The Rugby Trip

By DJH In UK

Published on Jan 21, 2006

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The Rugby Trip {bi ws} by djh_in_uk

Dave had been looking forward to this job ever since his boss had told him about it. He had to drive a rugby team from the University to a match in a town south of Manchester. Ordinarily not an attractive prospect, especially the return trip; driving a group of hairy-arsed beer monsters through the Peak District. Except this was different; it was a women's team.

When he told his girlfriend of how he was going to spend his Friday evening, there had been a glint in her eye and of course she offered to come along on the trip to "er, keep you out of trouble". So, when the team boarded on Friday afternoon, they found Kay occupying the front seat, though with plenty of room for them in the rest of the coach. Eighteen girls, all at or about 20 years old, and in the peak of fitness. Also in the party was their trainer, Alan, who was also a student and equally as fit as the girls. Finally, there was Sally, who was a little older and was a member of staff at the Uni who was co-ordinating all the arrangements.

Whilst the rest of the team were wearing baggy sport kit as they boarded, Sally was wearing a T shirt and jeans. As she climbed the steps onto the coach and said Hi to Dave, he noticed it was a particularly tight T shirt and she had the figure to carry it off. As was his habit to check, he couldn't help but notice the tell-tale outline of rings under each nipple. The fact wasn't lost on Kay either, and it couldn't be a coincidence when she leaned forward from behind Dave and stuck her tongue in his ear! No wonder Dave started the journey with a hard-on!

Sally & Alan chose to take the other front seat across from Kay. The two women immediately caught each other's eye, and when Dave explained Kay's presence on the trip, Sally greeted her warmly - and the conversation barely stopped all journey.

The outward trip to the game was pretty uneventful. Most of the team were reading or listening to the inevitable iPod. They were all clearly "up" for the game, which Sally said was "make-or-break" for the league, as it was close to the end of the season. They said the opposition were a good team, but our girls were better!

Being late May, it was a warm day, the team were all drinking plenty of water to keep their hydration up, and it was a pleasant run through the hills. As they passed, Dave noticed a large lay-by in the middle of nowhere, making a mental note of it as he had a feeling they wouldn't get home without a stop on the return - call it coach driver's intuition.

The match was really entertaining. As Sally had predicted it was a great game, hard-fought and full of incident. Though it was touch-and-go at one point, a last minute try by Ali, the small but perfectly-formed left winger, brought the victory to the visitors.

"Ooo, to be a fly on the wall in the shower room...", Dave had said to Kay, for which he received a playful grab of the balls. There was no doubt the atmosphere in the dressing room would be euphoric and Sally had warned them it wouldn't be an early departure from the ground. It was traditional that the teams would have a drink together in the clubhouse, and it was inevitable the beer would flow.

Not wanting to sit drinking Coke while watching everyone else have a good time getting lots of beer inside them, Dave decided to go back to the coach, leaving Kay with Sally, Alan and the team. He'd not been on the coach long and the light was just starting to fade as Alan and Kay approached. Kay was holding Alan's hand and, if not quite dragging him, was certainly leading him less-than-willingtly, to the coach.

They got on and Kay said with a huge grin in her face; "Go on, tell him what you told me".

Alan didn't quite know where to look as he stuttered, "I don't know why I said it, it must have been the beer talking".

"Well I'll them him, then", Kay helped out. "He told me that he thought you were hunky and that he'd like to know what you've got in your pants. I told him it was big and tasty and he should try it for himself. That's when he lost his bottle!"

Dave laughed, but Alan was still not sure how, what had meant to be a private thought, had somehow slipped out. "Well if you're so bothered about him finding out", Dave said to Kay, "you'd better get it out and see if it tempts him. I reckon it'll be a while yet before the party breaks up in there and we have to go".

They went a few rows back in the coach where no-one in the car park was going to be upset if they should look over at the coach, as Kay pushed Dave into a seat and got busy with his buckle. Alan had followed them down the gangway and say opposite as Kay pulled out Dave's cock and began licking his knob. As she set about her task and Dave's cock hardened in her mouth, she shifted her body so she could look Alan in the eye as he watched intently. Dave rubbed the nape of her neck with one hand as Kay continued to slowly suck and lick his cock, and with his other had he reached out to Alan and invited him across.

Unable to let his reservations get in the way any longer, Alan reached across and grasped the base of Dave's cock. Kay was all to willing to make way and left the cock sucking to Alan, choosing to move up and kiss Dave, passing on the taste of his pre-cum. Whilst the kiss was good, the feeling of another man's mouth on his cock was intense. After one more quick kiss, and a tweak of his nipple on the way back down, Kay returned to watch the action.

Pulling his trousers down, Kay got Dave to stand up and face Alan, giving him even better access to his cock, and more to the point, allowing Kay to pull his arse cheeks apart and dart her tongue into his pucker hole. Dave was in heaven already and, not really knowing where this was going, or how long they'd got, he said to Kay, "I hope you've got a condom in your bag, `cos this bus isn't going aywhere until Alan puts his cock inside me!". He looked at Alan, who had a big grin and said that suited him.

Kay went and got the packet as Dave decided it was his turn to taste Alan's cock. As the monster with the flat head surrounded by wiry pubic hair appeared into the fresh air, it was less than a second before it was engulfed by Dave's mouth. He reached between Alan's legs and gently cupped his ball sac, reaching back and pressing against the base of his cock, drawing out a healthy dollop of pre-cum. Kay had arrived back by now so Dave, with some difficulty, left the cock and locked slimy lips with the willing recipient, sharing Alan's fluids with her.

Dave gently wanked Alan's cock as Kay rolled a condom onto it, before turning round and kneeling on the coach seat, pushing his bum into the air. Alan manoeuvred behind him, standing in the aisle and Kay ducked underneath and took Dave's cock into he mouth. Alan pushed a finger into to Dave's hole and rubbed some of the lube Kay had fished out of her bag inside Dave's sphincter, which produced a gasp. Quickly he replaced his finger with the tip of his cock and slowly pushed forwards. At the same time Dave pushed back and Kay abandoned her sucking to get a closer look as Alan's big cock pushed further inside.

Pausing briefly as Dave's gasps became a bit sharper, the was not Alan's first time inside a man. As his arse became more accustomed to the intruder, Dave pushed back again. Alan took this as his cue and began a slow by rythmic pumping. Having seen her man fucked by another bloke before, Kay knew this wasn't going to last for long, so back under Dave and took his cock in her mouth again.

Sure enough, after only a few minutes, Dave's panting gave way to a low groan and Kay's mouth began filling with his spunk. With Alan still humping away at his arse and Kay milking his cock of sperm, Dave was not really on this planet - so he really didn't register the fact that another pair of eyes were watching over the back of the next seat. Alan had seen Sally get on the coach and wasn't unduly worried. It was not a secret among the team that he was Bi, and it'd probably been a bet among them whether he'd end up fucking the bus driver!

"Do you want my load?" Alan asked. Three voices said Yes! Alan pulled out of Dave's arse and Kay, her face smeared with jizz, sat up. Dave shuffled forward & turned round and all three faces met in front of Alan's cock. A brief flicker of surprise, recognition and acceptance crossed Dave & Kay's faces - just as the first spurt of spunk hit Kay's nose, Dave's eye and Sally's open mouth. being happy to share, Alan jerked his cock and made sure all three of his willing targets got their share.

"Ooo, gotta piss now", Sally said, "too much Pedigree". Dave made a mental note to compliment her on being a real ale fan but said "not on my coach!". "mmm, ok, good point" Sally agreed and headed back to the front of the coach. "I'm coming too" added Kay, both of them still with Alan's cum on their faces. Dave pulled his trousers up and Alan's now diminishing cock was stuffed back in his pants. They then followed the ladies off the bus and round the back.

Between the side of the coach and the car park wall there was a strip of grass and a bench seat - which would be more attractive to sit on when there wasn't a 53 seat Volvo parked there! Sally was in the act of pulling her jeans down and squatting - not expecting, but neither objecting, having an audience. "Well if you're going to watch, I guess I'd better do it properly", she said. She pulled her jeans all the way off and stood with one foot on the back of the bench, her pussy gaping wide for all to see.

Her stream of straw coloured piss began as a trickle, dribbling between her pussy lips and down the inside of her thigh. As Sally reached down to spread her lips, the stream strengthened and jetted out in front of her. Unable to resist, Kay reached out let it flow over her hand before licking Sally's piss off her hand. Still in mid flow, Sally reached for Kay's hand and helped her lick it clean.

Kay said the beer she'd drunk was also ready to make a reappearance and Sally said she'd be delighted to make it's acquaintance! She pulled off her T shirt, revealing a beautiful pair of breasts, adorned with silver ball-rings hanging from each nipple. Dave couldn't resist going and having a closer look, with his tongue of course, as Kay pulled up her skirt and pulled her panties off. With Sally sitting on the bench, and Dave's face busy appreciating her breasts, Kay imitated Sally's earlier pose and put her foot up on the bench. Her cunt was hovering over Dave's head and facing Sally's face - with the inevitable result that Sally leaned forward and began to lick at Kay's pussy.

Unable to hold the contents of her bladder any longer, pushed over the brink by Sally's talented tongue, the piss almost exploded from her slit. It jetted over Sally's face, some of it disappearing into her open mouth to be greedily swallowed, but much of the salty piss drained down onto Dave's face and hair. Suddenly a second jet of piss was directed into Sally's face as Alan found the need to empty his bladder too. Sally turned toward him, taking his jet directly in her mouth and swallowing more piss, as the remnants of Kay's stream bouncing off her cheek. Dave looked up and licked the mix of piss and cum off Sally's chin...

There was a flash. And a cheer. The four horny souls snapped out of their lust and realised the flash was a camera and the cheer, of course, was the very happy, and more than a little pissed, team. Kay dropped her skirt and Dave looked round, hugely embarrassed. Sally simply said, "fuck off, the lot of you and get on the bus!" as Alan calmly put his cock away once more. "Come on, let's get going" he said.

As the team boarded the bus, Sally simply pulled her T shirt on over her piss-wet chest, causing it to cling obscenely - there was certainly no doubt about her nipple rings now! As Dave walked toward the coach door, Ali, the small winger, held a towel for him.

"I guess you need this", she said with a sly grin, "make sure I get it back, though!".

She then pointed the camera at him and the flash caught Dave's curious expression of embarrassment, lust & curiosity - not to mention his wet face.

Dave towelled Kay & Alan's piss from his hair. It was a warm night, and the way the beer continued to flow (first-hand, this time) he was pretty sure no-one would be bothered about his odd choice of shampoo! He followed Ali on to the coach and closed the door...

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