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...
The following is a work of erotic science fiction. None of the characters are real. MF, MM, fantasy, slow, rom, size, gr, toy, md, fd * Ok, I'll confess. I always wanted a huge cock. I'm about normal (6 inches), but nothing extraordinary. What did I want? 12. I've always fantasized about being too big to fit in a cunt easily, and bottom out before she reac...
Thank you for all the feedback. Thanks goes out to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for their making my story a much better read. There I was sitting in the little cafe listening to 'You Gave Me A Mountain' for the fourth time. The waitress walked up and said, "Josh, don't you think you listened to it enough times?" I looked up and there stood Sherry...
Hi, my name is Mike. I'm now living in retirement at the age of 72. Through out my life I have had the most outstanding sex with some of the finest young girls, women and older ladies that any man could want. This is the continuing chaptered story on how I play the sex game with these many wonderful women through out my life. These sex escapades are all ve...
Chapter Twenty Three: Sissies at Work, Sissies as Sluts at the Farm. 4:00am and the alarm clock goes off. We three sissies must wake and begin our day of long, hard labour of degrading sissy maid and sissy slut work. Off comes our sleeping lingerie and soon three naked with only our chastity devices dangling on our sissy dicks we must quickly and together s...
Chapter 1 Waiting for the 157,000-ton cruise ship, Luxury at Sea, to berth and the discharging of its almost 3800 passengers to begin, Hudson Lamont was also preparing to say goodbye to his fiancée, Sylvia King. The previous night, after gentle sex in the spa bath in their stateroom, Hudson told Sylvia he'd sold his partnership in the Sydney law firm of An...
You can either blame or thank Waratah and Tennesseered for this one. ~~~~ One of my brother's favourite hobbies is whinging about how much farmer's whinge. It's worse when he's drunk or emotional, and on the day of my parents' wake, he was both. The mourners had all long since departed and it was just us kids and our partners. The food had been cleared...
CHAPTER SEVEN -- MILKING PARTY By the fourth day, all the little cows are giving lots of milk with their teats hooked up to the strong nipple pulsators in the milking barn. They have learned to orgasm while on the machines. They don't need to touch themselves. Their little bottoms wave in the air as they give their milk, a fine sight to see for anyone breez...
Leanna was lost. She had been past this particular tree twice now. The reason she knew this was that she had set three stones beside it, just like she had been taught. Grandfather had tried to teach her. She just wasn't the best student. At twenty-three, she should be married with babies by now. Not running around the countryside, alone. It wasn't proper an...
Nine months ago you thought you left me here without a single dime. Before that you had been going through the money faster than it came in. Now you are living on the rich side of town with the son of that banker you're working for. I use the word working in the loosest sense. Now that I think back on it you were the one that talked me into remortgaging t...