Conveyor Stories

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Kaylynn sells her vagina

by AbuHajaar on Aug 8, 2019
Fantasy

"So it's a done deal?" Kaylnn asks. "Correct, we're in the final stage of development. Technically you don't even need to be here, but we would love to get your feedback on the quality." The man in a white lab coat, Jim, has just finished walking you down a long factory line. "Okay, what kind of feedback?" Jim takes a box from a...

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New York Minutes

by EnigmaDoll on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Though it could have been easily at his disposal, there was no limo awaiting her as she hauled her luggage from the conveyor belt into the strange streets into which she had found herself. She came to follow an artistic prophet, a man who could pull anything out of the air and make it real on canvas or paper or even a napkin, she guessed. A portion of his wo...

Money Can Buy Me Happiness!

by TheStoryQueen on Oct 14, 2017
Miscellaneous

Stepping off the Greyhound from Hermann ono the parking lot of the Beverley Hills Shopping Centre in St.Louis, a candy apple red Alfa Romeo drives by, parking in front of the mall’s main entrance. As the door opens i get my first glimpse of the driver, as he steps out in a three piece Italian cut suit, designer Ray bans covers his eyes. Oh man here my way to...

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Treadmill, 4% incline at 3.2 mph

by Crystal_L_Veey on Sep 15, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Indoor exercise has never been my best friend. It has always seemed to be something to endure when there was no other option. Outdoors I can walk for hours, like hiking through a park or walking along tree-lined avenues with my dog; time seems to fly! But walking on a treadmill, even with cable TV or music, has simply not been my preference. Each dreaded, bo...

At the Airport

by unblest on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My flight arrived a bit later than scheduled, which was no true surprise. I went down to the baggage claim and there you were. You had your back to me, but I would never mistake you for someone else. I opened my mouth to call your name but a wicked thought crossed my mind. I walked over to stand behind you. I wrapped my arms around you and whispered into you...

Important Delivery

by Tarrzan on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Working as a delivery man for a local farming company, I have had many opportunities that other people have not had to meet lonely farmers wives and daughters. I have been doing this work for several years and have decided that it is time to share one of my experiences. When I was first hired, the boss had informed me of "fringe" benefits that the job offer...

The Trade Show

by bobberjob on Nov 26, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

Let me introduce myself. My name is Samuel and at 23, I work for a funky new London company, within their marketing department. The aim of the new company is to take the website design and web hosting world by storm. We have only been going a year but already have a decent toehold in the market. The parent company though want more, much more. As we beavered...

Hot Summer Nights Ch. 04

by Vinsmouse on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Angst, Slash, Non-Con, BDSM, OOC Rating: FRAO Italics and/or // indicates a flashback. * He watched from a distance as the two men left the old sawmill. He couldn't understand why the boy didn't tell anybody what the sheriff was doing to him. He couldn't li...

Lauren's Lesson Ch. 08

by JackandJilldo on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Lauren's Lesson ch. 8: the Honeymoon part 1 Lauren is strip searched at the airport and forced to fly nude I decided to surprise Lauren with a cruise for our honeymoon. We would fly to Miami, where we would board the ship and sail for two weeks around the Caribbean. She seemed very happy at the prospect, and had really been a joy to be around since we'd go...

Anti-Socio

by 4degrees on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

Warning: contains graphic violence. * Deep in the back of the alleyway I watched as the morbid flesh dangling procession slunk by, their steps taken with care as if walking on the last existing glass photos of their remaining loved ones. Cat-stepping dead, they were, and I could smell the stink of decay just as perfectly, as if I'd rooted in face-first to...