Julie in Transit

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Posted by Toby on May 15, 1999 at 11:00

Some more fantasy fiction with Julie, 'friends' and me. Hope you enjoy it.

Have fun

Toby.

Julie in Transit

After the eventful party at Bob's house, our little group began to grow a little friendlier as the incident there had broken the ice between us and we found that we shared a common interest. The girls were mainly responsible for this discovery as conversation between ladies is infinitely less candid that that between us men. We were all fans to some extent of the pastime in question. We didn't have to wait long before events conspired to provide us with another opportunity to indulge ourselves.

We had just left a night club one evening and it was pouring with rain, having arrived in two cars we ran to the car park and managed to scramble into the vehicles. I started the car and began to move away but something wasn't quite right. Instinctively I stopped after about fifty yards, got out and looked at the front offside wheel, sure enough the tyre was as flat as a pancake, there was no way I could drive it home. Fortunately Steve was behind me in the other car with Jan, well I say 'car' it was in fact a beaten up old Transit van with more rust on it than the Titanic, but it got Steve from A to B most of the time. I ran up to him and told him my problem. He suggested the best thing to do was to park it up and leave it here until the morning. Julie and I, together with Rachel and Paul, could get in the back of the van and he would run us home.

I broke the news to the others and was greeted by a mild groan but there being no other option I parked up the car and we all piled into the back of the Transit.

It was not comfortable in the back of the van there were no seats, only a pile of rags covering a large hole in the floor. We decided to spread the rags about to sit on providing us with a little comfort. No sooner had we settled that Rachel called to Steve that he had better hurry home because she was desperate for a pee. Julie chipped in that she was desperate for more than just that, and Rachel admitted that she was in that state too. Whether it was something we had all eaten or drunk I don't know but I realised that I too needed some relief and saw that Paul was a little uncomfortable as well.

Soon the joking began about accidents and such like and it wasn't long before the jokes and drinks had begun to make the girls giggle. Jan told us to stop the mirth and laughter before she wet herself, which only made us all the worse. Julie was the first to lose her self-control. She had been wriggling next to me and holding herself since we sat down and I sensed from her movements that she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.
"It's no good" she said, "I'll have to stand up and cross my legs or I'm going to do it in my panties"
Rachel called to ask Steve to stop so that we could all get out and relieve ourselves, but we were on the motorway and there was no hard shoulder so it was impossible to stop.

No sooner had Julie got to her knees than we hit a bump and poor Julie fell back onto her hands. She was now sitting back with her legs apart showing us all her white panties and stocking tops, her short skirt was of no assistance to her modesty. With her feet flat on the floor she raised her bottom to stand up and suddenly her face took on a look of mild panic.

"Oh no, it's coming" she squealed " I'm gong to do it in my panties".
She stared at the floor between her legs and began to bite her lip as her bodily function took over and she felt the large BM nudge its way into her panties. She tried one last attempt to stall it but to no avail. She strained and giggled as the BM pushed out off her body and into the soft material much to the amusement of Rachel and Paul. As I watched the lump in her panties grow she looked at me.
"I'm not really an exhibitionist" she gasped as she filled her knickers.
"You are now", I said aware of the stiff hardness that had now taken place in my jeans.

I sat up and kissed her forcing my tongue into her mouth, which she didn't resist and placed my hand on the still growing BM that had now settled in her gusset. She moaned through my kiss and she pulled back suddenly.
" Oh I'm sorry," she said biting her lip again. I felt the warm stream flowing over my hand as her bladder let go and she wet herself softening the mess in her now full panties. Rachel and Paul were silent but I could sense that they both felt turned on as I had from Julie's little show.

Steve asked what was happening and Julie apologised for her misfortune and making a mess in the back of his van. Steve told her not to worry as the large hole in the floor could be used to dispose of any mess. She did so, cleaned herself up and sat down, pantiless, but with much relief.

Whether it was the fact that often these things can start a chain reaction I don't know but no sooner had she sat down than Paul winced, leaned forward and groaned.
"Damn, it's coming" he said through gritted teeth. He tried to sit so that the floor of the van would provide some resistance, desperately he shuffled back and forth in an attempt to hold it in. His eyes were shut tight with his efforts and he vainly attempted to hold it back by placing his hand between his legs.
"It's no good I can't hold it in any longer" he gasped. Then came the unmistakable sound of a BM forcing it's way into his pants. He gave another grunt as he filled his jeans and finally he gasped with relief as a dark stain appeared at his fly as he wet his trousers. The wet stream disappeared down onto the road amid giggles from Julie and Rachel.

Julie looked at Rachel then me. "Well that's two down two to go" she grinned.
"Don't forget us," said Jan. She was kneeling on the seat watching the show from the front.

"Can you do any better" teased Julie, placing her hand on my still stiff groin and gently rubbing it.
Steve turned to Jan "Go on girl show them what you can do" he egged her on.

Jan was probably the most experienced pooper amongst us. She could almost poop at will and not in small change either. She climbed over into the back, turned around grabbed hold of the back of the seat, with a "Here goes" she lifted her skirt around her waist with one hand and pushed out her firm bottom. She was a little plumper than Julie was but she had an attractive body. All the more so from where I was sitting. Her white cotton knickers and white stay-up stockings looked very sexy as they decorated her slightly fuller figure. Her long blonde hair settled onto her back as she prepared to entertain us.

She gave a little gasp then her body stiffened and her legs bowed a little as she filled her little white panties. As the first lump appeared she began to giggle and then gasped as she forced the following stiff hard pieces into the skimpy white material stretching her gusset full capacity. With another squeal of delight she peed her knickers, the golden stream ran partly down her stockinged legs while the rest cascaded through her panties onto the floor.

When she had finished he turned around and with her skirt still raised she proudly showed on her full knickers and wet legs, before attempting to empty the mess onto the road. Unfortunately as she squatted down over the hole in the floor we hit a bump in the road and she fell back. Unable to steady herself Jan landed with a splat as her amply filled knickers spread their contents all between her legs with not a small portion leaving via the leg holes of her panties. She immediately burst out laughing and it took her a full five minutes to regain her composure and a further ten to finally clean herself up.

Rachel by this time had reached breaking point. Rachel by comparison was the least experienced and you could tell that despite her apparent enthusiasm at Bob's party, she was still unsure about filling her panties in company. She had remained a little subdued during Jan's performance and I sensed that she would only fill her knickers by accident. I was right.

Rachel managed to stand up and tried desperately to cross her legs and hold it in. From where I was sitting I could see right up her skirt and watched her writhe uncomfortably, her black silken panties pulled tight over her bottom and crotch. She suddenly began to pant and her body stiffened slightly.
"Ooh its coming" she gasped "I don't want to do it here."
"Spoilsport" cried Steve from the front. Jan had regained her seat beside him had apparently unzipped Steve's jeans to play with his stiff erection.

Rachel bit her lip and her eyes widened. She panted then she squealed as a small piece evaded her defences and pushed its way into her panties. The straining stopped and a relieved but red faced Rachel carefully emptied her gusset convinced she had released enough to see her home safely.

Meanwhile we had left the motorway and had managed to find a convenient lay by in which to pull in. Jan had worked Steve up to within a whisker of coming before she issued the ultimatum.
" Now" she said, " I will only bring you off if you fill your pants". She removed her hand from his member and began to tease him by flicking it gently.
"You drive a hard bargain" He sighed, "I think I can oblige". He leant over on his seat to allow himself some space. Jan pushed her hand inside his jeans and felt his bottom through his shorts.
"Just making sure" she teased.
Steve gasped loudly as he pushed a firm BM out into his boxers and thus into his girlfriends waiting hand.
"Good boy" she said, " now here's your reward." Her mouth closed over his erection and she began to suck him gently. As Steve felt the last piece squeeze out he came violently into Jan's mouth gasping aloud with the sheer relief.

Rachel meanwhile was beginning to wish she had not relaxed quite so soon. She leapt to her feet as another cramp came across her only this time she was not quite so lucky. She didn't get the chance to cross her legs before a huge BM eased its way out of her bottom. She managed to hold it for a few seconds but it was too powerful. Inch by inch you could hear the BM steadily filling her skimpy panties despite her squeals of desperation. She stood on the balls of her feet as her legs bowed slightly and you could clearing see the long BM slowing curling its way into her gusset. Finally she gave up trying to stop it, she settled down squatted slightly then gave a huge grunt. Well she must have hung on for days. The lump in her panties grew a little faster now as Rachel looked down to observe her performance.
"It's still coming" she gasped as the first BM became dislodged by the following one and started to force itself out of her leg hole.
"Oh no, no!" she cried. As her gusset reached capacity and a large piece dropped out onto the floor amid the delight of the onlookers. Rachel finally sighed.
"Oh well relief at last" she said philosophically.

Well all eyes turned to me.

During most of the previous performances my hand had been up Julie's skirt and played with her as the show had unfolded. She had let her legs fall apart to allow me to massage her gently and I felt her come with a couple of small orgasms as Paul Rachel and Jan had filled their pants for us.

Julie had by now unzipped my fly and was doing a great job with her fingers.
"You're the only one left now" she nuzzled my ear and pushed her hand down to my bottom. I was so turned on particularly as Rachel had resigned herself to completing her performance and was now wetting herself in front of me. I had held on for as long as I could, I knew that what I had to produce was long and hard and would certainly fill my pants and force itself into my jeans.

Julie's hand was circling my bottom through the material and finally I couldn't hold back. I gasped loudly as I felt the first pushes and my first BM began to poke out. Julie felt it coming.
"There's a good boy" she teased and withdrew her hand. I attempt to kneel up but Julie's hand stopped me and in doing so she pulled the leg hole of my pants to one side. She took her hand away and following Jan's example she took me into her mouth.

It was too much. The first BM forced its way out of me causing me to widen my legs to let it out. It was really firm and I relished the long, hard, warm feeling as it slid out and down the leg of my jeans and finally came to a halt. A few seconds respite followed before a second lump came out. It was as firm as the first but had little space to go. I felt it hit the seat of my jeans and begin to curl up and slide along before finally coming to rest. I forced a further two pieces into my pants before feeling the final relief. Julie placed her hand on the firm pile from the outside. She playfully squashed the BM against me at which point I felt my groin twitch and before I could draw breath, I shot a huge deluge into Julie's warm, wet mouth.

We all sat there exhausted as Julie replaced my spent member back into my clothes it softened, whereupon I couldn't help but pee a steady stream into my filled jeans. I felt the warm liquid running over my stomach legs and down between my thighs.

Soon we were on our way home and thankfully Steve dropped us off first. We had a welcome shower and clean up before turning in to bed. We lay awake for a few minutes discussing the evening's events and our unfolding friendships, before sinking into a deep satisfying sleep.