Chachi, Me And The Bus Sleeper
I have been thinking of making love to my chachi for long. I am so madly and deeply in love with her that I would like to marry her and have my babies in her. She is perfect, stands 5’4, up slightly above my shoulder. We make a perfect couple but I was the only one who thinks of this way until that one night, one double-sleeper bus journey. Most of us must have used or wish to use the night journey double-sleeper of a bus to have sex with any of your family relative (incest). It was one night when my chachi had to visit her parents in Kolkata. Chacha was so busy that he couldn’t go with her and even if he was free he would not have gone with her because he almost hates his in-laws. As soon as the news approached my ears, I arrived at my chachi’s room and asked her if I could accompany her to her city. It would be fun to visit a new city and I might get refreshment from my hectic and boring job life. Chachi didn’t seem to be too happy about this plan but she didn’t even mind that to a great extent. At least she was not going to be alone, she thought. Everything was planned, I took 4 days leave from office, booked the tickets to my would-be honeymoon coupe or I might say a double-sleeper bus which I lied about saying there is no other seat or sleeper available at that date, so she agreed. We got in the bus on scheduled time, waving chacha goodbye who came to drop us at the bus stand. He kissed chachi on her cheeks before leaving. I was thinking in my mind that if chachi is happy with my chacha then there might not be any chance of getting intimate with her ever. But I wanted to try my luck. I have seen chacha romancing many a times publicly with chachi and she use to blush. I have heard some of chachi’s moans making sure they are having a good sex life. Well, whatever it is my chachi, my fantasized slut, is with me for this night in the same sleeper that I would close and pull the curtain on to isolate two lovers from the rest of the world. The bus started, I closed the door of our sleeper after the ticket checker confirmed our tickets. Chachi and I chatted for few minutes about what all she is gonna show me around the city. I was least interested. All I wanted was my dick in her vagina, her ass, her mouth and my cum oozing out of her mouth or I wouldn’t mind is she swallow it all. She dozed off; went to sleep within half hours of the beginning if the journey. It was my time. I did not attack her directly. Everything had to be well planned and settled. I wanna make love to her, not rape her. She was sleeping with her back on my side in her saree. What a sight it was, my chachi, my lady, with me in a closed sleeper of a moving bus, in her saree showing some of her waist and her juggling ass due to the movement of the bus. I waited for another hour just to make sure she is asleep. During that time I fantasized about her body, her fragrance, her mouth breath, her vagina smell, her ass mess, and her juicy boobs on which my chacha would have his meal every night. It was a 14 hour long journey from Ranchi to Kolkata. She was asleep now. She was in a blanket just up to her knees. Maybe she was showing me her ass intentionally. I placed my hand very slowly and calmly right on the side of her ass from above her sari. No movement from her side. I got some courage. I moved my hands all over her ass very slowly just like its unintentional and I am doing it in my sleep. Right when my hand got slipped in her ass line, the partition of two ass cheeks, I got goose bumps, my heart started to pound faster and I was sure that she would get up and will slap me real hard. But to my surprise that didn’t happen. In fact her ass tightened a little bit. This was the clue. A clue that she felt that and the fact that she didn’t resist was a point of ecstasy. I was so much happy. I got a bit more of courage. She was still facing away from me showing her ass to me. Now, she was responding to my every touch, even a touch of my finger on her hips, she would curl up a little and push back her ass towards me just half an inch. I knew it; she is going to get fucked like a real bitch of mine tonight. I was now horny and hard as fuck. I wanted to turn her to my side and push my dick in her mouth forcefully. But everything was going nice and smooth. I did not wait any further. It was a do or die situation coz I was horny and once your dick is hard your brain does not function the way it suppose to. My insane brain did the same thing which I feared the most. It ordered my left hand to do something; something which I felt a heart-attack just a second after doing that. There is a slight gap where women tie there sari at their belly. The gap is due to the u-type structure of their back. I inserted my whole palm in that gap and grabbed her ass from over her panty. Her ass got tight, she started breathing heavily and suddenly turned her face towards me while her ass still in the same position. I was like dead in my mind from fear but I sensed lust in her eyes. The slut inside her was awake now. I went close to her lips and placed mine on hers softly. She did not respond to the kiss but was breathing heavily. I took out my hand for a second and inserted it again and this time under her panty ass well and grabbed her bare ass. That lady went crazy and started smooching me like a mad dog moaning softly saying, ‘oh bachu, oh my bachuu, ohhhhmmmm u naughty bastard, u want to fuck your chachi han, I was not at all asleep for a single second, I was noticing what are your intentions.’ Those slutty words were the sweetest that I have ever heard. I said yes chachi, I love you, and I will love you more than chacha. Please have sex with me. She said I am like your mother bachu, are you really gonna fuck your mother han? I said chachi please and bit her lips and smooched her even more wildly. She was smooching my back and I was squeezing her ass. That warm body was mine now.