Notes Of Agent Kassin
Date: 9th September, 2009
It’s been a week since I arrived in Japan. My place is not a 5 star hotel, perhaps a one star. It has a classic Japanese slide door, a small sofa bed, some pillows, enough for an assassin. I’ve done a lot of operations back in the States and a couple in Europe, but this one is a new experience. My objective was to track down a Yakuza gang guy called ‘Kobarchi’. Don’t know what his name means but I do know for a fact that Asians are exceptional in stealth and melee combat. That’s why ninjas are quite feared I guess. But as a western white guy, I’m never afraid to explore new challenges. After all, we are known for adventuring and conquering the entire world.
I encountered a few of Kobachi’s men in a street, 3 guys to be exact. I kicked their asses and interrogated the whereabouts of the Kobachi’s guy. The problem was one of them escaped, while I was interrogating. I took the 2 guys out and chased him but I couldn’t catch up. He disappeared. Now they knew about me. That was 3 days ago but it did lead to an unexpected surprise. Yesterday, they sent a woman to take care of me and worse I was caught off-guard when they sent a sexy bitch. She busted through the door threw a couple of knives at me. Fortunately, I managed to shield it with the sofa bed. Then she attacked me with a dagger and I’m unarmed. Great. I mainly tried to stay defensive but then I managed to knock her dagger out with the Japanese umbrella.
Now it’s a fair hand to hand combat. She screamed some Japanese words like a battle charge. And we fought, it was intense. But I caught her in a chokehold and I snapped her neck. The room went silent real quick. I looked down to see her and there she was, her eyes wide open, her mouth slightly open. Victory at last. I put her down on my small sofa bed while she was staring right at me. It was very erotic. I could feel an erection in my pants. Then I had an idea. I’ve never tried it before but didn’t think she would be my first. I undressed her pants and opened her shirt. A black bra and a beautiful silk pantyhose. Her face was death staring in defeat and I’m about to humiliate her. Her pantyhose looked so good on her that I didn’t want to take it off. I grabbed one of her knives and pierce a small hole through her pantyhose, then tearing it with my hands to make it bigger. I pulled out my cock and rubbed it around her face as an appetizer. Her poor little face shows no retaliation. Then I slowly pierced my cock into her vagina and there I banged. Up and down while looking at the erotic stare of hers. It made it so magical. It’s a thrill unlike the other. Then I came. I looked at her one last time before I changed my location, her face defeated with some white dripping from her vagina. I’m sure Kobarchi or his guys would know just what happens when they test my skills.

I was not a soldier but a USN sailor. We were trained to win in combat, be it on land (Seals) sea (all of us) or air ( the best fucking pilots and planes in the world) if you want a shit storm the all you have to do is challenge the USA. Like the other guy said, we aren’t the worlds police or even their maids. But we are the best in the world so if all of you would have been speaking German if it weren’t for us better appreciate it.

Generic comment ; I am lazy
When primal anger, mental pain and hidden dammage , unlimmited hatred ,mindless lust and
total agression are forged together in the mind,
One will fight for survival with lustfull insainity and extreme cruelty and sadisme
As a man who tries not to give a fuck about the outside world, I turn into a primal beast,
that feels that as at least as it is within justified combat , a primal war,
all brutallity and lust are totally necessary ,overwhelmingly exciting

I once fought a cougar. Her name was Carol, and she was fine piece of ass.She was a mate's mum back in high school, when we were thirteen and awkward and horny as fuck. She was a redhead and wore red lipstick, with enough lines on her face to tell that she's been through a bit but still totally fucking hot.

So I hung out at my friends place quite a lot. He had a pool at his place and we'd all go over on hot days. Second best way to spend the summer holidays, after the mall and perving on all the hot girls that walked by. One day, I was in my speedos and his mum came over in a bikini. Instant boner. I was waist deep in the pool at this stage, so I thought I was safe, but she walked over to the side, looked down and smirked.

Then she got into the pool with me.

"So Luke Skywalker, we meet again!" she cried as she whipped out a lightsaber from within her ample bosom. "You thought you could hide in the guise of a simple horny school student, but the Sith cannot be fooled! Now face me in combat, you evil JEDI!"

Damn, I thought. Shawn's mum is a nutcase with a lightsaber. Even for a hot MILF, it was a bit much. My boner dropped immediately.

"Listen Shawn's mum, I'm not a Jedi," I tried to explain "It wasn't a lightsaber in my speedos you saw, it was just my enormous erection because you're a fucking hot piece of fuckmeat."

"Oh," she replied, sheathing her lightsaber and tucking it back into her bosom. "My apologises, I thought you were a Jedi Knight out to kill me. Okay then, do you want to fuck?"

So we fucked for a while in the pool. And then I called her a dirty slutty hillbilly cougar, and things got ugly.
So I cut her down with my lightsaber and used the FORCE to cover up the body. Then I flew off in my X-Wing to help blow up the Death Star.

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Edge of Tomorrow will disengage your socks as cocksure Army PR mouthpiece Major William Cage progresses from chickenshit to combat ready. Touring all the major news networks after a recent military victory over a seemingly insurmountable alien adversary, Cage suddenly finds himself unable to weasel his way out of the frontline of an all-out assault. An ROTC Cadet with a major in advertising, Cage has no combat experience, nor any interest in being anywhere near Europe when the fighting starts on the very next day. Demoted and railroaded into a war he wants no part of, the now Private Cage faces down his own mortality in a battle that will most certainly cost him his very life.

Go on and grab your favorite Tom Cruise flick and settle in with your honey in appreciation of one of today's best actors.

So I guess I may as well confess something of my own...

I've had a relationship with my step-father for nearly two years now. I never actually realized how sexual our relationship was until after the first year.
Let me start by saying that we aren't related by blood in anyway. After I realized how our relationship would be viewed, I did some research on it. Our relationship also started not long after I turned 18.

To paint a picture, my step-father doctor with a small practice, fairly devout and a widower, his first wife died in childbirth, giving birth to my step-brother. My mother was unwed when she had me and is devoutly religious, moreso then my step-dad. I'm a product of homeschooling and abstinence-only sexual education.
My mom and step-dad have been married six years this year and our personal doctor for as long as I can remember. I've come to trust my step-dad, I guess we'll call him Matthew, with everything involving my health and I usually ask him about anything I'm too embarrassed to ask my mom. He explained to me that 'hair' is normal, as are periods and female arousal.

The way things started was not long after my birthday. Matthew took me aside one day and handed me a little packet of pills,asking me to take them each evening at the same time. He told me that, while my mom looked down on them, some girls needed them when they got to be my age, to help with things like periods and acne. He told me that my mom was mainly against them because they had the added effect of acting as a contraceptive and a chance of increasing a woman's bust size. He promised to keep them a secret from my mom under Patient/Doctor privelege. I accepted them and took them as directed, not really thinking about it.

About two weeks later, while my mom was working and he was on call, he pulled me aside again, saying he needed to give me a check-up on how the pill was working to make sure there weren't any side-effects. We went to my room and went over the normal stuff, checking my pulse, heartbeat with a stethoscope, pupils, ears, tongue, etc. I remember he kept furrowing his brow like something was wrong, making me worried.
He then told me that he needed to double check some things and would need to do a more thorough check-up, asking me to strip. At this point I had never been in less than my underwear during a check-up, but I had no reason to question Matt, so I stripped down naked, feeling intensely self-conscious and embarrassed. He checked my breasts, commenting on how they were still only A-cup and I remember his touch feeling kind of electric. He then asked me to turn around and bend over, which I did, feeling even more self-conscious.

When we were done, he told me that the pills didn't seem to be working, most likely due to a protein deficiancy, explaining that Muscle Drinks and Protein Shakes didn't provide enough daily intake and that I would require a series of expensive shots and medications that wouldn't be covered by insurance. I was stressing out at this point until he calmed me down and suggested that there may be another way, but that he would need my permission.
He explained that the male organ produced the protein used in the medications, almost the same way a cow produces milk, and that coupled with stimulation between my legs, he could produce the protein necessary. As a doctor, he would be able to provide the correct dosage to combat the deficiancy and activate the pills.

Not much of it made sense to me, but I never understood much about medicine to begin with and was more worried about what would happen if I didn't do it, so I accepted. I was still nude at this point and he asked me to lay on my back on my bed with my head on my pillow as Matt took off his pants. I remember my heart was racing, mostly due to worry, but also because of my nudity and his undressing. When I saw his member, I actually thought how it looked like a single udder, except harder and a bit thicker.
Matt reminded me that I was okay, and that our Patient/Doctor privelege still applied, meaning that he wouldn't tell anyone and that my mom wouldn't find out about the pills. Form there he spread my legs with one hand, while the other started milking his member. When he ran a finger over my opening, I remember gasping a bit at the sudden feeling, only for Matt to tell me it was normal to make noise, but that I should try to make the noises into my pillow so people wouldn't overhear. From there, Matt leaned down, putting his head between my legs and licking the top of my opening with his tongue, making me jump and gasp again, telling me it was an old doctor's trick.

From there he continued as I tried to hold back any noise, sometimes holding my pillow over my face while he ran his tongue over a specific spot above my opening. The feeling made my heart beat faster, my body felt hot, my breaths were sharp and my back kept arching while my hips kept trying to get closer to his tongue. This continued for a few minutes until the feeling built more and more and I started to spasm, my legs twitching and my opening feeling like it was tensing and relaxing rapidly while I tried to muffle the moans I made into my pillow.
I lay there for a moment panting as Matt looked at me, smiling. He told me it had all gone perfectly, but that he was having trouble milking his member. He suggested that a woman's saliva would help and that I could milk it with my mouth, which would help things along since I would need to swallow it all anyway. I distinctly remember just nodding dumbly because I couldn't think of anything else to say and Matt asked to open my mouth and turn my head to the side.

The first thing I noticed was it's thickness and that it tasted like licking my fingers when nothing was on them, then a slightly salty taste that Matt later told me was normal, since it meant the saliva was working. From there he guided me, telling me to move my head back and forth, a hand on the back of my head to help me. His other hand moved back to my opening and, as sensitive as it was, it felt like it needed something more. I remember that when he moved his middle finger to the center of my opening, that I reflexively moaned.
Matt briefly taught how to swirl my tongue, to mind my teeth and be careful not to gag. Eventually all of his concentration went back to my opening as he rubbed the top with a thumb and began to slowly guide a finger in and out of my opening a little more each time. It wasn't long before I began to spasm again. I think the spasming hit the right spot, too, because I remember Matt tensing and salty and gluggy start to squirt into my mouth as his member twitched. I remember thinking faintly that Matt had amazing skills as a doctor to control the amount so well.

As salty and gluggy as the stuff was, I swallowed it all and lay there panting as Matt leaned over me, doing the same. After we got dressed, he told me that he would be able to provide me with the dosage as needed, sometimes more often or less often than others and that to help the process, that I should shave between my legs each night the same way I did my legs and under-arms. From there everything went on kind of normally. Not only that, nearly a month later my bust began to grow substantially, from an A-cup to a D-cup. My mom said I was a late bloomer while Matt told me in private that it was a good sign that the pills were working.

Anyway. That's my confession, I guess.

My fantasy involves getting hold of a trick water pistol disguised as a microphone, filling it with some white slime, hooking up with someone with a video camera and going into town to find some cute girls to trick into being interviewed for a "TV show".

Next I ask whether they have heard the news that in an attempt to combat teenage pregnancy, the government is considering lowering the age of consent for non-penetrative sex acts. "What do you think about that?" I ask. If they don't like it then I leave them alone. But if they think it's a good idea then they get a load of slime on their pretty faces. Before we run away, I tell them "you've just been spunk punkd!"

When I was 18 I ventured to the seedy section of Boston called the Combat Zone. I heard all the sordid stories of prostitutes and strippers as well as the crime and how rough it was. I was curious to what really went on down there so one night I skipped out on my friends and headed into Boston to check it out. I was 5'11 long blonde hair and weighed 135lbs. I had on jeans and a t-shirt and definitely peeked the interest of a few men as I walked down the street. I was new to sex with girls and had never had sex with a guy. I knew I wasn't gay or anything like that. I walked by a few strip bars and some adult book stores and came to one that looked interesting. I didn't see anyone in the store so I went in.

As I walked in I was stopped at the counter by the clerk who asked me for my ID. I gave him my drivers license and he laughed and said sure kid have fun. I was very young looking. I was 18 but I looked closer to 14 or 15. I walked up and down the aisles looking at the huge collection of porn magazines and sex toys. When I came to the back of the store I saw another section called Peep Booths. I asked the guy who was sitting at the desk what it was. He asked if I had ever been to a peep show before. I told him no I hadn't he said well its a bunch of booths inside where a person can go and watch some porn videos. I asked how much it was and he said $3 minimum. I gave him a $5 dollar bill and he gave me my tokens. He said go inside and find a booth and enjoy. I took my tokens and walked inside. It was so dark I could hardly see my own hand in front of me. As I walked along I felt hands grabbing my cock and ass. I kept moving not stopping. I walked up and down through this maze of booths and came to one that I thought I would try. I went inside and locked the door behind me and put a token in the machine and the video started playing. As the video played I could see in the booth and noticed a hole on one side of the booth. I looked down and saw a man in the other booth obviously jerking off. I sat up on the chair and watched my video. When the time expired I put another token in.
I then heard a knock on the door and a man said open the door please. I thought it was the man from upfront but when I unlocked the door a black guy pushed his way inside and told me to be quiet. I was very scared. He asked why I was there and I said I was just watching a video. He asked me if I sucked cock and I told him no I was straight. He laughed and said that doesn't mean anything. Lots of straight guys suck dick. I then noticed that he had his cock out. It was very big. Much bigger than my 5.5 inch cock. He told me to suck his cock. I told him I didn't want to. That's when he took out a bottle and said here sniff this it will make you feel better. I didn't know what they were. I asked and he said they were called poppers. I took a sniff and all of a sudden I felt so lightheaded like I was high. I had no control and I went to me knees. The guy then took my head and shoved his cock into my mouth. Suck it he said. I didn't know what to do my head was spinning. I began sucking his cock and I could taste his salty precum. He was holding my head shoving his black cock deep into my throat making me gag. First time my ass he said. You're a natural. I was starting to get my head straight when he stuck the bottle under my nose and told me to sniff it again. I did and it all started again. My head was spinning. I felt helpless and was doing what he told me to do. Then I heard him unlock the door. I saw out of the corner of my eye the door open and could see 2 or 3 guys standing there watching as I sucked my first cock. About 5 mins later I felt him pull my head closer and he shot his load into my mouth and told me to swallow it. I was choking and trying to swallow but it was too much. I spit some out and it landed on my shirt. He let go of my head and I sat there on the floor looking up. Then he got out and another guy got in. He took his cock out and told me to suck him. Feed him some poppers I heard a voice say and the bottle was placed at my nose for me to inhale. I knew what to do at this point and inhaled. Then opened my mouth to take this new guys cock. He was also black and very fat. I sucked his cock and he came rather quickly. Another guy came in and said he wanted my hole. I was pleading for him to not do it. But he pulled my pants down and spun me around and told me to bend over. I did and he again fed me some poppers. He said this will make it better and I felt his cock press against my virgin asshole. I wanted to scream but my head was still spinning and I felt him enter me. I couldn't believe all of this was happening to me. I felt his cock open my tight hole and slide in and out. His balls were slapping my balls as he thrust in and out. That's it baby take that dick. You like it don't you he said and I said no. Then another person held the poppers under my nose again. They were controlling me with these poppers. He fucked my ass and shot his load deep in me. When he pulled out I felt his cum run down my legs. He was then replaced by another and then another. In all I took 4 cocks up my ass and sucked off 4. They all left me there when they were done using me and I sat in the booth crying my eyes out. I was so ashamed and didn't want to leave. After about 30 mins I gathered myself up and walked out. Not making eye contact with anyone. When I got outside there were 3 or 4 guys standing outside and I walked past them. As I walked by they said good night sweet cheeks and all laughed. I felt like shit. I kept walking even when a prostitute asked me if I wanted a date. I kept that story to myself until just now. I now know this was my reason for becoming bi later in life.

I am becoming unnerved at the amount of posts on the confessions and requests boards appertaining to sex with minors. What is being done to combat this?

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I�ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I�ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 400 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I�m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You�re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that�s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your little miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little �clever� comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you could have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn�t, you didn�t, and now you�re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You�re fucking dead, kiddo.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I�ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I�ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 400 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I�m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You�re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that�s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your little miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little �clever� comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you could have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn�t, you didn�t, and now you�re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You�re fucking dead, kiddo.