thank you anon

When i was 3 and my sister was 5 and for a few years we played a pussy-peekaboo game where she had me look up her VAGINA. One day she had me look up her ass instead and then she farted...

when i was 8, we were home alone once, our parents on a week-long trip. None of her friends wanted to play and she was bored, so she decided to push me into playing some games. I guess she had had sexual ed at school because she decided to relive old days and play pussy peekaboo again. Still being an ignorant little kid i played along with a giggle. Then she tried the ass trick again and failed. When i was gonna peek up her pussy again i noticed she was wet and asked if she had wet herself. Instead of answering she changed the game and it was now about getting my finger as far up her pussy as possible.

When I had my entire finger and a bit more in she was moaning and blood dripped down. Knowing what had just happened, she told me to try again. And so i ended up fingering her for some minutes, can't remember exactly how i ended up taking my finger in and out.

I had a tiny little boner of course and when she noticed she changed the game into taking my dick as far up it as possible. She was taller than me so she laid down to give me proper access. I put it in and slid it deep in. At first it was just a shocking feeling, and i pulled it out. But she told me to put it back in so i did. Now it just felt great, she told me to take it out and in. But just as i was about to do so mom and dad comes home, the plane had been canceled after hours of waiting at the airport. So my mom got scared and said "you're moving with your aunt and uncle in bel-air"

ROFL!!!

Wow, this should be moderated, but its too damn funny.

And we would like to welcome to the boards, the Bel Aire.

The boards will never be the same.

omfg.......... dude, omfg...... LOL way to go.

0pp0siti0n wrote:Wow, this should be moderated, but its too damn funny.

word of advice... dont moderate the new admin he doesnt like it

LOL indeed, I thought I saw you as a new admin. Gratzorz bro.

Anyone that moderates that will have his man card revoked, post haste.

Women, too.

I moderate, but it won't be revoked....

ah yes, but the OP still stands. Hence, no threat to the man card

I got soul shatter anyway, we're good.

Just thought about something, how come everything we post on turns somehow to WoW, winter? lol

Don't look at me, you aggroed it to yourself.

RIGHTEOUS DEFENSE! BOP!!! DO SOMETHING!!!!!

*dead*


I blame Jannos.....

If I was in on the original joke, I'd curse Bergnasty for you.....


/cast ressurection rank 6

lol.... Jannos was an old pally I raided with, and every boss fight I swear to god, he had like full mana, and we all were pissed cause we thought he must not even be healing, so we came up with the saying "Blame Jannos" for whenever anything bad happened lol

A Mother passing by her son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.

Then she saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to "Mom" With the worst premonition she opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter.


Dear Mom,:

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it's not only the passion...Mom she's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.

Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone.We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better. She deserves it. Don't worry Mom. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.

Love,
Your Son Jon


P.S. Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the report card that's in my center desk drawer.

I love you.
Call me when it's safe to come home.

theres another story and its more user friendly than the original

Bout to go show this to my friends, hilarious bro, hilarious.