Meri Badi Shemale cousin ( My Big Shemale chacha ki ladki)

It was a hot Saturday afternoon, so I was content with lounging around in the living room while my cousin, Sonakshi, was busy doing chores. 

She was a tall girl of 5'10" and broad but very beautiful woman. She has quite hairy body for woman in India, big hairy legs, forearms and visible jawline hair and mustache. I like her big bone structure and hairy body. She was perfect example of big chubby ( muscular)body with soft fair skin and dark black hairy but she is very beautiful girl.somehow I like her big body very much.

After hours of doing nothing but flicking through the channels, I decided I would better preoccupying myself with....other things.

"Oh, Branmoy," Sonakshi noticed as I began getting up from the couch. "Do you need anything?"

"Nah, I'm thinking about going to my room and taking a nap," I sighed. "I don't really want to get in your way and all." She gave me her sweet smile, which was enough to light up the darkest caves. My cousin had always been such a sweet person; she's not like those big cousin sisters that always look down on their younger cousins.

"Would you like some snack?" she asked me. "I know how hungry you get when you're hot."

See what I mean? The woman is an angel without wings or a halo. Since her father and my father had died a long time ago and her Mom also died, she live with her . My mother worked an awful lot, my cousin and I spent a lot of time together as we grew up. Even now I still find time for her, I can't count the numerous times I've lost girlfriends over her because I had always put her first. Whether it's canceling a date to watch a movie with her, or leaving my girlfriends high and dry whenever Sonakshi needed me. Truthfully though, I hardly ever cared. All I wanted was to see my sister happy, and if a girl can't appreciate that, then I don't want to be with them.

Her entire life she's had a hard time finding any real friends, not to mention she's always doing all the housework and making sure me and Mom are properly taken care of before she even dares worry about herself. 

She happiest and the most content when she spends time with her family that are we, so I try to make that happen as often as I can.

"I'm fine, but you look like you could use something," I said. "Take a break from your chores and rest; you'll end wearing your ass out if you keep this up."

"Branmoy...." I could hear that disapproving tone of hers.

"Oops, sorry," I shook my head. "Didn't mean that, sometimes this heat gets to me, ya know?"

"That's no excuse for bad language," she wagged a finger at me. "You curse too much, brother. It's one of your bad....habits."

"Come on, I'm not that bad," I grinned turning to face her. What I was greeted with was a beautiful, shapely woman with long black hair and bright emerald eyes. Her shiny mustache hair makes my dick hard instantly. 

I asked her many time that why don't she shave her face and remove her girly mustache ? she smiled me and said that she had notime for all this crap. Maybe because of this all boys fear to come close to her but I liked the way she looks.

Sometime I fear that I am a girly who gets excited by looking big muscular smart woman. I gazed down the rest of her body marveling her many curves and large, luscious breasts of 40 DD, much larger than any woman in our area, she was truly a fine young woman to behold.

Okay, so I may have a small sister complex, big deal. It's not like I was going to break into her room and rape her in her sleep or anything like that. Although, my fantasies about her are starting to get out of control, I should really start slowing down or else I really will do something I'll regret.

"Branmoy?" Sonakshi asked her face now inches away from mine. "Don't scare off into space, your face will get stuck that way."

I shook my head and chuckled before backing away. "Well I'm going to go masturbate," I half joked, smirking when I saw the blush on her face.

"P-Branmoy! Don't say such things to your big sister!" Sonakshi whined.

"I'm just kidding around," I laughed.

"Then why are you going to your room so quickly?" she asked narrowing her eyes. "And there seems to be something poking through your pants, if I'm not mistaken."

Damn, caught. If anything, sister is definitely perceptive. "I-I've got homework to do," I told her quickly scampering up the stairs as she called after me "Branmoy! Don't you lie to me?"

I drown out her protests, quickly slamming the door to my room and locking it. In a flash, I was already stripped down to my boxers and sitting in my computer chair.

"Alright Ms. Champagne, what do you have for me to......wait a minute?" I furiously clicked the mouse. "What's going on here? Why does it say it's blocked?!" I began looking through my bookmarks page, clicking on all my saved sites and getting the same message. "This is insane! How could.....Sonakshi."

If there was one thing I found irritable about my otherwise perfect sister, it was her habit of trying to 'purify' me. She simply couldn't stand the fact that I watched porn or the fact that I masturbated, she keeps telling me that those acts aren't 'pure' or 'dignified'.

"Wait a minute, I've still got my secret stash," I smirk, going under my bed and pulling out a dusty old box I kept from Junior High. I grinned and ripped it open, only to find it completely empty save for a sticky note.

"Branmoy, next time works on your hiding spots," I read, crumbling the note. "Damn her..."

I groaned and flopped back on my bed disappointed, knowing there would be no point in jerking off without any stimulation. I pondered going through Mom's room to see if I could find anything, but I remembered the last time I tried that I ended up getting grounded for weeks.

What the hell does Sonakshi want from me? How the hell does she expect me to get through a week without firing off a few rockets? I'm still in high school, I need this stress reliever. She really needs to take responsibility for her actions....wait a second.

"That's it!" I grinned. "Since this is her fault she'll have to own up to it."

Quickly I opened the door to my room peeking down the steps, seeing my sister still doing her chores. "Alright, this shouldn't take long." I swiftly made my way toward the room across from me, which was her room.

I've hardly been in here, but anyone could tell this room belonged to my older sister. Everything was a hundred percent neat and organized, her favorite color (blue) is all over the place, and not to mention the entire room is filled with her wondrous scent. I grabbed a pillow and sniffed it, savoring the smell of my sister's hair.

"Damn," I moaned slightly before snapping back into reality. "Wait, I need to get what I came for. Ah, here we go."

I looked over to the basket where Sonakshi kept the clothes she'd already worn and were about to wash, after a bit of digging and finally came across exactly what I was looking for. Sonakshi's boxer (strangely, she wore boy's brief, may be she cant find panties for her big ass)  from just yesterday, I happened to know this because she only owns one pair of blue striped ones, and I happened to catch a glimpse of them yesterday. I brought the material to my nose and took a big wiff, god it smelled so fucking good, as if my face were right in between her legs right now.

"Eh?" I said looking at a certain stain on the front. "Is that....cum?" I grinned to myself. "Not so innocent, are we Sonakshi?"

Suddenly I heard the sound of footsteps meaning she was heading up the stairs, knowing I couldn't make it out in time, I scampered into her large closet and closed the door shut just in time as she stepped into the room. Peering through the blinds, I watched as she took a nervous look around before locking her door.

"Hmm," I smiled. "Me thinks the lady is about to have a quick 'session', maybe I should bust her."

My big sister then quickly opened her drawer and pulled some sort of red material before plopping down on her bed.

"Hold on," I narrowed my eyes. "Those are my boxers; they've been missing all week. S-She can't be....."

My eyes shot open as she took a big long sniff of my dirty undergarments. She then gave the sluttiest smile I'd ever seen; better than any porno or magazine model could ever do. She then sighed and bit the front of the underwear running her tongue along it.

"Little brother, you taste so good," she moaned as her hand found her way to her large breasts. 

"I want your cock in my mouth, my little brother's little cock that tastes so good."

Cock? She's never said that word before, hell she's never even said the word 'darn' before, but hearing that dirty word slip out of her innocent little mouth, and I just couldn't take it. I unzipped my pants and grabbed a hold of my already hard 6” rod stroking furiously.

"Give me your cum brother," she moaned unbuttoning her blouse and slipping it off her shoulders, she then set the boxers aside and removed her bra exposing her very hairy armpits and luscious breasts. "Sonakshi's tits are hairy too, too big like water melon and nipples are hairy like a man," I groaned stroking my cock. "This is the first time I've seen them..."

"Brother," she moaned pinching one of her nipples as she spread her legs open revealing her boxer under that short black skirt of hers. "Your scent is making me so hard...."

I hadn't even registered what I said; I just kept mindlessly and shamelessly stroking my cock at my big sister as she kept moaning. "Mmm, Branmoy! Suck on me!"

"God I want to suck your nipples so bad Sonakshi," I moaned, I shut my eyes preparing to blow my load, however when I opened them to get one last look I noticed that her panties and skirt were now around her ankles. What I saw made me almost immediately stop jerking; right in between her big hairy legs was not a pretty, pink, wet pussy, but instead an enormous rock hard cock with a set of huge hairy balls dangling below it.

"D-Dick!!!" I screamed losing my balance and falling right out of the closet, landing in the middle of her floor.

"Branmoy!" I heard my sister yell as I slowly looked up at her. I expected her to run away screaming and calling me a pervert, but she just sat on the bed looking down at me with her beautiful eyes. Her mouth then curved into a wide, sultry grin as she spread her legs a litter wider. "Hello there, Branmoy."

"K-Sonakshi? That is you right?"

"Of course, don't you recognize your big sister?" she asked placing her index finger in her mouth. "Why were you hiding in my closet? Were you beating off? You're such a pervert Branmoy, beating off to your own slut of a sister."

"No you misunderstand!" I said waving my hands. "I-I was....uhm.....I....."

"It's okay," she giggled. "I don't mind, I've always dreamed about you whacking off to me." She then caught my gaze at her penis which was now slowly softening. "Are you surprised?" She stroked it a bit. "Your older sister has a cock attached to her body? Don't you have something to say?"

I did, I had plenty to say. But I couldn't, it was like something was caught in my throat. Not to mention that big beautiful cock of hers..er I mean....augh, what's wrong with me?! I have to call her out right now, come on Branmoy you can-

"Branmoy," Sonakshi grinned seductively at me and grabbed me by the arm pulling me close so that I was sitting on her thigh and her mouth was near my ear. "I want you."

"N-No!!" I yelled lightly pushing her away.

 "Sonakshi! This...this isn't right! How? Why?"

"You want to know about my dick?" she asked looking a bit disappointed. "It's not that complicated, basically I was just born this way. Mom said it was rare but I wasn't the only one like this in the world."

"B-But..."

"There are some big problems with this though," she said. "It's because of this I haven't had many friends, it's also because of this that I get so horny at the most random times during the day. My sex drive is fucking incredible, I can cum so much and so many times it's crazy." She turned back to me. "But I'm never ever satisfied. And you know why?"

I gulped and shakily asked "Why?"

"Because the only one that can satisfy me is you," she whispered. "In fact, you're the only one I can beat off to. Whenever I imagine your handsome face choking on my big dick as I face fuck you.....god just thinking about it makes me want to cum!"

"Sis," I said. This couldn't be the same Sonakshi, my Sonakshi. No, my sister is sweet, caring and pure. This has to be an imposter! Yet, I still feel even more turned on than I've ever felt when looking at her. "Uhm....h-how big?"

"What? This thing?" she asked, wagging her cock at me. "She's a beauty ain't she? All nine and a half inches of her."

“But it’s very thick also, I never saw so thick and big on any man” I comment in a fear.

She then turned to look at me with a gleam in her eye. "Remember it’s a girl dick and it used to be more powerful than man when it’s come out from pussy, you can taste it," she said scooting closer to the edge of the bed. "I promise it's really good."

"But Sonakshi, why you keep so many hairs around it? It looks very dangerous and I'm not gay," I said holding my hands up.

"And you won't be, you are so girly, I used to fuck you when you are only 3 years old, don’t you feel you ass loosen up ? I used to take you in my lap and used to insert my 6”dick while I was only 10 year old. Our mom caught me one day. She slap me and ask me to stop fucking you. She was quite surprised that I have so big dick at only this young age. She asks me to fuck our father daily.

He even used cry whenever I insert my dick in his ass. After father died, everything just happens to be cease. She asks me to wait. You know something come with a little extra. Now its 10” long ““Sonakshi told me. ”I'm still all female, I've had my periods, big boobs and ass and my voice. She then gave me a desperate look.

 "Please, won't you do this for your big sister? The one who's always taken care of you?"

I looked into her eyes and then back to her cock which was beginning to come back alive, unconsciously I sank to my knees and grabbed it earning an audible moan from her. He was very thick, not even my hands could fit around the entire thing, I could even feel it pulsing as I began to squeeze it slightly.

"Please," she moaned. "Suck my dick."

I sighed, unable to refuse her, and took a gulp before replaying everything I saw in porn movies in my mind. Tentatively, I licked the head of it tasting a bit of her sweet pre-cum.

"Yesss," Sonakshi hissed as I took some in my mouth.

She was still pretty soft, so I had to suck and lick on the arrow shaped head to make her harder. Once she was semi-hard I began taking the shaft down my throat, surprising myself at how much of it I was able to fit. Each time I bobbed, I took more and more of her thick monster into my throat until I had reached the very end.

"No gagging?" she giggled. "Well it's not as fun, but maybe you could hum a little tune? I know, how about that song from that anime I like? And could you look at me with those pretty blue eyes of yours?"

I groaned and looked directly at Sonakshi while I hummed the song she'd requested, she moaned along with my tune while slightly thrusting her hips into my rhythm. The longer I did this, the more hit I took to my manly pride. Here I was, on my knees sucking a dick bigger and much stronger than mine, and if that wasn't strange enough, it belonged to my beautiful older sister.

The question 'am I gay?' kept playing over and over in the back of my mind. I know being gay means you're attracted to the same sex or whatever, and, to be honest, I've never in my life been physically attracted to another male. Not to mention if what my sister says is true, and then technically none of this is really gay....besides the fact that I'm sucking a real dick.

So maybe it's fifty percent gay.

"Oh yes," her voice tore me from my thoughts. "Oh....it's close Branmoy....."

I looked up at Sonakshi and watched as she drooled out of her open wide mouth while playing with both her breasts. Sighing inwardly, I decided that this was my big sister, no matter what anyone thinks about this compromising position, to me she was masculine but a female and that was that. I was always fascinating about licking her hairy jawline and get smooched by her mustached lips. Telling myself this sort of put me at ease, however all of my constantly thinking did not prepare me for when Sonakshi decided to take it up a notch and stand up, switching positions with me so that I was leaning against the bed. She then began to forcefully shove her meat in and out of my mouth, grabbing onto her bed for leverage.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" she screamed as she kept pounding my mouth with all her force. "I'm gonna feel your mouth, little brother!"

She gave one final thrust shoving her cock as far as it could go down my throat as she let her seed spill in my mouth forcing me to swallow the enormous load, I've never tasted cum before but my previous girlfriends have told me it tasted salty and disgusting. However, Sonakshi didn't taste at all like that; she tasted sweet, like candy really. I guess she wasn't lying when she said she tasted good.

"Sorry about that," Sonakshi sighed pulling her cock out with a loud pop. "I lost control; I promise I'll make it up to you later. But first..." She reached into my pocket and pulled out a Nirodh condom, something I always kept on me, and ripped it open rolling it onto her cock that was somehow still hard as steel.

"O-Oh shit," I said as my eyes shot wide open. "Sonakshi you can't....no.....I won't be able to handle that! Your dick is bigger than any man of our Bengali community"

"You forget stupid that our mom is Punjabi and Punjabi's do have big cock, dont forget i have hairy body like Punjabi also and don’t worry I'll be gentle," she said stroking her condom barely covered her half cock. "I'd never hurt you Branmoy, you can trust your sweet big sis right?"

"Sona Di," I said. She knew that I was dead serious when I used her pet name. "I am not doing it, so you can just forget about it. I have to draw the line somewhere when it comes to my manhood."

Sonakshi gave me her cute little pout face, that didn't work, and then she gave me her serious mother-like face, that also didn't work. Finally her lip began to quiver as she bit down on it and covered her face in her hands. "Y-You think I'm a freak don't you?" she sniffed.

"That's not going to work Sonakshi," I said crossing my arms.

All the sudden, my twenty-two year old sister was on her knees, crying like some toddler that wasn't getting any candy. "I thought you of all people would understand!" she shouted. "Now I don't have anyone! No friends and no supportive brother!"

I clenched my fist as she continued bawling in front of me, trying my best to hold on. Sonakshi is a good actor, so for all I know these could just be crocodile tears flowing her hairy but very beautiful face. Then again, this could be real and I might end up looking like the jerk. "Damn it," I growled removing my shirt. "The things I do for you sometimes."

Almost immediately, she'd stopped her crying. "Really?!" Yep, it was all an act. "You'll let me fuck you?"

"Yeah," I sighed. "Just try to be gentle with that weapon."

"Oh, thank you Branmoy!" she said hugging me. "If you're up for it, I'll let you fuck me after."

That was the last thing on my mind right now, of course I was gonna get her back for this, but at this moment I'm worried about that massive tool that she's currently applying oil to her dick and her dark dense pubic hair drench of oil and her dick was looking monster in between the long black hairs. She then turned me around and forcefully bent me over the edge of her bed, slapping my ass in the process.

I never know she is so much stronger. I thought she is only chubby arms.

"I'm gonna love pounding this nice ass,"

 Sonakshi smiled as she removed my boxers and tossed them to the side. "Okay I'm gonna loosen you up now, with my size if I just go straight in I'm afraid I might kill you."

She rubbed her index finger around my asshole as I shuddered at how cold the liquid was, she then slowly began sticking it inside, I hissed a bit as she began twirling her finger inside soon she added a second finger and began slowly fucking me with them. "That feels good?"

"A little," I said.

"Well how about this?" she then suddenly pressed down on my prostate causing an audible moan from me and a sudden reaction in my lower regions. "Oh you got a hard-on from that?" 

she asked sounding happy. "You've got a cute little clit brother."

Something about her saying my dick was "cute clit" slightly offended me, but I didn't think about it as she added a third finger and quickened her finger fucking. "You sure know what you're doing for a sweet innocent virgin," I informed her.

No dear I already fucked you many time, have you forget your childhood? And I've watched enough porn," Sonakshi shrugged. "I'm guess I'm not so different from you, we're both huge perverts."

"Let's not forget Mom," I grinned. "I think she's worse than either of us."

Sonakshi giggled and removed her fingers. "I think you're ready now," she said rubbing my ass. "Now, spread 'em."

"Where's this dominate personality of yours coming from?"

"I dunno , may be from Mom," she told me rubbing her slick cock up and down my ass crack. "I'm just a dominate person, kind of surprising isn't it?"

"Yes i should have guess as you have a mustache too, it is."

 She shy and grinned and said " yes I love my mustache, it make me feel what I am purely is , masculine and dominating, I will make you feel feminine"

Finally, she'd had enough teasing and positioned her cock directly at her prize. "This is going to hurt," she told me sincerely. "But I promise it'll feel good."

"Just get on with it," I groaned as she began to push her cock head against my anus. The first few attempts it didn't budge, it was so big like a handle of cricket bat but when she gave it a little more force a few inches of her cock manage to make its way in, causing me to hiss loudly at the sudden pain.

"Hey now," she said rubbing my cheek. "It's alright, just relax yourself."

I felt as if I were being torn in two as she said there for a moment, not wanting to draw this out any longer than I needed to, I decided to get on with it.

"O-Okay, you can keep going," I announced.

She nodded and began slowly pushing the rest inside of me, slowly and tentatively. It almost felt like torture, each inch of that incredible beast was like another stab of pain to my backside. I clenched the sheets and bit down on the pillow as hard as I could until I could feel her heavy powerful hips pressing against me, letting me know that all twelve inches of her rock hard cock was buried inside of me.

"Oh God, she come over my back and her big melons were crushing on my back. She make a grip of her right bicep around my neck and start squeezing my chest with another hand" she moaned,. "You're so damn tight, I feel like you're about to rip my meat off."

“You are the one fucking me off. I don’t know if any man can fuck me like you. You are more masculine than any man I know.” I cried in pain.

I shook my head at her, noting that she obviously liked to talk dirty. It's probably a good thing though, everyone needs an outlet of some sorts and Sonakshi being the person she is rarely ever gets to express her true emotions.

"Hey, I'm going to start now, okay?"

I nodded my consent, as she pulled almost all the way out and pushed back in, she repeated this action slow and tenderly allowing me to get a good feeling. Each time she did this, I felt less and less pain until it was almost entirely evaporated. By then, she had already built up a pretty good rhythm, but I wanted to feel more so I turned to her and asked that she picked up the pace, something she was more than happy to accommodate.

Now she was moving at very fast speed, like a diesel engine, slapping my ass for her own enjoyment, our moans and the sounds of her slapping against me filled the room as she started to pound me into submission. I could only cry her name as she continued to slam inside of me harder, grabbing onto my hair roughly. The whole bed was vibrating under hurricane. She was fucking me like a beast. She was so masculine with having 40 DD breast like Goddess Kali.

"You little slut," she growled into my ear, slamming her cock into me. "How does it feel to have your big sister's pole slamming in and out of you?!" Yup, she played very dominate. "Yeah, keep up that squealing, bitch, I want to hear how much enjoyment you're getting from my cock."

"Hey ram, Sonakshi, it feels so damn good, bite me on neck like lion bite on lioness while fucking her, you are truly my man!"

"That's what I thought," she moaned. "I knew you'd love this, I should have made you my little cockslut years ago."

I could tell she was long gone by now, she was acting like an animal in heat and somehow I was enjoying every bit of it. Suddenly, she slipped her entire cock out of me, eliciting a disappointed groan from my lips.

"Done already?" I asked.

"Hell no," she grinned. "I just wanna try another position, I wanna see your face while I fuck you."

I nodded and lied on my back as she spread my legs in air and pushed her dick right back into me not even bothering to start off slow, as she kept fucking she grabbed my chest with both hands and start squeezing it painful, god I wish I could have some meat on it to save my chest bones and she began to furiously squeeze my nipples also leaning forward and pulling me into a passionate kiss. I really needed to felt her mustache on my lips to feel truly feminine and her masculine as she start sucking my lips. 

"I always wanted to get smoothed by your big mustached lips." I said her

This makes her happy, she become more aggressive, " I know you really like my big hairy body and my mustache , that's why i never shave , I was right that you only understand and love my feelings , i know you masturbate by imaging my girly mustaches".than she said again "Branmoy," she moaned slamming harder. "I'm gonna cum soon, get on your damn knees."

"Sure," I groaned.

She pulled out of me once again, ripping off the condom as I sank to my knees. She then began to furiously jerk off in front of me, her pre-cum flying all over my face.

"Oh shit," She moaned, holding my head in place. "I'm gonna blow my load all over your pretty little face, here it comes!!"

As she said this, a jet of hot liquid shot from her tip, flying onto my face. Following it were more streams of the sticky substance, as it covered my entire face. Eventually, her orgasm subsided, but she continued to stroke her now soft cock, before slapping it against my face.

"Just so you know, you're my little bitch now," she spoke, before slowly sinking onto the bed as if she had been completely drained. For a while, the two of us just sat there, neither one of us wanting to say anything, which was understandable considering what had just happened. "Branmoy?" I noticed the soft squeak in her voice, turning to look at her I saw that she no longer looked like a crazed sexual deviant, but instead was back to the normal shy big sister I had always known. "Um....I'm so-"

"Shh," I grinned hushing her. "No need for an apology, I enjoyed myself really. I'm a little sore though, you were kinda rough."

"Sorry, I can't control myself sometimes when I'm horny," she apologized her beautiful hairy face remaining red as she averted my gaze. "Branmoy....c-can we do it again?"

"We can do it anytime you want," I told her. "You know I'd do anything for you."

"Oh Branmoy," Sonakshi smiled leaning in and giving me a soft innocent kiss. "I love you, you're such a good little brother."

"Love you to sis," I told her.

So that's that grueling tale, well it wasn't so bad now I think back to it. And hey, I actually come to like my sister's cock, though I could do without her little personality switch. Wait was that the bell? Yes! I'm heading straight home! Move, move out of the way freshman! No Brittany I don't wanna go out, move! Hey Pradeep! I'll talk to ya later, I got stuff to do! Running, running, running, running, running.....I'm home! Finally! Now just to open the door and....

"Sonakshi!" I called walking into the house. "You home yet?"

I listened for her voice, hoping she was already upstairs and ready to go, but instead I was greeted with a much smoother and more mature tone from behind. "I sent her out for groceries." It was Mom, apparently she had come home from work earlier than I expected. "You seemed to be in a rush to get home, eh?"

"Oh hey Mom, I thought you had a meeting today," I told her setting my backpack down.

"I've got more important matters to deal with right now," Mom gave me a sly grin. I know that grin, and usually nothing good comes out of it. "Come here son, give Mommy a hug."

I give her a questioning look, wondering what was going on at the moment. Usually by now she'd be howling at me to get her some chips and a beer while she lounged around on the couch, in fact I've rarely seen her this active in my life. Something was definitely up here.

"Oookay," I said going into my mother's arms as she wrapped them around me. "Mom, what's this about?"

"This is nice right?" she asked intentionally pressing my face into her very large breasts. "Being so close to your mother, we haven't hugged like this in a while. You've been spending quite some time with Sona.....I'm growing a little jealous."

Jealous? She couldn't know what the two of us are doing...could she? And is it me, or do I feel a large object pressing against my thigh? "M-Mom? I asked releasing myself from her hug and staring at her. "Oh no....you cannot be serious."

An unmistakable bulge was trying it's best to burst from my mother's skirt as she stuck one of her slender fingers in her mouth and said "I want to spend some quality time with my little boy, just like Sonakshi does." She slowly let her sari up allowing me to see the entire thing.

"D-Dick!!!"

Mardana bhartiye aurte( masculine indian women)

My partner and I ran a public relations agency. We were doing reasonably well. We were not among the top twenty five in Delhi but hoped to be there soon. We were looking for an account which would give us the push to reach the top. It was then that the owner of Transformation approached us. It was a beauty parlor run by Rani Fonseca. She had one branch at Noida and another at Gurgaon. Her objective was only to make herself known in the two localities where she had her establishments. We made some preliminary inquiries and found out that they had competent staff that did an excellent job. But they were known to be a bit expensive, but those who patronized them, swore by the quality of their work.

We decided to take up the account and asked Rani to give us a week's time to come with a concept. We had been toying with various approaches until one morning I had an idea. I had just completed my morning exercises and was examining my muscles in the mirror. I was quite pleased with my mannish look of typical Punjabi woman due to hair growth on my jaw line & little bit muscular body with D cup boobs. I was an inch shorter than the six feet people assumed me to be and I never bothered to correct them. I smiled at my image in the mirror. I am perfect mixture of a big tall womanly body with mannish face and beautiful sharp big nose. The only blemish I could notice was a somewhat masculine hair growth on my upper lip. I thought to myself that I needed to visit Rani to remove that. It was then that an idea struck me. I rang up my partner and suggested that we meet within the next hour to discuss my idea.

By the time I reached our office in GK my partner was already there. "Raju, I think I have found the concept for promoting Transformation...” My partner smiled in his usual charming way and asked me to sit down and explain things.

Raju, who went by the official name of Rajuram, was a level headed introverted person. Though his coolness and charming smile, often made me want to bash him up, I controlled myself because I needed him to tone down my over-enthusiasm. Not only our minds but also our bodies were a study in contrast. He was almost half a foot shorter than me with a nice angelic feminine face. His face has less hair than me. He sometime say that I am man enough for him. I used to tease him that he could be a model for Amul butter. Though there was a layer of fat all under his skin, one could not call him fat. Looking at him, I had often thought he could, with a little make-up, pose as a cherubic lady for Ruben or Ravi Verma. Once again this thought passed through my mind as I started explaining my concept for Transformation. Actually my concept took a quantum jump with the passage of this thought.

"Transformation is a parlor meant for both men and women", I started on my explanation, "So it is best that people see some good examples of their work. My plan is as follows. You and I will pair with a girl and a boy. Each pair will enter one branch of the parlor at exactly seven pm on a Saturday evening and come out at eight fully transformed".

"Before that we would have run an ad in the local supplements for people to come and watch the parlour entrance between 7.00 to 7.15 pm and observe the clients entering and repeat the observation between 8.00 and 8.15 pm of clients leaving. They would e-mail us their observations. The ten best answers would receive a weekend packages at a nearby resort".

After seeking a few clarifications, Raju agreed with my concept. We fleshed out the details and met Rani with our plans. She was somewhat amused by the idea, but assured us that she could deliver finished products worthy of the hype being created by us. She was only worried that the housing societies where the parlours were located might object to crowds inside their premises. Raju and I felt it could be turned to our advantage by not letting the crowds get too close to our "finished products". We decided to employ a security agency for crowd control and decided the pair would come out of the parlours, linger for a moment in the lights of the foyer and get into the waiting taxis right inside the society compounds. That way they would be at least ten feet away from spectators.

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Soon after Rani's approval, we ran the ads to select a boy and a girl to pair us. To maintain secrecy we conducted the interviews in a hotel room.

I had the first go at the interviews. The boys whom I had to interview had been shortlisted by evaluating their responses to a set of questions on a computer. The questions were graded first to test physical characteristics, secondly to examine past influences, thirdly the mental makeup and lastly the secret desires. The critical questions hidden among routine questions were: How often do you shave in a week? Those shaving more than once were rejected. How tall are you? Those more than 5’4” inches were rejected. What is your waist measurement? Waists larger than 28 inches were rejected. Do you think boys are stronger persons than girls and should never cry? Those who answered yes were rejected. If you are the youngest of the family, how many sisters do you have? Those with two elder sisters were favored. Did you ever feel jealous about their lovely dresses? Yes answers were favored. What role did you take up for fancy dress or in a school play? Those who had dressed up as girls were given more questions. Do you think it is better in today's world to be a girl than a boy? The yes answer was favored. Would you be upset if your job requires you to dress up as a girl without anyone knowing? If given a chance would you like to live as a girl in a small circle of friends?

The next part of the test was a vocal test. Those who could sing with a girl's voice were shortlisted.

I met the five shortlisted boys over lunch. They were asked to behave like girls during the lunch. I observed their walk, talk and gentleness at the table. Post lunch only two remained. I asked both to read a preset passage from Mills and Boon. When they came in one after another, to see me, I asked them what they had liked in the passage. One said he liked the part where the girl looks out of the window at her sweetheart approaching her house.

The second said he liked the part when "I move into my sweetheart's strong arms".

I asked the second one to go into the adjoining room and change into a dress kept there and return to me. While he changed, I checked his papers. I began to feel that Mohan, known officially as Mohankanth, would meet my needs.

Shortly the door to the adjoining room opened. Mohan was wearing a light blue pleated frock. I put out my arms and said to him, "Mohan darling come to me". He responded word for word from the book. "...And I thought you would never come," and moved into my arms. My choice had been made. For the project, I decided to change my name from Ms. Chawala to Mr. Singh and enrolled Mohan as my girlfriend.

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"What kind of men do you like", Raju asked the first of the last two left behind in his selection process as he put down the telephone after completing a call.

The five feet ten inches tall swimmer with dense jawline hair, possessing bulkier biceps than boobs and wearing faded jeans, looked straight into Raju's eyes and said, "I like short buttery ones with shiny cheeks". Having said that Suruchi leaned forward, held Raju's head in her hands and kissed him on the lips.

Before Raju could regain composure, Suruchi walked to the door of the room, peeped out and told the other girl waiting her turn, "Sorry my friend. The interview is over and I am selected. The boss has asked me to tell you to go away."

"Hey, hey..." Raju started saying...

Suruchi once again closed the door, turned around, smiled at Raju and said, "Look; I agree you are the boss. You will not regret selecting me. I have the confidence that you will be fully satisfied with me around..."

Raju saw no reason to contest Suruchi's words. Her physical appearance and mental profile were quite suited for the job on hand. To confirm matters, Raju could still feel a tingling sensation on his lips where Suruchi had smooch him quite forcefully. The little dick in his pants gets aroused due to her masculine behavior.

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We had selected the Saturday when our plan would be executed. The morning papers had carried the news about the Observation Contest in their city supplements. We had put ten girls on the task of calling up the households in the target area. We were sure of a reasonable gathering. We had photographers appointed to cover the event so that we could create stories for tabloids.

The four of us gathered at my house in New Delhi. I am fortunate enough to own a row house with a private garage. It was the first house on a lane off the main road. We could drive out without attracting too much attention from my neighbors

We were all seated in the main hall watching Tootsie on my home theatre. Suruchi was dressed in a light green saree with a matching blouse. Her pink lipstick was a little too loud on her dark skin. She has long hair which she likes to hide under her cap. She was seated on a sofa with her feet up. Her saree had moved up a little revealing her hairy legs. Her hands were folded against her chest. The arms of her blouse were at bursting-point because of her muscles. There was a smile on her face as she saw Dustin Hoffman struggle with the baby. I was dressed in a sober non-descript fashion. The black loose shirt and grey trousers were almost unisex in design. My short hair was hidden by a shoulder length wig and I was wearing leather sandals without heels.

Raju was wearing a light grey shirt and formal black trousers. His shiny black shoes were highly noticeable. They had two inches of sole and another inch of inner padding. Raju managed to look as tall as Suruchi. As his sleeves were folded, I noticed that his arms were very smooth looking. One of Rani's assistants had visited my house in the morning to make sure that both Raju and Mohan had no body hair. She had also done their eyebrows and nails and given them facials.

Mohan was dressed in a plain white kurta and pajama. His dark false moustache was a bit funny on the soft skin of his face. He looked a little nervous. I smiled at him and said that I will be with him all the way. He visibly relaxed with my assurance.

The time was four thirty in the evening when the movie ended. The plan was to leave by 5.30 pm. Raju volunteered to make some tea for all of us. Mohan volunteered to help him. As they left the room I winked at Suruchi. She nodded her head. Raju and Mohan were in a way doing, what girls would, in a mixed company.

"Hey girls, give us something to eat", Suruchi bellowed out to them so that the two of them could hear her in the kitchen.

"You will only get fatter if you keep eating like this", was the response from the kitchen.

I smiled to myself and started feeling more confident about our campaign.

We reached the parking lot at CP around 6.30 pm. We got out of the car and locked it and started looking for taxis to take us to our destinations. Mohan and I were going to India gate and Raju and Suruchi were going to Kalkaji.

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It was not yet 7 pm when we reached Kalkaji. I went into a shoe shop and bought myself a pair of kolhapuris of size 8 and pair of ladies heels of size 7. This way we reached Transformation a couple of minutes after seven pm.

I got out of the taxi first and went into the parlour stealing a glance at the crowd of about 100 people who were waiting on the footpath near the entrance. Mohan came in leisurely after paying for the taxi.

Rani's sister Divjot greeted us enthusiastically. She asked us to quickly move into a separate room assigned to us. There were no other customers in the parlour as it was beyond normal closing hours. Clearly she had a lot to do in one hour. She asked me to wait, while she started off with Mohan. She removed Mohan's moustache and asked him to go into the adjoining bathroom, strip completely and wear the special body suit kept there for him. In five minutes Mohan was back in the room. The body suit with a soft texture and skin color gave him a good figure with 34c breasts, natural waist of 26 and padded hips of 34. Now he even had soft and luxuriant pubic hair. Divjot merged the edges of the suit with Mohan's body by using some clever make-up. Then she made Mohan wear a sheer bra with only lace work for the cups. Portions of his breasts were visible through the windows of the lace and it made him very sexy. The panties were also made of lace allowing few strands of his public hair to escape through the lattice work. Mohan was blushing now. Though he had had quite a few practice seasons trying to be a girl, this was for real now.

Divjot asked Mohan to wear a dressing gown and sit in front of one of the mirrors. Divjot's assistants started working on his face. The foundation went up followed by powder puffs. The lashes and eyelids were done next. Then coming to little coloring of his cheeks, followed by a proper application of lipstick. I could observe professional competence in their work. Then they parted Mohan's hair in the middle and skillfully fixed an expensive wig. The cascading hair now covered all of Mohan's back. Divjot tied it into a pony tail.

"Ok, dear, you get a short break now, while I attend to your boyfriend", Divjot told Mohan. Mohan smiled at me. Her eyes got automatically lowered when I looked into his eyes and smiled back. As I had predicted, he was turning out to be a very pretty girl.

Divjot now gave me my inner costume. I went into the bathroom to wear it. When I wore it I realized it was tight around my big chest, flattening it in the process. My waist is still thin so my buttocks did look too large. The interesting part was a special artificial cock. I was amused by it. My big clitoris swollen up and become 4”in length, Sufficient for scoring any man and it’s hard enough to fuck them in ass. I inserted it in the dildo and strap on the cock on my clitoris. When I wore the Boxer and Baniyan and went back to the room, Divjot winked at me.

My makeup consisted of coloring my bleached bread hair returning the visibility of my facial hairs as beared. I also acquired a small but well developed moustache. Divjot added some hair to my brows and combed my naturally hair in a manly style. I was looking a handsome manly man due to facial hair and my big pointed nose.

My dress for the evening was orange red kurta and pajama along with an off-white jacket. Jacket helped to cover any minor distortions in my bodyline.

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"Ok, darling let us get back to work," Divjot turned her attention to Mohan. "Take off your gown and let us give you different dresses so that your guy can select the one he wants you to wear this evening. After all we girls try different dresses to attract these men, right?" Divjot laughed.

The navy blue translucent dress moved with Mohan's body and accentuated the curves. It was definitely an improvement over the previous one. But I wanted a "wow" response from the public who were watching the parlour entrance for something dramatic.

The last dress met my requirements. The orange chaniya choli with jari work was really grand. When Mohan wore it, I could see that the fit was excellent and his curves were very well accentuated. Particularly his pert breasts and round proportionate buttocks looked very attractive in it. He looked every inch a young girl dressed for a social occasion. The addition of ornaments on his legs, hands, neck and face added to his beauty. I smiled indulgently at Mohan as he pirouetted happily in front of us. Suddenly he felt shy as he felt all eyes on him.

The last touch by Divjot was superb. She made Mohan wear a mangalsutra. A tiny bindi and a little sindoor completed the traditional look. A light veil on his head made him look a little vulnerable. Lastly Mohan wore the heels which I had bought for him. He did not falter at all as swayed his hips just a little walked around the room.

We were ready now. Divjot made us pose together in front of a mural. As we turned after being photographed, we caught our images in the huge mirror on the wall. For a moment we kept staring at the image. Then suddenly, Mohan was in my arms and I was kissing him. Divjot and her staff applauded happily as we hugged each other. For all practical purposes, Mohan was my wife and I was "her" husband.

Just in case we had forgotten and decided to move on to other activities of a husband and wife, Divjot reminded us that the time was 8 pm and we needed to move on. As a parting gift Mohan got a soft leather bag with a few essential womanly things and I got a wrist bag with my keys, money etc.

We paused for a moment under the bright porch light while Mohan pretended to adjust his ear studs and I adjusted my kolhapuris. Then we got into the waiting cab. Mohan asked the cab driver in his sweet girlish voice to take us to South Ex parking lot. I held Mohan's hand as the cab pulled out. We did not look at the observant crowd.

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We reached my car in the lot in about 45 minutes. We sat in it to wait for our friends. In about five minutes, a tall hefty fellow got out of a cab which halted on the opposite side of the road. As the taxi moved off, we saw the girl who had got off from the other door. She was dressed in an onion coloured silk saree with a simple gold chain around her beautiful neck. As she moved to a side to cross the road, we were struck by the length of her hair which reached her buttocks.

Her companion was a rugged bearded guy, dressed in a loose fitting white shirt and trousers. His shoes were polished to perfection. As they were about to cross the road, the guy put his arms around the girl's waist and she moved close to him quite endearingly. As the couple reached the middle of the road, Mohan whispered to me excitedly,"By God! It is Raju and Suruchi".

Both of us got out of the car to welcome our friends. As they approached, Raju waved out to me. I was so amazed that I did not even wave back. I was totally amazed at how beautiful my partner had become. Mohan pulled at my dress and said, "Honey, Don't stare at Raju like that. I am getting jealous..."

I always wanted to fuck Raju in female dress. I came back to my senses quickly as I put my hands around Mohan's waist and pulled him to me. His sensuous perfume hit my nose as his ample buttocks brushed my legs.

We complimented each other as Raju and Suruchi came near us. Raju told us of the good crowd which saw them leave the Noida branch of Transformation. There had been a lot of cheering when they had come out. He shared with us the polaroid photographs of the various dresses he had tried before conceding to Suruchi's request that he should wear a saree. He almost looked at her accusingly for not letting him come out with one of the other dresses.

While I was thinking of the good public response so far, I noticed Suruchi examine Mohan closely. She went near Mohan and examined his mangalsutra. Suddenly she put her hand on Mohan's stomach and said, "Hey, when is your first baby coming out". Mohan blushed and pinched the back of Suruchi's hand. As Suruchi cried out in pain, Raju and I laughed. Raju said to Suruchi, “Serves you right". Mohan felt bad so he took Suruchi's hand and kissed it where he had pinched her. Both Mohan and Suruchi were standing quite close. Apparently the perfume worn by Mohan worked on Suruchi as well. Suruchi planted a light kiss on Mohan's forehead. Raju started making noises; "Hey! Hey! Don't forget I am here". Suruchi sidestepped and picked up Raju by the waist despite his protests and planted her little lady on the bonnet of the car.

"My sweet heart, Have a heart and don't be jealous. See how your smooth and shiny legs are affecting Singh". Raju's saree had moved up while being placed on the bonnet and I was indeed looking at his nice shapely legs. There was a moment's silence but then all of us laughed out at the humor of the situation.

As the leader of the group, I said, "Suruchi is right. All of us belong to each other. We just need to have fun together. After all that hard work today, we deserve a nice break. Let us start with dinner".

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At the restaurant, we found a table at the back of the hall. As we sat down, I found Mohan whispering something into Raju's ears. The ever ready Suruchi told them that the ladies loo was down the corridor.

The meal was full of fun and laughter, probably helped by a little gin which Suruchi had added to the girls' lemonade while they were away at the loo.

After consuming all that fluid, I too felt the urge to visit the loo. While I could unzip to do my job, I found the appendage provided on the costume was capable of swelling and stiffening on being squeezed.

I left the experiment halfway to avoid embarrassment as I went back to my table.

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Safely inside the house we photographed ourselves as different pairs. All our inhibitions and possessiveness were gone and we were teasing each other freely.

We were in my living room. I was seated on the floor next to Raju and was feeling up his smooth legs without even thinking about it. Raju said, "Hey partner! You are making me horny". I simply smiled and moved one of my arms to Raju's boobs. They were larger than Mohan's because Suruchi had made him wear a padded bra. But Raju's breasts felt good to squeeze.

In the meanwhile, Mohan and Suruchi were dancing to music. Suruchi kept pinching Mohan's bottom while Mohan giggled. I suspected that gin was working on Mohan. All his shyness was gone. As the music came to an end, Suruchi declared, "Let us play rummy".

"What an unromantic thing to do", I thought until Suruchi explained the rules.

We moved into the large bedroom to play. Raju won the first round. As a penalty, I took off my kurta, Suruchi took off a shawl and Mohan took off his salwar. Raju seemed to be lost in thought. Suddenly she flared up at Suruchi, “You cheat! You have extra things on". Suruchi laughed and took off her pants as well. Her strong and hairy legs were now revealed. Mohan looked with awe and amusement at the obvious bulge in Suruchi's Boxers. Next round was won by Suruchi. I tugged at Raju's blouse. He removed it obligingly. I could not help staring at the silk bra holding Raju's breasts. I removed my pajama and sat in my Boxer and Baniyan. Mohan had taken off his salwar, revealing his beautiful silky legs, flat stomach. As I had noted earlier his firm young breasts could be seen through the lace. Suruchi seemed more interested in Mohan's lace panties and his partially visible pubic hair. By the end of the next round the Mohan took off his bra and Raju took off his panties. I leaned forward and kissed Mohan's bared boobs while Suruchi reached for the junction of Raju's legs.

Soon enough everything was in a haze. Bodies were moving on the bed uncontrollably. Dresses came off without the need for further card games.

In a few minutes, Mohan and Raju were standing on the floor with all their dresses gone. Their smooth curvaceous bodies for fully exposed for our enjoyment. Suruchi and I responded as men would were expected to,

I was getting in to a romantic mood and drew Raju closer by pulling him with my hand around his waist and planted a light kiss on his lips. It appeared to me that while both of us were beautifully dressed up masculine and he is perfect feminine, I liked to play the dominating partner while romancing whereas he just loved to be assuming role of a submissive partner. After kissing him passionately for some more time I took him to our bed room with my hand firmly round his waist and placed him on the bed. Still in a great mood I took off her blouse / bra before getting on top of him and thrust her firm breasts in my mouth one at a time for me to suck. I was on top in a dominating position while he had totally surrendered himself to my advances in making love to him even as he felt most feminine.

As I was getting more and more dominating I push my cock in his anus and he virtually felt crushed under my big body weight but at the same time he was also enjoying some of the most unknown pleasures of being dominated and made love. He was licking my face and enjoying my facial hair, mustache and begging me to slap him hard. I was so aroused that I hit him very hard any he really liked it.

 It also came as a most pleasant surprise to me that more dominating I am getting his pleasures only multiplied many times as he just loved to play the submissive partner which presumably was feminine but simply loved it all the same.

Now I sit between his legs and put 2 pillows under his ass. Then I removed my dildo, my clit was become more rigid than his 4 “nunny (cock). It was 6 “and doubles the width of his cock. He became so excited by seeing my big clit. He begs me to push it in his ass hole. I push the slit at once with big thrust. He screamed loud. Then I lay on top of him. He wrapped his smooth leg around my hips. I started sucking his right breast while my right hand was squeezing his left breast mercilessly. I start humping him like a macho man fuck his poor wife. I was so aggressive that I hit his head to bed corner so many times. His hand finally caught my big armpit hair in his fist to give him some support. I ejaculated like a man in his ass. I was feeling so much masculine that I could have fuck two-three guys more like this.

That night I made love to him like crazy and had multiple powerful orgasms while dominating from the top before He ejaculated enjoying the most pleasurable sexual experience of his life while playing role of a submissive partner at the bottom. Both of us went to sleep blissfully and I woke up some time early morning to go to the bath room to pee but found myself in a great mood as I had woken up dressed up in a pent and had a shave before getting back to sleep.

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