Shuttle Bus Cum Squirt on Indian Auntie
I was a typical young white western male backpacking around Nepal and in this bizarre sexual experience, I was minding my own business, traveling alone and simply wanted to file into our shuttle bus that would take us to a hotel for the night. Most of the passengers were Indian but we were all exhausted from traveling late that night.
The shuttle bus might have been 50 years old but all I know is that I was on first and as more and more passengers shoved and pushed their way on I found myself in standing with my back pressed against a luggage cage. The most unusual thing is that there was really only room for two people to stand back there and to my surprise an Indian auntie who seemed to be traveling alone ended up rudely pushing her way into the one space in front of me.
The space was separated from the rest of the bus by a sort of waist-high divider. It's unusual to see an Indian lady traveling alone but even more unusual to choose to position herself with her buttocks towards a man behind her! In India 'gropers' are notorious. It would not matter I was a white western male as some Indian women believe we are oversexed deviants anyways.
I would guess she was around 40 years old. It was terribly hot that night and she was wearing the typical light Indian Sari that did show off her curvy plump body, large round breasts, a fat Desi 'booty'. But I didn't really think much of this other than I'd better be careful or she'd be whistling 'groper'.
In fact, I got worried more as our shuttle bus departed and she was making a point of looking behind her every odd minute. She was giving my crotch dirty looks and then would dart angry eyes at me. I wasn't doing anything! Yes, I have a bulge in my pants but its not an erection Auntie! After what felt like 20 minutes its seems half the passengers were asl**p, it was very dark inside, otherwise road noise, jostling as we were down more rural roads.
Auntie was becoming very annoyed and this time turned around to glare at my bulge and slapped it! I dared not do or say a thing. She gave me another turn of the head dirty look and again another slap to my crotch bulge! She was clearly very offended but I was not going to hide myself or move either.
If anything I stuck out my bulge a bit further. A minute later she reached behind and squeezed my bulge and shook it! When angry Indian auntie squeezed my crotch the 3rd time I just decided to fight back with offensiveness and I purposely pumped my hips back and forth as if getting off on her squeeze.
that did it for this angry indian lady! She was not happy with me now! with a sort of angry attitude she put two hands behind her and pulled her Sari in series of pulls. Right up over her fat auntie bum and tucked the Sari into the waistband of her panties. Then she made a resolved and impatient face and waved some 'okay there you go pervert' hand gestures behind her back.
I totally got it - she was offended I was NOT groping and perving her and so now I needed to get it over with. Auntie's panties were not sexy, standard thing pink panties, but the sight of her big fat brown asscheeks and the total horny situation really did give me a painfully hard cock but I had to be careful - most of the passengers simply could not see or hear us at the back of this shuttle bus but I could just start jacking myself like crazy.
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