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Dressed in Desire Part 1

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Hi, this is Arjun, a 28-year-old bisexual guy with a whitish-brown complexion and an average-built body. My family has three people; both my parents were working in the government sector, so since childhood, I have been living in my aunty’s house nearby. They raised me from childhood.

Their family consists of three members: aunty, uncle, and their daughter (my cousin), Jamuna. She is three years older than me. We were playful since childhood because I was in their home until my schooling finished. My uncle works in the government industry, and my aunty is a devoted housewife.

At a young age, I didn’t see any difference between us. She attended puberty, and her body changed. She was like a queen with all perfect stats. Even now, I am waiting for an opportunity to make love to her. She was married and has two kids now. But still, she holds a special place in my heart.

Coming back to the story…

When I turned 19, I was introduced to porn and started watching her differently, and also noticing her inner feelings. She used to wear slips and panties at that time, and sometimes a T-shirt and bra. I wanted to try her panties, bra, and slips. While having thoughts like this, exam days arrived. I had exams in the afternoon, and Jamuna had exams in the morning.

On the first day of the exam, I waited until 10:30 for everyone to leave. Jamuna bathed, got ready, and went for the exam. My uncle had gone to the office, and my aunt went to her native place; she wouldn’t be back for four days. I got the chance.

I still remember her innerwear colors. It was cream-colored slips with black panties; they were wet and were hanging to dry. After everyone left, I closed all the doors. I took her wet panties, kissed them, licked them, and stuffed them in my mouth, removed my shorts, and placed the panties on my cock. It gave me chills all around.

I wore her bra, panties, and slips on my body; I felt amazing and strange. It gave me inner happiness. I took a bath wearing her underwear and masturbated two times. I was caressing my body while wearing them; they were so soft. I finished bathing and put the innerwear back as it was for drying, but I was very eager.

At that time, I didn’t have much body hair; my body was silky smooth. So out of temptation, I searched her wardrobe and took her bra, panties, and white with green salwar, earrings, and all accessories. I put on her whole dress with some light makeup. I was happy seeing myself like this.

That’s the first time I was into cross-dressing; whenever I found time, I used to cross-dress, wearing her clothes, bangles, everything. Three months went like this.

One day, I woke up late at 10:45; no one was in the house. I knew Aunty had left for her native as planned, and Uncle would have left for work. I started searching for Jamuna in the house. I couldn’t find her, but her wet green panties and pink bra were hanging to dry.

I thought she would have gone to a friend’s home nearby. I was wearing her wet innerwear and was roaming the house searching for earrings and bangles to wear. My dick was hard; it was clearly visible through the wet panties. I found everything, wore everything, and was ready to take a bath.

In this ecstasy, I forgot to lock the main door completely. While I was pouring water and enjoying my body, Jamuna, who was in the neighboring house, came back to the house on hearing the splash of water. She searched for me and was dumbstruck to see me in her innerwear with all the accessories.

After taking a bath, I put her innerwear to dry with earrings, a chain, a bangle, and an anklet. I opened the back door and stepped in. I was fully nude with all her ornaments. She was sitting on the sofa silently; she was wearing a nighty.

When I turned my head, I saw her and stood there in shock. She stood up and didn’t speak a word, came to me, and slapped me on the face. I cried to her and hugged her, and her anger disappeared.

She started to caress my smooth back and spanked my ass. She asked me to follow her; she took her new innerwear and salwar and made me wear it. She had hair extensions; she put them on me and put on makeup.

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I was looking like a real woman. After it was complete, she turned to me and asked, “Do you like it?”

I said, “I look awesome,” and said thanks.

She hugged me. I was overjoyed; she was kissing my neck. I was enjoying it; it was too intimate. She made me lie on the bed and was teasing me with her lips. I was eager to kiss her, but she moved to the next spot.

Out of temptation, I pulled her onto me, hugged her tightly, and started to smooch. We both were kissing like a real lesbian couple; I was eating every inch of her lips, and she took them.

She was making me feel like a real woman; she crawled down and removed my pants and panties, leaving me with a top and bra. I was like flying in heaven.

She slowly put her hand on my cock, stroking while kissing me on the lips. She was doing it like a pro. She then went below. I thought she would give a blowjob, but to my surprise, she separated my legs, started applying saliva to my anus, and was teasing with her tongue.

I was fully horny; I locked her head, pushed her too deep, and she tongue-fucked me; I was enjoying it. She started to kiss and bite my inner thighs. All these things sent chills down my body.

I switched the position; she was lying on the bed, and I was on top of her. I removed every piece of her clothing while licking and kissing her body. She was letting out small moans, which made me go crazy. I kissed her nipple, bit her nipple and was sucking it vigorously.

In childhood, we used to play games as mom and son; she reminded me of that, saying, “My son is drinking milk from mom.”

It tempted me a lot. I was sucking her boobs like an animal. She said, “Go slow,” but I wasn’t listening.

I caressed her body while sucking. Then, I moved down, seeing the glory hole. I was kissing her pussy with little hair; I was licking and tongue-fucking her. She was moaning, and it filled the whole room.

After ten minutes of licking, she had her orgasm. I drank it completely and again started to lick her pussy. She stopped me and pushed my head a little below, making me lick her ass.

I was like, “Awesome.”

I was licking it; she was moaning, and she was pushing my head deep. Locked with her legs, I was licking, kissing, and spitting, simultaneously crushing her boobs. She pushed me away, took my dick, and gave an awesome blowjob.

I was ogling; she was doing it like a pro. I was enjoying every warmth of her mouth; her tongue swirled on my cock, throbbing inside her mouth. I mouth-fucked her; precum started to flow, and she sipped all the precum.

Positioning my cock below, to my surprise, she placed my cock on her anal opening. We were fucking in the missionary position; she was moaning like hell.

“Mmmmmmm, ahhhh, ohhhh, fuck.”

After fifteen minutes of fucking her ass, I came on her ass.

I hugged her tightly from behind; still, my cock was in her ass.

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Let me continue with other incidents in the upcoming part.

Life goes on like this still. Now, I am doing cross-dressing, and I don’t know whether it’s right or wrong, but I love that feminine side to be explored completely with someone.

Any mistress, contact me.

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