I certainly liked the packaging.

I had ordered a mail order bride online. I was tired of the whole dating scene and thought to myself, that it was time to tie the knot, to finally find a wife and I had found the easiest way to do it, was to do it through mail order bride scheme.

3 days after ordering her, she arrived to my house. I was happy with the packaging – that is, the clothes that she was wearing. I didn’t know whether she picked it or the agency did.

I had bought an English – Afrikaans dictionary, that’s the language they speak in South Africa.

I said to her: “wys my jou onderklere” which means something along the lines of, show me your panties. She did it!

She had a cute butt, I had to give her that.

I felt a certain degree of control over her. I felt I could give her an order, more or less, and she would follow it. I had paid for her through the agency and after that, she was flown to my city. In a way, you could say that I had purchased her, although, of course, this was different, in that she was quite voluntarily part of the mail order bride program in South Africa. I had made absolutely sure of that.

But still, I decided to continue commanding her for a bit, see where it would lead. “Duster” I said, which is Afrikaans for ‘undress’. I kept it short and simple – and she seemed to understand it.

After she had pulled her dress over her head, I looked in a drawer for a camera.

Finding the camera only took a couple of seconds, but when I looked up, I saw that she was undressing completely. I had actually just meant for her to take her dress off, so I could see her body, but this was absolutely fine too,

I took a few pictures and then smiled and nodded at her.

I asked her to sit down, but she just looked at me funny. Kind of weird. Then I remembered, I had to say everything in Afrikaans – what was I thinking, that she learnt English that quickly?

“Plaas jou gat op die bank” I read out. That should do the trick. Sure enough she sat down – but not only that, she spread her legs. But not only that, she even spread her pussy, right there in front of me. What was she on about?

I snapped a picture and then looked at it on the screen. What was that … I zoomed in. Then I decided I better go to the source. I went up to her and looked directly into her pussy. The hymen! She was a virgin!

Very good! They had mentioned that at the agency but I had forgotten all about it – I also remember not really believing it. After all, she is 18 years old so it should be pretty likely that she had had opportunities for sex.

All of this undressing, taking pictures, staring at pussy had made me horny. My pants were not keeping my cock in my pants any longer. I let me pants fall to the ground and stepped out of them and quickly pulled my shirt off, now standing in front of her with my erect cock staring right into her pussy.

I grabbed the lube, put a little on her pussy and my cock and then started pressing. She was giving a muffled exclamation of a little pain, but not to a level where I was annoyed by it.

POP

I almost heard it, but certainly felt it. The hymen was broken. She was penetrated. I pushed my cock further into her, as far as I could – when it wouldn’t move any further, I pulled it out a little again and then pushed again, this time going a little further. I continued like this – god it felt good.

I could feel a familiar feeling rush through my body and out the end of my cock. That was the orgasm, as well as the physical feeling of semen leaving my penis. I hadn’t pulled out – I had just cum in her, less than a minute after penetrating her and literally less than half an hour after she had arrived to me house.

I stood up and observed as cum started oozing from her pussy.

Was that a good fuck? Hell yeah!

But there was one problem. We were not married yet. She had let me fuck her although we were not even married. By some standards, that would mean she was a whore.

What is this – have they sent me a whore, when I ordered a mail order bride!? Well, of course there was no way of proving that, especially since she was a virgin, so I thought of something else. I had in a way purchased her over the internet – and I reminded myself of the law that every commodity bought over the internet can be returned within 2 weeks of the purchase. International law.

I put her on a flight back that same afternoon and called the credit card company to return the money. After that was done, I called the mail order bride company and explained:

“I have sent the prospect bride back and taken my money back – but if you wish, I will be willing to receive a replacement for her in a couple of days … ?”

Hi, my name's Sean and I thought I'd write and tell you about the young girl I was lucky enough to fuck a month or so back. The sister of one of my mates, Dinara was celebrating her 18th birthday along with her twin brother, and me and a few others had been invited by their older brother Kevin to make up the numbers. At first I wasn't too keen on going, especially as I thought it would be full of kids, but after being introduced to Dinara a few minutes after arriving, I decided I was going to give her an extra special birthday present.

Dinara looked fucking gorgeous in a short, tight fitting skirt and skimpy T-shirt. She had the sweetest pair of lovely big tits and a firm round arse that wiggled slightly when she walked. Sidling up to her a bit later, I pissed Kevin off by asking Dinara if she wanted to dance. He must have known what I was up to and I expected any second to have my nose broken for trying it on with his kid sister but, thanks to the attentions of an older woman, Kevin had his hands too full to keep too close an eye on me. Anyway, I got Dinara dancing, hoping that she wasn't quite as sweet as she looked, and pulled her close to me for a slow number. She felt gorgeous, all firm flesh and smooth young skin.

I was just wondering how I could get her alone when she looked up at me and asked if I fancied a fuck. I was so fucking shocked I nearly fainted. The heady combination of lust and shock had me light headed for ages and she must have thought I didn't fancy her. So, rather than try to speak straight away, I pulled her closer and let her feel my hard-on for her self. Smiling very naughtily, she told me to give her five minutes before following her upstairs. God knows how I kept my erection hidden from the other guests, in particular Kevin, but I did and sprinted up the stairs two at a time.

I found Dinara behind the only closed door, sitting on her bed in just her T-shirt, pink panties and short pink socks. When she saw me walk in she grinned and slipped her panties off, giving me a lovely eyeful of her young shaved pussy. Her beautiful pink gash glistened in the shadowy light as if she was already soaking wet. I couldn't wait to taste that teenage nectar. Going straight over to her, I got down on my knees and pulled her towards my eager mouth. Burying my face in her honeyed cunt, I lapped at her juicy slit before sticking my tongue up her tight little twat. Dinara moaned with pleasure and shoved my head harder against her pussy and I took this as my cue to really go for it.

"It was lucky she was so wet because her hole was tight to begin with and I'd have had a job getting my cock inside her if she hadn't already been juiced up."

A couple of minutes of tongue lashing and she was coming, her cunt cream gushing into my mouth and sliding over my tongue. Even before she'd finished coming, I pushed her back onto the bed and lifted her legs up and back over her head revealing to my hungry eyes her beautiful arse and plump young twat. It was an incredible sight. Running my fingers back and forth over her oily slit, making her shudder some more, I stuck a couple of fingers straight up her cunt before sliding them back out again and slipping one greasy digit into her anus. She was fucking tight I was tempted to shove my dick into her dark tunnel. Knowing it would take ages to prime her, however, and not having a death wish, I decided to fuck her cunt, just in case Kevin was already looking for us. Although, judging by the noise coming from downstairs, the party was still in full swing.

Unzipping my pants quickly, I eased them over my raging cock and aimed the head at Dinara's welcoming cunt. Puling her hips up to meet it, I slid my dick into her slot. It was lucky she was so wet because her hole was tight to begin with and I'd have had a job getting my cock inside her if she hadn't already been juiced up. To my surprise she came again almost as soon as my dick penetrated her tight little cunt and the feel of her intimate muscles clamping around my dick brought me off a lot sooner than I would have liked. Biting back an almighty groan, I emptied my balls deep in her womb. Dinara dug her nails into my shoulders as I shot wad after wad of spunk into her young body. Even before I'd finished coming, she was sliding out from underneath me and dropping to her knees. Parting her lovely sweet lips, she took my shrinking knob in her mouth and sucked my balls dry, swallowing the dregs of my spunk greedily.

As you can imagine, it was such a fucking turn on that my cock grew hard again almost as soon as Dinara slid it between her lips, and the more she sucked, the harder and bigger it got. Murmuring her pleasure, she continued to suck and lap at my engorged dick until I was ready to shoot again. This time she copped the lot, swallowing all my filthy spunk with difficulty. For an encore the dirty little slut opened her mouth wide so that I could see strings of jizz on her tongue, then, as if that wasn't fantastic enough, she closed her mouth and let some of it dribble from the corners down her chin before grinning and licking it all off.

I haven't had a chance to see Dinara since the party but I found out she has done a couple of hot porn videos and I can't wait to see them. I just hope and pray Kevin never finds out that I gave his sister her first good fucking on her 18th birthday!

Home Gym

She had not worked out in over nine months. For all those months, she had passed up exercising her body. Still she was in decent shape. Okay maybe fair shape for a 25 year old, but time would tell if she could keep up the lowly body. She was not thin, that was for sure. Her hair was short and she liked it that way. Although stylish, she still carried a nice set of curves around her hips, which needed tending to all the time. Why, she was not sure, but they did. She had had affairs with a couple older guys, but made amends with her new husband, afterward. Now divorced and single she needed something, anything, and the guy although older looked to be a fine choice to hit on, if he was into her game.

“Can you show me how this works, sir?” she asked.

He looked at her. Her tits were already “out.” He offered the “You don’t know how it works mam” look. That is the look he had on his face. She knew the expression. “I don’t do that part.” She read it all over his face. “I only deliver the stuff. I mean that’s all I do.” She knew it; nevertheless, she also knew he would in time, given her dramatically odd situation, break down. He would take off his shirt. She knew he would. He would undress a little, for her own secretive pleasures, and give the young pretty woman a few tips how it worked as far as he knew. Knowing, just like her, he had those same mounting hormones and she’d get to see him breathe deeply as he slowly filled his lungs with all that air which there’d be a slow and gradual chance to breathe and grow and foster all those new chances once again so she could have his man’s cock inside her. Yes, that is what she was after, what she was thinking and soon, yes soon enough, she would have his shirt off sweating and wanting more sex with her then he could ever dream of having.

It was only a matter of time and she knew this.

Before he knew it, he saw what he never expected. She showed him. He could not believe it either. He stood there ready… ready to take off his shirt, but she undid her top for him. She could not believe she had, but she did. Do you like them, my nice boobs, she felt like asking, but she did not. She did not even know his age, but she did not have to. He looked at her. She looked at him. Finally, she asked anyway. She had to know.

“34 if you have to know.” His eyes of course focused on her large tits he went on to add, “That’s how old I am currently.” He told her. “Wow mam, I mean” and he shook his head “I don’t know why you did that, but if you want me to…well you know…sex you up” and he didn’t even look at his watch or a wall clock “well I want to but” but she knew. He had other work to do. He had to get back to work. He had the company truck. In addition, he asked a dumb question. “But what will your husband say?” His eyes were locked on both of the large white bulges. Big, round as ever, and blustery, her tits were all but verbally inviting him to touch both. She smiled. She even winked feeling she had to do that too. So she did. She almost…almost stepped closer, but for the moment, she did not. She felt the pain grow within her, between her legs. She wanted him. She wanted this guy. She did not care if he was single, married, or even gay at that point. Pain was arising within her and she needed this young man’s flesh on her. She felt it, everywhere. She was able touch it all over her body. Was she a slut? She never thought she was. She simply liked men’s cocks. She always had. And who didn’t? Was his one of the better ones?

Then, from out of nowhere, she asked him if he liked her tits. Most guys do, she told him and, and so she said it anyway.

“I can tell you do too” he heard her say.

He did not mean to do it. It just happened. He nodded, his eyes traversing across both her tits. Her hands had just outlined them both and after outlining her breasts they eased lower and lower across her belly. Down a little and then down further her hands going, slipping all the way around her until they rolled right over her wide fattened hips. He watched. He could not believe this. He was watching and watching and… And ohhhhhhh he felt her body he felt his body’s heat rising and glowing and torturing him. He had no idea why he felt what he was feeling. He wasn’t attracted to her, not to this type of woman, was he? Nevertheless, he began noticing the hips, noticing her legs, and wow, man he thought he heard him say to himself… Nice hips…yeah really nice hips he had said.

“Care to see my ass too?” she asked with a wink.

For whatever reason, his head nodded as his eyes grew bigger. She pulled it tight, her dress that is, and once she did, he saw a very well-formed set of curves rounding around her ass. He could not believe any of this was happening. His eyes did not do anything. He did not wink nor did they blink. He did not believe how well shaped the ass turned out once she pulled her dress tightly around her ass. The slightly older man was more then impressed by her overall looks and she saw it in him. She giggled, suitably. When she did, he felt it too. When she giggled all 25 years of her knew what was going to happen, soon.

“Is this how I should be doing it?” she asked.

She laid back on it for him to watch. Stretching further and further back her body moved like a crane in its natural habitat. Her tits propelled upward and almost through her top pushing up and into the sky. The young woman, she split her legs apart, and did it correctly. He felt he could almost smell her insides. Almost that is. She knew it too. She knew he was feeling all of it now. She could tell he would soon want to climb in between them and work her soon. She knew. Yes she did. Soon enough the man would climb in between her larger than life thighs and…and he would…he would… Ohhhhhh he would want it badly.

“God, you know exactly what…what you’re doing” she heard him tell her.

Her body edged further back and over it. Backward, and she lurched all the way back, stretching out further and further.

“Oh wow, that one’s…well its terrific,” she said happily. “Do I look right to you?”

She looked. He had nodded. He told her yes. His eyes we’re gazing in between the legs.

“I have a new exercise. May I show you it?” she asked.

He said sure. She hopped up off the ball and took his hand in hers. She began to walk. Where, he didn’t know, but he followed. Out the room and down the hall the two went. Down the hall they headed. She told him to lie down. He looked at her, strangely. She told him it would be alright. It would be okay. He lay down. She looked at him. She looked at his body. She told him he had a nice body. He looked at her. He thanked her. He worked out. He knew it was a good frame. He thanked her again. She walked around the other side and slipped into bed. She took off her tennis shoes. He watched her. She watched him.

“Can I go ahead…and…and kiss your chest? Would it bother you?” she asked.

“Uhhhhh…miss?” he began to tell her. She only smiled back at him. Now on her bed, she was on her knees. Why was he letting her do this to her? He wanted her to. Yeah, that does have to be it, right? He did not stop it, did he? “Uhhh miss?” he said again, protesting a little. She split his legs apart. Quietly she heard him tell her “Miss…umm…do we…do you or” but he watched her do it anyway. Two hands came slowly. Drifting in the air, they came to land at his zipper. “Oh god” he said. His head was back and his gaze hovering towards the ceiling. “Ohhhhhhh don’t…please do not” but then she heard him as she undid his belt “yeahhh...ohhh yeah.”

It was hard and it was already long too and once she had, undid his jeans, he allowed her to slip them off his body. His eyes had already closed. The anxious and uptight nature swallowing him up inside was all-encompassing. He could not believe a woman he did not know was going to put her lips on it. Wasn’t she, he asked himself. His eyes had closed but when the hand rode over his tight white underwear, he heard himself groan.

“Oh…ohhhhhhh yes…yes” he said to her.

He finally looked up. She was looking at him. She liked his eyes. They were soft and welcoming, she thought. She told him too. He forced a smile. Nobody had ever said that to him before. “Soft and welcoming” he heard in his thoughts. He touched her because of what she thought. He reached out and felt her shoulders. Hers were soft too. He liked them. And as she felt his ribbed cock due to the ribbed underwear he began to pull her up. He pulled her some more and some more. They were face to face as her tits hung low against his chest. He wanted to feel them. No, he wanted to see and feel them both. God, he wanted that most of all.

“Can…May I take off your shirt?” he asked.

She smiled and said yes and he worked himself into a sitting position. With both sitting and facing the other, he reached out and lifted her top up over her head. They were large, really large, but weren’t dressed for any sort of physical activity. None at all in fact, he thought. This was a dressy bra. Black, purple, and lacy too and it was slung a little low as far as his thoughts were concerned. That was his thought. Her tits, and yes they were huge were perfect as big girl’s tits went he told himself. She watched him look at them too and she smiled, even winked although he didn’t see her wink. She waited and she waited and she waited, but he never made the move to feel them or touch them in any way and so she reached down, took his hand, and brought it forward as she hoped it would. She hoped he’d let her take the hand and place it on her boob.

Yes, let me do this. I need to, she thought. I need to feel a guy’s hand on them again.

And finally without warning not one but both came up after them, feeling their beauty and feeling their size and his eyes drifted all over the place as he felt them not only in his mind, but on his hands. “Ooooooohh” she heard him say softly. “Uhhh” he began to say again as a long relieving sigh, which sounded something like “ooooooohh”, was orated.

“You like my boobs?” she asked.

“Yes” he answered.

“Care to kiss them…please?” she said.

“Uhhh…really?” he replied.

“Uh, sure…umm, I’d like that” he told her.

She waited. He looked into her eyes. She did want it. She really did want him or someone to kiss her tits. He scooted forward, closer, and he looked into the younger woman’s eyes. There was a great need for touching in her face. She did want him to feel them and so he did. He reached around her body and undid the latch to the bra. And he took it and threw it to the ground. She watched his face as he did. She smiled and as he leaned in to kiss them, she kissed his lips first. What…what was that, he asked himself, but from there on her tits were his for the doing and he did them almost according to the way she wished. And it was good, as good as it could be.

These two didn’t know one another at all but his hands were on her breasts from there on. They felt good. No, it felt incredible. He was a master or so she thought. Moving around like he was a master therapist, his caressed them appropriately. Yes, she’d say to herself as the hands moved in circular motion over them. His body moved in closer. Oh god yes, she told herself. She felt it, his cock, and she pushed backward to feel its dimensions as he continued rubbing and motioning his hands around her tits. Oh yes, yes she thought to herself… Feel them…feel them harder…harder she wanted to say aloud, but didn’t. She let him do it his way. Regardless, he felt the large boobs in a cultivated manner. He was either experienced or good or yes, he was both. That had to be it. He was…superb.

“Oh yes…yes” she orated. “Will you do me one last favor?” she said. And while he continued feeling them he asked her what that favor was. “Will you…eat me out?”

“Honestly?”

She turned her head around as best she could. Looking into his eyes, she nodded. He nodded back and they laid themselves out. His underwear remained on. Hers came off. God her pussy looked… good. He couldn’t believe how… how juicy it seemed to him and it was all his, if he wanted it. He did. He wanted the pussy, terribly.

He kissed her legs. She cried out. He kissed more. She cried out again. But before she knew it, he was in it. Sucking, licking, prodding, and swallowing, he had the unknown customer wailing from the bottoms of her lungs.

This guy was… he was good as they came and with that, she came and she came quickly. It was a surprise to him how quickly she orgasmed. She called out for more. She needed another orgasm and begged for it too, but he knew he had to get back. An hour had gone by. He had to get back to work.

“Can I come by this evening, after 6:30?” he asked.

She looked at him, smiling. “I want your cock in me. You have to know that. I’ll be here” she told him. “I’ll even be in the shower at 6:30, for starters. How’s that sound?”

“Perfect?” he said.

“Mmmmm, dinner too… later on?” she asked

He nodded and kissed each boob as he dressed. Then he turned and headed back to work.

Breaking New Rules - The ToddlerCon Phenomenon

WARNING:  This post will contain some disturbing images that have been provided for the sole purpose of pissing people off and hopefully make them stand up and protest for the morals and values they believe in.  Don't want to be labeled a nark, rat or tattle-tail?  Fuck off, you are part of the reason society is so fucked up.  You are more worried about your image than the safety and well-being of others, and in this case, children...

Call me an internet troll.  I love nothing better than to sit around all day, spending time surfing the internet and all it has to offer.  Click a link here, look up a subject there, slam your head repeatedly into your keyboard as your try to understand or interpret how so many people can be so fucking stupid...

Yesterday I started my day out like any other day.  Wake up, take a leak, grab a smoke and start flipping through my favorite pages on FB for new uploads and see what everyone was up to while I was offline.  Sound fairly normal?  I thought so.  I am a page owner on FB.  I have been warned and served bans for some of the stupidest things...  I even received a 24 hour ban for the following photo:

Why you may ask?  Hell if I know!  A woman showing off her back tats in a small pool wearing a bikini.  Must not have been enough nudity to warrant itself as a 'beneficial post'?  Sounds about right!  Take a look at what Facebook DOES allow...

Smash/Pass Teen Photos,   Forbidden Incest,   and I will spare you of the truly disturbing pages that were recently removed, but you can read about it all on Chelsea Schilling's report on WND.

Enough of all that, what was the word?!  Toddlercon...

Must of you may have been aware of the words Lolicon and/or Shotacon, which depict sexually explicit or full on sexual intercourse of minors.  The new fad?  Toddlercon.  You guessed it, toddlers depicted in sexual acts and sexually explicit illustrations, photos and videos.  Not enough to piss you off?  Just wait, it get's much worse...  Just a simple search on Google will pull up results that are enough to make a sane person vomit!  Diapers, forced rape (implied incest) and the list goes on.  I am not trying to promote these images (links have been removed) but you should really see what is being allowed to run rampant on the internet.  Corporate conglomerations like Google, Yahoo and Bing should know better.  And Society wonders why child molestation, rape and abductions are so rampant all over the world...

What do we do?  Who is really committed?  Keep reading, I'll give you a few hints.

Ever surf around Google and notice an image that is illegal or offensive?  Report the photo!  Google doesn't really explain your options, but you do have the power!  Scroll to the bottom of the page and click "Report Offensive Images"

Hover over the image you want to report and you will be given two options:

If you are ready and willing to take it even a step further, you can contact Google through a simple to use webform and ask for them to remove content.  You can access the form HERE.