Shadow of a Saree

by Josephine Gonsalves

 

J becomes the "girlfriend": The school and college activities kept them apart for some time. They however met or ran into each other and promised to meet during the holidays. J missed his dressing sessions, yet L and M, were getting more comfortable with each other and he was their link. L had altered some of her saree blouses and petticoats to fit him.

During the Diwali holidays, they met again after a long break. L admitted her attraction to both of them and found it disturbing. She had read a few lesbian stories and found them erotic, but her attraction to cross dressing J was different. Cross dressing was stuff found in comedy movies, and for laughs. M admitted her strange attraction to L and J's feminine side. J admitted that he liked to wear feminine clothes, especially sarees.

Having confessed their mutual attraction for each other, they felt more comfortable with each other, leading to hand holding and hugs. It was M who started it all by suggesting that L and she exchange the clothes they were wearing. She was sure L would look voluptuous in her short blue denim skirt and T shirt, a change from the printed cotton saree, she was always wearing. M had only worn a saree a few times, for school plays and cultural events. But by wearing a saree she wanted to show her feminine self and maturity. L said that she had not worn a skirt for more than seven years, and was feeling shy to show off her legs. They could not have J, a male with them, while they were having feminine fun. It was time for "Josie" to emerge. No sooner had they said it, than they stood him up and quickly undressed him to his underwear. He quite enjoyed being 'bullied' by them, and offered no resistance. They stood back and admired his almost naked body for some time.

After a while L, led them to her bedroom, opened her steel cupboard and pointing to her sarees, asked him what he would like to wear. He could not decide, so M picked out a pink one. L found a matching blouse and petticoat and was searching for a bra when she was stopped by M who had pulled out a bra and panty from her purse, saying he was to wear some of her things too. L was a little surprised with this suggestion. She shyly asked Joseph to turn around, strip off his underwear and wear M's panty. He hastily did so, unable to hide his hardened member. This bought a blush to L's face, making her all the more shy by the minute, seeing J in M's panty. To hide her feelings she took up the petticoat and bra and started dressing J. While fixing the bra on J she noticed the size and remarked about the smaller cup size. Today there would not require much filling in the cups. M had joined in helping him get dressed and soon M's and L's fingers were touching each other over J's arms, shoulders, back etc. Joseph sensed the excitement building up and soon M was hugging L, with J sandwiched between them. The hug turned to a three way kiss. They broke off and L was suddenly very shy. M however continued petting and kissing her and soon L was kissing her back. L once again broke off the kiss saying that they needed to finish dressing J. They added a touch of eyeliner and lipstick, bangles, a necklace, earrings, a bindi on his forehead and finally the wig.

When he was transformed, M took J's hands, and placed them in L's. J moved into L's arms. L was already excited and she kissed him passionately. He responded and soon M had to break them apart. She said, "I think we are all going to be more than girlfriends". They stared laughing and soon were kissing each other. M reapplied lipstick to J's lips and led him to the couch, by the wall and asked him to sit there while his girlfriends exchanged clothes. She gave L a cassette and asked her to put on the tape recorder. Slow dance music filled the room. She led L to the center of the room and taking her in her arms started slow dancing. L's shyness was evident now, as she was not used to dancing like this, having grow up in a traditional way. But M had the older woman, somehow in control and continued dancing, holding her closer and twirling her every once in a while. Soon L's shyness was gone and she was dancing real close to M, their bodies meshed. J watching the scene was getting excited. Who would believe, L and M were slow dancing, like lovers. M was the one making all the first moves, while he and L were just following her. After some time M motioned for J to join them, and soon they were joined up in a three way slow dance. M hands were slowly caressing both L's and J's necks, faces, hands, backs and breasts. Their breathing was getting quick and short. Soon she had J move into L's arms, while she caressed her breast, from behind. Slowly she started undraping L's saree. She started by removing the pallu from L's shoulder, then the pleats and finally the entire saree. She did it real slow. L just snuggled back into her arms, taking J along with her. M placed the saree neatly on the couch and stared unhooking L's blouse, kissing her shoulders and ears. L in turn was kissing J's neck and cheeks and lips. When the blouse was unhooked she whispered in L's ears and gently peeled it from her shoulders. J could not help noticing the fall and rise of L's breast, as they strained against the bra. M then unhooked L's bra and turned her around to face her, as she pulled it gently from her body. L's back was now towards J, who cupped her breast from behind and gently started massaging her nipples. This was J's first touch of L's breasts and as he snuggled closer to L's soft behind, his excited member started climaxing. M had already loosened the draw strings of L's petticoat, which she drew down over her hips and let fall at her feet on the floor. She guided L so she could step out of the petticoat. With L nearly undressed M stared kissing and caressing L's breasts, with one hand while the other hand caressed her panty covered pussy. She soon had her excited and brought her to a shivering orgasm.

The orgasm released L of all her inhibitions and she became more active. J was recovering. M turned L around so she was in J's arms now and with one hand she caressed L's breasts, and the other she fondled J's member, thru his saree, petticoat and panty. In a few moments she had J once again climaxing and clinging to L for support. L guided J's arms around her neck, lifted his saree, cupped his buttocks and thighs, lifted him up so he was perched on her pelvis. He wrapped his legs around her him, like a woman in heat. J had a shivering climax, too excited to be carried by L, like a woman. L laid him on the couch and turned to M.

M opened up her arms to hug L, but L instead took M in her arms and started kissing her and caressing her. The older woman was soon taking up the lead. Soon she had unhooked and removed M's skirt, blouse and bra and was caressing her breasts. M was enjoying the sensation and moaning with delight calling L her lover and other endearments. Soon L had M sitting on the couch, while she kissed and caressed her thighs. While L pulled down M's panty and sank her face into her crotch, J came besides her and started kissing her and kneading her nipples and breasts. Soon M was grinding her hips and having a long orgasm. They slowly recovered and then L gently pulled M to her feet, led her to the middle of the room completely naked, and picking up her clothes, she started dressing M up in her petticoat, bra, blouse and saree. L herself was clad only in a panty and her breast kept juggling as she moved. L's blouse was a little tight and the bra cups a little large, but it would have to do. She led her to the dresser where she did up her face with eyeliner, lipstick, earrings and a bindi. Her hair she did in a bun. This made M look a little older but very attractive. She looked like a young housewife, unlike the girl who dressed in jeans and T shirts.

A few kisses later, M started dressing L in her skirt, bra and blouse. The bra barely covered the much larger breast of L's. Her skirt was tight and short, as L's hips were much larger than M's. The T shirt fit very snug and her breast really stuck out. Her exposed thighs were pale compared to her arms and face, but very attractive. When she stepped into the high heeled shoes she looked like a tall, sexy woman, a far cry from the woman in saree. M added eye shadow, liner, lipstick and large hoop earrings. Her hair she fluffed out in western style. L looked completely different and sexy in her outfit. While she was admiring her new style in the mirror, she became more confident.

In the meanwhile, M went to J and picked him up cradle style. M looked different and more feminine and J wondered if M was picking him up just to show him that although she looked feminine, he was still, her woman, as long as he was dressed as a woman. L asked J if he enjoyed being lifted and carried like a woman. He smiled, so she asked M to transfer him to her arms. This was really too much, to be transferred from one woman's arms to another like a baby. His woman friends were much stronger than him. They made him feel very weak and feminine. They were lifting him with ease and the beauty of it all was that he was enjoying it so much that he wished they just carry him in turns the whole evening. It was exciting for them too, and L carried him around the room, stopped in front of the mirror to enjoy her new found freedom. He saw himself, a pretty woman dressed in a pink saree, cradled in the arms of an attractive buxom woman dressed in a short denim skirt and tight T shirt. L was really enjoying carrying J. He did not expect to be carried by her and feel so feminine, in her arms. She too had not expected lifting and carrying J would bring out the passion in her. She bent her neck and started kissing him which excited him even more. Now he was like a bride, being carried off his feet and kissed at the same time. L the shy one had cradled and kissed him. She, who was so feminine, when dressed in a saree, now that she was dressed in western style was enjoying treating him like a lady. After some time M said it was her turn, so he was transferred from L arms to M's, once again like a baby. She too kissed him as she cradled him. He was having so many climaxes, that the front of his saree was all wet with his come. He was enjoying his total submission to these two women. She stopped in front of the mirror so he could see himself in the arms of a tall, attractive, young woman, dressed in a printed cotton saree.

M noticed his wet saree and gently laid him on the couch. While she was straightening up, L came up behind her and cupped her breasts. M started feeling excited and ground her buttocks against L's pussy. L was now feeling very confident and decided to take the lead. She turned M around and lifted her in her arms. M was surprised at L's action and clung to her neck. L carried M in the same way, she had carried J. M was taller than L and heavier than J, yet L carried her without strain. M realized that L was quite strong and relaxed in L's arms. L too realized that she was the one in control today. She was not going to hold back. Today M was going to be her lady. She was going to be the butch.

J watched L, as she carried M in her arms. M's arms were around L's neck and her face was buried in her shoulder, in total surrender. L bent her neck and soon they were kissing passionately. J wondered at L's strength. She had earlier been so shy and passive, but here she was dressed in western outfit, lifting M and treating M as her bride. J realized that M who was the active one earlier, was quite enjoying this passive role and was moaning, while L still carried her like a bride. Maybe dressing in a saree had bought out her hidden feminine side, just as dressing in western clothes had bought out the latent 'butch' side of L..

L sat on a chair and had M sit on her lap. She continued to kiss her and fondle her breasts. M's eyes were closed and she moaned. L lifted up the saree and slowly started caressing M's thighs, till she had reached her pussy. Her finger played with M's pussy under the saree and M moaned and kissed L more and more passionately. Soon she was begging L to take her. L pushed her on to the couch and spread her legs. Her fingers slid in and out of M's now wet pussy. Soon she had M wriggling in climax and slid up her body, her legs between M's spread legs.

M recovered and soon started kissing L. In a short time the position was reversed and L was having a long climax. When L was quiet she motioned to J to come near her. She lifted his saree and petticoat and pulled down his underwear. She found his member and revived it with gentle tickling. She had him sit on her lap, as she stroked him to yet another climax. She motioned to L to sit in her other lap. L who a little while ago was acting like a butch meekly obeyed and sat on her lap. M held on to her two girlfriends. Soon they retreated to the bed where M slept in the middle with one arm around L and one around J. They each understood that it was going to be this way, from now on.

With M, now clearly the dominant one, L and J only met at L's place as often as was possible. M was always in charge and took the lead. Sometimes though L would ask M to wear her saree and she would wear M's skirts or trousers. On these occasions, she took the lead and was the butch for the evening. J enjoyed these times best, as then she would initiate lifting him and he always enjoyed when she and M took turns carrying him, like a bride. She still carried them in turns and even M enjoyed being 'femmed' sometimes.

J was growing up and getting a little heavier. M had him wear skirts and dresses, but he enjoyed wearing sarees the best. In a saree he was transformed into M 's & L's docile bride.

When L was forced to marry a rich man, by her uncles and aunts, it ended their women/girl/cd friendship. She moved to Delhi, had children and only met them briefly once when she came to visit her elatives in Bombay. Her mother moved to her native place in Gujarat. Still J could not forget her and wrote and telephoned her regularly.

Without L, and her place where they could meet, J and M drifted apart, but still remained friends.

M. got a job as an airhostess, with an international airline. She was in and out of relationship with both male(public) and females (secretly), for some time, till she too got married and moved with her family to Canada.

J finished college, did his MBA and joined his present job. He lived quietly, dressing in sarees secretly at home, waiting to meet someone who would understand his 'special needs', remembering those happy times.

  

  

  

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