Indian Gay Sex Story : Becoming Sister’s Gay Slut : 2

Indian Gay Sex Story : Becoming Sister's Gay Slut : 2

Indian Gay Sex Story: In the last story I told you about how my sister fucked me for the very first time by making me her bitch! After that, she fucked me every day like that for all 5 days that we were there. She abused my ass every night after making me dress up in her different clothes and used me like a toy.

Finally, we returned to my hometown and I felt relieved as well as sad. Sad because I had been having the best fucks ever and relieved because finally her blackmails would end! That night she told that I was supposed to come along with her to her hometown and stay with her for a few days. She had already taken permission from my mother. “You will have the best time of your life.” she winked and fingered me until I came in my own room!

The next morning I packed my bags for the trip and took a quick shower. When I came out, Vanitha was standing near my almirah oiling a weird looking thing in her hand. “Butt plug,” she said carelessly and came behind me. She raised my towel and placed it on my ass hole and pushed it in one go. I gasped and the thing just got stuck there plugging my ass shut!

She pulled my towel off and clicked a pic of me with my semi-hard penis and said: “You will be having that in your ass all through the journey and wear this thong inside your jeans.” I was shocked. “It’s an 8-hour train journey…” I said mortified. “So what?” she said and teased me with the pic on her phone. “Get ready now and don’t dare to take it out of your stinky ass,” she ordered me and left!

I somehow put on my clothes and we reached the station to board our train. I walked continuously because it felt really weird to have it in and stand up straight. Vanitha kept laughing at me sensing my discomfort.

Finally, the train arrived and we boarded it. I was still very uncomfortable with it and couldn’t even sit properly. My penis was perpetually semi-hard and kept leaking continuously! Every chance she got, Vanitha pushed that plug deeper into my ass and teased me saying “Bet you’re loving it, aren’t you bitch?” I was going crazy and even my dick was hurting now!

Finally, after an almost 9-hour long journey, we reached her hometown but instead of going to the home we stayed at a motel. She immediately asked me to take off my shirt and pant. I did and she giggled looking at the drenched thong! She rubbed my dick over the thong and played with the butt plug like it was a switch, pushing it repeatedly and turning it round and round inside my butt!

Finally, when she pulled it out, I wailed loudly like a true bitch! Then she told me to get completely naked and brought some stuff from her bag. It was a hair removing kit! I resisted but she grilled and blackmailed me and I complied. She applied the cream all over my body, even on my face.

After a few minutes, she told me to wash it off. As the water rinsed off the cream, so did all the hair and I was bare like a baby now! I liked the sensation of the smooth hairless skin. It made me feel sexy but the aching hole reminded me of the kind of slut I was!

When I came out, my cousin was pleased to see my smooth hairless body now. She handed me a pink bra and panties along with a tight sleeveless tee and a skimpy little skirt. “Put these on and come fast” she commanded. There was also a dildo of a strange shape in the pile of clothes. By now I knew what to do with it.

I dropped the towel, slowly slid the strange dildo into my ass. It had an upward curve and rubbed my prostate with every movement. My dick started to ooze precum again and the panties became wet as soon as I wore them. I hurriedly wore the clothes with a lot of discomfort in my ass and limped my way out of the bathroom.

Vanitha was sitting on the dressing table. She was dressed the same as me and was putting on some makeup. She made me sit down on the table and did some brushing on my face and lips. She even had a wig for me! “Well, you look like the true whore that you are now,” she said and spread my thighs apart. As she did, the dildo shifted inside and pressed against my prostate. I could the wetness in my panties and moaned involuntarily. “Good bitch… Did my work on your own today!” she smirked!

I looked at myself in the mirror and was shocked. It was a girl staring back at me! Vanitha had really made me a bitch. “Now that you are a girl, we will have to give you a girly name too! You’ll be Vansha from now,” she said and giggled. I liked the name. I liked the way I looked. I loved the way the dildo felt up my “stinky” ass!

“And now we’re going out,” she said. I looked at her confusion. “What did you think I’m getting you all dolled up for? We are going out now slut! Quickly now!” she commanded. I was scared to my bone now but I had no choice.

There was a taxi waiting for ur downstairs. We went to a big hotel with a bar and Vanitha ordered drinks for us. It was my first drink ever and I felt loose as soon as the Cosmopolitan hit me!

“So Vansha, aren’t you loving it? That dildo up your stinky ass?” she asked me winking. I felt shy and didn’t respond to her. “I know you love it, slut…” she laughed. She then took a remote out of her purse and again gave me her devilish smirk. “I wonder what would this do to you…” she said coyly.

She pressed a button on the remote and there was a slight buzzing in my ass. I gasped and moaned softly and begged her to stop it. I couldn’t sit straight with the buzzing and the bartender was already noticing me being weird. I pleaded her again and tried to snatch the remote from her.

She became furious and pressed another button and now the dildo was like rotating in my ass. I couldn’t keep my balance and just fell down on the floor. My whole body was just trembling uncontrollably! She pressed another button and I began screaming out loud like a slut. I was going mad and soon I exploded in my panties. It wet right through my skirt and still, she kept it on.

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Somehow I stood up rushed to the ladies room. I dropped my skirt and panties and took out the dildo and threw it away. My ass could still feel the wild vibrations! I waited there for a while expecting Vanitha to storm in furiously any minute but to my surprise, she never came.

I took out my phone from my purse and saw a message from her that read “Come to the room no. 31A”

I fixed myself a little. Put on the wet panties and skirt and walked out of the washroom. Outside, everyone was pointing at me and laughing. I stormed out of the bar and went to the designated room…