Wonderful busride
My name is Vikram and I live in Chennai. I am 26 years old. My email id is [email protected] wrote a story previously called “Brindha and me” in ISS. I love ISS. This is my second story. This happened a couple of days before 2008 diwali, and as such buses are crowded during that time. I was on my way from Pondicherry to Chennai. I took the bus around 8pm. The bus was not packed, but there was no empty seat in sight, so i had to stand. Suddenly the bus halted at one of the stops, and i was amazed to see about 20-25 middle aged women board the bus. It seemed there was some meeting of a multi level marketing company, and these ladies had come to attend that. Since it was a night bus the driver had switched off all the lights except for a single dim night lamp. As i stood, the women filled the bus to the extent that it was fully packed. These women being typical indian housewives were a little plump, with ripe and juicy curves. Two of them came and stood right in front of me so that i was literally standing behind them. I started checking them out. One was fair, with shoulder length hair. Her tits must be 34c, and the ass was definitely more than 36. She was wearing a light blue salwaar kameez. The other one who stood right next to her was slimmer, with small but cute tits. Her ass was also much smaller than the first one. She was in a pale yellow sari. She was holding the bar above to steady herself in the moving bus, so that her armpit was clearly visible due to the sweating which had made her blouse transparent. She must have shaved it a couple of days back, since a hint of hair was starting to grow already. Her sari was also revealing a generous amount of her midriff, which looked delicious enough to lick. Smooth silky skin of her tummy, undulating around a small juicy navel. Though i could not see the navel clearly from my position, i could make out its contour. As with most young guys in their twenties, i too has a desire for women a little older, or should i say a fantasy regarding older women. Looking at these two lovely housewives so close to me, started to have an effect on my cock. Soon it grew to full attention, saluting these two forms of female beauty right in front of me. I wanted to reach out and touch them, but did not. One due to the fear of being called a molester, and second because i did not want a lady to go through the trauma of being touched if she did not want it. There was a lot of jostling within the packed bus, and i was being pushed further on to the woman with the big butt. Along with that the swaying movement of the moving bus resulted in me being pushed into her from behind. My cock was squeezed into her ass. She looked back in surprise, and i quickly apologized. She did not reply and turned away. As the bus moved on, i suddenly realized that she was moving back into me. I did not have any space to retreat behind me, so i stayed put. She had by now pushed her ass onto my crotch, so that my cock was placed firmly on one of her ass cheeks. The swaying of the bus was causing my cock to rub on her soft ass cheek. My cock was throbbing hard now, and getting very, very uncomfortable. I somehow managed to move myself a little to the side, so that my cock moved away from her ass, and i was between the two women, but behind them. As soon as i moved, she looked back through the corner of her eyes, with a questioning glance. I looked down sheepishly, too embarrassed to look at her. She looked away, but suddenly i felt something on my left thigh. Startled, i looked down, to see that she was caressing my leg with her palm. As i looked, she moved her hand over to my crotch and gripped my hard cock in her hand, squeezing it gently. As i looked up, i saw her smiling at me, and she winked. She moved her palm over the length of my cock, feeling for the size and girth. I put my hand inside the pant pocket and pulled my brief down and pulled my cock out of the brief. So when she started feeling my cock, she got a good feel of the entire monster in its full glory. Her eyes widened as she kept feeling it and she carefully looked down for a view. She used two fingers to hold by jeans tight around my cock, so that she could see the impression clearly. The amazement was always the same, i thought, and grinned to myself. Now that i was reassured that she was willing game, i gently placed a palm on her married, juicy ass. As soon as i did that, she looked into my eyes. It was my turn to wink, and i squeezed her ass softly. I started exploring her ass, feeling both the soft globes, and then gently squeezing each of them. I slowly lifted her kameez and slipped my hand beneath it. Now i was touching her ass through only the thin cloth of her salwaar and her panties. I was amazed that she wore a very small panty so that most of her ass was out of her panty. This gave me an unhindered feel of her soft ass. As i felt her soft ass, i could make out the smooth skin under that salwaar. I slipped a finger between the two ass cheeks and moved it up and down. This caused her to move her hips around, like a hot lady in heat. All this while she kept on feeling and rubbing my cock over my jeans. I slowly lowered my hand, so that my fingers were now brushing against the lower part of her ass. She closed her eyes in pleasure, and i pinched her gently. Then i proceeded to touch her pussy from behind. It was hot. As i pulled her panty aside, a hot , wet feel greeted my fingers. Her pussy juices were flowing freely, and my fingers were coated with her love juices, wetting her salwaar as well. I fingered her pussy over her salwaar and she whimpered, shivering slightly. Luckily the noise was lost in the crowded bus, and nobody noticed her, except the other woman. She bent towards her and whispered something. In reply the fat ass one just smiled and indicated downwards, towards my cock, which she was still caressing.