REQUESTS! COMMENTS! ANY FUCKING THING THAT AIN'T AN ACTUAL ELIT! All that goes here in this thread or it is deleted. The board space is for elit. Not for requests spam or crap like that.

Lets start off with saying that. We have an irc channel (irc.99chan.org)(channel name is (#/elit/). Now go to it. NOW! Stop looking at the porn and GO! Here are some irc clients that you can choose from.

http://www.xchat.org/
http://www.mirc.com/
http://www.hydrairc.com/

So go! Install it. And be...oh fuck the public service anouncment shit. Just show up. Oh and if you cant figure it out than holler and we'll see what we can do. Now start requesting written porn and complaining and shit.

we have an IRC channel ya know...

first get a client,
http://www.xchat.org/
http://www.mirc.com/
http://www.hydrairc.com/

for firefox users
https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/16
^ chatzilla

when you enter, mess around a bit until you find an option to connect to a server, in the box where you type the server name, put irc.99chan.org you should then be auutomatically joining our server

In the server window, you type /join #/elit/

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Hello! First timer here, was referred here by another board. This was originally posted on my y!gallery. Ongoing series. Hope at least a few enjoy it!
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Three nights in a row I’d sat alone in my flat, trying to read but mostly spending my time moping over the demise of yet another relationship. What is it about me that seems to drive people away? I’m a nice enough bloke, I think. I’m slow to get angry, I remember birthdays, I’ve been told I’m not bad in bed. But I’ve never been able to keep a boyfriend longer than a few months. It’s just not fair.

But enough moping. Maybe I should forget about relationships and such for the time being and just focus on having some fun. I know just where to go.

I don’t live in the best part of town. Just a few blocks away, there’s a strip of seedy bars and clubs. They attract a lot of young lads of my persuasion, and on one corner in particular stand boys that can be had for the price of a few drinks. Some look pretty rough, but there’s usually a few attractive ones. I walk down the sidewalk nervously, wondering what I might find. I didn’t expect him.

He’s striking. Jet black hair and pale white skin. Impossibly narrow hips in tight black jeans. Tight black and white striped top. Some of the boys whistle or make suggestive comments, but he’s quiet, leaning back against the brick wall, one knee jutting out. For a moment I wonder if he’s even one of them, but then he arches an eyebrow at me. Just that, nothing more. I walk closer to him and look at his face. Pale blue eyes, long lashes, freckled cheeks and boyish features. He licks his pouty lower lip and raises his eyebrows again.

“Like what you see, Mister?”

I smirk slightly and then speak quietly, in a voice barely over a whisper. “You bottom?”

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"WAKE UP!"

'Wait... was it all just a dream?'

Seth groaned at the sound of his room mate's yelling. Mornings were not his favorite time of day.

"SETH! WAKE UP! If we are late again, Headmaster will have your ass!"

At this he immediately sat up. Even on the last day of school, he didn't dare piss off that sadistic, demonic being that lived under the guise of a woman.

It was indeed his last day, not that Seth seemed to notice. All the other students were in a hurry to say their final goodbyes, but not Seth. He couldn't get his mind off of the dream.

"Dream about her again last night?" asked Eagan as he sat down for his lunch.

"... Yeah..." a simple response that brought a smile to his best friends face.

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I put this up on 7chan and figured i'd try my hand here. This is my first /elit so... please bear with me for any mistakes.

Note: this is more of a gentle type of story so it takes a little while to get to the "good stuff". Please be patient with the E for this /elit.

Chapter 1: Meeting (no sex yet)
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Parker stood at the front of his new fifth-grade class, shaking. He hated introducing himself like this to the rest of the class, but his teacher, Mrs. Klein, forced him to do so. Being the new student always irked Parker to no end. The fact that his family moved frequently, being in the military, meant he often had to be the new student. This year was no exception. Parker stared at the floor for several more seconds.
"Hello class." Mrs. Klein began. "This is Parker Nelson, he's a new student here. He's going to introduce himself to everyone and tell us a little about himself."
Mrs. Klein was an attractive woman by all means, slender, fit, and with her youthful features, you could barely tell she was nearing middle age. She placed a slender hand on Parker's shoulder and smiled down at him. He lifted his head and coerced a painfully fake smile. He then looked towards his classmates and tried his best to begin.
"H-hi." He paused. "My name is P-parker Nelson. Um... my dad is a Sergeant Major and uh, my mom is a medic. I'm 9 years old and..." He looked to Mrs. Klein "I dunno what else to say." he whispered.
"It's okay, Parker" she whispered back. "You did a fine job." She patted his shoulder and turned to the class.
"How about this." She smiled. "Anyone have any questions for Parker?"
The students looked around for a few seconds to see if anyone would raise their hand until one small boy at the rear of the room raised his.
"Yes Tyler?"

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*same guy* 10/03/15(Mon)04:13 No. 5762 Alright alright, a word of warning, this is the most depressing, dark, and rough chapter i have written. Worry not, dear friends! things will look up after this i promise! Also, i've written yet another character i despise in this chapter. Luke makes me extremely angry. Enjoy! Warning: non-consensual __________________________________________ Chapter 14: New Friends "Another day at school." Tyler thought as he stared out the classroom window and tapped his pencil on the hollow desk. It was reading time, but he had finished his book fifteen minutes into the half-hour session they were forced to endure daily. He hated the quiet during these times, it was deafening. While Mrs. Klein ignored his tapping most of the time, today proved to be a bad day on her part. "Tyler!" She commanded. "Quit that tapping now or you get another mark on your card." He already had one earlier from spacing out and missing the question she asked him. Tyler held his pencil fast and placed it on his desk as soft as he could. Not having recess did not sound like a tempting idea on a clear day like this. The tapping kept his mind from the worry that had enveloped him these past few days. Parker still wasn't back! He pounded the table once. Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>	Anonymous 10/03/15(Mon)17:34 No. 5766 File: 12686996696.jpg-(41.57KB, 430x243, passion-of-christ.jpg) >"Parker." He whispered. "Why couldn't you protect me?"

>>	*same guy* 10/03/15(Mon)18:48 No. 5768 File: 126870409046.jpg-(23.54KB, 500x328, picard_facepalm1-500x328.jpg) >>5766 Not what i was going for...

Recently I had a dream about an erotic encounter with my favorite anime character, Ayumu “Osaka” Kasuga of Azumanga Daioh. I found it notable enough that I decided to write it down and make into a fanfic. Hope you enjoy!

I Dream of Osaka

Oh my fucking God you guys. I just had the sexiest damn dream of my entire fucking life. Holy shit. I’m writing it down so I can always remember it. But first, some back-story.

I had recently finished fapping to Osaka porn and was now cleaning up. When that was done, I began to look at work-safe pictures of her (screencaps from the anime, fan-art, etc.) and longed so greatly to hold her in my arms. After putting my comp to sleep and brushing my teeth, I turn off the lights and crawl into bed. All I can think about is Ayumu Kasuga and her adorable face, her innocent antics, her immaculate loveliness.

Soon I drift into a fast sleep. It is an uneventful sleep, disturbed only by periodic wake-ups to urinate. Early in the morning, before the sun came up, I had a dream. Not just any old dream mind you, but one I’d cut my own pinky toe off to relive again.

It began without ceremony, already a good ways into what ultimately would be a sex session with Osaka. She was there, RIGHT there, lying naked on my bed, waiting for me. Next to the bed I stood, also unclothed. Apparently I had already tossed Osaka’s salad as there was the slightest taste of shit in my mouth. Since it came from Osaka’s sweet ass it was a.o.k. Not wanting to delay things and horny as two hells, I crawl onto the bed so that I am hovering over her.

“Hello ___…” She calls me by name. The way she said it suggested we had known each other, perhaps as friends or something more, for quite some time. I was so enthralled with this anime girl made manifest. Yet I hoped Osaka would be in this state of mind too. Should we share out lust and love, the business we were about to engage in would become even more special. My hands canvass Osaka’s developing breasts, earning me sighs of elation. I pull slightly on her nipples. Even more response. I add my tongue, an extended and loud moan which makes her close her eyes. Her tits swelled substantially. Perceiv

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This white house at the end of the street, with two stories, two neat little flower gardens, and a two car garage, is where I live. The lawn is uniformly green, freshly cut, sloping gently, not a fraction of an inch too long. Mom is standing by the fence in a knitted sweater with her hair neatly tied into a ponytail, talking to the woman next door, probably exchanging recipies. Her smiling, red-painted lips disgust me. I'm trying to keep my head down, not make eye contact, but it isn't working. She turns to me as I creep up the driveway and locks her beady, predatorial little eyes on me. She stares at me without blinking, like a scarecrow. She raises a bony hand, with it's painted claws, and gives me a wave. I grit my teeth as my eyes bore holes in the driveway and pass by without acknowledging her. When I reach for the front door knob, the grotesquely disproportianate reflection in it's spotless chrome seems to reach up to me. I like that. That monstrous reflected figure in the doorknob, with a hand ten times the width of the rest of it's body is somehow reassuring.

Dad is inside, in the kitchen. As I walk behind him, he turns and smiles at me.

"Hello sweetheart, how was your day?"

He's wearing a blue and white striped apron. I want to rip it off him and wrap it tightly around his throat until he turns blue, choking the life out of him, and before he blacks out, take that kitchen knife and slash him with it over and over, I want to feel hot blood spray onto my hands and face, I want to see something, anything, having the life squeezed out of it inch by painful inch.

I need to respond. It's either one question now or a brutally gentle series of probing questions later on at some revolting father-daughter bonding ritual to root out just what's wrong with me. I fucked five boys in the bathrooms at school for ten dollars apice, and three of them were niggers, dad. I'm glad I had that miscarrige three weeks ago, raising a disgusting parasitic child at fourteen is hard work, dad. I've fucked both your brother, and mine, and I liked it, dad.

"Great, dad." I said, with a grimace that I tried really hard t

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I just can't let a good thing go ^_^
Well, it is a new girls story, thus a new thread

Anyway, chapter one

(ANIME) LOLI, VIOLENCE (MURDER), NON-CONSENSUAL SEX, MASTURBATION


Sequel to the popular 'Popular Girl' series. New girl, new story.

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- One year and a half previous (Merkolovian time) -

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Anime Lover 10/02/19(Fri)06:02 No. 5671 well after chapter N 19, like i said, my 'to-do' list for this entire 'season' will be complete. the main story and the sub-stories will have all been completed. so, I wouldn't necessarily say the season is over, I just have to come up with more content for more chapters. further chapters will pretty much be no real plot or 'slice of life' type deal and considering Alma is ok with her purpose of giving and receiving pleasure, that leaves things open for more sex-filled chapters with various fetishes to play on ^_^ which was the whole purpose of the main storyline. I just need to create another 'to-do' list in my head... afterall... there hasn't been as much wetting and watersport action in this series as much as I liked to have had, that's one thing i've been thinking about for possible chapter 20... so you could say that my 'to-do' list has two more things instead of one. so, like I said, not really the end, but after Chapter n 19, I'm likely going to be taking a break from this series and work on some of my other fics I had planned ever since the start of the first 'season'

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Chapter N 19 Anime Lover 10/02/24(Wed)08:39 No. 5686 File: 126702959477.jpg-(160.75KB, 848x1200, 797c3aa3793c59cba0bbe2cfaaee3e8d8446b3cb.jpg) Chapter N 19 (ANIME) LOLI (NYMPH), MILD VIOLENCE, M/f, ORAL On the first day of the weekend, Alma is informed of her first of many, Client Meetings since discovering her purpose, much to her excitement and eagerness. How will it turn out? Well, not quite an even twenty chapters like my other series, but well, I need to come up with another 'to-do' list for content, and I already have two ideas, but i'm going to try to finish a few of my other planned fics before continuing another chapter of this series ^_^ Well, I particularly liked doing this chapter, happy sex is always great. it was meant to be only about 7-9 pages, but I went ahead and fleshed things out ^_^ - - The Next day, Shakrus (Friday) - - 4:37 P.M. - - Alma and Lina's home - Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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Chapter N 20 (EX 48) Anime Lover 10/03/14(Sun)09:10 No. 5756 Chapter N 20 (EX 48) (ANIME) [LOLI] (NYMPH), [ECCHI] Paid for her afternoon of fun, Alma does what any other Merkolovian teen does when they have money- Go shopping with friends! - - 6:12 P.M. - - Living Room - "Well? How'd it go?" asks Lina, smiling as she and Alma sat on the couch. The two were dressed in the same clothes from earlier in the day, Lina in just a worn yellow T-shirt and small pink panties, Alma wearing a red sleeveless shirt, pleated blue skirt and white socks. Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

A Bond of Brothers by The Dimentsional Witch.
Warnings: M/M, Incest.

I. Heaven Is the Feeling I Get In Your Arms

Allen was in his bed, tears running down his face. He couldn't hold back that he was going to be alone and seperated from his best friend, lover and brother. Terrence was set to be deployed in the next 48 hours for Afghanistan. He knew that his chances for coming back in one piece were mixed, but he couldn't help the pain of being seperated from him for so long. He wanted to die right then and there. His parents knew he wouldn't take the news of his brother leaving for war well, but they had no idea it would lead to this. He'd done so well when Terrence went off to boot camp and with all his other service time, that they really didn't see this coming. He'd locked himself in his room, wouldn't eat, wouldn't come out and wouldn't let anyone in, including his brother.

Terrence told his parents he'd talk to him and they were sure he'd know what to say to calm his little brother's fears. For awhile even he had been confident of his own words until he approach Allen's room. Hearing the deep uncontrolable sobbing made his heart speed up and a deep ache was inside of him. Until that very moment a lot things weren't clear for Terrence. He was just realizing he was in love with his brother. He didn't take into consideration how much he'd miss him. He leaned on the door an slid to the floor, to sit in front of it.

"Damn you Terry! I hate you so much for leaving me!" He heard coming in a muffled cry from the other side of the door. Terry buried his head into his lap as he listened to the sorrowful, angry words Allen used.

"Son of a bitch! I thought you loved me! You bastard! I thought... you..." Allen trailed off. Terrence retched somewhere inside from his feelings. He didn't want to go now. Had he only known a years earlier that he'd feel this way about anyone, let alone his own baby brother, he would never have signed at that school job fair. All he did these days was dream about Allen and his chance to be with him. All those times in the night during

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Finally! I've been wanting to do this fic for so long and I've finally gotten around to it! ^_^

Minami visit’s a mildly ill Yutaka in the schools medical room and gets much more than she expects.

this fic is strongly based on the these two pics: http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=617320, http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=279679

Disclaimer: I don't own Lucky Star or any of its characters that appear in this work of fiction.
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Laying back on the mildly comfortable bed, Yutaka stared up at the ceiling, counting the squares above in her boredom.

The young pink-haired girl sighs as she rests on the bed in one of the schools medical rooms, covered by a thin sheet that didn't do much but cover her clothed body, the cool, damp towel resting on her forehead seemed to be more effective.

Her counting and boredom was soon alleviated as she sees the familiar face of her friend Minami walk into the room.

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