I've always enjoyed sex. I've never been shy about my body. And I can be quite adventurous sexually. I fall short of being a total slut, but not nearly a "good" girl either. But I had never had an interest in being with another woman until recently. I am almost 27, single and attractive. Not drop dead gorgeous or anything like that, but I have a natural gi...
Author's Note: This story can be read as a standalone, but for those interested in the backstory of Amy's earlier train escapades, they are available as the "Felt up on the train" series on this site. Amy walked down the platform at Euston station, scanning the carriages of the train as she passed, muttering the letters under her breath, "A...B...C...D...E"...
I am wearing no knickers and a blue miniskirt that displays my slender, tanned legs. I sit on the motorbike and feel the vibration of the engine run through me. The photographer tells me to hold still while she takes the pictures. It's hard not to wriggle. She runs off a few shots and stops. I puff out my cheeks and lean back to take the pressure off. My ni...
*** The art teacher in this story was first introduced in the Art Student series. That series appears in the Erotic Couplings section of Literotica. You can read this story on its own. If you like it you might also enjoy reading the Art Student series. Readers' comments, good or bad, or always welcome. *** The 2:35 North Shore line commuter train was n...
The car sped through the quiet country roads. It was a black Audi, still shiningly new but the woman drove it as though she'd been part of it for her whole life, effortlessly taking it at speed through the twisty corners, gripping the corners like a professional racing driver. They'd driven like this ever since they'd left the railway station, the woman's ca...
A survey carried out by TfL (Transport for London), found that while one in ten Londoners have experienced unwanted sexual behaviour on the capital's transport network, less than ten per cent of victims reported the incident to police. I would imagine that 99% of people do not want to be molested or sexually assaulted while travelling on the London Transport...
It was a chance she had taken for love. Love. She thought it was love when she swallowed his cum on their wedding night. She doubted it as soon as he laughed at her and refused to touch her afterwards. "Go brush your teeth. I can't kiss you after you've had my boner in your mouth. God. How dumb are you?" She couldn't even remember why she liked him...
It seemed strange that the railway carriage should be empty at that time of the day. Usually, the train was full of girls from Sanderson School, their boisterous antics disturbing the homeward journeys of other passengers. Today, however, was different, for the whole train appeared to be deserted, except for a few faces here and there, staring blankly out of...
I learned about this program to help young Latina women get their citizenship. It was a training and adoption program, a nice way of putting sex trade program. I decided I would visit the facility and learn more of what they offered. Upon entering the facility I was greeted by the head mistress, I signed non-disclosure policy, and went through a short brie...
The thickening darkness outside seemed to emphasise the emptiness of the seats around her, and under different circumstances Sally may have found this a little creepy, she had never really liked being alone but somehow the gentle reassuring rock of the carriage made everything ok. It had been a long stressful day and the comforting pum pumming of the train p...