Getting lucky in a Bus

This one happened while I was working at an office in Mumbai. It was the month of September and I got late in the office. As I left it was already around 8 and I took a bus as usual starting from Mulund to Andheri. As I caught the bus from the main stop, I usually got a seat every time. That time too, it was a nearly empty bus and I sat on the second seat from the left. Hamari biwi ki kamuk deshi/desi chudai ki sex kahani.

At the next stop, a few more people boarded the bus and as I was sitting, watching that market from the window I felt as someone has sat on my right. As I looked on my right, adjusting herself was a beautiful lady, maybe around 40 years of age. She was in a sari and sleeveless maroon blouse.

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She had big eyes, round face and quite not-so- very heavy structure but she surely was full, full of mass on those right spots. I still remember that scent of her perfume which was very nice. She had a few bags in her hands as I could get that she must’ve come after having some shopping from the market. I still remember those eyes which looked at me asking for some more space as she was trying to adjust herself and her bags.

I zestfully responded by giving her way till she sat comfortable. As I was still watching outside from the window, I couldn’t resist the temptation of having a look frequently on my right so as to have a look on those lovely arms which seemed smooth and were all visible till her armpits. As and whenever I looked at her, she always seemed to nearly do the same.

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I don’t know what happened to me, wanted to feel at least a slight touch of her arms. I slowly stretched the sleeves of my half sleeve shirt a further up and moved it a bit so as to feel just a touch of her arm on mine. And it did, soon I felt that soothing touch on my right arm. It gave me a very arousing feel and I was lost again in those waves of ecstasy.

Now I wanted to explore more of her body with my eyes. I started looking on her thighs and those creases created on the sari by the fullness of her thighs made me go red. I could sense my cock getting harder and harder smelling the scent of her body. Now the conductor came for collection and this was the time I felt I could touch her. I had kept money in my shirts pocket but I still intended to put my hand on the back pocket of my trouser as I knew this was the way I could feel her thighs.

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As I moved my hand towards my back pocket, I deliberately touched her thigh and as I was deliberately trying to pull something from my pocket, I touched the side of her soft buttock. My word, it was such a nice feeling.

After getting the ticket, I again preferred to put it in my back pocket again and repeated the same thing. This time i prolonged my work and touched her for larger time with my fingers. To my surprise, as I looked at her she was looking directly into my eyes and with a very magnificent smile, maybe she must’ve read my naughty thoughts. The bus was still less than half full. Now I was wondering as to how should I start again as that smile of hers had given me some encouragement to act. Now this time I started by scratching my right arm with my hand and obviously feeling her softness on the back of my hand now. Feeling no resentment from her, I continued to touch her slowly (as if accidentally) with my fingers.

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I started feeling that she too started liking it. With my heart in my mouth, I simply placed my hand on her thigh. These horny feelings had now got over my decency and only some resentment from her could have made me normal, nothing else. But as my good luck had it, she simply ignored what I did and instead started hiding my hand under her shopping bags. Now, I had a sigh – of relief as well as sex. Now, it was my hand which was doing everything. I moved a further up and placed my hand over her boobs. Gosh, they were really big. I started pressing them gently. Going faster and faster sometimes. I started doing it continuously, stopping only at the bus stops as some people used to move up and down the bus at that time.

But luckily, the bus never got full and there was no one standing in the bus. So I was able to do whatever I could have at least in the bus. I sometimes pressed her smooth tummy with my hand, mostly concentrating on those great boobs. I was trying to find those nipples from within the blouse with my fingers. Now I was getting faster and faster and to add to the fire she slowly whispered to me “Zor Se” …

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