Fantasy Innocent Ayesha from Mumbai to Pune....

[sexykammy]

Part 2

I nudged her by my elbow to wake her. I knew that it might be difficult to wake her up that way as apart from being a sound sleeper, she had also not slept properly since last night as she had been preparing for the wedding. When even after 2-3 small nudges she didn't budge, I finally gave a big push. It's then when she moved a bit. I thought she would wake up, but there was another surprise for me in it... The push had made her move, and her first reaction was to move her hands. As her right hand moved, so did the shirt which was hiding it...and I found that she was holding something...and as she yawned, her grip on the thing she was holding tightened....and the guy let out a slight moan...... Ayesha twisted slightly and fell asleep again.....head on the guy's shoulder and his dick in her hand...

It was a sight that shook me completely.... Ayesha had been unknowingly holding a stranger's dick, a thing she wouldn't even like to dream about! Somehow the sight turned me on...my simple and homely wife sleeping on a stranger's shoulder with his dick in her hands and his hand on her thighs... I now wanted to see what he would do next & whether any of his actions would wake her up... also I wanted to see how would Ayesha react if she woke up in such a state. As I was thinking about how Ayesha would feel waking up at that time, I couldn't believe that my dick had started rising...that means I was enjoying seeing all that happening with my wife! As I was in confusion and thinking all kinds of things, I sensed movement. The guy had again placed his shirt on her hand, and was now pulling up her kurti. He would have guessed by now, that she is not going to wake up so easily and maybe he wanted to see clearly what he had been feeling all along. He lifted her kurti as much as it would go, exposing her tight chudidar covered thighs, and was slowly feeling them. Then I saw him bring his other hand out in the open. I guess Ayesha was holding his dick quite firmly and he no longer needed to use his hand to feel the warmth of her hands on his tool. He kept his hand slowly on her left breast from over her kurti. I felt my dick throbbing. I remembered how I loved holding her boobs from over her clothes. She has soft, but firm breasts... I would always start feeling them slightly from over her clothes and she would get idea that I wanted to make love to her. As I was partially lost in thoughts thinking about how it felt when I had felt her boobs for the first time, I saw him slide his hands all over her chest, then her stomach. Then I realized that his left hand must have already felt her right breast, according to the posture she was in. I guessed that must have been the initiator. As Ayesha would have leaned on him, she must have placed her right boob on his left arm or elbow, and that was enough to entice him. He couldn't have resisted her....

I saw him check his watch, he must be a regular traveller and must be knowing the time the bus takes to reach the place precisely. Then went back to the old posture, one hand feeling her thighs and the other guiding her hand on his tool. Although he seemed to be relaxed by his posture, but I could sense he was excited. After about a minute or two I could see that he was reaching climax, as didn't care about hiding Ayesha's hand. His shirt was up and even in the dim light I could see him sliding her hand up and down on his tool. Then, in a few seconds the moment came. All of a sudden he took out a handkerchief and placed it on his dick and held Ayesha's hand tightly over his dick... Ayesha must have felt something, as I saw her move her head a little, maybe she even would have tighten her grip just like last time. Whatever it may be, but the guy was definitely cumming. I could her him moan as he shook with waves of ecstasy... As he finished his pleasure ride, he removed the handkerchief. I could faintly see the mess he had created, also saw something shiny on Ayesha's hand. He carefully wiped himself and her hand and threw the handkerchief down the seat. He tidied himself up, even placed Ayesha's kurti back on her thighs and sat as normal. It would have seemed as a dream to me, if it were not for the throbbing tool in my pants. I was unable to control my erection as I had witnessed a sight that I had never imagined in my dreams..... After controlling my erection, the first thing I did was to give Ayesha a nudge. This time she seemed to be waking up. I continued pretending to sleep. I guess the other guy too had done the same. After realizing that she had been sleeping on the wrong shoulder, she looked at me and thought that I was sleeping. I could sense the relief she must have felt on seeing that I had not noticed her resting on another man. She tried to wake me up after about 10 minutes or so. I hadn't slept though, as I was still thinking about what I had seen. I had seen a middle aged stranger getting aroused by my simple homely completely clothed wife. Had seen him feeling her thighs, feeling her breasts and stomach as she unknowingly held his erect dick. I had seen my sweet simple and shy Ayesha's warm hands being wrapped around a stranger's tool and giving him a handjob as the guy guided her hands to do....and I could do nothing but get aroused by it. I couldn't tell Ayesha what had happened as it would be an emotional burden on her and an ethical question on me. All that I could tell her, was to wash her hands before eating anything......


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