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In this story, I'm not too worried about realism. My time stop mechanic is basically where the narrator can freeze/paralyze anyone and anything he wants. Everyone mostly just goes limp/unconscious. Gravity still works, bodies still react slightly. How can he do this? I didn't care, I just started writing. It makes no sense, I know. But let me know if you'd like more!

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CHAPTER 5

After punishing the Bitch for what seems like hours, I'm completely worn out. In reality no time has passed at all. Everyone in the train is still exactly where they were when I froze them. my dick swinging as I walk, I pass by endless people all huddled in their seats still trying to sleep. Lots of grumpy, uncomfortable faces all trying to ignore the bitch that keeps coughing her fucking germs into the same air they breathe. "Don't worry people, she's being taken care of." I smile, enjoying having the train to myself. Any other time, I'd be having fun exploring the other hot women on this train, but my anger towards this one girl, I have to focus it all on her.

I reach the cafe, the smell always so pleasant. Ignoring a few people waiting in line, I climb behind the counter. I make myself some coffee, grab a few beers, some snacks. I dig out some cash from the Bitch's purse, tossing it all in the tip jar without counting, way more than enough. I sit down and relax for a while in the cafe, regaining my strength for what's to come, making sure to re-hydrate plenty.

I return a while later, a bit buzzed, comfy and rejuvenated. When I reach our seats, the sight upon approach is just so amazing. After being away, it's like seeing things for the first time again. A mess of blankets cover the floor in the open space near the back of the car behind our seats. In the aisle lies this pathetic crumpled heap of naked flesh. messed up dark hair, shredded clothing hanging loosely. The girl lays in an awkward position laying on one arm, her legs a bit twisted, head cocked off to the side. I see one tit staring at me, the curve of her naked hips so sensual. Broken and torn apart. My dick hardens.

I go to her bags. God she just has so much shit. I dig through her stuff, finding a few pairs of sturdy jeans. Everything she owns is expensive. Designer clothes. I test their sturdiness and then start tying a pant leg of one of them to one of her ankles. Then the other pair to her other ankle. I leave a pant leg free on each of them, hanging loosely, and then grab one and lift her by it with all my strength. I loop it around one of the horizontal rails up above the seats that keep bags from falling out. I tie it securely and she's now hanging from an ankle upside down. Still supporting most of her weight, I manage to struggle and get the other leg tied up to the rail across the aisle. I test the sturdiness and decide to reinforce with some more clothes from her bag, tied a little lower around her calves.

Breathing heavily but satisfied, I step back to admire my work. "Fuck that's amazing."

She hangs upside down, her legs are spread pretty wide, almost four feet apart. Her little blue socks still on her feet up there. I enjoy the reminder they give me of how perfect this girl was when we started.

Between her long smooth legs, her messy pussy stares at me, about chest-level with me. Short-trimmed pubes plastered down and crusted with cum and god knows what. Her pussy lips red and raw from all my punishment.

A sweaty, sticky sheen covers most of her skin.

Her cute pale green panties are nothing but a waistband around her belly and some strands of green fabric hanging down around it.

Her belly is thin but soft, not very toned, her fair skin so feminine and pure. Light gray strips of fabric barely cling on around her belly, once from her undershirt.

Her black bralette, a thin comfy sports bra thing, no wires or pads or anything, is ripped down the center to expose her small tits, the bottom elastic band and the rest of the fabric on the side and back and shoulders all intact cupping her tits perfectly. Her tits and chest slick with sweat.

Her arms hang limply, showing sexy little armpits, the skin pale, only a hint of some stubble, sweaty like the rest of her.

Her matted dark brown nest of hair falls limply around her face, a bit crusty, part of it plastered to her neck and cheek.

And her face, a complete wreck. Makeup smeared all over, eyes staring blankly out of black racoon smudges. Tears and spit and cum and sweat leaving her nothing like she was in the beginning, barely a resemblance. Disgusting.

Her mouth is closed, but I notice something coming from her lips. I step closer and see my own white cum slowly leaking, bubbling like a nasty foam, out her lips and upside down into her nose and cheeks. "Fucking hell You're so gross." I have to laugh, the ungodly sight. But I'm turned on all the same. I did this. And I'm not done yet.

I reach out and feel her up and down, admiring how gravity pulls her flesh the opposite way, her tits hanging slightly, her asscheeks a fun floppiness. Her belly so warm, I hug her tight, kissing and nuzzling her inner thighs. But her skin is sticky with sweat, and the stench. I almost gag, her nasty pussy a foot or so below my face, goddamn it's awful. Cum and spit and sweat. She can't be cuddled or kissed.

I step back and slap full force downward with my hand, splatting loudly down on her sticky pussy, some droplets of something flinging off her, her body jolting and swinging slightly. My dick hardens. I hate violence towards women, honestly, I would never do this normally, but this is no woman. She's just a bitch, garbage, she deserves it. And the wrongness makes it feel so much better.

I punch out, underhand, right in her belly, half force, just enjoying the feeling. I want to bruise, to hurt, but nothing too lasting. Her thighs are more eye-level, I aim and swing a punch full force into one, then the other. Thud, Thud. My cock swells. Slap down on red, raw pussy lips again. Lean down and smack a tit. Punch at thighs. Thud. This is incredible.

I scoot around to her backside. Her ass looks so sweet, a floral pattern of purple and white, little wad of panties stuffed painfully in her asshole. I punch again with all my strength, aiming at thick asscheek. It absorbs the blow better, the feeling so wrong but pleasant on my fist. The squishiness, such delicate, smooth flesh shouldn't be treated like this. Thud again. And again. I get a little workout in on my sexy punching bag for a few full minutes.

Still behind her, I reach down and grab one of her arms and pull it up, the rest of her still hanging upside down limply. I press my cock on her armpit and pull the arm up tight. This is just about the perfect height for this. I pump slowly in and out, my precum and her sweat plenty to lubricate my motion. The slightest scratchiness from her stubble is almost painful, but I slide in and out anyway. I notice this was the armpit I bit into earlier, breaking the skin, leaving teeth marks and a bit of blood. I get even harder.

I slap her ass with a free hand, then increase my pace fucking her armpit, holding her tight and thrusting in the slick crease of her arm. A soft sticky sound as my dick pokes out the front side. I look around and watch it poking out again and again. shifting her sideboob out of the way each time.

I'm rock solid but want to change things up. I move around to the front of her again and crouch down a bit to be level with her mouth. I grab her head with both hands and lift her up to my cock, her messy hair still so soft and sexy. I have to hold her jaw open the whole time, against gravity, thrusting straight into her open face hole. Her mouth slick with old cum and spit, lubricating perfectly, the depravity of it all turning me on even more.

Slightly crouched with my feet far apart, I'm in a great stance for plowing her with all my power. I hold her jaw open with both thumbs, hands on either side of her head, and I thrust deeply, bottoming out, pushing past the tight throat opening, straight down into esophagus. I grunt and sigh, the feeling so amazing. Warm and wet.

A gurgling sound emits from deep within her for a few seconds, air being forced around with spit and cum in there. The smell coming from her cunt close to my face is so disgusting, but I'm too turned on to care. I thrust as hard and as fast as I can, putting my whole body into this power stance. Cum and drool pours out of her face around my cock as I churn everything up, leaking into her nose, on her face, into her hair.

I look at her gaping cunt spread out in front of me, stinking. Red and raw from abuse, the skin tight and worn. I get an idea and suddenly pull away from her, cock plopping free of throat. I go to her bags. It doesn't take me long, I knew she'd have a bunch of good smelling products. I find some lotion, something fancy, expensive, that smells like fruit and flowers. Wow, this shit actually smells amazing. I go back to her and start lathering her up a bit around her pussy. I notice how red my punches have made her, and I give her another slap for good measure.

The lotion masks her awful stench, which was starting to make it hard to be so close to her. I can still smell the lewd scent of sex and pussy and sweat, but at least it's heavily mixed with this girly delicious stuff. Most importantly, her pussy isn't so raw anymore, but nice and moist and slippery.

I grab around the back, clamping onto an asscheek hard for leverage, then I reach my other hand up to her pussy, put all my fingers together into a point, and jam down hard into her opening. I only go a couple knuckles and it stops. She's so tight. I force my hand down deeper, a slight squelching sound from her pussy as everything strains. Deeper and the pressure is intense, kind of hurting my hand, my fingers all clamped so tightly together. I pull out, squirt out another handful of lotion. and then I thrust back into her with all my strength, gripping her in a firm hug around the waist with my free arm for maximum leverage. Lotion and cum and other juices ooze out the edges around my knuckles. Finally I feel a silent pop as my entire hand is finally inside her vagina.

My cock is so hard, having never gotten a chance to do this to a girl before. This bitch has no choice. I move around inside her, the pressure making it so difficult, barely able to wiggle my fingers. I slide up and down slightly, feeling the wet flesh on all sides of my hand. Slime from all the cum and juices is thick all around in there. I start to curl my fingers. Slowly. Struggling. I finally make a fist, and it feels like she's going to burst. "Oh fuck that's insane". I notice it making her pubic area and lower belly move a bit, expanding into the shape of my intruding fist. I uncurl my fingers then curl them again, making a fist, then letting go. Her insides getting wrecked, a mix of frothy liquids, like cream, squeezing out onto her lips and pubes around my wrist.

I push as deep as I can and feel it. Her cervix, just barely. I rub my fingertips on it, squishing into it, feeling around, knowing I'm way too deep into this girl. I pull my hand up and out of her, almost just as much a struggle as going in, like she doesn't want to let go. My hand is coated in a disgusting mix of cream and slime. Some blood even. Not too bad but damn I should not be doing this. I gear up again and thrust my fist back into her hard. She queefs deeply, her cunt lips visibly flapping from the air being farted out of her rapidly.

My cock is raging as I slide my hand up and down, out halfway then in full force again, trying to punch down at that cervix in there. God I need to fuck her again.

I pull out and hastily untie her, pulling her down carefully. I gather her bags, stacking them up on top of one another to make a bit of a platform. She's got so many to work with, the spoiled bitch. I put her big rectangular travel suitcase on top, open with a bunch of her expensive stuff inside. I take more of her clothes from other bags and stuff them all on top of this open suitcase, making a big mound, above knee height. I lift her mess of a body on top of it all, laying her face up, her torso and ass sinking a bit onto the clothes on her open suitcase. Her arms, legs, and head all spilling down over the sides, hanging grotesquely, her back a bit arched up in the center. That slick pussy gaping at me, oozing liquids, remaining a bit open after the fisting.

I dive in, my cock starved for too long. crouch down slightly, aim my dick and practically fall into her in my haste. I enter her gaping cunt with no resistance, damn I must've really stretched her. I laugh and thrust in with no mercy. Her looseness just means I have to pump harder to feel the same stimulation. I oblige happily, grabbing hold of her hips to steady her. plowing away. the whole mound of bags shaking violently with each thrust.

Her legs just limply lay there, kind of in the way of my legs, so I feel around real quick for some straps from the bags under her. I quickly take a few seconds to rig something up to tie her legs. I succeed, both her legs up tight as far as they'll go, tied around the knees, looking like she's on some weird operating table, or about to give birth. I pump into her hard, grabbing her tits as handles to hold her and all the shaking bags under her steady.

The position is so erotic. her torso arches up, her head falling completely off the back of the bag, I only see the bottom of her chin. Her arms fall off the sides in the same way, sexy armpits completely exposed, slick with sweat. Her legs strapped up tight, spread wide, bent at the knees, feet flopping around from my pumping. Those cute little blue socks. So clean and pure, they look brand new. I pull one of her feet to my face as I thrust into her. I inhale deeply. The fabric so soft and fuzzy on my nose, her scent actually not that bad. Sweat, but only a hint of a nasty foot smell. My cock swells within her as I move in and out, covering my face with her foot.

I slow my thrusting a bit. I drank a lot earlier. I realize I've had to pee for a while and have been holding it in this whole time. "Mind if I take a piss real quick?" I don't wait for a response. Still sliding slowly in and out of her, I just let go. Euphoria rushes over me like an orgasm as I relax my body and start releasing straight into her. Warmth floods all around my cock, "Goddamn that feels so amazing." I get chills, exhaling deeply as I flood her from within. Nothing seems to happen at first, completely inside her, there's no sound or signs of me pissing. Until she's full to the brim, completely basted, inflated with my piss. Then it starts to escape, pouring out from her pussy, around the base of my cock, trickling down onto her clothes and bag below. The smell is strong. I thrust a bit faster, making it splash, little droplets flinging around. Splurt Splurt Splurt, gross sounds fill the silent train around us.

I pull out and keep pissing. As I pull out, her pussy makes a gushing, splurting sound as piss slightly explodes out. pouring down her taint and ass. running down to her asshole, still stuffed with wadded up panties. soaking all her clothes under her.

It's hard to keep an erection and pee at the same time, my piss sputtering and shooting in odd directions. I aim my stream at her pussy, her dark pubes getting soaked. Splash onto her thighs, up to her belly, filling her belly button. Then her tits, the fabric of her black torn bra soaking and turning darker. The sound is so erotic, a soft pattering and splashing, droplets flinging and bouncing off her skin in every direction, her body becoming slick and wet. I aim for neck and armpits, drenching her in every spot I can see.

The relief is so amazing, and seeing her drenched body, smelling my piss in such a lewd way, it all keeps me rock solid, ready for more. I force myself to stop pissing, needing to fuck her more. I crouch down again and slam into her once more. Her pussy is so soaked now, and still slightly gaped from her fisting earlier, that I bottom out with little resistance. Splosh Splosh Splosh, the most disgusting wet sounds, my cock entering sloppy cunt, my thighs slapping against wet ass, a pool of piss sloshing around in her soaked suitcase full of designer clothing beneath her. The smell is outrageous, and I can't get enough.

I grab a foot again, rip off the sock, toss it casually on the piss-soaked clothes under her. Her bare foot is so cute, very well groomed, pedicured, platinum white painted toenails. I plant my whole face on it, inhaling, tongue out, licking her salty sweaty foot. The scent is gross, but way better than it should be, she takes such great care of herself. I slap my thighs against her harder, my dick couldn't be harder, on the verge of erupting. I hug one of her thighs tightly, thrusting with such powerful leverage, a bit crouched, pulling her toward me by her leg. I lick and suck at toes, between them, the taste so sour and salty, the smell of piss overpowering the smell of sweaty foot. Sploshsploshsploshsploshsploshsplosh into her as rapidly as possible, my dick throbbing, slamming against that cervix at the back, over and over.

I don't hold back, letting go of her leg and grabbing her nasty, piss soaked hips with both hands, I plow into her, pummeling her as hard as I can down into the clothes under her. She sinks down into the bag a bit under my intense force. I grunt and exhale loudly, stopping my movement after one last violent thrust into her.

I stay balls deep, spurting my jizz deep within her, splashing cum right up against her womb. I feel pulse after pulse of warm sperm swirling around my cock inside her.

I stand there, breathing heavily, still buried inside. Letting go with my hands, I lean back, keeping my hard dick all the way in. I relax and exhale deeply, my heart rate coming down slowly.

I stand like this a few full minutes, until finally I start to piss again, within her, right up against her cervix. "Fuck that's so good". That insane feeling of relief again, just as good as cumming. The warmth. The wrongness.

She's about halfway full, and I lift my fist up high, coming down hard, thudding with a half-strength punch right into her lower belly. Her pussy explodes and shoots my piss all over my legs and pubes. "Hey what the fuck, stupid bitch, don't piss on me". I slap her thighs and asscheeks hard a few times to punish her. God this is fun. I finish pissing inside her, leaking it all out onto her bags.

Exhausted, I leave her on her bags like this while I go clean myself up and take a break...

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by Naughtyboy2053 © Rohan watched the train coast into the station. Glancing down at his watch, he saw that it was already four o'clock. He had been waiting for the train almost an hour. The smell of diesel and hot metal washed over him as the train finally came to a stop. Looking down the line of dirty silver cars, he saw a lady hanging out of a window frantically waving to someone. She was one good looking woman, he thought before he realized that it was his mother. He grinned foolishly,...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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PATRICIA GETS A RIDE ON THE L TRAIN

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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Train Ride3

I shouldn't have had that last drink. I couldn't recall why I'd gone out in the first place. Sure, it had been Toni's birthday but it wasn't as though she would have cared if I'd been there or not. Of course she probably wanted to con a few drinks out of me. I was just a spare wallet to her. I shoved 10¥ into the ticket machine and snatched up the card, running through the security check, smacking the cars againdt the gate and heading down the stairs to the metro. "Please make it on...

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Train Ride4

It was about 8 pm and I proceed to read my book and the lady was reading a magazine. Soon she got up and converted her seat to bed and spread her bedding while I was watching her. As soon as she was finished making her bed, she turned around and removed her shirt over her head and removed her skirt too. There she was standing in front of me in just her bra and very small and thin panties through which I could see a small turf of hair over her pussy. Then off came her bra and two magnificent...

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Meetas Train Ride

I am Meeta and I am 24 years old. I got married about a year back and my husband Ashok works for a company that has a lot of work with the central government so he is posted in Delhi currently. I am a very beautiful and sexy woman who was very sexually active during the school and college days. I was the college bicycle, anyone and everyone who wanted could and did ride me. I stand at 5 feet 5 with a figure of 36D 26 38 which when clad in a saree looks very enticing. My husband Ashok`s job...

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Reluctant Train Ride

“Oh my God I hate trains” whispered Becky as even more people packed in tighter at the last station before her stop. It didn’t help that over the weekend after a party in which they had all had a great time she had tried to seduce her husband. He didn’t even try to make an excuse this time, just said he didn’t want to and she had debased herself grovelling to try and get him to do it with her. It had been months now since they had been intimate. She particularly hated Monday mornings as she...

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Muslim Widow Aunts Wild Train Ride

I'm back with another incident between my widowed aunt Sheen and I. Those of you who have read my earlier posts are well-aware of my background. However, here's a short recap for the new readers. I belong to a strict Muslim family and live in one of the larger cities in central India. My family is highly conservative yet we are quite rich. In the sense, that my father and his 7 brothers are able to live comfortably with their families in a huge, walled compound. It has three 3-storied...

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Train Ride Home

David had worked as a financial advisor and at 41 years old he was well and truly sold to his career and handling some of his company’s biggest projects. This meant he was usually at the office late most evenings. It didn’t matter much to David, after all it had advanced him well in his career and there was a good promotion on its way. Besides, life on the outside of work wasn’t doing him any favors either. Mostly through the week he would grab a quick bite to eat and a take-away bottle of...

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Muslim Widow Aunts Memorable Train Ride

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...

4 years ago
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The Train Ride

Rattling and rolling, billowing steam and smoke, the train shuddered, wheels screeching, and I braced myself in a corner of the carriage as it came to a noisy, jolting halt. I tugged the hem of my pleated skirt below my knees and looked anxiously at the door. This was the only stop before my destination, a little over two hours away, and I prayed that I’d have the carriage to myself.In these austere times — early-fifties England — a lot of old rolling stock was in use. The carriages were basic:...

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Train ride

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 looked up...

3 years ago
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Train ride

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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Train Ride to Remember

The train ride to remember By rough riding tender cowboy I had looked forward to this trip for a long time. Hubby couldn’t or wouldn’t leave the farm for long and I wanted to visit my sister on the coast. I decided that the train trip out there was just what the doctor ordered. I packed books and comfy clothes and planned on watching the scenery day dreaming, reading and sleeping for the 5 day trip. I boarded the train and unloaded my suitcase in the sleeper compartment, took a walk around...

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Denniss Train Ride

When I sat down in my usual seat on the train, I was surprised not to see Mr. Sprig sitting opposite me reading his morning paper, which he had done for the last two years. The commuter train took me from my suburban life into the city where I worked in a bank. I had been using the same train that left the station at eight in the morning and arrived promptly at nine, which gave me half an hour to walk to where I worked. Mr. Sprig, I had learned, was an accountant one year shy of retirement. We...

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Emilys Train Ride

Emily ran frantically to catch the 19:35 Waterloo train to return home to Winchester. She'd been on a course all week and was glad it was finally Friday so she didn't have to commute any more. She'd hung around late on purpose, idly browsing the eclectic stalls around Camden market and had picked up some early Christmas gifts whilst the opportunity was there. At least leaving it late she would miss the crammed underground with leering old men 'accidentally' rubbing their crotches against her...

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The Train Ride Ill Never Forget

It was a nice sunny Saturday afternoon . And yet I couldn’t shake a sad feeling I had. Like a twinge of loneliness was setting in. I had come off a bad breakup and now she was trying to rub her new boyfriend in my face. And while I hadn’t talked to her for a long while, I still kinda missed the warm and fuzzy feeling she gave me. Maybe it was blind love, I don’t know. But anyway. I was on my way home to see my parents. Finally I got a decent amount of leave since going home on Christmas. I was...

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The Train Ride Ill Never Forget

It was a nice sunny Saturday afternoon . And yet I couldn't shake a sad feeling I had. Like a twinge of loneliness was setting in. I had come off a bad breakup and now she was trying to rub her new boyfriend in my face. And while I hadn't talked to her for a long while, I still kinda missed the warm and fuzzy feeling she gave me. Maybe it was blind love, I don't know. But anyway. I was on my way home to see my parents. Finally I got a decent amount of leave since going home on Christmas. I was...

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Train Ride

Train Ride Charlie woke up with a start and looked at his watch. Fuck. Fifteen minutes to get the train. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Jumping out of bed too quickly he bends double as the searing pain runs through his brain. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Hangover. Never again. He throws on the clothes that he’d had the foresight to leave ready before he went out last night and grabs the bag that was all ready and packed too. Ten minutes. He slams the door shut behind him and runs down the stairs as fast as he can....

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Train Ride

Train Ride Charlie woke up with a start and looked at his watch. Fuck. Fifteen minutes to get the train. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Jumping out of bed too quickly he bends double as the searing pain runs through his brain. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Hangover. Never again. He throws on the clothes that he’d had the foresight to leave ready before he went out last night and grabs the bag that was all ready and packed too. Ten minutes. He slams the door shut behind him and runs down the stairs as fast as he can....

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The train ride

It was going to be a long train ride on my own, so I went well equipped with my laptop and a very good book. The weather was bright so I thought I could just wear a summer dress and hope for the best. I arrived at the station in plenty of time as I knew that the train would be quite full as it had a big stop before it got to my station. It duly arrived right on time and I tumbled in the carriage with the help of a nice young man who was the train guard after a fashion of tripping and stumbling...

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The train ride

For Audrey, I hope you enjoy it The Train rideKate had a full day of travelling. Her car out of action meant that she had to visit clients by rail, and this meant an early start to visit some of her clients on the fringe of the city suburbs, a good hour and a half train journey.Kate was a representative for an educational program company and most of her clients were school teachers. She had just completed most of her visits and was waiting on the platform for the next train that would take her...

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Woman rides162Man Anal Train at the Nudist Colony

My wife had passed away a few months ago. I had been in a rut ever since then and was feeling even more depressed this dreary, rainy morning when the phone rang. It was Miss Tully. Miss Tully had run a nudist colony for decades that was really a front for adult swingers like my wife and I to enjoy a week or two of carnal pleasure with members of the opposite sex of all ages. Although my wife and I were well into our middle ages, last year my wife and I ended our trip in a three-way with the...

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Thangaiku Theriyaamal Amma Magalai Oothen

Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...

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The Train Ride

The place Australia, the year 1955, and me an eighteen-year old English girl, just completed two years of training as a c***d care assistant. As I've got relatives in Australia who found me a placement, I was able to get a work Visa for a two year stay. The plan was to work for this family as a nanny, looking after their two c***dren for the next two years, and then if I felt I liked the country, apply for permanent residence. The family lived way out in the deserted North West outback, and...

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Stella Maris Hot Holidays 1 Train Trainings

Stella Maris outsmarts her folks, who still provide the rent for her student room, while she has actually already moved in with her first serious steady boyfriend. Who takes his time to teach her all he knows from earlier erotic experiences. Stella Maris actually cancels her up-town apartment near the old (from 1928) Olympic Stadium in Amsterdam-South, several months earlier. As she spends most nights anyway in their big bed. Right under the ceiling of her lover's small place in a student...

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New soldiers ride the Pat Train

New soldiers ride the Pat TrainMy wife had always had a fantasy of being gangbanged and loved to role play being ****d… not the violent anger filled **** but one where she was taken and had no control over what, who or when she was forced to do. This story is about my helping her fill both fantasies.Her name was Pat, she was 35, brown hair and eyes, about 5’ 6” and about 130 lbs. There was nothing she loved more than fucking… when she saw a hard cock she thought it was destined for her cunt and...

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The Train Ride

I was getting on a train and it’s so crowded. I see a spot behind a lovely mature woman wearing a red top with a scoop neckline, and a dark skirt. I get close behind her and we smile at each other, and you feel my hand on your ass. You are shocked, but you cannot say a word, but look at me, puzzlement, desire, all show in your eyesMy hand presses into your ass, out of view of the crowd. You lick your lips as my fingers got lower, between your legs and rub your pussy through your clothing. Your...

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Train Rides and Golf Clubs

Just a little bit North of Brighton is a town called Hassocks. If you're on the fast train between London and Brighton you might miss it as the station could well be a blur when you go through. But, since it only takes about ten minutes to get there from Brighton, it is as easy for me to take a temp job there as over in Kemptown (which is a fifteen minute walk). And with a bit of luck, I can sit on the train. I had got a job to cover for the administrative assistant at a golf club in Hassocks....

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The Train Ride

Version One - Mother's Way Billy watched the train coast into the station. Glancing down at his watch, he saw that it was already four o'clock. He had been waiting for the train almost an hour. The smell of diesel and hot metal washed over him as the train finally came to a stop. Looking down the line of dirty silver cars, he saw a lady hanging out of a window frantically waving at someone. She was one more good looking woman, he thought before he realized that it was his mother. He...

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A train ride to remember

I was finally out of high school and looking forward to moving out of the house and into my college dorm this fall. My parents were nice enough to give me a European trip over two weeks in the summer. I was going with another high school girlfriend Megan, and we were already one week into our trip.We were at the train station getting tickets to go from Florence to Venice. A all day train ride. We were able to get the crowded Express, which meant we would get there sooner, but there was going to...

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Oral train ride

The most rememberable event of my teenage years, was a three day train ride aboard the Amtrack from my parent’s house in Washington State, to my grandparent’s house down in Florida. I was just 18years old and although i had riden the train many times, this one was the longest and most fun. This also was only the second time i rode the train alone, and i was a bit scared as well as excited. As soon as we were underway and everything was in order, i headed for the lounge car. That was...

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Train ride part 1

Amanda had never been skiing before, but was persuaded by her friend Jackie to accompany her and a few others, including a handsome single man, to Austria for a weekend of frolicking in the snow. Ever since Amanda's divorce last year, she found it difficult to get back into the social scene, and Jackie was convinced she'd found the perfect guy for Amanda, an attorney named Scott. The thought of a blind date made Amanda cringe, but now it looked like she wasn't getting out of it. She figured...

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TRAIN RIDE

Introduction: A lesbian story about two young women who met each other in a train from los angeles to chicago Two young women were riding on a train from Los Angeles to Chicago. One had olive skin so perfect, jet black hair and a beautiful figure. Sarah was a gorgeous girl. She was dreading this long train ride and just knew it was going to be boring. One evening as she lay in her sleeper listening to the rails clack as they moved along she slowly ran her hands over her small perfect breasts....

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