Unforgettable bus journey with 22 year old beauty Aditi

Hello, wild readers, this is Subham once again. Thanks for the insane love on the last story. So, without teasing you any longer, let’s dive straight in.

It was my first time traveling by bus from Hyderabad to Bhubaneswar. A last-minute plan, almost every seat booked. I had no option but to take an upper sleeper – one of those two-seater berths. I boarded at the first stop after noon, half curious, half resigned, wondering who my co-passenger would be. Obviously, I assumed it’d be a guy.

I was enjoying the passing scenery when sleep quietly took over. I don’t know how long I’d been out when raised voices jolted me awake.

That’s when I saw her.

Aditi.

Twenty-two. Fair skin. Natural brown hair brushing her shoulders. A perfectly tempting 32-28-32 figure wrapped in a jaw-droppingly tight black top and soft grey pajamas that hugged her curves just right. She looked flustered, arguing with the conductor. Turns out, her brother had mistakenly booked her ticket under “male.” Every seat was full. Her only option? Share a sleeper with a guy…or cancel the journey.

She couldn’t cancel. Something urgent was waiting for her. And fate decided that I was the guy she’d be sharing the berth with for the next eighteen hours.

When she climbed up to the upper sleeper, we exchanged an awkward greeting. Her cheeks were flushed – part embarrassment, part nervousness. She looked shy, tense… and devastatingly beautiful.

Aditi: “My brother selected the wrong gender by mistake. I am stuck because of him.”

Me: “Relax, Aditi. We’ll manage. It’s just a few hours.”

Slowly, her shoulders eased. She was warm, friendly – and surprisingly easy to talk to. Within an hour, the ice melted completely. Compliments turned playful. Playful turned teasing. Teasing slipped into something darker…kinkier.

Aditi: “You sound like someone who’s had too many affairs. You flirt way too smoothly.”

Me: “Is that so?” I smirked. “Feels like I just added one more name to that list.”

She laughed, blushing hard.

Aditi: “Hey! What makes you say that?”

I leaned closer. “Just look at you. Gorgeous. Hot. The kind who could make a man lose control with just a touch.”

The bus stopped for dinner. We ate together, laughed, and talked like we’d known each other for years. Back in the sleeper, I was showing her photos from my Goa trip when my finger slipped, and a video opened:- Me pressing my face between a friend’s juicy boobs and eating them wildly while ramming and thrusting her hard, she was moaning loudly,

“Ahhhh baby, oh my God yes, fuckkk, ahhhhh fuck me harder….Oh my God, yes yes yes fuckk I am comming….”

We both were stuck for a moment, and I was absolutely embarrassed. I didn’t realise, but by seeing that video, she was horny and breathing heavily. She was a Virgin and was away from male touch and was carried away with what she just saw. The man who’s sitting beside and flirting with her, she just saw him naked, fucking someone like a monster.

After a moment, softly, almost shyly, she said, “Can we… watch it again?”

That was all I needed.

I pulled the curtains shut, handed her an earphone, and let the video play. The air inside the berth grew thick. Heated. Her body radiated warmth. She shifted closer without realizing it.

Slowly, I put my hand on her shoulder and slid my hand into her Top. I started sniffing her neck and hair, and started kissing and licking her neck and playing with her erect nipples inside her bra. She looked into my eyes with hunger and innocence, and we exchanged a kiss. I was pressing her boobs and caressing her neck while we kissed madly. She held my hand and guided me to her pussy.

Now, I was crushing her pussy over the pants and biting and sucking her neck so hard. Her sweat and perfume smell was making me go crazy. And without wasting time, I lowered her pants and fingered her pussy hard. It was wet, tight, and on fire. I held her mouth with my hands so that no one could hear it. She was going crazy, and in no time her expressions changed, and she had an orgasm. I didn’t stop, I was continuously fingering and slapping her wet, warm pussy while holding her mouth.

She was tight. Burning. Soaked.

She hugged me tightly while her legs were shaking and requested me to stop. Her legs trembled, hips bucking, until her entire body shattered – her orgasm ripping through her without mercy. I obeyed her. I stopped fingering her, sat, and put her legs on my shoulders, cleaned her pussy by licking and sucking it while playing with her nipples and holding her hands. She was exhausted. Satisfied. Still kissing, still touching, we eventually drifted into sleep.

Thanks for reading, guys. I hope you all enjoyed the story. The story is already so long, so, stopping it here. I will write the second part if I get a good response for it. Trust me, there is a lot to come in this journey.

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