Blowjob Express: Riding the Lustful Rails
The sun was blazing hot and pungent on the train as it pulled out of the station. I grabbed a seat in the car and my eyes had no choice but to get lost in my fellow passengers. The musky, leathery smell of the men drew me in, like a moth to a flame. Some of the men were exchanging knowing glances and subtle smiles, like they were in on some kind of secret. I quickly came to discover what they shared, and I too was soon a part of their secret. Welcome to Blowjob Express, a story about riding the lustful rails and getting my ticket to ride!
Table of Contents
- 1. Pre-Boarding Preparations: Serving Up Sinful Seductions
- 2. Climbing Aboard the ‘Train of Ecstasy’: Jumping into an Orgasmic Ride
- 3. ‘Choo Choo’, Here Comes the Express: Surfing the Steamy Rails
- 4. Final Arrival: Departing with a Climactic Taste of Euphoria
- Final Thoughts
1. Pre-Boarding Preparations: Serving Up Sinful Seductions
Arriving at the station:
My lover and I stepped onto the platform and were met with warm air that carried a hint of the night’s sinful pleasures. We had our tickets for the Blowjob Express, and I could see the glimmer of excitement in his eyes, just like in mine. The NSU-branded cars were lined silently in the train yard, and the smell of the tracks called to us.
Boarding and Preparing for Departure:
We moved into the nearest car, and the conductor began to make his announcements as we settled into our seats.
Our clothes began to evaporate as we went down the list of stations waiting for us that night—each more seductive and erotic than the last. We started our pre-boarding preparations, a checklist of intimate exploration that included:
- Predicament bondage
- Sensual biting and nibbling
- Deep throat teasing
- Exploration with hands, tongues, and toys
We were both hungry for each other’s pleasure, desperate to tear into each other and sink our teeth into each other’s genitals. I could feel the anticipation coursing through my veins as we prepared for a journey of sinful seductions.
2. Climbing Aboard the ‘Train of Ecstasy’: Jumping into an Orgasmic Ride
I slid open the gleaming, polished door of the anal-slicked train of ecstasy, aka, the Blowjob Express. The milky white lighting inside created a dreamy atmosphere of sensual pleasure as I stepped into my own private cabin of delight. Peering in through the doorway, I could see two perfectly-formed figures—one standing upright in the corner, and a second crouching over top—their tight, quivering bodies intertwined in unison with each other.
My eyes followed the slow, tantalizing movements—from the tips of their tremoring lips as they subtly met together, to their hands, which were greedily roving up and down each other’s backs in a frenzy of passion. The gentle rhythm of their breaths were like a high-speed locomotive rancorously rushing forth, leading them to be engulfed in a frenetic and intense sexual clench.
The train stopped, and I felt a mighty wave of energy and anticipation ripple through me – emboldening me to let go and get lost in the celebrations of orgiastic pleasure. With one hand on the slippery chrome line, and the other holding tightly to the straps of the lap-hugging leather seat, I braced myself as the whole carriage began to undulate with pleasure. My pulsing hunger for passion was deeply sated as I met their eager, moans and thrusts with my own. Pushing and pulling air fiercely and deeply, I coasted with them on a feverish journey towards an explosive, euphoric finish.
3. ‘Choo Choo’, Here Comes the Express: Surfing the Steamy Rails
The first stop on the express was full of surprises. I had been browsing on the train for hours, searching for a willing partner to jump on board and take a ride. Then, he appeared. Masked from head to toe, his figure more mysterious than anyone’s I had seen, and I knew right away he was the one I wanted to explore.
He wasted no time in getting to it, pushing me up against the wall and unbuttoning his trousers with one hand. My eyes grew wide with anticipation as he lowered himself between my legs and presented himself to the night. His lips brushing against my most sensitive zones, I felt myself stiffening beneath him, the sensation of pleasure growing deeper and deeper as he revealed masterful tricks of the trade. His tongue writhed and flicked over me, digging deeply into the heart of me as I moaned in passionate pleasure. Then, as I felt the eruption of pleasure rushing through me, he began to suck, drawing out all it was offering, an ecstatic explosion that had me trembling beneath his touch.
4. Final Arrival: Departing with a Climactic Taste of Euphoria
Arousal swelled within me as his touch ignited my skin, ripping through every nerve and cell, illuminating my entire body from within. His gaze blazing as his hands explored my body. We were intertwined together, his knee wedged between my legs, pushing, pleading against me. A deep primal hunger, we both wanted more, needed more.
A gentle tug of his lips and I released the final of my defenses against him. Cued to the rhythm of need, my fingers wrapped around him, urgent, knowing. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, fueled by sheer desire. His mouth finding my neck, my ear, my lips, the intensity ratcheting upward, rising towards a crescendo. I gasped as I felt the fresh sensation from his nomination, a raw need consumed me and I was no longer in control. In a sudden and explosive orgasm, the euphoria exploded, leaving us both euphoric and content.
Final Thoughts
It was an experience that he’d never forget – riding the rails of the Blowjob Express. It had taken him to new heights of pleasure and desire, and confirmed why people keep coming back for more. He was left with only one thought – this is what all the fuss is about. So may all those who ride the rails be blessed with a journey of sheer indulgence and complete fulfillment.
And now all that was left was to simply enjoy the ride.
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