1950s Railroad Crossing Stories

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Young Man on the Tracks

by Aa7777 on Aug 27, 2018
BDSM

Here is one of my erotic mortal perils, well they are all tied to the railroad tracks perils but with different variations. This happens to be femdom peril predicament. Enjoy, and please write in a comment below. So let us first have the male character in his early 20s or so. Why? No wrinkles, slim, attractive, and yet young enough where it is much easier t...

Riding the Rails

by tiedwide on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I knew he had been planning something unusual for several days before he broached the subject - there was just something in his manner that suggested he was thinking, analyzing, and preparing some new exploit. It's one of the things I love about him - he's always working out new things to try and new experiences for us to share. He finally came out with his...

A Slut Is Born

by caroletv31 on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I've always had a magnetic attraction to slender pointy hi-heel stilettos since way back when. And then these wonderful sensual sexy feelings between my thighs every time I see a young lady strutting and teetering around on these fabulously erotic pointy heels. It all started in the 1950s era. The era "par excellence" for these gorgeous shoes that did so muc...

Midnight Train To Nowhere Ch. 03

by Heathen Hemmingway on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Chapter 3 The Kid sees red Jeremy Michael Finch was pissed. He was beyond angry, he was thermonuclear. He had heard the expression 'I saw red' many times before, but until now it never made sense. Tonight it came to him with startling clarity as the world literally turned red before his eyes. His hands were gripping the wheel of the old Chevy Vega so tight...

Flashing Lights Ch. 02

by K__Bg__99 on May 9, 2018
BDSM

Authors Note: If you have not read the first chapter I would advise you to do so, just so you got the gist of what's going on. If you have no clue what the christian reference or tattoo look up the history of the bdsm emblem. Otherwise, enjoy. P.S. this also has no erotic scenes, still setting up my plot. Tell me what you think. ~KBG ********** "Slave,...

Going for a Walk

by chas4455 on Dec 10, 2019
Non-Erotic

My name is Lois Prince. My husband John and I have lived in this town all our lives. I can tell you about every store and every house, and who lives there. Even though this is the county seat, there aren't more than 2500 people living here. There is a historic old courthouse, built almost a hundred years ago, with the rest of the town laid out in a grid arou...

Jen: Route 66 Kicks Holbrook

by caprine on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual p...

James & Maria Ch. 01

by enlb90 on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

It was a cool summer night when James was heading to Oak Park. When arriving he hid in the usual old oak tree just waiting, waiting for Maria. He saw her one cold winter night back in December walking her golden retriever, Andy. After that fateful night he's been there every evening just to see her, her quiet beauty, her smile, and her graceful ways. Humans...

Intersections

by juanwildone on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Sweat was pouring off my face. I adjusted my grip on the handlebars to ease my hand fatigue. My thighs were just beginning to protest. I could see the crest of the hill up ahead. Glancing down at my speedometer/computer, I couldn’t help smiling – this might just be my best time yet. Damn, this was turning into a great ride. Been riding for just over five ye...

Does Two Wrights - Repercussions

by fanfare on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The other shoe drops! POV = Jesse Wright The wife Mabel Wright sat, curled up on the couch, quietly sobbing so as to not to disturb her husband. Afraid of another berating, afraid of another beating. Afraid of being raped again. Afraid, afraid. He was strolling around the house preparing to go out for the evening. He had a date waiting for him to swing...