Dear friends,
This is a real story narration. There is no make up or exaggeration anywhere. We must trust one another in this regard, as there is no need or motivation for making up or exaggerating anything.
It was late evening of a beginning winter. As usual, the bus was dim lit and over-packed with passengers. There was hardly any space and I stood behind a woman aged about 35, (and myself in my 20's). In those Asian countries, because of overpopulation and poverty, there is hardly any concept like 'personal space', as it is in the developed wealthy nations such as UK, USA, GERMANY etc. So she was ok with that 'zero space' situation, as myself too in that crowded bus and none, including the bus conductor would object, (unless openly playing any mischief).
As the bus departed the bus-stand and started running and jerking on the poor uneven surface of the road, I felt her buttocks touching me. After some time they began pressing my Johnson. Our heights were so adjusted naturally that it happened by itself. In other words, her ass-joint and my Johnson were exactly at the same level, facing each other.
My hot blood at the age of 22 started running fast, and it did its work in my Johnson who stood up in a matter of seconds.
I could see that the woman was excited a nd enjoying the touch of my hot, tightly erect Johnson. As the time passed, she pushed against me with more and more pressure. For me there was not that much of enjoyment (probably because she was much older than me). Even then, after a few seconds, I started getting slightly wet in the front end (tip of Johnson). Of course, not as much as a female's 'pinky' would get wet, because nature has provided that great lubrication in enough quantity in a woman's 'pinky'. We both remained in the same position, to continue those lovely moments. I started thinking that either she was a widow, or her husband had lost all the 'vitality' to keep his Johnson's hardness while in bed, or had a tiny one, or probably she didn't get a chance to enjoy sex for quite some time for any reason, including presence of children living together in a single room in a hut. Or may be her husband starts snoring immediately after getting into bed due to his hard labor work during the day, or might be too older than herself. Anyway, we were lucky that no nearby seat got vacant until our journey ended. Otherwise one of us would occupy that empty seat and our heavenly pleasure-while-standing would have ended.
At last the bus reached its destination. She gave me a 'Thank You' gesture and exited. But none of us could speak anything. These lovely moments are to be thought again and again, but can't be spoken of to anyone except the great Experience Project site.
I have not been able to forget this lovely incident till today.
I have had a couple of more such 'Give & Take' businesses of sexual-touch pleasures.' One of them has been narrated in my another story, when I was about 15, and the other person was a girl of about 18 who enjoyed herself (and also made my Johnson stand up) by pressing her warm, hard, well-developed boobs from behind me on my back. But I will narrate it some other day in the form of a story entitled, "The touch of her hot, big, tight boobs on my back was a heavenly pleasure to me too".
This is a real story narration. There is no make up or exaggeration anywhere. We must trust one another in this regard, as there is no need or motivation for making up or exaggerating anything.
It was late evening of a beginning winter. As usual, the bus was dim lit and over-packed with passengers. There was hardly any space and I stood behind a woman aged about 35, (and myself in my 20's). In those Asian countries, because of overpopulation and poverty, there is hardly any concept like 'personal space', as it is in the developed wealthy nations such as UK, USA, GERMANY etc. So she was ok with that 'zero space' situation, as myself too in that crowded bus and none, including the bus conductor would ob
As the bus departed the bus-stand and started running and jerking on the poor uneven surface of the road, I felt her buttocks touching me. After some time they began pressing my Johnson. Our heights were so adjusted naturally that it happened by itself. In other words, her ass-joint and my Johnson were exactly at the same level, facing each other.
My hot blood at the age of 22 started running fast, and it did its work in my Johnson who stood up in a matter of seconds.
I could see that the woman was excited a
I have not been able to forget this lovely incident till today.
I have had a couple of more such 'Give & Take' businesses of sexual-touch pleasures.' One of them has been narrated in my another story, when I was about 15, and the other person was a girl of about 18 who enjoyed herself (and also made my Johnson stand up) by pressing her warm, hard, well-developed boobs from behind me on my back. But I will narrate it some other day in the form of a story entitled, "The touch of her hot, big, tight boobs on my back was a heavenly pleasure to me too".
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