Disclaimer: All characters are over eighteen years of age. ------------------------------------------------------------------- I was looking at the small white and yellow blinking lights on the far edge of the tarmac waiting for my flight to Bangalore in a dimly lit lounge bar. "Hello Young lady! Are we on the same flight to Bangalore?" Old guy in suit as...
All characters are consensual participants at and over the age of 18. ***** Regionals were a hit and we ended placing in the top three, earning us a spot in the state playoffs. The girls were hooting and hollering all through the hotel after the victory and we were almost kicked for noise violations. Jim and I didn't try to dampen their good time too much...
Each day I get on the bus for the long ride to Rome from our little village. Everyday there is this beautiful woman, dark hair, always dressed in something sexy that shows off her lovely body. And each night, we again ride the bus back. With winter, the sun sets early and the ride back to our separate villages makes most of the people catch long naps till we...
Warning: The following story contains explicit violence, explicit sex, explicit violations of public transit regulations, elements of urban fantasy, blasphemy, assault and battery, intimidation, polyamory, mockery of the mentally ill, delusions of grandeur, delusions of paranoia, delusions of environmentally conscious behavior, fare evasion, harassment, publ...
Rita had just turned 18 so her parent let her start taking the metro bus to school alone. She was happy that her in senior year she would finally be independent. Even though Rita was thick she still looked younger than her 18 years. She had jet black hair, deep dark brown eyes and by her a natural dark tan you could tell she was Mexican. Rita was thick, by n...
Copyright © 2014 KingsWoman For Michael * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (16 min/mp3) * * * * * I got on the bus. One woman had a bag on the seat beside her. On the seat behind sat a man, a newspaper beside him. The old man moved it when I went to sit down. I sat staring ahead. The small seats forced my thigh against his....
I hated having to stand on the long bus ride back from my college, except when some insanely beautiful girl was standing in front of me like today. I stood at the back of the bus and she was in front of me, getting pushed back further and further by the rush of passengers onto the bus. By the time we had made it only a few blocks away from my school, she was...
Ed and Sylvia stood at the bus stop in the costumes they wore to the Halloween Party. Ed's costume was quite simple, all he wore was a raincoat. He wanted his costume to be authentic even if it did mean he had to spend much of the party standing outside trying to cool down. He certainly couldn't take off his coat like most of the other costumed guests, not a...
Her trip to South East Asia had been a blast so far. Lots of spectacular beaches, memorable snorkeling trips, friendly locals and fantastic parties. Her trusty backpack, filled with a handful of clothes, was apparently all she needed to have a great time. Except that her funds were declining fast. Lily opened her well-used travel guide. Next stop was the Lo...
Each day I get on the bus for the long ride to Rome from our little village. Everyday there is this beautiful woman, dark hair, always dressed in something sexy that shows off her lovely body. And each night, we again ride the bus back. With winter, the sun sets early and the ride back to our separate villages makes most of the people catch long naps till we...