[Disclaimer: Inspired by my girlfriend’s dream, I am writing yet another story. She always wanted me to jot down her dream. So, I did. I hope you like her dream and also enjoy it at the same time. There isn’t a better site than this to tell you what her dream was. Now, enough of my boring intro, let’s get to the story.]
“When will this bus arrive?” asked Kama to herself while she waited at the bus stop alone. Rain was pouring down, and the bus stop was very small. The bench had a place for only four people to sit.
The rain was pouring heavily, Kama had to sit in the middle. The water from the roof was leaking down at the end of the bench.
“Bus is late, and it is getting wet,” Kama looked at the leaking roof and the drenched bench seat below, “What a shitty life in this shitty village!”
Kama cursed her destiny. She took out her mobile phone, but that did not light up her mood. The battery showed 40% in the upper right corner. From a distance came a young teenage boy, Sam. Holding his umbrella tight and his pants folded up his ankles.
Sam ran towards the bus stop but froze, looking at Kama sitting on the bench. Sam was clueless about what he should do. Looking at Sam, Kama knew his dilemma.
“Don’t think much, dear. You can come inside. I don’t mind,” Kama assured Sam. Sam smiled at her and walked into the small bus stop. He was drenched below the waist. He closed his umbrella and sat next to Kama.
“Sorry, I am a bit wet,” Sam said in a slow voice. Kama nodded her head. “You are lucky. You got here before the rain started,” Sam tried to talk to Kama. Kama again nodded her head. Sam knew she wasn’t interested.
The atmosphere was a bit breezy. Sam, being drenched, was also shivering. Kama sat on the bench wearing a yellow saree and a yellow backless blouse. Dressed in all yellow, Kama did look like Raveena Tandon from the song ‘Tip Tip Barsa Paani.’
The neckline was not deep, but the side’s tightness did bring up a bit of cleavage.
To tell about Kama. She is a married woman in her mid 30’s wearing black beads (mangalsutra) around her neck. Kama was transferred to a remote location. Her husband was living in Mumbai and helped Kama settle in this village.
Kama is an independent and sanskari. But along with that, she was bold and slutty at times. Yeah, her husband thought she was a one-man-woman. But times and situations make a woman do things that she does not want to.
Kama turned her head, looking at the shivering Sam. “Are you feeling cold?” asked Kama. She shifted away from Sam. “Don’t worry. I am vaccinated. And I am feeling cold because I am wet. I took the mask off because these villages don’t have that many covid cases.”
Kama replied, “Yeah, that is why I am not wearing a mask either.” Sam rubbed his hands over his arms, trying to heat himself. He was sitting close to Kama as on the other side. The roof was leaking. They were sitting close but not attached to each other’s bodies- yet.
Kama had nothing to do, and she was getting bored. She started a conversation with the only person around, “So, you from Tiravu village (made up village) too?”
“No, I am from the neighboring Kumau (made up village). The buses to those villages are fewer,” Sam replies.
“Yeah, I know. I have been waiting for like an hour but no bus. My friend told me that sometimes the drivers even don’t bother to take the bus out if passengers are fewer,” Kama says.
“Yeah, sometimes they do. I hope they don’t do that tonight,” Sam replied.
After talking about their villages, Sam was a bit open and decided to try his luck. It is natural for a boy to hit on a woman as a teenager. He asked, “How come a beautiful woman like you is in this remote village?”
Kama squinted her eyes, and her lips tweaked a bit with a smile. She understood what Sam was up to, but she did not react yet.
“Job, I am a doctor, and I am transferred to the Kumau village for a medical camp. My senior doctor feels that small trips to villages can be beneficial to spread awareness about the corona and also treat them,” Kama gave a detailed reply.
“So, how long is the stay?” Sam continued.
“I am here for 4 months, more 6 and I will be out,” Kama replies.
“I have never heard doctors been transferred,” Sam says.
“We do get transferred. Juniors like us who are working in the government have to. To spread awareness and also sometimes visit the medical colleges,” Kama replied.
“I am Sam Joseph, by the way,” Sam moved his hand forward for a handshake.
Kama too shook hands with him, “Kama Shastri.” Sam raised his eyebrows, listening to the name. Kama noticed, “I get that a lot.”
Sam continues, “No, it is a beautiful name but very rare.”
Kama nods her head. “I mean, people might be surprised, you know why… Kama-Sutra and Kama Shastri. Damn! Your surname does have a ring, too,” Sam flirted.
Kama looked at Sam’s hand. Sam had forgotten to leave her hand as they were talking. He was staring at Kama, and his thumb was slowly caressing her hand. Kama cleared her throat and looked at her hand. Sam came back to his senses and left the hand.
Both sat quietly for a while. The rain was now falling slowly. “I don’t think the bus is going to arrive anytime soon. Glad it is a Friday night. Two days of holiday,” Kama said, looking at the road with no sign of humans or vehicles.
She turned her face to Sam and saw him sitting quietly. He had put his bag over his lap now. She observed his one hand below the bag, and the other was around it. Sam did not react much but stayed quiet. Kama did not wish to make the moment awkward.
Another half-hour passed, and they both remained quiet. The bus wasn’t at the stop. Knowing a teenage boy is jerking his boner sitting next to her. Kama was getting aroused too. They both were sitting close, and Kama turned to Sam. Sam froze and looked at her.
“You are feeling cold. Just nod your head. Don’t say a word, dear,” Kama tried to create her dominance over the situation.
Sam nodded, “Yes.”
“Under the bag, you are jerking the hard boner,” Kama continued. Sam nodded. “Yes.”
“Do not panic, dear. I understand. It is cold. You are wet,” as Kama talked with Sam. Her hand slowly made its way under the bag. Sam was staring at Kama’s face.
“You felt awkward. That is why you are not able to jerk properly. Let me help. There is nothing wrong. I, too, get horny in such situations,” Kama said while wrapping her hands around the thick cock.
“Umm, nice. It is very hot down there. Be a good boy and lift your bag a bit up. I don’t want to see that dick. Don’t move your bag away. Just a bit, move it away.”
Sam did as Kama instructed. He gulped down the spit and lifted his bag a bit up. Kama held his thick cock in hand, moving it up and down. Sam opened his mouth a bit, releasing the air as a moan. The Kama kept jerking his dick.
If someone from a distance would have watched this. They would have seen a woman in a yellow saree has her hand behind a boy’s bag going up and down. And the boy is looking at her with an open mouth.
“Aaahh, why are you doing this?” Sam asked.
“Because I am bored, and you, my boy being a pervert, didn’t have the patience to go home and jerk thinking of me. Now, you being a douche, you are lucky that this pouring rain and me living alone for a few months have heated me,” saying this, Kama moved her hand faster.
“Aah, it is cumming,” Sam replied, closing his eyes.
“Is it, baby? Cum for Kama. Did you want to flirt with me, haa? Cum for Kama,” Kama was horny, and it was clear from her words.
“I want to kiss as I cum,” Sam tried his luck.
“Getting a handjob from a babe like me is not enough?”
Kama did not kiss him, and Sam couldn’t hold back. He left his jizz out on Kama’s hand. Kama felt the hot white liquid release on her hand. She took out her hand from behind the bag and looked at the semen. Sam was in the CUM-ZONE. He opened his eyes and looked at Kama with his semen in her hand.
Kama stared at Sam and extended her hand out in the rain. The semen washed off. “Thank you, ma’am, for helping me. If you want some heat, maybe I can help too.” Sam was trying to get bold with Kama.
“I am sitting in a saree on this cold bench. Backless and sleeveless. I am stronger than you, slim boy. Don’t act smart because I gave you a handjob. It was in the heat of the moment,” Kama was good at knowing how to dominate a teenager.
Sam heard Kama and kept quiet. He put his bag in between him and Kama. As he did that, his dick was now visible to Kama. She saw all the semen fall on his pant and also the pale dick, which was long. “You got a nice thick cock. I give you that,” Kama said, looking at Sam’s dick.
Sam pulled his foreskin up, squeezing out the remaining jizz from the cock. Looking at it, he said, “If you can give me more than a handjob. I can give you a nice fuck, right here.” Sam looked at Kama and realized he had said something wrong.
“No, I did not mean to disrespect you, ma’am. I just said it…” Sam stopped talking in the middle as Kama pulled his collar close to her face. Kama held his hand and put it on her right boob, making him squeeze it. Sam started squeezing, and Kama put her hand over his dick.
Kama looked him in the eye and said, “Ummm, I like boys who are bold and shy at the same time. (squeezes his dick). The precum still leaks. Not from your dick but your lips. You lusty dog (jerks his dick up and down, trying to get it erect). The way you are squeezing my boob tells me that you wish the bus never arrives at this spot. You son of a slut, did your mom teach you to squeeze the boob. Just say “yes,” or you won’t get anything.”
Sam squeezed Kama’s boob hard and said, “Yes, my mom taught me to squeeze boob.” Kama smirked as she felt his dick hardening. “You teenage boys, you can put down your honor to fuck a hot woman like me. Pull that tongue out like a dog and nod your head.”
Sam did as Kama said. He pulled his tongue out and kept it hanging like a panting dog. Kama left the dick and spat on her hands. She held the dick with her spitty hand and jerked it harder. The dick started erecting back. Kama got up, putting her purse on the side.
She held the railings of the bus stop in the front. Sam shifted to the side and sat behind her. “In this rainy season, you dressed in yellow. It makes me feel like Akshay Kumar and you, Raveena Tandon,” Sam replied as he pushed his hand inside Raveena’s, I mean… Kama’s saree and felt the wetness.
“Now, lift my saree and lick my pussy, Teenage Boy,” Kama instructed. Sam nodded his head like an obedient boy. He put his drenched pants down the feet and rested his naked ass on the cold bench. He left a slow *Aahh* as the ass’ skin touched the cold bench.
He then pulled Kama’s saree up and pulled her panty down. Putting his hands over leaning Kama’s ass, he stretched it wide and licked her pussy. Kama grabbed the railing hard, biting her lips. Her face was getting wet because of the slow rain pouring down.
It was a scene just like in an adult Bollywood movie. The heroine was leaning over the railing of the bus stop. Her head was outside, and the raindrops made their way down her slutty-expressive face. The hero sat on the bench, licking her pussy. Both were not naked as it was an Indian movie. We don’t get that bold.
The rain was now dripping slowly. A few drops fell on Kama’s face as she leaned over the railing. She bit her lips as she felt Sam’s fingers on her pussy. “I am wet as you are. Now, enough licking, boy,” Kama looked back and held Sam’s cock. She slowly sat on his dick, and it penetrated her deep inside.
Kama left a moan leaning backward on Sam’s body. Sam hugged Kama tightly. The woman he just met a few hours back was sitting on his dick out in the open. The rain started drizzling heavily. With the rain, Kama started bouncing on Sam’s dick.
“Would have been better if we were naked,” Sam said, kissing Kama’s back. Kama didn’t bother to reply to him. She kept bouncing on his dick. Sam accumulated Kama’s saree ahead as she bounced her naked ass.
Kama lifted her one hand behind in Sam’s hair. She was caressing it as she ground her ass on his crotch. “Your dick is heating my pussy walls,” Kama moaned.
“If only I knew you were that easy, I would not have wasted time,” Sam got bold with his words.
Kama was slowly caressing his hair, grabbed a bunch of Sam’s hair in her fist, “You boy. You are getting this treatment thanks to the atmosphere and my loneliness. Don’t get cocky Fucker, or else you won’t get what I have in mind.”
Kama got up and looked at Sam’s dick. She put her saree down, adjusting it properly. The rain had stopped, and Sam was confused about what was happening.
“I am sorry, ma’am. I won’t say it again. Please finish me,” Sam pleaded. Kama held her saree’s pallu in between her teeth as she was draping her saree. She finished draping it and took her feet out of her slippers.
“What happened, Akshay Kumar? Got all begging in front of this Raveena Tandon,” saying this, Kama lifted her feet and put over Sam’s dick. She took the support of the railing behind her ass and grabbed Sam’s dick between her big toe and long toe.
Sam left a small moan. With her feet, Kama moved Sam’s foreskin up and down. “Beg more to this Raveena Tandon,” Kama said with a bold tone.
“Please, let me fuck you, ma’am. Just once, and I will never bother you again. Let me have this memory of fucking a hot woman in yellow saree,” Sam spoke when Kama interrupted, saying, “Gym going and yoga doing. My figure is 33B-25-33. A perfect hourglass figure. Praise me, Boy.”
Sam continued, “Let me have this memory of fucking a hot woman in yellow saree, gym-going, and yoga doing. I beg you.”
“Don’t you have a family to go home to?” Kama asked as she continued her footjob.
“No, I stay with my aunt. I can go late,” Sam replied.
Kama took her feet away, and Sam opened his eyes. “Please, I will be quick,” Sam was desperate. Kama caressed his hair like a dog and gave him a flying kiss.
She put her hand below his chin and said, “Dear, public fuck. I don’t mind, but it is muddy and wet ground. I am wet too. So, you are coming with me to my small house for two days. You will please me as I want in a comfortable place.”
“But I have to go home,” Sam said.
Kama took her handoff, and the bus came from a distance. Kama looked at the bus and picked up her purse. “It is your choice, dear. Tiravu village is my stop. If you get down with me. You will be walking into paradise,” Kama signaled at her pussy, “Or else the next stop is your home. Goodbye, and yeah, sit away from me on the bus. I don’t like perverts around me.”
Sam saw the bus coming and pulled his pants up immediately. Kama did not look back and got inside the bus. Sam, too got inside.
What will happen? Will Sam follow Kama, or will he deny the offer? To know you have to wait till next time. Stay safe and stay healthy. Thank you.
To be continued.