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We went out of the cubicle, redid our makeup, and we were looking like whores lol. Nita went to meet the bride. I stayed behind since I was not feeling like it. I was playing on my phone, still horny for Nita’s dick. Then I got a tap on the shoulder.
It was that creepy uncle. He said hi and came and sat next to me. He was trying to talk to me, and surprisingly, he had a good grip on English. He told me that he understood I was a Hijra and was asking why I chose it and all. I corrected him that I’m a crossdresser and told him that I like what I am.
He told me that crossdressers don’t have breasts. I explained to him that it is a breast foam, that it’s silicone and not real. He was surprised and praised my beauty. I was feeling so nice when he said that. He asked me for my name, and I told him it’s Sharmila.
He asked if he could feel my silicone boobs, and I told him that I’m not comfortable and that people are around. He told us that we could go downstairs to the restrooms, as most of the people had left at that point. I was scared and was looking for Nita frantically.
I tried calling her, but she was not responding, and the uncle was not letting me go. Since I was also horny, I thought nothing bad could happen and I agreed to let him touch it. We went downstairs to the restrooms, and it was locked.
I thought I was lucky and told him to let it go. But he had other plans. He said that the rooms given to the guests were empty by now, and we could use one. I asked him what if his wife sees. He said that she has not touched him in years.
I felt sorry for that man. I agreed to it and followed him upstairs to one of the rooms. Once, in making sure no one would see us, he locked it from inside. He came to my class, and I just stood there and asked him to feel it. He put one of his hands on my left boob and pressed it.
He said that it felt like a real one and asked if he could feel the other one as well. I said yes, and he put the flowers back and felt my right boob as well. He was pressing both of them, and I was getting turned on.
I’m not gay, but the way this uncle was feeling me was making me lose my inhibitions. He was pressing hard, and I let out a light moan. He looked in my eyes, and I don’t know what got into me. I went a bit too close to him. He put one of his hands on my waist and pulled me closer and hugged me tight.
He was squeezing my navel with one hand and my ass with the other. I was holding him by his back and was pulling him close. We were having softcore romance lol. I held his face and started kissing him. He was surprised and reciprocated well.
His mouth smelled of cigarettes, and I was feeling like a whore. I thought that would have satisfied him and let him go. Even my horniness had come down by then. After I broke the kiss, he said that he wanted to see my boobs and asked me to show them.
I said, “Why don’t you do it on your own?” I was stupid. He unhooked my blouse and saw the breast forms. He said he wanted to taste it, and I pulled his face and stuck it on my boobies. He was sucking and playing with it, and I was also enjoying it.
Idk the thought of Sharmila being like a whore in a saree and having done the same magic on her. I was feeling like a slutty aunty. He played for a while and held my bangle-clad hands to his crotch. I held it there for a while, and I couldn’t feel anything.
I got curious and unbuttoned his pants to see what the deal was down there. He was eagerly waiting for me to see it. That’s when I realised why his wife hadn’t touched him. He had a small dick. It was just above 2 inches even when hard. I tried playing with it with my fingers, and even then, it grew only a bit.
He wanted to fuck me with it, but I denied. He asked me to shake it, and I did. He kept kissing me, pressing my boobs while I played with them. I felt bad for the uncle and decided to blow him. I broke the kiss and asked him if he wanted a blowjob.
His eyes lit up, and I got down on my knees. He was pinching my cheeks, and he took his dick in my mouth. Surprisingly, it was clean. I sucked on it for a bit, and he said that he was cumming. I took my mouth off and wanked him. He cum all over the floor and in my hands.
He only cleaned my hands with his handkerchief and thanked me. He asked me for my number, and I gave him my telegram number; I’d rather, you know, for safety reasons. He kissed me, and I left the room. I saw Nita waiting downstairs and went to her.
She asked me where I was, and I told her what had happened. She looked at me with jealousy and told me that I’ll have to make it up to her. We laughed and decided to head back to the hotel. It was already afternoon, and it was getting a bit cloudy.
We got in the car and I told her that I’ll drive and went to the driving seat. Nita told me that she met the uncle’s wife, and her friend had told her about ‘us’. Aunty was curious to know what and how we had arranged this trip. That aunty had invited us home that evening when uncle would be busy.
We were driving back, and the rain got very heavy, and I was unable to see the road. I parked the car under a tree and was hoping to have a little fun with Nita. But I heard a knock on the window.