Ass To Mouth


Cock Whore Gets What She Wants

Well this post is already in the forum section - but for those that dont necessarily go there I decided to post this here as well. THis is not my normal type of story but was done as a request for someone wanting to be degraded. If that doesnt appeal to you, as well as, the rest of the tags above then no point in getting yourself upset from reading this then. If you read it please rate it all. It lets those of us that write if you like our time we put into something and takes so little of yours to click yes or no. Comments are always welcome too. Anyways ... Had been watching you at the beach. Your bikini barely covering the parts of your body it is supposed to.

A Long Awaited Birthday Gift

My name is Jack and I'm an average 19 year old guy. Im 5'10", 180lbs, and of a fairly athletic build. I've been in love with my best friend, Kelsay, for two years, she is 16. Kelsay, in my opinion, is the picture of beauty, she is about 5'8" with honey blonde hair, and the most gorgeous blue eyes I have ever seen. She has amazing breasts, a mid D, and a cute little ass to top it off. She's the kind of girl who loves to do a bit of friendly flirting, always seeming cute and innocent until she shows her wild, uninhibited side. Despite her playful nature, she is a virgin.

My Career Choice

When I was 18 my parents kicked me out of their house with a bag of clothes, a bus pass and $500. I had no idea what to do but knew I deserved to be kicked out I had a bad habit of doing coke and stealing their money to support my habit. As I walked towards the bus stop I knew I was fucked and I didn't know where I was going. It was 9 pm when I got on the bus and I knew they stopped running at 11pm. I fell asleep in the back of the bus and before I knew it the driver told me we were as far as he went. The red light district it seemed normal during the day but everyone from around the area knew not to accidentally find themselves there at night. And yet there I was.

Basic Training

"Tell me why we're here, slut," he ordered. Kneeling, she stole a brief glance around the hotel room before looking up at him and replying "Because I want you to teach me how to be a good whore, sir. I want to obey every command you give me, and satisfy you in any way you desire." "Mmm. And do understand that once we start, there's no going back? There's no 'safe word' here and no matter how much you might protest certain things, or think you can't handle something, it will only mean a more severe punishment rather than an easy out?" "Yes, sir."

My Initation into the World of Nasty Sex

Before I tell my story I think its best that you know my story. I'm 21 years old and I have had my share of girlfriends. My looks are good but not exceptionally but what is most important is that I am really shy around women. I can't talk to a beautiful girl or woman even I my friends dare me after a lot of alcohol. That's why it has been almost a year since I had some sort of sexual experience, I know its not that long but it's starting to make me very horny. I have always had a thing for older women. I just love the way they look like and the thought that they really know what to do with a guy just turns me more on than any girl of my age could.

Fantasies Fulfilled

Just before I opened the door I put on the rubber gloves so that I wouldn't leave fingerprints and then I pulled down my ski mask. I opened the door and walked into the office. It was always the last office to close up and go home on a Friday. Linda the woman that worked there was awfully dedicated, as was her secretary Amanda. They were both very attractive ladies. I had been stalking them both for quite a while. I closed the door behind me and locked it from the inside. The secretary asked me if she could help me. As I turned around Amanda became startled and then she picked up the phone. I showed her my handgun and she put it back down gently.

Jo and her girls.

Jo is my neighbour, I moved in two years ago, she is forty with two daughters, Tori who is twenty and Zoe who is sixteen; all three are very good looking. Fortunately for me Jo's husband walked out six months ago. Late one afternoon Jo called me to help her move some heavy furniture in her bedroom. After lugging wardrobes around the room she asked me if I wanted a drink. Sat in the lounge she offered me a beer and sat next to me on the couch. "Thanks Rich you really are such a help, I couldn't have done that on my own". After a few minutes she kicked her shoes off and curled her legs under her, I couldn't help noticing her pretty little toes; her legs were quite nice too.

The Interview

The door was opened on the 2nd knock. 'Yes?" inquired the man who answered. She felt a sudden shyness creeping in, but sensing he wouldn't be one to tolerate weakness in any form, cleared her throat, and said "I'm here about the position, sir."He casually looked her up and down, knowing all the while that the longer he took to let her in, the more she would squirm. But if this was going to happen, he needed to let her know up front that he was calling the shots. "Come in," he said finally. She entered the villa and found herself immediately in the dining area. A small table and 2 chairs were set up in the small space that served as a kitchen.

cindy

Cindy was 18 now, a freshman in high school. 3 years had gone by since that first trip into her sexual life at this point, and physically, she had grown a bit. She was still fairly short and petite, skinny, 5'3", had long straight blond hair. She still wore glasses, now a style resembling that of Ashliegh Banfield from the news, black rimmed and although somewhat stylish, her overall demeanor was a bit more geeky than that of most high school freshman girls. She didn't wear flashy or very trendy clothes, wasn't very interested in the big big fashion race that most young girls her age get obsessed with. Her style was somewhat plain, although still quite cute.

Mary Moves In

It was a hot Sunday when I first saw Mary, the type of Sunday made for sitting around with a cold drink watching television or reading a book. Although the temperature would often rise well above the ninety-six degrees that dominated my home city of Sacramento today, something about it being the weekend made people especially lazy. Had it been a Monday, or any other weekday for that matter, people would have attempted to ignore the heat just to make their workday that much more bearable. I was washing the family sedan in the front driveway and thinking about the 49er game later that afternoon when I saw a large U-Haul truck out of the corner of my eye.