Faerie Philters, Meghan and I

Faeries have more than one trick in their bags. I’ve mentioned faerie dust in the past, which is something they use very regularly on us mortals. There are also faerie philters. I’m not entirely sure what those are made of (it’s a closely guarded secret), but it’s a very popular item with humans. In the olden days, witches used to steal philters from faeries, then sell them at outrageous prices to humans gullible enough to pay. Continue reading “Faerie Philters, Meghan and I”

New Members Forums

For those of you who are members (and if you’re not, what are you WAITING for???), I’ve changed the forums, hopefully for the better!

I’d like to thank everyone who took the time to let me know about the problem. I was using Google Chrome, and they looked fine to me. Guess I should’ve tried Firefox earlier — as soon as I did, I realized how butt-ugly it all looked, and I had an instant incentive to fix it.

My apologies for it taking so long.

Jaycee

She’s Baaaack…

No one is telling me anything, but I’m sure Attitude is back. She’s probably hiding, plotting more mischief to make my life miserable.

I should have known. New hot and smart chick like Meg walks up to me in a bar, flirts with me, ends up in my bed in record time, has a high sex drive  and can’t get her hands off of me… You’d think I would have picked up on the fact that this MUST be some trick from Attitude, right? Well, I never pretented to be the smartest cookie in the jar. Continue reading “She’s Baaaack…”

Picture of My Boss, Morgan

Now available in the Forums section.

It’s probably time to remind you that the forums are updated twice a week, usually around Wednesday (for the preview of the upcoming strip) and on Friday (for the character-of-the-week). Membership is (until the end of June) ONLY $10 per YEAR — after that, it will go to the original (intended) cost of $25 per year (that’s still pretty inexpensive).

Hope you’ll all rush to get your account before the special runs out. You can signup HERE.

Best,

Jaycee

Mandy — An Unusual Night

So on Saturday, as I got back home from work, there was Mandy waiting for me in my apartment.

I could quickly see she was pretty upset. She was back to wearing the skanky outfits I’ve come to expect from her. She had two travel suitcases with her, next to the couch. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure some things out. I didn’t have to ask or even say it — she ran into my arms and started sobbing on my shoulder. Through her tears and hiccups, she blurted out that she’d been kicked out of the convent. Something about inappropriate behavior (big surprise there). She had nowhere to go, no one to turn to. Continue reading “Mandy — An Unusual Night”

Movie Magic

Last night, Meghan and I met up for a movie. We’ve been spending way too much time at my place lately, so we decided it was time to take it outside, so to speak.

I should know by now that in my life, figures of speech aren’t JUST figures of speech.

When we met up at the theater, I just thought she looked incredibly hot in that jacket and tank top, and immediately wanted to undress her. It was just a thought at first, but when she kissed me hello, I could see she was thinking the same, and the thought turned into desire.

We lined up to get the tickets. There were lots of people, so I positioned her in front of me, and hugged her from behind, pushing myself against her butt. She laughed and pushed back against me. Torture, that’s what it was! I had half a mind to just say “screw this!” and take her right there. Her own breathing was a little faster and I could tell we were of one mind.

That was one long line up. I think I have a knack for choosing the slowest teller, no matter where I go. Still, we toughed it out. I whispered a few things in her ear, the kind of things that I know (by now) make her melt. Instead of responding by voice (she was in front of me and couldn’t talk back without everybody hearing), she texted me back on her cell phone. Damn, that was explicit! I risked a discreet hip thrust against her bum. She pushed back without hesitation.

I did it again. So did she.

At that point, I knew where this was headed, and the movie was quickly becoming the last thing on my mind.

We got our tickets and rushed away from the counter. As we made our way up the escalators, my hands were reaching for her crotch; she batted them away. “If you touch me there again, I swear I’m going to drop my pants right now and kiss you in front of everyone.”

(She didn’t really use the word kiss, but I’m borrowing from How I Met Your Mother to keep it clean. 🙂 )

It was only a few minutes before we reached the theater. We took our seats completely in the back, top left. I was faintly aware that I shouldn’t be fumbling for her belt buckle, or her for my zipper, not in a public place. Still, I couldn’t really control myself, nor could she. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I began suspecting there might be some faerie magic at work here, but I was past being reasonable. I would think about that later…

Just a little bit of friendly advice: most ushers and theater crew are very aware of why some couples select the back, top left seats in theaters, and apparently receive special training in handling cases like us. I don’t think, however, that the pimply teenager who came to politely ask us to stop and leave expected Meghan (who was “sitting” in my lap) to lean forward and go down on him.

So to wrap this up: he came. She came. I came. Then we left. (Some of the crowd boo’ed us, a few cheered. My cheeks were flaring red, but not Meghan. She bowed down to the audience and left with her head held high.)

Even after we left the theater, I couldn’t keep my hands off her. Same with her. We had sex three more times in different public places before reaching my flat . Then we had sex again, but I stopped counting.

This smacks of faerie magic!

Jaycee

Something Right, Something Wrong

I’ve been doing fine. I mean, REALLY fine. Since the faeweave thong incident, Meg and I have been spending a LOT of time together. We’re really into each other. Literally and figuratively. Every time she comes over, she simply grabs hold of me, throws me down on the couch or on the floor (whichever is nearest), and has her way with me.

I like her having her way with me. That’s really pretty acceptable. 🙂

On the other side, I’m increasingly worried that “Attitude” hasn’t returned — it’s now been 2+ weeks. My guess is that she IS back, but she’s hiding and up to no good. This must be the calm before the storm.

If anyone knows anything, please tell me.

Jaycee

Tricks on Sister Mandy

Well. I’ve gone for simplicity. Since no one cared, I decided neither should I, and I cursed Mandy with ALL three things I talked about, instead of just one.

So now, she’ll climax every time she hears the word “Amen;” her breasts will feel “attracted” to other women’s breasts in the vicinity (and the bigger they are, the harder it will pull), and she’s going to pass on a contagious kiss that will skip from woman to woman each day.

This should be a FUN convent pretty soon.

“Attitude”

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