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Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jan 13, 2009
Dox was the picture of anger sitting there on the bench waiting for the little bitch of a sis to finish prancing her ass around the store looking for cloths. He despised shopping with a passion, but as always found himself being dragged around by the little cunt because she had a bad habit of picking fights with the wrong people. She had a screwed temper, and because of that Dox found himself fighting on her behalf more than what should be expected from any sibling. In all actuality, he should just let her get her stupid ass beat a few times just to cool that temper of hers but he never found himself allowing that to happen. He found himself in an insane rage when another person bigger than her or especially a dude putting his hands on her. But then if he wasn't going to allow an asswhipping what to do with the bitch? Sure he was big enough hovering over six foot five and weighing a good two hundred pounds of muscle, and had more than enough practice at fighting due to her fucking mouth to protect them both but how to make the lesson stick?
Looking at the little curtained off area where she was changing, he suddenly noticed the crack that allowed him to view her while she undressed through an odd angle of the mirror. Part of the reason she got into it with guys was the fact that she had a taste for alluring cloths, and even now he watched those high cut and very tight jeans slide down over a round firm ass before being replaced by a skirt of equally short nature. He watched her turn towards the mirror and could just barely make out the soft looking panties she was wearing as she bent over, and looked down to find himself surprisingly hard. She had grown up and out very well, which made her a target due to her attractiveness and the style of cloths that were widely popular. At first he denied the attraction, but he couldn't help but stare and wonder just how soft her ass really was and how those round C cup tits would feel in his hands. He even wondered if they'd grow out into full D cups and smiled a private smile.
He would not lie to himself about the fact that he had thoughts of raping her before, and even masturbated to the idea which he found to be more hot and intense than anything he had attempted before and yet always held himself back. (What's stopping you now?) He asked himself as he saw the skirt she picked out drop once more before another skirt at appeared to be after the style of a school uniform but cut to a much more erotic level. When he did come out wearing it with the price tag in hand and glared at him before walking to the cash register Dox only solidified his earlier thoughts. The nasty bitch was even going to wear his favorite little kinky skirts he was the most attracted to, and smiled evilly behind her as she paid. She would be his, and the idea of taking her just made him that much harder. If she couldn't learn herself, he'd be more than willing to teach her with his dick and stealing her virginity if she was in fact still a virgin.
Looking at the little curtained off area where she was changing, he suddenly noticed the crack that allowed him to view her while she undressed through an odd angle of the mirror. Part of the reason she got into it with guys was the fact that she had a taste for alluring cloths, and even now he watched those high cut and very tight jeans slide down over a round firm ass before being replaced by a skirt of equally short nature. He watched her turn towards the mirror and could just barely make out the soft looking panties she was wearing as she bent over, and looked down to find himself surprisingly hard. She had grown up and out very well, which made her a target due to her attractiveness and the style of cloths that were widely popular. At first he denied the attraction, but he couldn't help but stare and wonder just how soft her ass really was and how those round C cup tits would feel in his hands. He even wondered if they'd grow out into full D cups and smiled a private smile.
He would not lie to himself about the fact that he had thoughts of raping her before, and even masturbated to the idea which he found to be more hot and intense than anything he had attempted before and yet always held himself back. (What's stopping you now?) He asked himself as he saw the skirt she picked out drop once more before another skirt at appeared to be after the style of a school uniform but cut to a much more erotic level. When he did come out wearing it with the price tag in hand and glared at him before walking to the cash register Dox only solidified his earlier thoughts. The nasty bitch was even going to wear his favorite little kinky skirts he was the most attracted to, and smiled evilly behind her as she paid. She would be his, and the idea of taking her just made him that much harder. If she couldn't learn herself, he'd be more than willing to teach her with his dick and stealing her virginity if she was in fact still a virgin.