Dear Friends, My name is Pankaj and I am from a hilly town in the northern parts of India. I was 19 and in my first year of college and was preparing for engineering entrance exams so did not attend classes that often. Mostly I used to stay at home and study, when I say study it used to be mostly thinking about sex, but not in the usual way. Let me describe about myself , I have a very fair skin and am very chubby , specially around my chest and hips. In a word I had a quite girlish figure which i concealed from everyone else other than myself. This was my litle secret and in my mind I dreamt of being taken by a man , loved and treated like the most pretty thing on earth.
The incident happened when my parents decided to visit my sisters place for a visit but I had to stay back or rather chose to stay back due to my studies.
We stayed in a secluded house at the end of the main street that was called station street as it led all the way to the railway station. Our house had a garden and the hedges grew quite high especially as it was the rainy season. One evening , it was raining heavily and to be honest I was quite afraid to be on my own and suddenly I heard a sound coming from the door. I somehow mustered the courage and asked who is it, trying to sound as confident as possible but there was no reply. Something prompted me to open the door and when I did I was shocked to see an old man lying in front of the door and shivering, he was so weak that he could not talk.He just looked at me and I helped him in. What else should I have done! Yes, I know he is probably a beggar or thief but I could not have left him alone, could I? I brought him in and made him lie on the sofa. His clothes were in batters and he was smelling horrible. He had rough skin dirty fingernails and a hair which he has not washed in ages, although from outside his torn clothes I could see he was a very muscular guy when he was young. At home since there was no one I was wearing just a banyan and shorts. Till this time I was not consious of my revealing looks but after a while when the man sat up I became concious but I was frozen to do anything at that point. I quickly went inside and got him some water with trembling hands. Although it was my house it seemed that I was now his servant and could not disobey any of his orders although he did not give any. I tried to smile at him but his eyes were on my left boob which has now slipped from my banyan and making me embarassed. I turned red but could not do anything. Maybe I should have just left him outside but it was too late now. Too late for what! nothing happened yet then why am I thinking.. well, he signaled me to come near him , as if hypnotized i went near him and sat beside him.He stared at my eyes and ran his dirty finger on my lips. I was shaking in excitement of what was to happen next..he just called me Sneha.I dont know why but I liked the name and smiled back at him but looked away soon as I was too shy. he slowly removed my banyan and there my two delicate breasts were in front of him. He kept looking at them, at their pink puffy nipples and then suddenly grabbed me and began to suckle them roughly.I could not utter anything and I was in heaven, now I knew what it was to feel like a girl. I felt that he could do whatever he wanted with my boobies as they were his..my job was to make them nice and soft for so many days so that he can enjoy them..he kept sucking and biting them for about 10 minutes..the smell that seemed so bad at first now seemed attractive and musky.I wanted to see where the smell came from. He opened his torn shirt and reveled a hairy chest , I buried my face in it and smelled his muskiness.not for long because he now openend my shorts and was looking at my tiny penis, not taking much notice of it he forcefully bent me ..although I could not see him i knew he was looking at my pink asspussy and any moment it could happen ..he started rimming me with his rough tongue and I almost cummed..I turned around and with courage took down his torn pyjamas. I was shocked to see his cock..so sweaty and smelly and dirty but I was attracted to it, what could I do. Moreso his balls were huge and were hanging lose..he make me lie on my back and now pushed his balls in my mouth which was sucked with all pleasure..salty/smelly/dirty but for me and I made the most of it..I then took his black cock in my mouth and made indescribable sounds while I sucked it, hairs came in the way but I did not mind , should this not how a real man should be .. organic and natural and it was the duty of the wife to serve ..I was turned to a complete girl in my mind and knew nothing but that I had to suck his cock and make sure he is comfortable ..this went on for ages , when I looked at him he had his eyes closed.a tear drop escaped my eyes which he missed but that's alright..after a while he exploded in my mouth and turned me into his wife...I swallowed his cum and he lifted me up and kissed my lips.. we decided to have some dinner which of course I would make and then celebrate our wedding night.
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