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Indian Wife's Bus Ride : Part 2 of 2

He had safely counted on that, with my wife too, and it seemed to be working. He grew bolder and placed his other hand on my wife’s breast. And I was certain his fingers were certainly inside my wife’s vagina. Whenever my wife would use all her force to pull out his hand, he would push it harder in, freezing my wife, most likely in pain or the shock. My cock was becoming erect. Slowly, he increased the pace of the movement of his hand and my wife unable to struggle. 

With the other hand the man started to squeeze my wife’s breasts too, which made my wife go weak. She let loose her grip on his hands, as she was unable to even stand properly. The two guys on either side of them were watching wide-eyed, oblivious to my wife. The molester knew that they were being watched, but guess he was enjoying having an audience. The man now moving his groin against Anu’s ass as if he was ****ing her from behind.


Seema was too weak to struggle. She just stood motionless, infact her body was falling backward on the man for support. The man looked around again to see if anyone was watching, apart from the two guys on next him. His head was still but hands were moving fast. No one could make that out because of the bumpy bus ride and almost all other passengers were busy in themselves as well. As the man kept moving his fingers in and out of my wife’s vagina, she almost reclined her head on his chest. The man was now very emboldened, certain that she won’t scream or shout. He withdrew his other hand from her blouse and reached for her sari. He bent a bit and held the bottom part of her sari and slowly began to pull it up, exposing Seema’s legs. He pulled it up further, exposing her thighs now. 


Realizing what was happening, my wife looked alarmed. But the man held the sari in between her ass and his crotch and with his free hand pressed her boobs hard. It was enough to freeze her. Seema was too nervous and tense to say or do anything. From above, her sari looked normal but if one looked further below, one could see her sari had been pulled up till her ass, exposing her thighs and even a bit of her buttocks. I couldn’t imagine in my wildest dreams, my wife semi-naked like this in a bus and being fingered by a stranger, an ugly mean looking stranger. 


I had a raging hard on. The man then deftly unzipped his trousers and brought out his cock to the view of at least three spectators, including me. My eyes popped out. His cock was massive. He pointed it towards my wife’s ass. I couldn’t believe it. Was he going to penetrate my wife right in middle of the bus. My wife had no idea what to expect as she was facing the other side. Not wanting to take any risk regarding my wife’s reaction, he waited for the bus to go over a big bump before he did anything more. And he didn’t have to wait for long.


As the bus rocked from side to side, while going over a rough patch on the road. The man took advantage of the situation and pretended to fall over her and in the process pushed his cock onto my wife’s vagina. It didn’t go in, in the first attempt, but it made my wife panic. Her eyes opened wide, and before she could protest verbally the bus went over another bump. The man pretended to fall on her again and this time he was inside her. Oh what a sight. My wife being ****ed right in middle of a packed bus !She was in state of shock. Only muffled cries were coming from her mouth. Her eyes were wet with tears. But the man had no time for that, as he pushed harder to penetrate my wife even deeper.


Satisfied, his cock was fully inside her vagina, he stood still, as if to gauge her reaction. She was motionless too, just tears building up in her eyes. Definitely she couldn’t attract any attention now from fellow passengers. She was in a very vulnerable and helpless state. He seemed to be in no hurry, knowing well, that she was under his complete control. He began to move his cock in and out. My wife again shut her eyes and clenched her teeth. He was moving deep in and out, but in a restrained way with minimal ass movement as not to attract the attention of the man standing behind him.


After a minute or two of continuous ****ing, my wife’s lips parted. I could see even her body had begun to move – moving to the rhythm of the man’s body ! I couldn’t believe it. Was my wife beginning to enjoy it? The very thought brought out precum from my cock. I was watching this man ****ing my wife right in middle of the bus. He was trying to keep a straight face so that if others see him, they shouldn’t be able to make out what’s going on.


But my wife was having a difficult time trying to keep a straight face. With every stroke from the man’s cock, her lips would part and I think they were accompanied by soft moans too. She was definitely enjoying her molestation. The man was soon cumming. His body stiffened and he started ejaculating his cum inside my wife ! I think the liquid in her womb made her squirm even more out of pleasure. The man’s limp cock flopped out from my wife’s pussy. 


I could see his semen was trickling out of my wife’s pussy onto her thighs. Satisfied, he looked at the two guys watching him and winked. The guys had a smile on their face and one of them whispered something in the ears of the guy who had just ****ed my wife. He smiled and exchanged places with the new guy., is the other guy going to **** my wife too, I thought. 


He did exactly that. My wife must have known it’s a new guy, but she was far too aroused to bother, I guess. Then a very surprising thing happened. The second guy watching it, caught hold of my wife’s hand and guided it to his crotch. He unzipped his trousers and put her hand in. My wife didn’t need any persuasion as she began to fondle his cock as the other guy kept ****ing her. My wife masturbated the man to his climax and he came all over her hand . And soon the man ****ing my wife followed. He pulled out his dick and came on her ass. 


What a sight it was. It was unbelievable. These guys had turned my wife into a horny slut. As the pulled up their zips, I could see my wife was still squirming. I wondered why. But soon I could see that the man in front of her was fingering her pussy, though he was facing away from her. He kept fingering her for a while. Her eyes were closed as the fingers of her fellow passengers kept fingering her pussy and she was really enjoying the sensation in that packed bus where so many noises were not letting her moans to get louder.


This obscene show of my wife went on for around 10 minutes as the guys watched my wife in awe. Her body was almost dancing on the fingers of the man in front of her. Suddenly she broke out into spasms. She was having a orgasm, right in front of the lustful eyes of her co-passengers. Her orgasm hit her hard. While trying to not let out loud moan she snuggled her face onto the shoulders of the man in front of her. Her whole body seemed to be resting on the man masturbating her. She violently began to rub her crotch against his fingers and also against his body. She came crashing back to reality. I could see she was feeling very ashamed. She couldn’t raise her head or look at anyone. Not even search for me. Luckily she didn’t have to bear the discomfort for long. Our bust stop arrived within 5 minutes. A few people got down there. 


Luckily none were those guys. She looked for me as she got down. I went up to her as the bus left.“Baby, hope you were fine” I said as if I didn’t know what happened” I was on the other side of the bus”“yes, it was ok” she said, though she looked apparently shaken“But you look weak” I said“Oh nothing, just exhaustion, ghar chalte hain.” She replied..I disclosed this incident with her after one week and she started weeping but seeing my cool reaction and after i too disclose that i liked the show and it was my desire to see her in this state with a stranger gave her a sight of relief and she admitted that she had faced such incidents in buses before also while going to offices but this was the awesome and she liked it very much.


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