Newgrounds.com — Everything, By Everyone.

Merry Christmas everyone!

RL comes and steals us one at a time, and now it has it's grips on me. Slowly dragging me away into responsibility, and growing-up-atude.

most of you have noticed I haven't been around to much, I try to be here when I can, but it will never be like before. RL has come, stolen me away from you guys, with being with my gf, working 7 days a week, and college coming up in 2 days. the RL monster grabbed me and slowly dragging me away from this golden land of internetting and fucking around for the very fun of it.

i, jamie malouin, am amazing.
:)
the end.

It may shock you to know this, but a suprisingly large amount of people take part in cow sex. It is achieved by taking the swollen mammary glands of a cow and using them to stimulate your nerve region of choice. Mostly it is done by women who use it as some sort of weird sex fetish, but it can also be found in some beastial gay cultures.

In the classic Smith and Horsten video, it clearly demonstrates the proper technique which must be applied for such an act to occur, because you dont want the milk ejaculating inside your body, nor do you want any permanent or severe damage to occur to the cow.

Now on to a more personal note. This fetish is more than a hobby to me, its a way of life. When I hit puberty, all I could think of was milk filled cow nipples. Anytime a girl took her shirt off, I just saw udders. it consumed my thoughts, my life was filled with the images of udders slapping me across my face and spraying that delcious cream white treat all over my body.....Then one day...I got my chance

I was walking through a field, minding my own buisness when i came across an abanonded cow. It looked in pain, so I naturally walked over to see if it was alright. I noticed that its nipples were bright red, and that they looked quite large. I figured it had to have been 3 maybe 4 days since it had been milked. But before I could do the right thing, my body took over.

Quickly shedding my pants, I caressed the udder, letting my fingers flow all over it, feeling every bump and hair. I rubbed up agaisnt it, letting the cow's skin get my erection going...then, I got under the cow and backed up into one of the nipples. My ass was pretty tight, so I did some quick thinking and released a little milking onto my rectum and used it as a natural lube. It did the trick, within seconds the nipple penetrated my ass giving me pleasure like I had never known before. I of course had to do most of the work, but it was worth it. The best part was that it went on for hours because the cow never had to ejaculate. As long as I kept the udder from releasing its milk I was safe. After I finally came all over the ground I turned around and sucked on the nipple, getting all of the milk out. Then I put my clothes on and left the field, never to see the cow again, but always remembering the greatest pleasure I had ever known.

What are your thoughts on this?

My vagina is like a goat, it just loves to eat grass.

EDIT: 8

@@@@@-EDIT---- COSMICDEATH (Joy) WOZ ERE! >:D ------@@@@@

and when I told a friend I was sad, she drew me a pretty picture to cheer me up, it worked well :)

Hey.

*Edit* I love some of you.

*Edit* Sometimes I think I am crazy.

Moms stressing, taking it out on all of everyone around her. My dad left, he is out in Sarnia(One hour away) and I am thinking about joinning him. Like last night, i went out drinking, with sister, her bf, and a bunch of other friends, and I got called at 1 am, and was called an irresponcible retard. why??? cause i decided i was staying the night at joel's house, instead of driving home.

My sister, the one getting married, is surprizingly not stressed. i actually went out drinking last night with her. She is looking forward to the wedding cause of the party that is going to go on after the wedding.

This sucks, waiting for saturday, then this shit will be over and done with.

Till my sister is married.

Looking forward to it. she has been with her high school sweetheart for almost 10 years. At the beginning of 2008 he proposed to her, and ever since then they have been slowly putting things together for the wedding.

one week from now, I will have an official brother in law.

Also, my sweetheart Renae and I made a flash, everyone go watch, review, do w/e.

Thanks Renae <3

http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/
508240

Mainly Because it was a great get away from being at home, when I was living there.

This short ammount of time I have been back at home made me realize Why I wanted to work so much. Simply to get away. I have been at home 3 days now, not working, just here, and already considering about moving the fuck out of here. this is simply because I Hate being here, due to my mother.

Problems with her have gone back as far as I can remember. I remember being 13, and telling people I hate her with a passion, that I was ashamed of even being considered as the same family. She was never physically abusive by any means, but just her personality, the way she deals with things, the way she treats me, as well as the rest of the family, was more then enough to make not just me, but the rest of the family despise her as well.

I Never had much of a childhood. when I was young, my grandma, or my moms mom was dying. My dad was always working, so the family would have a chance, cause my mom didn't work, and spent 98% of her time, away from her family, just sitting with her mom. I cannot blame her for this, but it sucked because while she was out, it left me, my sister, looking after the whole house. I learned how to do laundry, cook, clean, feed and look after pets, train the house dog at the time, etc etc. it was a great learning experience, but i was so depressed at the time cause I could never have sleep overs, i couldn't have friends over, I couldn't hang out with anyone cause as soon as I got home, me and my sister had to make sure everything was running smoothly. I couldn't even watch sturday morning cartoons because I had to make sure everything inside my house was perfect. If it wasn't perfect, my mom would come home and ground us for being messy.

After grandma died, She tried, and still is trying to force herself into my life. That right there is causing the most problems between me and her. It feels like having someone you never met before assuming the spot of your best friend, but yet if they know anything about you, your in trouble. it has even come to the point where I can't even feel safe posting things online. A prime example is shit with facebook.

when I wasn't living at home, she made a Facebook account, added me, and went threw all my history. I got a phone call that night at around 2 am, her screamming at me about things I did 3 years ago. I immediately blocked that account, just to advoid future drama.

three weeks later, i get another account adding me. this one was labelled as "Mark Malouin". that is my dad. I am a hell of a lot closer to my dad, then to my mom, even though we have had our problems. 3 weeks of what it seems me talking back and forth with my dad, all went to nothing. when I called my dad, and he didn't know what facebook was. Immediately blocked that account.

Today, I was woken up, after a good 1.5 hours sleep, because my mom didn't like that 2 and a half months ago, I went out to St. Thomas to visit an old friend that I haven't seen for close to 2 years. She kicked in my door, which I had locked, woke me up, and carried on for closer to an hour and a half. I now have to replace my door, and get my dad to fix the door frame.

My dad sees what is going on with her, We all know it. He tries to keep himself busy, by working almost as much as I did, and when he did spend time at home he was always in a separate room, floor, when he was in the house, or he always went out into his shop, and stayed there for as long as possible. this is because he doesn't want to deal with her shit.

Right now I feel back in that same position i was when I was young. I feel stuck. All I want is this shit to end.