Toothache Stories

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Toothache

by gulman on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

(I have tried to narrate the episode, in the best way I could do, but since the English is not my native language, therefore the text might be containing some grammatical loops. The story is true. ) My wife has been complaining of toothache for the last so many days, and she really needed the opinion of dentist. She wanted me to take her to the clinic, but...

My New Dentist

by lil1812 on Sep 13, 2017
Humor & Satire

Here I am, Finally sitting in the waiting room of the dentist. It's taken me two years of putting up with many a toothache, with the help of very strong painkillers. I don't really want to be here, but I know that I would have to get these teeth seen to sooner or later, so I may as well get it over with. I am sitting here gradually feeling more and more unco...

Doctor for Humans and Hybrids V.2

by Doctorsgirl on May 24, 2016
Bisexual

Year 3018. It's morning at the clinic for Humans and Hybrids. Quite a few people have been becoming Hybrids more and more since the formula was discovered, and with changing one's DNA comes changes to the body....not just appearance for some. There are many types; from Cats to Dogs, Snakes to Fish, Birds to Rodents...there are many to see. A few just want Ca...

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Angela and the Cruel Dentist

by hugh2075 on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Angela had toothache. It had kept her awake all night having started a couple of days earlier. Her maid had advised her to use oil of cloves, but it was not doing any good. Even worse her husband of six weeks, William, was angry because she would not have sex with him. William was twenty years older than Angela and they were on honeymoon touring Europe. As...

He Looked Familiar

by jamesmarlowe on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

(Chapter 15) "He Looked Familiar" (circa-1982) When Brenda Morton entered a room her tits came first and the rest followed. "Come inside," she invited, her words breathed in a soft seductive whisper, her eyes taking a quick tour over the smart young man old enough to be her son. "I was expecting someone older," she said. "Please take that age thing as a...

Pussy-Licker: Volunteered Slavery

by tristantrotsky on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

The Sexual Politics of love and lust are more complex than they at first appear. Who controls, and who agrees to be controlled? In this story of perversity and obsession TRISTAN TROTSKY explores the rules to the limit... ***** "Pornography leads to toothache." He glances up. Mike's tall stooping frame caught against the glittering glass facets of th...

Painful Visit

by jamesmarlowe on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

(Chapter 16) "Painful Visit" (circa-1984) It was late in the afternoon when he pulled his car to a halt outside Gary Fowler's bungalow. The wheelchair access ramp and handrail supports leading up to the front door a chilling reminder of a young man paralysed from the waist down, sitting alone on his birthday, his wheelchair his only companion, Stella Mason...

The Body Sculptor Ch. 04

by gmikeisbad on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Bobby Joe caught a look at her form getting out of the shower, she looked stronger, more taught more pert than ever - almost balloon like in roundness. She stared into the steamy mirror like she was secretly watching an unwitting exhibitionist. She decided to add another coat of cream. -This would blow Jimmy away and they would be lovers forever- She ima...

Free Universal Carnal Knowledge Pt. 14

by Londonchap on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

XIV "Ducks in a row" The following morning, as the radio news was telling us that the hot fine weather would finally break today, Wendy and I discussed the situation again, and she offered me some advice. "Get organised, James. Get your ducks in a row. [An interesting choice of phrase.] You can't just lurch from one unforeseen crisis to the next." It was...

Mad Dog - First Strike Ch. 09

by crimepunk on Jul 13, 2020
Novels and Novellas

9 - Killing Me Softly: It's the wee small hours. The gloom of my room is illuminated by the glow from my iPod and a scented candle. The candle is, obviously, Mack's idea. We are cuddled together enjoying the forced intimacy of my single bed, basking in a warm post-coital glow. The Fugees Killing Me Softly is playing. Mack plants the lightest of kisses on m...