17-10-2019, 06:06 PM
Manasi without looking anyone bend a little picked two steel anklets inside her boot, she lifted my feet placed on her pussy, she wore me those anklets.
She opened pouch of her dagger, its head was rose flower, she placed it on my hair, she forced a little my feet inside her pussy over saree, my toe got wet from her juice, she kneeled before me , lifted my feet and sucked my toe covered with cum. She took a steel ring inserted in my finger announcing ,” I am poor , but as a token of love i have given my love what ever i got to announce I love this beautiful man more than anything even than my life.”
I blushed, all congratulated us. Mom as token of gratitude gave each girls her white sarees, principal gave Mom a leather jacket of their symbol, spiked heel boot, medallion and red saree blouse.
Principal,” welcome to Mardani Bikerni Rekha, for we have to live as sisters we will exchange our vows of faithfulness to group on wine glasses. Next month is women’s day celebration, we will have girls day night out for one week, dress code will be different in different days, we will have fun, we will stay outside home in camps, a lot of bike riding, picnic and enjoyment.”
Mom agreed.
One girl to Manasi,” you are too lucky to get a cool mother in law and such a cute boy. I am not lucky, soon I will get married to some one, do not know when will i ride bike, I have to cook look after family.”saying she started to sob.
Principal,” so you want a feminine boy like Satish, you will get one, Gods fullfil wish of good heart.” Mom,” you will get soon.”
Manasi went inside came out wearing mom’s saree , she gave her pussy juice cum soaked saree to me
as souvenir,” I am going to Delhi for 8 days to talk to a venture capitalist group for my new project, this will remind you my body scent to you.”
I,” but I have nothing in return to give to you.”
Manasi,” I want a souvenir from you that will remind you for whole 8 days.” I asked Mom,” what will I give her.”
Mom,” what every woman wants from her love, it is your love juice mark. Like she gave you, you gave
her cum soaked cloth of yours.” I,” Mom I understood.”
I went to my bedroom, I looked after my penis, it is small one 1 inch normal, I played with it, though my
friends talked about it but I never ejaculated, to compensate for this I followed a macho behaviour in my earlier gang, but deep inside i knew what i am. I imagined body of Manasi and rubbed my penis, it got erected for 3 inch but after rigourous rubbing it failed to ejaculate. It was 20 minutes I was in room, with distresses tone I called Mom inside sobbing said,” Mom I have an issue, I am ashamed I can not
ejaculate, I am not manly enough , I may not satisfy Manasi, her life will be destroyed, stop her life from ruining.”
Mom smiled as usual, she sat on bed, placed me on her lap, she removed my pink pyjama.
Mom,” Babu it will be some nasty, but I am your mother, I know best,do not think it is a sin, just relax and feel it. Keep your palms on my stomach, massage it or place it in my navel. It is not incest, I am doing only once to realize you.”
Mom lifted my salwar, her tongue circling around my nipple, one hand caressing my penis, other hand
on other nipple rubbing it, mom started to massage my organ with strong hand, in no time it sprang to 3 inch full size but failed to ejaculate.
Mom,” ok, I understood.”
Saying she said hold my salwar around my penis, I wrapped it around my penis. Mom continued sucking my nipples, slowly chewing it, her other hand slowly massaged my anus, little finger slowly rubbing my pink hole, she slowly tried to push without inserting it, it gave me jolt, I spurted white liquid on salwar. Mom continued massaging, I spurted 2nd goblet, pleasure I have never experienced, divine feeling, stress free.
Mom slowly said,” you are just like your father, Manasi sure will love you, do not worry, she will satisfy you, you are in good hands boy. I will not do it anymore.”
I took my cum soaked salwar, shyly gave to Manasi. Girl gang left with their bikes. I slept happily with sweet dream. Each day I smelt saree of Manasi, hugging it.
I,” Mom I want to wear saree, teach me, teach me how to cook.” As Manasi left for Delhi Madan was taking care of his mom.
everyday Mom dropped me to college, I became close friend of our peon Anuj. He taught me personally how to wear saree efficiently, he himself was wearing in college. I helped him cleaning class rooms wearing saree. Manasi wrote letter she had bagged a contract worth 5 crore for a bike company ad, she have to extend her stay, but promised to return before women’s day celebration, she also wrote how much she miss me. I was happy she is getting success. Mom taught girls martial arts and weight lifting. Girls wore sacred thread, in blouse petticoat they lifted weight. Their muscles bulging. Mom gave me food list , I and Anuj prepared them, the girls stomach getting bulged, hands were muscular, ass
growing, waist widening. But what brute force they could chop a tree in single axe blow, bend steel bars, take hit by beer bottles on head.
Anuj taught me some sensual dance, cooking and secret way to women’s pleasure by tongue, make up, jewellery, massage to woman and light fitness tips. We are like two sahelis. Mom was happy seeing new transformation.
Mom was now happy more energetic. She was wearing bra panty in room, outside ghaghra choli, shirt pant, short skirt and blouse. It was 6 days before women’s day, Manasi returned from Delh, she had solo bike trip. She looked confident and smiles, she hugged me kissed me in front of all, i shied. Manasi said her design was approved by bike company, company had given her more projects regarding design of accessories, dresses for biker, for more sale company wants include girls above 18 their need, middle aged women working as well as housewives, old women above 60, similar for boys and men with sexual orientation hetero homo bi sexual adress. Company had paid her 10 crore if it aceepts further design then she will get 150 crore, she wants partnership of her friends. All girls joyed for this new economic opportunity for them.
Manasi,” I want this woman’s day will be special for me, I wan to get married as soon as possible. In this woman’s day why should not we take a bike trip to thailand and return , we will go through meghalaya, arunachal, mizoram, myanmar, thailand. It is very beautiful place on road through himalayas most biodiverse hot spot of world. It will be a 10 day tour and my honeymoon too.”
Mom,” then in short time how can i arrange for marriage.”
Manasi,” i do not need any pompous one, a simple one with only my friends families and your side present.”
In two days after will be marriage date. Mom called a beautician, Anuj was always with me. We both had make up done, i wore red bridal saree, anuj blue saree, only one chain and bangles. Mom took me inside forest a small temple of goddess kamaksha was there. Mom was feeling anxious, to look beautiful she did her make up, she was in bra panty, black heeled shoes with dagger inside panty, her sacred thread was from ear to navel, she had arranged firewood, flowers other worship materials, she was wearing medallion of bikerni, hanging on her breast. She also wore leather jacket over bra keeping buttons open. On her head was red turban the bikernis wear. Soon bikes came with bikernis in their attire, Anuj was behind principal madam, in his hand was one box. Bikernis showed their skills in front of me. They parked their bike, Manasi came on her bike with Madan and her mom. Madan was wearing sexy red skirt below waist and upto knee, it was see through thin , inside he was wearing black panty, on top he was wearing backless blouse, wearing strapless black bra. He covered his neck with thin red dupatta.His hair nicely done with flowers, he has been to beautician, his nails painted, his anklets , ear rings bangles making sweet sound, his juice red lips. All other bikernis started to hit him, but he sat besides me and we had some chat. Manasi’s mom was wearing ghaghra choli. Manasi was wearing my cum soaked salwar on top and her cum soaked saree on bottom, she had worn black heeled shoes, bikerni medallion and red turban. Before 50 metre Manasi and all girls started dancing from music out
of mobile. Main attraction was Madan, he had a tattoo on his waist, his moves were sensual, all girls took chance to dance with him, rubing his whole body parts, smacking his ass gently. Madan’s dance in chikni chameli was amazing, i was smiling inside my ghoonghat. Anuj did tilakam to all. All girls sat on ground, Mom chanted some mantra and did tandav dance for 30 minutes.
Mom started a pyre, mom came riding her renegade commando bike , she told me sat behind her, she started to drive slowly around pyre chanting Mantra. She asked Manasi to ride her bike and join her. Manasi rode behind mom around pyre.
Mom,” till marriage is completed bikes will not stop, till Dulhan reaches her home, else it will stop.” Manasi agreed.
Principal madam on her bike brought Manasi’s mom near to me, she gave Manasi a box,” Beti, these ornaments I have stored for long time, it is a mother in law gives daughter in law. Satish is suitable for this jewellery, you will not wear any more. Wear to him.”
Mom,” Manasi lift your love from my bike to yours.”
Manasi in one hand lifted me from mom’s bike and placed on front of her, she in one hand handling bike, in other hand she opened box, 1st came ear ring. My ears were not pierced. Manasi took a needle inside sharply punched my ears and nose, it was painful but Manasi hold me with her strong hands, she wore me ear rings, nose ring and maang tika. Then was anklets, she kept my legs on her chest and one hand locked anklets, she did my bangles. Then there was nail polish, she painted on my toes and fingers, applied kajal on my eyes. All these things done while riding bike in circular fashion and handling me.
Next was navel ring, she knew it will be painful so she gave me a bear embrace I choked nearly, a sharp
pinch on my stomach took my breath away, i nearly fainted, after 5 minutes I regained composure I found a beautiful golden peacock with gold beads hanging on my level.
Mom,” bear it my son, it is your fateful day.”
Mom,” Manasi you tie mangalsutra now apply sindur on your man’s forehead.” Manasi compiled, now I am wife of Manasi.
Mom,” as marriage is complete now we will leave to Manasi’s house where rest of traditions will be
done.”
She opened pouch of her dagger, its head was rose flower, she placed it on my hair, she forced a little my feet inside her pussy over saree, my toe got wet from her juice, she kneeled before me , lifted my feet and sucked my toe covered with cum. She took a steel ring inserted in my finger announcing ,” I am poor , but as a token of love i have given my love what ever i got to announce I love this beautiful man more than anything even than my life.”
I blushed, all congratulated us. Mom as token of gratitude gave each girls her white sarees, principal gave Mom a leather jacket of their symbol, spiked heel boot, medallion and red saree blouse.
Principal,” welcome to Mardani Bikerni Rekha, for we have to live as sisters we will exchange our vows of faithfulness to group on wine glasses. Next month is women’s day celebration, we will have girls day night out for one week, dress code will be different in different days, we will have fun, we will stay outside home in camps, a lot of bike riding, picnic and enjoyment.”
Mom agreed.
One girl to Manasi,” you are too lucky to get a cool mother in law and such a cute boy. I am not lucky, soon I will get married to some one, do not know when will i ride bike, I have to cook look after family.”saying she started to sob.
Principal,” so you want a feminine boy like Satish, you will get one, Gods fullfil wish of good heart.” Mom,” you will get soon.”
Manasi went inside came out wearing mom’s saree , she gave her pussy juice cum soaked saree to me
as souvenir,” I am going to Delhi for 8 days to talk to a venture capitalist group for my new project, this will remind you my body scent to you.”
I,” but I have nothing in return to give to you.”
Manasi,” I want a souvenir from you that will remind you for whole 8 days.” I asked Mom,” what will I give her.”
Mom,” what every woman wants from her love, it is your love juice mark. Like she gave you, you gave
her cum soaked cloth of yours.” I,” Mom I understood.”
I went to my bedroom, I looked after my penis, it is small one 1 inch normal, I played with it, though my
friends talked about it but I never ejaculated, to compensate for this I followed a macho behaviour in my earlier gang, but deep inside i knew what i am. I imagined body of Manasi and rubbed my penis, it got erected for 3 inch but after rigourous rubbing it failed to ejaculate. It was 20 minutes I was in room, with distresses tone I called Mom inside sobbing said,” Mom I have an issue, I am ashamed I can not
ejaculate, I am not manly enough , I may not satisfy Manasi, her life will be destroyed, stop her life from ruining.”
Mom smiled as usual, she sat on bed, placed me on her lap, she removed my pink pyjama.
Mom,” Babu it will be some nasty, but I am your mother, I know best,do not think it is a sin, just relax and feel it. Keep your palms on my stomach, massage it or place it in my navel. It is not incest, I am doing only once to realize you.”
Mom lifted my salwar, her tongue circling around my nipple, one hand caressing my penis, other hand
on other nipple rubbing it, mom started to massage my organ with strong hand, in no time it sprang to 3 inch full size but failed to ejaculate.
Mom,” ok, I understood.”
Saying she said hold my salwar around my penis, I wrapped it around my penis. Mom continued sucking my nipples, slowly chewing it, her other hand slowly massaged my anus, little finger slowly rubbing my pink hole, she slowly tried to push without inserting it, it gave me jolt, I spurted white liquid on salwar. Mom continued massaging, I spurted 2nd goblet, pleasure I have never experienced, divine feeling, stress free.
Mom slowly said,” you are just like your father, Manasi sure will love you, do not worry, she will satisfy you, you are in good hands boy. I will not do it anymore.”
I took my cum soaked salwar, shyly gave to Manasi. Girl gang left with their bikes. I slept happily with sweet dream. Each day I smelt saree of Manasi, hugging it.
I,” Mom I want to wear saree, teach me, teach me how to cook.” As Manasi left for Delhi Madan was taking care of his mom.
everyday Mom dropped me to college, I became close friend of our peon Anuj. He taught me personally how to wear saree efficiently, he himself was wearing in college. I helped him cleaning class rooms wearing saree. Manasi wrote letter she had bagged a contract worth 5 crore for a bike company ad, she have to extend her stay, but promised to return before women’s day celebration, she also wrote how much she miss me. I was happy she is getting success. Mom taught girls martial arts and weight lifting. Girls wore sacred thread, in blouse petticoat they lifted weight. Their muscles bulging. Mom gave me food list , I and Anuj prepared them, the girls stomach getting bulged, hands were muscular, ass
growing, waist widening. But what brute force they could chop a tree in single axe blow, bend steel bars, take hit by beer bottles on head.
Anuj taught me some sensual dance, cooking and secret way to women’s pleasure by tongue, make up, jewellery, massage to woman and light fitness tips. We are like two sahelis. Mom was happy seeing new transformation.
Mom was now happy more energetic. She was wearing bra panty in room, outside ghaghra choli, shirt pant, short skirt and blouse. It was 6 days before women’s day, Manasi returned from Delh, she had solo bike trip. She looked confident and smiles, she hugged me kissed me in front of all, i shied. Manasi said her design was approved by bike company, company had given her more projects regarding design of accessories, dresses for biker, for more sale company wants include girls above 18 their need, middle aged women working as well as housewives, old women above 60, similar for boys and men with sexual orientation hetero homo bi sexual adress. Company had paid her 10 crore if it aceepts further design then she will get 150 crore, she wants partnership of her friends. All girls joyed for this new economic opportunity for them.
Manasi,” I want this woman’s day will be special for me, I wan to get married as soon as possible. In this woman’s day why should not we take a bike trip to thailand and return , we will go through meghalaya, arunachal, mizoram, myanmar, thailand. It is very beautiful place on road through himalayas most biodiverse hot spot of world. It will be a 10 day tour and my honeymoon too.”
Mom,” then in short time how can i arrange for marriage.”
Manasi,” i do not need any pompous one, a simple one with only my friends families and your side present.”
In two days after will be marriage date. Mom called a beautician, Anuj was always with me. We both had make up done, i wore red bridal saree, anuj blue saree, only one chain and bangles. Mom took me inside forest a small temple of goddess kamaksha was there. Mom was feeling anxious, to look beautiful she did her make up, she was in bra panty, black heeled shoes with dagger inside panty, her sacred thread was from ear to navel, she had arranged firewood, flowers other worship materials, she was wearing medallion of bikerni, hanging on her breast. She also wore leather jacket over bra keeping buttons open. On her head was red turban the bikernis wear. Soon bikes came with bikernis in their attire, Anuj was behind principal madam, in his hand was one box. Bikernis showed their skills in front of me. They parked their bike, Manasi came on her bike with Madan and her mom. Madan was wearing sexy red skirt below waist and upto knee, it was see through thin , inside he was wearing black panty, on top he was wearing backless blouse, wearing strapless black bra. He covered his neck with thin red dupatta.His hair nicely done with flowers, he has been to beautician, his nails painted, his anklets , ear rings bangles making sweet sound, his juice red lips. All other bikernis started to hit him, but he sat besides me and we had some chat. Manasi’s mom was wearing ghaghra choli. Manasi was wearing my cum soaked salwar on top and her cum soaked saree on bottom, she had worn black heeled shoes, bikerni medallion and red turban. Before 50 metre Manasi and all girls started dancing from music out
of mobile. Main attraction was Madan, he had a tattoo on his waist, his moves were sensual, all girls took chance to dance with him, rubing his whole body parts, smacking his ass gently. Madan’s dance in chikni chameli was amazing, i was smiling inside my ghoonghat. Anuj did tilakam to all. All girls sat on ground, Mom chanted some mantra and did tandav dance for 30 minutes.
Mom started a pyre, mom came riding her renegade commando bike , she told me sat behind her, she started to drive slowly around pyre chanting Mantra. She asked Manasi to ride her bike and join her. Manasi rode behind mom around pyre.
Mom,” till marriage is completed bikes will not stop, till Dulhan reaches her home, else it will stop.” Manasi agreed.
Principal madam on her bike brought Manasi’s mom near to me, she gave Manasi a box,” Beti, these ornaments I have stored for long time, it is a mother in law gives daughter in law. Satish is suitable for this jewellery, you will not wear any more. Wear to him.”
Mom,” Manasi lift your love from my bike to yours.”
Manasi in one hand lifted me from mom’s bike and placed on front of her, she in one hand handling bike, in other hand she opened box, 1st came ear ring. My ears were not pierced. Manasi took a needle inside sharply punched my ears and nose, it was painful but Manasi hold me with her strong hands, she wore me ear rings, nose ring and maang tika. Then was anklets, she kept my legs on her chest and one hand locked anklets, she did my bangles. Then there was nail polish, she painted on my toes and fingers, applied kajal on my eyes. All these things done while riding bike in circular fashion and handling me.
Next was navel ring, she knew it will be painful so she gave me a bear embrace I choked nearly, a sharp
pinch on my stomach took my breath away, i nearly fainted, after 5 minutes I regained composure I found a beautiful golden peacock with gold beads hanging on my level.
Mom,” bear it my son, it is your fateful day.”
Mom,” Manasi you tie mangalsutra now apply sindur on your man’s forehead.” Manasi compiled, now I am wife of Manasi.
Mom,” as marriage is complete now we will leave to Manasi’s house where rest of traditions will be
done.”
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