Arna Is Teased on a Bus Journey

I woke up to heavy snoring next to me. I felt light-headed as if I was drugged. I looked at the source of the snoring next to me, damn! DAMN! There lies a goddess in terms of beauty, naked in all her glory with her perfect curves. Yet, she snored like a dog that howls from lust. Her chest swelled up with each long breath. As I stared at her cute face, the memories of the last 24 hours started flooding in slowly.

"How the hell did I manage to screw this bitch!" I muttered under my breath.

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Indeed, the butterfly effect of an accident in a Chinese lab led me to the juiciest travel adventure of my life.

It was March 2020; Prime Minister Narendra Modi addressed the country at 8 pm and announced we were going into lockdown for 21 days due to the emerging threat of COVID-19 worldwide.

I was studying in Pune and now had to return to my Hometown-Bangalore before all transport halted in the country. Fortunately, we received early intimation that the hostel would be closed. I booked a bus from Pune to Bangalore that very night. I usually travel by flight, but they seemed very risky given the situation. I had booked a single 'upper berth' sleeper towards the end of the bus. This bus was a 1 + 2 sleeper bus, meaning all the berths towards my right were for mostly couples and on the left were single beds stacked up like bunks. I had travelled the same route several times since I stayed in Pune for 3 years.

I boarded the bus at the 'Chandini Chowk' stop. Yes! There is one in Pune, too. The bus seemed almost full; I was not surprised since everyone in the country was scrambling to get to their hometowns. The journey usually lasted 12 hours, but given the traffic and unscheduled breaks from the driver, it took around 16 hours. I had bought my laptop to watch a few films. It was an AC-fitted bus (Air conditioning), and I prefer warmer conditions. The blanket was pulled over my legs, and since it was early, I decided to munch on some chocolate I had bought before boarding the bus.

It was the 'Kothrud' stop when I checked my phone around 7 pm. Two people were getting on at the stop. One was a male carrying heavy bags to the baggage deck. The other standing waiting for him was this stunning beauty. I spotted her through my window; she was 5 "7, very fair, and I could tell she was Marathi from her nose ring. She had curves like I had never seen on a living person. That ass was to die for. I had never felt this kind of pure lust emerging from within me. I wondered how the guy was lucky enough to land this goddess. Goddess felt underrated at best.

The male got in first; he occupied the right-side down berth' across me. The goddess came next. I had not noticed her perky breasts from the distance. But what took all my sight were her eyes. They were crystal-fixed inside the marble. She went into the berth below after the male.

She tried to place her bag across the window and went on all fours, exposing her bottom to me. I had an instant erection; I was thankful for the blanket I had pulled over me; otherwise, the pyjama I was wearing would have been helpless.

Usually, the curtains are fully drawn because I don't care to look at other people. Why would I? But here I was, peeking at the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. The girl lay down. I could see what she was wearing: a green top with blue jeans holding her tight rump, her hair shoulder length and held together with a simple blue clip.

The male pulled the curtains full, and I had to peel my eyes away from searching for glimpses. I had to manage the little issue I had created for myself. I was sure jacking off here while the entire bus was awake would be close to suicide. There was enough darkness inside the bus since it was a night journey; most had kept their berth lights on, and the ambient light from outside was enough to keep my head from making a prudent decision.

More than that, my feelings for the girl with whom I had a complex long-distance relationship started kicking in. Though we did not call each other boyfriend and girlfriend, we liked each other. I had to remind myself that this goddess was taken, and I could do nothing.

Boy, was I wrong!

I tried using my laptop against my stiff shaft. I pulled the curtains to watch a movie. When I was just about to start the film, I heard a rustling against my curtains, and the ass I had just drooled over a few minutes ago was now inches away from my Eiffel Tower! I was startled; I immediately pressed the laptop against my erection more forcefully and pulled open the curtains. The goddess had jumped from sitting on the edge of my berth and turned towards me profusely, apologizing; she had a white pyjama in her hands. I vaguely understood what had happened. There was no ladder to get to the upper berths; you had to use the opposite berth to pull yourself, and the berth opposite to me was empty. No one could survive being in jeans for 16 hours, for sure. So, she had planned to change and had accidentally landed her cheeks on my berth while climbing.

With a wry smile, I said, "It's fine."

"I'm really sorry. I was just trying to get into the upper berth here."

"Ya, got it. Do you need help?"

"uhh ye.. yes, thanks. Could you hold this for a second?"

I handed her back the pyjamas she gave me after she climbed to the opposite berth. I could feel the shyness both ways. I used all my mental strength to pull my curtains back, and I heard her pull hers to the same. I couldn't take my eyes off the other side, even if staring through solid curtains. All my animalistic instincts were turned on. Imagine this goddess exposing her slender legs to the cold AC air in the bus. Fuck! My penis was throbbing; the friction from the blanket made it only worse.

The driver halted at the stop. The driver's assistant shouted from the front that this would be the stop for dinner. Everyone slowly started to climb down. I was thankful I would get some time to do something about my little issue here. The male companion of the goddess called her from near the door:

"Urvi, I'm going down. Come quickly"

I realized if everyone got off the bus, I could step down a little later, and my hard-on would be gone by then. I waited 5 minutes after the last footstep I heard and then got down from the berth. I had not had such a raging hard-on like this in quite some time. I cursed the goddesses in my head. Just thinking about her made this much worse. I would have to ejaculate, and there was no way around this.

The bus was parked right in front of the Dhaba. I was scared about anyone coming back to the bus. Across the road were many trees, and it was very dark; no one seemed to bother to go there.

I made up my mind; I dashed through the door and ran to the woods. It was prevalent for people to urinate along the roadside since the condition of washrooms along the highway was pathetic. I relaxed slightly, believing that no one would be suspicious of me. I had probably gone ten meters inside. I turned my back towards a huge tree trunk. I brought my pyjamas down with a single pull of the thread. I took my shaft in my hand; it was as hard as a bike handle. I went up and down upon the head a few times. Ahh! This was beyond normal; I had lost sense of the world. Here I was, masturbating in the woods about a girl I had seen barely an hour ago.

I only realized my situation when a bright flashlight from a few meters away illuminated me in my peculiar state. I was petrified. Sweat from the shock of the cold air gave me a shiver. I had not made sure if anyone was already in the woods. My dick went limp in my hand. I could not make out the figure flashing the bright light. I tried to pull up the pyjama with my dick still stuck in one hand. I was trying to close a locker with the goods hanging outside. I heard a few click sounds; this made me freeze completely, and my eyes widened with realization. I had assumed it was just a flashlight, but it was a phone, and whoever it was caught me in the act.

I finally managed to put my junk inside. The flashlight turned off, and the predator approached. From the moonlight, I could see who it was; it was her!!! She actually illuminated like a goddess. She smiled at me coyly. I was perplexed. I had no idea how she was here or why she took the photos. She made her steps slowly and went back towards the Dhaba. I was still shaken to my core.

The fear of the bus leaving without me finally made me move. I nervously made my way back. I was dazed, horny and scared. I went inside the Dhaba; it was more of a complex with multiple small shops and a restaurant in the middle. There was no time for a proper dinner, so I headed towards the store to buy more snacks.

Someone tapped my shoulder from behind, "Someone's eating a lot of junk food."

It was her!

"I... I..." my voice stuttered.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"Karna," I said after a second. She had an evil smile on her face.

"Hmm, I am Urvi, now buy me these 'Hide and Seek' biscuits here." She said.

Without knowing how to reply, I quietly ordered the biscuits and some chips and coke I wanted and paid for the whole thing. I handed over the biscuits to her.

She raised her eyebrow and said, "Where's your thank you? No manners, Mmm mmm, this will be a nice journey."

Without waiting for a reply, she turned her back towards me and walked away towards the bus with her ass swaying. My lust fever started rising. On top of her shoulder, I saw more girls coming out of the woods. This made me realize my stupidity; the girls had gone to relieve themselves far away in the woods since there was no toilet here, and I had taken the same path. No one else seemed to have spotted me; otherwise, god knows! In this part of the world, you can be lynched based on the suspicion of spying on the ladies.

I ran behind her onto the bus and said, "It's not what you think. I'm sorry. I was not spying on anyone. It's just that..."

"You got horny and followed me" she tilted her head,

"No, no, what! I didn't even know you were there."

She fully turned back towards me, her face inches away.

"What would you do if I knew I was there, huh?" She immediately turned away again and said.

"Moreover, who will people believe, you or me? Who has proof."

"What do you mean, proof? It is not how you think."

She laughed and continued, "You will know soon enough, Karna."

Another passenger stepped inside the bus, and our conversation ended. I went back into my berth. I was baffled; if she suspected me of peeping, she would've complained already, but she seemed calm and collected. She got me to buy stuff, teased me, and I could swear that ass sway was intentional. What did she mean when she said this bus journey would be fun?

I started munching on my snacks but couldn't pay attention to the film. I had a good dose of both fear and excitement. Everyone got onto the bus, and it resumed the journey. My curtains were suddenly pulled open after a few minutes into the journey; her diamond eyes were piercing at me.

"Here's the money for the snacks you bought me. What's your full name again?"

"Karan Shetty," I replied.

The coy smile suited her more, making her dimples more prominent.

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I couldn't really sleep or concentrate on the film. Two hours into the journey, I received a message from an unknown number on WhatsApp.

*Hey...

This is Urvi

Your fellow passenger

You will do as I say

Otherwise, your photo will reach all of your friends on Facebook.

Open your curtains and don't close them*

I was sweating back again, even with the AC still operating, because she was blackmailing me. I am usually the leader and the decision-maker, taking charge of any situation. But this situation made me squirm. After some thinking, I replied bravely:

*Hey

Why are you trying to blackmail me?

Also, this chat proves everything*

*Lol, you think this text will help you.

Let's see you try to take down your photo from the internet and explain to all of your family and friends why you were peeping on me while I was peeing. *

*I wasn't and you know this! *

*I don't know shit and if you don't follow what I say, I will just tell all this to my brother right now. Let's see how you confront this Marathi mob. By the looks of it, you don't even know Marathi. *

The messages also got deleted a few seconds later. There seemed no way out of this ordeal.

I pulled the curtains to a side. Urvi pulled her curtains to one side, got out of her berth, and bent over. She was swaying her majestic ass as she prodded below her berth, looking for something. I could spot her sandals quite easily from the top of my berth along with the ass crack of hers, the pyjamas stuck to her ass curve. She found her sandals and slid back into her berth. I heard her brother call her an idiot and ask her to stop worrying about her belongings. He seemed to be in a half-asleep stage by the sound of his voice. She eyed me then and raised an eyebrow, giving me another coy smile.

Of course, my shaft was hard again, and this goddess was toying with me! She was teasing me intentionally. She loved seeing me, scared and uncomfortable.

*Stop staring at my ass, Pervert! *

*I am not!

You are teasing me? *

*What will you do about it? Pretty boi.*

I had mixed emotions; scared, angry at feeling helpless, aroused all at the same time. She had also called me pretty.

The only thing saving my hard-on from being viewed by the entire bus was the blanket on top. I raise my knees so that my footsole rests on the bed so no one will notice the bulge if they come this way accidentally. She whispered something in her brother's ear and climbed inside the top berth, directly opposite me. She repeated the whole' ass in my face' manoeuvre. Instead of the pyjama, she handed me a book. She let her bottom hang for a few more seconds this time.

She pulled open the curtain halfway so that no one from the front part of the bus could look at her since we occupied the last seats. She lay down with her pussy towards me, taunting me further.

This was pure mental torture; this is what I imagine hell would be. You are continually teased, not in control, and you can't seem to be in control no matter how hard you try.

I received another text from her:

*How do you like this? *

*Please stop. I'm sorry for whatever I did. This is just torture. I can't deal with this *

*This is just the beginning, lol. Now remove that blanket*

*What! No!*

*Why not? Hiding some junk food? XD*

My anger was boiling up inside me, but my fear was greater. I removed the blanket. With my knees raised high, it was still respectable.

*Lower your legs*

*No*

There was no message for a few minutes.

*Check my WhatsApp message status. *

I stored her number as 'goddesses' to view the status. It was me holding my dick in one hand and trying to pull up my pyjama. My face was quite clearly visible in the picture. She had uploaded a targeted status. So only I could view it.

*I wonder how this will look on your FB wall. *

*Please, you wouldn't! *

"You think so?" She spoke loudly as if reading from the book.

A few passengers tilted their heads towards the noise. I scrambled to pull up the blanket in panic. Her coy smile was back, and her lips were even wider. She looked evil.

*Now do as I say. Right now*

My throbbing 6-inch cock formed a tent in the pyjama for anyone who cared to see. I wanted to teach a lesson to this bitch. The goddess was becoming an evil bitch.

*Good job. Now, you watch me carefully. *

She put her book on the bed and rolled over as if reading it, resting her face on her palms and elbows digging into the bed. Her cleavage was now clearly visible. I watched a single droplet of sweat slide from the top of her breast and disappear under her top. With the bus motion, her breasts also went up and down. This was a heavenly sight. She was screened and safe, whereas I looked like a pervert staring at a lady reading a book with a hard-on for everyone to see. She raised her face towards me and bit her lower lip. I have seen a lot of Telugu actresses do this in movies. This was way sexier, and it was hotter to see this up close and happening to me personally.

She was toying with me. This was making me more and more horny every second with no relief, also the additional burden that I would be exposed to the world any second. This show went on for another half hour. My prick felt like a rock now from all that tease and was tremoring. I started remembering stories I heard as a teenager and wondered if I didn't do something soon, it would stay a rock forever.

I flipped on my back while still staring at her. She eyed me with slight disappointment.

*Too clever. Now turn back. * Came the instant message.

*No, please. The helper may come to check anytime now. *

*I wonder what your mother will say when I send her the picture *

I had no choice but to flip back up; my manhood was aiming directly towards the ceiling. The testosterone dripping into my bloodstream had convinced me of revenge one way or another at this point. I was not going to let this bitch control me as she pleases. I was imagining choking her throat and fucking her from behind until she pleads. It was sometime past midnight, and I had a hard-on for nearly more than 30 minutes.

I glanced downward; her brother was sleeping peacefully now. Anytime he could get up, glance at me staring at his sister. I will likely be killed if that happens; worse would be the humiliation and a complaint to the police. She took a few more photos of me without flash this time.

She suddenly took off her top silently; she had perky B-size knockers and a deep cleavage line. But what turned me on more was her waist and navel. They were of a dancer fit at a king's palace. An hourglass figure, a stunning creature, meters away from me, teasing and toying with me. Only if I could hold her waist and teach her a lesson for being a teasing bitch.

The thought made me more aroused; I wanted relief and wanted it quick.

*I can't do this, please, I'm sorry, stop this now *

*stopping won't help you, pretty boi. *

*What do you have in mind? *

On cue, she removed her bra as well and was half-naked for a second. She immediately put her top back on. I could make out her nipples through the green material; they were poking through her top. She was thoroughly enjoying the thrill of exposing herself to a stranger. She found pleasure in my frustrated face.

She glanced at her brother, giving me a view of her fine breasts hanging inside the top. They swayed with the minor bumps. She put the bra inside her Pyjama pockets and returned to reading the book. She looked at me every few minutes to confirm I was still looking at her.

After what felt like an eternity, the bus slowed down and moved slowly. After covering some more distance, the driver turned off the engine. I checked the map to see where we were; we were 2-kilometres from the tollgate between Maharashtra and Karnataka. Puzzled about how long the traffic could be, Urvi seemed to sense the same. The edge of her lips darted down, and she folded her hands across her breasts in annoyance. I heard a few more people rustling after being woken up by the unnecessary stop. My eyes widened, and I looked at her pleadingly; she gave back a disgusted look. I took that as a yes and pulled the curtains to cover my modesty. The shock helped some blood pool back from my shaft.

I heard her get down after some time and wake up her brother. Her brother went up to the driver and spoke for some time. He returned and started explaining the situation to his sister in English mixed Marathi.

I overheard some parts: "Lockdown... Everyone rushing back... Screening at the border... Long traffic line... It will take a few more hours... Sleeping in a non-moving bus will be horrible."