November 2002 - Cuba

Hex stood in the dark by the side of the dirt road, a stone’s throw away from the home of a partially sighted old lady who he tricked into believing that he was her grandson, if he was good at anything, it was making people believe and hang onto every word he would say.
Having to wake up early to catch the first bus of the day wasn’t fun however, especially as the bus would by the house at 5am and the next wouldn’t for another 2 hours after that.

As the bus arrived and Hex paid his cents worth of fare, he would see the familiar sight that he would always see, Rio, the cute little Coati lady who was always sat at the back of the bus.
They were always the only other person on the bus outside of the driver. Hex knew she was a painter, but there certainly wasn’t any envy with them going to the same spot each morning to paint the sunrise.
Hex sat down beside Rio as he always did, his hand creeping closer to her each journey before resting on her thigh, there were never any words spoken between the two of them, but the looks said it all.
The closest Hex had ever gotten with her was kissing and groping, for her stop always arrived before anything else could happen.

One morning however, Rio got onto the bus at her usual time, only to discover that Hex was already there, sat in her spot. Hex had gotten up a whole two hours early to walk two stops down and catch Rio before she got on.
Rio walked to the back of the bus and looked at Hex “Excuse me, Sir, that is my seat.” Rio commented in her light and delicate tone.
Hex looked back at Rio with bemusement as he replied “You can still sit here; I won’t stop you.”.
Seeing the challenge put before her, Rio sat on Hex’s lap and was certain to grind in place slightly to get comfortable, she knew exactly what she was doing.

In this corner of the boss, the driver couldn’t see them, which was probably a good thing as they were locking lip, tongues sliding over each other. Rio could feel the hardness of Hex’s member below her as it was forming in Hex’s pants “How much do you like to take risks?” Hex questioned with his sly smile.
Rio looked back at the start of the bus, not being able to see the diver “He can’t see us, it’s only you and me.” Hex furthered his question. Rio leaned back into Hex “What did you have in mind?” Rio questioned.
Rio’s expression widened with surprise, interest and nervousness as Hex whispered into her ear about what he would do to her “Oh you naughty dog, you.” Rio said under her breath.

Her surprise at such a proposition wasn’t a no, it just took a little more convincing as Hex’s hands slowly pulled up Rio’s dress and creeped under it. His hands teased and tantalised Rio through her underwear, slowly leaving a wet patch in front of them.
That was all it took, for Rio’s underwear dropped to the floor of the bus and she freed Hex’s member from his tros.
Rio give a little tease and tongue to Hex’s member before he moved her back up, having no time nor interest for the foreplay, the clock was ticking.
Rio held her dress up at the back so Hex could have the perfect view of Rio lowering herself on Hex’s member, slowly penetrating herself with it.

When Rio had gotten accustomed to Hex’s size, she begun to pick up her pace with riding, the road had gotten bumpier as the good road had run out and been replaced by dirt road, but neither of them cared, they were too interested in their rutting about.
Hex’s knot was almost fully formed, he wasn’t going to last much longer. With each slide down that Rio did, Hex tried to get her closer to the knot, hoping that she might accidently go down too far and knot herself, sadly she did not.
There was one thing however, a large pothole ahead, the driver would drive over it daily, never making any attempt to avoid it. All Hex had to do was last until then, then that would be the perfect drop.

It took gritted teeth, clenched fist and the holding of breath, but Hex was able to hold off long enough to see the pothole in sight, then as Rio slid down once more, the pothole hit and Hex was forced up and into Rio as the bus bounced, the knot popping into her too, making a wet pop as it was forced in.
Rio let out a high-pitched squeak as the sudden pain of the knot coursed through her.
While Rio was too focused on the pain of the sudden knotting, Hex was euphoric as he got to shoot off inside of Rio, filling her up with the load that he had been holding back for too long.

Rio looked back to Hex with concern “What was that? It hurt!” Rio commented as she fidgeted about, tied to Hex.
“The knot, it’ll keep us tied together for around ten minutes or so.” Hex explained, still feeling the afterglow of his climax
The concept of the knot was clearly new to Rio “How are you supposed to pull out then?” Rio questioned, not realising that Hex had in fact already came.
Hex gave a bemused smile “You’re not, the knot is there to prevent pull outs and aid impregnation.” Hex continued to explain as Rio attempted to get off of Hex’s lap

Only now did Rio realise she was in fact knotted and Hex had already came inside of her, allowing her to feel the warmth trying to seep out “Oh… That’s not good. Why did you knot me?” Rio questioned intently trying to keep her voice down.
“I didn’t mean to, the pothole forced you onto it and the knot went in.” Hex explained, attempting to seem genuine in the fact of him not wanting to knot her.
“I can’t get pregnant! Especially not to you.” Rio commented, almost on the verge of a panic attack.
Hex didn’t look too impressed by the comment, but he got to cum inside of her, so he didn’t feel too bad.

The awkwardness came as the bus slowed to the next stop, there were other people getting on the bus. Who was going to be getting on a bus at 6am? Naturally, Rio had to sit back on Hex’s lap and act like nothing ever happened, for no one could see them knotted together under the dress.
Half an hour later, Rio was able to wriggle free of Hex’s knot just in time to get off the bus at her stop, leaving with nothing but a vagina full of jackal cum.
Luckily the other engers were facing forward, so they didn’t see Hex pushing his member back into his tros.
But as he did so, he noticed that Rio’s panties were still left on the floor of the bus, a beautiful reminder for Hex of this journey.