London Commute 1

I've always been a very horny girl, and if I get the opportunity to seize some relief in public I wont hesitate. I used to work for a big corporate firm in london that meant a daily commute into Paddington station.

Having to get up quite early, have breakfast and coffee means that getting to Paddington usually clashed with this girls business time.

Because the firm I worked for was very professional I'd be made up and looking my best each day, so blouse, pencil skirt or trousers and heels, I'd always catch glimpses of guys checking out my ass.

I was commuting for a couple of weeks when my body started to get the routine and decide often that my daily poo was needed in the morning. My digestive system seems to flirt with activating before I start work or just before I finished work.

To begin with I was managing to hold it, until I got to the office toilets but I can take some big, stinky dumps, plus some of the other women in the office were quite bitchy so not the best environment for me to perform.

One particular morning my coffee enduced poo hit me bad whilst still on the train, telling me we wouldnt be making it to the office today without a trip to the loo. I was getting very desperate very quickly and I was getting a pain in my tummy that needed relief soon. To ease the urge I let out a fart but the smell was toxic, some people started coughing on the train but because it was so packed like my bowels at the time, people less suspected that I was the cause.

The pressure was building in my arse but I couldnt risk releasing yet another toxic fart so I held on, within a minute the train entered the platform and I seized the opportunity getting off the train to drop another stinker, it made quite a sound but with everyone rushing to get off and the noise of the station nobody appeared to notice.

I made a beeline for the toilets which back then you had to pay to use, 50p quite a lot to avoid an accident. The click clack of my heels against the hard floor of the station as I made my way to the toilets. I decended down the stairs, lucky I didn't have to go upstairs as I would probably have shit my knickers.

At the bottom there's a turnstile to put your money in to progress further but before I even looked for my change I could see a long queue formed, with a mixture of different women all waiting to use the toilet.

I paid my 50p and joined the back of the queue with 8 women waiting for the cubicles to become available, there was some foot tapping and slight jigging of thighs telling me how desperate some of these ladies were which sparked my arsousal and through the cubical doors you could hear the farts, plops, splashes, tinkles and sighs of relief from other women using the facilities.

This only added to my need for relief and I was somewhat worried with a big fat poo trying to push past my buns that I might not get a toilet in time.

Initally the turnover seemed quick as a few toilets became free and the women taking them only took a short while, this cut the queue down to 4 at this point my ass felt full to the brim. I dare not fart for fear of following through my stomach was in knots, I was bursting my for relief and found myself slowly tapping my foot in desperation. The sounds of the other women relieving themselves I couldnt help but visualise in my head the goregous bums of these women hitting the toilet seat with a thud about to get some sweet relief.

Someone else in the queue clearly needed a good poo too as a waft of someones fart hit my nostrils, nowhere near as toxic as mine but signalled someone else was in desperate need of getting a toilet under her arse.

A welcome distraction whilst trying to hold in my impending dump was a woman 1 in front of the lady next to me.

She was taller than me wearing a short red dress that looked very good quality and she had some amazingly thick but toned legs being shown off in a very high pair of black heels. Her hair was in a cute dark brown long bob. Her legs were well tanned and her face was so pretty, awkwardly she caught me eyeing her up and smiled.

I have a husband now, but I'm attracted to both sexes and seeing her had my heart beating somewhat quicker.

She had a very expensive Louis Vuitton handbag and I started to daydream what a woman such as herself was doing waiting for the toilet? Had she just been caught short bursting for a piss? Was she desperate to unload and take care of business? I couldnt help but eye up her legs which were supporting a very well formed ass from how her dress pushed out. She crossed her sexy toned legs a sign of her growing desperation.

At this point my tummy was really doing a number and I was hoping these toilets would free up soon because I was busting, I was stood with such a full feeling front and back.

With my thighs pressed together, despite my best efforts a fart slipped out, whilst it helped to relieve some pressure it was very pungent and the queue both in front and those that had joined behind could smell it.

With my desperation reaching its peak, 3 stalls became availble almost synchronously, with the relieved faces of those vacating their cubicles for new occupants to take.

This meant the 3 women in front of me got to go leaving me next in line, as I moved forward I saw the line behind me was long but I had paid for this privilege I was going to take as long as I needed, I was stood outside the stall that the red dress beauty had entered. I could see under the door her thong at the ankles of her heels. As she pissed a gusher I pondered if she needed a poo as well, just as I was day dreaming the cubicle next to hers on the end became available and not a moment too soon.

I entered and latched the stall putting my bag and coat on the hook behind the door, I longingly looked over at the toilet, which was surpisingly clean. Finally I was about to enjoy the release of my ass, I unzipped my black pencil skirt and pulled down to my ankles, I then got the waist band of my black tights and carefully pulled them down not to ladder, my knickers came next and finally I got to rest my ass on the toilet seat.

I took a moment to saviour the start of the poo release as it first pushed past my ass cheeks, I find it such a pleasure. I started to unload instantly relieving the pain in my tummy, 3 thick but short pieces dropped making big splashes, I couldnt help but release an audiable sigh of relief.

My heart was pounding, here I was sat down taking a desperate dump next to the stall of the woman in the red dress.

I started to release some loud embarrassing toxic farts which reverbarated in the toilet bowl but eased all the pain and pressure in my tummy. I was trying to listen out for what the occupant of the stall next to me was up to. Her gushing piss had become a tinkle and soon stopped, however she didn't leave her stall, I lent back almost accidently to make myself comfy but as I did I noticed there was a small hole at the back of the divider that gave me an amazing view of her. Hovering over the toilet, she had pulled her dress up exposing an incredible arse, it was huge but toned and tanned just like her legs. Her booty was so round and juicy I was starting to get very horny.

I could have sat there and amired the view for hours but I had my own needs to attend to, as a huge log slowly started making its way out but came to a stop, I pushed and it really started stretching my asshole making me groan aloud, It was massive, it kept coming and coming and really stank up the cubicle landing with a splash, I had to look at the size of it given how it felt.

It was gigantic, I could tell instsntly I had clogged this poor toilet but I still needed to poo bad.

Resuming a comfortable position I pissed like a racehorse whilst dropping some thinner logs, I was in the mist of enjoying a really good clearout thanks to large roast dinner from the night before. No wonder my tummy felt so heavy it felt like I was dropping the world out of my arse, with each log dropping giving me so much pleasure and relief.

My last log dropped and I felt partially relieved I looked below and saw a pot full of stinking turds that were sitting above the water.

With my ass fully empty and no more tummy pain, it was time to attend to a very moist pussy I spread my legs and started having a play, I leaned back to spy on my neighbor, she was still hovering over the toilet but had a thick log starting to emerge from her big ass, she was semi squatting which gave me an incredible view of her ass cheeks. She was spreading her cheeks with her hands, I assume for an easier clean up. I was happily rubbing one out especially with the view I had, her turd grew and grew as did my horniness, I was so wet she could definetly hear me playing. As her log dropped and left her perfectly formed cheeks it hit the water making the loudest plop!

I let out an involuntary moan of pleasure, I couldnt help enjoying this fit big ass beauty take a dump next to me, the sound caused her to look back and I quickly leaned forward but was sure she caught me.

Despite this I was so turned on, I spread my thighs some more till they were touching each wall and was now focused on stimulating my clit.

My neighbor hadn't left and I heard a sound of relief coming from her stall, different from the pleasures of relieving ones bladder or bowels. As I lent back for the 3rd time the woman in the dress was now facing the toilet with her dress hitched up, she was giving her pussy a good rub. I could not believe my luck or what I was seeing my heart was racing and my orgasm was building fast as I rubbed away between my thick thighs. I could hear her softly moaning and was certain she knew I was observing and up to the same joy myself.

My legs started to shake I was close to bursting my orgasm was soon coming and my fingers were drenched in my own jucies, my neighbor was vigarously rubbing one out, she stood hand working away inbetween her amazing legs, I saw her face contort and knew what was cumming, the bliss that washed over her face as she squirted all over the toilet, this was too much for me to take, I leaned forwards and started rocking on the toilet as my own orgasm took priority.

Touching my clit, thinkng about the woman next door taking a huge dump and rubbing herself, whilst I was watching having had my own relieving dump, smelling my own turds held captive below. I rubbed and rubbed as I exploded in pleasure, my clit throbbing I pulled my thighs in tight still rubbing I felt europhic. I let out a moan and blushed I savioured the feeling of pleasure, I unclenched my thighs and stood up a little light headed and dizzy from what I just enjoyed.

My neighbor left her cubicle and was replaced by someone else, I pulled myself together and wiped my ass before making myself presentable again. I looked at the toilet there's no way this would flush. There was a big stinking mound of shit now covered with the tissue I wiped with.

I put the lid down and made my way out sharpish I really should have washed my hands but I didnt want to be confronted for the mess I caused.

And that was it, I had a very uneventful day at work but this morning sparked somewhat of a ritual or tradition most mornings I would hold my poo to go at the station I wasnt always as desperate as I had been this time. I would sit on the toilet rubbing some pre-work relief listening to the other occupants relief themselves, gauging how desperate they were and the size of their poo from the plops, splashes and sighs they made. It became much about having my daily orgasm as it did my daily poo.

On occasion my handbag would contain a few toys to help with the pleasure, there was just something so naughty and an element of risk having such a private yet public setting to rub on out. The pleasure and relief was so enjoyable I would highly recommend to anyone.

Hoped you enjoyed this tale x