Unforgettable Bus Ride In My Life

Hello Friends this is the first time I am writing a story which was really unbelievable for me and an unforgettable one. This occurred about 4 years ago but still I feel that it all happened yesterday. Let me introduce myself and then let us go to the story.

About myself, I am a 30 year old female, slightly stout, I put on weight after I gave birth to my child but when the story happened I was still unmarried. I have very good breast size 40 and wheatish complexion. I am writing this story as I cannot share it to anyone close or to my husband as they will brand me a slut or whore. I am 5 feet 3 inches tall and would weigh 60 kg.

This story happened when I was working in Bangalore as a beautician and would take up contracts for bridal makeup. My native is Hunsur and at times visit my village when I go to Mysore for any bridal makeups.

As usual it was a visit to one of my clients for bridal makeup and it was very tiring for me that time as I had visited my village in morning stayed their till evening and then went to a wedding hall in Mysore for my work. The bride had 2 sisters and 4 cousins for whom I had to perform pedicure, manicure and facials.

I had to do complete makeup for the bride for the reception on that evening and later makeup for marriage on next day. I could catch a wink or two only after 2 am in the morning and next day I had to be up by 6 am to get the bride and her sisters ready for the marriage. By the time I finished all my work and got relieved from the marriage party it was 2 pm. I had to stay back 1 more hour to ensure that the bride is looking good until she is going to her in-laws house at about 4 pm. I was asked to stay there until then but I somehow managed to move out by 3:30 pm. I was offered a drop to Bangalore by the brides relative which I denied and took a drop to Mysore bus stand.

The moment I reached the bus stand I got a Bangalore bound bus although not an nonstop one but wanted leave Mysore early as to ensure that I could reach my PG in Bangalore well before 9 pm. I boarded the bus and got a window seat on a 2 seater.

The next minute a good looking man sat next to me. I did not bother look at him initially as I was very tired. I bought my ticket from the conductor and once the bus started moving due to the cool breeze I was deep asleep. I would have slept for about 30 to 45 minutes and I was suddenly woken up by the man sitting next to me. To my surprise I was sleeping on his lap. He woke me to tell me that it was Mandya and the conductor had asked him to wake me up. I felt shy and told him sorry and it was for the first time that I had slept on a strangers lap. He told it was fine and told me that when I leaned on to his shoulder he got to know that I as tired and let me sleep on his lap.

After few minutes of silence, the man introduced himself and told me that he was a resident of Bangalore and had come to his aunties house in Mysore. It was then I had a proper look of him, he was slightly stout, good looking, I initially felt he was a Marwadi but got to know that he was a Mangalorean. He spoke fluent Kannada. He had very good chest and was strongly built.

I offered him some biscuits which was in my bag but he refused and told me that if he eats biscuits would feel thirsty and did not carry any water. I forced him to take some biscuit and told that I have a bottle of Maaza and we can share that too. We got social quickly and started discussing about my visit and his visit. By now the bus had reached Madur and he got down and checked if I wanted something to eat. I told him not to get anything and I showed him that I was carrying another pack of good day biscuits which we can share. After about 10 minutes he came back and we resumed the bus journey.

It had started to become dark and the lights inside bus was lite only until the conductor had issued tickets and was turned off. There was only a green light in the bus giving a dim light. We were talking and he suddenly took my right hand pulled it to his lap to which I readily gave in. He was wearing a jerkin and had removed and put it on his lap and our hands were under the jerkin. I felt warm and felt that my other side of the palm was touching his penis. I felt horny and shy too but did not did show my feeling. Suddenly he turned my hand and kept it on his penis which was rock solid. I could not feel it well as he was wearing a jeans pant.

I wanted to feel his penis but did not know it was good to tell him. Looks like he sensed it and opened his pant zip and pulled his monster out. He guided my hand to his monster. I could only catch his top of the penis as the rest was still inside his underwear and pants. He then lifted himself up unbuttoned the pant and pulled he pant and underwear slightly down and released the monster fully. It was fully erect and I could feel the whole thing now. He ensured that the jerkin as covering his lap and my hand well. This was the first time I was holding a mans penis in my hand.

Although my friends and I had seen some xxx movies but never had I seen or felt a matured penis. I think his monster was about 5 to 6 inches long and was a quiet thick as a scooter handle. I was exited and my cunt had started juicing. He slowly put his hands on my shoulder and started feeling my breast which was stiff. He could not do much as it was a bus and did not want to alter any unwanted attention. I was gently stroking his penis probably for about an hour and we were already at the outskirts of Bangalore. I cursed the driver for being fast and the traffic that was not present that day as I could enjoy his penis for some more time.

As the lights were switched on I slowly removed my hand. He wore his pants back after pushing his monster in. We shared our numbers and it was time to get off the bus. He did offer me a drop to Nandini layout in his bike but I did not want that as I did not want him to disturb me or him to know my place. I told him that i was staying with my uncle and he would be there to pick me in some time. We parted our ways and telling to be in touch with each other. That night I did not sleep and was dreaming my experience in the bus.

For the next 2 days I did not call him or message him as he had asked me not to call or message unless he does the same. On third day I got a call from him and we did talk for about 5 minutes. He then told that he would be coming to Nandini layout for some work on that Saturday and asked I was free and if we could meet. I told I would not be able o commit on the same and would let him know on Friday. On Friday he again called me and we agreed to meet in the BBMP park in Nandini layout on Saturday evening.

I would be sharing my experience with him on Saturday and what went between us in my next episode. Please do provide your feedback on this story to my email id [email protected].