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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(M/m, Neko)
My first attempt, let me know what you think. If I get enough positive reviews I'll continue. And yeah sorry the first chapter is ridiculously draggy. It gets better after that, I promise. And Disclaimer: The author of this story does not in anyway condone relationships with minors and assumes no responsibility for dumb fucks who do so and get themselves into trouble. Sucks to be you.

Without further ado, enjoy.

this is a story haley, my wife (see my first story) is writing

she'll post the updates when she's written them (she wants to become anon because its a part of my life and she wants to share my interests (aint she the best?))

its called the academy

“I shouldn’t be doing this, I shouldn’t be doing this, I shouldn’t be doing this, oh fuck it” I thought to myself as I slid my hand into my skirt under the table, snaking my fingers into my panties, sliding my fingers into my dripping wet snatch. I couldn’t help it the thoughts of Blair bending over in those workout shorts between classes was too much to bear.

My name is Penny, and I’m 17 and just entered senior year at West Ridgeland’s State High Girl’s Academy. It’s the boarding school that I’ve attended for the past 3 years. I’ve recently started having lesbian urges that result in secretly masturbating in class. While so many girls at the academy are attractive and cause these urges, there’s one who’s at the top of my list and the popularity food chain, Blair.

Now I’m pretty popular and most people like me, she’s just the most popular. Even all the teachers like her. Some rumors say that one of the teachers gave her and A+ on her final so she could lick Blair’s pussy. Yeah that’s right; teacher gave the grade and PERFORMED the sexual favor instead of the other way around.

Blair and I are friends and actually happen to share the same “suite”. See here at Ridgeland’s State High Girl’s Academy there are 3 houses; each grade has 5 suites, each suite having 2 dorms and a living space/ kitchen, and each dorm has 2 people. So I’d seen Blair in lounge clothes before like t-shirts and shorts, but never anything else.

My roommate and best friend was Marie Beeyen. She was also very attractive. She had long brown hair, tan skin, green eyes, and one of the best asses I’ve ever seen (and I have seen it bare!) Marie was a lesbian so she was the person I decided to talk to about these urges.

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A Collection of my favorite fanfictions.

I was at the gas station the other day, checking the pressure in my tires, and went inside to buy a bottle of coke. When I came out, I noticed a little girl beside my car, trying to inflate the tires on her bicycle. Air was hissing everywhere, and her tires were just getting flatter. As I got into my car, I saw that she was crying. She looked to be only about seven or eight. I couldn't see anybody around that might have been a parent.

I felt kind of sorry for her, so I leaned out the window and asked her if she wanted some help.

She seemed to notice me for the first time, and rubbed the tears from her eyes. "When I put the air in, it just comes out again!" She said angrily.

I hopped out and knelt beside her bike. "Let me have a look." I said softly. As I had suspected, when I put air into the tube, it just leaked out again at the rim, and there was obviously a hole somewhere. I told her so, and offered to fix it for her. She seemed pleased to hear that, so I grabbed some tools and a roll of duct tape from my glove box.

"What's wrong, anyway? Why are you upset?" I asked her as I unbolted the wheel and started levering the tire off the rim.

"Everything is wrong!" She said vaguely.

"Where's mom and dad?"

"At home..." She said in a whisper.

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CHAPTER 1
“I’m heading into town. You guys want anything?” Aang, the Avatar, turned as he spoke to his female cohorts.
“Hello? WE’RE GIRLS!” Shouted Toph as she picked flecks of dirt from her feet. For a Royal Earth-Bender, Toph Bei Fong was surprisingly crass and boyish. This adventure was a welcome change from the prim-and-proper lifestyle of a princess. The hardships associated with it actually attracted her into it more. She enjoyed the frequent lack of “proper” hygiene and irregular sleeping patterns. Katara and Sokka were good company even though they could be annoying every once in a while. Lately, Katara had acted as a sort of mother figure toward Toph. Perhaps she was making up for feeling some kind of guilt at losing her mother. Whatever katara’s reasons, Toph felt some comfort in the waterbender.
“No, I think we’re good. Someone should scout for us. Hey brother, do you want to look out for us?” Sokka was showing off by balancing his boomerang. When Katara called his name, he dropped it on a napping Momo, frightening him. Toph felt Momo leave the ground in flight and put in her comment.
“HA! Sokka watching guard? That’s like me wearing a blindfold: useless! He couldn’t even tell if Appa was coming at him.”
“Listen everyone. Fire nation rogues nearly caught us a few days ago. They might still be on our trail. If you see anything suspicious Sokka, have Momo come get me in town, okay?” The flying monkey landed on Aang’s shoulder and chattered agreeably. “And for that matter Toph, if you sense any movements in the ground, have Momo get me too okay?” The earthbender gave a nonchalant hand gesture and shifted a weed back and forth in her mouth.
“Right then. Be right back.” The Avatar slung a pack across his shoulder and set out for the nearby town.
“How long do you think he’ll be gone?” Said Sokka as Momo harangued him for stepping on his tail.
“Who knows? He likely will spend all of our money on something he really doesn’t need based on the weight of his footfalls as he left.” Toph stretched her limbs out and yawned. Katara said nothing but looked out at Aang’s disappearing figure. When she found him in the ice l

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Anonymous 09/11/16(Mon)15:12 No. 5275 File: 125841312770.jpg-(78.05KB, 350x315, happy_eskimo_girl.jpg) (Sorry about the unparagraphed block o' text. Fixing it seems very tedious so please bear w/ me.) CHAPTER 2 “HEY! What are you doing?” Toph was surprised as Katara grabbed her ankles and wrapped a band of water around her waist and wrists, freezing Toph in place but leaving her feet free. She tried to escape, but with no avail. “I’m gonna see just how “dirty” you are, Toffee!” Katara upheld Toph’s foot in her hands and ran her finger down the soiled sole. It was tough and hard from years of walking barefoot but not without some girlish charm. “You have cute feet Toph. I wonder what they taste like…” Katara leaned forward, pressing her nose into Toph’s angelic toes and sniffed strongly. The odor was not foul or stinky, nor piquant or pleasant. It smelled simply of skin and dirt. Katara continued to love Toph’s foot by licking all over it, creating a mud-like substance of mixed together saliva and dirt. Toph was being tickled by this sensation and in response wriggled her dirty digits on Katara’s face, smearing mud all over her. With her other hand, Katara began rubbing Toph’s other foot and massaging her thick sole. Toph was beginning to succumb to the tickling and thus began to laugh hysterically. “WA-HA-HA-HA-HA! STOP IT KATARA! YOU’RE TICKLING ME!!!! I CAN’T STAND IT!!!!” The hilarious Earthbender was forced to be worked on by Katara’s tongue and fingers unbearably. It tickled so much that Toph wet herself. “I love your feet Toph. They’re so sexy. I want to consume them!” “THAT’S GRAND AND ALL BUT LET ME BE! I THINK I WILL PASS OUT SOON!” Toph’s words were wobbly with amusement. Katara began to slow, letting Toph’s tired foot fall after one last moan-inducing lick. After being released from the bands, Toph’s cackling slowed to deep breaths as Katara leaned over her. “Did that feel good, Toph?” Mud dripped from Katara’s mouth onto Toph’s face as she spoke, marring her perfect visage with little brown splotches. Katara brushed a lock of Toph’s black hair away from her face and gazed into her eyes. They were enthralling, beautiful cyan eyes that were at once both blank with blindness yet intense with emot Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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Anonymous 09/11/16(Mon)15:13 No. 5276 File: 125841322497.png-(112.50KB, 333x250, Toph_dobs.png) CHAPTER 3 “Go ahead Toph, look with your hands.” Said katara. Toph raised a hand and touched Katara’s penis. “WOW! I HAVE NEVER FELT ANYTHING LIKE THAT!” Toph exclaimed as she made contact with Katara’s crotch. While Katara had a feminine figure and body, she did not have such feminine genitals. In fact, her semi-erect penis had a good inch on her brother Sokka’s. “SSSHHH!!! You’ll wake Sokka! He can’t see us like this!” katara loudly whispered to an amazed Toph, who was playing with Katara’s foreskin, stretching it back and forth over her glans. “Okay, but really? A penis? I was expecting a vagina but I guess I can roll with this. And…rock…” With this wisecrack, Toph began to move her smooth hand up and down Katara’s hard cock. She performed a hand-job for a while that made Katara sigh softly with pleasure. After a bit, Toph began to massage Kat’s brown balls, shifting them about in her other hand. Katara put her hands on Toph’s head and began moving it close, trying to give a clue that she wanted Toph to use her mouth now. Katara felt Toph’s small, warm mouth slide over her foreskin covered dick-head. She really was in pleasure now, and thus began to moan louder and close her eyes. “It feels so good Toph. Oh yes…suck me….” Toph moaned with a cock-filled mouth and began to blow kat faster. With her hands, she stroked Kat’s cock at the base and simultaneously fingered her butt-hole. The pleasure was getting stronger and stronger. Before it got too strong, Katara wanted to go all the way with Toph. “Toph…please let me put it in.” Toph made sure to passionately slurp the head of Katara’s penis before popping it out of her mouth. “Okay! I thought you would never ask.” Toph removed her clothes and lay back on the bare Earth. She spread her legs which revealed her maiden vagina. It was moist from the previous bout of felatio. Katara said nothing as she got into position above Toph’s delicious body. The tip of her dick entered Toph’s vagina. Katara felt the warm interiors of Toph’s wonderful pussy and began to move her penis in and out. Being a virgin, it hurt at first for Toph. Losing her hymen made her squeak in pai Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

Hey /elit/ists, I don't really write erotica, or anything in fact, but I thought I'd have a crack at telling a story. It's about my first sexual experience, and it was with my cousin no less. It wouldn't be right to tell the story without first explaining the situation, so if you're not interested in the details, feel free to skip the next eight paragraphs.

My aunt and uncle were pretty well-off, they had a big house down near the beach, and two daughters, one was a year older than me, the other was a year younger. I lived with my parents as an only child, and we lived in the poor-ish neighborhood. It seemed there was always some kind of drama, either we had no money, or some bill hadn't been paid and an essential service was cut off, or my parents were engaged in one of their screaming matches again.

When I turned twelve, it started getting worse; I think my dad was nailing some other woman on the side, and it seemed my mother knew about it. They were usually so involved in arguing or trying to undermine each other, that I was of little significance to them. I fixed my own breakfast, got myself ready for school in the mornings, I walked there on time, did my work, walked home, and spent most of my free time in my bedroom, drawing pictures or writing in my notebook. It was possible that on many occasions a day could pass where I never spoke to my parents, or even caught their gaze. From my point of view however, this was a good thing.

Sometimes when things were especially bad, I would go and stay at my Auntie's house for a couple of days, and that was fine with me. The first few times, I was a bit nervous, what with staying in a strange house and all, but I got used to it. My auntie Karen was a great person, always smiling and laughing. She was a witty, sarcastic person who seemed to always be drinking coffee. Uncle Cam was pretty cool too. He was the perfect counterbalance to Karen, and also joked a lot. He was a gentleman in every sense of the word, He read the paper and drank tea and ate toast or crumpets in the morning, he had 'his' armchair that only he was allowed to sit in, and I don't think I heard him raise his voice or swear

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I recently moved back in with my mom. Not because I had to, but because she asked me to. my mom got divorced and she has gone to part time work and needs the help with the bills and with my sisters tuition. I need a cheap place to live ;so there ya'go.
I am 20, my my is 37, my sister has turned 12 on Oct 11th'09.my mom gave birth to me at age 17.

Iv been gone for two years. Lots has changed. My mom got really 'clingy' with me and my sister since I moved out. and her husband left. When I left , 2 years ago, I knew my mom keopt a vibrator in her night stand. Id seen it a million times over the years. I never thought too much about it . her and my step dad (my sisters real dad) used the vibrator together I'm sure. This idea of "moms vibrator" never freaked me out.

About three weeks ago I was in her room for some reason and noticed that it wasn't there any more (I snoop through everybody's room a lot) I looked a little through her room and didn't see any vibrators. I fig. she ha out grown it , or she was too old to be masturbating.

not a big deal ;right?
now, since iv been back my mom has been real clingy and stuff , she makes [demands] me lie on the couch with her and my sister and watch TV together. she forces 'family meals' on us, she
must know all about how our 'day' went etc. etc. Strangest of all is that she takes baths with my sister now. After years of not doing this, she has started again. she hasn't taken a bath with her since she was like 6. but now its like 3 nights a week. My mom has also started drinking much more since she got divorced and only works part time. the 'family dynamic' has
changed because it was only the two of them in the house...and now me. A week after I was snooping in my moms room I was snooping in my sisters room. I did this because I noticed, in
the hamper, she now has kind of 'sexy' underwear. not like thongs or anything just kind of black/red 'sexy' thing. when I left the only underwear she had was like "Dora the explorer' or Barbie stuff. I wanted to see what else she had. so I'm snoopi

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I always knew my sister was different, but when I was 16, I found out just how crazy she really was. When I was a little girl her age, I was interested in dolls, horses and my favorite television shows. If I had any thoughts of sex at all, it was only a strange, distant yearning when I saw cute boys - I definitely didn't know what it meant. As a teenager, halfway through high school, I thought I had a pretty good grasp on sex and what it was all about, but it turned out I was wrong about that as well.

When I say she was different, I don't mean she looked weird, or was super smart or had telepathic powers or something - I just mean she always seemed more wordly, more aware than she should have been for her age. She didn't excel at school; in that respect she was just normal, but she always seemed to understand what grownups were talking about, at least when it came to relationships.

She was a master manipulator, and I think tapping into people's feelings and their desires or secrets was something that just came naturally to her. I remember when I was 12 and she was 6, we wanted to go to the water park so badly, but our dad wasn't having any of it. I had already tried every trick in the book from crying to begging. Then Sammie started asking these seemingly innocent questions and making just off-the-wall remarks about his work and our mom. At the time it didn't make any sense to me, but now that I think about it, and now that I know how she operates, I see that she somehow keyed in on what was bothering him: his work and the shit our mom was giving him for not making enough money. Those are some pretty esoteric concepts for a six year old, but she just sort of felt her way to them and used words and terms she'd picked up from our parents' fights, which she probably didn't even understand on a literal basis. To me it looked like my dad just got annoyed with her enough that he took us simply to shut her up, but now I think she made him so uncomfortable without him knowing why it was happening that he gave in - but put up a gruff front like it was for some other reason. Anyway, needless to say, Sammie got her way - a lot.
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