03-11-2025, 09:07 PM
Saga 11 - Bus ka love - Scene 2
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As Dipa was pushed inside the bus by the crush of bodies, she found herself in the last row, a tight pocket of space surrounded by at least five or six labor-class men. The Bolder Man who had pushed her in was right behind her, his body pressing her forward. The doors hissed shut, and the bus lurched into motion. Instantly, hands were on her.
Man 1: (whispering, his hand sliding from her waist to her ass) She really got on. The raand (whore) actually got on.
Man 2: (his hand pressing into her side, fingers digging in) Knew she would. She's soaked. I felt her when she got on. Fucking dripping for it.
Dipa: (moaning softly, pressing back against the hand on her ass) Mmmm… yes… don't stop. It feels so good. Touch me. All of you. I'm here for you.
Bolder Man: (his voice a hot growl in her ear) You fucking slut. You love this, don't you? Being packed in with us dirty men.
Dipa: I need to get to the front… please… let me pass.
Bolder Man: Pass? Through all of us? Oh, you'll pass, Memsahab. But you'll have to pay the toll. Every single one of us.
He shoved her forward into the man in front of her. It was Man 1. He grabbed her, his arms around her waist, pulling her tight against him as the bus swayed.
Man 1: Look at this! A high-class piece of meat, delivered right to me!
Dipa: Please… I have to get through…
Man 1: Then go. But you go through me first.
His hands slid up from her waist, his rough palms cupping her heavy, braless breasts through her crop top.
Man 1: Fuck! They’re huge! And no bra! You’re just begging for it!
Dipa: (gasping as he squeezed) Yes… squeeze them… I love it when you’re rough…
Bolder Man: (from behind) My turn!
He grabbed her hips and yanked her backwards, spinning her around to face him. His mouth crashed down on hers, his tongue forcing its way in, tasting of sweat and cheap bidi smoke. As he kissed her, his hands dived under her short skirt.
Bolder Man: FUCKING HELL! She’s bare-assed! No panties!
The other men in the back row heard. A wave of raw, animal hunger rippled through them. Hands were everywhere now.
Man 2: Let me feel!
Man 3: It's my turn, bhai!
A hand roughly cupped her bare ass cheek. Another dirty hand, pushed between her legs from the front, his fingers finding her hole.
Man 1: (his voice strained) She's... she's soaking wet! Fucking dripping right onto my hand! What a fucking whore!
Dipa: (screaming in pure ecstasy, grinding against the fingers) YES! TOUCH MY PUSSY! PUT YOUR FINGERS IN! PLEASE! SOMEONE FUCK MY PUSSY! I'M SO WET!
Bolder Man: You want to be fucked? Right here? You slut!
He unzipped his pants. Dipa could feel his hard, thick cock pressing against her belly.
Dipa: Yes! Fuck me! Now!
Bolder Man: Hold her still, boys. Memsahab will get what she wants.....
Man 1 grabbed her arms from the side. Man 2 grabbed her waist. The Bolder Man lifted her skirt, positioned his cock at her dripping-wet entrance, and slammed into her with a single, brutal thrust. Dipa screamed, her head thrown back, her body impaled.
Dipa: OH, FUCK! YES! DEEPER! FUCK ME ! HMMMM...…. ! I AM SO WET !!
Bolder Man: (pounding into her) You love it, don't you? Taking a dirty cock in your high-class cunt!
While he was fucking her, Man 1 and Man 2, who were in front, saw their chance.
Man 1: He's getting the best part! I want these tits! It's my turn!
Man 2: Pull her top up!
A hand yanked her crop top up, exposing her huge, jiggling, milky breasts to the men in the back of the bus.
Man 1: FUCKING LOOK AT THEM! THEY'RE REAL! A FUCKING MILK-TANK!
He lunged, his mouth closing over her right nipple, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh.
Dipa: (gasping, being fucked and suckled at the same time) AHHHHH! YES! SUCK MY NIPPLE! BITE IT! DRINK MY MILK! I'M YOURS! I'M YOUR WHORE!
Man 2: My turn! My turn!
He pushed Man 1 aside and latched onto her other breast, his own mouth just as greedy. The bus was a chaotic hell of pure sensation. She was being brutally fucked from behind, her breasts were being savagely suckled by two different men, and other hands were still groping her, pinching her clit, slapping her ass.
Bolder Man: (pounding into her) You're fucking built for this… taking a hard cock in your cunt while we suck your tits… what a perfect slut...
Dipa: I'M CUMMING! OH MY GOD, I'M CUMMING! DON'T STOP! FUCK ME HARDER!
Her body convulsed, a massive, screaming orgasm ripping through her, fueled by the public degradation, the anonymity, and the overwhelming, simultaneous stimulation. The men around her groaned, their own excitement reaching a fever pitch.
Man 1: (mouth full of her breast) She's cumming! Feel her cunt grip you, bhai?
Bolder Man: Fuck, yes… I'm close… I'm going to…
He slammed into her a few more times, then, with a grunt of frustration, he pulled out, spilling his seed on her bare ass.
Dipa: (crying out in a mix of ecstasy and frustration) NO! PLEASE! CUM IN ME! FILL ME!
Man 1: (pulling off her breast, his face slick with her milk) No. We're not done with you, raand.
Man 2: (grinning, pushing his way forward) We've got three more stops till the bus terminal. And I'm next for that cunt.
They pulled her back into the center of their group, her body trembling, her pussy aching and empty, her top still up, her breasts exposed. She was completely at their mercy, having the time of her life, and they were just getting started.
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As Dipa was pushed inside the bus by the crush of bodies, she found herself in the last row, a tight pocket of space surrounded by at least five or six labor-class men. The Bolder Man who had pushed her in was right behind her, his body pressing her forward. The doors hissed shut, and the bus lurched into motion. Instantly, hands were on her.
Man 1: (whispering, his hand sliding from her waist to her ass) She really got on. The raand (whore) actually got on.
Man 2: (his hand pressing into her side, fingers digging in) Knew she would. She's soaked. I felt her when she got on. Fucking dripping for it.
Dipa: (moaning softly, pressing back against the hand on her ass) Mmmm… yes… don't stop. It feels so good. Touch me. All of you. I'm here for you.
Bolder Man: (his voice a hot growl in her ear) You fucking slut. You love this, don't you? Being packed in with us dirty men.
Dipa: I need to get to the front… please… let me pass.
Bolder Man: Pass? Through all of us? Oh, you'll pass, Memsahab. But you'll have to pay the toll. Every single one of us.
He shoved her forward into the man in front of her. It was Man 1. He grabbed her, his arms around her waist, pulling her tight against him as the bus swayed.
Man 1: Look at this! A high-class piece of meat, delivered right to me!
Dipa: Please… I have to get through…
Man 1: Then go. But you go through me first.
His hands slid up from her waist, his rough palms cupping her heavy, braless breasts through her crop top.
Man 1: Fuck! They’re huge! And no bra! You’re just begging for it!
Dipa: (gasping as he squeezed) Yes… squeeze them… I love it when you’re rough…
Bolder Man: (from behind) My turn!
He grabbed her hips and yanked her backwards, spinning her around to face him. His mouth crashed down on hers, his tongue forcing its way in, tasting of sweat and cheap bidi smoke. As he kissed her, his hands dived under her short skirt.
Bolder Man: FUCKING HELL! She’s bare-assed! No panties!
The other men in the back row heard. A wave of raw, animal hunger rippled through them. Hands were everywhere now.
Man 2: Let me feel!
Man 3: It's my turn, bhai!
A hand roughly cupped her bare ass cheek. Another dirty hand, pushed between her legs from the front, his fingers finding her hole.
Man 1: (his voice strained) She's... she's soaking wet! Fucking dripping right onto my hand! What a fucking whore!
Dipa: (screaming in pure ecstasy, grinding against the fingers) YES! TOUCH MY PUSSY! PUT YOUR FINGERS IN! PLEASE! SOMEONE FUCK MY PUSSY! I'M SO WET!
Bolder Man: You want to be fucked? Right here? You slut!
He unzipped his pants. Dipa could feel his hard, thick cock pressing against her belly.
Dipa: Yes! Fuck me! Now!
Bolder Man: Hold her still, boys. Memsahab will get what she wants.....
Man 1 grabbed her arms from the side. Man 2 grabbed her waist. The Bolder Man lifted her skirt, positioned his cock at her dripping-wet entrance, and slammed into her with a single, brutal thrust. Dipa screamed, her head thrown back, her body impaled.
Dipa: OH, FUCK! YES! DEEPER! FUCK ME ! HMMMM...…. ! I AM SO WET !!
Bolder Man: (pounding into her) You love it, don't you? Taking a dirty cock in your high-class cunt!
While he was fucking her, Man 1 and Man 2, who were in front, saw their chance.
Man 1: He's getting the best part! I want these tits! It's my turn!
Man 2: Pull her top up!
A hand yanked her crop top up, exposing her huge, jiggling, milky breasts to the men in the back of the bus.
Man 1: FUCKING LOOK AT THEM! THEY'RE REAL! A FUCKING MILK-TANK!
He lunged, his mouth closing over her right nipple, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh.
Dipa: (gasping, being fucked and suckled at the same time) AHHHHH! YES! SUCK MY NIPPLE! BITE IT! DRINK MY MILK! I'M YOURS! I'M YOUR WHORE!
Man 2: My turn! My turn!
He pushed Man 1 aside and latched onto her other breast, his own mouth just as greedy. The bus was a chaotic hell of pure sensation. She was being brutally fucked from behind, her breasts were being savagely suckled by two different men, and other hands were still groping her, pinching her clit, slapping her ass.
Bolder Man: (pounding into her) You're fucking built for this… taking a hard cock in your cunt while we suck your tits… what a perfect slut...
Dipa: I'M CUMMING! OH MY GOD, I'M CUMMING! DON'T STOP! FUCK ME HARDER!
Her body convulsed, a massive, screaming orgasm ripping through her, fueled by the public degradation, the anonymity, and the overwhelming, simultaneous stimulation. The men around her groaned, their own excitement reaching a fever pitch.
Man 1: (mouth full of her breast) She's cumming! Feel her cunt grip you, bhai?
Bolder Man: Fuck, yes… I'm close… I'm going to…
He slammed into her a few more times, then, with a grunt of frustration, he pulled out, spilling his seed on her bare ass.
Dipa: (crying out in a mix of ecstasy and frustration) NO! PLEASE! CUM IN ME! FILL ME!
Man 1: (pulling off her breast, his face slick with her milk) No. We're not done with you, raand.
Man 2: (grinning, pushing his way forward) We've got three more stops till the bus terminal. And I'm next for that cunt.
They pulled her back into the center of their group, her body trembling, her pussy aching and empty, her top still up, her breasts exposed. She was completely at their mercy, having the time of her life, and they were just getting started.
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