Continued from Pink Panty - Part 1
Continued from Pink Panty - Part 1
I am Sagar. It was quite sometime ago. I attended a pre-marriage function of a friend. It was an orthodox family and they had too many rituals.. I was interested in watching such rituals. I was there by around 10 in a white shirt and dhoti. There was no one whom I knew in the function, except for the bride groom. Relatives had crowded around the ritual place and enjoying the togetherness. I sat on the chair from where I can get a clear view of the ritual.
I was travelling on a weekend. It was a bus journey of around 1 and a half hours. The bus stand was quite crowded. After a wait of around 20 mins the bus arrived at 6.30 pm. Somehow got into the bus and managed to get a seat in the aisle somewhere in the middle. Bus was fully packed. As the bus started moving, the conductor started issuing tickets and requesting people to move forward.
All of a sudden someone held my shoulder. I just turned and was able to see a fair and beautiful hand with green bangles. I assumed that she was taking my support to stand firmly. The hand was holding my shoulder for quite some time. Just thought of taking a look at the person who was holding me. A lady in a green saree. Well built with decent curves. Had to keep my face turned for a while to see her face, as she was seeing through the window away from me. It was a lovely cute face with innocence and discomfort.
As the conductor started requesting again and again, people started making their way forward. But this lady was still standing there giving ways to others and not moving forward. As she had to give way for others, she had to move closer to me and her thighs started pressing my arm. To make more space for the other passengers to move, she turned towards me and stood facing me. But this turned out to be a feast for me.
One of the passengers pushed her while moving forward. She literally sat on my shoulder. Her pussy was being pressed by my shoulder as she got locked between me and the passenger. The passenger took a few seconds to move forward. Till then I was enjoying the "Pussy press" on my shoulder. I felt I was very close to her pussy. I was able to make out the embarrassment in her face. But no one around us realised it. As the passenger moved away, she literally got down my shoulder. She said "Sorry"...looking straight into my eyes with a sweet and naughty smile. I smiled at her and said "it's OK". My mind was telling me I should say thanks to her for pressing her pussy to my shoulder.
To prevent this from repeating again, she turned sidewards. But now my arm was in full contact with her thighs. It was a nice feeling, even though there were enough layers of cloth between her thigh and my arm. But the feeling of the pressure was making me hot. I was requesting the time to go slow, so that I can keep enjoying the touch. It went on for around 20mins.
In the next stop some more people came in and the crowd increased. This lady was not wanting to move from that place. She was trying to manage herself in the same place. The more she tried standing there, the more she was getting closer and closer to me. I squeezed myself and moved slightly inwards to help her stand comfortably. This made her get inside a bit more. As she got some comfort, I heard "Thanks" in a sweet voice.
Just lifted my head and asked her if she wanted to sit. She said if she can get some more space to stand that would be sufficient. I pulled my legs inside and asked her to stand inside the gap near my legs. That gave her a bit of relief. She stood with her legs touching my legs. I tried moving my legs a bit more inside, to which she said "no problem" indicating me to sit relaxed.
Now she was standing close facing towards me. I was able to see her front view. She was holding the support of the bar behind my head with a slight bend towards me. This made her boobs get closer to my face. Had an opportunity to take a look at her boobs, but did not want to get into an embarrassment of she noticing it. I Was waiting for her to turn towards the window. As she turned, I lifted my head to see her boobs. Due to a road hump and the braking of the bus, my face pressed her boobs instantly. She rested on me completely with her boobs pressing my face.
What a feel it was. My face had got a soft puffy press from her boobs. The soft and firm boobs held by her tight bra had given me the best of the press on my face, even though it was for a second or two. It took a few seconds for me to recover from the pleasure of getting my face brushed by her boobs. I said sorry. She gave a sweet smile expressing it was ok. I was relaxed in spite of having an embarrassment.
Thought of breaking the awkwardness by getting into a conversation. Asked her where she was going. Surprisingly her destination was a stop just before mine. We got into a bit of conversation. Again I offered her to sit in my seat. She told me let's exchange after a while. As and when the bus was going over the humps, her boobs kept on brushing my head and forehead. she was not minding it at all. Once she kept it pressed for almost few seconds.
This gave me an indication that I can make a move. It had almost turned dark as it was around 7.30pm. I thought of a plan to feel her boobs from my hand. I kept my hands on my face, as if I was rubbing my nose and cheeks and was waiting for the next road hump. And Yesss, it was just there. This time her boobs pressed my hand. She didn't say a word.
Was thinking of what could be the next move. I saw her hand getting inside the saree and rubbing her waist. As I was seeing it, she just moved the saree to the side and pressed her bare stomach on to my face. But this time there was no hump or braking of the bus. She kept it pressed for a while and moved back. As I lifted my head, the saree had moved fully to a side giving a clear view of her boobs.
Wondering what was happening, I tried to see her face. It was a naughty smile on her face, biting her lips. What a lovely pair of boobs she had and she was showing it willingly now. This gave me strength to make the next move. I placed my hand on her waist and started moving all over her waist and navel. It was so soft and silky. Her belly had slightly bulged due to tight tying of her saree. Her navel was round and sexy. I inserted my finger inside her navel and started playing with that. She was enjoying it.
I kept pressing the folds of her waist. She responded by stretching her body, which pushed her boobs forward as if they had enlarged in size. I didn't want to waste time and moved my hand to her boobs. She immediately covered herself fully with the saree, so that no one could see. I slowly started touching the bottom of the boobs. It was quite stiff. Felt like they were held tightly by the bra. She was wearing a velvet stretch material blouse. I tried to cover the whole boob with my hand to figure out how big they were. One hand was just not enough.
Nipples had become stiff indicating that she was getting horny. Held those nipples in my fingers and squeezed them. This made her feel a bit hot. I Started feeling the hot air from her breathing right on my face. My hands started felt her boobs enlarged as she breathed in. I pressed the whole boob again and again. I kept moving my hand all over them. At this time both were looking outside the window as if nothing was happening between us.
She started moving her legs closer and wanted to get a better control to stand firmly. While doing so, her one leg came in between my legs. I closed my leg to get full contact with her leg. All of a sudden she pulled my hand from touching her boobs. As I was wondering what was happening, within a fraction of time she put her hand inside her saree, pulled her blouse up, pulled up her bra, released her boob, pulled my head inside her saree and pushed her boob onto my face. It took a few seconds for me to realise what had happened.
She bent completely on towards me as she was pretending to peep out of the window. Both the boobs were hanging and pressing my face. My hands started pressing them and feeling the stiff nipples. They were soft but firm. Started pressing my face on to the gap between the boobs. As I was squeezing them, I was into one more surprise. My hands started getting wet. Yesss, It was a milk container! The milk was flowing from her nipples of one boob as I had pressed it more. Without wasting a second I took that boob into my mouth and started sucking her precious milk.
What a pleasure it was, that too in a moving bus heavily crowded. As I started sucking her boobs, I was able to feel a shiver in her body. I increased the pressure of my lips on her nipples and sucked them vigorously. I didn't want to waste even a single drop of her sweet milk. Her hand held my head and started pressing towards her boobs. Not sure if she was massaging my head or relieving her horny stress by pressing my head.
Her breathing had increased. Was feeling the hot air as she breathed out. She got so horny, she inserted her thumb into my mouth along with her nipple. I left the nipple and sucked her thumb for a while. She had one more strong shiver. I had never thought that sucking her thumb would give such pleasure to a lady. She brought her legs closer crushing my leg in between hers. My hand was holding her waist and started pressing them.
I emptied one boob and took the other one into my mouth. She started pressing the boob into my mouth as if she wanted me to take the whole boob inside my mouth. Her nipples had grown big and stiff. She was squeezing her boob to help me empty them fast. She pressed the other boob onto my cheeks. My hand started moving down the waist and started pressing her hips. One of my hands was playing with her navel.
My fingers started finding a way between her saree and her stomach to move down. She made the entry of my hand easy by pulling her stomach inwards. My fingers got deeper and were able to touch the panty. I was excited to feel her panty with my fingers. Felt like it was a satin panty. Tried inserting my hand deeper to feel more of her panty.
All of a sudden she removed my hand outside her saree, Pushed me out of her saree pallu. Came close to me and said "We have reached our place. Have to get down". As I was wondering she pulled her boobs inside her bra and blouse. One and half hours had just passed so quickly. As she was about to move from my place to get down from the bus, she came close to my ears and said "WINE" and vanished into the crowd.
To be continued...
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