Who is Jessica - Sex Stories

Who is Jessica

Hello everyone! Thanks for checking out my story. This is my first attempt. This story is a slow burn so this is mainly just set up but it will get very hot I promise.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Have you ever had one of those moments in life where you know that by making just one decision your entire life will change so drastically that you'll never be the same? That happened to me as I knelt on the floor, dressed like a whore, and stared at my fathers hard cock.

Yeah I know it's a cliche and click baity intro but I really had no idea how else to start this story. Plus it's true, it did happen to me, but I guess I should explain how I got there.

My name is Jessica, but when this story takes place my name was Shawn. I've learned a lot about myself over the years and I'm so happy with the way my life has turned out so far but it's been a wild ride. I was born into a pretty well off family. My parents were in their early 20s when they had me and they got a lot of help from my grandparents on both sides so we never truly struggled when I was younger. We weren't rich by any means but we were comfortable.

My dad was a whiz at numbers so he rose through the ranks of an accounting firm pretty quickly and my mom was good with people and ...

... became a therapist. She was a wonderful woman and so sweet and understanding. We had an amazing life together until 6 years ago when she died in a car accident.

No one was at fault, it wasn't a drunk driver, it wasn't negligence, just one of those freak accidents that can happen. That didn't make it any better though, and with no one to be mad at, I got mad at everyone. I lashed out at everything and everyone. I pushed my friends away, I took out my anger on strangers and I even got into fights at school. These never went well for me considering I was, and still am, small for my age. I'm 20 now and still just barely 5'3" and 125 lbs soaking wet.

Most of all, my relationship with my father suffered. All he ever wanted was to help but I pushed him away more than anyone else in the years after mom's death. I Feel so bad about that now but there's no going back to the past so I just have to make up for it now.

A few friends stuck by me, even with me pushing them away. None more so than Derrick. He is my best friend in the world and without him I probably wouldn't be here today. Derrick is my neighbor and we grew up together. Hell, we were inseparable since we were toddlers. Derrick's parents were about the same age as mine, maybe a bit older I've never asked. They are pretty good friends as well, but I guess that's to be expected with kids who are best friends. My dad and Derrick's dad get together with some other guys once every month for a poker game. When mom was here, ...