But she won’t allow. I thought she needed some rest. So, I rested there too. Moments passed. Suddenly she leaned to my ear and spoke, “Can I sit b... the window?” “Sure.” She loosened her thighs. I took out my hand. She took off her shawl, adjusted her saree. And then she stood to change the seat.To make room for her to pass, I tried to take my legs to one side. But I saw she was holding my right thigh with her hand and she resisted the movement. So, I kept my legs as they were and they were wide. I get closer to the edge of the couch and move my hands to your skirt, raising it slowly, my hands on your legs, slowly going for your panties. I raise my eyes at you, you are biting your lower lips in anticipation. I smile more widely at you, knowing how much you need what I’m about to do to you.As your skirt is now high enough, I enter under it and bring you closer to me. My hands find your panties, bringing them down few centimeters, to give me access to your secret garden. Putting my hands. We decided that we’ll b just dating partners and there shouldn’t be any love. And here goes the story.It was during semester hols. We planned to go on for a 3 day trip to Ooty. So we booked a sleeper coach to Ooty in private. travels. We both were very excited as it was our first date. I wore sleeveless t shirt with tracks. And he was wearing shorts and tees. The bus started and soon the lights were switched off. My bf started massaging my stomach. I got aroused by his touch and soon v had a. “Ouch!”She-devil was back. She could see me still.Poke. Poke. Poke.“Oww! Fuck! OUCH!” something sharp had just poked numerous holes into my torso. I felt like I was going to sink. Or bleed out...“Wake up, lover, we need to get in the shower,” the She-Devil cackled, er, okay, maybe it was more like giggled but still.“I’m mortally wounded, save yourself, and go on without me,” I moaned.I heard more cackling. It sounded much eviler and seemed to be delighted with my current torment, or loud.