Misc. Erotica Aniklal Ki Aneri : Crushed inside the Bus

[Desilover2021]

He kept holding my hand, making me stroke him slowly while these panicked thoughts raced through my mind. Even though, I was burning from the heat inside and dying to be get fucked, a pure fear hit me by a sheer imagination of that huge rod tearing my pussy. I pulled my hand away with desperate force. I might have played with his cock for nearly a minute or more before pulling back. He tried to hold my hand again but then released it with some thought. Leaning close to my ear once more, he murmured in a hoarse voice… “Ab bur me chahiye …? (You want this in your cunt…?)”.  Hearing those dirty words, a strong shiver ran through my whole body. Although, I was with dangerously elevated arousal but couldn’t even imagine how my tiny pussy hole would be able to take such a massive, thick cock. 

His words were too vulgar, but I was too scared to stay quiet. In a pleading, shaky voice I whispered, “Nahi… please, I can’t…”  He didn’t pay much attention to my begging. Yet he tried to calm me down and said softly, “Arree… thik hai… darr mat… kuch nahi hoga.” (It’s okay… don’t be afraid… nothing will happen). His words didn’t erode my fear completely, but helped me stay a little patient and breathe. Uncle felt proud after seeing my fear and hesitation. Seeing me frightened by his cock, he felt more manly. 

It had already been more than an hour after leaving Alwar stop.  The bus was running smoothly on the highway and most passengers had fallen asleep. Only a few were still awake and Bijender Ji was one among them, as I could still hear his movement in between. And that was also giving me a kind of tension — the fear of getting caught like this made my heart beat even faster. I was almost naked, lying on my back with my legs open. Uncle brought his hand back to my pussy and examined its condition, as if he wanted to assure it's still ready to handle his cock. He wasn’t disappointed. My cunt was leaking heavily, even though my heart and stomach were trembling seeing his big and thick meat.

Realising how wet I was, he quickly pulled my panty and salwar completely off my feet. Now the only clothes left on me were my kurti and bra, both pushed up and folded around my neck, leaving my boobs fully exposed. He gently lifted my knees and spread them wider apart to make space for his body. Even though I was still nervous and scared, my lust had taken over me. I was fully submissive now, letting him do whatever he wanted. Even being in fear, but deep inside I was actually wishing for him to continue.

Quickly, he positioned himself between my spread legs. He touched my pussy again, rubbing the soft, wet lips of my slit with his thumb before pushing his finger inside just an inch. I shrank in nervousness, but the feeling was good. Then he brought his hand to his mouth, spit a lot of saliva on it, and rubbed it all over his thick cock to make it slippery. He placed both knees between my legs and climbed on top of me, locking my thighs wide open with his broad, heavy waist. By resting his left elbow beside me , he guided his cock to my pussy entrance by his right hand. 

My heartbeat was drumming so loud, like a drum in my chest. I could feel the big, mushroom-shaped head of his throbbing cock pressing right against my tight pussy crack. Slowly, he started applying pressure. A sharp, tearing pain spread all around my tiny hole. I cried out instinctively, “Nahi…!” (No…!).  

He ignored my cry and pushed harder, but instead of entering, his cock head slipped away.  And that gave me a sharp burning pain in my sensitive pussy entrance. Uncle mocked my cry saying, “kya huaa…? Kabhi chudi nahi ho kya…? (What happened …? Haven’t you fucked before…?)”. I remained  silent  to his filthy taunt? . He again placed his big mushroom at my entrance and tried to push hard.  It slipped away again and pained me a lot.  After two such repeated failed attempts, I was pushing him away desperately in pain, saying  “No… No…nahi..” again and again. 

Though he wasn’t bothering much about my resistance, he got frustrated by his repeated failures and my continuous cry. Suddenly, he grabbed my jaw tightly, pinched it, and grunted in a low voice, “Shaant rah na…!” (Be silent…!).

I felt a little insulted by his rude behaviour, but I obeyed him and tried to muffle my cries. I was already lost between lust and fear, and now his strong dominance was completely taking over me. 

Then he asked again in a soft tone, “pahle kabhi chudi nahi ho kya…? ( Have you ever get fucked before…?)”. This time he was asking quite seriously but I was too shy to respond to such a bold question.

He repeated himself, “bol na … koyee choda hai ya nahi tumko pahle? (Tell me … anybody fucked you before or not?)”. Although I was shy, I thought by answering him I might get some discount considering me as a virgin. And I mumbled in a low tone, “Nahi…. (No…)”.

His eyes sparked with such  pleasant surprise. He said delightedly, “Heeyy bhagwan … to tum virgin ho (Ohh god… so you are virgin).”

Then he  spat again, took more saliva on his hand, rubbed some on my pussy generously and remained over his cock head. Then he slid his left hand under my body from the side and clasped my upper body tightly. He rested his full heavy weight on me. I was now completely trapped under his strong grip and big body.

He positioned his cock at my entrance once more and applied steady, but increased pressure. This time he held his cock firmly and made sure it didn’t slip. With a sharp tearing pain, his thick cock head finally pushed inside my tiny hole. I cried in pain but quickly bit my lip hard to keep quiet and not upset him. My right hand instinctively pushed against his shoulder, trying to tell him how much it was hurting below. He didn’t bother a little. After letting his cock head inside, he started applying  short but firm thrusts with his hips.  Slowly, about one-third of his thick cock slid into me. The pain was too much now. I couldn’t hold back anymore and whispered in a suppressed, teary voice, “Uncle, pleassseee… nahi ho payega… bahut pain ho raha.” (Uncle, please… I can’t take it… it’s paining a lot).