24-04-2019, 02:37 PM
Taken On The Bus
Baljeet and her husband Mahindar had been on the bus on their way home to Bhundar, Punjab for several hours when at one stop most of the passengers disembarked in a university town along the way, leaving the bus wonderfully empty and allowing people to spread out a bit for the long, overnight run. Baljeet remained in her seat in the back of the bus on the 3 seat side of a 3+2 aisle and Mahindar went forward a couple of rows to stretch out in another 3 seat bench that was open on the other side of the baggage area.
With so few occupants, each passenger was free to sleep or read, and even though people generally kept their conversations respectfully low, it wouldn't matter anyway as the road noise and loud drone of the diesel motor drowned out most other sound. Baljeet slumped against the seat and curled her legs into her chest and let sleep take her.
A couple of times when the bus stopped, Baljeet stirred from her slumber but usually immediately fell back asleep as soon as the bus pulled away from the station again and the night wore casually onward. At one point she noticed another passenger had taken the small seat across the aisle from her but she thought nothing of it and kept sleeping.
The way she curled into a ball on her seat left enough space for someone to sit next to her, however, as she hadn't fully stretched across the seat and when she woke again, she found a man sitting right next to her. By the way he was stroking her face, she thought it to be Mahindar and in the darkness at the rear of the bus she didn't fully grasp who was actually there or what he was doing until he brought her hand to his erect cock.
"Mahindar!" Baljeet hissed as quietly as she could, finally looking over at the erect cock he was stroking in front of her. "What are you thinking?" She asked in incredulity.
"I think that if you don't want me to tell everyone how dishonorable you have been seducing me and cheating on your husband that you will quietly do what I want... otherwise I will see that you are shamed and dishonored for your adulteress ways!" The man whispered as he leaned into her ear.
His words had been carefully selected to gain her willful compliance—he would not need to force her to do anything—in fact, it would be better that she chose to do it herself. Baljeet knew it too... she did not need to feel the blade of a knife at her throat to do what he wanted, only to consider the punishment for adultery in her village and the death sentence it would attach to her husband's honor if caught.
"You are despicable. No one will believe you!" Baljeet said in response to the man. Perhaps a forceful reply would cause him to abandon his misguided attempt on her honor.
"Do you want to find out?" The man asked in a slow, cruel, calculated tone. Message delivered.
Baljeet looked up at the man and looked in the adjoining seats to see if anyone was awake or stirring about. Seeing no one within view and with her husband's view back to her seat completely obscure by the baggage area, Baljeet cursed the man several times in Punjabi as she reached for his erect cock. The man slid closer to Baljeet so that she lay with easy access to his lap, obviously positioning herself to give the man a blowjob.
"Do not make the mistake of getting my cum on my pants." he said to her.
Baljeet's mind flashed with rage when the man reached directly inside her saree and began fondling her breasts with one of his hands while she brought her face to his cock. "Bastard!" she thought to herself before thinking of her husband and her desire to get this over with as quickly as possible.
She began stroking the man's cock and noticed the size and girth of his cock were very similar to Mahindar's. Although she had no desire to please the man in any kind of emotional or physical way, she already decided that giving her best efforts would cause the man to cum more quickly and reduce the chance of being discovered so she indeed did her best to excite him.
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Baljeet and her husband Mahindar had been on the bus on their way home to Bhundar, Punjab for several hours when at one stop most of the passengers disembarked in a university town along the way, leaving the bus wonderfully empty and allowing people to spread out a bit for the long, overnight run. Baljeet remained in her seat in the back of the bus on the 3 seat side of a 3+2 aisle and Mahindar went forward a couple of rows to stretch out in another 3 seat bench that was open on the other side of the baggage area.
With so few occupants, each passenger was free to sleep or read, and even though people generally kept their conversations respectfully low, it wouldn't matter anyway as the road noise and loud drone of the diesel motor drowned out most other sound. Baljeet slumped against the seat and curled her legs into her chest and let sleep take her.
A couple of times when the bus stopped, Baljeet stirred from her slumber but usually immediately fell back asleep as soon as the bus pulled away from the station again and the night wore casually onward. At one point she noticed another passenger had taken the small seat across the aisle from her but she thought nothing of it and kept sleeping.
The way she curled into a ball on her seat left enough space for someone to sit next to her, however, as she hadn't fully stretched across the seat and when she woke again, she found a man sitting right next to her. By the way he was stroking her face, she thought it to be Mahindar and in the darkness at the rear of the bus she didn't fully grasp who was actually there or what he was doing until he brought her hand to his erect cock.
"Mahindar!" Baljeet hissed as quietly as she could, finally looking over at the erect cock he was stroking in front of her. "What are you thinking?" She asked in incredulity.
"I think that if you don't want me to tell everyone how dishonorable you have been seducing me and cheating on your husband that you will quietly do what I want... otherwise I will see that you are shamed and dishonored for your adulteress ways!" The man whispered as he leaned into her ear.
His words had been carefully selected to gain her willful compliance—he would not need to force her to do anything—in fact, it would be better that she chose to do it herself. Baljeet knew it too... she did not need to feel the blade of a knife at her throat to do what he wanted, only to consider the punishment for adultery in her village and the death sentence it would attach to her husband's honor if caught.
"You are despicable. No one will believe you!" Baljeet said in response to the man. Perhaps a forceful reply would cause him to abandon his misguided attempt on her honor.
"Do you want to find out?" The man asked in a slow, cruel, calculated tone. Message delivered.
Baljeet looked up at the man and looked in the adjoining seats to see if anyone was awake or stirring about. Seeing no one within view and with her husband's view back to her seat completely obscure by the baggage area, Baljeet cursed the man several times in Punjabi as she reached for his erect cock. The man slid closer to Baljeet so that she lay with easy access to his lap, obviously positioning herself to give the man a blowjob.
"Do not make the mistake of getting my cum on my pants." he said to her.
Baljeet's mind flashed with rage when the man reached directly inside her saree and began fondling her breasts with one of his hands while she brought her face to his cock. "Bastard!" she thought to herself before thinking of her husband and her desire to get this over with as quickly as possible.
She began stroking the man's cock and noticed the size and girth of his cock were very similar to Mahindar's. Although she had no desire to please the man in any kind of emotional or physical way, she already decided that giving her best efforts would cause the man to cum more quickly and reduce the chance of being discovered so she indeed did her best to excite him.
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