Devar’s First Time Sex With Bhabhi In Bus
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This story is about my bhabhi. She is slender, with not many features but she is fair and beautiful. She wears her saree in such a way that the upper region of her fair chest is visible and her bare back is visible too as she always wears a blouse with much of her back at the show. We are an orthodox family so my bhabhi is always in saree. Initially, I didn’t have any feelings about her but one day, I was going up on the terrace when I saw my bhabhi all sweaty. She was washing the basin and she just looked up momentarily towards me while straightening her back. Her black bra strap was visible. It had come out of the protection of her blouse and on her bare shoulders, in its full glory twisted a couple of times. She might have had a rough night with bhaiya, I thought. Our eyes met for a second and my bhabhi adjusted the strap, trying to hide it from me as she became self-conscious. That particular ignited the sexual desire within me for her after which I masturbated countless times thinking of her. She was a very frank and jolly personality, much to my liking as I was an introvert. About myself, I am fair, 6 ft tall, and have an athletic physique. After that, many incidents happened where I saw my sexy bhabhi’s cleavage while she was bending down and a couple of times she caught me having a glimpse of her valley. But I think she got it: being a bachelor and young, it’s quite normal. One particular incident happened where I got to be close to her physically. As I said, she didn’t have much of a figure but in the past 2 years, I started noticing that her hips got big. She was slim and beautiful and now she got a protruding and inviting ass that could give anyone instant arousal. It was like that of a Bollywood actress. And god, it looks good in her saree. Coming to the incident, I had come home during the pandemic. The classes started online and my nephew’s admission was pending. My brother didn’t give much attention toward family matters so my bhabhi asked my mom if I could go with her to do the process. So I took out my Scooty and she sat one side. Oh my god, her upper right thigh and waist were tightly touching my back. I got aroused by that. I cursed the school for being so near to our house for I enjoyed that touch. While returning, we were talking and she was leaning towards my right ear because of traffic noise and there were many potholes on the road: Indian roads, you know! I had to press the brakes and her right boob just touched my back lightly. We just remained quiet after that. Coming to the main story, this happened when I had to accompany my brother’s wife to a city where she had to purchase some clothes for herself. My brother being busy and uninterested, I volunteered as I too had to purchase some clothes, and being able to spend time with my bhabhi alone was a bonus. She too had gladly agreed. The city was 1 hour away from our place. We waited at the bus stand for half an hour but couldn’t get in because of the festive rush. All the buses going to the city were filled with people. I had to consider about a lady too: the lady I liked. After a while, she said, “We wouldn’t be able to go if we keep waiting like this, let’s take the next bus we get. We could go standing, anyway it’s only a matter of 60 minutes.” I too thought it was practical and agreed, it was the second-best thing I ever did – the first one being breaking up with my girlfriend. So, a bus came by and we got in. There was much hustle and bustle and we had to make our way through. My bhabhi was in front of me and I just crushed on her nice ass because of the pressure of people from behind! She was standing in front of me and there was a newlywed couple in front of her. The bus was so crammed that nobody could see anything. The bus started moving. I was so close to my bhabi that my crotch was almost touching her ass. The bus took a roadside stop and my crotch crushed on my bhabhi’s ass in the process. It was soft like a sofa. Two more people got in and now the situation was such that my entire body was touching hers as if were hugging except for my hands which were holding the grip above. My face was near her ears and I bet she could feel my breath on her shoulders which were mostly bare because of her deep neck blouse. The bus started to move and an intended groping began. The sweat beads trickled down her fair neck, mixing with her sweet perfume and making me horny as hell. I was wearing trousers so my bulge was making way through bhabhi’s ass crack. I didn’t know of her intentions so I didn’t make any move. At one point, a cow was passing the road and the bus took a harsh stop. My right hand hugged her belly instantly as a result of my reflex to avoid her from crashing into a couple standing ahead. In the process, my left cheek was completely in touch with her right cheek and we froze and just remained like that for a second. Her cheeks were smooth. Now I was fully turned on and wanted to have sex with her badly. I just felt like putting one hand over her breasts and another over her pussy. But I regained self-control and restrained myself from doing anything stupid. Meanwhile, the couple in front was taking full advantage of this clumsy bus ride! The husband started hugging his wife and rubbing his cheeks against hers. My bhabhi momentarily looked towards right smiling, as if wanting to show me what they were doing. But I already was looking at them and was getting turned on more with this live soft porn going on in front of me. My bhabhi’s ass would come back often and I now realized that it was not just because of bad roads, she was enjoying the touch and maybe was turned on with the sight in front. She would just apply a little pressure from her hips now and then. It started to rain outside. The windows got closed and more sweat beads started forming behind her ears traveling to her neck and then going on her back. I felt like licking each one of those before they raced towards her blouse. I still was not sure to make a move. The grind was going on. Suddenly, I felt her right hand slightly touching mine which I had brought down during the cow incident. ‘Holy cow’, I thought. First, it was a light touch a couple of times. Then her fingers started playing lightly with mine. I took the move and responded the same way. Sex was in the air and we breathed heavily! I tickled my bhabhi’s palm with my forefinger and she smiled. The paperwork was done, it was time to take the ride! I held her hand. Our fingers locked tightly. I gave a small bite on her shoulder to which she let out a ‘sss’ sound. I freed my hand from her clutch and started caressing her stomach. I was going round and round and she just put her head up, resting it on my left shoulder. I took the chance and kissed her sweaty throat while my hands continued to grope her stomach. I took my horny bhabhi’s mangalsutra in my mouth and pulled it making the pendant come out of her cleavage. Lucky pendant. My hands continued the motion. My bhaiya’s wife had closed her eyes by now and had surrendered herself totally to me. Her head was still on my shoulder and she was looking up. I pulled her by her stomach and started circling my fingers around her navel. She became more relaxed as I felt more of her weight on my shoulders and body. I fingered her navel for a while and slowly moved toward her chest. I circled her boobs with my fingers to which she twitched involuntarily. I pressed the boobs for a few minutes. It was heaven, nothing less than heaven. I was now kissing her neck profusely, wanting to kiss my bhabhi’s boobs which were not possible, unfortunately. I moved my hands towards her third base. I just slid my hands inside her petticoat forcefully, not caring her saree might come loose! There was much more to lose if I did nothing. It was hard but somehow I got my fingers inside her panty and my middle finger touched my bhabhi’s g-spot. She almost jumped! I bit her ears in the process. My fingers inched a little down and were ready to do the magic. Her pussy was waxed and was overflowing with juices, making her panty wet significantly. I started to finger bhabhi’s pussy, which was pretty tight surprisingly. Her thigh muscles shivered as if feeling this for the first time. My thumb meanwhile was rubbing her G-spot. She was breathing heavily and so was I. She was letting out small gasps and moans in my ears now and then. I was now dry humping my bhabhi’s ass. My bachelor years of dry humping bed was finally coming to some practical use and I was performing like hell! My fingers increased the speed simultaneously with my pounding. I was now on my peak and inserted my fingers further and my bhabhi did me a favor by clutching my ass with both of her hands and pulling it on her ass with my rhythm. She started kissing my neck and I scratched her cunt walls with my nails making her cum instantly along with me. Her pussy walls contacted in a divine rhythmic fashion while she gave a love bite. The paradise had come to an end. We stayed like that for a few seconds before coming to normal. If you like this story, you can always write to me at [email protected]