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Shraddha was to leave to Dubai in the next two days and the house brimmed with obscurity. She knew that life is going to be difficult without her parents and loving siblings, more so in a country about which she knew very little. The last fifteen days have been very memorable with roars of laughter ripping through every now and then. Being a woman with an enviable sense of humor, she had kept her parents, brother and sister in very high spirits.
Shraddha's marriage had taken place a fortnight ago. Madhu, her husband had left within a couple of days after the marriage due to some job exigencies. Although Shraddha did have a valid passport, it took a while for obtaining the VISA and for completing certain quintessential formalities. Finally, with the obstacles cleared, she was just a couple of days away from boarding her flight to Dubai.
Sanjay, her younger brother was largely responsible for getting the things done for her in such a quick time. Shraddha was aware of the stress he had undergone during the last few days as he kept visiting several offices and meeting several officials. Sanjay perhaps epitomized the typical middle class son who often became the scapegoat by sacrificing a few things for the sake of the family. Although, he had a decent job to be content with, his morale was at its lowest ebb after a terrible heartbreak. His fiancé dumped him for reasons better known to her and since then Sanjay lived just like a piece of wood. Perhaps, he looked more sober as he realized that Shraddha, who stood with him all through his turbulence won't be available after a couple of days.
She had to undertake quite a long journey from a village in southern India. Unfortunately, she couldn't find a confirmed berth in the train to the city, which was a night's journey away. She was to board the plane from there to Dubai, where her husband would be picking her up at the Airport. Sanjay was to accompany her in the bus journey to the city, as their father was immobile for all practical purposes.
Finally, the day arrived. Even Shraddha couldn't conceal her emotions as she realized that she has to leave the house where she grew up, playing with her brother and sister. Her eyes began glistening thinking about her affectionate mother and her physically incapacitated father. She stood at the window peeping outside watching the streets of her village and the faces she had known ever since she was a child.
Her father began sobbing uncontrollably as Sanjay brought the taxi to take her to the bus stand. She hugged her mother and sisters letting her tears fall on their shoulders. She struggled hard consoling his father whom she never remembered to have wept all through his life. He had just the consolation that he might be staying with his sister for until she boards the aircraft bound for Dubai.
Shraddha kept looking back waving her hands to her family members and a couple of friends who had assembled at her house to see her off. As the taxi took the turn into the main road, she turned around with moist eyes and her nose looked reddish. Sanjay didn't speak to her until they reached the bus stand where they had to board a private luxury bus. He was aware that his sister had the mental strength to get herself recouped before the journey even began.
He wasn't wrong by any means. By the time the bus reached the outskirts of the town, she began chitchatting with Sanjay in her usual enterprising way. Sanjay couldn't resist his smile.
Shraddha always preferred wearing churidars to saris as she felt lot of discomfort, especially during the summer. However, she was wearing a plain sari and with a matching blouse. She had agreed to get her nose pierced just before marriage so that she could wear the nosebud, considered as a sign of a married woman. Like most women, she was fascinated about jewels, especially bracelets and earlobes. Her mother had spent over an hour spinning her long hair to perfection. In all probabilities the tip of her hair might be brushing well below her waist. The fragrance of fresh jasmine streaks that decorated her hair was adding a new flavor to her looks. Sanjay kept watching her as she was eagerly peeping out of the window like a little kid. He remembered that she was always particular about the window seat, whether it was a car, bus or even a train.
"I hope you get a window seat in the flight as well," Sanjay said mockingly.
She looked at him and smiled.
Not so surprisingly, there were just a dozen passengers in the entire bus, as Sanjay had expected. He hoped that with such weak passenger strength, the operators might not be interested in playing the DVD but it was not to be. He was annoyed as a film began running on the huge TV screen making the rest of the passengers glued to it. He wanted Shraddha to sleep reasonably well during the journey so that she can remain brisk the next day. He smiled again as she let out a gentle yawn before resting her head on the cushion and closing her eyes. He wished he could sleep but his mind was fluttering remembering his lost love and several turbulences that had shook him in the recent times.
The bus was now speeding through the broad four-way national highway and such the driver seemed to accelerate the speed incredibly. Shraddha was fast asleep now and every now and then her head tilted and rested on Sanjay's shoulders. His nostrils filled with the fragrance of jasmine and the gentle aroma of her shampoo, every time she leaned on him.
Strangely, Sanjay closed his eyes and started thinking about his erstwhile sweetheart who also loved wearing plenty of jasmine on her hair whenever she could. As he looked at Shraddha who leaned on his shoulders yet again, he felt a gentle shock at once. Her sari had slipped above her chest revealing her sharp firm left breast underneath the blouse. Although, there was very little light inside the bus, he clearly could see her cleavage through the neck of her blouse. He shook his head as he tried not to look any further but he soon gave up to the temptations.
'What am I doing? She is my sister,' Sanjay began cursing him. Shraddha suddenly opened her eyes and looked up forcing him to pretend as if he was sleeping.
It wasn't the last time as Sanjay kept scanning her chest, although a bit stealthily. He didn't want his sister to catch him but at least on a couple of times, he was convinced that she had seen where he was looking at. After some time, it began looking like a hide and seeks between the brother and sister.
Shraddha was aware of the fact that her brother was peeping inside her blouse but she didn't feel anything awkward about it. In fact, she was excited to see how hard her brother was trying to gaze her cleavage. The mischievous girl that she is, always thrilled about flirting and guys, she did her best to give him a good glimpse of her breasts by leaning on his shoulders and sliding further down to his arms. She was thoroughly amused watching her curious brother struggling to peek without letting her know that he was actually doing it. She wiggled her legs letting her left leg brush his right leg. She knew that Sanjay was swilling out. She smiled knowing that she had lot of time to tease her brother, as the journey would last a good eight hours or even more.
But, she felt a gentle fear descending on her as she felt his right hand going around her and resting on her right shoulder. His fingers were surely trembling as they held her shoulders but once they did, they felt real firm.
"Sanjay?" Shraddha hushed as though she was about to pose a question.
"Oh," Sanjay hurriedly pulled back his right hand from her shoulders.
"Don't worry," Shraddha whispered. "Keep it there as long as you wish."
Sanjay was apparently encouraged as his right hand reached out to her shoulder yet again. His fingers began teasing her collarbones for a while before he let a couple of his fingers to probe between her blouse and the bra strap. Shraddha felt a gentle tingle at once and her left hand started caressing his right thigh. The bus suddenly bumped over a speed-breaker and her finger -nails inadvertently brushed against his crotch. Sanjay felt a mild lightning hitting his body. In a reflex action, his left hands gripped her on his crotch and began pressing it against his tent. She quickly took his clue and cupped his bulge wrapping it around with her wrist.
His right hand began caressing her back exposed above her blouse sending a shiver into her spine. His fingers intruded inside her blouse, reached out to her bra strap and began pulling. Shraddha squirmed as she felt her bra tightening on her breasts as he kept pulling the strap from right to left. She feared that the hooks might just give away if he continues stretching the bra any further but didn't say a word as she had already begun enjoying his tease. She shook again as her nipples hardened under the captivity of her bra.
It was Hari's turn to lean to his right on her shoulder as he planted a kiss on her cheek. He began moving his lips right under her ear licking down the neck and sending erotic signals to her nervous system. His right hand crawled between her blouse and bareback caressing all over. His fingers soon reached her shoulders and stayed for a while stroking her skin just below her neck. Shraddha close her eyes as she was very much aware where his fingers were heading. As his fingers plunged into her cleavage, she turned and planted a kiss on his lips. Sanjay was equal to the task as he made good use of the opportunity to draw her lips inside his mouth. She moaned inside him as his tongue began exploring her mouth with relish.
They broke the kiss after a while and looked deep into each other's eyes through the semi-darkness inside the bus.
"Your fingers talk well," She whispered with a smile.
"They certainly do," He said reciprocating her smile. "They are as good as yours." Shraddha took his left hand and placed it on her belly. She started maneuvering his fingers by pressing her right hand over. His right hand managed to get in between his blouse and bra as his fingers held her bra cup on the right breast. He was searching her throbbing nipple and once he found it, he pressed his thumb against it. The shackles were getting broken as Shraddha pushed his left hand further down from her belly. He kept following her motions as his palm began rubbing up and down her thigh and occasionally cupping her mound. Shraddha was spreading her legs wider to give better access to her brother. While Sanjay began caressing her crotch, she took of her right hand from him and reached out to pull his face towards him for another prolonged French kiss. They moaned into each other's mouth while his right hand began straining her blouse on the front.
Sanjay did something unexpected once they broke their kiss. He quickly got of the seat and squeezed his body right in between the front row and his sister's well spread legs.
"Sanjay!" Shraddha sounded shocked. "What are you doing? Someone might watch us."
"No way," He replied. "We are almost in the last row and everyone is busy watching the movie on the DVD."
Before she could say anything, he quickly buried his face right in between her legs. Shraddha wished she could resist but her hands involuntarily reached out to his head holding him tight against her crotch. His hands crawled through her body looking to hold her breasts. Shraddha knew that the bus wasn't the right place to take off the sari and hence just pushed it behind. She tried to suppress the moan that escaped her throat, as his hands ran over her blouse and grabbed both her breasts. He began swaying his head in between her legs brushing her thighs with his cheeks and her crotch with his nose. Her hands began grazing his hair as she pushed her head back on the rest biting her lips in pleasure.
She opened her eyes and started looking around them. Not even a single passenger behind them or around them. The few passengers had taken advantage of the vacant seats in the front to enjoy the movie running on the DVD.
"Sanjay," She whispered. It took a while for him to look up at her and once he did, his eyes swelled in excitement. She was undoing the hooks on her blouse with a blushing smile.
"You need to be quick," Shraddha cautioned him as she pushed the loosened blouse underneath her armpits on either side. She was equally quick to unclasp her bra hooks as well.
It was dark. But as streaks of light from the road lights kept flashing into the bus as it went. Sanjay kept watching her young breasts in awe for a few moments, stopping his hands on them. His eyes strained to have a look at her areolas and in the process he was aroused to see her nipples standing erect like two bullets.
"Do you remember?" Shraddha spoke softly. "Before I became a big girl, we used to play a lot touching each other always."
"Yes," Sanjay replied without taking his eyes off her breasts.
"I still remember those days," She said. "I feel wonderful thinking about those days."
"It is different now," Sanjay said as his hands began stroking her breasts and nipples.
"Kiss me," She whispered. Sanjay crawled up on her body and pressed his lips on hers. He didn't stop there as he trailed down her neck kissing all the way until he buried his face in her cleavage. Her arms went around his back holding him firmly against her chest.
Sanjay cupped her left breast firmly and ran his thumb around her nipple. Shraddha blushed and closed her eyes as he began rolling her nipple between his fingers. They grew longer and harder as he kept teasing. He began taking each one of them in alternate in his mouth to tease them with the tip of his tongue.
"Oh Sanjay," Shraddha groaned and pulled him harder against her body. She was breathing in gasps letting her chest heave with each breath. Sanjay went about fondling her breasts for a few more minutes before he stopped remembering her caution.
"Had enough?" She held his face with both her hands and spoke just an inch away from him.
"Not really," Sanjay sounded somewhat disappointed. "I can go on and on for hours but not in the bus."
He went down mashing against her body, kissing his way through her stomach to her crotch again. He gripped her calf muscles for a while before he began rolling up her sari and petticoat together.
"What are you doing?" Shraddha pushed him back tentatively. "We can't go that far here."
"Nobody will ever know," Sanjay pleaded and began lifting her sari again.
For the first time since they started it all, Shraddha felt a discomfort knowing that her brother was about to expose her womanhood inside a moving bus. She squirmed as his finger nails gently brushed her sensitive skin on her legs and thighs as he managed to push up her clothes well above her waist.
She turned her head away as he began stroking her soft on the inner thighs. As moments went past, she yielded to his overtures and her legs began parting. The more he kept caressing, the wider they opened. Shraddha wished her brother shouldn't see the moist spot that had stained on her dark panties after their erotic tryst inside the bus. He seemed more inclined stroking her mound with his forefinger and tracing the line of her panties running along her groin and between her legs. A couple of seconds later, he quickened up his pace increasing the pressure of his fingers on her bulge right above her slit.
"Sanjay...Sanjay....Sanjay," was all Shraddha could mutter, as her excitement knew no bounds.
Sanjay leaned forward and kissed her lacey panties. He inhaled her musky aroma and his urges became more resolute than ever. He began pulling down the panties even as Shraddha tangled his hair in an attempt to stop him from going any further. However, she stayed still once he managed to bury his face deep between her legs and nibbled gently.
"Naughty boy," She whimpered. "Why I am unable to resist you?"
Unable she really was as her legs spread wider thrusting her pussy against his face. While Sanjay kept rolling down her panties through her thighs, he breathed hot on her pussy, which was menacingly close to him. He brushed his nose on the curly hair that tenderly covered her cunt lips. Driven mad by temptations, the tip of his tongue popped out and drew circles around her throbbing lips.
"Please stop," Shraddha said squirming on the seat.
Sanjay didn't pay any attention to her meek protests as he began forcing his tongue deeper. He eagerly latched on to her clitoris that popped up, sucking it and rolling it between my lips. Driven to madness, Shraddha pulled up her legs up holding her knees by her arms. Perhaps, she gave him the best access to keep going as he swiftly reached and began fondling her breasts without letting his mouth budge even an inch from her crack.
"Oh god," Shraddha murmured sending her head back banging against the seat. Finally, she had exploded onto her brother's mouth. Sanjay quickly realized that she was cumming feeling her cunt excruciating against his tongue. I kept sucking faster and harder until she let out an elongated gasp, indicating her pleasurable climax.
Sanjay watched her body heave in and out with long gasps struggling to settle. As he regained his seat beside, her head leaned onto his shoulder while her arms gave him a gentle hug.
"Sanjay," she whispered, "I wish this could have happened earlier; perhaps even more."
"But, we have time until tomorrow evening," Sanjay replied.
"You are a quick planner," Shraddha said smilingly, placing her left hand on the bulge in his jeans and began rubbing.
"I am afraid not," Sanjay quipped with regret. "Had it been so, I would done things long before so that your husband might have been deprived of a virgin bride."
"I know," she said and kissed his cheeks. "I need to give you something in return."
"Wonderful," Sanjay sounded delighted. "I was about to talk about that."
They changed seats quickly. It was Shraddha's turn to go on her knees between his legs and once she did, she pulled down the zipper of his jeans. Her slender fingers slipped inside his jeans rubbing his dick up and down over his brief. Sanjay held her by the shoulders and watched.
Her tongue began darting through his chest to his abdomen until she arrived at his bulge. She pulled his jeans well below his knees and followed it up by bringing down his brief as well.
"You are big!" She exclaimed, apparently amazed about his size and girth.
"Bigger than him?" Sanjay smirked.
"Can't say as yet," She replied giving a gentle pinch on his thighs. "Too early to tell."
She leaned forward, placed a gentle kiss on his huge head before taking it into her mouth and started sucking it. Sanjay watched with utter disbelief and delight as his sister began showing her prowess in sucking a dick. Before his groans became louder, she had already found out his most delicate parts as her hands kept teasing his balls constantly.
Sanjay began thrusting his waist towards her face, letting her suck him so deep that his tip began hitting her throat. She teased the shaft between her teeth intensifying his joy. She wasn't looking like the sister he knew as she went about sucking him like a thorough professional, giving an extremely sensational treat to the entire length and width of his dick, taking him very close point to an imminent explosion.
Sanjay became tentative, as he feared he would shoot into her mouth very soon. However, she continued her oral treatment relentlessly while she kept stroking her hand up and down the shaft, until it came to the brink and finally erupted.
She paused, apparently unable to cope up with the flow of his semen into her letting her mouth overflow a little. However, she resumed after that momentary stoppage until she drained out his final drops of cum from his throbbing dick. As Sanjay watched her in sheer amazement, she gulped and gulped load after load into her throat unabashedly. Her eyes were titling with thrill and fulfillment as she stood up wiping her mouth and glancing at him seeking his approval.
"How did I fair?" She asked taking the seat next to him.
"Excellent," Sanjay acknowledged with a smile of fulfillment.
While other passengers in the bus seemed glued to the movie, which was nearing the climax, Shraddha and Sanjay were smiling at each other after what looked like an intermission.
The bus slowed down after a few minutes and took a turn inside a fuelling station.
"The bus will halt for at least ten minutes here," Sanjay whispered into her ears. "Let us get ourselves cleaned up for the rest of the journey."
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Shraddha's marriage had taken place a fortnight ago. Madhu, her husband had left within a couple of days after the marriage due to some job exigencies. Although Shraddha did have a valid passport, it took a while for obtaining the VISA and for completing certain quintessential formalities. Finally, with the obstacles cleared, she was just a couple of days away from boarding her flight to Dubai.
Sanjay, her younger brother was largely responsible for getting the things done for her in such a quick time. Shraddha was aware of the stress he had undergone during the last few days as he kept visiting several offices and meeting several officials. Sanjay perhaps epitomized the typical middle class son who often became the scapegoat by sacrificing a few things for the sake of the family. Although, he had a decent job to be content with, his morale was at its lowest ebb after a terrible heartbreak. His fiancé dumped him for reasons better known to her and since then Sanjay lived just like a piece of wood. Perhaps, he looked more sober as he realized that Shraddha, who stood with him all through his turbulence won't be available after a couple of days.
She had to undertake quite a long journey from a village in southern India. Unfortunately, she couldn't find a confirmed berth in the train to the city, which was a night's journey away. She was to board the plane from there to Dubai, where her husband would be picking her up at the Airport. Sanjay was to accompany her in the bus journey to the city, as their father was immobile for all practical purposes.
Finally, the day arrived. Even Shraddha couldn't conceal her emotions as she realized that she has to leave the house where she grew up, playing with her brother and sister. Her eyes began glistening thinking about her affectionate mother and her physically incapacitated father. She stood at the window peeping outside watching the streets of her village and the faces she had known ever since she was a child.
Her father began sobbing uncontrollably as Sanjay brought the taxi to take her to the bus stand. She hugged her mother and sisters letting her tears fall on their shoulders. She struggled hard consoling his father whom she never remembered to have wept all through his life. He had just the consolation that he might be staying with his sister for until she boards the aircraft bound for Dubai.
Shraddha kept looking back waving her hands to her family members and a couple of friends who had assembled at her house to see her off. As the taxi took the turn into the main road, she turned around with moist eyes and her nose looked reddish. Sanjay didn't speak to her until they reached the bus stand where they had to board a private luxury bus. He was aware that his sister had the mental strength to get herself recouped before the journey even began.
He wasn't wrong by any means. By the time the bus reached the outskirts of the town, she began chitchatting with Sanjay in her usual enterprising way. Sanjay couldn't resist his smile.
Shraddha always preferred wearing churidars to saris as she felt lot of discomfort, especially during the summer. However, she was wearing a plain sari and with a matching blouse. She had agreed to get her nose pierced just before marriage so that she could wear the nosebud, considered as a sign of a married woman. Like most women, she was fascinated about jewels, especially bracelets and earlobes. Her mother had spent over an hour spinning her long hair to perfection. In all probabilities the tip of her hair might be brushing well below her waist. The fragrance of fresh jasmine streaks that decorated her hair was adding a new flavor to her looks. Sanjay kept watching her as she was eagerly peeping out of the window like a little kid. He remembered that she was always particular about the window seat, whether it was a car, bus or even a train.
"I hope you get a window seat in the flight as well," Sanjay said mockingly.
She looked at him and smiled.
Not so surprisingly, there were just a dozen passengers in the entire bus, as Sanjay had expected. He hoped that with such weak passenger strength, the operators might not be interested in playing the DVD but it was not to be. He was annoyed as a film began running on the huge TV screen making the rest of the passengers glued to it. He wanted Shraddha to sleep reasonably well during the journey so that she can remain brisk the next day. He smiled again as she let out a gentle yawn before resting her head on the cushion and closing her eyes. He wished he could sleep but his mind was fluttering remembering his lost love and several turbulences that had shook him in the recent times.
The bus was now speeding through the broad four-way national highway and such the driver seemed to accelerate the speed incredibly. Shraddha was fast asleep now and every now and then her head tilted and rested on Sanjay's shoulders. His nostrils filled with the fragrance of jasmine and the gentle aroma of her shampoo, every time she leaned on him.
Strangely, Sanjay closed his eyes and started thinking about his erstwhile sweetheart who also loved wearing plenty of jasmine on her hair whenever she could. As he looked at Shraddha who leaned on his shoulders yet again, he felt a gentle shock at once. Her sari had slipped above her chest revealing her sharp firm left breast underneath the blouse. Although, there was very little light inside the bus, he clearly could see her cleavage through the neck of her blouse. He shook his head as he tried not to look any further but he soon gave up to the temptations.
'What am I doing? She is my sister,' Sanjay began cursing him. Shraddha suddenly opened her eyes and looked up forcing him to pretend as if he was sleeping.
It wasn't the last time as Sanjay kept scanning her chest, although a bit stealthily. He didn't want his sister to catch him but at least on a couple of times, he was convinced that she had seen where he was looking at. After some time, it began looking like a hide and seeks between the brother and sister.
Shraddha was aware of the fact that her brother was peeping inside her blouse but she didn't feel anything awkward about it. In fact, she was excited to see how hard her brother was trying to gaze her cleavage. The mischievous girl that she is, always thrilled about flirting and guys, she did her best to give him a good glimpse of her breasts by leaning on his shoulders and sliding further down to his arms. She was thoroughly amused watching her curious brother struggling to peek without letting her know that he was actually doing it. She wiggled her legs letting her left leg brush his right leg. She knew that Sanjay was swilling out. She smiled knowing that she had lot of time to tease her brother, as the journey would last a good eight hours or even more.
But, she felt a gentle fear descending on her as she felt his right hand going around her and resting on her right shoulder. His fingers were surely trembling as they held her shoulders but once they did, they felt real firm.
"Sanjay?" Shraddha hushed as though she was about to pose a question.
"Oh," Sanjay hurriedly pulled back his right hand from her shoulders.
"Don't worry," Shraddha whispered. "Keep it there as long as you wish."
Sanjay was apparently encouraged as his right hand reached out to her shoulder yet again. His fingers began teasing her collarbones for a while before he let a couple of his fingers to probe between her blouse and the bra strap. Shraddha felt a gentle tingle at once and her left hand started caressing his right thigh. The bus suddenly bumped over a speed-breaker and her finger -nails inadvertently brushed against his crotch. Sanjay felt a mild lightning hitting his body. In a reflex action, his left hands gripped her on his crotch and began pressing it against his tent. She quickly took his clue and cupped his bulge wrapping it around with her wrist.
His right hand began caressing her back exposed above her blouse sending a shiver into her spine. His fingers intruded inside her blouse, reached out to her bra strap and began pulling. Shraddha squirmed as she felt her bra tightening on her breasts as he kept pulling the strap from right to left. She feared that the hooks might just give away if he continues stretching the bra any further but didn't say a word as she had already begun enjoying his tease. She shook again as her nipples hardened under the captivity of her bra.
It was Hari's turn to lean to his right on her shoulder as he planted a kiss on her cheek. He began moving his lips right under her ear licking down the neck and sending erotic signals to her nervous system. His right hand crawled between her blouse and bareback caressing all over. His fingers soon reached her shoulders and stayed for a while stroking her skin just below her neck. Shraddha close her eyes as she was very much aware where his fingers were heading. As his fingers plunged into her cleavage, she turned and planted a kiss on his lips. Sanjay was equal to the task as he made good use of the opportunity to draw her lips inside his mouth. She moaned inside him as his tongue began exploring her mouth with relish.
They broke the kiss after a while and looked deep into each other's eyes through the semi-darkness inside the bus.
"Your fingers talk well," She whispered with a smile.
"They certainly do," He said reciprocating her smile. "They are as good as yours." Shraddha took his left hand and placed it on her belly. She started maneuvering his fingers by pressing her right hand over. His right hand managed to get in between his blouse and bra as his fingers held her bra cup on the right breast. He was searching her throbbing nipple and once he found it, he pressed his thumb against it. The shackles were getting broken as Shraddha pushed his left hand further down from her belly. He kept following her motions as his palm began rubbing up and down her thigh and occasionally cupping her mound. Shraddha was spreading her legs wider to give better access to her brother. While Sanjay began caressing her crotch, she took of her right hand from him and reached out to pull his face towards him for another prolonged French kiss. They moaned into each other's mouth while his right hand began straining her blouse on the front.
Sanjay did something unexpected once they broke their kiss. He quickly got of the seat and squeezed his body right in between the front row and his sister's well spread legs.
"Sanjay!" Shraddha sounded shocked. "What are you doing? Someone might watch us."
"No way," He replied. "We are almost in the last row and everyone is busy watching the movie on the DVD."
Before she could say anything, he quickly buried his face right in between her legs. Shraddha wished she could resist but her hands involuntarily reached out to his head holding him tight against her crotch. His hands crawled through her body looking to hold her breasts. Shraddha knew that the bus wasn't the right place to take off the sari and hence just pushed it behind. She tried to suppress the moan that escaped her throat, as his hands ran over her blouse and grabbed both her breasts. He began swaying his head in between her legs brushing her thighs with his cheeks and her crotch with his nose. Her hands began grazing his hair as she pushed her head back on the rest biting her lips in pleasure.
She opened her eyes and started looking around them. Not even a single passenger behind them or around them. The few passengers had taken advantage of the vacant seats in the front to enjoy the movie running on the DVD.
"Sanjay," She whispered. It took a while for him to look up at her and once he did, his eyes swelled in excitement. She was undoing the hooks on her blouse with a blushing smile.
"You need to be quick," Shraddha cautioned him as she pushed the loosened blouse underneath her armpits on either side. She was equally quick to unclasp her bra hooks as well.
It was dark. But as streaks of light from the road lights kept flashing into the bus as it went. Sanjay kept watching her young breasts in awe for a few moments, stopping his hands on them. His eyes strained to have a look at her areolas and in the process he was aroused to see her nipples standing erect like two bullets.
"Do you remember?" Shraddha spoke softly. "Before I became a big girl, we used to play a lot touching each other always."
"Yes," Sanjay replied without taking his eyes off her breasts.
"I still remember those days," She said. "I feel wonderful thinking about those days."
"It is different now," Sanjay said as his hands began stroking her breasts and nipples.
"Kiss me," She whispered. Sanjay crawled up on her body and pressed his lips on hers. He didn't stop there as he trailed down her neck kissing all the way until he buried his face in her cleavage. Her arms went around his back holding him firmly against her chest.
Sanjay cupped her left breast firmly and ran his thumb around her nipple. Shraddha blushed and closed her eyes as he began rolling her nipple between his fingers. They grew longer and harder as he kept teasing. He began taking each one of them in alternate in his mouth to tease them with the tip of his tongue.
"Oh Sanjay," Shraddha groaned and pulled him harder against her body. She was breathing in gasps letting her chest heave with each breath. Sanjay went about fondling her breasts for a few more minutes before he stopped remembering her caution.
"Had enough?" She held his face with both her hands and spoke just an inch away from him.
"Not really," Sanjay sounded somewhat disappointed. "I can go on and on for hours but not in the bus."
He went down mashing against her body, kissing his way through her stomach to her crotch again. He gripped her calf muscles for a while before he began rolling up her sari and petticoat together.
"What are you doing?" Shraddha pushed him back tentatively. "We can't go that far here."
"Nobody will ever know," Sanjay pleaded and began lifting her sari again.
For the first time since they started it all, Shraddha felt a discomfort knowing that her brother was about to expose her womanhood inside a moving bus. She squirmed as his finger nails gently brushed her sensitive skin on her legs and thighs as he managed to push up her clothes well above her waist.
She turned her head away as he began stroking her soft on the inner thighs. As moments went past, she yielded to his overtures and her legs began parting. The more he kept caressing, the wider they opened. Shraddha wished her brother shouldn't see the moist spot that had stained on her dark panties after their erotic tryst inside the bus. He seemed more inclined stroking her mound with his forefinger and tracing the line of her panties running along her groin and between her legs. A couple of seconds later, he quickened up his pace increasing the pressure of his fingers on her bulge right above her slit.
"Sanjay...Sanjay....Sanjay," was all Shraddha could mutter, as her excitement knew no bounds.
Sanjay leaned forward and kissed her lacey panties. He inhaled her musky aroma and his urges became more resolute than ever. He began pulling down the panties even as Shraddha tangled his hair in an attempt to stop him from going any further. However, she stayed still once he managed to bury his face deep between her legs and nibbled gently.
"Naughty boy," She whimpered. "Why I am unable to resist you?"
Unable she really was as her legs spread wider thrusting her pussy against his face. While Sanjay kept rolling down her panties through her thighs, he breathed hot on her pussy, which was menacingly close to him. He brushed his nose on the curly hair that tenderly covered her cunt lips. Driven mad by temptations, the tip of his tongue popped out and drew circles around her throbbing lips.
"Please stop," Shraddha said squirming on the seat.
Sanjay didn't pay any attention to her meek protests as he began forcing his tongue deeper. He eagerly latched on to her clitoris that popped up, sucking it and rolling it between my lips. Driven to madness, Shraddha pulled up her legs up holding her knees by her arms. Perhaps, she gave him the best access to keep going as he swiftly reached and began fondling her breasts without letting his mouth budge even an inch from her crack.
"Oh god," Shraddha murmured sending her head back banging against the seat. Finally, she had exploded onto her brother's mouth. Sanjay quickly realized that she was cumming feeling her cunt excruciating against his tongue. I kept sucking faster and harder until she let out an elongated gasp, indicating her pleasurable climax.
Sanjay watched her body heave in and out with long gasps struggling to settle. As he regained his seat beside, her head leaned onto his shoulder while her arms gave him a gentle hug.
"Sanjay," she whispered, "I wish this could have happened earlier; perhaps even more."
"But, we have time until tomorrow evening," Sanjay replied.
"You are a quick planner," Shraddha said smilingly, placing her left hand on the bulge in his jeans and began rubbing.
"I am afraid not," Sanjay quipped with regret. "Had it been so, I would done things long before so that your husband might have been deprived of a virgin bride."
"I know," she said and kissed his cheeks. "I need to give you something in return."
"Wonderful," Sanjay sounded delighted. "I was about to talk about that."
They changed seats quickly. It was Shraddha's turn to go on her knees between his legs and once she did, she pulled down the zipper of his jeans. Her slender fingers slipped inside his jeans rubbing his dick up and down over his brief. Sanjay held her by the shoulders and watched.
Her tongue began darting through his chest to his abdomen until she arrived at his bulge. She pulled his jeans well below his knees and followed it up by bringing down his brief as well.
"You are big!" She exclaimed, apparently amazed about his size and girth.
"Bigger than him?" Sanjay smirked.
"Can't say as yet," She replied giving a gentle pinch on his thighs. "Too early to tell."
She leaned forward, placed a gentle kiss on his huge head before taking it into her mouth and started sucking it. Sanjay watched with utter disbelief and delight as his sister began showing her prowess in sucking a dick. Before his groans became louder, she had already found out his most delicate parts as her hands kept teasing his balls constantly.
Sanjay began thrusting his waist towards her face, letting her suck him so deep that his tip began hitting her throat. She teased the shaft between her teeth intensifying his joy. She wasn't looking like the sister he knew as she went about sucking him like a thorough professional, giving an extremely sensational treat to the entire length and width of his dick, taking him very close point to an imminent explosion.
Sanjay became tentative, as he feared he would shoot into her mouth very soon. However, she continued her oral treatment relentlessly while she kept stroking her hand up and down the shaft, until it came to the brink and finally erupted.
She paused, apparently unable to cope up with the flow of his semen into her letting her mouth overflow a little. However, she resumed after that momentary stoppage until she drained out his final drops of cum from his throbbing dick. As Sanjay watched her in sheer amazement, she gulped and gulped load after load into her throat unabashedly. Her eyes were titling with thrill and fulfillment as she stood up wiping her mouth and glancing at him seeking his approval.
"How did I fair?" She asked taking the seat next to him.
"Excellent," Sanjay acknowledged with a smile of fulfillment.
While other passengers in the bus seemed glued to the movie, which was nearing the climax, Shraddha and Sanjay were smiling at each other after what looked like an intermission.
The bus slowed down after a few minutes and took a turn inside a fuelling station.
"The bus will halt for at least ten minutes here," Sanjay whispered into her ears. "Let us get ourselves cleaned up for the rest of the journey."
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