As he worked the sturdy oars once again, I sat demurely in front of him this time, utterly cowed by the power of him. I bought him with my money, but now it was he who owned me. I studied the great muscles for perhaps the hundredth time. The disc of his bicep was pumping with each stroke, my eyes widening appreciably in time. But somehow I tore my gaze fr...
(Hey all! Afraid this one is just a quickie without a "proper" sex scene to speak of, but for those who are curious the road Jasmine has taken so far, this is it. More to come soon! If you have questions or comments, click on my name, click on my contact-info, and e-mail me there from the profile page. I hope this tides you over until the next big thing!) I...
A/N: this series is a tribute to Miss Divine AKA SizeQueenSupreme, it is written in her formula and vernacular in a hopes to provide her with a read very much like her own, and maybe to enjoy in whatever way she sees fit. Her tastes run into the extreme, so if you've never read her works, i suggest you do, and get yourself prepared for another journey. Also...
(If you're interested in hearing me read this story aloud, or about how to obtain the last chapter without having to wait, contact me via my profile page here. As usual, all characters are 18 or over, all body parts are oversized and ridiculous. Think of it as a literary cartoon more than a serious work of fiction. And have fun!) His reputation proceeded...
(This story involves extreme sizes, be fairly warned) * Interview days are, quite simply, exhausting. Placing my black framed glasses aside the tilted stack of applications and resumes, I leaned back in my high backed leather chair, my fingers caressing the corners of my closed eyes, pinching the bridge of my petite, slender nose, making sure not to muss m...
Rain soaked me through, the chill of the air magnified by the clinging of my wet clothes. I was coming straight from work, a small-time paper, and was following a lead. Aaron Black, it seemed, did not want to be found. He’d returned no phone calls, and I couldn’t find him on the net. I’d had to test the resources of my paper’s staff, convincing them that t...
(A quick note: The following is a copy of the letter that I sent to Aaron which made him punish me in ‘I don’t want to share’…) Dear Mr. Black, Do you know what I’m doing right now? I’m sitting in my bedroom with a huge dildo, the biggest I could buy. And you know what? It isn’t big enough. They don’t make them up to your size at my favorite store, so I gu...
(Hey all! This one is a bit shorter than most, but it's just the calm before the storm of sex to come, I promise. I hope you all enjoy, and please get in touch with me via the contact info in my profile page if you have questions or comments!) * After my promised demolished the ass of the ass-sex specialist, I ran back to shower off, then made my way up to...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (16 min/mp3) * * * * * Part I It started out as one of the worst dates I'd ever had. He was good looking enough, to be sure... tall, blonde, and decent muscles showed through the nice suit. And he had money. Designer sunglasses hid his emerald eyes while he drove, and when he laid them down; it was on the dash of a beaut...
(Hey all! Sorry for the slow releases lately, life has unfortunately hit me like a ton of bricks. I'm crawling my way out of the rubble though, and hopefully you should see more regular releases from me over the months to come as we approach the big 1-oh-oh of stories published. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this little piece and will look me up via the...