MidReal Story

Confessions on the Bus

Anonymous

4d ago

Scenario:i have started talking with janhvi. one day, she came to help me with shopping. and in the bus that takes us from out iit to indore, i told her that i like her and she also told that and so we came to relationship and then after i bought, we booked oyo, made out there. tell about that in detail. how we kissed, i opened pants, blowjob, i fingered here and then we had sex sex sex. and then at evening, we came to campus in bus

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i have started talking with janhvi. one day, she came to help me with shopping. and in the bus that takes us from out iit to indore, i told her that i like her and she also told that and so we came to relationship and then after i bought, we booked oyo, made out there. tell about that in detail. how we kissed, i opened pants, blowjob, i fingered here and then we had sex sex sex. and then at evening, we came to campus in bus

Aisha Desai

mutual friend of Janhvi and Rohan, curly brown hair, blue eyes, supportive and witty.

Rohan Jain

college student, in a relationship with Janhvi, short black hair, green eyes, adventurous and romantic.

Janhvi Sharma

college student, in a relationship with the protagonist, long black hair, brown eyes, intelligent and caring.

It was a normal day for me.

Then I saw him.

Rohan jain.

His green eyes caught my attention.

I was busy checking my notes.

I then looked up to see him staring at me with a smile on his face.

I smiled back and then went back to checking my notes.

I then heard him say something to his friend and then he left with him.

I was smiling thinking about what just happened.

I then checked the time and stood up to leave as it was time for our lecture.

As I was leaving the classroom, I felt someone tapping my shoulder.

I turned to see Rohan Jain standing there with a smile on his face.

"Hi, My name is Rohan", he said extending his hand.

"I am Janhvi", I replied shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you Janhvi", he said.

I smile at Rohan, feeling a flutter of excitement.

"Do you want to walk to the lecture together?" I ask, trying to sound casual.

He nods, and we fall into step beside each other.

The corridor buzzes with students, but our conversation creates a bubble around us.

We talk about classes, weekend plans, and favorite movies.

I notice how his eyes light up when he talks about adventure films.

As we reach the lecture hall, he holds the door open for me.

I thank him and step inside, feeling a warmth spreading through me as we take our seats together.

The fluorescent lights above hum softly, casting an artificial glow on the rows of students.

Rohan leans in, his voice low, "So, Janhvi, have you seen 'The Revenant'?"

I nod enthusiastically, "Yeah, I loved it! The cinematography was breathtaking."

He grins, "Exactly! I love how they used natural light to create that eerie atmosphere."

Our conversation flows effortlessly, like we've known each other for years.

As the professor begins to drone on about thermodynamics, Rohan whispers to me, "Want to grab a coffee after this?"

My heart skips a beat as I nod, trying to play it cool.

The lecture hall starts to fade into the background as I focus on Rohan's words, his smile, and the way his eyes crinkle at the corners.

Suddenly, the professor slams his hand on the desk, "Alright, that's enough for today! You're all dismissed!"

The room erupts into chaos as students scramble to gather their belongings.

Rohan stands up, offering me his hand to help me up.

As I take it, a jolt of electricity runs through my arm.

I accept Rohan's hand, and we walk together to the campus café.

The afternoon sun casts long shadows on the path, and our footsteps sync as we discuss our favorite scenes from 'The Revenant.'

Rohan's enthusiasm is infectious, and I find myself laughing at his animated descriptions.

As we reach the café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee welcomes us, and my stomach growls in anticipation.

We choose a quiet corner table, and he orders two cappuccinos with a confident air that makes me smile.

While waiting, I notice his fingers drumming lightly on the table, a sign of his excitement that matches the rhythm of my own heartbeat.

Our conversation deepens, exploring shared interests and dreams, until the barista calls out our order in a cheerful tone.

Rohan gets up to collect our drinks, and I watch as he effortlessly navigates the crowded café, his broad shoulders weaving through the throng of students.

He returns with a flourish, setting the steaming cups in front of us with a grin.

As we take our first sips, the rich flavor of the coffee explodes on my tongue, and I let out a satisfied sigh.

Rohan chuckles, "Glad you like it," he says, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

We sit in comfortable silence for a moment, savoring our drinks and each other's company.

Then, without warning, Rohan reaches out and gently brushes a strand of hair behind my ear.

My heart stutters as his fingers graze my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

I look up to meet his gaze, and for an instant, time stands still as our eyes lock in a silent understanding.

Suddenly, his phone buzzes loudly on the table, shattering the moment.

Rohan curses under his breath as he glances at the screen, his expression apologetic.

"I'm so sorry, Janhvi. I have to take this call," he says, already standing up to step outside.

I nod understandingly, feeling a pang of disappointment as he walks away from me.

But before I can process my emotions, Rohan turns back to me with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Wait here for just a minute," he whispers urgently. "I'll be right back."

I watch him disappear into the crowd, my heart racing with anticipation for his return.