First Time Express Part 9: Octava

Before I went to the next railroad car, I waited for Hoyle to go ahead of me, like she usually does with all the other lovely naked women that I had my first times with.

"This time, Thomas, we want you to go ahead of us."

"Really? Normally you do that thing where you drop me off, and then the new lady takes over, and somehow you and that gals come back... and then there's like a whole new thing there..."

"We will rejoin you later, but I think it's best you step into a world of fantasy all alone."

"I think I've been in a world of fantasy when I first got on board. I mean, you really went all out with this Egyptian theme on this railroad car, so are you saying the next car is even better?"

"It definitely takes the fantasy to another level. Did Septra show you the hieroglyphics, and the pattern?"

"Yeah, each one corresponds to what you ladies have done to me in the other railroad cars, right? I noticed that the pattern stopped with seven, so I couldn't see what was in car number eight or beyond. Maybe I didn't want to see what's ahead."

"That pattern of seven was only in that room. There is another one here in the hallway..."

Hoyle pointed to the hieroglyphic in question. I was having a boner trying to come back since I had already came twice in this railroad car, but my cock got harder at the sight of this illustration at what was going to happen.

"Okay, I'm ready."

When Hoyle opened the door, I realized this was the first time I crossed between the cars on my own. It used to be one of the ladies went before me. It was pretty clear they knew I could do it myself.

I said goodbye to the other naked ladies and my naked self stepped over the gap to the next railroad car.

This railroad car was interesting, as it was a large open space. It was alight by these tiny white, yellow, and green bulbs that hung from the ceiling on thin wires, creating an effect of fireflies.

For some reason, there were giant flowers, made of some kind of artificial materials. There were also huge blades of grass. I noticed that there was a giant paper-mache boulder, but I got the feeling that it was supposed to represent a smaller-sized rock.

I guessed that I was supposed to interpret this set as a smaller scale, as if I had entered into this railroad car and had somehow been miniaturized to a few inches tall. I think I was also supposed to be in some kind of wilderness or forest, and the set was pretty good at taking me out of the train setting even with all the moving around that the railroad cars would do.

Then a woman came to me, and she was very heavy-set, like a woman in an old art painting. She was topless and had some very big tits, and wore a green sequined thong. On her back was a pair of fake wings that were tied on, and she carried a wand.

"Hello? Thomas Hanover?"

"Oh, you know who I am?"

She nodded."Do you know who I am?"

"Well, since you ladies have names that are numbered like playing cards, and you would be the eighth, I would say that you would have some name based on some variation of eight. Maybe something like Octo, like Octavia?"

"Close! I am Octava."

She walked up to me, and I couldn't help but stare at her bouncing tits. She noticed that I was staring as well. She even cupped her tits and started lightly bouncing them in her hands.

"You like what you see, don't you? You know that you're going to do more than see them, right? Do you know why you're here?"

"Well, in the last car, there were some hieroglyphics that showed what happens in each car, and the last one..."

"You'll have to remind me what it showed."

"Let's see. There was a woman, and I think she was sitting down. Then there was a man in front of her, and his... penis, was out, and it was touching her..."

"Tits? That sounds about right. I am the titty-fucking fairy."

"Really? You're a fairy?"

"Were the wings and the wand not clear?"

I had to admire this lady's sense of humor. "So, do you grant wishes?"

"I suppose some types fairies do that. If you're wish is to be titty-fucked by me, then yes! Would you like to make a formal wish?"

"All right, Octava, I wish to receive a titty fuck from you!"

"Whoa, you had one wish, and you used it on that? I would have titty-fucked you without wasting a wish. So much for giving you eternal youth or riches."

Again, she had a sense of humor that was something else. "Okay, Octava, you're hysterical."

"All right, so have you ever been titty-fucked before?"

"I don't think I would be here if I was..."

"Right. This is the First Time Express. Boy, that was a dumb question. Sometimes I forget the order we do with these cars. This is like the third of the titty cars, right? Oh, maybe I shouldn't have said that."

"It's okay, Hoyle already told me that you guys call them that."

"Oh good. Why don't you show me what you did to them in the last two cars?"

It took me a while to figure out what she meant. I lifted my arms to her breasts, and waited for her approval. She nodded, and I touched them. Then I started to feel them, getting my fingers in her cleavage and playing with her hardening nipples.

She then hugged me, and I sank my head into her huge titties, and started to suck those nipples hard. Her tits were so hard I felt like she could crush my head between them, and I would not mind dying that way.

Not only that, my cock was right up against her crotch. I was poking at her vagina, and loving it. The sequins on the thong were kind of pinching me, but for some reason, I didn't mind.

She then backed off. "I would like you to do something for me."

"Anything."

"Really? I thought I was supposed to make your wish come true. Anyway, I want you to grab the base of your dick, put it in between your fingers, and make it wiggle for me. Can you do that?"

It was an easy request, and I wondered why she wanted me to do this. It felt and looked funny. It reminded me of those springy things that are screwed into the wall to stop a door from opening too far.

"Good," she said as she dropped to her knees, "now, I want you to take that dick, and use it like a whip, all over my tits."

I did that, and it was quite something. I made certain to hit that part near the tip that was really sensitive.

I then just kind of dragged my dick across her titties, and when I got to her nipple, I started to rub up against it. It was quite something.

"Feels like magic, doesn't it? Speaking of magic, would you like to see me make your dick disappear?"

"As long as it's not permanent."

"Okay, now who's hysterical? Come here."

I walked up to her and she took her big tits and stuck my dick in between. Just being within the warmth of her tits felt so great. I was getting very hard.

"Okay, Thomas, just to let you know, I'm only permitted to touch your cock with my tits."

She then moved her tits so the head of my cock would pop out, and then disappear within those wonderfully warm mounds.

"I'm pretty sure that's all I want."

"Just want to clarify. There are a lot who want to take advantage of this. Like they want me to suck the top of it, but you won't get that from me."

"So, maybe the next car?"

"Oh, someone can't wait. Speaking of not being able to wait, you're more than welcome to help out."

"You mean... like this."

I started moving my hips, like I did when I was dry-humping the other ladies. However, this felt a little different, as there was enough sweat and lotion to keep it feeling like I was wet-humping. Either way, it felt good.

"That's good," she said, "is it good for you?"

"Very," I said.

"Good. I want to try a little something."

Octava then stretched her hands around my ass and grabbed me tight. Her tits were sandwiched by her arms, and my dick was in the middle of it all. I kept moving my hips, and I liked how her fingernails were poking my ass.

"Still good?"

"Yes, but I don't know if I can come like this."

"This doesn't arouse you enough?"

"It's not that. In the last car, I came twice. It is going to be a lot to do it a third time, or how many times its been since I got on the train. I'm pretty certain I can't do it standing up this time.."

"All right, let me know when you're getting pretty close."

I did, several minutes later, and she had me lie down on the ground. She then knelt over me, and put her tits around my dick. She then squeezed them together and went up and down. She would add lotion from time to time to make them slippery.

I then remembered something. "Can I come on your tits? I kind of got in trouble the last time I did that."

"Ah yes, Treyla likes to give that option, and she probably shouldn't. Yes, feel free to do the whitey-white squirty-squirt on my titty witties."

I thought I would never come, but I finally succumbed. There was very little goo that came out, but it still make a slightly sticky mess on her tits.

"Oh my God," I said, "every time I do it, I think I can never get hard again."

"But then you do. I can help you get hard again."

She was touching my cock, but there was nothing but soft.

"How?"

"You can titty fuck me!"

What happened next was something that I never expected. Octava stood up, and she then peeled off her thong, throwing it in my face. She then straddled my chest, and I thought that she was going to shove her clearly wet and hot pussy in my face.

Instead, she rubbed her pussy on my chest, right on my ribs. She was rubbing herself on me, and her massive tits were bouncing on my head. In some cases, it was a bit too painful, so I grabbed her tits and held them steady as she was pleasuring herself on me.

Since I had her tits and didn't really have anything to do, I decided to play with them, and eventually start sucking the nipples.

It would really take a lot for me to get hard by this point, even with all the erotic things she was doing on me. She then shifted from fucking my chest to placing her clitoris on my hard nipple, and rubbing herself on it.

At that point, the door opened, and Hoyle entered. It reminded me of the time when I was dry-humping Fouranny, and it looked like I was actually fucking Fouranny from behind.

In this case, it looked like I was giving Octava oral sex, which I'm pretty certain I was not allowed to yet, at least in this railroad car.

"What are you doing, Octava?"

I was hoping there wouldn't be a repeat of all that suspicion. This time Octava didn't try to beg for any forgiveness that wasn't needed.

"I titty fucked him, and now he's titty fucking me."

Hoyle walked around us closely, seeing how Octava was doing it.

"You only need that one nipple, right?"

Hoyle then stooped down, and she put her cunt on my other nipple. She then followed Octava's pattern of rocking back and forth. They were kissing each other and slamming their tits together while trying to bring themselves to orgasm on my chest.

I couldn't believe this, and the other girls encircled us and cheered us on.

Octava finally came, and she stumbled off of me and allowed the pleasure to take her.

I was not surprised when Two-Lina tried to take her place. As Two-Lina grabbed Hoyles tits and tried to suck them as she rubbed her pussy on my chest, Hoyle lightly pushed her off.

I felt a little relieved to have these women off of me, as I was beginning to feel smothered.

"Okay, gals, line up!"

The ladies then line up, and they jutted their tits out, including Hoyle, and eventually, Octava.

"Mr. Hanover," said Hoyle, "it would appear that your cock is soft once more. We would like to see if we can't harden it again?"

As I got up, I asked: "How so?"

Octava then spoke up. "Take your dick and rub it up against our tits. All of them."

I started with Octava, and stuck out my limp dick. I then smacked her tits like she asked me to earlier, but instead of being a hard whip, it was a real limp noodle.

She then motioned with her head to move on to the next woman, who was Septra, and it looked like they had lined up in some kind of numerical order.

By the time I got to Treyla, it was hard once again. Two-lina wanted me to really rub it in, and didn't really want to let go. Ace E did a few titty strokes on it, and when it reached Hoyle, she seemed quite pleased to have my cock between her very large tits. I had wanted to do that for a while.

I knew I wouldn't be able to come standing up, even with Hoyle reaching around and grabbing my ass. Then having all the women gather around me and touch me in all the good places.

"All right ladies," said Hoyle, "I think Mr. Hanover is done in this car. Time for him to move on."

I couldn't help but wonder what could possibly be next.