24-04-2019, 01:51 PM
Shruti does not get a break and molestation continues -LONG update
Shruti does not get a break and molestation continues
Their bus group reached the sunset point and it was still before sunrise and still
dark. There were scores of our tourists from other groups etc waiting for the
sunrise. The entire hillside was rocky and people were scrambling to get vantage
points to sit comfortably and watch the sunrise and take pics on their cameras.
There were several viewing points with railings set up by the local tourist board and
the 6 of them luckily got place to stand against the railing to be ready for the
sunrise. Many others were not fortunate to get vantage points and had to stand
behind others to view the sunrise. The railing were Shruti and the group were
standing was like a curved crescent and since it was the best vantage point it was
very crowded.
But Manoj, Arvind and Khanna were happy that most of people crowding behind
them were from their bus group and were feeling safe about their women.
Tarki Uncle had somehow managed to get a vantage position to the left of Shruti
whose husband was on the right. To his left were Radha, Priya and Arvind. Right
behind them were the college gang along with the conductor and Driver. They were
boisterous but friend and were joking and talking with Manoj and Arvind and the
whole atmosphere was festive. The conductor and driver were also explaining about
the history of the viewing points and which movies were shot there with which
famous actors and actresses of Bollywood and other regional languages and were
making scathing remarks about the actresses and all were laughing. Manoj had to
turn to his right slightly and look back to acknowledge the conductor standing right
behind him, who also seemed to talk a lot to him directly. Right behind Shruti was
the driver and to his left and behind Uncle was Iqbal and the rest of the college
gang. Priya and Arvind had to strain to hear what the conductor was explaining but
Radha aunty was not interested in film stars and was looking ahead waiting for the
sunrise. Behind her were few college boys taking amongst themselves.
Shruti who was also keenly listening to the conductor about the interesting facts
suddenly felt a hand cupping her left buttock and she instinctively knew that it was
Uncleji starting his play. She could not do anything or say anything as then it would
call attention to everybody there and would be embarrassing to both her and her
husband. So she didn’t say anything as also this was not something new to her and
it had been happening all day yesterday and Shruti was getting used to it even
though she was annoyed with Uncle for the risk he was taking.
After a few seconds she felt another hand on her right buttock and she jerked
slightly in shock knowing that it was someone from behind her who had seen Tarki
Uncle squeezing her butt and seeing that she did not object, they had started taking
the same liberty with her.
Her face felt flushed and hot with embarrassment but she could not say anything to
Manoj who was being held in conversation with the conductor.
Shruti felt glad that she was wearing tight denim jeans and not salwar as now they
hands could only squeeze her butt over the thick denim and could not slip inside
and squeeze her bare ass.
The hands were taking full liberty and roaming in-between her legs and cupping her
crotch as well as squeezing her thighs and butt. Shruti fidgeted slightly but there
was nothing she could do. It was getting brighter as it was a few minutes away
from sunrise and Shruti was shocked to see that Uncleji was holding on to the
railing with both his hands and whispering to aunty something. Shruti was now very
anxious to know who was molesting her and she turned towards her husband and
looked back to see both the driver and Iqbal grinning at her.
What Shruti did not know was that the previous evening the college boys had
roamed around looking for girls and had run into the driver and conductor in the
cheap part of town and ended drinking till late night at a cheap bar. As with
drunks they started discussing the women and girls in the bus and the conductor
who had become very pally with Iqbal told them about Uncleji squeezing Shruti’s
Gaand and she not saying anything. So they decided that night that the next day
they also would all squeeze her cute Gaand also and if she objected then they
would tell her husband about Uncleji and Shruti. They knew that a little threat of
blackmail would work on an innocent naive girl.
Shruti now knew who was molesting her and she quickly squeezed Uncleji’s hand
and when he turned towards her she gestured and pointed towards her back as she
could not say anything as everyone around her including her molesters could hear
it. Uncleji looked slightly backwards and saw what was happening but kept quiet
and patted Shruti’s hand and by gesture asked her to keep quiet. By this time the
sun had started peeping out and the whole crowd got excited and there was lots of
commotion and sounds and everyone were looking towards the sunrise and started
taking video and pics on their cameras including Arvind and Manoj. In the
commotion the driver and Iqbal had exchanged places with the conductor and Vivek
and now new set of hands were squeezing Shruti’s bottom.
Shruti was helpless and almost in tears but bore everything in silence and by the
end of the total sunrise all the college boys had exchanged places quickly to get a
feel of the new bride. Uncleji noticed all this and was astonished at the willpower
and patience of Shruti who had without a sound bore the molestation.
Shruti was now totally embarrassed and silent and helpless and could not enjoy the
sunrise.
Another person who noticed what was happening was Priya who was a street smart
intelligent person well experienced in life will all sorts of boys and men. More than
10 minutes back she had noticed the driver and one college guy squeezing Shruti’s
butt and was astonished that the girl did not slap the guys or say anything and
seemed to wiggle her ass (mistaking Shruti’s fidgeting) in response and allow the
tarki guys to have their fun. Hence she did not say anything and just watched
discreetly. If Shruti had just hinted that the molestation was unwanted Priya herself
would have taken her shoe and slapped all the guys. But since Shruti did not say
anything but was calmly hearing the conductor Priya kept quiet. She also noticed
the rotation of guys behind them and all the college guys and both the driver and
conductor had taken turns molesting the girl.
Priya was stunned that the innocent looking quiet girl was a bigger slut than her. No
wonder the saying, “Still waters run deep” or “The quiet ones are the ones who
discreetly have all the fun”.
Priya also did not concentrate on the sunrise and was now not sure if she should let
her new friend know that she knew her secret or she should just keep quiet. Priya
decided that she would keep quiet and see what happens and just tell her husband.
Maybe now this development would make it easier for her to get Shruti fucked by
her husband sooner than later.
Priya now was anxious to get her husband away to tell him this exciting
development.
Radha had been enjoying the sunrise and also the hard bodies pressed against her
backside when all the people including the college boys started moving closer to the
railing to get a better view of the sunrise and to take unhindered pics and video of
the sunrise. One college boy said , “ Sorry aunty picture lenae hai” (Sorry aunty,
Have to take picture of sunrise) and pressed his hard body into her plump backside.
Aunty, “ Koyee bath nahi beta. Tu lele”
(No problem son. You take)
Aunty was thrilled that so young college guys less than half her age and like her
son’s age were eager to press up against her plump backside. Aunty was also highly
charged up since yesterday and being banged by her horny husband had woken up
her pent up desire also and now auntyji was horny like Uncleji.
She was still just 42 years and still menstruating regularly and had an IUD to avoid
pregnancy since the birth of her second child. She would change the IUD every few
years. So she was also a woman with normal sexual feeling and not retired
sexually. She was what youngsters called a MILF and many college boys loved and
actually lost their virginity to the neighbourhood MILF who peaked sexually in their
40’s while their older husband’s sexuality normally declined rapidly.
Uncle was busy with Shruti and did not notice all this.
Priya also was concentrating on Shruti and did not notice all this.
So aunty enjoyed the sunrise the most and wished that the sunrise could go on for
much longer but unfortunately it ended in a few minutes and everybody started
retreating towards The Mall Road.
Now there was no order and people wanted to get back to their hotels to have their
breakfast and proceed with other sightseeing.
Shruti held on to Manoj’s hand tightly and walked silently. Manoj was still
embarrassed about the morning and was also silent.
Uncleji and Auntyji were walking behind them and then some other people.
The college guys and the driver and conductor had stayed at the back to discuss
Shruti’s Gaand (buttocks) and their good fortune as well as their bad fortune that
they could not feel directly the real silky soft skinned young bubble Gaand.
Priya had held on to Arvind and slowed down to get away from Shruti as well as
other bus group and when she saw it was safe she quickly and excitedly explained
in detail Shruti’s molestation.
Arvind was also excited at the breaking news and felt his cock getting hard at the
prospect of nailing someone else’s new bride and that too on their honeymoon. He
suddenly realized that the college boys were also standing behind Priya and asked
her, “Did the young buggers also squeeze your ass?”
Priya poked him in the rib and smiled: You wish? I would have slapped the guys and
they know it and don’t mess with me. Shruti is an easy target as she’s not street
smart and is highly inexperienced in dealing with tarkis.
Shruti does not get a break and molestation continues
Their bus group reached the sunset point and it was still before sunrise and still
dark. There were scores of our tourists from other groups etc waiting for the
sunrise. The entire hillside was rocky and people were scrambling to get vantage
points to sit comfortably and watch the sunrise and take pics on their cameras.
There were several viewing points with railings set up by the local tourist board and
the 6 of them luckily got place to stand against the railing to be ready for the
sunrise. Many others were not fortunate to get vantage points and had to stand
behind others to view the sunrise. The railing were Shruti and the group were
standing was like a curved crescent and since it was the best vantage point it was
very crowded.
But Manoj, Arvind and Khanna were happy that most of people crowding behind
them were from their bus group and were feeling safe about their women.
Tarki Uncle had somehow managed to get a vantage position to the left of Shruti
whose husband was on the right. To his left were Radha, Priya and Arvind. Right
behind them were the college gang along with the conductor and Driver. They were
boisterous but friend and were joking and talking with Manoj and Arvind and the
whole atmosphere was festive. The conductor and driver were also explaining about
the history of the viewing points and which movies were shot there with which
famous actors and actresses of Bollywood and other regional languages and were
making scathing remarks about the actresses and all were laughing. Manoj had to
turn to his right slightly and look back to acknowledge the conductor standing right
behind him, who also seemed to talk a lot to him directly. Right behind Shruti was
the driver and to his left and behind Uncle was Iqbal and the rest of the college
gang. Priya and Arvind had to strain to hear what the conductor was explaining but
Radha aunty was not interested in film stars and was looking ahead waiting for the
sunrise. Behind her were few college boys taking amongst themselves.
Shruti who was also keenly listening to the conductor about the interesting facts
suddenly felt a hand cupping her left buttock and she instinctively knew that it was
Uncleji starting his play. She could not do anything or say anything as then it would
call attention to everybody there and would be embarrassing to both her and her
husband. So she didn’t say anything as also this was not something new to her and
it had been happening all day yesterday and Shruti was getting used to it even
though she was annoyed with Uncle for the risk he was taking.
After a few seconds she felt another hand on her right buttock and she jerked
slightly in shock knowing that it was someone from behind her who had seen Tarki
Uncle squeezing her butt and seeing that she did not object, they had started taking
the same liberty with her.
Her face felt flushed and hot with embarrassment but she could not say anything to
Manoj who was being held in conversation with the conductor.
Shruti felt glad that she was wearing tight denim jeans and not salwar as now they
hands could only squeeze her butt over the thick denim and could not slip inside
and squeeze her bare ass.
The hands were taking full liberty and roaming in-between her legs and cupping her
crotch as well as squeezing her thighs and butt. Shruti fidgeted slightly but there
was nothing she could do. It was getting brighter as it was a few minutes away
from sunrise and Shruti was shocked to see that Uncleji was holding on to the
railing with both his hands and whispering to aunty something. Shruti was now very
anxious to know who was molesting her and she turned towards her husband and
looked back to see both the driver and Iqbal grinning at her.
What Shruti did not know was that the previous evening the college boys had
roamed around looking for girls and had run into the driver and conductor in the
cheap part of town and ended drinking till late night at a cheap bar. As with
drunks they started discussing the women and girls in the bus and the conductor
who had become very pally with Iqbal told them about Uncleji squeezing Shruti’s
Gaand and she not saying anything. So they decided that night that the next day
they also would all squeeze her cute Gaand also and if she objected then they
would tell her husband about Uncleji and Shruti. They knew that a little threat of
blackmail would work on an innocent naive girl.
Shruti now knew who was molesting her and she quickly squeezed Uncleji’s hand
and when he turned towards her she gestured and pointed towards her back as she
could not say anything as everyone around her including her molesters could hear
it. Uncleji looked slightly backwards and saw what was happening but kept quiet
and patted Shruti’s hand and by gesture asked her to keep quiet. By this time the
sun had started peeping out and the whole crowd got excited and there was lots of
commotion and sounds and everyone were looking towards the sunrise and started
taking video and pics on their cameras including Arvind and Manoj. In the
commotion the driver and Iqbal had exchanged places with the conductor and Vivek
and now new set of hands were squeezing Shruti’s bottom.
Shruti was helpless and almost in tears but bore everything in silence and by the
end of the total sunrise all the college boys had exchanged places quickly to get a
feel of the new bride. Uncleji noticed all this and was astonished at the willpower
and patience of Shruti who had without a sound bore the molestation.
Shruti was now totally embarrassed and silent and helpless and could not enjoy the
sunrise.
Another person who noticed what was happening was Priya who was a street smart
intelligent person well experienced in life will all sorts of boys and men. More than
10 minutes back she had noticed the driver and one college guy squeezing Shruti’s
butt and was astonished that the girl did not slap the guys or say anything and
seemed to wiggle her ass (mistaking Shruti’s fidgeting) in response and allow the
tarki guys to have their fun. Hence she did not say anything and just watched
discreetly. If Shruti had just hinted that the molestation was unwanted Priya herself
would have taken her shoe and slapped all the guys. But since Shruti did not say
anything but was calmly hearing the conductor Priya kept quiet. She also noticed
the rotation of guys behind them and all the college guys and both the driver and
conductor had taken turns molesting the girl.
Priya was stunned that the innocent looking quiet girl was a bigger slut than her. No
wonder the saying, “Still waters run deep” or “The quiet ones are the ones who
discreetly have all the fun”.
Priya also did not concentrate on the sunrise and was now not sure if she should let
her new friend know that she knew her secret or she should just keep quiet. Priya
decided that she would keep quiet and see what happens and just tell her husband.
Maybe now this development would make it easier for her to get Shruti fucked by
her husband sooner than later.
Priya now was anxious to get her husband away to tell him this exciting
development.
Radha had been enjoying the sunrise and also the hard bodies pressed against her
backside when all the people including the college boys started moving closer to the
railing to get a better view of the sunrise and to take unhindered pics and video of
the sunrise. One college boy said , “ Sorry aunty picture lenae hai” (Sorry aunty,
Have to take picture of sunrise) and pressed his hard body into her plump backside.
Aunty, “ Koyee bath nahi beta. Tu lele”
(No problem son. You take)
Aunty was thrilled that so young college guys less than half her age and like her
son’s age were eager to press up against her plump backside. Aunty was also highly
charged up since yesterday and being banged by her horny husband had woken up
her pent up desire also and now auntyji was horny like Uncleji.
She was still just 42 years and still menstruating regularly and had an IUD to avoid
pregnancy since the birth of her second child. She would change the IUD every few
years. So she was also a woman with normal sexual feeling and not retired
sexually. She was what youngsters called a MILF and many college boys loved and
actually lost their virginity to the neighbourhood MILF who peaked sexually in their
40’s while their older husband’s sexuality normally declined rapidly.
Uncle was busy with Shruti and did not notice all this.
Priya also was concentrating on Shruti and did not notice all this.
So aunty enjoyed the sunrise the most and wished that the sunrise could go on for
much longer but unfortunately it ended in a few minutes and everybody started
retreating towards The Mall Road.
Now there was no order and people wanted to get back to their hotels to have their
breakfast and proceed with other sightseeing.
Shruti held on to Manoj’s hand tightly and walked silently. Manoj was still
embarrassed about the morning and was also silent.
Uncleji and Auntyji were walking behind them and then some other people.
The college guys and the driver and conductor had stayed at the back to discuss
Shruti’s Gaand (buttocks) and their good fortune as well as their bad fortune that
they could not feel directly the real silky soft skinned young bubble Gaand.
Priya had held on to Arvind and slowed down to get away from Shruti as well as
other bus group and when she saw it was safe she quickly and excitedly explained
in detail Shruti’s molestation.
Arvind was also excited at the breaking news and felt his cock getting hard at the
prospect of nailing someone else’s new bride and that too on their honeymoon. He
suddenly realized that the college boys were also standing behind Priya and asked
her, “Did the young buggers also squeeze your ass?”
Priya poked him in the rib and smiled: You wish? I would have slapped the guys and
they know it and don’t mess with me. Shruti is an easy target as she’s not street
smart and is highly inexperienced in dealing with tarkis.
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