A lonely young woman is left the family farmhouse by her grandmother who always said, "I've got the trains to keep me company." This is a VERY mild story that will primarily appeal to those who are into machine self-stimulation or have a fetish about steampunk. There is no explicit sex. Instead this sets up a fantasy which some will live out in their own mi...
[Author's Note: As usual, I would like to thank my editors: Bigg Mike, Captain Krunch, Rex and Latina. Without them, this chapter would have been just stuck in my mind. So give them a round of applause. Next, to those who comment on the chapters, suggest things, and even send me messages on my email, thank you. I appreciate all of that. You guys are one of...
Going to the deer camp has been a Texas tradition for many years. As a boy, when I was way too young to hunt, I would anxiously sit and wait at the cabin for my Father, Grandfather, and Uncles to return home after their hunt. Then we would all sit around the camp stove eating a big bowl of chili and talk about anything that came to mind. I would sit and li...
Okay everybody here's Ch.4 and I hope everybody is happy. The editor that I emailed didn't respond back, but I did read over my work about 3 times. I hope I added enough depth to the story and enough depth to Adam and Erica. Thx for reading and keep the feedback coming. Adam walked up the gravel trail to the warm cottage that lay ahead. He smiled as an ol...
Spring was trying to arrive. The grass was becoming greener, buds were coming to life on the trees, and there was a twinge of new life in the air. Suzanne rounded the curves on the old road like a pro; she'd been driving them for eleven years. She was able to take in the scenery since her hands on the wheel were on auto-pilot. When the cluster of trees came...
Merry Christmas everyone and happy holidays. I hope you're enjoying them. I just wanted to give you all a present. Enjoy. Tell me what you think in the comment section below. Like always, all characters involved with sex are over the age of 18. ***** It's official, I am in way over my head. With my wrists bound to the top of the bed and my ankles cuffed t...
This is my entry into the Legends' day post. I want to thank Blackrandl1958 for asking me along on this venture and for her fine job of editing this piece. Oh and Congrats Randi. I also need to thank Naoko Smith for her help on some of the content of this story. To someone special I need to say, S'agapo Moro Mou. * In addition to being a round heeled slut...
"When I count to three you will awake, feel wonderful and you'll be ready to begin," I said softly. "One, two, three!" She lifted her head, blinked, then carefully looked around. She didn't see me or her surroundings. In her mind I wasn't there and the room was somewhere other than my study. Idly I marveled at the wonders of Hypnosis. Mrs. Ruth Claypool was...
She came on a Sunday evening riding a bicycle. She rode all the way to the doorstep where I was sitting in the evening sun. "Hi there Buster. I am Lena. Grandma around?" She called before she even had dismounted. I knew that she was coming or, more correctly, that someone was supposed to. Grandma always tried to get what she called a vacation in the middle...
Chapter 2 Alex and Mackenzie discover the value of experience. * Mackenzie and Carol loaded the dishwasher together. Mackenzie asked her mother "I can't believe you and Alex do anything together. He seemed like a real dweeb to me. I tried to talk to him and got one word answers. He was totally disinterested in me and didn't even want to dance, yet he dan...