Usne pehle ek ungi uski chut main daali aur phir dheere dhree 3 ungli dal di. Wo uski chut ko ragata raha aur wo charge ho chuki thi par chalti bus ma...n wo use chod nahi sakta tha.Tabhi conductor khada hua aur bola ke bareily aane wala hai aur bus kareeb aadha ghante rukegi. Un dono ne apne apne kapde theek kiye aur plan kiya ke ya to yahin pe utar jayenge ya phir bus stop pe hi kahin sex karenge. Saala tharki sudhir hamesha apne saath condom ka stock le ke chalta tha. Bareily aaya aur sab bus. On the way over she commented to me that she felt like a whore. Does that turn you on I asked and she said yes. We walked into the lounge area and were kinda looking around. This tall black guy (late 40s)stands up and says hi are you Diane. Hi I am David he said introducing himself. He was siting on a couch. Had a bottle of Stags Leap Petit Sirah. Our favorite and two extra glasses for us. I could tell she was really attracted to this guy as she immediately moved close to him and he put his arm. On the faithful day wth the folks out to town. I drew the curtains and donned my best outfit of the time. Satin white panties pressing against what I would later call my boi clitty, matching white stockings and bra stuffed other tights to create the illusion of breasts. I wore one of my mom's evening dresses and felt like a princess. I then sat on the floor of my bedroom looking over my magazines when a strange sensation took hold. I looked down to my panties and there was a rather large bulge. It was perfect for these kinds of t-shirts.For some reason I told Joan I was comfortable with this "exposure", moreso than last week at home. Joan said I was learning and accepting theways of womanhood.I slipped on the tight skirt, it seemed like a mini-skirt. I looked atJoan, she knew what I was thinking. She said "Yes, it's a miniskirt, getused to it, you look wonderful." I was concerned my garters would show,but Joan said they were not showing.I put my high heels on and looked in the mirror..