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First Time Express Part 8: Septra

At this point, I was waiting for the next train car door to open, or give me some sort of signal to let me know that it was okay to enter.

While I waited, my cock was very hard, with all the boobs that I had touched in this car. I wanted to just rub it so bad, but every time I thought I should, I thought about how the door was going to open, and I would be embarrassed if Hoyle or any or all of these ladies saw me jacking off just before my next encounter.

I tried walking around, doing anything to distract me. I then went back to the tub and started picking up towels, and found a dirty towel basket that I could throw them in. Sometimes a small distraction is all I need.

There was a knock at the door, and as I walked up to it, it opened to reveal Hoyle. She beckoned me to come to the other side, and, if the floor wasn't so wet, I would have ran there.

I crossed the usual connection point between the railroad cars, and when I got to the other side, I was in a small room with Hoyle.

There was a small light above, and I noticed that Hoyle's tits were practically shining. As she came to the doorway out, I saw that her ass was almost reflecting light.

I realized that she was wearing some kind of oil or lotion that she must have put on herself while I was waiting for the doorway to open. I stood behind her and wished that I could rub my cock on that slippery ass of hers, but I knew that wasn't allowed.First Time Express Part 8: Septra фото

I noticed that she was also wearing some kind of white scarf that draped on her shoulders, with the ends of it just kind of dangling off of her.

Before she opened the door, Hoyle said: "I think you will like this room very much. The ladies are really into their character, and I will be to. Please play along with us, and when you get to the end, there will be some great playtime."

I thought I had put my boner into a resting state, but it was really wanting to get active again.

Hoyle slid open the doors, and I saw that there was a hallway. I saw that there were rooms along the hallway, and I had to admit this was the most normal train car that I had encountered since I had boarded this train.

I knew that in each of the rooms were places where the passengers would sit, and there were six of them along the hall with doors open with two closed doors at the end. In front of each open door stood one of the ladies that I had a unique first time with, and they were still naked. There were three on the left side, and three on the right side.

These lovely nude women were also coated with oil, and the lights above made them luminous. Even though I had seen them naked already, and even caressed their breasts, they looked even more heavenly with this coating they gave themselves.

Hoyle entered and raised her arms, and began her performance.

"The queen is mortally wounded. Only this man is able to save her. Before he sees her, he must be properly anointed."

Hoyle walked forward, and I noticed that the sections in between the room were decorated with hieroglyphics. They were definitely going for an Egyptian theme, that was for sure.

We passed in between Sixsa and Cinco. They smiled at me, and then they blocked me by outstretching their arms.

Both of them had something their hands. Sixsa held a crook, which I knew was often called a heka, with a hook on top. Cinco held a flail, or nekhakha, which had dangling beaded stands.

Hoyle turned around and took the crook and flail in her hands from the two ladies. She then said in a commanding tone: "Anoint his sides."

Something happened that I didn't expect, as Sixsa and Cinco walked up to me until I was sandwiched between them, with me facing forward while they were on my sides. They put their tits on my shoulders, and then slowly stooped down. Their oiled breasts spread that oil on the sides of my body, from my shoulders, to my arms, to my waist, then down my legs all the way to my ankles. I could feel their warm oil on my sides.

The angle of my cock increased by a few degrees.

Sixsa and Cinco then resumed their positions, and Hoyle beckoned with the crook and flail for me to continue to walk, and then stopped me when I was in between Treyla and Fouranny.

"Anoint his back," she said to the two of them.

Treyla and Fouranny then walked up, and took positions directly behind me. I could feel them put their breasts on my shoulders, and then used them to oil my back. They worked down to my ass, and the feeling that I got when their tits slid on my ass was like nothing I had felt before, which was saying something considering where I had been.

I could feel that oil all over my backside, and I was dripping. My cock just got harder and pointed more upward.

When Fouranny and Treyla were done, I thanked them, and wished I had thanked the previous pair. Hoyle then wanted me to come forward, and I stopped when I got in between Ace E and Two-Lina.

She then said the best words I had ever heard. "Anoint his front. Touch not the snake."

Ace E and Two-Lina took positions in front of me, but before they did, Hoyle did something I did not expect.

She took the crook and hooked it under my cock, which was an area that I thought she and all the ladies were avoiding on this trip so far. It was really one of the first times she had touched it, even though it was not touching flesh of any kind on our part. She then used the flail, and it covered it completely.

Then Ace E and Two-Lina rubbed their tits on the front of me, starting my cheeks and working their way down. They covered my chest, but those tits kept their distance as they passed by dick. By the time they had lathered me up, I was completely aroused, with my cock pointed straight up.

"He is fully anointed." Hoyle said, as she removed her flail and crook from my dick.

"It is time to meet the queen."

We walked to the hallway, and I saw that the lubed ladies were close behind. We stopped at the last two doors at the end of the hallway, and I could tell that she was going to open up the doorway. I imagined that there would be a "queen" there in the form of another new lady, and she was going to do something to me, but I didn't know what.

I couldn't wait, and couldn't take it, so I tried to play along with this to see if I could get some relief from my situation.

"Your honor," I said to Hoyle.

Hoyle was very surprised and turned around.

"Yes?"

"Before I meet the queen, I have to release. I really need to. I feel like I'm going to come just moving around here."

Hoyle looked me over, and knelt down and even put my cock in that crook thing. I actually thought she was going to jack me off, and I really hoped she would have.

"So be it," she said, "open the door."

She opened the door, and in this room was a small bed with a dresser. There was a naked lady on it, and her legs were spread open wide. She had short black hair that was probably a wig, and unlike the others, she didn't have any oils on her skin. She looked even more angelic than the others.

If they had told me to fuck her, I would have plunged myself into her and probably would have come the moment my cock was inside.

en they opened it, there was a new lady, and she was completely naked. She was covered with the same oils that they were from head to toe, and she looked so good to me.

Hoyle then walked to the foot of the nude woman's bed, and grabbed something that looked like some kind of "sacred jar". It was just some cheap prop made to make the room look more Egyptian. She held it in front of my cock as she knelt before me.

"Present your offering."

That was easy. I had some of that oil on my hand. I grabbed my cock and started pumping it, and stared longingly at Hoyle's oiled big tits. I couldn't tell me Hoyle was offended at this improve we were doing, but she played along and played with her tits while I played with myself.

Less than ten strokes later, I was coming, with the excess semen being collected by the jar. There really wasn't much of it as I thought there would be.

"Your offering is accepted." Hoyle decalred.

Once I was done squeezing the rest out, she took the sacred jar and put it on the floor by the bed.

"Well," said the woman playing the queen, "that was weird."

Hoyle wasn't certain what to do. She lightly tapped my ass with the crook and flail to coax me into the room.

"And now, we shall leave you."

Hoyle shut the door with a slam.

I walked up to the beautiful naked woman, and tried to act like I was in ancient Egypt.

"Greetings, your majesty. How may I serve you?"

"Oh, I like this. I mean, I am queen Cleo-Sept-tra."

I was taken out of the moment there, and I thought maybe I should suggest something, but wanted to remain in character.

"Did you say Cleopatra?"

"Well, yes, but I was just doing clever wordplay. I am actually Septra."

"Septra like seven. I see."

"I was thinking like scepter, or maybe even September, but that is technically the tenth month."

"Actually, it was originally the seventh month, but the calendar was changed..."

"Wow! You sound like you know a lot. I mean... you seem to know much stranger, who are you and how is it that you know so much?"

"I'm Thomas Hanover, and I'm from a wealthy family. I like to know things, which is probably why I wanted to ride the First Time Express. I mean... I come from far away..."

"Easy, Thomas, we've both stepped out of character... but... I think I really messed this up. To be honest, when Hoyle opened the door, she woke me up from a nap. Would you like to start over?"

I couldn't help but laugh.

"No. I guess I was just confused by this ancient Egyptian setting here."

"Yeah, it's all pretend. You probably don't pretend much, do you?"

"Actually, I pretend a lot. I pretend that I enjoy the life that I have, because I'm told that I should enjoy it. I pretend that I don't want sex all the time, when I do. Sometimes I actually pretend that I'm in situations like this, like something exotic with adventure, and yes, sex is often involved. I've never really told anyone, and most certainly never had a chance to act them out."

"Oh," said Septra, "well, then this ought to be a treat for you. Some men come in here and they just want to do the deed so they can move on to the next car. I thought maybe you were one of them, because it didn't look like you could wait."

"Yeah, I kind of worked myself up in the last car. I probably just should have released a little there, but I thought I should wait until later. There was one time when I held it in and... anyway, with all your friends rubbing me up with oil, I just couldn't wait anymore."

"I see. I'm guessing it will take a while before you can get it up again, right? Maybe it will help if we start the scene."

"I am a little confused by this set-up."

"Well, I'm sure you've figured out that you're in Egypt, ancient Egypt."

"The décor matches that. I wasn't certain about Hoyle's ritual with the anointing of oils. Just between you and me, it didn't feel that authentic."

"Well, you did like having oil rubbed on your naked body by naked titties, didn't you?"

"I did. I think the hieroglyphics are a nice touch too."

"Hey, you want to know a secret?"

Before I could answer, her naked body got up and walked up to the wall.

"We actually painted these ourselves. You can see that each picture represents the cars here."

I looked, and I noticed that in one picture, there was a man sitting in a chair while a naked woman danced before him. I then noticed that the next picture was a man sitting down while a woman pleasured himself in front of him.

"Hey, you're right."

"I thought you might appreciate that. Since we're in the seventh car, see if you can figure out what you're here to do."

I kept walking until I saw the sixth section, where a man was touching the tits of a mermaid. The next one showed a picture of a man lying down atop a woman and kissing her tits.

"I like this picture, and I want to do it. I noticed the pattern just repeats."

"Oh, you want to see if you can see what the other cars ahead of you have to offer? I could tell you, or you can just see how it plays out. Which would you like?"

"Well," I said, "let's play those scenes out."

"Come over here and we'll play that last drawing out." Septra bounced her tits as she laid back in bed.

"Gladly. So you are a queen."

"Not just any queen, I'm Cleopatra. Just ignore the wordplay I said earlier. I didn't mean to confuse you, but yeah, pretend that I'm Cleopatra."

"Okay, I know a lot about her. She is a fascinating lady of history."

"You know how she died?"

"She committed suicide. She took an asp to her breast."

"Hey, that's great. You're the first one that I didn't have to explain this to. You're actually doing better than most."

Septra then lay on the bed, and she stroked her tits. I got the feeling that I could be hard again.

"Now, you get to change history. You play someone like a physician from that time. You have to suck out the poison."

She then shook her tits in front of me.

"Oh. You mean I can..."

"That's right. You've got to suck my titties, just like the painting. And I want you to suck them good."

"Oh yes. Before I do that, is there anything that I'm not allowed to do. I don't want to do something that should be for later."

"Thank you for asking. You are unique, Thomas. Just keep that asp away from my mouth, tits, pussy, and ass. Do you know what I mean by asp? If you don't, I mean your dick."

"I see. I wouldn't want you to be poisoned again."

"Right. So come over here and suck my titties. The writing is literally on the wall."

She covered her pussy up with a blanket, and I laid atop her and spent time feeling her very soft tits, along with the nipples.

"Before I suck it out, will anything... come out?"

She giggled. "I'm not lactating. It can happen, you might get a drop. You should find out for yourself."

I then took that nipple in my tongue, and licked around it. It had kind of a chalky taste. I then latched on like a newborn baby. I did feel some warm liquid, but it could have been my own saliva.

I then switched to the other nipple, and sucked on that for quite a while. I felt my hips wanting to move, and I was rubbing up on her pussy hidden behind that blanket.

I then stopped and just rested my head in between her breasts. It was the softest pillow that I had ever rested on. If I kept my ear close, I could hear Septra's heartbeat.

"I think you're going to be all right," I said, trying badly to sound like a physician of that time.

I then kissed every inch on those glorious globes in front of me, and rubbed my face all over them, getting all in her cleavage.

"I don't know," she said, "there are some medicines on my dresser. I think you had better apply them."

I stopped what I was doing. "Medicines?"

"Just go over to the dresser. You won't be disappointed. Also, can you grab that hooky thingy and the tiny whip thingy?"

As I walked over there, I saw the objects she wanted on the dresser. "You mean the crook and the flail?"

"Not surprised that you know the proper names of those things. They certainly are on the hieroglyphics."

I grabbed the crook and the flail, but the only medicines that I found were some jars. I looked at them, and saw one contained cherries, the other whipped cream.

"Are these the medicines? They look like sundae toppings."

"What's your favorite?"

"Caramel." I said, finding the sticky treat in a jar.

"Bring it over here and apply it."

I brought all items over there, and she unexpectedly removed her blanket and spread her legs.

She then grabbed the crook and flail, and held up the crook to me.

"I'm going to put this in a special place. You can't touch it or what I put it into. Understand?"

She then got on her knees, and then she inserted the straight end of that crook inside of her, and I was surprised at how far it could go up there.

As she moaned with pleasure she said: "If you get to jack off, so do I. Why don't you rub some of that caramel on your tits and have yourself a treat."

I was so excited, I think my hands were shaking as I put it on. Her tits bounced in front of me, and I must have got drips of caramel everywhere.

"Now, suck it off," said Septra, "but while you're doing that, do you mind if I spank your ass with this flail?"

I wasn't certain of that. It kind of turned me on when Cinco did that, but I hadn't tried that with Sixsa or the others.

"I'm not sure."

"Tell you what, I'll do it once. If you don't like it, stop sucking my tits. If you do like it, suck all the more."

She then jacked herself off with that crook, and then I sucked off that sweet caramel for the tastiest treat I ever had.

As she slapped me with that flail, I was surprised how much it motivated me. I found that it made my dick even harder than it already was with each slap. I almost wished that I could rub up on her, but I settled for the mattress.

Eventually, the slaps got to be too much, and I ran out of caramel. I then backed off, and she did something unexpected. She slowly pulled the straight end of the crook out of her, and then flipped it so she inserted that hook end as far as it would go, which wasn't all that far.

She pushed that crook on her pussy, and was really pleasuring herself so much that she had to lie down. I decided that I wanted to join her, so I laid next to her, and since I still had a lot of that oily stuff on me, I used some drops of it and started to really jack off.

It soon became a race, and I was not surprised that she won. I was still going, wondering if I should even bother coming again in the same car twice.

After Septra's breath was normal, she then came around me and sat so her head was between her knees. She then dangled her pretty titties above me, and she even dabbed some caramel on them. I then lifted my head to lick off what I could on each nipple. Eventually, I did come, but very little came out of my cock.

"I can't believe I came twice in the same car. At this rate, I'm not going to have any seed to squirt."

"I think the ladies can get you stiff again."

"That's true. They usually do something when I'm done with the thing that I'm supposed to do."

"And you are definitely done. Can I call them in?"

"Please do."

Septa got up and got a bell out from under the bed. She waved it, and it made quite the loud noise.

A minute later, the door to this room opened, and Hoyle led the ladies in. They went to the dresser, and each started to take a bottle of the toppings.

"Come into the other room," said Hoyle.

Naturally, I accepted their invite and got up to leave, making certain to wipe off the excess semen on my belly. Hoyle provided me a small towel for that.

I crossed the hallway, and they opened the door to the next room. There was nothing in the room but a seat, probably leftover from whenever this was a passenger car.

I sat down, and Hoyle put another small towel on my lap, so my dick was covered. She then sat on my lap facing me so her tits were in my face. She then put some whipped cream on her nipples and said: "Thought you might want something to eat."

"Well, I have worked up an appetite."

I then sucked all the whipped cream off her nipples, and they were pointy and wet when I was done.

Ace E then took a turn, and put some cherry syrup on her tits. Sucking that off was pretty sticky, but I had wanted to suck on those since I first saw her nude.

Then Two-Lina came up, and she smeared her chest with lots of hot fudge.

"Uh, I'm not certain I can eat all that."

"Do as much as you can. I just want to feel you sucking my tits at last!"

I sucked as much as I could off, and it was messy. She then kissed me, and when she dismounted, she had Hoyle and Ace E eat up the rest.

I think my dick was wanting to have a boner again. When Treyla sat on my lap, she put some pineapple juice on her big titties.

 

I hesitated, and then I realized why. "Uh, you did clean my semen off of those things, right?"

"Well," she said, "you wiped off most of it with the dry towel, and I wiped off the rest with all that oil and lotion that we put on."

"Oh yeah," I said, "I had almost forgotten about..."

Before I could finish, Treyla put her tit in my mouth, and I was glad to suck on that. I could feel her rocking on my lap, and my dick came up to meet her pussy. If there wasn't that towel between us, I would have been up her pussy.

When Fouranny took a turn, she said: "Hey, I think I might have got you in trouble earlier. I never said I was sorry. Sorry about that."

Fouranny had strawberries on her nipples that she held in place, and then let go of them when my mouth got around them. These were good strawberries, and I licked off the residue on her boobs as well.

Cinco then stepped up. "Got a real surprise for you, laddie."

Cinco had put on some kind of syrup that congealed on her nipple. I had to use a little bit of teeth to get it off, and I ate it up and licked her titty clean.

Sixsa then walked up to me and I wasn't certain what she had at first, but it tasted like marshmallow. It was even stickier than the caramel.

When Septra came up to me, she had the caramel. I was definitely glad to do her tits again, but she actually put the caramel on my nipples. She then sucked my nipples, and began to kiss my chest.

She was kneeling in front of me, with her tits on my lap, and my cock was trying to get out from underneath the towel so it could feel those big mounds.

Septa shook her finger in front of my face. "Not yet," she said, "you'll need to go to the next car."

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