Chapter 1 - Dialogue Intro - Who is That Guy? . “Damn! Wes, you look like a fucking Viking. Where have you been?” “This cute barber did it. I just let him do his thing.” “Cool, where was that? He’s got a good eye!” “I can send you his number if you want.” “You know what? You can. How much did that cost?” “I am not sure, though. He wouldn’t let me pay.” “He wouldn’t let you pay?” “No.” “You fucked him, did you?” “Maybe. Wh...

Chapter 1 - Fucked up day Do you know the days when NOTHING goes well? Yes, those days you get fired from a job because you gently reminded your boss he could go fuck himself and not bother your friend? Yeah, or when you drive home, furious after the mentioned boss told you with a calm smirk that you should go home for today and bring your things tomorrow? And on the way back, your car runs out of gas…! Then, you swear fo...

For those who care, my name is Rick. I hated that name for most of my life, but as with many things, one deals with it. When I was a kid, I thought it sounded like a name for old men, and when I got to high school, I hated it primarily because my parents named me after my homophobic and despotic grandfather. I never really liked him till the day he died. He was the biggest reason I rebelled, even though I was too afraid t...

This story is about when I first noticed I was into swallowing a guys cum and on my way to becoming a slut for cum.First, a little about me. Most of you know me from my other stories. Back when this story starts I was sixteen, I'm now forty-six years old. So over the years, I've improved my skills, but my thirst for cum has never changed. My ex-husband loved me sucking his dick on command. I'm told I'm very attractive, st...

Ms. J was not my type. I don’t think that she was anyone’s type or that anyone was her type. By the way she dressed, I would have guessed she was a lesbian—and not the lipstick kind. My life and spank bank were full of taller, blonder, nicer women. How did I end up where I am with her and why do I stay here? Ms. J is not her name. She lives in apartment J, which is right above mine. It’s a classic three-story walkup: gard...

You've prepared yourself for my arrival. You showered and shaved yourself, and put on my favorite underwear and heels. As you dress yourself, you think of my impending arrival with a mixture of giddy excitement and a dread that is somehow both nervous and accepting. You want to serve me, you NEED to serve me, but sometimes the idea of being utterly controlled by me, being utterly helpless to my desire scares you. But you...

Prologue I came to be in a simple moment of insanity. On a website that called to my usually very reasonable half to be something more, somebody that others could never believe she could be. Spontaneous, bold, flirty, sexy, beautiful, desired, all in all a woman confident in her sexuality. I was instantly popular with lots a chatters and started a steady social network with many men. I was coy and secretive, sweet and att...

Andrew Lippincot's childhood had been quite normal, as were his teenage years. At sixteen he hung with his friends, played baseball, rode their dirt bikes and talked about girls. One of his friends always managed to produce a Playboy magazine from their Dad's collection. He and his buds would peruse these forbidden pages with wide eyes and trembling fingers as their pricks hardened. While the stunning naked models were a...

I wasn’t supposed to be there night. I was supposed to be at home, in my bedroom studying for a test I had the next week. So, how did I get there? Jordie. Jordie is my best friend in the whole world, and she is the one that dragged me out to the new club opening. Apparently, it had been the talk of the town for a year, but according to her I live in such a deep, dark, hidden hole full of old books that I would never know...

Trust. A simple word.A simple meaning, A short word, A huge responsibility,An even greater commitment. Some don’t understand The impact, The hurt, The release, The want, The end and The beginning. It is just a word, one would think, But without this word, This world would not exist. Mine, yours, only, always.Simple words, yet powerful Powerful beyond all imaginable thinking. Trust is just a word. Trust has just five simpl...

Disclaimer: None of the characters in this story are based on real life people. I work at a well-run, popular bookstore. Located on the corner of 6 th street and Rugged Way, it’s in the center of downtown. We get a lot of customers from all round the city, as one of the largest bookstores, and also gain the attention of tourists from the nearby airport. We offer some of the best maps and guides at the cheapest prices, and...

Getting off at the exit-- Part 2 Ally grinned at me, not without some hidden meaning to her smile. She started off with her mouth. I caught myself wondering what the HELL has gotten into her?! She has sucked me 3 times, in the almost 3 years we had been dating. Of the 7 inches I am, she got down about 5. And then she came up, almost to the point of letting go of the head-- and plunging down once again. Of course, it goes...