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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
I am Nikita, 23 from Bengaum. I am Arts graduate and Doing M.A.
I remember an incidence of about 2/3 years back when I was in the last year of my college. I was traveling from Belgaum to Kolhapur to attend our family function. My younger sister, Kavita 18, and my brother Rajesh 14, (all names changed) were with me. The function was scheduled in the afternoon next day, but there were so many things which remained undone at Belgaum. So, whole day we were busy in completing most of the work and left Belgaum rather late in the evening. My mother had already at Kolhapur from 3-4 days.
We had booked our tickets in advance. So there was no problem in getting in to the bus. However, there was tremendous rush for the bus. About 20 to 25 people were standing between the seats. Kavita was sitting at the window, Rajesh was between us and I was at the extreme left side. Our seat was second from last. On my left side, there were a row of persons standing. The evening light faded soon and darkness fell. As soon as the Conductor finished his work, the lights were put off.
As there was nothing much to do, all passengers started to doze off soon. Kavita had also closed her eyes and was trying to get some sleep. Rajesh got bored with that rush and soon rested his head on Kavita’s shoulder and slept. The bus was running smoothly. At some sports, repair work was going on and hence the bus was jolting frequently. At one of such occasions, I felt somebody’s fingers were touching my shoulder.
At first I ignored it because such things always happen during journey, especially when there was rush. When that incidence repeated for 3-4 times and casually looked up. A young man of about 25 years was standing near me, his hand hanging just few inches away from my shoulders. He was awake. The lights of vehicles coming towards our bus were falling on his face as he was standing. He was handsome…no doubt about it…he was very very handsome and dressed well. When I looked at him, he deliberately avoided my gaze and started to look at other direction.
It looked very funny to me. He was interested in me…I was sure about it….He was also interested in touching me! Then why he was avoiding to look at me? I decided to make him more impatient. I put on the flashlight of my mobile and holding the mobile before me, I deliberately bent forward. I was wearing a lose top. I thought if I bent forward, my pointing breasts would be clearing visible to that man, standing near me. My guess proved correct. He saw my breasts in the flashlight and he turned hot. Next moment, I sensed his fingers were touching my shoulders again. I put off the flashlight and just looked up encouraging him to take the next step. As if he knew my mind, he slid his hand down still further. I sensed his fingers were touching the upper portion of my bra. I leaned back again so that the lose material of my top tightened over his hand. It happened, just as I thought. I felt the pressure of his hand on the swell of my breast.
I felt good. I again leaned forward to enable him to slid his finger still further. He was anticipating this. As I leaned forward, my lose top made enough space for his hand to go ahead. As his fingers reached up to my nipples, I shivered. I looked at him and smiled. In response, he also smiled and took my nipple in his fingers and pinched it. It hurt slightly, but his act was very sensational. To encourage him further, I put my right hand on his hand and tapped it lightly. He knew what I wanted. He took my full breasts in his right hand and started fondling it and squeezing it. I was very very exited.
I wanted that sensation more and more. My right breast was still untouched. He could not touch both my breasts at a time. I thought for a moment, looked at him and said, `Can you accommodate yourself here?` and I moved forward in my seat, making some space for him to sit. He thanked me and sat near me. Now we were more close to each other. I moved still further to make him more comfortable. I leaned my forehead on the steel bar before me and pretended to be drifted into sleep. He saw my position. My top was hanging lose and there was ample space for him to put his hand in. Knowing my intention, he inserted his hand inside my top and grabbed my left breast. He first moved his fingers over the thin cotton material of my bra. Through bra also, I felt the heat of his hand. His fingers were now inside my bra and he took out my breast even though my bra was not unhooked. I felt very uneasy, as the thin cotton material stretched further due to tension and sunk in the soft flesh of my breast. So I reached behind and unhooked my bra. My breasts were now free for him to handle. He started to squeeze them turn by turn. I moaned, but the sound merged into the sound of engine. My nipples were becoming hard and I felt wetness in my panties.
I looked around. Nobody was watching us. Thick darkness encouraged me to go even further. I turned towards him and whispered in his ears, `My lips….touch them with yours’ I turned my head at his side. He pulled me towards me and pressed his hot lips on my trembling lips. I felt as if I was melting. Our lips stayed together for a long time. I could not even breathe freely. I disengaged myself and took a deep breath. That was a very very passionate kiss! `My God, you are hot’ I heard his words.
By now I was on fire. I wanted that liplock again. `Kiss me again…please…hard’ I murmured. Our lips met once again. This time, he put his tongue into my mouth and started moving it. I shivered as if I got an electric shock. It was a delicious experience. There was a strong desire to submit my body to him completely. I once again looked abound. Nobody was awake. I tried to look at my watch, but it was so dark that I could not see the time. `Is Kolhapur far away still?’ I asked him. `About an hour or so…..why? He was probably seeking my approval to go ahead. `Can I….? He said putting his hand on my left thigh. I did not say anything. I just wanted that.
I undid my salwar and slid it below. My top was long enough to cover my nakedness and the darkness gave me courage. He started moving his hand over the smooth flesh of my round thighs. He massaged both my thighs vigorously. My body was on fire. I clinged to him and demanded more and more. He moved his hand upwards and touched the elastic of my panties. He slid his hand in and touched my secret place. It was so wet that his finger went in smoothly and I sighed in a subdued voice. There was a strong desire to push myself upward or ask him to plunge his finger deeper. I took his hand and pressed it in still further. His finger hit the bottom and I realized that I can’t hold back for more time.
I searched for a small napkin in my bag and found one. I said to him, `Use it, I may cum at any time’ He obeyed. `Use two fingers…. I want to be filled completely and rub….yes…..harder…Yea…just like that…Oh….still harder…..Oh God……...I am…cummmmingssss… Aah…..Aah. I actually wanted to moan loudly, but I controlled it with tremendous efforts. I cum very hard. All the blood in my body was rushing towards my pussy with tremendous force and I was throwing it out of my body. I lost all my strength. I remained speechless, sensing the outburst of waives coming again and again. I was breathing very heavily. The waives stopped and I took a deep breath. What a terrible orgasm I had! Just wonderful!! Certainly beyond description!!! I was completely exhausted….
I looked at him. He was still holding my napkin filled with my juices. `Thanks Mr…?? `I am Vikas. Just call me Vikas’ he said smiling. `Thanks Vikas. Thanks for everything’ I said. I took the napkin from his hand. `Tell me what can I do for you… here…just now! I will do anything for you, just tell me’ I asked him. `Can you do it for me …also? I desperately need it. I am feeling as if I will burst.’ I realized his situation. The excessive foreplay made him very horny. He wanted release immediately. I took his hand and said shyly `please let me….’ . He knew what I meant. He just put his zipper down and pulled out his throbbing shaft. O God! What a terrible thing that was! It was moving up & down. `Hold it in your hand and move your fingers over it’ I obeyed. It was stiff, but still very flexible. `Harder…’ He said and I increased my speed. `Oh.. Aah…..keep on moving your fingers down the length….it feels sosssss good’ I continued to rub his shaft. A few minutes went by and I sensed his shaft was getting stiffer and stiffer. He moaned loudly and before I could do anything, spurts of hot white jelly erupted from his shaft and stuck at the backside of the next seat. It was very thick, so it did not trickle down. I hurriedly applied the napkin and collected all his semen carefully. It was really a very large quantity. Then I wiped out the first spurts from the backside of the opposite seat. They were about to trickle down. My fingers were become sticky. I took out the bottle of drinking water and washed my hands and also asked him to do so. We both were relieved completely. I cleaned his penis with fresh napkin. It was now limp and lifeless. He put it in his shorts and pulled on the zipper. I looked at myself. My bra was still unhooked. I hooked it and adjusted my panty and pulled on the salwar. Nobody, even my brother who was sleeping by my side, did not know anything about our endeavour. It was really a surprise that even in a fully packed bus, we could satisfy ourselves to our full satisfaction! What a miracle!!!
After about half an hour, the Conductor switched on the lights as Kolhaur was approaching. Vikas also stood by my side immediately. I looked at him and smiled. I got down and shook hands with Vikas in gratitude. `I am Nikita. Thanks for everything…’ In face, I wanted to talk to him more… much more…and Vikas was also eager to tell me something…., but then I heard Rahul and Kavita were calling me. Unwillingly, I turned to go. When I looked back, Vikas was waiving at me. I looked back twice….he was still waiving at me… till the people surrounded him and he disappeared in the crowd…..
Hi friends, How is my story? Can you send your comments to me. My email address is nikita.sahoo23@gmail.com
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