Me And My Bangalore Days Part - 4
Hi, everyone. Moumita here again! It’s really been quite some time now that I haven’t penned down here at Indian Sex Stories. I have been regularly receiving lots and lots of erotic emails about my sex story and a few of them luckily have also met me at my locations where I tread to for my bit of fun (you guys know who I am talking about and am sure you liked your little time there at the woods;) ). Well, for those who are reading about me now, you can know more by going through my previous posts like ‘me and my Bangalore days’ all the 3 parts or ‘my short exhibitionist escapade on a sultry afternoon’ can give you a sneak peek into my life and my ways. Yes, I have been enjoying my little bit of secret life here in Bangalore and still, I have been able to maintain my secrecy without people getting many winks of what I like and love doing to satiate my pervasive desires. Continuing still from the Bangalore days chapter, I would detail a very regular thing here which I believe most of you who travel in BMTC bus outskirts of Yelahanka might know.You get a lot of cheap and labor looking people sometimes in the evening in the buses.And if the bus is crowded, they get into all the stuff right inside the crowd. Many girls might have experienced the same.But am going to narrate here my bit of experiences which I took it in my own ways after a few regular days. I stay at Bagalur crossing inside Yelahanka old town and I haven’t changed my place coz of obvious reasons as this place gives me all the ways to explore my exhibitionist streaks.So sometimes if I get late from the main city, I take the bus to Yelahanka and sometimes it gets a bit late after 8 or 9 and on weekdays it also is a bit crowdy. So, sometimes I stand at the front where the ladies seats are there or in the middle and if no ways then I stand at the back side too of the bus majorly filled with men of whom primarily workers and laborers fill the maximum. So like this, it used to be and as you guys know, I hardly like wearing inners or even if I wear I don’t wear panties at all except when I have my periods. What I discovered standing in the midst of these crowded buses at those odd hours is that people try to take advantage of the crowd n touch u at all places.N they do it in a way very slowly and steadily and if you don’t react they kinda get more bold n do lots more. So yes.I have also been experiencing the same for few days and the kinda girl I am I liked being touched.Didn mind looking at the person who did it. I was touched and groped through my leggings feeling my ass, touched my boobs etc. I too intentionally used to take the bus from old town to Bagalur crossing in the evening and loved all that inside.And yes sometimes when I used to get down, I used to see a man getting down every day at the same place and he used to be the same person who used to touch n feel me. That day, I thought of taking it a bit further.But though not to make him aware of where so that I don’t get into trouble. After getting down at the stop, I stood there for some time and he also got down n was standing there and kept looking at me.He was a laborer or a daily wage person with the very shabby dress and looks in mid-age and little bit grey hair. I had all my juices running in and I wanted to get used up but was thinking the right way.So after some time, I was done fidgeting with my phone and he was done with smoking a bidi all the while continuously looking at me. I was wearing a kurta and a skin fit legging with no panty inside. After some time, I intentionally gave a smile at him.He was kinda confused and was still looking.I looked again and smiled at him and with my hands signaled him ‘what?’. He got a bit bold and came a bit closer to where I was standing and started speaking in Kannada. I told him I don’t know Kannada in Hindi and smiled again.He kinda in broken Hindi asked me something of which I thought he was asking me to cross the road and get inside Bagalur road. Check out indiansexstories dot net for more exciting and erotic stories. People who are familiar with Bagalur road after Yelahanka knows its very dark and filled with small eucalyptus plantations on both sides of the roads and people who have read my earlier posts know me well what I do there. So when he asked me to go inside Bagalur road I agreed but took care to make him not feel that my house is next to the same road. After crossing the road started walking and he was coming at the back. After some time, I was walking on the dark road and after a little bit the shops close to the main road went back and there was nothing but only plantations on both sides and it was all dark. I looked back and saw him just getting inside the plantation and signaling me to come along.I was all so damn wet and wanted to be all noted with this roadside monger. I quickly saw there was none in the vicinity and quickly I went inside the plantation. On entering, the man held my hand and slowly took me more inside to be completely out of sight of the road.And once inside, we found a little open space between a few big eucalyptus trees where only we can see both of us under the little bit of moonlight. He started groping me everywhere and tried kissing me on my lips while his hands were all over my kurta and leggings. Touching and pressing my ass cheeks. He was smelling of bidi and tobacco and his hands were all so rough. I stopped him and wanted it to be a bit more raw so asked him to open his clothes and while he was opening I quickly got rid of my kurta and leggings.And since I didn’t wear any panty inside I was just left in my bra.Seeing me that way, he couldn’t control himself and by that time he was only in a dirty loose underwear and started to press and maul me everywhere. I told him to wait as I wanted to piss and relieve myself first.