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Strangers on a Train

Riding the trains through Europe can be a very rewarding and educational experience. At any given time, it is difficult to guess the nationality of the person facing you in the small six-seat compartments. Many of the newer trains have bus-type seating, but the older ones are broken up into compartments, with doors that close and curtains that can be pulled together to give a certain amount of privacy. Europeans have so many national languages, as well as a wealth of dialects, that it is very...

Strangers on a Train

With a sigh I watched the porter put my bag in the rack, I tipped him and closed the door behind him as he left. Sighing again I sat and stared out of the window, despite the late hour the platform was crowded with people waiting to get on the train. Looking around my compartment I smiled, I had been one of the lucky ones, having booked well in advance I was assured of a compartment to myself, small though it may be. Later the conductor would come in and lower one of the two beds, I'd climb...

Fuck in a Train

At 5.50 p.m. on a hot May evening I was sitting on the lower berth of a coupe compartment in the first class air conditioned coach of a train scheduled to depart for Madras in ten minutes time. I was on my way to attend a business meeting. My name is Saheb Sahebji. This is not my given name but everyone including my parents calls me by it. Anyway, what is in a name? I am 6 feet tall and slim. I am a freelance commercial artist by profession. I was wearing a kurta and pajama (North Indian...

The Mad Stroking Beast On the Train

My name is Annie and I am a 28 year old Night School . I teach remedial English and enjoy my job. I am not very social really, as my job does not really alot me too much time to socialize, what with all those papers to grade and meetings to attend, so I usually stay in with a good movie and a big bowl of popcorn to chase away the blues. I am probably the last woman on earth who still enjoys wearing dresses to work. I suppose because it reminds me of my childhood, when Mother use to dress me and...

The Midnight Train

A couple separated in a night train by circumstances...what next? We were returning to India after our weeklong gateway to paradise Island in Thailand. We went on this special trip to reconnect with each other, though we hardly had any special connection previously and I doubt we are going to have one now. Me and Prashant, both of us were brought up in traditional Indian families and we hardly had any sexual experience prior to our marriage except for porn. It was a typical Indian arranged...

Riding the Train

Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! Email me through the link below! I love feedback, it’s what keeps my creative blood flowing! I’d love some feedback either by the comment box or e-mail. Either are great! Author: Blackjack Celebrity: Gemma Atkinson Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Mast, Toys, Gemma was horny. She had been working in London for New Years Eve and had to catch the train back up to her home in...

Lady on a Train

I had traveled to the Big City for a job and I had just boarded the subway car on my to my first full day of work. As expected at that hour of the morning there was no place to sit and only a few places for me to stand. I looked for an unoccupied strap but there were none. I joined a lady at a pole and managed to hold on as the car lurched forward. I nodded and smiled at her which of course is not done in subway cars but I am from Texas so that part of me was never going away. However I had...

Fantasy on the train

Another train journey to work, half an hour in a hot sweaty carriage, everyone trying their best not to end up in conversation with the other passengers. Yet always the same faces. For five years I have wondered why I do this every day. I glance around the carriage, people reading the newspaper, most with headphones on, some looking blankly out the window as the train speeds into the city. Each one of us becoming one of the millions of ants racing through the warrens of the city. Nameless...

Fantasy on the train

Another train journey to work, half an hour in a hot sweaty carriage, everyone trying their best not to end up in conversation with the other passengers. Yet always the same faces. For five years I have wondered why I do this every day. I glance around the carriage, people reading the newspaper, most with headphones on, some looking blankly out the window as the train speeds into the city. Each one of us becoming one of the millions of ants racing through the warrens of the city. Nameless...

A London Train

It was my first time visiting London and I wasn’t sure what to expect but luckily I had a couple of female friends who had been there before and said they would love to go again. We had only been there two days and of course the girls had begun planning all the things we should be seeing or places we should visit. I was up for that but the first thing they wanted to do was go shopping! So that was the plan for the day, shuffling through the busy stores crowded with other tourists buying...

Naughty Games on a Train

“Hey look, this’ll do,” you say, and plump your bag down on a four-seater table. It’s good to get a table to ourselves, although this mid-week afternoon train from King’s Cross is almost empty. It’s much nicer than travelling at the weekend, when the train to Edinburgh is often packed. It was a good idea of yours to get to our friend’s hen party this way, rather than drive. It’ll be more relaxing, and no need to worry about still being over the limit when driving back afterwards. For the first...

Mother Nature s Milk Train

MOTHER NATURE'S MILK TRAINby erik_reddshafteThe train was leaving Medford, Oregon, headed south from the Canadian border -- toward the warm fertile California valley -- following the long undulations of the rocky Cascade Mountains, like a metallic serpent twisting through canyons and peaks.In the last car of the train, a voluptuous woman and a young man were sitting face to face, without speaking -- looking at each other from time to time. She was in her early forties, gazing at the dramatic...

Gr ecirc ve de train

Aujourd'hui, voyager s'annonçait compliqué. Je m'arme de patience et de zen attitude. Mon quai de départ s'affiche et comme d'autres voyageurs je suis le mouvement.Devant moi se trouve une demoiselle en détresse avec une valise immense (et sûrement lourde) avec une poignée cassée. Je lui propose mon aide avec un grand sourire, elle accepté volontiers et je la monte (la valise !!! Pas la demoiselle ;p ).Une fois sur le quai on bavarde un peu, je la mate discrètement : belle petite brunette avec...

The day she caught the train

As I sit on the train coming home from work wondering how much the garage bill is now going to cost, the most stunning auburn hair milf strolls down the aisle sitting in the seat's across on my left hand side. Taking a look at her almost amazing leg's in her hugging skirt white blouse and matching jacket, my cock stirs in my boxers as I try not to make eye contact. Pulling out my phone to inform my wife that I will be training it home and the cars broke down assuring me my wife will be home the...

Fantasy on the train

Another train journey to work, half an hour in a hot sweaty carriage, everyone trying their best not to end up in conversation with the other passengers. Yet always the same faces. For five years I have wondered why I do this every day. I glance around the carriage, people reading the newspaper, most with headphones on, some looking blankly out the window as the train speeds into the city. Each one of us becoming one of the millions of ants racing through the warrens of the city. Nameless...

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