The Beginning

Every story has to begin somewhere, mine started several years ago when I was 15 years old. 

I remember that day very clearly, it was the day after Eid. Everyone had gone to my Uncle's home leaving me alone to study for the Maths exam. After little bit of study I saw my little sisters Salwar kameez lying on her room. 

It was a beautiful pink one with stone and embroidery works all over it. When she showed it to me for the first time I had an immediate liking to it. Since I am home alone I undressed and wore it.

I am a male and I am wearing a female dress and I should have felt the guilt, rather I was astonished by beautiful I was. 

"I am so beautiful" I thought. Praising my beauty in the mirror. 

That's when my journey started. I started wearing my sisters clothes and started to feel like a girl both inside and outside. I was longing to be alone just to see myself in pretty girly clothes. I had a secret, not even my best friend knew. They cannot know. 

I had to keep this is a secret because if anyone knows about my secret then I would bring shame to my orthodox family and community. I started to focus on my studies so that I can get into a good college abroad and be independent. After very hard work, my dream came true. I got selected to a college in Europe. 

Finally Freedom. I can explore secret without any worries. 

Freedom is not what I thought. Staying alone is not possible with limited budget I had room mates and back to hiding. Roomies usually go out on weekends so I had little bit of freedom to explore my feminine self. I loved the little alone time I got. 

Then I got into the world of social media and dating apps. I had several matches spoke with many, been a virtual slut for some and really liked one of the desi guy. He is married guy with 2 kids and worked in a bank. We spoke for several months and exchanged few pics. I really liked the way he spoke but I had no idea how far it go.  

One day I got a message from him asking me if  I was okay to meet him. I got anxious and didn't even login into the app. Next day I messaged him why. 

He said he was free that weekend and wanted to see me face to face since we have been chatting for months.

I said okay. 

But I was still anxious about what might happen.  We met at a cafe and he was a perfect gentlemen. He made me blush a lot and appreciated me whenever he gets a chance.

After that meet, we grew closer. He knew I am virgin sissy and told me he would be lucky if he can pop my cherry. 

I thought he was the perfect guy and I immediately said okay to him

-- To be continued.