Hi everyone, I am Manish (liked to be called as Manisha). This sex story is all about how my naughty and kinky fantasies were fulfilled by my wife Koel.<\/p>\n
First, let me describe myself, I am a 29-year-old male, with a little-tanned skin tone, height is 5.5 ” with a small penis of 4″ size, currently working in a private bank, i am straight but always had a fantasy regarding female domination , BDSM and cross-dressing. I still remember when i was a teenager when my parents were out, I used to wear my mom’s innerwear and jerk off my small 4″ penis.<\/p>\n
Days passed and my fantasies at one point of time became an obsession. When I was in college , i bought a panty online and went to college wearing it bellow my pants. This continued till I met Koel.<\/p>\n
At that time I was around 27 and as I was having a well-settled job and my age is not getting younger, my parents decided that I should settle now. So as this is India, my parents are more enthusiastic than me, getting married.<\/p>\n
So they started looking for a bride , and that’s how I came across Koel.<\/p>\n
After our parents had met at her house, finally it was my turn of meeting her personally. So we met in a coffee shop in Mumbai, where I had seen her for the first time. She was a little tanned skin like all Indian girls, with beautiful eyes , and probably having the most innocent smile on earth. Her stats are 34-28-36 and height of 5.3″. She was a psychiatrist by profession.<\/p>\n
Seeing her for the first time I fell for her, the way she talked , the way she looked was just enough for me to agree to this marriage. Before marriage we kept on dating for some time and, ultimately I proposed her bending down my knees, on which she blushingly said yes.<\/p>\n
So we got married on 2014 December. We are in a deep love with each other and we are enjoying a healthy sex life.<\/p> \n\n
About 7 months passed off our marriage and all this while I had just forgotten about my fantasies that I had, but then I realized that I am committed now and I am not even gay. But “lust is completely different with that of love ” I realized this after some time. Even though my wife was quite satisfied with my small penis but still I was lacking enthusiasm in fucking her, as a result she was also not satisfied with me. My sex life was getting bored day by day.<\/p>\n
So i decided to relive my fantasies once again. I stole a bra and panty from her wardrobe and downloaded BDSM domination, where women a dominating submissive men and started jerking off by wearing those when she went to her parents or somewhere else.<\/p>\n
This thing continued till quite some time till one day. My wife went to her parents for a visit, as usual, she will come back next day.<\/p>\n
Koel : mai aabhi nikal rahihoon, kal tak wapis aajaungi.<\/p>\n
Me : K ( I call her k ) take the car.<\/p>\n
Koel : Ok<\/p>\n
Me : Drive safe haan !<\/p>\n
Koel : Haan baba ! Don’t worry. Take care haan.<\/p>\n
Me : Yeah I will, pohochke phone karna.<\/p>\n
Koel : Yeah.!! Chalo by.<\/p>\n
Me : By.<\/p>\n
K left and it brought a wicked smile and i said to myself ” I will take a very good care of myself”. I quickly went to my bedroom where I hide her innerwear. I took her skirt and top, got dressed properly. Applied some make-up on my face switched on my laptop and started playing with my small toy. I was jerking my cock as suddenly i heard the door opening. Calamity struck, koel open the door, seeing me in her dress and holding my tiny toy. She got the shock of her life as I could tell by looking at her face .<\/p>\n
K : WTF !! Tum kaya kar rahe ho ?<\/p>\n
(Actually she forgot her purse, and came back to take it)<\/p>\n
Me : Baby sorry !! Jo tum dekh rahi ho aisa kuch nehi hai , please believe me.<\/p>\n
K : kaya ?? To phir yeh kaya hai ?<\/p>\n
Me : I will try to explain all this to you.<\/p>\n
Us waqt mai bohot daar sa gaya, agar ise laga ki mai gay hoon, toh vo toh pakka mujhe chor ke chali jaygi. So I started crying.<\/p>\n
Me : Please believe me, please don’t leave me, I really love you. Please trust me , I really love you.<\/p>\n
K : I believe you, ghabrao mat I will not leave you.<\/p>\n
She came towards me and asked me to sit down.<\/p>\n
K : I won’t leave you, but I must know what was happening. First tum baitke relax karo. Take a deep breath.<\/p>\n
Me : Haan,I won’t lie I was jerking off wearing your clothes.<\/p>\n
K : Are you a gay ? I need to know, this .<\/p>\n
Me : I really don’t know.<\/p>\n
K : Don’t worry, I’m also a doctor. Trust me I won’t judge you.<\/p>\n
Then I told all about myself, my fantasies, my cross-dressing habits, porns. Everything that I was hiding from everyone.<\/p>\n
Me: Iss saab ke sath, ek sach aur bhi hai. I really love you.<\/p>\n
K smiles with a tear in her eye.<\/p>\n
Me : Now you tell me, am I a gay.<\/p>\n
K : No you are not. It’s just a state of mind. Yeh sirf tumhari ek fantasy, many men have this kinda fantasies. Aur kuch aurto kobhi aisi fantasies hoti hai. Don’t worry It’s all right.<\/p>\n
Me : Yeh sab jan neke baad, are you hating me ?<\/p>\n
K : No baba I’m your best friend na ? I love you and I always will<\/p>\n
This brought tears to my eye.<\/p>\n
K : Par ghussa hoon ki tumne yeh baat mujhse abtak chupai.Waise mere kapro mai tum toh mujhse bhi sexy lagrahe ho. ( Smiles ).<\/p>\n
Me : Sorry ! Ok now let me go, mujhe change karna hai.<\/p>\n
K : Par Chiku ( as she calls me ) mujhe tum aisehi cute lagrahe ho. Kuch der aise hi raho na.<\/p>\n
I felt very embarrassed by her statement. And she noticed that.<\/p>\n
K : Ok ok jao change karlo. Phir tumse kuch baat karna hai.<\/p>\n
I felt strange, I was wondering what she was up to. I came after changing. She prepared coffee for us and we sat in our drawing room. I wanted to speak but I was still nervous. Finally, she spoke.<\/p>\n
K : Abi mammy ko phone kiya maine. Aur bataya ki tumhari tabiyat thik nehi hai isi liye aaj nehi aasaki.<\/p>\n
Me : Sorry K. I am really sorry.<\/p>\n
K : Don’t be, its ok. Aur isiliye we need to clarify certain things.<\/p>\n
Me : Hmm.<\/p>\n
K : Chiku don’t worry, mai tumhari biwi ke pahele tumhari dost hoon. So I need to know everything.<\/p>\n
Me : Thik hai. Jo puch na hai pucho.<\/p>\n
K : Aurr kaya fantasies hai tumhari ?<\/p>\n
Me : BDSM, female domination.<\/p>\n
K : Female domination, is that include ass fucking ?<\/p>\n
I suddenly said “Haan but I haven’t tried it yet “, ise sunkar she started laughing.<\/p>\n
K : Aur BDSM mei kaya kaya pasnd hai ?<\/p>\n
Me : Handcuffs, chains,ball gag, blindfolds, but plugs etc.<\/p>\n
She went towards my laptop and checked porn folders.<\/p>\n
K : (Smiles) Hmm, toh tumhe aisi wali sex chahiye. Par tumhe kaya BDSM ka pura matlab patha hai ?<\/p>\n
Me : Porn mai jitna dikta hai, utna hi.<\/p>\n
K : Ok mai tumhe sab samjah dungi dont worry. Mai hoon na.<\/p>\n
Me : Thanks koel.<\/p>\n
K : Koi baat nehi, kal sunday hai. Kal hum shoping jayenge. Kal se tumhari training suru hogi.<\/p>\n
So that’s it, guys. Hope you guys have liked it. Please send me your feedback on . I will be back with its next part of the sex story.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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