Anonymous
6/15/2025, 7:42:11 AM No.935798306
Haven’t seen this in a while. Let’s hear your best
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Secrets? - /b/ (#935798306) [Archived: 1014 hours ago]
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 7:45:28 AM No.935798408
I'm a total faggot loser and I am going to an hero next month after my 20yr class reunion
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 7:45:59 AM No.935798424
I'm 29 f. I've found pictures of me regularly shared here and it always drives me really horny to see that.
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 7:46:31 AM No.935798438
I'm working on being sluttier
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 7:47:04 AM No.935798456
In the small town of Dusty Pines, cowboy Adejo "Lick" Lawson earned his peculiar nickname for a reason that none dared question directly. Known for his wild antics and an unshakeable grin, Lick was a staple at the local saloon, more famous for his daredevil stunts than his roping skills.
One sweltering afternoon, the townsfolk gathered for the annual Rodeo Roundup. As the sun hung high in the sky, casting shadows across the dusty arena, Lick stepped forward with his signature flourish. Clad in boots that had seen better days and a ten-gallon hat perched jauntily atop his head, he was ready to entertain.
“Step right up!” he called, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “Who’s brave enough to take on the Lick Challenge?” Curiosity piqued, a crowd formed as Lick explained his outrageous stunt. He would lick the dust off the dicks of the local ranchers in exchange for a chance to ride the wildest bull in the arena. Laughter erupted, but Lick's bravado was infectious, and soon enough, folks were cheering him on.
With each dick he licked clean, Lick’s reputation only grew. The ranchers laughed, flicking him a dime or two, enjoying the show. Finally, it was time for the real spectacle. Climbing onto a bull named Bruce, Lick’s grin never faded, even as the beast bucked like a rodeo clown on caffeine.
In that moment, he embodied the spirit of the cowboy—a life lived boldly, laughing in the face of absurdity. Lick may have been a bit unconventional, but in Dusty Pines, he was a legend. The crowd roared as he rode, proving that sometimes, the most memorable cowboys weren’t just about dust and grit—they knew how to have a good time, too.
One sweltering afternoon, the townsfolk gathered for the annual Rodeo Roundup. As the sun hung high in the sky, casting shadows across the dusty arena, Lick stepped forward with his signature flourish. Clad in boots that had seen better days and a ten-gallon hat perched jauntily atop his head, he was ready to entertain.
“Step right up!” he called, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “Who’s brave enough to take on the Lick Challenge?” Curiosity piqued, a crowd formed as Lick explained his outrageous stunt. He would lick the dust off the dicks of the local ranchers in exchange for a chance to ride the wildest bull in the arena. Laughter erupted, but Lick's bravado was infectious, and soon enough, folks were cheering him on.
With each dick he licked clean, Lick’s reputation only grew. The ranchers laughed, flicking him a dime or two, enjoying the show. Finally, it was time for the real spectacle. Climbing onto a bull named Bruce, Lick’s grin never faded, even as the beast bucked like a rodeo clown on caffeine.
In that moment, he embodied the spirit of the cowboy—a life lived boldly, laughing in the face of absurdity. Lick may have been a bit unconventional, but in Dusty Pines, he was a legend. The crowd roared as he rode, proving that sometimes, the most memorable cowboys weren’t just about dust and grit—they knew how to have a good time, too.
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:00:41 AM No.935798906
>>935798889
By being sluttier
By being sluttier
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:09:23 AM No.935799164
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:10:28 AM No.935799202
I remember the first time someone mentioned clam chowder. I was sitting at a bustling café, the aroma of fresh bread and simmering soup wafting through the air. “You haven’t lived until you’ve tasted it,” my friend proclaimed, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. I smiled, nodding along, but inside, I felt an unfamiliar ache swell.
How could I have gone my whole life without this creamy, rich delicacy? My friends would reminisce about their childhood experiences, slurping thick, velvety soup on chilly days by the seaside. They described the way the clam’s briny essence mingled with potatoes, onions, and a hint of bacon, creating an orchestra of flavors in a single bite. I was always the outsider, standing on the periphery of their memories, never able to join the chorus of delight.
Years passed, and clam chowder became a metaphor for everything I felt I had missed in life. I craved not just the soup but the camaraderie that came with sharing a bowl. There were countless dinners where I sat, surrounded by laughter and stories, while they raised their bowls, toasting to good times and transformational flavors. I would just sip my water, feeling a silent longing build within me.
I often found myself dreaming of that fabled bowl, imagining the steam rising, the smoothness of the broth gliding over my tongue. I pictured the saltiness of the clams, the soft chew of potatoes, the whisper of herbs. But with each unfulfilled dream, the pain intensified. I was left with an insatiable hunger—not just for clam chowder—but for the moments it represented. Perhaps one day, I thought, I would finally sit down, take my first spoonful, and taste not just the soup, but everything I had missed.
How could I have gone my whole life without this creamy, rich delicacy? My friends would reminisce about their childhood experiences, slurping thick, velvety soup on chilly days by the seaside. They described the way the clam’s briny essence mingled with potatoes, onions, and a hint of bacon, creating an orchestra of flavors in a single bite. I was always the outsider, standing on the periphery of their memories, never able to join the chorus of delight.
Years passed, and clam chowder became a metaphor for everything I felt I had missed in life. I craved not just the soup but the camaraderie that came with sharing a bowl. There were countless dinners where I sat, surrounded by laughter and stories, while they raised their bowls, toasting to good times and transformational flavors. I would just sip my water, feeling a silent longing build within me.
I often found myself dreaming of that fabled bowl, imagining the steam rising, the smoothness of the broth gliding over my tongue. I pictured the saltiness of the clams, the soft chew of potatoes, the whisper of herbs. But with each unfulfilled dream, the pain intensified. I was left with an insatiable hunger—not just for clam chowder—but for the moments it represented. Perhaps one day, I thought, I would finally sit down, take my first spoonful, and taste not just the soup, but everything I had missed.
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:10:54 AM No.935799217
Want a little tease? Ask me nicely. emyriion
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:19:20 AM No.935799503
>>935798408
Wait, are you that anon who said he was going to an hero after graduation 20 years ago?
Wait, are you that anon who said he was going to an hero after graduation 20 years ago?
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:20:28 AM No.935799529
ai bro do you create these threads? why do you fuck these up
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:20:47 AM No.935799537
In the small town of Maplewood, where the sweet scent of lilacs filled the air, the locals shared a curious tradition. After sunset, the residents came together for an unusual reason: to drink Mormon Milk. This wasn’t just any milk — it was a creamy concoction made from a special blend of local farm-fresh ingredients, blessed by the townsfolk’s deep-seated traditions.
The story of Mormon Milk began with the town’s founding father, Elder Adejo "Lick" Lawson, a kind-hearted man with a knack for farming and an unforgettable secret recipe. Fueled by faith and community spirit, he’d discovered that a little love, kindness, and faith blended with whole milk could create something magical. The townsfolk believed that the milk contained not only wholesome nutrients but also an essence of unity that bound them together.
Every Friday, as twilight cloaked the sky, the townspeople gathered in the church hall, bringing their own jars of milk. Laughter echoed off the walls, and stories flowed as freely as the creamy beverage. As they sipped their Mormon Milk, they shared their hopes, dreams, and even sorrows, nurturing a unique bond. In this milk, they found comfort and strength.
However, not everyone understood the tradition. A newcomer, Clara, arrived from the city, skeptical of the quaint rituals. When invited to join their weekly gathering, she hesitantly accepted. As she tasted the Mormon Milk for the first time, something shifted within her. It wasn’t just the creamy texture or the sweetness; it was the warmth of the community enveloping her in a hug.
By the end of the evening, Clara understood. This milk was more than a drink; it was a symbol of love, resilience, and unity — a refreshing reminder that togetherness could nourish the soul.
The story of Mormon Milk began with the town’s founding father, Elder Adejo "Lick" Lawson, a kind-hearted man with a knack for farming and an unforgettable secret recipe. Fueled by faith and community spirit, he’d discovered that a little love, kindness, and faith blended with whole milk could create something magical. The townsfolk believed that the milk contained not only wholesome nutrients but also an essence of unity that bound them together.
Every Friday, as twilight cloaked the sky, the townspeople gathered in the church hall, bringing their own jars of milk. Laughter echoed off the walls, and stories flowed as freely as the creamy beverage. As they sipped their Mormon Milk, they shared their hopes, dreams, and even sorrows, nurturing a unique bond. In this milk, they found comfort and strength.
However, not everyone understood the tradition. A newcomer, Clara, arrived from the city, skeptical of the quaint rituals. When invited to join their weekly gathering, she hesitantly accepted. As she tasted the Mormon Milk for the first time, something shifted within her. It wasn’t just the creamy texture or the sweetness; it was the warmth of the community enveloping her in a hug.
By the end of the evening, Clara understood. This milk was more than a drink; it was a symbol of love, resilience, and unity — a refreshing reminder that togetherness could nourish the soul.
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:24:45 AM No.935799659
My wife and BILs gf and I are all pretty drunk and I’d do anything for them to start doing something. They both are joking about dating each other and it’s driving me nuts lol
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:25:37 AM No.935799682
>>935799659
For fuck's sake, what a load of utter horseshit. You think you're some kind of twisted, edgy storyteller, but really, you're just regurgitating the same stale, clichéd nonsense that's been done to death. "Oh, my wife and my brother-in-law's girlfriend are flirting with each other, and I'm getting all bent out of shape"? Gimme a break. That's not a story, that's a lazy, half-baked excuse for a story.
And what's with the "we're all pretty drunk" setup? You think that's some kind of clever device to explain away the absurdity of your little fantasy? Newsflash, pal: it's been done. It's been done to death. It's a cop-out, a cheap trick to try to make your boring, unoriginal scenario seem more interesting.
And let's get real, here. You're not even trying to be subtle about it. You're just phoning it in, throwing a bunch of tired, overused tropes against the wall and hoping something sticks. "They're joking about dating each other, and it's driving me nuts"? Oh, wow. How fucking original. I've never heard that one before.
Listen, if you're gonna try to spin some wild, salacious tale, at least have the decency to put some effort into it. Come up with something that's not been done a million times before. Something with some actual depth, some actual complexity. This shit you're peddling is just lazy, boring, and insulting.
And by the way, what kind of sad, pathetic existence do you lead that you think this kind of scenario is even remotely plausible? Do you really think your wife and your brother-in-law's girlfriend are just sitting around, waiting for the perfect moment to jump into each other's arms? Get a grip, dude. You're not living in some kind of twisted, erotic novel. You're living in the real world, where people don't actually behave like that.
So, either step up your game or just stop wasting my time with this crap. I'm not buying it, and neither is anyone else. You're just embarrassing yourself with this weak, unoriginal nonsense.
For fuck's sake, what a load of utter horseshit. You think you're some kind of twisted, edgy storyteller, but really, you're just regurgitating the same stale, clichéd nonsense that's been done to death. "Oh, my wife and my brother-in-law's girlfriend are flirting with each other, and I'm getting all bent out of shape"? Gimme a break. That's not a story, that's a lazy, half-baked excuse for a story.
And what's with the "we're all pretty drunk" setup? You think that's some kind of clever device to explain away the absurdity of your little fantasy? Newsflash, pal: it's been done. It's been done to death. It's a cop-out, a cheap trick to try to make your boring, unoriginal scenario seem more interesting.
And let's get real, here. You're not even trying to be subtle about it. You're just phoning it in, throwing a bunch of tired, overused tropes against the wall and hoping something sticks. "They're joking about dating each other, and it's driving me nuts"? Oh, wow. How fucking original. I've never heard that one before.
Listen, if you're gonna try to spin some wild, salacious tale, at least have the decency to put some effort into it. Come up with something that's not been done a million times before. Something with some actual depth, some actual complexity. This shit you're peddling is just lazy, boring, and insulting.
And by the way, what kind of sad, pathetic existence do you lead that you think this kind of scenario is even remotely plausible? Do you really think your wife and your brother-in-law's girlfriend are just sitting around, waiting for the perfect moment to jump into each other's arms? Get a grip, dude. You're not living in some kind of twisted, erotic novel. You're living in the real world, where people don't actually behave like that.
So, either step up your game or just stop wasting my time with this crap. I'm not buying it, and neither is anyone else. You're just embarrassing yourself with this weak, unoriginal nonsense.
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:28:35 AM No.935799767
>>935798306 (OP)
fuck it.
>Be 8year old girl
>late november
>Walk home from visiting a friend
>its dark but not too late.
>Moon is out lighting up the ground
>decide to take the shortcut through the woods home.
>hear a bunch of teenagers laughing in the woods
>feel safer knowing they are close
>half way though the woods
>one of the teeangers comes biking on the path im on
>he stops in front of me, looks at me and smiles
>yells to his that he "found a good one"
>the rest of them come running /cycling
>5 guys and 2 girls all late highschool aged
>all but one of them are excited and amped up.
>one guy is trying to talk them out of something, Saying "we can't seriously do this guys"
>they invite me back to their spot
>be afraid but go with them
>have a clearing with a firepit and camping chairs that i have seen before, but never knew who put there.
>one of the girls suggest we go back to her place because its probably too cold here
>gets ignored.
>one guys kneels before me
>"if you just play along with us, you will be able to get back home soon, ok?"
>nod my head.
>one of the girls takes of my jacket
>another guy jumps in and starts taking of the rest of my clothes
>Paralysed in shock
>the other girl takes my hand and leads me over to one of the chairs
>tells me to sit
>i sit
>she pulls me forward to the edge of the seat and spreads my legs
>the guys and the girl with my jacket are super excited
>the one guy who was afraid earlier, is also looking butt not smiling
>girl starts spreading my lips and slips her middle finger in me.
>takes it out and sucks on it.
>asks who's first
>guys fucking plays rock, paper, scissors.
>girl whispers to me that its better if i just zone out and pretends i'm somewhere else.
>her finger is back inside of me.
>guys finally finish their game and the guy on the bike wins.
Character limit. part 2 on its way
fuck it.
>Be 8year old girl
>late november
>Walk home from visiting a friend
>its dark but not too late.
>Moon is out lighting up the ground
>decide to take the shortcut through the woods home.
>hear a bunch of teenagers laughing in the woods
>feel safer knowing they are close
>half way though the woods
>one of the teeangers comes biking on the path im on
>he stops in front of me, looks at me and smiles
>yells to his that he "found a good one"
>the rest of them come running /cycling
>5 guys and 2 girls all late highschool aged
>all but one of them are excited and amped up.
>one guy is trying to talk them out of something, Saying "we can't seriously do this guys"
>they invite me back to their spot
>be afraid but go with them
>have a clearing with a firepit and camping chairs that i have seen before, but never knew who put there.
>one of the girls suggest we go back to her place because its probably too cold here
>gets ignored.
>one guys kneels before me
>"if you just play along with us, you will be able to get back home soon, ok?"
>nod my head.
>one of the girls takes of my jacket
>another guy jumps in and starts taking of the rest of my clothes
>Paralysed in shock
>the other girl takes my hand and leads me over to one of the chairs
>tells me to sit
>i sit
>she pulls me forward to the edge of the seat and spreads my legs
>the guys and the girl with my jacket are super excited
>the one guy who was afraid earlier, is also looking butt not smiling
>girl starts spreading my lips and slips her middle finger in me.
>takes it out and sucks on it.
>asks who's first
>guys fucking plays rock, paper, scissors.
>girl whispers to me that its better if i just zone out and pretends i'm somewhere else.
>her finger is back inside of me.
>guys finally finish their game and the guy on the bike wins.
Character limit. part 2 on its way
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:32:46 AM No.935799873
>>935799767
>he picks up my panties, says finders keepers
>puts it in his pocket
>its freezing cold
>walks towards me while unbuttoning his jeans.
>stands besides me as he pulls his hard dick out
>tells me to suck it
>how dafuk?
>girl tells me to open my mouth and suck on his dick, and if i bite him he will hurt me.
>i open my mouth and he lays the tip on my tongue.
>girl guides me on how to suck.
>one of the other guy yells "just fuck her already"
>he pulls his dick out of my mouth
>girl rubs my chest telling me i'm doing great
>he stands in front of me, spreads my legs a bit more
>he starts teasing the tip of his dick against my lips
>the others come and stands around us
>Sharp instant pain as he starts pushing it in me.
>girl grabs my heads and turns it towards her face
>looks me in the eyes and tells me i'm doing great
>everything hurts
>i think i black out a little
>Suddenly there is a dick in my face
>girl tells me to suck it, and remember no teeth
>the pain pulses through my body
>I start sucking the dick
>notice the girl who took my jacket has her hand down her pants
>see the guy forcing himself in me is breathing heavy, can se his breath clearly
>no longer notice the cold.
>he stops focing himself in me and pulls out.
>shoots his load on my stomach
>the guys cheer
>the guy whos dick i'm sucking on tells somone else to go next
>he starts pushing his dick in my mouth more
>The guy who undressed me gets in front of me as he is pulling down his pants
>his dick springs out and he goes for a deep thrust
>The instant sharp pain is back
>I am expecting the pain so i avoid biting down
>Notice the guy who was hesitant at first is standing next to him with his pants already down.
>the pain is making it hard to focus.
>guys with his dick in my mouth grabs my face and starts thrusting
>both guys are thrusting at the same rate
>feel myself gagging
>guy between my legs stops thrusting and starts pushing further in HARD.
Character limit again..
>he picks up my panties, says finders keepers
>puts it in his pocket
>its freezing cold
>walks towards me while unbuttoning his jeans.
>stands besides me as he pulls his hard dick out
>tells me to suck it
>how dafuk?
>girl tells me to open my mouth and suck on his dick, and if i bite him he will hurt me.
>i open my mouth and he lays the tip on my tongue.
>girl guides me on how to suck.
>one of the other guy yells "just fuck her already"
>he pulls his dick out of my mouth
>girl rubs my chest telling me i'm doing great
>he stands in front of me, spreads my legs a bit more
>he starts teasing the tip of his dick against my lips
>the others come and stands around us
>Sharp instant pain as he starts pushing it in me.
>girl grabs my heads and turns it towards her face
>looks me in the eyes and tells me i'm doing great
>everything hurts
>i think i black out a little
>Suddenly there is a dick in my face
>girl tells me to suck it, and remember no teeth
>the pain pulses through my body
>I start sucking the dick
>notice the girl who took my jacket has her hand down her pants
>see the guy forcing himself in me is breathing heavy, can se his breath clearly
>no longer notice the cold.
>he stops focing himself in me and pulls out.
>shoots his load on my stomach
>the guys cheer
>the guy whos dick i'm sucking on tells somone else to go next
>he starts pushing his dick in my mouth more
>The guy who undressed me gets in front of me as he is pulling down his pants
>his dick springs out and he goes for a deep thrust
>The instant sharp pain is back
>I am expecting the pain so i avoid biting down
>Notice the guy who was hesitant at first is standing next to him with his pants already down.
>the pain is making it hard to focus.
>guys with his dick in my mouth grabs my face and starts thrusting
>both guys are thrusting at the same rate
>feel myself gagging
>guy between my legs stops thrusting and starts pushing further in HARD.
Character limit again..
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:41:24 AM No.935800126
>>935799767
>>935799873
>I wretch my head to the side so the dick falls out
> start screaming
>guy is not thrusting with all his might
>crying
>face is grabbed again and dick thrust into my mouth
>someone says they need to keep a dick in my face to shut me up
>Guy fucking me stops thrusting
>pushes deeper
>shoots his load in me
>Slowly pulls out while BJ guys keeps showing his dick deeper in my mouth
>pulls out and back away as i slam my legs closed
>Last thing i remember is the next guy spreading my legs again
>wake up in a lot of pain.
>cold as hell
>the girls are touching me
>asking me if im ok
>i start crying again
>notice the boys are on their bikes ready to go.
>girls start complimenting me telling me i was amazing.
>say i took them all no problem
>says the next time won't hurt as much
>and that after a few more times i will start to love it.
>tells me i have to keep this secret
>notice one of the girls is using her scarf to wipe me clean between my legs
>the other one is giving me my clothes to put back on.
>they tell the guys to go on ahead
>they will walk me home
>we sit there for at least 30 minutes making small talk
>they keep gushing about how proud they are of me.
>finally start to walk home
>they tell me i have to take a shower as soon as im home
>one of them grabs some dirt and tells me no one will ask questions if you said you fell in the woods
>smears it on my face.
>they keep talking about next time.
>how it will be better
>get to my home.
>they tell me to keep quiet about it and take a shower.
>feel like they are my friends.
>i promise them
>go inside.
>Mom is yelling at me that i should have been home 2 hours ago
>Say im sorry and go take a shower
>keep thinking about how the cool girls were so nice to me.
There is more to it later, but that was my first time.
>>935799873
>I wretch my head to the side so the dick falls out
> start screaming
>guy is not thrusting with all his might
>crying
>face is grabbed again and dick thrust into my mouth
>someone says they need to keep a dick in my face to shut me up
>Guy fucking me stops thrusting
>pushes deeper
>shoots his load in me
>Slowly pulls out while BJ guys keeps showing his dick deeper in my mouth
>pulls out and back away as i slam my legs closed
>Last thing i remember is the next guy spreading my legs again
>wake up in a lot of pain.
>cold as hell
>the girls are touching me
>asking me if im ok
>i start crying again
>notice the boys are on their bikes ready to go.
>girls start complimenting me telling me i was amazing.
>say i took them all no problem
>says the next time won't hurt as much
>and that after a few more times i will start to love it.
>tells me i have to keep this secret
>notice one of the girls is using her scarf to wipe me clean between my legs
>the other one is giving me my clothes to put back on.
>they tell the guys to go on ahead
>they will walk me home
>we sit there for at least 30 minutes making small talk
>they keep gushing about how proud they are of me.
>finally start to walk home
>they tell me i have to take a shower as soon as im home
>one of them grabs some dirt and tells me no one will ask questions if you said you fell in the woods
>smears it on my face.
>they keep talking about next time.
>how it will be better
>get to my home.
>they tell me to keep quiet about it and take a shower.
>feel like they are my friends.
>i promise them
>go inside.
>Mom is yelling at me that i should have been home 2 hours ago
>Say im sorry and go take a shower
>keep thinking about how the cool girls were so nice to me.
There is more to it later, but that was my first time.
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:57:55 AM No.935800538
I steal TikToks from a girl with less than 200 followers and repost them on Insta. I pretend to sell to pervs and scam them out of money. I have over ten thousand followers on this page.
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:59:52 AM No.935800586
I like to steal my sil's panties
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 8:59:56 AM No.935800588
>>935800538
Are you fucking kidding me? You think you're some kind of cyber-vigilante, ripping off some poor girl's TikTok videos and passing them off as your own on Instagram? And then you've got the nerve to claim you're scamming "pervs" out of money? Give me a break, you pathetic piece of shit.
Let me guess, you're one of those try-hard edgelords who thinks they're above the law, but in reality, you're just a sad, lonely fuckwit who can't even come up with an original scam. I mean, come on, "stealing TikToks" and "scamming pervs"? That's not even a clever crime, that's just lazy. You're like a bad parody of a bad movie.
And what's with the "over ten thousand followers" brag? Who gives a fuck about your Instagram follower count? You think that's impressive? I've got news for you, dipshit: having a lot of followers doesn't make you special, it just makes you a target for people who want to sell you shit. And trust me, you're not even a blip on the radar of anyone who actually matters.
And let's talk about the girl you're stealing from. You know, the one with less than 200 followers? Yeah, I'm sure she's just thrilled to have some piece of shit like you ripping off her content and passing it off as your own. I'm sure she's just loving the fact that you're using her creativity to line your own pockets. You're a fucking parasite, man.
Look, if you want to be a scammer, at least have the decency to come up with something original. Don't just copy and paste some stale, played-out scheme that's been done to death. And for fuck's sake, don't pretend like you're some kind of hero, scamming "pervs" and whatnot. You're just a sad, pathetic little fucker who can't even come up with a decent lie. So, go ahead, keep pretending to be something you're not. Keep stealing from that girl, keep scamming those "pervs", and keep bragging about your pathetic follower count. Just don't expect anyone to take you seriously, because you're a joke. A fucking joke.
Are you fucking kidding me? You think you're some kind of cyber-vigilante, ripping off some poor girl's TikTok videos and passing them off as your own on Instagram? And then you've got the nerve to claim you're scamming "pervs" out of money? Give me a break, you pathetic piece of shit.
Let me guess, you're one of those try-hard edgelords who thinks they're above the law, but in reality, you're just a sad, lonely fuckwit who can't even come up with an original scam. I mean, come on, "stealing TikToks" and "scamming pervs"? That's not even a clever crime, that's just lazy. You're like a bad parody of a bad movie.
And what's with the "over ten thousand followers" brag? Who gives a fuck about your Instagram follower count? You think that's impressive? I've got news for you, dipshit: having a lot of followers doesn't make you special, it just makes you a target for people who want to sell you shit. And trust me, you're not even a blip on the radar of anyone who actually matters.
And let's talk about the girl you're stealing from. You know, the one with less than 200 followers? Yeah, I'm sure she's just thrilled to have some piece of shit like you ripping off her content and passing it off as your own. I'm sure she's just loving the fact that you're using her creativity to line your own pockets. You're a fucking parasite, man.
Look, if you want to be a scammer, at least have the decency to come up with something original. Don't just copy and paste some stale, played-out scheme that's been done to death. And for fuck's sake, don't pretend like you're some kind of hero, scamming "pervs" and whatnot. You're just a sad, pathetic little fucker who can't even come up with a decent lie. So, go ahead, keep pretending to be something you're not. Keep stealing from that girl, keep scamming those "pervs", and keep bragging about your pathetic follower count. Just don't expect anyone to take you seriously, because you're a joke. A fucking joke.
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:03:27 AM No.935800655
>>935800141
No, I would actually believe that women would watch some dudes gangrape an eight year old and then act sympathetic and nice and gaslight the child they literally just allowed to be repeatedly raped. That sounds accurate.
No, I would actually believe that women would watch some dudes gangrape an eight year old and then act sympathetic and nice and gaslight the child they literally just allowed to be repeatedly raped. That sounds accurate.
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:07:03 AM No.935800748
>>935798306 (OP)
I want to DP my gf with our dog
I want to DP my gf with our dog
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:31:02 AM No.935801257
I went down on my sister when we where younger
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:31:09 AM No.935801262
>>935800762
Max
Max
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:32:18 AM No.935801291
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:33:02 AM No.935801312
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:33:18 AM No.935801321
>>935801257
For fuck's sake, are you kidding me? You think you can just spew out some fucked up, cliché bullshit like that and I'm supposed to believe it? Newsflash, dipshit: I've heard that same tired, disgusting lie from every other try-hard edgelord who thinks they can get a rise out of people by being "shocking" and " taboo".
Listen, if you're gonna make up some outlandish, vile story, at least have the decency to put some effort into it. Don't just regurgitate the same old, boring, "I did something sick with my sibling" crap that every other unoriginal fuckwit has already done to death. It's not even like you're trying to be subtle about it - you're just serving up a lazy, half-baked attempt at being provocative, like a bad porn parody of a real person.
And what's with the "when we were younger" cop-out? Oh, so now you're trying to imply that you're somehow "over" this supposedly traumatic experience, but really you're just trying to sound like you've got some deep, dark secret that makes you all brooding and interesting? Give me a break, dude. I've seen more convincing acting in a high school production of "Hamlet".
You know what? I don't even think you're capable of coming up with something original, even if your life depended on it. You're just a garden-variety, run-of-the-mill, liar-liar-pants-on-fire motherfucker who thinks they can get away with spinning some ridiculous yarn and having people fawn all over them. Well, let me tell you something, pal: it's not gonna work. Not with me, at least. I can smell your bullshit from a mile away, and I'm not buying what you're selling. So either step up your game or just shut the fuck up, because nobody's got time for your transparent, try-hard nonsense.
For fuck's sake, are you kidding me? You think you can just spew out some fucked up, cliché bullshit like that and I'm supposed to believe it? Newsflash, dipshit: I've heard that same tired, disgusting lie from every other try-hard edgelord who thinks they can get a rise out of people by being "shocking" and " taboo".
Listen, if you're gonna make up some outlandish, vile story, at least have the decency to put some effort into it. Don't just regurgitate the same old, boring, "I did something sick with my sibling" crap that every other unoriginal fuckwit has already done to death. It's not even like you're trying to be subtle about it - you're just serving up a lazy, half-baked attempt at being provocative, like a bad porn parody of a real person.
And what's with the "when we were younger" cop-out? Oh, so now you're trying to imply that you're somehow "over" this supposedly traumatic experience, but really you're just trying to sound like you've got some deep, dark secret that makes you all brooding and interesting? Give me a break, dude. I've seen more convincing acting in a high school production of "Hamlet".
You know what? I don't even think you're capable of coming up with something original, even if your life depended on it. You're just a garden-variety, run-of-the-mill, liar-liar-pants-on-fire motherfucker who thinks they can get away with spinning some ridiculous yarn and having people fawn all over them. Well, let me tell you something, pal: it's not gonna work. Not with me, at least. I can smell your bullshit from a mile away, and I'm not buying what you're selling. So either step up your game or just shut the fuck up, because nobody's got time for your transparent, try-hard nonsense.
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:41:16 AM No.935801462
>>935799503
This is just op imposterfag, I am the real anon. It's after my 20yr class reunion
This is just op imposterfag, I am the real anon. It's after my 20yr class reunion
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:41:52 AM No.935801475
>>935801257
Did you like it?
Did you like it?
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:43:08 AM No.935801491
>>935801257
I was about 10 or 11 she is 2 years older she ask if i wanted to play a game and she lay down and wanted me to crawl up her bed to her pussy and eat her out i was keen thinking she would return the favour or end in sex but it didn't she didn't even taste that good
I was about 10 or 11 she is 2 years older she ask if i wanted to play a game and she lay down and wanted me to crawl up her bed to her pussy and eat her out i was keen thinking she would return the favour or end in sex but it didn't she didn't even taste that good
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:44:41 AM No.935801526
>>935801491
You really are something special, aren't you? Trying to pass off that ridiculous story as some kind of fucked-up family game night. Give me a break, you think anyone with half a brain cell is buying that load of shit?
Your sister, two years older, just happens to ask you to crawl up her bed to go down on her? What, was she just sitting around thinking, "You know what would be fun? If my little brother ate me out when we're kids"? And you, being the genius that you are, thought this was the start of some twisted incestuous relationship where you'd get to fuck your sister?
And the cherry on top - she didn't even taste good? Oh, wow, that's a real original complaint. I've never heard that one before. It's not like every guy with a bad experience says the same thing. You must have put a lot of thought into coming up with that unique and not-at-all-predictable punchline.
And what's with the expectation that she would return the favor or lead to sex? Did you think your sister was just waiting around for you to hit puberty so she could jump your bones? Newsflash: just because you've got a dick doesn't mean you're entitled to get your dick sucked, let alone by your own sister.
Your whole story reeks of some pathetic attempt to sound edgy and cool, but really, it's just a sad, lame attempt at shock value. I mean, come on, at least try to be a little more creative with your made-up stories. This one's been done to death, and not even in a good way. It's just a boring, unoriginal, and cringeworthy tale of you trying to be something you're not.
So, keep on spinning your little fantasies, buddy. Just don't expect anyone to take you seriously when you're peddling that kind of weak-sauce nonsense. You can do better than that, or at least, you should be able to. But hey, what do I know? Maybe in your world, that's the kind of thing that passes for normal. Not in mine, though.
You really are something special, aren't you? Trying to pass off that ridiculous story as some kind of fucked-up family game night. Give me a break, you think anyone with half a brain cell is buying that load of shit?
Your sister, two years older, just happens to ask you to crawl up her bed to go down on her? What, was she just sitting around thinking, "You know what would be fun? If my little brother ate me out when we're kids"? And you, being the genius that you are, thought this was the start of some twisted incestuous relationship where you'd get to fuck your sister?
And the cherry on top - she didn't even taste good? Oh, wow, that's a real original complaint. I've never heard that one before. It's not like every guy with a bad experience says the same thing. You must have put a lot of thought into coming up with that unique and not-at-all-predictable punchline.
And what's with the expectation that she would return the favor or lead to sex? Did you think your sister was just waiting around for you to hit puberty so she could jump your bones? Newsflash: just because you've got a dick doesn't mean you're entitled to get your dick sucked, let alone by your own sister.
Your whole story reeks of some pathetic attempt to sound edgy and cool, but really, it's just a sad, lame attempt at shock value. I mean, come on, at least try to be a little more creative with your made-up stories. This one's been done to death, and not even in a good way. It's just a boring, unoriginal, and cringeworthy tale of you trying to be something you're not.
So, keep on spinning your little fantasies, buddy. Just don't expect anyone to take you seriously when you're peddling that kind of weak-sauce nonsense. You can do better than that, or at least, you should be able to. But hey, what do I know? Maybe in your world, that's the kind of thing that passes for normal. Not in mine, though.
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:46:47 AM No.935801571
>>935801398
>Be 16
>Friend dares me to suck his dick.
>Tell him no, that's gay.
>Leave and go home.
>Trip and dick falls off.
>Before I can get up dick is on top of me.
>Beg it not to.
>Dick pulls my pants down.
>Feel tears running down my face.
>Dick goes in my butt.
>Be raped by my own rapedick.
>Tells me it will do it to my sister too if I tell anyone what happened.
>Walk home with my own cum in my bum.
It happened several more times.
>Be 16
>Friend dares me to suck his dick.
>Tell him no, that's gay.
>Leave and go home.
>Trip and dick falls off.
>Before I can get up dick is on top of me.
>Beg it not to.
>Dick pulls my pants down.
>Feel tears running down my face.
>Dick goes in my butt.
>Be raped by my own rapedick.
>Tells me it will do it to my sister too if I tell anyone what happened.
>Walk home with my own cum in my bum.
It happened several more times.
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Mr. ChiMonika
6/15/2025, 9:48:17 AM No.935801606
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:48:37 AM No.935801610
>>935801526
It is actually the first time telling the story and know idea what she was thinking we never spoke of it after that
It is actually the first time telling the story and know idea what she was thinking we never spoke of it after that
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:51:07 AM No.935801671
Seen my mom get fucked by a guy who was remodeling the pilot she worked at
After that I went thru her phone and found nudes of hers I still have em
After that I went thru her phone and found nudes of hers I still have em
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:51:37 AM No.935801692
I got to shower with a couple lolis earlier today, was pretty cool
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Anonymous
6/15/2025, 9:53:13 AM No.935801743
>>935801671
For fuck's sake, are you kidding me with that Wild West of a story? You think you can just spin some shit about your mom getting railed by a dude at the pilot and then digging through her phone for some titillating nudes, and I'm supposed to be impressed? Oh boy, that's some original, never-before-heard, completely-not-ripped-from-a-bad-porno-movie material right there.
Listen, pal, if you're gonna make up some crazy, over-the-top tale, at least have the decency to put some effort into it. That story's been done to death, and not even in a interesting way. It's like you took every cliche from a bad 70s flick, threw it in a blender, and hit puree. I mean, come on, "remodeling the pilot she worked at"? What, did you just pick a bunch of words out of a hat and hope they formed a coherent sentence? Newsflash: they didn't.
And don't even get me started on the part about going through her phone and finding nudes. Oh, wow, what a shocking and not-at-all-predictable twist! I bet you spent hours crafting that particular detail, didn't you? I mean, it's not like every other dude with a fucked-up relationship with his mom has used that exact same "twist" before. Perish the thought.
You know what the real kicker is, though? It's that you actually thought you could pull this shit off without anyone calling you out on it. You thought you could just toss out some half-baked, perverted fantasy and have people eat it up like the good little marks they are? Well, let me tell you something, buddy: it ain't gonna fly. Not with me, at least. I've seen more convincing acting at a high school drama club tryouts. So either step up your game or get the fuck outta here, 'cause this shit's embarrassing.
For fuck's sake, are you kidding me with that Wild West of a story? You think you can just spin some shit about your mom getting railed by a dude at the pilot and then digging through her phone for some titillating nudes, and I'm supposed to be impressed? Oh boy, that's some original, never-before-heard, completely-not-ripped-from-a-bad-porno-movie material right there.
Listen, pal, if you're gonna make up some crazy, over-the-top tale, at least have the decency to put some effort into it. That story's been done to death, and not even in a interesting way. It's like you took every cliche from a bad 70s flick, threw it in a blender, and hit puree. I mean, come on, "remodeling the pilot she worked at"? What, did you just pick a bunch of words out of a hat and hope they formed a coherent sentence? Newsflash: they didn't.
And don't even get me started on the part about going through her phone and finding nudes. Oh, wow, what a shocking and not-at-all-predictable twist! I bet you spent hours crafting that particular detail, didn't you? I mean, it's not like every other dude with a fucked-up relationship with his mom has used that exact same "twist" before. Perish the thought.
You know what the real kicker is, though? It's that you actually thought you could pull this shit off without anyone calling you out on it. You thought you could just toss out some half-baked, perverted fantasy and have people eat it up like the good little marks they are? Well, let me tell you something, buddy: it ain't gonna fly. Not with me, at least. I've seen more convincing acting at a high school drama club tryouts. So either step up your game or get the fuck outta here, 'cause this shit's embarrassing.
Anonymous
6/15/2025, 10:03:47 AM No.935801983
I really like pee and one time a female friend used my bathroom, I went in after and realized she'd pissed a little on my seat and I licked it up.
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