Resources On Practical Job Scheduling? 32
felciano asks: "We have a fairly involved content build process that involves about 20 different jobs that have dependencies between them and are of sometimes radically different running times. Some jobs are parallelizable. We have a suite of machines across which we distribute the load right now, but the actual job-to-machine allocation is done by hand. I'm trying to do capacity and hardware purchase planning, and am getting a headache trying to model this. I've tried doing it in both MS Excel and MS Project, but neither seems suited for this type of model, especially when it comes to asking "what if" questions (e.g. if we bought 3 more machines, how much would that buy us in overall build time?). I realize that scheduling, network flow, etc. problems can get into into hairy (sometimes NP) problem spaces, but given the rise in popularity of Linux compute farms as ways to address scalability problems, I would assume that there are at least some basic tools to help model this. I've looked at distributed job-scheduling software and haven't found much on the automated side -- are there any practical toolkits, apps, libraries, etc. to help do this type of modeling and planning in other ways?"
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use a stats package. (Score:1)
Looks like my systems course really has a use. (Score:3)
I'm afraid I don't know what commercial packages handle this, though. We used a high-level system simulation tool called "MAP", but it wasn't very intuitive to use. Better solutions certainly exist.
Take it to the extreme! (Score:1)
Well, not exactly, but I think it is illustrative to consider the extremes. First off, though, it's late, and I'm tired, so please bear me here. Also, before I forget, it sure seems to me like you are describing a need that is much like what is handled by the Scheduler and Dispatcher processes in the operating system of a multi-processor machine. Any good book on operating systems would be a good source of ideas.
Given: you have 20 jobs to process.
Case #1; slow but cheap:Use 1 computer, create a make file for the whole process (letting the computer keep track of the jobs' dependencies) and wait until it is done. That was obviously unacceptable as you are already dealing with multiple computers.
Case #2; fast but expensive:Get 20 computers, each with one job to process. When a job completes, it writes a sentinel file to a shared directory. If a job has dependencies, it waits for the sentinel files for each dependency to appear before it proceeds. Because of the dependencies, some of the computers are going to be sitting idle until all of the dependencies for its job has completed. And, while THIS job is running, all those machines that performed those dependent jobs are now sitting idle, too. So, this IS fast, but it wastes resources.
Case #3: fast and affordable:What is the maximum amount of parallelization that is possible in the WHOLE process? Let's say that, at best, you can have 7 jobs running in parallel.
So, I would recommend getting as many computers as you have tasks that can be performed in parallel and using the sentinel file approach described in case #2 to keep track of when jobs can begin.
Re:Take it to the extreme! (Score:1)
The best I've come up with is a glorified spreadsheet that estimates total build time and lets me tweak #of machines and # of split-up jobs, and watch the bottom line change. Gross but I can't think of anything better.
Extend (Score:1)
It was pretty easy to learn, and you could do some pretty interesting simulations. I know there are other similar modeling products out there, but that just happens to be one that I have worked with before.
If you do decide to go with it, I would recommend the BPR extensions; they help make your models a lot more concise. No affiliations, just a reasonably satisfied user.
Option: A tweaking script? (Score:2)
Have you considered writing a script that tries to optimize this for you?
I've hacked together SA-based optimizers in Perl on occasion for similar tasks.
Whether this is effective for you depends on how much time you'd spend scanning solutions by other methods (a script like this takes anywhere from a couple of hours to a couple of days to write, depending on complexity).
Maui Scheduler has a simulation mode... (Score:1)
Maui Scheduler [sourceforge.net] is a open source scheduler for batch systems like OpenPBS and IBM's Loadleveler. It started life as a way to get around the braindead FIFO behavior in the default Loadleveler scheduler.
Anyway, it has a simulation mode where you can feed it jobs (including ones with dependencies) and it will simulate running them. It's a handy way for checking your maui.cfg for pathological cases. :)
Re:Looks like my systems course really has a use. (Score:1)
hmmm.. interesting....! Which model are we talkin about here?
I read your chronology!
Duct Tape, Anuses, and Fecal Matter (Score:1)
And, with an ass as hairy as mine, how the hell do I then get that tape off???
Re:The Linux Gay Conspiracy (Score:1)
Re:Looks like my systems course really has a use. (Score:2)
CAVEAT: Bear in mind that I've only taken one systems course, so my terminology and descriptions may be a bit off, and I won't know about the more advanced techniques...
The idea is to represent your system as a series of processing nodes with task queues, and to see what happens as you send tasks through the system. Based on the length of time spent at each node for the different classes of tasks you're sending around (specified as a probability distribution), you get the average "utilization" of each node (how much of the time it's being used), the average queue length at each node, and so forth. This helps you find system bottlenecks for any given configuration.
Best of all, the math that produces these statistics is straightforward enough that, with a few approximations, it works even for very large systems. This is what your off-the-shelf software packages will handle. You can vary the design of the system, and the software will rapidly tell you how the change affected the system "hot spots".
For small systems and coarse approximations (exponential/memoryless probability distributions), you can even work out a lot of this by hand.
In this context, I'd probably declare the compiling machines to be nodes, and use existing task data to come up with a (back of the envelope) probability distribution for task lengths on the various machines. Questions like "what's the point of diminishing returns for adding nodes?" and "what happens if I change the paths of task flow like *this*?" can be easily answered from there.
Re:Duct Tape, Anuses, and Fecal Matter (Score:1)
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The Linux Gay Conspiracy (Score:1)
It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community [50megs.com] is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality [rotten.com] to pedophilia.
What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:
Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.
Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.
Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.
I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual [rotten.com] propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon [50megs.com]] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually [goatse.cx] an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.
As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually [goatse.cx] quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com [salon.com] as saying the following:
And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually [goatse.cx] stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!
Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual [rotten.com] perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children [slashdot.org]. To quote from the article linked:
is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?
We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual [rotten.com] terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual [rotten.com] lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.
Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.
In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware [50megs.com] distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual [rotten.com] practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake [50megs.com] product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.
Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexual [rotten.com]s preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian [50megs.com], an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual [rotten.com] "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual [rotten.com] practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.
And Red Hat [50megs.com] is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.
To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."
Feedback:
Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually [goatse.cx] a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.
Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual [rotten.com] child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA [50megs.com] free reign for years!
Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.
We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.
Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!
For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M [50megs.com] - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.
Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man [stileproject.com]. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.
Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".
One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual [rotten.com] messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation [50megs.com], Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual [rotten.com] queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".
And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?
Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual [rotten.com] Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.
*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.
However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos [50megs.com]' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)
In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.
If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual [rotten.com] Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???
IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org [50megs.com]) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat [50megs.com], but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.
Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual [rotten.com] practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.
Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.
ANUX [50megs.com] - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!
Re:More Linux Gayness (Score:1)
Re:Option: A tweaking script? (Score:1)
There are definitely points in the spreadsheet where it stops being a good idea to buy more new machines and instead becomes a better idea to add more RAM to your existing machines. So the GA solution would somehow need to take into account the number and type of machines available at a given time T in order to optimize what should happen at time T+1.
Do you have any sample code or resources you could point to?
More Sick Stories Hurled Your Way!! (Score:1)
Angela nonchalantly walked home from school strolling up the hill to her isolated cottage home, her long thick golden blonde hair blew into her face as she laboured up the hill.
Jack was carefully watching her progress up the hill in her navy blue school uniform, admiring her very pretty looks and form. He was in love with her and had been for more than a year, despite her being only 9 years old and him 40 it didn't matter to him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes upon and he wanted her in his "special cellar." The first time he saw her huge blue eyes, full lips and blonde hair he was smitten!
He had planned this moment for many a month and it was going to plan, he would take her to his isolated sound proofed apartment, "specially fitted out', and make love to her for as long as he could. He had taken a week's holiday from work for this purpose. Just as she passed him he quickly leapt out and covered her face with a cloth, she struggled briefly then went limp as the chemical took effect.
Jack swiftly scooped her light body up and placed her carefully in the back of his van after loosely tying her up so as not to hurt her. Jack's heart was pounding all the way as he travelled the half hour to his isolated house.
She was still out cold when they arrived. Good. He picked her up, put her over his shoulder and went into the house. He went down the twelve stairs to the basement and placed her on the settee then went back up, locked his car away and locked the door as he went back down to the basement to his lover waiting for him.
She was still asleep but would soon wake, he knelt down beside her and just looked and admired her beauty. He gently brushed some hair from her face and then kissed her full on the lips, they were so, so soft!
Her hair smelt so new, so good, he took great deep breaths of her smell. He looked at the rest of her and could not resist a peek underneath her navy blue uniform skirt, "what colour knickers will she have on" he said to himself. He lifted her skirt up to her waist and revealed plain navy blue knickers to match her skirt, he could see the outline of her plump virgin vagina in her knickers and ran two fingers between her legs up along the cleft. Just then she began to wake, moving around and groaning.
He fetched some water, she sipped it and looked around rather confused. The obvious questions then started to pour out, for an hour Jack explained to her that she wasn't going to be hurt but she MUST cooperate. It was during this hour that Angela noticed the unusual paintings and drawings on the walls and the strange ornaments.
Jack had spent a lot of time fitting out his " Porn [50megs.com] -cellar." It was totally soundproofed so he could happily carry out the most noisy rape if he wanted. There were porn [50megs.com] paintings and drawings all over the three rooms and even in the bathroom.
The "little girl's bedroom" he had fitted out and decorated would have made any mother proud: pinkish wallpaper with pictures of dolls and teddies, frilly curtains around a pretend window, furniture and nicknacks suitable for a little girl and the bed had pink and white frilly sheets with a pink pillow case, around the bed and on the furniture were dolls and teddies.
Around the walls of the room were porn [50megs.com] o photographs and drawings all of which involved naked little girls, some featured close-up shots of vaginal penetration and some of a man with erection kissing or cuddling a girl or fingering her vagina. Every picture involved girls between 6 and 13 and not one had pubic hair nor breasts.
The best painting was above the bed and was about 3'x4" depicting a naked, handsome young man with a huge erect penis [50megs.com] that stood almost vertical, foreskin pulled back to expose a bloated glistening head, with heavy large testicles. Either side of him and with his arms around them, were two very, very pretty little girls stood with legs slightly apart making their petite little slits look even more attractive. There was also a TV in the room where he would show nonstop porn [50megs.com] as he played with his little girlfriend. On top of all this he had a camera in every room to record his success. Jack had made the room a fitting and appropriate place for raping little girls. And that is exactly what he intended to do to Angela.
Jack had by now put his arm around Angela to calm her down, he would give her a little kiss on the cheek and keep on saying you MUST cooperate with me and don't try and stop me touching you or anything else. He wiped a few tears from her big blue eyes and leant across and kissed her on the lips, at first she tried to break free again but Jack gently took hold of her chin and held her as her kissed her "properly." He tried to french kiss but her mouth wouldn't open, "PLEASE, open your mouth," he said.
He kissed her again and this time their tongues entwined and he tasted her sweet saliva, he leant back with her on the settee to a more comfortable position and continued kissing and stroking her hair and face. Jack's cock [50megs.com] was really beginning to get hard. He pulled away from her lips and began kissing, biting and licking her neck, she tasted so good! She bucked every time he administered a love bite on her neck. Jack was fast becoming more and more excited, as she sat next to him his hands were stroking her body and then her legs and thighs right to the top.
Then he said, "I want to see your knickers Angela, I saw that you have navy blue school knickers on, let me lift your skirt up. Stand up." She obeyed his order and stood up in front of him, too frightened to object. He knelt and took the hem of her skirt in either hand and lifted it up to her waist, she looked great, her shapely milky white thighs were in contrast to her blue knickers and that delightful little slit could be seen between her legs. He leant forward and kissed her between her legs and smelt a faint waft of urine. He let the hem down then carefully he undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then he undid her blouse and took that off followed by her top. She stood in front of him wearing just knickers and white socks to her knees. The apartment was very warm so she was not shivering through cold. Jack leant forward and began kissing her all over, as her was doing this he began gently squeezing her peach like bottom.
Angela's resistance had now waned away and Jack was free to do as he wished, and he did.
Jack escorted her to the bedroom hand in hand. He decided to put a porn [50megs.com] video on now whilst he took his own clothes off in front of her in the bedroom. Item by item he stripped off until he stood just wearing a pair of frilly white panties, his 8" cock [50megs.com] poked out the top and his testicles half hanged out the bottom. He was fully erect and the pre-cum juice was flowing well.
The video had started it was called "Young Love" and involved a man in his early twenties seducing, and enjoying intercourse with, six girls all aged between 7 and 13. It happened over a period of several weeks and he had each one in a different place. The video played as the confused Angela looked at that, the room and Jack's threatening cock [50megs.com] .
He knelt down in front of her which made them both the same height and he kissed her passionately once again. His hands were again fondling her lovely bottom, squeezing and kneading. Jack had never enjoyed anything so much in his life and he was becoming desperate to make love to her properly.
"Let me pull your knickers down," he said to her. They were words he'd wanted to say for so, so long.
"What?" she said.
"I'm going to pull your knickers down so I can have a look at your little pussy."
Slowly they came down her legs revealing a totally hairless, perfectly formed vagina. She stepped out of them and he gently stroked her between her legs watching the flesh move under his tender touch.
"Lie on the bed now my love," he said to her softly.
She did as asked, lying with legs closed. As she did this she glanced over at the TV and saw the young man in the film with a close up penetration shot of intercourse with an eight year old girl, noticing how big his penis [50megs.com] looked compared to her vagina and how much his penis [50megs.com] was stretching her opening. She looked away but could not stop the sound of heavy breathing from him and squealing from her as it went in.
Jack climbed next to her and kissed her again, but he wanted a good look at her pussy before he went any further. He crouched in front of her and spread and raised her legs with his strong hands. He stared and stroked the beauty of her little vagina, it was so smooth and soft and there was pink when he parted her outer lips.
As he did this he became more and more aroused, his breathing became deeper and his heart was pounding in his chest, he shuffled himself in front of her so that when he pulled his cock [50megs.com] out from his panties he could stroke her pussy with his cock [50megs.com] . He began to do this and the precum was oozing out onto her vagina making it sticky and wet. He watched as his knob-end pushed her lips around, he stroked it up and down her slit time and time again.
His lust for her was now so great that gone was the concern that he may hurt her upon penetration (his cock [50megs.com] was a considerable girth and he had always worried about this) all that remained was an extremely intense desire to push it inside her vagina as soon as he could.
It was at this point that he thought "she's mine now, she's my little hairless, flat-chested girl, she's my little preteen lover!" His body was now trembling with sheer lust and his mouth was dry.
Still in the crouched position, with finger and thumb he parted her plump outer lips and placed his bloated knob end onto her tiny vagina opening, he gave a gentle push and it went in a tiny amount, but it was located there. Then he moved on top of her, she began to cry a little just as he resumed the attempted penetration, he felt it push through something then Angela squealed in a high pitched tone and cried out in pain!
It was music to Jack's ears and it was confirmation that he had pushed his cock [50megs.com] through her hymen and de-flowered her. It was a proud moment. He didn't stop though, bravely Jack, consumed with lust, continued to stretch her vagina and force his cock [50megs.com] deeper into her young pussy. She continued to cry as he still pushed hard, gradually going in deeper and deeper until he could feel his balls touching her little ass. Breathing frantically he began fuck [50megs.com] ing her properly: withdrawing a bit then plunging back deep into her. He was moaning out loud, very loud as his enjoyment was at a level he had never thought possible. Her preteen body rocked about almost violently under his lustful thrusting motion.
The only thing that mattered in the world right was fuck [50megs.com] ing Angela, was fuck [50megs.com] ing his preteen lover until he emptied the contents of his balls into her little pussy and that moment was getting very close. He knew he couldn't hold on to his load any longer as he felt that wonderful moment of ejaculation approach.
He pushed in hard one more time just as he began to cum, he held it inside her as deep as he could go whilst he gushed out a massive amount of semen in long strong squirts. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt went his semen into her preteen pussy. A pussy that had never had a cock [50megs.com] in until just now. From squirting he went to dribbling until he was spent on top of her beautiful young body.
He had completed making love to her for the first time and as he lay beside her holding her close to him he knew that he would want her many more times before she could go.
Slashdot and Homosexuals (Score:1)
Re:Drunkknkwnk1!... (Score:1)
Homosexual fantasies with my 3 cousins (Score:1)
Well, the first night we all piled into my big bed, which seemed small at the time with all four of us scrunched in. I am used to the middle of the bed, so I had my oldest cousin Michael on one side of me and Robert and Johnny on the other side of me. Finally they stopped their giggling and fell asleep. Sometime during the night, Robert had threw his leg over mine, I was sleeping on my back and he was on his side facing me. Michael was right up against me so I couldn't hardly move to get him off of me so I just laid there and tried to go back to sleep. We were all in our underpants, I usually sleep naked but since they were there I thought I should leave them on.
I had fallen back asleep when I was awoke again because Robert had his knee right in my crotch, and his hand was laying on my stomach. He was snuggling up to me probably because he was getting cold. He is the 8 year old, so I let him keep snuggling me because he was pretty warm himself. I hadn't noticed it yet but his little dick was pressing into my hip. I could tell he had a boner because when he would move around it would stick me in the side of my hip. Well, I don't know why but this caused me to get a boner myself. I just discovered playing with myself a few months back, so I knew it felt good to me.
I tried to go back to sleep but he kept shifting around a lot, almost humping his little boner into me each time harder and harder. His hand had worked down right on top of my hard-on and his knee right under my balls. The feeling of another hand on my dick was getting me pretty excited and there was no way I could go back to sleep. I slipped my hand down between us and slowly worked my finger into the slit in front of his underwear. I probed around slowly, making sure that he was still sleeping. I found the head of his little three inch boner and very lightly rubbed the head all around. He didn't wake up, but I could tell he was responding to my rubbing him because he was thrusting into my finger and snuggling tighter to me. With my other hand I pulled my waistband of my underwear down and hooked them under my hairless nutsack and Roberts warm hand fell back into place right on my raging 5 1/2 inch bone.
I laid still for a few minutes to make sure he was not going to wake up and then continued to rub on his dick. I was concentrating on his dick so much, I hadn't even noticed that he had worked his little fingers around my dick and had it in his grasp. I panicked and slowly slid my hand out of his shorts and then and he scared the heck out of me... he whispered "why are you stopping?". I pretended to be asleep, worried that he might tell on me, not sure what to say, then he said "rub it some more for me, I like it". I pretended like I just woke up and asked him what he was talking about. "I know you were awake, rub me some more, I liked it, I won't tell anyone, promise!" he whispered.
He never took his hand off of my boner and continued to lightly jack it for me, so I moved my hand back down to his dick and felt him through his shorts. He brought his other hand down and pulled his shorts down to his knees and started jacking me harder. I grabbed his boner and yanked it for him with my thumb and finger, and he continued to jack me off. I was getting close to cumming and I told him I was, and he picked up the pace for me. I shot my little volume up on my stomach and some got on his hand. I have only been cumming for a few months and there wasn't very much, but he rubbed my stomach and smeared my cum into my belly and on his hand, then he licked his hand clean. I whispered to him that he must have done this before and he told me that he has jacked Michael off several times for him and he cums a little too, but not as much as me. We fell asleep, and slept 'til it was time for breakfast the next morning.
The next day, we all played our games and we all seemed to get along better, especially me and Robert, keeping our little secret. Well, bedtime came quick, and we all went upstairs to get ready for bed. Mom had told us all to take showers, so I showed the guys where the towels were and let them take their showers first in my bathroom. I was the last one in the shower and quickly showered and dried and put on some clean underwear and came back to my room. When I walked into my room, they were all three under the covers giggling and wrestling around. I didn't think much of it and turned the light off and climbed into my spot in the middle of the bed and slid under the covers with them. Robert was next to me again and informed me that they were all naked and I should take my shorts off too. I asked Michael and Johnny if this was true and they just giggled and agreed. With that I pulled my shorts off with one motion and tossed them on the floor. Being naked with my cousins was starting to give me a boner while we wrestled around and talked. I told them we should get some sleep, hoping no one would notice my erection and they would settle down.
I laid still with my hands behind my head, smelling the soap and shampoo from the showers we all just had when Robert rolled over on top of me and started acting like he was making out with me in a very noisy way. This embarrassed me, worried that his brothers would find out what we had done the night before, and before I could do anything about it, Michael told Robert to pretend like I was a girl and screw me. Robert then started humping me with his naked frame, boner poking into my legs just below my balls and moaned and groaned, Johnny was sitting up watching all of this too and just laughed. I was getting the impression that all of them had "played" like this before and I just laid there while Robert continued to hump me. Then, Johnny suggested that Robert suck my dick, and without even thinking about it Robert just slid right down and gulped my dick right into his mouth and sucked eagerly. This was the first time I ever had a mouth around my dick and I kinda jumped up tried to sit up and Michael told me to just lay down and let him go. Johnny asked me if he was doing a good job and before I could answer I let go of the biggest load of cum ever in my life!!! Robert gulped it all down and then came up from under the covers and smiled. Michael told Robert that he was next, and Robert suggested that I should suck Johnny while he sucked Robert.
I looked at Johnny in the dark and he quickly laid down and grabbed his dick and pointed it in my direction. I heard Michael telling Robert to suck faster, so I pretty much had figured out this was a normal thing that they had done before, so I sucked my first dick just then. His 4 inch boner was pretty slender and I had no trouble taking it all in my mouth. I was really liking the feeling of sucking my cousins dick and he was grabbing me by the hair and fucking me back with every sucking motion. I noticed that Robert and Michael had changed positions and Robert was sucking on my now hard again cock while Michael was trying to get his dick in little Robert's ass. Just then, Johnny shivered and I assumed he had a dry orgasm, so I pulled off to watch the action on the other end of the bed. The room was barely lit with the bathroom light but I could make out that Michael was fucking Robert in the ass while Robert was still attached to my dick, sucking for all he was worth. I watched the best I could in the light Michael whaling away in Roberts ass and to get a closer look I leaned over to suck Robert's 3 inch boner while he sucked me and Michael was still pounding away. I was getting a very good look at the action, sucking on Roberts dick, Michael's stomach was bumping my head with every stroke. Then, I felt Johnny rubbing at my asshole, running his wet fingers over it and then inserting a finger in my ass. I have never had anything in my ass before, but with all that was going on, I was up for a new adventure.
I felt Johnny move in behind me, poking his dick at my well lubricated hole, stabbing, trying to find an opening. His dick wasn't very long so he just poked and stabbed until he hit the hole and all at once his full 4 inches went in all at once. It didn't hurt like I thought it would, it was a nice warm feeling. I continued to suck on Robert, while he sucked me and was getting fucked by Michael until Michael started bucking harder and harder, his big boy dick slipped out of Roberts ass and was pointing right at my face. He was still humping away, so I pulled off of Robert's dick to help Michael finish off his orgasm and sucked him in my mouth. He humped about 5 times and let loose his juices in my mouth, and I sucked them all down. The taste was really sweet, I had tasted my own before, so I knew it wasn't all that bad.
Michael collapsed on the bed, Johnny was still fucking my ass with all his might, and me and Robert were sucking each other's dick in unison. Johnny let out a squeal and shook around, having another dry orgasm in my bowels and it was more than I could take and let my second load of cum out in Robert's awaiting greedy mouth. Finally I rolled off Robert and crashed on the bed breathless. Not much was ever said about that night, and the next night I got to fuck all three of my cousins in the ass and they all fucked me, Robert never got his in all the way, but he had fun trying. Since this was the last night they were staying we stayed up extra late and invented new games to play just to have a reason to have sex. We all fucked and sucked until nearly dawn, and then they had to leave that afternoon. Well, mom said they should all be coming back for a visit come Christmas time, man I can't wait 'til Christmas!!!!!!
More Linux Gayness (Score:1)
It has come to my attention that the entire Linux community [50megs.com] is a hotbed of so called "alternative sexuality," which includes anything from hedonistic orgies to homosexuality [rotten.com] to pedophilia.
...What better way of demonstrating this than by looking at the hidden messages contained within the names of some of Linux's most outspoken advocates:
Linus Torvalds is an anagram of SLIT ANUS OR VD "L", clearly referring to himself by the first initial.
Richard M Stallman, spokespervert for the Gaysex's Not Unusual "movement" is an anagram of MANS CRAM THRILL AD.
Alan Cox is barely an anagram of ANAL COX which is just so filthy and unchristian it unnerves me.
I'm sure that Eric S. Raymond, composer of the satanic homosexual [rotten.com] propaganda diatribe The Cathedral and the Bizarre, [Buy At Amazon [50megs.com]] is probably an anagram of something queer, but we don't need to look that far as we know he's always shoving a gun up some poor little boy's rectum. Update: Eric S. Raymond is actually [goatse.cx] an anagram for SECONDARY RIM and CORD IN MY ARSE. It just goes to show you that he is indeed queer.
As far as Richard "Master" Stallman goes, that filthy fudge-packer was actually [goatse.cx] quoted on leftist commie propaganda site Salon.com [salon.com] as saying the following:
And this isn't a made up troll bullshit either! He actually [goatse.cx] stated this tripe, which makes it obvious that he is trying to politely say that he's a flaming homo slut!
Speaking about "flaming," who better to point out as a filthy chutney ferret than Slashdot's very own self-confessed pederast Jon Katz. Although an obvious deviant anagram cannot be found from his name, he has already confessed, nay boasted of the homosexual [rotten.com] perversion of Corrupting the Innocence of young children [slashdot.org]. To quote from the article linked:
is this why you were touching your penis in the cinema, jon??????? and letting the other boys touch it too?
We should also point out that Jon Katz refers to himself as "Slashdot's resident Gasbag." Is there any more doubt? For those fortunate few who aren't aware of the list of homosexual [rotten.com] terminology found inside the Linux "Sauce Code", a "Gasbag" is a pervert who gains sexual gratification from having a thin straw inserted into his urethra (or to use the common parlance, "piss-pipe"), then his homosexual [rotten.com] lover blows firmly down the straw to inflate his scrotum. This is, of course, when he's not busy violating the dignity and copyright of posters to Slashdot by gathering together their postings and publishing them en masse to further his twisted and manipulative journalistic agenda.
Sick, disgusting antichristian perverts, the lot of them.
In addition, many of the Linux distributions (a distribution is the most common way to spread the faggots' wares) are run by faggot groups. The Slackware [50megs.com] distro is named after the Slack-wear fags wear to allow easy access to the anus for sexual purposes. Furthermore, Slackware is a close anagram of CLAW ARSE, a reference to the homosexual [rotten.com] practise of anal fisting. The Mandrake [50megs.com] product is run by a group of French faggot satanists, and is named after the faggot nickname for the vibrator. It was also chosen because it is an anagram for DARK AMEN and RAM NAKED, which is what they do.
Another "distro," (abbrieviated as such because it sounds a bit like "Disco," which is where homosexual [rotten.com]s preyed on young boys in the 1970's), is Debian [50megs.com], an anagram of IN A BED, which could be considered innocent enough (after all, a bed is both where we sleep and pray), until we realise what other names Debian uses to describe their foul wares. "Woody" is obvious enough, being a term for the erect male penis, glistening with precum. But far sicker is the phrase "Frozen Potato" that they use. This filthy term, again found in the secret homosexual [rotten.com] "Sauce Code," refers to the solo homosexual [rotten.com] practice of defecating into a clear polythene bag, shaping the turd into a crude approximation of the male phallus, then leaving it in the freezer overnight until it becomes solid. The practitioner then proceeds to push the frozen "potato" up his own rectum, squeezing it in and out until his tight young balls erupt in a screaming orgasm.
And Red Hat [50megs.com] is secret homo slang for the tip of a penis that is soaked in blood from a freshly violated underage ringpiece.
To summarise: Linux is gay. "Slash - Dot" is the graphical description of the space between a young boy's scrotum and anus. And BeOS is for hermaphrodites and disabled "stumpers."
Feedback:
Well, the only reason I know all about this is because I had the misfortune to read the Linux "Sauce code" once. Although publicised as the computer code needed to get Linux up and running on a computer (and haven't you always been worried about the phrase "Monolithic Kernel"?), this foul document is actually [goatse.cx] a detailed and graphic description of every conceivable degrading perversion known to the human race, as well as a few of the major animal species. It has shocked and disturbed me, to the point of needing to shock and disturb the common man to WARN them of the impending homo-calypse which threatens to engulf our planet.
Doesn't it give you a hard on to imagine your thick strong poker ramming it's way up my most sacred of sphincters? You're beyond help, my friend, as the only thing you can imagine is the foul penetrative violation of another man. Are you sure you're not Eric Raymond? The government, being populated by limp-wristed liberals, could never stem the sickening tide of homosexual [rotten.com] child molesting Linux advocacy. Hell, they've given NAMBLA [50megs.com] free reign for years!
Thank you for your kind words of support. However, this document shall only ever be posted anonymously. This is because the "Open Sauce" movement is a sham, proposing homoerotic cults of hero worshipping in the name of freedom. I speak for the common man. For any man who prefers the warm, enveloping velvet folds of a woman's vagina to the tight puckered ringpiece of a child. These men, being common, decent folk, don't have a say in the political hypocrisy that is Slashdot culture. I am the unknown liberator.
We shouldn't hate them, we should pity them for the misguided fools they are... Fanatical Linux zeal-outs need to be herded into camps for re-education and subsequent rehabilitation into normal heterosexual society. This re-education shall be achieved by forcing them to watch repeats of "Baywatch" until the very mention of Pamela Anderson causes them to fill their pants with healthy heterosexual jism.
Well, it just goes to show that even the holy Linux "sauce code" is riddled with bugs that need fixing. (The irony of Jon Katz not even being able to inflate his scrotum correctly has not been lost on me.) The Linux pervert elite already acknowledge this, with their queer slogan: "Given enough arms, all rectums are shallow." And anyway, the PS2 sucks major cock and isn't worth the money. Intellivision forever!
For one thing, whilst Linux is a cavalcade of queer propaganda masquerading as the future of computing, NT is used by people who think nothing better of encasing their genitals in quick setting plaster then going to see a really dirty porno film, enjoying the restriction enforced onto them. Remember, a wasted arousal is a sin in the eyes of the Catholic church. Clearly, the only god-fearing Christian operating system in existence is CP/M [50megs.com] - The Christian Program Monitor. All computer users should immediately ask their local pastor to install this fine OS onto their systems. It is the only route to salvation.
Secondly, this message is for every man. Computers know no colour. Not only that, but one of the finest websites in the world is maintained by A Black Man [stileproject.com]. Now fuck off you racist donkey felcher.
Although there is nothing unholy about the fine heterosexual act of ejaculating between a woman's breasts, squirting one's load up towards her neck and chin area, it should be noted that PERL (standing for Pansies Entering Rectums Locally) is also close to "Pearl Monocle", "Pearl Nosering", and the ubiquitous "Pearl Enema".
One scary thing about Perl is that it contains hidden homosexual [rotten.com] messages. Take the following code: LWP::Simple - It looks innocuous enough, doesn't it? But look at the line closely. There are two colons next to each other! As Larry "Balls to the" Wall would openly admit in the Perl Documentation [50megs.com], Perl was designed from the ground up to indoctrinate it's programmers into performing unnatural sexual acts - having two colons so closely together is clearly a reference to the perverse sickening act of "colon kissing," whereby two homosexual [rotten.com] queers spread their buttocks wide, pressing their filthy torn sphincters together. They then share small round objects like marbles or golfballs by passing them from one rectum to another using muscle contraction alone. This is also referred to in programming circles as "Parameter Passing".
And PHP stands for Perverted Homosexual Penetration. Didn't you know?
Well, I don't know about terraforming Mars, but I DO know that homosexual [rotten.com] Linux Advocates have been probing Uranus for years.
*sniff* That brings a tear to my eye. Thank you once more for your kind support. I have taken faith in the knowledge that I am doing the Good Lord's work, but it is encouraging to know that I am helping out the common man here.
However, I should be cautious about revealing your name 'Cerebus' on such a filthy den of depravity as Slashdot. It is a well known fact that the 'Kerberos [50megs.com]' documentation from Microsoft is a detailed manual describing, in intimate, exacting detail, how to sexually penetrate a variety of unwilling canine animals; be they domesticated, wild, or mythical. Slashdot posters have taken great pleasure in illegally spreading this documentation far and wide, treating it as an "extension" to the Linux "Sauce Code," for the sake of "interoperability." (The slang term they use for unconsensual intercourse - their favorite kind.)
In fact, sick twisted Linux deviants are known to have LAN parties, (Love of Anal Naughtiness, needless to say.), wherein they entice a stray dog, known as the "Samba Server," into their homes. Up to four of these filth-sodden blasphemers against nature take turns to plunge their erect, throbbing, uncircumcised members, conkers-deep, into the recturm, mouth, and other fleshy orifices of the poor animal. Eventually, the "Samba Server" collapses due to "overload," and needs to be "rebooted." (i.e. Kicked out into the street, and left to fend for itself.) Many Linux users boast about their "uptime" in such situations.
If only indeed. You can help our brave cause by voting this message up as often as possible. I recommend +1 Underrated, as that will protect your precious Karma in Metamoderation. Only then can we break through the glass ceiling of Homosexual [rotten.com] Slashdot Culture. Is it any wonder that the new version of Slashcode has been christened Bender???
IMPORTANT: This message needs to be heard (Not HURD, which is an acronym for Huge Unclean Rectal Dilator) across the whole community, so it has been released into the Public Domain. You know, that licence that we all had before those homoerotic crypto-fascists came out with the GPL (Gay Penetration License, according to geekacronyms.org [50megs.com]) that is no more than an excuse to see who's got the biggest feces-encrusted cock. I would have put this up on Freshmeat [50megs.com], but that name is KNOWN to be a euphemism for the tight rump of a young boy.
Come to think of it, the whole concept of "Source Control" unnerves me, because it sounds a bit like "Sauce Control," which is a description of the homosexual [rotten.com] practice of holding the base of the cock shaft tightly upon the point of ejaculation, thus causing a build up of semenal fluid that is only released upon entry into an incision made into the base of the receiver's scrotum. And "Open Sauce" is the act of ejaculating into another mans face or perhaps a biscuit to be shared later. Obviously, "Closed Sauce" is the only Christian thing to do, as evidenced by the fact that it is what Cathedrals are all about.
Contributors: (although not to the eternal game of "soggy biscuit" that open "sauce" development has become) Anonymous Coward, phee, Anonymous Coward, mighty jebus, double_h, Anonymous Coward, Eimernase, Anonymous Coward, Anonymous Coward, Jon Katz, Anonymous Coward. Further contributions are welcome.
ANUX [50megs.com] - A full Linux distribution... UP YOUR ASS!
Re:Option: A tweaking script? (Score:2)
A search for "genetic algorithm"+"simulated annealing" gives mixed results.
I once wrote a brief description of both for a friend. I'll email it to you.
There are definitely points in the spreadsheet where it stops being a good idea to buy more new machines and instead becomes a better idea to add more RAM to your existing machines. So the GA solution would somehow need to take into account the number and type of machines available at a given time T in order to optimize what should happen at time T+1.
That's all in how you decide to specify the system state vector and evaluate costs.
SA and GA approaches represent "solutions" to the task as long strings of numbers (vectors). How you translate a vector to a real system configuration is up to you; the GA or SA, on the other hand, just needs the vector, and doesn't care how its interpreted.
One approach is to just have two numbers, specifying the number of machines and the RAM per machine. Another approach is to use variable-length vectors and have one (speed,RAM) pair per entry. A myriad of other approaches are possible. You just have to have a black-box function that can evaluate how well the configuration specified by a given vector would perform. Both GA and SA approaches work by perturbing state vectors in various ways, trying to get a system with a better "performance" number. That's all they do.
The re-use of existing equipment can be taken into account when generating the "performance" number. A system that's more expensive could be deemed to "perform" worse (this isn't just compilation speed - it's an arbitrary figure of merit that you define). This would give better "performance" for systems that re-used existing hardware, and would place an upper bound on how much new hardware you could buy while still improving "performance".
This is an interesting idea. Right now this particular model is embedded in a pretty large scalability spreadsheet, but I could probably extract the key variables and formulas. What's less clear to me is how to model this over time under a GA approach.
For any GA or SA-based solution, you only need to come up with two things: a way of representing a system configuration as a vector, and a way of figuring out how "good" the solution represented by a given vector is. Plug these in, and watch it go
Re:Slashdot sucks on my penis (Score:1)
Foot Pleasures (Score:1)
I was still mesmerised by her foot as she moved it about, and my cock was beginning to stiffen. Feeling bolder I asked her why children as young as 10 would be brought to her. Mom reached out and stroked my face with the back of her hand, saying, "Well, parents bring children for lots of reasons, sometimes it's a reward other times they want to punish them in some way." I was becoming more intrigued now, not to mention turned on by my own mother. My thoughts were all over the place, and when she asked if I would like to help in her work. The word "Yes" stumbled out of my dry mouth, it felt as if I had no control over what I was saying. By now eyes were looking upon her face, then she explained that I had to be assessed before I could help in her work. I didn't know what she meant, but I was about to find out.
First she had me kneel before her on the floor, as I carried out her request, she looked into my eyes and said "relax and listen only to my voice, you will remember everything we do and all that I say, do you understand?" I nodded my answer to her then she began to count backwards from ten. Even after she had counted to one I didn't feel any different, and I wasn't sure I was meant to feel anything either. Staring at me, mom instructed me to remove my shorts. This would leave me totally naked as I didn't have anything else on. Unable to object to her request, I stood up and removed my shorts kicking them away as they reached the ground. Mom studied my naked body from head to toe as I stood before her, saying how good I looked. I could feel my face burning with embarrassment as I realised that she could see my hard cock after staring at her feet. Looking back into my eyes she said, "Good, I see you like my feet." I wanted to look away but couldn't, she said, "As you like my feet so much, I want you to get astride my raised foot." I couldn't believe what she was saying to me, I felt compelled to do as she wanted and with burning embarrassment I lowered myself astride her raised foot. My balls were now resting on her toes and my cock was pressed along the top of her smooth foot. She next told me to stop being so shy and start riding her foot. As I thrust my hips backwards and forwards my cock grew even harder and began to pulsate along her foot.
I knew deep down that it was wrong to feel like this with mom, but I couldn't help it she had complete control over my whole being. There was nothing I could do about it. My cock was already leaking pre-come and my balls tingled like mad as I continued to ride her sexy foot. Mom kept saying things like "that's it ride my foot like a good boy" and "relax let yourself go son". It was difficult preventing my climax, but I tried as best I could, knowing that what we were doing was wrong in some way. I had never felt anything like it before, not even when I wanked myself. My head was now swimming with pleasure as I rode mom's foot, then as she flexed her foot up beneath me, my whole body shuddered to an intense climax. It felt is as if fireworks were going off in my head, and my spunk shot up her shin and over her ankle. When I finally came from my peak she let me slide off her foot to a kneeling position at her feet. I was drained and embarrassed at cumming onto my moms foot so hard, yet she just smiled at me and said, "Mmmmm mom's little boy seemed to like that, didn't you." All I could do was nod my head in answer to her. She still hadn't finished with me yet, as she instructed my to lick my cum off her leg and foot. Like some sort of obedient slave I carried out her request without hesitation. This wasn't the first time I had tasted my own cum, but I had never licked it off another person before. Having licked the final remains of my cum, mom patted my head as if I was a dog and said, "I think you are now ready to help me in my work". I looked at her puzzled at first, then she explained that I was to use my feet to punish or please whoever came to visit us with an appointment. That was to include male and female clients of all ages.
Our first appointment arrived the following evening soon after I had got in from school. Mom told me to put some shorts and tee-shirt on then go into her office. When I got there mom was talking to a man aged about 45 who she introduced as Kevin. She explained that he was a naughty boy and needed to be humiliated into seeing the error of his ways. I already knew what she wanted me to do after our chat the previous night, so I sat in a big chair next to mom and told Kevin to kneel before us. He seemed a little confused at seeing me there with my mom, but he didn't hesitate in doing as I had instructed. Something inside me said I was going to enjoy helping mom with her work, and I told Kevin to start by licking the tops of my feet. At first he looked at mom saying, "Please don't let him make me do this," but mom simply told him to shut up and do as I had instructed. Slowly bending his head down to my feet, he started by licking the top of my left foot from the tip of my toes to my ankle then he repeated the process with my other foot. Having such control over a man with my feet was so exciting, and my cock was also starting to come to life under my shorts as me and mom watched him. Satisfied that he had finished licking the tops of my feet, I told him to stand up and remove all his clothes.
I think mom was surprised at how well I was handling this already, and we both looked on as Kevin removed every shred of his clothing. I noticed that my feet had quite an effect on him, his cock had already become hard after licking my feet. Once completely naked I ordered him to kneel before us again, this time I wanted him to suck my toes like they were little cocks. He looked at me not quite believing what I had just told him to do, but he did it anyway without question. Like before he started on my left foot, taking it into his hands and lifting it to his face. Then I watched as he took my big toe into his mouth and gently sucked on it. Mom commented on how well I was doing and that I will make a good living out of all this. I simply agreed with her, and continued to watch Kevin suck each of the toes on my left foot before putting it down and starting on my right foot. "Time to take it a step further," I thought so I moved my left foot between his legs so that it was right under his crotch. And I lifted my foot to play with his balls. He liked that, I got the top of my foot under his balls and massaged that area behind his balls but in front of his asshole I even got my big toe to press against his asshole while I felt up his balls with the top of my foot and ankle. I was enjoying this so much, and he was starting to hump my foot faster and faster, while sucking the toes of my other foot.
It wasn't long before I could feel his cock beginning to throb against my foot, and his eyes had glazed over as he just stared into space. Mom told me it would take much longer before I get to watch him climax, and I knew that she was right about that. I could see his body starting to tense up so I pulled up hard with my foot between his legs, and he shot a big load of cum all over my leg and onto my foot with his body jerking and shaking. After coming from his peak I let him lick my foot clean until no trace of his cum could be seen then we allowed him to dress and leave after settling his bill of course.
Mom asked me later how I had enjoyed helping her. I told her it felt good but left me still aroused. Smiling at me she told me to kneel before her where she proceeded to wank me between the soles of her feet. It felt like heaven having her feet travel up and down the length of my cock, and my balls felt as if they were going to explode. Before I knew it I erupted all over her feet toes and ankles, then I happily licked her feet clean. I couldn't wait to see our next appointment and mom said that I handled that one so well I could see the next one on my own.
I can't wait till next time.
Re:Looks like my systems course really has a use. (Score:1)
Re:use a stats package. (Score:1)
More sick pr0n coming your way! (Score:1)
"Take it, it would be the answer to all ye problems" the man had said.
"How so, my dear old man?" Paul had enquired, flabbergasted that his few pennies he passed to the man actually reaped something in return.
"You'll see, just use it on yourself," the man replied, putting an evil grin across his face.
Paul was in disbelief. Yeah right, this green stuff would be the answer to all my problems. Paul sighed. At 19, he was still a virgin. The number of dates he had gone on can be counted with one hand. He sure ain't having a great time in love, is he?
Sighing again, he put the liquid in his drawer and went to bathroom. He just had to pee. He stood outside the bathroom and waited as he heard the shower in the bathroom running.
"Who's inside? I really have to go!" he shouted.
"Wait your turn, bonehead!" his 15 year old only sister, Jessica, replied.
"I would, but my $@#$!!! Bladder won't!" he said in earnest.
Jessica didn't seem to bother. Standard practice from his sister. Short of dropping dead, his sister could not give so much as a thought to him. His mother was gone till two days more, she was visiting her sick uncle, so he had no one to complain to. (His father was attached in Singapore, and had been for the past few months.)
He turned the knob and much to his surprise, the bathroom was not locked. He decided to try his luck. It would be better being caught in the bathroom with his sister rather than pee OUTSIDE the bathroom, which he was about to do anyway.
He sneaked inside, his first thoughts solely on entertaining his bladder. He then started relieving himself.
"Aaaarrrrgggghhhh! You Pervert!" he heard his sister scream.
He turned towards the see-thru shower compartment that was in the bathroom.
"How dare you come in when I was... was..." his sister said in rage.
"I'm sorry, I just had to." He replied, taking in for the first time the view of his sister in the buff.
That few seconds, he surveyed his sister maturing body for the first time. She had already cross her arms over her breasts, but the tanned breasts, full as they were, were spilling out. He could see the top of her wrinkling aureoles, obviously wrinkled when in touch with the cold water. However, as she covered her breasts with her hands, she had only crossed her legs. Paul took the view down there. He copped an incestuous look at the extremely bushy black pubic hair covering her love-hole. He swelled with pride at the thought that it was his sister. His other "brother" swelled as well, not with pride, but lust.
"What the fuck are you looking at?" his sister hissed.
She turned and faced the wall.
"Just fuck off," she said.
"Look, I'm sorry... I," but his voice trailed off, knowing that she would not be bothered with an explanation anyway.
He walked out and went back to his room to jack off. God knows she would start being in his fantasies now, he thought.
The next day, he awoke and bathed as well as getting dressed. He then took out the bottle, spraying a slight amount on himself. It did seem to have a slight horny effect on him.
Well, here goes nothing, he thought.
He went down to the living room after wearing his attire.
There, he saw his sister on the couch. Apparently, she was skipping school again. God, the liquid was having an effect on him. He noticed her short skirt that flirted around her hips and the fact that she was not wearing a bra, her nipples clearly in need of relief pushing against her tight T-Shirt. God, she looked so fucking hot!
"Sis, I'm goin' now," he said.
She turned around.
"What perfume are you wearing?" she asked inquisitively.
"I donna actually, just some old stuff," he replied.
She stepped in front of him, blocking his path to the door.
She then gave him a deep kiss, tongue to tongue. He felt her inside him. Their bodies melted together. He pulled away from her.
"What was that about?" he asked.
"Come on, I'm just sorry for what happened yesterday, that is all. You liked what you saw yesterday didn't you,? Come on your cock was bulging", she teased. She twirled her hair.
"Don't you like me big brother?" she asked, leaning forward to kiss him again.
He could not resist, not such a hot babe. Their mouths melted together, tongue wrestling with tongue. They parted.
Paul pulled up his sister's T-Shirt, revealing her two ripe apples, there for the picking. He examined her treasures. Her breasts were abundant, topped by wrinkled brown nipples, the size of silver dollars. Her nipples jutted out. Her breasts just looked so wonderful. He lowered his lips to her mounds of flesh, his tongue licking the erected toys of joy. He could be so satisfied just being linked to her milk jugs but his cock was stirring and he just had to find out how tight his sister was.
He slowly released her skirt and saw her pink panties, hiding a girl's greatest secret. He squeezed her panties, and immediately felt her wetness. She on the other hand, had already stripped him of his shorts, allowing his cock the full freedom to reach its full potential of 8 inches.
"Oh, Paul," she sighed.
He pulled down her panties, observing her dark triangle of pubic hair that was very much existent. He pulled himself from kissing her breasts and lowered his tongue, lowering it over her belly button and than into the deepest areas of a woman. He used his tongue to part the slit that was hiding behind the forest of pubic hair, the slit that represented her womanhood. She groaned, pulling him deeper, allowing him access to places no brother was supposed to go or enjoy.
"Oh... Paul... OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
She them came gushing her juices all over his face as he slowly slid his tongue up her body again and found his lips on her neck, making small hickeys.
He then pushed his cock into her love hole, which was extremely tight. He pushed till he felt a little resistance. He then realised his sister was still very much a fresh virgin. He pushed in, not meaning to hurt the girl he so loved, but wanting to be the first to enjoy her fully, to embrace her love and to make hot, passionate love to her. He could see small drops of blood dripping down from her vagina, from being invaded for the first time. He could also see her pink cuntlips enveloping themselves over his cock, protecting it. He felt a sudden connection with his sister.
The resistance in her cunt finally broke. She was no longer a virgin. Her cherry had been taken by her brother!! By now, the two siblings were fucking and frenching like lovers. He went deeper and deeper in her, coupling with his sister in a way no siblings should be together. They rocked together, each thrust by him met by an equally forceful thrust by her.
He pushed in wildly and got connected with her womb. It felt so right being there. Siblings showing each other the meaning of being in love, unconditional love. He felt himself coming to a climax.
"Oh Sis, I'm gonna cum," he said, trying to pull away, not wanting to impregnate her.
However, her legs now enveloping his hips, pushed him back in, to the point of her womb again.
"Cum in me, big brother..." she said huskily.
He could not take it. He thrust his cock in and met her womb, cumming spurt after spurt of incestuous cum into her womb, impregnating her womb with their incestuous child, he was sure. She continued pushing him in with her legs, touching regions of her no man would be able to claim after her own brother's successful mount. She knew right there and then that this would be her most ultimate sex that she would ever have. No man could give her the unconditional love that her brother surely had for her. How could something so right be so wrong?
"Oh... oh... Jessica... sis..." Paul moaned, continuing to eject spurt after spurt of young healthy sperm all chasing after his little sister's eggs.
They kissed each other. Their climax was over. They had done it.
Paul kept his cock lodged in his sister still not believing the scenario he had just got into. Two days ago, he'd think his sister was a goddamn bitch, now, he thought that they had fucked like she was a bitch in heat. Ironic?
"Why Jess... why this sudden errr... emotion?" Paul asked as he continued kissing her neck.
"I dunno Paul, I just took a whiff of your perfume and God, you just seemed so fucking sexy there and then." She said, while responding to his kisses with occasional groans.
Oh fuck, Paul thought, it works!
TWO DAYS LATER
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The bell rang. 5 o'clock! Time to leave, Paul thought. He smiled. His mind was not on the Mathematics lecture going on. His mind ran through the events over the past two days... what happened earlier with his sister.
He smiled again. He had went to bathe after what had happened; apparently to ensure nothing of the same sort happened in school; his record in school was good, he did not want to tarnish it by getting a lecture in premarital sex in the principal office if he got caught.
School was over. He walked out of the school building to his old dilapidated car.
Sigh, some things never change, Paul thought.
As he drove back home, he had thought of the possibilities that lay before him with this perfume: getting fresh with his teacher, or getting revenge with the bitch of the school, Jocelyn, who wouldn't give him a second look otherwise, or getting fresh with the cheerleaders. Whatever it was, he was amazingly realistic considering he has a normal sized teenage sex drive. He knew not to squander too much, too quickly. He had to make sure, just in case, to have some handy later on if he were ever to pass a girl the like of Jennifer Love Hewitt or Sarah Michelle Gellar on the road.
He had reached home. He parked his car in the garage. When he went in, he saw his sister on the couch in the living room watching TV. The Practice must be on, Paul guessed. His sister, Jessica, had been distanced from him ever since the day he took her virginity. Almost as if she regretted what had happened, she had came in the next day to apologise for her behaviour that induced him to make love to his own sister. When he tried to hug her to assure her that he did not mind the incident one bit, she moved away. He decided not to press the matter but was nonetheless feeling guilty for making his own sister act like a slut that fateful day.
"Listen, about that day..." Paul started.
"Oh Paul... Don't speak, I'm really really sorry... I love you, I'd like to, no, love to make love to you again, but I... I can't... it's incest don't you understand?" she said, giving him the puppy eyes.
"But sis, if we liked it so much..." Paul protested.
"Stop... I love you..." she replied, giving him a peck on the cheek and she went back to her room, switching off the TV along the way, locking the door.
Paul sighed. That was another indication that the power of the perfume should not be wasted, that it should only be used when absolutely needed. He loved his sister, and did not want her to be scarred by their love the other day. He loved her too much for her to be scarred.
He went into his room, locking the door and resting on his bed. Was it worth it?, he asked. One night of pleasure for a life of scarring your own sister.' Well, at least his mother, was coming back that night. Finally, something normal back into their lives. Something his sister desperately needed.
He lay there thinking of the day their lives changed. How he tasted the salts on his sister's firm, tight body. How her cunt had enveloped his cock, signalling the union of brother and sister, and how her tight hole had pulled and sucked at every last spurt of sperm that came out of his cock. How they fucked the whole day long, Paul missing school for the err.. Activity at home. How when they were fully spent, she had trouble to get up with her cunt so full of his love that it was oozing out of her love hole, dripping down her thighs.
Before he knew it, he realised his right hand was pistoning up and down his cock to incestuous thoughts of his sister. He came, thinking about how saltish her nipples were, wrinkled as they were during that day of passion. He was asleep.
"Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Paul awoke with a start. Huh?
"Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhh!!!" he heard again, it sounded like his sister!
Paul ran out of his room into his sister's room. He saw his scantily-clad sister, in bra and panties, at the side of the cupboard.
"Huh?" he said, out loud.
"There's a big cockroach in my bed!" his sister shouted, gesturing wildly to the bed.
Paul looked on the bed. There was indeed a cockroach, and a big one at that. He took the nearest thing he could find, a History Textbook (hey, that's as good a use for a History Book that I can think of, so sue me!), and took aim at the small animal.
Wham! The cockroach was still.
"Phew....thanks brother" Jessica said, coming closer to Paul, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He hugged her and she responded. Her kiss had now moved to his mouth and concentrated there. He made his move and moved his hands onto her bra clasp and undid it.
"Paul...?" Jessica said uncertainly.
"Shhhh...I love you, you love me too, don't you?" Paul answered reassuringly.
Her resistance dropped there and then. He didn't smell as he did earlier, but he was right. She loved him far too much, far too much to see him suffering every single day, her being so distant. His pain was evident. She knew part of the reason they made love was not because of his lust, but his genuine love for his sister.
She kissed back hard, releasing his now-rigid cock from the refrains of his shorts. He, on the other hand, after successfully releasing her two bouncing beauties, ripped open her panties. He turned her around, his hands still firmly lodged at her breasts, fingers toying with her swollen nipples. He then positioned his piston at her still-virgin butt hole. He slowly pushed his cock in, feeling the enveloping on his cock even tighter than earlier with the cunt.
"Aaaahhhh..." Jessica moaned, in half-pain, half-pleasure that her brother was corn-holing her. He started to stroke her further, his hands still having a firm grasp on her erect nipples.
He looked down. His cock was by now covered with a coating of shit, which by now, was acting as a perfect lubricant to his fucking. God works in such weird ways! He continued mating her, his thrust met each and every time by a hoarse groan from her and her butt pushing itself against him even further, allowing him deeper and deeper access of her initially virgin shit-hole.
"Oooohhh... sister... ohh... " Paul moaned, coming. His sperm flooded out into her anus, filling her with his seed. The small hole, unable to accommodate such manhood at its initial ass-fucking that globs and globs of sperm were dripping out of her asshole even as he continued to thrust his manhood in.
"Paul... oh Paul..." jets and jets of sperm spurted up her hole. She came too, saying bad words to induce a higher level of fucking from her own brother.
"Oh... fuck me... fuck me you dirty bastard... cum in your sister's shit-hole... OOOOHHHH!!!" she said as she came, wave after wave of orgasm sweeping her petite little body.
The two bodies in an incestuous fucking slumped down on the bed, spent but happy. They hugged each other and kissed. Jessica apologised for being such a prude earlier and that she knew he only loved her and wanted to show it. He responded by putting his finger on her lip, indicating she need not explain anything. Sperm was all over the bed, as her ass-hole was not large enough to accommodate the spurts of sperms he had deposited in his sister.
They went to bathe together, rushing a little to make sure their mother would not suspect anything was amiss when she reached home.
The next morning, Paul awoke with his mother over him, smiling.
"Hello Pumpkin," his mother said, much to his annoyance. He wished she would stop calling him that. He's almost 20 for goodness sake!
However, he noticed that his mom, bent over him, was showing a lot of cleavage of her enormous tits. He got a hard-on instantly. His mother, realising where her son's incestuous stare was on, promptly stood up.
"Don't worry, in the teenage years, you'd wanna fuck anyone given a chance." She said and ruffled his hair.
He sat up. He thought of his mother. For all of her 38 years, she wasn't such an ugly looking lady, he thought. He smiled. Looks like the previous days' activities were having an effect on him. He had never thought of him mother even vaguely sexually before then.
He went down to eat breakfast that his mother had prepared. It was Saturday, so he could sleep in. His sister was already out, being extremely active in school activities. It was also, he knew, house -cleaning period for his mom. She always snooped around the house, finding things pack and arrange on this day.
He sat in front of the tube and watched television. The Simpsons was on. He then heard his mother ruffling through his things in his room (just beside the living room). Not again! If there was one thing Paul hated about his mom, it is the fact that she liked to snoop around.
He groaned, getting up to go to his room to ensure that his Playboys and Penthouses are kept under lock and key. When he reached his room, he saw his mother at his dresser holding up the bottle of green perfume.
"This looks nasty... wonder how it smells?" she said, spraying a small portion onto her left wrist.
"No! Mom!!" Paul said hastily, grabbing the bottle from her hands, not wanting to waste the small amount that was already left.
His mother inhaled deeply and took in the smell of the perfume. She continued doing so.
"Mom, are you okay?" Paul asked, obviously wondering the effect it would have on his mother.
"Paul?" she asked, slightly dazed, as if drunk.
"Mom, I'm here," he replied.
"Paul... what was that perfume... it smells so heavenly... so hot..." his mom said, as she started to unbutton her blouse.
"MMMMmmmmm..." she moaned.
Oh shit, Paul thought, as he looked at his hot mom. He had never thought of his mom sexually before that day but she sure was hot. He thought about the times he sucked on his mother's breasts when he was young. Not that he remembered it, but the sheer thought of sucking milk from this hot body was already making him horny. His cock started to rise, as more and more of his mother's forbidden cleavage was revealed.
He knew his mother was a real prude who always wore a bra, even at home and he was very sure that his father was the only one who was allowed to enjoy her. Even then, it was not by dating that he got to know her, but by an arranged marriage. Yet here is this lady, shedding every last bit of decency, to her son nonetheless, and not giving a damn.
"Mom, are you really sure about this?" he asked her. Although his cock was saying yes, he was scared that his mother, after this incident would go into a recluse and not speak to him, like how his sister initially was. He couldn't afford to lose his mother, even if it is for this one night of passion. He loved her far too much. By this time, she had already slipped off her blouse, revealing a slightly sagging cleavage with two milky mounds covered by a white bra.
"Paul, don't you want your mother... I saw the way you looked down my blouse in the morning... you liked what you saw don't you... "she said as she closed on him.
By now, he was beyond reason. Here was probably the most inaccessible fuck-toy he was ever going to get and she was presenting him to fuck her brains out, and here he was protesting. He moved towards his mother.
"Oh mom... I love you..."
"I love you too Paul..."
Paul moved towards his mother. He kissed her full on her lips, his tongue wrestling with hers. He leaned her onto the bed. His mouth slowly went down her body, down her white neck, into her armpits, slowly down her deep cleavage. He stood up above her. He then slowly pushed his hands under her to her bra clasp, which snapped open easily. He slowly pulled her bra out while kissing her.
He finally scrutinized the two globes of flesh on her chest when the bra was gone. They were sagging, but only just. Her nipples were obscenely sticking out and wrinkled, sort of like large prunes and her breasts looked like milk jugs, they were that beautiful and symbolic to him. Her aureole was by then also wrinkled. His mom pulled him towards her chest.
"Come back where you belong son..." she said.
Paul appreciatively locked his mouth on a nipple, where he was so lovingly sucking on many years ago. Now, it is back to nature. He bit on the fleshy nipple, licking it as well to its now swollen state. He alternated between nipples, allowing them fresh air in between his licks. By then, Paul was already bottomless, with only his T-Shirt on, his boner allowing to be viewed.
"Oh Paul..." his mom moaned.
Paul took the next step, slowly releasing her skirt. As her skirt slid down, he was shocked. She wasn't wearing any panties! He knew that she would never be caught without a bra, but he did not know she was such a slut that she did not wear panties! Of course, he had not known as he was not checking earlier: he knew his mother even in a slightly sexual way only that morning. He observed her dark triangle below. He looked at the patch of pubic hair, which was already wet with excitement.
"Paul, I need you in me."
Paul decided to tease his mom. He slowly slid below, his tongue moving along her groove, over her clit, when she screamed out in pleasure.
"Oh... Paul... OOooooOOOoHHhHHhH!!!!" she shouted, as she came, her juices mixing in her cunt, and he sucking it out.
He moved along her two folds of skin, peeling them of any secrecy with his tongue, which was by now playing with the pink flesh below, exciting her beyond points of ecstasy she had ever reached.
His mouth slowly moved back up to her breasts, teasing her nipples once again. He positioned his cock over her cunt lips, and slowly grooved his cock into his point of origin many years ago. Her cunt was extremely loose, he thought, considering she had never had sex since his father died so long ago.
He hugged her and continued kissing her breasts. Hs started thrusting, and she started returning each thrust with a corresponding groan and thrust herself, allowing his cock to access her womb, his true point of origin. He continued kissing her, pumping his cock into her with renewed vigour. Unlike his sister, who he did not want to knock up, he DID want to make his mother pregnant. He wanted to present his mother a gift of their love, a baby. The thought interested him very much. He continued thrusting.
"Paul... aahahh... I have a confession to make..."
"When... your... father... aaahhh... died... ooohhhh... I was fucking every single guy in town... aahhhh... I was just sooo... aaahhh... horny... I just had to... the past two days... I was not visiting my sick uncle... but ahahhh... was prostituting myself outside town... how do you... aahhh... think we could get...so much money spending money... it's true... and the more I... aaahhh did it... the more better the sex was... I was pimping myself free to many guys... because sex was just so... so... good... aaahhh," his mom said.
Paul, rather than being angry, continued fucking her even more actively, with the knowledge that his mother was just a fucking slut and a piece of meat. Who he loved, nonetheless. The fact that she pimped herself to guys, even if she enjoyed them, only goes to show how much she was willing to sacrifice for them. But he realised it was probably true. They had been living a good life till now, even though father rarely sent back any money from Singapore, and mother was always out, visiting someone or other, or so she said, when actually she was acting like a whore with some other guys.
He continued thrusting into the loose cunt, which he know realised was due to excessive fucking.
"Fuck you bitch," he said, in between his lingering slobs on her breasts, where he milked every single part of skin.
"I'm... oh... mom... I'm cumming..." he said, pushing in further, accessing parts of her no son have any right to access.
"Mom... oh... mom..." he said as he came.
Wave after wave of cock juice spurted into her as his cock was in direct connection with her womb, all the virile sperm making its way to the very fertile eggs in her womb. No doubt, she was well and truly knocked up. Her cunt squeezed his cock and as loose as it is, still did a good job in extracting every last drop of sperm. She came, pulling him in further, wanting him to impregnate her....
"Come on Paul... make mummy a baby so both of you can share my breasts..."she said huskily into his ears. Globs and Globs of sperm continued to leave his cock for her womb, renewed vigour coming from his new found lust in his mum's desire for a child. He felt his cock's connection with her womb, his point of conceiving, the place he spent nine months nestled in, his mother womb was now protecting him again. Not him as a whole but his sperm-filled cock.
Still spurt after spurt of fertile sperm came out of his young cock into his whore of a mother, so much so that sperm was literally dripping out of her cunt despite their incestuous coupling leaving no hole in her cunt. Her cunt continued its pull on her son's cock, apparently, the best sex of her life, he was even better than her husband. She had to fuck strangers to get satisfied when her boy was all that was needed. She came, her cunt tightening up even more on her child.
"Oh... Paul... OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" she cried in ecstacy, thrusting her cunt so that it could grind with his cock.
The two spent lovers lay on the bed, fully satisfied. They had just been in a union society had forbidden them to be in: yet all the same, it felt so nice and correct. He slid his cock further in and fell asleep nursing his mother's tits. Just like when he was younger. A return to nature no one should be denied.
Footnote: Both sister and mother continue fucking their brother. They would give birth to two healthy babies on nine months after the incident.
THE END
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PS: MY VIEWS:
I know this is not an "educational" piece but I feel that I need to justify my feeling for incest. I feel that it is OK for family to commit incest, but only if all parties are willing. Even Adam's children did it, so obviously they felt the same type of love as Paul did above. Incest is committed in almost all animals and researchers also admit mothers and sons share a sort of sexual experience while breast feeding and that Oepidus complex is very common in most people's lives. I love my sisters and mother more than I would ever be allowed to show and I think that it is very sad. A loving family is one that FULLY accepts each other... not to short-change each other when it comes to sex. Society is wrong, INCEST IS BEST. Hopefully, society would change its feelings soon....
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Note: These are purely my personal views and not the views of others. I would also never "do it" to my family members as they do not share my point of view and society would view all of us at outcasts even if we did, which I repeat, WE DON'T! Again, I wish to stress this is a fantasy that will never be acted out. If you feel like acting it out, seek HELP IMMEDIATELY. Do not spoil the lives of your loved ones esp. if they do not accept such views. In fact, even if they allow these views, IT'S AGAINST THE LAW!!!!. If you do not listen, I claim my disclaimer, DO NOT DESTROY THE LIVES OF OTHERS THAT MAY LOVE YOU....
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Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.
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Donna hurried for, within two hours, Melissa would come over and together they would begin preparations for their evening meal. Donna blushed at the thought as she went into the bathroom and started the bath water. At 31, Donna was still a very beautiful woman, full rounded breasts tipped with ever-erect nipples, a narrow waist and a flat tummy, luscious hips that pushed back into a beautiful bottom, all firm and well rounded. In the front, between her thighs, a tight lipped pussy that always seemed to be wet. Donna ran her fingers across and around it, realizing she would need to shave it again before Melissa got there. She took out her razor and began soaping her mons and on down along the sides of her pussy. It took only a few minutes to shave her crotch and she didn't nick herself doing it. Putting the razor and cream back in the vanity, she hurriedly dumped a perfumed powder into the bath water before settling into its luxurious warmth. She just reclined a few minutes, letting the warmth take away all her day's weariness. She thought of Melissa again and hurriedly picked up the bar of soap and began lathering her body. And as a thousand times before, when she got to her pussy, she built a raging fire within. Why did it happen to her this way? Laying the bar of soap aside, she picked up the nozzle of her spray and began to rinse her body, standing knee deep in water. Pulling the plug in the tub, she began toweling herself, again paying especial attention to that magical spot between her legs.
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Then, leaving the bathroom, Donna went into her bedroom and took out a bra and panties, a light pink pair. She wondered if Melissa would be wearing any underwear tonight as she hooked her bra in place, cupping her breasts in its prison. Then, pulling on her pink pair of panties, she turned to the mirror. First she began piling her hair in a loose fashion, for she would attend to it later, before Melissa arrived. Selecting a vivid fuchsia dressing down, she modeled it before the mirror, pulling and tugging at it in various places before she was completely satisfied with the lay of it.
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Then she sat at the mirrored vanity in the bedroom and began the long arduous chore of putting her make-up on and styling her hair. She selected a deep red for a lipstick to match her evening gown. She went through a full forty-five minutes in this make-up, to make everything perfect before she started her final touch, applying a spray to her raven hair. She stood up and reached for her perfume bottle and quickly pulled her dress up and pulled her panties down to her knees and applied a light touch to each lip as well as to her mons. Then, bending over, she touched her anus twice with the spray, then ran her fingers across the sprayed area to diffuse the fragrance. Pulling up her panties, she let her dress fall and twirled before the mirror. Perfect, she thought, but I hope Melissa likes it.
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She went into the living room, peeking out of the front blinds. Then she went into the kitchen and broke ice to chill a bottle of White Zinfandel and put them together in the cooler. She twirled the bottle back and forth a few times when she heard a car door slam in her driveway. She again hurried into the front room, checking her make-up in a hall mirror before rushing to the front door. The doorbell rang just as she was entering the front room and she lithely crossed the room and opened the door.
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There stood Melissa, a 22 year old beauty, a platinum blond. Standing to the side, Donna's eyes devoured this young blond coming in, wearing a dressing gown, a coral gown that matched her lipstick.
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"Oooh sweetheart, that gown is divine on you. Where did you get it?"
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"I ordered it just for you, I knew you'd like it," and the two of them went into a kiss, a long french kiss with their tongues attacking each other's.
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"What were you planing for supper, sweetheart?" Melissa smiled warmly.
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Donna flushed a bright red, "I was planning on lobster for you, and a light salad."
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"Sounds wonderful, shall we start? I'm famished," Melissa took Donna's hand and they again went into a kiss. Then, breaking apart, they started for the kitchen where both Donna and Melissa began preparing the meal together. During the preparations of the meal, both went again into a kiss only this time Donna felt Melissa's breasts beneath the gown several times, trying to see if Melissa was wearing any underwear.
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"Hungry?" Melissa smiled at Donna.
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Again Donna colored but nodded her head yes.
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"I think our supper is about done. I have spent a lot of time preparing your half of the meal, it has been baking for hours."
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Again Donna colored but she didn't take her eyes off this lovely creature, and she cupped Melissa's butt in her hands. "I know you've been preparing my meal for hours. I can hardly wait."
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When she had first broached Melissa about her dream, Melissa had fooled her, agreeing to it rather easily, although she did ask several embarrassing questions about it. Donna had done her best to answer straight forward, blushing nearly the whole time they discussed it, and that talk had lasted a good half hour before a date was set up for this dinner. And now it was almost upon them and Donna was about to live out this dirty, filthy dream of hers. Just the thought of it sent shivers up and down her spine.
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Donna moved the wine cooler into the dining room and set out plates for the two of them. She then set out two champagne glasses and laid out silverware, sterling silver for such an exciting occasion. Going back into the kitchen, Melissa was putting on an apron in preparation of taking the lobster out of the pot. Then, taking the lobster out of the pot, she carried it on a tray into the dining room where Donna was pouring Melissa's White Zinfandel into the glass beside her plate. Melissa sat down at her plate and waited for Donna to take her seat.
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Once Donna had seated herself, looking across the table at Melissa, they remained in this position for several moments until Melissa took the lobster off the tray and placed it on her plate. Then she added a blue cheese dressing to her salad and took a small sip of her wine. Her eyes raised to Donna then and their eyes remained locked for several more moments until Melissa pushed back her chair and stood up, again looking across the table at her love. Then slowly, Melissa stood up in the chair and stepped up on the lace table-cloth and stepped across right in front of Donna. Melissa jutted her hips forward and began to slowly, teasingly raise her gown. At once Donna realized she had been right, Melissa had not been wearing any underwear, just a regular pair of nylon hose, attached to a garter belt.
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Donna picked up her champagne glass and raised it, placing its lip right against Melissa's pussy lips. Melissa pushed the glass into a different position. "My aim is not to good," she said and she began pissing into Donna's glass. Their eyes remained locked for only the briefest of moments and Melissa looked down at her piss splashing into the glass. When she had filled the glass approximately three-quarters of the way, she stopped urinating and Donna took the glass down and took a sip of the warm, salty liquid.
Once Donna had set the glass down, Melissa slowly turned her back and squatted down right over Donna's plate, the cheeks of her ass widely spread, her asshole plainly in Donna's view. After a few more moments, Melissa started grunting and her asshole began to dilate, bigger and bigger. Donna was amazed at the size of the young woman's asshole and couldn't tear her eyes away. When it had spread out approximately an inch and a half, Donna caught the sight of a brown log slowly oozing out of the overly-extended orifice. A nearly silent fart escaped, the pungent odor assailing Donna's nostrils, in a wave of what was coming. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young blond was shitting on Donna's plate!
Donna was mesmerized by this filthy spectacle. As more and more slid out, it slid out faster until it fell in a lump on her plate. Slightly curved, it lay moistly on Donna's plate in one piece, approximately eight inches long and an inch and a half in thickness.
Melissa looked back at Donna and Donna colored. Melissa stood up, stepped across the table and stepped down on the chair and then the floor. Turning to face the table, Melissa sat down again and pulled the chair up to the table, all the while gazing warmly at Donna across the table who was alternating her stare from the log of filth in her plate to Melissa's face.
Melissa picked up her knife and fork, "Darling, you'd better get to eating. I'm sure that turd is not as warm as my lobster meat."
Donna blushed but picked up her knife and fork and set the tines of the fork into the firmer end of the turd and began using her knife to slice about an inch off of this dirty, dirty left-over food. Naturally, it sliced through easily and, laying the knife down, Donna started the nasty food towards her mouth, but stopped when about halfway to her mouth to look up at Melissa. Melissa was watching her as she chewed her own lobster meat. Donna then raised the shit to her mouth, opened her mouth and slipped the mouthful into her mouth, closing her lips and pulling the fork out. For several seconds, Donna just held it in her mouth before she began to chew. Melissa was watching her chew, once, twice, three times before she stopped, her taste buds rebelling against this strange taste. Donna started chewing again, pushing the mouthful of shit all around in her mouth with her tongue. When she had chewed it eight times, it was completely dissolved and she swished it around once in her mouth before swallowing. Again picking up her knife and fork, she sliced off another piece and put it quickly into her mouth and began chewing. She looked across at Melissa, who had a warm smile on her face, which made Donna flush right down to her toes. She only chewed this bite seven times before it to turned into a warm brown slime. Once Donna swallowed this filthy mess, a brown trickle started at the corner of her mouth and she picked up her napkin to wipe it away. Once she wiped the scum away, she looked at it and Melissa said, "It looks like my toilet paper."
Again Donna sliced off another piece, now much softer, and popped it into her mouth and began chewing. Melissa noticed Donna's eyes starting to glaze over as she chewed, getting more and more glazed with heat until Donna's face clinched up as if in pain, her teeth gritting together and she began to moan. Her whole body quivered in excited lust for several seconds before she slowly regained her composure and swallowed the vile lump in her mouth and wiped her mouth.
"Did you just have an orgasm?" Melissa asked, unbelieving.
"Yes," Donna rasped.
"You must like that nasty taste of my shit," Melissa smiled.
"I can't believe I just had an orgasm eating your shit! I love the taste of your shit, darling."
"Keep eating, you've only eaten about half of it," Melissa pointed at her shit.
Again Donna sliced off a yet softer piece and popped it into her mouth and began chewing, although it would have melted in her mouth in no time. She ate the complete turd in 20 minutes and she had to wipe her mouth several times.
"Are you ready for dessert now?" Melissa asked.
"Yes, what did you plan?"
"How about a scoop of ice cream? And I can give you some nice chocolate syrup for it. Would you like that?" Melissa grinned and pushed back her chair and went out into the kitchen to find a scoop and a box of ice cream in the deep freeze. Bringing the ice cream back with bowls, she placed one scoop in each bowl before climbing back up on the table. She squatted down over Donna's bowl and began to poop out a thick slimy goo, coating Donna's ice cream. Once the scoop of ice cream was coated, Melissa got down off the table.
Donna picked up her spoon, her eyes riveted to her dessert and again, slowly she lowered her spoon and took out a spoonful of this filthy mess. Putting it in her mouth, she just rotated it around in her mouth until it dissolved and she swallowed. She scooped out the shit-flavored ice cream in bite after bite as her eyes locked on Melissa's. Finally, Donna finished her dirty dessert. Picking up her glass, she drained Melissa's piss down her throat, washing the brown scum away.
"How about some coffee now? We can take it in the front room," Melissa stood.
Donna stood and picked up her coffee urn and together they went into the front room. Turning the lights out, Donna began lighting two candles on the coffee table and then poured the two cups of coffee.
Raising, Melissa moved Donna's cup over to the side of the table and squatted over the cup, dumping about five tablespoons of poop into Donna's cup. Then, walking around the table, she took up her own cup.
Donna picked up the cup and sipped this steaming, polluted liquid, facing Melissa.
"Oh, this tastes dreamy," Donna exclaimed and took another sip. The two ladies sipped the remainder of their coffee until Donna asked, "May I lick and suck your asshole now?"
"You want more?" Melissa asked, disbelieving. "You know what will happen if you suck too hard."
"You have more?" Donna asked, the excitement evident in her voice.
"I saved it up just for this occasion," Melissa admitted. "I think I now know a great deal about you. You are a submissive slut, aren't you?"
"Yes," Donna admitted.
"Get down on your knees and beg me for the rest of my shit," Melissa pointed at the floor.
Donna searched Melissa's face, wondering how she had ever gotten into such a degrading position with this young blond, and then she slid off the couch and went to her knees. "Please, Melissa darling, may I have more of your shit."
"I think you'd better call me Mistress now, now that I know what a shit-pig you are, and you'd better do a lot better job of begging me or I'll not let you have any."
"Please, Mistress Melissa, I'm begging you. May I have more of your shit? Please, please. I want it very bad, more than you'll ever know. Please Mistress darling, allow me that great honor to eat more of your shit!" "That's much better," Melissa laid out on the couch, face down, hiking her gown up over her waist. "For that good job of begging, I will allow you to worship my delicate shit-hole with your lips and tongue. But lick it clean first and then I'll allow you to suck poop right out of my shit-hole."
At once, Donna parted Melissa's buttocks and whispered 'thank you' to Melissa as she found her anal pucker with her tongue and began licking at it, reveling in it's vile, bitter taste. She licked at it for fifteen minutes until, "Mistress, I've licked your asshole clean. May I suck it now?"
"You may suck it now but don't be surprised if you get a couple of big mouthfuls of shit. As I explained to you earlier, I saved it up."
Donna lowered her mouth to the anal pucker and closed her lips around the hole, making a tight suction and she began to suck real hard. Before long she felt Melissa's asshole start to open and felt and tasted the tube of soft shit pass between her lips. Once she got her mouth filled, she broke the suction loose and began chewing the vile soft slime and swallowed it almost immediately and replaced her mouth back on Melissa's asshole and began sucking again. She sucked out two more lumps of the brown slime, eating it before she was able to suck out any more and began licking the darling asshole again.
She licked another ten minutes before Melissa pushed her aside, "You think I'm made of shit?
Donna started to get up but Melissa stopped her, "Repeat after me... I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit."
"I am a low, filthy slut who loves to eat shit," Donna repeated.
"That you will eat my shit any time I come over here."
"I will eat your shit any time you come over here," Donna repeated.
"That should do it, except for one thing. Stay right there on your knees. Don't move," and Melissa started for the kitchen. She returned with Donna's shit-stained paper napkin.
"Here, eat this dirty napkin," Melissa started stuffing it into Donna's mouth. Once it was all stuffed in her mouth, Donna closed her mouth and began chewing the napkin, coated with many slimy steaks and trails. She swallowed heavily several times to get it all down, her eyes never leaving Melissa's.
That started a new and exciting affair for Donna, at times very difficult for her, but for her new Mistress, Melissa, she would do anything, and... she proved it in the days that followed.
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