The Adventures - Part 1
Hi everyone. All the names except mine are fake for the purpose of security. Before starting the story let me tell you guys something. I was confused in posting the story in what category, gay or couple and finally decided to post this in couple I am bisexual I am a boy when I am with her. But the intensity of lust in me is higher and I am a complete naughty minded girl when I am with him. How he treated me exactly like a girl add to this. Please send your feedback to [email protected] Now a bit about me. I am doll ( thats the name by which my boyfriend calls me). Am 21 years old pursuing degree in Bangalore. In public I am a normal cute boy. But inside I wanted to be a girl. A naughty girl for who men will die to bed with. I was born into a the body of a boy with a girlish mind. And my body stats fueled the fire of girl inside me. I am 5 feet 7inch tall with 55 kg wait. I have white complexion and a very cute hairless face. I have no beard or mustache and my face is always soft and smooth without any hair. I have a slim body with very well shaped, slim waist and a seducing navel. My dick is small but my ass is super hot and big like a girl’s. So is my legs. They are long, smooth with no hair and extremely shaped. I have seen my tender hairless arms and long legs playing tricks on many men. My friends used to pinch my arms n legs, grab my waist or slap my ass, or hold it with a face of an innocent friend. But I knew they were feeling it. As it gave them the same feeling as that of a girl. And almost all people who knew me was aware that I am a bit girlish (only a small bit. Nobody teased me or made fun of me witht that). But none knew I am a gay. But to be frank I am not a gay, I am a girl trapped in boy’s body. I loved to cross dress. My parents are abroad. And I live alone in one of the liveliest part of Banglore where rich people live. So I had my privacy to try cross dressing. During my time alone in my villa, I wear girl’s dresses or I wear nothing at all. I have a huge collection of lingerie and other girly costumes. I put them on when I was alone. So now coming to the story if I have bored you with my introduction of myself. Feedbacks to [email protected] In my college, there was a super hot teacher named Pallavi. She was 26 yrs and married, and smoking hot that I believe everybody in the college would have thought of her, fantasizing her while masturbating. She was such a piece of art. I havent thought of having sex with her. Instead of that, i fantasize myself as Pallavi and getting fucked by someone. We all knew that her husband was a handsome and hot one l, but none of us had seen him. But from what we knew little about him, he was the perfect match for the seducing body of Pallavi madam. With my soft, innocent and tiny girlish behavior, She liked me. And used to talk with me a lot more than other boys. Because she saw only lust in other boys eyes. One day, she showed us the pics of her and hubby together. His name was abhinav. He was so hot and handsome. We all talked in silence, how they will have been in bed. Girls talked about how the chiseled body of Abhinav will be. Many girls shouted its their dream to be fucked by someone like that. And boys, they said how lucky he should be to taste the delicacy of Pallavi madam everyday. I clearly remember that day, a friend of mine, roopa, she took a chocolate bar and sucked and licked it saying that is Abhinav’s tool. We all laughed at that. One day, she wore saree and a low cut sleeveless blouse. I saw red marks on her arms and lower back side of her neck. I asked her about it. Pallavi : Oh its nothing. You know what is it. Me : No madam. No idea at all. She playingly struck my head and said I am too innocent. Me : But what is it? Pallavi came near to me like telling a secret and said “sometimes he get real wild. And I like it.” She winked and smiled then. That night I thought myself as Pallavi madam and abhinav biting me in those areas. He was such a handsome man every girl would want. One day, she invited all of us to her first wedding anniversary. It was specially conducted for her students, and it was conducted in her villa. It was another part of Bangalore where extremely rich people lived. I forgot to tell, Abhinav was a great and successful businessman of 28 yrs age. So the party day, we all went there and had fun. She was ravishingly hot and all boys were heated up and she may have feared everybody would rape her then. He was also hot and many girls from my college hugged him and tried to get squeezed by him. While taking the groupie, all girls were upon Abhinav’s side, pushing his back with their boobs and all boys were on Pallavi madam’s side trying to touch whatever part of her they can get. Realising this, she called me and asked to stand behind her for the groupfie. The crowd was thick and she was completely pushed towards me. It was like her back side was pressed towards my front. I think my small cock touched her sexy ass many times. After the photo, while we are walking away, she came to me and said “small, huh?”. I blushed and smiled back. She used to talk me lightly about sex as she know me and was comfortable with me. After the party, we boys and girls set back to our respective places and our talks were about Abhinav and Pallavi madam. Many talked about their fantasies of how the couples will make love that night. Girls talked as if they wanted to pull him close to them and kiss his lips and his get the weight of abhinav’s perfectly shaped gym body upon them. Boys spoke as if they wanted to taste every inch of Pallavi madam all life. But between that a girl told, she tried to touch his tool while posing for the photo. Then, a boy told he also tried to get pallavi’s ass but he couldnt get it. But he told he got an equally tempting hot ass. Everybody knew it was mine and they all laughed and asked me to take it easy.