Misc. Erotica HOT WIFE RICHA

[manigopal]

The bus was not an AC bus and since it was raining all the while, the windows were shut leading to lot of suffocation, people were sweating a lot too. Richa had to hold the rod very tightly in order to avoid falling into him and that fellow noticed it perfectly. He made his first move when he rolled his half sleeve shirt further up leaving Richa's face terribly close to his armpits. Richa could not help but notice his hairy amrpit and the odour it was throwing. She had no option but to keep her eyes closed. But then the crowd increased even more in the subsequent bus stops and during the pushing the man rolled his shirt further up and rubbed his armpit on Richa's face. Richa jereked immediately and violently but he calmly continued with his one arm and holding the crowd with the other. There was so much rush that Richa could hardly do anything than bear his rubbing on her face. After rubbing her face, he glanced towards her to secretly check her reaction. To his pleasant surprise, Richa quickly pushed her tongue out and licked her lips as if licking the sweat from his armpit. "Don't tell me you did not like this", the man quickly whispered into Richa's ear. She was flabbergasted literally and decided to confront him. But before she could do anything, he brought his armpit back into action.
 
The pushing was simply unbearable and Richa's bums were also being pressed secretly by the men standing behind. She could not even turn around and expose her breasts for mauling so she just decided to stay calm. This pleased the fellow who kept rubbing his armpit gladly on Richa's face.At one point, his sweat drop actually fell on Richa's face. When he realized that, he actually looked at Richa who was now really nervous and anxious. She was not sure how to react and just kept delaying her reaction. Meanwhile, the man, quickly realizing her condition, wiped some more sweat drops from his forehead and sprinkled them on her face. Without realizing, Richa again licked the lips indicating that she was liking the taste. That was probably too much for him as he was definitely getting rock hard. "Let us get down at this next stop, I will help you get wherever you want to go", he whispered in Richa's ear. As the bus was approaching the stop, he signaled Richa to move with him. She was totally confused and caught off the guard. The man very boldly put his hand around her waist and asked her to follow him. The passengers around thought they were together and tried to make space for Richa to follow him. She had just two options - to confront him and make a scene or to follow him out of the bus and then take a call.
 
Richa chose the second option and got down with him. "I have a huge fetish to feed my sweat to someone", the man declared right away as he waved for an auto rikshaw. "What do you want? Let me just go to office", Richa managed to murmur. "Oh comon! You don't meet people with such likes so often. Let's enjoy for some time." he responded. When the auto stopped in front of them, they were not decided so he asked Richa, "want to go to hotel?". Richa quickly declined so he allowed the auto to leave. "You can choose the place where you feel safe", the man asked Richa. She was just numb and could not react so quickly; she was completed possessed by the run of incidents. "Will there be someone at your home?" he asked her and she quickly replied, "No". "Great! then lets get to your home so you feel safe" he spoke as he waved another auto. Once they got in, Richa told the address.
 
That was the first time, they looked at each other properly. He was a descent looking man with a french beard, strong commanding eyes and muscular body. Richa looked very timid in front of him and had totally surrendered by then. Imran( the man) already had his hand inside Richa's pallu and saree and squeezed her breasts. Richa was scared by this bold move and tried to part his hand away which irritated him somewhat. "Look, I am not just upto sex. I have bedded even more beautiful women than you. I want you to cooperate with those filthy things that you showed interest in the bus. Do you get this?" he asked with such a command that Richa could only nod in affirmation. With that he went close to her and kissed her on lips and pressed her breasts nicely at the same time. The openness of auto was making Richa comfortable but she was in no position to protest. He kissed her for a while before pulling his tongue out. "Have you licked the sweat of a man's body?" he asked her suddenly. "No" Richa managed to reply this time. "I bet you liked it though. You will be a nice filthy slut I bet", he declared.
 
 
As the auto kept moving back to our home, Imran asked Richa to lick his armpits again. "Can we wait till we get home? He(auto driver) can see through the mirror." Richa spoke. "Does he know you?", Imran blasted. "No, but..." Richa tried to answer but found her face buried under his arm. She did not try to look out or in the mirror but pushed her tongue out and started roaming it through his armpit hairs. He kept pressing her face under his arm before pulling her away after a couple of minutes. Her face was loosing her makeup quite fast and Richa dared not to open her mouth or eyes before she was pushed back into the licking job. She did quite well in terms of licking the armpits as well as tickling it using her tongue. He seemed pleased after pushing her about 4-5 times into his underarms. "Did you not enjoy?" he asked Richa with a strong slap across her face when she tried to move away from him. She struggled and quickly nodded in affirmation while looking at him momentarily and then lowering her eyes. He grabbed her hairs and made her look at him and then slowly started kissing her again. It was quite a passionate kissing this time with Imran's tongue probing Richa's mouth deep. He was holding her face quite firmly and was going deeper and deeper with lot of sound exhibiting his lust. The auto driver knew by then what was going on but continued driving, although little slow. Imran was least bothered though and was all over Richa's face giving her wet licking and small bites on her ear lobes. He had even pushed her saree pallu besides and was freeely mauling her breasts. Richa kept her eyes closed for most of the time out of embarrassment but that devil wanted her to witness it with her open the eyes as he continued his nasty lovemaking.
 
His lust towards Richa's beautiful body seemed insatiable but then he stopped as suddenly as it all started. However, that was not the end of it by any means. He asked Richa to open her eyes and keep looking at him as he planted last few kisses on her cleavage before suddenly spitting big right on her face. She was least prepared and instantly tried to wipe his saliva off her face. But the slap she received made her realize who was in the command. She kept her hands off her face while he repeated his act and kept spitting on her face until he thought there was enough. The thick sticky saliva started flowing down Richa's face into her eyes and dripping of her body but she was not allowed to wipe it at all. One can bet it was not the best feeling by any means; however she continued looking towards him somehow. But he was just not done; this time he spitted on his palm and asked Richa to lick it. My poor wife, without any delay bent forward and started licking the liquid off his palms approving his superiority. He smiled and started stuffing his fingers in her mouth to open her wider. This was probably Richa's fastest seduction as she was behaving as his puppet well inside 30 minutes of the start. Imran had realized that but he was just not after her beauty; he was a cruel guy surely. To add fun, he spitted saliva on his own toes and fingers and asked Richa to bend down and continue licking. It needed no pushing either as Richa quickly obliged and started licking his toes in a running auto rikshaw that was wide open. He ensured Richa kept licking his saliva while he pinched her nipples and breasts hard to keep her on toes. As they were approaching our house, he asked auto to stop by a general store and bought some stuff including tapes, ropes, stationary clips, wooden ruler etc.
 
"Can I wipe my face?" Richa asked Imran as they were approaching the house. "It has dried up now", Imran said with a wry smile. "And no! no need to put up a foundation" he added. Richa knew argument was one sided and kept mum. She was little concerned now coming back to home with an unknown person as such. She hardly knew anything about him although he looked descent and she knew he would not spend a very long time as he received multiple calls from his workplace and kept telling them that he would reach by noon. "Please do not act suspicious until we get inside house", she pleaded him as they reached our apartment. He slapped her bum gently with a cunning smile but agreed. While Richa was paying to the rikshaw driver (yes, she paid for the instruments also), Nagarkar uncle was passing by. She was scared to death when she saw him through the corner of eye and was hoping he doesn't find her. But to her bad fate, that wasn't going to be the case as he stopped by and looked little surprized to see her with another man. Thankfully, he didn't react or speak but just smiled and passed by. Imran assumed that he was just a neighbour and didn't react but Richa knew the consequences. She was definitely tensed but didn’t react to couple of slaps she received on her bums.