Punjabi aunty fuck poor uncle

This is a real story of middle aged Punjabi aunty and uncle, who were our tenants. 

Uncle was 36 year old and shy guy type fair, 5'6"and skinny type 60 kg, 

Aunty very fast talkative 5'10", well-built 100 kg and sexy looking lady, her voice was also very husky(manly) and she is a dominant type, she used to dominate uncle by making him all the house work, poor uncle as he was shy type and much less in height and weight compared to aunty.

Aunty was exhibitionist, she used to wear saree very tight and her blouse was also very tight. One day nobody was there in my house everybody went to marriage and will not be returning till 2 days. 

As i was alone aunty and uncle came to sleep in my house to give company. I was sleeping in my room and uncle and aunty in the hall, as there was some noise, I suddenly woke up and heard some talking was going there in the hall between uncle and aunty. When I went slowly to the door of my room which was half open

I was able to see aunty and uncle both were not sleeping they sitting, that sight was very romantic, as uncle was only in his lungi and auntie’s pallu dropped and deep cleavage between her big firm boobs(38DD) was clearly visible, 

I was shocked and bit hesitant at first to see as it was dim light they were not able to see me, i got interested when aunty suddenly started kissing uncle on his lips, She held uncle’s head tightly with her strong hands and kissing very passionately, uncle was trying get away from her, but her hold was so tight uncle was not able to get away from her.

After10 minutes of passionate kiss aunty broke the kiss, immediately uncle said that was what is this there is teenage guy sleeping in the room, what if suddenly he come here ?

Aunty taking it easily and not caring for uncle’s words, she started removing uncle’s lungi, within seconds uncle’s lungi got separated from his body, his body was very fair and soft, and he was wearing long boxer type underwear. Then aunty also started removing here saree, and then she removed her blouse and petticoat too. I was shocked to see her in this state, she was wearing only tiny thong type bikini and strapped bra and has very hairy muscular legs and arms in comparison to uncle.she was looking more manly than her husband.This was very unreal situation where wife looks more masculine than her husband but quite erotic to me as i am a fan of masculine muscular and hairy woman.

She was looking much taller than uncle in this dress, and she was having a very well built body, broad shoulders, long toned hands, her belly got bit flesh, which was covered to her height, and very big and strong thighs and round firm big buttocks. 

Aunty jumped on to uncle like a tigress and easily lifted him in the air and started kissing and sucking his lips, poor uncle was pleading aunty to leave, but aunty was not in a mood to listen, uncle was not able to do anything as aunty was much stronger than uncle. She thrown him on the Deewan and jumped on him, now she was on top of uncle, pressing him tightly with her strong body.She start squeezing uncle’s chest and sucking his small nipples very hard. uncle was crying to stop.

After ten min of this rape, She took him near the big mirror and both were seeing each other in the mirror, aunty laughed at uncle by looking in the mirror, "my sweet hubby, see my body how big and strong it is than yours, so don’t miss behave and do what i say, otherwise you will be in trouble". She again took him to Deewan and made him lie on it. and lay on top of him once again kissing and sucking his lips she came down little bit on his chest and was slowly sucking his nipples, uncle was unable to bear this pleasure and his cock stood like a pole, by seeing this aunty told uncle oooooh my darling see your cock like me, like my strong body,

She how it stood up and dancing, se slowly sucked his nipples and then went to his tummy and kissed around his belly and sucked it with her tongue and she went further down and took his cock in her mouth and started sucking and liking it first slowly and then started to lick fast, after some time aunty sensed uncle might ejaculate she removed his cock from her mouth and once again kissed all his body including his thighs, then she removed her tiny thong and bra, now i was able to clearly see her thickly hair covered pussy.

Went straight on uncle’s body, took his shaft in her hairy and scary pussy and started grinding her pussy on uncle’s shaft, first she was doing it slowly, uncle was trying to push her away, but in vain, after some time slowly grinding her pussy on uncle’s cock, she started to rotate her big from buttocks fast, and her humping become faster and faster, it was very painful to uncle to tolerate her fucking, she fucking him very badly and she was showing no mercy towards his body, his body was no match to her strong body, she held him in between her thick strong thighs an fucking him like a bitch,

 

I was shock to see the scene, wondered how strong aunty was than uncle, I was seeing first time wife is almost raping her husband, and he was helplessly getting fucking by his hairy masculine wife, after fucking him very hard for 30 mins uncle again unloaded all his cum into auntie’s big pussy and aunty also after some time hugged him very tightly and she was also very close to her orgasm, then she held uncle in between her big thighs and slept, and she fucked him many time that night in various positions, poor uncle could not able to walk in the morning.

Mom is also masculine

My name is Raju; at the age of 19 my life was changing everywhere. My school was becoming more of a challenge, my pubes were coming in, and my Dad had just divorced my mom. I always wanted comfort by anyone and a big way for me to forget my problems was to get little jobs here and there helping neighbors and car washes... the stupid things like that. My mom was so proud of me and thought I was very good at what I did.

The story which I will narrate for you guys is about my Mom whom I thought to be the most respected woman till the time I saw her with my own eyes. My mom is 38 years old but still maintaining herself. She is slightly tall for an Indian woman of her age and time, standing at roughly 5.8". She has figure of 42-34-46. She is very touchy about her physique that's why she do a lot of field work and walk daily for about 2 kms.

It was Sunday afternoon. I was sitting on the stairs of my home. Mom was standing near the door, and talking to our neighbor Mr. Harpaal. I suddenly felt there was some activity going on near my main door. I moved into my balcony to see what was happening. My balcony was such, that we can see our main door. My eyes grew wide, seeing Harpaal squeezing mom's ass. I was shocked.he look small in front of my mom.  My mom has a great figure. Nice round ass, well-endowed breasts, and a slight tummy. I returned back to the living hall and called out for mom. She came in hurriedly, adjusting her saree over her ass.

Later, in the evening Mrs. Harpaal had asked mom to sleep in our house for about a week because in the nights Mr. Harpaal would be out of his apartment and they have some precious things inside. They do not have any children and so she keeps roaming places performing pujas, to get children. Mom agreed and that night Mrs. Harpaal slept in our house.

Anyways my room is next to my mother's room, so I went to my room and locked the door. Mom was coming towards my room to check whether I am awake. The bedroom was such, that the living hall was seen completely. If there are lights on it was all clear from the bedroom. She just peeped in and after confirming I to be sleeping went back to her room. In midnight suddenly I was awake. It's 2pm! I can hear slight muffled noises from mom's bedroom, I never saw anyone come in!

My room is separated from my mom's room by a wall which has a common ventilator. I switched off the light in my room and tried somehow to reach the ventilator. I succeeded and I was able to see clearly my mom's room as light was switched on in her room. To my surprise, both Mr. Harpaal and Mrs. Harpaal (Jaswinder) are in my mother's bedroom. I am met by the sight of my Mrs. Harpaal laying with her legs spread wide open on the bed and my mother on her knees eating Jaswinder's hairy pussy out.

Mrs. Harpaal was a beautiful sexy woman of age 40 with huge ass, whom I've always wanted to see naked. Mom's huge ass looks so incredibly sexy with that hot pink pettikot on. Harpaal walk up to the bed as he gets nice wide smiles from both of these sexy women. I was shocked to see that Mr. Harpaal has very less hair on his leg than his wife hairy legs,she was looking true hirsute. Mom slides her tongue back into Jaswinder's tight slit as she cups one of her own voluptuous breasts and starts to pinch and pull her nipple. Jaswinder grabs her husband by the belt and yanks him towards her. She scrambles to undo his pants, and once his semi hard cock is out it was only 5" smaller than me. she places her wet lips around it and start sucking.

She runs her lips up over the head of her husband's cock and down the shaft. Then she grabs both of his ass cheeks and slides her husband's now pulsating hard cock all the way down her throat as she starts to lick his balls which was also smooth and shaven. While she is doing this, my mother watches and continues to lick all over Jaswinder's soaking wet clit. As mom looks up at her with a lustful grin, she pushes Jaswinder's knees to her breast and starts to slowly lick around her asshole. Mrs. Harpaal lets out a muffled groan as mom slides the tip of her tongue into that tight little brown hole. My mom then starts to shove her tongue deep into Jaswinder's asshole, spreading it open and getting a full taste of what she has to offer.

Mrs. Harpaal then sits up, releasing his cock from her mouth, and says-"I want to taste my pussy and ass juices as they drip off your tongue!" as she leans forward and deep tongue kisses my mom. They kiss for a minute, and then both of them turn to Mr. Harpaal. As they both stand up, mom who was looking taller and stronger than both, pushes Harpaal onto his back on the couch as his wife gets into the 69 position on top of him. Mom slides his cock into her mouth again as she reaches back and spreads Jaswinder's cheeks for her husband to see her delicious asshole just waiting to be explored. Harpaal spread his wife's cheeks with his own hands and start to slide his tongue up her slit to her asshole. Mrs. Harpaal then slides her finger deep into his tight, brown asshole and pulls it out, only to place it deep in her husband's mouth. With this Harpaal bury his tongue all the way up into her asshole, moving it from side to side.

Then mom slowly spread Harpaal's thighs open as she places her tongue on his balls and starts to lick all over.

The sensation is absolutely incredible. both husband and wife want to fuck each other ass with their tongue.Mrs. Harpaal's spit runs down her husband's shaft as she slams her head up and down his cock. My mother gently lifts Harpaal's ball sack up as her tongue begins to explore a little more south of his cock. Mom spreads his ass cheeks and places the tip of her warm, wet tongue on his asshole. Now mom moves it all around, tasting Harpaal's naughty unexplored hole.i don't know why she was so interesting in his ass ? Anyway with all of these erotic sensations all at once, Harpaal begin to ravish his wife's asshole with his mouth. He starts shoving his entire tongue all the way up her asshole and then all the way ups her cunt, switching back and forth.

Then mom slowly spread Harpaal's thighs open as she places her tongue on his balls and starts to lick all over.

 Next thing my mother is directly beside Harpaal. Her huge tits look so incredible as she stands there. Mom crawls on top of Harpaal's face as if she is going to sit on his face and eat her out. While kneeling over his mouth, mom pulled her petticoat up, hooked her thumb around the elastic waist of her red pantie and pulled it down to her knee ... Oh!.... what a surprise!!!.. a thick, long, semi hard penis with a big pair of hairy balls hanging just inches above Harpaal's face. she has a big cock and the tip of mom's cock lands on his lips.

I can't believe my eyes. I was sweating, and my mind was frozen. My mind ran frantically, trying to understand how my mother could have a male penis! The biggest pulsing cock I had ever seen against my mother's hairy crotch 12’ long and 5 or 6 “thick.

How could my conservative mother who had been sweet and loving to my entire life suddenly be a sex-maniac with a huge cock? Having no vagina, she is female with a male package.does mom use to fuck my dad with her long dick and that's why she left her to save himself ? mom's cock is twice the size of my 6" long and 3.5" thick dick. I felt ashamed that my mom in more masculine than me.

Breaking the silence, Mrs. Harpaal shouts-

"Slide your hard cock in his mouth to get it wet so you can fuck me with it!"

With that my mother slides her cock in between Harpaal's lips and pushes it into his mouth.

The whole thing is extremely erotic. My 6” cock gets twice as hard and starts to pulse just by the thought of my mother have a huge cock like man (more than Mr. Harpaal’s 5”) and mom will going to fuck Mrs. Harpaal's wet pussy.


Mom pushes her cock deeper into Harpaal's mouth. Mom then pulls it out of his mouth, and shoves it into his wife's wet cunt.

As his wife continues to suck on his cock.

I can see every single vein and bulge on my mother's thick penis penetrate Mrs. Harpaal's deepest areas of her cunt.

Mom's big golf mango size hairy balls slap against her clit. As Harpaal stick his tongue up to run against mom's cock as it moves in and out. Then, after tasting enough of his wife's juices, Harpaal move his tongue back towards my mother's asshole and bury it deep inside. Mom reaches back with a hand and shoves his face more into her ass so that he can slide inside of her better. Mom then removes her cock from Mrs. Harpaal's cunt, and slides it back into her husband's mouth. After a minute of sucking mom remove her dick quickly and slide it deep inside Mrs. Harpaal's awaiting tight asshole. After a few thrusts in and out, mom shoves her cock back into Harpaal's mouth.

He accepts it with his tongue out prepared to hit mom's balls as she thrusts completely down his throat. Mom then pulls her penis out of his mouth and gets up saying-

"It's your turn now!"

Mom moves to the other end of the bed and grab him forcefully with her strong arms, spreads Harpaal's cheeks open again. Mom slowly slides the head of her cock inside of his extremely tight asshole.

The intrusion feels absolutely incredible. My cock gets hard again with mom's insertion against Harpaal's ass.

Every single bulge in mom's cock starts to slide in and out of Harpaal. Mrs. Harpaal jumps up and flips around, straddling her husband. She grabs his cock and slides it deep into her asshole and starts to move her hips up and down, making her husband's shaft move in and out of her tight asshole. My mom’s big bum was fucking Mr. Harpaal so hard it looks like a white bull is humping small goat. She than put her both hand on Mr. Harpaal’s thighs and start moving very aggressively.She was totally dominating the poor man and he was enjoying it in pain.

My cock gets harder and harder as it gets closer to wanting to cum. I can feel my balls tingle as more blood rushes to my pulsing cock. The feeling was so intense, I enjoyed every minute of their orgy.

After a few minutes of intense fucking, Mrs. Harpaal said- "Now I want both of your cocks in me at the same time."

So, mom got up on her knee and stroked her cock. She instructed Harpaal to lay down on the floor and had Mrs. Harpaal straddle him with her back. Mom had her take his cock into her tight ass hole and then lay back on him. Once that was done, mom had climbed on top of her with both of her knees on either side of Harpaal's thigh. Mom picked her thick cock with one hand and slide inside of Mrs. Harpaal's fat pussy and started fucking her harder and harder.

She groaned from having two holes filled, and then the fun began. My sweet mother and Harpaal started fucking his wife in her wet pussy and hot ass at same time. Mom was pulling Mrs. Harpaal back and forth onto her penis by her waist, spanking her as she did. Harpaal was yanking his wife off and on his cock by her ass cheeks. Mom and Harpaal both soon had his wife rocking, as they all moaned with pleasure. Harpaal held his wife's tits up for mom to suck them as she fucked her nice and smooth.

They were all very worked up and it didn't take long before the orgasming started. Mrs. Harpaal was first to cum.

"YES! YES! YES!." Mrs. Harpaal moaned and gyrated around on top of her husband. At that moment, mom grabbed her waist and moaned- "FUCK YA! TAKE IT BITCH! OH GOD YA!."

I can see mom pumping furiously her dick in and out of Mrs. Harpaal's pussy. Mom keeps fucking her harder and harder as she has the hardest, most pleasurable orgasm ever. Mom's entire body is tingling as her cock deep in her wet pussy. Mom hollered as her body shocked, spasmed, and starts to let out moans of pleasure. Next, mom is pulled her massive penis out of her pussy and cums a massive sperm all over his wife's open pussy. Mom's semen runs down over Mrs. Harpaal's gaping pussy. As mom finished coming, Mrs. Harpaal picked mom's penis and goes down to suck on it like there's no tomorrow. She takes all of mom's warm, thick semen into her mouth.

"OH GOD YA! OH GOD YA!." Harpaal grunted as he filled her wife's tight ass.

Wife become Husband and husband become wife

Their names were cute together which was only fitting because they were such a cute couple: Simranjeet and Simran Kaur. Almost the same name, the same height she was although taller, even their faces looked similar - his a masculine version of hers. Both were slim and attractive. Her hair was only slightly longer than his, and they had a running joke that they were twins separated at birth. They were madly in love, married, and very happy overall.

Except for one thing. Actually, two things. Simran Kaur had a beautiful face and gorgeous hair, but her breasts were tiny, and her body was not as curvy as it could be.she has a lot of body hair also on her legs and on her back. She was not even a full AA cup, which bothered her so much that, increasingly, she could not bear to let Simranjeet see her naked. While it did not bother Simranjeet, it was depressing Simran Kaur more and more, and for this reason was ruining their sex life. One day Simran Kaur confessed to Simranjeet, "I know how the greatest pleasure in life is to look at, fondle, and make love with a woman who has large tits. I used to date women before we were married, and always made love to women who were larger chested than I am - although this label applies to basically every woman on the planet. So I want to give you this pleasure."

This revelation had a huge effect on Simranjeet. He knew that Simran Kaur was bisexual, but her saying that "the greatest pleasure in life is to look at, fondle, and make love with a woman who has large tits" made him realize what he had long suspected - that she liked women more than she liked men. This must be why they had such a poor sex life.

But Simranjeet momentarily put those thoughts to one side and replied that he did not care about her breast size, that he liked women who were flat chested as much as he liked women with large breasts.

Basically he is feminine who want flat chested woman ( masculine woman) while she was masculine woman who want big breasts.

Simranjeet and Simran Kaur went back and forth on the issue of large v. small breasts but, regardless, Simran Kaur felt terrible every time Simranjeet played with or sucked her breasts or saw her naked. Her fear of inadequacy was affecting their love life more and more. She rarely came any more when they made love, and in large part because of this she only wanted to make love at most once a month. And eventually, not at all.

But then she saw the new breast enlarging/feminizing pill on eBay. She went to Simranjeet and said "You say that you love my body, but since I am bi I know the awesome pleasure from making love to a woman with large breasts. I want to give that pleasure to you."

Simranjeet protested yet again, but she ordered the pills anyway. The pills arrived soon and their instructions were as follows: "These pills will work on anyone. Take one a week for as long as you want your breasts to keep growing. They will grow as long as you take the pills, up until you reach your maximum genetic potential. They will also feminize your body by making your body more rounded and making you lose excess hair. The pace and extent of the changes will vary, however. Some weeks you will change a lot, but other weeks you will not change at all. If your body has not changed for two weeks, this means that you have already reached your maximum genetic potential. These pills will have no other effects on your genitals or on your sexual performance or desire."

Simranjeet didn't really believe that the pills would work, but was impressed that Simran Kaur would take them in a (misguided) attempt to make him happy. But mostly he was worried that Simran Kaur's bisexual tendencies could one day end their otherwise idyllic marriage. So he said to her, "Fair is fair - Since you are doing this for me, I'll do it for you. If the pills work - which I doubt - then I will grow breasts for you to play with. I'm sure not expecting to grow true girl-sized breasts, but maybe I will get a little something up there, or maybe my nipples will get a bit larger or more sensitive. Even slightly more sensitive nipples would be great, and even ¼ inches up there would be neat for me to have, and for you to play with."

Simran Kaur grabbed him and kissed him hard. They made love for the first time in months, and she came for the first time in many, many months. The pills arrived soon, and on Sunday they each took one.

After 1 week. They compared notes on the effects of the pills after 1 week. Simran Kaur stripped in front of their full length mirror, but was saddened to see that there had been no changes at all for her.

However, when Simranjeet stripped, they saw that he had started to loose much of his body hair, and he recounted that he only had to shave every third day. He felt tingling in his breasts. His nipples had started to expand outward, grow larger in diameter, and become more sensitive. Originally they had been as large as a dime, but now they were as large as a nickel! No question that they had changed. His body also had started to become slightly curvy and his bottom started to become a bit softer and more rounded. They viewed him in their large floor length mirror and were sure that they could see the changes.

They both were overjoyed and they embraced- the pills were working! Their plan was working! This excited them because they could only imagine the improvements that were to come. Simranjeet was then long overdue for a haircut but decided that his hair should be allowed to grow. "Simranjeet my love - you are becoming a tiny bit of a girl for me. That is the nicest thing that anyone has ever done for me." They made love more passionately than they ever had done before.

After week 2: Simran Kaur noticed some tingling in her breasts, but no notable change in the size of her nipples, breasts, hips, but slight growth of hair under her nose,chin and sideburn. Its ok for pumjabi women to have facial hair. They all have. But they both were overjoyed because now they knew that the pills would work on her as well.

Simranjeet's changes, however, proceeded at an accelerated pace. His nipples became much more girl-like; now they were quarter sized, larger than any normal guy nipples could be. They were without a doubt girl nipples! And they stuck out more than any guy nipples ever stuck out. He could not wear a T shirt any more! They felt so much better when Simran Kaur sucked them (their sex life was going great!), giving him sensations that he had never experienced before.

Simranjeet's breasts became softer and slightly puffy. When he stripped in front of their full length mirror they clearly could see that his rear had started to get significantly rounder, his body curvier. His voice was pitched higher and he only needed to shave once that week. Overall he looked half way between a girl and a guy (except for his girl nipples and also his cock, of course). Some parts of his body were still guyish in contours, but his breasts and nipples were definitely not those of a guy.

Simran Kaur exclaimed: "I'm so happy for you. For us, since I get to enjoy your improving body. From now on you should wear one of my bras and also some sexy panties. This will be so great. Your body looks fantastic - your chest is so sexy, and I love how your rear is getting cuter every day. And your face is more delicate, pretty, and girlish. " Simranjeet beamed with happiness - In truth he did not really need to wear a bra now - but of course Simran Kaur didn't really have to wear one either. And, besides, his nipples were sticking out; he either could put band aids on them to cover them, wear a sweater, or wear a bra. But he loved the thought of wearing her bra, and thought that panties were sexier than his male underwear.

Then they made love, even more passionately than the last time. Simranjeet had wondered whether his cock would be affected by the pills, but it was as potent as ever. And the sexual situation was so thrilling - being on top of his wife while she sucked his girlish nipples! - that he was even able to get it up a second time.

After 3 weeks. Simran Kaur's breasts finally started to grow slightly, and she filled a full AA cup. While an AA cup is nothing that most women would brag about, it was progress considering how she had been almost completely flat before taking the pills. But her face start covering with hairy and her clit start increasing to become a cook. She  grabbed all 5 “ and liked it .

As before, Simranjeet's changes were much more profound. His male body hair had completely fallen out, and what hair remained was that of a girl. He stopped needing to shave completely. His figure became noticeably rounded: he put on a pair of Simran Kaur's pants and they fit him better than his pants did. His nipples had expanded so that they were the size of half dollars - definite girl nipples, no doubt about it. Their sensitivity had increased 10 fold. His breasts has grown so much that he really needed to wear an AA cup, even if it was not as full an AA cup as Simran Kaur needed. As they examined his naked body they agreed that - except for his cock - he definitely looked more like a girl with a boyish figure than a guy. He also sounded more like a girl than a guy.

Simran Kaur looked at Simranjeet with satisfaction and pleasure. "Simranjeet, you are now officially a girl. You look great, my beautiful, tiny titted lover. In fact, you look so great that I'm going to call you my wife, my sexy feminine wife, from now on." Simranjeet smiled with pleasure.

But then Simran Kaur added: "From now on I am going to call you Simran Kaur, not Simranjeet. But since you are so flat chested compared to me, I am going to call you "flat Simran Kaur". From now on your sexiness will be judged totally on a female scale. And keep in mind that I've got the largest breasts in this house and the curviest hips, which means that I am the sexy one. So when we make love, remember that I am so much more feminine than you are, my girlfriend, my wife. As we make love I might touch your tiny tits a little bit, but you have to worship my larger tits."

"Repeat after me, "Simran Kaur, I envy your breasts, your nipples. I wish that my tits and nipples were as large as yours, my skin was as soft and rounded as yours. I wish I was a much of a girl as you were. I am inferior, too much like an unsexy man." Grimacing, "flat Simran Kaur" did as she ordered.

Then, on Simran Kaur's orders, "flat Simran Kaur" went down on Simran Kaur, and Simran Kaur came more times and stronger than she had ever come in the past. But flat Simran Kaur could not even get an erection, and was then deeply depressed.

After 4 weeks. That Sunday evening they met in front of the mirror, and Simran Kaur stripped and did the ritual measuring. Her breasts had increased to a full A cup! While an A cup would not thrill most women, Simran Kaur was ecstatic. "I'm so sexy. A sex goddess. From now on you will worship my body - from now on you will eat me whenever I want and play with my breasts whenever I want. But since you are only an inferior flat chested girl - "flat Simran Kaur" with a cock - you will serve me. After you strip, you will have to beg to make love with me, you unsexy girl, you. Say "Simran Kaur - please let this unworthy small nippled flat chested mannish girl have the privilege of serving you. You are the sexy one, I am, compared to you, not really a woman, but I am also not a man. I am not sexy at all."

Simranjeet reeled at this. What had he gotten himself into? He had been hoping to please Simran Kaur's bisexual side, improve his love life and save his marriage. But this was terrible. Stoically, he refused to show how humiliated he felt, and gamely stripped.

They both gasped. His body was now a carbon copy of hers (except for his cock, which quickly became quite erect)! They both stood before the large floor length mirror. There was not a hairs - or anything else, for that matter - worth of difference between them (except that he had a clit and she had a big cock). Their nipples and breasts were identical; their faces were not equally feminine and virtually Simran Kaur look mannish with her facial hair whom she stopped shaving. In fact, every part of their bodies was identical in terms of femininity except for her cock and his pussy, and her hair was only slightly longer than his. If you covered her cock you could not tell which leg, back, rear, nipple belonged to whom. They were identical twins (except that one had an erect cock and the other a wet pussy).

Simran Kaur was stunned. "I think that my breasts are slightly larger than yours. And so are my nipples..." But her voice trailed off because she knew that it wasn't true. Then Simranjeet turned 90 degrees so that he faced her. He stepped towards her so that his breasts touched hers, his erect nipples mashed into hers, and his pussy touched her cock. His mouth was only a few inches from hers as he said in his completely female voice: "From now on we make love as equals. As sexy equals. You will suck my breasts as long as I will suck your cock." And they did make love. Her erection was as strong as base ball bate and she came explosively, more powerfully than she had ever come before. But Simranjeet did not come at all.

After week 5. When the time came for their weekly measuring Simran Kaur excitedly took off her clothing, looked in the mirror and measured. Nothing. No changes at all. Still an A cup size, still moderately large nipples, still much more masculinization she had been a month ago. But no change at all from the previous week in her bottom or anywhere else. Now it was his turn.

Simranjeet took off his shirt and bra and they both gasped. His breasts were at least a full B cup! Almost a C cup! With nipples the size of silver dollars! He grinned and finished stripping completely. They stared at each other in the mirror. There was no doubt that Simranjeet's breasts were much larger than Simran Kaur's. So were his nipples - and they stood out much further than hers. His cock was also erect, as was her . (They had changed size - her clit was 10” inch long while his cock was 4” inches long.) And he was much rounder, curvier than she was.

Simranjeet turned to Simran Kaur, who had tears in her eyes. She said: "Simranjeet - now you are the sexy one in the family." He beamed, and replied. "From now on please call me "sexy Simran Kaur" and I will call you "Simranjeet", because you are the masculine one, relatively speaking. He stood chest to chest with her and poked her A cup size breasts with his B/C cup sized breasts, poked her moderately sized nipples with his very large and very erect nipples, and poked her 10” inch sized cook with his 4 inch cock. Simranjeet said, "Any questions, fellow?" She meekly shook her head "no".

Sexy Simran Kaur got on top of "Simranjeet" and made love like a madwoman. It was no surprise that he came titanically. The surprise was that she came with an intensity that she had never shown before. After lying in each others' arms for a while, Simran Kaur (now called Simranjeet) thought to herself that she wanted to pretend to be the man. She got on top of him, exclaimed that she was now a man, and made love to him in his ass again, and they came both even more intensely than either of them ever had come in their lives.

After week 6. When the time came for their weekly measuring, Simran Kaur said she was too busy. But Simranjeet stared at her until she reluctantly took off her shirt and bra. She was still a full A cup size. Much larger than before they started to take the pills, but no change at all from the last week. She grimaced. Two weeks without a change - this meant that she would change no more. She looked at Simranjeet and they both knew what was going to happen when he stripped.

Simranjeet had become a D cup. He had the figure of a bombshell. A true sex goddess, a 1/1000. And his face was virtually identical to hers, except that it was much prettier and more feminine. He kissed her, and his cock and her big rod became hard as steel rods. They made love the likes of which they had never done before. She got her fondest wish - of making love to a large breasted sex goddess. And he got to be the sex goddess. His nipples and breasts got so much sucking that he almost came even before he penetrated her. But since he was a sex goddess with a clit, she did enter him, and came blissfully, as did he.

After they had finished, Simran Kaur stared at him: "That was the best sex of my life. But you are so feminine you make me feel like a man." Simranjeet replied: "Admit it - you love being the man. You should wear my old guy underwear from now on. No bra. No makeup or jewelry. Dress like a man. Act like a man. And your name will be Simranjeet from now on."

The new Simranjeet hung her head in shame, and nodded. That was indeed what she wanted. She cut her hair into a man's style, stopped wearing jewelry and makeup, and started to wear loose, thick men's clothing - with no bra and with boxer underwear she stopped shaving and become a sardar.

When they went out in public "sexy Simran Kaur" used the ladies room and "Simranjeet" used the men's room. He attracted no attention in the ladies room of course because the stalls were individual so none of the women could see that She had a big clit - except that every woman in it was jealous of his looks. But she always attracted stares in the men's room. She got stares both when she entered and also when she urinated while standing. Because even though, compared to the ultra-sexy Simran Kaur she was indeed only a man, relatively speaking, to the outside world, despite her clothing and haircut, she was still a very attractive woman. An attractive woman who for some reason dressed and acted like a man.

Masculine wife communication

"I saw our new neighbors making love."

"Divyjot and Harinder?"

"Yes. They were in their bedroom but forgot to close their curtains."

"Wow! What did they do, Poonam?"

"I didn't really look too carefully."

"Right. Give me the details. Did they kiss?"

"Raj, of course they kissed."

"Who kissed who first?"

"First Divyjot kissed Harinder, and then Harinder kissed her back."

"Did Harinder do it like this?" (Kisses Poonam)

"No. You were doing it like Harinder. Divyjot was much more aggressive. She planted kisses all over Harinder 's face and neck - like this." (Shows him, kissing very passionately, on his lips, face and neck.)

(Sighs) "Wow! Lucky Harinder!" (To himself - Poonam has never once kissed me that emotionally. And never all over my face and neck! Is she trying to make a point?) "That was wonderful! Feel free to treat me like Divyjot any time. What did they do next?"

"Well, they felt each other up, and then Harinder brought Divyjot's dress straps down and uncovered her bra."

"What did her bra look like?"

"I wasn't interested enough to notice."

"Right. Did Harinder feel under it?"

"Yes."

"Like this?" (Raj gets on top of Poonam, takes of her shirt, and rubs her nipple under her bra, while kissing her repeatedly and passionately, the way Poonam had been kissing him.)

(Poonam moans, but then says): "No. Divyjot did it harder. Better. And longer. Divyjot was really getting into it. And she rubbed on the other one with her hand, and then kissed it."

"Like this?"

(Pants as he tongues her nipple) "You're getting closer - Divyjot put more of Harinder’s breast into her mouth. And sucked for a really long time. And she really seemed to be enjoying it. She must like breasts more than you do---"

"Like this?" (Rising to the challenge, Raj does it wilder.)

"Yes. (Moan) Good girl, 'Divyjot'. You know how another woman likes it. Then Harinder moaned, and reached up for Divyjot's breasts."

"Show me."

"Let me catch my breath. OK - But to do it I’ll have to pretend you have tits."

Poonam takes off Raj's shirt and her bra. Then she puts her bra on Raj. She rubs on his nipples through the bra.

"Sorry, Poonam, that my nipples are so small. Don't you wish that you had more to fondle? Are you a little bit jealous that Harinder can fondle Divyjot's large, soft, sexy tits, while you only have my tiny ones to play with?"

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"It’s OK - I can guess your answer. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to rub or to kiss a woman’s tits?"

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"Or to suck her nipples? To madly make love with a woman? To make each other come and come?"

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"I'll take all of your silences as "yes's. That's OK, Poonam I think it's sexy you want to make love to a woman. The thought of you losing control of yourself making love with a sexy woman really turns me on. Did it turn you on too? Did you touch yourself while you watched them?"

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"Did you rub your clit?"

"Maybe a little."

"Did you rub your right nipple with your left hand while you 'clitted off'"?

"Maybe a little."

"Did you come?"

"Maybe a little. Actually, a lot. A whole lot."

"One time?"

"Yes.... And then another time. Three times in total. I almost passed out so I stopped rubbing myself."

(My god! Poonam has never reacted like that when we make love!) "Did you come when you watched them kiss?"

"Not then - I came while Divyjot kissed Harinder's tits."

"Understandable." Sighs.

"And then I came again, later, when Harinder sucked Divyjot's tits. And again when Divyjot went down on Harinder."

"Three times! Wow!" (Poonam has never come more than once when we make love!)

"I forgot. I came a fourth time later, when Harinder rubbed Divyjot while kissing her.... Are you jealous?"

"Maybe a little. Maybe a lot. Yes."

"Wish you could come 4 times?"

"Yes."

"Clits rule, don't they!"

"Yes."

"They're so small, but the clit is mightier than the cock, right?"

"Well, I guess so. Yes."

"You're jealous that I have one, aren't you? Clit envy?"

"I'm really glad you have a clit instead of a cock."

"And you wish you had one too, right? Instead of that poor cock that can only come one time."

------- "Please back up. You were telling me what happened next. Please back up and don't leave anything out."

"OK. Next, Harinder pulled Divyjot's bra down and continued to suck on her tits, while her hand started to caress Divyjot's incredibly curvy rear."

"But now I have a question for you Raj - or maybe I should call you Divyjot? The bra you are wearing is magic. Just close your eyes - it has turned your tiny hard guy tits into wonderful scrumptious girl tits. Aren't you happy with your new girl tits, Divyjot?"

(Raj closes his eyes and imagines) "Yes."

"Aren't girl chests sexier than guy chests?"

"Oh, yes."

"Think about the magnificent tits you have right now because of the magic bra. Don't you wish your girl tits were permanent?"

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"Don't you wish your nipples were always as sensitive as a girl's nipples?"

"Sure."

"I thought so. Breast envy. I think that's sexy."

"Speaking of sexy, Did Harinder like Divyjot's rear? How couldn't she? Show me how much she liked it."

"The only way I could really show you would be (Poonam smiles) if you put on my panties. Then I can really pretend that you are Divyjot - and so can you. Here - put them on, we are close to the same size - except for certain obvious differences (another smile) (Raj puts them on) Good girl, Divyjot. How do you like your magic panties?"

"I like them."

"I know you do. They changed your cock into a large clit - isn't that nice?"

"Yes."

"You like having a clit, don't you?"

"Sure."

"Aren't you happy that now you can come again and again, with your new girl clit?"

"Yes."

"Don't you wish you always had a pussy and clit?"

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"I'll take that as a yes. But you still look too much like a boy. Come with me."

Poonam leads Raj over to her make up table. She sits him down in her make-up chair, puts a long black camisole on him and starts applying makeup. After 20 minutes of intense work she is satisfied. Then she puts earrings and a blond wig on him and exclaims, "I can't believe how good I am." Poonam turns Raj around so that he can see his face in the mirror. Poonam smiles as Raj gasps as a startled looking woman stares back at him. Poonam breaks the silence. "You're lovely. If I didn't know better..... Let's go back to the bedroom." Back in their bed Poonam resumed their game.

(Poonam takes the lead.) "Now I'll really show you what Harinder did. Divyjot, I'm going to pull aside your cami, pull down your bra, and suck your tits."

(Raj pants while she licks, kisses, and then sucks) "You love undoing a girl's bra and sucking her nipples, don't you Poonam?"

"Yes, Divyjot," (Poonam closes her eyes and gets more passionate)

"Poonam, close your eyes and pretend my tiny breasts are Divyjot's awesome breasts. (they both moan) It's really sexy that you are pretending you are making love to a woman. Nothing could be more wonderful. Pretend my nipples are Divyjot's nipples."

(Poonam moans.) "I love your huge, soft nipples, Divyjot."

(Raj speaks in a soft voice) "Poonam, Divyjot is going to go down on you. But keep your eyes closed and remember that I am Divyjot. (Raj adjusts his position and goes down on Poonam.) Remember, Poonam, it's a girl going down on you. (Resumes eating her.) Divyjot thinks that you are really sexy. (Poonam moans louder.) Divyjot is fondling her clit while she eats you (Poonam starts shaking) Another girl ... Divyjot ... is going to make you come! You have no choice, Poonam, you can't resist sexy Divyjot. You love it when a pretty girl like Divyjot eats you. She makes you come more intensely than any man ever did. Because girls are sexier!"

(Poonam moans louder, followed by moans that get even louder and more intense) "Divyjot, oh my God, of my God, I've never felt this good before, this way before, I can't believe that a sexy girl like you is eating me out, its outrageous, I can't believe that this is actually happening to me, yes, yes, yes, its so wonderful, I'm so lucky, yes, yes, yes, you're the best, Divyjot, I love you Divyjot, you're my girl, I'm loosing control, ohhhhhh, i'mm IIIAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHI"

(Poonam comes and comes, for louder and longer than she had ever come before. Afterwards she lies motionless, then recovers, sits up, and looks at Raj, who is still wearing the wig, makeup, her cami, bra and panties.) "That was awesome, Divyjot. Divyjot, did you like having your breasts sucked?"

"Yes."

(Poonam pushed Raj down onto the bed, moves his the bra an inch aside, and resumes sucking on his nipples, one after the other, back and forth) "In fact, you really love it when I suck your nipples, don't you?"

(Raj pants slightly) "Yes."

"And you love wearing a bra and panties, don't you girl?" (More nipple play, and she also puts her hand on his panties and starts rubbing his cock.)

(Raj pants louder) "Yes."

"What are you thinking about when, like now, you have on a bra and I push it aside and suck your nipples?"

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"Did you ever, even one time, wonder what it would be like if you had real, large, girl breasts to put into that bra?"

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"That must be a yes. Do you ever wish that you had large sexy sensitive girl nipples instead of those tiny man nipples?"

"I...I...."

(Poonam thinks to herself - So, the tables have turned. Since he got me to admit that I am turned on by lesbian lovemaking, I'm going to get him to admit that he wishes he were a girl. Fair is fair. I'm going to enjoy this.)

(Poonam moved around on top of Raj and continued) "I'll take that as another "yes". I'll show you what happened next between Harinder and Divyjot by pretending that I am Harinder and you are Divyjot. OK, Divyjot?" Poonam took big handlebar type mustache from drawer and fix it on her lips.

"OK."

"Divyjot, you sexy, beautiful girl, Harinder wants to suck your tits again. Don't you like your tits sucked?" (Poonam sucks them)

(Pants) "Yes."

In between sucking "Divyjot's" tits, while rubbing on her clit/cock through the panties, Poonam continued: "I love your tits. Aren't you glad you have large, sensitive girl tits."

(moan) "Yes."

"Say it."

"I love having large, sexy, girl tits."

"And you love putting them into a lacy bra, right?"

"I love to wear a lacy bra."

"What do you put into your bra?"

"My tits. My girl tits."

"Now I want to feel your clit, under your panties. Your lovely sensitive clit. It feels so nice. I am going to make your clit come over and over. More times than a cock could come in a month. Would you like that Divyjot?" (Poonam rubs on Raj's cock)

(Trembling) "Yes."

"I feel your clit getting hard, Divyjot. My gosh you have a large clit, Divyjot. Hiding under your lacy panties. Beg for it Divyjot. Ask me what you want. Tell me what you want me to do with your clit, Divyjot."

"I want it!!"

"You want what?"

"To cum! Please make my clit cum more times than a cock can cum in a month."

"I'll rub your large, sexy clit until you come like a girl. Aren't you glad you have a clit, Divyjot, my lovely girlfriend?"

"Yes."

"Isn't a clit much better than a cock?"

"Yes. I love my clit."

"Aren't you glad you don't have a cock?"

"Yes."

"Yes what, girl?"

"I'm glad I don't have a stupid cock. I'm so lucky to have a clit. I loooooove my clit."

"Don't you feel sorry for guys? They only have cocks."

"Guys are pathetic. Guys all have clit envy. Girls are lucky they are girls."

"And aren't you glad that you can wear sexy things like panties and bras, Divyjot, when we make love?"

"I love wearing a lacy bra and panties when we make love."

"Aren't you glad that you have large girl tits, sexy Divyjot?"

"Yes."

(Sucks his nipples) "Don't you love your huge soft nipples?"

"Yes."

"Aren't you glad you're a girl, Divyjot?"

"Yes."

"Tell me how much you love being a girl?"

"I love it."

"You love what, Divyjot my love?"

"I love being a girl with a clit and sexy breasts."

"Good girl! Being a girl is much sexier than being a guy, right girlfriend?"

"Right."

"Say it, lovely Divyjot."

"Being a girl is much sexier than being a guy."

"Tell me how you would hate to be a guy. A flat chested unsexy hairy thing that can only come one time. Tell me how you wish that you could be a sexy girl always and forever."

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"Say it, Divyjot. Or I'll stop sucking your tits and I'll stop rubbing your large clit. Say it."

(Raj gives in.) "I'm so glad I'm a sexy girl. I love being a girl. I would hate to be a guy. An unsexy guy. I am a girl named Divyjot. "

"Do you want to be a girl forever?"

"Yes, I want to be Divyjot forever. I want to be a girl always, with tits and a pussy. Please make my clit come! I want to come like a girlllll.... yes, yes, yes, like a girlllllll, oh my God, yes, yes, like a girrrrrrrrrrrrrrlllllllllll" ("Divyjot" comes with a moan, thrashing more wildly than Raj had ever come before).

(Poonam stares down at Raj, with power in her eyes. She had won, and they both knew it. Finally, Poonam lick her mustache and spoke) "You never came that strongly before, Divyjot. Its ok, Divyjot - I called you Divyjot because from now on that is the name I'll call you in bed. From now on you will be a girl forever, whenever we make love. I think that it's understandable you would rather be a girl than a guy. And I think it's sexy you pretend to be a girl when we make love. You probably have been doing it for years, right?"

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Poonam turns Divyjot's wig-covered head with "her" makeup covered face and looks into "her" eyes" (Divyjot nods)

"Say it, my beautiful girlfriend."

"I have been pretending to be a girl when we made love for years. Almost every time. When my cock is in your cunt I pretend we are two girls with clits rubbing together. I want to be a girl so much I pretend to be one whenever we make love."

"I thought so. And, to tell you the truth, so do I. I also pretend you are a girl, every time we make love. I close my eyes and pretend."

"I like that. It makes me feel sexy you pretend I am a girl."

"But now we can go further. I can help you be Divyjot. By dressing up and acting like Divyjot. So long as we communicate we both get what we want. You get to be a sexy girl, and I get to make love with a sexy girl. We both get what we want."

"I love you Harinder."

"I love you too, Divyjot."

My Aunt hairy face and our Crossdressersing

Hi friends, let me introduce myself. My name is Satpaal. I am a male and my age is 18.

I am a bit plump, so after dressing in female avatar, my figure is around 36-30-36. But now time had come when I had to leave home for higher studies. Though I wanted to stay alone in the new city so that I can indulge in intense cross dressing but Dad asked me to stay with his sister who is 33 years old and unmarried.

I call her Suruchi Aunty. I don't know why she didn't marry and stays alone in a flat. However she has a very nice job in one of the MNCs.

I reached her flat and she welcomed me. She hugged me and said "Sati, you are so grown up. I saw you 5 years ago when you were so young."
Suruchi Aunty was wearing a t-shirt and denim jeans. I started staying in her flat and also got admission in college.

One week passed and what I noticed about Suruchi Aunty is that she always wore T-shirt jeans, Formal shirt and pant. She had long hair. If we talk about figure, then she is a bit flab. Her figure must be around 38D-30-36. one thing i was quite attacted was her girly mustache and hairy face. for a feminine boy it give me attraction of aunty's masculinity. I never saw a bra or a panty of hers. This day on Sunday, we were having lunch.  Suruchi Aunty asked me about my college life. I replied to whatever questions she asked.

Then I asked her "Aunty, I have noticed one thing. Why do you always wear t-shirts and jeans? you also do not remove your hair from your legs and forearms!! Why not ladies clothes like salwar kameez and saree?"

She replied "Vicky, I am very comfortable in what I wear. I have dresses and sarees however I don't wear them."

I said "But Suruchi Aunty, you don't wear ladies tops too. You always wear men's T-Shirts, trousers etc. Why so?"

Aunty smiled and said "Vicky, I don't know why but those clothes don't appeal to me. You can say I am very tomboyish."

I said "Yes I have noticed that. You are very hairy and very dominating like men. Is that why you didn't marry?"

She said "Well, there is no reason as such, I'll tell you later. It is a very personal thing."

I said "In a way, you live your life as a male."

She smiled and said "Why do you say so? Only because of the clothes I wear?"

I said "No aunty, not only clothes, your behavior, and you also don't apply lipstick, kajal do not shave or bleach your facial hair. You don't wear any jewellery too."

She said "Oh my God, you have noticed so much about me. What else?"

I said "Aunty, in other words, I can say that you are a female to male cross-dresser."

She was taken aback by what I said. Then she told me "How did you get to know about this cross dresser word?"

I said "I just know."

She said "Yes, you can call me as a female to male cross dresser. I love living life as a male. And you know what, I like women. I am quite attracted to women, not men. Thats why I have keep my mustache hair like men. Anything else you noticed?"

I gathered courage and said "Aunty, you keep the washed clothes on the balcony for drying. But I have never seen a bra or a panty there."

She had an intense look in her eyes and said "I don't wear bra. I wear male vest or banyan. I wear male underwear."

I smiled and said "So you don't have bra?"

She said "I have but I don't wear. How do you know so much about cross dressing? Through movies?"

I said "No Aunty, every person has a tendency about dressing in opposite sex clothes. Some have curiosity. Well, sometimes I also indulge in Cross dressing."

Aunty started laughing "Well, its good. I liked what you said. We are two like minded people. So did you dress up in your Mom's clothes?"

I said "Yes, when no one is at home, I dress up."

She asked "What all things you tried?"

I said "I have tried her blouse, petticoat, saree, bra panty etc."

She said "Would you like to dress up now? In my clothes? I have not  worn my female clothes for a long time."

I said "Really Aunty?"

She said "Yes. And from now on call me Vicky. I'll call you Suruchi. By the way now I understand why you have clean shaven face and body. Your body is very girly."

I blushed and said "I would love to cross dress in your clothes."

We went to the bedroom and Suruchi Aunty opened her wardrobe and let me have a look at her feminine clothes which she didn't wear. She showed me her bras. She had a black one, white, pink, yellow and grey colored bras. I chose to wear the black one.

Then she showed me her panties. Out of the 6 panties, I chose to wear a dark brown panty which was softer that any other panties. She smiled and said "I like your choice dear."

Then she asked me to wear the bra and panty. I removed my clothes and tied a towel under my belly. I started wearing the bra. Aunty helped me in tying the hook at my back. Then she took two pillow covers and folded them in round shaped balls. She placed the balls in the bra cups to make my boobs.

Suruchi Aunty said "We'll order a good pair of breast forms for you. Right now, we can use these cloth balls as breasts."

Then I wore the brown panty and hid my semi hard penis in between my thighs. Then I removed the towel and now I was just in bra and panty. The panty was very soft on my skin and I started feeling like a female. Then Aunty gave me a female wig to wear and said "I use to wear this wig to my office boy whenever he come here to get fucked by me."

I wore the wig on my head which had long silky black hair. Then Aunty showed me her sarees. There were a few sarees but I chose to wear a red-maroon color saree. She appreciated my choice and gave me the matching blouse and petticoat for the saree.

The blouse was made of polyester mix cotton and was maroon in color. It had quarter length arms and a very deep back cut. Aunty helped me in wearing the blouse. The blouse had hooks in the front. The neck cut was not so deep but still would have exposed cleavage had I worn any breast forms. You can have a look at the hot lady at the top of the story. I had worn the same kind of blouse and saree.

Then I wore the cotton maroon petticoat and tied it just under my belly. The blouse was a bit tight and perfectly fit my arms. I was feeling like a woman. Then I wore the saree and made a two fold pallu and attached it over my blouse. Then Aunty made me sit at the dressing table and applied make up on my face. I also applied lipstick on my lips, kajal on eyebrows. I wore gold earrings, gold bangles and payals on my feet.

I was ready as a woman. Aunty asked me "Whom do you admire?"

I said "I admire Neha dhupia. I always imagine myself as Neha dhupia whenever I am dressed."

Aunty said "Ok, so I'll call you Neha when You are dressed. By the way, you look very hot in this female avatar."

We sat, chatted, watched tv. I showed her the actress pics on my laptop. While browsing through the pics, I was seriously hoping to get fucked by a macho man. I was imagining myself as a lady. While thinking so much, my penis had become very hard in between my thighs. I told Aunty "Suruchi Aunty, can I go to your bedroom for a minute?"

Aunty asked "Why Neha? I am dressed, I always masturbate. I badly need to masturbate, I want to spurt my cream."

Aunty smiled and said "Do you wanna get fucked?"

I said "Yes."

She said "Even I want to fuck you baby. You are so hot. I have already ordered your breast forma and my silicon penis. They will arrive within a week. Till then, come, masturbate for me. Look at me and masturbate."

I couldn't control it any longer, I removed my saree and was just in blouse and petticoat. I removed the soft cotton panty from under my petticoat and started rubbing my hard dick with my hand.

Aunty removed her t shirt and jeans. She was completely nude in front of me. She has big hairy boobs and hairy armpits. She started rubbing her big clitoris. I was feeling so horny that I grabbed her boobs and started sucking her hairy nipples. Then I grabbed her big thighs and started inserting my hot rod into her wet hot pussy. I started fucking her with very hard thrusts.

Suddenly she  laid me on bed and took the dominant role and fucked me so hard that i was screaming in pain and pleasure. I couldn't hold any longer and spurted out all my sperms inside her pussy.

I started living life as a female while inside home. I always wore Suruchi aunty's clothes and she wore my clothes. Every night we had sex. Soon the breast forms and dildo arrived. From that day, she would suck my nipples and fuck my ass with the dildo.