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Hello, I am Unnati, 44, from Mumbai. This story is when I was around 38 and was a housewife. I am a regular reader of ISS stories and would like to share one of my experiences with you all.
My husband’s age was 43, and he is also from Mumbai. He had started a new business and was on tour most days. Let me tell you about myself. I am 5’.4’’ tall, having a figure of 34-32-34.
So this incident happened in December. As it was year-end, Christmas vacation and the New Year were around the corner. I was returning from Ahmedabad to Mumbai. But all the trains were overbooked, and I could not travel in the general compartment.
So I decided to travel by bus. I thought getting a seat and carrying luggage would not be a problem. But to my surprise, as I was booking at the last minute, the buses were running full and were very expensive. Then too, I urged my travel agent to help me get a seat.
He obliged and said he would contact me if someone cancelled at the end. The next day he contacted me and informed me no seats were available on Ahmedabad to Mumbai buses. But a sleeper berth was cancelled by a person on Ahmedabad to Bangalore bus.
But it’s an upper-level berth, and the co-passenger would be a male. He asked me if that was ok as there were no other arrangements. I was hesitant about it. But as I could not delay my travel more, I was ok with it. I told the agent to confirm my booking and paid him by transferring the money.
So now my tickets were booked. I was pleased that, finally, I would travel without any mess. But little did I know about the future. I took an auto from my place in Ahmedabad to the Paldi pick-up point. The bus was supposed to start at 11.30 pm.
So accordingly, I reached by 11 pm and purchased some snacks and a water bottle. I met the ticket booking person and asked him if I could be accommodated with some lady. But no one was willing to exchange seats, and I had to travel in that berth.
The bus arrived on time. I took my seat, hoping my co-passenger would be decent enough so I could travel carefree. To my luck, the passenger, his name was Surya Prakash. To describe him, he was young, say around my age at that time, around the mid or late thirties.
He was in casual or, say, nightwear. It was a long bus journey for him as he was travelling to Banglore. He took the inner sleeper berth, and I was in the outer berth. We casually talked for some time about his work and his family. He was here for IT-related work and was going home on leave for Christmas.
After an hour of the journey, the driver stopped for a night dinner break at a highway near Vadodara. He told us there were no stops ahead until Mumbai, so get refreshed here only.
We both went for coffee and took chips. We planned to watch a movie together on his phone. He had a good movie collection for his road trip. I, too, wanted to be awake as I was accompanied by a guy. So we boarded the bus and watched some movies on the OTT platform.
As it was post-midnight, we enjoyed some South Indian dubbed movies. It had good comedy with romance and horror. We enjoyed it till around 2-2.30 am, and my eyes were sleepy. I managed to keep my eyes open. But Surya Prakash saw this and insisted we lie down and see the movie.
As I was also feeling sleepy and I said ok to him. As the bus moved, we also had some touches here and there, but it was normal. Then when I got a bit close during the bus movement, his body smell enchanted me might be because of the perfume he applied. I was a little aroused by the body aroma.
As our bodies touched, he got a hard-on as I could feel his crotch touching me. I was feeling sleepy but excited at the same time. He was also sleepy and aroused, so he put the phone aside, and we both went to sleep. I knew he was not fully asleep. We were touching enough to arouse ourselves.
Then as the driver decreased the AC temperature, as earlier people complained of the AC not cooling enough, we took blankets provided to us at the starting point. After some moment, he put his hand under his blanket into my blanket and tried to feel me.
Let me tell you, I was in a saree, and my waist was not covered. He tried to feel my waist. As I was also in a mood, I enjoyed his touches as I faced the ceiling. After a few minutes, he put his leg in my blanket. I tried to lift my saree with his legs with the help of his toes and hands.
He lifted my knee as my body was a bit heavy above the knee. He was unable to pull the saree above. Even I was enormously enjoying it as it was a new experience. I thought to help him as I turned sideways, facing my back towards him. He paused a bit as he was probably confused. Was I asleep or awake?
After a few minutes, he again started from where he left. With his hands, he started lifting my saree with some force. I, too, let go off till my hips. He with taking advantage of bus movements. I think he had taken down his three-fourth pant and was humping me from back, to which I now responded.
I again turned, facing the ceiling. Now as my saree was up, he kept his hands on my breast, just feeling my loose breast and nipple. As it was night travel, I did not wear a bra inside, and as the AC was chilling, my nipples were poking on the blouse.
He didn’t try to press my breast as he knew I would get awaked if he pressured them. He did not want to waste this opportunity of a lifetime. So he took his chances and went toward my blouse hooks. He opened the bottom first, which was easily reached, and then the upper one.
Now I was also in full mood and wanted him badly. Now my breast was solely dependent on the middle hook of the blouse. So as soon as he opened the middle hook, I caught hold of his hands and opened my eyes. He was shocked to see me awake, and his hands and legs started shivering in anxiety.
I signalled him to calm down, or else everyone would be awakened. I slowly took his hand, put it on my now opened breast, and told him to feel my nipples. At the same time, I was playing with my legs to relieve/ masturbate myself. While I held his hands, he was shivering.
But then I took him into my arms under the blanket. He came in a mood after a few minutes. He played with my breast and later started sucking and kissing my nipples. I held his head and played with his hair. He was a good sucker. I gave out some milk too into that process.
He later whispered in my ears to remove my panty, for which I obliged. As he was sucking my nipples, he started to insert his finger in my pussy. It was already wet as I had masturbated. I was getting goosebumps like I never had before.
He had inserted one figure in pussy and the other finger in the asshole. Later I turned my back toward him. He started inserting his penis from behind in a spoon position. Simultaneously he grabbed my breast and played with my nipples, along with kissing my back, neck and shoulder region.
He came in 5 minutes, and we slept. He wanted to be in contact with me and was asking for my contact. But I explained the complications and later shared my email with him.
So this was my story. Please feel free to share your thoughts on [email protected].