Hello all, after a long time, I am gonna share something special with you. I’m trying to present this as it is.
This particular incident happened in the 3rd week of February. I went to attend my friend’s wedding in a nearby city and was returning to Bangalore. It was post-noon, and fucking there are no AC buses at noon.
I cursed myself for not taking my car; I had a hectic work schedule, hence I booked. Sleeper while going; I just wanted to have a peaceful sleep. I didn’t think about returning.
The bus was almost full; first, I saw if there were any window seats available; all were occupied. Later, my perverted mind started looking for any beautiful girls. To my luck, it was a 3-seater, and a girl in her late 20s was sitting.
I decided to start the conversation and asked her
Me: Is anyone coming?
She: Yes
Me: How many?
She: 1
I kept my bag on the seat; I was hoping it would be a lie and it would not be her husband, as I could see a mangalsutra on her neck.
The driver informed that the bus would take another 20 minutes to depart. For the next 10 minutes, no one came and sat. Just minutes before the bus was about to leave, a lady in her late 40s came inside.
I was praying she wouldn’t sit in the middle. At the same time, I was okay with that too because she was chubby, dark, and sexy. I knew I could feast over her body.
The girl came out and gave the window seat to the lady. This girl sat in the middle; I was sitting in the corner.
It started when the conductor came; they bought tickets to the same city I was travelling to. I was happy hearing that.
The time was around 5 pm. I plugged in my Sony buds and closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. I waited patiently for the next 30 minutes so the bus would get to the outskirts of the city.
Meanwhile, I have folded my hands in such a way that my left hand is below my right hand. There were people still getting in. The bus was crowded.
Recently, I saw a video of a guy touching a girl inappropriately on a bus, and he was recorded and slapped by another girl. There was fear in me, too.
I closed my eyes and didn’t make any move. I waited calmly during this time; she moved a little to my side, and due to bumpy roads, my hands touched her waist.
I pretended to be a gentleman, and nothing was intentional. After 30 minutes, I acted like I woke up. Then started talking with the elder lady; she said she’s accompanying her daughter-in-law, who happens to be her granddaughter too.
I did the sweet talk; meanwhile, the girl also interacted well. She’s working with a top hospital as a lab technician in charge.
Fast forward; after an hour, it was getting dark. This time, I slowly touched the waist of hers and immediately pulled my hand back; there was no reaction from her. I repeated this a few times. And I slowly held her waist between two fingers. She was talking to her mother-in-law.
When a guy touches a girl, she’ll know his intentions; even after that, if a girl keeps quiet, it means she enjoys that. Now I started my game. I turned my hand, and my palm held her waist; the thrill of doing this in a public bus with a married girl gave me a high.
I wanted to make it spicier; I got up, took my bag from up high, and placed it over my lap. I kept my earbuds in the bag. I volunteered to talk to the elderly lady. We were talking about politics; meanwhile, the girl addressed me as “Anna.”
I loved the kinky touch, so I withdrew my hand. Now, with my right hand, I held her thighs from below. She adjusted slightly. I was creasing her thighs; I continued talking to the girl, asking about her marriage, personal life, and so on. All this time, my hand was touching her waist.
It was around 8.30 when the bus stopped; suddenly, I removed my hands. Both the elder lady and this girl went out. I guess for the washroom. They came back. I took some good cookies from my bag and gave them to an elderly lady.
The bus started, and the lights went off. I tried touching her, but this time she was pushing my hand. More than 4-5 times this continued. She just pushed; I opened my mobile and typed “sorry” and showed it to her.
She took her mobile and called her husband; she said she’ll be there around 11.30. She further asked her husband to come and pick her up. I literally panicked, thinking I’m screwed.
A million thoughts were running through my mind: How will I escape? After 5 minutes, she typed something and showed me. The message read, “Mother-in-law slept.”
It was a big relief to me. She slightly adjusted herself. I touched her waist this time. She pretended to be sleeping, plus it was fully dark. I wanted to use the situation to my advantage. I slowly moved my hands and touched the lower part of her boobs.
Once again, I moved my hand down, and from the cut side of her chudi, I touched inside, and I could feel her skin. It was so hard for me to control. She took her handbag and kept it on her lap. I tried to touch her navel but couldn’t. She adjusted a little, but still, it was not easy.
She saw her mother-in-law was in a deep sleep. She took my hand and directly placed it on her boobs over the cloth. I started to press as hard as I could. I rubbed my fingers over her boobs to find her tits. Then I pinched her tits. She acted very mature; she knew well how to handle pain.
I took her hand and kept it on my dick; she pressed it a little. We continued playing for an hour. She even sucked my finger at one point. Meanwhile, I asked her to give me her mobile; she hesitated a bit but gave it. I just saved my number and gave it back to her.
The bus reached the station. We were seated in the middle. So we waited until everyone got down. I asked the elder lady if I could help her carry the bag; she walked in front, and the younger one was behind. I was last.
I moved closer and kissed her below the shoulder and cupped her ass. While getting down, the mother-in-law said, “Thank you, son.” While the younger one said, “Thank you, Anna.”
Me: It’s my pleasure.
It’s been more than 10 days, but I haven’t heard from her yet.
Let’s hope I ever get a chance; I know this story is too smart and not that interesting. But every second was heavenly to me. I just wanted to share this; people who had similar experiences can relate to it.
I don’t encourage groping; when lust overtakes our ethics, we are all guilty. I seriously would have stopped if the girl protested.
Any submissive kitten who wishes to surrender can write to me at [email protected]. I will be waiting for your texts.