Saga 4 - Beggining Of An Orgy Group – Sravya's Tale
PURE FICTION. NONE OF THIS EVER HAPPPENED. Fifth story from me and I’m providing the links of my earlier stories. Follow them Being in a busy and hectic schedule with my work, I managed somehow to dedicate one day to attend my best friend- Daevi’s (Yeah, the same one I had a lesbian encounter with) marriage reception. I know she’s gonna kill me for not attending her marriage. Yet, I decided to visit her for I needed a break from my work. I could not find a reservation in a train on such short notice. So, I decided to catch a bus and planned for a night to and fro journey, as the reception was planned in the evening. As its just one day trip, I didn’t pack much luggage, just a set of saree, blouse and some ornaments. As I had reserved my ticket in a single-stop a/c bus, I know all the amenities will be provided within. So I didn’t bother to carry a shawl or a bottle with myself. On the D-day, I dressed myself in a tight white printed tee shirt and blue jeans (of course with both my inners on). I waited for the bus at the stop for like some 45-50min, for there was a delay in all departures of all transport modes owing to the Godavari Pushkaras’. Meanwhile, I could notice a few older couples and some single guys (yes, handsome) in the halt station, waiting for the bus along with me. Not over boasting on myself, I know I am someone who can grab a second look from a lot of people. May be that’s because my attire or the perky breasts, making their impression over the shirt. Whatever, I’m enjoying all their stares. Just before the entering the bus, I sincerely prayed god not to threw an older lady or uncle beside me. Once I entered the bus, I moved to my pre-reserved seat and kept my bag over the deck and sat towards the window seat. My seat was over the driver side and about fifth in the row from the back (i.e., like a tenth row from driver). I noticed that most of the elder couples occupied the last seats and the seats in the opposite row were mostly empty. I was eagerly waiting for my co-passenger. The bus started its journey and started picking the travelers from within the city. Then, he entered the bus, just before getting over the highway. I think god had not heard my prayers and I cursed myself for that. He was like 50+years old and might be still working. He was in the formal attire in a white shirt and black pant and a suit with a tie. He didn’t have a reservation I guess. He took the ticket within the bus, came and sat right beside me. While he was walking towards the seat, I paid him a quick look. Over the top, he was bald and three fourths of his head was a huge shiny ground. He had a fair skin and a clean shave, looked muscular at his arms. With a flat tummy and strong thighs, he looked manly. As he approached closer, I guessed he might be a little younger than 50. Still, I cursed myself for he came and sat beside me. I don’t know why, but I just gave him a smile as he’s about to sit beside me. He returned with the same and adjusted himself. After the bus was nearly full, we entered the highway and I know there won’t be halts anymore. Once the bus entered the national highway, the lights were turned off and started playing some crappy movie in the bus and turned on the a/c. That’s when I noticed that they didn’t provide any shawls to cover ourselves in the bus. After settling down in his seat, the uncle beside me started a small conversation with his introduction and how shitty the movie was. I came to know that his name was Kashyap and was working as a medical representative and have been living away from his family for a while now. He has a real sweet and smooth voice which impressed me a lot. He kept on talking about various topics and was never tired. I liked his energy levels. Out of curiosity, I asked his age and he was like WTF..!!!! I just excused and he said he was 57years old. It was my turn to be shocked. No matter what, he looked too young even to be 45years. We continued talking for a while and then I began shivering because of the cold air blowing from the overhead blowers. He noticed and offered his shawl for me. Though I refused, he insisted me to cover myself with his shawl. A while later, I felt drowsy and was sleepy. I kept my head onto the window for support and tilted to one side. I don’t know when I slipped deep into sleep. By the time I woke up, like maybe after 2-3hours, I noticed myself lying over him and his hand was over my shoulder, in an attempt to embrace me. Surprisingly, his hand was so soft and warm. He was asleep which I could guess seeing at his deep breathes. I gave a close look at him. He was really handsome. With his broad chest, he looked so manly. As I moved a little, he moved his shoulder in his sleep, further close in which I was embraced in. I felt warmth in sideways hug and I just enjoyed that a lot. I placed my head over his chest and could easily hear his heart beat. The bus was traveling at around 60kmph, the entire bus was so dark that I could barely see the people in the opposite row. The cold weather and his warm hug were turning me on like hell. Slowly I placed my hand over his thighs and began caressing him. They were too strong and gently, I moved my hands higher and higher till I reached his crotch. His dick was soft perhaps and was smooth. I sensed him move a little and tightened the hug more. I guess he’s about to wake up, so I kept dumb for some time, but didn’t move my hand from his crotch. As expected, he woke up a little while later and seen my head over his chest and hands over his crotch. He might have thought that I kept it in my sleep and ignored. Just before resuming his sleep, he embraced me further tight and kissed me over my forehead. His kiss was so alive and I can feel the wetness of his lips over my cold skin. He pressed my palm onto his crotch and I noticed his prick coming back to life again.