Every week or so I load up the laundry basket and head for the corner Wash-o-Matic. It's your typical Laundromat. A double row of washing machines lined up down the middle of the store with front-loading dryers along both walls. Neon lights hum and flicker overhead. A sign in the window announces "Wash, Dry and Fold" to passerby's. I lugged my basket into t...
"Why don't you try it?" Laura's big brown eyes widened as a naughty thrill went through her body making her shudder a little at the thought of it. "Be serious" Laura said with a shy smile to her best friend Tally. Laura and Tally were sat in a coffee shop as they normally did on their dinner break chatting. Tally had been Laura best friend since they were...
When I was in college a few years back, I lived in one of the men's dorms on the campus of the state university that I attended. Since I was too busy with my schoolwork to go back home to do laundry, I usually ended up at the dorm Laundromat, down in the basement of our building. Next to the men's dorm in which I lived was a women-only dorm, and the two bu...
A van trundled down the wet road, it's driver searching for the landmarks that would help him find his next drop. Thankfully he was ahead of schedule today, even with the rain. He was looking forward to getting home and changing out of his rain soaked clothing. It didn't feel right to be working on Christmas Eve, but he had no choice. The brake lights came o...
The flood had done its damage. The internal walls all needed to be replaced as the plasterboard had swelled and disintegrated. It would be a while before new stocks would arrive, months at least. As so many homes had been flooded there was a big demand and finding new plaster board would be difficult. Jen hated living in the house and constantly informed him...
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,...
She looked at the white-and-gray metal box with the big round porthole. Her arms were crossed and her brow was knitted. He glanced at her sideways, a small curl of a smile hiding in the corner of his mouth, underneath the full beard she wished he would shave off. "You know, it isn't going to explode, love," he said mildly. He saw her already straight bac...
Just an idea me and a colleague came up with whilst wasting time at work the other day and talking about rule 34 and stuff. "Dare you write a crazy fic about a washing machine and a refrigerator having sex?" Sure, why the hell not? Nothing should be too weird for fiction anyways. So, imagine that this fic takes place in a parallel world where appliances are...
Carl stopped dead in his footsteps as he came to the door of the laundry room. It was at the bottom of a set of dark and dingy stairs, in the basement of his tenement building where he was staying. As a college student, he couldn't afford his own place, so he was left doing a sort of "community" living arrangement, until he was done the semester at least. He...
-----0----- Note: It order to get the full impact of this story, one must first read Chapter 1 -----0----- The scene is a few days later at a decrepit old farmhouse, the home of Tommy Joe and his Pa. In the front yard is Lester's dilapidated old pick up truck and a shiny new, operating oil well with a huge storage tank. A very attractive young woman, perh...