I'd like to start off by saying this is entirely Jezz Az's fault. He noted that the bare minimum number of words that can be posted to Literotica is 750 words, so he asked "what can you do with exactly 750 words? Not one word more, not one word less?" It's a good question and a number of writers have decided to tackle it. This is decidedly outside my typical...
This story may not be very revealing but it is absolutely true. It also doesn't contain any sex so if you're looking for slut wife, group sex, and those type of stories please don't even bother reading about this adventure. Recently my wife T and I decided to take an AMTRAK train ride since it had been many years since the last time we'd been on a train. We...
We have stopped at Macarthur station, grey sky outside and the doors standing open, waiting for the Concord-bound train to come by for the transfers; the wind is whipping by, lashing sheets of rain across the platform. You come up the escalator into a flurry of cold water, a gust right in your face that blows your short coat open and spatters your shirt with...
The noise was unbearable. Commuting from the city centre to the outskirts of London during rush hour every day was a nightmare at the best of times. Elbowing your way onto the train in a fight to get one of the last seats remaining and, if you were one of the lucky few who managed this small victory, you were always left sitting next to the heavy-set guy who...
It is 11.30pm and I am finally on the train after a long day in the office with meeting after meeting and then a few drinks with the client afterwards. The train is surprisingly empty tonight. There are only a few seats taken and after a few stops they have all left. Just as the doors are closing, you dart through them somehow managing not to get caught i...
Michelle & I finished dinner at about 6:45pm. She talked non-stop about everything from the weather to politics. There was an anxious tone in her voice when she spoke. She was probably feeling a sense of guilt & nervousness because in the past 4 hours, unbeknownst to her, I had watched her allow herself to be molested by a massage therapist & groped by a g...
I ride the subway each workday from Queens to Manhattan. It usually gets very crowded in the morning; with too many people Jamming into the subway cars. It isn't Unusual for someone to Brush up against my breasts or ass. Most of The time, I have to believe it's intentional. Sometimes they linger, sometimes they squeeze, and sometimes they rub. There is no Po...
The Train Journey Hubby was going down to London on business. So I phoned my Aunt Rose and we agreed to meet for a bit of shopping and lunch. She lives in Stratford, which is about an hour's drive away. We try and get out together every now and again to catch up on the gossip. I'd told Auntie that I would come down on the train, this would give us both the...
It was a nice warm evening with a cool breeze that filled the air. I decided to call into a local bar and wind down with a glass of cool fresh orange, I had an hour to pass before my train journey home. Having paid for my drink, I made my way to a table in the corner that overlooked the people walking by; I enjoy gazing at the complete strangers going about...
Sam had told me if I took the A-Train that I might witness some 'interesting,' if not 'wonderful' events—let's simply put it this way: events that leave even a sophisticated wmn like me wondering.... Business took me to New York and on my last free morning in Manhattan, Sam sent me instructions AND a picture.... The instructions told me exactly which train...