The Sex Machine Rides Again (Taken By The Machine Book 2) by C J Edwards

THE SEX MACHINE RIDES AGAIN
    Copyright © 2014 by Charlotte J Edwards
     
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    Adult Reading Material
    All characters depicted are over the age of
eighteen.
     
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    THE
SEX MACHINE RIDES AGAIN
    Kevin
had devoted the best years of his life to developing and building the ultimate
sex machine for his beloved wife, only for her to leave him just before he
completed it. Not to be distracted from his mission, he completed it and then
looked for a suitable test subject. His nosey teenage neighbour conveniently
ticked that box and by the time Louise left the cellar, she had been fucked so
completely she would never be the same again. Not much more than a virgin when
she walked into the house, she walked out having experienced more sexual
satisfaction than most women accumulate in a lifetime.
    A
few days later, Kevin received another unexpected lady visitor. He knew she
would turn up at some time but nevertheless tried to look surprised when he
opened the door.
    Hillary
had been Sara’s best friend for almost all of their lives. They lived next door
to each other as toddlers, went to the same schools and when Sara’s family
moved away, managed to reunite by getting into the same university. They took
each other’s advice on everything and were always there for each other. When
Sara decided it was time to move her stuff out of the family home, it was
inevitable she would send Hillary to do the job for her.
    When
the door swung open, Hillary did her best to put on a happy face and pretend
she liked her Sara’s soon to be ex-husband. As usual, his eyes spent only a
moment on her face before wandering over her body. As usual, she felt naked
within seconds of being in his company.
    She
had deliberately dressed conservatively that day in a flowery dress that came
to her mid-thigh and a yellow cardigan but her shapely body was nigh on
impossible to camouflage and the pervert’s eyes lingered for so long on her
big, firm bosoms that she wondered if her nipples were visible.
    It
was Hillary who broke the silence. “Hello Kevin. Sara asked me to pick up a few
of her things.” She paused at his stony silence. “It’s just; you know…” she
finished awkwardly.
    Kevin
paused for a few more seconds before replying. “That’s okay Hillary,” he said
brightly. “I completely understand and was expecting you at some time, just not
quite so soon.” He saw her begin to relax and smile back in relief. “I’ve boxed
and labelled all my wife’s stuff and piled it in the cellar,” he added.
    “That’s
great Kevin,” Hillary chirped back. “Shall we get on with it?”
    Kevin
led the way down the hall and the cellar stairs, stepping aside to let the
woman enter the cellar first. “The boxes are at the far end,” he called as he
picked up something from a table near the door.
    The
big dark room was partly illuminated with blinking red lights and there was a
steady hum. Hillary assumed there was some sort of electrical equipment running
but she walked straight in any way.
    As
soon as Hillary stepped over the threshold, the blinking red lights went mad,
flashing so brightly that she was completely dazzled and stopped dead in her
tracks. “What the heck…!” she began.
    Kevin’s
voice came from over her shoulder. “My machine has just measured your
dimensions and your location to within a micron or two. It will keep updating
several times a second. It’s very, very good!”
    “Are
you mad?” Hillary yelled back with a tremor in her voice. “What on earth is all
this for?”
    “Oh,
it’s for fucking women, Hillary,” Kevin laughed. “And today,