I am deliciously groped by a stranger.Hello readers: I'm

I am deliciously groped by a stranger. Hello readers: I'm your friend Artemia, back with you to talk to you. what happened to me on Wednesday afternoon in a minibus in the city of Mexico. I hope that this story is to your complete liking, as much as it is to my telling them. Last Tuesday I spoke with a friend about phone to go to the movies on Wednesday taking advantage of the two for one, it was a good opportunity to greet her and see the Terminator III movie. We are left meet at the Insurgentes roundabout (the center of Mexico City) and from there go to some very nice cinemas that are in the pink zone. At the end of the movie, he told me to go back. together to San Ángel, her mother would pick her up at the minibus stop that is in revolution and from there I would return to Villa Coapa. We take the bus outside the roundabout towards San Ángel, by the way it was a little full, but Fortunately, a woman came down two blocks ahead and my friend sat there. For my part, I had two seats behind her next to a man of about 45 approximately years old, medium fat. Almost upon reaching the height of the World Trade Center Mexico, I stop the minibus we were on, since supervisions are in fashion on this type of transport for so many assaults. We passed the review without any problems, We stand in our same places and continue with our route. I want to tell you that it was a little cold that day, so I decided to wear a skirt that was below the knee but very loose. some white tights like the skirt, a pink sweater and some moccasin type shoes. After the inspection, many people went up to the micro and little that went down, as it was a little late the lights came on of the microphone, but only the front part, the back was almost completely darkened. Perhaps that was what gave my companion the courage to place his hand on her. knee, but very close to mine, of course I noticed but I didn't do absolutely nothing, since I thought that the position of his hand, perhaps to rest his briefcase that he was carrying on his legs. What seemed strange to me is that every movement of the microphone, very soft that this outside brought his hand closer and closer to my knee until reaching out to rest his hand on my knee. I really don't know what happened to me head, but I was beginning to like that sensation and that play, and the strangest thing, I was starting to get excited. I pretended to be hiding, looking at the opposite side of me companion and at times I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep so as not to see people, since there would undoubtedly be gossiping people who surely did not lose given the show we were both giving; I wasn't worried about my friend, since She was practically sleeping in her seat. We lasted like this for a long time, until I began to feel a sudden movement in my knee to such a degree that it made me open my eyes a little eyes, enough to see how my skirt was already a little wrinkled from the side that the guy was holding his hand, that excited me a lot and prompted me to Bring my knee a little closer to his hand. Suddenly I stopped feel the touch of my skirt, I felt a little warmer on my leg, I had He raised his skirt enough to place his fingers on my knee, but underneath of the skirt, he was caressing my knee over the tights, without realizing at which point I started to get wet, but I felt super excited, I decided to open eyes and turn to see him, the very cynical man didn't even flinch, he continued acting his, but he also knew that I had been enjoying his delicious caresses. Not even 5 minutes passed when we arrived at the whereabouts, he left first from the bus, then I got up and went in search of my friend, who She was ready to get out of the minibus together. We were almost ten minutes talking before his mother arrived, we greeted each other and at the same time we say goodbye They both accompanied me to take the minibus that would take me to I return to my house. They didn't leave there until they saw me go up. I took one of the last seats sitting by the window. Oh surprise! It was him, the gentleman again, he sat with me again and now He greeted me, "Good evening," answering exactly the same. There was a moment when I froze, but little by little I felt that tingling inside again and I just tried to relax to enjoy what came. It wasn't long before he put the briefcase back on. on his legs and his hand in the same position he had carried it in the course of the insurgent roundabout to San Ángel, only now it went straight to my knee, but still on the skirt. When we reach the rectory of the UNAM, almost shamelessly with a couple of fingers took my skirt and raised it slightly until his other fingers, surely he stretched them completely until touch my tights and started caressing my knee. I only managed to close the eyes, and I don't know why I started to shake, maybe it was fear, maybe excitement, maybe both. I don't know when he realized that I had closed. eyes, but it didn't take long for him to put his whole hand above my knee, on my tights and started massaging my leg, it was a great feeling, in fact At that moment my thoughts had already gone very far and I longed for my husband was close to me so that he could see the groping that the man was giving me. that guy. On more than two occasions he tried to put his hand between my legs, since when I sat down, I put them together so as not to look bad and although I was wearing my long skirt, I usually don't like to open my legs (I feel that if they we open, we women look bad). He only dedicated himself to caressing me in the same position in which I had my hand on, I pulled my tights, almost as if wanting to take them off (although technically it was impossible for me to take them off, which The only thing it did was make them loosen more than they had already loosened. the bastard). Suddenly I opened my eyes to see at what height of the We were going on the way and also to see that so many people were on the minibus. I wasn't going completely full, that allowed the guy to do his thing as he pleased; by True, we were already in the hospital area and I had to get off at Villa Coapa, that gave me a few more minutes of pleasure, and he enough time to satisfy your lowest instincts. I closed my eyes again, which he noted with pleasure. Almost at moment to close my eyes, maybe not even five seconds passed when it went up He shamelessly put his hand mid-leg and at that moment I think I had a orgasm. I accepted everything, I said absolutely nothing. He tried again to put that one height of my legs with his hand, he did it with a little more force and he succeeded. By Of course, I was already very horny and when I tried to put his hand in, I relaxed a little the pressure that my legs exerted on each other, and with my entire palm With his hand he caressed my entire thigh, first one leg, then the other. He did it in a very professional way, as if every time He did it with any girl who sat next to him, he had a lot of skill. His hands were big and every time he squeezed my thighs he made me feel butterflies at the entrance to my pussy. I felt how my clitoris responded to each squeeze of his hands to my legs. It was a very unique moment. And finally He went all the way up to trying to caress my clitoris. At that moment I closed legs and his hand was trapped between them. I was trying to move my crotch as lightly as possible until I had one or two more orgasms. I think he felt the wetness of my sex, maybe that's why he didn't move. Once again I opened my eyes completely and unexpectedly, We were facing Gigante. Firstly and in a very fast movement turn to See my legs down, I had my skirt up, I turned to look at him and He had his eyes closed. In the same way that I had pretended to be asleep. Nobody had noticed our show (or at least I think so), there were like two or three couples on the bus. I tried to adjust my skirt and remove his hand from her. my legs in such a way as not to look so rude, since whether I wanted to or not, I had made me spend a pleasant time. He also understood it that way. I asked for permission to go to the exit door, he did not get up from his seat, he just turned on its same axis. As I got up and waited for the back door to open from the bus, I leaned my body on a seat in front of the one where I was sitting, the very shameless person confidently placed his right hand on my calf and He raised it to mid-leg, of course, I didn't get out of that place, and as soon as They opened the door, I went down very carefully and when I went down completely, I turned it around. Seeing him, I said goodbye to him with a goodbye in my hand and a flirtatious smile. It was already There my husband waiting for me. I told him everything that happened, in detail about everything. that had happened to me, that made us enjoy a night of a lot of sex until very early morning. I hope you liked my story and if one day I If something else happens, do not doubt that, you will be my closest and confident confidants. Kisses to all. Bye bye.