Hi guys,I read your comments on jacking in the bus.I showed this to my
mother who has been a victim of sexual abuse quite a few times in the
crowded buses of Chennai.Here is my mother's first hand experience
which she narrated to me
"Let me first introduce myself.I am a working woman , 42 years old
and have been married for about 9 years now and am based in
Chennai. I am working for a reputed travel agency and enjoy my work
quite a lot. I am considered ambitious , attractive and have a well
maintained figure of 36-25-35 of which I am obviously proud of.
One evening I had to work a little late at work and as a result missed
my chartered bus to return home. Also no autorickshaws were available
and having no alternative , I had to queue up to take a public MTC bus
home to near Janakpuri. It was already 07.30 p.m . I was traveling in a
MTC bus after a very long time and felt awkward standing in the
crowded queue. After about 15 minutes the bus arrived , which was
already very crowded.(typical of all Chennai buses) and I boarded the
bus having no other choice as the journey was almost an hour to
home . The bus was totally jam packed and after buying my ticket , I
managed to push my way though to stand in the rear / middle of the
bus. I was generally irritated, to be traveling in this crowd , but
resigned myself to the long drive. After a while , I felt something
brush against my bottom and I casually glanced behind to notice a
middle aged person of about 50 plus standing behind me, with a
shoulder " Jolla" / sling bag .He too appeared stuck in the crowd. I
again felt something brush against my bottom and I realized it was this
old man' s hand resting on the " jolla" bag . However , after a few
minutes, he brushed his hand a couple of more times and then very
casually lets his hand lightly rest on my sari on my buttocks - palm
outwards . I was a little taken aback, but decided to ignore it then --- it
is a crowded bus and this could be a mistake - however after a few
minutes I felt his hand begin to slowly move and lightly caress my
buttocks --. I was surprised further and now wondered what to do -
this was quite an obvious and deliberate act and I looked around to
move away , but there was no place to move in the crowded and
cramped bus --- at the same time I was very uncertain and nervous to
create a scene. I then decided to ignore it and also reasoned to
myself that till what extent could he possibly try anything ----, what
with so many people around and that too in a public place to. I was
stuck in my present position. After a few minutes, the old man,
gradually become bolder -- he was now slowly and more firmly
caressing my bottom and sensing my nervousness and dilemma and
lack of resistance on my part , begin to now cup my buttocks. I was
really stunned by this and very surprised by his boldness and glanced
behind and around me to see if anybody had noticed - Nobody else in
the crowded bus was aware of what was going on and the old man
himself was immediately behind me with a very indifferent and
innocent expression. and I undecided on what to do now, with no space to move away, did not resist . Seeing no protest from me, the
old man , now began to now squeeze and knead my buttocks and
cup each one. He put his hand on the crack of my buttocks and was
now very confidently squeezing each bum. I glanced at the other
passengers and no one else was looking at us and were totally unaware
of this happening. Given the lack of space to move away I did not
protest and allowed him to continue --- The old man was pretty
encouraged and, through the saree was now feeling the outline of my
panty and then with a finger , tried to slide it under the panty so that he
could feel the softness of my buttocks better. Inspire of myself I could
feel a little thrill about the whole thing. Letting a strange man touch me
in my intimate areas . He now moved his hand to the lower portion of
my buttocks and begin to push his finger directly on my anus to now
press softly, but urgently on it ---- . I was absolutely stunned by his
boldness and inspire of myself, was getting aroused. by his acts. None
of the other passengers were aware of this and the old man, himself
had a very indifferent and bored look ( while his hands were busy on
my buttocks ). He was now urgently rubbing his hand over the crack of
my buttocks and then pushing his hand and fingers directly onto my
asshole as if to push his hand / finger in. The initial soft caresses of the
beginning were now replaced by heavy and confident squeezing and
kneading of my buttocks. I was getting turned on by this intimate act in
a public bus. He had realized, that I will not protest, and he moved his
hand lower to my side, to caress my legs and thighs and feel their
smoothness and firmness and then gradually bought it back to rotate all
over my buttocks . At that stage, I leant forward to look outside the
window to see if my bus stop was coming , and he then sensing the
opportunity , swiftly, from behind , put his hand between my legs to
now rub my directly on my vagina, this was too much -- a strange man
was rubbing my cunt now. After a few moments removed his hand,
and then stood directly, behind me and begin to rub his hard erection ,
through his trousers on my buttocks and with each jerk of the bus,
would thrust hard against me . Nervously, I looked around and no one in
the crowd was even looking at us. I suddenly found his hand on my
exposed waist and caressing it and holding me for a grip, and was in a
slow rhythm along with the bus movement, stroking and rubbing and
thrusting hard cock on my buttocks --- In the crowded bus no one was
aware of this and I was pretty excited by then and enjoyed the
hardness of his cock on my buttocks , to slowly also move to push
backwards to meet each hard thrust or rub of his. This was like
simulated lovemaking - I was literally being fucked by a total stranger
and that too standing in a crowded public bus ---- and none of the
other co- passengers realized this erotic act right in their midst.
My stop was fast approaching and I turned to move forward , and he
then quickly , moved one hand forward to place it totally upon my
vagina from the front and rubbed it hard. While I turned , he then
gripped my hand tightly and moved it to place it on the front of his
trousers for me to feel the hardness of his erection -- It really was
rock hard and I then quickly moved forward and got off at my stop. I glanced behind and saw he was still in the bus.
I was pretty surprised on this experience --- In a crowded public bus ,
a strange man had deliberately and intimately touched my private
parts ---- caressed , squeezed , cupped , kneaded my buttocks and
fingered my arsehole and I had let him to do so and nobody else in the
bus was aware of this lustful act . He rubbed his erect cock on my
buttocks , rubbed my cunt -- I could not help myself from being highly
aroused by this encounter and admitted to myself that I had enjoyed
it..The whole thing would have lasted not more than 20 -25 minutes."
mother who has been a victim of sexual abuse quite a few times in the
crowded buses of Chennai.Here is my mother's first hand experience
which she narrated to me
"Let me first introduce myself.I am a working woman , 42 years old
and have been married for about 9 years now and am based in
Chennai. I am working for a reputed travel agency and enjoy my work
quite a lot. I am considered ambitious , attractive and have a well
maintained figure of 36-25-35 of which I am obviously proud of.
One evening I had to work a little late at work and as a result missed
my chartered bus to return home. Also no autorickshaws were available
and having no alternative , I had to queue up to take a public MTC bus
home to near Janakpuri. It was already 07.30 p.m . I was traveling in a
MTC bus after a very long time and felt awkward standing in the
crowded queue. After about 15 minutes the bus arrived , which was
already very crowded.(typical of all Chennai buses) and I boarded the
bus having no other choice as the journey was almost an hour to
home . The bus was totally jam packed and after buying my ticket , I
managed to push my way though to stand in the rear / middle of the
bus. I was generally irritated, to be traveling in this crowd , but
resigned myself to the long drive. After a while , I felt something
brush against my bottom and I casually glanced behind to notice a
middle aged person of about 50 plus standing behind me, with a
shoulder " Jolla" / sling bag .He too appeared stuck in the crowd. I
again felt something brush against my bottom and I realized it was this
old man' s hand resting on the " jolla" bag . However , after a few
minutes, he brushed his hand a couple of more times and then very
casually lets his hand lightly rest on my sari on my buttocks - palm
outwards . I was a little taken aback, but decided to ignore it then --- it
is a crowded bus and this could be a mistake - however after a few
minutes I felt his hand begin to slowly move and lightly caress my
buttocks --. I was surprised further and now wondered what to do -
this was quite an obvious and deliberate act and I looked around to
move away , but there was no place to move in the crowded and
cramped bus --- at the same time I was very uncertain and nervous to
create a scene. I then decided to ignore it and also reasoned to
myself that till what extent could he possibly try anything ----, what
with so many people around and that too in a public place to. I was
stuck in my present position. After a few minutes, the old man,
gradually become bolder -- he was now slowly and more firmly
caressing my bottom and sensing my nervousness and dilemma and
lack of resistance on my part , begin to now cup my buttocks. I was
really stunned by this and very surprised by his boldness and glanced
behind and around me to see if anybody had noticed - Nobody else in
the crowded bus was aware of what was going on and the old man
himself was immediately behind me with a very indifferent and
innocent expression. and I undecided on what to do now, with no space to move away, did not resist . Seeing no protest from me, the
old man , now began to now squeeze and knead my buttocks and
cup each one. He put his hand on the crack of my buttocks and was
now very confidently squeezing each bum. I glanced at the other
passengers and no one else was looking at us and were totally unaware
of this happening. Given the lack of space to move away I did not
protest and allowed him to continue --- The old man was pretty
encouraged and, through the saree was now feeling the outline of my
panty and then with a finger , tried to slide it under the panty so that he
could feel the softness of my buttocks better. Inspire of myself I could
feel a little thrill about the whole thing. Letting a strange man touch me
in my intimate areas . He now moved his hand to the lower portion of
my buttocks and begin to push his finger directly on my anus to now
press softly, but urgently on it ---- . I was absolutely stunned by his
boldness and inspire of myself, was getting aroused. by his acts. None
of the other passengers were aware of this and the old man, himself
had a very indifferent and bored look ( while his hands were busy on
my buttocks ). He was now urgently rubbing his hand over the crack of
my buttocks and then pushing his hand and fingers directly onto my
asshole as if to push his hand / finger in. The initial soft caresses of the
beginning were now replaced by heavy and confident squeezing and
kneading of my buttocks. I was getting turned on by this intimate act in
a public bus. He had realized, that I will not protest, and he moved his
hand lower to my side, to caress my legs and thighs and feel their
smoothness and firmness and then gradually bought it back to rotate all
over my buttocks . At that stage, I leant forward to look outside the
window to see if my bus stop was coming , and he then sensing the
opportunity , swiftly, from behind , put his hand between my legs to
now rub my directly on my vagina, this was too much -- a strange man
was rubbing my cunt now. After a few moments removed his hand,
and then stood directly, behind me and begin to rub his hard erection ,
through his trousers on my buttocks and with each jerk of the bus,
would thrust hard against me . Nervously, I looked around and no one in
the crowd was even looking at us. I suddenly found his hand on my
exposed waist and caressing it and holding me for a grip, and was in a
slow rhythm along with the bus movement, stroking and rubbing and
thrusting hard cock on my buttocks --- In the crowded bus no one was
aware of this and I was pretty excited by then and enjoyed the
hardness of his cock on my buttocks , to slowly also move to push
backwards to meet each hard thrust or rub of his. This was like
simulated lovemaking - I was literally being fucked by a total stranger
and that too standing in a crowded public bus ---- and none of the
other co- passengers realized this erotic act right in their midst.
My stop was fast approaching and I turned to move forward , and he
then quickly , moved one hand forward to place it totally upon my
vagina from the front and rubbed it hard. While I turned , he then
gripped my hand tightly and moved it to place it on the front of his
trousers for me to feel the hardness of his erection -- It really was
rock hard and I then quickly moved forward and got off at my stop. I glanced behind and saw he was still in the bus.
I was pretty surprised on this experience --- In a crowded public bus ,
a strange man had deliberately and intimately touched my private
parts ---- caressed , squeezed , cupped , kneaded my buttocks and
fingered my arsehole and I had let him to do so and nobody else in the
bus was aware of this lustful act . He rubbed his erect cock on my
buttocks , rubbed my cunt -- I could not help myself from being highly
aroused by this encounter and admitted to myself that I had enjoyed
it..The whole thing would have lasted not more than 20 -25 minutes."
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