Crossdressed like an Indian Housewife & Fucked Hard by a Delivery Boy

Hi friends, Rani here. I am a male however I love to wear female clothes whenever I am alone. I maintain my body in a very feminine way. I wax all my body hair and I daily apply body butter cream after having bath to keep my skin soft and smooth. I don’t have facial hair and in every 15 days, I undergo threading treatment for removal of any sign of facial hair. Due to my crossdressing habit, I have rented a flat in which I stay alone. I have all types of ladies clothes. Bras, panties, sarees, salwar kameez, tops, skirts and nighties.

I have even bought 3 types of hair wigs and two pairs of breast forms. For your information, breast forms are silicon breasts with silicon adhesive which I can attach to my chest. They look like real breasts.

I keep myself dressed whenever I am in flat. When dressed, no one can guess that I am a male; instead I look like a beautiful Indian lady. My height is 5’8 inches and figure of 36-32-36. Sometimes, out of curiosity I get dressed and go out of my flat to the nearby market or to the shopping mall and guess what, no one recognizes me as a crossdresser. Instead, men and boys stare at my body with lusty eyes. Some bad boys even tried to follow me on bikes.

This day after having bath, I wore my wig which had long black hair curled up from the ends. Then I opened my wardrobe and took out my 36 inch breast forms pair. I attached the breast forms on my chest. My breasts had black nipples. I hid my semi hard penis in between my thighs and wore a black panty. The panty was so soft and it covered my ass so well that I had already started feeling like a lady.

Then I took out a black color bra. I placed my breasts in the bra cups and hooked the bra from behind. I had formed a deep hot cleavage. Now I wondered what to wear for the day. I chose a blue satin saree. First of all, I took out a blue petticoat. I wore the petticoat and tied its knot just under my belly. On my god, the material of the petticoat touched and brushed on my thighs giving me goosebumps.

Then I took out a light blue coloured blouse which was made of satin cotton. I wore the blouse and it had hooks on the front. The blouse was tight on my breast and arms. It had a deep neck cut and back cut as well. I stood in front of the mirror. I was looking very pretty and hot. I had a good amount of cleavage exposed from my blouse to make any man go mad.

Then I started draping the blue saree around my petticoat and finally made a two fold pallu and pinned it on my blouse. I was looking very gorgeous. Now it was time to wear makeup and accessories. I sat near the dressing table. First of all I applied liquid foundation cream on my face and gave it a finishing touch by applying powder foundation all over it. Then I applied eyeliner on my eye lids and finally applied kajal near my eyebrows.

Then I applied dark pink colored lipstick on my lips. I took out a blue colored small bindi and applied it on my forehead. Then I took red sindoor in my fingers and applied sindoor on my maang. Makeup was done. I took two gold imitated earrings and wore them on my ears. Then took out a mangal sutra necklace and wore it around my neck.

Then I took out a pair of payals and wore them around my feet. All was done so I went to my wardrobe and took out ten blue colored glass bangles and wore five each around my wrists. Now when I stood near the mirror, I could see myself as a perfectly dressed Indian housewife.

It was 5 pm in the evening and was raining heavily. So I just stood in my balcony to enjoy the rain and the cold weather. While standing in the balcony, I saw a courier delivery boy standing below my apartment building getting all drenched in the rain. The security guard was not letting him in the building. Mischievous thoughts came to my mind and I shouted at the guard to let him in as I wanted to courier a document.

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