I am today putting up a incident of a newly married couple whom are
living in Delhi and working . On their request I am putting this story
before you as they feel that yes they cannot come out openly in the
limelight as both belong to an good class and have good reputation in
the society and feel that our society is still not mature to handle
these types of truths. I am changing their names to protect their
identity. Avinash is an 30yr old, working as an Senior manager in an Export
house and her wife Durga is an 29yr old consultant working for an big
educational institute. Both are happily married and enjoying their
sexual life up to the max. Both of them found that they both still feels
a great urge to keep trying new things to keep their sexual life more
pleasurable. Avinash had a detailed talk with Shilpa and told her that he
has some desires and would love her to fulfill them and Shilpa too comes
out with the truth and discuss it openly with her hubby.
Avinash wants her wife to show off her great body to strangers and he loves
their attention to her lustful body. He always demand her to keep trying
tight reveling clothes and wants her to ensure that strangers enjoys
with her up to the max. Both are well paid off and are easily affording
a good luxury car but on Avinash’s request Shilpa everyday goes to office
in a public bus in order to ensure she ends up getting new pleasures and
incidents that could excite her hubby. Avinash really loves to hear all
acts in which Shilpa gets involve in the crowded buses and let strangers
enjoys with her up to the max. The below incident was the resent one
which Avinash wants me to tell before all of you in which Shilpa enjoyed
getting involved in a crowded bus ride in Delhi. It happened a week
back, I wore a saree every day and but I prefer to wear it low-hip,
exposing the deep navel as it suits my height. I also secretly enjoy the
stares & peeks I receive when the pallu drifts a bit, to the side. The
incident I am about to narrate, happened in one of my bus journey in a
Delhi blue line . Sometimes when the bus is crowded there will be some
strange hand trying to caress my butt, and after a while, sensing the
lack of resistance, usually advance the hand to my bare hip. I like this
part especially since I am ticklish around my hips & belly and get very
excited when caressed there.
My courage level usually ends there and I would start showing some
resistance and the hand would vanish as fast as it had appeared. but
Avinash always want me to enjoy and rather protesting I should co-operate
with those crazy strangers the bus .That evening , I & Avinash had to go
shopping and return and I had gotten a bit more courageous than most of
the days.. Avinash wanted me to go without panty . I was wearing a maroon
saree, matching blouse and black brassiere and petticoat. We finished
our shopping and was returning around 7.30 pm in the evening. The bus I
boarded was too crowded that day and the journey would be an half hour.
I was sandwiched in the middle of the bus. I was standing right smack at
the centre of the bus,. I had to lift both my hands over my head to hold
the overhead railings since the ride was especially jerky. It had gotten
dark outside and the light inside was too dim. My already low hip saree
dropped a notch further below my waist that evening because of my
awkward standing posture.
It was only a matter of time. There was that anticipated hand from a
stranger from the back resting on my butt lightly. I couldn’t feel it at
first, as it was too crowded, until the hand firmly rested on my back. I
had a chill running over my spine when I realized that I wasn’t wearing
panties too that day. Perhaps the stranger had realized it at the same
time as he started cupping my bare butt through my saree and started
running his fingers along the crevice. In spite of my long tired day, I
was beginning to get excited. The one thing I noticed was that the
person standing behind me (whoever that was?!!) was too short. He was
only to my shoulder level I guess. He rested his other hand on my bare
waist. His hand was surprisingly soft and tender. Hi left hand was
resting at the area where I had tucked my sari into my petticoat at my
waist for a long time. I didn’t pay particular attention to it as his
right hand which was caressing my back had circled in front by my right
side, pushed my pallu deftly, rested on my bare belly ,moments later
discovered my deep navel and was fingering it. My excitement was
certainly building up and I was holding the railing tighter. I
completely failed to realize what his other hand was doing all this
time.. He was slowly taking my saree tucks out of my petticoat while he
was fingering my navel.. now, my petticoat knot came out completely in
view as my saree folds in that area has been expertly loosened by him,
and I was blissfully unaware of this still, while his fingers were
resting lightly on the knot.. ( He could see this clear and close since
he was much shorter than I ).Avinash was murmuring in my ears not to
protest .
He was beginning to loosen the knot of my petticoat, and lo!! I came to
my senses. He had already gone too far ahead and the moment he sensed
that I had found out what he was up to, he yanked the knot and loosened
it so quick that I had no time to react. The next thing I felt was my
petticoat loosening around my hip and his hand resting on my bare hip
inside while his right hand securely gripping my saree and my now
completely loose petticoat, firmly so it stay on my hip. I was thinking
about my options.. With my position , with my hands over my head and
legs stretched , in the uncomfortable position he caught me. –
completely! I was too scared to imagine my petticoat dropping in public
, in a bus. I don’t want a scene. So, I turned my head and whispered as
softly as I could over my shoulder, to the person behind – “Tie to back!
Pleased” . I could see the smug smile on the greasy face and a satisfied
nod ( indicating “I got u” ) from him in the fraction of a second I
managed to see his face. I was so mortified and embarrassed , that I
couldn’t face him any longer and turned back. He, now used his left hand
to hold my petticoat & saree in place while he brought his right hand
around me and inserted it through my loosened petticoat to rest on my
bare right butt cheek! He slowly started executing his game plan. He
enjoyed feeling my bare flesh around my hip & thigh region.
His right hand loitered there for a while. He moved his hand again from
my hip to the back, resting his palm on my butt cheek, enjoying the
sensation of my bare round butt.. He kneaded the flesh in the region and
pinched me there. I could still not comprehend the face that all this
was happening in a crowded bus. It was a bit too much beyond my wildest
imagination but I know Avinash was enjoying this and I really want him to
enjoy as on that day he was with me noticing the incident before his
eyes and I want him to see how his slut wife gets enjoyed everyday by
strangers in these crowded buses . In the meanwhile that guy moved his
fingers to run along my now moist butt crevice, sending shocks all over
me. My only reaction was to clutch the rails tighter. His finger
traveled from top to bottom , up & down along the crevice . He seemed to
have enjoyed it very much. He then rested it on my anus. I was totally
unprepared for this, . He attempted one hard push with his finger making
me stand on tip toes and gasp. His fingers loitered there a bit longer
and moved down targeting the prime spot now. His fingers reached the
base of my pussy lips from behind through my already spread legs . I
voluntarily spread my thighs a bit more wide on my hubby’s signal and
his middle finger easily entered my now very wet pussy lips. He managed
to insert another finger too as my thigh is now spread wide enough. My
excitement was mounting and I was beginning to get scared more at the
same time. He started wiggling his fingers inside my pussy while I was
standing there horrified and helpless (excited nevertheless ) His index
finger found the skin of my clit and started applying pressure there.
There was a bus stop and a reshuffle in the crowd by then. We were
pushed from behind and I had to move one step forward. He held me in the
same position and we moved forward. It was a very weird feeling to move
my legs with a stranger’s fingers in my pussy.
I was beginning to get concerned and scared more while he continued to
massage my clit and pinch my outer lips with his thumb. I was close to
cumming , but didn’t want that to happen on a bus, since I am loud
normally. I was getting so scared. I turned and whispered.. to him again
“please stop now.. and tie it back”. He seemed to think a bit for a
while and decided to remove his fingers from my pussy . I relaxed and
sighed. While taking out his now wet fingers he quickly inserted his
index finger in my anus and gave a shove.. It went in this time as it
was wet. and I gave a sharp yelp and tip toed again since I was not at
all prepared again. The person standing in front turned back to look at
me. I was profusely sweating and managed a meek smile. One third of his
finger mush have been through I guess and he was wiggling it for a while
making me jerk at will .. Then he decided to take it out and took his
time to shabbily tie my petticoat. I eased up a bit and lowered my left
hand and adjusted the saree and tucked it inside the petticoat. I was
looking positively horrible. He continued to rest his hand on my bare
belly inside the pallu and his hard on was pressing on my butt now. This
is familiar to me though . He took the hand above and managed to give a
squeeze to my left tit. I allowed him to do it fast and give me a good
squeeze as I can see a good boner getting formed in my hubby’s pant and
I know Avinash was going to give a good fuck to me tonight. I had already
missed my stop in order to let that guy enjoy as far as possible with me
as my only concern was to see Avinash’s delightful face. We then agreed to
get down and Avinash was fast enough to catch an auto to get back home as
he was not ready to wait anymore to enjoy my wet horny pussy.
living in Delhi and working . On their request I am putting this story
before you as they feel that yes they cannot come out openly in the
limelight as both belong to an good class and have good reputation in
the society and feel that our society is still not mature to handle
these types of truths. I am changing their names to protect their
identity. Avinash is an 30yr old, working as an Senior manager in an Export
house and her wife Durga is an 29yr old consultant working for an big
educational institute. Both are happily married and enjoying their
sexual life up to the max. Both of them found that they both still feels
a great urge to keep trying new things to keep their sexual life more
pleasurable. Avinash had a detailed talk with Shilpa and told her that he
has some desires and would love her to fulfill them and Shilpa too comes
out with the truth and discuss it openly with her hubby.
Avinash wants her wife to show off her great body to strangers and he loves
their attention to her lustful body. He always demand her to keep trying
tight reveling clothes and wants her to ensure that strangers enjoys
with her up to the max. Both are well paid off and are easily affording
a good luxury car but on Avinash’s request Shilpa everyday goes to office
in a public bus in order to ensure she ends up getting new pleasures and
incidents that could excite her hubby. Avinash really loves to hear all
acts in which Shilpa gets involve in the crowded buses and let strangers
enjoys with her up to the max. The below incident was the resent one
which Avinash wants me to tell before all of you in which Shilpa enjoyed
getting involved in a crowded bus ride in Delhi. It happened a week
back, I wore a saree every day and but I prefer to wear it low-hip,
exposing the deep navel as it suits my height. I also secretly enjoy the
stares & peeks I receive when the pallu drifts a bit, to the side. The
incident I am about to narrate, happened in one of my bus journey in a
Delhi blue line . Sometimes when the bus is crowded there will be some
strange hand trying to caress my butt, and after a while, sensing the
lack of resistance, usually advance the hand to my bare hip. I like this
part especially since I am ticklish around my hips & belly and get very
excited when caressed there.
My courage level usually ends there and I would start showing some
resistance and the hand would vanish as fast as it had appeared. but
Avinash always want me to enjoy and rather protesting I should co-operate
with those crazy strangers the bus .That evening , I & Avinash had to go
shopping and return and I had gotten a bit more courageous than most of
the days.. Avinash wanted me to go without panty . I was wearing a maroon
saree, matching blouse and black brassiere and petticoat. We finished
our shopping and was returning around 7.30 pm in the evening. The bus I
boarded was too crowded that day and the journey would be an half hour.
I was sandwiched in the middle of the bus. I was standing right smack at
the centre of the bus,. I had to lift both my hands over my head to hold
the overhead railings since the ride was especially jerky. It had gotten
dark outside and the light inside was too dim. My already low hip saree
dropped a notch further below my waist that evening because of my
awkward standing posture.
It was only a matter of time. There was that anticipated hand from a
stranger from the back resting on my butt lightly. I couldn’t feel it at
first, as it was too crowded, until the hand firmly rested on my back. I
had a chill running over my spine when I realized that I wasn’t wearing
panties too that day. Perhaps the stranger had realized it at the same
time as he started cupping my bare butt through my saree and started
running his fingers along the crevice. In spite of my long tired day, I
was beginning to get excited. The one thing I noticed was that the
person standing behind me (whoever that was?!!) was too short. He was
only to my shoulder level I guess. He rested his other hand on my bare
waist. His hand was surprisingly soft and tender. Hi left hand was
resting at the area where I had tucked my sari into my petticoat at my
waist for a long time. I didn’t pay particular attention to it as his
right hand which was caressing my back had circled in front by my right
side, pushed my pallu deftly, rested on my bare belly ,moments later
discovered my deep navel and was fingering it. My excitement was
certainly building up and I was holding the railing tighter. I
completely failed to realize what his other hand was doing all this
time.. He was slowly taking my saree tucks out of my petticoat while he
was fingering my navel.. now, my petticoat knot came out completely in
view as my saree folds in that area has been expertly loosened by him,
and I was blissfully unaware of this still, while his fingers were
resting lightly on the knot.. ( He could see this clear and close since
he was much shorter than I ).Avinash was murmuring in my ears not to
protest .
He was beginning to loosen the knot of my petticoat, and lo!! I came to
my senses. He had already gone too far ahead and the moment he sensed
that I had found out what he was up to, he yanked the knot and loosened
it so quick that I had no time to react. The next thing I felt was my
petticoat loosening around my hip and his hand resting on my bare hip
inside while his right hand securely gripping my saree and my now
completely loose petticoat, firmly so it stay on my hip. I was thinking
about my options.. With my position , with my hands over my head and
legs stretched , in the uncomfortable position he caught me. –
completely! I was too scared to imagine my petticoat dropping in public
, in a bus. I don’t want a scene. So, I turned my head and whispered as
softly as I could over my shoulder, to the person behind – “Tie to back!
Pleased” . I could see the smug smile on the greasy face and a satisfied
nod ( indicating “I got u” ) from him in the fraction of a second I
managed to see his face. I was so mortified and embarrassed , that I
couldn’t face him any longer and turned back. He, now used his left hand
to hold my petticoat & saree in place while he brought his right hand
around me and inserted it through my loosened petticoat to rest on my
bare right butt cheek! He slowly started executing his game plan. He
enjoyed feeling my bare flesh around my hip & thigh region.
His right hand loitered there for a while. He moved his hand again from
my hip to the back, resting his palm on my butt cheek, enjoying the
sensation of my bare round butt.. He kneaded the flesh in the region and
pinched me there. I could still not comprehend the face that all this
was happening in a crowded bus. It was a bit too much beyond my wildest
imagination but I know Avinash was enjoying this and I really want him to
enjoy as on that day he was with me noticing the incident before his
eyes and I want him to see how his slut wife gets enjoyed everyday by
strangers in these crowded buses . In the meanwhile that guy moved his
fingers to run along my now moist butt crevice, sending shocks all over
me. My only reaction was to clutch the rails tighter. His finger
traveled from top to bottom , up & down along the crevice . He seemed to
have enjoyed it very much. He then rested it on my anus. I was totally
unprepared for this, . He attempted one hard push with his finger making
me stand on tip toes and gasp. His fingers loitered there a bit longer
and moved down targeting the prime spot now. His fingers reached the
base of my pussy lips from behind through my already spread legs . I
voluntarily spread my thighs a bit more wide on my hubby’s signal and
his middle finger easily entered my now very wet pussy lips. He managed
to insert another finger too as my thigh is now spread wide enough. My
excitement was mounting and I was beginning to get scared more at the
same time. He started wiggling his fingers inside my pussy while I was
standing there horrified and helpless (excited nevertheless ) His index
finger found the skin of my clit and started applying pressure there.
There was a bus stop and a reshuffle in the crowd by then. We were
pushed from behind and I had to move one step forward. He held me in the
same position and we moved forward. It was a very weird feeling to move
my legs with a stranger’s fingers in my pussy.
I was beginning to get concerned and scared more while he continued to
massage my clit and pinch my outer lips with his thumb. I was close to
cumming , but didn’t want that to happen on a bus, since I am loud
normally. I was getting so scared. I turned and whispered.. to him again
“please stop now.. and tie it back”. He seemed to think a bit for a
while and decided to remove his fingers from my pussy . I relaxed and
sighed. While taking out his now wet fingers he quickly inserted his
index finger in my anus and gave a shove.. It went in this time as it
was wet. and I gave a sharp yelp and tip toed again since I was not at
all prepared again. The person standing in front turned back to look at
me. I was profusely sweating and managed a meek smile. One third of his
finger mush have been through I guess and he was wiggling it for a while
making me jerk at will .. Then he decided to take it out and took his
time to shabbily tie my petticoat. I eased up a bit and lowered my left
hand and adjusted the saree and tucked it inside the petticoat. I was
looking positively horrible. He continued to rest his hand on my bare
belly inside the pallu and his hard on was pressing on my butt now. This
is familiar to me though . He took the hand above and managed to give a
squeeze to my left tit. I allowed him to do it fast and give me a good
squeeze as I can see a good boner getting formed in my hubby’s pant and
I know Avinash was going to give a good fuck to me tonight. I had already
missed my stop in order to let that guy enjoy as far as possible with me
as my only concern was to see Avinash’s delightful face. We then agreed to
get down and Avinash was fast enough to catch an auto to get back home as
he was not ready to wait anymore to enjoy my wet horny pussy.
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