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#61

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.
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#62

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.
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#63

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.
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#64

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.
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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.
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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.
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#67

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.”
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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.”
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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.
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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 .
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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!!
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#72

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.”
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#73

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.
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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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bro, now I will post small stories, like fillers.
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story of poonam
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This is the story of how I seduced a colleague in my office and ended up having a decent time. First, let me describe myself a bit.Being a girl I have less girl characterstics, rather I love to be a tomboy, I have an athletic built with hot smoking abs. I keep my physique chiseled through regular gym and diet. No one can believe that I am owner of a top company.I wanted only girls for work in my company, but foe low pay job I wanted some feminine male to whom I can degrade, so was Sneha a crossdresser forced by his drunkard wife.


Everyone thinks I am some kind of model. So it is no surprise that ladies give a lot of attention to me when I am working at my desk. So there is one colleague named Sneha. His skin complexion was as fair as the actress Tamannah Bhatia. I had eyes on Him for some time.

Because he used to sit opposite to me we had many chances of interactions. From His interactions with other people, I had understood that he was not satisfied sexually. Later I came to know that he became a widower 3 years ago when His wife died from a cerebral attack.

I knew this was my chance. So whenever I got time, I made sure that we hang around. Sometimes we even went for meals together. Gradually we became good friends. I used to tease Him whenever I could. During our conversations, sometimes I used to keep my hand
‘unconsciously’ on His thigh.

I saw that he did not mind. I got the courage to escalate and used to lightly rub them. On another occasion, I gave Him some ‘cycling’ lessons. I was able to feel His waist in the pretext of saving Him from falling. I would keep my hand on His back as if to support Him.
Once while he was on the seat of the bicycle, I told the seat needs to be adjusted a bit. Then I intentionally touched His penis. He shook and immediately got off and went to His house. I thought I ruined everything. But later that day, he texted me.

We then had a great conversation that gradually became erotic. I asked Him about His wife, how was she. He said that today she is no more. But she was never a great wife either. During the first year of their marriage, she used to take care of Him, forcing him to wear saree, giving hormones.


But gradually due to work pressure, she became helplessly lonely almost all of the time. Then due to her peer circle, she often came home completely drunk and beat Him. So in a way he was not in a mourning situation with his wife’s demise. But the loneliness feeling could not be eradicated.

I decided to use this opportunity and plan a movie together. 2 days later, we went to a Hollywood movie and took a corner seat. The movie was interesting about a woman banging a man, then
both fall in love finally got married and but my mind was somewhere else. Suddenly I placed my hand on His boobs and gave a light press. He was silent. I got more courage.

I loosened one button and inserted my hand inside His dress. I could feel His tender skin. I began stroking them in a feather-like touch. He started breathing heavier. I lowered my hand’s location from boobs to His penis It was already wet there. I inserted my finger inside and started playing very slowly.

He was already aroused and quickly orgasmed. I licked my hands. Next day I went to His house. It was a small chawl. I bought a single ice cream for Him. He asked I should also have it. I said let us share. He held the ice cream in His hand and I wrapped my hand across His hand.
He gave a bite to it and then I also suddenly gave a bite at the exact time. So our lips touched
each other through the ice cream. As soon as my lips touched His, His whole body jerked. But he enjoyed this. And this time when I gave a bite on the ice cream, he did the same back to me.

I playfully slapped Him and said he should not have done this. In return, he slapped me lightly. I caught His hand and kissed it. The ice cream fell on the floor. I then started sucking His fingers, immersing them in my saliva. He gave in. He now sucked His own fingers, as if to swallow my saliva.

I spat on His fingers. He licked them up. He spat inside my mouth. It felt like nectar. Then we started licking and deep french kiss. I put my tongue under the lower roof of His mouth. He said I taste like caramel custard. While our tongues were playing, my hand was pressing firmly on His waist.


He was moaning. I tore up His dress. Now our nude bodies were stuck to each other and trying to merge as one. After I had done kissing His lips, I licked His ears, neck, His boobs, His armpits, His belly, His legs, one by one. He was deeply covered by my saliva. He was drenched in my saliva.

Now I proceeded to lick His backside. His hair was spreading a wonderful aroma. Slowly I opened His panty, took his manhood and started sucking it. His moaning increased. He was unable to control His horniness. He wanted to insert my entire body within His penis. I now started massaging Him. He was already wet from my saliva.He was in pleasure and started
abusing his late wife who did not give him such pleasure, he said it was her wife after getting heavily drunk pull his head into a headlock between her thighs and force her hairy bushy smelling pussy and asshole on his face , rubbing it whole night, if he slowed or paused she will apply more pressure on his face making him breathless.

So my hands smoothed across His legs. He moaned. After sucking his penis good and making him horny, I tied my strapon, his eyes bulged as it was 1st time he was seeing something artificial cock. With applying enough lube over his ass I started masturbating his penis , now My cock
was almost gone into His virgin man pussy. I removed my cock and pushed again with full force. Now my dick went completely in His man pussy. He moaned. I fucked Him for 5 minutes in the missionary position. Then he came on top of me in a cowgirl position. He was in pain ,but his pleasure was more, he was now using fowl words to his ex wife why that bitch did not die earlier. I was massaging his stiff cock, he now spurted his cum on my belly. I asked him to lick my belly off. He did, I then left his chawl promising from everyday we will enjoy in office and in night. He now wearing colourful sarees enticing me in office, we do not leave any stone unturned to fuck his ass in free time.
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Story of sushma
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Padmini is sitting in front of dressingtable. She is well dolled, with heavy ornaments, from head to toe, all type all design, 3 rings in each toe and finger. Sapphire , platinum, diamond, gold, ruby, emerald,aquamarine. Around 15 necklaces, heavy ear rings upto neck it was gold of large kali steping on lord Shiva weighing 400gm each. Each nipple her pierced she hanged nipple clamp of goddess durga, on navel blue ruby studded sunflower on belly button.5 payals of gold. Big thick gold waist band as belt.
Two nose rings, head band. Sapphire hairpins, she wore her diamond dildo inserting inside her vagina 5
inch and protuding 2 inch, even her clit is pierced with vaginal rings and tongue too. over it emerald made panty. Aquamarine bra cupping half of her breasts, then diamond studded backless blouse, platinum ghaghra, thin gold wired saree. She did her makeup like a queen. She was satisfied. She came to living room her total ornaments weighing 60 kg as her weight. She was walking slowly. Today is very special, her daughter had topped in district math olympiad in class 3 in group 6 to 14. She is a proud mom, definitely a matter of enjoyment. She sat on dining table, her husband Nalin in pink colour saree with pink blouse petticoat wiping sweats from his face, his glass bangles making sound as he was busy in preparation food, he was busy whole day already prepared 30 types of dishes, TV showing his
daughter’s achievement. They have talked to their daughter Sushma in phone, she wanted a happy
dinner and late night bike ride with family in best moment of parents to near forest and stay at tree house for two days.she wants her both parents well dressed, Nalin househusband and Padmini is a billionaire being successful stock market investor. She stays in semi urban area low traffic population, fresh environment with basic facilities and she enjoys work from home, a loving husband and talented loving daughter feels she is luckiest in earth, which also worked full as all her stock investment were successful, she gives all her credit to her husband after marriage she has got rich. Neighbourhood is good and secured. To keep life secure no maid servant kept both husband wife help each other, she keeps her eyes most of time on stocks, she inspired her husband wear women’s dress do household chores. Now being love marriage they are not accepted by both families, not an issue. A happy small
family. Little droplets of tears of happiness dropped. Her husband was behind her clearing her tears with
his pallu. He hugged her from back giving light kiss on her cheeks.

Padmini: thank you my love for taking care of me and my home, just feel me relaxed.

Nalin took a cuban cigar from box placed on his wife’s lips, he lighted cigar, Padmini took puffs blowing it in air. Nalin made a nice peg with starters prepared by him. Padmini’s eyes half shut enjoying drinks and smoke. She was not fully drunk, in full consciousness. She looked at her husband, smiled, cradled her husband to dressing table, sindur of her husband distorted by wiping in saree, she took sindurdaan and smeared on his forehead, took kajal painted her husband’s eyes. Nalin looked at his wife in devotion, he touched Padmini’s feet got blessed. Padmini again cradled him to dining table, nalin sat on her lap enjoying nice bridge, Padmini’s finger exploring soft round breast of Nalin which developed after medication after birth of Sushma.

Bell rang, gate was open, their daughter came running , she was an angel dressed in blue frock, on her hand was a shield certificate and cash award of 4000 rs. She hugged her mother and father. Padmini
herself took her into bathroom gave her a nice cosy bath, Nalin meanwhile arranged all dishes. Sushma wore her barbie doll frock. Both her parents sat side by side, she sat on la of her mother, her father and mother took alternate to feed her own hands, her cute voice she described felicitation ceremony of her achievements. After each bite she gave one kiss to her father and mother. Her favourite dishes, after that her father mother fed each other own hands.


Sushma: Mom you look beautiful, Dad you look cute too. Nalin: but you are the cutest beautiful.
Sushma: then will you marry me, why you married mom, even you did not invite me in your weddings.
You cook well.

Both parents laughed heartily.

Nalin teased: yes, i will marry now, you are cute, your mother is old.

Padmini: aww, no body loves me, i am old not cute, then i will not ride motorcycle. Sushma: no no no, i want to ride motorcycle with you.
Padmini: ok ok, but decide who will you marry.

Sushma: both, you will give me bike ride and Dad cook. Nalin: so smart, no doubt you topped in district.
Both husband wife kissed their lovely innocent daughter.
Sushma: i want more kisses. Both rushed kisses, sushma moved her a little both Nalin and Padmini kissed each other. Sushma clapped telling: mom dad kissed each other failed to kiss me, they are losers fell for trap. Nalin shied.


Sushma: mom we are going to tree house on your bike. Padmini: yes my baby.
Sushma: yay my mom best, i want to dress like a princess, hugged her more.

It was already 10pm in night. Nalin cleaned dining table did dishes clean. Padmini packed some important objects like revolver, match box, knife, petrol, some medicine, pen.

Nalin wanted to prepare himself, but Sushma requested all will dress like in tarzan movie. She howled like tarzan.

Nalin: so this is motive behind jungle trip. Sushma: i want a lot of breast milk.
Nalin shied, smiled, Padmini pinched his hips, as breast milk improves immunity brain power strength,
Padmini breast fed for initial 20 days as her breasts under developed nearly flat, after Nalin took hormone shots, he is now feeding Sushma breast milk everynight before sleep, he takes hormone injection in every fortnight, it is costly each injection costs 5 lakh per shot, its effect remains for 14 days, but being male to produce in large volume he needs sexual excitation with pain at high level with no body movement to produce best milk, if any remains Padmini happily drinks rest from her husband’s breast.

Nalin: Beti, now time for your milk. Sushma: yeah, my tasty milk.
Nalin cradled his daughter took to bedroom, he placed Sushma in one side opened few buttons of his blouse point, just exposing his nipples except mangalsutra. He requested Padmini to help in feeding his breast milk. Padmini took elastic bands tightly secured legs, ankles thighs together. She tied 12 inch long dildo to her waist. Sushma never seen it, as her face buried in her dad’s bosoom. She took one nipple in her mouth sucked it hard, yet her mouth force was feeble. Nalin felt a sharp pain and pleasure as monster dildo rammed his anus, Padmini other hand pressing Nalin’s breast with maximum force, Sushma drank happily both breast milk.


Padmini: any milk left.

Nalin: Sushma is growing do not expect anything from now, now go remove that tool from my ass before Sushma sees and remove my bondages.

Sushma woke, her milk coated lips printed on cheeks of her parents. Padmini: is my baby satisfied.
Sushma: Daddy’s milk sweetest in earth, i love him. Nalin: now my princess will dress for trip.
Sushma: i want leaf clothes for all.

Nalin: that is possible in jungle, what will you wear during travel

Sushma took a soft wonderwoman costume, she was happy.

Nalin was wearing saree, but Sushma opposed saying Dad you will look beautiful in pink short skirt and pink bikini.

Padmini: look honey our daughter now ruling family.
Nalin: why not, after all she is a dominant daughter of dominant mother, a carbon copy of yours, thank you for giving me such nice daughter.

Nalin: so baby what more you want to do in trip.

Sushma showed a tribal video of tarzan scene where father sits on throne and mother does dancing, tarzan in childhood remains attached to mother, only drinking mother’s milk and father bringing food from jungle.


Sushma: i want mom to sit on throne, dad dance, i will drink only milk, live in tree house, dad will cook. Nalin: ji, take two hormone injection with us, and your tool.
Padmini: ok boss.

With all dolled up Padmini started her gold plated customized Hayabusa, Sushma sat on fuel tank and Nalin on back. Cold wind giving nice effect on bare bodies of Nalin. Padmini expert driver but slow drive. In jungle she drove very carefully to tree house. She stopped bike near a big banyan tree. Sushma was sleeping. Nalin held her, he hugged his wife from back tightly, Padmini climbed with her family on back on tree vines to small tree house. She laid exhasuted, had a nice sleep. Morning sun rays woke family
up. Padmini have made a rope way by a stick to another tree over a stream. Her husband daughter clinged her, over stream she released her hands, all fell into stream, she swam with family on back, on knee length they bathed, enjoyed splashing each other. She went inside jungle, picked some fruits and flower leaves. Nalin made garments from flower leaves for him and his daughter. Padmini wore her gold jewellery. Sushma used rope way making tarzan sound, she climbed trees, using vines. She felt hungry.
Sushma: dad milk.

Nalin: one minute beti, ji please give two hormone shots to me.

Nalin faced to Padmini, she gave two injection on his breasts. Nalin slept one sided, his legs tightly tied, Padmini started fucking his ass from other side and pressed his breasts, he just moved his flower made bra little, just one flower, pinkish large aerola nipple popped out, Sushma happily grapped pink nipple of her dad in her soft mouth, drinking calmly. She was tired, continued to suck while sleeping.

Nalin: ji my other nipple dripping, i feel it will burst, just drink it ease my pain, leave strapon inside my ass.

Padmini smiled, she was waiting to drink her man’s milk for long time, she sucked for a long time. Pleasure with pain Nalin ejaculated. They slept long time. Now in evening Sushma sat on lap of her mother Padmini on a branch of tree. Nalin did a tribal dance sexy dance in front of them, but after 20 minutes his nipples started licking, so he requested mother daughter duo to help him release. He sat his twi girls cleared his breast milk. 2 days were joyous, then returned on bike driven by Padmini.

But in 6 months effect of hormones tolled, Nalin died in heart attack, it shocked family. Now Padmini looked after house and job, Sushma also helped her, in continuing study, she developed lesbian tendency but not sure, but became submissive. After graduation she became astrophysicist married a fellow colleague, but in a road accident Padmini and her husband died , the bike driven by her husband.
She was pregnant at that time, later born a girl child, while breast feeding her her lesbian tendency grew
more.


Padmini thought of her past:




Padmini had been told that there was something 'masculine' about her desire. She often thought about what this meant. In an age where we are all over the idea of 'essentialising' and attributing certain traits exclusively to men or to women, is there a sound basis for saying that certain desires belong to a certain
gender? Also, much of modern philosophy, and feminist thought had said that there is a 'microscopic transsexuality', meaning that the act of sex, for instance, can contain as many male movements, as there are female, such that the act itself becomes the very instantiation of non-binary sex. Padmini wondered whether the suggestion that her desire was in some way masculine referred to the notion that men
were the ones who fuck, and women are the ones who were fucked.



Perhaps it was because she wanted to fuck sometimes was what worried people. When Padmini thinks of people, who might be worried about this, she thinks of men. It is men who are worried about being fucked, but strangely, they also kind of like it, which assured her that there was really nothing wrong with her desire at all.


Nalin and Padmini had always been able to talk freely about sex. Nalin could listen to Padmini's desires without taking them too seriously, and instead seeing them for the playful invitations that they were. Padmini had confessed to Nalin that she had always wanted to have a penis, just for a bit, so she could experience penetrating Nalin. Although Nalin had not done it before, he was happy to talk about it.


Padmini liked the idea that it would be Nalin's first time. For once, she could be the one who 'de- flowers'. She would be the one slipping herself into some virgin hole, claiming it for herself, rather than before on the repetitious occasions where she had been the one to be possessed simply because a man was the first one inside her, or the first one to fuck her in the arse, or the first one to fuck her outside in the forest, or on the beach, or whatever. She wanted to understand what it meant to be first.


Nalin was nervous, but when Padmini removed the duvet (soft and fragrant with their intimate smells) from Nalin's body, she saw his cock was already stiff, red and keen, leaking some pre-fuck sticky fluid. Nalin's cock twitched as she stared at it, moving steadily forward to lick the fine pearl of moisture that was leaking as a string from the eye of his dick. Padmini commanded Nalin to turn over on his front, and started rubbing the crack of his arse, stopping to feel his twitching anticipating butt hole, as he ground
his erect cock against the bed and presented his bottom for her.


Padmini told Nalin to get up on his knees, so he was on all fours and not to move. While Nalin remained in that position, Padmini got up from the bed, her clit swelling in anticipation and her thighs already sticky with her fluids. She reached under the bed to the strap-on that she had put there earlier in the day, in anticipation of Nalin's early return home from work. She climbed into the device and secured the black leather harness tightly.



It was a beautiful thing, and the leather that reached underneath her pressed pleasingly on her aching clit. Her cock was black and shiny, quite thick, though not too big, since it was Nalin's first time - she didn't think it would be fair otherwise. She twanged her cock, and looked at it waving pleasingly in front of her, like an extension of her clitoris - indeed when she touched her cock, the feeling came through it and stimulated her pussy. She looked inside her bedside table draw and found a bottle of lube. She was about to start squeezing it on to her hand, ready to smooth it on her new cock, but she hesitated. Instead, she knelt on the bed and said to Nalin, "suck me, suck my cock before I push it up your bottom, make it wet and slippery, so it slides nicely inside you."


Nalin hadn't sucked a cock before, and he had never ever even seen a woman's cock. Nalin got even more excited to see how much Padmini was enjoying have a cock for the first time, and he felt his glans swelling, the delicate skin stretching and causing more fluid to seep out the end of his cock. His cock was so hard that it felt like it was extending beyond itself, getting harder and harder and bigger and bigger,
so in need of touching and fucking that it felt like he would orgasm all over himself. Nalin concentrated on the task Padmini had set him.


He moved himself so he was facing Padmini, and leant towards her cock, with his lips just touching it - he could smell her soaking cunt. Nalin started to enjoy the feeling of submission, pushing his bottom further in the air, letting out a little groan, imagining what it would be like if someone came and took him behind, while he was exposed and sucking on Padmini's cock.


This thought made him hot, and he opened his mouth and started licking the tip. Nalin was curious to
feel the sensation of his mouth being filled with cock for the first time, which made him salivate. He almost ate it, feeling the smooth hardness inside his mouth excited him, and he started sucking it as if it was real, as it was feeling each lick of his and each time his lips slipped across the tip. He was now sucking Padmini off properly, blowing that dick like a proper whore.
Padmini was always turned on by powerful men in the bedroom - it wasn't that she wanted to be dominated or treated rough or something like that, like what people might assume, more it was that she liked how authority would slip away and melt into intimacy. It turned her on when they let their guard down. This was what made Padmini more turned on that she had ever felt in this moment, looking at Nalin sucking her plastic dick. It was like he was sucking off her clitoris. That it clearly turned him on so much drove her crazy - she could see this shy powerful man's dick twitching, and his bottom begging to be fucked by her. She could not believe her luck.


Padmini decided it was time to fuck Nalin in the arse, "OK Nalin, you've sucked me pretty well. Now show me your arse. Show me that you're ready for a cock inside it." Nalin obediently turned around for Padmini, "thank you. Now reach back and pull your butt cheeks apart for me so I can see your dirty arse hole properly."


Nalin obeyed again, displaying for Padmini his dark red hole, surrounded by soft hair, and giving Padmini a sniff of his bottom. Padmini could not resist a taste of it, and licked it a few times, pushing the tip of
her tongue as far inside as possible, tasting the bitter sweet smell of Nalin's hole. Padmini took pity on
Nalin though and thought she would be kind enough to put some extra lube on her cock to accompany the spit that Nalin had left behind from his excellent sucking.


Padmini retrieved the bottle of lubricant from earlier and squeezed a large pearl of it into the centre of her right palm. The gel felt cold on the hot skin of her palm and she began to rub her palms together to coat them both with lube. She took her right hand and began masturbating her cock with her lubed hand, with each downward stroked stimulating her clit and her mons as she pumped away; with the
other hand she started rubbing lube across Nalin's arsehole. She then started slipping her index finger inside him.
At first his hole felt tight, with his rectum resisting her penetration. She concentrated harder and changed hands, using her right instead, leaving her cock to twitch and glisten ready for its turn in that hot hole. His arsehole was so hot and tight, as she penetrated deeper, he started to groan and moan and breath heavily, wiggling his arse, pushing against her finger, willing it deeper. She finally felt it start to relax and she was able to slip her finger in more easily; so she started to speed up. She put her left hand on his lightly hairy full buttock, and slipped in another finger.


Padmini began to penetrate more deeply and quickly and Nalin's noises started to become more and more deep and loud and desperate with stinging pleasure. "Put it in me, Padmini, fill my virgin arse with your cock!" Padmini quickly withdrew her fingers, to give him a sudden sting of pleasure.


She lined herself up, just stroking her cock around his butt hole, pressing against it but not yet penetrating. She couldn't hold back any longer - just look at him wanting to be fucked - she had never heard him make such pleasure noises before and she had never seen his dirty prick so stiff. Padmini pushed the tip of her cock against his butt hole, and it yielded immediately for her; letting the tip slip inside. Nalin yelped and groaned, "wank my dick for me, jerk me off while you fuck me!"


Padmini reached around to Nalin's poor dick - it was so stiff, sticking up and desperately seeping. She wanked him in mercy, while she inched her cock up his arsehole slowly but surely. Nalin was moaning so loudly by the time her full length was inside him, from his bottom being so full, from being so embarrassed at his full bottom and his prick sticking up in the air, being wanked for him. Padmini's clit was really swollen and she noticed that every time she thrust inside him she felt a wave of pleasure, and each time, Nalin's arse seemed to accept her cock more and more willingly.


Padmini let go of Georges dick and grabbed hold of his hips and really started to hump at his arsehole, she fucked him well and good and was feeling like she was going to come all over herself. Nalin shouted "my arse is so full, it feels so good to have my arse full of dick for the first time, I love your cock
Padmini." She thrusted and humped, feeling the tightness of his dirty hole, she was sweating and feeling like she was having the longest most intense orgasm.


Nalin had never felt anything like it. Feeling his arse full for the first time was exposing and humiliating for him - he felt like he might accidentally shit himself or something, though he knew that probably would not happen. But as he became more used to it, the pleasure was incredible - there was this full feeling, with this stinging pleasure/pain that went through him each time she thrust and almost withdrew. His dick was waving around as Padmini humped, causing it to smack against his stomach, which now felt wet from the fluid he had been leaking.
Better still, she felt that she was hitting his prostate, his own G-spot, meaning his whole bottom and penis area were simply on fire with pleasure. It was getting so intense, and he knew he was making lots of rude noises and grunts and groans, that he was really showing himself to be a pleasure whore. It started to become so much, the pleasure was so intense, that he felt he was going to ejaculate his dirty fuck fluid everywhere - without even any stimulation by Padmini wanking him.


Padmini began to fuck more furiously as she began to get close to coming, and with that, Nalin's dick waved around more and more wildly. He was grunting and now shouting out, "its coming, my dick is coming, my stiff hard cock is about to squirt."


When Padmini heard that Nalin was about to come, she withdrew very quickly, to give him a wild and nasty sensation in his arse, just as he was coming. She then lay down quickly to watch the spunk show; Nalin's balls were tight against him, and he was orgasming white sticky liquid everywhere, it was squirting and swirling everywhere, as his dick was jerking wildly. Nalin immediately reached down with his own hand, to give himself some relief and to get the last drops of spunk out of his naughty prick.
Nalin was totally breathless and truly fucked, so Padmini gently licked the end of his dick, massaging it with her tongue. Nalin held her tightly and Padmini held Nalin tightly, in their post-orgasmic glow together. "I love you so much. How did it feel to be fucked, for once, for the first time?" asked Padmini.


Nalin thought about it. "I think I'd like to do it again, said Nalin, "now I'm not a virgin. I do feel like I belong to you now though, now I feel like I'm yours, I feel like I can experiment with anything - I feel safe to be unsafe, for my sperm to be sought by your egg, if you know what I mean." Padmini did know what Nalin meant, and she agreed, too.
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Story of Ragini

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Devika was panting with sweat, her body aching, eyes swelling, whole body pumping, fist strong, feet getting numb. It had been 1 hour in ring, fight fight sound from crowd gettiong adrenaline pumped. She was in sports bikini and short kickboxer outfit. Her opponent is a tough woman aged 30. In her fight of 5 matched recently it was toughest, may be she was not strong enough. Her opponent was a national champion, so no less tough while she is rookie, her earlier opponent not tough just rookie like her so easy win. But it was final so she have to get it all to establish herself as a MMA fighter. She controlled her thought, concentrated opponent, but she got a strong punch knocking her out for 2 minute. When got conscious referee awarded win to her opponent woman.


What more she got a warm hug from winner woman, woman received a hug from her son and husband. Referee gave her 2000 rs and winner 3000 rs. Yes MMA is new in country, that too less women participating, this MMA is not recognized, just local level initiative, so only few observors but betting on men fight more than women fight, no betting on their fight. Women fight is just a pre show to warm up before men fight. Audience enjoy their bra panty costume than their skill. For her 1000 rs is not
sufficient but necessary for her sustainability else she will die in hunger. She emerged from underground area, winner woman greeted her,” you are a good opponent, you have bright future, continue your practice.” Winner started her Duccati bike a bike matching her personality.

Devika: nice bike.

Winner woman: thanks to my husband, he gifted me, he pay for my diet, training. My son and husband always encourage in my fight. They are my loving boys. Nice to have a healthy income husband as money from here is nothing.
Her son hugged her and husbannd gave a kiss to her face, arms, saying nice fight, he also congratulated
Devaki for putting on such fight.


Winner woman: boys sit quickly, i have to cook, honey i have to pack your baggages for your london trip, beta i have to prepare your homework.

Aye aye madam, by the way you are super woman mom said both. Her husband massaged her arms and back while bike zoomed.

Devika sighed said to herself: nice lucky woman, got loving family, nice bike house, support. Not everyone is born with bad fate like me. I am happy with my bajaj platina, when will i get a nice bike like Royal enfield atleast.

She kick started her platina , looked her phone atleast 30 missed calls from Madhur her boyfriend, thought one day full lecture she will get from irritated boyfriend. But he is only caretaker of her home and daughter Ragini from her pregnancy after her unfaithful ex lover ditched her in mid pregnancy for another rich bitch. She moved accelerator to max but speed limited to 65 km/hr. 30 minutes she reached her home, actually not her but her boyfriend’s. She stays with him his elder sister and her son.
Elder sister is suffering from stage 1 cancer, so needs constant medication costly process, over collegeing of Ragini make them living hand to mouth.

Madhur was busy walking in verendah, he saw bruised face of Devika, but gave no sympathy, but angry tone said,” again late, if this continues i will lose my job, when will you understand your fight wil never cater our needs, this is 5th time i am late, in each fight i am late for my work for 1 hour , boss has called me with dire warning will fire me as today special guests coming as in earlier cases loss she accepted. I have prepared dinner, Didi will serve dinner to Ragini, i have completed her homework assignment. I do
not bother how you look or tired or hungry, just move the bike, if in 30 minutes we will not reach we have to move to slum for begging , there you can practice as much kick boxing with rags.”

Devika did not reply as Madhur speaking truth, his earning supports them, including her food supplements, but she has a passion she can not live without. She rode her bike with silence but Madhur continued complaining,” you never listen, i appreciate your effort for earning extra, but if something happens to you, who will protect us from evils of society, it is your strength courage that keeps me safe from hooligans, just think about your daughter sorry to say you have not given me to say our privilege. When will you marry me. In dangerous fight i fear for you.”


Ranting continued they arrived outskirt of city a small resort called LADIES. A middle aged woman in her
60s was moving recklessly near gate, she was wearing red saree with nothing inside, she was quite fat
ugly black, eating bettle always, her mouth licks those red saliva over chin. She was a village woman so her attitude never changed but a strong business woman. LADIES is a small resort that caters women’s night out parties, only feminine sissy beautiful men serve inside resort. Totally 4 bartenders cum waiters to serve them and Madhur only dancer in resort. He is as beutiful as actress Madhuri Dixit, big boobs,
ass ,more over decent size penis 5.5 inch when erect, a pouty face with red lips. Women go ga ga over his dance. He dances in a close compartment in glass, it is guarded by his girlfriend Devika who works as a female bouncer. The resort owner is a wicked greedy lady. She had her 4 sons feminized after her husband’s death, it was rumoured she killed him during sex made it natural. 4 sons work as waiters in resort but not as beautiful as Madhur. She also forces her sons in prostitution to women during party, Madhur seen most of times during her dance these 4 chaps get their ass fucked, cock sucked, beaten, abused by words, sucking pussy whole gang bang by women. Madhur strongly opposed his prostitution, only dance striptease no touch allowed. Devika even hated this profession to see her boyfriend being naked for hungry women but as no touch principle she agreed. She knew owner earns in crore but pays only 50thousand to Madhur and 5thousand to her monthly salary. She may earn in other profession but limit to 10000 rs/month, she is staying here to ensure her love not being molested by other women.

This time owner was angry,” listen Madhur today 4 important women officers of Govt coming, thanks to their meeting they delayed 30 minutes, you have kept them 15 minutes delay. They do not prefer delay
as they have family to attend, so they have ordered today they will touch you, you will dance near to them, close proximity. If you disagree then leave from here and never return.”

Madhur: they will molest me.


Owner: only touch verbal abuse may be some smack, but no extra, my 4 sons wil cater their sexual needs. I have kept them busy by my sons, hope they have eaxhausted by cuming on my son’s face or ass. Just get quick. Devaki you stay at door ensure no other enters here.

Madhur looked at Devaki in frustration went to changing room, he wore deep v cut backless choli without bra and small skirt with lot of ornamnets but 4 layers of underwear. Owner announced ladies our lead dancer wil entertain you on floor, just rest assure you get pleasure do not leave mouth of these cuntsuckers, you can touch him feel him freely of our lovely dancer. Madhur danced a rain dance , then strip tease on lap of each woman then got complete nude. Women took turn to rub their hand all over his body, his breast ass. One woman when touched his naked penis he started to cry, but a stern look from owner made him silent. They massaged his ass, penis, when fully erect he fell at their feet , requested with tears to live him virgin as he is not a prostitute, praised worthiness of these ladies compared them to goddesses, lawful merciful. Women loved submissiveness of this boy, they were already satisfied by their cunt sucked by waiters, they inseted tips inside his bra before leaving. When madhur returned he hugged Devika crying heavily his make up distorted, he threw away money on face of Devika, crying profusely he said,” just hug me , i feel like a slut, when will you marry me, take my virginity, else other will take it away, if something happens he will die, i need to fel relaxed, just make
me light.”
As usual Devaki told nothing just soothed him by her hard touch, she lifted him placed on front of her and started bike, cool air could not soothe tears building inside her, she was cursing herself for being helpless, it was 10 pm, Devaki stopped bike near their home, still cradled Madhur, hearing bike sound little Ragini and Madhur’s elder sister came to gate, to not to create a scene Madhur wiped his tears, Ragini said about how she played with her aunt, she being good girl completed dinner, now she wants to sleep. Ragini though close to all had special feeling for Madhur, she always sleeps with him on bed on his lap, Madhur gives her milk glass to finish and sings some song. After few moment Ragini slept on his lap, he went to bathroom, crying heavily in shower feeling to wash away those bad touch over his body,
even Devaki has not touched him like this, Devaki entered to bathroom, rescued nearly collapsing Madhur, Madhur told her not to disclose to his Didi as tension wil make her more susceptible to cancer. Devaki decided to feel him good, she wrapped him in a towel, dried him, took to bed, both hugged ech other cried till no left in eye in both of them and slept together.


Next day Devaki called to woman who defeated her, she was offered a job to train students, salary will be 30000. This will be not sufficient, she will also arrange a dance class by Madhur , additionally 30000 will be provided. Devaki was delighted before that she wants to meet them during a family lunch today.

Madhur asked what he will wear, they do not have any nice clothes. Size of blouse of his Didi wil not fit to him as his breast is 36 D while his Didi’s 30C. They have few money for petrol and some gift to host’s house. He usually wears torn clothes in home and old salwar to going to duty. All of their money spent on medicine of hid Didi, education, food supplement of Devaki’s training.Only one set of his sister’s old petticoat remained that too of her college days. Madhur took needle scissor and one small cloth strip. He cut from back of blouse, made it backless, stitched cloth strip as its string, only one string. He took petticoat loosened it by cutting some portion and used a rope to tighten it, he took one Dupatta of salwar as his chuuni.

Devaki looked at dexterity and stiching ability with quick thinking of Madhur.
Devaki: wow you made a rag to royal, you are such a great talent.

Madhur: yes, i have, but only i can show case when i leave that strip tease job.

Devaki: do not worry we will get some respite today. But in this dress you look sexy, how will i protect you from by standers.


Madhur: let me finish cooking for Didi for lunch, we will leave around 12 pm.

Madhur prepared, after completion he fed to his sister, once she went to sleep they left on bike. Madhur covered his exposed back on chuuni and hugged Devaki tightly so that his frontal partial nudity covered. Devaki felt arousal when Madhur’s large breast crushed on her back, his tigh holding of her waist , warm breath over her neck and whole body touching her. She wished a longer bike ride, she has loved Madhur but never got intimate like this as they promised they will do after marriage. Mistake Devaki did earlier and Madhur did not want to spoil himself. Platina slow driving comfert bike. In 20 minutes they arrived in a bunglow, a watch woman greeted them when they said their name. They left bike to watch woman, they entered it was a large mansion with big garden. In garden there was open gym with weights, barbell, gymnastics infra, kickboxing bag, punching bags, hanging ropes, other all equipments for exercise with a large swimming pool. A woman in bikini g string panty muscling to lift
320 kg benchpress, her face stern, muscles ripping, strong determination, ripping 8 pack abs. She was unaware of others presence, after doing 20 repitition she relaxed and wiped her sweats, she took her protein shake, she saw Devaki and Madhur, she hugged Devaki welcomed Madhur in bra panty. She tried to cover her modesty by towel but Devaki said all are in comfortable with her bra panty, she sat on relaxing chair, offered two seats for guests. She introduced herself Leela Mahto, Devaki introduced
herself and Madhur. Leela surprised,” you are Madhur, the great dancer in LADIES, my pleasure to meet you, sorry if i have offended you by talk, but frankly speaking you should ditch that job, i hate that
where morality of man woman gets butchered.”


Madhur ,” yeah, i can remember in last month one woman in resort protested against man whorism and indecent dance , which her friend circle joked ridiculed her. She left in agony, later in some social media she is making campaign against resort, but staunch feminist group support that resort. Is that you Leela Madam.”

Leela,” yes, feminism does not mean humiliate men and abuse them. I am strong woman yet i am a devoted wife, mother, thanks to my husband i get this nice house and my exercise equipments, i do not have any maid, after exercise i have lot of time to do household chore, despite a fighter i am a housewife. Where are my manners, lets go inside i will prepare snacks and tea for you.”

Madhur,” my pleasure to meet you a great lady.”

All went inside through garage, there were 10 different bikes custom made and 4 cars rolls royce, buggati, lamborgini, aston martin. Garage had washing facility, repair tools, pressure measuring system.

Devaki,” so your husband must be automobile enthusiastic, to have such great collection of bikes and cars.”

Leela,” no actually i have that taste, my hubby does not know how to ride bike or car, he does not mind it, despite being owner of a software company, he loves to sit on my bike everyday to his office or
anywhere. My son loves too, i feel relaxing empowered when my husband and son hug me while riding bike. Mostly we go short ride everyday, but on weekend we go for long ride. I have made a 30 days trip solo from europe to india by bike, in all continents i have rode my bike, with family i have driven all over india. In social family occassion i take wheels of car while my son and husband sit on back seat. They
treat me as their chauffer with funny comments, i enjoy it more. Moreover my husband loved me for my bike ride skill during college, he was a nice guy asked me out on my bike, i agreed. He got successful, i became mother, then wife then a fighter. He was happy not to learn any car or bike ride, always happy being my pilion.”


They crossed a shooting complex with different type guns( ak47, ak56, insas, glock, air pistol, shotgun, pistol, rifle) arrangedin row with bullets and magazine.

Devaki,” you practice shooting.”

Leela,” yes, after training 30 minutes shooting practice enhance my focus. By the way do not mind how
Madhur wearing female clothes.”

Madhur,” after my parents died in early age, my sister suffered from cancer, to support her i joined a dance group wearing female costume, later as money demand increased i was found by resort owner lady in a dancing performance, she offered me high salary, i agreed.”

Leela,” thats pity, worst fate in world.”

They arrived at drawing room, it was very large well decorated, in one shelf magazines having bike and car and automobile, other shelf for guns, one for martial arts, shelf named after Leela, one shelf of
business magazine named after her husband and one for his son with his comics book and science magazine, leela also has one shelf of women magazine of cooking, house decor, saree clothes, western indian traditional. Walls have pictures of cute family Leela riding different bikes wearing different costumes with her family, son ,solo. In Goa, Hawai she was in bikini sarong on a honda goldwin bike, in ladakh traditional kashmir analkali suit on duccati, in odisha tribal costume on kawasaki ninja, in bengal with bengali saree on hayabusa, similarly on western clothes on different bikes. It was a big galleria, there are pictures of her during fight, fight sessions, training. Her happy family moments with family, one armwrestling funny pic with her husband and son. she in traditional dresses like saree salwar ghaghra choli to modern clothes bra panty, gown, skirt etc. She in shooting state, swimming state
relaxing state, her medals winning cups along with her family, in one section her wedding she dressed in bridal lehenga and her husband in dhoti punjabi, she riding bike on her marriage, pregnancy, birth.


Leela,” excuse me i will take a quick bath, just be patience, sorry we donot have tv here, only entertainment we have watching our happy family time recorded to its best.”

Madhur,” do you mind if we request to watch this moment.”

Leela,” yes sure.” She started video and left to courtyard to bath, it was open bath with artificial waterfall and geyser, she got naked had a warm bath to relax her tiring body with a glass of wine. What else luxury she demand when others sufferring. Madhur and Devaki watched video, in one she armwrestling with her husband her son referee, she was acting as her son cheering for his dad. She teased she can not be defeated, though she never tried to defeat her husband which she easily could, to cheer her son she herself got defeated. Now her son armwrestled with his father, his dad also lost to please their son. Finally arm wrestling between mother and son, she lost as intended. Now winner is their son, so he could demand anything from loser as per rule, he demanded a vacation to disney, hawaii, paris, water world, london museum, chinese great wall and a big science laboratory in their
home from father, and nice meal, song dance, bike trips to college and in weekends for icecream from mother. Both father mother agreed to ruler. Then father termed a nice clean house with great food a lot of kiss lift and carry, long bike rides from wife. As per term Leela has to dance every night to entertain them and they join dance together, they do not attend any late night party or booze or night club , they did not hire any nanny for their son, all in family, whenever the couple go they go with their son, no regret of life. In another video it was wrestling Leela easily defeated her husband but no humiliation no erotic content as their son supported his mother. Leela demanded her husband always eat her home made foods, atleast for 5 days in a month he should stay with family in home as he spends most of life abroad in tour for business, he will daily take 30 minutes of walk, stay healthy no junk food. In another video Leela doing karwachauth, other festivals, it brought tears in couple’s eyes.


Leela came after bath, she has transformed into traditional housewife wearing saree, full blouse, heavy petticoat brushing , her hair wet wrapped in a towel. She said,” sorry for waiting, just bear 20 minutes of delay more.” She sat in front of her large dressing table, applied gajra on her hair bun, no make up, put her mangalsutra, a locket of picture she touching feet of her husband while her husband holding his son, she put on glass bangles, wedding ring, payal, alta, nose ring, sindur. On her waist saree pleats hold tightly by Kamarbandh, her one hand bears name of her husband and other her son, on her navel oum is tattoed on waist swastik, she was not wearing any bra panty, her petticoat tied below waist. She
covered her head with pallu, Devaki could not beleive a strong woman who bathed in nude, practiced semi nude now converted devotional village woman.

Leela went to puja room, she worshipped image of her husband saying all her desire success due to him
, he has acted as god to provide all necessary means to her by his blessings.
Leela went to kitchen, when Devaki and Madhur urged to help her in kitchen she politely said,” you are guests to me, we do not have any guest, its my duty to treat you well,” more over during morning she wakes up clean house, clothes, cooks, it is like a warm up exercise for her, after she drops her husband son on their office and college by bike, she starts her training for 3 hour follwed by 30 minutes shooting practice. Then she worships her husband , prepares food of different category. A well furnished kitchen was proof, she loves to stay during day after workout traiditional wife, daughter in law. As no in law sof her alive and her husband only son, she fantasizes to feel role of a traditional ideal village daughter in law. She never sleeps during day, in afternoon she brings her boys from their workplace college on her bike, this time she wears salwar. On return she prepares light dinner, all study, she studies her bike gun fighting magazines including women oriented magazine. She helps her son in studies as most of time husband stays away from family, dinner complete around 8 pm, she dances and sings with her son for 5 minutes around 9.30 pm and she feeds her son breast milk to enhance his brain power, he was bright student, she never missed single day breast feeding her son, so she continues producing healthy amount in last 8 year everyday. It also maintains her stress, vitality, relaxing her for next day. She sleeps after all slee and wakes before others. So she does not feel tired and never kept maid.


Madhur,” i am not guest, i am family, consider Devaki as your younger sister, you girls discuss, now atleast taste my home made food.”

Leela laughed agreeing. Leela and Devaki discussed. Leela,” my husband agreed to start a MMA championship for women only to promote and you can train others, his company will finance and he also agreed to start dance college for interested girls women who are more inclined to aerobics dancing than strength training. Madhur can teach there, he has mastery from pole dance to traditiional kathak , bharatnatyam. But i want to see your demonstration before i recommend you to start. While Madhur preparing food i want to test your training ability, consider me a new bie guide me counsel me, you can
show some exercise steps posture.” Devaki satisfied her much more, she had very well depth knowledge
about fitness. Madhur in 45 minutes prepared chicken, vegteablew stew, rice, greek salad, 2 sabji. All ate happily, Leela and Devaki praised his cooking. Leela,” i think we can start a cookling class if he cooks like this.” Leela paid them advance 60thousand salary of one month, Madhur called his lady employer saying he is not coming to job from today, amazingly that lady also agreed without any hush may be she is geting nice shemales from thailand at much cheaper price, even here hormone therapy and operations making men more feminine beautiful, no body looking at natural. What matters every one
happy without any fuss or legal trouble or fight as that lady was powerful and nasty habits of bloodshed.


Leela changed to light saree , she gave Madhur one of her saree to cover himself properly, rode her bmw bike to college to pick her son and Madhur left with Devaki, he hugged her tightly first time he saw ray of hope, he apologized for his early behaviour as for her fight which he hated more they are getting new life, Devaki accepted his apology. Madhur,” why not we enjoy some outing with family Didi has never ventured out, lets watch for a movie, have a dinner outside, purchase some clothes, but within budget of 6000 rs. We have to save 50000 rs as usual.” Devaki,” yes my love you are too smart.” On route they purchased boxer shorts and sports bra for Devaki with boxing gloves and sports shoe, it costs total 4000 rs, in 500 rupees they purchased cheap anarkali suit for Madhur for his dance this he can wear during travel, in 500 rs toys for Ragini and 500 rs saree for his Didi. Only 500 left.

Madhur held Devaki’s hand assuring,” do not worry, we will handle, we will not go to multiplex, old cinema hall and one plate chicken naan with icecream from nearby hotel. We do not have to hire auto, we will adjust on your bike no issue.”

Devaki,” i know you will manage.”
Evening happy family adjusted on bike, Devaki sat more on fuel tank, on her lap her daughter, behind her Madhur’s sister sat both sided as she was very thin, last Madhur sat one sided in his anarkali suit. Devaki drive was carefull slow to balance a light motorcycle, small cinema hall was nearby, near to it was parking spot, movie was a comedy movie children oriented, so hall was nearly empty and price was very low only 20 rs per family. It was light hearted warm movie no obscene scene, couple was happy seeing
to laugh to content by little girl and Madhur’s sister. Movie was only 1 hour duration, they had plenty of
time, went to a restaurant ordered icecream with thai chicken and naan. Night was a peaceful sleep all slept in one bed hugging each other.

Next morning after dropping her daughter to college she picked Madhur to Leela’s house, Leela had dropped her son in college too. Leela changed to boxing short and bra, so did Devaki, 10 more women aged 35 to 40 joined them, they were fat but out of shape, all were established business women, after watching Leela and Devaki’s fight they eagered to learn fight in a safe secluded place, so chose Leela’s courtyard open gym. 10 more girls aged 18 to 20 joined Madhur as they wanted a slim trim figure for future marriage proposals. Work was interesting, after 1 hour of training guidance more 3 hour training by Devaki and Leela. They were getting good friends. When her husband is at home she does not practice, rather loves to do erotic wrestling where she loves to be submissive and forced by her husband.


Starting in 15 days Leela dropped a news, she along with her husband and son moving to USA as her son casn pursue science stream, businees for her husband and she may fight in UFC, her husband had
agreed to give Devaki as caretaker of her house, her family can move in to this mansion, she handed over her house bike car keys, she also informed her watch woman about their moving into. Her son and husband already left, she will join after two week for visa processing.

Devaki in emotion,” thank you a lot, i have one request please watch my marriage with Madhur with your presence.”

Madhur,” yes i want to serve you some day as my mother, also you give my hand to Devaki on marriage. I want my marriage from your blessings.”
Leela,” i am more obliged, i wish my husband is here he must be happy but we will visit once in a year, i want the marriage to be quick, do not spend anything for purchase, i have lot of saree jewellery for Madhur to wear, just save your money, consider my gift to my son Madhur.”

Devaki,” we want to act as purohit of marriage, priestess of ceremony, no body outside will attend, it will be private.”

Leela,” as priestess of ceremony then i have right to watch your honeymoon.” Devaki,” yes, i have no issue, you are our guardian.”

Next day was arranged for marriage, some purchase done by Leela and Devaki. Devaki wore red salwar suit nothing else, simple, Madhur with full make up red ghaghra choli with heavy ornaments. Ragini was happy to see dancing. Leela was busy doing all arangements including cooking, she did a video telecast to her husband during wedding. She wore white saree with dhoti as petticoat with a sacred thread, she chanted mantra, Ragini and madhur’s sister showered flower, after saath pheras Devaki put sindur and mangalsutra on Madhur and Leela did her putradan to Devaki, she blessed them all. Devaki lifted Madhur on her arms carried towards bedrrom, it was nicely decorated, leela told others to leave except she stayed to watch love making session. She has presented strapon to Devaki and taught her how to use it, Devaki used it effciently on madhur, after 3 hour intense love making they had lunch together.

Leela left to USA, all are living happily
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story of Ritu
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Ritu was frustrated, why this has to happen today. Her new Duccati Panigala pink colour bike just gifted by her mother in law by whooping 45 lakh as dowry price. This monster classic bike had 1500 cc with maximum speed 320 km/hr, in 20 second, having 6 gear. She was wearing its costume made leather jacket over tshirt, low cut jean with leather gloves aviator glass and leather boot, helmet worth of 30000 rs. All these gifted from her in laws She in tension took cigarette blowed smoke in air. Her hands moving swiftly in frustration punching the bike. Why she had to choose this patchy path through jungle, it will be romantic she thought, how unromantic this happening, she does not wish to leave this costly bike in jungle as mostly it will be sold in market in black next day. No near by puncture shop.


Her husband was smiling in his red ghaghra choli. She looked at his calm face how cool he is, she thought it had been 18 yeras when the orphan girl admitted to a caring nice woman running orphanage college. Lady was Shakuntala, in college only 10 orphans studied, lady did not distinguish among her children and orphans. Her own younger son and elder daughter studied with them. Her son Devan and daughter Devika were her good friends. She was a good student with sports activities. Devan was a good boy good character poor in studies but good in dance dramatics, cooking sewing from beginning. Devan failed in class 5 thrice dropped studies continued his passion. He also got support from his family. Devika and Ritu inspired by bullet ridden by Shakuntala, she taught them how to ride from early age 12. Girls were expert but under presence of Shakuntala allowed to ride. After graduation she became IPS officer and Devika security officer inspector. Devika married a orphan boy Latam from her same class. Shakuntala approached Ritu to marry her son as her son will get a secure life, Ritu was also in love with him.

They have married 15 days before, due to her busy schedule she could not go to her honeymoon. Shakuntala wanted to see them both, so she took 7 days leave to stay with her in laws, Devan also wanted to meet his parents, sister. On road it ias 500 km, but on jungle it will be 120 km, they have
completed 110km, only 10 km to go inside jungle, but tyre got punctured, no mobile network in jungle. Devan insisted to long ride on road as he will get time to hug her more doing naughty things freely, but she considered to enjoy more time with family as she is not sure when will be her leave will be cancelled.


With no other option she started pushing bike for 10 km, for her it was not tough job but Devan was not able to walk with same speed she was pushing, in between he sat on ground took some rest. It took
them 4 hours to walk through jungle, they reached home. Shakuntaladevi was cleaning her KTM bike in bra panty. She looked her son daughter in law pushing bike, she rushed to them, seeing her both touched her feet, her son covered his face with pallu. Shakuntaladevi shouted her husband and son in
law that they have arrived. Both men came with proper ghoonghat, in ghaghra choli with aarti thali, they worshipped Ritu, sang some ritual song and guided her to drawing room, soon Devika came riding in her security officer uniform on bullet. She saluted Ritu as she is senior in post and she is in security officer uniform. She sat on chair, Latam came running holding his ghoonghat properly, he is careful about this as Shakuntaladevi likes her men to be ritualistic keeping dignity, he has been warned once and slapped too. He has seen
his father in law beaten by belt for maintaining proper ghoonghat in house while serving. Latam removed shoes, clothes of his wife, he gave her comfortable bra panty to wear. After that Ritu touched her feet now in relation she will be elder than Ritu. Ritu also comforted herself to bra panty. Devan was tired and slept, he was awakened by his father, his father and brother in law prepared nice meals and women had finished their meal. Men ate from their plate, women talked about job, men massaged their feet.Ritu thought like father like son, hoge big breasts and ass with deep navel, may be penis will be moderate as length 3 inch maximum, who cares for size when it will be used to impregnate her, she is using mouth and ass of her husband since marriage, every night she strapon fucks those beautiful ass smacking holding those magnificent breasts.
Next day was karwachauth, men were busy from day preparing many dishes, they have kept strict fasting for whole day, with lot of ornaments and fine sarees, they had a lot of time of free, enjoyed bike ride for whole day. Women wore jeans and leather bra while riding bike. Leather bra panty was comfortable for them riding bike. Riding motorcycle Ritu phone rang, from other side ,” Hello Madam, information is here , three terrorrists Abu Hassan, Abu Mazid, Qasim are hiding in pochhampad jungle, we have to mobilize soon, its important to get them dead or alive.” Ritu stopped bike, looking at her Devika and Shakuntala stopped the roaring engine of two wheeler.

Ritu to Devika,” its urgent, 3 top terrorrists hiding in this jungle, before it gets late we have to capture them dead or alive. Lets jump into action.”


Devika,” aye aye captain.”

Shakuntala,” i can help you, i know each corner of this forest, even some forest dwellers i have good contact, but before that we have to keep our men safe. They are vulnerable.”
Ritu ,” we have no time, just tell me about route, co ordinate and take men to home Saasu Maa.” Devan,” today is Karwachauth, if anything happens to you how will i live, better take us with you, atleast
we can die together.”

Ritu,” no honey, i will not die today, i am not satisfied with banging your pretty nice ass till date, how
will i die unsatisfied, i want i do freely no fear to protect you, i can run hide jump with you you always be a liability.”

Devan,” then leave us at some forest place, unless we see you we will not enter home.”
Latam showed Devika his mangalsutra and sindur and requested her to keep men at some place not far away from them.


Shakuntala,” why so much fuss, i am still here, 1st we have to locate them, there is no gps, no mobile network communicate, terrain is rough, whole security officer will fail here, lets roll bike as per my instruction.”

Ladies rode with Shakuntala on lead, inside jungle for two km, it was a kabilla, three nude women with bow arrow came to Shakuntala, they greeted all. Shakuntala told this kabilla is a tribe of 20 huntress, they live like amazonian tribe of ancient greece, only girls raised by them. Once in a year during rainy season Shakuntala sends 5 scum men who are mostly accused of bang but acquitted or got less punishment. Shakuntala had great nexus with other active female groups, in rainy season when these huntresses do not go for hunting , they enjoy these rapists sexually for two months, then killing these men who mated them eating their genitals as feast with liver. They kill boy child and retain girl child. Only Shakuntala knows , no body else. Shakuntala asked one woman have they seen any recent movement of men in jungle. One huntress made a cacophony, in 10 minutes all 20 minutes all nude
having bow and arrow, body tattoed full, their breast small but tight. They discussed within them. The leader asked without any favour thyey will not do anything. Shakuntala Devi discussed with Ritu and Devika. She told huntress to keep two men as their victim and just get one to them. It is better if three get them alive. One huntress described rough description she had seen, Ritu confirmed it them from her mobile pic. Huntresses said wait for them , they coated their arrow some poison which keeps victim sleeping for three hour. In 15 minutes the huntresses returned with three men hanging on a bamboo upside down. With their hand feet tied, they offered one man and told to leave the place soon as they will enjoy their time. Shakuntala thanked them and told others to leave the place as huntresses do not like outside whether male or female to observe their rituals of mating, it is very private to them.

Ritu placed one terrorist on front of bike, Devan on back, bikes started. On road many questions asked about huntresses, Shakuntala only said she just give them men once in a year, they never return , the huntresses never reveal or talk anything, mostly they kill them after copulation, but they have limited population, not many girls i have seen, their kabilla remaining same not growing, their age is increasing, who knows about these origins, traditions. men arrived home, ladies left with terrorrist to security officer station of headquarter. Men prepared for karwachauth wearing saree, ornaments.


In evening men broke their fast seeing moon , after nice food it was steamy sex, ass pounded heavily by their wives for whole night. Next day as usual Ritu left for interrogating terrorist, prepare her report with Devan on her bike, he wished to stay at home, but Devan have to take care of home and Ritu
during her busy work, cooking her tasty food, taking care of her emotional physical sexual needs . Devan still knows how a long tongue massage on fanny of Ritu relaxes her after long tiring job.
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#79

Mita's Humiliation Story - 1

It all happened in my childhood. From My Childhood I was a chubby boy. Actually I was a
bright student but poor at some of the subjects like Telugu and Social. I have some how managed
with Telugu but I got Zero in Social.
The teacher was very angry on me at that time. As it happened she noticed my chubby face and
long hair above the ears upto my neck.


she called aaya (helper) and ordered her to undress me to nude.she made me nude, then teacher brought a skirt of another girl and made me to wear that with two pigtails on my head. Later she took me to every class and showed my attire to all members of the college. Since, it was the forenoon she ordered me to stay like that still the end of the college. I had to obey that order.

It was about to be the celebrations of independence day. I was given name for the both drama and dance competition As all the roles are fixed there is no role for me so I went to dance teacher. I was given the role of red dancer in the group. The teacher noticed that I'm doing good. At the Same time Drama teacher called me for a role.

He gave me the role of a girl because job of the boy interested to do that so I have to perform. I said ok I have also given the best in my drama in the role of a girl And dance in the 3rd level. To my surprise my dance teacher saw my drama rehearsals and got an idea to another dance.

Actually it was an traditional dance performed by sarees She involved me aka OK in that dance to my lady attire I'm on the day of independence day,First given the western dance performance which was good. Next I was made ready for the Saree dance. I made to wear a bra blouse and a Saree in the dance I made to stand in middle of the dance over the 6 members around me carrying carrying ring to which sarees are fixed.
All the dance was performed and as I was in middle I was carrying 7 sarees on me. Later that the drama I had made to wear the half Saree. I was given the best to my hardwork. my drama teacher fixed the drama in the last. I was given the prize do the best lady role.


Mita's Humiliation story - 2

With all that my college days are finished, I entered to intermediate and headed good in my subjects. Later on I decided to study in Bangalore. I went there and my father joined me in a college to study engineering. During study I have searched for a part-time job. I got job in a training institute named for the bridegrooms. I joined there as reception assistant.

To my activity I also joined a course there itself as it was free to me. The training institute provides training for the groom's in all the ways to support their wives. Only less number of people joins this institute. To my class
Saree dbanging
Cooking Dancing Caring.

I'm the last person to the batch of 12 members In the 1st class of Saree dbanging there was only 6 manicures in the institute to which rest of the 6 members have to stay idle which made the head madam angry and she got an idea to us if any of we 3 members agree we can dbang sarees to others.

To which I have no objection and 2 others had also dared to do. We sent to the institute tailor for measurements Next day we got our materials ready. My job is to assist the office in the morning and go for training in the book. There we didn't have any lockers so we have use the girls cabinets upon request for keeping the materials We handover the materials and went to training in the afternoon.
I used to make fun among the team, 1 day a girl took serious about this and she took revenge by the day end She locked all over male dress in the cabinet in the day ending and closed the office to which we 3 have to remain in Saree for that day.


One of the guy called her friend and went to his home with help of his friend changing to male clothes. The other one said that his room is nearby and can go by walk I have no option I can't call my friends like this I requested him that if I can stay with him tonight he accepted.

We both went to his room in that attire in sarees only I'm in his room . He changed to normal but I don't have any clothes to change and neither of his clothes suit my size He gave me a bedsheet and an idea to use it as a lungi In the morning he brought some breakfast and as there is no
option I have to wear the Saree again to the institute This time he brought a scooty because I
can't walk in Saree in those streets at that time.

I went to institute in Saree and our head madam saw me and we told what happened. She scolded both the girls and me also for making jokes like that.There after we finished the course successfully learned Saree dbanging, cooking facing and understanding the girls nature
Finally finished the course .

But my engineering score went bad which made my father angry and bought me to hometown and got admission in the local collage.

Mita's Humiliation story - 3

As the day passed all that I'm alone in my friends. To my nature no one likes me . Suddenly I got an proposal from a girl. I talked to her as a friend and finally accepted for kind nature.We met in a racing circuit where she was racing her yamaha 1600 cc bike, only I betted for her, she won, I
got 2 lakh money from betting just 1000 rs, later she met me for keeping faith in her as it was her
1st professional bike race. In the 3rd year I faced an accident in which my leg for fractured and got into bed rest for 4 months. As Time passed we got loved each other over hike and whats-app
after my recovery she got me an offer to have her as a gift because a haven't met for 6 months as she was training for grand pix in Italy.


That day we had a good pleasure time in her bed for about 4 hours .Then i decided to tell her everything happened in my life. She shocked on hearing that I know to to dbang a Saree. On that day I dbangd her a Saree in her house She asked me would you like to dress like a girl I asked why ?. She said that she rented that house saying that no boys will come over here.

I accepted towards her safety. She dressed me in a long skirt and top. From that time, Every semester exams I used to stay with her in her house for studying. She likes to dress me everyday in her clothes in a new attire and in the long gap between the subjects a used to enjoy sexually or by playing games.

After all the exams have completed she gave me a surprise saying that we are going to a movie tonight for a 2nd show. I got everything for her and got ready by 8pm the show was at 9:30pm and the theatre was walkable distance of about 15 min. She saw me and said not like this. I didn't understand her words. Then she gave me a black color net transparent saree blouse and bra and some kerchifs and asked me to get ready in Saree.

I was surprised , She said I have hair upto back there will be no problem and if needed she will
tie a scarf around my face. She somehow convinced and helped me in getting ready in that Saree. She made my hair and makeup Kept bindi and gave me 6 bangles to each hand and also payal
and cheppals to get ready.

At last something was missing so eventfully she put an scarf so that I can look as girl in dress. We walked to the theatre a bit late so that I can be safe and she took the tickets in the evening. As it was a flop movie there was no crowd and got settled. She asked me to remove the scarf in theatre I unwillingly removed the scarf.
In the interval she brought everything for us. After the movie We again got walked towards her home. It was cold weather in time around 12:30 breezing around my net saree. She became naughty on seeing like that and i was not wearing scarf too. We almost came near to her house She asked me to wait at some distance so that she could open the door and take me inside ASAP.


I said ok she went hill up towards her house I can see her opening the door. She came back and said let's go home Being naughty she pulled the Saree from my chest and ran towards the house. And I was made half nude walking fast in blouse and skirt towards the home and faintly entered into the door. She said sorry for that. In the night we loved each other on her bed. The next day we had a great laugh on remembering this

Mita's Humiliation story - 4

As says passed we completed our engineering and she remind there for coaching of competitive racing, My father wants me to do masters and joined me in a reputed college in vijayawada. There I got a private room and also started earning by telling tuition to engineering students. I
have gathered some stuff like Dresses, Sarees Bra and panty sets, Wig, Breast forms. Whenever I
was alone at room I remain in girls attire and my girlfriend visited my place after 6 months I
received her eagerly, now I can recognize her bike from its sound, it is unique.

We had a pleasure night. She stayed with me 3days.We enjoyed those 3days with movies outing on her bike etc.
I stay in a room nearby Krishna river one night in the midnight we both went into the sand of
Krishna river I was in red chudidar and she was in tshirt and shorts, she took a rum bottle and
started drinking, her arms were getting strong not bulky, she carried me on her arms easily. She said that she was missing my saree attire.She wanted me to get ready in Saree which she brought for me as a gift.

I told her if he told her I would be ready in the room itself as I had girl stuff. She was surprised on hearing that I was gathering girl stuff. She forced me to get ready in Saree She brought in her handbag. I refused to do so. But she convinced me that if got there itself then she will have sex there itself with me.
I want to use that situation but I said first sex and later I will get ready. She refused but some how we both got some courage and had a wonderful pleasure on the sand. Later I was still nude in the sand she got dressed in her Chudidhar and collected my male clothes in her handbag.
She handover me to wear the bra first.


Then blouse and skirt, The blouse was somewhat different with no books but only the ropes on backside. She said that she guessed that I will gain some fat in these days so she stitched the blouse like this. She only dbangd the Saree. I can only see that the Saree was transparent.
I can't guess the colour of the Saree in the dark.

She dbangd the Saree in a sexiest way and atlast kissed me on my lips which gave me her lipstick. We walked towards my room around 4 am. We entered the room without switching the lights as I was in Saree. We slowly entered into the room and locked the door
She switched on the lights.

To my surprise I was in a heavy red transparent Saree with a backless blouse which she dbangd the Saree in such a way that I can see my cleavage without any breast forms
After that we had a girly night.As it was Saturday in the morning I woke little bit late.She had seen all my collection and wanted me to ready in one of them as full girl.

We both took head bath together washed the clothes.She selected me a Saree from my collection. It was blue colour Saree and a shoulder length wig. She wanted to go out but I refused saying
that it's not safe and convinced by promising that we can go riverside like in the night and I will
be coming like a girl.
She at last convinced. The full day we had the pleasure day and in the night we went to river
side. I was in the same Saree She brought for me the red transparent saree and she was wearing a
skirt. There we had good talk and she was slept on my lap and I slept on her chest. Time passed it was 5:30 in the morning we got suddenly woke up and ran towards the room.


My Saree was full of sand and her skirt too. We entered into the room safely. We had bath again and she had a call that at need to move back to the city. So I had booked the bus in the evening. She was very upset leaving me She want to do something for me. The whole day we both are nude and she was sucking my little dick. Yes my dick is very small of 2.5 inch which I can hide inside the panty In the evening she returned on her bike.

On the next weekend I decided to go her place. I was ready and packed only female clothes only sarees and stuff no male clothes and visited her home
The only male dress is I'm wearing. Aa I went to her place she was very upset and cried in seeking me I consoled her but she didn't tell a word
She gave her skirt to wear and collected my clothes for washing.

I don't know what happened we both are dumbed calm on the whole day. The next day she asked me interested in a movie or not I thanked god as she was back normal
I said ok. In the evening She took a auto to the theatre and got tickets for 2nd show. Later she
came back and asked me to ready in a silk Saree I have. I said ok.

I kept wig breast forms bra panty skirt blouse and blue silk Saree. She is also wearing a yellow Saree. We both went to theatre by walk this time I don't use any scarf. The theatre was almost empty only few people can be counted easily.We had good movie this time.In return she hugged me tightly and said as I was moving tomorrow night She want the next day till I move would be memorable.
I said ok.
I asked should I remove Saree for making this moment memorable. She laughed and hugged me tightly. I removed my Saree and walked all the way in blouse and skirt. 2 auto drivers saw me whistled at me can I host tonight for them. I angrily said no and moved from there
She gave me my Saree and I dbangd it like a half Saree there itself.


To my surprise she removed her Saree and gave to me and said I will walk half nude. I said if u do I will also walk like that. We both walked all the way towards the room half nude reached home and slept. The next day we both had good sex till I left.Later I left after 2 days she call'd me and said her parents fixed her marriage and she left her room and said to me that don't try to contact her from there onwards. From that says I was left alone without any friends.

From that day onwards, I always thinking of her but of no chance she got married and sent me those photos, she said she could not decline the proposal as her husband is working as General Manager in Toyota and he will help her to be brand ambassador of Toyota bikes which will be 1st time in future, she is now staying in Japan where she can now participate bike race easily.in
every month she posted her pic on her facebook, instagram her riding bikes, her husband has given her 4 costly bikes.
I decided to get concentrated on the studies. Days passed my 1st year was completed and there I
no subjects in 2nd year only to concentrate on project work and job searching
I still doing my crossdressing in my room.She still sending me pictures of her bike riding, in one pic she sent me riding a harley davidson in miami beach with a person in ghaghra choli covering face behind her. From this I understood pilion is her husband, no doubt she chose him for his money, support and more over his feminine look. As her husband is in high profile job not to tarnish his image his face is covered and pics were very few, not to leak in internet. But her videos in bike racing circuit was getting viral.

1 day I got an interview call from Chennai I have searched the journey from vijaywada to Chennai. So I kept leave to college and started to Chennai for a week. Luckily I got reservation on both sides. I packed all my dresses. I even bought a short skirt knee length and sandals in the day of journey.
I boarded at Chennai in morning at 4am. I got fresh at the station dormitory and left towards the interview venue as Google advised me the route By bad luck I have not cleared the interview. I still have 6 days later I had my train I decided to take a hotel room through goibibo luckily I got offer to cheap and best hotel.

I checked in nearby egmore station as my train is from egmore. As I entered the room I bath myself and changed to Chudidhar I have. In the evening I was hungry so I want to get some food. I call'd receptionist, she sent a girl working as attendant in hotel to me, she came. As the door bell rang I immediately got to go opened the door forgotten that I'm in Chudidhar. She was shocked on seeing me like that.She was a woman in late 40 dark plumpy and wearing old saree.


I immediately pulled her inside the room and requested her not to reveal this to anyone. She
asked me some money. I said i do have only 1000 as I paid the hotel bill so she took 500 and said
she will come at 8. I asked her to bring some food she noded her head. I changed my clothes to short and t-shirt.

At 8 pm she came with parcel of parota. She came inside the room and said that I look good in that Chudidhar as a girl I thanked her and requested her again. She said ok She asked that I can come tonight to the room. I asked why She said she want some sex. I said that I didn't do sex just dressing.

But she want atleast some fishy and went out. In the night 12pm door bell ranged I can see her through the peeping hole. I opened the door she entered in and asked why I was not wearing any female clothes. I said that I was feared She said not to worry she just want fun with me. I requested that I'm of not that type.

Atlast she compromised but she wanted to suck her vagina. I said ok. Again she stopped me and said not like this. She wanted me in Saree and flowers like a girl. I said i don't have flowers. She asked me to wait for her in the meanwhile get ready in Saree. I took out all my stuff wig breast forms bra skirt blouse and a blue Saree I got ready in 30 min. 15min later she came with string of Jasmine and kept in my wig.
Later she kissed me on my lips and hugged me tightly We both slept hugging each other till 3am. She woked me up and asked me to suck her vagina. She Is standing wearing a petticoat. She pulled her underwear down and made me to sit on my knees and she sat on the bed. I started sucking her vagina. That was clean no hair, but her thighs were strong, her vagina musky smelling, I put my head inside her petticoat, she started to watch a gay porn in TV as it excites her. I sucked it for 40 min and she left at 5 am.My mouth was full of her cum juice.

In the morning she brought some milk and bread to me and kissed me. I changed to Chudidhar again and slept on my bed. In the night 8 she came to my room and asked me whether I can come out as dressed like a girl. She said i have a surprise. I said ok I said at 11 he will be ready and wanted me to get ready in a Saree.


I had a net Saree with me. I got freshed and got ready in the Saree. It was the black net Saree. She took me a long drive almost 1 hr drive on her bike, after a long time I was sitting wearing saree behind a biker woman, it was a 2nd hand CD Dawn not fancier bulky speedy bike my ex girlfriend was riding, I asked about her bike, she said she has to feed her mother and two sisters, due to poverty she could not marry, she is sole breadwinner and to commute fast like taking her mother to hospital, drooping her sisters in college, carrying grocery, even for hotel like picking some persons, purchasing necessary items bike is easier, it was given to her by hotel owner. We stopped at the area having 2 tents, there were 6 bullets of pink colour outside and she said me to
wait at the bike She went there and showed me to them and collected some money.

When she returned I asked her what happening she said that they want a girl for some photoshoot tonight and I offered you for them. She took me there between them and said enjoy and call me
in the morning as I had her number As she left one of the woman pulled me inside the tent
I begged them that I'm not a girl and I don't do sex.

They checked me and got confirmed that I was not a girl They said that they don't want any sex and just need some photos like enjoying with a girl. I said ok. They appreciated my dressing like a girl. We had some photos like they are drinking with a girl, Kissing a girl. They wanted me to half nude in the pics there I need to remove the Saree.
They forcedly removed my Saree and had some pics in the tent. It was about to 4 in the morning all are sleepy and thanked me for the pics. There were 6 women aged 50 to 60, they said they are very rich but mostly enjoy being lesbian with girls or feminine boys, they did not like masculine boys and men and 6 were all sisters. I call'd the room attendant and she came in 20 min. When
she came I was sleeping in middle of them without any Saree and my skirt was pulled up and one woman placed her hand on my boobs and another on my skirt.the women also own the hotel I reside so they told they will return my staying money.

She silently call'd me I came into conscious and settled my skirt and had my Saree. While going everyone gave a kiss on my lips. I dbangd my Saree and went back to the hotel safely. The room attendant also had a liplock after leaving me at my room. I still had 3 more days for my train. But i don't want to be at that hotel.

I got an idea last night I got some number of those women as they are planning to goa for 2 days.I immediately call'd that number and asked if I can join them.They said ok but the whole trip I should be a girl.I said ok. I immediately left the hotel and collected the balance amount in request.I was waiting for their car.


They came, 6 women in 6 bullets, each wearing biker jacket and beneath jacket they were wearing only half petticoat and backless blouse and beyond picking me inside they asked why I'm in boys cloths.I said i need to change. They pulled my bag into back of bike where they have their luggages and I sat behind one, they decided I will sit for 1 hour journey in each bike being each woman’s girlfriend. They checked my bag what are the dresses u have. They asked me in
half skirt and top I have In the bag. I'm condition that I should change during a trip. As instructed I changed in the route behind a tree. They started laughing at my tiny cock I have enjoyed the journey like a girl holding woman’s breast from behind massaging it.
We reached goa in 6 hours that means they drove very fast There we took a single cottage beside the beach attaching a balcony. I was the girl with 6 women. It was evening we all set the luggage in the cottage and went to the beach I was asked to change to bikini but I don't have
So they have an idea just remove the top and keep inside the cottage and remain in bra and skirt
I followed as they said, the 6 sisters wore bikini and sarong.they enjoying swimming, taking motor boat scooter ride in sea, paragliding, water voleyball, scuba diving. Each sister took me as her accompany partner in each fun , specially paragliding and water scooter ride.

When I came out all the 6 women pulled me into the beach I was in fear of my breast forms. So I went back to cottage and removed the breast forms and wig and kept them to dry. Now I'm in bra and skirt in front of them We enjoyed the beach and returned back to cottage Everyone got bath I was in the last of the queue I was given a divan for in the cottage to sleep that night.they picked carton of beer and chilled with fish items.



Mita's Humiliation story - 6

In the morning, We got ready to go outside the beach and explore the tourist spots. I was asked to wear my best dress. I choose my Chudidhar in cream colour . We went out and had beer and snacks.Had some pictures at the tourist spots. We felt bored and returned back to cottage
The group asked me to get ready in sexy dress.

They searched my bag and didn't found any accept sarees In the evening they gifted me a single piece dress and asked me to get ready to the party tonight in the pub. In the pub I have seen so many cross dressers like me But they were elegant than me in a fashionable way
We enjoyed the whole night and next morning we vacated the hotel.

We started all over the way to Chennai. I was in my yellow Saree sitting in the back seat in the bike of each woman. As it was harleys it was comfortable journey, they were good rider
experienced women. This time they drove the bikes slowly as we have much time
That was a sunny afternoon. We all got relaxed on road.

The women around me started undressing me. I don't know what's happening. They slowly removed my Saree from my chest and shoulder. Untied my blouse knit from the back. I can feel the loosen knot at the back. My blouse fell down and I was in half opened blouse and showing the bra and Saree.


I got conscious and settled the blouse. They didn't allowed me to wear the Saree till we reached Chennai. They had dropped me near the egmore station. It was about to walk for 2 min towards the station as I can see the station But I was in Saree, they paid me my hotel rent which was 6000 rs. I slowly took my bag walked towards the station and noticed the scrolling of my train and platform no.

The train had not come yet. I want to the respective platform and seen that the train has come but not switched on the lights. I immediately got into my coach and settled on my berth and waited till the power in As soon as power on I left to the toilet and changed back to boy.

When I returned back My back was stolen I had made a complaint at station and luckily I have my confirmed ticket with me. I returned back to my room in the next morning at 10 and relaxed for a while. I was on tears loosing all my stuff. I got relaxed and in the afternoon I want to my professor and told about the interview. She was sorry for that and opted me go the internship program at Hyderabad.

I was accepted. Soon I was about to move to Hyderabad completed my project and submitted to my professor in the time I have. The internship program for 6 months at Hyderabad.

Mita's Humiliation story - 7
I reached Hyderabad and took a hostel at SR nagar, it was a mixed hostel type with reference to my teacher she gave me this address as her friend own it. All was going good. I have gone through the internet and heard about the crossdressing groups in Facebook,
I have opened an account in fb. I got many crossy friends, many girls also interested in
crossdresser boys, many chatted with me.
I'm doing my work good at the company. The only thing is I don't have any computer or smart
mobile with me.

But at hostel I was using the roommates laptop. There was 6 members including me in the hostel room I was the 6th member in the flat, it was 4 BHK flat, I was in one room, other 5 were girls, they were practicing in bike race circuit for future bike race championship. They were busy mostly staying outside, rarely come to flat as they were earning doing bike stunts in movies,
short films, so they were mostly out shooting besides practising for race. 3 months passed very quickly. One day I got an friend in fb who wants to share my pic. I refused but she always posting a post that I was a fake person.


To prove I'm not fake I shared her one of my crossdressed pic. To my badluck I don't know how it was happened the pic was saved in laptop's documents and my room members have known that I'm a crossdresser on that evening.Towards the long discussion and argument between me and the roommates I had accepted that I was a crossdresser and likes to wear girls dress.

They asked me if I have any girls dress with me I replied that I don't have. That night on discussing I have told them all the things happened in vijayawada Chennai and goa
They got to asked me that if had any sex I said no. So they asked me that the next day onwards I
will be staying as girl in the room in girls dress.

I didn't accepted. They blackmailed me saying that they will share my crossdressed pic. At last I accepted. I said that I don't have any girls dress and stuff. They said that stuff is not required and the dress will be ready by tomorrow. Next day evening after I can from the company they took me to a tailor at ameerpet and asked him to stitch me a blouse and half Saree.
I was shocked on hearing that. We on the way went to a shop and they buyed me a pink color silk Saree as they give the pink color blouse to stitch to the tailor
We next on the way towards the hostel saw a stall on the road selling bra and panties.They buyed me a polyester bra and panty set of two pairs.


To my surprise when I opened the packet at the room I saw that there is a hole like a man's jockey underwear to urinate. I asked them what tho type for. They replied for having sex. I refused it but I blackmailed again. After 3 days they brought me the stitched blouse and half saree They asked me to wear the dress alternative days at night time.

1 day the Saree and the other day the half Saree
And some conditions
1. I have to be in one of the dress in every night
2. I have to sleep beside one of the roommate that night
3. I have to suck her pussy in the night sleeping beside her
4. In the morning I have to woke up all the roommates by giving a nice cunnilingus
5. All my lugguage will be locked and I will be given daily a pair do the company.

I had accepted to all that conditions
They asked me to get ready in half saree
They had combined 4 beds and as i today all are sleeping together in this large bed keeping me in middle
First I was to sleep in the middle of the bed
They said to me that tomorrow I have woke them up by giving them cunnilingus.

Mita's Humiliation story - 8

Next day morning, I was sleeping in the middle of the bed
To my surprise I saw all are sleeping around me only with underwear on their body and I'm
having only blouse and skirt in my body and my voni is with the last girl sleeping
The girl beside me woke up and started pressing my chest like pressing my boobs.
She asked me to give her the cunnilingus first. I slowly removed her underwear and started blowing with my hand sitting at the end of the bed on her legs. soon she was out her female cum. Slowly I woked all the girls in the room and I also got ready to the company. Following their instructions I even wearing the bra and panty even inside my male dress to the company.

Many times I went to the toilet and had enjoyed my body in bra bad panty myself.After the office work in the company I was late to the hostel it was 8:30 in the evening
When I got into the room all the girls sitting in the room playing with a lottery game.I just saw
and went to the toilet and came back.

They just said that they had lottery towards the person I have to sleep tonight. I was shocked and gathered back again. I was made to renove my shirt and pant in between them in the room and got dressed in Saree that night .The door as locked and we had some roti as dinner
They braught some cosmetics like lipstick and kajal and some bangles for me.


I have to wear that, After a little moment one of the roommate asked if there was flowers or will be nice So they ordered me that from tomorrow onwards bring some flowers of my choice while coming from office They also told that tomorrow onwards I should blow their pussies with my mouth and not with my hand in the morning .I said ok or else they will again blackmail me.

It was 10 in the night, We all got settled. We have a kitchen with door in our room with no use. So they put one bed in the kitchen and said that it was my bed room and daily the girl who wins lottery will be sleeping with me in the bedroom.I slept in that bedroom over 11pm one of the girl came into the bedroom and slept beside me.
In the midnight around 1:30 she woke me up and asked me to suck her ussy.I was doing as she said and slept like that in the bed.In the morning when I woke up I can see myself half nude with no Saree blouse was opened and I was sleeping with her pussy in my mouth.I slowly gathered
my self and went to the combined bedroom and started waking up all by sucking their pussies.

That day was Sunday I stayed in the hostel only. I was asked by my roommates to stay in half saree on the whole day. I washed my clothes including the Saree and changed to half saree.In the afternoon they brought biryani and we had well took a nap in the afternoon.Our hostel was located opposite to another girls hostel to which we can see through our bedroom window from our bed.


In the afternoon all the girls went out and only one girl with me sleeping on the bed.I was sleeping in half saree like a girl beside her. She opened the Windows and sunrays fell on my face and I woke up. She was seeing the girl's from the window. I asked her what she was doing she said nothing.

She saying that once she can fuck a girl. I said luckily I'm not a girl. She said you are not a girl but now you are in girls dress now. She slowly gathered me my hand and got on me pressing my chest. I was fighting with her to push her but won on me I somehow offered her myself.She removed my half saree and pressing my chest heavily.

Slowly she pulled my skirt up and just then I said no sex please. Then she saw a hole in my panty. She inserted her finger into it and started thrusting it and other finger she masturbated herself.
Just then I saw 2 girls watching from the balcony through the window. She spultured all the sparks in my panty and immidiatly had my half saree and asked her to close the window.





Mita's Humiliation story - 9

I immediately got dressed in half saree and went into the bed room that I have provided.She came along with me and said that was nice and I was exactly behaving like a girl at that time.After She went out I slept on my bed In the evening.I thing I had told to the other roommates what had happened.

All gathered on my bed around me when I woke up. It was 6 in the evening.They are all asking me for their chance I shouted at them.After dinner I was in the combined bedroom.One of the roommate came and opened the Windows for cool breeze I said to her that girls can see through that.

She said no problem because they already saw me having sex.She opened the Windows fully opened. She gathered me very hardly. Removed half saree from my shoulder lifted my skirt up and enjoying me pressing my boobs I became nude and she rubbed her pussy into the hole of my panty covering my penis.

And finally spultured her cum inside the panty .When She left upon me.I can see all the roommate's was watching us.Seeing us one after the other had spurted their cum inside my panty. As it is a polyester panty it was not observed by the cloth.

I can see all the female cum in my panty and my tiny cock was floating in that juice. Atlast all are done and I came into conscious and got dressed in half saree. It was 9 in the night. We all got settled in the bedroom.I was made to sleep in the middle of the bed.All got settle around me
I was shamed on me all are sleeping on underwears only keeping me in middle.
In the night many hands disturbed me I can feel my boobs are pressing very hard.Suddenly one of them removed my half saree and threw it away that I can see.They are pressing my boobs like anything.I don't know when I got sleep having a massage like that.

In the morning, I woke up as sun rays felt on my face and I was shocked. I was sleeping over one of the roommate She was nude and my blouse was opened.Skirt knot was untied and lifted up. When I tried to get up it was not becoming possible as I can feel something inside my panty
other than my penis.


I can feel lot of liquid and pussy on my panty. I can see my red panty through skirt was untied and blouse was opened my bra visible.Again I tried to move She then woke up and gathered my hip and started moving me up and down.I was jumping in her labia and running with my penis She spurted all love water in my panty.

She slowly removed my blouse and pushed me towards that bed. I was in bra and skirt with panty inside Soon She left one after the other rubbed their labia in my panty and filled my panty with lot of cum. In the last my skirt as pulled and I was sleeping in bra and panty on the bed.

All the roommates laughing at me. When I woke up from the bed I saw that some girls are watching this through the window from the opposite hostel. I felt shamed and got into the bathroom and cleaned myself. I shaved myself that wanted me to have full shave without any trace of moustache and beard.

After that I got bath and get ready to the office
They asked me to bring some flowers for myself in the evening while coming to hostel and said that I will get a gift in the evening. I said ok and left to the company.





























Mita's Humiliation Story - 10

In the evening while coming from the company I gathered to collect flowers from the market. I have bought 20rs Jasmine band from the nearby market at ameerpet on 20th way to hostel. I don't know how it happened but I was eager to dress as girl and thinking about the gift they said It was almost 7 in the evening and I reached hostel by 7:15.

They asked me why it was late I said them I want for buying the Jasmine band. my half saree was still wet as it was washed today. I got to wear the Saree tonight.
We got ate the dinner by 8. I was in Saree going into the bedroom I was stopped and given me a box. Yes it was my gift they said about.

When I opened it I saw a wig inside it. They asked me wear it and also keep the flowers I
brought. The wig was too nice it was a free hair wig and also can be pleated
I kept the wig with the band and pins given with the wig and kept the flowers in it. I was looking
like an aunty now.They all appreciated me for my look.

I want into my bedroom and slept on the bed by the time 9.
Some time around one of the roommate came into the room and locked the door and slept beside
me. She slowly hugged me and slept like that. In the midnight we woked me up and asked me to suck her pussy. When I woke I can see myself as my Saree is lifted upto my thighs that means she lifted the Saree up.

I started sucking her pussy and slept like that
In the morning my position is like a woman had her fist night.My Saree was disturbed and I was
still had her pussy in my mouth. I went into the bedroom and started waking up one by one by giving them good sucking with my mouth.
All woke up when coming to the last person I gave her the suckb and she pushed me towards the bed she lifted my Saree up and inserted her pussy inside my panty and rubbed with my penis.

Almost 20min she done as fucking me later she pulled me upon her and now I was jumping on her pussy catching the panty with hand rubbing both her and mine.
I spurted the sperms out and after 4 to 5 min she spurted a lot of cum inside the panty.After that I
got up catching my Saree with both the hands and got down from the bed. It was still 7 in the morning.

One of the girl pushed me towards the bed and pulled my saree and opened the Windows for sunlight.I was in blouse and saree skirt.She untied the skirt and instead of pulled down she lifted the skirt up and started like fucking me in my panty.One after the other had me like that but the last person who slept with me last night pulled my skirt down and threw away.


Removed her underwear and pulled me towards her She made me to put her pussy into the panty hole and sit like that on her.She gathered my hip and made me up and down like jumping in her pussy.Slowly she gathered my boobs and started pressing them.I'm jumping over her my wig is dancing.

I can see through the window that the girls from the opposite hostel watching us.She pressing my boobs opened my blouse now I'm in bra and panty with blouse opened
She slowly removed the blouse at the same time she spurted her sperms inside my panty.As soon as she was done she pushed me up and removed her pussy from my panty.

I can see that girls is laughing at me. I was made to stay in bra and panty till all had got bathed.I
was made to bath in the last and I want to the bathroom in bra and panty only
I had got bathed and washed the clothes.They asked to come out in bra and panty only.

I came out like that and dried the clothes lol that and got dressed in short and trouser over bra and panty.
I got ready to the office and while going that said that I should look girly always.So they combed
my hair in a girly style. I was to company like that from that day onwards.



Mita's Humiliation Story - 13

I want to the company that was the last day of the internship.I gathered all my work and submitted my papers by the evening in the end of the day.I got signed in my internship letter and saved all my documents and mailed to my professor and to the project guide.I was late in the evening.I want to the room directly it was 7:30.

I soon changed myself into Half Saree. After I changed the dress immediately I was pushed into the bedroom by one of the roommate and pushed me on the bed. I was just like a girl bangd in the movie I sputtered all her cum in my panty. As soon she left the room. One after the other had done the same thing.

After all that session over I want into the bed room and said them that my internship I completed and also I have submitted my project.Soon I will be moving to home.
After that they all discussed and said to me that I will be staying in the hostel for one more month and also said that after the month that will book me the train ticket to my home town.

I said you don't have enough money for the hostel so they agreed that they will pay for hostel
that month on one condition.The condition is that for the month I should be their wife.I took time
Time for thinking and said ok thinking that they wouldn't blackmail me again. They agreed for
all that.
From that day onward I was call'd as Panchali the name they given for me. The wife of 5 girls
For the month schedule was with 10 conditions as
1. Every day I have to be wife of one the roommate for 5 days
2. 2 days weekends I will be the mutual wife for all the 5 members
3. I have to give send off as girl only till the door
4. For every girl I will be provided a dress and I should wear that
5. This time they will use oranges inside my bra and I should not remove till the month and
6. Every Sunday I should come out in girls dress only with them for outing
7. In the 2 days every one will share me on hourly basis
8. I should take bath along with them
9. The whole month I would be wearing the same bra and panty with the oranges in them.They
will squeeze the oranges in my bra every time like pressing boobs and I have to remove them in the last day
10. I should board the train girls attire only and I should remove the oranges after boarding the train

So I agreed to all the conditions and accepted to dare
The remaining will be same I should wake them up as usual and go to bed as usual.

The 5 dresses that brought for me are along with Saree and half Saree as usual they gave me
1. Saree
2. Half saree
3. Frock
4. Salwar
5. Skirt and top

The skirt was the combination of 3 skirts. Long skirt on the upper part which can be removed to have a knee length skirt and also a mini skirt upto thighs only.As they planned the month staring with the 1st came on Saturday.

As per schedule I had to be wife of all the 5 members
That day morning I woke up all the girls by giving them a pussy sucking and all the girls had
their session with me. This time they cummed heavier than before.
Soon I was ready for bath I was made to wait inside the bathroom in bra had panty only with two
soaps in the bra cups.
One after the other had bath with me rubbing the spam to foam and cumming inside the panty. After all had me I took a clean bath and came outside in bra and panty. They asked me to stay in bra and panty for the whole day till they come back to the room.

They locked me inside the room and I was staying in the room only in bra and panty. As I was alone in the room I slowly want into the sleep. In the afternoon it was somewhat uneasy to me and when I opened my eyes it was ridiculous.

One of the roommate like fucking me in my panty hole
As I woke up u gathered me on her top and started me to jump on her pussy.She was done in my
panty after 30 min of my jumping.After that I left and I web to sleep again
In the evening I woke up and had bath again and relaxed on the bed.

All the roommates came at 6 in the evening with a case full of oranges and flowers in their bag.Soon they came they saw me freshly bathed and had me one after the other till 8pm. After that they showed me how they will squeeze the oranges in my bra.I have to sleep like that in bra and panty only with all 5 members in the middle of the bed
Before sleeping that kept 2 oranges in my bra. To be continued.....




Mita's Humiliation story - 14

That night I was made to sleep in middle of the bed on bra and panty only with 2 oranges and Orange pulp squeezed in my bra.I was made to ride on all the pussies over my panty that night and at last I made to sleep at wall.Even after that they made to fuck and cum in my panty. They squeezed the oranges and there was the strains of the Orange juice on the bed
In the morning when I woke up I was on the top of a girl with her pussy in my panty and filled with cum.
After that one after the other had their session and cummed in the panty. After that we had got bath together.
After bath I'm still in be and panty in the room asked them what to wear now.They asked me to stay in bra and panty only till the night.They said in the night we will be going to 2nd show
movie and they planned to for Prasad's Drive in and brought a car.

That full day if anytime comes anyone of the roommate comes to me had like sex with me.I also don't how many times that come and had with me till 7 in the evening
At 7 that wanted me to get ready in Half saree and will be moving at 9.We silently moved to the car safely and started to the NTR gardens and reached the theatre by 10 at the Showtime.

We settled in the car with the stereo input and got into the layout we have provided.In the car I
was half nude only in blouse and skirt because they removed my half saree
All the girls had cummed in my panty in the car
They slowly removed my blouse the only clothes I had on my body are bra and skirt only till the end of the film
After the movie I got dressed back with half saree and rided out in the car.


They wanted to walk all along the necklace road in half saree.I walked all along the neclace road in the half saree with them.We had a good walk all over the night and in the morning 4 we went to the hostel.After getting into the hostel I was again got into sex and cummed in my panty and went into the sleep.

It was 8 in the morning I woke up first and gave cunnilingus to all the girls and went into the bathroom and washing my clothes. The other roommates somehow consoled me and asked me to dry myself under the sun behind the kitchen.
I was drying the Saree with both the hands and in blouse and skirt under the sun.It took around 1 hour to dry myself.



By the time I dried I was locked inside the room and they left to their work.I slept in the room after having my breakfast.In the afternoon one of the roommate came to the room with parcel for me.

She was sorry for not supporting me in the morning. She got me a biryani and I ate that. after that She had like sex with me and cummed inside the panty.After that She left saying that today She will be my husband for tonight that's why She brought me food. Soon after She left i got into sleep.

To be continued....


Mita's Humiliation Story - 15

On that evening before they come I got ready in Half saree.After that come one after the one came to me and had like sex and cummed in my panty and squeezed the oranges after that I was asked my day girl husband to get ready in Saree like a first night girl and gave l some flowers to keep in my hair.

I got ready in Saree that asked me to keep the oranges in my bra after getting dressed. I kept the oranges and I think I have large boobs.I was given a milk glass and they pushed me into the bedroom.My girl husband waiting in the bedroom she locked the bedroom from inside and gathered me.
Slowly she removed my Saree and asked me to sleep with her hugging like that in blouse and
skirt only.While talking only she squeezed the oranges inside the blouse.She poured the milk into
my blouse and drank the juice and milk mixture from my blouse like a child drinks milk from
























moms breast.

Next she wanted me to suck her pussy. She slowly removed her clothes and put her pussy in my mouth. We slept like that till morning. In the morning She pulled me towards her and almost removed all my clothes till bra and panty and put her penis in my panty hole and made me to sit on her pussy.She made me to jump on her pussy it was a lot of cum spurted in my panty.

My tiny penis was floating in that female cum. I had forgotten that I was a boy till I see my
penis .I was very much habituated in that room as I was went out from my bedroom to combined bedroom in bra and panty only. I woke up all by giving them cunt sucking.Again I had a full session with all the roommates.

This time I cannot see my penis in my panty as it was filled with cum.When I had the last session the cum inside the panty is flowing out from my hip.That was the time time for my another girl husband. She asked me to get ready in Chudidhar by afternoon. She wanted to have a great fun with me from afternoon onward.

I was made to bath with all the roommates.I gave sendoff to all the roommates and got ready in the Chudidhar I have given.In the afternoon she came with food parcel and we both ate the lunch. After that we had a good talk. As she wanted I gave myself to her she cummed inside my panty almost 3 times in the afternoon.

After that I got dressed in Chudidhar and she left. As I was locked inside the room what I can do I went to sleep and woke up in the evening after that have come.In the evening they come with drinks and even I was also have joined to drink.And after 9 I went to bedroom in ChUdidhar and we has great session for 3 hours.
At 1 we went out on her bike in the city outskirts.We drove all over the outskirts and walked for sometime. She enjoyed me overtime like a girl.We reached hostel by 4:30. After that she had like sex with me and cummed inside my panty and slept on the bed. And in the morning at 7 I have woke up all the girls by cunt sucking and bathed along with them.

I had given send off to all, 3rd girl husband came to me and asked me to wait for her till afternoon in bra and panty only.I was waiting for her like that only till the afternoon.

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Mita's Humiliation Story - 16

I was waiting for her in bra and panty only. In the afternoon at 2 she came and we had a good session till 4. She wanted me to get ready in frock in the evening. In the evening by 7 when all the roommates came I was still in bra and panty only.All had cummed in my panty and after that I got freshen up and got ready in frock by 9.

At 10 she took me to pub to a ladies night. We had a good party in the pub and had drinks. We went there by car.After the party we had a good session in the car.All night we had roamed all over the city and got to hostel by 4. She had told all things to the roommates.The roommates was shocked.

After that my female husband and me had a good session in the bedroom.In the early morning I have to wakeup all the girls. I started to give cunnilingus I was in bra and panty only at that time. Instead of giving cunnilingus that pulled me towards them and made me sit on their pussies and ride them by putting tier pussies inside my panty.
The girls from the window laughing on sight of me. After that one of the girl call'd my roommate and asked her to send me to girl's hostel for a day.The girls asked me to got ready in half saree and sent me to girls hostel by jumping over the wall.The girls asked me several questions.

I have answered them one After The other. I even showed my penis to the girls. They was shocked on seeing my small penis.I also said them that I had forgotten that I'm a boy. That afternoon I slept with girls in the girls hostel.I came back to the hostel room in the evening At 8
My female husband wants me get ready in the skirt.

I was got ready in long skirt. They made me to wear half skirt knee length skirt and all had their session. I was made to jump and dance on their pussies with penis in my panty without removing the skirt. It was completed at 10.She took me out in the half skirt on her Enfield. We went all along the outskirts there we walked for a mile.

We kissed each other and she made me to suck her pussy in between the road. She pulled my half skirt to mini skirt It was upto my thighs.While kissing she removed my top.I was in red bra with orange pulp and 2 oranges in the bra and she squeezing the oranges slowly.On her bike I sat on her penis in bra and miniskirt.

She made like having a sex with me. After that we drove all along the outskirts and I was made
to sit on the bike like normal by keeping my both the legs Wide on each side. While riding on the
bike my skirt was flowing through the air.

After some time she made to drive her bike.This time when I was driving the skirt was flowing full up through with the air.She started to squeeze the oranges slowly.The juice was flowing below my bra towards the skirt. We stopped at the begumpet flyover and she gathered me and made me to sleep on the bike and made like having sex with me.

After that we reached the hostel by 4. I was made to go to room in bra and skirt only. When I entered the room and switch on lights all got shocked on seeing me.My female husband came and pulled me towards the bedroom and till 5 we got time to each other. Almost she cummed 4 times in that hour.

I was made to ride on her pussy in mini skirt and bra.At 6 I started to wake up all the roommates by giving them cunnilingus.Again that made to ride on the each of the pussies in that dress.As I was tired I slept on the last person like that only.

After that I don't know what happened when I woke up it was 1 in the afternoon.I was lying in the bed in bra and mini skirt only.My panty was filled with cum and bra was filled with orange pulp and juice.All my body was full of cum on my belly third and even on my face.

Yes they even cummed on my face also. I got cleaned myself it was 3 in the evening.I washed all my clothes and remains in bra and panty only.At 4 all the roommates came to me I asked what they had done in the morning .I even quarreled with them.
They showed me what they had done in the morning.This time I was awake.They cummed all sides of me by keeping me in middle. They even cummed in my mouth this time. As it was Saturday they made a funn with me.They said to me for ready in the skirt We will be going to
2nd show movie in the night.I was asked to wear mini skirt under a long skirt and ready for the
movie.

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Mita's Humiliation story - 17

I got ready in top and long skirt with mini skirt inside.It was 9 in the night.The car was ready outside but the roommates was not ready.Before going to ready they had like sex with me and all the 5 had cummed in my panty.
Again I have to got ready.We are all got ready to the movie
Instead of going in car we went to the nearest theatre by walk.

They got the tickets. It was an English movie the theatre was almost empty and this time we got the centre seats.They had brought some oranges with them in their bag and kept 2 oranges in my bra.They forced me to remove my long skirt and stay in mini skirt.They took my long skirt and kept in the bag.

One after the other squeezed the oranges and I was made to sit in middle of them.In the interval I
want to go to toilet i asked them my long skirt but they insisted me to go to toilet in that mini
skirt only. As the theatre as with less people and no girls I dare to go in skirt. I was in top mini skirt and heels.

When I returned back the movie was started, It was dark When I was passing towards my seat.I sat on one of my roommate.She slowly kept her pussy in my panty and cummed inside my panty. Soon I settled in my seat.Once again They started squeezing the oranges.After the movie is over.

We all left towards the park. I was made to walk in top and mini skirt in heels. In the park all had me in the skirt on the bench. I was made to sit on them by putting their pussy in my panties and they made me to jump on their pussies. Slowly they removed my top I was in bra and skirt with oranges in my bra.

They are squeezing the oranges slowly from my bra.I was made to walk like that only towards the hostel.After reaching hostel in the room we had another session upto 4 in the morning. I was slept like that in the morning almost at 5. As It was Sunday we all slept like that
All are sleeping nude around me and when I woke up they pulled me towards them and made me to ride on their pussy.

I can see the girls watching through the window.They are watching me having sex like a girl in their top.I was in bra and skirt. As they are cumming in my panty the cum is coming out from my hip as it is filled with cum.After that I had bath with all the girls that again cummed in my panty.

After bathing I remained in bra and panty only with oranges in my bra.As it was restless night I slept on the bed like that in bra and panty only.I don't know how many times they had me like a girl in every leisure time they got.The same was continued till the evening.

They just call me panchali and I have to respond them.In the night we had our dinner and got into the talk I had collected the dresses from the balcony which I had washed in the morning. I asked them what to wear now before going to sleep.

They asked to stay in bra and panty.I have to sleep like that in the middle of the bed
Before going to sleep I have rides on all the pussies and all had cummed in my panty and we all
slept.In the night I can feel many hands pressing my boobs.In the morning as usual I woke up sleeping on a pussy.



























Mita's Humiliation story - 18

The girls watching from the window I was ashamed infront of them. As I was in bra and panty riding a pussy like a girl.That was the last week I'm staying in Hyderabad .From that minute every leisure time that have they had like sex with me.They had taken me out in the night's every night.

One night They took me out in Saree and took out in night all along way to necklace road.That night we say a foreigners troop they made me to suck their pussy in the public in a boat on husain sagar and another night They took me to outskirts in mini skirt.They made me walk on mini skirt and top on the highway.

All the 5 roommates had like sex with me on the outskirts on the road. Another day we went to pub. They made me to dance in half skirt with them. I made to go to gents toilet in the skirt with each of them 5 times.I sucked and had like sex with them in the gents toilet.They made to drink in the pub and dance along with them.

We had roamed all over the city like that. In the last 3 days I was shared in hourly basis with the roommates.Each of them shared me for 6 hours each.In every 3 hours interval I have to get ready in their favorite dress that want.Every one comes with two oranges and keep in my bra and squeeze them.

They filled my panty with lot of cum and bra with orange pulp.It was the last day in the hostel. The next day at 10:30pm I had the train they booked. They booked a 1st class ad ticket for me. The full day I was in bra and panty only till the evening I leave.
There is no count that how many times they had like sex with me.The panty is filled with cum. The blouse was not fitting me as the orange pulp is much in the bra so they removed some orange pulp. On the day of journey I had packed all the clothes that asked me get ready in skirt They took me outskirts at 9 p.m. in the car.

They all enjoyed me like a white and by the train time we reached the station. I boarded into the train in half skirt.They setteled my lugguage on the compartment berth and asked me to stay in train bathroom.One after one came into the bathroom and I have to stay in bathroom in bra and mini skirt.

To everyone I have to suck their pussy and every one had ki k sex with me in the toilet. In the last they given me a cover in which a t-shirt and a short was there that too girly
Anyway I wore them and got into my compartment and settled on my berth.

As train moved they all left me by giving a kiss.As they left I cleaned myself and got into my berth and had a nice sleep. I had woked unpin the morning at my hometown station and went home.

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Mita's Humiliation story - The End

After coming to home I was missing the days in Hyderabad.I was unable to wear my male clothes at home.Every day my pleasure was asking me to dress but there Is no dress with me.one day I got a call from my roommates that said that they are taking in part in bike race in Dubai, they are moving to Dubai.

I asked can they help me in getting job. They said ok but till now They didn't tried for me.ow I'm looking for a job.I want to settle down. Soon I got a job in a pharma company owned by Meera madam, her daughter was divorced, madam knew i love to wear female clothes. She ignored my past sexual activities. She arranged a date for her daughter,we met talked, and I am ready for her male wife, I will resign my job and take care of her home.

It was a date, I was wearing a nic efloral print saree with blouse andmatching petticoat. Meera Madam came with wearing jeans and short top only in her bike, I touched her feet, she blessed me. Then her daughter came, she was in saree and blouse and in scooty. I touched her feet too. We chatted, she did not speak anything about her past, she said she is divorced now, looking for new partner.I said,” I have suck pussy of many women, but my boyhood anal cherry is still intact and it will be you who will bust my anal virginity. I will be a dutiful obedient man wife, but I need you to be strong enough to tame me, protect me. I want you to learn bike ride as all of my previous girlfriends were bike riders, and you must be strong so you can treat me as a doll husband and I want my breasts to grow naturally, so it will be your palm strength to grow it.”
She said she will next meet me in 2 months and she promised that she will be in new avatar.
After 2 month in my home i was just roaming. I saw a harley bike stopping at my home, my future wife in biker bra and sarong all of leather with boot got down. She came with a strapon pointing out. She pushed my family members to one room, dragged me to bedroom
holding me in one arm lifting it she fucked my ass brutally so justifying her transformation. Soon
few neighbour boys came, but she defeated them easily by karate kicks while holding me on her shoulder, she started walking to her bike, my resistance was futile, she held me on front and started riding to her bunglow with high speed, I could not see anything. She was riding now deep inside forest to abandoned small fort, she put me on ground and turning me over again fucked
my ass with strapon, I could see now her bulging vein, wide shoulder and strong biceps the one i demanded from her, she was not speaking anything, then she took me to her bunglow and fucked my ass in front of her mother and daughter , atlast nail in coffin she fucked me in front of my Mom and sister. Finally all families met and agreed our marriage is complete as per Gandharva Vivah, I am man wife of my wife.
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This is story of KrishnaVeni Bhabhi and how she became leader cum godmother of our village.

Our village is Pritampura and Shaktikanth Deb is our village headman. His elder son is Shivkant Deb, he is
+2 pass but stays at village trying to develop the village, for which he is respected. He is young soft spoken fair and slim. His youngest son is Radhakant Deb, he is most pampoured boy in family,he is 10th fail, he is thin soft spoken but very fair and has long hairs as per style. He has a lot of friends of same age in family. Wife od Shaktikant Deb died a long time ago, but he did not remarry fearing ill treatment of children. From beginning he was busy in matters of village, so mostly his two sons look after home including cooking as in village no woman prefers to job of a maid in others home for money. So two sons failed poorly in studies.


One day Radhakant with his friend went for city, on return they found no bus for return, it was late night, they had no money left for hotel. Soon they heard a bike coming, the bike was ridden by a girl with jeans pant and jeans shirt, she was wearing helmet. She gave them lift as she was returning to her
village, en route she dropped both men on their village. Radhakant was thinking he could not see face of
girl, neither he could talk to her.

10 km away lived a widow Ratnavali, her only daughter KrishnaVeni. Ratnavali was widowed for long time,she was best friend of my mother, both has decided alliance of matrimony when they were teenager i.e. before their marriage.
So with alliance from ladies side will come to see the groom, but no one was there in their home, so Kriushna bhabhi will come with her mother. Shaktikant Deb was not present as he got some urgent call from some farmer. But he said his sons to take care of guests, on request Radhakant Deb was there to help his brother, with no near hotels the both brothers prepared snacks for the guests as well as lunch.

In around morning 10 Am they heard sound of bullet, in village no one owned any vehicle except few tractors, the village is well connected with public transport so no need for two wheelers. In curiousity the village women looked out from their window, they saw a woman in saree covering her head with pallu was riding a bullet, behind her was a widow sitting wearing white saree.

Radhakant Deb and Shivkant Deb were standing on roof were amazed to see a woman riding a bullet while covering her face properly like village women. They have seen men riding it in cities but not any women, of course women in cities ride light gearless two wheelers scooty, but never heavy geared vehicle like bullet. The bullet stopped at their gate, both women entered to premise and both brothers went downstairs, soon village children surrounded around bullet playing with it.
Shiv gave Namaste to both ladies so did Radha, the woman in veil also did Namaste. The widow,” you must be two sons of Shakti kant ji.”
Shiv nodded.

The widow,”I am Ratnavali, friend of your mother, this is my daughter Krishnaveni, your father informed you about our alliance.”


Shiv,” yes yes, please have a seat.” He has a such a sweet tone. He offered chair to both, but as courtesy he excused himself to bring snacks, he served snacks cold drinks tea to both women. He was glancing at his future bride who was covered with blouse, saree and veil with necessary jewellery so he could not see her bride’s face. But he could sense his would be bride is slightly muscular as her forearms were veinous and quite thick nearly double than him. His would be mother in law asked him about farming, household activities, health etc. She also narrated friendship ,” do you know I always carry your mother on my back to anywhere we go, I take her on my bicycle, we watched movie, she did not know swimming, so I always carry her on my back to swim, we had lotof fun.” We laughed.

She continued,” she promised we both will be relative by marrying our children.”

But it has been 30 minutes, every one was waiting for Shaktikant Deb as Shiv and Radha both were shy to ask any question, other village women also peeping from outside to see how bride looks like.

One man came running being desperate, he spoke in high crying loud,” Chhote Sarkar, there was accident, Bade sarkar was helping a farmer in running his tractor near the river, the tractor got overturned and Bade sarkar was now under the tractor.”
Shiv in a crying tone,” for how long the tractors will take lives of people, it is 10 th time in 5 months in the village, now father, omg what will I do.”

At that moment Ratnavalli gave assurance,” do not worry, Beti Krishna take Shiv on your bike to accident place quickly, we are coming behind. Beta Krishna will help you.”


























KrishnaVeni rushed to her bike and gave a mighty kick to roar the machine, Shiv sat behind her. Krishna,” hold my waist tight, do not loose grip, else you will be in danger.” Shiv did as told, he was such
tensed that he could not feel what body his future wife has. He was crying wetting the blouse KrishnaVeni was wearing, in 1 minute with high bike speed they reached at end of road, from there agriculture fields start. Shiv pointed where his father was, of course Krishna could guess as large numberof people surrounding the accident spot. She ran at high speed in saree towards the crowd, even Shiv was in pant shirt he was half a mile away behind his would be wife who was in saree.

Krishna saw crowd was doing nothing and no blood on site, she was assured that Shakti is safe, she looke around, took a large rope tied with the boynet of tractor and she saw no tree nearby except across the river and fortunately rope has that length, she jumped into river, it is small width but high
force of water flow, but she did not care, she gave few knots to the rope andtied with the tree, then she swam back, she sarted the tractor, with balance she made the tractor to stand upright, Shaktikant was not speaking, he was in faint situation. KrishnaVeni measured his heart rate, she gave CPR with her fist so Shaktikant got some breath, she carried him by her cradle and ran at high speed to her bike, it is near quarter kilometre distance, she asked Shiv to follow her quick, but she saw Shiv was tired, so she took Shiv on her back and ran easily, she started the bike, she asked Shiv to hold his father carefully, she rode steady pace to nearby hospital. There she admitted Shaktikant Deb in emergency ward, talked to doctor
and asked Shiv to stay at hospital, she rode her bike fast and disappeared,Shiv was still confused, soon
KrishnaVeni returned with medicines, doctor talked to Krishna Veni and Shiv.

Doctor,” your father is absolutely fine, he has low blood pressure, so he fainted, but he got CPR and was admitted timely in hospital, if he was late by 30 minutes then he would have died. The wet cloth of KrishnaVeni was half dried, Doctor said he has told all medicine to KrishnaVeni and now BP is ok, Shaktikant Deb can be discharged. Shaktikant Deb could not speak anything, but he can move, he sat in between Shiv and KrishnaVeni while KrishnaVeni rode bike. She was driving slowly. She near the village covered her face with pallu.


Shaktikant Deb was feeling relaxed. soon they enetered the village,villagers were in gloomy case, Radhakant Deb was crying heavily, but Ratnavali was consoling him.

Soon they saw the bike ridden by woman approaching, Krishna Veni stopped the bike, Shaktikant Deb got down from bike himself and started to walk to his home foilowed by Shiv and KrishnaVeni. Everyone relaxed. KrishnaVeni gave him medicine and did some stretching on his body for blood flow, in 10 minutes Shaktikant Deb said,” thank you Bahu Rani for you I got newlife, now you are like my mother who gave me life, it is 2nd life.”
Krishna Veni,” if I am your mother then why you are saying thank you, it is mothers duty.” Shaktikant Deb laughed, now krishna veni who was maintaining a calm compused face dropped few tears from her veil said,” now I am relaxed as you laughed, that means you are normal.”

KrishnaVeni was tired with such hectic day, her saree soiled with mud water. Shaktikant,” Radhakant serve guests lunch, they are tired.”
KrishnaVeni,” I will serve .”


Shaktikant,” No Beti, you are not formally BahuRani of this house yet, as per tradition it is not a good sign to enter kitchen without marriage. And today you are my guests.”

Radhakant and Shivkant served Ratnavali and KrishnaVeni food, food was tasty, Ratnavali praised the food.

Shaktikant,” both of my sons are good cook, after my wife’s death though I miss her but her two sons took great care of home specially kitchen,, so I did not require another woman in life, but they could not study, by the way Beti KrishnaVeni I think you are well studied.”

RatnaVali,” yes, she is good at studies, she is university gold medalist in mechanical engineering. I accepted her dreams of study, in mechanical engineering she learnt bike ride, car ride. In engineering she learnt swimming, karate. Apart from university gold medalist she is state level champion in karate, shotput, swimming. She got a salary of 50 lakh per annum from Shell , USA company. But she wants to serve nation by helping people in village. Like I have earlier said I support what she thinks as my daughter can never be wrong. She is herself interested to stay in village and develop the village. But one
thing I will say she has not done any house work nor cooking, please forgive her if she does any mistake, but she will learn them too, I promise.”

Shaktikant,” she saved my life, may be tomorrow she will save others life, it is biggest thing, my two sons will take care of home, no need to take tension as long as house runssmoothly it does not matter who does what, it is love that matters most.” Hearing this both Ratnavali and KrishnaVeni got mental relief.
In between KrishnaVeni had finished lunch, Shivkant took her plate and Radhakant cleaned the place.


Shaktikant,”so Beti KrishnaVeni what do you think about education.” KrishnaVeni,” Babuji education is one that helps the vulnerable section.”
Shaktikant praised her for her witty,” in my village handling tractor is issue, no one can ride it.”

KrishnaVeni,” I can ride, i can teach villagers how to ride it, i haveridden it in my summer internship at
Mahindra that too in hilly area, if you permit then can I show demo now.” Shaktikant,”then why late in good work.”
Now all followed including villagers, behind Shaktikant and KrishnaVeni, Krishnaveni rode the same tractor that was overturned, she tilled the ground using tractor inj half an hour which normally takes 5 days to till. She maintained her dignity by covering her face by veil, small mud puddled around her
saree, now villagers were praising KrishnaVeni as she removed fear of tractor. KrishnaVeni and Ratnavali were feeling proud, KrishnaVeni wanted to know response of Shivkant and Radhakant, both were mostly excited , Shivkant was feeling proud his eyes were more glittering.


In centre Shaktikant declared,” today this woman helped our villagers, so I declare that KrishnaVeni and her mother Ratnavali will be village guest, and if they agree they will be given head chair for Raas festival.”

Raas festival is biggest pompous festival, bachellor boys dress in female clothes from age 12 onwards in this Raas festival for the 7 days in the village. One is selected as Krishna,others Gopika and one Radha. For 7 days it is turned to be Gopapura, the village and all the deeds of lordKrishna is enacted.

But who will be Krishna will bedecided by competition.KrishnaVeni agreed to stay to enjoy the festival, she is now village guest , but no one has seen her face.

They returned to Shaktikant’s home, now time for some nap. But Krishnaveni has no extra saree. She can not stay in soiled saree for long. So Ratnavali suggested Krishnaveni can wear male dress as she can not wear her Saasu Maa’s saree as she is dead and wearing dead woman’s saree is not auspicious. So Shivkant gave his pant and shirt to Krishnaveni. Krishnaveni went for change inside bedroom. She removed her saree blouse petticoat but remained in br apanty, she wore Shiv’s pant shirt, shiv was a thin lean guy, so his pant was not coming in fit, she called her Mother, now dilemma occur, Ratnavali told this to Shaktikant, Shaktikant said he can provide for lungi and shirt for Krishnaveni ands she will be comfortable in that wear as she is village guest. No need for formality. Krishnaveni wore lungi and half shirt, but shirt was too tight as her body was heavy wide, ofcourse breasts too, but family of Shaktikant
has lean frame nearly half to her, then Shaktikant said she can wear shirt with buttons open and said,” Shivkant take saree blouse petticoat of village guest and clean it, dry it, till evening function it will be ready.


Shivkant entered Krishnaveni’s room, first time he saw Krishnaveni sleeping on bed, he was astonished, what magni9ficent figure his would be wife has, opened shirt button showed her 6 pack abs, she has massive bicep shoulder and large breast heaping up and down on bra, a sweet innocent face of child pouty lips but a massive bulldozer body, his penis sprang, he controlled his mood and went to well to clean his would be wife’s saree blouse petticoat, he was smelling it feeling strong essence of strong woman. He slowly carefully washed it and dried it under sun.

In evening Krishnaveni woke, she could not find her mother. Her mother must have been some where in village, Krishnaveni was sitting on bed, she was ignorant about her opened shirt button in mid which showed her 6 pack tight abs. Soon Shivkant entered with her saree blouse petticoat which were completely dried, Shivkant then opened iron box anddid carefully ironing.

Krishnaveni,” I am sorry as you have been taking pain in cleaning and ironing my saree. It will be my duty in future, now you are doing”

Shivkant,” actually I am indebted to you, you saved my father’s life, you showed village a new path of technology, there is no job as small or big or reserved for male or female, you are more educated than me, if society needs you then I can help you in home kitchen. We two brothers have been doing for long time. “

Krishnaveni,” you are a good man, I am luckiest woman in world to get a husband like you.” Shivkant blushed and said,” me too. Your saree is ready, by the way get ready our 1st day function will start, get dressed soon. One thing you have a magnificent body.” Saying Shivkant left the room, Krishnaveni
looked at her dress, she smiled on her mind, she blushed too, shestood near the mirror, flexed her bicep tricep , ran her fingers on her solid rock abs, unknown to her Radhakant also got glimpse of her body, then Krishnaveni closed the door wore her saree blouse petticoat. She opened the door ,soon her mother joined her along with few village women and men, they talked about village problems, administration issues , health issue. In 2 hour Krishnaveni and her mother were escorted to nearby college ground, they were seated at centrally decorated chair with flower, besides them sat Shaktikant and few village elders. Soon the programme started with music singing came three beautiful girls, oh no it is LAUNDA DANCE where village boys dress like girls and dance, it is very famous in many parts of
India. But for 1st time KrishnaVeni was seeing boys as beautiful as girls with makeup, ghaghra choli,
ghaghra upto knee length, choli is single string exposing their middle sexy navel flat stomach, boys fair thin, very long hair. Leader of LAUNDA DANCE is no one but Radhakant, her would be brother in law, Krishnaveni noticed both brothers have long hair , but she failed to notice clearly as she was busy throughout day.


Radhakant looked sexy in ghaghra choli with jeweelery lipstick powder massacre, nailpolish, but most important was ghungroo with heavy anklets and kangan with heavy beads, the three dancers touched feet of Krishnaveni and her mother and fed them bettle leaf and started dance show. The performance was 1 hour long, KrishnaVeni never dropped her eyelid watching the dance similar to bollywood item dance like actresses, the boys have naturally flat stomach wide hips, specially Radhakant, but did she know that her body infused Radhakant to excitation, so he was performing his best. Audience whistled clapped, both men and women enjoyed.
Finally at end of show Krishnhaveni opened the string of choli of three boys but they held the choli in both hand as per tradition, so Krishnaveni removed the performers ghungroo, bangles and kept as souvenir, she placed 5000 rs in mouth of performers as award, she wished to pay more but she did not have money.


Finally Shaktikant took stage,” from tomorrow Raas Leela will take place, those who will participate in
Krishna competition take stage.”

KrishnaVeni could not understand she felt that her name was called for stage, soon 6 more boys joined her at stage.

Soon all went to the field, looking at them Krishnaveni followed them, there were 6 different stones, each boy tried to lift successive stones, boys lifted upto 2 stones with both hands, but KrishnaVeni liftedall 6 stones in single hand at ease, she did not know what it means, but villagers were looking with mouth wide open. Then came jumping and breaking pot filled with milk in bare hands, here too KrishnaVeni broke 4 pots on her hand placed with fixed heights, others barely managed to break one pot.

Shaktikant,” with performance Krishnaveni will take role of Krishna, her name strength wisdom all proves she is eligible for Krishna role in upcoming Ras leela which starts tomorrow, does any villager has any issue.”
All villagers agreed that Krishnaveni is right choice for role of Krishna as she has shown strength wisdom greater than other participants. She will be first woman who will play role of Krishna and village boys will be Gopika and her two best Gopikas will be Radha and Vishakha .


For two role of Gopikas Radha and Vishakha 10 boys to participate and among 10 2will be selected and rest will be their sakhis.Krishnaveni was surprised to see her would be husband Shivkant and her would be brother in law Radhakant dressed in saree looking beautiful, standing in queue. Audience voting was done who was most feminine to be as Radha and Vishakha. No doubt Radhakant became radha and Shivkant became Vishakha. Radhakant was delighted as he knew he can touch those magnificent muscles Krishnaveni possess.

Ratnavali to her daughter,” looks like two brothers are more beautiful than you in saree, both look beautiful in saree than pant and shirt. Your life will be enjoyable.”

Krishnaveni was now getting hot, now the roles are to be briefed based on Geetgovind. Krishnaveni will wear dhoti with blouse which is acceptable, and 10 gopikas will be in saree always. Krishnaveni was given yellow dhoti and yellow saree with turban, she wore saree like men in ancient age wore, it exposed her massive body to villagers, no man was half as much built as her. 10 gopikas were all male dressed beautifuly in saree. There was story telling, Gopikas will carry water from river while Kriushna will break their water, then their dance, anguish of Radha and Vishakha, Krishnaveni steals cloth of
Gopikas make them come out nude for their clothes. Krishnaveni was enjoying her role. No physical contact but tease. In last day Krishnaveni has to leave the village as Krishna left Gopapura, the 10 gopikas were crying but Radhakanta and Shivkanta were crying heavily. Finally festival was over. Krishnaveni wore saree rode her bike and left the vilage. Shaktikant said he will talk further as this time from boys side will visit the girls house. Date was not fixed but it will occur at next week.


Next week there was a news spread that a bundh is getting crack, it will washaway crops, villagers are high hopeful for their cultivation, state government is not listening. Soon rumours spread, it was raining heavily, all were praying. Soon they saw Goddess coming to earth for their help. They saw Krishnaveni riding in heavy rain her bike, she was wearing jeans and full jeans shirt, she was carrying a bagpack. She arrived at bundh and jumped into it, for 5 minutes no body knew what is happenning. She showed her face. She opened her bagpack took drafter drawing board, started to draw line diagram of bundh, she tied her hair tightly, called the villagers, did mathematics on board and tasked the villagers to collect debris soil cowdung chips. She told them to mix these ingredients to a ratio to be clay. Krishnaveni lifted a large door and placed it under crack, she continuously herself dipped under water and pasted the mixture so bundh was saved. All villagers praised her for being their saviour. She removed her jeans pant shirt and wore another pair of half pant and tshirt, but villagers did not mind her dressing.

She came near to Shivkant in angry heavy tone said in high pitch,” Shiv you are going to marry me, you could have informed me, I got the information from other villagers. Is this confidence you keep on me.”

Shivkant was fearing in shivering feeble tone said,” I am sorry I will not make any mistake in future.” Krishnaveni then scolded Radhakant,” if your brother could not tell atleast you coild have told me.”
Radhakant stood in silent looking ground .

Krishnaveni,” from now on you both will inform me everything, I want things transparent in relation, to whom you are talking, where you are going all. Is it clear.”

Both brothers agreed.


Then Krishnaveni started her bike left for her home. Next day rain stopped, Bundh stood against heavy flow. Villagers wanted to thank Krishnaveni for her knowledge, courage. So they collected some gifts from household and Shivkant Radhakant went with gifts. It was a nice jodhpuri sherwani handwoven by village women and leather shoes. Both arrived at Krishnaveni’s bunglow, they saw Krishnaveni in bra panty overhauling her bike, she has a lathe machine where she is grinding a flywheel with electric
grinder. Her body was sweating, her muscles were glowing. Radhakant and Shivkant both stood
watching the muscle beauty, each got erection. Finally Krishnaveni saw both, she did not bother to cover herself.

Krishnaveni,” I am sorry for yesterday’s remark, please come to home, I was making modification to my bike. Mother is away to her friend’s home from yesterday, so I am welcome, by the way please have welcome in my home, feel free.”

Krishnaveni took both brothers inside her home. As her mother is not there so the home was mess. Krishnaveni,” sorry home is mess, I do not like keeping things clean. I was working for the machine from
last night, thankfully it got finished 80 percent.”

Krishnaveni saw greese on her 6 pack abs arms legs, ,” I will take a bath, then we will go to town for lunch, sorry i do not know cooking.”

Shivkant,” Jee do not bath now, you will catch cold, sit till sweat gets dried off, we will cook for you, no need to go outside and do not worry about mess and we will clean it.”

Krishnaveni laughed,” so sweet of both of you.” Radhakant,”can we see your room please.”
Krishnaveni,” of course.” Without bothering for her clothes in bra panty she guided them to her room. The room was highly disorganized, it was a large one, their were posters of strong muscular women and androgynous male models. There were dumbbells, barbells, punching bag, bike picture, a large book shelf, engineering books tools, dresses kept in heaps, mostly jeans shirt bra panty , tshirt shorts.
Krishnaveni went for bath, she takes a normal long bath as she wants to look clean for her guests surprisingly both males never looked at her while she was in bra panty and looked at ground always. So she wanted to be descent further one of th eman will be her husband. How lucky she is to get a husband who is so descent and expert in household works.


She came out tying a towel around her breast like a girl does, she was amazed to see her clothes neatly arranged, Shivkant was sweeping and moping while Radhakant was dedusting her books. Her cupboard looked nice, Krishnaveni was feeling guilty to make her guests work her home, but she was watching without any sound.

Radhakant asked Shivkant to help him relocate one dumbbell, both brothers used their full strength and four arms but in failure. They were tired sweating.

Krishnaveni came,” sorry for this dumbbell guys.” Saying in one hand she lifted and moved the dumbbell, both brothers amazed as well as felt insecure how musch strong this woman can be.

Krishnaveni went for her cupboard , but most clothes were out.

Shivkant,” Jee do not wear your clothes, they are dirty and soiled, we will clean them, you can wear bra panty, we will clean your clothes and thanks for removing that dumbbell. You are quite strong and intelligent.”

Krishnaveni blushed,” both of you are best men in world I have seen yet.”

First time Krishnaveni was feeling he rheart in flattering, without any tease she wore bra panty remianed comfortable. Shivkant went to clean her clothes and Radhakant went to cook food while
Krishnaveni watched a new bike review in TV. She wanted to help both brothers but she did not want to embarrass herself in front of them as she will be bride of one man , it will be her duty to take care of homely duty though for her case she is lucky to be exempted but she can not leave it. So she went to clean dishes but she was doing it wrong. Radhakant requested her to watch her bike show and he will do kitchen work fast.


In one hour both brothers came out from their job, Radhakant’s shirt was soiled by kitchen water and
Shivkant’s clothes by soap water.

Krishnaveni,” sorry for me you were guests now you are in mess, I do not have my shirt tshirt as it is washed, there is no shop nearby, you will get cold. You can remove your shirt pant remain in brief like I am in bra panty.”

Shivkant,”if you do not mind we both can wear saree of your mother.” Radhakant,” yes, in village drama we have worn saree, we feel it comfortable.” Krishnaveni smiled,” be free wear any saree from mother’s cupboard.”
Both Shivkant and Radhakant went to Krishnaveni’s mother’s room, in 30 minutes both emerged wearing pink colour chiffon saree with chiffon blouse string. Their long hair combed and kept open.
Without makeup they were looking gorgeous girls. They were fair, shapely eyes, thin waist, large ass, thin arms, no body hair.

Krishnaveni went to her mother’s room, came with gold bangles, chain, rings. She took arm of both men and wore them bangles, chains , rings. Now both men looking beautiful as women in front of a muscular woman in bra panty. They were blushing smiling. Soon Krishnaveni took two kamarbandh anklets, mangtika and wore them to both Shivkant and Radhakant.

Krishnaveni,” so shall we eat.”


Both brothers went to kitchen and served Krishnaveni food , Krishnaveni ate delicious food while both brothers ate few, then they cleaned the table and dish. Their bangles anklets kamarbandh making sweet sound.

Krishnaveni,” I am going to garage to continue my work, you guys can take rest.” Shivkant,” can we come and see you.”
Krishnaveni agreed, she worked with mechanical tools, which men have no idea, they were looking those strong muscles wrestling with tools to give shape to the bike. Finally she was satisfied and started the bike and tested it in standing condition.

Krishnaveni,” hey Shiva Radha do you want a ride on my bike, you guys look awesome in saree, no one will recognise.” It was golden opportunity both wanted and agreed.

Radhakant,” but you will wear the special gift the villagers gave to you. For your wearing.”
They brought jodhpuri sherwani and wore it to Krishna then maharaja shoes turban, Krishnaveni looked like a prince with muscular body. She felt relaxed,she rode her bike majestically behind her two men in saree, in fixed distance both men switched places to hold Krishnabeni’s muscular body.she rode for 4 hours, they had snacks outside. All considered her as male, for her statute she got respect too. Then they went to temple, Krishnaveni took them , inside temple she took sindur and applied on both men wearing saree on their head saying it is auspicious. Both men accepted it.


Shivkant,” can you drop us at village, please.”

Krishnaveni agreed. On return she entered the village of Shiv and Radha. She saw the whole village was waiting with thali. The other 8 gopikas who were boys were dancing.

One woman came forward,” finally Krishna returned to Gopapura. It is all love of Radha and Visakha. In past Radha did not dare now all for Radha Visakha.”

Krishnaveni,” this Krishna will remain in this village if she gets Radha and Visakha as her wife.”

Shaktikant,” I agree, actually it was your mother who promised that her child will marry my ex wife’s child. But you are only one girl and I have two sons. I do not want my two sons to separate. One thing is that Ratnavali made marriage of me and my wife against family will. In return she promised that our children will be married, so Krishnaveni will marry Radhakant and Shivkant.”

Krishnaveni,” I have no issue in marrying two men, but what about my mother.”

Shaktikant,” for 15 days Shivkant will stay with your mother and next 15 days Radhakant, so there will be no exclusiveness when you are here.”

Krishnaveni,” for that I want to test that both are capable of taking care of my mother.”

Shaktikant nodded and agreed both of his sons will be tested. Krishnaveni left for her home assuring the day she will pick one of brothers for serve her mother once her mother arrives in her home.
4 days later Krishnaveni was on ride just enjoying countryside. She was riding in shorts and tshirt. She saw Radhakant sitting with 3 of his friends talking under a tree near road. Krishnaveni stopped her bike near them, seeing Krishnaveni Radhakant’s three friends left giving them privacy.

Krishnaveni,” Radha what is this behaviour, you will be marrying me. You will take care of my mother for
15 days. It is not good that you sitting and talking like loafers do. You will be my husband and I want decency, I want you to stay inside home and learn more household chores with more efficiency.”

Radha was in tears, seeing his tears Krishnaveni subsided,” I am sorry Radha, now sit on my bike, I will drop you at your home.”

Radha,” no I can walk.”

Krishnaveni,” are you angry my dear husband, will you let your wife to take a bike ride so she can serve you Patidev.”


Radha smiled,” as your wish wife, do not call me Patidev rather call me Radha.”

He sat holding Krishnaveni’s waist, Krishnaveni started her bike, she lifted her tshirt and asked Radha to feel her strong stomach. Krishnaveni went ot Radha’s room, there she was treated royally. With permission of Shaktikant she took Shivkant with her to serve her mother. Shivkant arrived at his future mother in law’s home. He was given a set of sarees blouse petticoat to wear and one room was given. Krishnaveni left to Europe for her bachellorette party along with her friends and it was a bike trip. She
had maximum fun. On return she talked to her mother and she was satisfied Shivkant served her mother, then she brought Radhakant and again left for USA for bachellorette party. Radhakant also served well. Krishnaveni’s mother told her that her two husbands are now perfect in doing fast, doing Rangoli, observing festivals which they were not taught as they did not have mother, they also learnt how to do household chores while maintaining saree etc. Finally evaluation will be done. Both brothers in saree blouse petticoat performed household chores cooking cleaning sweeping washing, home decoration, festivals in presence of village married women and elder women. They all said that two men are perfect to be take care of Ratnavali. Finally marriage was decided.


Before that one day Radhakant was visiting to nearby village of Krishnaveni for some gold jeweeleries for him. He saw Krishnaveni was sitting on her bike near to canal, she was smoking and drinking rum. Krishnaveni saw Radhakant and asked about purpose of visit of Radhakant. Then she herself on her bike to jewellery shop, she paid for bangle, mangalsutra, waistband, anklet, ring, nosepin, earring for Shivkant and Radhakant. She herself took each of jeweelery placed on radhakant and saw him closely. Radhakant was in pant shirt so jewellery on this attire was not suiting, so Krishnaveni took him to a
saree shop, purchased saree blouse petticoat for him, she made him wear it and again took to jewellery
shop and chose best jewellery for radha, as Shiva and Radha looked similar she purchased two sets for each. Then she returned on her bike with saree clad Radha with jewellery on, she stopped near a wine shop, purchased rum and cigarette and gulped the rum nit and smoked cigarette, while continuing cigarette she rode her bike .

Radha,” Ji why do you smoke and drink, it is injurious to health.”

Krishnaveni,” Radha from college I have to work hard, so late night study smoking is fine, I am smoking nicotene free cigar, do you know each cost 20 thousand rupees. As my husband will you hit me if I smoke or drink patidev.”

Radha,” No, why will I hit, rather it suits you for strong biker woman to drink and smoke. In moderation it is fine.”
Krishnaveni laughed,” but I do not want my husbands to drink or smoke, what will happen if you both beat me after getting drunk.”


Radha,”what are you speaking, we will never drink or smoke, we are not as strong as you, you can hit us if we do any mistake, you will tie mangalsutra on our neck, so village women say who ties mangalsutra on our neck wil be our God, it wil be you, does anyone disobey or hit his God.”Krishnaveni laughed
more. While dropping from bike Radha’s ankle got slight strained, Krishnaveni lifted him in her arms and
carried to his room. She did warm treatment on his ankles , binding with fastener for no movement, applied some lotion. When Krishnaveni is present Shivkant changed to saree blouse. For whole night Krishnaveni did not sleep and treated Radhakant, morning he felt good. All of his family members were thankful to Krishnaveni, she was again saviour.

and dropped Radha near his home and returned to her home.

This time Krishnaveni wore saree with bridal jewellery and Radhakant Shivkant came in horse with barati they were in sherwani, like normal marriage both tied mangalsutra saindur on Krishnaveni, then all returned , Krishnaveni knew it is one day but rest of her life she will make rule for two men she married.

But she returned next day to her mother’s home with Shivkant. In presence of village women she tied mangalsutra and sindur, Shivkant was bride, in decorated flower Krishnaveni strapon fucked Shivkant which she purchased from USA. Then Krishnaveni left for Shaktikant’s home. There at night Radhakant dressed in women’s cloth in bedroom and fucked by Krishnaveni’s strapon. Only difference at Shaktikant’s home her husband wore female clothes in bedroom while in her home all time her other husband wore clothes. She used to spend alternate days with her both husband, but she now was busy with village affairs solving problems and both of her husbands took care of home like dutiful housewife.


One day Shaktikant decided to go for pilgrimage for 6 month, he made Krishnaveni as village head. Now Krishnaveni kept both of her husband in saree in home. One day her 3 college friends came with their bikes, they were all girls well earning. They were surprised to see Krishnaveni in bra panty smoking cigarette relaxing on chair. One person in saree massaging her body and other was in kitchen. Krishnaveni introduced both of her husbands in saree, her two husbands served the women whiskey and food, they praised cooking of both men and later left to city.


Krishnaveni in absence of Shaktikant became village head, she became chief to Panch. As head of village she maintained authority, even her husband came to meeting wearing saree, villagers admitted it. She took many decisions for betterment of village. She kept both of her husbands in saree on her thighs while taking judicial decisions. When she is out of village her shoes are carried on head by one of her husband and he stands as symbol of his wife with her shoes on his head.From that on both of her husbands wear saree in her village as well as in laws village always.

Krishnaveni started a food processing unit in village, village women were employed as they have experience in home food processing and gardening. In nearly 5 hectre land strawberry blueberry cash crops are grown by women. Krishnaveni mostly stays there, she was driving a tractor,normally she works in field wearing bra panty as all are women near by. Village women feel free to talk with her as all are women.
One woman,” Malkin you are so strong and your husband wears saree, how do you have physical relationship.”


Krishnaveni,” I am on top, I fuck him in ass.”

Another woman,” looks your husband is coming here with food.”

Radha was wearing ghaghra choli coming with tifin carrier on his hips.Krishnaveni slowly moved from her tractor and ran swiftly and hid in shrub, when Radha was near to her she jumped on him, kept her hand on his mouth to keep him shut and lifted him up, in sudden fear Radha dropped his tiffin carrier spoiling the food. But when he opened eyes he was inside pump room and saw Krishnaveni tying
strapon around her waist and with a smile he was in air and ass fucked by his strong wife. For nearly one
hourboth were moaning, Radha’s bangles making noises some got broken, his long hair was open. But he could sense nearly 60 women watching their sex, women lifted their saree and masturbating themselves. He felt ashamed but he was helpless until his strong wife is satisfied. Finally Krishna stopped. Radha’s sindur distorted his choli was torn, bangles broken.

Radha,” do you know your women watched our intercourse. I am ready in home, if you needed you could have come to home, my body is yours. You spoiled food and choli.”

Soon other women surrounded them, Radha could not see them, one woman offered her extra choli to
Radha , another brushed his hair another did his makeup.
One elder woman said,” son you are lucky to get a wife like Krishna, when she shows her affection in public means she loves you a lot, serve her with everything.”


Radha also talked about household chores, the women shared their food with couple. Radha was tired, so he sat there. He saw in afternoon Krishnaveni gathered women workers working there, the women got complete nude except panty. Krishnaveni asked women to do pushup, pullup, squats, then they practised karate followed by wrestling and stick fight techniques. As per names mentioned in blackboard
4 women went for practising shooting in one revolver and archery and one woman was learning to ride bike. After 3 hours Krishnaveni was teaching them math science and basic engineering. Radha knew Krishnaveni is working for well being of village. He comes everyday to field get a nice fuck in his ass, now he is careful not to spill the food and watches the women training. Weekly three times women do gymming alternate with other learnings. Women now growing muscles.

Krishnaveni started a rain water harvesting system, 12 women selected for maintaining pump and motor
24*7. 30 women trained in electricity distribution and generation, 30 for solar and wind power harvest.
Around 40 were trained for handling food processing equipments, 25 for repairment of heavy vehicles, 5 women learnt to drive 18 wheeler trucks so they could transport final product to cities. Girls were given time for studies, but all women above age of 22 got job to work except elder women age above 70. 10 women learnt repairing motor, wiring, soldering, tv ac repairing. The things which were not seen by villagers now was available in each home. It was a gradual process. The schedule was fix, morning 9 to
12 work, afternoon physical exercise, evening three hour study. With that women had to take care of their families too cooking cleaning was there job too.

In night if light got failure the women in charge of distribution were expert to check fault findings, repair it. It took time, men in household understood it as they were dependent on their wives mothers or sisters for extra money which gave them luxury. So they did not mind if their wives is busy working all over night. Specially husbands of truck drivers took great care of family as their wives stay out of home for long duration in trip. Regarding education women have more idea, they take after education of their children. Not to disturb them men cooked cleaned did house works. They also got many leisure time watched serials movies in TV. Women liked new changes happening to them. With more money they purchased gifts for them, children and their men. Dressing pattern also changed, if woman in saree she
is required to climb electric pole quickly and do repair it is difficult. So they started wearing shorts and tshirts, even in bra panty they are comfortable, but for decency shorts and tshirts are best, though they still loved to wear saree in special occassion.


Krishnaveni formed a kabaddi voleyball football cricket team formed by all women. In evening htey practice. Even they started to compete in local level tournaments, intitially other village men mocked but constant defeat to men’s team made them accept that women are better player and they feared to compete with women as losses were humiliating, in football they can not make one goal rathe rreceive
25 goal, cricket women team make 500 run in 50 over men team make 10 run all total. So they refused
to compete against women.

Village was earning more getting prosperous, all activities done by women only, men supportd them. Seeing Radhakant and Shivkant men took food for women though they did not wear saree, few men who have acted in Rasleela and did Laundadance in past started to wear saree as they were expert in it. Around 60 men now started to wear saree, they formed a close relationship and talked to each other.
1 year has completed, the women in midnight gathered in village left the village. Men have no idea. In morning the village roared with 250 bullets all ridden by women, all woke up by sound, it is women who purchased bullets for themselves, in centre was Krishnaveni she was in saree too, but what a swag she was showing, she was in a landrover cruiser sleeping on glass it was being driven by another woman. Men worshipped the bullets, they took backseat and get ride of lifetime sitting behind their mother or sister or wife. Elders got a joy of bike ride which they never could. Women rode wearing saree, men who were habituated wearing saree also wore colourful saree proudly. Soon they get taste of strapon fucking pleasure and now physical intimacy was getting more. In one month each home got a car. Women took driver seat as usual, when they needed family time car is better. Job was getting hectic, but they
enjoyed it. At night day they have to be alert.


Krushnaveni was tired, she sat on TV, this time both Shiv and Radha were in home, they served her refreshing chilled beer with snacks, but she was drinking with less enthusiasm, she did not talk anything, she started TV, in TV there was a song where two women in skimpy clothes kissing playing with each other to tease actor. Now Shiv and Radha tried to tease Krishnaveni in same manner. Krishnaveni’s body got electricity, she jumped to her husbands and fucked them both tiredlessly whole night. Next day they all slept without doing any work. Evening Krishnaveni relaxed after having food again fucked both men by her strapon.
Watching saree wearing men receiving more love from their women, other men voluntarily started to wear saree. Women also in leisure time wear saree which is rare, when they return tired form work they see smiling face of men in saree waiting for her with hot delcious meal followed by nice steamy sex, her all stress vanishes. She is more energized for next day work. Now it is common a woman banging her man with a strapon in field.


Mothers were happy to see their sons getting humility, no more family violence dispute, sons helping in domestic chores. Especially mothers usher their sons with pretty dresses like half saree, ghaghra choli. In Rakshabandhan sisters gift to brothers, whole village karwachauth men observe fast in public and seeing their wives they get water. Every adolescent boy does Laundadance in front of women, it is their craze. Women after hard day of work love to see Laundadance then go to home to fuck their men in their ass
by strapon.

Women’s decision is wise practicable and benefecial to all. Many litigation cases were solved, so in dinner table or in panchayat women took decision men agreed to it. In dinner table wife sister mother sit together to decide which is best for family.
Krishnaveni now has become Godmother of village, everyone calls her KrishnaBhabhi. She has a married woman gang who look after protection of village. They carry pistols knives and ride bikes. Young boys love their mothers most, they dream of strong dependable reliable wife in future. Marriage was open, above marriagable age any boy or girl can have sex with any other married or unmarried man woman. No body feels bad, if compatible then marriage occur. As strapon fucking men’s ass is method of
intercourse then no fear of pregnancy, even menstruation women also enjoy, women who have stopped menopause also enjoy. Only permission is needed for married man from his wife, unmarried boy from
his mother , if not mother present sister. Most of time it is mutual. Often a woman wishes to fuck husband or son or brother of another woman by mutual offering her husband or son or brother. Unmarried boys gets fucked by each unmarried girls and married women atleast for 3 days, finally he choses his wife, it does not mean he or his wife can not have sex with others. As it is non contact strapon penetration no fear of STD or HIV. Even homosexuality is not seen as crime, boys give tentative boy on boy show to ignite to keep females in high sexuality. Even women also feel other women body at no remorse but it is very few 1 or 2 at max. Mostly unmarried young boys between age 18 to 21 are highly demanded, they are fucked by various women 14 hours a day. Motherhood by surrogacy.

It is not like women used to fuck for long hours, they had high responsibility, job pressure, hone their skills. So if a woman wants to fuck his son’s friend who is with her son , then she can not lose her precious time to ask mother or sister of her son’s friend, both may be out of village or doing important job so may not pick her call, woman wants to bang the young lad can not waste her time as she has to go to job. So if boy is willing, then he can wear a navel bell ring which gives sound that he is free and his ass can be claimed by woman’s strapon. So the woman asks her son to give her free space, so his son leaves his friend to be fucked by his mother’s strapon for a quickie.




In one month one chemical industry wanted to be setup in area and started to acquire jungle and agriculture land, many politicians were involved, people feared, Krishnaveni leaded the mass agitation, she soon got famous. In next election she participated and got huge vote margin and became MLA of area, on her continuous try the project was stopped, the area evolved as most progressive are in India with highest human development index. Krishnaveni still loved her husbands, now both accompany her wearing saree and she kept them as both her personal secretary, they adopted two girls who are now getting stronger.

Even in each year Krishnaveni acts as Krishna in rasleela and takes anal cherry virginity of two most feminine pretty virgin boys in saree.
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