Amina At 18

I just enrolled in my college, had my 18 th birthday last month and had to travel via bus to my college.

I wore my nursing uniform which was a marroon saree which takes a long time as I have big boobs and ass compared to the rest of my body (hourglass), wore my hijab, black opaque abaya which had buttons and pockets and I covered my face with Niqab.

I got on to the bus and that's when when I noticed that I didn't pin my saree pallu, it was slowly falling off but nobody noticed it, since my abaya masked everything.

The bus was crowded, since I have student's bus pass the conductor didn't care.

If my pallu fell off and somebody stepped on it will be a disaster.

I slowly opened the buttons so that my hand goes inside but trying to get the pallu was difficult, I then opened a few more buttons, now if anybody saw, could see my entire midriff and navel very clearly, with nervousness and haste I tied the loose pallu around my hip so there is nothing covering my midriff except the abaya which also had buttons open.

When I was about close the buttons, sudden break was applied by the bus driver, I tripped over, a big hand caught me but it went inside the unbuttoned abaya and caught my midriff, a sudden jolt went through all over my body.

The hand lifted me back to my place, I turned around and saw a tall, dark skinned, muscular guy probably a daily labourer which you can notice by his attire and the few behind him.

I could feel the heat of his hand, I turned back to notice that his hand was still there.

He was about to take his hand back.

I did something I would never dared, I placed my hand over his hand.

Placed my back over his abdomen as I'm just 5'3".

He started moving his hand around my stomach, pinched, kneaded it with full force.

I closed my eyes, bit my lips, immersed in that new feeling I couldn't hear anything else then he removed his hands as my college bus stop came.

His eyes lit when he saw my reluctant eyes.

I went to my college restroom to adjust the pallu during which I noticed that my fair skin has become red from his kneading, my nipples where erect, as if my body wants it more.

I didn't adjust the pallu instead just rolled it and tucked it below my navel and wore my abaya back.

I just removed my Niqab and went to class no body even asked me to remove my black abaya.

I was listening to class but every now and then the bus incident replays in my head, made my nipples erect and a strange feeling came between my legs.

I was in a daze as classes got over.

I didn't even know how I ate my lunch as my mind was replaying his hand touching me

I went to home in the bus covering my face with Niqab, I scanned for the guy from morning but he was nowhere but saw a guy who was in similar attire smiling at me.

I turned around and sat down on an empty seat.

Something felt empty riding back home.

My single mom who raised me from my childhood has a massive boobs which even I envy was getting ready to go attend some relatives function.

She told me that she will come after 2 days, I have to be careful as we are the only house in between this banana farmland and had a small road connecting to the mainroad where the bus stop is there.

If she leaves I'm the only lone person in this landscape.

She reminded me to eat properly and went away.

I slowly removed my niqab, hijab and abaya.

The saree pallu was still tucked below my navel, seeing that I started remembering his touch and fell into a daze.

I removed my saree, blouse and petticoat, while removing my panties I noticed something slimy coming like a string from inside my bald pussy.

My nipples got erect again after seeing that.

While taking bath I noticed in the water reflection how sexy my body was and started caressing it.

My hands finally landed on my nipples as I rolled my nipples, I started getting weak in the knees and a wave of the same sensation travelled across my body same like in the morning.

After sometime I understood that My pussy was feeling warm and slimy liquid was oozing from it when I played with my nipples.

I didn't know what that feeling was.

I came out of the bath and wore a one piece nighty and had the dinner mom cooked.

I went to bed but I couldn't sleep, when I rolled over to sleep on one side my nipples brushed against the nighty, the same jolt came.

I slowly removed the nighty, sensation of the fabric sliding over my skin had me feel excited.

After removing it entirely I saw my boobs jiggling and my erect nipples pointing outwards, I saw my pubic mound from the cleavage.

My pussy was aching.

I rubbed, rolled my nipples non stop, I craved for more of the sensation, I sucked on my right boob, rolled it with my tongue.

My hands involuntarily went inside my pussy and started stroking it along with my clit. The more I did it the more my pussy craved for it.

After sometime a jolt of sensation came through out my body, My pussy was spewing more of the slimy liquid, I didn't know what it was but I wanted more of it. My whole body yearned for it.

I repeated the same with my left boob.

I did this multiple times and it became morning.

My boobs and pussy were sore.

I noticed that its just ten minutes for bus.

I panicked and brushed, took bath which took five minutes, I didn't wipe my body and wore my uniform blouse and petticoat without wearing underwear in a hurry, since there was very little time so I shoved the saree in my bag instead of draping it.

Wore my abaya and hijab but forgot my Niqab.

I ran to the bus stop, got on the bus at the last minute, gasping for air.

Without looking I sat down on a seat in the back, but instead I sat on someone's lap.

When I turned back my eyes met with familiar eyes, the guy who molested me yesterday.

Despite him being a stranger I felt relieved, rested my back on his chest and closed my eyes with expectations.