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As we relax and bask in the moment, you begin to softly kiss my
neck. Your lips feel so nice, so soft and wet against my skin. Your
hand runs over my chest, caressing it, playing with my hair there.
I feel the smoothness of your back, the suppleness of your
skin just above your rear. Feeling your touches and your beautiful skin
is very erotic, and I begin to become aroused again. My cock begins to
stir, hardening slightly. (more…)

Your moaning is loud and deep, and in your passion you begin kissing
my ear. This stifles your moaning, but the pleasure you’re feeling forces
you to switch to an arousing whimper, in the depths of your throat. You
tongue my ear, sending ripples of desire through me. It turns me on as much
as your whimpering does, and I squeeze your ass harder, pressing your crotch
against mine.
The sexual joy I’m feeling builds, builds, builds until I can stand it
no longer. In one quick motion I break our embrace and pick you up in my
arms. Our lips meet and our tongues intwine, increasing our mutual feeling
of intimacy. (more…)

This is just the tail-end of a conversation that took place over the net
with a another author (female) when discussing one of my stories, and
one of hers. I thought it might be appropriate to this newsgroup.
It also somewhat explains my story-writing style, and somewhat answers
those who accuse me of being a danger to young girls. As I have explained
before, my fantasy is not to fuck some young girl. It’s to BE said young
girl, getting fucked. Yes: and even knocked up.

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>Sure… send it my way. Like I said… I remember pregnancy… I wished HE
>would have found me attractive then… of course, I looked and felt like a
>beached whale…
>
Gee. . . Sounds like my wife felt.
I was looking at her, so radiantly pregnant, and so gorgeous,
and she was complaining that she looked FAT!
To me, a glowingly pregnant woman is the most beautiful thing
in the world. It gave me a constant hard-on, and she couldn’t
understand it. The other thing that it did, is make me envious.
God! how I wished that I could take her place for a while.
(So did she, and she told me so. . . repeatedly.)

I always have fantasies about being a girl, and getting and being
pregnant. If I was a girl, I probably would have been knocked-up
at age-11, and continuously pregnant since then, during the times
I wasn’t nursing. I guess, it’s really a good thing I WASN’T born
a girl. Anyway, that’s why so many of my stories involve
little girls fucking their fathers. Where else would they even have
a chance, that someone who really loved them, was the one who got
them pregnant? (This always assumes that the little girl seduces
the man, not vice-versa, as usually happens in real-life. Oh well,
that’s why it’s a story.)

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I knew it was going to be an insane weekend when Chris started handing out the magic mushrooms even before we were on the Sea To Sky Highway.

“Are you fucking crazy?” Jas said. “You want to drive to Whistler stoned on mushrooms?”

“Well I thought I’d save the E for later, but if you’d rather do it now…” Chris said, flashing that shit-eating grin of his, as we crawled along in bumper-to-bumper traffic.

It was spring break, and every student who couldn’t afford to go to Mexico was probably in the same line of cars, headed for Whistler. Jas’ parents have a time-share there, and he had offered to let us stay there, as reward for getting through the better part of our freshman year of university. (more…)