The coach trip. ( Story)

[owlman]

The coach journey from London to Aberdeen took around fifteen hours and was a lot cheaper than the train.
It's better to take the night coach as it's usually quieter and you don't generally meet the nutters, you know the ones, the bloke who sits beside you when there's loads of empty seats and insists on telling you about how aliens are taking over, or the one who suddenly announces that he's got a bomb in his pocket and pulls out a tin of corned beef!
Then theres the drunks, and the people who are really very rich or related to someone famous but look like they crawled out of a rubbish skip. Oh yes you meet all sorts of people on public transport, which is why I generally avoid it.
On a long coach trip I prefer the back seat, apart from being near the toilet it's usually quieter and on this trip it was to be very quiet as the toilet was out of order although obviously I didn't know this when I set off.
I sat watching the other passengers board the coach, there wasn't the amount you get on a day run so everyone was quite well spaced and able to relax.
So far nobody had boarded that had attracted my attention, not until now that was.
It was her outfit I noticed first, well anyone dressed in black calf length boots, skin tight black Spandex leggings and a tight black Spandex top is bound to get noticed, throw in the fact that she clearly wasn't wearing any underwear and well, there you go!
She made her way right to the back seat and asked if she could sit with me, slim built about five feet fall with long glossy black hair I was hardly likely to refuse her was I.
She said her name was Sally and she was going to Aberdeen to visit a friend, as it was a long journey she'd packed a bag with food and even some beers to make the trip a little better. Shortly afterwards the engine started, the door closed and we were off.
We chatted as the coach made it's way through London and onto the motorway, well to be honest she did most of the chatting and I listened.
About an hour later after we'd both had one of her beers we discovered that the toilet was out of order, quite a few people were looking a little uncomfortable and the driver agreed to stop at the next motorway service station where Sally and I along with several other people rushed to the toilets.
The driver said he'd stop at certain places on the route to use the toilets but he wouldn't be stopping at every services and cautioned everyone not to drink too much.
We had a little giggle over this and Sally said that perhaps she'd better not drink any more beer as when she needed to go there was no stopping her. I must admit the thought of her squirming in her tight black Spandex made my cock twitch a little.
After the previous comment I was surprised when she produced a bottle of wine from the bag, " it's quite strong so I won't drink as much" she explained, then added " after all I don't want to have an accident on here so I? "
Personally after what she'd said I was starting to hope she would, for some reason I felt she was secretly into kinky stuff and if I'm honest I would really like to find out.
As the wine went down she became more relaxed and rather flirty I thought, I complimented her on her outfit and remarked on how most women would probably not have worn a top so tight it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra! " Well to be honest I'm not wearing panties either" she giggled, then added " so how do you feel about that then? " I just smiled and said that if I was being honest I'd love a feel, then added, " but I'd leave it up to you to decide which bit I was feeling" , she leaned sideways lifting her right buttock off the seat, " ooh well start with this and see what happens" she replied seductively.
I ran my hand slowly over her firm ass cheek and gave it a playful squeeze " hmm very nice, any chance of feeling the other one too? She stood up and bent over the empty seat in front of us, " ooh go on then, but don't get me too excited, I'm sure I've had too much wine and we're not due a toilet stop for another hour and you wouldn't want me to wee myself would you! "
I very nearly said that if I was honest I wouldn't mind her weeing herself if it got her leggings off, I ran my hands over her pert bottom and she moaned a little, taking this as encouragement I allowed a hand to stray between her legs and when she didn't object I proceeded to gently massage her crotch.
After several minutes I was sure I could feel a dampness on the leggings, " I'm not making you dribble am I? I asked jokingly, " hmm well yes but it's not wee, but it will be if you carry on " she replied, I removed my hand , " I didn't tell you to stop did I? She asked teasingly, I resumed rubbing her crotch and this time slipped a finger in between her pussy lips for good measure, " if you're going to wee yourself we might as well make it worthwhile" I replied.
Her breathing became deeper and I could tell she was not far from coming. " God I bet those leggings are in a right state inside aren't they, I can feel how wet you are, and you haven't had a wee yet" I told her as I rubbed harder. My thumb found her clit, " oh fuck yes that's the spot rub header, faster, make me cream my leggings, make them all nasty inside" she begged.
I carried on hoping that nobody else would notice us, thankfully most people seemed asleep and she let out a loud gasp as she creamed her tight leggings before sliding back onto the seat, well onto my knee actually.
I wrapped one arm around her and began to rub her left nipple through her top, in seconds it was rock hard and poking through the thin black Spandex, it was obvious she was aroused.
She sat there in a dreamlike state for about ten minutes then squirmed a little, " oh fuck, I need a wee now" I said nothing and a few minutes later the squirming got worse, " oh fuck, I can't wait for the toilet stop, I'll wee myself before then and my other clothes are in my bag in the hold, imagine sitting here in wet pants for hours it's going to be horrible " she whimpered.
I reached down to her crotch and it felt very damp, I'm sure she was already leaking. I reached down further and slowly removed one of her boots then I pushed it between her legs and began to rub slowly, "here you go, just relax and let it go" with a huge sigh I felt the tension leave her body and the hissing sound confirmed that she was indeed pissing into her boot. Her crotch would dry eventually and at least she hadn't totally soaked her leggings.
I reached down and slipped the boot back onto her foot, she gasped a little as she felt the warm wetness on her foot and realised what I had done. " Well I guess I'll have to have a wet foot til the next toilet stop, still it's better than wet leggings " she giggled.
I was quite surprised that she hadn't complained about me using her boot as a toilet considering they looked fairly new and rather expensive, perhaps she had a kinky side, or perhaps she'd just discovered she had one
We settled down in the darkness of the coach, everyone appeared to be asleep now and we chatted quietly and drank the wine, when it was gone she went back onto the beers, after all, she reasoned, " it's not such a problem if I need a wee, and I do have two boots! "
Eventually we arrived at the services and the driver woke everyone up, there was a bit of a stampede to get to the toilets but we just ambled along slowly, partly because Sally was in no rush to use the toilet and partly as she didn't want to spill the contents of her boots.
She was giggling as she told me how the ladies toilets were busy but the men's was empty so she'd nipped in and tipped her boot into the sink then dried it a little with the hand dryer.
Back on the coach again and away we went along the motorway, pretty soon everyone was fast asleep and we were back to drinking and chatting. Eventually as she became a little drunk the conversation turned sexual and she said that she didn't have a boyfriend but did have quite a collection of ' toys' and she had them for every situation in fact she told me a story of how a couple of days earlier she'd gone to work with a love egg inside her and the controller had broken and she'd spent the last few hours of her shift with it buzzing away inside her, " you should have seen my panties, they were in a right mess" she giggled, then she added, " have you ever tried speaking to your boss on the phone whilst having an orgasm! " I had to admit I hadn't.
I was dying to fuck her by this point, all her talk had got me aroused and whilst she'd cum in her leggings I hadn't had any relief!
There were no lights on at the back of the coach and as I was fondling her tits I suggested she take her top off which she did and as well as feeling her tits I was now able to suck her nipple's which she seemed to really enjoy.
At one point she slipped off her boot and said she needed another wee and crouched over it, she wasn't bothered about weeing through the leggings, to be honest I think she actually enjoyed it.
As she was squatted over the boot she undid my jeans pulled out my cock and started to blow me!
Fucking hell I'm being blown on the back seat of a coach by a girl I'd only met a few hours ago, I almost shot my load. When I heard the hiss of her pissing into her boot a few minutes later that was it, I couldn't hold back and shot my load into her mouth. She swallowed and smiled, " hmm, I think someone likes me weeing in my boots, I wonder what other kinky stuff you like? "
Toilet stops came and went as the coach headed northwards, we were groping each other like teenagers and she was telling me about all the kinky stuff she'd done with her toys, by now I was horny as fuck and would have given anything to have shagged her
She was telling me about her collection of butt plugs and how she had them in various sizes when we arrived at a toilet stop, as we were now only four hours from Aberdeen it was the last stop but one and hardly anyone got off.
We were on the move again and she decided to eat the last of the food she'd brought with her, she'd eaten quite a bit during the trip and as far as I knew she'd only had a wee at the stops.
All the talk about butt plugs had got me more than a little interested, I mean, she had a lovely tight little arse and I could just imagine what it would feel like to slip my cock up it.
A short while later much to her embarrassment she let out a series of short rapid farts, I joked that it sounded like a machine gun, she looked a little uncomfortable but said nothing. A bit later and she glanced at her watch, " oh we should be at the next toilet stop in about twenty minutes, thank god" she exclaimed shifting uncomfortably in her seat.
I looked at her and grinned, " oooh, not going in your boot this time then? " She had a rather pained look on her face and replied that it might get a little messy as she needed a ' number two ' this time. She got more uncomfortable as the journey continued and by the time the services were in sight she appeared to be sweating a little, they say there's nothing worse than the last few minutes when relief is almost there, so near but so far away.
I could see her now clenching her pert buttocks together clearly she was in some discomfort then disaster struck, the services were closed for some reason and the coach continued on up the motorway.
She swore quietly under her breath and I realised she was in some serious discomfort and probably couldn't hold out much longer. " I bet you wish you had a Butt plug now don't you " I said as I watched her squirming. She didn't smile as she looked at me, " quick, get your pants down " she gasped. I undid my jeans and slipped them down at which point she dragged down my underwear, straddled my knees and dropped her leggings, I was a bit embarrassed as I had an erection but she just smiled, " thank god you're ready, now slip it up my arse before I fill my leggings" she gasped as she began to lower herself onto my cock
She was tight and it felt great when I was finally fully in and she just sat there I could tell from the feeling in my cock that she was very full
" Now I'll wiggle around a bit if you want me to but you've got to keep hard until the next toilet stop or I'm in serious trouble I don't think you want me doing that in my boots do you "
I grabbed her slim hips and told her to move slowly up and down then replied, " I'll do my best but if you do mess your leggings it's not the end of the world"
She wiggled around on my cock for a while as I thought about anything apart from sex in an attempt to avoid cumming, then it happened! " Arrrgh fuck, fuck fuck fuck" she gasped and I realised that my thighs were wet, warm and sticky, she'd cum all over me, it was too much and I gripped her hips firmly and pulled her down hard as I emptied a massive load deep in her arse, then to my horror my erection just went.
I felt myself slipping out of her tight little arse and heard her yelp in alarm, no doubt something else was emerging as well.
I pulled the tight leggings back up and held her watching the growing bulge in the back, she was really filling them.
When she'd finally finished she turned to face me , her eyes full of tears, " oh why did that have to happen? I really liked you and now it's ruined, nobody wants someone who does it in their leggings" she sobbed.
I turned her so she was facing away from me, bent down and removed one of her boots, I eased her leggings down over the boot and there was a dull thud as the large load landed in the boot, I pulled her leggings back up and slipped the boot back on her foot. Pulling her onto my knee I smiled at her, " I think the first thing we need to do is buy you some new boots when we get off this coach, and then it'll be time for lunch, you can stay in my hotel room, I always book a double "
She smiled as she wriggled her foot in the boot " well if we're going to do this again I think I need knee high boots "