Night Before Elections

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This happened one day before election in Karnataka. I was returning from RaniBennur. The bus was pretty empty with no one interesting in the bus. However, the main action started from Harihar. People who travel regularly in this route will vouch there are lot of people who board any bus to go to Davangere from Harihar. Once for a change, I was using the style which female members do so frequently, i.e. making their luggage sit next to them. The bus started and I felt lucky since the bus was full but no one ventured to sit next to me. There is a left turn no sooner the bus come out of Harihar bus stand to go towards Davangere. It is here that Sandhya boarded the bus.

To describe her, she must be in mid thirties wearing a green and blue colored sari, nothing glaring or tempting except for a very homely face. She came and looked at me, voluntarily; I moved inside and gave her the aisle seat. As predicted she made herself uncomfortable to ensure my body did not touched her. Every turn she almost fell of the seat but still no touch of my body. Men can vouch for this, when they have lustful intentions and women behave like this, they do not feel bad, if there is no lust then this behavior irritates. Out of irritation I told, you will fall and the bus will get empty in Davangere and she can choose any seat better than this, but till then she can sit properly. To this she smiled and said in Kannada, the way you looked at me and moved yourself to window side, I thought you did not like any woman touching you and she smiled.

Davangere, as always almost all the people got down and then Sandhya moved to the next two seater in front of me. The lights went out no sooner we were out of the bus stand. It must have been near Chitradurga, when I woke up. I found my legs stretched and very near to the legs of Sandhya who was wearing black colored chappal. Though there was nothing exciting about her but a curiosity can such a homely faced woman indulge in such a loose pleasure. So I knowingly allowed the bus movement to make fingers of my leg touch the back portion of her leg. It was neither the tickling nor the proper soft rub. The touch was just good enough for someone realise that something was touching the leg. Sandhya, did not move her legs nor show any signs of disgust.

Though my heart was beating fast but it was my gun which had started its salute. Silence meant either she was in deep sleep or enjoying. So I made my next move, I started using my legs more rigorously. Also I realised that she was sitting on the aisle side of the seat. I acted to sleep with my head rested on the arms of cross bar of the seat with the other hand low down the seat. I started feeling Sandhya from the side. First my fingers touching her back and with every jerk going inch closer to her breasts.

I realised it was now her leg rubbing my toe and also she had fully raised her arm to hold the bar in front. I wanted to enjoy every minute, so I started to run my hand and feeling her breasts with one finger or three fingers at the most. I thought it will be correct to get shawl out and then go and sit next to her so that I could enjoy her more. I stood up next to her to open the bag on the over head and pull the shawl out. Since the bus was having a rough bus ride I had to stand longer than what was needed, this turned out to be blessings in disguise.

Sandhya brought her head and kept it on my crotch, she turned her face and kissed my gun with so much of pressure as if she was going to sink in it. She was moving her mouth away and coming back at it as if there was a magnet and kissing at a greater intensity with a sound as if she was getting irritated. I took my hand and reached out to pull my zip down when she held my hand and said, aadu matra bada please, meaning not that one please. Now she had stopped kissing but was using her hand to rub my shaft over my pant. I was thoroughly enjoying, when I realised it will not be right on my part to stand in an empty bus. This prompted me to ask , naanu nimma jothege sit madala( Can i sit next to you) but she denied. I could not control myself went back pulled my gun out and started playing with it. The urge was severe to jerk myself but could not do it in the bus. In some I could feel her hand searching me but ended touching my legs instead.

Now I thought of a brilliant idea, I went and stood in the same position next to her but with my guns pointing 90 degree.

As usual she came close to kiss my crotch ended kissing my gun and she moaned uumff and shee and abrubtly went to the window side, I was disappointed but somehow stood for some time, she looked at me and came back to the original side and again kissed the tip of my penis. She took my cock in her mouth and kept it like that for some time, with her tongue licking my tip in circular movement.

She kept it like that for some time, i felt she did not want to do anything else so I started to push my cock in and out of her mouth. In response she started the movement upward downward slowly and fast suddenly with her tongue. It was heavenly, when she took my gun into her mouth and started to lick my tip going all the way down. Sometimes she held my cock in between her teeth it was now my turn to moan shhhhh when she licked the place which she held between her tongue. Suddenly the city lights started to come in view, she sucked it one more time and looked at me as if asking me to go back to my seat. It was Hiriyur.

Of the seven people in the bus three more got down so the three seater adjacent to her got empty so i jumped and occupied the aisle side. The bus started and I pretended to sleep horizontally praying the lights to go off soon. Sandhya got up and went and occupied the three seater next to the one I occupied. I looked at her out of shock when she smiled and asked sustha aagilva meaning are you not tired. I said not at all to which she said she is tired and needs rest. IT was my turn to sit in shock and she was lying down in three seater with her eyes closed. I waited for some time and put my hand to at least touch her, it straightaway landed on her stomach, and I kept my fingers and started to feel her navel going inside in circular way with a finger and occasionally touching her entire stomach with my palm. The bus somehow entered a rough patch when my hand slipped and went down to her mound.

I applied pressure with my palm on her mound once, twice, thrice when she herself started to push her mound to my palm. I thought this is the right time got up from my seat and went to her seat lifted her head which was on the aisle side and made her sleep on my lap. Out of the lust to own her I squeezed her lips between two fingers and immediately started kissing it. I had held her lip in squeezed way in my left hand with my right I started tickling her navel to down inside her sari. I kept feeling the marks made by tightly tied petticoat strings on her lower stomach. Naanu nimmana stop madolla, yen baku madakolli she said and turned to the left side, which meant, I will not stop you do whatever you want.

Her turning had made my hand free and I started to play with her clit pressing it in circular movement occasionally taking the finger as if I was dipping it into the vagina. When I inserted the finger she said ode madi, do that only. I started to finger fuck her slowly in and out in and out whenever I was pulling out my fingers she was pushing her crotch to get the feel of my fingers. She was moaning shhhhh, ummm, offff, and saying saaku saaku, tadkollike akta illa. bada re, bada, stop, stop I cannot control no, do not do. I increased the speed of my fingers while I bent my face and started to suck her lips. My fingers were on my tongue was in her mouth when she went stiff and said agata ide and her orgasm and fingers were wet fully. By this time the bus was entering shira so i quietly got up to go back when she said, Tumkur inda Bangalore tanka nanna turn, Bangalore alli full nimage. Which meant it is my turn from Tumkur to Bangalore and in Bangalore I am all yours.