to put on my dancing dress-and
there he was! Shay was staring at me, his mouth agape,
his eyes open wide as two platters. As I have said, I
was more amused than annoyed, perhaps because of his
open admiration, in part because I was tipsy. Anyway
what he said was, "WOW How beautiful you are!"
Well, tell me, could I be mad at him after such a
compliment?
He added, "So beautiful boobies!"
I could have kissed him, and I did, on his lips, after
slipping on my dancing dress. Honestly, I don't recall
giving him the tongue-as he claims I did- but as I've
said, I was intoxicated so I may have done it.
Unknowingly I've sealed my fate with that kiss.
Since my wedding, my little brother in law has settled
with us. He visited us every day and there wasn't a
week that he hadn't stayed overnight at least once. I
didn't mind, he was really a very nice boy. I didn't
mind even when I found out that he was peeping at me in
the bathroom and the bedroom, you see he was a very
cute boy too. I found it amusing and it even added a
spice to our sex life, to know that he was in the next
room, rubbing his boyish, pencil-like pecker. Yes I
peeked, and had seen it.
Well, our sex life... after a couple of year it
certainly could use the added spice. It deteriorated
quickly to a boring routine. I admit that I was
partially to blame. I did start nagging my Roy that I
wanted a child, to mind my ovulating times and so on.
Anyhow, I found that the stains on Shay's bed rather
added pepper to my love life. I also have noticed a
rather pronounced bulge in his pants after I had
"neglected" to close properly the door in the bathroom.
By that time, Shay has been keeping his door
meticulously closed, so I couldn't confirm my
expectations regarding his size. I wouldn't stoop so
low to peep through the keyhole! And, besides, he did
keep the key always in.
Well, Shay's growing bulge and the stains on his bed
and on my soiled panties made me think of his coming
bar-mitzvah. You may know, Bar mitzvah is the Jewish
ritual coming of age for boys, at 13 years, and I have
been thinking that the ancients must have had the age
right. Shay sure was showing signs of coming of age!
Thinking of his Bar Mitzvah, I have asked Shay what
present he would like.
To my surprise, his answer was, "A kiss."
I was surprised, yes, but I can't say that I was
shocked, although I did know exactly what he had in
mind! Nevertheless, I hugged him, pecked him on both
cheeks and said, teasingly, "What a sweet boy you are!
You can have my kisses any time!"
"No!" he said. "I mean a real kiss!"
"Why, isn't this a real kiss?" I feigned innocence.
"On my lips, like you did on your wedding!" He retorted
and, holding me tight, he did plant a wet kiss on my
lips, inserting his tongue roughly in.
OOOGH! I must admit that although it shouldn't have, it
did tingle in my groin. As I've said he was a very cute
boy. "C'mon," I teased him. "This kind of kisses is
reserved for men, not for boys!"
He answered, "But on my bar mitzvah I turn into a man,
don't I?"
Cute, wasn't he? So, pretending to be pondering, I
answered, "Well... you do have a point there. But for
being a man you have to practice a lot, yet... First of
all, you don't force your tongue on your partner." And
it was then that he said that I had tongued him on my
wedding episode. So, in order to correct his
impression, I kissed on his lips, properly this time. I
kissed him softly, sliding on his lips with my tongue,
softly entering his eager mouth, rolling his innocent
tongue, savoring its sweet taste. WOW!
It went through me like an earthquake, so I just could
imagine what this kiss did to him! We "practiced" like
this several times, and each time the kisses grew more
fervent. He held me tight to him, making me feel the
bulge in his pants, which made me, I must admit, rather
weak on my knees, so weak that, moaning into his mouth,
I let him cup my breast in his hands and only with
difficulty I did overcome myself and slapped his wrist
away. It really did grow too dangerous, this game!
Luckily, his bar mitzvah did come soon enough.
With us, Bar mitzvah is a very big celebration. It is
almost as big production as a wedding! In Shay's case
we have kept it "on low profile" meaning we had only
about 200 guests. What do you want, our family alone is
about 100, and then the nearest friends and neighbors.
Well, 200 guests meant that the celebration was held in
a banquet hall but we had to help with the catering in
order to keep the expenses down.
The soft drinks were kept in a sort of magazine and I
kept getting in and out of there to fetch the drinks,
and suddenly I felt hands squeezing my butt, and Shay
whispered in my ear, "I want my Bar mitzvah present now
please, you've promised."
I hate to admit it, but the situation made me rather
horny. I felt hot and wet in my pussy, and it was in a
rather hoarse voice that I whispered back, "Well, I did
indeed. Come, take your present in the present room."
You see, the presents were kept in a small cubicle in
the rear of that magazine.
I knew that I shouldn't have, but couldn't help myself.
I've dragged him after me into the small cubicle, made
him sit on a cupboard there, and lovingly kissed his
lips.
OOOOH!! His tongue slipped slowly and softly into my
mouth, rolling around mine, sucking it into his own
mouth. He sucked my breath away with that kiss! I
moaned and sagged and leaned into him making him lean
back. I felt his hard cock pressing into my breast.
WOW! And he sent his hands to feel and caress my tits,
at first over my blouse and then, when he hadn't met
any resistance, he slipped his a hand inside and
squeezed them, rolling my nipple between his fingers!
Really, what the kids learn nowadays from the internet!
A thirteen years old kid shouldn't know such things!
My pussy burned and trickled and I just had to see the
huge pole that was throbbing and poking my belly! I
released his cock from its confine... No it was no
boy's pecker! It was a full grown, 5 inches long manly
tool, throbbing in my hand, with a purple mushroom head
hungrily opening its slit with wet glassy drops
forming.
I just had to taste it!
Moaning I slipped it into my mouth, licking the salty-
sweet drop of pre-cum from the soft big mushroom. I
kept sucking it in, lowering myself more and more,
feeling the hardness of the big pole in my mouth, until
my lips met his pubic mound. I kept sucking and
licking, and he was groaning excitedly, jerking his
throbbing cock deep, deep into me. All that time his
hands were rolling and squeezing my exposed tits, and
when I handled softly his round balls, in their silky
sack, he exploded. He spewed wad after wad of
salty/sweet come into my mouth and I eagerly swallowed
every single drop. What did you think, that I could
have left the room with wads and stains on my blouse?
In a shaky voice I have told him, "You are a man now!"
And fled away on trembling limbs, and made straight for
the toilets.
I just had to jerk off immediately, before I lost my
mind completely and climbed that wonderful pole! I took
some of the remains of his spunk from my mouth on my
finger and rubbed it in on my burning pussy, coming in
a minute. OH ! what a beautiful sweet cock! The thought
that the spunk could have made me pregnant just had
sent me into another round and soon I was orgasming
again, fantasizing that I was being fucked by this
magnificent young tool.
I know. I know it was perverted, but I couldn't help
it. I was hooked.
Part 2
Well, things have changed between me and my little
brother-in-law after his Bar mitzvah. After all, we
couldn't pretend that nothing had happened, could we?
Honestly we tried to return to normalcy. Just that I
have turned negligent with what I was wearing around at
home, and I neglected even more to close properly the
door to my bathroom or my bedroom. Now and then Shay
would ask, and with time demand, a kiss and sometimes I
did grant his wish. And these times were getting
oftener and oftener with the passage of the months.
OOOH! How I did savor these sweet kisses! They went
through me like tiny earthquakes, they did! And Shay
also did grab my tits and squeeze my ass, whenever he
thought that he could do it unpunished, which was
turning rather frequent. Shay also turned not so
careful about closing his door, even when jerking off.
And yes, I did peek! And I did masturbate on seeing his
wonder wand spewing its stuff! But we hadn't overtly
resumed our physical relations.
My relations with my husband Roy, on the other hand,
deteriorated from bad to worse. I can't honestly say
that it was unconnected. You see, when I compared
Shay's open admiration and enthusiasm with Roy's
indifferent love making, I grew rather bitchy. And all
that time I have nagged Roy constantly about not giving
me an offspring.. I'm afraid that I quite derided him
about that, calling him impotent, half a man, sissy,
and whatnot.
So once, about a year of these unhealthy relations
later, after a rather fierce quarrel, Roy has slammed
the door behind him and left for the pub, leaving me
annoyed, weeping, behind. And Shay was there.
He came to me, sat beside me on the sofa, caressing me,
comforting me as I wept on his shoulder. Yes he had
grown enough, now he was as high as I was. And yes, his
penis grew too, I knew that. He hugged me and whispered
into my ear how beautiful I was, and how mean Roy had
been to harass me like that, and he wiped off my tears,
and kissed them of my eyes, and off my cheeks, and off
my lips.. OH! His tongue entered my lips ever so softly
and was caressing my lips as they parted and I just
moaned with pleasure into his mouth, the hard feeling
being gone and replaced by soft, loving wish to cuddle.
I kissed him back, sliding my tongue into his mouth,
sucking on his tongue which went down into my throat! I
pressed against his youthful body, pulling his head
into me while his hands were sliding up and down my
back, and then, then it happened. As I've said I was
pretty much agitated, and in my agitation I failed to
dress properly and I wasn't wearing anything under my
bathrobe. Now, as his hands were hungrily hugging me
into him, the bathrobe fell open, and I felt the cool
air on my exposed tits. Not only the air.
I soon had his face buried in my cleft, his mouth
sucking and licking my erect, sensitive nipples! OOHH,
I moaned and somehow slid back, finding myself lying on
the sofa, Shay lying between my spread, naked thighs.
He slid down and down and I ecstatically, hungrily,
directed his face in between my thighs, straight into
my burning pussy. He landed there, kissing and
caressing with his hands, licking in my love button,
and I remember thinking, "Thank god for the internet!
The kids nowadays know everything and don't need
explaining what to do."
I was wrong. He needed guidance how to satisfy me,
which I enjoyed, loved, to give him, and WOW, did he
satisfy me! I moaned and sighed and squealed while
squirming and thrashing my legs, jerking my pelvis into
Shay's face as I came. By now I couldn't stop.
I stripped him naked, enjoying the sight of his lanky,
hairless, flat chest, I nibbled on his nipples, and
further down, down to his sparse, soft pubic garden
that was surrounding his manful maypole. And it was
manful indeed! Straight, erect 6 inches of steel hard,
velvety smooth manhood, topped with a burning red
mushroom, so soft on the touch! Lovingly I kissed it,
the throbbing hot pole, licking it from base to tip and
down again and when his sweet pre-cum drops started to
form, I sucked them happily with his tool into my
mouth. Yes, It was so sweet/salty taste –I can't even
describe it.
I can only say I loved it, and sucked and licked for
more and more. Shay groaned and sticking his hand
roughly into my cunt, he drew me to him, sticking his
tongue deep into my opening, fucking me with his tongue
and fingers, OOH I was on cloud nine! He groaned and
yelled suddenly, his tool spewing streams and streams
of hot, salty, sticky spunk into my eager mouth, over
my contorted face, on my chest, squirting and soiling
even the sofa. You wouldn't believe how much sperm he
had, and how far it landed!
Hungrily I licked his tool clean continuing to his
beautiful soft, hairless nut sack, sucking in the
throbbing globes. He groaned, yelled and spread his
thighs as wide as he could while I was devouring his
balls. And his dick. Oh they were So sweet and hot! And
this wonder boy, he went stiff yet again! I kneeled
between his legs sucking his big cock into my mouth as
deep as I could, my lips scrubbing his pubic mound, my
tongue slipping and licking the underside of his
scrotum. He stood up, and pulling my face into his
groin has started to fuck my face! Oh, how I loved it!
His cock hit again and again the back of my mouth and
my throat, his pelvis jerking uncontrollably. I was as
excited as he was. My hand rubbing fast in my cunt I
just wanted to feel him fuck me.
OH how I wanted his tool in me! And then with a roar he
erupted again in my mouth over my face, spewing jism
over all the floor. And the sweet boy, he didn't stop!
He pushed me spread-eagled on the sofa, and dove
between my thighs, licking and sucking and fingering me
to a huge orgasm. I screamed, I thrashed around I
pulled his face as deep into me as I could and I came
and came and came. Gasping we lay side by side on that
sofa. (Despite the stains, each lovingly remembered, I
can't change it! I keep it, although Roy grumbles about
it being old and sloppy. It contains such sweet
memories for me, memories that he can never share.)
After a long time I resumed kissing Shay's sweet face,
and neck and all over again. He made me come four
times, and he came countless times himself. And no, we
didn't screw that time.
I had remorse. Yes, I felt elated, as satisfied as I
have never been, and my heart just sang in my chest
attempting to fly with song birds, but I felt guilty,
guilty as hell. I was cheating on my husband! And with
his brother! And him being a fourteen years old boy
too! Luckily, so I thought, we didn't go all the way. I
didn't screw him. So I wasn't a perverted felon yet,
but it had to stop, much as I enjoyed it, much as I
wanted it to go on and on.. Oh my god, whenever I
thought about Shay, I had to rub myself off!
I managed to avoid Shay the rest of that week. A couple
of days later, Shay was spending the weekend with us,
as usual. In mid of the night, when Roy was fast
asleep, I slipped quietly into Shay's room.
Shay was sleeping sweetly on his back, looking as some
angel. I sat down on his bed, at his head, and woke
him. Shay, Shay I whispered in his ear, until he woke
up. "Shay," I said. "What has happened, has happened,
but we must never, never repeat it. It is SO wrong!
It's incest and you are a minor and, damn it, Roy is
your brother! You are very sweet and I love you very
much."
That was as far as got with my speech. Shay took my
face in both his hand and made me shut up with a
fervent kiss the he has planted on my lips, inserting
his tongue in, rolling it round mine...OH! I moaned and
mumbled into his mouth that, "Nnooo, we shouldn't no
please OHH..." He pulled me on him!
I kept mumbling that we shouldn't... No we mustn't...
But all the while his hands were roaming all over my
body, stripping my night gown, stripping my panties
off, stripping my resistance away. I felt his young,
supple, hard body being engulfed with my soft one, and
I wanted to contain him in me. Oh, I wanted it so much!
And I felt his hard pole poking in belly, sliding in
between my thighs, poking into my wet, hot cunt and
with a shock I pulled off.
Here I was nearly fucking a young boy! I made him stop,
and despite all his attempts to seduce me I made him
swear to me that he would never fuck me, never! I mean
till he was sixteen, which is the age of coming of age
in my country. I told him that it was a felony, and we
would be sent to jail, especially I would.
I described to him in vivid colors the dark, cold
dungeon where they throw forever the perverts who have
sex with minors, claiming, and thinking, that what we
did, sucking and licking and masturbating wasn't sex. I
have found later that I could spare me the torment of
those two years of unfulfilled lust-but if president
Clinton had thought so why should I be any smarter?
Anyway, here we were, all hot and steaming his dick in
my hand and I was jerking the throbbing hot rod
squeezing it between my thighs, sliding it on my belly,
until he erupted. His spunk literally hit the ceiling!
And I had to stifle his groans by kissing him sticking
my tongue deep, deep in his mouth and throat. All that
made me very hot and he, he just sled to the floor
puling me up he just stuck his half hard cock into my
mouth!
I sucked on it lovingly, feeling it regain its full
size and hardness, filling me to my capacity, and the
he started fucking my mouth, with steady rhythm, each
shove hitting the back of my throat! OH, I nearly
melted! I started bobbing on this wonderful cock,
licking his balls on each run, rubbing furiously my
cunt with my free hand while the other one was rolling,
handling his soft round jewels. It didn't take long
time, even now, for him to come, filling my mouth to
the brim with his semen. I’m proud to say that I
swallowed and downed every single drop!
The sweet boy has now dropped to his knees between my
spread thighs, and pushing my hand away, he started
licking my cunt. He kissed and licked, his half hard
tongue exploring every nook and cranny of my pussy,
and, entering my vagina as some stiff cock, he made me
come. I stuffed the bed sheet into my mouth to prevent
me from screaming clamping my teeth in it and my pelvis
just went mad! It hopped and rotated and jerked and all
the time his tongue and his fingers too were buried
deep in me. I came and came and yet I came again. I
hadn't known that I had so much cum in me! And so we
kept making love all that night, until sunrise. Only
then I rose on shaky limbs and returned to my bed, to
lie beside my husband.
Ever since that night we have been lovers, Shay and I.
We made love, and sex every opportunity, every time he
visited us, and as I have said it was very often. We
didn't go all the way, though, I mean we didn't screw.
My description of the hell that expected me in jail
must have held him since even later on, when I have
lost my will power and resolution, he kept his.
But I had made him an expert on oral sex. He could, and
did, make me come three times in a row just by his
tongue. And when he added his fingers, OOOHH, I just
fell apart! And all that time Roy, my hubby sensed
nothing. Our sex life even improved, because I was so
highly strung after each session with Shay that I have
fucked Roy as a wild animal. So we spent the time in
sucking and fucking all those two years, but I still
didn't get pregnant.
Part 3
We made love almost every week, but in time it was
getting harder and harder to keep from going all the
way. At last we got to 'dry humping' – I mean Shay
would lie naked between my closely held thighs, his big
cock rubbing between them making them a sort of cunt.
God it was anything but dry! I was dripping wet and I
came so much that haven't been able to keep my thighs
tight and they repeatedly spread open, with his lovely
cock sliding along my cunt. Every time he hit my clit,
I came, moaning and screaming like some damned whore.
I tell you, I had never known until then that I could
squirt! I squirted gallons, luckily I was the one who
took the bed-sheets to the laundry. At last I couldn't
keep it any more. One day while "dry fucking" I
directed his bludgeon to my open cunt letting the thick
head sink in and screamed, "FUCK ME!"
To my amazement and dismay, Shay pulled out! He said
that now, only months away from his sixteenth birthday,
he wouldn't make a criminal out of me! I pleaded with
him, damning all the stupid regulations about age, I
wept, I even tried to force him! He was adamant. No, he
wouldn't send me to jail-no way ! So I had to accept
that fucked up situation, yearning for his cock,
praying for the time to pass quickly.
The darling boy did make the waiting shorter. He had
found out that by the Jewish calendar, he became
sixteen two weeks earlier than by the regular calendar!
I was besides my self with joy. You simply can't
imagine the torture that my yearning for him gave me.
All my body would actually ache, starting with my pussy
and the aches climbing into my belly, hurting and
burning in my nipples and giving me monstrous migraines
if I didn't rub to orgasm right away.
At last the day has come. With fluttering heart I had
prepared for it. I had spread perfumed bed-spread on
Shay's bed, I had strewn the floor with rose petals, I
had put on the special, sexy transparent nightie that I
had bought specially for this day... I needn't have
bothered, especially with the night gown-Shay didn't
have time to notice it. Moments after Roy left for
work, Shay, who had to be lying in ambush, rang the
bell. I ran to the door with fluttering heart, and
opened it with a burning pussy.
Shay's cock was in me, with my leg wrapped around his
loins, even before we slammed the door closed. I was so
high strung, that I was coming even as we hit floor,
and Shay came in me, shooting his huge hot stream into
my vagina, only a moment and a few humps later. We
rolled all over the floor, his fat, rock hard cock
never leaving my cunt, loosing our clothes on the way.
The flimsy material of my night-dress must have
evaporated with the heat of my body, because I have
never found it again.
We ended with Shay on top of me, pounding his huge dick
into my expectant vagina, bludgeoning its way up to my
crevice! OH, how good it felt! I screamed and heaved he
roared and slammed and filled me so tight! And then, my
pelvis bucking under him like some wild horse, he came
again, shooting a steaming hot stream directly into my
uterus! I came too, yelling loudly.
Oh how much I craved this stream of his manhood to
quench my flames! When I had milked him dry, I took him
by the hand and pulled him to my marital bed, and
pushing him on his back I straddled him. His huge cock
was still hard ! And erect! Straddling him, I climbed
up his pole, and mounting it I pointed it directly into
my dripping opening and slid down. Even with all the
lubrication of his previous come and my juices, his
huge cock had to bludgeon it's way into me inch by inch
–and I was enjoying every single one! All the stiff,
fat seven inches of him! (Yes, he did grow. And he was
still growing. He is over eight inches now, and I hope
he'll stop at this size, because I can't swallow any
bigger, and I just love sucking him)
At last I had him entirely in myself! OOH! How can I
describe my feelings?! I was full! I was stretched out
to my utmost, feeling his manhood uniting with me deep
in my womb! OH GOD! I felt like I was expanding,
filling the whole world, with him filling me to my
brim! I started to move little moves, afraid that I
would spill over. The little stirrings turned to heaves
and soon I was riding and galloping to heaven! When I
had finished coming, Shay rolled me over, and spreading
my legs he pounded into me with a furry! And more, and
more, and more !He was grunting and roaring with me
yelling for more, rolling and rotating my ass as much
as the position and his fat cock allowed me and we came
again!
Finally, we slumped down, utterly exhausted. We cuddled
lovingly. While he was hugging me, gently fondling my
tits, I was showering kisses on his sweet face and
lips, slowly moving down and down until I reached his
glorious column. Oh, it was erect again! And towering
and hard, and hot, and throbbing and I couldn't but
kiss it, sucking it into my mouth! Savoring the rich
taste of our combined juices, I licked it dry-and we
went for another round.
We fucked all that long day. We fucked in bed, we
fucked in the shower, his shoves literally lifting me
off the ground, we fucked on the kitchen table, amidst
all the platters and utensils. While eating ice-cream,
Shay has licked it off my body, and stuffing some of it
into my cunt he was soon pounding it inside with his
monstrous tool. Oh, I had never felt such HOT feeling!
The cold stuff was burning my entrails, numbing my
sensations only to increase them even more when it was
thawing! I went off with a bang!
So it went all day long until my husband was about to
return from work. I had asked Shay to stick his cock
into me from behind, and stay there to the last second,
but he did better than that! He stuffed his huge cock
into me, and fucking me from behind he was ejaculating
as we heard Roy's keys in the door. So I have met my
hubby with Shay's semen dripping down my thighs,
wearing a smile from ear to ear.
Of course I got pregnant! The intensity of our love
making alone must have caused me to ovulate.
That night, after hubby had fallen sleep, I slipped out
from our bed into Shay's. We made love all that night
too, until sunrise, mostly in the bath-room, in order
to allay any suspicions Roy may have had, had he
awakened . He didn't.
I sent Shay to school that morning, ordering him to go
afterwards back home so that he wouldn't be missed, and
so he did, but he did still find an hour to slip away
from home and call on me – and we fucked like rabbits.
And so we did each and every day of my pregnancy. We
fucked at home and we fucked in his mother's house-when
she was away for her weekly beauty treatment.
We fucked in the store-room of the gym, when Shay had a
late night training, and once, when Roy was in bed with
the flue, I used the pretext of taking the garbage out,
and I fucked on my fours, like a bitch in heat, behind
the garbage bins. At the end of wonderful nine months,
I gave birth to a beautiful daughter-and I have made
appoint to fuck Shay on his seventeenth birthday again.
Now, that he is nearly eighteen, I'm pregnant again
with his second daughter.
For the time being, Roy hasn't started to have
suspicion, and I'm half inclined to admit the truth if
he does. On the other hand, it will be rough on Shay,
wouldn't it?
END
Responses to yodgimelhen-1@hotmail.com - I would love
to hear what you think of this story.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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