My wife Richas stories – Mumbai to Pune

My wife Richa’s stories – erotic sex stories
Hello friend! Planning to start a thread to post stories about me & my wife Richa! Hope you’ll enjoy and encourage for writing more. Please don’t try to stalk me or my wife or try poking for a lot of personal information. I just want you all to enjoy the stories.
Mumbai to Pune
Hello friends! Here is another story involving Richa. Let me start off right away.It was a hot October Friday evening when we were required to travel to Pune for something. We were initially planning to go Saturday morning but then had to settle for Friday evening. Obviously, we were late and reached Dadar station around 9 Pm. The regulars would know it is always crowded but that being Friday evening there was extra rush of people returning to Pune. We went to the MSRTC counter to see if any tickets were available. But there weren’t any.
We were approached by private Volvo buses but they were charging way too extra so we finally settled for a private car (Tata Sumo). The driver agreed to drop us near Pimpri station for a nominal cost.
But it wasn’t a very convenient adjustment. There were 10 people in Sumo other than the driver. There were 2 seating beside the driver, 4 in the middle seat and we had to adjust with 2 more men on the last 2 vertical seats. Richa wasn’t too happy about it but we just pushed ourselves into it. And the driver was driving fast and soon made his way through the traffic beyond Sion. I and Richa were seated on one of the vertical seats while there were two other men seating opposite us. They were carrying one small travel bag with them each and we had one for us. There was no extra space for luggage so we had to keep it on our laps.
As we relaxed into the vehicle, I started noticing the two men secretly checking Richa out. She too probably sensed it but was not that bothered. I looked at Richa and realized that she was looking quite attractive even in that normal attire. She was wearing a simple nylon saree which was somewhat transparent showing the lines of her black sleeveless blouse. Her bare arms and midriff were shining even in the dim road lights due to the sweat, courtesy Mumbai’s humid weather. In spite of seeing her in every angle with and without clothes, I was hard to see her. No doubts the two men were somewhat excited, besides she was the only woman in the Sumo and the early night timing was adding spices too.
I could not keep my hands off her for long. We were seating on the vertical seat with me near the door and she beside the middle seat. I slowly put my hand around her and got closed to her and whispered, “Richa, you’re looking attractive”. She smiled and pushed me away. She quietly glanced at the guys, stared at me and then starting looking away. I sensed it that the guys did observe me whispering something and Richa smiling on it. They were watching her all the time and since it was dark outside, one could not notice it right away. But their conversation appeared broken after my advances. I decided to make them more uncomfortable and again pushed myself on Richa. This time I wrapped my hand around her shoulder and started rubbing her bare arm. I also pulled her closer to me and took my mouth very near to her ear as if to bite it. “Come on girl”, I whispered to her again and continued my advances. She nicely pretended that she was not comfortable.
Luckily for us, the men in the middle seat were in deep slumber by then. The two seating at the front were also busy in their own world and since the glasses of the vehicle were down, there was enough wind and noise around to suppress our rendezvous. I noticed the two men facing us going quiet, so they were surely watching us. I kept our bag beside and pulled her further closer to me and pushed my hand around her midriff from the other side. I took her palm in my other hand and started rubbing it to seduce her. The tension was building nicely.
As we went past Panvel, I was kissing her on the cheeks and my hands were roaming all over her. Richa had kept her eyes closed or was looking away. I then slowly put my leg behind her and started pushing it towards the man sitting in front of us. Let me put their names here as we gathered from their conversation and phone calls. The man sitting in front of Richa was Yatin and beside him was Shiva. Yatin was a maharashtrain while Shiva belonged to South and they were primarily conversing in Hindi and English. I was pushing Richa’s leg in front so that it was touching Yatin’s. The Sumo was now moving at a steady pace and we were also into a fast gear. I stretched her leg further and sensed it touched Yatin’s because I saw him making a movement suddenly. I knew that Richa would take it further so I focused on warming her up further.
I took a breather and noticed that Richa’s legs and fingers were tickling against Yatin’s legs and he was certainly having a difficult time. I saw him adjusting his bag to hide discomfort in his pants and smiled to myself. I resumed by pulling her pallu slightly down to expose her deep cleavage and caressed her bare back. I also lifted her arm towards me and put it around me and tickled her armpit by my fingers and then my planting a quick peck there. Richa shuddered at this and brought in Shiva’s attention too. He saw me clearly kissing her armpit; needlessly he had to adjust the bag on his lap too. Yatin secret advances were not yet disclosed to his friend but I could notice he had his both leg focused on Richa’s right leg. His fingers were tickling Richa a lot and I could see her sari almost raised until her knees on the right side. Shiva was still trying to come to terms with the situation.
“Left leg Richa!” I whispered in her ear to indicate that Shiva was being left out. And my obedient wife understood it quickly. She stretched her left leg out and touched Shiva’s hairy legs. He reacted a little stronger than Yatin and looked at me first. I didn’t show any expressions and continued to play around Richa’s bosom. He probably wasn’t so comfortable yet and remained silent. But Richa was not going to let him be a spectator only; she stretched her leg again and this time rubbed it on his. I almost gave her a bite on her shoulder as she did that. Richa moaned slightly and I could see her biting her own lips then. I thought that gave Shiva enough indications and he got busy with her other leg. Both the friends weren’t aware of each other’s advances until then. Somebody sneezed loud just then and everyone was back to normal except I and Richa. We continued our escapade until everything went quiet within 5 minutes.
This time I pulled Richa close to me towards the middle of seat and squeezed her far breast tight. The men were still watching us but didn’t advance. “They are scared Richa!” I whispered to her again. This time she took a bold step and pushed her legs towards each of them on their lap. Both of them could see it clearly but I pretended to be busy with Richa’s bosom. She tickled them further and that regained the momentum for them. Both pushed their bags beside them and took Richa’s legs in their hands. They were now caressing it passionately. Yatin in fact bent towards front and increased his reach. His hands were now almost reaching her thighs. Shiva copied his friends soon. Richa was nicely massaged all the way to thighs by two men in open vehicle while her husband was busy playing with her bosom. Shiva quietly tried to raise her saree all the way above thighs.I pretended to notice it at once and looked at him directly.
He seemed to have a wry smile but looked scared too. But I comforted him by raising her saree further almost upto her upper thighs. I don’t know why Richa was not wearing petticoat but that made it very simple for them. Both of them were now freely moving their hands all over Richa’s legs caressing and massaging them and almost giving few pinches too. Richa seemed to have accepted her fate as she collapsed into my chest with her eyes closed. I knew they might soon reach her panty which could be moist. They were doing it professionally and didn’t rush into things leading to drawing attention. While I was caressing Richa’s silky hairs I whispered again, “Isn’t it going so nice dear?” Without looking at me she pinched my groin. I took that as her confirmation and whispered again, “I am having fun baby. If we continue for another hour, you won’t need your pedicure.” She pinched me harder this time.
“Kisi ko toilet jana hai toh jaldi jake aao; nahi to hum 5 minutes mein yahan se nikelenge”, the driver suddenly announced as he drove the Sumo into one of the food malls. We all straightened up at once; I brought Richa’s saree down to her legs while Shiva and Yatin adjusted their groin. As the Sumo stopped under a light post in the mall, I saw Richa glancing them secretly while they were ogling her with a smile on their face. The driver quickly rushed into the toilet after parking the vehicle and everyone got down to free up limbs. In spite of being late hours there was quite rush in that mall as I took Richa little away from the Sumo. I looked at her, into her eyes, with the key question of the time. She sensed it and replied, “Up to you sweetheart” I smiled and kissed her forehead. “Let us see how they continue and we’ll decide”. I took her close to the ladies toilet. “Richa, come back with the panty in your hands”. She was slightly taken aback but I comforted her by saying, “Don’t worry honey, no one enters you until I allow”. I saw my obedient wife walking towards the toilet and in a couple of minutes coming back with the panty carefully folded in her palm. She quietly gave it to me and walked by my side towards the Sumo. I could sense she was breathing heavy and I was excited too.