Main Aurat Hoon – Part III – Sex On Wheels

Hi,

Main “Sana”, 29-years, CD, (cross-dresser) aaj phir se apni ek aur aap-beeti dastaan sunane aayi hu.

Last kahani mein aapne padha tha kii kaise main pehli baar chudi thi, apna “seal” tudwaya tha, ab aage,…….

Pehli baar chudne ke baad main thak kar so gayi thi.

Agle din subah meri aankh khuli toh main waise hii leti thi, nangi, mere badan par bas kuchh gehne the. Mujhe picchhle raat kii ghatna yaad aayi toh main sharma gayi. Mann mein ab bas intezaar tha kii kab dobara mauka milega.

Mujhe pata nahin tha kii woh mauka uss shaam ko hii aane wala hai.

Main bistar se uthi aur nahane chali gayi. Shower ke neeche khadi hokar mein saabun laga rahi thi, apne nange geele jism pe haath pher rahi thi aur pichhle raat ko yaad kar rahi thi. Thodi der baad naha ke nikli aur almirah se 1 Punjabi suit nikali pehanne ke liye. Woh suit white satin ka tha, sleeveless, with deep neck & low-cut in back. Uske andar maine 1 black matching bra-panty set pehna aur ghar ke kaam karne lag gayi. Maine humari naukrani ko chhutti de diya tha aur khud hii din bhar mein jhaadu-pochha, safai etc kiya. Mujhe ghazab ka mazaa aa raha tha, ek aurat ban ke housewife-wale saare kaam kar rahi thi. Jab sab kuchh khatm ho gaya toh maine PC on kar ke online logon se chatting karne lag gayi. Inhii sab mein pata hii nahin chala kab 5pm ho gaya tha. Achanak phone kii ghanti baji.

Maine phone uthaya,”Hello”.
“Kya kar rahi ho, meri rani?” Aakash ka awaaz tha.
Main: “Kuchh khaas nahin.”
Aakash: “Aaj kya pehna hai ?”
Main: “Ji, ek salwar suit daala hua hai.”
Aakash: ” Kaun-se colour ka ?”
Main: “White”.
Aakash: “Aur uske andar ?”
Main: “White bra-panty”
Aakash: “Hmmm,…. Shaam ka kya plan hai, Sana ?”

Main: “Kuchh nahin. Ghar par hii hu. Aap bataiye”.
Aakash: “Theek hai. Taiyaar rehna. Main thodi der mein aata hu. Drive pe chalenge.”
Main: “Jaanu, main bahar kaise jaa sakti hu ?”
Aakash: “Fikr mat karo, darling. Main aaunga, phir dekhte hai.”
Main: “Okay, aap zara jaldi aa jaiye naa please. Main ghar mein akele bore ho rahi hu.”

Kareeb 30-min baad, unka sms aaya,”Jaan, door kholo, main bahar khada hu.” Main bhaag kar gayi aur darwaza khola toh woh apne haath mein 1 bag lekar khade the. Andar aate hii unhone door bund kiya aur mujhe apne baahon mein bhar k eek zor-se kiss liya. Main unke saath jaise chipak gayi thi, unke jism ke garmi ko apne haathon mein mehsoos kar rahi thi. Unke haath neeche sarakte gaye aur unhone mere ass ko pakadke zor se daba diya. Main unke tongue ko apne honthon mein lekar choos rahi thi aur unke mardana jism ko apne badan se sata huya feel kar rahi thi.

Thodi der baad hum alag huye toh unhone mere haath woh bag diya aur kaha,”Iss mein tumhare liye gift hai. Jao, taiyaar ho jao phir hum ghumne jaayenge.”

Maine bedroom mein gayi aur bag ko kholkar uske andar ka saamaan saara bed pe gira diya. Woh saari cheezein dekhkar main 1-second ke liye dang reh gayi. Mere dil mein unke liye pyaar umadh aaya, 1 aurat ka 1 mard ke liye pyar. Main taiyaar honey lagi,…. Pehne huye kapde utaarke maine pehle bag se nikali huyi black satin bra pehna phir bra ke matching panties pehanne hii wali thi kii meri nazar bed peg ire huye stockings par padi. Maine unhe utha liye aur roll karke apne dono pairon pe chadha liye. Meri smooth legs par woh nylon ka ehsaas,…. Uuufffff, kya bataun. Phir maine suspender lagaya aur stockings ko hooks mein laga liya.

Mujhse raha nahin gaya toh main deewar pe lage full-size mirror mein khud ko dekhne aage badhi. Mujhe khud nahin kehna chahiye par main kaafi sexy lag rahi thi aur mere badan pe lace, satin aur nylon ko mehsoos karke main ‘horny’ ho rahi thi, jo mera khada hota hua ‘lulli’ saaf darsha raha tha. (Yahan main bata doon, mera ‘lund’ nahin hai, 1 chhote bacche ka ‘lulli’ hai. Fully khada bhi hota hai toh bas 3.5in lamba hai aur pencil jaisa patla hai. 1 aur wajah main khud ko ‘ladki’ samajhti hu, mard nahin.) Ab maine stockings aur suspender belt ke upar se hii panties daal lii,woh 1 thong tha, saamne se thoda-sa net mere “lulli” ko dhak raha tha aur peechhe sirf ek string jo mere “ladka-chut” mein phans gaya tha, us se toh jaise mera “excitement” aur badh gaya.

Ab maine baaki kapde pehan liye, 1 red satin mini-skirt thi jo mere mid-thighs tak hii tha aur upar 1 black halter top daal liya jis mein, theek mere boobs ke jagah pe, glitter se likha huya tha “slut”. Uss bag mein se maine 1 silver 3-inch stilletoes nikaley jo mere skirt ke saath match kar raha tha aur 1 mid-length wig bhi. Ab main khud ko dekhne ke liye mirror ke saamne khadi huyi aur yakeen hii nahin kar paa rahi thi kii main itni “sexy”, itni “hot” lag sakti hu. Mere lambe baal mere peeth tak aa rahe the, uss top ke back portion ko kaafi dhak liya tha. High heels ke wajah se meri chutad thodi bahar aa gayi thi, aur uss tight top mein aisa lag raha thi kii mere boobs abhi apne kaid se aazaad ho jaayenge. Mere haathon mein red nail-polish dikh raha tha aur pairon par bhi jo stockings kii shaan ko badha rahi thi. Ab maine kaanon mein silver hoop ear-rings lagaye aur galey mein 1 patli gold pendant daal liya jo theek mere cleavage ke beech mein aa gaya. Maine dono haathon mein steel ki chudiyaan daal li, jisse mere patle haath aur nail-polish ki shobha badh gayi.