Dr. Drake sat on his little stool at the end of the examining table and explored Mary's pussy with his fingers and eyes. Gynecologists usually wear surgical gloves when they examine a pussy, but he rarely did, preferring instead to have direct contact with the warm, moist flesh. If the patient questioned this practice, he simply explained that his keen sense...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Author's note-We're back with this story. I can continue it now. Also, there will be gay scenes of both genders. You were warned. All characters in this story are at least eighteen years old. *** Jamie took steps ahead Frank and Tyrone, gripping a flashlight in his righ...
I awoke in the same suite to a phone call from Trevor Burham, “Look, mate, don’t worry about putting this on your own tab. The new government is set to take office and I’m already having doubts. Remember when Annie assured me that nothing would be different? Well, just this very morning, man, she told me that she hoped that last night was great for me, becau...
At home, the Queening stool now became a regular fixture in our evening schedule. Once Caroline settled on my face for the evening, she would happily spend two or three hours, watching TV while I gently worshipped her nether regions. I was occasionally allowed to masturbate myself, under my apron, but was rarely now asked to tongue her pussy. Instead, she ha...
Working next door as usual, next day, Jennifer invited me into her private parlor for a little chat. "I discussed your financial 'issues' with Mummy yesterday. You may be surprised to learn that she was impressed with your domestic service the other day. She was planning a ladies' tea-party this week, but unfortunately, her maid has been called away on fam...
It is such a romantic day. Just right for some me time. I am getting married to myself today. I needed to shower. I had a terrible week at work. My boss was her typical self; bitchy, paranoid and touchy-feely. She actively questioned my manhood, my cock size and whether I had what it took. I would quit but for the fact that I am paid so much. I got home...
It was a sad couple visiting Dr.Malchamus at the Neuropsychiatric Penile Institute. "It's just no fun making love to him" Anastasia said. "I am so sick of his premature ejaculations." Moby looked pained. How could this doctor cure what had been a lifelong problem? He was a wealthy sculptor from a famous literary family (he'd been named for a character in...
I never thought it would happen to me. Never in my wildest imagination, when I agreed to marry Mr Jones, did I think I would become the bored, ignored housewife, desperately clamouring...craving...for something...anything...to brighten up the gilded cage my life had become. I’ve become such a cliche. As I stood at the window watching my gardener pull up th...
I thank diamond_fire for help given in the editing of this story. ***** She was there, I just watched her I did not have to anyway, since her energy transpired all over me, such a powerful Lady to many but to me specially even though we had not been introduced yet. She looked radiant, with a beautiful body on the slender side, you could appreciate she has...
So what's a guy that has been transformed into a goddess gonna do first? Now I know what you're thinking but I did not run into the bedroom and play with my new body. Firstly, it just seems wrong with a goddess watching me and secondly, I was still processing what happened so I decided to see a friend to help sort this out. I hope he is home. Step out my fr...