Do I tell Uncle Jack I got groped on a bus today?

On my way to babysitting this afternoon, I took the usual bus route to my Uncles house (I regularly babysit his son, Mason). I had my headphones on and went to the back of the bus, window seat.

It’s about a half hour bus journey and I usually don’t do anything else besides listen to music. And today was like no other so I didn’t see the older gentleman get on a few stops further down me and takes a seat besides me.

I don’t know exactly when I notice it but I feel a ‘bump’ against my right side, close to my chest. Now, my chest is pretty big so it’s hard to avoid in close proximity but the guy sat next to me seemed to be closer than I realised. But I took no notice.

Then a minute or so later that’s when I feel a finger brush against my breast. I don’t move my head away from the window view, I just remain silent and still. But there is definitely something going on. I wouldn’t say I felt scared.. Just.. Curious?

I guess my lack of action made this gentleman next to me think it was a green light for more because next thing I know he’s moved even closer to me and his hand is brushing against my chest in a not-so-subtle way. The bus isn’t empty but as we’re sat at the back no one else has realised what’s happened.

The brazen stranger then notices my right nipple is erect (from all the friction) and decides to rub his thumb over it through my bra and top. I keep my head away not making any movement, just allowing this man to touch me inappropriately. I don’t know wtf is wrong with me but this sordid situation only aroused me!?

The​ man removes his hand and before I breath a sigh of relief thinking its over, I quickly glance over and see that he’s undone his jeans and pulled his cock out!

He’s now got one hand rubbing his dick and the other resting on my knee.

Great day to wear a short skirt(!?)

I can’t help but feel turned on by this, I’ve got about 8 minutes left of my journey so I speed up this process a little bit by spreading my legs slowly. Giving clear indication that I am into this. My breathing is getting heavier, the music still pumping through my headphones, my heart beating faster out of my chest.

The man takes the opportunity to glide his hand right up over my thighs until his fingers reach my crotch. His touch is electric, I’ve never had someone touch me there or have anything remotely intimate like this..

The hand on his cock is moving faster, rythimic, I can see he’s fully aroused by this exchange.

His fingers toy with my panties, I’m getting excited, unsure of what to expect next. He pulls the cotton clothing to one side and slides a fat finger between my pussy lips, exposing a deep warmth and wetness. I can’t help myself, I let out a moan and it’s enough to get him off. He cums hard on the back of the seat in front of him, removes his touch from my body and adjusts himself and zips up.

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I’m at Uncle Jack’s place now, Mason is watching his cartoons and I’m sat wondering if I should tell my uncle what’s happened. Will he angry? Upset? I want him to feel protective over me, but I also want him to imagine the scenario in his head, I want him to wish he was that man on the bus with his fingers on my cunt.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/uy1ljh/do_i_tell_uncle_jack_i_got_groped_on_a_bus_today