My Trip to Holland

My Trip To Holland
On the coach
I’m really looking forward to my trip to Holland. I’ve heard so much about how people are more liberated in Holland than we’re in the UK. Serina invited me over, for the week-end; saying I can stay with him, at his apartment, and hoped I didn’t mind sharing, as that’s done a great deal in Holland, premise’s being so expensive, they don’t buy, but rent, also there is an awful lot of water, everyone owns some kind of boat. I’ve accepted his kind offer, bought my ticket, also informing Serina of my date, place, time of arrival. I’m getting a little excited, but a little apprehensive travelling alone to such a naughty place by myself. All I know of Holland can be written on the palm of my hand, daffodils, sex, canal st, Edam cheese, and that’s it really. I can’t believe I’m going, to be honest the last time Serina and I met we were in London, he was asking for directions, and we ended up playing out my fantasy, which is the real reason I’m going, “I think”.
I’m writing from day to day, like keeping a journal, to keep a record of my event, en-route, keeping me occupied while travelling on the coach like today, I daren’t show anyone my writings my fantasy mind goes’ into auto drive when I’m bored; Like now. I can see this guy opposite me wriggling about in his seat; I know he’s got a stiff on, he said ladies first as I got on the coach; I could feel his eyes burning a hole in my panties, and running up and down my legs, he’s the sort of guy you have to lift his head when talking to him, constantly looking at my tits. I wonder is it true guy’s get a hard on every ninety minuets, I’d love to get the opportunity to sit on a cock, waiting to see if it rises or not. Anyway, I’m sat looking strait at him, when he finally got the courage to look me in the eye, taking his eye’s from my legs, working up to my bust, and then I smiled at him, he responded smiling back. I waved him over with a finger, wagging it at him, I could see him hesitate, but hell; were could he go, so he half stood up, and flopped next to me. Hi I’m Trev; nice to meet you Trev, you going far I asked. I’m going to Hull Alexander Dock, to catch a ferry, he said; so am I but it’s a boat, like ship on the brochure, not a small ferry. I saw you looking at me earlier I said, you need to hide the hot cock of yours, it’s sticks out, like a tent pole; when you’re randy. I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name; Arenas I said, sorry Arenas, hope I didn’t embarrass you. I placed my hand on his lap, don’t be sorry, it’s a compliment really, seeing a guy get stiff on, just looking at me, that’s why I waved you over, thought you might want to touch, I certainly want to touch that I said, moving my hand from his lap and placed it directly onto his stiff cock, I’ve never seen a man blush so red before. I did a quick spin of my head looking for passengers around me, we were quite alone in the middle of the coach, I dropped my head, unzipping his jeans, his cock popped out and I sank my mouth around it, sucking and licking furiously. Arena’s be careful baby I’m cumming’ no your not I said; not yet. I took his hand placing it in my bra, letting him squeeze my tits, his touch was soft till he felt my nipple, which was as hard as his cock. I started to suck again, Trev relaxed into his seat, and pumped his hips up and down slowly, not wanting to attract any attention. I’m trying to stay in rhythm with him, when he burst his load in my mouth without saying a word.

I had no choice really but to take his load, some slipping from my mouth onto his jeans, God I wished you had said you’re cumming, licking my lips, and wiping the cum from my face with a tissue. Trev just sat their tissue over his cock, and jerking every now and then, he was still shooting cum into the tissue. Trev you ok; I said. No I’ve been wanting to do that ever since I saw you Arenas, and just couldn’t stop myself, my cocks been up for hours, thinking of you, and it got out of my control. I had to admit he tasted nice, and his cock felt hot and thick in my mouth, so he did well really not cumming when I first touched his cock. What about me Trev, I’m wet, hot and these pants have got to come off, before I burn a hole in them. There is not much room for anything else than a quick blow job on a coach seat; said Trev, do you have a cabin on the boat, No I said; that’s ok I do, we can finish what we started on the boat.

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