Vikas and his fantasy for his wife
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Nidhi was up besides the bike but her thoughts were still in that small cottage. Vikas had brought the huge sack she needed carry. She smiled and slid her arms into it, she adjusted her clothes and her sack. She could not help the gap that the jacket left uncovered on her waist. She was adjusting her hair when the bike started. baitho baby, vikas said. Nidhi threw her leg on the bike realizing her pussy's dampness had spread on the panty and as she spread the cold wet panty touched her skin outside the pussy. She smiled as she sat on the roaring giant vibrator. The vibration gave a boost when the bike started and she loved the feeling the sexual rhythm it gave to the ride. She hugged Vikas as they started to ride ahead followed by the 2 bikes which as usual were enjoying Nidhi's ass and curvy waist. Itni der kahan reh gayi thi tum? Enquired vikas. 

Kuch nahi wo aadmi pahad ke bare mein aur thand ke bare mein story suna raha tha. lied Nidhi. This gave her a sad feeling as she lied to her husband, she was hiding a lot of things from him since her visit in manali. She felt guilt in her mind. She also thought she should forget all these complications and enjoy the ride as she was away from home and it was so beautiful and sexy out here. The route was fascinating and the whether was getting warmer. The snow clad mountains can be surprisingly warm in places where there is direct sunlight and also the radiations from the snow peaks. It was getting warmer and Nidhi was feeling warm inside her jacket. She felt small droplets of sweat accumulated on her lower back and in moment the droplets joined to become a bigger drop and it trickled down her back to her capris inside her black panties to her ass crack.

 It was a tickly feeling. She smiled again. She felt her body needed some vent to fume out as she was closed by the jacket. Vikas Kitni garmi hain yahan in barfeele pahadon mein. surprising na? Hmmm haan it is supposed to be very warm in days at times and also extremely cold at nights. Nidhi suggested that it was too hot and she wanted to take off the jacket. You will get tanned added Vikas. Its too hot, vikas, I cant sit in this jacket anymore. Stop the bike. Nidhi tried to play naughty with vikas. Vikas looked at his wife who was smiling at him as she hugged him. He stopped the bike and nidhi got down. Her shoulders were aching because of the huge load they were carrying. T stranger and Ranjeet's Bikes came to a halt a few meters looking at Vikas stop. What happened asked ranjeet? Nidhi is feeling too hot in the jacket she wants to take off her jacket said vikas looking at ranjeet. T stranger and Dheeraj looked at each other with an understanding in their eyes. a smile spread across their faces. Before vikas could park his bike to help nidhi Dheeraj had moved close to her and said let me help you with the load. She smiled from her dark glares knowing the guy was trying to hit upon her. 

All guys are so eager to try to help pretty girls she thought. Ranjeet held the sack as she removed it from her shoulders. He could inhale her sexy perfume as she moved her arms to get the blood flowing. IT was a heavy bag and again she felt the blood rush in her shoulders and arms and her breasts. She loved it and she smiled as her cheeks turned red. She unbuttoned her jacket and pushed it back. Her light pink t shirt was damp and sticking to her sexy boobs. She pulled off the jacket and everyone looked at her sexy body including vikas. Vikas was uncomfortable with some many guys watching Nidhi unwrap her jacket and expose her sexy curves to them. The black straps of her bra were prominently visible from the light pink t shirt. the damp t shirt stuck perfectly well to her curves. the sweaty back made the t shirt stick to her back and showed a wet line on her spine. Ranjeet inhaled a sexy fragrance which was a mixture of her sexy sweat and her perfume. He closed his eyes as his cock stirred by the situation. She turned to vikas and noticed ranjeet was a few felt behind vikas. He was looking at her in awe sitting on his bike his hands on his thighs close to his cock. 

Nidhi looked at him through her glares and walked to vikas. I feel cooler now she said. Everyone was thinking this was not cooler this was hotter. The black strap that held the hooks of her bra was clearly seen in this position as she gave a perfect angle to all. The guys were looking at her from the sides as she moved around looking at the mountains and around her. Lovely curves and every guy except vikas were thinking of fucking nidhi. Vikas was too conscious about her sexuality this moment. He said chalo nidhi we have to reach the next halt for lunch. She smiled at him unaware of her sexuality. How her bra and nipples poking were giving the other guys a hard on. the t shirt touched her as if it was her second skin. just the bra was poking out as if it was an unwanted garment by her body. She took off her hair band that tied her pony. She wrapped it around her left hand as she ran her fingers through her hair to remove the tangles and also to let them breathe some fresh air. She looked fucking hot as she played with her hair. She pulled her hair back pushing her boobs forward and showing clear projecting nipples as she tied the band back to her hair. her face was now clear with all hair tied back.

 The hair looked a bit sweaty on her neck. She walked back to dheeraj who was still staring at her and least bothered if vikas minded. She folded the jacket and opened the zip of the sack and pushed it in, but the bag was already full and it had no place to have a jacket and also get zipped up. She frowned and it made her look cute. She said ab kya karen. She waited for vikas to say something but since he did not have a suggestion she tied it to her waist pulling her t shirt tightly around her waist and showing what lovely boobs she had. Aisa karo keep them in my sack said ranjeet. Nidhi halted not sure if she should respond. Yeah that’s a better idea, the knot might untie and the jacket might get pulled in the rear wheel. t stranger explained. we don’t want any accidents here he added with a smile. Vikas agreed. Nidhi took a slow gradual walk towards ranjeet not sure how to react. Dheeraj was quick to ask vikas if he was doing good and if he was hungry. Nidhi walked to Ranjeet and she looked at him silently not sure if he was a bad guy or was it the situation that made him look bad. Vikas was busy talking to dheeraj as ranjeet took his hand closer to nidhi and held her jacket tied to her waist. 

She was scared she was supposed to hand it to him but the last day’s episode had taken her in thoughts that she entirely forgot to hand the jacket. Ranjeet grasped the knot holding the hands of the jacket. his hands touching nidhi's tummy, the t shirt was damp there and nidhi instantly held his hand to stop him. She turned back to see t stranger and dheeraj and vikas busy in some discussion looking at the road and the destination that seemed on the top of the mountain. Dheeraj felt her soft skin inside the damp cloth, her erect nipples were standing for him to view and his eyes were fixed to her lips. She was licking her dry lips unsure what was happening. Ranjeet gave a sharp jerk to her jacket which came off and pulled nidhi a few cms closer to him. The entire thing happened in a matter of 15 secs but it looked like eternity for nidhi. He took the jacket closer to his face and inhaled it, its a lovely perfume nidhi what perfume do you use asked ranjeet. Nidhi gave the name of her imported brand. It smells divine just like you smiled ranjeet. Nidhi turned back without a word to join vikas. Ranjeet rubbed her jacket on his erect crotch straining on his jeans. Folded it and pushed it in his small sack.

 The started the bikes and started their journey. The guys smiled at each other knowing they had enjoyed the view. Nidhi sat back on the vibrating monster. She felt the breeze was soothing and it played with her hair. Vikas was too busy talking about things she was least bothered. The only thing she came to know was they would drive till daylight and then take the night halt in the tents available at the next village. She leaned on Vikas's shoulder as their motorbike roared towards their lunch destination.
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RE: Vikas and his fantasy for his wife - by Givemeextra - 08-05-2019, 03:28 PM



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