13-02-2019, 01:13 PM
Rickshaw-puller: Shall I get back to the shore or stay here? Mind you, this is tide time.
Me: Arre! You get back to the shore; our clothes are there. Also the cam...
Ritesh: But Anita… Have you not noticed the way current has increased here! It’s wise to have him around.
Sunita Bhabie: Yes Anita! I think Ritesh is right. In any case the beach is absolutely desolate. Just see! There’s no one to be seen anywhere. The camera is safe that way.
I turned back and the beach was vacant, as ever.
Me: Okay, let him be here.
Ritesh then cracked a joke and we all had a pretty good laugh and with undulating seawater soaking me till my navel along with the lovely breeze, I started feeling continuously giggly. I could sense that the beer was taking its effect on me. Ritesh started making our mood merry and playful and he was continuously talking and was trying to make us laugh. I realized the more I laughed, the more I started feeling weak and was getting off balanced in water; same was the case with Bhabie. The local made beer certainly was a bit too strong for we ladies.
Ritesh started doing some sort of acrobatics in the water and he was plunging very close to Bhabie. And expectedly he caught hold of Sunita Bhabie’s hand and tried to involve her in his playful activities and while doing so he was openly touching Bhabie at intimate parts. Bhabie was laughing away and seemingly enjoying the whole thing. Ritesh was getting bolder and was touching Bhabie on her shoulder, belly, waist, and twice I noticed he even cupped her big buns humorously. Needless to say, there was no protest or barrier from Sunita Bhabie.
As I turned towards the rickshaw-puller, he was naturally enjoying the scene and was evidently getting close to them! The very next moment there was a swift tall wave and we all were caught unguarded. The wave almost submerged us and we could barely keep our heads above the water level. Ritesh was quick enough to grab Bhabie and me by our hands and fortunately the wave receded very quickly and fortunately there was no successive wave and hence we hurriedly pushed back a little towards the shore and reorganized ourselves.
This time Sunita Bhabie and myself were completely doused, literally to the skin. I could feel my bra getting totally soaked and the cold water instantaneously making my nipples swollen and hard inside my bra. As I momentarily looked down on my tits, I was shocked to notice my nipple impressions clearly visible over my kamiz! The sudden wave had made us come very close and now Ritesh, Sunita Bhabie, the rickshaw-puller, and myself were standing pretty close in water. As I looked up, my eyes met directly with that low class man and he was unmistakably gaping at my big round mammaries, which were looking extremely sexy with the nipple marks visible on my wet kamiz.
Ritesh: Lets go ahead Bhabie! The real thrill is jumping on the wave… and not here.
Rickshaw-puller: But Sahib its tide-time now, do not go much further. Even good swimmers are unable to tackle the undercurrent.
Ritesh: No, no we will just stroll a few strides. Come on Bhabie! Anita?
Me: No, no Ritesh. I am comfortable here. You take Bhabie.
Ritesh: Okay as you wish. Bhabie, come.
Without even waiting for Sunita Bhabie’s approval, Ritesh started pulling her by her hand and proceeded more into the sea. Bhabie though protested, but that was too meek to stop Ritesh.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, shall I go with you in case you are…
Ritesh: Of course, you are an expert. Stay near us.
So the divide was created. I remained at my position at knee to thigh high water and Bhabie, Ritesh, and that man went ahead. As Bhabie walked past me, I noticed her big swaying gaand was amply visible through her petticoat, even the ass crack. The petticoat had slid down considerably at the back revealing her red panty top also! She was totally unaware of that and walked with the two men.
Ritesh at last getting the much-awaited opportunity was already holding Bhabie by her waist. My heart started beating faster as I anticipated viewing something hot and I readily took a step or two forward so that I do not miss a jiffy. Soon a wave was approaching them and Ritesh simply did not wait for it to even come on them and hugged Sunita Bhabie and water was all over their glued bodies. As the wave receded though they quickly separated, but Ritesh’s right arm was still encircling Bhabie’s back and it went underneath her armpit and was surely cupping her right boob. I was unable to view that as their backs were to us. I saw the rickshaw puller standing in close proximity to Bhabie and watching everything.
I was a bit dazed to see Bhabie’s shamelessness in front of an unknown man! Okay, I jolly well understand that you are not getting proper physical attention from your husband and hence you are seeking that and this bachelor guy comes to you as an opening, but have some decency! That low class unknown man was standing only a few feet away only from you and you are allowing Ritesh to cup and squeeze your tits so openly!
Sunita Bhabie was laughing away as the waves were ceaselessly drenching them and now he was also holding closely to Ritesh just like lovers. I noticed Ritesh was time and again taking his left hand towards Bhabie’s frontal area and I wonder what he was doing - must be squeezing and pressing the other breast, which I was unable to see.
They progressed further and I also had to take a step ahead to remain in vicinity to pick up every action. Now there were a couple of huge waves, which came simultaneously, and I could only see their heads such was the height of those waves. I heard Bhabie blaring and Ritesh hugging her tightly as they floated in the wave.
Sunita Bhabie: Eiii……… Isssssssss………. H-e-y…….. .R-i-t-e-s-h…….. Eiiii… …
Honestly I could not realize what was Sunita Bhabie’s problem at that point of time. She was in Ritesh’s arms and was not off balanced also. Ritesh was now very openly cupping Bhabie’s wet blouse breasts from the sides.
Ritesh: Hey, what happened?
Sunita Bhabie: Oiiiiiiiii maaaaaaa! What to do? Eiii…………
Suddenly I noticed something floating in the water at a distance.
It was Sunita Bhabie’s petticoat!
The waves were so forceful that Bhabie must have been dislodged off the sand bed where she was standing and the petticoat being thoroughly wet got heavy plus the knot must have loosened, and it had slipped off her legs while she was off balanced in Ritesh’s arms. Now she was standing in front of two males in her blouse and panty only! Luckily the water was covering till her waist. As she turned in her standing posture, my eyes automatically was attracted towards her coconut-like tits and no one could miss her full sized swollen nipples so evident through her blouse, which was virtually nonexistent being so wet.
Ritesh: Oho! Your petticoat…. Bhabie, your petticoat is gone! Ha haa ha… Ho ho…ho ho…
I could make out from my position even that Bhabie’s face turned red in shame and she looked at the water realizing her exposed state in front of two males.
Rickshaw-puller: I warned you Madam about the current. Just wait Madam, let me collect it before it is washed away.
He floated through the water and picked up Bhabie’s petticoat, which had already traversed some distance on water in such little time. He came back and handed it to Bhabie with all teeth out.
Ritesh: How would you wear it Bhabie standing in water? Impossible.
Sunita Bhabie: But… but Ritesh I cannot keep standing like this in the open?
Ritesh: Don’t worry Bhabie! Let me check… uhu! Nothing can be seen … He he… the water is hiding you adequately. Ha ha…
Sunita Bhabie: Just shut up! Do something.
Ritesh: Okay, okay. Let me hold you and then you try to wear it.
Since I was standing a little back they ignored my presence, but I could hear and see everything. Ritesh held Sunita Bhabie from the back and Bhabie pulled up one leg and tried to insert that in the hole of the petticoat. I could see Ritesh extracting full ‘masti’ out of Bhabie and was pushing his crotch into her round gaand and cupping her full tits with both hands in the name of support. Bhabie was so keen to wear the petticoat and save her dignity that she did not notice that the water level was getting raised due to the tide.
A flash wave swept them and Bhabie slipped of Ritesh’s grip and floated for some moments freely in water. She was thoroughly exposed now with her fair naked thighs and panty visible to everybody. She was drifting away from Ritesh who was fumbling in water and just then the rickshaw-puller came into her rescue. He positioned himself swiftly and grasped Bhabie from drifting away. He quickly pulled her back and embraced Bhabie so that she did not fall. In the process I could jolly well distinguish that he also fared his chances and grabbed Bhabie’s matured breasts and also cupped her heavy buttocks a number of times. The man had pitch-black skin color and his dark hands were all the more evident on Sunita Bhabie’s fair body.
Ritesh was in a poor state also and was struggling to recover from the incessant waves. The rickshaw-puller must have noticed that and realizing Bhabie was exhausted and puffing too having gulped a lot of saline water, he also did not let go this plump sexy housewife without being mauled. I did spot that he was now directly embracing Bhabie from the front as if supporting her and was holding her by her hips. Bhabie was still struggling to stand properly and she was holding his arms and I saw he was pressing her from the front enjoying her juicy boobs being pressed on his chest area.
Ritesh had recovered at last and picked up Bhabie’s petticoat, which was floating on the sea, and came near her.
Ritesh: Bhabie, my mistake. I should have taken his help. Are you okay now?
Bhabie just nodded and the rickshaw-puller handed her to Ritesh. I noticed Bhabie’s boobs almost spilled out of her blouse. Her blouse and bra being fully wet had slid down considerably and her big boobs were almost half exposed to both men.
Ritesh: Here’s your prized petticoat! It slipped out again. Seems very naughty… Ha ha ha…
Rickshaw-puller: Give it to me Sahib, I will take care of it; Madam cannot wear this in water.
Ritesh: Right. Bhabie lets go again. It was real fun, what do you say?
Sunita Bhabie: No, no… you go. I can’t take this any more!
I saw that low class man folded Bhabie’s wet petticoat and inserted in his waits inside his lungi! The inner wear of a housewife going inside the lungi of a rickshaw-puller!
Ritesh: Oho! Bhabie. This time, there will be no mishaps. He will also be there. Come on… come on…
Saying that he did not give Bhabie a scope to resist and pulled her by her hand into the sea deeper. I could see Bhabie was unwilling and hesitant, but could not stop Ritesh.
Ritesh: Hey you, why don’t you hold her other hand? That way Bhabie you will be absolutely safe.
The rickshaw-puller was more than eager to hold Bhabie’s hand and in front of my eyes the two men hemmed Sunita Bhabie a few more strides into the sea. My heart was drumming seeing the sight and I took a couple of steps forward so that I could see the action clearly.
Ritesh: B-h-a-b-i-e… you better be watchful… A big wave is coming.
Saying that he just hugged Bhabie tightly as if they are lovers! I noticed Bhabie also clutched to him helplessly, as she had still not recovered fully from the last incident.
Ritesh: Hey you! Why are you standing just idle? Hold her from behind.
Now I saw the most incredible scene of my life when that low class man hugged Bhabie from behind. Two men were embracing Bhabie as the wave splashed on them. I was so keen to see what was going on that I took two more steps forward!
My goodness! Ritesh was now kissing Bhabie on her lips and the rickshaw-puller to my utter disbelief had his both hands under Bhabie’s armpits and was obvious what he was doing. The most sticking part was that even after the wave had subsided and receded, still both men remained glued to Sunita Bhabie’s body, one from the front and the other from the back. As the next wave approached I saw Ritesh was kissing Bhabie on her shoulders and neck and his hands slipped from her back towards her heavy buttocks. The rickshaw-puller made space so that Ritesh could accommodate his hands on Bhabie’s fleshy ass. I wondered what Bhabie’s mental condition was being groped by two men simultaneously, but she must have been thoroughly enjoying the physical part.
As the wave receded, I noticed Ritesh immediately left Bhabie and started opening his shorts! What’s his plan? As the water was too high there, I could not make out if he was naked or not! He handed his shorts to the rickshaw-puller and he inserted it where he had kept Bhabie’s petticoat. Ritesh again hugged Bhabie, but this time Bhabie seemed to be protesting, but it was very short-lived as the next wave washed out her objection. The way Ritesh was cuddling Bhabie and the posture he was into I was sure Ritesh was naked and he was trying to press his lund on Bhabie’s pussy. The rickshaw-puller was also thrusting his crotch in Bhabie’s huge gaand.
Immediately after the wave retreated, Ritesh pushed Bhabie back a few steps where the water level was slightly lower and indicated the rickshaw-puller to leave her. Bhabie must have been very (s)excited being fully wet and felt around continuously by two matured males. Ritesh just pulled her towards him and openly started kissing her again very passionately. Moments later I realized his plan. His hand slid down to Bhabie’s waist and he was directly attempting to pull down her panty! I was shocked and wondered what Bhabie would do. Will she be so bold to get naked in the open to quench her hunger for sex?
Bhabie was very alert at this action and clearly struggled against it. Ritesh pushed her back some more steps while continuously sucking her thick lips and now Bhabie’s waits was above the water level and her red panty could be seen distinctly.
Me: Eii…… Shhh……
I almost shrieked seeing the most horrible scene. Ritesh was stark naked and his lund was sticking out like a big ripe banana. His thick jungle of pubic hairs was so very evident. He was trying to evade Bhabie’s arms and slid down the panty off her big buns. No woman, whether married or unmarried, would like to get naked in the open, even with her husband, and Bhabie was also no exception.
Ritesh: Bhabie, come on… please cooperate. There’s no one here.
Sunita Bhabie: No, no…. are you mad or what?
Ritesh: Bhabie please…. See I am also opened my brief… Feel it.
Saying that he took Bhabie’s right arm and guided it over his naked lund. As Bhabie was momentarily mesmerized by the feel of his stiff manhood, Ritesh yanked her panty halfway down her buttocks.
Sunita Bhabie: Eiiii…! Nooooooo…. S-t-o-p!
Bhabie immediately tried to pull up her panty to her waist to cover her ass, but Ritesh was now applying force and a struggle was on the cards. Bhabie was tussling with Ritesh while her butter-colored big round ass remained half exposed. Bhabie literally looked like a ‘randi’ with more than half of her boob flesh exposed over her wet blouse and her panty being pulled down halfway down her large round hips. The rickshaw-puller was eyeing that naturally and I was shocked to see he was openly stroking his lund inside his lungi!
Ritesh: Bhabie, please…
Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh, no… p-l-e-a-s-e…
Ritesh: Hey you? Watching the fun eh? Hold her hands.
That man was as if waiting for the opportunity again and promptly jumped on Bhabie and held her struggling hands tightly.
Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh… No, no… please don’t do this…. I am a married woman… please…
Bhabie’s pleas fell to deaf ears and Ritesh bent down easily pulled down her panty off her waist, down her round buttocks, fair thighs, and finally out of her feet. Then what he did was more amazing! He just coiled up the panty and threw it far away in the sea. Bhabie remained stranded in the rickshaw-puller’s hands without a thread on her lower portion of the body. Now we all could see glimpses of her bunch of silky blackish brown pubic hairs just above her pussy, which was fortunately under water.
Sunita Bhabie: Ei… what… have you gone mad or what?
Ritesh: What are you so worried? I will buy you a panty from the local market. Happy?
The rickshaw puller was now into action again and realizing that he no longer needs to hold Bhabie’s hands, he started cupping from behind her big juicy mammaries over her blouse. Naturally Bhabie already was quite irritated by Ritesh’s current behavior and when she felt that the rickshaw-puller’s hands on her boobs, she exploded. In one smooth go she turned back and slapped that man very tightly.
Sunita Bhabie: I have been tolerating you for quite some time now. How dare you touch me like that?
That low class man was never expecting such a reaction because Bhabie had given him much indulge while bathing and seemed absolutely bewildered.
Ritesh: Bhabie, Bhabie. Cool down. Why are you dumping your anger on him?
Sunita Bhabie: Ask your man to behave properly.
Me: Arre! You get back to the shore; our clothes are there. Also the cam...
Ritesh: But Anita… Have you not noticed the way current has increased here! It’s wise to have him around.
Sunita Bhabie: Yes Anita! I think Ritesh is right. In any case the beach is absolutely desolate. Just see! There’s no one to be seen anywhere. The camera is safe that way.
I turned back and the beach was vacant, as ever.
Me: Okay, let him be here.
Ritesh then cracked a joke and we all had a pretty good laugh and with undulating seawater soaking me till my navel along with the lovely breeze, I started feeling continuously giggly. I could sense that the beer was taking its effect on me. Ritesh started making our mood merry and playful and he was continuously talking and was trying to make us laugh. I realized the more I laughed, the more I started feeling weak and was getting off balanced in water; same was the case with Bhabie. The local made beer certainly was a bit too strong for we ladies.
Ritesh started doing some sort of acrobatics in the water and he was plunging very close to Bhabie. And expectedly he caught hold of Sunita Bhabie’s hand and tried to involve her in his playful activities and while doing so he was openly touching Bhabie at intimate parts. Bhabie was laughing away and seemingly enjoying the whole thing. Ritesh was getting bolder and was touching Bhabie on her shoulder, belly, waist, and twice I noticed he even cupped her big buns humorously. Needless to say, there was no protest or barrier from Sunita Bhabie.
As I turned towards the rickshaw-puller, he was naturally enjoying the scene and was evidently getting close to them! The very next moment there was a swift tall wave and we all were caught unguarded. The wave almost submerged us and we could barely keep our heads above the water level. Ritesh was quick enough to grab Bhabie and me by our hands and fortunately the wave receded very quickly and fortunately there was no successive wave and hence we hurriedly pushed back a little towards the shore and reorganized ourselves.
This time Sunita Bhabie and myself were completely doused, literally to the skin. I could feel my bra getting totally soaked and the cold water instantaneously making my nipples swollen and hard inside my bra. As I momentarily looked down on my tits, I was shocked to notice my nipple impressions clearly visible over my kamiz! The sudden wave had made us come very close and now Ritesh, Sunita Bhabie, the rickshaw-puller, and myself were standing pretty close in water. As I looked up, my eyes met directly with that low class man and he was unmistakably gaping at my big round mammaries, which were looking extremely sexy with the nipple marks visible on my wet kamiz.
Ritesh: Lets go ahead Bhabie! The real thrill is jumping on the wave… and not here.
Rickshaw-puller: But Sahib its tide-time now, do not go much further. Even good swimmers are unable to tackle the undercurrent.
Ritesh: No, no we will just stroll a few strides. Come on Bhabie! Anita?
Me: No, no Ritesh. I am comfortable here. You take Bhabie.
Ritesh: Okay as you wish. Bhabie, come.
Without even waiting for Sunita Bhabie’s approval, Ritesh started pulling her by her hand and proceeded more into the sea. Bhabie though protested, but that was too meek to stop Ritesh.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, shall I go with you in case you are…
Ritesh: Of course, you are an expert. Stay near us.
So the divide was created. I remained at my position at knee to thigh high water and Bhabie, Ritesh, and that man went ahead. As Bhabie walked past me, I noticed her big swaying gaand was amply visible through her petticoat, even the ass crack. The petticoat had slid down considerably at the back revealing her red panty top also! She was totally unaware of that and walked with the two men.
Ritesh at last getting the much-awaited opportunity was already holding Bhabie by her waist. My heart started beating faster as I anticipated viewing something hot and I readily took a step or two forward so that I do not miss a jiffy. Soon a wave was approaching them and Ritesh simply did not wait for it to even come on them and hugged Sunita Bhabie and water was all over their glued bodies. As the wave receded though they quickly separated, but Ritesh’s right arm was still encircling Bhabie’s back and it went underneath her armpit and was surely cupping her right boob. I was unable to view that as their backs were to us. I saw the rickshaw puller standing in close proximity to Bhabie and watching everything.
I was a bit dazed to see Bhabie’s shamelessness in front of an unknown man! Okay, I jolly well understand that you are not getting proper physical attention from your husband and hence you are seeking that and this bachelor guy comes to you as an opening, but have some decency! That low class unknown man was standing only a few feet away only from you and you are allowing Ritesh to cup and squeeze your tits so openly!
Sunita Bhabie was laughing away as the waves were ceaselessly drenching them and now he was also holding closely to Ritesh just like lovers. I noticed Ritesh was time and again taking his left hand towards Bhabie’s frontal area and I wonder what he was doing - must be squeezing and pressing the other breast, which I was unable to see.
They progressed further and I also had to take a step ahead to remain in vicinity to pick up every action. Now there were a couple of huge waves, which came simultaneously, and I could only see their heads such was the height of those waves. I heard Bhabie blaring and Ritesh hugging her tightly as they floated in the wave.
Sunita Bhabie: Eiii……… Isssssssss………. H-e-y…….. .R-i-t-e-s-h…….. Eiiii… …
Honestly I could not realize what was Sunita Bhabie’s problem at that point of time. She was in Ritesh’s arms and was not off balanced also. Ritesh was now very openly cupping Bhabie’s wet blouse breasts from the sides.
Ritesh: Hey, what happened?
Sunita Bhabie: Oiiiiiiiii maaaaaaa! What to do? Eiii…………
Suddenly I noticed something floating in the water at a distance.
It was Sunita Bhabie’s petticoat!
The waves were so forceful that Bhabie must have been dislodged off the sand bed where she was standing and the petticoat being thoroughly wet got heavy plus the knot must have loosened, and it had slipped off her legs while she was off balanced in Ritesh’s arms. Now she was standing in front of two males in her blouse and panty only! Luckily the water was covering till her waist. As she turned in her standing posture, my eyes automatically was attracted towards her coconut-like tits and no one could miss her full sized swollen nipples so evident through her blouse, which was virtually nonexistent being so wet.
Ritesh: Oho! Your petticoat…. Bhabie, your petticoat is gone! Ha haa ha… Ho ho…ho ho…
I could make out from my position even that Bhabie’s face turned red in shame and she looked at the water realizing her exposed state in front of two males.
Rickshaw-puller: I warned you Madam about the current. Just wait Madam, let me collect it before it is washed away.
He floated through the water and picked up Bhabie’s petticoat, which had already traversed some distance on water in such little time. He came back and handed it to Bhabie with all teeth out.
Ritesh: How would you wear it Bhabie standing in water? Impossible.
Sunita Bhabie: But… but Ritesh I cannot keep standing like this in the open?
Ritesh: Don’t worry Bhabie! Let me check… uhu! Nothing can be seen … He he… the water is hiding you adequately. Ha ha…
Sunita Bhabie: Just shut up! Do something.
Ritesh: Okay, okay. Let me hold you and then you try to wear it.
Since I was standing a little back they ignored my presence, but I could hear and see everything. Ritesh held Sunita Bhabie from the back and Bhabie pulled up one leg and tried to insert that in the hole of the petticoat. I could see Ritesh extracting full ‘masti’ out of Bhabie and was pushing his crotch into her round gaand and cupping her full tits with both hands in the name of support. Bhabie was so keen to wear the petticoat and save her dignity that she did not notice that the water level was getting raised due to the tide.
A flash wave swept them and Bhabie slipped of Ritesh’s grip and floated for some moments freely in water. She was thoroughly exposed now with her fair naked thighs and panty visible to everybody. She was drifting away from Ritesh who was fumbling in water and just then the rickshaw-puller came into her rescue. He positioned himself swiftly and grasped Bhabie from drifting away. He quickly pulled her back and embraced Bhabie so that she did not fall. In the process I could jolly well distinguish that he also fared his chances and grabbed Bhabie’s matured breasts and also cupped her heavy buttocks a number of times. The man had pitch-black skin color and his dark hands were all the more evident on Sunita Bhabie’s fair body.
Ritesh was in a poor state also and was struggling to recover from the incessant waves. The rickshaw-puller must have noticed that and realizing Bhabie was exhausted and puffing too having gulped a lot of saline water, he also did not let go this plump sexy housewife without being mauled. I did spot that he was now directly embracing Bhabie from the front as if supporting her and was holding her by her hips. Bhabie was still struggling to stand properly and she was holding his arms and I saw he was pressing her from the front enjoying her juicy boobs being pressed on his chest area.
Ritesh had recovered at last and picked up Bhabie’s petticoat, which was floating on the sea, and came near her.
Ritesh: Bhabie, my mistake. I should have taken his help. Are you okay now?
Bhabie just nodded and the rickshaw-puller handed her to Ritesh. I noticed Bhabie’s boobs almost spilled out of her blouse. Her blouse and bra being fully wet had slid down considerably and her big boobs were almost half exposed to both men.
Ritesh: Here’s your prized petticoat! It slipped out again. Seems very naughty… Ha ha ha…
Rickshaw-puller: Give it to me Sahib, I will take care of it; Madam cannot wear this in water.
Ritesh: Right. Bhabie lets go again. It was real fun, what do you say?
Sunita Bhabie: No, no… you go. I can’t take this any more!
I saw that low class man folded Bhabie’s wet petticoat and inserted in his waits inside his lungi! The inner wear of a housewife going inside the lungi of a rickshaw-puller!
Ritesh: Oho! Bhabie. This time, there will be no mishaps. He will also be there. Come on… come on…
Saying that he did not give Bhabie a scope to resist and pulled her by her hand into the sea deeper. I could see Bhabie was unwilling and hesitant, but could not stop Ritesh.
Ritesh: Hey you, why don’t you hold her other hand? That way Bhabie you will be absolutely safe.
The rickshaw-puller was more than eager to hold Bhabie’s hand and in front of my eyes the two men hemmed Sunita Bhabie a few more strides into the sea. My heart was drumming seeing the sight and I took a couple of steps forward so that I could see the action clearly.
Ritesh: B-h-a-b-i-e… you better be watchful… A big wave is coming.
Saying that he just hugged Bhabie tightly as if they are lovers! I noticed Bhabie also clutched to him helplessly, as she had still not recovered fully from the last incident.
Ritesh: Hey you! Why are you standing just idle? Hold her from behind.
Now I saw the most incredible scene of my life when that low class man hugged Bhabie from behind. Two men were embracing Bhabie as the wave splashed on them. I was so keen to see what was going on that I took two more steps forward!
My goodness! Ritesh was now kissing Bhabie on her lips and the rickshaw-puller to my utter disbelief had his both hands under Bhabie’s armpits and was obvious what he was doing. The most sticking part was that even after the wave had subsided and receded, still both men remained glued to Sunita Bhabie’s body, one from the front and the other from the back. As the next wave approached I saw Ritesh was kissing Bhabie on her shoulders and neck and his hands slipped from her back towards her heavy buttocks. The rickshaw-puller made space so that Ritesh could accommodate his hands on Bhabie’s fleshy ass. I wondered what Bhabie’s mental condition was being groped by two men simultaneously, but she must have been thoroughly enjoying the physical part.
As the wave receded, I noticed Ritesh immediately left Bhabie and started opening his shorts! What’s his plan? As the water was too high there, I could not make out if he was naked or not! He handed his shorts to the rickshaw-puller and he inserted it where he had kept Bhabie’s petticoat. Ritesh again hugged Bhabie, but this time Bhabie seemed to be protesting, but it was very short-lived as the next wave washed out her objection. The way Ritesh was cuddling Bhabie and the posture he was into I was sure Ritesh was naked and he was trying to press his lund on Bhabie’s pussy. The rickshaw-puller was also thrusting his crotch in Bhabie’s huge gaand.
Immediately after the wave retreated, Ritesh pushed Bhabie back a few steps where the water level was slightly lower and indicated the rickshaw-puller to leave her. Bhabie must have been very (s)excited being fully wet and felt around continuously by two matured males. Ritesh just pulled her towards him and openly started kissing her again very passionately. Moments later I realized his plan. His hand slid down to Bhabie’s waist and he was directly attempting to pull down her panty! I was shocked and wondered what Bhabie would do. Will she be so bold to get naked in the open to quench her hunger for sex?
Bhabie was very alert at this action and clearly struggled against it. Ritesh pushed her back some more steps while continuously sucking her thick lips and now Bhabie’s waits was above the water level and her red panty could be seen distinctly.
Me: Eii…… Shhh……
I almost shrieked seeing the most horrible scene. Ritesh was stark naked and his lund was sticking out like a big ripe banana. His thick jungle of pubic hairs was so very evident. He was trying to evade Bhabie’s arms and slid down the panty off her big buns. No woman, whether married or unmarried, would like to get naked in the open, even with her husband, and Bhabie was also no exception.
Ritesh: Bhabie, come on… please cooperate. There’s no one here.
Sunita Bhabie: No, no…. are you mad or what?
Ritesh: Bhabie please…. See I am also opened my brief… Feel it.
Saying that he took Bhabie’s right arm and guided it over his naked lund. As Bhabie was momentarily mesmerized by the feel of his stiff manhood, Ritesh yanked her panty halfway down her buttocks.
Sunita Bhabie: Eiiii…! Nooooooo…. S-t-o-p!
Bhabie immediately tried to pull up her panty to her waist to cover her ass, but Ritesh was now applying force and a struggle was on the cards. Bhabie was tussling with Ritesh while her butter-colored big round ass remained half exposed. Bhabie literally looked like a ‘randi’ with more than half of her boob flesh exposed over her wet blouse and her panty being pulled down halfway down her large round hips. The rickshaw-puller was eyeing that naturally and I was shocked to see he was openly stroking his lund inside his lungi!
Ritesh: Bhabie, please…
Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh, no… p-l-e-a-s-e…
Ritesh: Hey you? Watching the fun eh? Hold her hands.
That man was as if waiting for the opportunity again and promptly jumped on Bhabie and held her struggling hands tightly.
Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh… No, no… please don’t do this…. I am a married woman… please…
Bhabie’s pleas fell to deaf ears and Ritesh bent down easily pulled down her panty off her waist, down her round buttocks, fair thighs, and finally out of her feet. Then what he did was more amazing! He just coiled up the panty and threw it far away in the sea. Bhabie remained stranded in the rickshaw-puller’s hands without a thread on her lower portion of the body. Now we all could see glimpses of her bunch of silky blackish brown pubic hairs just above her pussy, which was fortunately under water.
Sunita Bhabie: Ei… what… have you gone mad or what?
Ritesh: What are you so worried? I will buy you a panty from the local market. Happy?
The rickshaw puller was now into action again and realizing that he no longer needs to hold Bhabie’s hands, he started cupping from behind her big juicy mammaries over her blouse. Naturally Bhabie already was quite irritated by Ritesh’s current behavior and when she felt that the rickshaw-puller’s hands on her boobs, she exploded. In one smooth go she turned back and slapped that man very tightly.
Sunita Bhabie: I have been tolerating you for quite some time now. How dare you touch me like that?
That low class man was never expecting such a reaction because Bhabie had given him much indulge while bathing and seemed absolutely bewildered.
Ritesh: Bhabie, Bhabie. Cool down. Why are you dumping your anger on him?
Sunita Bhabie: Ask your man to behave properly.
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