A Bus Journey With Dr. Smita Turns Out To Be Love Making Session

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I am a Piscean and my mind wanders a lot. Hence, last write I thought about this crazy fantasy which I could convert into a story. Its a work of Fiction, with no resemblance to reality.

This story is about Mohan, who is a software professional in Bangalore and Savita, a Gynecologist residing in Bangalore. Mohan works in a role which involves a lot of Traveling; he lives out of his suitcase for most of the year. As a pass-time hobby, Mohan is fond of writing down all his daily experiences in a Tiny Yellow diary he carries in his Laptop Bag. Last evening, when I met Mohan he showed me that diary. It was Fascinating Bus Journey.

Here it goes…

On a 16th December evening, I was on one of my Business Visits to Mumbai, my company had done some System implementations for a company in Andheri and the client wanted changes into the systems which my company had designed and implemented for them. I reached near Govardhan theatre (near Yeshwantpur) at 3.00 pm to catch my KSRTC Bus to Mumbai. The bus came by 3.30 pm and I boarded. Mine was a window seat right at the centre of Bus. I reached near my seat and Vola !!! There was this most beautiful girl right next to my seat. She was asleep, with a strand of hair rolling over her forehead.

The A/C blower was ensuring this strand remained afloat. I dumped by bag and wanted to occupy my seat but as there was not enough room, I would have to wake this beauty – which I did not want to do. Bus wasn’t crowded as it was mid-week. The cleaner was busy chatting with Driver and 6 to 7 passengers were occupying the first two rows. Here, I was staring at this girl AND thanking god for making her my neighbor in this journey AND wildly imagining all the possibilities (possible and impossible ones).

The bus started to move, but my Beauty was still sleeping. I was there standing and staring at her. Her closed eyes were protruding. She had light make up on them, making them look shinier. Very limited make-up on her fair skill and a Cherry-Red Lipstick which were so inviting that I could have smooched her then and there, but somehow I controlled.

My eyes slid on her Neck. It was buttery smooth to my eyes, I could only imagine how her touch would feel on my hands. Her scoring features were those assets, nice and round possibly a 32. The top she was wearing was loose below her tits hence could not relish her figure. She had a Pink Bunny Bag on her lap.

While my eyes were enjoying this beautiful sight, the Bus driver braked. I was holding the seat next to me to I balanced myself somehow, but the jerk woke up my beauty. I cursed the driver for breaking my fantasy. She saw me standing, she questioningly said, “Yes?”. I said, that is my seat (pointing to my reserved seat). She realized and immediately stood up to pave way for me to get in. I sat, turned to her and said thanks. She smiled.

I wanted to crack a conversation, the driver braked again. I got a point to start. “These two-wheelers will never learn how to ride on a Highway”. I said that in a generic tone, but loud enough for my beauty to hear. I didn’t turn to her for a comment. She replied on her own, “Ya, some of them are so ignorant and rash riders, that they don’t even think of people waiting for them back at home”. I turned to her and nodded in agreement.

I took my chance in the flow. “By the way, my name is Mohan”. She smiled, shook my hands and replied “I am Smita”.

Me : Mumbai?

Smita : Yes

Me : Thank God

Smita (confused) : What?

Me : Nothing, I am glad I have some company. Traveling along becomes so boring, especially when it is to same place for 3rd time in a Month.

Smita : Hmmn (With a smile)

Me : Basically, I am a software guy, unfortunate enough to be a consultant to this client in Mumbai who is sucked my blood and fucked my happiness.

Smita : Gave me that, “Mind your language” look

Me : Pardon me on that.

Smita : Ya, work is very hectic. BTW, I am a Gyanec. I had two late night baby deliveries yesterday and a conference in Mumbai Tomorrow. Ahhh, where is my beauty sleep!!! (She looked up and sighed).

Her neck was visible in sunlight coming in from window, I so wanted to pounce on her. But I controlled again.

Me : That explains your deep sleep a while back.

Smita : Hey, you had to wait for long, is it?

Me : Yes, I stood right there for 5 minutes, I saw you sleeping like a baby and did not want to offend KSRTC`s tagline (Sleep like a Baby). Hence, waited till you get up on your own.

Smita : So sorry ya, You could have waked me up na.

Me : I love my sleep too and hate it when people wake me from my slumber. That why, waited till your eyes open.

Smita : That’s so true, and thanks for being a gentleman.

Me : Btw, you Snore.

Smita : No ways, you are lying.

I winked gave a wicked smile and we burst out into a hearty laugh.

Me : So doctor saab, how many babies have you got into this world.

Smita : Call me Smita, Mohan.

Smita : Many babies, its been 5 years since my I am practicing.

Me : Such a wonderful feeling to give life to this otherwise lifeless world.

Smita (Perplexed) : This world is not that bad Mohan. It’s all in a way how you look at things. Look for happiness and you will find happiness.

Me : Like your optimism, Doctor Saab.

Smita : The name is Smita, Smita Gaitonde.

Me : Ya just like Bond, James Bond.

We laughed again.

In that laughter, I accidentally brushed my right elbow into her boobs. She immediately reacted and swayed. I exulted.

Me : Sorry, not intended. I was tryin to…

Smita : Its OK, these busy are cramped for room. But next time please don’t let your Elbows wander into danger territories. She said this and she gave a wicked smile.

It was already 5.00 pm and Bus stopped at a Hotel. A 20 min break for Chai and toilet. As the bus stopped, I said, Coffee?. Smita replied, “Ya sure”.

We got down. She said, “You occupy a table, I will be there in two minutes”.

Me : No.

She : Why?

Me : I have a Bladder too.

She : Who is stopping you, go na?

We laughed and entered the respective toilets. We were out in two minutes.

On the coffee table we spoke about our profession, personal lives. There I came to know, she was the first Doctor in her family. The family was very proud of her, but also worried as she was already 30 and not married as yet.

Me : Marriage Pressure, for girls is immense na?

She : Lets not even go there, its like Fucking everybody on this earth wants to get me married.

She : Pardon my language

Me : No Manners on this table please.

She : She smiled.

We got into the bus and the Cleaner put the TV on. He played a romantic Kannada film.

Smita : Not Kannada again, why can`t they play a Hindi/English movie.

Me : Oh Madam, You are in Karnataka. You have to watch our beautiful films.

Smita : Gave me a Grudge look.

Smita did not understand Kannada, hence she dozed off. With my 2 hours experience, I had already known my beauty loves her sleep, Hence I did not disturb her. Her head was resting on her seat back-rest. The bust took a sharp right turn. Her head fell on my shoulder. She woke up “Sorry Mohan”. I was “No worries, you have just fractured my shoulder bone, I think I would need a surgery”.

Smita : Did it hurt that bad?

Me : No ya, Joking. You can carry on with your sleep. Next time please fall on the other side.

Smita : (Gave a grumpy look) so you want me to fall down

Me : No, I am here to catch you na OR we can order a crane to lift you and keep you back on this seat.

Smita : Shut up, I am not that heavy.

Me : Will decide, when I Lift you in my arms.

Smita : What?

Me : Nothing, just joking.

Smita : Mister, why would you like to lift me in your arms.

Me : So that, your feet won`t touch the ground. I don’t like your beautiful feet soiled.

Smita : (Gives a Sad look – almost disgusted) You watch too many Hindi films na?

Me : Blessed with top class flirting skills, only from Bollywood.

Smita : You were flirting with me all the while?

Me : I am good na?

Smita : You are Pathetic.

I turned around and pretending to watch outside the bus. I was acting like I was angry on her last statement. She saw that “Are you angry, my little baby?

With my Ego hurt, I turned my back to her.

To my surprise, she held my arm and with a jerk turned me around.

Smita : Watch your film and don’t talk I want to sleep.

Me : Where did I say a word?

Smita : Sssshhhh

I loved the way our conversation was building up. I had no ill-intentions.

The bus we were traveling is so comfortable on National Highway that even I dozed off. My neck was dangling and even Smita was fast asleep. Don’t know how, but the bus took a turn to overtake a truck. Smita swung to me and her Forehead (the stronger part of skull) hit my upper teeth.

We both were in pain. She held her head and I had a hand on my face.

Smita : Did it hurt? So sorry…

Me : No worries, but what do you eat to have a iron skull

Smita : Show me

I removed my hand, there was slight swelling at that place.

Me : I am ok, Doctor.

Smita : I will decide that, now keep quiet

She came too close for my comfort, lifted my upper lip. It was slightly bleeding.

Smita : You are bleeding, Mohan.

Me : I will be fine in a While.

Smita : No.

She ran to cleaner, she spoke to him about something. The driver stopped at a Dhaba, she got down ran into Kitchen of that restaurant. I was watching all this from my window. She came running out with something in her hands. She got in and signaled the driver to move. I was like “Cool”, My beauty is Fast and Furious.

Me : Where had you gone?

Smita : Bar section of that Dhaba

Me : You finished your drink on 20 seconds, man these ladies are getting fast ya?

Smita : Shut up for the nth time.

She had 3 ice cubes she had borrowed from Bar. She rolled them in her Hanky and gave it to me.

Me : I don’t suck Ice.

Smita : Waste, put it on your wound.

Me : You injured me, you do it.

I bent towards her, she readily put that ice on my cheek where it was swollen. She was also blowing once in a while.

Smita : Feeling better.

Me : No, Please do it again I am so enjoying this.

Smita : Mohan, is the injury feeling better.

Me : If this is what I am getting after being hit. Please bang me with your head every 30 mins.

Smita : You are impossible

Me : Laughed hard.

It was 10 now. The movies were over. I had checked with cleaner, they were to stop at a dhaba at 11 for Dinner.

Smita and me had now spoken about everything on this earth. I wanted us to speak on Love and slowly take it to Sex. I knew this bus ride was my best chance.

Me : So Smita, what is the craziest thing you have done?

Smita : Nothing ya, I am just a boring Doctor.

Smita : And you?

Me : Many but my craziest dream is yet to be fulfilled.

Smita : and what is that?

Me : I want to kiss a Pretty girl in a Moving Bus, she is the prettiest I have ever known, seen or met. It would be a great if she is doctor.

Smita was totally zapped by this frank statement of mine. She dug her head down to gather her feelings and words. She looked up. Before she could turn to me, I had her face in my palms and I planted a peck on her lips.

I left it at the peck. She was shocked for a second or two. I thought she will slap me but she did not. We didn’t talk for more than 15 mins.

Me : Smita

Smita : What?

Me : Are you angry for what happened a while back?

Smita : How does it matter to you, your desire is fulfilled na !!!

Me : But that doesn’t mean I can hurt you.

Smita : You have done it already, Mohan. Now forget and sleep.

Me : I cant leave you sad like this.

Smita : (Angry) What else do you want me to do..

Me : Don’t be sad.

Smita : How dumb can you guys be?

Me : What did I do?

Smita : You did nothing.

She bent towards me, holding me by my neck she kisses my lips. This kiss was the sweetest, juiciest, hottest and possibly the best one could ever have. Her grip was tight and she was almost sucking both my lips. I too sucked her lips, ate off all her lipstick and was playing with her tongue.

After 10 mins, I had to push her to break the kiss. My lungs were gasping for oxygen. She also was huffing and puffing for breath.

Smita : This is how you do it, such a dumbo you are.

Me : Is it ?

I grabbed her by neck and we started to passionately kiss again. This time, I was also hugging her madly. In the heat, I slid my hand in her Jeans. She caught it with her left hand.

Smita : Patience, Mister.

Me : What is that?

I placed my other hand on her left boob and started kissing her right boob.

Smita : Slow, Slow my Rambo. We have lots of time in hand.

Me : Cant, I am hungry

Smita : Having me for Dinner huh?

Me : Yes, I guess.

The lights came on, all of a sudden. I left her in a jiffy. Incidentally no one saw us. She was completed covered too so no worried for now. The cleaner came up to announce dinner break.

We got down, had nice and light dinner. All the while, I was staring at Smita.

Smita : Stop it, don’t make it obvious.

Me : Why are you so beautiful?

Smita : Shut up mohan (she was pink and blushing)

ME : Shut up for Compliments too…which school did you study.

Smita : Finish fast, our bus is waiting for some action.

ME : Horny Doctor.

Smita : Come inside, I will show you what I am.

ME : Dying to my love.

Smita : Oh Love and all. Sir, we have met just 3 hours ago.

ME : And, I will like to meet you every day for the rest of my life.

Smita : Wait, What?

ME : I love you and I would like to Marry you.

Smita : Are you this fast, with all the girls you meet.

ME : Shut Up, Doctor I am serious.

Smita : Ok-Ok. For me this is a big decision. But this night is all ours, can we enjoy this first.

I loved this attitude of Smita. We went inside the bus. We already had two blankets. I had rolled myself into one. Smita had gone to the loo, she came inside and sat next to me. I was acting sleepy. She said, Sir this lady would like to share blanket with you. I ready agreed and parted with half of it. She came inside and held my right hand. I could feel her left boob. She pressed my hand on her boob.

ME : Madam, you are making my rocket harder.

Smita : Yes, because its time for him to fly.

She slowly slid her hand down. She removed my belt buckle and zip in a flash. She unbuttoned my jeans too. My Cock was nice and hard. She slid her hand inside freed my cock from my underwear and some pubic hair.

Smita : Ahh…He is nice and big.

ME : Only for you my love.

Smita : Is it?

She disappeared in my blanket. She had bent on my lap. I was surprised by this fast move. Next I could feel a warm touch on my cock. I could not believe, she was down there sucking my cock.

ME : Love this girl, keep doing it…

She increased her pace. I was moaning in pleasure. She was sucking hard. Her tender lips on my cock felt like heaven, her tongue was massaging my cock. She sucked for 7-10 mins and I knew I was to explode. I held her head and started ramming her mouth with my cock. She got the signal and started sucking more desperately. I bent to her ear and said “I am going to explode now”. She took my whole cock her in mouth and I filled her with my cum. She got her head out. She used a tissue to clean herself and her mouth.

Smita : Did you like it, mister.

ME : I can still believe, this day is actually happening in my life.

Smita : tell me na baby. Did you like it?

ME ; Of course, I am in 7th heaven right now. You were mind-blowingly awesome.

Smita : Whatsapp porn, helps sometimes

ME : Ya it does make a doctor, A Pro-Sucker of Stranger Cocks.

Smita : Yet to see my wilder side baby.

Smita : Oh haan, my conference it at Leela. Why don’t you stay with me in the same hotel.

Smita : Actually, I have an Idea. I will book you as Dr.Anand. He was supposed to come with me on this Conference but he chickened out due to a Family matter. It was his first time and this conference has not Photo Identification Professor. They will take my word.

ME : What if they find out, I am not a Doctor.

Smita : You just be quiet and enjoy food there. Your girl will manage everything.

I forgot all and only remembered, “Your Girl”. It rang in my head for quiet some time.

All night we cuddled in bus. I fingered her twice and she cummed too. I sucked her boobs and licked her.

Night was spent in love making but no penetrative sex. We reached in Mumbai and once my work was done, as committed she called me. She had my paper trail ready in 3 days. Not even an expert could say, I was not Dr.Anand. My Photo Identity, Conference invite and documents were all in place.

The Butler took my bag, I walked behind him. He took me to 3rd floor. I checked into this room. Once the butler was out, I jumped on the bed. Before, I could settle down I heard the phone ring.

Smita : Listen Mister, I am your neighbor. So you know what to do at night.

ME : Of course, get ready to have your mind blown my love.

That night arrived. Dinner was sumptuous. All the Doctors were networking and catching up. I was standing all alone. Smita was far way with a different group. I knew, I could not drink more as Smita does not like Drunk men. I still managed to drink 2 pegs and I ate like a pig.

Dinner was done, I moved to my room. I brushed; I took a bath and was ready for action. I even got some pills handy for longer performance.

At 1.00 am, I got a ring on my landline. It was smita on the line.

Smita : Door is open for you, come soon.

I got out, checked the corridor. Locked my room and slowly pushed her door. It was already open. I went inside locked it from inside. To my surprise, Smita was nowhere to be found. I searched the entire room including bathroom and toilet. I thought she was playing with me. Just when I was about to leave, I got a Text. It was from Smita. “Your Gift is waiting for you in the Closet”. I read and went towards the closet. To my surprise, Smita was standing there. Stark Naked, with a fully Shaven pussy.

Smita : Here you go, You can have me now and with a flash she jumped on me.

I caught her, took her to bed. She was comfortable in my arms. I undressed myself to nothing and jumped on her.

Smita : No Foreplay business. Fuck me and Fuck me Right now.

I loved her straight forward attitude.

ME : As you say.

I found the flavored condoms on bed and wanted to put them on. Smita stopped me.

Smita : Not with these, take me with your plain cock.

I slid my foreskin back. I turned around, asked her suck my fully rosen dick nicely. I also asked her to spit on it. I came to my regular position. In missionary style, I spread her legs.

Smita : Will this pain, Mohan

ME : A bit, but you will love it.

I kept the head of my dick on the entry of her pussy lips. I waited.

Smita : What are you waiting for?

ME : Just smiled.

With a Push I pressed my entire cock inside her pussy. She yelled so hard, I thought the hotel guys would know. I had to shut her up with my mouth. I was ramming her and kissing her madly. I could see tears rolling from her eyes. I Fucked her like this for 5 mins and I cummed in her.

Smita : Don’t worry, I will take pills.

ME : Thanks…

We cleaned up. We came back to have many more such sessions the entire night. I rammed all her holes and made her my whore for the night.

To this day, we know each other and we have a steady relationship.

If all goes well we will marry soon.