So now i was holding the vertical bar. It was actually at the back corner of the seat where her friend parul was sitting. She was not really looking behind at neha but just talking to her. Neha’s boobs were on either side of the bar since i was pushing her from behind. Now i was silently waiting for next opportunity. In meantime, i was just inhaling her feminine perfume. And i am sure she must be smelling my masculine perfume as well. It was about 6 PM now already and the bus was scheduled to arrive at Surat by 11 at night. This was a state bus so i was hoping the lights would be dim as these guys hardly replaced old tube lights and dust covered those that were still working. Anyways, it was at least 1.5 hours before it gets dark. I got the opportunity i was looking for. The bus went over a speed bump. I slipped my hand on the vertical bar lower to the level of her boobs. Wit the other hand i was looking at my mobile screen. So when she turned at me in anger she realised that i didn’t do it purposely, rather i was lost in my mobile phone. So she did not create any scene. Now i was truely on my journey. My hand was holding the bar. She was trying to keep her body away from the bar so as not to touch my hand. But the bus was jerking along the way due to potholes and traffic. So every once in a while, she would be pressed into the bar and her boobs would press into the back of my hand. This went on for while a while. Her boob would smash into my hand and then she would pull herself away and then again her boob would smash into my hand. So much for her innocence!
About 15 minutes went by and by now i knew a lot more about them. Parul had a boy friend and she was teasing Neha. Neha was pure and untasted. She was too she to make any boyfriend, all she had done was to have coffee with her good friend. Parul was encouraging Neha to give herself a chance as the buy was good. She was however planning to finish the year and then get a job, and let her parent search for a groom for her. I was super excited at my luck. Here was a pure virgin girl who was too shy to ever make a boyfriend, and now her boob was smashing into my hand every now and then. She was unkissed but now her boob had been touched! I had started peeling away her innocence without even her realizing it!
I could see the change in her behavior though. Her friend was encouraging her to open up. Her boob had smashed into my hand at least 10 times now. In the starting she would get a electric shock and immediately pull herself away. But now she perhaps she had resigned herself to fate that she would not be able to stop her boob from being touched. Also she was probably feeling horny due to Parul’s encouragement although she kept denying any possibility to Parul. Neha turned a bit. So not she was standing straight facing the front of the bus and holding the vertical bar with her left hand. With her right hand holding the back of the seat on which Parul was sitting. I was holding the bar with my right hand and was holding the hand rail with left hand. So now her boob was almost continuously in contact with my wrist. She had now stopped pulling herself away from my hand. I was also gaining more confidence now. I was time to take the next step but i had to wait for the right moment otherwise the whole game could turn upside down.
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