18-12-2023, 01:55 AM
UPDATE 3
Recap -
She then heard the sound of door unlocking, she slightly saw the glimpse of a man exiting the van from back side and then a darkness swept over her and she closed her eyes in the after glow of a huge orgasmic pleasure.
Now continue -
Kriti was completely shocked with the shooting location incident, on one hand she was completely taken back that an unknown person entered her vanity van and molest her to his heart content, while on the other hand she kinda admired the guts of her tormentor. That night Kriti was in dilemma, her logical mind telling her to complain about the incident to the authorities, while her body demands were rebelling against that thought, that whole night Kriti toss and turn to find a trade off between these two extremes.
Besides tossing and turning the entire night she also did something by replaying today’s incident in her mind, yes you guessed it right, she masturbated like a woman possessed, her entire bed sheet was drenched in her pleasure juice, her hairs were a mess and were sticking to her face due to the excessive amount of sweat because of her “BED CARDIO”. She tried hard not to indulge in that satanic activity but all of her thoughts and so called morals were outflow in the typhoon of lust which emerged within her.
Next morning Nupur Sanon knocked on her sister’s door when Kriti was late than usual from her wake up time, Kriti listened the knock but because of late night BED CARDIO she slept late and was kinda disoriented, but then she felt like Nupur turning the door knob and she got the gravity of the situation, she was completely naked, she looked at her bed which was a disastrous mess due to the late night activities from the lusty thoughts of her tormentor.
To hide her not so pure handiwork, she quickly pulled the blanket over her, Nupur entered the room and there her role model elder sister was still in bed, she frown at Kriti.
NUPUR SANON
Why are you still in bed? Doesn’t you have shoot today at 11 am?
She moved closer to the Kriti’s bed and there she got the whiff of a lusty smell, initially she didn’t get where this funny smell coming from but after a moment she knew that it’s coming from Kriti’s bedsheet.
NUPUR SANON
Why this weird smell coming from your bed? and what’s smell is this?
Kriti was felling utterly humiliated how could she told her beloved little sister that her prim and proper sister masturbated the entire night by thinking about how she got tormented in her own vanity van all while she loved getting tormented by a unknown creep, and then at night she replayed all that incident like a movie in her mind and finger fuck herself to unconsciousness like a sex depraved maniac.
She hesitate a moment to answer about the smell, but ultimately she have to answer Nupur as she looked like in a mood where she demand a answer.
KRITI SANON
It’s nothing last night I spilled some juice and was lazy and tired enough to change the bedsheet so slept over it, so chill hihi
(she laughed nervously)
Nupur gave her a weird unconvincing look, but what else Kriti should told her that her goody two shoe sister spilled her own juice by thinking about how she was liking getting tormented by an unknown creep.
Nupur left the room, Kriti sigh in relief that her sister couldn’t found out her dirty secret, she quickly got out of bed completely nude (nangi) and bolted her room’s door, then she saw the reflection of herself in the mirror, and what she saw there was not a rich and famous actress, she saw a messed up girl with ruffled hairs and stains of her own pussy juice on her body, especially her lips as in the typhoon of lust she start licking her own juice at night.
She got ashamed by looking at her 2 rupee whore(randi) look, she rushed in the bathroom as soon as she started peeing, she again felt that tingling sensation in her naughty pussy, she rubbed it again but stopped in midst as she remember who she was, a famous independent and ultra feminist bollywood actress.
SHOOTING LOCATION LATER
Kriti was done her shooting part and was free till the next shot, she was tired from her last night bed cardio but was kinda hesitant to went to her vanity van, because slowly she got the feeling that she was losing control over her own body that she might get subdued by her bodily needs and that creep might came again and torment her, although she was giving herself all those logical arguments but at the same time she felt some funny sensations by thinking yesterday’s adventure in her vanity van.
One of her helper asked her whether she want to go to her vanity van as the next shot of her was quite late, but due to her low confidence over her body she declined the offer and was willing to sit among people, so yesterday’s shameful incident didn’t repeat itself.
She sat there for quite some time, the crew people were confused about why she was sitting there in the heat rather than taking rest in her vanity van, but who should told them that their Kriti madam was afraid, she was afraid from her own body that she was under the control of her bodily desires that she was gullible to indulge in a sexual act by an unknown tormentor and that her guilty pleasure was she liked it all.
After quite some time she felt like peeing, she asked about the washroom from a crew member, the member directed her to the washroom and offered to accompany her, as today she was shooting in a secluded place, so apart from crew and actors no one was there, as they need to shoot there for few days, they created a temporary washroom in the far extreme of shooting location, Kriti being an independent and self-made heroine declined the help from a low ranking crew person.
She started walking towards the washroom, although she could go to her vanity van washroom but again she couldn’t trust her body any further, soon she was out of the shooting vicinity, for a moment she flinch after surveying the secluded location around the washroom and regret her decision of not letting that crew member accompany her but then her independent and courageous woman instincts kick in, and she decided to do the petty task of peeing on her own without any external help.
She reached the temporary washroom, the first thing she felt was a strong smell of piss due to the use by so many crew members regularly, she felt like throwing up for a moment but as she couldn’t hold her pee any longer, she decided to pee there only.
She opened the door and was greeted by a horrible sight of dirty toilet seat with the yellow liquid spilled all over the place. For a moment she felt nausea but that was overpowered the desire to empty her bladder, she somehow entered the dirty toilet, she had some napkins with her, she started cleaning the yellow liquid from the seat to the best of her ability, in the whole process she felt like throwing up so many times but ultimately she made the toilet seat somewhat clean to sit, she sat on the seat and lifted her skirt up and lower her panty, she started peeing, a sense of pleasure swept over her, she again felt a tingling sensation in her naughty pussy while urinating.
When she was done urinating instead of lowering her panty, she involuntarily started rubbing her needy pussy, although her logical mind was shouting at her not to be swept by the typhoon of lust, but the pleasurable feeling was too intense for her to listen to her logical mind. The pussy rubbing moments became furious with each passing second, soon we saw the famous bollywood actress, a so called independent woman, and a pro feminist, rubbing her pussy like a woman possessed, like she don’t give a fuck about her reputation if caught in act by a crew member.
But her pleasurable feeling din’t last long, she heard a knock on the bathroom door, she froze in shock, her conscious mind kicks in, she got the gravity of situation, that what she was doing in oblivion to the reality.
She heard another knock on the door but no one said a word, somehow her instincts told her that it must be that tormentor, her logical mind shouted at her not to open the door at any cost but her bodily needs revolted against it. Her right hand moved towards the door knob, her left hand tried to stop it, but was overpowered by the wind of lust and power of right hand, she unbolted the door.
She waited for her tormentor to burst into the washroom and bangd her like a bitch, ravish her senseless, but against her expectation no one entered the washroom, she wait for few more moments but still no one entered, she got frustrated, she knew someone was in front of the door as she can see a shadow from beneath the door gap, with every passing seconds her bodily needs getting stronger and stronger, she needs the relief instantly and she knew she couldn’t get that from her fingers, she desperately needed a touch and not just any touch, she needs the touch of that man, only her TORMENTOR TOUCH.
She couldn’t take it anymore. She shouted.
KRITI SANON
Mujhe pata he tum bahar ho, jo karne he kar dalo, ye game mat khelo mere saath, you fucking creep.
But the guy didn’t said a word, Kriti was amazed that even after her invitation why he’s not entering the washroom, in frustration she hit the floor from her feet, then she heard a manly voice “ankh band kar”
Kriti was happy that finally the tormentor responded, she didn’t flinch even for a second and followed the tormentor order.
KRITI SANON
Kar li
(she really did close her eyes)
Then she heard the voice of the washroom door opening, her body was getting goosebumps because of extreme pleasure that it going to receive soon, there we saw a famous bollywood actress sitting on a dirty toilet seat in a public toilet with her skirt up to he thighs and her panty down to her kneed with her pussy open to be used by her tormentor whom she hate.
She heard the footsteps approaching near her and then the sound of footsteps stopped, she felt the presence of someone in front of her, she expected to again feel the sensual touches from the creep like last time but against her expectation this time the tormentor instantly grabbed her pussy hard, the grip was so hard on her pussy that Kriti cried in pain ‘ahhh no’ but the tormentor didn’t stop, he increased the pressure on her naughty pussy, slowly that pain turned to naughty pleasure for Kriti.
She started moaning like a bitch (umm... aahhh... ohhhhh... yasssssss), then she felt fingers entering her needy pussy, first one enters then second like that three fingers enters her pussy, her pussy was overstretched from the three fingers, but she didn’t care she was getting what she was craving, the lusty pleasure.
KRITI SANON
Ahhhh... yass.... Do it... yes yes like tha....omg... So fucking good, I’m there yas yas do it fast, like that twist like that
She was babbling like a 2 rupee whore in a public restroom getting tormented by someone who’s face she still didn’t see, then she cum, she cum like niagara fall, the entire front portion of toilet seat was drenched by her naughty pussy thick and sticky juice, which gave a light yellow color after getting mixed with the yellow piss of her crew members, she was gasping and was covered in sweat, her hairs stick on her face, and a creepy perverted satisfied smile appeared on her face.
She slightly opened her eyes to the sight of him leaving the restroom, she again saw him from backside, then reality hit her that she the famous bollywood actress, was sitting in a public restroom with her legs wide apart like a slut, and who just got tormented again by that creep and the thing she afraid the most was she knew for sure this time that she enjoyed the tormenting to the fullest, that this guy, unleashed something unholy within her, which she didn’t know would led her to god knows what path. She quickly made herself presentable so she didn’t looked a bimbo slut and left the washroom with her tormentor no where in sight.
To be continued...
Recap -
She then heard the sound of door unlocking, she slightly saw the glimpse of a man exiting the van from back side and then a darkness swept over her and she closed her eyes in the after glow of a huge orgasmic pleasure.
Now continue -
Kriti was completely shocked with the shooting location incident, on one hand she was completely taken back that an unknown person entered her vanity van and molest her to his heart content, while on the other hand she kinda admired the guts of her tormentor. That night Kriti was in dilemma, her logical mind telling her to complain about the incident to the authorities, while her body demands were rebelling against that thought, that whole night Kriti toss and turn to find a trade off between these two extremes.
Besides tossing and turning the entire night she also did something by replaying today’s incident in her mind, yes you guessed it right, she masturbated like a woman possessed, her entire bed sheet was drenched in her pleasure juice, her hairs were a mess and were sticking to her face due to the excessive amount of sweat because of her “BED CARDIO”. She tried hard not to indulge in that satanic activity but all of her thoughts and so called morals were outflow in the typhoon of lust which emerged within her.
Next morning Nupur Sanon knocked on her sister’s door when Kriti was late than usual from her wake up time, Kriti listened the knock but because of late night BED CARDIO she slept late and was kinda disoriented, but then she felt like Nupur turning the door knob and she got the gravity of the situation, she was completely naked, she looked at her bed which was a disastrous mess due to the late night activities from the lusty thoughts of her tormentor.
To hide her not so pure handiwork, she quickly pulled the blanket over her, Nupur entered the room and there her role model elder sister was still in bed, she frown at Kriti.
NUPUR SANON
Why are you still in bed? Doesn’t you have shoot today at 11 am?
She moved closer to the Kriti’s bed and there she got the whiff of a lusty smell, initially she didn’t get where this funny smell coming from but after a moment she knew that it’s coming from Kriti’s bedsheet.
NUPUR SANON
Why this weird smell coming from your bed? and what’s smell is this?
Kriti was felling utterly humiliated how could she told her beloved little sister that her prim and proper sister masturbated the entire night by thinking about how she got tormented in her own vanity van all while she loved getting tormented by a unknown creep, and then at night she replayed all that incident like a movie in her mind and finger fuck herself to unconsciousness like a sex depraved maniac.
She hesitate a moment to answer about the smell, but ultimately she have to answer Nupur as she looked like in a mood where she demand a answer.
KRITI SANON
It’s nothing last night I spilled some juice and was lazy and tired enough to change the bedsheet so slept over it, so chill hihi
(she laughed nervously)
Nupur gave her a weird unconvincing look, but what else Kriti should told her that her goody two shoe sister spilled her own juice by thinking about how she was liking getting tormented by an unknown creep.
Nupur left the room, Kriti sigh in relief that her sister couldn’t found out her dirty secret, she quickly got out of bed completely nude (nangi) and bolted her room’s door, then she saw the reflection of herself in the mirror, and what she saw there was not a rich and famous actress, she saw a messed up girl with ruffled hairs and stains of her own pussy juice on her body, especially her lips as in the typhoon of lust she start licking her own juice at night.
She got ashamed by looking at her 2 rupee whore(randi) look, she rushed in the bathroom as soon as she started peeing, she again felt that tingling sensation in her naughty pussy, she rubbed it again but stopped in midst as she remember who she was, a famous independent and ultra feminist bollywood actress.
SHOOTING LOCATION LATER
Kriti was done her shooting part and was free till the next shot, she was tired from her last night bed cardio but was kinda hesitant to went to her vanity van, because slowly she got the feeling that she was losing control over her own body that she might get subdued by her bodily needs and that creep might came again and torment her, although she was giving herself all those logical arguments but at the same time she felt some funny sensations by thinking yesterday’s adventure in her vanity van.
One of her helper asked her whether she want to go to her vanity van as the next shot of her was quite late, but due to her low confidence over her body she declined the offer and was willing to sit among people, so yesterday’s shameful incident didn’t repeat itself.
She sat there for quite some time, the crew people were confused about why she was sitting there in the heat rather than taking rest in her vanity van, but who should told them that their Kriti madam was afraid, she was afraid from her own body that she was under the control of her bodily desires that she was gullible to indulge in a sexual act by an unknown tormentor and that her guilty pleasure was she liked it all.
After quite some time she felt like peeing, she asked about the washroom from a crew member, the member directed her to the washroom and offered to accompany her, as today she was shooting in a secluded place, so apart from crew and actors no one was there, as they need to shoot there for few days, they created a temporary washroom in the far extreme of shooting location, Kriti being an independent and self-made heroine declined the help from a low ranking crew person.
She started walking towards the washroom, although she could go to her vanity van washroom but again she couldn’t trust her body any further, soon she was out of the shooting vicinity, for a moment she flinch after surveying the secluded location around the washroom and regret her decision of not letting that crew member accompany her but then her independent and courageous woman instincts kick in, and she decided to do the petty task of peeing on her own without any external help.
She reached the temporary washroom, the first thing she felt was a strong smell of piss due to the use by so many crew members regularly, she felt like throwing up for a moment but as she couldn’t hold her pee any longer, she decided to pee there only.
She opened the door and was greeted by a horrible sight of dirty toilet seat with the yellow liquid spilled all over the place. For a moment she felt nausea but that was overpowered the desire to empty her bladder, she somehow entered the dirty toilet, she had some napkins with her, she started cleaning the yellow liquid from the seat to the best of her ability, in the whole process she felt like throwing up so many times but ultimately she made the toilet seat somewhat clean to sit, she sat on the seat and lifted her skirt up and lower her panty, she started peeing, a sense of pleasure swept over her, she again felt a tingling sensation in her naughty pussy while urinating.
When she was done urinating instead of lowering her panty, she involuntarily started rubbing her needy pussy, although her logical mind was shouting at her not to be swept by the typhoon of lust, but the pleasurable feeling was too intense for her to listen to her logical mind. The pussy rubbing moments became furious with each passing second, soon we saw the famous bollywood actress, a so called independent woman, and a pro feminist, rubbing her pussy like a woman possessed, like she don’t give a fuck about her reputation if caught in act by a crew member.
But her pleasurable feeling din’t last long, she heard a knock on the bathroom door, she froze in shock, her conscious mind kicks in, she got the gravity of situation, that what she was doing in oblivion to the reality.
She heard another knock on the door but no one said a word, somehow her instincts told her that it must be that tormentor, her logical mind shouted at her not to open the door at any cost but her bodily needs revolted against it. Her right hand moved towards the door knob, her left hand tried to stop it, but was overpowered by the wind of lust and power of right hand, she unbolted the door.
She waited for her tormentor to burst into the washroom and bangd her like a bitch, ravish her senseless, but against her expectation no one entered the washroom, she wait for few more moments but still no one entered, she got frustrated, she knew someone was in front of the door as she can see a shadow from beneath the door gap, with every passing seconds her bodily needs getting stronger and stronger, she needs the relief instantly and she knew she couldn’t get that from her fingers, she desperately needed a touch and not just any touch, she needs the touch of that man, only her TORMENTOR TOUCH.
She couldn’t take it anymore. She shouted.
KRITI SANON
Mujhe pata he tum bahar ho, jo karne he kar dalo, ye game mat khelo mere saath, you fucking creep.
But the guy didn’t said a word, Kriti was amazed that even after her invitation why he’s not entering the washroom, in frustration she hit the floor from her feet, then she heard a manly voice “ankh band kar”
Kriti was happy that finally the tormentor responded, she didn’t flinch even for a second and followed the tormentor order.
KRITI SANON
Kar li
(she really did close her eyes)
Then she heard the voice of the washroom door opening, her body was getting goosebumps because of extreme pleasure that it going to receive soon, there we saw a famous bollywood actress sitting on a dirty toilet seat in a public toilet with her skirt up to he thighs and her panty down to her kneed with her pussy open to be used by her tormentor whom she hate.
She heard the footsteps approaching near her and then the sound of footsteps stopped, she felt the presence of someone in front of her, she expected to again feel the sensual touches from the creep like last time but against her expectation this time the tormentor instantly grabbed her pussy hard, the grip was so hard on her pussy that Kriti cried in pain ‘ahhh no’ but the tormentor didn’t stop, he increased the pressure on her naughty pussy, slowly that pain turned to naughty pleasure for Kriti.
She started moaning like a bitch (umm... aahhh... ohhhhh... yasssssss), then she felt fingers entering her needy pussy, first one enters then second like that three fingers enters her pussy, her pussy was overstretched from the three fingers, but she didn’t care she was getting what she was craving, the lusty pleasure.
KRITI SANON
Ahhhh... yass.... Do it... yes yes like tha....omg... So fucking good, I’m there yas yas do it fast, like that twist like that
She was babbling like a 2 rupee whore in a public restroom getting tormented by someone who’s face she still didn’t see, then she cum, she cum like niagara fall, the entire front portion of toilet seat was drenched by her naughty pussy thick and sticky juice, which gave a light yellow color after getting mixed with the yellow piss of her crew members, she was gasping and was covered in sweat, her hairs stick on her face, and a creepy perverted satisfied smile appeared on her face.
She slightly opened her eyes to the sight of him leaving the restroom, she again saw him from backside, then reality hit her that she the famous bollywood actress, was sitting in a public restroom with her legs wide apart like a slut, and who just got tormented again by that creep and the thing she afraid the most was she knew for sure this time that she enjoyed the tormenting to the fullest, that this guy, unleashed something unholy within her, which she didn’t know would led her to god knows what path. She quickly made herself presentable so she didn’t looked a bimbo slut and left the washroom with her tormentor no where in sight.
To be continued...
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