Bus Ride
Copyright© 2024 by SexyPreeti
Chapter 1
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 1 - The ride that changed my life
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Hi, My name is Bhagya and I am from Bangalore. I am 34yrs old, married with two lovely children and a loving husband who has his own business. We are an average middle class family from Bangalore.
I really enjoy reading the various encounters posted by women on this site and that encouraged me to share mine too. My sex life with my husband ceased to exist so long back that I can’t even remember.
Not that I crave or go mad for sex but a little fun once in a while feels good. When we used to indulge in sex, those 5 minutes were pure bliss for me ... At that time my knowledge of sex was limited to only what my husband did...
Which was some boob press, a few seconds of nipple sucking followed by missionary style sex ... I was very happy and content with this even though I never experienced an orgasm. In fact, I did not even know what an orgasm means...
Anyways back to the present now. I am 5-9” in height with a slightly heavy chubby figure of 38C-34-36. What I am about to tell you started one night while I was returning from work to home by local BTS bus.
You guessed it right this was long before it was renamed to BMTC. The two main people in my story are Praveen the bus conductor and Somanna the driver.
I have been travelling by this bus for many years so both of them are very familiar faces and overtime we became good friends. Every time I got in the bus I was greeted nicely and Praveen would block the seat next to him for me.
If the bus was too crowded, then Praveen would simply give up his seat for me. Praveen is also the one who was more close to me. Since I work till late, I often take the last bus home and it is mostly less crowded.
I began to like Praveen because of the kindness and respect he used to give me. Normally we got off at the last stop and Somanna usually parked the bus near his home after dropping us.
Me and Praveen used to continue our chatting for another 45mins and then go to our respective homes. So coming home between 10.30pm-11pm was normal.
On rare occasions the bus would be fully empty and we both used to sit together in the last seat which had lots of legroom chatting about our daily lives.
Praveen was 21 and single and when he got in the mood he became very flirty followed by all the double meaning lines you can think off. I really enjoyed his company and especially his double meaning lines.
I also started talking to him in the same double meaning language soon because it gave me an erotic thrill. For some reason it made me feel good and a little aroused too...
I am very good at cooking so whenever I made anything special, I always packed some for Praveen. He was staying alone here and his parents were in his hometown so I wanted to do my bit taking care of him.
This gesture of mine went a long way and we got even more closer over time. Now we were chatting like we could not live a single day without each other. We didn’t have cellphones in those days and landlines were a luxury.
I have holiday on Sundays and that was all the more frustrating day for me to pass because I could not meet Praveen. I used to go alone to the local market every Sunday to buy groceries for the week.
Then I got an idea to use this chance to meet him, we fixed a time and location and now my Sundays were in full bloom. One day we were both sitting in the last seat of the empty bus.
Praveen said off late he has been dreaming about me in his sleep. We both laughed heartily and unknowingly my head was resting on his shoulders.
My hand was on his thighs and his hand was around my back resting on my right breast. Before I could do anything Praveen kissed my forehead and cheek and gave a tight squeeze to my breast.
My mind froze because the breast squeeze sent high voltage pleasure shocks thru my body. My sexual desires which had been dormant all these years were suddenly triggered.
I came back to my senses and sat back on my seat looking the other way. My mind was blurred because this breast squeeze felt really terrific like I have never felt before.
This was also the first time in my life that a man other than my husband did it. Many thoughts quickly ran thru my mind like this was doing a sin and how was I going to face my husband if I didn’t stop all this.
During this Praveen was still holding me very close apologizing for everything that just transpired between us. I did not answer and kept looking at him while I was still clearing my head.
Praveen was holding me and constantly trying to talk to me. He said many things like how eagerly he waited every day for me to board the bus to see me and spend time with me etc.
Appreciations and flattery can make anyone reconsider, so I decided to just let go of all my thoughts and first see how far he will go today.
I smiled at him without saying a word and rested my head back on his shoulder giving him my green signal. He hugged me tightly again and his hand was again around my waist.
Praveen showered my entire face with kisses except on my lips. Just his kisses on my face were sending pleasurable electric shocks thru my body.
I remained seated the same way while his hand remained around my waist. I asked what he really wanted from me. He excitedly asked if everything between us was back to normal like before and if I was not pissed with him.
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