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Weird_Kid.htm

This is my first REAL attempt at a story. I'm going to take my time with this one; if you don't like the lack of sex in it then I'm sorry. If all goes well I'll post some more of it. Be Gentle. Weird Kid I was never really accepted by my peers. I was always the outcast. just because I did things out of norm. While played football, I watched MMA. While they complained I would work hard.

Wei_Chus_MisadventuresHalloween.htm

Introduction: College boys get Treated by Tricking Asian lady. Please leave comment saying what you think Wei Chu’s next Misadventure should be. Away from home for the first time, Jack and Peter, both 18, were watching TV in the small old house they had rented on the outskirts of town. That’s all they could afford while going to university. They had just come home from a

Wei_Chus_MisadventuresIndependence_Day.htm

Introduction: Asian lady is College boys unexpected treat. Please leave comment saying what you think Wei Chu’s next Misadventure should be. It was Independence Day, just before the fireworks started. Away from home for the first time, John and Ben, both 18, were just watching TV in the small old house they had rented on the outskirts of town. That’s all they

Welcoe_To_America.htm

Introduction: A strory about a cheating wife in Indiana Mary Beth Anderson was an all American girl from Indiana. She had roots in Kentucky and all about the American way. She was a single mother of nineteen and had just split up from the father of her child. On a chance encounter with a friend of a friend she met Habib. Habib was a young man from Jordon, sli

Welcome_1.htm

I get off the airplane, and I'm looking around. I know whay you and your husband look like because we exchanged pictures. As I look around, I see someone who looks familiar walking towards me. I start to smile when I recognize you. You walk up to me and you you then give me a hug I'll never fiorget. "It is so good to finally meet you" You tell me. "I know. I feel the same." I

Welcome_back_1.htm

Introduction: Hey everyone. this is my first story, so feedback would be great, i hope you all enjoy it It was late. It was cold outside, but the fire kept the house warm. I sat in my chair, waiting. I had been waiting for her for weeks now. I drummed my fingers on the chair, growing more and more impatient as the seconds tick by. I check my watch. 7:30. my h

Welcome_back_Brother.htm

Introduction: The oldest brother visits his family. School was finally over and Summer was here. Evelyn was so happy to be out of school and she was really happy to start High School. Her older brother Randy was coming to visit for a couple of weeks. Randy 21, is the oldest brother, he's in college. Robert 18, is the second oldest he graduated High School (H

Welcome_Home_0.htm

Introduction: Planned seduction and teasing leads to submission I meet your plane as it lands, the airport is hot and crowded you walk up to me as without a word of hello you say get me out of here!! as we walk away I tell you the bad news my car has broken down and when you look at me I can see the disappointment, you love it when I stop the car and we make

Welcome_Home_5.htm

Introduction: Meeting him at the door for fun Thank you for reading my story. I appreciate comments as I like to know what people thought of my story or how readers feel the story may be better. ********************************************************************* I was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for him when I heard his car pull into the yard. He

Welcome_Home_8.htm

Introduction: First story that I've really let anyone read.. Let me know (: I'd greet you at the door as you come home from work.. Wearing a short French maid outfit just waiting to do whatever u ask. You walk in with a hard cock and push me to my knees and tell me to suck.. You put your hands on the back of my head and slam your cock into my mouth and start

Welcome_Home_Alyssa.htm

Introduction: Alyssa returns home after her freshman year of college and discovers new pleasures. The first summer I worked for my family's boarding kennel will always rest fondly in my mind. It was my first job outside of flipping burgers or delivering newspapers. It was also the first job that entailed any real authority or even decent pay. But mostly, it w

Welcome_Home_Honey_0.htm

Introduction: This is my first Story, Let me know what you think. It feels rushed to me because I had to cut down the # of words to meet the maximum... The prick cheated on me... My Husband Mike, of five years. I’ve had my suspicions for a few months now, but never any proof. That is, until, last Saturday night. He call’s it guys night. Would be an appropriat

Welcome_Home_Honey_1.htm

The prick cheated on me... My Husband Mike, of five years. I’ve had my suspicions for a few months now, but never any proof. That is, until, last Saturday night. He call’s it guys night. Would be an appropriate title if he were out fucking a guy instead of his secretary, Stacy. My name is Sarah, and my marriage with my husband has been pretty until this point. I had decided to bring hi

Welcome_Home_Master.htm

Introduction: The loving relationship between a Master and his Slave The door jingled as it is unlocked and opened. He stepped inside, sighing after a long day's work. He hung up his coat and put his keys on the hall table before stepping further into the front hall. He smiled as he looked down at her. Her body naked, as she waited patiently for him. Her ass

Welcome_Home_Part_1.htm

Introduction: He put one of her legs over his shoulder and left her standing on the other. Kay was just pulling in the drive way as Maria was running down the stairs toward her mom. She ran to the door and grabbed her backpack. She was just slipping on when her mom came into the living room. “Put on a coat sweetie, its starting to get rain.” Tara said has she

Welcome_to_her_life.htm

Introduction: A night in the life of a mystery woman Had anyone actually seen the scene that was taking place, she would have been completely ashamed of her actions. There was no one else to see it though, save for him. She stood, in her own living room, naked except for her grey cotton thong. He stood next to her, completely naked. She wanted him badly. So

Welcome_to_the_Doghouse.htm

Introduction: Just a short tour of a bar where kink is the way to go “Hello, I’m glad you excepted my invitation to my club. I am the owner and host and personally welcome you to the Doghouse a Premier Lifestyle Club. Behind the counter as you enter is Kelly, she is my manager here at the club. Now if you will follow me I shall give you the VIP tour.”

Welcome_to_the_family.htm

Introduction: The Jones family likes to fuck. "All right! Glad to have you aboard Brian", Mr. Jones said. "Just one more thing though...", his face had went cold as his eyes locked onto mine. "Don't ever touch my daughter". I've often reflected on that first day. I was young, dumb, and certainly full of cum. I had the best of intentions and I looked forward t

Welcome_to_the_Family_0.htm

Introduction: I hope you enjoy my story. Bits of it are true but mostly a work of fiction, I've changed the names to. I look forward to some feed back Welcome To The Family My Wife, Sarah and I had just been married, we went to Thailand for our Honeymoon, that was an adventure in itself, but thats another story for another time. So anyway, we'd just arrived

Welcome_to_the_Family_1.htm

Introduction: Amanda's wedding night and welcome to the family The day Amanda had been waiting for finally arrived, her wedding day! She and Mike had been planning this day for nearly 2 years to make it perfect. That morning there didn’t seem like there would be enough time to get ready, the Bridesmaids were rushing round as the hair dresser was working on he

Welcome_to_the_family_Stepsis.htm

Introduction: Ana's mum got married and her new stepdad has two handsome sons. They welcomed Ana with enthusiasm. Ana was excited as she put on the bridesmaid dress for her mum's wedding today. A few months ago, her mother met Gareth, a Swedish businessman and after a whirlwind romance, they shared the happy news to her over dinner a month back. Yesterday, sh

Welcome_to_the_neighborhood.htm

Ben Garland awoke early with an aching back. He scowled at the sleeping bag on the bare hardwood floor. He looked at the clock, in a few hours the movers will be here with his bed, and other furniture. With a groan he stood up, and started digging through the few boxes he had with him.

Welcome_to_the_Working_Week.htm

Introduction: America is the land of opportunity Welcome to the Working Week written by Marc Rollins “You’ve go to do it till you’re through, so you’d better get to it.” “Now that your picture is in the paper, being rhythmically admired, you can have anyone that you have ever desired.” “ Get it on, right on.” Sandra spilled off of the airplane like a torrent

Welcome_to_WalMart_a_associates_diaries_part_1.htm

Introduction: I started working for the retail giant about 3 years ago....but in the oriantation they never mentioned this part of the benifits package It all started a few years ago.. with this wonderful ecconomy we live in....its more about dollors and cents then the person or people that are part of the engine to make the wheels turn...I worked sense the d

Welcome_to_your_new_home_bitch.htm

How long has it been since I was informed I was sold? God, I am so fucking hungry! I'd give anything to have somebody to cum in my mouth just to give my stomach something to work on. What did he mean when he said F was rough on his bitches? They could have at least taken the jacking device from my mouth. My mouth is SOOO dry... I think I am still bound to that bench. Hard to tell, the

WELCOMING_OUR_NEW_NEIGHBORPT_1.htm

Introduction: When a big, black guy moved into the apartment directly across the hall from where I lived with my boyfriend, I noticed he had a big cock. So, while my boyfriend was on a business trip, I gave our new neighbor a special welcome. Rick was two years ahead of me at Arizona State University when we met. We dated pretty seriously on campus, and then

WELCOMING_OUR_NEW_NEIGHBORPT_2.htm

Introduction: After fucking our new neighbor while my boyfriend was on a business trip, we spent the next several days fucking and sucking until my boyfriend returned. Every day after that, my boyfriend went to the office each morning after I'd sucked or fucked his morning wood, and then the neighbor would come over and fuck me again while my boyfriend was at work.

Welcoming_Sam.htm

Introduction: My new stepsister livens up my life. I live with my dad in Albany, New York. My parents have been divorced for about five years. My mom started fooling around with her boss and it finally got back to my dad. Never a pleasant situation. Since the divorce, he's dated some, one was hardly out of college. I sure liked her, but, I think they were jus

Welfare_Mothers_Make_Better_Lovers.htm

Introduction: Welfare mothers do make better lovers. Fbailey story number 684 Welfare Mothers Make Better Lovers Neil Young was right. Welfare mothers do make better lovers. Divorcee! So there I was doing my laundry when a young mother entered. She was pushing a shopping cart full of dirty clothes and her baby was in it too. Just then the music that was playi

Well_do_anything.htm

Introduction: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. “Please don’t make me stay with Aunt Mildred!” I heard my step sister Megan plead to our parents as I came down for breakfast. “Why can’t I stay here if Jake’s home all weekend?”“Woah, what’s this?” I ask.It was Friday and the folks were going out of town apparently and didn’t want Megan at home on her own

Well_That_Backfired_2_0.htm

Introduction: This is the second part of my series "Well, That Backfired." In the first part, Eleanor O'Reilly convinces Tom Baker to act on his desires for his sister, Laurie Baker. After some coercion, a little rape, and a bit of mental games, Laurie falls in love with Tom. At the end of the chapter, Laurie and Tom's Mom (named Sierra), catches the three of them. CAPITAL NAMES me

Well_That_Backfired_3.htm

Introduction: The story reaches it's climactic finale as teenage siblings, Laurie and Tom, meet their step-mother, Audrie, and reunite with their father, Bradley. CAPITAL NAMES mean the story is being told from that person's perspective. This one's pretty long, so it's split into three subchapters. Please leave comments and constructive criticism. Part One: B

Well_Used_0.htm

She was well used. Kneeling, cum dripping from her pussy, thighs coated with her own cum and his mixed, her asshole slick with lubricant and still gaping from a hard fucking. She was well used by him but, certainly not done. As she quivered another aftershock squished out more cum to drip down her legs. He too was very wet. She was such a good girl she ha squirted over him again and ag

Well_Used_1.htm

She was well used. Kneeling, cum dripping from her pussy, thighs coated with her own cum and his mixed, her asshole slick with lubricant and still gaping from a hard fucking. She was well used by him but, certainly not done. As she quivered another aftershock squished out more cum to drip down her legs. He too was very wet. She was such a good girl she ha squirted over him again and ag

WendyA_Knicker_Confession.htm

Introduction: From an incident at her school in the early 1960s, Wendy, developed an overwhelming interest in the school knickers every girl had to wear in those days. In particular how these items became an important part of the developing sex life. Not long into my relationship with Wendy, when it had become pretty apparent how much school knickers played s

WENDYS_DAMP_BUSH.htm

Introduction: her hands felt in the............ ___My mind drifted back to when Wendy and I first met. * This wife dreams about what she wanted to happen between her new girlfriend, her and a guy. The new girlfriend was a farm girl, who now lives next door, still with her parents. Very naïve, no experience, home schooled, no contact with guys or girls, she

Wendys_Gangrape_part_3.htm

Introduction: This is a sequel from a story done by eric swenson, to find parts 1 and 2, simply search his name or wendy's gangrape Three days after her gangrape with Mr.Patterson and his boys. Wendy awoke to the bright lights and amonia scents of the hospital, she blinked bleary eyed, she felt hungry and her throat was dry, then she felt hands go around her

Wendys_Gangrape_part_4.htm

Introduction: This is where the story changes. Note: Several days ago, 12 year old wendy had been train raped by mexicans in a field then double penetrated by Mr.Patterson and his boys, all people she knew from church. Now Mr.Patterson has used the mexicans as a cover to keep wendy from getting hurt, she must come to his house after school until her father pi

Wendys_Story_edited.htm

Introduction: Wendy told her friend a story, her friend told me. That's a story that needs to be true! Wendy’s StoryBen is a very good friend of mine. We met in scouts when we were younger and became fast friends. As well as all the normal scouting trips, we also would get together during the summers whenever one of our moms was willing to give us a ride across town. Ben

Wendy_and_Miss_West.htm

Introduction: A young girl takes on a well paid job, not realising what would be expected of her. Wendy was a broke student looking for a bit of part time work. She had replied to ads in the local paper and had made a few bucks waiting tables at the local pizzeria for a couple of weeks. Unfortunately the hours didn’t suit her college work and her grades had

Wendy_and_Miss_West_II.htm

Introduction: The second evening Thanks for your comments. I didnt know which part of the story you liked so didnt know where to take it. Let me know.... It was exactly 7 pm as Wendy knocked on the door to Miss West’s office. This was her second evening at her new place of employment. She was being paid extremely well by a posh woman to allow her to use h

Wendy_and_Miss_West_iii.htm

the third of three Wendy was led blindfolded by Miss West towards a door to the rear of the office. Miss West inserted a key and opened the heavy oak door to what from the outside would appear to be a store room off the main office. On entering, if Wendy could see, she would have seen a small room, about 6 foot square, painted black with metal rings fastened at various heights along t

Wendy_and_Miss_West_V.htm

It was Monday afternoon and Wendy was walking home from college reliving in her mind the events of Thursday evening. She had been forced by Miss West to make an acquaintance with a young girl in a small changing room in a local shop. She had enjoyed it in a twisted kind of way. First she was humiliated but soon she became turned on a she made a connection with the naive shop assista

Wendy_and_the_Purple_Potion.htm

Introduction: "I...I...swallowed it all, Matt," she rasped before I could say anything. "Your pur..pur..pur...ple potion. T-took it h-h-home. S..S...S...pol...o...oh, God,...gize. I'm sorry..." her voice was suddenly drowned out by a loud, gutteral, moan. "You did WHAT?" I shouted in a voice of pure horror. "Dear God. Wendy, tell me where you are right now? I

Wendy_tells_a_story.htm

Introduction: Wendy and Brit are BFF's They spend a lot of time together as teenagers and share secrets together. Wendy decides to share a secret that will change both girl's lives very soon. The two girls were giddy with excitement. Wendy was 15, slender with pert 32B breasts that she was very proud of. Brit was also 15. She was a little fuller bodied than h

Were_Just_Friends.htm

Introduction: If you like the story, go ahead and leave a comment/thumbs up! :3 Just a few days ago, I'd run into a post on Whisper that piqued my interest, and so I decided to send a message. I'd never expected anything to come of it, but what did surprised the hell out of me. The longer the conversation went on, the more it seemed like it might not actually

Were_Nothing_But_AnimalsChapter_1.htm

Introduction: Katie starts out her day eyeing up men at the coffee shop with her friend, only to find one of her pieces of eye candy later on that night. "It was the stupidest thing you've ever made me read. I mean, chocolate starfish? Who the fuck would even use that as a comparison to someone's asshole?" I groaned, raising an inquisitive brow to my friend J

Were_Not_Promised_Tomorrow.htm

Introduction: I do not own The Blacklist characters! Just taking them out to play :) Chapter 1: Helplessness is not an emotion with which Red is intimately acquainted. He is familiar with foresight and planning, accustomed to being three steps ahead of everyone else, armed with layer upon layer of contingencies, cloaked in expertly designed exit strategies, and outfitted

Wesley.htm

Introduction: Teacher meets her ex pupil soon after his eighteenth birthday Jan sat and lingered over her coffee. She had told Wendy, the cafe owner, that she was relaxing and not rushing, so Jan sitting longer than usual would not seem out of place.She had prepared for this morning, anticipating that one of her recent students would call into the cafe. Wesle

Wesleyan_Partners.htm

PREFACE I was twelve and knew. He'd slapped me twice, but I wasn't crying from that. I wasn't even crying from the pain. I was crying because I was going to die. My parents, the nurse at the hospital and the policewoman were the only ones with whom I ever talked about it. The officer was nice, but they never caught the man. I was glad, as I'd have had to talk some more. I