Whatever dramas may have arisen from time to time in life, Jeeves' grip on the morning saucer has always remained firm and unshaken. Whether conveying news of political friction in the Balkans or of irrupting aunts on the doorstep the man has always carried a beautiful cup of tea. So when I heard the ominous clink of crockery I knew the world's foundations w...
Chapter 48. It was around 2 O'clock in the AM: Shift work coupled with snow made Jack later than usual getting home - not to mention the blisters on his ass-hole that caused walking to pose a real bind to his getting around lately. Mary was sleeping: Zonked-out on pills and booze. They hadn't talked that much since the incident, and there was a large, cold,...
To the beautiful Cecilia, a horrible tale of woe and kinkiness... The Horrible Hospital "Get me to the hospital, and quick!" I yell at the taxi driver as I struggle to fasten the seat belt over my bloated stomach. "I'm going to have a baby!" The driver eyes me critically. "Are you sure you're not just fat? You look kind of fat to me." "I'm pregnant, da...
Peter Kurtzberg couldn't resist taking a look, just a quick peek over the cubicle wall. Bobbi Ross was very pretty. She had a heart-shaped face that glowed with warmth and whenever she smiled, which was often, her blue eyes sparkled like precious stones. Her naturally blonde hair was cut short in a cute little bob. If Kurtzberg was totally sure she wasn't...
It's been a long day on the beach in Cape May, and the sun's beginning to go down behind us as the last of the vacation crowd heads back to their hotels for the evening. But you and I have decided to stay, to soak in the last faint rays before it's time to start thinking about dinner. We couldn't be any cozier sitting in our chairs under a huge striped umbr...
In the way of a warning: There is no category for 'bisexual' here, so I hope the tags help. Although this piece starts with a cross-dressing sissy/femdom scene, a lot of the later parts of the story is MMM, with the female character only turning up at the very end. It's not *forced* bi either. ***** The woman next to him at the bar lit a cigarette, a long,...
Thanks to my editor, Nymphwriter, and my loyal beta readers who found my errors, made corrections, comments, and suggestions to improve my story. Any errors you may find are mine alone. Dear readers—if you haven't read Chapters 1 through 4 of this series, I suggest you return to Chapter 1 to catch up. If you choose not to do that, be aware that Mike, Emily,...
Craig entered the room cradling Carol in his massive arms, like she was a child. He had deflowered the petite woman's ass in front of her son and fucked her snatch in the bathroom, before showering and drying her: it had been much more than a quick biting and sniffing of the captive housewife's body, like he said to Nick, Tom and John. Now he was late. His...
My chastity tube hangs heavily between my legs. It resembles a water faucet, and looks a little odd. Gretchen used to have me in a plastic thing, but she felt that I was too disrespectful in having big erections... And the tube makes it quite cramped! Really, it is. When I get a hard on, it's quickly contained. Then I feel this unpleasant squeezing fro...
Chasing the dragon, that's what Joelle usually fell back on. But this time things were different, this time, chasing the dragon wasn't good enough and mainlining was the only cure. It was better, stronger, more potent, and it took the edge off more effectively. The initial hit caused her to hurl, but after shooting up a few more times, she settled into its s...