I stare up to her dark blue eyes, looking down on me with the excited look of a c***d staring down at an interesting insect."Wh-who are you?!" I excla...m.She giggled and pushed me over with her finger before giggling again."HEY!!" I angrily shout. She just giggled again.She looked like a beautiful 18 year old girl, albeit a giant one, yet she seemed so playful like a girl half her age.I stood back up to my feet, but again she pushed me back down. It must have been the most lightest of touches to. ’ I could hear the guys splashing and laughing, already having a good time. The girls didn’t really say anything and the first to undress was a short, hippy girl. She had long hair and huge breasts that literally hung down to her waist. It was obvious before she even took off her shirt that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Once she slipped the shirt over her head I saw her nipples flop down to the ground! Even though her breasts were large and dropping, she had an amazing ass and a very cute face but. It was so nice to walk holding hands (it was she who took my hands in hers). She loved the outing, loved it when I took her to a fashion store and insisted she but a new dress. I managed to make her get a new black fashion saree.As we were coming out she said “Why waste so much money Prakash?”“Come on Amma”“I will never be able to wear this back home, you father does not like these”“Don’t wear for him”“Then” she looked at me, we were in the lift going down to the car park“Wear when you are. I am married to a prude who wasn’t always a prude and knew I was going to wear lacy panties and thigh highs and encourage her to as well then talk to alpha males online before we married. I didn’t know I was a sissy, I didn’t know I wasn’t unique. She aroused me and still does only not as often. When we first explored and experimented I was able to mix my desires in with fucking her up theass or she’d strap on a dildo and fuck me as I spread my legs on my back in thigh highs and panties and she.