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Chitra's Bus Encounter

I am Chitra. I would like to share my experience with you. This happened recently. I am in my early thirties, married still in shape. (I am 5 ft 7" tall, fair and 36C 30 38 ). I normally wear saree and usually prefer to wear it low-hip, exposing the deep navel as it suits my height. I also secretly enjoy the stares & peeks I receive when the pallu drifts a bit, to the side. The incident I am about to narrate, happened in one of my bus journeys at Chennai. Sometimes when the bus is crowded there will be some strange hand trying to caress my butt, and after a while, sensing the lack of resistance, usually advance the hand to my bare hip. I like this part especially since I am ticklish around my hips & belly and get very excited when caressed there. My courage level usually ends there and I would start showing some resistance and the hand would vanish as fast as it had appeared.

7.30 pm in the evening. The bus was quite crowded that day and the journey would take one and half hour. I was sandwiched in the middle of the bus. I was standing right at the centre of the bus, resting my shopping bags on the floor between my legs. I had to lift both my hands over my head to hold the overhead railings since the ride was\r\n especially jerky. It was dark outside and the light inside was too dim. \r\nIt was only a matter of time before that anticipated hand from a stranger from the back began resting on my butt lightly. I couldn\'t feel it at first, as the bus was too crowded , until the hand firmly rested on my back. I had a chill running over my spine when I remembered that I wasn\'t wearing panties too that day. Perhaps the stranger also realised it at the same time, he started cupping my bare butt through my dress and started running his fingers along the crevice. I was beginning to get excited in spite of the long tiring day. The one thing I noticed was that the person standing behind me (whoever that was?!!) was very short. He was only to my shoulder level I guess. He slipped in his other hand through my dress on to my waist. His hand was surprisingly soft and tender. His right hand was caressing my back where as his left hand was on my bare\r\n belly, moments later he discovered my deep navel and started fingering it. My excitement was certainly building up and I was holding the railing tighter.\r\n",1]
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One evening, I had to go shopping and chose to wear churidhar and decided to leave my panties at home. It was maroon in colour and brassieres were black. I finished my shopping and was returning around 7.30 pm in the evening. The bus was quite crowded that day and the journey would take one and half hour. I was sandwiched in the middle of the bus. I was standing right at the centre of the bus, resting my shopping bags on the floor between my legs. I had to lift both my hands over my head to hold the overhead railings since the ride was especially jerky. It was dark outside and the light inside was too dim.
It was only a matter of time before that anticipated hand from a stranger from the back began resting on my butt lightly. I couldn't feel it at first, as the bus was too crowded , until the hand firmly rested on my back. I had a chill running over my spine when I remembered that I wasn't wearing panties too that day. Perhaps the stranger also realised it at the same time, he started cupping my bare butt through my dress and started running his fingers along the crevice. I was beginning to get excited in spite of the long tiring day. The one thing I noticed was that the person standing behind me (whoever that was?!!) was very short. He was only to my shoulder level I guess. He slipped in his other hand through my dress on to my waist. His hand was surprisingly soft and tender. His right hand was caressing my back where as his left hand was on my bare belly, moments later he discovered my deep navel and started fingering it. My excitement was certainly building up and I was holding the railing tighter.
\r\nHe then became bolder and inserted his right hand through my dress to rest on my bare right butt cheek! \r\nHe slowly started executing his game plan. He enjoyed feeling my bare flesh around my hip & thigh region. His hand loitered there for a while. He moved his hand again from my hip to the back, resting his palm on my butt cheek, enjoying the sensation of my bare round butt. He kneaded the flesh in the region and pinched me there. I could still not comprehend the fact that all this was happening in a crowded bus. It was beyond my wildest imagination. He moved his fingers to run along my butt crevice, sending shocks all over me. My only reaction was to clutch the rails tighter. His finger travelled from top to bottom, up & down along the crevice. He seemed to have enjoyed it very much. He then rested it on my anus. I was totally unprepared for this, because even my husband hasn\'t touched me there. He attempted one hard push with his finger making me\r\n stand on tip toes and gasp. His fingers loitered there a bit longer and moved down targeting the prime spot now. His fingers reached the base of my pussy lips from behind through my already spread legs (since my shopping bags were in between my legs). I involuntarily spread my thighs a bit more wide and his middle finger easily entered my now very wet pussy lips. He managed to insert another finger too as my thighs were now spread wide enough. My excitement was mounting and I was beginning to get more scared at the same time. He started wriggling his fingers inside my pussy while I was standing there horrified and helpless (excited nevertheless) His index finger found the skin of my clit and started applying pressure there. The bus stopped at the next stop and more people got in. We were pushed from behind and I had to move one step forward. He held me in the same position and we moved forward together. It was a very weird feeling to move my legs with a stranger\'s fingers in my\r\n pussy. ",1]
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He then became bolder and inserted his right hand through my dress to rest on my bare right butt cheek!
He slowly started executing his game plan. He enjoyed feeling my bare flesh around my hip & thigh region. His hand loitered there for a while. He moved his hand again from my hip to the back, resting his palm on my butt cheek, enjoying the sensation of my bare round butt. He kneaded the flesh in the region and pinched me there. I could still not comprehend the fact that all this was happening in a crowded bus. It was beyond my wildest imagination. He moved his fingers to run along my butt crevice, sending shocks all over me. My only reaction was to clutch the rails tighter. His finger travelled from top to bottom, up & down along the crevice. He seemed to have enjoyed it very much. He then rested it on my anus. I was totally unprepared for this, because even my husband hasn't touched me there. He attempted one hard push with his finger making me stand on tip toes and gasp. His fingers loitered there a bit longer and moved down targeting the prime spot now. His fingers reached the base of my pussy lips from behind through my already spread legs (since my shopping bags were in between my legs). I involuntarily spread my thighs a bit more wide and his middle finger easily entered my now very wet pussy lips. He managed to insert another finger too as my thighs were now spread wide enough. My excitement was mounting and I was beginning to get more scared at the same time. He started wriggling his fingers inside my pussy while I was standing there horrified and helpless (excited nevertheless) His index finger found the skin of my clit and started applying pressure there. The bus stopped at the next stop and more people got in. We were pushed from behind and I had to move one step forward. He held me in the same position and we moved forward together. It was a very weird feeling to move my legs with a stranger's fingers in my pussy.
\r\nI was beginning to get concerned and scared more while he continued to massage my clit and pinch my outer lips with his thumb. I was close to cumming , but didn\'t want that to happen on a bus ,since I am loud normally. I was getting so scared. I turned and whispered to him "please stop now ". He appeared to think for a while and decided to remove his fingers from my pussy . I relaxed and sighed. I was profusely sweating. I was looking positively horrible. He continued to rest his hand on my bare belly inside and his hard on was pressing on my butt now. This is familiar to me though . He moved his hand up below the dress and squeezed my left tit. His fingers then tried to get into my bra also, but couldn’t. By then my stop was nearing , and I decided enough is enough and felt too scared to take more risks that\r\n day. I got quickly freed from him and managed to get down the bus with my bags. \r\nI rushed straight to the restaurant nearby and off I went to the toilet there and masturbated. I then cleared my dress and had a coffee there to calm down a bit before coming out of the restaurant. The little buggar (my hero?) was standing there at the bus stop, staring at me with a sly smile . I didn\'t have the nerve to wait there any longer ,so I quickly hailed an auto and went home. That night, I had the best sex with my husband till date. \r\n \r\n(Un)fortunately, I never managed to find the guy again though. \r\n",1]
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I was beginning to get concerned and scared more while he continued to massage my clit and pinch my outer lips with his thumb. I was close to cumming , but didn't want that to happen on a bus ,since I am loud normally. I was getting so scared. I turned and whispered to him "please stop now ". He appeared to think for a while and decided to remove his fingers from my pussy . I relaxed and sighed. I was profusely sweating. I was looking positively horrible. He continued to rest his hand on my bare belly inside and his hard on was pressing on my butt now. This is familiar to me though . He moved his hand up below the dress and squeezed my left tit. His fingers then tried to get into my bra also, but couldn’t. By then my stop was nearing , and I decided enough is enough and felt too scared to take more risks that day. I got quickly freed from him and managed to get down the bus with my bags.
I rushed straight to the restaurant nearby and off I went to the toilet there and masturbated. I then cleared my dress and had a coffee there to calm down a bit before coming out of the restaurant. The little buggar (my hero?) was standing there at the bus stop, staring at me with a sly smile . I didn't have the nerve to wait there any longer ,so I quickly hailed an auto and went home. That night, I had the best sex with my husband till date.

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