News from Internet
A Vietnamese man on Sunday, July 29 at their home in Ca Mau, a Mekong Delta province 350 kilometers south-west of Ho Chi Minh City, had his penis cut-off by his jealous wife while he slept. The man, identified as BT Hai, 44, was rushed and admitted to Ca Mau General Hospital with half of his manhood severed and bleeding profusely.
Hai's wife had accused him of having affair with another woman. She waited until he went to bed before swinging into action, cutting-off his penis with a 20-centimeter knife. The jealous wife threw the severed piece into a drainage ditch near their home.
The discarded piece was found by Hai's friends and taken to the hospital four hours later. Doctors decided not to reattach it because it was dirty with mud and had not been properly preserved. Dr Huynh Truong, one of the doctors treating Hai said the remaining part of his penis would function.
Hai's wife had not been arrested by police at the time of this report. She is expected to be arrested after investigations by police, and could face a prison sentence of up to three years.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Saturday, September 01, 2007
Man's greatest fear: wife cuts off husband's penis
It's happened again. I'm amazed it doesn't happen more often. Women have much more power than they know. In Thailand, a Thai woman cut off her husband's penis after he asked her to make love one more time before he left her for another woman. But she would still want him back, even without his penis. After cutting it off, Saithong Wantha, 53, asked neighbours to take Udom Phorit, 35, to hospital while she turned herself in to police. The neighbours could not find the severed organ, and had to call Saithong on her mobile phone. She told them she'd tossed it behind the fence in the front yard. Nearly two hours went by before surgeons could operate. Finally, they reattached Udom's penis, but said there was only a 50-50 chance it would function properly. Saithong told the police that she cut off Udom's penis in a fit of rage because he was leaving her. She hoped he would stop philandering and stay with her if he could no longer function sexually. "I love him and I don't want him to leave," she said.
Thai wife at large with hubby's severed penis
Agence France-Presse
BANGKOK, Thailand -- A 35-year-old Thai woman was at large with her husband's penis Saturday after discovering the man's unfaithfulness, police said.
Pornbun Sinthusin came home late Friday in Bangkok and found her 34-year-old husband Ploeng Plaekratoke in bed with another woman, said Lieutenant Colonel Kornwat Hunpradit.
Pornbun later gave him several beers before cutting off his penis with "a sharp object," Kornwat said, adding that the husband was in intensive care.
"We suspect she took both her weapon and her husband's penis because we cannot find the penis in their apartment. We even checked a toilet but she did not dump it there," Kornwat said.
BANGKOK, Thailand -- A 35-year-old Thai woman was at large with her husband's penis Saturday after discovering the man's unfaithfulness, police said.
Pornbun Sinthusin came home late Friday in Bangkok and found her 34-year-old husband Ploeng Plaekratoke in bed with another woman, said Lieutenant Colonel Kornwat Hunpradit.
Pornbun later gave him several beers before cutting off his penis with "a sharp object," Kornwat said, adding that the husband was in intensive care.
"We suspect she took both her weapon and her husband's penis because we cannot find the penis in their apartment. We even checked a toilet but she did not dump it there," Kornwat said.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Wife cut off hubby's manhood
News from here
A Chinese woman escaped jail after she cut off her husband's penis and threw it out of the window.
The man drove himself to hospital - but doctors couldn't reattach the organ as it had been eaten by a dog, reports Jinling Evening Post.
Yao Fengfang was given a three year suspended jail sentence after her husband, Li Gengbao, asked the judge to be lenient.
Li, a taxi driver in Nanjing city, said he wanted his wife to keep her liberty so she could look after him for the rest of his life.
Yao suspected her husband, of having an affair with his ex-wife and confronted him after seeing his taxi parked outside of her house.
On the way back home, Yao threatened to 'disable' his husband but he thought she was bluffing. Li went to bed early but he was woken at midnight by a sharp pain.
He said: "My wife was holding a large part of my penis, and I pleaded with her to send me to hospital immediately, but she refused firmly, and when I pleaded with her to give me back the cut penis, she threw it out of the window."
Li wrapped his wound with a pillow cover and drove his taxi to Nanjing City First Hospital.
The hospital carried out emergency surgery and sent staff to look for Li's severed penis, but found it had been eaten by a neighbour's dog.
A Chinese woman escaped jail after she cut off her husband's penis and threw it out of the window.
The man drove himself to hospital - but doctors couldn't reattach the organ as it had been eaten by a dog, reports Jinling Evening Post.
Yao Fengfang was given a three year suspended jail sentence after her husband, Li Gengbao, asked the judge to be lenient.
Li, a taxi driver in Nanjing city, said he wanted his wife to keep her liberty so she could look after him for the rest of his life.
Yao suspected her husband, of having an affair with his ex-wife and confronted him after seeing his taxi parked outside of her house.
On the way back home, Yao threatened to 'disable' his husband but he thought she was bluffing. Li went to bed early but he was woken at midnight by a sharp pain.
He said: "My wife was holding a large part of my penis, and I pleaded with her to send me to hospital immediately, but she refused firmly, and when I pleaded with her to give me back the cut penis, she threw it out of the window."
Li wrapped his wound with a pillow cover and drove his taxi to Nanjing City First Hospital.
The hospital carried out emergency surgery and sent staff to look for Li's severed penis, but found it had been eaten by a neighbour's dog.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Thursday, March 01, 2007
His zipper was down
A boss walked into the office one morning not knowing that his zipper was down and his fly area is wide open. His secretary walked up to him and said ............. "Boss this morning when you left your house, did you close your garage door?" This was not a phrase that her Boss understood, so he went into his office looking a bit puzzled. When he was about done with his paperwork he suddenly noticed that his zipper was not zipped up. He zipped up and remembering what his secretary had told him, finally understood. Then he intentionally went out to ask for a cup of coffee from his secretary. When he reached her desk, he said .................... "When you saw the garage door open did you see my Expedition parked in there?" The secretary smiled for a moment and said ............. "No Boss, I didn't." "All I saw was a Mini Cooper with 2 flat tires."
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Betting Woman
An elderly woman walked into the Bank of Canada one
morning with a purse full of money. She wanted to open
a savings account and insisted on talking to the
president of the Bank because, she said, she had a lot
of money.
After many lengthy discussions (after all, the client
is always right) an employee took the elderly woman to
the president's office.
The president of the Bank asked her how much she
wanted to deposit. She placed her purse on his desk
and replied, "$165,000". The president was curious and
asked her how she had been able to save so much money.
The elderly woman replied that she made bets.
The president was surprised and asked, "What kind of
bets?"
The elderly woman replied, "Well, I bet you $25,000
that your testicles are square."
The president started to laugh and told the woman that
it was impossible to win a bet like that.
The woman never batted an eye. She just looked at the
president and said, "Would you like to take my bet?"
"Certainly", replied the president. "I bet you $25,000
that my testicles are not square."
"Done", the elderly woman answered. "But given the
amount of money involved, if you don't mind I would
like to come back at 10 o' clock tomorrow morning with
my lawyer as a witness." "No problem", said the
president of the Bank confidently.
That night, the president became very nervous about
the bet and spent a long time in front of the mirror
examining his testicles, turning them this way and
that, checking them over again and again until he was
positive that no one could consider his testicles as
square and reassuring himself that there was no way he
could lose the bet.
The next morning at exactly 10 o'clock the elderly
woman arrived at the president's office with her
lawyer and acknowledged the $25,000 bet made the day
before that t he president's testicles were square.
The president confirmed that the bet was the same as
the one made the day before. Then the elderly woman
asked him to drop his pants etc. so that she and her
lawyer could see clearly.
The president was happy to oblige.
The elderly woman came closer so she could see better
and asked the president if she could touch them. "Of
course", said the president. "Given the amount of
money involved, you should be 100% sure."
The elderly woman did so with a little smile. Suddenly
the president noticed that the lawyer was banging his
head against the wall. He asked the elderly woman why
he was doing that and she replied,
"Oh, it's probably because I bet him $100,000 that
around 10 o'clock in the morning I would be holding
the balls of the President of the Bank of Canada !"
morning with a purse full of money. She wanted to open
a savings account and insisted on talking to the
president of the Bank because, she said, she had a lot
of money.
After many lengthy discussions (after all, the client
is always right) an employee took the elderly woman to
the president's office.
The president of the Bank asked her how much she
wanted to deposit. She placed her purse on his desk
and replied, "$165,000". The president was curious and
asked her how she had been able to save so much money.
The elderly woman replied that she made bets.
The president was surprised and asked, "What kind of
bets?"
The elderly woman replied, "Well, I bet you $25,000
that your testicles are square."
The president started to laugh and told the woman that
it was impossible to win a bet like that.
The woman never batted an eye. She just looked at the
president and said, "Would you like to take my bet?"
"Certainly", replied the president. "I bet you $25,000
that my testicles are not square."
"Done", the elderly woman answered. "But given the
amount of money involved, if you don't mind I would
like to come back at 10 o' clock tomorrow morning with
my lawyer as a witness." "No problem", said the
president of the Bank confidently.
That night, the president became very nervous about
the bet and spent a long time in front of the mirror
examining his testicles, turning them this way and
that, checking them over again and again until he was
positive that no one could consider his testicles as
square and reassuring himself that there was no way he
could lose the bet.
The next morning at exactly 10 o'clock the elderly
woman arrived at the president's office with her
lawyer and acknowledged the $25,000 bet made the day
before that t he president's testicles were square.
The president confirmed that the bet was the same as
the one made the day before. Then the elderly woman
asked him to drop his pants etc. so that she and her
lawyer could see clearly.
The president was happy to oblige.
The elderly woman came closer so she could see better
and asked the president if she could touch them. "Of
course", said the president. "Given the amount of
money involved, you should be 100% sure."
The elderly woman did so with a little smile. Suddenly
the president noticed that the lawyer was banging his
head against the wall. He asked the elderly woman why
he was doing that and she replied,
"Oh, it's probably because I bet him $100,000 that
around 10 o'clock in the morning I would be holding
the balls of the President of the Bank of Canada !"
Friday, June 16, 2006
Taiwan woman, 62, tells police 'I CUT OFF straying hubby's... '
From Taipei Times
RESCUE officers responding to a midnight emergency call in Taiwan last week were greeted by a horrific sight. They found a 54-year-old man sitting on the sofa in his Kaohsiung apartment, bleeding profusely from his head. The apartment walls were spotted with blood. But when they moved in closer, they saw he was also bleeding heavily between his legs, reported Apple Daily Taiwan. His shorts had been pulwsed down to his knees and his penis had been cut off.
DIED IN HOSPITAL
The victim was quickly bundled in a blanket and taken to the hospital, where he died soon after. His 62-year-old wife turned herself in to the authorities. She had let the officers into the flat, and is believed to have called for help. She told the police that she bashed her husband repeatedly with the handle of a 1m-long pickaxe. The woman claimed she then cut off his penis with a craft knife and flushed it down the toilet bowl. She suffered from depression and had suspected her younger husband of having an affair. They have been married for 20 years and had three children. The couple often quarrelled, the police said, and they had to be called in sometimes. The man sometimes hit her when he was drunk, according to reports. She couldn't take the abuse last week after he scolded and hit her in a relative's house, following a fight. She claimed that he went drinking after that, then came home and had another fight with her.
Later, he sat on the living room sofa to watch television and eventually dozed off. Meanwhile, the woman got enraged as she mulled over what happened. So at about 11pm, she took a pickaxe and hit him 13 times with its handle. Then she cut off 6cm of his penis. She then called for the police and an ambulance crew. Investigations revealed that she was married to the victim's elder brother 30 years ago. They divorced before she remarried the younger brother. She and the family declined to comment on this. A doctor told the Taiwan media that when the victim arrived at the hospital, his vital signs were weak, his skull was fractured and he had other injuries all over his body. Investigators said the victim probably died of injuries to the head, instead of the lower body, but would only be able to confirm this after the autopsy results are out.
RESCUE officers responding to a midnight emergency call in Taiwan last week were greeted by a horrific sight. They found a 54-year-old man sitting on the sofa in his Kaohsiung apartment, bleeding profusely from his head. The apartment walls were spotted with blood. But when they moved in closer, they saw he was also bleeding heavily between his legs, reported Apple Daily Taiwan. His shorts had been pulwsed down to his knees and his penis had been cut off.
DIED IN HOSPITAL
The victim was quickly bundled in a blanket and taken to the hospital, where he died soon after. His 62-year-old wife turned herself in to the authorities. She had let the officers into the flat, and is believed to have called for help. She told the police that she bashed her husband repeatedly with the handle of a 1m-long pickaxe. The woman claimed she then cut off his penis with a craft knife and flushed it down the toilet bowl. She suffered from depression and had suspected her younger husband of having an affair. They have been married for 20 years and had three children. The couple often quarrelled, the police said, and they had to be called in sometimes. The man sometimes hit her when he was drunk, according to reports. She couldn't take the abuse last week after he scolded and hit her in a relative's house, following a fight. She claimed that he went drinking after that, then came home and had another fight with her.
Later, he sat on the living room sofa to watch television and eventually dozed off. Meanwhile, the woman got enraged as she mulled over what happened. So at about 11pm, she took a pickaxe and hit him 13 times with its handle. Then she cut off 6cm of his penis. She then called for the police and an ambulance crew. Investigations revealed that she was married to the victim's elder brother 30 years ago. They divorced before she remarried the younger brother. She and the family declined to comment on this. A doctor told the Taiwan media that when the victim arrived at the hospital, his vital signs were weak, his skull was fractured and he had other injuries all over his body. Investigators said the victim probably died of injuries to the head, instead of the lower body, but would only be able to confirm this after the autopsy results are out.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Baby Girl
When I hide and watch my husband make love to another woman, I can almost forget who I am and what I’ve done. Tonight he’s with the tall girl, the one who wears flowers in her hair and too much red lipstick. He calls her baby girl, I think because he can’t remember her real name.
I’m watching baby girl suck my husband’s cock. This should bother me, but mostly it turns me on. I watch. I can’t not watch. She’s kneeling only five feet away from my hiding place inside the walls, and I can see every vein that stands out on my husband’s cock. She sleeps in my bed sometimes. She brings him sex toys and plays games with him and I don’t care. She’s almost precious.
I’m watching baby girl suck my husband’s cock. This should bother me, but mostly it turns me on. I watch. I can’t not watch. She’s kneeling only five feet away from my hiding place inside the walls, and I can see every vein that stands out on my husband’s cock. She sleeps in my bed sometimes. She brings him sex toys and plays games with him and I don’t care. She’s almost precious.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Groin Cup
Specially designed for martial arts, a groin cup protects against kicks and blows to the groin. The waistband and leg straps hold the curved, contoured cup in just the right position to protect you from injury.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Dressing Up Dick: The Japanese Art of Kokigami
In days of yore, Japanese men of the upper classes would wrap their penises in layers of cloth before going to bed with their wives and mistresses. This was because the more complex a man could make his wrapping, the longer his wife might take to unwrap that "gift" -- thereby prolonging the pleasure. Out of this subtle and creative foreplay, kokigami, the art of paper penis costumes, was born.
Kokigami is supposedly the ancient Japanese art of paper sculptures designed to be placed over the tumescent penis, in order to present the erection as a gift to the female sex partner.
Kokigami features in books like Kokigami, Performance Enhancing Adornments for the Modern Man which feature cut-out scuptures of such modern things as a car, a train, a fire engine, and even a space shuttle.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Friday, February 03, 2006
Friday, January 27, 2006
Best time to kick your boss in his groin
An office lady or "O eru" was going to show you how to attack a man's weak parts. Her boss wanted to touch on her in the office, and she gave him a good series of powerful kicks and slaps to his balls while he was pissing in a urinal.
She attacked him from behind with groinkicks and attached him to a urinal. She asked him "Why did you touch my breasts?" And she gave him a deadly series of kicks and knees in the testicles ! The older man didn't know what to do : "Please stop ! What did I do ?!" But she beat his groin with no mercy ! She threatened him ! "If I grabbed your testicles, I would crush them like this, with my hand !" "I'm going to cut your balls off !" !
Anyway she didn't give up... She finally grabbed him by the testicles and squeezed them... The poor guy was in pain... A final deadly groin kick ! Scrambled balls ! The lady was laughing after him in the restroom... Wow ! What a ball busting bitch ! Don't try to fight with her... She'd attack you right where it hurts !
What should I do with my boss (社長, 会長)?
Adapted from a story on the Internet. Photo by Matsushita
I am a 30-year-old woman who works for a small Japanese company. I am married for the second time and have two children from my first marriage. Recently at a retirement party for one of the girls from my office, after a few drinks and after the guest of honor had gone home. I was alone with four senior managers. One is my 62-year-old president of the company called Mr. Tanaka-san. Of the other three guys, all in their 40. We were all feeling no pain and I decided to do a little dance for the guys and give my boss a karaoke dance. I have to say I was getting really turned on. Tanaka-san suggested we move the party upstairs from the private room in a hotel where we were and he went and got a room. Once upstairs the music was turned on, drinks were poured and I started dancing again, doing a striptease until I was naked. I ended up in bed with the three older guys while my boss sat back and watched. While I was having intercourse with one, the other two would be kissing and fondling me. After many orgasms, I went over and gave my boss a blow job while he stroked my hair. It was a wild night! At work the following Monday I felt a little awkward, but nobody said a word. The next night my boss took me to dinner and later back to his office where we had sex. Since that time we have been seeing each other on a regular basis, usually dinner and sex. We are both married and have been discreet in the office. Now he says that he loved seeing me banging those guys and asked if he could have a party with me as the entertainment. It was a great night and I had fun, don't get me wrong, but I don't think it's something I want to repeat. I also don't want to lose my job or lose what I have with my boss. What should I do to Tanaka-san?
I am a 30-year-old woman who works for a small Japanese company. I am married for the second time and have two children from my first marriage. Recently at a retirement party for one of the girls from my office, after a few drinks and after the guest of honor had gone home. I was alone with four senior managers. One is my 62-year-old president of the company called Mr. Tanaka-san. Of the other three guys, all in their 40. We were all feeling no pain and I decided to do a little dance for the guys and give my boss a karaoke dance. I have to say I was getting really turned on. Tanaka-san suggested we move the party upstairs from the private room in a hotel where we were and he went and got a room. Once upstairs the music was turned on, drinks were poured and I started dancing again, doing a striptease until I was naked. I ended up in bed with the three older guys while my boss sat back and watched. While I was having intercourse with one, the other two would be kissing and fondling me. After many orgasms, I went over and gave my boss a blow job while he stroked my hair. It was a wild night! At work the following Monday I felt a little awkward, but nobody said a word. The next night my boss took me to dinner and later back to his office where we had sex. Since that time we have been seeing each other on a regular basis, usually dinner and sex. We are both married and have been discreet in the office. Now he says that he loved seeing me banging those guys and asked if he could have a party with me as the entertainment. It was a great night and I had fun, don't get me wrong, but I don't think it's something I want to repeat. I also don't want to lose my job or lose what I have with my boss. What should I do to Tanaka-san?
Castrating Her Shacho (社長, 会長)
Haruko, a young woman got a job as administrative assistant to a demanding Japanese boss, where their employer-employee relationship turned into a sexy domination one. Her boss stressed her with his remarks. He told her that if she was nice with him she would be promoted and he would give her money every month. He put his hands on her very desirable body. She need this job but she didn't know what to do to make him understand she didn't want him. He put a lot of pressure on her... But one day, she decided to take her revenge... Her boss asked her to give a blow job. He pulled down his pants exposing his ugly cock. All of a sudden she grabbed his testicles "This is what you want ? You know what I want, I want to squeeze your balls very very hard !" Her boss begged for mercy "Please Miss Haruko, stop, that hurts !" The guy tried to calm her down but she got completely crazy. She kicked him in the groin and then she grabbed his testicles. She squeezed them as hard as possible in order to castrate him. His testicles were severely damaged.
How brutal she was! She beated him to death with a series of squeezes, punches, high heel kicks... An incredible assault ! She even threatened him to cut his testicles with a pair of scissors !
How brutal she was! She beated him to death with a series of squeezes, punches, high heel kicks... An incredible assault ! She even threatened him to cut his testicles with a pair of scissors !
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Fucking Big Daddy
Adapted from a story on the Internet
I just have to tell you about my little story. You see, I've wanted to fuck my father ever since I was 16. Now I'm 18 and I finally got what I've always wanted. Let me tell you how it happened. I knew all along that my father wanted me too. I have a size 38 chest with only a size 24 waist. Believe me, my father spent a good deal of his time trying not to look at my tits whenever I wore something skimpy (which was often lately). My 5 year old sister Tara and I had been bored all day. Today was the day I figured. There was nothing left to do but try. Tara and I were searching through the fridge when my father came up behind us and said the magic words. "I'm bored," he said. "Really?" I replied. "So are we." "What do you want to do?" he asked. Dumb mistake for him! "I don't know," I said teasingly as I unbuttoned my blouse quickly and opened it up to show him my big tits and my black lace bra. "I can't think of a thing to do, can you?" My father licked his lips and glanced quickly at Tara before looking back down my shirt. "I uh, can think of something," he said. "Really?" I asked as I continued unbuttoning my blouse all the way until I pulled it completely open. "What?" "Maybe we should go in the bedroom and take a nap," my father said. Then I did what proved to be the finishing touches. I unsnapped my bra and pulled off my shirt and bra at the same time. There I was standing half naked in front of my father with his mouth hanging halfway to the floor. "Tara," my father said. "Maybe you should get your dolls and..." "Tara," I interrupted. "Which would you rather do: play with your dolls or learn how to make babies?" "I wanna know how to make babies," Tara said. "There you have it," I said as I started to unzip my jeans. "We better show her." "She's only five," daddy protested. Then I applied the kill as I pretended to put my clothes back on, "You're right, maybe we should just all play dolls." "No!" Tara said smartly. "I wanna see how babies are made." "Should we play with dolls or show her?" I asked. "I guess we should show her," Daddy finally conceded. "I knew you wanted to fuck me," I said flatly as I continued unzipping my pants now. "You want to fuck me so bad don't you?" "Yes," My father said huskily as he began unzipping his pants now. "You want to fuck the hell out of your slutty little daughter don't you?" I asked as I ripped my jeans down in a hurry and stepped out of them. "Yes," Daddy agreed. "OH GOD YES." As I pulled down my black panties I stared at my father's crotch. "I'm gonna fuck that big cock of yours so hard Daddy," I said as my panties came off. "I can't wait to have you inside my tight pussy."
With great speed my father pulled off his pants and underwear to reveal the most impressive 6 inch cock I've ever seen. "Now Tara," I said as I got on my back on the floor and pulled my knees up to my chest. "Daddy's going to stuff his big cock up my little tight pussy and make a baby with me." Daddy dropped to his knees in a hurry and guided his huge cock right between my legs. Tara watched with wide eyes as my father spread my tight pussy and pushed his cock into it slowly. "Oh GOD!" I screamed as my father's cock stretched my pussy nice and wide with that full painful feeling I love so much. Daddy laid down further placing his hands on either side of me in a push up position and drove his massive cock straight into me with one hard push. "FUCK ME!!!" I screamed out loud. "Fuck my tight pussy Daddy!!!" "You're so tight!" Daddy moaned. "You're so tight." "Oh God Daddy," I moaned as he ground his fat cock against my cervix. "I've kept my pussy nice and tight just for you. Just for you Daddy." "Oh God!" Daddy moaned as he slowly pulled his gigantic cock out of my pussy and slid it back in again. "OH GOD!" "I'm your little fuck bitch!" I told him. "I'll fuck your big cock every day Daddy!!" "Oh Baby," he moaned as he leaned down and kissed my big tits and began sucking my nipples as he slowly fucked me with hard deliberate strokes. "That's right Daddy," I moaned as I pushed my tits up in a bunch so he could suck them better. "Drill my pussy! Fuck the shit out of me Daddy!" Suddenly Daddy began to slam me against the kitchen floor with pounding thrusts that made me cum instantly. "OH YES DADDY!" I screamed. "MAKE ME CUM!!!" "OH BABY!" Daddy yelled. "OH BABY CUM!!!" "I'm cumming Daddy!" I continued screaming. "Pound my pussy harder! I'm cumming!!!" "Oh God," Daddy groaned at last. "I'm gonna cum." "Shoot that hot cum all over my big tits daddy!" I told him. "Show Tara how you squirt your fuck slut daughter with your hot cum!" "ARGH!!" Daddy yelled as he pulled out and shot cum all the way up my stomach and onto my tits. "YES DADDY, YES!!" I squealed in pleasure. "Jerk that cum all over me!" "OH GOD!" Daddy groaned as he quickly crawled up to my face and started jerking himself off into my mouth. I opened wide and caught my daddy's cum on my lips and tongue. "Cum in my mouth," I panted. "MMM, Daddy, that tastes so good!" Finally Daddy leaned back against the refrigerator and laughed in orgasmic afterglow. "Ooo, Daddy," I said rubbing his cum into my big tits. "Do I look good covered in Daddy's cum?" "Oh man," He laughed. "That's so good." "Do you like fucking me Daddy?" I asked as I got up on my knees and rubbed my still wanting pussy. "Oh yes baby," he smiled. "I love fucking you."
I just have to tell you about my little story. You see, I've wanted to fuck my father ever since I was 16. Now I'm 18 and I finally got what I've always wanted. Let me tell you how it happened. I knew all along that my father wanted me too. I have a size 38 chest with only a size 24 waist. Believe me, my father spent a good deal of his time trying not to look at my tits whenever I wore something skimpy (which was often lately). My 5 year old sister Tara and I had been bored all day. Today was the day I figured. There was nothing left to do but try. Tara and I were searching through the fridge when my father came up behind us and said the magic words. "I'm bored," he said. "Really?" I replied. "So are we." "What do you want to do?" he asked. Dumb mistake for him! "I don't know," I said teasingly as I unbuttoned my blouse quickly and opened it up to show him my big tits and my black lace bra. "I can't think of a thing to do, can you?" My father licked his lips and glanced quickly at Tara before looking back down my shirt. "I uh, can think of something," he said. "Really?" I asked as I continued unbuttoning my blouse all the way until I pulled it completely open. "What?" "Maybe we should go in the bedroom and take a nap," my father said. Then I did what proved to be the finishing touches. I unsnapped my bra and pulled off my shirt and bra at the same time. There I was standing half naked in front of my father with his mouth hanging halfway to the floor. "Tara," my father said. "Maybe you should get your dolls and..." "Tara," I interrupted. "Which would you rather do: play with your dolls or learn how to make babies?" "I wanna know how to make babies," Tara said. "There you have it," I said as I started to unzip my jeans. "We better show her." "She's only five," daddy protested. Then I applied the kill as I pretended to put my clothes back on, "You're right, maybe we should just all play dolls." "No!" Tara said smartly. "I wanna see how babies are made." "Should we play with dolls or show her?" I asked. "I guess we should show her," Daddy finally conceded. "I knew you wanted to fuck me," I said flatly as I continued unzipping my pants now. "You want to fuck me so bad don't you?" "Yes," My father said huskily as he began unzipping his pants now. "You want to fuck the hell out of your slutty little daughter don't you?" I asked as I ripped my jeans down in a hurry and stepped out of them. "Yes," Daddy agreed. "OH GOD YES." As I pulled down my black panties I stared at my father's crotch. "I'm gonna fuck that big cock of yours so hard Daddy," I said as my panties came off. "I can't wait to have you inside my tight pussy."
With great speed my father pulled off his pants and underwear to reveal the most impressive 6 inch cock I've ever seen. "Now Tara," I said as I got on my back on the floor and pulled my knees up to my chest. "Daddy's going to stuff his big cock up my little tight pussy and make a baby with me." Daddy dropped to his knees in a hurry and guided his huge cock right between my legs. Tara watched with wide eyes as my father spread my tight pussy and pushed his cock into it slowly. "Oh GOD!" I screamed as my father's cock stretched my pussy nice and wide with that full painful feeling I love so much. Daddy laid down further placing his hands on either side of me in a push up position and drove his massive cock straight into me with one hard push. "FUCK ME!!!" I screamed out loud. "Fuck my tight pussy Daddy!!!" "You're so tight!" Daddy moaned. "You're so tight." "Oh God Daddy," I moaned as he ground his fat cock against my cervix. "I've kept my pussy nice and tight just for you. Just for you Daddy." "Oh God!" Daddy moaned as he slowly pulled his gigantic cock out of my pussy and slid it back in again. "OH GOD!" "I'm your little fuck bitch!" I told him. "I'll fuck your big cock every day Daddy!!" "Oh Baby," he moaned as he leaned down and kissed my big tits and began sucking my nipples as he slowly fucked me with hard deliberate strokes. "That's right Daddy," I moaned as I pushed my tits up in a bunch so he could suck them better. "Drill my pussy! Fuck the shit out of me Daddy!" Suddenly Daddy began to slam me against the kitchen floor with pounding thrusts that made me cum instantly. "OH YES DADDY!" I screamed. "MAKE ME CUM!!!" "OH BABY!" Daddy yelled. "OH BABY CUM!!!" "I'm cumming Daddy!" I continued screaming. "Pound my pussy harder! I'm cumming!!!" "Oh God," Daddy groaned at last. "I'm gonna cum." "Shoot that hot cum all over my big tits daddy!" I told him. "Show Tara how you squirt your fuck slut daughter with your hot cum!" "ARGH!!" Daddy yelled as he pulled out and shot cum all the way up my stomach and onto my tits. "YES DADDY, YES!!" I squealed in pleasure. "Jerk that cum all over me!" "OH GOD!" Daddy groaned as he quickly crawled up to my face and started jerking himself off into my mouth. I opened wide and caught my daddy's cum on my lips and tongue. "Cum in my mouth," I panted. "MMM, Daddy, that tastes so good!" Finally Daddy leaned back against the refrigerator and laughed in orgasmic afterglow. "Ooo, Daddy," I said rubbing his cum into my big tits. "Do I look good covered in Daddy's cum?" "Oh man," He laughed. "That's so good." "Do you like fucking me Daddy?" I asked as I got up on my knees and rubbed my still wanting pussy. "Oh yes baby," he smiled. "I love fucking you."
Sunday, January 08, 2006
How I shrunk my Husband's Crotch
Story by Castratix; Amendment and Photo by Matsushita
I've been married to my husband for over 16 years. After I had our first child, my sex drive went down drastically. I was about 29 at the time. Sex became a chore, and eventually I tried to avoid it altogether. Several threats of divorce later, I decided to just put up with it, and for 10 years I went along and satisfied my husbands sexual desires -- which never did anything for me. We could have sex all night long, and all I felt was mild (and sometimes intense) pain.
Last year I decided to take matters into my own hand. I researched ways of reducing male libido on the internet, and even looked into castration. But I knew my husband would never agree to anything that would change his sex drive -- he has made it known he is quite proud of his prowess, or his supposed prowess, in bed, and fancies himself quite the ladies man.
I came across several sites that discussed "Cyperterone Acetate" a drug used to reduce the sex drives of prisoners in certain countries. I was surprised and pleased to find out that this substance can quite easily be bought through the internet, and I even learned how to get it legally by faking a female vaginal disorder, which it is prescribed for.
I had read about the potential complications, and didn't want to do anything that would permanently harm my husband. Another side of me rationalized what I was doing as a way of "getting even" for all the years of painful, unsatisfying sex he had subjected me to. So I arranged for my husband to get a complete physical two months after I started his "treatment" -- if they found anything wrong, I would stop immediately.
My main goal was not to get caught -- if he ever found out what I was doing, not only would he divorce me, he'd probably call the authorities. So I ordered the drug and had it shipped to a PO Box. Then I took all the pills out of the packaging, and crushed them into a powder. I bought a minature gram scale, and divided the powder into a series of doses -- from extremely small (about as much as the end of a matchstick) to roughly the size of a whole pill. I wanted to start him off so slowly that he wouldn't even suspect anything, or would be to ashamed to bring it up to ever look into it. In fact that is what I was hoping, that he would go impotent and not have the balls to deal with it -- and finally give me the relief I was craving.
The first week, I started with "micro doses" twice a day, if possible. The first time, I put the powdered Cyperterone Acetate into an omlette. I was happy to see him eat the entire thing, and felt a secret thrill that I had begun to secretly, and slowly, destroy his sex drive, hopefully forever.
I brainstormed every way possible to give him his doses without him noticing. Finally I realized there was a better way than to lace his food -- he takes vitamins almost religiously in the morning and in the evening. When he was at work I went into his dresser where he keeps them, and identified a bottle of zinc, in the gelatin capsule form. I counted out over 65 pills, and opened them each up. I poured out a little bit of zinc from each one, and replaced it with the powdered cyperterone acetate. I put more drug into some pills, and less in the others, and put them back in the bottle so that the dose increased as he got towards the bottom of the bottle.
I worked it out so he never got more than half of the maximum recommended dose - I figured if it wasn't working, I could supplement his intake by dosing more meals.
After the first week, I didn't notice any changes. Thank god he was too busy to subject me to sex, but I could still see his erection in the morning when he got up. My first clue something might be going on was the beginning of the next week -- when he had started getting the "zinc" pills that I laced -- and he came home wednesday night and complained of being really tired. I told him about the cold that was going around, and sypathized with his symptoms. He agreed to take it easy, and take more vitamins until his health improved. I almost told him not to, but part of me wanted to see this happen quicker.
By Saturday morning he definitely felt like something was wrong. All he could tell me was he was really "tired" and couldn't seem to concentrate at work. I was smiling inside, as I knew the cyperterone acetate was working on his system, and with any luck shutting down his testicles.
The next week I decided to increase his dose again slightly, spiking his dinner with more of the powder. He seemed withdrawn, not his normal self, and I asked him if he was depressed. No, I'm just feeling really tired and I can't wait to get over this cold, he said. It's like my whole body is aching, and I have no energy.
For the rest of the week, he didn't make a single sexual move on me, so I knew it must be working. I noticed in the morning, he would usually have rock hard erections when he got up, it seemed like they were only "half erections", not very firm, and definitely not standing straight up like the usually did.
After the first month, I noticed his erections getting less and less in the morning. One day at breakfast he told me he thought he was going to see a doctor. I asked him what was wrong, and he said he couldn't describe it, sort of a painful sensation in his groin and his testicles. I said maybe it's because we haven't had sex in a while, and he said you might be right.
I reminded him of his doctor's appointment next month, and that he could have this looked at then. He agreed.
About a month and half into his treatments, I noticed a huge change in his moods -- he was no longer as agressively outgoing, he would come home, watch television and then fall asleep. I monitored his vitamins and made sure he was taking them and getting his dose morning and night.
I noticed his genitals, when he was getting dressed, were no longer their usual bright red color -- they seemed to be getting pale, like there wasn't as much blood flow or something. I wasn't sure, but the whole package seemed to be slightly smaller, but I thought I might have been imagining it. I knew that the cyperterone acetate would eventually cause his genitals to shrink, but I hadn't expected any results in only two months.
Four days before his doctor's appointment I made sure he didn't get any of the cyperterone acetate, I replaced his zinc with the real thing. I thought maybe some of it would be out of his system, and make it harder for the doctor to figure out what was wrong.
My husband came back from his doctors appointment, and I asked him how it went. He told the doctor about his lack of energy, and how it seemed like his sex drive had gone down tremendously. The doctor told him this was a normal part of aging, and men his age shouldn't expect the sex drive of a twenty year old. He told the doctor that it had gone down suddently, but the doctor answered that that can happen, and is really nothing to worry about. He told my husband most men find it a relief when their sex drive dissapears, and are glad to be rid of it.
I started him back on his treatments, and now it was five months into them. He had resigned himself to losing his sex drive by now -- he seemed to accept the doctors assessment, and didn't seem to be fighting it. I noticed by now his balls were definitely shrinking -- they just seemed to hang there in his scrotum, where they used to really fill it out. His genitals where an ashen color, and they just seemed to "hang there" lifeless. Whereas he used to be constantly touching himself and walking around with an erection, now he just seemed to get dressed and go off to work.
I had read that eventually the results become permanent, so at six months I decided to "step it up" a little. I increased his dose by about a third, and he didn't seem to complain or notice. He still felt tired all the time, and I got him a book on chronic fatigue and convinced him he must be suffering from it.
After about a month on this increased dose, I started to feel like I was permanently castrating him. He never had erections anymore, and his penis was starting to resemble a minature hot dog. Even with his clothes on, I no longer noticed his "bulge".
Well it's been one year now, and my husband is totally asexual. After one final month of a really high dose, I cut him back to a maintanence dose. He has no idea I've made him totally impotent, and shrunk his formerly proud genitals into a couple small grapes and a cocktail weenie. When he's in underwear, he now has the profile of a prepubescent boy. And to top it off, he has sprouted little breasts, but never talks about it -- he doesn't think I notice, and I never bring it up. But I definitely see them, it's like the nipples are engorged or something.
At this point I think his genitals are gone for good, but I don't want to ever take a chance of him wanting sex again, so for his own good I'm going to keep him on a low dose of cyperterone acetate forever.
I've been married to my husband for over 16 years. After I had our first child, my sex drive went down drastically. I was about 29 at the time. Sex became a chore, and eventually I tried to avoid it altogether. Several threats of divorce later, I decided to just put up with it, and for 10 years I went along and satisfied my husbands sexual desires -- which never did anything for me. We could have sex all night long, and all I felt was mild (and sometimes intense) pain.
Last year I decided to take matters into my own hand. I researched ways of reducing male libido on the internet, and even looked into castration. But I knew my husband would never agree to anything that would change his sex drive -- he has made it known he is quite proud of his prowess, or his supposed prowess, in bed, and fancies himself quite the ladies man.
I came across several sites that discussed "Cyperterone Acetate" a drug used to reduce the sex drives of prisoners in certain countries. I was surprised and pleased to find out that this substance can quite easily be bought through the internet, and I even learned how to get it legally by faking a female vaginal disorder, which it is prescribed for.
I had read about the potential complications, and didn't want to do anything that would permanently harm my husband. Another side of me rationalized what I was doing as a way of "getting even" for all the years of painful, unsatisfying sex he had subjected me to. So I arranged for my husband to get a complete physical two months after I started his "treatment" -- if they found anything wrong, I would stop immediately.
My main goal was not to get caught -- if he ever found out what I was doing, not only would he divorce me, he'd probably call the authorities. So I ordered the drug and had it shipped to a PO Box. Then I took all the pills out of the packaging, and crushed them into a powder. I bought a minature gram scale, and divided the powder into a series of doses -- from extremely small (about as much as the end of a matchstick) to roughly the size of a whole pill. I wanted to start him off so slowly that he wouldn't even suspect anything, or would be to ashamed to bring it up to ever look into it. In fact that is what I was hoping, that he would go impotent and not have the balls to deal with it -- and finally give me the relief I was craving.
The first week, I started with "micro doses" twice a day, if possible. The first time, I put the powdered Cyperterone Acetate into an omlette. I was happy to see him eat the entire thing, and felt a secret thrill that I had begun to secretly, and slowly, destroy his sex drive, hopefully forever.
I brainstormed every way possible to give him his doses without him noticing. Finally I realized there was a better way than to lace his food -- he takes vitamins almost religiously in the morning and in the evening. When he was at work I went into his dresser where he keeps them, and identified a bottle of zinc, in the gelatin capsule form. I counted out over 65 pills, and opened them each up. I poured out a little bit of zinc from each one, and replaced it with the powdered cyperterone acetate. I put more drug into some pills, and less in the others, and put them back in the bottle so that the dose increased as he got towards the bottom of the bottle.
I worked it out so he never got more than half of the maximum recommended dose - I figured if it wasn't working, I could supplement his intake by dosing more meals.
After the first week, I didn't notice any changes. Thank god he was too busy to subject me to sex, but I could still see his erection in the morning when he got up. My first clue something might be going on was the beginning of the next week -- when he had started getting the "zinc" pills that I laced -- and he came home wednesday night and complained of being really tired. I told him about the cold that was going around, and sypathized with his symptoms. He agreed to take it easy, and take more vitamins until his health improved. I almost told him not to, but part of me wanted to see this happen quicker.
By Saturday morning he definitely felt like something was wrong. All he could tell me was he was really "tired" and couldn't seem to concentrate at work. I was smiling inside, as I knew the cyperterone acetate was working on his system, and with any luck shutting down his testicles.
The next week I decided to increase his dose again slightly, spiking his dinner with more of the powder. He seemed withdrawn, not his normal self, and I asked him if he was depressed. No, I'm just feeling really tired and I can't wait to get over this cold, he said. It's like my whole body is aching, and I have no energy.
For the rest of the week, he didn't make a single sexual move on me, so I knew it must be working. I noticed in the morning, he would usually have rock hard erections when he got up, it seemed like they were only "half erections", not very firm, and definitely not standing straight up like the usually did.
After the first month, I noticed his erections getting less and less in the morning. One day at breakfast he told me he thought he was going to see a doctor. I asked him what was wrong, and he said he couldn't describe it, sort of a painful sensation in his groin and his testicles. I said maybe it's because we haven't had sex in a while, and he said you might be right.
I reminded him of his doctor's appointment next month, and that he could have this looked at then. He agreed.
About a month and half into his treatments, I noticed a huge change in his moods -- he was no longer as agressively outgoing, he would come home, watch television and then fall asleep. I monitored his vitamins and made sure he was taking them and getting his dose morning and night.
I noticed his genitals, when he was getting dressed, were no longer their usual bright red color -- they seemed to be getting pale, like there wasn't as much blood flow or something. I wasn't sure, but the whole package seemed to be slightly smaller, but I thought I might have been imagining it. I knew that the cyperterone acetate would eventually cause his genitals to shrink, but I hadn't expected any results in only two months.
Four days before his doctor's appointment I made sure he didn't get any of the cyperterone acetate, I replaced his zinc with the real thing. I thought maybe some of it would be out of his system, and make it harder for the doctor to figure out what was wrong.
My husband came back from his doctors appointment, and I asked him how it went. He told the doctor about his lack of energy, and how it seemed like his sex drive had gone down tremendously. The doctor told him this was a normal part of aging, and men his age shouldn't expect the sex drive of a twenty year old. He told the doctor that it had gone down suddently, but the doctor answered that that can happen, and is really nothing to worry about. He told my husband most men find it a relief when their sex drive dissapears, and are glad to be rid of it.
I started him back on his treatments, and now it was five months into them. He had resigned himself to losing his sex drive by now -- he seemed to accept the doctors assessment, and didn't seem to be fighting it. I noticed by now his balls were definitely shrinking -- they just seemed to hang there in his scrotum, where they used to really fill it out. His genitals where an ashen color, and they just seemed to "hang there" lifeless. Whereas he used to be constantly touching himself and walking around with an erection, now he just seemed to get dressed and go off to work.
I had read that eventually the results become permanent, so at six months I decided to "step it up" a little. I increased his dose by about a third, and he didn't seem to complain or notice. He still felt tired all the time, and I got him a book on chronic fatigue and convinced him he must be suffering from it.
After about a month on this increased dose, I started to feel like I was permanently castrating him. He never had erections anymore, and his penis was starting to resemble a minature hot dog. Even with his clothes on, I no longer noticed his "bulge".
Well it's been one year now, and my husband is totally asexual. After one final month of a really high dose, I cut him back to a maintanence dose. He has no idea I've made him totally impotent, and shrunk his formerly proud genitals into a couple small grapes and a cocktail weenie. When he's in underwear, he now has the profile of a prepubescent boy. And to top it off, he has sprouted little breasts, but never talks about it -- he doesn't think I notice, and I never bring it up. But I definitely see them, it's like the nipples are engorged or something.
At this point I think his genitals are gone for good, but I don't want to ever take a chance of him wanting sex again, so for his own good I'm going to keep him on a low dose of cyperterone acetate forever.
Saturday, January 07, 2006
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