Riding the D Train 1

By Anita Blackmann

"There's an urban legend around this city. It tells of a subway car. On weekends. Late at night. Young black men congregate there. If a woman is daring enough, she will step inside and be given the ride of her life. They call it the D train. I'll let you figure out why."

Karen was supposed to have a date that Saturday night, but he canceled at the last minute. Food poisoning, he said. Right before he sexted her a picture of his erection, asking "J" if she was ready, because he was!

The more Karen tries to put it behind her, the more she starts to think about the legend.

And begins to wonder if it's true.

Curiosity overtakes her, and she soon finds herself riding the rails late at night, beneath the big city, on a quest to find the D train...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Deadlier Than the Male Publications
• Release date: Oct 21, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310916021

Anita Blackmann

Anita Blackmann married young, fresh out of high school. It was obvious that neither of them was ready for marriage, and it ended within a couple of years.With stars in her eyes, she went to Hollywood next and acted for a while, mostly in small parts in independent films. She met and married a producer who introduced her into a world of wild parties and underground sex clubs. She came to fear for her health and sanity, and eventually walked away from him and his money.She leads a very different life now, and has decided to write of the world she she once knew as a way of empowerment.

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RIDING THE D TRAIN 1

by Anita Blackmann

Copyright 2015, 2017 Anita Blackmann

Published by Deadlier Than the Male Publications

All characters in this story are 18 and over.

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Table of Contents

Excerpt

Riding the D Train 1

Book 1, Chapter 1

Book 1, Chapter 2

Book 1, Chapter 3

Book 1, Chapter 4

Bonus Material: Riding the D Train 2: Mind the DAP

About Anita Blackmann

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Excerpt

Where do you want it, Snowflake? I had sucked the cock back into my mouth as he asked me the question. I took it out again and turned.

In my ass, Sir. Please… Fuck me in my ass! I took that hard fleshy pole into my gaping maw once more. I swirled my tongue on his warm, wet flesh, flicking it over his thick veins and being rewarded with yet another mouthful of delicious precum.

Is that all?

I was puzzled by his question. I supposed I could jerk off another cock while my three holes were filled. Maybe, just maybe, if I could turn a little more I could grab a fifth one. But that seemed unlikely. We barely fit on the bench seat as it was. But I needed to know what he meant. So I took the cock out of my mouth and swallowed the copious amounts of drool and precum before I turned to him once more.

I don't know what you mean. Through the brief flashes of light, I saw him slowly smile, like the Cheshire Cat. Once again, he stroked my fleshy white ass cheeks with his rough black hand. He worked his fingers into my crack and pressed the tip of his middle digit against my nether hole. I shuddered at his touch. I pushed back. There was a brief moment of resistance, and then the tip of his finger pierced my butt hole. I could feel myself releasing another warm flood of pussy juice on the cock in my pussy.

I think he knew that I had just come, his leering grin told me. He leaned in again – so close that I could feel his hot, moist breath on my ear. What do you think, Snowflake? I trembled at his voice, at his words. I anxiously awaited what he would say, next. You think you can fit a second cock into that sweet pussy of yours?

Oh my God! I nearly came again at the very thought. My breathing, which I had managed to keep under control during the height of my orgasm, was starting to get shallow. I know