So the whole thing is a bit absurd, there’s a huge amount of people who are into this, but no-one is ever allowed to say it out loud. I certainly hope at least fictional depictions become more acceptable, since everything else would be just pretention. Another thing that kind of annoys me on a personal level is that regardless of these hundreds of thousands of readers, it’s impossible for me to make a living as a writer. Stuff like this can’t even be sold in many places, see that thing about pretention again, Hardcore and even if it was, people wouldn’t buy it. I have tried writing other things in many genres, but those never find any readers. It would be amazing to be a real writer and forget about regular jobs, but that’s just not going to happen. About writing in general, I’m not a fan of any kind of taboos or censorship in writing. I recently read a book which was much nastier than anything that has been posted here in any category, and it was a properly printed work which is sold in shops. In that sense I feel some of these sites have rules which feel strangely restrictive, but naturally the founders have their reasons for those and I respect them. People often ask why I don’t write more, but what I said here should explain that. It’s hard to find the time in addition to having job, and naturally the situation gets worse if that is wasted on a story which is not even accepted anywhere. Luckily that hasn’t happened often, but it’s also one reason why my stories are badly edited. I know there are errors, but I don’t feel the time I would have to use to fix them would be worth it, or I simply don’t even have that time available at all. Regardless, I always return to writing sooner or later, because I feel it helps me in many ways, as I’m sure you can understand after reading this. This is a story of casual, unprotected sex, and is gangbang a work of fiction. In real life, use a condom, damnit! Unwanted babies, HIV and all sorts of lesser sexual diseases await the idiot who "dips his wick" or "rides the rod" without protection. "Fuck me!" Nicole couldn't believe it; she had slipped on cumshot the icy path leading up to her house, her ankle had twisted painfully, and then she had heard (and felt!) the crack of her wrist as it hit the pavement. She was overwhelmed by dueling pain sources. "Mom! MOM!" she cried out desperately. Finally her stepmother and stepbrother Cam came out and helped her inside. 4 to 6 weeks, the doctor said; that was how long she'd have to remain bedridden unless her family practically carried her wherever she needed to go, and given that she was a big girl that wasn't going to happen often. Well, she thought of herself as a big girl, anyway. At sixteen she already had large boobs and wide hips. Though she was not fat, it was hard to tell due to her very womanly parts, and the fact that she was not tall. She took painkillers and sleeping pills, but still had a lot of trouble getting to sleep at night. Nicole's days sucked as well. Her stepmother worked, her stepfather had japan passed away three months previous, and her asian stepbrother Cam went to school. He brought her homework to her but while her family was away she was bored out of her tree, just lying in bed. She managed to hop to the bathroom to relieve herself, but even that exhausted her. Worse, because the wrist of her good hand was fractured, she couldn't even masturbate properly. At sixteen she enjoyed playing with her kitty, and it was a good outlet for frustration. Now she was frustrated more than at any other time in her life and because she wasn't good with her left hand, coupled with the constant pain in her other wrist and ankle, she couldn't reach orgasm! It all sucked! A few nights into her recovery, Nicole, dozing, heard her bedroom door creak open and she opened her eyes. It was pitch black. So tight. both above and below her tummy. My fingers and toes dug into his knobbly exterior. I was sure the girl passing the other way could hear tom-toms in my 15-year-old chest pounding japan away, but apparently I was just being paranoid at my first encounter with a man. We both went to the toilet (although I'm sure he had a little tougher time than asian me, especially with the raging hard-on he was sporting when we separated). There was just one Hardcore problem - he didn’t do it. This was something else he had seen on the porn site. She stimulated me, teased me. I groaned, my gangbang pussy clenching. I hate center consoles! “I don’t think I could walk that far. Hot fluid gushed from her stuffed cunt. Keeping her naked, the Trainer walked her into the store and over to the lingerie isle. “Nigga, cumshot your ass is out of your league being unemployed.” “Ma’am…. I wasn't making eye contact though?