John Harrington

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  • John Harrington
    Published 19 days ago
    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    The loudspeaker at Union Station breaks the silence and starts to blare, “07:30am to Chicago boarding track 17”. I head to the track with my luggage and I see you boarding the train. The conductor checking your ticket as you step on the train and helps you up the stairs. I approach the conductor and show him my USA Rail Pass and he says, “We have several cars dedicated to rail pass passengers that have sleepers and showers follow that woman she is headed to the same area” . As we reach the Rail pass cars an employee checks our tickets and helps us get settled. The rail attendant says, “I have one sleeper left for two people so you can share or one of you will have to sit in coach and get a refund credit”. We both look like we have been slapped in the face and yet the attendant is waiting for an answer. I say , “ lets allow it to be her decision after I buy her breakfast in the dining car” I look at you and say, “Is that OK and I am totally OK with you kicking me to coach after breakfast if you do not feel comfortable. I just do not like to eat alone”. You nod your head and say, “we can do that and thank you for allowing it to be my decision”. We turn to go back down through many cars to the dining car and you say, “Wait a second” I watch you run back to the attendant and say something to him. I am wondering what you said as I see him smile as you turn and return to me. We walk through the coach cars to the dining car and take a seat. The coffee is wonderful, and you perk up as you sip at it. You seem to come alive saying,” My name is Kathy what is yours”? I reply, “My name is John”. We talk and laugh until our plates are empty and the waiter comes and asks, “Would there be anything else”. I say,” I would like a coffee with Amoretto to go “. You say, “Make that two as you smile at me” The waiter returns with our coffee and the check. I hand him my credit card and he runs it in his portable computer strapped to his wrist. We take our coffee and head back to our car. The attendant says, “I don’t mean to be a shit, but I need your decision, so I know what to do with your luggage”. You look at him and say,” It is OK we can share”. I smile and say,” Thank you”. We go into our sleeper area and there are bunks along a glass wall so you can watch the scenery as you lay in bed. It was genuinely nice accommodations. I ask you,” do you want top or bottom”. You give me a naughty smile as you sip your coffee and say, “Top”. I say, “Will you feel uncomfortable if I lay in bed in my underwear”? You look at me and reply, “I prefer you naked”. I feel a stirring in my groin as your words have brought something to life. I take my clothes off as you watch and lay down in the lower bunk. You take your clothes off as I watch and get on top of me in the 69 position. I grab your ass cheeks and pull them to my face so I can get deep in your pussy. I feel your lips expertly sucking my cock as your tongue flickers at my urethra giving me wonderful sensations. You begin to moan wildly thrusting your hips into my face as I suck your clitoris. With a loud moan you arch your back bumping your head on the top bunk and begin to orgasm. I feel you squirt directly into my mouth and I swallow every drop. You are out of breath and covered with sweat as you get up and position yourself so you can sit on my cock. I am in ecstasy as my cock slides deep up in you. You lean forward to not bump your head and your breasts are right in my face. I take your nipple in my mouth and begin to suck hard as I thrust my cock up in you. You begin to moan wildly, and you say, “OH yes fuck me hard”. You begin to orgasm, and I can feel your vaginal muscles milking my cock. I can not hold it and bury my cock balls deep and explode with warm spurts of cum. We lay there for hours in each other’s arms kissing. You decide it is time for a shower, so you get up and go first as the shower is to small for both of us. I lay in the bunk and watch the scenery as you shower. The vast open farmland looks so beautiful as we go down the tracks. After we shower, we decide to go to the lounge car and have drinks. We make our way to the car behind the dining car and find a place to sit. The seats face towards the walls which are glass. It is special glass and allows passengers to see out but does not allow people to see in and it reflects heat away, so the air-conditioning works very well. You order a Margarita and I order a large Guinness and a shot of Jägermeister. We sit and talk for hours enjoying our drinks and watching the scenery go by. The sun starts to set as we are pulling into Chicago. I ask you, “Are you getting off”? and you reply,” I am if you are”. I smile and say, “Well my plans are to go all the way to California and take the train up into Canada as far as the USA Rail pass will go”. You look at me and say, “May I join you” I smile and say, “That would be just wonderful”. We have a layover in Chicago as they service the train and change the crew. A ten-hour layover is a bit long especially when they force you to get off the train. We could keep our sleeper unit and leave our luggage on the train, so I take you by the hand and we go to the front of the station and hail a taxi. I tell the driver,” Take us to the nearest nice hotel”. The driver looks at me and says OK boss. He drives three blocks and pulls into the Hyatt Regency. I pay the driver and give him a twenty-dollar tip. We go to the registration desk I request a suite and explain that we have a layover from the train. The man asks to see my rail pass and I show it to him. He explains we get a thirty percent discount because of the layover and the rail pass. We take the key cards and head up to our suite. The suite is beautiful and has a great view. It has a fully stocked refrigerator that has drinks and sandwiches. A basket of fruit and a bottle of wine are on the table. You take your clothes off and I look at how beautiful you are as you get a small bottle of Riesling from the refrigerator. I grab a bottle of Gatorade and lay next to you on the bed naked. You turn on the TV and immediately go to the adult entertainment channel. You are scrolling through the selections and something catches your eye. You click on a movie called The Sex Train. It is a movie about a group of young cheerleaders that ride a train and pay their fare with their bodies. It was comedy porn and in good taste. I noticed you getting hot watching a scene where a conductor was licking a cheerleader’s pussy. I look at you and say, “I don’t think he is doing that correctly I think it should be done like this”. I spread your legs and plant my face between them. You moan as my tongue slides in and begins to wiggle and twist around. I start sucking on your clitoris hard and you begin to scream as you squirt forcefully into my face. I get on top of you and stick my cock in and begin to pound you while I French kiss you. We are consumed in lust and desire of each other. I arch my back as I bury my cock all the way in and explode in a torrent of warm spurts of cum. As we lay there in each other’s arms I find myself wishing this trip to never end. You drift off to sleep and I set the alarm for 05:00am. I drift off to sleep next to you. It seems like a few minutes go by and the alarm is screaming at us. We get dressed and head to the check out desk. After the account is finalized, we step out front and hail a taxi. It feels good to get back on the train and we head straight to the dining car. The coffee and cinnamon waffles are amazing. We pull out of the station and head down the tracks to Omaha. The land is so beautiful. I hold your hand as we look out the window and you look at me and say, “John what is going to happen”. I look at you and say, “What do you mean “and you reply, “When this trip ends are, we going our separate ways”. I look at you and say, “We will do whatever you are comfortable with”. You put your arms around me and pull me close while you are crying tears of joy. I put my arms around you and whisper in your ear, “I love you to Kathy”.
  • John Harrington
    Published 19 days ago
    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    We have been communicating on Phrendly.com for two years online and the emotions were very strange. I felt like I knew you very well. We had shared every detail of each other’s life with each other and had seen every inch of each other’s body naked, yet it was still a dream and only a dream. It would not be real until I held you in my arms for real. You had to come to town for a Dental conference, so we made plans to meet. You came a day early and I was to meet you at a four-star restaurant called Rutherford’s. I find myself at noon getting ready for my date at five pm because I want everything perfect. I already got a haircut the day before and now time was ticking down to the hour. After a long hot shower, I very gently shave my face to perfection. There must be no raspy irritation when we kiss, I want you to experience nothing but pleasure. I splash a little Sage scented after shave on my face called Wolf. I start to put on my suit and tie and have a problem deciding which shirt and tie to choose. I find myself wishing you were there to help me. I finally decide on a light blue shirt and a multicolored tie that went well with the grey suit. The grandfather clock starts to announce the hour as two pm. I look at myself in the mirror and comb my hair and head out the door for my business appointment. I arrive at the stockholders meeting and everyone else is dressed casually. The CEO of the company seems a bit uncomfortable because several people think I am him because I am dressed so well. I explain to everyone that I dressed for success on my evening date and after a moment of laughter everyone is at ease and the CEO moves on to his presentation.
  • John Harrington
    Published 19 days ago
    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    It was finally here; my senior year of High School and I was so ready to be done and move on. I was so tired of the bullies and all the bullshit that made it more like a prison than a learning environment. It was time for my last and favorite class of the day. My favorite class because you are my English teacher. I fantasized about making passionate love to you. We were all in our desks and waiting for you as you came walking into the classroom. Your beautiful long hair bouncing and flowing as you walk. You look like you had been on an erotic sex date and then came to class. One of the boy’s whistles as you walk to your desk and you say,” That will be enough of that”. You take attendance and start looking at papers on your desk and your face changes as you pick up a piece of paper and hold it up for all to see and say, “Who wrote this”? The paper said,” I want to fuck you”. One of the bullies in the back of the class blurts out,” John wrote it. You look at me and say, “Stand up John”. I am in horror as I stand up and the rest of the class is looking at me. You look at me with your penetrating erotic blue eyes and say,” John did you write this”? Something rose up in me as I wanted to put the bullies in their place and I said, “Miss Petterson although I think you are the most beautiful women in the world and fantasize about taking you to prom I must confess that I did not do it. Your eyes are studying me, and you say, “thank you John you can sit down”. You walk to the back of the class to the bully that that spoke up and say, “tear the top piece of paper off your pad and hand it to me”. Jerry complied not knowing what you are up to. You take the two pieces of paper over to the window and hold them up to the sunlight so you can see the dents in the paper of prior writing and doodling. You say, “would anyone like to come and see what I see”. A group of girls rush up and look at how the sunlight shows what was written on the prior piece of paper and one of them blurts out, “Jerry you are so busted”. You look at Jerry and say,” Jerry this is sexual harassment and profoundly serious you may not graduate. Go to the principal’s office and wait for me”. Jerry was noticeably trembling and as much as I hated him, I felt just a little sorry for him in the moment. Jerry gathers his bookbag and walks out of the room. The bell rings and everyone gets up and starts for the door. I hear you say,” John can you stay for a few minutes”. You wait until all the other students are gone and lock the door. You take me by the hand and lead me to an area of privacy that can not be seen by the window in the door. At twenty-eight years old you look like you just graduated from high school yet the way you communicated was much more mature. You look into my eyes and say John I accept to go to the prom with you on one condition. Being overwhelmed I say, “What would that be”? You must have permission of your parents. I look at you and say, “What about the school board and your job”? It is OK John this has been done before and the fact that you openly asked me in front of the class changes things. I put my arms around you and pull you close and kiss you. Suddenly my dream was becoming reality. You say,” OK you need to go because I have to deal with Jerry so we will talk tomorrow”.
  • John Harrington
    Published 20 days ago
    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    It was that dreaded time of the month that everyone hates, the first of the month and rent is due. I had been renting a small cottage behind your house on your farm for over a year. Recently I lost my job because the Potato factory closed. This happened every year for routine maintenance however this time it was permanent. The factory was to be liquidated and everything sold. I had no idea about where I was going to get another job or move to. I knocked on your door to tell you that I was not able to pay the rent and dreading what would happen. You come to the door looking hot and sexy and invite me in. I sit down and you see the look on my face and say, “What is wrong John”? I reply, “The factory closed, and I am unable to pay rent”. I see you looking at me the same way you do when you are at the auction buying farm animals. You smile and say, “Are you willing to work for me”? Without asking doing what I said, “That would be great”. You smile and say, “Go shower and come back for dinner”. I return to my cottage and shower and change clothes. I take my time to shave and comb my hair thinking of how beautiful you are.
  • John Harrington
    Published about a month ago
    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
  • John Harrington
    Published 2 months ago
    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

    I see you struggling with you mother trying to hold her, so she won’t fall. I run over and scoop her up in my arms as she fell. She lets out a squeal and says,” I fell and went to heaven”. You bring your mother’s wheelchair close and I gently place her in it. Your face is red with embarrassment as I wrap your mother up with her blanket. Your mother says, “Mary get his phone number”. I pull out a business card and hand it to you as you reluctantly take it. I then take your hand and kiss it saying, “it was my pleasure to be of assistance to you and your mother”. Your face blushes and you smile. I take in your beauty as you push your mother out the door. The warm sunlight shining through your waist long red hair as it blows in the breeze.