Oral Sex Stories

A Collar Girls Story
A mind control collar teaches Maggie to enjoy giving blowjobs. The collar girl series of stories are an exploration of consent in a science fiction world where mind control collars allow for the capture and domination of willing women. Capture, submission, and domination are major themes in these erotic stories. Informed consent is paramount in the submissive / dominant relationship.

Wedding plans, and life thereafter, grow complicated as Michael gets more involved with his eldest daughter's new family and learns about their sharing lifestyle.

A Sarah and Greg Story
Lisa moves back to Hawaii to finalize her divorce, while the two she loves (Sarah and Greg) wait for her.

Valentines Day Contest 2015
Throughout his life, Grant suffered a phobia, women, when close to any of the opposite sex; he usually became a bumbling uncoordinated mass of flesh. Then it happened, a meeting with a new co-worker, beautiful vivacious Jasmyn Fyffe. Grant's world changed, changed drastically, for the better.

A snow storm strands a young couple with the woman's busty mother. Who knows what will happen in a seedy motel?

An invitation to the opening of a new night spot looked to be an adventure for Alice Parks. The real adventure, she learned, was what happened afterwards.

A The Chronicles of Dan Hayward Story
On this day, Dan stays with Ben and Cathy the night before his wedding to Karen. She visits him in his bedroom and they recall all the flirting that took place between them the previous summer...Cathy played with the hem of her nightie pulling it up higher over her thighs. She crossed her arms and pulled it up and over her head. Her beautiful, naked body was in full view for her dad.

An Iowa girl denies sex to her BF before he joins the Army. When he was killed she vows that she will never again deny sex to a virgin soldier. Moving to Chicago to live with her uncle and aunt she becomes friends with girls at work who volunteer at the USO and begins having sex with GIs in alleys nearby. Learning that these girls are entertaining troops this way her relatives offer their house as a refuge to support the effort.

In classic tennis white -- white shorts, matching tank top, and sneakers -- she was eye catching. Her black shiny hair fell softly around her face. It was thick and I had to resist the urge to run my fingers through the luscious strands. And her glasses were gone. Her dark brown eyes seemed to draw me in like mirrors in reverse; and I decided I wanted to spend hours looking into them.