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When I got to the student council meeting, it was as if the negativity that was coursing throughout my body was some kind of atmospheric event that plagued the entire school. Even in my state of shakiness and numbness over what I had done, I couldn’t avoid noticing that the mood of the entire council had gone down. Nevertheless, instead of asking around before the council began, all I could do was find a seat and slump into it. “You okay?” the concerned voice of Megan asked. I looked over to...

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Granted, if one looked at it objectively, Nicole quitting Student Council wasn’t exactly horrific. If it wasn’t Nicole, I might have even labeled it ‘teen drama.’ Nevertheless I still mirrored her sad expression. “Is it that bad?” I asked her. She nodded as she drove, then sighed. “I didn’t wanna tell you because I figure it would put a rain cloud over our hanging out time.” She paused, then spoke with an uncharacteristically small voice. “Want me to just drop you off at home?” “No!” I all...

Being Heidi

No copyright infringement intended. The characters are the property of Tim Allen and ABC. This is a variation of our earlier, longer story 'Body Improvement'. Being Heidi Plot and Writing by Eric Writing and Editing by Caleb Jones Invention Week on the home improvement TV series Tool Time was just a few weeks away and the star of the show Tim Taylor was working on one of his wacky high-powered inventions...

Being Caught

Being Caught by Lorraine Simmons My wife Diana found out that I was a cross dresser two years ago when she inadvertently found my secret wardrobe of female clothing hidden in our attic. I tried to explain my feelings but without any acceptance for over a year, during this period our sex life eroded to almost nothing and I felt truly worthless. The only relief for me was the rare opportunities to cross dress when she was away on business. I always wondered what...

Being Me

The following tale is adapted from a story started be SlimV. The story was never finished and sent to me to read some time ago. I liked the idea so much that I asked if I could steal it and finish it off while expanding on it. Both SlimV and myself have been collaborating on it for some time now, thanks hun for the editing. I hope you enjoy reading it and get as much fun out of it as we did writing it. Being ME Part 1 - Out of The Closet Kind of a waste, I thought as I took...

Being Troy Jennifer

Being Troy / Jennifer - "Jennifer- come on," Mack was pulling at his arm, urging him at a whisper to move, "you have to get up- we need to get out of here." "What happened?" Troy asked trying to raise his hands, but he felt all wrong, exhausted and weird all at the same time. "I don't know; I just woke up. There is something in the house, we have to get out of here," he was pulling at him again. Troy rolled onto his side, feeling very strange and off balance and sore like he had...

Being Found Out

BEING FOUND OUT BY STATS CHAPTER 1: Friday Afternoon I am a crossdresser. Have been since age eight when I found a pile of discarded female clothes in the attic. Now, at age 28, I shave my legs and arms, wear nail polish on my toes and female undergarments to work. I have a particular fetish for women's shoes and will occasionally slip a pair on while working at my desk in my office. I have grown a respectable ponytail over the years but there are three other guys in the...

Being Bimbo

Being Bimbo ? ? ?????Introduction ? ? Before allowing Brandi to begin this narrative of her life I feel I should inform those who failed to read her previous narrative how she came to be?who?and what she is. Those who have read her previous book may wish to skip forward. Though there are a few things I may reveal that her fans do not already know. ?????My name is John. I own a rather large marketing firm well-known across three continents. I am also a certified hypnotherapist, a skill I learned...

Being Trust Worthy part IV

Being Trustworthy part IV By Sissie Maid Cuckold "Cindy, now remember everything I taught you. I want you to impress Brad when he gets here, do you understand?" "Yes Ms. Karen, I understand you want me to impress Brad... Ma'am?" "Yes, Cindy what is it?" "How exactly am I supposed to impress Brad?" "By pretending to be a real girl. If you can impress him that you are a girl by acting and thinking like a girl then I will be very pleased...if not...well, it won't be pretty for...

Being Turned Into A Woman By My Wife

"Being Turned Into A Woman By My Wife" by Lorraine Simmons I have fantasized about being transformed into a woman and have constantly demanded that my wife participate more and take a dominant role in my fantasy. She always failed to approach the ultimate level I desire since she has felt repulsed with the idea of me pretending to be a woman. I now wish that maybe she remained at that former stage than the present state I find myself, slowing becoming...

Being More Social Chapters 6 10

“I don’t care.” Nicole told me bitterly as we neared room 203. “The cold sucks. It hurts my face to go outside. You’re defending a thing that hurts my face.” I grinned at her. “Now you’re just thinking up my reasons for me to love winter!” She punched me playfully in the arm as we took our seats, joining the rest of Student Council. Shortly after, Phil entered the room and cleared his throat. “Great, everyone’s here!” He commented happily. “Alright guys, listen up…” That was my cue to stop...

Being Disciplined

I was standing at the window holding my wife Susie close to me as the clock ticked. The alarm went off at exactly the right time, but to our horror the world didn’t end. We held each other for a full five minutes but still life went on. We had to accept the truth of it. The world was still here, our world. Susie looked at me and spoke first. “Shit,” she said. “Crap,” I replied. We both pondered what was now going to happen. What our situation was going to become. The one of our own making. It...

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Being Twins

Being Twins - Rachael Free I knew something wasn't quite right but I couldn't be sure. My life for the past 10 years with my wife Jane was great. My name is Richard. Jane was 5'8", 120 pounds, lean trim body, 38D breasts, beautiful blonde hair and stunning features. I was 5'9", 148 pounds, and little chest or body hair. We got along like real friends and were great lovers, up until recently that is. In the past six months our relationship seemed to be going in opposite directions....

Being Me

BEING ME (FOLLOWING YOUR BLISS, BEING HAPPY WITH THE WOMAN IN YOU) MYSELF TODAY Today, I'm an executive of my own company and recognized in the field under my true self, a woman. It is a great joy to interact with others, no more hiding or living two lives. The most important part is that even those who knew me, in my previous gender accept me and I accept myself. I have found that most important part is making yourself happy, as opposed what others want you to be. It is...

Being Jim Ch 6 Lessons of Life pt5

I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both for ease in posting and for reader consumption. That said… I hope you enjoy this long winded tale. It is...

Being Human part 1

He shook his head. "Nude is artistic. Naked is defenseless." ― Larry Niven Chapter One Pixel drummed her fingers on her laptop in an absent minded cadence. She sat on a park bench, her bicycle propped up next to her. Her brow was furrowed in concentration, and she scowled at the computer code in front of her. The white text on the screen was almost fuzzy against the black background of the terminal window. The moment had come to execute her code, which would perform a buffer overflow....

Being Trustworthy part III

Being Trustworthy part III By Sissie Maid Cuckold Cindy enjoyed the weekend as Ms. Karen's maid. She had a lot to learn and was coached the entire time. The funny thing was that Cindy really got into being the maid and found herself anxious to learn and to improve her skills. It was not a game to her but rather the real thing. She learned to scrub floors and toilets. How to do laundry and vacuum. Even though Cindy realized this was menial work, there was something about the maid's...

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All throughout middle school, I had hated the name Adam Watson. It was a name the school bullies had become all too familiar with, and it became a name I figured was cursed, and I too for having it. They always liked to give me increasingly bizarre reasons for their bullying – “Adam can’t talk to girls, he must like men,” “Adam still wears tighty-whities,” “Adam doesn’t like looking at porn,” crap like that. I knew their true reason for picking on me – I was just another geeky, socially...

Being European or Being Equal Chapter XV

As Julie was preparing to give Jamie an examination he would never forget, Charlotte was by the pool putting her own plan for seducing Tyler into action, but since she didn’t have the benefit of a using a physical examination as an excuse to get his trunks off, she faced a more daunting challenge.Now that they were alone, Charlotte tried to strike up a conversation with the handsome teenager. She asked him about his dad, his friends, what he liked about school, all the ‘small talk’ things she...

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BEING NAUGHTY AGAIN 2 MOM DAD AND ME

BEING NAUHTY AGAIN 2MOM DAD AND MEIt was two days after my first night with my mom, our night of reconciliation was loving, beautiful, passionate and very erotica, it was a night that I surly will remember for the rest of my live. However, there was a new problem that I had to face; how to tell daddy. Waking up next to mom was one of the happiest mornings of my life. I never thought that I missed having my mother in my life, but that night with mom proved how much I longed for a relationship...

Being Bad

I found out early that being bad was more fun than being good. I also discovered that you kept your mouth shut about all the naughty things and shout from the rooftops about all the good things. A lot of my early naughtiness was, looking back on it, very silly; breaking windows, tying things to next door cat's tail. But I believe I have moved on since those days. Being good was volunteering to do the washing up, mowing the lawn and such. Being bad would often involve some degree of sexual...

Being Me Part 2 Voyage of Discovery

Being Me Part 2 The Cruise - Voyage of Discovery Cruise Diary - Day 1 I woke up early to the sound of a low hum, most probably the ship's engines. I stayed in bed for the first ten minutes of my morning watching the TV and looking for news about my dad's case. Finding nothing of interest, I got out of bed and took a shower. The warm water felt nice as I lathered up with the complimentary shampoo. As my hands worked their way across my body, I thought about shaving. The...

Being Barbi s Bitch

Being Barbi's Bitch By Heathyr Diamond After ten wasted years of foolishly trusting in love to 'cure' me of my femininity, I had only just begun to re-embrace the sissy inside me when something made me reach out to an old friend. What made me do it, I really don't know. Although I was once again revelling in even the smallest aspects of my femininity, treasuring and celebrating them in a way that only someone who has truly missed them can appreciate, I had made a conscious decision...

Being Joanne

Being Joanne by Meryl Davids "Hi", "Hi back", I said, I'd just got back from work, I hated office work, but we needed the money, for when we got married. Jane was a Nurse. I worked at a bank. I used to work as a Nurse, and loved every minute of it, Jane was just about burned out and wanted to get a Nurse managers job, to get her away from direct patient care. I had joked with her that we should swop jobs, "yeah sure", was all she said. I couldn't help the clearly...

Being Happy

Being Happy I've always found it pretty easy to be happy. Of course, it didn't hurt that I had gotten a good job right out of college or that I had the sort of body that drew girls like flies to honey (and they were always willing to eat my honey). But then one day, everything changed, and it threatened to take away all that happiness I had gotten used to. It started when I stepped out of my apartment building and found myself staring at a tight, round ass. A girl in tight...

Being a helpful Brother

Introduction: Being a brother means its your job to be helpful to your sister at all times. Although what happens when being helpful goes to far? Jason Lee and Kimmy Lee are the only Asian kids in there whole school. That ment they are more then just brother and sister they were also best friends. Jason was a year older then Kimmy so it wasnt uncommon for him to only see his sister after school. That made him lonely during school. Not only was he awkwardly tall having a growth spurt every few...

Being A Complete Slut For Hubby Part 2

I had such a lot to tell Gary when I got home. But he had to be patient. I was tired and hungry.After a delicious curry cooked by Gary, I actually fell asleep in my armchair, and only woke up just before bedtime.A coffee refreshed me, and we retired to bed immediately afterwards. Recalling everything and telling hubby all about it had the dual effect of making us both very randy, and we had a lovely marital session before both dozing off again.In the morning, Gary was still very randy. I found...

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Being a Submissive Sissy

I grew up in Pennsylvania. By the time I was eleven and twelve, I knew that adults were punished. Not only had I heard conversations about it but had heard or watched (by accident) my mother being punished. Of course, when I was about five, I’d had a ring side seat for one of hers. That was the first time I’d seen anyone else given a spanking and, my father could spank! She had bitched and cut my spanking short then, taken my place across my dad’s lap to take the rest of mine. I watched her...

Being Andrea

Being Andrea I was finished with school. Now the only problem was to find a job. That was going to be a problem. I hadn't exactly excelled at school, in fact I had pretty much hated it. The result of that was that I didn't have much in the way of qualifications. I had been told all that - many times - and that just made me even madder. Whose fault did they think it was? I know, I know, I was quick-tempered and apt to say things that I shouldn't, but the school was what our dear...

Being More SocialChapter 14

“If you ask me, May did it.” I snarled to myself. “That’s what I think.” “And do you always have this hunch, or do you go back and forth?” Salvador asked me. I grunted annoyedly. “Yeah, okay, but I think May did it the most.” “The most?” Salvador asked me. “That creates a bit of a victim-blaming atmosphere, don’t you think?” “How do you figure?” I asked him. “If May is innocent, she came up to you telling you about a personal violation, that she was sexually assaulted. And you...

Being Bisexual

I'm attracted to both men and women. I've always known that. I mean, how can anyone not be? There is a certain amount of truth in the old cliché, 'it's the best of both worlds'. My preference doesn't lean toward men, particularly. I actually haven't a real preference based on something as minor as my lovers’ gender.That was a problem in my younger days. I was, and still am, as easily aroused by the flash of a woman's thigh as I am by the way a man's jeans frame his butt. Same sex...

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Being A Naughty But Good Step Mom Part II

We all stood up together still in Ryan's bedroom, but Christina needed to peek at Ryan first. "I guess we're going into serious territory now, Ryan," she said, before getting on the bed with me.Both Christina and I got on our knees and got close. "I could--" Christina was about to talk, but I put my pointer finger on her lips and leaned towards her. I kissed slowly, but hardly for a moment with my palms on her cheeks.I had never been with another woman before, but she proved to be unique, and...

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Being Naughty with 2 strangers

Being Naughty with 2 strangersBy Dina PetroThe resort was very huge, spread over a wide area with many activities and fields, I was all alone spending a couple of days, it was mid-afternoon of a hot summer day when I took my dress off, stayed with a two piece bikini, sun tanning next to a playground in the middle of a green area surrounded by many trees.Two men walked into that field, a black guy and a white guy, both in their early thirties, real good looking men, and seemed to be flirty, they...

Being Jim Ch 6 Lessons of Life pt6

I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both for ease in posting and for reader consumption. That said… I hope you enjoy this long winded tale. It is...

Being More SocialChapter 20

In-the-moment actions can feel startlingly different than actions in retrospect. It’s easy to look back at one’s actions and say, ‘Wow. I sure overreacted to that.’ or ‘I never had it that rough. What was I thinking?’ As Mitchell’s note slowly burned in front of me, I wondered if this was going to be one of those instances. I looked around the park again in a paranoid fashion to make sure no one was looking at me – if I had done this in the house someone most assuredly would have smelled the...

Being a Woman Must Be Easy

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* I'm startled awake by my alarm. It's time to get ready for work again. My head hurts from all the drinking I did last night. No luck picking up a girl this time around, unfortunately. It's so much effort to get a girl to come home just to mess around. I really don't get it. If I were a girl, I'd be totally in to that. I know I'm a decent-looking guy, so I don't know why it's so much effort. Nonetheless, it's time to get ready. Crawling my way out of bed, I...

Being More SocialChapter 11

Granted, if one looked at it objectively, Nicole quitting Student Council wasn't exactly horrific. If it wasn't Nicole, I might have even labelled it 'teen drama.' Nevertheless I still mirrored her sad expression. "Is it that bad?" I asked her. She nodded as she drove, then sighed. "I didn't wanna tell you because I figure it would put a rain cloud over our hanging out time." She paused, then spoke with an uncharacteristically small voice. "Want me to just drop you off at...

Being Me Part 11 On Home Shores Finale

Being Me By Karin Roberts The Cruise - Voyage of Discovery - On Home Shores The Finale - Part 2 We walked along the corridor towards the lift down to the lobby. Mhari pressed the button and we waited. "Just a minute do you mind if I check on Mom," I asked. "Ok go on then," Mahri said. I turned and walked back along the corridor towards Mom's room. I knocked on the door my heart beating out of my chest wondering what I would discover, would it be all ok or had Avril...

Being More SocialChapter 6

"I don't care." Nicole told me bitterly as we neared room 203. "The cold sucks. It hurts my face to go outside. You're defending a thing that hurts my face." I grinned at her. "Now you're just thinking up my reasons for me to love winter!" She punched me playfully in the arm as we took our seats, joining the rest of Student Council. Shortly after, Phil entered the room and cleared his throat. "Great, everyone's here!" He commented happily. "Alright guys, listen up..." That...

Being nude short story

I thought I share this story of being nude in not your normal place, anyone a nudist? This is just a little story about a kinky fetishism I came up with about me it maybe a little interesting to you but I just wonder if other people have done anything like this I have been finding out how fun it is to be nude in a strange place to be nude at all. . I have always enjoyed being nude but not in proper places like nudist beaches or camps of any kind so I can't call myself a nudist. Very few times...

BEING NAUGHTY FOR DADDY

Being Naughty for Daddy, H my name is Christy and I love telling stories, especially ones where my daddy and I are fucking the hell out of each other. Its just so happens that I have one of these naughty little tale that I wound love to share with you tonight. You see a little over a week ago daddy and I had one of the best fuck sessions, I can not remember the last time we had sex like that. I knew that mother had stopped giving up the pussy years ago, I guess that is why he turned to me...

Being Christy Part 1

The summer before I went to university was hot. Really hot. It barely rained for weeks and when it did, it came down in torrential downpours. The air would get heavy during the course of the hot humid mornings and by lunchtime the clouds would darken and you could feel that it was going to be getting very wet, very soon. The day I first met Jenny and James I’d been into town in the morning, had a look in the record shops (this was when you’d still find the big chains on the high street, along...

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Being Transitioned

Back in the days when studying for my marketing degree, I had a girlfriend who worked at the front desk of a salon. Sometimes, I would pick her up after work. I remember loving the smells and sounds of the salon, seeing how women would enter looking one way, undergo a makeover, sometimes a pretty radical one, and leave looking totally different. I remember thinking how much power the stylists had to transform someone and then not even think about it by the time they were back with their...

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Being More SocialChapter 16

When I got to the student council meeting, it was as if the negativity that was coursing throughout my body was some kind of atmospheric event that plagued the entire school. Even in my state of shakiness and numbness over what I had done, I couldn’t avoid noticing that the mood of the entire council had gone down. Nevertheless, instead of asking around before the council began, all I could do was find a seat and slump into it. “You okay?” the concerned voice of Megan asked. I looked over to...

Being Me Part 9 A Cruise Diary

Being Me By Karin Roberts The Cruise - Voyage of Discovery & Home Cruise Diary - Day 8 - 10 This was getting a bit of a habit I thought as I awoke the next morning with a fuzzy head. If I'm not careful I'm going to turn into some sort of lush like Avril. I slipped out of bed and ran myself a glass of water before sliding back under the covers. Just what had gone on in my head last night? I could square up the first part it was getting back at Avril, taking Raul away...

Being Me Part 10 On Home Shores

Being Me By Karin Roberts The Cruise - Voyage of Discovery - On Home Shores The Finale - Part 1 3 Months Later It's been three months now since the day that Michael / Tracey left the Cruise ship and arrived back to good old normal home life. I left my story the last time as we approached Avril's house in the back of an unmarked Police Car. WPC Crawford a rather attractive woman in her thirties helped us inside with our bags before leaving us to it. This was the first...

Being More SocialChapter 13

I frantically looked around me. I was trapped, pure and simple. May was clinging to me, failing to make any kind of coherent word, as Phil tried to talk over her anyway. As I looked around us, I couldn't help but notice the dozens of people with their eyes on us. On every face I read confusion. People knew that something had happened but they didn't know what. In desperation, I turned to Nicole, who was looking down at the floor, an uneasy look on her face. She wasn't even bothering to...

BEING NAUGHTY AGAIN

BEING NAUGHTY AGAINA MOTHER DAUGHTER CONNECTION Hi again, it’s Christy and I’m sitting here once again thinking all sorts naughty thoughts. As you all ready know the main focus of most of my stories has always been my sexual relationship with my father; needless to say that it has been the center of my life for many years and the most gratifying as well. I started having sex with my dad right after I returned home from collage. I was in my early twenties and my parents had just spilt up; at the...

Being More SocialChapter 8

For the first few seconds after she told me, I couldn't perceive anything. For all I knew, I couldn't see, think, or hear. My mind refused to process what I had just heard. In retrospect, I guess I should have been grateful to Nicole. What she just told me seemed to render my problems unimportant. "He what?!" I finally managed to ask. Nicole shrugged. "Phil kissed me." She said, a little bit too emotionlessly. "I thought you ... I didn't know ... Were you..." I managed to say....

Being in her second porn movie

Being in her second porn movieLucy had enjoyed being filmed having sex with several guys, especially if she had never met them before. The sex with her boyfriend had become awesome. But in all honesty, Lucy wanted more, much more. She realized that she had become addicted to sex and couldn’t get enough. There were nights when her boyfriend Stevie, invited his friends around and they used to gang bang her, two or three at a time. She loved it but kept remembering the night of the movie. Six...

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Being A Woman Slut And Housewife

Hi friends, I am Rajesh from Hyderabad and have written few of my fantasies as stories on this website and thanks for all your feedback. This is also one of my fantasies and would like to share with you all. Let me introduce myself. I am 27 years old 5 11 with girlish feelings in me. I would like to be treated as a girl and use me for quenching the manhood thirst. I have a curvy round ass which is seen by most of you and liked it. Let me explain you about the feelings in me. When I see an...

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Being A Slut For The First Time Part 1

*This story contains light bdsm*Hi! My name is Jack and I’m gay. I’ll be sharing some of my sexual escapades with anyone interested enough to read them! I’m 18, with scruffy blonde hair and blue eyes, smooth skinned and quite young looking. Without further ado, let’s get started!A couple of weeks ago I finally lost my gay virginity. I got chatting to a guy named Chris off of Grindr one night and we exchanged photos. He told me he liked what he saw and asked if I was interested in meeting up one...

Being a Mommy

Being a mommy Janet L. Stickney [email protected] Having had lots of practice dressing and going out as a woman, I was unconcerned when I walked through the mall in search of a new black dress. There was a new art showing at the museum, and I wanted to be tastefully dressed for the occasion. Wearing shorts, a top and gym shoes, I was comfortable and not paying attention to anyone as I flitted from one store to the next. I ended up with new shoes, the dress, plus a set of pearl...

Being naughty for daddy

Being Naughty for Daddy, H my name is Christy and I love telling stories, especially ones where my daddy and I are fucking the hell out of each other. Its just so happens that I have one of these naughty little tale that I wound love to share with you tonight. You see a little over a week ago daddy and I had one of the best fuck sessions, I can not remember the last time we had sex like that. I knew that mother had stopped giving up the pussy years ago, I guess that is why he turned to me right...

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Being Chubby Became A Good Thing

By Larry Malone I don’t ever remember not being “chubby.” I even think I was born that way. Growing up I took a lot of teasing about it and it got worse in middle school. Of course, I was never into sports but I did have a group of guys who let me hang out with them, mainly because I would help them with their studies. Everything changed one summer after puberty hit all of us about the same time. We were starting to all get boners for no reasons, all the time. We jerked off as much as...

Being Joann

I sat in front of my computer and started surfing transgendered sites when I came across an article on psychiatrists specializing in cross-dressers, transvestites, and transsexuals. Some of their treatments included a psychological evaluation, hormone therapy, group sessions, and preoperative assistance. The mail order hormones I was taking were having some positive effects, but I read there were better and safer hormone medicines available by prescription. also really wanted to get some breast...

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Being Kellie Again

It had been several months since I dressed for a man. My wife had recently quit her job, keeping her home and me out of my favorite clothes. Kellie was scratching and clawing to get out but I needed to keep her hidden until an employment opportunity could keep my wife occupied. I kept in touch with a bunch of my regular admirers and visitors knowing I would eventually be dressed as their slut, kneeling on the floor in front of them. One admirer in particular would always reach out to me for...

Being Pretty For Princess

Oh no, I thought, my Princess will be arriving shortly and I still haven't even shaved my legs yet. In a panic, I went to the bathroom and ran a very hot bath. As soon as I stepped in, it was almost as if I was in another world. My name, Stephanie, echoed through my head as I reached for the razor and shaving creme. Being generous, I lathed on the creme and started to shave quickly lest my Princess arrived early. I don't know what I had been thinking, but I had been distracted for quite a...

Being Hers

“Domina,” the name rolled off Lauren’s tongue so easily even though she was asleep. Lauren spent many nights under her mistress’ command. She mumbled, screamed, and whispered the name of the only woman to whom she surrendered all. Her heated body was tense, her muscles bunched, they burned and then finally they released themselves in an orgasm that was created by the wettest dream she ever had. Michelle, her mistress and the one she called Domina, stood above her pet as she watched while she...

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Being Teased by Brooke

Complimenting her on her recent hair style change begins our tale of my being teased by Ms. Brooke. After all the normal chit chat and how everyone is, we are seated on the couch just talking away about nothing in particular. Her being a waitress, she is barefoot and kicks her heels up on my knees. Asking me to give her a foot massage, I turn in my seat and begin. Slowly running my calloused thumbs up and down her instep I begin with her right foot. Massaging her heel and foot relaxes her...

Being taken by two Voyeurs in the Park

Men often ask me if I secretly love the idea of being rap*d. I have thought long and hard on the subject and came to the conclusion that a lot of women want to feel they have been taken, and by men they have no connection to, so we are talking about illicit fucking, brutal men laying claim to another mans pleasure, the following is an account from my twenties, that happened one day, and for me an erotic adventure that I lost control of my body as men enjoyed my lust.Please read and comment so I...

Being taught how to love again 1

After spending 27 years with my one true love, and raising our 26 year old daughter, it just doesn’t seem right to place that all behind me and find someone new to write a new chapter with. My daughter says I really should start looking for someone to share life with, now that she has moved out, and living her life. My name is Mike, and as I said, 50 years old, 5’ 10, 175 pounds, brown hair, with a touch of gray on the sides. I bike daily, just to stay in shape, except the winter time,...

Being Sunday for the Shah

Captain Peter Carr looked at the woman he had just magnificently fucked, he cherished her and their relationship was an item now, they really had to stop the secret rendezvous in his office on the make believe that she it getting another telling off from her commanding officer. She looked well happy, her eyes still glazed and looking stunning and as beautiful as ever, Pete wanted her again and again: ‘I tell you what. let’s do it just once more huh baby?’ he asked taking a good hold of his...

Being asked to Breed a White Married Woman Chapter 1

My name is Antonio and I am a black man. I played football in the NFL for several years before I blew my knee out and could not play again. I stand six foot seven inches tall and I weigh two-hundred-twenty-five pounds. I don’t mean to brag but I have a very above average cock, 12 inches long, and the width of a baseball bat. No one has ever complained about it and I seem to always please the women I am with. I do prefer white women and especially married, white women. That being said let me get...

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Being A Complete Slut For Hubby Part 4

I was so excited about all the wonderful sensations that I was getting from gang bangs, I could think about nothing else but my next trip to Ufuk's mansion.My passionate time with Adil meant that I had very little time to prepare for it, so when it came to deciding what to wear, I packed all the things that Adil had chosen for my photo session with him.Although I would never have picked either the pink dress or Gary's shirt, I felt pretty good in them both, and the underwear set had never got...

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Being Awakened

Being Awakened by Daddy Jack“Damn my stubbornness,” you think to yourself, as you walk along in the cold rain, on the cobblestone street, lit by covered torches. You love life in the city, with all the modern conveniences of torch lit walkways, and stone streets and all. However, tonight, the rain is soaking you through and through making it difficult to appreciate the advances in modern living.As you walk, you reflect on the evening and riding in the carriage with Thomas. How his small...

Being Me Part 8 A Cruise Diary

Being Me By Karin Roberts The Cruise - Voyage of Discovery Cruise Diary - Day 7 I woke up the next morning with the most killer of a hangover. It felt like two tennis players were conducting a baseline rally in my head. Through the haze I glanced across the room an empty wine bottle lay on its side on the floor. Next to it another open bottle sat with about 10cms worth of wine still at the bottom of the bottle. I still had on the strappy top I had worn in Barcelona yesterday...

Being Hers

"I'm looking for a present for my boss, he's into antiques and things that are not mass produced." I said to the shopkeeper. I'd walked into a curio store that I'd driven past so many times. My boss liked the most weird things, the stranger looking the better and I usually managed to find something that found space on his shelf. "It's all I sell Sir, please take a look around and let me know if you have any questions." Said the woman with a smile. I found a few things I liked, I...

Being With Morgan

Morgan had blonde, steely blue eyes, a great shape, and a nice butt, especially in jeans. She was rather tall for a women, but very attractive, and she had an innocence about her that was alluring too. Morgan was always very friendly and I was definitely interested in her, but being I was a lot older than she was, I felt there was know way she’d be interested in me. I wanted to run into as much as possible, hoping to talk with her, and even if it was only in passing, I always hoped the...

Being a Whore for My Baby Boy

This is a true story about an aspect of my life. I don't mean to offend anyone's sensibilities but we (all people who've been involved in this event) now feel good about what happened, and how it seems to be turning out. First a little background. My name is Lena, I am a 38 year old American woman of German descent (my great grandparents immigrated from Germany before WWI). I was stationed in Germany while in the U.S. military, and after I was discharged I relocated there permanently at age...

Being fucked and used in my early days

We were drunk, and by far, the two prettiest girls in the room, the other girl had sloped off with two guys, and judging by her screams, was engaged in a double penetration sex act, in the room above where we were. We were the only girls in the room, and could easily be surrounded by four boys each, three girls and a football team, minus a goal keeper, which as someone pointed out, we girls could be good goal keepers, because we could let everyone in, bar their balls.We laughed somewhat...

BEING NAUGHTY FOR DADDY 1

(This was originally submitted by christydee who is no longer on the site. I corrected for spelling and grammar to make it a more enjoyable read).Hi my name is Christy and I love telling stories, especially ones where my daddy and I are fucking the hell out of each other. It just so happens that I have one of these naughty little tales that I wound love to share with you tonight.You see a little over a week ago daddy and I had one of the best fuck sessions, I cannot remember the last time we...

Being Christy Part 2

To be honest, I was panicking. From the outside I looked like an average teenager. Skinny black jeans. Indie band tee, maybe a size too small on my Bowie-thin frame. Cherry red Converse high tops. Straight dark hair cut into a fashionable (if you were an NME reading indie-kid) boy bob. But underneath I was sporting skimpy black panties and stockings and suspenders, all ‘borrowed’ from my sister’s underwear draw. Drenched to the bone and locked out of the house, I was having a Hugh Grant in...

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Being a Girl Sucks

Being a Girl Sucks By Deane Christopher Copyright 2000 e-mail: [email protected] "Tell me something, imp!" "May I once again take a moment to remind you, mistress" the smug little Barbie Doll sized and blue skinned jinn evenly replied. "My name is Ackabubenlatu! Not imp! But, getting back to your original inquiry, the answer is yes. I'd be more than happy to tell you anything you want, oh mistress of mine!" "Shouldn't that be former mistress? After all, you did...

Being Mr Millers Slut Part 4

Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series After almost a year of being Mr. Millers 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 very gentle, stroking my hair and telling me he loved me. My mother brought me hot chocolate which was really a treat in my house. Then they...

Being Mr Miller s Slut Part 5

Ginger let his cock fall out of her mouth, and Mr. Miller took it in his hand very slowly stroking it up and down as he watched her crawl over to me. She smiled then leaned down and I felt her tongue flick over my wet cunt. I moaned. Mr. Miller kept stroking himself watching. “You have three different men’s cum in you slut, three men filled your little slit to over flowing. Now Ginger is going to suck it out.” And she did. I felt her tongue thrust into me, then her mouth start sucking...

Being Mr Millers Slut Part 5

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 watched I felt my nipples harden, and my cunt get wet from my own juices. I must have made a noise because Mr. Miller looked over at me and...

Being taken by him then to a party

Well following up from the first part of this adventure, here’s what went on from then…After sucking my sissy friend for the first time, some changes were happening to my demeanor, I was now wearing girly undies whenever I could - I felt so sexual whenever I had them on under my normal clothes, I felt like my cock was in a constant state of readiness. My personal appearance felt like I gave it a refresh, shaving more often, dressing a bit better, looking after myself more, and keeping my balls...

Being taught

It was Saturday. I was tutoring Cal today. I put on a little pastel dress and thongs and a touch of make up. I arrived at his house at 11.30. I knocked. He answered the door and grinned easily. He leaned on the door jamb. Cal was 6’4’’, with a huge build and messy dark hair and eyes. He gave me one of his bone crushing hugs. “That’s enough, Cal,” I said, attempting to pry him away, but of course, I couldn’t make him do anything. He jogged upstairs to his room. “My parents are out,” he called....

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Being indoctrinated and enslaved in boarding schoo

Being indoctrinated and enslaved on my very day in Boarding schoolI recall, I was 16 years old and starting Grade eight however there was no high school in our town which necessitated me attending boarding school which was 250 Kilometers away from home.My dad was all “chipper” about it and stated that it would make a man out of me as he was of the opinion that I was a real “Mommy`s” boy as I did not like playing rugby or cricket etc. I preferred to stay in my room and read books!I must state...

Being Trained to Be a Submissive

For quite some time now I have been cooresponding by email and phone with a dominant male that I met online. I told him that I was curious about being submissive but was not sure if I would be able to perform and did not want to get into something I could not get out of.I am not submissive in my life and was wondering if I could be submissive sexulally. The thought of it excited me and made me hot and I regularly fantasizied about it. After many long discussions we decided that I would try it....

Being A Complete Slut For Hubby Part 3

It looked like a busy and thrilling week coming up for me.My regular Monday night fling with Hazel was back on, Emre was coming round on Wednesday with four new friends, and I was off to Ufuk's place on Friday for another gang bang, this time with seven guys plus himself.I wasn't quite sure how Monday night would go as it would be the first time I'd seen Hazel since her partner had beaten her up, but I was really looking forward to seeing her whatever.As it turned out, it was fabulous. Hazel...

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Being Dirty While Loosing my virginity

Standing at 5’4” tall, nicely tanned skin (thanks to my families gym membership and the tanning booths), blue eyes, darker dirty blonde hair that graced my shoulders, 38 D well shaped breasts, with a booty and thighs that showed how intense I keep my daily squat routine; I do not think of myself as being overly pretty or sexy but I know I draw a lot of guys attention. I really enjoy when the occasional guy whistles or cat calls me. I know girls are not supposed to like it but I have...

Being dirty while loosing my virginity

I had only been 18 for two days couldn’t wait any longer to do this. I had walked past the adult store on my way home from school every day for the past three and a half years and had yearned to take a look inside. Maybe even ride a real man’s cock in the back room. In truth I did not need to walk past this store every day – in fact it was a longer walk – but it was so hot walking past the store and imagining what it was like inside. Standing at 5’4” tall, nicely tanned skin (thanks to my...

Being asked to Breed a White Married Woman Chapter 2

Sunday morning, I woke up in Antonio’s arms and proceeded to kiss him and continued enjoying him next to me. I briefly thought of what Ben might be doing before I decided to wake Antonio with a morning blow job. He also decided he needed a morning fuck as well, so about ten am we got up and went to get showered and dressed for the day.About eleven-thirty I was calling Ben to let him know our plans for today. He didn’t answer right away so I was wondering if I had woken him up.When he did answer...

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Being Nice Can Have Surprises

Note - Here is the story I wrote, before I wrote about Justine, which was my original attempt at writing a non-magic, non-scifi, non-unknown chemicals, transgendered story about transformation, based on a request posted on TG Comics, where he/she just wanted a simple straight forward dress up story. Liking challenges, here was my first take on that request. No magic, no drugs, no science fiction, no s-m, just a very simple, and possibly believable, adult dress up story with a...

Being Pimped

A Tony and Nancy Story It had been a long three weeks out on the road and I was looking forward to getting home. A lighting guy on the tour lived in Marin and his girlfriend had come and got us at SFO. Guessing by the way that she stroking his leg and the hot kissing when she met us at the gate, I think that he was just as eager to get home as I was. This had been a rather long three weeks and I was damn sick and tired of tour buses, loud all-night post concert parties and hallways full of...

Being More SocialChapter 18

I was going to have a stroke before I was 40, I swear to God. I’d like to say that I was calmly sitting behind Megan, stroking her back and reassuring her it would all be okay after she informed me of her pregnancy, but unfortunately, no such thing happened. Within microseconds I was up and pacing the cramped hallway in a frantic manner. “You don’t- how? Why? No way. This isn’t true, you’re lying.” I breathily spat out. This only made Megan’s sobbing harder, the first thing that sobered me...

Being asked to Breed a White Married Woman chapter 5

After we landed and were waiting for our bags in baggage claims I sent a text to let Josh know we had arrived.Hey there,Just wanted you to know we have landed and will be at the hotel shortly. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow and to get working on trying to get our two firms working together. I plan to arrive at about 9 am unless you want me there earlier. Thanks for all of this and I can’t wait to see you. Sally says hi and wants to meet your girlfriend to see if she is as special as you...

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Being with Mary

You find a seat and sit, waiting for the professor to come in and introduce herself to the class. You are cursing yourself at breaking one of your new semester’s resolutions not five minutes into it looking down the row at a pretty brunette who, like you, is sitting by herself looking like she wants someone to talk to her, someone to kill the time until things get started. You are thinking of how you will sit next to her next class and bullshit with her in two days when you see the girl. She...

Being a Farm Girl isn 8217 t easy

Especially if you’re me. I’m Mandy, and I’m from a big farm right smack dab in the Middle of Nowhere, Kansas. You may have heard of it. This life of mine isn’t easy because I am responsible for a number of animals including: cows, bulls, sheep, horses, pigs, goats, donkeys, chickens, and a Husky. I feed them, give them water, milk the cows and goats, and clean their living areas. Not to mention the fact that I’m only fifteen.** My average day consists of my mother...

Being More SocialChapter 7

Actually, the clothes shopping was kind of fun. Luckily for me, Nicole retained her casual, fun-loving attitude the whole time we were there, and didn't go serious on me again. My entire wardrobe was changed by the time we left, and as much as I hated critiquing my younger self for fashion choice of all things, I had to admit I looked better in my new clothes. The most painful part of that trip was when Nicole convinced my to cut my hair. I actually loved my long, kind of messy blond hair,...

Being Neighbourly

All I wanted was to smell Caroline’s used panties. It wasn’t even as if I was breaking and entering, since we had one of her spare keys just as she had one of ours, in case of emergency.Admittedly this was no emergency, but an opportunity had presented itself, and I couldn’t resist the temptation. My wife was staying overnight at her sister’s. I’d seen our next door neighbour leave the house earlier and guessed she’d be spending the evening at her boyfriend’s. It was Saturday evening, after...

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Being European or Being Equal Chapter XV Continue

Tyler was still trying to hide his erect cock from the beautiful, naked brunette sitting next to him as she told him about how her son had ejaculated on his mom while she was giving him an examination in her office. Mrs. Bradley had just told him that not only had Jamie shot his sperm in his mom’s face, but he may have actually gotten some in her mouth.At first, the thought of Jamie ejaculating on his mom made Tyler a little mad, but the more he thought about his new friend’s cum shooting on...

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Being A Bottom The Urge

As usual, Ivan was standing naked in front of the mirror after having taken a shower. He stared at the athlete in the mirror. The one with great legs, strong thighs, but was sorely lacking in upper body strength. He was not as tall yet as he wanted to be. He shook his head and frowned at the crew cut hair style my parents forced on him. For as long as he could remember he had always sought out pleasure and soon found that some of his greatest pleasures came from other people touching him. His...

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Being Nice

I was almost to my apartment door when Biff, a longtime buddy, came around the hall corner. His face lit up when he saw me and, without stopping he said, “Hey man, thanks so much!” and high-fived me. By then I was at my door and Moira, my bride of two years, was in the kitchen fixing dinner in her robe, unusual dress for this early. She rushed to greet me as usual with a big kiss. I smelled sex. Without letting her go I asked, “I just saw Biff in the hall and he thanked me. For what?” My...

Being More SocialChapter 15

In the moment I felt a very odd surge of gratefulness. For every sexual event I bared to witness, I got to enjoy many moments gleefully. Innocently. Maybe this was what Salvador was getting at - maybe I was biased given the weekend, but my God, sex was becoming just ... stupid. You know what? It was stupid. Comically stupid. The teacher, who had adult responsibilities, thought it was actually okay to have intercourse with an underage student. Mr. MacDonald had some fucking nerve. I got...

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