Was totally into FB and chatting with a CD sister.."Thaslima!!" came a voice from somewhere. I instantaneously turned towards the direction from which the sound came as a person will naturally do, Only to see Kishore standing behind me with a evil smile. Bang!! I came to reality and was shell shocked on realizing what have just happened. "Here is your breakfast" said Kishore and handed over a parcel to me and silently went to his room. I was dumbstruck, got the parcel from him and turned back without uttering a word. Room is full of silence. I was not in a state to think anything. I left my laptop without even touching it. I opened the parcel. Masala dosa!!. I started eating it. No not out of hunger. But did it as I was not sure on what to do and how to react as Kishore didnt reacted other than calling me thaslima. I tried to look into kishore's room to check what he is doing. He was silently lying down with his ipod ON.
I finished my breakfast. switched off my laptop, started reading some books. Or, should I say I acted like reading to avoid Kishore. millions of thoughts were racing in my mind and heart was literally pounding. Oh God! if Kishore has reacted in some way after knowing my secrets, something would've happened. But now nothing is happening, no clear state, no idea on how to proceed. What Kishore is up to?! What he will do once other roommates have returned?! will he tell this to the other roommates? Will he start hating me? Worst case, will he try to use me for his sexual desires!!?? God, this situation is killing me.
I was sitting is the same corner with all these thoughts. There came Kishore after a good two hours. He came and stood in front of me silently. I saw his face. No reactions!!!. I was about to start a conversation. "Stop bitch..Just suck me", came a stern command from him. I was again shocked, without uttering a word, looked at him. He dropped his shorts and underwear in no time. he jus was wearing his t-shirt and nothing else. Standing is a 6 ft 4 inch Hunk with well toned body and multifolds stronger than me added to these is he knows my secret now."Come on you Bitch, remove your dress and suck me!!" shouted Kishore. I was in no way can reject his command now. removed my shorts,undies and tee. I'm fully nude. I'm fully shaven and hairless with my pair of boobs hanging slightly. "Wow, you are living as a bitch in secret by shaving your body hair and all!! Ah, those nice boobs that I touched when we were in college!!" said Kishore and he pinched my nipples heavily that I feel the pain. I was about to cry not because of the pain but because of the fear on whats going to happen."U are definitely a bitch.Now stop those girly things and do your business" came a shout from Kishore. I touched his penis,kneeling down in front of him."That's a brilliant move!!" said Kishore. I continued, started feeling his rod with my fingers. did it for a good 5 mins. then started doing something which I never did in my life till now, started licking his rod. Slowly and seductively. No idea how. i should've done this with aghast and reluctance. But here, I'm sucking as if I'm enjoying it.started sucking in a slow pace, in no time I has his full meat in my mouth and I was feeling his tip touching my throat literally. Wow, it was amazing. I was doing it with full involvement and the play went for 15 more minutes before Kishore's rod became rock hard. I sensed something. "Yeah his fluid is going to out now". Before I could react and remove my mouth, he spurted..half in my face and half inside my mouth as I was trying to move away. Splash!! second shot. Now its all over my face. I was frozen and not sure what to do. "Eat it, Bitch!!" said Kishore. like a baby, I did it. "Don't think this is the end", He uttered this last words and left the house taking his bike key.
to be continued...
Friends, I think I've written a complete first part of this story. Please read and comment. Its your comments which will encourage me and write more.thanks for reading!!
Saturday 29 December 2012
Saturday 13 October 2012
When my friend came to know about my crossdressing, life takes a turn - Part 2
Sitting in corner and living as Thaslima in virtual world for an hour everyday became a second nature for me. life was good, Until 2-Oct-2012(Birthday of India's Mahatma-Gandhi, a Holiday). I was feeling little tired due to previous days work.I completed my works on the previous day only by 2 AM in the morning and returned to my residence by 3 AM. 2 of my roommates took a day leave to office and went to their home towns for vacation. So it was me and my another roommate, Kishore. My college-mate.
While talking about Kishore, there is a college day incident to remember. I used to be a little fat and with fluffy muscles all my life till now. But that's not a big deal. I was having fluffy flesh in my chest area and hip area. Hence I use to look different from other boys no matter what effort I take to reduce or cover those fluffy muscles. This was a regular affair from school days. Things changes when I entered teens and I used to get teased a lot for my feminine assets. Yes, I call them feminine assets as they grew proportionately as I grew up. Coming back to Kishore, He was one of my close friends. We started to go to gym. My intention was to reduce the fluffy muscles whereas his was to grow stronger and muscular. On the second day of the workout, myself and kishore finished at the same time and went to take bath. In the dressing room, I was just with towel exposing my Chest.Or,should I say breast?!!. There came Kishore after bathing, On seeing him semi nude for the first time, he exclaimed and shouted 'Wow Bala, I never knew u had an awesome pair of boobs!!!'. I was shocked on his comment. I know I had fluffy muscles around and never know it was so shapely. He, without even delaying a second, rushed near me and had a feel of my muscles with both of his hands. I backed a step and became angry. Kishore, on seeing my anger, felt guilty and said 'Extremely sorry bala, I shouldn't have done that. But it was so tempting'. I left the place without uttering a word. afterwards, I stopped going to gym. We graduated and was out of college.
Coming to the present, The same Kishore is my roommate now and was the only one who was staying with me on Gandhi Jayanthi. Though we stay in the same house after coming to Bangalore and Kishore got many chances to see me semi nude after bath, He never acted as he did in College and maintained decency. Quite natural for boys to get matured in these kind of feelings once they get the hang of it. Things were going smoothly. Kishore was getting ready to go out for breakfast. I was still on bed and was sleepy. Asked him to buy some breakfast parcel for me. He obliged and left the house.
I see my laptop switched ON and kept in the table. Kishore might have used it in the morning when I was sleeping. It was an usual affair. I just got an itch to check my FB status. by FB Status, I mean Thaslima's as I don't have any real FB Account revealing my male identity. I logged in, Started checking the updates, accepting new friends reqs, checking newly posted photos of friends. got sunk into it literally.
While talking about Kishore, there is a college day incident to remember. I used to be a little fat and with fluffy muscles all my life till now. But that's not a big deal. I was having fluffy flesh in my chest area and hip area. Hence I use to look different from other boys no matter what effort I take to reduce or cover those fluffy muscles. This was a regular affair from school days. Things changes when I entered teens and I used to get teased a lot for my feminine assets. Yes, I call them feminine assets as they grew proportionately as I grew up. Coming back to Kishore, He was one of my close friends. We started to go to gym. My intention was to reduce the fluffy muscles whereas his was to grow stronger and muscular. On the second day of the workout, myself and kishore finished at the same time and went to take bath. In the dressing room, I was just with towel exposing my Chest.Or,should I say breast?!!. There came Kishore after bathing, On seeing him semi nude for the first time, he exclaimed and shouted 'Wow Bala, I never knew u had an awesome pair of boobs!!!'. I was shocked on his comment. I know I had fluffy muscles around and never know it was so shapely. He, without even delaying a second, rushed near me and had a feel of my muscles with both of his hands. I backed a step and became angry. Kishore, on seeing my anger, felt guilty and said 'Extremely sorry bala, I shouldn't have done that. But it was so tempting'. I left the place without uttering a word. afterwards, I stopped going to gym. We graduated and was out of college.
Coming to the present, The same Kishore is my roommate now and was the only one who was staying with me on Gandhi Jayanthi. Though we stay in the same house after coming to Bangalore and Kishore got many chances to see me semi nude after bath, He never acted as he did in College and maintained decency. Quite natural for boys to get matured in these kind of feelings once they get the hang of it. Things were going smoothly. Kishore was getting ready to go out for breakfast. I was still on bed and was sleepy. Asked him to buy some breakfast parcel for me. He obliged and left the house.
I see my laptop switched ON and kept in the table. Kishore might have used it in the morning when I was sleeping. It was an usual affair. I just got an itch to check my FB status. by FB Status, I mean Thaslima's as I don't have any real FB Account revealing my male identity. I logged in, Started checking the updates, accepting new friends reqs, checking newly posted photos of friends. got sunk into it literally.
When my friend came to know about my crossdressing, life takes a turn - Part 1
I am Balakrishnan, A 27 years old Engineer living in The Silicon valley of India aka Bangalore working in one of the Top Tier-1 MNC Head quartered at Electronic city (an area allocated by Karnataka Govt. specifically for IT Companies.). The good climate of Bangalore, and its recent emergence as an IT Hub is known to everyone. Another phenomenon that prevails in this wonderful city is, the change in the lifestyle of the Unmarried IT Engineers who comes to Bangalore for work leaving their families back in their hometown.
Being away from home will make some homesick, whereas it gives a sort of privacy and a sense of independence as there is no one to control or question them. Occasional phone calls from parents can always be managed with some fake answers. Not to mention the fat pay cheques. I'm one of those IT Engineers who just moved to Bangalore after a lot of struggle to break the gateway of IT Industry and have just now started to live an independent life. Especially, for a cross-dresser like me, living away from family is an invaluable opportunity to buy female cloths,jewels freely, dress up, have sessions with fellow CDs whenever I get a chance.. However, in the past 5 months of my stay in Bangalore, I never got a chance to get dressed up as I am sharing a 2 BHK Apartment with 4 of my College-mate as I'm not able to afford individual accommodation due to the skyrocketing rents prevailing in the Garden city.
Facebook was my only way to vent my stress and freely roam around as Thaslima, My female persona in the virtual world. I have lot of friends in Facebook who knows me as Thaslima. And,I'm addicted to that virtual life. I cannot afford not logging into FB as Thaslima even for a day. As my roommates will be there all the time, I used to sit in a corner of the room when Facebooking (New verb, nice na ! :)) to avoid chances for my friends coming behind me and look into my laptop screen. Facebooking as thaslima was an Immense pleasure to me..I get a feel of living as Thaslima in real world as I surf around FB and the virtual world, talk to female and cross-dresser friends, chit-chatting, and all those female things.. Life as going as happy as it gets. Till last week!!!
Being away from home will make some homesick, whereas it gives a sort of privacy and a sense of independence as there is no one to control or question them. Occasional phone calls from parents can always be managed with some fake answers. Not to mention the fat pay cheques. I'm one of those IT Engineers who just moved to Bangalore after a lot of struggle to break the gateway of IT Industry and have just now started to live an independent life. Especially, for a cross-dresser like me, living away from family is an invaluable opportunity to buy female cloths,jewels freely, dress up, have sessions with fellow CDs whenever I get a chance.. However, in the past 5 months of my stay in Bangalore, I never got a chance to get dressed up as I am sharing a 2 BHK Apartment with 4 of my College-mate as I'm not able to afford individual accommodation due to the skyrocketing rents prevailing in the Garden city.
Facebook was my only way to vent my stress and freely roam around as Thaslima, My female persona in the virtual world. I have lot of friends in Facebook who knows me as Thaslima. And,I'm addicted to that virtual life. I cannot afford not logging into FB as Thaslima even for a day. As my roommates will be there all the time, I used to sit in a corner of the room when Facebooking (New verb, nice na ! :)) to avoid chances for my friends coming behind me and look into my laptop screen. Facebooking as thaslima was an Immense pleasure to me..I get a feel of living as Thaslima in real world as I surf around FB and the virtual world, talk to female and cross-dresser friends, chit-chatting, and all those female things.. Life as going as happy as it gets. Till last week!!!
Blog Intro
This is Thaslima. A girl by heart. my introduction is as simple as it gets. now, about the blog, My aim is to provide good quality crossdressing stories mostly based on indian context. Though I'm far from the foreign authors on the flair with the language, I'll try to put my best possible. I hope my stories will be enjoyable with the right mix of everything!. thanks for visiting this little garden of me. enjoy the stories..
Last but not the least, your comments are the most important and will come a long way in improving my language and writing skills and will encourage me to deliver more quality. good words and brick bats.. all are welcome :).
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