Seduced neha in bus near her best friend

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Hi everyone! Let me start by introducing myself. I am 27 years guy from Mumbai. Yes, the city of hot girls and cool boys! I used to work out regularly and had rippled body to make girls swoon over me. But I was a hunter of the wild. I was never satisfied with girls who threw themselves at me. I had the hots for innocent or prude girls who i would seduce and fuck their brains out! If it wasn’t tough target, it wasn’t for me.

So one day i was travelling from mumbai to surat by bus. As some of you would know, surat is in a dry state. Liquor is banned. But that is the real fun. If you are willing to work for it, you can get it at a stone’s throw. Same is with the girls. They are sweet and shy. But peel the layers of the onion and there lies the raw sensuality hidden within. I was late so by the time i reached the bus, all the seats were taken and many were standing. Oh no, it would be a long and tiring journey. So like a honey bee i roamed my eyes around to find any flower where i could taste the nectar. There were two girls travelling together. They were chit chatting with each other. One was seated next to an old man who was trying to sleep. The other was standing. Bu hearing them i got to know that they saw the old man standing so one of them got up to offer him the seat. So the old man was grateful to them. Even though he wanted to sleep but he couldn’t tell them to keep quite because he got a seat only because of them.

I observed them closely. The one seated was chubby, not my types. but the one standing was slim and athletic. She had the curves. She was dressed in a skirt and top, with a cardigan over it. She was between fair and dusky. Her face was super cute, with big black eyes, perfect cheeks with one dimple, slender neck. She had tied her hair in a pony tail. How cute! From their talk i found out they are both in final year of engineering and were going back to their college in surat. I knew i had to taste her today. So i went and stood near them. As the bus started crawling through the busy streets, more people got on with every stop and soon the bus was crowded enough for me to get closer to my heroine. He name was neha. the girl sitting was parul. The bus was jerking along so she as holding the vertical bar to steady herself. They were both chatting and laughing.

I was waiting for the right moment. And soon i got it. The bus driver applied break suddenly. Everyone lurched forward. She was holding the bar so she stood as is. I fell over her and held the vertical bar to steady myself. She was must have taken bath before leaving, i could smell her shampoo and perfume. When i fell over her, i knowingly held her shoulder as if to prevent myself from falling. This pressed her into the vertical bar. She turned around and stared angrily at me. I said sorry, i couldn’t help it. She also understood that it was the driver’s mistake, or maybe not even his mistake because he must have braked to prevent an accident. Perfect, she was a gentle, cute, sympathising girl. Just the types i like.

So now i was holding the vertical bar. It was actually at the back corner of the seat where her friend parul was sitting. She was not really looking behind at neha but just talking to her. Neha’s boobs were on either side of the bar since i was pushing her from behind. Now i was silently waiting for next opportunity. In meantime, i was just inhaling her feminine perfume. And i am sure she must be smelling my masculine perfume as well. It was about 6 PM now already and the bus was scheduled to arrive at Surat by 11 at night. This was a state bus so i was hoping the lights would be dim as these guys hardly replaced old tube lights and dust covered those that were still working. Anyways, it was at least 1.5 hours before it gets dark. I got the opportunity i was looking for. The bus went over a speed bump. I slipped my hand on the vertical bar lower to the level of her boobs. Wit the other hand i was looking at my mobile screen. So when she turned at me in anger she realised that i didn’t do it purposely, rather i was lost in my mobile phone. So she did not create any scene. Now i was truely on my journey. My hand was holding the bar. She was trying to keep her body away from the bar so as not to touch my hand. But the bus was jerking along the way due to potholes and traffic. So every once in a while, she would be pressed into the bar and her boobs would press into the back of my hand. This went on for while a while. Her boob would smash into my hand and then she would pull herself away and then again her boob would smash into my hand. So much for her innocence!

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