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A Journey with a Bride

The journey from Mum to Pune in AC Bus brought memories of a real experience. I had gone to a remote place in the Himalayas. Lone Bus that dropped me there at 12 noon was to go back to nearest small town at 3 pm. By the time I could visit my destination and return it was already 4 pm and the Bus had already left. There was no shelter there and the only alternative was to hitch a ride in a truck. The driver gave me the lift. I sat in middle and the cleaner on my left and driver naturally on the right. The road was just a bumpy track. Driver seemed drunk. I was scared. After about 5 km he stopped the truck. An old man was escorting his just married daughter and he asked for a lift. He asked them to board behind. The cleaner also left the seat and went behind. After a km this driver as if on an after thought again stopped the truck and asked me do I mind if the gal sits on the next seat. I said no prob. By that time cleaner had opened the door and was trying to step in. Driver abused him you mom fucker you go back and send that gal in front. The old man also came along. Driver said look here’s space only for one. If you like you can sit, but I don’t think it is safe for your daughter to travel with my ruffian cleaner. Old man agreed and went behind. The truck moved again, jumping loudly. Initially I remained about half a cm away from the gal. Gradually my left arm was against her right arm. Suddenly there was a big jerk and she almost fell forward. I immediately out of reflex held her; in the process my fingers encountered her solid boob. I thought of exploring. I kept my right hand against my chest in such a way that the palm projected towards the gal. Driver couldn’t see that. My fingers clutched her arm as if trying to save for from fall. She bent double. My fingers traced her cheek, her eyes and then finally her lips. I felt her gently biting my finger tips. Wow this was a possible hint. I moved further and my fingers cupped around her boob. First she tried to get away, but then as if by magic yielded to my touch. My fingers by then had already started tweaking her hard right nipple. She was infact guiding my hand, where to caress. When again I touched her lips she was passionately kissing my fingers. All the time she remained bent, partly to avoid the gaze of the driver. My hand was now inside her blouse. She wore no bra. Must be a gal of sixteen with grand boobs. Her nipples were now about to burst. The 20 km journey though it took 2 hrs, appeared to be over in two min. My black trousers were completely wet. After getting down near the small town the old man told me they had to travel another 50 km thru a forested road, which was notorious 4 wild animals after sunset. It was already sunset. I offered him to spend night with me at the Rest House. There was only one room. I had a cook there. He prepared dinner for all of us. I put 4 sleeping pills in old man's meat soup. After dinner within minutes he was snoring like hell on the floor. Gal was also trying to sleep slightly away. I went and pulled her to me. She pointed to old man. I told her he wont get up I’ve given him medicine. I shock the old guy to prove-he was sleeping like a log. I lifted her in my lap and carried her to bed. Within seconds we were kissing each other like old lovers meeting father long time. We tore at our clothes as if they were on fire. The gal was a natural beauty. She was not more than 16. Her boobs were terrific. I sucked them like an infant. She was moaning with pleasure. I made her sit on the bed. Lay in her lap and sucked her boobs and made her hold my cock. As she played my finger went between her thighs and started to rub her clit. She was wild with passion now, bending and kissing me, biting my lips and ear. I suddenly entered her cunt. She felt slight pain. In minutes she was enjoying my finger in her damn wet cunt. She cudnt resist though she didn’t know what next but instinctively lay down and opened her thighs wide for me. I placed my rod at the mouth of her cunt and gave a mighty push. As I entered she shrieked. I covered her mouth with mine and I started to pound her cunt. Oh she was really enjoying the fuck and was clawing at me, wrapped her thighs around my waist, offered her boobs to be sucked. She was completely mast and was talking vulgar in local language which I knew. She was saying 'Oh babu u r a gem, u made my travel night into my wedding night. Fuck me hard. I said tomorrow your hubby will fuck u. She said alas he is not there, he works far away. He will come after 6 months. That gave me additional excitement to fuck her more and more. I was fucking her now like a steam engine. Fast, faster and faster I went pushing my tool. Suddenly I withdrew, she exclaimed why so? Instead of replying I started to rub it on her solid boobs. Pressed them from sides to let her feel the hot dick. Lund she cried on feeling the heat. I asked how you know. She said my bhabhi taught me everything. I rubbed it on her cheeks and lips and lo she was sucking and licking it rapidly. I played 69 for some time and ate her wet pussy. Then on her demand I fucked her till her orgasm. We remained like that till I was limp and disconnected. We fucked three times more after gaps of an hour or so each. Each time she slept on top of me or close to me. Last time we fucked it was 4.30. Thereafter she was dead asleep. Suddenly I woke up with start. It was 7AM. This gal was nude lying with me. Old guy was still asleep fortunately. Hurriedly I woke her. Helped her wrap her saree. Then she went to toilet and I slept again. At 8AM the cook brought some tea. Gal was bathed and ready by then sitting on the chair. I woke up the old man. He went to toilet; the gal rushed to my arms kissed me wildly and shook my dick again. I too clutched her cunt again and again, till we heard the old man's foot steps. After breakfast they went on their journey. She kept looking back till her cud. Third day my vehicle had arrived I went to her village. She was with her mom in law cutting grass. She signaled me to meet further ahead. She came running. We again madly kissed bye with each other.

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