It was a arranged marriage between us. We both hail from respectful orthodox families. We came to know about each other only after our marriage. I was a M.B.A graduate. But, I don’t wish to work. I always love to be a house wife. So I am staying in home as per my wish. But the problem came after one month of my marriage, which was loneliness. Arun use to go to office by 9 in morning and will return only in the evening.
I felt very much boring. I shared, about this with my husband. He asked to go for a job. But, I was least interested in that. So, planned to do any home based job.
I did my under graduate in software engineering. So I had planned to do web designing for few concerns. My Arun encouraged me a lot. My parent’s and in laws also supported very well to do this.
My first client came through my friend, I was very much happy as well as Arun. I got the profit of Rs. 7400 from that project. I planned to buy something for my husband as well as me. I went for a purchase and brought one brown color shirt and a jean for him and one green color salwar for me. I also bought lot of accessories for me as well as for him.
I bought from the showroom called leemas; it was a unisex showroom in my place. I kept one bag and in my hubby’s wardrobe and another bag in my wardrobe. Arun hates brown color, but I like it.
He came at night 7. We were just chit chatting. Before the dinner, I started “listen Arun, I had something for you, which I had brought from my first salary, it’s very special for us, so utilize it” I had said. He was very keen to know what it was. But, I was very diplomatic in that.
I pushed him on our bed room, and I waited for him in the hall. The clock was rotating very fast, and it became one hour. I wonder what he is doing in the room for one hour. I thought he might have slept in the room itself, so I went to the bed room and knocked the door. Arun replied “ I will come in 10 minutes”.
Once again I came to hall and start watching television. My favorite song was running on it and I deeply involved in that. I felt some one touching my shoulder, I had suddenly turned around and someone was standing wear green color salwar, which I had bought few hours back.
After two minutes only, I understood that it was Arun. His face was red due to anger. I yelled “what’s the crap is this? Why are you wearing my dress, he replied “this was the bloody dress which was there in my cupboard”.
I immediately rushed to the bedroom and opened my wardrobe; Arun’s dress was there in my cupboard. Then only I had understood. The outer cover of both the dresses are unique, by this only the bags were misplaced in our cupboards.
After realizing the fact, I felt laughter. And I was continuously laughing, after two minutes he came near to me, and asked “are you satisfied now?”.
I replied with giggling “Yes madam”.
Madam! He was shocked to hear me referring him as madam.
He was still in anger, I observed him from top to bottom. He had covered his face with duppata, like the Muslim girls will be wearing. And he is wearing my gold watch, and rings.
His fore head is adorned by my bindi. He was wearing my anklets too. Arun looked cute. I winked my eyes by seeing his face. He had shaved his mustache too. I came to know “why he took that much time to get ready”.
I told all these stories to him, he too felt laughing and both were in a lighter mood. Suddenly, I pushed him outside of the bedroom and locked the door inside. He was shocked and shouting from outside for the reason. I said I will come in 15 minutes. So, he went down.
First time after my marriage, I decided to do one thing. I took the cover and wore the vest and brief from his wardrobe, I pinned the towel in between to my breasts to hide my breasts, then I wore the shirt and jean. Jean was bit loose for me, so I managed it with the belt.
I came out of the room and went to the hall. To my surprise, Arun was seeing his appearance in the full size mirror in the hall. I came out of the room and went to the hall. To my surprise, Arun was seeing his appearance in the full size mirror in the hall.
I went behind him, and caught hold of his waist. He was shocked to see my sudden outburst. At first he was unable to recognize whom am i..
Arun said “You are handsome priya”. I replied “Thank you madam”. He felt somewhat inconvenient with the word ‘madam’.
I wore his elevated shoes, and he was standing on his bare foot. So I looked little taller than him. It gave me some kind of strange feeling to me.
The time was 8.20 now. Suddenly I got an idea, and rushed to the door. I wore one of his cap as well as his goggle. He asked “priya, where are you going now”..
I replied “I will be back within a hour darling”. I noticed his face, it was in reddish color, I don’t know that redness came due to anger or due to shyness.
Luckily it was the night time, so most of the people in my apartment are inside their homes. Because, everyone in our apartment known me well. It will be embarrassing for me, if the people seen me in this costume.
I took the car and went to the main road. There I know one fancy dress showroom. It will be closed by 9 o clock. So I walk and ran to towards the showroom.
The shopkeeper welcomed me, and asked “what do you want sir?”.
It was like a blow in my mind. Me sir... He called for twice and then I came back into the senses. I respond immediately, I need a long wig for the fancy dress competition.
He replied whether the wig is for you?
I had tied my long hair in bun and that to were hidden beneath the cap. So I said yes.
He had shown me some varieties and all were sticky. So I asked “if anything looks like a real hair..”
Shopkeeper had told sir, but it will cost rs.3000, is it ok for you?
I immediately asked him to pack it. He further continued, you are having flat chest, if you dressed like a lady it will not be nice as much. So if you don’t mind, shall I show you one thing..
I wonder “flat chest”… Arun will always praise about the size and shape of my breast. But this guy, saying me I am having flat chest. I laughed inside.
He had took one box and some Arabic letters were written on that box. I asked what is this?. He replied, this is the false silicon breast. We had imported this from Saudi Arabia. You can just paste this on your chest with this gum, and can take also easily by using this plastic stick.
I asked the price and he said 5999 only. I had Arun’s credit card with me and the rate was not at all a problem. So I bought that also for my lovely hubby.
While returning on the way to my flat, I saw one small girl aged around 7 is begging the walkers for buying the jasmine flower. I felt pity on her, I had stopped the car near to her, and bought the entire basket and gave her rs.1000. She cried in happiness and shook my hands and said “thanks anna (brother), I will never forgot you”.
I rushed my car. Within 10 minutes I knocked the door of my flat. After two minutes of knocking, my hubby opened the door. I asked him, what are you doing madam for this much time. Then only I noticed, he was wearing only my tops and panty, for the first time in my life I saw his hairless thigh. It was amazing to see.
I felt little wetness on my brief. I pushed him towards the wall of the hall, and gave a lip to lip kiss to him. He was standing on his toe, and I crushed him totally, and he was sweating profusely.
He somehow managed to get rid of my hold , and said “idiot, at least close the door and do whatever you want”.
After closing the door, Arun asked me “where did you went , and what is this parcel?”
I said simply, you will know de.
He opened his jaw in shock,” de” …. Why are you calling me as de as like referring a women, he said in a complaining tone.
I thought in my mind, he is adapting to the new situation of my wife.
I replied, you are a girl and my sexy wife tonight, so calling you “de” is not a big matter of concern.
He was lying in the sofa, and I had thrown the cap, then I removed my shirt and he was very much excited due to this.
I got rid of my jeans, and I stood in vests and brief in front of him. I saw the tent on his panty, and I went near to him and took the salwar tops, and he was standing on a bra and panty, but his bra was empty.
Within a minute and after we both were in a state of nude, and I escorted him to the bathroom. There we get down into the bath dub and I splashed hot water on his body, and I soaped him all over. Once again, I shaved all his body to get all the tiny hairs. He had shut his eyes, due to pleasure and his hands were massaging my breasts.
I took the turmeric paste and applied all over his body, he identifies the smell and opened his eyes , and shouted “ what are you doing priya, why are applying turmeric, then the hairs will not grow once again”
I said calmly, I too want that only. Then immediately I kissed his penis. It was in yellowish color, due to turmeric paste. Imagine yellow penis.
Then after one hour bath, we came out. The time was 10. We were starving and in absolute hunger. Suddenly one idea stroked me, and said “listen arun, for a change let we have a dinner tonight in a state of nude”.
He too like the concept and we ate our dinner happily. While eating he drop some chutney on my breast and took it along with his dosa. He also licked it well.
Then we went to the bedroom, and I made him to sit in front of the dressing table. I started the dressing of my wife.
First I sprayed him the perfume which I will use and then I opened the parcel, and took the breast. He wondered to see the breast, which almost looks like the real one.
I said it is the temporary breast, which I had specially brought for you darling, by using this adhesive we can stick this on your chest. Now I too will get a chance to message your breast.
He immediately blushed after hearing this. I love to see his blushing. He was very cute at that time than ever before.
It was a 36d size breast, and it almost suited along with his color. I pressed his breast hard, and it create lot of sensation and chain like reactions for both of us.
I put on the white bra on him, and it showed his cleavage wonderfully. It was a nice feeling to see my own husband’s sexy cleavage. I put my finger on his breast and rubbed it twice up and down.
During all this activities, his penis stood in a attention position.
Then I made him to wear panties. I painted all his twenty nails with nail polish. Then I inserted the metti (toe rings) on his fingers, he liked the feeling and moved his legs this side and that side often.
Then I draped him in salwar kammeez and pant. His breast was very much displayed on green color salwar.
I wondered about one thing, during all this process of dressing him, he never opposed even in a slighter manner, this shows how much he is interested in dressing.
I too felt excited. Then I put the wig on his head and braid it in a traditional manner. Then I stick bindi on his forehead, and I kept the kumkum on the partition of his hair( as a sign of married women).
He looked fabulous as a women, I inserted the bangles on his hands. Luckily both of us are slim and look alike. So it was easier for me to transform him into femme. I made him to wear hanging long clip on ear rings.
Finally I dressed in jeans and shirt as like before. I opened my shirt button, and took my mangalsutra and put it on his neck. He blurted “why you have done like this? A married lady should not remove her mangalsutra while her husband is alive”.
I smiled notoriously and said, while we are having sex last night, you removed my mangalsutra while licking, and I said the same statement. Now you are repeating it.
He put his head down and laughed mischiefly.
Then finally I applied lipstick on his lips. He was looking perfectly as a modern wife in salwar. I cannot ignore his beauty, and I was ready to loss anything for my dear.
I called him as aruna (female version of arun). And he replied by calling me as ennanga ( as like as ji in order to give respect to husband and for elders).
Then we lied on the bed, and I removed her/his clothes, and I took him completely, it was a real thrill for me to be on a top while having sex with arun.
He behave like as he was the lady , and I behave like the men.
We both slept happily, and we woke up early in the morning by six, as our routine. I asked him to took two days leave, so we can enjoy four days holiday including weekends, he too accepted. His bindi was not there in his forehead, and the flowers were meshed, and his clothes became shrunken. Once again we took the bath, and I dressed him up again, but now in the silk saree, arun felt very much uncomfortable in the saree, as he was new to it.
It was the red color saree with golden borders, and I wore it on the day of our marriage. Now, he looked like a south Indian traditional house wife, with all kind of jewels and accessories.
I once again took the jeans of him for wearing, but aruna stopped me and said “please wear the formals for my sake”.
I was unable to make my wife disappointed. So I wore the Park Avenue grey shirt and crocodile cream pant. Both were oversize for me, but I managed.
Then I thought of preparing tea for both of us. Aruna stopped me and went inside the kitchen for preparing the tea. I was amazed by seeing her transformation.
Within two minutes, she carried a tray and approached me like a angel. I took the tea from the tray and sipped it, it was great in tasted. I kissed on his fore head. Arun stayed alone before our marriage for two years, and he knows to do all kind of house hold chores, and he is a good cook.
Then I said, hey aruna, tea has never been good since our marriage, so can you please be my house wife for this four days and do all house works. He very well accepted, with one condition, that I should behave manly with her in all aspects. I accepted her condition.
Aruna went to the entrance of our flat to put a rangoli, and I enjoyed her back as well here as rangoli. I became busy in reading news paper, and watching news.( it’s my wife’s order to watch only sports and news as like a men). So I missed all the serials and songs.
He had made noodles for me, and he served me while I was eating. It was a nice experience for me. I really enjoyed it well. Then, he too ate in the same plate, which I had used without washing. (it’s the custom of hindu women to eat in their husband’s plates without washing).
Then he swept and mopped all the floors. I enjoyed all his movements, and his ornaments were making a jingle which I really liked. I was admired by her activities as a women. Then I played the video games and aruna prepared the non veg for the afternoon, and it was like a divine food mixed with love and affection.
We had a good nap in the afternoon, he slept in the left side of me, and I hugged him tightly, and he slowly said his wish to be getting fucked by me. I asked him” how it can be possible”.
He had showed me the results from Google, and shown me the videos and pictures of dildo (artificial penis).
We searched the agent of sex toy’s number in our city, and we placed a order. Within two hours, he delivered a real like artificial penis with false testes and balls.
We checked and then paid the amount of rs. 10k to him. In the evening, we planned to go out. Aruna got feared and I did a mini world war with him, to take him out. We went to one of the posh restaurant in our city, and sat in a corner table. He was very much conscious about the surroundings and he was in a restless situation.
But to his shock, no one looked him differently, even one college girl asked a time to aruna, and in a very low voice he replied to that girl, this gives some sort of confidence to him.
We roamed many places after our dinner, and came back to home by 09.30. We were ready for our official second first night.
She was changed herself into another silk saree in blue color, and I changed into dhoti and shirt. I waited for him. He came slowly by keeping his feet one by one and came as a beautiful bride.
I took many pictures of him. He blushes more and more. Then he felt on my leg as per as the custom of Hindus. I felt like a current shock, while his fingers touched my legs.
I left him slowly and made him to sit near me, and he gave me a milk and I return the half to him. He drank it with shy. Then I opened his sari, and threw it away. It was pleasant to see him on blouse and petticoat, I crushed his breast and started pressing at hard as like the men.
He cannot afford the pressure and creates more pain to him. His beauty makes me more aggressive towards him, and I threw his blouse and took his breast on my hand. Meanwhile, he removed my clothes and I was in vest and brief, while my dildo peeking its head out of my brief.
I make him naked, and it was lovely to see him nude with long hair with jasmine, covering his ass and swear all over his body parts, and standing penis.
I made him to kneel down, as like a school child. And, I put the lock on his necks by using my legs like a x shape.
I opened my brief, and my dildo swung and came out , and I took it near to his mouth and ask him to suck. But aruna, refused to do as I said, and I was in no mood to listen his reassignment, so I pushed his hair towards my penis. But he shown strength, and I unknowingly slapped arun for the first time in my life.
It was a mighty blow for a men as well as for a husband. He was shocked due to this and tears came from his eyes. But I was not In a state to listen to his sorrow, so I pushed my dick into his mouth and he felt difficult to breath, and I pushed more into his throat.
He sucked slowly and then I slapped him once again to suck faster, he did as I said, and within 15 minutes, he started sucking like a expert slut, so I became very much excited and my pussy started flowing its semen, and through the dildo it came into the mouth of arun. (note : I never sucked his penis till today, and he got the opportunity first).
Then I made him to lie near to me on the bed, and I started licking all over his body, and massaged the breast and penis. I lie on his breast and started kissing his lips, I bite his lips harder, and he started screaming, again I slapped him hardly for the third time on the same night.
It started bleeding on the edge of his lip, and I inserted my tounge on his mouth, and liked his blood too. Then the real session started. I made arun, to lie on his back and inserted the penis on his asshole for the first time. It was a great feeling to be in control.
But for him, it was a extreme pain. He screamed heavily and I inserted the bra on his mouth inorder to avoid his scream.
I inserted the dildo more deeply and started thrusting more and more in speed. Within 10 minutes I really fucked him off.
I slept heavily due to this strong sex session. In the morning I woke up around 8 o clock, to my surprise arun was not near to me, he was sitting on the stairs by burying his head on his thighs, and his hair were spread all over his back.
I went near to him, and heard the weeping sound. I got shocked and lift him, his eyes were red due to continuous weeping, and I consoled him and asked for the reason.
He complained about the mishandling of him by me during yesterday night. Then only I realized the fact that I had slapped him thrice. This made me to felt bad, and I too started crying, and I immediately felt on his legs and ask him to forgive.
He respond immediately by lifting me, and said “husband should not fall on his wife’s legs”. And he smiled and said , anyhow I like your dominance towards me, and I wish to be in control.
Still I didn’t removed my penis, and It was hanging around my pussy, and we had one more dirty morning session, and we had spent a couple more days as a intimate couple.
We had went to movie in the night following day, and during interval, arun felt like urinating, and I took him to the ladies bathroom, and to my luck and to his bad luck, there were no female around in the toilet at that time.
I enjoyed him in the dark of the theater. And this four days were a golden days in our life.
Monday came, once again we came back to our originality, and aruna felt hard to come back as normal male. So from that week, we spent the weekends as role reversal, and aruna enjoyed more being house wife on Sundays than me. A year had passed away, and this brings more physical intimacy and relational bonding between us.
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