One hot summer afternoon, with the air soft and heavy on her skin, while crickets rattled thickly in the trees outside, Anna sat on the washing machine as it finished its spin cycle and felt the vibrations shake their way up through her body. She was close. She was very close, when Danny came home and caught her. She didn't hear the door. She didn't hear h...
June in southern Missouri was hotter than usual: every day a sweaty sauna. The whine of traffic on Interstate 55 was a steady buzz in the background of the truck stop, and in spite of the air-conditioning, the waitress' t-shirt bore two large sweat rings as she moved between the table. Lucy Lewis and Henrietta DeLaponte were sipping huge glasses of iced tea,...
A little less than an hour has passed since Robin left Nami to her temporary fate. She was currently sitting on her bed, reading from one of her many books while Franky was busy installing the contraption next to her. From what she could tell, it looked like an ordinary massage-chair, just a bit bulky. It was built entirely out of wood and had very exquisite...
Warning, this historical fantasy contains references to fucking and fucking machines and contains four letter words and any resemblance of any characters to any person living or deceased is entirely unintentional. In addition it contains folk getting strapped down with leather straps and there's Snuff, Prostitutes and steam valves, and the Dowager lady McNe...
You just turned 18, the last one of all the seniors and Lakeview High, about a mile North of Milwaukee, Wisconsin. You force your school uniform over your chest, and after a minute or two, you can finally fit it over you C cup breasts. “Jennifer, I made pancakes!”, comes a voice from downstairs. “Thanks, Mom!”, you holler back. You rush downstairs and have a...
Ann stared at the machine that she had spent the last two years creating. At 37 she did not consider herself beautiful, but rather plain. She was 5' 7" and weighed in at 127 lbs. light brown hair to the middle of her back. She stood there with her half empty glass of red wine in her hand and the half empty bottle on the small table. Her hand shook slightly...
The night seemed to fly by while sleeping in my little dog cage. I hear you start to stir as the morning sun peeks through the blinds. I see your feet hit the floor and you walking naked to the chain hanging on the wall. It means that you are letting me out, and I try to hide the excitement as you unlock the cage. "Come," you command, as I race out quickly t...
Placed in a not-so-known part of my local town lies a small yet tidy-kept building, which every customer calls, "The Release". It was a friday evening when I returned to the building by driving my way through the back roads. I parked up aside the building and stepped out of my car happily, with wry smile, and an upbeat swing in my step. I came to a teal-colo...
I am a submissive male that loves my wife very much. I was put on this earth to serve her. She is very kinky and likes to try all kinds of sexual fantasies on me. Her new thing now is to make me take Viagra. So she can see how many different ways she can milk the cum out of my balls. So if you don't like Kinky Bi-sexual behavior it's time to quit reading t...
Condominium Some of my readers have commented that some of my stories have an over-abundance of characters in them; this story is no exception. My stories all have happy endings. There is a lot of sex, spouse swapping, and other 'free-thinking' behavior. If this isn't your bliss or story genre, please read something else. Chapter 1 I lay back on the bed,...