The Train Ride Ill Never Forget
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I walked from the car park into the small reception area and checked in. We'd provisionally booked the room earlier in the week so there was no problem securing it from the incredibly indifferent girl at the desk. I looked nervously at my watch. Christ, Barry would be here in an hour! I ran the bathwater and hurriedly slipped back out to car to collect the rest of my things. Elbowing my way back into the room I dumped the bags on the floor and checked the level of the bathwater to see how...
I leaned against the hallway wall and listened to them, and I "didn't" suck it up; I sobbed instead, just like a little boy. I was quiet about it, but I did sob. I could hear him donning his clothes. I headed for the dinette. A shot of brandy would be useful right then, now, this last few minutes of my marriage to Gillian Miller nee Crowley. I was actually on my second shot when I heard them coming downstairs. They were talking kinda low, but I did manage to hear them saying some stuff about...
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This story is real except for the names. It took place on September 1985. This is my first story ever and I hope you’ll like it. I dry docked my 28 footer in Perama near Athens, packed my clothes and started my journey to Amsterdam to join a nice Dutch woman I met while sailing the Greek islands. It was going to be a long and boring train – ferry – train of about three days until I reach Maud in Amsterdam. I hadn’t have sex in the last two weeks and was quite horny from...
Coucou, Hihi! Je voulais vous raconter quelques petites choses intimes de Milla la travestie soumise en formation pour devenir salope.Il y a quelques temps, Milla fait la rencontre d'un homme séduisant sur un réseau social. Plus la discussion avance, plus l'excitation envahit Milla. Et plus elle se livre à une soumission de plus en plus complète. Lui, apprécie beaucoup les propositions et encourage la soumise à dépasser encore davantage ses limites. Elle mesure 5'6 avec un poids de 150lbs, 28...
The Train RideHas anyone taken a night train following a major event in anAsian country? I have. If you think trains are crowded duringpeak hours in New York, you must experience riding trains inAsian countries. Then you may ask what is common between acrowded train in Asia and a can of sardine.The idea to see the festival was planted in our minds by George,who was our bartender at the hotel. He stated that the Kandyparade was a once in lifetime experience, two days before we wereto head back...
Gillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card, with a crisp new C-note in it, to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Hers was a large box. I immediately thought microwave oven. She bumped me,...
Wife LoversShe always hated riding the trains into the city, and avoided them every chance she got. But today was the first day on her new job across town and there was no way to avoid it. Taxis were far too expensive, and the bus would take over two hours, whereas the train was only a 45 minute commute. She also hated wearing dresses and skirts (always a bluejeans type of girl,) but the company Dress Code called for them. To make matters worse, the train was really crowded at that time of the morning...
This story was inspired by harry lime's Cindy's Subway Ride Kathy was never fond of riding the train. It was something that she had to do sometimes. Riding the train alone was often a source of dread in the tall, gawky, redhead virgin. At 5' 11", Kathy was the tallest girl in her class. At 120 lbs, she felt she was a little slender to be attractive. Her flat chest caused her no end of embarrassment in the shower after gym classes. Kathy felt that the other girls were snickering behind...
Gillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card—with a crisp new C-note in it—to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Hers was a large box—I immediately thought microwave oven. She bumped me,...
In the carriage I could not reach the handles, but I did not need them, I was so wedged there was no way to move an inch. I could faint but no one would notice till the carriage emptied. The train hurtled from station to station. It was so hot and we were so wedged in and then the train drew to a halt. It stopped, no movement, minutes passed, the guys in front and behind were talking to each other in an Eastern European language, saying things to each other, then looking at me and grinning...
She regretted last night. She just wanted him to like her. She didn’t know it would go that far. --LAST NIGHT— They were both on the bed making out. It was cold and her skin was still damp from swimming earlier. When he pulled away to catch his breath the sudden loss of warmth made her gasp. He could tell she was cold because he couldn’t take his eyes away from the clear view of her nipples through her shirt. He slowly slid her shirt off her shoulders. She was bared to him from the...
A while back I was riding the train from DC to Boston. It is usually about a 4 to 5 hour uneventful ride. I boarded the train and the train did not appear to be very full so I walked back a few cars until I could find a seat that had seats facing it so I could stretch my legs out and rest them during the ride. The train left DC and I was lucky enough to have the entire row to myself. When the train made a stop in Baltimore and few people got on and entered my car. A few of them glanced over and...
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Hello, Indian sex story readers. I got up and quietly got down the ladders and headed out. I thought I could walk around a little. I stayed in the intermediate area for a few seconds wondering where to go next as I realized I shouldn’t disturb the other passengers. So I just went into the bathroom, I didn’t close the close the door entirely and I became careless thinking nobody would be around and also if anyone was, there was nothing for them to see. I fixed my hair and fiddled around. Out of...
She lay beside me breathing softly her hair a dark fan across the alabaster silk of her pillow case one breast partially exposed and looking so inviting but I stay my hand for she will wake and the spell will be broken her tiny foot peeks out from the sheet and I long to kiss her delicate toes and the sole of her foot so soft so sweet she is I can't believe she lays beside me yet there she is...Patricia and I met in the most unlikeliest of places we were both in India on holiday I had always...
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Hi all, it's Ali here.This is another incident which happened with my widowed Aunt Sheen. As you know she was widowed with 2 c***dren, a son and daughter, when she was around 45. Aunt Sheen had caught me jacking off to porn a few months ago. If you read my previous posts you will know how she seduced me after catching me jerking off. Turns out she had been desperate for a good fuck for more than a decade and finally decided to seduce me. She trusted me and we had been very close since I was...
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It was 9:00 I got stuck at work trying to dig out of a months worth of overdue paper work. I normally don't leave the office so late but sometimes you have to do what you have to. I hopped the 9:10 train out of the city and back to home and settled in for a nice hour and a half long train ride back. It was pouring outside and I had my trench coat on. There were a couple of stragglers on train and with each stop the train emptied out more and more. I was 20 minutes into my trip when I...
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Hello folks, Chandrakant Sharma here with the continuation of my hot story. I would first like to thank you guys for the appreciation you have shown in your amazing reviews. So, you guys must have read how we had this steamy exotic rubbing session in a local train. The hot lady Mahima did reach orgasm due to my amazing fingering and came afterward. But, I was left unsatisfied. My cock was still as hard as a rod. I wanted to fuck so bad that I was almost losing my mind. So, when I saw this...
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