Fantasy GENDER ROLE REVERSAL STORIES

[ashishrajan]

KRISHNA as name suggest, by the grace of God, I got opportunity to live my life fully as
woman as well as man. I enjoyed being dress up as woman, going out, hanging out with guys
and lot more. I have sensed and experienced all the feelings of being complete woman.

This happens long back when I was first year student in college. I was lucky enough to stay away
from home for study. I have fascination towards beautiful dress, sarees, jeans top and especially
bras. My hometown was almost six hours away by train from my college. I was residing in
hostel. By the grace of god I was working part time in call center to have some extra pocket
money.
I had strong urge to go out in girls attire since long. But I didn’t know how to go ahead. I have
very less hair on my body. And I started growing hair. In January end there was mid term
vacation in our college. There was only one train in the evening at 6:00 PM from my study town
to my home town. I decided to go as girl in train.
The reason I decided to go in train as girl were, first it was winter and as per My experience there
would be dark by 6:00pm. Also I would get chance to change in girls clothes in toilet of train.
There would be less passenger in train and it would reach my home around 12:00AM. So again I
would change the clothes in train when I am about to reach hometown.
Plan seems perfect. But what about clothes, make up, jewelery, Sandles. So before one week I
went to local Bazar. My heart was bitting with highest rhythm. And I was shivering when I
visited various woman’s item shop. But I was so excited. I entered one shop. Fortunately the
shop keeper was man. I asked him to show me a Punjabi dress. He asked me for whom. I want
the dress and size. I was shivering but I replied him that I want dress for my didi. He asked about
size, and I said she is same as mine size. Then without hesitation he showed me various dress. I
choose a beautiful Punjabi blue dress with fancy dupatta. I was so happy. I came out of shop.
Now the question was how to buy bra panty. That was most difficult part of my adventures. I
entered a shop but I couldn’t ask shopkeeper to show me bra. So I came out. At last I gather all
my courage and went to street hawker who was selling bras and panty. There were so many bras
lying on ground. I went and ask him straightly that my didi has asked me to buy a good bra and
panty for her. The seller was surprised and looked at me. But after all he had to sell. So he asked
me to chose from the bulk. I was so happy that I got permission from him to select my bra panty.
I enthusiastically select a skin color bra and white panty. Paid him and almost run away from
there.

But now my confidence had boosted. I went to shoe shop. And the reason was obvious that I
want to buy a ladies chappal for my didi. And of course the size is same as mine. And I happily
bought a good fancy medium hill chappal. And I even tried it at shop only saying that whether it
fit or not.
Next were very easy stuff. Make up box. Foundation powder. Lipstick. That seems easy with
same reason.
In jewelery I bought two golden color bangles, clip on earrings, a beautiful wrist watch, a neck
less. From the street side I took a gentle woman plain glasses. Also I got rings. Now I was almost
done.
The last but not least was beautiful hair wig. I already had searched address online and straight to
shop. And asked for wig. The shopkeeper surprisingly look at me and asked why I want wig.
Now it was catch. I couldn’t say it that it’s for my didi. So I lied to him that I am playing girls
role in college drama and I want to buy it. So he was convinced and by the grace of go’s I ended
up buying a long hair wig. As long hair was my fantasy.
Of course few accessories were comb, a hair band, hair pins, powder, shaving cream, shaver,
moisturizer, ladies handkerchief, and ladies purse. And last but not the list ladies perfume and
spray.
That day I realize why woman’s Carey a bug and beautiful purse with them. I was so happy and
excited.
I was now waiting for the Friday to come. I hide all the stuffs in my beg in hostel. As I feared
that my room partner should not see my collection. My heart was wondering and I couldn’t sleep
in night and I was planning a lot.
When my room partner is away I tried the dress. And I was so excited to wear heels… Oh my
God was so nice walking first step. As girl. Mean while I realize what to do for my brest. So
again my instinct say to use my shocks as padding. And it works nicely….

[ashishrajan]

I am really blessed that I got so many opportunities to live my femine life.
Since my child hood I was fortunate that in my colony there’s always fancy dress competition in
Navratri. Navratri is biggest dance festival in gujrat. Girls and woman get chance to dress up in
beautiful Ghaghra choli and heavy ornaments, heavy make up, and enjoy dancing and going out
and full enjoyment time.
Wowwwwwwww…. Look at the chaniya choli girls wear in Navratri. And I love the blouses
most. As most of the blouses are with deep back or backless… Means I can enjoy wearing choli
without bra. And that’s most fascinating part… I love it….. Also because your girl friend can
easily move hand on your back…..

Since my childhood each year I dress up as a girl in navratri and enjoy my feminity…
This incident happens when I was in second year of my college. I was waiting for navratri to
come every year. As this is occasion when I can freely dress up as girl in front of my family
which is my sister only now and friends and no one object it.. As it’s for fun in fancy dress
competition only…. But this time it’s something more for me….
Usually when I dress up as girl in navratri, it’s usual that every girl of colony went. Out with 2
girls in colony in bike as double seat or tripple seat, they are two biker famous girls in our
colony Bhavna and Rajani, both earned extra money by taking girls women to trips on their bike
at reduced price, girls feel free and safe as both were karate blackbelt. My Didi hired Rajani for
permanent purpose timing of her office hours, so she has good tempo with her. Rajani comes to
our home many times, she is also like my best friend too.I was happy.. As I already have told my
best friend Rajani to take me out in navratri as girl… I did reserve her… I chosen her purposely
as we were. Grown up togather since our KG days and we were beat friends… She was also
happily agreed…. And most important of all ” She was broken hearted, dinched by her failed
attempt to try in movies recently” so She always sought out some girls company… And I wanted
to be her perfect girl friend….
I prayed to God for that. The first day of navratri came. I was busy from the morning. My Didi
asked me “have you purchased your chaniya choli or not for not” ” of course Didi I replied.

” so if you need any help in dressing up? ” shall I help you?” or Poornima bhabhi should assist
you “…. Didi asked me.. For the years togather my Didi used to dress me up and help me in
dressing in navratri…. But as I am grown up now I feel little bit shy… So I said” it will be better
if poornima bhabhi help me out “”
Poornima bhabhi was neighbour woman, Graceful, most beautiful, dominating and stylist woman
I had ever seen. And to get ready or forcely feminized by her is like dream… Or like heaven…
Why should I miss that chance?
I said yes…. And Didi conveyed it to Poornimabhabhi. Didi told me to confirm time with
Poornimabhabhi. She told me to come around 5:30PM to her home with my dress… I was so
excited…

At 5:30 sharp I went to Poornima ‘s home. She had completed all her work and was waiting for
me. In garba usually girls take more than two hours to get ready… And I was so happy that I was
going to do same… And I always fascinated with the lipsticks of PoornimA… She has most
amazing lipsticks with her…. And I was about to dying as same used lipstick she was going to
apply me…. Wow….
I entered in her room. Her husband was siting in another room… She asked me to remove
clothes and wear chaniya choli. I was waiting for her to go. Out of room so that I can wear.. But
she laughed and ask me “” don’t be so shy dear change… In front of me…””” in fact her
husband also joined her…. This was ashamed Moments for me…But I have to go. For it.. .
Fortunately I have courage and I did it smartly… I wear it… Chaniya and for choli I was
struggling with back string… So poornima help me.. With tying it… It’s was so amazing to get
ready with most gorgeous woman in world…. I always wanted to be like her…


Just like this my back was so that… Everyone would love it..
Just look at the chaniya choli I wear… It was really amazing and I was. Looking so beautiful that
Poornima even hugs me… Her. Husband tried to kiss my chic but I pushed her back. I was
looking for stunning and cute… I didn’t have the Sandles…. So poornima gave me her Sandles
to wear. It was even more sexy.

And most important of that, when I walk in this high heels, my brest always bumps up and down,
which makes me more sexy…. I went to… Porenimas husband again tried to Touch at my back,
and I just played mischievously with her… And complained to PoornimA. She hugged me and
told me that I look sexy so.. That I can make any man fall for me… She even hug tightly that my
boobs press against mine…. This is how. Jiju teased me.
I went to my home meet my Didi… My Didi was so happy to see me, it seems like she is with
her daughter… She passionately kissed me. I was about to cry with happiness…

I felt like I am perfect woman. When I am with my Didi as girl… It was best moment of my life.

Now I helped my Didi in kitchen… And was waiting for evening…. When my dream is going to
be true….
After sometime my best girl came to home to. Rajani came to my home… And when She
looked at me.. She was flatten…. She couldn’t utter a single word…. She was amazed…. I gave
her water to drink… She has seen me so many times as girl, but this time I was sooo beautiful
and now I have learned an art of… How to attract man… And now I was playing all games on
my best friend……

[ashishrajan]

Poornima Bhabhi helped in dressing up as girl, and Romance with best friend begin.
Those who have not read my previous stories here is brief intro
With help of Poornima Bhabhi I dress up completely as female in chaniya choli. My Didi was so
happy to look at me. My best friend Rajani came to pick me up.
This is how I would look like in chaniya choli. Rajani was stunned to look at me. Like a good
woman I gave her water… And served tea and snacks to her… I was helping my Didi in kitchen
like a good woman.

Rajani was surprised to see me so. Beautiful. All were magic of Poornima and also I mastered
the art of being femine. We were ready to go now.. I can easily sense Rajani couldn’t take her
eyes off my breast and sexy back.. And I was also ready to take chance with her… I saw list in
her eyes…
I told my Didi ” Didi I am going with Rajani”, “Rajani please take care of my brother” “” and I
was so happy to. Hear that words.
Before leaving I wanted to adjust my make up…

I applied foundation and lipstick again, apply body spray and was out…. As I was in hurry to go
out with my boy friend…
I just bid good bye to Didi and Rajani was ready with bike. I was about to sit on her back…
And.. “” “beti Krishna please come inside” “” said my Didi… “what happen Didi” “,” come
inside ” she said. I rushed in..
Didi hold my hand and drag me inside room. She handed over me my purse and asked me to get
all my lipstick and foundation inside.. She gave me hanky and said..” good luck “” ” wow thank
God what a caring Didi….

Look at the way I was sitting… As My lehnga choli was heavy, there Were so. Many bangles in
my both hands, also there were heavy earrings, and a Tikka on for head. We were looking like
best couple.. The bike seat was narrow so obviously I have to place my hand on her shoulder…
And when I touched her shoulder with my cite hands… She was shocked, amazed, and She liked
it soooooooo much… Also I never missed a chance to attract her as I wanted her….
Also I lean forward to her and place my face near to her shoulder like real girl friend.. “please
hug tightly and sit and hold my waist tightly dear, otherwise you will fall down”, said my Rajani
to me.. And of course I wanted that only… So. I tightly hug her such that my breast get tightly
pressed to her back. I could easily sense that She wash so mesmerized by my beauty and She
started flirting with me.
“you look beautiful today dear Krishna”, She purposely drove the bike slowly, as She wanted to
be with me for more time… And even I loved it.
Sounds of my bangles was making her mad.. “shall we have juice, if you don’t mind”, I agreed…
As it was my dream date… And I didn’t wanted to. Loose even single chance to flirt with her….
We stopped at juice counter.. I slowly get down and was adjusting my odhani and chaniya, and
She was looking at me with lust like wild wolf..i.als wished that She would enjoy my juicy
body… Again I. Prayed to. God..

“strawberry for me” I said and She ordered chocolate. We sit side by side.. I purposely keep on
touching her with any excuses… And She also liked it.. Slowly my femine sense warned me that
She has started liking me and may be She was ready for fun..She stared at my breast and I caught
her.. She lowered her eyes.. ” I felt shy and asked that I want to go to washroom… And got up
and walked towards toilet… But I hesitated when I got near toilet, which one to use? To my luck
there was no one near toilets and” Ladies toilet “” was empty with shut door.. Without thinking I
entered in.
I checked my make up applied lipstick again from my purse. And I used toilet.. It was really
difficult to handle my lehnga, dupatta, purse, lots of bangles, hair and lift the lehnga and use
toilet for urinal… I still. Wonder how can woman use toilets.. With heavy sarees…. Amazing
talent…
Rajani was sitting on table waiting for me. I walked slowly in heels, I could sense lust like dog in
her eyes for me which I enjoyed… I sat besides her… She had finished her juice by the time..
Only my glass was there for me. I started sipping it.
“can i taste your juice dear” asked Rajani, I didn’t expect She was so fast, you can imagine when
a boy tried same sip from The girls glass, She is in love or trying to show her love… I was
flattered with her offer…. I wanted that only… “Yessssssssss you can surely have it” ” I gave her
glass and She took a sip and returned…. And like obidient girl fried I drunk the rest from same
glass..
At this moment I felt like her wife.. Like my boy fried She paid the bill and we started again
towards Garba Venue.

Now we reached the Garba Venue. It was crowded with young boys and girls in traditional
gujrati dress… Everyone was in couple..as it was ground there and I felt it difficult to handle
dupatta, jwelery, purse, My blouse, with high heels.. So I purposely tried to hold Rajani hand.
She was my childhood friend She didn’t hesitate even to respond by tightly holding my hand and
we entered in Garba Venue.
There were so many couples dancing Garba ras. As Rajani didn’t know Garba I handed over my
Purse to her and went for Garba dance… I was skilled Garba dancer since my childhood… So I
started dancing and my Rajani was looking at me lust..
I enjoyed her watching me. As I knew She was in deep depression due to sudden dinched by her
movie attempt failure. And She was in need of support… And my wish was to be her
motivational supporting girl friend….
And by the grace of god it was on way. Break was announced and I returned TO Rajani who had
my purse. I was exhausted and need water. “let’s go to stall and have cold drinks She said. We
went to stalls… She ordered one sprite and one cold water bottle.. She offered me sprite..
Without waiting I started sipping it… In the middle She stopped me and took bottle from me and
started drinking.
I am sure She must have tasted my lipstick.. She handed over bottle again to me and I drank it.. I
gave her smile..
“let’s go now and sit somewhere” ” She asked me.” “why” ” I asked. ” ” I am bored and I want
to go some lonely placed and talk to. You a lot if you permit my Krishna” ” She offered me.
There was no reason to say no.. I happily agreed and tell her..”let’s go” ”
She without any permission grab my hand and started walking.. I follow her.. Again butterflies
started tickling in my tummy… As if something fantastic is about to happen…
And sure by the grace of God… Something wonderful happen which I never forget…

Rajani hold my hand and we moved to. Parking area and started riding bike. This time I grabbed
full opportunity to hug her. Tightly from the back. My brests were tightly pressed against her
body.. So obviously She was excited.
As my hands were wrapped around her chest, suddenly my bangles and hand touches near her
pants.. To my surprise I can sense a huge budge in her pants… Means her manhood apparatus
was excited…it was complete certificate that She had accepted my feminty.
She kept driving bike. We sat at garden. There were so many couples sitting in garden. And this
is a Normal scene in navratri in gujarat. It was around 10:00pm. And couples in gujrat move
around full night..
We were walking in garden in search of safe place or rather corner. I Completly forget that I am
man. I was complete woman walking with my boy friend. I was so happy and excited. We found
a place. We show a couple sitting near us, and the boy was smooching girl on her lips and faces
and pressing breast. They never cared for us.. As for them we were there for same. Smooching
and kissing activity…

I felt shy… As I was with my best friend.. And though I dreamed being kissed and smocked by
my Rajani, She was my best friend, I couldn’t dare to go ahead.
We sat side by side. She started talking with me. “” you are really gorgeous, “” She said.. I just
smiled back. She grab my hand “” can’t u sit near to me like that girl “” She pointed towards
loving couple… I was waiting for that and I did it…I almost stick to her.. Her hands surrounded
me.. And slowly She started moving her hands on my back.. As it was backless blouse… She
slightly move her hands around my smooth back and I was excited… She started talking about
her girl. Friend and become senti… Suddenly She did something unusual.. “” ” can I sleep in
your lap dear Krishna” ” She asked..
And may be that was the best moment of my life.. Without my permission She slept in my lap…
And. Like a best life partner I allowed her and started moving my hand and fingurs in her head
and hair..
She started talking, and I just kept. On listening her. ” you are so cute and gorgeous my darling”
” I love you” “” that were the best words in world to complement my feminity.. And thats from
my best friend. She surrounded her arm. Around my neck…. I lowered down myself and kissed
her gently on her For head and then on her face…
Suddenly I realize what I was doing is wrong as She was my best friend I should not take
disadvantage of her situation.. So took my face back.. But her womanhood was ignited… She
stand up and grab me tightly towards her.. And suddenly started smooching me everywhere on
my face…

I just hug her quietly for a while.. And then She started kissing me widely… And a moment
came at last… She hold my face and placed her lips against mine.. It was so smooth and like
having juicy icecream.. HR was smooching my lips like icecream.. And I responded her
back..suddenly She bites my lips.. And again her tongue entered in my mouth and started
moving…her saliva enter in my mouth and drank it… We were in heaven and lip lock position
for a long..
Suddenly we heard a nice of laughing, a couple near us was staring at our wild smooching and
was smiling…. I felt shay… And move away from. Rajani… But that was best moment of my
life…”lets go this place is not safe” “I said.. And I literally grab her out of garden… Again She
started bike in search of safe place…
Again on way in dark, She stopped her bike and we stand there, her womanhood was on fire so.
Without waiting for a minute She just attacked me like wild fox..this time. It was turn of my big
breasts… Without even Loosing a minute She started pressing it and started smooching it…
Once She bite my breast so hard “” “oh my God… Mummy” “” it pins and I started slapping her
on chest but She was not ready to leave me.. I was helpless.. And allow her..first time in her life
She has pressed or sucks feminine man’s breast.. So. Rajani was behaving like beast… At last
again She kissed me.. “” “I love you Krishna, I love you, I can’t live without you darling” “” She
said… I was gifted beat way by my almighty god…i.easiky felt bulging on her pant… But I was
frightened..
Even though I want to enjoy her womanhood… In me… But as we were on road and I didn’t
have any experience…. So… I didn’t dare to. Go ahead…
My make up was completely destroyed.. My chunri was smashed… Lipstick was smashed… Oh
my god what to do now.. In dark I settled my ghagra choli… Apply foundation again…and try to
reapply my lipstick…
“””please drop me home I am shivering and feeling cold “” I said… Ok… HR replied and we
drive back to home.. Near to my home She stopped bike and we have a long kiss good night
again…
“” go to balcony and give me flying kiss then I will go home ” She said… I knock the door. My
Didi opened the door.” r u alright dear “” why your chaniya choli is smashed and make up is
disturbed “” ” asked my Didi.. I feel my Didi’s inner instinct found out that something has
happen to her lovely brother…” nothing Didi it was too crowded and as it was firat day of Garba
and I danced a lot so… Tired and I want. To. Sleep now “” ” I quickly ran away to my room first
floor.

I came to balcony.. And bid a flying kiss to my sweet heart and She replied with a flying kiss….
It was memorable night for me
But it had opened a new chapter of romance in my life….
” “Why were you giving flying kiss to Rajani last night” “poornima bhabhi asked me… And the
sentence was sufficient to horrifying me..
I ran to my room, because I don’t wanted my Didi to detect my encounter with Rajani. I just lied
on my bed and turn on AC. I was sweatijg.
“I love you darling” ” massage appear in my wats app..” I love you too “”I replied.
“be ready tomorrow in sexy dress I want to fuck you, I need you darling..” ”
” we will go tomorrow again for ride and garden “” even if you hough I want to have hardcore
sex with her, I purposely didn’t answer as now I have mastered the art of using femine skills to
attract a man.
“good night dear we will meet tomorrow” I typed. Suddenly my phone rings.

“I love you sweetheart, I want to fuck you, you are so hot, I want you now I can’t wait for
tomorrow please dear, come out” Rajani asked.
So many time as friends we on Saturday night have habit of sitting outside colony on benches
and talk for long in night.. But today it was different. Even though we are best friends.. But today
Rajani has some. Other intentions.. So ” we will meet tomorrow and go for Garba for sure, so be
patient and now sleep” ” I said. I cut the phone.
I knew her womanhood apparatus was on fire, and I took a chance to ignite it. I was sure She
couldn’t control her desire to meet me and enjoy with me next day. And I was also waiting for
her to meet.
I was so tired that I didn’t even changed my clothes or removed any jwelery or wig… I just slept.

“wake up dear beti” ” it’s already 8:30 AM” my Didi was moving her hand on my chicks and
forhead…
“u look so cute” “what happens yesterday, is everything alright” ” I was frightened with moms
question.

” I was tired Didi ” and I literally hide biting signs on my breast from my Didi.. My entire body
was aching with pain.
I rushed to the bathroom, removed my make up, dress and changed into my man attire and came
down. I was now again waiting for evening to come..
I was sitting in downstairs and Didi was in kitchen.. Suddenly Poornima enters in our home and
asked me “” what are you going to wear tonight for Garba…. “” I was so happy and shocked to
hear that.
Without asking for my or my Didi’s permission she replied “” today why don’t you wear good
patiyala suit ” I have good patiyala suit for you, come to my home I will help you to get
ready”,,..
“sure why not she will come”, my Didi. Happily replied… I felt shy.. What a great Didi.. Who
understand me.
At 5:00Pm, even though it was so early I took permission from Didi to Poornima s home.. She
was our neighbor so was easy to go.. When I reached her home, her husband was packing beg, ”
tomorrow your bhaiya is going to outstation for five days, so you have to give me company in
garba” “” she invited me..
“” “noooooo” “” I screamed in my mind, as I wanted to go with Rajani. But as I have to take her
help in dressing I was helpless I nodded in Yessss…. A mischievous smile come.
She finished her work and me, babhai and bhaiya entered in their room. Poornima open her
wardrobe and ask me too choose whatever I want… Oh my God…. What a gift… Amazing…
Imagine your are given opportunity to select the best dress out of wardrobe… Of the most
beautiful woman…
I always dreamed of wearing Poornimas dress…. And here she gifted me…. Wow I was
excited… “I want to wear all” I said.
” Poornimabhabhi please you choose for me” I said. She choose a nice patiyala dress for me. I
was amazed to see it. She looked at white bra, and asked me.

“Don’t you have matching bra, otherwise it’s strap will look bad from back” she asked me. I said
no.
“” choose ” she said


So selected…
I selected white and blue with nice odhni.. She asked me to bathroom and change.. She handed
over me nice blue set of Bra and panty. I wear it.
Then I wear beautiful patiyala salwar suit…” you are good at make up, apply your self get ready
and come out ”” poornima said.

I did nice make up.. I was so lucky that I could use her costly make up kits. I applied foundation
powder, cream, eyeshadow, mascara, and mat lipstick light… I was looking simple and beautiful.
” “” wow my sister is looking soooooooo hot “” bhaiya came from behind and hug me and kissed
my chic… I was bit scared but laughed and pushed her.
“” Bhabhi bhaiya is teasing me “”, take good Sandles from shoes rack “” Bhabhi said. And I
choose the nice one.
So many to choose from. I choose medium heels. Amazing I was looking so cutie..
“I am going home Bhabhi “, I said
” come with us today ” she replied. “why don’t you and Rajani join us today” ”
I was caught… What to say… My girl friends womanhood was ignited and She was ready to do
everything… I had got almost 15 calls from her… What to do… Now…. Oh my God please
help….
” OK “” I said and ran to my home. My Didi. Was in kitchen…
“” wow my cutie…. Brother… You are looking gorgeous “” my Didi exclaimed.
I just went to Didi Didi and kissed her… I was so happy..
.” Didi I had to get fresh..” and I rushed to my room… And picked up my phone and called my
boy friend…
“we have to join bhaiya Bhabhi” I said to Rajani. “why did you say yes, can’t u understand, how
can you do it?” She really scolded me..”I don’t care tell her you are going to come. I want you
anyhow today and I need you thats it”

“listen me” I tried to convince her… But She cut the call… Now what to do…
. “please come and pick me for garba” “” I wats app her… Oh my God I want her please…
I was lying on bed “” “beti please come down Rajani has come to pick you ” my Didi shouted.
My heart started bitting… Heavily what to do now..
I came down, She was sitting in sofa, and I smiled at her, She was little bit seems angry.
I entered in kitchen, brought cold water for her, and smiled. She was angry, but I had no.
Options.
I looked at Didi for permission.. “don’t forget your purse and make up, yesterday your make up
was smashed and clothes were also not good, so take care of dress today” ”
, my Didi warns, and I understand her fear… Yes Didi…
Now what..” we have to go with Bhabhi and bhaiya, ” I said…”please Rajani” I insisted, She had
no option except to accept that.
“let’s go” Bhabhi said. And Bhabhi and Bhaiya, me and Rajani, two couples started towards
Garba venue..
I was not huging while sitting bike with Rajani, as bhabhi had strict eyes on me.. I was sure she
had doubt on me… Oh my God what to do… We were looking for any excuses to run away from
there…

Bhabhi was walking with me and she didn’t allow me to be alone, we visited toilet togather in
ladies toilet, she kept on watching me, also we dance togather , (I realized why she was
possessive for me later because, it had led another Lesbian relations with Poornima in later
days, the chapter will soon come)
and on other way poor Rajani was just taking my purse and getting angry with me..
I was dying to make excuse and go out.. With my girl friend. I prayed to God pleas give me
chance…And as always God listen us.. As bhiya was going to Delhi by morning flight She had
to leave early. In break she asked Poornima Bhabhi to go home.
I was delighted with her offer as I naturally replied “” ” bhaiya can I stay here as Rajani will drop
me after Garba,”
Bhai permitted me.

“” please take care of your self, and don’t involve on any sexual activity with this girl “” Bhabhi
whispered in my ears. “” “apani ijjat bachana or esi vesi galti mat karna, kal rat ki taraha” “”
Oh my God, how did she detected…. “never Bhabhi, I will not at all” “” but she suspiciously
moved away…. And we were free bird..Now..
Without wasting a minute we ran to. Parking and riding on bike. I tightly hugged my boy friend,
and my breast were pressed heavily at her back. And I wrapped my hands around her waste.
She took bike to a bunglow, which was her friend’s bunglow and no one was there except her
friend at home. Wow oh my god She had planned everything in advance. Even though She was
my best friend but today I was frightened. I was entering with her in a room alone, and that too
as girl.
Her friend gave me mischievous smile. I saw lust in her eyes too. She opened the bedroom door,
started AC and allow me to sit in.
I was feeling like a new bride sitting alone in a room waiting for groom. Her friend never
recognized me as, I was man dressed as girl… I had mix feelings of happiness, excitement, and
fear what will happen now.
Rajani enter the room…..

After my best friend Rajani really ruined me. After forcefully enjoyed sex with Me, my
condition was worst..
My entire body was having a bad ache.. And my back hole was in pain like hell. Like someone
has poured hot acid in hole…. Oh my God…. Was horrible…
Poormima Bhabhi found out easily what has happen. As her bra was torn and, she had found me
giving flying kisses to Rajani.
She didn’t have to force me for long to extract truth from me. She gave me pain killers. And also
she gave me some cream to apply to my back hole. Also she gave me some oil to apply on my
breast. She gave me “stayfree ” ” napkin of Xl size to wear so that creams marks can not spoil
my pant.
She said me come back around 4:00 to be ready again in girl’s dress.. Oh no… Oh my god I am
not ready to dress up again… Please..
” I have already told your Didi, to join me today for garba, also I told her that it may get late in
night, also your bhaiya is not there, so you will be sleeping in my home, as I am scared alone…”
” exclaimed Poornima.
” Bhabhi I will join you for garba, even will sleep in your home tonight but can’t dress up now, I
am afraid now” I said.

I was now scared of both Rajani.
“darling, please wear saree or chaniya choli today, I will be there to pick you up at 7:30PM.
There is no one at my friend’s home today even. Let’s enjoy dear” “” message appears in my
wats app.
I was horrified to see it.
“today I am not going to dress up and I have to join Bhabhi” I replied.
“Come on please darling, we need you, I love you dear, please dress up, please.” Rajani pleaded.
” as Bhabhi and Didi said I would be dressing up again after three to four days, as now I don’t
have any dress or chaniya choli left to wear, sorry dear.” I cut her phone call.
I went home slept in noon.
” beta wake up, bhabhi is waiting for you to dress up ” Didi said.
The pain killer and cream has worked. I was feeling fresh now. I washed my face and body and
went to Bhabhi’s home. Bhabhi was working in kitchen.
” Hey dear Krishna.. You seems fresh now… Please help me in chopping some vegetable…””
“Sure why not..” I said.

“But before that go to bathroom, wash your face, and wear whatever you want from my
wardrobe.” Bhabhi said.
What to do now. I wanted to wear but I was afraid of yesterdays cruel attack on me by my best
friends. But don’t know how I get up and went to bathroom. Washed my face and enter in
Poornimas bedroom.
She came after me…” what will you wear today?” “” today try my saree.. “”
“” no Bhabhi, today I will come as boy only “” I was really frightened with yesterday’s event….
I was shivering….
“today you are coming with me, not with Rajani, so don’t worry” Bhabhi replied.
She choose best saree, matching blouse and jwelery from her stock and handed over me… And
said ” wear it now”.and she moved to kitchen.
I removed my to shirt.. And starred wearing bra. It was now easy for me to wear bra.. Initially it
was difficult to tie huck from Back..

[ashishrajan]

Next day I was in my room, my Didi burst into my room with a cane, without saying she started to beat
me by cane mercilesly, after 20 strokes she stopped , crying heavily she hugged me , I was crying in pain.
Didi,” what have you done , you lost your virginity before marriage, now what will happen, Bhabhi has
told me everything, if you really love me and care for honour of family and if you love truly rajani will
you marry her.”
I just nodded, hearing this word my pain reduced very much. Afterall I am getting my love. Didi took a
nice pair of bridal lehenga choli with bra panty from her cupboard and told me to get dressed soon
without asking any question.

Didi left room shutting the door, I have no other option, I wore the lehenga choli with ornaments
and makeup. Didi in anger approached rajani’s house, she was cleaning her bike, Rajani smiled
and greeted Didi Hi.
Didi was in anger she asked Rajani to follow , Rajani could not understand but she started her
bike, Didi in stern voice asked her to follow by foot, she did like a child. In my house she asked
Rajani to sit. Didi came to me, she covered my face completely with veil and ordered me to
touch feet of Rajani, I obliged, then Didi ordered me to go to kitchen and prepare food for her
and Rajani.
Didi,” Rajani you have sex with my brother.”
Rajani nodded.
Didi,” then he is your property, he has no manliness, you can keep him happy, take him, do
whatever you want with him. He is not suitable to wear pant in relationship, it will be you who
will wear it. You have no family burden. As long as he was virgin he was under my roof, now he
has lost it, virtually you have married him. So I want to hear will you take his responsibility.”
Rajani hugged my Didi and thanked her many times, I just rushed from my kitchen My didi
hugged me and said,” Krishna now Rajani is your rightful owner, obey her, she is not your
traditional wife, she is your mistress owner wife. Now you go with her.”

Rajani got a call now,she got a movie role as side role small one but for 15 minutes, it was still a
tremendous news, Rajani has to leave quickly as it is 500 km journey, she thanked me for
bringing her luck and she will get a single room provided by film producer. So we both took
Didi’s blessing and I went to Rajani’s room packed her clothes and some of mine and in half an
hour we left on Rajani’s bike.
At midnight we reached at capital, Rajani got key from watchman we entered the single room,
next day Rajani went to shooting leaving me at room, I had some dry foods so no issue for us.
Rajani returned with a happy face , she was tired yet energetic for success, she held me on her
arms and rotated in air. She said she got a new movie a small budget one under small banner, I
said the sun rises slowly with warmth , you are rising star. I cooked and cleaned while she slept
like a log. For that long tiring day we slept hugging each other with no sexual intimacy.
Next day Rajani went for her shooting, it continued for 15 days, she will leave early morning 3
AM and return at night 12 or sometimes she will stay for outside home for 4 to 5 days. I missed
her much, but controlled my emotion considering for bright future. I could feel her long tiring
day sleeping next to me, waiting for my soft hands to give a relaxing hot massage, now her scent
making my penis to stiff but not any use. She has completed her 1
st
movie, despite short budget it
was more likely a B grade movie where heroine is a dacoit taking gun to take her revenge against
atrocities commited under her, yes, it was required as money matters. To keep our relation secret
she kept me alienated, we never had any friends. She never took me to her 1
st
movie, then she got
for 2
nd
movie it was also now improved version but not like A list movie category.

After her 3
rd
movie we moved to a 2 BHK flat, it was 1
st
house we purchased, to my surprise that
day My Didi was in our single room. Our pleasures got no limit now we behaved like two sisters.
My sister gave me nice saree, she put alta on my feet, dressed me like newly wedded bride, I was
not wearing that one when i left my Didi’s home. It was my bridal dream dress. Then Rajani
came, she was busy. She took Didi with her. After 1 hour she took me on her bike to a new flat,
it was isolated flat, no one was with us only me and Rajani. Few flower garlands were at door,
there was a small flower design on ground, it was a familiar design I knew it was made by Didi,
at centre was a small oil lamp.Rajani kept my head covered with my saree pallu. I came near to
door, there was a pot filled with rice and coconut on top. Didi came front of us both rajani and
me. Rajani was in jeans and salwar. Didi blew cronch, did our tilakam and aarti, she then took a
aalta filled plate and asked me to dip my feet on it, then I dipped my palm.then Didi asked me to
kick the pot filed with rice, then put my right feet inside room, with my aalta driiping feet I
placed my feet mark in our room. Then I placed my palm mark on wall of room. Didi hugged me
, Rajani gave me key to the flat and said,” you are now official owner of our owned flat. You are
my lady luck my dear sexy man.”
Didi,” you are lucky my little brother, your wife is very capable one.”
I had few tears of happiness,” But Didi I did not have any formal marriage.”
Didi,” i know honey, the bridal dress you are wearing, the jewellery you are wearing all
purchased by your wife Rajani. Today you will have marriage in Vedic ritual.”
I blushed. Didi took me to puja room. Rajani told me that didi was present in this flat for last 2
days , she has arranged the room, so i understood why room is so neat and clean. Rajani also told
me that the bridal lehenga choli jewellery all are chosen by my Didi, both rajani and my didi
were doing shopping as my Didi know about my choices of colour.
Didi called us both around a lamp, she tied my saree pallu with salwar of Rajani and chanted
mantras. Then she told Rajani to tie mangalsutra on my neck and filled my forehead with
Sindoor. Didi asked me to touch feet of Rajani, then we both touched feet of Didi, didi blessed
us.

Didi,” Krishna I have taken leave for long days, now I have to leave your home, do not get upset,
tomorrow I have an important meeting else I will be fired. Rajani please drop me at my home
town, sorry Krishna Rajani will not be available for your firstnight, it is urgency. As per Dowry I
can not give much, take this SindurDaan, always use it after bath then take blessing of your wife
Rajani, it will remind you about my words your duty towards Rajani, she is a great woman you
will get ever.”
Again I touched my Didi’s feet.Rajani started her bike, didi sat one sided holding her waist and
she left. I prayed for their safe journey, but I missed physical intimacy , it has been long days my
weenie peenie is anxious. But she was career oriented, this happened for one more month. To
seduce her I started to wear skimpy bra beneath saree with no blouse.
One night she was tired while hugging her during her sleep, I could not control my urge, I slowly
rubbed over her panties, then down her panty, unknown to her I inserted my small 3 inch penis
inside it. She was in deep sleep and due to my small penis she could not feel anything. I just
started to hump three times I ejaculated in her for few drops, it was my pleasure. Then I cleaned
some spill one with my cloth. This continued for 3 month unknown to her. Till that time she was
now pretty successful for her action oriented movies, the themes were new genre where female is
lead role and with subtle social messages. One day morning she woke up with nausea and
vomiting. She knew it was no normal vomiting, she quickly rode her bike to chemist shop.

She was depressed angry, she without talking to me in her night dress rode her bike again and
disappeared from my eyes. I was dumbfounded, after 6 hours Rajani came with my Didi, she was
in nighty too. Didi looked at me anger, I bowed to touch herr feet rather I got two hard slaps on
my face.
Didi,” tell me Krishna did you put your stick in Rajani’s hole when she was sleeping.”
I stood silent and nodded. Again two more hard slaps, Didi was crying more than me.
Didi,” what have you done Krishna, you bangd your wife, why you did it.”
I,” Didi she has been busy in shooting, what about my sexual feelings.”
Didi,” for this reason you wear saree blouse sindur mangalsutra. You are still man like others, if
you wanted a normal life then you have told me, no need for formality. You will get any normal
girl.”

I was frustrated by my sexual urges, without thinking,” I am fed up of wearing saree supressing
my sexual urges, these are my demands. Rajani never understood me.”
I never looked at Rajani her face at once. She went inside and called Didi inside. Didi came with
a packet of jeans and tshirt. She told me to wear jeans and tshirt, remove my saree blouse
ornaments wear jeans and tshirt. Didi asked me to pick my any important belongings. I had only
ornaments and female clothes., so I did not pick anything. Didi was serius and I was so arrogant
that I did not consider to meet Rajani at what state she would have been. I left thr house without
looking it.

[ashishrajan]

Nikhil was angry that his father left him before he was born, there were some more letters in that box. Nikhil started to read, these were written by his mother Rajani. Rajani writes
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After my husband left me I was in anger with males, It was hard Raju kaka has not met me, I wanted to
drop my frustrations. So I focused on movies, for that I have to look beautiful.

It started with an innocent trip to the mall. I use the term "innocent" loosely since I happened to be
carrying my strap-on dildo in my purse with me. You might be asking yourself why a respectable woman
like myself would be carrying a plastic cock with a harness in her purse in a place like the mall. I get it. If I
wasn't me, I would probably think I was insane. Except, I'm not. I was just born this way.

It started with what my friend had called, "penis envy." I googled it on the internet and found out that it
described me quite nicely. I did wish that I had a dick and I had always assumed it would just grow in one
day because I wished it to be so. It wasn't until I was much older that I discovered that it was never
going to happen. I couldn't tell anyone about my disappointment because I had never had the courage
to tell anyone how I felt. My mother and grandmother, who I spent the most time with, would never
have understood.

I bought a strap-on cock the minute I realized they existed. I had gone to a bachelorette party and one of
the stops on our journey had been an adult bookstore. I had seen the aisle filled with harnesses and
photos of women wearing them as if they were their actual dicks. I picked out a pink jelly cock that was
9 inches long, and thick. It seemed to fit me. I had never actually fucked anyone with the strap-on I had
bought but I carried it with me as if it was actually my penis. I imagined it was and that I would be ready
if the day ever came where I had a chance to use it.

I was indeed ready the day that the opportunity presented itself. I was getting a pedicure at my favorite
nail salon at the mall, Nailing It. I already knew what color I wanted on my nails and toes, too. I loved a
dark, garnet red with a glossy finish and the last time I had gone to Nailing It, I had gotten that color and
I was returning just to get it again. It had made me feel sexy, something that was hard to come by most
days for someone like me.

I fondled the plastic cock from the outside of my purse as I sat down in the pedicure chair. I was told to
pick a color and handed a card that had a swatch of each color.

"Garnet red," I told the technician.

"Yes, Miss," the technician bowed his head in what I assumed was a sign of greeting, or maybe respect.
They spoke to one another in Vietnamese and I had no idea what they were saying but in my mind, I was
afraid that they saw through me and were talking about me. I imagined them:

"She's got a cock in her purse!" I imagined the manager saying.

"What a pervert!" the technician said, in horror.

"It looks big," the manager said in my mind.

"I wonder if she uses it on herself or other people," I imagined the technician replying.

"Lady? Lady? Miss?" I looked up. The technician was trying to get my attention in real life.

"He ask you if you want nail cut down?" the manager tried to help me understand.

"Oh! Oh! Yes, a little. Thank you," I answered. I don't know why I was always afraid people could tell that
I wasn't like other women. I was the kind of woman who carried her cock in her purse. I knew it wasn't
normal and yet I felt a sense of comfort in knowing that my dick was only inches away from me and that
I could pull it out at any moment and use it as if I were a real man. Except, I didn't want to be a man. I
wanted to be who I was, but with a dick. And I wanted to use it on anyone who would let me. I touched
it through the fabric of my purse and felt it's hardness.

The technician massaged my feet and I knew instinctively something was up by the way he was putting
extra energy into the massage. I could feel the current of his emotion as he rubbed my feet in places I
hadn't realized needed rubbing. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter as his hands massaged my
feet, working them with the kind of finesse that years of giving pedicures had made possible. I moaned
loudly but he didn't stop or shy away from my feet. He kept rubbing and my pussy was absolutely
gushing now. I couldn't believe how good it felt to be touched on my feet. He had never been my
technician before but I knew he was getting a good tip and that I would definitely be taking down his
name for next time.

"Your feet pretty," the technician smiled at me and then winked. I was pretty sure he was flirting with
me and my mind decided to kick in with some imaginative imagery. I pictured him bent over one of the
massage chairs, his bare ass in the air. I was standing over him, using the Nailing It massage oil as lube as
I pushed my strap-on cock into his tight ass. I hadn't really thought about what it would be like to peg a
man before. I had thought about doing it to women and somehow that seemed to make sense, but if
this nail technician wanted a piece of me, I would give it to him. I was ready to lose my virginity with my
strap-on.

I gripped my strap-on dildo tightly through my purse, my pussy swollen and wet, soaking through my
shorts. Now was my chance to make a move but I was paralyzed with fear. What if I made a fool of
myself and got rejected? Then what? I didn't know if I could handle being rejected but I was willing to
try. I needed to fuck someone with this plastic dildo and I didn't care who. It didn't matter if I made a
fool of myself. No one else was in the salon except for me, the employees, and two old ladies that
looked like they wouldn't notice if a helicopter landed right on top of them.

"Can we go in the back? I can show you more of my feet."

"Yes, Miss," the technician led me to the back of the salon and I giggled as I noticed the door we walked
into was labeled, "Nailing It #1."

"What service you want?" he asked, pointing to a chart that listed their waxing and massage services
and their prices. I chose that moment to pull my strap-on out of my purse.

"Whoa! What is that?" the technician pointed at it.

"This is mine," I put it on over my shorts and tightened the straps until I was facing him, my cock in
place. He was the first person who had seen me like this and I grinned at him. "Bend over."

"No, no! I no do this!"

"Come on. I'm the customer. Go get your manager."

He screamed something in Vietnamese and suddenly, every one of the Nailing It workers were
surrounding us. I stood there awkwardly with my plastic dick on display. I hadn't predicted this.

"What service do you want Miss?" the manager asked, his voice wavering.

"I want you to tell him to bend over and take this in his butt." I shrugged. I had no idea if they
understood me or not but the manager looked like he understood. He said something to all of them in
Vietnamese and they all gasped.

"We will choose who will help you today," the manager discussed the issue heatedly with his staff and I
just held onto my plastic cock with one hand, wondering if I should just run from Nailing It and never
come back. Things were beyond awkward and I was just about to do it when the technician stepped
forward. "Tony will help you today."

"Drop your pants," I told Tony and the manager translated. I was a bit hesitant by this point but I
figured, things had already gone this far. The rest of the staff looked on, watching in horror as I pushed
my plastic dick into Tony's ass for the first time. I hadn't been sure what it was going to feel like when I
finally penetrated someone with my dick for the first time but it made me feel more powerful than I had
ever felt before. I fucked him slowly at first until I felt him open up. I moved more furiously, surprised at
how natural this movement was for me. It was like I was made to be fucking guys in the ass. I watched as
Tony grabbed his own cock, stroking it as I fucked his ass. He was enduring it for a while but I could tell
when the tide turned and he began to enjoy it. I could feel all of his muscles tighten and then I knew
that he was cumming.

I had made my first person cum with my plastic cock but I wasn't done. I looked at the manager and
beckoned him to come to me. I adjusted myself, taking my clothes off so I was now naked, wearing only
my strap-on. He did as I asked and I fucked his ass too. He seemed to like it more than Tony had and the
way he screamed made the female employees giggle. They talked excitedly in Vietnamese and I
imagined they were talking about how good I was fucking their fearless leader. I didn't stop until his cum
was everywhere.

When I was done with him I started fucking my way through the male employees. I found that I enjoyed
fucking males with my strap-on cock. Tony and the manager came at me with their cocks, wanting to
fuck my pussy while I was pegging the male employees in the ass. I did not allow it, letting lower males
take turns fucking me while I continued using my strap-on to make the men cum is unacceptable, it is
woman who owns man’s ass. I came so many times, enjoying the sensations of fucking and being pussy
licked. One of the boys even ate my pussy a bit as I pegged one of the other boys. I was having so much
fun that I almost walked back out into the lobby, naked, with my strap-on in full force so I could round
up those old ladies and see if they still remembered what being fucked in the ass felt like.

"You done for today?" the manager asked me and I could tell he was really hoping that I was. They were
all holding their assholes, complaining that it hurt to sit down. I don't know why that turned me on so
much that I had destroyed all of their asses, but it really did.

"No, I still need my nails done," I reminded him.

"Oh, yes. Yes. Okay, we take of your nail," he assured me. "But no more of this, okay?" he gestured
toward my strap-on.

"Okay," I nodded. I excused myself to go to the restroom. I cleaned my cock off in the sink and carefully
dried it.

"We did good today," I said to my cock. "But it's time to go back in the purse. I promise I'll find you some
new holes to fuck soon, though." I popped it back into my purse.

I texted my favorite friend, Bhavna to let her know what had happened.

"That's unbelievable!" she remarked.

"Well, it happened! I absolutely massacred their asses!"

"I believe you, actually. You know, in some cultures if you ask someone to do something, it's rude to say
no. You asked for something and they had to give it to you."

"Oh my God! You think the only reason they said yes to me is that I asked it as a favor?"

"Yes. I do. But who cares? They probably enjoyed it. You said they all came their asses off."

"Yeah, that's true."

"Plus you got to use your strap-on," Bhavna said with positivity.

"I did and it was awesome! I can't wait to do it again."

"Sounds like a win-win to me, honey. Now go forth and peg things." Bhavna always knew exactly what to
say to bring out the slut in me. I would go forth. I would peg things.

[ashishrajan]

in another letter Nikhil reads about his mother Rajani
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Nikhil: Mom how do you handle sexual tension after my biological father left you.

Rajani: I was famous in movies, in moveies there are lot male impersonating as woman, many
shemales looking for work, many hijras, there are many beautiful shemales hijras who earn less,
they normally adopt prostitution for earning. I hired few, but Amisha was my favourite, I picked
him up by my bike.

I looked at Amisha. He pushed me back on the bed looking seductively at me. I crawled back on
the bed, pressing my instant hardon. Amisha looking at me seductively pulls his robe’s thread.
Unties the robe and flash me his tits. I pushed my hand inside my pants and started jerking my
dilido.
Amisha pulled his robes off and begin to rub his boyhole placing one leg on the bed and
exposing his boyhole. I took my shirt off and crawled towards his. Like a hungry dog on four
legs, I begin to lick his boyhole. Amisha moved his hands in my hair as I explored his ass
boyhole with my tongue.
Amisha: If you want you can stay the whole night with me, ah!
I stopped licking him and kneeled in front of him. Looking in his eyes, I pulled him towards me
and started kissing him. A passionate kiss long enough to suck each other’s juices. He pushed me
back on the bed and pulled my pants off. I lifted my ass to help him do it.
He looked at me and started sucking my toes and slowly he crawled upwards to my underwear.
Holding my dilido over my jockey, he moved his other hand towards my nipple and started
pressing it. Amisha opened his mouth and took my dilido in his mouth.
He took it out leaving a saliva spot on my underwear which looked hot. Amisha sniffed his own
saliva on my jockey and played with my nipples. My dilido was throbbing in my jockey.
Me: Come on, I said sucking can be done later in the beginning. But we have time. Show me
what skills you got.

Amisha smirked at me and pulled my dilido out from underwear and circled his tongue around
my dickhead. I had my back placed against the headboard having a nice view. He took his other
hand and hold my balls tight. He started jerking my dilido and licked my balls squeezing them
hard between his fingers.
My balls had bulged up with pleasure, he opened his mouth wide and tried taking my balls in. He
holds my balls between his lips and then took his lips off with a popping sound. He smiled at me
and then headed towards my dilido. He started sucking my dilido with other hand jerking it.
I leaned forward and hold his both hands in my hand and let his suck. The view of his not using
his hands to suck me was worth clicking a picture and posting it on the internet. I was holding his
hands in the air as he began to gag on my dilido. He begins to deep throat me.
Me: Ah! Fuck, I never thought that experiencing this, in reality, was so fun.
I let go of his hand as I was lost in pleasure resting back I begin to move my hands in his hair. He
was sucking me wild deep throat, sucking my balls. He took my dilido out of his mouth and
jerking with his hand he looked at me. I was mesmerized with the beauty of a woman after
sucking a dilido.

He spat on my dilido and then sucked on it. He moved his head over my dilido and spit on it with
saliva hanging through his mouth till my dickhead. As the saliva reached my dickhead he pulled
it back. I was enjoying the show. He spat on my dilido three times and made my dilido wet
enough to enter his.
He crawled on me and facing me he started adjusting my dilido on his boyhole.
Amisha: This is your first time but not the last. So, try controlling your cum. I am not saying you
that do not cum. But everything happens in our brain. The longer you wish to fuck me, the longer
you do not cum. You won’t get a better teacher than me. So try sucking in all the knowledge you
get.
He finished talking and he entered my dilido in his boyhole. My skin rolled down my dickhead. I
gave out a loud moan as my skin was rolling down by the tight boyhole walls.
Me: Ah! Fuck feels pain and pleasure at the same time.
Amisha started riding me slowly increasing his pace. I hold his waist and move with his rhythm.
Suddenly, I stopped his.
Amisha: What happened?
Me: I am not wearing a condom.
Amisha looked at my face and laughed. I was perplexed about what was going on. He looked at
me and kissed on my cheeks and moved his mouth to my ears and whispered, “Don’t worry
about it, even if you cum in me. It won’t be a problem.”
I smiled and spanked his ass and he began to ride me again. I kissed his wild as he was riding me
back and forth. His boobs banging against my chest. Amisha started kissing my neck, gave me a
hickey on my neck. I hold his close to my chest crushing his boobs.
I begin to lift my ass up in the air and tried to dig my dilido deep in his boyhole. After fucking
his for 8 minutes, I was about to cum.

Me: Amisha I am cumming.
Amisha: Where do you want to cum?
Me: On your face.
Amisha got up and kneeled down on the floor. I got down from the bed jerking my dilido in front
of his. Amisha placed his face in front of my dilido. I gave a loud moan and I cum on his face. I
closed my eyes and cum on his face. My dilido began to fall down on his face.
He held my dilido and licked the remaining cum on my dilido and looked at me.
Amisha: Did you like it?
Me: I did but I did not last long.
Amisha: Don’t worry about that. It was your first time. We have the whole night.
After fucking Amisha in his bedroom, he took me to my husband’s room holding my cock. I
looked around. It was arranged properly and systematically with a couch in the center of the
room. Me and my ex husband’s big photo was on the wall.
Amisha pushed me down on the couch and I was looking at the photo.

Me: Why did you bring me here?
Amisha: I always wanted someone to use me in front of this photo frame. Wait a minute.
Amisha walked to the study table, pulled a drawer out and showed me my ex husband’s
mangalsutra. He wore it around his neck and came to me.
Me: You want to get fucked in front of this photo. You will get that bitch.
I pulled Amisha on me and started kissing him. Amisha put his legs around me and gave all
excess to his mouth. We deep frenched each other for a while. My hands were on his butt cheeks.
I slid my finger in his asshole. A current ran through his body which I felt instantly.
Amisha broke the kiss and laid me down on the couch and looked at his husband’s photo holding
my dilido.

Amisha: Fairy look, your wife is fucking me, you miss this fairy, oho she is so strong, so
powerful.
As he said that he slid my dilido in his boyhole. And looking at my ex husband’s photo he gave a
moan, “Ah!” I held his two big breasts and he began to move. He started jumping on my dilido
and the mangalsutra begin to bounce on both boobs. Sleeping down on the couch and looking at
a horny wife was incredible.
Amisha: Fairy! She is going so deep. Ah!
I was enjoying his talk and I spanked him. Amisha was loving the second fuck of his night. I
knew this was going to be a long fuck. I was determined to not let any moment slip out of my
hand. But something unexpected happens for which we both were not ready at all.
Then I paid him a handsome money for his service and dropped him at his chawl in my bike.

[ashishrajan]

Then Nikhil gets another diary which is of raju kaka's
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My name is Raju. I am studying engineering 4th year. My mom is a tailor. Her name is kavya.
My father left us, when I was a kid. In my 10th class, I lost all my hair. All my friends and
neighbours teased me for being bald. Moreover my voice also sounds like a girl. My mom also
felt bad for it. My relationship between me and my mom is very close.
In my summer holidays, me and my mom went for a tour. It was village. When me and my mom
entered the village. We are surprised seeing the long hair of the women. There hair is very very
long. One day, I asked them the secret to their hair. But on one told me about it. One day I went
to a lady and started to cry in front of her. I told her that the people are teasing for being bald.
Some how, she convinced and applied a special oil to my head, which is used my them, and only
women. She told me, your hair will longer and faster.

We went home after the trip. Within weeks, I started to see the growth of hair in my head. I was
very happy. And my mom also very happy.
Soon, college started and everyone surprised seeing my hair. Our college is not very big and
strict. So no one will care about the appearance of the student. After a month, my hair is covering
my ears. I asked my mom some money for the hair cut. She gave me and I had a hair cut. Now a
days, it will cost around 100 for the hair cut.
Suddenly one day, i noticed my mom is suffering from a disease. With a lot of talking my mom
told me about the disease and it will take lot of money to cure it. I started crying. My mom
consoled me and told me we can be good.
Within 20 days, my hair grown longer. I wanted to go to the barber but I don't want to use money
for the hair cut, so I decided not to cut my hair. One day my mom asked me to cut my hair. I told
my mom that I wanted to grow my hair. My mom also agreed like always.
Within months my hair grown longer and stronger. Seeing the growth of my hair, my mom told
me, within a year, your hair will cross your hips. I just smiled for her comment.
6 months passed, now my hair is is till my waist. Before everyone used to tease me for being
bald, now everyone is teasing me for having long hair. Most of the girls asked me about the
secret to my hair and I told them nothing.
One day, while eating my hair is disturbing me by coming into my mouth. My mom noticed it
and made a ponytail. I too thought it will be conformable.
3 months passed and now it is just above my hips. My mom told me, either cut your hair or start
wearing a braid. I don't want to use money for my hair, whatever the situation is, so I decided to
wear a braided. It is the last day of college before exams. My mom braided my hair neatly. When
I went to college, everyone started to tease me. I directly went and Sat in the boys row. When
class is going on, one boy siting backside, started to pull my braid. It is very painful. Our teacher
noticed it and asked me to it in girls row. I was shocked. I said no but my teacher ordered me to
sit in the girls row. It is very humiliating for me. Soon our exams are over.
One day, me and my mom went to a temple. It was fine. While returning to our home, some
family is calling me radha.. Radha. I thought they are not referring me. So me and my mom
returned home in a auto.

After an hour, the family who referred me as radha came to our home. I was shocked by their
presence. They are seeing me like a ghost. My mom asked me, why are they here? One of the
lady her name is radhika,told my mom that her daughter a lesbian and live with the girl named
as radha and she died in a car accident. Since then she started drinking and smoking. She even
tried to commit suicide one time. My mom asked her, what can I do for that?. The lady told
asked my mom, if she could agree for a marriage of her daughter with my daughter. My mom
shocked and told her that she doesn't have a daughter. Radhika surprised and asked my mom
then who is she(pointing towards me). My mom smiled and told them that it's her son not
daughter. They are surprised. Everyone became silent for a min.
After some more time, radhika's daughter anjali broke the silent. She told my mom that, your son
act like radha. I was shocked and said no immediately.
Then anjali offered me some money.she asked me to say my decision by tomorrow. Then they
left.
Me and my mom sat silently. I desperately wanted money. I told my mom that, I am ready to act
like radha. My mom immediately said no. I told my mom that it's OK, only for few months then
we can live happily after your surgery. Tears rolled in my mum's eyes. She told me, you are the
best son.
Next day, I called anjali and told her my decision. She felt happy and immediately came to our
home....

Anjali told me within a month she will teach me everything about radha. Her clothing. Most
importantly about radha's girlfriend, Deepika. First she took me to shopping, she bought me
some clothes, and jewellery. I don't have any hole's in my ears. So she pierced my ears also.
Then she bought, fake breasts. We went home. My mom also joined us. We went to my room
and asked me to remove my shirt. I felt shy to open in front of her. Anjali told me, you act to like
a women. And I am the one who is gonna help you in your boyfriends home. I blushed listening
to it. I removed my shirt and she surprised to see my hairless body, then she fixed the fake
breasts with glue. She showed me a solvent and told me, it is the only thing that can remove it.
Then both my mom and Anjali helped me to wear a bra and panty. I started to think, what if
Deepika found outs my penis. Anjali noticed it and told me we can do something to your
manhood to hide. I was surprised, how she noticed it.
After that, they dressed me in a long skirt and a top. She made me to wear high heels and I
practiced in walking. Anjali told me about my behaviour as radha. Soon she left. In the night
while eating my mom is continuously starring at me. I asked my mom why are you starring at
me. My mom pinched my cheeks and told me, you look very beautiful like a girl. We have fun
like that.
Days passed, I came to know completely about radha and Deepika. And tomorrow is i am going
to meet Deepika. On that day, Anjali took me to a beauty salon. No one recognised me as a boy.
Anjali told me her brother loves long hair, so don't cut it. Then she told the beautician to do
remaining beauty treatments. After some hours, the beauty treatment is over. When I saw in the
mirror I was shocked.

No hair on my face, legs and hands. Eye brows are neatly shaped. My nails are painted. I am
looking like a girl. In the evening she came to me with some stuff. She took me to my room. She
told me, this is a artificial vegina. She glued it and asked me to wear it inside the bathroom
properly. I went to Bath room and glued it. Then I went to anjali. She told me, you no need to
worry about to pee. Even if you pee it will come from the vegina but you have to sit and pee. I
said OK.
She told me tomorrow is a big day.
Next day early in the morning anjali came me to my room and asked me to take a bath. I went to
bathroom and took my bath. I can feel the fake breasts and vegina. I came out with a towel
around my hips. Anjali laughed and told me, from now onwards you have to wear towel around
your breasts. I simply nodded my head. She helped in wearing a bra and panty. I felt shy seeing
me in the mirror wearing a bra and panty.
Anjali noticed my shyness and started laugh. Then she helped me in wearing a punjabi dress. It
fitted me nicely. She pinned the dupatta,.on my shoulder. Then she applied little make up. She
made me to wear bangles, earrings, bindi and a small chain. The she braided my long hair, it is
crossed my hips. Now I am ready. When my mom saw me, she is shocked.
According to Deepika, radha is a orphan. So I told my mom that I couldn't meet you for few
months.

I said bye to my mom and went to anjali's home. Anjali's family felt very happy in seeing me.
They asked me to go to Deepika's room. I went to her room. Deepika was shocked to see me.
She came to me like she was a ghost. I told her, I am your radha. She immediately hugged me
and started to kiss me. Tears rolled in her eyes. I stood silently. She asked me, where I have
been. I told her a fake story and she believed it. She spoke to me for hours. Then I asked me to
stop drinking and smoking and asked her to a barber shop. She immediately agreed and went to
barber shop. Anjali's family is very happy to see Deepika happily. Radhika came to me in tears
and thanked me for doing this. They showed me my room, which is filled with women clothes
and make up items.
When I opened the wardrobe, it is filled with lot of sarees. And cupboards are filled with
jewellery. Deepika was ready smartly. She is very strong. She spoke to me for hours without
getting bored. In the evening she asked me, can will go for a movie? She is happy, so I don't
want to disappoint her. So I agreed. I was ready beautifully with the help of anjali. Me and
Deepika went for a movie. She never watched the movie, she was just watching, for the entire
movie. Then we had a dinner and we returned home. She touched my hips any times but I didn't
say anything. In the night, while I was about to go to my room, Deepika wanted is shy to ask me
for a kiss. She came to me. While I was saying no shyly. She pushed me to the wall and kissed
me on my lips. I felt shy. Then she said goodnight and left.

Anjali saw it. We both went to our room.and she asked me about the entire day. I told her
everything. Soon anjali's family made arrangements for my mom's operation.
Today is a festival, so early in the morning Anjali and radhika aunt, woke me up and asked me to
take a bath. After the bath I wore my bra and panty. Then Anjali came to me with a saree. I was
shocked and asked her, any dress other than saree. Anjali smiled and told me, radha always
wears only saree, so you have to wear sarees only. I have no other option, so I agreed. First I
wore the blouse and petticoat with fitted me correctly. Then radhika aunt took the saree and
started to dbang it. She nicely did the pleats and tucked into my petticoat. The she neatly pinned
the pallu on my left shoulder. Anjali did my make up and radhika aunt bought some jewellery for
me. She put golden bangles to my hands, golden anklets, earrings. And some necklaces. Then
she middle parted my hair and braided it. I am making feeling very shy. Then she pinned lot of
flowers in my long hair.
Both Anjali and radhika surprised seeing my beauty in the saree. Then we left my room. Deepika
is happily taking to her father. I was happy that she is changing. When Deepika saw me, she is
surprised seeing me in a saree. She signaled me saying, I am very beautiful. I blushed and said
thank you.

She asked me for a kiss the entire day but I didn't agree. In the night while I was changing my
clothes. Suddenly Deepika came to my room. She hugged me and kissed me. She told me, you
look great in saree. I was just wearing my blouse and petticoat. She didn't let me wear anything.
Soon she left. I was happy that she didn't ask me for sex.
Days passed, my mom's operation also over and now she is healthy. I was acting like a women
every day, so my behaviour also started to change. Soon I started to wear a saree on my own.
And I wanted Deepika to see my naval. Every time, she Stared at my me, I started to feel very
happy.
Months passed, now my hair is till my knees. When I asked anjali I wanted to get my hair,
Deepika heard it and asked me not to cut my hair. I don't why but I accepted it.
Days passed, now I started to behave like radha rather than acting like radha.
I was happy seeing Deepika happy and sad that one days he will come to know that I am a man.
One day, Deepika asked her family to do arrangements for Deepika and radha's marriage. I was
shocked and every one.
I thought, I don't have to fool Deepika anymore, so I told her, I am a man and my name is Raju.
Listening to it, she started laughing. She thought I am joking. Then everyone in the family, told
her. About the truth. She started crying and pushed me out if the house for cheating her. Anjali
dropped me in my home.
I told my mom everything and I told her, how I am feeling for Deepika. My mom immediately
asked me, I have done correct informing our truth, else later it will be devastating. Radhika
Aunty later visited our home saying Deepika is allright now, she accepted fate, she got another
love, this time a widow who worked as maid in their home, they will be married in secret.
Family paid 50 thousand rupees as thanks, I know money is not enough but it will run our family
for few months.

[ashishrajan]

money was getting depleted, i came to Mumbai. I met small work in movie industry like preparing tea. but still money was less. I found Rajani madam, she was pregnant. I asked her for any job, but she was not confident about any men. so she asked me to be her slave if I will work for her. she was strong, beautiful and ride bike. so I agreed. I wanted money too.
Rajani treated RajuKaka as slave for few days as she did not have confident till date. So RajuKaka writes
in his diary:



"I am here to serve you, my lady."

I kneel before you, gazing first at your stern but gentle face, then your full breasts peeking out from
behind the two halves of the black gown you wear, then down further to that most private place
between your thighs.

I feel the riding crop you hold touch the base of my chin, lifting up my head so that I look at you again.

"Get on your hands and knees."

"Yes, my lady."

I do as you bid, and you run the tip of the riding crop down my back, sliding through the crack of my ass,
then gently cradle my balls with it. You give a sharp, but not painful slap across my buttocks with the
crop. I bite my lower lip.

"If you do not obey, it will be harder, do you understand?"

"Of course, my lady."

"All right. Lie on your back."

I lie down on the warm carpet, feel its softness against my back. You remove your gown, straddle me. I
look up at you, sensing the powerfulness of your presence, the control I have given to you over my
actions. You move forward, then crouch down so that your cunt is only inches from my face.

"Lick me," you order.


I lift my head, put out my tongue and begin to run it slowly back and forth along your labia. You smell
sweet, you taste delicious, of raspberry wine. You sigh as you feel my tongue sliding around the folds,
finding hidden crevices, thrusting up into the deepness of your cunt, then curling around the tiny bud of
your clitoris.

"Use your hands, too."

I lift my hand, slide two fingers up into the depths of your sex, feeling the slipperiness, the wetness, and
as my tongue laves your clitoris, I begin to thrust my fingers in and out. We continue like that for several
long moments as you enjoy the warm sensations spreading through your body.

I glance up for a moment, see your breasts hanging above my eyes. I reach up with my other hand, begin
to squeeze first one, then the other, rubbing and pinching the nipples between my finger and thumb,
feeling them harden.

"Enough there," you say sharply, rising, turning around and straddling me in the opposite direction. You
lower your buttocks to me again, squatting above me, the beauty and deliciousness of your nether
regions open to my gaze and touch. "Continue."

I lick again at your cunt, tasting its nectar-like wetness, then flick my tongue up and encircle the rosebud
of your ass, twisting my tongue and stabbing it into the tiny hole. You moan, and I feel you grasp my
cock with your hand and begin to stroke its length. It loves the feel of your tightening fingers and it
begins to harden, its length increasing, its shaft pulsing with desire.

"Enough."

You let go of me, and rise to your feet, standing away from me.

"Get on your hands and knees again."

I do so, seeing you from the corner of my eye strap something around your waist. Then you straddle my
legs behind me. I feel your finger smearing my ass with a cool liquid.

"Do you like that , slave?"

"Yes, my lady." And I do, it feels sensuous.

Then I feel your finger penetrating my bum slowly, widening it.

"Do you like that, slave?"

I moan at the tingling sensations of your finger thrusting in and out and I gasp out, "Yes, my lady."

Your finger leaves me. Then I feel something larger push against my hole, feel the pressure as you slowly
insert the dildo strapped around your waist. The slipperiness of the lubrication makes its entry easier
and I feel the strong pressure as its wideness enters my rectum. I groan and feel my cock getting harder.

Then, as you begin to pump the rubber cock in and out of my ass, you reach beneath me and grasp my
thick member, your fingers encircling the shaft, your hand beginning to pump in an alternate rhythm to
that which is shoving into my bum.

I groan with the build-up of my inner sensations.

"Don't cum until I tell you, slave."

"Uhhn--"I can only gasp out. "I'm almost there already."

"I want your cum, slave. No one, nothing else can have it. It's mine, do you understand?" This while you
thump into my ass and yank on my cock.

"Yes, my lady." I feel the suddenly rush deep within my bowels.

"My lady---I'm beginning to cum!!" I cry out.

I feel the dildo suddenly pop out of my ass, feel the aching left behind and the sensation of its presence
still there. You release my cock, push me over onto my back and the cumming sensation subsides for
just a moment. For you grab my throbbing shaft anew, cover its tip with your mouth and rub the hard
column vigourously. At the same time, you slide a finger into my ass and begin to thrust in and out.

Now the sensations within me are too much. I cry out aloud, feel the gushing from the depths of my
bowels, then my hips buck up into the air, thrusting my cock deep into your mouth as my hot jism
spouts into your throat. You pull off me, strings of my cum dangling from your lips to my cock and I
continue spurting onto your face and neck and breasts as you finish pumping my cock in steady, firm
movements.

I moan softly as you release my sex and slip your finger from my ass.

I glance at you, my white sperm splattered across your body.

"Did I please you, my lady?"

"Yes," you say with a smile. "Very much so."

"What else may I do to pleasure you, my lady?" I inquire.

[ashishrajan]

She found you there, tied over the desk, stained face betraying your recent history. A pair of satin
panties formed a delicate puddle around the knot connecting your stocking'd ankles. None of your
"companions" had bothered to undress you more interested, no doubt, in taking advantage and likely
entranced by the lascivious sight of a bare bottom beneath your flipped up, tartan, pleated skirt and
your white cotton bra peeking through the torn blouse.

Judging from the streams of viscous liquid flowing from your pussy, and dripping with metronomic
regularity from your balls to the floor, every man in the building had taken a turn: the dried splatter
pattern covering the beatific expression on your painted face evidence of your willing participation.

Yet still, they had left you there, bound to her desk, to be found by her upon her return from lunch. It
was as if they understood her role in your descent; as if they knew that she would glory in the sight of
you there: Degraded, spread-eagled, abused and abandoned. And she did.

When she entered the shocked expression quickly changed to one of interest. Delicately she stepped
from her flats into her office heels, hung her jacket upon the coat hanger and placed her take away
coffee cup carefully on the coffee table before sitting on her swivel chair with a impish grin on her
beautiful face.


She circled the desk to view you from each angle, careful not to disturb the scene, as if to preserve it for
her forensic examination at some later date. Finally, satisfied that she had seen everything, she donned
a pair of latex gloves, taken from her bottom drawer and, approaching you from out of your sightline,
parted your bottom cheeks with a satisfied smile as she viewed the ruination within.

Her fingers entered you easily, your muscles had yet to recover, and after a few minutes in which she
continued to invade you unceremoniously she scooped up a handful of the creamy mess that had
invaded you earlier.

There was a swagger in her step as she moved from your ass, her heels clicking on the parquet floor, as
she came around to where you could see her, directly in front of your face. She unzipped her fly with her
free hand, dropped her pants to the ground and revealed a massive strap-on which she proceeded to
lather with the cum on her gloved hand.

In your dreaming head you heard the snap as she removed the latex gloves, felt her grasp your hair
roughly to raise your face from the warm patch of leather desktop that had cradled your cheek and pull
you forward to press the cold, wet, bulbous head against your lips.

Your mouth struggled to accommodate her girth and length, tired as it was from multiple, previous
assaults but she persisted, staring down into your eyes as she mercilessly fucked your mouth with her
cum-covered cock.

This was no erotic moment. This was an assault. This was how she was reclaiming you from those many,
faceless men who had taken her toy, abused it, broken it, and left it, without apology, for her to find.
You knew now that none of them were safe; that she would hunt them down one by one and do unto
them what she was now doing to you.

They had taken your innocence from you and you, in your excitement and joy at being pursued by them,
had acceded to their every wish. In your wildest moments you had never even considered how this
betrayal would make her feel. You forgot how special you were to her.

You were no longer special. Now you were just an available piece of ass that she would use and cast
aside. She would begin again with someone new.

And for the first time that day you felt ashamed; ashamed of your submissiveness that had so enabled
your colleagues in their welcomed assault, ashamed of your post-coital condition, ashamed at the way
she must see you now, no longer hers alone but of anyone with a cock who cared to have you.

You knew this display of her dominance was catharsis for her, knew she would also purge her feelings in
your other hole as if, by taking you like this, she could reclaim you and rescue you from yourself even
though she knew it would be futile. She was no longer in control; would never be again.

Nobody controlled you now, nobody and everyone. And as she plunged deep inside your ravaged
rectum you moaned as she collapsed on top of your prone body and your hard little clit finally convulsed
its treasure against your smooth stomach.

[ashishrajan]

Now Nikhil was confirmed what is happenning in his home. but he wanted to see the proof.
At nikhil’s house Rajani arrived late night, it is normal, only Raju Kaka waits for her earlier.
This time Nikhil was there too, he has helped Raju Kaka in making delicious foods. Rajani was
happy to see them both at dining table. Both served her food, she was happy to see her son
changing.

After food Rajani lifted Nikhil to bedroom,” it has been a long time I have seen you sleep, I think
I miss my motherhood. Do you mind if we spend quality time as mother and son. I think I will
take 1 year leave from shooting, my next movie will be a quality one, it has time. Why not we go
for a bike ride around country, we will see new places.”
Raju Kaka looked sad, Nikhil could feel, but he wanted to spend quality time he missed. So he
agreed, Raju Kaka eyes was teary.
Rajani scolded Raju Kaka,” do not you have any courtesy, you are a servant, what are you doing
standing here, go pack my and my son’s bag, from early morning we will go for new exploration.
Till then you will go to your village and we will be in contact of each other. Now do not stand
like a log and do your work.”
Nikhil acted like to sleep, he will also miss Sonia. Raju Kaka after 20 minutes said everything is
arranged in 2 backpacks for mountaineering.Rajani watched Nikhil sleep. She carefully walked
to Raju Kaka’s small home outside the bunglow, a small lantern was glowing, Nikhil followed
his mother, Rajani entered Raju Kaka’s room, he was wearing bridal ghaghra choli, he was
crying heavily repeatedly touching his mangalsutra and sindur. Rajani gave a tight hug and
consoled him,” I am with you long time, now you must understand I never spent time with my
son, when he will marry, it will be soon, he will leave this house, then you are with me.”

Raju Kaka,” I know, but do not send me to my village, let me stay here.”
Rajani,” you know your mother has sold me to you at price of 5 crore rupees, you must thank
your mother to get you in my life. Now you will have option to serve you. She called me , she
wants to see you in saree, she has kept saree for you. She is old now. She needs you, her son that
is you. But one thing I do not want to get this dry night.”
Raju Kaka smiled and get to bed, Rajani from trunk withdrew a large metal dilido, she fucked
rajukaka’s ass in different position for 4 hours till it bled, then Raju Kaka sucked her pussy for 3
hours till his mouth bled. He was tired.Rajani blew cigarette smoke on air, RajuKaka’s teary face
was on her belly sleeping being tired.
Nikhil called Sonia telling about his journey plan with Rajani. Sonia also told that she will focus
on studies and get to IIT for him. Nikhil was having wonderful journey sitting behind his
mother’s motorcycle. Rajani explored Yoga, meditation, mountaineering, adventure sports,
swimming in sea lakes river, jungle trekking. Nikhil was learning culinary styles, dances
folklores of different region. He was in frequent touch with Sonia, sending him his pictures.
Rajani was in touch of Raju Kaka, Raju Kaka now serving his ailing mother wearing saree, he is
like daughter of his mother.
Rajani and Nikhil were now more closer, Nikhil opned relationship between Rajani and Raju
Kaka. He said he is happy for his mother. Rajani cried and said Raju kaka is like her wife, she
purchased him from his mother when they were in need for money. Nikhil also disclosed his love
for wearing female clothes specially saree, ghaghra choli and he will be wife to Sonia. On their
journey rajani purchased different types of local saree, ghaghra choli and tribal clothes, he
purchased them.
Nikhil,” Mom why do not you wear saree. I love you in saree.”
Rajani,” No Beta, saree is for soft person like you, Rajukaka. You have seen my movies, if I
wear saree it will be a huge hue and cry in media. Look I inspire many women to go forward, so
all my movies are where I take lead role, male actors are just for mere support. If I wear saree in
movie they will take lead as I can not fight, ride so i wear salwar atleast, I am inspiration to many
women, my image will be tarnished, but you look stuning in saree.”

Nikhil,” Thanks Maa, you are sweetest and strongest in world for me, just take me in your bike, I
will love you always.”
Rajani,” i am proud of you my son, you will be a great househusband, atlast you have to leave
my house and stay at your wife’s house, looking after her and your in laws. You are a good heart
and I know you will serve them heartless. You will be best househusband a girl will get”
Nikhil touched his mother’s feet to get blessed, he said,” Maa get me strength to serve love my
family till eternity.”
Rajani lovingly placed her palm on his head which was on her feet said,” Beta, your mangalsutra
and sindoor will be strong enough to survive in this world.”

[Daredevil320]

Outstanding

[ashishrajan]

Time is running, Kishor is changing. Kishor wears only saree at home; Kishor never wears bra
while at home; Kishor's figure is short, sexy, right size breasts and correct size ass. His color is
white and texture of the skin is amazing; he's actually around 50 years old but his body doesn't
show the age. His hair is pure black and he doesn't dye her hair at all..

His breasts are not exactly straight or tight. It's a little saggy to give a good feeling to hands.
Bhavna likes the breasts a bit saggy. They are also now so big to hold; they are perfect size to
hold and pull the nipple using thumb and forefinger. His nipples are black as most Indian
women's nipples are black which are sexy by the way. The mangal sutra adds a sexiness to the
breasts. The fact that he's married and somebody else's wife, a woman’s wife .
Now they seemed to be getting bigger and he stopped wearing bras under his blouse. One night
Bhavna was reading some math books in bed, Kishor after cleaning kitchen came to bedroom, he
was drying his hair, his saree slipped from his blouse. Bhavna looked it sharply, definitely
Kishor’s figure have changed, the house work, evening walk has reduced his belly but still pulp,
more his breasts are larger than her own, it overpowering blouse. Kishor was not wearing any
bra.
Bhavna,” you are looking sexy now, Amazing bhabhi next door, you look like that actress Sona
Heiden, you are not wearing any bra, you are envy to any girl and dream to any boy. Now even
both men women will die to get piece of your body.”
Kishor,” so after long time you could notice me, my bras are very tight to me, what will I do, you
never get free time.”
Bhavna pulled Kishor to bed, removed his blouse, kneading his breasts by her hands said,” do
not worry this Sunday I Sonia and you will go for bra shopping, will it be nice that father mother
daughter has individual bra and alltogether shopping for their own bra.”
Bhavna’s palm grabbed handful meat from thighs of Kishor.
Bhavna,” today we will have different type sex, I will show you how to make good use of your
breasts.”

Saying Bhavna lowered her kurta to just thigh exposing her hairy pussy, she inserted nipple of
Kishor inside her pussy, then grabbing his breasts she inserted it into her pussy, it was different
than traditional penis sex, breast is soft, nipple can rub anywhere in pussy, breast is wide so
thrust was more. Bhavna was getting mad, she humped up and down with heavy force, in such
sensation she cummed hard on her husband’s breasts like flowing streams.She sat on Kishor’s
breast composing herself. She could see Kishor’s penis sprang up. She slowly moved her hips to
face of her husband and downed to Kishor’s lips engulfing her mounds, she applied slight
pressure so Kishor can not free himself, Kishor did not want to get free too. His tongue did what
it is acuumosted to.Bhavna took whole 5 inch straight man rod in her mouth, her one finger
penetrated to man gspot inside anus. Now both couple gagged to pleasure each other. They cum
in eachother’s mouth. Bhavna kissed Kishor mixing both lover’s cum and she took all in mouth,
then she poured all juice from her mouth to Kishor’s breast.
Bhavna,” do not move, it is mixture of our cum juice, do not drop any , just lay as you are, I am
coming in 1 minute.”

Bhavna stood lifted her kurta and ran to kitchen, in 1 minute she came with two loaf of
breads.Kishor was thinking what will Bhavna do.Bhavna put two breads on Kishor’s breasts,
making hole in it so Kishor’s nipple popping out from breasts. Bhavna sucked Kishor’s nipples,
her saliva dropping to breads. Breads already soaked cummixed by Bhavna earlier put on his
breasts. When his breasts are dry, Bhavna took pieces of it by biting Kishor’s breasts, she
chewed and kissed Kishor to feed some part of bread and swallowing rest. She continued till all
bread is over. Then Bhavna returned to her study, Kishor stood in front of mirror looking at
himself, his breasts are all bite marks and saliva of Bhavna his beloved dear wife. It was giving
slight pain sensation but loving one. He cupped both his breasts and said to himself new bra is
must for him. He went to bathroom clean himself, wore his saree blouse petticoat, adjusted
sindoor and started massaging feet of Bhavna who was now focused on study. In 30 minutes
Bhavna put off light, and dragged Kishor near to her and slept hugging him.
Next morning Kishor would have been wake up, busy in kitchen. But he was sleeping. Bhavna
saw some blue marks on his breast, so she knew Kishor could not bear her up down load during
intercourse by using Kishor’s breasts as tools to penetrate her. Bhavna asked Sonia to continue
her studies by herself. She called her college asking for leave for 3 days and she will compensate
by extra classes. Bhavna picked Kishor to a mat, she prepared aromjatic hot oil and gave body to
body massage to Kishor, then gave him a nice bath. Bhavna cleaned swept houses, did utensils.
She prepared food for all, she fed to Kishor. In afternoon Kishor’s bruise was gone, he was as
cheerful as before. In evening both husband wife cooked meal and spent in talking.

Kishor,” actually it is not like for your past night sexual activity, my breats are lightly remaining
sore for hanging long time. I need more bra for it.”
Sonia also came to kitchen,” Mom, I need money, my bra are quite tight for me, I need new.”
Bhavna,” I need to change my old bra too, this Sunday we are definitely going for bra shopping.”
Kishor called his two friends that he is going for bra shopping. Bhavna next day went to college,
she discussed about her colleagues, they said a new lingerie and female apparel store newly
opened, it is exclusive collection from all world wide brands, costly starting from 20thousand
rupees per lingerie, it has 3 section for female bikers, they are giving 70% off for female bikers
and female gangs, yankies.
Sunday Kishor was ready wearing saree, he sat behind bullet of Bhavna, Sonia rode solo yamah
rx100. On road they met with colleagues of Bhavna, they were riding solo, all were in salwar,
soon Kishor’s two friends with their wives also joined the group. They were riding in formation
of a line in busy road, soon after city ended they covered the whole road like they are queen of
this road, why not. On road one man was riding scooty, he could not see women riding bikes as
normal, his male ego hurt, so to save his pride he chased to women riders. Women riding solo
were ahead of couples, Sonia was in between, the women did many stunts like riding in single
wheel, dancing on running motorcycle, standing on runing motorcycle, they formed a triangle
holding each other hands. But Kishor and his two friends were 1 km behind the single bikr
women gang, Sonia was in their visual range, their bike was near speed of 50km/hr, so the man
in scooty reached at them and started passing flithy comments about women, he said women
must stay at home take care of families, they should not ride bikes, again more abusing words.
This time he said the women have not met real man in their lives, they need cock to suck so they
must be obedient, women never saw cock, so behaving like sluts and instead of searching for
cock in streets like whores women should suck his cock and accept him as their master. Sonia
could hear it, as he was talking so loud. The three couples ignored his words as they did not want
any commotion in road. Sonia did a sharp U turn on her bike and intercepted the man riding
scooty.

Sonia,” hey I am a girl, I ride bike, I will eagerly explore your cock, right now here.”
Bhavna,” Sonia what are you speaking, ignore him.”
Sonia walked slowly to Bhavna and said slowly,” If he had talk to me like that I have forgiven,
but he talked trash to you , my mom. How can I tolerate, besides if we leave him alone he will
spread his message and start doing moral policing to other women. Who is he to decide what
should I wear. Where should women go, women shoild ride bike or not. Let me teach this scum
asshole some lesson, so in future no man will dare to stop woman riding bike.”
Bhavna,” you are right, sensible, I leave this matter to you, handle.”
Sonia looked at asshole man with a smile, walking sexily she went near to him and said ,” Look I
am a whore for your cock, it is not right that I suck your cock here on road, there is a ground
nearby why not you enjoy me there.”

The man thought it is his golden chance, they rode to near field 200 metre away from main road,
no one was nearby. The other women who were riding solo also stopped after some time, they
looked back, seeing no one was coming they returned back to see that Bhavna , her daughter and
other 2 women riding bike along with a man in scooty to a field. Sonia asked others to stay
surrounding the field.Bhavna asked three men in saree to stay away from them , so men went to
nearby tree shade talking about their day to day lives. Kishor was confident about Bhavna she
can handle everything.
Then Sonia lay down the gauntlet. "Why don't we fight for woman you teased. You and me. Boy
vs girl. May the better girl win. I would love to beat you up and humiliate you in front of these
women. Judging by the lump in your pants I think you want me to dominate and humiliate you
too. C'mon. Are you man enough or are you afraid of getting beaten up by a girl?Show me how
much of a man you are."
Her fingers snaked their way into man’s pants and found his throbbing boner. She clasped her
hand around it before gently tugging it up and down. "But we all know that you're not enough
of a man to get a girl like me. You like to be dominated like I'm dominating you now. I want to
watch her beat you up and make you cry like a baby begging for mercy. She's gonna make you
her bitch! Her cunt licking bitch!"

Blast after blast of rich creamy shame coated his drawers and her fingers. The bad news is that
he came in his pants just listening to her describing his impending doom. Turns out this was
more bad news than good for scum man.

"Did you just cum in your panties you faggot? You're a disgrace to men everywhere! You
deserve every single thing that Sonia is going to do to you and I can't wait to watch!"

She backed up and fired a quick punch which struck the side of his face. It didn't really hurt. It
was just annoying. The Man continued bearing down on Sonia when she popped him with a left
right combo to his face.Then she danced away. She was giggling as if she was toying with him.
Turns out she was.

The Man lunged at the sexy little temptress but she side stepped and hammered him with
another combo striking both his face and body. Then she stepped towards him and wound up for
a big punch. The Man jumped away covering his face and they just laughed at him.


"Are you afraid of me? Scared of getting beaten up by a little girl. Don't lie to me. You like it.
Still got that silly boner." Bhavna laughed and pointed at his little soldier. She urged Sonia to "go
and kick that pussy's ass." She didn't need to wait long. Sonia started dancing like Muhammad
Ali with her hands at her sides occasionally flicking out jabs from both hands which came
quicker than The Man could react. The Man found myself backpedaling trying to avoid her
lightning quick fists. She wasn't hitting him hard, but she was slowly and methodically taking
him apart. Just when The Man expected her to punch him in the stomach, she would
surprise him and rap him on the nose. My hopes were dashed and The Man was getting
very discouraged.

Sonia kept laughing at him and rubbing it in. "I knew you weren't a man. You're just a little boy
getting beaten up by a girl. Hit me you faggot! Or are you afraid. I like beating you up in front
of your dreamgirl!"
Both looked like a Merry go round. The Man was backpedaling in circles and she was
stalking him occasionally striking without warning. The Man could taste blood in his
mouth and The Man was just trying to survive. After a couple dozen unreturned
punches The Man began to whimper and moan. A few more punches and she was going to
make him cry. Bhavna was really excited as she announced "beat him up Sonia. He's
going to start crying soon. Make him cry like a baby for him. Teach him a lesson in female
power."

It only took 3 more punches. Sonia had him backed into the corner. She wound up
to crush his belly so The Man pulled in his elbows and waited for contact. She was
faking it and hammered him with three straight right hand punches to the nose.
The Man heard the crack and felt the blood begin to flow. The Man sank to his knees
covering his face and started to cry. Bhavna screamed Ding Ding Ding signifying the
end of round 1.
Sonia said "you are going to have to do a lot better than that if you really want to fuck any
woman. But I don't think you are really man enough for me. You just want to get beaten up
and humiliated for my pleasure. I am gonna make you my bitch. My cunt licking bitch. Then I
am going to make you worship me too. That's all your gonna get but that's all you deserve.
Sonia's going to really hurt you now and I am so excited that I might cum watching knock you
out!"
Punch after punch after punch. She hammered him at will. These punches were much harder than
they were in the first round. She had been holding back. But now she was beating the self esteem
and masculinity out of him. After 10 seconds The Man was screaming and crying like a baby.
By 15 seconds The Man was yelling "I give up, you win. Please stop hurting me." She secured
his arms with her legs and told him that she was going to knock him out now. She hammered
him with left right left right left right as The Man screamed no no no more please.

The Man was unconscious for several moments. She was sitting on him again smiling. She
asked if The Man had a nice nap. His face was a mass of pain and The Man started crying
again as The Man realized that his punishment was just beginning.
Sonia shimmied forward until all that The Man could see was this big black bush. The Man had
never seen anything like it before as most of the girls The Man had were shaved bare or almost
bare. Sonia on the other hand had a thick black triangle of hair covering her lower torso and
hiding her cunt. It was scary. And then it ate him. Sonia jammed his face deep inside her hairy
inferno and told him eat her out. She told him that The Man better do a good job or else she
would really make him sorry. She screamed obscenities as she ground her burning core down his
throat. The Man was soon rewarded with the heady aroma and pungent flavor of juicy girl cum.

Next thing The Man knew he was flat on his back again with those black haired gates of heaven
in his face. As The Man began lapping her cuntal offerings like a thirsty kitten The Man felt
Sonia grab his ankles and lift. The next thing The Man felt changed his life forever.

Sonia was sporting her fist and with a single violent thrust she buried it deep inside his bowels.
The Man can't explain the pain, agony, and humiliation The Man felt as Sonia fucked him like a
two rupee whore. As badly as it felt she was abusing his prostate. It hurt so bad but she was
going to make him cum again and cum like The Man never came before. The Man was
screaming no no no while she screamed yes yes yes! The Man couldn't stop it and The Man was
about to explode with Sonia's fist in his ass. She pulled back and paused before
ramming it all the way in to the hilt. The Man came like a sailor who had just spent
a month at sea. Rope after dancing rope of white creamy semen leapt from his
cock all over Bhavna's back. It was all too much for him and The Man passed out again
from sheer exhaustion.
Sonia forced the man to lick her fist clean, she was satisfied, she gave the man his scooty keys
and told sternly to leave this place in 2 minutes and never disrespect any woman, she is tolerating
does not mean she is weak helpless, passivity is not synonym to weakling.


The man picked his scooty key and tried to limping with his bruised body to his scooty. Bhavna
could see pathetic condition of the man, she knew he can not ride. So she opened her medical
box and did bandage to bruises. The man felt sorry for his rude remarks, he was crying.

All women applaused Sonia and praised for her action. Sonia was now cool, she thought what
was she doing, she started crying. Bhavna consoled her,” why are you crying.”

Sonia,” I made a sin, I have lost my purity sanctity. My hands cummed a man I did not love or
know. It was meant for pleasure to Nikhil. Before marriage it touched sexually to a man. What
will I do, I must destroy my arms. Now I am not faithful to Nikhil, I am his love, I was blind in
anger. He sucked my pussy which was only Nikhil’s property”

Bhavna,” do not worry, it happens, does this man touched you, your body belongs to Nikhil. He
is a good man, he understands, your feeling for him is important, you did in anger. You
understood the mistake in anger, thats why we told you to ignore him. If I have fought him I
would have done same as you did, think in front of your father how much shock he would have
got. You are pure and nice soul. Now get a smile, I wil talk to Nikhil.”

Bhavna to the man,” look we ride bike, roam, but do you see us wearing any revealing clothes,
talking rude. All of here are married, most have children, in laws. We do our duty so our family
have faith that we will never do any wrong, they gave us freedom to ride motorcycle freely. We
are women, loving mother sister , caring daughter, for you scums we are Destroyer Durga Maa.
Now you may leave.”
The man fell at all women’s feet, he was feeling better and he picked his scooty and left. The
women returned to their bikes. Bhavna picked her man, so did other two.

Kishor asked is everything okay, Bhavna smiled yes situation under control.

Bhavna to Sonia,” by the way you are in emotion, who is Nikhil, from when you are in love with
him, does he know, his families.”

Sonia,” he is Rajani aunty’s son, he also loves me, from 1
st
meeting to icecream parlour we were
in love, I do not know whether aunty knows, but we promised each other I will get to IIT and he
will be a good boy. I am now studying hard.”

Kishor,” looks our daughter is growing to be a fine woman like her mother.”

Bhavna,” no ,she is ours best and she is better than me.”

[ashishrajan]

Kishor,” Bhavna yesterday we did not do any grocery shopping, we need it anyway, please be
hurry na, you have to go to college today , you know.”

Bhavna,” ok, we will both go, you will purchase vegetables, I will grocery, it will be fast and we
can return quickly , you can cook too.”


Kishor,” yes, good idea...”
Bhavna,” ok, let me change to salwar.”

Kishor,” do not be a pussy, you look fine in jeans, just wear salwar over it, I am fetching bag.”
Bhavna just put salwar over her torso and went to her RX100 bike, Kishor came running, holding
her tightly sat behind and said to hurry. The market is usual assembly place for women, they
purchase what they deem it good cost effective for their family, men consider it bland and boring
and 99 percent men have no idea what it takes to run a family in budget. In 15 minutes both
purchased , when both reached at bike, one old lady with bags of vegetables met them, she was
wearing jeans and tight half sleeve tshirt exposing her fleshy belly.
Lady,” actually you may not recognize me, but I recognize you, you are couple that did fashion
show in yesterday’s shopping mall, I was present there. It was very good. If you both have time
can I talk to you for 5 minutes, I am lucky to get you here.”

Bhavna looked at Kishor, Kishor nodded.
Bhavna,” yes, we have time.”

Lady,” actually I am widow for 15 years, my daughter is married and staying at USA, she has a
daughter who is 14. I am alone and at old age, I asked my daughter to send my grand daughter to
India, so she can stay with me and learn many things about India. I want her to stay with me.
Many times i called her for her coming of age ceremony. She is not willing to come saying in
India girls have no freedom, frequent bang, bigotry remarks against girls mostly she can not
enjoy here. But you saw yesterday how many women were there, in market here women are free.
I agree there is some exception but it is few. I want to show her that women in India are free like
western nations. She is coming tomorrow, she is staying for 4 weeks, I have come here for
marketing for her only. Thankfully you guys met here. If you can come for her coming of age
ceremony she can learn a more from you.”


Bhavna,” yes, my pleasure, by the way we will be happy to solve your problem, we are busy now
I have to go to work, we can talk to you in evening, just get me your number”

Lady,” yeah sure.” She opened her purse gave her business card to Bhavna. Lady waived them
good bye, started her motorcycle and rode to her home.

Bhavna saw the card, it is Meera K V, MD CEO of Meera pharmaceuticals company, she is
staying outside of city in large palace Bhavna knew it, the pharma company though not big one
but doing good business in cosmetics products. Bhavna kept it inside her bra and drove her bike
to home. Kishor was busy in kitchen, Bhavna helped him equally in kitchen.

Kishor,” take a bath , get ready and I will prepare your tiffin.”

This time tiffin was they purchased yesterday, while Bhavna was bathing Kishor went inside
bathroom and asked Bhavna to give him a handjob, Kishor collected his cums and placed in
tiffin, including other eatery items. He left a small note,” for my dear sexy wife, I want you leave
some food for me in evening, but I want you clean my white man chutney from container, I
know it is so tasty that you will lick it clean, food is mixture of love from your man’s heart and
body.”

Kishor said good bye to Bhavna, Bhavna kissed Kishor’s nipples over blouse to say good bye.
In evening she returned, she said,” the food was realy so tasty that she licked it all, specially that
white chutney sticky hot warm salty yet super delicious.”

Bhavna,” I have thought of Meera madam, why not we suggest they arrange a party where we 3
men will organize everything as women, I have many ideas like you 3 men will cook, dance
while we women girl enjoy. I will be savvy there, I will wear tight jeans and bra body fitting
only in the party, and you something feminine cool stuff there. I will decide what you will wear.
I have discussed with Meera Madam, she agreed.”

2 days later Bhavna in jeans salwar and Kishor in saree went to Meera’s bunglow, it is a large
one, just entering the bunglow, Bhavna removed her salwar, she is now riding bike in bra and
jeans, from gate to bunglow is 400 metre. Bhavna saw few bikes outside 9 to 10. She knew the
other guests have arrived. The other guests were all single women wearing jeans and salwar over
it, they are all above 60 years old. In few minutes Kishor’s two friends with their wives arrived.
They were greeted by other women. Kishor and his two friends went to a room, to prepare for the
night, they had purchased traditional ghaghra choli backless, they put on ornaments, and clothes.
Then they prepared puja thali and came outside, there was a space decorated for ceremony.
Meera’s grand daughter was sitting in centre with a sad face, soon other women surounded her,
they were now in jeans and bra.

The three men in ghaghra choli with puja thali did puja to the girl sitting in chair. They did her
aalti, touched her feet, sang songs to praise her, then they took thalis containing blouse piece,
yelow thread, bangles and placed at feet of the girl. The girl was requested to touch these with
her feet. Then men cleaned girl’s feet and painted with aalta. Girl was feeling bizarre what type
of ceremony this is, she was thinking once it over she will fly to USA next morning. Men left
with thali into room and returned wearing yellow thread, bangles and blouse touched by girl’s
feet.

They did again Aaalti of girl and said ceremony is over. Soon the men in blouse and ghaghra
served women food including the girl, she somewhat liked taste of food. Soon music started
bolywood songs like chamma chamma, bole chudiya bole kangana, sheela ki jawani, muni
badnam like these. The 3 men started to dance to the song, some women joined them too, but no
sexual touching fun one, finally the girl danced with three men in blouse ghaghra not knowing
they are real men, she some how eased but not much.

Finally Meera announced welcoming her granddaughter Pratyusha. She also introduced her with
each one present there. Pratyusha’s eyes remained wide when she knew that those three who
worshipped you are three men husbands of three women, they are married, she could never
believe it.

Meera,” my dear grand daughter, I wanted to show you how rich is indian heritege, here girls are
worshipped, from mythology Durga Kali Laxmi worshiped by Gods even by their husbands.
Great queens like chenamma, rudramadevi, laxmi bai, raziya, bhamadevi lead wars, civilizations.
Today it was your coming of age ceremony means your attending puberty, it shows that when a
girl attends puberty she is independent woman, she can choice her will exercise, she is free.
Today you are incarnated as Goddess, so these men worshipped you to keep them suhagan
always and keep their wives life longer than them with happy life. This is Indian culture, who
say it does not respect girls, it worships girls.”

Pratyusha was now becoming excited,” can I have more dance with these men.”

Meera,” yes, you are Goddess today, you can, but their body soul belongs to their wives.”
She danced with Kishor and his two friends with bollywood song beats, she removed her tshirt
jeans now in bra and panty, comfortable.
Then Kishor and two men left inside to bunglow. Now gift time, Meera gave her grand daughter
a brand new Ducatti bike and Buggati veyron car. Pratyusha was like in heaven, soon other
women gave gifts like gun, biker gears, costly shoes ornaments.

Now the women poured shampene over Pratyusha and themselves and danced.
Meera,” in village today celebrating women drink toddy and get high, then hunt begins. You
know it is sexual escapade for new girl, she can chose any boy or man aged above 18 married or
unmarried for sex as per own choice.”

Pratyusha,” I wish I was in village, banging a hunk strong male’s ass with a large strapon while
she whimpers beneath me, it is such a power, omg I think I am horny now.”

Then one lady said then wait for 30 minutes, you will get your fantasy fulfilled. So she
announced she will go for raid. Bhavna and Kishor excused themselves to return to their home,
so Kishor’s 2 friends did with their wives. With many requests they denied. But group said they
will accompany them on road. The group wore black jeans with black bra black jacket and
goggles with gloves and large heel shoes, they started riding their bikes, keeping their jacket
unbuttoned. For 5 km they rode then they arrived near a gym.

Kishor,” I want to see what they are going to do here. We have time correct.”

Bhavna,” yes, I think it will be something sexually exciting.”

The biker women kept bike like some rowdies, they were walking like some gang, their walk
was confident, eyes show their strength even most ladies were aged more than sixty. There were
6 hunks doing exercise. The women group stood at gym door watching these men exercise, their
sweats all over body, they were exercising wearing g string brief.

Meera,” Pratyusha, whom you want to fuck.”
Pratyusha,” that man with nice abs torso.”
Women laughed, the men doing exercise stopped. The man Pratyusha pointed came forward,”
what do you want, who are you, if you want to exercise women’s exercise time is different and
the gym which offers is 1 km away from it.”
Pratyusha opened her jeans zip, tightened her panty strings, a 9 inch black strapon pointed out
from her jeans.
Man feared,” what is it.”
Women laughed, Pratyusha,” do not be a wimpy man, your ass belongs to me, It is my coming of
age ceremony, so you are here.”
Before Man could sense anything Pratyusha gave him a gentle push to near squatting machine,
she removed man’s g string underwear, with no time she pushed her strapon dep inside his ass,
man cried a sharp noise, but he can not do anything, a muscular man being subjugated by a girl
half of his age, size. The girl started humping spped fast, she was now moaning, the hunk could
not apply any force, he was bangd anally by a girl with her black strapon, his all force vanished.
His other friends came running but women stopped them.
Meera,” honey we are here for you, do you think we are here to watch.”
She opened her zip of jeans and showed them her strapon, she twisted hand of one guy, bending
him over to one railing she started to fuck guy’s ass with much speed. Soon other women started
fucking rest bodybuilder’s asses.
Bhavna was excited,” Kishor I want you to suck my pussy, it is so exciting to see a orgy where
group of mature women banging young men’s ass who appear to be strong.”
Kishor,” you have used fingers inside my ass, it felt good, now why not wetry like this, new
one.”

Bhavna,” Good idea, but now I want you to be on your knees and talk to my pussy.”
Bhavna dropped her jeans and Kishor was kneeling and his mouth knew what it is best at,
pleasuring his wife. In 15 minutes women were satisfied, they turned their men into yoga mat
and did facesitting rubbing their pussies on their face.
Pratyusha,” grand ma, it is best coming of age ceremony, in USA this never occurs, India is so
advanced, did you hire these guys.”
Meera laughed ,” Hire, no, it is pure bang I enjoy. Look I have told you we women in India are
incarnation of Goddess, so we are superior in power strength mind comparing to these weak man
who appear to be strong. They know they could not harm you because we are here. It happened
1
st
time when I came for gymming, these scums commented me to use my time in worshipping
and doing Teertha Yatra, it got me in anger, me and my friends gave a strength test to them, we
did double what they lifted. Soon they agreed to obey me, sometimes they raise voice but such
fucking keep them in line. I will show you.”
Meera lifted her man in arms carrying to bench, he lied on bench, Meera sat on his face, he
started licking her pussy while she did inclined bench press of 400 kg, then dumbel curl of 150
kg in each hand. Now Meera was moaning while doing weight training, she was satisfied, she
sttod up, the man beneath her was bleeding slightly from his mouth.
Meera,” how many times I have told you never ever disobey me.”
The man,’ I was sorry, the guy your grand daughter is fucking is new guy, he joined yesterday.”
Pratyusha,” no grand ma, I enjoy fucking forcefully than mutual assent or submissive one.
Thanks Grand ma, I never knew you have such strength.”
Meera,” I am asking you repeatedly to come to India, you are my legacy, but you lost your some
enjoyment. I will train you in increasing strength.”
Pratyusha,” I promise I wil stay with you.”
Meera,” save some of your pleasure, do not get dry, we are in 1
st
gym, there are 9 more to cover,
yes we women conquered all gyms in 10 km radius, as you are Goddess todaym you should fuck
in each gym so they will be away from sins of masculinity, actually fake masculanity.”
Pratyusha,” grand ma I can not fuck , Iam nearly tired of cumming.”
Meera,” consider this is your 1
st
task for strength training, i fyou fail to fuck men in ass
vigorously and drench their face with your cum, then you are no good.”
Pratyusha,” come on grand ma, you are so savage, yet horny and good like angel.”
Meera,” do not pull you rstrapon back to your pant unless al fucking is done. We will ride
wearing this strapon, do not worry, it is India, far more modern than USA, here women are really
free.”

Pratyusha gave a sharp pleasure moan and ranting said,” yes, yes, i agree, India is best.
Yeaaahhhhhhh.”
Then women gang roamed in 9 more gyms they have conquered, banging hunk sexy musvular
men’s ass and face. After 10
th
gym Pratyusha could barely stand, she was sleeping, women slept
for some time, then rode to their home on their bikes. On way Pratyusha thanked Kishor
Bhavani and other two families for helping her enhance her knowledge about Indian culture. She
said Kishor has nice pair of breasts for a man, she wished she will get a husband like her. Kishor
laughed said,” you are just age of my daughter, she can be your good friend.”
Bhavna,” do you plan to join any college here, we have girls college, we can join you.”
Meera,” tomorrow we will go to your home, then we can join her with you.”
On road Pratyusha asked,” grand ma why did not you call my mother.”
Meera,” look your grandfather was househusband, I was busy in company. So your mother was
raised by him, he was ill, I could not take care of him and he died, you mother blamed me, that
was a terrible emotional crisis for me. Then I asked her to take over company, she denied, she
wanted to stay away from me, she went to USA, studied there, got settled and married. She still
blames me. She stopped talking to me.”

Pratyusha,” grand Ma actually Mom is sorry for her attitude to you, she is ashamed so she can
not talk to you directly. Actualy she sent me though it was not my choice. She took grandpa’s
favourite chest with her. There was his diary hidden, which she read last week. There grandpa
mentioned how after marriage he got ill and you are pregnant at that time, you took job and
looked after grandpa despite being pregnant. How you were busy in office, household chores, so
you purchased bike to easy commute. Then after delivery you worked more only sleeping 3 hour
a day, taking care of newborn, ill husband and office for money. Money was not enough,
grandpa needed medical treatment in 3 days, it was costly, how you starved to feed others.
Slowly grandpa’s health improved, he took over household chores, he knew he will die, but you
rlove kept him alive, he loved sitting behind your bike, those bike trips romantic nights, dinner
movies opend his life, it reduced his pain, gave him smile. Finally he died, then you found that
lack of medicine in initial phase was cause of increase of his disease, so you started pharma
company from scratch, so no other could suffer, mother did not get enough time, so she
misunderstood you. Now she is clear, one more thing mother was deceived by person he loved,
my parenst are now staying separate, my Mom wants to return.”

Meera stopped bike and held Pratyusha crying heavily, and called her daughter, from both side it
was long silence over phone and tears rolling down.
Meera said,” I want you to catch flight now and return to India, this much i will speak and just
come here. I will organize a grand divorce party for you and will lead you a new life.”
Then phone hung and both knew a new life will start, she knew visa processing wil take one
month.


Finally it is over. Kishor’s tongue was tired, so was Bhavna’s pussy, they anyhow reached home
and slept like log. Bhavna’s mouth engulfing Kishor’s nipples.
.Morning Kishor was busy in kitchen, he saw in window Meera and Pratyusha aproaching his
home on their motorcycles. Bhavna was with Sonia studying her. Kishor opened gate covering
his full face in pallu, he escorted them to study room. Meera said she is expert in biology, she is
stanford gold medalist. Meera and Bhavna talked about business career studies while Sonia and
Pratyyusha beacme friends quickly. Pratyusha acidentally spilled her last night bash, Sonia
smiled she said she has a lover now and she can not cheat on him, he is now roaming world with
his mother, she has career now. Kishor was listening to their talks in corner of house, he offered
them tea and snacks while covering his face with proper pallu.Bhavna Meera Sonia and
Pratyusha went to college where Pratyusha will take admission. After admission Meera left to her
bunglow, Pratyusha had her own motorcycle to commute.

It was a normal day, Pratyusha requested Bhavna Sonia to accompany her to join her mother
Meera in a short bike ride. Bhavna called Kishor she will be late, Kishor agreed. The three in
salwar kameez riding their motorcycles, Meera was coming from her office she was in salwar
too. Meera requested them to go for short ride to office new place, Meera was leading the team
ride, it was 20 minutes bike ride, Meera stopped bike at empty deserted location, so are others, it
is a large area with small fencing.
Meera,” this is place I want to setup a biological and biochemical with genetics laboratory for
girls studying at your college Bhavna, it will be a state of art institution, only for girls, they will
get to know about current researchs in this field. Pratyusha told me girls in your college are
briliant with avge IQ more than 150, I want to tap their potential, it will be benefit for my
company , society, this city and for girls and their families too. They do not have to go outside
their home for work, it will empower nation too.”
Bhavna,” its very noble idea, I salute you madam.”
Meera,” chief minister has granted, I have invested 2000 crore here, it will begin soon.”
Then the 4 started their bikes, Sonia’s bike as well as Pratyusha’s bike failed to start, repeated
kick starts no success, fuel is full, what an isuue.
Bhavna,” what you are two doing, repair your bikes, see whats issue in it, fix it now. Do not ask
for our help.”
Meera,” you are always in long ride, never took care of bike, you just use it as trash, rough
riding, no knowledge about how to maintain it, I will not help too, you are grownups, in few
years you will be married, what will happen when you ride your bike with your man and children
on your back, long ride no one there, bike fails.”
Bhavna,” yes, you will lose your credibility infront of your family, friends. You are just punks.”
Sonia and Pratyusha looked at eachother, then to ground, both apologized falling at feet of their
mothers, saying they will be careful from now.
Bhavna checked that sparkplug was dusty and loosely fixed thought why not, these two are
taking a long bike trip in offroads, tyres are also rusty. She fixed both Sonia and Pratyusha’s
bikes.
Bhavna,” I think the girls should know how to fix troubleshoot bike and car issues, I will raise it
in college, we can organize few classes in college.”
All agreed, now 4 returned.

[ashishrajan]

On mall Kishor met one of other guy working with him, who accepted his fate by his mother
after he left his job.
One of friend is Piyush(Piya) his wife Nisha and Mom Richa. Kishor asked Richa how she
transformed the acceptance of Piya.

Richa said when she wakes up she would prepare the dinner , Piyush said dont worry about it .
When Richa woke she was suprised so see that the dining table was decorated with dinner .
Mom - beta , from which hotel you ordered this food .
Piyush - mom , i prepared this food .
Mom - wow beta , i never knew you know how to cook .
Piyush - mom i do it often for Nisha , she is mostly busy and outside food doesnt suit my and her
stomach .
After eating the food Richa was stunned it was wonderful , at that time Piyush was cleaning the
house .
Mom - beta this food is great , you cook much better than my daughter in law .
You keep the house properly , you cook dinner for your wife and MIL . You are the best son in
law ever .
Piyush - thanks mom , anything for you .
Mom - you know you are sweet sensitive lean fair and beautiful , you know how to take care of
your home and your mother . I always thought that Nisha was more like a boy than a girl . Now i
know why she likes you .
Piyush - why mom ?
Mom - oh sweety , you are so cute . You are more like a girl than a boy , and i mean it as a
compliment , you are so sweet and caring . In many ways you are like my daughter .
Piyush - *blushing* stop it mom .
Mom - oh my pretty daughter knows how to get all shy and blush , you are definitely a girl a
very cute one .
Piyush - momm , please dont tease me .
Mom - as my daughter says .
Mom kisses him on his cheeks and says you dont have to be shy in front of me , i am your mom .
I was sure you were a good son in law , i liked you as my son but as my daughter i love you , you
are just the perfect match for my daughter in law.Piyush sitting all pretty dolled up in a kurti
leggy and a dupatta pinned on his shoulders , he was wearing bangles , bindi , makeup , heels
and was carrying a woman's shoulder bag . He was looking like a young unmarried girl . A few
days have passed and everything was back to normal , sometimes Richa calls Piyush as beti ,
bahu etc and uses feminine pronoun , but they both take it as a joke , Piyush blushes and Richa
smiles .

One thing i forgot to tell you that Piyush had hairs till his shoulders , Richa always praised his
hairs .
One day when she was putting oil on Nisha's hair she asked Piyush to join them , first Piyush
rejected but Richa convinced her by saying you need to take proper care of those hairs otherwise
they will shed and you will go bald .
Piyush was busy on his phone when Richa was putting oil on his hairs ,
After that Richa decided to have some fun and she brought two ribbons and tied those hairs into
two ponytails . Piyush wasnt aware of it , when Nisha came to the room again she startrd to
laugh and said this new hairstyle suits you better . Then Piyush saw the mirror and was shocked ,
he was angry with her mother but soon was pacified by her loving nature . Piyush now took it as
a bonding experience , Nisha and Richa were teasing him , he was blushing and was enjoying it .
They took plenty of selfies using filters and by looking into the selfies everyone would think
Piyush is a girl .
Even without the filters he was looking like a girl . On their way they stopped at a petrol pump ,
the worker was staring at Piyush's chest as his dupatta was not in proper place . Piyush got scared
so Richa scolded that guy badly saying this is my daughter and you cant stare at her like this , is
this how you treat women .
After leaving the pump , Piyush thanked Richa for doing it .
Richa said beta always look after your dupatta . Piyush said ok mom .
They reached home at 3:00 pm and to their suprise the door was unlocked , they thought
someone had breached the house but to their suprise it was Nisha , she took the day off and
stayed at home .

Nisha - mom , who is this pretty la.. oh my godd , mom what have you done to him ?
Mom - just calm down beta , i will explain you everything .
Nisha - mom how can i calm down , my husband has turned into a woman .
Mom - its not like that , Piyush just sit and wait dont worry i will talk to her .
Then mom explained everything to Nisha , first Nisha was shocked but later calmed herself .
She went to Piyush .
Piyush - i m sorry you have to see this , i promise it will never happen again .
She hugged Piyush and said dont worry i am not angry , i was shocked but i am happy to see you
like this . You are looking beautiful , i always knew you were feminine in nature and thats why i
liked you , but now look at you , you are just looking fantastic .
Piyush - really , thank you . Please forgive me .
Nisha - i will , on one condition .
Piyush - what ?
Nisha - promise me this isnt the last time i am going to see my wife PIYA .
Piyush looked at mom and she was giggling . Piyush was stunned by her request but had no ther
option so he agreed .
Nisha - why you chose kurti dupatta bangles etc . They are very high maintenance . You could
have chosen simple jeans and a top .
Piyush - mom said to me they arent comfortable .
Nisha - mommm
Mom- come on i just wanted to have some fun , btw you never wear it , i wanted a daughter who
wears traditional clothes like me and now I have her .
Nisha - fine , if you love her more spend time with her and not me .
Mom - oh come on , i love both my daughters equally .
All three hugged and got a little emotional .
On one special day mom decided to go the temple . It was some special pooja only for women .
She asked Nisha but she was busy so she asked Piyush to come with her , she explained you have
to go a woman , first Piyush was hesitant but agreed when mom insisted .
Mom got ready in a light blue saree with all accessories and ornaments .
Then she dressed Piyush in matching blue kurti churidar salwar and a dupatta , she thought
Piyush is still not ready to wear a saree . She middle parted his hairs and placed a maangtika on it
, she applied bindi makeup lipstick , earrings , bangles 12 in each hand , blue nailpolish , a
necklace and then gave him a handbag to carry his stuff .
Mom - remember if anyone asks you are Piya and you are married . You dont want people
setting you up with other men .

Piya - ok mom , but why are we dressed all in blue .
Mom - beta its a special day and the its lucky to wear blue colour today .
You know i always wanted Nisha to be like you , like a traditional girl , but from a very young
age i realised she is different and i cant force her to do things i like . But now i have you i am so
lucky .
Piya - mom , you can dress me in any form you want , you are mom and i am your son , i will do
anything to keel you happy .
Mom - beta call yourself my daughter , embrace it otherwise you might spill the beans in front of
others .
Piya - sorry ,i m your daughter .
At that time Piya realised that mom really wants to see Nisha in a traditional dress , so for her
birthday next week Piya planned something .
At the temple mom introduced everyone to Piya as her daughter .
When they came back home Nisha was there ,
She said looks like both my girls are enjoying there girly time .
Dont change your clothes you both look beautiful .
Piya - mom , you must be exhausted , you should take some rest and i will prepare the dinner .
Piya prepared the dinner in those pretty clothes , she served them to mom and put her to an early
bed and now it was time to get little romantic with Nisha .
She served Nisha food and had a wicked smile on her face .
Nisha - looks like my wife is in a romantic mood , why dont you sit and eat and later we will do
some stuff .

Piya - where do you want me to sit .
Nisha pulled her arms and made Piya sit on her lap , piya was blushing like hell , they both ate
from each others hand , and after that they had great sex .
Nisha asked Piyush to dress in nightie and stay as Piya for longer .
So both the girls were now in their nighties talking in their bed .
Piya - you know , mom's birthday in coming up , we should suprise her .
Nisha - yeah , but how .
Piya - your mom's never expressed it in words but she always wanted her daughter to dress like
her , you should take a day off , dress as she wants you to dress and we will go the temple and do
everything she likes doing .
Nisha - but i dont like these dresses , i mean always wanted mom to be mordern and free .
Piya - oh come on , dont be a bitch , your mom has done so much for you , you cant do one thing
for her .
Nisha - yeah you are right , i will do it . But you will dress exactly like me .
Piya - why ?
Nisha - she thinks of you as a daughter too , wouldn't it be better if both her daughter's dress like
that .
Piya - yeah ok , but we keep it a surprise , do you know how to dress in a saree .
Nisha - dont worry we will book an early appointment at the parlor .

On moms birthday day , both Piyush and Nisha acted like they dont havr any idea . Mom asked
them to go to temple with her , but both of them made excuses that they had work . The first
piece of clothing thry found they put it on and left for parlor leaving mom disappointed . At the
parlor Nisha explained everything and introduced Piyush as his sister Piya . So Piyush had to call
his own wife bhabhi in front of those girls .

The girls took them to separate rooms and started their magic .
First they did all the beautifying things likr facial , scrubbing etc .
Then they dressed Piyush in a red blouse with knots at back tied with force creating a visiblr
cleavage . Then they dressed him in a petticoat .
They wrapped a beautiful designer red saree on him and pinned it on his shoulder . Then they did
his makeup , kajal eyeliner eye shadow , arched his eye brows , pierced his nose and ears . He
wasnt aware that it would be done but he did it for mom . They applied lipstick foundation blush
, stuck a red bindi on her forehead . Placed jhumkas on her ears , fixed a nose ring . Put a
beautiful necklace , 12 bangles on each hand with kangans , glitter red nailpolish , beautiful heels
and payals . Then they curled his long hairs and fixed it into a bun and placed a red rose on hairs
. The hairstyle was absolutely gorgeous and they placed a mangtika in those centre parted hairs .
They asked Piyush about his marriage status and he said yes , so they applied sindhoor and
placed a beautiful mangalsutra on his neck . Now he was ready or should i say she was . She was
looking like a bride in red saree and accessories , even she was stunned by her beauty , she was
looking more beautiful than many bollywood actress .
Then she saw Nisha in same kind of getup but the color of the saree was pink . Nisha was
looking stunning too , they both took plenty of selfies with parlor girls and thry left .
In the car Nisha teased Piyush
Nisha - so you finally embraced yourself as a woman and my wife .
Piyush - what ?
Nisha - your mangalsutra and sindhoor !
Piyush - its only for mom baby .
Nisha - dont lie to me , you are loving it . You are more ladylike than i am .
Piyush - ok i admit it , i love this , makes me feel complete and i dont know its just better as
woman , these pretty clothes , these accessories makeup etc. Its just wonderful .
Nisha - you know you should have been born as a woman and i as a man .
Piyush - yeah wouldn't that be great .

Nisha - you know now you have to wear a nose ring and earrings all the time .
Piyush - thats a problem for a different day .
They both arrived home and suprised mom , mom was shocked in delight to see them like this .
She started to cry due to happiness , all three hugged .
Mom - you got ear and nose piercing ? Now you have to wear it all the time .
Piyush - its only for today mom , lets not talk about it and celebrate your bday .
They visited temple , and they spend all day with ladies community of mom .
They all had a great time ,both the daughters were facing difficulties in saree . But Piya got used
to it .
When they returned home , mom thanked both the girls for a wonderful day .
Nisha immediately changed into comfortable clothes .
But Piya had to prepare dinner so she stayed in a saree .
Mom - can i help you !
Piya - mom its your bday , leave it to me .
Mom - thank you beta for this day , i know it was your plan .
Piya - we planned it together mom
Mom - dont lie to me , Nisha would never have done it on her own , it was your plan . You know
you are a wonderful person , you are more of a woman than Nisha , you are so sweet sensitive
and caring , i know you are still my son by law and marriage . But you know you are my
daughter , the best daughter any mom ever had .
Piya - mom stop it you are gonna make me cry .
Mom - you even get emotional like a girl . You are so cute .

After a few weeks everything was going fine , they opened a beauty parlor which was run by
mom . Everytime Piyush wanted to get ready as Piya he went to the parlor . He has hairs till his
mid back now . His job was not going like he wanted it to go . On the otherhand Nisha got a
promotion and a huge raise due to her hardwork and persistance . The couple discussed about it
and Nisha suggested that if he isnt feeling statisfied with his job he should quit . So after that
Piyush took a big step and resigned from his job . Now as mom was busy with parlor work and
Nisha busy in her office , Piyush's job was that of a homemaker . He manages the house , cooks
the food and watches tv . He doesnt explicitly wears womens clothes like saree etc but most of
his robes and night clothes and casual clothes are that of a women for eg. Satin pyjamas , tops
and shorts etc . This continued for a while but he was unable to find a job after many interviews
so mom and Nisha suggested him to work with mom in the parlor , there are all sources of
entertainment there and the business is going really well . He had no choice so he agreed .
Mom - beta uptil now you were dressing like a woman for fun , but as you are now going to
work in a parlor you have to live like a woman 24*7 .
Piyush - ok mom , i understand .
Mom - listen from now onwards no one will call you Piyush , not even Nisha .
And everyday you have to do your makeup and dress like a girl , no one should recognise you at
the parlor otherwise we will be in big danger .
For the first day in parlor Nisha dressed Piya in a short summer dress of red color . She did her
make-up placed a hairband on her open hairs and gave her a kiss .
Nisha - dont worry , once i find a suitable job for you , you cant go back to being a man again , if
you wish to .
Piya - i like this , i wish i could do this forever .
Nisha - whatever you want baby .
Mom introduced everyone to Piya and she started her training . After few sessions she was an
expert in makeup and hairstyles and now her new life began

 It was another normal day , Piya got up prepared breakfast for Nisha and mom , Nisha left for
work early after giving a goodbye kiss to Piya , Piya was blushing like hell after that kiss . After
that she went to see her mom .
Piya - mom , have your breakfast , its ready .
She enters mom's room and finds out mom is still sleeping .
Piya - mom ?
Mom - beta i am not feeling well , slight fever . Today you have to go the parlor alone .
Piya - ok mom , you take your medicines on time .
Mom - one more thing wear a saree today , my old friends are coming today and they wouldnt
like my daughter wearing mini dresses .
Piya - but mom i dont know how to wear a saree yet .
Mom - oh silly girl , today i will dress you but have to learn it yourself.
Piya took a bath and then came back to mom , mom dressed her in inners , then she tied a red
blouse on her , then a petticoat and dbangd a beautiful blue saree on her . Then mom did Piya's
makeup , kept her hairs open , stuck a bindi , put 12-12 bangles on her hands , payals
mangalsutra and then sindoor . As Piya goes to the parlor daily so her nails were already painted
glitter red.
Mom - now you are ready ,
Piya - thanks mom
Mom - *haaye meri bahu ko kisi ki nazar na lge*
Piya - mommm dont tease me .
Mom - what ? I do treat you like my daughter but you are my daughter in law , right?
Piya - technically i m still your son in law .
Mom - look at the mirro beta , do you see any trace of a man , noo absolutely no , you are a
woman now from head to toe .
Piya - I still dont have boobs :p
Mom - if you want you can get a surgery
Piya - no no , i am just pointing it out . Ok mom bye bye , love you
Mom - love you too sweet heart .
Piya reached the parlor and she started her work , mom's friends were there and Piya was
working her magic on them .
Suddenly one woman noticed how small Piya's boobs were , so she asked beta , does your
husband is acting a little different nowadays , i mean is he really that much interested in you as
he was before .
Piya thought for a while and realised that Nisha has been busy and is keeping a distance from her
.
So piya said yes , so the woman gave Piya some medicines and said dont tell anyone and take
two pills a day , your husband will love you even more .
Piya - what does it do ?
Woman - it enhances your beauty , trust me young lady if you want your husband to not look at
any other woman and remain faithful to you , take these.
Piya got scared and took those medicines and started to take them daily .
Little did she knew those were estrogen pills used to increase breast size .
Estrogen started to kick in and she became more and more feminine , mom and Nisha thought
she is just acting like this to have fun with us .
After a month , Piya noticed significant change in her size but she was afraid to tell anyone . One
day Nisha wanted to have sex badly so she planned it , Piya was reluctant , so Nisha thought she
was playing hard to get so Nisha forcefully stripped Piya to find out that Piya now has soft
delicate pair of boobs which are sensitive . She asked Piya , Piya got scared and said she doesnt
know , all she knows is that they turn me on whenever i touch them .
Nisha took her to mom , mom was suprised seeing it . She asked Piya what happened . Piya said
she doesn't know

Mom - look beta something is wrong with you , you have to tell me , i am your mother .
Piya - mom your friend gave me some pills , they told me it would enhance my beauty , i had no
idea that i would do this , i am sorry .
Mom - dont be sorry , its ok , lets go the doctor .
They went to the doctor and explained the situation , after a few tests , doctor came back .
Doctor - listen mam , the estrogen level in his or i should say her body is very high now , all the
testosterone is gone , she its impossible to turn him back .
We have two choices , we can control the level of estrogen in the body and Piya would live like a
shemale the rest of her life , also you two wouldnt be able to have a kid .
The second option is we remove the male parts completely and store the semen in a cold storage
which could later be implanted in your( Nisha ) body .
That way you two can have a child but the harmonal replacement therapy would completely turn
Piya into a woman . So i leave you with the decision .

Piya started to cry and mom was consoling her .
Mom - whats done is done , tell me what do you want ?
Piya - i dont know mom , i have made many mistakes now , i leave this decision to Nisha .
Nisha - i want to be a mother one day , i really want a child , even if it means i lose my husband.
If you agree i want you to become a woman so atleast i could have a kid .
Piya - how would our marriage work ?
Nisha - for most part of our last year i have considered you my wife , i will continue to do that .
Is it okay with you ?
Piya - i dont have any other choice .
So all of them took a bold decision and decided that Piya would undergo full surgery .
During the surgery those boobs were made firm and real , also the size of the nipples increased to
. All the male harmones were replaced with female harmones . The male reproductive parts were
removed and were replaced by woman's reproductive parts . Also some modifications were made
in the body to make her look even more beautiful .
After a few days Piya was discharged and they brought her home .
Now all three women discussed changes which should be made in the house and their lives .

After a few days everything was back to normal , as Piya was living like a woman for a few
months she wasnot facing any difficulties , mom had no problems accepting Piya as a complete
woman , she shared her womanly wisdom with her . Nisha and Piya now had sex like lesbians ,
they used toys , played with each other's breast . Nisha started to act more manly day by day .
She now has a boy cut like captain marvel in avengers Endgame , she wears dashing office suits
and shirts , does minimal makeup and acts like a boss .
On the other hand Piya was now even more feminine , the harmones kicked in nicely and she
now has a very sexy female body . She and mom take good care of both the parlor and the house
. They spend all the time together , from temple to shopping , from parlor to mall etc. Whenever
all three went for a trip , nisha was the one driving the car and whenever nisha and piya went out
. Nisha used to drive her harley Davidson and Piya would sit in the back with both feet on same
side .
After having a baby implanted in her uterus and after giving birth Nisha decided to have a sex
change surgery too , she was sick of all the men working with her or under her . Now she or I
should say he is the director of huge MNC mr Nishant Bhardwaj , he has a beautiful wife Piya
Bhardwaj a very loving mother and a sweet child named Piyush Bhardwaj .
Piya was a wonderful mother and had her mom backing her .

[Daredevil320]

Wonderful story

[ashishrajan]

Kishor and Bhavna returned from mall with beautiful saree purchasing. Kishor was happy in trying new sarees in front of mirror.
Bhavna: truly kishor after so long of marriage, now I could realize how desperate you are for wearing saree. when you first wore saree I could not believe you were expert. who is your coach.
Bhavna was now holding Kishor on his saree, her hands rubbing gently over his stomach.
Bhavna: who craved the beautiful woman from a man.
Kishor: it is Pallavi.
Bhavna: so your cousin.
Kishor: yes , she is coming, and I want to see her my sarees and my saree dbanging skills.
Kishor’s distant cousin dropped by one day, she was most happy to see the change in Kishor’s
life. Kishor was only her as close relative, but she was away for studies about Arctic circle
climate for last 2 year, so both lost contact. Now she has returned, she was well informed about
happening by Bhavna when Bhavna received her from airport. It was she who introduced Kishor
to saree before Bhavna did enter into his life, it was a short but small incident that affected
Kishor later, it was fun when Bhavna was with her daughter who attending a coaching for
olympiad in Kota while Kishor was alone with his distant cousin. It was just 30 days before
Kishor’s saree initiation permanently. His cousin called Bhavna JIJI always.
Kishor narrates what happened that day:
me – Pallavi if you are thinking that I will wear this blouse then noooo
Pallavi – see this is called petticoat, put your legs inside it, it looks like a skirt I put my legs and
she tied the knot and then was the big blow as she picked a backless golden color blouse which
had pads in it. Pallavi – hehehe Rohini bhabhi you are right, come on now don’t show tantrums
and widen your hand

I hesitantly did what she said and there I was seeing myself getting dolled up, the blouse was
hooked so tightly and I could feel so heavy because of this pad
Pallavi – Rohini bhabhi this blouse is special because it has inbuilt strapless padded bra inside it
so congrats for your first bra, ohh look at you blushing, now let’s make Rohini bhabhi sexy by
inserting this water balloon, do you want bigger boobs right? hehe
me – stop it Pallavi and then she inserted those water balloons and oh gosh they were so heavy,
she was adjusting the balloons under the blouse to create a big cleavage and seeing that cleavage
I was getting hard, I could now feel what a woman feels having boobs, I was checking those
boobs without knowing that Pallavi was seeing me
Pallavi – hehehe Rohini bhabhi that’s not fair how come your boobs are bigger than mine
me – credit goes to your jiju, and we both laughed so much after that Pallavi took the green silk
style saree which was semi transparent, she handed me the saree and started telling me about the
fabrics and which type of fabric should be wore during different occasions and she started
dbanging it on me and while she was making me wear it she was making me pay lots of attention
as to how it is worn,
Pallavi – listen Rohini, It is ideal to create 6-7 pleats measuring about 5-6 inches wide. The
pleats should be even in width and should go straight one over the other neatly. Tuck the pleats
facing towards your left and slightly towards the left side of the navel. Ok?
And as she was teaching me basic of saree as if I am a real woman she drapped the saree and
handed me pallu, pallu was so small that a large part of navel was visible
Pallavi – so bhabhi remember always wear pallu this way so that some part of your cleavage is
visible along with navel, boys go mad seeing this.. oops I forgot you are married right? Hehehe.

I don’t know what happened to me but I was feeling so horny when the soft fabric of saree was
touching my navel and hips and it was so embarrassing when Pallavi noticed it
Pallavi – hawww bhabhi I knew you always wanted to get dressed in saree, right now you just
see how perfect you are looking like a dream girl ohh I mean dream women, right bhabhi? Every
lady will get so jealous of seeing you, (while touching my boobs, I mean fake boobs ) seeing this
boobs women will pray to god to have such boobs in their next birth, hehehe
me (while blushing) – stop it Pallavi, don’t make me blush you know I don’t like such sweet
teasing
Pallavi – haayee you are looking so feminine, and now you are behaving like a lady too, super,
oh I see its hard to handle a saree, see bhabhi watch me and follow the steps to learn how to
handle a saree while walking, oh shit I forgot we have to wear heels first, so bhabhi which one
will you wear, I suggest you wear those black stilettoes
me – yes Pallavi, I think it will look good, listen why don’t you wear this pink platform, it will
go well with your saree.

Pallavi – wow, nice choice, thanks bhabhi
me – but I don’t know how to walk in such high heels
Pallavi – oh leave it on me, sit
and she picked that stilettos and slid my legs into it, while she too wore pink stilettoes, as I stood
I felt oh gosh I was so tall thanks to that 4-inch stilettoes and as I took the first step I was about
to fall
Pallavi – oh not so fast bhabhi, she hold my hand and follow me
then we both started walking slowly,
Pallavi – so bhabhi first rule always take small steps and don’t walk fast, a woman walks in an
elegant way, see how I am walking while my hips are moving, you should always put your heels
down first and then your toes, walk slowly so that people will notice your curvy figure she was
teaching me how to walk in a feminine way,
While listening to this I started walking and oh gosh because of that heels my boobs were
jumping and it was so hard to control my excitement, it was the turning point for me while
walking I was seeing down on my figure and blushing
Pallavi – bhabhi yes you have boobs stop looking down, look at your sexy figure when you are
with your hubby in your bed, ok hehe
Me – shut up, I don’t know did but I am liking the feel of it

Pallavi – that’s like a good lady, you know saree is so addictive that now you will wish to wear it
daily
Now a new problem emerged, I was not able to handle the pallu
Pallavi – bhabhi if you can’t handle your pallu how can you handle your hubby? Hehe
Pallu nahi sambhalogi to koi izzat loot jaaega bhabhi ki, Lolz

Me – shut up, I can take care of it,
after lots of efforts I was getting normal while walking in heels and handling my pallu, it was so
tough to handle a saree and I was happy that I was getting hold of it, seeing me Pallavi was
cheering and seeing her I was blushing like a bride, we both were having a great time, we were
doing catwalk together no doubt I was not good at it but I was trying hard to walk like a lady, we
were taking selfie and she was giving me more tips about how to wear saree in a different way,
after so long we both had such happy moments together..

Pallavi – come bhabhi now its time for makeup, aapka aaj solaah shringaar karti hu
Hearing this I sat in front of mirror like a lady
she opened her big makeup box which was filled with all type of branded makeup and it was
jam-packed
me (blushing) – Pallavi thoda bright makeup karna mere face par suit hoga
Pallavi – ji bhabhi me janti hu AAP dusri ladies ko jealous feel karana chahti ho, Aisa makeup
karungi ke dulhan bhi Sharma jaaye
she started applying foundation, bhabhi this is the most important part of makeup, all these
blackheads, pimple, and your beard marks will be covered under this and this will you’re your
face spotless, after 15 minutes foundation was done, aahhh don’t open your eyes Rohini bhabhi,
still lots of makeup is yet to be done.
Then she took light pink and golden shade blusher and was applying it with lots of care
Pallavi – as I am mixing 2 types of shade it will have a shiny effect, now close your eyes I will
apply eyeshadow, listen this is ‘Lakme bridal matte collection eyeshadow’ it’s long lasting, I am
applying you light silver with pink shade
Me – pallavi do it fast why is it taking so long

Pallavi – ab Dulhan banna hai to wait to Karna padega na, I am loving your look, khud ko
pahechan nahi paaoge mere bhaiya, hehe
She applied my eye shadow in a winged style which made my eyes very big and then glued fake
eyelashes and applied mascara on it, so after 30 minutes my eye makeup was complete, now it
was time for nails
First, fake plastic nails were glued on both my hands and even on my legs which were so long
and long oval shape which is in trend nowadays, Pallavi took 4-5 different shades like pink, red,
silver, black and applied on each nail
Pallavi – look bhabhi I think this black one looks so good and will go well with your green saree
I just nodded my head as I was feeling so shy seeing myself dressed as a lady
Pallavi – bhabhi don’t move your hands, see this is the way to apply perfect nail paint, first apply
base coat and then another coat of nail paint and don’t apply more than 3 strokes of paint, let it
dry for few minutes and then apply shiner, wow look at your hands wow, look the shine it got
Me – you are genius in this sister.
Bhabhi nails are done and its time for my fav. Part LIPSTICK and I will just guide you about
how to apply it while you yourself will apply it, ok?
Me – no I can’t, I will ruin it

Pallavi – no you won’t, you are a lady now you must know it, here take this lipstick, you know
its ‘Huda beauty liquid lipstick shine collection’ it’s the darkest shade of red, your lips are big so
it will look so good and I bet ladies will feel so jealous just seeing your lips and boys will wish to
taste it. Hehehe
Me – stop it, now teach me
Pallavi – yes yes, see first apply a lip primer it will help in the smooth application of lipstick and
lipstick will last long, wow bhabhi nicely applied now take this lip pencil, outline it on your lips,
oh not like this, give me I will do it for you. See this way, ok so done.
See first apply it on center and then go on to apply in corners, oh gosh not like that, give me just
don’t move your lips
And pallavi was applying lipstick, as more n more she applied the lipstick my excitement was
also growing more n more, after applying it many times she stopped and then picked a lip gloss
and applied once

Pallavi – oh gosh look at the lips, its soo dark and look at the shine, even I am jealous of your big
lips, if I was not your sister I would have kissed you right now, hehehe
Me (while I was seeing my face and lips were so red that I wish I could apply it daily from
nowadays) Pallavi what have you done to my manly face, I look like a lady and this lipstick has
made my lips bigger oh wow
Pallavi – hey don’t touch your lips, first squeeze you’re both lips like this so that lipstick will
spread evenly
Me ( I started to squeeze my lips and then in fun way started making erotic gestures with my lips
)

Pallavi – hehehe, abhi se bhabhi ko apne pati ki yaad aa rahi hai, (while hugging) ohh bhaiya
kash aap rooz meri bhabhi ban ke raho to rooz me aapko aise hi taiyaar karungi
Even I hugged her and we had a small emotional moment
Pallavi – ab tum rulaaogi mujhe wait abhi to kaafi chheze baaki hai, sit here
She took out a long hair wig and fixed it on my head.
Pallavi – so which style you want madam?
Me – mujhe mom jaise banna hai
Pallavi – oh so sweet, ok so let’s style your hair, I started to style the hair in a bun style which
will have gajra around the bun, this style is called – ‘gajra entwined braid’ and after hairstyle, I
fixed gajra and there was my bhabhi with looking like our mom
Me (I got emotional seeing myself like mom) I was loving every bit of my transformation into a
women
Pallavi took a round big red bindi and applied on my forehead
me – didi don’t you think my ears are feeling empty?
Pallavi – hehe, wow bhabhi, I almost forgot that you needed jhumka’s to complete the look, wait
I will make you wear 1 special jhumka’s for you.
And she brought big jhumka’s which I thought I won’t be able to wear it as my ears were not
pierced but Pallavi surprised me as they were clip-on style and as she was making me wore it I
was blushing like a married woman, I was intentionally moving my head to feel jhumka touching
my face while she made me wore a maang tika

Seeing this Pallavi was smiling and seeing her even I was blushing and then as I thought my
transformation is over Pallavi stopped me and applied sindur and made me wear a mangalsutra,
Pallavi was laughing so much as she never knew that her brother was enjoying so much being
dressed like a married lady

me – so evil Pallavi I hope your evil idea is a success as you have completed dressed me as
Rohini bhabhi,
then suddenly Pallavi came near me and hugged me even I responded but she was hugging me
too tight and I can feel how a woman would feel when a man hugs her, hehe
Pallavi – bhabhi can you please come with me in marriage, please
me – noo, there will be lots of people who know me, never. What will they think
Pallavi – ok ok but just drop me there in your car

me – ok but let me change
Pallavi – no don’t change come this way only, who will see you in a car and look at you no one
can say you are a boy, look at your cleavage and boobs even I can’t say that you are my brother
and there was I dressed like a lady driving car, as we reached there her friends gathered around
and saw me
What surprised me that they didn’t recognize me, they thought I am Pallavi’s bhabhi, Pallavi
took my hand and forced me to come out and there was the real test and I was trying hard to act
like a lady so that her friends don’t have doubt about me, they were checking out my saree and
makeup as I was dressed best in every way compared to all of them
As my excitement was getting out of control I tried to spoke in a feminine way
Me (dressed in green saree to the extreme right in picture) – girls don’t be jealous, the whole
credit goes to Pallavi

And listening to my voice all girls instantly realized that it was me i.e Rohit dressed like a
woman and then the girls could not control their laugh even Pallavi joined them and my cheeks
turned red in shy
Pallavi –girls don’t tease my bhabhi, you know well that she will complain to her hubby, hearing
these girls laughed more
Pallavi – (while hugging me) oh bhabhi you are the best bhabhi in the world, muuaahhhh
Let’s click few pics girls, you are lucky to click pics with my bhabhi
And we clicked a few pictures
Extracting the most value from every saree..that's my motto and looking good is just a great
bonus.
I had an old saree of my aunt with dirty patches in the front. I tried everything to get them
removed, even put a red border so that the patches are not highlighted...but in vain.
Later I transferred the roses, which are hand embroidered to a white jaipuri cotton kurta.( The
self print cotton was bought from Jaipur).
Recently when I wore it, a designer from Shahpurjat copied these roses for one of her collection.
She told me that it's very difficult to get such pieces nowadays.(I felt proud of myself)
Ek teer, do shikar!!

[ashishrajan]

Karvachauth was coming. Kishor requested Bhavna for marketing some groceries so he will prepare dishes. Bhavna agreed, but she asked Kishor to come to a nearby coffee shop. Kishor wore bloue colour saree and took auto to nearby coffee shop. He ordered green tea. Soon few colege boys and girls , they happened to be sports players and cheerleaders. The boys started to pass lewd comments on Kishor, they thought him as a woman, of course Kishor looked a beautiful middle aged woman. He tried to ignore the comments.
Rising to his feet, Kishor tossed his half empty glass of green tea into the
arrogant man's face.

" Screw you, asshole," he shouted with uncharacteristic courage.

Before Kishor knew what was happening, the infuriated hockey player grabbed

him by his saree, cocked back his fist and prepared to rearrange his
face. Overmatched, Kishor prepared himself for the worst...and then he heard
a loud female voice cry out,

'Stop it right there ! That's my life.'.

.LEAVE HIM THE HELL ALONE ! "
A deafening silence followed as 's majestic leather clad form entered the
room. She seemed to have arrived just in the nick of time; for Kishor .As she
made her way over to where Kishor and his antagonist Kuru the captain of the
hockey team she stood, the angry Glamazon and Mean Girl , who had shed the
restraints that had-for so many years tempered her behaviour towards those who had rejected her.

She had learned to deal with these restraints for herself., but this was her
Man wife. Why should Kishor be subjected to these humiliations? This was
totally unacceptable, and Bhavna could not and would not allow it. A kind of
eerie silence crept over the coffee shop as all the students present
stared at the dramatic scene that was unfolding before them.

"Take your hands off him now you arsehole!"Bhavna demanded," or you'll regret it for a long time to come."

Though she outweighed him by nearly 150 pounds, he was a hockey player in top
shape. He certainly wasn't about to back down from a girl -not in front of his friends and the cheerleaders.

" And what if I don't? " Kuru responded arrogantly,"What are you going to do
about it, you she elephant tub of chapatti flour? "

A strange smile then appeared on Bhavna's pretty face as she replied," I was
sort of hoping you'd say something like that."

Without saying another word, she raised her 'arm and " WHACK!", slapped him
hard across the face with her open hand.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

Such was the force of her blow that the hockey player spun around and fell to
the floor.

" Why your fat bitch, you'll pay for that."

He got to his feet and threw a punch at Bhavna but she, showing a speed which
one would never expect from a girl so large, put up her arm and 'blocked his
fist in mid-air. She then grabbed him by the collar of his shirt with her
leather gloved hand and, with the other, his belt buckle. Bhavna then lifted the stunned boy Kuru high above her head in her outstretched arms. Without showing any sign of strain, she then carried him over to the table where his friends sat and slammed him down on top of it; shattering the table and showering his friends with tea and coffee. With her hands on her hips, Bhavna smiled at them and said,

" Sorry about that, but your friend here really needed a lesson in table
manners."

Twenty enraged hockey and cricket players then rose from their chairs and
encircled her - twenty against one woman. Looking over at Kishor, Bhavna winked and said in a calm voice that belied the situation she was in,

" You stay their sweetie pie where you'll be safe...I'll handle this."

Then, turning her attention back to the boys that now surrounded her, she
said," My quarrel wasn't with you, just your friend there. If you'll all just
return to your chairs, we can forget about this little incident; if not,
well...do all you big, strong boys really want to fight little old me? "

The answer was 'yes'. As fellow hockey players, they were offended by what had happened to their friend at the hands of this woman. They felt they had to avenge his humiliation. It didn't matter that he was the one who instigated it in the first place. He was one of them and the score had to be settled. And if that wasn't reason enough, all the cheerleaders were yelling," C'mon guys,kill that bitch! " Sometimes people are in control of events, and sometimes events are in control of people. This would definitely fall into the latter category.

Completely surrounded by large, strong, muscular (and angry)'hockey players,
seeking revenge for their friend's humiliation, Bhavna's situation might have
seemed pretty hopeless. Indeed, the scene in the student union that day did
have a look of surrealism about it - twenty men against one woman. But this
wasn't just any woman...this was Bhavna, and what followed became legend.

As the athletes closed in on her, Bhavna stood up on one of her toes and began to twirl around in a perfect ballet pirouette. How a 400-pound girl could spin around with such grace and perfect balance remained a mystery, but graceful she certainly was. She then did something no ballerina would ever do. She extended her arms and made fists while spinning around rapidly.

WHAM! POW! SMASH! Three of the closest hockey players were literally sent
flying across the room after they made contact with Bhavna's fists.

BAM! WHACK! SLAM! three more were flattened by the female tornado. " WHEEEE,
this is so much fun! " Bhavna laughed as she continued to twirl around knocking athletes all over the place. No matter how big or strong they were, once she connected with her fist they went down...and didn't get up again. In an amazing display of her power and strength, Mean woman Bhavna (as she would be known from now on throughout the college, much to her delight') beat up
eighteen of the twenty men she faced; in less than three minutes. Only two
remained, and they were cowering in one of corners.

Smiling, Bhavna approached them. She grabbed each one by the shirt and lifted
them both off the floor - together, they weighed over 400 pounds! " Tell you
what I'm going to do boys. If you apologize to my man wife for being rude to
him, I'll let you off easy. If not...Bonk, Bonk." She playfully banged their
heads together a couple of times as a warning to what she'd do to them if they didn't. Needless to say, they apologized. Bhavna then hung them both up on a coat rack.

Now, there was just one more thing to take care of. She walked over to the six cheerleaders who were just standing by the shattered table in a state of
shock; not believing what they had just seen." Fat bitch eh? Well, we'll see
about that." Grabbing them all by their long hair, Bhavna tied them together in tight a knot. " There, that should keep you girls occupied for a while." Now,if you'll excuse me, I have a marketing with my man."

When Bhavna returned to Kishor, he had a very strange look on his face. He too,was in something of a state of shock. After all, he just witnessed his
wife beat up twenty big, strong guys...he probably couldn't even beat
the weakest of them. How was it possible? It seemed beyond belief. 'Bhavna felt
his consternation and knew she must act quickly...or she might lose him.

Taking Kishor by the hand, she led him out of the common room building to a

secluded area where they could be alone.

" Kishor," she began," I know what you must be thinking. After what you just
saw me do, I can't blame you if you're having second thoughts about our
relationship. But you have to understand something about me. . I'm a big,
strong Mean Girl and a Tigress and proud of it. But I don't want you to ever
be intimidated by me I'd never hurt you Kishor...because...I love you. You're
the kindest, sweetest person I've ever met. That's why I did what I did; I
couldn't let that bully hit you. And as for his friends, they were teasing you because you are my friend. Yes, I saw what was happening. I was sitting off in a corner when you entered the coffee. I saw it all. They deserved
the beating I gave them; as will anyone else who teases you from now on. '

When Bhavna finished, Kishor had tears in his eyes. Impulsively he hugged
his Super woman. "Bhavna, I love you too. You're so
big...so strong; the kind of woman I've always fantasized about. I have heard about your saree fighting, I saw this roday, though you were in jeans and leather."

As they continued to embrace each other, Kishor felt himself being slowly
lifted off the ground and he knew that here, snug and secure in Bhavna's massive arms, he was safe...that no harm would ever come to him...that there was no place else he'd rather be.##'"

Come sweetheart," She whispered softly in his ear ," LET'S GO HOME DARLING! By the way I will also celebrate karwachauth. I will purchase my saree too.”

[Daredevil320]

Outstanding waiting for more

[ashishrajan]

At home there was no extra work, elegant free time. TIMES magazine cover page showed story of a 60 year Indian female bodybuilder in its centre spread.
***********************
Kasturi

*****

She wandered down to the pool of the resort she was staying at, and where a seniors' female
bodybuilding competition had just ended.

She was celebrating, having just won her 60-and-over category, reveling in the victory, alone as
usual and just the way she liked it.

She had married young 40 or so years ago when the idea of women more muscular than most
men was hardly acceptable. She had children and as many women do, put on more weight than
she cared for, her 3 daughters her strength now her 3 daughters married and well settled hapily.

That's when she hit the gym in earnest, quickly shedding the fat pounds and replacing them with
chiseled, steely muscle.Her own husband supports her. How lucky she has been.


She took resolve to make it through on her own. She did just that, crafting a career in small
business and relying on no one, and certainly no man, to help her.

And never did she give up honing her incredible body, even as she aged, entering and winning
many bodybuilding competitions. Now, at 62, this was her latest, as she wowed the judges yet
again with her five-foot-ten inch, 180-pound body of rock-hard muscle.

She got a glass of wine at the pool bar, and walked to the patio deck, looking out over the beach,
letting the warm breeze wash over her, blowing her silky, shoulder-length silvery hair off her
brawny shoulders as the sun dipped below the horizon.

She looked stunning, and she knew it, in her very short sleeveless summery dress, low cut to
expose her plated chest of ribbed muscle, bulging biceps, rippling quads and chiseled calves.
Many a man noticed, and many tried hitting on her, but she was selective. She liked men - liked
using them to be exact - and had criteria that must be met: They needed to be young, submissive
and more than willing to do whatever she demanded, more over feminine yet only one man fits
to her pocket , her husband Vinay.

She was a dominant woman, always had been, and in her later years that streak had taken a
darker, more controlling tone. What she wanted, she got, by using her incredibly muscular body
and dominant mind.She is now participating in female bodybuilding and powerlifting and
crossfit. It is not like she is enjoying, she is in deep love with her husband, this time her three
daughters wanted to enjoy her more, wanted to feel her sexuality, her husband agreed. Now she
is more relieved from guilty feeling, but how to get one, her youngest daughter Anjali is more
modern andd advanced, she assured her she will enjoy.

The man who'd been eyeballing her since she stepped out of the elevator looked her type, small,
scrawny, young and shy. She noticed his stares, of course, try as he might to hide them, ducking
behind the pool deck vegetation. But she noticed. She always did.Man was wearing pink ghaghra
choli with light make up.

She stood by the railing near the beach, the wind picking up, blowing her short dress up over her
deeply tanned, muscle-popping thighs, a product of getting into competition shape by eating less
and focusing on getting ripped, head to toe. The contest-shape diet left her silky smooth skin
pulled tight over the bursting muscles beneath, highlighting every bulge. And hardly looking her
age.

The young man drew closer, she noticed, now standing several feet away in the gathering
darkness, pretending to sip his beer as he leaned against the railing facing the hotel, casting what
he believed were furtive, sidelong glances at the giant muscular older woman to his right.

She gave it some time, reeling him in, turning to bend over and scratch her foot, and in doing so
causing her already short skirt to drift higher up her rugged thighs. The move exposed nearly
every hard inch of her thick, rippling hamstring muscles all the way up to the muscular ass that
was barely contained in the tiny white thong she wore.

She heard him gasp, his moan carried to her on the breeze. She stood, turned and walked boldly
to him, extending a large hand. His eyes went wide in the dark as she approached.

"Hi, you are?" she asked sweetly.

"Uh...Prajeetha...I'm Prajeetha..I..." he stammered, taking his huge hand in his comparatively tiny
one. "And your name is...?"

"In due time," she smiled, relishing the air of mystery she exuded and his puzzled look at it.
"Nice to meet you, Prajeetha."

She shook his hand, nearly crushing it in hers, delighting in his wince at the squeeze of her meaty
paw, saying "I gather you like what you've been staring at since I came out here?"

"Uh...I don't know what you mean," he said unconvincingly, looking away and down at his hand,
shaking the feeling back into it as she released it. "I...I wasn't..."

"Don't lie, I don't like liars," she said with that smile. "Tell me: You like muscular women?

Older muscular women to be exact? That why you're here, for the competition?"

"No..I was here...business trip, my company conference, I just happened to...Anjali Madam sent
me," he mumbled.

"To catch the event?" she laughed. "Good, good, that's common, men stumble into these things
and like what they see. Which I take it you did. You saw me win, ya Anjali is my youngest
daughter?"

"Yes," he said softly, blushing, then with gathering confidence, adding, "My God,

ma'am...you...that body...your legs...my God!"

He was all hers. He just didn't know it yet.

"How old are you, son?" she asked sweetly, emphasizing the last word.

"I..I'm uh, 18, just turned a few weeks ago," he said with a weak smile. "And you?"

"Oh, a lady never tells her age, you know that," she laughed. "You have grandmothers?"

"Uh, yes, yes I do..."

"How old are they?" she asked, all sweetness and charm.

"Um...both about 60, I think," he answered.

"I'm up on 'em by two years, my boy," she sighed. "And a granny myself, three of them."

His jaw dropped. She laughed.

"C'mon, kid," she said, putting down her wine glass, feeling the muscles in her arm swell as she
did, drawing his eyes to them. "Let's go for a walk..."

"A walk?" he squeaked weakly, having to look up at her as she stood a good three inches taller
than him and outweighing him by 30 pounds at least.

"Yup, a walk," she said, pulling his arm through hers and strolling to the beach, kicking off her
flip flops and leaving them by the seawall, her size 10 feet digging into the sand. "Get to know
each other a little better..."

"Oh...OK, sure!" he said with an uncertain eagerness, not sure what to make of this elderly
Amazon.

They walked and chatted for a bit, moving down the beach in the dark away from the resort
lights, toward a gazebo on a jetty.

"Have you always liked muscular women...older muscular women?" she asked as they walked
and she guided them toward the jetty.

"Uh...well yeah, older women for sure..the muscle thing I never...well until today..." he said
uncomfortably.

"You never noticed, right, right," she said.

"Well you certainly notice now, don't you?"

"Oh yes, yes," he said with an enthusiasm he quickly reined in. "Uh, yes, I did...I'm sorry if ..."

"What, it bothered me?" she laughed, her brilliant white teeth flashing in the dark. "Not at all.
Men noticing my muscles? Honey, it so turns me on."

He stopped in his tracks, an astonished look on his face as he drank in her form and the tiny dress
flapping in the breeze that exposed so much of it.

"Really?" he asked in a hoarse whisper.

"Really," she smiled. "What is it you like, Prajeetha, what part?"

"P...part?"

She popped a double bicep pose, drawing a gasp from her young paramour, the upper arms
snaked with pulsating veins and capped with sinewy muscle that melted into her peaked
shoulders and up to her tendon-streaked forearms. Her low-cut dress top highlighted the thick
plates of steel that were her pectorals, dipping down striated muscles to her tiny but well-formed
tits, nipples erect and pushing braless through the fabric.

"Or the legs?" she cooed.

She stood, thrusting one out and lifting her short skirt, her thigh immense and veiny, a thick cord
of tendon running from her hip to her inner thigh, the quad muscles lumpy and well defined
under her tight tanned skin. Below were her diamond-shaped and equally hard calves, fisted
bulges of muscle rising above her slender ankles.

"Check this out," she snarled.

She relaxed that thrust-out thigh and quickly shook it side to side, the giant slab of meat
wobbling in a quivery blur before she snapped it out straight, solidifying the muscle with a
resounding snapping sound, a miniature sonic boom of rippling steel as it flexed stone hard in an
instant.

"Oh...God...your arms...legs...all...everything!" Prajeetha gushed.

"Good, good, you're eager," she laughed, continuing to walk, now ahead of him, his eyes
drinking in those legs flexing as she dug into the sand. "Eager will get you places, kiddo, if you
can handle it."

He watched her go before hustling to catch up, wondering what she meant. But he didn't care, all
he cared about was getting that insanely muscular old body to himself.

She led them to the empty gazebo and stood in the center of it, waves crashing on the rocks
around it, and opened her arms. She drew him to her, having to bend to embrace him and plant
her sexy lips on his for a long, lingering kiss. The little man melted into the big woman's arms,
her tongue slicing into his mouth, nearly choking him.

"I like my men young," she growled, breaking the kiss to bite his lower lip and pull it out until he
yelped in pain before letting go to lick his face. "But most can't last when I do what I do to make
me happy."

"Do?" he squeaked as she pulled his face to her rocky chest, mashing his nose between her little
tits and yanking down her dress top to smother him. "Do...what?"

"Do...do things..I like to do THINGS to my slave boys with my body," she hissed, massive arms
cupped over the back of his moaning head, rendering him immobile in her titty smother.

"What things?" he squealed in a muffled question from the prison of her muscular chest.

"Oh, things...like squeeeeezing...controlling...dominating...scissoring...draining...things," she said
in a low growl.

"Scissoring? Draining?" he mumbled, his hands running up and down her bare back as her dress
top drifted down over it, astonished at the lumpy, silky feel of muscle beneath skin.

She pulled his head out of her tits by the hair, growling into his stunned face.

"You up for it, boy?" she said through clenched teeth, rubbing her thighs into his crotch, feeling
his hard cock on the hard flesh. "Oh, I'd say you are...but when you're in, you're in, there's no
turning back, you got that? I WILL own your ass!"

"Oh shit, oh my God, ma'am, yes, please!" he begged, stepping back as she let go and peeled out
of her dress and thong, standing naked, his frantic eyes drinking it all in, including the very
noticeable shaven pussy with thick, flappy lips.

And there, protruding from those lips, was the biggest clit he'd ever seen sticking straight out of
them.

"Oh my GOD!" he gasped, eyes fixed on it.

"It's something, isn't it?" she cooed, forking those lips open to let her inch-long nubbin poke out
fully.

"I've never...seen anything...like that before!" he gasped.

"You're gonna be seeing a lot of it tonight, kid, and a lot closer than that," she snarled, jerking it
like a small cock, the thick flesh wet and shiny, standing in a half squat that accentuating her
bursting thighs. "A LOT closer..."

She stroked her clit a moment longer, feeling her loins burning, her pussy getting wetter, little
droplets of her woman goo dripping onto the interior of her huge thighs.

"How...how did it get so big?" he asked, unable to stop watching her play with that giant clit.

"Steroids, common among female bodybuilders, everything gets bigger..including this!" she
hissed, stroking it faster and harder, big arms pumping as she worked it. "And baby, does it
EVER make us horny!"

Prajeetha groaned, slowly running his hand over his shorts front, feeling his stiff dick.

"Do NOT touch yourself without my permission, young man!" she barked, letting go of her clit
and sitting on the gazebo's wrap-around seat.

"Yes...yes, ma'm, yes..." he stammered. "Uh...what's your name, by the way?"

She smiled, spreading her luscious thighs wider, curling a finger at him to draw him near,
pointing to the floor upon which he immediately knelt before her.

"You can call me by my nickname..." she purred.

He cocked his head, confused. She slowly reached for him, pulling him close, mashing his crotch
to hers while slowly lifting her muscle-heavy legs up around his sides. She tightened them and
he moaned, feeling the iron-laced interiors knife into his skinny midsection, ribs bending slightly
as she locked her feet behind him and squeezed with small, pulsating motions, each eliciting a
grunt from the little man.

She hugged his head with those powerful arms, biceps curled into the back of it, bending his face
into the plated steel of her chest, mouth at one of her huge nipples that he dared not suckle
without permission.

"Nickname?" he winced, feeling her legs cinch tighter, ribs bending in more with each pulsating
jolt.

"Kasturi!" she laughed. "Like the snake that SQUEEZES its prey!"

He howled in agony as she now locked her legs out straight, ankles wound around each other,
her titanic thighs fully engorged with muscle and sinew and compressing his skinny middle to
the breaking point. He felt his ribs yield to her squeeze, fearing she'd cut him in half, her legs
acting like true scissors.

"OH SHIT!" he screamed into her tits as she laughed and squeezed a bit harder.

His trembling hands went to her brutal thighs, feeling the rugged muscles in his fingers as he
vainly tried to pull them apart. He screamed a hoarse, desperate guttural scream that was lost in
her huge chest and carried out to sea on the stiff wind blowing through the gazebo.

"This is how anacondas kill their prey," she growled, bending her head to whisper into his

tit-smothered fact. "They wrap 'em up and they squeeeeeeeze..."

"Oh God...please...please..." he begged, banging on her thighs, signaling his submission. "I give,
I give!"

"Please what?" she snarled, jolting her legs harder on his skinny, collapsing middle.

"Please...Gran...KASTURI!" he howled.

"That's better," she giggled, letting him go.

But not for long. In his weakened state, he was easy to maneuver as she lay on the gazebo floor
on her left side, scooping her insanely long, muscle-bunched legs around him and tucking his
arms in beside his body, completely immobilizing him in her bodyscissors. She leaned on her
elbow, smiling at his face contorted in pain.

She pressured the lock a bit harder, her top right thigh spreading in a massively muscled sheet of
steel that extended from his waistline nearly to his neck. When she squeezed, he wheezed,
exhaling whatever air he had in his lungs, unable to suck any back in with that gigantic slab of
meat scissored around his entire torso.

"Can't breathe, can ya?" she growled, her body now covered in a thin sheen of sweat despite the
cooling breeze. "That's what anacondas do, squeeeeze in, take their prey's breath away and don't
let it back in...I'm squeezin' the air outta you boy, and there's nothin' you can do about it!"

He tilted his head up, mouth open in a silent scream, unable to utter a sound. He frantically
thrashed around in the punishing grip of her killer thighs, trying to extricate himself from her
vise grip, his eyes begging for release. Her grin grew bigger, and her legs tighter.

She ran a hand over the top rugged slab of steel compressing his guts, marveling at the size, the
cuts, the smooth steely feel. She bit her lower lip as her sexual urgency grew, thrusting her cunt
into his side, her juices soaking his polo shirt. With a low growl, she intensified the squeeze, that
massive thigh swelling further, squeezing harder, pumping her pussy into his body.

"Fuck, I love this, sooo damned much," she growled, running her hands up to her muscular little
tits, tweaking the thick brown nipples and yanking them out in her strong fingers. "You're gonna
go out, boy, you can't breathe...passing out, right? Fingers and toes tingling, feel yourself going
under?"

His head bobbed, mouth open in a silent beg for mercy. She was right, his extremities were
tingling and he grew dizzier with every increasing scissoring jolt with her ever-tightening thighs.

"Nighty night, sweet boy," she hissed, powering down with a grunt and nearly shearing him in
half with her powerful legs.

And then he was out, unable to breathe, slumping limply in her legs. She kept squeezing,
grinding his guts, soaking his side with her orgasmic flow, growling out her orgasm before
releasing her grip but leaving her legs loosely locked around him.

She laughed at his involuntary inhalation of air in a sudden rush, his body convulsing to life. He
blinked, looking around, forgetting where he was until his eyes settled on the gorgeous muscular
granny Amazon who was holding him in her long legs.

He felt his cock being worked and lifted his head up off the gazebo floor, looking over the
chiseled plank of thigh sweeping over his torso to his dick, which she was now madly stroking to
life with one enormous hand.

"Mmmm, nice cock, boy, very nice, not too small, not terribly big, just right," she cooed, her
right bicep bulging in and out with each stroke, her forearm a dancing rhythm of sinew and
tendon and muscle. "C'mon, baby, give it up, give it up for Kasturi!"

"Oh...oh fuck," he groaned, flopping his head back to the floor, caught up in the sheer joy of the
best hand job of his life as she flailed away at it, slapping the juicy head onto the thigh around
his belly and chest. "Gonna...oh..oh FUCK!"

And then his dick was bobbing in the wind, lying against that rugged thigh, unattended to.
Kasturi held her hand up, laughing, watching his cock twitch, aching for release that was just
seconds away.

"All good things come to those who wait, slave boy," she growled, flicking at his swollen balls
with a finger, making him yelp in pain. "Tease and denial, ever hear of it? I give...then I take
away! And you can't do a damn thing about it!"

"Please!" he wailed, his balls aching more from a denied orgasm than her flicking finger
snapping at them. "Please! Let me cum!"

"OK," she shrugged, reattaching a meaty paw to his dick and resuming her stroking, jacking him
quickly, her palm and fingers slick with her sweat and his constant flowing pre-cum. "Do it baby,
cum on Kasturi's big thigh!"

"FUCK YES!" he bellowed, arching his back.

Again, his dick was free and twitching in the air, the head leaking pre-cum like a faucet, her hand
inches above it, teasing him relentlessly as she watched it with a huge smile on her pretty face.

"So close, huh?" she laughed, drawing her long fingernails up the shaft to very slowly tickle the
head, relishing his grimacing and twitching as he lay clamped in her scissors. "So close..."

She now just teased the tip, wrapping her fingers around it and pulsating them, squeezing,
releasing, squeezing, releasing in a maddening tensing that had him screaming for release. He
was there, almost there and tried not to show it, hiding his impending orgasm so she wouldn't
stop.

But she did, expertly reading his body language as it was locked in the firm embrace of her
titanic legs, stopping the stroking and so very gently sticking one fingernail into the eye of his
dick and slowly working it in. He froze, unsure of it this unusual intrusion into his cock was
painful or pleasurable, his face a mask of sweaty uncertainty.

"It's called 'sounding', when a woman puts something in the shaft, the meatus it's called, tickling
the urethra," she smiled, sounding sexily clinical in her description, Dennis's body frozen in fear
and her tightening scissors around it. "Feels good,doesn't it?"

"Not...not sure..." he grimaced. "Please...please, Kasturi, let me cum!"

She fucked his cock with her long nail, then pulled it out, making him gasp. She ran her fingers
over the head, smearing pre-cum all over them, and held that hand up over his face. A long,
silvery strand hung like a glistening ribbon from her fingertips, headed for his mouth.
Eat it," she snarled.

He dared not disobey. He opened his mouth and slowly the strand dripped into it. He swallowed the
tasteless goo, fearing what could follow as she lowered her hand to encircle his dick again, stroking
slowly at first then faster and faster.

"Gonna cum, baby?" she cooed, his eyes fixed on her brutally muscled arm of her pumping hand, barely
able to see his dick beyond the thick slab of the thigh compressing his belly and chest, squeezing his air
intake to a gasping minimum. "Wanna cum for Kasturi, sugar?"

"Please.." he wheezed, hardly able to speak or breathe.

"Let it go, baby," she growled, now using her right hand to tilt his head up as far as she could, bending
his dick to aim it right at his face on the other size of her meaty, muscular thigh. "Right in your MOUTH!"

"NOOOO!" he screamed.

The next noise he made was frantic gulping. She aimed his dick with precision the second he started to
shoot, the velocity and quantity of his flow no doubt enhanced by her ruthless teasing and denial. The
first jet streamed in a milky ribbon over her muscle-lumped thigh and into his mouth, which he
swallowed gamely, the second hitting and splattering over his face.

"Atta boy!" she laughed. "Now some for Kasturi!"

The rest she pumped out in a blanket of thick white all over the massive thigh crushing his torso, big
gobs of it running into the deep crevices of muscular separation. She ran the tip over her rippling
hamstring closest to his cock until he stopped cumming.

But she didn't stop, rubbing the sensitized cock head all over that cream-covered thigh, making him
wince in tickling agony.

"PLEASE!!" he begged, snapping his head side to side, his arms still trapped in her scissors. "PLEASE!!"

"Please what, please jerk me off again?" she laughed, doing just that. "Tickle does it? Tough shit! Gimme
more cum for my big thigh, baby, Kasturi needs the protein to keep her skin silky smooth!"

The pain ebbed eventually, morphing into pleasure as she jerked him, using his own cum for lubricant,
squishing sounds echoing throughout the gazebo. His balls ached from shooting a monster load
moments earlier, but under her expert hand manipulation, he shot another, not nearly as big as the first,
and just coating that monster thigh, mixing with the load already there.

"Nice, nice," she sighed, finally stopping her handiwork and releasing him from her punishing pipes,
rolling him out.

His ribs and guts ached in throbbing pain as he could only lay there, panting, watching the Amazon
granny sit up and work his loads into her incredible thighs, fingers working the cream into her supple,
muscle-covered flesh, as if applying lotion. She smiled at him as she finished, her thighs gleaming in the
dark, leaning over to grab his head and mash her mouth to his, slicing her long tongue into his mouth
and seemingly halfway down his throat.

"Mmmm, love the taste," she growled, rubbing her lips and cheeks over his, smearing his cum all over
them both before lapping up the residue and shooting it back into his mouth. "Now, your turn to taste
ME!"

"Oh God nooooo!" he screamed as she rolled back, legs open, pulling his head between them and
slamming her gigantic thighs shut around his ears with a resounding, fleshy slap.

She lay back, ankles locked, thighs quivering in muscular undulation around his skull, hands pulling on
his head and mashing his face into the meaty folds of her rapacious cunt. She was like an animal now,
grunting and snapping her thighs on him with savage, intense jolts, his mouth and nose completely
buried in the greasy trap of her huge cunt lips and the thick, jutting clit between them.

"Suck it bitch, suck Kasturi's cock-clit, SUCK IT!" she snarled, pushing his face up a bit until that thick nub,
long and oily, sliced into his mouth. "SUCK IT!"

He had no choice. Her massive thighs were slabs of corded steel, knifing into his neck, slowing the blood
flow to his brain and making him dizzy. He sucked that clit, trying to bob his head up and down on it,
horrified at the thought it was indeed like sucking a small cock.

He felt her thighs quaking as they consumed his face and head, his chin and cheeks flooded with the
endless stream of her endless orgasm. He could barely see from the swollen, thundering grip of her
massive thighs bubbled up in a steel grip around his head, but he looked up and over the rippling
forearms that held his skull and into the eyes of a maniac cumming as hard as anyone he'd ever seen
cum in his life.

"UNGH!! UNGH!! UNGH!!" she bellowed in a deep, throaty growl, thighs snapping with brutal renewed
intensity against his head as she pumped out her cum, a thick, long series of squirt that drenched his
face and filled his mouth.

His extremities tingled and he went dizzy again as her adductor muscles, thick and cable hard in her
inner thighs, savagely knifed into his neck. He prayed to pass out, the pain was so enormous, and in
seconds he did.

He woke, a cool breeze washing over his cum-sticky face and blinked his eyes. She was standing over
him, his gaze going up her monstrously muscular calves and thick hamstrings and to the football-hard,
concave hollows of her huge ass.

She squatted, her thigh and calf muscles pumped and thick, visible even in the dark, and sat on his face.
She spread her big, hard butt cheeks, wiggling her asshole onto his mouth. He took the hint and buried
his tongue into it as deeply as he could. She leaned out over his body, fisting his hardening cock in her
hand, taking it into her throat and for painful good measure, stuffing his aching balls in with it.

"OH FUCK!" he screamed into the chiseled flesh of her gripping ass, his tongue fluttering in and out of it
as she blew him, sucking his entire package into her moaning mouth.

He lanced his tongue into her amazingly tight asshole and she clamped down with her anal wall muscles,
taking it deeper, to the point he feared she'd tear it off and ingest it into her gut. His face were pressed
tight inside the sweaty muscular cheeks smothering his face, the sweat stinging his eyes. His trembling
hands pulled at the rock-hard orbs, pulling them apart to breathe, then up her muscle-ripping back and
down again, marveling at the steel of her body, fearful and consumed with pleasure all at once as her
gullet milked his cock and balls.

He was about to cum when she stopped, dismounting his face, pulling her sweaty and cum-laden ass
and crotch from it with a slurping, sucking sound. She spun around and sat on him, fisting his cock to her
cunt, taking him balls deep with one plunge.

He gazed up at her as she sat on him, riding him, pumping up and down, a dreamy look on her pretty
face, eyes closed, biting her lip as she ground her hips in circles. He put his hands on those hips, then ran
them up her sides to her arms, which she held up in a double bicep pose, the caps thick and jagged,
thick veins coursing over them. The hardness almost stung his fingers as he squeezed them.

He watched her cum, felt her cum, her cunt, already insanely tighter than any he'd ever been in,
gripping and stroking him in its grip. Her entire body was slick with sweat, and he ran his fingers down
her chest, squeezing her muscular tits, tweaking the nipples and then down and over the rocky ribs of
her pumping abdomen.

In one smooth motion, she rolled them both over, he atop her. She flashed her legs up and around him,
calves cinching around his neck, big feet locking behind his head. He held himself up off the floor on his
toes, his torso pressed to the backs of her rugged thighs. He got dizzy again as she squeezed, now
smiling up at him, hands behind her head, those massive biceps flaring wide and thick.

"Gotcha in my Kasturi grip again, baby," she cooed, pulsing her inner calves into his neck as he pounded
into her clutching cunt. "Gonna knock you out as you cum...so cum, cum for me baby, fill me up!"

"OH FUCK...YESSSS!" he screamed, feeling his nuts erupt.

The pain was searing from the clamp of calves on his neck, but the pleasure of nutting deep inside the
hungry womb of a muscle-shredded sexy grandmother was overwhelming. He pumped into her, feeling
as if he'd never stop cumming, her smiling face beaming up at him as she squeezed brutally hard and
took him out even before he stopped cumming.

He convulsed in her grip, his body fighting for oxygen and blood to his brain, and she felt the remaining
streams of cum course into her womb. She laughed at his snorting face tucked into her gripping calf
meat and slowly eased her squeeze, allowing him to return to the living world. He looked down at her,
his face still framed in her lower legs, feeling his soft cock slip from the muscled, soppy embrace of her
cunt.

"Mmmm, you filled me up, baby," she hissed, opening her legs. "Now clean me OUT!"

He fell as she released her scissors, face first into her pussy. ON the way down, in the dark, he saw the
thick plug of his cum welling at her hole, that juicy, elongated clit above, smeared with their juices. He
landed into the soupy pussy and her thighs slammed shut around his head, holding him in place.

He ate every drop, not minding the salty, tangy taste or creamy texture, his tongue scooping into her
dripping chasm and slurping out their combined juices. She scissored him but not hard, holding his head
in her pumping thighs, flexing her eight-pack gut to coax out the remainder of his load. She forked a
finger to her cunt, playing with that enormous clit, one hand behind her head to hold it up to watch, and
exploded in orgasm, slamming her cunt into his sucking mouth and squirting long creamy ropes of her
woman jism all over his trapped face.

Finally, she released him, thighs slack and he breathed, panting, planting his lips on her now relaxed,
meaty thighs and adoring them with kisses and licks, tasting her sweat and relishing it. She giggled at his
tongue on her flesh then pulled him up to grip his ribs in her thighs, smothering his face with kisses,
lapping it clean and sharing it with him in a tongue-thrashing kiss.

"Thanks, kiddo, that was fun," she sighed, wriggling out from under him and pulling her minimal clothing
back on as he stared.

"That WAS fun," he said softly, getting up to dress himself.

"Now that you've had a muscle woman," she said, holding him in a bear hug, those big arms around his
sides, trapping his, "whaddya think?"

"I think," he groaned, feeling his flaccid cock struggle to get hard in his shorts, his shirt soaked with her
cum and sweat, "I think I love you, Kasturi..."

She laughed and let him go, walking out the gazebo.

"I get that a lot," she sighed, waving goodbye.

"Wait!" he cried out, stepping toward her. "Can we...can I..."

"No, kiddo, sorry, one-time deal," she smiled, caressing his face and backing away. "I'm up and gone
early in the morning, and Grannacondas need their sleep!"

He watched her go, turn and call back, "Does your company have the conference here every year at the
same time?"

"Uh...yeah, I think they do," he said hopefully. "Is the female bodybuilding contest held here at the same
time?"

"Yup, it is," she laughed, turning to walk away. "See ya next year, kiddo. I'll be another year older - and
better!"

He watched her go, huge feet digging into the sand, massive calves twisting into fleshy diamond shapes
above her ankles, thighs flexed and pumped up as she walked. He ran his tongue over his lips as she
disappeared in the dark, tasting her and vowing to remember her flavor for the next 12 months.

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