The First Chapter of the Train
Chapter 1:
I awoke to the sound of the alarm. The clock revealed I'd been sleeping for 18 hours, not a problem considering the journey I had ahead. Taking a deep breath, I started the coffee machine while attending to personal matters in the bathroom. A brisk tooth-brushing, a quick trip to the toilet, and a refreshing shower concluded my morning routine. My expedition was scheduled to begin at 8:45 in the morning and would last an impressive six days. I dressed, packed my belongings, and finally checked out of my room.
The planet I was traveling to was known as QS-177-T to the scientific community and "Octavian's Survey" by the locals. Discovered by an Italian explorer, it was dedicated to Octavian, paying tribute to the man responsible for its discovery. Octavian's Survey was a significant stopover for galactic travelers, situated 25,000 light years from the galaxy's core. The long trips from the center to this remarkable planet required years of travel from the Sol, Sirius, and Barnard's Star, also known as "The Neighborhood."
Exiting the hotel, my eyes were drawn to our bus waiting patiently in the parking lot. I boarded the bus and made my way to the train station. That day, my task was to transport the train, "HHR Marina Jane," from the "Central Business District" to "Birch Slope," a city situated far northwest. I submitted my paperwork and obtained the necessary signatures.
The station's front desk clerk informed me that an experienced conductor named Tarsi would be joining me shortly.
Downpours accentuated the day's dreary state. Unfortunately, I couldn't perform a thorough inspection of the train, as it had already undergone a routine check by the station staff. However, a vast desert stretched before me, resembling France in size. Temperatures in this unforgiving environment reached a deadly 57-72 degrees Celsius. Malfunctions while navigating this inhospitable region would result in a tragic fate. Thankfully, everything was in order, allowing me to enter the locomotive's control cab.
I measured 3.5 meters in width and was dwarfed by the 3.5-meter-wide gauge tracks. This gargantuan locomotive boasted eight 50,000 HP Orion Heavy Brushless DC Traction motors and an overhead catenary supplying the necessary power. The lengthy locomotive consisted of 54 wagons, 20 of which boasted Premium Class, 10 boasted Business Class, and another 10 held First Class accommodations. The remaining 10 wagons carried cargo, 1 housed a kitchen, 1 was designated as a hospital, 1 powered the locomotive with a generator, and the final car acted as the train manager's quarters.
Soon after entering the locomotive, I stumbled across Tarsi, struggling with her umbrella on the platform. Entering the cabin, she hastily maneuvered her umbrella and closed it.
"Hey, I'm Tarsi," she introduced herself, her magnetic voice captivating me. It was impossible to focus on anything else but the thought of her unclothed body.
"Hey, I'm Sam," I replied, my eyes reluctantly tearing themselves away from her alluring cleavage.
"Can I change your clothes behind the battery pack?" I offered, anxiously pulling on the door marked "Push." A loud clang charged through the cabin. I yelped, knocking my head on something metal while glancing toward her laughing face.
"What? Have you never seen a woman before?" she joked.
Ignoring my embarrassment, I handed her a towel. "Be right back." I escaped from the room as she stripped off her soaked uniform.
With Tarsi's laughter following me, I proceeded to the control cab. A mishap with overhead cabling and the pulley system resulted in a blow to my head and an unforgettable "fuck!" The laughter drifting from the adjoining room suggested she was thoroughly enjoying the situation.
As I reentered the control cab, I heard her say, "Go." She slipped into her uniform and awaited my return.
I prepared myself to board my train, anticipating its departure. She stepped in, wearing a tiny T-shirt and a mini skirt, revealing potential glimpses of her chest due to its small size. The T-shirt was so small that an unexpected bump could reveal her breasts. Her skirt was so short that if she hadn't been wearing any underwear, her private area would be exposed.
She settled in her chair, picked up the communication device, and said, "CBD Central Tower, this is HHR Marina Jane requesting authorization for departure."
The CBD Central Tower approved our departure, setting the initial speed to 35 km/h.
Tarsi then told me, "Sam, you're the captain. Make an announcement." This time, her voice was more soothing, sensual, and confident.
"Good morning, passengers. This is your captain, Sam speaking. Welcome aboard the HHR Marina Jane, Heavy Haul Railway 311, traveling towards Birch Slope. Today, we're on the Heavy Haul Railway West track and will soon connect with the Express Track. Along with us is our friendly conductor... (Looking at her employee badge) Aline Tarsi, and our train manager, Stephen Hunter. We have a team of dedicated cabin crew members in each wagon. In 15 hours, we'll be passing through the Sarim Basin Desert, so our crew will prepare you for that adventure. Thank you."
I finished my intro and noticed that Tarsi was inputting station information into the computer. With the rocking motion of the train, her T-shirt lifted, revealing her erect nipples. She didn't seem bothered and wasn't trying to adjust her shirt.
I couldn't continue to watch this beautiful sight because the signal for the Outer CBD West Approach chimed in. I had to slow down for a while. Tarsi then asked, "OCBD-W Approach?"
"Yes," I replied.
With a follicle of embarrassment, she pulled her shirt down." Our estimated speeds are 75 km/h for 20 kilometers from OCBD-W and 200 km/h from EDA-SE," she said nonchalantly.
"Understood," I said and began to slow down at the station. Tarsi requested that I increase the window shade slightly, so people outside couldn't see her.
After departing, it was time for a non-stop journey. This required keeping the speed at nudge 4 for 20 kilometers, followed by full throttle for five hours. We had ample time to talk.
"So, what was the deal just now?" asked Tarsi after getting clearance from the Outer CBD West tower.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"You looked at me like you'd never seen a woman's breast before!" she exclaimed.
"No, it's not that. Yours are just more beautiful," I answered.
"Oh, so you HAVE seen breasts. I thought it was your 1st time," she teased, while still observing me.
"Are they natural?" I dared to ask.
"As real as it can get. My mother is from Antares, known for having some of the most gorgeous women in the neighborhood. She's originally from there," she said casually, making it sound like she was talking about a product.
"Talking about your mom like that seems disrespectful," I attempted to steer the conversation away.
"Nah, she's really proud of it. She said she conceived me in a gangbang," Tarsi bluntly admitted. This caught my attention and I blurted out, "Oh, a group affair," which made her giggle.
"Do you have condoms?" she curiously inquired.
"No," I shook my head in response.
"No problem, I've got my own plan B," she said.
"When?" I questioned.
"Down south in the Sarim Basin Desert. We'll both stay in the cabin for two days," she replied, sounding confident, arousing me further. However, I was more focused on controlling the train.
Tarsi returned to the backroom with a pleased smile, letting her hair down. She said, "Now, we'll have wild fun. You'll breed me right here." While seducing me, we reached the "NWCBD" signal post, and my instincts took control. I unexpectedly switched to highest gear.
A massive jolt shook the train, sending her falling onto my lap. Two powerful 50,000 HP motors roared to life, creating a jet-like noise. The display then showed a "wheelspin warning" message, but luckily, the remaining four motors were in "Rest Mode." To prevent further issues, I turned down the power. Afterwards, I noticed Tarsi hugging me and her breasts rubbing against my right cheek.
"What was that?" she demanded.
"Ah... muscle memory," I nervously explained.
"Muscle memory? Were you trying to race the whole trip?" she yelled.
I used to be a freight train driver. I'd never operated a train with so few cars before. The last time I was in the driver's seat, there were 500 wagons attached.
"Wow, really?" asked Tarsi.
"Definitely. I was the driver of the HFR Isambard Kingdom Brunel. It had 750 cars, each weighing 100 tons. The locomotive had the power to jumpstart the Earth's orbit."
Out of nowhere, Stephen Hunter's voice came over the intercom, "Cab, Hunter here. What's going on?"
Tarsi winked at me and replied, "The Power Utilization AI malfunctioned a bit. But don't worry, it's fixed now."
"Fine? It felt more like an earthquake," Hunter responded and disconnected the call. Tarsi then sat on my right thigh and asked, "What were you saying?"
"Power util..." before I could finish, she said, "Right, the breeding. I want to feel you inside me."
Finally, I gave in and pinched her left nipple. She moaned softly and said, "Be careful! You don't want to cause another malfunction."
I stayed quiet and continued fondling her breasts. She was moaning softly. Then, she suddenly said, "There's a tunnel ahead." I promptly switched on the IR radar and she moved towards me and mounted me. Then, I could feel her wet vagina and my penis slid into it. She didn't say anything, but instead hugged me and started slowly moving on top of me. I've had a lot of cowgirl sex before, but her light weight added something to the experience.
"Who are you thinking about, Sam?" she asked.
"Sh'Koven," I replied. She's one of the hottest porn actresses in the world. "And what about you?" I inquired.
"My mom and her boyfriends," she said.
It was comforting to know that it was just a casual encounter. I wasn't ready for a serious relationship. My engineering career was much more demanding of my attention.
"Hmm...," she was moaning and trying not to scream.
"Get down," I commanded urgently.
She got down from my penis and started pumping me with her hand. After a few minutes, I came and coated her palm with my semen.
"Phew..." she went back to the rear of the locomotive and returned a minute later with several tissue papers in her hand. She then wiped the semen off my penis.
"Focus now. We'll soon be in the countryside. There will be lots of free time after the driver change," she said.
"Hmm," I replied, giving the alert button a strong slap.
And so, the journey began. A massive train full of sexy and half-naked cabin crew, a cute girl as a conductor, and a possible driver change where two hot girls would be on the shift. I closed my eyes for a moment and increased the speed to 6.
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