Ishika Sexual Invasions Chapter 6: Ishika Has Fun in the Bus

 Ishika Sexual Invasions Chapter 6

   Ishika Has Fun in  the Bus

I cursed the auto driver. His auto belonged to the British era. I pleaded with him, “Please drive faster. If I miss this bus, I will miss my connecting bus also.” He said, ” Sure, Ma’am,” and pretended to increase the speed. If I jumped and sprinted, I would reach faster.

But I didn’t know the route to the bus station, and no other autos were in the vicinity. Finally, when he dropped me off, I ran to the inquiry counter and asked where my bus was. He told me that it had already left five minutes ago.

I came to this small town to attend my friend’s sister’s wedding. They refused to let me go until the photo sessions were complete. I had very important meetings the next day at the office, and here I was stuck.

I asked the man at the inquiry counter, “I have confirmed my reservation in an A.C sleeper bus from the next town. Are there any cabs or taxis available here?”

He shook his head and said, “No, Ma’am. But if you are prepared to travel by a state transport bus, a bus will leave shortly from that platform,” and he pointed out.

My heart sank. Many people were waiting to board the bus. I sighed, thanked him, and went to the platform and waited with others for the bus to arrive. Though I was dressed conservatively in a wine-red kameez and kameez, I could sense I was creating a buzz in men’s minds and cocks.

I knew that I would be groped and mauled on the bus. I have slapped countless men who tried to touch me, and, on some occasions, I gave free access also.
It all depended on my mood, and I was in a foul mood now.

I ignored them and put on earphones. I was about to switch on the music on my mobile when I heard a young man say, “Wow. Look at her ass.” He and his friend were sitting on a bench behind me and were whispering in low tones.
His friend said, “Shh. She might hear us.”

I termed them as ‘Accelerator’ and ‘Brake.’

Accelerator: No, she won’t. She is listening to music. I am sure this bus stand has never seen such a sexy girl before.

Brake: You will get us killed. I overheard her talk with a man at the inquiry. She missed her bus, and she is in a foul mood.

Accelerator: If I bend her here and fuck, she won’t ever leave this village.

Brake: Before she kills you, let us go.

Accelerator: See that boob curve. My god, she is so fair. Her nipples must be pink. How wonderful it would be to squeeze and suck.

Brake: Enough. Let us go. Tomorrow, we have an exam in physics.

Accelerator: I will board the bus and squeeze her tits, ass, and maybe finger her wet cunt. I am sure she must have shaved her cunt.

Brake: How will you come back? This is the last bus. Do you have money to stay in a hotel overnight?

Accelerator: No, I have only a hundred bucks. Can you lend me some?

Brake: No, I have even less. Stop this foolish talk and let us go home.

Accelerator: Come on, your cock is not getting hard, looking at her tight ass and big boobs?

By now, I was horny. If I didn’t have urgent meetings, I would have taken them to a good hotel and fucked them. Unobtrusively, I undid two buttons of my kameez, turned back, and kept my bag in the vacant place next to Accelerator.

I bent and flashed cleavage on the pretext of taking something from my bag.
Their eyes popped out. I took off my earphones and asked them, “How long is the journey from here to the next town?”

They gulped, and Brake said it would take less than two hours. I was considering whether to hint to Accelerator to accompany me on the bus. I would look after his hotel and return journey expenses. I wanted to tell him that I needed the help of someone to board the bus and have a hassle-free travel.

They were trying not to stare at my boobs while talking when a voice said behind me, “There you are. What are you doing here at the bus stand? Go home and study.”

I quietly moved away as Accelerator’s dad blasted him. Accelerator meekly said, “Ok, papa,” and left with Brake. The bus arrived, and there was a melee and a stampede as people pushed and pulled to get in. It would be impossible for an orthodox woman to get in.

Many women feel violated when men grab and squeeze their tits and ass, taking advantage of the situation. I know some women who cried bitterly and felt like committing suicide. I have no such qualms. So I also pushed and helped an old couple to enter the bus.

In that process, many hands squeezed my tits and ass. A few tried to feel my cunt also. Somehow, I managed to board the bus, and we were packed like sardines in a tin. There were two men behind me pressing their cocks on my buttocks.

I could feel their cocks harden. They talked in low tones about how lucky they were and what they were going to do after the driver turned off the lights.
The bus started moving, and the movement was making their rubbing more aggressive.

The old couple was in front of me. I was trying my best not to touch them, so I pushed back. My buttocks were rubbing on their cocks, giving them the impression that I was enjoying and giving them a green signal. That was true. Accelerator’s talk turned me on.

The men behind me looked like middle-aged men, and they were excited like school kids. They were discussing how to grab my tits without attracting attention. One was asking if I would not raise a hue and cry and hand them over to the police.

The second was saying not to worry. I was rubbing my buttocks on their cocks, and I enjoyed it. The men sitting noticed the old people and immediately gave up their seats. They scored a few brownie points with me. Their eyes first fell on my boobs and cleavage since I didn’t have time to button up my kameez.

Their jaws dropped, and they were brought into this world by the men behind me. They were greeted by men behind me. It appeared they knew each other very well. Now, I was sandwiched from four sides by four men. On the pretext of talking to their friends, the men front-faced me.

Each had one hand free since they had to hold the straps on top of the sidebar to steady themselves. The conductor issued tickets and told the driver to switch off. In the next second, four hands were all over me. While two were squeezing my tits, one of the front men brazenly rubbed my cunt.

One man cupped my buttocks and squeezed. I enjoyed the mauling, and I undid all four buttons of my kameez. They pushed their hands inside and were hungrily rubbing and pumping. They appeared to be some small-time contractors whose line of work was hard physical labor.

Their hands were like granite. It was a welcome change since the hands of city men were smooth and soft. I moaned softly as my cunt had become hyperactive and was flowing. The men were rubbing cunt and thighs. I untied the knot and loosened the salwar.

The salwar did not slip or fall since it was very tight. The men could not believe their luck and pushed their hands inside my kameez. One man pushed a finger inside my cunt, and he started rubbing my clit with his thumb.

There was a method in my madness. I judged by their talk and mannerisms that they were quite horny but harmless. From their talk, I knew that they were honest, hardworking men. The four men seemed to have a perfect understanding; their hands seemed to talk to each other.

One would remove a hand from cunt and move to the tit, while the man squeezing my other tit would vacate and grab a buttock. They started licking my juices from cunt with their fingers. I wondered if the aroma of my cunt juices would alert the other passengers to what was going on.

Maybe the strong breeze was blowing away the fragrance. I spread my legs and squatted slightly to allow them more room in my cunt. They gently pulled up my bra and were pinching and pulling my nipples also. Sometimes, both would be squeezing one tit, one from the bottom and another from the top.

With great effort, I restrained myself from moaning aloud. The man behind me shifted my kameez to bare my shoulder and kissed me, and he covered the area from my shoulders to my ear with kisses. He nibbled my earlobe and lightly bit me.

When he was licking my ear, I lost control. I turned my head, grabbed his head, and kissed him. We kissed passionately. He was sucking my tongue and licking my tongue and mouth. Then, one by one, I kissed them all. I was turned around as I kissed to give all the men access to my boobs, ass, and cunt.

They did not leave an inch of my body above the thighs. Their rough hands mauled my buttocks and boobs and kissed all accessible parts. I was rubbing their cocks above their pants. We lost track of time. When the conductor announced that we were reaching my destination, they moved away.

I buttoned up my kameez, tied my salwar, and straightened my dress. They helped me with the task and straightened my dress. I whispered to the man in front of me,” I am getting down now. If you want to continue having fun, follow me.”

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