Chapter 7: The Aftermath Ben lay in bed and looked at his wife as she slept, the heat of his passion dwindling in the afterglow of sex. She was lying on her side completely naked. He watched as her chest rose and fell with each breath. Her breasts seemed to him huge now and the nipples still looked erect on their darker, puffier areoles. He watched fascinat...
I have to say I love sex in all its forms; masturbation is a big turn on for me. It is only then that I seem to cum; I don't know if it is because I allow my mind to go wherever it wants to, instead of concentrating on the act of love making itself. Over the years I have masturbated with all sorts of objects, from my fingers to household items like bottles,...
Professor Victor Ashworth was an inventor. A purveyor of all things alchemical and mechanical. Natural science was his playground. His workshop, however, was little more than a hovel. It was a dark basement cluttered with half-completed projects and the faint smell of grease. But it was his to outfit as he pleased, and the professor felt at home around his c...
Love Mechanics Olivia was happy all through dinner with her kids and sent them off to bed early because she was understandably tired. Her new Exercise machine had completely satisfied her after a second go on it right before the kids made it home. In her nightie on the way to bed she decided to "check on it". A good thing too as she had forgotten to switch...
It was the voice that stopped Alice. Smooth, sultry, nothing like you'd expect from a street vendor. "Interested in buying something for your husband?" The woman stood on the street corner. A hood covered most of her face, but Alice could see her full, red lips fixed in a smile. "How did you know I was married?" she said, rubbing her gloved hands together...
It's a lazy Sunday afternoon and Nadine was just sitting on the bed watching on of her favourite DVDs. It's a love story with some rather steamy scenes and she is getting hot and bothered as the movie progresses. Gabriel, her best friend and lover, is supposedly out of town on a business trip this weekend, spoiling her plans of a very erotic weekend she inte...
We all have problems with our washing machines. Out of all household appliances it is the most vulnerable machine to go on the blink. Saying that, my old machine was ten years old before it gave up the ghost. I let my fingers do the walking through the local town directory and came up with a young guy because his advertisement sounded honest and to the poi...
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...
It was Tasha's curiosity, really, that started it all. She was obsessed with Sybian porn. Her eyes would get all dreamy and half-closed every time they watched. And Max had to admit, the thought of watching her climb on and ride one of those things had him going. Besides, he never could say no to her. Still, Max was a business man, an investor. The cos...
The Deneril had forged the Ancient Machine countless millennia ago. For what purpose, no one knew, but even after those ancient gods left the Machine it continued with whatever task they had left for it. Continents would be moved, civilizations raised up, only to be destroyed. The Machine was constantly making changes to its surface. And those who lived upon...