By M. Christian
The colour of Lust
A shark, seedy poolhall, and a bet ... Daisy knew the hustle yet what she didn't anticipate used to be being performed herself. yet within the very best way....
Everything however the odor Of Lilies
In the close to destiny, Justine is a intercourse employee with a special twist: for a expense her consumers can do no matter what they wish - together with kill her. every thing goes good for her ... until eventually, that's, she comes throughout an ambulance attendant together with his personal distinctive fetish.
Betty got here
A candy, and extra-hot, story of longing and lesbian hope: what do you do for those who comprehend what you is so very flawed ... yet feels so very correct?
"Sitting on a chair, fingers at the table, palms at the keyboard, phrases at the screen-" the letter is a last see you later from a fellow to the realm he's wronged ... or is it? And if he didn't write it then who did?
The New Motor
A steampunky story of outrageous turn-of-the-century inventiveness: John Murray Spear created the recent Motor, The Mechanical Savior, however it was once a distinct lady who gave it a horny spark of existence ... after which a few.
NY in terms of Taos
In a trailer baking within the scorching barren region sunlight, ladies lose themselves to hope and myth: going to new and, for them, unexplored sexual worlds ... like long island urban
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Now, Motor – now! My voice, my religious essence reaches out to you, oh Holy enforce of the organization of Electricizers, and sparks in you the reason energy, the magnetic shop of nature! ” Spear thundered, the strength of his ardour stirring these current (yes, yet another than others) to believe their very own exciting cost of pleasure. So spoke Spear, intonation after intonation, plea after plea, summons after summons until his flock panted, eyes glazed and hearts pounding, themselves reeling from the cost he used to be elevating – no matter if the recent Motor, lifeless as something, nonetheless sat motionless. one among them, much more charged, center pounding extra, eyes much more glazed, was once so seized via the riding decision, the impassioned oration of Spear, by way of a actual manifestation of his selection . . . her legs failed her and he or she fell to the ground, and her fingers, relocating like enchanted serpents, plunged underneath her skirts and commenced to feverishly paintings her melting intercourse in ecstatic syncopation. additionally feeling the cost of Spear’s oration, the remainder of the little New Motor flock used to be equally energized – although now not, certainly now not, to get down at the tough flooring and start to masturbate. nonetheless, to be reasonable, they didn’t cease her from carrying on with both. complicated skirts driven up and out of ways, she unfold her faded thighs large in order most sensible to realize entry to her aching intercourse – her pulsing, liquid, burning neither areas that so desperately ached for touch – stroking, rubbing, penetrating unlock. arms fluttering a sensual dance at her swollen lips, quivering vulva and pulsing clitoris, she labored and labored and labored a few extra until eventually a shattering orgasm applauded Spear’s religious conjuration of the hot Motor – – after which, slowly, achingly, but additionally certainly, it began to click on, then to whirr, then to vibrate, hum, oscillate, revolve, and another way easily flow . . . the actual Savior of the Race, the recent Messiah, the recent Motor started to paintings. And religion, exhausted, smiled, smiled, smiled – someday later, the flock – of their less-than-comfortable affordable beds, yet too drained with social gathering to brain – misplaced in goals of wonderful religious engines, Spear stood ahead of the good desktop, now full of reason lifestyles, his eyes nonetheless broad after many hours. “So . . . fantastic. In my goals . . . no, now not even in my so much bright of desires might I ever have imagined the wonderful thing about you, Motor. No, i may by no means have predicted the honor of your circulate, the facility of your functioning. i'm enraptured together with your mechanism –” “John,” religion acknowledged – additionally drained, yet now not really drained sufficient for mattress – touching her worthy spiritualist at the shoulder. “Please, John, am i able to, could I . . . back? ” “You are actually the Mechanical Messiah, Motor. you're the Divine Engine. i'm your servant and engineer – humbled ahead of your activities, your motions –” Spear acknowledged, his eyes just for the colourful contrivance. “John, my physique – i want you, John. you might have woke up me, John. i must think you again,” religion acknowledged, voice heavy with wish, clutching firmly Spear’s arm.