Author: Johntrainxxx

My Ex’s Notebook pt 2 [MF], [BBW], [Milf]

Part 2:

I had shouted down the voice in my head which was telling me to step back from this situation.

She had thrown all caution to the wind and lifted her sun dress for me. My mind swam with the possibilities. My libido had been on hold for the last few months since my wife left me. All of those feelings came flooding back all at once. What would i do with this beautiful plump ass presented to me. What woudn’t I do?

As I stepped forward she wagged her ass side to side as she continued to pore over her daughter’s notebook. I hesitated a moment more before she shifted her legs apart a bit and let out a low soft moan. The telltale signs of wetness was showing on the satin panties. I knelt down and took one full hand of her ass and kissed hard on the other cheek. She gasped a bit and I could also see a wave of relief that she had read my feelings correctly flow through her whole body. She closed the notebook and still on her knees with her dress bunched up on her hips she turned to me. We kissed deeply on the floor as my hands moved up her back from her ass and pressed her against me. I allowed my tongue to probe her mouth to show her how much I wanted this. I wanted it to show her that I was all in. My hands stayed under her dress and probed her hips for a better place to gain purchase. She gave another soft moan when I thrust my tongue deeper into her mouth. She grabbed the back of my neck and stroked it to show approval. Read more »

My Ex’s Notebook [MF], [BBW], [Milf]

Preface from the author: Its been a while since Ive written any smut here and I want to get back into it. This is part one of probably a 2 part story the first part is relatively tame. The second part… will not be. I welcome literally ANY feedback/comments.

It had been 3 months since my wife left me. Ours was a typical college affair. She was a free spirit and I was the rock she clung to. Sadly it was her free spirit that caused our downfall. With one year into marriage and settling into a new home with the prospect of kids on the horizon it was too much for her. She sat me down and calmly and cooly explained that it wasn’t going to work. I barely was able to get a word in edgewise before she showed me that she had packed her bags into her little car. She told me it wasn’t my fault, she told me it was her… not me. She drove out of my life and didn’t look back. Read more »

[MMMMF] The Janitors’ Artist. [Mdom], [BBW], [bd]

This was a follow up to a previous prompt i did for someone. They drew a picture for me as thanks. The picture was so great I opted to write a story about it. As always comments and PMs are welcome.

The Janitors’ Artist

I have been at this job for seven years. Being a janitor is a mixed bag. At the beginning of our shift me and the other janitors sat around playing cards and shooting the shit for hours on end. After that it was mopping the shit, cleaning the moldy messes in the office kitchen, vacuuming the crumbs and questionable stains in the executive offices and emptying trash cans full of god knows what. There were 4 of us who worked the floor at that massive cubicle farm. We would react when they called and then every night after the workers left we would go to town cleaning, polishing and emptying. Our jobs were pretty much what you would expect. Some people respected us, most ignored us, and a few looked down on us. I was the senior member but i was still in my prime. They called me Boss. Under me I had Red who was a little younger than me, Jacobie who was our resident pretty boy who got a few reprimands for flirting with the staff, and Rook… who started this year.
They were all good guys and we did our jobs well. Nightly we’d finish our shift with a beer in the maintenance room and talk some more. Read more »

[MFf] Daddy’s Panty Problem [incest], [noncon], [blkmail]

OK so this is another one of the custom stories i wrote in respose to prompts. This one was iffy from the get-go. I was definitely not entirely sure about writing an incest story. The custom requester was very cool and calm about it and let me flex his prompt to somewhere in the vicinity of my comfort zone. This is the result.

Daddy’s Panty Problem.

Daddy loves Mommy and they both love their baby girl. This was said to me from a very young age and I have lived by this mantra my whole life. From an early age though I realized the extent of how much Daddy loved Mommy. I must have been 5 when I first walked in on them. Daddy deep inside Mommy and Mommy howling and moaning. They stopped and shushed me away when I climbed into bed with them. They explained to me this was how Mommy and Daddy expressed their love for each other. It wasn’t until many years later that I fully understood what they meant. But at the time of my own sexual awakening those words came back to me. “Daddy loves Mommy and the both love their baby girl” and “this is how mommy and daddy express their love”. Read more »

[MFF] My Anal Friend [Anal], [Oral]

This is another story I am telling based on a prompt. This promt was someone sent me a picture of two pornstars with one taking a cock deep in her ass and the other looking on. The text simply read “watching my girlfriend do anal”. I cant post it here but.. it was inspiring. I opted to end the story at the moment the picture was taken to allow the reader to place their own context where the story goes. The person who requested this story has since deleted their account but i want to thank them for their request. As always comments or PMs are super appreciated.

My Anal friend.

Our sex life was great. My boyfriend and I had run the gamut on exotic and interesting styles of play. That is until we hit that barrier. One day I found him sitting at his computer a nice video of a beautiful larger blond woman coaxing and purring at her partner to take her in the ass. He was transfixed on the screen. I had never seen him jerking off that hard. I know his type of woman so I don’t think it was her that was turning him on so. It was that idea. The proverbial Mount Everest of orifices. My man wanted to fuck me in the ass. The thought itself was such a turn on. I left him to his jerk off session but the thought remained in my head. That night before bed I breached the subject. Read more »

[MMF]- The Doubtful Cuckhold [cuck],[DP]

This was one of the custom eroticas I have done in the past few days. I have completed one other and am working on two more.

The Doubtful Cuckhold.

He was at it again. Bless his heart I really cared for him but he couldnt let it go. I almost regret telling him about sleeping over at my friends house. I absolutely regret telling him about the fact that I tended to sleep topless on said sleepovers. But I like him I like his as part of my life but man those contant questions. “Did you have sex?”, “Did you fool around?”, “Did you want to?”, “Did he want to?”, “Did you see him naked… how big was his black cock?” These conversations always seem to rile him up. Fortuneately I know the solution to when he gets riled up like this. While he is badgering me I slowly creep up to him. Unzip his fly and suck away his anxieties. That part I like. I almost worry though that this is becoming a Pavlovian response. Nag about my sleeping with my tits out at my black friends house… get a blowjob. Thats silly of course. Read more »

MFF- Bow to the Cuck Queen [Str8-Les], [Ebony], [Cuckqueen], [Cumplay], [Voy]

Bow to the Cuck Queen

I still don’t know what had gotten into me. Maybe it was the heat or maybe it was my biology ticking the right time of the month. I was horny and I was hot to get laid. I am fundamentally bad at picking up guys and though I know it’s often a sellers market out there when it comes to women looking to get laid I still knew I would struggle. I don’t trust those phone apps and It was a little early in the day to troll the clubs. The local bar would have to do. It was early happy hour and the executives and would surely be drinking themselves into a horny stupor before dinner time.

I have had limited luck with them before. A few times I got to the point of being ready to take them home to my place only to see the telltale ring shaped imprint on their finger just in time. I am not going to wrong some trusting woman. Aside from being something I would feel awful about, it’s also a dangerous game to play. I politely let them down and tell them to satisfy their blue balls on the person for whom they shared their ring with. I like to think I helped some marriages that way but who was I kidding they probably went after the next piece of tail that walked their way. Read more »

[MF] Strangers on a Commuter Train Part III the ending [BBW, Voy, Dom]

Links to part 1 and 2 in the comments.

“Commuters no more”

The walk to my house was a few blocks from the train station. My body was on fire. The slight discomfort from walking with no panties combined with the moisture from the sweat, spit, and juices from my still sensitive pussy was muted by the sheer exhilaration of the control I was now wielding over my seatmate. This whole thing was so unlike me. I was the passive fat girl who apologized for my squeezing on the train on the way to my demure desk job. Part of me still felt a pang of the need to apologize for the forcefulness I was exerting on him. One glance over my shoulder showed that no apology was necessary. He was enthralled, dutifully staring at my round ass as i confidently walked ahead of him. We turned down a side street on the way to house and I slowed down. I reached down behind me and felt the front of his pants. I wanted to confirm that my new toy was still hard. He let out a soft sigh as i did so. The control I had on him was palpable. I didn’t know how far I wanted to push it but the mere extent of control I knew I had on him was sending waves of pleasure through me. Read more »

[MF] Strangers on a Commuter Train Part II [BBW, Voy, Dom]

Link to part 1 in the comments.

The seed was planted and I could tell as he awkwardly exited at his stop that he was mulling it over. Before exiting he made one last glance back at me. I put on a coy look and just subtly licked my lips. It all felt so naughty. The seed had been planted in his head but also in my own.

My office wasn’t far from the train station and my desk by the window made it difficult for me to forget what i had said. Every hour or so the train whistle outside would blow, distracting me from my work and sending my mind into that naughty place. Would he take the bait? What would I do? What would he do? My imagination took hold and my body was reacting. I pressed my legs together to feel the wetness forming in my panties. They were a nice new cotton pair and I could feel that the hourly train whistle was going to have them quite damp by the end of the day. My pussy was a Pavlovian dog responding to that train whistle. I got very little work done that day. Around 3 I thought i couldn’t take it anymore and went to the bathroom. I considered just fingering myself to climax right then and there to take the edge off. Instead I had better plans. I slipped my panties soaked by my wet pussy and put it in my purse. The rest of the day I would be going commando. Back at my desk by the 3:30 train I had probed myself under my desk. Fortunately it was a friday and the near empty office did not hear my soft whimpering at my desk. As the clock hit 4:30 I grabbed my purse and sped out to the train. Read more »

[MF] Strangers on a Commuter Train Part I [BBW, Voy]

I had just started the job a month ago. The pay was good and I was finally able to start settling down in my life as a single girl in the big city. Of course, nobody actually lived in the city itself. Rent was astronomical in the city. I lived in the suburbs and commuted in. For the first month of the job i tried driving in but the expenses of parking and the stress of traffic was too much. I would have to start taking the dreaded commuter rail. It was cheaper and more reliable but I was not looking forward into being crammed into a train car every morning.

I was young in my early 20s but grad school and life in general had brought me to the point where i could accurately be described as a big girl. My hips and ass had proportions that made me the subject of ridicule and unwanted positive and negative attention wherever i went. The prospect of trying to squeeze through a crush of commuters every day was not ideal. But what was a girl to do. Read more »