I had just turned twenty one and I was going to take a year out before taking up an offer to study Advanced Business studies, Administration and Accountancy at Trinity College Dublin. my aunt Jane (who is only ten years older than me) asked me if i wanted to join her on a travelling holiday through Europe, I agreed immediately and was really excited about it as she is the life and soul of the party, some of her exploits that she had revealed to me really made my hair stand up.
We spent the next few weeks during our spare time planing our route and discussing the city's we would like to visit and the looking at the various transportation links. Having agreed that we would use mostly train and motor coach apart from the occasional ferry we were reddy to book our trip.
I knew from what she had told me that Jane was a total flirt and a bit adventurous with her various boyfriends and conquests. She totally amazed me one evening after more than a couple of glasses of wine when she said "there's only one rule on this trip and that is we can't move on to the next city until we both get ourselves laid and what goes down in Europe stays in Europe.
Now I was not the most experienced of girls in the sex department but had my moments, although my lack of experience was more than made up with my enthusiasm to learn.
We decided that the first leg of our journey would be from our home in Dublin to Madrid via London and Barcelona.
Travelling on the night coach from Dublin and then catching the Eurostar from StPancras to Paris, transferring to the high speed train to Barcelona and on to Madrid. Stoping for a couple of days in each city to take in the sights.
Jane whispered to me as we were waving goodbye to my parents at Dublins central bus station, three capitals in five days, that's at least six fucks between us I hope you are ready to get yourself laid. You have no idea how turned on the anticipation of that made me.
We settled into our seats on the coach after loading up with essential supplies for the journey. The coach Was not too full and there was plenty of room to stretch out.
It was only a short ride to the ferry port.
We were on time and everything was going smoothly. When we got on board the ferry Jane wasn't long in exchanging pleasantries with some of the passengers from the coach.
The trip was about three and a half hours, so Jane wasted no time in tanking up on a couple of bottles of red wine and chatting up all the guys who looked like single travellers.
After a while Jane said she was going to the duty free with a guy she had been chatting to.
A fit looking guy that I had seen on the coach came over and started chatting, it was just small talk and soon we were being called to board the coach on the lower deck. I looked round for Jane but no sign of her, my co passenger said his name was John and he was going to London for a summer job. Still no sign of Jane.
We boarded the coach and the visor and watertight door on the boat opened just as the last couple of passengers appeared.
Jane was a little out of breath as she sat next to me. Well, she whispered to me with a dirty smile on her face "if Holyhead is a capital city and giving a blowjob is sex then it's one-nil to me.
Holyhead is not a capital city I said, it's nothing more than a small town where the ferry from Dublin docks, but I will give you a one for sheer effort.
After a while Jane said I need some Kip and moved to an empty pair of seats, I was half dosing when I felt somebody's hand moving up my tea shirt from between the window and my seat, I knew it was John and I moved slightly closer to the window and soon he was cupping my Brest with his hand.
After a few minutes he slid back his hand and moved into the seat beside me, I said I need to go to the loo and moved out, whilst I was in the toilet I took off my bra and returned to the seat. John had moved into the window seat and put a jumper over his lap.
I sat beside him, the lights on the bus were in night mode and it was quite dark. He immediately started to fondle my breasts again, after a few minutes he moved my hand under the jumper and I could feel his hard cock poking out from his shorts, he said "why don't you release the prisoner"?
I took out his manhood and it felt lovely in my hand he was pinching my nipples with his fingers and I was starting to think I was going to orgasam there and then.
After a few minutes he gently but firmly pushed me down towards his lap covering my head with his jumper. He didn't have to tell me what he wanted as I took him into my mouth and started to feast on his lovely cock, it felt silky and smooth as it entered my mouth his forskin retracting to reveal his head. It was not to long before he started to become very focused and thrusting a little faster as ejaculated his load into my mouth there was several long spurts that I was barley able to swallow in one mouthful, with some leaking out and down the inner side of my tea shirt, this followed by several smaller smaller but welcome spurts.
He said sorry for not warning you as he softened slightly but stayed semi erect as if getting ready to fuck my mouth again I held him in my mouth for some time swirling my tongue around his head for a moment before extracting myself from under his jumper. I said it's ok I was ready for it.
He said wow that was fantastic I would really like to see you again when we get to London.
A little time later as we were slowing down in the early morning London traffic Jane finally woke up and sleepily came over to us, well she said somebody's getting cosy here, John got up and said see you later as he moved towards the toilet, Jane said "well"! I looked at her with a grin, I said is this London? She said yes, then I said it's one all now, she looked at me in semi disbelief and with a big smile said you dirty little bitch.
The bus pulled into the coach station on time at 0630 it was ten hours since we left Dublin and were were a bit jaded. We had flexible tickets for Eurostar, so Jane said I think a couple of days to explore London will be nice. I said that sounds good to me, we booked the a budget hotel near StPancras and unleashed ourselves on the unsuspecting public of London.
We got the underground direct from Victoria to Kings Cross, it only took a few minutes and the hotel was just over the road, it was still quite early so we had no expectation of getting our room but at least we could leave our rucksacks in the reception and maybe get a shower.
Well as the old saying goes "It's better to travel in hope than to arrive".
The receptionist was in his mid twenties and a bit of a dish Jane gave him that bring me to bed look that was her trademark, he was pleasant enough, but as expected the room would not be ready for a couple of hours and hotel policy would not facilitate a shower or left luggage in the reception area.
He said his name was Mark, and already under the spell of Jane he said he was off in a couple of hours and maybe he could organise something for us.
Jane turned round to face me at the same time putting her middle finger into her mouth and sucking hard on it like she was giving oral sex.
