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The Commute

Erotica as always.From this seat, I had watched the scene develop every day for a couple of weeks now, and I couldn’t wait for today’s installment. Rush hour was upon us and I had managed to grab my usual spot, facing back towards the central doors and I was sat against the wall of the train to get a clear view through the protective plexi- glass.She stood in the doorway across from me. Strap hanging with her left hand whilst leaning slightly back against the door, nonchalantly glancing around...

The Commuter Day 1

Like clock work, you entered the last door of the last car every day to catch the 5:30 PM train out of the city to the 'burbs'. Just like every other day, you panned the room and glanced casually in my direction and made your way to stand by the door next to the seat I always occupied. You seemed oblivious to everything around you, including me. Your expressions seldom changed, even when your glance towards me lingered beyond the normal half second. I often wondered what went through the mind...

Good Morning Commuter Rail

I wake up on time, and quickly get ready. I run like hell to catch my first bus and begin my dead boring commute to school. A half hour later, I'm on the commuter rail. I have at least an hour ride ahead of me, and I'm not content to simply stare into space, so I dig my personal notebook out of my bag and begin writing down the first things that come to mind. They are, no surprise, sexual. Images of various sexual positions with one or more partners come to mind. "One-way?" I jerk my head...

Not your average commute

The train's busier than usual... The familiar crowd on the platform push and shove their way into the carriage... But I'm not in the mood, can't be bothered to fight for a seat...I lean back against the wall of the vestibule...today I'm just going to stand, play on my phone.A couple more stops and more people get on, edging their way down into the carriage... I move back against the wall, to let them past. You stop in-front of me, holding the handrail, bumping backwards into me as the train...

Married Chinese Woman From My Commuter Train

Another TRUE story from my on going adventures:I noticed Rose and her husband on my train on several occasions,we would get on the same train car in the morning. She was late 40’s attractively slim with no outstanding physical features such as big tits or extra nice ass etc but in general a nice figure and she dressed fashionably well . I began to stalk her on the train with the precision of a sexual predator hungry for prey. I would make sure I would stand next to her on the train while her...

Married Chinese Woman From My Commuter Train

Another TRUE story from my on going adventures:I noticed Rose and her husband on my train on several occasions,we would get on the same train car in the morning. She was late 40's attractively slim with no outstanding physical features such as big tits or extra nice ass etc but in general a nice figure and she dressed fashionably well . I began to stalk her on the train with the precision of a sexual predator hungry for prey. I would make sure I would stand next to her on the train while her...

Friday night commute

I was in a foulmood. My week had been full of deadlines and meetings and my asshole boss had dumped a huge workload on me. To top it off, the air conditioning in the office was broken, so I'd spent long days sweating in the office, longing to feel cool air on my skin. It was Friday evening and, having decided that I no longer cared what my boss thought of me, I'd left the office on time, at 6pm. The commute home was doing nothing to improve my mood. Living out of down might make sense...

The commute

We are creatures of habit. Take my daily commute into work. For over 2 years i have completed the rat race into London on a busy train. I stick to the same carrage every morning. i decided on this carrage not because it is easy when getting off but solely due to the fact that the gorgeous ladies are in a higher number in this carrage. There is one woman who i have been undressing with my eyes for 2 yrs now! Commuter etiquette is tosmile and nod to say hi. On the occasions where the train is...

Good Morning Commuter Rail

I wake up on time, and quickly get ready. I run like hell to catch my first bus and begin my dead boring commute to school. A half hour later, I’m on the commuter rail. I have at least an hour ride ahead of me, and I’m not content to simply stare into space, so I dig my personal notebook out of my bag and begin writing down the first things that come to mind. They are, no surprise, sexual. Images of various sexual positions with one or more partners come to mind. ‘One-way?’ I jerk my head...

Commuting with my juicy ass

So I put out an ad offering my free naked ass for anyone who has a long boring commute to work and was interested in bringing me along. The ad described that while their carpool buddy drives the car, I'll be in the back giving away my tight hole to them. I got an immediate response from a guy who was tired his boring commute listening to carpool coworker and would rather sit in the back and violate my juicy ass. I let him know that he was in luck because my beautiful ass needed to be filled...

The Commuter Train

Chapter I?The Commuter Train (Note: If you would like to read and view this story as fully illustratedby a very talented artist friend of mine, please go to the following link: http://www.samarelart.com/Adultstories/dottieWom/dottie_archive.htm Thisis a 'free' and 'safe' link. You are invited to 'look' around. As usual, feedback is always deeply apppreciated). (Dedicated to my most wonderful sweetheart Deni, my honey, my darling,my mentor, my inspiration! And to Penny, my 'precious' Penny,...

Cold and wet Monday morning commute

For any of you living in this area you will know that this morning has brought cold wind and horrible rain, enough to make you freeze if your not wrapped up warm enough. Well I went to get on the first bus this morning and waiting at the stop wwas this slim girl dressed in nothing but a tight long sleeved top that showed her small teenage clevage and very short tight fitting skirt. We didn't say anything as we both got on the bus and made our way to the back bench seat. She sat on one side...

Commuting

When I was twelve years old my father took a job that required we moved away from the town in which I had lived all my life. We ended up in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of winter. Even worse, I had to commute to school, a trip that lasted almost forty minutes. But it could have been worse I guess. I was an eager reader and spent the trip reading, most of the time some book or other, but sometimes I 'repetition read' that days homework. There were no other kids on this particular bus...

The regular bus commuters

Living several miles away from my school I rode the bus almost every day surrounded by commuters off to work and my fellow sch**l pupils.When I board it there were always plenty of seats and I would go up to the top deck, as the journey passed more and more pupils and workers hopped on. By the time I got off the bus was heaving with people, jostling about, knocking bags with others and generally trying to make room.The top deck saw the real regulars, a mixed bunch of ages and people off to work...

The Commuter Days 17 18

That was a close call I said to myself. That could have turned out so much worse I laughed. My emotions seemed trapped between revenge and relief. I rubbed the red marks on my wrists as I thought about my next move. The train jerking to a stop reminded me this was my stop. As I stood to exit the train, the slow moving parade of chattering Sisters moved ahead of me through the door. The beautiful young Sister that had helped me, lagged behind her group a few steps. She stepped directly in front...

Long Commute

The car radio cut out and I tore my eyes from the brake lights in front of me to glance at the in-dash screen as the Bluetooth displayed the incoming call. Maryann's name appeared on the screen. I thumbed the talk button on the steering wheel. "Hey, baby," I called laconically. "Hi, honey," she called from the car speakers. "I figured you'd be home by now. Are you far?" "No, I stopped at my girlfriends house and got some on the way home." It was an old joke between us. "She called, begging,...

Daily Commute

This is my first story and not much of a writer but had an interesting incident this morning so I thought I'd share with you all.I commute daily from home to work by train like most people living in Japan.As you all may know, the trains are crammed during rush hour and your touching someone's back or shoulder.It's like being in a can of sardines.Anyway, so I get on the train this morning and like always it is crammed.It is filled with sweaty men and I have been living in Japan for about 6 years...

Commuter texting and masturbation

I was feeling sleepy, then again, packed commuter trains will do that, all the Oxygen being used up, still, the warmth and the cozy atmosphere will do that, especially as the cold Winters morning outside adds to the sense of warmth inside.The train clatters across a rail junction causing people to come into contact with each other, strangers to each other, but for this morning, all crushed together, the young and the old, the beautiful and the ugly, my eyes settle on a girl, standing and still...

The Absent Minded Commuter

The Absent-Minded TravellerI am a terribly forgetful person - let me give you an example. Yesterday I went to visit a friend - a beautiful friend, slim, yet with curves in all the right places - and we flirt, though nothing has happened between us … yet. I wanted her to notice how good I looked, so I made a special effort before I set off for her place. I put on a rather short, floral dress, and high heeled, strappy sandals. Then I sat in front of the mirror and watched myself as I pumped my...

The Commuter Blues

It was a Friday night in Melbourne; 5:10 pm and the masses were leaving the city ready for a pleasant summer weekend away from the office and the inexorable pressures of the downsized overworked cauldron that occupied their lives from Monday till Friday. But, first there was the last indignity to be confronted - the Friday peak catastrophe officially known as The Metropolitan Transit System. So, dear reader, cast your inner eye to Parliament Station and a platform seven deep in commuters...

The Commuters

On the tip of my tongue were the words “fuck off, pervert”, not particularly lady-like but it usually has the required effect. However from the corner of my eye the frotteur looked slightly interesting if somewhat different. As usual the underground train was squashed with the ‘sardines’ that made up the commuters of the early morning rush hour. Packed so tightly that one could hardly breathe, and if one did it was air that carried so much halitosis and stale sweat that it was almost possible...

Commuters

With our pants down our ankles, we shuffle to my bedroom. 'You will stay a little while?' I look at him questioningly, 'This seems like just the beginning.' Stephon does not answer, but the confirmation comes quickly. He loosens his shoelaces, takes off his pants and dives on my bed. I do not need more. I quickly follow his example and fall into his arms. Stephon is a great kisser. Deep and wet. In the meantime, I feel his hand go looking for my ass. 'Only real tops do that,' I think satisfied....

The Commuters

On the tip of my tongue were the words “fuck off, pervert”; not particularly lady-like but it usually has the required effect. However from the corner of my eye the frotteur looked slightly interesting if somewhat different.As usual the underground train was squashed with the 'sardines' that made up the commuters of the early morning rush hour. Packed so tightly that one could hardly breathe, and if one did it was air that carried so much halitosis and stale sweat that it was almost possible to...

Commuter Lot Blow Job

Ha Ha...My friend Fred...mmmm how I love to suck his dick. Wednesday afternoon, I'm horny as all hell...I start sexting Fred and telling him how bad I really want to suck his dick, he says he has a little of extra time today around 5:30pm. He texts back and says for me to meet him in the commuter lot in a middle location for the two of us. I'm getting ready to leave work, when my boss pulls in the driveway. She asks where I'm off to in such a rush. I smile at her and tell her I need to go...

commuter train

Our car was at the garage for repair and they didn't have a spare 'loaner', so my wife, Brenda, (who is a beautiful, petite 20 year old) and I had to travel into town on the commuter train. We where grumbling about the train being quite full and having to stand. We didn't know how well off we where, at the next station dozens more people got on and we where packed in like sardines.In the crush, Brenda and I where separated, I could see the top of her head over the crowd. There where mostly...

The commuter train

Lucky me as I was able to get out of work early and catch the early afternoon train home. Not nearly as crowded as normal. I enjoy a row of seats to myself. As the train departs, I look up from my book to see a very cute red head has sat down in the row across from me. I check here out from head to toe as she types into her cell phone. She has beautiful strawberry blonde hair, milky white skin, and great profile. Her breasts are large and I notice them slightly shake with the train's movements....

Strangers on the Tokyo Commuter

I am a 24-year old female, a world-class athlete. I'm a big woman, almost six feet tall, long-legged and well proportioned. My breasts are not large for my overall body size, but they're well formed and I'm by no means flat-chested. Men friends tell me I've got an "ass to die for." Nobody's actually died yet, but the men do seem to sigh a lot. I'm not revealing my sport or my nation of origin, because I wish to protect my identity. But I'm a Westerner, and I want to share an...

I miss commuting

The one thing I miss about commuting (I walk to work now) is the sexual tension in the carriage. I was once travelling home late from work and it was late enough that by the time I got my connection, there was just me and a girl in our set of seats. She asked me to look at something that she was reading so I went over and sat next to her.As I went to point to a word in her paperwork, she grabbed my hand and clamped it under her skirt right on her pussy - she was wet through and I could tell...

Commuting Hell

Kips company went into Liquidation and he was offered a job in the north east. Family and mortgage meant he needed to take time out due to his families ties to their home town. After months commuting and being ofered an 18 month contract and fed up with 4 nights in a Bed and Breakfast and the Friday trip home and early morning trip Mondays. On an odd free day off he went to support a work friend at a property Auction. Anne and her husband were small time property developers and were hoping to...

Sweet Dreams Alicia

Alicia was in a very mischievous mood as she waited for the train to pull into the subway station. Monday mornings usually guaranteed that commuters are gloomier, sleepier, and less enthusiastic than any other day of the work week. Alicia, however, felt the opposite. Each passenger had the potential to provide her a sexual thrill. She enjoyed flashing bits of her body to the unsuspecting and lethargic riders of the underground rail system. Their reaction to catching a glimpse of her inner...

Taking Anna s Virginity

Winter mornings here in Houston had been excellent running weather: light breeze, mid to low 50's, low humidity. Other than feeling exceptionally horny that morning, that particular morning in mid January was no different. At least the early part of the morning wasn't. It was uneventful, I had finished my run and gone into my home gym to work on some weights and stretching. It felt good to loosen up the old body. After a pretty intense workout, I stood in front of the mirror. A lingering look...

Essex Girl

by Vanessa Evans Part 01 Okay, so I’m an Essex girl. I may be blonde and reasonable looking but I like to think that I’m not your stereo-type Essex girl. I’m slim, and have small breasts and I have a degree in Forensic Accounting. My name is Millie and after I left university I was lucky enough to get a good job with a big bank. It was in my home town, Loughton, as well; but after living in a hall of residence, then a shared house, I decided that I wasn’t going to move back in with my...

Love at First Sight

Harry Cracker was in most circumstances a peaceful man. He had survived odd situations like years in combat action and "inner city" security assignments and had never really become dissatisfied with his environment. Lately, however, he had become seriously frustrated with the commute from his single person residence into the bustling high rises that signaled economic success for the fortunate job-holders fighting the trend of job-killing cut-backs. He had been forced into the commute scenario...

Oh Mary

Oh, Mary!The title of this story says it all really and I guess it started about 6 months after we had married. I hadn't known Mary for all that long but we are both in our early 30s and I guess we just clicked and a couple of months after we met we got engaged.Mary isn't what you would call a stunner but she just oozes sex appeal. Some people just have that I guess and certainly her large breasts probably helped. There are pictures of Mary on the authors profile and you will see she is a...

Man in Blue

The young woman with jet black hair and dressed in a tie-dyed t-shirt smiled as Rachel walked into the shop. ‘Back again so soon?’ she asked, as Rachel bypassed the tacky bachelorette party supplies and headed straight for the vibrators. ‘Yeah,’ Rachel murmured, feeling a blush of embarrassment rise on her cheeks. She let her heavy dark brown hair parted down the middle fall over her shoulders, partially hiding her face. She always feared that someone she knew from work would come strolling...

An Affair to Remember Part One

I had just left college and got my first job working for a bank in the city of London. It was my sixth month into my new life and I was already fed up with the commute into town. I was living in Maidenhead at the time sharing a flat with two mates from college, none of us could afford a place of our own. The trains were packed tighter than a tin of sardines, they were hot and to be honest a little smelly. The sent of heavy perfumes and aftershaves mixed with sweat is not pleasant. I'd been a...

Lee Doesn t Live Here Anymore Part 1

Lee Doesn't Live Here Anymore - Part 1 (Rewrite) This is a rewrite of the original storyline, correcting the spelling and grammar errors and clarifying the storyline. Hopefully, the storyline will be easier to read and follow. Thanks for your comments and reviews. It is greatly appreciated. ************************************************************************ Lee Anderson is an award-winning college football player. Lee was every girl's dream, strong, handsome, extremely...

Control Sam Control Ch 01

It had started with a coffee cup 8 years ago. A casual thought that he hated the pattern had caused it to shatter and, through his shock, he realised he had somehow caused it. It took a lot of practice to make his ability focused, to move from spontaneous manifestation to well-honed tool, but over the summers Sam had mastered it. At school it had been all juvenile pranks. The exploding pen on a friend, the slight move of an enemy’s foot to make them fall down the step. Always self-serving,...

Kat and Cyrano Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Getting to Know All About Us This is the true story of the best sex I ever had, more than four years ago, the hottest and sweetest love I ever had in my life….how we got to the most magical and wonderfully sexual day of my life – Nov. 10, 2008 –but it’s also the story of how almost a year after that, and after cementing our relationship in so many ways but most especially sexually, I totally messed it all up between us and we can never, will NEVER be in each other’s lives again. ...

Mind the Gap

It's late. The train is almost empty; the commuters long since tucked up on their expansive sofas with in their kaleidoscopic onesies holding oversized glasses of red wine and watching uninspiring programmes on their immense televisions. It's predictable, and they think their lives are hard. We've all heard the moaning: their boss, the length of their commute, their pay, the costs of their commute, their children, the stifling crush on their commute, their life, their choices, their frigging...

Rush Hour for nadia877

“Ready for the ride of your life?” he said, as Nadia stood there in the garage, staring at the tiny two seater convertible.”I can’t believe you talked me into this”, Nadia said, reluctantly. “I can’t even believe I agreed to show up this morning, I was so drunk last night.””Well, the bar was a lot of fun for sure, but I think what you’re about to experience is going to be a lot more fun than the bar”, he said. What Nadia didn’t know is that he planned this. He didn’t drink at all last night,...

A New Job Part 2 My First Day

My First DayIt had been over two weeks when the Fed Ex package arrived. The events of the last interview had often stirred my thoughts, I was a caldron of emotive confusion. I often found myself, late at night, stroking my cock as I reviewed all that occurred during that brief interview-her powerful demeanor, her cropping of my ass, her statuesque body, and yes the gift of the red pantie. Yes the red satin thong that I often wore to bed as I stroked my cock. The way I dutifully hand washed any...

Hubby s Friend Gives His Hotwife Rides to Work

My name is Abigail, but everyone calls me Abi, and I’m writing this story to document some very erotic events that began several years ago, when I had been married to my husband, Billy, for only two years, before we had any children.We grew up in a small town outside Tuscaloosa, Alabama, and I suppose most people would call us and our friends rednecks. I think we’re all relatively intelligent, or at least what people would call having street smarts if we were in an urban setting, but none of us...

Serendipity

JP led a dull and boring life. Nothing exciting ever happened to him. At 26, he managed to scrap past college and worked a 9 – 5 in a cubicle at a non-descript building. Sometimes he felt his life was like Neo in the Matrix before Neo swallowed the pill. Fortunately the dress code was casual and JP could wear comfortable clothes. His boss left him alone as long as he got his work done. He didn’t see anybody and only interacted with his computer screen. JP enjoyed working out to keep...

Serendipity

John Offen Peter Finch. What a crazy name to give to a child. He hated the name and hated it even more as he got older. The other kids discovered that “Jack” was the nickname for John. Then the teasing never stopped. How would you like it if kids called you “Jack Off Peter” and you couldn’t argue back? It was his name. His last name wasn’t any fun, either. That is why he used his initials JP whenever he introduced himself. He could honestly say it was his name and preferred his friends to...

On a crowded Japanese train

I am a foreginer have been living in Japan for almost 4 years now and I always have the fantasies of being fingered or groped on crowded train. I think that is so sensual. I have a very small and timid structure. Height around 4”9-10 inches, weight less than 90 pound. I uses to commute at least 2 hours on train frequently to work and to go back home. I was a little worry to begin with, so I always use the “women only car” on train. But the long daily commute get really tiring and boring. Then,...

Skirt Day

21: A Long Day Lisa stumbles quickly into Joan's office. Joan is waiting behind her desk, reviewing paperwork. "Sorry I'm late," says Lisa, panting, looking at the clock on the wall. Nearly 35 minutes late to her hour-long session, she sits exhausted onto the couch. Her white pleated skirt flares out beneath her. "It happens," says Joan, as she closes the folder of papers. "You look exhausted. Long day?" Lisa thinks back. Yes, a very, very long day, and she nods. It is only...

Grand Theft Bike

Another day on the bus. Fuck this. I've been an avid bike commuter for the last few years, and as it turns out I'm just not built for this public transportation thing. Being crammed into a hot sardine can with fifty other people who apparently don't have access to a shower is not my idea of a relaxing commute. On my bike, my commute is my time, and I love every minute of it. But that ended a couple of weeks ago when some asshole decided he needed my bike more than I did. Stolen from right in...

Grand Theft Bike

Another day on the bus. Fuck this. I've been an avid bike commuter for the last few years, and as it turns out I'm just not built for this public transportation thing. Being crammed into a hot sardine can with fifty other people who apparently don't have access to a shower is not my idea of a relaxing commute. On my bike, my commute is my time, and I love every minute of it. But that ended a couple of weeks ago when some asshole decided he needed my bike more than I did. Stolen from right in...

Coming home

It was a typically dreary overcast Friday in London. Brooding grey skies stifling the verve from the shoppers, workers and loafers populating the city centre. I left work early, making my excuses, promises to finish irrelevancies that will be long forgotten by Monday, were enough to secure my release.I sat on the overcrowded bus, a sea of warm sweaty flesh struggling to breathe beneath a variety of raincoats and winter wear. The air was palpably moist, barely enough oxygen within to feed the...

Sensory Overload

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Kerry Choices

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Exchanged Chapter 28

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Virtually Anything

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Rush Hour Rigamortis

As anyone who commutes too, from and within a large city will tell you rush hour is somethig everyone wishes they could avoid. Whether it be the long drive home where the only thing touching medal is the brake pedal or weathering the upstream effect as you walk the crowded sidewalks to and from the office. As a new yorker I take the subway to and from work so you can imagine my pain. The situation in question happened a few months ago on a Thursday evening. It had been a long day and grimaced...

Those Were The Best Days Of My Life

I came across ISS a couple of days back. I enjoyed reading some of the stories on this site, those which sound real. Wanting to write my own small well-kept secret, which i treasure it, i found some time today pen this patiently. It bit long, but worth This happened in 2000 when i was 21 at that time. About me —————- I was selected in the on-campus during my final year for a big MNC in Bangalore. After completing my B.E (comp science) from Mangalore University, i spent 2 weeks in Mysore in my...

Thesis Topic 23Chapter 2

Lillian felt a lot of apprehension, she was blushing with shame and ... and arousal. "I ... I don't think that is necessary, I can handle myself at the photo shoot..." "Non-sense, I have seen many girls that seemed more confident chicken out. If you don't comply with my request I won't book the studio." Now Lillian knew she was trapped, she really needed the studio photos. So reluctantly she started to take off her shirt much to Karen's surprise. For a moment Lillian looked at...

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Janet s Obsession Chapter II

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siblings learn together

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