Fucked hard by an Old Man while I was Crossdressed

Dear friends I have been reading mycdstories for 3 months now and I am a great fan of this site. I have therefore decided to narrate my own story which happened 4 yrs back when I was a 20 year old boy. It is a true story which I have kept a secret for all these years now. I don’t know how it all started but I am very fond of crossdressing since I was a 17 years old boy. I started with my moms nighties and eventually graduated to wearing saree , with bra blouse petty coat panty bindi bangles lipstick and last but not the least a female wig which I had bought from a drama dress supplier.

All this ofcourse when I was all alone as I had no guts to dress in public.
As soon as my mom and dad left for office I used to dress up elaborately and admire myself in mirror. I had this great feeling of a female trapped inside my male body.


To give you a small outline of my figure I am 5”7 in height, 32 waist 67 kgs fair and delicate.

I also mastered the art of cooking eventually and used to feel pleasure cooking food and snacks for myself. Basically it was the thrill of standing in kitchen and doing all feminine work. But I admit I never felt of having sex with a male all these years. I was very happy in my secret world enjoying the dressing all by myself.

It happened so that after my graduation exams my elder sister who is married and settled in Jaipur invited me to spend my vacations with them. I was thrilled as it meant lots of privacy to dress up as my sis and jeeja are both working and are out of house for whole day. I immediately told mom and dad that I am going to didi’s place for spending my vacation to which they readily agreed. I packed my bags but took care to carry only bra, panty and the long hair wig which I hide in my last rack of the bag.

I reached Jaipur after a full day journey and was greeted by my jeeju and didi on the statation. When I reached home I came to know that my didi’s sasur was also camping at their place which made me bit nervous as to my crossdressing plans. Her sasur was a 60 year old man retired as professor of chemistry from Kanpur who used to stay 3 months which each of his 3 sons since his wife died 10 yrs back.

I greeted him and my didi showed me my room I had a quick wash and joined all for a dinner. My didi told me that her sasur was a jovial man and asked me to be comfortable with him I as he was not typical fussy man.
Next day was Monday didi and jeeju left for office I got up late as usual and had my breakfast. Bauji as everybody referred him was reading news paper. I went to him and offered him coffee which he liked and asked where I learnt to make such a good coffee, I obviously could not tell me about my acquired culinary skills. He had the habit of going to town library at 10 am to refer research papers as he was of a scholarly bent.

I decided to grab this opportunity to dress my self as soon as he left. He left after having his coffee and said he will be back for a lunch by 2 am.
I imeeditely went to my sister’s wardrobe and picked up grey chiffon saree and a pink petticoat, and white blouse as I had brought a black bra. I went to the dressing table and put on the bra which was padded and my pink satin panty, and tied my petty coat then I wore the bouse and tied the long hair wig and started draping the saree, put on a light shade lipstick and some foundation and didi's bangles and bindi .

I looked into the mirror and there I was looking stunning as usual in my fem avatar, I did a small walk in front of mirror like ladies swaying my hips while walking which I had mastered by now and adjusting my saree pallu to hide my cleavage. 

I went to kitchen and started making alu pakodas, the very feel of standing in saree in the kitchen and cooking was giving me goose bumps.
I happily went to the bathroom and lifted my saree and petty and sat down to pee as I felt dressing is incomplete without this ritual.

I then changed my self into my male avtar as it was time for bauji to return from library. I hid my clothes and didi's I kept back in wardrobe washed my face well to remove any make up marks.

Bauji returned by 2 pm we had lunch and I served him those pakodas for which he praised me. He was a jovial man indeed. Evening we went for a walk in the Jaipur city which bauji explained me about its historical significance. My eyes were off course on those lovely embroidered ghagra cholis in those lavish markets.

Next day again as soon bauji left to library I dressed my self up and sat in front of mirror admiring my curves . I started reading news paper in that dress and completely forgot the time in clock at around 1.30 pm I heard the opening of the gate and I came back to my senses I peeped from the balcony to see bauji entering.

I ran in my room and started changing which I did in quick time but I was totally panicky as bauji entered the house I had managed to wear shorts and t shirt he saw me and kept looking at me I was totally nervous thinking why is he staring at me when I have changed.

He came up to me I asked him 'are u not feeling well' to hide my angst.

He said "go and see in the mirror"

I went to my room and saw to my shock I had bindi and lipstick still on my face. I was shivering with fear when he entered my room I started crying pleading not to tell any anyone. He gave me a glass of water and made me comfortable and asked me what it was all about to which I confessed my weakness of crossdressing.

He was grim at first to that I begged him not to disclose this secret to anyone and I promised to stop this habit once and for all. As we always speak in hindi he said "nahi bolunga lekin ek shart par."

I asked what, so he said "mere samne ek bar saree pehenkar dikhao". I was shocked at this . I said "lekin bauji..." 

He said "lekin wekin kuch nahee" .

I had no option I told him to go to another room and wait for some time. I again dressed my self up with all make up and saree and all. And went to the drawing room he was astonished at what he was seeing he said I am looking beautiful to which I did not know whether to feel happy or not. He then asked me to sit next to him and told me its ok for me to dress like that and can do so when I m with him when others are not there.

I was thrilled by this unexpected encouragment . He then asked me to serve him lunch dressed in saree which I did and after lunch we started talking he was constantly staring at my figure and boobs in particular. Finally he asked me "boobs kaise hai aap ko?" 

I was feeling awkward at this queston to which I said "padded bra hai bauji" 
to unhone kaha jara dekhu to which I did not reply he touched my bobs and cuddled them. First time I was touched by a person I felt pleasure and the essence of being a female.

Then asked me to walk in front of him which I did but I was still shy to which he said "aoo mere pas baitho"

I sat next to him he put a hand on my waist and said "sach bahut sundar ho"

I shyly replied thanks bauji. He was cuddling my back and feeling my bra strap when he asked "kab se karti ho ye dressing?"

I said "5 sal se".  He said "bahut practice ke hi malum hota hai" and praised my beauty and kissed my cheek I said "bauji yeh kya he".

He said "ghabrao nahee ise mera puraskar samjho."

Then he again started touching my boobs I said "bauji yeh kya kar rahe ho?"


He said "kuch nahee thoda sehla raha hu kya tumhe achh nahee lag raha hai?" I said "lekin bauji………….."

To which he said "aurton ki tarah kapde pehente aurton ki tarah ho gyee ho. chahti bhi ho aur na bhi karti ho. Aoo mere godh me akar baitho" he said and made me sit in his lap.

He removed his kurta and hugged me pressing my boobs on his chest. I was getting hot now slowly and I said "bauji koi ayega to nahee na yaha?"

he said "arre teri behen aur mera beta sham ko ayenge chinta mat kar mai tujhe aj se nandini bulaonga" and he made my naam karan.
I was on his lap and he started removing my blouse . He started pressing my boobs on bra and I was getting hotter I said "ahhhh bauji dhere se dard hota hai na aap ki nandini ko, beti bhi kehte hai aur ye sab theek hai kya?"

He said smilingly "beti ko bap ka har tarah ka khayl rakhna hota hai ."

I started cuddling his chest he planted a deep kiss on my lips biting them I responded by suking his tongue and licking his lower jaw opmhhhhhhhhhhhh. Then he said "nandini kitni sundr hai tu kya tu mujhe apna ye rasila badan bhogne dogi?"

I said "bauji lekin aaj tak maine kabhi aisa kuch kiya nahee hai" he said "aree pagli mai kya teri jaan thodehi lunga tu to meri jan hai jaan."

He then unbuttoned his pyjama and released his 8 inch giant cock I was shocked by the size he said "le ise apne najuk hathon me"


I held it and started massaging it he said "uffffff kya kar rahee hai nandini bahut maja arha hai"

I said "bauji appka is umar me bhi itna bada hai."

He said "aree beti desi ghee aur doodh kha pekar yeh badan banaya hai aj kal ke ladko ki tarah biscut khakar nahee."

He pressed my head down on his cock and said "chus le meri ranee"

I said "bauji pura to nahee chus paongi bahut bada hai"

He said "koi bat nahee beti, jaise teri marji" and I started licking his head with my toungue to which he gave out a moan then I licked his base to top and swallowed his balls he said "aaaaaahh nandini tu to mujhe swarg ki anubhuti de rahi hai"

I then gulped half his cock in my mouth and started liking the choco bar. He was mad with pleasure and was moving back and forth to give me space then he pushed the whole of it in my mouth which went to up my gullet suffocating me I wanted to withdraw but he was holding my wig tightly then I adjusted to the lenghth and started moving my tongue on his cock. He said "nandini haaai meri jaan tu to pari hai pari."

he was about to cum and wanted to withdraw but I did not let him go and he came in my mouth and swallowed him entire load . Now I climbed in his lap and asked "bauji kaise laga? 


He said "das saal se nahee chuswaya hai. ajj dil bhar aya bahut achha laga" and hugged me 

Then I lied in bed and invited him "bauji mere upar aoo na apni nandini ke upar" he lovingly came up on me and started kissing me madly to which I was responding afirrmatively .

He then took my bra off and sucked my nipples like a baby pressing them intermittently. I was yelling "ah ohhh hi bauji dhere karo na apki nanda ka dard ho raha hai."

He said "arre ye mamme dbane se hi badhenge inhe mard ke hatho ka sparsh chahiye beti dard seh lo thoda"

I said "achhaji jee bhar ke dabao mere mamme mai nahee krungi apni bauji ko mana."

His cock was again erect by the foreplay he asked me to sit in doggy position which I did he said "nandini abhi jara sambhal kar mai teri gand marne wala hu"

I was shocked at his language of this gentle man. I said "bauji lekin apka itna bada lund mai nahee jhel paongi"

He said "arre beti ghabra nahee mai koi kachhi goliyan nahee khela hu" and inserted thumb in my ass hole I moaned in pleasure said bauji "haai yeh kya he?" 

He said "achha laga naa?" and started moving finger back and forth and pressing my boobs with other hand I was enjoying the finger fuck and was mad. Then he wiped my ass hole with a wet cloth and started licking it like bar of icecream I was moaning "ahhhhh ohhhh bauji maja aa raha hai" in esctasy.

After 5 mins of finger fuck I said "bauji mujhe chodo na aur mat tadpao" 

He removed his finger and applied rai ka tel on his lund and held by ass cheeks and placed his cock in the wall of my ass and said "beti tayyar ho na?"

I said "hanjee bauji bilkul" 

He shoved his cock half in my ass and I screamed "haai bauji yeh kya mujhe dard ho raha hai niklo na bahar" and I moved forward but his iron like grip held me back 

He said "thoda seh le meri nandini abhi sab thik ho jayega" and he pushed further in like a bull and I almost had tears in my eyes.


"ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh bauji mai mar jaonngi mujhe nahee karma yeh sab mujhe jane dijiye na mai apke pair padhti hi mujhe dard nahee saha jaa raha" he was in no mood to listen though he kept me aligned to the bed rest and started moving in and out I was moaning "ohhh ahhh bauji bas bhi karo mar daloge apni nandini ko kya?" 

After some time my ass muscles adjusted to his giant and I was feeling pleasure which he noticed and said "kyu sundari abhi dard nhee ho raha?"

I said "ho raha hai lekin metha metha" 

He said "bahut chanchal hai ri tu" and continued to ram his bull dozer in my virgin ass, I asked him to increase the speed and he said "itni khujli thi gand me to pehle kyu nahee bataya"

I said "pehle na pata tha ap jaisa vidwaan itna sukh de sakta hai"

He said "ab to samaj gayee na?"

I said yes and he said "mera pani chutne wala hai"

I said "apni nandini ke gaand k ander hi chod do use puree aurat bana do" and he cummed with a noise like ahhhhhhhhhhh.
He slumped on me and I took him in my arms and kissed his mouth lovingly and said "bauji apne meri nath utar di" He said "arre meri ranee tune bhi to mujhe phir se jawan bana diya" and kissed my nipples. He said "bahut tight hai gand teri"

From that day onwards, we kept fucking whenever we were alone in our house.

Crossdressed like an Indian Housewife & Fucked Hard by a Delivery Boy

Hi friends, Rani here. I am a male however I love to wear female clothes whenever I am alone. I maintain my body in a very feminine way. I wax all my body hair and I daily apply body butter cream after having bath to keep my skin soft and smooth. I don’t have facial hair and in every 15 days, I undergo threading treatment for removal of any sign of facial hair. Due to my crossdressing habit, I have rented a flat in which I stay alone. I have all types of ladies clothes. Bras, panties, sarees, salwar kameez, tops, skirts and nighties.

I have even bought 3 types of hair wigs and two pairs of breast forms. For your information, breast forms are silicon breasts with silicon adhesive which I can attach to my chest. They look like real breasts.

I keep myself dressed whenever I am in flat. When dressed, no one can guess that I am a male; instead I look like a beautiful Indian lady. My height is 5’8 inches and figure of 36-32-36. Sometimes, out of curiosity I get dressed and go out of my flat to the nearby market or to the shopping mall and guess what, no one recognizes me as a crossdresser. Instead, men and boys stare at my body with lusty eyes. Some bad boys even tried to follow me on bikes.

This day after having bath, I wore my wig which had long black hair curled up from the ends. Then I opened my wardrobe and took out my 36 inch breast forms pair. I attached the breast forms on my chest. My breasts had black nipples. I hid my semi hard penis in between my thighs and wore a black panty. The panty was so soft and it covered my ass so well that I had already started feeling like a lady.

Then I took out a black color bra. I placed my breasts in the bra cups and hooked the bra from behind. I had formed a deep hot cleavage. Now I wondered what to wear for the day. I chose a blue satin saree. First of all, I took out a blue petticoat. I wore the petticoat and tied its knot just under my belly. On my god, the material of the petticoat touched and brushed on my thighs giving me goosebumps.

Then I took out a light blue coloured blouse which was made of satin cotton. I wore the blouse and it had hooks on the front. The blouse was tight on my breast and arms. It had a deep neck cut and back cut as well. I stood in front of the mirror. I was looking very pretty and hot. I had a good amount of cleavage exposed from my blouse to make any man go mad.

Then I started draping the blue saree around my petticoat and finally made a two fold pallu and pinned it on my blouse. I was looking very gorgeous. Now it was time to wear makeup and accessories. I sat near the dressing table. First of all I applied liquid foundation cream on my face and gave it a finishing touch by applying powder foundation all over it. Then I applied eyeliner on my eye lids and finally applied kajal near my eyebrows.

Then I applied dark pink colored lipstick on my lips. I took out a blue colored small bindi and applied it on my forehead. Then I took red sindoor in my fingers and applied sindoor on my maang. Makeup was done. I took two gold imitated earrings and wore them on my ears. Then took out a mangal sutra necklace and wore it around my neck.

Then I took out a pair of payals and wore them around my feet. All was done so I went to my wardrobe and took out ten blue colored glass bangles and wore five each around my wrists. Now when I stood near the mirror, I could see myself as a perfectly dressed Indian housewife.

It was 5 pm in the evening and was raining heavily. So I just stood in my balcony to enjoy the rain and the cold weather. While standing in the balcony, I saw a courier delivery boy standing below my apartment building getting all drenched in the rain. The security guard was not letting him in the building. Mischievous thoughts came to my mind and I shouted at the guard to let him in as I wanted to courier a document.

The guard used to think that I was the sister of the man staying at this flat :-p

So the security gave him directions to come to my flat. The courier boy came to my flat. He was 6 feet tall and had a well build body. By just looking at him, I went weak on my knees. He was completely drenched in the rain. I asked him to come inside the flat. He introduced himself as Abhi. I asked him to go to the washroom and dry himself.

He went inside the washroom and closed the door. He said from inside “ Madam, do you have any dry clothes? Any old clothes will do. All my clothes are drenched.”

I said “I don’t have any male clothes, why don’t you just wrap the towel and come out? When rain will stop, you can wear your clothes and then you can go.”

I gave him a large towel. He wore the towel and came out of the washroom. Oh my god, he was a very muscular man and was deep in color. He said “Thank you madam.”

I said “It is absolutely fine. Do you want some tea?”

He said “No, its okay. Just waiting for the rain to stop”

I made him sit on the sofa. The floor was wet due to his wet clothes. I took a dry cloth and started sweeping the floor. He was continuously staring at me and I was liking it. I stood up from the floor. I could see a bulge formed on the towel which he was wearing. I understood that his penis had become hard.

Now the rain had stopped and I asked him to leave before it starts raining again. Just when he stood up from the sofa, I pretended to fall as my leg slipped due to the wet floor. While balancing myself, I grabbed his towel which he was wearing and it came off from his body. He was completely nude with a long black 9 inch dick which was as hard as a rod now.

He grabbed me and helped me in balancing myself. I was acting like I was angry on him. I looked at his hard penis. He told “ I am really sorry maam, but now I cannot control.”

Just when he said this, he took his penis in his hand and started masturbating heavily. I grabbed his hand and stopped him.

I said “ How dare you!!!!!”

He said “ I am sorry”

Just then I took his penis in my hand. Oh god it was so warm and hard. I sat on the floor and started pressing his penis in my hand. Then I started licking his penis with my tongue. It was so tasty. He was moaning “Ohhhhh... it is the most wonderful feeling.. ahhhhhhh”

I took his penis in my mouth and started sucking his penis in and out of my mouth. HE was moaning heavily which made me more horny.

I stood up and hugged him. He took me in his arms and started kissing me on my lips. He sucked my lips and started pressing my breasts from over my blouse. I removed my pallu and I was just in blouse and petticoat. He dregged me to the bed and made me lie down. HE removed my panty from under my petticoat and was shocked to see my 8 inch hard penis.

He said “you bitch!!! You made me do this... But I cannot control now.. Even if you were a real bitch, I would have fucked you”

I said “ Go on Abhi.. Fuck me as hard as you can.”

He made me sit in doggy position. He came behind me and grabbed my ass. He kept his penis on my asshole and climbed over me. He unhooked my blouse and my bra. My fake breasts were exposed. HE started pushing his long rod inside my asshole and I was moaning with pleasure.

I said “ Come on Abhi, show me the animal inside you. Fuck me as ahard as you can”

By hearing this he became horny and started fucking me by taking his hard penis in and out of my asshole. He said “Ohhh Godd, Madam, by fucking you, it is the most wonderful feeling.. I never felt this horny while fucking my wife also. I will tear your ass and will fill your asshole with my sperms”

By saying this, he started fucking me like a dog. He was fucking me very hard and both of us were moaning in pleasure. Suddenly he spurted out all his sperms inside my asshole. Ohhhhh godddd, it was so warm that my penis started becoming rock hard too. I held my penis in my hand and started masturbating it so heavily that within 10 seconds, I took out a lot of sperms on the bed.

Both of us were exhausted. Abhi got dressed and took my number for further communication. He left and I slept covered with sweat and sperms on over my body. It was one of the best fucking session of my life.

Hot Father Daughter Crossdressing Story

Hi friends, my name is Anjali. I am a 24 years old girl and studying MBA from a private college in Delhi. I stay in hostel but on weekends, I come to my home to stay with my dad. My mom and dad are divorced from the last ten years. Mom stays in the USA and I still do not know the reason for their divorce. I don’t have a boyfriend yet because I didn’t get time to do anything other than studies. Still, I am good looking, my height is 5’4 inches and my vital stats are 34-28-34.

My dad is a small time businessman in the media sector. I think he is a lonely man because he never thought of a second marriage. It was dad’s birthday and I wanted to give him a surprise. Normally, I come to my home on weekends but due to dad’s birthday, I came on Tuesday without informing him.

It was 7 pm in the evening. I came home with a cake and a new I phone 5s for my dad. I silently opened the door with the duplicate key which I had in my bag. I entered the house but it was dark in the hall area. I thought dad is not there at home. But I saw light coming from bedroom.

I silently went to the bedroom. What I saw there was a big surprise for me. I saw my dad wearing a white bra and a purple panty which he took from my wardrobe. I was completely shocked by seeing my dad wearing my bra and panty. I thought to silently get out of the house and go to my hostel. However, before I could do that, dad saw me and expressed my name in surprise “Anjali!!!!!!”

I stopped. I looked at dad. His eyes were low in shame. I asked him “Dad, why are you doing this?”

He said “Anjali, you didn’t inform me before coming!!”

I said “Dad, please answer my question”

He said “I ... I like to wear ladies clothes from my teenage. I am sorry if I embarrassed you. Your mom also left me when she came to know about this. Now you will also leave me..”

Then he started crying. By seeing him crying, I forgot my anger and became very sad. My dad had done so much for me in every walk of life. He sacrificed his big dreams and luxuries to fulfil my needs. I went to dad and hugged him titely.

I said “Dad, I am a matured girl, how can you even think that I will leave you? If you have this secret desire, then we will talk about this.”

Dad said “What is there to talk? I am a very bad person.”

I said “No dad, you always sacrificed your dreams to fulfil my needs. I wont stop you from doing this. Make me understand what is this all about”

We sat on the bedroom bed, Dad looked at me, he held my hands and said “ Anjali, actually I love wearing ladies clothes from my childhood. I love the feeling of being a lady. Dont think that I am gay. I am a straight person but I love to crossdress.”

I said “If crossdressing is your passion, then I will not object. I will support you and will help you get dressed.”

Dad said “Are you sure? Don’t you have any obligations?”

I said “No dad. From the last ten years, you have been my dad as well as my mom. From this day, I strongly believe that you can play the role of mom very well. I can share things with you which every daughter wants to share with her mother.”

Dad said “oh Anjali, I love you beta.”

I hugged him and said “I love you too dad. Come, I will make you crossdress in my clothes”

Dad was never so happy. We went to my wardrobe. I saw dad was wearing my white bra. I filled the bra cups with two clothes to make fake boobs. Now I understood why dad had no facial & body hair. Dad was shying and I started laughing.

I asked dad “Dad, what do you like to wear?”

Dad said “I like sarees, salwar kameez and nighties. Basically all Indian Clothes.”

I said “But I don’t have sarees. I only have salwar kameez and a few western dresses. Let me get you dressed in salwar kameez.”

I showed him all my dresses and asked him to choose one because I knew my dresses would somehow fit him. He said that he wanted to wear the dress which I was wearing at that time. I was wearing a green colour salwar kameez which you can see in the pic above.

I took a pink nighty and went to the bathroom. I changed into the pink nighty and came out with the salwar kameez which I was wearing before. I asked dad to wear the salwar (pant) first. I could see the satisfaction on his face when he was wearing the salwar. I was a patiyala salwar and was made of soft lycra.

Being a lady, I knew what it feels to wear soft feminine clothes. He wore the salwar and I tied the knot just under his belly. Then I made him wear the kameez. It was a bit tight for him but if he had real breasts, then this kameez would have given him a nice cleavage. The kameez had a deep back cut.

I said “Dad, you look good in this salwar kameez. Next weekend, I’ll bring a lot of accessories, makeup and hair wigs so that you can be a complete lady.”

Dad hugged me and said “Call me Mom when I am dressed.”

I smiled and said “Yes Mom, but from next weekend onwards, I will call you mom. Today you are dad & we are just experimenting.”

We sat on bed. I asked him “Dad, what do you do when you are dressed?”

He told “I do all household chores and I love being like a lady.”

I asked “If you feel like a lady or a housewife, then don’t you want a man?”

He told “Only when I am crossdressed, I feel like a lady and would love to be treated by a man.”

I told “Dad, do you feel like sleeping with a man while dressed?”

He said “Sometimes, but I never indulged in such activities. Whenever I feel like this, I satisfy myself manually”

I understood what he wanted to say. I smiled and said “Do you want to satisfy yourself?”

He said “You please go out of the room, I want to satisfy myself. I cannot control it.”

I kept my hand on his waist and said “Do it here dad, masturbate for me.. go on.”

I could see that he couldn’t control himself. He untied the salwar and lowered it. Then he removed his purple panty and a dark 7 inch long penis sprang out. He said “Anjali, please maintain distance. I don’t want you to look as you are my daughter.”

I went to the other side of the bed. He held his hard penis in his hand and slowly started shaking its skin up and down. He started moaning aahhhhhh... ohhhhhh... Now he was masturbating fasssttt..

I was getting all wet in my pussy. I removed my panty from under my nighty and started rubbing my hairy wet pussy. I said “Ohh dad, it is so hotttt.... Please masturbate fassssttt.”

He looked at me and started masturbating really fast. I told him “Dad, spurt all your sperms over my wet pussy.. please dad.. please...”

He came near me and started masturtbating so heavily that I became more wet. Suddenly he spurted out lots and lots of hot and thick white sperms over my wet pussy surface.

I took his hot sperms inside my pussy with my fingers and started rubbing my pussy very very fast. While rubbing my pussy, it was making soung due to the sticky sperms and my fingers.

Within one minute I had an orgasm like a blast. Ohh god it was so hot & satisfying.

After that both of us hugged each other. I went to the bathroom, cleaned myself, got dressed and left. Before leaving I promised dad that I would come next weekend with lots of accessories, makeup & wigs.

living in aunt house

I was living in rent in a house. The house owner aunty is very kind women in her mid 40's. Even though she is in her 40's she has maintained herself pretty well. I always adored her. I had been living with them ever-since  I came here in search of work and looking at my condition they gave me a room. We share a very good relation, aunty is extremely beautiful easily she can be a role model for any women both looks and female attributes.
It was only after seeing her I thought of being like her. I often used to talk to her and ask tips from her. And I used to try to look like her in my room of course at night. But no matter how much I tried to look like her I couldn't. I used to get very upset with myself. I wanted to go to her and ask for help but I felt a bit awkward.
One day I was in my room and Aunty entered, we began our talk as normal. After sometime aunty asked me is their something upsetting me. Yes I wanted to look like her but I didn't had the courage to reveal it to her so I said everything is fine there's nothing like that. She knew I was lying she insisted a lot to tell the truth. After so much of pressure, I broke down and explained her everything. I didn't knew why I broke down it was perhaps i was hiding it in my heart and I was a lot disturbed. Aunty calmed me down. I will help you, there is nothing to feel bad about it, we all are different and have different thinking there is nothing to feel ashamed about it, Aunty said. Now I know I will help you she further added.
Aunty gave me her saree and blouse, she taught me how to wear a saree properly. She then put up the makeup in my face but it didn't look that good. She then told me we are going to take experts help. We went to the parlor aunty told the ladies what they had to do. I just calmly waited and let the ladies do their job. Hairs were removed from my body, eyebrows were made thin, and eye lashes were added. After makeup from the experts I was looking as good as a girl. I was so happy, we thanked the ladies and returned home. Aunty asked me if I was happy or not. Indeed I was I was feeling blessed. Aunty then asked me would you like to be like this forever. But aunty you know it is impossible I said. Aunty really surprised me when she asked me to marry her daughter as her wife. Her daughter lives out of here for study and is about to complete her studies.I was so so happy, I couldn't control my emotions tears came running from my eyes. Aunty hugged me, she had already accepted me as her DIL.
Next day early aunty said we are going to temple to take blessings as it is start of new life for me. We went to the temple and I prayed to god to give me courage to live my new life better than before. I also took blessings from aunty. On return we went to a jewellery shop to order jewellery for my marriage. Aunty asked me to pierce my nose and ears as most of females do. I couldn't deny her, it was painful but I was happy at last I had a nose ring. It made me feel so much famine.   For the whole day I was so excited now I was waiting for my husbands arrival after completing her studies. Our marriage was far for now but I already started my duties as a DIL. I had a loving MIL and I knew her daughter will be no different too.

I nearly spent a month already as the DIL of house, during this period I got used to all household activities. I used to dress like an unmarried girl in a salwar kameez. But also learned to wear saree properly during this period my MIL helped me a lot. She had made it clear once I get married. I will have to dress as a typical bahu of the house. Pallu over my head, big nosering which she had already given to me and each and every jewellery. Soon my husband was to come home after completing her studies. And she told me to come in my best possible looks when we go to receive her. I was so excited I wanted to please my husband. I wanted to look sexy in saree. I actually showed my navel and wore big earrings, not to forget the nosering, glossy lips. Indeed I was looking more sexy than beautiful. She kept looking at me in amazement. Probably she would have never imagined I could transform into such ravishing girl.
We reached home, I went to kitchen to prepare some tea and other stuffs for us. She was looking at me as if she wanted to eat me. Plenty of lust on her eyes. But she couldn't do anything infront of her mother. After dinner we went to our rooms, after sometime she came to my room. I was not asleep yet. She came and hugged me, she was happy to have me as her wife. She tired to kiss me but I strayed away from her feeling a bit shy. Why are you feeling shy I am your to be husband marriage is just a formality she said but I was not ready for it. I asked her to wait until marriage. Ok I will, now you are all mine it is me who is going to take off your nosering she said in a strong voice. It was like a stamp of authority over me.
In the morning MIL woke me up saying today is our marriage. I tried to oppose but MIL persisted. Later I knew Samira had told her mom to do this quickly. She wanted me in her arms as soon as possible. After initial denial I agreed. MIL told me to get ready, I took a bath.  She was waiting in my room with a beautician. She gave me a saree and blouse to wear. After that beautician started my makeup it was bridal makeup, pink cheeks, glossy red lips, polished nails, bangles necklace. I was indeed looking like a bride. Finally she inserted the bridal nath and placed a ghunghat over my head. We went to the temple, did the rituals, Sam had a smile on her face I could see it past my ghunghat. After that we returned home, MIL had already prepared the dinner but I was feeling really shy to take off the ghunghat. But I eventually did, the nosering which came right down to my lips was also disturbing me. All in all it was not a great experience.
After finshing the dinner MIL escorted me to our nicely decorated room. I patiently waited for my husband to come. I knew she was not gonna leave me today I was officially her's now. I pulled my ghunghat as she came inside. She started removing my dress and jelwellery one by one, now I had payals on my leg and nosering, finally she removed the nosering. And then she got of me , and said me to close my eyes and rolled me on bed such that my ass is was upwards. My male part was nicely tucked under pads and was not visible from front. She was dominating me in such a way that I was already falling for her.
She put a finger in my ass and fingered me in and out. I started to protest, but then remembered it will be of no use she had full authority over me. And then there were two fingers going in and out. I felt pain but also started enjoying I felt like a women.
  She started penetrating really hard now with a dildo she was fucking me really hard. My body began to feel the love of sex and started responding to her moves. She was spanking me in between her moves. It was just a beginning of my womanhood I knew I had to satisfy her like this for my whole life now  After we both got exhausted we rested on bed.
In the morning I woke up got dressed like a typical bahu with pallu over my head and put on every jewlellery, sindoor on my head and mangalsutra. I went towards the hall  took blessings from my MIL,  and went to kitchen to prepare tea for my MIL and husband. After that I went to my husband and gave tea. She again grabbed me and rolled me down to the bed. I told her it's day time now and her mother will scold me. But she told our days have just began. She kissed by back, I closed my eyes in anticipation the fun rejoice was going to start again.

Crossdressing (#Fiction #Marriage)

Introduction : This is story of a boy Nitesh who transforms him to a female. All the characters are Fictional.

Nitesh who travelled to Thailand with his parents as a young child somehow got lost in those crowded areas of Thailand. No matter how much his parents tried to find they were unsuccessful and they had to sadly return to their country. Nitesh however had found a Thai women who didn't have any children and gave shelter to him. It was probably the effect of being brought up by a women, Nitesh wanted to be a women. Soon he revealed it to his Mother, she didn't have any objection and Nitesh started dressing up as a girl in house and away. It was fine to some point but as he grew older it was difficult for him to hide. He was somehow managing it and suddenly the women who had adopted him fell sick. And her condition was getting      
worse day by day. One day she called Nitesh and told before dying she wanted to see Nitesh as girl. She handed all of her savings so Nitesh could do surgery. Nitesh didn't want to disappoint her at afterall it was her who gave him new life in this unknown land. So Nitesh decided to go for a SRS, after consulting with doctor he fixed the date. Finally the surgery was performed and after surgery it looked as if Nitesh was born as a girl. Everything looked so normal it was amazing that a guy looked so beautiful. Within a month after his surgery his mother died. But before dying she gave him a new name "Natasha". It was very hard time for Natasha specially she was left alone now with her caretaker no more there. Soon she faced financial problems, she had a house to live but had to find a job for herself. She struggled here and there but was unable to find a proper job. But after initial search she found one restaurant who offered the job of waitress to glamorous females. She faced the interview was got selected for the job.
It was hard for her to get accustomed to the new job at the beginning but everything was fine after some weeks. She used to feel alone at house, cause her mother was no more there to assist her. She needed someone in her life just to take her loneliness away. Many visitors were attracted towards her in the restaurant  but was searching the right guy. One day she happened to meet a man of Indian origin (Jivesh) on her way to job, he had asked her a address and actually both of them were heading towards same place so she took him to that address. On the way they had a bit of introduction, She was surprised when she saw the same man on her restaurant. After some days Jivesh was a regular visitor of that restaurant and Natasha used to serve him. Soon they became close to each other and he actually asked if Natasha would come with him for a date. Natasha agreed and after that first date they fell in love with each other. But the problem was Jivesh was here only for a month and after that he had to return to his country. They continued dating each other for some weeks, though Jivesh loved her he knew that he could not take Natasha back to India due to the differences and it would be difficult to her to adjust to the traditions there. He told Natasha how difficult it would be for her to get adjusted. But Natasha was in no mood to back off, finally she had found someone and didn't want to leave her. Natasha promised to be a good wife and a good DIL, and told she is ready to accept any punishment if she fails in her duty. Jivesh hugged her tight, both of them were very emotional at this point. They decided to meet in the airport fews days later. Natasha did few shopping in her last days.
When Jivesh arrived at the airport he saw girl dressed in a light blue saree, he knew it was Natasha from very far. He approached near her both of them hugged each other. Natasha was looking like a Indian girl, she had even pierced her nose to impress her MIL.
On reaching Jivesh's house he introduced Natasha to his Mom, Natsha pulled to pallu over her head and touched her feet exactly like how Jivesh had told. She was a bit upset at first but was happy to get a beautiful and well mannered DIL like Natasha. She decided to do their re- marriage according to Indian traditions.
Next day a hindu priest was called and Natasha was dressed in red saree with lots of jeweleries. She hadn't seen this much jeweleries together in her life and all those were gifted to her by her MIL and she was going to wear them from now. Guests were invited for a party and both Natasha and Jivesh took blessings from elders. Jivesh was happy finally he got his dream women, Natasha was happy too but was a bit nervous. There were photographs taken everyone was enjoying, Jivesh was busy with the guests. As time went on guests started leaving and Natasha was led into their beautifully decorated bedroom. She was very emotional
thinking how she got parted from her parents how she lost her mother and now finally god had given her a family in return. As she was lost in her thoughts she heard the foot steps of her husband. Butterflies in her stomach she went near her husband and touched his feet. She knew about traditions and followed them.
Jivesh lifted her up and carried her to the bed in most romantic way. They talked to each other at the mean time Jivesh was removing her jewlery one by one. Suddenly Jivesh rubbed between her thighs, Natasha was so far a virgin it was a new experience to her. Finally he removed her nosering and payals and started entering her. Natasha was shouting in pain but he kissed her deep. Soon the pain was converted into pleasure both of them were in cloud nine. After few hours of sex Natasha was resting in her husbands arms. Thinking about kids and her future with Jivesh.

Filling Sister's Shoes (Crossdressing)

It all started after my sister's marriage. After she had gone I had shifted in her room and whenever I used to look at her beautiful pictures I used to imagine me in the same way. Only after a week I started using her clothes at night, she had left some of her clothes here. I found it very difficult in the morning changing into male clothes within one week I was so accustomed to wearing my sisters clothes. I wished if the sun would fade away soon. The excitement was always high.
After a month, I thought of giving mom a surprise. I got my whole body waxed, put a lot of make up. And I choose my sisters Saree and dressed in my sister clothes I went and hugged my mom from behind. To my surprise mom was not surprised even a bit. She told me she knew everything cause she knew the dresses were being used by someone when she cleaned the room. I was so silly how could I have missed that I thought in my mind. I asked mom if you knew earlier why didn't you tell me anything. Mom said I knew you were happy this way so I didn't tell anything. I hugged mom she was so generous on me. Now I will search a groom for you soon, she added I felt a bit shy. After mom agreed I started wearing female clothes all day long, started helping mom in the kitchen too. I had maintained my female personality so high that no body was gonna doubt.
One day mom told me there was big function going to held on my sister's house and we were invited. I was bit worried thinking how will I go there. My mom stood by me and told me to go in there as a girl. Even though mom supported me I was lot worried thinking what my sister's family were going to think.
We went there everyone was surprised to see me like that but no-one said anything bad about me, it gave me a lot more confidence. Even few praised how beautiful I looked as a female. My sister was there to help me all in all I was very happy. My sister as the DIL of the house dressed in traditional way. I too dressed in similar way it was for the first time I had used so much of jeweleries. Nosering Bangles, anklets everything. My Sister always wears these when she is at home even her MIL as it is part of their family traditions. It was my first experience of wearing such heavy jeweleries.  I even noticed my sister's BIL was flirting with me. He asked me to come to the garden with him, I couldn't say no so I went with him. He was totally in love with me. He even purposed me and when I didn't replied he told me that he is going to send his SIL ( My sister) to talk about our marriage with my mom. I was already feeling shy I ran from there to my sister's room. And when I told my sister what had just happened she was very happy and told me that she is going to talk the matter with mom now. I was getting butterflies in my stomach. After that my sister left the room and had a talk with my mom. Mom was bit unsure but my sister fully convinced her saying the marriage will only be held after my full transformation. Everyone agreed to that Ritesh's family didn't have any problem with that and mom too was happy knowing both her daughters were going to be in the same house. I was feeling a bit nervous eventhough we were not married but I was going to be the daughter in law of this family. After the function was over we returned home. Everything had changed in few days. Without wasting any time we consulted with the doctor about my Surgery.
I started taking hormones to give more curvy figure and light skin. After three months of Hormone intake I went under transformation surgery. When I finally recovered from the transformation a new life was waiting for me. My sister was always there in these months infact I was her responsibility. Ritesh also cared a lot about me, I felt lucky that I was going to have someone as good as him as my husband. After I got discharged from hospital it was now preparations for the marriage. My sister took me to parlor where I got my ears and nose pierced. I didn't even realised how fast time had flied it was already wedding day. My sisters with few other ladies helped me to get ready as bride. It was a dream day for me I was going to be a bride after surpassing all those challenges. And I wanted to look the best for my wedding. Ladies did their best, I was very excited as well as nervous. Soon I was escorted to the mandap where ritesh was waiting for me. We took feras, he applied sindoor on my head and mangalsutra and I was officially his. I bent down to his feet as a bride I showed some respect to my husband. After the marriage was over it was now time to move into my new house. My mom had mixed feelings, I hugged mom and sat in the car.
I was lost in my thoughts and didn't even realized how fast we had arrived. After the few rituals my sister took me to our bedroom and covered my face with the veil. I was nervously waiting for my husband on my first night fear excitement all inside me. Soon my husband entered the room, he came near and lifted my veil, I didn't have any courage to look at him directly so I closed my eyes. Then he lifted my chin and kissed on my forehead it comforted me a bit. I knew all I had to do was to submit to him as bride. Slowly he started removing my jeweleries, excitement was really growing inside me.  Then he pulled me close to him and started caressing my back, hips and neck. Now I was aroused a lot. Soon he started pushing his P**** inside my thighs. I started responding to him soon I was in cloud nine. After hours of sex I was resting in his arms such a wonderful time I had with my loving husband.