Fantasy Sex stories of indian Actresses

[sanjaysara]

part 5 (last part) 

Kumar was excited. He loved it when a woman gave him a rim job in the back seat of his taxi van. He leaned up a bit for Madhuri, watching as she lowered her head. His saliva coated balls rubbed up against her forehead as she parted her lips and slipped her tongue between his ass cheeks. Within seconds, she found his little dark hole, after he leaned up a little bit more. Kumar let out a loud moan as Madhuri's tongue began to twirl and lick around his dark hole.

 
"Ohhhhhh, yes! Ohhhhhh, fuck yeah!! There you go, babe! That's it, such a wonderful woman! Filthy like a fucking Bitch!"
 

Her long pony tail moved a bit from her shoulders while she continued to twirl her tongue between his ass crack. Kumar was tempted to reach down and undo the ponytail, but stopped himself. If she wanted to remove it, she would do it herself he figured. Madhuri continued to lick between his ass cheeks while Kumar was panting and groaning. Her hand was still wrapped around his dick,but she didn't stroke it. This made him relax a bit with his coming orgasm, as he wasn't ready to blow his load for her just yet. Madhuri eventually let go of his cock while licking around the little hole between his ass cheeks. She moved her hands over her large breasts, giving the only hint of what she was about to do with his sticky cock next. Finally, she pulled back from his ass and then Madhuri held her breasts up while gazing up into his eyes. She spoke in Hindi, hinting what was to come next.
 
“tum mere stan bakavaas karana chaahate ho?"
 
All it took was for Kumar to see her holding her breasts up for him that was how he knew that she was asking him to fuck her tits. He smirked to her, raising his bare ass from the leather seat under him to stand up. He grabbed his cock, guiding it between her famous tits as he replied.
 
"Fuck yeah!! I would love to fuck your tits, babe!"
 
She shook her head, quickly responding back to him in an angry tone.
 
"No! stan! Say it right, saar!!"
 
"Alright, your stan! I want to fuck your stan, Madhuri!"
 
"There! That sounded better!"
 
She began to giggle a bit while holding her breasts apart and sliding them over his cock. Kumar moved his hands back, as it appeared Madhuri was taking over for this titty fucking session. Madhuri squeezed her large breasts together, trapping his cock before she began to pump them up and down. Kumar moaned, calling out to her.
 
"Ohhhhhh, fuck! Yes!! Every man who seen you before, has gotta be dreaming about these boobs! They're fucking wonderful!"
 
A soft little smile moved past her lips. Madhuri gazed into his eyes, just before closing her eye lids and moaning. She loved to fuck a man with her tits. Madhuri knew that her body was built for titty fucking, never neglecting to put those epic breasts to great use. Kumar stood there, watching as his cock would disappear between the folds of her massive boobs and then the head would pop back up. Over and over, she continued to fuck his long shaft with her tits. Madhuri opened her eyes, moaning as she teased him in her sexy accent that caused her words to slur a bit.
 
"You like that? Ohhhhh, yeah! I bet you do! Feeling this big fuckin' cock, going back and forth between these lovely tits, eh? Mmmmmmm!!"
 
"Fuck yeah, ohhhhh man. Those tits are the best thing ever, oh my god!"
 
She didn't even bother correcting him this time around. How could she? Any man would become lost in pleasure when experiencing her great giant breasts fucking their cock. Over and over, Madhuri continued to pump her breasts back and forth, up and down. She worked her breasts, hoping to eventually make him cum. Kumar began to pant, realizing that Madhuri's epic tits were going to force him to blow his load early. He wanted to save his cum, just like before when he made a huge mess over the last famous woman that rode in the back of his taxi. Kumar cried out, placing his hand on her shoulder to force her to stop.

 
"Ohhhh, babe! Come on, stop! You're gonna make me blow my fucking nuts before I even get a chance to fuck you!"
 
"Mmmmm, You are lucky that I'm gonna allow you to make me stop!"
 
Madhuri responded to him after pumping her breasts one final time. She let out a moaning sigh as he pulled his cock from her breasts. Kumar offered her a hand to pull her up from her knees. Kumar pointed to the front seats of the taxi, specifically moving his index finger to show her the slide out panel where the front passenger's seat was.
 
"See that, babe?"
 
"Yes, what about it?"
 
"I want you to hold onto that. When I fuck a woman in the back of my cab, that's my favorite position to take her. Hold onto that for me, I'll take you from behind."
 
"Ohhhhh, you like doggy style, eh?"
 
"That's right, babe! Now, come on for me."
 
Madhuri began to turn around for him and get into position as he requested. She placed her left hand over the slide out panel and then glanced over her shoulder back to him.
 
"Wait, just' one ting first! I've got a request to ask!"
 
"What's that, babe?"
 
"Will you let me get on top and you can pump that big cock in my ass?
 
Kumar laughed as her accent was slurring her speech around quite a bit. He nodded his head to her, but not without replying.
 
"Sure, but only if you do something for me."
 
"And that would be?"
 
"I want you to tell me the Hindi word for 'ass', so I can know what to say when I'm pumping my cock in your thick, fucking beautiful Mexican ass."
 
Madhuri smirked and nodded to him.
 
"Oh, sure! I'll tell You that right now! The word is ' nitamb '."
 
Once again, Kumar laughed to her before teasing in his reply.
 
"You like to get fucked in the nitamb, Madhuri?"
 
Biting her lower lip, she grinned upon nodding. Kumar was smiling big, flashing his teeth to her. Madhuri turned her head and then planted both hands over the slide out panel above the passenger's seat, just as he had requested moments earlier. Her heels were planted down into the floor of the van, spread out to reveal her thick juicy ass and moist clit waiting for his cock. From this position, Madhuri could see clearly out of the front windshield. The car park was mostly empty, apart from a few cars in a distance from where they were parked. Taking in a deep breath, she waited for him to slide that cock into her pussy.
 

"Alright, come on! Come now, I know you wanna fuck me, so do it!"
 
"Tell me that in Hindi, babe!"
 
" mujhe chodo! Come on, mujhe chodo You kinky fuckin' man!!"
 
Kumar reared his left hand back and spanked her left ass cheek as she spoke to him. He took a step forward, sliding his cock into her warm, wet pussy. Madhuri took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she felt him entering her. He thrust his cock into her pussy nice and slow at first, getting used to the tightness of her clit. Madhuri bit her lower lip, just before yelling out to him in Hindi.
 
" bhaad mein jao mujhe pata hai ki tum chaahate ho, mujhe isakee aavashyakata hai! mujhe chodo!!"
 
Suddenly, Kumar began to pick up steam and pound his cock into her pussy back and forth. He placed one hand over the small of her back, watching as her ass cheeks bounced with each thrust he made into her pussy. His other hand reared back and spanked her left cheek yet again. Madhuri's body began to shake, leaning up against the panel as he had instructed her to do. Her large breasts began to bounce and move all around from underneath her body. Her pony tail fell from her left shoulder and bounced around with each hard thrust he sent into her. Kumar spanked her ass again, yelling out.
 
"God, you're so fucking tight! Yes, that's it! God, this body was built to be fucked!"
 
Madhuri began to scream to him in her native Hindi language.
 
" phak me, phak me, phak mee! haan, mujhe yah pasand hai!!"
 
Though he had no idea what all of her words meant, he knew the repeated word of ' mujhe chodo ' had to be Hindi for 'Fuck me'. Kumar didn't stop, he began to pump his cock into her harder and faster. Madhuri lost her grip initially on the panel, moving her right hand to force a new grip over it. She opened her eyes and gritted her teeth, screaming out to him in English words this time.

 
"OHHHHHH, YES, YES, YES!! THAT'S IT, FUCK ME!! THAT'S HOW I LIKE IT, FUCK ME, YEAH!!"
 
He reared his hand back and spanked the left cheek of her ass like before.
 
"Tell me that in Hindi, babe! Go on, do it for me!! Tell me that you're my whore, babe!"
 
Yet again, he spanked her ass while still thrusting his cock back and forth into her pussy. Madhuri groaned, moaning as she was nearly out of breath. She needed a moment to catch herself, closing her eyes before she spoke to him in Hindi to fulfill his wish.
 
" main aapakee veshya hoon !! mujhe sah lo ... sar!"
 
Her voice squealed in a high pitch upon the last word. Madhuri was so close to reaching her climax, she didn't care anymore, she wanted it now. For some reason, Kumar just loved hearing her say ' veshya '. It was so sexy to him, apart from her accent slurring her words every other time she spoke. He heard the word 'cum' in her speech, figuring that she was trying to tell him that she was close. He gripped her left ass cheek with his left palm, squeezing her soft firm skin as he continued to buck his hips and drive his cock and back and forth into her pussy. Kumar grunted, calling out to her yet again.
 
"Yeah, you're my whore babe! God, you're so fucking wonderful! I want to make you cum, would you like that, babe!?"
 
"OHHHHHHH, YES! YESSSS!! MAKE ME CUM, YOU KINKY FUCKIN' MAN! YES, YES!! I AM YOUR PUTA, YOUR NASTY FUCKIN' PUTA AND YOU LOVE EVERY MOMENT OF IT!!"
 
"Yes I do, babe! YES I FUCKING DO!!"
 
When he yelled to her, Madhuri closed her eyes. She was only seconds away from bursting. Her body began to tense up, her legs slightly shaking as she cried out to him.
 
"OHHHH!! FUCK ME, OHHHHH, YESSSSS!!"
 

Kumar's jaw dropped when he felt Madhuri's clit tighten up and release into a wet climax. Her juices flushed over his cock hard, but he remained still after one final pump into her wonderful pussy. Madhuri was gasping for her breath, crying out so loud he wondered if her voice could be heard echoing from outside the taxi van. To prevent his own self from releasing an orgasm, Kumar slid his cock out of her pussy, watching it slither out. Madhuri was still catching her breath while her hands remained gripping the slide out panel. Kumar went down to his knees, watching her juices trail from her thighs. He brought his tongue over skin and began to lick the trail, collecting all of her sweet warm juices.
 
"Ohhhhh, my...Mmmmmm, lick it up for me, yeah..."
 
He considered it an achievement to prevent his own orgasm from not erupting inside her pussy, or between her tits earlier. Kumar licked up every drop of her juices that came out from her clit before he moved away. Madhuri let go of the panel, turning around to face him. As they stood together, he leaned down and kissed her lips. She brushed her tits up against his chest, not even bothered that he never removed his T-shirt from his torso. Once their lips pulled apart, Madhuri smirked to him and was quick to remind him what they had to do next.
 
"I hope You haven't forgotten so soon!"
 
Kumar shook his head, chuckling at her words.
 
"How could I forget? You wanted to get on top, right?"
 
She nodded, smirking to him. He continued speaking.
 
"Well, did you enjoy yourself, babe?"
 
With a smile, she nodded her head to him.
 
"Yes! I had a lot of fun!"
 
"I think I've gotta get you over to Mahabalipuram now, right? Well, once you get your face all cleaned up and dressed back in your clothes."
 
Madhuri bust out laughing. She opened her mouth, revealing her perfect small white teeth as she made her signature laugh. Shaking her head to him, she responded.
 
"Oh no, I don't think I wanna go see my friend now. You gave me quite a day on your own! I'll get myself cleaned up and get dressed again. I'm going to request for you to drive me back to my hotel, it's not far. You better put your underwear and pants back on, can't drive this cab without any pants."
 
He laughed at her response, nodding his head.
 
"Yeah, you're right about that babe."
 
She wiped some of the cum from her face, glancing back at him before speaking again.
 
"Don't forget the naughty Hindi lines I taught you today. If you try those on any Hindi speaking ladies around here, just don't blame me if they slap you in the face because they will know what you're saying."
 
When he smiled to her, Madhuri bust out laughing again. He couldn't help but nod to her.
 
"Oh yeah, I'll remember that. Thank you, babe! I'm going to be dreaming those words, I'll forever hear them in your sexy voice."
 
Together, they moved around the cab to collect their clothes while Madhuri had to clean her face up. After Kumar had put his underwear and pants back on, he went back to the front seat of the cab to collect some paper towels and help her. From his wandering eye, noticed a bit of cum stains that ended up on the floorboard of the van, making a mental note that he would have to scrub the floor later on. He had just had the time of his life with a woman he had fantasized about for so many years. After several minutes of cleaning up and getting dressed back up, he decided that he wasn't even going to charge her the fare. It was one way he show the lovely famous woman a token of his appreciation before driving her home.
 
THE END