It’s the first of July 2013 and I had to go to Chandigarh on an emergency to pick my fiance from her sister’s place. I booked my ticket in advance...in a Volvo so that I can get a good seat. The bus started for Chandigarh at about 10:30 PM and I settled down in my seat comfortably with my vodka mixed with the juice. Just when the bus started to move the bus stopped for about a minute or two and then a lady came and sat next to me.I was a bit disappointed as I felt that I won’t be able to enjoy my. I know whatever he does with that is going to be for his pleasure, not mine. "Do you still think that slap was cute, you slut?" He growls at me. I can feel his anger, it's almost tangible, and it's suffocating. I let out a loud, defeated sob, even more conflicted now that I can start to feel my own arousal at the apex of my thighs. I know when he finds it he won't let me hear the end of it. "You poor, poor thing," he jeers, smoothing my rumpled hair in a mock display of affection, and without. I still wanted more sex but my body was exhausted. I couldn't stop thinking that my eagerness to lose my virginity, and the unprotected sex filled night, might have been a mistake. Once I thought about it, I realized that all my wildest fantasies were playing out. I had hooked up at a party and had the roughest sex in my life with a wild and loose party girl. I had finally stopped jerking off in the near by bushes of a strip club, like a complete freak, and actually bare backed with a stripper. ... another man's cock in my wife. It went in smoothly and she accepted it with a look of ecstasy, I have wanted this but never really thought about another man actually ejaculating in my wife or even going bareback. Too late, he's in and loving every second. The thought of his sperm dripping from her made me a little jealous....not a good emotion at a moment like this. I asked if he could pull out before he went. Almost with the fluidity of a ballet dancer he pulled out of her cunt and back.