Erotic Bus Journey
Hi I m Raj(Prince) from Bangalore working as a freelancer. I’m not the outgoing types, but don’t miss an opportunity to explore my fantasies. Once such happened during my bus journey about 6 months back. I was traveling back from Chennai to Bangalore. My family members shared seats and I sat alone next to a Window seat. The bus left about 7 in the evening. I was busy listening to music and was particularly inconspicuous when this girl about 24-25 with pleasant features sat in the seat in front of mine. She wasn’t gorgeous or great, but an average south Indian girl..I gave her a cursory glance which she responded to. Soon I dozed off but remembered seeing a soft porn movie that I saw earlier that day (at my friends). Immediately my dick started forming a tent in my pants. I was enjoying the movie in my dreams. Now comes the fun part. My seat fell right behind her on the bus… and there was nobody sitting next to me.. and since its a hi tech bus.. all windows r closed.. and with that lights on.. u can see the person from the reflection of the window. for a moment I dint understand but then I figured out that she was staring thru the window reflection n watching me… and well.. I started watching her too … a normal reaction for any guys and well.. call it intuition or something.. or she knew that v were seeing..she adjusted her saree pallu.. she was giving a clear view of her breasts… maannn.. I was like – whattttttt is going on..of course I was thanking the genius who made light and reflecting windows for the bus and then after 30 min into the journey, the bus driver switched off all lights.. and I’m like damnnnnnnnn so its now a big tussle in my head.. What do I do about it ? I mean what can be done about it is the point – if I proceed, n if I do something and what all I assumed were wrong..i’m going to be beaten up by the co-passengers.. but then all those signals were there to be seen.. u know.. and me being a great observer, I was sure there’s something in that girl n she’s looking for that touch.. I mean – either one goes for it or not.. as simple as that.. if u don’t risk, u r safe.. if u risk, u might get beaten up or have a great time on bus…so what r the odds.. I was beating the crap in my head.. for another 30 min, nothing happened… And another 30 min passed.. I dint have any guts u c.. and then everyone were slipping into sleep.. and I was staring in the dark and then after 90 min into the journey the driver stopped the bus for people to get down n goto toilets .. its break time.. then I got down.. n took a cup of coffee… and I again got back onto the bus after the break…and while going back she again gave me a look for a split second or so.. or maybe 3 seconds – that look asked many hot questions. I was dead sure about what she conveyed thru her eyes.. the bus started again.. and the lights were on for another 10 – 15 min and the same story continued.. she looking thru the reflective window n vice versa.. and then the lights were offf…. 2 hours passed into the journey u know n v r going to get down in another 4 hours time.. and I think coffee helped.. it made me stay awake n after fighting in my head for another 30 min..i made my move… There was a gap between the seat and the window….. good enough to slip ur hand…and to be safe, I slowly slipped my hand as if to adjust the window pane. and in the process, I slowly touched her shoulder..just as a contact..not to do anything.. if she had resisted i’d have stopped n kept quiet.. that way it would be safe for me too.. I continued acting as if i’m trying to open close the window for some air. that way I was able to touch her side shoulder.. And guess what .. I could clear see.. she was adjustting her saree pallu.. and aw god.. my heart skipped a beat maaan… and since the lights were off.. it made things a little easy.. I moved my hand from the shoulder slowly towards her hand..and well.. my hand brushed her left breast a bit… she adjusted her pallu so that nobody can see my hand. she was covering it .. yep.. she was covering her saree pallu so that my hand is underneath her pallu.. that husband guy was sleeping .. infact snoring also I think.. and then I couldnt really cup her breast with my hand as I dint have enough space and I cant get all of my hand over her… and god.. she moved closer to my hand/window …. what more can a guy ask ? Well.. I got a handful of her breast…and I gave it a gentle squeeze… something like a massage and oh god.. the breast started to grow in my hand.. it started growing in size .. I mean – when women get excited, the size of the breast keeps growing .. I could feel her nipple u know.. it was getting hard…. and slowly she removed a couple of hooks of her blouse…i had complete access now.. not from the top of her dress but from the inside.. wonderful left breast….i squeezed gently. and I kept doing it.. and she was getting hot n hot.. her breast was bounding.. and I played with her nipple n pinched it gently using my finger..she was kissing my hand… Since it was back seats of the bus there was nobody to watch me either.. and when I put my hand on her lap..she immediately pushed it away… she dint allow me to put my hand on her lap .. I don’t know for what reason.. maybe because its like too much or something.. or its like the most private place for a woman…. I dint know at that point..so I went back to massaging her breast again…and she was happy about that part.. she had a great breast.. trust me … but then I wanted more.. So I went down a bit again.. and still down.. still down till I reached her navel..and then I slowly brushed her lap…this time she dint say anything.. she readjusted her saree again.. to see if she can cover my hand on her lap.. remember..