Her putting make up on me, trying on a wig or a dress. I liked her dressing me up, it was fun and made me feel sexy. She would tell me how beautiful I...looked on how, if I wanted, I could get any guy I wanted. She told me she knew a lot of gay guys and would be happy to introduce us. I would try and laugh it off but she knew better, she knew me better than I would let on. I began to love her, not like a man loves a woman, but like how a younger brother would love his older sister. Our talks grew. But it had to be a stranger. This instantly intrigued me but I had met him, although briefly, so was no longer a stranger as such. I was a little disappointed as this meant that I couldn’t put my resume forward for the position. It did however, get me thinking, though, about possible juicy little encounters I could organise for my own husband. How would he react to this fantasy that she had described to me? Would he also enjoy being blindfolded and completely open to the will of a stranger?,. When he undid my pants he had both my pants and underwear around my ankles in one smooth motion. Looking down I could see my cock standing out firm and waiting. Slowly he began to take me into his mouth. It felt like my head was going to blow off my shoulders as he took me in and out, slow then fast, just the head then the whole thing.When he felt me beginning to cum he placed one hand on each of my butt checks and guided me in a fucking motion in and out of his mouth. He guided me faster. Mene didi ki pith par hath pherte hue kha bas itani si bat muj se kh dete aap me akhir apka hi to hu lekin didi ne kha me apne pati se hi karwana chati hu to mene kaha achha ye baat he didi aisa karo ap muje apna pati bana lo didi ne kha ye kese ho sakta he mene kha ho sakta he meri bhana tum aisa karo ki aaj sam ko tum apna sadi ka joda pahan kar tyar ho jana baki saman me le aunga. Sam ko didi sadi ka joda phane tyar khadi thi me bajar se mangalsutra le aya aur phir mene didi ko kha chalo.