Pulling a train stories

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We were on our way to the beach. It was a beautiful day and I was so excited! My husband and I needed to relax, he has been working so hard lately! My poor husband. I love him, but I miss him. Especially I miss him at night! But his work is important to him. But today was his day off, even though there was a big basketball game at school. I know he was nervous about not being there, but like I said we both needed it.

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We were getting close to the beach and still the traffic was moving. My husband, naughty guy, suggested I change into my suit in the car so we could swim when we got there. First I took of my blouse, revealing the little bit of fabric that held up my breasts not that they needed much holding up. I bought the bikini on our honeymoon and wanted to surprise him today. Boy was he surprised! Then I lifted my butt from the seat and shimmied out of my shorts, revealing my equally minimal bikini bottom.

Then it happened.

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His beeper, his cursed beeper, had to go off. God I hated that thing. So he turned the car around and headed for the college. When we got to the gym, he took my hand and brought me inside. So inside we went. When we got inside, one of his men was waiting for him. It took him a minute to explain what was going on because he kept stopping and staring at me. We were standing outside the visitors room and I could hear the guys yelling and complaining. What must the white guys on his team think of him, I wondered.

I was waiting only a short time when I distinctly heard my husband yell as if he were hurt. Standing in front of me were more black men than I could count, most of them stark naked! But so many so big! I stood, mesmerized. Then I heard a hissing sound, and it shook me from my hypnosis. I called. Slowly, the room was filling with steam.

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The vision in front of me was awesome. Men and men and men, all black, all naked, Pulling a train stories all with huge should I say it? And then it started to happen. The ones closest to me, they were all I could see by then, started to get excited! I watched as one black dick after another began to harden and rise.

Oh My! These were giant men and had giant oh my god — cocks! And still the room filled with steam until it was getting hard to see anything. I was a little disappointed because I sure was enjoying the show! Sylvia had come to this particular frat party to get fucked — and getting fucked she was! A year older than her at 22 he was a little drunk but still very excited to have this gorgeous leggy girl come up to him and start blatantly making out. Right now all of it was buried in her twat, making her burn with pent-up lust as he fucked her hard, the bed was shaking he was laying into her so good.

Moaning loudly she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling his thick meat deeper into her pussy. Gasping happily as the guy collapsed on top of her she looked at their viewers. Hi, my name is Ana. I was born in Argentina and came to the USA with my parents at the Pulling a train stories of As a single parent I was no longer nervous and timid of sex after the supermarket experience, however, I was still apprehensive and shy due to my strict upbringing in Argentina.

This is the story of my N. I stand at 5 feet tall and weigh lbs. My long curly jet black hair and full lips enhance my attractive looks. My breast size is 34D and as a result of my Argentine upbringing, I was never allowed to wear a bra which resulted in sagging breasts. My large hanging breasts, full lips, and tight ass are a perfect match for my small frame. It was a Tuesday morning in September as I stepped into the extremely crowded subway car on my way to work.

This was the express train and was always jammed full of riders. I was dressed in a green button down blouse tucked into a white knee length skirt. My nylons ended above the knee and I wore my usual white bra and panties. Nearly 10 minutes into the 40 minute ride I felt something brush against my ass as I stood holding onto the pole in the middle of the car. When it happened again I knew it was no accident. The subway was in the middle of a turn that forced my ass further into the cock.

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In no time the cock was gone and for the next 5 minutes I was horny as hell just thinking about what had occurred. I was breaking out in a clammy sweat and my stomach was extremely nervous. Suddenly, someone whispered in my ear to stay still, not make a sound, and enjoy the ride. Fingers went inside my panties and down the crack of my ass to my asshole. The next thing I knew my asshole was rammed by the longest finger I could ever imagine. The finger rammed my button hole to the knuckle and paralyzed me with nervous sweat and emotion.

My ass was being finger fucked in a fluid motion for what seemed like an eternity. It then stopped and was removed from my ass. As I quietly begged for its return, my invader suddenly drove his finger in as far as it could go and left it there for the remainder of the ride. Upon departing the subway I refused to turn and seek out my intruder for fear of being alarmed by his appearance.

I arrived at the office and remained horney the entire day. That evening after putting my daughter to sleep I masturbated myself to sleep and came at least 3 times that I remember. Let me introduce myself. My name is Adam. People say that I am arrogant, but to be successful at what I do, one has to have a very forceful personality. I met my wife Christine, or Chris for short, at a works party three years ago. The moment I saw her tall, athletic figure with her long flowing blonde hair, I just knew I had to have her. I Pulling a train stories get what I want, and a few short months later we were married.

Chris also has a very stubborn streak, and our inevitable arguments were of a very explosive nature.

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As I sit here now, thinking back to the events of last night, I can hardly remember how the argument started. Let me see if I can recall some of the details……. It all began last Friday evening as I arrived home from work.

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As usual, I had stopped off at a local bar in the city for a few drinks with some colleagues, before braving the commuter ride home on the train. As I entered my house, I could smell the aroma of home cooking and knew immediately that Chris had been trying out a new recipe. As the meal progressed, assisted by a couple of classes of good claret we talked casually about our respective days.

Clive at the office is having a whole bunch of us over to watch the match on cable.

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The argument continued late into the evening and into the following morning. As I have said, I usually get my way, and by lunchtime Chris had reluctantly agreed to go to the party. For the whole of the afternoon, she point blank refused to speak to me, ignoring any of my half hearted attempts at reconciliation. Chris had mellowed a little, but was still obviously extremely angry with me.

What the hell! I thought, I could just watch the match while she sulked! Let me tell you about my sexxxxxy wife Heather. Everyone calls her RM now and she Loves it, ever since the new change in her it stands for rear motion. Heather was a very conservative girl missionary style, straight dresser, conservative clothes, you know a goody-goody girl. I have always wanted to see her expose her body to other guys and to watch them get horny and want her I also wanted to see her let them feel her up.

I tried to get her to dress sexy when we went out but sometimes was lucky to get a short skirt or occasionally no Bra. I talked to her during sex and she always seemed more turned on when I brought Pulling a train stories topic up. She agreed to pretend with me and role play that she was the server at a poker game with other men there and wear a see thru blouse no bra and short skirt with sheer pink panties. Several weeks went by and I watched my pretty wife pretend I was a stranger and how she would seduce me, bending over real low with her tits in plain view her skirt hiked up over her ass.

OH how I longed for other guys to see her and touch her. Like many women, thanks to what our society promotes as attractive, Lisa did not feel she was beautiful. I finally persuaded her to buy some sexy clothes and go out with me for a night on the town. I asked her to get a very short, skin tight skirt.

Finally I asked her not to wear any underwear. She hesitated at this, but then finally agreed. The day of our celebration Lisa went shopping. She called me at work to tell me about her new dress. She seemed very excited about wearing it for me. I assured her that she would be a big hit with anyone who saw her. The plan was to go out to dinner and then go dancing. She picked me up from work at When I saw her I was stunned. She looked like one of those glamour models. She gave me a shy smile when I whistled at her.

Lisa was wearing a red dress that barely covered her privates. Her large breasts stretched the top to its limits. The dress was low cut with a full one third of her breasts exposed. I glanced down Pulling a train stories her legs and wondered if she was wearing panties. Let me start by telling you a little about us. My name is Phillip and I am 23, I have been married to Sue for 2 years. She is I always considered our sex life was great until one day when Sue and I were watching a porno flick. I could tell she was hot as she watched the big dicked stars pound away at the female holes on the screen.

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