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Waitress.htm

Introduction: As always, this is purely a work of fiction and is not intended to be a manual for some sick fuck to go out and hurt women. If you're thinking of doing that, please think again. "Brunette, one o'clock from where I'm sitting, black dress," Jake said under his breath. We were sitting across from each other, so I would have to turn around to look.

Wait_it_feels_good.htm

Introduction: Dylan walked into his room. This is my first story on here, so please leave all the criticism you want, I can take it. Dylan walked into his room, locking the door behind him. He knew what he needed after a hard day at school. As usual he turned the TV on, and walked to his chair, where he pulled his laptop over to his lap, whipped out his semi-

Wait_it_feels_good_2_Foreplay.htm

Dylan couldn't believe it. In the last hour and a half, his sister Jessica had managed to catch him masturbating, hid it from their mom, then blackmail him for sex where he didn't even get to finish. All of this when She didn't know what sex was just an hour ago. "Jessica hurry back in here!" He shouted down the hall where she had gone to the bathroom after she came on his face (which

Waking_Chris.htm

I woke up slowly, to a delicious feeling of warmth on my crotch, and I realized that someone had their hand in the throw blanket I was using, groping me. I didn't move, pretending to still be asleep, enjoying the way the hand was feeling me up. I had a morning woody already, and as I continued to do nothing, they moved to the waistband of my boxers, slipping inside to touch my naked w

Waking_From_The_Nightmare.htm

Introduction: Based on a true story. He pulled off all her clothes, then pulled down his own pants. He looked at her, examined her carefully, the cold of the gun brushing against her skin. She remembered his laugh, because it wasn’t a laugh that said something was funny. “Shoot me,” he said, pressing the gun into her small hand. “Go ahead,” he said, “Sho

Waking_Up_a_Whore.htm

Introduction: A woman wakes up with no memory of her past or any recollection of being a woman She took a long look and the man next to her. He lay on his back, his chest slowly moving up and down as his eyes remained closed. She studied him with great attention, looking at his neck and a small freckle that sat at the base of his throat, the way his muscular

walked_to_the_park.htm

Introduction: Life changing experience for a young woman that is raped, sodomised and forced to have sex with dogs and strangers. ADULTS ONLY This is a repost where I have joined all the chapters together. No major changes.Disclaimer Warning: If you're under age 18 or offended by the subject matter you should not be here reading this, so DO NOT read any furth

Walker_Family_Fun_Part_01.htm

Introduction: My son's lesbian friend comes over to visit My name is Susan Walker and I am 40 years old and extremely beautiful. I weigh about 110 pounds and have the perfect bikini body with a tight, shapely ass, a flat stomach and just the right size pair of tits for my petite frame. My tits are still firm as a couple of grapefruit and their nipples are alw

Walker_Family_Fun_Part_02.htm

Introduction: My Daughter Models Nude with her Brother My name is Susan Walker and I am a forty year old, happily married mother of two. Tommy is my twenty two year old son, who is home from college for a couple of weeks, and Krissy is my twenty one year old daughter who still lives at home with my husband and I. At my age, when most women are putting on a f

Walker_Family_Fun_Part_03.htm

Introduction: My daughter and I walk nude around downtown My name is Susan Walker and I am a forty year old, happily married mother of two. Tommy is my twenty two year old son, and Krissy is my twenty one year old daughter. Tommy goes to school at the University and rents a house with five other students, but he comes home to visit whenever there is an academ

Walker_Family_Fun_Part_04.htm

Introduction: Our family spends the day at the nude beach My name is Susan Walker and I am a forty year old, happily married mother of two. Tommy is my twenty two year old son, and Krissy is my twenty one year old daughter. Tommy goes to school at the University and he comes home to visit whenever there is an academic break. Krissy, on the other hand, still l

Walker_Family_Fun_Part_05.htm

Introduction: My Mother Stays The Night With Us My name is Susan Walker and I am a forty year old, happily married Mother of two. Tommy is my twenty two year old son, and Krissy is my twenty one year old daughter. Tommy has been home from college for the past two weeks for "Spring Break", but he has to return tomorrow afternoon. Krissy still lives at home, bu

Walker_Family_Fun_Part_06.htm

Introduction: I persuade my husband to have sex with our daughter My name is Susan Walker and I am a beautiful forty year old married woman with two kids. Jack is my husband, Tommy is my twenty two year old son and Krissy is my twenty one year old daughter. Krissy still lives at home, but Tommy rents a house with five roommates while he is attending the Unive

Walking_Girl.htm

Introduction: This story was written for Mr. Fors' forum competition. The theme was anonymity – we were to write a story without character names or descriptions, hopefully creating a scene that readers could identify with, maybe even pretend they were in. Okay, here goes. I remember the first time I noticed her. She was walking along the side of the road I

Walking_In_Chapter_1.htm

Introduction: Three soon to be college friends have a fun time... It was April break, my school was out for a week, but I wasn’t in the celebrating mood. Colleges had sent out the acceptance and rejection letters in March and now I had to choose where I wanted to go for the next four years. My two friends and I decided to spend the first half of break on the

Walking_In_chapter_2.htm

As I was washing my face I heard a knock on the door and Dan’s voice answering what sounded like the arrival of our room service. I wrapped the towel around my waist and went to eat. Dan and Karla were still in their swim suits as we at dinner watching a movie on HBO. I tried my best to not look at them too much less I start undressing them with my eyes. I had never done anything with

Walking_In_The_Rain.htm

Introduction: A family walk leads to a wet T-shirt contest of sorts. Walking In The Rain When I was first married my wife and I would go for a walk in a nice warm summer rain. She was eighteen, tall, thin, and had the cutest 32-A titties you ever wanted to see. And I always wanted to see them. Like they say more than a mouthful is a waste! Back in those early

WALKING_IN_THE_WOODS.htm

Introduction: she was a beauty ____I lived across the street from a wooded area. I noticed a girl who I had not seen before. I was younger and she was a little older, but she was a beauty. She wore a jean short skirt, blue stockings and a blue sweater. Her cleavage was showing with only the bottom buttons hold them in. Long brown hair pulled back to a long fl

Walk_in_the_Afternoon.htm

Introduction: They rose to a glorious July morning. The sea was like a mirror, already there was heat shimmer rising from the pebbles of the beach. He pulled on a pair of beach shorts as she donned a pair of her bikini bottoms. They rose to a glorious July morning. The sea was like a mirror, already there was heat shimmer rising from the pebbles of the beach.

Walk_in_the_park_XD.htm

The girl glided silently over the quiet park, giving off the appearance of almost floating, the dew on the cool grass tickling her bare feet. She silently cursed herself for not bringing shoes, but she hadn’t wanted to awake her sleeping parents by trying to find them. She tucked her black purse under her arm and pulled her coat around her, to ward off the early morning chill. She hear

WALLPAPER_0.htm

Carolyn Chase moved easily through the crowd, stopping occasionally stopping to speak with one of the guests attending black tie gala in a downtown Washington, DC hotel! With her mane of long blonde hair, large voluptuous chest, huge fat bottom, and a pretty if not beautiful face, she caused more than one male head to turn that evening, and as usually the case at events like this one,

WALLPAPER_1.htm

Carolyn Chase moved easily through the crowd, stopping occasionally stopping to speak with one of the guests attending black tie gala in a downtown Washington, DC hotel! With her mane of long blonde hair, large voluptuous chest, huge fat bottom, and a pretty if not beautiful face, she caused more than one male head to turn that evening, and as usually the case at events like this one,

Walter_and_Linda.htm

Introduction: Old friends from College I hadn’t seen Linda or Walter since the wedding. We’d all lived in the same house in college. Walter had been my guy first, but I lost out to Linda. I had hung onto him with sex mainly, and Linda offered him a future, kids and good jobs … all that. All I could do for him was screw his wheels off. Linda wasn’t as good as

Wander.htm

I’ve never been a very social person. I was never one of the people who were invited to all the loud parties. I’m more like the guy who lives across the street from those people and wishes they would keep it down. I do, however, get the urge to wander late at night, and sometimes I join a party just to have something to do. It was a Thursday, Friday if we wanted to be technical, since

WanderingEllieI.htm

Introduction: The opening of an timeless love story. This is a story with a little sex, not a read and wank story. Please enjoy anyway! OD Here I sit. Still. Naked. Alone in the darkness. Only where my feet and buttocks and my back touch the stone do I feel any sensations at all. The cement is cold. The wall is rough. The air is ancient and damp. There is a stench t

WanderingFinal.htm

Introduction: The conclusion of the Wandering story It’s an odd sensation when you feel the end of existence going on all around you. Helpless. Desperate. Inevitable. My fault. Entirely my fault. The universe was about to implode. Explode. Evolve. Devolve. Dissolve. Hell, I didn’t know. Everything was happening too fast. I had released Resurrectio

Wanking_at_my_Moms_Request.htm

Wanking at my Moms Request I came home from shopping. We girls love to shop and I had been gone for 3 hours. I walked into my bedroom and I smelled two things. Cum and my sons aftershave. Two things I actually enjoy. I had to investigate. I carefully went around sniffing everything. I found the strong cum smell on my pillow. I found two small spots at the edge. I stuck my nose right

WANTED_A_Fantasy_Rapist.htm

WANTED: a Fantasy Rapist As a girl, certain things get me going sexually. Those things change. Old ones die out, and new ones excite me. I really never know when something will trigger my sexual urges. This one really got to me, and still does. I sounds kinda crazy, but it has given me a secret thrill that still goes on and on. It started when I was young and my girlfriend confi

Wanting_her.htm

It's been a while since I have posted a story, though that hasn't meant my thoughts of late have been any less 'interesting'. Like everyone out there, there are a variety of reasons which bring about sexual thoughts with each of us differing in this respect. For me, some of these reasons are more constant than others. One such is the fact I will often enjoy thoughts about my son in la

Wanting_Something_So_Bad_Yet_So_Good.htm

Introduction: A young woman sees her brother's girlfriend, and she can't deny her feelings. I went to my window. "Good, Gary, you brought your girlfriend," I muttered, peeking out there. "Oh, Veronica, you're as hot as lava, but I wouldn't mind having you all over me," I muttered, letting my hand into my panties. "Here you come with my brother, but damn, I al

Wanting_to_be_a_girl.htm

Introduction: Experimenting with girl clothes and cock. If you don't like it, don't read it. I always wanted to be a girl, or at least wear girls clothes. When I was ten I started acting upon it. I would occasionally steal some of my moms panties and wear them for a while. I thought the silky panties felt great as they rubbed on my ass and pressed on my littl

Wanting_you_part_3.htm

Your pussy slowly eases its tightness on my fingers and I slip them out of you. Not wanting too, but you look as if a rest is needed. I slip up beside you and kiss you deeply. Tongues wrap around each other. Breaths so deep and long..............lips crushed together. This is still sexual.................and pleasure is all we want now. As our lips touch, I feel their softness, their

Wardrobe_for_sale_Wife_not_included.htm

Introduction: This is the first story I've posted here. I wrote it about one of my favourite themes: my wife with another man. It's not perfect, but I was keen to write a whole story from start to finish, rather than getting bored of a story midway through due to a misguided sense of perfectionism. The doorbell rang. I peeked out the window and saw an unfamil

warehouse_sex.htm

Introduction: Let me know in your comments if you want me to continue with parts 2-3-4 It seems like my whole life has been spent in huge, expansive warehouses. From the time I was in high school, working in a large floral warehouse at Easter time, to the present day, I have been surrounded by lots of young, fit men working with their backs and hands to move

Warming_Up.htm

Introduction: She was freezing, but hot in ther morning. WARMING UP It was two in the morning of Christmas Eve (or, I suppose, properly, Christmas Day) that I got the phone call from Marilynn Williams. I had sort of known Marilynn for a couple of years, but only sort of. She was a young woman who had dated a couple of men I knew, and presumably s

Warm_me_up_Tease_me.htm

      It was a cold December night.  We were staying in a cabin together. I was freezing cold, I hugged  him feeling his warm body in my arms listening to his heart pound while I did I whispered "Your so warm." He replied back "Your so cold would you like me to warm you up?" I nodded and he asked how I would like the be warmed up and winked at me and gave me a lustful grin. I simply sa

Warm_Night.htm

Authors note: Okay, this is my first post here! I wrote this story in 30 minutes. I got carried away and really wanted to post something on here quick! Sorry if its not to your liking, but I'll try harder and editing next time. Thank you! I noticed I have alot of stuff repeating like words and stuff! I'll try to edit that in the future! Thank you again and please enjoy! WARNING: This

WARM_SPRING_EVENING.htm

Introduction: The sap is flowing. A work of fiction. WARM SPRING EVENING Spring was upon the area; the sap was flowing both in the trees and my veins. It was a warm evening the first of the year that you could go out without a coat. I was feeling very restive that evening, and needed to be out and about as it were. As I recall didn’t have my car that even

Warren_and_Harry_2.htm

Introduction: This chapter is also build up sorry but once I actually write a chapter with sex I'll post where to skip to. WarrenAfter an hour, he didn't think she was going to come, and was debating leaving when he heard the car door open and the nimble frame of Harry slide into the seat next to him, dumping her rucksack in the foot well and only glancing at Warren befo

Wartime_Comfort_House_Diary.htm

Introduction: I was the Commander of the Japanese Imperial Army stationed in occupied Shanghai during the Empire of the Sun conquest. Born in a honorable military family, I was destined to become a great general. My genes gave me an outstanding physique, improved by committed Samurai training started at an early age. I excelled in all Japanese martial arts as well as hand and weapo

Wartime_Comfort_House_DiaryDay_19_Aussie_Beauty.htm

Introduction: Major Tonkatsu, my officer assistant, smiled and winked when he came in my office in occupied Shanghai. 'Miss Yamaha invites the General to the Comfort House to examine a special arrival!' She always picked the cream of the crop for me to choose from but I rarely kept them because I shared as many as possible in order to maintain the spirit of our Imperial Army. But

Wartime_Comfort_House_DiaryDay_2.htm

Introduction: I was the Commander of the Japanese Imperial Army stationed in occupied Shanghai during the Empire of the Sun conquest. Born in a honorable military family, I was destined to become a great general. Having quenched my thirst yesterday with Maple's milk, I am curious of Miss Yamaha's progress with my local bride today.(This story is entirely friction. Some events came

Wartime_Comfort_House_DiaryDay_3.htm

Introduction: I was the Commander of the Japanese Imperial Army stationed in occupied Shanghai during the Empire of the Sun conquest. Born in a honorable military family, I was destined to become a great general. My genes gave me an outstanding physique, improved by committed Samurai training started at an early age. I was eager to learn about Miss Yamaha's progress after vented m

Wartime_Comfort_House_DiaryDay_5.htm

Introduction: Having witnessed the most sensual interactions of two beautiful female figures yesterday, I could not wait to consummate with my local VIRGIN wife today. To celebrate this special occasion, everything I wore was new, even my Samurai sword. And I arrived early at the biggest Comfort House in Shanghai. To my surprise, the sad looking Comfort House

Wartime_Comfort_House_DiaryDay_6.htm

Introduction: I woke up with my local bride still in my arm, watching me with her big brown eyes. I kissed her forehead lightly. Miss Yamaha was gone. Then Miss Yamaha walked in, fully dressed in traditional kimono. 'Good morning General, hope you slept well. I did.' Her sweet smile told me she was content. 'Your breakfast is ready, would you like your new wi

Wartime_Comfort_House_DiaryDay_7_British_Saugage.htm

Introduction: Today Sir Dick Dickens came to my Shanghai office to negotiate cooperation. He was a tall older gentleman full of British pride, the empire where the sun never set. I had instructed Miss Yamaha to bring the young Korean mother Maple to feed my weak local wife whenever I came to consummate with Cherry, in addition to her regular daily feedings. I

Wartime_Comfort_House_DiaryDay_8_Shemale.htm

Introduction: Major Tonkatsu, my officer assistant, came into my office in occupied Shanghai. 'General Tanaka, our comrades in Harbin, Manchuria, sent a special present. Colonel Dr. Takuchi said this is specifically for your enjoyment. The gift is now in the Comfort House being prepared by Miss Yamaha.' I was the Commander of the Japanese Imperial Army statio

War_Of_Love.htm

Introduction: A story of gangs, war and love This story is more of a story then anything eles. It does have a sex scene at the end but if your looking for a story with a whole lot of sex, this is not it. Hope you like it. “…And the gangs are getting worse. More violent then before, houses are being broken into and the murder rate have gone up 12%. More to com

WAR_VICTIM.htm

It has been almost twenty five years since Doug Mitchell came home from Viet Nam, a war he never understood, but one in which fought, because his country called. Some of the things he saw sickened him, and to this day have made a lasting impression on him. He would like to forget it all, but a decision he made back in l973 makes that impossible. In 1971, Saigon was a wide open city wit

WASHINGTON.htm

She glanced over at the gray man. She thought to herself that Washington, DC was a town full of gray men. He dressed like thousands of others, a gray suit with a red tie. They rode an elevator up to rooms at the Crystal City Marriott. When they arrived on the 10th floor, he waved her ahead of him.The bellboy then proceeded to crash into her. A glass of water spilled drops of chilled wa