This is a true incident – memories of which are still very vivid in my mind .. I am a 32 year old housewife, mother of a 6 year old k** and I have a fair amount of fucking experience with my husband. I have a dusky complexion & consider myself attractive & have a good well maintained figure of 36-32-38, of which I am pretty proud. A couple of months ago, I had to travel to my native place on an emergency. My husband’s elder b*****r’s son, Senthil, who is staying at our house, accompanied me. Senthil is a 23 year old guy, who has finished his studies and now staying at our house, in the pretext of finding a job for him. My husband was very busy with his work and so he asked Senthil to accompany me. As train tickets were not available at short notice, we had to take the overnight State roadways bus.
Our seat was at the second last row of the luxury 2×2 seater deluxe bus & while I get into the window seat, Senthil sat aside next to me. The journey commenced & after about an hour at 9.00 p.m, the lights were switched off and the bus became very dark inside. I was wearing a saree & had brought my shawl & wrapped it around me & dozed off. After, maybe a couple of hours, I felt something on my leg & realized it was Senthil’s hand. I was surprised I thought he too had slept & by mistake his hand slipped onto the next seat & onto my thigh & I decided to ignore it. However, after 5 minutes or so, he slowly started to move his hand lightly on my thigh & I then realized it was a conscious & deliberate move. Thinking I was fast asl**p, Senthil was taking advantage of the situation & trying to caress my legs. I was taken aback & shocked by this & was in a dilemma of what to do, as this was totally unexpected.. By relation, Senthil is just like a stepson to me and so far, he have behaved well with me at home. But now, as I was alone with him in the bus, in close proximity with me, he should have felt turned on, I thought. But then I decided to ignore him as far as possible, thinking he would get bored after a while and stop & I continued to act as if was fast asl**p.
The bus was totally dark & seeing no protest or reaction from me, Senthil then slowly & very deliberately, with more pressure, begin to gently squeeze my thighs. After a few minutes, he moved somewhat & removed his hand. I then felt his hand slowly trying to lift up my shawl from the side of my waist, all this with the full confidence that I was fast asl**p. I was stunned by his boldness, but was still nervous & did not protest. I felt his hand slowly & nervously move under my shawl & touch my arm and after a few moments to gently caress it. ( I was wearing a blouse inside). Senthil then moved his hand further inside and much to my amazement, he rested it lightly over my blouse on my breast… In spite of myself being shocked, I just could not stop or protest his actions and was very nervous but in a way strangely enough quite curious to see to what extent he would try to go. Seeing me fast asl**p, Senthil then shifted closer to me and began to gently caress my breast. And seeing no protest from me, then removed his hand to slowly slide it under my saree paloo & rest his hand firmly on my blouse over my breast. He now was slowly & firmly caressing my breast & then gently started to squeeze it.. After a while, he moved his hand further to my other breast and continued to gently caress & squeeze it also.
This continued for a few more minutes. I still acted asl**p & unaware of his moves, though fully aware & shocked by his boldness. Much to my amazement ( I suppose encouraged by my deep slumber, Senthil getting more bolder ), he then moved his hand a bit, to now slowly try & open my blouse hooks in the front. One by one, Senthil slowly opened each hook to totally open my blouse and spread it open & then slowly slid his finger through my bra onto my breast. This was his first skin contact on me & his hand felt very warm on my bosom.. He touched my breast through the bra and cupped my breast & slowly he tried to slide his hand under my bra. I could not help being turned on further by this. A young guy, who happens to be just like my stepson was touching me intimately & I was, in spite of my initial reaction, was still not opposing it & in a way beginning to now enjoy it. The bus was in darkness & all the other passengers were fast asl**p; it was just him & me now. And suddenly I felt, I would not mind if he tried to continue further. As if reading my thoughts, Senthil then inched his hand under my bra to try & reach & graze my nipple, which was already becoming erect in anticipation of his advances. He moved a little closer to me and now, very slowly but confidently he was cupping my breast to assess it size, firmness etc & now moving his hand under my bra (under my shawl, under my paloo, under my blouse & under my bra too). I continued to pretend being asl**p & he believing it, was taking full advantage of the situation.
Senthil managed to get his hand totally into my bra, to gently touch and then try & pinch my nipple and then try & push his full hand into my bra & totally onto my breast. I was surprised at myself to allow this, but frankly was now enjoying every moment of this. He then tried to gently tug my breast out of the bra & finding it tight, then Senthil moved his hand onto my shoulder to now push the bra strap off my shoulder, thereby making my bra looser & was now successfully able to pull my breasts out of my bra… This was really too much, my own stepson & that too in a public bus had touched & squeezed my breast and now had managed to open my blouse completely, and my bra too, to now touch & squeeze my breasts, skin to skin!!! My stepson’s hand felt wonderful on my bosom and he now was getting very confident & bold in his attempts. My shawl was in disarray & he pulled it down and pushed my paloo to a side, to now totally expose one of my breasts. Senthil continued to cup & squeeze it and pinch it’s erect nipple. He also would have realized that after all this, I could not really be so asl**p & would be in the know of things & co-operated with him, by not resisting, though he was still cautious in his movements. Senthil then leant forward to now bend & try kiss my breasts… this was really fantastic.
By my heavy breathing now, he probably realised I was aware of his advances & confidently placed his lips on my eager nipples to slowly suck on them. I was unable to protest or resist & let him continue, but now enjoying his mouth on my breast, slowly & gently sucking on my nipple. This continued for a few more minutes & then with his other hand, Senthil gently pulled me a little bit forward like a semi-embrace & he quickly slipped one hand behind onto my back & below my blouse, and in a swift motion unclasped my bra & pulled it up totally to release my other breast also. This was much more than I had ever imagined this would proceed to & now in the darkness of the bus, we two were involved in a really strange encounter. His head was on my bosom & sucking on my breasts & nibbling on my nipples, alternating between them and then he dropped his hand to the floor & he slipped it & moved his hand under my saree & begin to pull it up. I was beyond caring then & did not protest, still pretending as if asl**p. Senthil slowly pulled my saree up to my thighs and begin to caress them & then beginning to knead & squeeze them. He tried to pry open my legs and I voluntarily slowly spread open my legs for him and he pushed his hand in between my thighs. The bus was in darkness & no one else was aware of this erotic act between we two. Senthil knew I will not resist now & was sensuously caressing my inner thighs & moving his hand further up to rub on my panties. I shifted a little on my seat so that he could touch me better. I was already really very aroused by then. Senthil then got hold of my hand and placed it on the front of his trouser.
He had already opened his zip and had taken out his erect cock & placed my hand right on it… It was large (much bigger than his chithappa’s (i.e. my husband’s) really rock hard, hot & throbbing in my palm and I loved the feel of it and also begin to caress it slowly & move my hand up & down, enjoying it’s size & hardness. I was really turned on then, still no words were spoken. His head was on my bosom and Senthil was now strongly sucking on my breasts and rolling his tongue over my nipples and simultaneously pulled my saree up to the maximum possible on my upper thighs and rubbing on my inner thighs & panty. He begin to try & pull my panty off. I also desperately wanted this and without saying anything, I moved up & wriggled a bit and hiked my saree up to my waist and pulled my panties off & dropped it on the floor of the bus. The bus seat felt cold against my buttocks. I spread my legs open and Senthil now begin to rub my cunt slit directly & he insert a finger in, to feel my moistness & with his thumb, he slowly rub on my clitoris too… I was really turned on by all this! This was really beautiful & I enjoyed it. I was already extremely turned on by then, with his mouth on my breast, his hand fingering & caressing my cunt and I holding his cock & very soon, I had a shuddering orgasm. Senthil then very gently pushed my head downwards towards his erection and I too then slowly kissed his cock and then slowly masturbated him, till he ejaculated his warm semen onto my hand.
Still no words were spoken and I rearranged my clothes & pulled my shawl up and tried to go back to sl**p as if nothing happened. I was surprised at myself at to what extent I had sex with my stepson & had to admit to myself, it was enjoyable. However, much to my surprise, after 15-20 minutes, Senthil started caressing me again, much more confidently, and he slipped his hand under my shawl and then tugged it off.. We started again and this time, he was more relaxed & confident, with no nervousness. Senthil started squeezing my breasts very sensuously and gently opening my blouse & bra again, bent down & begin to kiss my breasts again and we started off on our erotic games again. Now he hugged me too very tightly and kissed me full on my lips, pushing his tongue deep in, and caressing my back etc. It was really amazing. The other passengers were fast asl**p (there were two men in the seat opposite & a couple behind us & who were fast asl**p). I was totally aroused then and thrilled at my own self. Senthil pulled my saree up to my waist again & started his delightful act of rubbing my vagina & inserting his finger deep in. Much to my surprise, Senthil then moved his hand onto my shoulder, slowly begin to slide my blouse off my right shoulder. I wondered why, but as it was totally dark, I did not object and then he went one step further and slid my blouse off my other shoulder and removed my blouse totally off & also my bra & I was now absolutely topless ( except for my gold chain necklace and my mangalsutra)… My shawl was on the floor, my panties were on the floor & now my blouse & bra too… Very excited, Senthil tightly hugged and kissed me on my lips and caressed my naked back and squeezing my fully naked breasts. My saree was in any case, up to my waist and & I felt I was practically naked now, next to my own stepson guy and having torrid & exciting sex with him. The passion we both were generating was fantastic… Senthil was now aggressively sucking on my breasts & nibbling, biting my nipples, kissing my neck, cheeks, ears, shoulders etc., he was very passionate & so was I… His cock was out too & I bend down to rub my naked breasts on it and then to nuzzle it with my lips, cheeks, etc and rub it on my face, neck & then to kiss & slowly lick & suck on it till he ejaculated totally on my face & with his hand, rubbed his warm semen all over my cheeks &, lips. It was really fantastic… We then took a break for about 45 minutes. When I tried to put back my clothes, Senthil didn’t let me put on my bra or blouse and for a little while, I sat next to him absolutely topless & then I managed to wrap my shawl over my nakedness.
We started off again, in full confidence of our passion and lust. Senthil tried to pull me on top of him and I even sat on his lap (my saree pulled up & absolutely topless) with him, kissing my naked back & squeezing my breasts from behind & let his hard cock rub on my naked buttocks & cunt, but due to the limited space, nothing more was possible, though I was willing for more. We hardly slept that night… from 11.p.m till the break of dawn we were active (much more than what my husband ever was in all ). Senthil made me climax 5 times that night and I too caressed his cock and also sucked him totally thrice, till ejaculation & to his full satisfaction… it was a most memorable experience.
The next morning we did not say anything and both acted as if nothing had happened at all. We both smiled at each other but other than that, we almost acted as if we both were strangers ( though we had shared torrid & beautiful sex for almost 6 hours, much more than I ever had with my husband). When we reached our desitination, with a slight nod to each other, we got up to leave. I looked at all the other passengers and thought how they blissfully slept through the night while we were having wild sex. They would have been highly scandalized if they even had an inkling of what we did. After getting off the bus, I realized I had left my panty & bra in the bus but it was too late to retrieve them and I just wrapped my shawl around me and left. My b*****r came to the bus stand to take us off. Later on in the bathroom at home, I looked in the mirror and saw that my breasts & nipples were totally red from the aggressive & sustained sucking of Senthil and there were also red marks on my back, thighs, shoulders, neck etc.The passion of this encounter was really too much & had left it’s mark on me.
This has been my most stimulating & erotic sexual experience (extra marital) ever, letting my own stepson intimately touch me all over, undress me, touch & masturbate me, sitting practically nude on top of him in a public bus with other sl**ping passengers around, pulling my saree up to my waist etc etc. The whole seduction was just so exciting – the initial surprise, then the shock, then the curiosity, then the arousal and then to being absolutely turned on and reciprocate his advances wildly – to be almost stripped nude by him & sit practically naked next to him, on him, suck him etc etc. There was risk in the encounter (some other passenger could have seen us ) but it worked like a thrilling & intoxicating aphrodisiac, also this was sex with no hang-ups or pretences and where we really let ourself go.. I had been with Senthil at my house, for a lot of times alone, but there is no way I would have ever thought or imagined to have sex with him before.
But then with him in the bus in the dark, I had the most wonderful and erotic seduction and the best sexual experience of my life. After returning to my home place, I fantasized about the whole incident in full detail and had sex with my husband but I felt it was quite boring in comparison. I feel sexually liberated, comfortable and confident while I had it with my stepson Senthil on the bus. Later, within a few days, we both encountered a lone situation and we fully capitalised it to our extreme pleasure! Senthil completely took over me and I have completely submitted myself to him! For one full day, we have an exhilarating sexual experience, without any other thoughts or hindrance. After that encounter, I really started to play down as his real dutiful wife.. Now a days, I am having more of sexual encounters with Senthil only – I feel it is so convenient with no hassles, no expectations, no emotions, no tie ups or hang-ups etc… just sheer i****t passion & desire is always remaining between us
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