After that summer, I had some experiences with anonymous women on the subways. One time, when I was taking the train to Manhattan I was sitting woman across from an older woman wearing a short pink skirt. She looked at me, licked her lips, and spread her thighs. She kept doing this, giving me peeks at her panties. My cock was getting hard, and I began lickin...
Part I Tyler put the tube of toothpaste back into the empty spot on the shelf and closed the medicine cabinet. His reflection in the mirrored door came into focus as it shut. He exhaled and examined his face. His glasses had left two distinct marks on either side of his nose, but he figured wearing contacts would be safer for this. He was also glad he had g...
"Oh, Damon-same, I am so...how do you say it...ah, exhausted...from our pillowing. As a married woman, I should not feel such happiness and contentment in the arms of a man who is not my husband. I have become so shameless...but when you touch me, kiss me, and make love to me, I cannot help but yearn for more. Alas, what has happened to me in the confines of...
My bike has broken down so I decide to get the tube into central London one afternoon instead. I'm wearing jeans and a t-shirt. What the hell, I'm going commando. It's one of those tube journeys that takes an age with the driver stopping and starting between stations so I pick up a copy of the Metro newspaper from the seat beside me. There's always one hang...
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I enjoy flashing. I've done so mostly in my car by showing off my tits to other drivers, and once or twice in the darkness of a movie theater. I love the feeling of arousal that engulfs me, even when my displays don't lead to sex with the men who see me. But today, I want something more. I want some action. I want to be fucked. I dress carefully. First of...
Peter dropped his bag on the seat beside him, and sat with a sigh. Commuting to work and back home again, this trip took hours of his life each day. He didn't have any other option though; his poor old car had given up the ghost months ago, and he wasn't earning enough at his tedious, crappy job to afford a replacement. The hour each way gave him plenty of t...
The conductor looked out at the passengers of his car, all shaking in their seats with anticipation as they approached their destination. It hadn't been a long journey--not for him, anyway. He'd traveled on week-long excursions across the continent on a few occasions, whereas today's crew was only pulling into the station after a peaceful ten-hour trudge thr...
Ugh, I hate getting on these crowded trains. My girlfriend, Diane, who I'm actually on the train right now to go see, told me that a couple years ago some creep tried to feel her up on a crowded train just like this one. I hope that doesn't happen to me. She's a pretty attractive girl, and so am I, not that I'm bragging or anything, and I bet a pervert woul...
(Read Good morning India for the background of Kira s adventures) * A few years ago, Kira was the happy wife of Dan. They were visiting for the first time India and they were unexpectedly invited to the wedding of one of the nieces of Prince Kyrhan, a very influential official occupying a high rank in the federation of India government. His interest was aw...