25-08-2022, 03:52 AM
As the bus drew near, slowly Shreyashi’s joy turned into despair! The bus for which she had been waiting for so long had indeed arrived, but it was jam packed! There were men hanging from the door. How could she travel in such a bus, not while wearing such a saree! Oh no! Shreyashi wasn’t sure what to do, letting this bus go would mean going back to the shade with those thugs again. Moreover, it was already pretty late she wasn’t sure if she would get another bus or not! She really didn’t have much options. As the bus came to a halt in the scorching rain, Shreyashi already drenched to her bone stood looking as the men holding on to the door got down to give her space. Even in the rain she found all those men staring at her body. It sent yet another chill down her spine. “Why the hell did I come today like this?” she thought in her mind! “ashte bhai, ladies ache! Maal take tule ni dara!” (Slowly man, there is a lady, let me pick this item up!) the conductor shouted to the driver and everyone heard it, so did Shreyoshi. She went red in embarrassment. Evryone had cruel smirks on their faces as they were staring at her alcohol stained boobs.
She moved in to enter into the bus. It was just not possible. There ain’t any space. Just as the bus started moving, she somehow managed to get some space to stand on the footboard of the door with men hanging behind her. She felt hands on her ass, her waist. She couldn’t even turn to look where the hand came from! Suddenly almost as if with the noble intention of helping her, the conductor put his hand on her ass and pushed her up, feeling her up completely. You can’t stand here, ladies should go in, its dangerous at the door, he reasoned. But everyone including Shreyashi knew what his real intention was.
Nevertheless, due to the push, she was now inside the bus and managed to go in a lil furthur even more as a few people got off in the next few stops. Now this bus was a mini bus, and those of you would know about the buses of Kolkata, unlike normal public buses, mini buses don’t have the designated ladies seats. So Shreyashi had to stand. She looked around as she stood in the middle of the bus. There were only males. She couldn’t find a single woman! “O no! Am I the only woman here?!” she thought to herself, and tried to relax herself that nothing would happen to her in such a crowd! She looked around again and there were all low class men. She couldn’t get it why there was all such low class men, like those labourers filled in the bus. Normally at this time the buses are pretty empty. Must have been because they are a huge group returning from their work. She wondered where would they get off. All around her there were dirty smelly men, all aged from around 25-35. Those dirty labourers were also aware that a sexy beauty was in the bus too, alone!
Shreyashi had to hold the rod on the bus ceiling to support herself, this exposed her sexy armpits to the men all around her. And due to her height she got towered by all the men. As the journey proceeded the crowd eased a little and Shreyashi got pushed even furthur back. This time she got surrounded by a gang of guys all facing her. She stood holding the rod up with her right hand exposing her armpits and those men started pushing up right against her taking advantage of the bus jerking, falling over her, touching her. She was totally sandwiched by those brutes.
Slowly she felt a rough hand on her bare waist caressing the skin of her lower back. Shreyashi froze! No this can’t be happening! She is being molested in a public bus. She couldn’t even turn to look at her molester. She wanted to remove the hand, but before she could another hand came and pressed her ass! “Oh No! These bastards!” she screamed in her mind. Shreyashi tried removing one of the hand with her left hand, but just then another hand from her righ side pressed her right boob! Once more, she got the fright of her life. Till that day, no other man had touched her boobs, and in less than an hour two rowdy men had molested them!
As the journey moved on so did the extremity of Shreyashi’s molestation. Suddenly she felt a hard prick on her ass crack. She had never felt anything like that. It had a good feeling in her body, but she was equally afraid. She knew what was happening. She was so helpless. She couldn’t protest or ask for help as she could understand that it was all the same kind of men. And this only encouraged the low class labourers who had never touched such a fair and sexy bong beauty. “Aajke to mone hochhe lottery legeche, bus er ticket to noy lottery r ticket katlam mone hoy!” (Seems like today I won a lottery, it’s like i bought a lottery ticket and not a bus ticket). One man commented and that sent a wave of laughter all through bus. ” Arey conductor, toder bus a erokom free te randi maal supply hoy jantam na to.. Roj ashbo tor bus a” (hey conductor, didn’t know that travelling in your bus would get us such a slutty whore for free, if this happens everyday we’ll travel in your bus everyday).
Shreyashi had closed her eyes. She only hoped that her home would come soon and all this would end. Hands were now roaming freely on her entire body from ass to belly, waist and hips and even her boobs were being pressed by random guys. Someone pulled the knot strings of the blouse around her neck. Only a single hook at her back was now holding her blouse. Suddenly she felt someone kiss her exposed armpit. She put her hand down from the rod to stop that and just that moment the bus took a turn and she lost balance and fell right into the arms of the men standing behind her. “Ki re maagi tokhn bus stand a bollam kache ashte eli na, ekhon ei bhir er moddhe aschis sali, khub gorom na tor shorir a?” (you slut, when we told you to come close to us in the bus stand, you didn’t, now you want to be close in this crowd, slutty whore, you have so much of heat of youth in that body of yours, isnt it?) Those words forced Shreyashi to open her eyes and she looked to find it was one of those rogues from the bus stand earlier on whose arms she was resting. She couldn’t believe it! They must have got in the bus after her. Oh no! She remembered what they were talking about. Now she tried to stand up straight, but there were hands holding her down in the semi-laid position that she was tilted on her back. Hands were molesting her untouched sexy young fair body. She was helpless. She looked up behind her.. Shit! All those guys from the bus stand were there. Enjoying the view. One of them even joined in molesting, pressing her boobs.
Slowly Shreyashi could feel the saree drop down from her bosom. Her blouse covered boobs got exposed in front of the crowd in the bus. She didnt want to believe it. She was hoping it was all a nightmare and that her sleep will break anytime soon. A hand slowly crept from her neck and went under her blouse and even her bra and cupped her left boob as she still lay back in the rogue guy’s arms. This act brought Shreyashi to the reality. No it wasn’t a dream! She was getting molested in a running public bus in front of 50 men! She didn’t want to think what else can happen to her!
The men in front of her now picked her legs up and the guys behind her held her even higher such that now Shreyashi was completely being rested in the arms of men. Her feet was off the floor of the bus, she was hanging mid air, in the arms of rough, low class men, her molestors. The saree came off her upper part completely revealing her navel and someone started licking it. The wet touches on her soft body made her shiver. Multiple hands were crushing her boobs from over her blouse, some even tried gaining acess under it and as a process her blouse got trampled and anytime could come off. It was as if the filmsy black blouse was waiting when would someone tear it off her body and relieve it of all the stress that those rough hands were giving. But, Shreyashi was hoping the blouse would hold. Why did she not listen to her parents and wear a normal blouse today.. Why?! She started sobbing.
Just then she felt a face come close to her… Dirty smelly face… She knows the smell… Of smoke and.. and.. Alcohol.. Right, just like she smelt when the guys from the bus stand smashed it on her. Before she could open her eyes, she felt her lips get crushed, bitten and sucked and a tongue force it into her mouth. Her molestor forcibly kissed her soft lips as if wanting to destroy them. She couldn’t believe it. She had never kissed anyone before. And now her lips were ravaged. She couldn’t hold her tears. After about 5 minutes of her oral assault her molestor let her breathe. She didn’t want to open her eyes. But then, a voice whispered in ears and she froze dead, dumbstruck, as if all she now wanted was to die! “Shreyashi maagi sali, thappor mere chole ashbi r bhabli par peye jabi sali? Toke kotodin dhore chodar jonno wait korechi, aajke sali tor gangr**e kore charbo tobe toke!” (Slutty Shreyashi, what did you think, you can just go away after slapping me? Waited for so long just to fuck you, but today you will get gangr**ed!) Her eyes opened to her worst fear. It was the same guy from her college, whom she had slapped at the dance floor. For some reason his name flashed in her mind… Aslam! Shit! Yes.. He was a powerful guy in college and also not the one with the best of natures , Shreyashi now realized it wasn’t a good idea to slap him. He wants revenge.. And he just whispered to her what he wants. They must have followed her and got into the bus after her. She was now really in a nightmare, just that it was so real!
The men holding her legs now had pulled her saree up to her hips exposing her milky white thighs and immediately there were hungry mouths feasting the soft white delicious flesh. Her boobs were constantly being smashed and there were hands tugging at the blouse wanting to tear it off.. Just then there was a sudden break applied by the driver due to some blockage in the road. This made everyone lose balance and as a result Shreyashi found her feet back on the bus floor and even the men behind her a little off balance. She realized this was her chance to escape. Before anyone could understand, she leapt up throwing her pulled up saree down, holding her saree aanchal back in front of her and dashed towards the door, pushing and hitting evryone on the way. Everyone was already confused because of the sudden break and then the pushing by her caught them off guard. Before anyone could react, Shreyashi was down and out from the bus running as fast as she could away from the bus, relieved and joyed that she is saved now! But alas! the joy and relief was short lived.
She moved in to enter into the bus. It was just not possible. There ain’t any space. Just as the bus started moving, she somehow managed to get some space to stand on the footboard of the door with men hanging behind her. She felt hands on her ass, her waist. She couldn’t even turn to look where the hand came from! Suddenly almost as if with the noble intention of helping her, the conductor put his hand on her ass and pushed her up, feeling her up completely. You can’t stand here, ladies should go in, its dangerous at the door, he reasoned. But everyone including Shreyashi knew what his real intention was.
Nevertheless, due to the push, she was now inside the bus and managed to go in a lil furthur even more as a few people got off in the next few stops. Now this bus was a mini bus, and those of you would know about the buses of Kolkata, unlike normal public buses, mini buses don’t have the designated ladies seats. So Shreyashi had to stand. She looked around as she stood in the middle of the bus. There were only males. She couldn’t find a single woman! “O no! Am I the only woman here?!” she thought to herself, and tried to relax herself that nothing would happen to her in such a crowd! She looked around again and there were all low class men. She couldn’t get it why there was all such low class men, like those labourers filled in the bus. Normally at this time the buses are pretty empty. Must have been because they are a huge group returning from their work. She wondered where would they get off. All around her there were dirty smelly men, all aged from around 25-35. Those dirty labourers were also aware that a sexy beauty was in the bus too, alone!
Shreyashi had to hold the rod on the bus ceiling to support herself, this exposed her sexy armpits to the men all around her. And due to her height she got towered by all the men. As the journey proceeded the crowd eased a little and Shreyashi got pushed even furthur back. This time she got surrounded by a gang of guys all facing her. She stood holding the rod up with her right hand exposing her armpits and those men started pushing up right against her taking advantage of the bus jerking, falling over her, touching her. She was totally sandwiched by those brutes.
Slowly she felt a rough hand on her bare waist caressing the skin of her lower back. Shreyashi froze! No this can’t be happening! She is being molested in a public bus. She couldn’t even turn to look at her molester. She wanted to remove the hand, but before she could another hand came and pressed her ass! “Oh No! These bastards!” she screamed in her mind. Shreyashi tried removing one of the hand with her left hand, but just then another hand from her righ side pressed her right boob! Once more, she got the fright of her life. Till that day, no other man had touched her boobs, and in less than an hour two rowdy men had molested them!
As the journey moved on so did the extremity of Shreyashi’s molestation. Suddenly she felt a hard prick on her ass crack. She had never felt anything like that. It had a good feeling in her body, but she was equally afraid. She knew what was happening. She was so helpless. She couldn’t protest or ask for help as she could understand that it was all the same kind of men. And this only encouraged the low class labourers who had never touched such a fair and sexy bong beauty. “Aajke to mone hochhe lottery legeche, bus er ticket to noy lottery r ticket katlam mone hoy!” (Seems like today I won a lottery, it’s like i bought a lottery ticket and not a bus ticket). One man commented and that sent a wave of laughter all through bus. ” Arey conductor, toder bus a erokom free te randi maal supply hoy jantam na to.. Roj ashbo tor bus a” (hey conductor, didn’t know that travelling in your bus would get us such a slutty whore for free, if this happens everyday we’ll travel in your bus everyday).
Shreyashi had closed her eyes. She only hoped that her home would come soon and all this would end. Hands were now roaming freely on her entire body from ass to belly, waist and hips and even her boobs were being pressed by random guys. Someone pulled the knot strings of the blouse around her neck. Only a single hook at her back was now holding her blouse. Suddenly she felt someone kiss her exposed armpit. She put her hand down from the rod to stop that and just that moment the bus took a turn and she lost balance and fell right into the arms of the men standing behind her. “Ki re maagi tokhn bus stand a bollam kache ashte eli na, ekhon ei bhir er moddhe aschis sali, khub gorom na tor shorir a?” (you slut, when we told you to come close to us in the bus stand, you didn’t, now you want to be close in this crowd, slutty whore, you have so much of heat of youth in that body of yours, isnt it?) Those words forced Shreyashi to open her eyes and she looked to find it was one of those rogues from the bus stand earlier on whose arms she was resting. She couldn’t believe it! They must have got in the bus after her. Oh no! She remembered what they were talking about. Now she tried to stand up straight, but there were hands holding her down in the semi-laid position that she was tilted on her back. Hands were molesting her untouched sexy young fair body. She was helpless. She looked up behind her.. Shit! All those guys from the bus stand were there. Enjoying the view. One of them even joined in molesting, pressing her boobs.
Slowly Shreyashi could feel the saree drop down from her bosom. Her blouse covered boobs got exposed in front of the crowd in the bus. She didnt want to believe it. She was hoping it was all a nightmare and that her sleep will break anytime soon. A hand slowly crept from her neck and went under her blouse and even her bra and cupped her left boob as she still lay back in the rogue guy’s arms. This act brought Shreyashi to the reality. No it wasn’t a dream! She was getting molested in a running public bus in front of 50 men! She didn’t want to think what else can happen to her!
The men in front of her now picked her legs up and the guys behind her held her even higher such that now Shreyashi was completely being rested in the arms of men. Her feet was off the floor of the bus, she was hanging mid air, in the arms of rough, low class men, her molestors. The saree came off her upper part completely revealing her navel and someone started licking it. The wet touches on her soft body made her shiver. Multiple hands were crushing her boobs from over her blouse, some even tried gaining acess under it and as a process her blouse got trampled and anytime could come off. It was as if the filmsy black blouse was waiting when would someone tear it off her body and relieve it of all the stress that those rough hands were giving. But, Shreyashi was hoping the blouse would hold. Why did she not listen to her parents and wear a normal blouse today.. Why?! She started sobbing.
Just then she felt a face come close to her… Dirty smelly face… She knows the smell… Of smoke and.. and.. Alcohol.. Right, just like she smelt when the guys from the bus stand smashed it on her. Before she could open her eyes, she felt her lips get crushed, bitten and sucked and a tongue force it into her mouth. Her molestor forcibly kissed her soft lips as if wanting to destroy them. She couldn’t believe it. She had never kissed anyone before. And now her lips were ravaged. She couldn’t hold her tears. After about 5 minutes of her oral assault her molestor let her breathe. She didn’t want to open her eyes. But then, a voice whispered in ears and she froze dead, dumbstruck, as if all she now wanted was to die! “Shreyashi maagi sali, thappor mere chole ashbi r bhabli par peye jabi sali? Toke kotodin dhore chodar jonno wait korechi, aajke sali tor gangr**e kore charbo tobe toke!” (Slutty Shreyashi, what did you think, you can just go away after slapping me? Waited for so long just to fuck you, but today you will get gangr**ed!) Her eyes opened to her worst fear. It was the same guy from her college, whom she had slapped at the dance floor. For some reason his name flashed in her mind… Aslam! Shit! Yes.. He was a powerful guy in college and also not the one with the best of natures , Shreyashi now realized it wasn’t a good idea to slap him. He wants revenge.. And he just whispered to her what he wants. They must have followed her and got into the bus after her. She was now really in a nightmare, just that it was so real!
The men holding her legs now had pulled her saree up to her hips exposing her milky white thighs and immediately there were hungry mouths feasting the soft white delicious flesh. Her boobs were constantly being smashed and there were hands tugging at the blouse wanting to tear it off.. Just then there was a sudden break applied by the driver due to some blockage in the road. This made everyone lose balance and as a result Shreyashi found her feet back on the bus floor and even the men behind her a little off balance. She realized this was her chance to escape. Before anyone could understand, she leapt up throwing her pulled up saree down, holding her saree aanchal back in front of her and dashed towards the door, pushing and hitting evryone on the way. Everyone was already confused because of the sudden break and then the pushing by her caught them off guard. Before anyone could react, Shreyashi was down and out from the bus running as fast as she could away from the bus, relieved and joyed that she is saved now! But alas! the joy and relief was short lived.
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