geethas bus frnds

AUTHOR: GeethaKumari& Yashwant EDITOR: Admin Hi this Geetha & Yashwant back. After a long time. My Sister Geetha and I planned went on our first trip to north India a couple of years ago. I had been to Bombay previously but it was the first time for Geetha to the north. We had 4 weeks to spend which we divided between Calcutta, Darjeeling, Delhi and Jaipur. In the days preceding the trip we were anxious but equally eager to make the best use of the time available. The night before the trip we had a steamy sex session and we naturally discussed about planning some encounters for my sister Geetha during our holidays. I knew how much my sister Geetha was looking forward to it. It was a bit of a boring journey from Bangalore, but as the night approached it looked promising. We were in the first class AC compartment and shared the with a guy who was of my age. Later I’m and Geetha was shocked to see him .He was Shreepal who taught me to finger girls in the bus and the girl was none other than my sister Geetha . He knew about it.I and Yashwant decided to remind him about our golden days in the Bus. Yaswant denied so I directly spoke to Shreepal. He was surprised and later revealed he recognized us earlier .I noticed the Shreepal to be particularly friendly with Geetha. We learnt that the Shreepal was hot. So now Yashwant would narrate now. I wanted Geetha to have a erotic scene in front of me. So I told Geetha to seduce Shreepal and Shreepal personally asked about those days in the bus and apologized as he did not know that Geetha was my sister. Though inconvenient for travel Geetha wore a saree for the obvious reasons and Shreepal was regularly scanning my sister Geetha’s torso during our conversation. It was 11 pm and most people were asleep but we were still awake and so was Shreepal. We realized that he was very interested and if presented a chance he would grab it. When he went to the toilet I told my sister Geetha, “Geetha please go for it”.“How?” she asked.“We need him to get close to you first. Why don’t we ask him to help with opening the window on your side?” saying so I quickly jammed some paper bits on the crevices of the window and pulled it down. Luckily it was shut firmly and made it tight to operate. Just as Shreepal approached the coupe, we pretended to be struggling to open the window. He promptly offered his help and my sister Geetha moved back a little to give him space. Shreepal was struggling as well and I and Geetha closed in to help. Geetha did not waste any time and leaned onto Shreepal to take him by surprise. As all the lights were off it was very convenient. I said Shreepal why don’t we have Geetha now .He was surprised. Geetha was wearing a nice lavender perfume and that must have lured Shreepal even more.I winked at my sister Geetha to encourage her and she let he saree-front slide down and pushed her chest forward onto the back of Shreepal’s right shoulder. He was stunned and stopped briefly to assess the situation. The window appeared to loosen slightly and I suggested we carry on. Once we were back at the window, I noticed that Geetha was just leaning against the window for support while she pressed her soft boobs onto Shreepal back and shoulder again. At that point the window opened up, but Geetha was already on her erotic trip and was licking her lips with her tongue as she continued to massage her breasts against him. Shreepal was very shocked and he withdrew himself and had a look around to ensure no one was watching. Then he looked at me blankly. “She’s all yours” I said pointing to my sister Geetha. He lowered himself to sit down and I noticed he was breathing fast.Seeing no response from him I reached for Geetha and sat her on my knees. We were soon locked in a passionate kiss and my hand was fumbling with her blouse and brassiere. It shocks me today, but the mood then was so intense that I made Geetha topless and started squeezing her breasts gently. Even in the darkness her breasts were clearly visible and I rolled her erect nipple between my fingers. Shreepal could not take his gaze away from my sister Geetha. I whispered to Geetha,” I am sure he’s hard and horny by now”. In the next instant Geetha swiftly moved next to Shreepal, picked one breast in each hand by supporting it underneath and held it towards him saying, “My milk is for you. Please drink it”. Shreepal had reached his threshold and involuntarily put his arms around Geetha to embrace her. My penis was rock hard as I saw them put their lips to each others and kiss passionately. He must have felt very lucky to kiss the lips of a very beautiful woman that moment.While they were at it, I desperately tried to squeeze my sister Geetha’s boobs again, but she pushed my hands away and replaced it with the strangers. I moved back and resigned to just watching the act on display. Shreepal kneaded at my sister Geetha’s breasts carefully and gently with his hands before burying his face onto the hanging mammaries. She held him tight and fed a nipple into his waiting mouth. He suckled at her nipples one after the other making wet noises constantly, added to Geetha’s moans and gasps. I had to warn them to calm down to avoid the risk of waking others. He seemed to reduce his sounds but my sister Geetha was not bothered by my warning. That’s the problem with her. She’s very noisy during sex and sometimes craves for attention from others. Sometimes when we have guests at our home, I am quite conscious of others’ presence, while my sister Geetha will just say, “Don’t interrupt the rhythm Vishy. I don’t mind anyone listening to our noises. Let them come and watch. I will let them fuck me and they will be ok.” She knows my weakness and by this time I will have ejaculated violently inside her.While Shreepal was fondling her breasts, I failed to notice that Geetha had one hand on his crotch. She had already unzipped his fly and had her hand inside. Soon she pulled out his penis out and I gasped at its enormous size. I noticed it was circumcised and it was throbbing visibly. Geetha calls my cock ‘big’ and I could imagine what she thought about Shreepal’s. She loves sucking cocks and I knew how impatient she must be to put her mouth to the stranger’s huge phallus. Why I am saying this is because to some very close and intimate friends, she will sometimes shock them by reaching for their zip the moment she sees them. On a few occasions some of my friends have received a ‘blow-job’ welcome into our house during their visits. It is embarrassing to say that one of my close friends told me once,” Vish, do you know that in the last 3 weeks I have wasted no semen at all. Every drop is inside Geetha” The fact was that she had sucked him at least 9 times and got fucked by him about 6 times in that period.As expected Shreepal was in heaven soon as my sister Geetha’s nimble fingers were massaging his shaft while his knob was inside her warm mouth. She resembled a woman from a porn film giving head to a guys cock. Her head was rhythmically bobbing up and down. Suddenly Geetha pulled her face away and I realized that the man was erupting and spewed out a lot of his semen into her mouth. She could not swallow it all and her face and chest were covered in gobs of his sticky semen. I could smell it strongly from my position. Curiously enough I reached out and ran my hand over her face and chest and ended up smearing my fingers with the strangers cum fluid. In an instant I unzipped myself and pulled out my penis, engulfed my semen smeared hand over it and started to jack myself off. I kept looking at my sister Geetha still licking Shreepal’s semen from around her lips and I emptied my load on the floor of the train within the next few seconds.Now Shreepal was starting to explore my sister Geetha. He pushed up her saree and skirt inside to look at her panties. It was difficult to look clearly in the dark, but Geetha made it very convenient by spreading her legs nice and wide. Shreepal was a man in a hurry as he buried his face into her crotch and started to sniff there. Although familiar with my sister Geetha’s intimate odors, I too kneeled beside Shreepal and tried to sniff between her thighs. I just wanted to get an idea of what the man could smell from my sister Geetha’s genital area. No surprises for me, Geetha was very smelly as usual. Both Shreepal and I had our noses together on her panty covered muff. The panty was drenched wet and the emanating pungent odor was a mixture of her cunt juices, urine and sweat. My sister Geetha had been wearing this panty all day and you can imagine how it must have really been. If the lights had been on, the discolored panty stains will have been easily visible to Shreepal because my sister Geetha’s panties are always have a yellow brown stain after she has worn them for long.Many times when she was asleep, I have just watched her panty crotch and masturbated. It is pure pleasure watching her liberal vulvae lips protruding against her cotton panties. If her dark cunt lips and hair are sticking through the sides and if there is any dirty stain on her panty I masturbate like mad and cum in no time at all. Sometimes my close friends also join in to masturbate if my sister Geetha’s panty covered buttocks or cunt is exposed while she is asleep. A sound strange but it is thrilling. We might sniff at her crotch or bum but rarely wake her up from sleep. Geetha usually sleeps on her belly and a common thing my friends love is to gently slide her panty over her bum to one side to try and look at her asshole. Everyone then gets a good whiff of the smell between her bums cheeks while at the same time wanking their cocks. Sometimes desperately someone's tongue will find its way to her vulva or anus. I remember some days when my poor wife's buttocks, thighs and legs were covered by so much semen from the frantic group masturbation. Watching all this, I will usually cum before anyone.Very soon Shreepal was lapping at my sister Geetha’s puffy cunt lips buried amidst her bushy hair jungle. Geetha was holding her panty to one side to make things easier and she was writhing about like hell and moaning and hissing like a real bitch in heat. It was obvious that she was having multiple orgasms one after the other. Shreepal in his hurry to wind up the act, without warning placed his thick cock against my sister Geetha’s vulvae folds but struggled to gain entry. I had to help by holding the panties to one side while Geetha took his tool in her hand to guide it into her vagina. She gasped and grunted as Shreepal pushed it between her protruding labia and into her wet hole. She must have felt stuffed due to its size but she enjoyed it without a doubt. For the next few minutes I watched them both fuck like crazy. They were literally jumping and rolling about before cumming together and locked themselves in a deep embrace. I too had ejaculated without much effort. A few minutes later Geetha let me fuck her while Shreepal tried hard to bugger her bum hole. As he was struggling my sister Geetha helped by applying lubrication to her asshole with her saliva and spread her bum apart with her hands. She let out a short muffled scream as Shreepal entered her anus. “Deeper, please” she begged him. Shreepal too must have felt pain as he grunted to shove his cock deeper into her rectum. She changed her position to accommodate his penis better into her shit hole. I had to withdraw briefly from her vagina, but very soon Shreepal and I sandwiched her until she orgasm again. A lot of cleaning up was needed after all this wild action. We were dead tired after 2 hours of aggressive sex in the moving train and fell into a deep slumber. We felt very emotional to lose Shreepal as he got off the next morning. Will be continued.