My very beautiful wife, four months pregnant, advised me in the morning that she was due for another "internal" that day. I quietly swallowed the lump in my throat. The memory of our last visit to the Gyne still danced in my mind. I had watched him perform his examination and even allowed him to swallow my sperm, at his request. The memories of his fingers...
Chapter 25 -- Tiffany's Three Demerits While Kim and her friends were occupied with the first week of their concert tour, Upper Danubia struggled through an ever-deepening political crisis. For the first time since the Second World War, the Duchy faced the prospect of political instability. The conservative government of the Party of the Duchy fell in the P...
She sat in the waiting room, hands balled into fists pressing into her thighs, chill bumps all over her skin, feeling her heart beat rapidly against her chest. She always hated doctors' offices. Something about being inspected, critiqued and searched for any imperfections by individuals infinitely smarter and with much more promising futures than hers was li...
(A standalone story) (Fictional story about fictional characters) Penny knocked perfunctorily on the glass door of her friend Bernadette's office. The whole wall was glass and reminded Penny of the old saying about "people who live in glass houses..." It had been a prosperous few years for the pharmaceutical company where they were both employed, and the n...
I had developed a small red mark on the side of my rib cage which didn't really irritate me but my wife constantly nagged at me to go to the doctors to get it sorted. Like most men I always put off a trip to the doctors so my wife had booked an appointment without my knowing and bluntly told me 'you are going even if I have to take you myself'. I had probab...
She was lying on the bed near her snoring husband. After some frantic fucking he had fallen asleep as usual without caring for her. She came from an Indian village and accepted this as being sex. She had never experienced the sensation called an orgasm. Nowadays she was obsessed with thinking about sterility and it was the main point to ponder over tonight....
The men sat on a park bench. One was a small older man. His companion was about thirty five or so but it was difficult to accurately tell his age. His eyes were unfocused and blank. It was clear he had not bathed or changed clothing for a long time. His clothes were in rags and were filthy. His hair and beard were matted with filth and debris. The older ma...
The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate sti...
Today marked my first day at my new job. I was working in the Emergency Registration Department at St. Jude’s Hospital. Previously I had worked at a restaurant, porn store and Juvenile Detention Facility so this was really the most normal group of people I had ever worked with. My job was quite simple. Any moron could do it. Patients were placed in ro...
When he arrived home from work he could always excepted to find three things to his satisfaction; first that his home would be clean and tidy, second that his dinner would be almost ready, and third that his wife would be in the bedroom ready to pleasure him before dinner. His lovely wife had always had things just so for him, he did not need to ask her nor...