To pehla din tha navratri ka me aur mere dost garba dwkhne gaye.Humne bohot ghumme aur bohot saari maal aur mine khas kar bohot bhabhiyo ko dekha garb... lete huyi mast lag rahi thi sab ki sab.Mera to wahi khada ho gaya.Sabne chanya choli pehan rakhi thi aur traditional dress me sab ladkiya maal dikhti hai.. Hum fir thak gaye aur hum ek jagah beth gaye jaha se humme garba dikh sakhe.Me idhar udhar sabhi maal ko dekh raha tha maza a araha tha tbhi ek bhabhi black chanya choli pehen ke garba ke. He interrupted. "Why would that make me mad?" he asked, kissing my lips lightly."Because, because, I'm not really a woman," I answered. He paused for a second, then continued dancing. "Donna is my wife. A few months ago I told her I liked to dress up and she appeared to be going along with it. She started dressing me and feminizing me. She told me that I would eventually be allowed to wear sexy lingerie if I followed her instructions. Tonight she dressed me to the nines and brought me here. She. I didn't want them to leave. I honestly just wanted to see them kiss more, and figured that perhaps I'd get a chance if Kelli had forgotten I was there. So I just sat on the couch and grabbed my erection in my slacks and enjoyed the memory of the kiss.A few minutes later their animated talking stopped abruptly. I wondered why? Had Kelli remembered I was there? Or were they doing something else? I easily imagined them kissing again. It is hard to talk while kissing like they did. I froze,. Slowly I could feel the jizm churning in my balls. I was getting close to climax. I leaned down and stuffed my tongue into her mouth, and my lover, sensing my climax, wrapped her arms around my neck, crushing our mouths together, even as she began humping her hips up faster and faster to meet my speeding cock. I began to fuck furiously now, my hips torquing and twisting to ram my cock into her pussy as far and fast as I could. Panting, I lowered my head to her tits to concentrate on the searing.