The Ghost of Benanee - Sex Stories

The Ghost of Benanee

... weren't common in the 1920's but you'd think that there'd be more than one. Like, this area was going to be the next Mildura so yeah, I would have thought someone would have taken a few publicity shots of the settlers." Daz picked up her folder of research and flicked through the pages. "Admittedly it's only what I could find online or by calling the Euston historical society, but still... Heaps of newspaper articles though, mostly bad news."

"Bad? Like what?" asked Vicky.

"Drought, rabbits, a plague of mice, roos, the depression, government not understanding how tough things would be, banks being arseholes."

"Some things never change, I guess. So, what's your plan?"

"Well, it's not going to Sydney and dig through the paper archives. I think a site visit might be the go. Helluva lot more fun." Daryl groaned in delight as Jo dug her thumbs into her calf muscles. "Oh yeah, that's good. Jo, keep doing that and I'll do whatever you want."

"Well, since you're offering, I was hoping if you had done robotics, you could have made a three way sound operated dildo machine. You know, something that would pulse to music."

"What, a machine that would do you front and rear, and in the mouth?"

"Nah, although that sounds like fun," Jo said, giggling. "A dildo for each of us so we can all just lie back and enjoy the music. A bang box. For banging boxes. See, when we get close to coming, you'd give out your bass grunts, Vick, her soprano squeaks, and me...Well, you know ...

... what I'm like. A musical orgasmatron."

Daz frowned and pursed her lips. "Hmm. I like the idea, but I dunno. Probably need low voltage actuators, but I don't know if they'd respond quick enough. Should do, I guess. I wouldn't use hydraulics or pneumatics. Parts will be expensive, and I'd need someone else to program the interface. I'll think about it, but we may have to stick with manual methods until I work something out."

"Bugger. Well, I'll think of something else." She leaned forward and lightly kissed all Daz's toes. "You have nice feet."

"Thank you, Josephine." She reached up with her free foot and gently rubbed her friend's chest. "You have such happy, perky nipples."

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(Riverina Recorder 28 Feb 1925 -Progress Association

The Euston Progress Association are petitioning the Public Works Department to have the Lake Benanee settlement opened as early as possible. Some 500,000 acres of good wheat growing land are available, and it is thought that a move should be made immediately be made to make it suitable for settlers.)

"That's why it's called camping. What you're thinking about is glamping, which just pretend outdoor stuff," Daz said patiently.

"But you're sleeping on the ground with all the bugs, spiders and snakes. It's going to be hot and dusty at that time of year, so I'd want to have a shower if I've been outside all day in that. And preferably a pool. And a bar," said Jo, shuddering at the thought of sleeping under the stars.

"I'd love ...