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! over THOA

(!)mnipotence vs. THOA

.....We reached the roof top of the dark building which we heard the strange noises. By the time we had reached the top it was clear what the noises were. There were two guys standing near each other toward the middle of the roof. One looked as if he was enjoying a show. My eyes were fixated on what he was looking at. I couldn't quite register what was going on.

His hand was gripping his dick, while he jerked like there was no tomorrow. My face skrinched in disgust as I thought, What the fuck did this guy bring me to?

Hey man, I didn't come up here for a fucking circle jerk, as I began to turn around.

He grabbed me and replied quickly, Nah man, it's cool trust me. These were the guys I was just talking to. They said this bitch we can tax for days. Trust me, just relax and enjoy yourself. It all came to me now. The phone call, the fast paced walking. We neared the 2 men. One was thrusting this poor chick from behind. She had a cloth bag tied around her head. The way she screamed, you could hear the duct tape was very secure over her mouth. For a while, I thought of how to get her out of this situation. I wanted to do the right thing. I wanted to be a bigger man than this. This wasn't what I pictured when Mark told me we were going to have fun with some random chick.

This was rape.

We eventually got to the show. The man watching, stopped his masturbating fun for a second to shake our hands. He whiped his hand on the side of his pants. He shook Mark's hand, Hey Marky boy, how ya livin'?

Pretty good brotha, this bitch still soakin? Mark asked.

You know it, you want in next? The man replied.

Nah, let my man Sam jump in first. Sam, this is my man Rick. Mark continued, This man'll treat ya right.

This fucking loser tried to shake my hand with the same shit he had down his fucking pants. I wanted to spit in his face, but I rememered that we were on a fuckin' roof. No point in getting thrown off. I pretended to be shy as I waved to him and said hi. He put his hand back to work and focused on the action.

Mark whispered to me the man thrusting his loins into that woman's pussy, That's Straight. We call him Straight because we've never seen him without a Straight face. Kinda spooky, but you can imagine how well it works in our favor when we hit the club scenes.

Apparently Straight was about to be Bent. He pulled himself out of the woman and relieved himself on the bag which covered her head. He pulled his pants up as she continued to cry. Her energy had been drained, that she couldn't fight him off anymore. She took it, tried to be somewhere else. Upstairs. Straight didn't say a word, he finished buckling his belt and walked to the door which led to the stairwell. Mark patted me on the back and helped me forward to the girl, Have fun man.

I was a bit excited by then. I guess the thrill of banging someone I've never met, who will never see my face kind of got me going. I had about a million things racing in my head by that point. It was so morally wrong by that time, that I couldn't hear just one specific one anymore.

Alcohol is a bitch though, it kicked in definitely at the wrong time. I couldn't control myself 100tanding there. I drew myself to her. I removed my pants and went to work. Her insides were soaked. This definitely wasn't her first time to have someone inside. Warm, a bit wide, but it didn't bother me at the time. Pussy was pussy. She began to cry louder. She would add a soft moan every now and again. I tried to compensate for the two, and justify the screams with the moans. Time passed as Mark and Rick were now both side by side as I looked back to see them. They both had their pants removed while they enjoyed the show I had been putting on for them. The feeling was intense, beyond belief. Definitely a feeling that doesn't happen everyday. So I took it for what it was worth. The feeling of course became overwhelming and I was at my breaking point. I figured I would mimic Straight and relinquish my goods on her head dress, but I wanted to be unique. I removed the cloth bag from her head. She turned to me, eyes full of tears, nose bleeding.

Once registered in my head, I could not feel the semen leave my body. My heart skipped a beat and jerked back toward my chest. My stomach immediately buckled. The Jack was ready to return to the Earth in full force. As I stared in her eyes, I began to hold my stomach. Normally, people cover their mouths and run somewhere to vomit. Not me, not that night. I bent over and let loose. Mark and Rick had been standing there laughing and applauding my grand finale as I began to cry.

Yo man, was it that magical? I thought the bitches were supposed to cry after a good fuck! Mark jokingly said.

I tried to mumble the words as I stared at the woman.

Huh? Mark deafly replied.

My stomach was in knots. The face too familiar for me to take my eyes from as I repeated myself.....

That's my mother.

Rnd 1: 80-70 THOA
Rnd 2: 100-90 (!)
Rnd 3: 10-0 (!)
Final: 180-170 (!)

Offense: Myself (kt/blacK), DrLove, DeathKnight1, FlanK, Ingen(Hyper)
Defense: We$iDe, PedroSpic, Cynical, eemdee

--Fucking intense match all the way up to the end. GG THOA. And btw, that story is true, I just added names and faces and in depth detail to it. You can thank my Journalism Professors for that one.

(!)-blacK

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