Jismese ek ladke jiska naam ravi tha wo dophar me do baje free ho jata tha. Aur uske baad ghar pe hi rahta tha. Me kafi dino se usko pane ki ichhame t...i ek din dophar ke time mere ghar pe koi nahi the sirf me aur meri bahen ghar pe the meri bahen uske pati se santusth nahi thi. Mene meri bahen ko bataya ki me ra vichar is ladke ka land lene ka hai. To usne kaha ki mujhe bhi dilva dene. Usdin me muaka dekhke ravi ke ghar me ghus gayi.Wo bethe bethe kuch padh raha tha usne mujko dekha to turant. She held the folds closed across her breasts with one hand, while the other played with the belt. She stared at her son with eyes both pleading and apologetic.She shifted in her seat, the creak of the chair prominent in the unnerving quiet. The hand at her waist finally freed the bow. Her other hand lingered for a moment before it dropped. She let out a slow, lusty sigh and sat back, her robe falling open.Richie's eyes flicked up, lingered over Sandra's bare breasts for a few seconds, then. A few days later I found her ad in adultfriendfinder site and saw she was based in Mumbai. But the site did not give me access to her contact and so I stayed sad and lustful dreaming of her naked body.Then one day I boarded a bus from Mahalaxmi for Prabhadevi and as I was going to look to stand at the back near a seat I happened to see this girl standing a little ahead in the bus. I did not know for sure but the face was very much the same and how could I forget, I had spent days masturbating. "I spent most of my time dressed as a boy! I hated anything frilly anddresses used to make me itch! I hardly ever wore one until I noticed howmuch boys liked me in them!" Helen giggled."How typical Helen! ...but you like feminine clothes now don't you? Imean, you look quite good dressed up as a girl Helen!" Madeline cackled."Very good Madi... Yeah its fun to dress up sometimes... and it feelsgreat being 'en femme' as the trannies call it but.. well, each totheir own, I'm sure if you were a man.