I challenge thee to a writing duel.

[Felis]

You heard me correctly. A writing duel. The challenger and the challengee write short stories about anything, and the public rates them. Whoever comes out on top shall be declared Story Writer Supreme.

Pastly written stories will up your rate by a little, depending on how many, how good, and how many people knelt before you to make you write.

[adre]

Ive got a good story!!!!!!

one day I walked to albertsons to pick up a six pack of beer and a block of cheese for breakfast. I walk up to the counter and there she is! T3|-| hottest bitch on earth! So I talks to her a little and she says wanna come back to my place? and I says to her is fosho! and we abouts to butt fuck she takes off her cloths and it turns out she has a dick!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! then I got on my knees and sucked her off.

THE END!!

[spectrumspecter]

Eh, I'm not in the mood for writing, but I started something a while back and never finished it; So:
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RED

******CHAPTER 1******

The light was red.

It flooded the dark street with a crimson hue. Jeremy thought it looked like a bloodbath had just taken place there. The thought made him smile.

Jeremy walked in the dark of the night, past the blood-red streetlight that made cars halt with the voiceless authority that played on the conscience. He crossed the street at the crosswalk, and was disappointed when he reached the other end with no danger of a drunk or careless driver. It would have been pleasant if a car hit me, he thought. Yeah, an accident would have been nice, especially one with lots of gore.

The boy was 16. He donned a tight black shirt and good-fitting pants with a red jacket. Red was his favorite color. It reminded him of blood, and the pain that it is usually associated with. He thought that black was a nice color, too. It made him feel like a big inkblot, a stain in the cosmic order where everyone else was too obsessed with their pathetic style following. He kept his black, silky hair long and untidy. He liked to think of it as black spider threads.
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And that's as far as I got. It sucks, but whatever. I don't feel like continuing it right now.

[JimGod]

You need to have specific themes to write about, or you could say that a story has to include certain things at some point. Just writing crazily is going to be stupid. Also, what is the prize?

[Felis]

At 12/31/06 11:14 PM, JimGod wrote: Just writing crazily is going to be stupid.

Writing crazily? Please, I just said you could write whatever you wanted, even though I don't look forward to seeing crap. This is free-writing, after all.

Also, what is the prize?

Prize? Haha. This is just for kicks.

[Crag]

Before I write anything, I can tell, you all lose.

[Dash-02]

Okay today I went and ate breakfast and then ate more and more and now i'm almost sleeping.
WIN?

[HavocWarlords]

I would just copy and paste some of my work to here but I don't think newgrounds would respect something that came from adultfanfiction.net so heres something written in about two minutes.

A flash of white, a spray of pure crimson blood, the sickening crack of a splintered bone. I collapsed against the solid concrete wall that lay behind me, my blood left an oddly elegant trail as I slid down against the cold, stone floor, grasping the wound tightly with my left hand. I looked down upon my once pure white shirt, now dirty and slowly being dyed vibrant red. I could feel hope fading, all grew black "..... must've been a sniper, cant see anyone for miles" I thought to myself, smiling slightly as I gazed into the shimmering form of the magnum that lay in my hand and with my last ouce of strength lifted it to my head.

*Bang!!!*

and now if you thought it was crap you can't tell me to go kill myself so >:P to you

[mariorocker]

ok, once upon a time , the end. i got WIN!

[HavocWarlords]

At 12/31/06 11:26 PM, mariorocker wrote: ok, once upon a time , the end. i got WIN!

Omg you must be shakespeare reincarnated!!! lol

[Rebbay]

Darren ran across the street back to his house. He was hoping that he wouldn’t get into trouble and so quickened his speed. He got to his house and dashed inside. His mother was waiting for him. She looked very cross. “Where have you been?” His mother asked sounding worried. “I was out with some friends. It’s no big deal.” Darren replied as if nothing was wrong. “No big deal? It is eleven thirty at night! Of course it’s a big deal! You know the rules!” She sounded very worried indeed. Then Darren’s father walked in. “What is going on Clare?” Darren’s father asked. Darren’s mother told his father everything. His father then told Darren to go to his room. “You know the rules. If one of Tyani’s guards found you, you would be dead by now!” His father seemed as worried as Darren’s mother. Darren stumbled to his room and turned on the light. He knew that his father was right, Tyani was very powerful, and he would not tolerate anyone being out past curfew.
Darren had witnessed what happens to people that break Tyani’s rules.

[Rebbay]

Wanna hear more?

[Felis]

Meh, I do have to write something, don't I?

The knowledge of magic is sparse and widely misunderstood. Some think of it as wands, some think of it as anime-style ninjutsu and sword arts, or Star Wars Jedi-crap. Magic is not something one can understand. Magic is the art of bending anything to your will. Magic is the art of making what is not possible, possible. The art of making what does not exist, exist. Magic is, in a simple explanation, what makes your dreams come true.

"Teacher, this makes no sense. How am I supposed to bend everything to my will?"
"No one can convince magic to do their every bidding. All you can do is trap a certain infinity of magic in your knowledge. Magic is your slave, and nothing wants to be a slave. It will try to kill you-rip you asunder. The knowledge of magic is making the magic itself bend to your will."
explained the teacher.
"Teacher Kris, that also makes no sense! I'm supposed to bend to my will, what makes things bend to my will? My head hurts!"
complained the young student.
"You will understand the precious few things that matter, in time."
sighed Kris.
"For now, you must study. Read Chapters 11-13 of Vulcan's Theroem of Finite."
"That book? Reading it is a bore, that book speaks just like you do."
"We are not far apart in age, my student. You are nine years old, and I am Twenty-five."
"Teacher, I came here to learn magic. I didn't come here to read books and think so hard I give myself a headache, I came here to learn how to shoot fire balls! How to revive the dead! How to turn lead into gold!"
"Leroy, all of us are limited in power. I can summon lightning, heal wounds, and transform copper into silver, but doing so exausts me. Do you want a taste of what magic does to you?"
"Yes, master, if it means I can do almost everything?"
"Yes, you can do as a powerful wizard. You will learn why it is nessesary to subjugate magic. You will need the knowledge..."

Six years later,

Leroy rose from his bed, still exausted from doing all of his homework in a single night.
"Honey, you'll miss the bus if you keep waking up at this hour!"
scolded Leroy's mother.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Let me stay over at Anna's for past Six o'clock, and maybe I'll wake up earlier."
"Leroy, I don't care how much time you want to spend with your girlfriend, I made you come home at six to solve this problem in the first place!"
Only Leroy knew the truth. Why he had been unable to sleep for two weeks. Unable to be happy for two weeks, paralyzed from athletics for those same god-forsaken two weeks, and it was happening today, too.
"Hee hee, not so happy are you now, young one? Using me to turn your wooden carved ring into a gold ring for your girlfriend, and not thinking of the punishment? You are perhaps the biggest fool ever made by the High."
"Shut up..."
muttered Leroy. The magic within him used it's same power to turn wood into gold to make him stumble every time he tried to catch a football. It would cause a ciggarette to appear within his hand, burning, whenever a teacher's eye strayed towards him. The magic gave him negative attention from everywhere, and it wouldn't let him maintain his relationship with his girlfriend or even sleep well.
"At least it lets me keep my grades up..."
thought Leroy unhappily.
"Be thankful, dumbass. Had you listened to your teacher, you would not be miserable."
"Shut up! Get out of my head!"
"Hee hee, sick of my company, human? You still haven't paid yet!"
The 'payment' was to let the magic do whatever it wanted for an unknown duration of time. Leroy simply hoped it wasn't for the rest of his life, if he didn't kill himself by then. To make Magic his slave for a split second, only to be the Magic's slave for even longer, seemed unbearably unfair. Yet every time he insisted the Magic let him go, the magic reminded him.
"How long would it take you to turn wood into gold? How expensive and long would the process be?"
Leroy knew there was no way to turn wood into gold, except by atomic rearrangement, and he knew he could never afford to do that. All he could do is wait for this hell to end itself...

This may be continued, or it may not be.

[WarMachine3000]

Ever Wonder:

Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?

Why women can't put on mascara with their mouth closed?

Why don't you ever see the headline "Psychic Wins Lottery"?

Why is "abbreviated" such a long word?

Why is it that doctors call what they do "practice"?

Why is it that to stop Windows 98, you have to click on "Start"?

Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?

Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?

Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?

Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?

When dog food is new and improved tasting, who tests it?

Why didn't Noah swat those two mosquitoes?

Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?

You know that indestructible black box that is used on airplanes? Why don't they make the whole plane out of that stuff?

Why don't sheep shrink when it rains?

Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together?

If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?

If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?

[Rebbay]

Good one.

[Rebbay]

Darren’s small town called Nergul was once a happy, peaceful place. But then an evil man with mysterious powers named Tyani had made his guards attack Nergul and slaughter everyone with weapons. He then took over Nergul and made the residents slaves, to build a giant ray gun to fire at his home planet of Yasrondo that he loathed dearly. Once that was done, he would use the Nergulians as soldiers, to fight against other countries to take them over. It was horrible but if the Nergulians were to break Tyani’s rules, they would soon perish in the most horrific way possible. But then, nothing was impossible for Tyani, the ruler of Nergul.

[Rebbay]

Darren was bored and looked around for something to do. He glanced at his bookcase and noticed something that he was certain wasn’t there before. It was a small brown book that had gold writing that said, ‘Nergul Heroes.’ He opened up to one of the pages and read.

Nergul is a place of peace and honour, it’s beautiful flora
Can be used for healing even the worst wounds. Heroes inhabit Nergul,
Fighting against danger that may threaten. Their great strength and agility are very useful against predators such as, Dinrayts, Mullfrogs
Chibits, Telborks and of course the dreaded Fazdra.

[spectrumspecter]

At 12/31/06 11:49 PM, Kurofelis wrote: A short story.

Ooh, that's quality stuff. I like it. Good job!

[GerbilAttack]

RAINING BABIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!111!!!!!

tEH enD

[Some-Stupid-Idiot]

I have just arrived in a brand new school. It is full of testosterone crazed boys and emotional girls. I had no idea that none of them cared about who I was. I walked around and talked to them but to no avail.

Soon I came across a group of 3 young men, they were all small and wiry except for one who was slightly overweight. We became friends on the spot. There was something strange about them but I couldn't put my finger on it.

They would always disappear whenever a female would walk by and would make strange gestures to the men. They seemed to be all little shy that is all.

What is up with these boys, who are they, and will there be a second part? Find out in about a day or two.

[Felis]

At 1/1/07 12:06 AM, spectrumspecter wrote:

At 12/31/06 11:49 PM, Kurofelis wrote: A short story.

Ooh, that's quality stuff. I like it. Good job!

If you liked that, then read this, this, and this.

More of my work.

[LolSatan]

Ever since we were little, my sister Keri had this kind of crush on me. She was always hanging around me and wanted to do whatever I did. I didn't mind it though, we got along with each other. But as we started growing up, I began to notice that it was more than just sibling affection.

By the time we were both young adults, Keri had started acting differently around me. She was still friendly and all, but she was never embarrassed to change in front of me or use the bathroom when I was in there. Sometimes she would come in without knocking, and stand there watching me pee. Then when I was finished, she'd come over and use the toilet right in front of me. Or if I was taking a shower, she would come in and undress to her underwear. After I'd step out of the shower and dry off, all the while naked while she watched me in the mirror, she'd head for the shower and quickly strip her underwear off for me to see.

I didn't mind the shows, of course. It was kind of exciting to be naked in front of her, and she must have felt the same way. But she never said anything about it. I fully expected things to change overtime, but I was wrong. In fact, things really started to heated up.

Keri had really grown into a beautiful girl. She had a nice body, with all the right curves even though she was thin. She wasn't ashamed of showing off her breasts either, which were slightly larger than normal. In fact, I got the feeling she liked it when I saw them, because she was always giving me plenty of opportunity to see them.

One time, we were both in the bathroom, having just finished our showers. I put a towel around my waist, but she was sitting naked on the edge of the bathtub shaving her legs. I could watch her in the mirror while I combed my hair. She spread her legs apart, giving me a very open view of her crotch. Then she began to shave her pussy, right in front of me. This was a new sight for me, even after all of the times we'd been naked in front of each other.

I found myself getting aroused. My towel felt tighter suddenly, and I looked down to see a large bulge tenting out. I tried not to look again, but I couldn't help myself. When I looked back into the mirror, she had finished shaving herself and I saw that she had left a thin trail of dark hair above her pussy. I had always loved it when girls did that, and soon I had a full erection that was impossible to hide.

Keri put the razor away and came over to the sink next to me. She glanced down at my towel, and smiled sheepishly at me in the mirror. She didn't bother to cover herself up as she began to brush her hair. Usually she would put a towel on by now, in case our parents came in. And watching a naked girl brush her hair did nothing to calm me down.

Finally, she spoke up. "You know, if you need to relieve some pressure, I understand."

"What?" I said dumbfoundedly.

She pointed down with her brush, indicating my obscenely tented towel.

"Don't be embarrassed. I won't mind."

She must be playing with me. She always teased me with her body, but now it was like she was trying to see how far I'd go. I'm sure she wasn't really expecting me to masturbate in front of her, but something in me really wanted to show her up. I actually contemplated doing it, but not for my own pleasure. I wanted to see what she would do.

"Fine," I said finally, and removed my towel.

Keri looked stunned for a second, but didn't want me to see it. She acted cool and didn't even move her head away from the mirror as my raging erection was freed. She couldn't help glancing down to sneak a peek, though. I was practically throbbing with excitement from exposing myself to her. She had seen me naked before, but never this aroused.

I stood there for a second, making her as uncomfortable as possible before moving towards the toilet. I planned on jacking off for her but only until she submitted to my little joke. I didn't really plan on finishing the job.

As I started to walk away from the mirror, she stopped me.

"No, do it here," she said, grabbing my arm.

She quickly let go, evidently not meaning to show her excitement. I was a little more embarrassed about jacking off so close to her, but I didn't want to let her win. I confidently walked back to the mirror and stood over the sink.

"Here we go," I said, and grabbed my dick.

Keri put her brush down and stared directly at my cock. She made no attempt at hiding what she was looking at either, and I started to feel a little self-conscious. I got the feeling that she wasn't going to stop me halfway through, and I might actually cum in front of her. The thought only spurred me on, and I began stroking myself.

After about a minute, Keri's breathing was more intense. She hadn't taken her eyes off my meat, and I found myself staring at her naked body. She seemed to notice, because she was facing me completely, giving me a view of her entire body. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, but I played it cool.

"Where should I cum?" I asked confidently, as if I had complete control.

Keri was assuming I'd shoot off into the sink, but she seemed to be thinking about it.

"How about..." she trailed off. "Forget it, you'd never do it."

"Oh yeah? Do what?" I asked, trying to sound tough while not missing a stroke.

Keri got this gleam in her eye, and I knew she was up to something. She hopped up onto the counter and sat in front of the sink.

"I bet you wouldn't have the balls to cum on me."

I couldn't believe she said that. I had to admit, even in my aroused state, that shooting off on my sister would be going too far. But I didn't want her to win, otherwise she'd no doubt use this awkward moment to tease me forever.

"Fine," I said. "Get ready to be soaked."

Keri's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but smile in anticipation. I had thought she'd be shocked that I would actually cum on her, but she seemed excited by the notion.

Knowing this, it didn't take me long to build myself to an orgasm. I felt my balls tighten, and I took a step closer to Keri. We were only about a foot apart, and she tensed up when I drew closer to her. I didn't want to back out now, and it looked like she wasn't going to either. I suppose I had expected one of us to chicken out by this time, but it was too late now.

I grimaced as my whole body tensed up, and I leaned even closer to Keri as I felt the cum rise up my shaft. She looked up at me for a split second, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't want to miss the show and quickly looked back down.

I held my dick firmly as I began to fire off long ropes of cum onto Keri's skin. The first jet was really thick, as it sailed across the air and landed on Keri's chest and neck. She looked totally surprised as it struck her, but was not able to recover before the second jet shot onto her stomach. I shot the rest of my load onto her stomach and thighs, finally emptying myself onto the floor.

I looked Keri all over, and seeing her covered in my cum really turned me on. She was frozen for a moment, feeling my cum running down her soft skin. Then she looked down at herself, and began running her finger through my cum trails.

"It's so thick," she said, quietly as if embarrassed to say.

"God, I never came so much," I sighed, my dick still in hand.

Keri brought her finger to her lips and hesitantly tasted my cum. I couldn't believe she did that, so blatantly in front of me. She paused for a moment, and then smiled at me.

[HavocWarlords]

Ryan stood high on a neighbouring skyscraper, he lowered his rifle dissapointedly, unsatisfied with his sloppy marksmanship and the fact his kill had caused another being to suffer.

If it had been up to him the man never would have died but the victim had already sealed his fate the second his weapon had been drawn. However thats the life of a police sniper, the law is the law, emotion should have no place in his reality. What he did just then was supposed to be for the greater good.... and yet he knew it wasn't.

Dictatorship has pulled apart his country piece by piece, this was more than likely just another man who had lost it all, or maybey knew a little too much, or perhaps even simply spoke out of line in public.

Ryan looked back down at the building, five corpes lay there for the paramedics, three were officers, two were so-called criminals. Ryan remembered the entire ordeal as he had prepared his shot. how his victims parter was blown away by his comrades machine pistols, how quickly the man had dispatched all three of the men before he could even lock his sight, good men too...... a real waste.

[LolSatan]

"It's not so bad. I can see how girls can swallow this stuff."

Hearing her say that took me by surprise. Is that what she fantasized about doing?

Keri hopped down from the sink and began wiping my cum from her skin with a towel.

"Um...thanks," she said, acting almost shy. "I didn't think you'd really do it."

"Me neither," I admitted, still standing there with my dick in my hand.

She saw me and smiled. "How often do you...do that?"

I let go of my cock and was suddenly embarrassed, even after all that.

"Well...everyday." It felt kind of good to talk to her about this.

She nodded. "I wish I could do it that much. It's harder for me to cum."

Right after she said it, she realized what she said and turned red with embarrassment.

"Wow," I said to myself.

"Will you...um..." She seemed to want to say something, but was having a hard time. "Will you do that for me again sometime?"

I couldn't believe she asked me that. "Uh, sure. I guess."

She wrapped a towel around herself finally and started to leave. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before she opened the bathroom door and left, closing it behind her.

I stood in front of the mirror just looking at myself. What just happened? What did I just say I'd do? This was going to be interesting...

[LolSatan]

That night I had a hard time falling asleep. I kept thinking about what happened and whether it would happen again, and how soon. I started to get hard thinking about it, and absent-mindedly began stroking myself to a full erection. As I masturbated, I remembered what Keri had said to me before, and I wondered if tonight would be too soon to satisfy her request.

I glanced down the hallway before I ventured out naked towards Keri's room. It was late and our bedrooms were a floor above our parents, so I quietly crept to her door, my dick bobbing in front of me. I raised my hand to knock, but instead I just opened the door and stepped into her room.

She was sleeping soundly, and for a moment I pondered leaving her as she was and returning to my room. But I was alredy horny, so I figured maybe I could leave her with a surprise.

I stood a few feet away from her and started jacking off. I was careful not to make any noise as I stroked myself while staring at her sleeping body. Even under the covers, she looked sexy. But I wanted to see more of her, so I carefully pulled the sheet back, making sure she was still asleep.

I exposed her from the waist up and realized she was naked. I could see her chest rise and fall as she was breathing. Her tits looked so perfect, I couldn't help touching myself as I continued to draw the sheet back. I exposed her thighs and stopped, staring at her curves in the moonlight. She was so damn sexy, I knew I would have no problem coming, but where would I do it?

I thought about coming on her chest again, but I had already done that. I could cum on her legs, but she would probably rub it off in the sheet. The only part of her that she wouldn't be covering was her face. But would that be going too far? What if she had changed her mind about the whole thing by now? Even if she hadn't, would she be mad that I came on her face?

All of the mental images of my cum on her body were taking their toll, and I felt myself begin to peak. I had a split second to decide, and I was already standing near her head, so I decided to go for it.

I grasped my dick harder as I felt my orgasm begin. I aimed carefully, making sure that most of my cum would make it on her face. I began shooting and I clenched my teeth as I tried to concentrate despite my intense pleasure. The first spurt was too powerful and sailed across her face and past her pillow. The second was shorter and landed square on her forehead.

I tried not to groan out loud as I shifted my position in mid-orgasm. I managed to land the next shot onto her cheek, barely missing her eye. The remaining spurts were easy to control, and I milked myself all over her beautiful features. I let out a long breath as my orgasm passed and I had finished depositing my load all over my sister.

Keri hadn't budged an inch, she was still soundly asleep. I couldn't help but admire my work, as I had successfully glazed her entire face. But when my senses returned, I realized that it would probably dry up before she would wake the next morning. She would be sticky, but she wouldn't know how wonderful she looked right now.

I had an idea. I would wake her up, but leave so she would still be surprised. I was still pretty hard, so I guided my dick to her lips and gently pushed them apart. Her mouth opened instinctively, and I slid the head of my cock into her mouth. She didn't wake up, but she did respond to the feeling of something soft and firm entering her mouth. To my delight, she began to suck ever so lightly.

When I felt her tongue graze me, I quickly withdrew myself from her lovely mouth and hurried out of her room. I hoped that she would wake up and feel my cum on her face, and hopefully look at herself in a mirror before wiping it off. I listened through my door a few minutes later, and I heard footsteps come down the hall towards the bathroom. The light came on, and I didn't hear anything for a few minutes. Finally, the light went off and the footsteps returned to Keri's room.

I smiled to myself. It worked! The best part was, I didn't hear the faucet. So she didn't wash any of it off! A few minutes later, I went into the bathroom to see if she had used a towel to clean herself. I couldn't find anything that was soiled with my semen, so I assumed that my plan had been an entire success. My sister actually liked my cum on her face. I couldn't believe it, and I didn't get any sleep that night.

[LolSatan]

The next morning I slept in, since it was Saturday. I was awakened by something large sitting on top of me. I opened my eyes to see Keri's face inches from mine.

"Hey," she said, smiling.

I blinked and stirred, but she didn't move. She was straddling me, though with the covers and her clothes between us it didn't feel abnormally sexual.

"Hey," I replied. "What are you doing here?"

"Mom and Dad are gone," she said. "They won't be back until tonight."

"Oh," I said, still half-asleep.

"Thanks for the present last night," she said, her smile widening.

I felt kind of embarrassed, but proud too. "Oh, you noticed?"

She giggled. "Well, it's not everyday I wake up in the middle of the night covered in cum."

She sat up and suddenly pulled her shirt off.

"What are you doing?" I asked, admiring her breasts.

"I told you, Mom and Dad are gone. I thought I'd give you a surprise to. Today we're going to walk around the house naked."

She hopped off me and peeled her shorts off, revealing to me that she was not wearing panties. She stood before me completely naked for a second, and then jumped back into the bed. She straddled me again, and this time it felt very sexual.

"I'm willing to bet you're not wearing anything under there," Keri said with that sexy glint in her eye.

"And how would you know that?" I asked, playing along while taking in her gorgeous body.

Suddenly I felt her move on top of me, and even through the covers I could feel her grind herself on top of me. My dick was right underneath her hips, and I immediately grew hard.

"You like that?" she asked in a whispery voice I had never heard from her before.

"Keri, I..." Truth be told, I was a little uncomfortable. This was more intense than our previous activity, even with me ejaculating onto her.

"I can tell you do," she said, referring to the rock-hard meat between her legs. "I loved what you did last night."

"I...thought you might," I managed, enjoying our dry hump.

"You've already had two orgasms, and I haven't had one yet."

Before I could answer, she cupped one of her breasts and began squeezing it. She increased the speeds of her thrusts, and even with the covers between us it felt better than anything I had experienced before.

She rode me just like we were having sex. She began moaning and twisting around on top of me. I sorely wished that blankets didn't exist at that point, but we were both too caught up in our activities to stop. Keri began to really pound into me, just like she was riding my dick. She suddenly dropped down and lay on top of me, still grinding her pussy into the covers. She looked me in the eye and crushed her breasts against my chest, her nipples poking me.

I felt myself start to tingle, and knew I would blow my load if this kept up.

"Cum with me?" she said just then. "I want you to pretend you're coming in my pussy."

I couldn't believe I heard her say that. There was no stopping what was going to happen now, and I only hoped that she would be able to follow me.

TO my delight, she beat me to it. She suddenly tenses up and crushed herself against me, holding onto me tight as her orgasm began. She whimpered and breathed a series of quick sharp breaths, and then her jaw dropped and she silently cried out. Her eyes were closed and her legs were locked around me, and she gripped my pillow as she began to circle her pussy around on top of me. The pressure on my dick was finally too much, and I let out a grunt as my own orgasm began.

"You almost needed a condom," she laughed, patting me on the chest. "Come on, I'll make you breakfast."

That morning, we both continued naked as Keri had suggested. She made me bacon and eggs, and we talked a little bit about what we were doing. It was clear to both of us that we didn't view any of it as wrong. In fact, I was surprised not only at how happy Keri seemed to be about it, but also at how I didn't feel any regret or guilt. A good part of our conversation involved how we could keep things from our parents. We didn't even touch the subject of whether we would actually have sex.

And truthfully, I was happy with things the way they were. Any sexual activity with Keri was better than sex with my hand, so I was grateful to have her attention in any way I could.

But then again, sex wasn't completely out of the question. We just hadn't brought it up. After breakfast, we just sat there for a moment, until Keri got that gleam in her eye again.

"We should have some more fun," she smiled. "You know, last night after you left your deposit on my face..."

I smiled as she giggled softly.

"...I left it on until this morning when it dried. But I tasted more of it, and I think I want to taste it again."

I raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? What do you have in mind?"

"Well, I've never sucked a PENIS before," she said devilishly.

Actually, she had. She was just sleeping at the time, but I didn't want to spoil the moment.

"Well, where would you like your first taste?"

She thought for a moment. "Let's go to Mom and Dad's bed. They'd freak if they knew what we were doing."

Yes, yes they would.

We hurried to our parents' room, and I got a nice show of Keri's ass on our way there. We both got on the bed and sat there for a moment. I wasn't sure what she wanted me to do.

"Just lay back and enjoy," she said, pushing me onto my back. "This is all for your pleasure, so relax."

God, I loved my sister. She was such a giving person. I did as she said, and stretched out on our parents' comforter. My dick sprang straight up, and Keri crawled up the bed towards it. Her hand slowly wrapped around it, and I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the sensation of her soft skin as she rubbed against my legs. She was very skilled at pleasuring the male organ. I wondered then if Keri was a virgin. Everything she did felt wonderful. Just before she leaned closer to my crotch, I stopped her.

"Are you a virgin?"

[StarF68]

Chapter 1 - A Good Day To Die

"What a perfect day to take over Xerona." I said to myself, looking out upon the land of Starfonzatum. Starfonzatum was the nation I was practically the ruler of. My name is... unimportant, however my codename is StarF. And me and my team of 13 others rule this land, and have no intention of giving it up.

Times have been tough, with invasions from Xerona to the North, and Skolara to the south. Luckily we were surrounded by an ocean on the other sides. Starfonzatum wasn't a giant nation, but it was large nonetheless, and we always kept to ourselves. However after the invasions started last week, I decided it was about time to take over. They'll never know what hit them.

"Blizzard," I said after switching on a microphone that was implemented inside the specially crafted suit I was wearing. It implied power, and made it clear I was the leader, yet allowed mobility for battle and had special features to help out, such as the microphone in the collar. The outfit itself didn't look very special, just jet black with flame red stripes running down the long sleeves of it.

I didn't command an army, as mentioned, I planned to take over with only my team of 14 - self included. We didn't wear uniforms, and we didn't dare betray each other, not that we would want to anyways.

"Yeah?" Blizzards voice came cleary through the earpiece I was wearing. Blizzard was my second in command, and was currently stationed at the northern border of Starfonzatum. Everyone else was near the border, for the most part anyways. I was currenlty standing on the balcony of my castle located in the middle of the nation. It wasn't a huge castle, and I made a point not to make it that important, as making a building too important will become your own weakness. Give a building ultimate power, and you give your enemies an easy target.

"Just a mic check, you're coming through clearly." I said, pleased with the crisp sound. "How are things looking at the border?" I added.

"It's pretty calm now, no enemy troops in sight, though they could just be hiding. Personally I doubt it, but the point it, it's under control." he said, obviously taking care to survey the length of border he could see. The nice thing about the northern border was that a lot of it was mountains on either side, leaving something of a tunnel in the middle, which made it a hell of a lot easier to defend. Xeronians had tried to attack through the mountains before, but it proved to be more of a hassle to them.

"Alright," I said, switching something so that when I talked everyone in the team would hear me. "Mic check, Core,"

"Yeah," Core said dully. He wasn't much for militaristic things. He didn't bother with respecting his captain, he didn't care for "mic checks," or really anything vital. It seemed foolish, but I didn't care, he got his job done, and damn well too. Core was the brains behind assault missions, which some people seemed to worry about. Even Core admitted he wasn't always smart, but then again, when it came to assault tactics, that was a whole different realm of intelligence. Though to be fair, Epic - the leader of actual assault operations - many times improvised and modified the plan. Whatever system we followed, it worked.

"Ant, Trauma, Maggot," I said the codenames one by one, and then paused."

"Check."

"Yep."

"Working."

"Phantom, Carrot, M," I continued naming them off.

"Functional."

"I'm here."

"Check!"

"Lazer, Pear, Lane, Epic, Hawk." I started to feel bored with the mic check, as everything seemed to be in working order, but I felt I should do it anyways. One by one they all answered.

"Great, everything is in order then. Alright, I'll brief Blizzard with the plan, meanwhile everyone get their stuff together, the invasion starts soon." I said, switching my communicator to just Blizzard just in time to hear various people saying things like "sure" or "yes, sir" in a semi-sarcastic manner.

"Blizzard, what do you propose we do?" I asked out of curiousity.

"You don't know?" he sounded surprised.

"Of course I know, but surely you have an opinion too. We're not an army, we're a team damnit, and we're all equals here, even if I am the 'leader.'"

"Yeah, sorry, I seem to forget that sometimes." he said, going into a short laugh, then cutting himself off. "Well," he started, suddenly sounding very thoughtful, "Currently Core, Pear, and Carrot are with me directly. Who else is near?"

"Trauma and Epic are already on their way to your station." I said. If we were going to have any chance of staging a direct attack we would need Trauma and Epic, for they were the heart of battle. Trauma was the handler of explosives, and she knew her way around a bomb. Epic, as mentioned, was the main force in assaults.

"Excellent, in that case," he paused again, obviously piecing something together, "I say we send in Carrot and-" he stopped, "Hold on a moment, where's M?" M was the main decoy, but certainly wasn't a decoy because she was dispensable, but rather because she was damn good at fooling the enemy. Everyone always seems to regard the decoy as the person who doesn't really matter, but in reality, the decoy is a vital part to play, and perhaps the most dangerous.

"M is currently stationed at the southern border, it would take too long to get her over there. You can do without her for now, right?"

"I suppose, but it would really help if she was here."

"Look, we need people to defend the southern border. Just because we're invading Xerona doesn't mean that Skolara is going to stop attacking for awhile."

"I suppose you have a point. Is everyone else at the southern border?"

"The people currently at the southern border are M, Maggot, Lazer, Lane, and Hawk." It made sense. There were five main stations to defend at the southern border. Every person in the team was not only a specialist in their field, but had been trained in basic weapons at least, and was able to defend the border well enough for now, though the enemies were starting to multiply, and it was getting harder to keep them out. It would do us well to take over Xerona quickly, that way we would have more resources for fighting.

In addition to the main team though, there was something of a public army. Starfonzatum was inhabited by other people, just not very many. It was a small nation, and there was no formal army, so the rest of the people simply defended as they pleased. After all, it was either help defend, or be taken over. They would either be killed, enslaved, or if lucky, given the chance to join the enemy nation as a citizen. Unfortunately most of the people of Starfonzatum had left to join either Xerona or Skolara for fear of being killed or enslaved. Some people even left on boat to get to the far off nation of Zantu, though I doubted they made it.

"Can't you send Ant to the border and send M up here?" Blizzard asked, knowing the answer.

"Negative, Ant stays here, for now at least." I replied sharply. Ant was intel, and she was currently underground near the castle, but not directly under it, as a precaution if the enemies did attack the castle.

Continued in next post.

[StarF68]

"Fine, then Carrot can go in first, and if successful take out the main guard towers at the end of the Xontam Trail (The pathway between Starfonzatum and Xerona through the mountains). Then Trauma and I will go in, and meet up with Carrot. From there Core will take the rest of the planning, and Epic will lead us through the mission. The main target, of course, will be the Xen Temple at the center of Xerona. I assume Core will go with the basic method of taking out the surrounding pylons and then going for an underground sneak attack." he stopped, but the pause felt like it needed something more, and then he added, "Yep, that would be the verbal blueprints."

"Very good, sounds close enough to my idea, that'll work perfectly. Only one thing, you forgot me! I'm heading up there as soon as we're done talking, I'll be there in a half hour, and I'll help you with the attacks. Tell Core to start planning, start getting everything together. We take over Xerona today!"

"Excellent, I'll inform Core right away." he said, sounding excited.

"Okay, over and out." I said, switching my communicator to another one-way connection. "Ant," I said, "What have you got on radar?"

"Nothing at all. Looks like they're either not trying very hard, or being very sneaky. My bets are that they're actually prepared, but have lined up their defence inside the city. A risky move, but then again, they know about our radar system, and probably don't want to give away positions, as well as numbers. I'll inform you if anything else comes up."

"Sounds good, thanks Ant." I said grateful, switching off the communicator altogether. Everything was set, and I stood looking out at a midday sun. The weather was warm for an October evening, and the sky was perfect blue and uninterupted by clouds. I took a long breath of air, stopping to appriciate the moment I was in, for it wouldn't last long. Finally I turned around and headed to the stairs so I could leave, and make my way to the northern border.

Everything felt perfect, and I was ready to face anything. It's a good day to die... Fortunately we won't have to!

And as I drove down the main road to my destination, I knew something was terribly wrong with how great everything was.

[Itsa-Bouncing-Rock]

The Carpet People

The body collapsed atop the hand woven Persian as the exiting bullet left a makeshift flash of crimson to disrupt the pattern. Two tall albino men, one carrying a smoking pistol, walked toward the body to examine it. They exchanged understanding glances that the mass of blood, bones, and fat before them, was in fact, dead. They positioned his body correctly along the Persian and began rolling it up. Once they were finished the man without the gun walked out the back door, and to their utility van. He hit the side of the van twice and the back doors flew open revealing two very short men, shoulders about as wide as they were tall. They lumbered towards the carpet roll and on a silent count of three they grunted as they lifted up the body and walked it toward their van. They opened the doors and tossed it into the back, then jumped in with it, as the two taller men got into the front seat, the engine roared and the van dissapeared onto the horizon.

[skyhunter]

A writing compettition right okay here it goes

Tremble, fear agony rise upon the room. Two police man rushed into the double decker room. What they saw was a boy, crying. They questioned him. He said that a murder occured, his parents were killed. Beside him lays a knife stained with blood, The police asked the murderer apperance and he said that he dont know. They questioned the child and asked about the information of the man that killed his parents there. He always replied dont know. The police inspect and found their heads missing. They questioned the boy again. He trembled, crying and sobbing. Saying the same fews words of I dont know. Onre of the police asked again with a stern look in his eyes. The boy finally answered. He told them that the murderer went in stabbed his mom and the his pops. He went hiding under his bed. He saw the whole thing, resist himself from crying. The murderer chopped of their head and put it in a bag... The police puzzled and saw a bag on the boys' hand. He then asked where the murderer put it. He did not replied. This time the police shouted"WHERE!" where is the bag. The bo trembled this not with fear but anticipation. He said I really dont know, repeating himself until the other police asked. "where did the murderer go" The boy answered "He hid under the bed"

End Muhaaaa