Holding the [m]oan on the coach [f]rom Paris to London

I recounted this to somebody the other day who wanted to hear about an experience I’d love to repeat. To give some background, I’d just spent a week in Paris with my ex. It was her first time away solo. We’d seen the sights, ate well, and fucked a lot.

On the coach home, in the dead of the night, things spontaneously and somewhat surprisingly got a little hot..

We were no strangers to sex in public after having fucked a few times in a woods near her house, but this was another level.

To set the scene, the lights were off. Its an economy bus, the rows are relatively cramped – just barely enough space to stretch your legs. It was a pretty full coach, with the seats around us full. It was probably 3AM around this point, and everyone around us was fast asleep snoring or dozing. We were cuddled up as much as you can on those seats, with a blanket covering our laps.

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She was obviously horny and started to kiss me, going deep with tongue. I’m getting so turned on. We’re making out so dead quietly, trying not disturb anyone, and slowly I move her hand to my cock under the blanket on my lap.

I readjust, trying to make it seem as natural as possible- everyone around us seems to be asleep, but you have to be so very careful.
I manage to get my cock out and I’m rock hard. She grabs it and starts to stroke at a strong pace. I really have to try hard to keep quiet. I kiss her more, tongues wrapping together so sensually. It just turns me on more. I whisper in her ear that I want her to suck my cock.

It was so super risky. She rested her head down into my lap, trying to make it look like she was just lying it there, while in fact she’d actually slipped my cock from under the blanket and into her hot wet mouth. It felt fucking amazing.

So I’m there while she’s wrapping her tongue round my cock, bobbing her head a little bit, both of us staying as dead quiet as possible- we literally have people sitting in front, behind and to the side of us. It was heaven, my heart was pounding and my cock was straining.

As I’m getting close to cumming, she stops, and comes back up. Her jaw tended to ache quick when sucking. I kissed her hard as she covered my lap with the blanket again, and then whispered in her ear to please make me cum.

She started to jerk me faster as we kissed. Really fast- it really made me realise the difference between her normal hand jobs and now, when she needed me to cum as soon as possible.

I had to break off the kiss as I got to the edge, my whole body tensed up and I had to be so fucking quiet. I held my breath as I came hard. It was so fucking hot. The dirtyness of the situation, the hand job, it was all so much. The pulsing of my cock was intense, my cum shooting straight into the blanket, making a sticky mess between her hand, my cock, and it. She slowed and stopped stroking as I finished, brought out her hand and it was covered. She licked it off as she looked at me, then wiped the remainder off before she kissed me hard again.

I wiped up the rest with the blanket and chucked it in the daysack I had. I might get cold now but definitely no regrets.

Long coach journeys are generally unpleasant but I slept pretty fucking well after that..

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7vibpa/holding_the_moan_on_the_coach_from_paris_to_london