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Being_a_teachers_pet.htm

Introduction: longest day of school turns in relaxing seductiveness The day was long. Sometimes, even teachers dread the length of the school day. I watched the clock during that final class of the day. The seconds were hours, the minutes were days. To make matters worse, once the drone of the bell came to a halt, my desk managed to pile up to the rafters wit

Being_Cerberus_sometimes_really_bites.htm

Introduction: First bit of a story I might continue depending if I feel like it and you like it. Be nice this is literally my first shot ever at writing anything outside a school report. You know getting stabbed really bites when the pain you feel doesn't feel even a quarter what that pain should be, but you have to act like your in agony and then "die". But

Being_coached_to_the_dark_side_part_2.htm

Introduction: loosely based on actual events, Tony couldn’t stop thinking about Coach Simms. As much as he tried that fateful night at his house haunted Tony. When he would close his eyes he would see over and over again Simms’ thick black cock as it moved closer to his face. Tony was mortified at what he had done. He was angry with Simms for making him do it

Being_Coerced.htm

Introduction: A young Mormon girl trying to follow the commandments gets them used against her. Hi! My name is Lucy. I have long, blonde hair that frames my face and green eyes. I come from a very religious family –Mormon in fact –so I am very (or was) very naïve and innocent.I was sitting on my bed on Sunday afternoon reading the Book of Mormon while the res

Being_Dakota_Chapter_One.htm

Introduction: Dakota dreaded being around his step-father. He was mean and when he drank he was even meaner. Not to his mom or half sister, but to Dakota. I have described it as Fiction, but most of my writings are semi-biographical. Not that I am embellishing, more like I'm toning down the reality.I was home alone when I got the call that my Uncle George was

Being_filthy_for_an_old_man_19_year_old_encounter.htm

Introduction: No sexy thing wants me now, and the women my age don't like the smoking or smell around them... The wind was whipping around the thin streets and tall buildings of the seaside town I lived in. I pulled my winter coat closer around me as protection against the cold air which was gusting up my dress and around my chest. My nipples were rock hard f

Being_Hers.htm

Introduction: Making a deal with a demon had it's price... I suppose I only have myself to blame. I was given a choice and I got exactly what I asked for. I'm the envy of men everywhere I go but people usually don't look at me, they look at the brown haired woman beside me. She's tall, slim, very beautiful with pretty eyes, a wonderful smile and a voice th

Being_Humanpart_1.htm

Introduction: Thank you for reading part one of Pixels story.This is a multipart story. There are multiple sexual situations contained within this story. Please make sure if any of the listed tags do not suit you. To not read further. Or if you are looking for a specific category, as many are covered. “I asked him, "Do you know the difference between nude and naked?"He

Being_mommy_for_daddy.htm

  Being Mommy for Daddy    The experience yeasterday had given her confidence. More confidence to do what she had been longing to for some time now. This time, Nikki did not feel the need to take things slow. She led her father into the bathroom, turned him around, and stripped his robe off. Simple as that. She was in control now. She knew it and he knew it. "Daddy, do you have to pee?

Being_More_SocialChapters_1115.htm

Introduction: More drama, more plot, and more sex! Chapters 11 through 15 of Being More Social. **No age is mentioned in this story and for all we know all characters are 18 or above for the story.** I hope you enjoy! Chapter ElevenGranted, if one looked at it objectively, Nicole quitting Student Council wasn’t exactly horrific. If it wasn’t Nicole, I might have even lab

Being_More_SocialChapters_15.htm

Introduction: My first ever erotic story I wrote, re-edited with ages changed so that I can reupload it. **No age is mentioned in this story and for all we know all characters are 18 or above for the story.** It's full of tropes, but there's also a few surprises here and there. I hope you like it. Chapter OneAll throughout middle school, I had hated the name Adam Watson.

Being_More_SocialChapters_1620.htm

Introduction: It's here! The final installment of the story. Thank you all for being so very amazing and giving me your time and votes, it means the world. I hope you all enjoy the final five chapters in this story. **No age is mentioned in this story, and for all we know all of the characters in this story are fully of age.** Chapter SixteenWhen I got to the student cou

Being_More_SocialChapters_610.htm

Introduction: Thank you all so much for the warm reception the first five chapters got! I'm so grateful for all of you. I hope the next five chapters are just as entertaining! **No age is mentioned in this story and for all we know all characters are 18 or above for the story.** Also, fair warning, there's still a lot of tropes. Enjoy. Chapter Six“I don’t care.” Nicole t

Being_More_than_Friends.htm

Introduction: Walking in on a friend naked isn't always bad... This was a story I wrote for a friend through an IM. Hope you like it. ______ Paula was 21, her friend Doc, who she'd been friends with since Highschool was 22. He'd always thought about her as more of a friend, than a partner. She however, had always been interested in him. When she decided col

Being_Mr_Millers_SlutPart_1.htm

Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series (This story has 3 prequels. I didn’t know it was going to be a chapter story – if you want to read about how it all started read – Cornfield Rape, Mr. Miller Begins Using me, and Mr. Miller Lets me go. This story picks up right after the events of Mr. Miller Lets me go.) When I got home Sunday I didn’t say a w

Being_Mr_Millers_SlutPart_2.htm

Introduction: The saga continues I’d been ‘working’ at Mr. Miller’s for almost six months now loving every minute of being his personal slut. Ever since he’d raped me then gotten my father to let me come help him out around his farm I’d been coming to stay every weekend. I’d had a birthday, and was fourteen now. My brown hair had grown to my shoulders beca

Being_Mr_Millers_SlutPart_3.htm

Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series Fall was coming soon. I realized that it had been almost a year since Mr. Miller had raped me in his cornfield and turned me into his personal fuck slut. In that time, I’d finally grown but only an inch, I was now 4’9” not even quite five feet. My brown hair hung down to my back now long and thick, and my tits

Being_Mr_Millers_SlutPart_4.htm

Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series After almost a year of being Mr. Miller’s little slut, things changed drastically. The Wednesday after Mr. Miller and Sheriff Own double cocked my cunt, then watched me fuck a horse things got very bad. I came home from school and my father looked very serious and sad. He took me into the living room and was v

Being_Mr_Millers_SlutPart_5.htm

Introduction: The saga continues When I came too after my first multi fuck I was still in the dark room Mr. Miller had brought me to in the dance club. I was naked and covered in cum. I heard soft moaning and looked around. Mr. Miller was sitting on the couch and Ginger was between his legs sucking his long hard cock slowly in and out of her mouth. As I w

Being_Neighborly.htm

Introduction: I had no intention of fucking her. So what the hell happened? AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a bit more straightforward than some of the other stuff I've written, and was totally inspired by the ex-wife of a good friend of mine. Look for more stuff from me soon that contains deeper mind control themes, some with a bit of a sci-fi edge to them. -CGS I was a little

Being_ownedPart_1.htm

Introduction: I remembered.... everything....First part in an unusual story I was lying on the double bed. He had just left. His cum was drying on the sheets and on my body. Feeling a bit sore I had no desire to get up. Later, get up, clean myself and go back to bed. Nothing to do anyway.So this was my life now. Doing nothing except taking a shower, sleep, e

Being_ownedPart_10.htm

Introduction: The next part in the being owned series... some new... events... kind of. Beastiality tag only because he is a werewolf. Yawning I stretched and sat up in bed. As soon as I had woken up and heard the heavy rain outside, I had decided to have a lie in. Even though it was nearly eight, it was almost dark outside. One hour left to get a shower and

Being_ownedPart_11.htm

Introduction: The next part in the series... see where it goes. I have to admit, there is a kind of a cliffhanger at the end, so if you don't like that wait for part 12 and read them together The days, weeks went by. Summer turned into autumn. I had never dared to make an attempt to talk to him. Not about my nightmares, not about my fears. But I had gotten my

Being_ownedPart_12.htm

Introduction: the next part of the series, some questions answered before other things become more important than asking questions I opened my eyes, and closed them again. The sunlight was blinding me, I had a terrible headache and a taste in my mouth that suggested, that something had used it as a toilet at some point.Groaning I rolled on my other side. This

Being_ownedPart_13.htm

Introduction: The next part in the series... things get... a new turn of events With a sigh, I leant back. My legs were trembling, sweat was cooling on my skin. I felt his body under and behind me. Slowly it dawned on me, that this had been the first time, he had fucked me without changing his shape. And I still didn't know his name.He wrapped his arms around

Being_ownedPart_14.htm

Introduction: A new day, a cold autum.... and a new way I was sitting on the windowsill in my bungalow and looking outside. The sun was shining brightly, but a cold wind rustled the nearly leafless trees. It nearly hurt, this longing to be outside, be active, do something.I had been staying in his house for four days. The routine was suspended, only he had fu

Being_ownedPart_15.htm

Introduction: Not good at writing these introductions ... but here is the next part of the series.I am afraid I don't have a proof reader anymore so mistakes are finders keepers It had started to rain. The dogs were still running around happily. My owner looked up at the sky and sighed. “You can come with me to the house.”We hadn't spoken after that. As I fol

Being_ownedPart_3.htm

Introduction: Being lonely and without an orgasm for a long time I decide to pleasure myself I awoke early in the morning. Birdsong drifted in through the open window. Yawning I got up, stretched myself and made my way to the small kitchen. Coffee before shower, before getting fucked.I had adapted to his schedule, developed a routine. In the mornings about ni

Being_ownedPart_4.htm

Introduction: Some days forther into the time being owned by a werewolf....Feel free to leave comments Moodily I stared out of the window. It was pouring down. No nice warm summer rain but fat cold drops. Today was the third day of this and the temperature had dropped noticeably. On the first day I had tried to go out nonetheless but since I did not really en

Being_ownedPart_6.htm

Introduction: The next part in the being owned series.... enjoy reading and feel free to post comments or contact me I awoke with a start. The sheets, drenched with my sweat clung to my body. Without turning on the light I got up, looked out of the window. Outside it was still dark, but dawn must be near. The nightmares usually came around dawn. Heart still h

Being_ownedPart_7.htm

Introduction: The next part in the series... no sex this time so if you don't like that skip this part.I decided to keep the beastiality tag for the rest of the series because the werewolf is one of the protagonists. My owner was early this morning. I had just sat down with my second coffee. In his hand he held a small bag.“Come over here.” I got up and cros

Being_ownedPart_8.htm

Introduction: The next part of being owned.... sex again ( well, rape this time) another glimpse of the werewolf world... and things that might followAs usual, feel free to comment or contact me... I awoke early. He was still asleep, snoring faintly. Last evening, when the effect of the drug had finally worn off, he had brought me some food. Hungry as I had b

Being_ownedPart_9.htm

Introduction: Okay, the next part of being owned. Things taking a new turn after the weekend at this... hotel I was tied to the floor. Werewolves in all colours and shapes surrounded me. They looked greedy their hard cocks showed clearly what was on their mind. As the first one moved towards me, I tried to break free, but I could not move. His icy blue eyes

Being_owned_Part_2.htm

Introduction: Being owned continued... with a twist I don't know how long I knelt on that stone slab with the dog's knot firmly inside me. What hurt more than the actual pain was the humiliation. He just stood there watching.Finally I felt the dog pull away, his member and sperm leaving my cunt. Our owner just pointed and the dog jumped down. Without a word h

Being_Safe.htm

Introduction: Cassy is a young innocent little girl that never cared about anything sexual before. When her friends start teasing her about it, this quickly starts to change. Being SafeAn original story by StarrynightEnjoy:The moment the bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, the girls hurriedly left the classroom, giggling amongst themselves. The fo

Being_SandBagged.htm

Introduction: My engagement was about to be destroyed by a cruel joke! I was engaged to Lynn and went to visit my fianc?or a weekend football game. My school was many miles away and we couldn’t get together every weekend, but we did the best we could. This also was the weekend of a popular rival football University. Some girls in her dorm had been doing a n

Being_shared_with_sister_and_ex_boyfriend.htm

Introduction: Kandi, a 20-year-old well sexually experienced girl was getting ready for her visit from her 18-year-old younger sister. There were a knock on the door; Kandi opened it to find her little sister dress “Hey Sha,” I said happily, “come give your big sister a hug. As we hugged, I felt her firm breasts against mine and I must say I did like the feel

Being_Special.htm

Hi, my name is Katie, I'm 18, I'm very plain to look at, which is ok because the good looking girls are pestered by the guys for sex, me, I'm overlooked which is good i don't have time for boys i have more important things to do, you see Im special i have powers, i can control peoples minds. sort of its not that simple i more put thoughts into their heads. i can also manipulate their f

Being_taught_how_to_love_again_1.htm

Introduction: After my wife died from a lenghty illness, i never went out or even thought about dating, until i met this special lady at a wedding for my daughters friend My life had been a complete bore these last two years, since my wife died. Here I am, a 50 year old man, who works way too much, lives alone, and has not had a need to date. It’s not that I

Being_Taught_How_to_Love_Again_2.htm

Introduction: Mike's continued story of love with a new woman and then also finding out about family secrets My life had been a complete bore these last two years, since my wife died. Here I am, a 50 year old man, who works way too much, lives alone, and has not had a need to date. It’s not that I miss companionship, but the thought of finding someone to date

Being_taught_to_be_a_cum_slut.htm

Introduction: Two wives and mothers are blackmailed into becoming cum sluts Being taught to be a cum slutJanet was a 31-year-old red hair MILF, she had shoulder length hair, a set of 38e’s a tight ass and short but cute toned legs. Her husband Roy worked for an international chemical company which his territory was the far east. He traveled about 7 months of

Being_Teased_.htm

Introduction: Hopefully with my second writing I have done better. After my afternoon delight with Brooke, I knew I had to see her again. A week went by and she invited me over after she got off work. Arriving at her house in the evening, I notice she is home alone. Being ushered into her home, I see that she has cut her hair and had black highlights and blac

Being_the_leader.htm

Introduction: This is my first story so any feedback is welcome. Thank you so much for reading and i hope you enjoy. He walked in and gave me a slow kiss. Every time he kisses me I can tell how his day went. He loosened his tie. Kaleb is about 6’5’’ and has beautiful baby blue eyes. I on the other hand am 5’9’’ with plain brown eyes. I am not gorgeous but I

Being_the_new_girl.htm

Introduction: Donna moves to town and is quickly befriended by three classmates that give her a special welcome. Donna walked into her new homeroom class. It was late October and she had just moved to Atlanta with her folks. They moved to a brand new house in one of the northern suburbs and she went to start at her new school. She was an 18-year-old senior

Belated_Birthday_Gift.htm

Introduction: A riveting tale of a mature man and a coming to age woman, involved in hot sex. Belated Birthday GiftBy: AWCNigel was not faking it. He actually did not know if there was a time or the age when physically a man would be called matured or he would truly act like a matured man. He was just touching 32 but he was known by most standards to be a ma

Believe_in_LovePart_2My_past_haunts_me.htm

Introduction: If you didn't read part 1, do it now! It's free and you can do it from your room! "I'm here!" Luke screamed waving at me from the distance. I approached him and opened the car. "You are really noisy did you know that...?" I said, getting inside my car. "I'm... sorry..." he said sitting on the passenger's seat. I sighed and looked at him. "Yet, i

Belinda_1.htm

Introduction: Big girls enjoy it to Belinda by Gail Holmes Belinda was a wonderful person, great personality, bubbly; jocular and always full of fun; she’d a list of friends as long as your arm. However, she had one large p

Belinda_2.htm

Introduction: I wanted to get a new character working and write something i can build on. Let me know what you think. Not to speak ill of the dead, but the guy that lived across the street was a complete ass. He is one of the few people that when he died, instantly improved the life of those around him. Over the past eight years I watched him abuse just about

Belinda_2_0.htm

Over a period of several months I have come to know Belinda in a very intimate way. She has allowed me to see her naked from the waist up and has responded positively to my approval of her body. Now she is a bit bolder but still very reluctant to expose herself more. Removing her pants is not permitted. But she likes to have her ass rubbed and grabbed and takes every opportunity to pre

Belinda_2_1.htm

Note: Yeah I hate these too so I’ll be quick. Interesting note is right after I posted this I ran into Belinda across the street at the mailbox wearing cut off shorts and a white button down shirt. Insert Twilight Zone music here. I may have to get to know her a bit better. Belinda - 2 I didn’t get a hell of a lot of sleep last night. Physically I was spent from yesterday’s gardening.